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Sunday Smutday! Chris Evans Fic: Two Night Stand

Smutty goodness. NC-17. Enjoy!

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“So do you want to come back to my place?”

And there it was, the question that you’d both known was coming about five minutes into this evening’s conversation. It had been asked with a respectful tentativeness but with enough confidence that you could see he was fairly certain what the answer would be, without being arrogant. His head had tilted to one side in question, his eyes steadily fixed on yours, no shame at all in his implicit request, a bottle of beer resting casually between his palms.

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Taken for Granted (pt 3)

As Namjoon closed the door behind him, he stood by the entrance, snickering to himself. “Her? Liking me? Wahh” he said silently to himself. He wasn’t sure what it was he was feeling now, but he couldn’t stop smiling. “As if I’d like her?” he said again to himself.

“Hyung what are you doing by yourself there?” Jungkook asked curiously.

“Huh? Oh nothing” Namjoon said, flustered.


(One week later)

“Hey guys, Y/N isn’t coming today! Looks like it’s just us tonight” Jin said, filling his voice through the dorm.

“Awh, whyyy” Taehyung asked, coming out of the living room.

“She said she’s sick” Jin said with a frown.

“Let’s go there then! We can bring her food” Taehyung said, excitedly.

“Yah, if she’s sick she should just rest. She can’t be taking care of you guys too” Jin scolded.

Taehyung walked back to the living room with his head held down. He was looking forward to watching the movie you two had discussed a few weeks ago, but it looks like it would have to wait another week. 

Namjoon meanwhile, listened to everything silently from the dining table. “That’s weird, she never falls sick…” he said to himself. 

“What’s that? Couldn’t hear you” Hoseok said, sitting across from him,

“oh, no it’s nothing” Namjoon said.

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Jughead x Reader

Wordcount: 1,635

A/N: Leave me requests in my DM’s 

Summery: Jughead and y/n get caught up in a heated moment by the lake

Y/N POV -

The heat radiated off my skin as I stepped out of the water onto the riverbank. There was a warm subtle breeze hitting my face as I join the others sat on a large rock, beer cans and food around us. The gang had decided to start off the new term at school on a high note so we all met up by the river for the day and had a couple of drinks. The group consisted of Archie, Betty, Kevin, Veronica, Jughead and myself.

We all sat round on the rock sharing laughs and making plans for our future summer together. Although some moments weren’t as perfect as others due to there still being tension between some members of the group. There was an ominous feeling about the day as we’d all pushed aside the Jason Blossom case to free our minds of the stress for one weekend.

I sigh and take in a deep breath of fresh air, feeling cold, refreshing water droplets spin down my back from my wet hair. I run my fingers through it to untangle the knots that had appeared. I look to my left to see Jughead awkwardly looking around unsure of what to do with himself. A look of slight discomfort contorted onto his features.

“You okay Juggie?” I ask him quietly not wanting to draw the attention of others. He just looks at me and shrugs, a solemn look about him.

“You gonna strip those clothes off for us Juggie” Veronica cheekily flirted towards the only one still fully dressed at the time. Jughead just scoffed and looked away biting back  “Are you gonna learn to keep your clothes on Veronica?” gaining awkward hisses and coughs from the others.

“That’s a little harsh isn’t Jug, considering it’s still basically summer, are you not planning on getting in the water with the rest of us later on then?” I ask him discreetly smirking his way.

“If it gets too hot then sure i’ll come in, but it’s not necessary for me to sit here half naked and be even more uncomfortable” he passive aggressively comments throwing his arms into the air.

We all just let out breathy laughs and go back to coordinating normal conversation. Not that any of us could really have a normal conversation as our minds had been constantly filled with the conspiracies towards Jason’s death.

“So Archie, how’s your music coming along?” Betty questions the red headed boy sat opposite us. “Yeah it’s good, I’m just really trying to throw myself into writing really, right enough of this sitting around, who wants to get in the water with me?” Archie suggests standing up, Betty, V and Kevin all stand up and follow Archie into the water, all smiles and laughs. I really did love my friends.

“You don’t have to sit here with me because you feel sorry for me you know?” Jughead suddenly snaps looking towards me. “I’m not staying with you because I feel sorry for you, I’m staying here because I enjoy your company dumb ass” I laugh and playfully shove the raven haired boy. He chuckles and grabs my hands to stop me from pushing him. Goose bumps travel up my arms as his hands come into contact with mine. I lean in towards him and let myself collapse in his lap, my head looking up at him, while our hands were still intertwined he fiddled with my fingers.

“I love the way you act around me, you’re just more free” I say looking up at his beautiful face. His green eyes catch mine and he smiles, Not something many people got to see very often, but I had always had the ability to bring it onto his face.

“Well that’s because I’m comfortable with you, I don’t have to pretend to like you it just comes naturally” there was a few minutes silence after his confession, where we just sat enjoying each others company listening to the sounds of our surroundings. You could hear the water splashing and our friends laughs were heard over the buzzing of the nature. It was a truly breathtaking moment in time.

“Do you think we should tell them?” I ask him quietly not wanting to spoil the atmosphere.

“Tell them what?” He replies dumbly knowing exactly what i was talking about, just then he let go of one of my hands and brushed it through my hair, making loops around his fingers with the locks.

“About us” I retort flatly, not taking his sarcasm to heart.

“meh, why do they need to know right now, I don’t care just as long as you’re happy, but not everyone has to know our business, let them just sit and ship us for a while longer” he breaths out.

“yeah it is kinda fun watching them freak out over the little things isn’t it” I giggle and look down at our still intertwined hands. Jug just smiles and nods down at me.

“Right” I sigh standing up and pulling him with me, “take your clothes off we’re going for a swim” He groans in distaste pulling a face but still he shrugs his shirt over his head, kicking off his shoes. I couldn’t help but stare at his body as he removed the layers of clothes. His slightly indented stomach sort of gleamed as the sun hit his skin. He was perfect to me, not completely ripped like Archie, he had a slightly toned lanky figure which suited him well. Once he was ready I lightly pushed him back yelling over my shoulder.

“Race you to the water” I giggle running ahead. It didn’t take long for him to catch up and we joined the others in the water.

“well look who decided to show up” V commented splashing water up at me. I let out a small screech as the cold water splashed up at my body, I just laughed and splashed her back. Bad move. We had started a splashing war between the group, everyone screaming and laughing kicked and thrashing in the water to get everyone wet.

Even Jughead joined in and genuinely looked happy, something that goes a long way in my eyes, I loved to see him happy and smiling, a nice difference from his usual grumpy disposition.

We all carried on messing around in the water for a matter of time, when Betty suggested taking a swim around the lake, Her and Archie swam off and Veronica and Kevin were heavily enthused in competing on ‘who can do the better handstand’

“You wanna take a walk?” Jughead nudges me, his arm comes up to my waist and he tugs me towards the river bank again. I ring out the water from my hair as we walk towards the rock where his clothes were. He just shimmies on his jeans and hands me his flannel shirt, I look up at him and smile, putting the flannel on over my body.

We walk through the forest into a more secluded area, talking about nothing in general. I stop to look at the scenery before us. You could still see the lake peaking through the trees, and sunlight streaking through the gaps of branches. Jughead pulls me towards him by my waist and presses his lips against mine briefly. he pushes his forehead onto mine and breathes out “Beautiful” raising a hand to my face he strokes my cheek, his rough thumb stroking over my bottom lip, I look up into his eyes and notice the contentment in them.

He leans down pressing his lips to mine again, harder than before, his grip around my waist subconsciously tightens. My arms sling around his neck, one hand coming into contact with his face the other falling to the back of his head grasping the wavy raven locks in between my dainty fingers.

He slowly starts to walk me backwards not breaking the kiss until my back hits a tree. Both of his hands now resided on my waist tugging at the shirt he had so graciously handed to me. Our lips moved roughly against each others, both of us pouring our passion into the other person. My hands slipped down from his neck and rested on his smooth chest. Jughead pressed himself closer against me our chests now flush together. I could feel the rough bark from the tree behind me digging into my back. Giving me a slight sensation while our lips were meshed together.

I captured his bottom lip in between my teeth and lightly sucked on it before returning my lips to his. His hands slid round my waist to my lower back where he pulls me closer into his, if that’s even possible. The closeness between us right now was why we enjoyed being with one another, the raw connection we both felt never hesitated to send shivers down my spine.

“Woah! what’s going on here then guys” We hear the smug comment from Veronica, causing us to pull away from each other in shock. she just laughs and shakes her head. “I knew something was going on between you two” and walks away yelling to the others that she had some “big news”

“Well i guess the cats out of the bag then” Jug smiled and looked down at me, still holding onto my waist.

“Do you want me to go and tell her not to say anything?” I enquire looking up to him shyly, not really caring we were caught.

“Nah, let them all see I’m a fool for you” he replies pressing his forehead to mine smiling down at me. I just smile and lean up to press my lips to his once more. This really couldn’t have been a more perfect day.

I think I love you - Jughead Jones

Pairing : Jughead Jones x Reader

Word count : 1,484

Warnings : none

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Originally posted by juptern

Your phone rang in the pocket of your jacket making you jump by surprise. You answered the call before showing your index to your friend Archie, meaning that it would only take a minute.

“Hi, this is (y/n) speaking.”

“Hey (y/n), how are you?” You instantly recognised the groggy voice behind the line.

“Jughead! I’m good! What about you?” From the corner of your eye, you would’ve swore you saw Archie rolling his eyes.

“Marvellous. So, what are you up to this evening? I thought we maybe could’ve hung out tonight. You know, me, you, at Pop’s?” You chuckled lightly.

“Sorry Juggie, I was planning on spending the night with Archie… You can tag along if you want? I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.” A small sigh made its way into your ear. You had to admit that you spent a lot of your recent time with your new red-haired friend. Jughead still occupied the position of best friend. He didn’t have to worry about it.

“I promise we’ll do something together tomorrow, alright?” It was silence for a while before you heard back,

“Yeah sure.” You pursed your lips, mentally cursing yourself. It wasn’t the first time that you had turned down your best of friend for Archie. Lately it had been happening more than before. It made you feel like the worst pal.

“See you.” With that, Jughead hung up. You understood how he felt. It wasn’t right that you weren’t spending as much time with him.

“Jughead, wasn’t it?” You looked up and saw Archie sprawled across the black beanbag in your bedroom. His hands were attached on the new acoustic guitar his dad had got him for his birthday. You nodded and played with the sleeves of you sweater. Your friend continued strumming the strings of his instrument.

“Hey- I wrote this song last week, and I wanted to know what you thought about it. I’ve been trying to talk to Josie about her playing some of my compositions, but she’s not that into it. You’re her friend, right? Maybe you could listen to it and try to talk to her?” He asked questioningly.

“Of course, go ahead.” His fingers moved to the tuners and accorded them as his other hand rested on the waist of the guitar. A few seconds later, a pleasant melody filled the room. Archie then started singing the lyrics he had written. The song wasn’t bad at all. In fact, it was quite catchy. The redhead friend of yours had talent. Before Archie could go on, you blurted out something you soon would regret.

“I’ll probably spend the day with him tomorrow.” The small tune that Archie had started suddenly came to an end. Archie hadn’t spoken to Jughead since this summer. The tree of you and Betty we’re supposed to go on a road trip the fourth of July but Archie left you hanging at the last minute. Since then, the boys stopped talking completely. When you mentioned one of  them to the other, you saw the irritation and annoyance in their expression.

“I thought you were coming to my game tomorrow. I’m playing in the varsity football team this year, remember?” You bet your lip and fiddled your hair with your fingers.

“I’m sorry Arch. I haven’t seen Jughead in a while now and I don’t want him to feel like I stopped being his friend. I’m making a vow that I’ll show up to your next game, how about that?”

“Why does it always have to be about him? Everything constantly has to be about Jughead.” Your were caught off guard by the sudden raise in his voice.

“That’s not it… I’m just trying to do what’s best here.”

“By ditching me at the last minute, that’s how your making things better? I didn’t think of you as an inconsiderate and selfish person.” He replied bitterly. In all the time of you guy’s friendship, you had never seen this side of Archie. Usually, he would be sweet and just shrug off any problem that faced his way. But the words he had just told you, they hurt your heart. Your eyes were starting to fill up with tears and your bottom lip started quivering.

“I’ve spent all my time with you for the last month. You. Not Jughead. Why are you treating me like this?”

“You know what? I don’t want to spend any more of my time with you right now.” With that, Archie got up and left you alone in your room. Without even noticing, a trail of tears had made its way down your cheeks. A sob escaped your mouth and your hands covered your face as you poured your heart out. You laid in your bed and continued crying.

It was all your fault. Archie now hated you and would probably never talk to you again. Why did you had to be so stupid? If only you had kept your mouth shut. Maybe he still would have been on that beanbag, singing.

Maybe half an hour later, you heard the wooden creek of your door meaning that someone was coming in. You didn’t even move, your pillow pressed against your face. The mattress shifted to the side from the sudden weight that it now had on it. You felt a piece of your hair being put behind your ear. You smiled at the sweet gesture and assumed it was your mother. You slowly got up and saw Jughead sitting beside you. Automatically, you vaulted in his arms tearing up once again.

“Sssh. It’s going to be okay.” He rubbed your back comfortingly. Your forehead was against his chest, his two upper limbs protectively holding you. Your eyes were probably red from all the crying but you couldn’t care less. You continued sobbing in his chest until you eventually felt calmer.

“Why- Why are you here?” You asked with a small voice. Jughead gently whipped your cheek with his thumb.

“Your mom saw Archie leave in a rush and realized that you two probably had a fight. She heard you crying and thought that you would be more willing to speak about it with me than her.” You grinned at the boy.

“I ruined your shirt.” You noticed, and felt guilty.

“Nothing to worry about (y/n/n). I never liked that jersey anyway.” You giggle with your best friend. You sniffed and observed Jughead who his face was only about a foot away from you. You had to admit that he was good looking. His prefect blue eyes were mesmerising and his pink lips appeared so kissable. Forever you considered the boy as nothing more than a platonic relationship to you. Never had you ever felt anything for him. But in that moment, something clicked. Jughead wasn’t only a friend to you, not even a best friend.  A stronger feeling overwhelmed your body. You felt love. You loved Jughead Jones. 

He was the one who your mother called when you were sad. He was the one who came rushing to your house as soon as your mother hung up. He was the one who was holding you and comforting you, whispering sweet nothing to you as you were crying. He was the one who was there for you.

“Jughead.” He raised his eyebrows at you.

“(y/n)?” You asked yourself in your mind if it was the right time to confess your feelings towards him. Your breathing started quickening as the anxiety rose in your core.

“I think I-” He watched you with intending eyes, indicating to continue your phrase.

“I think I love you.” Jughead eyeballed you, astonished at your revelation. He quietly answered, almost inaudible for you to hear.

“I think I love you too.” He leaned towards you and slowly pressed his lips to yours. Fireworks were going off in your stomach. The heaviness on your shoulders disappeared. In this moment, nothing else mattered in the world. Both of your lips moved in sync as you played with his raven locks. His arms pulled you closer to him, leaving no space between you two. Jughead backed away and kissed every each of your face, including your cheeks, temple and chin.

“You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” He whispered in your ear. You gave him a last long peck on the lips before saying,

“Do you want to lay down and cuddle with me?” He moved his head up and down calmly and took a blanket that was already on the bed to cover you. Cuddling was not something new for the both of you. You had always cuddled together, and whenever. His hand ran through your hair bringing a comforting and fuzzy feeling. His body pressed behind your back and his hot breath was tingling your neck. Before you even knew it, you and Jughead had fallen in a deep slumber, both dreaming about each other.

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🐰 EASTER SENTENCE STARTERS.

Happy Easter to those who celebrate!

❛ What are your Easter plans? ❜
❛ You’re never too old to hunt some eggs! ❜
❛ I’m going to Church, mind joining me? ❜
❛ I hope you have a wonderful Easter my friend! ❜
❛ I can’t believe it’s supposed to snow on Easter! ❜
❛ We’re coloring some eggs for Easter, want to help? ❜
❛ I’m baking some goods for Easter, mind helping me? ❜
❛ Are you supposed to boil the eggs before coloring them? ❜
❛ Hey! I got a dollar in one of my plastic eggs! ❜
❛ I never really went egg hunting, ever in my whole life. ❜
❛ So, you walk around and find eggs? That’s it? ❜
❛ Are you going to go shopping with me later? ❜
❛ How does this outfit look? I’m going to wear it for Easter. ❜
❛ Who gets drunk on Easter? ❜
Oh, Easter! Another holiday to use as an excuse to drink! ❜
❛ I drink on all holidays, especially Easter. ❜
❛ I’ve got a surprise egg for you! ❜
❛ Help me fill these eggs with candy. ❜
❛ I can’t believe it’s already Easter. ❜
❛ I never really cared much for Easter, or any holiday. ❜
❛ You didn’t come to the Easter festival today? ❜
❛ Isn’t this like for kids more than anyone? ❜
❛ A holiday to play with eggs! Sounds delightful! ❜
❛ I’m taking my child to see the Easter bunny, want to tag along? ❜
❛ I always loved getting my picture taking with the Easter bunny. ❜
❛ This egg is my egg, I’m keeping it. ❜
❛ Please don’t say you’re wearing that? ❜
❛ I made you a Easter basket. ❜
❛ I got you a Easter basket anyway. ❜
❛ Easter candy is my favorite! ❜
❛ Don’t wait up for the Easter Bunny for that one. ❜
❛ Christmas and Easter are probably the two holiest days in the Christian calendar. ❜
❛ I enjoyed watching the Easter Parade. ❜
❛ The shops are closed on Easter. ❜
❛ Are you going to that Easter thing this weekend? ❜
❛ I’m decorating for Easter, want to help out? ❜
❛ Hey, check out this cool Easter banter I’m going to hang later. ❜
❛ I have a chocolate egg just for you. ❜
❛ I love Easter and all the pastel coloring! ❜
❛ Pastel colors are Easter’s aesthetic. ❜
❛ I just love all these pastel colors! ❜
❛ Tell me, what is Easter again? ❜
❛ Ahh, Easter! Another holiday with great candy! ❜
❛ I’m so not ready for Easter yet. ❜
❛ So, doing anything fun for Easter coming up? ❜
❛ I hope you have a wonderful Easter weekend! ❜
❛ I always loved Easter as a child! ❜
❛ Easter is like my favorite holiday! ❜
❛ I got you a Easter card, hope you like it. ❜
❛ What should I get my boy/girlfriend for Easter? ❜
❛ I really wanted to get you something for Easter. ❜
❛ We should totally sign up to be in this Easter parade. ❜
❛ They’re handing out free candy because it’s Easter this weekend. ❜
❛ They do have Easter baskets on sale, want to get check them out? ❜
❛ There is nothing in this basket but candy? ❜
❛ I’ve got some extra Easter supplies you can use to make a basket. ❜
❛ Easter is like a arts and crafts holiday. ❜
❛ I’ve never been so excited for Easter before! ❜
❛ Why are you so excited for Easter? ❜
❛ I think this Easter will be better than my last. ❜
❛ It just feels like another day to me. ❜
❛ I can’t believe you don’t want to have some fun! ❜
❛ Did you get the basket I mailed you? ❜
❛ I mailed you gift. ❜
❛ Happy Easter! ❜
❛ I don’t really want to participate in this event. ❜
❛ Aw, you’re such a downer! Cheer up! ❜
❛ I really need your help with sitting this up. ❜
❛ I will never be able to pull this Easter party off. ❜
❛ Hey, it’s a double holiday! My birthday is this Easter! ❜
❛ So, is Easter is always on a Sunday? ❜
❛ I can’t believe you’ve never went egg hunting before. ❜
❛ You have not lived until you’ve hunted for eggs like they were gold. ❜
❛ It’s a Easter costume contest, just do it with me! ❜
❛ Who wears a costume on Easter? Other than the Easter bunny. ❜
❛ Plot twist, I’m the Easter bunny. ❜
❛ What’s a good book to read to kids on Easter? ❜
❛ This is the best way to go about doing it I guess. ❜
❛ I really didn’t Easter was this weekend. ❜
❛ I thought Easter had already passed. ❜
❛ Is there going to be food at this event? ❜
❛ Aw, what a cute picture of you and the Easter bunny. ❜
❛ I’ve got so many baskets to make this year. ❜
❛ I’m going to church with my family, I told you already. ❜
❛ I love this Easter day sale. I’ve been here all day. ❜
❛ All the stores are having a sale for Easter and I’m not missing it. ❜
❛ I just bought so much Easter crap. ❜
❛ I collect Easter eggs, if you were wondering why I have so many. ❜
❛ Okay, we got everything we need, now let’s get to work. ❜
❛ The school is having a Easter thing in the gym, want to go with me? ❜
❛ I never understood Easter. ❜
❛ Does the Easter bunny have a name? ❜
❛ Let’s just go shopping, that’s always helpful. ❜
❛ I really must admit, I didn’t think you could pull this off. ❜
❛ Is that a Easter bunny I see? ❜
❛ Let’s go to the petting zoo for Easter! ❜
❛ I love Easter festivals, they’re so much fun! ❜
❛ Well, for what it’s worth you make the best Easter bunny. ❜
❛ Wow, you work as the Easter bunny at the mall? ❜
❛ I’m dressing up as the Easter bunny this year for all the kids. ❜
❛ I’m just here to take pictures for my scrapbook. ❜
❛ Let’s start a Easter scrapbook! ❜
❛ So, we’re heading out early tomorrow, set your alarm. ❜
❛ Man, coloring eggs is pretty messy. ❜
❛ You should have put newspaper down before. ❜
❛ I got you a pet rabbit for Easter. ❜
❛ What’s a good Easter gift for someone? ❜
❛ Is Easter this weekend? ❜
❛ Ever notice how Easter is always on a Sunday? ❜
❛ I’m ordering pizza for Easter, I don’t care! ❜
❛ Okay, so cute these papers into shapes of eggs or rabbits. ❜
❛ I’m send you a special someone for Easter. ❜
❛ Did you ever get that Easter basket I made for you? ❜
❛ I love making Easter baskets! It’s so much fun! ❜
❛ We’re setting up a Easter theme. ❜
❛ This is a beautiful Easter play idea. We should do it. ❜
❛ Are you auditioning for the Easter play? ❜
❛ The school is having a Easter day play, you want to come? ❜
❛ It’s perfect weather for a Easter Sunday! ❜
❛ Okay, help me hide these eggs for the kiddos. ❜
❛ We have to hide all these eggs. ❜
❛ Fill the rest of those plastic eggs. ❜
❛ The eggs you found you keep. ❜
❛ There is going to be a egg hunting contest later. ❜
❛ Don’t forget to watch for the Easter bunny on TV later. ❜
❛ I’m not that into Easter this year. ❜
❛ How are you not ready for Easter? ❜
❛ Is Easter always chaotic like this? ❜
❛ I’m going to take Easter pictures with my family. ❜
❛ Easter cards are an actual thing? ❜
❛ Wait, so you had no idea it was Easter? There are posters everywhere. ❜
❛ I auditioned to be in the Easter play at school so I could skip going to church with my parents. ❜

Here comes some basic setting of my Bodyguard AU

Just some rough notes from early stage for the au, hope these may clarify some confusions about the storyline :)

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  • Lance was the prince of Altea, Allura’s younger brother, also the new paladin of the blue lion. He was also a talented pilot but was repressed to prove his capability all the time due to his royal position.
  • Keith was one of the Blade of Marmora. After allying with Altea, he was designated as Lance’s bodyguard. He was a Galra orphan who raised by BoM, also a great fighter pilot.
  • Altea was fighting Zarkon Empire for years. Zarkon Empire was once Altea’s closest ally.
  • King Alfor has been dead for 3 years(before Keith and Lance met), so Allura took charge of the kingdom afterward.
  • In the time that Altea wasn’t destroyed, but the former paladins were seriously wounded or even dead in a severe battle against Zarkon Empire so it was necessary to find new paladins to fill the vacancies.  
  • They later discovered that the new paladin of the red lion was going to be Keith. Hunk (Altean, apprentice in royal kitchen, best friend of Lance)was for the yellow lion. And the rest of the paladins were found after a spaceship from Earth (which carried Shiro, Pidge, and Matt) crashed on Altea.
  • Lance and Keith met and spent a year together before the said battle.

Lance liked Keith, like “a lot”. Not only because of the similarity of their age, he also was one of the few subordinates or the only Galra who treated him like a normal person instead of a royalty. For instance, he always bickered with and was even being rude to Lance in private. Though he still called Lance the prince in most of the time, the way he treated Lance was already a close(or “protective” in his case) friend would do. Lance enjoyed the dynamic between them, the delight slowly turned into endearment when he started craving to spend time with, touch, even kiss Keith. After realizing that the heat in him actually was love, Lance told and showed Keith how he felt. However, it caused complications for Keith. He indicated that they weren’t meant to develop this kind of relationship because of the huge difference of position between them. Although the words indeed hurt Lance, he knew Keith was giving an excuse to keep him from loving a man who might die for him anytime. He was pretty sure Keith felt the same way as him because as Lance said, “those eyes tell everything.” Anyway, Lance still took chances to seduce or show affections to Keith, wanting him to love him back at some point.

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The timeline of the arts I drew so far is all before they became new paladins, a.k.a. that heavenly year for klance✨ I might do some art after they went to fight on the frontline, their relationship would change rapidly in that time.

Better Than Medicine (ALiL Deleted Scene)

Summary: (College!AU) In which you have to figure out what to do when Bucky falls asleep on you and you’re hungry.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 1,769

A/N: @kjs-s requested “Could i please ask for one after the get together chapter in which the reader and Bucky fell asleep on the couch and she wakes up to Steve and Sam having breakfast and commenting on how great of a nurse she is?” I altered the request a bit and it occurs between “The Get Together” and “The First Date”.

“A Lesson in Love” Masterlist + Soundtrack

@avengerstories - forever grateful that you’re my editing partner in crime

Originally posted by wenellyb

By the time the end credits start rolling on Aladdin, Bucky is fast asleep. His arm is curled over your thighs, his face is pressed against the pillow in your lap and his soft snores mix in with the instrumental music playing on the TV. The sleeve of crackers you had instructed him to eat lies empty on the ground along with a second one. Although he refused to admit it out loud, you know he underestimated how hungry he was.

Speaking of underestimating hunger, you can hear your stomach begging you to get some food in your system. You didn’t think to grab a snack when you grabbed crackers for Bucky. Then again, you weren’t anticipating that he’d fall asleep while using you as a pillow.

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Payback (M)

Jimin x Reader

Warnings: SMUT, light choking, daddy kink, kinda public??, idk man it’s just filth

Word Count: 3,125

Summary:  Park fucking Jimin was sin incarnate, and he knew it too. You have had it with his extra ass on stage, he was always taking some article of clothing off and you were at your wits end. This means war.

A/N: This is my fic, I’m re-posting onto my sideblog.


Your jaw was on the floor after watching BTS’ new comeback stage. As if the low cut shirts, lip bites, sexual lyrics, and all around rudeness wasn’t enough, Jimin decided he needed to up the ante and undress on stage looking like sin itself. Fucker. He knew exactly what he was doing, and you decided he needed to be punished.

Dressing in all his favourites; your shorts, oversized sweater and thigh high socks that always got to him, you headed to the boys’ dorm for a movie night after making sure your coat covered everything. You arrived at the dorm quicker than anticipated, and after being let in by Hoseok and attacked by the boys with hugs, you learned that Jimin was still in the shower. Settling down on the couch you took your jacket off and got comfortable with a bowl of popcorn when you felt several pairs of eyes on you. Looking up, you saw the boys eying your outfit and you smiled to yourself, your plan already working. Jimin walked out of the shower with his hair still damp, wearing sweats and a loose t shirt. He looked around the room and noticed that all eyes were on you, a smile spreading on his face as he met your eyes, then he saw why they were staring and his face hardened.

Strike one.

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World’s Best Dad

Originally posted by hallowedbecastiel

Summary: One of the reader’s students has a problem and she confronts her father about what’s going on…

Pairing: single parent!Dean x kindergarten teacher!reader

Word Count: 3,500ish

Warnings: language

A/N: My second ever daddy Dean fic. Quote for this one was “It was an accident I swear!”…


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Double Team

Title: Double Team

Summary: Sam and Dean get rough when they double team you in the shower. Inspired by this imagine (x).

Author:  Dean’s Dirty Little Secret

Characters:  Sam Winchester x female reader x Dean Winchester (no Wincest)

Word Count:  1883

Warnings:  nsfw, threesome, explicit language, explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, fingering,

Author’s Notes:  Thank you @mamapeterson for the advice and being my always awesome beta. I wrote this because my brain needed a break from the plot driven piece I’m working on, so I hope you guys enjoy some gratuitous smut. Let’s just put it out there that this is going to be one seriously cold shower by they time they’re done, I know that. Suspend your disbelief and pretend it’s a never ending hot shower. :-)

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There are no rules

My boyfriend DM’s a group of our friends and created a homemade Cyberpunk game, complete with custom classes. I’m a hacker, there’s a theif, a sergeant, and a doctor. For some background, we wake up from cryogenic sleep into a zombie apocalypse and are forced to play a survival game by this black orb. The DM made the mistake of giving me an overpowered arm modification, called doomfist, that let me punch through walls.

Me: Can I talk to Lamar?
DM: Do a constitution saying throw
Me: *Fails*
DM: He picks you up and throws you into the wall, you take 22 damage.
Sergeant: oh he’s dead, no one hurts my team
After the battle
Sergeant: I’m gonna cut his head off and take it with me, last thing we need is it crawling back together.
DM: but.. I.. uh.. Okay

Sometime later

DM: All the doors lock and a poisonous gas begins to fill the room
Me (hacker): I’ve still got charges on my Doomfist, so I’ll punch through the wall
DM: But, I *begins to laugh as all his plans fly out the window* okay

Later we are interrogating the man in charge
Me: Well, I give up. He won’t give us any information, so let’s just put him in the room with Lamar. He’s not in his machine that controls the place anymore.
DM: You know what!? I’m done, you guys messed everything up, just have your tanks too!

And the rest of the session was utter nonsense as I ran around in a spider tank, the sergeant had a regular tank, the doctor had a monster baby eating people, and the their crawled though the vents at will.

Telephone (Ethan x FemReader) fluff

Originally posted by dork-iplier

(( gif not mine ))

(A/n): So just a while back I said that I would write an Ethan story SO HERE I actually did it be proud of me

Summary: You have some nieces and nephews in the family so you ask Markimoo, Tyler and blue boy to help you babysit. Mark and Tyler turn out to not be the only ones that think you and Ethan should date.

Warnings: I think I swore ?? but also TICKLING

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You were pretty excited about this actually. Your sibling had asked you to take care of their three kids for the day while they were out with their spouse. Of course, you obliged. You really liked their kids, but thought babysitting to be more of a chore.

For one person, three kids was a lot. So, you went and enlisted help from your band of friends. You knew for sure that they would love the kids instantly.

Traveling from your flat to Mark’s wasn’t a hassle. After two brisk knocks on the boys’ front door, Mark himself opened it with a large grin.

“Evening~!” He purred “Tyler is in the living room with every toy imaginable, go steal them from him!”

The three children giggled and pushed past him, calling a chorus of ‘hello’s.

You yourself couldn’t help but laugh, stepping up to the doorway gingerly.

“Thanks for doing this.” you said to Mark “It’s only for one night, but I didn’t think I could handle it by myself; sorry if it was sudden when I calle–”

“(Y/n),” Mark chuckled. He rested a hand on the small of your back and nudged you inside so he could close the door “It’s totally fine. I planned everything. They’re all sharing a room upstairs.”

You sighed and beamed up at him “Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.” he smiled back.

Giggly screams broke through your conversation. The both of you turned to the sound and walked toward it; past the living room entrance.

Their stood, by the far back wall, Tyler. One kid hanging from his left bicep, one tied around his calf and the other Ethan was about to crown Tyler’s shoulders with.

They all froze to look at the two of you.

“What even?” you chuckled walking around to reach out for the one hanging from his arm.

Grabbing her sides, you lifted her high and set her down quickly, tickling her ribs. She screamed in delight.

“DOES THIS MEAN TICKLE WAR?” Mark called in a silly tone.

“IT DOES.” Tyler confirmed.

The two men snatched up the other two children. Mark taking the one from Ethan. Everyone began to laugh as tickling ensued.

“This– this isn’t fair- no!” the small girl breathed “Teams! T-Teams!” she hollered.

You smiled and released her, sitting back on your knees. “Alright,” you offered “Pick your teams.”

“Well,” she stood.

Her small frame was proud and determined to win this battle.

“Myself Prim,” she gestured to herself  “and Dane,” then to one small boy “Connie,” the other boy “and Ethwan.”

“And Ethan.” you laughed.

Getting up, you looked to the mentioned blue boy and commented “You have a team of warriors.”

“Of course I do!” he cheered “We are going to win!”

❆   ❆   ❆

Everyone got onto their respective sides.

Yourself, Tyler and Mark on the left side of the lounge with Ethan, Prim, Dane and Connie on the opposing side.

“Alright men,” you began “I’ll take out Ethan, their biggest threat. Tyler, you take Dane and Connie. Mark, you get Prim.”

“Roger.” the two said in unison.

“But, watch for Connie, soldiers.” you forewarned “He’s a wild card.”

“Copy that.”

You three broke apart and got into dramatic positions. The children giggled.

“No!” Ethan cried “Don’t let them distract you!”

“Guns ready! Three, two, one! GO!” Tyler cheered.

The seven of you broke loose. Anarchy rained and childish giggles laced the joyful air. Mark was quick to be taken down by both Prim and Dane. Tyler went to the aid of his fallen comrade but was soon after jumped by Connie.

You laughed hysterically, forgetting your assigned task.

“Mark, no!” you whailed.

Though, the sadness was short lived when two arms snaked their way under your own. You gasped in surprise.

“I got her! I got her!” Ethan chuckled. His hands went to work on manipulating your sides. You body betrayed you in letting a laugh bubble through your throat.

“God NO!” You began to screech with laughter in joyus bursts.

You couldn’t really run away, so instead you dropped to your knees, hoping to leave Ethan’s grip. But he only dropped with you, encircling his arms around your torso to lessen your movement.

“E-E-Ethan! Hav-hahah-have merccc-c-cy!” you whined, laughing intensified.

“Give in (Y/n),” you heard Tyler chuckle “their power is unmatchable.”

“I givv-v-ve up!” you cried.

Ethan laughed and let you go, leaving you to catch some needed breath.

❆   ❆   ❆

Once the war was won, you all resorted to playing with the toy’s instead.

One toy in particular you thought was quite cute; an old fashioned toy phone. The one with the spin dial and the coil cord.

“Ah jee, doesn’t this bring memories.” You said to Ethan. He was standing next to you as you picked it up.

“Holy shit, that sure does.” he laughed “I used to have one, it was green.”

You smiled at the faded blue toy “But where’s the phone?”

“Sh!” Dane suddenly snapped “I’m on a call!”

You shook your head silently and looked up to Ethan. He grinned and shrugged.

At once you began to feel a tugging on your legs.

Both you and the blue haired boy looked down.

It was Dane wrapping the phone coil around both of you. He started to chat happily.

“Ethan and (Y/n) sittin’ in a tree!”

Soon both Tyler and Mark had joined in. Followed by a laughing Connie and a smiling Prim.

“K-I-S-S-I-N-G!” the group chorused “First comes love! Then comes marriage! Then comes a baby in the baby carriage!”

The coil bounded you and the youtuber together at the knees, hips and waist. You were physically pressed to each other.

Ethan’s face began to show a great contrast with his hair when it flushed red. Yours following suit.

“Mark, why are their faces red?” Connie whispered.

“Because they are in love.” Mark replied, beaming at the sight. Tyler let loose a hearty laugh when he heard Mark’s declaration.

❆   ❆   ❆

The rest of the evening was filled with many, many laughs and plenty of childish embarrassment. Though, the two of you did get freed eventually, the teasing did not let up. But, sooner or later, it drew close to bedtime.

You gently scooped up Connie and Dane once they began to yawn. Ethan picking up Prim.

“Time for the sleeps, kiddos’.” you lulled softly.

“Mark and I are going to clean this up,” Tyler smiled to you, gesturing to the cluster of throw about toys. You nodded to him quietly.

Gaining your way up the stairs, you reached the kids’ designated bedroom and placed both Dane and Connie in their beds. They both offered you hushed goodnights.

Ethan went to do the same, finding the small girl asleep in his arms. He was careful when resting her upon the covers, layering her in a fluffy down duvet.

“Awe,” you hummed “What a great dad you’d be.”

Though it was said in a joking matter, you had still meant it.

“Wouldn’t I though.” he beamed.

“Of course.” you agreed, walking to the door, stopping to let Ethan out before you.

He closed to door softly behind him.

“I’m sure I could master raising any amount of kids with one hand,” he joked.

You looked at him and chuckled.

“as long as you are holding the other one.”

You froze for a moment, your gaze raking his features. He simply smiled and leant forward.

Ethan’s lips meant yours in a calm, gentle kiss. You described it was warm, and firm.

Kissing him back was charming, you went and tied you arms around his neck, with his resting on your hips.

“So I expected you to put the kids to bed, not make some more.” Mark suddenly coughed.

Ethan and you were fast to break apart, the youtuber’s gaze collapsing awkwardly.

“Cooties…” Mark mumbled, retreating back down stairs.

You couldn’t help yourself when another placid smile captured your face. Babysitting sure wasn’t fun without friends.

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(A/n): THIS COULD HAVE BEEN WORSE I AM IMPRESSED

The Old College Try (Lin/Reader roommate AU)

Summary: You spent the summer before your freshman year of college thinking your roommate was going to be a girl named Lin. When you get to campus, that’s not what you find.

Part One: In which there are rooming assignment mishaps, salsa dancing, and Lunchables.  

You can find Part Two here!

Note: Write-a-thon Day 1! This can probably stand alone, but I’m tentatively calling it Part 1 out of 3. College!Lin is hard to walk away from, and I have plans for him.

Rating: T

Words: 2803

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My report and testimony wasn’t enough

I was out at a pretty rowdy bar with several coworkers, and shortly before bar time a man started grabbing at my (very meek and shy) friend as she walked past him on her way to order something at the bar. She was trying to politely get away from him and shot me the “help me” look, but he was all over her. I walked over and got in between them, telling him firmly to back off. I’m a very small female, he was a much larger and very muscular male, and he instantly stood up and got in my space, shouting at me to mind my own business. When I told him that, as my friend, her safety was my business, he made a fist and swung. His punch landed on my sternum, lifting me off my feet and sending me flying down a few stairs into several chairs and some bystanders. He and his buddies laughed while a giant friendly bouncer scooped me up off the floor and carried me outside. I could barely breathe and was seriously dazed. My friends all gathered outside and then we left. After trying for a few hours to sleep but being in too much pain, I headed to the ER. Tests showed I had internal bleeding in my chest cavity that was impeding my breathing. I was treated and sent home to rest and recover. Later the morning, I contacted the police to report it, and they basically just gave me lip service and blew me off, saying they would fill out a report but that I shouldn’t expect anything to come of it. The next day, the bouncer that helped me went to the police of his own volition to make a report. Suddenly the police took it all very seriously, conducted an investigation, and arrested the man who hit me. He was convicted of assault and battery, and sentenced to 18 months probation with court mandated therapy, all because another man spoke up on my behalf. My report and testimony, and the witness statements of my female friends apparently wasn’t enough. Go figure.

bite me | m

Originally posted by missmanfreda

◇ “Chanyeol — bite me!

◇ Chanyeol x reader

◇ vampire!au

◇ requested by anon; Good I please request a vampire chanyeol where you’re shy about your first time and he’s really sweet

◇ agshfjsj sorry ive been so mia!! Catching up on all the avengers fanfics ive missed while i was focusing on kpop lmao / also i tried to add a read more but i have no idea if it worked or not so——

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“You don’t feel… pressured, do you?” He watches you carefully.

“No! Not at all, really…”

Contrary to your assuring words, your skin trembles with every second and you can’t meet his eyes; Chanyeol has only had the pleasure of meeting you and calling you his mate for 4 months, but when your index finger hooks around the thumb of your opposite hand and you rock back and forth on your feet, he feels pity blossom in his chest like an unwelcomed garden weed — he finds it easy to read you.

“If you don’t want to do this, we don’t have to,” Chanyeol reminds you quietly, stepping closer until you stand chest to chest, and despite the matter at hand, his close proximity only serves to calm your nerves.

You sigh deeply, before a smile, small and nervous, flickers onto your features. You look up at him reassuringly, modding your head. “I know. But I — I want to.”

Sex wasn’t a new concept to you, despite not having taken part in any form of sexual intercourse — it wasn’t why you were nervous. It isn’t why you were painfully aware of your pulse thundering in your ears.

The source of your wavering and quickly depleting confidence were the two glimmering, shiny white canines that were hidden in Chanyeol’s gums — his fangs, which, if everything you were told about vampire tradition was true, would most likely be buried deep in your jugular during your love making.

You had considered whipping up a quick painless potion just so that you wouldn’t have to feel anything, but that wouldn’t only take away your pain, it would take away your pleasure too — and you didn’t want to feel nothing while Chanyeol was making love to you.

“It’s gonna happen sooner or later,” you add with a shrug and a weak, uncertain smile, folding your arms and hugging yourself close.

“I don’t want you to do this because ‘it’s gonna happen sooner or later’,” Chanyeol shakes his head, reaching down and intertwining your fingers. He lifts your knuckles to his lips, murmuring, “I want this to be memorable. I want you to enjoy yourself, my love.”

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i put a spell on you (part 1/2, zimbits)

This fic is for the ultra-cool @porcupine-girl who won my Fandom Trumps Hate auction and was so very generous with time and prompt leeway as this fic spun out of control. I hope the resulting silliness was worth the wait! ^_^

Please do me a favor and take nothing in the fic you’re about to read seriously.


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It was unnaturally quiet in the Haus when Bitty crept his way downstairs, picking his way around abandoned solo cups and other party debris to get to the kitchen, Señor Bun hitched on his hip. He swung open the door with a sigh. He had expected the mess, but it was still disappointing to see the sheer amount of trash and spills on the floor after Epikegster the night before. Bitty set his rabbit on the counter and Señor Bun immediately began to sniff around the solo cups.

“Don’t drink anything,” Bitty warned. Señor Bun thumped the counter in protest and Bitty gave him a look and wagged a finger at him. “I mean it.”

The rabbit seemed at least momentarily convinced to stay put so Bitty turned and pulled open one of the bottom cabinets to tear off a new garbage bag from the roll. He made quick work of the various cups and drinks left on the counter and sprayed everything down with bleach before scrubbing away the evidence of any of the sticky tub juice and beer on the counter at least. Señor Bun wrinkled his nose at the bleach but hopped out of the way as Bitty cleaned around him. Bitty’s shoes still stuck to the floor when he moved, but that could be a problem for Ransom and Holster whenever they dragged themselves out of bed. He only needed the clean counter for now.

He checked his phone and rolled his eyes at himself.

“Lord, who am I up at six on a morning after a party like that?” Bitty asked Señor Bun absentmindedly. Señor Bun thumped his foot loudly, registering a complaint at the early hour as well and Bitty scratched behind his ear which elicited even more thumping.

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Break-Up (Peter Parker x Tony Stark's Daughter!Reader)

Request: Hiii can I request where you’re Tony’s daughter and he forces Peter to break up with you thanks

(A/N) Again, so sorry for posting so late. I’m swamped with school work, but I promise to try to write and post more often. Honestly, I’ve had this stuck in my inbox for a week and kept forgetting to post. Sorry.

Originally posted by going-going--gone

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