This prompt was sitting in my massive page of notes, and I don’t know what message it came from, but it was next in line to be written, so!
Neil would be worried that Andrew was cheating (even though he never would) and Andrew would have to reassure him.
There is a winter inside of Neil that he hadn’t had time to prepare for, like he’s living in a summer home that doesn’t know what to do with cold weather other than bow its head and take the damage.
He’s never been jealous before. He’s never been so willing to kill someone who hasn’t killed anybody first.
He looks up from the breathe in breathe out of day to day life and Andrew is there like the respirator he’s hooked into. If someone looks at Andrew, Neil feels it like a hitch in the machinery of his breathing — what if Andrew looks back? What if he gets enough distance from the bad things in his life that he realizes Neil is just another bad thing in disguise? What if he understands, as Neil does, that he deserves someone who isn’t violent and shaky and dishonest by nature?
He takes Marshall down to the floor of the court, hard. His head spills back in such a way that Neil can tell he’s been concussed, brain pitched back against skull. He scrabbles with Neil’s wrists but Neil pins his hands down on his own throat, pushing in just so. Marshall’s hands flex away from his windpipe. He thinks his own face might be screwed up into a snarl but he’s too numb to tell.
“Did you fuck him?”
“What… the fuck, Josten, no, do you think he would let me—“
A lift and a slam back into the floor, and Marshall gurgles. “I didn’t ask if he let you. I asked if you fucked him.”
“No, no, I didn’t, Neil, come on.” His voice is garbled, Neil’s hands on his hands on his throat are a sweaty stack. “I know you’re together,” he says quietly, “and I wasn’t… I mean I flirt—I hit on everyone.”
“Not him,” Neil says icily. His fingers curl, Marshall makes a small, wet sound. He thinks about the way that Andrew let Marshall sit next to him on the bench. Neil had been playing, and he’d seen Andrew’s mouth move, talking to another teammate for the first time since they’d signed together. Marshall had thrown his head back and laughed.
Neil had taken a ball to the abdomen and reeled into another striker, been shoved back, started a slurry of violence that ended in a yellow card. When Andrew finally looked at him, it had been with disappointment.
Neil blinks and feels the padding of Marshall’s gear under his thighs, the wheezing rise of his chest. He lets go of his neck and he coughs and gasps.
“You can’t—“ he tries. “He wouldn’t want—“ He hates the ugly way he’s trying to convince himself out loud, the tremor in his voice. “He didn’t come home until morning. He smelled like your shitty menthols.”
“You’re not… who?” you blinked, taking a step back and away from him.
“I’m not-” Dean took a deep breath,trying to calm down his wildly beating heart; it was out now there was nothing he could do to take it back and maybe he didn’t want to “I’m not Jensen.”
“What- what do you mean you’re not Jensen?” you blinked the tears from your eyes, watching him carefully and Dean hated himself for how you seemed to withdraw from him even more.
“I’m not going to hurt you.” he whispered, his voice rough; feeling a pang in his chest as you took yet another step back “I swear I’m not gonna hurt you just- I need you to listen to me, please. And then- then you can do whatever you want. Run, leave for good or kick me as hard as you can, I’ll take it.” he lowered his head letting out a shaky breath “I’d take it all from you.” he closed his eyes for a moment.
“I asked you one thing: What the hell are you talking about?” you pursed your lips, trying to seem brave although your hands were shaking.
“I’m not Jensen, not your husband Jensen.” he breathed out, looking at you “I’m Dean, Dean Winchester. The very same character your husband plays in the show, Supernatural. We’re here from our universe because a witch-”
okay so i was going to make a post about how Harrison deserves a hug, right, because wow, he sure does, but i just
Harrison gets pushed around a lot, right? gets made fun of and mocked and shit, and it’s shitty, yeah, but
if you look at it in the light of the ‘reveal’ of how his parents view him…
Harrison probably thrives off these interactions. because they aren’t afraid of him. they don’t care that he can actually fucking set fire to someone, or that he can disappear something forever and not get it back, they’re going to fuck with him anyway, and just
when his parents flinch away from him, he goes all ‘oh you’re still doing that?’ because he’s gotten so used to people being used to his powers, used to people not being afraid of him at all, and just
REQUEST: can you please do an “episode” wherein Katsuki, Todoroki and/or Kirishima got hit by some kind of quirk that gave some wolf features and tendencies and with our little Izuka in the middle. Que: Deku Protecyion Squad plus Dad!Might. Que: Kinky/ hot (borderline lemon…only as a suggestion!) scenarios with either of the three boys mentioned (or possbly a dekubowl) due to Alpha tendencies xD And lastly; que: Fem!Izuku being an oblivious cinnamonroll, chaos ensue.
So I wrote this to the best of my abilities! The characters are slightly aged up - being in their third years when this all occurs. The story basically follows along with the three of them getting hit with a powerful side effect from a villain’s quirk, causing them to have some new features and new urges that get them all riled up. It’s a lot more peaceful than when I first planned, but I like the tone of it so far.
IT WAS 13 PAGES LONG. I had to stop it somewhere! XD If people would like me to continue it, I would be MORE than happy to - it might honestly become it’s own little side story with abo dynamics and Izuka’s own little harem ;)
***WARNING: THIS HAS SOME SUGGESTED THEMES IN IT, IF YOU DON’T LIKE THAT PLEASE DON’T READ!***
“How the fucking hell did I get stuck with you two fuckers?”
Bakugou sneered as he looked around the large office the three boys were placed in, waiting for the hero known as Hound Dog to appear. He was a counselor at UA and agreed to help with the current assignment the students of 1-A were doing at the moment. Supposedly the class had been split up into teams of students who don’t always pair up with each other - hence Bakugou’s current predicament.
“Aw come on Bakubro! You don’t really mean that.” Kirishima’s grin irritated the blonde further, his palms flaring up within his gloves. “The three of us as a team is like a dream team! I bet we will ace this assignment no problem!”
“That all depends on if Bakugou can control his temper.” Todoroki’s eyes hardened on Bakugou’s shaking form as he sat patiently on the couch. “I’m afraid I’ll never be able to work with someone who is this explosive at times.”
“The fuck you say?!”
“See what I mean?”
Kirishima groaned as he fell against the chair adjacent to the couch. “Come on Bakugou. What has you so riled up anyway?”
“It probably has something to do with where Midoriya was placed.” Todoroki looked up to see Bakugou pacing as if thinking to himself now.
“I almost can say I feel the same. Izuka can handle her own, but the two on her team are a little… frightening.” Kirishima cringed, thinking back to placements and Izuka’s face as her name was called alongside Mineta’s and Aoyama’s.
“If that ball headed purple fucker even touches her I swear to kami I’ll blow him up so fucking good no one will be able to recognize him.”
Todoroki nodded his agreement. “That is something I can actually agree with you on Bakugou. If he lays a finger on her…” The flames on his left side suddenly sparked to life and Kirishima yelped as Todoroki slowly cooled himself down. “Sorry.”
“No dude it’s okay! Honestly! Just- wow you feel just as strongly about that as Bakubro and I do.”
“Midoriya is a close friend… she means…” Todoroki’s eyes looked up to glance at Bakugou. “She means alot to me.”
Bakugou’s teeth grit as he moved to say something before a large howl filled the room. “Settle down you three! It’s time to start the mission!”
Here There Be Gerblins Part 1: TAZ Pre-Finale Relisten Recap
I’m doing the uncut version. Pray for me.
Travis has his entire character and backstory locked and loaded prior to the pilot. Justin has come up with the name Taako. Both of these things are equally ridiculous in completely different ways.
BONUS: Justin: “I’m playing a wizard and his name is spelled T-A-A-K-O.” Travis: “So like… Tae… Tae-koh?” Justin: “Well, I mean, it’s-” Griffin: “Is your wizard named… are you naming your god damn wizard Taco?”
Travis describes Magnus’s stats as “everything’s twenties across the board, plus twenties on all of his skill checks, and he has a magic sword that kills people in one hit” and the fact that this is NOT ACTUALLY THAT FAR OFF FROM CURRENT MAGNUS is absolutely wild
Taako was originally an acolyte of Oghma, god of wizardly shit. That tidbit got dusted real fast, probably for the best.
Clint actually says that Merle being a good dancer is a character trait in this episode. In the Legato/Voidfish loop Clint studies interpretive jazz dance at the conservatory. Good job Clint
Motion to make points of inspiration being fucking useless into an IPRE meme even though that doesn’t make any sense.
When Clint remarks about his inexperience with D&D Travis actually says, word for word, “I honestly believe that dad is going to be the best one at this game. I mean skill, you gotta roll your dice and not blow it.” Holy shit does this particular tune change. Poor Clint and his cursed rolls.
Clint describes some no-bakes that Justin made and Griffin says he should be the one DMing the game. Clint McElroy superhero campaign for next arc confirmed?
PROMPT: 3 times Gavin’s wings were the prettiest things Ryan saw, and one time Ryan’s were the prettiest Gavin saw. (King AU)
For @justisaisfine - thank you so much for your generosity and support <3 <3 <3
“So you’re the thief King Ramsey has so wisely decided to let into the castle.”
Ryan raises his eyebrows as Gavin jumps, whirling around from where he was perched on the edge of the castle’s tallest turret. His eyes widen, and Ryan fights a smirk. He knows he makes an imposing sight - the Royal Sorcerer, with his heavy black robes sewn with shimmering silver runes, his hood casting his face into shadow. Especially for an outsider, new to the kingdoms, who knows him only from rumour.
Hi! I’m actually listening to woman by harry and its one of my fave songs of his and the lyrics “I hope you can see, the shape I’ve been in. While he’s touching your skin. This thing upon me, howls like a beast’ really catches my attention. Can you make a story that harry and y/n r best friends but harry loves y/n more than a friend also y/n loves harry but y/n thought harry can never love her, so she dated someone so she could forget her feelings for harry and harry is jealous
Thank you so much for the request, I actually love this idea very very much, so I hope you enjoy! Requests are still open as well!
Harry had been stressed out completely from his full day on campus.
This was his third term in college and it was truly kicking his ass. The only thing that made his life experience in college better was his best friend Y/N.
They had met his first term while she was in her second. He was sitting by himself in the campus cafe after his first class of the day and she approached him, asking if he was alone and would like some company.
He still remembered that day like it was yesterday.
- you meet hansol in high school - you remember walking into class one day and the teacher announces that there’s a new kid in the class - this cool boy enters the classroom and you could already tell a few girls developed a tiny crush on him - the new kid introduces himself as hansol vernon chwe and he just moved to korea from america - you’re like wow good-looking, fluent english and cool? he’s going to be popular i can see it - but you know what surprisingly not - hansol prefers to keep to himself you noticed when a bunch of girls approached him during breaktime and all he did was answer in one word or simply nod - he’s just so awkward and quiet that everyone kind of…… forgot about him……. like his popularity just died so quickly - it also doesn’t help that he always has his headphones on but you know what we’ll get back to this later - hansol disappears during lunchtime you notice, like he’s never eating in class or in the cafeteria - one day, you want to go eat up on the roof because it’s such a nice sunny day - but your friends tell you that they have to go to the teacher’s office to ask some questions about the new material you’re learning but you didn’t want to waste such a beautiful day so you go by yourself - and up there you find hansol - he’s sitting by the fence and looking at the view while listening to his headphones - but what catches your eye are the notebooks scattered around him, especially the one in his hand - you’re like wait is he an artist?? - you walk towards him and once you reach him, you tap his shoulder, causing him to turn around and pull down his headphones - he asks “oh hi, uhhh do you need anything?” - you shake your head and ask “what are you doing up here all by yourself?” - hansol looks down at his notebook for a second and says “i’m….. working on something…” and you ask “oh are you getting started on the project (teacher name) gave us?? wow you’re quick” - and hansol says “oh no it’s a personal project actually” he pauses before continuing “if it’s no trouble at all…… do you mind…… helping me out?” - you say “oh sure idk if i’ll be of any help but i could try” and you sit next to him and he passes you his notebook and says “can you let me know what you think of this?” - you look down at the notebook and you realize that it’s not a sketch - but rap lyrics - you’re like !!! DID YOU WRITE THESE YOURSELF ??? and hansol shyly nods his head - you tell him “THIS IS AMAZING I DIDN’T KNOW YOU COULD WRITE LYRICS THIS GOOD” and with his permission, you flip through the other pages and they’re just filled with drafts of rap lyrics he wrote himself - you continue to admire his work when hansol suddenly nudges you - when you turn to him, he holds out his headphones to you and says “can you listen to these too? if you don’t mind, i mean….. it’s just a little something i’ve been working on lately” - and you discover that he takes instrumentals of certain songs and inserts his own lyrics into them and he’s just so talented - you also discover that you both have the same music taste and you bond over it for the rest of the lunch period - when it’s over, hansol says “ummm do you maybe…. want to walk to class together….?” and of course you say “YES LET’S GO” - hansol moves from his spot next to the window to the spot next to you and your whole class is like ohhh what’s happening here ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) - on days you’re free, you meet up with hansol during lunch period or after school for updates on his rap lyrics - and through these little meet-ups guess what you become BEST FRIENDS - you notice how quiet hansol is in class and in front of people he’s not familiar with but he’s so fricking loud when he’s with you - while everyone’s like “hansol you should speak more!!” you’re like “no no stfu not another word hansol” - hangouts either mean sitting around in some secret hideout or in a nice restaurant with a patio where hansol can write lyrics and you can eat all the food because he’s treating you - when you go to his house for the first time you meet his little sister sofia and she LOVES you - hansol was so happy because sofia means the world to him but when she started telling you a bunch of embarrassing and stupid things he’s done, he always finds excuses to not let you come over - “hansol raps while he’s sitting on the toilet” “SOFIA” - “omg did you know he never brought a girl home because he’s scared of girls you’re the first—” “SOFIA ENOUGH” - the type whose laugh is funnier than the joke - rap battles out of nowhere - normally really quiet and calm until he wins something, it could be something small like a free bubble tea but he’d act like he won a music award - “(NAME) I WON THIS” - dances so awkwardly it makes you cringe for life - but then when one of his favorite songs come on, he knows every step and moves fluidly and you’re like ??? who are you ??? - knows the raps for like every song you’re like JUST HOW - you have to drag him everywhere because he’s either never in the mood to do something or he’d rather just stay home and watch movies all day - “no hansol we’re going to check out that new ice cream shop you’re coming with me I DON’T CARE IF YOU DON’T WANT TO TOO BAD” - but when he wants to go somewhere, you’re the first person who pops into his mind - because you’re the first friend he made at his new school, and you’re the first person who kept talking to him despite how quiet and awkward he is - he can’t thank you enough - “aaand here’s your birthday card!!” - “….did you write these lyrics about me?” - “maaaybe. oh and this is your gift, sorry it’s small but you know i’m only 17 i only got a few dollars” - “hansol you’re 19 now shut up”
soulmate au where a soulmate can feel the pain of their other soulmate
pain meaning like, if one gets hit the other feels it, so it’s a lot of physical pain and also anything internal
Hansol’s one to not really care all that much, he’s just gives a shrug like ‘if it happens it happens’
but it’s not like he doesn’t care entirely, he’s just really lowkey
let’s just say you’re not the most careful person on earth, but it’s okay because Hansol really isn’t either
once a day he runs into a desk, you know that type of run in where the desk hits your hip and suddenly it goes all downhill
yeah Hansol does that once a day
and yeah, you really really hate him for it
because once you were giving a presentation in class when Hansol ran into a desk and the teacher did not find it funny when you swore in front of the class
to be honest it becomes kind of this thing where you two just hurt yourselves to get back at each other
Hansol: Seungkwan quick punch me!!
Jeonghan: STOP HURTING YOUR SOULMATE
but other than that sometimes accidents do happen
like the time seungcheol tried to give hansol one of the buddy buddy punches but accidentally used too much force and when he hit hansol, you literally tumbled forward onto the ground
hansol knows your period cycle
how you ask?
bc he suffers with you
he doesn’t get the blood aspects but all the cramps
tries to get out of school by claiming period cramps
the nurse isn’t amused and hansol screams “IT’S MY SOULMATE”
he calls your period ‘his period’ too
bc of this he learns a few tricks to lessening the cramps
okay but how you two meet is through seungkwan
not through seungkwan, technically it’s just him piecing everything together and then a huge lightbulb dinging in his head
you and hansol actually go to the same school
your classrooms are actually right next to each other, you two have just never had the chance to run into each other or talk
basically you’re standing in the hallway with a group of friends and hansol is sitting with his right near the door of the classroom
Seungkwan is walking to class and he passes by you when you say ‘i’m on my period again, these cramps are killing me’
seungkwan walks into class where he proceeds to hear hansol say ‘my soulmate’s cramps are really killing me’
and seungkwan freezes bc wow this is some either really coincidental stuff or they’re soulmates
seungkwan then stands in the doorway bc seungkwan’s gotta get the deets
“yesterday my soulmate ran into another desk or something and now i have this gigantic bruise on my hip’
‘I ran into another desk yesterday and got this huuuge bruise, look’
“HANSOL OMG’ seungkwan is literally freaking out
hansol: ‘lmao, it’s huge right’ bc he so obviously thinks seungkwan is screaming about the bruise
‘YOU’RE SOULMATE IS IN THE HALLWAY’
yes, thats how you two meet. with seungkwan screaming and exposing it
hansol’s actually really shy and quiet at first
like he doesn’t know what to do, he’s never had a soulmate before
but he actually warms up really quick bc you talk about how clumsy he must be to always be running into desk
and he’s like ‘says the person who makes it feel like i’m being stabbed once a month’
But after all the getting use to each other, hansol becomes a GIANT meme
You know those relationship memes, he sends you those throughout the day with the word ‘us’ written after it
Thats it, thats all he texts you for an 5 hours
once on a date, hansol tried to show that he could eat something really spicy but it backfired now you and hansol are screaming bc your tongues are burning
“THIS IS YOUR FAULT WHY WOULD YOU THINK YOU COULD EAT SOMETHING SPICY”
The first time hansol decides to cook for you is actually a big step in the relationship
bc a slightly clumsy boy + knives and a stove/oven what could possibly go wrong
so you’re watching him, with very careful eyes, you’re just staring at him
“Stop staring you’re making me nervous”
“YOU’RE THE ONE MAKING ME NERVOUS”
you finally look away bc you know you have to trust him at some point so you’re idly playing on your phone when you feel a really sharp pain on your hand and you’re hissing really loud and when you look over at hansol, he’s just really stone faced
‘Did you cut yourself?’
you’re bandaging his hand and for some reason the air is really kind of tense and you ask him what’s wrong and he just gives you this really down look as he’s holding your hand like “does it hurt?”
and you swear your heart is melting bc this is possibly one of the cutest things he could do and say to you
you’re giving him a really big smile while assuring him that you’ll live through it and you just plant a really soft kiss on top of his nose and he does that kind of smile laugh when you do it and his eyes are crinkling at the feeling of your lips on his nose
once hurt himself while dabbing and you banned him from dabbing for the rest of the day
Anyways, soulmate hansol is just a small meme that wants to show off sometimes but ends up hurting both of you but he’s doing it in a really loving way and he always always makes sure you’re okay, and as much as he really wants to take care of you, it really ends up with you taking care of him and can’t believe someone as lovely as you puts up with his slightly clumsy butt.
What would happen if the paladin + Allura and Coran see a half-Human/Galra in the blades of marmora?
interesting prompt……. i like
Shiro would, first of all, be quite confused. The only half-Human, half-Galra they knew was Keith. Was it even possible that there could be another one? He may ask a few questions, try to learn a little more about this person because he’s genuinely confused and wants to know about it all, including their heritage and why they’re in the Blade.
Keith is a mix between excited that there’s another half-blood like him and some sort of melancholic feeling. He can’t really explain why he feels so sad all of a sudden, but it’s quickly replaced by the fact that there is another half-Galran child right in front of him. Now, he acts like he normally does, keeping himself a little closed, but he does ask a few questions. Wants to know about their involvement in the Blade of Marmora and how they came to be apart of it.
Hunk “wow Keith. It’s like you’ve got a sibling now” Garrett, tbh. He says something along the lines of that to Keith when they find out about the other half-Human, half-Galra child. Laughs at his reaction, but gets just a little bashful when they’re actually around. Lets Keith, Pidge, and Shiro do all the questioning about things because he’s too busy thinking about “what if Keith and this person are related lmao”
Lance, as always, probably thinks it to be a little cool at first. He cracks jokes about it, mostly directed in Keith’s direction (”Hah, looks like you’re not so special anymore, Keith” earned him a stomp on the foot from aforementioned Paladin). Stands back with Hunk and talks about conspiracy theories involving this new half-breed while the other 3 ask questions.
Pidge, being Pidge, is ever-inquisitive. They want to ask a lot of questions and, as such, asks them. They throw them out in rapid fire, so much so that Shiro has to place a hand on their shoulder to prompt them to slow down. They slow down and repeats some of their questions at a pace the rebel can understand and answer. Really just wants to know why they’re in the Blade, how they got there, and which Galran is their parent.
Allura is low-key kind of suspicious. How and why was there another half-Galran? Really just wants answers to the questions Shiro, Pidge, and Keith are asking since they’re the ones who have already voiced the same things she’s thinking about. She’s ready to enlist their help if they’re showing interest in the fight against Zarkon, now matter how wary she may be.
Coran is forever an excitable man. He’s the first one to introduce himself out of Team Voltron, enthusiastically shaking their hand. May or may not take it a step further and is the one to introduce them to the rest of his teammates. (”That’s Shiro, Hunk, Pidge, and Lance. The one acting all quiet is Keith. He’s half-Galran, too, so you’ll get along just great. And that’s Princess Allura!”) He’s totally invested in their backstory and the answers they give to the team’s questions.
hell yeah! i’ll post my ghost keith story later, because it ended up being a lot darker than i thought it would be. this was longer than i thought it would be and i wrote a second part but i think i’ll post that later too. thanks everyone for the suggestions!!
Shiro gets lost in a corn maze and Keith reveals a whole new side.
corn maze goes about as well as to be expected—which is to say, not very.
Pidge’s idea, because she takes all the finer points of the holiday almost as
serious as Keith does, but in all the wrong ways. Between her and Matt, they’re
in for at least three jump scares a season. It’s like no one ever explained
that Halloween isn’t April Fool’s Day: Extreme Edition. But knowing what Shiro
knows about their family, Sam Holt probably considers that his life’s work.
when Pidge suggests with innocence and carefully constructed casualty that they
go to the corn maze on Halloween, every one of Shiro’s alarm bells goes off.
But majority rule wins, and even though Keith is unfailingly loyal, two against
three—those three in particular—is nothing. At least Matt’s off-world, and
Pidge does have a point: a corn maze in the day time is less terrifying than a
corn maze at night.
“Calum!” His annoying girlfriend called out to him as soon as she barged into his house on our friend group’s annual movie night. Calum his my best friend, and in our group is Michael, Ashton, and Luke. They are literally my only friends, and I love them dearly, but I hate, hate Calum’s girlfriend. She hates me too.
Whenever Calum turns his back, or isn’t around, she a straight up bitch to me, and sometimes to the other boys too. Yet, Calum doesn’t know, and one time I tried to tell him, he yelled at me and we didn’t talk for days. It sucks honestly, but what can you do? Calum is oblivious.
When she came and sat down on his lap, I groaned and rolled my eyes. Michael chuckled and Luke tried to hid his smirk. Ashton just smiled and shook his head. “Oh, you’re here.” I said with a distaste in my mouth. The boys -all except for Calum- chuckled. Calum sighed, “Y/n just leave Molly alone, we’ve been over this, we’re a couple.” I sighed and let out a half-hearted laugh.
"Ok Cal, whatever. You can go back to sucking your girlfriend’s dick now.“ I said as I walked out of the living room and into the kitchen. In the background, I heard the boys howling with laughter.
I turned around to look at the person who was standing in the doorway, and what do you know? It’s the bitch herself. "Listen to me Y/n, I don’t understand what you’re doing, but you really need to back the fuck off of Calum, he’s my boyfriend, and you’re nothing but a loser piece of shit who can’t get her pathetic life together.” She spit out and turned away and left before I could attack her.
I growled and stormed back into the living room, “Cal, can I talk to you?” I asked as he nodded and walked into the kitchen with me. “What’s up Y/n?” He asked as I sighed, “Listen Cal, I’m going to say this straight out, and I’ve tried to tell you before, but Molly is a total bitch ok? She literally just said how pathetic I was and how I’m such a piece of shit and can never do anything right!” I shouted as I started to grow angrier and angrier.
Calum sighed, “Listen Y/n, I don’t mean to offend you or anything,” oh no, he isn’t, “But, maybe she’s right. You are kind of reluctant on leaning towards my fame and wealth to leach off of me.” He said as my jaw dropped.
“How the fuck can you say that, when all I do is buy everything when we go out, spend the most money on you guys, take care of you guys, buy everything we ever need to have parties and movie marathons, and do everything I fucking can to help and support you!” I fumed at him. “All she does is make you buy her things, and call me names, and make fun of the boys, and all of that shit that you must think is so amazing. Right Calum?”
He rolled his eyes and stalked back into the living room with everyone else. I was fuming, and I was so fucking fed up with her putting things into Calum’s head like that. I waked back into the living room as calmly as I could and spoke loudly. “Hey Luke? Can you come into the kitchen with me, I have a problem and I need a real friend to help me.” I said glaring at Calum the whole time.
Luke looked around at me and then to Calum and widened his eyes while getting up quickly and rushing into the kitchen with me. “Listen Luke, Calum was just all like how I leach off of him and do all of this shit, and how Molly never says anything to me, or you guys for that matter, so I have a plan. I’m telling you first, because you’d be my seconds best friend, after that dickhead I call a best friend, and I really need your help to get Molly on tape, to talk about what she always says to us.” I spoke in a quiet hushed tone.
Luke grew a huge smile on his face and nodded his head enthusiastically, “I’m totally in, I hate that bitch just as much as you do.” He said with a chuckle. I laughed along as we walked back into the living room. “Hey guys, I was thinking we should go back to my place. We could play video games and I have beer.” I suggested facing Ashton and Michael.
They both looked at each other in confusion and I faced my back towards Calum and Molly. I directed my eyes to the side Calum was on and slowly shook my head so they could -hopefully- see that we needed to get away from Calum and Molly.
Ashton seemed to catch on and nodded his head for him and Michael. “Yeah, me and Mike will come with you guys, it sounds like a lot of fun.” He said with a smile as they both got up. They said goodbye to Calum, as did Luke -yet no one said goodbye to Molly. I didn’t say goodbye to either of them, and right before we left I heard Calum call out to us, “Wait, guys, can we come with you?” He asked with a look of doubt on his face.
I laughed sarcastically, “Of course not Calum, you’ve been a dick to me, and I really just want to hang out with my best friends without someone who finds it ok -and apparently loves- when my self esteem gets lowered.” I said with a glare as I turned and motioned the boys to leave so I could go to. The last thing I heard when we left was Calum sigh and Molly laugh.
We arrived back to my house and I gathered everyone in the living room. “Ok, listen up, I say, Luke, you get Calum out of the house while us three set up some cameras and everything all around his house. When everything is finished, we’ll call Calum and have a get together to ‘apologize’ and all that.” I said as we started to make the plan.
Ashton chimed in next, “We need to also somehow get Y/n and Molly in the same room alone so Molly says all of those things to her again. This time, it will all be on tape so Calum will be forced to see how awful she is.” I smiled and nodded along to what he was saying.
“Great!” Luke said, “But why do I have to distract him?” He questioned as I sighed, “Listen Luke, you always know how to force Calum to do things he doesn’t want to do. Have him out of the house and do something until we tell you we’re done ok? That’s the most important part of the mission so don’t fuck it up. Ok?” I asked as he nodded with a small smile.
“Ok, let’s get this started,” Michael said with a smile, “I have a friend who works at a tech store and can get us some really good cameras. I’ll bring them here tomorrow so Luke, call Calum up and tell him you want to do something tomorrow.” He instructed as he went to call his friend about the cameras.
This is going to be so good.
Everything was going according to plan, Luke was out with Calum, and Michael had brought the cameras. Me, Ash, and Mike were at Calum’s house setting everything up. We had three cameras out in the kitchen, four in the living room, and two in the hallway. We didn’t want to do the bedrooms or the bathrooms just incase something we weren’t supposed to see happened.
When everything was finally finished, we left Cal’s and called him to have an 'apology’ get together for Molly and Cal. He bought the whole thing.
When the 'party’ actually started, the boys had somehow figured out a way to get them into the kitchen while me and Molly were both sitting in the living room across from each other.
“Wow, Y/n did you gain weight?” Was the first thin Molly started off with in her spiral of insults. I smirked as she kept going. “I mean, you certainly look fatter, but that must just because you never get off your ass and do anything productive with yourself. You know? I really think you should get a job or something.” You laughed, “Molly, I’m off of college for the summer, I cant get a decent job without a college degree.”
She sighed, “Well I was going to say you could go into modeling, but you’re too fucking ugly for that. Plus, they wouldn’t want a worthless lowlife like you there anyways.” As she finished saying that, the boys all came back.
Calum sat next to Molly on one couch, and the rest of us sat piled on top of each other in the tiny couch. “Ow Luke you punched me in the face.” Michael complained as I laughed at him, my laughter was then cut short as Luke was pushed onto me and crushed me. “Ow Luke.” I whined out.
“Maybe we should head out and do something.” Ashton suggested, “Is everyone game?” He asked everyone, including Calum and Molly. Calum looked over to Molly and she nodded with an eye roll. Calum smiled, “Yeah, we’re in, let’s go,” Everyone stood up. “Actually, I think I’m going to go home, I’ve some things to do today, so I can’t really hang out.” I lied as I looked at Michael knowingly.
Michael gasped, “Oh shit, I just forgot I had something to do as well. Looks like it’s just you guys going.” He said as everyone left Calum’s house. While they all went in a car somewhere, me and Michael drove around the block so Calum wouldn’t get suspicious, and walked back inside his home.
“Alright, lets get these cameras down and into a dvd to show Cal her bratty attitude once and for all.” I said with a small smile on my face as we started getting to work. When it was all finished, I took the tape to my uncle’s to get it changed into a dvd to show Calum. “By this time tomorrow Mikey, this should all be over.” I sighed with a smile as Michael pulled me into a side hug and rubbed my shoulders.
When the next day hit, the boys and I walked up to Calum’s door and knocked so we could get in. The dvd in my hands was starting to get sweaty because of my palms. The door opened and Calum showed up and looked confused, “Hey guys, what’re you doing here?” I ignored him and walked inside with the boys following behind me. “Is Molly here?” I asked as I looked around the room.
Calum shook his head, “No she’s not here.” I smiled, “Good, the boys and I have something to show you.” I had Calum sit down on the couch as I put the dvd in.
“Wow, Y/n did you gain weight?" The Molly that was on the screen said. I smirked as she kept going. "I mean, you certainly look fatter, but that must just because you never get off your ass and do anything productive with yourself. You know? I really think you should get a job or something.” You laughed, “Molly, I’m off of college for the summer, I cant get a decent job without a college degree.”
She sighed, “Well I was going to say you could go into modeling, but you’re too fucking ugly for that. Plus, they wouldn’t want a worthless lowlife like you there anyways.” As she finished saying that, the boys all came back, and she put a large smile on her face.
The video cut out and we all looked at Calum. Ashton was the first to speak, “Listen man, she’s been saying things like this for the whole amount of time you’ve been dating her. It’s also not just Y/n she says these things to, she says things to all of us, we just got this part on tape to show you.” Ashton sighed as we all looked to Cal to see his reaction.
He sighed and walked out with his phone in hand. We all looked defeated as he walked out to the kitchen. We were all silent for a while until he came back with a bright smile on his face. “I broke up with her, thanks for showing me that guys, and I’m really sorry for not believing you guys. Can you forgive me?” He asked while not looking at any of us.
I shrugged and walked up to him and wrapped my arms around him. “Of course Cal. We forgive you. At least you broke up with her right?” I asked with a laugh as he hugged me back. “Group hug!” Luke yelled and everyone was suddenly engulfed in a hug.
At the end of the day, we are all the five best of friends, and nothing, not even a demon from hell can stop us from being together in the end.
Taehyung hugged you a little bit tighter and talked while looking into Jimin’s eyes.
“And that’s why I’m going to take care of them. In this house. In front of your eyes.”
Eyes wide open, you looked at Taehyung. What was he saying?
All of a sudden, Jimin started laughing. You looked at him in disbelief. Was he really laughing right now? In this situation?
You opened your mouth to say something to him but he stopped laughing and started talking. “Wow, the time has come!” He chuckled lightly. “Our Taehyung lost his mind.”
A breathy laugh escaped Taehyung’s mouth and he nuzzled his nose in your hair while stroking your cheek with his thump. “I’m actually pretty serious right know.”
You on the other hand stood there, frozen, and didn’t know what to do. You felt dizzy and the sharp pain in your belly wasn’t making it any better.
Seeing Taehyung’s movements made something snap inside of Jimin. Taking big steps toward the both of you, he yanked you away from Taehyung and hissed. “Don’t touch her.”
He started walking toward the door but Taehyung’s words stopped him.
“Yah, Park Jimin! Does she know?”
You could feel Jimin’s grip around your wrist getting tighter. Clenching his jaw, he glared at Taehyung.
“Oh wow, she doesn’t know? Then I’m really glad to be the one telling her what kind of a bastard you are.”
Confused, you turned to Taehyung. “Tae what are you talking abou-”
Before you could end your sentence, Jimin walked toward Taehyung and pushed him. “Shut up!”
Jimin turned around but Taehyung started talking again. “Why? I think she needs to know that the father of her daughter is cheating on her with another woman?”
“I SAID SHUT UP!” And with that, he punched Taehyung in the face.
Walking toward you again, he held your arm and started walking. “Let’s go.”
You yanked your arm out of his grip and stopped walking. “W-What is he talking about?”
He reached out for you again but you pushed him. “WHAT IS HE TALKING ABOUT JIMIN?!”
“You heard right, Y/N. He’s cheating on you.”
You walked toward Jimin and slapped him for the second time today. “You never really loved me.”
You were breathing heavily and the pain in your belly was getting worser.
“Was I not good enough for you?” Tears were rolling down your face and your whole body was shaking. Both of you were standing while he was looking at his hands and you were looking at him.
“I waited for you, Jimin. Every night, I waited for you.. Do you know how many sleepless nights I spent? Just because I could open the door for you when you came home.. Just because you wouldn’t feel lonely when you came home..”
He wasn’t looking up and neither was he speaking.
“I bet you came home because she had no time for you. Right? You didn’t give a crap about me. Never. You just didn’t want to be alone and that’s why you came home to me and pretended to be happy and interested..”
The pain in your belly was getting unbearable. You held your belly with your right hand and held Jimin’s chin harshly with your other hand.
“You don’t deserve us, Jimin. You don’t deserve my baby! You don’t deserv-”
But before you could end your sentence everything went black.
“We can’t hear a heartbeat!”
“She’s unconscious, that’s not good for the baby!”
“Doctor, I can’t hear the baby’s heartbeat!”
“We gonna have to deliver the baby emergency C-section!”
Slowly, you opened your eyes. You were in a hospital room and when you looked around you saw that three nurses and one doctor was standing around your bed while one was doing something on your belly, the other one was doing something on your arm and the doctor was talking to Taehyung. Wait why was Taehyung here? Where was Jimin? What happened? Is your daughter okay?
After hearing your voice, Taehyung run toward you and held your hand while stroking your hair.
“Everything is going to be okay, Y/N. Don’t worry I’m here.”
“Doctor, I still can’t hear the baby’s heartbeat!” One nurse shouted.
What was she saying?!
“What?! What’s wrong with my baby?!” You tried to stand up but the nurses held you tight so you couldn’t move. You shouted desperately and started crying and sobbing.
“Taehyung, what’s wrong? Please tell me something Tae, please..”
“Shh, everything is going to be okay, Y/N. You have to stay calm, okay?” he was crying now too.
“Miss Y/L/N, we gonna have to deliver your baby emergency C-section.”
You were in shock and every time they told or asked you something you kept telling them to repeat it. Your doctor explained to you everything that could go wrong in the surgery but the only thing that you could think of was your little daughter and her well being.
After signing some papers, they prepared you for your surgery. Taehyung on the other hand, was standing beside you for the whole time while placing little kisses on your temple and whispering comforting words like ‘Everything is going to be okay.’, ‘Don’t be scared, Im here.’, ‘My little princess is going to be okay, I promise.’ in your ear. You were thankful, really.
The thought of Jimin crossed your mind but you couldn’t even ask Taehyung where he was. Did he really not care? Did he mean it when he said that he doesn’t want the baby? His own daughter?
Slowly, you could feel your eyelids getting heavier and heavier. And the last thing you remembered was Taehyung kissing your forehead and whispering “I will be waiting outside for you. Don’t be scared, beautiful.” before you were engulfed by the darkness again.
You were in your hospital room, holding your little daughter in your arms while Taehyung was sitting beside you and played with her tiny hands.
“She’s so beautiful, Y/N..”
You looked up at him. Amazed, he was looking at your daughter. You knew that Taehyung was interested in kids but seeing him this happy and excited made you chuckle.
Hearing you chuckle, he looked up at you. “Why are you laughing?”
“Because you look like a little kid.”
He rolled his eyes and started scratching his neck. You knew that he wanted to ask something but wasn’t sure if he should or not.
“Spit it out, Kim Taehyung.”
“Ehm.. C-Can I hold her? I will be careful, I swear. Just for one minut-”
You chuckled again. “Of course you can, dumbhead. Why are you even asking?”
Placing your little daughter into his arms, you watched him admiring your daughter. Again, the thought of Jimin crossed your mind. Does he know that his daughter was born? Why wasn’t he here? Was he with his real girlfriend?
Lost in your thoughts,you heard Taehyung calling your name. “Y/N?”
Without looking up at you, he started talking. “I meant it when I said that I would take care of both of you.”
You opened your mouth to say something but you heard the door open and a nurse walked in with some papers in her hand.
“Miss Y/L/N, how are you feeling?”
You smiled at her. “I’m okay, thank you.”
“That’s good. We have some paperwork to do. I will tell you some things about your daughter and also ask you some questions and you need to answer them, please.”
You nodded. “Okay.”
“So, your daughter was born on the twenty seventh of August at 03.08 am. Right?”
You nodded again. “Yes.”
“Her name is?”
You smiled and answered. “Hana.”
The nurse wrote it down while smiling and started talking again. “Name of her mother?”
“Name of her father?”
You opened your mouth to answer the question but stopped when you realized that you couldn’t. Jimin’s words echoed in your ears. ‘I don’t want this baby in my life. I don’t want you, Y/N!’
You snapped out of your thoughts when you heard Taehyung’s voice.
“Taehyung, Kim Taehyung is her fathers name.”
Shocked, you looked at Taehyung. What was he doing? Was he insane?
The nurse smiled again. “What a beautiful name, Kim Hana.”
Taehyung smiled. “Thank you.”
Little did you know that Jimin was standing by the door, one hand holding a little bouquet and a present for his daughter and the other hand formed into a fist, listening to your conversation.
Author’s Note: Okay guys, this is the second part of ‘Let Me Love You’ and I hope you like it~ And let me know who you think is better for the baby and Y/N. Jimin or Taehyung?
Summary: Bill has old drawings of Beverly and still sketches her when he feels like drawing the Losers Club and Reader gets upset after finding a book filled with the sketches. Little does she know that Bill personalizes books for his buds because he doesn’t want them to forget their friendship together.
Pairing: Bill Denbrough x Reader
Warnings: angsty boys
A/N: I’m literally excited to write this holy shit
Your hand brushed against the spiral notebook colored orange, your fingers barely grazing the cover. It was Bill’s privacy and most importantly, it was your boyfriend’s privacy. You wouldn’t want to see his face if he saw you looking in it. He’d be heartbroken. But, the cover said to his dearest, and that spiked your interest. It must’ve been for you, but the rest of the cover was scribbled out by a sharpie.
You contemplated a minute before giving in to your worry and picking the book up, sitting against the bed headboard with twitched eyebrows. You worried that if he saw that you’d read it, he’d get upset or worse, break up with you. He knew you were an emotionally unstable person who had uncontrollable anxiety when it came to potential threats to any relationship.
As your hands shakily flipped the cover while you squeezed your eyes shut to brace yourself for the reveal, you were met with nothing but a harmless note taped to the first page. Your relief was washed away and crashed once you read who it was directed to.
‘Dear Beverly, thank you. For being the one who’s stuck with me beyond and through the whole ride of Losers Club. I know I mess up and leaving you to let Ben have a chance ruined our relationship, but I just want you to know that I don’t regret my days with you. Forever a loser, Bill.’
Your eyes stung the more you analyzed and read the note to the end. Tears built up behind your glossy eyes and you sniffled while rubbing your nose of the now clogged feeling. A lump rose in your throat as you read it over and over to think to yourself. Was this really how he felt? He didn’t regret their short but strong relationship together a year ago?
When did he plan to tell you that he’d still loved her? Possibly long enough so that you’d find out yourself and leave him be with the girl. But she was with Ben, so how could his attempts work out? Maybe it could be an affair, maybe it was an affair. Bill was good at hiding things and he could keep a secret, so your mind made you believe he was still in love with her and only used you to get over her for a year.
Were you his Plan B?
As tears escaped your eyes and you sniffled once again, breathing became hard once the lump in your throat seemed to grow in size. It practically devoured you and you opened your mouth to breath, only to let out a cracked sob. After that one slipped cry, you began to freely sob into your hands. Tears trickled off your cheeks and dropped onto the notebook.
You didn’t want to, but your body and mind directed you to look further into the book. Your shaky hands flipped the page and tears flowed like water pipes after you took in the sight of beautifully drawn sketches of Beverly. Her hair colored red like fire, and her eyes like the ocean. Your breath hitched and you screamed to yourself while gripping on the book and chucking it across the room.
The spiral hit Bill’s desk and fell to the floor, the pages of Beverly sketches sprawled open faced against the floor. You sobbed into your hands and brought your knees up to your chest. How could he have done this to you? Backstab you and leave you to find out yourself? Your heart begged you to deny it but your mind knew better, he didn’t love you.
“(Y-Y/N)?” Bill’s stuttering and nervous voice interrupted your body racking cries. He popped his head into the room, his room, actually. Once he saw your curled up body on his bed with your head between your hands, he panicked and threw open the door. “(Y/N)!” Bill ran over and reached out to you before you raised your head sharply and smacked away his hand.
“Don’t touch me!” Your voice was strained from the harsh screams from your crying, your eyes almost as red as the blankets upon Bill’s bed. His face contorted into a somber and heartbroken, twitchy frown. He looked scared as his hand lowered down to his side. You glared at him as angrily as you could get out of your broken expressions. “Don’t you dare touch me.”
“Wuh-wuh-what’s wroh-wron-wrong?” His stutter became worse the more he noticed the tears rushing past your cheeks and onto your shirt. You felt a pang in your heart as his eyebrows raised into a scared look. “Wah-whatever I duh-duh-did, I’m suh-sor-sorry. Plea-please. I-I’m suh-so suh-sah-sorry.” His voice cracked the longer he tried to speak while looking you in the eyes.
Your heart broke a second time as you saw his baby blue eyes gloss over from the building up tears. You bit your lip before speaking without processing your next words, “You’re sorry?” His eyes scanned your eyes while flicking back and forth for a sign that you weren’t real and that it was a dream, a bad dream. “It doesn’t seem like you are, William. I… I read and saw all of it. The book of Beverly? You really didn’t try to hide it from me, huh?”
His hands gradually became shakier by his sides as your voice became louder and louder. Bill didn’t think of it as a big deal, he’d told you the reasons of why he’d do that. Did you just hate him for it because he didn’t show you? Was it his fault for your anger and sorrow? Most likely.
“Whuh-what do yuh-h-you mean buh-by thah-that?” Bill’s eyes slowly began to release tears and you felt a harsh pang in your chest from his childlike eyes. He looked like a toddler crying from losing a loved one and it wasn’t something you enjoyed. But that regret and empathy disintegrated as you analyzed his words. Did he want to act like that much of a victim?
“You know what I mean, Bill! You love her! You- I’m Plan B! Do you know how that makes me feel? God, it’s like, wow, I never knew you were such a fucking asshole, Bill! I thought that for once, someone actually loves me! Yet, here you are, acting like the fucking victim when I’m the one being hurt,” Your voice became a yell while you glared at the shaky boy in front of you. The fire in your eyes didn’t fade until you heard him start breaking down in front of you. Tears freely flew out of his eyes like rain in a storm.
He whimpered with a cracking voice before falling to his knees and his head lying against the bed. He held tightly onto your arm and shook with sobs. “I-I’m suh-suh-sah-sorrry. I’m suh-so sah-sorry,” His voice was barely able to make out from the muffling the blanket beneath him did. The rage and anger fell apart once he looked up with red eyes, tears still streaming down like a river. “I… I thought yuh-you knew… thah-that I was uh-uh-ove-over her. Thah-that book, it’s from lah-last year, I just… I thuh-thuh-thought you wouldn’t-wouldn’t muh-mind.”
Your eyes widened once you’d processed his words. It took you a minute before you held his hand and squeezed it tightly before sliding off the bed and holding the bawling boy in your arms. He wrapped his arms around your chest and gripped the back of your shirt tightly. You traced patterns into his back before he was calm enough to speak better. He raised his head and winced when you held a hand to his cheek.
“Bill,” You started with a for once calm tone. “I’m sorry. I thought… I just thought you still loved her. I’m sorry for what I said, and for making you cry. I was scared you’d leave me.” You always knew he was able to smile in the worst of times, but this time, his hopeful smile surprised you. With tearstained, red cheeks and wet eyes, he leaned forward and kissed you on the nose before lying down on your lap.
“I’m sorry for making you think I loved her,” Bill coughed and wiped his tears away onto his flannel. You sniffled and leaned down to hug him tightly while you let a few tears fall.
Can you write a one shot where livvy sets kitty up on a date? :)
omg yes i love this absolutelyyyyyy
(sorry it took so long!)
spoiler free :)
friendly reminder that i’m on my mobile because my computer isn’t working!
“I do *not* have a crush.”
Livvy giggled. “Your puppy dog eyes beg to differ.”
She was sitting in her computer room, her twin brother splayed across the couch beside her. She pulled her knees to her chest, rocking in her rolley chair. She looked at Ty, a smile creeping up her face. He had his arm thrown over his face, covering his eyes.
“I don’t have ‘puppy dog eyes,’” he grumbled.
“Yes,” Livvy said. “you do.”
Ty took his arm from his face and shifted into a sitting position. “That’s not fair,” he said.
“How is it not fair?” Livvy wrinkled her nose.
“It’s not fair that I have to have feelings that I can’t control.”
Livvy laughed and popped out her bottom lip into a pout. “Poor Ty-Ty. He’s human so that means he *has* to have feeling…”
Ty’s face began to give into a smile. “Technically I’m not all human. I am half angel.”
“And sometimes the human side gets the better of you.”
Ty heaved a heavy sigh and fell back on the couch. “So what do I do about it? Do I just tell him? How?”
An idea bubbled behind Livvy’s eyes. She shot up, her smile growing even wider. “I know!” she said. “I’ll set you guys up.”
Ty screwed up his face. “Set us up? What does that even mean?”
She sprang to her feet, already making her way to the door. “Don’t worry about it. Just give me twenty five minutes. If I’m not back by then, send a search party.” She winked at him before she rounded the corner to the hallway. Behind her, she heard Ty call after her: “Livia, what do you mean? A search party? Why, what are you doing?”
But she was already down the hall. She knew exactly where to head—the kitchen. It was where Kit could be found ninety percent of the time when he was avoiding responsibilities; which, of course, he was doing ninety-five percent of the time.
She ran down the stair, taking the steps two at a time. She rounded the corner to the kitchen and sure enough—Kit sat at the counter reading a book, a chocolate chip cookie in the other hand. She didn’t have time to note what book it was. She slid into the seat next to him with an enthusiastic “Hey!”
“Hi,” Kit said, his eyes full of questioning. “What’s up?”
She let out a sigh. “Oh, nothing. I’ve just been thinking about crushes lately.”
“Crushes? Why crushes? Do you have one?” He arched one eyebrow.
“No,” she said. “I guess I should have been more specific. I’ve been thinking about the massive crush you have on Ty.”
Kit froze. The smile and dropped from his face and his eyes went wide. “Who said I liked Ty?” he asked stiffly.
“Hmmm,” Livvy cooed. “I guess no one really *said* it. I guess it’s just evident from all the lingering stares and the way you talk to him and the pining—oh, *the pining*!”
“I do not pine!” he defended. “I do not have lingering stares and I do not talk to him any differently than I do you!”
“Stage one,” Livvy said, examining her nails. “Denial.”
“I’m not in denial. Denial of what?”
“I do not have a crush!” He slammed his hand on the table, sending his book skidding towards Livvy. She picked it up and looked at the title.
“And that’s why you’re reading Sherlock Holmes?”
Kit swallowed visibly. “It’s a classic.”
Livvy giggled and set the book down. “So I was thinking you two should go on your first date. After you ask him, of course.”
“Why are you tormenting me?” He put his head in his hands. “In mundane culture, this is a form of torture.”
“Hmm, I guess we should plan *how* you’re going to ask him first.”
Livvy sat in her hiding place above training room, looking down at Ty throwing knives at the target. She saw Kit walk in, running a hand through his hair nervously. She bit her lip, her mouth forming a smile. This was it. It was *finally* going to happen.
“Hey, Ty?” asked Kit as he neared.
“Yeah?” Ty responded, not taking his eyes from the target.
“Um, well, I was thinking…”
He trailed off. He looked up towards their hiding place and met Livvy’s eyes. She gave him an encouraging smile and motioned her hands as if to push him along.
“Thinking about what?” Ty turned to look at Kit. “I was actually thinking about bees lately. Did you know there are over twenty thousand species?”
“Really? Wow!” Kit said, happy to avoid what he was there to do. “That’s fascinating.”
Livvy slapped her palm to her forehead. Now was *not* the time to be talking about bees.
Kit saw her looking pointedly at him, her lips squeezed together. He sighed and turned his attention back to Ty, who was still talking about the different species of bees.
“Actually, Ty? I didn’t come here to talk about bees.” He cut him off.
Ty’s face dropped and his eyes found the ground. “Was I talking too much? Sorry. I was probably boring you.”
“No! No, it’s not that. I just have something to ask you.”
Ty lifted his eyes from the ground. “Yeah?”
“Do you want to go on a date? Like, with me?”
“Really?” Ty asked, his eyes lighting up. “You’d want to do that?”
“Well, uh, yeah. Yeah I would.” Livvy saw his face break into a smile at Ty’s excited expression.
“I’d love to!” Ty said. “Does this mean you have a crush on me? Livvy said when people have crushes they tell the other person, usually by asking them on a date.”
“Yeah,” Kit said. “I guess I do.”
Livvy rolled onto her back and put her hands to her mouth, hoping to mask the squeals escaping her before the boys noticed.
—a lot of blushing, nervous stuttering, and voice cracks when you’d try to engage conversation or even stand relatively close at first
—after what seemed like forever (give him about 3 months or so) he’d finally get us to your hugs, lingering hands, kisses, etc etc 😍😍
—singing you to sleep and playing with your hair as you softly cuddle into his chest
—forehead, crown kisses, hand kisses and back hugs are his favorite things!! 😚
—him trying to be cute ALL THE TIME
—an example;; “omg you’re hands are so small how cute!!1!!1” then he lifts up your hand for comparison to his and next thing you know he’s softly kissing your fingers and sending you his ever famous bunny smile as he giggles and WOWO IM IN LOVE
—he will not hesitate to spoil the shet outta you like he sees you eye a dress for three seconds and suddenly he’s gone and bought it within two seconds 💰💰
—pulling weird faces from across the room whenever you both make eye contact 😂
—knocking on your door at 2 AM seeing if you wanna go for a walk and when you ask why he’ll get all gushy and defensive and very quietly be like “I just— I missed you, is all…” 😶😶
—constantly messing around with the members together A LOT!!! 😝
—whenever his teasing gets outta hand you have to kindly step in before Jimin actually beats the shit outta him if he gets called short ONE MORE TIME
—verbal teasing has become a regular thing the both of you do 😇
—wake up next to him and he’s like “wow, you look trashier than usual” and you reply with something just as fucked up like “mhm, really? you should take a look at yourself, hotshot."
—"well, damn princess ;;;)))”
—"what? Like what you see? ;;;))))“
—”…actually no— if you would have let me finish my sentence, then you would have known that you look like absolute trash“
—"oh, that’s great! I was trying to look like you today anyways :)))”
—your texting consist of the dankest of dank memes ✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️
—taking ugly surprise pictures of each other and only using it for blackmail purposes muahahahahah 😈
—vvv competitive with eachother1!!
—everything he does you’ll always try to out beat him at it and vice versa for him; video games, singing, dancing, working out,, sex 😛💦 ANYTHING
—because of this little competitions break out and there is always a “consequence” for the loser
—literally, just two little trouble making kids just dating and making, even more, trouble together 😈😇
—constantly reassuring him that “yes, I still love you, kookie & no I will never stop loving you, kookie” cause he would be so insecure about every little thing that he does
—randomly showering him in compliments which result in him blushing and giggling and being super shy and his cute bunny smile shet ahh cutie!!
—YALL ARE BOTH HUGE NERDS OMFG
—talking about anime series, favorite comic heroes/series, movies/books that you two can both just fangirl about 🔥🔥
—dates where everything is just chill where you two can talk and have fun and enjoy each other more and just YEEES ☺️☺️☺️
—walks on the beach, star gazing, movie dates, coffee shop, picnics, road trips, dinner dates, breakfast dates, juuust really chiiiill dates m8 🔥☺️
—knowing whenever your in a mood just by the look of your face
—same thing implies with you to him
—and then the two of you doing everything you can to make the other smile or happy or tell them what’s wrong so they can try and fix it woooooow what a caring bf 😍😍
—JEALOUS BEYOND THE MAX 😳
—he will fck shit up if some potential threat so much as fuckin looks at you at a club/party/event 😤🙅
—AND you can’t argue about it cause he’s literal perfection so you’re exactly like him whenever you two go out
—you will not hesitate to hastily pull him into a kiss just to spite other women that think they can have a slice of your bby boy nOooOpes!!! HE’S YOURS!
—usually, ends up having mind blowing jealousy sex in like the laundry room or something but shhh it’s lowkey 👀👅💦
—accident giggles between make out session cause he’s rlly rlly ticklish 😝
—lingering touches on your lower back, waist, and hips whenever you go out cause he wants everyone to know your his, but doesn’t want to smother either in their faces
—lowkey PDA (holding hands and pinky locking) at first, but once he gets comfortable he’ll sometimes full on make out with you BUT only with certain people like his members!!!
—HONESTLY, I FEEL LIKE THIS SHET WOULD BE LIKE A DOM BUT A FUCKIN SUB TOO???? idddkkk 😫😫
—he’d be so willing to fuck you hard, but at the same time if you want to pleasure him then he’d happily play the sub role
—EXTREMELY kinky (you blame namjoon for it tbh)
—THIS BITCH WILL TRY ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING SIMPLY CAUSE HE SAW IT ONLINE OR HEARD ABOUT HIS HYUNG DOING IT
—Thigh riding cause LOOK AT THEM 🔥🔥👀
—hand jobs <<<< blowjobs ✊💦👄
—rough sex >>>>> love making
—ALWAYS BRINGS A CONDOM WHEREVER HE GOES CAUSE HE DOESN’T AANT TO BE A BBYDADDY OR AT LEAST NOT RN THAT IS
—showering you with compliments as he slams himself into you deeper and harder every time 😝
—always calls you baby girl or bby but ONLY during steamy sexy time 😛
—other times when he’s being cute or needy he uses sweet stuff like honey, princess and/or darling ☺️☺️
—catching him staring at your breathtaking beauty all the time
—"what are you looking at, kookie?“
—"oh–oh… um, nothing… sorry…”
—finding little doodles and drawing scattered all over the place with little notes on the side of them like “hagd, princess” “I love you” “ur butt looks better than usual today ;;)” “see you soon, my love”
—such a supportive little bf all the time every time ✊😊
—got a new promotion at work? treats you to fine wine at a 5-star restaurant, special event coming up that deals with you? he’ll cancel everything on that day just to be there with you
—overall little golden shit maknae would make such a cute and supportive bf that loves and accepts you not matter what and will always, always be there for you!! and ofc you’d do the exact same thing for him any day, anytime! 😚👌💗
A/N: After 1x07 I
typed out a quick little text post (which you can read here) and it inspired me
to make it a full-fledged fic about Jughead moving in with Fred & Archie.
Hopefully this will help pass a little time until the new episode. Almost 5k
words of Bughead fluff. Enjoy!
just looking for something (something like home)
He moves in with the Andrews men early on a Saturday
Not that he could really call it moving in considering his entire life fits into a backpack but at
least he’s got a room to call his own.
The basement, to be exact.
Fred sets up a cot in the corner, near boxes of Christmas
decorations (he’s pretty sure those haven’t been touched since Archie’s mom
left) and old rusty tools and lawn equipment. He sets his backpack on a rickety
tool bench but doesn’t move to unpack.
“Sorry it’s so cold down here,” Fred is saying as he throws
a fitted flannel sheet over the cot’s mattress. “We’ll get you a space heater
or something before winter comes.”
“Alright,” Jughead says although he’s not really paying
attention. It’s not that he’s not grateful for Fred’s generosity, he is but he
can’t help but think about his dad at home alone. Probably drunk, even though
he promised to get his act together.
Just a month, maybe
Not a chance in hell.
Jughead is glad Archie is at football practice because
there’s a question on the tip of his tongue that he’s a little embarrassed to
“Just curious,” he starts but his voice shakes a little and
his hands are sweating. He runs them down the front of his pants and clears his
throat. “Is there a uh… um…a girl policy?”
Judging from Fred’s expression he’s just as surprised
Jughead asked as he is.
“A girl policy,” Fred repeats. “Well, Archie has girls over
but they usually keep the door open. And no sleepovers.”
Jughead laughs and holds up his hands. “Yeah, of course.
That’s not really what I was talking about. More just…in general.”
Fred gives him a knowing smile and it makes him want to melt
into the hard concrete floor under his feet.
“Betty is more than welcome in this house whenever she
wants. She always has been and that won’t change just because you’re dating.”
What a foreign concept. It’s something he’s still getting
used to, if he’s being honest. He’s never had a real girlfriend before and he’s
not even sure he knows how to be a boyfriend.
Then again, Betty kissed him after he walked her home so
he’s hoping that means he’s doing alright so far.
“Great,” he says a little too enthusiastically and he
blushes a little when Fred grins. “Thanks, I mean. Betty is…”
“A great girl,” Fred finishes and Jughead nods. “You’re a
lucky guy, Jug.”
He just laughs and shakes his head because that is a
statement that is so unfairly untrue that if he didn’t laugh about it he’d