wow so i made this a while ago but forgot about it

(for @yoituuri and @starryfeathers. I accidentally deleted this whole thing once so hopefully it doesn’t happen again/ it’s not rushed. I hope you enjoy you two, and anybody else who reads this!)

I made a post about my favorite boy Victor not too long ago, and I mentioned a shot in passing that I really loved, but because it wasn’t the focus of the post, I didn’t go into it. I would like to now. Here it is:

This is the first glimpse of Victor we get within canon. Well, beyond the opening sequence with Yuuri watching Victor skate as they grow up but I think we can all agree that was outside of canon and can be discarded here.

Anyway.

It’s a damn good first glimpse. As you’ve probably already noticed, Victor’s eyes are covered. Deliberately. Dude fuckin does a twirl and the camera is framed in such a way that we don’t get to see his eyes until he looks up for the cameras. That’s an interesting touch, for several reasons. 

First, when a character’s eyes are not visible, it implies something is hidden within them. A trait, motivation, true emotions, etc etc. 

Secondly, the fact that we can’t see Victor’s eyes until he turns to the cameras with that fake-ass media smile. In this scene, we’re being treated as the public. Victor is immediately hiding from us and the rest of the world. You know, something he does all the goddamn time.

Victor is scarily good at masking. For those who don’t know what I mean, masking is the act of hiding one’s true personality, desires, and/or emotions to conform to society. I mask due to past trauma. Victor masks to meet public expectation. 

You’ve probably guessed already that masking is incredibly unhealthy–it’s repression, after all. If it gets bad enough, you’ll stop knowing where masking ends and you begin. Sometimes it takes me months to figure out how I feel about something because I need to sort through so many layers of masking and anxiety and doubt. It’s really difficult sometimes. 

We see tons of lovely examples of Victor masking throughout the show. Here are a few off the top of my head: 

(^absolutely terrified vitya trying to be smooth)

(^living up to his press image)

(^so incredibly upset on so many levels but he doesn’t dare show it)

(^pissed enough that yuuri picks up on it. and then acts dishonestly w/ yuuri by trying to come off as pleasant)

(i love that yuuri is comfortable enough by this point to call victor out on his bs. if you’re gonna get mad, get mad) 

(you can actually see Victor’s hand shake if you watch the scene. boy is so pissed and he’s holding it in)

etc etc. 

Victor is actually incredibly reserved in all the emotions he shows, especially if it’s anger or sadness. For most of the series, he only lets himself go in front of Yuuri or alone. Victor hides from himself, he hides from Yuuri, and it helps no one in the end. 

The beach sequence, actually, is important to this idea too. As we know, Victor asks Yuuri what he wants them to be. 

And then he lists off all these options before essentially asking to go out with him, but in a way that says he’s too scared to do it outright.

Now, this is partially to gauge Yuuri’s feelings towards him, but it’s also highly revealing of Victor’s self-worth. He’s willing to put on any mask, any persona to be with Yuuri. Yuuri, of course, doesn’t want this at all. 

🚨 HEALTHY RELATIONSHIP ALERT!🚨

And looking at Victor’s reaction (guarded surprise)

This may be the first time Victor has been asked to just be himself. 

So if Victor was a world champion at 16

(boy is 15-16 in that article)

He must have been skating for a while beforehand. We can probably approximate by saying he started competitions around the time Yuri did, which I estimate to be about 12-13. However, Victor does say this 

And if we’re to believe him, 27-20=7, and therefore something happened at the age of 7 to force Victor into backing away from others and working himself to the bone. Uhm, wow. I don’t know how accurate it is to say that, but regardless, he’s been in the public eye for a long fuckin time. 

Victor has spent this long fuckin time building an image: elegance, confidence, charming yet untouchable. The perfect playboy, in a way. This is the person he presents to the public. I think he’s been masking like this for so long he forgot that this isn’t who he is–Victor has the ability to be all those things, but it’s not who he is. Victor is excitable, bubbly, caring, vulnerable, depressed, lonely, hardworking…Yuuri, by asking Victor to be himself, released a metaphorical floodgate on Victor’s emotions. He’s broken that carefully crafted persona. 

Victor is now publicly goofy and affectionate

(i love how he hides his face a little here…how cute and shy while showing off that he’s yuuri’s)

And can drop his composure comfortably 

(also vitya always wears gloves to competitions until they get the rings and then victor keeps the gloves off completely :v) 

I love that Victor’s relationship with Yuuri has allowed him to find himself again, and peel away those masks to live and breathe and love as he was always meant to. 

AU MASTER LIST

So here is a bunch of AU’s that I’ve collected over…. a long time. Enjoy

Awkward Meetings

  • I broke your nose in a mosh pit, sorry
  • I hit you with my car and was the only one to visit you in the hospital, this is sort of awkward, are you okay?
  • You’re getting chased by the police and you just jumped in my car and yelled drive, wtf man
  • You just punched me in the face while gesturing wildly to a friend, your friend can’t stop laughing and im too shocked to respond to your apologies
  • You laughed in a restaurant, but your laugh is really weird and I thought you were choking so I’m awkwardly humping you while attempting to perform the Heimlich manoeuvre and why isn’t this working, you’re just choking harder now this is aweful
  • We met on a Sunday morning, both doing our walk of shame
  • I get really sick on roller-coasters and you are sitting in front of me, im so sorry
  • You’re the bastard who keeps parking in front of my house and you just caught me drawing a dick on your window with a permanent marker… ugh, oops.
  • I work at a department store and if you take out and unfold another fucking shirt and just leave it, I’m going to fucking shove it down your throat
  • You broke into my apartment drunk thinking it was your friends place and I should call the cops by my cat likes you so????
  • You’re my new dealer and you just friended me on Facebook and idk how to react to that
  • You saw me reading the same book you are and now we are arguing about the motives of the antagonist
  • This is a five-hour-long plane ride, we’re sitting together and  you’re deathly afraid of flying. 
  • I got into a cab to find someone already inside
  • You thought I was your friend/sister
  • Holy shit, im in the wrong car.
  • I was walking by a roller coaster and your shoe flew off and hit me in the head and now I’m on the floor trying not to fall unconscious.
  • It’s 2am and I’m drunk and I need some salt for my fries and I know your awake so OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR
  • You fell asleep on me in the subway and I should probably wake you up and its my stop next stop but it’s okay, I can always just catch the subway back…
  • I know nothing about camping and all my friends left me at the site. Please, help me, I think I just heard a bear
  • This has been a shitty week and you just grabbed the last box of my favourite comfort food from the shelf, do you really want to fight me rn?
  • We met in a movie theatre and now you’re clinging to me because your terrified and I’m okay with that because it means I get your popcorn.
  • You had a party and I got really drunk and stole your microwave, so now I’m at your place and your super hungover so here, I made breakfast?

Neighbour/Roomate

  • The guy living below me has a really loud alarm clock that always wakes me up at the crack of dawn
  • I went to investigate a scream and found my neighbour standing on a chair to avoid a rat/mouse/cricket (etc.)
  • My neighbour has a really squeaky bed and my bedroom is below theirs
  • You keep stealing my doormat and HAH, I’ve got you this time thief!
  • The apartment above me has left their tap on or something and water is leaking through my ceiling
  • My neighbour’s sibling got the wrong house number and barged into my apartment on accident.
  • My roommate keeps stealing my coffee so now I make extra 
  • You’re my new neighbour and wow man, you have some really weird habits.
  • You’re my neighbour and you are stealing my wifi to watch porn and can you not?
  • You locked yourself outside of your apartment and there’s a storm rolling in and I pity you so please come into my apartment I’ll make you hot chocolate?
  • I heard you singing at 3 am and joined in and now you’re at my door and wtf mate I think your drunk but your voice is really nice so?
  • I just set the fire alarm in our building off again… sorry. I know its like the fourth time this week…
  • You keep mowing your lawn when I’m trying to sleep and seriously FUCK YOU
  • My new neighbour is really hot and wow I didn’t even like women until now? And now she is in the garden planting flowers in her bikini wow… im in too deep
  • It’s 3 am and you’re blasting off classic rock at full volume and your music taste might be awesome but soME PEOPLE are trying to sLEEP
  • We’ve never met but we shower at the same time and our showers are on opposite sides of the same apartment wall so sometimes we start duets?

Pets

  • I’m out walking and my dog started chasing your dog. 
  • My cat/dog ran away and you just found it but refuse to accept the reward. 
  • We are neighbours and your cat got my cat pregnant… so, wanna raise this little kitty family?
  • My pet tarantula/snake (etc) escaped and I forgot to warn the guy below me who is terrified of snakes/spiders
  • I need you to pet sit my pet for a while and I forgot to mention it’s a snake, the mice are in the freezer. Thanks, bye
  • My cat really hates you cat and that’s the third time this week I’ve had to pry them apart.
  • My cat keeps breaking into your apartment and it ate all your plants… dinner to make up for it?
  • My cat sneaked out on the balcony and into your open window and he has this habit of destroying furniture and pissing everywhere so I followed him inside and you cam home earlier than I expected and found me in the middle of your living room and honestly I’m not a burglar
  • Your dog likes me a thousand times better than she likes your partner and sorry not sorry I love this dog
  • You were walking your dog when you found me passed out on a park bench and thank you for waking me up and buying coffee instead of stealing my wallet

Music

  • I’m on a bus and wow, you’re singing really loudly and everyone is giving you weird looks, hey bud, tone it down, also great choice in music
  • You play Double Bass/Cello and I play 1st chair Violin and we keep making eye contact and damn your super cute.
  • You play in an orchestra and I love these songs so much, plus you’re really cute. Shit man, you’ll never notice me in the huge crowd…
  • Music is kinda illegal and my friend just died and apparently he wrote music and wow I want to know what it sounds like and to play it at his funeral but I don’t know how to. You’re a well-known music dealer, do you happen to understand these notes? Can you help me?
  • I tried to act cool at this concert and I thought I was leaning on a wall but apparently it was a speaker and now it’s on the ground in pieces and everyone’s glaring at me… sorry?

Supernatural

  • I’m a wizard and I just accidently apparated into your house. Oops.
  • I died over 2000 years ago and you’ve been dead for like 2 hours, man, damn it now I have to explain this shit to you. Great.
  • I’m immortal and you’re mortal and I don’t know how to explain this to you and soon enough you’re going to realise that I’m not aging… shiiittt
  • You’re a greek god and I’m the roman counterpart. 
  • I’m a ghost and your alive and I think I’m in love with you…. Fuck. 
  • You’re a faun and I’m a Satry
  • I’m half demon and people often judge me based on my looks, but your blind and wow you actually like me? 
  • I’m a time traveller and I went back in time and wow I think I’m in love with you, fuck this isn’t good, I just faked being George Washington… wait what? George Washington doesn’t exist here? Shit… I actually am George Washington.
  • I’m a writer and your my character and wtf how the heck did you just literally climb out of my first draft? 
  • I’m a werewolf but I don’t want to tell you because my wolf form might be that really small chihuahua you keep mentioning you see when I go out…
  • I’m an android and you’re a human and wow what is that warmth I feel when I see you?
  • I’m a homesick telepath and you’re the poor soul who is receiving all these emotions, sorry
  • Somehow I’m in your body and you’re in mine and shit man being this close to the ground is fucked up.
  • I’m a genie an d you rubbed my lamp so congrats you get three wishes but you can’t seem to think of shit and why the fuck do I have to be stuck with you? Hurry up and think of some wishes okay?
  • I was an awful angel and as punishment I have to be your guardian angel and wow your super cute and nice but I still hate you
  • You keep having strange dreams that turn out to be us in a past life and you’re determined to fine me again but in this life I’m already dead.
  • We live in the year 3090, you’re a scientist and I’m your assistant. Unfortunately and experiment goes wrong and I die. Now you’re trying to put my brain into a robot but its not the same
  • I’m a vampire and I have a moment of weakness, you’re nearby and lets just say it doesn’t end well
  • I’m a dragon and you’re a really hot prince, that’s right, they locked up the wrong royalty.
  • You’re a pirate and I’m a siren and woah… are you asexual? That’s so cool, hey wait, don’t go I just want to talk
  • Your mirror is a doorway into my dimension and I can see everything…. 
  • Listen I am genetically modified and you WILL let me hide in your house
  • Ok, so I panicked and kissed this human so he wouldn’t drown. And I know you don’t want me to keep him, and we can’t let him leave if he knows about us mere people so what do you want to do?

School/College

  • I just got partnered with you in dance class and I can’t dance for shit
  • You’re my science lab partner and how the fuck did you just explode that beaker?
  • I’m an art student and you just found my sketchbook and you’re going through it. Shit man can you give that back, I don’t care how good you think they are just don’t turn that page…
  • You’re the school dork and I’m the school jock and fuck you can see where this is going
  • We are the only two kids who ride this school bus, maybe we should carpool?
  • I thought you were my roomies new boyfriend so I invited you in but your actually the RA of the dorm and now you think I want to have sex with you
  • I accidently flooded the laundry room and you really need to do laundry
  • You’re sitting in my seat in this lecture and who even are you? I’ve never seen you before… wait what, stop checking me out!
  • We argued so much during a class discussion that we both got kicked out and we’re still arguing outside the class
  • You left your USB in the library computer and I had to go through your files to figure out who you are and in the end I read the entirety of this book you’re working on and wow you’re really good?
  • I’m a traditional painter who has to take a basic Photoshop class, you’re a graphic design major sitting next to me and getting sucked into helping me out because Im so shitty at this
  • My pottery bowl exploded in the kiln and I feel like a failure, you found me crying about it in the hallway and are now trying to comfort me and your sweater is really soft wow sorry
  • You and your friends have been playing the penis game in the library for the last five minutes and none of you have gotten above a quiet yell and fuck it I’m trying to study over her so fuck you I’m going to put an end to this game by winning 
  • We are both teachers and at the end of the year we compare how many gifts we’ve received from student and you’ve won for the past three years
  • Romeo and Juliet of the math and English departments 
  • I want to get along with you roomie… but I like star wars… and you like star trek… this isn’t going to work.
  • I usually talk to my friends through morse code in class but… apparently you know morse too… and now you know I think your butt is cute
  • I got cursed and turned into an animal and taken to the shelter and now I’m being adopted by someone who is really hot OH FUCKING NO

Near Death Experiences

  • Wow I was just in a fatal accident and who the hell are you? What is this I’m I dying? Wait no, I don’t want this, how do I get out of it? A deal you say, I’ll take it.
  • You’re an executioner and I’m about to be executed but you can’t seem to run the guillotine, wait what, why are we running away, man you’re my favourite executioner
  • Our plane/boat crashed and now it’s just us on this island. 
  • I just took a super dangerous job and your trying to talk me out of it, but we really need the money
  • It’s the middle of a war and I’m on a ship that you’re ship just torpedoed. Now I’m a prisoner and wow why can’t I feel my legs. I’m not cooperating until I can feel them again. What the fuck do you mean I’m paralysed?
  • I’m addicted to ____ (drugs/alcohol etc) and you found me in an alleyway due to after effects of my addiction (beat up, overdose etc) and decide to take me in.
  • I sold my soul to bring you back to life and I don’t have long left please make this time count

Mistaken and Secret Identities

  • I’m  a thief/hacker/murder and you’ve found out my identity and have been bugging me for days to take you on as your partner
  • I’m a superhero and you want to be like me but in doing so become a supervillain, what do you mean you don’t understand why I’m punching you?
  • I’m a superhero, you’re a supervillain, but we don’t know each other’s identities and we are actually best friends
  • I’m runaway royalty and you’re a commoner, fuck I’m so screwed I need your help, I’ll explain later
  • You think I’m a celebrity and you’re talking too much for me to explain I am defintely not… that dude. What was his name again?
  • You’re a superhero and I’m your best friend and what the fuck man? Why the hell didn’t you tell me? If you had maybe I would be fucking caught with this stupid ass monologue-ing villain
  • I have a very cute neighbour and very thin walls and one day I call you and err… your moans are very synchronised with my neighbour's…
  • I’m a superhero and you’re a supervillain and I saw you visiting kids at the children’s hospital and letting them act like they defeated you and now it’s really hard to punch you in the face

Profession Based

  • Your my mailman and I can’t help but notice that you linger at my door slightly longer than you need to ever since you saw me that one time. Do you want to come inside?
  • I’m a private detective and your my client and fuck man you’re in some deep shit
  • You’re a protester and I’m a police officer. Seriously can you please calm down a little bit, this is my job not my  beliefs.
  • I’m a make-up artist/hair stylist and I you’re an actor/model and are you flirting or???
  • You’re a celebrity and sorry mate, I have to take pictures to pay rent, I know its invasive seriously, sorry
  • You’re a store clerk and fuck, is that my ex? Can I please hide behind this counter?
  • You’re a lifeguard at my kid’s swimming competition and I fell in the pool with all my clothes on and you awkwardly tried to save me even though I didn’t need it.
  • You work at a pet store and I came in to look at tarantulas but somehow we lost the biggest one and its loose somewhere in the store and it really doesn’t help that you’re terrified of spiders
  • I’m a firefighter and you started a fire in your kitchen but you’re still flirting with me even though you’re not wearing pants and I’m carrying you down a ladder. Stop complimenting my muscles for fucks sake
  • We work at the same company and I kind of had a crush on you until I noticed that you’re the asshole stealing my lunch from the office fridge.
  • I’m a firefighter and you live near the station I work at and we talk/flirt with each other a lot. One day me and my team get called to put out a fire and it’s your home ablaze. You don’t make it.
  • I work at a fruit store and you come in almost every day and rearrange stuff on the shelves and then leave. Today you made the apples spell ‘call me’
  • It’s 2am and I was just trying to get home but I left my sunroof open all day and now there’s a squirrel in my car and it scared me and I drove into a pole - stop laughing! You’re a cop, aren’t you supposed to be helping?
  • You’re drunk and want my name tattooed on your ass.
  • You always bring your dates to the restaurant I wait at and now you’re here alone… you okay mate?

Winter Times

  • It’s snowing and I usually walk to work but that’s not happening, hey roomie, can you please drive me? Yes I know its 4am
  • I accidently gave all my winter clothes to charity over the summer and not its not so much summer, but I’m broke and hey… could you give me your old winter clothes… maybe?
  • I love the cold, but I promised to visit you for a good 4 months and wow, why did I do this? There isn’t snow here?
  • I don’t know you, but you just threw a snowball at my face, mate, its on.
  • I don’t know who the hell you are, but my roommate has someone over and It’s really cold outside…. Can I come in? Or like, have a blanket, or even a towel?

Old Friends

  • I knew you in high school and I ran into you at a renaissance fair wearing full knight regalia
  • I met you once when I was 12, we started a pen-pal relationship across the world and haven’t stopped even though we are a lot older now. 
  • You were my best friend when we were younger but your family moved to the other side of the world, and we haven’t talked in years. But now your back and wow how did you recognise me when I can’t even remember your name?

Fake Dating

  • I hired you to be my date for a wedding but your super cute, maybe we cannot fake-date? 
  • I’m fake dating you to have someone to vent to on family gatherings while also pissing off my conservative uncle that I never liked and wow… have your eyes always been this nice?
  • We’re both cosplayers and we somehow always manage to meet each other at cons dressed as a popular ship and people always want photos of us in compromising positions and so we always end up fake-dating the entire day but you’re actually really hot and I’m head over heels for you
  • My friend dragged me to this party and I just saw my ex, quick make out with me, I’ll pay you.

Miscellaneous

  • I’m blind and wow your voice is absolutely beautiful can you just keep talking? Forever? Please?
  • My younger sibling is besties with your sibling and even though we hate each other I guess we’ve got to start hanging out a little
  • We are both at a grocery store at am and you offered to arm wrestle me for the last box of cereal, its on!
  • You’re sleeping on my best friend’s couch while your house is being renovated and you have really weird habits like attempting to sing opera in the shower and you keep eating all my Nutigrain 
  • We bump into each other every Friday at the supermarket to buy the same ice-cream and maybe we should eat it together?
  • Our parents are dating and thank god I’m not the only one pissed off about this
  • I went to museum to get some inspiration and then I saw you staring at one of the paintings in awe and wow you just noticed me drawing you and this is awkward
  • I decide to take a shortcut home that involves crawling through a really tight hole in a fence and I end up getting stuck and you just happened to pass by and now you’re laughing at me
  • I took a bunch of free condoms from health services just because I could and they all fell out of my bag at once and now you’re staring at me weirdly
  • We are trapped in a bank during a robbery
  • Your country is trying to take over mine and I might be a little attracted to you and stop this it’s really hard to retaliate okay?
  • I was on my balcony and you started loudly quoting romeo and juliet at me
Cinderella

Summary: After waking up in the morning finding out you had a one night stand with someone you don’t even know…you rush out as quickly as possible…too bad you forgot your cell phone.

Pairing: Jeon Jeong-guk (Jungkook) / Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 2k

A/N: extremely Mature rating

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“How do I look?” You asked your best friends.

“Gorgeous.” They said at the same time. You settled on a simple black dress, that hugged your curves beautifully.

“And here.” Your friend Lalisa got up and scrunched up your long hair with her fingers. “Guys like messy.”

“Why are you doing this to me?” It wasn’t your idea to go out in the first place. Your friends thought it would make you feel better, help you move on from your tragic breakup that ended a month ago and you happen to still be hung up on.

Illhoon was the best thing that has ever happened to you and being together for three years, things just weren’t working out. You were always fighting, he was always busy, and you haven’t been sexually active in months. He was always loyal to you, too loyal that he broke things off. He felt bad that he couldn’t give you the love you deserve. He just wasn’t happy, which you respected.

Now your pain in the ass friends were trying to set you up.

“Okay….lets go.” Lalisa marched out and Rosé gave you an apologetic look.

“It will be fun, don’t worry.” She told you.

-

When you got to the club it was surprisingly not that crowded. Which was a relief. “Lets get some fuel.” Lalisa started walking towards the bar.

6 shots later you were starting to get buzzed that you decided to slow down on a casual drink. “Hey.” You looked up following the voice. “Do you see that hot guy over there.” Lalisa pointed with her eyes.

You started to look. “Hey don’t be obvious.” She alerted you.

“Sorry.” You snorted. Maybe the alcohol had kicked in more then you thought.

You slightly looked over, pretending to not be obvious. You saw more then one hot guy, to be honest, but one got your heart racing.

He had dark hair and a killer smile. Possibly one of the most handsome guy you have ever seen. Not counting Illhoon. Shit! You weren’t suppose to be talking about him.

“Go over there and talk to him.” Lalisa pressured you.

“Unless it’s too soon.” Rosé debated.

“No it’s the perfect opportunity….its been long enough…you need to put yourself back out there.” Lalisa argued.

“I’m going over there.” Lalisa stood up. “I’m going to introduce him to you and then I’m going to take his hot friend with the dimples.” Then she stormed off.

As you saw her talking you decided to take about 3 more shots, you were too sober for this.

You saw the guy smile in your direction. “Lalisa always wins.” Rosé said and got up to walk over to one of the other guys.

You were left drinking alone. You didn’t want to act like you were desperate and you weren’t, you wanted to take it at a slow level.

You were slightly drunk that you almost thought the hot guy was walking over.

“Hi.” Oh, it’s real. “I’m Jungkook.” He reached his hand out to you.

“Hi.” You blushed as you stood up, accepting his handshake. “I’m (Y/N).”

“Your friend over there gave a pretty good word for you.”

“What did she say?” You nervously asked.

“She said that I’m an idiot if I don’t talk to you because you are the hottest thing that has ever hit this club.”

You slapped you forehead amused. “I’m so sorry about her.”

“I wouldn’t disagree.” You looked at his sweet smile and blushed.

Your friends were right, you need to let lose, have fun. “Let’s go dance.” You pulled his hand, leading him to the dance floor.

The alcohol took over as you reached the dance floor. You just wanted to have a good time. You felt Jungkook’s hands wrap around your waist as you grinded your hips with his. Your back was rubbing against his chest as you danced in motion.

A few drinks later and a few sexual dances later the rest of the night was all a blur. You knew you wouldn’t remember anything in the morning. You couldn’t remember the fact that you shared an intense kiss.

The second that your lips aligned with his, you were hungry for more. You felt connected with him, but you knew better then to trust the alcohol.

And this case you did. “Do you want to get out of here?” You whispered in his ear.

“Yeah.” Then you don’t even remember getting to his apartment but you got there. As soon as you both tumbled into the door you jumped up wrapping your legs around his waist as he carried you to his bedroom.

He moved down to your neck as soon as your back hit the bed sheets. The sexual tension from each wet kiss had you feeling soaked between your legs.

You heard your phone ring on the table beside you. You couldn’t read the name from your blurry vision, so you tossed it instead.

Jungkook made his way back up to your lips as you felt up the front of his jeans. You attempted to unbutton his belt along with his pants. His hand found itself kneading your chest. You couldn’t help but moan, it’s been a while since you have been touched like this.

You slid your hand underneath his boxers, touching up his sensitive area. The area was tight from his hard-on.

You flipped you both over so you can pull down your dress, leaving you in your bra and underwear. You finished pulling down his pants, exposing his length. Wow. Again, the alcohol bringing out the sweet girl you tried to convince yourself to be.

You grabbed his length kissing the red tip. You loved the sound that escaped his mouth as you started to lick down his area. You couldn’t help but smirk from the thought that you were in control. You made your way back up to the tip leaning your head down to take him fully into your mouth. You bobbed your head up and down sucking every inch of his throbbing member.

You sat back up letting go of him you didn’t want him to take all the fun. You wrapped your arms around your back to unhook your bra and then you slid your underwear off sexually.

He sat up looking at you with desire in his eyes. You bit your lip as you watched him take off his clothes. He was extremely fit. You slid yourself down onto him, surprised by the sudden pain.

You rocked your hips back and forth taking in the pleasure that you desperately needed. You moaned as he worked against you. He grabbed a hold of your hips moving you quicker then you can handle.

You screeched in surprise when he flipped you both over as he took control. He lifted your right leg up onto his left shoulder to deepen the angle. You loved how attractive he was even though he was sweaty.

You felt your toes go numb as your orgasm immerse throughout your body. You squeezed your eyes shut trying to pass through the feeling. Jungkook’s pace slowed down immensely as you felt him jerk his liquid into you. He kissed you passionately before he collapsed on the bed next to you. After that you let the sleep get a hold of you.

-

Your eyes fluttered open as the killer headache flooded your skull. You yawned sitting up when you realized you didn’t recognize the room. You took in your surroundings as yours eyes drifted off to the sleeping beauty next to you. The last thing you remember was dancing with him. Oh shit! What have you done?

You slowly got up trying not to wake what’s his name. Jungkook? You tried to remember. As soon as your feet hit the floor you reached for your underwear and dress. You grabbed your heels, tip toeing your way out of his room. Damn he was beautiful but one night stands are always awkward, that’s why it’s best to sneak out.

On your way out you saw a sweater pulled over a chair. You know you shouldn’t but you took it to at least to save your dignity. When you made your way onto the streets it was way too familiar. This was your street. You only had to walk down a few blocks to reach your apartment. The sweater covering you didn’t have an affect, people still stared at you. Judging you.

When you got home your roommate was in the kitchen.

“Oh my god there you are.” Rosé panicked. “I tried calling you.”

You stopped in front on the mirror making your way to the kitchen. Your makeup was running down your face and your hair was a mess. No wonder everyone was staring.

“Wow you bad girl.” Rosé smirked at you. “You and Lalisa ditching me to go have sex.” She pouted.

“Other then you two I had a nice sober talk with a sweet guy named Jin.”

“That’s nice.” You grabbed the aspirin.

“Anyways….what happened?”

“I don’t remember.” You groaned.

You went to sit comfortably on the couch. Rosé followed you with an ice cold pack.

“I snuck out before I could ask.” You confessed.

“Well maybe you’ll see him again.”

“Maybe….we better call Lalisa to see if shes okay.” You suggested.

“I already did…but both of you ignored my calls.” Rosé intrigued.

You felt the pockets of the sweater, feeling for your phone. It wasn’t there. You got up following your steps to the door where your purse was. You dug through it rapidly trying to find your phone.

“Fuck.” You said panicked “fuck, fuck, fuck.” You got up.

“What?” Rosé rushed to you.

“I forgot my phone.”

-

A few hours later you were still panicked. “What am I going to do?”

“I told you already.” Rosé said annoyed.

Both your eyes made their way towards the door as it opened. Lalisa made her way through with a big smile on her face. “What’s up?” She said casually.

“Where the fuck were you?” Rosé sat up annoyed. “I’ve trying calling you all day.”

“Sorry I was out.” She made her way towards her room. Then she came back out with a bathrobe getting ready for a shower. “I had the best time last night.” She smiled. “I think I’ll stick around with this one.” The thing with Lalisa was she would hook up with guys until she found one she liked.

“He’s so cute and he has like the perfect body, nice and tall, lean.” She blushed. “We had like the best morning sex and then he bought me out for breakfast.”

“Anyway what about you? I saw you guys last night, I almost thought you were going to go at it in the dance floor.” She laughed.

You just sighed. “What’s wrong?” Lalisa asked.

“This whole thing makes me uncomfortable, sleeping with someone I just met….I don’t even remember him that much, just his face.”

“Well maybe if you didn’t sneak out maybe you could get to know him.” Rosé said.

“You snuck out….oh (Y/N)….that’s going to give him the wrong idea and now you’ll probably never see him again.” Lalisa said disappointed.

“She’s going to have too.” Rosé spoke for you.

Lalisa looked at you both. “I forgot my phone.” You said trying to stay calm.

-

“What if he answers?”

“That’s what we want doofus.” Rosé stated.

“I’ll just buy a new phone.” You turned away.

“No you wont.” Lalisa pulled you back.

“Call.” Rosé handed you her phone.

You nervous dialed your phone number. You brought it up to your ear. Your heart started beating quickly as you heard the phone ringing. Lalisa and Rosé were hanging on each shoulder listening.

“Hello.” You heard his cute voice.

“H-hi.” You nervously stuttered.

“(Y/N)?” He remembered your name?

“Hi….um…you have something that belongs to me.”

He laughed. “That’s funny because I believe you have something that belongs to me.”

It took you a few to understand what he meant, but then it occurred to you. You stole his sweater.

-

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Good Girl, Bad Habits

`There’s no stopping now, green lights forever. `

Originally posted by bapsae-monsta

↠ Word Count: 2.3k

↠ Genre: Smut

↠ Pairing: boss! Jungkook x reader

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“ What do you want, Mr. Jeon? “ you rolled your eyes at him. He was irritating you,with his bossy attitude, which was expected,since he was your boss.

” I think you forgot something. “ he whispers quietly in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. ” We made a deal, didn’t we, sweetie? ”

 You froze, remembering the events from one week ago. He didn’t forget? Fuck. “So, why aren’t you answering? Cat got your tongue? “ he says, as he grabs your chin, to look up at him. You looked up, and opened your mouth to say something, but it was shushed, by him putting his thumb in your mouth.

 ” Suck it. “ he says.You didn’t say anything, and obeyed him. Your tongue made cat licks on it, and you started slightly sucking it, while looking in his eyes.

 ” Good girl. “ he says. Suddenly, he pushes you into his desk, and positions you onto it. He sat in between your legs, and grabbed you by the waist. The position made you feel your bodies together, and his hard clothed member on your core. ” I thought good girls didn’t turn bad, apparently I was wrong. ” Without a warning, he starts choking you, and kissing you. Sucking your bottom lip into his mouth, he looked at you, and started bruising your lips. You moaned out of pleasure and pain, not being able to hold it in.

 He stopped, and let go of your neck, making you confused and needy of the lost pleasure. “ I think you have work to do. “he says as he fixes his tie. “I need these paper to be done by tommorow. ” he husked as he handed you the papers.

 You nodded, and exited his office, while fixing your skirt. 

 He really was something.

When you got back in your office, you groaned out of frustration, and hopped on your chair. While spinning on it, you tapped your fingers on the desk.

 "Two must play this game, Jeon.“ 

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Petname Babygirl II pt. 5

Yoongi x reader, Jimin

genre: smut, aaangst

word count: too long, 15.3k


Returning home and having a week off was nice, but after coming back to work everything changed.

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Imagine...Dean Using Bad Pick Up Lines

Originally posted by deanandcasstuff

Request: Congrats about your anniversary! Can I request a really fluffy dean x reader where they’ve been dating for awhile. Like maybe one night they go to a bar with Sam and dean uses all his bad pickup lines on his girlfriend.

Pairing: Dean x reader

A/N: I’m simultaneously proud and mortified at myself for this…


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{PART 5} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut 

Summary; You’re hesitant to reveal your painful past to Jungkook, but time gets cut dreadfully short when Jungkook excuses himself upon receiving an interesting phone call.

{Part 1} {Part 2} {Part 3} {Part 4} {Part 5} {Part 6}

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time)

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Missed You

Requested, combining two requests together because they seem to work well together. Catching Up!

“Is he coming?” You’re co worker asked.

“Yeah! He has been home for a few days now!” You say smiling, stirring your coffee.

“Exciting, we can’t wait to meet him.” She says politely before walking out of the copy room. 

“Ready for tonight?” Your boss asks walking up behind you.

“Totally, can’t wait.” You say smiling.

“Shawn coming to this one?” She asks in a condescending tone.

“Actually yes he is.”

“Wow, he does exist huh?” She laughs and walks away. 

You can’t wait for him to meet all of your work people. He has had to miss all of your work events. Christmas parties, and other events. 

Tonight was a party that your work has ever year. It’s a Halloween party, just without the dressing up. Really everyone just talks and has a few drinks, low key. 

*

The party has started and you texted Shawn to see what time he was gonna show up. 

No response.

“Y/n! Where’s Shawn?” 

“Not here yet but he should be here soon.” You say with a tight smile.

“Well find me when he gets here, I wanna meet him.”

“Will do.” You say clicking his number.

Voicemail.

“Shawn, I hope your driving right now. But you’re late and I want to know what time you’re gonna be here, call me back.” 

The party goes on and you’ve come up with an excuse as to why he’s not coming. He would have told you by now if he was going to be this late, and since he hasn’t you just are assuming he forgot and isn’t coming.

“Y/n? We’re headed to the bar, wanna join?” 

“Nah I wanna get home, next time though.” You say getting into your car.

You decide to call him again because you can’t help the little part of your brain that is telling you something is wrong.

Voicemail.

“Shawn, you’re worrying me. I know I’ve left like a thousand messages but I’m sort of freaking out, and I feel like, never mind. Just call me, please.” You say desperate. 

You drive home and sigh when you see his jeep sitting his it’s parking spot. But now you’re pissed, what the fuck was he doing? Why didn’t he answer?

You slam your car door shut and walk into the house dropping your bags by the door.

“Shawn?” You call out. 

“Living room.” He calls back.

You roll your eyes and take a breath before walking to the living room.

“Hey babe, you’re home late.” He says when you walk in. “How was work.” 

“You didn’t answer your phone.”

“It’s in our room, did you need something?”

“Nope just had a question, but I figured out the answer.” You say sourly before walking out of the room.

“Hey.” He says, you hear him getting up.

“What Shawn?” You snap.

“Whoa, are you okay?”

“Fucking peachy.” You say taking your blazer off and throwing it into the hamper.

“Y/n?” He asks not really entering the bedroom.

“Where were you Shawn?” You say raising your voice, turning to him.

“What do you mean?”

“Tonight, I waited for you. I waited and then I lied. I lied to cover for you.” 

“What are you talking about?”

“My office party.” You sigh defeated.

“That was tonight?”

“Yes Shawn that was tonight.” You mock him.

“I’m sorry.” 

“Yeah whatever.” You say walking past him to the bathroom.

“What do you want me to do, I’ve been on tour Y/n.” He says following you.

“You haven’t been on tour for the past week Shawn, sorry if I don’t give you that out anymore.”

“I forgot, it’s been crazy lately.”

“I get that, I do. But I told you about this months ago, and I called you about 20 times.”

“You what?” He says looking over at his phone.

“I called you, all fucking night. But you never answered, had me worried that something happened to you. I almost called Andrew, but I thought I should go home just in case my fears that you forgot were true, and evidently they are.” 

“I’m sorry.”

“Sorry doesn’t cut it Shawn, not when you don’t even mean it.”

“Why are you so upset about this? It’s just a party.”

“Yeah, how many of your work parties have I missed?”

“Ok but mine are important.” He says raising his eyebrows.

“Excuse me?”

“What?” He asks shrugging his shoulders.

“Get out.” You point at the door. You just want to be alone.

“What? No we’re not done talking about this.” 

“Why, it’s not important. My work isn’t has important as yours is so why should we talk about it.” 

“That’s not what I meant, you know that.”

“Do I?”

“Y/n.” He runs his fingers through his hair.

“I told you to get out.” 

“Y/n, that’s not what I meant. What I meant was my parties are like big time parties. They are like famously important and I have to go to those.”

“No I get it.” You say nodding, trying to swallow the tears threatening to spill. “I’m not famous, I don’t mean that much. It’s all good, the next time my friends at work ask if you’re coming to the next party I’ll tell them you can’t because we aren’t good enough, he only goes to famous parties.” 

“That’s not,” He starts before you push him out of the room and slam the bathroom door shut in his face. You are quick to lock the door and lean against it.

“Y/n, stop. I didn’t mean it like that. Let me explain.” He says pounding on the door. 

You sigh and turn the shower on, drowning out his pleads. 

You let your tears fall and you start to strip, getting into the shower. You stand under the steaming water hoping it will wash the disgust and anger away from you. 

Shawn has never made a comment like that before, and honestly it’s making you wonder if you’re good enough for him. 

*

You’ve been out of the shower for a while, you just don’t want to go out and face him yet. You don’t know how. 

“Y/n?” He knocks on the door. “Babe, it’s been four hours.” He says, totally defeated. “Please come talk to me.”

You stand and look at yourself. You look awful, red swollen eyes, flushed cheeks, hair in a messy bun. You found old sweats in the cabinet and put those on. 

You walk over to the door slowly and sigh as you unlock it and turn the handle. Shawn stands from his seat on the floor and he looks much the same as you do. 

“Thank god.” He sighs hugging you. You don’t hug him back, and that makes him hug you tighter.

“I need you to answer one question.” You choke on your words.

“Okay.”

“Am I enough for you even if I’m not famous?” 

“Y/n.” He takes your face in his hands. “I didn’t mean it. None of it. I am so sorry I missed your party, I really wanted to go. I know you wanted me to go, like really bad. I just got the dates mixed up and that’s my fault, all of this is my fault. I am so sorry. I never meant it when I said that I was more important than you. That is so untrue. You and your job are so important. They are so SO important.” He says desperately.

“Shawn I am not and will never be famous. If you can’t handle doing things that aren’t high key like that then I can’t do this. I can’t be that person for you.”

“No please,” He says, voice cracking. “No, you are the most amazing person, you are my whole world. I don’t care about any of that. You are my person, you are my whole world.” He repeats.

“Shawn.” You sigh.

“No please.” He rests his forehead against yours. “Please, please, please, please.” He whispers. “Please forgive me. I need you.” Tears roll down his cheeks. “I love you, please don’t leave me.”

“I love you too.” You whisper back.

“I’m so sorry, so so so so sorry. I will make it up to you, I promise.” He says holding you a little closer.

“Just hold me.” You say leaning into him. 

Your anger has melted and your heart is hurting to see him like this. He seriously thinks that you are going to leave, I mean it was a serious thought in your head. But you could never be the one to walk away from him. 

“Don’t leave.” He shakes his head.

“Shawn, I’m not leaving.”

“I love you so much.”

“I love you too.”

“Don’t” He starts to say again but you cut him off by kissing him. He kisses you back and sighs against you. He hold you as close as possible. 

“I’m not leaving.” You whisper.

Allergic Interaction

Inspired by @edorazzi‘s BEAUTIFUL little OCs Amun and Carter and all of their antics, Miraculous’ titular character Chat Noir AKA Adrien and his affliction with feathers, and my recent jackpot of allergies. Enjoy!

Also found on AO3.


           Amun would say his luck with the accursed food was dismal at best.

           Hazelnuts, as he learned since his revival, were not, in fact, cursed but some sort of chemical thing, as Angelo put it, caused him to have a reaction in his immune system. Since his internal organs had recently been re-growing, that meant that former hives evolved into far worse reactions when exposed to the fatal nut.

           His luck was dismal because, even after learning of this and learning enough English reading to avoid it, they were in France, and, therefore, French was written everywhere. Amun hadn’t even thought to ask someone to read it to him - he knew the language of French but not how to read it - when he’d eaten that chocolate bar offered to him by one of the clerks at the museum.

           If not for Angelo’s quick grab for the Epinephrine pen upon seeing Amun go red and begin to wobble from dizziness, this might have been his second death.

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Secret Encounters - Dean Winchester x Reader (Single Father AU)

Title: Secret Encounters

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: —

Warnings: Age gap, Reader is twenty something years old

Summary: Imagine being in a secret relationship with your best friend’s father, Dean Winchester.

A/N: I read something that inspired this, so I am not the one that came up with it in the first place but this is all still mine so enjoy!

He was tall, dark and handsome. How more cheesy could it get?

Whenever you stared at him you felt like time would stop. How was it even possible? The only words you could think of to describe him were exactly those. Alright maybe not the dark part. Whenever he’d smile at you or anyone around him it felt like the entire room would light up and your heart would soar, a smile forming on your lips too. It felt almost contagious but he had such a kind soul, so selfless, generous and kind that it was impossible not to be happy with his own happiness.

The first time you’d met him, as many you thought, you’d taken him to be more… rough. The full lips and sharp jaw along with the broad shoulders and strong arms as well as the jeans and black shirt and flannels he’d wear intimidated you for some reason as well as attracted you. He looked kinda scary at first, and when he spoke that deep gruff voice would make anyone think that he was a tough man but in reality when you got to know him he was such a gentle person. Dean Winchester was the definition of ‘Don’t judge a book by its cover’, or at least up to some point.

His love for classic rock and his Impala was true, as was the fact that he was a ladies man. With a killer smile like that he could have anyone that he wanted and it was only proven by the numerous nights he spent at bars and then at some lady’s place. Well, lately that had started changing but from what you’d gotten to know and what you’d usually see he was a total flirt. Moreover, his love for pie and burgers along with childlike behavior was obvious by the boyish grin he’d sport sometimes. He was a kid at heart yet… such a real man at other times, knowing exactly what to do and how.

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My Girl Part5

A/N: Meh this is pretty crap, I was pretty lazy in writing this, but if there are spelling errors and blah blah then oh well hehe I haven’t proof read it lol

Previously:Part4

RING RING RING

The home phone rang and Bill ran over to answer it. “Hello this is Bill Skarsgard speaking”

“Hello Bill it’s Kate speaking”

“Hello Dr.Kate how may I help you?” he said nervously into the phone.

“Its Y/N.” Bill gulped while holding the phone to his ear

“She’s awake….”


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Petals (ft. Hoseok)

Drabble Game Prompt 18. “I shouldn’t be in love with you.”

hanahaki disease!au, extreme angst
4k words (oneshot)
→ what happens when the surgery doesn’t work?

A/N: WOAH ok…I realized after writing this that this deserves a story talk so please read that! I hope my first Hoseok story turned out okay :) 


The lights are piercing, shining too bright for a godless day like this. The nurses wheel you into a different ward that shares the same kind of lights, and you can see in the swinging doorway the faces of your close friends and family as they smile tearfully at your weak body atop of the gurney. 

But the sight of him makes your heart clench, waving at you and hugging your mom close as he meets your gaze from a few feet away, and the overwhelming need to throw up comes again. The bitter taste of the petals are already at the back of your throat. But you swallow it down, tears pricking your eyes as you calm down your breathing and focus on the sharp smell of alcohol that fills the surgery ward.

The nurse smiles at you from under her mask, her eyes crinkling as she stops the gurney and begins preparing her tools. “It’ll be over before you even know it. You’re very brave to be doing this procedure.” You nod, as she prepares the anesthesia and puts a mask over your mouth. 

“Alright, honey, can you count backwards from twenty please?” Other doctors and surgeons fill the room, and you can see on the second floor, that a few other doctors stand over the glass paneled room, watching.

You nod, and she smiles. 

“20, 19, 18, 17, 16,” you begin, faltering as you count, “15…14…13…”

And everything goes black, the taste of flowers still bitter at the back of your throat.

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Moments (2/5) - Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 3581

Plot: The first time Peter asked you out

Warnings: angst(ish), a use of the swear word f*ck, FLUFFITY FLUFF FLUFF

Author’s Note: Yeah so this is the second part of Moments and also the monthly song challenge!  I used the song Only Us from the musical Dear Evan Hansen, and of course, this is really really late (again). My apologies! But I hope you enjoy! :)

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What is the song challenge? // Lilly’s Version

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                                              Please Jeff, stay.

A/N: It’s been a while since my last imagine and as you can see this time it’s not one about Reggie.

I just love Jeff so much and he obviously DESERVED BETTER, so I hope you like it. He doesn’t die in this one and honestly I don’t think I will ever write one of those because I lost someone ina¡ a car accident and I can’t even read the imagines about Jeff dying because I literally cry.

Please don’t ever drink and drive and always be careful on the road. Be safe. ❤️

Warnings: Maybe some misspelled things, but I’m Spanish, I try my best.  😁

Words: 1.604

Masterpost

Requests are open


I wasn’t someone new at all in Liberty high even though it seem like I was. I went to school with most of the people in this high school, I was their classmate until the first year in high school when I moved to another city, but now I was back for my junior and senior year.

So as I was saying I wasn’t a new student, but people acted like they didn’t know who I was, they treated me like if I didn’t knew the place or the students and after explaining a few people the whole story I gave up and I just went along.

It has been a week since I arrived and I still noticed the stares I got in the halls and how when I passed next to a group of girls they would start whispering. I knew they were talking about me, I knew there were rumours out there but I didn’t care at all.

One morning while I was grabbing a book from my locker and thinking about nothing in particular I heard someone calling me from behind and when I turned I realized it was Jeff Atkins.

“Hey! You are Jedd right?” I was trying to make a joke but I saw that he was taking it seriously so I stopped trying to be funny “Just kidding, I remember you Jeff” when I said that he smiled again.

“I just wanted to know how are you handling being in Liberty high again” Jeff has always been one of the few good people around here, he wasn’t afraid to talk with everyone even though he didn’t know that person, and he was so nice with every one, that was one of the reasons why all the girls always liked him and I was sure that hasn’t change a bit.

“Fine, I guess” I said closing my locker “it is like no one remembers me tho”

“If it makes you feel better I didn’t forget about you” I gave him a smile “and Clay and Tony remember you too” he sounded like he was trying to play down about what he said first.

“It makes me feel better, indeed” we remain silence, it was a little uncomfortable because I didn’t know why he came to talk to me in the first place, I was grateful because it really felt good to know that he remembered me and that he wanted to talk to me, but still it felt odd having in account he was one of the most popular guys in high school.

The bell saved us from that silence, we had to go to class so I just say goodbye and I started walking to my next class, but Jeff called me again and I turned to look at him.

“Are you going to Jess’ party tonight?” I didn’t know why he was so interested suddenly, but it didn’t bother me at all.

“I don’t know, are you?”

“Definitely”

“Then maybe I’ll show up” I answered giggling and turning again to leave that hall.

Was I being flirty with Jeff Atkins? I had no idea how I got to that point, but I had done it and I think he wanted me at the party, despite that fact I didn’t want to create false illusions to find out that it was all part of some fantasy of mine.

I didn’t think about that for the rest of the day until I saw my new friend Hannah Baker and she talked to me about that party and how Clay asked her if she was going to go. Neither of us knew what to do, we had thought of doing something more relaxing than a party, but we decided to go.

I was designated driver for the night, so that way Hannah could drink whatever she wanted. I didn’t have a problem because I actually didn’t like alcohol like most of the teenagers, so I drove very happy.

When we arrived to the party it was pretty crowed, the house was full and also was the front yard. Most of the people there were already wasted.

We went to the kitchen while I was looking for a certain someone, but I wouldn’t say that out loud, I think Hannah was looking for someone too and she was the first to find him.

We approached Clay and a big smile appeared in his face when he saw us.

“I didn’t know you were coming!”

“We are full of surprises” Hannah answered almost sounding nervous.

“There are drinks in the kitchen… we can go there”

“Not form me, designated driver” I said pointing at me.

“I’ll drink for you” Hannah added.

We followed Clay to the kitchen, but I looked outside in the way and I found who I was looking for. I tapped Hannah in the shoulder so she could see me going to the back yard.

I laid on the wall and I looked at him until he looked in my direction and when he noticed me I saw a bigger smile in his face.

I waved at him and started to walk in his direction, but he reached me before I could walk more than two steps.

“You came” I don’t know how he did it, but his smile was one of the most precious things I’ve ever seen.

“Yeah… but not because I like parties” I answered giggling “I’m…” I looked around before ending the sentence “working as cupid” I added in a whisper “Hannah obviously likes Clay, so I came to make sure they spend time together and hopefully something happens in the process and I’m proud to admit that I’m reaching my goal”

“Wow, we have more in common than I thought” did he really spend time thinking about what we had in common? “Because I’ve been trying to get those two together since Hannah came to Liberty” I couldn’t help but smile when I talked to him.

“We’re really good friends, they own us so much” I laughed.

“Hey (Y/N)!” we both looked in Jess’ direction; she was calling me from the door “Do you want to join us? We’re playing suck and blow”

I felt Jeff’s gaze on me even before Jess could finish her proposal and to be honest I couldn’t help but grimace thinking about kissing some drunk teenage by accident.

“No Jess, thank you, but I’m good” she was pretty wasted because she almost fell when she tried to go back inside the house.

I looked at Jeff again and I found his blue eyes on me, which made me a little nervous, but I controlled myself

“Do you want to play beer pong?” he offered

“I have to drive, I can’t drink”

“You can drink Coca-Cola, like me”

“Then count me in, I can teach you how to aim” I laughed passing by his side as if I knew where I had to go.

I joined him and a couple of his friends, who were drunk already.

I wasn’t joking when I said I had a good aim, I got the ball in every cup, making Jeff’s friends to drink even more.

I was having so much fun, Jeff and I were in the same team and we were clearly winning so we got to the point where we throw the ball in different funny ways like for example shooting while I was on Jeff’s back.

We were flirting all the time, teasing each other when it was each other turn, Jeff covering my eyes, tickling me and me trying to tickle him. I almost forgot we weren’t alone.

“I should look for Hannah” I said breathless for all the laughing.

“She’s over there with Clay” I followed Jeff indication and I saw them sitting by the pool, just talking.

“Hey Atkins! We need more beer!” I turned to look at who was saying that, but I didn’t know who he was.

“No problem!” Jeff answered.

My facial expression changed suddenly and I think Jeff noticed because his changed when he turned to me.

“Are you really going?”

“Yeah” he looked confused by my reaction.

“They had enough for tonight; they won’t even notice the lack of alcohol in their systems”

“Hey you don’t have to worry, I had two beer two hours ago, you’ve seen me drinking Coca-Cola” but that didn’t calm me, I wasn’t a big fan of driving in general, I lost someone in a car accident and I’ve been pretty scared since then.

“I know, but… maybe there’s someone out there who is driving drunk and you pay the consequences”

“I promise I’ll be careful, I’ll be back before you even notice I’m gone” he said caressing my arm, trying to calm me.

I saw him leaving, but I couldn’t let him go so I called him again and he turned in my direction.

“Please Jeff… stay” he remained silent, looking my way, probably really confused, but he smiled again and came to me.

“Why it is so important? I’ve done this a lot of times, I’ll be fine”

“Because…” I looked to my side, thinking if I was going to do what I was thinking right now. It was now or never, so I cupped his face with my hands and sorted the distance between our lips.

He kissed me back and I could hear people whistling around us, something that made me laugh in the kiss.

“Is this a good reason?” I asked when we broke the kiss.

“A really good one” he answered kissing me again before I could say anything else.

He Calls Me Kitty (Damian Wayne x Reader) Part 3

tinyfandombloggerprancingdestiellastbelievercapt-coldy captthe-smartass-under-the-mountainThe long awaited part three, this is not where I expected this story to go, but I’m curious to see how it ends. I really enjoy exploring Damian’s softer side, because most people chose not to see it, even though he has his moments in the comics where it is super clear he loves all of his brothers, especially Tim.

Part One Part Two

Trigger Warnings: Talk of Violence and Death

Originally posted by sixofclovers


Your leg was healing, slowly but it was healing. You lived in the manor as you waited for your bones to mend and you were beginning to enjoy the life you found their. Titus thought you were fun, and played with you often, Goliath took an extreme liking to you, allowing you to curl up on his warm body at night, and Pennyworth didn’t say as many rude things anymore. Batcow and Jerry mostly stayed away from you, but they were kind when you passed them for your breakfast. Each night Damian would take you to his room and dress your wounds, then leave to go and Robin. When he came back he would pat the bed next to him, but you still refused to climb in with him, it was a principle.

Today was a Sunday and you were beyond excited, because you had overheard Damian say you would get the wrapping off your leg today. The entire day you lounged near Damian, hoping he would catch a glimpse of you and take off the bandages, but he was sparing with ‘brother’ all day.

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Book Worm

One shot Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warnings: None

A/N: Hey guys! Still have to do everything on mobile, but sorry this is late I had work all day, but here is a seb one shot for you all!

Special thanks to the wonderful Kirsten for beta testing this!! It means a lot you liked it!! @serzhantkris

Y/F/B = Your favorite book


Originally posted by little--batman

Originally posted by sweet-cozy-home

“Oh and I had sex with a male prostitute and then I borrowed your underwear.”

“Mhmm sounds like fun.”

“Seriously?! Did you even hear what I just said Y/N?!”

“Uhh yeah…something about a new guy your with?” You smiled at her apologetically.

She rolled her eyes at you, letting out a sigh. “Y/N, when will you get your nose out of that book? You never hear anything, I’m surprised you still have your job!! What if something major happens and you miss it!” She insisted.

“Katie,” you chuckled. “Its not like some celebrity is gonna just show up and I don’t notice. Like who would miss that? And besides, I’m great at my job!” You retorted.

“Yeah, okay. Just don’t yell at me when a mysterious man sweeps me off my feet and you miss all the fun! Besides, how could one book captivate so much of your attention and one amazing gentleman couldn’t? I don’t understand you.”

“Yeah, in your dreams honey!” You snorted out. “To answer that question, on the other hand, Y/F/B is amazing!! If a man can keep me interested enough in a conversation rather than reading this book, well I might just marry him.” You shrugged candidly.

“Ok, I guess that’s fair, but you can’t continually shy away from men using books; I want you to be happy ok, Ms. Beauty and the Beast.”

“Okay, whatever you say Ms. Male prostitutes are my aesthetics.” You sassed back.


Reading was your favorite past-time, ever since you were a little girl. Your mother always read to you before bed time and you loved the fairies, goblins and dragons all perfectly placed into a whimsical story. Your best friend, however disagreed. She liked to find her fun in other people. Of course there is no harm in that, but with all the fictional character’s you’ve made friends with, real people didn’t always make the cut in your social life.


You were halfway through your book, the one you started 2 hours ago, when all around you people were screaming with excitement and leaving there tables at the cafe to run elsewhere. This didn’t phase you because you were too occupied with your book; you were so enticed by your novel, you hardly noticed your best friend yelling for your attention, then failing and leaving you behind to follow the crowd.

“Hi there, is this seat taken?” He asked.

“Oh, I think she left, go ahead.” You waved towards the empty chair, ignoring him.

He shook his head, laughing. “That must be one interesting book you have. May I ask what your reading?”

“Hmm? I’m sorry, did you say something?” You asked, barely peeling your eyes away from your book.

“I asked what book you were reading. It must be good enough for you to ignore all the commotion that just happened.”

You looked at the man sitting where your friend used to be. As soon as your eyes met his, you didn’t believe it. Were you dreaming? This isn’t real. Where was Katie?

“Oh my God. Your….no. Wait. What?” You fumbled your words out.

“…Sebastian Stan? In the flesh!” He exclaimed, flashing a smile at you and giggling.

“Wow. Ok, but why are you here? Like sitting with me? There have got to be more interesting people, I just totally ignored you over a book!” You rambled on, your cheeks growing hotter.

“Exactly.” He stated. “Not that I’m complaining, but you caught my attention when all this excitement happened when I showed up and you were sitting here with that pretty little nose stuck in a book.” He winked at you.

You started blushing, making your face more red and for sure noticeable. He seemed to notice this and bowed his head, laughing slightly to himself.

It stayed silent for a few more moments. You didn’t really know what to say to The Sebastian Stan. Well, nothing that wouldn’t make you sound like an idiot anyway. God, if only you could start over!

“Ok, I didn’t mean to make you feel like I was picking on you. It was fascinating to see you so interested. Ok, how about we start over? Hmm?”

The God’s are on your side!

“Hmpf. Ye-yeah…ok. Ummm,” You stood up, offering your hand. “I’m Y/N Y/L/N.”

Taking your hand and bringing it to his face, he placed a soft, but warm kiss on it, making you blush profusely. “Its wonderful to meet you Y/N, I’m Sebastian Stan.” Giving you a toothy smile.

After that, it wasn’t so bad. He was very polite and extremely interesting. You forgot about the book altogether. Looks like you owe Katie. Where is she anyway?

Sebastian was super sweet and it was fascinating to hear about his career and all the fun he has. You made him start crying from laughing so much when you told him you were a nurse. He couldn’t believe it because of how you ignore everything when reading a book. Wow, him and Katie would get a long.

You both talked for a while longer. The occasional fan coming to say hi and take pictures, but his full attention stayed on you. Eventually, though, his manager called and he had to leave, but he didn’t rush your conversation; he gave you his number so that you could recommend more books to him.

“Well, I shouldn’t keep you any longer. And thanks for chatting, it was nice.” You bowed you head, blushing.

“Thank you for letting me, it’s nice to have a really conversation with someone sometimes.” He smiled back.

“Well it was a pleasure meeting you Mr. Stan.” You beamed. Offering your hand again.

He took it again and placed a kiss on It, looking into your eyes and letting it linger a couple seconds longer. “The pleasure was all mine Ms. Y/L/N.” His voice was low, and sensual. Your eyes grew a little wider, but tried to push it off. He stood up again and laughed.

He turned away from you, but stole a few more glances as he left for the studio. You never thought in a million years something like that could happen. What kind of story was this? You watched his car drive away and you shyly waved a goodbye. As soon as you sat down again your phone rang. You picked it up and saw a message from a number you didn’t know.

Would you want to start on a new chapter next time, my little book worm? ~S.S.

You smiled so wide it hurt. But, how did he even get this number? Still, you couldn’t turn down such a captivating adventure, plus you had a feeling this was one book you were sure to love.


Please let me know what you think! I’m sorry it was so long! But I’m thinking of doing another part, but only if you guys want to.

Library Blues

Summery: Being locked in a library with Steve Rogers wasn’t your idea of a perfect night but you didn’t have much of a choice.

Pairing: College AU!Steve x Reader

Word Count: 1,525

Warnings: swearing, angst-ish, little fluff

A/N: This is entry to JSD’s rom-com writing challenge @just-some-drabbles (I changed my url so its probably different than the one on your list). This is  also my first Steve Rogers fic! This was inspired by a part in a book though I can’t seem to remember which book! Anyways enjoy, happy readings!

Prompt: “Looks like we’re gonna be here for a while.”

Originally posted by lovelynemesis

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It took all your will power to stay in the library and not go to the raging campus party you had earlier been invited to. “I better pass this stupid calculus exam,” you whisper to yourself continuing to the next practice question.

“Math?” A mans voice said from above you.

“Mhmm,” you grunt out cursing whoever this was for there distraction.

“I’m more of a language guy,” the man continued though you showed no interest.

“Cool,” you reply.

“Yeah English major, I kind of want to be a high school English teacher. That’d be nice.”

Annoyed you bitched the man out. “I seem to have failed to remember when I gave a fuck, leave me alone dude.”

Taken back by your harsh words the man left. You took the liberty to look up from your math and see who you had just been talking to. The man had light brown hair and a muscular built.

“I hope he wasn’t cute,” you mumble to yourself again trying to get back the focus you lost when you were interrupted.

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Laundry

A/N: Bucky x Reader fic based off of a prompt from this list

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requested by @yourunicornweirdo 

Word Count: 1429

Warnings: swearing, makeout scene

Prompt: “Your lack of clothes is very distracting.”



“Here you go.” Wanda smirked, handing you her laundry basket. You had lost a bet to Steve on a Dodgers vs Red Sox game, and due to the loss, you had to do everyone’s laundry. Flipping her off, you begrudgingly dumped her dirty clothes into the large basket you had with you, ignoring her loud cackling as you made your way down the hall.

After gathering all people’s clothing but one, your stomach dropped as you neared the last door. The last room, the one that was next to yours, contained Bucky Barnes. You had no idea what was going one between the two of you, but you knew how annoyed it made you feel.

There was the constant teasing of each other, whether it was deliberately dropping something to bend over, or brushing past one another when walking by. You didn’t know what to make of it, feeling frustrated to the point where you couldn’t take it anymore. Sure, you liked him.

But what pissed you off was that it was probably all a game to him. That’s what you thought, that this was just for fun, and that he only saw you as a friend. There was that hopeful voice though, the one the size of a mosquito, the part of you that wanted to believe he reciprocated your scarily strong feelings.

In conclusion, you were torn. Gripping the heavy basket tightly, you talked yourself down from insanity as you slowly made your way to Bucky’s bedroom. Just walk up, ask for his clothes, and leave. It was simple, right? You raise your fist and knock on the door three times, waiting for a response.

A muffled voice shouts “Just a minute!” As you hear shuffling in the room, causing you to tap your foot impatiently against the floor. You hear the doorknob being turned, and the entrance whips open, causing a small breeze to run over your body. “What is it?” Bucky asks, a hand in the pocket of his oversized sweatpants.

Your breath catches in your throat as you try to maintain just eye contact, pursing your lips as your eyes briefly run over the muscles highlighted by his tight shirt. His hair was damp, sticking to the sides of his face as his eyes met yours. He raised an eyebrow expectantly, smirking arrogantly at your expression. “Hello doll? Did you come here to check me out or do you have an actual reason?”

Your eyes narrow at him as you glare, speaking in an aggravated tone. “I was not checking you out! It’s just the stupid bet with Steve, I’m here to do your damn laundry.” Bucky nods exaggeratedly, widening the door for you to enter, speaking sarcastically as you stride in. “Yeah of course, totally.”

You turn and poke him in the chest, not paying too much attention to the fact that he closed the door, leaving you to wallow alone with him in your pit of nervousness. “I’m serious, Barnes!” Bucky chuckles, walking over to the corner of his room and piling his dirty laundry into his arms, leaving you to steal a quick glimpse of his ass.

You swallow as you try to uphold a confident stance, making silent eye contact with Bucky as he keeps the same cocky smile, walking over and dropping his clothing into the laundry basket. “Anything else you need, Y/N?” He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively and catches you off guard, leaning forward to whisper in your ear.

Anything.” 

You inhale sharply, wanting so badly to just give in, desperate to know what kind of experience that would be. Your strong, stubborn, self wants to push his buttons too, so you smile innocently at him as he pulls away. “No thanks, that’s okay.” His pompous expression falters, watching you warily.

Your eyes scan the room and notice a small pair of boxers in the corner, crumpled up and discarded. Perfect. Pointing it out, you gesture to the area. “I think you forgot something back there. Mind grabbing it for me?” You bat your eyelashes for extra effect, watching as Bucky nods and turns around, his demeanour cautious the whole time.

As he begins to walk, you ‘accidentally’ stumble, Bucky’s reflexes kicking in and whipping around, wrapping an arm around your waist in an attempt to stop you from falling forward. You’re now pressed up against him, placing a hand on his shoulder to brace yourself.

As much as Bucky likes this position, you do too, and he seems to pick up on it. He holds you even closer to him, your mouth inches from his. The two of you stare at each other, silently daring the other person to cross the line. He regains control, moving his hand down until it rests on the top of your ass, then going to speak into your ear.

“If you wanted me, all you had to do was ask.” He finishes with an experimental roll of his hips, causing you to purse your lips, holding back a moan.

He smirks upon seeing your reaction, feeling accomplished yet oddly turned on at your slightly widened eyes and barely parted lips. After a few seconds of intense eye contact, you break away, taking the boxers from Bucky’s hand and tossing them into the laundry basket. 

You turn and hoist the basket onto your waist, trying your best to ignore the hotness of your cheeks. “Oh, Y/N?” Bucky calls out, making you face him. “Yes?” Just when you thought things couldn’t get worse, he reaches behind his head and slowly peels off his shirt, throwing it into the laundry bin. “These clothes are dirty too…”

Your eyes widen as you blatantly run your eyes over his body, moving back up to meet his cocky face. “You just had a shower, didn’t you? Those are clean pyjamas!” You gesture with your hands, biting your lip and breathing deeply through your nose. He ignores your statement, faking concern as he speaks.

“You okay, Y/N? You seem a little bothered.” He takes a step forward, your toes almost touching. Glaring up at him, you mumble under your breath as you turn your face towards the floor. “Yeah, it’s just that your lack of clothes is very distracting…” 

Feeling a finger hook under your chin, you look up Bucky, noticing his pupils have dilated and his breathing has become harder. “What was that, doll?” You squint your eyes, looking at him accusingly. “You heard what I said!” Huffing, you cross your arms and turn your head to the side, not knowing if you’ll be able to stop yourself from making out with him right then and there.

And damnit, you couldn’t hold back anymore, it was too much. His dark, long, hair, his blue eyes, the ones that dilate when you tease each other, his everything. Catching him by surprise, you grab his face and crash your lips to his, feeling the drop in your stomach go to your core.

He responds almost instantly, groaning into your mouth as you put your hand in his hair and softly tug at the strands. The two of you intertwine your tongues, your bodies pressed up against each other as close as possible as you engage in a heated make out. Unfortunately, you have to break away for air, and when you pull back, Bucky’s disheveled self almost makes you lose it.

“Wow.” He grins like a child, flashing you all of his teeth. “That was a lot better than I pictured it.” You look up at him apprehensively, his hand still on the small of your back. “So, I’m not the only one who’s been picturing it?” You bite your lip, feeling anticipation fill you. “Of course not! I’ve been thinking about this for a while. If I knew all it’d take for you to kiss me was to take off my shirt, I would’ve done it a while ago.”

You slap his chest, burying your face in his neck as he wraps his arms around you, enveloping you in a tight hug. “I like you for more than your looks Barnes… While being hot is a plus, I think you’re really amazing.” You mumble, pulling away to see what Bucky thinks of your declaration.

His face lights up like a Christmas tree, leaning down to peck you on the lips. “As much as I like being called hot, hearing that I’m amazing coming from you is like music to my ears.” You chuckle, wrapping your arms around him once more, overjoyed at how you finally made a move.


A/N: I hope you liked it! let me know if you’ve got any requests :)

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King and Queen- Josh Dun

Request-  Can you do one where Josh and Y/N are 10 years apart? He’s 28 and she’s 18 and a lot of fans are giving them shit but both their families, Tyler and Jenna are super supportive Because Y/N treats Josh like a freaking King and she’s mature for her age

“Y/N I love your senior quote in the yearbook. It’s so poetic. I’m shocked you didn’t pick a quote from a Twenty One Pilots song.” Your friend Maddie told you.

“Yeah, I just really liked this quote better. Also I thought I would be a little weird to quote my bo-” you cut yourself off from saying anymore.

Nobody but your parents,Tyler, Jenna, and his family knew about you and Josh’s relationship and you weren’t planning on telling anyone soon.

“Your what? Fantasy boyfriend Josh?” She teased.

“Yeah. Exactly.” You pushed it off not wanting to let it slip that you have been dating Josh for the past 15 months.

You had met Josh about over a year ago at a club. You were underage and used a fake I.D. to get in. You saw Josh from across the club and his bright pink hair caught your eye. He came over to you and started to talk to you and the both of you instantly had a connection. He didn’t know you were only 17 at the time until he asked if you wanted to head back to his place. That’s when you warned him that you were only 17. He didn’t care, because he wanted to get to know you more than to have sex with you. You were pretty mature for your age and the connection you two had made the age difference seem like nothing.

After hanging out and going on small dates for about 2 months Josh finally asked you out. You didn’t want to tell your parents, fearing they would say it was unacceptable that you were dating someone 10 years older than you. Josh insisted saying it was the right thing to do. They took it fairly well just warning Josh to not mess anything up.

Now 15 months into the relationship you were about to walk across the stage of you high school and be in the real world. You were excited, because that meant you and the yellow haired boy you loved so much can go far away for a bit together.

Your friends were all fans of Twenty One Pilots and whenever they brought them up you so badly wanted to talk about Josh. When your friend went on about how hot Josh was you got a bit jealous, but she didn’t know you were dating so you couldn’t be mad. When Josh went on tour you facetimed nightly and he made sure to stop by whenever he had a day off to see you. You and all your friends went to the concert that was closest to you and when you went missing after the show you had to come up with an excuse that you got sick and your mom came to pick you up, when really you were hanging out Tyler, Jenna, and Josh then later went to Josh’s hotel room for some “privacy”.

Everyone who knew about you two were super nice about it and often forgot you were still in high school. You talked about mature topics and you got along with everyone. Jenna and you were extremely close too. She always said you were like her long lost twin.

When you turned 18 Josh made sure to see you and spend as much time with you as possible. It was hard since he spent a lot of time on the road, but you didn’t mind, your facetime dates were always some of the best.

It was the night before your graduation and you were on the phone with Josh. It was one of your usual facetime dates. He was at the airport on his way back to you and you laid on your bed taking in the sight of your boyfriend.

“So you excited to graduate babe?” he asked.

“Yup, but I’m more excited to see you.” you said.

“I know. Only 11 hours, 45 minutes and 43 seconds.” Josh said looking down at his watch.

“That’s cute you have a count down.”

“I’m always counting down for you baby.” he said and you laughed.

“I love you, but it’s getting late and I should probably sleep.” you said while yawning.

“Alright. Good night love.” he said blowing you a kiss then hanging up.

You fell asleep and before you knew it the feeling of lips on your forehead woke you up.

“Josh.” you nearly tackled him with a kiss.

“Good morning beautiful.” he said before kissing you again.

“I’m so glad you’re here” you said hugging him close.

“I know and although I would love to hold you all day, it’s almost 10 and you need to get ready.” he said letting you go.

You frowned before walking over to your vanity where you started your makeup. After 2 hours of makeup, hair, and conversation you were finally ready.

“Wow, you look stunning.” Josh said before kissing your lips deeply, then there was a knock on your door and you mom came in.

“Sorry to barge in, but we have to go. Oh Josh It’s good to see you.” she said hugging Josh.

“You too. Now you heard her Y/N, go get our graduate butt in the car.” he said and you rolled your eyes while walking out of your bedroom and downstairs.

Once at the ceremony you had to part ways with Josh early and you left him with your parents. They all got along quite well so you had nothing to worry about. It was better if he wasn’t near you, because you didn’t want anyone knowing you were dating. You hoped nobody recognized him or asked who he was with.

You met up with a few friends and took a seat. After waiting for a while Maddie nudged you.

“Y/N look there is someone with Yellow hair over there.” she said pointing to Josh. “what if it’s Josh Dun.” she laughed.

“Maddie stop, why would Josh Dun be here.” you said then changed the topic again.

It was finally time for your name to be called so you could walk across the stage.

“Y/N Y/L/N.” the speaker said and many cheers were heard.

You knew Josh was cheering and it made you happy knowing he had come.

Once the rest of the ceremony ended you quickly found Josh and your family (thanks to his hair).

“Y/N congratulations.” Josh hugged you tight.

“Thanks, but keep it casual.” you whispered in his ear and he let go of you.

“So let’s get out of here before anyone recognizes Josh. We’ll do pictures back at home.” your dad said.

You and Josh walked back to the car distance between the two of you. It was times like these that it was hard to not be able to hold hands with your boyfriend or simply walk next to him, but it was better this way.

Once you got in the car you pulled out your phone that was buzzing like crazy.

There was a bunch of texts from your friend Maddie telling you to look at Josh’s snapchat story. You immediately opened snapchat and went to Josh’s snapchat story. There was a 10 second video of your name being called while you crossed the stage and him cheering.

“JOSH.” you said while hitting his knee.

“What?” he asked confused.

“Why did you put this on your story?” you asked while playing the video again.

“Oh shit. I meant to send that to Jordan and Ashley. I’ll take it down.”

“Josh I bet a lot of people already saw it. What are we going to do?” you aid franticly.

“I say just leave it. Let people guess who you are. I mean it’s only a matter of time before people catch on.” he said calmly, helping you calm down.

“You’re right. Plus people are just going to think I’m like your younger cousin or something. Which is gonna be weird when they find out we’re dating.” you said and Josh laughed.

“See it’ll all work out. Now let’s go back to your house and party.” he said pumping his fist in the air.

-2 months later-

“Y/N, I’m so glad you and Josh decided to make your relationship public. It’s so exciting being able to go out with the both of you and not have an awkward distance between the two of you.” Jenna told you.

“Yeah it’s great.” you said with a fake smiling.

“What’s wrong?” she asked sitting down next to you.

You sat there and listened to the song playing in the background for a minute before answering.

“Just people say things about us and our relationship and they don’t even know anything about me. People say I pay for Josh to date me and I’m probably a complete nag being 10 years younger than him and all.”

“You can’t listen to them. They all just want to be in your shoes. Josh loves you and you’re not a nag at all. I often forget you’re even younger than us. You’re very mature and I know for a fact that they don’t know the first thing about you. If they saw how much of a king you treat Josh, they would love you. I think once you give it some time, they will warm up to you.” Jenna told you and the music ended.

You saw the two boys running off stage so you stood. Josh opened his arms for a hug and you dodged him, but he still got a hold of you.

“Ew, you’re all sweaty and gross.” you whined trying to squirm out of his grasp.

“Say you love me and I’ll let go.” he told you and you laughed.

“I love you.” you rushed.

“Say it and mean it.” he told you.

“I love you.” you said slower then kissed him.

“That’s better.” he said letting you go.

“So adorable.” Tyler said walking away with Jenna following him.

No it was just you and Josh. well there were other people around, but it just felt like the two of you. It always did.

“I always mean it when I say it.” you said.

“I love you too.” he said kissing you again. “Now you need a shower and so do I. What do you say we save some water and take one shower.” he said with a smirk on his face pulling you along to the shower.

He really was your king and you were his queen. You didn’t care what his fans said. They didn’t understand and they never. They didn’t know you but Josh did and his opinion was the only one that mattered to you.

Good night, Andrews: Archie Andrews

request: HI! Can you write an imagine where Jughead, Archie, Betty and Y/N were the original four before and Jug and her really like each other but Y/N had to move away. Then she comes back while the Jason Blossom mystery (she knows, even about Grundy and V). And when Jug sees her at school, it hits him that she’s back but he’s dating Betty and it saddens her. But she gets close with Archie again and fall for each other and dates and it makes Jug jealous. The ending’s all yours. Sorry if it’s long :)

requested by: anonymous

A/N: I’M BACK!! I changed a little bit of this request, but I still think it is good. Also, I AM SO SORRY THAT IT TOOK FOREVER!! I feel so bad that this took so long. Thank you for being patient. I made it long to apologize. xx, aubree

warnings: none that I can think of.

word count: 1,557

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MASTERLIST

Originally posted by fyeahriverdale


Y/N was finally back in her hometown, Riverdale. She moved away about three years ago for her dad’s job and missed her friends deeply. Before she had moved, she would hang out at Pop’s diner with her three best friend’s Archie Andrews, Betty Cooper, and Jughead Jones. They all kept in contact after Y/N left and they told her all about what was happening in Riverdale. They told her about Jason Blossom and how everyone thought he drowned until his body washed to shore with a gunshot wound to the head. They even told her about Archie’s affair with the music teacher, and of their newest friend Veronica Lodge. 

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