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jennaissantes · 2 years

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sorry, i love you. — park jay

SYPNOSIS: Park Jongseong loves you. But he is afraid. Afraid of hurting you. Scared you’ll end up hating him. You love Park Jongseong. You’re willing to give him that second chance. But will he take it?

PAIRING: jay x fem!reader

GENRE: angst LOL | exes to… exes | heartbreak |

WARNINGS: mentions of toxic relationship, family issues, eating disorders, etc.

WORD COUNT: 1.3k

NOTE: HEY GUYS IM BACK W THIS FIC FNKWNFKE it’s angst bc um. yeah. this ifc is part of bff lias collab >:) NUHAHAH >:) please please please send in some feedback i rlly like this one HELPPP i hope u guys like it <3

“Hey Jay. Solve this. 53. 3. 19. 99. 92.” comes your text.

What’s this you sent him? Numbers? He’s quick to reply, “What de fuvk is that?” only to have you respond with a shrugging emoji.

Is it normal for exes to talk to each other everyday? Hm.. the chances aren't very high is it? But it was so in Your and Jays case.

The two of you had started texting once again, not a day went by without at least one ‘goodmorning’ or ‘yo what’s up’.

It was all new of course. Neither of you had actually talked well since your messy breakup almost two years ago. Until now that is.

The two of you were in your online class, when you’d suddenly messaged him about something, he doesn't remember anymore. And thats how it started. The conversation went on and on, until it was time for you to sleep and you couldn't reply to his message. The next day, you’d replied and added a ‘gm’ too. That’s how the daily goodmorning and goodnight wishes had started.

Then he’d disappeared for a month, mid conversation. You thought he was ghosting you and was becoming uncomfortable with your texts. He wasnt.

He’d dropped his phone (BADLY) and broken it. It took a while before he got a new one, so he couldnt text you.

Jay enjoyed talking to you. You had changed loads since the time you two dated. You were funnier, more mature, prettier (yes!!) and still ever so kind. There was no awkward atmosphere between the two of you. Jay and you were quite young and immature before, taking silly decisions and having petty arguments, which eventually led to your breakup.

You’d always thought that you’d done something wrong, and that he fell out of love. He thought the same, that it was his fault. And it was. Well mostly.

Jay thinks he might have a crush on you once again. All those feelings coming back to him. It hit him one day, while he was texting you. He’d started feeling all jittery and giggly once he saw your text. He would laugh when you told even the worst jokes. And then it hit him, he liked you.

“Holy shit.”

You never missed an opportunity to talk to Jay. He may have hurt you in the past, but it was nothing but a mere memory now. Jay was much nicer now. He’d even helped you eat a meal one day, when you couldnt bring yourself to put the damn spoon in your mouth. Jay was a changed man. He wasnt a jerk.

Thinking of him almost too much for your own good, you realised that you were, once again, in love with him. Heck you were even sure that your love for him never actually faded away.

Every little thing he said to you, stayed in your heart. You clearly remember once, when he wasnt feeling the best, you’d talked to him, tried to make him feel better about himself, hed sent you a text that said “wow youre so… nice. youre such an amazing friend. im so grateful for it.” Youd tried to ignore the ‘friend’ part of course. But you couldnt. No matter how much you’d told yourself that maybe, MAYBE there was still a small chance of making things right, and trying once again anew, you knew that the chances of him even liking you back were really low.

Once, the two of you were on the topic of birthdays, and you’d asked him when your birthday was. He couldn’t remember. A little piece of your soul had broken hearing that hed forgotten your birthday. Youd told him that it was okay, and that people tend to forget things a lot. But what he’d replied with, made your day.

“No thats not okay. You’re important to me. Im going to write it down so I dont forget. Im really sorry I forget things a lot.”

53. 3. 19. 99. 92.

Those were the numbers of the elements in the periodic table. It spelt out ‘I LI K ES U.’ You couldnt find just an E so you had to go with ‘I likes you’. But hey, whatever conveys the message right?

You were sure he wouldnt decipher it.

Until he did.

The two of you were just talking about random topics you liked, when he suddenly sent you a text.

Jay! : It was the periodic table wasnt it?

shit shit shit

You: what? wdym

Jay! : The random ass numbers you sent me once

fuck he knows

You: Uh yeah. Xae bet 10 dollars you wouldn’t find out.

Jay! : LMAO u better pay up then

You: Oh no ur paying. LOL rip

Jay! : eff u

Then it was quiet. You decided to take your chance.

You: So… you know what it means then?

Jay is typing….

Jay! : Yeah

You bit your lips, kind of worried it was going to change things now. You didnt want to lose him as a friend. He was your friend. You didnt want to lose the friendship you had now.

You: And youre okay with it? With what I sent?

Jay! : The day I figured it out, I was distracted when I was playing games with the boys.

Jay! : Listen, I know ur probably just joking but I like you G, youre a dope ass friend. But i dont know how it would work out.

You were confused. So he likes you then?? But then he also calls you his friend. What?

You: Jay that was so many mixed signals in one message.

Jay! : sorry my bad.

My bad?? What was he playing at?

You: lmk if im making you feel uncomfortable with all this okay?

Jay! : No it’s better to talk it out.

You: are you… insecure because of your past experiences?

Jay! : i dont think i have to tell you that. you already know

Jay had dated someone after you. It hadn’t exactly turned out well. It left him feeling worse than hed thought.

You had lots of troubles at home, and you’d hoped that he would talk and make you feel better. He wasn’t exactly the best listener. He’d made you feel quite a bit insecure with just a few words, and more. So to sum it up, he wasnt the best boyfriend ever. No scratch that, he wasnt anywhere near an OKay boyfriend. But he thought that you were pushing him away too, that you’d fallen out of love for him, because of the way you acted. What he didnt know was the hard time you were having with your family and your studies.

And he hated himself for thinking that it was something you’d done wrong. He was beating you around, himself not knowing. And he’d apologised to you. But even though you’d told him that it was okay, and that it was all a thing of the past, he couldnt put it behind him.

He likes you so much. But he is afraid.

Afraid of hurting you again. Afraid that you’d end up hating him.

So he says

‘I think its better we stay good friends’

It hurts you. More than you wanted it to. The feeling hit you like a brick, but not immediately.

The day hed told you that he just wanted to be friends, you had pretended to be okay with it. You just hoped that you wouldn’t lose him as a friend. And you didn’t. The messages kept coming. The goodmorning and goodnight messages still came. And there was still a huge part in you that wanted him to be yours. He did too. But his fear didn’t let him tell you. Tell you that he loves you, hold you in his arms and kiss you whenever he felt like it. He wanted to tell you that he was sorry. Sorry for being such a jerk. Sorry for not being there for you. Sorry for not giving you the love that you deserved. In his eyes, you deserved so much more than him. You deserved someone who would love you, every second of the day, and make sure you knew it too.

And yet he couldn’t hit send.

‘Sorry, I love you.’

a/n: this might be inspired by real life ahahaha

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psychewithwings · 3 years

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Pt. 1 A Visitor... Once Again Kirishima x Goddess!reader

hello hello, this is my contribution to this months bnharem collab! The theme was ‘mythology and lore’ and hit very close to my ancient greek loving soul. We have so many wonderful writers and artists that have worked hard so pls check out the rest of the collab here!!!

I’ve been rather ill and so I’ll be breaking it up into parts, part 2 will be out as soon as I am feeling more myself (which will hopefully be next week). Please enjoy a story about 2 of my favourite characters. Kirishima Eijirou, as his hero self (tho with a demi-god twist) and reader! as Kalypso, the goddess, daughter of Atlas, the titan who holds up the sky. Her curse is that she is forced to live alone on an island and fall in love with any visitor who falls to her shores. Once she falls for them, she is forced to ask if they would like to stay and she may grant them immortality if they say yes, and if not? They may leave. They have no way of leaving the island until she falls in love. She is a kind and wonderful character and I have a lot of love for her, (perhaps I relate to her a bit too much) so it is an honor to tell a new version of her story.

This is set in present day even tho Kalypso is an ancient greek figure, Kirishima is about 25-28 here? Pro hero Kiri!

TW: a small sex scene in the beginning, little bit of dirty talk, penetration

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“Fuck, thats it baby, feel it going all the way inside? Feels good right?” You moan into his neck, “s-so good.” He starts to thrust in and out slowly. Your nails dig into the muscles of his back… his… names and faces are unimportant blurs as he continues to thrust inside. Each drag of his cock hits each sweet spot and taps against your cervix. “Fuck~ you feel so fucking good darling, so-fucking-good, perfect, fucking perfect… yeah that's it clamp down on my cock, massage it with that perfect pussy.” His hand slips between your sweat soaked bodies and rubs quick circles over your clit. “Gonna cum for me baby? I can feel it, you’re about to gush~” You cry into his neck, soft tears of ecstasy hitting his skin. You’re close, so very close-

“Hello? Hey!!! Is anyone home?? Hello?”

You open your eyes and the man above you, the cock inside you, all falls away. It had all been a dream… a delicious, wonderful dream. A dream that had been ruined by an incurable racket. You stare groggily at the ceiling. The ache in your core of having been so close to cumming now boils into a rage. “Hello?!?! Is someone here? Hello??” Your brow crinkled in confusion as to who the rasping voice belonged to. You check to see if you had somehow managed to flip the tv on but the screen was dark. “Does anyone live here?” It dawned on you then… It’s a visitor.

You check the clock that blinks 5:37AM. You groan into a pillow and kick your legs in an attempt to relieve the ache. Your bare thighs are covered in your arousal, which has turned into your frustration. You stay lying still in hopes that he will go away, leave you alone, never return. “HELLO????!?!” But he had to stop screaming and it didn’t seem like he was going to until he came into contact with someone… You knew the nature of the curse well enough at this point but you would try to rebel as long as you could…

You flip the covers off of your body and slowly walk to grab a robe to cover yourself with. You stare at your reflection in the full length mirror while you finish tying the robe. “We got this,” you point to yourself, “no falling in love this time, no falling in love no matter what, ever again, you hear me?” You nod back to yourself. “Pinkie swear.” You touch pinkies with the mirror and laugh coldly. “No more foolish love,” you sarcastically remark before opening the french doors and stepping onto the balcony.

You stare down at the man who had been shouting for so long and your heart drops. He’s beautiful, red hair hanging in his face, still wet with the sea. His body must have been designed by the muses and chiseled by delicate hands. It’s clear even through his clothes. Son of Ares? Or even Zeus perhaps? He is interesting, never had you seen a demigod with such clear physical strength and kind eyes. The combination was rare. He gives you a grin which then fades to surprise. “Oh- I am so sorry, my manners,” he laughs nervously before slowly kneeling on the ground. “Great Goddess, I humble myself now in front of your grace and all encapsulating beauty…” You roll your eyes hoping he will take the hint and shut up. It wasn’t any different from the men before him… It was the same shit as always, though you were disappointed, this one seemed different upon first glance. “...your magnificence is profound, you are both elegant and ethereal in your just standing there-” you cut him off before he can continue the asinine speech. “Ya done?” you ask bluntly.

His eyes grow wide and he softly utters a “what?” You roll your eyes and lean on the gold railing. “Dude, it’s 5am, you’re yelling and ranting, can ya just get to the point?” He remains on his knees in a bow. His pitch varies with confusion as he speaks. “My ship, uhh I crashed it on your shore, and I was hoping that you could umm, maybe assist me in getting home? I-” he hangs his head for a moment, perhaps in exhaustion before continuing. “I have no GPS, no compass, not even a map… if I could do it without bothering you, I would, nothing you for help isn’t very manly... but please Goddess, please help me get home.” You sigh, century after century of the same request has really weakened your patience, though he had asked nicer than most. “You’re stuck here for the foreseeable future,” you smile slightly. You wait for the look of annoyance, frustration, fear… but it never comes. In fact he gives a slight half smile as he stands. “Well, nothing we can do?” he asks. “‘Fraid not,” you sigh. He starts to say something else but he winces. “Are you okay?” you ask, genuine concern bleeding through the nonchalant tone you had been practicing the past milenia. He nods and grabs hold of his side. “I got a little beat up, but don’t worry goddess, ‘tis but a flesh wound,” he tips his head down. As he raises his head he looks deathly pale. “Hey sit down okay?” you call down to him, but it’s too late. His eyes roll back and he collapses. “Shit-” you mutter to yourself as you run down to him.

He lays there in a crumpled heap, his breathing shallow. “Wish you’d said you were hurt first dummy,” you grumble before assessing the situation. You need to get him to the herbs and the back porch. This wouldn't be easy, he’s big, huge really. But he collapsed on his side which makes things easier. You hook an arm around one of his and the other around a leg. It takes a lot and it's a staring but you manage to lift him on your shoulders. If your father can hold up the sky, you can surely carry this brick house of a man back to the bed on the porch.

You step into the house while fireman carrying him to the screened-in porch to lay him down on the daybed. You place him carefully in the soft, green covers and he whines softly. “You’re gonna be just fine,” you reassure gently. Your back porch was reserved for growing herbs, arts and crafts, summer sleep, and it occasionally became a makeshift infirmary when visitors came to you injured and in need of patching up. It happened once every few centuries…

You grabbed some fabric scissors and cut away his shirt to reveal what had been ailing him. You hoped for a broken rib, those were easy to heal with a careful dose of leaf from the widows bone flower and some angel root. But what lay beneath was worse than imagined. A deep gash in his side had tried to close over and heal but it’s irritated, angry. The wound is oozing a sickly yellow pus and iridescent ichor. The skin around it is red with infection. This is one of the worst you’d been brought with. You touch his head, it’s hot and sticky with sweat. This wasn’t good. “Wait here, okay?” You grab a clump of angel root and take it back inside to the kitchen, setting it in a pot of water to boil. You grab a cloth and wet it under the sink in cold water.

You place it on his forehead and sit on the bed beside him. His face was relaxed and he was even more beautiful now. You brush the hair from his eyes and smile down at him, there was something familiar about him… like you’d met before. Though no one could return to Ogygia.

You lean down to where you can speak over his heart in a language that cannot be written or replicated... But the meaning of the words would go something like:

You are healing

You are youthful and strong

Your heart knows how to heal because it is made of love

Pure love can heal anything

You are healing now

You repeat this chant until you hear his breath deepen and watch the cut sooth. It’s a small enchantment but it has done its job. Sure, you’re no Circe, or her brethren, but you’re an enchantress all the same.

You rush back inside and grab the angel root, that's now wet and flexible from being submerged in water. You lay it across his wound before wrapping it carefully. “There now, wait here and I’m going to get you some nectar to drink,” He doesn't respond but his face is relaxed, less anguished, less in pain. You sigh in relief, hopefully that will be enough to close the wound in a day or so, else he will need to be stitched up.

You return with a small bottle of nectar and a dropper to feed him with. You coax his jaw to relax with your hand before dropping the nectar slowly onto his tongue. “You heroes are an awful lot of trouble… you know that?” You continue to feed him slowly so he won’t choke. You sigh in relief as the colour returns back to his face. He’s so beautiful he’s almost glowing, you start to reach for him, to brush the hair from his eyes but you stop yourself and turn away. “No, no love this time, remember?” you say to your reflection in the glass of the windows.

His eyes flutter open with long slow blinks. You watch as they focus on you. He blinks again. “Elyssium,” he breathes and you can’t help but chuckle. “No, Ogygia,” you correct gently. “I’m Eijirou,” he smiles. You laugh again. “No no, this island, where you are is called Ogygia, you aren’t dead,” you assure. He blinks up at you still and you curse the gods for creating him to be so breathtaking. “And what are you called?” he asks. He attempts to sit up but finds it difficult. You place your hand on his head, it’s warm and you can feel his brow relax against your palm. “You’re much better now, but just take your time…” His hands touch his torso and then move to his head. “You healed me?” You nod, “I’ll have to sew this one the rest of the way, it was quite deep.” He circles his hand around your arm, his thumb stroking soft circles. “Thank you, goddess,” he murmurs. You pull away, his touch sending lightning down into your fingertips. You don't remember the last time you had a visitor on this island of yours… but none of the previous visitors seemed to matter anymore, even though each one had stolen your heart some way or another. But no- no love, not this time, not now, not again… It hurt, but you suppressed the feelings of desire and brushed your hands down the front of your robe. “It’s nothing, but for the love of the lethe, stop calling me goddess. Kalypso is fine, just Kalypso.”

He grabs your hand as you turn to leave, “thank you... Kalypso, thank you for saving my life.” In all the years you had been saddled with this curse, it was rare for the visitor to say your name... and none of them, had said your name quite like that.

You pull your hand from his grasp and make sure not to look back, even though you want to. “You’re welcome,” you answer simply, “I’ll uhh- get you some water.”

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scarletwidowaf · 3 years

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broadway, baby. (part 1)

Florence pugh x female Reader

Summery: reader is a singing waitress in a new York restaurant (like in glee) where many famous people go to, and one night the little women cast are are there and R is their waitress.

Warnings: there's some cursing and harassment. Its not revolve around it but its there.

A\N: im soft for florence pugh and this is a complete shit.

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Credits: Glee Gif Credit • Florence Gifs Credit

“I'm just a Broadway Baby, walking off my tired feet, Pounding Forty Second Street to be in a show. Broadway Baby, learning how to sing and dance, waiting for that one big chance to be in a show.” - Cast of follies

Life can be hard and some days can be rough, especially in your line of work where people competed for the spotlight on a daily basis. but that's life and that’s the road you chose to walk through. And it's alright, after all, what's life without a spark? A movie without a breaking point? or a shift at Clayton's without drama?

This was one of these days, the kind of days who kept you on an edge as your body and mind both ached for a break.

'Just roll with it. just a few hours for your day off.' You silently said to yourself.

Being a young artist in New York was a challenge you’ve taken on yourself, luckily for you working at "Clayton's" was a good way to start a career. most people who started working there were young talented artist who were determined to make an impression over the industry. The place was always packed with many famous people, from actors to singers and producers. So, in many ways, working in "Clayton's" could be a ticket to Broadway or the music industry. And that was the reason you moved there in the first place.

You tried the traditional way, but after months of trying to get into college and fix your past mistakes, like your high school career, you decided that this path wasn’t for you. no matter what you did or how hard you tried your ADHD still managed to kick your ass. So, that’s how you ended up as a singing waitress in NY. You liked your job, truly. You liked singing and dancing and meeting cool people along the way, but sometimes it was just too much.

"You look like shit" Aaron said from his spot at the bar.

Aaron was a sweet guy and probably the only straight person in your group of friends. He was charming and talented and most importantly; he was the first friend you got in NY.

Aaron pulled his long brown hair into a bun as he chuckled at you. You huffed in frustration in return.

"Thanks" you muttered as he passes you a mug with coffee, hoping to help you get a grip before the restaurant opens.

"You need to rest" he said. "properly"

"that’s overrated" you joked and took a sip.

You felt an hand on your shoulder and you turned around to meet your friend's stern gaze. "You, okay?" she asked

"Always" you answered Mackenzie's question and she raised her eyebrow, knowing full well you were lying.

"we should sing as a warm up!" David, another one of your coworkers and Aaron's twin brother said.

"Let's not" Aaron said as he rolled his eyes at his brother's enthusiasm.

You laughed quietly as the two started bickering. Mack and you glanced at each other knowingly. Both of you already know who will win in the stupid argument.

15 minutes later, after a group warm up and Aaron's dramatic sighs 'Clayton's' was open for business.

It was a nice evening, not too full, not too loud. And most importantly, not too many known faces.

Of course, you liked to have famous people on your shifts, and it could obviously be a game changer for you but it can get intense at times and you want in the mood. Seriously, how can you be the only one who found singing "defying gravity' in font of Idina Menzel as a very stressful experience?? You were terrified by the idea you'll fuck up in front of the original singer- and make a total fool out of yourself.

When 10 pm rolled around, every opinion you had about the evening flew out the window. at this point, the restaurant was full with costumers and some known faces as well, and you found yourself holding every inch of you together as you approach the table who was occupied by the one and only Meryl Streep, and some fellow little women cast members.

*rule number 1 of working at Clayton's: don't make costumers feel uncomfortable. Don't annoy the costumers, don't ask for autographs if they're famous and generally treat them as normal and respectfully as you can. *

"Hello, my name is Y/N and ill be your waitress for tonight" you introduced yourself with a small smile. The women smiled at you brightly.

"How does it work" Meryl held the tablet with a puzzled expression. "Am I that old?" She joked

"Barley" One of the other women, Emma fucking Watson, said.

"I know it looks complicated-" you told them as you took the tablet from Meryl's hand."-But it's pretty simple, actually, I promise. As you can see the top part of the tablet is divided into two sections: The right one who says 'ask for a waiter'- which means that your waiter- which in this case, me, is busy- probably performing at the moment, and you can ask for a different waiter." You said with an ease, knowing the explanation by heart.

"The left section says 'ask for my waiter' which is a pretty simple one to understand... I guess- if you'll need me for whatever reason, you can press it and it'll page me. Feel free to use it." You said with a smile as you scanned their faces, making sure they understand the first part.

"And the bottom section?" Saoirse asked.

"The bottom section is the 'refill' sections. It will get into validation only after ill place your order in my own tablet and send to the kitchen." You explained as you gestured to your own tablet. "It's pretty useful, the point of it is that you can ask for a refill without having to social with me. Its awesome"

You noticed one of them, Florence pugh, scanning the tablet with a small smile- as she listened to your explanation. She was absolutely a sight for sore eyes, that's for sure.

"Thats pretty cool" she said and you nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I got really excited over it when I started working here" you admitted awkwardly "most importantly- When a section isn't relevant its will be grey instead of in color so you won't get confused. Like, for example - if You haven't ordered anything yet you can't get a refill, for the obvious reason. or if I'm not performing you can't ask for another waiter... which means you're stuck with me for the time being" you finished with a small chuckle.

"I don't think any of us mind that" Florence smiled and the others agreed. The blonde smiled at you again and you blushed slightly. "You're singing, right?" she asked out of the blue, just when you were about to leave and let them look through their menus.

"Yeah, i do. In a few minutes, actually"

"Thats cool! Good luck" she smiled and you wondered if Emma, who set the closest to you, could hear how fast your heart's beating.

"Thank you" you said with a smile and turned around to the stage.

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"you paged? I'm guessing you guys ready to order then" You said as you approached their table after your performance.

"YOU WERE SO GODD!" Florence said excitedly.

"Thank you" you blushed slightly.

What. The. Fuck. Y/N?! You scolded yourself.

The others joined into the conversation with their own compliments and you thought you'd die when Meryl Streep, the legend herself, complimented you.

After another few moments the conversation calmed downed and moved to the next, and most important topic: the food. You tried your best to not blush under Florence's soft gaze and keep your focus on the other members of her table as they consulted you about the dishes, but damn, that was hard. luckily for you it didn’t take long and a few minutes later, their order was sent to the kitchen.

The next hour and a half weren't much different. you sang and placed orders, you smiled to costumers and even pretend to laugh at some old man's joke. And maybe (just maybe) you glanced over to Florence every now and then.

The thing about Clayton's is that apart for the famous people who visit there frequently, it also contains many of the rich and the snobs of New York, so you weren't surprised when you got paged from a table who was occupied by two guys with fancy clothes and their parents credit card.

"Hey" one of them said to you as you approached them.

"hey, welcome to Clayton's! You're David's table, right?" You said and pointed at your friend who started his own performance.

"Yeah, the fag one" the other guy said and your smile fell.

Take a deep breath, Y/N. It's not worth it.

"I see you guys already ordered a few minutes ago" you said as you checked your tablet.

"Yeah" the asshole confirmed.

"Okay, in that case, how can I help you?" You asked politely as you could.

"we would like to get the check." The first guy said politely as he pulled out a few bills from his wallet. "Keep the change" he said as you took it and made sure it was enough.

"Thank you" you smiled politely and made a mental note to give David his well-earned tip.

"my brother want to know if you're single" the asshole said and the nicer guy looked at his with his eyes wide.

Shit.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a relationship" you lied after a moment, hoping the lie will spare both his feeling and any more questions in the subject.

The guy nodded in understanding but on the other hand, the other guy didn’t seem to get the massage.

"I'm sure he won't mind sharing" the asshole said and you felt sorry for the poor guy for being related to this ass.

"What the fuck Chad" the nice guy said as chad smirked at you.

"yeah... that’s not going to happen." You glared at him "have a great weekend tho" you gritted out and turned around to leave.

you were taken by surprise when you felt chad's hand on your ass. Again, what the fuck?!

"What the fuck is wrong with you' asshole" you gritted out and moved away from him.

Don't make a scene. He's not worth it.

"C'mon-" he started to say as he got up. You moved away, knowing you were cornered since the place was full, the lights were deemed and the music was loud.

"Don't touch me" you said and moved away; you're back hitting an empty table who stood nearly.

"Hey what's going on here?" You heard and turned to catch Florence walking to you.

If a look could kill chad would’ve been dead. that’s for sure. It's like the sweet and excited Florence had left and a different, intimidating (and hot) version of her took her space and so help you god, you were glad she was on your side.

"Nothing! we were just leaving, really" Frankie said.

"None of your business" brad said and Florence raised her perfectly shaped eyebrow, daring him to cross her.

"I see" she said "well, I'm sure y/n won't mind my intruding"

'Thank god for Florence Pugh.' You thought.

Before chad could press the subject any further David, who just finished his performance, got there. You were sure he noticed that something was happening.

"what's going on here?" he asked after he scanned the situation quickly.

"nothing as I said to your friend, we were just leaving" Frankie said again.

he didn’t want to draw any negative attention, just like you, and thankfully for the both of you, not many people noticed the situation.

This time chad didn't answer, he just glared at Florence and you while his brother pulled him away from the place.

"so, are you going to tell me what happened?" David asked Florence and you after the two left.

Florence looked at you, waiting for you to answer him.

"Nothing" you lied. "it's okay David, you can go" you promised your friend. David looked at you with his 'I done believe you' expression, but he didn't press it any further. He just nodded before he turned around and left.

Rule number 2: do not make a scene under no circumstances. At Clayton's, everything you do while you're on the clock is practically showcased. You slip? you fall? you sing out of tune? Its under a spotlight, everyone can see that and everyone will have something to say about it. Thats the thing about this place. most people who started there and moved on to bigger things as Broadway or Hollywood were practically trained to keep their best poker face, act on the demand or pretend that everything is okay when it was clearly not.

"You should go back to your table" you said to Florence

she looked at you with an unreadable expression before she went back to her table. You didn't have much time to read into it since a few minutes later you found yourself at her table, printing their check and having a small friendly conversation with the women. You smiled at them as they left before you turned your tablet off and went to cover for Aaron at the bar.

"I thought you guys left" You said with a smile when the blonde approached you a few minutes later.

"Why did you lie?" Florence asked with the same unreadable expression from earlier.

Okay. No smiling then.

"I didn’t" you pulled out two shot glasses and filled them with tequila. The blonde gave you a 'are you kidding me' kind of look and you couldn't help but to chuckle. "I didn't see a reason to make a scene over nothing" you explained and downed one of the shots.

"It wasn't nothing Y/N" she said before taking the other glass.

"its fine. I'm fine. He didn’t do anything " you said as she downed her shot.

"Yeah, because I was there" she argued.

"I can handle guys like him. Seriously, at this point it might as well be a part of my job"

"you're not helping yourself"

"I liked you better smiling" you chuckled as she glared at you.

"I'm sure you did"

"shut up"

"How's your back?" She asked/

The blonde definitely didn't seem convinced about the chad situation but you were just grateful for the change of subject.

"It will be alright"

"Good"

"I appreciate your worry, truly. But I'm fine and I really don't want to hold you back here over it" you said

"Who said I was worried" she smirked at you with a raised eyebrow.

"Uh, you don't?" You played along

"Nope"

"Then why are you still here? Its almost 12 am, don't you have something better to do" you teased her

"no. Do you?" She turned the question and you laughed.

"I guess not - considering the fact I work here and I'm still on clock"

"Oh, please we both know this place is about to close" she argued your logic

"True" you admitted

"So, if you have nothing better to do, and you don't, would you like to go out with me? You kinda owe me after I saved your ass earlier"

"Uh, and here I thought you did that as an act of kindness" you joked. A small smile playing on your lips.

"Ew no" she said and You laughed. "Well?" Florence pressed with a cheeky smile.

"Yeah, why not. It's not like I have something better to do"

"Just what I wanted to hear" she joked.

#florence pugh #florence pugh x reader #florence pigh x female reader #florence pugh x fem!reader

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•pairings: enemy, barista and student!jaemin x student and barista!reader

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•warnings: dom!jaemin, brat!reader, brat taming, crying kink, hair pulling, choking, small praising, small size kink, degradation (slut, whore), dumbification (sexual and non sexual use) nanas kinda mean :( but gets a lil nicer :), jaemin refers to himself as nana a lot mostly when they do the dirty, bulging kink, pet names (princess, baby, baby girl, little girl, pretty girl), unprotected sex (please be safe), slight face slapping (he slaps her once), rough sex clearly, some sexual tension, I hope i got everything

You were fuming!

The boy in front of you not even batting an eyelash, just laughing at the mess dripping down your face.

You smelt like an iced americano.

People around you held their hands to their mouths in shock and others tried to hold back their laughter. Some even pointed at you or gave sympathetic looks.

It wasnt like people were surprised anymore. Jaemin always had something up his sleeve for you. But he never went as far as pouring his coffee on you.

"Aw poor baby. Do you need a napkin?" He faked sympathy with a pout and his friends began laughing. You just got up and walk by them, making sure to bump into jaemins shoulder on your way through.

It was almost everyday that Jaemin would do something so uncalled for. It was like he was made to push your buttons. Even as you're walking out of the college building, you can still hear the boy laughing at you. Or maybe it was the other students. Either way, you wanted to kill him.

As you trudged towards your car, a sense of relief washed over you. A great happiness that only comes when you finished your classes and could go home. Only this happiness stayed for a good 2 hours until you have to go to your part time job at the cafe with your favorite person of course. But its not like you can quit. You need the money so you can live and get the education you need, no matter how hard it is being with him.

It was then when you sat in your car and the squishing in the seat made your face curl into a scowl, only made you think of ways to get away with murder. It was gross really. The seats were sticky, plus your hair and clothes were sticking to you like lip gloss. A shower would be perfect right about now.

"Hi y- oh..." Your roommate, jimin, stared at your messy state. Giving you a good up and down before shrugging his shoulders, "jaemin?"

You sighed, walking over to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water, "Who else? Its always him."

Jimin gave you a small smile and came closer as if ready to hug you but didn't because he didn't want to get sticky. "You know, maybe you should quit that job."

"No."

He groaned and snatched the water that you were about to sip, "Why? You'd only see jaemin in school. And you wouldnt have to stick with his bickering in work." He huffed, shaking his head, "Girls are so difficult sometimes."

You tried leaping up to grab the bottle from jimin, but all he did was hold it above his head. You stomped on his foot in return. Jimin huddled over and you snatched the bottle, smirking with victory as you put it to your lips.

"You fucking snake." Jimin hissed in pain.

A laugh fell from your lips as you walked by him, completely ignoring his words and his pain, "Im gonna take a shower."

Once you got to your room, the first thing you did was grab your work clothes, a towel, and underwear and got ready for the warm shower.

After you switched on the water and let it heat up, you stepped in and immediately felt at peace as the water cascaded over your body, cleaning off the almost dried coffee. Your hair felt lighter, like a feather and your fingers could now slip through the strands easily without an issue. The scent of your body wash overpowered the coffee smell and you felt much better. Water, soap, and coffee were beginning to fill the drain as you finished washing up. You rolled your eyes at the sight of the murky water. What a bastard.

For once you were actually happy to wear your work clothes after what had happened earlier. The clothes actually felt comfortable and jimin was becoming more and more confused as to why you were hugging yourself with a huge smile on the couch.

"No one should be that happy after a shower." He started flipping through channels on the t.v.

"Dont tell me how to feel, I dont smell like jaemins coffee anymore." You gushed overdramtically. Jimin could only role his eyes.

"Please...you act like he's a demon of some sort."

You squinted your eyes at jimin and flared your nostrils, "he is. Hes a nasty, dumb, annoying, self centered-"

"Okay okay I get it! You hate jaemin! The funny thing is you can never get his name out of your mouth." Everything stopped and your head snapped in jimins directions.

"What are you saying?" A frown found itself on your face, jimin leaned closer.

"Im saying that maybe you might like him."

You shrieked in disgust, blocking your ears with your hands. Jimin laughed at your reaction. Almost falling off the couch in the process. "Ew! Gross! Why would you even think that!"

"Like I said, you can never get his name out of your mouth. I think its pretty obvious you like him." He was still giggling at you except your face was anything but happy, more grossed out at how he thought you could like such a person

"I can't stand you. I'm leaving for work." You stood up and jimin did nothing to stop you from going. Even though you still had about 15 minutes until you normally leave. "Ill be back at 9." The door slammed behind you, leaving jimin alone with another laughing fit.

You got in the car and drove off to your work, still trying to come up with a reason as to why jimin is saying all this. Sure maybe you talk about jaemin a little lot but that doesn't mean you like him. Its very much the opposite and jimin should know that. It only frustrates you the more you think about it. Liking someone like jaemin? Please. That would be your nightmare.

As you pulled up to the cafe, there were only a few other cars parked. Few were from other workers but the majority were most like customers or people just trying to get a free parking space. Lucky for you, there were many open spaces, unlike when you come later and they're filled. Maybe leaving earlier wasnt such a bad idea. It saved you the 3 minute walk.

"Y/n! You're just on time!" One of your coworkers, irene, called out as you stepped inside the shop. "We need help back here!" You had no time to even begin to say your shift hasn't started yet when irene took you by the hand and dragged you to where the coffee was being made. "We have a bunch of online orders coming in so can you please help us with the coffee and food?" She tossed you a brown apron for you to put on and you nodded, trying to get your brain to speed up with everything in the world.

It was so quiet when you walked in that you never even realized that the back was busy. Coffee cups were filled and put into trays for orders, food was being heated or baked. It was a chaotic place right now and all you could do was help. So as fast as you could, you began with the first order on the screen. A large mocha with extra extra sugar, whipped cream, and chocolate curls. Easy enough you thought as you reached for a cup but a hand beat you to it.

Your eyes looked up at the person in front of you and just when you thought everything was going fine, it wasn't, "What are you doing here so early?" You asked bitterly.

"I always come in early. What are you doing here so early?" Jaemin asked whilst holding a death grip on the cup.

"Just felt like coming early." You muttered, watching as jaemin turned away with a scoff, quickly cutting the conversation short. "Bastard."

Jaemin was busy making what you were originally going to do, so you looked for another order to get ready. It was just two cake pops and a small strawberry banana smoothie. Something you've been craving recently from the lack of sweetness and fruit in your day to day life.

The cake pops and smoothie were quick to make and were soon sent off to the customer. You happily beamed and wished them good day once they left.

After then there was a familiar face with a friend right next to him, he was quite handsome you must say. He was indeed so handsome that he just looked unreal. "Hey jimin. Whose this?" You nodded towards the bright black haired man.

"This is taemin! He wanted some coffee so I brought him- hey stop staring at him!" Jimin snapped you out of your trance and taemin chuckled.

"Its okay shes cute." He eye smiled, showing off his perfectly white teeth. He's definitely not real.

Jimin tsk'd, "Until you get to know her."

"Yeah yeah... whatever." You smiled at him, completely oblivious to what he just said.

They both ordered and took a seat next to the window. You were still staring at taemin with your head in your hand until someone tapped your shoulder, "Who are they?" Jaemins voice rang in your ears, making you stand up straight.

"Thats my roommate, jimin, and his friend taemin." You glanced back at the boys, mainly at taemin and just stared like he was your first crush.

"Quit staring your gonna scare him away." Jaemin said earning himself a chuckle from you.

You stuck your tongue out, "He called me cute."

The boy smirked from ear to ear and leaned in close to your face, "He was lying." You grumbled and pushed him away from you, getting annoyed by his presence very quickly.

"Jaemin and y/n, get back to work we have orders to do!" Irene called out. Both of you quickly returning to your stations and getting things ready.

"Look at him. Hes basically waiting for me to come over to him." Seulgi, another person in this school you dispise, said as she looked at jaemin in the back of the room. She wasn't very quiet either considering you were only a few seats away from him. So it only meant that jaemin could hear her, but chose to ignore it. Typical boy.

"Honestly. He looks so good today too." Sana, her best friend, commented.

"Oh and did you hear what he was planning on doing today to y/n? Apparently he's gonna-"

"Class get back in your seats, we have much to discuss." The professor stood in the front of the class. Everyone shifted and moved to their appropriate places and waited for the teacher to begin. Unlike you, who was wondering what seulgi was going to say next. If its something worse than coffee being poured on your head, you may just have to bury yourself six feet under after this.

As you were taking notes something flung towards your head and hit you on the side, looking over was jaemin with a smirk was he held his fingers in a sling shot shape. A rubber band was laying on your lap. Then another one. One even hit your cheek creating a small smack sound as you winced in pain. Oh you desperately wanted to get out of this seat and punch the boy in the face.

"Excuse me sir!" You called out, raising your head. The whole class looked at you and your cheeks began to heat up. "May i go to the restroom?" The professor nodded and you headed out. Not until you stopped in your tracks from a loud smack to your butt, causing the whole class to turn around again.

Jaemin was enjoying this, the way you stared at him with wide eyes and open mouth, made him just want to do it again. He never thought this reaction from you would be so entertaining and he tried his best not show it, with only a small smirk covering his face.

You rushed out of the room, faster than ever and leaned against the nearest surface you could find. Not only were you questioning reality, but also why jaemin just did that.

"That little bitch." You said to yourself as you paced back and forth in the hallway, staring at the ground.

"Excuse me?" Jaemin voice rang in your ears as you looked up with a angry red face. Steam was even coming out of your ears and nose. "Did you just call nana a bitch?" He put his hands to his chest and pouted, "Little girl you need to learn some manners." Jaemin tilted his head to the side and began walking forward.

"Shut up." You had nothing else to say as you grit your teeth, looking at the ground.

Jaemin didnt like that and grabbed the back of your neck to make you look at him, "What? Did your stupid head stop thinking? Your normally so chatty for nana what happened?"

"Jaemin i-" you cut yourself off as you felt jaemin grip the back of your neck tighter causing you to moan in pain.

"Stupid girl." Jaemin whispered, forcefully pushing you away. It was not strong enough to make you fall but at least stumble.

You glowered, earning yourself a chuckle from him. "What will it take for you to leave me alone!?"

"Bring this to table 15 please! Thanks!" Irene smiled as she handed you a small cup of iced coffee and you took it, taking it to its designated place. What you didn't except was to see taemin again, gleaming up at you.

"Hi y/n." He smiled and you tried to remain calm.

God how is someone so beautiful?

"Hey, I didnt except you to come back." You returned the warm smile and started to play with the apron around your waist.

Taemin giggled, "I actually quite like this place, its cozy." He began to take a sip from the straw, eyes still trained on you. If only you weren't so awkward with him, you wouldve found something to say other than staring at him and indulging in the beauty before you. But lucky for you someone behind the counter called for you, quickly averting your attention back to work.

The next order was a shake, so you grabbed the correct ingredients and began using the blendor, when someone came next to you, doing the same thing "You seem like your having fun flirting around." The unwanted conversation with jaemin began, "makes nana kind of jealous."

"Hm funny." You ignored him and continued blending the ice cream.

Jaemin casually rolled his eyes and glanced down at your nonchalant face before returning back to the blender, "you know you really do piss me off."

You sneered and snickered to yourself, "what are you gonna do about it?"

"I was thinking of fucking you dumb or until you know your place but maybe thats a bit too rewarding."

The cup was removed and set aside from the blender with your hands placed on your hips, "Im sorry what?"

"Did I stutter?" Jaemin raised an eyebrow and also put the cup down. You went silent, not knowing whether or not to just laugh it off or quickly run away. "And I'm still waiting on my apology."

"One, I am not going to apologize to your bitchy ass. Two, even if I did let you, you could never 'fuck me dumb', it just wouldn't happen. Now stop trying to get in my pants."

Jaemin opened then closed his mouth about to say something, but didn't and just put on a sweet smile, "Go take these to table 7 for nana." He said like he was testing yoj.

"Why? You made them."

"Nana told you to do something little girl, now do it." Jaemins sweet smile was still plastered on his face yet it intimidated you enough to do as he said.

Taemin was long gone when you walked out and you were kind of sad as you weren't able to say goodbye before he left. You placed the shake down on the table and was ready to walk away when you heard your name being called.

"Y/n? You work here?" Seulgis voice spoke as you turned around. Both her and sana were looking at you with shit eating grins.

"Doesn't jaemin also work here seulgi?" Sana asked the girl in front of her and seulgi looked as if she got the brightest idea.

"Oh yeah! Y/n can you get jaemin over here? Pretty please?" She asked sweetly yet with a hint of sourness and you listened, not feeling like ignoring her at the moment.

You told jaemin that seulgi and sana were out front looking for him and he nonchalantly went out without question. Leaving you to do some of the work alone, which you didn't mind considering its jaemin, the annoying bastard who won't leave you alone, but he does help you whenever you need it. And right now, it was a bit busy, and you needed it.

After doing 4 more online orders and sending them off through the driveway, jaemin finally came back with a scowl on his face looking ready to beat someone up. "What the hell is wrong with you!?" He raised his voice only loud enough for you to hear. But you were quite confused on what was happening.

"What are you talking about?" You asked, tilting your head to the side like a puppy.

Jaemin groaned, "I knew you were fucking dumb but come on y/n! Why is seulgi covered in the shake i gave you?"

You paused for a moment, unable to answer that. Is he assuming you spilt her shake on her? Why would you even do that in the first place. Yeah you don't like her, but you're not going to stoop to her or his level. "I dont know."

He slammed his hand on the wall near your head, startling you a bit, "You dont know huh?" You shook your head slowly. "Seulgi and sana both said you purposefully spilt the shake on seulgi. Now answer me honestly. Is that true?" You shook your head again, feeling really small and helpless under his strong gaze.

"I-i didnt spill t-the skake." You muttered quietly.

He inhaled sharply, "Then who did huh? Or maybe you don't know because you're so dumb."

"S-stop..." you frowned, looking down at floor, but jaemin had other plans and made you look up at him. A single tear slide down your cheek and you swear you saw a small grin appear on his face.

"Tell nana what happened." His voice became softer as he swiped away the stray tear on your face.

You huffed, still afraid that he'd do something to you although you knew he wouldnt purposely cause you pain. "W-well she asked me to go get you, which I did, a-and her shake was perfectly fine when I left."

"Are you saying she purposely spilt the shake on herself to make me angry at you?"

"Y-yes."

"Ill believe my little girl for now, but if I find out you are lying, you will be in big trouble got that?" Jaemin lifted his hand off the wall and proceeded to walk back out of the room. Leaving you shocked at his words and still frightened by an angry jaemin.

You went to the cash register once jaemin left to get ready to count the bills until you heard jaemin and seulgi arguing. Lucky for them, no one but you and him were working right now. Irene went home earlier and the normal crew always leave around 6:30, leaving just you and jaemin.

"It was only a prank nana. No need to get so worked up. And besides you didn't even prank her today, be glad I did for you." Seulgi said smiling at the boy in front of her.

Jaemin physically cringed when he heard his nickname roll off her tongue, "you didn't have to do that."

You stood there watching, astonished how jaemin was standing up for you. Hes supposed to hate you. Jaemin didn't even bother going with the girls when they offered him a ride, instead he stayed with you and even helped close. Something he normally doesn't do because he leaves before you and gives you all the hard things to do.

"Hurry up and finish." Jaemin spoke. A little bit of anger still laced in his voice.

"Whats your rush?"

He sighed, "I wanna go home. Plus I can't stand this place right now. I'm pissed."

You finished wiping down that last table and walked over to him, "Just go home then."

"Not without you."

You gave him a dirty look, "im not going home with you."

Jaemin leaned down, his face only inches from yours and whispered, "Remember what I said earlier hm? I wanna fuck you dumb." He then grabbed your waist bringing you closer to him, if that was possible, "Can I do that pretty girl? Can nana fuck you so hard you won't even remember anything but my cock?" You were so lost in your mind that everything became a blur. Jaemins words sounded so sweet but were so lewd. And you were so close to kissing him until he put his finger on your lips, "But you have to wait." You frowned and were only getting more angry by the second. You went from not wanting anything to do with jaemin to just about ready to beg him to kiss you. Was it that easy for him to get in your head? Or were you so sex deprived that now jaemin seemed somewhat interesting?

You laid on jaemins bed getting bored with the constant teasing. He never did anything but that. Jaemin would get close to your lips and back away as you chased him. Hed chuckle and coo at you for being so desperate. But that wasn't the point of all the teasing. He really just wanted you to beg him to kiss you. No words will come out of his mouth telling you to beg, he just excepted it to happen sooner or later. But youre too stubborn to do so, so you grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down to kiss him, catching him by surprise.

Jaemins hands gripped your wrists and pulled them off his face, pinning them to the bed, "You didnt even ask to kiss me." Jaemin pulled away, raising his eyebrow high, "Dont you think thats a bit mean."

"So was teasing me, but I let you continue." You huffed, trying to free your wrists from his death grip but it was no use.

"You dont have a say on whether i continue or not. I'm in charge here and you take what I give you, understand?" You rolled your eyes. It was your intention to make jaemin angry. You wanted to push his buttons.

What you didnt know was that not answering jaemin correctly would earn you a slap to the face. And jaemin was not even fazed by it.

"Dont roll your eyes and answer nana." Jaemin smiled. "Can you say 'yes nana'?"

"Y-yes nana."

"Good girl." Jaemin muttered and began slowly kissing your jawline down to your neck, sucking here and there creating shades of purple and red marks. Oh how he loved the marks he was leaving.

You so desperately wanted to grip onto jaemins hair and pull it but he never budged his hands, only tightening his grasps. As he continued attacking your neck, you began to lift your hips up to get some sort friction. Jaemin noticed and shifted so that his thigh was in between your legs and rubbing against your clothed core. A spew of quiet moans left your lips but you wanted more. Jaemin was going to soft and slow for your liking.

"I thought you were going to fuck me dumb?" You said and jaemin lifted his head to give you a quick kiss on the lips.

"Patience baby. You aren't ready yet." He let go of your wrists and took your shirt off. The cold air made you shiver and jaemin chuckled. "I wanna make you cum at least 2 times before I fuck you."

"Then stop talking and do it." You replied, pushing your hips up to rub against his thigh, but they were pushed back down on the bed.

"Didnt I say to take what I give you?" Your head slowly moved up and down and jaemin smiled, "so why arent you happy with what nana gives you?"

"I want more..." you sighed as he started to slide your pants and panties off, discarding them somewhere in the room. His mouth slowly started kissing your inner thighs and you could feel your heat dripping with anticipation. You whined for more but only got a slap to the thigh telling you to be quiet. Needless to say you didn't listen and continued to try to get him closer to where you needed him most but pulling his hair.

Jaemin groaned grabbing your wrist again and pushed it away roughly. His patience was wearing out. You were more stubborn than he thought, but that doesn't mean he can't still break you. "Next time you do that, I'll flip you over and beat your ass till its purple." Your breath hitched and as much as you were tempted, you wanted to be able to sit for a few days so you stayed put and kept your hands to yourself.

But the desperation was getting to you and you wanted relief which jaemin wasnt giving you until you felt his two fingers circling around your clit. "P-please jaemin." You moaned as he flicked your clit with his middle finger. Then soon enough he stuck two fingers inside you. Your pussy automatically clenching around his digits as he moved at a steady in and out pace.

It felt so good. His fingers felt so good. They made your body twist in pleasure as more moans left your mouth. Jaemin was watching your face closely as it contorted with pleasure. He loved seeing your eyebrows bunched together, so focused on the way his fingers worked inside you.

"My pretty slut. Taking nanas fingers so well." He gushed, still watching your face. Jaemin could feel himself get even more painfully hard but he didn't want to fuck you just yet. He meant it when he said he wanted you to cum 2 times. So he picked up the speed with his fingers, your hands landing on his forearm that was resting on near your hip. "Are you gonna cum for nana princess?"

You frantically nodded your head as a wave of pleasure washed over you. You could feel your cum leak out of you as jaemin leaned down and began eating away at your cunt.

"J-jaemin! So...go-good!" Your head flew back as his tongue sucked on your clit and a loud moan filled the room.

Jaemin smirked against your heat, "I haven't even fucked you yet and your already sounding like a dumb whore. Its so easy to break you princess."

"N-no its j-ju-...." you whimpered as your brain wasnt even trying to help you function right. His tongue was extraordinary. "Mmmm."

"Aw my dumb little princess is so cute." He muttered diving back into lapping at your soaked cunt. It was almost as if on cue and without warning, you were cumming again. Jaemins hasty tongue took it all. Groaning at the taste of you in his mouth.

He sat up over you, grabbing your neck, pulling you into a deep kiss. You tasted yourself on his tongue. Deepening the kiss by grabbing the back of his hair, jaemin couldnt help but moan a bit as his cock brushed against your thigh. He felt big. Bigger than the few guys you've been with and you were ecstatic.

You tugged on jaemins pants and shirt as a way to tell him to take them off and he did after getting off of you and sitting on the edge of the bed. His abs were more defined than you thought and when his cock sprung free, your mouth started watering. Jaemins smirk only grew watching you stare. He was starting to get cocky

"What? You wanna suck my cock?" Jaemin asked sweetly.

"Yes please." You reached over to try and touch him but he didn't allow you. And smacked your hand away. It was a way for him to tease you and you hated it.

"So kind for nana now. Ealier you were so cock hungry that you decided to be a brat. Did nana finally break you?" Jaemin whispered as he moved a piece of hair out of your face, looking at you with fill admiration.

"No you didn't break me. But I wanna suck you off." You whined as jaemin picked you up and sat you just above his cock, the tip teasing at your entrance.

"Too bad. Now I want you to sit." Jaemin said looking into your eyes. You obeyed with a little hesitation. His cock was surely going to hurt you so you took it slowly and started lowering your hips. "Fuck...thats a good girl." Jaemin praised, watching his cock dissappear between your legs and your tummy get full with his cock. "My baby's so tiny you can see my cock in your belly." He said, pushing down on the area where he was imprinted in you.

Slowly you started moving, lifting your hips up and down. You were wet enough that he could easily slide in and out with no problem.

Jaemins head fell back as he sighed with relief, grunting as you picked up the pace, "So tight for nana." He whispered and you moaned back loudly. His cock stretched every inch of you to the point where it felt like you'd split.

"More more more." You whined against jaemins neck, gripping his shoulders tightly. Carefully jaemin flipped you both over so he was on top and continued pounding into your destroyed cunt. He kept a hand around your neck squeezing it every so often as a choked out moan left your throat.

His cock was so deep and fast that you couldn't think straight. You kept blabbering about his cock. Only thing on your mind was how nice he felt inside you. Jaemin bit his lip as he smirked at you, grabbing your hair and bringing your face close to his, "Now will you admit that I fucked you dumb and say your nanas dumb slut?"

"Y-yes, I'm na-nanas dumb sl-slut." You cried, tears falling down your face from how good he felt inside and if you thought jaemin couldn't go any faster, he did. His thrusts were hard and rough, sure enough to hurt your thighs tomorrow as he pounded relentlessly. "So close." Your voice came out choked as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. You held on to jaemins hand that was on your neck as he helped you with your orgasm.

Jaemin wasnt far behind you with his and groaned loudly, "fuck, where do you want it princess?"

"I-inside." You moaned as the feeling of hot cum was shot inside you. Jaemins hips kept moving him through his orgasm until he slowly came to a stop. Both of you panted loudly, there were even a few tears falling down your cheek here and there.

Jaemin slowly pulled out, making sure not to hurt you, and he laid beside you. "You did so well." He kissed your forehead. "Cmon ill carry you to bathroom so we can take a bath." He said picking up your worn out naked figure with so much care. Making you forget he was your enemy.

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amazingphanisnotonfire-imagines · 3 years

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Sweet Pea//my only sunshine

Request: Hello good morning, afternoon or night depending on the place you are from❤ I love your work👅 Could you do a headcanon of Sweet Pea dating a sweet, shy and pure girl?? Please??? Love you❤

hey!! i hope you like this!! and i hope you’re all having a lovely day/night! also, sorry if you’re name is sandy...this one isn’t for you. she was the only sweet/shy/pure girl i could think of.

- As soon as he meets you

- He doesn’t like you

- Its the first day at Riverdale Hell High

- He’s surrounded by Northsiders

- And one look at you

- He knows you’re the definition of n o r t h s i d e r

- You’re more like Betty Cooper, than Betty Cooper

- You’re too kind and sweet to be considered anything other than:

- 1: a psycho

- Or

- 2: a serial killer

- All kind smiles

- And bright eyes that make whoever looks into them feel safe

- Right now

- You look more like you’re welcoming literal angels into heaven

- Than gang members into a school

- After Veronica’s speech

- During which you would chime in with enthusiastic ‘yeahs!’

- And Sweet Pea knows you’re going to be eaten alive

- You might be able to get away with being sweet, shy and pure around northsiders

- But if you’re like that when southsiders are around

- You won’t last five minutes

- It doesn’t matter whose territory you’re on

- When everyone is sent away after the almost fight

- You manage to catch him before he gets to class

- He doesn’t really know where he’s going

- But he doesn’t care

- This whole thing is bullshit anyway

- He wants to punch something

- And he wants to see Fangs and Toni

- Both of which seem to have gotten separated from him

- So now he’s alone

- To everyone else he looks absolutely terrifying

- But there’s something about him that catches your eye

- He looks...not scared, maybe nervous

- So you scramble to find an excuse to talk to him

- You know the serpents aren’t going to want to talk to anybody unless there’s a reason

- So you grab the first leaflet you see and jog after him

- You catch his jacket and you swear you’ve never seen anybody turn around quicker

- One arm already raised and in a fist

- The other pining you to a locker

- He quickly lets go of you and drops his fist when he see’s who he’s about to punch

- But the scowl on his face doesn’t go away

- Even more so, when he glares at all of the people that have surrounded the two of you

- Its a mix of northsiders and southsiders

- But for the first time ever, you think the northsiders have the upper ground

- So you send them a look and they leave you two alone

- Something Sweet Pea is secretly relieved about

- This place may suck

- But he doesn’t want to be kicked out on his first day

- Mainly because Toni and Fangs would still be here

- You’re only a little bit terrified

- (You’re actually a lot terrified but thats not the point)

- ‘what.’ He huffs, looking at the floor

- ‘oh.’ You clear your throat and smooth your outfit out. ‘i thought this would be something you’re interested in.’

- You smile brightly at him while handing him the leaflet

- And your fingers brush past each other

- Its only for a few seconds

- But it starts something that lasts a lifetime

- Both of you just don’t know that...yet

- Anyway

- He looks between it and you

- Before his scowl worsens

- ‘is this a joke?’

- ‘huh?’

- ‘you gave me a leaflet for cheerleading’

- ‘what?’ Your eyes widen as you look down at the paper. ‘oh. sorry. that was the wrong thing. but, you could try out for it if you want.’

- ‘do you want to be shoved in a locker instead of against one this time?’ He replies and backs you even more into the cold metal

- ‘do we go to school in the 90′s? because that insult sure sounded like it.’

- You can’t believe you actually said that

- Never in your life have you ever said anything like that

- You’ve had no need to

- Everybody is always really nice to you

- But your lips moved before you even had a chance to realize what was happening

- And now you’re definitely going to get punched

- But he doesn’t

- In fact, you’re sure you see the corners of his lips turn up into a smile

- But he suppresses it before it gets any further

- Instead muttering a ‘leave me alone sandy’

- ‘my name isn’t sandy.’

- ‘whatever!’

- The next time you see each other

- Is when you’re talking to Jughead and Betty

- Its been a week since the serpents started

- And they’ve been avoiding everybody as much as possible

- But today they decide to brave the school cafeteria

- So once they spot Jones, they all gather around his table

- You pull your attention away from the conversation you’re having with Betty and soon as you see a shadow looming over the three of you

- As soon as you look up

- A bright smile appears on your face as you start to greet as many people as you can

- Even offering your seat to some of them

- They all send you confused/annoyed looks

- Everyone but Sweet Pea

- He’s been watching you over the past week

- Not in a weird, creepy way

- More in a curious way

- Because you’re so different from anybody he has ever met

- And you’re just so nice to everyone

- He honestly doesn’t know how you do it

- Because you talk to everyone you see

- And you’re always smiling

- He’s never seen you with anything but a smile on your face

- Apart from when you’re concentrating in class and your tongue sticks out just a little

- Which is very cute

- There’s only a few people that he can bare to be nice to

- But with you, it just comes naturally

- And in a weird way

- He kind of likes that about you

- So he takes you up on your chair offer

- ‘sure sandy, if you’re offering’ He smirks down at you and you send him an unsure smile before standing up

- He’s kind of secretly sad that he didn’t get a proper smile

- But he gets it

- He hasn’t exactly been the nicest

- Or most approachable person in the world.

- ‘my name is y/n’

- ‘okay.’ He shrugs

- He’s actually really happy he knows you’re name now!

- The rest of the seats around the table are taken so you’re left standing awkwardly beside Betty

- But you don’t seem fazed

- Instead you’re trying to coax Fangs into a discussion about your History assignment

- He doesn’t look at all interested

- And the conversation is mainly one-sided

- But you don’t seem to mind

- ‘hey, northsider. if you want a seat, i’ve got one here.’ A serpent named Liam smirks as he looks at you

- The whole table goes silent

- The serpents trying not to laugh

- Betty and Jughead are wide-eyed

- And Sweet Pea is just confused

- Because he barely knows anything about you

- But he kind of wants to punch Liam in the face

- Maybe its because Liam is always that annoying

- Or at least thats what he’s telling himself

- ‘oh, erm. no thank you’ You reply, you’re cheeks bright red

- ‘are you sure?’ He presses

- ‘she said no. leave her alone’ Sweet Pea chimes in and you send him a relieved smile

- ‘i need to go’ You quickly excuse yourself and rush off

- The rest of the table goes back to normal

- But Sweet Pea knows something was wrong

- He may have only been stalking watching you for a week

- But you’ve never ran away from anybody like that before

- So he follows you out

- And frowns when he finds you sat in an empty stairwell

- He sits beside you and you jump a little

- But you smile at him anyway

- Only this time its sad

- And he’s decided he doesn’t like it

- He’d rather see Jones naked than see you smile sadly at anyone, let alone him, ever again

- ‘whats wrong sandy?’

- ‘my name isn’t sandy’ You roll your eyes making him laugh

- ‘liam is a dick. just ignore him’

- ‘i’m sure he’s nice somewhere deep down. he just hasn’t found that part of him yet’

- ‘do you actually believe that?’

- ‘yeah.’ You nod. ‘i think there’s good in everyone. Even you.’ You make sure to look him in the eye when you say the last part making him smile (and blush a little)

- ‘whatever’

- ‘it just upsets me that people think they can say whatever they want to me because they know i won’t say anything that isn’t polite back’

- ‘you weren’t polite to me’

- ‘that was a mistake. i was having a bad day’

- ‘its not a bad thing to stand up for yourself you know. i do it all the time...maybe thats our problem.’

- ‘what is?’

- ‘well, you don’t stand up for yourself enough, i do it too much’

- ‘together we make a functioning human’

- ‘yeahhh.’ He says awkwardly. ‘i don’t think so. there are so many other parts of me that need fixing before i can be a semi-functioning human...let alone fully’

- ‘thats not true’ You nudge him softly

- ‘sure its not’ He laughs. ‘maybe you need to start being a little more mean to people’

- ‘i don’t want to be mean to anyone. i like being kind.’

- ‘what if i’m mean for you’

- ‘thats also too mean’

- ‘what if i’m mean and it just so happens to be to people that aren’t very nice to you?’ He says and you send him a look. ‘okay. i won’t’

- He does.

- After that you two become very odd friends

- Even if he still calls you Sandy

- You’ve been trying to come up with a nickname for him

- And he loves it

- Because you’re too sweet to come up with a mean nickname for him

- So instead you call him Sunshine

- And he hates it

- He hates it so much

- Because every time you say it...he blushes

- Every. Single. Time

- You continue to be sweetness and light

- And he continues to be bitterness and dark

- Although you are kind of having an effect on him

- Because he is a little nicer to some people

- And Toni and Fangs have never seen him smile more than when he’s either with you or talking about you

- He definitely likes you

- He falls for you more and more every single day

- Despite everything going on between the north and southside

- But one day he just can’t help it

- You’re talking to him

- And you’re just so happy

- So he goes for it

- He’s so scared that you’re going to push him away

- But you don’t

- You kiss him back

- And its just as sweet as you are.

- When you start dating its a surprise to everyone

- Obviously

- You are like the most opposite to each other anybody can be

- Some people think he’s been dared to ask you out

- Others think you’ve slowly lost your mind/been brainwashed

- And everyone else is just confused

- At first people make snide comments

- But they’re quickly shut up by Sweet Pea threatening them

- And as people see that you’re actually serious about each other

- And you kind of compliment one another

- They slowly start to accept it

- Plus, Sweet Pea is so much nicer when you’re around

- They start to get used to it

- Some people even think its quite cute

- Plus, it starts a truce between both sides

- Like a successful Romeo and Juliet

- Anywayyyyy

- He l o v e s teasing you

- Its one of his favourite things to do

- Because its so easy to make you blush or stutter

- And so he does it all the time

- You get very sweet good morning texts

- But rather dirty goodnight texts

- Followed by a sweet one

- And he’ll whisper in your ear when you’re talking to your friends

- ‘that dress looks amazing on you babe’ Cue you smiling. ‘but it’ll look so much better on the floor.’ Cue you blushing like mad

- And he definitely sends inappropriate texts at inappropriate times

- But his favourite thing is when you don’t understand what he’s just said

- Because you’re so confused

- And he thinks its so cute

- He also continues to call you Sandy

- Forever

- But you still call him sunshine

- Sooooo

- He also always has your back

- If someone is being rude to you

- He’s threatening them in a heart beat

- ‘what the fuck did you just say to my girl?’

- You’re also rarely apart so if someone is mean to, they’re gonna get their ass kicked

- But on the rare occasion that you aren’t together

- You are all he talks about

- Whether its relevant to what he’s doing or not

- If he’s watching a film with Toni and Fangs

- ‘y/n would like this’ and ‘that character is like y/n! but she’s much cuter obviously’

- Or if they’re just hanging out and talking

- ‘y/n once ate that...she didn’t like it’ or ‘hey did i tell you about the time y/n did that?’

- ‘yes!’

- ‘you’ve told us 1000 times’

- But you’re exactly the same about him

- And thats what so great about you two

- Because you love each other no matter what

- He loves that you’re the nicest person in the world

- Who wouldn’t?

- Because how lucky is he that he gets to spend his life with the sweetest human ever

- And you secretly like the fact that sometimes he’s a bad influence on you

- Because thats part of him

- And you wouldn’t change that for the world

- He could be the most cynical person in the world

- But to you, he’s literal sunshine

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thoughts-of-the-unheard · 3 years

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oh nothing in a book has ever made me as angry as fucking pissed off as i am now about the end of chain of iron and i have a lot to say on it (i have more to say on the last few chapters of chain of iron than i did on the entirety of the folk of the air series)

ill start with being glad lucie was able to raise jesse but definite reylo vibes there and im ignoring the end of that so watch me ignore if lucie dies ill be like yea ya know shes just,,, somewhere else but i hated how many secrets she kept from fucking everyone i mean she didnt tell a single person the whole truth of anything shes got secrets on top of secrets and thats not good but hey matthews drinking isnt good either and no one but the lucie and cordelia ever really say anything about that so theres that and im not counting james’ you dont love anyone as much as you love that bottle or w/e he said bc that wasnt talking to him to try to help and get him to stop drinking that was just a hit bc they were fighting and i hate that i hate that they were fighting bc they wouldnt have been if it wasnt for that fucking bracelet and which has caused so many fucking problems that i could cry in indignation bc its not its not fucking fair james spent the last what three years of his life in a fog not being able to feel and not being able to notice his parabatai slowly spiraling into a drunken depression from something thats not his fault at all i mean yes it is his fault that his mother took the potion but it is not his fault that the baby died thats no ones fault but whoever sold him the potion and yea he shouldnt have bought it in the first place but he was kid and he thought that was the only way he could get the truth and its unfair its fucking unfair and alistair god alistair he knows what he did in school was wrong but he saw it as the only way and now hes trying to make up for it and apologise and be a better fucking person and thomas sees that and thomas loves him for that and alistair wont let himself be loved and its not fair and anna oh anna talk about not letting yourself be loved she put on such a good front she did but she shouldnt have ariadne loves her and wants to be with her fully with her but anna has to understand the stigma of that and why ariadne cant come out yet hell thats still a problem today but we wont get into that because anna clearly loves ariadne but shes too afraid of getting hurt again and frankly she should just go for it i mean so what if you get hurt again at least youll finally feel something because i know she feels nothing for all those other girls i know theyre just replacements for ariadne and it isnt fair and speaking of replacements fucking grace fuck grace but fucking grace just casually destroying james life listen i dont give a shit how she grew up i couldnt care less about how tatiana treated her and how scared she was of her because if shed just fucking helped then she wouldnt have to worry about a damn thing from tatiana i mean theres a number of things grace couldve done she couldve told the merry thieves everything and they couldve defeated belial like they are now and then no one would be around to help tatiana and grace couldve told anyone in the clave about all of tatianas shit and then they wouldnt have underestimated her and she wouldve been in a proper prison and thus unable to escape so damn easily and thus not fucking able to get to grace okay shes a fucking idiot and i hate her and i hate reading about her and im fucking disappointed in her for not taking the damn bracelet off okay i had very fucking low standards for her but i hoped she would take the bracelet off and at the very least i thought she could fucking not manipulate him further like god damn girl james is a much nicer and understanding person than i am and he would try to protect her from tatiana if he knew that grace was being threatened by her if grace took the bracelet off and told him the truth he would help her i fully believe that but since he had to find out on his own he was furious as he should be but i dont think he had to be nice to her when she showed up at the end there i mean i wouldve just yanked her in the house and started yelling at her right there fuck pretending his still under that enchantment fuck talking to her in private okay id chew her out in the entryway its not like cordelia doesnt need to know she fucking does and i think her finding out by overhearing james arguing with grace is actually a fantastic way to find out because she gets to hear everything all of what james feels and all of what grace did completely unfiltered not that james would try to hide it from her but hed definitely try to soften the blow and i just think she needs to hear the whole truth and AND i really fucking hate when characters overhear only part of something and assume the worst and run away its so common and i hate it so much and i hate how she ran to matthews because i knew it was going to happen and i knew matthew was in love with her and that it was already straining their bond because no one fucking realised that james was madly fucking in love with cordelia because of that fucking bracelet have i mentioned have i mentioned how much that bracelet pisses me off i dont think i have lets get into it so how james was unable to feel properly for three years and how his head was so foggy he was unable to think properly too and how because of that he missed matthew becoming a drunk and how the merry thieves look to james as their leader so if james isnt saying anything about it then there must not be anything to say and how james was already in love with cordelia before the bracelet and thats part of why grace couldnt control him and how he loved her for years how he was in love with her for years how no one knew this not even him because everyone thought he was in love with grace how cordelia was in love with him but thought he was in love with grace how cordelia got married to him knowing she was in love with him and thinking he was in love with someone else how she could tell he wanted her but thinking he just wanted her body and that he was still in love with grace how she’d rather have some of him than none of him at all how he picked out everything in their house with cordelia in mind how he remembered that she loves chess and she never thought he would how he learned a whole other language for her how he immediately checks on her after every battle how everyone, especially cordelia, just writes all this off as who knows what because he cant be in love with cordelia if hes in love with grace and hes obviously in love with grace how no one could ever notice there was something wrong because they were feeling the effects too how james was so in love with cordelia that that love unintentionally broke an enchantment made specifically for james by a Prince Of Hell one of the most powerful beings the entire species will ever meet and i think that covers the gracelet situation but i keep thinking of the scene where the bracelet cracks when grace first went to curzon street and kissed james and james’ mind literally thinking it was cordelia because who else would he be kissing and afterward grace saying ‘i dont know who you think you were kissing, james herondale, but it wasnt me’ and im like damn right bitch get fucked but back to cordelia running to matthews okay i know she didnt know matthew was in love with her so she wasnt doing anything wrong going to him but i kept thinking they were going to kiss or something because we all know matthews in love with her and there were a bunch of hints that cordelia might be attracted to matthew and she was upset about james and i just kept thinking something bad would happen and i was right but shit i didnt think id be like that i had no idea matthew was leaving for paris and even less of an idea that cordelia would join him and the thing is i cant even be mad i cant blame her i would probably do the same thing hell id probably ask to go with and im very proud of her for saying she’d go If matthew stops drinking i really appreicate that and i hope he gets better but the all those misses how james left the house only minutes after cordelia and arrived at matthews only minutes after they left and how he could see them at the train station could see them getting on the train and leaving and leaving him behind because his sister is missing and he shouldve ran and caught them and begged them to stay if not just to help find lucie because they both think of lucie as a sister and they absolutely wouldve stayed to help her and then there would be the chance for james to explain the gracelet situation and everything would be fine it would fine eventually and everything would be okay but NO and ive said a lot but i havent even mentioned cordelia being a paladin for fucking lilith yet where did that come from i was not expecting that ill tell ya see i thought it was odd that wayland the smith would still be alive and that it wasnt mentioned in any of the other books and i thought it was odd that some apparently god-like blacksmith would be wearing such an elegant jeweled necklace and i thought it was odd that magnus would be back from the spiral labyrinth for just a day and would be staying with hypatia instead of ya know his own place but shit id never have put it together as one person let alone lilith and i cant say it came out of nowhere because it said that edom used to be liliths so it would make sense that she would want belial gone so she could have it back but still that was unexpected but im not disappointed i mean im obviously upset that cordelia is now pledged to the mother of demons and feels like she cant even touch a weapon speaking of which what did she do with cortana where did she put it she said she dealt with it which makes me nervous but we know she couldnt have broken it or anything a) because i dont think she physically can and b) emma has cortana later but i think cordelia should keep cortana close since its the only thing that can mortally would belial and apparently he only needs one more before something happens im guessing before hes like gone gone so she definitely needs cortana and lilith wants her to kill belial so i think she should and if shes stuck as liliths paladin after that and never wants to touch a weapon again so be it but get rid of belial first ya know anyway i think there was something else i wanted to say but i cant remember so if you read all of this holy shit im sorry thats a lot i hope it was entertaining at least and i hope i didnt also get you pissed off

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happys-crazy-queen22 · 4 years

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Shyness

Gif credit @xxrouxx

Requested on wattpad.

Hope you all enjoy.

Happy Reading Dollies.

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"Why aren't you out there with everyone"? Hank asked while he worked on putting on a new tire, you watched his every move.

"No one wants me out there and I'm okay with that. All they see me as is Ez and Angels little sister anyways. One guy told me it was past my bedtime". Hank let out a chuckle and a frown came to your face. He thought the same as well, you thought.

"Fuck him. Fuck all of them. If you want to go party then go party. Don't listen to anyone but you". His grease covered finger pointed at you.

"Yeah, no thanks. I'd rather stay here where it's quiet and I don't have some drunk ass try and hit on me". You sighed.

"Well I'm almost finished with this, how about you and I go to the party? I'll stay with you so you can have fun, what do you say"? Hank look serious as you were hesitant cause you've heard this line before with Angel. He took you to your first Mayans party and left you in the first hour for some blond, you had to have a guy with fake hands to take you home. Which he was nicer and more polite then Angel and you became friends with Chucky.

"Okay". You nodded your head, getting off the stack of tires and waiting for Hank as he screwed on the last bolt.

"Lets go". He offered you his arm as his hands were greasy.

Walking into the party, you glanced at Angel who had a different blond on his lap and Ez was in the corner nursing a beer but didn't even notice you. What great brothers you have, you thought.

"So, I know I said I wouldn't leave you but I need to wash my hands".

"That's okay, I'll hang out with Chucky until you get out". Hank smiled and walked off to the bathroom. You spotted Chucky handing out beers and you went to give him a hand.

"Hey, Chucky". You greeted him with a smile.

"Miss Y/N, can I get you anything"?

"No thanks. Can I help you out"?

"That would be great. I'll pour the shots and you get the beers, please".

"Will do Chucky". You grabbed beers from the frig and started handing them out. It was supposed to be a quiet party but theres at least two hundred people here. You were starting to rethink coming out.

Hank came over as soon as he got done washing his hands, he saw a little panic in your face so he picked up his pace to get to you before you decided to bolt out the door.

"Hey, you good"?

"Yeah, just a little overwhelmed. That's all". You said handing him a beer.

"Lets go dance"? He said it as more of a demand then a question.

"Um, what? No". You shook your head but he didnt take it. He grabbed your hand and got you out from behind the bar, leading you to the dance floor, which was slightly crowded with a bunch of women trying to get one of the members attention.

You looked around at all the women, most had hardly anything covering their bodies and you felt very out of place. In the sea of sexiness.

Hank grabbed you by the chin making you look at him. "Just focus on me. It's just you and me out here, no one else". He said as his hands went to your hips, helping them along to the music. Soon you forgot about everyone and had eyes for Hank. The way he made you feel when you danced with him, you came alive. A goddess that you never knew you had in you came out, a fierce one that felt sexy and brave. You could take on anything at the moment and your brothers saw it too.

"Should we worry about them two"? Ez asked Angel.

"Nah, Hanks a good guy. He'll take care of her, maybe even open her up to new things".

"That's what I'm worried about". Ez sighed, watching you and Hank tear up the dance floor, hands roaming and you grinding on Hank. He did not like this side of his little sister. But thats what he saw you as....little.

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thewondersofsmut · 5 years

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Friendly Rivalry

Request/s: Dean x reader. For a hunt they have to go undercover as a couple, they accidentally get married. – @writingkeepsmewhole AND Hey ! Can you a dean one where y/n and dean are rivals and that one hunt brings them closer and making them think that the other is not bad as they thought and them becoming friends and then lovers. i love your works. Waiting for it... – Anon

Pairings: Dean x Reader

Warnings: language, smut, talk of past pain

Word Count: 3890

Author’s Note: Hope this hits the spots in the requests! Feedback is always appreciated. Requests are open, mostly Dean and Damon, I’ma try to do some Sam (maybe).

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“D’ya hear about the Winchesters taking out two vampire nests in a week?” “Yeah, but (y/l/n) took out five wendigos—five! They don’t even come out like that!” You smirked as you heard the stories of the Dean-(y/n) Rivalry floating about, these hunters didn’t even know you were there. “Seem to be a fan favorite.” Jo smirked as she passed you a glass of bourbon. “I think—“

Before you can reply, the bell by the door rang and, “Speak of the devil.” You mumbled to yourself as the Winchesters entered coming straight to the bar. “Hey Jo.” The shorter one mused and then turning to your direction. You smiled straightly, tilting your head to the side. “Oh! Who do we have here...” He started, his green eyes seemingly sparkling.

“Nice to see you again, Dean.” You said, voice challenging and then you looked up to the taller, much nicer Winchester. “Always glad to see you, Sam.” You sweetly said, smiling up to him before your gaze went back to the elder Winchester. “How ‘bout we leave these two love birds to figure out their differences?” Jo asked Sam, throwing a wink at you, the younger brother chuckled and nodded, following Jo.

“What brought you to these parts?” You asked, swirling your glass. Dean looked you up and down. It all started when he saw you at Bobby Singer’s garage, changing the oil under your car. You slid out and he smirked at you. That was the start of yours and his friendly rivalry—the so called who’s the better hunter. “Great job on the nests.” You mumbled when he didn’t answer you.

“And you with the wendigos, you gotta tell me what’s up with that hunt, I’m sure it wasn’t a coincidence.” He said. You shook your head with a wince. He looked at you, concerned. “You okay there, kid?” He asked and you grinned. “Better than ever.” You answered. “To answer you, we’re here to ask for help.” He said. You knitted your eyebrows.

“The Winchesters,” You snickered. “Need help?” You leaned back to your seat, his leathery gun powder scent evading your thoughts. “This isn’t the best look for our rivalry, now is it, Dean.” You joked. “Plus, you haven’t exactly worked with me, how do you know I’m not a nut job?” You added. “I trust the stories.” He said, raising an eyebrow at you. “Trust is a strong word—“ “So is the tension between you two.” Ellen said, rather loudly to cut you both off, the sound of beer bottles hitting the wood.

“Who would we rather ask for help in this full bar of hunters? The great (y/n) (y/l/n) or Bob, Henry, and Jack over in the corner there.” He snickered. You rolled your eyes. “Well let me know what we’re dealing with, gotta grab something from my car.” You declared and hopped off your seat.

You went to your car and re-patch yourself up, the cut feeling worse than yesterday. “That doesn’t look good.” You heard and jumped, hitting your head on the trunk making you groan, reaching to rub your head. Almost falling back, Dean was quick on his feet and reached out his arms, catching your back and carrying you on his arms.

He laid you on top of the hood and peeled off your bandage. “(Y/n), this is a nasty cut.” Dean scrunched his face. “Sweetheart, how are you even walking around?” He stammered. “It’s nothing, Dean, had it worse.” You maintained composure, lifting up your shirt to reveal your cut that stretched from one end of the stomach to the other. You smiled, pursing your lips, he bit his lip and you seemed to stare at those plush pink lips. “I’m fine, give me a day or two, patch it up real good and I’ll help you kick some ass.” You winked and he knitted his eyebrows.

Dean brought you to the room Ellen let you sleep in and Sam immediately tended to your wounds. “How did you do it, (y/n)?” Sam asked, looking down your leg. “I have this—weapon, I’ve had it since I was a child.” You said. You said, pulling the said weapon from your waistband. “Don’t ever let it out of my sight.” You whispered as you saw the glimmer in the knife.

“My parents made it, forged it, carved symbols on it, and when those pesky demons came to my home when I was 5, it worked, it killed ‘em,” You said, twirling it around. “I figured, if this thing can kill demons, it should be able to kill anything.” You said. You groaned as the alcohol hit your skin, the cool and stinging feeling left you wishing you asked for help to deal with those wendigos. “Why on earth would you go alone, (y/n).” Sam said, scrunching his face.

“I didn’t.” You said, sighing, looking down at your hands. Dean breathed, his face hit with realization. “I knew what I was up against but it wasn’t enough.” You said, feeling tears prick the sides of your eyes. “Hey sweetheart,” Dean placed a finger below your chin and lifted, allowing you to look into his eyes. “It wasn’t your fault.” He said. You sadly smiled.

“So tell me what you need help with?” You winced when you moved up the bed.

“You look lovely, (y/n).” Sam said, offering a small smile. “Thank you.” You said. “Ready, sweetheart—“ Dean’s breath was cut short when he saw your form, black long dress, he could only go so far as imagining. “I got us invitations so we’ll be able to get in.” Sam cleared his throat, raising said envelopes.

You three entered without a hitch. “And how do we know which one’s the witch?” Dean asked. You looked up, a girl, the prettiest curls you’ve ever seen. You watched your own lips part before she walked away. “I think I know.” You gushed, your voice breathy.

“There are too many people here, Sam.” You said and he nodded. “We have to get her alone.” Dean agreed. “I don’t think thats too hard.” You whispered, following her. “Are you okay, (y/n)?” Dean asked, looking at you. “Yeah, why wouldn’t I be.” You said knitting your eyebrows, turning to him.

You three followed her into the upstairs. “You know we’re going to have to escape without being noticed.” Sam huffed. The two huge doors closed and you gasped, looking forwards to see the witch smirking as she tilted her head to the side.

All hell broke loose.

“It’s a witch bitch, alright.” You spat, sighing as wiped the blood from your mouth. Dean swung at the witch, her strength no match for the three of you. “Dean!” You screamed as you threw the gun at him. You punched her and she fell back. “(Y/n)!” Sam yelled and you threw one of the hex bags at him for him to burn.

“Fuck!” You hissed as you were thrown across the room, the witch lifting the brothers up in the air. “Son of a bitch!” Dean screamed, coming at her and the witch threw him right beside you, flat on the wall. “Fiat tibi duo non tenetur ex caritate in finem matrimonii atque, si tu non solum mortem non dimittet vos pars!” You felt your left hand burn, your fingers tingling. You couldn’t look down with the force that the witch had on you.

“Get the fuck away from my brother and (y/n)!” Sam screamed and shot the witch with special bullets. She fell to the ground with a sinister laugh as the life faded from her eyes. You and Dean dropped from the wall, landing on the floor with a thud. Your breathing was staggered and Dean grunted, kneeling up.

You three made it back to the motel with no deaths, apart from the witch, and hell lot of cuts and wounds. You sighed and splashed your face with water. You looked in the mirror as you rubbed your eyes, a shining glimmer caught your eye through the mirror. You knitted your eyebrows and tried to remove the ring. It wouldn’t budge, even when you forced it too.

“Uh, Sam, Dean?” You started and bumped into Dean, groaning, rubbing your cheek that hit his cheek.

“I have never had a ring.” You said, putting up your hand that revealed a wedding band. “Uh, I think the witch cursed you two.” Sam said, realization hitting his face. Your eyes quickly travelled to Dean’s left hand where a wedding band was situated in his ring finger. You raised your eyebrows and your mouth hung. “The spell—“ You started.

“Since you two are technically under a spell, it’s safe to say I should be the one to grab the grimoire.” Sam insisted, standing up. “Sam, you’re hurt.” Dean scolded and you worriedly looked at him, nodding. “No, you two may or may not be in serious trouble but you guys are married now.” Sam said, his eyes scanning your fingers, a small smile lingering on his lips. “Bite me.” He said through gritted teeth. Sam smirked, raising an eyebrow. “She will…” He said and you blushed.

You sat on the edge of the bed, feeling Dean’s eyes on you. “I can feel you stare at me, Dean.” You mumbled, your eyes closing. “You were pretty great out there.” He said. You turned to him. “You weren’t too bad yourself.” You replied, feeling heat rise up your cheeks. “Never thought I’d be married before I fall in love.” You mumbled, mostly to yourself. “You’ve had a boyfriend before.” He stated. You smirked. “Keyword, had. This line of work doesn’t really allow for more than that.” You said.

“You never know.”

“Okay, so the whole spell is let you two be bound by marriage and if you don’t end up in love, only death will let you part.” Sam read. “And is there a way we can break it?” You asked. Dean raised an eyebrow. “Are you that repulsed by me?” Dean asked. “No—Dean, we aren’t exactly in love, we can die…” You said. “And I’m pretty sure we have a time limit, Sam?” You turned to the younger Winchester.

Sam let out a breath. “7 days.” You closed your eyes and Dean pursed his lips, nodding along. “So either we have 7 days to fall in love or 7 days to die.” Dean emphasized. “Or we can totally look for another spell to destroy it.” You countered. “Does it say there, Sam?” You asked. “Maybe Bobby will help us understand.” He said. “Let’s get going then!” You commanded and everyone got their stuff and loaded on Baby.

“Well, let me get this straight then,” Bobby started. “You,” He pointed at you. “And this idjit,” He pointed at Dean. “Are married because of a spell.” He finished. “It was an accident.” You muttered. “Well, as far as I’ve read this grimoire this is a soul connection and if I’m being honest, unless we find the oldest witch we can, we can’t break the spell.” Bobby apologised, looking at you then Dean. “We gotta go for the lesser evil, I guess.” You sighed to yourself. “You really sure there’s no way to find out?” Dean asked. “Well, let me look it up in my witch spell encyclopedia,” Bobby sarcastically looked at Dean. “Oh, wait, there’s none.” He rolled his eyes at the elder Winchester.

You stood up and sipped beer, walking outside and looking at the junkyard. Dean walked to you, leaning against the doorframe. “You okay, sweetheart?” Dean asked and you nodded your head. You found yourself fiddling with your ring, your thumb running over the band. The hairs on the back of your neck stood as you felt his arms wrapped around you, leaving you with goosebumps on your arms.

“You know we can’t pretend to be in love.” You stated. “Who said anything about pretending.” He cautioned. You chuckled, making Dean smile. He sighed and let go of you. You whined at the loss of heat. “When Bobby introduced this amazing hunter he’s helping, he pointed me towards a ’69 Camaro,” He smirked, reminiscing that day. “Oh yeah?” You asked, looking up at him. “Hmm, I was like well this dude’s got a nice ride and you must’ve heard me cuz you slid out from change the oil and I stopped, dead in my tracks, when I saw you.” He recalled.

“You asked me who I was and I just stared at you and you laughed,” He chuckled. “Is this your way to ease into the ‘How To Make A Girl Fall In Love in 7 Days’.” You joked. His smile got smaller. “In my end, I started to fall when you wiped that oil on your cheek and reached your hand out. If you looked at me, really well, you would’ve seen it.” He said, turning and heading back inside. You closed your eyes and sighed. “Well, there goes one day.”

You walked back inside the house and grabbed another beer. “Any luck?” You asked, looking at Bobby. “I’m sorry, kid, there’s nothing I have that can help you.” The poor man sighed and slumped on his seat. “Bobby, I’m scared.” You whispered, looking up at him, the boys were probably upstairs. “I know, kiddo, Trevor was supposed to be your way out.” He replied. You closed your eyes, feeling pang in your heart. “Maybe I was never meant to leave the life, up until I die.” You said and stood up. “I’m gunna take a drive.” You said.

“I’ll come with.” You heard and looked towards the stairs, your husband looking at you with hopeful eyes. You gave him a nod and walked out.

Dean hopped unto the passenger side and you watched how fluidly his body moved. “I can feel you stare.” He teased. You felt your cheeks heat up. “Sorry.” You started driving, feeling the air flow through your hair. “What do you think of me, sweetheart?” He asked. You looked at him from the edge of your eyes, you breathed. “An amazing hunter, perfect, boyish, god—I can go on.” You gushed. “Pull over.” He demanded. You looked at him and knitted your eyebrows. “What,” “Please, (y/n), just pull over.”

You parked the car onto the side of the road with a hilt. “Dean, what’s wrong?” You asked. The minutes felt like seconds and his hand was on the back of your neck, the other cupping your cheek, and his lips against yours. After the initial shock, glad that he didn’t stop, you kissed him back, dormant feelings getting ignited. You moved from your seat and straddled him, your arms moving behind him as you two kissed.

“Sweetheart,” Dean panted when you pulled away. “You’re the one who’s perfect, you’re amazing.” He whispered, pecking your lips.

“Hey sweetheart, want to head out to the bar?” Dean asked, sitting from the bed. “Uh, I’d love to but we’ve got tons of research to do—“ “Go, (y/n), I’ll handle this, I’ll call Bobby when I need to.” Sam reassured, throwing a smirk towards his brother. “You sure, Sam—“ “Yes, (y/n), just go.” Sam cut you off again. You scratched the top of your head and went to the bathroom to change and clean up.

Dean leaned against baby. “You miss yours?” Dean asked when you eyed his car. “Hell yeah, but she’s in better hands at Bobby’s.” You mumbled. Dean opened the door for you, not missing the chance to check you out. A mile out from the motel, you looked out into the open, fiddling with your hands. “Is—is this a date?” You asked. You saw him smirk. “If you want it to be?” He asked back, giving you a boyish grin.

He parked at the bar and you entered, it was the same as any bar you’ve been too, yet, this one felt new and entirely different, in a good way. You two sat down, ordered some snacks and went straight to the hard liquor. “Well, unofficially Mrs. Winchester, how are you really feeling?” He asked, leaning forwards. “Aside from utter fear, I think I’m falling.” You said, truthfully, feeling the sting of whiskey coming down your throat. He chuckled.

“We got 3 days left.” He recounted. “Man, dying from a witch’s spell wasn’t the way to go.” He said. “Damn right.” You agreed, munching on some fries. “Sweetheart, I think ending up with you, would be the best thing that can happen to me right now.” He said, grabbing your hands and caressing the tops. “This life, Dean, we can’t cheat it, once we’ve fallen for each other, there’s really no turning back, that kind of pain is hard to forget.” You mumbled.

“That day at Bobby’s, god, was I a fool for letting you slip out of my hold, but I didn’t want you to think that all I was looking for was a hookup on call.” You confessed. His eyes slightly widened and he laughed. “I’d never think of you that way. If it makes ya feel better, I was on the same boat on you on that one, sweetheart.”

“D’you wanna head out?” You asked, eyes tinkling. “Read my mind.” He smirked, standing up.

He lightly pushed you against the Impala, the cold metal giving you goosebumps, your hands were tangled amongst his short dirty blonde hair, your tongues mingling, the taste of whisky hitting you differently. You moaned against his mouth as he battled for dominance, he nibbled on your lower lip and gave a tug. He wrapped his arms around your back, one hand lowering towards your ass, cupping and squeezing.

You moved your hand in between your bodies and felt the bulge that was growing underneath his pants. He groaned, lowering his head, his teeth grazed you shoulders, moving up to your neck, sucking a mark that soon turned purple. “Fuck, (y/n), can’t get enough of you sweetheart.” He muttered, moving up to kiss you. You hummed your approval, unbuttoning his shirt.

He pulled your body from the car and opened the door, pushing you in and ntil your back was pressed against the leather, fog grew quickly. Dean tugged on your shirt and you lifted your back, allowing him to pull your shirt above your head. You continued to unbuttoned his plaid and pushed them off his shoulders and lifted his shirt, feeling his toned muscles.

He then started on your jeans, pulling them off your legs and you fiddled with his jeans. “Dean, need you now, need you fast.” You were beyond aroused and needed the friction which he gladly gave, his hard and throbbing member rubbing against your core. You two were stripped down until your skins rubbing against each other. He moved his hand down your body, feeling your soft skin under his calloused fingers until he reached his destination.

His fingers slid through your folds, feeling your slickness. You closed your eyes, moaning, breathing a ‘yes’ followed with profanities just as a finger entered you. Slowly coming in and out you, pulling moans you didn’t think you could make. “Fuck, Dean, I need more than that.” You said through gritted teeth. “I know, babygirl, I just can’t help myself.” He replied. “You’re so fucking tight, perfect pussy all for me.” He muttered, kissing your collar.

He grasped his cock, pumping it, moving it along your pussy. “Dean, plea—“ You gasped as he entered you in one swift movement. He raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Cat got your tongue, babygirl?” You bit your lower lip, keeping in your laughter. Before you can reply, he lifted his hips, slamming into you once again. “Oh you feel so fucking good.” He groaned.

His hips thrusted in and out of you, your skins slapping against each other. “Fuck, (y/n).” He cursed. The air felt thick, it certainly smelled like sex as he fucked you hard and fast. “Yes, Dean, fuck—“ You gasped, feeling yourself uncoil. “Gunna come,” Your eyes were closed, your voice strained as your abdomen tightened. “I know, sweetheart, I’m close too.” He grunted. He fucked you steadily until his hips faltered, the car shaking with his movements.

“Fuck, (y/n),” He moaned, your pussy clenching around his throbbing cock. “God, I love you.” He whispered. Your body tensed and he opened his eyes, looking directly into yours. His eyes full of sincerity and love. Your breathing staggered and you closed your eyes, coming hard around him. “Dean!” You gasped, your body shaking. “I love you too.” You breathed, your heart pounding against your chest as it tightened, tears threatening to spill.

“I love you too.” You whispered, smiling wide. He continued to fuck you and soon after, his cock twitch, coming inside of you.

He pulled you against his chest, slick skins, slight sheen of sweat glistening with the streetlight. He ran his hand through your locks, your back shivering, still coming down from your high. “Fuck, I wished I made a move sooner than later.” He whispered. “Dean,” “It wasn’t hard to fall for you. Every time I hear the stories about this hunt or that hunt that (y/n) (y/l/n) did, how she did this or that. I always smirk to myself saying that, I either grow some balls and ask her to a hunt, even once but,” “But now we’re together and married nonetheless.” You said, smiling, leaning up to kiss him.

“When Jo found out we knew each other, God did she sell you to me.” You chuckled, making him chuckle as well. “I’ve known you, word travels and a lot are about the Winchester brothers how people think you, Sam, and I would make the best band of hunters.” You said. “And every time I’d catch you, I wish sometimes I reeled you in. Quite a fish you are.” You said, drawing circles on his arm. “Don’t they say, there’s plenty of fish in the sea?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. “Oh yes, but I wanted you to be my fish.” You said, almost possessively.

“Well, I’m your fish alright and you’re my fish.” He said, kissing the top of your head. “I do, I really do love you.” He whispered and lifted your head towards him with his finger. You melted into the kiss, getting drowned in him once again.

“Well, you two idjits aren’t dead.” Bobby commented on the 7th day of the spell as he leaned against his desk. You raised your eyebrows at the older man, shrugging with pursed lips. You heard him sigh. “You can’t cheat a spell so it means you two are—“ “In love.” Dean finished, a soft smile playing on his lips. “You two know damn well everyone’s gunna be up your asses, (y/l/n) and Winchesters.” Bobby said. “Bobby, either they run away from fear or want our heads on the end of the stick.” Sam snickered.

“You, boy,” Bobby continued, looking at Dean. “You take care of (y/n).” He said. “Bobby, you aren’t dying yet.” You quipped. “And I’m the closest thing you have to a father.” He lightly snapped. “Touché.” You “You boys are family to me, but (y/n), I took care of her before she can hold a gun.” He said, glancing at you. “All I’m saying is, don’t give the old man a hard time.” He said. Dean smirked. “I promise, Bobby.” Dean said, looking at you with a smile you knew that mean happiness.

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Wolfstar Charms

You both like sirius/remus.

Stranger: [6th year, Remus hasn't told his friends about the werewolf gig yet.] Hey, so. I heard you talking to McKinnon after Magical Creatures today. Is that how you really feel about werewolves and vampires? Marlene was saying some pretty hard shit.-R

You: Well, I don't know what was said, but yeah. I mean, they attack anyone that gets close enough and spread their condition like a disease. They're better off where they can be kept an eye on that let loose in the world. -S

Stranger: But like. Every werewolf? -R

Stranger: And they only turn one night every month -R

You: But how can you be sure? I mean maybe not constantly but at least as their cycle gets closer. You heard what the professor said, they're practically monsters. I would feel safer if something was done about them. I'm not saying to kill them but something should be done. Even if its requiring them to be locked up during that time. -S

You: Why are you so curious about this anyways? -S

Stranger: I don't know. I just think it's wrong to prosecute an entire race of people, some of which may have done nothing wrong. -R

Stranger: There's bad ones, sure, but like. Thats not everyone. Just like not every pure blood is evil. -R

Stranger: Should we round up all of you lot and lock you up? -R

Stranger: I--fuck, I'm usually more eloquent about this, I'm just tired. -R

You: Whoa! Hey! That is not the same thing! I'm not saying to enslave them or anything like that! Locking them up during a transformation is humane! It would be for the protection of both them and the people around them. I know its not their fault. I'm not an idiot. -S

Stranger: It's inhumane to lock anyone up. -R

You: [Delay] Yeah... you usually are lol. I'm not use to seeing you so riled up. Whats got you so tired. -S

Stranger: Like -- would you want to lock me up for the week before the full moon if I was a werewolf or something? -R

Stranger: You said they're basically monsters -R

Stranger: Nothing, it's nothing. I just didn't sleep well, okay? -R

You: They are. Basically monsters I mean... but that doesn't make the people they infect monsters. I mean... the beast that comes out at night is not the person they are the rest of the time yeah?-S I mean, I never really considered it but... Would you have a better idea? Look at it from the person's point of view. You heard about the wizard that woke up after a cycle to find he had slaughtered his whole family? Sure, it sounds cruel when you explain it like that but they guy ended up offing himself cuz he couldn't live with what he had done. If I were a werewolf I'd want to be locked up during my cycle to protect you guys. I mean, I wouldn't know what I'd do if I hurt one of you. -S Maybe you should talk to one of the Ravenclaws, they might be able to slip you something to help sleep a bit better. A charm or something? -S

Stranger: I'm sure the werewolves that actually care take proper precautions. -R

Stranger: There was that one, sure, but. -R

Stranger: All the wolves in the media are all those nasty ones, that just was to cause mayhem. They should be punished for their crimes sure, but you can't control an entire race, that's not right

Stranger: I know plenty of charms. -R

You: Listen, Remus. I'm not going to pretend like I know why you have such a hard on for werewolves' rights suddenly and I'm also not going to pretend like I know everything. You asked and I told you. If you have a better idea for dealing with them then great. As far as I'm concerned it doesn't really involve me and its not like I'm going to write a strongly worded letter to the Minister to try and convince him of anything. Regardless of how either of us feels if a werewolf attacks us in the middle of the night I'm not going to be too torn up for defending myself. -S

Stranger: ..right. Sure. -R

Stranger: I'm going to go nap in Pomfrey's office. -R

You: Probably for the best. Want me to come fetch you for lunch? -S You're even worse when you don't eat. -S

Stranger: Um -R

Stranger: Maybe, I don't know. -R

Stranger: I can ask Peter to bring me something -R

You: [Delayed] If you're sure. Let me know if you change your mind. I promised James I'd meet him on the pitch before third so I won't be doing much. -S

Stranger: you'll be late for transfig -R

You: Wouldn't be the first time. -S

Stranger: Gonny's gonna murder you -R

You: I'd like to see them try. Besides, Lily is suppose to be there too. No one ever gets on to her. -S

Stranger: well.. I hope you guys have a nice time. -R

You: It'd be nicer if you would join us. -S

Stranger: um -R

Stranger: I can see if I can grab some coffee. -R

You: Awesome! I'll swing by the kitchens and bribe one of the house elves for those sweets you like so much. -S

Stranger: sure, yeah. -R

Stranger: I'll see you on the pitch then. -R

You: [[Switch to para?]]

Stranger: [[sure!!]

Stranger: [[I can start]]

You: [[Sounds good]]

Stranger: Every bone in his body hurt before the full moon. Every movement was filled with pain, and the entire week of the moon he felt like he wanted to crawl out of his skin. And he would've, if it meant that it'd stop. Remus dragged a hand through his hair as he made the hike down the hill from the castle to the quidditch pitch, slipping onto the field without being seen. James and Lily were already there, talking quit close together over on the edge of the field. He raised a hand to offer a hello, a grimace on his face with each movement.

You: "Remus!" Sirius called from Remus' right. He was still a few yards away an bulging cloth tucked under his right arm, a few pastries peaking out from beneath it. His left was tugging on a Peter's elbow as the other boy seemed to shift his gaze this way and that as if worried they'd be caught and taken to the dungeon's at any moment. "There you are! I was worried I might have to go to Pomfry's office after al-" he cut himself off as he drew up close enough to make out the boy's expression. "Christ, you look like shite. You weren't kidding earlier were you?"

Stranger: It wasn't fun, being woken up in the middle of the night with agonizing pain. He glanced over to Sirius as he came over to him, and he offered a small smile. "Yeah, I uh, rallied. I have my coffee in my bag so, hopefully that'll get me through potions later." Hey sighed. He nodded to Peter, and glanced back over at Lily and James. "It's fine though. Like I said, I just. Didn't really sleep." he had bags under his eyes, his face a little sunken in. "Whatcha got there?"

You: Sirius glanced down at the bundle as if he had forgotten about it entirely. "Oh, right!"

You: [sorry wasn't done]

Stranger: [nw]

You: Sirius glanced down at the bundle as if he had forgotten about it entirely. "Oh, right! I told you I was gonna swing by the kitchens. Swung by the potion's classroom too," he added with a wink and a grin. "Got a surprise for ya." "I-I had n-nothing to do with it," Peter rushed as if that would save him any grief should they be caught. Sirius just rolled his eyes and pulled him onward as he headed for James and Lily, obviously expecting Remus to follow. "Snatched a few Wideeye potions from the stores while Slughorn was distracted," Sirius admitted, still grinning proudly.

Stranger: Remus laughed softly, shaking his head as he followed them over towards James and Lily. "You're gonna get caught one day, you know?" he said teasingly. "I'd be nervous if Slughorn's rage came down on me, man. He's old but I can tell he's gotta temper." He stifled a yawn into his arm, and let out a puff of air. "I have so much course work to get done tonight." He frowned.

Stranger: [hey im jumping in the shower rq I'll be like. less than ten minutes]

You: "Well my luck hasn't run out yet," Sirius teased lightly. "Oi! James! Stop making pillow eyes at Lilly and get a move on!" Sirius called out to his friend with a laugh before focusing back on Remus. "Luckily for you, of course. Otherwise who would be here to pick you up when you need it ah? Peter?" he teased, elbowing the chubby boy in the ribs. "I-I... T-thats not..." "Relax Peter. I'm only teasing, lighten up."

You: [[Take your time. If we get disconnected I'll be under the tag spootilious]]

Stranger: [back! just gotta get like dried off[

You: [[wb]]

Stranger: Remus watched Sirius for a moment, shaking his head. "Maybe James?" he offered, snorting softly. As they approached, James flipped Sirius off, focusing back on Lily for a moment. "--Did we skip Transfigurations just to watch you talk to some lass?"

You: "No offense, Lilly," Sirius added as if as an after thought. He was a brave and reckless boy sure but he knew better than to piss off a woman, especially on that was such a talented witch. "You could do better than this sod," he teased lightly practically jumping into James' lap and ruffling his hair.

Stranger: "Yes, absolutely no offense," Remus agreed, nodding. Lily just let out a soft laugh. "Of course. Why'd we all come out here, James, did you want to go show off on that broom of yours?" she prodded at his side. Remus sat down heavily, a small grunt escaping him with the hard movement.

You: Sirius's gaze followed Remus' movements and despite his outward jovial appearance, worry lined his eyes. Typically he would have wrestled with James a bit, mock flirting with him, but as it was he allowed the other boy to shove him from his lap, depositing him next to Remus with a grunt of his own. "Rude," Sirius mock pouted but shifted back a bit to give himself room. He laid out the cloth, sweets still piled in the middle. Without hesitation he took two from the top and offered one out to Remus before shoving the other in his mouth.

Stranger: He didn't even want to know how completely like shit he must look like. And tomorrow, he would be concealing his bruised and battered body just like he did every day after a full moon. He glanced over at Sirius as he laid out the pile of sweets and pastries. He smiled, softly, and took the offered treat. "Thanks," he said softly, taking a bite. He let out a long sigh, and leaned his head on the man's shoulder, puffing out a breath.

You: Sirius tried to be as still as possible for the other man, only moving to reach into his robes and produce the small vile of wideeye potion he promised. Peter sank down next to the two reaching for a few sweets of his own. He may have refused to admit his part in the thievery, but he had no quarrel about partaking in the spoils. Sirius wouldn't admit it but his anxiety regarding Remus odd behavior had skyrocketed upon the sight of him and wasn't getting any better.

Stranger: Remus offered a small smile, and took the vial from the man. He twirled it in between his fingers, he uncorked it, and grimaced for a moment before he took it like a firewhiskey shot, closing his eyes tight and shuddering. "Oh, that's so gross."

Stranger: [brb!]

You: Sirius couldn't help but chuckle at the words. "I've caught you snogging Prevel Martin. I'm sure it can't be worse than that!" he countered making the group laugh, though his own didn't quite reach his eyes. They were still pinned to Remus, dark and calculating, as he tried to piece together the puzzle before him.

Stranger: "That was a dare!" he cried, elbowing him in the side. He could feel the effects of the potion almost instantly, though he was still full of his aches. He could feel how tired his eyes were, but the potion buzzed away inside of him and kept the open. His eyes flickered over and met Sirius's gaze, and he let out a puff of breath. "What, were you just upset it wasn't you?"

You: Sirius tensed in surprise at the sudden retort, forcing his grin wider to try and hide the blush. "Oh, yeah. I've always dreamed of snogging that ugly mug of yours," he teased. "Sounds more like a nightmare," Peter added around a mouth full of food. Sirius just laughed harder.

Stranger: Remus snorted softly and grabbed another pastry, kicking his boot out towards Peter playfully. "Aye, just you wait, bastards. Give me a year or two and I'll be taller than James."

You: "Pfft, not likely," Sirius scoffed playfully before turning towards James. "I'm suppose to be in transfiguration right now. Whats up? Or did you just want to bore us again with another one of your rants about Muggle studies again?"

Stranger: Remus scrunched his nose up and rolled his eyes, before he snuck another treat, eyes turning to James. "Yeah, what is it?" James looked affronted and scoffed. "What, a guy can't just ask his mates and-- his uh. non-mate." a glance to Lily. "To come and hang out and skip class?"

You: Sirius snorted at that. "Sure you can, but I think I rather be learning how to turn into a dragon than to have to stare at your ugly mug," he replied, sticking out his tongue. "You can't transfigure into a dragon," Peter commented absently reaching for another treat. "Says you! I bet I could turn into Norwegian Ridgeback by the end of the year if I wasn't skipping class!" he grinned, pointedly looking at James and knowing full well it wasn't the truth.

Stranger: Remus quirked a brow at him. "Actually, not possible. Not a dragon, at least," he nodded. He glanced towards James. "What was that thing we were reading last week? Animagus?" he questioned. "You can turn into an animal, but like. I think it has to be within a certain size."

You: "A baby dragon then," Sirius shrugged before James could answer. "Enough to breath fire and do some damage at least." "Yeah and probably shit everywhere," James laughed. "Good, another job for Finch and his cat," Sirius laughed.

You: *Filch

Stranger: Remus laughed, but it sounded distant even to himself. James looked over at the other lads and quirked a brow. "Shit aren't they covering Wolves and shit in Creatures today? What if you could turn into one of them?"

You: Sirius' smile faded a bit at the question. What was with all this talk about wolves? "I dunno, wolves are just vicious dogs right? I think I would rather be a regular one. Lounge about all day, get fat on treats, swarmed by women all the time." "Sniffing butts," James added with an arched brow. "Hey, don't knock it 'til you try it," Sirius countered.

Stranger: James laughed loudly. "But no, like, hear me out. You could scare the fuck out of any of your friends, if you like. Showed up at their house as a massive fucking wolf. Like would you shit yourself right there?"

You: "I dunno," Sirius continued. "I still think a dragon would be better. What do you think Remus?" he asked turning towards his best friend.

Stranger: Remus blinked a couple of times, and forced another laugh from himself. "Uh. Maybe a rabbit," he said lamely, clearing his throat. He ran a hand through his hair, and he suddenly did not feel very great at all, his stomach churning uneasily.

You: Sirius hesitated as he watched the color begin to drain from his friend's skin. "Don't rabbits mate like crazy?" he asked trying to hide his concern. "I always knew you had a promiscuous side," he teased. "Either way, it won't matter what we want to turn into if we don't learn how," he pointed out, pushing to his feet.

Stranger: The man cleared his throat, letting out a long breathe and tried to stop the queasy feeling. Almost as bad as the bone and joint aches, he hates the nausea that comes along with it, as the full moon ticked closer and closer. "James could probably find the book with the animagus spell in it." he murmured. "I uh. I have a ton of homework to do, and I have a feeling I'll...be falling asleep early tonight. I should get it done."

You: Sirius offered out a hand to help the other up. "Nah, I bet he's too distracted making eyes at Lily," Sirius teased, fluttering his lashes at the girl playfully. "Right, Lily?"

Stranger: Lily snapped out of her little world with James, a blush coming across her cheeks. "What? Oh, um--" she glanced over at James. "Nobody is making eyes at anyone."

You: "Ha! Right! Whatever you say, Lily," Sirius chuckled before making a kissing face towards them both. "You guys don't do anything I wouldn't do," he teased with a wink, "I think I'm gonna walk Remus to his next class before he collapses on himself."

Stranger: Lily rolled her eyes and flipped him off as well, something she had picked up from James no doubt. Remus glanced up as he was mentioned, and frowned. "I'm not gonna collapse. Wide awake, see?"

You: Sirius paid Remus no mind as he pulled him a long, calling over his shoulder. "James you're a bad influence on her!" he laughed just as they turned the corned and were suddenly on their own. Sirius let his smile fade now that they didn't have an audience though he didn't speak, unsure of what to say.

Stranger: Remus grumbled but sighed, following Sirius. He let him get pulled along, his bag swinging over his shoulder. When they were out of sight, the man glanced over his shoulder. "They're insane ,the lot of them.."

You: "Might as well include us in that lot as well, Remus," Sirius pointed out before shooting the man a side glance. "You're hiding something, aren't you?" he asked deciding that a blunt approach would be best.

Stranger: "I'm hardly insane." he puffed a breath out. "I'm the sanest one around." At the accusation, Remus stopped in his steps, and he frowned. "What would I be hiding."

You: Sirius turned to him, studying the bags under his eyes and his exhausted features. "That's what I would like to know," he countered, "You obvious haven't slept, you're moody, and you know enough about charms that if it were something as simple as a bad dream you would have taken care of it by now," Sirius pointed out, crossing his arms over his chest, "Exams aren't for a few months and-" he paused, realization striking, a devilish smile spreading across his lips. "You've been sneaking out, haven't you?! Who is she? Couldn't be a Gryffindor or you wouldn't be up all night... Is it that Hufflepuff girl I always see trailing after you? What was her name? Levy? Levi? Lindsye?" he pretended to stumbled over the girl in question, knowing full well her name was Lauraine, not wanting Remus to think that he pays far too much attention to him.

Stranger: Remus felt like he was going to throw up for real now. He sucked in a breath and rolled his eyes, pushing a hand through his hair. "Fuck man, maybe I just had a bad night sleep, okay?" he frowned. "I get -- insomnia sometimes. I don't like to take potions all the time because I don't think it's good for you ." he felt his face heat up at the insinuation that he was hooking up with a Hufflepuff, and he groaned, covering his face with his hands. "Sirius, shut the hell up. Please." he shook his head. "I'm not--I'm not sneaking out with some girl."

You: "Some guy then?" Sirius shrugged, his grin broadening to hide his sudden wave of jealousy. "Hey, I'm not one to judge, we're mates regardless of who you decide to shack up with." He moved to loop his arm around Remus' and start walking again. "No reason to get cranky about it."

Stranger: Remus let out a shaky breath. "I'm not shaking up with some guy, either," he groaned. "I'm--" he paused for a long moment, trying to come up with something on the spot. "I'm taking extra lessons with Gonny. At night, when everyone's asleep. Not a lot, just like. Every couple weeks. She's.. helping me learn some higher level charms and stuff."

You: "Oh," Sirius mumbled a bit put out, but far more relieved than anything. "Wait... why do you need to know higher charms? I mean, I get that you're talented and all, but that's a bit excessive and why would you keep that a secret?" he asked absently, brows furrowing as he attempted to work it all out.

Stranger: He shrugged. "She didn't want the other students getting jealous." He explained, frowning. "I just. Was curious, and thought about maybe going into a job with the Ministry with it, so." he cleared his throat. "And she likes that I'm a hard worker, so she was willing to teach me. If you want to join you can go ask her, but--"

You: "Brilliant! I could use some extra studies in Charms. If I'm gonna become an Aura I have to get Outstanding on the OWLS and I only got Exceeds, but I was talking to Peter earlier and they're letting him retake his. Maybe they'll let me retake mine!" Sirius chimed, beaming with excitement as he pulled away from his mate. "I'm going to see if I can speak to the Headmaster about the exams. Meet you in the common room after supper?" He called already hurrying down the corridor.

Stranger: Remus opened his mouth in surprise at Sirius's willingness to take up extra charms and transfiguration lessons, and he looked surprised. But before he could even make a rebuttal, Sirius was off. "Fuck," he groaned, and shook his head, trying to race to Minerva's office to go and tell him what he had done. Besides Dumbledore, she was the only person that knew what he was. He best go ask her if they could start up some random charms practice now and then.

You: [[Quick questions (srry just want to make sure I don't overstep): Do you have a preference on how you want this to go or do you just want to wing it? Are you wanting to do the scene with Minerva or Dumbledore or skip to that even? I figured with Sirius it could go two ways either they tell him yes but he didn't talk to the charms prof so he shows up just all like 'hi! ready to go to charms, mate?!' or he figures out somethings off and there is no extra charms and he confronts Remus about lying to him. ]]

Stranger: [[ooh lets maybe do the lying ]

Stranger: [and uh. lets skip the scenes with Dumbledore and minerva]

You: [[Ooo ^.^ yay I was hoping you'd go with the lying >:3 ]]

Stranger: <3]

You: Sirius managed to attend the rest of his classes though he seemed a bit stand offish whenever he caught sight of Remus or James and Peter for that matter. He didn't bother showing up for dinner either. In fact, it wasn't until they were to meet in the Gryffindor common room that he showed his face. His usual smile was absent, replaces by pursed lips as he studied Remus silently for a moment. It seemed as if the dark haired man wasn't going to speak at first, but eventually he let out a heavy sigh. "Charms, huh?" he asked evenly, a brow arching as he pinned Remus with a dark stare, waiting for his next excuse.

Stranger: brb!!]

Stranger: Remus wasn't able to find Mcgonogall all afternoon. In her study, in class -- He finally had to give up to try and find her. He needed to get some homework done. He finished out his classes and was immediately kept up in the common room the rest of the night, hurriedly scrawling away, watching the clock tick away. The moon would be at it's highest point by 9pm, which meant he needed to leave by 8pm to get himself hidden in the shrieking shack. He glanced up as he felt the gaze of someone on him, and he parted his lips. "I--um. What?" he asked weakly. He only had twenty minutes before he had to leave.

You: "Don't play dumb Remus, its not a good look on you," Sirius grumbled, crossing his arms. "You lied to me! We're suppose to be best mates! Best mates don't lie to one another!" he snapped, losing a bit of his temper.

Stranger: Remus snapped his mouth close and let out a shaky breath. "I--" he stammered, and made another glance at the clock. "You're right." he nodded quickly. "I'm. seeing that Hufflepuff girl. Lauraine." he said quickly. "I didn't want to get the same shit that James gets for Lily because she's.. shy."

You: "Bullshit," Sirius snapped without hesitation. "You know the only reason I give James hell about Lily is because Lily is just as much a mate as he is. You are also a horrible liar..." he hesitated, something similar to pain crossing his features. "or at least I thought you were. Whatever you're hiding Remus... I hope its worth it," he spat, his anger returning full force as he gave the other boy a shove.

Stranger: Remus really didn't have the energy in him so close to the moon. When Sirius shoved him, he knocked back hard into the corner of the table, letting out a little yelp. "Maybe just mind your own business," he huffed out through a grimace. "If I wanted you to know, then I'd tell you."

You: "Last I checked, you are my business!" Sirius growled, kicking the chair between them out of the way. "At least, if we're best mates, it is... but then again, apparently... we're not," he added his voice lowering once more. "My mistake."

You: [[brb]]

Stranger: [nw]

Stranger: Remus backed away from the man, moving to start shoving his papers and books back into his bag. "I don't have to tell you everything about me, Sirius. Just. Drop it, okay?" he huffed out a long breath, swinging his bag over his shoulder. "I have to go."

Stranger: brb]

You: "No, of course, not! Why would you?!" Sirius snapped at him. "Go then! I'm not stopping you! It's not like I could even if I tried, obviously! Just don't expect me to come looking for you when you're late for class in the morning... or when you need another potion! I would hate to assume you needed me for anything."

Stranger: Remus felt a hard shudder run through his body, and he doubled over briefly. He glanced at the clock and puffed a breath. Why was he-- the moon didn't finish for another hour, at least. It dawned on him, there, that he forgot to account for the time change. He made a noise in his throat, hands shaking. "I'm--I'm sorry, I have to go." he said, and bolted from the common room.

You: Sirius' hesitated as he watched Remus falter, his anger and hurt forgotten. "Remus!" he jerked forward, intent on giving the man a hand but he was already bolting down the corridor leading towards the stairs. "Remus!" Sirius called after him, a spike of worry joining the concoction of emotions swirling inside him. He paused for a breath... another... before he realized what he was doing he was half way down the stairs, barely managing to keep the other boy in his sights.

Stranger: Remus was shaking, feeling his breath coming out hard, his bones aching inside of his skin. He had to pause, once, as another hard shudder rippled through him, before he was staggering towards the hidden passage behind the statue. He heard Sirius calling behind him, and just hoped he could keep out of his eye sight. Sirius couldn't be there for him, it was too dangerous.

You: "Remus wait!" Sirius called again, the words coming out breathless as he hurried down the stairs, catching a glimpse of the other boy just as he ducked behind one of the statues. Sirius didn't hesitate to follow, blindly following at this point. Whatever Remus was hiding was more than just some silly secret between friends that much was obvious now. But whatever it /was/, judging by the shaking and cries coming from the other boy was painful and possibly dangerous. Sirius had heard of some slytherins selling gillyweed and waking death to other students for kicks but... he had never pinned Remus as one to partake in something so dangerous. Now, however, he couldn't be so sure.

Stranger: Remus could feel the blood rushing in his ears, drowning out all other sounds. He made it to the statue, ducking behind it and entering the hidden passage. It was mostly dirt, dug through what had to be centuries ago, making his way under Hogwarts and towards the shrieking shack. He just needed to get there, then he could -- he could let the shift finish. A strained whimper came from his throat, seeing the door in sight. He reached to yank it open, clambering out. He fell to his hands and knees onto the old, rotting, wooden floor of the shack, gasping for air. He could feel the howl starting to catch in his throat.

You: Sirius slid to a stop in front of the small tunnel, heart sinking. He hated tight spaces... They were worse than boggarts... He shifted from one foot to another before he managed enough courage to dive in, doing his best to focus on the way Lupin had sounded, the way he had shivered. His friend needed him whether he knew it or not and Sirius was sure as hell going to- A howl broke through the sound of his trembling breaths making him pause, glancing up at the small bit of moonlight at the end of the tunnel. Remus wasn't alone! Something was there! He had to get to him! "Remus!!!!" He called desperately, doubling his efforts as he crawled through the tight space. "Remus! I'm coming!"

Stranger: [agsjldf sorry im helping boyfriend w/ dinner so lots of back and forth. we can always move to email or discord if its easier. brb]

You: [[No worries! I gotta get my son to bed anyways. Discord is still working for me but I would love to continue via email when we have to cut off if that's cool. I would hate to lose ya. Good Rp partners are so hard to come by.]]

Stranger has disconnected.

#wolfstar #omegle rp #remus/sirius #sirius/remus #lupin/black #black/lupin #roleplay

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chaolavry · 4 years

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sooo this is chaol like kale, and im harley like the motorcycle *finger guns* and i’d love to plot with all of you this is dumb long so i apologize !

『DANIEL SHARMAN �� CISMALE』 ⟿ looks like CHAOL AVERY is here for HIS SENIOR year as a BIOLOGY student. HE is 24 years old & known to be IDEALIST, BRAVE, DETACHED & OVERCRITICAL. They’re living in MORIS, so if you’re there, watch out for them. ⬳ OOC HARLEY. 23. CST. SHE/HER.

random bits.

pinterest board.

before college.

chaol was born into a family where the parents should probably have skipped being parents, they were detached, aggressive and infrequent their love was built on weekend long drug binges and screaming matches all day.

the kids were a shock, they were a beacon of the idea of change and as soon as they were born things would look up before crashing down just as fast, and eventually they would be shipped off to distant family members.

chaol was the last born and by the time he came along they had given up on the idea of change and hope, so as a young kid chaol witnessed everything that they would throw at one another figuratively and literally.

when chaol was around ten his parents were fighting one night and it was pretty standard yelling, blaming him, his father blaming his mother, anger i think you get the point. eventually his dad got a bit too aggressive.

( tw violence, abuse ) his anger was pointed towards chaol and that led to him hurting his son and while his mom wasn’t mother of the year she stepped between them.

in the morning once his dad was passed out drunk, chaol woke up to being left at his aunt and uncles.

did they want to raise him nope, did they for a while yes - chaol was an angry child he was always getting into things he shouldn’t have been, always skipping class - staying out late, sneaking out the older he got the more things he did which just caused a bigger headache for his aunt and uncle.

as the years progressed and his anger at the world controlled him his aunt and uncle would eventually lose chaol to group homes but they didn’t really care it was a weight lifted.

the group homes would lead to a foster home where he found discipline and someone that really believed in him and help calm him down

he was encouraged to try and apply for college, his grades were good he was smart but he never showed it, he was fine everyone seeing him as a grumpy boy.

currently.

he enrolled with no idea what he wanted to study he eventually landed on biology and was graced with a scholarship which is a shock he hasn’t fucked up

still kinda angry a lot currently also works part time as a barista and hates it, honestly is stupid and edgy because ‘feelings get you hurt blah blah’

chaol isn’t like as bad as he claims to be if you can push the dumb shit aside he has a good heart and really just wants to find a place to belong.

also does the occasional tutoring session for a little extra cash but i think he just does whatever he can to stay busy so he doesnt overthink

his birth mom recently has come back into his life and he feels like he owes her something so he ends up giving the money he makes from his job to her only saving a little for himself.

spend a lot of time high, talking nonsense or like skating around campus probably doing some tagging here and there

has a giant stuffed alien in his room, and probably only wears black, likes parties but acts as if he is tooooo coool *edgelord*

tldr.

a set of bad parents let chaol to develop an anger that would follow him into his childhood and teen years causing him to lash out. eventually he would land himself in group homes and eventually a permanent foster home. now he is here in college finishing his senior year as a biology major tryin to not be so trash

plots. these are just some ideas but im open to whatever ~

family he lived with - so basically the cousins whose parents raised him he was either little asshole to them or they had broke those walls down and got the nicer chaol

group home/foster home - probably the closest to family i guess all the misfit toys in one island ya know

exes good term - ya know a shockingly ex that turned out good maybe they just both felt like hey this isn’t working and we are better off as friends

exes on bad terms- we crashed and burned and now we’re both just angry

good influence - someone who is positive and all that jazz

bad influence - lets party and get drunk spring break vibes but also lets just do shit we shouldnt

tutor - he can tutor them ~

roommates - like roomies in moris

ex friends - I mean i get it

we were in a threesome together and now its awkward - okay hear me out threesomes happen and ya know it was probably a drunk thing but now no one ever talks about it just like hey i saw your “insert here” and now its weird because maybe they were friends at one point

childhood friends that drifted - people grow up and apart and thats what happened here, maybe they can rekindle it but maybe the damage has been done

ride or die besties for life - probably have been attached at the hip forever also probably had some fights here and there but always stuck together

friends with benefits - nothing more nothing less

smoking buddy - lets get high and convince ourselves that the lady who runs the dry cleaners and go is an alien

friends - all you need is friends

exes mixed terms - is it bad or is it good one moment we are electric the next we are strangers

#radintro #im sry this is dumb long and bad #idk why im like this

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goddamnmuses-a · 4 years

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Dan Watches: Star Wars: Episode IV - A New Hope

Alright so I did this for Episode I which you can find here and then Episode II which you can find here and then Episode III which you can find here. So here’s my weird live reaction/note taking/whatever this is.. to Episode lV.

I remember this being my favourite of the original trilogy because it sets everything up and basically kick started everything but lets see if that changes when i’ve finally got through all of these.

Also I’m just watching whatever version i can find online because I can’t be bothered to go and find my dvd of it so yeah.. whether we get weird updated version or original effects or whatever, who knows.

All the old effects like how C3p0 looks and r2d2 are impressive.

There wasn’t really anything in the opening crawl i felt like commenting on, no big THEY DID THAT IN THE OPENING? but i guess it’s the first one that came out so that makes sense.

WTF did the stormtroopers use to get that door open, that was so explosive wtf.

Also the blasters are like set to 10000 and smoke is everywhere.

How did nobody shoot the dorids?

Yooo little Ani nice suit my dude.

Hold on, she sent a msg with r2 to go to Obiwan which for 1 howd she know he’s alive? I’m gonna presume her dad said or something and 2.. ..why not just.. go yourself?

So when they’re set to stun a Stormtrooper can shoot someone no problem

Also we dont get enough stun weird circle blaster shots

Ohhhh she didnt go because the scan for lifeforms thing alright ill allow it

but my dude.. even so.. maybe just shoot it just in case? like.. droids exist and people know about them?

DARTH VADERS LITTLE HANDS ON HIPS! Omfg he’s like “God damn, this bitch again.”

This Vader is a sassy boy.

I love this guy who works with Vader and doesnt mind chatting back to him.

Loving the droids in the desert.

R2 does not look like it would work in a desert.

C3 like “He tricked me into going this way” stop being a lil bich.

WOOTINI!

The crawler thingy is badass.

I thought that was a magnet it was just a big sucky pipe.

GONK

Oh yep theres the new effects.

Droids sleep? I guess power saver mode.

Wtf is that dome droid

Luke! Luuuuuke! Iconic 2 words there. Well reused for that episode of Rebels where Obiwan watches from a distance.

Bocce.. what a classic language.

OMG OWEN JUST LET HIM GO INTO TOSHE STATION TO PICK UP SOME POWER CONVERTERS JEEEEZ

How is that “wasting time with friends” and not chores, going into town to get something sounds like a chore to me.

Why did they get an atromech anyway? Like.. what’d they need the other droid for?

C3 is a real bro lbh, if it wasn’t for him, R2 would be with the jawa still.

Oooh oil bath. sexy.

I wonder if people ship R2 and C3 because tbh it makes sense to me.

Luke got an erection at the mention of the rebellion.

Now it’s getting harder at that random blurry image of his sister.

R2 is a cheeky lil shit.

This is just some good home life shit.

Dat soundtrack.

You know what.. it’s a really nice home.

Is it just me or is Owen dressed kinda Jedi-y.

So is “Sand People” like the racist way to say “Tusken Raider”?

Obiwan, thats a ridiculous fucking noise.

“Hello There” iconic.

You know what the Prequels do add a lot to this.

A young Jedi named Darth Vader.. im sorry.. thats just not a name.

For someone who wants to get off the planet, Lukes like “Naa but i gotta get home”

Obiwan also just being like “You know what, fuck it here.. lets go.”

You know what as much of a bitch as that guy who gets force choked is, he’s a good actor.

Also Tarkin yay.

NOOOOO OWEN AND BERU! YOU BASTARDS!

I feel like he should have dropped to his knees or something there.

That is a scary droid.

Cool door close.

Thats a weird ass CG droid with a hole in.

None of the other storm troopers gonna wonder why Dave’s being weird?

Wahey! Figrin Dan and the Model Nodes! Love that Jizz music.

Who just ugs on the back of a bartenders shirt? Wtf Luke

Yo he didnt even pay for his drink, free drinks?

Who gets the death sentance in 12 systems and goes around bragging?

The first arm cut off and theres all sortsw of blood which there shouldnt be because lightsabers cauterize the wound, tut tut.

Gooood scene with Han and Obi, honestly i keep forgetting to comment because im just watching xD

Wahey! Greedo

If we’re doing a han shot first thing.. Greedo shot first in this version and missed and then Han shot him but tbh i prefer the Han shot first.. makes him more interesting.

Jabba looks smaller.

Casual Boba Fett appearance.

Yooo Poncho. My boy Cal approves.

Fuck those weird long nose aliens.

The Falcon looks so good.

Get those poor guys by the Death Star laser a damn rail.

We just cool with igniting the lightsaber in front of Han and Chewie? Chewie at least knows wtf it is.

Chewie is a badass.

Let the Wookie win.

WTF that isnt the lightspeed effect.. it’s like a weird blanket tunnel

The fact they get onto the Death Star with no issue is kind of ridiculous.

The motion of Darth Vader is kinda just.. not fitting right.

Han just pat Chewie like hes a dog. Rude.

Han just gets caught up in this without a choice rly.

He just wants those sweet credits.

Also Set Design on Star Wars is amazing.

Leia just lounging all sexy like

Also does she have a stain on her tit? .. Not that im looking >.>

The Jedi being called a religion is kinda weird but i guess accurate.

This has to be the worst star to a friendship for all three of them. Chewie seems cool though.

I also thought the trash compactor scene was earlier on in this movie than it is.

Who the fucks voice was it that said “Thats your imagination” ?

How the fuck are they standing if the water is that deep?

I liek the touch of the monster whos name im sure i learnt but forgot let go as if it knew the trash compactor was about to turn on, that implies it has a safe spot down there that it stays.

Some of the voices sound off on this but ah well

Hans already a little Handsy with Leia but i think Harrison Ford was sleeping with Carie at the time so like.. i get it.

Obiwan just strolling about, as you do.

I love just these giant pits with walkways with no rails. If I worked on the Death Star it’d be a nightmare for me to get around.

“NO WAIT THEY’LL HEAR!” ...and they’re not gonna hear you shouting?

Stormtroopers just shooting the shit is the best.

You know what with everyone being like “Wow that ships a shitheap.” I can understand why the prequels made their ships look nicer and newer.

I love that shooting a door panel in star wars just makes it so the doors wont open at all, thats some good shit.

Lukes as bad of a shot as a Stormtrooper.

First little kissy incesty moment but hey it was on the cheek, universally thats fine but im sure at the time this was him setting up that Luke and Leia were gonna end up together, before he decided they were siblings.

Vader just standing there, lightsaber already out like “Ahhh Mr.Kenobi I’ve been expecting you”

As lack luster as the chroeography is in this fight im kinda thinking of it as like, they’re reading each other, like Obiwan and Maul’s final fight.

I don’t really know why Obiwan just chooses to die like that but heyo.

Vader stomping on Obiwans clothes? Why? I guess because he gave himself to the force and thats the first time he’s seen that?

I love the gunner seats moving around, idk why i just love it.

Whats the point of the ear peices if they’re just gonna shout at each other.

Not mentioned it until now but everyone says Leia wrong.

They’re really harsh to Han tbf

This is like if you got an Uber to a place and then the Uber driver got pulled into a police station because you’re a terrorist and then you have a go at the Uber driver for wanting to leave after he’s got you out of there.

Another kiss for Luke.. .. okay

I like how Biggs earlier scenes are deleted so when he shows up it’s just this random dude who somehow knows Luke

That air traffic control guy has no idea what hes doing, nobody is even in the air yet or moving, wait.

Man X wings are cool, makes me think of Battlefronts VR mission thing where you get to pilot one and it’s the coolest VR thing ive done.

For a space station the size of a moon you’d think they’d have enough fighters to just wipe out the rebels no biggy.

ALSO if they know the rebel base is on that planet, why not just blow that planet up?

YAY WEDGE

The targetting computer seems very invasive.

Those turrets are useless.

I would have rated it if they let that random dude blow up the Death Star.

Tarkins thinking face is beautiful. What a man,

If Luke missed this shot, everyone knows he’s turned his targetting computer off, so they would be PISSED

RIP R2.

HWHAT!?

Woooo Mr.Solo.

Well.. Well done Luke you killed a lot of people, some just trying to do a job and live their lives.

Han, Leia and Luke all went off together all holding each other.. like.. Threesome?

I’m sorry but after that, someones doing some fucking.

Leia just giving her lovers, dont @ me, a medal. Thats why Chewie doesnt get one, he wasnt there for the orgy.

R2 looking fresh.

You know what, that is a good complete story that actually works on its own, i appreaciate that. 10/10. :P

#ooc #dan watches #dan reacts

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idonthaveanyurlideas · 5 years

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Why Hello There

Guess Who Wrote Post-Episode-It’s-Nearly-Midnight-I-Have-No-Self-Control Fanfic Again

It’s Me ft. Jester’s having a bad time in this Cave of Horrors and honestly thats a mood and Beau’s here to give hugs and comfort please someone give jester a hug

Read it HERE or read it below

Caleb was the first among them to fall asleep. Perhaps pass out was the more accurate term, but either way it ended with him sprawled out in the middle of his dome, limbs spread wide and eyes closed. Once he was out the rest of them soon followed, with Caduceus lying on his side close to the edge, Yasha sleeping ramrod straight — Beau really had no idea how she was able to go to sleep in one position and wake up the next morning in the exact same position, but Yasha always managed it — and Nott curling up next to Caleb.

Fjord at first claimed he would stay up for first watch with Beau, only to change his mind and asking her to wake him up for second watch instead. Beau herself was too tired to needle him about it, resigning herself to a solo watch as Fjord claimed a position next to Yasha, and Jester laid down on her back, her head less than a foot away from Beau.

She sighed deeply, looking out through the barrier of their magical hut to their twisted surroundings. This cave, or tomb, or whatever the hell it was… she couldn’t wait until they were done with it and they could leave.

Dimly, she registered Jester shifting close by, shuffling a little closer towards her, angling her back so that it nearly pushed up against her leg. Beau watched her silently for a moment, before she realised that Jester’s eyes weren’t closed. Her face was mostly turned away from her, but in the darkness she could barely see Jester’s eyelashes blink every few seconds, as if she weren’t even trying to get to sleep.

“Jessie?” Her voice came out as an almost croaky whisper, her exhaustion plainly evident. “You alright?”

“Mmhmm.” Came the hummed reply, though she shuffled even closer to Beau, her back now pressing against the side of her leg, her head just in front of her knee as Beau sat cross-legged on the ground.

“Can’t sleep?” To be honest, Beau wanted to be asleep. After the day she’d had, the day they’d all had, nothing seemed nicer than a good sleep.

But they were deep in this hellhole, so someone needed to be on watch. A selfish part of her had hoped for someone to share it with. But she wasn’t going to ask, not when everyone else was in just as much, if not more, need of a good sleep as her.

Absentmindedly, Beau petted the top of Jester’s shoulder, in what she hoped was at least a vaguely reassuring gesture. “It’s okay if you can’t,” She mumbled, wary that some of the others. Might not be fully asleep yet. “Could use some company.”

Jester remained still and silent for a moment, before shifting up into a sitting position, arranging herself so that she was next to Beau, but facing her. Her head hung low and her shoulders were tenses, hangs wrung together.

“This place…” Jester’s head tilted up and to the side, looking out into the darkness, the unknown. “It’s really scary Beau.”

Beau thought of everything that had already happened since they’d entered this place. The spiders, the crying statues, the lightning and mist-monster filled stairwell and the lair full of zombies. In the back of her head she remembered the murmuring of voices that had burrowed and screamed into her brain, and she let her hands fall loosely in her lap.

“Yeah. It is.” She stared down at her hands for a moment before looking around at the others, who all seemed undisturbed. None of them had gotten through today unscathed, even if some had undoubtedly had it worse than others. All of them had gotten steadily more freaked out and unsettled with each successive nightmare.

“It just keeps getting worse and worse.” Jester tilted herself around so that she was more side by side with Beau, leaning into her, her head resting on Beau’s shoulder. Automatically Beau tried to shift to make it more comfortable for both of them and to try and reassure Jester, looping her arm around Jester’s shoulders, tilting her head so that Jester’s horn didn’t poke into her skin. “There’s so many monsters and evil things and we still don’t know what this Oban guy wants with Yasha and…”

Her voice was shaky, breath hitching as Jester sniffled. “I want to get out of here.”

“Me too.” Beau tugged Jester in a little closer, linking her other arm so that she was giving her a gentle side-hug. “It’s been kinda shit, hasn’t it.”

Jester gave half a chuckle, which Beau chalked up as a success. “There were spiders and mist monsters and zombies… so many zombies…”

“Hey, you killed a bunch of them all by yourself.”

“It was mostly the Traveller.” Jester shrugged, and Beau couldn’t help but feel even more concerned than she already was. Jester loved to take credit for her accomplishments. If anything, she had a tendency to brag about them sometimes, not downplay them.

“Maybe, but without you he wouldn’t have been able to do jack shit.” Beau said firmly. “He’d be nowhere if you weren’t out here being his biggest follower.”

Jester didn’t directly respond, exhaling slowly. Her body still seemed stiff, and Beau just wasn’t sure what to say. She wasn’t a comforter, she didn’t know how to talk to people. So she did what she always did when she didn’t know what to say; say the very first thing that popped into her head and hope it turned out for the best.

“I heard you turned into a giant bird for a bit.” She mumbled. “Didn’t see it, cause of all the mist, but I bet it was cool.”

Jester exhaled again, but this time when she spoke, she sounded a little more steady. “It was really cool.”

“Maybe you’ll get another opportunity to turn into a bird. Then I’d get to see it.”

“Maybe.” Despite the very slight uptick in her mood, Beau could still sense the undercurrent of exhaustion, a subdued tension that was very unlike Jester.

“Do you want to go to sleep? I don’t think I’m as good at massages as you were but I can give it a shot.” Beau let loose the arm that was hugging around Jester’s front, instead tucking loose strands of Jester’s hair behind her ears and horns.

Jester chuckled again, twice this time. “No, you’ll never be able to do it as well as my Mama. I just want this to be over with.”

“We’ll get through it. I’ll make sure of it.” It felt like an eternity ago when Beau had promised she would kill and die for the Mighty Nein, and Jester had promised she would heal her back. Many things had changed since that day, but that promise wasn’t one of them.

Jester hummed an acknowledgement, sliding down a little until her head rested on Beau’s thigh. Beau kept running her fingers through Jester’s hair, threading out the knots.

They settled into a soft silence, before Jester broke it. “Is your hand okay?”

Beau glanced at her hand. She’d taken her lightning gauntlets off once they’d settled down in the hut for the night, leaving her hands covered mostly by her wraps. Her right hand was fine, but the wraps on her left hand had been burned away, disintegrated to her wrist by the weird lightning crystal she’d pulled out of its circuit. Faded, jagged marks crisscrossed her hand, the burns and injury healed up by Caduceus’ magic throughout the day, but not fully erased.

If it scarred that way, it would probably look pretty badass. But healing magic could be finicky with things like that. “It doesn’t hurt anymore. I’m fine.”

“It looked really bad before.”

“Yeah, it hurt like a motherfuck. Kind of like after I’d pulled Nott from the lava. That hurt way more.” Beau surveyed the ruined wraps on her left hand, judging how much could be salvaged.

“That was scary too.” Jester’s legs curled up to her chest. “We keep ending up doing scary things, all the time.”

“Not all the time. Sometimes we do fun things like stealing boats and buying animals off the side of the road.” Beau started making loose braids in Jester’s hair, matching the tiny smile that was beginning to grow on the tiefling’s face.

“I do want to see Nugget and Sprinkle again. But I’m glad they’re not here.”

“Oh, when we get back they won’t be able to leave you alone. Poor Yeza, having to deal with them both by himself.”

Jester giggled. “I bet they miss me so much.”

Inwardly, Beau had a feeling that Sprinkle at least was probably enjoying his vacation very much, but she wasn’t about to say that. Sprinkle was an ungrateful weasel. “They definitely do.”

They lapsed into silence once more, but this time Jester seemed to relax with each exhale, one hand resting on Beau’s knees and languidly drawing circles on it. Her eyes slowly began to close, and Beau continued to braid her hair, aware that she was now permanently stuck in this spot unless she wanted to disturb Jester, and she did not want to disturb Jester.

“Beau?” Jester spoke under her breath, barely audible.

“Yeah?”

“It’ll probably be scary tomorrow too.” It was a simple statement, an anticipation of what they might have to face when they woke up. Hell, there was no guarantee they’d even get through this rest without something awful interrupting them.

“Probably.” Beau mumbled, unbraiding a chunk of hair and running her fingers through it. “But we’ll all be there. We’ll get through it.”

It probably wasn’t the most reassuring thing she could’ve said. But Jester wasn’t an idiot, and she knew just as well as the rest of them that this particular nightmare was probably far from over. All Beau could offer was the fact that she’d be standing beside her. Hopefully that would be enough.

Jester didn’t respond to that, and as the minutes ticked by her breathing began to even out, her eyes slipping shut. Beau continued to slowly comb through her hair with her fingers for a little while longer, half thinking about how she’d wake up Fjord without disturbing Jester, and half thinking about what they’d talked about.

She couldn’t wait til they were done with this place. Staring out past the safe wall of their hut, Beau felt a shiver run down her spine, the whispers swelling up in the back of her mind, just far enough away that they couldn’t do anything, couldn’t blank out her mind and leave her stunned again, but she couldn’t forget that they were there.

Beau looked down at Jester, curled up with her head resting on Beau’s leg. She tried to push the thoughts of the whispers out of her head, glancing at each of the Mighty Nein in turn, double-checking they were all fine. Well, relatively fine.

Tomorrow probably would be scary, just like today had been. Probably even more so. But Beau wasn’t about to let her friends face it on her own. It was a comfort that they’d be there so she wouldn’t be alone too.

#critical role #fanfic #my fanfic #jester lavorre #beauregard #its platonic but like could potentially be read as shippy if you want #anyway beau is a good comforter even if she doesnt think she is #Give Jester A Hug

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amazingphanisnotonfire-imagines · 4 years

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Sweet Pea//something gave you the nerve, to touch my hand

Request: okay so the main request is a Sweet Pea/Reader insert pretty much using the bottom right gif from this gif set, i just think its a really great facial expression, it doesn't really have to be set in the "heathers episode" if you have a plot/idea in mind for it

hey! i hope you like this!! i honestly had no ideas about what to do with this, but then @statticghost being the angel that they are gave me this idea! so thank you!! title is from ‘its nice to have a friend’ by taylor swift! have a great day/night!

- To most people,

- Sweet Pea has one facial expression

- And one facial expression alone

- A scowl.

- But it seems meeting you has opened him up to a lot more feelings

- And so now to everyone’s surprise

- He actually smiles

- And laughs

- And not just at people he doesn’t like.

- Sweet Pea has looked at you many times

- From the day he met you he couldn’t tear his eyes away from you

- Usually it was because you were one of the people he was scowling at

- But now when he looks at you its usually with a smile

- More like grinning like an idiot anytime he even thinks about you

- But he’s only looked at you like this a handful of times.

- Three to be exact

- The first time he does it

- Is to annoy you

- He’s already argued with just about every student at Riverdale High

- And its only his first day

- So by the time he reluctantly drags himself to last period History

- He’s tired, annoyed and grumpy

- He’s also been separated from Toni and Fangs so he’s worried about them too

- When he sits down at the back of the class

- He just wants to lie his head on the desk and have a nice nap for the forty minutes he has to be there

- But as soon as he’s comfy

- Somebody is stood beside him, tapping their foot

- And its you

- He remembers seeing you stood beside Reggie when everybody was shouting in the corridor

- And he remembers you looking just as bored as you do now

- ‘what?’ He’d mutterered when he notices your arms crossed

- ‘you’re in my seat’

- ‘i didn’t see your name on it’

- ‘you don’t know my name’

- ‘i don’t want to’ You’d huffed loudly and he remembered smiling to himself

- But then Reggie and a few of his minions had come over

- All trying to look threatening

- And all failing

- And he rolled his eyes, sitting up properly and crossing his arms in font of his chest

- Both of you had glared at each other for a few seconds

- Completely ignoring Reggie’s presence

- But then of course he had to ruin it

- Like usual

- And Reggie started talking

- ‘if she wants to sit there...i suggest you move’

- ‘if you want to keep all your teeth...i suggest you shut up.’

- ‘do you really want to get kicked out on your first day’

- ‘yes’ He’d replied bluntly and he swore you had actually giggled

- But he was quickly distracted when Reggie had leaned forward, his hands resting on the desk

- Sweet Pea had looked between his face and his hands before standing up and sending you a sarcastic smile

- ‘if you ever want a boyfriend that is actually threatening, you know where to find me...princess’

- He’d gave you that look before moving to the next empty desk

- Your cheeks were bright red for the rest of the class

- And it didn’t help that he kept sneaking glances at you

- Before he left school, you had managed to catch up with him

- Muttering a quiet ‘i don’t have a boyfriend’

- Before rushing off to find your friends

- And that was the first time you ever made him smile

- The next time he looked at you like that came months after the first

- The feud between the north and southside had settled

- But tensions were still there

- Some people had started to see southsiders as people

- But some, still saw them as nothing but gang members

- Luckily

- You were one of the good ones

- You’d figured out that whatever you’d been told about the serpents was probably a bunch of lies

- Especially if the majority of them were high schoolers

- So you’d made it a mission to be nicer to them

- To try and include them in more things

- And to try and defend them when people were asses

- You’d also made friends with Toni after being partnered for a science project

- Which meant that sometimes you would sit together for lunch

- And that meant Sweet Pea had more opportunities to talk to you

- He didn’t really like you at first

- Well, he thought you were pretty, but you were also a northsider

- So he liked flirting

- But that was about it

- And the Toni started talking about you

- And you would spend more and more time with them

- Which meant that Sweet Pea was slowly falling for you

- And he was terrified

- Because whatever he wanted to happen between you

- Whenever he figured it out

- It just couldn’t

- Two sides of the same town were still at war with each other

- Even if it had calmed down a little

- And nobody would take a Romeo and Juliet style relationship seriously

- But then you appeared

- Wednesday lunch time

- It was like every other Wednesday

- He waited anxiously at the table for you to arrive

- All bright smiles and funny stories from your last class

- While Toni and Fangs made fun of him

- And then he saw you walk towards him

- A bright smile on your face

- Despite whatever the school was passing off as mac and cheese dumped on your tray

- And you were talking to a friend he recognized from your shared History class

- But just before you sat down

- You were surrounded by Reggie and his little gang

- All with sneers and smirks on their faces while they block you from going any further.

- Sweet Pea is the first to stand up

- Quickly followed by Toni and Fangs and then the rest of the serpents

- You and Sweet Pea make brief eye contact

- Because lets be real god can make eye contact with him, he’s that tall

- So its easy to see him over the heads of the football team

- You don’t look worried though

- More annoyed

- And it makes him smile

- Despite his clenched fists

- ‘y/n. have you forgotten on which side of the town you actually live on?’

- ‘reggie, just because you find it difficult to make it back home, doesn’t mean its difficult for everybody else. but if you need help, you live in the third biggest house in riverdale, its even got your name on it if you’re still confused. now will you kindly move so i can sit with my friends’

- Your smile is the sweetest thing Sweet Pea has ever had the privilege of seeing

- But what you’re saying makes it so much sweeter

- And the look on Reggie’s face makes it 1000 times better

- He stutters for a few seconds before huffing and walking away

- His friends mumbling to each other while they quickly follow him

- Fangs is the first to approach you

- A bright smile on his face while he leads you to the table

- And Sweet Pea looks at you like that when you walk past him

- But you don’t notice

- You’re too busy laughing at something Toni has said

- The rest of the serpents have surrounded you

- All of them listening intently while you tell them something that had happened earlier in the day

- But Sweet Pea’s left frozen in his spot

- He honestly has no idea what to do

- Because that was badass

- And he’s finally figured out what he’s feeling

- He’s pretty sure its love.

- The third time he looks at you like that, is a lot later

- Three years to be exact

- Its graduation!

- And Cheryl is throwing the best graduation party you’ve ever been to

- Not that you’ve been to a lot

- But its still great

- You and Sweet Pea are best friends

- But there’s something more behind it

- So what if there’s a bit lot of mutual pining between the two of you?

- Anyway

- So

- The graduation party

- Everyone is crying

- And telling people that they either didn’t know or used to bully, how much they’re going to miss them when they leave

- You and Sweet Pea are on the dance floor

- Having the time of your lives

- Your song is on

- You both looking amazing

- There’s absolutely no rhythm between the two of you

- Your kind of just jumping at each other with the biggest grins on your faces

- But then yours falters and he notices it straight away

- Its only for a second

- But before you know it

- He’s pulling you off the dance floor and up the stairs, pushing you into an empty bedroom

- ‘whats wrong?’

- His face is filled with concern while he looks at you

- You just sigh and flop on the bed

- Staring at the red and gold ceiling

- He lies beside you

- His legs dangling off the end and you nudge his thigh with your own

- ‘i’m going to miss all of this’

- Its silent for a few seconds and he sighs

- Deciding on the best thing to say

- ‘me too.’

- He smiles at you sadly and grabs your hand

- It feels natural

- Like the most normal thing in the world

- But the action makes you both blush and turn away

- ‘sweet pea?’

- Ten minutes have passed of the two of you listening to the faint music coming from downstairs

- The room is suddenly a lot darker

- But there’s moonlight illuminating some of the room

- And when Sweet Pea turns to face you

- The sight makes you feel breathless

- Moonlight lies gently on one side of his face

- The few freckles he has somehow sparkle

- And the curl lying on his forehead looks so soft that you’ve already brushed it away before you can stop yourself

- You swear his breath hitches and so you look back at him

- Maybe its the lighting and atmosphere

- Maybe its the impending definitive change thats coming for both of you

- But his hand finds its way to your hip, giving it a soft squeeze before pulling you closer

- And your hand moves into his hair, tangling your fingers in the strands

- Your heartbeat is a mix of nerves and excitement as you lean in closer

- And you swear you can hear it over the music coming from the living room

- But Sweet Pea looks just as nervous while glancing at your lips

- And then it happens

- He kisses you

- And its soft and gentle and a little awkward at first

- There’s some teeth clashing and head bumping

- But you soon get the hang of it

- You work each other out

- And its definitely worth the three year wait

- You would wait a lifetime if it meant you got to kiss him at the end

- And suddenly he’s on top of you

- Looking down at your with swollen lips and messy hair

- And he’s staring at you like you’re the most beautiful person he’s ever seen

- you are

- ‘sweet pea?’

- ‘yeah’

- ‘i still don’t have a boyfriend’

- ‘i know’

- He smiles at you

- And its the best thing you’ve ever seen

- You kiss him again

- And again

- Until you can barely breathe and your lips hurt

- Then he looks at you like that

- And three years doesn’t feel that long compared to the lifetime ahead of you

#sweet pea #sweet pea imagine #sweet pea x reader #sweet pea x you #sweet pea x y/n #riverdale #riverdale imagine

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punkscowardschampions · 5 years

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Ali & Carly

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Ali: easy Ali: take you somewhere better than wherever he is after if you play your cards right Ali: and someone isn't too OD'd on beer and BBQ by tonight to organise a decent shindig Carly: yea lads r sooo easy Carly: its boring Carly: showing my cards we should get some 💊 & fly through it Ali: 👌 Ali: sadly my mother refuses to address her issues so no stocked medicine cabinet here to raid Ali: I'll ask about Carly: ha Carly: mine don't Carly: I've got this Carly: show your love later Ali: 🙌 Ali: gimme her number Ali: put in the groundwork now like the overachiever I am Carly: [does give her number out] Carly: k but you love me more Ali: obviously Ali: love of my life Ali: gotta rep my manners with your ma though Carly: said as ur slipping ur 💍 off & giving some other bitch the 👀 Carly: how my da works Ali: hmm Ali: better leave her alone then Ali: don't need to repeat her mistakes Carly: if 1 person did the cabinet wouldn't be full for us Carly: let's keep one 'rent 💔 at a time Ali: smart Ali: that's why you're my bae Carly: its cos I kno how to juggle 💘 Carly: & other body parts ofc Ali: 😂 Ali: and a decent trip, hopefully 🤞 Ali: your mum's got a mixture, yeah or do I need to bring tissues Ali: or 🥊 Ali: what's the #mood Carly: whatever you want it to be baby Carly: shes got docs wrapped around her finger Carly: hers anyway Carly: mine's a woman & she refuses to flirt w her own gender Ali: k am a bit in love with her now Ali: soz Ali: clearly send her in, she'll change her tune and your prescription Carly: other than my da who isnt Carly: taught me everything I kno Carly: leave her a message she'll hit you back if you pretend to be hot lad Ali: 💔 that Carly: same I could have two mas Carly: more clothes & drugs to steal Ali: idk, my missus might reckon your da's a style icon Carly: ha Carly: she coming? Ali: nah Ali: you wanna see actual flirting w a middle-aged woman, like, she's your woman Ali: I can't Carly: on her bday she'll propose a 3way w ur ma Carly: been there Ali: 🤢 Ali: that's vile Ali: her diehard need to be more chivalrous than any man should work in my favour for once, like Carly: k Carly: tell me I'm wrong wen she's 1 year older & you ain't had to nah that Ali: bold of you to assume we won't be happily married by then, babe Ali: it ain't til feb Ali: hint hint buy me something Carly: ur married to me Carly: so you gotta say no Carly: & i kno ur a typical aquarius Carly: but I said hers you weren't listening such a hubby mood Ali: wish I could be the man you want and say I don't remember when it is Ali: but I think I do so Ali: 💔 fucking estrogen and empathy strikes again Ali: ultimate cockblock Carly: im not wrapping myself in a ribbon for her so idc when it is Ali: gutted for her Ali: when's yours then Carly: I'm a gemini girl Carly: guess Ali: ah fuck Ali: gonna have to kick it belated Ali: just means I have to go harder so enjoy Ali: hmm Ali: gonna go for 21st Carly: 😢 Carly: nope Ali: damn Ali: just wishful thinking I'd only just missed it, tbh Ali: it's June though, not May Ali: I'm positive Carly: yea Ali: I'll ask our mans Ali: shake him down for all that knowledge I'm sure he's hiding Carly: try it Carly: be funny Carly: how wrong he is Ali: counting on it Ali: how else am I stealing his girl Carly: im not his Carly: already yours Ali: 'course Ali: you seen him much since partygate Carly: just waved him out before you hit me w your invite Carly: y i said yea so fast Ali: I get it Ali: making him leave was always harder than it had any right being Ali: least he didn't invite himself Carly: he makes himself comfortable if I am or not Carly: revolving door on this caravan too so Ali: having 'nam flashbacks Ali: yikes Ali: let's not waste any more time talking 'bout exes tonight Ali: or currents Carly: did your ma let him in on her way out too or does she only like the girls ur w? Carly: aw you don't wanna talk Carly: let me apply gloss hold on Ali: safe to assume he's not coming 'cos of multiple people Ali: not just Lene Ali: 🍓 if you got it, babe Carly: & she's not coming cos of multiple ppl not just ur ma Carly: you not a 🍒 girl hm Carly: interesting Ali: she's not coming 'cos I ain't asked her Ali: awkward if my mother has taken the initiative but help the party go with a swing, I guess Ali: nah, you're a 🍓 girl Ali: too sweet for 🍒 Carly: cos you asked me i kno 😍 so cute Carly: aw you want me to taste how i naturally do Carly: even cuter Ali: be more fun Ali: invite her to my next protest or something more fitting Ali: nothing personal Carly: hey i can be loud Carly: do it all the time Ali: aw you want all her invites now? 😏 Carly: yea Carly: you want me you got me 💍 Ali: alright Ali: you're on Carly: k Ali: get ready for so many adventures Carly: 😊 Carly: wot am i wearing to this 1? Carly: gotta dress for hot bros & disapproving mas Ali: 🙄 Ali: if that's the mood you wanna go for Ali: though idk why you'd choose that over turning my head but go off, honey Carly: i can do that in what Im wearing rn Carly: gimme a challenge Ali: love the confidence Ali: my ma ain't but you will need it with my brother Carly: they all play hard to get until i get there Carly: being easy keeps it easy for them Carly: not my first bbq Ali: nah babe Ali: remember, we're ditching before it gets to that part of the evening Ali: soz to 💔 but I'll be nicer about it than he would so also welcome Carly: throw the keys in the salad bowl as soon as i get there idc Carly: no foreplay needed Ali: gotta get you outta the caravan park more, babe7 Carly: yea Carly: im walking now before he can follow me Ali: meet you halfway? Ali: will bring a crowbar if he's being that clingy Carly: ha Carly: im in the stash don't be sad Carly: ill leave you lots Ali: 👍 leave me chance to catch up too and no worries Carly: ofc Carly: 💙 Ali: you're a doll Carly: yea thats y everyone wants to fuck me Ali: nah Ali: plenty of other reasons for that though Carly: its k you dont need to list off ur compliments 1 per 💊 Carly: i feel the love Ali: you ain't saving me that many, I know 💚 Carly: aw Carly: ur so sweet Ali: nicer to my wives than my girlfriends, obvs Ali: pecking order Carly: 😊 Carly: she's still lucky to have you cos ur an angel to me Ali: you Ali: trust, no angel Ali: and that ain't some juvenile attempt at a brag there Carly: it's a flirt 😈😉 ha Carly: you wanna misbehave w me in front of your whole fam im there Ali: assuming my brother ain't up for it, obvs Carly: cant i have both Carly: what kind of bi r u Ali: one that don't like her brother's handmedowns Ali: lived that life long enough Ali: he ain't a style icon either Carly: ur first Carly: hes maybe Ali: was hoping if we skipped ronan and lene off the guestlist we could avoid the punch-up, tbh babe Carly: aw you dont wanna fight for me Carly: 💔😢 Ali: I mean my brother's girlfriend will have you Ali: only tryna protect, not kill your vibe Carly: scarier than your gf? Ali: deffo Ali: she wishes, the real threesome request that'll spell the end of it all 🙄 Carly: hes forgotten then Carly: be more fun just me & you Ali: obviously Ali: been tryna tell you but easier to prove it Carly: k Carly: ready when you are Ali: soz, forgot shoes Ali: gimme 5 Carly: ha Carly: im not wearing any & im fine Carly: you just wanna do a last mirror check for me 💙 so cute Ali: 😂 Ali: such a pisstake, you walsh Carly: part time flower child you Carly: but its k i still love you Ali: just defending why I'm being so slow Ali: obvs my 😍 weighing me down but lemme have some pride, woman Carly: ha Carly: you're my cute 🐌 Ali: now you're gonna be adorable, fucking hell Ali: you're dangerous Carly: if you cant handle me now wait til I come up Carly: 💊s are the real danger baby Ali: I'll be caught up by then Ali: might have to double-down but I can handle that, no worries Carly: they r being so slow 😢😢😢 Ali: ride it out, baby Carly: you sounded like him then Carly: except hes never called me baby ever Ali: oh dear Ali: I've gone full dickhead Ali: 😬 Ali: I'll take it down a notch Carly: no youre being sweet Carly: theres just lots of ways to trigger a fuck flashback when youre me Carly: dont change Ali: dunno if I could but glad you still wanna keep me around Carly: ofc Carly: i love you Ali: you're so pure Carly: not for years soz boo Carly: & this stash aint either Carly: such a let down 💔😢 Ali: shh Ali: we can make it work Ali: there's enough here to get crossfaded Carly: just dont hate me k Ali: why and how could I ever Ali: silly wabbit Carly: easily Carly: my phones full of Ali: you gonna fuck my girlfriend? Ali: or me and leg it Ali: neither's likely so we're all good, baby girl Carly: she scares me still even if she would have an amazing collection of giant strap ons Ali: 😂 Ali: well I can neither confirm nor deny Carly: no need its every lesbian of her kind Carly: labelled herself Ali: just don't bring up penis envy Ali: she'll lose it Ali: #freudstarteditbabe Carly: can i ask her what she'd do first if she woke up w one? Carly: fave ice breaker Ali: it is gold Ali: but save it 'cos it's just me and you remember Carly: do you wanna know my answer Ali: of course Carly: guess Carly: you owe me a right answer for my wrong bday Ali: Hmm okay Ali: would you Ali: bang as many people as humanly possible Carly: i do that anyway Ali: well you get banged, if we wanna be misogynistic about it Ali: I know what I'd do Carly: more fun with more holes tho so I'm not mad Carly: first thing I'd do is measure to see if I need to brag or exaggerate Ali: pragmatic of you Ali: hadn't even considered that Carly: wanna know if mine's bigger than the lads I've been w ofc Carly: size matters idc what small dicked lads are trying to say Ali: yeah but they're always thinking length when really Ali: girth is where it's at Carly: yea Carly: shouldve taught that in school Ali: how to measure circumference Ali: they defs did Carly: yea?? Carly: idk Ali: I'll show you Ali: on a beer can Ali: unrealistic expectation but you get the idea Carly: all my expectations r unrealistic Carly: make me cum is a stretch for most lads on site Ali: babe Ali: gonna make me 😥 Carly: youre the pure 1 aint you Carly: aw Ali: hardly Ali: saying at least I get that, like Ali: minimum Carly: your gf has some uses that arent being your ma's BFF Ali: precisely Ali: I would've been a bit kinder with it but in a nutshell Ali: what about ronan at least Carly: have you forgotten him now youve upgraded Carly: shouldnt need my review Ali: shh, he'll cry Carly: he was when i wouldnt let him stay for dinner idc Ali: poor boy 😏 Carly: one of his other girls can cook for him Carly: my ma aint there & i aint doing it Ali: he needs to just give in and marry one of his own Ali: it's what he wants, no matter what he reckons Carly: he told me he is Carly: but hes said worse for a fuck so idk Ali: rude Ali: where's my invite to mourn my loss, boy Carly: ill tell him to text you Carly: wont have lost your number Ali: got the drunk texts to prove it Ali: bless Carly: ha Carly: only answer mine tho Carly: 💍 perks Ali: only if I ain't also there with ya Carly: yea Carly: youre gonna b w me forever so Ali: I'll just tell you in person then Ali: if you tell me Ali: deal? Carly: k Carly: i feel happy Carly: 😊😊😊😊😊 Ali: you're on your way Ali: where are you, btw Carly: the longest road ever Ali: hm, tell me about it Ali: I'll run Ali: in dramatic, sexy slo-mo Carly: me too Carly: only way i run Carly: see you when we collide Ali: wifey goals Ali: won't even try and make it our lips that collide Ali: scout's honour Carly: anticipations more fun Carly: plenty of other places I can touch you first Ali: we'll pretend you meant my 💘 Carly: i did that first night @ first 👀 Ali: no lie, we'll have to think of somewhere else innocent-sounding then Ali: do some experimenting, straight girl Carly: i have Carly: i told you ready when you are Ali: I told you, dangerous Carly: only if you get caught Carly: i won't tell if you don't Carly: so good at keeping secrets Ali: I'll sort it Ali: I made vows Ali: she'll understand Carly: were just taking them seriously Carly: nobody can be mad about that Ali: deadly, like Ali: also forgot a bra, naturally and this run is killing me Carly: somewhere innocent I can touch you then Carly: god works in obvious ways Carly: like you Ali: please Ali: if I was doing it for your benefit sure I'd put one on Ali: show 'em off Carly: you kno you dont need to Carly: not your first bbq either Ali: 😏 Ali: maybe Carly: no maybe u kno Carly: & you can feel my 😍 Carly: travelling faster than my slo mo run Ali: love being your wcw, babe 😉 Carly: idk what that is Carly: but if the first letters arent wild child I'm sad Ali: that's far less straight girl so we'll go with it Ali: hope for you yet, like Carly: youre not gonna tell me what it means Ali: woman crush wednesday Ali: used exclusively by girls like Leesha and that Carly: omg i think my ma said that @ the telly the other night Carly: it wasnt wednesday Ali: feeling like hyping up Chezza whatever the night Ali: I 👀 you Carly: but youre wrong Carly: i dont have a crush on you i love you Ali: so if I need a kidney you're down Ali: but no gay shit Ali: 👌 Carly: yea cos whats mine is yours Carly: all of me Carly: so you can have anything you want Ali: good to know Ali: make a killing on the black market Carly: just tell me if youre draining me in the tub so i can have a good last nite before Carly: & stop making me beg for gay shit that's not a mood Carly: i dont do the begging its the other way round Carly: ask anyone Ali: of course Ali: I ain't an animal Ali: you don't have to beg Carly: what do you want me to say then Ali: what you want Ali: obviously Carly: find me Carly: you can do that yea Ali: easy Ali: [does 'cos how long can one road be] Carly: [most excited hug that turns into the longest hug & moment because well we know] Ali: [turns it into linking arms and walking 'fore shit gets too real here] Carly: [is just happy & loling & chatting shit which is endless compliments basically like her eyes being tiny skies & sunshine hair etc you get the idea because high af] Ali: [is listening and not dismissing it 'cos not that bitch but also knows she's high so not being like ooh lol, 'you're so pure'] Carly: [dramatically stops cos remembers suddenly that she needs to give Ali her share so does, sad & mad at herself like she's so upset she nearly forgot bless] Ali: [cups her chin like hey and tells her it's okay whilst looking in her eyes as she takes her share] Carly: [back to being smiley just like that because reassurance bitch & takes her hand & leads her along cos handholding ftw] Ali: [is happy she's happy again] Carly: [her phone is going off cos Ronan but she's ignoring cos only got eyes for Alison rn] Ali: ['you put love eggs in or?'] Carly: [talks in depth about how she's drawing the line at borrowing that kinda shit from her ma cos oversharer even when she ain't high & also throws her phone to Ali playfully like no look so we can imagine how lovely those messages are even just from the first line preview thing] Ali: [takes Carly's thumb so she can open it and reply 'cos that bitch] Carly: [is just loling even though this is such a bad idea] Ali: [schools him in a way that probably sounds familiar lbr] Carly: [then a selfie sesh cos those bitches they love themselves] Ali: [takes her sunnies off her head and puts 'em on Carly 'cos her eyes are massive/pinholed depending which way we're rocking this lol] Ali: [does a 'shh' like no one's gonna know] Carly: [you know she's keeping them sunnies forever now soz] Ali: [just swinging their arms having a gay old time] Carly: [just singing something as they going cos no stage fright when high af & her voice is nice so its a moment] Ali: [😍] Carly: [more compliments when she notices Ali is looking at her cos she's pretty af lbr] Ali: ['how many other hidden talents you got, like?'] Carly: [thinks about it way harder than the question warrants like its a hard question cos lowkey is when you don't reckon you got any skills. Says 11 cos bday clue & lucky number with a mysterious expression like but then laughs cos if she has to ever back that up awks] Ali: [lols back but squeezes her hand like don't doubt it] Carly: [looks down at her feet because actually is shoeless here 'how far?'] Ali: [gestures like 'piggyback?' but ain't that far in my mind] Carly: [accepts because always, good thing Ali is strong & Carly is skinny cos they literally the same height] Ali: [galloping about and into your function like idiots 'cos she's coming up now too] Carly: [miracle that Carly don't fall cos not holding on properly cos wants to stretch her arms out so its like a bike with no handlebars situation lol] Ali: [imagine everyone's faces lmao] Carly: [Tess scowl be like seen from space] Ali: [gets situated on the grass and is just helping herself to drinks Carly: [is just having a little dance by herself cos feeling great not soz everyone especially not soz Ro cos you wish you could babe] Ali: [at least little rock can join in] Carly: [aw the two of them dancing together like cute nerds & she's spinning him round & everything] Ali: [just ignoring all her fam's questions and being chatty af like nothing's weird 'cos high, then joining in 'cos duh more fun[ Carly: [all you can hear is Carly's laugh which is the best so deal with it fam thank you, let my sweet baby angel be happy] Ali: [when you being blatant af] Carly: [when you don't need to be touching a girl who has a girlfriend this much when you dancing in a non sexy way but you is] Ali: [defs need a sprinkler they can all be running through] Carly: [wet t-shirts ftw I see you] Ali: [is motioning like come to my room but not like that lads, just get some weed like you need it] Carly: [takes some drinks with her but the only mental image I have is when Lily in Skins with armfuls when she says keep your vagina on & I'm loling] Ali: [hey ro hey] Carly: [okay but Carly trying to talk to her & being so nice cos she's so pure & Ro being so rude] Ali: [even in her state given her all the disappointed looks like ??] Carly: [this sweet child laughing it off cos how she do but how dare you Ro, I'm mad] Ali: [going to the kitchen for food, accidental ultimate ro shade] Carly: [just following Ali cos she's never been here & don't know where she's going but quieter cos you can tell she's thinking what did I do wrong cos how her brain works] Ali: [being reassuring af] Carly: [sitting on the kitchen counter swinging her legs looking so cute with her dirty feet & drinks from the tap cos she do what she want] Ali: ['you look beautiful'] Carly: [smiles & laughs like its chill but is seriously 😳 cos who says nice things to her like this ever] Ali: [gets them and rocky ice lollies bye everyone else] Carly: [when you eating it seductively without being aware or trying to be that cos its your life] Ali: [is giggling 'cos high] Carly: [more compliments because how cute] Ali: [lays her head in her lap to 'cloudgaze' aka sneak peeks] Carly: [playing with her hair & freckles sporadically because she's soft & intimate like that, be more blatant girl, love it] Ali: [doing daisychain around her wrist 'cos bringing it back] Carly: [finally remembers there are drinks so is on that but v distracted looking at & touching Ali, oh girl same we all would] Ali: [tryna be chill but obvs into it regardless of how 'straight she is] Carly: [lies in the grass & does snow angel moves like she can flatten the grass & make one, god bless you babe, brings Ali with her so they just snuggling cos we can be this blatant] Ali: [just stroking her hair nbd] Carly: [loves it & is making it known by talking about how good it feels & throwing out compliments like its her job sorry for how gay this is everyone but she thinks Ali is the best so] Ali: [backatcha telling her how pure and sweet she is and they're just blabbing at each other] Carly: [soz k stew but this is cute] Ali: [when you wanna kiss her so bad 'cos you're high and happy and this is a mood] Carly: [I'll either save or condemn us cos she's gonna go take some more pills so they don't wear off so they could be alone if Ali goes with & she'd be dragging her along so v dangerous] Ali: [looking at themselves in the mirror and making funny faces] Carly: [& Carly just peeing cos no shame, same tbh] Ali: [but doing like war/festival style paint on each other's face with like, whatever lipstick has been left in that bathroom] Carly: [but think how close Ali would have to be to her face to do that like how has she not kissed her, applause needed honestly] Ali: [draws a lil heart on Carly's nose] Carly: [can't stop looking at herself cos loves it] Ali: [takes loads of pictures, improtu bathroom photoshoot sesh] Carly: [likewise taking loads of pics of Ali but like weird close ups cos she gaaaaaaaay & focused on the details] Ali: [posing 'cos we know she's about it lmao] Carly: [more touching of freckles like she's gonna draw something connect the dots style but just using her fingers cos they are perfect as they are & she'd say so] Ali: [not much would phase her but she would be blushing rn] Carly: [just gushing about how adorable she is endlessly like it'd be too much from anyone else] Ali: [keeps saying ILY 'cos being off your face ftw] Carly: [saying it back of course & all the terms of endearment like baby, angel etc cos that's just how she is anyway] Ali: [someone, probably Tess, banging on the door like they're desperate, we see you ma] Carly: [jumps out of her skin, again same] Ali: [hugs her protectively] Carly: [smelling her hair like a peak gay during the hug because lbr it'd smell nice, no shade or shame here, more compliments for that obvs] Ali: [going back downstairs before there's a brawl but when you ain't even phased 'cos something happening here deal fam Carly: [when you lowkey dancing your way back out cos you happy af & you find the dog on the way so you're carrying him with you & kissing & loving him & its adorable sorry bye] Ali: [and spuds such a funny looking boy lmao] Carly: [lying on the grass again spooning the dog & singing to him probably a song from when she was little & her mum cared like he a baby] Ali: [just watching and melting 'cos actually so cute, don't cry bitch lmao] Carly: [sees her & crawls over like hey, curling up with her again because the lap is a mood forever & we need to claim it from your future child for the gays] Ali: [doing teeny tiny plaits in her hair and humming the song she was just singing to the dog] Carly: [just chatting shit the whole time soz everyone else but they loving life let them be] Ali: [just getting to know each other hardcore 'cos neither of them has much time for small talk or bullshit anyway so on drugs it'd be like 1000 percent more intense, also shamelessly ignore a call and multiple texts from your actual girlfriend] Carly: [but then after all that because I'm evil & she's 'straight' let's say she makes eye contact with Fraze somehow so off she goes to flirt with him as if that's even a possibility when you know it'd just be annoying like her taking his 🚬 to try & be so cool & seductive, babe no. He's just like Ali control your girls] Ali: [is annoyed but not gonna do anything unless it got more dramatic like you deal, casually going through her phone to find a party or something] Carly: [Fraze just being such a dickhead soz Carly also knowing that's Bea's lipstick because of course he does so loling about her & Ali's impending doom] Carly: [also Ro coming out cos someone made her to 'eat' so just being super judgey such joy] Ali: [fully like fuck this like don't kill my vibe fam so walking like she just gonna go in the house but really she peacing] Ali: if ur done come back out Carly: where d u go? Ali: found us a party Carly: k Carly: [catches up to her like oh hey] Ali: [tells her it ain't far to go and starts walking] Carly: [looks down at her feet like she only just remembered she's not wearing shoes but doesn't miss a beat in keeping in step with her because being gay is more important] Carly: dont b mad @ me Ali: [looks down too and is like, we can go get shoes first if you want lol] Ali: I ain't Carly: the colours around you have changed Carly: i kno u r Ali: nah it's like Ali: hmm Ali: I'm not sure what it's like Carly: like me again Carly: [is saying sorry because always quick to that one] Ali: ['I do, you don't need to say that'] Carly: [trying to give Ali her drink as a peace offering like hmm I've done something wrong must make amends somehow] Carly: [& then more pills when she remembers she has them still] Ali: [shrugs like why not and accepts, cue Leesha and probably her 'best' friend tottering out of her house looking the most overdressed] Carly: [Carly loling because she has the whole day but these bitches taking it as a slight against their everything] Ali: [Leesha started shouting the odds 'cos mother's daughter and obvs already white girl wasted, Ali like let's just go 'cos over it] Carly: [Carly offering her pills cos change your mood babe & being looked at like she's offering poison, you've been there before Leesha I get it] Ali: [tryna lowkey drag her away before this becomes the Thing tm they want it to be for the #drama] Carly: [Carly just chatting about Ali's heroics & how sweet she is cos knight in shining armor for her forever lbr just like 😍] Ali: [loling] Carly: [Carly just out the blue like 'you should kiss her, then she'd be happier' like no babe Leesha ain't you but I love the softness of your world view] Ali: ['fully converted, are you?'] Carly: [lols but is also like 'you haven't kissed me yet' with a cute little pouty face as she walks on slightly ahead looking at the sky] Ali: ['Night still young, baby'] Carly: [clearly is buzzing about this & not hiding that 'I love you more than her' how unspecific she could mean Leesha or K stew or both, god bless] Ali: [is all 'I know' but not 'cos she's a cocky bitch lmao 'cos you're pure'] Carly: [puts her arms up like a child who wants to be picked up cos she wants Ali to carry her into the party] Ali: [does 'cos duh even if she's joking about how high maintenance she is] Carly: [snuggling into her the whole time cos she's soft] Ali: [let's hope it's not too far, probably some 20-something hippie waster's chill thing] Carly: [when you humming but using Ali's heartbeat as your basis for a tune cos gaaaaaaaaaaay] Ali: [when you're harmonizing] Carly: [#goals for real] Carly: [but then she gotta stop so she can compliment Ali again cos we know her voice is fire but Carly didn't necessarily know this] Ali: ['we should jam for real some time'] Carly: [cue her rambling stage fright reveal because like we said no time for bullshit so its just being put out there & she's like 'you'll have to sing to me'] Ali: [is like okay but silently thinking of all the ways she could help her confidence 'cos that bitch but not gonna be pushy and patronizing about it 'cos not THAT bitch] Carly: [just staring at her adorably all like 'what are you thinking about?'] Ali: ['you'] Carly: [such a big smile but also blushing 'good things?'] Ali: [just gives her a look that's like what do you think and obviously, yes] Carly: [a big hug moment and kisses her on her forehead cos where the thoughts come from] Ali: [the mess of lipstick their faces are] Carly: [they must look crazy, living for it] Ali: [good thing no one at this party will care, turn up and chatting to people and the usual] Carly: [there should be someone there for Carly to hook up with to hurt Ali's heart & reaffirm the 'straightness'] Ali: [when you can't 'cos you got a gf, gutted] Carly: [who is probably still trying to contact you cos highkey] Ali: [text her back girl, come on] Carly: [do it while your real gf is getting you a drink lol] Ali: [let's text]

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