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thatpinkbetch · 3 years

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okay but!! BNHA Souleater AU, as in a SE AU for the BNHA kids

AAHHHHHHHHH okay sorry for taking so long to get to this, it made me excited and i had to make sure i consulted a professional before attempting to answer (aka my sister). Side note.....i havent actually finished the anime 😅😅😅 im close though!!

So anyways i mainly care about bakudeku but i have many things in mind, if you will let me agsivjeofnwodkw

I cant really figure out what weapon Bakugou would be....but i feel like him and Midoriyas souls would resonate against his will :) my sister suggested flame thrower for him and i suggested grenade launcher, but I also want Midoriya to be a badass close range fighter who does more than shoot, you know? I guess scythe would be the go to for this AU, but trust me, i am ALL EARS. So anyways, Bakugou would definitely want to be like Justin and become a death scythe all on his own, and for sure he would only partner up with Midoriya (at first) as like, a stepping stone, a way to get stronger and or whatever he says to rationalize sticking around with the nerd. In the end hes fucking in love with him, and they will perfect their soul resonance, but thats for the end of course ;)

At first i thought All Might could be Death, but then I thought, what if One For All is Death, and All Might is the death scythe he keeps by his side, and the other death scythes are the previous users? 🤔 All For One can be the first kishin 😬 my sister then suggested that what if All Might is cracked, or even missing a piece :( anyways, All Might gets to be Midoriyas father, but rather than hating him like Maka, hed idolize him, because he never got to see him so much, so he isnt even like a dad to him, but a hero figure :( going to school he sees him more often and he fanboys and All Might feels so bad about it because he knows he wasnt around for so long, but also hes hiding his injury from the public eye.

And now, Todoroki. Hes the same as Tsubaki, where he has that special family bloodline, and he probably has the same backstory as usual, abusive dad that wanted him to surpass All Might as death's personal scythe. And also he got many of the weapon forms; katana, shuriken, smoke bomb, etc. And...of course...Dabi, the enchanted sword...well lets just say that Shouto ends up getting that form too...

Anyways my sister actually suggested that Todoroki would enter the school on his own, no meister, also looking to do it on his own. This obviously would anger Bakugou, who would be irritated with the respect he feels for the other, and also make him more anxious to get better and to leave Midoriya, who can sense his weapon distancing himself, and he would struggle with his own self esteem trying to keep Bakugou by his side. Okay but this was supposed to be about Todoroki avfohkwovjwkcks lets make it work! Midoriya and Bakugou fight Todoroki together and they break through to him, the way Midoriya did at the sports festival. And after finally deciding to go with a meister, he goes with Momo. She would be super skilled in all forms of combat!! Perfect for Todoroki :) but the thing is...she struggles to make decisions, which really sucks when she has to decide which weapon form to chose! :( but Todoroki believes in her because hes seen her do great and knows what shes capable of 😤😤😤 and together they will work on her self doubt and his struggle with obedience avdobjeovjaofjwp because he is NOT used to having a meister, especially since hes such an unlawful little guy that knows no respect for authority.

There isn't much for this one but fuck yeah Kaminari and Kirishima would be twin weapons and Sero would be their meister 😊😊

Also i kind of want Uraraka to be like... nunchucks? Idk something that just kind of beats the shit out of someone using martial arts ajdjgkehfiajdkw idk who would wield her, maybe Iida? 👀👀

Also my absolutely favorite part of this whole thing: Aizawa -> zombie teacher. And his husband, Present Mic, is his weapon. Who happens to be a megaphone. Thank you.

Okay so. The bakudeku. Im sure plenty of people will ask them, maybe mostly Midoriya, why they continue to partner with each other if theres so much rupturing their resonance all the time. And of course there will be a little flash back to them as kids, because obviously, they were childhood friends. And they promised each other that Bakugou would become greater than All Might, and everyone can tell that Midoriya wants to create a weapon better than All Might just to get attention from his dad, right? But like...still, he remembers how those red eyes looked at him so earnestly, so passionately as they promised him that they would succeed, that they both would. Kacchan can do anything, in his eyes, and its always just an awe-inspiring sight to him. He truly does believe that, with or without him, Bakugou will become the greatest death scythe, and he very much wants to be there the whole way. And even as Bakugou tries to struggle on his own, his heart is still always with Deku, because that asshole really did go and just take it without even asking for permission way back then, didnt he? When he fucking told Bakugou that it would be him who made him great, the first one to ever believe in him, the actual child of All Might, and he still never once doubted Bakugou, not even after the times he failed.

Okay i think thats all i got TT_TT anon thank yoooouuuu i love this so much and i love you 😭😭😭

#bnha #boku no hero academia #bkdk #bakudeku #my hero academia #so yeah i love this #spent a good second talking about it with my sister and it was so fun agsovndofjwofjaos #long post

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dejwrites · 2 years

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Hi Deja! Can I just say I am soo happy to find someone as talented as you that writes for Gangsta bc that fandom is nearly dry 😭 I just wanted to ask if you ever thought about writing for Galahad? I lovee that guy & I just wondered if you felt any ways about him? Least enough to write? Hope you have a great day mamas!

thank yoooouuuu, i have some gangsta wips lined up for nicolas, worrick, & delico. i do love galahad character a lot though soooo do you have anything specific in mind? cause i would love to write something for him 🥺

also hope you have a good day also, i’m at work missing out on today’s nice weather 😔

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thedumbguywithaheart43 · 3 years

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Boomlords weird adventure

chapter 16 before

The next week or so went by rather quickly. Princess bubblegum started construction on a machine. Really it just looks like a fancy chair hooked up to a whole bunch of different wires and and tubing. Boom knew that a lot of science and magic went into making this as he's not quite sure if princess bubblegum or Twilight had gotten any sleep since they had begun. In fact it was safe to say that their mental state was quite fragile at this point as both of them had messy unkept hair and were covered in Grease and oil. At this point boom was worried about her mental state along with the rest of the girls. He walked over to the hard working Twilight."ok Twilight me and the girls have been talking and I think you need to go to bed."twilight ignored him continuing to work on some coding witch she picked up from princess bubblegum fairly quickly.boom picked up a Giggle from behind him the unmistakable sound of pinkie pie and rainbow Dash who were spying on his attempt to get the princesses to rest. "Okay Twilight either you're going to go to bed of your own free will or I'm going to pick you up and carry you!"his voice was serious filled with a tinge of anger but also concern for the now barely standing unicorn person."yeah yeah I'll do whatever when I'm done here."she completely ignored him. Boomlord shrugged before he grabed Twilight lifting her in the classic princess way. Right before he receives several punches to the face from Twilights protesting wails."Twilight your punches feel like a gentle jab to me."twi pouted at him."just let me finish my work!"He glared at her."let me make something very clear to you no one wants this machine done any more than I do but if you keep working like this you are going to kill yourself!Or at least cause some serious mental stain."boom scorned at her. Boom felt the chuckling increase as more of the girls and even a few banana guards.His cheeks got redder hearing this. The last few days had been pretty good between everyone even Applejack the one who trusted him the least have been unusually friendly to him for the last couple days since he had returned from the ice kingdom. The girls chatted with him more and even joined in conversations while waiting on construction, it had been admittedly strange to him as before they were far more aggressive with the exception of Spike and pinkie pie. But it now occurred to him that it was likely because rainbow Dash had spread some sort of rumor that he liked Twilight......witch was so fucking obvious. He narrowed his brow at the doorway knowing that they were getting a kick out of this. Despite this he was at least thankful that they were giving him a chance if for no other reason then it seemed they believe Twilight might like him back, a notion that he put to the side, believing it to be false.'damn she's cute when she pouts' the continuous pouting and light hits from Twilight broke his concentration of the commotion from the doorway. He made his way through the door carrying Twilight the sound of multiple people scrambling away in a hurry fill the quiet room. Princess bubblegum took notice of him leaving and was likely going to protest saying that she'd likely needed her for something but she never got the chance as Marceline came in and snatched her up in a giant bat monster grasp and flying her out the window towards the one of the towers likely being her room.

2 boom traversed the spindling staircases and surprisingly large amount of hallways within the castle. Boom believed it was a Wonder that the banana guards could ever navigate the absurd amount of turns it took to get around still they were literally made for this place so it wasn't too hard to believe. Boom eventually found his way to twilight's room it was a simple guest room comfy marshmallow bed, licorice lamp and ,other assorted candy furniture. He walked over to the bed gently placing the sleep deprived egghead onto the bed."please go to sleep Twilight I do not feel like having you pass out on me."Twilight stared up at boom grasping his arm when he tried to let go."nooooo don't gooo."her demeanor had completely changed to more like a rather adorable drunk at this point."sllllleep with me yoooouuuu don't get enough sleep either."boom face flash red again as the words hit his ears."Twilight please just go to bed I need to go."he attempted to pull his arm away from Twilight but only found she had a bit more strength to her than he would have initially thought as she pulled him down on top of her. It wasn't exactly the most subtle of positions he could have been in as he looked her right in the eyes.' oh shit this is close what do I do I..... Her eyes there like stars' He found himself gazing into her eyes for what felt like forever and she gazed back. There were no words no sound only blissful silence as they shared a moment of peace with each other. Boom wasn't exactly sure what brought him to this moment all he knew is that right now he didn't want to be anywhere else."you have a nice smile."Twilight said sounding almost like a drunk once more. And he was smiling he hadn't realized it but being around her it was a feeling he had grown to enjoy."I like your smell better it's always so honest."the words left him before he could stop them. Twilight's face had redden even more before sitting up right sobering up for a minute."is this weird what we're doing right now because I kind of like it?"Twi asked in a shy tone. Boom looked out the window before looking back at Twilight a smile still plastered on his face."Twilight I don't know if this is weird or if this makes sense I stoped making sense of things a long time ago things in my life don't happen easily."he took a big gulp of air trying to get most of the words he wanted to say out of him."and I've been through a lot I've seen things that would drive men insane and I've lost more than I think anyone will ever know the only thing that kept me sane was... My ex but even that went to shit since then I've been in a spiraling whirlpool of bullcrap and horror. But then I met you and I don't know why but you make me feel different than other people, even her... I can be real with you not a act or a joke or some other front I put up. I don't know why it is I feel this way about you and I kind of like that I don't know I guess what I'm trying to say is thank you "boom sighed."I like you a lot like a lot a lot like enough where this conversation is starting to make me feel nervous a lot."there was another very long silence the rest of them only felt very long but this one it could have lasted an hour before Twilight smiled."I love you too you big dork."before he could respond she planted a big fat kiss right on his lips.... Right before immediately passing the fuck out. Boom smiled again moving to rest next to her as he peered into the night sky of ooo."I love you too."he rested his head next to hers wrapping his arms around her never wanting to let go."not sure how I fell for a horse but I guess I'm all about being weird heh."he whisper to himself before falling asleep. And for the first time in a long time boom found himself with a gentle dream simply hundreds of stars passing his vision.

3 the next morning) Twilight awoke slowly her eyes heavy as the midday Sun lit up her room the golden cake walls being her first sight. She gave out a gentle yawn before getting up.... Except she couldn't she couldn't move and then she looked to her side and saw the sleeping form of Boom. And that's when she remembered what had occurred last night.' HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHAT DO I DO' her thoughts were in a panic as she had no idea what she was going to tell her friends much less the princesses when she finally returned home about this, specifically her newfound love for the crazy guy who broke into the castle and probably knocked out several guards to escape from his cell..... Yeah this did not look good for her at all. 'okay Twilight just calm down just tell him it was all a dream or something.... Oh who am I kidding I can't lie about that not to him!'Twilight felt sweat form on her brow unsure of what to do. Boom then suddenly pulled her closer fully embracing her in his sleep. Twilight felt herself calm down before her mind did and she simply melted in his arms it was like being hugged by a golden cloud of peanut butter.... Then she noticed he was actually glowing a slight ting of gold and his hair had darken from a blonde to Black his hair on top of that had straighten out not quite fully brushed but far neater than it had been. Then he woke slowly opening his eyes as the golden hue faded but everything else had remained the same."morning sunshine thanks for dragging me to bed.~"he teased in a flirty tone. This of course caused twilight's face to redden once more."s-shut up."boom released his tight grip over her and sat up. His gaze was now away from her."so uh how much of last night do you actually remember."Boom asked"everything boom I remember what you said and what I said and what I did and I don't regret anything I said last night."Twilight looked up waiting for his response."yeah same even if I sound like a complete and total dork."Twilight giggles before leaning and giving him a kiss on the forehead."yes you're a dork but you're still my dork."boom smiled."now that's not fair that's supposed to be my line."the two joked before embracing each other with a kiss again this one lasting a solid few minutes. Boom broke it first."so what are we going to tell the others?"Twilight blinked rapidly."holy shit what am I going to tell Spike?"Twilight blurted out.

#mlp fandom #fanfic #writing #twilight sparkle #pinkie pie #rainbow dash #princess bubblegum #marceline #adventure time #romance #comedy

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ninjaimagines · 3 years

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I looooovvvveeee yoooouuuu, that Anko fic was just (chefs kiss) 😘👌🏻 😍. Your nsfw writing is actually really good! I would love to see more, maybe a part 2? If not i totally understand! Just want you to know that you are really talented, and you should give yourself more credit! Thank you for writing and doing everything you do, you're appreciated! 🤗🤗🤗

I’m glad you liked it 🥺, I don’t know why I doubt my long pieces of writing, maybe it’s because of my writing style idk :(. But I really appreciate this, thank you so much 🥺💌

I don’t think I’ll do a part two Djdjdje, but you guys are more than welcome to request nsfw scenarios or headcanons and I’ll do my best to fulfil the needs 🥺💌

#mod talks #not an imagine #thank you 🥺#it’s been a minute since someone told me this #you guys have no idea how much this means to me

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timeaftertime-chriscornellfanfic · 4 years

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Chapter 32 - I Get So Tense That I Can’t Speed Up The Time

Berlin Germany, April 17 1990

(Andi is 20, Chris is 25)

ANDI: Feeling the cold concrete beneath my body is something I will never get used to when I slip. It was dark. really dark. So dark that I couldn't tell just exactly where I was at all. I gather myself up and find that I seem to be in a dark alleyway in between two tall brick buildings, completely naked and cold as hell.

Why, just why in the fucking hell did I have to slip?

With my one arm covering my chest as best I could - thank god my dark curls are long enough to help - and my other hand trying to cover the rest of me, I attempt to make my way out of the alley, being careful not to step on anything that could hurt me. I approach the sidewalk, staying close to the corner of the one buildings and look down both sides of the street to see if I could figure out where I am. Everything is written in German so I just hope to fuck I'm in Berlin.

Ok think Andi, think... where can I find something to cover myself with?

It's always this part that scares me the most, especially since I'm in a completely different country. I remember the name of the hotel that I booked for the guys, so if I could just find a way to somehow get there.

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"Hey du was machst du? raus hier!"

I was able to find my way into an apartment through the back and sneak into a bedroom as quietly as I could, find a pair of jeans and a t-shirt that were a little bit too big for me and a pair of runners but just as I was sliding myself back out the door, I was caught by the German who is now screaming at me while I clamber down the fire escape.

"I'm sorry, I had the wrong place," I call back to him though I'm pretty sure he had no idea just what I was saying.

"Wenn ich dich wieder fange, bring ich dich um!" He continues to scream at me and I can only guess that he hopes I don't show up again. Given by the tone of his voice though it sounds like he might kill me if I was to show up again, which wont be happening anytime soon.

Once I make it to the bottom of the fire escape, I quickly make my way down the street, hoping to see if I can find anyone who speaks even just a little bit of English so that I can get to the hotel as fast as I could. I walk a few blocks and find myself in the downtown district and I catch a Newspaper box that showed that I was in fact in Berlin. Thank fucking god. Now I just need to find my way to the Hotel.

*****

Lindemann Hotel, Berlin

CHRIS: "Look I know, we missed soundcheck but I don't care. I'm staying right here in the Lobby until she walks through that door,"

"Chris, man come on we go on in like a half hour and we're not even at the fucking club yet - "

"I don't give a shit!" I cut Jason off. We had been arguing the entire trip to Berlin and he was really beginning to get on my last nerve.

"You're the one who's always so damn anal about making sure everything is perfect, but suddenly once Andi somehow goes missing - "

"She slipped Jason - " Matt defends.

"Whatever -" Jason snaps back.

"Hey guys, come on," Kim starts.

"No fuck that! We shouldn't have to wait around for your girlfriend to finally make an appearance,"

"Since when do actually have anything to contribute to any sort of conversation we're having?" I snark back at him. Jason just stares at me stunned at my remark and I add "Just fucking throw your headphones back on and ignore the whole thing like you usually do,"

"Fuck you Chris!" He says and pushes me which makes me stumble back just a little but I maintain my ground and grab his black T-shirt by the collar and pull him to me, his eyes burning into mine.

"Fuck me?! Fuck You!" I shout.

"Hey, Hey guys... c'mon break it up," Kim says as he gets between us and I let go of Jason's shirt when suddenly I see Andi walking up to the front doors of the hotel, completely soaked as it had started raining. She opens the door and sees the four of us grouped around the lounging couches.

"Holy Shit, Andi you made it," Matt says.

"Baby - ?" I exhale feeling my heart fly out of my chest at the sight of her. I immediately runover to her and wrap my arms around her though she seems a little stand offish with me.

"Can I have the room key?" She says without much emotion and I slowly let go of her as she holds out her hand. I quickly reach in my shorts pocket and pull out the hotel room key and hand it to her. She turns to move away from me but I catch her arm and turn her to face me again.

"Babe, what happened? What's wrong?" I ask furrowing my brow.

"You guys should head to the club, you're already late so... I'm fine I just need to shower and get changed and I'll meet you there," She says barely looking up at me.

"Andi - ?"

"Chris I'm fine, just head over and I'll meet you there," She says and without so much as a look at me, she pulls away and makes her way up the stairs to the hotel room. I turn back to the guys and they look just as confused as I am. I shrug and shake my head wondering why she wont let me at least apologize to her but I figure I'll just give her a bit of time.

"Let's go... she'll uh, just meet us there," I say as I head towards the lobby doors, Jason rolling his eyes at me with Matt, Ben and Kim all looking between each other, then shrugging and slowly following me out the hotel doors.

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ANDI: I arrive inside our room and toss the hotel key on the table beside the door. All I wanted was to take these god forsaken wet stolen clothes off me and jump into the shower as fast as I could. I didn't want to talk and I didn't want to feel. I just wanted to get on with the night and do my job like I was hired to do.

Once I peel the soaking wet clothes off of me, I grab a plastic bag that was stashed underneath the bathroom sink and stuff the clothes inside. Then I toss the bag of clothes towards the hotel room door and quickly turn on the shower. Once the water was hot enough, I step inside and let the water wash over me as I quickly clean myself up. After a few moments it was like I couldn't stop the flood of emotions that suddenly rattled my frame. As the suds from the soap swirl down the drain, I lean forward catching myself against the shower wall and start to cry.

I didn't intend on crying but it was like I couldn't help myself. Traveling back to see Andy really just shook me up. I am by no means over him at all but whatever happened between us has really fucked with me. I feel horrible, heartbroken and guilty that I did the very thing that I never wanted to do. I love Chris more than life itself and I just can't get passed this horrible pain that I just keep inside.

*****

Once I finish my shower, I gather myself together and calm myself down enough to change into just some ripped up jeans and my Black Sabbath band shirt with my Doc Marten. I fix my dark curls as they fall down around my shoulders and find my bag that Chris had brought up for me before the inevitable time slip on the bus. I reach in my bag and pull out a little prescription bottle.

Just after Andy's funeral, I had an appointment with my neurologist for a regular checkup that I normally have every 6 months or so. He basically asked me all the usual questions that he has asked me since I began seeing him- when my original doctor from when I was kid transferred all my files over when I moved to Seattle - He performed a few tests, nothing out of the ordinary and suggested that I try lorazepam.

Years ago I was put on a different drug for epileptic seizures but for some reason, it made my time slips worse. Lately my time slips have been becoming more frequent once again but I was reluctant to try lorazepam, thinking it wouldn't do anything or once again make it worse. Since I'm traveling, I didn't think that I would actually have a time slip episode at all but as we all know, I can never seem to predict if or when it will happen and since I've been so busy, I've hardly had time to sit down and relax and play like I usually would to help keep the time slips at bay. The pills had been sitting in my bag from the moment I picked them up from the pharmacy and a part of me is still so worried about taking them. I obviously don't want to have another time slip happen again so I guess this seems to be my last resort until I can figure out a way on my own.

"Ok... Andi, here goes nothing,"

Reading the label, I pour out one tablet into my hand and close the bottle up, putting it back into my bag. I walk back into the bathroom and turn the tap on, placing the pill on my tongue and scooping up some water with my hands to swallow. I then check myself in the mirror and dab a bit of the water from my chin, and then grab the hotel key and head out to meet the guys at the club.

*****

Messehalle Bar and Night club, Berlin

ANDI: ".... remember, I love you, love yoooouuuu!!!!" Chris screams as he drops down to his knees on stage, pouring himself out to the crowd with incredible emotion. He leans back practically laying down on stage while Kim continues to wail on his Gibson Firebird. I stand off to the side of the stage as a few members of the road crew catch me up on everything since my time slip. After a few moments, the band breaks into 'Beyond The Wheel' and Chris continues the emotion all the way through. It's so incredible how he can do that as I admire him from the side stage.

Towards the end of their set, Chris picks up the mic stand and begins to smash it against the stage floor, causing the crowd to go crazy and scream how much they love Soundgarden. A far cry from the crowd last night.

"Thank you!" Chris bellows into the mic and slams it down on the stage, making the loudest thump as Kim does his feedback outro. Chris flips his curls out of his face and heads towards me, glancing at me but not much else and then heads down the stage stairs. I close my eyes for a second knowing that we need to actually talk this out and I follow him as he walks out the backstage door. I stay pretty silent as I follow him back to the dressing room, Kim and Matt trailing behind me and Jason following even further behind.

"Chris?" I call after him but he says nothing and doesn't look back at me as his curls sway with each stride. I exhale and try to catch up to him, reaching for his hand once I do. He just gives me a look but doesn't pull away as I look back up at him apologetically. I lace my fingers through his and keep my gaze on him as we try and find the dressing room to the place.

"Yo, Chris I think it's this way," Kim calls down the opposite side of the hallway.

"Ok, I'll catch up in a minute," Chris calls back with his eyes still on me. We stop for a moment and he suddenly moves me back up against the concrete wall, leaning down and cupping my face in his palm, pressing those incredible soft lips to mine.

It caught me off guard for just a moment, but this is exactly what I wanted from him since the moment we even started arguing. Our kiss instantly becomes heated, full of hunger, his tongue swiping across my bottom lip. I reach up and lace my fingers through his curls as his hands move to my hips, pressing himself against me. I can feel his excitement through his shorts already as my tongue plays with his eagerly wanting to just have him fuck me right here against the concrete wall of the club.

His hands move up under my shirt, his fingers feeling rough as they skip across my skin. They find their way to my breasts and he begins to tease each nipple through my sheer lacy bra. I sigh against his lips as his thumbs continue to brush across my nipples sending chills all over my body.

"I'm sorry baby," He says against my lips.

"Shhhhh, it's ok, I don't care. I just want you," I say against his lips. He chuckles and lifts me up as I wrap my arms around his neck, still never breaking our kiss. I wrap my legs around his waist as he somehow carries me down the long hallway looking for a back room.

With us both beginning to laugh, he finally finds a back room, which looked more like a storage closet but I could really care less as he maneuvers the doorknob and carries me inside. He closes the door and sets me down, finding a long string and pulling it to light up the room in a dim warm yellow glow. I quickly reach for his belt as he bites his bottom lip and unbuckle it as quickly as I can, pulling down his shorts and boxers, seeing his excitement before me. Without taking my eyes away from his, I quickly unbuckle my belt and slip my jeans along with my panties over my hips and down to my knees. Chris lets out a pleasing grunt, almost cave man-ish and turns me around, pushing me up against the wall of the closet. I let out a surprised squeal and giggle, loving how suddenly he is becoming so aggressive.

"You want me baby?" he asks.

"Uh huh," I breathe.

"You want me to fuck you baby?" He says low and deep in my ear as he grips my hips with his hands and urges me to spread my legs apart. I move my hands to steady myself against the wall as I feel his hardness, the tip of him teasing just at my entrance.

"Yea, yes I want you to fuck me," I bite my lip and I feel him push himself inside me, sending unbelievable shivers all over my body.

"Holy shit, you are so wet already," He exhales moving slow with the first couple of thrusts and then begins to pick up his pace. His left hand holds my hip to steady me while his right hand moves to cover mine against the wall, lacing his fingers through.

"Oh fuck yes," He growls as I push myself back against him just a little. He then slides his hand from my hip, his fingers immediately make contact with my clit, using slow circular motions at first, then gradually faster making my muscles clench around him.

"Fuck, don't fucking stop," I tell him half panting, my temple pressed against the wall.

"Don't worry baby I'm not gonna stop until you cum for me," He growls in my ear in which just the sound of his voice, deep and raspy from singing completely sent me right over the edge. In that moment I release instantly, surprised that I was able to get there so damn quick and it wasn't long before Chris himself cried out in animalistic hunger, releasing everything inside me.

"Oh my god," I pant, my cheek still pressed against the wall, my eyes squeezed shut as I try to come down with out falling on the floor. He chuckles as he gracefully pulls out of me and I try to turn around and face him. He laughs as he helps me and places his hands on either side of my cheeks, brushing some dark matted curls from my forehead.

"If that's how you apologize all the time, I should get mad at you more often," I giggle and he laughs, touching his forehead to mine.

#fanfiction #time travel #Time After Time #chris cornell #chris cornell fanfiction #soundgarden #soundgarden fanfiction #grunge #grunge fanfiction #alternate universe #also on wattpad #also on ao3 #fantasy

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j-elaine-hyde · 4 years

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The Bean Chronicles: Part 9

Henry Cavill / Reader / Chris Evans

You stood at the sliding glass door staring out at the sunset. Breathing deeply, you felt calm that the only thing that lay in front of you was beautiful crystal clear water.

“Are you feeling any better my love?” Henry came up behind you holding two glasses of wine.

You partially smiled and nodded. He set down the glasses and pulled you into his lap.

“It’ll be ok darling. I promise. Right now? Let’s forget the rest of the world exists. Let’s just enjoy being in Bali, and focus on being happy.”

You had panicked in the car when the news broke. Henry was frantically trying to reach you, ultimately resorting to calling Ashley. She had told him to grab your passport and pack a bag because you were headed for the airport.

Thankfully due to the insane LA traffic, he had time to not only pack your bag, but pack his as well, and charter a jet for the two of you before you even reached the airport. You had hid in the plane waiting for Henry to get there, trying the entire time not to have a panic attack. Thankfully one of the flight attendants hooked you up with a Xanax and a glass of moscato.

By the time Henry arrived you were happily relaxed and napping on the plane. Ashley pulled him aside at the front, “Just keep in touch with me. Let me know how she’s doing. I don’t know where y’all are going, but just keep here there for a week or two. I’ll see you guys when you get back.”

Henry nodded, “Thank you Ash. Listen, would you have the movers come in and get everything over to the new house? I want to surprise her when we get back. And please make sure Adrian has everything he needs for Kal. You’re also now Kal’s emergency contact while we’re gone. Two weeks. Bali. I’ll keep you posted.”

“Perfect. I got you. Safe flight.” Ash trotted down the steps and climbed into the back of the waiting SUV.

Henry walked to the back of the plane where you were stretched out on a sofa. “Hello my love.... I’m here. You ready to get the hell out of town?...Baby are you ok?” He scooped you up and cuddled you. You slowly woke up, nuzzling your face against his chest, smiling once you looked up at his handsome face.

“I love you so much. Let’s run away.” You slid your arms around his neck.

“We are baby. I need you to sit up though, we’re about to take off.”

You didn’t even know where you were going until you were halfway there. At that point you were excited and giddy. After two separate rounds of some mile high club fun in the bedroom the two of you decided to watch a movie. The flight attendant brought in the food that Henry had ordered and handed you a small tray with another Xanax on it.

“Darling, do you really need that?” Henry asked.

“Yes. I do. I’m a terrible flyer despite doing it so often. Thanks to Mindy here, I’m good.” You nodded your glass in a cheers to her as you swallowed the pill.

The first morning you woke up in Bali was unbelievable. You sat on the patio with your knees tucked into the teeshirt of Henry’s you were wearing, watching the sun come up.

You went inside to make some coffee, started it, and went back into the bedroom to wake up Henry.

“Good morning...” you cooed as you crawled on top of him, kissing him repeatedly.

“I request to be woken up like this every morning for the rest of my life.” He said, face smushed into his pillow before turning his face, revealing a beaming smile.

You shifted off of him as he turned, curling up in his arms against him, relishing being the little spoon. “I think I can make that happen...”

He hummed into your neck as he wiggled with contentment. “Good.”

The next two weeks flew by. It was a blissful blur of sex, food, sleeping, and incredible views. You did nothing but relax and be happy. You had turned your phones to airplane mode in LA before you left and hadn’t bothered to turn them back on. Thankfully Henry had grabbed your camera, so you could get pictures. Most of which would have to be saved secretly on the SD card, because neither of you had worn any clothes the majority of your trip.

You wanted to stay there with Henry and never return. You had a pretty good idea of what was waiting for you back in LA and you didn’t want to deal with any of it.

You pouted on the plane ride home. Taking an extra dose of Xanax to get you through.

You landed in the middle of the night, groggily climbing into the back of the SUV, angrily shoving your phone in your purse, refusing to take it off of airplane mode.

Henry hadn’t done so, and turned his on mid-flight to make arrangements to be picked up. Despite putting his phone on silent it vibrated across the table as all of the notifications exploded on his phone. You watched it dance almost off the table before Henry placed his hand over it, catching it. You looked at him and shook your head before dropping it back into your pillow.

Once in the car, you slept the entire drive home and barely woke up as Henry carried you inside, tucking you into bed. It wasn’t until morning that you realized you were in your new home, with Henry sleeping soundly next to you.

You hopped out of bed as quietly as you could and took off into the house to look around. Your closet was full, organized, and straight out of a dream. All of your belongings were put away like you had always lived there.

You walked down to the kitchen for a much needed cup of coffee to find Ashley sitting at your kitchen counter going overboard with a label maker.

“Hey!! Welcome home!!” She beamed, hopping up to give you a hug. “How was Bali?!”

You sadly smiled, “I didn’t want to leave. I begged Henry to just stay there forever. Clearly he said no, but it was absolutely magical.”

“I bet!” She smiled.

“How bad is it Ash?” You slumped your shoulders and dropped your forehead to the marble counter top.

“It’s not good. I mean. It’s a lot. Everyone feels horrible for hating on you. They’re all super pissed at Chris. And slightly at Henry. But for the most part they all see you as a delicate victim and Chris as the big bad wolf. Henry is still Prince Charming, but ever so slightly shady. Chris’s initial plan has backfired and they’re all calling him out on it.”

“Is it stupid that I feel bad? Like he’s not a bad guy....”

Ashley looked at you with wide eyes as she continued playing with her label maker. “Don’t go getting all soft. He’s an asshole. He shared super private personal information with the world that was no one’s business. He’s a giant asshole. Is he in general a nice guy? Sure. But let’s not forget the shit he’s pulled in the last month just to get back at you.”

She printed off a sticker and stuck it to your forehead as she walked out of the room. “Love yoooouuuu.... just calling it like I see it.”

You were more concerned with coffee and made a cup as Henry walked into the kitchen in only boxers. You stared at his chiseled chest as he walked towards you. He furrowed his brow reading the sticker on your forehead.

“Are you a soft ass bitch today my love?” He gave you a quick peck as he turned to make his coffee.

“Apparently. According to Ash anyway...” you hopped up onto the counter and sipped your coffee pulling the sticker from your head.

“I see Ashley has been having quite a bit of fun with my label maker...” he held up the bottle of starbucks creamer pointing to the ‘Kryptonite: Not for SuperBoys’ sticker she had placed on it. “She thinks she’s so funny....”

“Oh I am. But I see it didn’t stop you from drinking it....” Ashley walked through the kitchen. “Lighten up SuperDude. Welcome home!” She hollered as she continued down the hall.

You sat there stifling laughter as you sipped your coffee. He turned around and took your mug out of your hand, placing it on the counter next to you. Brushing your hair behind your shoulders and away from your neck, he clasped his hands on either side of it, pulling you towards him. “I love you. No matter what they say, we’ll be fine. Do you hear me? It’s you and me....”

“And meeee!” Ashley yelled from somewhere not too far away in the house.

“...and Ashley.”

You smiled, pursing your lips to keep from laughing, before Henry reat his forehead against yours. “I love you Hen...”

“Not nearly as much as I love you.”

You started to slide your hand inside the waist band of his boxers when his phone rang. He pulled away to answer it. “Babe, I’ve gotta take this.” He grabbed his coffee and headed to his office.

Ashley walked in from the other side of the kitchen. “Wait until you see what I did....”

“ASHLEY!!! GIVE ME BACK MY LABEL MAKER!!” Henry shouted from his office.

She started laughing and doing a victory dance. Before hiding the label maker in a cabinet. “Ohhhhh I crack myself up. You’ll see. Just wait. But I’ve gotta go pick up a few things. I’ll be back. If you need anything, text me.”

You sat there in the kitchen enjoying your coffee. You couldn’t decide if you wanted to refresh your cup and take it in the backyard, or if you wanted to track down your phone and see what was going on in the world.

‘Both.’ You decided as you hopped off the counter and ran upstairs to your bedroom. You found your purse and dug out your phone. Skipping back downstairs you swung by Henry’s office, noticing the “Fortress of Solitude” sticker on the door. You popped your head in the door to see labels on hundreds of items in his office. You silently laughed as you snuck away, careful to not interrupt Henry’s phone call. You clutched you’re mug and made your way out to the backyard.

Curling up on the outdoor sofa you sighed heavily as you swiped down and turned your phone off of airplane mode. You set it down on the sofa and watched the screen light up, one notification after the next. There were so many notifications the sound glitched out. You quickly put it on silent, tossing it back onto the cushion to finish blowing up.

“I thought I might find you out here.” Henry sauntered towards you.

“It’s not Bali... but it’ll do.” You shrugged.

“It’s better than Bali. It’s our home.” Henry laid down on the sofa, resting his head in your lap.

“I’m think I’m going to plant some palm trees...” you were looking around the yard as you twirled your fingers in his hair.

“Whatever will make you happy, my love.” He closed his eyes, a content smile on his face.

“Did you find your label maker yet?” You laughed as you asked.

“No. But I will. She labeled everything in my office. She put “Fortress of Solitude on my office door, SuperNerd’s computer on my monitor. The list goes on and on.”

“Don’t get mad Hen... she’s just... we’ll say hazing you. Making you an official part of our family. She’s accepted you into her circle now.”

“Oh I’m not mad.... I’m going to get even. This means war!” He shouted, as he sat up, acting dramatically and waving his fist before laughing and falling back onto your lap.

“Oh lord.... here we go....”

“So have you gotten into it yet?”

You swallowed hard, you knew he was asking about your phone. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Yes you do Darling.... have you?”

You shook your head no, “Nope. It’s glitched out. I turned it off airplane mode and it’s still going. I’ll either get a new number or wait for it to stop. I haven’t been able to get into it yet.”

“I’m sure your publicist is having a heart attack....”

“Oh undoubtedly. Honestly I’m surprised she didn’t show up in Bali.”

“I am too, to be honest. ....So Darling listen... I know we just got back, and just moved in... but filming starts in two weeks... in England.” He sat up. “Would you come with me? We already have a home there, it could use some help.... decorating and what not. But I can’t be without you for that long or that far away. Please say you’ll come with me.”

“Of course I’ll go with you. How long will we be there? You know I want to be anywhere but LA right now. And I’m not letting you disappear again. Ashley would kill you....”

“Filming takes like 6 or 7 months.... but we get breaks... and I think you’ll love it back home. You can meet my family... and I can show you around. It’ll be amazing to take you home.” He was beaming.

“Should we leave tomorrow?” You smiled as you leaned forward, wrapping your arms around his neck.

#romance #fanfic #fiction #henry cavill #chris evans #fanfiction

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shhhlikeme · 4 years

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I like Bokuto and Murasakibara 🥵🥵🥵 Bokuto so cute and wholesome I get perfect boyfriend vibes. He’d be all loving and stuff. Murasakibara with his hair pulled back is everything 😍😍

I have a question for yoooouuuu who do you think you’d have a better relationship with? Who would make you swoon the most if y’all started dating

Wow Bo again!!!! He’s so loved, my heart😩🥺🥺🥺🥺 I agree he’d be a perfect boyfriend & he deserves all the love !!

Omg Atsushi when he puts his hair up MA’AMMMMMMMMMMMMMM PLEASSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE MY WEAKNESS IS GUYS WITH NICE WAVES OR LONG HAIR (man bun or long dreads) I just CANT I SWEAR im imagining him putting his hair up before doing the deed as if he’s saying with his movements “you won’t be able to walk tomorrow”. I can’t 😩

Oh a question for MEEEEEE, well

Between Aran and Kasamatsu??? Definitely Aran. Absolutely. He’s so much more of a gentlemen right, I think while Yukio is sooo hot he would try to bring his attitude that he has with the team over here and I’d have to be like whoaaaaa beep beep beep back that shit up baby boy I am NOT Kise. Whereas Aran I believe would be gentle and a romantic from the jump. That’s moreso my type. Big guys with soft hearts. He’d be the type of bf to think of me first after his games and of course my family and friends would absolutely ADORE EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM. Not to mention our kids?!!!!!!! They’d be BEAUTIFUL and DARKSKIN and PERFECT holy shit Ojiro has be wrapped around his finger istg

Thanks for asking💕

#kayla’s question of the day ❔❓#day 4 #who is your knb fave #who is your hq fave #🧡🧡🧡

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occult-castiel · 3 years

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americanphancakes · 4 years

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You are known for writing amazing fics, for being super funny and for being ultra supportive of everyone! My unproblematic fave. (because you are always nice)

;_; you don’t know how much it means to me to be called funny AND unproblematic hahaha screw you hollywood writers!! XD

Seriously though, thank yoooouuuu!!! *biggest of hugs* :D

honestly like, I haven’t gotten a LOT of asks in response to this, but the ones I’ve gotten have been absolutely wonderful and lovely and my mood is like, 180 degrees from where i was yesterday. Thank you guys so much. <3 <3 <3

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nyangibun · 5 years

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Day 2 - Fools in Love

Valentine’s Week - Love Songs

@jonxsansafanfiction

Song - Can’t Help Falling in Love by Elvis Presley

Ao3 Link

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To: <[email protected]>

From: <[email protected]>

Subject: Thank You

Dear Mr Snow,

Thank you for meeting with me on such short notice this morning. I understand you must be very busy and I really appreciate it.

I just want to reiterate that Rhaenys is a very bright girl but she might benefit from some after school activities. I hope it’s not out of line for me to say this. I do think Rhaenys really wants to play with the other kids but she might be too scared to do so.

If there is anything you think she might be interested, please let me know. I will help in any way I can to get her involved.

Best wishes,

Sansa Stark

Winterfell Academy

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To: <[email protected]>

From: <[email protected]>

Subject: Re: Thank You

Dear Miss Stark,

Please just call me, Jon. And it really was no trouble. I’m happy to come in any time.

Since I took her in, I’ve noticed that my sister enjoys reading a lot and last week, I bought her some paints. It was probably a bad idea but she’s really enjoying painting her own room. Is there something she could do with either of those things?

Can I be frank with you, Miss Stark? I have no idea what I’m doing. Any advice is more than fine so don’t worry. You’re not out of line at all.

Best wishes,

Jon Snow

CEO, Wildling Group UK

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Wildling Bros

Tormund: Are u srsly crushing on ur sis’s teacher? Mate… how long has it been since Ygritte? Maybe its time u got laid

Jon: I’m not crushing on my sister’s teacher!

Sam: You kind of are. You couldn’t stop talking about her at the pub. Remember?

Edd: Yeah, mate. We get it. She was super helpful and nice and shit but hitting on your sister’s teacher probably isnt a good idea.

Jon: I’m not hitting on her. I just think she could be good for Rhaenys.

Jon: Can we drop this?

Tormund: Whatever u say, Snow.

Tormund: But on a scale 1 to Me, how hot is she?

Jon: She’s 10/10 hotter than your ugly ass

Tormund: OI! I AM BEAUTIFUL!

Edd: Says who????

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To: <[email protected]>

From: <[email protected]>

Subject: Thank You

Dear Jon,

If we’re going by first names then you can call me Sansa. It’s only fair.

You’re doing much better than you think you are. The fact that you care enough to come in and talk about ways to help Rhaenys is a lot more than some parents. Trust me.

You’re letting a five-year-old paint her own room? That is… risky.

But maybe we can enroll her in some afterschool art classes. Would she be interested in that? A couple of the girls from her class do them.

Best wishes,

Sansa Stark

Winterfell Academy

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To: <[email protected]>

From: <[email protected]>

Subject: Re:Re: Thank You

Dear Sansa,

Art classes sound great! Let’s do that! She seemed pretty interested when I mentioned it but I’ll come in with her the first couple of classes. I think that would make her feel better. Is that okay?

You’re too kind. Thank you, Sansa.

I mean it saves me the trouble of figuring out what colour to paint her walls. Now she can just paint all over them however she likes.

Best wishes,

Jon Snow

CEO, Wildling Group UK

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Jeyne: You’re EMAILING with the Hot Dad??!?!

Sansa: He’s not a dad. He’s her brother.

Sansa: And sooooo??? You make it sound like I’m having an affair behind the bleachers or something!

Jeyne: Don’t tell me you DON’T wanna lick Hot Dad from head to toe.

Sansa: That’s super inappropriate, Jeyne! We’re teachers!

Jeyne: And we’re red-blooded single women with eyes!

Sansa: Why do I bother talking to you?

Jeyne: Because I’m smart and you love me.

Jeyne: So when do you see Hot Dad again?

Sansa: On Wednesday… but it’s strictly professional! We’re enrolling Rhaenys in the afterschool art classes and he’s going to come sit in so she doesn’t feel too nervous.

Jeyne: Huh. So remind me again why he’s doing all this? Aren’t her parents around?

Sansa: I didn’t ask but he mentioned their dad isn’t around much and her mum passed away couple of years after she was born.

Jeyne: Poor baby.

Sansa: Yeah, she’s a sweet kid but just painfully shy.

Jeyne: So Hot Dad decided to take her? How old is he? That can’t be an easy decision.

Sansa: Probably a bit older than us?

Jeyne: Damn. I know I’m a teacher and I love my kids but I can’t imagine actually having any right now.

Sansa: I know. Jon’s a good guy.

Jeyne: JON, IS IT? HOOOOO BOY, YOU GOT IT BAD!

Sansa: Fuck off!

Jeyne: LANGUAGE, MISSY!

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To: <[email protected]>

From: <[email protected]>

Subject: Re:Re:Re: Thank You

Dear Jon,

Thank you for coming in with her. I think you being there really helped a lot. She looked like she was enjoying it, right? Did she say anything when you two got home?

Also, I wanted to apologise about earlier. My friend is… I want to say not always so nosy but that would be a lie. I hope she didn’t make you uncomfortable or anything.

And for what it’s worth, I wasn’t lying when I said you’re doing really well with Rhaenys, even if becoming her sole guardian wasn’t part of your plans. She looks up to you and she needs a good parental figure in her life.

Best wishes,

Sansa

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To: <[email protected]>

From: <[email protected]>

Subject: Re:Re:Re: Thank You

I didn’t mean your dad isn’t a good parental figure!

I’m so sorry! That was so rude! I’m so so sorry!

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Wildling Bros

Edd: Get the fuck back to work, Snow! I can see you smiling at your phone down there!

Jon: I’ve finished my part, you wanker. Some of us are just more efficient than others.

Edd: HA!!!!! Efficient? If you were so efficient, you’d be asking out your hot teacher.

Jon: What?? Why would I do that?

Edd: Because you’re basically in love already.

Jon: No I’m not. And weren’t you the one telling me crushing on her was inappropriate?

Edd: Eh, what do I know?

Tormund: Will u two stfu??? Some of us are in meetings with potential clients, u know!

Tormund: P.S. Jon, he ain’t wrong. When u gonna ask her out???

Sam: Leave him alone. It’s not always that easy.

Tormund: Ah well YOOOOUUUU would be the expert on not making a move. Hows it going w Gilly????

Sam has left the group chat.

Tormund has added Sam to the group chat.

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To: <[email protected]>

From: <[email protected]>

Subject: Re:Re:Re:Re: Thank You

Dear Sansa,

Well, you wouldn’t be wrong though.

My dad is, for lack of a better word, pretty shit for a dad. Great businessman, awful father. Even when I was younger, he was never around, but my mum and him were never married so it didn’t bother me. I at least had her for most of my life.

Rhaenys wasn’t too lucky. Elia was a great mother but I don’t think Rhaenys even remembers her that well. She died when Rhaenys was 2. I should’ve realised sooner how lonely she was but I was so focused on getting my company off the ground that I didn’t notice. I should’ve taken her in sooner. Maybe she wouldn’t be having such a hard time connecting with the other kids at school.

Sorry. I didn’t mean to unload on you like that. Shit.

Jon

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To: <[email protected]>

From: <[email protected]>

Subject: Re:Re:Re:Re:Re: Thank You

Jon,

You don’t have to apologise for that. I don’t mind at all. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t been curious about you all this time so it’s nice to get some insight into who you are but I think you’re crazy for blaming yourself so much. This isn’t your fault and this isn’t some irreversible thing. Rhaenys will be fine and she’s already doing so much better since the art classes.

I wish you could come see her. I know you’re busy so this isn’t me guilting you or anything but I just want you to see how happy she is. She even started talking to Lillian more.

See, if it wasn’t for you, she wouldn’t have had all of this.

Stop blaming yourself. Be proud.

I’m proud.

Sansa

P.S. I take it back then. Your dad sucks and Rhaenys is lucky to have you as her main parental figure.

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To: <[email protected]>

From: <[email protected]>

Subject: Re:Re:Re:Re:Re: Thank You

Sansa,

I hope you know that I made the mistake of opening your email during a meeting and laughing out loud at you saying my dad sucks. If I lose this client, I will have to hold you responsible.

I can come next Wednesday. Will that be okay?

Oh and thank you. A lot of people have said similar things but I guess coming from you makes it a little more believable. Because you’re her teacher and you actually know how she’s doing.

So do I get a life story from you? I feel like you already know everything about me. This friendship feels unbalanced.

Jon

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Jeyne: So we finally go out and you spend all night giggling at your phone and ignoring every half decent looking guy to hit on you. When in the hell are you just gonna tell Hot Dad you’re into him?

Sansa: I did not! And I am not!!

Jeyne: The lady doth protest TOO BLOODY MUCH!

Jeyne: Seriously, Sans. You’re allowed to date. There aren’t any rules you can’t date your student’s parents and even if there was, Hot Dad’s technically just her brother.

Sansa: Even if I did like him, who’s to say he’s even interested????

Jeyne: Uh maybe the fact he’s emailing you at 10pm on a Saturday night?!!?

Sansa: That doesn’t mean anything.

Jeyne: My god you are dumb.

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To: <[email protected]>

From: <[email protected]>

Subject: Re:Re:Re:Re:Re: Thank You

Jon,

How will you hold me responsible? I plead innocent.

Wednesday is perfect. We’re actually having a Halloween theme class then. Did Rhaenys mention it? We’ll be in costumes so be sure to come dressed appropriately!

There’s not much to tell. I’m a single 28-year-old. I’ve lived in Winterfell all of my life. I have one sister and three brothers. I’m the second oldest in my family and the only sane one. If you ever meet my family, you’d see why.

Ummm… I have a dog named Lady. She’s the sweetest thing in the whole wide world. And that’s it. Truthfully, my life is very boring.

Sansa

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To: <[email protected]>

From: <[email protected]>

Subject: Re:Re:Re:Re:Re: Thank You

Sansa,

Hardly innocent, Miss Stark. You’re very distracting.

Ugh… I don’t really do costumes. Can’t I just dress Rhaenys up and be done with it? Which actually is another issue. She wants to be Rapunzel but Rapunzel from the Disney movie. Where do I even find that?

Four siblings? Wow, that’s quite a household. I’m actually a little jealous. I’ve always wanted a big family. Growing up, it was just mum and me but at least I have Rhaenys now.

What kind of dog is Lady? I have a dog too. His name’s Ghost. Big mischievous Husky.

Jon

P.S. You’re not boring to me.

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To: <[email protected]>

From: <[email protected]>

Subject: Re:Re:Re:Re:Re: Thank You

Jon,

You’re just as distracting so you’re guilty too.

Do you want me to help you find the costume? I could meet you and Rhaenys in town and we could have a look around. I feel sending you out on your own would be too cruel. That way I can also help you find your costume too!

You can have my siblings if you want. Just say the word and they’re yours.

Really? That’s kind of crazy. Lady is a Husky too!

Sansa

P.S. Thank you.

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Sansa: Okay, you were right.

Jeyne: Of course I was. I’m a genius. But what exactly was I right about?

Sansa: Hot Dad!

Sansa: I think… shit. I think I’m in love with him.

Jeyne: OOOHHHHHHH! TELL ALL!!!

Sansa: I offered to help him find Halloween costumes in town so I just spent the day with him and Rhaenys. We walked all over town and you know how I can be kind of… closed off around new guys? I thought that’s how I’d get or that at least it’d be awkward considering we’ve only seen each other a couple of times but it wasn’t. It wasn’t at all.

Jeyne: And!?

Sansa: And then to thank me, he took me out to dinner. I mean Rhaenys was there but you know how much I adore her.

Sansa: Oh god, Jeyne… The scary thing is there was this moment when we were sitting there, just the three of us laughing at something, and I realised this was what I wanted. Him and her and all of it.

Jeyne: Shit… I thought you just wanted to bone him.

Sansa: SO DID I!!!!!!! WHAT DO I DO!!!

Jeyne: First of all, calm down. There’s nothing you can do but just tell him how you feel. Look, it might be hard for you to believe but this guy is clearly crazy about you too.

Sansa: Maybe. I don’t know.

Jeyne: TELL HIM!!

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Wildling Bros

Jon: So fuck…

Sam: What’s going on? Are you okay?

Tormund: What’d u do now?

Jon: I think I’m way over my head with Rhaenys’ teacher.

Edd: You’re only now realising this????

Jon: Piss off. I didn’t think I’d like her so much. Yeah, she’s more beautiful than anyone I’ve ever met or dated or even seen but she’s Rhaenys’ TEACHER. I didn’t expect it to get this far.

Sam: You can’t help how you feel, Jon.

Tormund: What is “this far”? Did u shag her?!

Jon: No! What???

Tormund: What? I’m just asking. What do u mean???

Jon: I mean I want to date her!

Jon: No, fuck. I want to do more than date her. I want to marry this girl and have 4 kids and buy a house and stupid impossible things!

Edd: Why’s that impossible?

Jon: Did you not hear me? She’s Rhaenys’ teacher. The only teacher she trusts. What if it goes to shit? I can’t do that to Rhaenys. And who’s to say she’s even interested?

Edd: You’re a dumb prick. You won’t know if you don’t try. And stop using your sister as an excuse because you’re scared.

Sam: He has a point.

Tormund: Does he? So how’s Gilly?

Sam has left the group chat.

Tormund has added Sam to the group chat.

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To: <[email protected]>

From: <[email protected]>

Subject: Re:Re:Re:Re:Re: Thank You

Sansa,

I’m really sorry about today. I didn’t mean to act so weird and leave abruptly like that. I can’t really explain it. At least over email.

We’re having a little picnic in the park for Rhaenys’ birthday next Saturday. She’d really love it if you came but I’d understand if that’s a little awkward for you. You can bring your friend, Jeyne, if you want though.

We’ll be at Weirwood Park at noon. I really hope to see you there.

Jon

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Tormund: So u coming tonight?

Jeyne: Idk why u think we’re suddenly friends just because we caught your best friend making out with my best friend together. That is NOT a bonding moment!

Tormund: Felt like a bonding moment to me.

Jeyne: You are very weird.

Tormund: Besides, we both know they’ll probably get married in a year or something, pop out some kids and be really disgusting about it for the rest of our lives. Better bond now over our mutual disgust.

Jeyne: I hate that you’re not wrong.

Tormund: ;)

Jeyne: You’re such a creep. How could someone like Jon be friends with YOU?

Tormund: I know, right? I’m way too handsome to be with that broody prick.

Jeyne: OH. MY. GOD.

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To: <[email protected]>

From: <[email protected]>

Subject: BTW

Just to reiterate, in case I wasn’t clear enough last night…

I love you.

I know it’s probably foolish to rush into this since we barely know each other and you’re Rhaenys’ teacher but we both adore you and I can’t help falling in love with you.

And I was broody because I thought you had a boyfriend. Did not realise that was your brother.

So in conclusion, I’m an ass, but at least I’m an asshole that loves you, right?

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To: <[email protected]>

From: <[email protected]>

Subject: Re: BTW

Loving me is not an excuse to be an asshole but I forgive you because you’re cute when you’re jealous and broody.

And I love you too. Maybe it is foolish and fast but I don’t care.

Now, stop emailing me and come over so I can fuck you seven ways to Sunday.

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To: <[email protected]>

From: <[email protected]>

Subject: Re:Re: BTW

Jesus fuck, Sansa…

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#jonsa #jonxsansaff #jon x sansa #actuallyjonsa #jon snow x sansa stark #jonsaff #jonsa fanfic #my fics #long post

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filthyhotcakes · 5 years

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Music game

Rules: We’re snooping on your playlist. Put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then choose 10 victims.

I was tagged by @weirdsleepwalker 💙🖤💙 Thank yoooouuuu!!!

1. Hozier - Almost

2. girl in red - we fell in love in october

3. Twenty One Pilots - Chlorine

4. Foals - A Knife In The Ocean

5. Elohim - I Want You

6. New Order - Restless

7. We Were Promised Jetpacks - Hard To Remember

8. PVRIS - Anyone Else

9. King Princess - Pussy Is God

10. Kendrick Lamar - Money Trees

I tag these 10 cool people:

...Everyone here is cool to me so I guess anyone of you guys can do this! 🤔🙂

#tagged #music #me and my bad taste in music 😂😂😂#sorry for making your ears bleed!!!

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illumose · 6 years

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SHIP

request — Hello, first of all - I love you guys 💜 Can I have a ship with BTS and Monsta X? I'm 162cm tall, have hourglass body shape (with way too big breasts 😂), hazel eyes, badass short hair with undercut, INFJ personality. I love to write and draw. I am totally into Assassin's Creed games. I wouldn't be able to live without animals, I used to spend a lot of time in a saddle, so horses are an important part of my life. And I think love is a decision, not a feeling. Thank yoooouuuu 💜💜💜

hope you’ll like it !

In BTS, i ship you with Taehyung. He’d love the fact that you are quite short. He’d take you on horse rinding dates. He’d like to read what you write, and be sure he’d be really supportive. He’d also lay Assassin’s Creed with you.

In Monsta X I ship you with, Jooheon. Jooheon loves your badass/grungy style, especially the hair (our hair styles sound similar! yo!) he thinks your ideas and what you believe in are so interesting and definitely asks questions about them. Loves all of you hobbies and supports anything about you he can!

#bts ship #monsta x ship #selca ship #written ship

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xoheatherkw · 6 years

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Heart of Gold - beggie

An additional treat for the Riverdale Holiday Exchange 2017. For @buggiekinsx with the prompt: beggie + Christmas (with mistletoe, oh my!)

College/future fic. Actual classes and professors based on personal experience (ugh). I *may* have researched cheesy pick up lines for Reggie.

Read on AO3 / FF

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Veronica's celebratory post-finals party was in full swing. Betty was sipping the fruity cocktail that Kevin made for the occasion. She mingled a bit, saying hi to the few acquittances that she made in her first semester at NYU, but ultimately circled back to Kevin and Ethel.

Ethel smiled brightly, noticing her before Kevin had. "Betttyyyyyy! You're back," she slurred.

Betty inserted herself right in between Kevin and Ethel, running a comforting hand down her friend's arm. "You alright?" She asked.

She nodded rather forcefully and slung her arm around Betty's waist. "I missed yoooouuuu," she said affectionately.

Betty turned her attention to Kevin. "You were supposed to keep an eye on her." The annoyance in her tone was unmistakable.

Kevin simply shrugged. "She needs to let loose, and I am keeping an eye on her. Besides, she deserves it after this semester. I could say the same for you," he said with a pointed look.

Betty did not need the reminder. She and Ethel took a course to satisfy one of those pesky general education requirements with the professor from hell. They thought Russian Fairytales would be a piece of cake. In reality, they had more required readings than most of the rest of her classes combined, with pop quizzes nearly every week. It was supposed to be their easy class for the semester. But, at the very least, their non-western requirement for graduation was done and over with.

Ethel leaned into her and Betty rubbed her hand up and down Ethel's arm. "Hey, I'm going to get you some water. Okay?"

Ethel just hummed in response, slightly swaying in her efforts to stay upright.

"You'll keep an eye on her, won't you?" She directed at Kevin. At this rate, Ethel would have a killer hangover tomorrow, and hydrating was key to minimizing it.

"Scout’s honor."

"You were never an eagle scout," Betty huffed. She gently extracted herself from Ethel and made a bee line for the kitchen.

She quickly surveyed the fridge, not finding any water bottles. Either their friends drank all of them, or the more likely scenario was that Veronica forgot to put more in the fridge. She grabbed a glass from the cupboard and filled it with ice and water. She turned, intent on going back to Ethel, when someone's broad shoulder nearly body checked her. She ended up spilling a little bit on her too tight and too short dress (Veronica's doing). "Hey! Watch where you're going- Mantle?"

Reggie was briefly starstruck by the breathtaking beauty in front of him. He had always thought she was beautiful, but seeing her tonight was on a whole other level.

"Cooper, hey," he said casually. He took the few precious seconds of her swiping the water off her dress to really appreciate her. The deep V dress did wonders to accentuate her assets, and the form fitting burgundy dress hugged her curves in all the right places. Combined with her hair down in waves and a smoky eye, he was impressed that he even got two words out.

He hadn't even seen her since graduation - nearly six months prior. He wasn’t exactly in her circle in high school, so they didn’t keep in touch. Much to his chagrin.

Sure, they were going to the same university, but he hadn't had the fortune of bumping into her - literally - until that night. It was only pure luck that Veronica noticed him in the quad the other day and extended an invite to her Christmas themed party before break.

Betty brushed off what she could and finally looked up to meet his gaze. The apologetic look on his face made hers soften slightly. "Just try to watch your step next time, okay?"

He placed his hand over his heart. "I'm sorry, Betty," he said sincerely. Reggie stepped a bit more into her personal space, enough so he could lean down and whisper in her ear. "I was blinded by your beauty." He pulled back, so he could give her a wink. "I'm going to need your contact information for insurance purposes."

Betty let out a good laugh, setting down the glass on the counter as to not spill any more. "Wow, does that line actually work on girls here?" She gently wiped the wetness pooling at her lash line from laughing so hard.

"You'd be surprised," he said with a smirk.

"Then I have less faith in my gender than I previously thought." She shook her head slightly, not the least bit surprised. Reggie was always a charmer.

"How have you been, Betty?"

She smiled softly. "I've been good, Reggie. I'm so glad the semester is over though."

"I hear you on that one. Dr. Alas was a tough grader for my Western Civilization class. I worked my ass off and got an A-."

"You had Dr. Alas too? Which section?" Surely, she would have noticed if they were in the same class, wouldn’t she? Although the class size was over a hundred people.

"I was in his 9am class. Remind me not to take a class that early." He missed a few classes due to hitting his snooze too many times.

"Ahh, the 9am section conflicted with my Creative Writing class. I was in his afternoon section." Betty was thankful she scheduled classes with a two-hour break for lunch, as she recently discovered her love affair for naps during lunch. And it better prepared her for her afternoon classes, so it was a win-win.

"Small world, Cooper. Small world," he muttered.

She ran her hand down his arm, squeezing his hand briefly before dropping it. "I need to get back to Ethel. Maybe I'll see you later?"

He stepped back and ran his hand across the back of his neck. "Yeah, of course. See you around."

She picked up the glass with the same hand that grabbed Reggie's hand. The cool touch did nothing to calm the warmth his skin left behind.

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About an hour later, the party had died down a little bit. Betty took advantage of not being needed at that very moment and she made herself another drink and collapsed on the sofa. Her dress moved on its own accord up her thighs just a touch more than she was comfortable with, but didn't have the energy to care.

She just had to wait a little longer until it was socially acceptable to go to bed at her own party, and lock herself in her room to get some sleep.

"You're not falling asleep, are you?" The familiar voice had Betty picking her head up from the back of the couch and opening her eyes, not even realizing she had closed them.

"No, just resting my eyes… So, we meet again, Reggie," she said.

"Do you mind if I sit?" He pointed at the free spot next to her.

"Course not." She turned slightly so she could prop her head up on the back of her hand, crossing her legs and tugging her dress down with the other hand. He sat down on the spot next to her, accidentally brushing his knee against hers. If she noticed, she didn't back away. "Sorry about running off earlier. I needed to make sure Ethel was okay."

"No worries. How’s she doing?"

"She’s good. She’s in the kitchen with Ronnie. They ordered pizza."

Her eyes started to droop on their own accord. The late-night studying was really taking its toll, and all she wanted to do all break is sleep. And maybe eat Christmas cookies.

"That's good. You know, if you're too tired, I can head out. I'm sure you get plenty of beauty rest." He threw another wink her way.

She patted his knee gently, not bothering to remove her hand afterward. "You're smooth Reggie, I'll give you that. But no, I think I can stay awake long enough to catch up with a friend."

"Yeah, I'd like that Betty." The warmth of her skin was already distracting him, even through his jeans. But he didn't dare say anything to stop her. "So, let me guess, you're majoring in Journalism?" He raised a questioning eyebrow at her.

"You know me too well, Reggie. Are you playing football here?"

"No, actually. I was offered a scholarship, but since my parents could afford to send me here, I figured I should get out before I have too many concussions." At least he had the option available to him.

"Sounds logical. Let me guess what you're majoring in... Business?" She predicted.

"History actually. I want to be a teacher."

She smiled. "I could see that."

She only then registered that her hands were tracing patterns on his knee. She found that she didn't want to stop, mesmerized by the animated story Reggie was telling her about how he wanted to follow his own passion instead of following in his father's footsteps. She felt drawn to him in a way she hadn't, with anyone, in a while. And every now and then he'd look at her with such an intensity that it nearly took her breath away.

They even discovered they were in the same Statistics class next semester, both preferring that choice over the calculus option to satisfy their math requirement.

They laughed and just caught each other up on their lives since graduation.

She was genuinely having a good time. And she found that she wasn’t even tired anymore.

“Betty,” Ethel interjected.

Betty pulled back and shook her head to clear her mind. She found herself becoming more enamored with Reggie, the more time she spent with him.

Reggie's hand stilled, having found her arm at some point during their conversation and was running his fingers up and down her delicate skin.

Betty turned around to find the source, her eyes landing on a very tired yet blissfully happy Ethel. She was a cute and happy drunk, just content to be with her friends.

“Can you take me home? Kevin is preoccupied with a guy from his Economics class.”

Betty rolled her eyes at that. That was the one thing she asked of him, considering she decorated for the party all afternoon. But, he’s been in kind of a funk lately, so she couldn’t blame him too much.

She smiled warmly at her friend. “Yeah, sure. I’ll order us a Swift.” She turned back to Reggie, finding herself surprisingly disappointed that she would have to leave. “I’m just going to ride with her and make sure she gets home safe. I’ll be back, if you’ll still be here?” She raised an eyebrow.

A couple quick taps on her phone said their Swift would be there in approximately ten minutes.

He leaned back on the couch, spreading his arms across the back. Play it cool, he thought. “Yeah, yes. I mean, probably – I’ll probably still be here,” he said with a shrug of his shoulders. He internally groaned over his fumbling. Real smooth.

Betty placed a gentle hand on his arm and smiled. “I’m just going to use the restroom, and grab my coat from my bedroom,” she directed at Ethel. “Meet me by the foyer?”

Ethel nodded and went off to locate her own coat in their hallway closet.

Betty excused herself to the restroom.

When she exited and turned towards her bedroom, she bumped into another broad shoulder for the second time that night. She and Reggie ran into each other - quite literally- in the hallway near the bathroom. Her hands landed on his shoulders and he gripped her waist to steady himself. Neither one of them moved from their embrace.

"You should really watch where you're going," she breathed out.

“We need to stop meeting like this, Cooper.” He let out a light chuckle. Either he was really lucky to keep running into Betty, or the universe was taunting him with the unobtainable.

Just then, Veronica appeared in the hallway, intent on going to the restroom. Until she saw something much more interesting.

"Ooh, look who's under the mistletoe! You know what that means." She slightly stumbled as she took another step forward, extending her finger to point at the pair. "Betty and Reggie, K-i-s-s-i-n-g.”

Betty rolled her eyes. Tipsy Veronica was even less inhibited than usual, and she had been trying to set Betty up for months. As much as they wanted to stay together, the long distance was too much for her and Trev and they broke up about a month into the semester. He was planning on going to school on the west coast next year, so it was only a matter of time anyways.

The gentle caress on her waist brought her back to the present.

The pair leaned back slightly. They looked up, seeing the mistletoe that Betty nearly forgot Veronica had hung (all throughout their apartment). She wasn't sure if she should be cursing or thanking Veronica in this moment. She knew Reggie's reputation of being a play boy, but that was not the impression she got from their conversation that night. In fact, he seemed more focused on schoolwork than she'd seen in his entire four years of high school combined.

His heart was racing, and he gripped Betty's waist a little tighter. He couldn't believe his luck of running into her under the mistletoe. He had the hugest crush on her all throughout high school. But between her childhood crush on Archie, her relationship with Jughead that crashed and burned, and then dating Trevor her senior year... He just never had the chance to ask her out. That didn't even address the fact that she was way out of his league. He noticed the way she gripped his shoulders and her flushed cheeks, so maybe he had a shot after all.

Betty started to lean in, determined to capture his lips in a kiss.

"We don't have to," Reggie confessed.

"I know." She continued forward. She found herself wanting to kiss him, rather than being forced to. If she was being honest with herself, she had a little bit of a crush on him senior year. But she was dating Trev. She thought the crush fizzled out, but seeing him tonight, the exact opposite was true.

Her lips almost brushed his when he turned his cheek, planting a kiss near the corner of her mouth instead.

He brought his lips close to her ear, and spoke low, just above a whisper. “I don’t want our first kiss to happen because we have to.” His brought his thumb up to her cheek and brushed her skin. “I could really see myself falling for you.”

She let out a shaky breath. “I bet you say that to all the girls.”

He pulled back and brought his hand up to caress her cheek, looking lovingly into her eyes. He spoke quietly, so only she could hear. “I’ve never said that to another girl, because I’ve never meant it before. Just with you, Betty.” He lowered his lips and placed a kiss to her cheek for the second time that night.

The phone in her hand buzzed, causing her to regrettably extract herself from his grip. She read over the message and her eyes went wide. “Shit! I need to go.” She spun around quickly and ran off to her room to get her coat. She had her arm in one sleeve and was struggling with the other as she returned to Reggie, still a little dazed from their interaction.

“I need to go take Ethel home. But I’ll see you when I get back.” This time, it was more of a direction instead of a question, and he found himself nodding.

She placed a brief kiss to his cheek and rushed off to get Ethel before the Swift left without them.

“Well, well. That was an interesting development,” Veronica said more towards herself than at Reggie.

He smirked. “I’m really glad I ran into you the other day, Ronnie.” He smiled to himself and went to track down a beer to calm his nerves.

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Betty returned to their apartment, and noticed that the party had died down substantially in the time it took her to make sure Ethel got home safe. She dropped off her coat in her room and started to look for Reggie.

She went through the kitchen, the living room, the office, then their formal living room… and nothing. She looped back to the kitchen to find Veronica.

“Hey V. Have you seen Reggie?” Betty leaned her elbows on the counter.

“B, I never thought I’d see the day where you and Reggie would be an item.” Veronica tapped her fingernails on the counter.

“We’re not-”

“Yes, I know, you’re not an item,” she said, making quotations with her fingers. “Not yet anyways. Make no mistake, I approve.” She sent Betty a devilish smirk.

Betty let out a sigh. “So, have you seen him?”

Veronica pointed out towards their balcony. “He went outside right before you got home.”

Betty pulled her best friend into a hug, before turning around and heading towards the balcony.

“I expect many double dates in our future,” Veronica shouted after her.

Betty rolled her eyes and scooped up her cardigan from the back of the couch. She tugged it on and held it shut with one hand, not bothering to button it as she stepped onto the balcony.

The sound of her closing the sliding door alerted Reggie of her presence.

He took the last swig of his beer and turned to face her. “Hey mini Cooper.” He smirked and took in the sight of her.

She laughed and took a few steps towards him. “Hey Reggie.”

“Aren’t you cold?” He pointed at her clothing, or lack thereof. She had on a thin cardigan and her legs were bare past the very short length of her dress.

She walked the rest of the way towards him on the balcony, stopping right in front of him. She plucked the beer bottle out of his hand and set it on the ledge. She placed a tentative hand on his chest. “You see, I know this guy. He puts up this tough exterior, and truthfully, I used to think he was a jerk, sometimes… but secretly he has a heart of gold. I figured he might offer to keep a girl warm,” she suggested.

He brought his arms around her waist and pulled her flush against his chest. “Yeah, I think I know that guy. He had a huge crush on you all throughout high school,” he said sincerely.

Betty’s eyes went wide before softening her expression into a tender smile. “You did not.”

He brought his hands over her arms, rubbing them up and down to generate some heat for her. “Yeah, I did. And I never thought a girl like you would give me the time of day. You’re out of my league,” he said solemnly.

She brought her hands to circle around his neck and inched herself closer. “Well if you remember anything about me, you know I don’t like people making decisions for me.”

He nodded. “Trust me, I remember. The next move is yours, Betty.”

Betty looked up at him through her lashes, thankful for the first time that night that she was wearing heels. All she had to do was tilt up slightly to capture his lips in a kiss. Her eyes flitted from his eyes to his lips, and back up again.

The kindness and sincerity in his eyes is what made her decision for her. She smiled slyly and leaned in to press a kiss firmly on his lips. He smiled into the kiss and thought how perfectly their lips fit together and how right he felt when he was with her. She threaded her fingers through his hair and swiped her tongue across his bottom lip asking for access. He granted it and pulled her tighter, his hands splaying across her back. She hummed happily into the kiss, only pulling away once their kiss left her breathless.

He rested his forehead against hers and brought his hand up to caress her cheek. “Wow,” he whispered against her lips.

She smiled brightly. “Yeah,” she agreed.

“So, what now?”

Her hands played with the hair at the nape of his neck, his eyes closing at the sensation. “Pick me up at seven tomorrow?”

He smiled and reconnected their lips in a sweet kiss. “Now that, I can arrange.”

She smiled into the kiss. “It’s a date.”

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