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Imagine halloween with Mollymauk
- Halloween with Mollymauk is certainly a trip
- You know he is tHE KING of sexy halloween costumes
- sexy nurse? def
- sexy guard costume? hes already got the manacles
- Molly is also just very spooky in general, so you know it’s this dramatic boy’s time to shine
- Buys various types of candy for the two of you to sample
- Banned from handing out candy due to the nature of his halloween costume
- if he does change or cover up, he does a wonderful job with the kids
- “ah, there we go sweetheart *gives them candy*, I love the spooky vampire costume”
- He would 110% be into halloween makeup or nails. If he didn’t do it himself, he would let you use him to do your looks
- Loves to decorate tbh, like, the entire house is filled with various decorations
- Mollymauk will 1000000% tease you throughout the night
- Halloween themed pick up lines (and other things)
- “Are you a monster? because you’re frankenfine”
“i swear to the gods”
“you know darling, if I were a zombie, I would eat you first”
“mollYMAUK TEALEAF”
- I feel like he would also be down for matching couple costumes
- he loves to try and make, order, or invent halloween themed cocktails too
- and you know he’d absolutely kill it
Imagine halloween with Muriel
- he would LOVE seeing you so happy
- so. many. decorations.
- i imagine that you would decorate him, as well as he is watching you
- he would def help you hang things from high places and help you with anything heavy
- Inanna would love everything going on, as dogs do.
- She would also try to help decorate but would probably just end up playing with plastic skeleton parts
- “you know we don’t have any trick or treaters right?”
-”Yes, Muriel, but it’s about the -spooky vibe-”
- Asra would totally pop by and help
- Lets be real, you and Asra would have decorated the shop too (Muriel gets dragged along)
-Asra brings you more decorations
-Asra has never seen Muriel look so at peace and joyful as he does with you
- I feel like Muriel doesn’t fully grasp the concept of halloween.
- “(y/n) there are so many of them? why are they out this late?”
- “they’re trick or treating Muriel, and besides it’s only like 8 o clock”
-”oh”
- If you wanted to hand out candy, you would drag Muriel to your shop
- If you didn’t want to hand out candy, he is perfectly fine with eating candy and having a quiet night in
-Now if you dressed up.... that boy would be a mess
-Something cute? Muriel is your hype man, sort of, he is totally there for it and compliments you a ton (he is kinda shy tho)
- Something scary? I think he would be a little shook but still very supportive
- “Wow MC,,,,, you look really good” with a tomato red face. No matter the costume, he thinks you look stunning
-Now with that being said.... if you tried something sexy........... lord help that boy...
- Don’t get me wrong, he absolutely loves it! he just gets very flustered and stammers a lot because you’re so gorgeous and now! you’re s e x y too?! that boy malfunctions a bit but overall he loves seeing you happy
-Halloweens with Muriel are always a delight
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Bulldog in a Snake Pit (ch6)
Golden light spilled out from the dimly lit trailer. Your mind was racing at the sight of the boy. You weren’t quite sure what to say but luckily for you, he started the conversation.
“What are you doing here?” he huffed
“Fangs dropped me off. Said it would be a good idea for us to talk”
“Funny because I was under the impression you had already made your choice about who you were talking to” Sweet Pea retorted
“Pea.. no.. please listen to me” you pleaded, trying to break the wall of anger.
“You know I was transferred to Riverdale high and when I got there I didn’t know how tense things were going to get. I joined the football team before everything started happening. I didn’t mean any harm by it!” you explained, Sweet Pea just rolled his eyes, so you continued on.
“I mean it Sweet Pea. I didn’t mean to hurt anyone, especially not you. I joined the team and they treated me alright but they were the only people besides Jughead who would talk to me. Cheryl used bully me non-stop”
“I’m sure things were so tough for you” he rolled his eyes.
“Not everything is about you! I was just trying to survive! I still am!” you barked, the anger coiling in your stomach, clouding your thoughts.
“God can’t you see just how much I’m balancing? I have to deal with the football team, Cheryl’s gang, and on top of that I never see my friends! I never get to see you either”
“I thought you didn’t care? Going off with your new boyfriend.” he replied coolly.
“Are you fucking blind Sweet Pea?! I loved you every day since like third grade! You mean the world to me and Reggie only saw me a chance to have sex and probably add me to that stupid list” you raged, throwing your backpack at him.
It hit him in the torso but you didn’t see, you were already taking off down the driveway back towards your house. You felt a few tears break their way through the anger but you didn’t care.
Your path back to your trailer was interrupted by the south sider. His long legs easily catching up to you and blocking your path.
“y/n wait. Did you mean what you said back there”
“Of course I did Pea..” you faltered, slightly out of breath. Before you could react his lips came crashing down onto yours, his hands cupping your face. The taste of his lips made your knees weak as he pulled you closer to him.
“Are we good?” he asked, hands still on your face
“Yeah, we’re good” you smiled.
Bulldog in a Snake Pit (ch 5)
Warnings: brief talk of sex, mentions of alcohol and drugs
Reggie’s house was sort of near Archie’s, the neighborhood was pristine, everything looking like a movie set. The inside of the home being just as grand as the rest of the outside. As he lead you through the hallway, you caught a glimpse of a dog and a woman in the living room. Being briskly pulled away before you could say anything.
“Welcome home” he chuckles, and you do too. Your bag making a heavy thud as it hits the hard ground. Everything seemed to be going fine. You guys had drank a bit, smoked a bit and spirits were high as you both scrolled through Instagram, laughing at what you saw.
“Hey y/n, what do you think about this pic?” he asked, and showed you a picture of a woman with a revealing dress on. You looked at the picture, trying to decide your feelings as Reggie sat behind you on the bed. Hot breathe brushed your neck making you shiver. You could feel the hairs stand up as his hands grazed your arms.
“Reggie-” your voice caught in your throat as the intimacy combined with the drinking and smoking made you blush.
“I think it would look better on you” you gasped lightly at his words, your intoxicated mind trying to figure it all out.
“I think you’d look best with nothing on though” his face brushed your neck. What was he doing? Before now he had never made a pass at you, let alone all of this.
“Reggie no” you stand up suddenly, rushing to grab your bag and ignoring him as he calls your name. You manage to make it outside before you turn back to see him standing at the door, shaking his head. Street lamps flickered on around you as you march down the street, your intoxicated mind trying to decide what to do when a car pulls up beside you. Panic setting into your chest as the window rolls down.
“Hey y/n get in!” you see Fangs peering out at you.
“Wha- what are you doing here?” you ask, hopping into the car.
“I dropped Toni off at Cheryl’s and was on my way home. You look like you could use a ride. Hey why is your shirt unbuttoned?” you glance down and realize that Reggie must have undone the first couple buttons without you noticing.
“Its.. oh it’s nothing?”
“Ya sure? This is bulldog territory and you’re looking a little worse for wear”
“You’re not mad?” you ask, unconvinced
“Not really, I just want to hear your side of the story” and as you begin to slowly explain to him everything that happened, being transferred to Riverdale high, joining the football team and being peer pressured to stay, how you lied to everyone to avoid the north/south tensions, what Reggie had tried to do and finally, how you just missed your friends and how you had hurt Sweet Pea. After your rant the car was silent, gravel crunching under the tires as you powered home.
“Listen I think he’s hurt but I don’t think the damage is permanent”
“you don’t?” your shock evident in your words
“No, but I do think you need to talk to him, and well, there’s no time like the present” Fangs declared as he stopped the car, outside of Sweet Pea’s trailer.
“This isn’t really necessary Fangs-” you started but the light in the front window caught both your attention. In it’s bright beams you could see the tall serpent you had come to love. He peered out the window, evidently waiting to see who it was, when Fangs waved and tooted the horn. Sighing, you had no choice but to get out of the car.
The lights outside were dim, only being broken by the front door of his trailer opening and a disgruntled serpent coming to face you.
Bulldog in a Snake Pit (ch4)
“Reggie? What are you doing?” you step out cautiously towards the tall bulldog.
“Did those snakes make you cry?”
“Reggie it’s fine, really, please just leave it alone”
“No, look, y/n you’re a mess! What did those guys do?” he pressed
“Why do you care Reggie?” you snapped, tired with everyone’s involvement.
“I-uh- you mean a lot to me y/n. I just want to protect you from those guys okay” he huffs, avoiding your gaze. Reggie wasn’t one for emotions or many words, so his admission truly surprised you.
“Reggie, it’s okay.. really” you tried to reassure him. Before you can react, Reggie slammed his fist into the locker.
“Damnit y/n! It’s not okay. Cut it out.” he shouted, the sudden out burst making you flinch. “ I'm sorry alright" Reggie places his hand between your shoulders and leads you to class.
The rest of the school day dragged on in a similar fashion. Other students staring, some glares, some supportive smiles but you couldn’t decide which was worse. Finally the last bell rang and the students came pouring out of the front doors. Music blasting through your earbuds as you quickly made for the bus stop, hoping to avoid any interactions. Things were going fine until a hand clamped your shoulder, making you jump.
“C’mon let me give you a ride” Reggie said as he directed you towards his car before you could protest. The way to his car passed the cluster of motorcycles where the serpent gang usually hung out after class. You shuddered as you say them, making direct eye contact with Sweet Pea. His eyes large as he saw Reggie with one hand between your shoulders and the other sweeping through his hair, leading you to his car.
Sweet Pea’s shock quickly turned to anger as he watched you hop into the passenger side and laugh at something Reggie had said. At this Sweet Pea kicked off loudly with his bike, making his way home. Little did he realize that you had been watching him too.
“So where do you live?” he asked, cranking some tunes on the radio
“Oh uh.. my house is under renovations right now so maybe uh.. could you just drop me off at pop’s?” you hoped the lie would satisfy him, but to no avail.
“Renovations huh” the tall boy proclaimed. Nodding silently, you just stare out the window.
“You could spend the night at my place?” This is comment caught you off guard but before you could reject, Reggie kept going.
“C’mon it could be fun, we could stream that new movie you want to watch? I’ll even let you use some of my stash” Reggie suggested, wriggling his eyebrows. Seeing no way out of it you just laugh and nod.
“Why not”.
Bulldog in a Snake Pit (ch3)
The resounding boom of the bathroom door had not so much as faded when Betty and Veronica burst in, pounding on the stall door.
“y/n!?” the girls cried as a gentle sob wracked your body. You had managed to be known as the composed, strong-faced group member, so hearing the sobs made the two girls knock harder.
“y/n! please open up! We want to help you!” Betty pleaded but you had had enough. All the emotions from the last twenty hours had set in.
“Just leave me alone okay?!” you shrieked, words escaping your mouth faster and harsher than intended. The silence that followed was deafening. The only thing that broke it was the sounds of your north side friends whispering, followed by the door hammering shut again. Feeling the emotional exhaustion creep up on you again, you sigh and feel the flood of memories take you away to a happier time.
The summers sun was hot on your back as you set out the massive blanket. You and your small group of trailer park pals had decided to have a picnic in the quarry. Time felt to slow as you watched your goofy friends fight each other, attempting to push one another into the cool, yet murky, water.
As quickly as the memory appeared, it fled,replaced with another. The musty smell of cigarette smoke and pot roast filled your memory. The old trailer was decorated similar to how it smelt. Nana Fogarty cracked a smile at Fangs as he lead all of you into the small living space. The old woman was small and frail when you hugged her but it didn’t matter, she loved you like her own.
Next thing you know, your mind flashed to last Christmas, you and your friends all sitting around a crisp winter bonfire, warm drinks in hand. The memories of the night were bittersweet. Soon after the fire was put out, Toni began to head home, Fangs escorting her. This left you and Sweet Pea alone and to break the comfortable silence, you invited him inside your trailer to watch a movie.
As the opening scene to the Grinch played out, you settled on the couch beside Sweet Pea. You felt a smile tug on your lips as the movie brought on such a feeling of childhood nostalgia. Brushing some hair to the side and turning to face the tall boy, you saw he was watching you. A dusty pink flushed his features when you looked back. He awkwardly coughed and looked down, evidently trying to fix the situation. Tugging the fleece blanket from behind you, you throw it over yourself and open your arms, inviting him in.
After he takes a second to realize what you were doing, he scoots over, arm naturally draping over your shoulders as you feel yourself gently place your head on his arm. Your heart pounding at the intimacy between the two of you, you truly realized how at home you felt in his arms, and how you craved nothing more than to lean over and meet your lips with his.
That was one of the first times you were shocked at how strong your feelings for him were. You had felt that way for as long as you could remember, vowing to never let the raven haired boy find out how you felt. The sudden onslaught of tears brought you back to the present as you felt the them drip down your cheeks.
Composing yourself, you cautiously opened the stall door and looked into the mirror. You were disheveled to say the least. Your hair a out of placed, eyes puffy and face flushed. Your overall appearance shaky and unstable, as though you’d break at any moment. After attempting to fix it the best you could you push the bathroom door open, discovering that Reggie was across the hall and waiting.
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Bulldog in a Snake Pit (ch2)
“What can I do for you fellas” you chuckle nervously.
“Ya know, I thought a serpent never betrays their own, but guess I was wrong” Sweet Pea scoffs and storms off, the other members following suit.
The interaction caught you off guard but you couldn’t say you were surprised, after a few seconds of shock you ran after the tall serpent.
“Pea wait!” you called as you pushed your way past a group of agitated serpents. The lack of a reply left you even more frustrated, stopping in your tracks. Right as the serpents went to exit the school hall, you felt the anger boil in your blood.
“Fine! Screw you Sweet Pea! At least the Bulldogs care about me!” at this the dark haired boy turned to face you, his face filled with rage. However, you did catch what appeared to be a glimpse sadness in his eyes.
Upon re-entering the locker room, you were immediately surrounded by your team.
“What did those guys want from you y/n” Archie asked, voice laced with concern.
“yeah, who I gotta deal with?” Reggie prompted, patting you on the shoulder.
“Guys please just leave it alone, I’m just going to go home” you said, grabbing your things. A couple of the guys offered you a ride but you just waved them off, grabbing your bus pass out.
The ride home was altogether uneventful but you felt the evening’s events swirling in your mind. So when the bus finally stopped near the Sunny Side, you felt the anxiety churn inside of you.
The crisp fall wind blasting through your sweater and the hard gravel crunching under your shoes, you fumbled your keys out of your bag. Tossing the bag back over your shoulder you nearly collided with Toni as you tried to unlock your door.
“What are you doing Toni?” you asked, staring her down.
“Taking this back” she snapped, dangling your serpents jacket in front of your face and slamming your front door shut.She went to pass you but you caught her arm.
“Give it back”
“No, I don’t think I will. Sweet Pea told us what happened and I don’t think you’ll be needing this anymore”
“Really Toni?” you question. “And dating Cheryl Blossom of all people makes you such a perfect serpent” you snap.
You take her momentary shock to your advantage, ripping the jacket out of her hand you rush through the front door and forcefully slam it behind you. Sliding down the door until you were sitting with your knees to your chest, you wait until she’s gone to start crying.
The tears pour down your face, you, Toni, Sweet Pea, and Fangs used to be best friends but so many things had changed over the past year.
Old memories racing through your mind like a camera flash, you feel the sadness turn into anger. Anger at Sweet Pea for storming off, anger at Toni for being a bitch, anger at all of Riverdale high and all the drama that followed.
Sighing and finally feeling the days events catching up to you, you begin to feel sleepy. Marching to your room you toss off your clothes off and begin to get ready for bed.
The loud pounding sound of your alarm startled you awake. Quickly getting ready and gathering your things, you jog to the bus stop to avoid any serpent run ins.
Once at school, however, forgetting the previous nights events proved to be harder than you feared. Every bulldog coming up to talk to you and every serpent glaring at you as you passed. To make matters worse you saw the core four coming up to you and you could already see the concern in Veronica’s eyes.
“y/n what the hell happened to you?” she interrogated, voice harboring her anger.
“It’s nothing... really” you said softly, not wanting to make a scene in the crowded hall way.
“It’s not nothing y/n, those guys were obviously after something!” Archie prompted.
“Please guys it’s fine!” you begged, trying to remain inconspicuous.
“Guys obviously they don’t want to talk about it maybe we should just let it be” Betty chimed in but it was already too late.
“The South Side Serpent’s were messing with you?” Jughead asked, more for reassurance as he knew the story already.
“I can just ask my dad, maybe he knows what they want, then we could find a way out of this for you”
“Jughead it’s fine, that’s really not necessary” you started, when Veronica stormed towards the nearby common room, the others briskly following behind her.
“Listen here you South Side Snakes, I don’t know who you are or what your deal is with y/n, but it ends right here, right now” Veronica’s bold words capturing the entire rooms attention. In the corner of the room Sweet Pea stood up and looked at you from your place in the outside hallway.
“Yeah, couldn’t agree more” Sweet Pea stated roughly, turning tail and motioning for the remaining gang members to follow.
The heat was rising in your cheeks and you could feel the tears start to pool in your eyes as you dashed into the nearest bathroom, ignoring the calls from your north side friends.
{END OF PART TWO}
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Bulldog in a snake pit
(Part 1)
Summary(kinda): This part is sorta like a prologue but will eventually be Sweet pea x bull dog reader
A/n: hey y’all this hasn’t been edited or anything I literally copy and pasted this from my docs. Also the story will get better I swear.
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Finally the much anticipated day had come. The serpents grouped together and pushed the doors to riverdale high open. They were met with Veronica, welcoming them and giving them some speech. You were watching from the sidelines, mostly hidden behind some lockers when you see the group of jocks round the corner and let the serpents know exactly how welcome they are. This school year was about to get a lot more interesting.
Since you didn’t really know how to handle the problem and you didn’t want to have to tell both sides about your life (tensions were tough enough and you didn’t want your friends to ditch you). You just avoided all sides. Keeping to yourself and showing up for work and practice.
The next big football game was right around the corner and you were getting pretty excited. You had slowly started talking to both groups again and so far things were going well. Except neither knew about your secret.
As you put on your jersey you took a deep breath. This was a northside football game. Definetly not the type of event serpents went to. You’d be fine. Entering the mens locker room you prepared to march out onto the field.
“Hey y/n”
“Hey Reggie”
“Ready to kick some ass and really show those southsiders what bulldogs are made of?!”.
The others cheered, you gulped.
“Southsiders are coming tonight?” you asked, trying to sound casual.
“FUCK YEAH AND WE’RE GONNA SHOW THEM WHOS IN CHARGE” another one of your team members yelled. Reggie nodded in agreement.
You and the boys lined up getting ready to go onto the field when you remembered it. They announced the players name and jersey number when they went on the field. In a stadium full of serpents. Wincing as your name is on the loudspeaker you run to get into position for playing, trying to push your worries aside.
The crowd cheered! Your team won! As you and the boys ran back into the change room spirits were high. Nothing to disrupt the post game hype until a loud knock on the door. You all stopped and looked around at each other silently deciding who would get the door. Shrugging you hop over the bench and pull the door open. The doorway itself was filled with black serpent jackets. Sweetpea towering over the others.
By now the rest of the team was looking at the door
“We’ll just take y/n” Sweetpea said, his voice cold. Just as Reggie was going to protest you push him back and close the door behind you.
“How can I help you fellas?”
Being Stucky’s daughter would include:
They would take you on long drives. Sometimes they would take you on roadtrips or simply just take you to Brooklyn to show you where they had grown up.
Both boys would definitely be pretty protective. Whether it was over someone you were dating or who would babysit/care for you when you were younger. Your aunt Nat was the only person who was really able to get them to relax when it came to that sort of thing.
You'd grow up fighting for others. whether it was fighting for others rights or simply back alley brawls, you would definitely take after Steve in that respect. The school would be calling home as well and Bucky felt it was his birth right to give Steve the old "see how it feels" attitude. No like actually though, one day you beat up a kid for making rude comments about a classmates hair cut.
"Y/N you can't keep solving your problems with your fists"
"Doll don't take what your dad said too seriously... Do you know how many back alleys I had to pull him out of"
"Bucky that's not the point and besides you're not being a good influence on them"
"Sounds awfully defensive"
If you're someone who gets periods you can be certain that Bucky would buy you your favourite ice cream and Steve would get you pain medication, heating pads and other things to help manage your symptoms.
If you got sick they would both take time to make sure you made a fast recovery. Often they would take shifts watching/caring for you bringing plenty of your favourite soup or comfort food. Lots of movies and blankets and popsicles if you had a sore throat (and weren't able to eat solid foods without pain, like strep throat).
You and Steve would often sit and draw for hours. You saw him drawing once as a little kid and have aspired to have his talent ever since. Thus creating many lazy sunday afternoons filled with sketch books, charcoal and eraser shavings.
With Bucky however you would spend quiet evenings dancing around the living room. He'd play some swing tunes from his dancing days and teach you how to dance. Some nights you two would be in rhythm with each other and others you'd simply rest your head on his chest, softly step on top of his feet and sway gently with him.
Naturally both of your parents would be in danger quite a bit because of their pasts so they taught you how to take care of yourself. Simple self defense to more advanced martial arts. Just as long as you could protect yourself.
They would be the type of parents that constantly push their child into trying new things. Such as sports or the arts. Even though they were always pushing you to try new things and get involved, the moment you said you weren't interested or comfortable continuing they would accept that. Just as long as you gave it an honest try. The only activities they would make you learn was self defense and maybe swimming because that's also a good skill to have.
Over all having Bucky and Steve as parents would be amazing. You would grow up in a loving, accepting household. One where you were constantly pushed to do your best but not overwhelmed. They're both parents who truly unconditionally love their kids.
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Magiccccc!!!!!!! So I ship you with two people! I couldn't decide on just one so today my friend you are getting two for the price of one!
First I ship you with Peter Parker. I think yall would be super cute together because he would help you with your science homework and you guys could have really cute study dates! I also ship you with him because you guys would both totally play video games together omg. Watch out yall its Magic and Peter once again having an epic gaming marathon (Ned joins sometimes). He would definitely help you with Zelda and beating the level you're stuck on. You guys would also probably go for walks and stop to pet every dog you see! You are an amazing person so naturally aunt May would adore you! She'd be all over Peter constantly asking about you and inviting you over for dinner. Plus you'd also meet Tony so I mean that's a big plus... He'd also help with any homework you have along with aunt May who may not know a lot about science but would definitely be proof reading your resume and similar!!
THE SECOND PERSON I SHIP YOU WITH ISW THOR BC THOR WOULD 110% TREAT YOU RIGHT!
ANYWAYS I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS BOO!!!!
XOXOXOXO KAT!
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Nothing Compares
Jack x reader
trigger warnings: self hate
word count: 564
A/n: IM ALIVE! So the title is still a work in progress and isn`t well edited either but I hope y’all enjoy :) (also ive never written for jack so idk if this accurate)
Standing in front of a full length mirror in your underwear, you pinch and pull at different parts of your body. Attempting to shape it the way you wish it were. The idea of being unhappy in your own skin was not a foreign concept to you. In fact this was something you tended to obsess over. Unbeknownst to you, your boyfriend Jack had come up to your room to tell you dinner was ready to eat.
“Hey babe!” an enthusiastic voice chirps. "Dean just finished making dinner and he said to tell you-“ his voice faltered when he saw you.
“Y/n? what are you doing?”
“Nothing Jack, tell Dean I’ll be down in a minute”
Something in your voice must have given it away because your sweet boyfriend seemed more worried and determined to find out what was wrong and why it was making you so troubled. (He was also 110% prepared to throw hands).
“No wait you sound pretty upset, whats wrong? You can trust me you know”
“Jack I know I can trust you its not that, I just-”. You voice got caught in your throat.
Your self esteem and your self confidence were definitely not topics you talked about openly but you knew that Jack was not planning on leaving anytime soon. The person he cared about the most was upset and he couldn’t stand seeing you unhappy. As he puts a comforting hand on your shoulder, you try to find the right words.
“I just really don’t like the way my body looks… or the way it doesn’t move or work the way it should. I don’t like hearing comments from other people about how I’m not taking care of myself properly or that I need to fix all my physical ‘problems’”.
Jack paused for a moment, tilting his head you could see him trying to process all of what you had just said.
“I don’t understand? you can find beauty in small things and you can find beauty in others but why can’t you find beauty in yourself? Especially when you’re far more beautiful than anything or anyone I’ve seen so far”
You cover your face partially out of embarrassment and partially because you’re blushing at his words. Noticing your change in attitude he frowns, putting a comforting arm around your shoulder he states softly and with a lot of confidence,
“Y/n you don’t have to be embarrassed. You’re truly beautiful and I think you should own that”
Unintentionally meeting his eyes you really begin to realize everything Jack had been saying to you. You had heard similar words all over body positive blogs and magazines but they had nothing on Jack and the way he cared… the way he genuinely ment those words no matter what you looked like.
As you were thinking, the air around you stopped moving and the scene around you began to fade. Jack was in front of you and he was the only thing you could clearly see. He was the person that mattered most to you and the one person you deeply loved.
Leaning forward his soft lips met your own. Your hands cupping his face and his gently on your shoulders.
“I love you so much jack. You don’t even understand how much I treasure you being in my life”
“I love you lots too Y/n and please don’t change, you’re truly stunning the way you are”
ajskdkfkf this is so cute you did amazingly my fren
THANKS BOO!
Nothing Compares
Jack x reader
trigger warnings: self hate
word count: 564
A/n: IM ALIVE! So the title is still a work in progress and isn`t well edited either but I hope y’all enjoy :) (also ive never written for jack so idk if this accurate)
Standing in front of a full length mirror in your underwear, you pinch and pull at different parts of your body. Attempting to shape it the way you wish it were. The idea of being unhappy in your own skin was not a foreign concept to you. In fact this was something you tended to obsess over. Unbeknownst to you, your boyfriend Jack had come up to your room to tell you dinner was ready to eat.
"Hey babe!" an enthusiastic voice chirps. "Dean just finished making dinner and he said to tell you-" his voice faltered when he saw you.
"Y/n? what are you doing?"
"Nothing Jack, tell Dean I'll be down in a minute"
Something in your voice must have given it away because your sweet boyfriend seemed more worried and determined to find out what was wrong and why it was making you so troubled. (He was also 110% prepared to throw hands).
"No wait you sound pretty upset, whats wrong? You can trust me you know"
"Jack I know I can trust you its not that, I just-". You voice got caught in your throat.
Your self esteem and your self confidence were definitely not topics you talked about openly but you knew that Jack was not planning on leaving anytime soon. The person he cared about the most was upset and he couldn't stand seeing you unhappy. As he puts a comforting hand on your shoulder, you try to find the right words.
"I just really don't like the way my body looks... or the way it doesn't move or work the way it should. I don't like hearing comments from other people about how I'm not taking care of myself properly or that I need to fix all my physical 'problems'".
Jack paused for a moment, tilting his head you could see him trying to process all of what you had just said.
"I don't understand? you can find beauty in small things and you can find beauty in others but why can't you find beauty in yourself? Especially when you're far more beautiful than anything or anyone I've seen so far"
You cover your face partially out of embarrassment and partially because you're blushing at his words. Noticing your change in attitude he frowns, putting a comforting arm around your shoulder he states softly and with a lot of confidence,
"Y/n you don't have to be embarrassed. You're truly beautiful and I think you should own that"
Unintentionally meeting his eyes you really begin to realize everything Jack had been saying to you. You had heard similar words all over body positive blogs and magazines but they had nothing on Jack and the way he cared... the way he genuinely ment those words no matter what you looked like.
As you were thinking, the air around you stopped moving and the scene around you began to fade. Jack was in front of you and he was the only thing you could clearly see. He was the person that mattered most to you and the one person you deeply loved.
Leaning forward his soft lips met your own. Your hands cupping his face and his gently on your shoulders.
"I love you so much jack. You don't even understand how much I treasure you being in my life"
"I love you lots too Y/n and please don't change, you're truly stunning the way you are"
