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angelst4re · 9 hours
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hi bffs! i really want to give you all something whilst i’m working on this counterfeit jamie fic (I’M ON PART 4 RN!! it’s definitely gonna be a long series) so i thought maybe you could send me requests for headcanons/drabbles/short fics that you want me to write!! especially as my attention span is sooo bad rn i cant focus on one thing for too long cos i’ll get bored or distracted LMAO
I MISS YOU GUYS SM AND I ALSO WANT TO SAY 1000 FOLLOWERS??? HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?? ILYSM!!! 🫶🫶🫶
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angelst4re · 24 days
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A COUNTERFEIT JAMIE SERIES ASH YOUR GOING TO BE SPOILING US😭
Please take your time sweetie I’m so happy your coming back I’ve missed your works <3
YES!!! i’ve written two parts of it already so i’m aiming for a 4/5 part series? and i want to make sure i’ve written it fully before i post any of it so i know it won’t be left unfinished!! :) and i’m trying my best to make it one of the best fics i’ve written so far and i’m really happy with it at the moment! i might even post a preview soon idk🤭
but i have missed posting so much!! i might do a catch up post soon to explain where i’ve been and what i’ve been up to, but i really can’t wait to come back IVE MISSED YOU ALL SO MUCH!!! :( <3
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angelst4re · 2 months
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heyy are you okay? you've been saying that you would be back 1 month ago, and you still haven't posted anything :( hope you're alright, i love your account so so much!! 🫶🏻🤍
hi my love, i’m okay! it was just bad timing really that i wanted to come back and then suddenly i made so many plans with my friends and family so i haven’t had any time to finish anything that i’ve started writing 🥲🥲 but i promise i’m doing great and i will be coming at some point, im just not sure when… but thank you so much 🫶🫶 ily!! <3
(i also thought i’d mention that my priority fic that i’m trying my hardest to find time to write at the moment is a multiple part counterfeit jamie one so… 🤭)
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angelst4re · 2 months
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i missed you so much love <3 how are you?? can't wait to read your next works about jamie, take care of yourself, mwah xxx
hi love!! i’m great <3 i’ve missed writing so much so i’m really happy to be back :)
i’ve actually gotten so many requests in the last 24 hours so i’m gonna get writing this week so hopefully at the weekend there’ll be some new fics 🫶🫶
and i just want to say thank you so much for bearing with me whilst i’ve been gone, i thought everyone might have moved on in the time i’ve been missing so it’s been so lovely to come back to so many of you still interacting with me! I LOVE YOU!!! <33
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angelst4re · 3 months
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Gonna start holding you at knife point until you updatING this IS A THREAT
Jamie Tumblr has been taken over by the Jess haters and we need POSITIVITY BACK
LITERALLY i’ve disappeared for a few months and THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS????
i think it’s about time for my comeback so SEND ME IDEAS FOR ANY FICS OR IF YOU WANT ME TO CONTINUE ANY SERIES THAT IVE STARTED OR PART 2S OR ANYTHING 🫶🫶 IM JUST IN THE MOOD TO WRITE <3
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angelst4re · 4 months
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BABE where did u go i’m going through withdrawals 😭💀
I’M STILL HERE LOVE🫶🫶 i just haven’t had any motivation to write for weeks if not even MONTHS!!
i do have a few ideas for some fics that i’ve got saved on my notes app so i might have to go through them soon AND MAKE A COMEBACK??? <33
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angelst4re · 7 months
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hi !! ur most recent post just gave me sm motivation! i’m working on a prof!jamie x reader fic and idk why that just inspired me to keep writing !!
but i do want to add, our stories both have very close similarities (both out of relationships recently and the same age gap and some small details) and i just don’t want you to think i copied you when i eventually publish! i respect you so much as a writer and have been a long time reader and silent supporter of you ❤️
hi my love!! i would never think that! <3 it’s quite a common thing to write about and even if there are some similarities between our stories i’m sure it won’t be an exact copy :)
but thank you sm!! and i’m so happy my writing motived you! and i can’t wait to read this fic when it’s eventually posted <3
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angelst4re · 7 months
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hi sweetie! i have been dying for a teacher x student type of story trope with jamie ;) with some smut if your comfortable <3
i dont think i've ever written for teacher!jamie before so i could not just let this request sit in my inbox for another 4 months... i also combined it with a jealous jamie smut request but i'm thinking of making a part 2 to this which has more jealous jamie... which i may even be writing right now!!! <3
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Sugar- Teacher!Jamie x Reader
♡ warnings: NSFW!!! contains smut!!! please don't read if you're not comfortable love! NEITHER AGES ARE SPECIFIED BUT READER IS 18+ <3 it’s only ever mentioned that theres a 15 year age gap
♡ notes: i attempted to keep this as gender neutral as possible but reader is afab! also i kinda rushed this because i just needed to post something!! but there's going to be a part 2 I PROMISE!!!
“...Oh, and don’t forget, y/l/n, we have a one to one scheduled for 3:30 to discuss your exam results. I’ll be in my office.” Mr Bower, who insisted you call him Jamie, reminded you with a smile as you left the classroom. 
“I haven’t forgotten, sir.” You say as you turn back around to smile at him, and give him a little wave before you leave the room. 
You had two hours to spare before your meeting with the music teacher, and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t spend the majority of the time in the bathroom making sure you looked perfect. You had been waiting for a moment like this, a moment alone with the teacher that has plagued your mind since the beginning of the school year. You and your friends, and most likely the entire class, had been captivated by not only his looks but his personality. Having learnt that he had recently become single after a three year long relationship, you felt like you stood a chance, but then you were quickly reminded of the 15 year age gap. 
However, his behaviour around you didn’t go unnoticed. You’d catch him eyeing you up when you would come in wearing a new outfit that evidently boosted your confidence, or you would catch him looking over at you whilst you were in the middle of a written exam, and he would quickly divert his eyes when they met yours. 
Despite the clear indication he may be into you the way you’re into him, you both had a very positive, friendly relationship. He would give you the best tips and advice, and be more than willing to help you progress in the ways you wished to, as he would with anybody in the class, but there was one particular encounter that you couldn’t stop thinking about. 
You and your boyfriend, Andy, had a fight the night before and you had missed your class in the morning. Jamie got in contact with you to ask about the absence, and you felt comfortable enough to explain the situation to him. He told you that even if you didn’t attend your classes that day, to at least come in to talk about how you’re feeling. He assured you that although he didn’t qualify as a therapist, it would be good to talk to someone. And so you did. 
You came in with unbrushed hair, wearing yesterday's clothes and threw yourself onto the chair in his office as you broke down in tears. You don’t remember much of that day, besides the pet names he would casually drop into his sentences. 
Sweetheart, love, darling.
He definitely knew how to charm. 
You also had a memory of staining his white shirt with tears as he let you cry into his chest, telling him how your boyfriend was a dick. How he was caught in bed with a random girl (to which there was proof) but he tried to convince you it never happened. 
You remember Jamie telling you something along the lines of, “every failed relationship should be thought of as a blessing. It might be upsetting to see it come to an end, but it means you’re still yet to find the one out there who’s for you, and it's giving the chance to find them. The one that will treat you right, even on their bad days. You’ll never know where this person may be, but they’re definitely out there.”
It was apparent through a quick google search that Jamie was definitely experienced when it came to relationships, so you knew to trust him on this one. 
You kept checking the time on your phone, waiting and waiting and waiting for it to hit 3:25 so you could begin walking towards Jamie’s office, but the time seemed to pass so slow. 
It was only 3pm. 
You sighed, placing your phone back down on the table you were sat at in the library. All your friends had gone home as you finish early on a Wednesday, yet you agreed to meet Jamie today as it was the only afternoon he had free this week. 
Only seconds after placing your phone down on the table, the screen lights up as it begins to ring, the noise causing everyone to turn around, some even sending dirty looks your way as you pick up your bag and leave, answering the phone as you begin to walk towards the building where Jamie’s office was. 
“What do you want, Andy?” You sighed, holding the phone up to your ear. 
“I miss you,” he said, a feeble attempt to guilt trip you, “I was just looking at some old pictures and-”
“It was your idea for us to take a break in the first place. I’m not just going to drop everything and come running back to you because you ‘miss me’.” 
“I’m sorry, okay. I realised what I did was wrong and…” 
You stopped listening to what Andy was saying as Jamie passed you in the hallway, sensing your distressed state he stopped quickly to mouth an ‘is everything okay?’, to which you nodded your head. 
“I don’t care, okay. Whatever you have to say I’m sure I’ve heard it all before. When I’m ready to talk to you I will, until then just please give me some space.” You say before ending the call, and you jump as you realise Jamie was waiting by your side. 
You were blocking the door to his office. 
“I’m so sorry!” You apologise, stepping to the side. 
“Don’t apologise!” Jamie gasped, as if you had offended him, before opening the door for you, “we can start early if that’s okay with you, I have nothing else planned this afternoon.” 
Nodding your head, you entered his office. 
“So he’s still giving you grief- Andy?” 
“How did you guess?” You scoff as you sit down on the chair opposite his desk. 
“I don’t know how a someone like you can stay with someone like him-”
“We’re on a break, actually.” You interrupted. “Although he seems to care about me more now than he did in the 8 months we were together.” 
“You need to leave him for good, sweetheart.” He told you, as he rummaged through the cabinet beside his desk, pulling out your exam papers and setting them in front of you. “So, let’s begin!”
Only twenty minutes into the session, your phone began to ring again, and you apologised to Jamie, getting ready to leave the room to take the call before realising it was Andy again. Jamie didn't look best impressed as you ran a hand through your hair stressfully. 
“Give me your phone.” Jamie sighed. 
“No, it’s okay, really. I’ll just switch it off-”
“Y/n. Phone.”
The sternness in his voice sent chills through your body, yet a warmth grew in your lower stomach. 
By the time you handed your phone over to him, Andy had stopped calling. Hopefully, he had given up, but you knew he would keep going until he got his way, like always. 
“You know, sweetheart, the look on your face when you saw it was him calling you told me everything.” Jamie said, leaning back in his chair. 
“What do you mean?” You scoffed. 
“You know what I mean, darling. Please stop trying to convince yourself he’s a good guy, not when he treats you like shit and expects you to drop everything for him. You deserve better.”
“And how do you know that? Sure, me and Andy might have our moments, but when he can be nice… he’s somebody completely different. Deep down, he’s a really good guy, Jamie.” You explain, feeling tears of frustration begin to gloss your eyes. 
“I’m not buying it, love.” He said, shaking his head in disbelief. 
And that was all it took to push you over the edge, shoving your phone into your bag as you pushed your exam papers towards him and stood up. 
“That’s it, I’m not taking this anymore.” You frown, turning around to leave. 
“There we go, that’s what you should say next time Andy’s on the phone-”
“Oh, Jamie, won’t you just shut up!” You shout, throwing your arms in the air. “What is your fucking problem today?”
“Well, technically your ‘boyfriend’ isn’t my problem, so…”
“Why do you care so much?” You finally say after a moment's silence, your hands placed on the back of the chair you were previously sitting on. 
“You’re my student. It’s my job to care.” He answers, simply. 
“But there’s more to it than that. Isn’t there?” You swallow, bracing yourself for his reply, “c’mon Jamie, I’m not stupid.” 
“What are you trying to imply, darling?” He chuckles, standing up from his chair and making his way towards you, “are you talking about the way I catch you staring at me in class when everyone else is working, or how about when I hear you gossiping with your friends about my love life, or about how you could tell I had used a different aftershave one day…” 
The smirk on his face was devilish, but you had no time to process that with your recent revelation. 
“You’re jealous.” You stated, turning to look up at him. “You’re jealous of Andy.” 
“Darling, I have no need to be jealous of him. Not when I know you’re leaving him.” 
“You don’t know whether I’m-”
You never got to finish that sentence as you were met with his lips on yours. His hand came up to cup your cheek, his thumb wiping away a tear which had fallen in your moment of frustration. As he pulled back from the kiss, he pressed his forehead against yours before whispering,
“What if I prove you- show to you why you should leave him, hm?” He asked, although it wasn’t much of a question as he could tell by the way you were looking at him what the answer was going to be. “I need words, baby.” 
“Yes.” You managed to say, after catching your breath. 
A smile spread across Jamie’s lips briefly before you pulled him back in, missing the feeling of his soft lips against yours. With one hand on your waist, holding you against him, the other was placed on your cheek again, whilst your arms wrapped around his neck. You had dreamt and fantasised about this moment for months, but you never expected it to ever happen. It was always more of a scenario to help you fall asleep rather than something that would actually come true. 
“Does he fuck you good, hm? The way you want?” He asks, breathlessly, as he lifts you up onto his desk, shoving everything out of the way. 
You shake your head, using the slight space between you to reach for his belt, but he seemed to have other plans. 
“Has he ever gone down on you?” He asked bluntly, his fingers dipping into the waistband of your shorts, easing them down your legs along with your underwear. 
You once again shake your head, you have only received head once, and that was during a drunk fling at your friends birthday party- and even then you didn’t get to finish. 
Jamie simply chuckled, as if to say he wasn’t surprised. 
“Poor thing,” he frowns, lowering himself to his knees in front of you as he holds your legs open for him, placing kisses on your inner thighs, trailing down to your knees before going back up again, stopping where you needed him the most. “You ever cum when he fucks you?” 
And as if on command, you shook your head again.
“Only when I’m alone.” You confess. 
“Oh yeah, and who do you think about whilst you touch yourself?” He teases, his thumb gently stroking your clit as you fight the urge to close your legs. He looks up at you, stopping all movement as he waits on your answer. 
“You, I think about you, Jamie.” You whine.
“Oh, honey, I know.” He says before you feel his lips on your skin, his tongue circling your clit as his fingers move a little lower, finding your opening and teasing circles around it before gently pushing one in. 
His fingers were a favourite in your fantasies, thinking about what they could do, and he certainly did not disappoint. 
A second finger followed the first and they began curling inside you, searching for a spot Jamie was sure your ex would never have been able to find, and when you let out a choked moan he smirked against you, knowing he’d found it. 
Hif fingers rubbed against this spot inside you as his tongue licked, sucked and nibbled on the sensitive nub, and you were frighteningly close to the edge. You had never reached your high so quickly before, but as his hot breath fanned over your clit you tumbled off the edge, your orgasm washing over you. Your release began to drip down his hand as he continued at the pace he started, and your legs shook as you panted, your fingers pulling at his hair. 
“Jesus,” you whispered breathlessly. 
“Just me, darling.” He smirked, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before coming back up to place a kiss on your forehead. 
You couldn’t believe the timing as there was a knock at the door to Jamie’s office. The two of you both froze for a moment, before Jamie handed you your clothes and rushed to the door. 
“Mr Bower, I know you usually go home early today but Margaret told me you were here so I was just wondering if I could-” 
“I’m in a meeting right now, Sasha, can you wait just two minutes?” He put on his best grin as he his behind the slightly open door to disguise his hard on. 
“Oh, of course! Sorry to interrupt!” The girl apologised before Jamie shut the door. 
“Sorry, sweetheart, we have to cut it short today. But you’re sure to be back in here later this week, or should I say let's reschedule?” He tried to hide his smirk when your legs wobbled as you got off his desk.
“I’m available all week, unless I decide to see Andy-”
“Honey, if I have to hear about him once more-”
“You’ll get all heated and fuck me senseless over your desk?” You grinned, feeling slightly giddy after the mind blowing orgasm he had given you, “why on earth would I want that?”
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angelst4re · 8 months
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Love where is this henry drabble🥲
okay so i may or may not have forgotten about that… so here it is :) it isn’t very long i think this is actually the shortest thing i’ve written but i literally wrote it at 4am when i couldn’t sleep and i kept thinking…..
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pairing: Henry Creel x GN!reader
warnings: NSFW!!! it’s not real smut or anything but it’s pretty nsfw TRUST ME!!! okay reading this back i think it is quite smutty
notes: please please please send me drabble/headcanon requests!!! i love them and they’re so much easier to write when i’m busy!!! <3 (also i’m posting this from my phone which is so weird i’ve never done this before??!!?!)
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Henry was woken up to feel you grinding against his thigh, small whimpers leaving your mouth every now and again. He had assumed you were awake, teasing him, so he rolled over, a lazy smile on his face only to find you were still asleep. With each roll of your hips, your leg applied pressure to his cock, and he could feel himself getting hard.
“Hey,” he whispered, gently giving your shoulders a shake in an attempt to wake you up. Your eyes opened, and confusion was plastered on your face. “You feeling needy, baby?” Henry whispered, his voice still raspy from sleep.
You weakly nodded your head, still not fully awake. Henry pushed his boxers down slightly, enough for his cock to slap against his stomach as he reached over, taking off your sleep shorts and underwear, letting you kick them off.
He muttered a ‘come here’ and helped you on to his lap. You’d made quite a mess of yourself, so he smirked as he used the slick leaking from you to smear over his dick as he pumped himself in his fist.
Slowly, he helped lower you on to him. The both of you groaned at the feeling, and you collapsed onto his chest, finally feeling full.
Both of you were still too tired to move, and Henry could see the closeness was provided a comfort to you, so he couldn’t complain.
It wasn’t long before you fell asleep on his chest, and he knew he had to move you slightly so he could feel a little more comfortable, however he knew that moving you may not be a good idea.
He slightly moved his hips, and you rolled your hips down on him involuntarily. He bit his lip, holding back a ‘fuck’ that threatened to slip his lips. You felt so warm around him, and he knew that he wouldn’t last long like this if you carried on moving like that.
You laid atop his chest, and he ran his fingers through your hair as he desperately tried to distract himself, to take his mind elsewhere and fall asleep like you had done so easily. He told himself he would get his ‘revenge’ in the morning, that he’d get you back for teasing him like this. He let that thought take over his mind, and he soon fell asleep, his arm wrapped around you as you slept peacefully on his chest (and on his cock.)
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angelst4re · 8 months
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thanks for the tag!! @carriewritesblog <3
Last Song: granite by sleep token
Currently Watching: i’m starting good omens 2 today!
Currently Reading: city of heavenly fire by cassandra clare!
Latest Obsession: reading jonathan crane/scarecrow fics on ao3… oppenheimer really brought back my love for cillian murphy and ofc my favourite character of his would be the dc villain! (i also truly believe jamie should play scarecrow in the rpattz batman universe. i mean imagine robert pattinson, barry keoghan, paul dano AND JAMIE in the same movie…)
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Tagged by my wifey for lifey @corroded-hellfire (thank you bby ilysm)
Last song: What Was I Made For? by Billie Eilish
Currently watching: Shameless US season 11
Currently reading: Devolution by Max Brooks
Latest obsession: Honestly? Role-playing. I LOVE doing it, it's honestly reignited the love for writing and characters I used to have. And the friends I've made within the community? Absolute soul savers, they're truly incredible and I'm so grateful for them.
Tagging: @melodymunson, @yeelena, @angelscoops, @lilacdesired, @rosesgrownbytheseaside, @spicysix, @comfortcharactercraze, @keeponquinning and @bowersbubbles <333
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angelst4re · 8 months
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Hi angel 💕 Could you write a counterfeit jamie smut where the reader used to be friends with benefits with him and he comes back to her town on tour and she ends up in his hotel room if you know what I mean 🤭I love you’re writing <3
hi lovely!! thank you so much!! im sooo sorry for making you wait so long THIS REQUEST IS LITERALLY FROM FEBRUARY??? i hope it's worth the wait :)
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Addiction- Counterfeit!Jamie x Reader
warnings: NSFW!!! this contains smut so if that makes you feel uncomfortable then please don't read!! <3
notes: it's been a while... for the last month i've been so busy and when i haven't been busy i've been thinking about noah sebastian and/or cillian murphy (jamie i am sorry i'm in a hoe phase rn!!) but i also have a henry creel drabble to post tomorrow as well so keep an eye out for that :) ALSO I WANNA SAY A BIG THANK YOU FOR BEING PATIENT WITH ME!!!! (p.s. this isn't proof read and i wrote this over the span of three weeks so i apologise for any mistakes!!)
When you received the message from Jamie telling you he’s playing a show in your city, you couldn’t contain your excitement. You were out for lunch with two of your friends, who were questioning the wide grin on your face. 
“Oh, I just know she’s texting Matt again,” one of your friends smirked, eyeing you up, “are you ever going to meet up with him? You’ve been talking for almost 3 months?!”
“Oh, no, it’s Jamie. He’s playing here with his band next month, he wants me to come and see them. He’s sent two tickets, I could ask for an extra one if you wanted to come with me-”
“That’s perfect! You can ask Matt to come with you!” Your other friend suggested, although it came off as more of a demand. 
“But what if he asks about how I know Jamie? I couldn’t really explain that on a first date.” 
“Well, just tell him he’s a friend, maybe leave out the ‘with benefits’ part.”
“We stopped that a while ago, actually. I haven’t seen him for almost a year, we’re kinda just friends now.” 
“Then that’s your story sorted then,” your friend grinned, picking your phone up from the table and placing it in your hand, “now tell Matt he’s got a concert to go to.” 
You were surprised when Matt texted back, telling you he’s never heard of counterfeit before, but he’ll happily listen to them and come with you. You felt a little bad for lying to him, telling him you had no one else to come with you as your friends were working that weekend. 
On the evening of the show, Matt came to pick you up. You would’ve usually dressed quite casual for a concert, specifically one of Jamie’s, but this was also a date. You stepped out of your house wearing a black dress, comfortable shoes and a cute handbag to match the outfit. 
“You look amazing,” Matt said, unable to wipe the smile from his face, “let’s get going!” 
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“That guy right there,” Matt shouted through the noise, pointing at Jamie, “is your friend?” His mouth was open in disbelief as you nodded your head. He had already had four beers, and you had only been here just over an hour. 
“Yeah, I met him at one of the restaurants I used to work at. It’s a funny story actually, some crazy fangirls were waiting outside for him to leave so I kinda helped him ‘escape’ through the back…” You trailed off as you noticed he wasn’t paying attention to anything you were saying, his attention was elsewhere. 
“Cool, I’m gonna get another drink, do you want one?” 
You shook your head and watched as he disappeared off into the crowd. 
Your eyes were drawn to Jamie, reminiscing on the times you had spent together. The times your bodies were intertwined beneath the covers and the times you spent laughing together in the car. You missed him, it was truly like it was a ‘right person, wring time’ kind of situation. 
Time passed and passed and you realised Matt hadn’t come back yet. Surely the line wasn’t that long? You just assumed he had gone to the bathroom, especially after drinking that much. But another 15 minutes passed and he still hadn’t returned, so you went to search for him. You assumed he wouldn’t have wandered far from the bar, so you were heading in that direction. 
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You were pushed up against the hotel door, slamming it shut as his lips met yours. One of your hands found his hair whilst the other was grasping at his shirt, as if you were hanging on to him for your life. The familiar smell of his aftershave, mixed with cigarettes gave you a feeling of nostalgia, and it was as if you were experiencing deja vu. 
His hands were on your thighs, pushing your dress up higher and higher, until his cold hands met your bare hips. 
“Jamie,” you gasped, pulling back for air. As if he couldn’t take his mouth off you, his lips were now on your neck, kissing and nibbling the spot he knew would make your knees buckle. 
The last thing you expected tonight was to leave the show with the singer. With Jamie. But after you went to look for Matt, you caught him with his tongue down another girl's throat. A part of you felt sick, betrayed, but another part of you felt relieved. However, you would never admit that’s how you felt, especially not to your friends. 
Jamie had given you a backstage pass, and cleared it with security before the show. You knew how the night was going to end as soon as you received the text from him. 
“Why does this always happen,” Jamie asked rhetorically, against the skin of your shoulder as he continued to pepper kisses, “always end up coming back to you.” 
You smile at his words, it was true. The two of you just couldn’t seem to keep your hands off each other when you were together. 
Before you could process what had happened, you were pushed against the table, and Jamie took your thighs, lifting you to sit on the edge of it as he got down to his knees. 
His kisses began at your ankle, and he looked up at you as they got closer and closer. Your calves, your knees and eventually your upper thigh. 
“I’ve missed you.” He confessed as he held your thighs open, one finger pushing your underwear to the side. 
He dragged a finger through your slick folds, earning a sigh from you as he grazed your clit. You looked down to see a smirk plastered on his face. His eyes briefly met yours before he placed a kiss over your clit, the tip of his tongue nudging it as you dug your nails into the underneath of the wooden table you were sitting on. Jamie quickly noticed this, and the hand that was holding your legs open for him guided your hands back to his hair. 
“Shit.” You gasped as you felt a finger gently press into your entrance, his lips now wrapped around your clit, sucking and nipping at it. “M-more…” You managed to whisper. 
“That’s not how we ask for something, is it, darling?” Jamie teased, a devilish glint in his eyes as two of his fingers pressed into you, agonisingly slow. 
“Please,” you whimpered, “I need… I want more, please, Jamie.” 
Jamie chuckled, his thumb now replacing his mouth on your clit as his fingers pumped in and out of you. He stood back up, towering over you before leaning down to kiss you, giving you a taste of yourself as he did so. 
“I’ve missed hearing you beg,” he whispered, “come on, sweetheart, let go for me. I know you're close.” 
He was right. You swore he knew your body better than you did. 
You could feel the knot in your belly tightening, getting ready to snap at any moment. 
“You’re making such a mess, y’know that? My messy girl, can feel you dripping down my hand,” you could tell what he was doing, he was trying to push you to the edge, he knew what effect his words had on you, and he was taking advantage of that, “that’s it, angel. You can do it, cum for me.” 
And that did it. 
Your head was thrown back, your thighs trying to close around him as he continued to work you through your orgasm. The moans falling from your lips were muffled by his as he slipped his tongue into your mouth. 
His fingers slipped out of you and he reached for your thighs, his slick coated fingers leaving your skin sticky as he pressed his body against yours, causing you to wrap your legs around his waist as he carried you towards the bed. 
As your back hit the mattress, he began to undress. You took off your ruined underwear before you reached for your dress, to slip it off, but he called out to stop you. 
“Hey, leave it on. It looks so fucking sexy.” He growled, unbuckling his belt to let his trousers fall to the ground. 
He kneeled on the bed and shuffled his way between your legs, holding them open for him as he leaned down to kiss you once again. 
“Jamie, please.” You whined, lifting your hips to try and get him to do something. 
“Fuck, I don’t know if I’m going to be able to hold back, darling. It’s been a while since I’ve…” He doesn’t finish his sentence as you reach your hand between your bodies, palming his hard cock through his boxers. 
He grabs your wrists, his fingers digging into the skin sure to leave bruises for you to look back on in the days to come. 
“I didn’t tell you that you could touch, now, did I?” His eyes had darkened with need and lust, and the way his face twisted into a devilish smile made a whimper slip from your lips. “So desperate for me, aren’t you baby. I knew all those years ago I had ruined you for any other man, this just proves it, hm?” 
With one hand pinning your arms above your head, the other one comes down to drag his thumb over your bottom lip, before you welcome him into your mouth, gently sucking on the tip of his thumb. 
“Shit,” he muttered under his breath, “keep your hands here, okay? I know you will, you’re my good girl, right?” 
You nod your head and manage to say a muffled ‘yes’ as his thumb presses down on your tongue as he uses his now spare hand to push his boxers down, letting his cock free from its restraints. 
He wastes no time, swiping his fingers over your slick, spreading it over his dick before pumping himself a couple times. His breathing is heavy as he lines himself up with you, your hips squirming as you wait for him to finally push in, but he takes his time teasing you beforehand. When the tip finally slips into you, you both let out a moan and his head falls forwards, buried where your neck meets your shoulder. 
It’s clear that neither of you have had any action lately, as you both need to take a moment before Jamie begins to move. You dig your nails into the pillow as he begins to slowly move his hips. 
His hand that was once over your mouth trails down and rests on your neck, applying a little pressure as your eyes fall shut. You feel how his cock slides into you, nudging spots inside you that made you shiver. He would pull back out until only the tip was left inside, before fucking back into you, getting progressively rougher. 
“You look so pretty like this, baby.” He said before leaning down to capture your lips with his. 
You wrapped your legs around his waist, keeping your hands planted above your head as you melted into the kiss. You took advantage of the use of your legs, if you couldn’t touch him with your hands. 
One of Jamie’s hands slid between your bodies to find your clit again, using his thumb to try and bring you the edge, knowing he wouldn’t last much longer. In the past, you and Jamie went maybe 2 or 3 rounds sometimes in one night. However, it was different tonight. You hadn't seen each other in a long time, let alone had sex. 
His pace began to quicken, his thrusts getting rougher and rougher. He buried his face in your neck once more and you couldn’t help but tangle your fingers into his hair, gently tugging on the blonde locks. 
“Shit,” he gasped, masked by a dark chuckle as he kissed your neck. 
“J-Jamie…” Your mind was too clouded by everything to even think about forming a proper sentence, but Jamie knew you and your body better than you knew yourself, and vice versa. 
You knew he was getting close by the way his cock twitched inside you. Your grasp on his hair tightened as you felt your high getting closer and closer. 
“Inside.” Was the final word you managed to mutter into his ear before you came undone, your legs locking around him, making sure he wouldn’t pull out before you came down from your high. 
As you were beginning to catch your breath, your muscles relaxing as you lay there blissed out, felt him twitch in you once more, cumming inside you with a moan, followed by your name. You rocked your hips as he stilled inside of you, milking his cock of every last drop. 
“Fuck,” he groaned, follow by a chuckle as he smiled lazily down at you, “you don’t understand how much I’ve missed you.”
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You're welcome x
ahhhhhh!!!!!! it’s literally 2:30am and when i tell you i had to stop myself from giggling so i don’t wake anyone up- JAMIE’S GOT MOVES!! <33
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angelst4re · 8 months
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Hey love! Just checking in. Hope you're okay <3
hi my love!! thank you! <3 i’m okay i’ve just been sooo busy lately! i thought after finishing college for the summer i’d have more free time but no. that was a lie. but i do have fics that are half written in my drafts that i need to actually get around to finishing and as i have some time right now i think that’s what i’m gonna do… :)
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angelst4re · 8 months
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Hi lovely I hope your ok 💕 I haven’t seen you post in a while and I’m starting to miss you 😂🥰 But take your time and take care of yourself <3
hi love!! i’m doing well and i hope you are too :)
i honestly didn’t realise how long it’s been since i’ve actually posted anything… it’s almost been a whole month?? but i promise there’s stuff on the way!! in fact i’m actually writing a counterfeit jamie smut right now… and i have a feeling it’s going to be a long one… hopefully i’ll finish it in time to post it this weekend!! thank you for being patient with me <3
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angelst4re · 9 months
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Hi love! I hope you're doing great. Could I request a Jamie x trans!male where reader is an actor on stranger things with Jamie, except nobody knows that he is trans (because it's not important obviously!) Only Jamie knows, as he is his partner. They attend a comic con and for some reason, a "fan" who maybe happens to know reader pre transition? Basically outs him. Something like "why haven't you told people you are trans?" And reader sort of dissociates. Jamie takes readers hand and pulls him off stage to comfort him and reassure him! Lots of fluff please!!
Something very similar happened to me. I was joining a DnD club and my friend at the time said Infront of them "they know you're trans right?" Which SUCKED because I pass really well! I just wish Jamie could have rescued me 😂
hi my love!!! i really liked writing this it was such a nice idea and i just think that jamie fluff>>> and i'm so sorry that happened to you :( i also wish jamie could've come to the rescue!!!
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Comfort- Jamie Campbell Bower x Trans!Male Reader
summary: in the request! :)
warnings: none??
notes: i can't wait to finish college and work placement so i have more time to write <3 i'm hoping to be done by the 10th of july so i may not post much more before then? (it's literally only in 10 days <3)
When you were told you got the role as a ‘friendly orderly’ in stranger things, you knew everything in your life would be a little different. You were invited to premieres and award shows and exclusive parties you never thought you would’ve been let in to before, it really helped your acting career take off. You had a handful of loyal fans and supporters in the beginning, and that has only grown and grown given your role in the new show. And also your boyfriend. 
You met Jamie on set, of course, and even filmed a few scenes together and the tension between the two of you was undeniable. You both got along so well, and you couldn’t deny he was insanely attractive, even when the two of you were in character you found yourself forgetting lines and blushing at the eye contact you two had to hold. 
It took a while for the two of you to go public, you worried about the reactions from his fans, whether they would like you and accept you or not. But there was nothing to worry about at all. They adored you. 
When it was announced that a certain comic con was coming up, and that you and Jamie were both invited and would both be doing photos together, everyone rushed to buy tickets to meet you and him, and although you were obviously excited, you couldn’t help but feel nervous. 
“Are you okay, love?” Jamie asked, taking your hand in his. You were both sitting in the back of the car that was escorting you to the event. 
“I’m not sure.” You frowned, fiddling with one of the rings of Jamie’s fingers. “I’ve never done something quite like this before.”
“It’ll be okay, it can get really stressful when everyone’s being made to rush, but it’s really more fun than anything. I still remember my first comic con, I was scared shitless,” Jamie chuckled as he thought back on the memory, “but it’ll be okay, okay? I’ll be with you for most of the day, and when I’m not there will still be someone with you at all times. Everything will be okay, I promise.” He said before taking your hand and placing a kiss on the back of your palm, “oh look, we’re here.” 
Everything will be okay. 
Everything will be okay.
Everything started off okay. You weren’t expecting so much love from everyone that came to see you, and you weren’t expecting so many gifts either. Your arms were full of bracelets they had made or bought for you and your neck was decorated with different necklaces. Maybe Jamie was right. 
Everything will be okay. 
That was until it was time for the q&a at yours and Jamie’s panel. 
“So, I have a question for y/n,” you felt a tinge of anxiety, as most of the questions were for Jamie, but you nodded your head and gave the person a smile. “I’ve been a fan of your work for a while now, I’ve basically been there since the beginning, so I was just wondering why haven’t you told people that you’re trans?”
You felt cold rush through your body, as if your veins had turned to ice. You felt your stomach sink and everything around you seemed to be a blur. All you could hear was the continuous thumping of your heart in your chest. Your mind felt… empty, as if you had no thoughts at all. But then you heard Jamie’s voice, you couldn’t work out what he was saying, but you knew it was him. 
“Pardon my language,” he began, raising his hand as if to excuse the rest of the crowd from what he was about to say, as he stared the person down as he spoke, “but why the fuck would he need to explain himself? That’s my boyfriend, and he almost didn’t come today because he was worried about cunts like you. If he wanted everyone to know, he would’ve told them, if you’re really a ‘fan’, like you say you are, you should’ve fucking known that.” 
Jamie placed the mic down on the floor as he followed you off stage. He felt a bit bad for the fans that had been waiting all day for the panel and had spent money on it, but right now you were his top priority. He guided you out to one of the private designated smoking areas, glad that no one else was around. 
“Jamie…” You murmured, your hands shaking by your sides. 
“Breathe, okay. Just like me, in… and out… and in…” 
He attempted to calm you down, to ground you again, and it was proving to be successful. 
“I just wanted the ground to swallow me up,” you confessed, “I just- I don’t understand.” 
Jamie kissed your forehead and ran his fingers through your hair. You couldn’t hold it back anymore. The feeling of not wanting to be here, knowing this could have been avoided, the fact that you were overwhelmed, you felt sick, and cold, and tired, and just your overall adoration for Jamie, it had all built up. You wrapped your arms around your boyfriend and buried your face in his chest, beginning to feel tears stain Jamie’s jumper. 
Jamie’s hands rubbed your back as he held you close, a small act that comforted you. This is all you need right now, to know he’s got you. He swayed you both side to side a little bit, kissing your forehead before resting his chin atop your head. 
“Have I told you how good you look today?” Jamie asked, and the corners of your mouth lifted into a smile. 
“You always do, J.” 
“And I always mean it,” he said softly.
“I don’t know if I want to go back out there.” You frowned, looking towards the door. 
“Then it’s a good job we don’t have to. We were leaving after that anyway.” 
“I just can’t believe they said that, though. I knew one day something was bound to come out but I thought I’d- I mean, I feel like- I didn’t think-”
“Hey, hey, hey,” Jamie soothed you, his hand gently placed on your cheek as he stopped you from overwhelming yourself again, “you didn’t know this was going to happen, okay? And I swear nothing’s going to change. I’ve always got you, never forget that, love.” 
“I know, Jamie, but my phone- I’m going to get flooded by comments and messages and-”
“Hey,” he took you by the shoulders, causing your attention to be back on him, “that doesn’t matter.” He said with a smile, “how about we get away for the weekend, just you and me. No phones, no social media, let’s just give it some time to calm down, okay? I don’t want you to get upset, seeing you like this just tears me apart. I love you so much, don’t forget that, darling.”
You smiled back at him, feeling tears begin to gloss your eyes again. However, these were happy tears. 
“How about we just leave, I just want to go home.” 
“Sounds good to me.” Jamie smiled as his hand continued to rub your back.
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angelst4re · 9 months
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Henry Creel NSFW Alphabet!
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warnings: NSFW!!! it's literally in the title!! :)
notes: I'M POSTING!!! I've spent weeks writing this bit by bit so if it seems a little weird or anything that may be why? idk how to explain it but i had been adding to it and changing it a lot so some things may feel out of place? Also this is entirely gender neutral!! <3
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
He can never really stay for long after sex as to make sure neither of you get caught, but he’ll make sure to clean you both up first. If he’s not busy or if he’s in a good mood he’ll stay a little longer for cuddles, but he leaves quite soon after for a cigarette before he returns to work (because Henry smokes! Real!)
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
His favourite part of his body is hips. He would never admit it, but after taking a shower, he’ll catch a glimpse of himself in the mirror and his eyes will be drawn to his hips. Even you believe they’re quite sexy. 
His favourite body part of yours is your shoulders. Once again, it may seem pretty random if he was ever to tell you, but he loves to place kisses on your shoulders when you shower together, when he’s fucking you from behind, or even when you’re getting dressed he’ll make sure to pepper your shoulders with kisses as you put your shirt on. 
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He loves to cum inside you and see it leaking from your hole when he’s done with you, it drives him wild. He loves to know that a part of him is still inside you, even when his dick isn’t. But he also doesn’t mind pulling out and cumming on you, whether it’s your stomach or your back, painting it with his seed before wiping it off. 
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Henry really wants to experiment with sex toys, but he’s too embarrassed to admit it, especially as it would be you who would have to go out and buy them. But he would really love to use them on you, knowing how you can react when he only uses his hand, mouth and dick, he’d love to see you squirming beneath him, begging, a whimpering mess. 
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Henry is experienced. Very, very experienced. After all those years in the lab, you don’t think he would’ve fucked the other orderlies or the nurses? He’s had a lot of time, meaning he’s experimented a lot so he definitely knows what he’s doing. 
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Doggy style. Sure, other positions are fun but he likes to be in control. He’ll grab your hips, pulling them back to meet his thrusts and tug on your hair. He loves to be fully in control of you when you fuck. 
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
During sex, Henry prefers to be more serious in the moment. Sex and the want/need for it is one of the only things that reminds him he’s still human, just like other men. 
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He likes to keep it tidy and clean, he doesn’t shave as regularly down there as he does his face, but he does like to keep on top of it. Sometimes when he wears his joggers for bed, and they fall past his hips, you can see a dark blonde trail that leads from below his belly button to his pelvis. 
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
He likes to hold you close, to always have his hands on your body. He may not be so into physical touch throughout the day, or with anyone who isn’t you, but during sex he craves it. His lips will always be somewhere on your body, along with his hands. 
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
He definitely used to do it almost every night before the two of you ever had sex. He’d do it to the thought of you, he’d think about how you smell, how your hands would look wrapped around his cock, how you would look with his cock in your throat… He had even managed to find a way to make it into one of your dreams, where you had truly believed it was just a dream so you acted on some of the desires you felt, and fucked him. He got off to the memory of that for a week straight. 
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Should I do another list?? I think so. 
Breath play
Bondage 
Spanking
Sir/Master
Edging 
Overstimulation
i could add so many more omg. 
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Your room. It’s the safest place to do it, although there’s still a chance that someone might hear your moans and desperate pleas for more. But he also likes to do it in the shower as it feels so much more intimate, the way both of your bodies are pressed up together, and how he has to hold you up against the wall, your legs wrapped around his torso, when you suspect another person may be in the showers. 
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Just seeing you, and the thought that when he’s finished his shift he can go and see you. The thought of you waiting for him, obeying his commands to not touch yourself until he arrives just drives him crazy, but so does just the thought of you. 
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
No threesomes. You’re his property, basically. You’re his and only his, and he hates the thought of someone seeing you the way that he does. 
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Henry Creel is the GOD of giving head. As much as he loves receiving, he loves giving too, especially when he sees how you react to him. He’s had a lot of experience over the years, but you didn’t have high expectations the first time he offered to go down on you, so you were clearly blown away by his skill. 
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
There’s nothing he loves more than rough sex. However, he isn’t opposed to taking it slowly and savouring the moment. He can do both, and so he does both. But a rough fuck will always be his favourite 
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Sometimes the only chance you get to have sex in the lab is a quickie in a cupboard or an empty office. Neither of you mind, as he can still manages to make you cum and he gets to finish too, but you wished it didn’t have to stop so soon. 
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
He lives for risks and experimenting. There’s not much he would say no to, and you’re the same. Sometimes he’ll try something a bit different and you’ll love it, and sometimes you may not but if he hadn’t tried it neither of you would’ve known. 
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Lord he can go the whole night if he could. He has incredible patience and is able to hold back his orgasm for longer than any other man you’ve been with. He’ll watch you come undone time and time again before he’s even spilled his seed. 
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Neither of you own any, but as I mentioned before he would love to try them and see how it would make you react and even see how it feels himself. He had used a vibrator once on one of his old flings, and he would love to see how a toy like that would work on you. 
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He’s always teasing you to hear your moans and whimpers and pleas. He’ll tease you to the point of insanity, begging him to touch you or for more, and he’ll simply chuckle at the state of you. 
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Neither of you can really be too loud in the lab, but he does occasionally let a moan slip from his lips, and when he does you can’t help but copy. His talking voice is already attractive, but his voice during sex is simply just something else. 
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
I don’t know what to write for this so…
The first time you fucked all started with Henry walking in on you in the shower. You were moaning his name, and you presumed the sound of the shower would drown out your noises as you touched yourself. You had almost reached your high when he pulled back the shower curtain, a prominent bulge in his white trousers as he stared at you with that teasingly devilish look in his eye. You quickly moved your hands in front of your body to cover yourself up, but he grabbed your arms, stopping you, and joined you in the shower. Fully clothed. 
“Henry, you’re going to get wet.” You told him, but that didn’t bother him as he leaned down, and crashed his lips into yours. 
There had always been an undeniable tension between the two of you, and you haven't been able to pinpoint what it was, but now it was clear to you. You caught a glimpse of his chest through his soaked white shirt, and you couldn’t help but let out a small whine at how the fabric stuck to his abs. 
“Think you can keep quiet for me, honey?” He asked as he got down on to his knees, placing a hand on your thigh. 
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Henry’s definitely got 8 inches down there and it’s always a stretch when you fuck. There’s a vein on the underside that wraps beautifully around his cock, and makes your mouth water. 
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
I’d say he’s got quite a high sex drive, he’s always down to fuck basically. He used to use it as a way to cope in the lab, and so he got stuck on chasing the feeling of that high. 
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Usually, he’d have to go back to his room or continue with his day before he could fall asleep after sex, but in the rare occasion that you spend the night together, he would clean the two of you up and get in to bed for cuddles and talk about your day before falling asleep. 
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