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bigfatbimbo · 2 months

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pegging a bratty Adam — a oneshot

a/n — WOW IT ONLY TOOK THREE WEEKS WHAT THE FUCK.

summary — somehow you convince Adam to let you peg him, he ends up enjoying it even if he doesn’t want to.

warnings — NOT PROOFREAD, dom reader, sub Adam, degradation, use of a strap on, Adam being a huge dick

“You know, your lucky i’m even letting you do this, bitch” Adam said nonchalantly from below you.

You positioned your strap against his hole, getting ready to push in at any moment. Still, Adam kept talking.

“Let’s get this straight i’m only doing this because you practically begged me to, ‘kay?” He had a shit eating, smug smile on his face.

Honestly, it took everything in you not to slap him right there. But you knew he would cram as soon as you started to play with him.

“Uh-huh, so no part of you wants to do this?” You hand found the tip of his cock and you pressed down gently.

His breath wavered, “Yes. I mean— yeah, bitch are you gonna—“ the stimulation to his cock caught him off guard, “you gonna fuck me or not?”

“Oh, happy too. Of course—“ you pull your hand away from him, “If it was only my idea we don’t have to do it.”

“Wait—“ Adam sits up straighter when you stop giving his dick attention and he no longer feels the tip of your strap against his hole.

“Yes?” you ask, fingers barley grazing the skin of his cock, but just missing. It made him irritated, but his anger only came off as a self righteous pout.

“Well I didn’t tell you to fucking stop,” he complains, crossing his arms, “Are you dumb, or something?”

Although the last part is only a mutter, you catch it.

“Are you that much of a desperate brat?” you spit with just as much, arguable more venom, “Tell me what you want and i’ll give it too you.”

Once again, you tease him with your hand, toting with his balls slightly. This time, however, he lets out a small, accidental moan.

“Fuck,” he groans, “You know what I want.”

“You can speak, can’t you? Fucking say it.”

Your nails once again hover over his cock and you position your strap just inches away from Adam’s hole.

With apparent effort, you hear a small whisper, almost a grunt, “Fuck me.”

You didn’t warn him before thrusting the plastic dick deep into him. He yelps with surprise before groaning slowly.

Unfortunately for Adam, he didn’t have time to get comfortable with the feeling before you start ramming into him rougher and faster.

“Wait— fuck, fuck!” he almost whines, shutting his eyes tightly as you rhythm starts messing with his head, “Ease up, shit.”

You don’t ‘ease up’ and if anything, get more aggressive. It felt personal, it felt mean. Like you were only going so rough on Adam because he was Adam.

“God, you’re the worst.” You hiss down at him, “Always a fucking brat. Always so fucking pathetic.”

He groaned and your words and subconsciously grabbed onto the sheets for support, “No i’m not— ah, fuck you. Fuck you!”

Your hand found its way to his dick and you pumped it slowly, making him whine at the excruciating stimulation.

“Always complaining and throwing so many tantrums. You’re insufferable, you know that?”

Adam had no control over the noises he was making, grunts, groans, and whines. He hated that feeling so much, but god, he loved it.

Your words confused him. Why were you being such a bitch? He hadn’t done anything wrong that he could think off.

“Useless slut. I bet you like my dick up your ass,” you slam your strap against his prostate, making him grab onto the headboard and yelp at the sudden surge of pleasure.

Your words, though. ‘Useless slut.’ That pissed him off.

“No— God, fuck you bitch! I didn’t do anything,” he hisses, holding back a whimper from the way your hand was pumping his cock.

All of a sudden, you give an unsolicited pump all the way to the base of his dick. He moaned, brain feeling fuzzier than usual.

“You didn’t do anything?” you growl, shoving your dick in his ass at an insane pace, making Adam’s eyes roll back slightly before he squeezes them shut. “You’ve been giving me attitude for way too long. So maybe you should stop pretending you’re not a needy bitch, already.”

Adam had something he wanted to say, he knew he did. Something mean. But for whatever reason, the harsh jeers died on his tongue, being replaced with uncharacteristic whimpers.

“You so fucking—“ he tried to stay pissy but you were clouding your his brain, “so fucking mean.”

He sounded whiny. There was no denying that. So maybe, he thought, he would just give into it. Stay like this, grunting and whining from your touch, whimpering from your harsh words.

Apart of him still needed to fight back.

“You whiny little bitch,” you scoff, harshly, “Do you ever stop complaint? Do you ever shut up?”

He only proved your point by leaning back into the pillow and, to his own dismay, arching up into your touch.

That action alone made him hate himself. Were you right about him? Maybe he was just a whiny bitch.

“Okay, shit, i’m sorry,” he groaned, “I’m sorry for being such a dick just—“

You’re movements officially take over his mind. The slamming of your strap against his ass, the relentless stroking of his leaky dick, it was all fucking with him so much.

“Please, be nice to me, fuck.” he finished with a groan of pleasure and mild complaint for what you were making him say.

All of a sudden, your movements slow to a stop. He cry’s out in disapproval and mutters a string of curses.

And then he realizes, looking down at his dick and noticing what was now coating your hands.

“Did I tell you that you could cum yet, bitch?”

a/n — I didn’t read through this because I’m tired but I hope it delivered.

Taglist — @helluvasillyguyarty @jinkieswinkies @ohbother2 @lpsyumy-chan

and the lovely @primrosebow for convincing me to write for this ugly fucker

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel smut #dom reader #inbox open #hazbin adam x reader #hazbin hotel adam #adam x reader #adam x you

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astarionapologist · 3 months

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My head too is full of bg3 so I'm gonna go ahead and suggest/ request a Halsin x female Tav fic, smut is very welcome hehe :)

Also I'm of the opinion that this man definitely has a breeding kink so if that's something you would write, I'd be really happy about it ^^

Have nice day :)))

OHHH FUCK YEAH DADDY HALSIN ‼️‼️

but no seriously he’s such a big sweetie pie I love him sm

Warning 18+ minors please don't interact!

Includes breeding kink and biting and soft horny Halsin

Nature’s embrace: Halsin x reader

After you finally arrive to baulder’s Gate your next mission is the most important one yet! It’s time to go find a nice spot to set up camp. Exhausted and tired of walking Astarion begs you to take a break! Stay at a tavern for a bit! Stay under some shady buildings! Hells under some trees maybe! Point is he’s done for the day and is begging you along with the rest of the group to agree with him for break. In which you all decide to rent out a room for a couple nights in the Elfsong tavern.

After unpacking and changing out of your armor into more casual clothes your realized how starved you were after such a long journey here. Little did you sense the tall rugged elf was beside you.

“Hungry aren’t you?” He says grabbing both your shoulders in an attempt to scare you.

You let out a shriek and push him away from you unaware of who it truly was.

“GAH HALSIN- you can’t do that to people!” You huffed

“I’m sorry little dove, I couldn't resist, and I overheard the growl of your stomach. It seems you're in need of your next meal. Would you care to join me downstairs? I wouldn't mind covering the expenses, of course."

“Oh? Sure that sounds great thank you! I’m starving! I need to get my hands on something to eat soon or I’ll go crazy” You said slightly daydreaming of all the tasty food you smelled walking past the kitchen to the rooms upstair.

“Me too” Halsin whispered under his breath as his eyes traced the outline of your body.

Your cheeks blushed as you overheard this but since he wanted to be quite the jokester earlier you decided to pay him back~

“What was that? You said as you looked up at him purposely with big doe eyes

“"Oh, uh, me too. I find myself quite starved. To uphold our strengths, we should venture forth and procure something to eat, don't you think?” He said with a hint of panic in his voice

He lets out a small sigh “Let us be on our way”

The two of you head down stairs and sit down at the bar table. You order a bowl of mushroom stew with a wine to complement the mushrooms undertones. Halsin unsurprisingly orders a large juicy steak with a heaping pile of steamed vegetables on the side. Along with you he decides to order a glass of wine. Enjoying each others company you finish your dinner together and decide to head back upstairs. However almost everyone was already asleep in their sections of the floor.

“Ahhh it is getting late little dove, you should go and get some rest. We can always chat more some other time.”

You would be foolish to deny the small trace of sadness that lurched in your heart as he spoke. Unfortunately, your eyes held a bit of sadness that the old Druid could easily detect.

“Oh dove but please don’t worry, I promise we can spend more time together just the two of us eventually if that’s something you’d enjoy?”

You look up at him and give him a small smile and nod.

“Yes I would love that, your company is more than wanted.”

He smirks a little and smiles back. The two of you walk back upstairs to call it a night after enjoying your evening together. Finally, in the comfort of your bed, you slowly drift off to sleep... That is until the middle of the night when you wake up, startled by the sound of commotion near one of the beds beside you. You open you eyes to see Halsin getting ready to leave to who knows where.

“Halsin?….” You whisper at him

“Oh no.” He clears his throat

“My sincerest apologies, I did not mean to wake you from your slumber.”

You get up and sit towards the edge of the bed, you’re a bit groggy still but you decide to ignore it worried your companion is in trouble.

“What is it? Is something wrong? Why are you up so late? You asked in a hushed whisper as you turn on a dim light next to you.

As you look at him, the tall elf blushes, realizing his problem is now more obvious to you. You slowly looked down to see a large tent in his pants. How his crotch looked painfully erect it was almost begging to be attended to.

“Ah… I see…”

“I’m so sorry- it’s just the city is so stressful and I’m having trouble adjusting… not to mention how you-..” He stops talking and swallows a bit of fear as he realizes he just mentioned you.

“How I?” you blush a bit already knowing what he means. Unsurprising enough, Halsin and you have always had a habbit of giving each other bedroom eyes from time to time. You've always noticed how often he’d look at you, especially how his eyes would stare at your ass and thighs. However you both never really acted on anything, you were always too busy on the mission at hand….that is until now.

He sighs “Please you tease me enough as is…. The way your hips sway as you walk… your deep and longing stares….it all drives me mad.”

He turns away from you and says, “I never wanted to do or say something because I thought the timing was always off... And I understand if you wish to ignore me now. I am sorry for disturbing your rest.”

You get up from your bed and hug him from behind.

“Halsin… please don't leave, I would love to be able to spend the night with you… if you’d allow me?”

He chuckles “If i’d allow you?”

He grabs you by the wrist and twirls you to face him. Then he quickly picks you up carries you on one of his shoulders.

“I hope this will suffice as an answer.” He says with a light growl

He takes you to more secluded part of the floor away from any of your companions. He carefully plops you onto a large bed and begins undressing himself. When he’s finished he carefully picks you up yet again and plops you down on his lap.

He looks deeply into your eyes as his hands graze the first button on your shirt. You carefully nod and take a deep breath as he takes no time to undo all the buttons of your shirt. Luckily for Halsin you typically always sleep in your dress shirt and nothing else.

His eyes lit up as he saw the perkiness of your breast appear from underneath your shirt. Without wasting time he takes one into his hand and plays with it while taking the other one into his mouth. He swirls his tongue over your sensitive nibble slightly grazing it with his teeth. This earns a slight low moan from you as you wrap your arms around his shoulder.

He releases your breast from his mouth and kisses you deeply and hungrily. He grabs you by the hips and ass and slowly begins to move you across his large muscular thigh.

“Ha-… halsin.. please I need more,” you say as you grind needily on his thigh.

“You’re not ready, I don’t want to hurt you little dove” he says while kissing your cheek

He then slowly moves you off his thigh just enough for him to stick two fingers inside you. You gasp and hold onto him tighter as he slowly pumps his fingers into your soaking wet cunt.

He uses his other hands to spin small light circles around your clint and begins to speed up his fingers as he continues to pump them inside of you. By now yours seeing stars as you tilt your head back breathing deeply as you feel the druids fingers deep inside you. He can tell you’re close by the way you begin to tense up around him. He curls his fingers making sure to rub you sweet spot of yours to allow him to hear the wonder sounds you make as you come undone around his fingers.

You take a deep shaky breath and looked back into his eyes.

Gods. He thinks to himself, he could have easily finished just watching you come undone by just his fingers alone.

He flips the two of you over so that you’re now underneath him. You moan as you feel his tip rub against your hole.

“Are you ready? I don’t want to hurt you.” He says attempting to suppress how needy he truly is.

“Oh god yes, please hurry! We’ve both waited long enough.” You begged

He carefully slides in slowly so you can take your time adjusting around him. With a small hiss, he bottoms out and is completely inside you. He pauses for a moment kissing your forehead before he slowly begins to move. A slow yet deep pace was set as the druid gripped your hips hard as to not lose control.

You bite his neck in order to keep quiet, yes your other companions are sound asleep and unable to see the sinful acts that are taking place however you still attempt to keep quiet. The sound of skin slapping slowly starts to get louder as Halsin begins to speed up. You look up and make eye contact with him, his eyes are glowing a beautiful shade of gold.

“You drive me wild little dove…. I want to fill you up so badly.” Halsin grunts as he continues to pound deep into you.

“I want to see you squirm underneath me full of my cum…. I want…. Nothing more than to see that.” He huffs and growls out the last part.

“Fuck Halsin… I need you, I need to feel all of you, I need to be filled with you.” You say in between gasps

You’re both extremely close, he grunts as he feels how you quiver and shake around his angry and sensitive cock. He grips your hips tighter and begins to pick up the pace, lifting one of you legs up in the process. You let out a whine as you feel yourself getting closer and closer. Then suddenly a heavy feeling of pleasure consumes your body. You shake and grip his body as he continues to pound his way through your orgasm. When a deep and heavy grunt he finished deep within your cunt, making sure to get every drop deep within you. He pulls out and collapses next to your exhausted figure.

He pulls you in tightly to his chest and kisses your forehead before gently rubbing circles on your back. You slowly drift off to sleep as you hear him quietly say

“Goodnight my little dove”

HOLY FUCK I ACTUALLY FINISHED THIS

like always I did not proof read 👆but I still hope you enjoy, sorry if this was a little rough it’s my first time writing smut.

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beatificwrites · 10 months

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LAST MINUTE RENDEZVOUS ☆

pairing: miguel o’hara x fem!reader

a/n: let’s pretend miguel can choose when he wants his bite to be venomous

content: +18, co-workers w/benefits, cursing, public sex, implied spider!reader, biting/fang kink, rough sex

premise: your boss unexpectedly has you for himself right in his office

wc: 1.8k

"Uh…yes, Miguel?" You asked, unsure of why you were needed.

Miguel had called you to his office, explaining that the matter was urgent, so you expected a couple of your friends to be here as well if this was some sort of top-secret thing. You were all his best fighters.

After scanning the room and seeing that there were only you two, you wondered if this was about what you and Miguel had going on.

"Come here," he beckoned with a tilt of his head.

You shoot a web and swing your way up to the platform. You stand a few feet away and wait for him to speak again.

"Did I do anything out of order?" you asked, thinking about whatever it was that you could’ve done.

"No, you’re doing just fine," he assured you.

You disliked his serious tone, so you decided to switch the mood by feigning offense at his opinion on your work ethic.

"I’m doing just fine?? Do you not see me busting my ass every day?" you asked incredulously.

He rubbed his temple and said, "Fine, you do great, but it’s almost as if every spider does the same thing." He commented sarcastically.

"Yeah! Well, it’s a bit insulting that you think I’m doing just fine!" you stressed.

"Alright, I’m over this-

You cut him off. "I think that I deserve to be recognized by my boss for my incredible work and contribution to saving the multiverse!"

"Enough," he sighed as he grabbed his nose bridge.

You continue, loving how fast you can tick him off. "I mean, really, I’m doing just fine?! I practically risk my life every day in order to save other lives and, technically, every life that exists within the massive web of universes." you rambled.

"Ay, por dios!" he shouted, "just shut up."

Miguel was already in front of you before he harshly grabbed your waist and the back of your head with his huge hands.

You let out a chuckle, but your heart started to beat intensely, as it always does whenever he has his way with you.

He wasted no time in connecting your lips, and he pulled your smaller frame into his contrasting, large one. He let his hand on your waist slip onto your hip, then your plump ass. You shuddered at his rough touch.

He gripped your backside before giving it a light smack, and you moaned into his mouth, allowing him an opening. His slipped in his tongue, then he tapped your thigh as a signal for you to wrap your legs around him. Once you had latched onto his waist, he moved you over to his desk and trapped you between his muscular arms.

Said arms’ naked form was exposed once Miguel powered off his suit, leaving him in only his briefs. You did the same as he moved from your mouth onto your now-exposed neck. The remaining pixels of your suit dissolved, and Miguel seemed like a starved madman as he sucked on all the spots he knew you loved. You could feel the marks he was going to leave, begin to form across your jaw and neck.

"Eres bellísima, como siempre." [you’re gorgeous, like always.] He complimented you as soon as your half-naked form was unveiled.

You gave a shy smile as he admired and reveled in your beauty.

Miguel ripped off your underwear with zero hesitation, and it was at that moment that reality hit, and you realized that he was about to have his fair share of you on his desk. Everything had happened so fast.

You put a hand to his chest and said, "Wait, what if someone walks in? There’s no way we can explain ourselves."

"No one’s gonna disturb me while I’m busy researching anomalies," he reassured.

"Besides, I run this place. They wouldn’t say a thing to me," he stated with a shrug.

You were mind-blown by this newfound recklessness. For someone who wanted to keep this deal private, those sure weren’t the words you were expecting to hear.

You said no more and left it at that. Once you felt his tongue lapping over your now moist cunt, his actions seemed so urgent and desperate, like he needed you right now. That explains his unusual attitude.

His hands were now on your thighs, holding them apart. You let a handful of whimpers escape your lips as you reached to tug on his brown locks.

"Ugh, you're so good," you praised in between moans. You were struggling to keep your thighs upright, so Miguel's grip on them tightened.

He proceeded to eat you out, and at every tingling sensation, you pulled on his hair even more. Your head fell back as soon as you couldn't keep your eyes open any longer. You could feel the pressure building in your lower abdomen.

Miguel watched you intently from underneath the entire time, relishing in seeing you become undone before him. You looked so hot from his perspective.

You felt one of his hands leave your thighs, and two of his fingers entered your dripping cunt. You couldn't help but moan out loud at the intense feeling of his tongue and fingers simultaneously working on you.

"No tan duro, princesa." [not so loud, princess] he warned.

You weren't exactly sure about what he said, but you assumed you were probably too loud. It's just that you were so immersed in him going down on you.

He continued to suck on your folds as his two digits pushed in and out of you. He deepened them and slowly curled them to hear how you'd react. He could feel his cock begin to twitch at your non-stop whines.

"God, you taste so sweet," he groaned. The speed of his fingers began to escalate due to his patience wearing thin; he needed to be inside you already.

"Oh, fuck!" you wailed. It only took a few more laps for that wave of pleasure to wash over your entire body and leave you panting.

You clasped a hand over your mouth, forgetting you weren't laying on his sheets but rather sitting on his work desk.

Miguel glossed over your remaining juices until he had wiped you clean. He got up from his knees and leaned down to kiss you once again. You tasted yourself through his tongue, and he impatiently grabbed the back of your sports bra to pull it over.

You pulled your lips away and let him take your bra off. His eyes took in the delightful sight of your breasts, as if he hadn't seen them countless times.

"Come on, turn around for me," he ordered.

You promptly did as told, and he took out his hefty length to rub it against your soaking folds. Once he felt that you were comfortable enough, he slipped right in.

"Fuck..." he groaned again. "You're so goddamn tight."

He began to move at a medium pace, and he watched how your ass rippled against his shaft. You yelped when he gave it another smack, and another.

Miguel clamped his hand over your mouth so that nobody could hear your loudness.

"Gonna have to shut you up myself since you can’t be quiet," he muttered.

His other hand abruptly pulled up your thigh, and with the hand around your mouth, he brought you closer, making your back flush against his torso. You unconsciously wrapped your arm around his neck for support.

You were wailing uncontrollably. His closeness made his cock sink deeper into your core, and you could feel his body heat. The two were driving you mad. The way he was manhandling you made your cunt soak even more. God, he was all you needed.

He grew progressively rougher, and his thrusts became primal. He felt so good inside you; he needed this. He couldn’t wait till the end of the day; no, he needed to feel you now. Your tightness, your scent, your muffled moans—he was drowning in you, loving the state that you were in. You drove him insane.

"Shit, you’re taking me so well, mama," he grunted.

Miguel could hear your faint moans intensifying; he knew you were close. You could tell he was too when you could hear his gruff moans slip out.

At this moment, he took his hand off your mouth to clasp it over your breasts instead. He was so deep inside that your bodies had become one at this point.

"Me vuelves tan loco, lo sabes? Te sientes tan bien." [you drive me so crazy, you know? you feel so good.] He whispered in your ear.

You were panting, trying your absolute best to suppress your moans.

"I can’t take it anymore, Miguel..." you trailed off breathlessly.

"I know, mama, I know," he consoled as he kept at it.

Within a few thrusts, Miguel had lost his mind; he was close and needed you in his mouth.

"Carajo! [fuck]" he gritted through his teeth.

To hide his moans, his fangs unleashed themselves, and he sank them into your neck without a second thought.

Instead of crying out, you remained completely still in his hold as those last thrusts continuously hit your spot. An overwhelming amount of pleasure was passing through your body, and if he hadn’t been holding you, your body would’ve hit the floor already; you were physically numb.

Miguel released himself from your neck and hastily pulled himself out of you before placing your stomach flat on his desk so he could coat your bare ass with his seed, his favorite part.

He then lapped at the blood that dripped from the bite. In contrast to his roughness, he gave you a soft peck on the lips as an apology.

You remained in your post-climax haze as you simply hung over his desk. Still in awe of what just happened. Your boss just fucked you in his office, but everything's okay somehow?

"Sorry, I know we don't usually meet here, but I just couldn't wait until tonight." He reluctantly admitted.

"Hey, it's alright. I wasn't doing anything anyway." You chuckled, trying to hide the way you were freaking out inside from hearing him say that.

He grabbed a cloth from inside one of his drawers and wiped your backside. As soon as it was rid of his mess, his calloused hands rubbed over his hand marks, soothing your soreness.

Then Miguel picked you up and sat down in his chair with you on his lap. He figured this position would be more comfortable for you. Even though he knew your super strength could heal the pain in several minutes, he still felt bad.

There was a comfortable silence as you lay in his lap, neither of you wanting this bliss to end. Your eyes were closed, and he admired your half-asleep face. You were gorgeous in his mind. However, you reminded yourself of what this was and how he doesn't care for you beyond that.

You suddenly got up, and Miguel's brow furrowed. Though he also reminded himself of what this was and how this was all it was going to be, He silently watched you put on your underwear, then switch your suit back on. That was his queue to do the same.

"Uh, tomorrow night, your room, same time?" you asked before leaving.

"Like always," he bluntly replied.

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remuslupinbutcooler · 10 months

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Favours for the non favourable…

poly!Bowers Gang x Fem!reader

The boys stood,watching y/n. The way her lips curved slightly after a boy in their class had asked her to do something , they swapped longing glances before swapping a small bag of coins which caused the girl to giggle from the interaction. The boy left soon after , y/n however stuck around , slamming her locker.

Hockstetter rushed over , his bony fingers hooking onto the loops of her dark denim shorts causing her to stumble and crash into him, back facing his front. The scene itself caused the others to walk over and great the girl like a bunch of hyenas.

“Heard your doing favours ?” Henry spoke up first , his eyes darting around to make sure no one else was around . His hands lay crossed against his chest.

“Yes but not for you..not for any of you..” Y/N rolled her eyes before attempting to walk away, this didn’t go unnoticed and caused Hockstetter to hook an arm around her waist and push her into him.

“Well that’s not nice Doll..” He placed his chin on the left side of her shoulder , his breath hitting the back of her neck causing her to shiver against his grip.

“It’s my business boys..I can refuse whatever favours are asked or who ever asks..” She shrugged before giggling.

“Even one’s who would get and do anything you wanted ..?” Henry smirked, this caused the girl to stop her antibowers gang mentality. It caused her to stop and think. It caused a small explosion within her. A reckless explosion.

Silence soon flooded the conversation , causing a tint of blush and embarrassment to fill the girls face .

~~~~~~~~a small 30 minute time skip~~~~~~~~~

She shook her head before letting her hands speak before the words left her mouth “ wait wait wait so-“

“Henry maybe this was a bad i-“

“Vic..shut up.. Let the lady speak.”

“wait so you guys are all together like one big…whatever that’s not important right now..well it is..But..But…uh..you want me..to…uh..what?” She tiled her head like a puppy unable to understand a simple command .

“Be our arm candy..Our girl. Ours or whatever. Look..Look you’re hot and popular and nice or whatever and we need you..” Henry had quickly become embarrassed and slightly annoyed at this girl.

“You, Henry Bowers and his gang of idiots,need me?” This stifled a laugh from the girl, causing her body to almost bounce .

“Yes.” The boys quickly answered, almost angrily .

“Why not..oh i don’t know..Greta or Beverly?”

“Well that’s an easy answer Doll, they’re just not you.” Hockstetter nuzzled into the crook of her neck almost , pulling her closet into him.

She pulled away before grabbing her stuff . Causing the boys to edge closer to her .

“Wait so instead of..I don’t know! Flirting with me like a normal dude and trying your chances, you’ve decided to do this instead? “ She giggled again, this time it was a sour giggle filled with teenage meanness.

“WE COULD’VE..sorry.. We could’ve done that ! Instead of..?! Henry I told you we could’ve ..” Criss rolled his eyes before dramatically throwing himself across Henry. Henry now playfully pushed him off causing the smaller boy to fall into Huggins.

“So..”

“So…?”

“What’s the answer gonna be Doll?” Hockstetter’s lips hit her neck , playfully biting at it.

“mhm…yeah..” She answered before hiding her face.

“Whatever you want Princess..”

#bowers gang #bowers gang x reader #henry bowers #patrick hockstetter x reader #patrick hockstetter #victor criss #belch huggins #it 2017 #it x reader

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chelleztjs18 · 3 months

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Ten Days (W.M) Pt. 5

Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader (Modern AU)

Summary: Y/n and Wanda is stuck in an arranged marriage. What will happen when both of them have their own deals to be done in ten days?

Warning: 18+ SMUT, swearing words, fluff, angsts (specific warning for each parts)

A/n: Well, hey there! I'm back with this series after a while. This chapter is a Valentine's gift for my sweet, Curious George anon. This is a miniseries fic that's inspired by "How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days" romcom. If you haven't read this series before, I recommend to read from part 1. (Series masterlist below) Happy reading!

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The rain is pouring. Thunders and lighting sometimes take turns to show their existence. You went straight to Wanda’s house after you spent some time with Yelena and Nat at your place to talk about the plans you have in mind.

Wanda’s heart skips a beat and her face instantly patches a smile as soon as she hears her doorbells. She rushes her steps to the door. Wanda has been waiting for you to come and she greets you with an excited smile.

“Finally! My pretty future wife—” but her smile turns to a little frown and her flirtatious words stop abruptly after she sees you soaking wet and your shoes are covered with mud.

“Hi babe!” Without giving her a chance to avoid it, you hug Wanda quickly and her clothes get a little wet from your drenched clothes. “Oh, hi wife. Why are you soaking wet and covered in mud?” she asked.

“Babe, I'm cold. Can I come in?”

“Uh y-yeah but your–your sh–.” Wanda hesitantly responds but you interrupt her by just walking into her house, leaving traces of mud and trails of dripping water all over the clean white floor.

“My what?” you play dumb. You know Wanda is internally freaking out about the mud and the water, so you walk around more. You try to look confused as you take off your jacket.

“Y-your muddy shoes. You know what darling, it’s okay. I will ask the maid to clean it.” Wanda put on a smile while trying to keep herself together to not tell you to stop walking around spreading more abstract muddy patterns.

“Oh okay, uh where should I put this wet jacket babe? Can I just put it on the couch? I forget where the bathroom is.” You walk around in a random path before you walk closer to the white fancy expensive couch in the living room.

“Gaah, NO..No..No..No..” Wanda’s loud spontaneous NO stops your move. Good thing that Wanda is behind you and can’t see your face, you almost laugh.

Wanda chuckles awkwardly, putting a forced smile and quickly grabbing yet gently the wet jacket off your hand. She realized her reaction was a bit much but she couldn't help it. Wanda loves everything clean and spotless.

“Y/n sweetheart, uh let me take this from you and how about you take off those pretty shoes now so i can put it outside, okay?” Wanda crouches and helps you take them off. You smile, thinking how sweet she is and you feel bad but the plan must go on.

“What? You will put my shoes outside? They're expensive shoes. What if it ruins it or someone takes it?” You whine as needy as you can to annoy her.

“I know, darling. I can see that. I’ll get you a new one, okay?” she responds as she stands up, holding your dirty shoes.

“Really? You gonna get me a new one? They have some new arrivals, you're gonna get them for me too?” you try to act like materialistic girls to make her lose interest in you.

“Yes, princess.” She answers with a smile. “I would rather pay for new expensive shoes than getting my floor all dirty.” Wanda mumbles, under her breath as she turns around.

“What did you say, Wands?”

“Oh nothing. I said anything for my future wife. Just-just please stay there, y/n.” Wanda patches another awkward smile, hoping you didn’t hear what she said earlier. “Okay..okay..” You agreed in more whiny tones.

“So what happened to you on the way here?” Wanda asks as she does what she needs to do to your jacket and shoes.

“I got a flat tire, so I gotta change it.” you explained. Little does Wanda know, nothing happened. You intentionally stopped at random dirt roads nearby just enough so the rain got you wet and got you as dirty as you can.

Wanda comes back to you, stands so close and it gives you giddy feelings. “Aw, you could’ve called me, love. I would’ve helped you. Next time, if you need anything, just call me, okay?” She pushes aside your hair gently to see your face that she genuinely adores. Then her hand cups your cheek, followed by soft rubs from her thumb on it. Her smile shows automatically whenever she sees you.

Gosh, her green eyes. There is something about them that draws you. You don’t know what it is but oh well, you think it’s probably nothing. Maybe it’s just the color. You clear your throat to prevent yourself from getting lost in those charming eyes.

“Uh, Wands? I’m cold.”

Wanda quickly gets back from the trance. Both of you look a little awkward.

“Huh? Oh yeah, yeah. I apologized, my dear. You need to shower and change clothes. The guest bathroom–”

“No, your bathroom. I don’t want to use the guest bathroom, am i still just a guest for you babe? So much for being your future wife.” you roll your eyes, showing her your pretend unamused expression.

“Uh right, right. Well, okay then. You can go to my room and use my bathroom and wear my clothes after that.”

“Sounds good. I just want cozy clothes since we are relaxing.” you demand one more time.

“Coming right up.” Wanda smiles as soon as she sees your smile.

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You turned on the shower to trick Wanda that you are taking a shower while you move on to the next plan.

You took out some fake pieces of hair and spread it in the bathroom floor, bathroom sink and even in the shower to leave some fake trails of your hair falls.

Thanks to Yelena’s interest in pranking others, she lets you borrow her things. You wonder what other things you can use for the plan. You take them out from your purse quietly and you read what’s written on it. Fart Cushion and Fart Spray, you shake your head a little, trying to figure out when and how these two things will work.

Then you hear Wanda is saying something from the other side of the door. “Y/n, I got the towel and clothes for you. Do you want me to put the towel in the bathroom and leave the clothes in my bed, darling? Then I’ll wait for you downstairs.”

An idea pops up in your mind right away and you want to laugh as soon as you figure out that now is the perfect time to use these two things.

“Can you wait for me until I’m done please babe? I don’t want you to be far away from me, I miss you. I’ll tell you when I’m done. You don’t miss me?” you try to sound needy and irrationally clingy.

“Wait, what? Of course I miss you. Can’t I just wait downstairs?” Wanda responds. She likes knowing you slowly got hooked into her plan deeper. Wanda never likes clingy girls but she knows better to shrug it off for the sake of her plan.

“No, I want you to be near me. Just wait there.” you pretend to be more demanding.

Wanda takes a little deep breath and agrees. “O–okay, I’ll be here.” as she sits on her bed.

While Wanda is waiting patiently in the room with some clothes and a towel for you, all of a sudden she hears something unexpectedly. Unbeknownst to her, you squeeze the cushion. Wanda was shocked with the loud sound, thinking it was from you passing some gas in the bathroom. Her eyes round up. “Oops, excuse me babe!” you said as you tried not to laugh.

“It’s okay. I didn’t hear anything, love.” Wanda tries to let her mind about it pass over her head and another same loud noise breaks out of the bathroom. “Oh my gosh.” she mumbles to herself in surprise.

“Ooops, I’m sorry.” Once again you express your fake apology. You didn’t hear anything from Wanda.

“Wands, are you still there?”

Hearing your voice looking for her, Wanda quickly gets off her bed and gets to the door. “Uh yes, I’m still here. Do you need anything?” she asks from behind the door.

You squeeze some sprays out of the bottle and to your surprise, it really stinks. It’s worse than a flatulence usually smells.“Yeah, I’m almost done. Gonna need the towel soon.” you answer as you try to hold a gag while covering your nose from the smell. You quietly dry heave in between walking back to the shower, pretending to continue your shower.

“Oh okay. I have your towel here.” Wanda signals you.

“You can come in. It’s unlocked.” You informed.

“Are you sure?” Wanda hesitantly asks.

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

You heard Wanda open the door and walk in. Wanda caught off guard by a blow of soft air mixed with the smell from the spray. She vaguely scrunches her nose as the stinky aroma intrudes her senses. Her eyes rounded once more but she tried not to react to it.

“Pffftt.. What did you eat?” Wanda mumbles. You pretend you didn’t hear it clearly. “Did you say something babe?”

“Oh? Nothing. Here you go, love. I’ll just hang it here.” Wanda is having a hard time talking while holding her breath at the same time.

You notice her being respectful and trying not to look at you but you want her to walk to you so she will notice more the smells in the bathroom. “Babe, can you bring it here please?”

“Oh okay.” She agrees half heartedly, all she wants right now is to walk out of that trapped air that bothers her nose.

She hands you the towel and her eyes give up the effort to not look at you. She sees the silhouette of your body through the opaque glass shower door. Her brain seems to forget the smells around her for a few seconds until she hears your voice and feels your hand gently tucks the towel that she still holds in her hand.

“Oh. Uh, I’m sorry. Here you go.” You smile at her when she finally lets go of the towel. Unfortunately, the nose smells the smell again and Wanda clears her throat but being the caring person she is, she asks you.

“Are you okay, love? Is your tummy upset?” as much as Wanda cares about you but she instantly regrets her question.

“No, I’m okay. What? Wait, are you saying that my gas smells?! That’s just how it usually smells.” you pretend to freak out as you walk out of the shower wrapped in a towel.

“Uh oh. No, no. I didn’t say that. Uh–the reason I asked is because I care. That’s all.” Wanda starts to panic.

You start your pretend cry and whine, you cover your face. “It’s embarrassing. If you can’t handle it, how are you gonna be married to me?”

Wanda quickly feels bad but at the same time she doesn’t want you to walk away and lose the bet either. “Aw sweetheart, that’s not true. Don’t worry.” She hugs you even though it’s getting harder for her not to take a deep breath so she won’t inhale any more uncomfortable scents.

You feel the softness of Wanda’s hands rub the skin of your back and you actually love it. What is it with Wanda’s hug? Why do you feel so comfortable in it? What’s wrong with you right now? Oh geez, as much as you want to stay longer in her embrace, unfortunately you have to get away from it before it’s getting harder to be out of her arms. You nod.

“Okay, good girl. Now, why don’t you put on some clothes so we can have our date today, yeah?” Wanda kisses the top of your head. Oh goodness gracious, her tone and the way she calls you a good girl sends something to your brain and body that you can’t explain. You never feel something like it but you try to shrug it off and think maybe it was just because the first time a woman ever called you that. It’s nothing biggie.

You pull yourself away a little from her hugs. “Okay, Wands. I’ll see you downstairs.” You smiled. As soon as Wanda walks out of the bathroom and closes the door, she quickly inhales fresh air as if her life depends on it. She exhales a relief, shakes her head after what just happened.

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You can see Wanda is sitting on the couch in the living room as you walk towards her. The fireplace is on, some pretty fancy snacks with a bottle of red wine complete with two glasses are waiting for you as well. Soft lights around and the soothing rain drops outside offer a very comfy vibes. As always Wanda can’t help herself to smile when she sees you, everytime she sees you she feels a very comfortable feeling that she never feels from other girls she has been with but of course Wanda tries not to acknowledge that feeling. Wanda thought maybe the smile she has when she sees you was all because she knows she would win this bet.

“Well hello there, princess. Look how cute you are with my shirt and shorts. Come here, everything’s ready for you. You just need to pick which movie or sitcom we should watch.” she gently pats the empty spots next to her.

You are really impressed with everything that Wanda has prepared. It’s everything that you like. You always would rather have this kind of date than going anywhere fancy. You sit next to her and pick something to watch.

“Wow, this is nice, babe. So fancy but you pulled this off so easily.” you commented.

“Well, anything for the special woman.” Wanda starts her flirtatious strategy. She looks into your eyes and oh that smile again, it makes you almost forget to get the plan going.

“Special huh? Well, I don’t think I feel special enough yet. I’m sure you could plan something more especially if you make your future wife get out of her busy work schedule today to be with you.” you smirk as you tell her your needy demand in a teasing way, totally opposite than what you actually think. You actually love it but right now all you can do is hoping Wanda would think that you are ungrateful and unappreciative.

Wanda doesn’t like demanding women. Independent women always catch her attention, unfortunately she hasn’t met one. Wanda tries to ignore how demanding you are right now, all to win the bet.

“Oh? You are special. I know you would like this. Are you playing hard to get, sweetheart? Hmm?” Wanda’s face gets closer and closer to you. Your heart gradually starts to race. You try to keep your focus with you while trying to get back to this banter.

“Playing hard to get? I’m not. I think you just can’t handle me. I set my bar high and you should be able to reach it if you want to marry me.” You tease her back and you didn’t realize your face gets closer to hers too.

“There you go, my sweet straightforward lady. So you are on board with our arranged marriage then? That's good news.” Wanda gives you a come back with your own remark that you have said to her a few days ago.

“Like I said, maybe yes, maybe no.” you answered and your gaze was glued to her. This time Wanda only chuckles followed with a confident smile, thinking that she still has her fingers wrapped around you and her plan slowly working better.

Before you two know it, your face and Wanda’s are merely an inch. You look at her lips, so does Wanda at yours. You quickly bring yourself together and pull back a little. You clear your throat. “Uh- Why don’t we try this red wine you got here?”

“Oh yeah, yeah. Sorry, we wouldn’t want this great wine waiting.” Wanda awkwardly agrees and pours some in both glasses. A little thought pops in her mind thinking about another almost kiss moment that breaks her own “no kiss” rule but of course she convinces herself it was part of the plan.

WIth that, the date starts. Sometimes both of you talk about random things or anything about each other. You try to be as messy as you can by dropping some crumbs or food. You try to swing your hand that holds the glass of wine while you are talking with her to drive Wanda crazy from the thought of you spilling it on the couch or the rug. It’s quite comical for you to see how she tries to subtly to avoid that to happen and not to offend you at the same time from doing so. Another meltdown from you is the last thing Wanda wants on tonight's date. She wants to leave much much better impressions on you. Part of you think she looks cute and adorable.

You can’t lie to yourself, you are actually having a great time with Wanda. Maybe Wanda isn’t that bad? Oh no, no, no. You and Wanda are buzzed after sharing a bottle of wine and opening another one. That’s all. She is not your type, well a little but no. You have to be all cringey, annoying and unbearable to her.

You subtly try to look around, figuring out what you can do. Suddenly, an improvised wild idea came up in your mind. Part of you is hesitant to do it but after a rapid debate internally, your mind says fuck it.

You gotta do what you gotta do. This is all part of the plan, that’s what you tell yourself.

Wanda was very surprised with your sudden move. You instantaneously move on to her and straddle her lap then kiss her. The Sokovian brunette was caught off guard, kissing you back yet thoughts bouncing around her head. What’s going on here? Both of you let out a soft hum, feeling your bodies melt perfectly to each other. She lays her hands gently on your back and mindlessly pulls you to lean closer to her.

In between kisses, Wanda tries to tell you her thoughts with a soft whisper. “Y/n..sweetheart.” your lips catch hers again as you respond “Hm?”

Again, Wanda tries to break the kiss and speaks. “Are you sure about this? I think you are drunk.” Well, her ego would really love this, thinking that she is really much much closer to her victory on her bet with Kate. As much as she loves the feelings of your lips on her, she respects you.

“Yeah, I’m sure. Are you okay with it?.” You answered as you back out a little, deep down a little panic if you took this plan too far. Wanda looks at you and smiles. “Why wouldn’t I be okay, gorgeous?” She asks lovingly and just like that you turn to the only exception from her no kiss rule. Her hands gently cup your face. My oh my, you are lost in her ethereal eyes. Not to mention her touch. Wait, wait. Are you and Wanda having a moment here? Or perhaps we can say another moment that really you can’t explain. That was not butterflies in your stomach right now. The warmth in your heart (no, scratch that), you meant the warmth in your chest is really just because of the wine. Yes, yes, it is the wine. Not because of the kiss nor Wanda. Hell, it’s not because of the moment right now.

Wanda pulls you back into kiss, in her defense, it’s to pull you deeper in her plan. Not because she wants to or likes it.

Shortly after you remind yourself to move forward to your plan, you kiss her neck and reach to unbutton her pajamas. One by one. Wanda always loves to be in control, including in this kind of situation. You know that. Even if it has been only a few days of knowing her, you can read that. That’s why you are doing what you are doing, showing that you will be the type of wife who wears the pants in the relationship.

You are sure a needy, controlling, demanding, and clingy plus “crazy” woman is the whole package that definitely scares Wanda away in no time.

You smirk and look at her in her sports bra. Here goes nothing, your mind said.

You kiss her collar bones and as soon as your kisses reach her breasts, you do something that launches Wanda into a bigger surprise, not in a good way.

“Aaaawwwwww, look at them. Pretty twins.” You start to baby talk as your hands cup both of her breasts.

Wanda’s closed eyes open abruptly. “Wait, what?” She looks down at you very confused.

“Yeah pretty twins. I shall name you Roni!” you exclaim in more baby talk then kiss her left breast. Before Wanda can ask even further, you move on to the right breast and do the same thing as you say “And I shall name you Ami.” you give more ridiculously loud kisses.

“R-roni?? Ami?? Hold on, hold on. Y/n, my dear. Did you just– Did you just name my breasts??” Wanda looks so baffled. Trying to figure out what really is going on.

“Mmhmm. Why? You don’t like it?” You answered in a fake innocent face and pout.

“No, no. Uh I–I do. It’s cute, really, but uh, don’t you think it’s a bit a mood killer?” Wanda carefully crafts her words and then smiles awkwardly.

“Mood killer?? What do you mean? That’s rude, I was being romantic and sexy with you in our sexy time.” you retort while actually you really want to laugh. You are having fun seeing Wanda’s reaction.

“I know. I know, but naming my breast and baby talk to them? Where in the world did you get the name ideas anyway??” You can see from her face that what you just did really cringes her.

“It’s from my favorite luncheon meat, Roni is short for pepperoni and Ami is short for Salami.” You are really proud of yourself for coming up with this idea and can’t wait to tell Natasha and Yelena about it.

“Oh God. Pep–pepperoni? Salami? But you are vegan, Y/n?!Few days ago you cried because of the meat I cooked for dinner and now you name my breasts with meat names?” Wanda rambles, frustration starts to show bit by bit.

“Then you would prefer Melonie and Coco? You know, because of the perfect round shape and size.” You nonchalantly offer her different name ideas and explain them with a little shrug. Right now you are trying to look innocent. A stark difference from how you were earlier as if you have different personalities.

Of course, it lures out more of Wanda’s reaction. “What? MELON and COCONUT?? Mine are not ridiculously big like them.” Wanda argues. Shade of red blush covers her cheeks as she crosses both of her palms to cover her breasts in such embarrassment and disagreement.

“Aaaaww. Okay okay. What about Squashy and Squishy, then? Squashy, because squash is my favorite vegetable and Squishy because yours are squishy.” you are back to baby talk and your hands playfully cups Wanda’s breasts.

Wanda looks at you in disbelief at what you just said and she lays her head back on the couch as her right fingers massage the bridge of her nose. “Aaaand it died. It just died.” Said Wanda referring to her mood on the “sexy time” with you

“What? What died, babe?” You play dumb with your question. You know what she meant.

“Uh, nothing. Y/n, how about we call it a night, yeah? I’m tired, I got pretty buzzed earlier. I have things to do at the office tomorrow too.” Luckily, your plan works and you are glad that you can finally go home.

“Really? That’s all the date you said you prepared so special for me? Okay. I guess, I’m gonna go home then.” You pretend to look upset and disappointed.

“Oh no, no. You are not driving home now, sweetheart. It’s late now. You are drunk, it’s still pouring rain outside and you got a car problem earlier. So stay the night here please. I’ll ask the maid to get the guest room ready for you.” Wanda leaves you no room to refuse but you have to get out of here. Once again, you have to think quickly how to refuse her.

“Guest room? Really? Me, your future wife, sleeps in the guest room. That’s upsetting. I’m just gonna go home.” You pretend to cry for no reason and you quickly get off her lap so you can get ready to leave.

Her gaze follows where you walk to the door. “Where else are you supposed to sl—?” she halts her words when she realizes why you are leaving so upset. Wanda can’t let you leave upset from the date, it’s too risky for her.

She gets up quickly and tries to stop you. “Okay, okay. You can sleep in my room, on my bed..with me. Yeah? Sounds good? Yes yes, sounds much better than driving drunk in the rain. I won’t let anything happen to my woman.” Wanda agrees and gives full effort to make you stay.

You have no other excuse to leave so like it or not, you stay. You are just surprised with how determined Wanda is. On second thought, you think that she is right. It might be safer to stay the night.

_____

“Oookay, the bed is ready for you, love. You’ll sleep on the left side and I’ll sleep on the right side. Here’s your pillow and I have another blanket here if you need it. I’m going to brush my teeth right now and get ready for bed.” Wanda tells you as she just got done preparing the bed for you.

You wanted to be needier and make the sleeping side of the bed a big deal but you are thinking you don’t want to look that bad in front of Wanda. Wait, what’s wrong with you? That’s the goal of this whole plan. Why would you even think that way? Okay, maybe you just want to be annoying in a more logical way. Yeah that’s probably it.

You lay on your side, on the bed. Letting your back facing Wanda. Trying not to sleep too close with her when she comes back.

While you are trying to get comfy in bed, you hear Wanda from the bathroom.

Wanda is freaking out about what she discovers as soon as she gets to the bathroom. For a clean freak like her, it looks like a horror for her. Your wet dirty clothes are on the floor, your “hair” is on the floor, on the bathroom sink and even stick on the shower glass door.

Your plan definitely works because you heard her muffled voice in the bathroom freaking out saying “Oh no..no..no.. Oh Lord. Why is it so messy? Who lives like this? Calm down, Wanda. It’s nothing big.”

You laugh silently but as soon as you hear her walk out of the bathroom, you pretend to sleep. You heard her taking a deep breath to calm herself down.

Wanda finally lays down on the bed. “Good night, Y/n.” she gently says it but no answer from you so she assumes that you are asleep. You hear her whisper to herself. “What a night.”

You can’t really sleep but you pretend every now and then to snore loudly and make weird noises while you are “sleeping”. You toss and turn as well just so it will seem like it’s hell to sleep with you.

It was hard for Wanda to fall asleep because of what you are doing. She couldn’t believe how loud you snored but eventually both of you finally fell asleep.

Pt. 6

A/n: Welp, thats it for today! Reblogs and comments are highly appreciated. Follow me for more and see you in next!

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bbrissonn · 1 year

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Request for Kylian! When y/n is the one supporting in Ethan’s games cause kylian is out with Hakimi in New York (or somewhere) and then the players in other team keeps flirting with y/n and Ethan is protective and told everything to Kylian and he gets mad or something like that hehehehe

under the cut !

okay so i decided to use the ethan’s first game with the first team during the world cup so yeah:))

warnings: not proofread

You were currently sitting a booth next to the Mbappé parents, along with their older brother, his wife and their kids. A smile was plastered on your face as you watch Ethan sub into the match, all of you yelling as the announcer said his name, making him chuckle a bit. Soon, you received a text from Kylian along with a voice message. You jumped a bit as you clicked play, only for your boyfriend’s voice to start yelling like a maniac, making everyone look at you.

“He’s a little excited if you can’t tell.” You said with a small smile to Wilfrid, who only shook his head with a laugh, not surprised by how his son was acting.

Later, you found yourself standing in the spot you’ve waited for Kylian so many times, only this time you were waiting for his little brother. The rest of his family had decided to go wait in the car, leaving you all alone. At first, you didn’t mind, you had done this millions of time, but you quickly changed your mind as a couple of players from the other team approached you.

“Hey, pretty girl. Changed your mind since we spoke?” One of them asked, making you roll your eyes. The last time they had played here, the same boys had approached, wanting to take you back to their hotel room, but Kylian was quick to step in. Only this time, he wasn’t there, and you knew the boys knew that it gave them an advantage.

“Nope.” You said, your focus staying on your phone, not wanting them to think they had your attention.

“Why not? You’re little guard dog isn’t here, he doesn’t need to know.” One of the other boys said, almost making you gag at his word. You were about to make a snarky comeback, but Ethan’s voice beat you.

“Leave her alone.” He said as he stood in between the three guys and you, making them laugh before looking at the boy.

“Ethan, drop it, okay? Let’s go.” You said, grabbing the younger boy by the arm and pulling him away before things escalated.

“Are you okay?” Kylian asked as soon as you answered his phone call, making you chuckle a bit.

“Well, hello to you too, Kyky. How was my day? It was great, how was yours? Wow, no way that happened!” You spoke, your voice laced with sarcasm, making him roll his eyes.

“Chérie, I’m serious.”

“Yes, I am okay, Kylian. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Because those assholes came up to you again!” He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world, making you roll your eyes at his words.

“Ky, you’re being a bit dramatic, babe.”

“Nuh-uh. You’re the one who’s being too casual about this! I swear the next time we play them I am gonna--”

“You’re gonna go nothing, Kylian.” You cut him off, your tone sharp and strict, making him whine into the phone.

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pinpurin · 10 months

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STU(DATING)

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ pavitr prabhakar

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ when ur studying with pav then 10 minutes later your lips are on his

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ this was requested by @fish-eat-fish

“My brain is liquifying send help” you texted your best friend. “LMFAO I’ll be over soon” pavitr responded almost immediately.

You squealed and kicked your feet knowing damn well you didn’t need help and you just wanted to see him without being weird about it.

You immedieatly stood up and observed your room, even though you guys have been friends for a while you still felt the need to impress him.

You walked around your room kicking dirty clothes underneath your bed and hiding wrappers in your drawers, After that you took out your textbooks and homework out on your desk. A couple of minutes later you heard the doorbell ring.

Flying down the stair and opening the door you were met with a shocked Pavitr. "How did you open the door so fast" he chuckled "You couldnt wait for me to get here huh" He smirked as he walked in kicking his shoes off.

“Pffft as if" you rolled your eyes biting back a smile. "Hey mama we're gonna study in my room" you said to your mom who was in the kitchen. "Thats fine, remeber door stays OPEN" she called out to you "Yeah yeah” you replied annoyed

you dragged Pav up to your room. He couldnt help but smile as his hand tingled at where you grabbed him. "Okay so what exactly did you need help with?" he asked taking his books out of his bag once you both reached your room.

What he had said went in one ear and out the other. All you could do is admire him, from his hair to his body everything was perfect, Even his personality.

You remember the first day you guys met and he was on your ass about naan bread, after his rambling you had asked him about his hair, and when he insisted he didnt put anything in there you argued with him about gatekeeping.

“Ummm are you okay?" Pav asked waving his hand in your face. "UHM ye-yeah what did you ask?" He chuckled lightly at you and you felt your heart thump faster inside your body as heat rose to your face.

“I asked what you needed help with" he smiled at you. "oh right its uh over here" you muttered pointing over to your desk while walking over to it.

You pulled put your seat and sat down, right when you were about to offer to find a seat for pav you felt his body press behind you back.

You stiffened up at the sudden contact. "Okay so heres how you do it.." Pav told you, his face leaning closer down your ear. You couldnt even focus with the small space you had between each other.

You look up lighly and see your pencil in his hand while he is explaining in great detail to a problem that you dont car aboout. There was no way he wasnt doing this on purpose.

Best friends arent usually this close, but this could be your sign that there was something more between you two. Or your brain could be against you and feeding into your delusions.

“Okay thats how you solve the problem, do you understand now?" he asked looking down at you. All you could do is stare into his brown eyes in admiration. After what feels like hours of staring you finally broke the silence with a question.

“Can i kiss you?" you asked him quietly. He looked shocked before slowly giving a small nod. you leaned in with him closing the gap in between you two.

As your lips connected you felt your heart pick up and your body geting hotter, not knowing that he felt the exact same way. As you both pulled away for air reality crept up on you as you had realized what you had just did.

You immediately covered your face with your hands in embarssment, slightly scooching your chair further from him. Once again your heard that adorable chuckle before his hands pulled yours away from your face.

"Did you invite me over so you could woo me?" he asked teasingly. “I've never felt so honored"

“oh shut up"

ANDDDD SCENE, it’s 2 in the fucking morning and I have to work at 12:30 but oh well, we are SLOWLY but SURELY getting request done 💪🏽. Anyways I’m currently listening to sorrows by Bryson tiller incase anyone cares.

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nolita-fairytale · 1 year

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make my heart surrender | carmen berzatto x fem!reader | chapter seven: tuesday, again

pairing: carmen berzatto x fem!reader

warnings: lots of swearing, tooth-rotting fluff, use of she/her pronouns, friends to lovers, references to sex, no use of y/n, second person pov, happy ending

word count: 3.8k

summary: you left your heart in chicago, so the only logical conclusion you've come to, is that you have to go back.

a/n: ok this author's note may be a long one. WOW. can i just say 'wow' holy shit?! i wrote this story in a week because inspiration struck and i couldn't get these characters, or this story, out of my freaking head. i am beyond grateful to any and all that read, liked, reblogged, or commented. thank you for being cheerleaders for me, carmy, and this story. i am truly so in love with these characters it hurts, so thank you for encouraging me to continue this love affair.

that being said, i am not done with these two at all. i have a few companion pieces i'm working on right now: a playlist, a headcanon, and maybe even a oneshot (or a few but who's counting)? thank you again for reading. please enjoy.

read: part six | masterlist

Tuesday, again.

It’s Tuesday again and your time in Chicago has come to an end. Carmy had stayed the night with you at your airbnb. But morning came, and he left early to start his morning at the restaurant. Truthfully, he just hadn’t wanted to watch you pack – couldn’t get out of there fast enough when you’d opened your suitcase. You noticed how much it bothered him, letting him know that you’d stop by the restaurant before heading to the airport.

And that was that. You’d gone your separate ways before, and you’d go your separate ways again – just for a little bit. And it wouldn't be like last the last time. It’s bittersweet – leaving today – but you keep reminding yourself of the conversation you’d had yesterday about the future of your relationship. You wanted to be with him, and Carmy wanted to be with you. The rest, you’d figure out as you go.

Your boyfriend.

It felt strange – even if he’d basically already been your unofficial platonic boyfriend back in New York. Adding a title to it was a whole other ball game.

New.

Never did you think, as you were preparing for this trip, that you’d return back home with Carmy as yours. You thought maybe you’d talk about what happened -- smooth things over -- but that would be that, and you’d go back to being friends. After this week, you were starting to believe you were never supposed to be just friends.

You had a feeling none of your friends would be surprised when you shared the news – not in the least.

You finish packing up your things, double checking that you haven’t left anything behind before heading to the restaurant. It’s about thirty minutes to lunch service, and since they’re not open just yet, you enter through the back door one last time for what feels like could be a while.

And there it is again: that bittersweet feeling.

“Chef!” Tina says, her eyes lighting up as she sees you. “You headin’ out today?”

“Hey, T,” you reply. “Yeah, I’m heading to the airport after this. Just wanted to stop by before I go.”

“Well you better come back soon,” she says almost as if it’s a threat, and you laugh in response.

“Of course.”

“There she is!” Marcus hollers across the kitchen, as soon as he spots you. “Damn. What am I gonna do with you?”

“Uh… keep doin’ what you’re doing and kill it?” you reply, eliciting a proud smile from him.

“Seriously. This last week… I’ve learned so much from you. Thank you,” he says, his gratitude evident in his voice.

“No, thank you, Marcus,” you answer, genuinely. “I haven’t felt this inspired in… well a while. I want to be kept up on all your new flavor pairings. Just remember. I’m only a text away.”

“Yes, chef,” he replies, moving in to give you a hug.

He wraps his arms around you and you hug him back. Boy, is it bittersweet. How, in one week, have you gotten so attached?

“Hey! I want in!” another voice chimes in, as you and Marcus’ hug comes to an end.

“Syd!”

You smile, greeting Sydney with a hug – a hello goodbye kind of hug.

“You better come visit me in New York,” you insist. You’re not sure how long you’ll be there, but you say it anyways, just in case it’s a while.

You watch as Sydney and Marcus exchange glaces.

“What?”

“Nothin’, chef,” Marcus answers, almost too quickly.

Sydney shrugs, “I don’t know. Just uh, wondering how long you’ll be there for.” She’s prodding and she knows it. You decide not to ask what she means by it.

“Well, if it ends up being longer… than I expect, you better come up,” you clarify.

“Okay, yes. I definitely will,” Sydney agrees with a nod, before pulling you in for one more hug.

“Hey, cousin said you’re headin’ out so Ebra’s made you a sandwich for the trip, babe. We’ll see ya around soon,” Richie greets, interrupting your moment with Sydney and Marcus.

Richie, whose affection seems to catch you off guard, slings an arm around you, handing you the sandwich that Ebraheim has so kindly wrapped up for you.

“Cousin!” Richie shouts, in search of Carmy.

“Jesus Christ, it’s ten in the morning. Are we already starting the yelling this early or-?” Carmy calls back to him. He bursts through the doors from where he’s been fixing something up in the front of house dining area. He stops as soon as he sees you.

“Hey.”

“Hey yourself,” you reply, taking in the image of his unruly curls, white t-shirt, and blue apron you've gotten so used to over the last few days.

It’s almost as if everyone else but Richie tries to make themselves as busy as possible – to give you two a chance to say goodbye. You can hear Marcus and Sydney making themselves scarce as Angel and Manny turn the sink water back on.

“I just uh-, wanted to stop by before heading to the airport,” you say, unsure of just how much everyone else knows about you and Carmy’s current relationship. “Say goodbye to everyone.”

It’s clear that they know something’s up, but you still have your reservations about kissing him in front of everyone.

“What do you mean?" Richie asks, glaring at Carmy. "This asshat’s not takin’ you to the airport?”

Richies practically shouting for the entire kitchen to hear, causing you and Carmy both to take a breath. You exchange a ‘here we go again’ look as Richie continues on.

“What kind of-, I swear to god, cousin-.”

“Richie!” you hear Tina snap, looking up from her prep station. “Shut the fuck up and give them a minute, you old bitch.”

Richie throws his hands up, before bowing out of the conversation, leaving just you and Carmy in the middle of the walkway. You can hear Richie and Tina bickering in hushed tones over by the stove, earning a quiet laugh from you.

Your heart aches in the best way as you commit this moment to memory.

God, you're going to miss this.

“You wanna..?” Carmy asks, nodding his head in the direction of the back door.

You nod in agreement, letting him lead you back out to the alley.

And now it’s really just the two of you, and while it’s not the most romantic of backgrounds, you’re going to work with what you’ve got. Carmy seems nervous as he fidgets with the ties of his apron.

“You uh, you sure you don’t want me to take you to the airport?” Carmy asks hesitantly, thinking back to Richie’s earlier comment.

“Yeah, I’m sure,” you answer with confidence. “Besides, I’d never want to take you away from these guys. You open in a few anyway.”

He smiles, accepting your answer. It’s something he loves about you: that you get it. You understand that sometimes the food’s gotta come first.

You didn’t know why it felt so weird – so challenging, awkward, strange – to say goodbye to him. Because it wasn’t really a goodbye. And it also was and you’re not sure if you have a name for this feeling yet.

“Carm?”

“Yeah?”

Instead of answering with words, you just reach over, grabbing that beautiful head of hair of his, and you kiss him. He tastes of the cigarette he smoked on his walk to The Bear and the Altoid mint he had later in his office in anticipation of your arrival. You want to memorize each and every part of this: the way he smells, the way he tastes, the way his hands feel on you. He pulls you in, wrapping his arms around you as you continue your passionate make out – your passionate goodbye kiss – in the alleyway behind the restaurant.

Your kisses begin to slow down, and before you know it, you’re pulling away from him.

“Text me when you land, okay?” he asks, a hopeful look in his eyes.

You nod, “Yes. Yeah. I will.”

And you want to turn to go, but you can’t yet, so you add, “Thanks for inviting me out here.”

He laughs dryly, leaving one more kiss on your lips for the road.

“Thanks for coming to see me. I’ll see you soon.”

A few Tuesdays later

It takes exactly five minutes of being back in New York to realize that Chicago is where you need to be. You don’t regret asking for time to think, but you almost felt silly to worry that you wouldn’t come to this conclusion. You have to go back: to the restaurant, to purpose, to Carmy.

You let yourself think through every little detail, and in each scenario, you know that Chicago is where you’re supposed to be. It had, afterall, been everything you’d felt you were missing.

Your heart was there, and for once, you were going to let yourself follow it.

You’d just needed some time to let your head and your heart catch up – get on the same page – and wrapping things up in New York gave you that time to get clear that this was your next step.

Not that you mind letting the man you adored and some very hot sex cloud your judgment.

It takes a few weeks, but you and Carmy text every day, even on the busy days. Some days you text a lot, and some it’s just a few exchanges: a ‘good morning’ text, a ‘thinking of you,’ and a ‘goodnight’ text when he’s wrapped up at the restaurant. But it doesn’t bother you. You know what it’s like. Other days, you’re able to sneak in a phone call… maybe even a FaceTime… and if you’re really lucky, you get to talk for hours before either of you realize it’s two in the morning and you should’ve been asleep a long time ago.

People are always coming and going in New York City. It’s why it’s not hard to find a sublet for your apartment, and once you’ve set the ball in motion, it feels impossible to backtrack. After you find the subletter, you tell the restaurant that you’re not coming back and they’re not happy with your decision. You tell them you’re moving to Chicago and only a few people left on staff understand why. Your friends who know you and Carmy aren’t surprised – just as you expected – and by the end of your happy hour catch up, they’re halfway to booking you a ticket to Chicago for that night.

Your parents on the other hand are less than ecstatic. They have more questions, more hesitations, and they want to make sure you’re thinking things through. You tell them that you have, that you’ve combed through every possible scenario, and each time you come to the conclusion that this is what you have to do.

But they’re happy you’re happy. They say they’ve never seen you like this and you agree. You’ve never felt this way before either.

You’ve got to stay just a little longer – make sure you can get all your shit sold or moved. Because you’re a responsible adult even when you hate being a responsible adult. It takes a few more days to get an available U-Haul, and you’re all packed up. You’d called Carmy earlier to tell him, but he’s not answering his phone. Sydney hadn’t been in touch either, so you figured they were slammed at the restaurant.

Holy shit. This is really happening, you think to yourself.

With one foot over the ledge already, you’re off.

Wednesday, again.

You’ve set him up so well that if he blows it, you’re gonna be pissed. All he has to do is be his normal, annoying, crass self.

C’mon, Richie, you think to yourself, pleading with the gods that this goes the way you hope it will.

As you’d told him your plan, he seemed more than happy to oblige. Just rile him up a little just to make the surprise that much better. Richie wouldn’t miss out on an opportunity like that, would he? You can hear shouting coming from the kitchen, and can tell your plan has been set in motion.

“Richie, what the fuck are you talking about? They said what? Who?” Carmy asks, frustratedly.

Yesterday’s dinner service was a shitshow. It’d been slower for lunch this afternoon, and he berates himself for being naive enough to think that he could catch his breath today. The last thing he needed after yesterday was some food critic coming into his restaurant to pick apart all of their hard work.

“I don’t know, cousin,” Richie shouts back defensively, as if he has no other volume level than that one. “I don’t know if she’s a fuckin’ food critic or not but she sounded like one. Somethin’ about an overseasoned juice or whatever the fuck!” “Jus,” Carmy corrects. “It’s pronounced, ‘zjhoo,’ fucko. Not ‘juice.’ How many times do I have to tell you?”

“Yeah, yeah, fuck if I care,” Richie mutters. “All I’m saying is you should go out there and give the pompous jack hole a piece of your mind.”

“Alright, if it’s going to get you off my back, I’ll do it!” Carmy snaps, having had enough of Richie’s shouting. “Just tell me where she’s sitting so I know who to talk to.”

“At the bar. Christ,” Richie sighs, removing himself from the conversation entirely as he steps away from Carmy.

Carmy sighs in frustration. He removes his apron before hanging it on one of the wall hooks, then makes his way through the swinging doors that lead to the dining area. It’s still slow, even after the small lunch peak they’d just experienced, and there’s only one woman sitting at the bar.

You.

It’s then the Carmy realizes he’s been set up. This was all just an act to get him out here – out to the front of house. His breath catches in his throat as he sees you sitting at the bar of his restaurant. You lock eyes with him, and he’s suddenly feeling much more nervous than he previously was.

“Surprise,” is all you manage to get out, half apologetically.

He makes his way to the open side of the bar, stepping around it so that he can stand on the same side as you.

“Hey,” he says, even though he’s practically speechless.

“So uh…” he stammers nervously. Out of all the things he could say to you all he can think of is, “What’s this I hear about an overseasoned jus?”

You shrug, a devious smile on your face and a sense of mischief in your eyes, “Well I had to come up with something that’d get your attention.”

“It worked. Consider it gotten,” he nods, a blush running all the way down his neck. “Wh-, What’re you doing here?”

He doesn't mean for it to sound so abrupt, but what he really wants to ask is: what does this mean?

You wait, taking half of a beat.

“I… heard you might be hiring another pastry chef to… you know… help out around here,” you reply, nodding towards the kitchen. Carmy has no idea how you’re playing it so cool, and you’re not sure how you are either.

“I-, I’d have to talk to Marcus first,” he stammers, matter of factly. His head is spinning, and he can’t breathe, in a good way this time. He can’t believe you’re here and half expects to wake up and realize he’s only dreaming.

“Of course,” you nod in agreement.

You pause again, wondering if he’s surprised in a bad way.

“I uh… I called,” you offer up, almost as an apology.

“We’ve been slammed,” Carmy replies, taking a step closer to you. “And I passed the fuck out last night after service. I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s okay! I-, I figured…” you chuckle, beginning to explain yourself. “I just wanted you to know that-, I mean the rental company had a last minute opening and it was gonna take a few more weeks to get another a U-Haul if I didn’t-. I didn’t intend on making this like… you know this big surprise or anything…”

“... but then I saw Richie first and uh, well, I couldn’t help fucking with you a little bit.”

He laughs, shaking his head at you, “So this was a set up?”

“Oh yeah.”

You stand up, out of the bar chair, taking a step towards him. You look around, noticing that the restaurant is mostly empty, save for a couple in a booth over by the window.

“You never answered my question. About you. Being here,” Carmy starts, redirecting the conversation back to you. He doesn’t want to get his hopes up – needs you to say you’re here for good before he lets himself feel all of this excitement that’s bubbling up in his body.

“Right. I just came here to tell you that uh, I found someone to take over my lease in New York,” you start, seeing Carmy’s eyes light up.

God, you’ve missed the way he looks at you.

“And the urban garden I've been volunteering with… they got me connected with a spot here. Keep my head out of my ass,” you continue, eliciting another laugh from Carmy at your crude comment.

“Natalie’s-, she and Pete are gonna help find a place too.”

You take another step towards him.

“You talked to Natalie?” he asks, surprised.

And he, towards you.

You shrug, playfully teasing him, “She picks up her phone.”

“Right,” Carmy says shyly.

If he had picked up his phone you would’ve told him that you were coming and he’s not sure what he would have liked more: knowing ahead of time, or this surprise. Fuck it. He doesn’t care how it happened. He’s just glad he gets to have you.

“I… had a lot of time to think on the drive and-,” you tell him.

“Uh oh,” he interjects, playfully. “That’s never good.”

You shake your head with a laugh, “Will you just shut up and let me get through this?”

He concedes to you, a soft smile on his face as he waits for what you’re going to say next, as you continue your whole boombox over head, throwing stones at the window love confession thing.

“I was thinking that maybe I’d stick around for a while… get a cat or something to keep me company on the days we just can’t stand each other,” you say.

It’s not what he’s expecting to hear but he understands what you’re really saying. You want to be here. With him. You want to plant roots.

With him.

“A cat?” he questions.

“Well, yeah neither of us have time for a dog. We’re both gonna be too busy with the restaurant,” you answer, continuing this scenario you’ve got in your head.

“We?”

“We.”

Another step.

He waits for you to say more, but you both understand that anything else would be overcomplicating it. And suddenly you’re standing so close to each other that you’re grateful that there’s only two other people in this restaurant.

“Does this mean-?” he begins to ask, trailing off toward the end. He looks down at the floor, wondering why he feels so shy.

“That I packed all my shit up to move here? Yeah,” you reply, confirming his assumptions about where this was going. “When I got back, it took me about five minutes to realize that what I’ve been looking for-, I had it. For a week. Here.”

He looks back up from the floor, to you, his blue eyes staring into your soul.

You take a pause once more, mustering up all the courage in your body to say what you need to say next.

“I want to be here, Car. With you. If the offer still stands.”

He looks at you, you speechless, because he can’t believe this is real.

But this is real. You’re not dreaming, he reminds himself.

He opens his mouth to say something and all that comes out is, “You hungry?” And you’re shaking your head and laughing, hopelessly in love with the man standing mere inches away from you who can barely get out the words he needs to tell you how he feels.

“Because I’m sure you’ve had a long trip and I can-,” he continues to ramble, his face inches away from yours.

“God, I fuckin’ love you,” you blurt out, impulsively closing the gap between the two of you. You press your lips to his, giving him the most passionate kiss you’ve perhaps given anyone, and he kisses you back.

Because he loves you too.

And he never wants to let you go ever again.

Your kiss is suddenly interrupted by the sounds of voices, cheers, and a few claps, splitting the two of you apart. You both turn to find the entire staff of The Bear, crowded around the door that leads to the kitchen, and peeking out. Tina’s got a proud smile on her face, while Richie is most certainly the one clapping. Marcus is saying an ‘oh shit’ to Sydney while she’s practically squealing at the two of you.

You and Carmy exchange a look. He looks away, his face turning redder by the second, as you laugh.

“I called it! What did I say? Did I say three weeks? I think I fuckin' said three weeks." Richie cries out in celebration, his fist pumping into the air in triumph, earning a groan of disappointment from Gary.

"Pay up, fuckos!"

“Wait, what?” Carmy asks, his brows knitted together in confusion.

Sydney rolls her eyes, beginning to pull a few ten dollar bills out of her apron as Tina mutters an insult in Spanish

“You guys were-,” you start, searching the faces of your future colleagues.

“Betting on how long it would take for you to come back? Yes, chef. Yes we were,” Marcus answers, cheekily. “I said two weeks. Syd put her money on a month, but Richie said three.”

“I just meant that it’s not that easy to move! Not that you wouldn’t come back,” Sydney adds, justifying her guesstimate.

“I said she’d be back in a week,” Tina chimes in.

“It was clear to us you’d be back. We just didn’t know when,” Gary informs, leaning up against the bar.

“Well, that’s news to me,” you laugh, shooting Carmy a look that says ‘did you know about this?’

He shakes his head ‘no.’

“You two are also idiots. That was also clear to all of us,” Tina points out, earning a laugh from you and Sydney.

“Never even cleared your work station, chef,” Marcus adds, nodding back towards the kitchen. “You can uh-, come join us when you’re ready.”

You watch as Marcus disappears, back into the kitchen, hearing the sound or Richie’s more than jovial chants that he was right. Tina’s yelling at him in Spanish and Sydney’s telling Richie to shut the fuck up.

You’ve missed this.

“I uh… gotta get back to work,” Carmy says, pulling you out of your head. The blush permeating his face has spread all the way down to his neck and he's not sure how he's supposed to continue the day like this. “Gotta wrap up lunch and prep for dinner.” But he gets to do it with you, so he's gonna figure it the fuck out.

He turns to you, holding out his hand.

“You comin’ or what?”

You’re beaming as you take his hand, your heart pounding out of your chest. It feels like a beginning of something you don't have the words for, and you're very much okay with that. You're ready to throw caution to the wind and fearlessly dive in -- to take a leap -- as long as you get to do it with him too.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

the end.

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Tell me a lie

Part 1

Modern au!Choso x reader,breakup,angst,hurt/comfort,happy ending i promise

The day you break up with Choso, ironically,is the anniversary of the day you two met.

Breaking up with Choso,was easy;you two weren't real couples to begin with. The whole thing only started out as a joke;since the two of you kept getting hit on in College almost every day,you thought it'll be a funny idea to play pretend with your best friend.

"what if we pretend to date?i bet that'll help us out."

It was a joke. A stupid, thoughtless joke.

A joke,that got real too fast.

"what if we did?"

So you did. At that time,it seemed like the best idea; after all,you and Choso never had any romantic feelings toward one another,so it wouldn't hurt right?

But breaking up did hurt. No matter what.

Falling in love with Choso was easy. Of course it was;he was the kindest guy you've ever knew. He was your best friend since the first semester in college,and the only guy you could rely on.

Falling in love with Choso was easy, because you've always loved him deep in your heart.

The sky was blue,night was dark,and you loved Choso Kamo.

Simple as that.

But as you watch Choso stare down at his hands across yours on the small table tucked in the corner of a cozy cafe,you cant help but to wonder how easy it would be to reach out and wrap your fingers around his.

But no. You wont do that; because that wasnt the deal. You both had agreed that after college ends,so does your fake relationship. And thats why you're here;to end whatever was going on between the two of you.

"so...thats it." You clear your throat,trying to muster enough courage for an awkward smile, "the last day of college. "

Choso doesnt say a word.

"what,uh,what would you do now?"

Your eyes remain on the way his long, elegant fingers tap against the coffee mug he's holding.

Tap,tap,tap

"I'll look for job. Take care of Yuji."

"oh yeah!you mentioned he's gonna live with you from now on,must be exciting!"

And finally,Choso looks up. And how you wished he'd continue to look at you forever.

"if we're done here,i should go pick up Yuji from his daycare."

And you just nod, dumbfounded as he grabs his coat and pays for both of your drinks. You dont say a word,not until he's almost out of the door,before glancing back at you with the smallest,most forced smile you've ever seen from him.

"it was nice being with you,y/n. Take care."

"you too Choso..."

I Love you

You dont say. Instead,you just sit there,staring out of the cafe window as the first snowflakes of winter start to fall.

And if you've shed a tear or two,no one would know.

+++

"yes!yes thank you so much!!! I'll head straight there!!!"

As you rush to the nearest bus stop,you check the address your friend has sent you. If you took the bus right now,you would be there in no time!

Why the rush?

Lets just say,job hunting was going nowhere. So as soon as your friend from college mentioned she knew someone who needed a sitter for their sibling,you jumped at the opportunity.

As you get off the bus,you double check the location your friend has sent you and smile;the house is nothing big,just a regular household you see on streets. The front yard has few flowers and plants,and when you ring the doorbell,your heart beats loudly against your ribcage.

The door swings open,and when you dont see anyone in front of you, you raise your brow until you hear a tiny,excited voice calling for you.

"Hi y/n!!"

Your eyes draws downward,and you let out a small squeak;the small boy standing in front of you is nothing but adorable. His spikey pinkish hair is messy,and his big brown eyes are so innocent. There are scratches and small bruises on his cheeks,arms and knees,and the huge, blinding smile he's giving you makes anyone's heart melt.

But that's not the reason you're almost having a heart attack no.

The reason is-

"Yuji!i told you not to open the door without me!!"

Yuji,the small boy turns around and smiles sheepishly.

"Sorry,Choso-nii!"

You swallow,and as you're wondering if its too late to turn around and run,the man himself,Choso freaking Kamo opens the door wider and upon seeing you,grows quiet.

There's an awkward moment where neither of you say anything.

"...y/n. Why are you here..?"

You cough,and hold up your phone for him to see.

"Remember Yuki,from college?she told me her friend needed a sitter for his younger sibling...so.."

"You're my new sitter,y/n?!"

The small squeal has you melting and you knee in front of Yuji and ruffle his hair.

"hey Yuji,i see you still remember me."

The boy gives you a toothy grin, showing you he's missing a few,and nods.

"Big bro always talks about you-"

"Yuji," Choso's calm voice snaps both of your heads his way, "why dont you go watch tv while we speak?"

Yuji,the ever polite kid he is,rushes inside. Leaving you alone with your kinda-friend who you haven't seen in six months.

Not since your break-up.

When Choso clears his throat,you nervously glance up at him and hate the way your heart throbs,even after six months.

You still love him.

"so," he awkwardly steps aside, "want a cup of tea?"

#jujutsu kaisen #choso x you #jjk choso #choso x reader #choso kamo x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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lizzieislife94x · 5 months

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Mafia Boss (e.o)

Requested<3

Lizzie x G!P Reader

Y/ns POV:

"Just get it done keep it clean and call me when it's done!" I spit out at the idiots I call employees they can't do anything right, I hang up slamming my phone on the table "baby is everything ok" my beautiful girlfriend Elizabeth says walking over rubbing her hand up and down my arm "yeah everything's ok baby just work hey I got you this dress for the party tonight" I say softly handing her the dress I bought I won't lie it's short and tight and I know its gonna hug her ass and tits perfectly "babyyyy thank you so much" she exclaimed excitedly jumping up and down as I pull her into a passionate kiss after a minute of her soft lips working against mine I break away and slap her ass "go get ready sexy we leave in 2 hours" I say as she turns and walks away.

Finally she's ready I look at her as my eyes almost pop out there head "fuck me lizzie you look wow" I say flirting with my sexy ass girlfriend "by the way you take forever to get ready" I giggle as she slaps my arm "and you wouldn't have it any other way by the way you look sexy y/n I don't know why but seeing you in suits does things to me it really does" she bites her lip as she runs her hand over my crotch knowing exactly what she doing "ah ahah I don't think so lizzie not right now behave we need to get to this party I have a little business to take care of" she pouts and walks out to the car as I shake my head and laugh at her "someone's pouty" I tease as I get in to drive it takes almost 40 mins to arrive as i hand my keys to a valet "my lady shall we" I smile offering my hand to my frustrated girlfriend "boss they're here and waiting we've checked no weapons so all clear to go in" my right hand man whispers as I nod to let him know I understand "hey princess I need to take care of business go have a drink ill be done in 5 minutes" I say as I kiss my girlfriend on the head.

Lizzies POV:

Fuck she's so sexy walking away no lizzie don't think about how sexy y/n is she's in the bad books she left you wet and needy and she didn't even know it, I honestly have no reason to be annoyed but i just am she knows it turns me on, I strut over to the bar and order a drink as I patiently wait for my girlfriend I hate when she's dealing with business I don't want her to get hurt, I let out a sigh as I drink my drink "well what's a beauty like you doing alone care to dance" a charming 6 foot blonde man asks trying to hit on me I should tell him who my girlfriend is but decided against it i think its time to really annoy y/n "omg yes thank you I'd love to dance" I say as I take his hand and follow him to the dance floor we continue to dance for a while until I spot y/n glaring at me I decided to push a little further and really play with fire so slowly start to grind on him smirking as I do.

Y/ns POV:

We walk out and shake hands with the leader of the opposite gang as we just finished laying some ground rules as soon as I turn my head I see lizzie with some guy all over her dancing what the fuck is she doing is she trying to end this guy, as soon as she locks eyes with me she starts grinding on this idiot "find out who that is that's all over her before I start fucking hurting people" I spit out as the jealousy bursts out of me "umm ahh actually y/n that's my son" the man I just finished the meeting with chimes in "well if you don't get him away from my fucking girlfriend right now I will make sure he sleeps with the fishes and ill do it personally you have 10 seconds 9..8..7" i start to count anger spilling from my lips as his 2 of his people run over to pull him away from lizzie i take a second to calm down before I walk over to her with a smile "now princess what was that all about I think we better get going because your in trouble "

I see her visibly gulp and take her hand leading her out to the car as we wait for them to bring it round lizzie whisper just loud enough for me to hear "baby I uh..I.. nothing happened I just wanted to push your buttons you left me all needy" awh she's trying to seem like butter wouldn't melt "and you think rubbing your ass against some dude is nothing oh honey you need to be taught a lesson you need to remember who you belong to" I say loud enough for people around to hear and I see her face turn red as I open the door for her to get into the car and climb into the drivers seat "what's wrong princess " I taunt resting my hand on her thigh as I drive home slipping it higher every so often "baby I'm yours no one elses" she says out of the blue making me giggle "and I'm yours but you need to learn that no one gets to touch what's mine your lucky that dude was 5 seconds away from taking a nap in the Hudson " I say as she bites her lip when I'm in full business mode she loves it she loves the power I hold "fuck baby I wouldn't have been dancing with him if you didn't leave me wet and needy before we left" I look at her shocked and laugh "what are you talking about I didn't tease you before we left you tried to grab my dick princess " she huffs and folds her arms "you know what you in suits does to me you could have fucked me before we left "I squeeze her thigh and smirk "princess I had business to attend to but trust me your getting fucked as soon as we get home" I say sweetly giving her a smile after 10 minutes of driving we arrive home and lizzie rushes out and runs outside as I giggle following her so needy I head straight upstairs knowing she'll be in the bedroom and stop in my tracks "how did you get naked so quick" I say as I bite my lip walking over to her "I have my ways" she smirks pulling me down into a Firey kiss as she works on getting my clothes off after a minute I stand up to remove my boxers I slowly rub my dick as I look into her eyes and grab her ankles pulling her to the edge of the bed "mhh good girls get lots of foreplay bad girls get pounded till they can't take it anymore " I husk out into her ear as I feel her full body shiver I bite my lips as I tease her entrance with the tip of my cock fuck she wasn't lying about being wet "please y/n please fuck me I've been a naughty girl" as soon as the words leave her mouth I sink deep inside my girlfriend bottoming out in one thrust "yesssssssss y/n fuckkkk aaaah" she screams as she arches her back "is this what you wanted you naughty girl my cock deep inside you?" She nods with her eyes closed as I thrust hard and deep "words Elizabeth words is this what you wanted" I continue my relentless pace pounding into lizzie the sounds ofher wet cunt as my dick slams in and out is music to my ears her moans make me so fucking hard "yes yes yes this is...what..I.. wanted baby fuck don't stop I'm cumingggg " I moan as I feel her walls hug my cock tighter "fuck lizzie this pussy is mine" I moan as I fuck her faster not giving her time to recover I feel the knot in my stomach getting stronger "fuck baby I'm so close I'm gonna fill your little cunt is that ok" I moan out as I lift her leg over my shoulder getting deeper "uhh...fu...oh god yes baby cum inside me please I want to feel you" i look down and notice lizzie cumming again as she creams over my cock I feel my thrusts getting sloppy as my orgasm approaches fast after a few more thrusts I slam deep inside her filling her with my seed as I lean my forehead against hers breathing fast "fuck princess" she moans and I smirk "yeah it was amazing but remember your mine if anyone touches you again ill make them disappear " I say with a smile as I lay next to her pulling her close "so protective I love it y/n I love you" she whispers against my ear making me smile.

AN: if you have any requests let me know, hope this was OK word count 1.5k

#elizabeth olsen #lizzie olsen #fanfic #marvel mcu #mcu fanfiction #oneshot #smut #wattpad #lizzieislife94x #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff imagine #mommy wanda #wanda marvel #wandavision #wanda mcu #wanda maximommy #wanda smut #wanda x you

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danurso · 1 year

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Yang: Aaahhh! The beach! Oh, I missed this place!

Weiss: *holding an umbrella* Why do you feel the need to be so dramatic about it? It's just a beach.

Yang: It's the best place in the world! Not that you would know anything about it, being the first time in a place with so much sun and all.

Weiss: I've been to beaches before!

Yang: Your pale ghost skin begs to differ.

Weiss: *eyebrow twitching*

Ruby: Relax everyone, we came here to enjoy the place.

Nora: Hell yeah we did! *holding a surfboard above her head* Last one in the water smells like a dead fish! *Bolts away*

Ren: I better make sure she doesn't hit a rock again. *Follows*

Ruby: You're coming Blake?

Blake: *sitting on a shadow and reading* Thank you, but no thank you.

Yang: Your loss!

Yang shifts her focus to a fellow blonde, and makes her way towards him with a cheeky grin.

Yang: Hey there ladykiller~

Jaune: *putting on sunscreen* Hey. Gimme a second, gonna join you guys as soon as i finish here.

Yang: So, I'm done changing. Whaddya think?

Jaune, who up until now was focused on covering himself with sunscreen, finally looked at Yang who had her hair on a ponytail and wore a simple orange bikini, with her favorite glasses resting on her head.

Jaune: *red* Oh. . . .it looks uhmm *scratching his neck* I-it looks pretty good.

Yang: Hehehe, that's good to know. Mind getting me something to drink?

Jaune: S-sure. *Walks off*

Yang: *Grinning*

Ruby: Planning to make a move already? Or are you just gonna use him as an errand boy?

Yang: Oh please, I'm taking things slowly for now, giving it time to do stuff right y'know?

Ruby: Uh-huh.

Weiss: Well, taking your time is a good thing, but if you don't pay attention someone might snatch him from under your nose.

Yang: Oh yeah? And who would try and do that?

Weiss: *Looking behind Yang* Apparently, quite a lot of girls.

Yang turned around to see Jaune in the distance, drinks in hand and with an awkward smile as a flock of girls surrounded him.

Weiss: Well, it seems like Nora was right.

Ruby: Dammit! Now I owe her twenty bucks. . . .Yang?

Yang: *walking towards the group*

Ruby: . . . . . .think they're going to be okay?

Weiss: No clue, but for all legal intents and purposes, I do not know her.

Ruby: *deadpan* Thanks, that was very reassuring of you.

*Meanwhile*

Jaune: Err. . . .look, I really need to go now.

Girl1: Aww, why don't you come hang out with us?

Girl2: We're gonna play volley, we could use someone like you on our team~

Girl3: It's gonna be fun! Come on~

Jaune: I would love to, but i'm with my friends already so-

Yang: Hey there everyone! *Pushes through the group and hugs jaunes arm* You need something?

Jaune: *red* Y-yang?

Girl2: Who are you?

Girl1: We got here first! Dibs on the Blondie

Girl3: Yeah! Go find your own!

Yang: Oh really? *Hair on fire, eyes glowing red* Wanna say that again?

The trio yelped in surprise, falling back on the sand before running away.

Yang: Hmph, That's better.

Jaune: Weren't you a little too harsh with them?

Yang: You're too nice y'know? You can't just let girls harass you like that.

Jaune: They weren't harassing me, they're staying in a house around here and just wanted me to go with them to play volleyball.

Yang: . . . . .so they wanted you to follow them to their house just to play volleyball?

Jaune: Yes.

Yang: Even though there's like, three volleyball areas a few meters from here

Jaune: Well. . . . .yeah.

Yang: *sigh* You're so innocent it's almost cute. But keep something on your head, girls like that usually want something else from you.

Jaune: What could they want with-

Yang: *gives him a look*

Jaune: . . . . . . .*pink* oh, right. I see your point.

Yang: Oh don't worry, no one really gets it the first time it happens to them. Just remember, the next time you get approached by a girl, pay attention so you don't get tricked by their charms. *Takes her drink and starts drinking*

Jaune: Thanks but. . . . .this isn't the first time that happens.

Yang: *spits drink* It's what!?

Jaune: It already happened before now that I think about it.

Yang: When!?

Jaune: Well, there was this one time where a girl stopped me and asked for directions, and insisted that I guided her myself, even offering lunch as thanks. . . . .there's also that lady from the dust shop who keeps calling me a good boy and offering me a job as her personal assistant. Oh, there's also the time where I tried to help a girl who fell from her bike and twisted her ankle, I offered to use my semblance on her but she kept insisting that I should carry her to a hospital. There was also this one time where. . . . . . . .wow, this happens way more often than I ever thought before.

Yang: . . . . . .

Jaune: Yang? You okay?

Yang: *Smiling* Yeah, doing great.

Jaune: Uhm, okay. I'm going in the water, you're coming.

Yang: Sure, I'm right behind you.

Jaune: *leaves*

Yang: . . . . . . .

Weiss: *joins in* So, problem solved?

Yang: No. . . . .nowhere near that, my noodle was in danger all this time and I didn't even know.

Ruby: It's just some girls trying to hit on him, it's not a big deal. It's not like Jaune is the type of guy to let himself be swayed by someone he just met.

Weiss: Though maybe, if you're really so concerned about someone stealing him from you, you could stop playing around and do what has to be done already.

Yang: . . . . .you're right. No more joking, I have to take this seriously from now on, there only one way to keep him safe and I'm doing it!

*A few days later*

Jaune: You sure you wanted to come? I thought you didn't like comics.

Yang: They're pretty nice, ruby loves them too.

Jaune: I know. . . . .can i ask you something though?

Yang: Yes?

Jaune: Why are you dressed up like this?

Yang: *Wearing a black suit, sunglasses and an earpiece* No particular reason.

Jaune: I see. . . . . .

Girl: Hey there handsome~

Jaune: Hey-

Yang: Hostile in sight! Deadly force authorized!

Girl: What the- GHAA!!! *gets tackled to the ground*

Jaune: YANG!?!?

Ruby: *in the next aisle, sorting through comics* Welp, that went well. Looking on the bright side, no one died yet, so your plan seems to have worked.

Weiss: *holding a pile of comics for her* THAT WAS NOT WHAT I MEANT FOR HER TO DO!!!!!

#rwby #yang xiao long #jaune arc #jaune x yang #rwby jaune x yang #rwby jaune arc #rwby yang xiao long #dragonslayer #rwby dragonslayer #ruby rose #rwby ruby rose #weiss schnee #rwby weiss schnee

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cerseis-fav-maiden · 1 year

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A/N: I’m feelin some angst comfort today soooo I’m gonna write this tho no one asked for it lol

Oh ok….going home?

Melissa Schemmenti x FemReader

(Not my gif)

You and Melissa had been dating for about 5 months now but this was your first Valentines with her you were so excited you were gonna take flowers to her at Abbott and some pasta you made…plus you decorated the whole house…she always loved that you enjoyed cooking as well you get all dolled up and get onto your car heading to Abbott then you text her about your arrival because she hates surprises and she has a new kid who’s really rowdy so she’s most likely stressed

You: Hey mel I brought you lunch I’m almost there your in the kitchen right?

🩵mel🩵 : I am.

You: okie!!

You begin to think you shouldn’t have done this by her response..but to late now your already flowers in your purse and pasta in hand… you walk in immediately greeted by Barbara who adores you “awe you brought her food on Valentines how sweet y/n!” Melissa sits grading not even acknowledging your presence you really thought she’d be excited…you slowly walk over “hi mel…” you say timidly putting the Tupperware of food next to her on the table “hm?” She responds “oh thanks you gonna go home now? Cause I have my hands full right now and I don’t need you here right now” You’ve always been sensitive but that really hurt you you being to tear up “um yeah sorry to bother you” you practically run out of the room as soon as the door shuts behind you everyone’s eyes turn to Melissa

Then out of silence barb says “Melissa Schemmenti what in gods name is wrong with you?!” Melissa scoffs “nothing? Just busy why?” Barbs turn to scoff “PLEASE LIKE YOU DIDNT JUST ENTIRELY DISMISS YOUR GIRLFRIEND WHO DID SOMETHING NICE FOR YOU ON VALENTINES?!?” Melissa starts to think and goes “oh please I’m sure she’s fine” barb laughs “ok lemme call her” she calls me I answer clearly stuffy nose and wobbly voice “what’s up barb?” “Are you ok hunny?” “Sure, yeah it’s fine maybe she just didn’t want to talk to me on Valentines I get it it’s ok” I say crying again Mel tears up and signals for barb to hang up “ok well I’m taking her class for the rest of the day and she’s coming to you” Mel is quick out the door and in her car…

You meanwhile are at your shared home sobbing on the couch flowers on the floor in front of you you hear a car pull up and panic you don’t want her to be even more mad so you run and lock your self in the bathroom she comes in seeing all the decorations and she feels so horrible “where you at sweet girl!?” She yells into the house walking down the hall hearing you in the bathroom she stop’s outside the door “hun?” You choke out a response “yes? Are you ok?” She sighs “come out here please I’m sorry” you cry a bit “your not mad?” She tears up “no hun I’m not I promise I’ll explain I just want to hold you please I’m so sorry” you stand opening the door standing there shyly tear stained face and say “hi” she chuckles sympathetically “hi pretty girl” she reaches out but doesn’t hug you yet asking silent permission in which you nod she repeats over and over while hugging you “I’m sorry I’m so sorry” you pull away walking to the living room picking up the flowers and half heartily handing them to her she takes them “thank you baby” I smile lightly “um I hope you liked the pasta there’s more in the fridge” she tuts at you “nu uh dearie we are talking about this you can’t just let people hurt you hun” i sigh “I know Mel I just can we change into pj’s and lay on the couch first” she smiles brightly “anything you want darling”

We both change and I beat her to the couch she quickly follows pulling me into her lap “ok love I’m sorry I know I’ve said that a lot I snapped at you over stress at work something I should never do none the less on Valentines” I nod accepting her apology burying my head into her neck “ok so wanna bake together after a well deserved nap?” she asks trying to cheer you up “yes Mel that sounds perfect thank you!” You forgive her understanding her reasoning and the rest of the day is perfect…

#wlw crush #middleagedwoman #melissa schemmenti imagine #melissa schemmenti x reader #melissa schemmenti #abbott elementary #angst to comfort

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harrywavycurly · 1 year

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Hi Sarah! I’m just wanting some convos between reader and her friends about husband Eddie. I know she gossips about their relationship to maybe Nancy and Robin? 😂🥰

Hiii babes!!! Oh yes of course she tells Nancy and Robin details about Eddie and their relationship! I hope you enjoy these😂💖

-find all things husband Eddie here✨

-I put a 💕 next to the convos that are with Nancy and ✨ means it’s a convo with Robin

*Robin wants all the details on your wedding night but instantly regrets it*

✨ “wait wait…you mean to tell me Eddie Munson did all that? No fucking way…” “you’d be surprised what he’s capable of.” “But he’s just…such a pushover…” “I mean yeah but that’s…outside of the bedroom.” “So what as soon as the lights go out he turns into this assertive dominant…man?” “Why did you say man like it was a question?” “Because i’ve always thought he identified as like a string bean but what you’re describing is…well no vegetable I know can do all that.” “You’re so annoying.” “So it was good then? Like better than it was before marriage?” “Oh totally better than before we were married…I don’t know why…maybe something about getting to call him my husband or something?” “I always knew you two were freaks.” “You’re the one who asked how it was.” “Yeah…I shouldn’t have done that.”

💕 “I’m going to kill him.” “What did he do now?” “He ate the last fucking bag of hot Cheetos and I don’t have a back up like I normally do because he’s making me lay off them for a bit.” “He’s making you take a cheeto break? Why?” “Fuck if I know! Something about it’s not good for me or some shit.” “I can tell you’re really mad…want to see if I have any?” “No…I just want you to tell me if it’s okay if I kill him or not.” “No you can’t kill him…you’d miss him the moment there’s a spider in the shower.” “That’s true he is good at killing spiders…damn him.” “You can always tell Wayne that Ed is being an asshole…” “i can’t use Wayne for everything…besides Wayne will be on his side he hates my hot Cheetos addiction.” “Those Munson men…what assholes.” “Right? So rude…and can’t even kill them because they’re so useful…so damn annoying.”

✨ “I’m sorry you said he did what now?” “He almost caught his hair on fire using the stove.” “Like…on fire on fire? Or it just got singed a bit?” “Oh it got singed a bit and set the smoke alarm off.” “I bet it smelled like ass didn’t it?” “It did…so from now on he has to have his hair up if he’s using the stove.” “And here I thought Steve was a fire hazard with all the product he has in his hair but turns out it was Eddie I should’ve been worried about.” “Steve keeps his hair short for a reason” “oh that makes so much sense! So it doesn’t combust!” “Exactly.” “That’s your man though…brunt hair and all.” “Yup that’s my man…gotta love him.” “I mean I don’t have to…but I get what you mean.”

💕 “Nancy! Guess what Eddie just got.” “A new hair mask?” “No…he does need one though his hair is looking a little blah.” “I liked the one he used to make his hair all shiny.” “Same it was nice…but it’s not hair related.” “Uh…new seat covers for the van?” “I fucking wish…the cracked leather is so annoying to sit on but he’s stubborn and super picky so sadly that’s also not it.” “Okay…a new guitar strap?” “God you’re not good at this…it’s a tattoo.” “Oh of what?” “He got my initial on his ring finger.” “Shut up no he didn’t.” “Oh but he did….” “Holy shit that’s…kinda romantic?” “Right? At first i was like what the fuck is wrong with you? But the more I was looking at it…it’s growing on me.” “Yeah? You gonna get his?” “Hell no…I already have a bat that matches his…that’s about all he’s getting.” “Let me see the font he used for your initial….oh that’s cute…yeah I like it.” “Yeah he said it’s mainly because he doesn’t like to wear his ring while at work so this will help keep the bitches away while he doesn’t have it on.” “Keep the bitches away? Does Eddie…get bitches?” “I mean he got me didn’t he Nancy? Edward James Munson would shock the shit out of with how many chicks are actually interested in him…so yeah he has to keep the bitches away.” “Well whatever works…is that the only one he’s getting for you?” “He has my name on his side…but yeah I think that’s it.” “I forgot about the name one…didn’t he get that when you two were broken up?” “He doesn’t like to talk about it…but yes.” “Right I forget he’s sensitive about that time in your relationship.” “He’s a sensitive little metal head.”

#eddie extras #husband eddie munson #eddie munson series #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you fluff #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader fluff #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x wife!reader #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #Eddie Munson #my little dungeon master baby

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deanstead · 2 years

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Could Never Forget

Pairing: Kelly Severide x Reader

Requested: yes, by @enchantedblackrose

Summary: When Kelly doesn’t seem to remember Y/N’s birthday, she spends the day a little confused and worried.

Word Count: 1,469

Tags/Warnings: Established Kelly x Reader; vague mentions of explosion/arson

A/N: Hi Ashley, I wasn’t 100% sure what to do with this lol so sorry if it's no good, but I hope you like it anyway! I wrote a similar drabble before but this was still fun to write!

KELLY SEVERIDE MASTERLIST

“Alright, I have to go.” Kelly glanced at his watch before giving you a quick kiss. “I’ll try to be back early. Have a good day.”

You waited, but Kelly didn’t say anything else, practically flying out the door.

You glanced back at the date on your lit phone screen, almost like you needed confirmation that you hadn’t gotten your own birthday wrong.

Blowing air out from your lips gently, you finished the coffee in the cup in front of you.

“Happy Birthday, Y/N.” You muttered quietly under your breath before you grabbed your laptop and headed out of the house.

You were kind of glad you’d decided to spend the day out of the house, even more glad that your work was mobile. But even so, as you glanced at your phone from where you sat in the café you usually were in, you realized that today, not even writing seemed to be able to distract you from the fact that Kelly had not once mentioned your birthday.

It wasn’t like you and Kelly ever had a big thing going on for either of your birthdays. It was usually just a dinner, a small celebration with friends. You didn’t even want him to spend money on flowers or gifts, you were happy just to have him.

So you weren’t exactly upset. More confused and to be honest, maybe a little worried.

The thoughts swept through your head as you glanced at your phone which had no notifications. Was Kelly okay? Was the OFI case he was on right now overly worrying him? Was something happening at the firehouse that he hadn’t told you about?

You glanced back at the blank document on your laptop screen and closed it with a sigh.

Just as you were getting restless, your phone rang. “Hey girl, happy birthday!”

Sylvie’s bright voice hit you even from over the phone and you smiled. “Hey Sylv, thank you.”

“Everything okay at the firehouse recently?” You couldn’t help yourself.

You heard the confusion in Sylvie’s voice when she answered. “Yeah, why?”

“Nothing.” You answered, quickly changing the topic.

“Wait, you’re alone?” Sylvie asked.

You nodded even though she couldn’t see you. “Yeah, Kelly had some business to take care of today, so I thought I’d get some writing done.”

“Nuh-uh, I’m coming now.” Sylvie answered, hanging up.

Kelly glanced at his watch.

It was bad enough that he had to make the decision to follow up on an OFI case on a day he wasn’t on shift, today had to be your birthday.

Kelly knew this case was urgent, and if they didn’t catch this bastard soon, another place was gonna be blown up. It was starting to piss him off because it felt like they were always one step behind him.

So he’d left the house in a hurry, only realizing that he hadn’t wished you a happy birthday before he’d left. It felt kind of weird to do it over the phone and technically he hadn't exactly forgotten. Everything for that evening was already ready, so he figured he'd make it up to you when he got home but…

This day was taking way too long.

He’d gone to interview one of the victims at Med and came back to OFI with a big fat nothing. So, partnering with one of the OFI investigators he normally worked with, they’d visited a few of the crime scenes and by some stroke of luck had found new evidence that they’d missed, which had pointed them right to the culprit.

At least we got him.

So he was now on the way to close the case but things had gone much later than he’d planned for. And he felt his heart give a small twist as he looked back at the reply you’d sent to him within just a minute after he’d told you he’d be late.

Ok. Be safe.

Kelly exhaled, just as they pulled up in front of the address they’d been heading for.

Kelly stuffed his phone back into his pocket, nodding to the investigator and climbing out of the car.

Sylvie had taken all of ten minutes to accost you at the café, taking your laptop hostage to make you go with her to shop, eat, have more coffee. It had been a much needed distraction so you were glad she’d done this.

Kelly, on the other hand, had sent you a few messages, as he usually did on any other day, checking in with you to make sure you’d eaten, to ask where you were but still, nothing about your birthday.

So when dinner time came around and you got a message from Kelly saying he would be late, you’d already stopped anticipating anything from Kelly today. Maybe he’d just genuinely forgotten, maybe he was worried about something that kept his mind preoccupied, but whatever it was, you just wanted Kelly to come home safe and sound, and you just wanted the day to end.

By now, you were pretty sure Kelly was dealing with something serious enough to keep his mind occupied so you weren’t really upset. Disappointed, sure. But you were just looking forward to seeing him, like any other normal day.

A normal day.

You’d dozed off on the couch while waiting, your eyes opening again when you heard the keys at the door.

You glanced up to look at the clock. 9 at night wasn’t that bad.

You got up to greet him, pausing as you saw what he was holding. A cake box and a bouquet of flowers.

“Happy Birthday, babe.”

It took you another second to process it.

“What?”

Kelly frowned, spinning back around to glance at the clock to make sure he was indeed home before midnight before he looked back at you.

“Okay, I swear I didn’t forget, alright? I could never. ” Kelly had barely finished his sentence when the bell rang.

Kelly turned back to open the door, taking another bag from whoever was at the door before the door closed again.

“Will you at least take the flowers?” He half-pleaded with you and you let out a smile, taking the flowers from him before Kelly moved towards the table.

Kelly glanced up at you as he pulled out food from the bag that had just arrived. “I had a plan, but I had to change it because of you know… OFI. And I’m sorry about this. I wanted to take you out for a nice meal but…”

“Kelly.” You interrupted him.

Kelly glanced up at you, trying to read you to see how mad you really were. “This is perfect.”

You stepped up to him now, putting the flowers on a chair, before you looped your arms around him. Kelly leaned down, his palm resting against your jaw like a habit before he pressed his lips onto yours, deepening the kiss.

“I don’t need anything. Just you.” You whispered, as he pulled away.

Kelly looked you straight in the eyes. “You’re not mad?”

You shrugged. “Worried is a better word.”

Kelly frowned in confusion and you explained. “I thought something might have been bothering you. That’s why you were preoccupied and all, you know?”

Kelly sighed, leaning forward to envelope you into a hug. “I’m sorry. You shouldn’t have to worry about me either.”

You smiled. “I’m always going to worry about you.”

Both you and Kelly stayed like this for a while more, until Kelly broke away, turning to take out the steaks he’d ordered so that the both of you could have a nice meal.

It was actually a perfect night, probably more perfect than Kelly could have imagined. This was all you really needed - a nice dinner with just Kelly, followed by a little cuddling on the couch, some cake that he’d brought back. And then to top it all off, he’d taken you for a night ride, the wind blowing your hair backwards as he sped through the empty Chicago streets before finding a quiet place by the river where the two of you could take a small stroll, breathe in the cool air, and just be by yourselves.

“Sorry I was late.” Kelly whispered, his arms encircling you from behind as the both of you stood looking out across the Chicago river.

You reached down for his hand. “Kelly, this was more than enough. It was perfect.” You paused. “Did you finish what you’d meant to?”

Kelly nodded, nuzzling your neck gently from where he was standing behind you. “Yeah, I did.”

“Good.” You whispered, turning to face him now.

“Happy Birthday, Y/N. I love you.” Kelly whispered.

You reached up to put your arms around his neck now. “I love you too, Kelly Severide.”

Kelly smiled, reaching down to give you another deep kiss.

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──HAIKYUU with a metalhead s/o

i. haikyuu

ii. kageyama, tsukishima, tanaka, nishinoya x m.reader

iii. language/cussing, fluff

iiii. part one

iiiii. a/n: decided to make this for my metalheads out there, also I had a lot of fun making this lol, enjoy shitheads

p.s: sorry if it's long, I might've accidently over done it a bit

-t. KAGEYAMA:

-So the first time Kageyama meeting you...

-He didn't even blink💀

-Honestly, I think it was love at first sight (kinda like with Hinata but we ain't gonna talk about Haikyuu ships rn-)

-Going into the gym to talk with coach Ukai, bro was too scared to talk to you.

-MANY MONTHS LATER he'd only see you in the hallways....

-He was being so obvious stalking you, you'll see him around the corners glaring at you😭

-He looked so scary and tried to "smile" at you.

-It felt like he was trying to beat you up-

-He really went: "😠"

-Tanaka tried to push him to go talk to you but the plan failed.

-Kageyama just stood there and 10 sec later his face turned into a tomato.

-One day. You just spawned in out of nowhere, asking Kageyama about the volleyball club schedule.

-He panicked-

-Didn't get to practice his "conversations" in the mirror.

-But with your fucking beauty right in front of him...he just-🤷

-He's gonna die of a stupid death but maybe a reasonable one.

-"Tobio Kageyama, died from simping"

-That being on his grave, it was...self-explanatory👍

-"No. I can't die now-I still want to play volleyball and marry (Name)"

-Is what he thought when he was just having a nosebleed-

-Stuttered so hard💀

-"Uh, you ok man?"

-"y-ye-I m-mean, yes-fuck...I m-mean-"

-Que Hinata in the back watching the whole time

-"HE'S NERVOUS BC HE LIKES YOU-"

-Get ready for Hinata to go to the doctor.

-Like bro...we get it, you don't want anyone taking your little honey boo boo bear away😥

-After that...the memory was stuck in his head now.

-So you know when you just tryna sleep and then you remember your most embarrassing memories?

-Just like that

-It'll haunt him forever🕺

-Gay panicked into fucking oblivion when you said hi to him

-Soon...you guys become friends (surprisingly) but my boy Kageyama is still tense as a plastic board when he's 10 feet away from you😟

-You finally knew his crush on you btw-

-And he took MONTHS just to try and confess, so you just ✨improved✨ a lil

-"I like you"

-"Ok."

-"......"

-"Wait-W H A T! ?"

-So romantic.

-Anyone want to just bluntly tell your crush that you like them with no hesitation?

-Yeah, me too (actually I don't have a crush💀)

-Some metalheads have long hair👀

-If your one of them then he'll always want to play with it or touch it

-But this boy is too tense to do anything.

-Play any type of instruments like the drums or guitar?

-He watches you like a hawk and act like you just did rocket science😀

-FREE TICKETS!! And only for him if you're in a band.

-Almost died the 2nd time when he saw you headbanging on stage.

-💥💥💳💳

-Making a song about him or for him?

-Lord half mercy...you're gonna kill him with your love and affection.

-Will wear your clothes BC they look cool and wants to secretly show off he has a badass boyfriend👀

-Tries to listen to the music you like, either metal or some other genre.

-Just #couplegoals💘

-k. TSUKISHIMA:

-I tried with this guy-

-I headcanon him listening to any music.

-Bet he'll listen to classic metal.

-(Yessss go king😔)

-So, you two meet at a...

-Drumrolls please?

-✨Record Store✨

-Not too flashy but it's something.

-We all know Tsukishima enjoys music-

-Especially with those dusty headphones around his neck👹

-Looking at a record label in the metal section, ofc he meets you grabbing the same one.

-You two didn't do anything for 5 min.

-Stand there looking at each other like:

-"🕴" "🕴"

-*Awkward silence*

-You just grabbed it and zoom out like sonic💀

-But for the rest of the day, manz fell HARD, and couldn't stop thinking about you.

-Tsukishima's famous last words:

-"LoVE aT FIRst siGHT is StUPId"

-Here comes Kageyama and Hinata in the chat (I'm srry, I'll shut up)

-He wanted to go in the store to find you again by "accident"

-Kageyama 2.0 with his stalker behavior shi💀

-He didn't really care how "scary" you looked or the way you dressed, have you SEEN MY MANS??

-Bros 10 feet tall😭

-I know he scares people on PURPOSE-

-2nd time meeting, you just said sorry for running off.

-Friendship being magic, you two became best buddies. (Sorry Yamaguchi)

-Speaking of him

-He had his Tsuki senses tingling that Tsukishima was acting off and told him he had to do something "important"

-And sooner found out the "important" was you.

-He actually made a friend for once👁

-You two scare the shit out of people without trying🤝

-Meeting the Karasuno's team...you didn't know if it was the biggest mistake or best choice of your life💀

-A metalhead and a smartass.

-......

-You two fit perfectly with each other.

-Confessing to you was...interesting.

-"Hey, uhm...I realized I like you in a romantic way, it's fine if you don't accept"

-"Oh...that's cool man, I like you too"

-Smh, Tsukishima didn't even bought you flowers or nothing😒

-But it's fine since he bought you your favorite snack :)

-Boom!

-Boyfriends

-If you know how to play a keyboard or you're a DJ (like Sid from Slipknot) please teach him😫

-Will show love for you by sharing his earbud and listening to metal together.

-Overall...He's glad he met you in a record store :)

r. TANAKA:

-Okay-

-I'll be honest.

-Tanaka didn't like you (AT FIRST)

-Enemies to lovers??

-It's not even bc of you're style, tbh he thought you looked STUNNING but didn't wanna admit it💁

-That's a lil fruity🍎🍊🍓🍉🍇

-You grabbed the attention of most the girls at school.

-You had so many fans bc of your band too.

-Oikawa could never☝

-Soon, his feelings started to change.

-(Omg, no way)

-Hint the sarcasm^

-When he ACTUALLY talked to you, you were a cool hot dude and not a total jerk.

-Being friends

-This was the end🤗

-(Whoa, that rhymed)

-But this story is not over yet gentlemen's👌

-He then realized you were good looking AND had talent-

-All in one pack.

-Crushing on you when you showed him how to play (whatever choice of instrument you want) and the way you correctly fixed his position-

-BRO😍

-Teaching him that day might've caused his bi awaking btw.

-Like Kiyoko WHO!?

-Nah-he only knows his god, (Name).

-He was used to getting butterflies in his stomach everytime he sees Kiyoko.

-But now this time It's you.

-"Wtf are these bugs in my stomach"

-"They're called Butterflies Tanaka-"

-So after knowing...

-Suga telling him he had a crush on you

-He immediately confessed like a week later.

-"(NAME) (LAST NAME), I LIKE YOU AND CONFESS MY FEELINGS TOWARDS YOU!!"

-"I know."

-This was the start of his villain origin story

-You knew all this time?🙂

-Poor boy was like a tomato after that but you gave him a lil kithy kith to make him feel better.

-Wrong idea-

-He had to miss practice because he lost too much blood.

-You killed him.

-But he came back from the dead so he's fine👍

-After that, now you both can be scary boyfriends together<33

-Suga didn't expect this at all but hey...Noya can have Kiyoko all to himself.

-So basically a win win.

-Will beat the shit out of anyone with no hesitation if they make fun of you by the way you look or say dumb shit like "metal is satanic"😤

-I mean do people still say that?💀

-IF you have a guitar-

-He'll carry your guitar pics with him in case you need or forget them.

-Playing the drums?

-You better keep an eye on this fucker bc he WILL hide your drum sticks to see you struggle.

-Keyboard?

-Play random ass notes.

-One time he did, the neighbors called the cops bc of the noises he was making😭

-A vocalist?

-The notes or lyrics you write down, he'll draw doodles on it.

-"Tanaka...what is this?"

-"It's you pooping"

-He put his whole heart into it so don't erase it😔

-Dancing, kissing, cuddling to music at 3am??

-✨Immaculate✨

-Who knows? Might become a metalhead himself ;)

y. NISHINOYA:

-Let's just say you two met at a skating park.

-Noya noticed you first and tried to impress you.

-But this dumbass fell on his ass, it didn't impress you but he did caught your attention.

-It's a win ig🤷

-So you gave him some tips and helped him out.

-Yk usual skater boy thingz-

-But my manz was too memorize by your gorgeousness and wasn't paying attention💀

-Noya: 'why he kinda...'

-You two talk for a while-

-It scared the shit of the rest of the team, ESPECIALLY his bff Tanaka bc Noya wasn't all over Kiyoko.

-Meanwhile Asahi knowing about you-

-This short mf didn't realize he had a crush on you until Jesus pointed it out.

-(I'm srry, I'll stop-I know that joke is way too old😭)

-You Invited him to your concert.

-DUH, he said yes.

-Seeing you up on that stage and going shit crazy-

-PLEASE GIVE HIM A CHANCEEE💍💕

-Randomly just confronted you about how amazing you were, he suddenly kissed you and asked you out right then and there.

-It was a bit awkward though😬

-Some of the Karasuno team thought who in their right mind will date that THING💀

-Thing=Noya

-Top ten mysteries.

-If anyone decides to say anything bad about your style, like Tanaka. He would try to defend you but wouldn't be imitating enough.

-Now if this was the opposite-

-The person making fun of Noya will get one of your glares

-If they didn't leave or stop after that, don't say that they didn't get a punch to the face.

-"(Name!) Did you see my rolling thunder!?"

-"Mhm, so cool"

-You two would be a 10/10 couple.

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