#7 minutes in heaven
Text
Way too close-Theodore Nott x reader
Forced proximity between Theodore Nott and fem!reader (2k words)
Some tension needs to be resolved… (not 18+ content though, this is SFW)
If someone would have told you earlier today, that if you went to tonight’s Slytherin party you’d be stuck in an old closet with the Theodore Nott later on, you’d have never went.
But here you were, stuck beside Theo in an old closet used for storing rags and brooms, which smelled extremely unpleasant. You could practically feel a broom stabbing you in the back, but you didn’t want to move because you’d have to get closer to Theo in the process. He was facing you at the moment, but you weren’t looking him the eyes, instead you stared at the dusty closet floor.
It’s not that you absolutely hated Theo, although he hasn’t been exactly the nicest to you in the past. He always believed that he was entitled to do whatever he wanted without thinking about the consequences, especially the ones that would be inflicted on other people.
You remembered that a year ago, there was this huge rumor that your boyfriend at that time had made out with another girl. It wasn’t true though, and Theo had been the one that spread that lie. You guys broke up anyway, you just weren’t meant for each other, but that doesn’t take away from the fact that Theo had put a huge dent in your relationship and had made you feel so extremely humiliated.
It was a thing of the past, you moved on, but something about him still made you feel uneasy. And besides, he just had this overall intimidating, dark aura around him, as if he’d start a fight with you any second. Perhaps it’s just the way some people are.
You had originally thought that he’d refuse to spend 7 minutes in heaven with you, when the spinning bottle had landed on you, but to your surprise he was quite alright with it. Maybe not happy, definitely not unhappy though.
“What are you thinking about”, he asks you, disrupting the silence that had lasted for a solid minute already, while curiously looking down on you.
“Nothing, really”, you reply.
“Well you look like you got a stick up your ass, what’s with your weird posture?”
Rude. Were you really standing that crookedly, you ask yourself.
“If you must know, there’s this broom digging into my backside and I can’t stand properly without…”, you go silent, hesitating to name him the reason. Why would you, it would only be another six minutes.
“Without what?”, he further questions you in a demanding tone.
“…without practically leaning onto you” Fuck, you said it, and you knew you were blushing so hard right now. Why had you even said that? It was not like it made the awkwardness better. Luckily, darkness surrounded you, masking your intense blushing. What would he say now? You couldn’t possibly imagine a response.
“Then I guess I don’t want you to be uncomfortable now, do I?”
What the hell was that supposed to mean? Was he being sarcastic? He certainly looked serious.
“What are you waiting for, move”
You definitely did not know where this was going, but after a bit of hesitation, you decided to do it, since he was so insistent. Although you were still confused on why he was so comfortable with having you lean on him. You think probably because he’s used to having girls all around him.
Moments later, finally lean onto him, pressing your body closely against his. Faces only inches away from touching. The warmth of his body immediately spreads to you, and you feel his breath on your skin. There was this awfully weird tingle going through your entire body.
His intense stare stuns you so much, that you feel your knees going soft for a second. It’s like you couldn’t focus on anything else besides his electric touch, it made you melt. Meanwhile, you also realize you’d never been this close to any guy before, ever. Maybe this wasn’t so bad after all…
“Better?”
“Yeah, thanks”, you dryly reply.
This could be nice, you start to think to yourself. Perhaps you could start some small talk with him, to make the position you were in less full of tension.
“So-”
“So, do you wanna make out now?”
WHAT. What the hell, that came out of absolutely nowhere, and your mind starts to spin. Making out with Theodore Nott after just 3 minutes of talking ? Why in the hell would he even suggest that? He must be out of his mind.
He barely knew you, and now he wanted to make out? So many questions were circling your head, but not a single, coherent response left your mouth.
“uhm- wha, what?”, was all that escaped your mouth in a stuttering manner. It was all you could come up with.
“Clearly, you are not very experienced with party games, so let me explain“, he just so nonchalantly says. “Seven minutes of heaven is for making out. And it doesn’t hurt when the person you’re stuck with is really hot. So, since you’re more comfortable now, can we make out?”
He really had no sense of shame you thought to yourself.
All that left his mouth so matter of factly, that you barely had time to process what he said. Did he just call you hot? Not that you had much more time to overthink it because his lips smashed against yours already.
He used one hand to hold your waist, to keep you close to him, and the other to grab your head. Every single one of his touches sent electric waves through your body, and the kiss itself was so unexpected, yet so gentle. He knew exactly how to make you feel good, and his lips were so soft and they intertwined with yours in such a magical way. It ignited a growing desire in you, that you also clung onto him tighter, wrapping your arms around his neck. Every aspect of this made you want to get even closer to him, but no.
He can’t just do this all of a sudden. You barely know him, besides from the thing he did to you in the past. Plus, this was such an intimate moment, and there was no way you were going to experience it in a dusty closet, so you pull back, as much as you want to continue locking lips with him.
“What do you think you’re doing?”, you flip the mood around 180 degrees. That may have sounded ruder than you’d expected, which you didn’t mean to. But you still had to confront him.
“Listen, I know you make out with like 10 girls a week, and this game may be an excuse for you to make out with another one, but I barely know you, and the things that I do know of you aren’t exactly nice”.
There, you’d confronted him, the most intimidating person you know. Seems like you were still pretty hurt by what he did, even if you told yourself it didn’t affect you all that much anymore.
“Playing hard to get huh?”, he raises an eyebrow at you while saying that. “You know, seconds ago, if I recall correctly, you seemed to enjoy the kiss a lot too. And now you wanna act like I forced myself on you, so what’s up with that?”
He was right, you did enjoy it too. It wasn’t fair to blame him completely. What if you had just shut up and enjoyed the kiss? There was no turning back though at this point.
“You’re right, I shouldn’t just pretend the kiss was all you. But I meant the part about you not being such a nice person”, you correct yourself.
“Now, what’s not nice about me?” He asked that in an accusatory tone, but he actually looked genuinely interested.
“Do you not remember what you did to me a few months back?”, you had hoped he would have some sort of memory about that.
“I barely remember what I do during any day, so no. I swear I’ll make it up to you though”, he replied honestly.
“You spread a rumor about my ex cheating on me, which wasn’t true by the way, never apologized, made me feel humiliated for days, and now you want to make out?” When you hear yourself speak those words, it really just made the situation seem even worse.
After not blinking and thinking for a few seconds Theo comes up with something and says “I didn’t realize it was that hurtful, but you gotta know do a lot of stupid stuff”
“I still don’t hear an apology”, you clap back, “and you doing stupid stuff often isn’t an excuse to be a bad person, maybe you should just quit doing stupid stuff.” What came out of Theos mouth was the lamest excuse you have ever heard, and he deserved to be knocked down a peg.
“So you’re seriously not gonna make out with me?”, he asks, sounding almost annoyed.
You didn’t think he could be any more of an asshole than he already was, but here you go. Theo wasn’t even worthy of a reply, so you just rolled your eyes.
At this point 7 minutes must’ve already passed you think because there was no way that 7 minutes were this long. You raise your arm to knock on the closet door, to signal to someone to unlock it, but before you could, Theo stops you in your tracks.
“Wait, wait, wait”, he said while holding onto your wrist, “I’m sorry, I know I come off as a jerk right now and most of the time too, but I do like you and want to make it up to you for having hurt you in the past.”
Even though he sounded halfway genuine, you didn’t fully believe he was sincerely sorry. He had also just completely changed within seconds. You just wanted to get out now, forget everything that happened, but there was no way of avoiding his gaze, that was scanning you right now for an answer.
“And how will you do that?”, you challenge him, to see if he really means it. It would be nice if he did make it up to you after all this time. Better late than never you think. You just didn’t want him to play a stupid trick on you instead.
Theo takes some time to think about his answer again. In the end he replied with “I’ll take you on a nice date.” He sounded way too cheeky saying that.
“That’s kind of selfish don’t you think, I don't believe a simple date will make it up to me”, you retorted at his proposal. Not that you wouldn’t enjoy it, the amazing kiss was still on your mind. When you thought of it, it made your stomach all fuzzy again. You just wanted him to be genuinely apologetic.
When you looked at him again, he was smiling for some odd reason. He countered with “Well, how do you know that it won’t make it up to you, if you don’t even give it a try?”, he did have you there. Perhaps it was his cheeky, yet charming smile, or the kiss, but you saw his point. There was no way of knowing before actually giving him a shot at redeeming himself. Theo continued smiling and he knew that he had somehow convinced you.
To give him a date wouldn’t be the end of the world, so what’s the point of making it more complicated than it is.
He was still patiently waiting for an answer, so at last, you gave him the satisfaction and agreed to a date. It was a huge relief on both of your sides, and you could hopefully finally put the past to rest after the date.
After a bit of more talking and banter, someone finally unlocked the closet doors and apologized for having forgotten all about you. Theo chuckles and flashes a grin at you before saying “Don’t be sorry, I thank you.”
#harry potter#slytherin#oneshot#hp fandom#theodore nott#slytherin boys#forced proximity#7 minutes in heaven#hp fanfic#fanfic#theo nott#harry potter oneshot#slytherin reader#theodore nott fanfiction#theodore nott fic#theodore nott x reader#theodore nott x you
818 notes
·
View notes
Text
Classy Creeps
#devil#hell#satan#retro#retro art#comic#comic art#vintage aesthetic#love#7 minutes in heaven#devil art#classy creeps
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
match made in heaven | Alex Walter
pairing: Alex Walter x female!reader
show: My life with the Walter boys
warnings: just kissing word count: 2,2k
summary: At your birthday party you get dared to spend 7 minutes in heaven with none other than your best friend Alex.
a/n: A modified review of "Beautiful boy" Thank you @rogueanschel-reads for the woderful idea!
"Come on, even a stranger can sense your attraction for each other, the hidden love that lays beneath your friendship."
Maybe it wasnt the best idea to play truth or dare.
Well, firstly I want to say that I love my friendgroup. Grace, Skylar, his boyfriend Nathan, Kiley and of course, my best friend Alex.
Really, I love these guys. But sometimes they make me want to jump off a cliff, no regretting or turning back.
In moments like this, where I want to spent a good time partying with my friends, because its my 16th birthday, they need to remind me of the he-who-must-not-be-named-topic. That means for outstanders, my non-existent, strictly friendly feelings for my best friend Alex.
The guy, who has absolutely no idea, he's being compared to Voldemort. But for the matter of fact, Harry Potter are my all-time favorite movies and early Voldemort was actually quiet handsome. So, it kinda makes sense. Why? Because Alex has put a spell on me with his smile and his pretty face.
But back to my party.
We are currently in the living room, our knees are touching the legs of the person next to us and someone (Grace) encouraged us to smuggle a few bottles of alcohol to the party, even though we didnt plan to drink.
Now, Skylar had the great idea to embarrass everyone by playing truth or dare, but with a twist. He likes to call it "match made in heaven" or what it actually means, making out in a closet. Something like that, I've never participated in any of these games.
Until now.
As I am the birthday girl, I started the game by choosing truth. But I could really have just voluntarily confessed my feelings for Alex. Because Grace winked at me and I knew at that moment, that the next few minutes meant trouble.
"So, y/n. Describe us your magical boy, that you dream of being able to call your own." I knew it. She could have just asked me what college I wanted to attend or something less embarrassing, but no. She needed to ask me about my type in boys, which obviously is my handsome, brown haired best friend next to me.
As I'm about to hide my head in my hands, I hear the encouraging shouts of the people I call my friends.
"Okay, okay. Let me think for a moment." I couldnt make it that obvious, I liked him. But still, it was worth a try.
"Someone who has an angelic smile, where you just stare at his face and can´t stop looking at him. I-I like brown hair and I dont know, what it is, but hazel eyes, they somehow make my heart beat faster. I mean- he´s attractive, because he is a gentleman. Caring and supportive, someone who listens to my wants and needs, but still continues to be his true self. I can read books with him or we watch movies together and talk about it after. He makes me feel seen, safe. I love him, because he is everything I could ever dream of and more."
When I finish speaking, Grace grins innocent and looks at me with her long eyelashes. "I wonder, who that could be."
My eyes secretly dart to Alex, trying to figure out, if he knows, that I am very obviously describing him. But he just watches the floor, his eyebrows are drawn together and I almost think, he looks annoyed.
"Someone is jealous" I hear Skylar´s voice in my ear.
As the game went on, his behavior kept being slightly off, even though he never said anything about it and continued to smile at me, when we looked at each other.
And then, Alex was asked about his favorite memory, whether it was about being in school, with family or with friends.
Well, he told them about the first time, he introduced me to his favorite book saga, the Lord of the Rings. I never knew, that day was so special for him, but as he described my hilarious reactions and facial features, how he saw my eyes widen with disbelief as he read out the first chapters, I remembered.
When I look back, it really was a wonderful night. We did a sleepover at his house and were talking about watching Harry Potter or The Lord of the Rings. Somehow, we also talked about the books and that I read the seven books about the famous wizard and he the books about the elves and other creatures (don´t judge me for this description). We discussed almost every aspect, but he still convinced me to give his favorite books a try. So we spent the night spread out on his bed, eating sweets and reading the first book. Well, he mostly read it out loud to me, because his pronunciation was definitely much better than mine. It was fun, also because I got to watch him being in his element, so it really was a heartwarming evening.
I smile at the memory, a warm feeling blooms in my chest and when he finishes talking about it, he looks at me fondly. I had to keep myself from wanting to giggle like a little girl, but my inner 13-year old, most definitely did giggle.
Back to the original topic. Next, Grace was dared to wear one of my clothes, Kiley told us about her celebrity crush (Timothee Chalamet, but you didnt hear it from me) and when Alex was asked who he would trust with his secret, if he was spiderman, he mentioned me again. It was sweet and I had planned to tell him, that I would love to be the girl in the chair.
But, as the game went on, my name constantly fell from his lips. He was dared to show one of the most terrible photos of him and revealed to the group, a snapshot from us, wearing unrecognizable Halloween costumes. Funny, but my idea to go as ghosts wasnt that bad.
Nevertheless, he talked about the best gift he had ever received, a pair of cowboy boots, I got him two years ago (Nathan was playfully annoyed that one of his presents werent the best one) and as the game continued, the question, that I tried my best to avoid, was eventually asked.
"You two are always around each other and I've barely seen you apart, like ever. Are you sure, there is nothing going on between you? It seems like it."
Alex and I looked at each other, but then quickly laughed it off. It was what we always did, when someone asked us about our close friendship. None of us really answered and that meant for me, that he neither confirmed or declined having feelings for me. Very confusing and bad for my hoping heart.
So, when our friends are looking at each other now, grinning like they planned something really wicked, I know, that my personal hell is waiting for me. Or in my situation, a modified version of heaven.
"Y/n, I dare you to play seven minutes in heaven with just your best friend Alex." Grace is smiling in front of me and when I want to debate about it, she cuts me off.
"But I havent said I would take dare-" my words are going silent and I only hear my pounding heart.
"You always choose truth, that´s boring. You get the dare now, so stand up and cuddle with your wizard!"
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Alex holds his hands out for me, so he can help me stand up. He silently looks at me and I try to assure him by smiling, but I think I´m failing at it. Because he looks as unnerved as I feel right now.
When we walk out of the room and into the small storage room, we hear Skylar´s distance shouting.
"No lights and close the door! That are the rules, we set the timer!"
Why was I friends with them again?
When we approach the room, unlocking the door and stepping inside, we are suddenly surrounded by darkness. And when he closes my only way to escape, its quiet for a moment. Then, I hear is curious voice.
"What did Grace mean about your wizard?"
I relax and gently laugh. Nothing has to happen, everything is fine.
"That you are as bad at keeping secrets than Draco. Harry really found out on the first day in 6th grade, that something was clearly up with him."
Alex groans. "Please no more talking about your Drarry shipping. I get it, it could have been an enemies-to-lovers romance."
I smack his arm, taking a step closer to him.
"Okay, what would you like to talk about instead?"
I can make out the outlines of his face in the darkness, seeing how he also takes a step closer. I feel myself breathing heavily and my hands nervously shaking.
"I think, that I should keep you warm, because I literally see your hands shaking." When he takes another step in my direction, I hold my breath and in the same second, I feel his arms wrap around me.
His hands find their way to my back, embracing me in his warmth until I feel him breathing on my neck. I need to stop myself from shivering at this feeling.
"I can work with that." I whisper, snuggling into his chest and closing my eyes. I hear his racing heart and immediately need to smile.
"Your heart is beating very fast." His chin rests on my head, I feel him holding me closer.
"It´s the darkness." Of course, it is.
When I also close my arms around his waist, I feel for the first time a kind of inner peace, that I read about in books.
When a character feels safe in the embrace of their beloved.
Silence surrounds us for a minute and I begin to thank Grace for her dare, because him holding me in his arms und me, hugging him, is much more than wonderful.
"When you call me a wizard, do I get to call you a witch?" I burst out a laughter at his question.
"Only if you won´t compare me to Umbridge." He nods quietly.
"You are as far away from being like Umbridge as the earth is away from the moon. So, you don´t have to worry."
"Good." We are silent again.
"So, have you ever thought about what you would do, if you would get to spent time with a person, when you have seven minutes in heaven?" I think for a few seconds, before I answer him.
"I always imaged this game as a way to confess feelings or solving a fight. Maybe a hidden chance to make out too, I guess."
I hear him taking a deep breath, not expecting much. Until-
"Can I kiss you?" My knees almost give out.
"You what-?" I turn to look at him. Noticing his widen pupils.
"I mean, would you, um, want to kiss. Like, me. Now. Not that you need to, but you sounded like you would want that experience, so-" he tries to hold a stable voice, but I can sense, that he's slowly freaking out.
"Alex. You just asked me, if we should kiss."
I can´t believe it.
"...yes?" He sounds so sincere.
"Why?" I ask, while continue to look at him, feeling every centimeter that divides our lips from touching.
"Like I said, I don´t want you to miss out on anything."
Silence.
"Okay and maybe I just wanted an excuse to kiss you, before that dream boy of yours does."
I lean forward, watching as his eyes keep looking at my lips, even though he tries to hold the eye contact.
I slowly raise my hand and place it on the back of his neck, caressing the dark hair and twirling a few strands.
"Are you jealous, pretty boy?" I feel his cheeks getting warm, seeing the effect my words have on him.
His hands hold me tighter and a startled expression is shown on his face.
"What? Me, jealous? No." I raise my eyebrows at him.
He signs. "Maybe. I dont like the thought of someone else with you." His thumb brushes over my lips.
"Kissing you, touching you. It just doesnt feel right, that someone else would do that."
"You mean, someone who isnt you?" I look at his lips and he hums quietly. His hand slowly wanders to my chin and directs my head closer to him, I can feel his breath on my skin.
"We don´t have to do it-" I begin to talk, but then again, when he speaks up, his voice sounds out of breath, like he's holding himself back.
"No, it´s just one...little...kiss" his voice becomes quieter, the less distance there is between our faces.
And with one, last look, he catches my lips in a slow kiss. Keeping me close to him, by holding onto my waist. His hands find their way to my cheeks, caressing them with his fingers and I feel my heart pounding as prominent against my chest as feel him kissing me.
I don't notice, that he's directing me back until I gently hit the wall, while his hands slowly explore my sides. My hands tangle in his hair, tugging him closer, so I can feel everything of him.
And in that moment, I understand the name of the game. Because this truly feels like heaven.
When I notice, that I can´t breath anymore (but who needs oxygen when you can have Alex Walter), we gently break apart. Still holding onto each other.
And as soon as we catch our breath, both of us are smiling at each other and we share our feelings without a word.
"That was-" he doesnt get to finish his sentence, because in a blink of an eye, the door opens and brightness consumes us.
We quickly break apart, but apparently too late, because Grace´s voice is the first one to tease us.
"Right, you are just friends."
You can imagine, what the entire evening after that was like...
#alex walter#my life with the walter boys#fanfic#x reader#7 minutes in heaven#birthday#in love#best friends#best friends to lovers
193 notes
·
View notes
Text
7 Minutes in Heaven
Various!HXH x Reader
!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!
taglist: @desiray562 @lovelyxkazuha
if you would like to be added to the NSFW taglist, comment a ❤️!! make sure you have your AGE in your bio, and that you’re able to be tagged/mentioned!
It was late October, and after meeting up with your friend Kurapika and Leorio for some fun fall activities, you came home to see a letter in your mailbox.
“Dear (Name),
You have been cordially invited to this years Costume Party. Please come wearing a costume, and be aware that there may be some people there that you do not like. Guests are required to hide their identity with their costumes, and fighting is prohibited.
Regards,
Pariston”
You frowned, seeing that there was another letter attached that had the address and time it would be taking place. Fortunately(or unfortunately really), you didn’t have anything planned for that day, so you didn’t see why you shouldn’t go.
All you would need is a costume.
“You got an invitation too, (Name)? Both Leorio and I received one the day we parted ways.”
You blinked, looking between the two. “Oh yeesh, I hope that it hasn’t been handed out to every hunter in existence. I will actually pee my pants if Hisoka is there.”
Kurapika grimaced and Leorio started laughing. “Shit, don’t do that he might like it!”
Now both you and Kurapika were grimacing. “(Name), don’t worry. If he shows up, just stick by our sides and we’ll protect you.”
You nodded, giving your friends a quick hug and peck on the cheek. “Aww, thanks guys!”
You turned just in time to miss their blushing faces. “Let’s buy our costumes together, so we can recognize each other at the party!”
“Oh, that actually sounds like a good idea!” Kurapika said after recovering from the kiss. Leorio nodded, following after the two as they headed towards a costume store.
——————
You look down at your costume, a black dress, a masquerade mask, and witch hat. It was a little plain, but followed the rules of hiding your identity. The only people that would know who you are would be Kurapika and Leorio.
You walked towards the address, stopping in front of a large mansion. “Did he seriously rent out a mansion just for a party? Figures…”
Before you could even knock, the door swung open and you were pulled in by Pariston, the only person not wearing a costume. “Welcome, you’re just in time! Everyone else is here, and ready to party!”
He was right, the entire first floor was full of people, some easily recognizable, and some not. You were hoping that the man lingering in the corner of the room was not the leader of the phantom troupe, Chrollo, because that would mean a battle to the death between him and Kurapika.
“Pariston, I don’t know what you have planned, but-“
Pariston smiled down at you. “Shh, just have fun. Everything will be fine. Probably.”
You pout, but join the crowd of people, drinking a little and dancing. You spotted a short dark haired man nearby, sitting with a taller, blonde haired one.
“Come on, Fei. It’s not often we get invited to things. Phinks is already dancing, look!”
You blink, glancing to where the blonde was pointing to see a man swaying on the dance floor, sipping from his drink. They spot you looking, the shorter man giving you a look that sends you running in the opposite direction. “Hey, don’t mind him!” the blonde yells after you.
You sigh, bumping into someone as you turn. “Oh sorry I-“
A man towers over you, his hair dark and long. His eyes peer down at you through his skeleton mask, and you can’t help but feel tiny compared to him. Thankfully, he just pushes past you, patting your shoulder almost reassuringly.
“(Name)!”
Kurapika and Leorio spot you, sighing in relief.
“Geez, woman. You should have texted us when you got here! There’s a lot of creeps here.” Leorio said, patting your head.
Kurapika scowls. “Yeah, creeps and criminals. Does Pariston think we’re stupid? I can sense the phantom troupe is here. I swear I’ll-“
You grab his sleeve. “Hey, no violence, remember? Try to be calm, just for tonight. You recognize them, but they don’t recognize you. You could get some information out of them once they get drunk enough.”
He sighs and nods slowly. “You’re right… I need to be calm.”
Kurapika smiles appreciatively. “Thanks, (Name). You’re always a voice of reason.”
As the three relax and drink, planning, Pariston comes forward. “Alright gang, I’ve got a game planned for you all!”
You all turn to see Pariston holding a hat. “Drop an item of yours into the hat!”
Everyone grumbles, not a single person wanting to listen to the annoying blonde. To get it over with, you’re the first person to walk forward, placing your strawberry scented chapstick in the hat. “There.”
Others come forward, the entire party placing items in it. A few have to be dragged up to the hat, others grumbling and growling as they’re nudged forward.
“Alright, that’s everyone! Now…”
He looks to you, grinning.
“We’re playing 7 minutes in Heaven. Come pick an item, (Name).”
You blink. “Are you serious? What are you, a horny 15 year old?”
Pariston laughs. “No, but I am curious.”
You roll your eyes as some people start to murmur and ask what 7 minutes in heaven is.
“For those unaware, 7 minutes in heaven is a game where two people are locked in a closet for seven minutes! You can do whatever you want, and I really mean whatever.”
Your two friend begin to protest. “Hey, she’s the only woman here, this is sexual harassment!” Kurapika yells.
“Meh.”
Pariston offers the hat to you, and you groan. “Oh whatever. I’ll take a stupid item.”
You rustled through the hat… what do you pull out?
Options:
-a needle
-a bookmark
-a scalpel
-a cellphone
-an earring
-a piece of candy
-a roll of gauze
POLL FOR WHAT COMES FIRST!!
#x reader#anime x reader#headcanon#requests open#reader insert#hxh x reader#hxh imagines#smut requests#hunter x hunter x reader#hxh illumi#seven minutes in heaven#7 minutes in heaven#hxh#leorio hxh#feitan porter x reader#kurapika x reader#chrollo x reader#anime x chubby reader#chubby!reader#chubby reader#female reader#fem reader#hunter x hunter headcanons#hunter x hunter#fem!reader#phinks x reader#shalnark x reader#hunter x hunter chrollo#kurapika hunter x hunter#illumi hxh
172 notes
·
View notes
Text
7-Minutes in Heaven with Charlie Walker
warning : fluff , kissing , making out , nervousness , friends to lovers , confident reader , nervous Charlie , trying to make a move , being in a small room , mention of murder , little drinking
Charlie Walker x fem reader
+++++++++++++++++++++++
It was already night when the teenage girl arrived in her car in front of the barn. She heard the loud music through the closed doors of her car. A smile played around her lips as she reached into her small handbag and took out the lipstick. Taking off the cap, the dark red tone revealed itself, which could at least be something for the Stabathon. Almost as if she was drawing blood on her lips. Looking at herself in the small mirror in her car, she put the lipstick back before getting out of her car.
The fresh evening air was cool yet pleasant on her skin. Undoing the leather jacket a little more, she headed towards the barn. A pair of leather trousers clung to her legs, the heeled boots made her look a little taller and under the leather jacket she wore a dark red top with a wide neckline. A perfect outfit for the Stabathon.
On the way, she said hello to a few of her classmates and chatted briefly with them. Before she finally arrived inside and immediately saw the big screen.This evening is going to be more than good she thought and went in search of alcohol. A little to lighten the mood. Moving to the table, she took one of the red plastic cups before reaching for the ladle of alcohol.
Before, at the same moment, another hand wanted to take it too. ,,Oh...hey Y/n please you go first" she heard the slightly nervous but friendly voice of her friend Charlie. A friendly young guy she had been in the film club with. And maybe she had a little thing for Charlie. Cute she thought as she saw him take his hand back and a small smile curl his lips.
She saw his nervousness and how he tried to cover it up. She knew he liked her but unlike Kirby she didn't play with him. Too often she had spent time with him, met him and worked together in the film club. Too often she had flirted with him, too often she had asked him for a date, which he took as a meeting. It was almost cute how he didn't understand her flirting.
But sometimes she wished he would dare to be honest. She put her cup in his hand, making sure her fingers touched his before she smiled and poured him some of the alcohol. ,,Here you go," she said and saw him looking at the cup in his hand, almost astonished. ,,Thank you," he said and hastily took a first sip. ,,No problem," she waved him off and took a cup herself before pouring herself the alcohol.
The drink wasn't too strong, but it didn't have to be. It did what it was supposed to. ,,Come on, I'll show you a good seat," she heard him say before he walked towards the stage and gave her a seat in the front row. ,,You can see everything best from here," he said and watched her sit down with a sigh.
Sliding a little on the chair and pretending to evaluate it, she looked at him scrutinisingly. ,,Yep, that's a good seat," she finally said and saw him smirk. Before she saw his friend Robbie arrive behind Charlie. ,,Hey Y/n is it alright if I interrupt you two lovers and borrow him, the movie is about to start" he said and she saw Charlie looking at his friend with disgust.
But it was nothing new, everyone knew the film club leader had a thing for her. ,,Take him, Charlie, I'll see you," she said, swaying slightly after him before she couldn't help but smile. A few moments later she listened to Charlie and Robbie talking before she offered the former a seat next to her, to which he was almost pushed by his friend. Sitting down next to her, she saw him give her a small ,,Thanks" before his attention turned to the film.
Something she also liked about him was his interest in films. How he could talk for hours about his favourite films, was happy to be listened to and also knew his stuff. He was a true film nerd. She too turned to the staff films and concentrated on them. She knew the films as good as by heart, the usual jumpscares and how the individual victims died.
Only one jumpscare always made her wince - it was like being jinxed. Despite knowing the film, she flinched again when the killer suddenly jumped out of the darkness. Wincing, she unconsciously reached beside her and held onto Charlie's arm for a moment. ,,Sorry, I get scared at this scene every time," she admitted and slowly let go of his arm. But she had felt his touch.
How he had put his own hand on hers for a moment to tell her that everything was alright. ,,No problem," he murmured and gave her a comforting smile. Watching the film, some time passed before the events seemed to come to a head. Ghostface appeared before the sheriff arrived shortly afterwards with the police in tow.
She also made a quick getaway before being reunited with Charlie outside. ,,That was exciting," she said, slightly out of breath after what felt like too much running around and still feeling some anxiety. ,,If you'd like to come, well, we were going to continue the party at Kirby's. Do you want to come too?" he asked her suddenly as more students were walking out around them. Finally a try she thought and was happy. ,,Yeah, sure, I can give you a lift to Kirby's. Come on," she said and took him by the hand before pulling him behind her. She opened his car and got in before she started the car and drove off.
Every now and then she looked over at him. He had his arms crossed and looked uncertainly back and forth between the surroundings, her car and her. ,,Are you cold?" she asked and saw him move his fingers towards the regulator. ,,A little," he murmured and she turned on the heater. ,,Relax, it'll warm up in a minute," she said and smiled at him briefly before focusing on the road again.
The drive didn't take long and soon they had reached Kirby's house. Getting out and walking behind him, they were a little surprised to find the door open, but just walked in. ,,There you two are, huh?" came the confused question from Jill as she expected to see two people instead of apparently just Charlie.
Jill, Kirby, Trevor and Robbie were already gathered around the coffee table and seemed to be waiting for Charlie. ,,I invited her", the brown-haired man said and tried to ignore the knowing looks of his friends. The others made some room and while Robbie and Trevor each sat on one of the chairs, Jill and Kirby moved a little to the side.
Charlie sat down next to Y/n and Robbie handed him a bottle of whiskey, which he declined and took an energy drink from the freezer. Instead, Y/n took the bottle and took a sip.That's strong, she thought as she took the bottle from her lips. ,,Well, now it's getting interesting, let's play seaven minutes in heaven!" Kirby announced happily, and it was a mix of cheering and sighing sounds. They took an empty bottle before spinning it and the game began. And it seemed to go haywire.
First up were Kirby and Robbie, with more of a loud argument going on inside than anything else. Jill and Trevor couldn't have been quieter, though she thought she might have heard a kiss before Jill had gone out. Robbie had a grin on his lips as he came out of the cupboard with Trevor.
Before the bottle landed on Y/n and Charlie. ,,Yay, now it's getting interesting, get it, tiger," cheered Robbie, who was already well drunk. Charlie gave him the middle finger before disappearing into the cupboard with her.
As expected, it was not particularly spacious. She felt that her hair was already touching the ceiling because of her boots. But Charlie also had to get used to the new surroundings. But she could only guess, because she could only see his facial features and appearance dimly. The light coming through the slits in the door was not much but it had to be sufficient. Because of the narrowness, she had automatically tried to make room for herself and leaned one hand against the wall next to his head.
While he tried to make himself as small as possible. He's giving me his space, she thought, and she found his cuteness ever sweeter. ,,I probably shouldn't have worn boots" she tried to lighten the mood and heard the short ,,Yeah, I guess" from Charlie. She had hardly ever seen him this nervous before, but she didn't really feel any different.
She wanted to finally confess something to him, or at least help him confess his feelings for her, but how? Her free hand slid to the zipper on her leather jacket and pulled it down. ,,What are you doing?" he asked immediately and she saw his eyes go to her now visible bosom. The look and the blush on his cheeks was not lost on her. ,,Isn't it a bit warm in here?" she asked innocently and playfully fanned herself.
Almost defeated, he let his gaze slide downwards and played nervously with his fingers. ,,I-you-we-," she heard him say after a moment of sudden silence. I dare you she thought hopefully and came slightly closer to him. But he seemed to fall silent again before she slowly slid her free hand to his. ,,Say it...I'm sure it's something good" she murmured and took his hand in hers.
Slowly, not breaking eye contact, she brought his hand closer and closer to her lips. ,,So...well" he began and almost gasped in surprise as she placed a kiss on the back of his hand and her lips left a slight imprint. ,,Very good...and continue" she praised and kissed each finger as he spoke. ,,W-Well I...since we're here I wanted to...tell you something" he stammered and she felt the slight twitch in his hand as she placed his on her cheek and signalled him to leave it there.
Slowly she let her other hand slide to a strand of his hair. Let it roll back and forth between her fingers. Careful not to break eye contact. ,,So what?" she asked quietly with an encouraging little smile. ,,I-" he began and looked down again, his nervousness seeming to take over. But she took his hand from her cheek and held it gently before stroking his knuckles quietly.
Her other hand released the strand of his hair and moved gently under his chin. Before she practically forced him to lift his gaze again. ,,Just say it," she whispered, and they were only a few centimetres apart. ,,I...love you," he finally managed to say and blushed. But immediately her lips were on his and she wrapped him in a kiss.
She felt him surprise as his hand lightly squeezed hers and his other hand went to her side and held on. He had finally dared. ,,I've loved you too, Charlie, for so long," she admitted as she pulled away, blushing a little herself. A smile was on his lips when he heard this and relief but also pride and joy swung in his gaze.
This time it was he who engaged her in a kiss and even pulled her closer in a moment of determination. It was the best moment of her life. ,,Well, you two, the seven minutes are long gone!" they suddenly heard Kirby shout as the door opened and a barrage of cameras filmed them hastily moving apart. ,,This is going to be a hit right away!" she heard Robbie say and saw Jill smirk. ,,Finally," she heard Trevor mutter and she looked at Charlie, unable to help laughing.
His lips were the same shade of red as hers, competing with his cheeks. ,,Okay guys, that's enough gapping," she playfully reprimanded and promptly closed the door again to hide from the cameras. Before she suddenly heard a giggle from Charlie too. Before he sought her gaze and gave her an affectionate grateful smile before engaging her in another kiss.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++
#fluff#fem reader#male x female#comfort#kiss#first kiss#kissing#making out#nervousness#friends to lovers#confident reader#nervous#charlie walker#charlie walker x reader#charlie walker scream#trying to make a move#flirty#flirting#small room#7 minutes in heaven#mention of murder#drinking#getting drunk
702 notes
·
View notes
Text
Cobra Kai 7 Minutes In Heaven: Johnny Lawrence
(Unedited) (Size Difference, Sloppy Makeout, Squint for Nose Kink, Soft Johnny, Johnny knows he's an ass.) (Link to Intro along with other Characters)
,The tip of the bottle pointed out at…..
The pricing blue-eyed blond who was currently smirking at her from across the way.
Johnny Lawrence, one of the teens from the Cobra Kai dojo and the all-valley champion from the year before. Reader knew him from school because of his loud group of friends and popular charm. By no means was he actually popular, he just had a way of getting under people's skin.
She remembers hearing that he dated the Ali girl who was on the cheer team. They broke up a while ago and apparently it was a really bad breakup, for Johnny at least. He basically went on a rampage of causing mischief all around town for a while until he worked it out of his system.
Now he just walked around school with his little group of delinquents being loud and disorderly.
Reader couldn't deny that he was handsome. Even if he did have that underline bad boy thing going on. Or maybe that just made him hotter? Was she into bad boys? Was this a thing? She never really thought about it before until this very moment.
“Hey we going or not? I left my beer with the guys and I already know their going to chug that thing of I don’t go in there.“ Johnny clicked his at her as he now stood over her, at some point he stood up and walked over to her. She quickly nodded before standing up along side him. He was around her age yet he was so much taller, pushing six foot already. She had to look to actually meet his eye. Her face suddenly felt a little to hit for normal.
He put a hand on her back as he lead her down the hallway and towards the closet in the back. He had a firm and strong hand on her lower back as they finally got to the open door of the closet. They both shimmied into the closet before the door was closed behind them.
Johnny was huge and it was only made more aware when they where both jammed into the small space. His broad shoulders almost caught against the sides of the walls. His head nearly nudged the low ceiling. It looked uncomfortable even in the dark.
Suddenly she felt even more nervous than before as she looked at the tall blond. She felt bad for making get stuck in a closet with her out of all people.
The tall blond hunk stuffed into a small closet with her because of some stupid kissing game. She couldn't tell who should feel more dumb in this situation. Her or him.
“Nice dress, didn't see you as the type to be into that stuff.”
Well that was bound to happen, is course the hot, beefy jacked karate kid had to make a borderline fat comment. Why did she even think he wouldn't try and make a passive-aggressive comment? She was basically wide open now.
She slowly moved a bit to try and cover herself. It did little to actually do anything. She was still wearing a very tight dress that left little to the imagination and she knew it.
“Thanks I guess...”
Johnny could tell by her voice that he probably fucked a little, maybe that wasn't the best way to try and compliment her. He was never good at this kind of stuff in the first place. He wasn't that great at giving good complements and his nature tone always seemed to mud up his true intentions.
He knew he couldn't lie about the fact that he had started to have a one-sided thing for the chubby girl since the minute he laid eyes on her. He remembered seeing her in homeroom, the one class he never skipped. He was late almost every day but on that day, they both were, her first day.
He remembers seeing her in the empty hall all flustered as she stood in-front of the home room door. She slowly opens the door and walked in, a few minutes later Johnny walked in to the room and sat down in the row next to her a few seats back.
He just stared at her just like he was now.
Her eyes didn’t meet his as she looked down at herself. He crept closer to her, shuffling forward in the tight space.
“I didn’t mean it like that, I just mean you usually dress so modest. I think this is the first time I have even seen your ankles. You should dress up more it suites you.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, you know most guys would be begging at your feet for looking like this. Your curve in all the right reasons. I can't believe no one has asked you out yet, here or at school. Your hot and smart...”
Her cheeks flushed as he inches closer to her. His lips where inches away from hers. In the light of the door cracks she could see his face, his chiseled jaw, high cheekbones and the light blush that went up to his ears. But those blue eyes stuck to her like he was trying to look into her soul. Looking for something but she had no idea what.
His large hands grabbed at her waist, hard and fast and it made her gasp out in surprise. His hands locked onto the fat of her hips and pulled her closer until they touched. She could smell his thick body spray, it was warm and spicy and filled her nose. It almost tickled.
She didn’t have time to think about it for long because soon his lips where clashing against hers.
It was hard and fast, his teeth slightly bumped against hers at first before they fell into a deep rhythm of push and pull. Then he was slipping his tongue into her mouth. He seemed to know what he was doing as he messaged her own tongue with his. It felt weird but good all at once. His nose bumped against her own and it felt amazing. It was like it was made to slot with her own. She could feel how warm his face was, the way his blond locks brushed against her forehead and cheek.
She couldn’t help but moan into his mouth and grip at his jacket.
The red leather was hard and stiff and gave her little to know leverage. But she held onto it like a lifeline.
She felt his hands run over her rolls in her dress and it made her shiver in a good way. Her whole body felt like it was on a cloud. With the way his thick fingers worked against her like he knew what exact spot made her see stars. She full body shivered at his work. She could feel him smirk into their kiss as he started to suck at her tongue harder. She felt his fingers move from her belly and waist to her soft thighs. The rough pads of his fingers slowly dig into her soft flesh and it made her eyes roll. Slowly she felt them creep up into the middle of her waist and move higher up, threating to go into more untouched territory.
But that was short lived.
It felt like forever until the closet door swings open. Both of them slowly open their eyes but don't pull apart right away. Johnny slows his kiss and gently pulls away but only by a few inches, his eyes locked on hers half-lidded. His nose softly brushes against hers. It's short and sweet.
“Dude come on won't hog the closet all night! Some of us still want to try and bag a chick at this lame party, oh and Dutch finished off your beer. Now come on and get out.”
Johnny rolled how eyes at Jimmy who was the one to interrupt their fun in the closet. Johnny pulled Reader from the closet and slowly made his way with her back to the main party. His arm wrapped around her waist the whole time. She couldn't stop the way she curled up into his side as they walked. Dutch and Tommy whistled and whooped at the two as they came into their view.
“How about I take you home later on my bike? I can take you for a joyride.”
#cobra kai#cobra kai blog#cobra kai ask blog#karate kid#karate kid blog#the karate kid series#young!johnny#johnny lawrence#johnny lawrence reader#johnny lawrence x chubby reader#johnny lawrence x reader#cobra kai x chubby reader#chubby reader#7 minutes in heaven#cobra kai 7 minutes in heaven
472 notes
·
View notes
Text
One Piece Dating Simulator - Law x gn!reader
"Oh dear, Shachi and Penguin shoved you into a closet with none other than Trafalgar - the most detached and unresponsive man in existance, to your experience. The both of you didn't expect your evening to turn out this way, but was it that much of a surprise? After a proud amount of alcohol and unhinged drinking games, the crew mates decided to 'get a room' for you. A pun the Surgeon of Death cringes upon hearing.
So here you are - stuck in a cramped closet with your heart beating fast and a clump in your throat. Law's about to speak, however you manage to initiate in breaking the ice first."
A/N: Why hello, you poor soul got stuffed in a closet with the danger mushroom eh? Alright, here's what I want you to do:
Send me what your next move will be via ask box! The orange line above is your queue, dear reader! :
What is it you'll say? How do you interact with him? Tell me and you shall receive a Law-rence reaction
Plus, there's a tiny info I need from you:
What's your affiliation with this uncertified doctor? Send me the according emoji you wish to receive listed below - to make the interactive mini story/scenario a bit more immersive.
Crew mate x Captain? Unknown feelings emerge = 🌱
Pre-relationship? Known feelings blooming = 🌺
Couple? There's feelings alright = ❤️🔥
What are you waiting for? Send me that >>ask<< love is in the air and Law isn't fond of it, so better get a move on! Event ends on February 18th.
The only rule: Keep it decent, just have some dignity alright? I'm all in for suggestive and heated spicyness, but this shouldn't turn into full out smut ok? Thank you!
Law and 'love is in the air':
#one piece#one piece law#one piece trafalgar law#law x gn!reader#valentine‘s day special#fanfiction#interactive fiction#fanfiction event#true love#7 minutes in heaven
52 notes
·
View notes
Text
PETER PLEASE
#i need someone to take spotify away from me bc the lyric parallels i’ve been finding ? no thank u#i do this to myself#like i actively search them out#and hate myself for it every time#it’s pete’s fault he wrote the damn words#fall out boy#fob#pete wentz#patrick stump#andy hurley#joe trohman#from under the cork tree#infinity on high#save rock and roll#7 minutes in heaven#where did the party go#fame < infamy#the phoenix
58 notes
·
View notes
Note
Do you have any recs with like bucky, the reader and the avengers playing 7 minutes in heaven or Truth or dare?? Thank you!!
Truth or Dare / 7 Minutes in Heaven
masterlist | req masterlist
here!!
It’s been a long long time since I last played truth or dare🥺
Truth or Dare by @buckytrashbin
A girls’ night in at the compound turns into a game of truth or dare, and you end up confessing more than you intended to.
Imagine by @yeahbutimagine
Imagine being in a secret relationship with Bucky.
Truth or Dare by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky
A game of truth or dare with the team leads you to revealing something embarrassing, but Bucky helps you fix it.
Truth or Dare by @jobean12-blog
friendly game of truth or dare leads you to uncovering the real truth about Bucky and how big he really is…
Cheeky by @buckyalpine
Bucky Barnes does not back down from a dare
Seven Minutes in Heaven by @lokidoki-imagines
Far Past Heaven by @abovethesmokestacks
“Seven minutes in heaven with my longtime crush but we get locked in for hours bc our friends forgot about us” from this list + “I want to mark you so everyone knows you’re mine”
Blurb by @revengingbarnes
First kiss with bucky while playing seven minutes in heaven.
kiss by @buckycuddlebuddy
behind closet doors, dreams do come true.
tastes like heaven by @onceuponastory
Y/N has been in love with Bucky Barnes for as long as she can remember, but is too afraid to act on her feelings, assuming he doesn’t feel the same way about her. But when they both get picked for seven minutes in heaven at Natasha’s birthday party, it changes everything.
grapes and wet dreams by @001sgf
Ask for a Rec<3
#bucky barnes fic rec#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes x y/n#bucky barnes x you#bucky barnes smut#bucky barnes x f!reader#winter soldier x reader#bucky barnes oneshot#bucky barnes fluff#bucky barnes college au#college!bucky#truth or dare#7 minutes in heaven
248 notes
·
View notes
Text
Disney Villains 7 Minutes in Heaven.
Comment your results! Are you happy? 😅
Some soft, thin material- A cravat: You got Captain Hook!
"Oh- thank you, I believe that's mine. *tucks it back into his shirt* Ahhh, there! Now, my dear- *holds out hand* will you do an old sea captain the absolute pleasure?"
Something small, cylindrical, and glassy-feeling- A full potion vial: You got the Evil Queen!
"Don't drink that. Not yet. Wait until you're inside, then... well, the choice is entirely yours."
Something small, cylindrical, and metallic-feeling- A bullet: You got Clayton!
"Hmmm... I think I might've caught something far better than a wild animal in this trap, hm? What say you?"
Something circular with a clump on top- A ring: You got Judge Claude Frollo!
"This a loathsome, sinful game, eurgh... *sees its you who got his ring* but, I suppose, acceptations can be made... "
Some sort of unpleasant, rough feeling clump- A piece of volcanic rock: You got Hades!
"*As soon as you pick out the molten rock* Booya! Yes! Ha. C'mon, babe, I promise I don't bite-- wellll, not unless you're into that (; "
Something hard, cracked open, and... slimy- A shellfish exposing some squishy, red... tissue?: You got Ursula! (and her lipstick)
"*Chuckling* Oh, well that's just perfect~... Darling, follow me, we'll have so much fun together; I promise~... "
Something soft, malleable, and- nudging into your hand?- Morph: You got Long John Silver!
"Well aren't I the luckiest ol' cyborg in all the cosmos? (;"
Some soft, folded up paper- Passage papers: You got Prince Hans!
"*Takes the papers back* Thank you- hey, don't I know you?? Oh yeah, I saw you come in! Y/N, right?? Nice to meet you, I'm Prince Hans. Come on, I promise I'm not like the others- we can just talk. Unless you wanted... oh no, sorry never mind don't worry about it 😏."
116 notes
·
View notes
Text
↻ ^. hell together
pairing: heather chandler/veronica sawyer
cw:: heathers homophobic at first, but veronica changes her opinions. use of the word fag😋
wc: 2869
a/n:: kinda fast paced i think?? but this was so fun to write tbh :3
Once again, Veronica finds herself tagging alongside the Heathers and attending a party. How fun! (not.) And, even though parties like this could overwhelm Veronica at times, given the loud noises and booming speakers that filled the area with headache enducing music, going to these things helped her fit in. Afterall, it was better to be with the Heathers and keep her reputation as "popular" than stop being around them and go back to an outsider.
And that's how she finds herself at another one of Kurts parties. Thanks, Heather.
Veronica tended to stick to being the wallflower, finding a cozy corner to stand in and observe until eventually Heather came to drag her home with the rest of the group.
And that's exactly what she thought was happening when Heather approached her just like she always did, and that's exactly what she thought was happening when Heather scolded her for always standing in the corner. Like she always did.
And that's exactly what he thought was happening until it wasn't. This time, instead of grabbing her hand like she always did, Heather didn't mention anything about leaving.
"Come on, Veronica. Everyone's playing Spin the Bottle except for you." Heather points out, folding her arms over her chest and regarding Veronica skeptically.
"There's plenty of people here.. Not playing Spin the Bottle." Veronica retorts, motioning to the swarm of people around them. It's clear that she intends to stay right where she is, enjoying his drink.
But obviously Heather isn't going to put up with it. "You know what I mean. You always do this whenever I take you to a party, I'm starting to wonder why I get you into these things in the first place." Heather presses, refusing to back down this time.
She does have a point, Veronica supposes. After a moment of silence shared between the two, she sets down his drink and Heather grins, knowing she's gotten her way yet again.
"It'll be very, I promise." Heather swears as she leads Veronica to the rest of the group, but she has a stinging feeling that this won't be very, like Heather says.
She leads Veronica up a flight of steps and down a hall to Kurts room and opens the door to enter, Veronica following closely behind.
Kurt, Ram, and Heather, and Heather sit next to eachother on the carpeted floor just by Kurts bed, all surrounding an empty beer bottle. Only making room for the Veronica and Heather once the two walk in.
"Veronica, finally decided to join us for once?" Heather Duke flashes her a snake-like grin, and it almost comes off as a threat.
"Not by choice," She clarifies, wrapping her arms around himself as she takes a now open spot next to Heather McNamara.
"I practically had to drag her here." Heather adds, sitting down next to Kurt.
"Whatever, now that we're all here, let's play already." Ram starts, grabbing the attention of everyone in the circle. He reaches out, spinning the bottle and watching as it spirals quickly on the floor, eventually slowing to a stop. It point's to McNamara.
Ram grins, darting his head over to Kurt. "Punch it in!" They laugh, fistbumping as Ram stands up along with Heather.
"If you want to kiss me, you don't need to use this childs game to do it." Heather states, rolling her eyes as she follows Ram into Kurts open closet, closing the door to the small space behind them.
Heather looks at Kurt, confusion mixed with irritation crosses her expression. "What? I thought this was Spin the Bottle, not Seven Minutes in Hevean."
Kurt only laughs, looking over at Heather Duke, encouraging her to explain. "We might've changed the rules just a little while you were gone getting Veronica." She says, giggling once she recognizes Heathers displeasure at the sudden game change.
"Right, that's it." Heather suddenly stands from the circle. "I'm not playing. Kissing is fine, but having to get into a closet with that thing?" She points to Veronica dramatically.
"Yeah, right. The only thing I'll be kissing is my suicide note if I spin the bottle and it lands on her." She spits, suddenly very against the idea of playing this game.
Veronica looks up at Heather, a grin crossing her expression. "C'mon, Heather. Don't be a such a sore sport, you'll kill everyones mood." She rationalizes.
"Like I care. It wasn't even my idea to have you play, it was Heathers." She folds her arms over her chest, her gaze flickering to Heather Duke where she sits cross-legged on the floor.
"Hm." Veronica hums, looking away and feigning indifference. "Didn't take you for a chicken." She muses aloud.
A slight twitch of Heathers eye can be observed. "Yeah, Heather, you chicken?" Kurt joins in on the teasing, and soon so does Duke, imitating that of a clucking chicken.
"Shut up, Heather." Heather warns, her gaze locking onto Dukes in an intimidating manner. But she doesn't shut up.
Veronica laughs at Heather Dukes unsual defiance, and it only makes Chandlers resolve weaken as the teasing from the group starts to get under her skin. And then eventually, she sits back down with a huff.
"Fine." She caves in finally, and the mocking subsides.
Eventually, Ram and McNamara exit the closet, and a cocky smile can be seen on Rams face, a blush on Heathers.
The game goes on as normal, people going in for seven minutes, and out afterwards. Some pairs don't appear phased at all once they come out, others... Not so much. Heather Duke and Kurt, McNamara and Veronica, Ram and Chandler, the list goes on.
And Chandler was starting to think she might be able to get out of this game with her pride still intact when after countless rounds, she hadn't got paired with Veronica.
But, she was quickly proven wrong, when she spun the bottle and it slowed to a stop on none other than the person she had hoped against hope not to get paired with.
"You've got to be kidding me," Heather mutters irritatedly as she watches Veronica grin and rise to her feet.
She extends her hand out for Heather to take. "Seven Minutes in Hevean. You know the rules." She states confidently, looking down at her position on the floor.
"Seven Minutes in Hevean?" Heather scoffs dramatically, "More like Seven Minutes in Hell." She adds a roll of her eyes for emphasis, before taking Veronicas hand and dragging her into the closet. "Let's just get this over with." She mutters as the door clicks closed behind the two.
"Alright, lesbos, your timers starting!" Kurt shouts from outside the closet door, surpressing a laugh.
"Yeah, don't get too.. lesbian in there!" Ram adds, and you hear the pair laugh rather obnoxiously before fistbumping.
The girl in red sits on top of a small wooden wardrobe inside the closet, crossing her legs over one another. "Don't get your hopes up. We're not doing anything in here." She warns Veronica.
"I'm well aware." She responds, leaning against the wall of the closet, and though it's hard to see in the dim lighting, she seems to be examining Heathers figure intently.
"Why are you so against playing this game with me, anyway?" Veronica inquires, the sliver of color that slides under the bottom crack of the door being the only source of light that invades the space.
"Because. I'm not.. a lesbian." Heather states firmly, her tone defensive.
Veronica smirks. "You say that like it's a bad thing. And, how do you know that anyway? Have you even kissed a girl before?"
"Because it is a bad thing! And, no, of course I haven't." Heather responds, looking at Veronica like she has two heads.
Veronica shrugs her shoulders. "Don't knock until you've tried it, Heather." The girl grins suggestively and Heathers face morphs into one of shock, and maybe slight disgust.
"Are you saying you have kissed a girl?" Heather accuses, glaring Veronica up and down.
"Maybe I am. What about it?" Veronica quirks an eyebrow up playfully and her tone begins to lace itself with a hint of flirtatiousness.
"Ew, you fa–" It takes Heather a moment to catch Veronicas tone, entirely focused on the fact she's kissed girls before. But when she does catch on, she pauses. "Are you really suggesting.. What I think you're suggesting?"
The whole mood shifts in an instant as Heather realizes what Veronica is insinuating, and the already cramped closet only seems to shrink further in size as tension takes up space between the two.
Veronica swiftly dodges Heathers question. responding with not an answer but a statement instead. "Y'know, Heather, honestly I think you're so against playing this game with me because you're afraid you'll do something you deem as immoral." She puts emphasis on that final word, and the way the sentence rolls off her tounge makes it seem like Veronica is challenging Heather. Daring her to do something immoral.
At first Veronica was only teasing, enjoying the rise she was starting to get from Heather. And maybe it's the fact that Heather can't turn down a challenge, or Veronicas teasing actually unintentionally succeeded in sparking something in her, but she says something entirely unexpected.
"Fine. Get over here." She orders Veronica.
Veronica steals Heathers lips in a slow kiss, but is surprised to find that Heather is quick to take it up a notch. Or two. She wraps her arms around Veronica, only pulling the two closer together as the girls manicured fingernails rest on Veronicas cheeks before moving to run through her auburn hair.
Veronica is slow with the pace of her kiss while Heather is very much the opposite, seeming to fight for dominance in this 'challenge' she's created for herself.
Veronica pulls away after a moment, grinning smugly. "There's no rush, Heather." She tells the blonde quietly, whispering so that the others outside the door aren't able to hear the pair.
"When you only have seven minutes, I think there is." Heather retorts, the determined look in her eyes never fading.
"Touchè." Veronica responds before bringing her lips back to Heathers, her hands beginning to roam, exploring the others' figure until one eventually lands on her upper thigh. She pulls away again.
"Seven minutes. Wanna make the most of this?" Veronica questions, quirking up an eyebrow as she awaits Heathers response.
And to nobodies surprise, Heather doesn't back down. She uncrosses her legs, parting them slightly and watching as Veronica lowers herself onto her knees in front if her. The pair never break eye contact.
Veronica parts Heathers legs enough to make room for herself between them, and luckily enough, her plaid skirt gives her easy access, and she easily pulls down Heathers red-laced panties to her ankles.
"Red. How fitting, I'm not surprised." She remarks lowly, a hint of a joke in her voice as she brings her eyes back up to Heathers.
"Red bra too, incase you were wondering." Heather responds, playing along with a tone just as teasing as Veronicas.
"I wouldn't expect anything less from you, Heather." The girl in blue responds.
Heather rolls her eyes. "I don't have the patience for this, Veronica. Can we hurry this up?" Heather requests, though it comes off as more of an order.
Without another word, Veronica is quick to burry her head between Heathers thighs, swirling her tounge in slow circles on her clit, and revelling in the way she jolts, letting out a half-gasp, half-moan at the sudden contact that Veronica'll bet Heather wasn't expecting to feel this good.
Veronica grins, enjoying the taste of Heather on her tounge as well as the reactions she continues to draw out from Heathers lips. Dragging her teeth against Heathers folds, she watches as Heather shivers and bites her bottom lip in an attempt to hold back yet another quiet moan. Which she obviously fails to do.
Heather leans back, supporting her weight with one of her arms placed against the top of the dresser that she's been sitting on, and running the fingers of her other hand through Veronicas hair, she lets herself begin to drown in the feeling of ecstasy that slowly consumes her.
"Veronica," Heather moans out the girls name like a prayer, and her face turns pink at the realization that she's just moaned out a girls name.
Veronica pulls her mouth away from Heathers clit, and instead opting to use her hands instead. She replaces her tounge with her thumb applying slight pressure as she again moves it circles against Heathers clit. Veronica rises, her hand never leaving Heather as she does.
She begins planting passion-filled kisses against Heathers jaw before moving down slowly to her neck and moving the collar of her shirt aside, where the kisses that she plants grow to hickeys as Veronica begins to bite and nip at Heathers porcelain skin.
Heather moans at the feeling, her head dipping back slightly to allow for Veronica to have more canvas room, painting her skin a variety of pinks, reds, purples, and blues that would surely stay visible for God knows how long.
But in this moment, she couldn't care less about that. All Heather finds herself able to focus on is Veronicas ministrations as she continues to work circles on her throbbing clit, sending shivers down her spine and a cadence of moans that incessantly spill from her lips.
Speaking of which, Heathers moans which were once easily hushed with Veronicas lips on hers, begin to rise in volume, quickly becoming entirely too loud for the small space of the closet. If the two weren't careful, everyone outside would know what they were getting up to.
Veronica pulls away momentarily. "Heather, be quiet. Unless you want everyone to know how good I make you feel. And I doubt you want that, yeah?" She brushes a small strand of Heathers blonde curls aside, whispering lowly into her ear before she moves to cover her mouth. Still she uses her free hand to tirelessly pump her two fingers in and out of Heathers cunt.
Heather shakes her head in a no, her moans now muffled once again against Veronicas hand. How long has it been? It has to have been at least fve minutes now, surely. But who was really keeping count? Who could in a situatuon like this, where nobody is focused on anything except the onslaught of overwhelming sensations coursing through their veins?
"That's what I thought, so try to be quiet?" Veronica suggests playfully, although she knows all too well that Heather won't be able to. She's never experienced something like this, not from a woman at least. It's like her first time all over again. But this time, it probably feels ten times better.
"Fuck, Veronica, I–" Heather gasps feveriously, letting her eyes quickly flutter shut, she wraps her hands around veronicas waist, pulling her in closer.
"Come on, Heather." Veronica whispers words of encouragement into Heathers skin, probably loving too much the way Heathers hips roll on her fingers, desperately seeking more friction.
Veronica finally slips in a third finger, the feeling of Heathers walls expanding only to tighten once again around her fingers, feeling how wet she is, all for her. It causes a wave of confidence to crash over her. "Come for me." Veronica mutters.
And as if on command, Heather lets out one final muffled cry, the quivering of her legs slowly subsiding as Veronica coaxes her through an orgasm, the thrusting of her fingers slowing to a stop before she finally pulls her three digits out.
Heather pants, incredibly out of breath from the whole ordeal. She hops off the dresser before pulling up her panties once again and adjusting her hair in an attempt to make it look like she didn't just get finger-fucked by her best friend. Could she even call her that anymore?
"We're going to hell because of you." Chandler mutters as she looks over to Veronica, throwing her a fierce glare once she's caught her breath finally.
Veronica shrugs, indifferent. "At least we'll be there together." She grins teasingly and it looks like Heather might come up with another witty remark, but she's interuppted by Kurt who swings the door open, as well as a ringing alarm.
"Your times up!" Kurt exclaims, a sudden wave of light flows into the once dark closet, causing both Veronica and Heather to squint their eyes as they adjust.
Heather doesn't say anything, but brushes past Kurt, meeting his arm with her elbow as she pushes past him. Veronica follows suit.
"Have fun in there, you two?" Heather Duke grins mischeviously, and McNamara snickers.
"No." Heather answers plainly as she resumes her seat in the circle, but the blush planted on her face as well as the smile that Veronica fails to bite back tells the group an entirely different story.
#heathers#heathers 1989#heathers musical#chansaw#heather chandler#heathers movie#veronica sawyer#7 minutes in heaven#smut
26 notes
·
View notes
Text
Jon Hamm in 7 Minutes in Heaven
96 notes
·
View notes
Text
Dec 10th: Never Forgot My First Kiss
Written for @steddieholidaydrabbles
prompt: First kiss/First time | AO3: link | wc: 853 | rating: M | cw: trans individual and partner discuss younger self with created dead name | tags: FTM Eddie Munson, 7 minutes in heaven, pre series first kiss - post series smut and cuddles, pillow talk
Summary: Reminiscing on first kisses after another first between Steve, Eddie, and their bedsheets
For the smut before this ficlet, check out my submission for today's Steddiemas prompt here
(づ￣ ³￣)づ
“It couldn't have been more awkward.”
“What? No. I thought my seven minutes in heaven with Elsie May Munson was one for the record books.”
“Maybe. The page on firsts and failures,” Eddie scoffed.
Steve rolled his eyes. “You were the one who couldn't relax. The second that bottle spun to you you sat up as stiff as a board.”
“I was still in shock that I'd been invited to Alexis's birthday at all! Lil ‘ol trailer trash me.”
“No one thought of you like that.” Steve huffed and brought Eddie in closer to his chest. It was warm under the covers with him. Safe. “You were just really quiet. A little timid.”
“Hah, yeah. Jeez. Blossomed right out of that.”
MATURE Continues after the cut
“Big time.” Steve blushed and twisted one of Eddie’s curls, a small smile on his lips. “If it makes it better for your ‘origin story,’ I'm pretty sure Alexis's mom invited everyone in the 5th grade. So it doesn’t necessarily prove she thought about your eleven year old reputation.”
“Oh thanks,” Eddie replied, sticking his tongue out.
“Anything for you babe.”
Eddie considered letting it drop, but teasing Steve was one of his favorite pastimes. “Still doesn't explain your fish lips in that closet. 7 minutes of mediocrity at best.”
“Hey! It was my first kiss.”
“Mine too!”
Eddie looked into Steve’s smiling eyes as their fake affronted expressions shifted into laughter at one another.
When the laughter eased, Steve traced Eddie’s collarbone with his finger tip. His voice was soft and low. “Y'know, I always knew. When Elsie moved back with her dad and then two years later her 'cousin,' Eddie, came to live permanently with his uncle.”
“Here I thought I had everyone fooled,” Eddie said, shifting lightly. It didn’t make him too uncomfortable to talk about the little person he’d been, at least not with Steve. “Loud, obnoxious Eddie? Literally everything Elsie wasn't. She was always looking for permission, whereas I ask for forgiveness.”
Steve glanced away. “I liked both.” Eddie raised an eyebrow and poked Steve in the cheek till he continued. Steve sighed, “Elsie always had her head in a book. The covers looked so exciting, but you know me and reading.” Eddie gave a small nod. “And that pretty, curly, dark hair always pushed back from her face.”
“Jesus Christ, I almost forgot the headbands.” Eddie chuckled and shook his head.
Steve’s hand wandered up to Eddie’s chin, his fingers rested along Eddie’s jaw. Steve’s gaze had grown heavy. “Never forgot my first kiss Eddie. Or that little scar right under your chin, or the shade of brown your eyes are. Just like chocolate.”
Eddie squirmed a little under the weight of Steve’s affection. Sometimes it was hard to be under that spotlight, even if it was just the two of them, holed up in Steve’s bedroom. “What took you so long to come after me then?”
Steve’s lips twisted a bit. “I was under the impression you didn't want to be found. Especially by me.”
“Yeah, I guess that's true.” Eddie's hand wandered over Steve's skin, still mostly under the covers, protected from the much chillier air around them. “Glad we cleared that up. Are you um… are you glad my first with a guy was you?”
Steve snorted. “I could say the same damn thing.”
“You know what I mean,” Eddie let his hand wander down and brushed the tip of Steve's cock. He adored the flash of surprise and want it created on Steve’s face.
Steve brought Eddie’s mischievous hand over his heart. “First kiss I'll treasure always. But first fucks?” He shrugged. “That can get a little slut shame-y, I guess?”
“Oh! Here's where that Harrington charm runs out,” Eddie laughed. He quickly turned his smile to a pout, batting his eyelashes. “Not the virginity thing or whatever it's supposed to mean, bases or notches. What I really meant to say was this first for ‘us.’ Like this, are you…” Eddie paused; he didn't feel like asking for reassurance, but it was what he wanted to hear. Luckily, that seemed to click for Steve.
“Eds!” Steve's eyes widened, and he ran a hand through Eddie's hair. “Yes, gorgeous. This was everything I… Eddie I already want you just, all the damn time. This was so good, you're fucking perfect.”
“Yeah?” Eddie smiled shyly. “Perfect? I thought I was the devil.”
“You are a devil.” Steve's face scrunched up with concern. “I thought you liked when I, wait. Are you messing with me?”
“No.” Their legs slotted together. Eddie pressed his cock against Steve's thigh, already wet. “Maybe a little.”
Steve snaked one arm around Eddie’s waist, holding him in place and began to tickle Eddie. He brushed the light stubble on his chin against Eddie's chest as Eddie struggled to get his hands to tickle Steve’s stomach. They eventually stopped for breath, and Steve relaxed into Eddie’s hold this time, nuzzling along Eddie's neck. “What if I said I wanted you to be my last first,” he whispered. It sounded like a secret. As if Eddie didn't feel the exact same way.
2023 RedLegumes Steddiemas 1 2 3 4 5 6 10 SteddieHolidayDrabbles 1 2 3 4 6 8 9 10
And...
they're not even dating!
JUST KIDDING
One hundred percent, Eddie's been parading around his sweetheart, acting like he converted Steve to every dark side for months.
#steddie#eddie munson#steve harrington#steddieholidaydrabbles#first kiss#first time#i write things#ftm eddie munson#trans#trans masc eddie munson#post smut#but still a lil smutty#7 minutes in heaven
37 notes
·
View notes
Text
#i’ve never made one of these before#so be nice#also i hate picsart#collage#collage art#7 minutes in heaven#atavan halen#fall out boy#fob#fob fanart#fob art#fall out boy art#fall out boy fanart#futct#from under the cork tree#lyric edit#lyric art
125 notes
·
View notes
Text
OKAY GUYS!! I need some answers on what y’all want!!
Details for each poll
1. You meet Kurapika on a cold, quiet night while walking home from a costume party early in October. A friendship is formed when you realize how lonely he is, and this eventually turns into a steamy romance(NSFW, period sex, he bites your during sex)
2. You are the sweetheart of the phantom troupe, a normal woman that has befriended them. When you’re told by Shalnark that none of them have ever celebrated Halloween, you’re determined to make the month of October fun for everyone!!
3. You’re invited to a costume party, where all violence is left at the door. No one knows who their fellow party guests are, allowing enemies to mingle without consequences. They decide to play 7 minutes in heaven, but will your partner be willing to stop after 7 minutes?
4. This is pretty straight forward, if you pick this you want all of the above. The only drawback is that it’ll take longer for me to post these, so I’ll post the more Halloween themed ones first
#x reader#anime x reader#headcanon#requests open#reader insert#hxh x reader#hxh imagines#smut requests#hunter x hunter x reader#hxh illumi#chrollo x reader#kurapika x reader#kurapika smut#phantom troupe#seven minutes in heaven#7 minutes in heaven
35 notes
·
View notes
Text
Random-Mailbox's Favorite Sailor Moon Fics - Week 50 - Locked In
This week’s post is all about being locked in places together - be it various closets, elevators or islands. Thank you to @goddessalthena for being my gif fairy godmother 😘
Just wanted give everyone a heads up that I have only 2 more currently planned posts left to make it to the full 52 weeks. I still have some other ideas/lists and will share those at a later date, but this seemed to be a nice round milestone. I really hope you enjoyed these and discovered stories and authors, and maybe even got some new favourites.
As always, my apologies in advance for spoiling some of these for you (Fic Titles are linked to either FFN or AO3 entries).
Seven Minutes in Heaven - @idesofnovember
Mini collection of stories throughout the original anime run where Usagi and Mamoru keep ending up in the closet together, at first because of fate or luck and later because of their meddling friends.
Seven Minutes - colormeferret
A cute little reveal story where our duo getting stuck together in the closet during a game plays a big part.
One Month: Trapped - @sailorsilverladybug
I am going to start with a disclaimer: there are a lot of stranded on an island stories between AO3 and FFN, and one of the themes that runs through is non-consensual intimacy. This particular story is not an exception, but what sets this one apart, and the reason why I included it on the list, is because there is a lot of discussion about consequences and legitimising of feelings for those impacted by the choices of others. Please make sure to check the tags and read the author's note before starting.
Motoki and (some of) the girls decide that to stop Usagi and Mamoru from arguing they need to kidnap them and leave them on a deserted island for a month to get over their hostility for the good of the world (at least that’s Rei and Minako’s reasoning).
Intentionally Trapped - @ninjettetwitch
After having an absolutely horrible day at work, Mamoru decides to still go to Minako’s party only to blow up at Usagi because of his bad mood. Leading a very stern chat in a stopped elevator followed by a steamy make-up.
Game Night - @riverlethe
Minako decides that they deserve a night off and best way to have fun is a game “night” at the arcade, where an increasing number of participants eventually includes Mamoru. Running out of games to play, Unazuki eventually suggests “7 Minutes in Heaven”.
11 Hours - @floraone
This story is based around a study which postulated that with a specific set of questions and at least 4 hours together, two people can start falling in love. In this multi-chapter, our protagonists get stuck in an elevator, discovering things about their past, likes and dislikes, working through social anxiety and preconceived notions.
---
That's it for this week! Two remaining posts will be as follows:
September 4 - Furniture
September 11 - Crystal Tokyo
Here are the links to the previous Tumblr posts in these series to explore more amazing works based on different themes - make sure to check them out if you haven't had a chance! (Click on title name to go to the post) - I will keep updating the list every week as new posts come up:
Week 1 - Groundhog Day
Week 2 - Established Relationships
Week 3 - Sex Positivity
Week 4 - Unfinished Stories
Week 5 - Darker Stories
Week 6 - Potions 🧪
Week 7 - Reveals
Week 8 - 👻Halloween🎃
Week 9 - Wrong Perceptions
Week 10 - Non-Senshi AU
Week 11 - In-Progress Fics
Week 12 - Mutual Pining
Week 13 - Enemies to Lovers
Week 14 - Slow Burn
Week 15 - Christmas Part 1 - Ugly Christmas Sweaters and Santa!
Week 16 - Christmas Part 2
Week 17 - New Years
Week 18 - High School AU
Week 19 - Slice of Life
Week 20 - Coffee shop AU
Week 21 - Huddle for Warmth
Week 22 - Friends to Lovers
Week 23 - ❤️Valentines Day❤️
Week 24 - Do a Grouch a Favour Day (or Cheer Up Fics)
Week 25 - Soulmate AU
Week 26 - Amnesia Fics (and resources)
Week 27 - 🍀St Patrick's Day🍀
Week 28 - Fix it Fics
Week 29 - Prompt: Mug
Week 30 - Flowers
Week 31 - Traditions
Week 32 - Dreams
Week 33 - Friends
Week 34 - Body-Swap
Week 35 - Medical Assistance
Week 36 - Sex Pollen
Week 37 - Psychometry
Week 38 - What If
Week 39 - Missing Scenes Part I
Week 40 - Green Jacket
Week 41 - Dr Chiba
Week 42 - Birthdays
Week 43 - Fluff
Week 44 - First Kiss
Week 45 - Reviving Shitennou
Week 46 - Tutoring
Week 47 - Thunderstorms
Week 48 - Food
Week 49 - Proposals
#sailor moon#usagi x mamoru#fic rec#fic list#sailor moon fanfiction#usamamo#locked in#elevator#closet#island#7 minutes in heaven#games
31 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
atelierlena
Atelier Lena
intcatlano-blog
Unique World
deathofmeinside
🍃🌊🔥🌪✨
thevirtualcfosupport5-blog
TheVirtualCFOSupport Blog
wishonice-blog
Have you seen my princess?