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barcaatthemoon · 2 months

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first || barcelona x teen!reader ||

you score your first club goal.

months of hard work had finally seemed to pay off. you were grateful for the opportunity to just wear the barcelona colors officially, but it was nice to not just come to practice. it was a huge deal for you to finally be on the sub list. you had been waiting all season for this moment, and while it wasn't a start, it was definitely a big step for you.

"are you cold?" alexia asked as she placed a hand on your knee. you had been bouncing your knee from the moment that you sat down on the bench. nearly 60 minutes into the game, and it hadn't stopped. a few of the other girls thought it was sort of funny, especially since you had been a bundle of nerves on the bus.

"no, just restless. do you think that jona will really sub me in?" you asked hopefully. alexia nodded, knowing that they'd need you soon. there wasn't a lot of time left in the game, but quite a few of the girls were looking a little sluggish. there had been quite a few games in fairly rapid succession to each other.

"here, why don't you warm up a bit, okay?" alexia suggested. you got up from your seat immediately. alexia watched as you stretched and moved around to get the blood flowing throughout your body. jona pulled both you and alexia off of the bench to replace lucy and keira.

playing in the backline was still very new for you. whenever you had been signed, the team put you in the midfield. it was where you had always been, but over the course of the season, you had proven your defensive prowess.

in all honesty, you were sure that they deemed you too clumsy to be an attacking player. your size made you formidible, and if they could keep your movement limited, nobody would know how easy it was to get you to trip over your own two feet. that was the game plan, and you could only hope that by the time that the next season rolled around, you moved a bit more fluidly with your extra lank.

"ready for your first corner?" ona asked as she put her hand on your back. you smiled down at the older player and nodded. corners were always your favorite part of practice. it was one of the rare times that they let you play things forward.

"watch out, it's going straight for you," alexia warned you. she disguised it as a quick hug, something that nobody thought anything of. everybody had seen her being affectionate with you on social media, often treating you as if you were her baby sister. in a lot of ways, you felt like the team's baby sister, each one of those girls protecting you like you were one of their own.

the ball was crossed over beautifully directly towards you. jumping up, you were able to get a head on it well before anybody else. you couldn't see it going into the net since you had closed your eyes when you came up, but you could hear the crowd going absolutely wild. you just barely managed to land steadily on your feet, only to be knocked over by your teammates seconds later.

barcelona was up, over two goals ahead of your opponents when your header made it three. still, this was your very first goal in your very first game. to score on your debut was a dream come true, one that you thought wouldn't happen when jona told you where you'd be playing for the season. however, as you felt several bodies crash excitedly into yours, you realized exactly what happened.

there wasn't enough time for the other team to score, much less even things out. the final whistle blew, and you found yourself gravitating over towards the bench. all of the adrenaline was catching up to you, and a part of you felt tired. you had barely played at all, but the excitement from your goal mixed with your anxiety to threaten to knock you on your ass for the day.

"hey, don't fall asleep on me superstar. we're having a whole party in your honor for that one," patri said. she grabbed onto your chin and peppered your cheek in kisses. jana mirrored her, both women laughing as you tried to shove them away. it seemed like everybody took after the two of them and crowded around you.

"nice header baby bird," pina complimented you. you shook your head at the nickname. you didn't know what to do with all the attention as it started to get a bit overwhelming.

"walk with me," frido said as she reached her hand towards you. a couple of the girls tried to follow, but they shrunk back at the glare they got from the older player. "that was a good goal you had out there, and i saw that tackle. you're playing a lot better than you were at first."

"thank you, the extra practice has been paying off," you told her. frido was glad to hear it. she knew how hard it was for you to be so far away from home while playing in spain. spain was a lot different from norway, but you had ingrid to look out for you. and if ingrid was indisposed for any reason, frido was there by your side.

today, ingrid was with mapi for an appointment. it was supposed to be mapi's last one before she could test for her clearance. you had wanted to go with them, but it was because of ingrid's absence that jona had called you in as a sub in the first place. they had promised to call you after the game, but you weren't sure how long after it would be. mapi wasn't sure how long her appointment would take, and ingrid had planned on taking mapi out on a date after.

"i know that you wanted them here," frido said. you shrugged it off, knowing that sometimes it was better to be mature about not getting what you wanted. you were more than a little hurt that both mapi and ingrid, who had become like your mothers, were missing this game, but you understood. they couldn't be there for everything, and one day, you knew that they wouldn't be there at all for you.

"it would have been nice for them to see me score that goal, but i have all of you here too. you're just as much my family, and part of my journey as they are." you felt frido pull you into a hug, holding you tightly in her arms. she led you to the locker room, allowing for you to get your shower in before everybody else came in. it was nice to get hot water for once, the other players claiming seniority whenever it came to showering most of the time.

their celebrations for you continued onto the bus, even as you sat with alexia, who was taking you in for the night. she let you fall asleep on her shoulder, shushing your teammates whenever they'd get too rowdy. sandra carried you off of the bus and to alexia's car when you got back to barcelona, allowing for you to sleep all the way to alexia's house. you were groggy as you followed her inside, but quickly woke right back up at the sight of alexia's sister sitting on the couch with olga, the two of them quick to congratulate you.

"i am going to go get us a snack. mapi wanted me to let you know that she saw your tackle earlier, and she was very impressed," alexia said. she pressed a kiss to your forehead as she passed where you settled back on her couch.

"i am sure that she is. mapi taught me how to do that after all," you laughed. alexia rolled her eyes, having had to read through several texts of mapi being insufferable about having "taught you the most important skills" since you had joined the team. alexia thought that it was bullshit, that you had learned much more than just what mapi had taught you, but she kept quiet and allowed for her friend to have her moment.

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lovinpelova · 3 months

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you've been missed | j. fleming

summary; jessie feels a bit more lonely than usual, so she makes sure you get home earlier. [SMUT]

🎵 planez - jeremih

jessie hates being clingy. she hates feeling like she's smothering you with her presence and certainly doesn't want to annoy you, although you assure her you love her when she's clingy she still refuses to let herself go in fear of causing an argument. this morning she had a day off and you didn't, arsenal having a different schedule to chelsea meant that you would wake up to her lips scattered across your neck and hips mindlessly grinding into yours, as soon as her hands guided your legs to spread open wider for her and your arms pulled her closer an alarm went off signalling you had to get ready for training. as much as you didn't want to leave already due to jessie being alone all day, you definitely didn't want to go now that jessie was whining into your ear begging you not to go.

with difficulty you gave her one final kiss and ignored her pleads for you to stay, gently pushing her off you and laughing at the exaggerated groan she let out as you started to get ready for the day. before you headed out to your car you quickly ran back into your bedroom where jessie was laying, watching her eyes light up with expectation and feeling a smile against your lips when you kissed her, only to be met with another groan when you pulled away and said goodbye. as soon as you got to arsenal training grounds your phone went off with a notification from jessie.

jeff🫶🏼

missing you madly already princess :(

can't wait for you to get home

you made quick work of responding to her, fully aware that she texted you fifteen minutes after you left because she knew you'd be at training by now.

you

i'll be home before you know it baby <3

training had been light from the beginning, a warmup followed by some sprints and agility exercises meant you wouldn't be as tired as if you were in the gym on weights, jonas assigning you all partners during a water break and running you through the next drill he'd decided on. you were paired up with vic thankfully, the midfielder being one of your closest friends due to being the same age and playing in the same position, so you completed the drill with ease whilst gossiping about all the latest drama you wanted to fill each other in on.

before you knew it training was over two and a half hours later, the time now being just past midday after your cooldown was completed. you walked back to the changing rooms with leah, lotte and alessia talking about how you were gutted the arnold clark cup was cancelled this year due to the nations league finals, all of you being international teammates since you were young meaning you had a special bond. you'd played up in the youth groups a couple times so you had met leah before alessia and lotte decided to move to north carolina with lois, so when the word came out arsenal was interested in you she was the first person to persuade you into joining.

you packed up your things and grabbed your phone, saying goodbye to the girls whilst walking towards your car and checking through the notifications you'd recieved. scrolling through them all you were unbothered as you sat in the drivers seat of your car, looking to see if jessie had texted you again and to your luck she had - many times. you smiled to yourself at the thought of what she may have texted you, saying how much she missed you and couldn't wait for you to get home again, normally sending you pictures of the food she'd make for herself and claiming she wished you were there to share it with her but your smile dropped when you read through them. you looked around the parking lot to see if anyone was nearby and able to look at your phone, knowing no one would go to that level of snooping but being careful anyways due to the obvious nature of jessies messages.

jeff🫶🏼

missing you so badly babygirl

can't stop thinking about you and what we'd be doing right now if your alarm didn't interrupt us

been wanting you so much all morning since you left

*video attachment*

wish you were here princess. can't wait for you to get home.

you quickly checked your bluetooth to see if you were connected to your car and turned it off just in case, pressing play on the video that gave you no indication as to what it was due to the black screen that was on the cover. once the video loaded your jaw dropped slightly and your eyes were glued to the screen, watching in awe of what you were seeing and feeling shamefully turned on. she had sent it five minutes ago, so there was no doubt she was still doing it at that current moment without you there to witness it.

jessie was recording herself shirtless lying down on your shared bed from a low angle, revealing the strap she often wore as she spat into her hand and began rubbing it over the strap for lubrication, making sure you could see when she'd push it down further to hit against her clit as she moaned lowly at the friction. she looked down at the camera with her bottom lip between her teeth and hooded eyes, speeding up her hands movements to jerk off the strap at a wild pace as she threw her head back and let out an audible groan, cursing in pleasure whilst your eyes trailed to her biceps and hand. you couldn't tear your eyes away from the veins that bulged out, only being pulled out of your daydream by jessie saying your name.

"y/n,"

she whimpered out as your thighs clenched together, loving the way she sounded so desperate. her moans picked up in frequency and volume alongside the speed of her hand, going at an inhumane rate whilst her hips began to buck up the same way they would if you were riding her, your imagination going wild at the thought of her fucking up into you and pulling your hips down to slam into hers as she grunted in effort. you closed your eyes for a moment to calm yourself down, unsuccessful in doing so when you opened them again and heard her moans growing wilder with her hips now bucking animalistically into her hand.

"fuck babygirl i'm gonna cum! just like that, keep goin'! gonna cum all inside of you- fuck!"

her thighs and abs flexed as her hips paused mid-air, hand stuck around the base of the strap whilst she let out the most filthy moans you'd ever heard, hips beginning to move again in deep thrusts as she rode out her high for your viewing pleasure. whilst she was gaining her breath back she looked down at the camera with a smirk, cutting the video off after winking cheekily obviously knowing it would have riled you up. she wasn't wrong either, you threw your phone onto the passenger seat and quickly began driving home, the fifteen minutes feeling like fifteen hours until you finally got to your house.

you basically ran out the car and left everything but your keys behind, locking it whilst hurriedly opening the front door and kicking your shoes off as you shut it behind you, immediately perking your ears up at the sound of jessie moaning out your name. storming through the house and opening your bedroom door to see your girlfriend still doing what she was in the video, only this time with her eyes on yours as she smiled widely at the sight of you back home. her hand stopped its movements whilst you straddled her, pulling her into a heated kiss with your hands tugging at her hair, pulling her head back as she gasped at the roughness of it.

"you're so dirty."

"can you blame me when i've got a girlfriend as hot as you?"

the canadian rolled you over onto your back and started grinding her hips into yours, relishing in the moan you let out before tugging off your shirt hurriedly.

"i was gonna fuck you so good this morning, and then your stupid fucking alarm went off."

she mumbled into your neck whilst biting at your pulse point, desperately moving her hips as she whined and tugged your training shorts down, your underwear following as you wrapped your legs around her waist to pull her closer. she dipped a finger into your heat as her lips made their mark on your chest, the canadian too eager to remove your bra right now as she groaned at the feeling of you finally underneath her.

"fuck, missed this pretty pussy."

she mumbled whilst looking down at her finger moving in and out of you slowly, jaw hanging open with desire written over her face once she heard you softly moan her name. the midfielder bit her lip as she carefully pushed in another finger to stretch you out carefully, your nails digging into her shoulders whilst her body arched into yours at the pain.

"jess, need you. want more."

you pulled her into a deep kiss as she smirked against your lips, a couple more thrusts from her fingers following.

"alright baby, just be patient. you know i always have to stretch you out before you get my cock. don't wanna hurt you."

"want it now jessie, please."

you begged whilst looking into her eyes desperately, ignoring the sly smirk she still wore and whining at the loss of her fingers. the canadian watched you close your eyes as she grabbed the strap and teased the head through your arousal, soaking it before she slapped it against your clit playfully to pull a needy moan from you, nails digging into the back of her neck whilst you pulled her in for another kiss.

"nuh-uh, i wanna see how good i fill you up baby. go on, look."

she urged you on and smiled cockily when you looked down between your legs, herself doing the same as she pushed the strap into you, breathing growing heavier whilst her eyes remained fixated on how you adjusted to her size with your legs spreading open wider for her.

"fuck baby,"

she whined, pushing her hips forward until she was bottomed out inside of you and relishing in the groan you let out at her size.

"too big for you?"

jessie teased, knowing you could take it but were still adjusting due to how eagerly she'd moved to be fully inside of you.

"look so pretty babygirl. can't wait to make you cum on my cock- god."

"jessie- move baby, i need you to fuck me."

the canadian groaned at your words and pulled her hips back until only the tip was inside of you, pushing back in slowly to watch the obscene way you stretched around her thick strap with a shameless moan. your nails dug into her back with your legs tightening around her waist, her thrusts picking up in force and speed to make your body shift with each movement as the headboard began hitting against the wall, the woman fucking you so wildly she was moving the entire bed with her hips alone.

the sound of jessie grunting into your ear as she mercilessly pounded into you was driving you mad, an occasional whimper making a fresh wave of arousal course through your body. you couldn't control your moans and they began to grow pornographic, jessie smiling proudly at the sounds you were letting out once she realised she was fucking you so good you were no longer able to hold back.

"fuck babe, missed you so much. need you so bad, want you to cum on my cock please please please."

the midfielder mindlessly babbled into your ear, moaning uncontrollably alongside the myriad of whimpers she was letting out, her eyes looking down to see where you were connected and how you were beginning to clench your thighs once you were getting close. she trailed a hand down to your heat and gathered some of your wetness, rubbing it over your clit frantically with her lip between her teeth in concentration, eyebrows furrowed and hips pounding into you as she moaned desperately alongside you.

she let out high-pitched moans with her head thrown back and jaw hung wide open with her eyes shut tightly, whimpers through heavy breathing with her bottom lip trapped between her teeth as she looked down at where you were connected, whines following whenever you'd moan out her name or dig your nails into her back further. you arched your body into hers with a desperate moan, jessie immediately getting the message and pushing your sports bra up so it rested above your breasts. she adjusted herself to be kneeling with your legs swung over her thighs, pulling your body up so you were chest to chest as her lips latched onto one of your breasts and free hand went to the other, leaving careless marks all over whilst she rubbed your needy clit and moaned against your skin.

"come on princess, please. need you to cum for me, please babygirl. need it now."

"jess i'm cumming baby- god that feels so good don't stop i'm gonna cum jessie!"

"that's it baby, ride my cock just like that. make yourself cum all over me, that's a good girl. oh fuck i need it so bad y/n/n you gotta cum for me baby."

you began bouncing up and down so you were pushing her strap further into yourself with each upwards thrust of her hips, your teeth sinking into her shoulder deeply as you moaned out her name and let your release wash over you. your body spasmed in her hold as she whimpered and relaxed at the feeling of you finally coming undone around her, pushing you onto your back so she could roll her hips into yours with deep thrusts as she began to moan needily into your ear. you whined at how sensitive you were and gripped her bicep tightly, watching the way sweat began to drip down her face whilst she looked down at where she was thrusting into you with her jaw hung open, hands gripping your hips possessively before she threw her head back with her eyes squeezed shut and moaned out your name after a couple more deep thrusts before gritting her teeth together in pure ecstasy.

"fuck baby, i'm cumming! yeah just like that babygirl, make me cum like that princess- holy fuck! fucking love this pussy, wanna fuck it all day god."

you watched her ride out her high with a lustful gaze, loving the way she completely lost control of herself as she finally got the release she'd been needing all day. after a while you both caught your breaths back and jessie pulled out of you carefully, throwing the strap carelessly to the side after taking it off so she could deal with it later.

"you missed me that much?"

you teased, jessie smacking your shoulder lightly as you smiled and pushed your body into her side with her arm pulling you closer, her lips kissing the top of your head gently.

"you have no idea how much i missed you today."

"i think i have a small idea on how much you missed me."

you smiled when jessie rewarded your joke with a low chuckle, arms tightening around your waist to pull you on top of her as she leaned in for a soft kiss, sighing in comfort when she felt your hands rake through her hair gently as you lulled each other to sleep with your touch.

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wileys-russo · 9 months

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ignorance is bliss ficlet II l.williamson x reader

my angry cinnamon roll gf’s 🤭

feel free to read the proper full fic that this is a spin off from here

ignorance is bliss ficlet II l.williamson x reader

"did she say she wasn't coming?" lia asked again with a frown as you shrugged hopelessly, just as clueless to your girlfriends absence from training as the rest of the team, leah now almost an hour late and not answering anyone's calls.

"no she was already up and getting ready when i left, she seemed fine?" you explained, having left before your girlfriend to get a coffee with lotte who had then driven the two of you to training, leahs unusual absence causing a pit of worry to form in the bottom of your stomach.

"oh thank god here she is hold on.” you breathed a sigh of relief as her contact flashed on your screen.

“may i please be excused quickly jonas? its leah." you asked softly, wincing as you interrupted the briefing and felt everyone’s eyes watching on as you hurried out of the room, accepting the call.

"leah where the hell are you? you're late and you're never late! in fact you are always on my case about making us late to things." you rambled, stepping outside and holding the phone to your ear.

"yeah uh, i sort of…ran into some car trouble on the way there." leah replied in a strange tone of voice making you frown. "car trouble? whats happened? are you alright?" you questioned quickly with growing concern, leaning against the wall behind you as your mind raced with all the worst case scenarios.

"well..." leah trailed off and you waited patiently for an answer but there wasn't one. "well? just spit it out lee, as long as you're safe we can fix whatever happened, a car is only something material babe." you assured her softly, feeling your chest tighten with nerves at her obvious hesitation to come clean.

"no no it wasn't an accident or anything I um, well I-" leah danced around her words and you felt your patience thinning, bouncing on the balls of your feet.

"isortoflostmylicensecauseigotdonespeedingagainandineedyoutocomeandpickmeup." your girlfriend word vomited so fast you couldn't make out a single word of what she was saying. "what? slower please lee." you pinched at the bridge of your nose, exhaling deeply.

"i sort of lost my license cause i got done speeding again and i need you to come and pick me up…please." leah repeated and your eyes widened as you finally understood, the silence on your side of the line causing leahs stomach to twist into knots.

"please don't be mad i know you're always onto me about it and i really think this is the thing i needed to learn my lesson but- hey are you laughing at me?" leah frowned as you doubled over, resting a hand on your knee as you were indeed laughing at the predicement.

"oi its not funny! i can't drive for three months now!" leah shouted and you could almost hear the stroppy pout which would be forming on the older girls lips.

"it is funny because i did in fact warn you of this time and time again and you never listened. i told you so!" you sung out with a grin, leah somewhat relieved you weren't upset with her but also not appreciating that your amusement was at her expense.

"too bad i wasn't there to flirt your way out of it huh?" you smiled smugly, rewarded with an annoyed huff and a half understood grumbled insult.

"sorry what was that? you're going to walk to training? wonderful i'll see you soon!" you teased, leah yelling out a hasty apology and practically begging you not hang up, something which was more than rare from your normally over confident girlfriend.

"please come get me! i'm stranded and it's really embarrassing, what if someone recognises me?" leah whined and you rolled your eyes that of course that was her biggest concern right now.

"why don't you just sit in the car then while you wait?" you sighed with a small smile, the silence on the other end telling you all you needed to know.

"oh leah....you didn't. not again!" "stop leah'ing me, you sound like my mum!" "oh i can't wait to tell your mum about this." "don't you fucking dare!"

this was not a one off occasion. leah determined to buy the most tricked out car she could had spared no expense on the bells and whistles, though one of these had time and time again meant she’d locked her keys inside the insanely posh vehicle.

"baby i warned you when you bought that stupidly expensive car that the self locking feature would bite you in the ass." "now is so not the time for an i told you so. just come and pick me up!" "come pick you up..." "right now?" "leah!" "sorry. please please please come pick me up gorgeous. i love you?"

"i'll get someone to drive me now. you know you could just get an uber leah." "what did i say about leah'ing me!" ~

"there she is." you pointed out your girlfriend with a grin as katie slowed down a little, leah sat on the curb with her hoodie pulled over her head, clearly attempting to hide herself but the glaringly obvious red and blue arsenal tracksuit did her no favors.

"she looks like that kid who runs away from home gets about five minutes down the road and calls for their parents to come pick them up!" beth laughed at your girlfriends sour expression as you pulled beside her, though you'd note that to the others in the back all pointing and teasing her.

"you had to bring a crowd?" leah grumbled, standing to her feet and crossing her arms over her chest, glaring at beth and laura in the back who were pulling faces at her.

"what’s to say other than we all just had to witness the miracle for ourselves!" katie beamed as you leaned over and whispered something quickly in her ear, the irish woman nodding subtly with a smirk.

"go on then speed demon in ya hop!" katie teased, leah reaching for the door handle as she suddenly jerked the car forward and away from her, the four of you grinning as leahs jaw tightened.

“come on leah, in we get!” laura called out much like you would encourage a dog to return to its owner, which was not lost on leah who gave the younger girl a frighteningly filthy look.

"come on woman we haven't got all day you know!" beth tapped at her wrist mocking the time as once again leah reached for the door and katie moved the car forward slightly, sending the four of you into hysterics like naughty school kids at the back of the bus.

"nah you know what fuck this! i'm walking." your girlfriend fumed, kicking at the back of katies car and storming off down the road. you were quick to unbuckle yourself, jumping out and racing off after her as the girls all called out for her to get in the car.

"baby, get in the car." you grabbed her hand, looking at her with an amused smile as the taller blonde simply glared back at you wordlessly as you wrapped yourself around her in a hug, her arms remaining stoic by her side as she refused to engage in it.

"relax the face, relax the face." you cooed sarcastically and stroked at her forehead and cheeks trying to smooth away the deep frown lines as the defender smacked your hands away but you saw a hint of a smile grace her features as you stole a quick kiss and tugged her back with you towards the car.

leahs frown deepened as she was met with slow claps and she slid in the back beside laura, flipping them all off and sinking down into her seat.

"good news mccabe. as my work wife you have now been promoted and unlocked a new daily task. driving us to training!" you grinned as the irish woman rolled her eyes playfully.

"only if you caress my thigh and hold my hand like you do with blondie darlin." katie smirked at leah through the rear view mirror as you agreed, reaching out to accept her offered hand, intertwing your digits over the middle console.

"mccabe if you'd like to ever walk again i'd suggest you not touch her, or else i may have to accidentally studs up tackle you in every single drill." leah warned seriously, katie only grinning and bringing your intertwined hands up to her mouth, kissing your knuckles as you sarcastically swooned and leah huffed.

"now now don't worry, i'm sure vivs happy to share." beth teased, holding her hand up toward leah expecting her to kiss it as the blonde simply shot her a murderous look and smacked it away.

this was going to be a long three months.

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imbored1201 · 5 months

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can you please do an arsenal x young r where r gets an injury and has to get the green whistle. Steph is worried, Caitlin is filming and pissing herself laughing, Kyra is being supportive (r is a Tillie), Katie is writing stuff down and Alessia feels bad

Climbing Trees

Arsenal x Teen Reader

Word Count: 1,203

"Y/N! Get down from that tree!" You heard Steph yell; you looked down at her, "I can't! I made a bet with Lessi. I have to stay up here for an hour," you told her as you swung your legs back and forth and hummed.

"You're doing great kiddo! 30 more minutes!" Katie yelled at you, looking at her timer. "You cannot seriously be encouraging this McCabe," Katie shrugged.

"They were arguing nonstop this morning; I needed to somehow separate them, and Alessia can't even step over a bench without falling, so the safest option to climb the tree was Y/N."

"Hey!" Alessia said offended, although she was happy she wasn't the one up there.

"If you don't get off, I'm telling Tony and Sam!" You perked up at that; nah, Sam would forget after a day. Especially with Kristie being there to distract her now, and Tony was used to your nonsense.

"I'll tell Leah!" Now you were really listening. "Screw this," you mumbled, starting to climb down. You refused to lose your dinosaur nugget privileges again.

"Fuck!" You yelled as you slipped on one of the branches and fell. "See, that's what happens," you heard Caitlin say, and usually you would laugh it off, but this time you couldn't.

"Ow!" You yelled as you held your arm, "What happened?!" Steph rushed over to you, grabbing your shoulder. Once she saw your arm, she freaked out.

"Sam is going to kill me," Steph mumbled and glared at Caitlin, who was recording this moment. She grabbed a small rock that was near you and threw it at Caitlin, hitting her straight in the stomach.

Caitlin groaned as she held her stomach. "Stop being useless! Go get the medics!" She yelled, and Kyra and Less were quick to run and get the medics, dragging Caitlin with them.

They were back in under a minute, Kyra running with a green whistle in her hand. "They are coming; Gio had a little accident on the treadmill," Alessia said, and Steph groaned. Why right now?

You started sobbing now; this is when the girls knew it just got real. Right away, Katie dropped to her knees and stroked your hair. Kyra guided the whistle the medics gave her into your mouth, and Steph was on the phone with Leah.

"What the hell happened?" Everyone scurried away from you as Jonas came running with the medics. Steph glared at Katie, who started explaining the situation.

After a few minutes, your hand was wrapped, and you were giggly. Kyra smacked Caitlin's shoulder as a sign to start filming again, so she did.

"Stephyyy" you whined, sitting up, "yes?" She questioned, "How come Lessi could go on a date but I can't?" You whined, Alessia's smile dropped, and everyone turned to her.

"Russo went on a date." Katie smirked, pushing Less teasingly. "I have no idea what she's talking about," Less said in defense.

"Yes you did. Remember when you were supposed to be watching me, but you left me home alone to go to it, and you even brought me back a little piece of cake and gave me chocolate and told me not to tell anyone" You muttered the last part, starting to wonder if you were going crazy or not about the fact Less went on a date.

"I'm surprised Lessi was even able to talk to someone without tripping," you heard Leah say. You jumped up and looked around. "She's on the phone bones," Steph told you, handing you the phone. Kyra giggled at the new nickname.

"Leah!" You yelled happily, "Hey kiddo, how are you?" "My arm still hurts; can I ask you a question?" "Yes." "How come you're allowed to have so many girlfriends, but I can't even have one?"

Katie tried to hold in her laugh as Leah went silent for a bit. "What do you mean so many girlfriends?" Katie asked, and Leah muttered a little 'screw you' to her. "In the car, she's always on the phone with someone new, always flirting with them."

"You are a naughty girl Williamson," Caitlin said, wishing she could see Leah's reaction right now. Steph just wished the ambulance would hurry. Jonas demanded you'd be taken in an ambulance since he knew something would go wrong if the girls drove you to the hospital.

"I quite like her like this; what else do you know?" Katie asked you, and your eyes fell on Steph. "Steph-"

"Look at that! The ambulance is here; let's go."Steph quickly said, lifting you up, You waived bye to everyone with your good hand.

"Oh come on! She's my only entertainment," Kyra whined, chasing after the two of you. "Kyra! Don't let her take me!" You yelled, you noticed Less following you two, and you reached for her.

She grabbed your good hand and squeezed it. Steph put you on the stretcher. "I don't like this thing," you told them. "The hospital is close kid; you'll survive," Steph told you, sitting down.

"Lessi!" You yelled and reached out for her, but Steph pushed you back. "I'll see you at the hospital, I promise." Less reassured you, and that made you feel better.

Surprisingly, you behaved the whole trip to the hospital. Mostly whining about how the ambulance was unnecessary. Then you passed out from the drugs in your system.

When you woke up, you were surprised to see your arm in a cast. "Aw, I didn't get to choose my color." Steph jumped up upon hearing your voice. "Next time kid, trust me, you'll be here a lot now." You pouted at that.

"That's boring; I can still play football, right?" Steph shrugged. "I don't know; I mean, I'd let you; I don't know about Leah, though." Your heart dropped at her name.

"I'm dead." Steph smirked and nodded. "No one will be able to save you this time, not even Wally."

You always went running to Lia when you were in trouble; she always defended you and babied you the most. "Where's Lessi? She promised she would be here."

"Her and Katie went to get you food, your favorite; Kyra is at home making you a get well soon card; Caitlin is too busy showing the video to everyone; oh, and Alanna and Mac said that you have to work on your climbing more." You scowled at that.

"They act like they could do better." "I'm sure they can, and I can’t be joking around with you right now. Leah said, I have to be strict with you." You bursted out laughing. "You? Strict?"

"I'm serious kid. You have to stop listening to Katie; you're going to give me gray hairs. I can't have gray hairs for my wedding."

"Stephy, you're old; you have to accept your gray hairs," you told her, but quieted down at the glare you were receiving. "You know what? I can't do this tough thing. I'm leaving Leah to do this."

You did, in fact, get a yelling through FaceTime from Leah. Then you got another one from Sam, but that shut down quickly when you threatened to tell Kristie about Sam breaking her favorite vase. Sam blamed it on the cat.

#woso x reader #woso fanfics #woso #matildas #steph catley #caitlin foord #katie mccabe #alessia russo #kyra cooney cross #leah williamson #arsenal wfc #arsenal wfc x reader

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Are you being Serious? Katie McCabe

"Are you excited for your first day, love?" Katie asked as you headed into the Arsenal Training Centre.

Today was your first day training with Arsenal. Last week, you had visited the Colony to sign your contract and complete all your media duties. You had signed to Arsenal from Bayern Munich; after spending 3 years in Germany, you had decided that it was best for your career to return back to the WSL.

Not only did you now get to play with your sister for both club and country, you were finally able to play alongside your girlfriend. Katie and you had been together for just over a year. Her playing in England and you in Germany was really difficult, you didn't get to see each other all that often, but the pair of you made it work. And now you couldn't be happier to play with her.

"Yeah, for the most part. But I am a bit nervous." A slight stutter evident in your voice.

""Hey. Look at me." Katie tugged at your hand to stop the pair of you walking along, and now your body was facing hers.

She wrapped herself around your taller form; her arms going around your waist as her head rested on your chest and your arms resting gently over her shoulders.

""You've got absolutely nothing to be nervous about. Babe, you're an incredible player, I mean your literally one of the best midfielders in the world. Despite the fact that you're worse than me on the pitch, you're like the nicest person ever."

That was true. On the pitch, you're known for your aggression and your confidence. But off the pitch, everyone tends to describe you as a teddy bear, you're quite shy and quiet off the pitch and you hate confrontation.

"You know, I love this version of Katie. All soft and sweet." You slightly laughed as you glanced down to see Katie's now, screwed up face.

"Only for you, my girl." Katie said as she quickly pecked your lips before dragging you along to the changing rooms.

Turns out, all of the other players were already out on the fields by the time you and Katie had gotten there and were ready.

So when you walked onto the field, you were immediately thrown in hugs, greetings and introductions. Obviously, you knew some of the players from England or from previously playing them.

After meeting most of the team, you finally got to your sister.

"I missed you." Leah told you as she wrapped you up in a tight embrace, her head tucking into your neck as you quickly pecked her temple.

"I missed you too."

What you hadn't noticed, was Katie sending daggers to the sight of you and Leah being so close. You weren't that close or touchy with any of the others, so why were you like that with Leah.

Throughout training, Katie's mood only worsened. You and Leah had paired up with each other, laughing at joking every couple of minutes at something the other had said. To say jelousy was getting the better of her would be an understatement. And it was clearly affecting her play AND her temper: her tackles rash and harsh, she could barely hold the ball and to top it off - Jonas was laying into her about her often mistakes.

You had checked in on her a few times, but you were either shrugged off or just simply ignored. Many of your other teammates had faced this reaction as well, it was just less intense than how she reacted to you. You couldn't understand.

Once training had finished, the team began to flood into the changing rooms and the showers. Katie having stormed off way before the rest of the team. So when you strolled in, with your sister next to you, you were met with an angry Katie sat at her cubby.

Without a doubt in your mind, you headed towards Katie before placing yourself down next to her. Your hand jumping straight to Katie's thigh.

"What's up with you, grumpy?" You jokingly questioned her, her tensed face not moving a muscle.

"Nothing!" She snapped back at you, her gaze never looking anywhere other than the floor.

"C'mon Katie, you've been off since we got here."

"Why don't you go and let the rest of the team jump all over you?"

"Excuse me?"

"Don't play dumb, Y/N. Quite acting like you and Leah haven't been all over each other." Katie's voice loud and harsh, attracting the attention of your now shared teammates, including your sister.

"Are you being serious?" Slowly, tears began to drop from your eyes. You were shocked at Katie, not only at her accusation but also at the way she was digging into you in front of your teammates on your first day.

"For your information, she's my sister!" Your voice, now just as harsh, startled Katie.

"Y/N? I -"

And with that, you stormed out of the room, heading back towards the direction of the training pitches.

Katie was stood in the changing room, now receiving disapointing and angered looks from her teammates. Her head dropped in guilt and shame as to what she had just accused you of.

"What is your problem?" Leah shouted, giving Katie a hard shove in her chest.

"I'm sorry Leah. I really didn't know." This seemed to only make Leah angrier, giving Katie another harsh shove. Alessia and Caitlin now stood inbetween the pain, preventing Leah from getting to Katie.

"I don't care if you knew or not. You've hurt her!"

"You did just accuse her of cheating in front of everyone." Alessia's voice softer than Leah's.

"On her first day." Caitlin added.

Katie didn't even reply to her teammates, she simply ran out of the room before anyone could stop her. She began her search for you, opening every door she passed before slamming it in fustration when you weren't in there.

It wasn't until she went into the gym, that she calmed slightly. Out of the window: she could see your figure sat on the floor, slumped defeatedly with your head between your knees.

She slowly made her way across the field, not wanting to startle you before carefully placing herself beside you.

"I'm sorry, love." Katie's voice soft, barely going over a whisper. Her hand reaching out to grab yours.

"I don't want to talk to you." You snapped as you pulled your hand away.

"I know what I did - " She didn't even get to finish her sentence before you cut her off.

"Do you? Really? Do you know how it feels to be accused of cheating in front of a whole team by the person you trust and love most in this world? Cause I can't remember ever doing anything even similar to that, Katie!"

"I am really sorry. I don't know what to say. Sweetheart, I love you so much and I let my mind go away with something that would never happen. I was angry and may slightly have been a bit jealous. I know that you would never cheat on me. You mean so much to me and I get so scared that i'm gonna lose you."

"You're an idiot, McCabe." Tears were still running down your face, but you still let out a tiny chuckle.

"I know I am." She reached out for your hand again, letting out a sigh of relief when you didn't pull away. Her head going to rest on your shoulder as yours rested on her head.

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

"Could I maybe get a warning next time that you're a Williamson."

#woso #woso imagine #woso x reader #woso fanfics #arsenal wfc #awfc #arsenal women #leah williamson #katie mccabe #katie mccabe x reader

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Don't breathe, that will disturb the sound - Vivianne Miedema

Summary :

You get annoyed with Vivianne because you can't tell her how you feel, little do you know the blonde feels the same.

Warnings :

Angst(?) with fluff towards the end. This has also not been proofread, I apologise 😔 🤞

Viv and Beth obviously aren't together for the sake of this fic.

Again, I am new to writing like this so feedback is appreciated and actually encouraged !! Thank you, happy reading !!

It was your birthday, and the girls had gone all out planning a party for you, hosting it at your house because it was "easy access for the birthday girl" but in reality you knew they just didn't want to have to deal with it at any of their houses. The party started at 8pm, given it was currently 6.30pm, you and Vivianne, your roommate, began getting yourselves and the house ready. The kitchen table was full of drinks and food for people to eat, a karaoke machine on display in the corner for Beth and Steph, just dance on the tv for Kyra and Leah, and most of the furniture pushed to the side to make room so no matter the state of sobriety, Jonas wasn't going to have to worry about injury.

You watched as Vivianne emerged from her room, sporting a white turtleneck, with black jeans. You couldn't help but stare at your best mate.

You and Viv had been friends ever since she joined arsenal in 2017, and over those 7 years your feelings for yoru best friend slowly began to evolve. And there. was nothing you could do to stop it.

"You're staring schatje," Her voice finally bringing you back around.

"Sorry," You apologised, barely above a whisper, so quiet the blonde hardly caught it at all. Either way the way you had been staring at her had left deep burgundy blush adoring her cheeks, but you were too caught up in your own embarrassment to notice.

You already gotten changed, opting for just a black skirt, tights, and a white button down. Everyone that night would notice the way Viv's eyes stayed glued to you, everyone but you.

The party was in full swing, music blaring over the speakers in your house, you'd had your fair share of dancing with the girls and decided to go and pour yourself another drink in the kitchen.

Thats when you saw her.

Viv.

Talking to some girl you recognised from the Man United squad, 'One of Lessi's friends' you thought to yourself, choosing to ignore them. Before you noticed the way Vivianne was laughing with her.

You broke.

Her laugh was like music to your ears, brightening the room, along with your mood when ever you heard it.

You wanted to be the one to make her laugh like that, the only one to make her laugh like that.

Viv noticed you, as you finally turned away and began making yourself another drink. Back turned to her, what she failed to notice where the tears slipping down your cheeks. You weren't even entirely sure why, but you were sure that you had to avoid Viv for the rest of the night, scared if you even looked into her eyes for 2 seconds you'd tell her everything about how you feel. As you hear her call out your name, you straighten your shoulders, turn around towards her, and walk straight past her.

The blonde grows upset.

Concerned.

Angry.

Of course she does.

She knows that you had heard her shout your name, and she can't quite understand why you had ignored her. Thats when she becomes conscious of the brunette next to hers hand on her thigh, pushing it off, wishing it was you. She begins her journey to find you through the crowd of people.

There you were, sat outside by yourself on the balcony, 'were you crying?' she thought. She was right, now noticing the tear tracks staining your face, removing the concealer from underneath your eyes. Her heart broke.

She'd done this.

And she didn't even understand how.

"Y/n?" she tried quietly, not wanting to startle you, "Y/n, what's wrong?"

You didn't answer her, you wanted to, you really did, but you knew you couldn't. You could waste 7 years of friendship over a silly little crush. But it wasn't a crush. No. You loved her. You really did. Could you tell her that? 'No.' you thought to yourself. She can't know.

"Y/n?" she quietly asked again, "please talk to me,"

Still no answer.

"Schatje?" she tried,

Finally, you looked up at her, straight into her blue eyes, instantly apologising.

"Sorry, god I am so sorry-" you manage to croak out before bursting into tears, the blonde instantly at your side holding you.

"Schatje, what's going on, please tell me, I can't fix this unless you tell me what I've done" she asked, a sense of pleading evident in her voice.

You began to cry harder, and she began to apologise, making you cry harder, she wasn't in the wrong, it was you.

"I'm sorry y/n. I promise, I didn't mean to ruin your evening, especially not on your birthday." panic filling her voice,

"You didn't ruin anything, you made this so much better, just by being here, I'm the one who should be sorry." you manage to sniffle out between tears, hiccuping as you do so, making the two of you find laughter even in a moment like this.

"Schatje, I'm not sure I quite understand, what's going on?" she pressed, annoyance prevalent in her voice this time, showing she wanted an answer and not for you to just start blaming yourself again.

"God Viv, don't you get it?" You began to shout, distancing yourself from the dutch girl by standing up. The atmosphere shifting suddenly, "I hated watching her, that girl, all over you, making you laugh." You're crying again now, you must look pathetic you think to yourself, "I want to be the one to make you laugh Viv. Me. I want that, to be, me. Is that too much to ask?" Your shouting by this point, certain everyone inside can hear you but you're past caring at this point, just wanting Viv to finally understand how you feel.

"Y/n/n?" she asks smirking, "What are you saying?" She knows full well what you mean, but she can't seem to believe that the girl she loves, would ever, feel the same way about her.

"I love you Viv I have done for years. And seeing you flirt with other girls and never notice me hurts okay. God Viv I get that you might not feel the same but wipe that smirk off your face because I thought you'd atleast have enough decency to not make fun of me-" She cuts you off. Kissing you. Your shocked at first, but you soon begin to kiss her back. Its slow and sweet, everything you'd ever imagined.

"Sorry, you wouldn't shut up and I couldn't have you thinking I was laughing at you." she explains after seeing the shock on your face. Shock is an understatement. You are completely dumbfounded at what just happened, Viv notices quite quickly, pulling you into her side with a giggle.

"Y/n/n. Schatje. Ik houd van je." she says quietly, her head dipping into your neck, whispering against your hair.

At that moment then, you are content, in the arms of the girl you love, the girl who loves you back. Your best friend and person.

#woso one shot #vivianne miedema x reader #woso imagine #woso x reader #woso #woso fanfics #vivianne miedema #woso imagines

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dontknowmanijustworkhere · 1 month

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Not Ticklish

Summary: Morticia reveals to Wednesday that she was ticklish as a child. Her daughter does not believe her so Morticia puts it to the test

@jona-lea

Wednesday thought she was lying.

On this rainy afternoon, they were alone in the Addams manor. Gomez and Pugsley were off fishing. And on this rare occasion, Wednesday was willing to speak to her. Morticia had thought they would be on separate ends of the house. It was a nice change. They sat on Wednesday's bed in her bedroom, with Morticia having been talking to her as she rearranged her book shelves.

“No, it is true,” Morticia told her, eyes twinkling. “You were quite ticklish as a young child. You could hardly stand it.”

With that information, Wednesday flushed. Morticia was not surprised by her denial. She would have never admitted to having a weakness.

“That's absurd,” Wednesday coughed to clear her throat.

“Is it?” Morticia hummed.

“Of course,” Wednesday was glaring at her now, eyes holding a glint that was challenging her.

“What about now?” Morticia observed an abrupt change in her daughter's face. She wasn't expecting that response.

“What do you mean?”

“Do you think you're still ticklish?” Morticia asked.

Wednesday was annoyed she had bothered to ask. “Ticklish? I'm not a child any longer.”

Morticia smiled, amused. “So that is a no?”

“Of course it's a no,” Wednesday huffed.

“If you're so sure about that, then perhaps you may prove it to me?” Morticia said innocently.

“Prove it to you how?”

“I will tickle you to see if it's true,” Morticia elaborated. “And if you don't laugh, then you were right.”

Wednesday was gazing at her, mulling it over in her head. Morticia did not expect her to agree. Laying down on her bed, she raised her arms, keeping them behind her head.

“Get this over with then,” Wednesday said, bored.

“Is this really what you want?” Morticia asked to be sure.

“Yes,” Wednesday said, a bit irritably.

Morticia lifted up her daughter's shirt, resting it on her lower ribs. It exposed her pale stomach, the very spot that Wednesday had been extremely ticklish on. Oh, how she remembered a much younger version of Wednesday giggling her head off, trying to get away from the tickles. The resurfaced memory warmed her heart.

Wednesday's stomach trembled the moment Morticia’s fingernails drummed along the lower end of it, just under her navel. She was intentional about her next move: those same fingers slowly crawling up the sensitive flesh, digging in a little more.

Her daughter pressed her lips together, emitting an odd, whimper-like noise.

“What was that, dear?” Morticia fluttered her fingers up and down in quick spidery movements. Wednesday's body jerked, a sense of panic in her eyes. She must have realized how wrong she'd been after all.

“You're not going to move your arms, are you, Wednesday?” Morticia had seen them move, as if she was going to pull them out from behind her head. Wednesday's fingers were gripping her hair like that was supposed to keep them anchored in.

Wednesday did not verbally answer her. She shook her head. She was silently laughing, especially when Morticia scraped down her sides. Her back would start to arch then she'd suck her stomach in. It didn't help her avoid the torturous sensations.

“Do you want me to stop?” Morticia asked idly, tracing around her navel. If she was correct then it wasn't going to take long before Wednesday would break.

“Mmmphf,” Wednesday was desperately trying to stifle herself.

“You're not going to make it, Wednesday. I know you far too well,” Morticia thought it was the sweetest sight to see her normally stoic daughter with an unusually wide smile. She resumed what she did earlier, trailing her nails up and down Wednesday's side. This time she went a bit higher, letting her hands fall all the way back down near her hip bones.

Wednesday couldn't hold it in any longer. A stream of laughter came out of her, filling the room.

“Do you admit it now?” Morticia said with a smirk. “Do you admit to being ticklish?”

“Yeehehehes!” Wednesday cackled. “Plhehehease sthohohop!”

“Perhaps in a minute or two,” Morticia continued to tickle all over her daughter's abdomen. Wednesday howled with laughter but did not fight much to get away.

#tickle fic #tickling #wednesday tickle #wednesday tickles #wednesday addams #wednesday netflix #lee wednesday #lee! wednesday #ticklish wednesday #morticia addams

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cammie-morgan-goode · 9 months

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This idea had been on my head lol, can I request a scene regarding zammie on a mission, but zach got jealous, like the song "jealous" by nick jonas? :D sorry and thank you hehe

There's an unspoken rule when you're dating in the Covert world. If you're working with your partner, you can never intervene unless it's a matter of life and death. If your partner just got caught stealing a bag of fruit, you can't just bail them out. If your partner just got stopped for running a stop sign, you can't help pay their ticket. And if your partner has to flirt with the son of the Swedish ambassador at a black-tie dinner in front of Swedish politicians and diplomats. There is absolutely nothing in the world that you can do besides watch.

Zach was on a mission, obviously. His button-down top was freshly dry cleaned and ironed. His bowtie was pristine, and his hair was immaculate. (He swears by that Got2Be Glue stuff…)

And he was engaging in conversation with Mr. Alexander Johannson, a political diplomat that just so happens to be a great eyes and ears into those secret government meetings. And a man who has a hard time shutting up once you supply him with enough Champagne.

But talking about his financial advisors was the last thing Zach wanted to do. He nodded and laughed, smiling that roguish grin. And then he heard a laugh--one he knew all too well.

Zach smiled again, bringing his glass of Champagne to his lips. A waiter strolled on by and he caught a glimpse of the owner of that laugh.

Cammie was grinning from ear to ear, laughing. She placed a hand on another man's chest, leaning in close to whisper something in his ear, and the look on the Swedish son's face, had Zach clenching his free hand into a fist. He knew deep down that it was just Cam doing her job, but it was making him mad. He wished she didn't have to laugh at his lame jokes. And he wished she didn't have to show so much skin either.

He knew he was being protective and obsessive. He knew he was being passive aggressive with his conversations. But he couldn't help it. Cammie was beautiful. She wore a sexy red dress with a slit that went up her thigh, showing off her strong muscles. He knew without looking that she had a knife strapped to the other side. It made him weak in the knees just thinking about it.

Setting his champagne on a passing waiter's tray, Zach politely excused himself from Alexander, turning on his heel. He disappeared into the crowd of people, nobody paying any attention to the man in a nice suit. They didn't see him for what he was. A trained killer. A wolf in sheep's clothing. An undercover spy. And his girlfriend was flirting with a man who has been charged with higher crimes than himself.

Zach glided through the crowd, moving with purpose. He grabbed another glass of champagne that passed in front of him, strolling up to Cammie and the Swedish son. Zach cleared his throat.

"Good evening, you don't mind if I cut in for a moment?" He said in perfect Swedish. Zach held out his hand, champagne in the other. "I just cannot resist a beautiful woman in red,"

Cammie's eyes glittered, her cheeks staining with pink. She took the glass of champagne and smiled slyly at the man beside her. "I'll only be a moment," She tells him, taking Zach's hand.

She follows him to the middle of the crowd. They barely take ten steps and Zach is pulling her in close, his arm around her waist. She presses up against him, the scent of him filling her nose. She sighs. "What's with the look?" She asks, tilting her head a bit.

Zach grips her tighter, making Cammie gasp. "Mr. Alexander has had enough of you tonight, I thought it only fair that I get a turn," He says matter-of-factly. The sentiment makes Cammie laugh.

"Jealous?" She asks, teasing him with another look. "Is Zachary Goode jealous?"

Zach rolls his eyes and without notice, he dips her in the center of the crowd, just as he had down so many years ago. "I don't get jealous, Gallagher Girl," He lets her up and pulls her in close once more. "I get even." He says, his hand firm on her lower back, his fingers grazing her bare skin.

Goosebumps form on her arms and down her body as she stares at Zach. If they weren't at risk of exposing the whole operation, she would have kissed him. But she couldn't. And the way Zach was looking at her, his eyes ablaze with fire, she knew she was in for it when they made it to the safehouse.

And that sent her heart thundering against her ribcage.

(written by: @cammie-morgan-goode)

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sevdawn · 7 months

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the calm AFTER the balloon assault 10 Nov 2023 Flint MI The Machine Shop

#avatar metal #avatar band #johannes eckerström #sevdawn pics #not a pro just a fan with a smartphone #I look up after getting smacked with the balloons #only to see Jonas laughing his ass off #he said later he couldn't stop laughing #seriously wtf man?

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like-rain-or-confetti · 2 years

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Does that tickle...?

All it took was what was supposed to be romantic affection, a caress along your side whilst cuddling. Can you imagine the surprise when you suddenly wriggle away with a laugh? Then you gave the rogue a look of horror.

The Riddler: He gets a mischievous look in his eyes as he grinned. "Are you ticklish?" "No." You answered quickly. "Are you sure?" "No- I mean yes!" You yelped. He hummed in amusement. "Then allow me to if I just-" You screeched out a laugh and squirmed. "Ed! Ed! St-HA!" You wriggled and squirmed but no matter which way you moved, you only leaned into more of his fingers. Now the idea is, focus on you being ticklish to cover that he is ticklish...I didn't tell you that.

Scarecrow: A ghost of a smile grew on his face at his newest discovery. "Squirmer." "Hush." You said quickly. "We're not gonna talk about it." "No?" He asked. "No." His smile grew. "I don't need to talk to do this." You inhaled sharply before yelping and squirmed. "Jona-NO!" Jonathan hummed in amusement. "Tickle torture...nothing I'm accustomed to but it seems to be growing on me." He kinda enjoys the idea that you get a little bit of fear in your very soul that he might take advantage of this.

Two-Face: You thought he didn't care. He laughed it off and didn't do it again...until you were bickering and he did it in front of the Riddler of all people. "H-Harv'!" You laughed. "Admit it, admit I'm right!" "You're right! You're right! You're always right!" You laughed. "You two are disgusting." The Riddler sneered. "Don't be jealous, Eddie," Harv' smirked. "You'll find a dumb and deaf person to love you." "Not nice." You said warily. "We can do this all over again." Harv' warned you playfully. "You know I'm not a nice person."

Black Mask: He took the moment the second he discovered it. There was no choice for either you or himself. He had to do this. Roman wrapped his leg across your body so you were trapped and profusely tickled. You screeched and wiggled but to no avail. "What you gonna give me to stop, huh?" Roman asked. "What do I get if I stop?" You couldn't even answer through your laughter. "Ro-AHHAHAHA!" "You looking for me babe?" "Sta-AHA!" "Look, how about you think about it whilst I just do this, okay?" Roman smirked.

Harley Quinn: Tickle fights commence at inconvenient times. "Oi! I'm not paying you two to cuddle and make a show! Get a move on!" I'm talking Penguin asked for Harley's help for something criminal and now Harley is chasing you through the building and tickling you. She's just as ticklish. "Will you two knock it off! If one of you trip the alarms, I'll shoot the two of you!" Penguin snapped. "Shut it, Cobblesnot! Don't you know we've got an intense rivalry going on!?" Harley suddenly screeched as you snuck up behind her and tickled her sides. You sprinted away whilst she recovered. "You'll pay for that!" Harley called back.

#batman #batman villains #batman scenarios #the riddler #scarecrow #two face #black mask #harley quinn #edward nygma #jonathan crane #harvey dent #roman sionis #harleen quinzell

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casspurrjoybell-23 · 2 months

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LOST and FOUND - Chapter 11 - Part 5

*Warning Adult Content*

"Make love to me," I whispered. "Please."

I didn't need to say anything else because he picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

I kissed him as he walked us towards the bedroom.

I tangled my fingers in his hair, kissing him as hard as I could.

Next thing I knew, I was being dropped carefully onto the bed.

Jona started taking my clothes off and I was naked within thirty seconds.

He got his clothes off quickly too and then he moved onto the bed.

I reached over and handed him the lube and condom I had ready under the pillow.

He couldn't help but laugh.

"You planned everything didn't you?"

I nodded and pulled him down to kiss me again.

Our hardening cocks rubbed together and I gasped against his lips.

It wasn't that I was sex starved.

We fooled around most days and always got each other off but I wanted to be connected with him now more than anything.

I needed him inside me, all of him.

He coated his fingers with lube before slowly slipping one inside me.

I whined because I wanted this to move faster but I also wanted to go slow. I was really torn.

"You're gorgeous, baby," he said as I writhed on his finger.

"More, Daddy, please," I moaned.

He added another finger without being asked a second time.

He touched my prostate over and over.

It was pure torture but felt so wonderful.

He began stroking my cock but I quickly said...

"No."

He stopped immediately.

"I'll come too fast if you do that. I want to make it last."

He nodded, eyes clouded with lust.

He leaned forward and sucked on one of nipples as he continued to finger me.

He started moving his fingers in and out faster.

I cried as he bit down on my nipple.

He started kissing lower.

His tongue swirled around my navel and then he kissed my hipbones.

"More," I whined again.

He added a third finger and moved them all against my prostate.

My cock was painfully hard as it rested against my stomach, leaking pre-come.

I could see that Jona was rock hard too but he hadn't touched himself at all.

Maybe he knew he would come too quickly as well if he did.

After what seemed like agonizingly long foreplay, Jon said...

"I have to be inside you, baby."

I moaned.

"Yes, Daddy. Please."

He took his fingers out of me and got situated more comfortably between my legs.

He grabbed the condom and tore it open, quickly sliding it onto is dick.

He then pushed my legs back and I held onto them as he lined his cock up with my hole.

I bit my lip in anticipation and let out a little grunt as the head slipped in.

He lowered himself on top of me and his cock slipped further inside me.

I let go of my legs and wrapped them around him.

He began kissing me as he slowly thrusted his cock.

I was so happy that we had finally gotten to this point.

It had been a long time coming but I was glad that we waited.

Tonight was special.

I had finally told him that I loved him and it was so wonderful to be able to show each other how much we loved each other with our bodies.

I wanted him to go faster and harder but going slow was okay tonight.

We had the rest of our lives to spend together.

He could fuck me harder the next day and the day after that.

His cock brushed my prostate and I let out a whimper.

His tongue moved against mine and I wrapped my arms around his back, pulling him as close to me as he could possibly be.

There was no separation between our bodies.

We were completely connected.

"I love you, baby," he said and kissed my cheeks.

"You feel so fucking good, around my cock."

I whined as he began thrusting a little harder.

It was still slow but he put a but more power behind his thrusts.

"I love you," I told him.

He began kissing my neck.

I ran my fingernails along his back and moaned when he bit the juncture between my neck and shoulder.

"I'm going to come," I said, breathing heavily.

"I don't want it to be over," I said.

"You know we can do this many more times. Come for me, baby."

I still tried to hold off my orgasm until he began stroking my cock.

I moaned and threw my head back as he moved his hand quickly.

I cried out as I climaxed and shot over my stomach.

I panted as Joan thrusted a few more times inside me and came as well.

One day... I would make love to him, without a condom and I would feel him come inside me but we had all the time in the world for that.

He fell on top of me and I wrapped my arms around him.

"You're amazing, Beau," he said, breathily heavily and I kissed the side of his head.

"Not as amazing as you."

"Agree to disagree," he groaned and I giggled.

"Okay... we didn't even eat our food."

"This was much better. We can heat it up anyways."

I nodded and he moved off of me.

He took the condom off, tying it closed and threw it on the ground.

He then quickly pulled me close when he was laying beside me.

He played with the chain around my neck and I smiled at him.

"What made all this happen?" he asked.

I continued to smile and then I kissed him.

"I'll tell you later. For now, just cuddle with me, please."

"I can do that," he said with a grin and that was what we did for most of the night.

We heated our food back up and brought it and the champagne into the bedroom where we cuddled, ate and drank.

Jona put on a movie but we were too busy talking and eating and touching each other to pay any attention at all.

We kissed and laughed and told each other that we loved each other about a million times.

It was the best night of my life and I didn't feel guilty one bit about that fact.

Harrison wanted me to move on and so I did.

I wished he could have met Jona.

He might have hated him but maybe they would've gotten along but either way, I knew that Harrison was looking down at me from heaven and I knew that he approved.

Jona was the second love of my life and I knew now that it was okay to have more than one.

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commander-krios · 1 year

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For Dash x Leo: falling asleep on the couch together (and being very flustered at their positions in the morning)

Thank you! Here it is! It ends slightly abruptly, but I couldn't figure out how to end it. Enjoy!

@tiredassmage

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Laughter filled the apartment, friendly chatter following as Dash carried a tray of drinks from the kitchenette to where his guests sat around a small table, cards sprawled out between them. Leo’s chair was tipped back on two legs, balancing it perfectly as he lifted his nearly empty drink in salute to Risha as she lost more credits to his winning hand.

“You have to be cheating.” She snapped, eyes slanting suspiciously at his casual grin. “You aren’t that smart, Captain.”

“Ouch, Risha. I thought we were friends.”

Corso snorted, already so far into his cups that Dash was positive that Risha would need to carry him back to the ship. Maybe she’d just dump him in a ditch instead. With her, it could go either way.

“Friends don’t cheat each other.” She continued, brushing a stray piece of auburn hair behind ear. She took another glance at the cards on the table before sitting back in her seat, crossing her arms over her chest. “Explains why you don’t have any.”

Leo’s mouth dropped open in pretend shock, the legs of his chair landing on the floor with a thud. “Risha, how could you?”

Dash knew he’d heard worse things come out of that pretty mouth in the past.

Jorgan grumbled under his breath, something definitely that he should’ve kept to himself before Risha’s eyes snapped to him immediately.

“If you have something to say to me, say it.”

Jorgan set his drink down, sending some of the chips scattering. “You can stop whining, your highness. You’ll get another chance to win back Daddy’s credits.”

The newest member of their game nights, Jonas Balkar, sat across the table with a look of glee on his face.

Dash sat down between Jorgan and Risha, ignoring the sharp expression that pinched her face. Handing her a refill, he motioned at the table to encompass everyone there. “Ignore them.”

Leo looked offended. “Oh, et tu, Dash? I guess I’ll need to treat some of these wounds in my back from… the knife you just put in it.”

Dash rolled his eyes, fighting a grin at the drama of it all. One thing he could count on with Leo Ashold, he made these game nights fun. “Geez, you are ridiculous. Shut up so we get the next hand dealt.”

Leo smirked, leaning forward to collect his winnings. His blue eyes sparkled with mischievous intent and Dash had to remind himself to breathe. It was difficult when his friend looked at him like that.

“Oh come now, Leo. We all know that our dashing friend here wouldn’t ever stab someone in the back.” Jonas turned his equally blue gaze on Dash, hands folded in front of him. Cocking an eyebrow, he grinned in that flirty way that the SIS agent did whenever he saw someone he liked. “Would you, Lieutenant?”

Leo’s smile faded slightly. It seemed to do that a lot around Jonas. “Stop tryin’ to distract everyone, Balkar. You’re not going to win.”

Jonas shifted his full attention to Leo, a laugh bursting from his lips. “Am I distracting you? I didn’t know you even noticed me, to be honest.”

“As if there was someone who could ignore you, Balkar.” Jorgan muttered, glaring at the spy.

“Sergeant, are you trying to tell me something?”

“I think he wants you to shut up.” Leo shifted uncomfortably, refusing to meet anyone’s eyes.

The night went like this for another hour before their friends finally dispersed, leaving the pair alone in the now quiet apartment. Dash collapsed on the couch, the vidscreen playing some stupid series that Leo was obsessed with and that he dealt to make his best bud happy.

With a sigh, he brushed a hand through his hair, ignoring the side eye Leo gave him at the movement. Whenever Dash made a mess of his hair, Leo would fuss over it, fixing it until it was presentable despite the fact the man himself didn’t do shit with his own.

“It was another good night.” Leo said, putting his feet on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Any other time, Dash might’ve said something about the dirty boots on his clean furniture, but he was too worn out to care. “Don’t ya think?”

Dash smiled at the question.“You managed to cheat Risha out of her credits and get Corso so drunk that you lifted his blaster off of him without him realizing it. You’re going to give it back, right?”

“Risha is not getting the credits back. I won them fair and square.” Leo pulled his hair free of its tie, letting it settle against his shoulders in soft waves.

That was a bold-faced lie if he ever heard one. “I was talking about the blaster.”

Annoyance contorted Leo’s face, almost as if he was offended, but he knew his best friend better than he thought he did. “Of course! What kind of person do you think I am?”

A loaded question that he knew better than to answer. He wouldn’t walk into that trap again.

“How many credits do you owe Jorgan?” Dash asked instead, waiting for the smuggler to sputter out the answer.

“Just because I told him that you were my purse strings doesn’t mean that I wasn’t actually going to pay him… one day.”

“Right. Just waiting for the day he forgot you owed him.” Dash sighed, resting his arm on the back of the sofa. He could feel the warmth radiating off of Leo from where his hand lay and he had to fight the itch to brush his fingers through Leo’s dark waves.

The ‘well, yeah’ was followed by a shrug. He would’ve slapped him if he thought it would turn the rational part of Leo’s brain on. Unfortunately for Dash, nothing seemed to work in that department.

“Jorgan isn’t going to forget, Leo.”

“So… what? He’ll pester you until-”

“Until I add a little extra to his monthly stipend and he shuts up until the next time.”

Leo’s eyes widened in horror at the revelation. “You… what? I didn’t mean for you to actually pay him, Dash. That’s my problem, not yours.”

Dash glanced away from his bewildered expression. I care about you. It was on the tip of his tongue and he choked it back. He wasn’t drunk enough for confessions. “We’re friends. I’ll help you however I can.”

“I… uh, thanks? You didn’t have to do that, but I appreciate you- uh, that. Helping me out.”

Unable to resist temptation any longer, Dash ran his hand through Leo’s hair, taking a moment to ruffle it affectionately. Leo snorted, moving out of range of another attack, blue eyes sparkling. “You’re getting all sentimental, Leo. It’s cute.”

Pink danced over Leo’s cheeks and he turned away, hiding his expression as he let out a small laugh. “I am not.”

Dash smirked, ignoring the fluttering in his stomach when Leo glanced in his direction again. “You are a little.”

Leo cleared his throat, throwing his hands behind his head and tucking himself into the sofa, an attempt at appearing relaxed that didn’t fool Dash one bit. His face was still flushed and it was the cutest kriffing thing he’d ever seen. “You’re interruptin’ a perfectly good show. Shut up.”

Rolling his eyes, Dash crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back, kicking Leo’s feet off of the table.

“Hey!”

Dash lifted a finger to his lips before pointing at the screen.

“You are not amusing.” Leo scolded him, turning his attention to the show, falling silent a moment later.

Dash wanted to keep teasing him, the temptation was too much sometimes, but the heaviness in Leo’s eyes halted any further quips. Instead, he stayed quiet, letting the show lull his friend to sleep after the long day. He hadn’t intended to fall asleep as well, but when he opened his eyes a full four hours later, he was surprised to find himself still on the couch.

Only this time, Leo was leaning against him, head on Dash’s shoulder, tiny snores leaving his mouth. Dash stared down at him, memorizing the soft lines of his face, the way his eyes moved beneath the lids, the warmth of his body pressing into his. Dash inhaled sharply, closing his eyes and trying to ignore the thudding heart in his chest. Leo was so close.

He rested his arm around Leo’s shoulders, keeping him close, keeping him safe. In the morning, he’d probably have to explain their closeness. But for the moment, he was content to hold Leo.

#my writing #writing prompts #swtor #swtor fanfic #dash felaeon x leo ashold #dash felaeon #leo ashold #swtor smuggler #swtor trooper #republic trooper #star wars: the old republic #jonas balkar #risha drayen #aric jorgan #corso riggs

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hannahssimblr · 10 months

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Congratulations on the 1 year of lucky girl and the 53 updates! It's about time I talk to you to thank you, I've spent wonderful moments reading your story. I started when it was mentioned in the forum highlights in part 1 and remained hooked since then. It became an eagerly awaited Friday night moment and now a Wednesday night one :) I joined Tumblr just so that I can better follow the spoilers and participate in the occasional poll ;)

So well I'm a fan, happily following you wherever you want to take me. I'm not sure why I love it so much, it puts me back in the vibe of my early 20s I guess, I also got attached to the characters, love the descriptions of Ireland, and love how you write and all the care you put in the screenshots, they are fantastic and really add to the story.

For example recently I really enjoyed the character of Jonas and loved the screenshot with him standing with arms crossed and half naked when introducing himself (chapter 10 I think) that looked like 'so him' I couldn't stop laughing :D he seems like a nice guy (actually I would probably pick him hahaha), no wonder Claire liked him in spite of their different styles, that was hilarious. On the main story, arg what I've just read, the 'nonono never' Evie thought and the ' let's be friends' she said just killed me of course, but it would have been hard to say otherwise in that moment, and I'll wait and see , and hope Jen will recover.

I can't believe it took me so long to write to you, but well writing to a writer is intimidating! Many thanks again for the good times. Keep it up the way you want to :)

Véro

Thank you so much <3 I feel a bit proud hahaha. This is the nicest message to receive, thank you SO Much for reading my story and I'm so humbled that you've enjoyed it so much. I believe that they highlighted me in the forums after i wrote chapter 1.5, so you've been with me for a long time if that's the case! Almost since the beginning! Wow it's so cool that you made a tumblr just for this - it reminds me that I should update with more behind the scenes stuff :)

Oh Jonas is so fun - he's totally based on my friend from Berlin, who's the best to be around and really outrageous and off the wall. A total party animal who just does and says anything. I actually wish there was more opportunity to play around with Jonas, but he's part of Jude's life and I'd feel like I was forcing him in if I tried to include him too much. Maybe if I ever do some chapters from Jude's POV in future it'd be a fun opportunity to have time with him.

Poor Evie and Jude :( They just can't get it together, but the next 2/3 chapters will iron some things out. Wait and see ;)

Oh no I totally get it - before I was a writer I was always a non-commenting lurker. My favourite story ever from the sims 2 days was called Cornflake Girl, and I still think about it now and wish that I'd said something to the author about what it meant to me, but I was much to shy. You're right, it's intimidating but I love that you've reached out to me, your message means a lot <3

Have a lovely day!

#ask

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hi bat, hope you're doing okay! i'm really not feeling great today and i wondered if you could write anything fluffy friends to lovers with either joel/joonas or tommi/olli for me? sending love <3 no pressure though take your time, it will be appreciated whenever you write it if you do - 🐺

Hi Wolfie, I missed the part about not feeling good or I would have had this to you sooner, sorry about that.

So for that, have T/O and J/J, with a little bonus N/A

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The New Year's party was going well, Niko's apartment was full of guests, laughing and playing drinking games.

It was only 5 minutes to midnight when Olli cornered Joonas in the kitchen.

"I can't do this." He said, panic clear in his tone.

"you can't chicken out on me! We had a deal and we're doing this together." Joonas hissed.

They've been consoling each other over their crushes for quite a few years now, Joonas had known Olli was in love with Tommi almost as long as he had known the man, just as Olli had known Joonas was head over heels for Joel since the early days of the band.

They had been each other's shoulder to cry on on and off tours, after studio sessions where they had to be close but couldn't touch, when neither of them had the strength to just tell the others how they felt.

So they had made a deal: they would both confess their feelings on New Year's, and hopefully get a midnight kiss out of the deal. If their feelings weren't reciprocated they could always blame it on the alcohol making them a little friendlier than usual and at least then they would be able to try to move on.

Looking out to the living room, Jonas could see Tommi reclining on one of the couches, sipping a beer and chatting with Taz, while Joel's tall form could be seen on the balcony beyond, no doubt smoking.

Of course, Aleksi sitting in an armchair in Niko's lap, fully making out, both drunk enough to forget their normal restrain when around anyone besides the band.

Joonas grabbed Olli's shoulders, "we can't keep going on hiding it." He told his friend, "New Year, new start. Either with boyfriends or with a broken heart but either way..."

"Couple minutes to midnight!" Samy called, "Taz, come here for a picture!"

Taz laughed and excuse himself from Tommi, going to join his bandmates.

Joonas shoved Olli "now is your chance! Go!"

Olli took a deep, shuddering breath before sitting on the couch next to Tommi, quietly talking but seeming to stumble over his words as he hurried to get them out.

At one point Tommi held up his hand to stop him, and Joonas felt his breath catch, worried he was about to be rejected, but the bright smile that broke across Olli's face told him different.

Joonas looked at his phone, he only had a minute.

He didn't bother grabbing his coat as he ran out onto the balcony, seeing Olli's confession go so well giving him a burst of confidence he knew would wear off within a few minutes.

"Dude you're going to freeze," Joel told him as he walked onto the balcony and shut the door behind him. "Where's your-"

"look I just need to say this," Joonas cut him off, "and whatever your answer is I'll respect and it won't change anything, but do you want to go out sometime? On a date?" He felt his confidence starting to falter, "with me?" He whispered the last part, trying to read the neutral expression on Joel's face.

Inside they could hear people counting down to the New Year.

There was no way he would say yes.

Joonas felt tears sting his eyes, how could he have ruined their relationship with his dumb feelings?

He should just leave now, and hope they could pretend it never happened.

Joel closed the distance between them with a single step, a warm hand coming up to Joonas's cold cheek.

Joonas felt his thoughts cease as Joel pressed their lips together in a hungry kiss.

When they finally broke apart, long after the cries of "happy new year!" had died down, Joel leaned his forehead against Joonas's.

"I would love to." He breathed, "but let's get you inside so you don't freeze before our date."

Joonas smiled, sure he couldn't possibly feel warmer than he did at that moment.

#answered asks #im an awkward 🦇#mini fic #wolfie 🐺

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the-writing-mobster · 2 years

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| Baby Face Boys & Babes HCs! | Road Trip 🛣️🚦|

*Set in the 90s of course.

If you have any Head Canon requests like this, go ahead and drop them in my inbox. These are so fun to write out, so I'd love some ideas hehe. Also, let me know if you want head canons for specific characters ;)

Sans: The Driver™

He's the one with the nicest car, so of course he'd be the one driving it. He refuses to switch unless it's with Alphys or Nick, those are the only two he trusts at the wheel besides himself.

He's a good driver... However he is a little too self confident about his own skill at the wheel. Sometimes he steers with his knee if his hands are preoccupied.

If someone is driving too slow in front of him he becomes very verbally annoyed. Makes a lot of jokes about bad drivers.

“Oh my God, what!? Why are you going 50 in a 75!? What, are you too busy masturbating!? Couldn't wait until you were home!?” — He only does this because it makes people laugh. If he were alone he would be completely silent, vibing to music.

If the road is empty, or if there's a slow poke in front of him... Or a speed trap, he'll just randomly teleport the car? It never ends badly but no warning!

You trust that he's not going to crash... But you still grip onto that grab handle... Just to be safe...

Nick: Dual Class Passenger DJ & Navigator

Has the best taste in music. Whips out the mixtapes and CDs faster than Clint Eastwood can whip out his gun. Always playing the best jams, and knows exactly what song will fit the mood and time of day or weather. He takes song requests into account, and has a wide variety of genres to listen from. The king of CD collecting.

Hates whatever is on the radio.

Also, none of his CDs are scratched he keeps them in pristine condition.

Occasionally he'll force everyone to listen to the news on the radio, and when it's just him and Sans awake, they'll turn off everything and talk endlessly about politics.

“Ugh, why do we have to listen to this?” “SHUT UP THIS IS IMPORTANT! WE NEED TO KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING IN THE WORLD RIGHT NOW!”

As Front Seat Passenger, Nick is tasked with reading the map. Will occasionally get confused about the map symbols. Has gotten them lost before, and it was probably because the map was upside down. Sans and him bicker about directions constantly like an old married couple.

Can't ever fall asleep. Will start talking about really deep shit.

Every hour or so on the road, he opens the window to start smoking a joint. This is why they can't EVER get pulled over 😬

Alphys: Window Watcher™

While Nick is blasting tunes on the radio, she's blasting her own, international music into her headphones to drown the boys out. Not because she doesn't like interacting with them, but because they're so fucking loud.

Frequently gets motion sickness and migraines. ESPECIALLY if Sans fucking teleports. “STOP! Sans I WILL throw up RIGHT FUCKING NOW!”

Stares out the window the entire time with her music like she's in a music video. Very much lost in her own thoughts. ESPECIALLY if it's raining.

Points out horses and cows without fail every time.

When everyone is asleep, she'll take her headphones off and start chatting with Sans and Nick.

Always begs to stop at Starbucks to get her coffee fix. She needs to have her venti iced latte with double shots of espresso NOW!

Jonas: Road Gamer Extraordinaire & Snack Enthusiast

Relentless Slug Bugger, and License Plate Puncher. Stop the violence Jonas. Leave the boxing at the gym.

“SLUG BUG!” *punches the shit out of Midas's shoulder.* *Midas punches him back* “NO TAG BACKS! You can't punch me back until you see a slug bug." "I did see one, righ—” “That's the one I saw! I saw it first!” He is the reason Alphys has migraines.

Constantly snacking. Even sober he has extreme munchies. Gets territorial over the snacks... He didn't even bring them.

If you're eating a snack, Jonas literally begs like a dog. He does the dog face, with the puppy eyes, will rest his snout on your shoulder. As soon as you give him the food, he's done with you though haha.

Sans does the dad hand to get snacks, and Jonas reluctantly gives him some, but it's always the smallest piece imaginable.

Constantly goofing around

Falls into the stereotype of sticking his head out the window every single time Nick rolls his window down to smoke. It's the perfect opportunity for Jonas to roll HIS window down without getting yelled at about the air pressure.

The first to fall asleep. He's so peaceful and cute when he's sleeping 🥺... We all wish he stayed like that 😐

Midas: Gas Station Crawler

“Can we stop somewhere? I'm thirsty.”

Constantly asking to stop at every seven eleven he sees. Always has to use the bathroom at the most inopportune moments.

Is always checking out sunglasses at the gas station, but none of them are dark enough to hide his eyes so he can never actually get any of them.

Beverage fiend. Where Jonas eats all the snacks, Midas drinks all the drinks. Always gets Arizona tea, Monster Energy drink and Fanta Orange, always those three together, never just one. No wonder he has to pee all the time. 🤦🏼‍♀️

“Midas, maybe you should lay off the drinks, we really can't stop for bathroom breaks anymore.” “But I'm THIRSTY!” “THEN GET WATER YOU DEHYDRATED FUCK!” -actual conversation between Sans and Midas.

Never has his seat belt on. Reckless endangerment. Midas we can not get pulled over. Nick literally has weed, we'll go to jail PUT YOUR SEATBELT ON!

Always has to take the middle seat, but it's okay, he has prime position to pester EVERYONE.

Ironically asks “are we there yet?? Are we there yet?” every hour or so. It's gotten to a point where not even Midas knows if it's ironic anymore.

Maeve: Sleeping Beauty

Always in the very back, has the whole second row back seat to herself. Just sprawls.

Brings ear plugs to block out Jonas and Midas.

Usually just reads books and magazines when and if she is awake... And... Usually she falls asleep. She literally can not keep her eyes open.

Something about the lull of the road, the soft murmur of voices just past her ear plugs, puts her right to bed.

Is always the one who falls asleep an hour into the trip and wakes up super disoriented like "What? Where are we? How did we get here?"

Really enjoys driving in the rain. There's just something really calming about the rain drops on the roof of the car. Everyone is really quiet when it's raining, and the only thing playing is Nick's somber music to match the mood. That is when she'll take out the ear plugs to enjoy the peace it brings.

Can get comfortable in any condition, sitting, or laying down. While wearing a seatbelt. With the other seat belts digging into her sides. It doesn't matter. She's out like a light.

Any time they stop and Maeve stumbles out of the car, she gets hit with the "Ooo, look who decided to join us. How was the nap sleepyhead?”

Bonus:

Papyrus: Younger Brother forced to come with™

This was not how he wanted to spend his weekend >:(

Mom made him tag along and he and Sans are bitter about it. Still, Sans is trying to include him so he's been given Alphys's usual window seat.

Desperately trying to get his homework done while Jonas and Midas are being obnoxious.

“I'm TRYING to work! Please stop!”

Despite this... He low-key enjoys being included in the slug bug challenges and license plate calls. Like... Actually really enjoys them...

Gets really competitive about it too. Ends up winning of course ;)

Constantly complaining about the music being too loud, but really enjoys when Nick turns on the news. He just finds it super interesting okay!?

Bonus 2!

Frisk: EVERYONE BEHAVE YOURSELF WE HAVE A LADY IN OUR MIDST!

Sans lets her sit in the front seat, Nick is quietly bitter about it, but understands it's just because Sans wants her to feel special and also because... He doesn't want her to have to deal with Midas and Jonas's antics.

“Why can't she sit in the back?” “Because Jonas and Midas are HOUND DOGS!” “I wouldn't mind—” “—You're sitting in the front—” “okay.” “Damn, Sans doesn't trust us.” “such baseless accusations 😔.”

Everyone is on their best behavior. Jonas isn't punching anyone, Midas is drinking less drinks than usual, Nick isn't smoking, Sans isn't randomly teleporting... Maeve and Alphys are still off in their own worlds though lmao.

And Frisk loves being in the front seat. It certainly does make her feel special. Despite the front seat privilege, she's always leaning over the console to talk to everyone in the backseat.

Is actually good at reading maps. They get to where they're going a lot faster. Sans just smugly looking back at Nick in Alphys's usual window seat like "hah... See that, Nick? Looks like it's not that hard after all”

Much like Alphys, she's always pointing out things on the road, however it's moreso about birds. "Oh look, a hawk! You know the difference between a hawk and a vulture?” *goes off on a tangent about the differences between types of birds. Sans finds this really endearing.*

Always singing along to whatever song is on the radio. She's a decent singer, not the best, but she makes it fun. Everyone sings with her. It's super fun.

“Wow, she kind of makes these road trips a lot more pleasant, we should have her with us more often...”

Here's a little diddy I thought fit the mood :)

#underfell #wdyw #baby face #fanfic #underfell sans #underfell frisk #head canons #is this... an imagine?#send more head canon requests #I like doing these they're fun!#frisk & sans #highschool au #bf! boys #bf! babes #road trip head canons #baby face memes #wdyw memes #Spotify

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