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cloveroctobers · 2 years

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1st HAPPY BIRTHDAY. Second, is there anyway you could write an OJ Haywood fic where y/n is with him when he goes to find the one horse at the old town attraction thing and instead of OJ getting knocked out by Jean Jacket, y/n does? They’re dating btw. Thanks!

YONDER | OJ HAYWOOD

A|N: Thanks for the bday wish 🫶🏽!! I know this was requested forever ago but…life you know!? Anyways it’s here and I always try to make my work shorter thinking that way I’ll be able to put content out quicker but that rarely goes my way! I’m trying y’all! Fun fact: wanted to take a break from writing this month but…idk if thats likely… (let’s see when i disappear next lmao) we’ll see! Hope the wait was worth it and that you enjoy!

WARNINGS: language? Religion + v*mit? Possible wrong usage of the word, “yonder,” idfk, I have southern grandparents and thats the first time I heard the word lol. I think that’s it!

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this was kinda stupid.

Normally you did not find joy hating on something someone was passionate about but internally? You were surely screaming, ‘fuck those horses!’ The moment dear OJ decided he wanted to get Lucky back from Jupiter’s claim.

Even Em stared at you as if you had also lost your mind, jumping up to follow after your boyfriend and her very persistent brother.

“I know y’all not finna leave me here with Hispanic Green Day and with that thing lurking around out there?” Em voiced.

OJ ignored his baby sister, carrying on to his truck while you reluctantly followed.

Angel muttered, “I don’t know if I’m meant to be offended by that but…Green Day has hits.”

“Yeah, yeah whatever. I still see you’re going through your angst phase and you’re what? Twenty-one or something?” Em fanned her hand, turning back to you two before Angel could defend himself and spew that he was still going through a fresh heartbreak, “are y’all serious?”

Squeezing the patterned crochet hat further over your hair and let out a deep sigh, “nope,” you popped the, ‘p,’ before glancing over at OJ who started up the truck, “but wherever this guy goes…”

Em scoffed as OJ began to reverse and turn around to exit the ranch, “you’re right beside ‘em. Fine. Just hurry up and get your asses back here, I don’t have the best feeling about splitting up!”

“Slight work.” OJ called out to his sister through the window, two fingers in the air while she nervously chewed down on her bottom lip, watching as you two began to take the long trail out of the ranch.

This was just like her childhood all over again.

Em could feel Angel’s eyes burning on the side of her face which resulted in her giving the bleached twenty-something year old the side eye, “don’t start, angel.”

Angel moved his fists from his hips to raise them in surrender, “I didn’t say anything!”

“Yeah but I know you were thinking it!” Em pointed.

Sooner than you hoped, you and OJ made it to the parking lot of the theme park quite quickly. There were cars scattered around but not as busy as it could be. As you stood on the outside of the passenger side, you scrunched up your nose, honey brown circular glasses lifting as you did so, staring up at the blazing sun. That seemed a bit more comforting than the clouds lately…however the heat seemed to be glaring at you, almost warning you to go back the way you came.

“You ready?” OJ tapped your waist, gaining your attention.

Taking a small inhale you stepped forward, following after OJ, almost jogging to keep up with him, soon falling into step beside him. OJ was always hard working and when he had his mind set on something, he would always find a way to pull through.

The front gate creaked behind you as your eyes searched the scarce park. A whole tumbleweed brushed by your feet while you took in the emptiness of the park. If you thought your stomach hurt before? It definitely began to increase along with the heavy beating of your heart.

Your eyes instantly shot to OJ’s, his own round hooded eyes always expressed what his mouth didn’t. He was almost thinking the same damn thing; instead of heading through the wooden gates, he tapped your forearm with a nod of his head.

“In and out. Quick…depending on lucky. We’ll be alright.” He encouraged.

If it was anyone else, you probably wouldn’t have believed that. Yet OJ could always reassure you with those eyes and a brief touch. Honestly he didn’t want you to come with him but he didn’t have the time to start an argument. Plus with you by his side? His best company, his companion, good luck charm, and half of his heart? He had the confidence to do what he needed to do versus doing what he wanted or was chosen to do.

Slowly you trailed after OJ who, on the other hand was taking quick strides while you glanced around at each building. It felt incredibly eerie being here at a once lively western themed place turned ghost town—with not a person in sight.

This was not normal.

Before you know it, you’re hugging yourself as you loop through the entrance to the arena…feeling the walls almost suffocating you as you kick up dirt with each step.

OJ’s kissing his lips at Lucky, attempting to get the black beauty’s attention, who stood inside of what appeared to be a glass box. Glancing at the empty red bleachers, it didn’t take you long to guess what Jupe had been up to. First his invitation, to Lucky held hostage in a box, and now there’s no one around for his big showcase?

It’s not adding up.

Turning your head back to lucky who would not move, it was your turn to click your tongue against your bottom tooth. Another sound that seemed to work with the horses, followed by OJ continuing to make his own. With the new added sound from you, you could see Lucky slightly tilt his head in your direction.

“That’s it!” OJ yelled, thinking the both of you were getting somewhere.

“If only I brought my bag of parsnips, we’d be leaving by now.” You muttered, now squatting down, ready to clap to get lucky to at least move more than an inch.

Before you could slap your hands together, OJ quickly gripped your shoulder—immediately making you stare up at him in question. One finger followed, up to his lips as he peered up at the sky allowing you to see it—Jean jacket sliding behind its cloud.

Shuffling back, still crouching, you widened your eyes while OJ began to lower his voice, constantly glancing back and forth between the sky and his beloved horse. “Lucky!” He whisper-yelled.

Your eyes were focused on the sky now. The sun did not shine as bright on this side of Jupiter’s claim. In fact it was much cloudier, colder, it was much more unsettling and as the wind began to pick up…so did Jean jacket. You held your breath expecting it to dive right in for the black horse; instead it spluttered right towards the both of you.

The saucer-like creature knew that it had other guests to devour and you struggled to get upright as OJ failed to loop a arm around your ribcage and yank you out of the way. It all felt like slow motion with OJ missing you and fighting to keep his eyes on the territorial creature.

You were never good with distance. It never served you well and you were often teased by your own family; that was why you were the only one who needed some glasses, being far-sighted and all. Although your eyes were focused mainly on the sky after OJ brought it to your attention, you assumed Jean jacket was out yonder, much further than it appeared than this very moment.

As OJ scrambled back, still reaching out for you, screaming your name to what fell on deaf ears, he fought with the dirt as Jean jacket almost spit it in his eyes. And as the wind continued picking up, jean jacket got even closer, allowing the both of you to see just the opening of its mouth. OJ grappled, watching as a chill ran over his frame, while the pressure from Jean jacket flipped you onto your torso.

Your screams on the other hand, were not unheard.

OJ tussled (from being knocked back onto his bottom as well) to get to your outstretched hands. Which seemed to upset Jean jacket even further as you suddenly gripped your nails deep into the dirt, however you seemed to be getting dragged inch by inch. Next, the creature did not have much patience, deciding to lift the walls of the arena.

Would it collapse?

It barely held in the first place as wood began to fall in between the space of you and OJ. You could feel your nails cracking and beginning to bleed but that did not stop you from holding on.

There wasn’t much you knew about this UFO but the spluttering from it signaled that it was agitated with you two. Wrestling to lift your head up at OJ, it was your turn to watch in horror as another slab of wood went flying in his direction, slapping his face with a impact that shifted his entire body to one side. You couldn’t scream for him because the next thing you know, your body was lifting itself and you were flung to the side of the walls with a scream of your own.

It felt like two sacks of sands were sitting over your eyes and you fought like hell to get them open. Maybe if you kept them closed longer, you wouldn’t feel the immense pain that was beginning to settle in. You groaned, trying to move your limbs but you felt something holding your face in place.

That’s when your body jolted upwards with a shock, not knowing where you were and what was happening.

“Hey, hey, hey. Baby, it’s me.” OJ’s voice was heard and you instantly relaxed but visibly winced.

Your vision wasn’t straight and it was hard to focus on OJ’s features but one thing is for sure? You could smell blood, whether it be from his body or your own—that stench was evident.

“Looks like we’ve been out for awhile,” His knuckle brushed against your cheek as you tried to focus on your breathing, “How you feeling?”

Huffing out air from your nostrils, a snarky response was written on your stained face but you blinked multiple times to see a figure at the opening of the arena. “Like I should fight that—that—animal over there or hug it.”

Another round of red flags silently went off in OJ’s head as you stuttered trying to figure out Lucky’s name. Without question, his fingertips moved around your coils feeling for what he suspected and earning a loud hiss from you.

Slapping his wrist, “stop touching me! Let me go back to sleep, please.”

“There’s a first,” OJ lightly joked while you lolled your head around a bit, “you definitely been concussed. And we can’t stay here any longer.”

“Hm?” It was your turn for the short replies now.

Gently but firm, OJ got you to your feet and tried to lean you against what was left of the arena’s walls while he went towards lucky who patiently waited. He whistled him over, thrilled that he actually came to him as he whispered sweet nothings to the animal, patting his backside and encouraging him to lead the way out of Jupiter’s claim.

He noticed you sliding against the wall and rushed over to you, catching you before you slid back against the ground. “Stay with me, baby.”

“Always.” You gargled, finding your footing.

OJ tried to steady you but found this situation to be difficult. It was dark out and no one wanted to be out in the dark with Jean jacket lingering in the clouds. That was almost more frightening than the day time. So OJ sniffed, pinching his nostrils before he easily lifted you into his arms and began to speed walk beside lucky who trotted along.

“Phone.” OJ tried to not scratch at his already crusted over wound on his forehead as he sat beside you in the driver’s seat.

When he didn’t get any service with his simple flip phone, he searched the passenger seat for yours, finding it underneath the seat. And of course a flashing red battery was what he was met with. OJ sucked his teeth, tossing the glove compartment open for the extra car charger that (you purposely left) fit the more “up to date phones” and plugged yours in.

Looks like he wouldn’t be calling anyone for this thirty minute drive. OJ glanced at you, making sure that you were buckled in before he took the car out of park.

“Hey, babe. Where’s my—what do they call them? Spectacles. The extra things I need to see.” You pointed at your eyes, your head rolling around on the head rest.

OJ kept peering over at you as he drove pass a gas station followed by some hills, “shit, your glasses? Yeah. They were completely broken back there, sorry about that. I think you left your old pair back at the house, up in my room. You’ll be alright.”

“Yeah…I’ll just be blind as fuck for the rest of the night.” You slurred, “I really want to sleep.”

“No! No, keep those pretty eyes open for me.”

“You’re pretty.” You mocked, making the man smirk at you in the night.

“I’ll even put on some music, keep you awake.”

“Some gospel?”

OJ was shocked at that.

“You really want to hear gospel?”

“I know you’d rather listen to…dill pickles?”

“…what, y/n?” OJ sighed, he knew that was a cartoon but he just knew you were trying to tease him about some genre he didn’t listen to.

“That country singer. Kane something.” You sighed, “I can’t think straight…my head hurts.”

“I know, we’ll get you some ice soon. I promise, we just need to get in doors before—

OJ trailed off as he actually turned the radio on for you. He twirled the nozzle in search of the gospel station. You came from a religious background and that’s how OJ met you, through his mother, when the Haywood’s would attend your father’s church every other Sunday.

That of course faltered when his mother passed when he was around twelve or so. His father tried to keep up with attending, knowing that’s what his wife would have wanted but soon found the horses took up much more of his time along with raising two kids all on his own. Thankfully OJ still got to see you at school…and you’ve been together since you were seventeen.

Now just hold on (hold on)

Change is coming (change is coming)

Hold on (hold on)

Don't worry (don't worry 'bout a thing)

Hold on (hold on)

You can make it (you can make it)

Hold on (hold on)

Everything (everything will be alright)

Is gonna be alright

“I love this song.” You sniffed, your voice soft.

OJ knew that, which is why a feeling told him to stop here after messing with staticky stations. It was one of your comfort songs and that’s all he wanted to bring you after the both of you were basically fighting for your lives miles ago.

And when you reached your battered hand out for his, OJ didn’t hesitate to interlock your fingers together. Then slowly you felt the prickle of his facial hair on the back of your hand as he placed a kiss there. A small smile graced your dry lips while OJ held onto your hand, with the other gripping the wheel, his body sitting up, which meant he was about to float this piece.

You were his happy place and he was your safety.

And he didn’t let go of your hand for the rest of the night. Not even when you arrived at the ranch, the jolting of the land making you puff your cheeks.

“I need to throw up.”

Thankfully the both of you weren’t far from the house, OJ spotting Angel’s van not too far from his own now parked truck.

“Okay. You need me to help you out?” OJ asked, although the thought of watching you puke made his own stomach turn.

Freeing your hand, you held it up to him, your other shaky hand reaching around to unbuckle yourself. OJ dipped his head as he began to unbuckle himself and open the door. That feeling came around again, almost like a whisper, telling OJ to look up.

And when OJ caught Jean jacket, hovering above with a triangle rainbow garland hanging from it…Immediately he got back into the car with a slam of the door. He quickly turned to you, already waiting for his eye and you gently shook your head with a hand over your mouth.

“Uh uh.” You managed to get out, lips tightly pressed together and a face so pale in the moonlight.

OJ held out his hand, palm up for you to place your hand back in his, “Nope.”

It was decided, no matter the yonder between you two and Jean jacket, the both of you agreed to stay put in the car for the night…

And the horse statue that collided with your side of the windshield…only made your plans for the night, much more clear.

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Continue along with my summer anthology prompts here.

#nope #nope 2022 #nope film #jordan peele #daniel kaluuya #oj haywood x reader #Daniel kaluuya x reader #request #em haywood #angel torres #Angel nope #keke palmer #brandon perea #otis haywood x reader #asks #requests #nope x reader

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sakannaz · 2 years

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𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐋𝐄

╰┈─➤ 𝙸𝙽 𝚆𝙷𝙸𝙲𝙷: Not every miracle is a good one, but you were, to angel. Even if you were cold and distant to him, he could always keep trying.

Nope x reader [insert]

Note 📝: it’s that time, I’ve been waiting to do this for awhile but was so hesitant to actually do it, so I hope you all enjoy this as much as I enjoy writing it.

Chapter two

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ: 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙𝙨

| 2 Months ago. |

You stared at your mom’s dead body, just sitting there. In silence. You barely even remembered what happened, one minute she was talking to you and then the next thing you know she was bleeding.

You had took her to the hospital and tried to figure out what it was, weirdly enough there was objects flying on the ground that day.

You stayed there till day and night, you just felt numb. She was gone, your father was gone too, you had no one.

She was gone. You just had to accept that. As much as you tried to revive her there was nothing you could do.

| Present |

You were at the cash register, well, you worked in a store now- mostly for cameras or whatever. At least you had a job that paid you every hour.

Em and oj came up to you, placing boxes down on the counter, you’ve known them for a long time but never really talked to them as much.

“Hi. Thank you for shopping at Fry’s. Did you guys find everything you’re looking for today? If not give your store experience a rating from five to zero and we’ll get back to you in a jiffy.” You said in a monotone voice, em and oj exchanged looks before turning back to you.

“Did someone get on your nerves or somethin’? Sounding real gloomy over there (Y/n).” Em said, you sighed and shrugged.

“I’m doing just fine.” You replied, then angel walked over to the three of you, you let out a groan and continued to scan their supplies.

“You guys need help with the installation or..?” He questioned, Em shook her head, “No, no, no, no, no. Thank you. Appreciate you.” Em replied.

Angel sighed, “All right, uh, no help with the install. Suit yourself.” He chuckled, once you were done scanning their items you placed them in a bag.

They were talking about something and you stared off into space for a minute, you’ve always done that ever since your mother died..it was common for you.

You felt someone snap their fingers in your face, breaking you out of your trance, “Hello? Earth to (Y/n)?” Angel said as he kept snapping his fingers in your face.

He kept doing it but he knew you were staring at him, he just wanted to know if you were here or not.

“Angel, stop.” You said and he did, you felt his hand on your shoulder, you probably didn’t feel it from being in a trance or day dreaming.

“Dude, your hand.” You said, slapping his hand off your shoulder, he let out a nervous chuckle and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

“I was just going to let you know we’re heading to the Haywood’s house, wanna come? By the way can we take your van?” He asked, you nodded.

“sure.” You answered.

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You slammed the back of the van doors open, “Damn. Did not know you guys were this far out.” Angel said, starting up a conversation.

“Mm-hmm.” Oj hummed in response, you grabbed the boxes out of the van and placed it on the ground.

Then Angel let out a yell, you ignored it and rolled your eyes, why was he even yelling for?

“You’ll startle the horses for gods sake. Don’t yell.” You said, then you let out a sigh escape your lips, it was too hot out here and you were sweating like crazy.

You saw em walking away and Angel called you over to show a picture of his ex-girlfriend.

“Her name was, uh, Rebecca Diaz. Yep, keep an eye out for her. She’s an actress, model, you know? She booked a pilot on The CW, so…Yeah, fucking left me.” Angel explained, you rolled your eyes and walked off.

“Uh..hey, wait- where you going?” He asked, you ignored him and walked into the Haywood’s house.

What a day.

#nope 2022 x reader #nope x reader #angel torres x reader #xreader #nope 2022 #oj haywood #em haywood #reader insert

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localbadhabit · 1 year

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BLOODY PROMISES

CW: BLOOD MENTION, GENDER NEUTRAL READER, NO Y/N MENTIONED

angel torres x reader (platonic or romantic idk)

platonic!haywood siblings x reader

-YOUR POV-

I gulped as I stayed under the tarp with Antlers and Angel. My palms sweating, knee bouncing and arms aching. I watch the clouds anxiously as I block out everyone talking, which wasn't the best idea considering I could feel my heartbeat in my ears. That's when Angel shook me back to life. I looked around. "Where's Antlers?" He pointed and got on the walkie, I turned.

"Hey, guy, uh- Antlers just said some weird cryptic shit and is heading up the hill-"

My whole body raced with adrenaline as I watched Antlers go up. Some part of me wanted to go up and stop him but if Jean Jacket got to him before I did then I'd be sucked up, too. And I couldn't do that to Angel. Not after all he's been through. I didn't even notice I was hyperventilating till Angel grabbed be and patted my back, reassuring me that it was all gonna be alright.

I didn't believe him.

I knew I shouldn't believe him. The knot in my stomach got tighter as I heard Antlers get swooped up and screaming. I shut up eyes tightly and then the whole tent started moving. Something hit me in the head, hard and big. My vision went blurred as I felt myself fall down the hill. I didn't know what happened next.

-ANGEL'S POV-

I rolled down the hill with them, panting and groaning. I turned to them, limp and blood rushing down their face. I quickly crawled to them, wrapping them up in tarp and barbed wire. I apologized softly to them, holding their head to not make em bleed more. I kissed their forehead gently and held them. "I'm sorry-" I whispered. "When this is over, I'll take you our on a date, I promise." They didn't respond, I didn't expect them to. I gulped. "A-and- we can go see that movie you wanted to watch... get popcorn and drinks." I laughed at the thought of us getting kicked out cause we were laughing too loud. I held them tightly. "I promise-"

Emerald was yelling at OJ and I listened as everything went a little quiet. I peaked out and noticed Jean Jacket, OJ, Emerald weren't there. I got out of the trap and was carefully not to hurt them. I wouldn't forgive myself if I did. I tore a piece of fabric from my shirt and wrapped it around their head. God damn, my leg hurts. It was a while but I turned and saw Jean Jacket. But, it looked more like a monster created by Lady Gaga now.

I stood up as I watched Jupe's balloon go up, I watched Jean Jacket inhale it an explode. I gasped and stated. It was over. All the pain. All the blood. It was over. I gently picked up them up and made it to my van, I set them in and drove them to the hospital before the news got there, praying Emerald and OJ were alright.

-YOUR POV-

I woke up to a blinding light, my head and my back hurt bad. I squinted and looked around after my eyes got used to the light. Was that Emerald and OJ? I smiled a bit.

"Aye! There's my favorite person!" Emerald laughed as she gently shook my shoulder. "You took a bad hit, man, glad you're okay." She smiled.

"Thanks, Em- Hi, OJ." I greeted. He waved. "Angel's out grabbing you snacks." "Angel's here?" My eyes lit up, the two giggled. I waited, staring at the door. It finally opened. "I got you cinnabun, OJ, took me awhile to find avending machine with some in-" we stared at eachoher for awhile before he set down everything on a table and ran to me, he (carefully as he could) hugged me, tearing up a bit. I teared up too as I squeezed him. "There's the dork of the hour." I commented.

He laughed, Emerald got up and hugged the both of us, eventually we convinced OJ to join the group hug.

This was where I'm meant to be.

This is home.

This is my family.

#nope #nope 2022 #nope x reader #nope 2022 x reader #emerald haywood #oj haywood #angel torres #angel torres x reader #emerald haywood x reader #oj haywood x reader

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periprose · 2 years

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Look

OJ Haywood x Reader

Desc: Your name is Charlie Voir. You're a young woman living near Haywood Ranch, and you really can't handle the sounds in the sky. Even worse, your boss at Jupiter's Claim seems more and more fishy by day. You can't stop crying- it's basically genetic for you. But everything gets a little easier when you meet OJ. A silent, reserved man who just understands you, and the mystery of Haywood Ranch.

-- Here's a snippet, link to the fic below! --

“Hey, OJ.” You wave, your hand barely moving.

He flashes a peace sign at you, nods, and if it was anyone else, you’d be hurt at such a minor response. But OJ has always been quiet.

This was basically an example of his garnering of goodwill, especially seeing as he wasn’t all that social as of late. The Haywoods both struggled with the loss of their father, but it was and is upsetting to see OJ’s eyes darken everyday.

OJ can hardly look at people on a good day. He’s incredibly introverted, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like people. He just has a different way of showing it.

With you, though? OJ finds himself looking a little closer. Maybe not at your eyes, because somehow your pupils are filled with such honesty, such a clear, vulnerable understanding of what he’s going through, it nearly causes grief to ricochet all over his body in aching agony again. He doesn’t want that.

He’s almost irritated that you look so kind. Not in a way where you want to save him. More like you just get it, get the creepy feeling of the thing in the clouds, the overwhelming sensation from the sounds and the screams in the skies, and how even when things are normal- you’re still hearing those things inside. You know something is up, but neither he nor Em have validated that yet.

That kind of vulnerability is hard for him to accept at this moment, so he accepts these little dalliances where you take a glance at him, and he looks somewhere at your left shoulder, and maybe if he squints, it’s something special. It probably doesn’t mean anything to you.

Sorry for the aggressively long wait! This is a very long fic (about 12k words) and it is a slow burn. I hope people like it :)

#oj haywood x reader #oj haywood #nope x reader #nope #nope 2022 #ao3 #archive of our own #ao3 writer #nope movie #nope jordan peele #nope film #slow burn #female reader #no y/n #angst #fluff #x reader #reader insert

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acommonwhor3 · 1 year

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Okkkk….So Fuck it I'm gonna write about Emerald Haywood! There are not a lot of books so why not write your own? 😂 So yeah look out for that!!

#black y/n #emerald haywood #emerald haywood x reader #em x reader #nope #nope jean jacket #nope x reader #lesbian #lgbtq #poc lesbian

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tawneybel · 1 year

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Imagine being an actor with connections to Antlers Horst. And making Angel your boytoy after finding out he’s your co-star (and rival) Rebecca’s ex.

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saphhhiree · 10 months

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hii i’m saph and i wanna get into writing some x readers! here’s a list of shows/anime/movies/games that i’ll write for!

games

the last of us 1&2

detroit become human

genshin impact

honkai star rail

watch dogs 2

shows

she-ra the princess of power

avatar the last airbender

the legend of korra

steven universe

helluva boss

community

abbott elementary

alice in borderland

movies

bullet train

deadpool

guardians of the galaxy (or any mcu movie/tv show)

scott pilgrim vs the world

baby driver

spiderman across the spiderverse

nope

anime

wonder egg priority

fairy tail

a silent voice

what i won’t write!!!

piss, scat, vomit

underage nsfw

pedophilia

homophobia, transphobia, any kinda hateful phobia

sa/r*pe (if cnc is requested i’ll write it but will input the characters agreeing to do cnc beforehand)

ddlg

what i will write!

underage as long as it’s friendship or sibling bond

nsfw

bdsm

fluff

angst

alllll right!! that’s pretty much it… if you don’t see something you’d enjoy reading then request a show/movie/game/anime and i’ll do some research :)

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stvrdustalexx · 1 year

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Other Fandoms

angst 🌧️ fluff ❤️ smut 🔥 favorites 🌟

masterlist

Spider-man

tasm!peter

spiderling sunshine by @forever-rogue ❤️🌧️❤️❤️

are you wearing my shirt? by @magicchai ❤️

drunk! peter by @luveline ❤️

fire alarm by @spideystevie ❤️❤️

glad you’re home by @withahappyrefrain ❤️❤️❤️❤️

keeping secrets by @luveline ❤️🌧️❤️❤️

NOPE

OJ haywood

Look (AO3) by periprose 🌧️❤️🌟

Stay (AO3) by sherwood🌧️❤️🌟

spend it by @cloveroctobers ❤️

yonder by @cloveroctobers 🌧️❤️❤️

Angel Torres

somebody to love by @dimepdf ❤️

Black Panther

namor

the artist and the sea by @amhrosina ❤️❤️

BTS

min yoongi

mine by @alpacaparkaseok ❤️❤️❤️❤️🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

Vampire Diaries

klaus mikaelson

spouse by @multiversediaries ❤️🌧️❤️❤️

a choice to make ❤️❤️❤️❤️

elijah mikaelson

leverage pt.1 / pt.2 by @multiversediaries 🌧️❤️❤️❤️🌟

twilight mix by @rere-the-writer ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

jealousy by @rere-the-writer ❤️🌧️❤️❤️

damon salvatore

just for you by @wrxting ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

#nope #nope x reader #oj haywood x reader #alex masterlist #favorites #min yoongi #min yoongi x reader #bts #black panther #namor x reader #damon salvatore #damon salvatore x reader #vampire diaries #elijah mikealson x reader #klaus mikealson x reader #spider man x reader #tasm!peter x reader #peter parker x reader

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gaiath · 2 years

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What would you guys think if I wrote for Nope?

I really wanna

#Nope x reader #Oj Haywood x reader #emerald haywood x reader

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sillylittlestoryblog · 2 years

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Annoying Gothic Prick

Angel Torres x Reader

Notes: i guess i sounded very petty last time. The Ao3 fics are amazing. Go read them. But damn there needs to be more hype on tumblr. Maybe i m obsessed maybe i´m hyperfixating. Maybe i `m maybeline?! Okay ill stop. But please nope fandom write more. I’ll read everything. Love, Mai :D

Warning: bad writing, english isnt my first language, some spoilers i guess

You have been working for Fry`s Electronics for half a year now. You didnt mind the job at all. The customers were mostly friendly and the payment was alright. Obviously it could have been a lot better , but you were never someone to complain about that. You truly didnt mind going there every morning and being one of the last employees to leave in the evening. You truly, wholeheartedly liked your job, right?

It was Friday afternoon when you walked into fry´s. You just had a small meal at the diner next door across the parkinglot. You spend almost every lunch break there. The lady who owned it, already knowing your face and greeting you friendly every time you entered her place.

„ heeey! Welcome back!“ Nessie, your coworker and only friend at work, screamed running to you. She was never that excited. She was definitely planning something. Most of the time she was standing in one corner of the store ignoring the customers and playing animal crossing on her phone.

„ you wont believe what happend when you were gone“

You rolled your eyes. You could already imagine what had happened. A customer's pants had slipped down, someone had tried to steal a huge high-tech TV set, or Angel had gotten on Nessie's nerves again with stories of world conspiracies.

Angel.

Angel was the bane of your existence.

You did really like your job. In the beginning at least. But after your first few weeks you got promoted and changed to a different department in the store. And your supervisor wasnt as motivated and friendly as the one you had in the beginning. Your supervisor and therefore boss who was able to let you do everything he wanted, was a overworked, constantly rambling conspiracy theory believer. Angel.

You truly didnt believe you hated him. You were just constantly annoyed and irritated by him. He practically ignored you for the first week or so and then started suddenly interrupting you while you worked. You just knew he didnt like you. And so you decided you weren’t gonna like him.

„Angel for sure has a crush on someone.“

„What?“

Nessie laughed. „Oh so nowwww your interested. You were staring at him again. If i didnt know that you hated him, i could assume you were kinda into him.“

„ Nessie! Shut up.“ you whisper shouted and nudged her arm. „ I could never like him. He is so load and obnoxious, talking about his stupid alien shit and why is he always doing that thing with his hair when he is nervous. Its so dumb. And i mean look at his shirt it’s definitely to small for him. He is probably just wearing that to show of his massive bizeps.“

you knew you were the one who was rambling now. But you couldn’t stop. You just loved to talk about how annoying he is.

Angel saw you guys staring at him. He looked irritated and was doing that thing with his hand again. He would do it everytime he got nervous. He rubs with his hand through his bleached hair always making a mess out of it.

„ Can you two please stop standing in the middle of the store gossiping and go back to your work.“ He teased. „ Or do you wanna share your story ?“

Nessie gave me a wink and said something like „go talk to him about your problem with his shirt“, before she walked away into another isle probably playing on her phone again.

„ and do you wanna tell me something gorgeous ?“ he fake flirted with you. You cringed at the nickname, turning around he was now standing next to you, leaning on a refrigerator that was on sale. He was taller than you, his body towering over you. You looked up only to regret it instantly. He did have a pretty face. Even you could see that. You took a step back almost crashing into a customer who was looking rather stressed. You looked back at Angel, who wasnt looking as confident anymore. Before you began walking away going to your work, you made sure to answer his question quickly.

„Nope“

Several hours later, the sun was beginning to set, you already talked to the last customer. The afternoon was really quiet. Normally fridays were full of people and it was loud and hectic. Today was different, there wasnt a lot going on. Just some minor Angel incidents. How Nessie always called them. One happend shortly after your arrival. You bumped into him while hiding from a creepy old dude who wanted to ask you on a date. An hour later you saw him illegally observe the security camera of two customers that you saw in here the other day. You had a small fight over it, but you didnt really had a chance against his absurd alien arguments. The last thing was more about Nessie, she told you about her theory again that Angel definitely had a crush on someone. She told you how he was staring into the distance and getting all nervous when she asked him about it.

You couldn’t really say that the idea of Angel having a crush didnt make you a little angry. It was confusing. You couldn’t stand him, right? Him with his stupidly handsome face. And that small smirk. And his soothing voice telling unbelievable story’s . And his dumb muscular body and…

stop! You could not stand this man. That’s how its always been. It should stay this way.

He wouldn’t like you back anyway.

The store was closing in half an hour. You were beginning to clean up some things and began walking towards the break room. The room was already dark besides the lighting of the drinks dispenser. Nobody was spending time in here besides in the lunch break time. But the room was to small for all the employees so most of them spend their lunch break rather outside or the diner next to fry’s.

„What are you doing in here?“ of course it was him. You weren’t gonna turn around. You headed towards your locker and grabbing your clothes and purse.

„ you know, i actually wanted to change out of these work clothes here“ you explained while pointing down at the shirt you were wearing. „ but now that you are here, i can forget about that.“

„Oh you know i wouldn’t mind at all“ Angel was grinning. And you started to get angry. You couldn’t believe it. Why was he bothering you all the time. You just wanted to go home and not think about the man for like three hours. You could feel your body getting heated.

„ of course you wouldn’t.

But you know what, i would rather get eaten by a shark, or spend a day in a room full of spiders or i dont know climb the Mount Everst , than have you see me change out of my shirt.“ and again you were the one rambling and talking stupid things. Why didnt you have some better shit in your mind than that come back.

„i can’t believe i never noticed it before“

he was walking closer towards your locker. His hand in his hair again. So was he nervous?! Why would he be nervous…

„Noticed what?“

„ i really didnt believe Nessie at first, but you do like me.“

„ What the hell are you talking about. You are the most annoying gothic prick.“

You truly didn’t had the best responses. But your brain just seemed to stop working whenever he was around.

„ You know you are kinda hot when you’re angry. This could potentially be one of the reasons i love to piss you off.“

You really didnt care about changing anymore. This was stupid. He was playing with you. Nessie probably gave him twenty bucks to say something annoying like that to you. You would definitely kill her later. She was probably sitting in front of the door laughing or hiding somewhere else. You grabbed your stuff and went towards the exit door. On your way out you made sure to bump into his shoulder, not caring at all. You felt tears forming in your eyes. You weren’t gonna cry in front of him.

Angel noticed how your chest rose and fell a lot quicker than before.

„Honestly fuck you, Angel.“

He grabbed your arm towering over you. You were looking into his eyes. He was suddenly very close. Has he always been that tall? You could smell his aftershave and the nicotine of his last smoked cigarette. He was leaning down. Almost whispering.

„Would you?“

You definitely didnt plan to ever do what you did next. You definitely hadn’t thought about it every time you wanted to shut him up. You closed the distance between your lips and he moaned into the kiss. His hands were grabbing your waist as yours where grabbing onto his short hair. „ i hate you“ you where kissing him again. „ i hate you more“ you gasped while he kissed down your neck holding you tightly against his chest. He was lifting up your shirt and tossing it on the floor while you were grabbing on his biceps and kissing his lips again.

It was a full on make out session and you weren’t sure what would have happend afterwards until someone opened the door. Nessie was standing in front of you both. Angel jumped back and mumbled something like „ she was just about to change „ as he left with a red face and tighter pants. Nessie was just laughing and clapping.

„ I fucking knew it“

#nope x reader #nope #nope 2022 #nope movie #nope fan fiction #fan fic friday #fan fiction #Angel #angel torres x reader #angel torres #Angel Torres imagine #nope imagine #enemies to lovers

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cloveroctobers · 2 years

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no worries at all! i was just kinda thinking a fic where the reader and oj are dating and it’s around the time weird stuff with the alien starts happening around the ranch and one of the times that they hear the screams and the power goes off the reader has a panic attack. i would love to see how oj reacts and i’m sure emerald’s reaction would be pretty funny too haha THANK U!

HOW OJ REACTS TO YOU HAVING A PANIC ATTACK !

A/N: I wrote this in headcanon form since if I tried to write a fic, then this probably wouldn’t be out for another two weeks tbh! Hope you enjoy!

First things first, you weren’t keen on OJ leaving the ranch to go after lucky.

You knew how deep his connection was to all of the horses but at a time like this? When things were surely but shortly turning into hell on earth…you were completely against it.

You pleaded with OJ not to go but he did his best to reassure you that he would be back in no time.

“Whatever y’all do, when it comes…don’t look at it.” He warned the three of you, hand resting on the door knob.

Em rolled her eyes, “you don’t gotta tell me twice! Since you don’t ever listen to your favorite sista, why don’t you listen to y/n and stay yo ass in the house?! It’s not like you know how to stay far from the ranch anyways!”

Angel even threw in his own two cents but when did either of the Haywood’s let the words of the monotoned twenty something year old phase them?

So you watched OJ leave, holding back the breath in your lungs because you sure as shit didn’t want to be out there

it didn’t feel right.

Which is why, yeah that was your man and you were supposed to stick beside him! But your instincts told you to stay tf in the house.

So here you were watching the man you love go after part of his peace.

You were a nail biter, no matter how much hot sauce, salt, or jalapeños your grandmother placed on your nails when you were younger could stop you

Sure it did for like a day or two but that only resulted in another bad habit, pulling at your hair. You could just hear the petite woman—with very heavy hands clicking her tongue down at you right about now.

Sorry grandma, shit was getting crazy around these parts and you were more terrified with another being in the sky right now!

The ticking from the grandfather clock in the hallway didn’t calm you, from em pacing the floor trying to find service—it wasn’t the best up here anyways, to Angel peeking out the window with wide eyes at the weather rapidly changing…did not make you feel any better.

The tv screen proceeded to skip channels on its own, only increasing the beat of your own heart rhythm as you witnessed such.

“Oh hell no.” Emerald kicked the button to the old tv off with her foot as she glanced at you and Angel before messing around with her phone again

The quiet only made the anxiety increase as you could now faintly hear a spluttering sound…a sound you heard once before

“Angel…” you started since he was the closest to the door, “is OJ out there?”

Angel stepped back from the door, “n-n-no but it is.”

“What?” Emerald questioned, you could hear the slight panic in her tone.

The pressure that you previously felt in your chest did not compare to the power Jean jacket had.

The closer it got, your chest felt as if it was about to cave in and you clenched your eyes shut as you heard angel thud around, scrambling the house in search of some type of safety.

You felt the hands of em latch onto your wrist pulling you back towards the couch as she glanced around at the ceiling—feeling it’s presence too

Slamming your back against the couch, eyes clenched shut, and the touch of a Haywood’s…you hoped OJ was safe.

The spluttering sound you heard again

which gave you the impression that Jean jacket might just swallow you all up whole!

sweat began to drip down from the nape of your neck

You never thought much about dying and unfortunately you were stuck thinking about it in these next brief moments

You weren’t sure what possessed you to peek through your eyes but the shaking that did not come from your body must have told you to do so

When you saw it, the blood being thrown against the Haywood’s windows and oozing down the glass was almost enough to permanently stop you from breathing.

You couldn’t take your eyes off what you were seeing but you knew the two hiding in the house with you also saw the same.

It was the sudden horrifying screams from the Jean jacket and the spitting of random objects that followed, made your vision fail you

“Y/N?!” You heard em call to you, the fear written in her voice was enough to match the overwhelming feeling you were experiencing

There was nothing you could do, so you chose darkness.

You were unsure how much time passed before the sound of a horn blowing, made you peel your eyes back.

“C’mon, y/n,” Emerald was impatient as she left your side to pry the front door open, “Angel! Got damn it, Help me!”

That’s when another touch, a gentle one, came around your waist, began guiding you to your wobbly feet when you realized they were trying to get you to flee!

But you couldn’t find your voice although the frown on your brows was enough to show your concern.

“We gotta go.” Was all angel said to you, noting that you did not agree with this

Angel didn’t have that much of a secure hold on you as the three of you made it out to blood and belongings covered porch

Against your will, your eyes turned to the right and up at Jean jacket who was getting ready to hide behind its signature cloud.

It’s hunger must be satisfied…for now…

However you still found yourself slipping out of angel’s hold, making you scream as you became covered in dirt and blood.

Your eyes locked on Jean jacket who seemed to be almost smirking at you, before completely disappearing behind its cloud

Another touch, a much familiar one came underneath your armpits—dragging you to wherever as you never found your footing.

“Angel, drive.” OJ ordered as he sat in the back of Angel’s van beside you

His rough hands gripped your jaw, “y/n. Y/n?” He kept repeating as you kept looking anywhere but at the ebony skinned man

“Focus on me.” He now sat behind you, wrapping his arms securely around your ribcage, applying just enough pressure, “now focus on your breathing, palm to chest, count the beats. You’re fine, you’re with me. We’re alright.”

You easily followed Otis’ instructions, his lips by your ear as you silently did what was asked of you

With your head now resting on OJ’s collarbone you asked, voice hoarse, “where’s lucky?”

“Home for now.”

“Are you okay?” You found yourself asking, hand still resting on your chest

OJ hummed, still keeping a tight grip on a blood stained you, “as long as you are.” He pecked your temple, “ As long as you are.”

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Continue along with my summer anthology prompts here.

#nope #nope 2022 #Jordan peele #nope film #oj haywood #daniel kaluuya #oj haywood x reader #em haywood #emerald haywood #keke palmer #Angel nope #angel torres #brandon perea #requested #nope x reader

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sakannaz · 2 years

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𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑

— ✰ 𓊆 𖨆 ♥︎ 𖨆 𓊇 (Angel torres x gn!reader)

➪ Summary: you were a dork but that’s why angel adored you, but he doesn’t admit it until the weird stuff starts happening at the Haywood’s.

⚠︎︎ Warning(s): cussing, blood, that scene where Jean jacket literally dumped blood on the Haywood’s house.

ㅤ─┈‌┈ִ┈─┈︪︩┈ׂ┈─┈‌┈┈ִ┈─

You were going to visit the Haywood's today, they kept telling you about this weird alien or something but you didn't care.

You knocked on their door a bit loudly, you heard a sigh on the other side and saw oj open the door.

"Why you here (Y/n)?"

He asked, you only hopped up in down in joy, that's when he realized why you where here, you were here to help fix the cameras since angel somehow couldn't find a way to fix it.

"Can I come in, please?"

You asked, he moved to the side so you could come in, he went to go talk to em, you brought out your non-electrical camera and walked upstairs.

You looked at the security camera footage and all you saw was just..static or whatever it was called.

That was odd, and it was odd the electricity kept going out every single day and night. What exactly was happening here?

You had your suspicions but decided to ignore them, as you were fixing the security camera you looked at one pirticular cloud that never seemed to move.

"HEY, EM-"

You yelled, she turned to you and waved, you waved back.

"WHATCHU WANT?"

She yelled back, you placed a finger on your lips before giving her a mischievous smile.

"can I stay the night?"

You yelled back, she huffed before nodding and you saw oj walking away, she was calling after him but you didn't hear much of what they were saying.

Then you saw a black van pull up, oh, that must've been Angel. What was he doing here though?

You ran back downstairs and walked towards em, angel appeared beside her and began to explain something to her.

𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃

Okay, now there was some really odd shit going on cause the lights had turned out, what the hell just happened?

You tried turning the tv back on but you were out of luck, you pressed the remote but still, it didn't turn on.

"Okay, weridly enough I can't turn on the tv and that's a big issue for me cause I'd like to watch another one of my soap opera's."

You complained, angel chuckled at your comment, em looked out the window and suddenly the lights turned out.

Wait- what?

They were just fine a second ago, you made sure to fix the electricity even though you brought a non-electrical camera.

Nah, this was so werid and this wasn't even the twilight zone, what in the hell was happening?

When you looked out the window something was hovering over the house, it looked like an alien ship- this really did look like something that came out of the twilight zone.

"what in the fuck is that?"

You whispered to yourself, you shrugged it off and ran inside the kitchen, you accidentally bumped into someone and it was angel.

"I WAS GOING TO SWIPE YOU ACROSS THE FACE WITH THIS BROOM, DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAIN."

You yelled, Angel stood there confused until he shook his head.

"listen, listen to me, stay in the house, do not fucking go out there cause whatever that thing is- it could probably gobble you up for godsake while it's spilling out blood."

He said, you looked at him with confusion, so he saw this thing before?

"and please don't swipe me across the face, I'd rather keep my face the way it is. And if we do die there's something I want to tell you-"

He continued to ramble while shaking you by the shoulders, you stood there awkwardly and tried to process his fast words.

"okay then-"

"ilikeyoualotandifwedoendupdyingijusthavetotellyouthisbeforewedieandimsorryididnttellyousooner." (I like you a lot and if we do end up dying I just have to tell you this before we die and I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner.)

Okay, now what in the hell did he just say? You tried to slow his voice down in your mind so you could really understand.

"angel- chill dude, I like you too. And that was cringe. It was like an anime confession, don't do that again."

You said, giving his shoulder a reassuring pat, he sighed in relief.

You grabbed a knife and crawled under a table, angel following suit and holding a knife in his hand.

"Now what the fuck is y'all doing?"

Em asked.

"SURVIVING!"

You whisper yelled, she sighed loudly before hiding behind a couch, hoping whatever was there didn't see her.

You feel Angel take your hand in his and squeeze it tightly, you wished upon a star that this fucking thing would go away.

And weridly enough...you got your wish.

#angel torres x reader #nope x reader #nope 2022 x reader #Angel torres x gn!reader #xreader #reader insert

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ofherpinkways · 7 months

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I'll be hurting my back writing fan fics on my laptop,forgetting I can completely bend it half and pretty much make it into a tablet. Then remember right after right after posting lmao. Anways multi fandom fic coming soon.

The fandoms in question : Cod,Dead Poets Society,Gilmore Girls,Mayans,Nope,Scream, Sons Of Anarchy, The Bear, The Umbrella Academy

Look how cool this is tho yall

#cod mw2 #dead poets society #gilmore girls #mayans mc #nope 2022 #sons of anarchy #the bear #the umbrella academy #cod x reader #dead poets fandom #gilmore girls fanfiction #mayans x reader #nope x reader #sons of anarchy x reader #the bear x reader #The Umbrella Academy x reader #Scream #scream fanfic

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periprose · 2 years

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I have too many fics rattling around in my head rn. I'm currently working on a nope fic because first of all? Movie was amazing.

Second of all, OJ IS A HOTTIE LOL. I am obsessed with him and there is a severe lack of fics for him. I'm currently writing one where the reader is his neighbour and obviously she gets involved with the UAP stuff. She's very emotional and thinks that it makes her weak, but OJ doesn't think less of her for that.

We'll see if I get around to posting it (on ao3 obviously) but soon I'll post a tidbit on here if I feel like it's good.

#oj haywood x reader #oj haywood #nope #nope x reader #nope 2022 #ao3 #archive of our own #fiction #fic

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acommonwhor3 · 1 year

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Emerald Haywood x Reader

Ok so, I wrote this in about a day so please give me some slack. This was low key rushed.

This is my first time really writing suggestive stuff.

Song suggestions: So Fresh, So Clean-Outkast, Throw Sum Mo-Rae Sremmurd, and Come Closer-Wizkid.

Remember bolded words are thoughts.

Warnings: Cursing and implead drinking

Emerald’s POV

“Are you sure you have everything?” Oj asked as he watched Emerald scurrying around her room. “Yeah……? I think?” Emerald said timidly. “Em!” Oj he said concerned. “If I need anything I’ll just buy it. I gotta gooooo!” She said as she quickly slipped passed Oj. Running down the stairs into the kitchen, grabbing any snacks she could find. She stops when she sees a picture of her father. Swallowing hard she grabs the photo and stuffs it in her tote. For good luck.

“Do you even have enough money? You’re gonna be gone for almost a month.” Oj exclaimed still looking concerned. “I’ll be fine, and besides this gig is bringing in some dough!” She said with amusement. Oj rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Be Careful!” Oj said following her as she ran out the door. “Oj, it’s not like I’m leaving the country! I’m only going to LA. It’s like an hour away.” She said getting in her car.

“Ok…..take this.” He says as he pulls out three hundred dollar bills. “Before you decline, just take it. It will make me feel better that you have at least something in your pocket.” He says looking away. “Oj-“ “Nope, I’m not taking it back” Oj says as he turns around. “Oj-“ Em shouted. “I love you, sis, be careful.” Oj says as he walks up the stairs. “Love you too.” Em shouts out the window as she drives off. “Lord let this gig be something.” Oj said to himself.

*play So Fresh, So Clean.

“Ain’t nobody dope as me…. I’m just so fresh, so clean!”

“So fresh and so clean, clean!” Em shouted as she pulled up to her Airbnb. Damn, this is nice. After a long and deep sigh, she said “Ok, here we go.” She started taking out her luggage and walked in. After some time her stomach started to growl and ache. “Damn, I’m hungry. I’m pretty sure there’s a market down the street I saw.” She said as she grabbed her keys.

Y/N’s POV

“Carrots, milk, meat, water, chips, and fruit.” You said to yourself as you walked into the store. As you scanned through the aisles, you decided to get your chips first. Here we go, Salt and Vinegar. Ohhh they have butter pretzels! As you were trying to decide on which chips to buy, a girl comes down the aisle humming which sounded like Family’s Ties. “Jumpin' in that-...Summon that bitch” The girl sang softly as scanned the aisle for cookies. She noticed you were lost in thought and said “Just get both, baby!” The girl said. “What?” You said turning around with a questioning look.

The girl was leaning on the basket looking you up and down with a sly smile. She was wearing high-waisted jean shorts with a Chicago button-up jersey. Couldn’t deny it, but she was kinda fine. You thought. “I said, just get both, baby.” She exclaimed chuckling. “Oh….OH!” You said laughing finally understanding. “Oh trust me I will.” You said as you placed the bags in your basket. You both stare at each for a couple of seconds before you smile. “Well have a good day!” You say as you walked off. “You too!” The girl said watching you walk away.

You smile to yourself feeling butterflies in your stomach. Ok, where’s the milk? You think as you continue shopping. As you clear your list you noticed you haven’t gotten your fruits. Hmmm, I kinda want grapefruit and strawberries. You thought as you walked toward the produce section. While browsing through the different grapefruits the girl from earlier walked up next to you, and took the grapefruit out of your hand. She started to check to see if it was good. “Definitely take this one! It’s perfect. It’s sweet, juicy, and plump.” She said slowly while looking at you with low eyes. Your eyes grew big and your thoughts ran wild. Gosh, the things I’d let her do to m-… No Y/N, you don’t even know this girl!

“I-I-“ You say as you tried to find the words to say. “I hope to see you again, beautiful! The names Emerald by the way!” The girl said before placing the fruit in your cart. “And I wasn’t just describing the fruit.” She whispered close to your ear, your knees getting weak. “See ya, babe!” She said before walking off. A chill ran down your body sending it straight to your…Nope, Nope we don’t know them. You cleared your thoughts before going to check out.

Emerald’s POV

“Mark, you know I can’t go. I have to start shooting tomorrow and I have to be there super early.” She said to her friend on the phone. “Oh come on, Em! It’s your first night in LA, and I want it to be special!” Mark exclaimed with pleading eyes. “Mark-“ Emerald started. “Only for like two hours maybe three. And hey, you might meet someone.” Mark said laughing. “I’m only here for business, but two hours wouldn’t hurt.” Emerald said as Mark smiled. “Yes, I’d known you come around! I promise to have you home by at least one.” Mark said. “One, Mark I can’t-“ Emerald was cut off by the sound of the call ending. “Did this nigga just hung up on me.” Emerald said while laughing.*Be ready by 10, I’ll pick you up* A message I got from Mark.

Y/N’s POV

*Play Throw Sum Mo~Rae Sremmurd*

“Franklins (Hunnids) rainin’ on your bodyyyyy….Rainin’ on your bodyyy!”

You sang softly as your friend slowly grinded on you to the beat. “Ayeeee!” You shout. “This is my song!” Your friend Jayden said as she started dancing regularly. “No one here is cute, I kinda wanna leave.” Jayden said frowning. “Just wait, it’s only 10. You know people don’t pop out until after 11:00. And besides this will probably be the last time we go out for a while. We have the project coming up you know.” You said trying to cheer her up. “I guess, but can we get some drinks.” She said pleading. “Yeah, but not too much the shooting starts tomorrow.” You say as y’all walked to the bar. “Whatever mom!” Jayden said while rolling her eyes. “Four shots of Patron please!” You say shouting over the music.

As you waited for your shots, someone across the club catches your eye. Is that the girl from the grocery store? What was her name? Emery no Emra- Your thoughts were occupied when your friend said the shots were ready. “Oh thank you.” You said as the bartender placed the drinks down. I won’t lie, drinking was never your thing for real. However smoking, now that’s another story. “Girl, Hurry up I wanna go dance again!” Jayden said as she swallowed down the last shot. “Awww, shit! That’s some strong stuff.” You said with your face scrunched up. “Bitch, come on.” Jayden said. “I’m coming, I’m coming.” You said as she dragged you to the floor.

*play Come Closer-Wizkid*

“Came into the game, no one replace me… Me love my Hennessy straight with no chaser.”

As I started to whine my hips, I felt someone behind me. As you turn around about to go off, you are shocked to find Emerald dancing behind you. Your eyes grew big, but she gave you a reassuring look calming you down. “Yeah baby come closer!” She sung to you as she continued to dance with you. You turn back around relaxing as you pressed your ass against her core. Grabbing your waist she started to match your rhythm to the music.

While you feel Emerald gently grind against, you feel your core tighten around nothing. You turn around and put your arms around her shoulders. Before slowly whining your hip toward the floor dragging your hand down her body, keeping eye contact the whole way down. “I never properly introduced myself, my name is Y/N.” You said, as you slowly came up from the ground looking at her with low eyes. She slowly grabbed your neck and pulled you close. You felt your lips brush, but before you could go in for a kiss she pulls away. “Thanks for the dance, Y/N. It was fun.” She said as she gave you a quick smirk while walking off.

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