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ahoodgirl · 2 years
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So...
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I know my writing has been a bit, eh, lately, but I'm hoping to change that once I start this Cal fic. I really like the back story of it and everything, but but you know, writers block can be a bitch at times, especially at times when you're into something you're writing. So, below this info, I'm going to tell you guys what it's about and what made me want to write this.
I got the inspo mainly from a picture, from a game app I'm currently playing on my phone — which I will put under the title of this — and a few of Calum that fits the description of what I'm going for.
Here's a little exert from my head that I envisioned;
Calum sits in a chair, listening to his associate Samantha Makynzie, negotiate a price for his upcoming soccer contract. They way she bites her lips and purse them as they argue about a price. The only thing he can think about at the moment, is their kiss the other night. The way they made out in her kitchen, after they came home from a meeting, and winning a negotiation between two other associates from their so called soccer star, after Calum's team had beat them, 8 - 3. They wanted him on their team but Calum told them no, that he only works for winning teams, and for the right price.
He remembers the way he made her squirm under him with just the touch of his lips roaming her neck, leaving small purpleish bruises behind as he kisses his way down her collar bone to finally reach her chest— as Samantha's voice interrupts his thoughts, "Calum, you ready? These managers don't know to negotiate a price the right way. Let's go." "Huh? Oh right. Yes, Miss Makynzie. Let's head back to your place. There's something important that we need to discuss."
Please let me know what you guys think, if there's anything you like or if anything needs to be fixed or changing, please send me any questions you have — here — and I'll get to them as soon as possible. Thanks!
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malumsmermaid · 3 years
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hi! could you do numbers 1 and 14 from the random dialogue prompt list with Calum? thanks!
#1 “Why...why did you take your shirt off?”
#14 “If you truly believe you can get me out of bed before 10am then you’re delusional.”
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7am
You were snuggled down in your bed, enjoying a pleasant dream when you felt someone shaking you. You grumbled, rolling over and wrapping your arms tighter around the pillow. As you tried to navigate back into your dream the shaking grew more persistent. “Better be a fuckin earthquake doing all that shaking and not my boyfriend.” You mumble, finally opening your eyes to in fact, see your boyfriend standing over you.
“Hey,” Calum started, smiling, “just wanted to see if you’d want to join me for Duke’s walk.”
You squinted at him, pausing to check the time, only to discover it was barely after seven. You looked around for Duke, finding the small dog burrowed under the blankets Calum had cast aside, also giving his father the side eye. “If you truly believe you can get me out of bed before 10am then you’re delusional.” You said, pulling the blankets around you tighter again.
Calum laughed, leaning down to give you a morning kiss. “You know Duke doesn’t get up that early either. I was just asking before I went in the backyard for a bit. I’ll come back for my two sleepyheads later.”
You nodded, already letting your eyes droop close again. “Be safe.” you mutter as you settle back in to sleep.
9:15am
You were awoken again, but this time by a sweet kiss. “Before you say anything about the time,” Calum whispered, “I’m technically not getting you out of bed.”
You hummed, eyes opening as Calum pulled away and immediately landing on the tray of breakfast sitting on his side of the bed. You gave him a smile, sitting up and waiting for Calum to get settled before he brought the tray to rest between the two of you. 
You began eating and the longer you sipped on your coffee, the more your brain caught up, finally noticing a small detail had changed with Calum between when he first woke you up and now. “Why....why did you take your shirt off?” You managed after swallowing a bite of food.
“Wouldn’t think you’d be one to complain.” Calum retorted with a wink, but continued on after taking a forkful of breakfast. “Went for a swim after I worked out to cool off a bit.”
You nodded slowly, now getting a slight whiff of chlorine over the warm food as Calum moved closer. You both continued to eat until your plates were empty and Calum picked up the tray again. “Gonna go clean up while you get ready for Duke’s walk. Sound good?”
You agreed, but not before posing for another good morning kiss from Calum.
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deanstead · 2 years
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General 9 for Matt Casey and reader family
Pairing: Matt Casey x Reader
Word Count: 291
Prompt: Are they dead?
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Warnings: mentions of injuries
A/N: This could have been interpreted in a few ways but this was what hit me so I went with it, hope it isn’t too far from what you wanted!
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“Are they dead?”
The three words had been clanging in his head ever since he’d gotten the call from the hospital - when he’d been talking to Boden, when they’d taken everyone off service for a bit, as Kelly stood next to him in the waiting room, casting glances at him.
So those were the first words out of his mouth when Will came out into the waiting room.
Kelly shot him a worried glance before he looked back at Will.
“Matt, they’re okay.” Will paused, as he watched the expression on Matt’s face change. “Y/N has a few fractured ribs and a punctured lung but they’re all okay.”
Matt took a shaky breath, just glad his worst fear hadn’t come true. “Come on, I’ll take you to them.”
Matt glanced at Kelly, who nodded and followed him through while everyone else waited.
“Daddy!” The twins catapulted their way into his arms the moment they saw him and Matt just held them close, before his eyes flicked to you.
Kelly patted his shoulder. “I’ll take them.”
“Hey guys, how about we go get some snacks?” Kelly asked, the twins glancing at their father who nodded before they ran towards Kelly.
You were smiling by the time Matt made it to your bedside.
“Matt, I’m okay.” You whispered. “Just a little sore but Connor said it’s to be expected.”
Matt sighed, leaning closer towards you, putting a hand gently at the top of your head. “When I got the call, I thought…”
“We’re fine.” You reassured again, knowing just by the look in his eyes that he’d been really scared.
Matt pressed a kiss to your forehead as he closed his eyes, once again glad that his worst fears hadn’t come true.
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calpops · 2 years
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he does | c.h.
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The perfect wedding.
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The day is perfect.
The flowers are in bloom. The sun shines. The altar is beautiful.
The groom is perfect.
His dark eyes are shining, trailing down the aisle, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
It’s a familiar smile. One you’ve seen a thousand times. One he’s given you around a laugh he tries to keep quiet. One that says more than his words can. One that speaks love into the air. A smile that was meant especially for you.
The bouquet in your hands shakes but you see the love that softens his face and you know there’s no stopping it.
You’re lost in the glamor of black and white, remembering fog drifting through the late night sky. His giggles as you compared the dark of the sky to his eyes. The dimple in his cheek you poked before he enveloped your hand with his. A bare ring finger begging for a promise squeezing against the back of your hand. Lifelines joining.
You’re lost in the way he sways at the altar, remembering the sway of a dance under the stars. The way his hands had settled on your waist and felt just right. The taste of his lips on yours as he whispered promises against them. The notion that someday a dance would be shared in front of family and friends, but the world behind you wouldn’t matter, you’d be too wrapped up in your husband’s arms to care about anything else.
You’re lost in the flowers living on the arch, remembering summer nights in twinkling gardens with cobblestone paths. Flowers tucked in your hair, tucked in his hair, spilling out of pockets. Petals trailing from the front door to the bedroom. The hope they may someday lead you to him and the altar.
You’re lost in the crowd of happy faces, eyes filled with tears, remembering the way they had tracked down your cheeks on an unusually cold night. The fingers that had gently wiped them away. The shaking breath that collided with the cold air. The arms that enveloped you. The way you wanted, wished and willed for them to never ever let you go.
You’re lost in the words of promise that echo through the crowd. Remembering vows you weren’t sure he could keep. Words that sounded too good to be true.
He smiles again. That familiar smile. The one that was meant for you.
He smiles at her as you stand by her side.
Your “best friend”.
His bride.
She’s more than you’ll ever be. More than a fleeting summer romance under the stars. More than wine drunk smiles and wandering hands. More than midnight moments of whispered secrets. More than flowers in pockets. More than empty promises.
She’s a lifetime. A toast of champagne and delicate fingers tucking hair behind ears. She’s lurid against the morning sun, wrapped up in slept in sheets. She’s bouquets and arrangements. She’s the vow he can keep that leaves his lips and lives in his eyes. She’s the perfect bride for the perfect groom.
The perfect couple.
You are abandoned.
Betrayed.
By him and then her.
Writhing in the heart ache of being alone. Of not being enough. Of standing by her side when she didn’t have your back or care about your broken heart.
Only broke it further.
He promises himself to her.
She says “I do” and he does too.
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ahoodgirl · 7 months
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the space between | k.b.
▪︎ summary: a house party changes to a party at pool house down the street; Kane Brown & Restless Road provide music; Caroline & Kane get into a game of pool then things get spicy towards the end.
▪︎ relationship: KB & Caroline Thomas
▪︎ words: 2,057
▪︎ rating: pg 13
▪︎ author's note: this is part 1 of two; Kane isn't married & doesn't know Katelyn yet in this / before Kane & Kate met.
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the invitation was sent a week ago; some receiving them by the 4th day, others already having it. Another house party. The theme? All black. "Music will be provided my Kane Brown and Restless Road. Location has been changed to the pool hall down the road from the previous location. Please dress accordingly," I sigh, "well, could be worse." "Party will start at 7p and run until 2a. Please do not drive. As a safety precaution, you will have a driver come pick you up as a dd. Be ready when they arrive. Attached below is a picture of the car and license plate number that is picking you up. DO NOT GET IN A STRANGERS CAR. If you are not dressed in accordance to theme, you will be escorted out and driven back home." "Well damn. I guess I need to get ready then."
I get a shower and wash everything from my head to my toes. I then get out and dry off, looking for something black and sexy, going trough my closet until I find my 'seriously sexy' tight black faux leather pants, putting it on over my black lace panties. I then remember I have a spaghetti strap black lack crop-top so I put that on over my nipple covers. Knowing it was cool outside, I grab my black leather jacket and put it on.
Next was jewelry; I grabbed my gold chain necklace with a heart on it and put it on. For the final look, I grab my favorite smelling perfume and spray it all on me. I make sure I have everything before heading downstairs to wait for the driver.
The driver came and picked me up and drove about 20 minutes until we pulled up and I got out. We were each given a number to hold onto, to know what car to get into.
By the time I went to the door and my outfit was approved, the music started, hearing everything from the bass to the drums, filling everyones ears with pure enjoyment. I open the second set of double-doors and walk in, my eyes scanning the entire room until they land on the band playing in the far left corner. I recognize the song as 'What Ifs' by KB & LA. I grab a quick drink from the bartender then make my way to the dance floor. I sway my hips back and forth to the beat as I casually sip on my drink, enjoying the song. They finish that one and play another one that I'm unfamiliar with, but I enjoy enjoy listening to. Kane's sitting on a stool with a mic stand in front of him.
They finish the song and say their taking a short 10 minute break. I walk by the stairs as i head to the bartender, and see a sign hanging in front saying 'upstairs off limits for party guests. will only be used by band and employees.' "Damn," I thought to myself as I grab another drink and head to an empty pool table and start playing by myself. I rack the balls then grab the cue and position it in front of the others.
I find a good pool-stick and take my first shot. It hits and balls fly everywhere on the table, as two solid balls pocket themselves—#3 & #7—on different sides of the table. As i line up my next shot, I hear a voice behind me say "nice shot, but be a little more heavy handed next time." I turn around and see Kane standing a few inches away, sipping on a beer. He wearing his infamous black jeans with a few holes, along with a green plaid shirt, a watch and his 'miracle' hat. His sleeves are rolled up just under his elbow, showing off all his tattoos. "Oh yeah? Then why don't you come over here and show me how to do it?" He sets his beer down and grabs the poolstick from my hand and lines up a shot, hitting it with a little force and the yellow #1 pockets in the side.
"Give me back my pool stick." I go to grab it, but he yanks it back, earning him a groan from me. "After I finishing playing my set, we're playing a few games to see who's better. Deal?" I roll my eyes, "and what does the winner get?" "The winner makes the loser follow them around and do whatever they tell them to." Kane sticks his hand out and I shake it a few seconds later. He goes to set up for the rest of the songs, and I play until all balls have been pocketed, and walk over to wait for the band to continue.
As they start up the next song, I down the rest of my drink and set it to the side. They play a sad song, then play a song I instantly recognize as 'like a rodeo'. This is the first time I'm hearing the acoustic version. It gets me in the mood to sway my hips to the beat and flip my hair back and forth. I close my eyes as I let myself feel the bass in my veins and dance to lyrics.
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I've drunk two & ½ beers during their set and he says their playing the last song for the night, but a dj will be taking over until 2a. The song? Lose it. Love it.
The way he's singing and showing off his tattoos got my heart fluttering so bad. The violin guy knows what he's doing. So effortless but yet so smooth. The song comes to a close and he sings the final lyrics, "girl I lose it, yeah I lose it" and everyone erupts into applause and hollers. I see he look my way and moves his eyes to the pool tables, then walks off stage. I take my time following him until he stops in front of the 'no party guests' sign then sighs, "fuck. I forgot about that. Hang on a sec." I nod my head and step to the side while I wait for him to return.
He walks to the party-thrower owner and talks to him about letting me go up with him, and eventually nodding his head. Kane walks back over to me with the biggest shit-eatting grin I've seen since arriving a few hour beforehand. "Let me guess, you had to say you wanted to invite me upstairs with you to play pool just for me to be able to go past the sign?" "Yeah, but after we play a few games, you have to come back down here. We do have a time limit of an hour, though." I smile and finish my drink then say, "that's plenty of time for me to whoop your ass in pool." "I guess we'll see. Come on." He moves the sign to side then puts it back after we walk up.
He says he has a special table he likes to play on. We walk farther and I see an all-decked-out, totally customized red and black pool table. I whistle in appreciation of the color and look over at Kane, who is already grabbing his also customized pool stick, ready for anything. "Okay, Kane. I see you. But you gon' be in trouble once i'm done with you." I put my stuff to the side and grab a purple & black stick and get it ready. We do rock, paper & scissors to see who goes first and just out of luck, Kane wins. "Hell yeah!" He lines up his shot, pulls the stick back and lets go as the cue ball hits the others and they scatter across the table, but sadly none pocket.
I smile and look at the table then ask Kane, "do you have a preference on solids or stripes?" "Well, I normally go for stripes but," "okay!" I find the 9ball and hit it straight in. "You really had to do that?" I nod my head, "oh yeah. Anything to win. Step back," I see the striped 11 directly in front of him, so I set it up, pushing my ass back as far as I can without him noticing—knowing he's getting an eye full right now—as I pull back the cue stick, and let it hit, watching the ball go directly in the corner pocket.
I stand up and turn to Kane saying with a smirk, "I guess you won't get to play. Thats too bad," I turn back around and find another ball, pot that one and one more, before I miss the next one. I guess Kane does get to play. Damn.
He sets his sights on the two solid balls by the corner—#1 & #4—eventually deciding on #4 and pockets it in the corner, then pocketing the #1 on the other side. While he sets up another ball, he starts making small talk, bringing up conversation about my outfit.
"Not that I'm complaining, but what made you decide to wear that spaghetti strap shirt?" "I don't know, I bought it a year ago and only wore it twice, so I guess I wanted to just, let it out again. It's really comfortable, and along with these faux leather pants, it just goes so well together. I added the jacket just in case it gets cold." He pockets his third ball, but misses the fourth ball. I pocket my fifth & sixth ball, but miss the seventh.
"You know, that plaid shirt looks good with you black undershirt & ripped pant. And especially good with all those tattoos your showing off." The second I say that second sentence, he misses and I see him squeeze his eyes, but smile. "You just said that so I'd miss, didn't you?" "Maybe, maybe not. You'll never know."
I stand in front of the #15 ball and as I hit it, Kane decides to cough, making the ball hit the side. I stand up and turn to him, getting right up in his face saying, "you did that in revenge, didn't you?" He shrugs his shoulder, "maybe, maybe not. You'll never know. Now if you'll excuse me, it's my turn." I close my eyes and step to the side as he steps up the the table and in turn, pockets all his balls in except for the #7. "My turn." I make sure my ass is on full display as I pocket the #15 and go to set up the #8, but miss by ½ an inch. "Damn it." I hear him laugh from behind me and stands on the other side of the table, facing me then says, "don't worry, I won't hurt you too bad."
He hits his seventh and as he goes to set up the eight ball, I slowly walk to around the table, stopping beside him, feeling up his tattoos, walking behind him and stopping on the other side, as I sit on pool table, making sure he's looking in my eyes then whisper "you miss this, and you won't ever see me again, get to touch me or even kiss me, ever," in his ear and step back, never loosing eye contact. He takes his shot, and watches as the eight ball rolls and perfectly pockets in the middle.
Knowing that we've been up here for well over an hour, he grabs my hand and pulls me downstairs with him, talking the the band about spending some personal quality time by himself and with me, and eventually getting the keys to their hotel room.
I smile as we get in his dd's car and he takes us the the hotel. During the drive, he starts kissing every inch of me from collarbone, my neck and my jaw, up to my lips, making out until we reach our destination. We thank him and went inside to the elevator and continued our kissing until the elevator stops on level 8, both of us stepping out and walking down the hall until we stop at the door.
Kane looks me in my eyes and asks me a question, "are you sure you want to do this? We don't have to but it's up to you..." I look at him, and bite my lip, "i....,"
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ahoodgirl · 2 years
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ahoodgirl's upcoming fics
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So I have two Cal fics that are in the works and hopefully I can post them both before the end of the year, but I'll do my best.
1. the soccer stars' associate {soccerstar!cal} — this is something that I really got into about a month & ½ ago; it's basically just smut, but like helping Calum with his soccer contracts and getting seriously close.
2. teen pregnancy, he's yours; 4yrs later pt. ii {dad!cal / boxer!cal} — this is part 2 of my teen pregnancy fic with Calum. He picks up boxing on the side to help with the pregnancy and for the baby.
These are my two main fics that I am working on at the moment. Please let me know if you want to know anything else about these, and if you want to read a little bit of one.
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ahoodgirl · 2 years
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𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝 5.10
𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓲 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓭. 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝓶𝓮 𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻.
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ahoodgirl · 1 year
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ℍ𝕖𝕪 𝕂𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕒𝕔𝕤!
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𝑠𝑜 𝑖'𝑚 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝐶𝐾 𝑓𝑖𝑐 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑓𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑡ℎ𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑐, ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑚 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡... ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑤𝑜 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠; 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑓𝑒 (𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑐) 𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑛𝑎𝑛𝑡. 𝑆𝑜, 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦 𝑏𝑒?
𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒.
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ahoodgirl · 2 years
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his best friend {christian kane fic}
▪︎summary: Christian and Lilly are best friends, but it was never like that. Lilly remembers the time in college where he finally says something to her and confesses to her why he never said anything, and how they parted after Christian graduated and went into the army and becomes best friends after he retired. She finally tells him "I know you still have feelings for me so, why don't you show me what I was missing, and why it took you another 2 years to show me what I mean to you."
▪︎requested: no
▪︎pairing: Christian Kane & best friend Lilly Rose
▪︎rating: smut, 18+ only
▪︎what to listen to: thinking of you by Christian Kane
▪︎words: 2,500+
▪︎author's note: Kaniacs, this one is for you! I wrote this in three days. This one is gonna be really long, like maybe more than 2k words. Please let me know what you think, and send feedback here. Enjoy!
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Christian had invited me over tonight to cook for me, but what he nor I knew was that his buddies would show up two hours later, leaving me up here all by myself while they were in his man cave down in the basement.
Here's the thing, I've had a crush on him ever since we were in high school, but he's never once looked me in the eye or say anything to me in the halls. Until college happened.
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I was a sophomore and he was a junior. I was invited to a frat party where a lot of my friends were most of the time.
I was talking with one of my friends (the one who invited me), having fun and laughing at some of the stupid things people were doing, until I heard his voice. I look up and see him walking down the steps. He talks to a few people, hug some guys on the way down and kisses a few girls on the cheek before looking around and finding my eyes in the crowd. He smiles at me. I roll my eyes and finish the drink in my hand and throw it away.
I walk as fast as I can to the kitchen until a strong grip on my wrist pulls me back and traps me against the wall. It was then when I noticed the long hair around the person's neck that I instantly knew who it was. "Christian what the hell are you doing? After 6 years of not saying a single damn word to me, let alone even noticing me, why now? Hmm?" He rolls his eyes and let's go of my wrists. "I've seen you around, just never had the balls to actually come up to you and say anything."
I scoff, "you know that's bull. So what gives, huh?" I say grabbing me and 'no-balls over here' a beer and lean against the island as I continue. "Did you lose a bet to one of your buddies? Maybe poker? Or trying to impress another lady friend Kane?" He mimes my words then chugs the rest of his beer and throws it away. "No. I just finally realized what a dumbass I was for not saying anything to you, and manned up to come talk to you. What are you doing here, anyways Lilly, huh?" "I was invited." He scoffs, "by who?" that attitude of his is gonna get him in trouble one day. "Looks to your left. Blonde hair, blue eyes, short skirt, low shirt, flirting your friend," "Kristin?" "Uh-huh." Whatever. But for real though, how you been?" "You mean since we graduated and you never said a single damn word to me?" I say, poking his chest with my finger as my voice gets louder with every word.
He takes my beer from my grasp and throws it away then grabs my wrists and pins them on either side of me then leans in to whisper in my ear, "I've had a crush on you since I first saw you in the hallway on the first day of school. I just thought you didn't like me, or that I was out if your league." "y-you, had a, crush, on me? I-I," I clear my throat and continue, "I had no idea. I j-just thought, would've thought that someone like you, would never like a person like me." He backs up and looks at me in my eyes for the first time and says, "Well your wrong, sweetheart. I've always like you. I just made it like I never noticed you, but I've always noticed you, Lil. And my feelings got in the way of that." I close my eyes and feel him run his hands down my shoulders and down my arms before putting one of his hands under my chin and bringing it up for me to look in his eyes.
"I have always feelings for you. And they will never go away. Ever. No matter what happens to us after college, I will always have feelings for you." I see him look down to my lips then back up to my eyes. All the guys I've walked by since being here has just looked at my lips and my ass, but never respected me, never ever knew me but just somehow wanted to get in my pants. Christian though, even though he didn't have the balls to say anything to me in the past 6 years, he was always kind to people, and never wanted to get into a girl's pants just to do it.
He, always had a smile on his face when I saw him walking the halls. Maybe he did get into a few fights here and there, but they for the right thing.
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I'm pulled from my memory when I hear Christian and his guys getting loud. I walk down to the bottom of the stairs where I'm met with a door. I put my ear against it and listen.
I hear them talking about life and work, then I hear one of the guys ask him about me, and if we were a thing.
"We're best friends. Have been for 2 years. After I retired from the army I found her at a coffee shop with one of her friends. We reconnected and hung out, but then i found out she had a boyfriend. She seemed happy." "Okay, but what about after they broke up? Were you happy?" "In a way, yeah. I had a chance to get back with her, since the time we were in college. I missed her." Its quiet for a moment, until I hear them talking again. "Dude, just talk to her. Tell her how you're feeling. Don't lose her again." "Thanks man." I smile and walk back up to the kitchen and watch TV, when more memories flood back in my brain.
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He cradles my cheek with the hand under my chin, and slowly leans in, lingering for a moment before softly brushing his lips against mine, and I just stand there kissing him back. My hands run through his hair as we continue kissing right there in the kitchen enjoying the moment. No being able to breathe, we part from the kiss and look up at each other. Not know what to do next, Christian grabs my hands and pulls me to an empty room as the buzz of the party gets quieter. He looks around for a second until his eyes lands on a couch across from us. He pulls me to it and sits in the middle then I straddle his legs and we continue making out, leaving a hickey on my neck and one of my boobs. He kisses my neck as I bite my lip to keep a moan from spilling from my lips.
We were a thing. We never hooked up, but yet could never keep our hands off each other. A year later when he was a senior and I was a junior, it was the same thing; we made out most of the time and studied the rest.
When we were at frat parties we talked and hung out with other friends for most of the time, but once it got too much, we found each other and made out in abandoned rooms.
Things took a turn after he graduated. He was joining the army, and would never see him again for the next 7 years. I'd be lying if I told myself I wouldn't miss him.
I helped him pack his huge duffle bag with clothes and his toiletries. It was silent between the two of us in his room in the frat house. I didn't like this and I know he didn't either, but he's talked about this for so long, to help better our country. I understood him and what it meant to him to want to serve and everything, but we both knew what that meant for us as well.
I grab his necklace and sit on his bed, playing with it. He looks over and sees a small tear fall from my eye. I hear him sigh, then walk over to me and bend down to where he was eye level with me, and grabbed my hands. "Look, I don't like this part either. It's the worst, I know, but if we still have feelings for each other after I get out, then we can find each other and continue where we left off, okay?" I nod my head as he wipes my tear away and cradles my cheek in his hand, rubbing his thumb on my chin. He closes the gap between us and brushes his lips against mine. After the kiss he parts and looks at his watch then sighs. "I have to go, my ride will be here soon." I nod my head, wipe my tears and stand up with him. He grabs his bag with one hand and with his other one laces his finger with my hand.
We walk down the stairs together to the front door then stop. He drops his bag, and grabs both my hands and pulls me into a hug. He lingers into the hug for what feels like forever until his phone rings. We break apart and he answers the call. "Yeah, I'll be right there, okay." He hangs up and puts his phone back into his pocket and then looks at me. "I have to go." "Is there enough time for one more kiss?" "I'm sure the guys can wait another minute." I smile as he leans in and we kiss for a few seconds, then part. "I'll miss you, Christian." He smile, "I'll miss you too, Lilly." He grabs his bag and kisses my forehead then walks out, leaving and not seeing each another for 7 years.
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I guess I fell asleep on the couch, because now I awaken—somewhat but not letting him know—to being carried up the stairs and into where I'm guessing is his room. He gently lays me down and covers me with a blanket. I feel him kiss my forehead then leave the room and head back downstairs to the guys.
I wake up a few hours later in his bed (not like you think) and then I suddenly remember how I got here; Christian.
I turn to look at the clock—8:24am—and sit up. I pull the covers off me and walk to the bathroom and pee. After I pee, I wash my face and brush my teeth then put on a pair of shorts and a different shirt. I grab my phone from the nightstand and slide it in my back pocket then head downstairs.
I get to the bottom step and stop when I hear Christian singing. I smile at the sound of his voice, and recognize the song he's singing — thinking of you — his own song. So I guess he's thinking about me.
I walk into the kitchen and see him cooking breakfast. I sit on one of the barstools and clear my throat. He turns to me and smiles. "Hey, Lilly. I was just um," he clears his throat and continues, "I was making some breakfast. Would you like some?" I get off the stool and walk towards him. The closer I get, the more nervous he gets. "What's wrong, C? Why so nervous?" I walk around him setting my hand on his back and stop in front of the stove.
"It smells good, but," I sigh and turn to look at him, "I don't think that's the reason why your so nervous, Kane. I think," I walk back around and stop in front of the refrigerator and grab the orange juice and shut it then pour me some in a glass and look him in his eyes and continue my sentence. "I think you've been thinking about us in college, and maybe a few of your buddies said something to you last night about me, and you and us." I take a sip of my orange juice, and walk up close to him and finish, "I know you still have feelings for me, I know I do. So, why don't you show me how you feel, and why it took you another two damn years to show me what I actually mean to you."
In the blink of an eye, he's turned the stove completely off and comes up to me me kisses me with passion and love all while backing me up til my back hits the island counter. In one swift movement he's picked me up and set me down on the island and starts kissing my neck and shoulder and just all over.
I unbutton his shirt and pull it off him, throwing it somewhere across the room. I move my hands to his belt buckle, undo the button and unzip his pants and in one swift movement push his jeans down to his ankle and he steps out of them. We return to kissing as he pulls my shirt over my head and he throws it somewhere behind the island. I wrap my legs around his waist and he picks me up and takes me to the couch, laying me down on my back.
I shimmy out of my pants and push them down past my ankles and toss them behind me. He starts kissing my neck, down my collarbone and to my chest where he kisses and leaves a hickey behind on my left boob. I sit up just enough for him to undo my bra and pull it off me, leaving me in just my black pair of panties.
"I have waited for this," Christian says out of breath, "since that time we made out at the party in the frat house." Well then, it's about time he fessed up. To be honest, so have I but you know, when the time is right, the time is right and you can't argue with that.
"Why don't you show me just how much you wanted this, hmm?" I feel him smile in my neck and he moves his lips to mine and we kiss in sync to each other heart beats.
He pulls my panties down, and I do the same with his boxers. I look into his eyes and see the desire and passion in them; he actually cares.
He lines himself up with my entrance and pushes inside, a growly moan spilling out from his lips.
This moment right here is a long time coming for the both of us. Finding each other after 8 years of being apart, that meant so much to me even though I was with someone, and that ended after 8 months.
His voice in my ear pulls me back to reality; "I missed you so much while I was in the army. I never stopped thinking about you." My breath hitches in my throat as I reach my high, Christian coming right after me.
We pull apart from each other and laugh. "So, does this mean we're, together?" I chuckle at his question and respond, "you tell me, cowboy. Is that what you want?" He leans in and kisses my lips and pulls back, "I would like nothing more than for you to be my girlfriend." "I agree with you, Christian. You are now officially my boyfriend."
Sorry the end was so, eh. I didn't know what else to write. I had to update it because it was supposed to have smut and the first post didn't have it.
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ahoodgirl · 2 years
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Hey there
Favourite 5SOS songs lyrics?
My favorite 5sos songs lyrics... has to be from complete mess, specifically lyrics that calum sung (he is my favorite). {look below this for the lyrics I adore most}
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Hang on to moments like they'll never drift away
'Cause you'll never get to say goodbye
I ask no questions as your colors take their hold
As my darkness turns to gold inside
I learned my lesson when I felt you slip away
And I'm missing out on half my life
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ahoodgirl · 2 years
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an update...
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Since I posted in April that I'd be making/starting a fic about ceo!calum and soccer!calum all put in to one, the post has recent gotten substantially more and more adored and loved. So, I figured I'd give you lovely guys and gals an update! I've been working on it, and it's definitely getting better each time. But I have also been having writers block, and well, you know how that goes. So, without further adieu — i hope that's spelled right — below is a small taste of what's to come;
I wanted to get back at it, I had a love for it. So I took two months of my life, and my love life (which was already crumbling), off to study more of businesses, entrepreneurships, and pretty much everything consisting of books and exams, and got myself back in the business.
I was looking for something when I came across Mr. Hood's ad, saying he was in search of an associate.
Which brings us back to where I am now — in the waiting room of Mr. Hood's office waiting for my name to be called out, so I can be brought to his personal office space where they are making decisions around the clock— "Samantha Makynzie?" About time. "Yes, that's me." I respond as I stand up from my chair and smooth down my dress.
I follow the lady to the back where she brings me to Mr Hood's personal office then stops. "Wait here," she gestures to the chair sat in front of his office, and I take a seat.
She goes inside and exchanges a word with Mr. Hood before walking back out to me, "he will see you now." I smile and stand back up then walk into the office. "Good morning Mr. Hood. I would like to thank you for this opportunity to prove to you that I am the perfect person for the job." He's wearing an all black suit, no tie, but black boots. I see him look me up and down then smiles hesitantly before speaking, "what makes you think your the perfect person for the job? Have you even been in the business endstry before?" "Yes sir I have. My uncle had a business for 30 years before I came along. He need more help and he knew I studied business and entrepreneurship in college so he hired me and I've been the front of the business for the past 4 years now, until he quit entirely 2 months ago to spend more time with family." "Hmm, I see. And what was it that you did for four years, that can prove you're the right person for the job?" "I handled all of his meetings with his clients, took care of all of his paperwork, and dealt with his shitty attitude toward his attorneys and anything or anyone that got in his way of trying to ruin his reputation, his business and his family."
Mr. Hood looks at me then to his assistant then back at me and says, "well, you've definitely got attitude and that's what I need at my meetings. All the others just succumbed to their fears and gave up then quit the next day, or was fired right then." "Well, they didn't have what you were looking for in an associate." He chuckles and responds, " ...and that is...?" "A hardworking badass with attitude who will stop at nothing to make you happy." He sits up in his seat and smiles, "you're hired. Meet me here first thing in the morning at 8 am sharp, and not a second later." "Thank you Sir. See you first thing in the morning at 8." I leave his office with a smirk on my face as walk through the waiting room and past the front desk and finally out the front door and get inside my waiting cab and head to a taco joint.
Please feel free to let me know what you think, and if there's anything you think I should add to it.
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#author's note ;
Thank you guys for so much love you have shown to my previous post. I am doing everything I can to get this fic out before the end of july. If anyone has any questions or comments or if you just want to talk to someone, I'm here. Don't hesitate, and I promise you won't be a burden.
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ahoodgirl · 2 years
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coat-closet meet ups
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▪︎summary — no summary, just based off the 2nd picture from top, but in a frat house {if you're a nancy drew fan, you'll know what I'm talking about (s3e10)}.
▪︎words — 1,303
▪︎pairing — Calum Hood × Reagyn Everhart
▪︎warning(s) — a little fluff, but mainly smut
▪︎rating — 18+
▪︎author's note — just came up with this on the spot, so forgive me if it's everywhere at once.
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♡Reagyn POV♡
Bad girl, bad boy vibes. That was the theme for the party, and everyone was given a color (he got black, of course) and they had to match their partner/+1 or neither of them would get in.
Calum had invited me to the frat party that was going on tonight and told me about the theme, & that we both had to match.
We walked up to the front door, and stopped as the guard looked us over — Calum's hand was draped around my shoulder, his hair a literal mess, as I stood there looking at guy guarding the door — when I say to him, "well? Aren't you gonna let us in?" The guard grinned and let us through. I smiled a quick, 'thanks but it took you too long' look as we step inside the frat house, and see multiple bodies lingering everywhere throughout. I smiled as Calum looks over to me and says "I'll be back later doll," and quickly kisses my cheek before heading over to greet his friends and frat bros.
I scan the room multiple times before my eyes lands on a few of my friends, so I bounce over and say hi. One of my friends grabs me a drink from the kitchen, grabbing the red solo cup from her hand as I take a sip of drink of choice. It was dark and smoky, the flavor giving off whiskey bourbon notes.
Endless conversations means more drinks, as i opted for a Corona instead of drink of choice, and doing a few shots here and there with my girls. Speaking of girls, I'm in the middle of a conversation with one of my girls when I look over and see Calum in a conversation with one of his frat bros, talking about who know what. But as I continue staring, I see him smile as he takes a swig of his beer, laughing at a joke one of his guys said.
I take one more long swig before I excuse myself from the group and throwing my beer away before finding myself a quiet spot to think.
♤Calum POV♤
I take a few sips of my beer and conversate with my frat bros about girls and hooking up. I think about the time we almost kissed — me and reagyn — and I regret not doing it. I have feelings for her, but I'm afraid our friendship would get ruined, that's why I didn't kiss her that time in the common room.
My frat bro asked me if I was ever gonna make a move on her, i smiled, then told him "maybe, but it has to be the right time." He chuckles, "yeah, never would have pinned you for a 'right place, right time' kinda man," I laugh at his comment and take another swig of my beer.
From the corner of my eye I see someone walk away from a group so I turn my head and see Reagyn throwing her beer away, and heading upstairs. I hesitate for a minute, not sure if I should follow her, but I ignore my thoughts and excuse myself from the boys and take one last final swig of my beer and throw it away, as I hear the boys whistle and cat call, as I follow Reagyn up the stairs.
♡Reagyn POV♡
I quickly walk upstairs and find a coat closet to hide in for a little bit, hoping to God Calum doesn't see me come up here. I stand in front of a mirror and look myself up and down before I reach my hand up and fix my shirt then make sure my shoes are tied good; my attention is brought to the door as I hear two knocks, then opens to reveal Calum behind it.
He closes the door and walks in. "What are you doing here?" "I saw you leave your friends and came up here and i followed you to make sure you're okay." "I'm not, but why do you even care?" he chuckles, before continuing, "right now you're probably I don't care because I almost kissed you that time in the common room, and acted like I didn't." "Why didn't you kiss me, and why did you acted like you didn't want to, because it feels like an excuse... look, if don't want want to be with me or don't even give a damn about me––" "I can't stop thinking about you, about that night, how I regret not kissing you." I scoff, "care to elaborate on that?"
he subtlety removes his hands from his front pockets, "the way your hair smells like honey, the way your eyes light up the minute you find something that intrigues you... I know that if I were to kiss you that day, that I know I would be able to stop myself from doing something I would regret in front of everyone..." I look up at him, as he searches my eyes for something for, permission. When I didn't give him answer right away he stands down for a moment, the room silent between us.
I can see his eyes go back and forth between something before he looks up at me and I hear him whisper, "ah, what the hell," as he forgets about everything else and walks towards me with passion and kisses me with force, all while pushing me backwards until my back hits the wall with a thud, as I hike up one of legs around his torso and roam my hands against his chest and neck, Calum doing the same, as if we can't get enough of each other.
Calum hastily takes his leather jacket off, throwing it somewhere behind him. He grabs my face and pushes it away from him, hoping it will give him better leverage to my neck, as he makes quick work of kissing and sucking on every piece of skin possible. He unbuttons my jeans then unzips them as he pulls them down with my panties as they pool around my ankles. He then kneels down in front of me as he spreads my legs open as much as possible, before he dives in and starts eating me out and I grab onto the rack beside me, my back arching up in the process and my head falling back against the cool brick wall, all while trying to control my breathing.
♤Calum POV♤
I feel her shaking as I grab her ankles to steady me, and feel her breath hitch in her throat. "Hey, it's okay to let it out. Don't hold it back. Iwanna hear you scream and moan my name." "But... y-your friends..." "I don't care about that right now. I'll deal with it when the time comes but for now, I wanna make you feel good." Her eyelids flutter close as she nods her head, and I dive back in, not being able to hold myself back from making her feel so good, she'll forget why she was even mad at me in the first place.
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♡Reagyn POV♡ an hour later ♡
After fixing myself, I step out of the closet first and head back to my girls as they ask, "you good...?" and I reply with a smile, "yeah, I'm good, just had to have a personal moment alone to myself in the ladies room, but I'm good." I smile at my group of girls as I laugh at a joke my bff makes, glancing over to see Calum reunite with his boys. I stare a few seconds more, just long enough for Calum to see me, and throw a wink in my direction, as he takes a sip from the red cup in his hand, knowing that everything is gonna be okay.
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ahoodgirl · 7 months
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y'all...
I organized my undergarments drawer, along with my shorts and jeans, but I only took a video of this one.
Let me know what you think of it, and if you want me to do more content like this, or if i did too much.
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ahoodgirl · 1 year
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have an awesome bday!
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ahoodgirl · 1 year
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first kiss {c.k.}
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summary: sam jones is a lover of all things but when it comes to guitars and humming and attach to the guitar is a handsome cowboy, she starts to malfunction and everything starts to shut down.
pairings: christian and sam
requested: no
words: 455
person: 3rd
author's note: this is a quick 5/6 paragraph fluff about the dream I had last night of christian kane and being his girlfriend. please let me know what you think of it.
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When she saw him with his guitar just strumming humming it got her mesmerized, like she couldn't stop following him. every move he made, she mirrored it up until he came to a dead end and started to turn around. she didn't want him to see her following him so she stepped in a store and made herself a new client to whatever this clothing store is called.
she pretended to look at shirts as she keeps her eye on that handsome cowboy outside. she scans the bracelets that line the shelf and for a second gets distracted and upon not being able to find the man, starts to panic. as she frantically worries that she's lost him for good and that she'll never find him, in the corner if her eye she sees movement and turns to see him. the him that she just lost not even 2 seconds ago. he's shed the guitar and now is just sat on a chair looking out at the people in front. as she eyes him cautiously, she looks down to make sure she doesn't lose her balance, she looks back up to see two green eyes staring at her.
those green eyes never leave hers and he sits back with his arms rested on the chair and his eyebrows arched as high as they'll let him. it like they're pulling her in so far that she gets trapped and is never let go. she walks slowly towards him, mesmerized and lost in his eyes. he stands to me her as she approaches him and stops directly in front of him.
he could easily outpower her; her stance a 5'5" and his a 6'2", a 9" difference. they finally meet for the first time, since she was first mesmerized by his humming. he takes a step forward and stops the smiles and says his first word to her; "hi, I'm christian." she smiles and responds, "hi christian. I'm samantha but you can call me sam. nice to uh, finally meet you up close and uh, personal." He chuckles. "yeah, I know you've been following me. it's okay. I've been told I have mesmerizing voice." "now I'm embarrassed," she says as she rubs the back of her head.
they stand there and talk for a while, about her and about him until he closes his and sighs then steps forward and caresses his right hand on her cheek and slowly leans in until their lips meet and he kisses her for the first time. it's passionate yet so soft, like his lips are barely there. the kiss lasts for a little more than 20 seconds but after they pull back to breathe, it's a never-ending feel of happiness.
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ahoodgirl · 2 years
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Kaniacs!
I am posting a Christian fic tomorrow. I started it yesterday and I just need to finish a few things before I post it tomorrow.
Please let me know what you think, and spread the word about this and that I'm taking fic and imagine requests.
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