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courtingchaos · 1 year

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Blackberry + Smash

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!reader

Summary: Oh my god, it's your little day date! I wonder if he'll like your choice of nails?

Word Count:6.3k

A/N: Part 2 to Blackberry, still for @newlips milestone of love! I broke these up because I was having a hard time reading it all together and this part got, well, too long honestly. However it's fun and dirty just how we all like it. (18+ NSFW you know the drill)

The mirror in his bathroom isn’t lying to him, he sure is 32 and still has no idea how to dress himself. He’s gone through at least 6 versions of the same black outfit, only now realizing he owns nothing for a date. He scrubs a hand over his face and sighs.

Casual. It’s lunch, this ain’t rocket science and you’ve seen him covered in a multitude of stains and you still kissed him 9 days ago.

Yes he’s counting, has counted every day. Every boba tea he’s left since, every carton of cookies has a little heart drawn on it with an ‘E’ in the middle.

He wasn’t even this lovesick as a kid.

Eddie gives himself a disgusted scoff before ripping off his faded Megadeath tee. He lets himself have a little tantrum, stomping his feet around and whining. Rolling his head back and forth. Couldn’t you two just slide under his sheets and roll around for the rest of eternity? Then he wouldn’t have to worry about fuckin’ clothes! There’s a yell building in his chest but Jeff is sleeping and he won’t wake him, not with a full Friday night ahead of him. Instead he stalks off to his room to root around some more, looking for something less faded when his phone pings. A message from you: ‘holy shit, am I actually ready on time? 🖤’, and a picture that he immediately taps on.

It’s a mirror picture of your outfit. Black sweater, black pants, black shoes.

Oh what a fucking pair you’ll make. Dour food service workers in their mourning best.

He’s never been happier.

This also sets his nerves at ease. He can look normal. On top of his pile of clean laundry he finds his Hideout shirt and his good Metallica hoodie. Has one last moment of asking himself if he’s still actually 16 before going back to the bathroom.

Rings on, his pick and his Cuban link chain lay against his collar bones. Finds the matching bracelet and decides to wear the silver nose hoop and in the final glance he rolls his eyes.

It’ll do.

He shoves the shirt and hoodie on, glances at the clock and sees 9:30 glowing up at him. He finds his jacket, grabs his keys and wallet and has enough time to pick up coffee for the two of you.

You got nervous and decided to wait outside for him, the sun helping to edge off the chill of the morning. You’re scrolling through Instagram when the familiar sound of his truck pulls through the gate of your complex. Immediately it feels like your stomach is up in your ribs. You’d spent four fucking hours this morning getting ready, redoing your makeup three times before just settling on big wings and red lips. Classic, easy, and you were running low on makeup wipes really. You’d switched out jewelry enough you’d irritated the piercings, yet again settling on leaving in your medusa and just going with silver everything. In an attempt to calm yourself you’d sent the picture to Eddie, not really expecting him to reply. He did heart react to it though and that had sent you horizontal on the couch for a few minutes, kicking your socked feet around.

He pulls up in front of you and before you can get a hand on the door he’s leaned over to push it open. You’re staring very obviously for a moment, eyes fixed on the ripped knees of his jeans where you can see a smattering of tattoos. You hadn’t given much thought to that. You knew about his arms obviously, had seen pictures of his chest and back pieces but no one had mentioned his legs. Eddie clears his throat and you immediately flush. He gives you a look and you prop a foot in to help push you up. Then you notice the two Dunkin coffees.

“Did you get me iced coffee?” Surprise pitches your voice high, a little ‘oh!’ following when he holds up a small paper bag.

“And a donut.”

“Eddie!” You reach over to grab the bag and also slap at his elbow. He just chuckles and watches you tear it in two, holding one side out to him. He can see the pink still tinging your cheeks.

“I already had two.”

“Oh I see how it is.” A raise of your eyebrows and he tells you to put your seatbelt on. Asks for the address of your nail salon.

“It’s gonna take a little while, I’m getting acrylics so. I don’t know if you want to hang around or not.” You say around a mouthful of donut.

“Am I gonna be in the way?”

“I don’t think so, just depends on how busy they are.”

It’s busy as shit. Thankfully you have your appointment, so it’s just a waiting game for a station to open up.

“There’s like, so many people in here.” He looks like a big worried puppy. “Do you mind if I wander over to the bookstore on the other side?” Eddie flicks his head at the front door. Across the parking lot is a Barnes and Nobel that you saw him eye when you parked.

“Not at all.” A hand on his forearm with a gentle squeeze and he smiles down at you. What had Cate said?

“You’re a simple for dimples.” Christ.

“Text me when you’re almost done, okay?”

You nod, shooing him off towards the door. He’s slow going, waiting for you to turn around the corner to go look at polish colors. When he sees you disappear he rushes the front desk, the receptionist startling at his figure popping up.

“Hey, your 11 o’clock with-“ he gestures over to you, mouthing your name to try to keep it quiet. “How much is her bill?”

“Well, she’s set up for a regular acrylic set and-“

He’s keeping an eye on you but wants to get out of here before you turn around again to find a seat.

“Look, whatever the like, top tier thing is, I don’t know nails. Can I just pay ahead of time for that for her?”

“For the nails and the pedicure?”

“Yeah yeah, whatever it is. I’ve got the tip too.”

She hands him a small receipt and he only balks at the price because why is this shit so expensive? He made it a point to not have a band of cash on him today, trying to be a modicum of classy, so he pulls out three hundreds from his wallet and tells the receptionist to figure out the tip. Smiles and tells her to have a nice day. He darts out before you get a chance to sit.

“Eddie.” The sound of your voice makes him pick his head up from his phone. You’re standing in front of the door to the salon, arms crossed and a pinched expression on your face.

“Yeah?” He’s playing stupid. Only for you.

“You really didn’t need to do that.”

A small smile pulls at his lips and he halfheartedly shrugs.

“I’m serious! That was expensive.” Your laugh is exasperated but your not really mad. Just taken aback. First dates don’t pay for nails.

“I know, that’s why I did it. You’ve been talking about these fuckin’ things for a week now. Figured I’d surprise you.” He puts his phone away to stare up at you from his seat on the bench.

“Let’s see ‘em.” Eddie leans forward and holds out his hand expectantly. You twist away and playfully squint down at him, holding your hands clenched under your chin.

“I don’t know if you deserve it.”

“Oh come on, let’s see what my hard earned American dollars got you.” Laughing and reaching again but this time his hand drifts south, fingertips grazing the back of your thigh, gently pulling you back towards him.

The little hitch in your breathing goes unnoticed but the blush flooding your cheeks doesn’t. His smile widens and he pulls you again, knocking your knee gently into the bench between his own.

“Please?” Holds his other hand out, big palm facing up and you lower your own down to wiggle your fingers at him. Eddie let’s out a low whistle while he turns your hand around to look at the little gold stars dotting the matte black claws; turns it over to see the glittery red underneath.

“Oh I’d say that’s worth it.”

“You like?”

“Mhm. You get you’re toes done too?”

That makes you blush harder for some reason but you nod. He’s still holding your hand gently, like he’d lean in for a kiss to the back of it.

“Yeah, same red color.” His other hand is resting fully against your leg now, thumb moving slowly back and forth over your knee. He glances down at your feet briefly, toes hidden in your shiny black loafers.

“I bet that’s real pretty.” When he looks back up at your face, dark eyes framed by dark lashes and that damn smile pulling those dimples out, you look away quick. If anymore blood rushes to your face you’re bound to pass out.

“Did uh, did you wanna like, grab lunch or something?” He’s got you stuttering while you look around the parking lot for a distraction. Anything to get your mind off of his hand still gripping the side of your thigh.

Jesus suffering fuck.

“Sure. There’s a ramen place up the road that’s pretty good.”

It’s a small restaurant, ten tables and a bar. It’s just the two of you for a while in the booth that Eddie asked for. He’s been tapping his foot against yours since you sat.

“Are you playing footsie with me?”

“Maybe.” His grin is infectious. You jostle him back and it devolves for a few minutes until the waitress shows back up with your drinks and a knowing look on her face.

Eddie notes how easy you blush. It’s been at least four times today and he’s only been around you for maybe three hours. He’s trying to recall any other time he might have seen it, but he doesn’t think you’d let that kind of thing slide at work. It’d be seen as a weakness or some shit you and Cate make up.

He briefly wonders how far down your neck it goes.

“So do you actually like cooking?” You ask as your food arrives, unwrapping your chopsticks and dumping and ungodly amount of togarashi into your ramen.

“Yeah actually. My uncle taught me how to cook, he made it fun. It just kind of stuck around I guess.” He looks bashful, swirling his chopsticks around the bowl. You realize this is a whole side of Eddie you don’t know about.

“What’s your favorite thing to cook?”

“Honestly? I really like smoking ribs. Wayne had this contraption he built himself out back of his trailer, and he’d make some real creations out there.” He sounds wistful when he talks about his uncle. He’s brought him up a few times but never really explained why he spent so much time with him. You don’t want to pry, but your interested in this home brew smoker now.

“Please tell me it was like some 50 gallon drum deal.”

“Oh of course! He used to be a welder in the Army so he had all kinds of shit he made. Still has that grill too.”

Eddie rambles for most of lunch, constantly trying to deflect back to you but you’re invested in this uncle of his. Wayne sounds like quite the guy.

“So you lived with him till what, you were 23?”

“Yeah. I just wanted my own space and he also needed his own space. I have dinner with him once a week though. At least.” Eddie’s been rubbing his hand on the back of his neck for a few minutes and you’re starting to get the signal to stop mining for now.

“I’d love to meet him.”

“Oh he’d love you.” That rolls off his tongue fast and you both laugh. “Maybe I’ll drag you to dinner next week. You can tell him all about your drive thru crazies.”

“Oh I’m sure we’d both love that.”

The check has been sitting on the table for 20 or so minutes and when he tucks his card in, after swatting your hand away, the waitress descends and disappears with the check. He’s nervous again, twirling his rings around his fingers, leg bouncing. You’ve taken a minute to check your messages but under the table you slide a hand onto his bouncing knee. It stills immediately, the flash of a smile you shoot at him quelling any knots under his ribs. It’s such a small gesture, your hand warm on his knee. He’s already decided he’s kissing you again outside.

“This was fun, thank you again for my nails. Seriously.”

He reaches out for your hand, tucks his fingers up under your knuckles to stare at the gold stars. He doesn’t let go, instead pulling you along behind him towards his truck.

“Unless you’ve got other plans, we can find something else to do. I’ve got all day.”

“Okay.” You say it so quick, looking for any excuse to stay around him. It’s only taken you this long for a single date, you might as well make it last. “Wanna see a movie?”

When he stops at his truck he doesn’t unlock it, just leans back against the door and pulls your hand in against his chest.

“Anything good playing?” He asks quietly, laying his hand over yours to lay flat against him. You fit right between his feet, boots bracketing your loafers.

“I don’t uh…” Your stuttering, caught watching his eyes flit between yours. “I’m not sure.” You finish lamely.

“Well, I’ve got all means of streaming at my place. If you want.”

A year ago with anyone else this would have made you scoff and push back, spell being firmly broken by even the implication of some form of Netflix and chill.

Eddie though? Eddie makes it sound like the sweetest thing in the world. And who are you, presuming he’s even gonna try and put a move on you?

(You’ll be absolutely devastated if he doesn’t.)

The warmth of him is enveloping you, the spice of his cologne and the last cigarette he had drawing you further in just before his hands do the same. Big palms cradle the sides of your neck, thumbs resting on your cheeks and he leans in.

His lips are plush and warm and you tuck up close to him, arms squished between the two of you. His fingers inch up into your hair, holding your head, keeping your lips to his and honestly? Honestly.

How dare he be so good at this and keep it from you for so long. You thought he liked you and he’s been depriving you of his lips parting and running his tongue over your own and-

“Ed.” You break the kiss, breathless and face hot but you’ve only got eyes for him. His pupils blown wide in the bright daylight, you can see a frown starting between his brows. “No, hey I’m not-this is great. Can we get in the truck?” It’s almost one long word of a sentence but he understands. You’re around to the passenger side before he’s even closing his door, your hand over the center console to grab his bicep and pull him over to you.

In the confines of the cab, kneeling on the seat so you can grab his hoodie and it’s your turn to pull him in. The little sound he lets out almost sounds like a whimper and it just makes you all the more confident. It’s your tongue running along the seam of his lips, the curve of a smile before he opens and lets you in. He taste like the mango mochi you two shared and your hands run up into his hair to keep him close.

This is all you’ve been thinking about since he kissed you last week, waiting for another moment to lay your lips on him. It’s a few minutes of heavy kissing and his hands just under the edge of your sweater; you still haven’t let his hair go yet. Eddie is the first to pull away though, eyes squeezed shut when he rests his forehead against yours.

“We can go back to mine, uh if you want? We don’t have to I know I said that earlier but we can go out and see a movie-“ You press two fingers against his lips to silence him.

“I want to.”

The ride to his apartment is quiet. He drops his hand on its new home in the middle of your thigh, fingers digging in a little bit every time he turns a corner.

That blackberry has been picked and washed and fully eaten in earnest.

His apartment isn’t what you expected honestly. It’s two men living together, so the neatness throws you off. Everything has a home it seems, unlike your own place that’s like a cozy disaster zone.

“I like your place.” You say over your shoulder standing in the open living room. He’d busied himself with putting your jackets away and dropping his stuff into a tray on the counter. Now he’s just standing in the kitchen watching you inspect the bookcase by the TV.

“Do you like bourbon?”

You glance at your phone to see 4:30pm.

“A little early for dark liquor.”

Eddie shrugs and pulls out two rocks glasses and a round bottle, little jockey stopper on top.

“We hit some kind of goal or something and Stacy and her husband bought everyone in the kitchen really nice bourbon.” He pulls the seal. “Thought I’d hang on to it for a special occasion.”

“Is this a special occasion then?”

“Yes.” His smile is warm. Looks at the little topper for a moment before sniffing the bottle.

“That kind of smells like Christmas.”

He pours less than a finger in each glass and slides one over to you. He’s not wrong, and after he fishes out an ice cube for you, it goes down smooth.

Hip cocked into the counter top and nursing your tiny glass of stupid expensive bourbon, you listen to Eddie go in on all the deserts he could use this in. You had no idea he could bake too and you feel a little cheated after all those bakery bought cookies he’s brought you.

“Oh you know what else,” he ducks into his fridge and pulls out a mason jar of dark syrup, “this might be blasphemy but I don’t care. Let me see your glass.” You hold it out and he uses a spoon to drizzle some of it in the dregs of your drink. “Thats a blackberry and rosemary syrup I made and- what?” Your laugh cuts through his words and the way his face lights up makes laugh more. A clearer sign from the universe, you’ve never had.

“I just really like blackberries.”

He does put something on tv eventually but neither of you pay attention. It murmurs in the background while you two talk and when the sun starts to stretch across the wall of his living room you climb over the cushion separating you and try valiantly to invade his chest. He’s cozy and warm and he tastes like that syrup he made. He says something about whiskey tasting good on you too and any inkling you may have had about leaving his place tonight goes firmly out the window.

The couch is comfortable and him nosing at your neck, dropping lazy kisses up and down the length of it makes you melt. His hands are heavy in your hair and where they slide down to meet his lips along your neck. You’d finally gotten a hand under his shirt, skin hot and soft. You can feel the muscles flex under your touch and you find out on accident he’s ticklish when you’re skating your new nails back and forth over his happy trail and the weirdest giggle escapes him.

“Sorry.” He smiles shyly.

You want to hear that sound again but he has other plans. Untangles your legs and stands up, holds out his hand to you again.

Just over the threshold of his room he looks at you, fully sincere.

“Is this okay?”

Yes yes yes yes yes yes

You nod and gently kick the door closed behind yourself.

With that barrier to the outside closed Eddie descends on you. Backs you right up against the door and kisses the breath right out of your lungs. You hang onto his shoulders while he pulls your sweater off. It hits the floor and his hands are right back on you sliding up your sides to cup your tits through your lace bra. You’d worn the set in the hopes that this exact thing would happen.

“How’d you know blue’s my favorite color?” He whispers against your mouth before diving right down to the swell of your breast and nips lightly. You suck in a gasp and he does it again to the other one, runs his thumbs over your nipples. Your trying your hardest to get your fingers to cooperate and pull at the hem of his shirt.

“Worry about me later.”

“Eddie, please.”

“Wanna see you first, gorgeous.”

When his hands fall to your jeans you let out a whine that makes him look up at you.

“You okay?”

“Yes just. Please don’t stop.”

He hurries then, pushes your jeans down and turns you both to walk to bed. When the edge hits your legs you lift one to crawl backwards, a finger hooked in his belt loop in an attempt to pull him with you. He rips his shirt off instead and it’s truly it’s insane how he just keeps getting hotter. The dark lines of his tattoos against his pale skin makes you pant.

“Oh what the fuck.”

“I was just about to say the same thing.” He sounds breathless. Eyes roaming to take in the matching underwear that clings to your body. The tattoo on your sternum that he had no idea about and the other two just under your collar. There’s dark lines wrapping around your hip that he’s going to dig his teeth into soon. He reaches and lightly runs a finger over your sternum before trailing it down your stomach and stopping at the elastic of your underwear.

“You wear this for me?”

You nod.

“Oh good.”

You don’t think you’ve heard him this quiet ever. He’s all whispers and heavy stares, that finger tip that’s inching into your underwear making your heart rocket into your throat. You wrap your hand around his and pull him so he has to kneel on the bed too, inch his finger down further.

“Eddie?”

“Hm?” It rumbles in his chest. You snake both arms up to wrap around his neck and bring him in to ghost your lips over his.

“Touch me. Please.”

Of course he has silk pillowcases, you think to yourself when the side of your face is pressed into them. The cool material is slick against your hot cheek, Eddie’s big hand laying between your shoulder blades. He isn’t pushing you down into the mattress but the suggestion is there.

Stay.

You’ve ended up in the middle of his bed bent in half with him kneeling behind you, gentle hand pulling your knees apart. You’re blushing for a thousand and one reasons, mainly because you’ve never played this little game before. At first you’d tried to hide your face and he’d tutted at you, gently prying your forearm away. Now you’re just trying not to grip the pillow too hard, only partially conscious of your new nails.

“Eddie.” Your muffled whine gets his attention and he leans forward, puts a little pressure on your back. Your eyes roll.

“You okay?” His voice is dark next you, quiet and gravely and you clench around nothing, he hasn’t even touched your pussy yet. A garbled ‘uh huh’ gets past your lips and you can hear him grin, the bastard.

He slides your underwear over your ass and down, tossing them into some corner of the room, swings his knee over your calf and knocks your leg out to side some more. Your hips drop and he sighs, his right hand coming to slide up the back of your thigh, gripping at the soft skin and over the swell of your ass.

“I’ve been waiting months for this.” A low laugh, how can he laugh at a time like this. You try to sit up a bit, to give him an incredulous look but he holds you down. You don’t mean to let out the moan you’ve been holding in, but he knocks it out of you. Laughs. Again.

“You didn’t have to wait months.” Muffled again by the pillow.

“We were having fun. You’re a good chase.” He gives your ass a light tap and then grabs the flesh hard. You arch your back into his touch and he immediately lets go to graze his fingertips over your slit, dipping in between your folds.

“Jesus your so wet,” he huffs through his nose, “this for me too?”

Of course it is. You’ve been wet for him since he picked you up in his stupid truck, looking too good in his stupid jeans and big hoodie. Since he grabbed your thigh and asked about your god damn toes.Since the couch and his weird giggle.

You’d like to be a smart ass and list off all the ways he’s driven you crazy just that day, but instead you just whimper.

“Hmm?” He dips a finger down to circle your clit agonizingly slow. It sends a burning jolt through you and you cant your hips back to chase his touch.

“Yes, oh my god!” It comes from deep in your chest, voice low and full of want. Every time he’s come in to visit you, hanging over the partition to joke and flirt at you. His little touches at the bar, a hand always lingering on your lower back or fingertips dragging over a knee. That drunk kiss in the parking lot of the bar a week ago.

All you’ve done is want for months now. You’re about to bully your way into sitting up when he leans down and places a wet kiss on your shoulder. Drags the hand there down to your lower back, still splayed wide and warm. It makes you pause and he uses that minor distraction to easily slide two fingers deep in your cunt.

It punches the air out of any argument you were trying to start, hands searching for something to grip. One finds his thigh and he still has his god damn jeans on?

The slow drag of his fingertips inside you makes your mouth hang open. They’re big and you’ve been worked up since you woke up this morning so it just feels too good.

Actually that’s a lie, you’ve been worked up since that first day he walked into the cafe with Jeff, all jokes and pretty eyes and no idea if he even liked coffee. Some dumb espresso joke later and you’d been stupid for him.

Kind of like now, with one of his hands holding your back in an arch while his other moves at a torturous pace in and out, the wet sound of you sinful in the space of his room.

“Do you know many times I thought about inviting you back here after the bar?” You roll your head back and forth, hiding your face under your hair.

“Every time I gave you a ride I thought about it.” He enunciates his line with a particularly deep prod of his fingers, bringing his thumb to circle your clit again. “Coulda just bent you over my lap and shoved my fingers in, huh?” You clench down, files that little thought away for later. He gets his free arm up under your chest so he can hold you to him. Lays his weight against your back when he picks up the pace of his fingers and the strangled cry coming from you makes him even harder in his jeans. He peppers kisses along your shoulders, noses your hair out of the way so he can nip at the back of your neck. When he licks a stripe up to your ear he feels your strings cut, the chanting of his name sounding like music.

“I gotcha baby. You gonna come for me?”

You’re nodding, whining his name, breath hitching in your chest. Between his thumb tracing hard and his fingers dragging against that sweet spot inside your eyes water and you grab at the back of his head, nails digging into his curls. The feeling building low is white hot where it creeps down and makes your legs shake. Pinned down under him you try to chase his hand with your hips, looking for that edge of relief and it’s just out of reach until it’s not.

His chin is hooked over your shoulder so he can mouth at the side of your face while you go rigid under him. He’s still moving his fingers while you spasm around him and jesus christ he can’t wait to fuck you, plain and simple.

“Breath baby, come on.” He whispers into your ear when he realizes you’ve been holding your breath. You let out a low groan that turns stuttering when he doesn’t relent with his thumb on your clit.

“Eddie I can’t- too much!”

He ‘aww’s’ at you playfully but slows down his hand, only pulling out when you’ve regained some kind of normal breathing. Cuddled up behind you, face still close to yours where your breath fans over his cheek he leaves a wet kiss on yours and the toothy smile he sees in the waning light makes him feel warm.

“Knew you’d be worth the wait.”

You slap his arm as he rolls off the bed to stand. The clink of his belt buckle makes you turn your head against the pillow to stare at him. His eyes don’t leave yours while he undoes the button and fly to push them down off his hips. He leaves his boxers on and before he can climb back on the bed you sit up in front of him, hug his thighs with your knees. From here you can look up at him and map the tattoos across his chest and over his shoulders down to his fingers. It’s past sunset now and the purple fading light does nothing but make his pale skin glow under all that dark ink. You pull his own move on him from earlier, tracing the tip of your nail up the back of his thigh. He shivers, leg jumping and when you firmly run both of your palms under the edge of his boxers he smiles down at you.

“Tryin’ t’get fresh?”

“Maybe.” Sucking in your bottom lip to bite at it, you bring one hand around and run it down the flat plane of his stomach to the band of his underwear.

“Can I?” A whisper and his eyes go half lidded, pupils dark and wide under his lashes. An almost too quiet ‘yeah’ and you tug the fabric down to free him.

You must be making a face because he chuckles and runs a finger down your jaw. When you look back up at his face you grip the base of his dick and he hisses low, run your hand up the length of him to watch his head loll back. He’s big, thick and flushed red, the fat head of his cock hot against your palm. Damn near salivating you run the flat of your tongue up the underside of him, to the tip before fully wrapping your lips around him and hollowing your cheeks. Eddie is making a lot of noises you’ve never heard before, one’s that you want him to keep making but only after a few bobs of your head and hand he’s gently pulling your head back where’s he’s laced his fingers in your hair.

“If you don’t want this to be over in five seconds, I’d suggest we stop that.”

“You get too excited?” Frowning at him you make a move to grab him again he crowds you instead, makes you crawl back towards the middle of the bed. He shuffles across to settle between your propped up knees and tosses a wrapper on your stomach.

“How romantic Munson.”

“You wanna touch my cock so bad, you put it on.” His forwardness shuts you up. You tear the wrapper open in a rush, grab him again and give his dick a few tugs before rolling the condom down. His thumbs rub little soothing circles on your knees until you pull your hand away and he’s hauling your legs up to wrap around his waist. Pulls you to him with hands in the crook of your knees and he’s cradled in your hips, rocking his own forward to rub the tip of his cock along your folds. Catches it on your sensitive clit and you yelp. His frown is mocking yours from a moment ago, tilts his hips and does it again.

“Aw, honey is that too much?”

“Eddie I swear to god I’ll-“

“You’ll what?” He pulls back enough to line up, gives you one last chance to say something before he eases in. Slow drag until he’s fully seated against you and you both moan in unison. “That’s what I thought.” Your warm around him everywhere; thighs hugging his hips, hands running up his chest.

“Jesus Christ you feel amazing.”

The fluttering of your walls around his cock is doing nothing for his stamina, coming to terms with himself that this might not last long.

That’s fine, you weren’t leaving tonight.

The look on your face, eyes rolled back and mouth hanging open, makes him roll his hips to watch you squirm. He starts a slow rhythm, grabbing the cups of your bra and pulling down to let your tits free. When he pinches one between his knuckles you keen and arch your back. He does it again to hear that high sound and he picks up his pace, drilling deeper and making you chant his name again.

“I can’t believe I waited this long for you baby, you feel so fucking good for me.” He pulls your legs from around him to push them up towards your chest, canting your hips with them to get at you deeper.

“Eddie Eddie Eddie.” It’s high pitched and whiney and music to his ears. He can feel you pulsing around him like you were earlier. Props one of your legs on his shoulder to get his hand between the two of you to rub fast circles over your swollen clit.

“You gonna come again?”

“Yes fuck, please don’t stop Eddie!”

His hips snap against your ass and with every push your letting out a stuttering moan. Watching your lips form around his name, panting and pawing at your own chest, your hand around the back of his neck and long nails scratching against the sensitive skin brings everything to a pinpoint. His hips begin to stutter when you clench around him, your no slick coating your thighs and his fingers and his cock and it’s all it takes for him to bury himself deep.

“Fuck fuck fuck.” He’s muttering, slowing his movement and rocking the two of you through the aftershocks, running a soothing hand up your leg still on his shoulder.

“Come here.” Hands splayed to beckon him, cheeks pink and flushed, hair stuck to your sweaty forehead he thinks he might be falling in love after all these months. He’ll keep that to himself for now. Instead he pulls out and discards the condom over the side of the bed. Drops his weight on you, a huff from you and a smile pushed against your chest from him. The light touches from the tips of your nails make goosebumps pop up along his back where you gently rake your nails.

It’s a while before either of you move and it’s only to get under the covers when the cooling sweat makes you cold. Eddie holds the corner up to help you get situated but holds out a hand when you try to tuck your feet in.

“Hold on, hold on.” He snatches one of your feet to bring up closer to his face, making you bend weird and squeal. It tickles but he won’t let go, looking at your toes the way he did your nails earlier.

“Eddie, seriously!”

“I knew they were pretty.” He places a light kiss on the outside arch of your foot and you wrinkle your nose. It tickles and it’s cute and his hand is warm on your cold foot. He only lets go to run a hand up the back of your calf to pull you under the covers where he drapes himself over you, hair curtaining and smothering you in him.

In the middle of the night, after Jeff comes home and deftly ignores the scene left in the living room and you’ve gotten up to use the bathroom and rinse your mouth out you cuddle back up to Eddie’s side and wait for him to turn his head and look at you.

“Hey, you wanna call in sick Sunday?”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, you can be my plus one for the wedding.”

“Cutting it a little close, no?”

“It’s my aunt, she won’t care.”

“I don’t have a suit.”

“Then we can get you one tomorrow.”

“It’s a date.”

#newlipsmilestoneoflove #Eddie Munson x reader #Eddie Munson fluff #Eddie Munson smut #Eddie Munson fic #My work #My Fic

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queensharotto · 4 months

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Brittle Doughie’s Cookie Run x Reader Masterlist (Part 2: The Jellywalkers AU)

A masterlist of @brittle-doughie’s Cookie Run stories organized by month.

Indents

Due to the lack of genres, the Indents will be the primary focus and are related to the featured cookies. If there are numerous cookies (Over 10 Cookies Featured), I’ll make a note on that as well. Also, this list illustrates exclusively include the term “Jelly Walker Horde”

August - September 2023 🌅🍂

• “Heart of the Horde”

Featuring: Dr. Wasabi Cookie and The Jelly Walker Horde

• “Protectors of the Horde’s Heart”

Featuring: Sea Fairy Cookie, Tiger Lily Cookie and Peach Cookie

• “Y/N Cookie being the Cure”

Featuring: Y/N Cookie

• “Affectionate Jellywalkers”

Featuring: Pink Choco Cookie, Blackberry Cookie, Cotton Candy Cookie, Knight Cookie, and Cherry Blossom Cookie

• “Death of the Heart”

Featuring: The Jelly Walker Horde, Princess Cookie, Rougefort Cookie, and Rambutan Cookie

• “The Show Off Jellywalkers”

Featuring: Fire Spirit Cookie, Cinnamon Cookie, Skating Queen Cookie and Cotton Candy Cookie

• “Recollection #1”

Featuring: White Ghost Cookie, Cream Unicorn Cookie and Vagabond Cookie

• “Terrified Cured Y/N Cookie”

Featuring: Y/N Cookie and The Jelly Walker Horde

• “Jellywalker Knight Cookie”

Featuring: Knight Cookie

• “The Dragons and the Jellywalker”

Featuring: The Five Dragons

• “If Jellywalker Y/N Cookie was Captured”

Featuring: Dr. Wasabi Cookie and The Jelly Walker Horde

• “Jellywalker Fire Spirit: The First Infected”

Featuring: Fire Spirit Cookie

• “Jellywalker Report #23: Discourse Among the Legendary Mob”

Featuring: The 4 Elemental Legendaries

October 2022 🎃

• “Jellywalker Report #13: Injury Assistance”

Featuring: Sea Fairy Cookie, Moonlight Cookie, Crowberry Cookie, Fig Cookie and Pumpkin Pie Cookie

• “Recollection #2”

Featuring: Financier Cookie, Vampire Cookie, and Dark Choco Cookie

• “Bosses and You!”

Featuring: Bosses

• “Wandering”

Featuring: Gingerbrave and Friends, Dr. Wasabi Cookie and The Jelly Walker Horde

• “The Starved Heart”

Featuring: The Jelly Walker Horde

• “Heart Amongst Legends”

Featuring: The 4 Elemental Legendaries

• “Thinking About The Brave Gang”

Featuring: Y/N Cookie, Gingerbrave and Friends, Cotton Candy Cookie and Fire Spirit Cookie

• “Finally Remembering the Brave Gang”

Featuring: Gingerbrave and Friends and The Jelly Walker Horde

• “Various Cookies as Jellywalkers”

Featuring: Caramel Arrow Cookie, Rye Cookie, The Cookies of Darkness, Raspberry Cookie and Wildberry Cookie

• “Various Cookies as Jellywalkers #2”

Featuring: Crunchy Chip Cookie, Eclair Cookie, The Council of Elders, The Ancient Cookies, Black Pearl Cookie and Frost Queen Cookie

• “Recollection #3 (Infected TBD)”

Featuring: The Time Balance Department

November 2022 - January 2023 🌾❄️

• “The News Gets to Them”

Featuring: Sorbet Shark Cookie, Lilac Cookie, and Black Garlic Cookie

• “The News Gets to Them #2”

Featuring: Lilybell Cookie, Poison Mushroom Cookie, Choco Ball Cookie

• “Wandering #2”

Featuring: Gingerbrave and Friends and The Jelly Walker Horde

• “Jellywalker Mandragora”

Featuring: Jellied Mandragora?

• “Gift Mode | Keeping Quiet | Little Ones | Wandering Part 3 (Jellywalker AU)”

Featuring: The Jelly Walker Horde

• “Physically Affectionate Jellywalkers”

Featuring: Tiger Lily Cookie, Peach Cookie, Cherry Blossom Cookie and Macaron Cookie

#brittle doughie masterlists #cookie run x you #cookie run x reader #cookie run ovenbreak #cookie run kingdom #yandere cookie run #jelly walkers x reader #cookie wars x reader #yandere cookie run kingdom

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hartsider · 3 months

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“Starlight” marauders x animagus!reader | 358 words

Summary: you sneak up to the astronomy tower to look at the stars with your boyfriends

No cw

Proofread. This isn't my best work but I was tired and it's been days of writing it I just wanted it to be done

You pad behind the boys as you all make your way to the astronomy tower. Remus has a basket hanging on his arm. It's filled with desserts for this outing.

James has the invisibility cloak draped over his arm in case you get caught in the halls. It shines in the moonlight, almost liquid instead of fabric.

You bound up the steps in front of the boys, shifting back into your human form as you all make it to the top of the tower. Remus places a spell that will alert you to any approaching faculty. It's unlikely that anyone will come to the astronomy tower, but there's enough of a chance that someone will wander up that the spells are worth casting.

The stars blink down at you. Sirius has been pointing the constellations out to you on these astronomy tower dates, and you manage to make a few of them.

“Dovey,” Remus calls, and you turn to see your boys sitting around the food. “Are you going to come eat?”

Sirius lets you lean against him. You have a handful of blackberries while James talks about a quidditch match that's coming up.

“You'll do fine.” Remus tells him.

“Yeah, but it's against Slytherin.” James says, as though you all haven't heard about this a thousand times. You'll hear it a thousand times more before the game. None of you will care, as long as the words fall from James’ lips.

You settle against Sirius, laying down in his lap. He feeds you a bite of his cookie.

“I can see your star.” You whisper up to him. It's not hard to find. Sirius is the brightest star in the night sky.

“Is that so, ma vie?” Sirius hums. The hand that isn't holding his cookie finds its way to your hair. You nod.

James has monopolized the strawberries. He has the bowl of them in his lap, vanishing the stems as he eats. You lean over to steal one.

“Hey!” James protests. It's playful, and you grin as you place the fruit into your mouth.

You all spend the night eating your picnic, awash in starlight.

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jungle-angel · 11 months

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Sticky Fingers (Rhett Abbott x Reader)

Summary: After you and Rhett had moved the family to Montana, one of your best memories with Amy was made

The morning sun peaked high above the Gallatin Mountains, the fresh morning air rolling across the flatness of the land that had become yours and Rhett’s. The horses had gone out to graze while the air of early summer was warmer than usual and the birds had begun to sing. A magpie flew from one tree on the property to the other while a clutch of bluebirds had gathered at the birdfeeder in your garden.

You carried little Amy downstairs, her wild little blonde curls finally tamed just enough for her to be presentable. You had dressed her in a pale pink summer dress you had made for her and you were sure that the older ladies who sat near you and Rhett during church services would be absolutely head over heals for Amy.

Down the stairs you went to the kitchen to find a shirtless Rhett near the stove, his body still marked with years of hard work, his muscles still well formed as ever as his black Nike basketball shorts hung low on his hips. “Are my girlies awake?” he teased as he switched on the stove and began cutting up the thick slap of heavily peppered bacon.

“Good morning Daddy,” you chuckled as you met him with a kiss.

Amy let out a delighted squeal as Rhett picked her up out of your arms, littering her cheeks with kissed. “Oh my princess,” he half laughed, his voice still low and deep from having just woken up. “You are getting to be too much.”

Amy giggled again as Rhett tickled her sides and kissed her pretty little cheeks. He cracked a few eggs into the pan with one hand, carefully placing a few strips of bacon in with them, all the while keeping Amy secure in the crook of his elbow.

You checked the pantry to see what else you had, hoping you had enough to bake your seven layer Reese’s cookies for Rose Black Moon and her husband after they had helped Rhett fix the fence. You checked that off the list taped to the wall along with the vegetables you had promised to give to Rip and Beth later in the week. Yet one look at the mason jars and you noticed that the preserves were getting low, the jars scraped so thin that there was hardly anything left to them.

“You good darlin?” Rhett asked when he saw the puzzled expression on your face.

“I think I need to go and pick the excess berries off the bushes in the garden,” you told him. “Looks like the preserves are getting low.”

Rhett made a face that you knew a little too well at this point, the I may or may not have eaten it all on my toast look.

You smiled a little but didn’t say a word, taking Amy from him so he could finish cooking. You gathered up a little wicker basket and brought Amy out into the garden where she could run barefoot until you had what you needed.

You went about picking off the excess of blackberries, raspberries and blueberries in the early morning sunshine, the encroaching heat of summer evident in the air. Carefully, you twisted and picked the berries off the branches, listening to Amy’s little giggles as she chased a butterfly or a bumblebee that happened to be perched on the flowers in the beds or the lilac bush near the porch.

It wasn’t long before you had filled at least three baskets full of the perfectly ripe berries. You began to pick off the fat, purple huckleberries on a bush that Royal had given you, their sweet scent filling your nostrils as you had begun to imagine what you could make with them, preserves, jam, muffins, scones, pies, something to mix into a drink......yet the quiet calm of your imaginings was abruptly broken when you heard those familiar little giggles again. When you turned and saw Amy running up to you, her face, mouth and fingers all stained with deep purple.

“My little sweet pea!” you exclaimed, pretending to be stern. “Did you get into the huckleberries again??”

Amy’s little grin grew wider and her giggles louder as you picked her up and brought her right into the house. Rhett was still in the kitchen, just having finished plating the eggs, bacon and lightly toasted barley bread. A laugh escaped his throat when he saw Amy all covered in those purple stains.

“Yikes princess!” he laughed. “Looks like ya’ll ran right through Momma’s berry bush.”

“She must’ve ate her weight in them Rhett,” you said, unable to control the broad smile on your face.

Rhett laughed again as he ran a washcloth under the warm water in the sink, taking Amy into his arms. He would’ve had her face cleaned sooner, but the two year old was far too quick, her purple stained mouth placing sloppy, sticky kisses all over his cheeks.

“Alright princess,” Rhett told her. “Time to get your face clean.”

The two of you had one of the best laughs you’d had in a long time. Rhett ran the washcloth over every last inch of Amy’s face and fingers, happy and grateful that one of your first memories had been built in your new home.

#rhett abbott #rhett abbott x reader #amy abbott #outer range

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domxmarvel · 1 year

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3K follower Boba shop event-My hero academia edition

Inspo:bestbakubros

Guidelines

Start: March 1st 2023 End: March 20 2023

Please submit all request in the form of asks

Order:

Size

Base

Flavor

Topping

Dessert

Please let me know what gender or pronouns you want for the reader

(Click to zoom in.If you're having difficulty reading anything you can find them in text format under the cut)

Size:

Small-Headcanon

Large-Imagine

Base:

Milk tea-fluff

Green tea-angst

fruit tea-Smut

Flavor:

brown sugar-Shoto todoroki

Matcha -Izuku midoriya/Deku

Strawberry-Mina ashido

Green Apple-Tsuyu asui

Orange-Tenya Iida

Lemon-Denki kaminari

Lychee-Eijiro kirishima

vanila-Mezou shoji

Plum-Kyouka Jiro

Peach-Momo Yaoyorozu

Taro-Tamaki Amajiki

blackberry-Fumikage Tokoyami

Mocha-Dabi/Toya todoroki

Watermelon-Himiko Toga

blueberry-Tomura Shigaraki

Mango-Hawks/Keigo takami

Coffee-Shota Aizawa/Eraserhead

Caramel-All might/ Toshinori Yagi

Banana-President mic/ Hizashi Yamada

Pudding (flan)-Fatgum/ Taishiro Toyomitsu

Lavender-Hitoshi Shinso

acai-Gang orca/Kugo Sakamata

Coconut-Mirko/rumi Usagiyama

Passion Fruit-Vlad king/Sekijiro Kan

Raspberry-Mei Hatsume

Topping:

Boba-Gender neutral

Popping boba-Female

Jelly-Male

Dessert:

Croissants- “You look really good in my clothes”

Pie- Short quick kiss,followed by pulling them in for a longer kiss

Macarons- “I love you”

Éclair-“You’re the most beautiful being on the earth”

Cannoli-hero x villain

Tarts-“Come back to bed”

cheesecake- "why did you do that?" "Because I love you!"

Sponge cake-“You’re the only person I want to spend my life with”

Brownie-Cuddling

cake pop-Sick

S’mores-Birthday

Strawberry Shortcake-“This reminded me of you”

Gingerbread-“Can I kiss you?”

Honey Bun-“I know you had a bad day, so I made you cookies”

Churro-“You promised!”

Cinnamon Twist-Praise

Cookie Dough-Patching them up

Cotton Candy-Wedding

Caramel Apple-“You lied to me” “I did” “You told me you loved me” “I do”

Caramel Popcorn-spy

Carrot Cake-Fake dating

Cookie Sandwich-“What if someone sees us?”

Waffle-only one bed

Crepe-“I’ve never kissed someone before”

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threads-makomo · 1 year

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Hi hi! I'm Marvolo/Marv, I use he/they/it/xer/star pronouns! I'm 19 and I really wanted to start taking requests! Something happened recently with my dad so I thought maybe doing little drabbles and headcanons of some of my favorite characters might help get my mind off of things!! I'm also willing to do poly ships such as Giyuu x Reader x Sanemi as long as it isn't like minor x adult shit or just headcanons for ships that don't include reader. I'm not all that sure how to do like introductions and shit so I'm sorry if this is kinda half assed, I'll be taking requests on discord ik putting my discord on here is risky but fuck it, add me on there for requests or leave a comment on this post, pls I'm begging you 🥲

{ shits at the very bottom 💪💪 }

☆ - will do nsfw for + yandere if wanted

♡ - romantic, Platonic + Yandere

♤ - Romantic or Platonic only

◇ - strictly platonicly

Also if you don't see a character on here I probably won't be writing for them, of course some of this will change as I get further into the show or as I get more used the characters { looking at you hxh and toh- }

Demon Slayer/Kimetsu No Yaiba:

Tanjiro Kamado — ♤

Nezuko Kamado — ◇

Zenitsu Agatsuma — ♤

Inosuke Hashibira — ♤

Genya Shinazugawa — ♤

Kanao Tsuyuri — ♤

Aoi Kanzaki — ♤

Sabito — ♤

Makomo — ♤

Murata — ♤

Sumi Nakahara — ◇

Naho Takada — ◇

Kiyo Terauchi — ◇

Muichiro Tokito — ♡

Giyuu Tomioka — ☆

Gyomei Himejima — ☆

Obanai Iguro — ☆

Tengen Uzui — ☆

Makio Uzui — ☆

Hinatsuru Uzui — ☆

Suma Uzui — ☆

Kyojuro Rengoku — ☆

Sanemi Shinazugawa — ☆

Shinobou Kocho — ☆

Mitsuri Kanroji — ☆

Kanae Kocho — ♡

Hotaru Haganezuka — ☆

Shinjuro Rengoku — ☆

Ruka Rengoku — ♡

Kagaya Ubuyashiki — ☆

Amane Ubuyashiki — ☆

Kotoha Hashibira — ♤

Yoriichi Tsugikuni — ☆

Yushiro — ♡

Tamayo — ♡

Enmu — ☆

Kyogai — ♡

Mukago — ◇

Rui — ◇

Nakime — ♡

Daki — ♡

Gyutaro — ♡

Hantengu + clones — ♡

Gyokko — ♡

Akaza — ☆

Douma — ☆

Kokushibou — ☆

Muzan Kibutsuji — ☆

Hunter Hunter:

Gon Freecss — ♡

Killua Zoldyck — ♡

Alluka Zoldyck — ◇

Leorio Paladiknight — ♡

Kurapika Kurta — ♡

Hisoka Morow — ☆

Illumi Zoldyck — ☆

Chrollo Lucilfer — ☆

Silva Zoldyck — ☆

Kikyo Zoldyck — ☆

Pakunoda — ☆

Shizuku Murasaki — ☆

Machi Komacine— ☆

Shalnark — ☆

Feitan Portor — ☆

Komugi — ♡

Meruem — ♡

Kite — ☆

Inuyasha:

Sango — ♡

Inuyasha — ♡

Kagome Higurashi — ♡

Miroku — ♡

Shippo — ◇

Sesshomaru — ☆

Naraku — ☆

Kagura — ♡

Koga — ♡

Rin — ◇

Toga — ☆

Sally Face:

Sal Fisher — ♡

Larry Johnson — ♡

Ashley Campbell — ♡

Black Butler:

Sebastian Michaelis — ☆

Grelle Sutcliff — ��

Ciel Phantomhive — ♤

Vincent Phantomhive — ☆

William T. Spears — ☆

Undertaker — ☆

Ronald Knox — ☆

Othello — ♡

Genshin Impact:

Kaeya — ☆

Noelle — ♡

Amber — ♡

Lisa — ♡

Venti — ♡

Diluc — ♡

Paimon — ◇

Qiqi — ◇

Baizhu — ☆

Wriothesley — ☆

Neuvillete — ☆

Furina — ♡

Zhongli — ☆

Arataki Itto — ☆

Ayato — ☆

Lumine — ♤

Aether — ♤

Cookie Run:

Pitaya Dragon — ♡

Lotus Dragon — ♡

Vampire — ☆

Eclair — ♡

Clover — ☆

Tea Knight — ♡

Pure Vanilla — ☆

Dark Cacao — ☆

HollyBerry — ☆

Golden Cheese — ☆

White Lily — ♡

Sugar Glass — ♡

Crowberry — ♡

Blackberry — ♡

Yogurt Cream — ☆

Lilac — ☆

Plain Yogurt — ☆

Eggnog — ☆

Almond — ☆

Roguefort — ☆

Licorice — ♡

Red Velvet — ☆

Scorpion — ☆

Pomegranate — ☆

Dark Enchantress — ☆

Frost Queen — ☆

Latte — ☆

Ice Captain — ☆

Oyster — ☆

Steven Universe:

Bismuth — ♤

Pearl — ♤

Amethyst — ♤

Spinel — ◇

Lars — ♤

The Owl House:

Luz Noceda — ♤

Camila Noceda — ◇

Amity Blight — ♤

Alador Blight — ♤

Edalyn Clawthorn — ♤

Raine Whispers — ♤

Hunter — ♤

Gus Porter — ♤

Willow Park — ♤

Afk Arena:

Daimon — ◇

Niru — ♤

Shemira — ♤

Lucretia — ♤

Flora — ◇

Arcane:

Vander — ☆

Silco — ☆

Sevika — ☆

Vi — ☆

Jinx — ☆

Ekko — ☆

Viktor — ☆

Jacye — ☆

Mel — ☆

What I will write!!

Fluff

Platonic ships

Ships headcanons

{ Example: Kyojuro x Tengen }

Smut

Suggestive content

Yandere/Mayadere

Specific kinks for specific characters

Angst

Scenario Imagines

Literally any kink that doesn't have to do with bodily fluids { not including cum }

What I will not write

Kinks such as piss, scatt and ddlg, weird kinks in general

Fetishes

Noncon/r@p3 { furthest I'll go is dubcon }

Nsfw for minors

Bnha/mha. never.

Minor x adult, Killer x victim, shit like that

Examples: Kyojuro x Akaza, Giyuu x Tanjiro

I want to add that sometimes things may not come out as often or I'll randomly go inactive, I struggle with motivating myself to do things and I get tired and burnout of things quickly, sometimes to where I won't want to have anything to do with it for months, and I want to go ahead and apologize for that. I'd also like to add that I am aloud to decline requests, wether I feel uncomfortable with the request or if I'm just not going to be able to finish it. That's honestly all I have left to say and shit. Have a good Day and thank you for reading :]

Marv_olo

#hunter x hunter #demon slayer #afk arena #inuyasha #cookie run #steven universe #the owl house #sally face #genshin impact #writers blog #new writer boost #new writter #black butler #arcane #arcane netflix #arcane league of legends

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beecastle · 2 years

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Love At First Swipe

A first date with Javi which includes getting frozen yogurt and going to the arcade

Pairing: Javi G x F!Reader

Word count: 1.5k

Rating: Teen

Warnings: online dating, first date which includes froyo and going to an arcade, mention of Reader using glasses and being bi, Reader has a favorite froyo flavor

A/N: This is loosely based on the date I went on Sunday, thanks to @littlemisspascal for letting me talk her ear offs about the date and the guy I’m dating and for choosing the Pedro boy for this fic, Javi ended up being perfect!

MASTERLIST

Swiping left is a reflex at this point. See the picture for half a second, maybe glance at the name, see if there’s a bio, and move on.

A guy with just his height in the bio?

Left.

A girl that doesn’t have her face in any of the pictures?

Left.

A guy explicitly looking for skinny girls?

Left. Left. Left.

Maybe opening a profile on a dating app had been a mistake, but then again there wasn’t much opportunity for you to meet someone in your daily life at the moment. Still, there must be a better alternative than lying on your bed judging if someone could be a potential partner by just a few photos.

Just one more profile. One more and I’m done.

A face framed by dark curls smiles at you through the screen and your heart leaps.

Javi

3 kilometers away

With each photo you see, your heart beats faster and faster out of pure excitement. Him swimming in a pool. Him standing next to a really strange Nick Cage statue. Him looking at a sunset on the beach.

You wonder what it would be like to be sitting there with him, to feel the evening breeze against your face as the sky changes colors. Maybe one day.

When you notice this Javi has an actual bio the grin that has appeared on your face grows into a full-fledged smile. It’s not just an emoji, not just three words or a number but a proper bio describing in detail who he is and what he likes, emphasizing more than anything his love of movies.

You swipe right.

Standing outside the froyo shop you glance from left to right trying to spot Javi in the moving crowd but all the faces seem to blend into each other. Perhaps leaving your glasses at home wasn’t the smartest of decisions. While you squint trying to transform the blobs of color into actual things, someone stands next to you and says your name making you jump.

Your balance is gone and the floor is quickly approaching until a hand wraps around your arm and steadies you. You look up to find Javi staring at you with the biggest puppy eyes combined with guilt. “I’m truly sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” Once you regain balance he lets go of you and hands you a small bouquet of flowers. “I’m Javi.”

“Hi.” His brown eyes are more captivating in person than in the pictures, his smile is brighter and his hair is somehow curlier and fluffier. You have to force your eyes away from his face in order to take the flowers. “Thank you.”

“Of course, my assistant Gabriela said they might be too much, but flowers always seem to work in the movies." When you don’t answer, still taking in how beautiful he is, and the fact that he brought flowers, his smile turns into a frown. “Was it too much?”

“No,” you quickly assure him and his smile makes a reappearance. “It’s perfect, thank you.” At that moment you notice some people have stopped to look at the show you’re offering and Javi sees this too.

“Shall we go inside?” He asks motioning to the building.

There’s no wasting time in looking through the flavors the froyo shop offers, you already know what you’ll get. The combination you have picked every single time since you were ten: blackberry, blueberry, and strawberry. When the selection is done you join Javi at the toppings station to see he has chosen a single flavor, chocolate which he accompanied with a couple of cookies. The moment he sees your choice he smiles.

“I’m guessing you’re putting some more berries on that.” You nod and he helps you put the fruit on top of the frozen yogurt. “There you go berry.” The nickname is said teasingly, but it makes butterflies appear on your stomach nonetheless.

Javi insists on paying for the food, arguing that that’s the least he can do after scaring you outside, and seeing he won’t back down from the offer you let him. Finding a comfortable-looking couch you sit down and turn to each other. “So what are your top three favorite movies?” Just as you were expecting his eyes light up at the question.

“That’s an excellent question Berry,” he smiles and launches himself into an hour-long rant about movies and why he loves Paddington 2 and Nick Cage, but he makes sure to take pauses when talking to ask for your opinion, and for your favorite movies.

When the frozen yogurt is finished you feel like you know more about him than some of the people that have been in your life for literal years, and you only know what his favorite movies are and his opinion on yours. Throughout all your years of dating, there has never been someone who catches your attention quite this much.

When you go out of the shop neither of you is ready to say goodbye so you just walk next to each other until Javi spots an arcade across the street and excitedly points at it. “We need to go there, I bet they have a dancing machine.”

“And you think you can beat me?” You smirk. His eyes linger on yours as he smiles too, both of you excited at the idea of a little friendly competition.

“Let's find out.” He offers you his hand and pulls you across the street towards the arcade half-walking half-jogging to get there quicker. Once inside you buy a magnetic card and walk around seeing what games they have.

There are two Mario Kart machines near the entrance and without consulting with each other you both sit at the same time and start a race. Which you win. And then one race turns into two and then into three with the same results every single time. But you gotta give it to Javi, he’s a good loser, he even hands you a fake trophy. “For Berry, the best Mario Kart racer in the entire world.”

You produce your own imaginary trophy. “For Javi, the second-best Mario Kart racer in the entire world.”

There’s a tie in air hockey, two to two. He beats you by very little in an adventure shooting one. And another tie happens in a basketball one. And then you get to the Dance Dance Revolution machine. After Javi slides the card twice so you can both can play he turns to you with the sweetest smile. “Will you dance with me?”

“Yes.”

The first song, which is in easy mode, serves as a warm-up letting you adjust to the game and to stepping on the arrows on the floor. You suggest upping the second song to ‘difficult’ but this proves to be a mistake as the arrows fly through the screen faster than your legs can move, and you have to hold onto the railing on your back to avoid tripping over yourself and falling. One quick glance at Javi shows you he’s having the same problem, his lips are pursed together and his brow furrowed in concentration as he tries to keep up with the game.

By the time the song ends both of you are panting and covered in sweat, Javi gets a score just slightly higher than yours and he hops off the machine before you can ask for a rematch. “I’m going to get us some water.” He states once his breathing has become more or less normal and leaves just to come back running a couple of seconds later.

“Berry! Berry! Come.” He takes your hand and drags you around the corner to a couple of claw machines. “Pick one of them and I’ll get it for you.”

“Any of them?” He nods solemnly. “Okay, how about that Grogu?” You point to a Grogu plushie in the center of the machine, a green cute ball with pointy ears and big eyes.

“Consider it done.”

Against all odds he maneuvers the claw to the center, lowers it, and picks Grogu causing a squeal on your part which distracts him making him drop the plushie, he looks at you and laughs while shaking his head. “Sorry.”

He tries again and this time you contain your excitement until the plushie is right on top of the hole and he drops it in it. Taking it out of the machine he gives it to you and you bounce up and down with excitement and plant a kiss on his cheek, making him freeze for a second before a smile settles on his face.

“Thank you.”

“Of course.”

Later that day you’re sitting on your bed with the flowers and the plushie in front of you. You can still feel Javi’s lips against yours as you said goodbye, and promised to text each other soon. But how soon? Should you text him something today? Perhaps tomorrow morning? You don’t have to keep wondering for long because your phone lights up showing a message has arrived.

Movie night tomorrow?

Taglist: @sunflowersturn @littlemisspascal @lovesbiggerthanpride @vanemando15 @mswarriorbabe80 @caribbeanredd @alexxavicry @the-chaotic-cow @littlemousedroid

#javi gutierrez #javi g #javi g x reader #javi gutierrez x reader #bee castle writing

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lovesickletters · 2 years

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💜𝑀𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉💜

𝒞𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝑒 𝑅𝓊𝓃

💜Yandere Red Velvet Cookie x Reader | Seeing Red

💜Yandere Red Velvet x Reader Drabble | Blame Gluttony

💜Angst Hanahaki Herb Cookie x Reader | Morning Glory

💜Yandere Alchemist Cookie x Reader | Catalyst

💜Yandere Milk Cookie | Yandere Subcategories

💜Yandere Alphabet - Espresso Cookie

💜Yandere Alphabet - Red Velvet Cookie ⚛️Yandere Bouquet Prompts - Black Pearl Cookie

⚛️Yandere Bouquet Prompts - Almond Cookie

⚛️Yandere Bouquet Prompts - Parfait Cookie 💟Raspberry Cookie | Yandere Edits

💟Red Velvet Cookie | Yandere Edits

💌Almond Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Chilli Pepper Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Clotted Cream Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Cream Unicorn Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Dark Cacao Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Dark Choco Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Espresso Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Herb Cookie | Lovesick Letters 💌Hollyberry Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Kumiho Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Latte Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Lilac Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Liquorice Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Madeleine Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Milk Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Oyster Cookie | Lovesick Letters 💌Parfait Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Pastry Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Pitaya Dragon Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Pure Vanilla Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Purple Yam Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Red Velvet Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Rye Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Sparkling Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Vampire Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Werewolf Cookie | Lovesick Letters

𝒟𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓋𝑒

💜Yandere Willow/Wilson x Reader (Rewrite) | Sanity

𝒢𝑒𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓃 𝐼𝓂𝓅𝒶𝒸𝓉

💜Zhongli x Reader (𝓃𝓈𝒻𝓌)| Sleeping Beauty

💜Amber | Beidou | Yae | NSFW Alphabet

💌Diluc x Reader | Lovesick Letters 💟Amber | Yandere Edits

ℐ𝓃𝓈𝒸𝓇𝓎𝓅𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃

💌Grimora | Lovesick Letters

𝑀𝑜𝓃𝓀𝒾𝑒 𝒦𝒾𝒹

💜Macaque | Wukong NSFW Alphabet

💟Macaque | Wukong | Red Son | Yandere Edits

💟Macaque | Wukong | Princess Iron Fan | Spider Queen | Yandere Edits

💟Wukong | Scorpion Queen | Chang’e | Lady Bone Demon | Yandere Edits

💟Macaque | Wukong | Yandere Edits

💌Macaque | Lovesick Letters

💌Sun Wukong | Lovesick Letters

𝒮𝓉𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒰𝓃𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒

💜Spinel x Reader (𝓃𝓈𝒻𝓌) | Serene

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓁𝑒𝓎 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒

💌The Narrator | Lovesick Letters

💜Yandere Narrator x Reader | Tragedy

💟Lovebug!Narrator | Sketch

#masterlist

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brittle-doughie · 1 year

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When the Jingle Bells Rock (Christmas Special)

A combination of my own idea and a ask by an anon! Merry Christmas, folks!

You had collected all that you needed from the shop as you placed the christmas lights in your cart as you made your way to the front, the sounds of jolly music playing in the speakers within the store. You sigh in content as you sway your head side as you nod to the music, moving your cart to the front of the store to pay for them before heading out to your vehicle.

You had packed everything up and was getting ready to drive off when…

“La di dum…La di da…~”

The sound of someone singing behind you! You turn your head to see the cookie singing right as you closed your trunk to see it was Carol Cookie!

“The time of year spent with family🎵 Time spent where everyone is happy!🎵”

You smiled and clapped to Carol’s singing and playing, bringing a smile to her face as she giggled.

“The occasion that brings everyone together🎵 Wonderful memories that last forever..!🎵”

You did agree with her lyrics with a chuckle, it is a nice time in the year to spend it with those you care about and the family that you have. Though your voice kind of trailed off from that last part.

Something that Carol took notice of.

“Is something wrong? You do have cookies you wish to spend the time of year with, right? I can come over to spend it with you!”

You gave her an awkward chuckle before reassuring her that you’ll have a splendid holiday this year, no need to worry about it! You’ve got it! You fist pumped into the air to really show your enthusiasm!

“Well…..I’ll believe you, Y/N. Have a great holiday! La di da~ La di dum~”

Carol walked away as she continued to strum her instrument as she sung along. You waved her bye as you got into your car and drove home. Once you got on the road, you let out the sigh that you’ve been holding throughout the exchange earlier. You will admit that you weren’t…entirely honest with Carol, but you didn’t want to bother her with your problems. Especially during this of year where every cookie has someone to go spend the holiday with, and you didn’t want to ruin that.

You didn’t want to ruin that for anyone.

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You stopped at a light at a plaza center where you saw a sort of marching parade going on, various cookies with instruments and holiday themed outfits were making a spectacle of themselves as the cookies around them gathered and clapped for them. You will admit that it was a pretty nice event going on that really brought the festive cheer to the cookies of the city, and what surprised you is the fact you can recognize two little cookies in the march, dressed up like winter guards. It was the Chess Choco Cookies!

They caught sight of you as they both waved at you, Pawn White much more energetically then Pawn Black. You waved back in return, but you did have to pay attention to the light in case it turned green! You can tell they wanted to run on over to speak up a storm with you, but their current parade kinda has them occupied at the moment.

“Y/N Cookie! Hello, Y/N Cookie.”

Pawn White tried to head on over to you real quick but was stopped by Pawn Black. Pawn Black too wanted to come over as well, but they still had a parade to do, which makes Pawn White pout but relented.

The two doing their best to hide their disappointment for such unfortunate timing.

“Oh but I want to go to Y/N Cookie! We have a parade, we can’t go to Y/N Cookie.”

Pawn White ultimately relented but waves again at you, promising to see you again later, the two wanted another match at chess with you after all, to which Pawn Black nodded to.

“We’ll see you later, Y/N! We will see you later, Y/N. Happy holidays.”

You chuckled to yourself as you called out to take them up up on that chess offer as the light turned green and you drove away from the plaza center snd continued on your way home.

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You had stopped at a station to refill your car, once you were done, you were about to hop right back into your vehicle…when you felt like there was a presence close by. You could feel the stare they gave you as you quickly turned to that direction, but saw no one..when you felt two hands cover your eyes.

“Hello, my dearest jewel~”

Yep, this pretty much clued you in that this cookie was none other then Rougefort Cookie.

“I couldn’t let the holidays go by without giving my precious jewel a present that suits them~”

Rougefort then handed you a small gift box that you collected, still taken aback a bit from their sudden appearance, but thanked for the present. Pondering…you asked if Rougefort had someone they spend the holidays with.

“Oh..? Are you implying what I think you are~?”

Rougefort got closer to you as you backed away appropriately.

“You do not have a cookie to spend the holidays with? If so…I wouldn’t mind spending it with you, my jewel~ I wouldn’t mind at all~

You shook your hands in front of you as you assured them that it was okay, they should spend the holidays with cookies he cares about more!

“But…I care about you the most, my jewel~ Among the countless I’ve seen, you shine the most~ Please…I insist~”

They got incredibly closer as you continued to try to assure them that you were okay! Your back hit your vehicle as Rougefort got in your face.

“There is no escaping my grasp, my dearest jewel-“

“HEY!”

Before he was stopped by a passerby. You swore you saw his eye twitch a little in hidden irritation as he moved back.

“What a shame. Oh well, I’ll get you later, my jewel~ Happy holidays~”

Rougefort leaped onto the station roof and was out of sight fast. You took a deep breath as you let your face cool, Rougefort nearly had you cornered there!

But…a part of you wondered how it would be if you accepted their company…but they probably had better things to do on this day. Yeah…

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You made a quick pitstop to the toy shop to pick up a few toys. Christmas was a time of giving and the countless toys the shop offered had plenty of potential joy to be had to the young cookie it will go to! Opening the door alerted the owner who was stocking the toys on shelves, Butterbear Cookie!

“Ah, Y/N Cookie! It’s a joy to see you here, my friend. Have you come to buy toys?”

You answered yes to his question. After a little back and forth, he went around and grabbed a couple of toys and placed them into boxes for you.

“That’s quite the list there, Y/N Cookie! Eggnog would really appreciate the work you’re doing for the young cookies around.”

You assured Butterbear that it was nothing, it was Christmas soon! So the time of giving just comes to you pretty hard.

The conversation alerted another cookie that was in the shop to the front, who immediately brightened up upon seeing you!

“Y/N Cookie!”

Lollipop Cookie hurried past the counter and hugged your waist as you chuckled.

“What brings you here? Have you come to get toys?”

“That’s right! Y/N Cookie approached me with a gift list for a number of cookies on it!

“Oh! I know a couple of cookies on there! I can show you which gifts they’ll really like!”

Lollipop asked, with how giddy she was, you couldn’t say no.

“Heh heh! Come on, I know just the right ones!”

As you two picked out the gifts, you took a good look at some of them...and reflected on how the cookies getting them likely have fellow cookies to spend the holiday with, rejoicing and having good times with one another…makes you wonder if you’ll ever have a true holiday experience someday…

It looks like your longing look attracted Lollipop’s attention, she looked at you worried.

“Y/N Cookie, are you ok? You’ve been staring at that teddy bear for a while..”

You shook your head after coming back to reality and reassure Lollipop that you were just stuck in your thoughts for a moment, it was all good!

“It’s ok, Y/N Cookie! You can tell me what you’re thinking!”

You politely turned her down again.

She doesn’t budge.

Now Butterbear’s attention was peaked too as he head over to you two.

“Is everything alright?”

“Something is troubling Y/N Cookie and they’re not answering me…”

Lollipop looked sadly as Butterbear looked at you with worry too. He placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

“Y/N Cookie, if something is the matter, you can tell me. Even as a secret, it will be safe with me.”

You wanted to tell them the issue..but you couldn’t…you didn’t want to burden them..

You simply sunk your head down a bit and shook your head. Lollipop only felt more bad as Butterbear had a solemn look to him.

“I see. Well, I hope whatever is troubling you doesn’t for long.”

The rest of the time was spent in silence as you and Lollipop picked out the rest of the gifts as you payed for them and began to leave.

Lollipop wanted to reach out to you, to try and get you to tell her what’s wrong, if there was anything she can do, but didn’t want to overstep any boundaries as she watched you get in your vehicle and leave.

“Don’t worry, young cookie. It couldn’t be now, but when the time is right for them, they’ll speak what’s on their mind…”

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You finally made it home as you brought your stuff in. You started to decorate the tree, hang up your lights, activated your fireplace, and prepared the food that you were planning to eat…alone.

You took a gander at the letter on your counter, your parents were away on a holiday of their own, but they do give their best wishes and gifts to you. You mentally wished them to have fun on their trip as you continued organizing the sole cookie festivity.

Christmas was a time that should be spent with those you care for the most and you didn’t want to get in the way of that. It did feel..lonesome, but if it meant other cookies got to spend time with their loved ones, then so be it.

You vegged out on the sofa as you watched television, eating your mashed potatoes. You did have to deliver the gifts soon, so you kept the timer on your clock. But in the meantime..

Merry Christmas to lonely ol’ you.

…

But then the silence was interrupted when a knock came at your door. You perked up immediately and wandered over to your door as you opened it.

Blackberry and Onion Cookie?

“I see that you have your decorations ready. I’ll get to work on preparing for the guests.”

She took Onion by the hand and came inside, you were still processing the fact that she just allowed herself in. You didn’t have any problems with that, but..

You tried reassuring her that it was all okay, didn’t she have cookies to spend the holiday with?

“I have Onion to spend it with, but I started to think about you….and who you’d spend this time of year with. It would pain me to see you alone during this day, so I’ve decided I wanted to spend it with you..”

“You shouldn’t be alone, Y/N…sob…sob”

But-

The door rung again, stopping your train of thought.

“Ah, that must be more guests.”

Blackberry opened the door and revealed more cookies waiting at the door.

“Aha! So it was a lonely holiday you were suffering from!”

“We’re here, Y/N! Let’s play! We should play, Y/N.”

“Did you really think I’d allow you to spend the holiday alone, my jewel~”

“Y/N..we would’ve understood! I would like to spend the holiday with you!”

“The young cookie is right, my friend. The holidays are to be spent with cookies you care for, and that includes you.”

There was already a bunch of cookies making their way in, it made your head spin. The incoming crushing hug surprised you.

“Haha! It’s good to see you again, Y/N Cookie! A good eye for festive lights I can see!”

“Woah..your home is packed, Y/N! There’s so many cookies here!”

Brave?! When did you get here-

“We made it! Y/N Cookie, care for a cup of cocoa!”

“Allow me to play for you, Y/N.”

You were in awe of just how many cookies chose to instead come to your house to celebrate then their own.

Yes, you had even let in Kumiho Cookie, who saw this as a win in her book. Maybe one day…

“Oh I’m so happy to spend the holiday with you, darling~”

There was some cookies you hadn’t met before that also came by, you were more wary about them at first. Rambutan had brought in a pal of hers, Mangosteen Cookie.

There was something about that cookie that felt odd…but you couldn’t place your finger on it. The way Mangosteen looked you with interest and fixation did raise the nonexistent hairs on your neck.

Affogato had invited some of his followers to the party too. That little scuffle at the Dark Cacao Kingdom didn’t leave time for introductions, so these disciples were eager to meet the cookie Affogato had talked so much about. You were everything he had ever talked about. Your home was pretty cozy too, cuddle them on your sofa please-

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You did your best to keep the home under control, you served your food to the cookies who took the time to give their compliments to it.

Any mistletoe attempts were halted. Croissant was against it..

Pomegranate didn’t kindly to any of those goody two-shoes cookies trying to get chummy with you. She was holding back the urge to lay a curse on them.

Black Pearl was holding back on her end to drown all the competition in one go. But for you, she’ll allow them to live another day..

You decorated Caramel Arrow’s hair with a lovely flower, making her red in the face. The other Cacao members did get a bit envious of her.

…

As you relaxed on the sofa, cookies on your sides chatting with you as you gazed upon the room full of cookies, having a great time.

You looked down into your cup of cocoa, seeing your reflection in it…

Your eyes…were you crying? Perhaps you were…

You felt stupid, of course with cookies like these folks, you weren’t ever going to spend the holidays alone, never ever…

Maybe…you prefer it that way…

Until you were crowded by the young cookies when it was time to hand out gifts lol.

Fin.

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meterbloom · 2 years

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Blog navigation | Request rules | Introduction

Intro to myself:

Hello, I'm meteor, I'm a genderfluid seventeen y/o that writes for stardew valley, little nightmares and crk! I go by all pronouns and I also draw.

What I post will be art, ramblings about whatever I like, x reader oneshots, etc!

Dni: Dsmp antis, yagami yato listeners, racists, homophobes, transphobes

Requests are open!

Request rules:

No nsfw

No romantic x readers with characters under eleven

No proshipping

nothing racist, homophobic, etc

Will be updated later-

Will write for

Stardew valley: All characters besides for Lewis, clint, gunther, marlon and any mod characters [platonic for Vincent and Jas]

Little nightmares: Mono[platonic], Six[platonic], the Thin man, the Lady

Crk: Strawberry crepe[platonic], all of the cookies of darkness, Chili pepper, rye, squid ink[platonic], the ancients, blackberry, adventurer, black raisin, herb, sparkling, vampire

Romantic yandere

Platonic yandere

Fluff Heavy angst

angst

Gore

Death

hurt comfort

Navigation:

Nothing yet <3

#stardew valley #stardew valley x reader #sdv #sdv x reader #little nightmares #Little nightmares 2 #Ln mono #Ln Six #ln the thin man #ln the lady #Little nightmares x reader #Mono x reader #Six x reader #ln2 mono #Ln x reader #crk x reader #cookie run x reader #cookie run kingdom x reader #cr kingdom

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bubblybongwater · 2 years

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︰˳⁺꒰🎸꒱・“let’s rock!” cookies with a rockstar/guitar player s/o ɞ₊*ฅ

notes: this isn’t me letting my fnaf phase take over no naur totally not bestie haha. also the s/o is taller than everyone in these hcz because idk about you but i think an s/o that could beat the shit out of someone with their guitar is funny as hell 👼 also also sorry if these are kinda bad i was unmotivated while making them 😭 may remake these in the future. also also also the cool images don’t belong to me, they came from pinterest and weheartit.

dark choco cookie ;;

🍫•˖* he found you while you were looking for an isolated area to practice in.

🍫•˖* once he saw your guitar, he had a slight interest in you. he’d never felt the urge to talk to a stranger before, but…

🍫•˖* “your instrument…it looks..interesting.” “oh, thanks man! hey since you’re here, wanna watch me practice? it’s been awhile since i’ve practiced in front of someone else!”

🍫•˖* you…wanted him to watch you? he did compliment your most prized possession, but he was still a stranger… “are you sure?” “yea, why not man! you seem chill.”

🍫•˖* ever since dark choco watched you practice that day, he admired you. you were extremely skilled and you were nice to him.

🍫•˖* he liked hearing your stories about your travels and different experiences you had been through.

🍫•˖* the only problem he had with you was your fanbase. wherever you went, there were always adoring fans following you. dark choco didn’t like the attention. he started to feel like you should spend more time with your fans rather than him. you started to notice this when he expressed discomfort in public.

🍫•˖* “sorry superstars! i’ve got some important business to deal with!” and with that, everyone was gone. “you…didn’t have to do that.” “well, you’re upset! and public attention isn’t helping, sooo…”

🍫•˖* he flinched as you gave him the biggest bear hug you could possibly give. he was confused and hesitant, but hugged back. “you’ll always be my number one superstar!”

🍫•˖* your relationship with dark choco grew stronger, you even let him play your guitar sometimes: “you’re really good at this! didn’t know you could play so well! “…i have a younger brother that introduced me to different instruments in the past.” “we should get together and play sometime!” “that would be nice…”

🍫•˖* also with his insecurities, you’d get your fans to compliment him. “you’re so cool!” “dapper fella.” “date the fucking rockstar already!”

🍫•˖* and a lot of people wanted you to ask him out so-

🍫•˖* you did so by doing a cover of bad boy by cascada. which he was confused by so you had to tell him directly.

🍫•˖* it was kinda awkward and he just kinda stared at you for awhile. but it went well, he accepted!

blackberry cookie ;;

👻•˖* one of her friends dragged her to one of your concerts. your music wasn’t…exactly her type so it took awhile for her to become fond of you.

👻•˖* she wasn’t fond of the loud music that you played, it kinda bothered her since she was more used to quiet environments.

👻•˖* she became fond of you when you talked to her after a show. your personality caught her off guard. you were calm and collected, like her.

👻•˖* when she was babysitting, you offered to help her out. you played calmer songs for the kids to enjoy and sleep to.

👻•˖* blackberry learned how to play the flute so she could play with you sometimes. your instruments were very different, but you made it work! and the kids liked it too.

👻•˖* “we should be on stage together sometime!” she thought about it, but declined.

👻•˖* “i don’t think being on stage is for me, especially due to the loud noises.. but i do still enjoy performing for the kids with you.”

👻•˖* you were happy she still enjoyed doing that with you. however she was still very apologetic about declining. “don’t worry about it! i enjoy our time together either way.”

👻•˖* when fans noticed how much time you were spending with blackberry, they were slightly confused. your personality on stage was so different. you were loud and wacky, but you were quiet and calm with her.

👻•˖* a lot of them thought you were dating, which was surprising to the both of you. were your feelings that obvious? apparently.

👻•˖* you were planning a grand confession. while she didn’t go to your concerts too often, she heard stories about them and watched videos about them. so she’d hear about the confession one way or another.

👻•˖* as the days of your next concert were drawing closer and closer, you spent even more time with blackberry, which she enjoyed. your excitement didn’t fly by the kids though. they knew what you were planning, and they were excited for it.

👻•˖* you were surprised when blackberry confessed first. you had a whole plan to confess on stage but…she confessed first. she confessed through a letter, very classy.

👻•˖* of course you accepted, and with her permission, you still did your special confession concert. and she joined you on stage! she said it was fun, so good job to you!

madeleine cookie ;;

🗡•˖* the both of you are actually fans of each other! so when he met you randomly in public, the both of you kinda freaked out.

🗡•˖* “you actually know me? what an honor! i mean, i am an idol for many but you’re really cool and-“ he rambled about how cool you were, throwing in some compliments about himself.

🗡•˖* you became friends with madeleine almost immediately. you always invited each other to special events and parties.

🗡•˖* within a few months of knowing each other, you were very close.

🗡•˖* your fans started suspecting something, but the both of you denied everything. you didn’t like this himbo, did you? …unless?

🗡•˖* nah, definitely not. that’s what you told yourself anyway. madeleine on the other hand. he would boast to himself about how close you were, pretty much admitting his simping.

🗡•˖* not that he’d tell you that, not yet. though, his simping was quite obvious. he’d compliment you like every 5 minutes and just kinda stare at you, admiring you.

🗡•˖* it was even worse during your concerts. madeleine would literally make sure he was cheering the loudest, which embarrassed you a little but it also made you laugh.

🗡•˖* the fanbases you both had were crazy about you. they casually started fighting over which one of you would confess first.

🗡•˖* “madeleine is totally gonna confess first, he’s got the confidence!” “himbos never confess first.” “excuse you!? how dare you call him a himbo!” “i’m not wrong, am i? besides, (y/n)’s got the same confidence! and they’re more of a star anyway.”

🗡•˖* yea…the fans were..definitely a little wacky. most of them. some were pretty chill and just wanted to make fan edits.

🗡•˖* “….jeez. have you seen the wars the fans are causing?” “yes, i have! and i am mildly concerned!”

🗡•˖* ah yes, laughing your ass off at your funky fans with your totally not crush himbo man.

🗡•˖* so when you actually confessed.. “i like yo- oh.” your fans were wrong. rather than you or madeleine confessing first, the both of you technically confessed first. cant wait to see how the fans’ll react to this.

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