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Jealous Brad and the reader, u choose the concept, very dominant Bradley bby
You're mine | Brad Simpson
Word count: +/- 1.7k
Date: 20/08/2022
Proofread: yes (spelling/grammar mistakes are still possible)
Warnings: +18 content, sexual content (fingering, dom, rough), swearing/cursing
Tags: Brad Simpson, The Vamps, imagine, Brad Simpson x reader, smut, fanfiction, Dom!Brad, Jealous!Brad, smut Saturdays
A/N: Hii! Thank you for your request! Hope you enjoy it! Btw, dom and jealous Brad is such a concept!💛
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In the background, you can hear the waves crashing on the beach. People are laughing, and children are screaming out of pleasure. They run into the sea. The sun is burning on your skin. The warmth feels good, it makes you feel relaxed. It's the first time in a long while you're on vacation. Now it's slightly less busy with the band, Brad has found some free time to come along with you. It's the first time you go on vacation with your boyfriend and it has already been amazing so far.
"I'm going into the water", you say to Brad, "you want to come with me?".
"Maybe later baby, I like to watch you", he says with a wink.
"Okay, your loss", you say to him playfully.
You turn around and walk down the beach to the water. You see a group of guys around your age watching you. They are whispering and smiling. They are not doing it in a pervy way.
"Ciao bella", one of the guys say and you smile at them.
You've got a lot of attention from the boys here. It's not the first time someone says you're beautiful. You're kinda enjoying the compliments. The only one who isn't is Brad. He says he is not jealous but you can sense that every time a boy gives you a compliment he gets a little bit angry.
You go into the water and close your eyes. It feels good to feel the sun on your face. After a hard year of work and work only it's something that you deserved.
"Hiya!", you hear someone shout and you open your eyes.
There are men, somewhat older than you smiling at you. You guess they are a few years older but not more than that.
"Hi beautiful", they say and you smile back.
"Do you have something planned tonight?", they ask.
"I'm sorry but I already have a boyfriend and we already have something planned", you quickly decline their offer.
In your eyes nothing is wrong. Boys always give you some attention but you will always decline their offer as there is only one man for you. You would never put Brad aside or cheat on him, you love him way too much for that.
Meanwhile, Brad is boiling at the beach. He saw how these boys were looking at you. He saw how you smiled at them. He saw you talking to the other boys. It made him jealous as hell and he is furious. Brad is the only one who can look at you like those boys did and nobody else. He has to show you you're his and only his.
When you come out of the water and you arrive back at the place where you and Brad are laying, Brad is already picking up all of your stuff.
"Are we going?", you ask.
"Yes".
"But I'm still wet".
"I don't care, it will only make things easier"
He puts the bag on his shoulder and takes your hand. He starts dragging you towards the hotel you're staying at, it's not far from the beach. You can sense how angry he is and you guess it's probably because of the boys.
The whole walk to the hotel is silent. You can see that he is breathing fast and his neck vein is on show. This always happens when he is jealous. When you arrive in your room Brad puts the bag somewhere quickly. He walks over to you again and pushes you against the wall, your belly against it. You hold your face to the side. Brad pins you against the wall. He stands close to you, his legs are spread so you can't escape.
"Those boys never had the right to look at you that way and I saw you smiling at them, I saw you fucking smile", Brad says in an angry tone.
"Did you like how they were looking at you?", you nod your head.
"I think I have to show you that you're mine, I have to show you who can give you the most pleasure. I have to show you who can fuck you the best"
Brad starts kissing your neck, sucking on the skin. He knows it turns you on when he is so rough and dominant. His hands search for your tits which are still covered by your bikini top. He squeezes them hard and you let out a moan.
"I have to admit I enjoy the compliments but you know you're the only one for me baby", you say to him.
"I'll give you a ton of compliments if you want to", Brad answers in an angry tone.
Brad steps back and you can finally look at him. His eyes are filled with hunger. When he is jealous his dominant side shows up and you like it. You like how he handles you so roughly.
"Bend over ", he instructs you.
You stand in front of the bed and you bend over. Your hands are on the bed, keeping you steady. You feel Brad's hands on your back. They are sliding down, taking your bikini bottoms and pulling them down. You feel them falling on your feet. Your ass and pussy are totally exposed.
One of Brad's hands starts sliding over your pussy lips. He slowly goes over them, spreading the wetness that already came out of your pussy.
"You were already so wet for me babygirl", Brad says.
"Yes baby".
His finger slowly enters your pussy. When it's totally in it you can't help but moan. His finger goes in and out of you at a slow pace. The more you moan the faster Brad goes. He enters a second finger, adding more pressure. His other hand finds your clitoris and he starts rubbing it. The combination of his fingers sliding in and out of you and his hand rubbing over your clit lets your legs shake. You feel that you're already close. Your breath is heavy. You can't take it anymore. Brad's fingers are moving so fast in and out. Your legs are shaking uncontrollably and you let go.
"Oh my god", you scream when you cum.
"That's my good girl", Brad says and slides his fingers out of you.
You turn your head to look at him. Your wetness is dripping off his fingers. He puts his fingers in his mouth and makes them clean again.
"You taste amazing", he says.
Brad bends over you so he can say something in your ear. You can feel his boner against your ass.
"Now it's my turn", he whispers and stands back up.
You turn your head around again. You can hear Brad taking off his shirt and unbuckling his belt. The next thing you hear is the wrapper of a condom being torn apart so he can slide the condom around his dick.
Brad rests his hands on your ass and slowly enters you with his dick. You gasp at the feeling of being filled. Slowly he starts thrusting into you.
"Fuck, you're always so tight", he moans.
Brad starts thrusting harder. He takes your hair into a ponytail and holds you like that. You feel your second orgasm building up. Brad's other hand takes your bikini top off. Leaving your breasts exposed. Brad takes one of your breasts in one hand. He massages it before he starts to play with your nipple.
"Brad baby, this feels so good", you moan out with your eyes closed.
"Say that I'm the only man who can make you feel this good", he demands.
"You know you're the only man who makes me feel this good"
Brad takes you by the hips and slows down his pace.
"Why are you stopping?", you ask disappointed.
"Turn around, lay on your back", he asks you.
You do what he says and you lay down on your back. Brad takes your legs and spreads them apart. He enters you again with his dick. He picks the pace up again. He lays your legs over his shoulder. In this position, he goes deeper.
"Fuck me harder Brad", you moan out.
Brad listens to you and his thrusts are getting more intense. The sound of skin slapping fills the room. Both of you are panting hard, not able to say another word. Your head is thrown back and your eyes are closed. Pleasure is radiating through your body.
"You feel so good babygirl oh god", Brad moans out, "I'm so close".
You feel Brad's dick twitching inside you. His moans are getting harder. His thrusts are getting more sloppy and he is losing power holding your legs. You know he is losing it.
"Fuck y/n", Brad moans out, he is holding on tight on your legs to keep himself steady while he cums.
Brad gently puts your legs down while he catches his breath. You sit up again on the bed. You take his hands in yours and squeeze them.
"Why are you always so jealous?", you ask.
Brad doesn't dare to look at you.
"I don't know, I just- I just don't want to lose you", he says.
You stand up and hug him tightly.
"You'll never lose me, baby".
You can sense that Brad is smiling. He hugs you even tighter and you almost can't breathe.
"If you're going to choke me you are in fact going to lose me", you say in a funny tone.
"I'm sorry", he laughs while letting you go.
"I'm going to take a shower", you say.
"Maybe I should join for a second session", Brad says in a naughty tone.
You run to the bathroom so you can close the door before he can get in but he catches you. You start to laugh.
"You're not hard to catch", he says and starts tickling you.
"Stop, please, Bradley", you squeal.
"Only if I can take a shower with you", he says.
"Okay, okay, you win", you laugh.
You take his hand and take him into the shower.
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dunno how ppl write brad simpson from the vamps as a dom considering he's sung, in multiple songs, saying he wants to be tied down and taken advantage of, basically 😭😭.
cherry blossom song "nothing but you"
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I'd suck on his tits till my jaw aches, and then just move onto the fat cock begging for attention
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Ain’t No Sunshine When She’s Gone-Chapter VI
Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x Female Reader (no use of y/n)
Goodbye for now
(previous chapter here, next chapter here)
Warnings: smut, same ol’ same ol’.
You wake up to a loud thump and groan from the living room. “Everything okay out there?” You call, too tired to check yourself.
“Yeah. I’m okay, Steve launched me off the air mattress.” Mickey responds with a laugh, “Not the ears, buddy!”
Bradley’s head pops up on the other side of Bob. “I know I was drunk last night but…we didn’t, uh…you know, me and you…with Bob?”
You laugh, throwing a pillow at him. “You’re an idiot”.
He laughs too, “I kid, I kid. I would definitely remember a night with Bobby here”.
Bob sits up with a yawn. “How’d you end up in here Brad?”
“Not sure. The last thing I remember is laying on the bed and telling you should try it, see to how comfy it is” Bradley says, trying to recall.
“Yeah okay, I remember now. I said why not and laid down too. Must’ve fallen asleep.” Bob replies.
“More like you both passed out,” you laugh, picking up your phone to show them the picture you got.
“Well, next time Sunny’s in the middle, Bob kept pushing me all night” Bradley complains.
“You kept nuzzling my neck with your mustache, it tickles!” Bob argues.
“Wait, Next time?” You ask.
“Yeah. Now that I know your bed is this comfy, I’m crashing in here every time I have too many beers with Pete.” Bradley says matter of factly as if you have no say.
Before you can argue, there’s a knock at the door. “Bob, I’ll take Steve out for ya. Penny’s making breakfast if anyone’s hungry” Pete says, already heading back down the stairs, Steve in tow.
You hear Nat and Jake stirring, talking with Mickey as you stretch. You’re all a little worse for the wear this morning, Jake’s missing his shirt, Mickey can’t find his shoe, and your hair is a rats nest, but hey-no one’s puking, so that’s a plus.
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Pete takes a call when you’re all eating, everyone looking more alive with some food in them.
He comes back a few minutes later, looking grim. “That was Adm. Simpson. The mission’s been moved up. We leave tomorrow at 0800, and report to base at 0700.”
His words weigh heavily in the air, shifting the energy in the room from carefree to tense instantly.
“You too?” Penny asks. He nods, unable to meet her eyes.
Dread fills you at that. They’re all going, the best of the best. It’s definitely something serious.
Everyone finishes eating and cleans up in near silence, needing to get home to pack and tie up loose ends. You follow Bob to his truck, giving him a kiss and a promise that you’ll be over later, as you have to prep for the upcoming week first as well.
You strip the beds, vacuum, meal prep, and clean. As you’re putting the clean blankets back under your bed, you find the Polaroid camera you got for Christmas and a lightbulb goes off. You have an idea.
You find your prettiest lingerie and scroll TikTok for tutorials and poses before changing into deep red lacy boy shorts that hug your ass just right, paired with a matching push-up bra, you slip on a pair of red-bottomed heels you splurged on and you’re set. You set the camera on a step stool and set the timer. It takes a few practice takes, but you get it on the 3rd try.
You capture different poses in various states of undress. You have to admit, you look pretty damn good in the light of the early afternoon sun. You picture Bob finding them and getting all hot and bothered, jerking off to them. You end up pulling out your vibrator and bringing yourself off quickly, snapping a few pictures during, too.
You pick several of your favorites and place them in an envelope before writing: ‘For Lt. Bob Floyd’s eyes only’. You seal the envelope with a lipstick kiss and squirt a spray of perfume in the air before waving the envelope through it. Perfect.
You shower and pull leggings with an oversized tee before packing an overnight bag and you’re on your way.
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Bob and Steve meet you at his door, taking the bag of takeout you picked up.
“All packed?” You ask as you kiss his cheek in greeting.
“Yeah, pretty much. I’m still waiting on a few things in the dryer. Not sure if you heard yet, but Mav said we can take our phones. We’ll have limited access but at least we’re allowed to have them this time”.
You breathe a sigh of relief. “Oh good.” You were dreading not being able to talk at all. The dryer dings and he leaves the room to get the clothes, you slip the envelope in his bag under some socks.
“I should’ve asked sooner, but my sister is stopping over in a bit to pick up Steve, are you okay meeting her?” Bob asks, plopping the clean laundry on the couch to fold it.
“I don’t mind at all. Annie, right?” You say, walking over to help him.
“Yep. She and her husband Mike, are taking the girls to Disney in 3 weeks, leaving on the 19th. Would you want to take Steve if I’m not back by then? I can board him if you can’t or prefer not to” he asks.
“Oh, I’d love to have him! I would’ve taken him the whole time but I’m not sure what my call hours will be yet, I’ll find out more tomorrow when I accept the position. I’m sure Amelia will kidnap him when I’m not home too” you joke.
“Thanks, that’s a relief knowing he’ll be in good hands. I hate this is all last minute,” he sighs, dropping the shirt he’s folding to pull you in for a hug. “I know this is new, but I’m—I just don’t want to leave you yet.”
“I don’t want you to either” you mumble into his chest.
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You finish folding the clothes and help him pack, a little nervous that he’ll discover your gift, but soon he zips his duffle closed.
The doorbell rings as you two dish out the food. “Come in!” Bob calls.
“Hey, whose car is that in the drivew—oh, I’ll bet it’s yours. You must be Sunny…the pretty nurse from Minnesota that I keep hearing about?” She smiles, holding out her hand as Bob flushes.
You laugh, shaking her hand. “That’s me, and you’re Annie-the brilliant statistician and lifesaving sister.”
“I’ll take that over the ‘annoying little sister that he never wanted’ I heard all the time growing up” she teases.
“I literally only said that once…after you smashed the Hot Wheels track I had spent hours making,” Bob argues.
“Whatever you say. It’s nice to meet you though,” she smiles, turning her attention back to you.
“Likewise. Have you eaten yet? I brought plenty of food” you ask.
She nods, “I did. I’d love to stay and chat but I left the girls with the neighbor since Mike got called out to a fire. I wanted to bring them with me, but Harper keeps getting carsick if she rides more than 10 minutes and I really didn’t want Steve to eat it. Speaking of, I should really put a call into her doctor about that…” she rambles.
You try and hide your smile—she’s the complete opposite of Bob.
“It’s alright, I understand. Thanks again for taking him on such short notice. Sunny said she’ll take him when you guys go to Disney. I’ll FaceTime if and when I get the chance,” Bob says, hugging her.
“Be safe, okay? I love you” she sniffs, wiping her eyes.
“I will, I love you too. Tell Mike and the girls I say hi” Bob replies, voice cracking a little. You have to look away, or you’ll start crying next.
You take her phone number and text her right away so she has yours. She hugs Bob again and then takes off with Steve. The house feels too quiet.
You finish eating and clean up. It’s only a little after 7 but you both head to the bedroom.
Bob takes a seat on the edge of the bed with a heavy sigh. His head drops, obviously deep in thought. You step out of your leggings, and pull off your tee, leaving you in just your basic thong and bra as you pad over to him in your bare feet.
You lift his chin, surprised to see tears in his eyes. “You okay?”
“Yeah, just…scared” he replies, voice thick with unshed tears.
“Me too.” You reply softly before leaning down to kiss him.
He kisses you back slowly, sweetly, savoring every sigh and shiver. He rises and unsnaps your bra, pulling it down your arms before turning to lay you back on the bed. He strips off his tee with one hand and pushes his sweats off before crawling on the bed.
He kisses up from your ankle to your knee, knee up to your inner thigh. He places a sloppy kiss to your clit through your underwear, and you whimper as he moves on. He licks a path up your stomach, past your navel stopping to give your breasts attention. Your hands weave into his hair as he lavishes your nipples, sucking, nipping, flicking, teasing. “Please, I need…I need more” you whine, tugging lightly on his strands.
He surges forward for a kiss, thrusting his boxer-clad erection against your clit. The head of his cock catches your entrance and he stills, groaning lowly, feeling your wet warmth through both layers of underwear. He takes a shuttering breath before thrusting against you again, careful to not repeat it. “I want…cccan we? When I get back?” He pants into your neck.
“Yes, God yes, please,” you cry, getting close. Your fingers run down his back, before sliding under his boxer briefs to squeeze his ass, nails biting into his skin as you pull him into you harder. “Fuck!” He chokes out, cum soaking the front of his underwear. He continues rocking against you, and the added moisture is enough to send you over the edge too. You cry out into his neck, grinding your hips into his as you ride it out.
He catches his breath before pushing himself off you “I feel like a teenager again, dry humping in the backseat and jizzing in my pants,” he chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck, embarrassed.
“Me too,” you smile up at him, “the only difference is I never got back then.”
He crawls off the bed, slipping off the cum soaked boxers and balling them up, walking away to throw them in the hamper. Your eyes naturally drift to his ass and widen as you see the crescents your nails left. Those are gonna sting in the shower.
“I’m gonna do one last load of laundry, do you want to add yours? He turns back to you, nodding at your underwear. You nod, climbing off the bed to pull them off and hand them over.
You clean up and get ready for bed in the bathroom, putting on the pajamas he left for you.
He takes his turn after you. He returns to the bedroom and wordlessly turns off the light before climbing into bed next to you. He puts his head on your chest and you run your fingers through his hair, putting him to sleep before drifting off yourself.
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As always, morning comes too soon. Your phone’s alarm startles you awake at 5:15. Bob rises as you hit snooze. 10 minutes later it goes off again and you turn it off with a groan. You are not a morning person.
You smell coffee brewing as the shower turns on. You hear a yelp. “Jesus Sunny! What’d you do to my ass?!” He hisses.
“Want me to kiss it better?” You say with a smile.
He doesn’t reply, but shower door slides open.
You laugh, stripping your pajamas off and get in behind him.
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He brings you to orgasm twice, once with his fingers, and the second time with his tongue.
You kneel to return the favor, but only after you kiss each mark your nails left.
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He hold your hand as you drive him to base. The ride is quiet and somber.
You pull in the lot shortly after Jake and Nat.
Jake pulls you into a hug as soon as you get out of the car, knowing you need it.
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Soon, everyone’s here. You make your way around the other family members to you say your goodbyes, saving Bob for last.
“Bring him home safe?” You ask Nat. “Of course” she replies, tearing up a little.
“No cuddling Bob without me, alright?” You tease. “No promises” Bradley winks, giving you a bear hug.
Bob pulls you in and Bradley releases you, kissing you deeply. Someone wolf whistles and Mickey yells to get a room.
You pull away with a laugh, but tears are brimming. “I’ll be here with Steve when you get back.”
He nods as Admiral Simpson clears his throat. “I’ll be in touch as soon as I can” he whispers before kissing you one last time.
The tears flow as they walk away.
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Jealous!Tom
* = smut
*Are You Jealous? - @eeyore101247
tom is sick of constantly having to watch men flirt with her and his brothers
*How To Flirt - @fanatic1997
you’re tom’s roommate and best friend - when he suggests for you to start dating, you ask him to teach you how to flirt - after he sees you flirting with a guy at a bar, his jealousy drives him to admit his feelings for you
Lingering Gazes - @marvelouspeterparker
when you and tom are invited to a gala, several of the men at the benefit can’t seem to keep their gazes or their hands off of you
Jake's Girl - @erule
during an interview, the interviewer asks jake if he’s dating the reader and tom gets jealous
Green-Eyed - @t-lostinworlds
you tag along to a birthday party with your friend tom, but you argue when a certain 5sos member gets too flirty
Jealousy Looks Good On You - @smileyparkersmiley
tom gets jealous when you are approached by someone else at a family party
Jealousy - @heavenlyholland
you and shawn collab together - making tom a tad jealous
So Into You - @cutelittlestar
while you and tom are doing an interview, your celebrity crush surprises you, causing tom to get jealous
Not Jealous - @sunrisespidey
in which tom gets a little jealous
Just Friends - @peteprker
you and tom have been close friends for years and nothing more - but, one day he sees you flirting with someone else and jealously starts to bubble over
The Silent Treatment - @alltoowelltom
tom is jealous when you spend the night in harrison’s room after an argument
Peanut Butter And Jelly - @vendettaparker
tom’s long time crush on you becomes painful when you and harrison are cast as love interests in a movie
Reckless - @vendettaparker
in a fit of jealousy, tom embarrasses you in front of your new friend and the entire pub, leaving you heartbroken at his reckless actions
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your obsession with ryan reynolds has tom feeling insecure
The 1 - @waitimcomingtoo
tom panics when he realises you never officially said your relationship was exclusive
I Keep On Missing You - @waitimcomingtoo
you and tom breakup after he gets jealous over your friendship with brad simpson
*All Eyes On You - @hollandcrush
nobody can take the eyes of you, boys and girls
Afterglow - @illicitlimerence-writes
your blind date is interrupted by tom because he can’t stand the idea of you with anyone else
Under The Stars - @cali-holland
when you invite tom and harrison to go to a cabin in the woods with your old college friends, tom devises a plan to finally confess his feelings for you - little does he know, the cabin belongs to your ex-boyfriend, and he’s also seeking your attention this week
Requited Jealousy - @bxckybxrnxs
after months of flirting between you and tom seem to be leading nowhere, you attempt to drown your crush with a handsome stranger - tom can’t stop feeling jealous as his concealed feelings for you explosively boil over
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through the hourglass 190. brb x oc
THIS FIC IS 18+ ONLY! MINORS PLS DNI!
a/n: yeah next chapter will be more smut lol i missed this(comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!! they make my nights they really do<3)
pairing: plus size!oc x rooster
warnings: SMUT, s3xii tiEMS
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‘Dear Lt.Bradley Nicholas Bradshaw
I am pleased to inform you that, you have been selected for promotion to the rank of Lieutenant Commander in the United States Navy. Your selection for this promotion is a testament to your exceptional performance, dedication, and leadership qualities demonstrated throughout your career, more specifically, your latest mission.
The promotion board thoroughly reviewed your qualifications, achievements, and potential for continued success, and unanimously recommended your promotion to the rank of Lieutenant Commander. Your outstanding professionalism, technical expertise, and commitment to excellence have earned you this well-deserved recognition.
Your promotion is a reflection of your exceptional leadership abilities, your dedication to the Navy's core values, and your unwavering commitment to service. I am confident that you will continue to excel and inspire others as you progress in your career as a commissioned officer.
Please accept my heartfelt congratulations on this significant achievement. Your promotion to Lieutenant Commander is a milestone that highlights your continuous growth and potential within the United States Navy. I have no doubt that you will embrace this new role with the same professionalism, enthusiasm, and passion that have characterized your career thus far.
I encourage you to continue pursuing personal and professional development opportunities, lead by example, and remain committed to the Navy's core values of honor, courage, and commitment. Your leadership and expertise will undoubtedly make a positive impact on our organization and the Sailors under your charge.
Once again, congratulations on your promotion to Lieutenant Commander. I look forward to witnessing your continued success and contributions to the United States Navy.
Fair winds and following seas.
Sincerely,
Vice-Admiral Beau Simpson.’
He finishes reading it outloud to look at Beatrice who was now standing in front of him with her hands in front of her mouth, eyes wide and blood gone from her face. Her eyes brimmed with tears, “Brad!” she squeaks, fanning her eyes and trying her hardest not to cry “Honey!!” she is bouncing on her feet because she can’t contain her excitement.
Her husband is actually too shocked to do anything. “I…”
“Brad!” she lunges towards him,wrapping her arms around his neck, the letter fluttering down to the floor as the two fall on the couch. He holds her hips with his hands and softens her fall by turning to the side instead of letting her lie on top of him…not that she could. Beatrice cups his face with both hands, kissing him repeatedly while laughing, “Oh my God!You did it!” he’s still speechless, “Honey?”
Rooster blinks in disbelief, his mind racing to process the news. He holds Beatrice tightly, his arms encircling her, as he slowly begins to comprehend the significance of the letter. A mixture of emotions floods through him—joy, pride, and a touch of disbelief.
He was good but he wasn’t going to ignore humbleness.
"Baby," he finally manages to say, his voice filled with awe "I... I can't believe it. Lieutenant Commander." He hugs her tightly, burying his face in her neck, his voice muffled by her shoulder. "I can’t believe this actually happened."
Beatrice pulls back slightly, her eyes shining with tears of joy. "You did it, Brad," she says, her voice filled with pride. "You absolutely deserve it." She places a gentle kiss on his forehead before pulling him into another tight embrace. "I'm so proud of you."
He smiles, a radiant expression of happiness spreading across his face. "I couldn't have done it without you," he whispers, his voice full of gratitude. "You know that,right?
Beatrice brushes away a tear that escapes from her eye, a wide grin on her face. "We're going to celebrate," she declares, her voice brimming with excitement. "We'll do something special to commemorate this achievement. You deserve it."
“Well,we have our date.”
“But that was already planned.” she pouts, “No, we need something more.”
“Do we? I kinda like us going on a date.”
Beatrice huffs, pushing him on the couch so he sits upright before climbing on his lap, wrapping his neck with her arms and bringing him closer, “Brad…well,I mean,I’m okay with it too but…” she draws circles on his shirt, “I mean you deserve something more, maybe we can add to what you have already planned? Can…we do that?”
He blinks at her for a few seconds, then avoids her eyes to look to the side as he thinks on it, “...well,” he tsks quietly, “I can do that.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah,sure, I can call the place and work on it.”
Rooster grins, the excitement in Beatrice's eyes contagious. He wraps his arms around her waist, holding her close as he looks into her eyes. "We'll make it even more special. I'll call the place and see what we can arrange to add some extra surprises and make it a truly unforgettable celebration."
Beatrice's face lights up with a bright smile, her fingers gently running through his hair. "That sounds perfect," she replies, her voice filled with anticipation. "I know whatever you plan will be amazing.And remember we’ll celebrate you too." she softens on his hold, sitting fully on his thighs,”How do you feel about it? Did you expect this promotion?”
Rooster hums, brushing his fingers over the delicate fabric of her dress, “...I had a feeling but I wasn’t expecting it so soon.” he frowns, still rubbing his thumb over the tiny flowers, “I think I was too angry and worried to think it was already coming.”
“I understand.” she says while caressing his arms, smiling sweetly at him,”But you are really good at it and,well, I think we both knew it’d happen. We talked about it a few months ago.”
“We did…it’s crazy to think I…I got a promotion.” he was happy, wasn’t he? He felt a bit conflicted about it if he was completely honest. Part of him was glad this happened but the other wondered if it was the right time to. “...I might need to talk to my future therapist about this.”
“Huh?”
He shakes his head with a smile, “Nothing, just talking out loud.” he sighs, leaning back on the couch and cupping her asscheeks with his hands as he purses his lips, “...anyway,” he straightens himself suddenly, making her squeak and hold onto his neck as he just picks her up in bridal style as if she weighs nothing. Now, normally he’d do that, but she’s a bit more pregnant than before and the fact he can still do that was…really good.
“Um…well,” she clears her throat as he carries them out of the room, her legs moving in the air, ‘You didn’t tell me where we’re going.”
“I didn’t.”
She blinks, ‘...and you aren’t going to.”
He chuckles quietly, ‘No, not really.” he kisses her forehead, “Relax, it’ll be fun.”
Beatrice giggles, her arms tightening around Rooster's neck as he carries her in his arms. She rests her head on his shoulder, enjoying the feeling of being effortlessly lifted by him. "Well, I trust you," she says playfully. "I know it'll be wonderful, you haven’t made me regret anything yet."
Rooster carries her through the house, heading towards the front door. "Just a little surprise," he teases, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You'll find out soon enough." He opens the door, stepping outside with Beatrice still in his arms.
She looks around, the anticipation growing as she wonders where they might be going. "Are we going far?" she asks, her curiosity getting the better of her.
Rooster smirks, his gaze meeting hers. "Not too far," he replies cryptically. "But far enough for it to be special."
“Hmmmm…”
“You aren’t trying to get it out of me,” he carries her up the stairs, “Are you?” and Beatrice looks like a deer in the headlights because that was exactly what she was doing, “You have to wait for it, be patient,gorgeous.”
“I am patient.” she huffs, crossing her arms, “Just tell me, do I need to dress nice for it? Go formal?”
Rooster chuckles, his grip on Beatrice secure as he ascends the stairs. He reaches their bedroom and gently sets her down on their bed, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Well, let's just say you'll want to look nice," he teases, leaning closer to kiss her forehead..
Beatrice pouts, her curiosity growing stronger. "You're not giving me much to work with,Roos" she complains, crossing her arms. "But fine, I'll trust you. I'll dress up and be ready for anything."
Rooster smirks, leaning in closer to her. "That's my girl," he says, his voice low and filled with affection. "I promise it'll be worth the wait."
Beatrice's expression softens, a warm smile spreading across her face. She reaches out to gently trace her fingers along Rooster's jawline. "I trust you," she says softly. "I know you'll make it special, just like you always do."
Rooster leans into her touch, I do my best," he murmurs, his voice full of sincerity. "Now, why don't you go call your parents?See if they can stay with Nikki. If not I can always call Mav, I know he’d love to have her…and if your dad is okay enough for it too.”
Ever since Rafael’s hospital scare, everything has been threaded very lightly, honestly they haven’t been going to the Schiavoni’s house as often as they did out of fear that the visits could make the patriarch somehow feel worse, “I’ll call them, my dad is better though and I’m sure he’d appreciate having Nicole by. I know Leo has been keeping the girls close out of worry too,” she brings the phone to her ear as she smiles at him, “Can you check-”
He’s already out of the room, “Yes ma’am,going right now.” and he winks at her before disappearing towards Nicole’s nursery. He peeks inside, the little moon shaped light shines in the corner and illuminates just enough of Nicole’s sleeping frame inside her crib. She has both of her legs pressed against the gates, as if she’s sitting while lying down and her head is pointed right at the door so Rooster can see some of that golden brown hair peeking from under her tiger onesie’s hoodie.
Rooster smiles fondly at the sight of their daughter peacefully sleeping in her crib. He tiptoes closer, careful not to disturb her. Gently, he reaches out to tuck the stray strands of hair behind her ear, inside the hoodie his touch light and tender. The soft glow of the nightlight casts a warm, comforting ambiance in the room.
He stands there for a moment, taking in the serene scene, feeling a swell of love and gratitude in his heart. He sighs, still looking down at her with his smile widening, “You are so cute…you’ll be nice tonight,right? Mama and papa are going out.” she obviously doesn’t reply, in fact she just hums and looks away while rolling on her crib, hoodie falling off her head.
He hears Beatrice speaking to her mother, he knows because of the constant reassurance that everyone is fine, followed by a ‘yes mama’ that is a mix of annoyed and appreciative at the same time. It doesn’t take long for her to finish the call and eventually appear by the door, “She asleep?” she asks quietly, her appearance made the dogs lift their heads in surprise followed by Rooster nodding, “Oh,good, well, my parents said yes.”
And for a second, his smirk turned almost too pleasant, “Good.”
-
“Hm.”
“What?”
“You know,” she begins, “I love surprises, Rooster,I truly do but this is the first time you put something over my eyes.” she is sitting with her hands over her lap on the bronco, pursing her lips, “You really don’t want me to know where we’re going.” she doesn’t see him looking at her appreciatively as he drives, keeping an eye on the road as well of course. But she looks so nice with that dress - he knows the choice of something loose yet so much like her was meant for comfort but he wasn’t complaining.
He always loved her dresses.
“It’s for a good reason.” her reply didn’t sound convinced, “I swear.” as soon as he sees the place he smirks, “We’re almost there.”
“Hm.” she purses her lips even more as she tries to hold back her smile, leaning back into her seat with her arms crossing, ‘I’m counting on it,Lieutenant-Commander.” his sharp intake of air when she said it wasn’t missed by Beatrice, who just giggled back at him.”
“You are evil.” he said after a few seconds, running his hand over his face because he was already getting hot.
The car glides along the familiar streets, the anticipation building between them. As they approach their destination, Rooster pulls into a parking lot near a waterfront area. He turns off the engine, the car falling into a quiet stillness.
"We're here," he announces, his voice tinged with excitement. He reaches over to unbuckle his seatbelt and turns to face Beatrice, his eyes locked with hers albeit she couldn’t see it. "Ready for the surprise?"
Beatrice looks at him, her lips curled into a playful smile. "I'm always ready for your surprises," she replies, her voice filled with anticipation. "I trust you, Lieutenant-Commander."
Rooster leans closer, his hand reaching out to caress her cheek. "Careful." he walks out of the car first, opening the door for her and helping her out. She could hear traffic, she could hear people talking…and music?
“Brad?”
“I know.” she hears him moving behind her, pulling the blindfold and finally making it easy for her to open her eyes. She blinks a bit, looking around until she sees what she’s looking for. “There, you like it?”
“Oh my God!” she laughs, ‘I can’t believe it!”
They were at Trooper. The place where they had their very first date, the little 50’s style diner with the great burgers and even better music that floated around, “Oh my god! Roos! I–” she was smiling so hard her cheeks hurt, “You are too cute, I love you so much!”
He doesn’t hesitate in opening his arms so she jumps on him, kissing his lips repeatedly before looking back at the place, “It still looks the same, it’s been…a while huh?”
“Almost five years, gorgeous.” he holds out his hand for her to take and the two wander inside. It’s really just the same, inside and outside, the tiles, the seats, even the smell of strong floral scented cleaner is there.
Beatrice's eyes light up with joy as she takes in the familiar surroundings. She looks at Rooster, not being able to hide how giddy she was. "I can't believe you remembered," she says, her voice filled with awe. "This place holds such a special place in my heart."
Rooster smiles, his eyes glistening with affection. "How could I forget?" he replies, his voice filled with warmth. "It’s special for us,baby."
They find a cozy booth by the window, just like they did on their first date, in fact it was the very same seat from their first date. They settle into their seats, the nostalgia washing over them. The waitress approaches with a warm smile, handing them menus. Rooster glances at Beatrice, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "What would you like,gorgeous?"
Beatrice chuckles, her fingers tracing the menu. "Hmm, tough choice," she muses. "But I think I'll go with the panini and the lemonade…just like the first time."
Rooster nods approvingly, his smile widening. "Excellent choice," he says, his voice filled with enthusiasm. "And I'll have the burger and a coke, just like the first time."
As they wait for their food, they set the menus aside and Beatrice crosses her arms over the table with her eyes moving around, “...crazy.” she smiles, “That…we’re here again after so long,Roos.”
He smirks, interlocking his fingers in front of his mouth as he looks at her..and that scene makes her smile, laughing softly, “...what are you doing?”
“Nothin’” , he replies, “Just lookin’ at you.” it’s like everything all over again. It feels…magical and almost surreal. She huffs in disbelief, leaning back on the seat to look towards the outside, to the same street that they walked towards the old theater.
She rubs her fingers together for a little bit, chewing her lower lip, ‘...this is a great surprise. But…I don’t think you can schedule things here?”
“Well,I could ask them to keep this seat saved up.” he shrugs, “That’s all I had them do.” he smirks however, keeping his eyes on her, “...you are so beautiful.” her cheeks turn red and their conversation halts for a brief second as the waitress brings their orders. Bea clears her throat while tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, looking up at him after a while and seeing he had the same look on his face as before.
And she had to admit, most of the dinner was…very good if it wasn’t for the fact her husband was looking at her very interestingly. He kept staring, every second those whisky colored eyes would lock on her and she’d just have goosebumps all over her whole body.
With every word and every glance, the air between them becomes charged with electricity. The nostalgia of being back in their special place, combined with the undeniable chemistry they share, creates a palpable tension in the air.
Beatrice clears her throat, her voice slightly shaky. "You know," she says softly, her eyes locked with his, "we don't have to rush home after dinner. We could...extend our celebration."
Rooster's eyes darken with desire, his voice husky as he responds, "I was hoping you'd say that." He reaches across the table, his fingers gently caressing her hand. "I have some things in mind…but you have to say if you agree with it or not.”
“Well,lieutenant commander,” his pupils enlarge and shrink when she says that, “...I’m all ears, what do you have?”
He smirks at her, slowly standing from his seat and holding out his hand so she takes it, gently helping her up when they are done with their dinner. It’s late,Nicole is safe with her parents, they could have that right now. And so they do, Bradley wastes no time in walking out after paying, holding Beatrice’s hand in his and its incredible how no matter what happens but his touch always makes her feel like she’s floating.
Bradley is glad the car is parked a bit far from the restaurant, a bit hidden, because he gently presses her back against the door and smirks down at her. “So…”
She bites her lower lip “So…”
“Ready for part two?”
“I don’t know Lieutenant-Commander,” she whispers back,”Are you?”
He knows how much she loves using that against him but for a second his face softens, “I need to know it’s okay,” he drops his eyes to her stomach, ‘For us to go on tonight, is it?”
“..we did while I was pregnant with Nikki.”
“I know,” he begins, “But I just want to make sure. Are you sure?”
Beatrice looks deeply into Rooster's eyes,then places her hand gently on her growing belly, feeling the life within. "Rooster," she says softly, her voice filled with certainty, "I trust you completely. I know you would never put us in any harm. It is safe and yes, of course I want to."
Rooster's face softens with tenderness as he brings his hand to cover Beatrice's, his touch warm and reassuring. "I'm so grateful to have you," he murmurs, his voice filled with emotion. "I love you more than words can express."
Beatrice smiles, her eyes glistening with love. "I love you too," she whispers, her voice filled with affection. "Now…where to?”
Rooster's smile widens, his eyes shining with excitement. "Well, my love," he says, his voice filled with anticipation, "I have one more surprise for you tonight." He opens the car door for her, waiting for her to step inside before closing it gently.
As they drive through the streets, Beatrice can feel her heart racing with anticipation. She looks at Rooster, her eyes filled with curiosity. "Where are we going?" she asks, her voice filled with excitement.
Rooster glances at her, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "It's a surprise," he replies, his voice playful. "But I promise you'll love it."
-
She doesn’t remember much after they arrived at the spot, which was in fact a hotel. Her husband, her lovely handsome husband, got them a hotel room for the night just so they could enjoy each other. And boy were they enjoying each other already.
It must be because of his absence for three months, that could be it. Her hands move to his hair, tugging the strands just a bit, just enough to make him grunt and melt into her grasp while his hands travel up her legs, to her hips, touching her lace underwear, “Fuck,” he mutters into her mouth, picking her up with ease and walking both of them to the bed, “Fuck I missed this so much.”
“Me too Roos.” she whimpers, letting him press a trail of hot wet kisses down her jaw towards her neck, then finally to her cleavage that peeked through the collar of her dress. His tongue was flat against her breasts, disappearing between the valley and then heaving out a breath, looking at her.
She bit her lower lip, playing with his white tee, following the curve of his pecs and the way it clung to his abs so perfectly,”...this is a celebration,isn’t it Lieutenant-Commander?” he looked ready to explode, but he followed her hand as it went down to his belt, “Can…I help you celebrate?”
“Evil woman,” he coos, breaking character only to kiss her jawline, nibbling the curve until he sits on his knees above her. But he doesn’t like that, in fact, he steps out of the bed and gives her space, making Beatrice immediately push herself to her elbows, “...you can do so,recruit but…seeing how things are, we can work something out,hm?’ he slides the belt out of his pants in a fluid motion, a motion that makes her legs clench together and her lower lip slide between her teeth.
“Y-yes sir.”
“Good girl.” and she shudders. He pulls off his shirt by tugging it on the back, folding it and tossing on the only chair in the hotel room, before going towards the bed, sitting against the headboard with his upper body completely bare. He taps his still covered thighs, the movement making the fabric tighten against the bulge and Beatrice’s eyes flick towards it for a quick second, something that only makes his amusement even more apparent.
She licks her lips, sitting on her knees by his legs and then inhaling for courage. She blinked up at him, pulling her dress up slowly and for a brief second the pang of self doubt appeared in her mind when she saw the fresh red stretch marks forming by her hips, “I-I…”
“You are beautiful.” he says,cutting her off, sitting up more to help her undress herself, keeping his eyes on her body “...no bra?” again with the memories from their past, that made a shiver run up her body.
“N-No…no bra.” she giggles out of nervousness, lifting her hand to touch his cheek and kissing his lips a few more times. She needed that swig of courage, she truly did. Bradley hummed into her mouth, wrapping his arms around her waist carefully before lying back down, pushing her to sit on his lap. They break the kiss and Beatrice holds herself upright by pressing on his chest, her hair falling over her shoulders and her eyes hazy with desire.
Her crotch is right on top of his and the seam of his jeans is pressing right up her clit, she feels a jolt of pleasure at the slight movement, easing out a breath as she adjusts herself, “...Brad…” she gasps, “I…” but her hips are moving before she can stop it, earning a whimper that only got louder when his huge hands cupped her ass, digging into the soft cheeks, his nails just barely scraping the surface.
His eyelids lower as he stares, following the movement of her breasts as she tries to get some relief, his mouth watering as they move. He can’t help himself, sitting just enough to press a kiss to her left breast, then moving to her right, repeating it until he takes one of her nipples into his mouth. She gasps, digging her own nails on his chest and leaning forward,moving her hips just a bit faster.
“B-Brad…”
One of his hands let go of her hips to slide towards her panties, managing to sneak it between their crotches to rub against her outer lips. The feeling of his pants moving up alongside his fingers was almost delirious and she had to breathe to get herself in check, but it was too much and too good.
“B-Brad…I…” she whimpers again, his fingers still moving alongside his hips and her head tumbling forward, “God,Brad!!” and Beatrice can feel it arriving, she can feel it coming closer and closer, climbing up her body. He doesn’t stop, he doesn’t plan to, but he does notice when her shaky hands move to his pants, to the button that keeps it closed. Both of them know she won’t be able to take it out of him until she moves but she has to.
She stops, slapping her hands on the bed and moaning quietly when her orgasm gets closer. He drops back on the bed to watch her have the first orgasm of the night, tossing her head back and screaming loud enough for whoever is close by to be aware of what was going on. She gasps a keening sound, her entire body shivering with after shocks and she topples down to his chest, still moving her hips against his still covered member.
Not that he was complaining.
He pulls his hand out from her crotch and licks his fingers clean, “You good?” she nods while still having her head pressed to his torso, breathing heavily, curling her fingers against the bed. He knows what he wants, but he can wait for her, ‘...you are the sexiest woman alive.” he whispers, seeing that she was slowly getting back to normal and lifting her head from his chest.
“Brad…”
“Yeah,gorgeous?”
Her pupils were blown wide, ‘I want you inside of me.” and she makes it sound like an order. His own breath hitches and what is he if not compliant to his wife’s words? He waits until she lifts her hips from his own, giving enough space for him to pull off his pants and underwear, his member already leaking and flushed red. Beatrice grabs his hands so he hooks his middle and index finger on her panties crotch, moving it aside to expose her still clenching center.
“Fuck.” he breathes, “That’s the fucking hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
She giggles, deliriously, “You’ve seen nothing,Bradshaw.” oh God he loves when she gets like this, he loves it way too much. He just stares as she maneuvers her hand besides his to align him to her entrance. She has her other hand right in the middle of his chest, her hips moving down and forward, letting him slide inside until it was flush.
His gasp is stuttered, the fabric of her panties, the lace, is rubbing against the base of his member and he’s ready to lose his mind, “Oh fuck.”
“I plan to.”
“That’s,” he grunts, ‘My line.”
“Not tonight.” and there it is again, something in her changes every now and again and he is crazy about it. “I’m going to fuck you really nice,Lieutenant Commander.” she purrs, moaning between sentences, “Because you deserve it.”
Bradley gasps again, his hands moving to her hips and he just closes his eyes, lost in the feeling. She moves, he moves, they did this so many times but something about this time feels absolutely mind breaking, “Oh fuck…baby…” his hips grind upwards and the movement makes her already sensitive clit jump at the friction, making Beatrice yelp a moan, leaning back to hold herself on his legs and giving her enough support to be comfortable.
She is laughing a bit, hair still shiny and beautifully combed when he opens his eyes, she is a vision, she’s his vision. She always was. Always.
I never want to lose this is the first thing he thinks I want to be here for her always, just like she’s for me.
He doesn’t know what brought that up so suddenly but he isn’t complaining, in fact he’s just taking that as fuel to move his hips faster, feeling that his own orgasm wasn’t going to wait too long, something about Beatrice’s attitude adding up to it, “Fuck gorgeous, you take me so good.” he moans, still moving his hips to meet hers while trying to not hurt her when he does so, “FuckI love you,I love you so much.”
“I-I love you too,Brad…” she moans, moving his hand again only this time towards her mound, pushing his thumb right on her clit. He laughs breathlessly but nods, meeting her own barely open gaze and moving his fingers in circles on it, undulating his hips to meet hers.
Her body was still dealing with the first orgasm, but she didn’t care. She tried to keep up with him, their moans and the sound of skin slapping together was the only thing they could see…until she screamed again, her whole body convulsing and hands curling against his calves as she saw pure white.
He isn’t that far behind, groaning deeply in his throat as his own orgasm hits, the tendons on his neck becoming more apparent when he tosses his head back and pushes his thumb even more against her clit, pumping his hips a few more times…until there’s only their heavy breathing.
His arm drapes over his eyes, his body is hot and still begging for more but he needed a break…and it was obvious that Beatrice didn’t–
“Again?”
Oh.
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#5
MASTERLIST
Fezco:
-Butterflies
Dominic Fike:
- Headcanon: Dating Dominic
Tom Holland:
- Love Songs (Peter Parker)
Brad Simpson:
-coming soon
Zabdiel De Jesus:
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99 notes - Posted January 9, 2022
#4
REQUESTS
Hey loves! I wanted to start a blog cause I enjoy reading the works of others. I wanna take requests from those who would like to submit any. The people I will write for are listed below, if there is someone different you would like me to write for, put it in the request! I don't have many rules, but if I don't feel comfortable with a request I will not write it. Please give me some time if you do request something I will definitely try to get it done asap. I don't mind writing smut but I am definitely not the best at it. If you have any requests you can submit them in the request link on my account! Thank you so much!
Rules:
-Please be respectful
-Specify the gender pronouns, I will assume female pronouns
-Please be specific in the details of your request
-Please be specific in character preferences
I will write:
-Scenarios
-Headcanons
-Oneshots
-Fluff, Angst, Suggestive Content
I will not write:
-Anything that I am not comfortable with writing
-Anything that may offend someone's sexuality, gender, identity, or ethnicity
-Dylan O'Brien (Stiles Stilinksi, Mitch Rapp, Thomas)
-Sebastian Stan (Bucky Barnes)
-5 Seconds of Summer
-Calum Hood
-Luke Hemmings
-Ashton Irwin
-Michael Clifford
-Jack Harlow
-Kian Lawley
-JC Caylen
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116 notes - Posted January 8, 2022
#3
Love Songs
Summary: You and Peter are best friends and get seated together on the plane for the trip to Europe. Thanks to turbulence you and Peter have a moment.
Requested by @gpiggy98
A/N: Thank you so much for your request! I paired this imagine with Love Songs by Maggie Lindemann, listen to it while reading it! Enjoy, let me know what you think!
Pairing: Peter Parker (Tom's) x You
Word Count: 870 words
Warnings: Fluff
https://youtu.be/C84k1OgZre4
You and Peter have been best friends since you moved into the apartment next door to him. You two were always together, most people assumed the two of you were dating. But that wasn't the case you were just friends. Every time someone would ask if you were a couple Peter was always quick to tell them you were just friends. It was freshman year that you felt different when he would call you his best friend. Then it hit you realized you had a crush on Peter. You knew you needed to keep it a secret.
You were getting ready to go to the airport for the Europe trip. A knock on the door lets you know that Peter is ready to go. You go to let him in and you see the way he looks at you with his cute smile
"Hey Pete"
"Hey, you ready yet? I called for the taxi it should be here in like five minutes"
"Yea, give me a second to grab my stuff," you tell him walking towards your room to grab your bag
"Let me help you," he says when you walk back out pulling your suitcase.
"I got it," you tell him.
"No, let me be a gentleman and help you," he smiles.
You grin at his antics and let him get the suitcase. He grabs your suitcase along with his and you two go to the elevator to the lobby of your building to get into your taxi. He puts your bags in the trunk and you get in the taxi.
"Are you excited?" he asks you
"Yes, but I'm a little nervous. I've never been on a plane before" you tell him honestly.
"You'll be okay, hopefully, we get paired up to sit together," he says with the smile that gives you butterflies
When the two of you get to the airport you check in your bags, go through security and meet up with the rest of the people going on the trip. You and Peter check in with the teachers and let them know you guys are there. Peter goes to say hi to Ned, while you find a spot to sit. The teacher then calls for everyone to come over, that they have announcements to make on how things will work when we reach Prague. You pretty much zone out for most of the speech due to mostly everyone talking over them. You pay attention when they say something regarding seating on the plane
"You can sit with who you want, you all need to pair up, you are all old enough to make smart decisions on where you sit, please make good choices"
You feel eyes on you, you instantly look up to find Peter looking at you smiling. When the teacher finishes their speech, Peter walks over to you.
“You ready to go,” he asks you
“Yup”
The two of you follow the rest of the group into the line to check-in. You scan your ticket and walk on the plane with Peter. The two of you find your seats, put your bags up and sit for the flight. You take the window seat and Peter sits in the middle. You start feeling a bit nervous when the plane gets going. Peter taps your leg you look at him passing you an earbud. You put it on hearing one of your favorite songs playing
"I'll take away the hurt"
"Tell me all your fears"
"And if you're feelin' scared, I'll be here"
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218 notes - Posted January 22, 2022
#2
Dating Dominic Headcanon
Pairing: Dominic Fike x You
Request by @gaiath: Hi can I please request dating Headcanons for Dominic Fike?
A/N: Thank you for your request! Hope you enjoy!
-Dominic always come to you for your opinion on his outfits
-He always tries to take you with him wherever he goes
-He's always there for you no matter what
-He calls you babydoll
-He loves seeing you get along with his family especially his mom and his little sister
-The two of you take his sister out whenever you go to Florida
-He takes you to Naples to show you where he grew up
-He loves to go on trips with you
-He loves going on adventures with you
-You always go to the studio to watch him record
-You help him with writing songs
-He takes you with him on set for Euphoria
-He loves to spoil you
-You to go to all of his shows
-He's always holding your hand
-He loves to cuddle with you
-He loves to just be in your presence
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My #1 post of 2022
Butterflies
Summary: You and Fezco never really hung out or got to know each other. But when you two end up sharing a blunt alone, things get a little heated.
Pairing: Fezco x You
Warnings: Smoking, Mentioning of drugs, Language
Word Count: 1,054 words
You and Rue have been friends for years, when you found out she ended up in rehab you honestly were terrified. You always told her that she needed to stop, you never did anything stronger than smoke weed.
Rue just texted you that she was on her way to your house to hang out. Knowing Rue that meant she wanted to go get some stuff from Fez. That's all the two of you did together anymore since she got outta rehab and she became friends with Jules.
You hear a knock coming from the window, you look over to see Rue standing there.
"Hey bitch" you say letting her in.
"Wassup, you ready?" she asks.
"Yea, where we goin'?" you ask her already having an idea.
"To Fez's to chill," she says.
You two walk outside and start your walk to the gas station, it's about a twenty-minute walk from where you live.
"Where you been lately?" you ask Rue
"Around, with Jules mostly," she tells you
"What's up with you two? You dating" you ask
"Kinda, not really. All I know is, I like her a lot" she says
You smile, you've never seen her like this. You two finally make it to Fez's. Rue starts knocking on the door mad hard. Ash opens the door looking mad asf
"Why the fuck you knockin' like the cops' bro?" he asks
"Cause I can," Rue says walking in the house
"Hey Ash," you say walking in after Rue
"Come right in then," Ash says closing the door behind us
Rue and I walk into the house and into the living room. Fez is sitting on the couch on his phone. He looks up to see who walked in
"Rue I told you I'm not giving you any more drugs," he tells her
"C'mon Fez, I just need a couple," Rue says
"No Rue, you just got outta rehab and shit. You needa stop messin' with this shit" he tells her
Her phone starts ringing, she answers it and talks for a minute. She hangs up the phone
"I gotta go," she says getting up and leaving without a word. Once the door slams shut. Fezco looks at me and asks
"What'd you need?"
"Just give me my regular," you say now wanting to get outta his house.
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Can you write something about Brad simpson? He is hot af... and he have a big hands...
I'm just asking you since his writing is great and his fans barely write smuts about him:(
Hi hun!
So sorry but I don’t know who that is and I kinda only write for Harry and Shawn but I’ll let you in on a little trick that can change the names of any fanfics you read to tailor them for you!
All you gotta do is copy the original fanfic and paste it into word/google docs/pages or whatever writing app you have, then you go to the settings or on a mac you press command F (idk pc but my guess is ctrl F) and it will let you search for a word in the document, here you select the name of the celebrity and then you press the ”search and replace” button and it will allow you to replace the word so you put in your desired celebrity’s name.
For example: You search the word Harry and then press the ”search and replace” option and put the new replacement Shawn down and voila now it’s a Shawn fic and every ”Harry” is replaced automatically by the word Shawn. This works flawlessly if there are no typos or variations of the words for example the search engine won’t replace ”yas” if you request it to replace ”yes” and it won’t replace Harry if it’s accidentally spelled Hary but otherwise it’s a great tool!!!☺️
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MASTERLIST
Who I write for:
Tom Holland
Peter Parker
Arvin Russel
Bradley Simpson
Add yourself to my Taglist! 👇🏻
- TAGLIST -
Rumours
Summary: Tom and Y/n have been in a relationship for 2 years and it's always hard with the rumours and the distance. This time just became harder. (Inspired by the song "Unsaid" by Ruel)
Warnings: Angst!, bad ending, Tom being a dickhead sometimes, mentions of cheating, swearing.
Word count: 7.5k +
The Girl Of The Bar
Summary: Tom falls in love with you, the girl his brother (Harry) loves.
Warnings: Angst!, mentions of sex, swearing, insinuation, good ending.
Word count: 9k +
Blue Roses
Summary: Y/n is in love with his bestfriend Tom. The problem? He is already in a relationship.
Warnings: Angst!, Fluffy ending!
Word count: 2.6 k +
The Longest Night
Summary: Tom confronts you because he is tired of being your fuck-friend. Insipired by the song: FRIENDS - Chase Atlantic. Tom Holland! x Reader!
Warnings: Swearing, suggestive, Angst! with good ending. Fluffy end!
Word counter: 1.7k +
Chamomile Tea
Summary: Where Tom takes care of you during your period.
Warnings: None, just pure Fluff!
Word counter: 1.2k +
R.I.P To The Old You
Summary: Tom has been changing a lot lately, that doesn't mean it's a bad thing, does it?
Warnings: ANGST!, swearing, bad ending!
w/c: 3.4k +
Christmas Movie
Summary: You love watching Christmas movies and you know Tom does too.
Warnings: Nothing, is pure Fluff!
w/c: 908
In The End
Summary: You and Tom are triying to get to his parent's house for new year's.
Warnings: a little angsty but fluff in the end.
w/c: 1.5k +
Ghostface
Summary: You decide to prank you boyfriend and friends... sweet sweet revenge. (Based on this request - HERE - )
Warnings: Mentions of blood, injuries, serial killer!, a bit of dark humour at the end. (Let me know if I missed something)
W/C: 1.1k+
~♡♥︎♡~
SMAU! TOM
Happier
Status: Complete
Summary: Frat!Tom is in love with his bestfriend's girlfriend but he tries to hide it. Tom wishes that he could tell you the truth, that you would be happier with him.
Warnings: Mentions of cheating, Angst!, swearing, mentions of sex, alcohol, kind of Fluff!
Number of chapters: 10
Public Eye
Status: Complete
Summary: You and Tom have a two-year relationship far from the public eye, but you're just tired of being a secret.
Warnings: Swearing, Suggestive, Angst!
Number of chapters: 6
The Art of Eye Contact
Status: Complete
Summary: You broke up with him hoping not to see those beautiful brown eyes again. You knew if you two made eye contact again it would be the death of you.
Warnings: Alcohol, mentions of sex, angst!, fluff!, strong vocabulary. Read at your own risk.
Number of chapters: 7
SERIES! PETER
Choices | Series Masterlist
Summary: Everybody forgot who Peter Parker was. All his world tunerd grey until he met you and you started dating. It could have been perfect if it wasn't for the fact that MJ comes back and, surprise! She remembers EVERYTHING.
Warnings: Pure Angst!, fluff!, swearing, some little descriptions of sex. +18
Number of chapters: 3
Perfectly Wrong | Pt. 1 / Pt. 2
Summary: Peter tries to make up and get you back. Based on this request - HERE -
Warnings: A bit Angst!, Fluff!, mentions of alcohol.
w/c: 1.7k+
ONE SHOTS! PETER
Goodbye
Summary: You only have a couple minutes left and you still have to say goodbye.
Warnings: ANGST! (in capital letters). Mentions of dead, Mentions of Blood, Injuries.
w/c: 2.1k +
Don't Leave Me
Summary: You and Brad have been dating on secret and Connor is in love with you but you don't want to be in the middle of them.
Warnings: Angst!, Swearing.
Word count: 1.1k +
I Fucking Hate You!
Summary: You and Brad have to do a project together. It's not easy when you hate each other.
Warnings: Smut! +18, swearing.
Word count: 1.3k +
You're So Blind
Summary: You're in love with your bestfriend Brad.
Warnings: Angst!, Fluffy!Ending.
Word count: 1.4k +
What Are You Talking About?
Summary: The morning after you had sex, Brad pretends nothing happened between you two.
Warnings: Smut! +18, Swearing, Angst! With good ending.
Word Count: 2k +
I'm Here
Summary: You have an anxiety attack and Brad helps you.
Warnings: Anxiety, Fluff!, Insinuation.
Word count: 987
I Met Him At A Festival
Summary: You meet Brad at a Festival and you think he just wants you for sex. But what if he doesn't?
Warnings: Suggestive, Fluffy!Ending.
Word count: 1.9k +
I Won't Surrender With You
Summary: You are admitted to hospital while Brad is on tour. When you tell him, he'd rather continue the tour than go with you.
Warnings: Angst!With bad ending, Swearing, Mentions of cheating.
Word count: 2k +
Jealousy Punishment
Summary: You go with your boyfriend, Brad to a party. A guy starts flirting with you and of course Brad doesn't like it so he shows you who you beling to.
Warnings: Smut! +18, Possessive, Angst!, Sub!reader × Dom!Brad, Swearing, Orgasm denied. Minors do not interact!
Word count: 4.5k +
It Was Supposed To Be A Surprise
Summary: You accidentally find the engagement's ring Brad has for you.
Warnings: Fluff!
Word count: 999
Future
Summary: Brad watches you babysitting and can't help but think about the future.
Warnings: Pure Fluff!
Word count: 1.2k +
Pancake Morning
Summary: Brad takes his bestfriend (You) on tour with him. One morning he just becomes oddly horny and can't stop looking at you.
Warnings: Smut! +18, Sub/Dom!Brad x Sub/Dom!Reader, Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), Fluffy!Ending. Minors DNI!
Word Count: 2.9k +
~♡♥︎♡~
SMAU! BRAD
Jealousy, Jealousy
Status: Complete
Summary: Brad gets Jealous of your friend's brother.
Warnings: Swearing, Jealous.
Number of Chapters: 1
I Hate That I Love You
Status: Ongoing
Summary: You and Brad have been hating each other for over two years. Maybe that hate can turn in something else when you have to fo a project together.
Warnings: Swearing, Suggestive.
Number of Chapters: Not defined yet
~♡♥︎♡~
SERIES! BRAD
Just Sex | Pt.1 | Pt.2
Status: Complete
Summary: You and Brad have a strict relationship of just sex without feelings. But, What happens when you start falling in love with him?
Warnings: Smut! +18, Swearing, Angst!, Unprotected Sex (wrap it before you tap it), minors dni!
Number of Chapters: 2
When The Show Ends | Pt.1 | Pt. 2
Status: Complete
Summary: After seeing Brad using that red shirt on that concert you become oddly Horny
Warnings: Smut! +18, Dom!Brad x Sub!Reader, Spit Kink, Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), Minors dni.
Number of Chapters: 2
SMAU! TOM AND BRAD
Wrong or Right
Status: Complete
Summary: You and Tom are in a relationship but things aren't the same as before and then you meet Brad.
Warnings: Angst!, Fluffy!, swearing, mentions of sex, Reader ends with Brad.
Number of Chapters: 15
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ABC NSFW | B.W.S
written by D ⚜️
Warning: It's NSFW so... MINORS DO NO INTERACT!
A = Aftercare (What they're like after sex)
Super caring. Will take a moment for you both to recover your breath. A kiss on the forehead to make you feel the most loved girl in the world while he helps clean you up. Everything is really soft.
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Definitely, his hair. He loves taking care of it and how it makes him look, but he loves it more when is on your fingers being stroked (or pulled when you have sex)
He really LOVES your boobs. Totally a boobies guy. He practically lives for them and would never get tired of sucking, licking and kissing them. Plus, they are his favorite pillow.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)
Loves to fill you with it. Loves to spill it on your mouth and watch you swallow it or fill up your cunt and keep fucking you to make sure it is deep inside of you.
When is your cum, every drop ends in his mouth. Nothing can be wasted.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Is not a secret that Brad would love to be a dad and he is always wondering how would it feel to fuck you while you're carrying his little boy or girl.
Also he would like to try a lot of poses, specially 69 to devour your dripping pussy while his dick is hitting the back of your throat.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
His wild years left him a lot of experience and he will be more than willing to show you. Finding spots you didn't even know they exist and taking the time to find exactly what you like.
Pretty experienced about pleasuring you and pleasuring both.
F = Favourite Position
Once again, he loves your boobs. So having you sitting on top of him going up and down on his dicks while your boobs bounce at him is totally the best position for him.
If you get tired, he will just hug you tight, plant his feet on the mattress and destroy your little pussy faster and deeper.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
Serious. He will be really concentrated on pleasing you. You are always his priority. He just wants to give you the best sex of your life everytime.
If the mood is romantic. He will of course compliment you and giggle softly about your hair on his mouth just before going deep inside you again.
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
He is not crazy about hair. Whatever makes you feel comfortable is good for him.
With his late nights in studios recording music and spending time with you. He understands that there's not always time to be shaved. If there's no hair, good. If there is, good too. That doesn't make him feel less satisfaction from fucking you hard.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
Always giving you little kisses, little presents and kissing you hard when you're not expecting it to show you how much he loves you. A relationship with him is like being a princess.
You know that ALL your needs will be perfectly satisfied. And when I say all... I mean -All- 😏
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
Social media is his best friend when he is away from you due to touring. He can't ask for video calls because all his bandmates are with him in the same tour bus but he will ask for some pics to get his head spinning. The bathroom, your pic and his hand never disappoints.
When he can fuck you he will just do it.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
He might be afraid to tell you but he loves being in control of yours and his orgasms. He likes to decide when and how to let you cum.
Also role playing is one of his kinks. He would like to try different situations and characters in bed.
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)
His sofa to have you on top of him. His bed when he wants romantic things. The shower to slide better inside of you and lick the water drops from your shoulder and he definitely would love to fuck you inside of an airplane's bathroom. Who knows? Maybe on a private jet...
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
Literally every time you run your hands through his body he gets a tent in seconds. He calms in public places... except when you are wearing a nice dress that shows your boobs more than perfectly.
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Never a threesome, he trusts you. But you're just his and he doesn't like to share his things. He would never do something that could hurt you or make you feel uncomfortable.
As I said, you're his priority.
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving)
Your cunt belongs to him. He will always be starving to have his tongue inside of your pussy. He could cum only from eating you out and he could do it at any moment. Your pleasure is his.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)
He likes to keep it sensual and feel every part of your walls clenching deliciously around him. Maybe it is just because you start begging for more and he loves to give it to you. Hard, fast and leaving you dizzy.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
He loves to take time to please you. But a quickie Is always needed when there's not enough time. Just open your legs, honey. This will be rough.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
He will do everything to spice the relationship. Of course he would ask first. He just wouldn't accept to fuck you on a public bathroom. His privacy is important for him and that's so dirty.
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
If he has the day free he would do 3 rounds without stopping. At night, he will do it again. If he could spend all day fucking you he would. Your moans can turn him on again in seconds.
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
He has handcuffs for you and for him. He also likes to hear you begging for him when he is putting a vibrator in your clit and fingering you to tears. He can be mean sometimes, what can he say? He loves when you beg for him. He is more than happy when you take control and use the handcuffs on him.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
So much. He wants you to never forget that your pleasure is in his hands. He could tease you until you can't take it anymore. Especially when you have been teasing him all day.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
He is always praising you, moaning in your ear and grunting. You make him feel good and he wants you to know it so he is very vocal.
W = Wild Card
Although he likes to be in control. He loves when you have it. Calling you "mommy" is his way to give you leadership.
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
You can notice his dick even when he is not hard. Now imagine when he is. That's a beast that would rip you into two. The best part? He really knows how to use it and you love every inch of it.
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
He is calm when he has to be. But when you two are in a comfortable place, or alone. He can't help but think about fucking you right away. The desire just increases when you act innocent in front of his family and friends. He knows you aren't and that drives him crazy.
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
You always fall asleep before him. He helps setting the bed, cleaning you up and getting you dressed. He strokes your hair and hums a soft melody until you're deep in your sleep. That's when he falls asleep too.
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If Brad Simpson was ur boyfriend - Ur Camera Roll Thread 📸
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hi! is it okay to ask for a brad imagine where him n reader are good friends and secretly like each other, and one cute thing ab their friendship is reader jus randomly repeats brad’s sentences/words with a british accent whether he asks her smth or he just speaks his mind? surprisingly he doesn’t find it annoying but rlly cute and he jus lovingly stares at her 🥺
A loving Christmas | Brad Simpson
Word count: +/- 1.5k
Date: 25/12/2022
Proofread: yes, grammar and spelling mistakes can still be there
Warnings: none
Tags: Bradley Simpson, The Vamps, imagine, fanfiction, one shot, fluff, xreader, request
A/N: Surprise! I gave it a little Christmassy touch to give you all a little present. I hope you like it! Let me know what you think :))💛
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Snow is falling as your father drives through the streets of Birmingham. The houses are decorated with Christmas lights, giving the streets a cozy look. The snow even adds a little magic to it.
You're on your way to the Simpson's house to celebrate Christmas eve. Derek is a very good friend of your father as they both work at the golf course. They even went to school together when they were kids. But it's only since a certain event that they got really close. 10 years ago when you were 15 years old, your mom got into a car accident. When she had a green light, another car from another direction crashed into her. The car from your mother crashed into a building. She survived but was in a coma for three months. The Simpsons took you in as you were a minor and still had to go to school and your father was almost always at the hospital by your mother's side. They also took your father in because he was heartbroken and thought your mother was never going to get out of this. Because of these events, your family feels like family to them and since that year you all celebrate Christmas eve together.
Your dad drives up the driveway of the Simpson's house. As you and your mother get out, your father is already taking the presents out of the back of the car. "Dad, I'll help you", you say to him and you take some of the presents over from him. Your mom is already by the door as she smiles at you two. "My two favorite Christmas elves", she says and your dad jokingly rolls his eyes. Your mom rings the doorbell and a few seconds later Brad opens the door. "Brad!", you scream. "Y/n!!", he screams back and you fall in each other's arms for a big hug. You haven't seen Brad in months because he was on tour with The Vamps. You've missed him a lot as you two are such close friends.
Brad lets all of you in and gives your mom and dad also a hug. “Mom, they are here”, Brad shouts as he takes the jackets and hangs them in a closet. Anne-Marie, Brad’s mom, and Derek appear in the doorway. “It’s so good to see you all”, she says and hugs your mother first. “It’s been way too long”, your mom says and hugs her even tighter. Your dad is already talking to Derek. “y/n sweetheart, I’m so glad to see you”, Anne Marie says and also gives you a tight hug. “Since Brad is back from tour all he is talking about is seeing you again”, she whispers in your ear. You can’t help but smile at that, you’ve been missing him a lot too.
Once everyone is done greeting each other, Anne Marie leads you to the living room. When you enter the room Jack jumps off the couch and runs over to you. He jumps up at you and you try to pet him but he is too wild from all the enthusiasm. “He loves you a lot”, Brad says. “Of course he does, he loves me more than you”, you say jokingly. Brad sticks his tongue out in response and you do the same, making him laugh.
“So how was tour?”, you ask Brad as you sit down on the couch. “It was so fucking amazing, it felt like ages ago since we were on a stage and the crowds were amazing”. “I’m glad it was ‘fucking amazing’”, you say and you repeat the words in Brad’s typical Birmingham accent. You always do this, not to make fun of him or his accent but because you love his accent so much. Most times you fail in copying his accent as you’re not from Birmingham. Brad tells you all about tour, he tells you about every show. For a second you even forget that your families are also in the same room.
Not much later Anne-Marie says that everyone has to move to the dining table as she is going to start with the food. You’re sitting next to Natalie, Brad’s sister, and Brad is sitting in front of you. Like the child he sometimes is he is kicking your leg with his foot. “You sure you’re an adult?”, you ask him jokingly. “I’m older than you”. “I’m older than you”, you repeat in his accent, making him laugh.
Like always Anne-Marie’s food is delicious. That’s one of the things you missed when you moved back home when your mom was better. Since then she is like a second mother to you. You love it to be here, especially because your best friend also lives here. When you lived here, you and Brad became close. He was always there to comfort you when you were sad or when you were struggling. He felt like a brother to you. He is also just a few years older than you. Through the years you became closer and closer but he doesn’t feel like a brother anymore. He feels like your soulmate, like someone who is always going to be by your side.
After everyone is done eating you and Brad go to his room. It’s 10PM which means it’s still two hours until it’s time to open the presents. “It’s like you still live here”, you notice when you enter his room. Everything is still the same as before he moved to his own house. “I left most of my stuff here and my parents want to keep it like this. They still want me to feel at home when I’m here”, Brad explains. “They are still having it difficult with that you left I think” “It’s better than in the beginninb,but yeah, it was not easy for them as we're so close as a family”.
You sit on the bed and Brad sits next to you. “I’ve been thinking about buying or renting my own apartment too, I’ve worked a lot the past 2 years after uni and I think it’s time”. “You go girl”, Brad says and bumps his shoulder with his. You have to smile at him, his eyes are shinier than normal which means he is truly happy. You lay down on the bed, facing the ceiling. “Do you remember 10 years ago when you were here that we would always talk about the future and how it would look?”. “Do you remember?”, you repeat him and look at him, “Of course I do, I was going to live in a villa in Los Angeles as I was going to be married to Dylan O’Brien”. Brad can’t help but laugh hysterically. “I remember you saying that, you were sooo in love with him because of that tv show, how is it called again, Teen Wolf”. “Shut up”, you laugh. You take a pillow and smash it in his face.
Brad lays down now too. He stares into your eyes and a smile is forming on his lips. “You look beautiful tonight”. “You look beautiful tonight”, you repeat him. “Why do you always repeat me?”, he asks genuinely. “I like your accent, I’ve always done that”, you say honestly. Brad doesn’t answer, he just stares at you. “What?”, you ask him. “I think it’s cute”, he tells you. You feel your cheeks heating up and you look away from him out of embarrassment. “Don’t be shy now”, he says and diverts your head back to his with his finger on your chin. “What would I do without you, Brad?”. “What would I do without you Brad?”, Brad repeats you now. You push his arm with your hand “What? Now I can’t do the same?”. “No, you can but my accent sucks”. “No, I like it, I like your voice”. “Please that’s cringe”. “So you can give me compliments but I can’t give you them?”, Brad pretends to be offended. “You can but saying you like my voice just sounded a little bit too much”, you say. “What compliments does the lady here like then?”. “I liked it when you called me beautiful”, you say while looking at your own hands. Brad takes your hand in his. “I can say it more if you want to because it’s the truth”. Now you’re looking at him again. His look is so soft and loving. Your eyes divert from his eyes to his lips and he does the same. Slowly Brad is closing the gap between you two. You can feel his breath and you notice he is breathing more erratically, meaning that he is nervous. You feel his lips touching yours slightly. Your heart is beating fast as if it’s going to explode.
“Sweethearts, it’s present time!”, you hear your mother scream from downstairs. As fast as you can you back off again. Without looking at Brad again, you stand up from the bed and you leave the room. “Yes mom, we’re coming down”.
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(I hope y'all don't hate me too much for the end)
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are people still here? like.... it’s 2021 it’s time to get back to writing some casual smut/imagines and talking about my faves. so like send ideas and stuff.. xx.
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His hair is pure FLUFF!! I wanna grip his curls as his tongue is eating me out, while he's filling me with his seed, while he's sharing my own cum between our lips... I want that.
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I kinda wanna start writing imagines for Brad. Should I??
#brad simpson#brad simpson imagines#brad simpson x reader#bradley simpson imagine#bradley will simpson#bradley simpson#brad simpson imagine#brad simpson smut
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