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afterglowsainz · 23 days

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Hey can I get a jealous Jude x female reader. Nothing too toxic lol l, it’s just some guys hitting y/n up on social media and somehow Jude sees the DMs and gets a little jealous. Then his petty self goes and posts a picture of him and his girlfriend on her ig or something petty like responds back with a “she’s busy bro”. Thanks 🫶🏻

jealousy | jude bellingham

obsessed with this concept already !!

summary: while you're getting ready to go out on a date with your boyfriend, he accidentally sees some dms he doesn't like and decides to do something about it

warnings: none

word count: 738

a/n: boring title booo i know i know i couldn't think of anything better :( i do hope you like the one shot tho it was fun to write about jealous jude <3

you were getting ready to go out on a date with jude while he was laying on your bed waiting for you. his phone was charging somewhere in the living room so you gave him yours to play a game so he doesn’t get bored. you were putting on your makeup while singing along to your playlist while he was building some villages or whatever it was that they do on clash royale. however, jude got distracted when an instagram dm pop up at the top of your phone, it was from this formula 1 driver that he knew was always liking your pictures, he didn’t knew he was dming you as well. he thought about opening the message, but he didn’t want to invade your privacy like that, so he simply looked at you.

“someone dm you.” he says.

his voice took you out of your little world and you place your gaze on him thought the mirror you were applying your makeup on.

“who?”

“lando norris.” he reads the name like he didn’t knew already.

“what does it say?” you hide a laugh and continue with your makeup routine.

jude opens the message and reads it out loud. it was obvious he was hitting on you by replying to a story you had posted earlier that day when you went to brunch with your friends and you felt cute.

“are you gonna answer?” he asks again, hints of jealousy on voice.

“not really, no.” you answer and go back to singing along and applying mascara on.

when jude goes back to the screen on your phone his thumb accidentally swipes left and your whole inbox is completely exposed to him. he didn’t meant to do that, but it really was an accident and he couldn’t help but see now that it was there, only he wished he didn’t have.

some of your dms were just conversations with your friends, but a lot of them were just guys replying to your stories and hitting on you, which made him even more jealous than before. you never replied to them, going as far as deleting some of the messages you received, but since you hadn’t checked your instagram since that afternoon a lot of dms from different guys complimenting you on your story were there for jude to find.

he frowns at the phone and takes a look at you, completely oblivious while doing your eyeliner. his eyes go back to the screen and he starts looking up some pictures that you took the week before of you two.

“do you mind if i post one of those pictures you took of us last week?” he asks out of nowhere. “so i can repost it on my story.” he clarifies.

you frown a bit confused because this is the first time he has asked you something like this, but after him seeing the other guy’s dm and feeling a bit jealous you connected the dots and smile amused.

“sure.” you say.

he nods and went to post a story with the two of you looking definitely like the couple you were. he spend a few seconds thinking about a good caption, landing on a simple “my boyfriend❤️”, very straight to the point. he also tagged himself big enough for everyone to see and posted the picture, a satisfied smile on his face.

when you were done with your makeup and ready to go, you approached him and sat on his lap, your phone still in his hand.

“let me see the picture.” you smiled. he shows you the story and you rolled your eyes, a bit amused at his possessiveness. “was that really necessary?” you point at the text and he just shrugs.

“i just feel like there’s a lot of people that don't know we’re together, you know? just wanna put it out there.” you nod, fighting the smile on your face and putting your arms around him.

“is that so?” you tease him, getting closer to him if that was even possible.

“yeah, lots of guys on your dms.” he confess. “they liked your selfie earlier.”

“hmm.” you answer. “i wouldn’t know about that, i only like one guy.” a treacherous smile takes over his lips and you take the opportunity to kiss him. “wanna go? we’ll be late to dinner.”

jude just nods and gets out of bed, never dropping your hand for a second.

#jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham #jude bellingham one shot #real madrid x reader #jude bellingham fluff #jude bellingham x y/n #football #football one shot #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham fanfic #jude bellingham imagine #jb5 #jb10 #jude bellingham gif

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certifiedlovergirlsstuff · 3 months

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i like to imagine going out to a party or club or bar with steve and kissing him on the corner of his mouth or his cheek or jawline and saying that "youre leaving a mark on him" with your makeup, and he pretends it's annoying or silly or a fuss, but you know it isn't bc he's blushing a little bit and his ears are red and his face splits into a grin the moment youre done

i hope this okay. i didn’t exactly go with the vibe you wanted but this was a version 2. i could always rework my first version for a more soft reader personality. a mini blurb.

steve harrington x fem!reader

masterlist

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clubs felt like a safari at times. every guy and girl feeling like a predator to your prey, watchful and hungry eyes following your every move. worst when your boyfriend was looking as handsome as ever and fellow girls couldn’t steer away their gaze. biting their lips and cooling their looks seductively, fixing their bras and messing with their clothing.

it was killing your vibe in the bouncing club. narrowing your eyes and crossing your arms over your chest, you seethed silently at a tipsy girl standing way to close next to your steve. and you hustled into action once a manicured hand gripped steve’s bicep and laughed at nothing.

determined strides towards the bar you were able to hear steve’s response to whatever the girl was asking, “i’ve got a girlfriend, actually. she’s here with me.” that didn’t stop her from undressing him with her smudge eyeliner.

you tapped a finger to steve’s shoulder, he already had the same response spilling from his lips but then ended on a happy, “girlfriend!” when he turned around to see you staring the girl down.

“baby! sorry this is taking awhile.” steve wrapped his left arm behind your waist and pulled you close to his side. your own two circled his stomach and clung to him like a koala.

“it’s fine, stevie. who’s your… friend.” barely acknowledging the stranger who was equally eyeing you down with annoyance.

“amanda.” “don’t really care!” throwing a wide smile at her before pushing to your tiptoes and pressing a kiss onto steve’s cheek, dark red lipstick staining his skin.

steve looked at you with wide eyes before leaning down so he connected your mouths, a bruising kiss that slowly turned french making you dizzy in the hot club. his large hands caressing your hips and sliding up and down, both of you getting too bold for the pda.

you were the first to pull away, steve going in for another kiss before you had to push a finger to his pursed lips. smudges of red covering his mouth and chin. you bet your face wasn’t any better.

“what was that for?” a slight pant to steve’s words.

a slight raise to your brows with a cocky smile, “gotta show the girls that you’re a taken man.” before happily diving back in for a kiss.

“get a fucking room!”

#steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x reader #stranger things imagine #steve harrington #steve harrington fic #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington stranger things #steve harrington angst #steve harrington au #steve harrington smut #erin's blurb request

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jareaul0ver · 14 days

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I Can See You

Summary: As the media manager for the UConn WBB team, you've always kept a comfortable, and professional, relationship with the team; but one night out changes everything.

wc: 1.6k warnings: suggestive content, drinking, nothing else really pairings: nika muhl x fem!reader

"Can you guys listen for once! It isn't that hard to stand in a straight line!" You sighed, getting frustrated with the team. It was media day, and Geno wanted a picture of all the girls together, but it was damn near impossible with the way they acted.

A few of them giggled, making your voice go stern. "I swear, ladies, I'm gonna tell Geno that you're all fuckin' around instead of taking these pictures."

They all groaned and shouted in protest. "Then get in a straight line and show me those pretty little smiles everyone loves, got it?"

A collective sigh was heard from the group and you laughed a bit under your breath. You lined the camera up, taking a few pictures. "Alright, do a fun one now, since I know you wanna."

They all changed their poses and looked utterly stupid. You snapped a few photos of them like that and finally media day was over. "Okay, girls, I'm done with you all. Get out of my sight." You smiled at them as they walked past you and to the locker room.

You gathered your things and were putting them carefully back into your bag when you felt a hand on your shoulder. You turned around and looked up, meeting Nika's warm gaze. "Nika, what's up?"

She smiled at you and cleared her throat. "Hey, um, few of us are going to the bar later if you want to tag along." Her voice was soft and a little hoarse, probably from all of the yelling they did today. You could still hear her accent clearly, though, and it was making your knees weak.

"I'll be there." You smiled up at her. She squeezed your shoulder and mumbled a quiet "perfect" before saying goodbye and walking to the locker room with the rest of the team. Your eyes stuck on her as she walked away.

'Fuck, Y/N. Be normal. Be professional for God's sake.' You thought to yourself as you shoved the rest of your things in your camera bag. You shot Geno a text saying you'd have all the pictures sorted out within the next few days and would send him everything.

You slung your bag over your shoulder before leaving the gym and heading back to your apartment.

You stood against your bathroom sink and looked in the mirror as you applied eyeliner. Your roommate leaned against the doorframe and smirked at you. "Who're you getting pretty for tonight? Is it Nika? You never shut up about her, y'know."

A sigh left your lips as you shot her a glare. "And you just never shut up. I'm going to the bar with a few of the girls on the team, nothing special."

"Is Nika gonna be there?"

"I would think so considering she's the one that invited me-"

Your roommate gasped. "Hold on, she invited you?"

You groaned. "You're looking to far into this. We're just friends, it's nothing more than that. Besides, it would be unprofessional to be anything else."

"Right." She side eyed you. "Well, while you finish getting pretty for your girl, I'm gonna go figure out what to get for dinner."

You rolled your eyes as she walked away, mumbling a quiet "whatever" under your breath as you finished your makeup. You ran your fingers through your hair and decided that you were ready.

As you were leaving the apartment, your roommate called out. "Have fun tonight! And good luck with-" You shut the door behind you before you could hear the rest of her sentence. The bar was a little far from the apartment building, so you called an Uber and rode in silence on the way there.

You got out of the car and looked around, seeing if any of the girls were outside. You didn't see any of their cars, so the either weren't there yet or took Ubers.

You made your way inside and scouted the place out. You still didn't see any of them. You frowned as you made your way over to the bar and ordered a shot, getting head start over everyone else.

After sitting at the bar for a few minutes, making small talk with the bartender (the place wasn't busy in the slightest), you felt a pair of hands on your shoulders. You spun around in your chair and met Nika's eyes.

"Sorry we were late. Someone took forever to get ready." She shot glares at Paige and Azzi. They weren't listening though. They were already getting drinks in their system.

You smiled at them and looked back up at Nika. "Don't diss them, they look beautiful."

She rolled her eyes, a tinge of jealousy in her heart, even though she knew you meant the compliment in the friendly way. "Yeah, whatever." She stepped next to you and ordered a drink for you and herself. You gladly took the drink from her and took a sip.

She reached for one of your hands and pulled you off of the barstool. You shot her a confused look. "Let's go dance?"

You smiled and shook your head at her. "Fine. But I can't dance to save my life."

Nika laughed softly as she pulled you to the middle of the floor. The bar had gotten busier, and there were bodies surrounding your every side. Nika had you pulled close to her, letting one of her hands rest on your lower back as the other held her drink.

You looked up at her as you did your best attempt to dance. Her eyes never once left your face. She was down bad for you, and she knew it.

You finished your drink and leaned up to talk in her ear so she could hear you. "Gonna go get another drink, be right back."

She nodded and watched as you walked away from her, but eventually lost you in the crowd. You made your way back over to the bar and got another drink. Paige and Azzi spotted you and came over.

You were lost in your own thoughts. Thinking and seeing all the things that could happen between you and Nika tonight. You and her shoved in a bathroom stall together, your skirt hiked up and her eating you out. You bit your bottom lip and let out a deep breath.

"Yo, you good, ma?" Paige put her hand on your arm. Your head snapped to look at her and you nodded.

"All good, don't worry." You flashed a smile at her and took a sip of your drink. You couldn't focus on her next sentence though. You needed to find Nika again.

You cut Paige off. "Sorry, P, I told Nika I'd be back a few minutes ago." You pat her shoulder before rushing off. Paige and Azzi sent each other knowing looks before shrugging it off and doing their own thing.

The crowd of bodies had only increased in size since you went to get a drink. You shoved your way through the crowd, trying to find Nika in the mess of people.

A few more people shoved to the side revealed her. And a girl very obviously flirting with her. You weren't sure whether Nika was interested in this girl's advancements, or if she was totally oblivious to it.

You took a few steps forward and wrapped your arm around Nika's bicep. "Hey." You tilted your head and looked up at her. Her gaze instantly went to meet yours.

She smiled at you, relief washing over her face. "Hey."

You turned to look at the girl that was flirting with her. She stood there awkwardly and watched the two of you. You glared at her and she took that as her sign to leave.

Nika brought her free hand up and turned your face to meet hers. Your bottom lip found its way between your teeth and Nika's eyes were stuck on it. "Come with me." She said lowly before dragging you away from the dance floor and in the direction of the bathrooms.

You hoped and prayed that this was going the way you wanted it to. You wanted to end up with Nika's head between her thighs, your hand tangled in her brown locks, and her eventually finishing you off in the bar bathroom.

She pulled you into the bathroom and into the handicapped stall, locking it behind you. "What was that?" She questioned. You could smell alcohol on your breath, and you knew she could smell it on yours.

"What was what?" You retorted, playing a little dumb about the situation.

Nika breathed out and took a step forward, trapping you against her and the wall. Fuck, she was hot. "You know what I mean." Her eyes had gone from her innocent bright ones to a dark look that you hadn't seen from her before.

You didn't say anything. The two of you stared at each other before she went to speak. You shook your head and leaned up, wrapping your arms around her neck and getting close to her ear, cutting off her words before they even left her mouth. "This isn't professional."

She grunted a response before leaning forward and latching her mouth onto your neck, leaving sloppy and wet kisses down the column of your neck. "Maybe not, but don't tell me you haven't noticed how things have changed." She said lowly.

You tilted your head back, letting her have easier access to your neck. she continued her assault on your neck, making you forget everything you were about to say. "No response?" She questioned teasingly.

"You're- fuck." She slotted her knee in between your thighs, causing a groan to escape your lips. "You're so fucking addicting."

Her smirk could be felt against your neck for a split second before she pulled away, looking down at you with her cocky expression. "Thought we had to keep things professional?"

i didnt really know where else to go with this one bc tbh i didnt really feel like writing smut for it, but i hope you guys enjoy! i also have a decent amount of requests to respond to, so pls be patient w me while i try and navigate the last 10 days of my classes, up through graduation, and writing these things 😪😪

#nika muhl #uconn wbb #lgbtq #nika muhl x reader #wlw #seattle storm #wnba

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zuhaism · 4 months

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⊹ ｡˚ 𓂃 ♡ Y/NRINA FAN FAVOURITES ?!

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pairing : aespa5th!member x yoo jimin

synopsis : fan favourite y/nrina moments that convince them that they’re more than friends

genre : fluff

┈ clip 1

“we’re in sydney… nature. there’s y/n sunbathing on the grass”

giselle and karina walked over to you. her already closed eyes tightened as their shadows loomed over her. “she’s enjoying the moment..” karina explained to the camera.

“shes also asleep” giselle said with a giggle after nudging the girl and getting no reaction. “yah.. wake up!” karina poked y/n’s side. she flinched and warned her “do it again and ill jump you.”

karina giggled and poked the girls side deeper than before making her sit up. karina stood up and started running while y/n chased after her.

the clip got cut off to y/n on top of karina in the background of winter saying goodbye to the camera. they were on the grass as y/n sprawled her arms out over karina. if you squint you could see y/n cuddling into her.

y/nsairpods : nahh what they doing back there in 4:59

winterinari : we all saw that y/n

┈ clip 2

“helloooo everyonee !!”

“we raided y/ns room”

the live showed ningning, giselle and winter on y/n’s bed. it was currently 12:40am.

“what are you guys doing up?”

“we drank coffee hihi” said ningning as they looked for interesting comments.

“where’s y/n and karina?” read giselle aloud. “here they are.. unnie ill cover your face.” my’s could hear ningning whisper as they turned the camera around.

showing karina facing them straddling y/n on her gaming chair with her hands wrapped around y/n’s shoulder. while she played minecraft.

“haiii” karina waved with her bare face being covered by winters finger. “y/n say hi” winter spoke up.

she raised the hand that was on her keyboard and waved, her gaze still on the monitor. karina giggled and nestled her head deeper into the crook of the girl's neck, turning her attention back to her phone.

ningfordays : THEYRE DATING CMON

meowrina : mann if my girl aint clingy like that i dont want her (i want karina)

┈ clip 3

“now were done with our japan tour..” karina said still chewing on her food. beside her was y/n who eyed her food and opened her mouth.

karina picked up a piece of pickle and fed it to the younger girl. “you gave me vegetables.” y/n made a disgusted face.

“next time get ur own.” y/n made an annoyed face. “you look like a nerd with those glasses on .. chat do you agree with me. please comment ‘karina is a nerd’ i will be watching when this video uploads.”

y/n said whilst taking the camera from karina’s hands and fighting her off before she could get it back. “stop” karina sulked, going back to her food and ignoring y/n who shoved the camera on her face.

“atleast im a cute nerd.” y/n giggled at that.

“my cute nerd”

┈ clip 4

“hello everyone today i’ll be doing y/n’s make up yay!” karina said as she clapper her hands. she layed out the make up materials. “go wash your face first.” karina said to y/n who looked like she just had woken up. with her messy hair and oversized tshirt and pants.

“today we’re going to stroll around nyc but y/n is tired from jetlag so im helping her with her make up.”

y/n came back a little fresher than before. “come sit down.” karina motioned for y/n to sit infront if her. where she prepped a chair so the camera could capture it.

karina was standing as she did y/n’s make up until she got to her eyeliner. “agh this is hard while standing.” karina groaned as she pulled back from applying the eyeliner on y/n’s eyelid.

“sit” y/n pulled karina down on her lap as she was already towering above her. the camera caught the tips of karina’s ears turning red

y/n held karina close, steadying her as she worked on the eyeliner. making karina have the height advantage while y/n just closed her eyes and looked up.

ninging : ik what u are

tinniewinter : idk if i wanna be karina or y/n

┈ clip 5

“cut!” the choreographer called out. aespa was rehearsing for their synk hyper line tour in japan. everyone let out a breath of exhaustion as they let their muscles loose from posing.

karina approached y/n, who stood at her spot with her eyes closed, caught in a moment of post-performance relaxation. she didn’t even flinch when karina grabbed at her hoodie strings that got in her shirt from the vigorous dancing. fixing her hoodie.

she looked back up to face y/n and made eye contact with her. the camera caught the tip of her ears turning red. before she went in to wrap her arms around the girls shoulder. trying to ignore the flustered feeling from the sudden eye contact.

y/n, slightly taken aback, looked at karina with a hint of confusion. she returned the embrace by wrapping her arms around karina’s slim waist.

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johnnie-guilberts-eyeliner · 5 months

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Pls I love this idea sm thank you anon!

[I probably won't be answering asks in order, I'll most likely just do them as the ideas come to me, but I'll try to get them all done!]

Johnnie X Fem!reader (she/her pronouns used) (and jake and tara are still dating here!)

Context you and johnnie have been dating a little over two years. You live w him and Jake webber.

Today you wake up in your shared bed with johnnie, him still sleeping. You turn over and watch him sleep peacefully, not trying to be creepy. He's just genuinely so beautiful in his sleep and he looks so peaceful. You tuck a strand of his hair behind his pierced up ear and kiss him. This wakes him and he kisses back sweetly and passionately. "Good morning sweetheart" you greet him as he groggily tells you "good morning y/n" before smiling at you and kissing you again. Just then your closest friend in LA, tara yummy (also a fellow youtuber) Burst through the door yelling "ITS NEW YEARS EVE BITCHES, WERE GOING TO A PARTY AND YOU WHORES NEED TO GET READY" she laugh yells at johnnie and you before blowing yall a kiss and leaving the room to get yourself ready. Leaving you and johnnie to laugh for a moment before getting up and starting to get ready. You decide on matching outfits. Johnnie is wearing a white dress shirt, his pinned black leather jacket, black pants with white designs, leather boots and chain for his pants and his normal black eyeliner and eyeshadow. You are wearing a cropped white band shirt, with a short black leather skirt w a chain, fishnets, heeled leather boots, and a black leather jacket with studs and spikes on it. You both have your normal rings and other jewelry on. You straightened your hair and curled a couple pieces before doing your normal makeup/eyeliner with glitter. You snap a picture of your matching new years outfits and post it to your Instagram story. You both walk out of your shared room to find jake and tara ready to go and sitting on the couch. "OH MY GOSH YOU GUYS LOOK SO GOOD AAAH IM OBSESSED" tara squeals as she snaps a picture of you two sends it to you. You laugh before telling her "thank you boo, you look mighty fine today as well i should add" you look at tara as she does a little spin and laughs. Jake watched the interaction and says to johnnie "what's the point of having girlfriends if they just flirt w each other" they both laugh before starting to walk out the door. The girls following suite. Jake's driving, Tara's in the passenger seat with you behind her and johnnie behind jake. "So who's hosting the party this year" you ask jake as he drives. "Sam and colbys this year, since we went to kian and jcs last year" jake says keeping his eyes on the road, then hooking his phone up to the aux and playing a random playlist.

*timeskip a while later*

Everyone is enjoying themselves at the party drinking, smoking, vaping and generally just vibing. Johnnie is by your side the whole night with his fingers intertwined into your fishnets and a drink in the other hand. You and johnnie get many comments and compliments on your matching outfits which makes your heart flutter.

*another timeskip*

Your now sitting on the couch with johnnie next to you. Your leg swung over his, one of his hands on your thigh and the other holding his jack and coke. You take your hand and pull his face to meet yours, pecking his lips. He responded by pecking yours again. Just then you get a text message notification from tara and it's a picture of you and johnnie, literally 2 second ago, kissing. You look up from where you are and see her smiling directly at you two before flashing a thumbs up and continuing doing what she was doing.

As midnight approaches you and johnnie observe everyone getting drunker and drunker, like jake and Kian are currently fighting over a cupcake. Couldn't explain how or why that's happening but it is. You watch the time and see that it's 5 minutes away from midnight. Everyone gathers in the living room with their drinks and/or smoking / vaping device and start counting down. By this Point you and johnnie are now stood up, side by side, hand in hand in the crowd of people.

"5..." they start counting down

"4..." as each second goes by johnnie inches closer to you, his drank sat down somewhere he'll probably forget.

"3..." his arms creep up your thighs to sit comfortably on your waist and he holds eye contact with you

"2...." his gaze is so intense as you snake your hand to hold his face and the other to lay comfortably on his shoulder

"1..." you kiss each other with such passion and love as the countdown ends and all the drunk and high people are cheering and throwing confetti and glitter everywhere. You and johnnie stay kissing for a while longer than you intended. Allowing tara to snap yet other picture of you two, sending it to you again.

After the countdown, people almost immediately start leaving and piling into their cars and ubers. You took Jake's keys hours ago because he's way to drunk to drive and so is tara. Johnnie helps lead the drunk jake out the door and to the backseat of his car, a drunken tara following who is just mumbling and rambling on sits next to jake in the back, laying on his shoulder when she gets in. Johnnie then joins you up front in the passenger seat, pecking your lips before buckling his seat belt.

*yet another timeskip. Youre now at you, Jake's, and Johnnie's. *

You decided tara is spending the night bc she's too drunk to function on her own. After taking care of the drunk couple and making sure they get to bed, you and johnnie resign to your shared room where you both quickly change clothes and crawl into bed together. You laying on Johnnie's chest.

"Happy new year my love" you tell him as you kiss him "happy new year pretty girl" he responds before kissing you again and cuddling into you. This is the way you both end up falling asleep. Which you couldn't be more happy about.

(Lmk if you enjoyed and happy new year everyone!)

#johnnie guilbert #johnnie guilbert x reader #johnnie guilbert fanfic #johnnie guilbert fic #johnnie guilbert request

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pamgkrthwrites · 7 months

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2500 please?

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Fandom: BNHA

Pairing: Dad!Bakugou x F!Reader

Themes: Bakugou is not the perfect dad but is trying his best, based off of a TikTok Sound

Summary: You get a call from your nearly 16-year-old daughter at 2 a.m. asking for $2500.

Word Count: 1K

Tag List: @optimisticprime3 @dreamcastgirl99 (Sorry if I've forgotten or gotten someone's tag wrong)

A/N: I should've been working on an assignment instead of this....

“Hey mama, do you have $2500 you can send me?” You heard your 15-year-old daughter’s voice through the phone.

You leaned up in your and Katsuki’s bed, looking at the time. “Katsumi, it’s 2 am. What do you possibly need $2500 for?” Your head hot the pillow before you suddenly sat u straight. “Katsumi, where are you?”

“Um-” You heard your daughter’s voice go weak though you could still hear her smile over the phone. “An escape room?”

“The truth, Katsumi.” You warned, sitting up in your bed.

“... Prison?”

You sat up straight, your eyes open wide. “PRISON?!”

Your husband Katsuki sturred awake, mumbling some curses.

“You can’t tell daddy!” Katsumi’s voice strained. “My friends and I were just goofing around-”

“Can’t tell me what?” You heard Katsuki's grumbly voice say before you turned your head, seeing your very tired 42-year-old husband. He grabbed your phone as he sat up, pulling it to his ear. “What did you do and where are you?”

You heard your daughter's voice become quieter and you could imagine her doing the thing she’s done since she was 3 and got in trouble with your husband. Lower lip pouting, looking down with hands behind her back and kicking rockings with her feet.

“... My friends and I snuck out and we went to a party and the cops were called and apparently there were drugs-”

“Drugs?!” Katsuki’s voice boomed. “You’re doing drugs?!”

“Nononono!” Katsumi panickingly rushed out. “There happened to be drugs there! That’s why we got arrested-”

“ARRESTED?!” Katsuki was going to pop a blood vessel with how angry he was.

You heard your youngest daughter Fuku crying now from her room. You gave your husband a look, but all you saw was anger behind his eyes. He took a deep as he clutched onto your phone tightly.

“Where are you being held?” He asked through gritted teeth as he signalled to you to check on your 7-year-old daughter.

You groaned as you got out of bed to go check on your youngest.

Katsuki waited until you left the room before glaring at the phone as if Katsumi could see his glare. “You’ll be grounded for 2 months, your birthday party is cancelled and you’ll write your mother an apology letter.”

“What?! But that's so unfair!-”

“Do you want me to come pick you up or do you just want to walk straight home?” You snapped at his daughter.

“... Fine…”

The drive from the police station was long and awkward. Katsumi wondered if her father was driving the long way home just so the guilt would eat her alive. She looked up at Katsuki with her eyes, the same eyes that you had.

He was silently fuming.

She looked out of the sports car passenger window, looking at her reflection in the side mirror. Her eyeliner was smudged and her father’s wheat-blonde hair looked messy with your hair texture on her head.

“Where’s mama?” She asked.

“At home. Someone had to watch your sisters.” He answered coldly.

When he noticed he was getting close to the street they lived on, he parked on the side of the road close to the park he used to take Katsumi to.

She stared at the park, remembering when she first got her quirk at the said park when she was 4. How you held her so closely with a smile and spun her around while Katsuki just watched, realising Katsumi had his same quirk.

“Why did you go?” He asked her, trying to keep a level head.

“I just wanted to do something fun with my friends.”

“You’re 16 in 4 days!” He pointed out to her. “You shouldn’t have snuck out! What if something worse happened than just drugs happening?”

“Why would you care-”

“Because you are my daughter, Katsumi!” Katsuki tried to hold back a tempered response. You told him to be gentle. He was never really good at it. He tapped his finger on the steering wheel. “Is this about that boy at school?”

The lack of a response from Katsumi confirmed it Katsuki. He took a breath in trying to not get angry.

“I know you don’t like him-”

“Understatement of the year, Sumi.” Katsuki butted in.

“-but I really like him!” Katsumi had small tears in her eyes and her fists clenched.

Katsuki was silent, tapping his finger on the wheel.

“... Don’t change yourself for some boy, Katsumi.” Katsuki said to her. “If you’re going to date, don’t make it a life lesson for yourself.”

Katsumi turned her head away from her father, crossing her arms. “Whatever.”

Katsumi barged through the front door, avoiding making eye contact with you as she made her way to her bedroom, passing her sisters’ rooms along the way. She slammed the door shut and locked the door, leaving you and Katsuki alone with high tension lingering in the house.

“What did you say to her?” You asked him with a raised brow.

“I told her not to change for that stupid boyfriend.” You angrily answered as he made his way back to your two’s bedroom.

Once you closed the door did he take off his shoes and shirt before getting back into bed. You sat beside him and gently rubbed his old man's back.

“Was he at that party?” You asked Katsuki gently.

“I don’t fucking know-! Probably!” He groaned, burrowing his face into a pillow.

“... Maybe we need to have the talk with her-” You stopped yourself when you saw the nasty look Katsuki was giving you. “Don’t act like that, Katsu. I started having sex when I was around her age.”

“With who?” He glared, his possessiveness over you still strong as ever, even after 18 years of marriage.

You just rubbed his back. “Not important. You have to accept that she’s going to start dating, there isn’t much you can do about that.”

Katsuki sighed, getting comfortable in bed. “Let’s just go to sleep. It’s 3am.”

You leaned down and kissed Katsuki’s forehead. “I love you.”

“I love you more.”

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #mha imagines #bnha imagines #bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou x you #katsuki bakugou x you #bakugou katsuki x you #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugo x you #bakugo katsuki x you #katsuki bakugo x you #x reader #x you #dad!bakugou

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breeloveschris · 3 months

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You’ll Never Understand pt 8

Pt 7 Pt 9

Pairings: Chris sturniolo x Y/n

Summery: Y/n always been best friends with the triplets.. until one random day in sophomore year Chris despised Y/n, and till this day Y/n still don’t know why. Nick and Matt will never understand why Y/n has never stopped being sweet and caring to Chris as if nothing ever happened.

Warnings: cussing, alcohol, drinking

Y/n woke up with a headache due to crying all night. She was up for 10 minutes just laying in bed staring at the wall with no thoughts in her head. She jumped when she heard her phone ringing. She sighed and turned over making sure she read the contact name before answering it. “Hey! I was just calling to make sure you’re awake and still down to go to the party today!” Nick said excitedly. “I’m awake and still coming” she said in a soft monotone voice.

“You okay?” Nick asked sincerely. “Huh? Oh no I’m great, I’m just tired” she said with a yawn. “Did you just wake up? It’s 6 in the afternoon” he said with a sigh. “Fuck, is it really? I didn’t even look at the time” Y/n said with a groan. “It is” Nick said with a laugh but continued, “you’re good tho, the party don’t start till 10” making Y/n sigh in relief. “I thought I wasn’t gonna make it for a second” she said with a small laugh. “Hey.. uh do you know if Chris is bringing anyone” Y/n asked quietly.

“No he’s not, but that reminds me. What the fuck was my brother doing at your house” Nick said with a confused tone. “He wanted to talk to me about some stupid shit. You know how he is” Y/n said with a laugh. “Nah facts, bros been acting mad sus lately. Like girl he came home with hickeys on his neck, he’s never done that. And he’s been 10 times more rude to you” Nick said with a sigh making Y/n’s heart drop. “That’s tuff. But honestly I’m done trying to be nice to him, he’s pushed it way too far.” She said with a sigh. “Does this mean y’all are gonna start arguing a fuck ton?” Nick asked with concern.

“No, I’m just not gonna talk to him” she said while shrugging. “Are you ready to get drunk” nick asked in an excited yell. “Hell yea, I’m not gonna get drunk this time but I’ll get tipsy because if I’m meeting the love of my life Colby Brock then I don’t need to be drunk” Y/n said with a laugh. “Girl-, what if he has a girlfriend or some shit” Nick asked with a laugh. “Then I’ll find someone else” Y/n fake sniffled. Nick just laughs before saying “well I’m gonna let you go get ready because for some reason you take hours” he said with a quiet laugh. “Okay I’ll talk to you later” she said before they both hung up.

Y/n turned on her tv putting on her early 2000’s club music playlist before getting out of bed and going to her closet to pick out an outfit. Choosing a small black dress with some boots she pulls them out and laid them on her bed walking over to her vanity doing her makeup. She took about an hour doing her makeup because she kept messing up her eyeliner and every time she’d mess up she would take off all of her makeup and start over. She decided to put on her dress before she did her hair so she wouldn’t mess up her hair.

She went with just curling her hair which took about 30 minutes. She sighed finally being ready. She looked in the mirror and she was feeling her self. She felt so pretty. “This will show Chris” she said to no body but herself with a smirk. She was looking at her makeup when she realized she never covered the now light hickeys. She sighed running a finger over them. She covered them which only took 10 minutes due to getting the coloring right. She opened her drawer and grabbed a pair of socks putting them on. She grabbed her shoes walking in to the living room putting them beside the couch where she sat down and started going through notifications.

Chris 😓

I know you’re still probably mad at me but I can’t wait to see you tonight :)

She sighed while clearing her notifications. Right after, she got a new notification.

Nickelodeon 🍰🍒

Hey! Just letting you know that we are on our way. I hope you’re ready for some beer pong

Y/n 😛🍑

Okay bet, I’m already ready and waiting. I’ll play one or two rounds of it 🤷🏼‍♀️

She smiled at her phone while she continued to text nick. She’s so excited, at first she was nervous because Chris will be there and it’s gonna be hard to ignore him but she’s gotta learn that she doesn’t need that disrespect even if it’s just an act. She gets a text from Nick saying that they have arrived. She puts on her shoes and makes her way down her apartment. She makes it out and looks for their car before seeing that it’s just in the same parking spot it’s always at.

She walks up to the car. She can see Chris in the front seat looking her up and down with a smirk on his face but she doesn’t even acknowledge that he’s there. She opens the door to the back seeing Madi. She lets out a scream before yelling “Madi!” And pulling her into a hug making everyone laugh. “Okay Y/n/n, get in the car” Matt said with a laugh. “Well hey to you mr pushy” she said with a giggle while getting in the car. She can feel Chris looking at her from the front seat but her focus is on Madi and Nick. “Y’all look so good what the fuck” Y/n said with a smirk. “Thanks, took me about 15 minutes” Nick said with a smirk. “Well ain’t you lucky” Madi said with a laugh.

“You look good Y/n” Chris said looking at her with a soft smile. She just sends him a short “thanks” before turning and talking to Madi. Matt noticed this and smirked. “Yeah, Y/n you look gorgeous” Madi said in a short yell making Y/n giggle and cover her face saying thank you in her hands over and over again. Nick and Madi laughed at her reaction. Chris just clenched his jaw while shaking his head with an annoyed smirk. They were in the car for about 30 minutes before arriving at the party.

They all walk up to the door with Nick, Madi, and Y/n in the back while Matt and Chris were in the front. “Are you excited to meet Sam and Colby?” Y/n whispered to Madi who giggled and nodded her head fast making the three of them laugh. Sam and Colby were at the door welcoming people in. They stopped and talked to them for a little bit mainly the boys talking because the girls were nervous around them.

“I don’t think we’ve met you ladies” Colby said pointing to Y/n and Madi, “no you’re right, we havent met y’all yet” Sam said agreeing. Y/n smiled and waved before saying “I’m Y/n and this is Madi” while reaching her hand out to shake Colby’s hand. Colby looked down at her hand and shook his head pulling her into a hug making her blush and let out a little laugh.

The boys start laughing as they see her blush when she pulls away. The boys minus Chris, he had his jaw clenched. She got pulled into another hug by Sam while Madi was hugging Colby. When Y/n and Sam pulled away Madi hugged sam. “We love your videos!” Y/n said with a huge smile making them smile. “So we’ve heard” Colby said with a smirk making Y/n whip her head to Nick with wide eyes making everyone laugh. “Well we’ve got more people to welcome in but please enjoy the party!” Sam said lifting his drink up making them all cheer.

Matt and Chris went in their own direction, while Nick, Madi, and Y/n went straight to the drinks grabbing some white claws. “We need to go dance” Madi yelled over the music making Nick and Y/n smirk and they all grabbed hands and walked over to the dance floor. The song ‘Just a dream’ by nelly was blasting through the speakers. They were dancing and singing to each other when Y/n felt a pair of eyes on her. She looked around looking for the set of eyes. She meets eyes with Chris who had hooded eyes and a pissed look on his face.

When he catches her meeting his gaze he brings up his drink to his mouth and takes a giant sip before turning and going to get more alcohol. The song changed right after and the song ‘Thrift Shop’ started playing making all three of them jump up and down screaming the lyrics to eachother. 5 songs later and much more dancing Y/n ran out of her white claw making her sigh. “I’m gonna go get another drink!” She yelled to them over the music in return she got 2 head nods, so she made her way over to the drinks to grab a drink when someone came up to her and tapped her shoulder.

Ah hell, now who tf is it 🤨

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myheadhurtscutely · 4 months

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i'm craving some fluff with sam monroe rn. sharing my thoughts and curious for yours?? just rambling lol ❤️❤️❤️

listening to music in sam's room with him, maybe getting ready for something? a concert? and fixing his makeup, his hands unable to leave your hips as you work. ofc his eyes are glued to your lips (and occasionally drift down to your tits) and there's just a soft, unspoken connection between you two. i'm imagining he listens to The Cure (idk if it's really his type of music i'm not all into that culture ngl) and it's just a gentle scene. ofc later on after the concert is over (or whatever event) he can't help but wanna make out with you, maybe you're sitting on his lap in his car. maybe there's a bit of tension- but you two make out until the sun comes up, and return to your respective houses with the both of your makeup messed up. i also feel like he's the type to either be too nervous to hold onto you in public when he's sober, but if he's had anything at all he's all grabby and aggressive with it. I think he'd get jealous a lot when he's not sober too. Definitely the type to get into a fight if he thinks some guy is looking at you too much.

idk if it's too in character but i love my emo bf💋

friends to lovers?Sam Monroe x Reader

wc' 878

Warnings! mention of a tiny bit of violence, marijuana use, sexual implications but nothing crazy. crazy amounts of fluff tbh.

LORD HAVE MERCY THANK YOU

i love this.

you and sam are best buds, like comfortable silence type close. You have always gone to concerts together and what not. You were both the social rejects, and that was okay. Because you had each other.

whilst the friendship was cute and close, it was extremely abnormal in some ways like you laying on his chest after school in his room while he showed you some underground pierce the veil and souxie and the banshees. He knew you liked them so he would do everything he could to peak your interest. His odd fixation with your body, lips, and face was not a friend kind of normal either.

You and sam had eagerly been waiting for months. concert tickets ready. and outfits picked and packed. It was your guys favorite band and some how you had snagged tickets a couple months back for a birthday gift to sam. He obviously was overjoyed when you surprised him with this. it gave him a reason to be delusional. he'd often lie awake, listening to your breathing on the other end of the phone whilst you slept, practicing his confession.

Today was the day. Sam came over with his pre rolls, tickets, and his dingy old eyeliner stick. He tried to fix his hair up a bit so he could look good for you guys wouldn't have to loose anymore time getting ready.

You opened the door to your room, guiding him to your bed to sit where he's sat countless times before. "go ahead and light one while i get my stuff ready." Sam might as well been in a trance, not listening to a word you said. you looked perfect. You were already ready to go, make up, hair, outfit, all perfect in everyway.

Sam fumbled with his joint and lighter after finally coming back down to earth and recalling what you told him. You and him both took drags of it as you put your pallets near you on the bed, sitting yourself on sams lap. His head leaned back against the pillow to look at your pretty face hanging over him.

sams hands naturally rested on your hips, like every other time you did his makeup but this time was different. His hands drug up your sides, his mind falling between his imagination and reality. He had done this a million times in his head, though he'd never admit it. He couldn't fathom how soft and beautiful you were sat on his waist like that. He hoped you didn't notice the prodding object growing underneath you. He had always told you it just does that when he's high. You shrugged it off.

His lips were mere inches from yours as you gently smudged his liner, looking up closely to make sure your work was perfect. He couldn't do anything but smile. even with his eyes closed he felt your divine prescence warming up his insides.

Your lips quickly brushed his cheek as you excitedly praised your handy work, urging him to look at the mirror. His face was beat red, almost as if you smacked the fuck out of him and left the imprint of you. He smiled the whole way to the concert.

"have you ever shot gunned before?" you asked him in the back of the taxi with a plotting grin, joint slowly burning in your hand.

the ride back home after the concert was quiet. you and sam had gotten the both of you kicked out.

Some guy had tried to dance with you, and eventually went as far as to borderline grope you. In no world would sam let that happen, so in response, he busted him in the face. you were quick to follow with a swift kick to his gut as he was knelt at your feet. so now here you were. back in the taxi, already on the way back home

Neither of you knew what to say. You felt bad cause it was sams birthday gift, and he felt bad cause he couldn't imagine how distressing that must've been.. and did you see him differently?

your hand slowly slid over to his in the backseat. you both knew peace in that moment. everything was ok. tired eyes met the others as you both give crooked smiles, to further affirm your feelings.

you and sam took turns, brushing each others thumbs the rest of the way.

You and sam didn't wanna go home yet. The taxi driver dropped you off at your car in the lot near home, and you both escaped the frigid air by climbing inside. The backseat was pretty empty except for some blankets and a couple of sams clothes from the last sleepover.

The both of you climbed to the back, seeing as neither of you planned on getting home for the rest of the night, feeling too weary and disoriented to travel any longer, much less separate for the night.

A cold chill shook you against sam as your body laid in between his, propped up against the passenger door. "Cold?" Sam asked, rubbing his hands up your arms, sliding over your goosebumps.

Sam adjusted himself sliding off his oversized jacket, opting to make it a blanket for you instead. As the hum of cars passed you both by, and the rain pattered on the windows of the car, he pressed soft kisses to the crown of your head.

note' i know this wasnt exactly what you had in mind but i loved this idea and i kinda ran with it, tysm!

#sam monroe x reader #sam monroe #hayden christensen x reader #hayden christensen #sam monroe x you #sam monroe fanfiction #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker

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hyunip · 7 months

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DISTRACTION

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https://sober!-ony-x-drunk!-plus-size-black!-reader.com//:hyunip

A/N: Cannot get this man ony out of my head and how he gets distracted by how fine you looks while you talkin’ to him. You know that part of redbone with instrumental? He think you looks like that part of the song. Ion know if that made sense to you, but if it don’t, you gonna have to make sense out of it.

[I suck at warnings, sorry]

MATERLIST[Needs to and will be updated]

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[T]ipsy was really the only word that could explain you right now. The only word that fit into how you felt.

Your vision was a bit blurry, and your mind felt a little scattered, like all you could think of was words and how to put them in a way. But whilst talking, it seemed you couldn’t care less about what you said to him. Letting your thoughts be free. You were only like this because you and Onyankopon’s friend group were playing a game of uno with a little twist.

If someone put down a draw four card, you’d have to do four shots and then draw your four cards. Same thing if they’re stacked—if you have to draw eight cards that’s eight shots and eight cards—so on and so forth. You weren’t sure who made that shit up, but whoever did it was a damn good idea. It was funny and loud—which may have caused a little headache—and chill too. You all had a good time. But after a few rounds you all decided to chill since Sasha—a light weight—had one too many drinks for herself. So she’d went up to your room to sleep. Whilst Connie, Mikasa, Eren, Armin, and Jean were all laid out on bean bag chairs on their phones or talking. You were all in your basement, the song redbone by Childish Gambino playing, set to a medium volume on the speaker at the back.

Ony listened to you talk, listened to you sound a little loopy as you talked to him about a dream you had of him.

“And you was chasin’ me downstairs wit the knife—I almost bust my ass on the last step” you told Ony, your eyes slowly closing and your hand moved slowly to facepalm yourself in the face as you said the last part, making Ony chuckle at how you found it so dumb. “I ain’ gon lie baby, this shit sound like one ‘uh dem horror movies you be watchin’” he laughed.

Truth be told, Ony loved when you told him about your dreams, or spoke to him about just anything. Your voice was so smooth and sexy on the regular, but when you were like this, it was just goofy and sounded loopy as hell, and he found it funny and cute. But at some times—like now—he could rarely really ever focus on what you were saying, since he always found himself stuck admiring your facial features and body and how good you looked. He admired your ass, your thick thighs—and definitely the way the quadruple in size whenever you sit down. That has him practically drooling and wishing to be held between them for the rest of his life.— you hip dips, your double D cup sized breasts, and of course that pudgy belly you had (cause be real. You can’t want a woman with a FAT DUMPY and some pretty big titties without no stomach 🙄 plus size are baddies too.)

He loved the fat under your arms and how chubby you were. But my oh my, when he catches a look at them pretty brown eyes and see that wide and beautiful smile, his heart can’t help but skip almost all the million beats. He may not show it, but when he sees how good you look everyday, he try his best to find the words to speak. Always silent at first glance.

He was leaned back against the couch, his arms falling on his thighs as he sat manspread beside you, staring at your well done makeup. The little eyeliner wing making an illusion of slim siren eyes with a lit red tint under your eyes, and mink lashes perfectly placed on your lash line. The look with your outfit made him want to get on his knees and start slurping you up and eating you like the last dinner he will ever have. You were just too sexy, and he could always gas himself up about how bagged himself the baddest woman in his eyes.

“You listening?” Your voice was low and interrupted by a small hiccup after drinking a few sips of a cup of soda sitting on the small round table in front of you both. His thoughts were interrupted by that, bringing him back to reality.

When he focused back onto your words and was able to give your entire being a final analyzation, he heard the best part of redbone begin to play, making the moment even better for him.

Ony nodded at your question before you moaned in satisfaction as to what your ears were hearing right now, standing to start dancing to your favorite part of the song, vocalizing with it under your breath. As you got up, so did Mikasa and Connie, all of you vibing out to the music and singing along with each other. Ony couldn’t do anything but sit back and watch you enjoy yourself and feel good.

Best believe he could NOT wait to get you home and love and touch all up on you…

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And that, Ladies and Gentleman, was DISTRACTION by HYUNIP!

#hyunip #aot x reader #black reader #aot onyankopon #aot eren #aot mikasa #its been some time since i wrote anything #I love writing about ony #ony x black reader #plus size reader #for my big girls

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startwelve · 9 months

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I Love You Too

Pairing: Maddy Pérez x male!reader/reader Summary: Maddy makes up the reader and how they met Warnings: A bit of obscenity. Without checking. Not my best, but worst job. I think the gender of the reader is not mentioned. Note: Sorry for the absence, I have a busy life, but I'm back with this Maddy fic. Sorry, she doesn't have the same narrative as my other fics, but I wanted to post something.

"Please be careful. Don't poke my eye out"

Maddy laughed.

"Stop whining"

She was straddling you and painting your lower eyelid black. You're sitting on her bed with your back leaning against the head of her bed and your hands gripping her hips, drawing imaginary circles with your thumbs. And a Pink Floyd song in the background.

You and Maddy had planned to study for history at her house, ending in a make-out session in her bed and on the way to something else. But on your part there was no desire, then Maddy had an idea; Makeup. Even if you listen to rock, it wasn't your thing to be in eyeliner and all that.

You gave her a kiss and as she walked away, she smiled.

"Your smile is very pretty," you're flattered.

Maddy smiled even more.

You were so cute with her that she didn't want you to ever leave her side. All of her previous boyfriends of hers were very… Nate. And luckily for her, she opened her eyes at it.

After breaking up with Nate, she decided to take some time, clear some things up, and meet more people. Then one night out, she met you. You were sitting on a sofa in the corner of the room, away from everyone. A friend of yours had dragged you to the place. That environment was not your thing. Pop music? It made you vomit. You'd rather be at a Metallica concert. Therefore, you were sitting, smoking a cigarette, oblivious to what was happening around you. Until you saw her in the crowd.

Her dance had mesmerized you, and you couldn't take your eyes off her. Maddy captured her and that night they ended up in a room in that unknown house.

At first, it was just that. Both you and her did not feel that you had something in common to take those meetings to something more. Well, that's what you thought until one afternoon…

You kissed her neck, while you rubbed with the rough tip of your finger, her soft and swollen clit, causing moans and sighs to spill from her lips. She was already reaching the edge of her, her vagina clenching around nothing and her moans getting louder. I grab your face, she attracted you in a messy kiss and without thinking she whispered; I love you.

You turned away from her completely and frowned at her, confused by her statement.

"I love you too," you confessed and kissed her again.

After that event, you and Maddy started dating. There were moments of tension, but nothing worrying enough to end in a separation.

Going back to the beginning…

"I'm done," Maddy said.

I hand you a mirror, and she bit her lower lip as you examined the final work. You smiled.

"I like it"

-Yeah? Maddy asked.

"Yes," you confirmed.

"From here on, you will do it to me," you said without taking your eyes off your reflection in the mirror.

Maddy smiled. You thought of continuing with her in the future, and he really liked the idea of her, because it was one of the best things he had of her in her life.

#euphoria #fanfic #maddy perez x male!reader #maddy perez x reader #maddy perez #maddy euphoria #maddy perez smut

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triple-asstro · 1 year

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The Cat and The Mouse

the same, but on ao3!

pairing: leon kennedy x afab!reader

summary: You've agreed to a joint mission with Leon Kennedy in a rural village in Spain, you never expected to be involved with a cult. You also never expected your tension to be resolved after a certain chain incident.

a/n: hey guys, this is my first smut fic. i hope you guys enjoy it, i tried my best with this one and bc i'm in a leon kennedy brainrot lol. hopefully i can get re4 remake just for him ❤❤❤

words: 2.5k

song: friends - chase atlantic or chit chat - beach weather

warnings: sexual content, smut, hair gripping, p in v, unprotected sex, fingering, resolved sexual tension

When you agreed to a joint mission with Leon Kennedy in a rural village in Spain, you never expected to be involved with a cult. You also never expected to be chased by rampaging villagers controlled by a parasite.

At first, the opportunity to finally go on a serious mission instead of the scraps you’re left with was almost too good to be true. Almost three years on the force was proving to be more menial and repetitive than you think. It was a pull that drove you, a pull to finally discover what the world had to offer. Plus, you could spend more time with the latest face Leon S. Kennedy. When you first saw him, you immediately recognized him from Raccoon City’s news station and even some rumours about him working in the CIA. Others spread these rumours like glitter across the hardwood floor, getting into every crack of the force. But to you, something sparked in your mind. It was a spark of intrigue, a spark of mystery, a spark of something new. He didn’t want to talk to others at first, opting to avoid any contact with anyone if possible, much to your disappointment.

After a few months, the stoic act dropped. You could remember it as clear as the clouds. It was a Thursday at 10:49 in the morning when you were making coffee in the break room, wearing your signature neon eyeliner. The rest of your coworkers were either busy with the overloading files piling at their desk or out for a smoke break, eager to escape said overwhelming workload. You opted to get a headstart to your load, with a coffee. The familiar blue walls kept you company along with the sound of churning coffee grounds until you heard footsteps resonating behind you. You turned around to see Leon himself, leaning against the doorframe of the break room with his arms crossed.

You greeted him with a faint smile. “Hey there, Kennedy. Want some coffee?”

Instead of his usual nod or shake of the head, he responded, much to your surprise. “Nah, I’m good. Didn’t expect to see you here.”

“Really? The break room is suddenly off limits?”

“Never said that,” he said. He made his way towards the adjacent counter, to which you observed.

“What’s with the chatty mood? Done with the brooding cop act?”

“No, just with you.” he answered, staring as you chuckled. This was a new side of Leon you didn’t expect. The brooding stoic cop with a sense of humour. Quite the revelation.

“Cute, funny boy. Why did you actually switch?” you inquired as his eyes surprisingly drifted down, his hand rested on the edge. Almost as if he was letting go of a mask, resetting his face. You kept observing his hands and their unique look. The veins popped out almost unnaturally, but not as freakish. Just entranced by the way they flex and contract with every movement.

“Nothing. Just happenstance.”

“Fine. I’ll bite this once, Kennedy.” you stated, grabbing your coffee and playfully bumping his shoulder, exiting the break room. With that, you began a month-long chase. A month of anonymous flirty notes stuck on your cubicle walls, a month of confusing glances that lingered too long, and an entire month before you got your intriguing proposition alongside your opposing fighter in said chase. It was truly something to take by the reins and pray it doesn’t kick you in the stomach.

Now, you’re half-conscious, scanning a dimly lit room wondering where the hell you are. Your eyeliner was smudged, staining your sleeves strangely enough. Drowsiness was still remnant in your mind, along with the numbness of your mouth. You could feel someone else’s breath dripping down your neck, its presence unnerving and spreading throughout the entire room. You tried searching the floor through your feet but nothing, nothing that could either cut or loosen whatever was tying your wrists above.

Where was Leon? Where were you?

“Hello?” you asked, dreading whatever response arrived at your door.

“Huh? What the fuck?” a voice answered, thankfully a voice you recognized. It was Leon’s, in its husky glory.

“Kennedy, you alright?”

“Somewhat, yeah. What about you? Are you hurt?” he questioned.

“No, I’m alright.” you responded as a bright light flicked on him. You then heard Leon mutter something to himself before he jolted up, sending you out of your seat and into the air before you got back on your feet. The rest of the lights flicked on, finally offering a sufficient source of illumination. The room you were in seemed to be an old boiler room, rust embellishing every object except for the chains. The chain was bolted high above inside a winch, leaving two sides tied to you and Leon.

“Do you have any idea how to get out of here?”

“I’m working on that,” he grunted, tugging his chain. He kept pulling and pulling, the winch’s old metal groaning everytime it attempted it. Eventually, the winch broke, causing it to clatter on the ground and send your chain along with it, pain coursing through your wrists and body.

“Ow!”

“Sorry, I was- I… worked on it.”

“I know, you certainly did….” you mumbled, shoulders slumped and eyes drifting in and out of consciousness.

“Who would’ve expected this, huh?” he quipped, shooting your eyes back up. You chuckled at the odd joke, knowing it was a personal attempt to shine light on a seemingly hopeless situation.

“You read my mind, Kennedy.”

Silence. That’s all that accompanied you. No matter how much you joked, how much you bantered back and forth, nor how many hilarities you traded back and forth, it would all be worthless. The only people who know you’re both here are far from your grasp and with the crop of locals you’ve seen so far, rescue was far from likely. As you were running down the list of potential escapes and sudden miracles, a thought appeared in your head. Not the morbid and grim thoughts that were occupying your mind, but a thought that could help.

“Hey, can I ask you a question?”

“Uh, sure. Ask away.”

“What would be the ‘perfect’ day for you?”

You could see Leon heavily sigh, giggling to himself as he attempted to cover it with his shoulder. You saw his smile, his god damn beautiful, stupid and enchanting smile. Even with one sight of it, it completely threw you off. It sent your brain into overdrive, forgetting about the previous thoughts and now, worried about what to do in front of him like it was last month all over again. You didn’t see him as the stoic cop with an odd sense of humour, you saw him as Leon Kennedy, the dedicated yet dorky agent. What a man, am I right?

“A nice rainy day inside with a nice steak. That would be killer right about now.”

You humorously sighed. “You’re really thinking about food right now?”

“Who wouldn’t? I sure am. What about you?”

“Honestly, a nice walk through some rainy woods. I used to do it a lot as a kid to calm myself down.”

“Not these woods, though right?”

“No, no, not these woods in a long shot. Maybe a park if I can’t find woods but I don’t know, something’s comforting about rain.”

“I hear you, anything would be better than this.” Leon emphasised, his eyes darting every corner of the room. “Is it my turn to ask?”

You felt your eyes downturn once again, and felt an impending fear overcome you. This could be the last time you’re ever awake, or even alive long enough to recognize it. “Yeah, I guess it is. Ask.”

“Why do you call me Kennedy?”

“Because it’s cute.” you answered, tilting your head slightly askew. “It’s a great last name, and mine is too boring.”

“What, are you trying to claim it?”

“Maybe. We’ll see after this, won’t we?” you teased, flashing a smug smirk. Leon’s cheeks flushed a bright cherry tint as he tried to seem occupied with something on the ground to avoid you from noticing. Clearly, it failed.

You felt your exhaustion overtake you, slumping down to the floor with your back resting against the wall. “Hey Kennedy, can I be honest?”

“Sure.” he answered, directly across from you.

“I…” you sighed out. “I was really excited to go on this mission with you. To be honest, I jumped at the opportunity to go on this mission, especially with you. You’re a great person, Kennedy. I admire you entirely and sure, maybe this is the last time I’m able to be in the same room as you. And if I’m actually going to be completely, transparently honest, you have entranced my mind, my body and my entire soul. Out of a million ways to die, it’s an honour to die alongside you. You’ve won the bite, Leon. I admit defeat to you.”

Silence wrapped you in its unnerving embrace. You just spilled your heart out to him, and maybe, some people would call it stupid. Some people would call it unwise, call it silly, who cares. Let them call it what they want. If you hadn’t said that, you’d probably curse yourself so much, it would’ve created a hell worthy enough to bamboozle the atheists.

“Look out!”

You were pulled out of your mental fog and onto the floor closer to Leon. As you looked behind you, you saw a crazed villager swing his axe towards your previous position. You and Leon were both on the same side of the room, glued to opposing corners trying to figure out how to handle this lunatic.

Thinking quickly, Leon eyed towards you to move slightly up to which you did without hesitation. Then, he gripped the spare length of the chain and swung back, whipping him in the eye and sending him in a daze. As if in sync, Leon leaned back and wrapped his spare chains around the lunatic’s neck and using his knee, snapped his neck with one move. You stood there, half shocked and half electrified due to you being fixated on the way the movement made his muscles flex, or the way his face stayed stoic during the entire action. The lunatic slumped to the ground, with you rushing to inspect his corpse for any keys, or miracles for that matter. Luck seemed to be on your sleeve as you fished out a rusted metal key from his pocket.

“Hey, Kennedy.” you said, immediately tossing the key towards him. Of course Leon being Leon, he catches it without any second thought and unlocked his restraints before flinging it back towards you. You unlatched your restraints, rubbing your wrists as they showed prominent marks in tinted peach red. Leon kept standing still like a streetlight, shoulders panting back and forth.

“If you’re wondering if I still meant the things I said,” you muttered, fidgeting with your hands. “I do. I still do.”

You approached him, careful to tread your next steps. You caught his gaze, staring deep into his eyes. It was a silent approval, a silent confirmation. One whole month of flirty teasing and confusion all solidified with one glance. Before you could even blink, you were pushed against the wall and pulled into Leon’s embrace to which you welcomed with open arms. Your bodies pressed together, the sound of his heartbeat echoing in your head as you both pushed your lips against one another, sharing a singular breath. The feeling of his hand on your throat only furthered that feeling of ecstasy.

“Say it again.”

“Say what?”

“My name. Say my name, sweetheart.” he gasped, catching his breath.

You knew exactly what he was referring to, almost as if your minds were interlinked as one. “Leon, oh Leon. You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this.”

His lips moaned, feeling soft and comforting as they parted slightly, allowing your tongues to slip in. He tasted warm and the mere feeling of him on your tongue was enough to send you into another spiral. Everything about him was breathtaking. His voice, his breath, his touch was enough to send flutters in your stomach. Your hands unzipped his jacket, tossing it on the floor while his hands reached for your trousers. He then suddenly stopped, eyes darting towards yours looking for a go-ahead.

You nodded repeatedly as he yanked down your trousers, showing your midnight blue panties. It wasn’t long before those were removed too, revealing your already damp pussy. The chill air grazed your bare skin, echoing out a moan from you. Leon knelt down, placing your legs between his head.

“So beautiful, sweetheart.” he moaned, peppering ravenous kisses on your midsection, leaving small hickeys embellishing your skin. His tongue slipped through your folds, the wet sensation leaving you writhing to his touch.

“Fuck, Leon,” you wailed, grinding against his lips, praying to relieve the evercoming wave that was looming over you.

“I wouldn’t have waited a month if this is what I was missing,” he said, dragging his tongue across your folds. You gasped, burying your fingers into his hair and gripping deep as you echoed his name. He groaned in pleasure at your touch. Warm liquid oozed down your thigh and decorated Leon’s lips and black t-shirt as you looked down. He noticed your glance and flicked his tongue against your clit, knocking your head back up. He licked up and down, your cunt already throbbing after a few minutes. You couldn’t believe yourself right now. The scenario that played out a million times in your head in various differing situations and variegated ways is now being fulfilled at this moment.

“Keep going, Leon. Keep doing what you’re doing,” you whimpered, catching a glimpse of the tip of his cock in his palm, slightly leaking from pre-cum. You both shared another glance, almost communicating telepathically. Leon’s eyes proposed another action, and your eyes answered yes. With one motion, he thrusted his throbbing cock in, making you wheeze out any air you had in your lungs. He kept this pace, driving his cock deeper while pinning your wrists above you with his other hand.

You felt your pussy contract, your clit enlarging while your bottom part contracted. Dizzying lust quickly subdued you as your mouth swiftly dried up. The dreaded wave of pleasure started to loom over you along with a tight grip almost snapping in your stomach. It was about to arrive at any second now. He kept thrusting and thrusting, the pleasure increasing as you felt it almost crash into you. A shiver of ecstasy shocked your nerves as you came, the cum dripping out of your pussy when Leon pulled out. As he stepped back, you both collapsed to the floor in exhaustion.

Getting up from your positions and resting both of your backs against the wall, you, wrapping yourself around Leon’s previously discarded jacket, stared into his eyes. They seemed slightly livelier than before, almost sparkling at a glimpse. Leon wrapped his arm around your shoulder. You gave a lovesick smile as he turned his face towards you, cupping your cheeks and looking at you with such adoration and infatuation.

“Shouldn’t have waited a month?”

“Shouldn’t have waited a month.”

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pitchsidestories · 5 months

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New Year's Eve Party (2) II Ingrid Engen x Mapi Leon x Reader

New Year's Eve Party Masterlist I Part 1 I Word count: 2240

With a glance at the clock in your girlfriends kitchen, you noticed that the New Years Party would start in only a few hours. “Mapi, Ingrid, we need to get ready for the party!“, you yelled across the apartment. From the living room, you heard some movement, followed by the onset of music. Judging from the song titles, it was Mapi who turned on the music.

Ingrid had apparently gotten straight to work and was now calling for you both from the bathroom; “Loves, I need your help with my make up.“ “Babe, aren’t you the one who’s good with make up? You can help me instead.“, Mapi laughed in reply from the bedroom while looking for an outfit.

Ingrids face appeared from the bathroom with a pout; “Alright, but I need your help picking my lipstick colour.“ She held up two lipsticks, one a glossy nude, the other one a dark red. You pointed to the red lipstick; “This one.“ Carefully, you grabbed it from her. Pulling the cap off, you gently took Ingrids face in your hands and applied the lipstick to her soft lips.

“Does anyone want a glass of wine before the party?“, Mapis voice echoed through the apartment. “I mean can’t go wrong with a glass.“, Ingrid smiled brightly. You added with a laugh; “Means we want one.“ “I’ll bring you some.“

Moments later, Mapi put down three glasses of white wine on the bathroom cabinet. She took you both in with a smile, while you pressed a kiss to her cheek; “Thank you, Mapi.“ “You’re welcome, my loves.“ Ingrid held up her glass, waiting for you two to do the same. “So cheers to a great evening with us and later with our friends!“, she announced as you clinked your glasses together. You smiled happily at your girlfriends; “Cheers to that.“

After a long sip of her wine, Mapi grinned; “You two look gorgeous.“ “We’re not done yet!“, Ingrid protested, pointing to her outfit to show she wasn’t dressed yet. “Still. I love that lipstick on you.“, Mapi continued, making the Norwegian blush. “Thank you.“

“Does it taste as good as it looks?“, the defender winked at her. Ingrid pulled back; “Don’t ruin the lipstick!“ “Oh come on.“ “Okay, go on.“, she gave in with a quiet sigh. You watched as Mapi bent forward and kissed your girlfriend hungrily. “Tastes delicious.“, she concluded.

You grinned at her; “It does, huh?“ “Do you want to try?“ “Yes.“, you replied and immediately felt Mapis lips on yours. The defender smiled at you; “Yours tastes nice too. Like cherry.“ Ingrid watched you two with a laugh; “We need to hurry up, girls.“

“Wait, I promised Mapi to do her eyeliner this morning.“, you remembered suddenly. “That’s right!“, she agreed and let you walk her back into the bedroom where she laid down on your shared bed. With your eyeliner in hand, you climbed on top of her. This gave you better control over the liner and gave your girlfriend a chance to rest her injured knee. Your face was so close to Mapis, you could feel her breath on your neck while you applied the eyeliner. “You look gorgeous.“, you mumbled under your breath.

Mapis eyes crinkled at the corners while she smiled up to you, which made your task a lot harder; “Thanks. But I love looking at you and Ingrid from where I’m laying.“ Ingrid waved through the open bathroom door, a curling iron in her hair; “I would help, but I'm doing my hair right now.“

You cursed under your breath when the doorbell started ringing:” Oh shit, who’s ringing at the door right now?!” “Can you go get it, love?”, the Norwegian asked humming. With a sigh you got up and opened the door:” Oh hi.” In front of you a few of your girlfriends’ teammates were standing, all of them wearing a big smile on their lips.

Cheerfully Aitana was the first of them to speak:” Hey, we’re here to pick you girls up.” Just like them you started to grin, before turning your head to the inside, calling Ingrid and Mapi:” Girls, it’s Aitana, Patri and Claudia, we gotta go!” “Just a second.”, the tattooed Spaniard replied as she tried to put on her the shoes with the help of your other girlfriend.

As the two beautiful football players transcended the stairs in front of your home you muttered stunned:” You look amazing, babes.”

“Let’s go to the party.”, Mapi nodded excitedly, putting an arm on each of yours and the Scandinavian midfielder shoulder. Her excitement was reflecting in Ingrid voice as she confirmed:” Oh yes, the party can’t start without us.” “I can’t wait to start the new year with my two-favourite people.”, you winked at them. Lovingly the Spanish defender looked at you both:” Me neither.” “I’m with you on this but we don’t want to be late.”, Ingrid reminded you two softly. “Thanks for reminding them, Ingrid.”, Aitana intervened with a grateful smile.

The Norwegian player waved at her casually: “Oh, you’re welcome. I know my girls. They always lose track of time.” “But you three look beautiful as usual.”, Patri observed with a cheeky grin on her face. Mapi who’s days had been a rollercoaster ever since her injury in training appreciated that complement of her old friend: “Thank you.”

The walk to the other Barca players home was not that far from your place, still you were surprised when you arrived as quickly as you did with your small group. When you all entered Fridolina Rolfös and her girlfriend home Ingrid could not hide her admiration, she immediately said her thoughts out loud:” Wow. This looks amazing.” “Yes, right. Hi girls!”, the glowing Swedish host embraced her best friend since Wolfsburg days. Warmly Mapi greeted her fellow rehab teammate: “Hi Frido.”

“How, are you bestie?”, curious Ingrid looked at the Blonde. But tonight was not about the injuries that plagued the team, this was the time of letting the old year go and welcoming the new one in. Truthfully Fridolina answered: “Great, how are you three?”

“We’re pretty happy, in an honest tone the tattooed Spaniard added, Personally, I can’t wait for a fresh new year.” Those words spoke to the core of the Swedish forward’s heart: “Oh, trust me. I know what you mean.” “Frido, were you and your girl decorating? It looks beautiful.”, Ingrid tried to change the topic to something more light hearted.

“If Frido starts on her she’ll never shut up.”, Alexia remarked smirking. Playfully Fridolina pouted: ”Rude, how does it come that you always stick together?” “We’ve known each other forever.”, the younger of the two Spanish players shrugged. Thoughtfully Alexia added: “True, even longer than you and Ingrid.” “Alright, girls, will you shut up now? I’m trying to watch the loves of my life being each other’s love of their life.”, Mapi pleaded, to highlight her wish she side eyed the two blondes. Determined her friend shook her head:”Never.”

Ingrid and you heard the words of the girlfriends which made you return to her side. Both of you said:” It’s not the same without you though.” “You two are the sweetest.”, Mapi replied, looking at the two of you with admiration. Innocently you took her hand:”Do you think you can slow dance with us Mapi?” “We can try.”, she told you, while getting up from her chair.

Immediately Alexia switched into her captain mode:” Be careful with her.” “We are. Don’t worry.”, Ingrid reassured the older midfielder. More seriously you continued:“Yes, we promise.” “I’m fine.”, Mapi confirmed, when you three made your way to the free spot which was used to be the dancefloor.

Meanwhile Patri was in her element playing the DJ of the party, drawing all the attention on her as she was announcing the next song: ”This song is for the people who are disgustingly in love!” You came to realize it was a slower one, so it was perfect for your injured girlfriend. With a grin the one in control of the music continued after a pregnant pause:” Or for the one’s who are about to fall for someone.” Gratefully you mouthed into her direction over the loud music:” Thanks Patri!” “You’re welcome.”, Patri shouted back happily.

“I love you two.”, Mapi whispered as you and Ingrid embraced her, slowly swaying to the tune. The Norwegian chirmed:“We love you too.” “Good.”, the tattooed Spaniard smiled. “So much.”, you hummed. A warm laugh escaped Mapi’s lips:” Alright, girls. Keep some love for midnight.” “Okay, deal.”, Ingrid agreed. Excited your other girlfriend wanted to know: “Thanks. Can we go back to snack on some mini quiches?” “Sure, before Leila eats them all.”, you joked.

Playfully offended Leila spoke up:” Excuse me, I’m not that horrible!” “Of course, Leila.”, Mapi teased her old friend. Innocently smiling the brunette defender was handing the three of you a small quiche each:” Plus I’m sharing, see?” “Nice of you. But we’re better at sharing.”, the younger of the defensive player grinned cheekily. Amused the older nodded:” Oh I know you three even share a bed.”

“We do.“, Mapi confirmed with a proud nod. “And you love it.“, Leila added with a laugh. Mapi winked at her; It’s the best relationship I’ve ever been in.“ “Champagne, love?“, Ingrid interrupted them, pushing a glass into Mapis hand. “Please.“, the defender answered gratefully. Ingrid handed you a glass as well. “Are we already starting with the toasts for this and the new year?“, Alexia asked amused, joining your little group to get her wife some food.

Mapi grimaced at her team mate in confusion; “Already?“ “No, it’s still too soon for that, we’ve got time.“, you agreed with your girlfriend. Ingrid nodded gently; “Let’s relax a bit.“ You all took that as your sign to move back to your seats, but Mapi couldn’t stop herself from teasing her friend; “Relaxing is something Alexia still has to learn.“ “And never will.“, you laughed. The midfielder rolled her eyes at you and turned back towards her wife.

Happily, Mapi held up her champagne glass. Ingrid and you clinked your glasses with hers. "So, let's enjoy tonight.“

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loveronlineee · 2 years

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The Little Things Part 2 (Eddie Munson x Reader)

Masterlist All Parts

Eddie Munson x Reader (She/Her)

Warnings: None

Synopsis: Y/N puts eyeliner on Eddie (That’s it. That’s all you need to know.)

Y/N notes: none

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“Good evening gents!” Eddie shouted as he sauntered into their club room. The group turned to see their dungeon master, They were already setup and waiting for him.

“Eddie where the hell have you been? We were supposed to start like 15 minutes ago!” Dustin whined.

“I’m afraid there was a fair maiden in need of saving.” Eddie explained as he sat down. He put both his hands on the table, examining the set up.

“A fair maiden?” Dustin repeated, sceptical. Mike looked down at Eddie’s hands, noticing his decorated nails.

“Y/N L/N?!” Mike questioned. Eddie just smiled and winked. “No way dude.”

“I’ll have you know Wheeler, that L/N and I are very. Good. Friends.” Eddie replied, putting emphasis on his last three words. He was riding the high of the afternoon he had had with Y/N. It actually made the D&D session better as Eddie was even more in character than usual.

As the club filtered out, Dustin and Mike brought it up again.

“Y/N L/N. Really?” Mike asked for the millionth time.

“Yes Wheeler. Really.” Eddie replied as the cold night air hit them.

“I still don’t buy it.” Dustin shook his head. Eddie walked backwards towards his van.

“You shall see sceptical one. Tomorrow morning. Before school.” He did finger guns at them before getting into his van and driving off.

The next morning arrived. Eddie sat in his van in the car park listening to music, drumming on the steering wheel as he watched students filter into the building. He heard a knock on his side window. Y/N was there, smiling at him. He couldn’t help but smile back. He watched as she ran around the front and got into the passenger seat. She held up her eyeliner pencil.

“You ready?” She asked excitedly, already taking the lid off. Eddie chuckled.

“As long as you don’t take my eye out L/N.”

“Can’t make any promises Eddie.” She joked back. She held Eddie’s chin and moved him to face her. The girl scanned then furrowed her eyebrows in thought. Eddie was just appreciating how close they were to each other again. Her hand felt so soft on his face. He wanted to put his hand on top but resisted the urge.

“Everything okay?” He asked, after a few seconds of silence. Y/N let go of his face and began getting up.

“I can’t get a good view from here. Do you mind?” She moved over to sit on Eddie’s lap, facing him. The metal head’s eyes widened as he watched her get on top of him. His arms reflexively went up so they were in mid air. He could feel his nerves rising. Y/N noted his slight panic.

“You good?” Eddie paused before replying quietly.

“I don’t know where to put my hands.” Y/N chuckled and guided his hands to rest on her hips.

“Here okay?”

“Y-Yeah.” Eddie managed to reply, still processing what was happening.

“Okay try to stay still.” Once she started, Eddie managed to relax a little and actually enjoy the experience. He didn’t want to move his hands in case he did something wrong. Instead he focused on Y/N’s face, still deep in concentration. One hand held his chin, tilting his head back, the other holding the pencil. “You gotta look up.”

“But what if I wanna look at you?” Eddie mumbled but Y/N definitely caught it. She couldn’t help but smile at that response. Still, she was determined to do what she set out to.

“You can look at me all you want when I’m done.” Eddie looked up.

“All I want?”

“Aaaaaaaall you want.” Y/N replied, drawing across Eddie’s waterline. She tried to keep it steady as Eddie’s grin changed the shape of his eyes. She finally pulled away.

“How do I look L/N?”

“Pretty.” Eddie’s smile grew wider at her response.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Y/N moved his hair away from his eyes to admire her work.

“You got anything else for me?” Eddie asked. Y/N cocked her head to the side.

“Hmm… I wish I’d brought my tinted lip gloss. But that probably would have been too much.” She replied, letting herself think out loud. Eddie shrugged.

“I’d be up for it.” Y/N nodded.

“Okay I’ll remember it for tomorro-“

“You’re wearing it right now aren’t you?” Eddie questioned.

“Yeah?” Y/N replied cautiously.

“Well there is one way I can wear your lip gloss then.” Eddie stated. Y/N hesitated for a moment. She slowly leaned forward. Eddie closed his eyes and waited patiently to feel Y/N’s lips on his.

She tasted soft and sweet. Even in just a simple kiss, he felt his world spinning. He opened his eyes again as he felt her pull away. She stared at him quizzically before cleaning up the corners of his mouth with her finger.

“Not sure if it suits you…”

“Y/N you can’t be serious.”

“What?” Y/N questioned.

“You can’t tell me that the only reason you did that was to see how I’d look with the lip gloss on.” Y/N chuckled.

“I didn’t say that.” Eddie finally smiled back at her again. They heard the school bell ring from the building. “Shit I’m gonna be late.”

Y/N spun herself around so that she was still sat on him, but now facing the front. She pulled down the mirror to fix her own lip gloss and couldn’t help but notice Eddie staring. She also couldn’t ignore how his arms had wrapped around her waist. No matter how warm and comforting it felt, she needed to go. “Eddie come on.”

“We can be a little late.” Eddie mumbled into her neck. Y/N chuckled as she pulled herself out of his grasp.

“Nope we gotta go.” The metal head sighed but didn’t protest anymore. He followed Y/N out of his van and to the front entrance. That’s when he spotted Dustin and Mike staring at them, mouths slightly open in disbelief. Eddie wasn’t sure how much they had seen but it was definitely at least Y/N sitting on his lap in his van. Y/N turned back to him one last time. “I’ll see you later!” Eddie waved as she disappeared inside.

“How the hell..?” Mike managed to say. Eddie just winked at them and walked past.

“Told ya boys.”

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stormsplurge · 3 days

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nobody's fool

warnings: none!

pairing(s): seth jarvis x fem! reader

1239 words

a/n: its not directly inspired by the song but i've been listening to shes always a woman by billy joel on repeat for the last 2 days which is where the title comes from. it's also not proofread at all so please ignore any typos or spelling errors. i hope you guys enjoy this one!

“oh my GOD!” you squealed as the last couple of seconds of the game ticked by on the jumbotron and the “canes win” rang out through the arena.

the hurricanes had won their first game of their series against the rangers, and the entire building was buzzing.

you could feel nykki next to you screaming her lungs out as the two of you jumped up and down in your seats.

a couple of days ago, after returning from new york and losing to the rangers again, you saw a fire get lit under your boyfriend (and the entire teams) ass. they had come back to playoffs with something to prove, trying not to get swept for the second year in a row, and they’d pulled it off.

as you walked with the other wags towards the locker room you felt a sudden jolt of energy run through your body. after the last game everyone had been down, seth especially. his tendency to place all the blame on himself was in full force, but this win was exactly what he needed to pull himself out of his head.

you were in the middle of making small talk with gracia when the boys began trailing out of the locker room. brady was one of the first ones out, wrapping his arms around his wife as soon as he was within arms reach of her.

“we’re all heading to the bar.” he said. “you and ton of fun should come.”

“thanks for the invite skjeisy.” you replied, before your boyfriend entered your eyeline.

you shot out a quick “see you there!” before bouncing towards the entrance to the locker room, practically jumping into seths arms.

“congratulations!” you giggled as he hooked his arm around your waist and began walking the two of you towards the parking lot.

if you were enthusiastic about the win, seth was practically bursting at the seams with excitement. his trademark giddiness shining around him like a halo.

“oh my god!” he exclaimed as the two of you made it outside. “i have no idea how we pulled that off.”

“i know how.” you replied. “you guys are fucking awesome thats how.”

“you’re my good luck charm you know, we wouldnt have done it without you.”

“whatever you say jarvy.” you said as your cheeks begin to heat up.

seth was always selfless, insisting that every win was because of anyone but him. doing everything to shine the spotlight on someone else.

——

as the two of you drove towards the bar you reminisced on your first christmas in winnipeg together.

it was a white christmas, something you weren’t used to seeing as you had never lived as far north as seth had, and kayden was telling you about how eager seth was to get on the ice with his brother and his friends. he was smaller than all the other guys but still itching to play with them, begging their mom to let him play for a couple more minutes everytime she insisted he get off the ice and take a break.

seth was too busy helping his mom with something to notice that his brother was telling you every embarrassing story he could possibly think of. blowing through the kitchen like a tornado helping as fast as possible so he could get back to his spot right next to you in front of the fireplace.

kayden was in the middle of telling you about the first year seth was with the winterhawks, how he’d call their parents every night complaining about how much he missed home, when your boyfriend returned to his spot amidst the piles of wrapping paper littered around the living room.

“kayden!” he exclaims as he sits down. “stop telling embarrassing stories about me you asshole.”

“i’m just telling her what she deserves to know.” kayden responds, throwing his hands up in mock surrender before a throw pillow lands in his face.

seth lets out a long groan before getting up and pulling you with him, slowly dragging you towards his room. the walls littered with duke memorabilia and hockey stuff.

“he’s such a dick” he whines as he shuffles towards his desk.

“i think its hilarious.” you reply, making yourself comfortable on your boyfriends bed, craning you neck to try and figure out what he’s trying to find as he rattles through the drawers.

it isn’t long before he whirls around, a small turquoise box in his hands, and sits in front of you.

“seth…” you question, “what is this.”

“okay.” he rambles, opening the box and revealing a small necklace within. “i got my mom a car the first year i played, and my dad a car last year, so this year i wanted to get you something nice.”

tears began welling up in the corners of you eyes as he continued his speech.

“… i wasn’t really sure what to get cause you already have a bunch of really nice stuff back home in raleigh, so i asked nykki for help cause she knows that type of stuff and we picked this out.”

the necklace was a simple circle attached to a chain, with one end of the circle wider than the other end. minimalistic, but beautiful.

“oh my god…” you responded. “i don’t even know what to say.”

the gesture alone was enough to bring you to tears. the drops of salty water streaming down your face and pooling at your chin.

you were at a loss for words, so you opted for closing the gap between you and seth and pulling him into a deep kiss.

“do you like it?” he asked after you broke the kiss, finally coming up for air.

“i love it seth it’s beautiful.” you replied and you turned and exposed the back of your neck. “do you want to help me put it on?”

“oh yeah yes totally yes please.” seth jumbled out, words falling out of his mouth like loose teeth.

“don’t act like you’ve never seen the back of my neck before.” you joked, turning to face him after he closed the clapse.

“it’s just, like, different this time i guess.”

“youre adorable when you’re flustered.” you remarked, placing your hands on the sides of his jaw and running your thumb over his cheek. “i guess that means i’ll have to get you to help me put on all my necklaces if i want to keep seeing you like this.”

“i would gladly help you put on every piece of jewelry, you don’t even have to say please.”

“careful mr jarvis, someone might hear you and think you’re in love.”

“i’ll shout it from the rooftops i dont care.” he exclaims, throwing his arms in the air and puffing up his chest. “i’m in love!”

“this is the best christmas gift ever” you giggle, falling back onto the bed in your fit of laughter. seth quickly flopping down next to you.

as you finished reminiscing and found yourself back in the present, sitting in the passenger seat of seth’s beat up old volkswagon, playing with the tiffany necklace around your neck.

“i love you.” you said as you brought your free hand over top of where seth’s right hand was positioned on top of your leg, tracing circles over the top of his hand. “i know i say it all the time but i’m so proud of you.”

“i love you too.”

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darling, starling

— 9. iridescence — ✦ (wc: 0.6k)

“Is this going to take any longer?” you ask.

It’s an interesting feeling, having Scaramouche in your lap while he does your makeup. The side of his palm gently rests against your cheek as he does your eyeliner, his brow furrowed in concentration while you rest against the cushions of your sofa. His indigo hair and indigo eyes are barely illuminated by the dimmed lights of your living room, an insistence of his even at your protest of the horrid lighting for makeup.

“It’ll only take a moment longer,” he responds.

“You said that ten minutes ago,” an over-exaggeration on your part, but you couldn’t see how a makeover could take so damn long.

Scaramoche grins, his voice dripping in mock innocence, “Perfection takes time. Or however that saying goes. I’m not used to putting makeup on another person so just cooperate with me, will you?”

You do your best to glare at Scaramouche as he finishes up your eyeliner. The two of you have been at this for a while now, bantering while he does your makeup. When he finishes, whenever that may be, the two of you will swap places so you can give him a makeover in return. Admittedly an interesting arrangement to re-enact for a scene in his book, but you have to admit it’s been alright so far. He isn’t terrible, he just takes too long for your liking.

“Part your lips a bit. I’m putting lipstick on you,” you oblige, and Scaramouche continues while he dabs color on your lips. “Our ruse has been quite effective so far. But people seem to think we’ve been in love for longer than we’ve been dating.”

Amusement colors your voice, “I mean, I like to think it makes our whole act more effective.”

He finally leans back to inspect his work after what seems like forever and declares that he’s done — time for you to switch places. He gets off you to take a seat by your side. You take the opportunity to reposition yourself and straddle him.

Only to get a proper look at him while you give him a makeover, of course.

A few minutes of silence pass when Scaramouche speaks up, “The whole point of me asking you to do this was for us to talk. So talk.”

“Like what, the groceries?”

“Doesn’t matter. Just talk.”

“Well,” you pause, twisting the makeup sponge in your hand before getting back to work. “I think we’re running out of eggs? And we only have a little bit of flour left.”

“Did you add it to the list on the fridge?”

“I already did, smartass. You were the one who told me to talk.” you laugh slightly when you see him glaring at you, and you move your other hand to rest on his shoulder. “Stop looking all grumpy like that. You’re gonna make me mess up.”

“I am not ‘looking all grumpy’.”

“Oh, you definitely are.” you chide, dabbing his cheek with your makeup sponge. “Ooooh is my grumpy face mad at me?”

“Shut up and just get this over with, will you?” Scaramouche averts his gaze. “Absolute terror.”

You move on to doing his eyeliner before you continue talking, “I could help you cook dinner tonight if you want.”

“Absolutely not,” he answers curtly. “You’re still banned from the kitchen.”

“The thing that happened with the air fryer wasn’t even that bad.” you protest.

“Do I need to remind you what happened? You quite literally –”

“Okay fine, maybe I should leave the cooking to you today. But one day you’ll lift my ban from my own fucking kitchen.”

“Not happening until you learn how to actually cook.”

“Gonna need a good teacher for that, so why don’t you teach me?” you jest

He gives you an incredulous look before responding, “Sure. Whatever. Are you done with my eyeliner yet?”

“Stop moving and I’ll get done quicker.”

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summary: being the world-famous singer-songwriter "zenith", the limelight has been on you ever since the start of your career. however, the media becomes relentless when leaks of music you never meant to release begin to circulate. your friend scaramouche, meanwhile, seems to have gotten stuck while writing his second book. with a deadline fast approaching, he comes to you with a deal: act as if you're dating him so he can gather reference material and, in turn, he'll help keep the press' eyes off of your leaks until you release your next album. a win-win in your book, so why not help a friend out?

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they're definitely not in love guys trust me

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