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magics-neptunes-things · 7 months

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Fire and Ice 2

Hi guys!

Here is the part 2 of Fire and Ice, I try to pick a suggestion an anon made yesterday so I hope it will be fun to read :)

And it’s actually much longer than I imagined at first.

Keep telling me what you think about my writing, I love to read you.

Enjoy!

PART 1 ______________________________________________________________

The next time you saw Leah was two days after your kiss. She was kind of moody, all the team was supposed to take the team picture and the weather wasn't really nice.

Even if you didn’t stop thinking about this kiss, you didn’t try to talk to her. Or at least you didn't do anything else than creep every picture on her Instagram or the firsts videos of her TikTok. And the more you find yourself watching these videos, the more you fall in love with Leah. The way you felt during this kiss is always present and you just have to think about it to feel them again. It never happened to you before and you don't know what to do about it.

Arriving the last ones with Alessia, with whom you make the trips to the stadium, you don't have the courage to go and greet everyone. You just smile and wave, but your gaze lingers for a few more seconds on Leah. With her umbrella, she seems to complain to a Lia who have an amused look on her side.

After this day you didn't really have the opportunity to see her. However, what you don't know is that she sometimes observes you from the physio center where she continues to follow her exercises to return to the field with you. Despite the tinted windows, she sometimes has the impression that you feel her gaze on her given the way you turn in her direction.

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The next time you really have the opportunity to see her, it's for the next team evening. This time it was organized by Lia and you gladly accept when she ask you to come over. You managed to sit on the sofa with direct look to the kitchen where Leah is, in the middle of a discussion with two or three other teammates, allowing you to look at her without it being too obvious. This will not stop you from getting caught by Leah herself watching her, several times. But each time you just smile at her before looking away, without even taking the time to check that she gives it back to you.

Pizza were eaten and the first film finished when Beth and Katie approach you with a big smile, sitting each on either side of you. You were talking with Frida about Norway, you missed your country a little bit, but your conversation was quickly stopped. From the corner of your eye, you notice that Leah sits down more straight on the other sofa, a look of frustration on her face.

"So!" Katie begin as you raise an eyebrow at here "We made you a Tinder account."

"You what?"

To be honest, you really thought they’d forgotten about you meeting someone. The subject hadn't been discussed since and you didn't even think to tell Frida about it, the kisses you exchanged with Leah making you forget what else had happened during this evening.

"What’s all this about?" Frida asked with a deep frown, taking her role of big sister a little too much at heart.

"Well, Y/N is single, young, cute and really hot. She need to find someone to take care of her and give her the love she deserved" Beth answers, like it was the most logical thing ever.

You whispers something about the love of god on your mother language, hiding your face behind your hand.

"Told you it was stupid of you" Leah mumble from her couch.

You look at her between your fingers, but you are quickly interrupted by Beth who removes your hand from your face to show you her phone screen.

"Look!" she says happily while you take it in your hand.

Tinder was open on your profile and you look at what they might have written or said about you.

"Where did you find this picture?" you asked, as it was one you take from your last summer holiday.

"Google, i think. Dunno" Katie shrugs.

"I'm single and ready to mingle. Really?"

Beth and Katie both laughs as you roll your eyes, giving Beth's phone back. You’re trying to take this lightly, even if you must admit that it makes you a little uncomfortable. If the information that a profile in your name is on a application like this comes to your parents, you’re not sure you can handle their questions. Frida, on the other hand, seems rather suspicious and a glance at Leah informs you that she's still looking at the scene with a gloomy face.

"And it's not finish! We already managed to arrange two dates for you. We didn't know which kind of girl you like, so we take a brunette and a blonde. You just have to cancel the one you don't like."

You remain completely amazed this time, simply not knowing what to answer. It was Leah who did it for you, getting up from the couch, too angry to stay on the couch.

"This is some bullshit, making up a date from Tinder? What are you looking to? Get her murdered to get her place on the team?"

"She's right" Frida add, frowning. "I don't want to find her in the news, other than for her athletic talents."

"You both are overreacting. She will be safe" Katie shrugs.

"Blond or brunette?" Beth asks you, ignoring the others.

Your gaze flies away for a split second towards Leah, before you respond in a whisper that you prefer blondes.

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A few days later, you find yourself at the date that you haven't planned at all, clearly not totally comfortable with the girl that your teammates have selected for you. She realized very fast that the way you talk isn't the same that it was on the application, so you confessed the truth. It didn’t seem to bother her, but rather to amuse her. After your meal at the restaurant, she offered to continue the evening in a bar a little further down the street and you agreed. You can’t deny people things.

You’re having a hard time concentrating on what she’s telling you, stupidly excited about something else. One little thing, too. But Leah did a post last night on your last game and in her photo drop she posted one of you accompanied by a goat emoji and a crown. And it gives you far too much pleasure for it to be innocent. But again, Emma, who seems to be particularly the kind to forgive people, doesn’t seem to pay much attention to it.

Speaking of attention, you haven't shown much either since you didn't realize that the woman who has been haunting your thoughts for almost three weeks is actually a few meters from you.

Leah managed to snatch the name of the restaurant you were supposed to meet Emma from Beth and simply decided to take you as a fillature. Officially to watch over you and make sure nothing happens to you. Unofficially because she’s mad as hell just thinking about the stupid idea of her two friends. Like you need a Tinder date to meet someone.

As she watches you talking to that damn blonde, she tries to determine the real reasons why she came here. Because the truth is, she hasn’t stopped thinking about your kiss either. And it annoys her like crazy, but after trying to ignore you for almost two weeks, these idiots of Beth and Katie decided to throw you in the arms of the first person coming.

And even though she’s consumed with jealousy to see you so comfortable with Emma, unlike what you’ve never been with her, Leah can’t help but feel satisfied seeing you get lost in your thoughts sometimes as Emma talks. Emma can certainly not realize it since she doesn't know you, but Leah has been watching you for two weeks and can now determine the different expressions of your face.

She followed you to the bar discreetly, there also satisfied to see the physical distance that you put between you two while you were walking. She saw the way Emma tried to grab your arm to walk and the skillful way you went away, while remaining polite. It reassured her a little, too, proving that despite your shyness you can say no.

The bar you chose doesn’t have a very good reputation (something you don't know) and Leah is happy to have followed you, just in case. The crowd being denser than in the restaurant, she sometimes loses sight of you from her table while you are installed in the bar with Emma. She isn't disturbed on her side, her icy look sufficient to keep away any human being having a little common sense.

**************

The discussion with Emma is rather light, but not transcendent either. She seems rather kind and it makes you a little sad not to be able to give her the attention she probably deserves. But you can’t help but think about Leah and it makes you half crazy. While you and Emma were walking down the street, you were wondering, for example, where would Leah have preferred to take you after the restaurant instead of listening to Emma talk about her work.

"I'm going to the bathroom" you say right after you order your second drink.

On your way to the toilet, you take the opportunity to take a look at your phone and send a message to Frida and Alessia to inform them that you are still alive. And you end up on Leah’s Instagram page, pouting when you see she doesn’t post anything. When you return, you inform Emma that after you finish your drink you will go home. You’re getting tired and the heat at the bar doesn’t help you feel better.

She takes it with a smile, not even asking if you will be able to see each other again next time. It makes you hope a little that she realized that you didn’t necessarily have sparks between both of you. Perhaps she could become a friend, but certainly not a love interest.

"Are you all right?" Emma asks you frowning a few minutes later.

With your eyes closed, you shake your head negatively, using all your strength of mind not to fall off your stool. Your head turns atrociously and you have the impression that the food you ingested a few hours earlier is just waiting to come out.

"Bathroom" is the only word you managed to say.

You try to get up, but it’s only Emma’s hand catching your arm that keeps you from falling. It's no longer your head that turns, but the whole room while the sounds of conversations or atmosphere of the bar reach you as if you had your head under the water.

"Come with me, I'll help you ok?" Emma tells you nicely by helping you to the bathroom.

As you reach the door, a voice intervenes and you must focus to understand what it says.

"Let her go. Now."

"Who are you?"

The unknown voice doesn't respond, but you feel much more toned and assertive arms seize your waist, rather delicately though. A fresh, pleasant hand lands on your forehead and only then that you recognize the smell of Leah’s perfume. The white fear that gripped her voice prevented you from recognizing her.

Hardly opening your eyes, blinded by the light of the toilet, you only see two babyblue eyes before sinking definitively.

**************

When you regain consciousness, despite your closed eyes, it only takes you a few seconds to remember what just happened. Opening your eyes abruptly, you suddenly sit in the bed in which you are. You’ve read too many stories that end badly because of drugs ingested without consent.

"Wow, slow down cowboy"

Leah get up from the chair next to you, lightly pushing your elbow to make you lie down again.

"Leah? What are you doing here? Wha- What happened to me?"

"It's ok sweatheart. You're safe. Breath, ok?"

Leah doesn't answer your question but the pet name she gave you make you forget this point. The softness of the tone she just used and her hand that delicately releases your hair from your face causes you like electric mini-currents throughout all your body. Is it normal to react like that to such a banal gesture?

But the black hole in your memory continues to torment you, you need to know.

"Do you know what happened to me?" you ask quietly, raising your eyes on her.

Leah bites her lips and you imagine already the worst, but she doesn't let the suspense remain too long.

"They think someone put something in your glass. Your girlfriend swore it wasn’t her, so they’ll look for who it might be. Even if you decide not to press charges the bar did so then they will look anyway. But no one touch you, I promise."

"She's not my girlfriend" you mumble, sinking yourself in the pillow.

"Whatever" Leah grumble, pulling the chair next to your bed to be near you.

"What are you doing here Leah?" you ask again, looking at her.

"Do you want me to leave?"

Of course not. You’ve never been alone with her in a room so long and you’re secretly thrilled that she’s here to take care of you. You’re worried about her leaving.

"No"

A few seconds of silence passed after your answer, to which Leah replied only with a nod, before returning to speak.

"I followed you"

You did not expect this answer and your head turns so sharply in her direction that Leah doesn't have time to hide her slight red cheeks.

"Why?"

"I'm your captain. I’m supposed to look after you."

You nod, a little disappointed with this answer. Your eyes continue to scan Leah’s face, who always seems to refuse to look at you. After a few seconds of hesitation, you gently place your hand on hers. You notice with relief that she doesn't remove it, despite her look on your hands.

"It's weird"

"What?" you ask, frowning.

Her eyes plunge into yours and you find yourself breathless in front of so much intensity.

"The way you make me feel"

You feel your heart miss a beat, before it start beating way too fast. You swallow your saliva but suddenly find yourself unable to say a word.

"Don't tell me you didn't feel anything when we kissed Y/N. I can't stop to think about it. I can't stop looking at you even if I don't want to because that's fucking scare me. I never fell this way before, even though I didn’t kiss almost two hundred people like Beth implied the other night. I mean, of course I noticed you because like Katie said, it’s hard not to. But we never really talked, and now I’m just thinking about you all the time. It doesn’t fucking make sense."

You're stunned, one more time. But Leah has been honest with you and you owe her the truth, too.

"You impressed me. That’s why I never really came to talk to you. I was afraid you might think I was stupid or immature."

"You used the past. Does that mean you don’t think I’m impressive anymore?" Leah asks you with a smirk.

Despite everything you can't help but smile slightly.

"No. I feel it even stronger, because you’re not the only one who has those kisses in mind all the time. I didn’t know you felt the same way."

Your heart keeps beating fast and you are relieved not to have a heart rate displayed on a machine, nothing would have been more embarrassing than that.

Leah’s gaze scans your face and you take the opportunity to do the same, admiring her features more openly than ever.

"Would it be inappropriate to kiss you now?"

Smiling softly, you respond negatively with a nod. You didn’t think your heart could pick up its pace again when you realized that Leah is approaching your face. Very slowly, allowing you to largely anticipate what will happen.

A breath escapes from your mouth when her lips ghost yours.

"Stay still" she whispers.

And you need all your strength of concentration to lie down and not break the last millimeters between your lips. But eventually it happens, Leah’s lips gently settling on yours. With the tip of your thumb, you caress her cheek for the few seconds that the kiss lasts.

It may have been a simple kiss and not a session of long making out, but the fireworks are back. You find yourself immersed in the blue of Leah’s eyes when you open yours again, shining with the same light you saw when you were at her home.

"I want more" you whispers and she smiles.

Delicately, you draw her with you on your bed and she willingly lets herself be guided.

You’re the one who initiates the next kiss, now that you know you have the right to do it. The sensations you find on her lips make you feel like you can breathe completely again. You spend a few moments rediscovering her lips, before sliding the tip of your tongue on her lower lip. You take advantage of Leah’s moan to slide your tongue into her mouth, starting a playful battle to determine which of the two will win.

When you separate from her to catch your breath, you feel her chasing your lips for a new kiss that you cannot refuse her. The truth is you don’t want this moment to end. But this eventually happens when a nurse enters the room right after knocking. Leah detaches herself from you to cast a bad look at the professional who blushes like a tomato.

"Oh… I’m sorry. I didn’t know…" she stammers and you have to bite your lips not to burst out laughing.

"What do you need?" asked Leah coldly.

"I just came to check that everything was fine"

"I’m fine, thank you" you answer with a smile, not to traumatize this poor nurse.

She nods and waits a few more seconds without moving, requiring a steady look from Leah with both eyebrows raised so that she gets out of the room, apologizing again.

"Stop impressing people" you smile, gently smacking her shoulder.

Leah turns her attention to you with a smirk and lays a softer kiss on your lips this time. Laughing softly at the visible disappointment on your face, she wraps a strand of your hair around her finger.

"As much as I would literally spend the rest of my day kissing you, I would like to make things clear right now"

"Ok?" you answer, feeling the anxiety slowly coming back.

You push yourself to the side of the bed to let Leah settle next to you, which she does by lying on the side her head supported by her hand.

"I know I’m not easy, I’m unpredictable, and sometimes I have trouble myself figuring out why I’m reacting like this. I am unbearable when it comes to food. I am jealous but I hate being so sometimes I pout for like two days without succeeding in explaining why. I’m really not the perfect girlfriend, every time I wanted to surprise someone it went wrong."

You don’t say anything, listening to Leah talking about herself, maybe not in the best way, wondering where she wants to go by telling you all this.

"But I think I’m a caring person, who knows how to take care of those she loves and remember things. I love cuddling in the morning, singing like crazy while burning my breakfast and taking baths. And I think I’ll love all these things even more if you share them with me. It’s been a long time since I’ve been in a relationship, but I want to try with you. I promise you to never hurt you. Let me get this right and let me take you on a date as soon as you get out of here."

"I would love that, Leah"

"Yes?"

"Yes" you answer, your smile illuminating your face.

She smiles back and you lean for another kiss. Leah doesn’t let you, however, putting an index on your lips at the last moment.

"One last thing"

"What?" you ask, hiding your frustration.

"I never want to hear about this damn Emma again."

You laugh while rolling your eyes. Despite her, Leah smiles softly and finally decides to interrupt your laughter by kissing you.

#woso x reader #woso imagine #leah williamson x reader #leah williamson

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suuuupernovaaa · 1 year

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tìsraw seyki

tìsraw seyki [tɪ.ˈsɾaw sɛj.ˈk·i] vtr. hurt (someone or something)

Anonymous Request: I was wondering if you could do a fic with reader and Neteyam having an argument with Neteyam calling the reader clingy? She’s known for being quiet and reserved and was shy at the start of their relationship, and it took a while for her to open up, so it hits her pretty hard. They make up and stuff but reader keeps her distance bcos she took his comment seriously, and Neteyam isn’t aware of how much his words hurt her.

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I dismounted 'Rrta, my Iran, and gave her a loving hug before ensuring the saddle was tight and bidding her a farewell for now.

My riding partner, Neteyam, was already walking away when I turned to join him.

"Wait up," I called, scaling rocks to reach him. I reached out, grabbing his shoulder, but for the first time since I'd known him, Neteyam shrugged off my hand.

I stopped in my tracks, and felt my body tense all over.

"Neteyam?" I asked.

"I need a little space, Y/N. Stop clinging to me. I'll see you later."

He didn't even do me the courtesy of turning around when he said it. He simply stalked away, down the mountain and into the forest, leaving me there alone.

I waited for a long time before moving, to ensure I wouldn't catch up with him, and all the while I wondered what I could have possibly done wrong.

Stop clinging to me.

Was that something I was doing? Neteyam and I spent a lot of our time together, that was to be sure... but I thought he enjoyed spending time with me. In fact, he had taken great pains to ensure I thought that. I was naturally pretty reserved, and not very trusting, and Neteyam had worked hard over months and months to convince me his feelings were genuine, to show me how much he cared for me.

So why this change now? What had changed his mind about me? Had he just gotten to know me better and realized I was annoying, clingy, and not fun to be around?

He could have at least told me that.

It was nearly dark when I returned home, and tucked myself in my hammock to cry myself to sleep.

Neteyam found me the next morning, setting out for a hunt, by myself.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

I raised my brow at him. "Hunt. See you later."

Turning, I strapped my bow over my chest, and made to take off, but Neteyam grabbed my arm.

"I'm sorry, about yesterday. I was annoyed at Lo'ak and I took it out on you. I shouldn't have done that."

He seemed genuine, and he looked sorry... so I nodded. "It's okay. I'll see you later."

His apology was not enough to cover the damage that his words the day before had done. I didn't believe him - if he was annoyed at Lo'ak, there was no need to ask me for space or call me clingy. It felt like an excuse, and I wasn't ready to dig deeper and hear the real reason he'd said it.

So, I turned and ran, and he didn't follow.

"She's just been... weird," Neteyam said to his sister, Kiri, a few days later. The two were walking together, back from a long ride, and Neteyam was concerned.

Ever since their fight, which Neteyam had thought was so small, Y/N had been distant with him. She had accepted his apology, but he'd hardly seen her since, and when he had, something had seemed so strange about her.

She barely touched him. Her smile didn't meet her eyes. She just seemed... really sad.

"Has she said anything to you?"

Kiri shook her head. "Didn't you say you had a fight?"

"Yeah, but, I thought we got past it." Neteyam pushed a large leaf out of his way, and held it for his sister. "I said I was sorry, and she said it was okay."

"What was the fight?" Kiri asked.

"Well, you remember that day that Lo'ak was a huge pain in the ass?"

Kiri rolled her eyes. "Every day."

Neteyam laughed. "Right but, it was particularly bad, and I got my ass chewed for it. And then Y/N wanted to go on a ride but, I just wasn't in the mood. She insisted though, because we hadn't seen each other all day. So I went but, afterwards, I told her I wanted to be alone."

Kiri pursed her lips as they walked through the muggy jungle. "Is that all you said?"

"I said she had been clinging to me."

Kiri stopped in her tracks. "You did not."

"What? Was that bad?"

Kiri put her face in her hands and sighed. "Neteyam, you moron. Do you really not see what the problem is?"

Arms outstretched, Neteyam shook his head. "No!"

"You moron!" Kiri repeated. "Y/N is so shy, and so quiet, and it took you so long to get her to open up to you! You complained for months about how she probably didn't like you because she was so nervous and shy, and I told you so many times she was just having a hard time trusting you. And you finally get her to trust you, and you do this? You make her think that you think she's annoying?"

Neteyam's mouth full open and he leaned back, the realization washing over him. "Shit."

"So she probably thinks you don't like her anymore, and she's so hurt she can't even be around you. And you're here complaining to me about it instead of groveling at her feet! Do you love her or not?"

Neteyam felt like a hand was squeezing his heart. He had never loved anyone the way he loved Y/N, and he couldn't believe how stupid and careless his words had been. He didn't think she was clingy, he had just lashed out in frustration after a really bad day, instead of letting her be there for him.

He had shown her what a bad made he would be. He had disappointed her, and himself.

He took off without another word, running as fast as he could to find his woman.

It had been such a hot day, a swim in a cool spring was exactly what I needed. I scrubbed myself from head to toe, undoing my braids and scrubbing my scalp, until I felt fresh and brand new.

I lay in the water now, only my face above the surface, so I didn't hear him at first when he approached.

He was entering the water when I opened my eyes and saw him. A few days ago, I would have felt nothing but excitement upon seeing Neteyam - now, I felt dread. Would this be the time he would tell me he was no longer interested?

I'd been avoiding him for this very reason. I wasn't ready for it to end.

"Neteyam," I said, sitting up so the water came almost to my shoulders, and pulled my knees to my chest.

"Y/N! I have been searching for hours. We need to talk."

I bit my lip and turned away, trying to force the tears from spilling over. "Okay."

Neteyam knelt in front of me. "I owe you an apology, Y/N. I can't... I can't believe how careless I was with my words, and I can't believe I didn't realize how much I'd hurt you until today. I've been wondering why you've been distant but, I didn't even think..." He shook his head, and reached under the water, grabbing my hands. "I should have thought before I spoke. Y/N, I don't think you cling to me... well, you do, but it's something that I like. These past few days without you have been the worst of my life. I'd rather be tortured. I was in a bad mood, and it wasn't your fault, but I took it out on you. I know I destroyed the trust we worked so hard together to build up. I'm willing to do all that work again, to show you how much I love you."

I had failed - the tears had spilled over, but they weren't born of sadness. I leaned forward and got up onto my knees, so that I was more level with Neteyam, and pressed my head into his chest.

Without hesitation, he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close to him, creating a ripple of waves around us.

The relief I felt was overwhelming. Going from being so sure I was going to lose the best thing in my life to even more sure I was going to get to keep it, it was like whiplash.

I cried and Neteyam held me tightly while I did, whispering reassurances in my ear all the while.

Eventually, we stood up and got out of the water, and Neteyam helped me get dressed.

"Neteyam," I said as he fastened my beaded necklace, "I forgive you. And I'm sorry, too. I should have told you what was bothering me, but I was so scared that you had changed your mind, I was just, um, avoiding you so you couldn't break up with me."

Neteyam shook his head violently. "Bah! Never." He took my face gently into his hands, bringing it closely to his. "You are to be my mate, Y/N. I will never leave you. You can always trust me, and you can always tell me when I've hurt you. Apparently, I'm too dumb to figure it out alone."

I smiled. "Kiri had to tell you?"

He laughed. "She did."

He kissed me then, holding me tight. It seemed we both owed Kiri a thank you. I knew it wasn't the first time she had talked sense into one of her brothers, nor would it be the last.

#neteyam #neteyam x reader #neteyam fic #avatar 2 #avatar twow #avatar the way of water

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roosterforme · 1 year

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Batting Practice Part 13 | Rooster x Reader

Summary: You don't show up to the game the next day, and Bradley has to face Molly's wrath when she comes in your place. His heart is broken as he feels the consequences of his words, but he finally realizes just how much you and Everett mean to him. Then he sees you at Everett's Career Day, but you're not making it easy on him.

Warnings: Angst, swearing

Length: 5300 words

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female single!mom Reader

Check my masterlist for more Top Gun fun! Batting Practice masterlist.

Bradley sat up most of the night in his sad apartment, sipping on a bottle of bourbon and feeling like a prize asshole. He had finally found a woman he thought he could settle down with, thought the three of you could maybe be a family, but he managed to fuck all of it up before you were even properly dating him.

This was just so on brand for him, it was laughable. Every bad decision that could be made about women, well he made them. He just had to go spouting off for weeks on end that he didn't date moms with baggage, and now Jake had made everything blow up in his face.

The problem was, Bradley actually had said all of that shit, but that was before he really got to know you and Everett. It made him sick now to think about the implications of what he had said.

You hated him now. He knew you must. He had managed to hurt your feelings so deeply, he didn't know if you would ever look at him again. But the truth was, Bradley was the one with all the baggage. He was the one who didn't know how to make the right decisions. He was the one who made everything too complicated. Not you. Not Everett. The two of you were perfect. And he thought for a moment that he could have you. But now he knew he had been wrong again.

And there was no doubt in his mind that Carole Bradshaw would be so disappointed in him right now. Because she would have reacted the same way that you had. She would have stood up for her only son and protected him no matter what.

He groaned as he got to his feet, swaying as he set down his half empty bottle of alcohol on the kitchen counter. He needed to get it together and make it to the tee ball game in six hours.

You would be there! He could try to talk to you then. Unless you kept Everett home instead. Bradley felt like crying, so he just dragged himself to his bed and passed out with his uniform pants still on.

Bradley's alarm barely woke him up as he dragged his sandpaper tongue across his teeth and moaned. His head was throbbing, but he managed to get up and get right in the shower at the prospect of seeing you. He didn't have time to shave or eat, but he did make it to the ballfield early, just in case.

"You look like shit," Bob told him, and his expression was something akin to disappointment.

Bradley closed his eyes briefly. "I feel worse. Promise."

"Did you talk to her?" Bob asked. Bradley wasn't exactly sure how much everyone knew. He hadn't stayed at the bar for very long after you left, preferring to drink at home alone. Chalk that up to another poor decision made.

"She doesn't want to talk to me. I'm such an idiot."

Bob just kind of shrugged as he set things up for their game against the Tiny Blue Jays. "Molly is angry, too," Bob informed him. "She's barely texted me back since yesterday."

Now Bradley felt even worse, because Bob's relationship with your sister shouldn't have to be the collateral damage of his word vomit. "I'm so sorry."

"I'll figure it out," Bob mumbled. "And you need to apologize to Team Mom until she forgives you. Did you tell her that you said all of that stuff a long time ago? You barely even knew her then."

"Yeah, but I still said it," Bradley replied, rubbing his eyes with his fingertips. "And between the slap to my face and the valid points she was yelling at me, I didn't get a chance to try to explain myself. But she's not going to want to hear it anyway."

Then Bradley's heart was skipping erratically in his chest, making his head throb more. When he saw Everett in his blue uniform, he squinted against the sunlight and almost took off running. But it wasn't you. It was Molly. And she looked pissed as hell.

"I'll be right back," Bob mumbled and headed for her instead. Which was fine with Bradley, because now something much worse was happening. Everett was bounding toward him, and he didn't know how he was supposed to react. He just braced himself for the pain.

"Hi, Coach Bradley! See? I remembered to call you Coach Bradley instead of just Bradley since it's a tee ball day. When can we go back to the park again?"

Bradley wanted to cry. "Hey, kiddo. I missed you all week when I was away." And that was the honest truth.

Everett just shrugged. "Practice was still fun, because my mom made it funny. And we won our last game, even though you weren't there. Do you think you can still win Coach of the Year if you missed a game?"

Bradley reached for Everett and pulled him in for a brief hug while Molly glared at him right past Bob's elbow.

"Where's your mom, kiddo? Is she coming?"

Everett shook his head. "No, she was crying this morning, even though she didn't want me to know it. She does that sometimes, but it's usually only right after we see my dad."

Fuck. Bradley made you cry as hard as Danny did. Just when he thought he couldn't possibly feel worse, the honest words from a first grader twisted the knife a little deeper. Bradley had assured you that he was better than both Frank and Danny, but he was actually the worst one of the bunch.

"You want me to help you with your cleats?" Bradley asked, and soon he was changing Everett's shoes while Molly kissed Bob on the cheek. He felt a tiny bit better that maybe he didn't fuck things up for Bob as well as himself. But then Everett said something that made him want to drink another bottle of bourbon and pass out.

"Coach Bradley, are you still excited for the Phillies game next weekend?"

Bradley froze with the laces halfway tired on Everett's right shoe. He swallowed hard; in all of his fucking up, Bradley had forgotten about the upcoming game. He was going to have to disappoint Everett, because there was no way you would let him take your son to the game now.

But he didn't know what to say other than, "So excited, kiddo." Then he sent Everett to start warming up while he pulled out his phone and tried to call you again. Voicemail. A second time. Voicemail. He'd left you so many messages already, but he decided to leave another one.

"Kitten. I'm sorry. I miss you. Please, Kitten. Please, call me back."

Bradley was surprised the Tiny Eagles managed to win the game. He was having such a hard time focusing as Molly's glare was burning a hole in his back. But every time he turned toward her, she was looking elsewhere. When the game ended, he took off in her direction, leaving Bob to clean everything up.

"Where is she? Is she okay? Is she at home?" he asked Molly, who was finally looking directly at him as she stood up.

"That's none of your business," she said, and Bradley knew he wasn't going to get anywhere with her, but he was going to try anyway.

"Molly, listen, I fucked up. I said that shit before I really knew her. Before I really knew what I wanted."

She crossed her arms over her chest, and the look on her face had Bradley taking a step backwards. "You called Everett baggage," she hissed as her eyes flashed. And if her sister was a Kitten, then Molly was a feral street cat that desperately wanted to give Bradley rabies.

"Please, I'm begging you. Will you talk to her for me? Ask her to call me back?"

Molly's harsh laugh had him feeling hopeless. "She doesn't owe you anything, and neither do I. She's not your girlfriend. And now she's never going to be your girlfriend."

"Molly! What do I have to do to get her to talk to me?" Bradley asked, ready to beg on his knees for the chance to explain himself. "I made a mistake. But I care about her. And Ev."

Molly shook her head sadly at him. "Even Frank wasn't this bad. At least he didn't mind that she has a son. Who, by the way, is the sweetest child in existence." Now Molly looked like she was going to cry.

Bradley took his hat off and balled it up in his hands. He realized he probably looked insane right now, but he just needed to know how to get you to listen. "I can explain myself to her. I'll beg her to listen to me. I'll bring more flowers and more baseball cards for Ev. I'll-"

Molly cut him off with a jab of her index finger to his chest. "You can bring all the flowers and cards you want, but that doesn't change the fact that you're not good enough for her. You're not good enough for them!"

His voice was soft now, because he knew she was right. "Molly, please help me talk to her."

"You know, she wants to pull Ev from the team," Molly replied, picking up his gear bag as he ran over. Bradley felt sick; he wouldn't get to see you or Everett anymore. "The only reason she's not going to pull him is because of the friends he's made, and because she's a better person than you. But she thought about it. I hope you know you hurt her that bad."

Everett plopped down on the bench, and Bradley watched Molly instantly switch modes and turn into the loving aunt that she normally was. He really was bringing out the worst in everyone right now.

When Everett was all ready to leave, and he and Molly were heading for her car, Bradley jogged up next to him. "Kiddo? Can you tell your mom something for me?"

"Sure, Coach," he replied, smiling up at Bradley like he always did.

Molly was staring daggers at him again as he said, "Tell her I was wrong before, but now I have my priorities straight."

"Come on, Ev," Molly told him, taking him by the hand and pulling him along. "We need to go."

Bradley knew he wasn't like Danny or Frank, and he just needed an opportunity to prove it. But he didn't want to upset Everett who was looking back at him with wide eyes. "Tell her I miss her, and I can't wait to see her next time! Bye, Kiddo!"

"Bye, Coach!"

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Luckily Molly was working overnight tonight and offered to take Everett to his game, because you were in no way ready to see Bradley today. Your heart was actually broken, and you were just so embarrassed.

Your kid's hot tee ball coach. Could you possibly be any more predictable? Any more of a chiche?

You were still in your pajamas forcing down some toast when Molly brought Everett back home around noon. "We ate lunch," she told you. "Everett wanted the baseball Happy Meal toy."

"Thanks," you mumbled, knowing that your little sister who spent the night holding your hand wouldn't judge you for looking like a mess right now.

"Mommy, are you sick today?" Ev asked, and your heart sank.

"Yeah, Ev. I'm not feeling great."

He set his Happy Meal toy down and started taking off his shoes. "I know what will make you feel better! Coach said he missed you! And he can't wait to see you next time. And that he has his prior tires straight."

Molly sighed and shook her head. "He means priorities."

"Yeah. Priorities," Everett said, agreeing with her.

You felt like crying all over again, and now your phone was vibrating with another call from him. You ignored it as Molly told Everett to grab a snack and eat it out on the back deck. Once he was out of earshot, you told your sister, "He keeps calling and texting me. I don't understand why he cares so much, since I'm clearly a joke to him and all of his friends."

Molly sprawled out on your couch. "He actually seems upset, and I am telling you that begrudgingly, because I want to hate him."

You twisted your fingers together, afraid to know, but you asked anyway. "Did he say anything to you?"

"Yeah," Molly said with a laugh. "Plenty. He begged me to get you to talk to him. I honestly thought he was going to plead on his knees. He said he made a mistake, and he doesn't feel that way now at all."

Oh. Well that was interesting. Your phone vibrated again.

"And Bob said Bradley is an idiot, but he didn't think he was actually trying to hurt you," Molly added. "Of course I also asked Bob if he knew that Bradley felt like kids were baggage and moms were a waste of time."

"What did he say?" you whispered, setting your phone down before you caved and answered it.

"Bob said he would find it hard to believe that Bradley actually felt that way now, based on how much he loves you and Everett. He used those words, not me."

Your heart was pounding as your doorbell rang, and Molly sprang up to answer it. "Oh, shit," Molly mumbled as she carried several huge bouquets of colorful flowers into the kitchen.

As you opened the card attached to the first one you picked up, your eyes went wide. All of the cards said the same thing, written in Bradley's handwriting.

I'm so sorry, Kitten. You and Everett are NOT baggage. You're perfect. I didn't mean it. Please, talk to me.

"Well, you don't need all of these flowers, so I'm taking some to my apartment," Molly said, kissing your cheek as she scooped up a few bouquets. "I'll come by in the morning after work."

And then she was gone, and you were sitting inside a massive floral display with very mixed emotions.

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Bradley went home and drank the rest of Saturday away until he was asleep. If Molly wasn't willing to help him, and he could understand why she wasn't, then he would have to figure this out on his own. Because at this point, he didn't know what he was going to do without you and Everett. He needed you. He needed to fix this.

On Sunday morning, he took a shower and got himself cleaned up. Two days of looking like a disaster was enough, so he dumped the rest of the bourbon down the drain as well. Then he grabbed the one thing he needed and drove to your house, nervous as hell that you wouldn't answer the door for him even if you were home.

He parked behind Molly's car and sighed. She was acting as your bodyguard right now, that's how badly he had fucked up. Either you or Molly didn't want you to be left alone. He climbed out of his Bronco with the binder tucked under his arm, and he made his way up to your front porch.

Before he could even knock, the door swung open to reveal an exhausted looking Molly in wrinkled scrubs holding a cup of coffee. "What do you want now?" she asked, and Bradley stood back far enough that she would probably miss him if she tossed the coffee.

"Will you please tell her I'm here?"

"She's not home," Molly replied coolly.

"Her car is in the driveway," he replied.

Molly sighed. "She's soaking in the tub, and she doesn't want to talk to you."

Bradley ran his hand over his face, unsure how much he should push. But then Everett came bounding out onto the porch and into Bradley's arms.

"Coach! I mean Bradley! What are you doing here? The Phillies game isn't until next Sunday! And Career Day isn't until Wednesday!"

Bradley's heart clenched with need. If he couldn't take Everett to the Phillies game, he didn't know what he would do. The kid would be crushed, and truthfully, so would he.

He knelt on the porch and held up the binder. "I just came by to give you this," Bradley told him, really examining his face. He looked so much like you. He could see some of Danny there as well, but there was no denying that Everett took after his mom.

"What is it?" Everett asked, but when he opened it and saw the plastic pages filled with baseball cards, his eyes went wide. "No way! Are these for me?"

"Yep. All yours, kiddo." Bradley had grabbed one of his binders at random, and probably just handed a six year old a collection worth a thousand dollars. But he didn't care. It didn't matter. Bradley swallowed hard and glanced at Molly before he asked Everett, "How's your mom?"

Everett just shrugged while he looked at the baseball cards. "She said she doesn't feel good. Something must be hurting her, because she keeps crying sometimes."

Bradley let the feeling of dread wash over him as Molly sipped her coffee. "Do you think she would let me take you to the park and pitch some balls?" he asked. But before Everett could even get excited, Molly cut him off.

"Not today, Ev. Remember, I'm taking you to the movies after lunch."

Bradley pressed his lips together and patted Everett on the shoulder as he stood up. "Another day, then."

When Bradley pulled away from the curb, Everett was waving to him while holding the baseball card binder, and Molly was standing behind her nephew, flipping Bradley the middle finger.

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On Monday, Bradley flew like shit. He couldn't pay attention, and he was honestly a little nervous that someone was going to get hurt.

"What the fuck was that?" Nat asked him once they were back on the tarmac. "I'm team leader! You need to listen to me!"

"I'm sorry," he told her. "You're absolutely right. I'm just distracted today."

"If this is about your Team Mom, you need to leave it on the ground." Nat was seething, and she had every right to be. "I know Jake blew your cover, but I tried to tell you from the start that if you were interested in her, you needed to get used to the fact that she has a kid!"

Now Bradley was seething too, because nobody seemed to want to listen to his side of things. "I am used to it, Nat! I got used to it real quick! And I wouldn't want it any other way!"

"Then sort your shit out or leave it on the ground!" She stormed away from him without another word.

Then Bradley saw Maverick strolling his way and he tightened his grip on his helmet. "Listen, Bradley. I don't know what the hell happened to you in Lemoore or what your weekend was like, but you can't be flying like that. It's a liability. I'm grounding you for the week."

"What the fuck, Mav!"

But he just held up his hand. "There's no point in arguing with me. The Admirals don't want you in the air for a few days." Then he turned and headed back to the tower leaving Bradley alone in the bright sunlight.

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You skipped practice on Monday. It had been three days since Bradley had seen you, and the only thing holding his heart together was the fact that Everett was still happy to see him.

"Hi, Coach Bradley!" he called with a wave as he ran ahead of Molly.

When Bradley headed toward the bleachers to help him change his cleats, Bob grabbed him by the shoulder to stop him. "Hey, I'd steer clear of Molly if I were you. She's not your biggest fan at the moment." At least Bob's face looked sympathetic.

"Yeah, I noticed."

Bob just kind of shrugged. "I took her out for dinner last night, and I tried my best to let her know you're not going to hurt her sister."

"Thanks," Bradley muttered. At least there was one person who didn't think he was horrible.

Molly stood to the side and let Bradley tie Everett's cleats while he rambled on about how excited he was for Career Day. When he paused to take a breath, Bradley asked, "How's your mom, kiddo? She feeling better?"

"She's at a work meeting with someone named Frank," Everett replied, putting his Phillies cap on backwards to match with Bradley. He didn't like hearing that you were with Frank, potentially alone. But then Everett added, "She's still sad, too. She took my stuffed Phanatic to sleep with it. I think she remembered that you said it was good for if you're having a hard time."

Bradley closed his eyes for a beat. "You should go start warming up," he whispered, and Everett was off like a rocket running toward Bob.

"She did give me a message for you," Molly told him as she sat on the bleachers and blew a kiss to Bob, who immediately started blushing.

"What did she say?" he asked, preparing himself to beg her.

"She wants you to stop sending flowers. I took some home, and she donated the rest to a nursing home. She said if you can't seem to stop, you can just send them directly to Bright Senior Living so she doesn't have to drive them there herself."

"Fuck," he growled, dropping down on the bench next to her and burying his face in his hands. He sat there for a bit as Bob started practice without him. He was so far out of his element. He had never chased a woman before in his life. He never saw the point in it until now. If he could figure out what to do, he would do it immediately.

"You actually care about her?" Molly asked softly, and Bradley turned to look at her.

"Not just her. Everett too. I can't get enough of either of them." His eyes were stinging as he watched Everett round the bases.

"Then why did you call him baggage?"

Bradley stared at the turf. "Because I was terrified of falling for someone who was outside of my wheelhouse. Someone with more substance. Someone who would make it impossible to stop thinking about them." He stood, realizing it was time to go help Bob. "I'm an idiot. Truly, Molly, I do understand that. But I said all of that shit weeks and weeks ago, when I was just starting to realize that your sister meant something to me."

Molly nodded at him, and just as he was turning to head toward home plate, she said, "Then show her you care about them. And tell her what you told me. I'll let her know I can't bring Ev to practice on Thursday. And I'm pretty sure you're still on the roster for Career Day on Wednesday."

Bradley's heartbeat was speeding up. He felt more alive than he had since he was with you at the Hard Deck. "Thanks, Molly."

"Don't thank me. I'm still pissed at you. I just want my sister and nephew to be happy."

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You left work at lunchtime on Wednesday and headed to Everett's school. When you planned out a five minute presentation for his class, you realized he was right: you did have a boring job. How you were supposed to make accounting interesting for a bunch of six and seven year olds was beyond you. It also didn't help that you were having the shittiest week ever.

Not only were you missing Bradley and trying to get over him, you had been forced to stay late and work with Frank on Monday. Well, he had volunteered to stay late when he heard you were going to. And now you couldn't even lie to him and say you were seeing Bradley to get him off your back.

With a deep sigh, you opened your car door and headed across the parking lot in your suit and high heels, the hot sun making you uncomfortable in your long sleeves.

And then you heard his voice in person for the first time since Friday night. "Kitten."

You turned to see Bradley walking up the sidewalk in his flight suit, boots, and aviators looking impossibly handsome. You had been listening to his voicemail apologies last night, but the way he sounded in person made your spine tingle with need.

You tamped it down. "What are you doing here?" you asked, not bothering to look at him as he caught up to you.

He was silent for a beat. "Everett invited me."

You scoffed. "Well, I'm uninviting you."

"Kitten. Please."

"No," you said sternly. "Why even bother if he's just my excess baggage?"

Bradley stopped walking, and when you turned to look at him, he had the same expression he had worn after you slapped him across his cheek. "He's not," Bradley rasped. "He's perfect. And so are you. And I don't want to make him upset if I don't show up."

You rolled your eyes. "Come on." He followed you like your shadow, his warmth at your back. You thought maybe he was going to touch you when you signed both of them in at the office and got name tags. It seemed like he wanted to, like maybe he was holding back. And as much as you wanted to scream in his face, your body was betraying you by craving his touch.

"This way," you told him, and when you entered Everett's classroom with Bradley next to you, your son's eyes lit up. He waved at both of you from his seat, and you had to plaster on a smile. Before giving it too much thought, you grabbed one of the empty seats between two other parents, leaving Bradley to fend for himself.

You sat politely and listened to Harper's mom talk about neurosurgery. Then Peyton's dad talked about construction equipment. You gave everyone your full attention, firmly ignoring Bradley. You didn't even look at him once while you stood in front of the class and talked about how important math is.

Once you were finished, you kissed Everett's forehead before you returned to your seat. But then it was Bradley's turn, and you couldn't help but look at him.

"Hi, I'm Lieutenant Bradshaw, and Everett invited me here to talk about flying jets called Super Hornets." Every pair of eyes was glued to him as he gave a riveting presentation. Everett was practically vibrating with excitement at his desk, clearly so proud to have brought the most interesting adult to Career Day. You also noted that every woman was drooling over Bradley, including Everett's teacher.

It was crazy to think that for a short time, you thought he was going to be yours.

When everyone was done speaking, you popped out of your seat and told Everett you'd pick him up in a few hours, and then you were making a beeline for the door. You could hear Bradley calling your name, but you just kept going all the way to your car.

"Kitten, please!" He was right behind you now, and you saw his big hand shoot past your shoulder and hold your door firmly closed. "Can we talk?"

You turned to face him, and you were taken back to every single time he had walked you and Everett to your car after tee ball practice.

"About what?" you whispered. He had caught you off guard. You meant to start yelling, but all of the warm feelings he gave you were right there at the surface.

His eyes went a little wide as his lips parted, seemingly surprised you weren't shouting at him. "I'm sorry, Kitten. I fucked up. I should have never said those things, because I didn't even mean them."

You couldn't meet his eyes as you asked him, "Why did you say that to your friends? I feel humiliated. I feel like you think Everett and I are a joke."

"No!" he said, keeping his hand against the door and leaning a little closer to you. "You're not. And he's not. I said that so long ago, because I was instantly attracted to you, Kitten. And that terrified me."

You felt the fight draining out of you, and you knew you needed to get in your car and leave before he saw you crying. But instead you said, "Maybe you're right though. We're a lot to handle. I shouldn't have expected things to be easy."

When you turned and tried to open your door, Bradley held it shut. "Will you look at me?" You glanced at him over your shoulder as you felt tears stinging your eyes. "You and Everett are not a lot to handle. You're the perfect amount. Being around both of you makes me feel so good, Kitten."

You swallowed hard and shook your head. "Thanks for coming today, I guess. It made him happy."

He let go of the door and ran his thumb across your jaw. "I don't think I would be able to live with myself if I made him cry."

You nodded and ducked away from his hand. "I'll figure it out. Make it so that this doesn't break his heart."

"Don't say that, Kitten. I still want to take him to the Phillies game on Sunday. I want all three of us to go," he whispered as you turned your back fully to him again.

"I don't think that's a good idea."

You could feel his frustration rolling off of him, and his voice sounded panicked. "Where does that leave us, Kitten? Do I even stand a chance now?"

"I don't know. I need to get back to work. Bye, Coach."

This time he let you open the door, and he closed it softly once you were inside. When you pulled away, he just stood in the parking spot watching you.

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Bradley ended up at the Hard Deck after Career Day at Everett's school. He was grounded from flying, you'd just told him you didn't know where he stood with you, and he was probably going to make Everett cry at some point this week.

He ran his hands over his face and nursed a beer for a while. When Nat and Jake showed up, eyeing him cautiously, he thought it would be to his advantage to just head home. He handed Penny some cash, but Nat rubbed his shoulder.

"I'm sorry I screamed at you on Monday."

"I deserved it," Bradley replied. "I wasn't being safe."

"You look fucking miserable," Jake drawled, leaning on the bar next to Bradley.

"You're literally the last person I want to talk to right now," Bradley replied through gritted teeth. "Thanks for Friday night."

Jake just shook his head. "Hey, I was just trying to get in her pants, okay? She's gorgeous, and you made it pretty clear the last time we talked about her that you were not interested."

Bradley couldn't even get mad, because Jake was actually right. "Well I'm pretty fucking interested in her now, okay? Stay out of her pants."

Jake just grinned. "I think I know what might help."

"This sounds suspicious," Bradley muttered, eyeing Jake cautiously. "Let's hear it."

"You still planning on going to that Padres game this weekend?"

"I don't know," Bradley groaned, pushing his fingers through his hair in frustration.

"Well," Jake said as he signalled Penny for a drink. "My landlord's son is the head groundskeeper at Petco Park. I can try to pull some strings if you think it will help."

Bradley gaped at him. "Do it."

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Molly is the sister I wish I had! Thanks to @beyondthesefourwalls and @mak-32!

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russellsppttemplates · 3 months

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Can we please have more dad George I miss him soo much like literally anything 🥺😭

Note: I'm working on a big piece for him, but in the mean time, here's a blurb!

Cw: reader's pregnant

"Mummy called me and said she was going to take a little bit longer today, so how about we cook for her?", George suggested once he got off the phone, "sure, daddy!", Arthur said, "I'm going to get Olivia to join us!", he said excitedly, running up to his sister's room to tell her the plans.

George laid out all of the ingredients they needed for the recipe and helped the kids put on their aprons, "daddy, whenever I cook with mummy she always tells us what to do. Do you know what to do?", Olivia wondered, looking up at him as she moved the bowls around, "of course I do, darling! Me and Arthur have cooked a couple of times before, haven't we buddy?", he asked your son, earning his nod. Since you liked to cook, it wasn't one of the chores around the house you and George shared, opting to share others instead.

"Can you keep stirring, Liv?", he asked your daughter, "me and Arthur will get started on measuring the milk and cracking the eggs - careful, buddy", he said as Arthur grabbed the milk carton.

"Daddy?", Olivia called, "this is getting yellow, like, golden? I think that's what mummy calls it", she said as George took a peak at the pot, "okay, it's ready for the rice", he mentioned, Arthur helping out his sister in adding the grains, "Good job, guys!", George complimented, kissing the top of their heads as he wiped his hands on the towell.

"Mummy told me yesterday that she really wanted to have this pie", Arthur mumbled as he looked at it cooking in the oven, making sure it would be just like how you liked it.

"It's why we are making it, right? She told daddy she has been craving it for a few days, I heard her", Olivia nudged as George grabbed the plates and cutlery to take to the table, "yes! Mummy has been waiting to make this for a bit, but she hasn't had the time - and we all know how much she hates asking got help - so I decided we were going to surprise her", George explained, nodding his head to the dining room so they could help him with the table.

"I did help her yesterday!", Arthur chirped in, "she wanted to pick something off the floor, but her baby bump - she couldn't do it, she was like those jelly pots we have for snacks, all wiggly trying to do it- so I helped her", he exemplified as George tried his best not ot laugh at the creative, yet accurate, description. "You did well, buddy. She will hardly ask for help, but it's always good to help her whenever you can", George noted.

When you finally got home, you left your shoes by the door just in time for Olivia to come give you a hug, "Hi, mummy! How was your day? Daddy and Arthur are in the dining room with Winston and Maya", she said as she pulled your hand, mindful that you were walking a little bit slower than usual.

"Mummy!", Arthur yelled as he hugged your legs, pressing his lips to your clothed bump, "how is the baby?", he asked, "he's good, been kicking a lot today actually", you smiled, kissing your son's cheek and then his sister's before moving up to your husband, "is my nose deceiving me or have you made my craving?", you moaned in his ear, "you've been busy, and me and the kids wanted to treat you", he smiled, kissing your lips before getting everyone to sit at the table, Maya and Winston sitting by your feet.

"I was a bit doubtful at first, but this is good, daddy!", Olivia complimented, "thanks? I guess", your husband chuckled as he served himself some of the salad, "I think we make a great team, not as good as mummy, but pretty close", Arthur added as he ate a fork full of the meal.

(Thank you for your submission ✨️)

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24: SHOPPING

YUUTA X READER

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It was a few hours after the small chat you had with Yuuta. Your mind had drifted back at lunchtime with everyone, you also noticed that the ring on his finger was gone.

You wondered why he took the ring off, was it a gift from her?

If so maybe you can give him one that he can wear on his finger.

With that thought, you turned off your phone and drifted off into another land.

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Sadly, the sound of your alarm woke you up but atleast this time you were happy to wake uo early.

The thought from yesterday still lingered as the first thing you did was to get out from your bed, and packed a few extra money in your wallet and placed it back into your bag for school.

Once you were happy with yourself, you began to get ready for school.

Finally, you left your dorm and made your way to the school building, but stopped in your tracks when you saw the boy you talked to yesterday patiently waiting for someone.

You figured out that someone was you when his eyes lit up when it noticed your presence.

You slowly walked up to him, eyes drifting towards his naked finger.

"Good morning, ready to go?" He asked.

You nodded, following behind him as he began walking to school.

From the distant, two pairs of eyes watched your moves.

"Honestly, I was going to give her the merch.." He mumbled as Maki rolled her eyes.

"Just leave her alone." She said as they both followed behind towards the school building.

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When both Yuuta and yourself arrived at school, surprisingly you didn't go to class, you both walked around talking about whatever came to your mind.

Maybe it wasn't alot but for you it felt like a dream come true and it caused you both to slow become a bit closer to each other.

But sadly, the bell went causing you both to sigh but atleast he offered to walk you to your class.

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Finally, lunch time came around and this time Inumaki came alone to collect you.

You both made it towards the group and you chose to sat next to Yuuta. Again.

"We should make a group chat with everyone in it." Inumaki brought up.

"Why? I already have enough on my phone I don't need anymore." Megumi mumbled.

"It will be fun duh." He answered back.

Megumi sighed.

"So should we?" Inumaki asked.

They all nodded, including yourself.

You think it would be fun.

"Okay then later today we are all gonna be in a group chat!" He finished.

Everyone else began chatting with each other.

"You can meet me by my classroom, I will be waiting there for you." Yuuta told you, causing you to nod.

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Sadly, lunch ended as soon as it came or you felt it did.

Everyone made their way back to their classrooms and attended their afternoon classes.

It took forever to ened but finally, it was over.

Everyone either left the classroom or went to their friends to chat.

You packed your bags and did as Yuuta said, you made your way towards his classroom, passing by a familiar white haired boy, who eyed you down a bit before leaving.

"You're here." He said.

You, of course, nodded at his words before you both made your way out of the school.

The walk was slow and quiet but it was also comforting.

Well, everything is comforting with he's around anyways.

You both finally made it to the mall.

"Okay, where do we go first?" He asked you.

To be honest you barely go out but for his sake, you will take the lead this time.

"I know a store, follow me." You replied as you both entered the mall.

You decided to go to a clothing store first, pointing out some that you liked and some that he thinks his sister would also like as well.

Then you found yourself at a plushie store.

It had alot, which made you roam the store to find something you liked, forgetting you came here to help Yuuta.

Of course, he noticed.

So in the small pile of plushies he got for his sister, he secretly got you one, planning on giving it to you when you both separate to head back to your dorms.

And finally, you both made it to the jewelry store.

He began hunting for some cute jewelry for his sister as you quietly made your way towards the rings.

You planned on buying one for the boy.

As you scanned, you began wondering if you should really do it, would he find it weird?

To you, it was an act out of kindness but what if he saw it as something else?

You sighed, getting rid of the thoughts and stuck to your plan.

Finally you found a cat themed ring. He reminded you of a kitty so you got it.

Just in time as he too, came back from his mini hunt.

"Did you buy something?" He asked you.

"No.. Why do you ask?"

"..There's a bag in your hand so uh." He mumbled.

"Don't think about it, buy your items." You ended the conversation with a small smile.

He laughed a bit at your behavior and did as you said.

That was the final stop for the day though he decided to buy you a snack but besides that you both made your way out of the mall and back to the dorms.

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He walked you back to the female dorms stopping you before you can enter.

"Wait I have something for you." He started.

Confused by his words, you stayed and waited for what he was about to give you.

Out of the bags he was holding, he pulled out a Chococat plushie and handed it to you.

It surprised you.

"You were all over the place in the store, so I decided to buy you one." He told you.

You took the plushie from his hand and stared at the bag in your hand.

"Take this." You said as you held the bag up.

You planned on giving him the ring another time but right now, it felt right to give him it.

"I thought you didn't buy anything?" He joked as he took the bag.

You looked away from him causing him to laugh.

"Okay bye now Y/N, I will check your gift later." He ended.

"Okay, and thank you.." You replied.

You both made it back to your dorms with a smile on your faces.

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note: you both bought each other matching gifts without realizing🤭

also something embarrassing happened to.me today I posted a suguru edit on my whatsapp status and the caption was something saying "his booty" bc I was SINGING A SONG AND THE OWNER OF A GAMING STORE I GO TO SAW IT I DIDNT EVEN SAVE THEIR NUMBER.☹️☹️😞☹️☹️

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c-nstantine · 1 year

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hey I was wondering if I could request a Wally x batsis!reader x Roy where the two are fighting over batsis and the batboys are taking sides and getting a little too invested in her love life, thanks luv!!❤️

Warnings: references to sex, cursing,

word count: 0.6k

Y/N Wayne was the crush of hundreds of thousands of people and it was obvious why. Her gorgeous brown skin managed to shimmer under the Gotham clouds, her smile that could replace the sun, and she had a heart that was pure. Her track record was not as clear. Having dated a few professional basketball players, a few cheerleaders, and even a few actors, no one really stuck around. Not like Wally and Roy, at least.

Wally had a crush on Y/N from the first time that Dick invited him over. Of course, Y/N was a year or two older than him but that did not stop him from flirting with her. Dick always hit him in the back of the head after he did but Wally thought it was well worth it. Especially, because Y/N was his first kiss, not that he told Dick that. He figured that he would grow out of his childhood crush but he never did. Sure he dated other girls but something about Y/N kept drawing him back.

Roy had a crush on Y/N since Jason broke into her apartment while they needed a place to lay low. He remembers the night like it was yesterday. Jason had slipped the both of them into a rather nice safe house, which ended up being a condo. Y/N was supposed to be at fashion week in Paris but she ended up not going. When she heard footsteps in her apartment, she threw two batarangs at Roy's head and he'd been infatuated ever since. Not to mention, she babysits Lian from time to time and he nearly melts every time he sees them together.

"I'm telling you, she's gonna end up with Roy," Jason spoke as he and Dick were playing Super Smash Bros. It had been a big debate between the two.

"Nah, Wally doesn't have as much baggage. Love the guy but not for my sister," Dick was honest. Wally seemed to be the option with the least difficulties. However, they were Waynes and if their love wasn't difficult, it wouldn't be them.

"Oh, so you'd rather our sister be with someone who regularly disappears into the speed force," Jason countered as he unlocked his special move in the game. He regularly kicked Dick's ass in this game but for some reason, Dick insisted on playing it.

"What are you guys talking about?" Y/N asked as she walked into the home theater. She couldn't find her other siblings so she was stuck with these two for now.

"You need to pick between Roy and Wally," Jason stated as he put the game on pause. Y/N raised her eyebrows at the sudden statement. No one in her family had ever demanded something of her before.

"First of all, I don't have to do shit but stay black and die. Second of all, I am trying," She whined a little.

"I mean it can't be that hard," Dick said hoping to lighten the mood.

"How's Kori? Or are you with Babs?" Y/N asked looking him in his eyes. Dick was taken aback as he put his hand on his chest.

"Damn," Jason mumbled, he was suddenly grateful that his love life was not being broadcasted.

"Low blow, man," Dick sniffled.

"I like them both," Y/N admitted. She wasn't sure which one she liked more. They both were great in their own ways. She also didn't want to be a heartbreaker.

"Which one do you like better?" Jason asked, wishing for a little clarity. He was really hoping she was leaning more toward Roy.

"Well, Wally can vibrate his entire body but Roy does this thing with his tong-," Y/N started. She knew saying this would allow her brothers to leave her alone.

"No! No! I do not need to know," Dick started screaming while covering his ears. He quickly left the theater room and did not bother to look back.

"So, what'd we learn?" Y/N asked while looking at her remaining brother.

"Not to ask about your love life." Jason made a face of disgust while Y/N just smiled.

#x black!reader #black!reader #x black reader #black!batsis #black reader #roy harper x batsis #wally west x black!batsis #wally west x black!reader #wally west x batsis #roy harper x reader #jason todd #roy harper #dick grayson #black batsis #c-nstantine

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 21 days

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Am I The Asshole for not plugging a console in when returning it?

A more low stakes aita, but curious what other people might think.

So I (fem presenting 24) borrowed the family wii u from my dad (m~47) a couple weeks ago to play on the splatoon servers before they went down. I ended up slacking on getting it back and just returned it yesterday on April 20th. My dad is self employed and tends to stay up late and gets up even later. Due to a bunch circumstances I realized I would have time to drop it off the night before. I ended up forgetting to text my dad that I would be coming over, but texted him in the morning (8:45am) so I could know when he got up. I tried putting off going till as late as I could (doing all my errands first including picking up groceries) but he still hadn't texted back. It was just after noon when I got over. Since my sister answered the door I ended up up just dropping off the wii u, chatting a bit, seeing if some Tupperware I ended was clean (it wasn't, not worried about it) and heading out since I had cold food (my dad was indeed asleep).

I have a 30 minute drive home, so by the time I got home I got a text from my dad (12:45) asking I dropped it off. I told him I did and he replied with ":( well thanks for returning it"

After I got to bed he texts back "Want this wii u hooked up when you borrowed it?" Which meant nothing to me. I try to text back a couple times trying to get some clarification, but he still hasn't answered. I asked my sister if she knew what he was talking about, and she said he was saying it was rude of me not to plug the system back in when I returned it.

I will say I really don't like visiting my dad since he's very much a shut in conservative while I'm v much visibly queer. I don't agree with many of his beliefs and find many of them hurtful. I could go into more detail, but this is just to say our relationship is v strained.

Personally, plugging a consol takes a couple minutes and I didn't think it would be a big enough deal to message me about it. Granted, it was plugged in when I asked to borrow it, and I ended up grabbing everything myself. But idk, am I the asshole for notplugging the console back in?

#aita #am i the asshole

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itskattkm · 11 months

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New York New Rules Pt. 3

Warnings: Violence, Trauma, Fluff, maybe Smut, mental health, blood

Summary: Y/N meets the survivors of the last events in Woodsborrow and gets on Ghostface's list. But there is also a darkness in Y/N wich path is she going to choose

Female Y/N x Tara Carpenter

Sorry for bad writing. I'm using a translator and hope you guys can enjoy it. Also, this is going to be a long story

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

My body began to vibrate, or rather my head when I leaned it against the window of the taxi. So let's start reflecting on the day as it went so far.

Missed therapy hour because my therapist was brutally murdered. Check.

Shit... it would take me months until I find a new one.

What happened next? I closed my eyes and played the pictures in my head through like a movie.

Been accused for murder? Check.

Have been exposed and embarrassed In front of your girl crush and her sister? Check.

Surprising meeting with Kirby? Check.

Pursued by paparazzis and "interviewed" by Gale weathers? Check.

Witness to Tara punching Gale Weathers? Check.

Was I slightly turned on by it? Double Check.

"Y/N you're good?" A soft voice brought me back. I opened my eyes and had to blink slightly because of the unexpected brightness around me. I nodded silently and looked for the eyes of the taxi driver in the rear-view mirror. I put my hand on the passenger seat and pulled slightly forward, which is why Tara who sat between me and Sam pushed herself closer to Sam to give me the place I needed. "Hey you can let me out at Pompeii Pizza" he nodded to me but now Sam bent down in front "Y/N you can't go now you have to come with us" there was that shy me I knew so good. I probably would have done anything she said, but right now? Now I felt numb. Not present. And I didn't care.

No matter what happened yesterday. No matter what happened today. I just had to go home and hide in my room. It was one thing to become suspicious for several murders but to be exposed in front of almost complete strangers and to be claimed as a crazy woman with mental problems? And on top of that in front of your crush. That was too much for me.

Although Detective Bailey had exposed me to the two and they knew now more about me than I would have liked to let them know, I asked myself the question

Why do you want me to come with you?

"Why?" I asked confused

"Apart from the fact that you are a suspect, we have to talk to the others about it. Mindy wants us all to meet at the Blackmoore," she said and her eyes darkened. Although they didn't seem particularly inviting at the moment, I recognized something soothing in them.

"So you believe what Bailey said?" I asked and did not seem as strong as I had hoped. My voice was getting quieter and quieter. Maybe we didn't know each other so well, and I was just a friend of Mindy but did they really believe that I was behind it?

"Where were you during the bodega attack?" Said Tara cautions.

Confused, my gaze met hers. No, I wasn't confused. I was hurt. Her look was cold. Anger could be seen in her dark eyes, but the way she pulled her eyebrows together told me that there was something else, but what?

"Pompeii Pizza" said the driver and stopped.

Exhausted, I took a look and sighed. I shook my head when I opened the door of the taxi and got out.

"Y/N!"

I ignored it. Did Tara really think I was behind it? I didn't like the way she looked at me. As if I were a monster... the cars on the street were getting louder and louder for me. The measurements of people who were on the streets. Confused, I looked at the floor as I slowly went to the pizzeria.

And there they were at once. A few minutes before, I felt numb and now. Now there were too many feelings. I tried to arrange it in my head like a riddle. But I couldn't see anything. Too many letters. No words. I clenched my hands into fists to feel something I could describe. Then there was this sting. A continuous stitch. I had pressed my nails firmly into my palms so tightly that my knuckles turned white. Now I asked myself. What does that feel like?

After resensood.

Pressure a pressure that did not want to disappear.

And then the letters in my head came together and the word pain appeared before my eyes.

"Y/N wait!" I was grabbed by my shoulder and expected to be abruptly turned over. However, I was surprised and that of Sam. She sighed and slowly stood in front of me, so that I was forced to look at her. I was forced not to go any further.

"I was also a patient at Dr. Stone"

With widened eyes, I looked at her and a short smile escaped her lips when she agreed to my expression with a nodding head. "Believe me when I tell you that I can imagine how you feel. But you also have to understand-"

She looked over my shoulder to see Tara. However, I did not follow her gaze. As Tara had looked at me earlier... I never wanted to see these eyes again. That look in them. It made me feel so vulnerable and anxious. I already had it so hard to keep in touch with the people around me, but I tried to stand by. And with Tara, well it won't be difficult for me to ignore her in the near future.

At least that's what I thought

"After what we've been through, it's difficult for us with new people... and how fucked that sounds, but that's what Bailey said are very violent coincidences Y/N and if we should trust you... then you have to prove it to us"

Now I felt a different feeling.

Incomprehension

"Why should I do that?"

Surprised, Sam looked at me and straightened up. She probably didn't expect this answer.

"Sam, I am not part of your group. I'm just a friend of Mindy's"

I looked at the pizzeria and looked into the eyes of my own reflection Why do I looked so sad?

"As much as I wish it would be different, but even for Mindy I am just an acquaintance from the courses we have in common. And we both know Mindy, she is also very careful when it comes to new people. After she told me about Ghostface because it was a short topic in our course and not because she told me as a friend, I knew, okay. This friendship is nothing more than an an acquaintance, so why should I care Sam?" My legs were moving. I lightly bumped Sam on her shoulder to go past her but she grabbed me tightly by my arm and moved us so that I had to meet her eyes and my back faced the pizzeria.

"Because you care," she said bright. Confused, I looked at her. Her look was gentler than before and there was this glow.

"You may feel alone. And maybe you are... but you care. No matter how bad you are feeling. How the people around you are doing... you are someone who can feel how others are doing. And as much as you sometimes have to struggle with the darkness... you still care. Even if it hurts"

Why did it feel like a description of herself?

Were we both more similar than knew? I mean, we both went to the same therapist, maybe there was something to it. But what was Sam's problem? Also aggression? Mindy had never told me in detail what happened to all of them back then. She just said that the stab movies are based on true events and the murders of last year? Well she and her friends were involved.

Of course, I had watched all the stab films afterwards, but I couldn't imagine what must have happened to them.

"Go home. Take your time. But I hope that you come to the Blackmoore and try to find an answer for all this, together with us. You don't want to be a suspect, do you? So why not find out who is really behind it?"

She gave me a slight smile and left. Even after the taxi drove away, I was still starring on the same spot. Where did I get in there?

Damn Samantha Carpenter...

These feelings which you and your sister leave me behind are too much for me.

#jenna ortega #actress #fanfiction #ghostface #melissa barrera #samantha carpenter #scream #tara carpenter #x reader #tara carpenter x you #tara carpenter x reader #vada cavell #wednesday #wednsday addams #celebrity #lorraine day #jenna ortega x reader

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marqueesaa · 3 months

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L'amore complicato

[part three]

warnings - fluff

summary - [Brando spends the night at the govenders and is worried about the little sister of his best friend..]

in this scenario, your name will be Aleeza

"Ciao, bra." Niccolo said and greeted Brando at the door. I was at the living room dining table with Fabio and Cami and we were discussing the new school project. It was evening and it was getting dark in Rome.

"Ciao nicc, tutto apposto?" [everything okay?] brando said and gave my brother a quick clap as my brother closed the door and ran into the living room with brando. "Well, you're just freeing me from this endless conversation between cami, ale and her weird best friend." niccolo replied to brando's question as he sat down on the couch and pointed to Fabio.

I gave him the middle finger and looked at him in disgust "Fabio is my friend, you better leave him alone, nicc." I said aggressively as I looked at brando and saw him looking at me confused. Almost angry.

But I realized that he wasn't looking at me but at the person next to me, Fabio. Fabio noticed and leaned towards me to whisper something in my ear. "What's that wimp looking at us for?" I had to laugh and pushed him away lightly by his waist when he started laughing too.

"I don't know" I said with a laugh as Camilla leaned towards us, "what is it?" She asked us, looking curious. I looked overwhelmed as Fabio leaned over to cami in front of me and told her. Cami just smiled briefly and looked at Brando, who had the controller from the games console in his hand and was looking at the TV.

I looked over at brando and watched him sitting quietly and intently in front of me. I played with the pen in my hand as I went over the scenario from yesterday in my head. I had to run away from the cubicle when Monica briefly left the room. I ran down the entire school corridor and then, out of breath, got into my car and drove away. Risky things like that are exciting but also very dangerous.

I never heard Brando again after that. He never contacts me, I think he's afraid of getting caught. I picked up my cell phone and leaned back so Fabio and cami couldn't look at it. I opened Brando's contact and started texting him.

Aleeza

Yesterday was really close, how did you get home?

I sent it when I heard Brando's phone in his pants pocket. He put the controller aside and picked up his phone as he leaned against the sofa. He opened the message and read it through. Emotionless, he closed his cell phone again and placed it on the table with the screen facing down.

Confused and desperate, I looked again at the message I had sent and checked that I hadn't written something wrong. But I found nothing. I bit my lips and looked at brando, who continued to play in silence.

Camilla and Fabio continued talking as I opened the keyboard again and started writing to him.

Aleeza

Brando? Tutto okay?

I wrote and sent it off. I quickly closed my phone and looked over at Brando, who exhaled loudly when his cell phone rang, almost annoyed. "Damn, what impatient bitch did you pick up, bra?" I swallowed loudly and looked down at my fingers.

Brando looked over at niccolo and ran his hand over his face. He picked up the cell phone from the table and read my message. He bit his lips and closed his phone again. I gave it up and turned my attention back to Camilla and Fabio, who had an idea for our school project.

"Bra, just lie down on the couch," niccolo said to brando, who was going to stay with us for the night. I was leaning against the door of the living room in my pyjamas, watching the two of them. I was biting my lips as I looked at my mobile phone again and only saw that brando had read the message but hadn't replied.

"Thanks nicc, I don't know if I'll survive another night at my place. This shit is hard." Brando said annoyed and shook niccolo's hand. "No problem bra, I've already got an idea of how tough the situation is." Niccolo replied and helped Brando put the blankets on the couch.

I put my mobile phone to one side and looked over at the two of them again as I looked at Brando, transfixed, with a questioning look. At that exact moment, he looked up at me right in my eyes. I quickly looked away and closed my eyes.

I was startled when two hands placed themselves on my shoulder and looked back to see cami. "Are you okay?" Camilla said, shocked that I was so scared. I just nodded and breathed in and out. She tilted her head towards my room and stroked my shoulder, signalling that I should go to sleep.

Camilla, Fabio and I continued to discuss our project and had found the right one. After that, we got started and I was just exhausted after a day like that. And the whole situation with brando didn't make it any better.

Camilla winked and smiled at me as she looked into the living room, "buonanotte ragazzi" she shouted into the room and got a good night back as she made her way to her room. I exhaled deeply as I turned round and saw niccolo coming towards me. "What's wrong, ale?" He asked, looking at me.

"Nothing, I'm just thinking about my project." I said and smiled slightly. He gave me a quick hug and held my face with his hands, "you can do this for sure you're the biggest nerd I know." He said and smiled as I smirked slightly. He took my hand and walked with me to my room as I hugged him.

"Good night, nicc." I mumbled into his chest, "Good night, weirdo "he said and we both laughed softly.

I couldn't sleep. I can't sleep with the thought that Brando is mad at me. Or whatever else he has. I looked at the clock on the left of my desk, 2:34 am. I rubbed my eyes and got up from the bed. I was incredibly thirsty.

I walked to the door and opened it as I walked towards the living room because the kitchen was built into it. I was quiet and slow because I didn't want to wake anyone up.

I ran into the living room when I saw brando sleeping. I bit my lips desperately and went into the kitchen I grabbed a glass and poured it with water when I heard a murmur behind me. I quickly looked behind me and saw brando moving. I swallowed loudly and moved closer to him with my glass. "Aleeza come here." He said emotionlessly and as an order as I slowly walked to him with wobbly steps.

"What's wrong, brando?" I whispered and walked over to him slowly. He slowly sat up straight and ran his hands over his hair. I watched his every move. "Come here." He said again and opened his arms so that I could lie down next to him.

I put down my glass and sat down on the couch. He slowly touched my waist down to my thigh and just with his fingertips he touched me lightly. I looked down at his fingers as I looked back up at him and he swallowed loudly.

"Why didn't you answer me?" I said quietly and almost sadly. He exhaled loudly and lay down again. "Because I was next to niccolo." He said and covered his eyes with his hands.

"You were further away from him, brando I saw it clearly. Besides, a 'wait' would have been enough." I whispered a little aggressively and turned my body towards him. He looked away and I saw his body tense up.

"What was really going on?" I asked him, crossing my arms over my chest. I expected a sensible, simple answer. But-

"I was jealous, okay?" He said aggressively and briefly as I first looked confused and then had to hide my slight smile, "You were what?" I smiled softly as I took his hands on my lap and played with his fingers.

"You heard me." He said seriously and annoyed as he looked at how small my hands looked compared to his.

"You do realise that Fabio, well..." I said, trying to phrase it better so that Brando could understand. "That he likes boys?" I looked at him as he sat back down and kissed my cheek.

"Yeah, so what?" He said and paused as he kissed along my neck. "You're you, Aleeza. You can win anyone over." He said confidently, making me blush as I looked down at the floor.

to be continued…

[I’m sorry about that cliffhanger, but I will write it when I have enough time. But I have a question for you guys..

Would you guys like it if I’m going to write story’s about elite characters? Let me know 🤍]

#blaise zabini #lorenzo berkshire #lorenzo zurzolo #timothee chalamet #tom riddle #baby netflix #brando de sanctis #draco malfoy #niccolo rossi #louis partridge

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superdanverstrio · 7 months

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Can I request Steve x Sam's older sister (plus size). Steve gets back from a job, and can't wait to see you. He's been pining for you, and all he's been thinking about is telling you how he feels.

And somehow work in the line: "If anybody were to kiss me...I would want that person to be you."

Feelings

Warnings: Sharon being mean for no reason

Parings: Steve x plus size reader

You were hanging out with Sam, your brother. Most sibling hate each other but you and Sam weren't like that at all, he told you everything, and you did the same, and you obviously always trusted him. “So you're seein' anyone yet?” He asked you. You chuckled and shock your head. “Nope, still extremely single. Pretty sure that's gonna be my reality forever.” You say sighing. “What? No it's not gonna be, you'll find someone, I'm sure of it.” “I doubt it, no one likes me like that.” You say. “That's not true.” “Oh yeah, name someone.” Sam looked at you but didn't say anything. “Sam, what do you know that I don't.” You asked, needing to know. He stayed silent for a second but ended up spilling the tea. “Alright, I wasn't supposed to say anything but… Steve had a think for you for a while now, I told him several times, but he was always too scared.” You were shocked Steve Rogers the most charming man and Captain America was into you a plus size and boring girl, you couldn't believe it compared to him, you had nothing special. “You're kidding right?” “ No, it's the truth, he is.”

After that, you just couldn't wait for him to come back from his mission. A day before Steve came back, Sharon came back. You walked to the kitchen to go grab a snack. You walked in and saw Sharon and her friends talking, you weren't the biggest fan of Sharon, so you tried your best to walk away, but she saw you. “Hey Y/N did you hear the news me and Steve are dating.” She said, and your heart dropped, 'b-but Sam said he liked me' you thought. “Really that's great. How did you get together.” You asked, you didn't really want to know, but at the same time you did. “Well we were doing our mission you know, and he just kissed me and said he loved me.” You smiled and told her it was great even tho you did mean it and left after that.

You really thought you had a chance with him, but obviously Steve would be more interested with a girl like Sharon, blond, funny and worry a sexier body.

You were walking back to your room, trying your hardest mot to cry apart until you were alone. You didn't notice as you walked by your brother. He couldn't see your face, but you could clearly tell something was wrong. “Sis? Are you ok?” You kept walking without answering his question. He was your brother, so of course he didn't let go. “Come on, what's wrong?” “Steve doesn't like me.” “Yes he does” “No he doesn't he's with Sharon. He even kissed her.” You then left to your room, leaving your brother shocked.

When Steve came back a day later from his mission, he was greeted from everyone but Sam. He went top look for him and found him in the training room. “Hey buddy, I'm back.” Steve said but Sam continued his work-out, barely acknowledging him. He tried talking to him, but he just did seem interested at all. “Did I do something wrong, Sam?” “ I don't know, you tell me.” Sam said bluntly. “What did I do?” He asked. “You lied to me, maybe.” “I lied to you? About what?” Steve asked, genuinely clueless, “You've been talking some much about my sister, telling me you think she is beautiful and that you really like her.” Sam said getting heated. “I wasn't lying, she's amazing, funny, and beautiful. Why would you think I was lying?” “ You kissed Sharon during your mission, and now you're with her.” Sam said, Steve looked at Sam with a shocked and puzzled expression. “I never kissed Sharon and i sure as hell never told her I love her.” “Well, Yesterday, Y/N was crying because you apparently did so fix it.”

When Sam said that, Steve almost sprinted to your room to try to rectify the thing. He knocked on your door and waited a second. “Sam, I'm fine, stop checking.” He heard coming from the other side of the door, “it's me, Steve, I need to talk to you.” A few second passed and the door opened. “ Hey, glad to see you in one piece.” You smiled softly. “Oh by the way, congratulation for you and Sharon.” You said with a smile that didn't fully reach your ears. “Y/N I'm not with Sharon, who told you that?” “You're not! But Sharon told me you guys kissed, and now you were together.” You said, and Steve looked confused. “We didn't- ohh.” Steve began, but then realized. “Listen yes we kissed, but it was only because we had to, if we hadn't our cover would have been blown, so she kissed me.”

“So you didn't really want to kiss her?” You said a little hopeful. “Y/N if anybody were to kiss me… I would want that person to be you.” He said, looking you dead in the eyes. Your eyes widen, in shock. Captain America wanted to kiss you, of all people. “M-me y-you want to kiss me. But I'm like not in your league at all, I'm not pretty like you, and I'm fat.” You say, looking down. “First of all I think you are absolutely beautiful, and I don't care that you have a little more on your body, that's what makes your charm. “ He says looking at you with so much love in he's eyes, then he kissed you. You were stunned at first but ended up getting into it when you pulled away out of breath you looked at him even more in love than you were before.

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rowretro · 5 months

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✧𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍✧

WARNINGS: not proofread, mentions of drug use

✧PROLOGUE✧

"Hee~ Look- before you lecture me for getting high yesterday- I was with Uncle Jamie- and his husband- He let us smoke joints because it was my 18th birthday-" Y/n explained, with those convincing, wide eyes, as she stared up at her older brother who sighed. "You've gotten caught multiple times y/n... ugh fine I'll let you off the hook this time. Only because I told mom that the high heel she found outside my window is yours-" Heeseung added as the girl frowned.

"Ok you two enough arguing- Heeseung that smart rich friend of yours is here... maybe you should learn how to be smart and rich from him. Y/n your top is on inside out-" Their mother says as she rushes around the house, rummaging to clean the place up.

Heeseung answered the front door, his dear best friend, Sunghoon walked in, and he was immediately shocked, having been met with the view of Y/n in her bra, for a second or so. "I- Y/N STOP FLASHING MY FRIEND- also now your top is on backwards-" Heeseung yelled, trailing off as he escorted his dear friend to the living room.

The girl fixed her top as she walked into the living room, a cherry lollipop in her mouth, as she took a seat on one of the sofas. She was simply scrolling through her phone, giggling and gasping. Sunghoon wasn't one bit focused on Heeseung's little story, his eyes were on the pretty girl before him. She was so cute, so pretty, so... innocent.

"Heyo- Hoon- are you listening?" Hee asked as he waved his hand before his face, Sunghoon turned to Hee "I stopped listening when I heard a girl's name." Sunghoon simply said as Heeseung rolled his eyes. "Hee I'm taking your car I have to but a uhhh book-" the girl suddenly said as Heeseung frowned "what book?" he asked as a silence followed his question.

"I need to buy more shoes and make up..." Y/n admitted, feeling defeated as Heeseung stared at the girl, a little confused "Honey I think it's safe to say you're a pretty bad liar-" her mother pointed out as Heeseung scoffed "Shouldn't you be more worried about the fact she couldn't even name a book?!" Heeseung pointed out as Y/n frowned. "Heeseung don't be mean to your baby sister-" his mother yelled, from the kitchen as Heeseung rolled his eyes.

"Yeah dork, don't be mean to the only girl who has actually lived with you, put up w ur bullshit and hugged you~" Y/n added smirking as Heeseung glared at her "Y/n don't disrespect your older brother!" her mother yelled. This was like a golden chance for Sunghoon "If you don't mind- I can take your sister to the mall-" Sunghoon chimed in as Heeseung shrugged.

"Be my guest- my sister's all yours... to take to the mall- nothing more than that- still my babysis-" Heeseung blurted as Sunghoon blinked, he got up as Y/n stared up at him. "Wow you actually have so many good looking friends... it's no wonder your girlfriends leave you after like 4 days of being with you- also because you date like 3 at the same time but whatever" Y/n shrugged as she grabbed a jacket.

"Don't you think your skirt's a little short?!" Heeseung asked, as y/n frowned "Why are you looking at my skirt you perv?!" the girl defensively yelled as Heeseung glared at her. Without any further ado, Sunghoon softly pulled the girl along, not wanting another fight to errupt.

It was a pretty awkward car ride, well, for Y/n, of course he's handsome, rich, the whole package by the looks of it, but He was also 2 years older than her, and one of Heeseung's friends. However, unlike Jungwon the annoying one or Jay the Overprotective mom-friend, or Jake who's just another Heeseung, that pisses her off, this boy was actually quite humble.

Sunghoon opened the door for her with a smile, as Y/n smiled back at him, thanking him out of respect. God that smile. the way it showed the one dimple she had on the left corner of her lips, oh she looked so goddamn cute, how bad he was resisting the temptation of pinching her soft little cheeks.

His little moment of admiration was scrapped when another, pretty boy who had multiple piercings, and pretty long hair walked up to y/n, he was like a rockstar, the leather jacket, the edgy style, rip jeans, and of course the guitar case he had. "Hey baby... man what is this the 45th time we bumped into each other since you broke up with me a week ago... it's like the universe is telling us we need to get together" The male flirted as Y/n rolled her eyes.

"Not Happening Jooyeon- what we had was an obvious mistake, plus aren't you like married to your music?! so what am I meant to be? your side chick?!" Y/n frowned as she glared the tall male down. Jooyeon turned to sunghoon, then turned back to Y/n, then turned to Sunghoon again. "Welp, good luck bro, a week into dating she might just throw you out saying something like nYeh I lOvE yOu bUt I lOVe mYsELf mOrE" Jooyeon said before walking of as Y/n groaned.

"I should've listened to Heeseung, never go for the first one you see, he's so pretty but so stupid!" She complained as she stomped off. Sunghoon followed after her, smirking, as he noticed how many people had seen the 2 together. If a rock chic thinks that they're a couple, of course everyone else will think so too right?

"Hey girl, I didn't catch your name but uh, since you're Heeseung's sister I'll let you buy anything you want, I'll pay for it." Sunghoon said as the girl stared up at him, speechless "No there's no need, I only got a part time job at a greasy pizza place so I can go shopping" the girl humbly refused, with a kind smile as she ran up to some girls, hugging them, giggling.

✧𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍✧

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cwritesforfun · 4 months

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Rafe Cameron x Fem!Reader: Fake Wedding Date

A little fake dating with Rafe... slay or whatever

Sadie - Rafe's cousin

Y/N = Your First Name & L/N = Last Name

~ some characters are from the TV show, Outer Banks

Y/N's POV

I hear someone knock and I turn to see Rafe walk into my bedroom. I ask, "Wait? I thought we were hanging out tomorrow. Did I forget something? What happened? Are you okay? And how did you get in?" Rafe smiles and answers, "Your parents let me in. Nothing big happened and I am okay, but I need your help." I ask, "Of course, with what?" He sits next to me on my bed, leans back, and says, "My cousin, Sadie, is getting married this weekend. I told her 6 months ago that I had a girlfriend and she gave me a plus one for her wedding. I don't have a girlfriend and when I saw Sadie last weekend, I told her that you and I were hanging out, and she assumed you were my girlfriend that I have been dating for over 6 months. So, are you free this weekend?" I answer, "You're insane, you do know that, right?" He asks, "What else am I supposed to do?" I answer, "Be honest with Sadie?" He smirks and says, "That wasn't a yes or no answer. So, are you free this weekend?" I lean back and ask, "Yeah, I am free and I can be your girlfriend for the weekend." He smiles and then starts diving into what I should know about this weekend and what his cousin knows about me/his girlfriend.

Rafe's POV - Saturday Morning

I look around at the dock for where Y/N is. She's supposed to meet me here before we go onto the ferry. She's always early to everything and it's 5 minutes early right now. Where is she? Is she okay? Should I call her? Do I wait 5 minutes?

I hear, "Wow Rafe, what has got you so worked up?" It's her voice. I turn, see her, and hug her tightly. Y/N exclaims, "Um ... hi to you too. I did see you yesterday. Are you okay, Rafe?" I pull away from her and answer, "I was just worried because I didn't see you yet. You're always early to everything and I thought something was wrong or you backed out." She smiles and says, "Oh well, that was thoughtful of you. I'm okay and I'm here. It's all okay now."

We find my family on the ferry and the shock on their faces is priceless. They knew Y/N because she'd been my friend for years, but they didn't know who my plus one would be. Sarah knows about my crush on Y/N, but I told her not to say anything. It's funny how they're staring, but I'm sure it's weirding Y/N out. I say, "This is my plus one for this weekend and you already know her, so quit staring. You're all weirding me out." Y/N chuckles and it makes me smile. I love the sound of her laugh. Rose says, "Gosh how did we not see it? You two are perfect together. No wonder, you two are dating." Y/N says, "Thanks, Rose."

We take our seats at the table and Sarah leans next to Y/N to talk. Wheezie pokes me in the arm and asks, "When did you tell her?" I ask, "Tell who and tell what?" She answers, "Tell Y/N you like her, you big dope." I smile and say, "I'm telling Sadie it was 6 months." She asks, "And it was actually when?" I answer, "I still haven't said anything. I just asked her to be my fake girlfriend this weekend. I'll tell her this weekend. Don't tell Sadie or Y/N please." She replies, "I won't. I wish you had told Y/N that you liked her. I can tell she likes you back. You two would be so cute together." I reply, "I just don't want to risk rejection yet." She replies, "Boo Rafe. Life is about rejection." Y/N puts her arm around mine and says, "Babe, do you want to go on a walk?" Did she just call me babe?!?!? Sarah says, "Oh my god, I've never seen Rafe blush." I say, "I need to walk away from my sisters, for sure."

As Y/N and I are walking while holding hands, Y/N exclaims, "Rafe, I think it's cute how close you are with your sisters. I can tell they love and care about you a lot. Although Sarah was being very nosy about your life, so I needed to get out of there." I smile, wrap my arms around her, and reply, "Yeah, I think it's thanks to you. They hated me before you existed in my life because I was rude and arrogant. You came along and made my life brighter. Wheezie was being nosy as well. I'm glad we decided to walk away from them. Did you call me babe earlier?" She blushes, wraps her arms around my neck, and replies, "Maybe. I was trying it out. I do have to be your girlfriend for the weekend. Did you like it?" I answer, "Yeah, especially coming from your mouth."

SKIP TO Rehearsal Dinner...

Sarah and Wheezie are with Sadie rehearsing the wedding. My dad, Rose, Y/N, and I just arrived for the rehearsal dinner at the restaurant. I introduce Y/N to tons of my family and I start to feel tired of talking about everything honestly. They want to talk about college, Y/N, her life plans, my family, if I want to follow in Ward's footsteps for jobs, and annoying conversations I don't want to discuss. I'm very done with the evening and it hasn't even started. I take Y/N's hand and lead her away from everyone to the side of the room.

I sit on the couch and Y/N sits next to me with her hand in mine. Y/N asks, "Hey, is everything alright?" I answer, "I love my family, but they annoy me. They all want so much from me; whenever I'm near them, I feel pressured to listen and follow their dreams for me. I just want a break from them sometimes and to choose what I want to do with my life." She replies, "I understand that. What if we make a little code if you feel like that? Like you tap me three times on my hand and I find a way for us to walk away. We can sit over here or dance or just walk away. We can think of another code if you think of a better one? You could also just say you want to walk away, but that's kind of rude." I smile and say, "You're really thoughtful to think of that. The tapping three times on the hand seems easiest without being rude... We would have to be holding hands the whole time though not that I mind. The same goes for you too. If you don't like how someone is talking or treating you or me, just tap me 3 times and we can walk away." We hear people cheering and I say, “That’s probably the wedding party. We should go see Sarah and Wheezie.” Y/N adds “And Sadie.” I laugh and say, “Yeah... the bride.”

We watch the bridesmaids enter first and then the grooms enter next. Sadie and her soon-to-be husband then walk in!!!

After dinner, I see Sadie beelining for us.

She smiles, sees us, and exclaims, “Hi Camerons!! I’m so glad you’re all here. Rafe, introduce me to your girlfriend here.” I exclaim, “This is Y/N and she’s my girlfriend. Y/N, this is Sadie, my cousin who is getting married.” She says, “Rafe, that was the worst introduction ever. You are such a boy. You couldn’t say anything else about us, could you?” Y/N says, “Hi Sadie, I’m Y/N L/N and I’m Rafe’s girlfriend. Before dating, we were best friends for many years, so you can ask me anything about him and I will know it." Sadie smiles and says, “I love that. You're so cute. I’m Sadie, I’m Rafe’s cousin and a huge pain in his ass. I love Rafe so much and am so glad he finally asked you out this year. He used to tell me about you all the time and about how much he liked you. I kept telling him to just suck it up and ask you out. I'm proud of him.” Y/N replies, "Well, thank you for giving him that push." She then hugs me.

... It's now cocktail & dessert time. This will probably be the best part of the night because I get to get drunk. Y/N keeps going back to get drinks or mini cupcakes too. We may just be the life of the party.

I get annoyed listening to my family, so I tap Y/N's hand three times. She then excuses us and we walk to the couch we sat on earlier. I exclaim, "My family was annoying me, sorry." She replies, "It's okay, Rafe. That's why the code exists." I ask, "Can we talk?" She answers, "Sure we can. What do you wanna talk about?" I ask, "The fact that Sadie said I've liked you for years... What if I want you to be my girlfriend for longer than just the weekend? Would you say yes" She asks "Are you asking me out, Rafe?" I answer "Yeah sort of... No, that was stupid of me ... unless you like me ... nah I don't know." She says "That was confusing, but I do like you. If you properly asked, I would go on a real date with you." I smile widely asking "Will you Y/N go on a date with me after this weekend?" She answers "Yes Rafe. I will." I reply, "Cool cool."

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blackswan446 · 3 months

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worth it - one.

→ pairing: yan!knj x reader

→ wc: 1091

→ cws: none!

→ notes: i procrastinated this sooo hard but i hope you enjoy :) fun fact this was supposed to be a one shot sorta thing but i realized midway thru writing it would be hella long so i decided to cut it up and make it an official book so yippee

pushing the door open effortlessly, your brother pushed aside the pair of fuzzy houses slippers that sat next to the doormat. sliding off his shoes, the boy accompanying him glanced around the house. it was average, not too big or small, and the typical appliances and furniture sat in their typical places. overall, it wasn't much different than his own home.

making their way to the kitchen, the pair of guys set their bags down at the wooden table as your brother shuffled over to the fridge. "you want anything?" jiwon asked him, "my mom went shopping yesterday." namjoon shook his head. "i'm all good, thanks." he said, looking at the family photo that adorned the wall next to the table. he looked at the four smiling faces, quickly identifying who each family member was. one of them caught his eye, her stunning eyes and pearly white teeth causing him to do a double take.

"you have a sister?" he asked, turning back around to his acquaintance, who had sat at the table with a handful of random snacks he had rounded up in the fridge and pantry. "yeah, i do." he said nonchalantly as he ripped open a small bag of candy. "i didn't know." namjoon said, unable to take his focus off of you and your mere existence. "i don't think i've ever seen her around school." jiwon nodded. "yeah, well, she doesn't go to school with us." he said nonchalantly. namjoon knew he should have just left it there, but something was gnawing at his brain, he just had to know more about you.

"how come?" he questioned. your brother shrugged. "ah, you know. things happen. it was just...better for her to go somewhere else." he said, giving namjoon a look that obviously told him to stop prodding. getting the message, he cleared his throat awkwardly and sat down at the table. "so, uh. right. let's start with math. you said you needed help with...inequalities?" he asked, prompting another nod from your brother, who shoved more candy into his mouth before reaching for his notes. the pair had barely gotten through the first two questions before the front door swung open.

you breezed into the kitchen a second later, ditching your blazer on a chair and grabbing a glass from the cabinet. "hey," jiwon said, "how was school?" he asked, turning his attention away from his paper, and luckily, also from namjoon, who looked like a deer in headlights. you nodded as you filled the glass with cool water and ice. "it was fine. i'm just glad i can relax for a little bit." you sighed, sipping the icy drink in your hands. "how about you?"

he shrugged his shoulders, turning back to the table. "same as always. we're doing homework now." he said, picking his pencil back up. you shuffled over to the table, standing at the corner of the table as you peered at the books and problems scattered everywhere. "i can see that...what're working on?" you questioned. jiwon scoffed, shaking his head. "don't ask me, i don't know what any of this is. namjoon's the smart one here." he said.

namjoon, whose heart was racing at your close proximity, jolted his head up at the sound of his name. your wide eyes met his own dark, mocha ones, and he still struggled to find the right words, regardless of the simplicity of the prompt. "uh, inequalities. you know, greater than, less than, that type of stuff. annoying at first, but not so bad once you get the hang of it." he stuttered, the smile on his face a harsh contrast to the panic in his head. had he rambled on too long about math? did you think he was weird now?

you smiled softly at him, nodding your head in understanding. "sounds...awful." you joked. namjoon chuckled, perhaps a little too much, at your words and glued his eyes back down to the paper in front of him. "i'm going to go lay down. i'm beat. good luck with the inequalities, alright? and namjoon," you said, "nice to meet you." you said, giving him one last smile before heading off to your room for the afternoon.

jiwon, who had obviously moved on from the interaction quickly, continued on with his homework normally, every now and then stopping to ask namjoon why he seemed so spaced out all of a sudden. brushing it off as nothing, the boy tried to concentrate on the tasks in front of him, but just couldn't.

the poor boy was a wreck inside, feeling so many unfamiliar emotions at the same time making his head spin like a top. you were an enigma, that was already made evident by your cool demeanor and the way your brother talked so little about you. it was also obvious that it was supposed to be that way, he knew by the look in jiwon's eyes when he asked about you, that you were supposed to be kept quiet, kept safe and hidden away from the dangers of the world.

and that's exactly why he got drawn in so quickly.

namjoon was smart, a genius even. it seemed like he knew everything about everything. at least, that's what it felt like to him. there didn't appear to be that many things that he didn't know, and whatever he didn't know, he could pick up a book and become an expert on within a day. his intelligence was gift, sure, it had gotten him ahead in just about everything and anything he ever wanted could be brought to him on a sliver platter.

but here, everything was so different.

you were a subject he couldn't master. a code he couldn't crack. and the mystery of your sheer existence reeled him in so fast and so hard he couldn't really remember what life was like, even moments before he met you. you were unlike anything he had ever encountered before, for once in his life, there was something he couldn't study. a closed book he couldn't crack open.

the feeling, though it was new and unfamiliar, was intoxicating, and seduced him before he could give it a second thought. he was addicted, alright, hooked on the drug of uncertainty that he had avoided his entire life. and as he accepted the new challenge that would soon come to devour his very being, a familiar chill of excitement ran up his spine. oh, this was going to be so worth it.

besides, who doesn't like a little challenge?

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faghubby · 6 months

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Bridemaid to slut

Read part 1 first. After agreeing to take my sisters place as a bridesmaid at my scousins wedding. I let Patty transform me into a passable woman. But at the wedding my old nemesis Craig not only saw through my disguise he showed me my true place was on my knees sucking cock.

I laid in my bed, my body was sore, my legs hurt from wearing high heels. My throat was raw as I thought of sucking Craig cock. My ass hurt I reached back and touched my hole my fingers slipped in easily to my stretched ass. Despite all of this my dick was hard and throbbing. I got up and showered. I loved the sensation of my smooth legs as I ran my hands over them. I thought about Craig kissing me. What was wrong with me. I wasn't gay. But I couldn't get Craig out of my head. I sat naked on my bed my head wrapped in a towel. I searched my phone for information about dominant men. Reading articles trying to understand how I could want Craig so much. I didn't masterbate but teased myself so I stayed hard. There where links that lead to porn, gay porn. I found myself wanting to be a twink. Wanting Craig to take me. I stroked myself with two fingers. I tried to prolong the sensation stopping and starting. Before I could finish there was a knock on my bedroom door.

"Paul, are you up?" My mother called out I quickly wrapped a robe around myself. As my mom came in.

"How are you feeling?" She asked touching my forehead as she did when I was a child.

"Better thanks" I said.

"Well you missed a lovely wedding" she started. "And Patty seemed happy yesterday, she spent alot of time with your old friend Craig?" She smiled. As i tried to hid from blushing. Mom started to pick up my room as she talked.

"Mom, I will take care of that" I to.d her afraid she might find the satin dress on the floor of the closet.

"Okay, okay. I know your a grown man don't want your mom cramping your style" she said. Leaving me alone. I had lost my erection with mom in the room. I wished I had a pair of clean panties to wear. I snuck into Patty's room and found a sexy green thong. I slid them on and snuck back to finish getting dressed. When I came downstairs. My mother loomed at me strange then shook it off. I figured she had noticed my arch eyebrows.

"What?" I asked

"Nothing just forget how much you and Patty look alike" she said cupping my face. Did she know? What would she do? But she just went back to whatever she had been doing.

The next few days I spent alot of time wondering about what had happened, what I wanted to happen again. I found myself shaving off the stubble on my body that started to appear. I also found myself checking out my friends. Wondering how big their cocks where. Was I gay? Then Patty came home. I picked her up at the airport.

"So Craig called me" she smiled as she hugged me.

"Really, why?" I said nervously.

"OH we both know why" she laughed.

"It was just an innocent misunderstanding" I stuttered.

"You just happened to slip into bed and fall on his cock" Patty laughed. Obviously Craig had told her everything. She asked a hundred questions. I found myself telling her everything hoping it would help me understand it as well.

"You're wearing my panties right now?" She smiled. I just nodded.

"Craig wants your number, so he can see you again" Patty told me. "Do you want to see him again?"

"I don't know" I mumbled

"Did you like his big cock?" Patty asked. I smiled not wanting to admit it but unable to hide it either. She called Craig.

"OH yes, she has it bad" Patty said into the phone. "I get her all pretty for you" "well we can talk about that at another time" she hung up. I had only heard one side but I was rock hard as I drove.

Patty gave me directions and we pulled into a diner. We sat at a table and before we could even order I saw Craig walk in. My mouth went dry and panic set in. He came over and sat next to me. As he slid in he grabbed my hand and placed it on his crotch. With a look I knew not to move it.

I looked around in panic wondering if anyone else had noticed to see Patty trying not to laugh. Craig and Patty talked ignoring me. Even though I was practically sitting on Craig's lap. Craig turned and whispered in my ear.

"You need it don't you?" I swallowed hard and couldn't look at him. Patty grabbed my car keys off the table.

"So you will make sure she gets home?" Patty said to Craig.

"Of course" he told her as I watched Patty leave.

"You are going to get up and walked to my car." Craig said paying for the coffee as I did. I stood at the passenger door waiting for him. He walked out and opened my door for me. Then got in himself. Before he started the car he grabbed my hair and pulled me to his crotch. People where walking past the car. And people in the diner could see. As he grabbed my ass.

"We are not moving till you take it out and suck on it" he told me. I fumbled with his jeans and pulled out his cock as he started the car. I slipped it in my mouth.

"You been practicing?" He laughed. As he drove. He pulled into some kind of state park. And parked. He had me get out of the car. There where several other cars in the parking lot. When Craig had me get out. He walked me behind the car. He unbuttoned my shorts. He smiled when he saw the flash of pink panties I had on.

"Take off your shorts and bend over the car" he told me.

"Please not here" I begged. He grabbed my balls

"Take off all your clothes and bend over the fucking trunk" he told me. Shaking I took off my shirt and shorts. He flipped me around and bent me over the trunk and bulled my panties down. He had lube in his pocket he squeezed into my ass. I felt his hard cock press against my hole. As it popped in I wanted to cry out but didn't. He fucked me hard and fast. Right there. I didn't even care if anyone saw as he worked his cock in and out I needed this. It had not been just a thing that happened I needed him. I needed to be taken.

Craig would slap my ass or grab my chest as he fucked me. I wanted him to do it all the more he took the more I wanted him too. He pulled out and came all over my ass. I pulled my panties up.

"Get in the car" Craig said as he threw my clothes in the trunk. I hurried and tried to hide as he drove back to the highway. It had all left me drained and I fell asleep as Craig drove. I woke to Craig Carrington me into a house.

"Shh don't worry, you can suck my cock again" he told me. Laying me down on the couch. He stood over me. I understood and pulled his cock back out. As I started to suck his cock. Someone walked in the room. I went to stop bit Craig held me in place.

"Hey bro, you remember that slut Patty." Craig said.

"Yeah" the other man said excited

"This is her little brother" he laughed.

"Really?" The other voice was close now.

"Suck my friends cock" Craig said pulling my hair. I looked over and saw another cock as it was forced in my mouth.

"Yeah bitch suck my cock" he said and grabbed my hair forcing it down my throat. I felt like I would die. He only lasted a few minutes before he filled my mouth with cum. Gagging and spitting as he pulled out. Before I even recovered He pulled my hair making me stand. Craig came up behind me. He showed me a metal hook looking thing. Then pushed it into my ass. He pulled it up I had to stand on my tiptoes. He released it and bound my hands behind my back and attached the rope it to the hook.

"You like being used, being my play thing" Craig said. "Just like your sister" he laughed he smacked my ass. Making the hook jump in my ass.

"You made me hard again slut!" He pushed me back to my knees.

"Hold this Brian" he said and I felt my arms pulled up forcing the hook tight into my ass.

"I bet this bitch would suck off the whole team" Brian said.

"Would you cunt, would you suck off the whole baseball team. Let them use you?" Craig said.

"He may need his sister to help" Brian said. I just kept sucking Craig. The more they talked the more I wanted to. I needed his cock.

"Now swallow" Craig said pulling out alittle. So I could catch it all in my mouth. I swallowed as fast and hard as I could.

I managed to swallow all of his seed.

"Such a good bitch" Craig said he helped me back to my feet. He put a collar around my neck with a leash and led me back to his car.i was still only wearing the pink panties now stained with wet spots that had dried. There was also dry cum on my face and chest.

"Come on I take you home to your mommy and daddy" Craig told me. I started to cry.

"What cunt doesn't want to go home?" He asked.

"Please not like this" he begged.

"Well I guess if you swore to be my little slut I guess I could let you get cleaned up" Craig told me. I shook my head in agreement

"Yes, please anything" I begged. He led me back inside. And let me shower he didn't untie me. Instead he washed me.

"Brian loves when girls lick his ass. You should thank him before I take you home." He told me as he dressed me in a skirt and belly shirt. My arms still tied. As Craig led me back out.

"Brian, would you like me to lick your ass?" I asked shyly.

"OH darling that's nice of you to ask maybe next time" he said Craig led me to the car.

"I am empressed you did wonderful" he leaned in and kissed me. Then drove me home. Being in the short skirt and shirt was maybe slightly better then just panties but I didn't say a word.

"You're going to answer everytime I call you. No matter what time. You will be ready to make me happy" Craig told me.

"You want this, you always have" Craig told me. He reached over and rubbed my penis between his fingers.

"I may help you with this, but that will be between us. Understand?" He said cupping my balls as he drove.

"yes" i said scared but also excited. He continued to tease my penis as he drove but stopped if I became to excited. When we got close to my house he called Patty.

"Paulie needs a ride, and prehaps some clean clothes" he said as they arranged where to meet.

Patty laughed out loud when she saw me. Craig untied me. And I changed into the clothes Patty bought me in the back of the car. I noticed she had bought me a thong instead of boy underwear. Patty and Craig talked before Patty got back in the car. And drove me home.

"Brian too?" She laughed.

"Patty, did you. I mean he likes. Does things" I stumbled thru the words.

"Yes, he helped me to be a slut, to learn my place." Patty told me. "He doesn't make you things, he helps you know what you want him to do to you" Patty continued she was obviously aroused at what she said.

"I don't think I am gay. I like woman." I stated.

"I think he showed you that you want to be a slut, to men or woman" Patty told me.

"He will continue to push to see how far you will go" Patty warned me.

"How far did he push you?" I asked not sure I wanted to know but felt I had to. Patty paused.

"I let 6 men have me" Patty said a bit ashamed.

"Like a gang bang?" I asked yes. "Craig was my first and two months later 6 boys took turns" Patty explained.

"Now he took your virgin ass, maybe he is reliving it" Patty smiled. As we pulled in the driveway.

"You can stop it if you want, he won't hurt you. He wants you to submit. He wants you to want it" Patty explained.

"I think I want it" I told her.

"I know, or you wouldn't of let it go as far" Patty smiled. She went in the house to her room. I went to talk to her but heard her masterbating thru the door. I went and texted Craig.

"Can I masterbate" I texted.

"No, slut it is good you asked. But no not until I say" he responded.

"Get dressed up like my slut, and send me pics" he told me. I asked Patty for help later that night. She helped me get dressed this time making me look like a slut. The skirt was so short you could see my panties.

"You are excited?" Patty asked confused.

"Yes" I said embarrassed.

"I just didn't realize you where ......small" she giggled.

She took pics. Even making me raise my skirt and show my panties.

"Slut did you like being bound" he asked

"Yes" I responded

"And sucking cock, swallowing cum"

"Yes"

"And your ass?"

"Yes I loved your big cock in my ass" I told him.

"ask Patty to come over and let me have her, if she does I will show you your true desires" I showed this text to Patty. She called him and even though it was after midnight she left and drove to hos house. A half hour away.

I fell asleep, in the morning I found a pic of Patty sucking Craig's cock. It was afternoon when Craig and Patty came walking in the house together. I was home alone. Craig walked straight up to me he wasted no time in removing my clothes. I was a bit self conscious being naked in front of Patty. She just laughed and went to her room. He deached out and rubbed my balls. I stepped closer to him.

"Don't cum" he whispered. I tried to think of anything else.

"Please" I wimpered

"No control" Maybe I should teach you control. He led me to my parents room. He removed his belt and took me over his knee.

"Bad girls get spanked. Are you a bad girl?" He asked

"No" I said afraid. Smack

"Don't lie, you are a dirty slut. You sucked Brian's cock" he said

"Yes" I whimpered. Smack

"Sluts are bad girls" he said

"Yes I am a bad girl" smack. Tears rolled down my face

"You are going to do whatever I want" smack

"Yes I will be a good girl for you" I cried

"I know you will, beg me to fuck you right here on your parents bed"

"Please, sir fuck me. Fuck me on my mommy's bed" I sniffled.

"Go find some of your mothers things, things she wears for your father would he be proud his son is becoming a bitch. " He let up and I found my mother's lingerie drawer. On top was a red lingerie set I couldn't imagine mom wearing it. It was a low cut bra, a thong, and a sheer robe. I put it on and went to show Craig.

He pulled me on the bed and had me on all fours.

"Bet your daddy had had your Mommy like this. He forced his lubed cock into my ass. "Now I am your Daddy" he told me. I couldn't take it and came all over my parents bed. I went to collapse but Craig held me and continued to fuck me like a madman. Craig came deep in my ass. As soon as he pulled out he left.

I laid on the bed until Patty came in "get up, you need to clean this up before mom gets home" she told me. Panicked I jumped up cum leaking from my ass down my leg. I ran around stripping my parents bed. I started the washer.

"Cute outfit you have to hand wash it tiny" Patty told me. I took it and washed it Patty just laughing as I ran around naked. Patty had remaid the bed. Only then did I realize I was naked and covered in cum in front of my sister.

"OH don't worry it's like we are sisters now" she laughed and left me to take a shower.

Craig continued to occupy my thoughts, he would text me at anytime having me rush to meet him. Even if it was just to tease me or expose me in some humiliating way. It had been several weeks when he told me to pack for a weekend away. Patty helped making sure I only packed lady things. She had assembled quite a slutty wardrobe for me. Including several pairs of high heels, my own makeup case, and tons of lingerie.

Craig picked me up, I was dressed in a micro skirt and a sports bra with 3 inch heels as he walked me to his car. We drove to a house about an hour away. He led me straight to the basement. Where he bound me to hooks in the ceiling.

"How much do you want this?" Craig asked. My dick straining to be contained in my tiny thong.

"It's all I think about" I said shaking not knowing what was coming. He pushed a dick shaped gag into my mouth. Then showed me a big butt plug. Which after a lot of lube and patience he managed to get into my ass. It hurt tears ran down my face. He then teased my nipples placing clamps on them. Before blindfolded me and left me alone. It seemed like hours. Before I heard someone coming. The plug was removed and replaced by a cock. The toy had so stretched my ass I couldn't even feel it. I felt his hot cum on my ass then he left. Over the next few hours this was repeated a dozen times. I heard nothing but grunts and moaned. I knew it was different men from their height and size. I had to pee so bad. When I was finally released. I looked up to see Craig I rushed to a bathroom at the top of the stairs. He waited outside the door. And removed my gag.

"The whole team has fucked you, now slut you're mine"

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