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infernalodie · 1 year

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𝐋𝐨𝐰 (𝐩𝐭.𝟐) || 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐳

“𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘙𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺'𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯' 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬, 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦“

Inspo: SZA - Low Miguel - Come Through And Chill Drake - Jaded

Pairing: Maddy Perez x Black!Fem!reader

Summary: There is always a purpose to the chaos...

Warnings: Drugs (weed), smut, Sub!Maddy Perez, Dom!reader, oral (Maddy receiving), fingering, and angst.

Words: 1841

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

Maddy got all info she could on you.

It might be a bit crazy that after such a short kiss, she was already trying to know so much about you. But she finally understood what all the hype was about. She’d finally been given a fragment of what could be felt with you.

A lot of the information gathered was surrounded by a lot of smoke and mirrors. She wanted to trust people’s words about you, but all she knew was that you liked to keep things on the low. If that be hookups, your habits, or what you were doing in a day. No one knew what truly went on. The only thing confirmed was your hookups from the multiple girls that came to school gossiping about it. With the select few sobbing over how you didn’t even care to let them down gently. And judging by Cassie's quiet and tense aura, that was also true.

But you were also right about Maddy being able to get your number so easily. Only having to ask Lexi, who warned her of what may happen if she followed through on meeting up with you or doing anything with you honestly.

And Maddy knew she was right and should take some time to consider what she would do. But then she was reminded of your lips. How soft they were and fitted so perfectly with hers, Your warm hands that had gripped her waist so firmly. The sound of your voice, so soft and so elicit with what you had spoken to her.

She needed it all, even if was for one night.

So, Maddy searched the busy crowd of teenagers. Moving through the smoke-filled room with the soft and sensual music that had triggered couples or horny kids to dance and grind against one another. Making Maddy the unfortunate girl, who had to move through the crowd and be subjected to people's indiscretions. Walking through that minefield of horny teens wasn’t great. Maneuvering around kids grinding with their partners or hookups for the night when she was just trying to look for you.

When she finally reached the clearing of the living room, she found you standing beyond the threshold of the sliding doors leading to the backyard. You were sharing a joint with who she guessed was one of your friends. A carefree smile on your lips with your breaths bellowing into the cool night of the incoming winter.

Pulling her phone from her pocket, she put in the nine-digit contact she had memorized before placing it to her ear. And she watched that after a few seconds, you pulled out your phone and frowned. Placing it to your ear and saying, “Hello?”

“You were right. Getting your number was easy,” Maddy stated, watching your lips widen in a large grin. “I can come out if you want.”

“Nah, that won’t be needed.” Turning around, you found Maddy standing at the door with a smile. “Find us a room. If you can’t, I’ll fuck you in the hallway.”

That was more than enough for Maddy to hang up and go rushing to find the sanctuary you would explore and devour her whole.

And it was truly something sickening that Maddy felt in herself with the urgency she experienced. Maybe it was the adrenaline of the chase. The chase brought thrill which then in return gave back the outcome she would only dream about. Yet, there was something revolting with how much she’d been interested in the prospect you delivered. But she couldn’t ignore the side of her that needed this. That needed something to fulfill her, even if it came short of intimate.

Finding the room, she barely had a second before she was pushed inside. A yelp slipped past her lips, but that was interrupted when she was swung around, your lips slamming against hers. The kiss was instant and all bars were destroyed dividing the both of you. What was once the adrenaline was simmering to a steady and bubbling feeling of lust. It clung to the tips of Maddy’s fingers as she explored every inch of your flesh. Searching for something that she could hold onto and mistake this experience for a figment of her imagination.

Your guys' tongues clash against one another and explore one another entirely. You broke the kiss to nip at Maddy’s neck. Slowly moving her back just enough until she was sat at the edge of the bed. Leaning down and kissing her softly, fingers working quickly with her denim jeans. Maddy understood entirely, quickly breaking apart to relieve herself from her shirt to taste your lips once more. Once you shimmied her jeans to the middle of her thighs, you began your descent.

"Y/n," she breathed, chest heaving out air as you moved down her body calculatingly. Lips kissing and teeth nipping at whatever chunk of space you could. Your hands slipped under her bra to softly kneed and caress her tits. The texture of your calloused hands caused Maddy’s heart to pound loudly against her ribcage.

Your lips trailed down her stomach, kissing and sucking softly at her flesh with your eyes focused on her features. Watching her face twist and contort in displays of pleasure. Shimming the rest of her pants from around her ankles, discarding them to the other side of her room, you grabbed her hips and tossed her further onto the bed. A laugh fell from her lips, making a sliver of your desire-filled gaze crack, a tiny smile appearing on your lips. But it was short when your eyes found the lace panties she wore. The black pair of panties that clothed her heat were discarded soon after to join the quickly growing pile of clothes.

Maddy sat up on her forearms, watching you softly kiss the inside of her thighs. The feeling of your tongue running stripes up her trembling legs ripped a hum from deep within her chest. “Always wanted to do this with you.” And your words were accompanied by two of your fingers pressing past her fluttering entrance. A grin formed on your lips at how easy it was to slip inside.

The confession was forgotten with Maddy moaning, head rolling back with your tongue lapping her slit. Lips comfortably wrapping around her clit where you sucked and flicked your tongue sensually. Maddy’s body was on fire with her chest rising and falling rapidly, but you looked calm. Your eyes ever so often closed with a low hum vibrating through your chest at the taste of her until you would refocus on her. Not wanting to miss out on any detail that came to the forefront.

But Maddy didn't care much about what she looked like anymore. If she was a drooling or sobbing mess, none of it matter to her. One of her hands grabbed the back of your head and pulled you closer. Needing more if even possible.

The growing knot in her stomach tightened with each flick of your tongue against her bundle of nerves and thrust inside her. Moans and choked whimpers fell from her lips with her fingers curling and grabbing a handful of your hair. Her legs beginning to twitch, warning you of the impending result of your skills.

"So beautiful," you praised quietly, thumb reaching up to rub the girl's clit. Enjoying the way her body was so responsive to your touch. Her back arched with a cry as you increased the pace. "You are so addictive, Maddy."

Hearing your praise and approval, sent butterflies tickling the inside of her stomach. Enough that she was sure it would help her fly away. And when her orgasm slammed into her, Maddy’s throat closed up as her face scrunched up. Her legs tried to clamp around your head, but you used both your hands to keep them apart. Enjoying the feeling of them shaking under your hold as Maddy moaned loudly, unbothered by the fact many others were downstairs and likely outside the door. There could be many possibilities of who might hear, yet, it didn’t come as a problem to her.

And she was stuck in a state of limbo. You helped her down from the high, but she felt the faint flashes of the aftershock. Unable to contain the shaky laugh that fell from her lips, only for it to be replaced with a moan from the curling of your fingers. Maddy doesn’t think she’ll ever experience a high like this ever again.

Soon enough, the two of you were getting dressed. Well, more so Maddy than yourself–You sat on the edge of the bed smoking a joint. Strands of your afro fall in front of your eyes, making you sweep them out of your face every few dozen seconds.

Maddy glanced over at you, finding you quietly minding your own business. And something about the moment or the isolation from others made her quietly mutter out, “Why have you never dated?” It was enough to make you look up from the joint sitting between the pads of your fingers. “And no, I am not going to try and beg you to date like Cassie. That is some little kid type shit.”

For a moment, a twitch of a grin played on your face. It was only for a moment before you pursed your lips. Shrugging as you said, “Never given it much thought, you know? Why tie myself down to someone who may just end up hurting me or I hurt them?” You scoffed, shaking your head. “Waste of my time and energy.”

Something in the way you spoke and your expression shifted made Maddy step closer. Finding the space beside you on the edge of the bed and staring at you curiously. “I think there is more to it,” she said, making you look up. “I think that you have never given it a shot because you have only known the idea of hooking up.”

“Well, aren’t you perceptive?” Sweeping a few strands of your hair out of your face, you licked your lips and shook your head. “That’s why I’m not with nobody,” you confessed, looking over your shoulder at the girl. “I don’t want to hurt nobody.”

A small smile formed on Maddy’s lips, hands softly cupping your face. “That’s the beauties of love, Y/n,” she muttered. “In every relationship, there is going to be something we do that hurts the other. It’s how the world works. But that doesn’t mean you should section yourself off to meaningless low-profile hookups. You need meaning in your life.”

Sighing, the girl let her hands run down your shoulders and arms. “And no one can help you get there except yourself.” Standing to her feet, she began her departure to the door. Stopping short and turning to you with a gentle look in her eyes. One that you weren’t used to when it came to chicks you hooked up with. “You have my number if you want to give it a shot.”

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fict1onallyobsessed · 2 years

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New Girl, New problem

Maddy Perez x Reader

“This is (Y/N).” Lexi smiled at her mother, turning to you to introduce the two of you. You didn’t notice the sudden silence coming from the living room, Cassie, and her 2 friends all looked in your direction once they heard someone’s name they didn’t recognise. “The new girl I told you about.”

Her mother instantly took you into a hug, smiling warmly as she told you briefly about herself before asking about you. Although you exchanged small talk, Lexi ended up dragging you upstairs to her room soon afterwards. Her mother could go on forever, so it was safer for you to escape sooner than later.

“We have…a project to do.” She pulled you away, taking your forearm into hers and walking through the living room to get to the stairs. As you did so though, you made eye contact with a pretty girl sitting on her couch. All 3 pairs of eyes were on you, Cassie and her two friends all staring intently at you as to evaluate you based off of first reactions. Before anything could be said though, you smirked at the brunette and continued walking behind Lexi, thinking why she looked to damn familiar.

“Who? Maddy?” Lexi landed on her bed with a huff, arms and legs out in a starfish position as she dropped all topic of a project. You weren’t doing a project, you were there just because Lexi invited you. You were new and she befriended you, and you liked the way she was quite similar to you in terms of interest. “She’s Cassie’s best friend. Goes to our school.”

Look wise, well…Lexi remained innocent looking. Of course she was gorgeous, but she dressed simply and barely took any risks. The piercings on your face gave off a total different impression. You were confident, stubborn, and well, attractive. Unique was one way to describe you, and maybe that was what interested Maddy in you in the first place.

The door suddenly barged open, the 3 females that sat on the couch now walking through the door into Lexi’s and Cassie’s shared room. Maddy was first, immediately locking eyes with you as she walked over and sat on Cassie’s bed. Next was Cassie herself, followed by the girl who’s name you didn’t yet know.

“You’re the new girl,right?” She asked. “Sorry, I’m Kat.”

You smiled, licking your lips across the pierced hoop on the side. “(Y/N).”

“I really need my own room.” Lexi groaned beside you, sighing in defeat as she laid down completely on her bed, only intending to listen to her sisters friends drool over you. It happened with most of the guys in your English class yesterday, so she wouldn’t expect any less from them. Especially from them.

“How long have you been going to our school then?” Maddy crossed her legs, leaning back on her hands with a certain look on her face you couldn’t quite place. Your eyes travelled from Kat to her, scanning over her features before responded.

“Literally two days.” You said, shrugging off the very obvious look Lat and Cassie gave each other. Maddy was too captivating, too perfect not to stare at. Her face, her hair, her posture, her figure. All of it. “Moved here a few weeks ago, though.”

“Hm.” She grinned, looking over to Kat before returning her gaze back at you. “I’d say come to us if you need anything but you look like you have yourself handled.”

“Can you please just leave my friends alone.” Lexi interrupted, staring daggers into her sisters eyes before returning the gaze to the rest of her friends. Maddy’s eyes didn’t leave yours though, and if you weren’t so fascinated by her confidence you’d mistakenly take it as an staring contest. Eventually she inhaled deeply and stood up, flipping her hair behind her shoulder as she did so.

“I’ll see you in school then, (Y/N).”

You smirked back, watching as she disappeared through the door with the other two girls. They were smirking at each other, sharing stares only they could understand. Once they were out you looked over at Lexi, biting your lip to hide your smile.

“She’s cute.”

“No, she’s not. Besides she’s going through massive drama with her boyfriend. You don’t want to mess with Maddy Perez.” Lexi rolled her eyes, not taking notice of the way your smile fell a little. Boyfriend? She didn’t give off ‘taken’ vibes. If anything she seemed like a player, not someone who’d settle.

And that left one thing.

A challenge.

Because really wanted to mess with Maddy Perez.

And you really liked a challenge.

Part 2

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honeybear-yammy · 1 year

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𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐳 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Imagines, Blurbs & Drabbles

↳ Study Buddy $

↳ Intervention #

↳ Passed Note $

↳ Mommy $

↳ Punishments $

↳ No One Will Know $

Series/Parters

↳ nothing yet...

Headcannons

↳ nothing yet...

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cloveswifey · 10 months

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Truth or dare

Parings: Maddy Perez x Fem!Reader

Type: Smut

Words: 1.8k

Warnings: smut, Clit Rubbing, scissoring, lots of kissing, face riding, eating out, choking, explicit Language.

A/n: This is my first smut so please don't hate haha.

Y/N strolled through the aisles of a bustling shopping center, browsing through the latest fashion trends. As she reached for a cute sweater, her phone buzzed, indicating an incoming call. She looked at the screen and smiled; it was her good friend Cassie.

"Hey, Cassie!" Y/N greeted warmly, answering the call. "What's up?"

"Hey, Y/N!" Cassie's voice sounded excited on the other end. "I was wondering if you wanted to sleepover tonight!"

Y/N's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but grin. "That sounds great, Cassie! Count me in! What time should I come over?"

Cassie replied enthusiastically, "Come over around 7 pm!"

Y/N nodded eagerly, even though Cassie couldn't see. "I can't wait! I'll bring my favorite board games. Oh, and maybe some snacks too."

"Perfect!" Cassie exclaimed. "I'll let Kat and Maddy know. They've been dying for a sleepover too. It's going to be an epic night!"

As the conversation continued, Y/N finished up her shopping and headed towards the checkout counter. They discussed their plans, making sure everything was set for the much-anticipated sleepover. The excitement in their voices was contagious, causing Y/N's anticipation to grow with every passing minute.

Later that evening, Y/N arrived at Cassie's house with a bagful of board games and snacks. The door opened, revealing a beaming Cassie, already wearing her favorite pair of cozy pajamas.

"Y/N, you made it!" Cassie exclaimed, pulling her friend into a warm hug. "Maddy and Kat are in the living room!"

Soon enough they had all gathered in her cozy living room, filled with blankets and pillows, ready for a night of laughter and adventure.

As the night progressed, they found themselves engrossed in the movie "Clueless," but soon enough, their excitement dwindled, and they started itching for something more exciting.

Cassie, being the bold and mischievous one, suggested they play a game of truth or dare. The group agreed, and they huddled together, ready for a night of revealing secrets and daring challenges.

Cassie spun the bottle, and it pointed right at her. Kat wasted no time in coming up with a dare for her. "I dare you to call your sister; Lexi and say the weirdest thing you can think of!"

Cassie's eyes gleamed mischievously as she happily took out her phone and dialed Lexi's number. As the others listened intently, Cassie giggled and proceeded to say the strangest things that came to her mind. Laughter echoed throughout the room as they imagined Lexi's bewildered reactions.

After a few more rounds of truth or dare, it was finally Y/N's turn. "Truth or dare."

"Truth." Y/n replied.

Maddy, feeling curious, couldn't help but ask, "Y/N, have you ever kissed a girl?"

Y/N blushed and shyly replied, "No, I haven't."

As the night wore on, the girls found themselves growing bored of playing truth or dare. Cassie, exhausted from the excitement, had passed out on the couch. Y/N and Maddy were left to their own devices, trying to figure out how to keep the momentum of the evening going.

Just as they were pondering what to do next, Kat's phone buzzed with a message. Curiosity piqued, she picked up her phone and read the message, her eyes widening with surprise. It was from Ethan, asking her to come over.

Unable to contain her excitement, Kat turned to Y/N and Maddy. "Guess what, guys? Ethan just messaged me and asked me to come over! I'm gonna head out for a bit." With a sheepish smile, she got up from her spot and made her way towards the door.

Left alone together, Y/N and Maddy exchanged glances. In Maddy's eyes, a playful spark danced, and she decided to revisit the question she had asked earlier. Taking a deep breath, she looked at Y/N and asked, "You know my question earlier, right?"

Your Pov

You nodded, recalling the question about kissing a girl. Your heart raced slightly, wondering where Maddy was going with this conversation.

Maddy's mischievous smile grew wider as she leaned closer to you and asked, "Would you like to give it a try?"You hesitated for a moment, contemplating the situation.

You slowly nodded and the two girls leaned in, eyes shut as their lips slowly met in the middle.

Maddys lips felt soft against mine as they collided, before slowly pulling away.

Your body went stiff, your breathing caught in your throat. "Relax," she says softly, using her right hand to move a strand of hair out of your face. You exhale, letting yourself loosen up. "Good girl."

Maddy smirked looking into your eyes before leaning in again to capture you into a much deeper kiss. Your lips move together slowly, yet passionately.

You could feel Maddy's warm breath on your cheek as she softly enters her tongue, and your tongues begin to playfully intertwine.

You begin lightly massaging your fingers into Maddy's hair, in which she lets out a small moan in response.

However, the thought of cassie sleeping beside you, quickly brings you back to reality, and you realise that you both may have gotten a bit too carried away.

"Cassie might, wake up," you remind maddy in-between kisses, eliciting a groan from her as she pulls your waist towards her so that your chests were touching.

"No," Maddy hesitates, her desire evident in her attempts to intensify the kiss. She doesn't want to break away, so she starts increasing the speed of your lip movements.

However, you hesitated and suggested, "Why don't we go to the bathroom at least?"

Maddy giggled mischievously and took hold of your hand, leading you towards the Howard's home bathroom.

Upon entering, Maddy swiftly pressed You against the wall and passionately kissed you.

"Now that you've kissed a girl..." Maddy whispered in-between kisses, "what about fucking one." She spoke her hand travelling down to your core, massaging you through the fabric. You let out a whimper in response.

"You like that baby?" Maddy smirked.

"Fuck yes." You moaned out, reaching up to remove your bralette, leaving you in her short flowy skirt.

"No bra?" Maddy chuckled, before connecting your lips once again.

You moaned against her lips as she continued rubbing circles against your throbbing clit.

You felt an orgasm approaching, and you gripped Maddy's shoulder as your thighs trembled. She noticed how close you were and stopped, causing you to pout.

"I wanna taste you." Maddy whispered

"Please." Y/n whimpered, Maddy then snaking her fingers around the hem of your panties, slowly pulling them off.

Maddy reluctantly pulls her bra off, throwing it on the ground, diving down to your neck, leaving a trail of kisses before reaching your breasts and placing her mouth around your nipple.

Your hands travel down to her jeans, and you start to unbutton her pants. She moves your hands and finishes unbuttoning her jeans herself, sliding them off of her and kicking them onto the ground.

Slowly, laying down on the cold floor, bare, Maddy beckons you with a soft whisper, “Come here," lightly pulling your body down. You sat on top of her shyly, your bare pussy resting on her abdomen.

"Pretty pussy." She smirks, before slapping your cunt, causing you to yelp before she leans down and kisses your clit sweetly.

"sit on my face." She demands, putting her hands on your hips and encouraging you to scoot up. You comply, adjusting yourself until your pussy is hovering over her mouth.

You could feel her nails lightly scratching at your waist before she, pushed your hips down and buried her face into your pussy, her tongue swirling against your folds.

You grind your hips against her mouth, looking down to see your skirt covering half her face. She placed her hands under your skirt and on the curve of your ass, guiding you up and down her tongue.

"Fuck... you taste so good," she moans against your clit as she sucks harshly.

"Don't stop!" you cried, your thighs already shaking, she hums against your clit in response, wrapping her arms around your thighs to keep you on her face.

"cum for me." she says, coaxing you through an orgasm. Moans and curse words spill from your lips.

Your body spasms as white flashes before your eyes, everything around you disappearing and pure euphoria consuming your body.

you continue to sloppily ride out your high on Maddy's face, your climax washes over you and she makes sure to catch every last drop of your release. You twitch as she uses her tongue to clean you up.

Maddy quickly turns both of you over, firmly requesting, "give me your leg."

You lift up your leg and she puts it over her shoulder. She positions herself between your legs until your cunts are touching. You moan at the feeling of her warm and wet pussy against yours. She wraps her arm around your leg, her hand making its way around your neck. She slowly starts to grind against you, both of your throbbing clits massaging each others. The whine that falls from her lips surprise you, sending a shiver through your body.

You groan as you feel the rhythm of her movements, your hand moving to cup one side of her waist to steady her. Moans spill from your mouth, the feeling of pure ecstasy tingling through your bodies.

Each motion creates an intense friction between us, causing her to moan loudly as the pleasure intensifies.

She squeezes your neck, causing your eyes to roll back to your head, as you practically melt into her, squirming beneath her touch.

"Fuck, you feel so good against me." she says, looking down and watching the way your cunts slide against each other.

"Fuck-" she spat, her chest rising up and down abnormally fast, throwing her head back and squeezing your neck harder.

"I'm gonna cum." she cried, her clit pulsing against yours.

"Me too." you moaned, closing your eyes.

The amount of pleasure you were experiencing was not like anything you've felt before. You both were practically screaming as you reached reached your climax.

You felt her fluids spill onto your heat, her body quivering as she continues to ride out her high against you. You follow her orgasm shortly after her, shockwaves are sent throughout your body. All to be heard were two wet pussys kissing one another.

She lays down next to you, staring at the celling. Both of you just taking a moment to gather yourselves, trying to catch your breaths. "Holy shit, that was fucking hot." she exhales.

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yourgirlthingy · 1 year

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Decided that Fezco deserved some love because I couldn't think of anyone else to write about and his character is just *chefs kiss*

Imagine: Fez and you are in his car high out of your minds talking about the future. The night sky is beautiful and you enjoy the fresh air... And things start to get a little bit heated -Wink-Wonk-

Warnings: Drug Abuse, Strong Language, Sexual themes, Angst kind of but not really, Vaping and Fez being an amazing boyfriend.

Word count: 816

The car was hot, a big contrast to the cold air of the night. The familiar smell of weed filling your noses. You must admit that the feeling of being high was nice, stripping you of any of your worries. It was quite late and Ash had finally agreed to go to sleep. Sometimes he is like a grown man trapped in a kids body, other times he actually acts his age. Like tonight when he put up a fight about going to bed early.

In all honestly the pair of you would usually let him stay up but the day had been stressful and you wanted time to yourselves. The edge being taken off by the drug really helping with the headache you had accumulated during the day. Your boyfriend lay next to you, eyes closed basking in his calm state.

Leaning over, you press a kiss to his cheek causing him to open his eyes. Both of your eyes catching each others for a moment. Still bliss in this state of Euphoria. Taking another swig from the large bottle of alcohol and collapsing next to the gorgeous man. You turn on your side a sudden urge to be close to him washing over you.

Breaking the silence Fezco lets out a sigh "What do you think will happen in the future." You were slightly taken aback by the question. And although he didn't seem like it, he constantly wondered about what the future would hold. For a while you pondered about the question unsure of how to respond. Many thoughts went through your head.

Did you want to have kids? Would you still be living in this hell hole of a town? What would happen to Ash?

"I don't know," you responded honestly. He nodded somewhat agreeing with you. But there was something behind his glazed out eyes. "What do you want to happen?" Just that question set something off in him. You could tell he had an idea and you were sure it was going to be good. He let out a quick cough and began,

"I wanna get out of this town and start a family," a lazy smile was on his lips as he said this. He was thinking about what it would be like, it was obvious. "Me, you and Ash without all of the drugs and looking after my grandmother." The confession didn't shock you but just intrigued you more into his thinking. "I wanna get to a point where I can have a kid and not be worried for its life," He says with emotion clear in his voice at the end.

You just listen to him expectantly casually replying with a "Mhm," or "Yeah." He was quite optimistic but knew not to get his hopes up because anything could happen. Although you shouldn't, you couldn't help but think about how hot he looked in that moment. Eyes droopy while he talked about his future with you.

A sudden burst of energy ran over you as you leaned over and kissed him. Instinctively, he pulled you onto his lap - straddling him. This quick kiss turned into a heated make-out sesh between the two of you. The drugs coursing through your system making you feel like you're floating. Things went from zero to a hundred extremely fast. Both of you trying to get closer to each other. Like you had been starved of each others touch for far too long.

Discarding your jacket, you started to grind down onto him a muffled moan escaping your lips. You felt your body heat up more if that was even possible. Knowing that things were starting to get exciting, he flipped you onto your back on the back seat.

A surprised squeal left your lips as he began grinding down on to you adding back to the friction. "Don't start something you cant finish, mamas," he whispers in your ear. The windows steaming up from the heat in the metal box.

Tonight was definitely going to be one you remembered...

A/n: I'm going to admit, writing this made a little hot ya know. Anywho I wanna know who you want One Shots or headcanons of so my asks are always open!!!.

#euphoria #fezco angst #fezco x y/n #fezco x reader #fezco fanfic #fezco euphoria #fezco supremacy #I love this man #euphoria smut #Nate jacobs #ash and fezco #Cassie #maddie perez

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kaicubus · 2 years

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Spin the Bottle | Maddy P.

warning ✩° : SLIGHT homophobia from Maddy, closeted Maddy, drinking games, underage drinking ig ((not much)), swearing, nate being nate, fluff//confession, cursing.

pairing ✩° : maddy perez x fem!reader

premise ✩° : you meet nate jacob’s ex, maddy perez, at a party you didn’t even know you were going to. but you do end up enjoying it more than you’d thought and hey, you even got to kiss a pretty girl.

word count ✩° : 2.5 k

authors note ✩° : i know she has her ‘woke’ moments but i feel like if maddy was queer at all, she’d be like balls deep in the closet. i can’t imagine her being like, open with dating or let alone kissing another girl without being a little skeptical. also im not entirely happy with this but i figured i should publish an actual fic so...this took way longer than it shouldve btw.

“Spin the bottle? Isn't that kinda lame?” “It’s only lame if you make it lame, that’s why we’re drinking too.”

It was the second night after Maddy and Nate broke up, for the 4th time in two months. Everybody knew they had issues, clearly, but you didn’t know Maddy as well as everyone else — why would you? She’s at the top of the food chain, intimating, bold, and dating dated Nate. Jacobs. And you? Well, she probably doesn't even know you. As everyone had a crush on Maddy, and she gave into their crushes, had sex with them just to make Nate jealous, you were of the unlucky few who DID like her for more than her status and body. You cared for who she was before you both entered high school, and you cared for her romantically. The unlucky part was that, you're not a guy, you’re a girl, with a hopeless crush on the person you’re most invisible to.

Tonight was the night however, where you’d be finally free of the ball and chain that was Maddy after a few drinks. You knew you had to get over her somehow, and with Mckay’s welcome back home from college for a week, the unofficial title, it was the perfect opportunity to seize a chance to make out with some random stranger and wake up with no recollection of the whole night. Even though he had been away for a while, you and many others knew Mckay’s house like the back of your hand. It was almost instinct to know where each turn and each hallway was the second you stepped foot in his large estate.

As soon as you made it past the doors, all of your senses were brutually assaulted by the sour mixture of weed and alcohol, blaring music, and flashing, neon colored lights that would surely send anyone into epileptic shock. Perfect. You let the bumping rhythm of Hoes Come Easy by RJMrLA guide you to the main area where all the speakers, and kitchen, are to grab a cup and say hi to some people. You weren’t popular, popular by any means, but people knew you on a namely basis due to similar schedules and through mutual friends.

Within the first few minutes of the party since you arrived, you manage to find a comfortable wall space to rest away from most of everyone else. So far, no sign of Maddy. You let out a gentle sigh and close your eyes and take in the atmosphere of it all.

That was until you hear rushing footsteps and faint, ‘Out of the way’s and ‘Move’s. Before you could make out the voice, the face that owned it was right in front of yours. You stare at her and attempt to sort of squeeze yourself out of the confinement she had just closed in on, but she doesn't let you.

“Hey, do you want to play with us?” She asks naturally.

Your eyes dart around, “Uh. What game?”

“Spin the bottle.”

With that, you don't even remember how you got there, only that you were now sitting in a circle with five people, two of them being the most important : Nate Jacobs and Maddy Perez. Everyone could feel the sweltering tension knit together by their purposeful ignorance of each other, and for some reason you felt responsible for some of it.

Maddy ignores Nate and puts her full attention on the tinted glass bottle in which she kisses the edge of it before handing it off to you with a grin, “You get the last sip...” She trails off, hoping you’d finish her statement for her.

Although you just said your name not even 10 minutes ago, you repeated yourself, “Y/n.” She nods as if she knew that all along. You ignored the mess up and were about to sip from the bottle when all of a sudden, the image of Maddy’s dark lipstick stops you right in your tracks. Of course it wasn’t there before, but you were too busy focusing on just how good she looked drinking from the bottle to notice that this whole situation was a textbook indirect kiss cliche. Shit. Your mind began to race, Is it weird if I drink from it? Can I do that? Do I have to wipe it off? SHOULD I wipe it off? Maybe she’ll get offended if I do...or don't. You swallow your panic and press your lips onto the edge of the bottle, taking just a swig of the alcoholic contents inside.

“Alright, fuckers.” Nate rips the bottle from you and holds it up high for everyone to see, “This thing right here is going to determine who gets laid tonight. Basically.”

“That’s not how it fucking works, Nate.” Maddy rolls her eyes in annoyance.

“Hey Maddy can you just shut up?”

She scoots back and hugs her ears with her shoulders.

“So. I’ll go first.” Nate sits back down and starts spinning.

For the duration of the time where everyone else went, either laughing or taking the game seriously, you necessarily didn't care at all. Instead, all your attention was placed on Maddy who after the rude introduction of the game, seemed off and particularly uncomfortable. All you wanted to do was ask her if she was ok and let her know if she needed someone to talk to, you're there. But it wasn't your place so you stayed silent.

When it came to your turn, you loll your head out of boredom as the bottle spins on it’s side, fate at the edge of the muddy tinted rim. You could tell that after Nate and some other girls, no one really wanted to stick around to see someone they didn't know spin the bottle since that would mean they had to kiss her. So your turn was supposed to be chill. Supposed to be. No matter who it landed on, there was an unspoken agreement between all of you that no kiss would determine anyone’s feelings and if somehow the bottle landed on someone you thought was attractive, it was pure luck and chance. You couldn't tell if luck was on your side or completely against you since as you looked up to see the bottle slowly coming to a stop, you locked eyes with your contender : Maddy.

Everyone goes quiet and stares at the bottle, then you, then the bottle, then Maddy.

“Maddy and...” Nate narrates, “Y/n.”

Silence.

“That doesn’t count right? We can just re-spin it.” Maddy looks up at her ex-boyfriend.

He shakes his head, “You wanted to do this, everyone agreed. Right?” He turns his head around for everyone nod of approval.

Maddy squints at him, “Ok, but if you had to kiss Cassie or,” she points at a guy in the circle, “HIM you’d freak the fuck out, right?”

You look away, not wanting to make eye contact with the argument about to ensue. “I wouldn't freak the fuck out, Maddy, stop being so fucking crazy and kiss Y/n.” All the guys in the circle holler. Your gaze falls onto Maddy, and in the same time, she looks at you too.

“No.” She says after a few moments, “I’m not gay.”

The words hit like a truck straight into your gut. It wasn't the fact she had said she didn't want to kiss you because she was seemingly straight, but because she had declined with such a potent look of disgust and utter awfulness that made you wince.

“Come on,” Nate grins, “Just fucking do it Maddy!”

As if it couldn't get any worse, she continued, “No! Even if I was gay, you think I’d kiss Y/n? I don’t even know her. If anyone, it’d be Cass.” She doesn’t look away from your now glossy eyes. A familiar heat creeps onto your face and your skin darkens with embarrassment.

“Ooh tough luck, Y/n.” Quiet laughter echoes around and behind you as a lump forms in your throat.

Maddy pauses, suddenly feeling something stop her in her tracks. She cant bring herself to look at you after what she just said, but she knew one thing : She knew she was lying.

Thing was, all she had ever known was Nate. Any other feelings towards anyone else were merely surface level and superficial — tactics to get back at him for cheating or upsetting her. She never felt anything towards those guys, and over the course of their relationship she questioned if she ever truly loved Nate.

This was the night she finally realized her feelings and why she broke up with Nate this time in the first place. What she had described as feeling lonely and unloved was all in truth just excuses to break off a relationship she felt unseen in, misjudged and misrepresented.

Maddy’s sharp eyes trail back to your face. She didn't mean any of it, so why did she say it? Those words came out of her like it was normal, and she hated it. If anything, she only said all of it to get Nate off her back, she never wanted to hurt you in any way. But of course, you wouldn't know that.

When her eyes meet with yours for the 10th time tonight, she studies your features. Your shimmery makeup mostly, but your eyes were the center piece of it all. The way your eyebrow quirked when she tilted her head down just a smidge. How your cupids bow was slightly over lined with a brown pencil. These small details would usually be less than noticeable to her, but you were so close and she just couldn't look away. Maddy liked you, not just in this moment but in every other where she had seen you in the halls talking to your friends. She always complimented girls who she thought were pretty or girls who had nice outfits and good makeup on, but that was just a girl thing, not an attraction. Right? For the 16 seconds Maddy hesitated to kiss you, all she could think about was how your barely fragrant perfume was suddenly hitting her senses all at once. A small hint of jasmine and a ripe fruit, maybe some rose too? It didn't matter, you smelled good and that's all Maddy could think about. The lights in the area didn't help her case either, shadows and flashes of neon pink cast across your cheekbones and nose — only furthering the idea that Maddy was more than captivated by you.

“Look, we don’t have to do this,” You murmur softly so only that the two of you can hear, “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. It looks like everyone here wants us to…you know, but I can tell you’re not so sure so I’m not going to put that on you. It’s just a stupid game.” Without another moments thought, Maddy cuts you off, “Kiss me.”

“Huh?! But—“

In an instant, she boosts herself forward and before you know it, her lips latch onto yours.

So many emotions pump throughout your body as she presses her body into you more, closer, and slower. Maddy notices a little chirp escape your lips as she continues to kiss you. It’s small, quiet, and almost unrecognizable had you not moved just the tiniest bit to signal your nervousness. She can’t help but react with even more confidence.

The thing about Maddy that you and everyone else knew was that she undoubtedly the most confident and coolest person ever. You just didn't know it applied to this as well. If she made a mistake, she wore it like a crown and never lost sight of who she was because of it. Even now, as her arms are loosely draped on top of yours and how you both are completely on the ground with her ex boyfriend, friends, and past hookups are shouting and staring in awe, she acts as if it’s all according to plan.

Just like her, the kiss was bold. Not just because of the suddenness of it all, but because of how she wasn’t afraid to catch your bottom lip between hers and push into you with an exceedingly amount of force than you had predicted. What was meant to only be a kiss out of a dare from a game turned into something more. For the both of you.

Maddy Perez kissed you like there was no one else watching. Like there were no hollering men in the vicinity, like there was no-not-so-secretly jealous and abusive ex one more second away from bashing a beer bottle against your skull, like you two had been transported into a private area in which was safe and secluded. The heat on her scorching lips burned into yours and only fueled her passion as she felt your heart ignite, just like hers. Even with her eyes closed, Maddy could tell you were nervous. So was she, and so are you. But she kept kissing you.

It was almost as if all this time, leading up to this very moment, Maddy was in physical pain and aching to be held by you or to just be seen my you. Now that you recall, maybe it wasn’t so far off. Every time you’d pass her in the halls, you’d catch a glimpse of her glamor and she would notice right away. But she was always with Nate, and he was there to snap her back into his suffocating presence.

There was no Nate, well, except for him towering over you two, in the sense of him being in the way. And Maddy wanted him to know that. Finally, she was the one doing something for herself. She liked you, and as she kissed you she finally felt like something was right.

Eventually, the euphoria ended and Maddy pulls away first. You stare at her as she slowly plucks her mouth from yours, secretly panicked and nervous, as she maintains a sly grin and raised eyebrows before she breaks out into laughter.

“Oh my god.”

You laugh too. You couldn’t shake the fact that Maddy had just kissed you, and it was even harder to believe that she initiated it in the first place. All this time, you were fully convinced she was unaware of your existence and couldn’t care less about you — but you were wrong. Had you been right, Maddy wouldn't have kissed you like that. This feeling wouldn’t feel like diving head first in a sea of mauve sequins or being showered in shimmery diamonds; it wouldn’t taste like dancing under the night sky with shooting stars darting across the bleakness that curtains above. In fact, it wouldn’t even exist.

Even after the kiss ended, her taste lingered and danced on your tongue as did your taste on hers. She didn't say anything after, “Oh my god,” but she did stare.

Suddenly everybody was asking questions.

“Did you like it”

“Was it good?”

But one stood out, and it came from Nate himself, “Is she your new girlfriend now?” he asks, already knowing she’s going to say no. A twang of anger spikes your pallet but you choose to ignore it. Maybe if you paid attention to it, you’d snap and say something you’d definitely regret.

Instead of saying no, Maddy scans his loose demeanor and snarky expression and carefully tilts her head to the side.

“You know what, Nate?” She says, “In all my years dating a cunt like you, that kiss was the best I’ve ever had.”

#maddy perez fic #maddy perez x y/n #maddy perez x reader #euphroia #euphoria fanfic #maddy perez x you #maddy euphoria #euphoria angst #euphoria fluff #fanfic #fanfiction #kaicubus

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cocainegirlsnblunts · 6 months

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Ecstasy | Euphoria

Dalton Johansson

Freshman Year 2018

Layla was known as Maddy’s Cousin the second she walked into East Highland

It was the similarities in face, style, similar perfume even.

People thought they were sisters

But a few months in she was also known for being one of the most Attractive girls at East Highland.

Guys were crushing on Layla left and right

But there was this one guy who really had his eye on her

Dalton Johansson.

Dalton’s favorite artists are Travis Scott, Young Thug, Frank Ocean, and Future.

The day Layla and Dalton first met was on the first Football game of the season.

Dalton: Yo I think i’m gonna try and get at Layla

Nate: Layla Carter? as in Maddy’s cousin bro really

Dalton: Yeah man I think she’s cute

What is there something wrong about that?

Nate: Nah man I just don’t think she’s really a relationship girl

Dalton: Yeah well, all i know is i’m making a move on her after this Win

Maddy: Okay Layla you’re totally checking out that guy

Cassie: What guy

Maddy: It’s one of Nate’s friends

Cassie: Oh Layla those guys look like assholes

Maddy: They are Assholes

Layla: No Dalton seems like a sweetheart

Cassie: They can seem like it but trust me they aren’t, and that goes for any guy honestly

But you guys would look really cute together

Like you should go talk to him

Maddy: Yeah since you’re so in love

Layla: I’m done with both of you

-After the game-

Dalton: Yoo what’s up guys

He said while looking at you

Andrew: Sup Cassie

Cassie: Hi Drew

Dalton: Hey Layla

Let’s be friends

Layla: I would love to be friends with you actually

Cassie: I think you guys would be amazing friends

Dalton: Then how about we hangout this weekend

Layla: Why do you wanna hangout

Dalton: Well we’re friends right

I mean now because I asked you

Layla: Yeah but I barely know you

Dalton: Exactly, I was thinking we exchange numbers so you can know more about me

Layla: Okay give me your phone

Josh: Aye Layla why isn’t Serena here?

Layla: Games aren’t really her thing

Josh: Well could you like

Let her know that I think she’s cool and shit-

Layla: Do you like my friend, Josh

Josh: Yeah

Just put in a good word for me please

Layla: Yeah okay

Dalton: Alright Layla i’ll text you

He says walking away

Layla and Cassie: Congrats on the win guys

Bye

Rue’s Narration

They started dating a month after that

They were a pretty cute couple, They introduced each other to their Families, they went out together, they were pretty serious.

Plus they just couldn’t get enough of each other

But it wasn’t always couple goals with these 2

Now Layla wasn’t falling into her Cousin Maddy’s footsteps of having an abusive relationship like her and Nate, Dalton knew better. But Dalton and Layla were similar to them when it came to the other bullshit of a toxic relationship.

Dalton: I don’t get why you’re so fucking mad about this she’s just a friend

Layla: Friends don’t grope each other

Dalton: Oh come on I wasn’t even near the bitch

Layla: I seen it with my own two fucking eyes!!!!!!!!

Like seriously what the fuck

I have never

done shit like that to you

Have you ever seen me with a guy like that??!????

Dalton: Yes actually

Yes I fucking have and don’t deny it

You don’t remember you and that bitch ass guy from St. Mary’s.

Layla: God you’re stupid

Holy Shit

Literally drop me off right here you don’t need to take me all the way home

I’m not doing this with you actually

Dalton: What are you fucking crazy

Do you really think

that i’m gonna do that shit

Layla: I don’t fucking care Dalton drop me off

I swear i’m never talking to you ever again

But they would never last a week without each other.

#troy taylor #euphoria #maddy perez cousin #maddy perez x reader #when we first met #beginningoflovestory #brian altemus #footballgame #euphoria season one #angst

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godblesslanarey · 2 months

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Literally anything with maddy🙏🙏🙏 nobody writes for her anymore

i'm always down to write for her. i've been a maddy girl since day one. can you lmk what kind of fic you want? like angst, smut, etc.

#maddy perez #maddy perez x reader #smut #angst #fics #fluff #oneshots #blurbs #alexa demie #female!reader #fem!reader #euphoria

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maddyguru · 9 months

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Jujutsu Kaisen's Spin Off

Summary: Gojo Satoru has a wife. And she's not bitching about how gojo mistreated her in many of those fanfics. But rather, she's the one who's mistreating our favorite gojo satoru.

Chapter notes: Yumi is Maddy perez. this story follows the anime and manga, (I'm trying), and when you read this story, just think of her maddy sllsllsls. Also, you're going to hate her lmao. A lot. And a lot of her lines are from maddy in the euphoria show, it will be referenced in italics bc i can see gojo being with a woman like maddy just cuz...

This story has a playlist. You can listen to it when reading 💞 if you can't access the link, lmk!

Chapter 1

The dress she wore didn’t even look like your usual wedding dress.

Yuuji’s eyes were staring a little too long at the picture that was hung on the wall of his sensei mansion. It’s his first time seeing a bride wearing a see-through sequin silver dress for her wedding. And she wasn’t even covering much. It’s enough that her dress was see-through, but it’s parted in the middle, showing her skin and lingerie underneath. Yuuji expected her to at least wear a veil to cover her face. Instead, it was a diamond-like veil with crystals blinding people’s eyes. (Yuuji literally doesn’t know what accessories she’s wearing, but he admits that she’s hot as fuck).

Gojo sensei look… normal. Just a groom suit, but he appears to be younger than he was now, a dark sunglass was his substitute over his usual blindfold that the 15-year-old frequently sees in jujutsu high. Gojo sensei’s arms were all around her waist and her back was pressed against his body, head tilting upwards showing her beauty. Like a siren, she lured him.

Who is this woman? Yuuji knows what his sensei said earlier, but more precisely, who is she? Where she’s from? Is she really older than him? How does she look so perfect and sexy with those huge wrecks and big butt-

“Who the fuck are you?”

The pink-haired boy jumped, his head quickly spinning to see where the voice was. And there, right at the top of the stair of this mansion, the woman he was entranced by staring down to look at him. Her hair wasn’t in an updo unlike in the picture, but it was styled as wavy curls, and the length was directly on her shoulders. Her eyes were adorned with the most captivating graphic liner, and her lips were painted with a nude color that matches her skin and style perfectly. She’s as beautiful as Yuuji saw in the picture. If anything, she’s bewitching in person and her voice; Her language is so foul but her voice was alluring just like her eyes.

Is he… falling for his teacher’s wife?

“I said, who the fuck are you?” She walked down the stair quickly, but her eyes were staring at him cautiously. Eyeing him as if he’s an intruder in her mansion.

“Ah, my lovely Yumi, the sunshine of my life! Whatever you do, don’t attack poor Yuuji Itadori-”

“I’m talking to him, not you.”

Immediately Satoru went quiet. His face wasn’t showing fear because his giggles were heard when you walked toward him.

Fuck, she’s heading toward him.

What should I do? Ok, Yuuji, act natural, act natural!

“Who are you, again?”

She was eyeing him up and down, and Yuuji could feel her judging him closely. Her stare penetrates his whole being, and he could feel how he was shaking like a leaf the longer she came closer and closer.

It took him a second to focus. He swallowed the lump in his throat and bowed.

“Nice to meet you! My name is Yuuji Itadori. I’m 15-year-old and my type of woman is women like Jennifer Lawrence-”

“I asked who you are, you don’t need to mention your age and your daily porn flick, brat.”

Stunned was his reaction. Damn, who would’ve thought that Gojo sensei’s wife is so…. Sarcastic? How does he live with her, then? The bubbly Gojo sensei and this sarcastic, Goddess- the beauty of a woman-

“Are you opening a foster house now, Satoru? I swear first it’s Megumi and his sister, and now this kid.” She walks past Satoru and Yuuji, heading towards the kitchen. The older woman didn’t even glance at either of them but continued walking. But to Yuuji, she’s not walking. She’s strutting, “I don’t remember pushing a 15-year-old out of my cunt.” Cackling softly, the woman opens the top cabinet, struggling a little, and immediately chugs down her champagne.

Yuuji’s eyes occasionally glanced at Gojo, waiting and undoubtedly, excited for his teacher’s response to his wife’s.

From what Yuuji heard, Satoru was a part of a huge clan in the jujutsu community (he’s not really familiar with the whole thing since he’s new). If the sensei’s a part of a huge clan, then the clan must be very traditional-like. They must be practicing old Japanese culture and emphasizing the traditional ways of doing things; marriage must be done in Japanese style unlike what their picture represents. The way a wife talks to their husband must be respectful and head bowing down with traditional clothes on, unlike his wife, Yumi . Instead of a kimono, she’s in her olive-colored robe and gold earrings. There was no obedience shown in her eyes and body language. Yumi, from his observation, is not a woman who’d bow down to any man. Not even the Satoru Gojo, the strongest sorcerer alive. Her legal husband.

Instead of being angry and scolding her, Gojo- sensei grinned like a Cheshire cat and leaned closer toward the woman.

“Is that an invitation to have another baby? I’m alright with that,” a punch was placed on his right chest, and within seconds, Satoru was flying across the room. From the kitchen counter to another kitchen counter. The brute force from her punch had him flying. He’s thrown across the room.

This chick is strong.

Satoru Gojo was untouchable, from what he observed so far. How the hell she’s able to touch him? Is it a soulmate connection thing? Is it because Satoru is her husband? Could it be because she’s as strong as him?

Damn.

Her face was showing pure disgust. A few seconds later, she shook her head toward him. “it’s hard enough with two boys, now you want me to push another kid? Do I look like a cow to you?”

So, they have kids? Where are they, then? Why does Gojo sensei never say he was married and had two kids? Nobody mentions the whole thing. Not Shoko-san, Yaga sensei, or Nanamin.

“Ow, that hurts! Men don’t like physical attacks, Yumi- yumi.”

“Nor do men love periods, your point?”

Before Yuuji knew it, they were walking out of the kitchen and he finds himself following because what the fuck was he supposed to do? This is not his house!

When they’re walking towards the living room, only then does Yuuji realize how huge this mansion is and he can finally see pictures of two boys. Twins.

They look almost 9 -10 years old. Side to side with each other. They’re spitting images of their father, the man he’s studying jujutsu from. The two boys have white hair and blue eyes, a familiar grins on their faces. Yuuji was excited when he saw the kids because he would love to meet them, given the chance. Where are they? Are they already sleeping? It’s already so late.

“Why is he here?” Now she has more of a serious aura when she asked this. The fact that he’s in front of her and they’re talking about him makes him nervous. Is he… bothering them? Does she want privacy with her husband?

Gojo laughed, turning to face him. “He’s, my student. The higher-ups fucked his life up and now we’re hiding from them!”

She narrowed her eyes at him. “so you decided to hide him here? Without talking things with me?”

He was quick to disagree and chuckle at her response. “No, no, don’t get it the wrong way, I’m introducing him to you, not hiding him here.”

Yuuji wasn’t paying attention to their conversations about him, but he was appalled at how Gojo- sensei is keeping his life as private as he could! The older man is known to be talkative and run his mouth all the time, and Yuuji expected his teacher to be showing off his (extremely hot) wife to all his students.

But maybe there’s a private side in Satoru Gojo that’s waiting to be explored.

She looked at him for 5 seconds, and later, she smirked.

“I know you for what now, Satoru? 13 years?”

“There’s more to this meet and greet, right?”

She shifted her gaze to her husband, folding her arms the more she stared at him.

There’s an eerie silence when they’re looking at each other and finally, Satoru smiled. That same cunning smile Yuuji always sees at school.

“I want you to do something, Yumi. I’m asking you a favor. As a husband, I’m asking you…”

Her curious eyes studied her husband, and Satoru finally say it.

“Please help me train Yuuji Itadori.”

Yuuji turns to his right. He couldn’t sleep a wink, it seems.

It’s been 2 hours ever since he was sent off to the guest room in this house. Even the guest room looked like something that would come out of a movie; so perfect with a clean room and bed so large Yuuji could sleep with two more people. Golds were decorated in this room, and he remembers gawking at the sight.

Is Gojo sensei that rich?

So many questions are running through his head. Like, when will he finally see Nobara and Megumi again? Why do the higher-ups are after him? And why did Gojo sensei ask his wife to train him? She couldn’t be any stronger than him, right? Or could it be, that they’re equal?

He cackled softly with his hands on his face. Of course, Gojo sensei would marry someone equal to him. In strength, looks, and wealth. Yuuji is convinced that the woman he saw a few hours ago is also from a wealthy clan. She must be.

How strong is she? Must be too strong to the point Gojo sensei trusted her enough to train him. Must be a special grade as well. Someone equal to him and that’s why she’s the mother of his children. Yuuji made his own conclusion.

His thoughts were interrupted when there was a knock on his door.

Who could it be? He wondered to himself when he got up from the bed and opens the door.

“Ah, Gojo sensei, it’s you.” He muttered, giving room for the older man to enter. His teacher smiled; his blindfold is away from his face. Yuuji finally saw his beautiful blue eyes again.

“Can I come in?” he asked, and Yuuji was more than happy to let the older man in. It’s his house, after all.

His teacher walked into the room and later sits on the provided couch, staring out the window into the night sky, and finally turned to Yuuji, his grin still on his face.

“I’m sorry about my wife. She can be a little mean from time to time. Heck, even with our twins she’s like that,” Satoru tee-heed after he shared some parts of his wife with Yuuji, and the boy can’t help but smile as well at the confession.

If you defend someone like this, you must be head over heels in love with him, right?

Gojo sensei must really love his wife, and Yuuji made his conclusion.

“It’s ok, sensei. I heard women are like that all the time!”

His lips were quickly covered by the older man’s and he looked panicked as soon as Yuuji said what he said.

“Please, whatever you do, please, don’t discriminate against women in this house. Especially not in front of my wife, she would kill you, literally.”

A nod was Gojo’s answer, and the older man quickly let his lips go, the both of them were quiet for a while until his teacher opens his mouth again.

“She agrees to train you by the way.”

Well, that threw him off guard. Judging from the way she was looking at him, he thought Yumi would decline. But she accepted?

“That’s weird, sensei. She didn’t even look at me when we talked,”

“My wife has a knack for surprising people. She can be kind at times when we least expect it, you know!”

“…ok?” innocently, he answered.

His face apparently couldn’t lie. Before Yuuji knew it, Satoru explained to him why Yumi decided to take him as her student.

“I told him you’re Sukuna’s vessel, and that you must eat his fingers. Cursed objects… that reminded her of,” the white-haired man stared at the ceiling and smiled but his smile was sad, reminiscing.

“It reminds her of someone she used to know. I guess that’s why she accepted my favor. Yeah, it’s because she still couldn’t let him go.”

Huh?

“Sensei, sorry. But who’s ‘he?’

“Nothing, Yuuji! Now, get your sleep because best believe she won’t be easy on you!” Just like that, he was left alone in the room, curled in his blanket.

Well. What was that all about?

The last thought Yuuji had when before he went to sleep was, that Yumi wasn’t smiling in the wedding picture. She looked far from happy. Shouldn’t you be happy at your own wedding?

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk fanfic #geto suguru #angst #geto suguru x oc #gojo satoru x oc #gojo satoru #jjk angst #jujutsu kaisen angst #maddy perez

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mya-cookie-eater · 7 days

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something I should write about??

please what should I write about I need help desperately (I don’t make smut Ty🌸)

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infernalodie · 10 months

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭��𝐧𝐞 || 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐳

Inspo: Emile Mosseri - Jacob and the Stone

Pairing: Maddy Perez x Gn!reader

Summary: The stone that stood tall and would never full leave her memory...

Warnings: Angst throughout with mentions of suicide.

Words: 1770

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

There was this stone Maddy used to go to.

Somewhere in the density of a forest right outside of Highland. Practically resting near the long breaks of the open countryside, this place resided.

It’d been a complete chance that she came to this location. Her car broke down with her friends and their goal to live the night up was still on the list of plans. So, they ventured into this forest and found this large stone.

She remembers Cassie being a ruckus and being the emotional drunk she was. Lexi was reserved and just talked with Kat. Rue and Jules were holding one another. But Maddy found you staring at this stone, perplexed or fascinated by it.

Maddy remembers you dragging your hand across the texture of the rock. Lips twitched faintly as the tips of your fingers gently caught the grooves; scars of its past and present. And something about it made you say, “It’s beautiful.”

Everyone knew you found beauty in the strangest of places. If it is some random obscured painting or one of those poems you would write in your free time–there was nothing you couldn’t find positives in. It had been what made Maddy fall in love with you in the first place.

And she remembers how you looked back at her. A look in your eye that was almost contentful. Like something had been decided the moment you saw this large stone. You had said, “If I ever die, I want to be buried here. I’ll even write it in my will.”

She punched your arm for saying something like that. Warning you that she would be the one to do the job if you brought something like that up. You smiled and laughed. And she remembers your arms curling around her and holding her against your chest tightly. Your face tucked in her hair where you pressed gentle kisses.

That had only been a week before everything happened. That was the last memory she had of you before you were gone. Swept up and taken wherever was after this life. And now, even after all these years, she hadn’t been able to bring herself to go back to that forest–to relive that moment all over again in a place that she imagine still had your lingering presence.

Today, it was the anniversary of your death. So, with the urging encouragement of Lexi and Rue, she drove up to the forest. She walked amongst the trees that the further she got, blocked out the sun that had been beating down on her since she got back from Highland. It left a massive veil between her and the outside world that hoped hadn’t desecrated this sacred land.

Then she finally arrived at the stone. It stood tall- maybe even taller than she had once realized. Its exterior was jaded–chips having fallen off from years of weather conditioning. And in a traditional fashion, your initials were etched into its face. Your name, your birthday and the day of your passing. Each letter and number is rough around the edges, but perfect as its own; much like you.

Flowers were scattered around the marked grave. Much of them came from friends that had specifically come down to visit and pay respects to you. There were postcards from Jules; she believed that in some way, they might make it to you somehow. There were stuffies from Rue who knew of your unhealthy obsession with said items. Lexi left some of your favourite books from your guys’ friendship being built from that.

But Maddy had nothing to offer. Perhaps she thought her visit was enough considering the time she’d pushed to avoid the inevitable.

Exhaling heavily, she forced a smile. “Hey, baby.”

She sat beside the grave with the faint outline of where it had been dug. She clasped her hands together, saying, “I would ask you how you were doing, but I think we both know that would just be stupid of me.”

Painful silence. She didn’t know what to say. What was there to honestly say? You had given up. Maybe you lost sight of the beauty in this world. Lost all hope for society and decided to clock out before you saw anything get worse. Or maybe you had been depressed the whole time but she was too blind to see it. People wore masks–some of who no one would expect. Maybe you were a part of that few.

But since you left, she tried to keep to what she had been before you left–be the person that you loved. So, she wasn’t going to try and beat around the bush with any fruitless questions or statements. “I want to say you left because you couldn’t handle living anymore. But somehow-” she laughed, shaking her head. “-something tells me your sick mind thought that becoming one with the earth was beautiful, huh? I mean, we both know that’s how your mind worked.”

In some way, with your passing, she felt like she had finally grown as close as she could get to you. With your family left in shambles from your death, Maddy had taken it upon herself to be the one to pack your belongings up. Place your clothes in boxes, trinkets in boxes, and all the little handwritten notes that lined your walls. And on the final day, there was only one poem left and she just sat in the center of your room and stared at it. Then she cried. Harder than she ever thought she could. She screamed and fought against the harsh grasp of reality that was; once she took that final paper, you were officially gone. You would be gone from her life forever.

But from time to time, when she came down to Highland to visit her parents, she stopped by your family’s house. She had dinner with them, talked about life, made plans for future holidays and then she would ask to look at the boxes.

There would always be a silence that fell over the kitchen. The uneven breaths from your mother who would purse her lips, forcing a broken smile that could crack as she grabbed Maddy’s hands and hold them tightly. Which would always be contradictory because of the tears in her eyes. And your mom would always say, “Honey, don’t ever feel like you need to ask.”

And your dad would sit there quietly, avoiding eye contact that could betray the tough exterior he had to keep. When, in fact, the wound of your passing was still fresh and it would always stay that way. No child is supposed to go before their parents.

But you did. You defied every expectation; good and bad. You believed in most people who didn’t deserve it. You found lessons in situations you had labelled, “misconstrued control”. Each of those lessons made you grow and in any way you could, you tried to pass this knowledge on to others. But you gave up and in Maddy’s mind and that substituted everything else out. Your action to leave so soon was unforgivable to her.

You gave up when things were getting good for the two of you. When your guys’ story was starting to pick up make things interesting.

“I started reading some of those poems you had taped up on your walls.” A faint smile twitched on her lips. “They almost looked like etchings of thoughts you never said to me.” Maddy’s lips trembled. She remembered clearing out your room and spending hours sitting in the center of that room. Unable to take her eyes off of all the deep and meaningful quotes that you were so infatuated with. If she’d known that she returned to your house in her dreams, finding you standing and staring at each poem with a smile, she would’ve never laid a foot inside that room.

Bowing her head slightly as she swayed. Sniffling harshly, she said, “If you must die, I’ll envy even the earth that wraps around your body.” Her tearful eyes lifted to the inscription of your name carved meaningfully into the boulder. Face twisting with her voice giving way. “And I fucking miss you, Y/n. I hate knowing something else will give you warmth when I could’ve filled that spot for you.”

Her voice cracked. A sob fell from her lips. “I shouldn’t be sad. You fucking left me!” She fell to her hands, slowly lowering herself where blades of grass brushed across her rosy cheeks that kissed the earth. Her body trembled as she sought the feeling of your arms once more. Fingers delving into the dirt, hoping to find your hands interlocking with hers the further she reached. “But I want you here. Even in my dreams, I just want one more day with you.”

It was a distant and unforgeable wish, she knew that. But she was desperate. She had to wake up most nights and cry herself back to sleep because that would be the only way to reunite with you once more. Through the pain, she was healed by your smile. And she trying to find a middle ground between acceptance and refusal.

But that was the thing–no one can have both. When someone is gone, we can’t do anything to bring them back. And with time, we will heal. It’ll hurt like hell and it’ll feel like that wound will always be open, but that’s what comes with acceptance. And when we least expect it, when we find someone that makes our hearts skip a beat like the person before once did, we’ll realize how far we’ve come. How much pain we were able to take and keep moving forward.

It's a sign to try again.

And it hurt Maddy to admit it, but she wanted to keep going. Keep you close to her heart, but far enough that she was allowed to think about the good times instead of the worst.

And what helped was for her to think about how your mind worked–your beliefs that she never could wrap her head around. With time, she learned more about herself and where she stood on the unappreciated qualities of life and the world she lived in. Maddy believed that in some alternate reality, the both of you were still together and thriving. And acknowledging that was beautiful in its own way because she got to experience it for some time–a small sliver compared to a counterpart, but still a gift. But a different version of her would feel it until her last breath.

Something like that was poetic, wasn’t it?

#maddy perez euphoria #alexa demie #maddy perez x gn!reader #maddy perez x gn reader #maddy perez imagine #maddy perez fanfiction #maddy perez angst #maddy perez x reader #maddy perez #euphoria #euphoria fanfiction #euphoria imagine #euphoria maddy perez #x gender neutral reader #x gn!reader #x gn reader #x reader

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genuinerio · 2 years

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SAME OLD LOVE ↠ 「 RUE BENNETT 」

PROLOGUE I.

PAIRINGS: Rue Bennett x OC! (romantic), Maddy Perez x OC! (platonic, siblings), Cassie Howard x OC! (platonic), Lexi Howard x OC! (platonic), Chris McKay x OC! (platonic), Nate Jacob x OC! (platonic)

WORDS: 1,414.

NOTES: It’s official! My intense and committed love for River and Martha and their relationship has inspired me to write Jackie and Rue’s relationship. Also, I decided to make some changes and so I changed my OC’s name to Jackie and wrote her as Maddy’s sibling instead.

SUMMARY: Jackie Noelle Perez is not the stereotypical party girl, everyone wants to believe she is, the beloved brunette is quite the kindest person in her town. Throughout such an uncertain environment that she and older sister, Maddy grew up in, Jackie was someone that was wary of certain people but still tried her best to be kind. Sometimes, to most people especially those who crushed on her, her kind nature could be at fault of her flirtatious personality. The girl always loved to have a good time and with her sister, they met and became friends with Cassie and her sister, Lexi. Throughout this whole ordeal however, this resulted in her meeting the infamous, Rue Bennett, someone she had no idea she would fall for let alone love and trust someone that she didn’t trust yet.

TAGLIST: @shycollectionwolfstuff

JACKIE NOELLE PEREZ, was known for being quite the passionate and artistic girl, she was one of the most well known, highly liked and popular girls at her school for exactly that. In fact, with the connections her and her sister had as well as being best friends with both Kat and Cassie, three of her best friends and apart of the popular clique in her high school, she along with her friends were considered one of the queen bees by those who would see her as so with the stereotypical movie tropes.

Despite what others would accuse especially considering she was a confident woman, Jackie had been one of the sweetest and kindest girls in town. She was very welcoming and offered comfort to every person she had met.

As a matter of fact, Jackie had been very comforting to her on-again, off-again girlfriend, Rue Bennett. Someone whom she had quite a close friendship which eventually had turned into a relationship as the two began to develop romantic feelings for one another because of this obvious closeness.

But despite how much Jackie had loved and cared for Rue, she couldn’t handle the fact that Rue had developed a drug addiction which ultimately, had caused very nasty arguments which led to numerous breakups and makeups, a relationship that her sister and best friend, Maddy had known all too well.

Drug addiction was just a real cruel tragedy to Jackie, she already had lost a loved one to drug abuse and Jackie couldn’t bear to lose Rue either to this drug abuse because if she did, she would never be able to forgive herself for what wasn’t even her fault to begin with in the first place.

And despite the fact that Jackie was no saint herself considering that she loved to smoke marijuana, drink alcohol and party, she never went overboard nor ever partook in doing harder drugs than marijuana.

The brunette knew that truly, she could love Rue all she wanted but there would be a point that even that wouldn’t do or stop anything, the troubled Rue had to change for herself.

Throughout the times in her childhood, she had witnessed substance addiction with the notion of her own father who was an alcoholic. Noticing the effect of how much that impacts a person let alone a relationship broke her heart.

Because of some past heartbreaks, Jackie couldn’t help but be fearful of being open with people she could at times be so unsure of but as she learned that not everyone is your worst enemy nor against you but rather, they care and love you and just want the best for you which helped break the emotional barrier of being so closed off and more open to certain people she was close with.

When Maddy and herself became friends and were introduced to Cassie Howard and her younger sister, Lexi that was when everything changed. The two sisters had eventually introduced the two to Lexi’s best friend, Rue Bennett. Jackie could never believe that she could be caught up and love someone else in a truly romantic way, considering that she was known for being a complete party girl who was afraid of commitment nor would be capable of being such a romantic person as people always felt that there was nobody that she loved more than herself or her family and friends.

However, with amazing highs in a relationship came also extremely amounts of lows for them, the two would have huge arguments over jealousy due to Jackie’s flirtatious personality, Rue’s drug addiction and the distance Jackie gave Rue which definitely hurt Rue considering how deeply in love she was with her.

As much as she didn’t want to break Rue’s heart, there were numerous times of noticing the immense change in personality of Rue due to how bad her drug addiction became, Jackie could not bare to see her like this which resulted in Jackie distancing herself from her girlfriend and in multiple attempts of said arguments and ultimatums, she couldn’t help but feel that the only chance they had in surviving this relationship was various breakups and breaks in the relationship which eventually, they made up in.

For what Jackie deemed as the final attempt to get Rue to receive help, she felt that breaking up was the best decision she made especially when discussing with Maddy and this she felt was the final breakup.

Jackie was going to stick to her word this time around, she’s aware how many times that she said that but then, got back together with Rue but this time, she was serious and Jackie wouldn’t consider a chance of their reconciliation until Rue would accept that she had a problem and get herself help.

The recent breakup had completely devastated Rue and had left her in a total heartbreaking state. The girl could not believe that their relationship was truly over this time around especially since it was an unwanted split and something she didn’t expect whatsoever.

As a way to try to accept such news, Rue had abused various drugs as a sort of coping mechanism in losing Jackie since she was still very much in love with the beloved redhead.

Through abusing more drugs, Rue felt that it would help but it truly only made things worse for her especially in her addiction as the thought of her no longer having her girl to stand beside her, being her refuge, it was clearly the beginning of the end for her.

With endless amount of drugs, it left Rue in such an unfortunate fate, battling whether she would live or die with the cause of a drug overdose, something Jackie couldn’t help but believe was truly her fault if she hadn’t left her, she’d still be okay.

In the midst of Jackie’s act of grieving over their relationship ending which happened over the summer, she retreated back to her party girl and flirtatious ways, something that she had already been doing but this time went more into extreme lengths than all the other times.

The woman felt that it would be in the best idea and interest if she didn’t focus on a romantic relationship afterwards as her way was to explore and keep her options open.

In her way of thinking, dealing with a breakup with someone she still loved was as painful as if she was to accidentally toy with someone’s feelings which was something people secretly deemed to be true of her.

Jackie had been seen as someone who could make everyone fall in love with her oftentimes all in the same minute which was also thanks to her flirty nature and her genuine aura.

Despite the various times that Jackie would see her relationship with Rue to be truly over, it was clear for those who knew the truth that it so would not be. By intending to try to do so, Jackie would hookup and try to pursue other relationships with whoever she could sense was worth her time.

At the end of it, despite any relationship that they each had which was more of Jackie than Rue, they would always find their way back to each other, the two had that same old love.

DANNA PAOLA as JACKIE NOELLE PEREZ.

ARIANA GREENBLATT as YOUNG JACKIE.

EUPHORIA CAST as THEIR RESPECTIVE CHARACTERS.

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honeybear-yammy · 1 year

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𝐄𝐮𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

↳ Rue Bennett

↳ Maddy Perez

↳ Cassie Howard

↳ Jules Vaughn

↳ Lexi Howard

↳ Kat Hernandez

↳ Nate Jacobs

↳ Fezco

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bimb0fy · 1 month

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— 03; i watched you change

pairings; luke castellan x hephaestus!reader

warnings; kissing, angst at the end, dark!luke, choking, mentions of swords, swearing, violent tendencies.

summary; luke castellan was always a saint, it was a wonder how he would date a hephaestus girl over the dozens of aphrodite girls wrapped around his finger, he saw you, and he loved you for it. you'd be an idiot if you said you didn't love him to, but something was going on, he was. changing.

word count; 2.07k words.

a/n; a part is kinda inspired by that one scene of nate jacobs and maddie perez, yes the one where he choked her, also I am on my last stray since I finished, then tumble deleted the whole thing which I loved, alsooo uh sorry for the late upload i had so many exams :((.

masterlist!! | navigation!!

i. I love everything you do, when you call me fucking dumb for the stupid shit I do.

— high-school sweethearts, melanie martinez.

You smiled as you sat down at the breakfast table, your hair in a bun and your were still in your pj's. It was your day off so you decided to take breakfast, then snuggle up to your new boyfriend's, Luke, cabin.

"Hey mender." Luke said as he sat down beside you, kissing your cheek as you smiled, you took a bite of your mac and cheese, Luke's hand wrapped around you.

"So, tell me, how's the best swordsman at camp huh?" You joked as he smiled. You both took your scraps, placing it into the fire before walking off back to the hermes cabin.

Even though most of the Campers lived in the hermes cabin, it somehow was always empty during the morning, most people going back during either lunch or at the end of the day.

So here you were, on the bed with Luke's mouth latched onto your neck.

Ever since that night, Luke was addicted to you, the way you tasted, the sweet noises that erupted your mouth whenever he touched that one spot on your skin.

"Luke. You'll make marks!" You giggled as he laughed, slowly raises his head to look at you.

"Too late baby." He winked before rasing your shirt, pressing soft kisses to your stomach as you laughed. You playfully shoved him as he smiled, looking up and laying down beside you, moving his hand so you'd lay on his chest. "Fine. You win mender."

"No way, I beat the Luke Castellan?" You teased as he rolled his eyes, placing a soft kiss to your forhead before taking out a scrap book you had made and a Polaroid.

"Cmon let's get your first win into our amazing book of memories." He snaped a picture as you giggled, he smiled at the picture as he glued it on.

Her first win!!

Luke castellan gets beat up by a woman half his size. NOT CLICKBATE. CANON EVENT!!

Baby wtf.

Luke closes the book, taking the pen and placing it on top of the book as he turned back to face you. He watched as you traced soft patterns onto his hand. "I love everything you do. You're mine, and I love that."

He pushed your hair to the side to see your giggling face. You couldn't help but smile, kissing his lips. "I'm all yours."

He grabbed your waist, pushing you down onto the mattress as you groaned. "Luke-. I have to go to work."

"And suddenly my names work." He jokes as he hugged your waist, placing soft kisses onto your neck. You giggled before wrapping your arms around the boy. "You mean the world to me. You know that right?"

"I know luke. I know." You whispered as you played with his hair. You sat in silence, playing with his hair as he closed his eyes, falling asleep on your chest. "Ten minutes."

Luke smiled at your words as he hugged you tighter. "Thirty and you got yourself a deal."

ii. just trust me, you'll be fine.

— end of beginning, djo

Chris smiled as he passed by you. It was weird being the center of attention now, everyone needed to figure out the hot gossip about Luke Castellan's new girlfriend, and to their shock, she wasn't an aphrodite girl.

Everyone knew that Hephaestus' daughters were rather, boyish, only because there were very little, being surrounded by men in a job that most people would assume a man to do was well, difficult.

Luke saw you. He saw who you were. Not what your sibling saw, not what camp saw. He saw what he wanted to see, and that was all of you.

You sat down by the docks, the same docks of that night. You two would always meet up there to catch up and spend time together, but here you were, an hour later still sitting alone on the dock.

You started to give up, standing up to walk away but you heard Luke's faint calls. You turned around to find a man you almost didn't recognise.

The once shining Luke had eyebags under his eyes that were bigger than yours. He was wearing sweatpants and a tank top, yet you could see tracs of sweat around it. He wasn't out of breath so he hadn't ran, maybe he did, what was going on?

"Luke? Heavens have you been sleeping?" You asked him as he held your hands away from his face. He gave he a small smile.

"I'm fine." He rasped. You shook your head, holding onto his cheek as you looked at him. "Don't."

"Luke." you scoffed as he shoved your arms off of him. You had a pained expression on your face, hugging yourself with your jacket as you looked at him. He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose before walking towards you, placing his hands onto your shoulders.

"I'm sorry I'm just, really tired." Luke muttered before hugging you. "And I'm sorry I was late, I uh, took a nap after training and lost track of time I suppose."

You hugged back, he quickly carried you which caused you to squeal as he set you down onto the dock. He smiled as he sat down in front of you, the picnic basket empty as he chuckled. "Someone was hungry."

"And someone was late." You giggled as he dramatically rolled his eyes, he smiled before taking your hand in his, looking out to the lake, clearly thinking about something. "Are you okay Luke?"

You waited for a response but he just stared out. You were starting to get worried, what the hell was going on? "Luke?"

"hm?" He said as he turned back to you. You could feel his arms tense around you, his breath hitched as you said his name. You needed to know what was going on.

"You know you can talk to me. Right baby?" You asked the boy who kissed your cheek before turning to the soft waves.

You didn't understand why he was keeping secrets from you, were you that bad? Were you not as supporting as you thought you were?

"I know mender. I know." He whispered in your ear as you melted into his grasp. A smile on your face.

He's fine, he says he's fine so he has to be. Right?

iii. Was it my August? Shit, I don't remember

— Gone gone/thank you, Tyler the creator.

"Where is he?" You asked Chris as he sat quietly, playing with his food. You glared at him, leaning onto the table as you glared at him, your eyes glowing orange, fire swimming in them.

Luke had been ignoring you for two weeks now, you had no clue if it was because you did something wrong, and if you did, you wanted to solve it.

That was until Max, your brother, had told you that he was giving Stacy Evans, aphrodite's prettiest daughter, extra sword fighting lessons.

"Hermes cabin bathroom." Chris muttered as you hummed in approval, walking off to find Luke.

Ever since your last interaction on the beach, you haven't seen him. Some would say you were worried, and if the right person asked, you were worried.

Little did you know, that Luke wasn't running from you. He was protecting you. From himself.

He did know how, how the he'll could everything about you agitate him. He hated it, he hated how every time he heard your name, he wanted to punch someone.

He hated how whenever he saw you laughing with your brothers, he wanted to smash your head against the wall, he wanted to hurt you.

He didn't know why. Why you out of everyone. You were a Saint, you were perfect to him, perfect for him. Suddenly, without warning now he's ignoring you.

You loved Luke, and Luke loved you, but now. Even at the mention of you, he wanted to stab you with his sword and watch you bleed.

You knocked on the door, hearing shuffling as you waited for him. Your eyes widened as you heard muttering coming from the other end of the door.

You barged in, finding Luke huddled up over the sink, clearly irritated by you. You glanced at the sword on the bathroom counter.

"What the fuck is wrong with you mender! You can't just barge into the men's bathroom." He spat out as you scoffed, you locked the door, walking towards him.

"What the fuck is wrong with me? What's wrong with you?!" You spat out as he let out an agitated sigh, clutching the sinks frame as his eye twitched. You shoved him to look at you, his breathe staggering as he stared at you.

"You know you're a real shit boyfriend you know! Missing out breakfast because im there, wow I mean. Master of communi-fucking-cation right!" You laughed as you watched his reaction. His eye twitched more, his mouth agap as he panted, he was controlling himself. He was on his last straw.

He wasn't even listening to what you were saying now. He was just trying to keep his thoughts at bay, he couldn't hurt you. If je hurts you, it was over.

"You really are your father's son huh?!" You spat out, that was all it took for him to lose his sense of control. He grabbed you by the throat, shoving you into the wall as he smashed your head against the wall, before wrapping his hand around your neck again.

He lifted you up, you kicked your feet as you tried to pry him off, stopping as he shoves you against the wall again, clearly agitated by the fact that you tried to pry him off.

"What the fuck is wrong with you. Don't you ever say that again you little bitch." He Luke spat. An evil laugh escaped his lips as he leaned in to face you. "You really are a pathetic whore huh. No wonder your mom left you."

Soft cries left your lips as he tightened his grip around your throat. You started to feel nauseous as you found it harder to breathe. Clawing at his hands.

"L...Luke..." You struggled under him, even though he was two times your size, even though you had no chance against him. You watched as the darkness in his eyes was replaced by realisation.

He let go, allowing you to fall on your knees as you sobbed and panted. The air suddenly returning to your lungs. Luke hovered over you, panting as he realised who was on her knees before him.

"Y/n." He breathed out, you shook your head at the mention of your name. He sighed grabbing a rag and before wetting it and holding it out for you.

You took it, holding it against the bruises that already formed.

He did it, he hurt you and he wanted to kill himself right at that moment.

"Mender. I... I." He didn't know what to say. You kept your gaze onto the floor as you cried. Unsure of what to do, what to say, as you rubbed the bruises. "Listen, I know you want to run of to Chiron and-."

"I won't. Don't worry." Your voice cracked as you looked up at him, standing up and walking to the door. But Luke's voice stopped you.

"Why?" Luke asked you as you shrugged. You hovered over the doorknob, sighing as you opened the door, leaving Luke alone in the bathroom.

He glanced at his hands, sobbing as he fell to his knees, he hurt you. He hurt you. He did the one thing he was afraid to do. The voices in his head won, he had lost you, the only thing that mattered to him.

He was weak, he allowed him to hurt you, he allowed this to happen. You were the best thing to ever happen to him, and somehow he messed it up.

You were special, not like the aphrodite girls who only cared about looks and who hooked up with who, most people saw him as Luke Castellan, most popular guy at camp.

In your eyes, he was Luke Castellan, another mediocre privileged guy, but he was yours, and you loved him for the good and bad in him.

Don't cry my child, it'll be over soon.

#x reader #luke castellan #fanfic #luke castellan x you #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan x hephaestus!reader #pjo series #percy jackson #pjo x reader #pjo tv show #pjo fandom #luke castellan angst #luke castellan pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #angst #charlie bushnell x reader #charlie bushnell

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jazzsonly · 7 months

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ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴏꜰꜰ

pairing(s): maddy perez x fem!reader (no pronouns used.)

warning(s): angst? arguing? none technically. old fic meaning old ass writing.

summary: you can't understand why Maddy won't save your failing relationship

part two. (coming soon!)

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you were laid against fezco's couch while you, him, and rue shared a blunt. tv on, with a random movie blaring from it. you don't know, you weren't really paying attention. maddy was clouding your mind as she usually did.

you had your sixth argument alone this week. you were tired—you couldn't understand. everything was fine. you were fine—more than fine, you were happy. so was maddy or at least you thought because all she seemed to do was start an argument lately. the weirdest part: she'd get even more mad when you tried to deescalate the situation and understand her.

"i think jules is cheating on me." rue announced, blowing smoke from her nose.

"oh word?" fezco let out while I was hummed in response.

was that it? was maddy cheating on you? no. you held her too high to think of her doing that.

"she’a been hanging with elliot a lottt." rue dragged her words.

"maybe you should ask her..." you trail off.

“you know, communicate.”

"yea’ that's word. communication is key." you both turn to fezco.

"when have you been in a relationship?" rue asked the question you were both thinking.

"don’t worry about me—I know a little some." you snort, you loved fez. you knew if you needed anything he had you.

"yo, there's this weird ass old guy out back." everyone looked at ashtray who held a shotgun in his hands.

"fuck, man."

fez stood and turned to both of you, "y'all should head out."

you didn't ask any questions, standing up you made your way to the door. rue behind you as well, grumbling about how she was comfortable.

"you need a ride?" you asked the Bennett.

"nah I got a bike."

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maddy's house was on the way to yours so you figured why not stop by. you weren't in the mood to argue so you thought maybe you could get her relaxed and watch a movie.

you knocked on the door a totaled or three times before her mom open it,

"y/n?" she seemed oddly surprised to see you.

"hey mrs.perez, is maddy here?"

"yeah, she's in her room." she pointed to the familiar stairs, stepping aside to let you.

you followed the route upstairs, knocking on the bedroom door twice before peaking your head in. maddy on her bed, phone to her ear. her eyes met you face and she rolled her eyes before telling whoever (assumed Cassie) on the phone she'd call them later.

"hey—I was on my way home and wanted to stop by, hope you don't min—

"come here." you followed, closing the door behind you. surprisingly, she pulled you into a hug, after placing a kiss on the corner of your mouth.

"listen, I don't wanna argu—

"were you smoking?" she questioned, sniffing your shirt that had a light scent of weed.

"yeah, just a little." you mutter already having an idea where this was going.

"you've been doing it a lot—and you've been hanging with rue."

"i’m not on that shit, maddy. just some weed and light drinking. just to relax." you huff at her accusation.

"drinking too? what? you gonna end of like my dad AND rue?" here you go.

"maddy—"

"you’re so fucking selfish." here come the insults.

“i do it because of you!" you blurt of out, voice rising.

"me? no you do because you're fucking self and only think about yourself. god—i should've known when i found you were friends with rue and fez."

you perk up, pointing your finger. “they're good people. don’t you fucking look down on them."

you weren't normally defensive but you weren't gonna let her shit talk your people.

"look, maddy, i didn't come here for this shit. so call me when you get your head on right, bro." you stood, trying to exit of the door you came in but maddy’s hand caught your wrist.

"stay."

"i just—

"we can watch a movie." she gave you doe eyes and you contemplated for a second.

if you stay you know you'd probably argue again but there's also a chance you can be civil. but that was a 75 to 35 ratio

"please, baby."

you sigh, sitting back down.

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Her First & Her Future

Maddy Perez x Reader

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings: Angst, slight substance abuse (weed), Nate Jacobs, physical assault

Summary: Y/n Jacobs and Maddy Perez had something special. It wasn't long before Nate noticed and decided he wanted what Y/n had. Though Maddy ends up with Nate it seems like she can't get Y/n off her mind.

An: Someone said a Maddy series and I am a lady of the people so buckle up. I will say I intentionally changed some of the timeline of the series to fit better, hope yall still enjoy it.

Pt. 2 Pt.3 Pt.4

Masterlist

Y/n knew Maddy more than she was supposed to. They had been friends before Maddy started dating her brother. The beginning of her relationship with Nate was the end of the friendship between the two.

It wasn't the obvious betrayal it seemed to be. There was probably something in the code of friendship about dating each other's siblings. However this was deeper.

Y/n had held Maddy through cold nights. She had consoled her whenever she was going through it with her parents. Y/n loved Maddy.

Maddy loved Y/n too. She would make sure the girl ate because she always forgot. She made Y/n smile through the tears Nate had caused her. Maddy even held Y/n through the hot summer days.

They were young lovers. They had been each other's first. Y/n was familiar with every inch of Maddy's body. She knew things about it that even the other girl didn't. Y/n knew how to get Maddy's body to sing three part harmonies with a single touch.

Nate couldn't do that, Y/n was certain. There were only two things Nate had that Y/n didn't; a penis and an ego.

His ego wasn't even real. It came from a place of insecurity. Yet he was the one that Maddy had chosen to be with. He was the one holding her now. He got to be her future whereas Y/n was stuck being her first.

It wasn't fair. Nate already had everything. He was the favorite child, the popular boy, the star quarterback. He could've had any girl, but he chose the one he'd known would hurt Y/n.

Maddy never told Y/n that she and Nate were dating. The girl found out with every other person at the school. As soon as she saw the pair walking down the hallway, she left the premises. She skipped the rest of that school day.

She began to softly spiral. Y/n didn't like hard drugs. She didn't like pills or coke or anything too dangerous. The girl did like to get high on occasion.

Seeing Nate with Maddy was unbearable unless Y/n was high. She became a regular pothead. She smoked every day, working overtime to make sure the smell didn't stick around her too much.

Her friends began taking notice. They were worried for the girl. The only one who knew about why the girl had suddenly become so dependent on cannabis was Lexi.

" Have you guys seen Y/n?"

" Not since earlier when we were all together, why?"

Lexi shook her head and continued searching for her friend. She ended up accidentally bumping into Nate on her way outside.

" Have you seen your sister?"

He shook his head," She's been ditching a lot lately. No idea where."

" Since when does Y/n ditch?" Maddy asked from beside her boyfriend.

Lexi rolled her eyes," I think you can piece it together."

She continued walking past the couple. Maddy's posture dropped for a second before Nate squeezed her hand. She held her head high and continued walking the halls.

Lexi found Y/n under the bleachers by the football field. The girl was laying flat on her back with her arms and legs stretched out.

" Jesus Christ, Y/n."

Slowly the girl's head turned to Lexi, her eyes an unnatural hue of red. " I think my heart is going to explode."

" You're missing class again."

" Who cares?"

Lexi sat on the grass next to Y/n. " I care because now I'm missing class too."

" I'm sorry." Y/n did her best to sit up, her breathing was extremely shallow.

" I hate seeing you like this." She places her hand on top of Y/n's.

Y/n looks straight ahead," I just don't want to feel anything anymore."

" Don't say that," Lexi squeezes Y/n's hand.

Y/n head hangs," It's the truth. Nothing feels good, Lexi. I'm not safe at school, I'm not safe at home, she's going to be there, with him, wherever I go."

Lexi looks at her friend, thinking of her next move very carefully. The hand that rests on Y/n's moves. It trails up the girl's arm to her face, lightly cupping her cheek.

This catches Y/n's attention. She leans into Lexi's touch, her intoxication leading her.

" You don't need her to feel good," Lexi pauses, her thumbs swiping over Y/n's bottom lip," Anyone can make you feel good."

" Lexi-"

The brunette kisses Y/n. Her lips move experimentally against her friend's. The young Howard straddles Y/n as they continue to kiss.

It's easy for Y/n to get caught up in her high state. The sensation of Lexi's warm lips on hers enough to silence the alarms going off in the back of her mind. It's not until Lexi's hips roll on Y/n, that the alarms start ringing loudly.

Y/n pulls back," What're we doing?"

Lexi's face is flushed, her chest heaves up and down," I don't know."

Her thumbs swipes at Y/n's lip again, trying to remove the trace of lipstick that she left there.

" So this is why you were looking for her."

Lexi tries to remove herself from Y/n, but the pothead locks her arms around Lexi's waist. In this state she could care less about her brother and Maddy's reaction.

" It's not really any of your business is it?" Y/n responds to the girl.

Maddy looks furious while Nate seems indifferent. The look the Latina has on her face is enough to scare Lexi, but Y/n stays unphased.

Y/n unhooks her arms from around Lexi, to get to her feet. Her vision is a little blurry and her footing isn't the best, but all that matters to her is that she is standing.

" You can barely stand," Nate points out.

" I'm fine," Y/n shoots back at him.

Nate glances at Lexi and then back at Y/n," It's fine that you're spaced out, but she's not."

Y/n scoffed," Lexi isn't like that. She wouldn't take advantage of me just because I'm not sober."

Before anyone could say anything else, Y/n is walking away from the bleachers." Let's go, Lex."

Lexi doesn't look at the couple, instead follows after Y/n.

" I'm going to take you home, there's no way you can go to class like this." Lexi takes Y/n's hand and drags her to the parking lot.

She struggles, but eventually gets Y/n into the car. The drive to Y/n's is quick and quiet. Lexi went to get out of the car but Y/n grabbed her wrist.

" Why'd you kiss me?"

" Because," she let out a sigh, " words are never enough for you."

Y/n nodded, she slowly leaned over to the driver's side of the car," It felt pretty good Lex."

Lexi took that as her sign to hop out of the car. Y/n's passenger door opened soon after. The Jacobs girl walked around the car to meet Lexi face to face.

" Y/n, you're my best friend and I love you, but I can't."

Y/n brought her chin down to rest on Lexi's shoulder," I'm sorry, I'm all fucked up."

Lexi wraps her arms around the girl," It's ok, let's just get you inside."

Lexi helped Y/n get inside and took her to her room. Y/n face planted on the bed, her body still tingling from the weed.

" You can go back to school, Lex. I'll be fine," she mumbled against her bedsheets.

" Are you sure?"

" Ya I'll be fine."

Lex looked at her friend, face down on the bed. She was hesitant to leave her in this state. This reminded her of her other friend. For a moment she was scared of addiction taking over another person she cared about.

" Y/n, be careful ok?"

The girl on the bed nodded. She felt herself drifting into a deep sleep.

Lexi looked at her one more time, before returning to school.

It had only been an hour since Lexi left when Y/n awoke to a pounding on her front door. The doorbell was ringing obsessively to accompany the banging. She was still groggy from her nap as she went to get the door.

When she opened it, she found Maddy standing on her porch.

" Nate is at school, " she tried to shut the door in Maddy's face, but the Latina wasn't having it. She pushed past Y/n and made her way into the house.

" What, trying to kick me out because your bitch is here?"

" What are you talking about? "

Maddy glares at the girl, " Lexi. Lexi Howard, my best friend's sister. You think you're funny, don't you?"

Y/n's mind begins to clear, " There's nothing going on between me and Lexi."

Maddy's hand lays on her hip," Oh really? Then what was that under the bleachers"

Y/n glared back at the girl, " Are you really doing this right now? Maddy it's none of your business. You're my brother's girlfriend. That's it. I don't care if you saw me fucking her in my room, it doesn't have shit to do with you."

" You know that's a fucking lie. I'm more than just your brother's girlfriend."

" No, you're not. You made your choice Maddy, and it wasn't me, " Y/n told her making her way back to her room.

Maddy was hot on her trail." Y/n, you know I care about you."

Y/n began to laugh," Yes, of course because everyone who cares about me fucks my brother behind my back. "

" It wasn't like that. "

" Then what was it like Madeleine," she cringed when Y/n used her full name," All I know is that we had something. Then all of a sudden we didn't because you wanted Nate."

" Y/n-"

Y/n chuckled as she sat on her bed, " I loved you. So much and... my fucking brother. Out of all the people."

Maddy doesn't know how to respond. There's nothing really she can say to fix this. " It just happened Y/n, please. I would never hurt you like this. You know me."

" I thought I did, but I was wrong. You don't get how fucked up this is Maddy. After you're done fucking my brother, you call me. You blow up my phone because you feel guilty. You want me to sit here and take all of this disrespect, but I just can't."

Maddy has tears pricking at her eyes, but Y/n won't look at her.

" Y/n, I love you."

Y/n shut her eyes tight. " You can't possibly love me. Not after all you put me through, Maddy."

Maddy makes her way over to Y/n. She gently cups the other girl's face. Y/n keeps her eyes closed.

" Baby, please."

Y/n began to shake her head," I just can't Maddy."

Y/n placed her hand over Maddy's and removed it from her face.

It was over then. Maddy walked out of the room. Y/n's back hit the mattress and tears slid down her face.

Months pass and Y/n has a front row seat to just how toxic Nate and Maddy are for each other. Most of the time she's too high to see all of the details.

What she does notice is the obnoxious gifts that Nate is always buying for Maddy. The way the girl always wears his gifts out to school the next day. Y/n thinks of her as his barbie doll in that sense. He gets to dress her up like he wants and she gets a new wardrobe.

She keeps her distance from them, as much as she can. However, they live in a small town and she can't avoid them forever.

" No weed tonight, you promised," Lexi is quick to rip the joint out of Y/n's hand.

Y/n didn't fret, just sighed as they walked through the carnival.

" Fine, but you owe me the time of my life tonight ."

Lexi nudges Y/n's shoulder, "When have I ever let you down?"

Y/n smiles at the brunette, "Never, you're a ride or die."

The night is fun for the most part, but it takes a turn when Y/n and Lexi meet up with Cassie and the other's. The weird energy had made Y/n want to take a smoke break.

Lexi might've taken a joint, but Y/n had more than one on her. With the excuse of a bathroom break, she breaks away from the strange group.

She looks for a secluded place to smoke. That's when she sees them. Nate stalks towards Maddy, who was cowering in fear. It wasn't her business, but when Nate's hands wrapped around Maddy's throat it became her business.

With adrenaline running through her veins Y/n quickly approached the pair. Her hands quickly closed around Nate's waist and she threw the boy to the ground. He was quickly on his feet.

" What the fuck is wrong with you, Nathaniel?"

Y/n saw her brother's fists clenching by his sides. His eyes shifted over to Maddy's as he expected her to defend him.

" I don't care what she says, I know what I saw. I know the type of person you are. So go cool off Nate," Y/n's eyes never left his as she spoke.

He took one more glance at Maddy, but then stalked off. As soon as he was out of sight Y/n was quick to turn her attention to Maddy.

Y/n's eyes shot straight for the bruises forming around Maddy's neck. She wanted to be in disbelief, but she knew her brother. He'd always been violent.

" He'll keep hurting you if you let him," it was a whisper.

" I know," she says back softly.

Y/n offers her hand," Let me take you home."

Maddy shakes her head," I'm good."

Y/n takes Maddy's hand in her's, " Maddy, you're not good."

At those words, Maddy collapses in the other girl's arms. Her body shakes with sobs. Y/n holds her tightly, only now fully grasping what happened.

She keeps Maddy's hand in hers and guides her out of the secluded area. Against Maddy's previous wishes, Y/n ends up taking her home.

Maddy's house is empty when they arrive. They went straight up to her room. Maddy tries to pull herself together, wiping the tears from her eyes. Y/n fidgets as she waits for the girl to say something. The need to smoke quickly returned to her system.

" You're scratching like an addict," Maddy breaks the silence.

" I'm nervous."

" And you want to smoke."

Y/n meets the girl's eyes," Maddy is now really the time? He choked you, what would have happened if I wasn't there?"

" It doesn't matter, I'm fine."

Y/n raised her voice," That's bullshit! He put his hands on you, Maddy. That's something he could go to jail for. It's assault."

" I'm not pressing charges."

Y/n's mouth drops open," I don't know how to help you. I just don't understand what you see in him. He's just toxic."

" And you aren't? "

Y/n voice dangerously falters," What did you just say to me?"

" There's that famous Jacob's temper, I know so well."

Y/n blinks at the girl a few times. " Nate is my brother by blood, not by choice. Maybe we're more similar than I'd like to admit, but I'd never put my hands on you. I'd never gaslight you into thinking you owe me something after buying you luxury coats. I would never break your heart like he has."

" He loves me."

Y/n snorts after Maddy says that. " No, he loves having control over you. He loves that you are his possession."

" That's not true."

" I know him better than you do. It's funny I actually know both of you better than you know each other. When he breaks your heart for the last time, I want an apology."

Y/n exits with those being her last words to Maddy. What happened between Maddy and Nate was no longer her business. She tried to get through to the girl, but it was no use.

Nate had her under his spell and there was nothing Y/n could do about it.

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