#merry Christmas btw babe and a very happy new year
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Tagged by @sealochs (thanks babe, always love these)
Last song: East side of sorrow, Zach Bryan
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#thanks love!#merry Christmas btw babe and a very happy new year#(fuck this year)#correspondence#ask games
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for a good time, call [5]
modern!rockstar!eddie munson x fem!reader
series summary: Eddie Munson is a burnt out rockstar, touring the country. When he finds a phone number written on a bathroom wall, he strikes an unusual friendship with a coffee shop barista who has no idea who he is.
warnings: 18+ cussing, smut, p in v sex, protected + unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, oral (f! receiving), dirty talk, flirting, self-doubt, mutual pining, angst, strangers to friends to lovers; lmk if i missed anything
word count: 8,2k damn
an: the final chapter!! i can't believe it's over, i'm sweating!! MERRY CHRISTMAS BABIES i hope you like it as always, pls let me know. don’t forget to reblog babes! <3
btw we can always do more blurbs and HC's about this fic, i am down for anything! and requests are open as well! mwah! also i wrote half of this on my phone sorry if it's shit
chapter four ♫ masterlist ♫ askbox
chapter five ♫♪♩·.¸¸
A lot of good things happened to Eddie last night. He closed a deal with his future new manager, starting their collaboration early in the new year when he fulfills his current contract and he would be free to leave. He had a long talk with his band when they were alone, finding out that they were also unhappy with the way things had been going on so far. Then there was the show - it was different, good. Eddie was nervous, which he hadn't felt for a long time and he was excited. He loved the show, he was happy again. Simply because he knew you were there, watching him. He wore his best outfit, played his favourite guitar that night, he even added a touch of eyeliner to his look, which is something he used to do in his early days, when he was still performing to the local drunks back home.
But then everything went to shit. They had just come off stage, tired but in high spirits. Eddie's fingers were still tingling from all the playing, a bead of sweat running down his temple as he dropped down to the couch in the middle of the dressing room. He rested his head on the back of the worn out couch and closed his eyes for a minute, just enjoying the moment. His heart was still racing, but it wouldn't calm down now, not when he was anxiously waiting for you. There was a knock on the door, Eddies eyes popped open. It's only been a minute, he didn't expect you so soon.
The door flew open and in walked a girl, but not the one he was looking for. This girl, he knew very well, though he wish he didn't. Madeline. The press had picked up a scent they were dating about a year ago, Eddie didn't have to think too hard about who might have leaked it. Yes, they actually went on a date once, but nothing ever came of it. Eddie had realized his mistake on taking her out half way through the date. She was pretty and very ambitious, but it wasn't hard to see what she was really after. Not Eddie, his heart or soul, but something she deemed more valuable - the immediate popularity she would get once she'd bag him, not to mention the money of course. He remained a gentleman throughout the date but told her in the car later, when he offered to drop her home, that nothing would ever come of this.
Eddie thought it would end there, but every once in a while, she would pop back up. He blocked her number, when she tried to call him. He even banned her from coming to his shows, so the fact that she was here right now, was unpredicted. Her wild eyes quickly meet his uncertain ones and she jumps on the couch, too close for comfort. ''Eddie! Great show, as always. You're such a rockstar.''
Eddie subtly shifted away from her, trying to put distance between them. ''Madeline, what are you doing here?''
''Came to see you, silly,'' she yakked, resting her manicured hand on his knee, unphased when he immediately pulled away.
''Look,'' he sighed. ''I appreciate that and everything, but you need to leave. I'm expecting someone.''
''Oh, who?'' she asked.
''That's not your concern.''
''So it's a girl then,'' she stated, pouting her lips.
Eddie's patience was running thin, he fought the urge to roll his eyes. ''Madeline, for the 100th time - I am not interested in you. You need to accept that.''
''I find that hard to believe, Eddie. Your body is saying something different, it's hot against mine.'' Madeline scooted closer and pressed her body against his, their thighs touching.
''Are you out of your mind? I just did a show.'' Eddie was baffled, Madeline was annoying but she usually took the hint. She was now close enough that he could see her bloodshot eyes up close, then she sniffed. She was high, he realized, probably on something stronger. From his peripheral vision, Eddie could see one of the guys walk to the door, opening it.
''No, Eddie. I've never been more sane.'' She grabbed him by the shoulders and smashed her lipgloss sticky lips onto his with enough force to knock the wind out of him, catching him totally off guard.
It took two seconds for his senses to kick back in and to push her off. He held Madeline by the elbows, keeping her at arm's length. But it was too late. He turned to the door and there you were, looking at him. He didn't have to guess that it was you, he got that same feeling he always got when he talked to you. His tummy tingled, heart swelled, but this time it was tainted with enormous remorse. Your eyes were glossy with unshed tears, lips trembling. When the first tear rolled down your cheek, you turned and disappeared back towards the exit.
Eddie shot up from the couch and chased after you, the door slamming shut behind him. ''Y/N! Wait, please!''
''Don't bother, Eddie,'' you shot back, voice strained and shaking.
''This isn't what it looks like, I swear,'' Eddie pleaded with you, catching up and stopping in front of you. ''Please, let me explain.''
''Move,'' you deadpanned, face vacant of any emotion except for the two dried streaks running down your cheeks. Eddie placed his hands on your upper arms, to stop you from leaving, which you instantly jerked away from, like you'd been burned.
''Please,'' he begged, ''give me a chance to explain everything.''
''Just let me leave, Eddie,'' you wiped your face, arms crossing in front of you. You refused to look at him and he couldn't ignore the stab in his heart.
''Give me five minutes and I will do anything you want,'' Eddie pleaded, dipping his head trying to catch your eyes.
Locking eyes with him, you relented. ''Two minutes.''
''The girl you saw was Madeline, we went out once a year ago and she's been trying to snake her way into my life ever since. I'm not interested her and never was. I don't know how she got in tonight, she's high on something and then she kissed me.''
''Her instagram said you sent her VIP tickets,'' you said.
''That's bullshit. I didn't send her anything but I think I know who did,'' he defended.
You considered his words for a moment, before unlinking your arms and straightening your back. ''Okay, your two minutes is up. Now, you said something about doing anything I wanted?''
''Yeah?'' he asked, sounding a bit hopeful.
''Don't contact me again, Eddie.'' With that, you pushed past him, leaving the arena, taking his heart with him.
.•♫•♬•
Back in your car, you drove the few miles to your apartment instead of going back to your parents' house. You didn't have the strength to face Robin or answer any questions tonight. You dragged yourself up the stairs and pushed inside, locking the door afterwards. You stood in the middle of your living room, gathering your thoughts. The silence seemed extra haunting at this moment, seeping into your bones. You sat on the couch, kicking your boots off. Lifting your legs up, you laid down on your side, pulling a sage green fleece blanket over your shivering form, pulling it up to your chin.
When you closed your eyes, the only thing you saw were their locked lips.
After a pretty sleepless night, you decided to get up when you were awoken by the booming of thunder. You'd kept on the same position the entire night, you groaned when you stretched out on the small couch. You found your purse on the floor and fished out your phone, anticipating the amount of messages or calls from Eddie, but you found nothing. Defeated, you sighed and threw it aimlessly on the cushion next to you. You didn't know why you were disappointed, you specifically told him not to contact you. Still, there was a part of you that hoped he would... what, fight for you? He respected your wishes yet it still stung.
You waited until it was an appropriate time and called Robin to fill her in on the details, telling her you would drive back shortly. She gasped when you told her how you found Eddie in his dressing room, but Cherry was the one who spoke up, indicating Robin put the phone on speaker. ''I knew it was a good choice to bring my pepper spray. That girl needs to be sprayed immediately.''
''Wait, who are you talking about?'' you asked, mouth full of buttery toast.
''Madeline, duh,'' she said matter-of-factly.
''I'm lost,'' Robin chimed in.
''Yeah, me too. Do you know her?'' you asked.
''Not personally, but I've read about her. She's a leech, only interested in being relevant.''
You thought about what Eddie said last night. He didn't invite her and she kissed him. Were you wrong about everything? No, if Madeline was only interested in fame, what would her kissing Eddie in private get her?
''It doesn't matter, I asked him not to contact me anymore and he hasn't. So, it's over.''
.•♫•♬•
Eddie was hunched over the table at breakfast, playing around with some pieces of broccoli. He didn't want to interact with anyone and he certainly didn't want anybody seeing him either, he took a good look in the mirror before and it wasn't pretty. His eyes were sunken, red rimmed from lack of sleep and overthinking. Last night was a fucking disaster. After you stormed out of the place, Eddie walked back to his dressing room, where Madeline was still perched on the couch, chatting with his manager now.
Swallowing down all of the word that were fighting to escape, instead he took a deep breath and asked Madeline to leave, threatening her with a restraining order if she ever contacted him again. It seemed to click for her, finally and she scurried out of the room.
''You sent her the tickets?'' he asked, looking straight at his soon to be former manager.
''Yes, Ed. She's pretty, could have done for some good publicity if you hadn't sent her away,'' he barely looked back at him, typing on his phone.
''You're fired.''
Looking up from his phone, he finally seemed to be alert. ''What?''
''I said, you're fired.'' Eddies fists were clenched, nostrils flared as he tried to keep his composure.
''You can't fire me, buddy, we still have a contract.''
''I'll pay you whatever I owe, with interest, just get fucking lost.''
His manager slipped his phone into his pocket and walked over to him. ''You're making a big mistake, Eddie.''
''I'd say it's the best decision I've ever made.''
''You're gonna regret this,'' his manager pointed a finger at him, stabbing it into his chest. From the corner of his eye, the other guys had joined Eddie's side.
''Doubtful,'' one of them said.
There was a tense stand off, before their manager relented and stormed out of the room, shouting something about lawyers.
Eddie sighed and fell onto the couch. He just fired his manager and they still have some shows to play, he needed to figure out what to do. But that could wait, he had more pressing matters, like how to get you back.
Eddie shook last night's memories from his mind and left the breakfast area, returning to his room. He pulled up the number for Julie, his soon to be new manager and gave her a call. Eddie was relieved when she was happy to hear from him, offering to meet up before the show and to discuss anything he needed, pro bono as she said, since she's not working for him technically, yet. Eddie had to hung up with her when there was a knock on his door. He rushed to open the door, already aware who it was.
There he stood, Wayne Munson himself, Eddie's hero. They embraced each other, Eddie breathing in his uncle's scent of cigarettes and straight black coffee. ''I'm so glad you're here.''
''Me too, kid.'' Wayne let him go and gave him a once over. ''Are you alright? You look like shit, to be blunt.''
Eddie smirked, sadly though. ''Not really.''
They sat down on Eddie's bed and he filled his uncle in on everything that had happened yesterday and prior to that too. He needed Wayne's guidance, who listened carefully and never interrupted until Eddie was finished.
''Wow,'' Wayne sighed. ''Have to say, this is an interesting way to meet someone.''
''Yeah, I... I really like this girl. I fucked up, big time,'' Eddie rubbed his hands together, only concentrating on the carpet beneath their feet.
''Don't be too hard on yourself, son. Both of you were hurt, by someone else's actions.''
''I could've stopped it though, before it even happened. I should have just kicked Madeline out as soon as I saw her. I don't- I don't know why I didn't to that.''
''People pleaser,'' Wayne smirked. ''Look, just give if a few days I say. You'll have time to process everything and think about what you really want. You have to evaluate your life, your career and find out where she fits in. I'm sure she's thinking the same thing. She has her own life and aspirations, if she wants to be with you, she'll have to make difficult choices, too.'' Wayne put a hand on Eddie's shoulder, squeezing it. Eddie looked at him and nodded along.
''So what should I do?''
''Well, if you want romantic advice from an old grump like me,'' Wayne chuckled, ''You should tell her how you feel and see what she thinks. If you let this go, you might regret it for the rest of your life. Take it from me...''
Eddie looked at his uncle, eyebrows raised in disbelief. ''You? I had no idea you-''
Wayne waved him off. ''It was ages ago, kid. Don't make the same mistake I did, is what I'm saying.''
Eddie nodded in response, taking everything in. ''Thank you. You're still coming tonight, right?'
''Wouldn't miss it for the world.''
• • • • • •
Things were looking up. After meeting with Julie, things were looking up. Eddie couldn't break his contract or obligations, but Julie did manage to postpone the rest of the shows so he and the band could have three weeks off to recharge. After the second show, Eddie spent the next day catching up with Wayne, showing him the city. He was sad when his uncle had to fly back, but grateful they had rekindled their relationship, Eddie promised to keep in touch and he had been keeping his promise.
Right now though, he was on his way to get coffee, and something else. He was as incognito as he could get, hoodie pulled over his head, glasses perched up his nose. He hadn't spoken to you for a week and it was like his lifeline was draining. He'd gone by the shop once before, a couple of days ago but instead of going in, he walked straight past when he noticed you were at the counter. Today though, he would walk straight in, whatever happened. And he did, walking up to the empty counter, his heart threatening to burst out of his chest.
''She's not here,'' a voice called from his right. Eddie turned to see the same girl he already met, Robin, standing with two empty coffee cups. She didn't look pleased to see him, unlike last time.
''I'm actually here to see you.''
''Oh? Why's that?'' she rounded the counter, putting the cups down and leaning on her hands, staring him right in the eyes.
Eddie felt like he was under a spotlight, fidgeting with his ringed fingers. ''I-I need your help. Please.''
''With what?''
''To get Y/N back.''
Robin scoffed. ''What about your girlfriend?''
''I don't have a girlfriend,'' Eddie defended. ''I'd like one, though.''
That made Robin's cold façade falter and she sighed. ''Fine.''
Eddie recoiled, looking around if he was being pranked. ''Really?''
''Yeah, dumbass.'' Robin rolled her eyes. ''She's sad and it's your fault, but-.''
''I know, I know,'' he rushed out, holding his arms out. ''I ruined everything and I'm trying to fix it. But I need your help.''
''Don't interrupt me,'' she scolded and Eddie mumbled a sorry, looking like a kicked puppy. ''Like I was saying, she's sad and it's your fault, but she misses you, I can tell. I'm only doing this for her, not for you. So what do you need?''
''I'm not sure, exactly. Something that would help me get on her good graces again. What are her favorite flowers, for example?''
''Tulips, white ones. How do you plan on delivering these to her anyway?''
''I was hoping you'll tell me where she lives?'' Eddie pleaded.
Robin bit her lip, thinking about it, then groaned into the empty café. ''If I'm going to reveal her address, you're going to have to go all out. I was planning on giving it to her for Christmas, but this will definitely get you on her good side. She has a record player at home, she's been looking for a vinyl of R.E.M.'s 'Out of Time' album, but she hasn't found it yet. I'm sure someone of your.. occupation can get hands on that in no time.'' She also took a piece of paper and wrote down your address and apartment number.
''Thank you!'' Eddie beamed brighter than the sun, turning to leave. ''Whatever you need - I owe you big time.''
''Free entrance for life, Eddie!'' Robin called from behind him.
.•♫•♬•
Tiredly dragging your feet up the stairs, you hauled two grocery bags behind you, plus a tote bag over your shoulder. After an entire day of walking around, your boots felt heavier than usual, your feet sore and back aching. Reaching the final step, you stopped in your tracks when you saw a figure standing in front of your door, sulking in the darkness of the hallway. You relaxed a bit when you saw the outline of long hair. He noticed you too, standing straight where he was leaning on the concrete wall.
''Hi,'' he said quietly. You took a few steps closer and dropped the bags next to your feet, searching for your keys. Pushing the key in, you unlocked your door and stepped in, flicking the light on.
''Hi,'' you turned to look at him, keeping the door open, your heart swooning at the white tulips he was holding, a long with what seems to be a vinyl record. ''Can you grab the bags?''
Eddie managed to get all the bags into your kitchen without dropping anything.
''Thank you,'' you whispered, leaning against the counter, your hands tied together. ''What's that?''
Eddie looked at the things he was holding and handed the flowers first. ''They're for you.''
You took the flowers from him and inhaled the bouquet. You grabbed a vase and filled it with water, popping the flowers into it.
''I also got you this,'' he held out the vinyl and you saw it was the album you had been wanting for a while. You expected Robin to give it to you for Christmas, actually.
''Eddie, I-. How did you know about this?'' You took the record from him, hugging it to your chest.
''Robin told me,'' he smiled bashfully, rubbing his neck.
''Of course she did. I don't know what to say. Thank you, so much.''
There was a brief awkward pause where Eddie didn't know what to do, neither did you. Should he leave? Should you offer him tea or coffee? You kept staring at the floor and Eddie looked at everywhere but you. When the thick silence was stretched long enough, it seemed to shake Eddie out of his trance, he reached his hand out but quickly lowered it again.
''I'm... I'm really sorry for what happened. You were right to get upset. I should have handled things better, but I fucked up. I never meant to hurt you and I'm so, so sorry. I like you, a lot, and I can't stand the fact this might be over before it even started. You're kind, funny and so beautiful it hurts. I know I've already asked you this once, but I'm asking again - please, give me one last chance.''
You looked at him, really looked at him for the first time. His big, stunningly brown eyes, that held so many emotions, you could only pick up a few - fear, sorrow, maybe hope. Perfect nose with a thin gold hoop through the left nostril, plump lips with the sharpest cupid's bow and possibly the greatest head of hair you'd ever seen. His dark brown mane was framing his face, bangs shielding his eyebrows, the soft waves falling onto his shoulders. Black leather jacket with a red flannel underneath, another crisp white shirt peeking out underneath. Simple black jeans and combat boots, three heavy rings on his left hand, one simple ring on the other.
You'd called him pretty before, but he was so much more in real life. He was soft and inviting, but with an edge to him. You felt a pull towards him, you wanted nothing more than to put the record down and jump into his arms. It was hard to look away from his awaiting eyes, so you turned your back to him, placing the vinyl on your kitchen counter.
''Eddie, I forgive you. I understand it wasn't your fault, but I'm not sure if we would work. Romantically speaking...''
''What? Why would you think that?''
You turned to face him again, your throat constricting when you tried to speak. ''I-I just... You're you and I'm me. We live completely different lives. I'm not interested in a long distance relationship.''
''I get it, I've thought about that too,'' he took a step closer ''but we can make it work. I have two weeks off right now and when we finish the rest of the tour, I'm going to take a long break, months long. Shit, maybe even a couple of years. I want to make this work, if you'd let me. I want to take you out on dates, show you the world, see you on the side of the stage when I'm back on it some day.''
Eddie took his hand and gently placed it on your neck, his thumb rubbing the apple of your cheek when you closed your eyes to the touch. ''I'm scared.''
''You don't have to be scared, I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere if you don't want me to,'' Eddie whispered, you could feel his face leaning closer to you so you opened your eyes, hypnotized by the brown irises staring back at you. His eyes dipped down to your lips for a second, then came back again.
''I don't want you to go,'' you whispered, gripping the edge of the counter behind your back.
''Yeah? What do you want then?'' His nose brushed yours, lips so close you could already feel the warmth of his skin.
''You.''
Eddie's lips finally brushed yours and everything else faded away. It was just the two of you, in the middle of your kitchen, diving into the unknowns. The kiss was feather light, like he was afraid to have more, fearing you would pull away too soon. But you craved more, so you grabbed the back of his neck and drew him closer, earning a soft hum from him. Eddie's other hand found your waist, circling it with new found confidence and holding you close. His lips massaged yours, poking his tongue out to run it over the seam of your mouth. Granting him access, you let out a tiny moan when he happily licked into your mouth.
He whined when you pulled away too soon. ''About that date you mentioned...''
''Yeah?'' he asked, settling his forehead against yours, stealing one more quick kiss.
''I was planning on staying in tonight, just hanging out. W-would you like to stay? I could make dinner and later we could watch a movie, or something.''
''That sounds perfect.''
.•♫•♬•
Eddie helped you put all the groceries away. He'd shrugged off his leather jacket, hanging it by the front door. You'd agreed to have pasta for dinner and once the noodles were boiling on the stove, he watched you wrap a few early Christmas presents, ones that you pulled out of your tote bag. He realized that being with you like this was the easiest thing ever, you settled into small talk easily, Eddie making his way around your kitchen like it was natural. He imagined this could be his reality and he didn't mind that idea, not one bit. He'd strain the pasta once it was done and tell you about his uncle, you'd finish taping up the last present and tell him about a crazy customer you had at the café. It was simple, but perfect.
You handed him plates from a cabinet and he set the small table by your window for two. You set the lighting right and lit a scented candle in the middle of the table. The meal went by slow, you were doing more talking than eating that by the time you were both done, the last bites were ice cold.
''This was great, thank you,'' Eddie offered.
You simply smiled in return and took his hand, bringing him along to the living room area. Plopping down on the couch, you pulled Eddie next to you and settled in comfortably, laying a blanket over your figures. You put on Netflix and handed him the remote, pulling your knees up. Eddie subtly stretched his arm out over the back of the couch, scrolling through various movie options when he felt you lean into him.
''What do you want to watch?'' he smiled to himself.
''Hmmm...'' you thought about it. ''The Grinch?''
''It's November.''
''So? My holiday season starts November 1st!'' you defended, pouting your lips at him.
Eddie snickered and kissed your forehead. ''Okay, okay. The Grinch it is.''
The movie started and you relaxed into his side. While your eyes were glued to the TV screen, Eddie's were wandering around. He wasn't subtle with his gawking either, memorizing all of the features on your face. Your eyes, nose, slightly parted lips, your elongated neck that was begging to be kissed, your perfect chest moving up and down with your steady breathing. He definitely shouldn't be staring, he felt like a creep but he couldn't look away either. He was brought out of his bubble when you shifted a little bit, placing your hand on his thigh.
Eddie focused his eyes back on the movie, praying it will distract him enough not to grow hard just from your simple touch. However, he realized you might not be so innocent in your act as he first thought. Your hand crept upwards, sometimes squeezing. His breath hitched when your pinky grazed his crotch, causing him to involuntarily buck his hips. Taking the same hand that was around your frame, he turned your face towards him, his big hand enveloping nearly the entire side of your face. Without wasting a second, he kissed you, plunging his tongue into your mouth, swallowing your surprised moan. The kiss was sloppy, urgent, you tasted so good it made him dizzy.
''Tell me you want this as much as I do,'' he mumbled, your mouths still atttached.
''Please,'' you begged, discarding the blanket and flinging your leg over his waist, situating yourself on his warm lap. Eddie's hand came around your middle, helping you grind against his growing thickness. You threw your arms around his neck, kissing him passionately. Eddie slid his hands lower, grabbing two handfuls of your ass, leaving your mouth to focus on your neck. He bit your skin, smoothing the ache with his tongue right after. The thought of him marking you up, so you had to wear turtlenecks to work, drove him wild. He mapped out your neck, proud of the already blossoming pink patches, then dipped lower to lick a stripe from your throat down to the valley between your breasts. You gasped when he yanked down the neckline of your tank top and licked the top of your boob, switching to give the other one the same affection.
Eddie grunted in annoyance when your bra stopped him, looking up at you with questioning eyes. Once you nodded in approval, he pulled down the cups of your balconette bra, almost going cross eyed when your supple breast fell out.
''Fucking perfect, baby,'' he groaned and took one of your nipples into his mouth, rolling his tongue around the bud, sucking it harshly before letting it go with a 'pop'.
''Ed, please'' you yanked on his hair to get his attention.
''What do you need? Tell me, honey.''
''Need you, hurry up.''
Eddie smirked and helped you up, pushing your shirt up this time so he could kiss your stomach, dipping his tongue into your bellybutton. His fingers made quick work of your pants, popping the button and dragging the zipper down, ''Okay?''
''Yes,'' you pulled your top over your head and let it drop to the floor. Sneaking your fingers back into his hair, Eddie's eyes rolled to the back of his skull when you scratched your nails across his head. He helped you out of your pants, then ran his hands along your thighs, spreading your legs more. Wrapping his hands around your thighs, his rings were cool against your heated skin when he pulled you closer to him. He pushed his face into your covered mound and inhaled deeply, letting out a satisfied hum.
''Can I?'' he asked, hooking his fingers into your panties, not yet slipping them down until he had your permission. ''Need to see it, baby. Been dreaming of this pussy for so long.''
''Please,'' you pleaded once again, running your fingers along his jawline. He placed a quick kiss on your palm, then dragged down the last piece of fabric separating him from your pussy, the lace sticking to your core. You stepped out of them and Eddie lifted one of your legs, planting your foot on the armrest of the couch, giving him the perfect view of your wet cunt.
“Oh, it’s dripping, sweetheart. This all for me? Not sure I deserve it.” Eddie took his sweet time, kissing your pubic bone and tonguing between your legs, but avoiding your centre completely.
“Please, Eds, stop torturing me.”
“‘m sorry, babe. Just wanted to savor this. Let me make it up to you.”
He finally poked his tongue out, tasting you for the first time. Your hips bucked into his face when he took a tentative lick through your folds, the tip of his tongue flicking your swollen clit. From the first taste of your nectarine, Eddie was addicted. His enthusiasm only increasing, he lapped at your pussy, dipping his wet muscle into your tight hole, feeling it suck him in immediately. Going back for your clit, he closed his mouth around your bud and sucked harshly.
“Fuck, that’s so good,” your head thrown back, you grinded your hips against his face. You felt his hand sneak up your thigh, his fingers circling your opening before pushing his middle finger in all the way until you felt the cool metal against your flesh.
“So fucking good, you’re doing so good for me. This little cunt is sucking me right in, can barely fit. Think you can take two, baby?” Adding his ring finger, Eddie struggled to make it fit. He wondered how his cock would fit if his fingers had difficulty. Eventually, your walls relented and let him fuck up into you. The divine taste of you still present on his tongue, he worked you open with his digits and dove back in to flick your clit up and down in quick motions. He could tell you were getting close, your moans were getting more high pitched, your breathing erratic and your toes were curled. A couple minutes later, you moaned loudly and released all over his tongue which he eagerly lapped up, not letting a single drop go to waste.
He helped you sit back on his lap, your head resting against his shoulder, puffs of air hitting his neck whilst he was rubbing your back. “You good?”
“Good, great, amazing…” you breathlessly replied.
“Was it better than in your book?”
“I mean it was real, so yeah.”
He let you gather yourself for a moment, just holding you, although the erection he had was becoming unbearable. Eddie felt your lips skim his neck, leaving soft butterfly kisses in your wake. You bit down on his earlobe, running your tongue over it to soothe the small ache. Eddie let his head fall back, looking at you through hooded eyelids as you reached behind you to unclasp your bra, letting it fall on the couch.
“This is unfair. I’m completely naked but you’re still dressed,” you pouted and ran your hands along his chest, popping the buttons of his flannel.
“Better help me out then,” he smirked, kneading your ass as you continued to unbutton his shirt, kissing every new inch of skin you revealed. Soon, his shirt was on the floor and you were working on his belt. Once his pants were open, your hand dipped under his boxers to run a finger over his cock, tracing a vein on the underside. He lifted his hips so you could pull his pants and underwear down enough to free his throbbing cock from it’s cage. It bounced up, against his stomach, leaving a sticky mess in his happy trail. Eddie groaned when you wrapped your hand around him, pulling back his foreskin to reveal his slit, pre cum leaking from the tip, which you used as lube. You started to climb down, but Eddie stopped you.
“Not this time, princess. Tonight’s all about you. You got a condom? I didn’t really prepare for this.”
You got up from his lap and jogged to your kitchen, Eddie watching your ass juggle. You opened your medicine drawer and searched around until you retrieved the foil packet. Eddie took it from you, ripping it open with his teeth and rolling it on, all the while keeping eye contact with you as your eyes were focused on his lap.
“C’mere.” He held his hand out for you. You grabbed it and took your place back on his lap, his cock situated perfectly between your folds. He grabbed the base of his cock and rubbed the tip through your lips, gathering the wetness. He positioned the tip at your entrance and waited.
“Whenever you’re ready,” he breathed.
You grabbed his shoulders and sank down on him, inch by inch until there was no space left between you and you had taken all of him.
“Eddie, oh my God,” you moaned, fingernails pressing into his shoulders, leaving behind crescent moon shapes.
“So tight, Jesus Christ.”
Eddie was already seeing stars, he had to focus all of his remaining energy into not coming right this second. Your warm walls enveloped him, pulsing around his shaft. You rose up and slammed back down again, already accustomed to the stretch.
“You’re so perfect, fuck. Taking me so well,” he praised, hands grabbing your waist, helping you bounce on his dick.
You whimpered. “Keep talking.”
“Oh yeah? You love it when I talk like this, baby? That get you all riled up? Look at you, working my cock like that. Feels so fucking good, doesn’t it?”
You nodded and bounced harder, your rhythm faltering. Eddie slouched down lower on the couch, anchoring his feet to the ground and started fucking into you.
“Fuuuck, good girl. Letting me use you like this, like a fucking fleshlight. You’re just a little cock hungry whore, huh? Are you just a hole for me to use however I please? Your pussy is mine now, say it. Who’s pussy is this?”
“I-it’s yours, Eddie, only yours.”
“Damn right. It is mine, I’ll fuck it whenever I want. Stretch your cunt out so good, you’ll beg me to go easy on you. But you don’t want easy, do you? You want it rough. Fuck.”
“Don’t stop, please, please, please,” one of your hands slipped between your legs, toying with your clit.
Eddie grunted at the sight, wrapping both of his hands around your throat, squeezing your neck enough to make you lightheaded. “Yeah, play with that clit, rub it for me. Can still taste you on my tongue, you want to know what you taste like?”
He pulled you in, smashing his lips against yours, his tongue meeting yours in the middle. The kiss was messy, spit drooling from the side of your mouth. Your fingers sped up, your pussy clenching down on him harder and harder. Eddie felt his own stomach twist up as well.
“You close, baby? I need you to cum, fuck. I’m so fucking close.”
“I’m so- Fuck, oh my God Eddie, I’m coming, I’m coming!” You cried out, tears streaming down your face, the drops falling onto Eddie’s forearm. He was close behind, feeling his balls tighten up in a telltale sign. He groaned into your mouth and jerked his hips a few final times before releasing into the condom.
Both of you breathing like you’d just ran a marathon, Eddie let go of your neck, the red and purple skin left behind almost enough to get him hard again. You fell forward on his chest, resting your head against his shoulder, catching your breath. Eddie thrashed his legs around, shoving his boots and pants off. He stood up, taking you with him. You squealed and wrapped your legs around his waist, his cock slipping out of you.
“Bedroom?”
You pointed him in the right direction and he took careful steps, mindful of the clothes laying around. Once in your bedroom, he gently placed you on the bed, kissing your temple. When you didn’t let go, he chuckled.
“Be right back, promise.” He helped you under the covers and disappeared back into the hallway, looking for a bathroom. When he found it, he discarded the condom and washed his hands, eyeing the couple of lovebites you’d left on him. When he made it back to you, you were already asleep. Eddie crawled next to you, pulling you tightly against his front, settling his hand on your waist, lazily drawing random shapes on your tummy until sleep took him, too.
.•♫•♬•
It was raining again, the patter on the windowsill lulling you from your sleep. You were warm and cozy, limbs tangled with someone else’s. You’d almost forgotten about last night, thinking it was a fidget in your imagination. But Eddie proved to be real when he stirred behind you, his deep sigh hitting the back of your neck, one arm hugging you closer to his body. You hummed, reaching behind you to grasp his neck. Memories of last night came flooding back, reminding you of the delicious ache between your legs.
“Morning beautiful,” a low, raspy voice sounded from behind you, goosebumps spreading across your skin. Christ, you could get used to hearing his morning voice every day.
“I don’t remember the last time I slept this good,” you mumbled.
“You need to sleep with me every day, then,” he said, squeezing your hip.
You snorted. “You wish.”
He pressed a kiss to your shoulder, his lips moving against your flesh. “I do.”
You turned to him, his baby cow eyes already staring back at you. You were trying to see any deception in them, but all you saw was adoration and honesty.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” you gulped, bottom lip caught between your teeth.
“It means I want you.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really.”
“How would that work? I can’t follow you around everywhere you go.”
“I know that and I don’t expect you to, even though it would be cool. What I do know, is this - I’m taking a long break and I want to be with you, every single day. After that too, I’m not going to dump you when I have to go on stage again if that’s what you’re worried about. We’ll figure everything out. So if you’d have me, I promise I will work my ass off every day to prove to you that you’re not making a mistake.”
“Eddie… I don’t know what to say.”
“Say yes,” he begged “Be mine. Would you be my girlfriend?”
You laid your hand on top of this, the one still holding your hip. Your heart was beating so fast, you thought it would explode any second. You had a moment to think about all the roads this relantionship could take you, expecting it to end horribly. But even with the potholes and wonky curves, you saw yourself ending up where you belonged - with him.
“Yes.”
His lips covered your before you even finished that word. You felt him smile into the kiss, he was putting everything he had into it. His tongue grazed the seam of your lips, asking for access which you happily granted. He moaned when your tongue met his, his nose ring brushing your nostril.
His fingers skiddled across your hip to the curve of your ass, squeezing your butt. He broke the kiss too soon for your liking and violently pushed you back on your side. Eddie kissed a line down your spine, then licked a fat stripe back up, ending at the base of your neck. Your whole body shivered in anticipation, core getting slick with excitement. Eddie continued his assault, burying his face in the crook of your neck, breathing in deep.
His cock was pressed against your ass, a smudge of liquid dripping down. The hair on his abdomen tickling your lower back. You whimpered when he gripped one of your breasts, circling his thumb over your areola, then pinching your nipple until it was perked up.
''Eddieee...'' you whined, kicking your legs.
''Need somethin', darling?'' he traced the tip of his nose on the shell of your ear, his palm sliding from your breast all the way down, his thick fingers slipping through your dewy folds. Bringing his fingers back up, he circled your clit with his middle finger, barely adding any pressure, chuckling when you bucked your hips to get more friction.
''Need you so bad, please,'' you mewled, grinding your ass against his crotch, getting a hiss out of him.
''Condom?'' he asked, adjusting his hips, so his cock nestled directly between your legs, swaying his hips back and forth, the head of his cock parting your folds, bumping your clit with every stroke.
''My boyfriends don't need to wear one.''
''Fucking Christ,'' he let out a deep groan, lining himself up with your weeping hole and pushing inside, sliding to the brim in a single thrust. You choked on a moan, his cock was so deep, you could feel him in your throat. He stilled for a moment, letting you adjust, his mushroom tip bruising your cervix.
''Move,'' you cried, gripping his forearm that was resting against your belly, his fingers massaging your flesh.
He pulled back all the way and slammed back in, not bothering to be polite. You still weren't 100% adjusted to his size, but the burn mixed with the way his cock pierced your insides was euphoric. It was embarrassing how close you were already, but you blamed it on the early morning, you were always more sensitive in the early hours of the day.
''Feel so fucking good, baby. You like my bare cock fucking you like this? You gonna let me come inside too? Fill your sweet pussy up, have it leak out of your abused cunt all day, huh?''
You were too far gone to reply, the only sounds in the room your moans and Eddie's groans mixed with the wet slapping of skin against skin. Eddie was a talker though, never shutting up about how good you felt, how perfect you were for him.
''You were made for me, this pussy was carved for my dick. You're mine, only mine. Mine to fuck, mine to use, however I want. God, fuck. You're gonna make me come already. You gonna let me fill you up, baby? Shoot my fat load so deep in your pussy, you're gonna fucking taste it.''
''Y-yeah, please... Come inside me, please. Wanna feel it, Eds.''
''Fuck, I'm coming, baby. Come with me, come on.'' His thrusts were faster, sloppier, he was losing his rhythm. You were so close too, but needed the extra push so you gripped his wrist and pushed his hand lower. He caught on immediately, roughly circling your puffy clit with two fingers. It was enough to send you over the edge, both of you losing yourselves to the pleasure, Eddie spurting his cum inside of you, your mixed juices leaking down your thigh.
When you came down, Eddie pecked your cheek. He went to pull out, but you stopped him. ''Just stay, wanna be like this for a minute.''
''Whatever you want, princess. I'm all yours.''
.•♫•♬•
December 25th. One of your favorite days of the year. The ground was white, more snow falling behind the window, illuminated by the streetlamps outside. You were so full of amazing food, a little tipsy on raspberry punch. Christmas celebrations started yesterday, when you and Eddie flew out to Indiana to spend Christmas Eve with his uncle, Wayne. He was as sweet as he was in the stories Eddie had told you, if not more. There wasn't a moment where you weren't smiling, looking at the two of them bickering over Eddie's high school days.
You flew back this morning, where you spent the entire day preparing for Robin and Cherry to come over. Tomorrow you would go to your parents' house, which Eddie was super nervous about. The evening was spent with good food and drinks, smooth Christmas music coming from a portable speaker, great conversation. When the girls finally left, it was close to midnight. Eddie had asked you to dance, now the two of you were swaying to the music in front of your Christmas tree, decorated with ornaments, fake snow and at the very top, instead of a typical star, with a paperclip, was a polaroid selfie of you and Eddie, taken a week ago in front of the same tree.
''In case I haven't told you yet, you look so beautiful tonight.''
Your arms were linked around his neck, Eddie's arms wrapped around your waist. You followed his lead, heads close together, breathing in each other's air. You were wearing a rich purple dress with black stockings, with simple make up accentuated with a pair of earrings Eddie had gifted you this morning. And yes, they were drop earrings with sliced kiwis at the bottom. Where he had even found them, you had no idea, he refused to tell you. You had given him a pack of guitar picks, with his initials engraved on them.
''First of all, only tonight?'' you teased. ''Second, you've told me about fifty times today, but I'm not tired of hearing it yet.''
''Hmm.. Can I tell you something I haven't, yet? Something I've been wanting to say for a while now.''
Your heart skipped several beats, mouth going as dry as cotton balls. You had a feeling of what he wanted to say. You had been thinking the same thing recently, but you hadn't found the right moment to say it. Today, it had been nagging on your mind specially hard. True to his word, you and Eddie had spent nearly every day together, except for that one day where you had the flu and told him to stay away so he wouldn't get sick either. He survived one day until he came banging on your door, begging you to let him in so he could take care of you. He had basically moved in since that first night you spent together. You had made room in your dresser for his clothes, his toothbrush was next to your in the bathroom, the fridge was filled with his favorite drinks. It was fast, clearly, but you wouldn't have it any other way.
''O-okay,'' you gulped.
''I love you, Y/N.'' he breathed out, like a weight leaving his shoulders, but immediately rushed out, ''You don't have to say it back, I just felt like I was about to burst if I didn't tell you. You're so amazing and perfect and gorgeous, I'm so happy you're mine and I'm so in love with you I honestly might die if you don't feel the same, but like I said, no press-''
You cut his rambling off by grabbing his face in your hands and smashing your lips together, tears running down your face. Eddie secured his arms around you and pulled you so close, your feet were hanging in the air. You pulled away, your lipgloss having transferred to his mouth, his eyes sparkling. ''I love you too, Eddie.''
''Yeah?''
''Yeah, so much.''
You squealed and laughed when he lifted you up and spun you around, your hair flowing. He put you down, kissed the top of your head and held you so tight you were struggling to breathe, but you didn't dare tell him that. You felt safe and truly loved, securely caged in his arms, smiling into his dress shirt while you slow danced the night away.
.•♫•♬•
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yello Naff!!! i really admire your writing, from the way you write intense nail biting scenes to soft quiet moments i adore ALL of it, and ive read almost ALL of your fics [In Deep Dreams Between the Waves im sorry i'll read you i swear] and ive been incredibly inspired by your writing, after not reading fanfics for years your style just dragged me further into my DCA hyperfixation [...i lowkey made this account just so i can share my sleuth jesters fanart ngl] your narratives have been a huge comfort also in my stressful exam-filled life, its a goddamn event when you update <3
GOD i got distracted but i wanted to ask if you have any advice for some one whos really new to writing? even if its super simple im VERY lost, i havent tried making any long-form fic, ive drabbled in writing 4k~ oneshots but never published any, the social anxiety and pressure of making a good fic is VERY SCARY SKLDJFKLSJL
No pressure to answer any of this btw!!! if you dont want to thats no biggie jus know i love your works very much <3 i hope you have a good christmas Naff!!
Hey, babe! ♥ AHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I'm so touched, oh my gosh! You're gonna make me cry ;-; Merry Christmas to you, too!
Now for writing advice! I do have this tag right here that you can look through! However, for a new writer specifically, I got a bit I can tell ya!
Let yourself write what you want to write
Self-indulge, use tropes and whatever plot beats you want, just do whatever you want to do and have fun! Don't try to craft something to please others, because that's a good way to become miserable and burnt out real quick. This writing is for you. No one else. You. You just decide to share it if you wish!
Outlining
I highly recommend, especially for a long fic, to have your ending in mind. It erases a lot of stress and allows you to build up towards that ending in a natural and effortless manner. You don't have to get super nitty and gritty with outlining, just a basic format of events and a few notes here and there. HOWEVER! I should mention that outlining isn't everyone's ideal way to craft a story, and that's okay! I will warn you that it can be difficult if you come up with the story as you go along, but again, do what allows you to create. Outlining works for me, but it might not work for everyone.
Please be nice to yourself
Let yourself try new things, take breaks, learn from mistakes and continue to improve, and do not let one mean comment or negative review stop you. Writing can be daunting, but you can overcome it. It's so rewarding and should make you feel accomplished and satisfied, not horrible or defeated.
Good luck and happy writing!!! ♥
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oh oh ohhhh~~ merry christmas babes!! :D *hugs you tight* 💖🎄🎅 *hugs you super tight* Ana, wishing you a very Merry Christmas and happy holidays! With all my love, I hope the new year will bless you with so so much happiness! 🤗💞
Amina my darling, sorry for answering to your message late, have been a bit absent specially yesterday ^^”” But gosh thank you for sending it back and as always being such a cute and lovely babe!! *hugs* Another year is passing and it was awesome to be with you Amina :D Hope you had a great christmas with your loved ones by your side :) you only deserve the best and always sending you lots of good vibes and love to your way!! hehe :D Ilysm!! Thank you for everything and for being my sweet lil angel ; U ; *smooches you* Happy Holidays bby and wish you a fabulous 2021 too ^^ may it be better than this one! Let’s keep praying that everything will go to normal and for everyone’s safety! Please stay well and safe Amina!! (btw I know it’s super late but I have been working slowly on your bday gift.. i didn’t had the chance to give it to you yet but I’ll do my best honey! hope you like it ; U ; *chu*~)
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Hey!! Good luck with the blog! Could I get the drv3 boys + nagito and Chiaki (everybody loves them you can’t blame me) getting surprised with a pet for some special occasion by the s/o? (I’ll probably rq from here a lot btw) thank you!
Furry surprise!
Thank you so much!! You're so sweet!
I'm sorry this took so long, I wanted everyone to get a different pet and occasion for it not to be repetitive! I think it's a little big again :c
I worked hard on it, please enjoy!
~Mod Dia
Chiaki Nanami
It was March 14th, Chiaki’s birthday.
She was really excited because you had made plans to take her out to eat at a restaurant that was near her favorite arcade, so you two could play after dinner.
When you started dating she had told you that she had always wanted a pet, but that she was afraid of being a bad owner because it was too much work.
Last year you gave her a game for her game girl, so for this year you decided to pick a pet bird for her!
You were waiting for her to get ready, sitting on your bed with a cardboard box on your lap, with an adorable blue-crowned conure inside.
After some minutes she opened the door to your room, dropping her purse and letting out a little squeal when she noticed the birdie.
“It’s so cute.” She said as she crouched near the bed to see it better. “Is it for me?”
“Yeah!” You gently picked up the parakeet and put it on Chiaki’s hands. “Do you like it?”
“I love it! Thank you, S/O.” She gave you a sweet smile.
You could tell she was delighted, and the rest of the night she seemed a bit more energetic than usual.
When the conure grew up it turned out to require a little more effort to take care of than you had initially thought. Because it was so dear to Chiaki, and also because you had grown quite attached to the bird yourself, you helped her take care of it most of the time.
Nagito Komaeda
“Merry Christmas, Nagito!” You said as you gave him his present.
“Thank you, S/O.” He accepted the gift with a smile. “I still can’t believe I’m with someone as amazing as you… You didn’t need to, really.”
“I would feel really bad if I didn’t.” You plopped down next to him on the couch. “Especially since I’m staying at your house, it would be rude.”
Before he could reply you continued: “And I got it for you because I wanted to, and because you deserve it!”
He let out a small chuckle and muttered something under his breath that you didn’t get to hear.
“So it’s okay if I open it, right?”
“Of course!”
As he took the lid off the box, he was surprised by a cute fuzzy bunny that popped out of it onto him. “Oh, hello there.”
Nagito had the cutest look on his face as he let the small animal smell his hand and petted it.
“Do you like it?” You nervously asked “I was originally going to get a dog, but then I saw this cute little white bunny and he reminded me of you and I had to get it.”
“I like it very much, thank you S/O.” He kissed your cheek making you turn a little red at the unexpected act of affection. “Eh.. so cute."
Shuichi Saihara
For your first date anniversary you and Shuichi went to the hot springs.
He had been working himself off and you both decided it would be a good way to relax and spend some quality time together.
When you were done, you two took the train home and you asked him to set the table while you would get dinner for both of you.
Imagine his surprise when you came home with a yappy corgi puppy!
“..S/O?!” He exclaimed as the dog run excitedly to him.
“I’ve been wanting to give you something because you’ve been under so much stress lately.” You explained. “I think you could really benefit from having this little guy. Also, he’s really cute!”
“…You’re not wrong about that.” Shuichi petted the doggie. “S/o?”
“Yeah?”
“Thank you..” He was blushing as he took a step closer to you. “Can I-?”
“Of course!” You smiled as he cupped your cheek with his hand and gave you a soft peck on the lips.
“Also, S/O?”
“Hmhm?”
“Where’s dinner?”
Oops.
Kaito Momota
It had been around 5 years since you and Kaito started dating, the two of you decided to buy a house together!
You were on the process of moving out. You had already packed your things and were at Kaito’s helping him.
“Babe, can you come here help me take this to the truck?” You asked your boyfriend.
“Coming!” He walked up to you noticing the big box you were talking about. “Damn, this is huge, S/O! What on earth did you put in here?”
“Check it for yourself.” You told him containing your laugh.
“It better not be a prank, I swear to g-” He was interrupted by the sound of faint barking. “What the..?”
A beautiful German shepherd jumped out of it, spooking the poor guy beyond belief and leading him to let out a not so manly scream.
“He’s adorable right?” You laughed patting the dog’s head.
“Y-yeah, really cute S/O.”
Now you two wouldn’t feel lonely in your new big house!
Kaito treats the dog like he’s his son, it’s very endearing to watch.
Ryoma Hoshi
“Hey, love...” You put your hand on Ryoma’s shoulder. “I’ve got something for you, come with me.”
His dear pet cat had passed away recently and you could see it had taken a toll on him. He didn’t leave the house and passed most of the time sleeping, and when you pleaded with him to take care of himself he asked you to leave him alone.
It hurt you terribly to see Ryoma like this so you knew you had to do something.
He nodded at your request and followed you silently to the living room.
A shy kitten slowly approached him and sniffed his leg, letting out a soft meow.
At first, he didn’t know exactly what to do but then he took your hand and looked at you. “…I don’t deserve you.”
You shook your head. “Of course you do. I love you very much, you know?”
Ryoma wrapped his arms around you, embracing your figure tightly.
“Do you like him?” You asked returning the embrace.
“He’s perfect” He hugged you a little closer. “…I love you so much S/O.”
Rantaro Amami
Rantaro had just returned from a big trip!
“Welcome home!” You threw your arms around him. “I’ve missed you so much!”
He chuckled and hugged you for a bit before kissing your forehead. “I’ve missed you too.”
It was almost noon so you started heating something up for you to eat while Rantaro told you everything about his adventure.
“There’s someone I’d like you to meet.” You said after a spoonful of soup. “He’s been keeping me company since you were not here.”
“I see…” He stopped eating his pasta and looked at you. “Should I be jealous?”
“I don’t know, you tell me.” You laughed. “Donut, come here boy!”
You watched Rantaro’s puzzled look as a small beagle appeared running into your kitchen and sat right next to you, waiting for a treat.
“Isn’t he the cutest?” You asked giving the pup a doggie biscuit. “I wanted him to be trained when you arrived so I got him a couple of weeks before.”
“You named him Donut?” He looked amused. “That’s adorable, S/O.”
“Well, I think it fits him.” You explained.
The beagle walked to Rantaro and licked his hand while waging his tail in a playful manner. “It’s not fair, he already loves you!”
Gonta Gokuhara
How could you be so careless? You had accidently stepped on one of Gonta’s bugs, instantly killing the poor insect.
He said it was alright, since you didn’t do it on purpose but it was still obvious that he was sad about it.
You decided that you would buy another bug for Gonta, to show him that you really regretted not being more careful!
You went to your local pet store but they didn’t have any insects for sale or adoption so you somehow found yourself returning home with no bugs but with a cute black chinchilla.
“I arrived.”
“Welcome home, S/O!” You were greeted by your boyfriend. “What is that?”
“I thought about giving you something to compensate for the bug accident.” You said handing him the cage you were carrying. “I hope you like it!”
“S/O don’t need to compensate. Just S/O is enough!” Gonta gave you a big smile. “But Gonta happy for the gift.”
He observed the little animal inside the cage. “What kind of animal is this?”
“It’s a chinchilla.” You explained.
“Fascinating!” Gonta seemed to like it. “Thank you, S/O! Gonta will take care of it!”
And he kept his promise.
Kokichi Ouma
It was Valentines’ day.
For the past 3 years you had been giving him chocolate and cake so this time you settled for something slightly different.
You were setting the enclosure for the rosy boa you had picked when Ouma burst through the door demanding affection.
“S/O-chan~…” He hugged you from behind. “Weren’t you supposed to be pampering me all day? I had to search for you, were you hiding from me?”
“No, Kokichi, I wasn’t.” You rolled your eyes. “Now go away, you’ll ruin the surprise.”
“Oh what’s that?” He noticed the enclosure. “Oh my gosh S/O, you’re going to give me an aquarium?”
He got closer to take a better look. “You’re the best! How did you know I’ve always wanted an empty fish tank?”
“Yeah, that’s your gift, now leave.”
“Oh, come on. Can’t you tell me what it is at least?” He asked. “I promise I won’t be disappointed even if it’s just a lame goldfish or something.”
“… Is that a lie?”
“Who knows?” He said mischievously. “Just tell me, pretty please?”
“Just look on that box over there.”
“Nishishi, I knew you’d give in…” He said as he was opening the box. “OH- Oh my god! This is actually pretty cool!”
Guess who bragged for weeks that he got a pet snake from his s/o?
Korekiyo Shinguji
You had a blast at the graduation party with Korekiyo and all your friends last night.
You woke up and tried to get up but two arms closed around your waist pulling you back down.
“Kiyo…” You attempted to free yourself from his embrace.
He whispered his sweet nothings into your ear hoping you’d just go back to sleep, an option you had seriously considered at this point but ultimately decided against, kissing him in the cheek and getting up.
Today the axolotls you bought were supposed to arrive!
Still groggy, you walked to the kitchen and got yourself a bowl of cereal.
You managed to eat and do the dishes without making much noise and by the time you were done your new pets had arrived.
They seemed to like the beautifully decorated habitat you had discreetly set up the night before, and you were excited to show it to Kiyo.
When you got to your shared bedroom, your boyfriend was up already.
“Hey, Kiyo” You called. “I have something to show you.”
“Okay.” He followed you to the kitchen. “Oh my, this truly is beautiful.”
“I see you like them. What do you want to call them?” You giggled.
You two discussed what you should name your axolotls while Kiyo got his breakfast.
K1-B0
Despite being quite busy himself, Keebo had helped you out a lot with your studies the whole school year so you wanted to thank him!
You decided to adopt two little Sun parakeets and bought a decent sized cage for them, which you would place in your living room.
Keebo arrived home latter that day and greeted you with a smile, before noticing the birdies.
“What do you think of them?” You asked. “I wanted to thank you for always helping me out.”
“I think they’re very beautiful, thank you, S/O.” He said. “However, I don’t know much about birds… Will you help me take care of them?”
“Of course!” You hugged him. “It’s the least I could do.”
You two were really excited about the new addiction to your family! You had fun deciding their names and they quickly became a big part of your daily life.
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Howdy! I just came to drop by to say that your Sansaery fics are amazing. I re-read The Double Date series and I have question. It was mentioned that Margaery had a promiscuous reputation before and it was said it was not true. What were the instances that Margaery gained that unfair and undeserved reputation? You're welcome to make that as a prompt. Hahaha. ;) Btw, I also hope we get to have a glimpse of the first Christmas of their twins. :)
I hope to answer the first part of this ask in another response, but for now, here’s the first Christmas!
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Waking up early on Christmas had always been a Stark family tradition. Early Christmas even bed times guaranteed all the kids would be out of bed before dawn. Even when Sansa was old enough to know Santa wasn’t a real person who visited every house in the world, excitement and anticipation for the presents still drove her to challenge Arya as the first one up to open presents.
For the first time in years, Sansa felt like a child on Christmas. The boys wouldn’t remember their first Christmas, but Sansa and Margaery would.
“Look! He ate all the cookies!” Sansa pointed at the empty plate of cookies she and Margaery decorated with the twins last night.
Florian tucked his head back into Sansa’s shoulder and yawned. Margaery was holding Aedyn, who was slightly more awake than his brother and mother. Unable to contain her excitement, Sansa had woken up Margaery before dawn. A cup of coffee had done little to improve her grouchiness.
“Sansa, they don’t even know what youre talking about,” Margaery groaned.
“Shush,” Sansa reprimanded. “Who wants to see,” Sansa gasped dramatically, “the presents! From Santa!”
Sansa darted to the living room, where the tree was still lit, surrounded by boxes of presents. She plopped down by the coffee table from which the stockings were hung. She pulled Florian’s stocking off the holder. It was red with a large penguin face in the middle. Margaery sat beside her, doing the same with Aedyn’s stocking with a reindeer face.
With one arm around Florian to keep him upright on her knee, Sansa began digging through the stocking. She pulled out the first stocking stuffer: a blue pacifier. “What’s this! What did Santa get you?” she gasped. She held the pacifier in front of Florian. He looked at it, then went back to pulling on Sansa’s top.
Margaery took a different tactic. She dumped out the contents of the stocking in front of her and Aedyn and gave Aedyn free reign to do whatever he liked. He picked up the tiny yellow blanket, dropped it, and moved on to the pink and blue rattle.
“Marge, you’re supposed to show him all the presents,” Sansa gestured to the mess.
“He’s not going to be interested in all of them at this very moment. Neither is Florian, for that matter,” Margaery rolled her eyes.
Sansa hadn’t noticed that Florian had gotten hold of the stocking. He turned it around nutil he could pull on the enclosed end, and spilled all of they presents out of the stocking.
“Florian!” Sansa barely restrained herself from cursing. This wasn’t how she imagined her boys reacting to their presents.
Florian was more engrossed with the stocking than with any of the presents. He squeezed it and shook it up and down, giggling when the plush beak jiggled up and down.
“That’s not a toy, sweetheart,” Sansa grabbed the stocking and gently pulled it out of Floian’s grasp. Florian’s face crinkled, his lips puffed into a pout, his face grew red on the verge of tears. Sansa picked up his green and yellow rattle that fell out of the stocking and shook it. “Here. Don’t you want to play with the presents Santa got you?”
Florian shoved the rattle out of Sansa’s hand and shrieked. He reached for the stocking.
“Let him have the stocking. It won’t hurt anything,” Margaery said. Unlike Florian, Aedyn was completely content with his presents.
Sansa sighed, but relented to Margaery’s advice. Florian squeezed the penguin beak again and giggled. There was no sign that he had been upset just a moment before.
“Sansa look this way,” Margaery called.
Sansa turned her head.
“Say cheese,” Margaery smiled, her phone held up to take a photo. Sansa grinned and Margaery snapped a few photos.
By the time the twins had finished with the stocking toys and were ready to move on to the big presents, everyone was wide awake. Sansa scooted to the boxes with Florian in her lap. Margaery chose to walk around with Aedyn.
They started with the biggest box, which was a playpin for the boys. With a twin on each side, Sansa helped Florian find a grip on the wrapping paper and pull up. The paper ripped. Sansa tossed the strip to the side and tried to help Florian find another place to pull, but this time he became distracted by the first piece.
“Come on Florian, there’s more,” Sansa groaned. This morning was more frustrating than she had imagined. Why couldn’t he cooperate, like Aedyn. He was tearing piece after piece off.
When Sansa looked up to see how far along Aedyn was on his side, she found that Aedyn hadn’t made any progress at all. Like Florian, he was playing with a pile of wrapping paper, crunching it up and pulling tape off. Margaery, however, had made pulled off nearly the entire side.
“Margaery! That’s for the boys to do! They need to open their presents,” Sansa sighed.
Margaery tossed the last piece aside. “Sweetling, you can see they have no interest in this. They have all this colorful wrapping paper they’d rather play with.” She tugged the box closer to her so she could finish off the other side as well. “The way they see it, the wrapping is the present. They’ll eventually play with all this other stuff, but they’re happy now.”
“But half the fun on Christmas is opening the presents!” Sansa pouted. She crossed her arms over her chest like a child.
Margaery laughed. “That’s our fun, then. We can open the presents, they can play in the mess.”
“I guess,” Sansa grumbled.
Margaery picked up one of the presents and handed it to Sansa. They tore through the rest of them pretty quickly. The boys eventually tired of the paper and moved on to the singing train that was part of Aedyn’s pile of gifts.
After all the boys’ toys had been opened, Margaery and Sansa watched them poke buttons and clap their hands and garble over the train as it played song after song. Even Lady decided to join the fun, nuzzling between the boys with her new squeaky toy. The living room was covered in wrapping paper that would need to be thrown away. Sansa couldn’t help but smile.
Margaery laid her head on Sansa’s shoulder. “I think this one goes in the success column.”
Sansa grinned down at her. “It goes in the major success column. Oh wait! We almost forgot our presents.”
Sansa stretched her long arms behind her, laying out to grab the last two presents under the tree. She sat back up and handed her present to Margaery.
She was about to tear into the paper when she noticed the boys crawling toward them, babbling along the way. They both stopped in front of Sansa, reaching for the present. “You want to open this for mummy?”
Sansa held out the present and let the boys tear apart the paper on top. Florian giggled and tried to put a tiny piece of the paper in his mouth. Margaery lunged out in time to keep him from doing so.
“Not so fast you little bugger!” Margaery laughed.
Sansa took the lid off the top of the dull brown card board box. She lifted the book that was inside and read the cover. “Babe! How did you even get this?!” she exclaimed. It was a first edition Mark Twain novel.
“Hours of endless searching and a very intense bidding war.”
Sansa gently placed the novel back in its box and took it to a shelf that the boys couldn’t reach. “Thank you. I love it.”
Margaery pulled the twins into her lap. “Can you get mine? My hands are a little full.”
Sansa laughed to herself and unwrapped her present to Margaery. Unlike Margaery’s gift, hers was still in the original box.
“Merry Christmas!” Sansa held up the box.
“Ah! I knew I shouldn’t have let father show you all those photos of me!” Margaery giggled.
It was a batman lamp with a bat signal emblem to outline the light. Every photo Sansa had seen of young Margaery was her in pretty dresses, or playing with her brothers outside, or in the garden with her grandmother picking flowers. Until, of course, Mace had brought a new photo album with him when he and Alleria came to meet the boys. It was filled with photos of Margaery as a middle schooler with DC clothing and reading comic books. She was a nerd and Sansa couldn’t get enough of it.
“But you like it right?” Sansa put the box down and crawled to Margaery’s side.
“Of course I do,” Margaery touched her forehead against Sansa’s.
“Good,” Sansa whispered. “Because part two of your gift is waiting in our bedroom and I’d really like you to use them tonight.”
Margaery smirked. “I’d love to. Too bad I’ll be sleeping instead.”
Aedyn crawled out of Margaery’s lap and into Sansa’s, dragging his new blanket with him. Sansa grinned and plopped him down. “This morning was worth it.”
In the end, Florian and Aedyn’s first Christmas was everything Sansa had anticipated.
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Christmas Haul 2018
Merry (belated) Christmas, everyone! 🎄
I hope you guys had a wonderful Christmas/ Hannukah/ Kawanza/ Whatever it is that you celebrated this holiday season. I spent my Christmas with my family, eating some good food and playing the new Super Smash Bros game with my siblings (which is pretty dope btw). As for gifts, I can say that I was extremely blessed (and somewhat spoiled) by the awesome presents I got from friends and family! If you’re curious to see what I got for Christmas this year, keep reading. 🎁
Anastasia Beverly Hills- “Dream” Glow Kit
Can we just give a round of applause to my girls for getting me this?! If you follow me on Instagram (@thebeautybunny.blog) you may know that I’m the Girl’s Freshman Volleyball Coach for the high school that I attended. At the end of our season, my girls were kind enough to surprise me with a surplus of my favorite things, including makeup palettes, Bath & Body Works, jewelry and paintings!!! I literally could not have asked for a sweeter group of girls. I lowkey started crying as I was unwrapping all of these, LOL. I am so, so, SO grateful for my girls and the gifts that they got me for Christmas! 😭
Isn’t this palette gorgeous?! It’s the Dream highlighting glow kit from Anastasia Beverly Hills. It is composed of the most unrealistic, ethereal colors, which is something that I actually love. Looking like an unnatural sparkling unicorn? Best believe I’m about it. ✨
I haven’t swatched this palette yet (or ANY of the makeup palettes) because I’m waiting to use it in a video for my channel! But if it’s anything like the Nicole Guerriero Glow Kit, which is the one that I own, then I’m really looking forward to using it, since the swatches for that one are stunning AF. ✨ ✨ ✨
Anastasia Beverly Hills “Sultry” Eyeshadow Palette
Okay, the packaging alone for this palette has me drooling. I swear my volleyball girls are mind readers. A couple of weeks ago I was in Sephora eyeing this palette, tucking it into the back of my mind to come back to for a later purchase. But lo and behold, my girls came thru and got it for me!!! 😭 Wow, they know me so well.. lmao
The colors look so rich even though they look fairly neutral. So stoked to try it out! Keep your eyes out for my next beauty video where I test out this bad boy :-)
Bath and Body Works- Vanilla Bean Noel Shower Gel and Warm Vanilla Sugar Body Spray
My girls also got me a couple of holiday scents from Bath and Body works- the vanilla bean shower gel and the warm vanilla sugar body spray! They remind me of waking up to the comforting smell of cookies baking on Christmas morning. I’m looking forward to using these throughout the rest of winter! ❄
Engraved Sterling Whistle and Locket Necklace
The last couple of things my girls got me were this locket necklace with my initial on it (with a picture of our team inside!!!!!) and a new whistle with my name engraved on it!!! During one of our practices my whistle broke and so they were thoughtful enough to get me a new one....I’m tellin’ ya’ll that I have the best team ever. Like?!?!?!?!?! ❤❤❤
The locket is especially meaningful to me, because it has a picture of all of us from our very last practice together, the day before winning our last game. It was truly one of the best moments of my life that I hold dearly to my heart. And now I can wear it near my heart. OMG. IMMA MAKE MYSELF CRY!!! 😢
How precious!
My girls also gifted me larger framed photos of us, and one of my girls even painted me Bob-Ross inspired artwork! However, those are already hanging on my wall. If any of my girls are reading this- I love each and every one of you queens so much! Thank you for the gifts, I honestly could not have asked for anything better. You guys are the best 💕
Jewelry and Santa Baby Sweatsuit Set
These were gifted to me by my mother, who always comes thru with the accessories and clothing for Christmas. One of my resolutions for 2018 is to accessorize more, so the jewelry is a perfect addition to my collection! As for the “Santa Baby” sweater/sweatpant set, I’m so in love. The quality is so nice and soft and it makes me feel snuggly and warm and cute all at the same time. Thanks, Mom!
Burlington Coat Factory- $100 Gift Card
If there’s anything I love getting for Christmas, it’s gift cards. Although some people may think it’s impersonal, I love them because you never have to worry about whether or not the person likes it, because they can just use it to get what they like instead. Which is why I love that my Dad gets me a gift card to one of my favorite stores every year, hahaha. Thank GOD, cause ya girl needs new clothes.
And as for this last gift, I think it’s pretty self-explanatory as to what it is...
Shoutout to my girlfriend Ely who picked this as one of the white elephant gifts for our Christmas party last weekend, HAHAHA. Love that for me! 😂
Anyways, that concludes my Christmas 2018 haul. Once again, I’m so grateful for all of the gifts that I received from my friends, my team, and my family. ❤ (This was in no way, shape, or form me trying to brag or show off what I got! I just wanted to share my gifts to my blog for those whom are curious, as I do every year.)
With that being said, I also wanna know what ya’ll got for Christmas! Gadgets? Gift Cards? Makeup? 👀 Let me know what you got in my ask box!
thanks for reading, babes. Happy Holidays, and have a Happy New Year! 💋
~xoxo Chiyo
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