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#ok but like my crush did this to me before that was so embarrassing actually
cloudpalettes · 1 year
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hayleythesugarbowl · 8 months
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Could you do headcanons for dating Shayne Topp from Smosh? I’m kind of obsessed with him rn lol
shayne topp x reader headcanons
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。⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • smosh masterlist • shayne x reader fic 。⋆୨୧˚
a/n: ok, sorry this took so long and i hope you enjoy!! im kinda obsessed with him too ngl but shh 🤫 🤭🍒💌
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dating shayne would include…
ok so like when you were a new member at smosh he was the first to show you the ropes as the sailors say
you became friends with all of the cast really quickly 
and maybe developed a bit of a crush on shayne 
you and courtney hung out often and talked about it 
shayne immediately started liking you and constantly tried to impress you 
he was honestly so scared to ask you out 
but eventually he made the first move
everyone says that they all saw it way before you guys did 
like they placed bets on when you’d get together ian won
the man is a perfect boyfriend 
ever the gentleman
any time you even mention it being a little chilly he’ll give you his jacket 
which definitely smells like his cologne tell me I’m wrong
or put his arms around you 
he takes you out for picnics 
and long walks where you just talk 
you and shayne read together too and it’s so cute
like imagine resting your head on this man’s chest just reading into the night 
you and him and damien hang out all the time obviously 
so many game nights 
he definitely got you a card once that said “you’re my favorite pizza place”
he takes you on so many fun little adventures
posts about you constantly
he always tries to cheer you up whenever you’re upset by making you laugh 
and it works 
always rubbing circles on your back 
and EYE CONTACT 
like you’ll look over and he’s just admiring you 
he thinks (and tells you) that you’re such a creative, talented person 
he definitely played music on the jukebox at a restaurant one time and insisted you dance with him 
much to your embarrassment 
but you loved it
he actually loves it when you run your fingers through his hair 
you make each other laugh constantly 
definitely calls you babe 
he said i love you for the first time on camera because it just slipped out
he then assured you afterwards that he really meant it
“i think I’m falling in love with you y/n”
your first time reading the bible (if you got that reference i love you) he was so sweet and gentle 
he always says he’s so lucky he found you 
“No seriously, you saved me from dating. I don’t know what I’d do without you” 
he loves playing with your jewelry 
you two always win at couples games 
loves getting you gifts that are really specific and thoughtful 
he definitely lost a bet once and, dressed up however you wanted, went out in public and smiled the entire time  
he gets kinda flustered performing in front of you and everyone thinks it’s so cute 
like you’ll watch his old acting jobs together and he’s nervous about what you’ll think
but amidst your teasing you assure him he’s so so talented
you guys will fall asleep together on the couch and it’s so adorable that your friends almost don’t wake you up with an air horn and tease you for it
almost 
he just loves you so much and you’re so happy together <3
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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope you enjoyed!! i really hope this is what you wanted (and please keep in mind that it’s after 2am as i’m finishing this lol) let me know if you want any other smosh headcanons <3🎀
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spaceshipellie · 8 months
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ok ok rockstar!ellie x actress!reader ,, ellie being like obsessed with reader and her films / shows and says smth about u during an interview. reader seeing it and talking about it in another interview. even better if readers a bit older than ellie and ellie had a poster of reader in her room when she was younger sjshsg
the blades
rockstar!ellie x actress!reader
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part one (two pending)
summary: ellie’s band did a song for your upcoming movie and you both mention each other in interviews.
warnings: reader is like 5-6 years older than ellie but they’re both in their twenties
author’s note: i love this concept so much i want to write more rockstar!ellie x actress!reader in future!! tysm for the request, i hope you like it 🖤 wc: 800
“so let’s talk about your latest single, caves, which is for the new movie end of beginning, right?”
“right,” ellie nodded at the interviewer, twisting the rings on her fingers which rested in her lap. she was usually pretty nervous doing interviews, still only feeling truly comfortable in front of a crowd when she had her guitar hanging from her shoulders.
“it’s an incredible song and goes so well in the movie, i mean…” the interviewer’s voice trailed off as they turned to the audience who were whooping and cheering at the compliments. “well they certainly agree!”
“thank you, we’ve had so much fun getting to be a part of it,” dina beamed her award-winning smile.
“so were you able to meet the stars? what did they think?”
“we did briefly which was amazing,” dina carried on, “and i think they loved it!?” she turned to jesse.
“yeah they thought it was great which for us, you know, was crazy as they’re super talented people so that recognition was uh, was amazing. ellie especially loved it,” jesse said, sneaking in a jab at his band mate and best friend.
“really ellie?” the interview seemed keen to know more.
ellie stretched her arm up, nervously scratching the back of her head and tried to fight a smile off her lips. “yeah, i mean i…oh man, thanks jesse.”
“anytime.”
“i’m a huge fan so it was a trip getting to meet them,” she finally settled on.
“meeting y/n?” the interviewer pushed.
“yeah, meeting y/n was great.”
“why do i feel like there’s more you’re not telling me?” the interviewer joked.
“well,” she awkwardly laughed, “no, i mean she’s an insanely talented actress and i’ve loved her movies for years so it’s always pretty crazy meeting someone like that.”
“that, and the posters,” dina leaned into ellie’s shoulder. ellie tried to refrain from swearing on tv.
“posters?”
“yeah,” she admitted, “i had a poster of her on my wall when i was like 16.”
“was she a bit of a celebrity crush for you?”
“something like that, yeah.” ellie’s cheeks had gone bright red and they felt hot under the bright stage lights and mini interrogation she was experiencing.
“oh it’s all coming out now,” jesse laughed and dina laughed with him. ellie chuckled, embarrassed, whilst shooting them a glare.
she ran her hands down her face. “oh, i can’t believe you just made me admit that on tv.”
“she’s probably going to see this,” the interviewer said, “and she’s on here next week.”
“oh god, don’t even mention it.”
— a week later —
“so, y/n! thanks for being on the show.”
“thank you for having me!” you shot your best smile at the interviewer and the crowd, who cheered.
“you’re new movie end of beginning is out now, is that right?”
“yes it’s out now and we had the premier last week which was an incredible night!”
“it looked amazing, as did you, so stunning!”
“thank you so much.”
the interviewer went on asking you more questions about your role in the movie before bringing up ellie’s band, the blades.
“you might have already seen but last week we had the blades on our show and they said it was amazing to work with you.”
“yes! i loved the music they made for this movie, they’re all beyond talented. it was great to meet them as well, super lovely guys,” you praised.
“were you a fan before?”
“yes i am actually, i saw them live on their tour last year so yeah, i’ve been a fan for a while.”
your cheeks felt hot all of a sudden as you had a feeling where this was going.
“well, i think they were definitely fans of yours, or at least one of them was!” the interviewer prodded, smiling. you laughed shyly, not wanting to be the one to admit to anything in front of a live audience.
“ellie said you were her celebrity crush.”
“i heard, yeah,” you smiled down into your lap, trying to compose yourself.
“i think you’d made a cute couple,” the interviewer beamed and the crowd cheered. “they think so!”
“i um,” you stammered, “yeah she’s cute.”
you thought she was more than just cute! you had been a fan of her band for a couple of years and had swooned over the way her skilled fingers plucked her guitar strings over and over again. the outfits she wore. the way she sits with her knees apart and hands clasped together in interviews. the smiles and smirks she has whilst on stage. the tiktok edits you had saved.
“well make sure to invite me to the wedding,” the interviewer laughed. you shyly nodded, trying to stifle the wide grin that wanted to take over your face. you almost hoped ellie wouldn’t see this but there was no doubt that she would… she did, and she had a shit-eating grin on her face the entire time.
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mrsshabana · 2 months
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Ok, but hear me out... Gyutaro finding out that his roommate is a camgirl.
I can't stop thinking about your post of the glory hole, now it lives rent free in my brain. 10/10 five stars and a cat.
𝐆𝐲𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐱 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬
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꒦꒷‧₊ Summary Gyutaro finds out that his roommate, you, is a camgirl
꒦꒷‧₊ Content Gyutaro x female!reader, 18+ MDNI, modern au, sex work, masturbation, sex toys
꒦꒷‧₊ Note This is such a devious idea... I love it! 😈🩷
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Gyutaro has been your roommate for about 6 months now, and he's proven to be a decent roommate. You're good friends with his sister, so he really only did it to make her happy. And because he may be a bit of a pervert and couldn't deny the fantasies that came to mind when thinking about living with a cute girl...
However, he's always just admired you silently and never spoken to you much. Keeping to himself in his room. It doesn't take long for him to develop a crush on you though, but he's never going to tell you. You're far too pretty for him, way out of his league. He'd never recover from the inevitable embarrassment of being rejected by you.
He was browsing Onlyfans when he found your page. As soon as he saw you he thought, "Oh fuck, that girl is just my type..." He clicks on your page to get a better look at you and that's when he realizes that this hot chick he just found on Onlyfans is actually his roommate.
Immediately you get a notification that Toxicboy66 has subscribed to you.
You send him a sexy photo of you winking and wearing a push-up bra along with a message thanking him for his support. It's a generic message you send to everyone who subscribes to you, but Gyutaro thinks you did it just for him.
Yeah, he immediately locks his door and pulls his pants down, biting his lip as he strokes his cock to the thought of you. His eyes never leave the photo, staring at your gorgeous face and imagining cumming on your tits.
It's not long before his cock is twitching and he's emptying his load all over his hand and abdomen.
At first, he feels guilty for masturbating to a photo of you. You've always been really sweet to him and something about jerking off to you behind your back makes him feel bad.
But when he gets the notification that you started a stream, he can't resist temptation. And that's how he got addicted to watching you play with your pussy every Wednesday and Friday.
You start the stream by welcoming everyone who joins, wearing cute lingerie with thigh-high stockings. Smiling sweetly and talking to your fans while you wait for more people to join.
Toxicboy66: Hey Doll ;) you look really beautiful today
"Aw, thank you Toxicboy66! And thanks for joining my stream today!" You say cheerfully when you see his greeting.
During that first stream, he can't stop himself from jerking his dick till it's raw. He cums 6 times during the 2 hour period that you're streaming.
After that day, he became addicted to you. Religiously watching your streams every week, always on time too. His favorite thing is when you use the vibrator and let him see how your pussy aches to have something inside of it. Clenching around nothing, practically begging him to put his cock inside. Those are the streams when he cums the hardest.
But sometimes your streams really aggravate him. Not because of you, but because of the other men that drool over you. Gyutaro wishes he could just have you for himself. That he could be your only fan.
But for now, all he can do is try to donate more than everyone else so you notice him. And you definitely do.
Every time he joins your stream you make sure to greet him. Sometimes you even ask him what he'd like to see you do today. God does he love it when you let him pick which toy you use or which position you get into.
Gyutaro even buys his very first sex toy because of you - a small pocket pussy that he can easily hide under his bed.
He'll get on his knees, positioning himself on the floor in front of his bed. And he'll put his laptop on his bed with your stream playing. Then he'll fuck his pocket pussy while watching you use a dildo. He'll even thrust into the toy at a pace matching you, pretending that it's him fucking your tight hole. Hearing your cute little moans as he pleasures his favorite girl. It’s his ultimate fantasy.
And even after he cums inside of the silicone pussy, he always keeps going. His previous release making the toy warm and wet on the inside, just how he imagines you'd feel. He fucks it relentlessly, emptying load after load in the abused pussy until it's completely filled and overflowing with his sticky semen.
You know that Toxicboy66 is hardcore simping for you, but you actually don't mind. His comments are never creepy or make you uncomfortable like some of the other fans. You've never had a fan as dedicated as him before.
But you never suspect that it's Gyutaro. He makes sure that you never find out. Even though his love for you is spiraling out of control, he knows that he'd never have a chance with you in real life. So he stays in the shadows, hiding his admiration for you in big donations and small gestures like making you breakfast or cleaning the apartment.
Toxicboy66 is your biggest fan, and you have no idea that he's actually your roommate.
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pank0w · 24 days
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can you write a drew starkey x fem!reader imagine where drew has a crush on the reader and he has for a while, but he doesn't think the reader likes him back until one day he like drunk confesses or just impulsively tells her? <3
A/N : Yes I will try (I’ve never written before) I’m sorry I’m so late on this I’m just so nervous to write stuff 😭😭
I love you..
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Drew starky x fem!Reader
Warnings:- drinking,use of y/n , drew being drunk most of the time, some insta posts (tell me if I’m missing anything.)
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having a well-known acting career and appearing in TV series such as Vampire Diaries, Stranger Things, and Ginny and Georgia, I've had my fair share of romantic relationships and crushes on coworkers.
I have had both positive and negative emotions from every person I have dated. Nonetheless I still have a lot of my partners as friends, though.
When I got casted on outerbanks, I was already working on a project which required all of my time in another state in a whole ,leading to me having to decline the role.
After finishing said project , and sulking over not excepting the offer i got a call from my agent telling me that I was getting handed a role,a really good one .No audition needed. As the love interest of a rich playboy (wonder who that is).
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“What exactly is the show again?…” I asked annoyed that I was being disturbed from my beauty sleep.
“Firstly I never told you aaand secondly it’s for.. outerbanks!”
What.
The show I declined? The show that made me regret doing my previous project instead of it? The show where my college crush- AHEM. right where was I
“Hellooo? You there y/n?..”
“Uhhh yeah sorry. You can call back and say yes”
“I already did. I was just telling you”
“Wow oka-“
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Originally I believed that when I joined the cast of the outerbanks drew starkey would forget about me, but judging off of the happy smile on his face when he saw me or how his eyes softened when I talked about something I was interested in told me otherwise. I was finally gonna tell him. Tell him I l-
Actually I just shouldn’t go! Yeah. Why face the embarrassment of drew not feeling same! Yeah that’s smar-
Ting!
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Madisyn bby
Girl, we need to go shopping for
Dresses ASAP . It’s already 3
And the party IS AT 9
You
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Woah woah ok I’ll
Meet you out in 5😭
Madisyn bby
That’s what I thought
You
Yeah yeah 😒
Madisyn bby
GET READY!!
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“Ok , red or black?” I asked with hesitation on the choices i had just tried on. “Definitely black girl, you look so hot” madisyn replied “maybe match it with some green?” Elaine said “that would look so good” Maddie added with a wink towards Elaine.
“Hey hey what’s up with the winking” I asked panicked “oh you know just Drew’s favourite colour..” madisyn mumbled out. I felt my eye twitching at the three of them I felt the heat rise up to my cheeks
“god you guys” I blushed and ran into the changing room soon hearing the laughter of the 3 girls.
“You don’t need to be embarrassed girlie pop” Elaine teased “easy for you to say your already dating someone ” I whined
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elameeeee had too much fun shopping with my girls for season wrap party
Y/nuser I will find you.
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As soon as I walked into the venue of the party the only that came to mind was my insecurities. Would Drew ever like someone like me? Someone who isn’t as pretty as his ex’s?
Instead of overthinking maybe I should just drink it away .yeah that sounds goo-
“Y/N!”
God what is with people and interrupting me today?! I turned around and looked around not seeing anyone who seemed to be calling my name
“Over here!” I turned a bit to the right and saw
Drew.
Oh my. No no no. I’m not ready yet I was still in the middle of overthinking.
He came running up to me with the cutest grin on his face “hey.” He said out of breath “hi Drew” I responded while looking down because I could feel the blood rushing up.
“You- uh you look beautiful ” he stuttered out after actually taking a good look at my dress. If I wasn’t blushing earlier I sure am now.
“You don’t look half-bad yourself starkey” I giggled out trying to regain my confidence.
I couldn’t help but notice the small blush spread across his face after hearing my comment. God that’s so embarrassing, why did I even say that.
“DREW MY MAN!” I hear non other than Rudy come up. Rudy was nice , I saw him as my best friend, like a brother, Rudy and I were two pods in a pea, me and him grew up together in Atlanta and only moved apart because of high school, we still often texted and chatted but it never felt the same as being with him in person
“RUDY!” I squealed
“Y/n!” He rushed into my arms and pulled me into his into his tight embrace “oh my god , I missed you so much”
He chuckled “I missed you too n/n” he pulled back “look at you, miss hell on wheels”
“You guys know eachother?” Drew asked “yeah, me and Rudy grew up together” I responded Rudy agreeing with me “oh okay..”
“So um let’s head inside?”
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It was currently 1:25 am and observing how everyone was almost knocked out , except for jd and me obviously, who else was going to take care of them?
“I’ll order a Uber for Rudy and Elaine , you should stay with drew,the girls and me , it’s not a problem” JD offered
“Yeah That’d be great , thank you jd” he nodded
Now , the biggest challenge of all, getting them back to the apartment. Sigh, why am I even here.
“Drew come on , let’s go”
“Ughnnn, no I don’t wanna” he wrapped his arms around my waist and stared into my eyes
“Drew-” he put his head into the crook of my neck. God I can feel his breath. It’s okay , just get him back to the apartment and done
“Y/n Come on let’s go!” JD honked from the car
“Come on drew” I practically dragged him out, but what surprised me that he didn’t let go. “Drew let go”
“Nghhhh” he somehow just cuddled in deeper to me
This is going to be a long night.
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Having to drag this 80kg man down a hallway into a bed is like doing bodybuilding.
“Come on Drew go to bed”
“Don’t leaveeeee” he whined
I sighed out of frustration, “okay cmon big boy let’s go to bed” I stepped into bed and stayed on my side of the bed, not wanting it to be awkward.
He tried wrapping his arms around me “heyyy, come closer”
“Drew what has gotten into you” I mumbled, as he wrapped his arms around my waist and stuffed his head into the crook of my neck like earlier today
“You know drew im so gonna make fun o-”
“Do you and Rudy have something going on” he spoke clearly for the first time that night.
WHAT?!
“What are you on about drew.” He still waited for a response “no!” He sighed like he was holding his breath and leaned back into my shoulder.
“I love you” his voice came muffled but , I knew what he said, if it wasn’t so dark , he would’ve seen how red I’d become just from that one comment
“Drew come on your drunk-”
He lifted his head “I mean it.”
Oh my god. Is the world spinning? I can’t breathe!. Okay , no calm, he’s drunk he doesn’t mean it. Your okay yea-
Suddenly I felt lips on mine, it took me a moment to realise what was happening and I kissed back. no this is wrong, I pulled away
“Drew we can’t do this.. not again”
“Y/n , I know you feel it, please.”
I paused thinking of what to say , hearing him plead with his puppy eyes under the moonlight was intoxicating
“Drew your drunk, I won’t do anything, until I know you mean it”
Drew didn’t respond, he slowly made a Noice of confirmation and understood where I was coming from and put his head back down to its original position.
I knew he wasn’t sleeping but it was peaceful knowing we were just lying there. I felt my eyes get heavy but before I let slumber take me I said
“Hey drew..”
“Hmm”
“Tell me that again tomorrow”
I felt him smile against my neck and muzzle into me more
“Ofcourse”
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The next morning , i woke up with Drew still having his arms wrapped around me and a particular instagram post that made me actually realised what was happening
Rudeth
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Rudeth saves this wiles you can people , before y/n wakes up and kills me #y/drew
@y/nuser and @drewstarkey
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void-wolfie · 9 months
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How'd You Do That?
summary: you have a panic attack right before your first premiere. [request]
pairing: Jenna Ortega x gn!Reader
tw: panic attack, my terrible writing (let me know if I need to add anything)
words: 1.5k
a/n: this is one of the rare times where I can say it took me so long to get to a request because I had too many ideas. I was watching my favorite show the other day and they use this idea and I couldn't stop thinking of a Jenna x R scene with it (bonus points if you know what show it's based off of)
*disclaimer; please don't use this tactic to stop a panic attack, it could actually make things worse. I only wrote it like this because it's fiction and cute.
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"You did it, kid,"
Those were the first words out of your dad's mouth when he called you.
You did it.
The words bounced around in your head, filling you with excitement and dread. There was a pit in your stomach, and you had the urge to puke, you weren't sure if that was a good thing or not.
You did it.
That was a year ago, news had just gotten out that you'd be in a new summer film, set to co-star with none other than Miss Jenna Ortega herself. At the time, you were a no-name actor. You'd been in a few small things here and there, a few supporting roles. But you were nothing compared to the young sensation herself.
You'd gotten a rocky start; you were an anxious mess at the start of filming. But who wouldn't be when they were sitting so close to their celebrity crush.
Somewhere along the way, the anxiety faded. She wasn't The Jenna Ortega anymore; she was just Jenna. She wasn't the actress you'd been looking up to since the start of your career, but a pretty girl with a million freckles and a love of dad jokes. She became your best friend. The girl you'd call at one am to confess all your worries to, the girl who'd call you every day and made sure you ate because sometimes you'd forget, the girl who didn't know a lick of Spanish yet could still pull off the most amazing accent, and the girl you would text first thing every morning.
You sat in the car, wringing your hands nervously.
You were supposed to get out of the car five minutes ago, but you couldn't. Your legs felt like Jello and your vision was spinning just a bit.
All that filming and it was finally the moment of truth. The day of the premiere. Would people like you? Would they like the movie? What if your acting was terrible? You'd never been to a premiere like this before, what if you embarrassed yourself? Or-
You were freaking out. You could hear your heartbeat thumping in your ears, erratically beating in your chest. It felt like someone had knocked the air out of you, squeezing your lungs and making it impossible to breathe. And your hands; they were clammy and cold, yet somehow also hot, and they wouldn't stop shaking.
Jenna was sitting next to you in the car, tinted windows hiding the two of you from the sea of flashing cameras outside. She had been through her fair share of premieres. She knew what to expect, she knew how to act and what to do. You on the other hand, you'd never been to one. She'd been watching you with worried eyes all day, watching as your anxiety built as the day went on.
"Hey, it's going to be alright," She grabbed your hands, interlocking your fingers with hers. She'd hoped the physical contact might help calm you, but it didn't seem to ease your nerves.
Your eyes flitted down to your hands interlaced with Jenna's, her black nail polish contrasting against her tan skin.
Being close to Jenna always made you feel better, yet it didn't seem to be helping this time.
Your anxiety was at an all-time high, crippling you from the inside out. Your throat squeezed a little tighter as if you weren't struggling to breathe enough already.
"I'll be right there with you the whole time, ok?" She squeezed your hands reassuringly, but it didn't do anything to quell the raging storm inside.
Your eyes traveled back to the window. The flashing lights, the reporters circling like ravenous vultures, the way the other actors were already out there making everything look so easy while you were in the midst of a breakdown... It was too much...
Your breathing got a little more ragged, shallow uneven breaths wracking your chest. You closed your eyes, focusing on just trying to calm down.
Jenna's eyebrows scrunched in confusion, watching the way your chest heaved and hands squeezed hers tighter. It only took her a few seconds to figure out what was happening, she wasn't any stranger to panic attacks.
"Breathe with me. In and out," She exaggerated her breathing, trying to encourage you to slow your own, "In and out,"
But you couldn't, no matter how hard you tried. The feeling of not being in control of something as simple as breathing made you panic even more.
"I- I can't-"
"Hey, look at me," you felt her finger under your chin, tilting your face to look at her. But you made sure to keep your eyes shut. You didn't want to look into those big brown eyes and show her just how vulnerable you were, you'd rather suffocate.
"y/n, please," her voice cracked ever so slightly, composure dropping for just a split second. She was worried about you. Worried about how you were spiraling out of control, and you wouldn't let her help.
Her mind was blank, not sure what to do. She had one idea left, though she wasn't sure if it'd help or make things entirely worse, "I have an idea, do you trust me?"
If this backfired... Well, she didn't want to think about that.
You nodded, still attempting to calm down. Your nerves felt like they were on fire as you struggled to breathe, your heartbeat still thumping loudly in your ears.
A second passed. Then two. You were about to open your eyes to see what bright idea Jenna had when a pair of lips smashed against yours.
The whole world stopped. All you could focus on was the pair of soft lips pressed against yours and the warm hand cupping your cheek.
Wow.
She pulled away and the world stood still.
Everything felt quiet. That nagging voice in the back of your skull wasn't there. The sound of your heartbeat echoing in your ears had dimmed. Even the sound of the crowds outside seemed much smaller.
Jenna didn't think her idea would work. But you already seemed a bit better. Your hands had stopped shaking so violently and your breathing had mostly returned to normal.
"y/n?" Now Jenna was the one panicking. What if she just ruined your friendship? She couldn't lose you...
Your mind was strangely quiet for once. And you were only aware of two things. Firstly, wow. Secondly, do it again.
"y/n?" Jenna's voice finally pulled you from whatever trance you were in.
"Would it be wrong, to ask you to do that again?" Your eyes were still closed. Part of you was scared to open them again. What if you opened them and she wasn't there? What if it was all just a dream?
Jenna wasn't sure how to answer that. Would it be wrong? The two of you were coworkers after all. But she didn't really care.
It took her a second to think about what you were asking, and even less than that to throw the question out the window and kiss you again.
It was soft, simple, and sweet. It was everything you could ever ask for from a second kiss.
The minute Jenna pulled away all you could think of was the missing warmth. The way it felt like finding your other half just to be ripped apart.
Silence filled the air, neither of you sure who would speak first.
"How'd you do that?" You finally relaxed, opening your eyes to find her big brown ones looking back, full of concern and adoration.
"Do what?"
"You stopped my panic attack,"
"I read somewhere that getting someone to hold their breath can stop a panic attack, when I kissed you, you held your breath," you couldn't help but notice the small blush spread across her cheeks.
"Did you mean it? Like, did you want to kiss me?"
"Would it be wrong of me to say I did?"
Your eyes lit up. She wanted to kiss you? Does that mean she likes you?
Shouting and cheering from outside caught the attention of you and Jenna, heads darting over to the window to watch the cheering crowds outside; all of them oblivious to what just happened between you and your co-star.
"We have to go, don't we?" You were a bit disappointed. You didn't want to leave the safety of the car, you wanted to talk this out with Jenna.
"Unfortunately," Jenna noticed the pout that took over your features, the way you gripped her hand a bit tighter for comfort, "But I'll be right there the whole time, ok? And we can even leave early if you want."
You nodded, still not exactly happy to be going, but going with Jenna was better than going solo.
Jenna pushed open the car door. Instantly flashing lights and people calling yours and Jenna's names filled the air. You could feel the anxiety bubbling up again. But just as quickly as it started, it went away. Jenna's hand gave yours a little squeeze, reminding you she was right there.
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anyamaris · 11 months
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Summary- After a long week with little sleep, you accidentally fall asleep in the bathtub. Fortunately, someone finds you...
Pairing- Yeosang x F!Reader
Trope- Friends to lovers au, smut
Warnings-Vulgarity, unprotected sex (wrap er up), intimacy, minors DNI, 18+++++ NSFW
Tags: @ksmutsociety @cultofdionysusnet @shinestarhwaa @woosanbby @wooyoungmybelovedhusband
A/N- I couldn't help but write this one even though I have so many others started. I accidentally fell asleep in the bath this week and I couldn't help my wandering brain. This is my current Yeo fantasy so I hope you enjoy and please reblog and feedback is always appreciated!
Update:Thank you to @kwanisms for the pretty new header! I adore you!
As always thank you to @cafekitsune for the banners 🤍💜🤍
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Your eyes flutter a bit and you barely register how cold and clammy your skin is before you're being hoisted up into someone's arms.
"Y/n!" you hear and you instinctively reach out and wrap your arms around the man holding you. "Ughhh..." you moan out and then shiver. "Oh my god, you're freezing cold!" the man says and from the deep timbre of his voice, you wake up a little more.
"Yeo-Yeosang?" you manage and bury your face into his warm neck. "So cold...." you whisper and his arms tighten, pulling you closer. "Shh...going to your room, ok?" he whispers and then you feel him moving. Opening your eyes, you look up at the man carrying you.
His long dark hair is framing his face, and concern is pinching his beautiful, angelic features. You admire his beautiful birthmark as you curl into him more. His warmth feels so pleasant and you are slow to register what is actually going on.
You start to remember how you got here. Your week had been a nightmare, between work and barely getting any sleep from stress, you'd come home Saturday night and drawn a bubble bath. Your roommate had told you he'd be gone tonight so you'd taken advantage of the quiet.
So how was Yeosang here now, carrying you like a princess to your room? "Wooyoung gave me a key," you register him saying. "He asked me to stop by for some stuff. I'm glad he did, don't you know you could have drown?" he's scolding. "Mmm..." you murmur and tighten your arms around his neck.
Instead of setting you down, he sits on the bed with you in his lap. He yanks a fluffy blanket over to you both and then he's wrapping it around you and him. You don't know why he's not just letting you go, but you're not going to complain. You'd been harboring a very deep crush on the man for ages now.
And now...you were naked, in his lap, on your bed...with noone else home.
You...were naked... it finally clicks in your head. Embarrassment colors your cheeks as you look up at him. He's doesn't appear to be affected by your nakedness and you feel a pang of sadness. Of course he isn't...he's just worried about his friend's roommate.
"Yeo....sorry I ....just haven't been sleeping, I guess." you say, feeling shy and vulnerable all at once. His face softens as he takes yours in, the stern look fading into tenderness. "Y/n...." he sighs and one of his hands is cupping your cheek.
Swallowing hard, you feel a shiver wrack your body as his inner arm brushes against your breast at the action. Your nipple tightens at the contact and the tenderness on his face changes. His eyes flicker down to your naked chest, and you watch as his lips part slightly. Before you can stop yourself, you reach up and run a fingertip over his bottom lip.
His sharp intake of breath has your heart pounding. "I'm sorry...I...just..." you stammer, feeling a swell of confusion on top of your lust and some shame at your reaction to him. You go to turn your head and go to push away from him, intending to get up.
Before you can even look away completely, his hand is behind your neck, pulling you towards him as his mouth meets yours. His lips are soft and searching, this thumb rubbing gently across your cheekbone. You let out a small noise of surprise and then you're melting into him.
As you lean into him, you register that his shirt is soaking wet from getting you out of the tub. The kiss is broken as he pulls back and looks at you. His eyebrows are furrowed and he's searching your face. "Y/n...I am...I want to tell you properly that... I..." he struggles to get out but his eyes are half lidded and he's leaning in again, capturing your lips once more.
"Yeosang...." you manage as his mouth opens, his tongue seeking yours. You let out a moan and you can feel his reaction as his hands start to move over your skin, his fingers trailing up your side. You barely notice the blanket falling off your shoulders as you reach up and put your fingers in his hair.
His hand travels around to your lower back and he splays his hand to hold you. You tug gently at him and he stops, pulling back to search your face. "Your shirt...sorry, I got it all wet." you say and he's groaning as you reach down to lift it. You finally register his stiffness underneath you, pressing into your bottom.
He briefly leans back as you pull his shirt over his head and throw it to the side. You can't control the shiver that wracks your whole body at his naked chest. His arms and shoulders are so well defined, and his chest is beautifully sculpted. This man is insanely perfect, you think.
"You're still so cold," he sighs out, picking you up once more. You have a moment to revel at feeling small and helpless in his strong arms before he's gently placing you on the bed. Then he's unbuttoning his pants and removing the rest of his clothing before crawling on top of you.
He holds himself above you, sliding between your legs. He pulls the blanket over you both before settling his body on yours. "They...were wet too...." he says, blushing, as his naked thigh brushes yours, his hard length pressing against your pelvis.
You take in his face, his ragged breathing, his lust filled eyes. "Yeo...I...will you ...keep me warm?" you breathe out and he's capturing your lips with his again. You moan into his open mouth and reach up to touch his strong shoulders before you wrap your hand around the back of his neck, arching up into his kiss.
He lets out a low growl as his hand runs slowly up your side, your skin prickling from the softness of his touch. His hand finally slides up to cup your breast in his palm, his thumb gently rubbing over your taut nipple. The simple gesture has you arching your back and whining, your head leaning back. His lips travel down to your neck and he's audibly breathing. His hips are pressing you down and you adjust yours so that his cock rubs against your wet core.
"Fuck..!" he gasps against your ear and he's trembling, suddenly halting his movements. "Yeo....?" you ask, almost breathless. You can't help but squirm a bit and press upwards. "Are you...do you...fuck....is this ok with you?" He asks, and you run your hand down his back, pressing a kiss to his temple.
"Yes, Yeosang...it's more than ok. I....I've wanted you...I ..." you stutter, feeling shy again at the idea of confessing at this moment, regardless of the current position you're in. He draws his head back and looks down at you, his lust filled gaze searching your face. "You too?" he asks and you bite your lip with a nod.
"Oh thank fucking god," he groans out and then he's kissing you again. You run your hand over his back as he starts moving his hips once more, his length sliding against your folds. You let out a long moan and you feel his smile against your mouth. He pulls back and looks at you as he rolls his hips, slowly pulling himself back. Then he's staring into your eyes as the tip of his cock presses against your entrance.
You just stare up at him with your lips parted, breathing out small moans as he stretches you, pushing his length deep inside of you until he's entirely sheathed within your tight walls. His hand glides back into your hair, holding the back of your head as he pulls back, then thrusts back into you. You cry out, the sudden movement and friction against all of your sensitive spots, as well as his dilated eyes making you see stars.
His smirk as he thrusts again, then again has you panting, your heart pounding against your chest as his moans mix with yours. Your legs go around him and his smirk fades, his jaw clenching. "Y/n...I don't know ...how long...I can...." he bites out, his whimpers turning into deep cries.
His head drops into your neck and you hold tightly onto him as his thrusts pick up more. "Yeosang....don't hold back...please...." you gasp out, crying out with mewling sounds in between. He slides his hands up your arms, pulling them over your head. His fingers entwine with yours and he's holding you down as he starts to fuck you faster and harder.
"You feel so good." he's rasping and his mouth is on your ear, the sensation of his voice and the hot breath spiraling you into a sudden unexpected orgasm. "Yeo! Yeo! YEOSANG!" You scream out, hips lifting and he's panting and crying out as you clamp down around him.
"Oh...BABY FUCK... I CAN'T ST-" his body is shaking and his hips are stuttering as warmth fills your insides, his release forcing him to gasp and tremble. It feels like an eternity before you feel your insides relax, the warm liquid of his seed seeping out from between you as he lets out a breath. His body goes limp on yours and his face is just buried in your neck, his breathing eventually slowing down.
Your hands comb through his hair and you bask in the sensation of him being inside of you, his body pressed down on yours. His arms slide underneath you and he murmurs soft nothings as he starts to softly kiss your neck.
"Baby..." he mutters and then he's kissing you, his mouth devouring you. Pulling back, he presses his forehead against yours. "Will you be mine?" he asks bluntly and you can't help the happy smile and the blush that creeps into your cheeks.
"Yes...I'm pretty sure I've been yours for awhile now, I'm just glad you finally noticed." you say softly, and he can't help but let out a low chuckle. "Yeah...I'm a little dense sometimes. But it's been mutual, for awhile." Your smile softens as he kisses you once again, delicately.
"Do me a big favor though?" he asks, drawing designs on the bare skin of your chest, his head resting in the crook of your shoulder and neck. "mmm?" you manage, enjoying the after sex bliss.
"If you take a bath again, just call me first."
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mrvlbimbo · 2 years
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hii, i wanted to request eddie and bimbo reader!! a unique pair, but reader likes metal and rock music, and they find other ways to bond later!! ( you can take the last however lol )
Genuinely love this character and their dynamic sm in this fic!!! I was going to wait to post it till I wrote everything I wanted to with this HC but I figured I’d pass it off to y’all and see what u think abt it as well
(Finally living up to my username ig)
Eddie x Bimbo!reader (this is going to be a series btw)
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When the hottest girl in his math class asked him out he thought someone was playing a cruel trick on him. Like haha laugh at the freak and his massive crush on the school bimbo.
She came into pre-calc that day all giggling and happy and usual. She sat down right next to him, now that was unusual. Twirling her hair and smiling, she leaned over to him and asked “Hey Eddie, what are you doing this weekend?”
“I dunno.” His heart raced when she ran a finger over his bicep and looked up at him, fluttering her eyelashes.
Her nails were done in a French tip manicure and he wondered how she got anything done with nails that long and fancy. “I have tickets to a rock concert. Will you go with me?” She bit her lip in anticipation of his answer.
He did not give her one, deciding instead to jump out of his seat and rush to the bathroom and not return until the very end of class. She was still right there waiting for him with a pleasant smile. “I’ll have to check my schedule,” he finally answered, still not sure if it was a joke.
She was also repeating her senior year but it didn’t seem to affect her popularity. But that might have had something to do with the fact she was drop dead gorgeous and absurdly friendly and kind. He was skeptical of “preps” like her but he couldn’t imagine she would ask him out as a joke just to be cruel. She didn’t have a cruel bone in her body.
But he also couldn’t imagine her actually wanting to hangout with him. Still perplexed by the time lunch rolled around, he decided to ask the rest of the hellfire club what they thought. They didn’t have any helpful advice, due to the fact they did not believe him.
That was until the girl in question practically skipped over to their table and took the seat right next to Eddie. “Hiiiii Eddie. Did you check your schedule?” she giggled, tapping her nails on the table and looking at him expectantly.
The rest of the group was freaking out now and she had a confused look on her face, soon she was going to get upset if she realized the others were poking fun at them. So he did the only logical thing, grabbing her hand and leading her out of the lunchroom and into his secret spot in the woods.
If she was confused before she was really confused now. But there was still a soft smile on her face when he looked at her. “Why are we out here?” she asked, stepping closer to him. Her hands were resting on his chest and he wasn’t sure if he’d ever been this close to a girl before.
“I wanted to talk to you in private,” he answered, stepping away so he could breathe without taking in her floral femine scent that made him a little bit delirious and very horny.
“It’s ok,” she blurted out, shaking her head and looking a bit embarrassed.
“What?” he asked dumbly.
“If you don’t want to go. It’s ok. I won’t be mad,” she assured him, her gentle tone encouraging him to finally agree to her offer.
“No no. It sounds really fun.” She perked up at that, giving him all the information about the concert and hurrying off back to her other friends who were probably missing her.
They had a really good time at the concert. He stuck by her side the whole night, glaring at any guy who looked at her. Which was a lot of guys, she was very attractive. And it didn’t hurt that she was wearing knee high boots, the shortest and tightest skirt imaginable, and a top that barely qualified as anything other than lingerie.
His eyes were glued to her the entire night and when she asked to stay over at his place that night he thought he had died and gone to heaven. In the morning when he woke to her wearing one of his t-shirts while trying and failing to cook breakfast, he was sure she was an angel.
Their friendship grew quickly. It seemed like she always had an extra ticket for him to go see whatever band she was into at the time. Despite having little in common besides music taste and the same pre-calc class, they got along well.
He was fiercely protective of her once he noticed she wasn’t as popular as she might have seemed. People took advantage of her trusting and kind nature to make fun of her behind her back and it made him sick. From then on anyone who had a bad word to say about her would end up with a ring clad fist to the face.
After months of hanging out, things started to change. She looked at him with this longing in her eyes that he didn’t understand. There was always fondness but now when she looked at him there was hurt piled on top of it.
One day after school he had invited her back to his trailer and when he turned on a movie she just crumpled. He could instantly tell something was wrong. “Hey hey. What's wrong sweetheart?” he asked, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her in for a hug.
He wasn’t much of a hugger before her but she was very affectionate and he tried to match that since it seemed to comfort her. She pushed away and stared at the floor, angry tears starting to fall down her cheeks. “Why haven’t we had sex yet?” she asked softly, the words barely above a whisper as if she was embarrassed to even be saying them.
“Huh?” he questioned, his eyes widening at her words. He was very into her but he was sure that they were nothing more than friends. Had she been waiting for him to make a move this whole time? Now he felt like an idiot.
“We’ve been dating for months now. And at first I kinda liked it because I thought we were taking things slow. Usually guys don't take things slow with me. But like you wont even kiss me and I’m starting to think you don’t even like me that much.” He tried to interrupt her but she just kept rambling, her voice speeding up and shaking a bit since she was still lightly crying. “And then I thought, well maybe he’s just not that into sex but you don’t tell anyone about us either and you never hold my hand.” Her lip trembled when she looked up from the ground to look at him.
He had an utterly dumbfounded expression on his face “We’re dating?”
She ignored his question and kept on with her nervous monologue. “Are you allergic to me? Like my perfume or my shampoo? Because I can change that, it’s not a big deal.”
“We’re dating?” he repeated, sounding more stunned than the last time. The longing stares were starting to make sense now.
“So I just want to know what’s going on,” she finished, looking at him expectantly. She had seemingly not heard his twice-asked question.
“Ok this is a little embarrassing but maybe I didn’t quite realize we were dating,” he admitted awkwardly, fully prepared for her to blow up and never speak to him again.
“It’s not embarrassing, it’s cute. You’re really sweet to me, for a not-boyfriend. I like really really like you.”
“I don’t wanna be a not-boyfriend.”
“What-what does that mean?” Her face fell, confusion and hurt setting back in.
“C’mere, I’m such an idiot.” He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against his chest tightly. She gasped, hands steadying her on his chest and clutching the fabric of his shirt. “Let me take you on a date officially alright?”
“Ok!” she perked right up when he touched her, bubbly and happy once again at the idea of a date.
Their first date was to the county fair. He took her on the ferris wheel and as she had earlier mentioned was an issue, he did hold her hand this time. When the wheel abruptly stopped right as they were at the top, he took it as his opportunity to finally make his move.
When he cupped her cheek and turned her face to him she said “Oh no! We’re stuck.” She was pouting with a very serious expression on her face, not quite understanding that the ride had stopped on purpose.
“No. They just do that so you can get a nice view from the top,” he explained, gazing lovingly into her eyes as if he was trying to send her a really sweet telepathic message.
“Oh. It’s beautiful,” she gasped, not taking her eyes off of him for one second.
“Can I kiss you?“ he asked, already leaning in so their lips brushed.
“Oh Eddie. Please.” He loved the way she said his name but in that moment he loved even more the way her lips moved against his. Her pink nails scratched at his chest over his shirt as she moaned and whimpered into his mouth, quickly getting worked up just from kissing.
When her hand started to slip down his chest and closer to the growing bulge in his pants, he had to stop her. “Woah. Let’s uh wait for that.”
“Why?” She asked innocently, batting her eyelashes up at him.
“Because we’re at the county fair and I think handjobs are generally frowned upon in that setting.”
“Oh yeah,” she giggled, turning to rest her head on his chest instead.
“I know it’s probably soon for this but I think I love you,” he whispered, kissing the top of her head lightly as he stared down at her sweet smile.
“I love you too, Eddie,” she replied, tilting her head up to meet his lips again.
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peachprairie · 10 months
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Warnings: smut (f receiving) & *obviously all my characters are written above the age of 18!!*
Tags: very poor communication but like not the miscommunication trope, fighting, angst, best friends, they r lowkey toxic idk, experimenting, JJ is mentioned a lot, little fluff at the end
Summary: a little fight leads to a confession and to something else
Wc: 2.1k
Notes: one… i'm a raging bisexual. two… this idea came up on a whim! enjoy hehe! (sorry for any mistakes it was only proofread once)
18+ ONLY. MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED
Sarah waltzed into your room swinging her keys in her hand. “You look pretty,” she says as she plops down on your bed. 
You glance over at her taking in her striped bikini top and shorts. “You too babes.”
You were anxiously ruffling through your drawers, looking for the top you wanted to wear. You guys were heading over to the chateau, to meet up with everyone else. It had only been a couple of months since Sarah started bringing you with her to hang out with the pogues. When she first brought around you didn't know what to expect considering your kook background. But your worries faded when they quickly ended up taking a liking towards you, especially JJ. To say the least you guys gravitated towards each other and you were crushing hard on him, but Sarah’s warnings always rang in the back of your head whenever you and him ended up alone. “He never gets into anything serious… he's a player”. 
You really didn't want to beat around the bush with him anymore, you needed to be honest with how you felt about him. You also needed to get clarity from him too, not having it led you both into an awkward situation the other night. Today you were planning on being honest with him, which is why you were freaking out about wanting to look perfect. 
“Soooo… What's the deal with you and JJ? You guys disappeared for some time the other night” Sarah smirked.
“Oh God I don’t wanna talk about it”
“Now I have to know,” she giggled.
You found the shirt you were looking for and let out a sigh of relief, “Things happened”
“What kind of things?” Her eyes widen as she gasps. “Did you guys hook up?”
“No” you bite your lip wearily “Well actually, I guess it depends”
“What exactly happened?”
“Sarah, its fucking embarrassing” you whine as you lean back on your wall.
“Would you just tell me, you know we don't keep secrets from each other.” She pleaded.
You huff and reluctantly pull yourself from the wall. 
“Ok let me start off by saying he's really sweet to me and patient and gives me all his attention.”
“Ok.. go on” she nods.
“So, we were making out in that extra room at the chateau… and somehow his hand ended up in my shorts” 
Sarah let out a big gasp. “You didn't” 
You shyly cover your face before you continue speaking.
“And it felt really good.” You rushed out quietly, before adding on. “But I just couldn't stop thinking about how you said he was a player, which led me to think about how inexperienced I was, and I just couldn't… you know, get there.” you sighed and flung your arms. she just stared at you listening  “He was trying for a while but I knew I just wouldn't be able to so I ended up saying that I drank too much and didn't know if it was a good idea anymore” 
“Ooh” she recoiled at the rejection you gave him.
“I know! Why the fuck did I say that, I literally only had a beer and he knew that because he got me the beer. I really think I fucked up my chances”
“I can't believe Maybank is the first person you let touch you.” She snickered. 
You roll your eyes at that and turn away from her to grab the top you had searched so hard for. “Is that all you got from what I just said? Seriously?” 
You pulled your tank top off and flung it in your basket. 
“Dude its fucking JJ, Not a big loss” she shrugged her shoulders.
“I really like him Sarah…” You stood there, chest bare as you tried to communicate to her you were serious.
She tries to hold back a smile “Ok, It was cute at first but you can't be serious?”
“You dont fucking get it Sarah” You pulled on the halter top struggling to contain your boobs as you attempted to knot the straps in the back. 
She hums, “What does that mean?”
“Do I have to spell it out? You always have a boyfriend.” You turn your back to her looking over your face in the mirror, as you struggle with tying the back of your top.
She looked at you through the reflection. “Are you jealous?”, You spun back around quickly forgetting about the straps.
“God no! I’m saying that because you have had so many relationships I don't think you see it the same. I really fucking like him, and I know you were looking out for me but your views of JJ really messed with my head”.
“So what I’m hearing is you think I’m a whore?” She gets up. 
“That is not what I’m saying! But since we're on the topic don't act like your reputation is perfect.” 
“Please enlighten me” she crossed her arms
 “Oh please Sarah, you can get any guy you want and when you do get them, you cheat on them. Topper. Denny. The guy before him.” You pull up your top, before delivering your last blow in a heap of frustration “You gonna do the same to John B too?!”
“Nice to know that this is how you see me, a cheating whore” 
“Why aren't you listening to me?” You plead.
“No, I think I am. You know… at least I know how to have a good time and not be a prude. You act like nobody wants you y/n, when there are plenty of guys who do. You just always reject them” She rolls her tongue in her mouth “To be honest knowing JJ, who's to say he hasn't moved on already? Fuck if I got rejected like that by someone who likes me I’d fuck the first person who batted me an eye”
You tucked your lips at her words, she could see that what she said hurt. She even knew that it was a low blow, but she said it because she was hurt by the fact that her best friend was confronting her about a problem that she didn’t want to acknowledge.
“Guess you're right Sarah” you turn your back to her, trying to hold back your tears. You go back to struggling with your top. You exasperatedly let out a curse and then a deep sigh, running your hands over your face.
You could hear her come closer behind you “I’m sorry, I shouldn't have said that” she spoke. You didn't have anything to say yet, you were processing everything that just happened still. “Here… let me help. '' She inches closer to you grabbing the straps that laid on your shoulder blades.
“I don't want your help” you turn around and escape her touch.
She stepped closer, searching for a connection, while yours looked anywhere but at her. Her voice is small when she speaks again, which catches your attention. “I love you, I’m sorry. Youre my best friend that was fucked up to say.” Your eyes met hers and she seemed sincere. Now you felt bad for starting this whole argument over JJ, it wasn't worth it.
“I love you too” you whispered as you looked down at the ground, unable to see the way she was staring so intensely at you. “I’m sorry. I don't want to fight like this with you, especially over a boy. Can you forgive me?”
Your question was answered by Sarah grabbing both sides of your cheeks and pulling you into a kiss. Her eyes closed shut while yours widened. You pulled back and giggled “Jesus, so you forgive me?” thinking it was just another friendly kiss you shared. But when you gazed over her face she looked at you with tears in her eyes. This was different. “What’s wrong?”
“I think I love you” She had been wanting to do that for a while now. She frantically looked over your face, anxiously waiting for you to say something.
“Wait, what?” Your smile fades.
“Fuck, I'm so dumb. Why did I think- I- I’m sorry” 
“You have a crush on me?” you whisper. She nods her head creating some distance between you. “We’ve been friends forever, why didn't you tell me? How long have you felt this way?”
“I don't know this past month maybe, It’s honestly really confusing because I’ve never felt this towards a girl. I didn't want things to get weird, but like lately seeing you… I don't know.” You were shocked about her feelings towards you, but it's not like you felt betrayed.
“Hey, like you said it's confusing but I’m here for you.” you whispered looking frantically between her eyes “It doesn't change our friendship, ok? Shit I'm not even sure about what I like either” You had never really given it much thought.
You knew that you have feelings for JJ, but kissing Sarah didn’t make you feel grossed out in any way. You felt safe with her. If anything she was probably the best person that could help you come to a conclusion. 
“Maybe…” she closed the distance and gently rested  her hands on your hips “We can try something, to see if its what either of us want, and if not we can just go back to normal”
You hesitate at first, but something in you just told you to go for it, so you did. 
“Ok” You lean in to kiss her, and she kisses you back fervently. Your lips slowly move against hers but eventually grow hungrier as you follow her rhythm. Your hands reach around to pull her head closer, as her hands feel up to your chest. Her tongue pushed into your mouth, while she tugged your top down.
Her hand felt along your exposed breasts, kneading the soft skin and teasing your nipples. You were lost in the sensation, you felt so warm. Amid the intense kissing she ushered you closer to the bed. She pulled away from you and your eyes wandered over her wet pink lips, they were so pretty like that. 
She pulled the hem of your top, prompting you to lift your arms. Your chest was bare in front of her for the second time this afternoon.
“I really mean it when I say you're pretty. You're flawless.” she praised.
She lustfully looked over you, before she pushed you onto the bed. You landed on your back propping yourself up on your elbows. 
“Let's get these off” Her hands pulled at your shorts and flung them somewhere in the room. The only thing left covering you were your bikini bottoms. 
She lowered herself between your legs, so that your faces were only inches apart. Her hand gently caressed your cheek as she softly kissed your lips. Her lips traveled to your jaw then your neck, which which pushed a small whimper out of you. 
Your fingers gripped at the bedsheets when her mouth latched onto your nipple and her tongue played with the bud. She sloppily licked at your bud while her hand pinched at the other one. She was so focused on pleasing you, and it was pulling soft moans from you. She was so attentive to your body and needs.
She lowered herself down your body until her mouth was hovering just over your heat. She gave you a look full of lust as she hooked her finger along the material and pulled it to the side. 
“You’re so wet and exposed for me, your clit is peaking out at me” she held your thighs spread.
“Is that bad?” you were feeling insecure, nobody had ever been that up close and personal to your intimate parts. 
“Not at all” she teased at your clit with her thumb, causing you to twitch “Were you gonna let jj do this to you?”
“Sarah dont talk about-” suddenly you felt an all new sensation of pleasure, as her tongue slid through your folds “OH”
Her tongue spurred on and you felt pure bliss. Your hands left from the bedsheets to her head. You ran your fingers through her hair as her tongue lapped between your folds. 
“Fuck, Sarah” You moaned at the feeling, you had never felt anything like this. You could feel your slickness running down your cheeks and onto the bed but you didn't even care. She caressed at your thigh as she delved deeper and you could feel a tightness winding in you. It felt too good, and you couldn't hold back anymore as the coil snapped in you. “Oh fuck, Im cumming” you tilted your head back clenching her hair as you uncontrollably grinded against her tongue.
When she pulled away she climbed between your legs and gave you a sloppy wet kiss, making sure you could taste your juices on her tongue.
“You taste so dreamy” she whispered while wiping the sweat from your forehead with her thumb.
In the moment all you wanted was connection. You felt so vulnerable, you could cry. 
“Can we stay here, and forget the pogues for today?” You spoke softly and she nodded. You didn't want to think about what was to come next after this so instead you just wrapped your arms around her and hugged her.
xtra notes: because I wrote this on a whim I feel like it could be better but, honestly I didnt want to spend more time on it lol. I feel like both of them are a bit dislikable in this one, idk why i did that but i decided just to run with it lols.
always thanks for reading! thoughts and feedback are always welcome as well as reblogs, replies, asks, and dms ♡
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lucyphurr · 1 year
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caress me down w/ eijiro kirishima
summary: having a crush on kiri in the hot summer, hanging out in the hot dorms with bad ac and his fav summer song comes on. unedited!!!
cw: nsfw, fem reader, kiri and reader have naval piercings, oral (m receiving), flirting, fantasizing??, fingering, squirting
you’ve always liked hanging out with kiri, he was fun. but recently it’s become unbearable, with your not-so-newly developed and absolutely violent crush on him. what makes it unbearable is that it’s summer, and kiri has never been shy about his figure. what’s the to be shy about anyways? that’s exactly how he thinks while hanging out with you in his hot dorm, shirtless and sweaty. you try your best not to look too long at the piercing hanging from his bellybutton, the damned little piece of metal sending your world sideways even though you see it almost every day. Hell, you guys got them together. nonetheless, the struggle is the same every year with you and your long time best friend.
you could never help just staring, eating him up with your eyes. following his happy trail down to the print in his shorts, if he ever noticed you looking he never said anything, but you’d rather die than have him notice you. you would probably die of embarrassment anyways.
he was leaning back on his desk, which he does often and every time you can’t help thinking about how he’d look if you got on your knees and went down on him like that. leaning back on the desk, one hand bracing itself on the corner and the other on your your head. how he’d look down at you, the sweat coming down his stomach from the heat. what noises would he make? would he say your name and pull your hair? maybe it his hand would be gentler and hold the side of your face, helping you slide up and down his length. would he praise you when your nose would meet his skin, praise you for how good you take it? you feel lightheaded at the idea.
“hey, you listening?”
you’re scared out of your thoughts, laughing and leaning back in your chair.
“no, actually. i almost fell asleep.”
you joke with him, he laughs and puts on his cocky face.
“i know it’s a lot to take, having such a babe in front of you, but i’m so much more than a hot bod.”
he jokes back with you, you never know if he’s being serious or not. but it’s always fun to play along with. flirting with each other is admittedly, a long time thing. usually competing to see who can do it better, whose willing to go farther. your friends have been unfortunate witnesses since high school, this is nothing new.
“oh please, you’re nothing when i get to look at myself all day.”
you say as you gesture to yourself in your tank top that you cut the bottom off of, exposing your belly in your chair that is adorned with a piercing.
“hmmm, you sound like someone that’s upset I changed out our matching piercing. it’s ok to be a little honest with your feelings, this is a safe space.”
he says as he crosses his arms, you get embarrassed as his eyes stay glued to your midriff. you bite back the embarrassment of his eyes on you and rub your lower stomach.
“i think you’re just jealous, a belly piercing looks so much better on me anyways. even you can’t stop looking, got something to admit?”
this has definitely went a little past a joke, kiri just keeps his eyes on you. you feel tension build up but you know neither of you will probably step to it, you go to make another joke when the faint sound of drumsticks clicking together comes out of the speaker and kiri’s face lights up.
“oh my god this is my shit.”
he turned it up even higher than it was before, and that’s when you felt like kiri was doing it all on purpose. the picture kiri set for you was almost too much, he was dancing shirtless, shorts dangerously low on his hips, and he was too busy enjoying his favorite song to think about how dancing on and around you looked. there was also the possibility he did know, but didn’t care much. he made sure to sing the lyrics to you.
“listen, listen, listen.”
he sings as he taps your shoulder,
“you hate me cause i got watcha need!”
you try to just roll your eyes and dismiss him, this isn’t a surprise. it’s not the first time kiri has sang the raunchy sublime song to you, but now it just feels a little different. he gives a hip bump to your shoulder to try and catch back your attention.
“what? feeling a little conflicted? haha! what’s wrong, worried because you like what you see?”
you give him a little smile, he was trying to tease you. but maybe this was your chance to try and fluster him a little.
“and what if i do? what are you gonna do about it?”
you see his smile falter, but it rises again, he’s stopped dancing and is standing next to you in your chair.
“what do you wanna do about it?”
he says looking down at you. you were annoyed he turned the question back at you, eager to make you say it. you look down at the print in his shorts and back up at him. the look was obvious, and he definitely seen you this time.
“you gotta say it.” he says to you, just barely louder than the music.
“let me taste it.”
you think you see his dick twitch in his shorts at your request, but you don’t have much time to investigate because he’s pulled you from the chair and onto your knees. you’d be lying if the small sting on your knees didn’t make your stomach do flips.
“go for it.”
he pressed your face to the bulge in his pants, the action giving you butterflies. you mouthed at the bulge and looked up at him for his reaction, and the sight was heavenly. a light sheen of sweat over his skin and his eyes looking down at you expectantly, you could feel his dick get harder from under his shorts. this was already getting better than what you were imagining a few minutes ago.
“please don’t make me wait.”
that was all you needed to hear to let his dick out of his shorts, he sounds so nice saying please.
“hm, it’s prettier than expected.”
you say as you kiss the tip and lick a stipe up the underside. you practically feel him shiver, his hands coming to rest on the sides of your face as you take in his length. you can feel his hands softly guiding you, the action sent heat down your body. they were gentle, but still pushing your head lower each time. you couldn’t help making noise around his dick, the situation making you press your thighs together for any type of friction.
“ugh, fuck. you’re so good.”
you moan another time around him, you didn’t think you’d lose your cool this easily. looking up at him, he reels his head back, you want to bite his neck. you want to do so many things, you want his hands to play with you, you need him to do anything to you, this almost isn’t enough. you feel the back of your throat tightly swallow around him, his fingers twitch in your hair.
“fuckin’ christ, wanna fuck you.”
the declaration sends you reeling, you moan more and lick him all over. drool is starting to collect and spill down your chin, kiri’s thumb is hooked to one corner of your mouth to watch himself slide up your tongue and hit the back of your throat. it’s a mess, it’s making you so hot, you try to grind down on your heel.
“ugh, ‘m gonna cum. where do you want it?”
his choice of words makes you warm, you moan around him and push your head until you feel your nose meet between his hips. hopefully he takes it as an answer. you assume he does as both of his hands hold you there and he pushes his hips farther into your face, you swallow around him. he moans and his voice cracks, his tongue stumbles out your name, it’s heavenly. he pulls you off of him, his eyes looking down at you, pupils blown as he starts pulling you up by your shoulders.
“get up.”
you oblige, a little sad at the friction lost. he turns you so that you’re the one leading against the desk, his hips pressing against yours and pinning your ass into the desk. you can feel the wetness of your own spit being pressed right above the hem of your shorts, you press a little further into the redhead. he takes your face in his hands again and licks up your chin and into your mouth, your making more noises than when you were on your knees. your first kiss with him dirty, grinding yourself into him and begging for any sort of give.
you break the kiss and start kissing down his face and to his neck, once you make contact with the skin below his ear he lets out a long sigh. one hand holding the back of your neck and the other lowering the shorts on your hips, you kick the shorts off eagerly. his fingers starting to lightly touch your cunt over your underwear, the sensation is almost unbearable, just barely not enough pressure. you whine into his neck, one of your hands grabbing his wrist to try and guide his hand into your underwear.
“god, i never thought you’d be like this. maybe more demanding, not that you’d be whining just for my fingers.”
“we can do that next time, but please touch me.”
“ugh, god, next time?” kiri marvels at the idea of you saying there will be a next time, if he only knew.
you shake your head yes and finally he pulls your underwear to the side and lets his fingers run against your slit, able to catch wetness that was oozing out. he slides one finger in, curling it forward a little. the moan you let out is high pitch and you hook your arms around his neck, pushing your hips towards him more already breathing heavier. he lets the one digit come in and out and drag a little at your walls while pulling it out, as he adds a second he puts a hand under one of you knees and pulls it up. pulling your ankle to rest on his shoulder at what seems and impossible angle, kiri gasps at the sight.
“fuck, you’re perfect.”
your ears don’t catch the praise as his two fingers move inside you and the angle let’s you hear how wet you are. he keeps curling them forwards in a way that makes you clench on the digits, letting long breathy moans into his ear. his thumb presses down on the neglected bundle of nerves and you yell out. he repeats the motion and you feel impossibly warm
“you’re gonna make me cum.”
“perfect, cum on my fingers, baby.”
the pet name has your head swimming, his two fingers and thumb swiping at your clit while pulling away right as you’re about to tip over the edge is slowly building you up. it’s almost unbearable as your feel the coil tightening impossibly tight in your stomach and your moans become more pitched and ragged.
“come on baby, I know you can do it.”
“fuck, can’t.”
“you can, you’re so close.”
“want you t’ fuck me.”
“you’ll get it as much as you want, after you do this.”
you can’t come up with an answer, you feel your eyes rolling back and the unbearably tight coil finally busts and you’re release comes hard. thighs twitching and body tense, you mumble something reminiscent of the redheads name into his mouth as you kiss him. you feel yourself squirting around his fingers and running down your leg, the leg on kiri’s shoulder numb as he puts it down. he looks at you in awe.
“you did so good.”
kiri licks his dripping fingers and you can already feel yourself growing hot again. he presses a kiss to your lips
“how do you want it?”
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biancadjarin · 1 year
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ʚ Send Me an Angel ɞ
- pairing: mean!eddie munson x bratty!henderson older sister!female reader
- content warning: 18+ nothing too graphic, but I prefer no minors on my blog, thankssss
- a/n: idk what this is lol, I just love fem/bratty reader and intimidating/mean Eddie <3
“Ugh why do your weird nerdy friends have to come here Dusty??” you pout at your little brother as you lay on your stomach on your bed, him staring at you from your doorway.
“I told you, the drama kids are putting on a play or some shit so we can’t play D&D in there.” He says to you like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “Just stay in here, my friends don’t wanna listen to your stupid shows on the TV or watch you dance around to your girly music.” He slams your door shut and your head shoots up off a pillow, shocked at how rude he can be. You scoff and roll onto your back, eyes growing heavy and leading you into your after school nap.
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You’re rudely awakened by loud laughter and yelling. You look at the pink clock on your wall. 6:05pm. Their little game has only been going for 5 minutes and you’re already annoyed. You get up and head to your door, swinging it open and heading towards the bathroom for a quick shower before you go make yourself some dinner.
“C’mon Eddie, I wanna cast a spell, hurry up and roll!” you hear Mike Wheeler yell. Little twerp just like your brother. Always running into the house, tracking in dirt, leaving their bikes in the drivew… Wait. Eddie. Eddie’s here. In your dining room. You’ve had a crush on Eddie all year and while you two have talked here and there, you’d be lying if you said his harsh leather metal head look didn’t scare you a bit. You’re all soft edges, pink backpack, frilly white socks rolled over your reeboks, soft hair swaying. You’re not perfect, certainly no Phoebe Cates. But you know you’re pretty, plush lips over straight teeth, cute perky boobs and a butt that jiggles when you walk.
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You’ve felt Eddie’s eyes on you at school. Once he even bumped into you when you stopped short to tie your shoe. “Walk much?” Eddie said to you with a glare. “Oh!” You’d said as you spun around, surprised at his proximity. “S-sorry.” You said sweetly, his big brown eyes stared at you and made your tummy flutter in the most amazing way. Your tummy isn’t flat and perfect but that’s ok. You like cookies too much, is that a crime?!
“Actually since you’re here, can you hold my books while I tie my shoes?” you’d asked, voice smooth and sweet like syrup. Eddie stared at you for a second then put out his hands. You assumed that meant yes so you handed him your heavy textbooks. You turned and bent forward, ass almost grazing his crotch. The way the fabric of your white jeans stretched across your cute little butt made him stop breathing. Eddie’s mind went blank, mouth going dry and fingers going numb from the weight. Your textbooks slipped out of his hands and hit the floor with a slam. You squeaked a scared little scream and stood back up quickly. “Shit are you okay?” Eddie asks you as he drops down and picks the books back up, placing them gently into your small hands. “I’m fine. Was just loud. Scared me.” He chuckled, eyes narrowed and and flickered with mischief, making you wonder if he did that on purpose. “I’m sorry angel… I mean-” Your reaction to his nickname for you got cut short when you jumped for the second time in the last two minutes thanks to the class bell ringing. “Gotta go.” Eddie said with a wink before racing past you, your face red with embarrassment.
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You giggle at the memory as you exit the shower. Quickly running back to your room to get ready, you think to yourself: How can I get Eddie’s attention but not let him know he has mine? I think he likes me but I don’t wanna look too desperate. Gotta tease him a bit… You curl your lashes and put on your sparkly pink lipgloss. You open your closet and weigh your options… tight jeans?… but you want Eddie to see your panties. A dress? that’s a little too obvious… your fingers reach for your soft pink frilly mini skirt that has a matching jacket that your friend borrowed and never gave back. You slip it on, white and pink lace panties underneath with a scalloped edge that hug your ass just right. A simple white T shirt that’s slightly see through over a matching pink and white lace bra and a couple sparkly silver necklaces finish your outfit. Barefoot you begin to creep downstairs, the sounds of boys whooping and dice hitting your wooden dining room table growing louder as you ascend.
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“So uh, where’s your sister D?” you hear one of the boys ask. You stop on the second to last step, leaning in to listen. It’s not Eddie’s voice, but too deep to be Mike or Lucas’s. “Up in her room, she’s so annoying.” You roll your eyes. “Maybe..” Gareth grumbles. “But I certainly don’t mind lookin’ at her.” Everyone busts out into laughter except your brother. “Ew dude gross! Shut up, it’s your turn.” “Yeah G,” you finally hear Eddie’s voice, it sounds deep and tight like he’s clenching his jaw. “Roll the dice before I write you out of this whole campaign.” “Jeez fine. I got a 12.” “Not enough, you lose 18 hit points.” “What the fuck man!”
As the game continues you saunter past the table, only turning your head once to smile and wave politely at the group. You feel Eddie’s eyes follow you all the way to the kitchen. Their conversation continues on, sounding further away now. You begin to warm up some rice and leftover chicken, mixing up a strawberry lemonade while the microwave whirs. As you watch the yellow drink turn pink you feel a warmth encroach your space, the smell of weed and cinnamon gum filling your nostrils.
“Hey y/n.. didn’t know you were here.” Eddie says as he stands behind you. Closer than what would be considered normal. You spin around, big doe eyes looking up and meeting his, small silver spoon that you were mixing with coming up to your lips and sucking, savoring the tangy powder. His eyes fall to your mouth, half hooded, eyebrows raising slightly. You pull it out slowly and lick the tip of it with your tongue, before saying “I live here. Where else would I be?” in your bratty tone.
He shrugs his shoulders, “Friday night, thought maybe you’d be on a date.” He says with a crooked smile. Does he think about me going on dates? He crowds closer into your space, you feel the countertop at your back as you lean against it. “Nope. No date. Maybe you can set me up with one of your friends?” you say as you look past him, over his shoulder towards where Hellfire is. “My friends? You wanna date one of us?” “I don’t know.. maybe. You think they’d be interested?” you ask him confidently but your heart is beating so fast, your breath uneven, chest rising with every shaky inhale. BEEEEEP. The microwave signals behind you. “Eddie! You done in the bathroom yet?!” you hear your brother yell from down the hall. “Sounds like you’re needed out there.” You say to him, beginning to slide past him. His hand shoots up to grab your hip and maneuver you back. Caged in by him.
“Yeah, gimme five minutes!” He yells over his shoulder. You stare up at him, unsure what he’s going to do. He reaches behind you picking up your pink lemonade and drinks the whole thing in one long sip. You watch as his neck stretches back and his adams apple bobs when he swallows. The pale smooth skin of his neck looking irresistibly bite-able. “Sweet. Like you.” He says, low and gravelly. He puts the glass down and drops his chin to his chest, looking at the small space between your bodies. “Is this a skirt or a belt? So fuckin’ short I thought I saw some ass when you walked by.” “Maybe I wanted your friend to see. What’s his name? With the curls… Gareth?” Eddie snorts and throws his head back with a mock laugh. “Gareth wouldn’t know what to do with you.” His eyes sweep down your neck, your chest and stop at where the thin fabric of your shirt and lace bra are barely doing anything to cover the pebbled peaks of your nipples. “Oh and you know what to do with me?” you ask, eyebrows raising condescendingly. He exhales a low growl before reaching to grab the back of your squishy thighs and lifting you up onto the counter.
“I’d have a lot of fun finding out-” he leans forward, hands softly grasping the back of your calves, thumbs rubbing up and down the smooth skin as he guides them to rest around his thighs. “Angel.” he says with a wink. You feel a shudder go through you, ending at your core and making you ache between your legs. Eddie’s standing between your spread thighs, the rough fabric of his black jeans rubbing against your legs as he talks. Everything about him feels so warm. “Listen to me real good now.” He says, lips brushing the shell of your ear causing goosebumps to erupt down the whole left side of your body. “You’re going to eat your little snack. Then go back upstairs to your room and wait for me. Think you can do that?” He doesn’t wait for you to respond before he’s backing away and walking back down the hallway. “EDDIE COME OOON!” Gareth yells. “Comin’!” He says back, wide smirk dancing on his lips.
You’re left in the kitchen wondering what just happened and what you just got yourself into…
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lihhelsing · 8 months
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Hate That I Loved You
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As always, Eddie gets sucked in the shoot. After the scene with Steve is done, he needs to work on some scenes with the band and he loses track of time. This music video is important. It needs to be perfect. 
Not only because he’s putting himself out there and showing all his broken pieces to the world, but also because it could be the difference between making it and getting forgotten. 
The pressure is on, and Eddie isn’t very good at working under pressure. It makes him want to run and hide. It makes him want to disappear, andx` it takes a toll on him to stay present, attentive. 
It makes him almost forget about Steve. It makes him think Steve left, but when he’s finally done, he walks back to his dressing room so he can get rid of his make-up and maybe sleep for a week, and then, there he is. 
Steve is leaning on the wall, hands in his pockets as if this is just a casual encounter. As if this isn't about to tilt Eddie's entire world. 
 "You're here," Eddie says dumbly. In a second, Steve loses his carefree stance and stands straight, bringing one hand to the back of his neck. 
"Uh, sorry. Should I go? I thought you… You must be tired, sorry," Steve says and Eddie panics. It's not what he meant, he's just nervous. 
"No! No, stay. I'm just-"
"I should go, actually. You said later, I just thought-"
Fuck. They are both in that awkward moment where they are trying to justify what they said and Eddie is fucking getting it all wrong. Steve looks like he's about to bolt, eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. 
"Steve," Eddie tries, but Steve is still saying things like he's leaving and he shouldn't have assumed and how Eddie is so busy nowadays he forgets himself.
"I'm sorry, seriously, I can go."
"Steve," Eddie says again and there's a long silence after he does. Steve is looking at him with uncertainty in his eyes, and Eddie hates himself a little more because of that. Steve had always been so sure of himself, so confident. 
When they first kissed, Eddie was a mess, completely embarrassed after admitting to having a crush on his straight friend. Steve laughed sweetly and cupped his face with his hand. 
"I really want us to talk. Will you come in with me?" Eddie gestures at his dressing room and it takes Steve a long second to answer. He nods his head and Eddie leads the way, unsure if he should say something else or not. 
Steve stays near the door, like he's afraid Eddie will ask him to leave at a short notice and Eddie tries to make this as natural as possible. Steve had gone to a couple of shows when they dated, it wasn't as fancy, but it looked a lot like this.
After a concert, all Eddie wanted to do was stay close to Steve, still unable to believe he could call him his boyfriend. When did he forget about that feeling? 
"Thanks for coming here," Eddie says when his brain fails to be useful. He watches Steve from the mirror as he looks for some cotton pads. 
"You don't need to keep thanking me. It's fine. I actually…" Steve bites his lip as if he's afraid something is going to fall off if he doesn't stop it. He looks embarrassed.
Eddie waits. 
"It's ok. You can tell me. I won't judge. Was it the money?"
As soon as the words leave his mouth, Eddie realizes he shouldn't have said anything. It's the wrong thing to say, as usual. 
Steve has this thing he does when he closes off. Crosses his arms in front of his body and puffs his chest as if he's inviting Eddie to fight him. Whenever they talked about Eddie's career, Steve did that. 
It's a defensive mechanism. Steve got hurt by people before. People who left him behind. Eddie, who left him behind. Fuck. 
"Sorry, it's none of my busi-"
"It's actually because I wanted to see you," Steve says so simply, like he has no idea how those words can pierce through Eddie's chest, aimed at his heart like a loaded gun. 
Eddie closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He reaches for the cotton pad for something to do with his hands, but stops when he realizes he's trembling. How the hell is he fucking this up so much? 
There's this long silence and Eddie feels suffocated by it. He's afraid Steve is gonna leave and he's afraid Steve is never picking up the phone again. He needs to fix things. 
He can't let him walk away again. 
"Shit, sorry. I'm a jackass," Eddie says, hoping Steve will laugh at his self deprecating truth, but he doesn't. In reality, he knows Steve never liked when Eddie did that. 
"Maybe I should go," Steve says again, under his breath. Eddie knows he doesn't mean it. Knows he just wants the reassurance. 
"Please, stay," Eddie gives it to him. He'd give him anything to make him stay. "Can we start over? I'm just… It's not an excuse, but these past days have been very stressful and I just…"
"Can't work under pressure. I know," Steve says softly and Eddie thinks he's winning something because of the way Steve's mouth lifts, just a tiny bit. "Sure, we can start again."
There's the silence again, but it's less overwhelming this time. Steve lets his arms fall to his side, open, earnest. If he wasn't, he wouldn't have come all this way. If he didn't think things could be fixed, he wouldn't be standing here this late, watching Eddie with those hazel eyes of his. 
Eddie doesn't know how he could've ever walked away from him. Steve is this precious thing, this sweet guy who has been hurt and still finds a way to love people. Who fights for the ones he loves so fiercely when Eddie is so used to running away. 
Who let Eddie run away because he knew that was what Eddie needed, back then. Who picked up the phone and listened to his voice and thought that maybe… 
He came all the way to Eddie because of a maybe and Eddie doesn't know if he ever loved Steve more than he does right now.
He desperately needs to fix things because his brain is already moving too fast, filling in the blanks, making him want to just get up, cradle Steve's face in his hands and kiss the hell out of him. But he knows that's not what he should do. 
If he did it, if he pulled him close and kissed him, Eddie is 86% sure Steve would go along with it. He would kiss him, would hold him. He would make love to him, if Eddie asked nicely. But he would be gone in the morning and he wouldn't pick up the phone ever again because he would think Eddie just wanted him for that, a quick fuck. 
Steve always had the hardest time seeing how good he was. Always thought people saw him like that, something disposable. Eddie never did. 
So, as much as he wants that right now, because Steve is looking so gorgeous under this light, he knows he can't have it. Knows he needs to power through this, talk things out, fix things. 
Eddie takes a deep breath.
"Hey," he says, turning in his chair now to really look at him. Doesn't want to see him through glass anymore. "Thanks for coming. Can we talk?"
Steve presses his lips together, trying to fight a smile. He shakes his head as if he can't believe Eddie. 
"Hi. Yeah, we can talk."
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luvring · 25 days
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Your writing of Vere with a shy reader that actually enjoys his teasing changed my brain chemistry in the best way possible. Not sure if you're taking requests rn but could you do the same for Ais if possible? 👉👈 Those two are the most annoying mfs in the game (I say this with love) and I would like to see how you write this bastard in particular in the same scenario if you haven't already
AIS WITH AN EASILY FLUSTERED READER
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gn!reader | i could Nawt remember what post ur referencing but I FOUND IT! i think. and nobody told me there was typos. Ok. /nm /embarrassed. I'M HONOURED TO HAVE THAT EFFECT! (^_^)v
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ais tests the waters. he likes teasing(/flirting with) you, but he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable. it starts with a nonchalant compliment and tilted head, a smirk and analyzing eyes.
it isn't hard for him to figure out—in fact he finds out so easily you think it's almost embarrassing. he thinks that you need to work on your poker face, or just pushes his teasing further and asks "you have a crush on me or something?" he laughs a little when you turn your head and refuse to answer.
ais's approach can be like...he Teases the teasing. i don't want to say edges it but well. now i've said it haven't i. he loves messing with you.
like, he won't just put his arm around you, he stands close enough that his arm occasionally brushes against yours, and you're disappointed when he finally moves away
he'll ask something that could be taken as flirtatious, but as soon as you're stuttering, he feigns innocence and pretends like he doesn't know what he's doing. "what did you think i meant? get your mind out of the gutter."
ais will lean against your door frame, arms crossed as he watches you. then he shoots you a cute little smile and wave when you look up. he asks what you're doing and leans over your shoulder, and his voice is so close to your ear that you really have to focus on explaining and not the way he's looking at you in your peripheral vision.
eventually, and especially if you manage to verbalize that you like it or show him somehow, ais gets.. normal about his affection. LOL. his arm wraps around you, he'll shamelessly flirt, maybe offer for you to stay the night (a half-joke.) he'll still snort or softly laugh at your reaction sometimes before moving on though
and if you Tease Back? caught off guard. but also,, it's not weird to says he's really attracted to you right now, is it?
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vere's was on the shorter side so i didn't want to show favoritism by making ais's much longer :pensive: :broken_heart:
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illubean · 2 months
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Clay and Crushes
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Characters: Li Zhao "Iso" Yu Type: Fluff, Oneshot, Gn!reader, College!au, Self Indulgent LOL
ok i know im supposed to be clearing out my requests but 😣
Warnings: none
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There was just something about men who took ceramics. And one of your classmates in particular caught your eye; Li Zhao Yu(or Iso as you've heard his friends call him). Iso had been your hallway crush ever since the start of the semester. He just so happened to be seated at the wheel next to the one you usually use and god was he hot. He was so focused on the project in front of him and made the art of ceramics look effortless.
That couldn't be more far from the truth for you. Snapping out of your dazed trance, you look down at the lump of clay in front of you. It was all lopsided and might as well be considered a pile of mud at this point. You turned to look at Iso just to see he now had a decent sized bowl.
How the hell did he do that so fast!?
You stared at him in awe for a moment before being pulled out of your thoughts once again, this time by a chuckle coming from the very man you had been staring at.
He sat up as his wheel slowed to a stop, wiping his hands off on the towel draped over his thigh. "Need some help?"
You look between him and the mess of wet clay in front of you a couple times before nodding, your face heating up from embarrassment.
You scrape up the clay you were working with previously, replacing it with a fresh ball so Iso could teach you. After you finish coning* and centering your clay, he brought his stool over to sit behind you.
"Is it alright if I touch you?"
Not trusting your words, you nod your head at him as to give him silent permission. He places his hands on top of yours, guiding them in dropping in the well* and raising the walls* of the clay. His touch was gentle yet firm at the same time.
"You don't want to fight the clay, but you still need to apply a bit of pressure," he explains.
He was leaning over your shoulder so he can effectively guide both of your hands. At this point you couldn't focus on anything he's been saying. You were distracted by the feeling of his hands over yours, his chest pressed to your back and how close his face is to yours at the moment.
You felt the light pressure of his body against yours leave, and surprisingly in front of you was an evenly-shaped bowl. Somehow, you managed to make it without even actually listening to him as he guided you.
"Oh wow, um...thank you," you say, bashfully.
"No problem. I'm Iso by the way. Want to head out and get lunch with me?"
You nod your head and quickly get to cleaning your station. There was no way you'd pass up this opportunity.
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For those of you who don't know ceramics terms ^__^
coning: when you prep the clay for centering, it's kind of like wedging while already on the wheel which evens out the water content and gets rid of air bubbles
dropping in the well: this is basically just creating the opening of a bowl/cup etc.
raising the walls: this one is pretty self explanatory but its when you bring up the sides of whatever you are making
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lizzieislife94x · 4 months
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Collage Roommate (w.m)
Wanda maximoff x fem reader
GirlxGirl
Set before wanda was an avenger (ignore the pic just roll with it haha 
Y/Ns POV:
"Please Wanda pretty please" I beg my roommate to watch a movie "y/n no you'll just fall asleep in the first 10 minutes then ill be left trapped under your sleeping body not able to move because you always end up laying across me so no" she tries to say as she tries not to smile"ok ok if I fall asleep you have permission to pour water over me just keep a bottle beside you" 
Wandas POV:
"OK OK if I fall asleep you have permission to pour water over me just keep a bottle beside you" y/n says and I giggle a little, truth is I love when she cuddles into me I've had a crazy crush on my roommate for over a year I'm just messing with her because she's adorable when she begs me to watch movies with her "ok fine you win ill watch" the smile on her face is priceless we get snacks and set up the movie as y/n moves into position laying on my lap i get comfortable and start watching I don't even know what she picked I'm just watching anyway and just as I thought not even 25 mins in and she's out like a light I gently play with her hair and look at her beautiful face before turning my attention back to the screen about an hour in and y/n moves nothing knew there but this time she turned her body and her face is in my crotch and I'm frozen I can't move fuck oh god maybe I should pour wat...fuck she's snuggling closer keep cool Wanda keep cool I try to compose myself but can't seem to I can feel the arousal pooling in my underwear and to make it worse I can feel her breath hitting my core fuck "y/n wake up Y/N" I shake her waking her up "what Wanda I was enjoying my dream" i huff and look down at her "y/n your face is in my crotch " I giggle a little trying to cover my flustered state and she instantly freezes "oh I um I'm sorry I didn't um mean to" I giggle at her panic state "it's OK you could have bought me dinner first though" I send her a wink and I see the blush cover her cheeks, should I make a move I'm so confused.
 Y/ns POV: 
I feel the heat in my cheeks my face was right in her lady garden I'm so embarrassed sure I've dreamt of it but under different circumstances I unconsciously bite my lip at the thought alone fuck the thoughts I've had about her the amount of times I've ca.. "I didn't mind" I hear her almost whisper with a shy tone to her voice wait what did she say "really?" I ask looking at her rubbing the back of my neck before she thinks of an answer I feel her crash her lips to mine gently pushing her tounge into my mouth fuck her lips are so soft I smirk a little and deepen the kiss holding the back of her neck as her hand rests on my chest I slowly pull and bite my lip "you have no idea how much I want you" she husks out with pure lust and desire in her voice fuck that was sexy "my bed or yours" I breath out to turned on to speak more "mine then yours" I bite my lip and nod quickly standing up grabbing her hand pulling her to her bed and pushing her down with the wave of confidence that rushes through me "strip Maximoff" I say seductively and she complies right away Holy shit this is actually happening Wanda is stripping naked Infront of me and fuck me she's one goddess I climb over her and attach my lips to her neck sucking and biting every spot I find I smirk when I hear her moan letting me know I found her sweet spot that I of course Mark "such beautiful sounds Babygirl " I whisper in her ear before working my way down to her amazing tits biting my lip at how hard her nipples are i latch my lips around her hardened nipple and suck closing my eyes enjoying the moment and the sounds of her desperate moans "fuck just like that' she whispers and I move to the other nipple giving it the same attention while I suck her nipple like a lolly pop I slide my hand down to her core teasing her bundle of nerves she's fucking soaking oh god I let her nipple go with a pop and look into her eyes "fuck Wanda your pussy is so wet" I moan working my fingers down to her waiting entrance and slide them in with ease "well can you fuckkkk oh god, can you uhh blame me you had your face in my crotch for over 5 minutes I uhhh fuck yesss could feel your breath hitting my pussy with every breath you took" she struggles trying to explain why she's dripping I smirk and thrust my fingers deeper and faster curling them at just the right spot to hit her gspot "fuckkkk y/n I'm gonna fucking explode shitttt" I take her nipple in my mouth as she grips my hair and i pump my fingers faster I feel her clench around my fingers as she cums with a scream I look into her eyes with lust "fuck wanda I need to hear those sounds everyday of the week" I confess as she bites her lip and starts to undress me once I'm naked she slips her knee between my thighs and presses it to my core and leans down to my ear as I try and gain some friction from her knee "then we can do it everyday, I've wanted this for over a year now look at you, needy and grinding against my leg like a good little girl" I moan and nod taking her nipples between my fingers "I'm your good girl" I blush as soon as the words leave my mouth and she smirks replacing her knee with her hand cupping my soaked pussy teasing my entrance "fuck I like the sound of that y/n my good girl" I moan as I feel her fingers stretch out my entrance as she fingers me at a brutal pace but fuck it feels amazing she sucks my nipple moaning against it as her fingers rub my gspot and I scream "fuckkkkk wanda god don't fucking stop so good" I moan like something out of a porno she must feel my orgasm approach and let's my nipple go and slides down my body pulling her fingers out replacing them with her tounge and boy does it feel fucking amazing she continues to tounge fuck me till I can't hold back any longer and release all over her face "fuck", I moan as she climbs up my body and kisses me making me taste myself I bite her lip and pull her close to me to cuddle "I could get used to this but give me 10 minutes then we can move to my bed" I say with a giggle and she giggles rubbing little circles around my nipple.
 AN: just another update incase people actually enjoy these :) word Count Is over 1.2k enjoy
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lucysarah-c · 11 months
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Self-sabotage
Warnings: none. Oh wait, yes, LEVI BEING A CUTIE.
Pairing: Levi x reader.
Summary: Erwin begs Levi to buy him a coffee on his way to university. Having a crush in a barista is so hard when you don't like coffee. FLUFF FLUFF EVERYWHERE. Levi being an awkward cutie. Mordern university au.
Words: 2507 In case you want to check out other works of mine -> here a link to my masterlist.
Clumpy pale slender fingers searching for what was remaining on his leather brown wallet. Quick glance at the clock hanging on the wall. 6:30 am. He had a class presentation in less than an hour. His fingers trembled and his eyes fluttered to the light. He had stayed up for more than 48hs in a row and, even for him, it was too much. The end of the month, he barely had money for some instant ramen brought at some convenience store.
The early sunlight that came inside the shop made him frown, as if the universe had no right to be that bright and happy when he was dead inside. His tired eyes moved up to check once again the prices on the blackboard and clicked his tongue. He barely had money to make it and he admired the rest of the place that matched the vibes of the blackboard.
The place gave away this aesthetic of old school, academia. He wasn’t sure if the prices were to cover up the expenses of buying stuff to make the place look exactly as somewhere where “I’m relatable” influencers would go to do a promotion or to make rich people feel special. Whatever it was, he grimance unpleased.
His combat boot tapped the floor repeatedly, he was in a hurry. Took out the phone from his jeans and checked Erwin’s message again. ‘It’s on your way,’ he repeated in his mind with mockery ‘Yeah because I live across the city, son of a bitch, everything is on my way,’
‘He better pay me back, I need each cent not like certain someone whose father is a politician,’
The whole place screamed “Erwin would waste money here,” and he wouldn’t be doing the blond a favour if it wasn’t because Erwin was one of the only wealthy assholes he tolerated and their friendship has been going on for too many years already. Overall, he wouldn’t have put a step inside there. Not only because the prices were way out of his league as someone who survived with part time jobs and a scholarship that covered the tuition. But also because the only caffeine drink that he enjoyed was a good black tea, coffee felt horrendous in his not so humble opinion.
His turn, finally. Rushed to take the order, checked the receipt given to him to make sure it was his. Grabbed the handful napkins that he was given, took the coffee from the top part and handed the money that he had carefully counted before hand. He was ready to leave, rush through the door and go to his class.
“Thank you so much for your order, I hope you’ve a great day” The soft female voice arrived from the other side of the counter. The light that came from the left window landed on her face with such grace, making the tips of her eyelashes turn blond and her eyes shined with a magnificent colour. Her cheeks softly reddish and the bottom of her eyes raising as she smiled at him. Hair out of the way in a ponytail with some cute scrunchy.
His brain did a dead short and his lips parted a slightly bit, mouth hanging open as if he was stupid. Any kind of mind process eluded him as the only rational thought was ‘She’s gorgeous,’
“May I help you with anything else?” Levi wasn’t aware if it was the lack of sleep, the lack of a healthy lifestyle taking a toll on him or that her voice actually sounded like a chorus of angels.
“Are you alright?” her confusion brought him back to earth and he felt extremely embarrassed all the sudden.
“Yeah, yeah,” he repeated, feeling ridiculously awkward. His right hand grabbed the disposable mug from the top as he was used to and it almost spilled all of the insides if he wouldn’t have been quick to grab it from the bottom too.
“Oh my god, are you ok? Did you get burned?” She quickly rushed to check on him and her face getting closer made him blush intensely.
“I’m fine,” he spitted out as he used the napkins to clean the counter, throw them in the trash and left the place like a bat out of hell.
Once he arrived at his class, Erwin was waiting there to pick up his order.
“Thank you, Lev.”
Levi groaned some monosyllabic reply as Erwin hanged him the money.
“Keep the change,” Erwin was eager to take the mug to his lips as he hung a $20 bill. “I don’t have anything smaller,”
“I don’t need your charity” Levi replied faking offence as he quickly picked up his pace
“Well, then give it back.”
“Fuck you, this is my dinner,”
Attempting against his wallet, he decided to go in again. The next Monday, same hour, same place. He crossed the deep English green walls of the coffee shop as the bells of the entrance announced his presence. Eyes focused on the tiny old-fashioned golden bell and cursed under his breath, he didn’t want to be noticed and that inanimate object wasn’t helping.
“Welcome back!”
Levi froze in place as he felt a chill running down his spine. He slowly turned to the right and there she was mopping the floor. Bright smile as she looked at him. Hectic grey eyes moved from one place to another, only to realise it was only him there. Too much exposure, he felt the necessity to open the door again, leave and never come back after such shameful moment.
But he didn’t, he stood there awkwardly in the front door as he wondered what he could probably say.
“Would you like the same as the previous time?” She inquired as she cleaned her hands on the green apron that matched the walls and moved to the coffee machine.
“Sure” His replied came out uninterested, it was either that or him stuttering. Hands on pockets, avoiding eye contact.
“I’ve time today, would you like me to give you some special offer? Maybe you could taste it and tell me if I should suggest to the owner” She was so outgoing, so charming.
And… and Levi felt like his mother must have dropped him as a baby because he was so stupidly antisocial and awkward. The urgent need to scream to the part of his brain that was supposed to comprehend human relationships “DO SOMETHING” felt overpowering as he failed to come out outgoing.
“Sure,” He sounded like a broken record spun in endless circles.
“Great! Thank you!”
They locked eyes, she was so cheerful and he felt so socially constipated that frowning came as his natural reaction.
“Mh, well, if you’re in a hurry it’s alright” Her enthusiastic tone melted away quickly as it revealed a slightly sad expression with a condescending grimace.
“No, I’m fine,” Levi’s cut and monotone reply was quick to come.
“It’s just that you seem slightly … angry,” The girl did an awkward smile, as if she tried to ease out the mood.
This time Levi did feel the urge to turn around, leave the place and throw himself from the first bridge that he could find.
“I’m not mad,”
“Alright… I’ll be fast!”
“I’m out.” was the message that Erwin received in the middle of a lecture. Frowning expression looking up to find Levi waiting right outside of the classroom. The blond distinguished his appearance even through the frosted glass. He abandoned the lecture for a second, taking long steps to shorten the distance.
“What are you doing here ?” Erwin whispered, trying to not disrupt the class.
Levi didn’t reply, just pushed the coffee mug into Erwin’s hand.
“Oh- why thank you,” Erwin was beyond confused as he searched for money in his pockets and hanged another $20 bill “Her-”
He couldn’t even reply that Levi had taken the money and walked away.
“What's gotten into him?”
After uncounted weeks, Levi swore that he was literally living out of Erwin’s spare change. Soon he found out that she worked there every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Friday double turn. Her name was Y/N, she studied biochemistry and being a barista was a hobby that she turned into a sort of profession to ease her loans. She had a cat named Noctem because it was all black and she wanted to sound “snob” using a latin word. She was in her second year and was two years younger than him.
“How is that one?”
Levi had already turned around to leave when he heard her voice once again. He looked back confused.
“Coffee, how is it?” She insisted.
“Huh?”
“It’s just that you never drink them here so I don’t know if you liked it,” Her body rocked a bit as she played with her hair, blushing.
The momentary panic overtook his body but he thanked his forever unfazed expression to keep it chill. The mug was raised to his lips and he took a quick sip. He fought each living cell inside his body to not gag in disgust. Coffee was just not his thing.
“Not bad,” He said, gathering saliva to wash out the taste remaining in his mouth.
“Really?!” Her enthusiasm was palpable in her features and Levi felt overwhelmingly bad that he could only try to fake a side smile.
“Yeah…”
“Why are you buying me coffees?” Erwin shouted the question as the situationship was getting absurdly abnormal.
“What do you mean with why? It’s on my way to here,” Levi replied faking dementia.
Erwin’s blue eyes squinted as he observed the short man’s body language “Yeah like the past 3 years and yet this is the first time you’re this nice,”
“What are you talking about? I’m always nice”
“Not even yourself believe that,”
Erwin knew something was odd so, when the semester was almost over, he had some time to spare after passing all his finals. He popped up at his regular coffee place, because it was his regular. Lined up and waited for his turn, the bell of the front door rang announcing someone new coming in. The blond, as a reflection of boredness of waiting for his turn, checked the new customer over his shoulder.
Levi froze in place and, if he was naturally pale, he ran paper white when Erwin and him locked eyes. He quickly turned around to leave from where he came but Erwin was already touching his shoulder and loudly announcing “Levi, no time no see!”
The other customers turned around after the loud exclamation, judging eyes landing on both of them and forcing the short man to stay in the process. The Ackerman cursed under his breath knowing damn well the blond was doing it on purpose.
“What are you doing here?” Erwin quickly shot the question.
“What does it look like? Buying you a damn coffee. Since you’re here, I’m leaving” Levi spit each word quickly as his eyes kept checking the front desk to see if he could leave without being seen.
Erwin who was a quiet sharp man noticed immediately “Well, since we are both already here. We should have a coffee together,”
“I’ve no reason to be here-”
“Levi!” ringing melodic voice saying his name from the back of the shop. Both students looked in that direction, a young girl crossing the counter as she walked over them with a bright smile.
Erwin smiled, not to the girl in particular, but prideful. ‘ There it is, the reason’ As he shyly looked from the corner of his eyes to his friend who looked like he wished the earth would swallow him right there.
“I passed my finals!” She announced as she got close enough, did a momentary check on Erwin and greeted him. The blond didn’t take it as an offence that the girl paid him little to no attention “How went yours? How did that essay that you say the professor was being irrationally strict go?”
‘Ok, they definitely know each other,’ Erwin was quick to pick up.
“It was alright,” Levi's monotone voice replied as if he was so uninterested.
“That’s so good. I’m happy for you,”
The way she searched for his eye contact, her slightly shy body language, her rosy cheeks, her subtle smile, the nervous bit on her bottom lip. Erwin wanted to scream, it was obvious that the girl had a crush on him. Only Levi wouldn’t notice.
“You two want a table?” She questioned going back to her work mindset.
“No,” “Yes,”
Mixed replies. The both men exchanged dead glances.
“We’re definitely staying for a coffee,” Erwin insisted with his “oh so charming” smile.
“Great! I will get you two seated,”
She walked away to clean a place. And once left alone, they two began to bicker in low voice.
“What are you doing? I’ve class in thirty minutes!” Levi insisted.
“You’re not running away. You own me one, I’m basically paying your meals”
“Tch,”
The argument concluded with Levi’s tongue clicking and her walking up to them. Once sat down, Levi kept checking the clock of his phone. He’s going to be late.
“I don’t know what the fuck are you thinking on, but whatever it is make it quick. I’m already running late”
Erwin, unmoved by his friend’s naturally aggressive nature, remained stoic to not give away his next move. “Fine,” he spitted shortly. 
“Have you two decided what you would prefer?”
“Yes,” Erwin smiled back at her as he hanged the menus for the girl to take “I was wondering if you could give my friend your number because he actually hates coffee and he is looking like an moron coming here every day just to see you,”
Erwin’s cheeky smile didn’t match the girl's confused face. Levi’s hands that were resting on the table pushed him backwards until he hit the back of the seat, eyes opened up as he felt his soul leaving his body and his complexion paled.
Frozen in place, he pondered around slipping down and hiding under the table. His jaw hurt from clenching his teeth out of embarrassment. ‘There goes my social life,’
Neither of them moved an inch and for a second Erwin evaluated that maybe he hadn’t read her body language that good previously. Once she went back to herself, she chuckled. Raising Manu to her face covering her mouth as she had a short blast.
She cleaned her throat as if she was about to give a speech and said “Well, tell your friend that I gave him my number the very first day he came in. He just used the napkin to clean the counter,”
When the information sinked in, the mind processed and recreated the flashback in his head; Levi covered his face with his hands. Pale fingers against his hot face. Groaning loudly, he cursed himself “I’m an idiot,”
She chuckled “Would you like tea to take away? We have a few options”
“Yeah, please,”
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