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obriengf · 8 months

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17 and Stewart!! I can picture that one with him perfectly!

get cute with meet-ugly blurbs - requests closed! 17: “we make contact before trying to steal the last seat on the subway/bus/train and I end up in your lap and fuck you, I’m going to stay here because I’ve had a really long day and this seat was mine” Note: I am very well aware that this isn't the best thing...

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Your vision line was impaired for a brief moment, but you could still feel his eyes on you; the way you were watched closely, your every move waited upon and calculated as if you were a puzzle that he was trying to solve. Your observations were just as canny, if not more, as you took a moment to take in your surroundings within an enclosed cabin of the subway to San Fransisco. The afternoon commute was busier than usual - passengers taking up every minuscule inch of occupancy, bodies feeding into the claustrophobia of limited seating. It was amazing how a sea of people from every platform could filter into such a small space so easily. Fresh air was non-existent and it caused your heart to thump and brows to furrow in distress. The knuckles of your right hand were screaming in pain from clutching the hanging strap too tight, and every bump the cabin passed caused your stature to falter and your footing to become unbalanced. Your time at work was bad enough as it was, but standing and waiting for a seat overtook every stressful event of your day with ease. Your eyes fluttered around for a vacant spot, but were met again with the large brown gaze that hid behind glass frames - the first time you saw them, your cheeks grew flushed, until you realised their motive. The owner, a man with matching annoyance clutching at every facial feature, was making sure that you didn't get the first seat before him. Smug bastard.

It was as if he could read your mind; his body stiffening, ready to pounce despite how his shoulder ached with a heavy bag that slung deeply. His day, too, was challenging - trying to meet quotas on a mind-blank of ideas wasn't something he often faced, yet it had been his daily norm for nearly a week. He desired to sit, to rest his legs and to take that relieving deep breath that was much warranted when the evening came. Nobody else in your peripherals was awake enough for a battle of comfort, which made this fight fit best for the quickest and most cunning.

The next stop was approaching and people began to stand as they awaited their further commute home. Your surroundings shifted, bodies repositioning as they slid around you like Tetris - confined tensions forcing your eyes closed as you drew a deep breath. You loved your job, truly, but the hour commute to and from was less than ideal. You were forced in between strangers and moments away from your throat closing with nervous energy before the train finally began slowing its pace, and you released relieving exhale of panicked breath in time with the opening of your carriage doors.

Congestion was imminent, however, your brief layover finally allowed carriage breathing room - and the possibility of the much-awaited available spot. As people began to vacate, you spotted a free seat and it was as if your heart sang in solace with laser-eyed focus and feet ready to lunge. You held on to your bag tightly as you pressed forward, small pleasantries slipping past your lips as you dodged other passengers.

You could feel the soft seating before you even sat down, you were dreaming of it for the past thirty minutes - but the plushness of the seat wasn't what you expected when you realised that the man with the glasses and observant eyes was where you managed to place yourself. Your own eyes widened in shock, voice unable to emit after you glanced down to his cocky smirk.

With a small growl, your brows furrowed at him, "No, no! This is my seat, go somewhere else."

"Sorry sweetheart, I was here first." His voice was mocking, a daring tone that effortlessly portrayed just how much he didn't care. To further affirm his unwillingness to move, the stranger's body sunk snugly against the padded bench with a loud and restful sigh. His competitiveness continued to shine through with a cocky quirk of his lips, "I'm not giving this up."

Fire burned in your eyes, an anger brewing that started much earlier in your day. You were exhausted and irritated, and games were far from what you were prepared to face at this moment. A pout prompted your lips to purse and brows to drop, and for a second you felt like a four-year-old standing their ground during a tantrum.

"Well, I'm not, either."

The man just nodded, quick to ignore your presence as he pulled his phone from his jacket pocket and began immersing himself in the small screen. You couldn't decide what was more awkward - the fact that he wasn't acknowledging your place on his lap or the way that you were sitting to the curve of his knees in absolute unsteadiness. One rickety bump and you'd find yourself on the floor.

Fate wasn't on your side; a running gag that life decided to throw at you once again today, in the form of the old train rocking and your legs sliding away from the glasses-wearing stranger. You expected the embarrassment of numerous eyes watching you collide with the cabin floor, but it never came as arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you backwards.

It took a second for you to realise that the outside of your thigh was snug against the stranger's stomach, his hands now flat over your side and against the bottom curve of your ribs as he held you close to him. He was your human seatbelt, holding you back and keeping you safe. It provoked warmth to shoot through your veins, to awaken the butterflies in your stomach and to colour the rosiness in your cheeks. It felt nice, despite the fact that he was a stranger with a stupid smug smile and filled with utter cockiness.

"Woah, nearly lost you there." He mumbled, a softness peeking through. It was easy to follow the caramel swirl of his eyes as they gazed over your face for any sort of discomfort, but you both seemed in the clear, and his shoulders dropped in relief. They looked down for a brief second before he smiled again, "Us googlers gotta stick together, you know."

Your head tilted to the side, every ounce of your focus now directed only toward him, "What?"

"Your lanyard." Hesitantly, he pulled a hand away from your side and tugged at the multicoloured fabric dangling from your neck, a plastic key card with a four-month-old photo of you sitting to the side. When he saw you following his touch, he hastily found his own within his zipped-up jumper and dangled it between you both. "Got a matching one. We're practically family."

Black letters caught your eyes first, the name of the man filling in another puzzle piece as you said it aloud, "Stuart Twombly, software development."

"That's me." He replied, a wink dropping behind his glasses and hold absentmindedly tightening as another small bump disrupted the cabin. Everything was coming together for you; no wonder he seemed full of himself, a handful of people you know from that department certainly have a big head and a matching ego. Your mind awoke from your thoughts when you felt your lanyard tugging again. Stuart hummed, "Y/N L/N, accounting. Interesting."

"How so?" You said quickly, offence already settling in your voice.

"You just got to be really smart to be an accountant for one of the biggest companies in the world."

Your head shook as your body readjusted yourself on his lap, "I'm not an accountant... yet. It's just a paid internship. But I'm sure you don't want to hear about any of that - "

"An internship?" Stuart's eyes lit up, his smile genuine as the corners of his lips lifted, "I know a thing or two about internships, try me."

#dylan o'brien x reader #stuart twombly #stuart twombly x reader #the internship #dylan o'brien imagine #dylan o'brien fic #stuart twombly fic #stuart twombly imagine #meetugly blurbs

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marie-swriting · 1 year

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Your gallery if you're dating...

Stuart Twombly

Those pictures aren't mine, credits to owners !!!

Other galleries

#lets pretend Stuart takes off his glasses sometimes #your gallery if you're dating #stuart twombly #stuart twombly x reader #stuart twombly imagine #stuart twombly x you #stuart twombly x y/n #the internship #dylan O'Brien #dylan o'brien characters

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yujisabs · 2 months

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Does anyone still write fics for Stuart Twombly from the movie the internship?

Bc I have an idea for a fic but I don't wanna write it myself.

Like remember when they are at the strip club and the guys get a lap dance and what not?

Yeah how about Reader eventually gets drunk and gives Stuart one? And it's kinda enemies to lovers?

Yeah if anyone ends up writing this (or if it's already out there) pls tag me or let me know about it 👀

Doesn't even have to be smut. Just the suggestive theme of it and some kisses are enough.

#Stuart twombly #Stuart twombly x reader #the internship #dylan o'brien #dylan o'brian x reader #Stuart twombly fic #Stuart twombly imagine #The internship x reader

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faithiegirl01 · 2 years

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Faithie’s Fic Finding Corner:

Ok y’all I need your help…

Back when I was younger and still reading on Wattpad I came across this Fic where Stuart twombly and the reader were together. The reader was on her period and just cuddling with him on the couch. She gets annoyed with everything that’s going on so she sticks her headphones in her ears and starts to paint on her paint app. She then hears Nick says something about calling Stuart Stewie and he says “Stuart, never Stewie,” and Nick is all confused and says “but she called you it. Why can she and I can’t?” And Stuart response was “because she came up with it,”. Then Stuart gets up along with the reader like he just knows that she’s in pain and takes her home.

Anyway when I found that one I absolutely adored it. When I first found it I think it was titled “never Stewie,” idk though it’s been a really long time since I’ve read it. But recently I got an idea when thinking about that fic and I’d really like to read it again for some inspiration on the fic I plan to write.

But… sadly I can’t find it anywhere anymore. So could you all possibly help me out and let me know if you know where to find it or if it’s still up? Or like if it’s gone?

It would mean the world to me if someone could either find it or the author, because I absolutely loved that one back when I first started writing my own work.

#stuart twombly x reader #stuart twombly imagines #stuart #dylan o’brien x reader #dylan o’brien imagine #dylan o’brien one shot #dylan o'brian imagine #dylan o’brien #dylan obrien #dylan obrien amazing stories #dylan rhodes o'brien #dylan rhodes

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ohwowimlonley · 2 years

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DAY FIFTEEN

Stuart Twombly + voyeurism kink

[warnings - masturbation (f and m), slight dark behaviour, voyeurism]

[word count - 566]

[kinktober list]

Stuart isn’t supposed to be home yet. Actually, you’re supposed to have your shared flat to yourself for the next few hours, so it’s not such an inappropriate thought that maybe you could have some self care time.

Without the lingering threat of someone walking in on you, the bedroom door had been left open as a show of your carelessness. Music drifts softly throughout the compact two-bed, all the curtains are drawn despite the fact that it’s only half past six on a Thursday evening.

The only issue is that you’re not at home alone as you originally thought; Stuart had come storming in a few minutes ago, annoyed beyond belief because no one is as smart as him, so he’d stormed out of the lecture hall dead set on the idea of releasing his frustrations via an extra long gaming session.

Instead, he stumbles into a dimmed house with slow music wafting through the warm air. His eyebrow hitches up in suspicion, wondering why you had the flat so dark so early. He wanders through the house, towards your open bedroom door when he deduces that’s where the music is coming from. As he gets closer to the threshold, the music begins to mix with soft, gasping mewls.

He stops dead in his tracks. You wouldn’t- would you? Do you know that he’s home? Is this some sort of invitation? All these questions and more cloud his head, and he almost doesn't notice the fact that he’s now well past the doorway to your room, only hidden by the way your wardrobe juts out in the way of the door - he’s safe from your gaze for now.

“Oh,” a whimper tumbles from your ever-soft lips, and Stuart can only imagine what you're doing to yourself. He can picture you trembling on top of your sheets, fingers fumbling about with your delicate, puffy lips; maybe you’re even thinking about him while you’re doing it.

Perhaps you have a toy in there with you, drilling it into your weepy core. He knows for a fact that whatever stupid silicone you have in there, it won’t make you feel anywhere near as good as his cock would.

“S- oh- Stuart-” theres a thump, maybe it’s your head hitting the pillow, and Stuart freezes. Oh God, he thinks, what have I done? I’m such a fucking creep, she’s never going to speak to me ever again. But then- “Mm, feels so good,”

Oh. So you are thinking about him? If only he could see inside your head, maybe he could make your fantasies come to life. Maybe you’re imagining his tongue all over your pretty cunt, licking up any semblance of your delicious wetness. That image often plagues his mind - being able to feel your sticky honey coat his tongue.

“Baby, please, I need more,” I could give you more, he thinks indignantly.

His cock gives an interested kick at the sound of a loud squelch - oh God, is that your fingers in your pussy? More than anything, all Stuart wants is to burst into your room and show you something you can really moan about.

He can’t help but stuff a hand down past his sweats and boxers, gripping onto his rock hard cock and leaning closer towards the dulcate tones of your pleasure ringing out.

It’s safe to say he won’t be moving for a while.

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stilinskibaby · 3 months

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀♫﹒⇆﹒🧷﹒⊹﹒FAQ.

: ̗̀➛ REQUESTING.

okay to request:

characters — most teen wolf characters (especially stiles and theo). thomas (tmr). stuart twombly (the intership).

story type — drabble, blurb, headcannon, imagine, ficlet. full fic. female reader. neutral reader.

tropes — brother's best friend/best friend's brother, dark fic. stoner!character. (childhood) best friends to lovers. (fr)enemies to lovers.

do not request:

characters — jackson whittmore, mason hewitt, allison argent. any character not listed.

tropes — self harm. incest. domestic abuse.

story type — male reader. series. child reader.

other things to request

✰ ≫ moodboards! (trope, character, etc)

ex. dating stiles, witch!issac, etc.

๑ ≫ ship! (shipping u with a character)

please provide information about yourself ex. astrological signs, favorite media, physical appearance, character kins, etc.

♡ ≫ questions about characters

ex. what do you think theo’s favorite snacks are. does stiles like anal?

・❥・DO NOT INTERACT.

≫ minors, bigots (zionist, racist, homophobe, transphobe, sexist, etc.), proshippers, ship adults with minors (sterek, sceter, etc.), other shitty ppl.

♡ ⁀ ➷ BEFORE YOU FOLLOW.

≫ this blog is focused mostly on teen wolf, and reblogs alot of smut. you may see other dylan obrien media as well.

≫ i will not discuss shipcourse, but i love talking about ships.

≫ all hate anons will be deleted

≫ no drama please.

≫ i am the host of a did system.

#shut up scout.

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4lxcxrd20 · 2 years

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Those hands 😩🔥

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMLAm1sw5/

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fitzells · 2 years

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Headcanons for what they take you to do for a first date? ☺️❤️

requests are open for these!! (if you want more dob characters added let me know!)

stiles: I could see him bringing you to a drive-in theatre with your favourite food. he initially wanted to do this huge gesture, something very extravagant and completely perfect and planned down to the very last detail, so you know how much you mean to him. but then he remembered how hectic your lives were, and he decided he wanted something relaxing, romantic and low pressure, so you guys can allow yourselves to have the perfect date in the middle of all of your supernatural mess.

stuart: again, similar to stiles; i feel like he would definitely want to put a lot of effort into it and make it into a big gesture, but he’s basically a big ball of anxiety; and so in fear he overdid it, he just takes you to the golden gate bridge at sunset, with a pizza (from sals???? for google’s sake???)

sam: probably something lowkey. cooking a meal together and then watching a movie at his place? sounds good to him, i don’t think he’d really care, as long as he was with you and you were enjoying yourself (obviously you are you’re on a date with sam taylor)

thomas: okay so, you’ve been together since the glade; but now that you’re all safe in paradise, he’s insisted on bringing you out for your first real date. there’s no pressure on your end, since you’ve been together for three years; but tommy wants it to be perfect, because he wants you to get to experience as much normality as possible. so he takes you to the beach for the evening. you go for a walk, and once it gets dark and there’s stars dotted around the sky, you’re greeted with a blanket, candles, handpicked flowers, and a meal whipped up by frypan. (he’s adorable okay??? he is!)

richie: i’m a little stuck for this one, he knows how to treat a lady. so i’m not 100% sure i’m going to do him justice, but i’ll try!!! it took you a while to finally accept his offer for a date, you weren’t really sure what to make of him, and you had no time for players. so when you’d finally said yes, he was going to make damn sure you knew that you got the wrong impression of him. he likes to show his power, so he probably booked out a restaurant, and is a total gentleman, walks you home and gives you a kiss on the cheek at the end of the night; and you’re pretty sure you both know there’ll be a second date

mitch: he doesn’t date much. doesn’t really do a whole lot of anything during his time off except train the new recruits and work out. you’re the first person he’s had feelings for in a long time, a long time. so he’s getting himself back out there, and he’s stressed. so when you suggest board games and takeout, he’s pretty sure he’s found the perfect match.

#character headcanons #stiles stilinski #stiles stilinski headcanon #thomas tmr imagine #mitch rapp headcanon #mitch rapp imagine #stiles stilinski imagine #sam taylor imagine #richie boyle #dylan o brien imagine #stuart twombly #stuart twombly imagine #dylan o brien

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dylobilysmomg · 3 years

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Dylan O’Brien Masterlist

𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀, 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴! 𝗖𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 (𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵 𝘁𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀!) 𝗠𝘆 𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗸𝗧𝗿𝗲𝗲.𝗡𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻.𝗜 𝗹𝘂𝘃 𝘂 𝗮𝗹𝗹, 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘂 𝗮𝗹𝗹. 𝗘𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆!

𝗛𝗲𝘆, 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗗𝘆𝗹𝗮𝗻 𝗢’𝗕𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁!

Stiles Stilinski Vibes Playlist

𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐊𝐈:

☻ Winter Nights ~𝗜𝘁’𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀!

♡✭ Motel Fever ~𝗧𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗰𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗻 𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗺𝘆.

❀ You’re My Hero ~𝗬𝗼𝘂’𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁.

ᰔᩚ♡ Cabin Fever ~𝗜𝘁 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝘂𝗯.

❀ Love Is Easy ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

♡ Drive-In Shenanigans ~𝗔 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝗴𝗼 𝗲𝘅𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗱.

♡ Restless ~𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗸𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗷𝗲𝗲𝗽.

Mischief ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝗰𝗼𝘁𝘁 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝘂𝗻𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗽.

♡ You’re Cute When You’re Horny ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗻’𝘁 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳.

☻ I Want A Kiss ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴.

✼ I Think It’s Best ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗱𝗮𝘆.

You Are The Only Exception ~𝗥𝗼𝘀𝗰𝗼𝗲 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁.

She’s Different ~𝗔 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀’ 𝗲𝘆𝗲.

❀ ☻ Just Play ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝘁 𝗮 𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗲 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲.

❀ ☻ Never Thought That Would Happen ~𝗔𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲.

☻ Unexpected Guest ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗽.

✭ ☻ It’s Too Late For Me To Cry ~𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗼 𝘁𝗼 𝗘𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗛𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲.

☻ We’ll Sleep Down Here ~𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱.

✭ ✼ I Know It’s Hard For You ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀.

☻ He Did What? ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀.

✭ I Want Your Heart To Beat For Me ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗼.

☻ It’ll Pass ~𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀.

☻ Go Back To Sleep ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗲.

♡ Wait ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗱𝘆.

☻ We’ll Be Saved ~𝗬𝗼𝘂, 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘀𝗼 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹.

☻ Frozen ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱.

☻ ♡ Relax ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗼𝘂𝘁.

✭ ☻ I’m Right Here ~𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗽𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗰 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗸.

❀ ☻ Dance With Me ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴.

✭ I Know But ~𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗱𝗮𝘆, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀.

☻ You’re Obsessed ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗴𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱.

✭ ☻ Are You Sure You’re Okay? ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱.

✭ ☻ It’s Anxiety ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘂𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝘂𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁.

✭ ✼ Thank God ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗰𝗮𝗿 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁.

❀ ☻ Come Here ~𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗼 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗼𝗳𝗳.

☻ ♡ I’m Sure ~𝗧𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿.

☻ You’re Back ~𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝗺.

☻ It’s Alright ~𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗲.

☻ ❀ ✭ It’s Okay ~𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗮 𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝘀

𝐃𝐘𝐋𝐀𝐍 𝐎’𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍:

✭ ☻ But I Have Her ~𝗗𝘆𝗹𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳, 𝘆𝗼𝘂...𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗿.

☻ Unwind ~𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗗𝘆𝗹𝗮𝗻 𝗿𝗲��𝗮𝘅 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸.

☻ I Fucked Up ~𝗗𝘆𝗹𝗮𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘄.

☻ I Love You ~𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗗𝘆𝗹𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀.

☻ It’s A Secret ~𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗗𝘆𝗹𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰.

☻ You Tired? ~𝗗𝘆𝗹𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗼𝘂𝘁.

𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒:

☻ ❀ ✭ I’m Not Letting You Die ~𝗧𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗲’𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

❀ ☻ Okay ~𝗧𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗮𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐘:

☻ It’s Platonic ~𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗱 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗦𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗿𝘁.

☻ Okay Who Likes Her? ~𝗦𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗮𝗹𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽.

☻ Who Is That? ~𝗦𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

❀ ☻ Private ~𝗦𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘃𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿.

𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐃𝐆𝐌𝐀𝐍:

☻ Sensitive ~𝗗𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐁 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐘:

☻ ✭ ♡ Happy to See You ~𝗖𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗯 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

☻ ❀ ✭ Family ~𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗿𝗲𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗖𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗯 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻.

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Party Time ~Stuart Twombly~

Description: Team Lyle returns to the strip club, with a new member of the group, who just so happens to be a friend of Neha, but has met every enough to establish friendships and feelings.

Warnings: Low self esteem, female pronouns, pervert men, drinking, fluff, swearing

Word Count: 1,063

Key: Y/N = your name, Y/E/C = your eye colour

Recently, Y/N had been hanging out with us a lot and to be honest, I was so happy that Neha brought her into the group. I learnt that Y/N wasn't someone that was comfortable with how she looked and the only time when she didn't come out with us, was when we were at the club. But today, Neha had managed to drag her along, literally dragged her to us.

Y/N glared at her friend, then turned to the rest of us and smiled slightly, hugging herself and walked inside with the rest of us.

"Neha, why am I here?" I heard her mumble, leaning in to whisper to her friend.

"Because, you need to get over your image of yourself and have fun!"

"At a strip club?" I chuckled lightly, hearing the tone in her voice and watched Neha walk off.

"It's not that simple to get over, crappy feelings." She mumbled, shaking her head and looked at me, giving a gentle smile.

"Hey." I smiled, rocking back and forth on my feet.

"Hi." she smiled back, still hugging herself.

"Do you want anything to drink?" I asked, gesturing to the bar. She nodded, smiling softly, I took her hand and pushed past everyone in the sea of people. Not letting her go, so she wouldn't get lost between everyone.

"Stuart, no beanie today?" She called out, with a cheeky grin. For whatever reason, I placed a hand on my head, feeling my hair and grimaced embarrassed. She giggled and placed her hands on the counter, I stood next to her and raised my hand, signalling the bartender over.

"What do you want?" I asked her, smiling as I could see the thought on her face and waited for an answer.

"Could I have a raspberry Vodka Cruiser please?" I nodded asking for what she wanted as well as a beer for myself, paid and then handed her the drink.

"How much was that?" She questioned, sipping on the drink reached into her pocket to get some cash out.

"Nothing, it's on me." She hesitated, waited for a few moments before placing the money away and followed me to our spot. She sat down, sipping on the drink and still look uncomfortable in her skin.

The others were off dancing so, it was just myself and Y/N in the little nook.

"Stuart, go have some fun, get turned on by some girl here. I'm not much of a dancer." She took a sip on her drink, waving me away with a gentle smile.

"No." I stated, shaking my head and pulled her up. I placed my beer down, then waited for her to finish her sip before placing the bottle down.

"How about I finish my drink, then dance?" I huffed but nodded and handed her drink back.

"Thank you." She sat back down on the couch, I sighed and picked up my bottle, walked off and danced around with the others. My eyes kept drifting on her and Neha started to notice.

"Stuart, Y/N isn't really a party person. Not all, she'll join when she wants." I sighed, nodding and stopped watching her and continued to dance.

Y/N's POV I had finished my drink and decided to get another, I squeezed past everyone, walked up to the bar with a smile.

"Could I have a raspberry Vodka Cruiser?" I asked the bar tender, holding out my money. He nodded, handed me the bottle and started tending to other customers.

"What's a young thing like you doing here?" I turned around seeing a man, maybe a year of two older than me and looked like trouble.

"Just here with some friends." I stated, nervously biting my lip.

"You wanna ditch them, go to my place."

"I'm sorry, I'm not looking for a one night stand." I mumbled, pushing past him and squeaked as the man grabbed my hand.

"Come on babe, just a little fun."

"Please, I'm not looking for anything." I struggled trying to get out of his grip.

"I don't care how you look, as long as the sex is good. You not pretty anyway." I started panic, struggled to get out of his grip and whimpered quietly as he forced me to come closer. Grinding himself against.

Stuart's POV

I walked back to where Y/N was last sitting, only to see she wasn't there. I began searching for her worry setting in. I looked around for her, searching past everyone and looked towards the bar, seeing if she was waiting there. I heard her voice muffled in with the crappy club music and turned around, seeing a guy holding her and Y/N trying to get out.

"Hey, there you are! I was looking all over for you." I smiled at her, watching the guy release her from his hold. She ran to my side, tears welling up in her eyes as she hid behind me.

"Yeah, just fuck off. I don't need you, there's a lot of hotter chicks here. Don't know what you see in this bitch." I did everything in my power not to lash out at him and just led Y/N outside, I took my jacket off, placing it over her shoulders and brought her into my chest, hugging her tightly.

"He's right you know, I'm not pretty, he said I'm not pretty and he's right."

"No, he's nowhere close to being right. You're gorgeous and you have a heart of gold, these things you think are flaws, aren't. You shouldn't have to care what those assholes think of you, you have so many stunningly beautiful flaws that make my heart flutter." She sniffled, looking up at me with her Y/E/C coloured eyes.

"You really mean that?" She quietly asked.

"Of course I do, you're the prettiest girl in that room, in this whole world." She blushed and rubbed her tears away, looking at me hopefully.

"Can I kiss you?" I quietly asked, leaning in slowly.

"Yes." She whispered, connecting our lips together with a soft, gentle kiss.

"That. Was. Perfect." Y/N whispered, looking flustered and hugged me. "Could I take you out one day?" I questioned, tucking loose strands of hair behind her ear.

"I'd like that very, thank you." I sent a wink her way, rubbing her arms and grinning at her happily.

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laheysdork · 3 years

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let me present to you guys:

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my ultimate fav since this gif has definitely shoved my tears back into my eyes

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this has never failed to make me smile

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dylan with kids made me feel so soft and all mushy inside for some reason dkskd

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and last but not least, sleeping dylan

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obriengf · 2 months

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Stuart Twombly Masterlist - OBRIENGF

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Fic Recs for Stuart Twombly ♡

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Blurbs :

JUST A NAME

SEATBELT

Headcanons :

JEALOUSY

WHEN STUART WON’T MAKE A MOVE…

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marie-swriting · 1 year

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Last Time - Stuart Twombly

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Summary : You've been sleeping with Stuart since the beginning of your internship at Google. After every night spent together, he always claims it's the last time but he always comes back.

Warnings : set during the movie, hooking-up, implied smut, drinking (be careful with your alcohol consumption), nightclub and stripteasers, a bit of angst, happy ending, maybe some grammatical mistakes as English is not my first language, tell me if you see some or if I missed any warnings.

Word count : 3k

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Song Inspiration : This Love by Camila Cabello

You squint your eyelids as the first sunray comes into your bedroom at Google’s. You slowly raise while wrapping your bare chest with your sheet. You notice Stuart getting dressed, ready to leave like a thief in the night, again. When he came to see you yesterday, you didn’t know how to resist him even when you knew how it was going to end. Like every time. You think you’re really pathetic to let him have that much power over you.

“What time is it ?” you ask.

“6:00 A.M. I’m gonna go back to my room.” he informs you, before a silence takes place, “About yesterday-”

“It won’t happen again”, you finish with weariness, “I know.”

“This time, I mean it. If we keep doing-”

“We might jeopardise our internship. I know.”

“We’ll see eachother later, with the team, for the new trial ?” Stuart enquiries whilst scratching his neck.

“Yeah.”

He smiles at you awkwardly one last time and leaves your room, his beanie in hand. You let yourself lay down on your bed again and curse at yourself all at the same time. It’s been a little over a month since this has been happening. Generally, it always begins again the same way : you ignore each other for a few days then he slowly comes back to you and next thing you know, you’re both naked until he tells you it’s the last time. It’s like a never ending story. The more the time goes by, the more you feel like he takes you for a fool. You wish for once, he’d keep his words when he says it’s over. You can’t take it anymore. Everytime, you build up walls, trying to get used to the idea that it won't happen again but he takes a perverse pleasure to make them fall again and again. You feel like you’re just a game for him. You wish you could say it didn’t affect you that much but yet, everytime he comes back just to leave once more, your heart tightens a bit more in your chest. You’re totally overwhelmed by it. Besides, as your internship goes by, the more your feelings for Stuart get stronger to your dismay. Yet, boys were the last thing you had in mind when you came here.

Upon arriving in the team's meeting room, you realise you’re the last one. You freeze for a second when your eyes fall on Stuart, but you act as if it was nothing. No one knows about… you two ? Well, if we can use that word to describe it, indeed despite your intimacy, Stuart reminds you often ‘you two’ doesn’t exist. You keep your pseudo-relationship a secret to avoid a weird atmosphere in the team, the balance between each of your personality and your age compared to Billy and Nick is already very fragile.

A week has gone by since your last time. You feel some relief to know he still hasn’t come back. Maybe this time he was serious about it ? You’d be lying if you said there hasn’t been an obvious tension between Stuart and you in the past few days. Albeit your team doesn't know, they feel something happened between you two, though they can’t guess the reason. Nea tried to talk to you about it in private, however you denied everything. You lied to her by saying there isn’t any disagreement between Stuart and you. After all, everything is over, what would be the use in telling her ?

You’re in your room, ready to go to sleep when you hear someone knocking on your door. You open it and find Stuart, his lips pinched together. You feel sick in your stomach, thinking it’s going to happen again like the last times.

“Sorry to bother you, my charger doesn’t work anymore and I wanted to know if you had another one or if I could use yours.” he explains, showing his phone.

“My battery is full, you can use mine now.” you propose.

You’re going to get your charger to give it to him. Though, when he takes it, he doesn’t move from your door. You raise your eyebrows, not understanding what he wants more.

“I’d like to talk to you. Maybe we could do it while my phone’s charging ?”

He gives you his cell and your charger, you go plug it and put the phone on your nightstand. You turn around and see Stuart trying to avoid your gaze. The silence is becoming more and more unbearable so you sit on your bed. You give him a look to invite him to say what he has in mind. He sits next to you and clears his throat.

“You know, maybe we should act like nothing happened. I think the others are guessing there’s something.”

“Yeah.”, you sigh, “Nea even asked me if something happened.”

“What did you tell her ?”

“That nothing happened, she was imagining things. She didn’t seem fully convinced, but she didn’t insist.”

“If it curbs our internship, we’d really need to do something.”

You nod as a simple answer. You both stay silent, not knowing what to add. You avoid his eyes at first before feeling the presence of his body closer to yours. When you turn your head towards him, you notice his lips are only a few inches from yours. You don’t even know how you got there. You know you should back up, nevertheless you feel attracted to him, in spite of yourself. Stuart knows how to bring you back to him. You have no idea if he does this on purpose or not, yet, he can make you succumb slowly again. You don’t have the time to think much longer that you fell Stuart’s lips on yours. You kiss him back as if it was an automatism. Like you’re used to, your body gets closer and closer and you straddle Stuart’s lap. He puts his hands on your hips to have no distance between you two. You feel his hands slipping under your shirt and as if it was an electroshock, you snap out of your transe and break your embrace from him. You run away in a corner, opposite from him, trying to get a grip on yourself and putting your shirt correctly again.

“You said it was the last time last week.” you exclaim, out of breath, “Is that why you came to my room tonight ? Your phone and the conversation were just excuses, weren’t they ? I’m sick of it, Stuart. I feel like this is just a game and I’m the one who gets played. You can’t leave and come back again and again. It’s hurting me.” you admit.

“Sorry, I don’t know what got into me. I meant it when I said it was the last time.” Stuart apologises with red cheeks.

“Yes, just like the time before and the ones before. I always need to build up walls and then you have fun destroying them. I’m tired of it, Stuart !” you lose your temper, “You can’t say one thing and the next time say another one. I’m lost. I don’t know how to act with you, that’s why the team realised something happened between us.”

“Y/N, I swear to you-”

“Keep your explanation for yourself.” you retort before going to your nightstand, “Take your phone back and go ask Yo-yo for his charger. Leave me alone.” you order, giving his cell back.

Stuart lower his eyes before getting up from your bed and leaving your room without saying anything else. When he closes the door, you run your hand on your face, sighing. It’s the first time you’re able to stop yourself before it goes too far. On one hand, you consider this a victory but on the other hand, he still got into your head for a second. You wish he didn’t have that much effect on you. If you could, you’d go back in time and make sure to stay far away from him. You shouldn’t have talked to him and become friends with him, you should've listened to your brain and focus on your internship.

After your last altercation, you haven’t said another word to Stuart. You try to avoid him as much as you can, despite the circumstances. Unfortunately, that night, you have to stay in his presence longer than you’d want to. Your team needs to create an app and neither of you has an idea so with the team, you’re still in your room, making knots into your brain.

The more the time goes by, the more panicked you all are. It’s the second to last trial so you can’t make a mistake if you want a job for the next year. From time to time, Billy and Nick try to propose some ideas but they have already been done. What annoys you the most in the situation is that they don’t seem stressed about the fact you got nothing. The teamworks is really complicated with them sometimes. You feel like they don’t understand how important this internship is for you.

“You know what ? We should get out, change our mind.” Nick says without a warning.

“We need to find an idea for our app. We don’t have the time to go out.” you retort, massaging your temple.

“You’re always working. It’s not by racking your mind you’re going to find a solution, trust me.” he says before getting closer to his friend. “Trust us.”

“Alright, but not too long.” Lyle accepts, “We really need to work.”

After a meal in an Asian restaurant, Nick brings you to a bar, on the advice of a person from the restaurant. When you arrive in the place, you all discover Nick in reality made a mistake while translating. It’s not a bar, it’s actually a nightclub, like the stripteasers prove it to you. You instantly feel embarrassed, like the rest of the group. Some women get closer to you, especially to the boys. One of them comes in front of Stuart who has his nose in his phone. When he raises his gaze, he’s surprised at first, then his eyes go wider when the stripteaser takes his fingers and puts it in her mouth. You can’t help but open your eyes wide as well when you see the action. Without saying anything else, Stuart follows the women in another part of the club whilst you stay by Nea’s side.

Thirty minutes later, they’re all having fun and drinking alcohol. As for you, you stay in the booth, a drink in your hand. You don't really want to dance with Nea or see Stuart having fun with another woman. This night is definitely in your top three of the worst nights of your life.

Notwithstanding, you try to see the good side by thinking Stuart doesn’t come your way with his hormones yet you’d be lying if you said it didn’t make you feel something to see him leave with that woman. You don’t like to be eaten by jealousy. You finally got what you want : Stuart away from you but at the same time your body only wants one thing, to have him again. Stuart doesn’t make you think rationally and you hate that, you hate him for that.

“Not having fun ?” Nick asks you as he sits next to you.

“I’m not in the mood to party.”

“Y/N, you’re 21, it’s time to enjoy yourself. After that, it’ll be too late, believe me.”

“I have too much in mind to enjoy myself.”

“Ah ! It’s because of a boy, isn’t it ?” he states, smiling. “Maybe I know the guy who is turning your head.”

“Nonsense ! I’m worried about the app we still haven’t made yet because of you and Billy’s brilliant idea.”

You put your drink down on the table in front of you violently before standing up, angry at what he said. You only take two steps when Stuart comes in front of you with a huge smile on his face. Apparently, he just had a great time. You see him open his mouth, ready to talk, but you cut him off.

“You shut up, I absolutely don’t want to hear you !”

You go in the club’s bathroom to splash some water on your face, hoping it’ll calm you down. You’re surprised to know you got easily riled up. The situation with Stuart is irritating you more than you thought.

Ten minutes later, you leave the bathroom and go meet the group. However, you find them on the verge of getting thrown away by the bouncers. Confused, you follow them out of the club and Yo-yo informs you they got into a fight, that’s why they had to leave. Sometimes, you wonder why you didn’t make more effort to get into another group.

You end up in a place near the Golden Gate Bridge to sober up, well actually for them to sober up because besides two drinks, you didn’t drink anything else so you’re fine. Lyle is completely wasted while the others are hungover.

You’re on a bench, away from the others. Your annoyance is too strong for you to laugh at their alcoholic antics so you prefer to stay alone and enjoy the coolness of the morning. You need thirty minutes to finally laugh at Lyle’s actions. He says a lot of nonsense which is really different from what he usually does. From afar, you can see Stuart talking to Nick. You wonder what they’re talking about before you can’t stop yourself from doing it. Stuart needs to stop being on your mind 24/7. Speaking of Stuart, you see him get closer to you. He sits next to you so you refuse to look at him, keeping your gaze on the landscape in front of you.

“Could we stop avoiding each other ?”

“When we don’t, they notice there’s something between us… I mean there was.” you retort drily.

“I said we wouldn’t sleep together anymore, not that we should stop talking.”

“Except that when we do talk, you always wanna get in my pants. So I prefer keeping my distance.”

“I didn’t want to ruin our friendship.” he admits, “you’re an amazing person.”

“Less amazing than the other woman at the club.” you murmur.

“What ?”

“Nothing.” you tell him, not wanting to show your jealousy.

“Y/N, I swear I never meant to play with you or ruin our friendship. When I kissed you the first time, I don’t know what got into me. It shouldn’t have gone this far. I apologise.”

“We’ve talked about it a thousand times, Stuart.” you sigh, looking at him, “I feel like we go around in circles. Either you want me or you don’t. But you can’t leave and come back whenever you feel like it.”

“I know.”

“Why do you do it then ?” you ask him, desperate.

“I don’t know.”

“Wow, you know how to talk to women.” you say sarcastically. “Fuck this love.” you mutter before standing up.

“Wait. I care about you, Y/N.” Stuart holds you back while taking your hand in his, “More than I’d like to and I think that’s why I leave and come back. I don’t want to lose you but I don’t know if you want me.”

“I wish you had talked to me about this instead of hurting me. At least, I’d feel less shitty.” you throw at him before leaving him alone.

Your team’s hangover ended up giving you an idea for an app which earned you a lot of points. Although you’re happy to see your internship is going well, you can’t help but feel perturbed by what Stuart told you earlier. Did he mean it ? Or did he only want to put you in his bed again ? He said he cared about you however you don’t know if you should believe him. After all, you got disappointed so many times by him in a month and a half…

As your trial is over, you walk to your room to finally get some rest. Between the sleepless night and the app you had to do at the last minute, you don’t have energy anymore. You dream of only one thing : the comfort of your bed. You’re about to open your bedroom’s door when you hear someone screaming your name.

“Y/N !”

“Stuart ? What do you want ?” you question as he comes in front of you.

“I’m tired of hiding.” he drops, “I really care about you, Y/N. You’re a smart, funny and beautiful person. I was stupid for always leaving and coming back, you don’t deserve me to do this to you. You were right this morning, I should have talked to you about what I felt before screwing everything up. It’s just, I didn’t know if you’d want a relationship with me so I was okay with what we had and you seemed okay with it too, except I ended up hurting you and I’m terribly sorry about it. I know I’ve ruined all my chances with you, but if I could at least have you as a friend, it’d make me happy. Y/N, I promise you, if I could go back in time, I’d confess my feelings for you way before so you wouldn’t hate me now.”

“I don’t hate you.” you correct him, staring at him.

“You don’t ?”

“I have been disappointed by you, that’s for sure. You’ve messed with my brain, that’s the least we can say, but I can’t help and fall back into your arms because I care about you, too.” you admit to him, “I know I’ll probably regret what I’m about to say but if this time, you promise to communicate with me, to not run away at the first hesitation, I’d like to be friends with you again. Even if I have feelings for you, I can’t promise you we’ll get back together, I need to fully trust you again before getting into a relationship. But I can’t act as if I wanted to stay away from you. Let’s try one last time.”

“One last time is all I ask.” Stuart smiles with a hopeful look.

In the end, this last time ended up being different from the previous ones. Your relationship with Stuart has finally been able to blossom into something beautiful, like both of your hearts wanted it so much.

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faithiegirl01 · 3 years

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Faithie’s Fic Ideas Corner:

Dude! Someone needs to make me a Stiles Stilinski FBI trope fic thing…..

Like y’all have no clue how I LIVE for stiles fics where he’s in FBI.

Idk for what the storyline would be, maybe like reader grew up as his and Scott’s other best friend. Reader and stiles always had something for one another, but they both never act on those feelings. Come to after they all move both stiles and reader move on from Beacon Hills together and wether they go to collage together or not they end up both going into the FBI and end up being one another’s partners. Reader and stiles end up getting into a fight over something and it messes with their partnership (everyone is like “yo what’s up with you too. You guys never fight…”). Then they end up having to go on a case and the reader ends up hurt in some way. When readers getting surgery or something stiles calls Scott in a huge fit saying something about it being all his fault that reader was hurt and Scott quickly calms stiles down. In the end stiles ends up sitting next to the reader till she wakes up then he’s all like “I’m so sorry.” And the readers all like “what for?” Then stiles breaks down about almost losing the reader and she just holds him as he cry’s. When he’s done crying he just blurts out that he’s in love with the reader and reader just says something like “took you long enough.” Or something like that and in the end they end up happy to be with each other and cuddling on the readers hospital bed.

Dude you don’t get how much I need a fic like this for stiles….. like I’m dying to read a super angsty but lovey dovey stiles Stilinski FBI fic. Like 😩 I neeed it!!! Someone please write it for me?!

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THE BET

Warnings: SMUT!!!

You had gotten out of bed early dressed into your [Y/F/C] silk dress, it wrapped your breast and ass perfectly but not to much since you didn’t want to look like a whore.

You turned to your mirror smirking at the idea of Stiles losing the bet you made last week .

You had spend the day on the beach wearing a short summer dress, your hair hang loose waving through the sea breeze, you placed your shoes on the sand and pulled off your dress, standing naked on the shore. You walked in to the water untill your breast where barely under the water. You closed your eyes tilting your head a bit back, enjoying the warmth of the sun on your face.

You sighed deeply not noticing the sound of rimpling and breaking water behind you, until you feel a soft hand on your neck wiping loose strays of hair behind your ear. You open your eyes looking at the person next to you. Finding a lean but muscular figure with chocolate hair looking down at you since he is a bit taller than you, it’s Stiles. You can’t hold back a smile untill you feel your face start to get really hot, remembering your butt naked.

You instinctively wrap your arms around your breast, unknowingly making the view for Stiles even better as your breast push against each other. Stiles bites his lower lip “There’s no need for you to be ashamed [Y/N]” he says turning to you cupping your face in his hands “Firstly, because I am just as naked as you are [Y/N]” Stiles says tilting his head to the shore, where his clothes are placed next to yours “And secondly, you are the most beautiful person I have ever laid my eyes on” Stiles said tracing his thumb over your lips while biting his bottom lip.

You swallowed thickly ignoring your rapid beating heart in your chest. You take a step closer to him placing your hand on his chest “To say it simply,” You said leaning in to him untill both your lips are just inches close to him, so close that when you spoke again, your lips brushed against Stiles “You just can’t get enough of me?” You asked teasingly. You trace your hand from his chest to the back of his neck, you heard Stiles take heavy breaths.

Stiles placed his hands on your hips grabbing them tightly “I’d say the same for you [Y/N] since your always teasing me so viciously ” he says bitting your bottom lip softly then sucking on it roughly. A soft moan escaped your lips, your rapid beating in your chest now starting to beat between your legs you pulled your lip back from him “your one to talk, but anyhow, I dare to bet you need me more than I need you” you said. Trying to stand on the tip of your toes so that Stiles would see more of your breast to tease him.

Stiles smirked pulling you fully against him his fingers sliding between your legs feeling a different kind of wetness than the water of the sea then pushing two of his fingers inside of you, you felt his hard cock push against your thigh and stomach “That, my love, is officially a bet now” Stiles says rocking his fingers back and forth in you “However can last the longest without the other wins” Stiles says never stopping his fingers working on you.

You hold back a moan “What does the winner get for victory though?” You ask rocking your hips on his hand grabbing his hard erection in your hand pumping him up and down. Stiles groans “Sex, anyway the winner pleases” you purr as your muscles start tightening around his fingers, you can feel his cock starting to twitch in your hand.

Stiles pulls his fingers out of you leaving you on your edge “I’ll be looking forward to you fucking me anyway I want you to” Stiles says slamming his lips on yours one last time before he pulls away leaving you alone in the sea, desperate and needy for more.

Your mind snapped back to the present beating your body al ready at just the merely thought of his hands working on your sex. You straightened your dress out one more time, pulled your shoulders back, straightened your back and pushed your ass back a bit.

You walked out of your room passed the corridors you knew Stiles would be walking, not knowing that he walked these corridors because he knew you’d be walking these corridors. You just reached the T-split hearing hard footsteps ‘probably from a male’ you thought, you grabbed a stray of hair, swirling it through your fingers, hoping it would be Stiles . Not so accidentally bumping into this person, as you turned into the left corner instead of walking straight forward. But alas it was Derk, your Alpha “Good morning to you too Y/N” Derek said stepping aside for you “Good morning Derek , I’m so sorry” you said as your cheeks burned from shame bowing your head down.

Stiles had just turned into the corner where you and Derek bumped into one another,he saw you in your [Y/F/C] silk dress, he could see the curves a bit from a far, enough to make him go hard. He silently watched you as Derek placed his hands on your shoulders and you looked up, smiling, you said something and laughed . Stiles couldn’t help but feel a pang if jealousy in his chest.

Which was absolutely absurd and he knew so, because he was pretty sure Derek had never fingered you in the sea as he was getting jerked off by you, but, still, he just couldn’t help himself. When Derek nodded his head and you slightly bowed your head at him, again, Derek walked away, leaving you alone, Stiles knew he shouldn’t but he just couldn’t help himself, his feet pushed him to you as fast as they could.

All the while his mind was fighting his body ‘Don’t do it , Stiles ,Don’t’ but his body screamed: ‘Yes! Do it!’ Until he was so close to you that he just went utterly and completely mad, your perky breast and ass where the final drop ‘Fuck that bet!’ His mind screamed.

Stiles pushed your delicate and soft body against the wall, slamming his lips onto yours wrapping his arms around you lifting you up so he could push his body against yours. After a couple hot minutes of making out, Stiles pulls away grabbing your chin with his thumb and index finger “That’s cheating, [Y/N]” Stiles said his lips brushing against your lips. You parted your lips, not sure what you are going to say. Not that you had to, Stiles smashed his lips back onto your letting his tongue slide into your mouth, fighting for dominance with your tongue.

One of his hands trailed down grabbing your ass tightly, pushing his hard cock against you. You moaned at the feeling of him, you’ve been pleasuring yourself for these past days but never seemed as satisfied as that day on the beach not even when you hit your orgasm which you didn’t have that day but now, even the slight feeling of his hard cock against you was enough to make you wet again.

Stiles let go of your mouth and kissed your cheek to your jaw to your ear where he stopped kissing you for a second. Stiles breathes heavy into your ear “I need you, [Y/N], I need you right now” he groans. Taking your earlobe in his mouth biting and sucking it some times kissing just in front of your ear making soft kissing sounds. All the while you just grow more hornier for him.

You turn your face into the crook of Stiles neck to shut a moan down, Stiles smirks against your ear “You like that, don’t you [Y/N]?” he asks with a deep and horny voice. He pushes you away from the wall, carrying you back to the corridor you just came from, carrying you to your room.

Stiles shuts the door behind him pushing your against the door. Where he lets his hand trail under your dress into your panties “I can’t wait anymore [Y/N], I need to hear you moan my name, can you do that for me?” Stiles asks his lips muttering against your cheek.

You nod “Yes, of course I can, but Sti ?” You say sweetly. Stiles traces his hands on your breast “Yes [Y/N]?” Stiles asks kissing your cheek “I win” you simply say rocking your hips into his hips. you feel him smirk against your cheek “That you do [Y/N], tell me baby, what do you want me to do to you?” Stiles asks moaning as your grind his hard cock “Finger me, like you did in the sea” you sighed your hand traveling to his hair, pulling it roughly. Stiles nodded “Yes, baby” he said as his cold fingers slide over to your hot and sensitive clitoris, swirling soft circles on it. You push your pussy further into him, as cold tingling mixes up with a hot burning shooting through your pussy “Oh… Sti!” You moan loudly at the feeling. His other hand moving to your breast, grabbing your nipple roughly pinching and twisting it.

Stiles takes his hand off you, walking you to the bed where he lays you down then inserting two fingers inside your pussy, where he leaves it like that for a couple seconds “Look at me when I finger you [Y/N]” Stiles says hovering over your body, you nod moaning at him, he doesn’t move his fingers untill you stop moaning for his touch. Then he started pumping you softly and slowly “Ho….ooohhh…. sti” you moan softly curling your hips up to meet his thrusts so he his finger would come deeper inside of you.

Stiles starts pumping you faster and tougher with the seconds “Do you like it like this [Y/N]? Or do you want me to go faster? Or rougher?” Stiles asked remembering the bet you made “Faster, Stiles , just faster, please” You said never looking away from him.He smirks giving you the perfect pace of pumping you, you feel your body starting to shake from pleasure your muscles tightening around his fingers “Sti, I’m… I’m cumming” you muttered closing your eyes, you hear him humming, his lips kissing you passionately “Come for me, baby, just keep your eyes open and on me” Stiles says. You open your eyes, looking into his eyes, he pumps you faster and that’s when you reach the peak, your orgasm “Oh! Stiles!” You moan loudly.

Your body starts shaking slower after your orgasm, but still shaking. Stiles keeps pumping you just a bit slower now. You wrap your arm around his neck and kiss him deeply “That was amazing,Sti” you said, turning Stiles around so he laid on the bed on his back, you sat on his lap “Now I feel rather generous today, so please do tell me, how would you like to be fucked?” You asked trailing your hand over his hard cock.

Stiles moaned softly: “Call me daddy when you fuck me, that’s all” you smirked “Okay daddy”

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