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ichangedmycornyahhname · 1 year

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𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤

𝔹𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕪!𝔸𝕠𝕟𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕩 ℕ𝕒’𝕧𝕚!𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

Summary: After hearing about an incident with the Sullys, Y/N travels to the metkayina clan with Norm to help out. While she would’ve loved to enjoy the trip, it would seem a certain someone was there to make her life absolutely miserable. (Part two here)

The chopper buzzed in her ears as the cool breeze cut against her skin. Her hands fiddled with the small keychain she’d taken from Norm, her adoptive father of sorts. After the fall of the great tree and the loss of her parents, Norm took her in along with several others. She’d always had a strong connection with him, viewing him as her father figure. With her parents passing when she was only a baby, she didn’t have any real memories of them. Only stories that others told, praising them of their great feats and contagious personalities. Y/N always enjoyed hearing about those stories, to hear about how her parents impacted other peoples lives. All except for hers.

An exasperated sigh left her lips as she allowed her head to rest against the back of her seat. Across from her sat Norm, a small smile on the face of his avatar form. “Hey, what’s up?” He leaned forward, placing a hand lightly onto her knee. She could only smile in response, shaking her head at his question. “It is nothing. Just thinking.” She chimed as she slipped the red keychain into the pocket of her jean shorts. Y/N knew it was odd for her to wear manmade clothing rather than the traditional omaticayan attire. It was just what she felt comfortable in, and what she saw around her as a child. Her eyes flickered over to Norm’s once more, her smile fading away just as quickly as it had appeared.

“Kiri, do you think she’s okay? Jake sounded worried when he called for us.”

Norm gave her knee a squeeze before his hand retreated back to his lap. “I’m not sure what to think, but I’m hoping everything will be okay.” He replied, his gaze softening at her concern. “Hey-“ Norm leaned to the side, peeking his head outside of the chopper. “We’re here. Cmon grab your things kid, we need to be quick.” He said as the chopper began to descend. As it did she peeked over the edge just as Norm had done. She was in absolute awe. Y/N had never truly visited the sea. In fact, she’d never left the forest. The only reason she even tagged along was because she had missed the Sullys, but now that she took in the beauty of the metkayina clan, she was awestruck. The pale sands, the crystal like waters, and the beautiful metkayina people entranced her. She hurriedly went to grab her supplies as norm had asked. Tossing her bag over her shoulder she awaited the ships landing. As soon as the chopper met the ground, she hopped out, her feet meeting the warm sand. The minuscule grains crunched beneath her feet and sunk between her toes, managing to draw an airy chuckle from her. “Cool.” She murmured to herself before Max shouted her name, urging her over. “I need you to wait for us here okay. We’ve got this, so just chill for me.” Y/Ns expression contorted into one of disbelief, her jaw slack as a brow quirked. “What? That’s so unfair Max. I came all this way to help and now I have to sit like a kid and wait? Ugh.” She rolled her eyes, her tongue clicking as she stared down at him.

“Y/N I’m being serious, just wait here and watch the ship. Now I’ve got to go help. Stay, here.” He gave her a stern look as if he was warning her not to disobey. “Yeah yeah..” She sighed, her arms folding over her chest as she leaned against the air ship. She could feel the eyes of the metkayina people on her, watching her and the ship closely. To say that it was awkward would be an understatement. The longer she stood there, the more she desired to escape their judging stares. That, and she wanted to explore the beautiful island. Y/N thought about it for a moment, going over different scenarios of how Max would lecture her if she left the ship. He’d probably say what he usually did. “You can’t just do that Y/N— No Y/N go to your room— blah blah blah.” She almost laughed at the thought. Except she remembered his words. He said that she had to watch the ship, and she could easily watch the ship from another part of the island couldn’t she? She pushed herself off of the ships side, the warm metal no longer against her back.

“Alright Max, I’ll watch the ship.” She chuckled to herself before departing from the coastal side. As she wandered deeper into the island, she observed even more. The exotic flora, the beautiful fauna, and the metkayina people. To her, they were just as mesmerizing as the rest of their home, yet their stares of distaste and confusion began to make her think. Y/N knew she was different from others, she was used to the stares of her own people. Even they believed what she wore and how she acted was odd. Yet the metkayina people looked completely different around her. Their skin was lighter, allowing them to blend in with the crystalline waters. Their ears were smaller, and they also wore traditional clothing. Y/N was the odd one out, again. Her confidence fell, along with her gaze. The sand suddenly seemed much more interesting than the harsh stares from the people around her.

Y/N wasn’t paying any mind to her surroundings, that much was apparent. Her gaze was locked on the sand padding beneath her steps, and less on the approaching group. Thud, she stumbled back, a gasp leaving her as she steadied herself. “Sorry..” She muttered as she peeked up through her lashes, her gaze falling on the man in front of her. His eyes narrowed, watching her intently as he laughed maliciously. Y/N noticed the other laughs surrounding her, the sight of three other boys around her age pointing and gawking at her. “What’s wrong with the way she talks? Sounds so weird. And look at her tail, it’s so skinny.” One of the boys chimed in as they attempted to grab at her tail, before she swatted him away with her hand. “Stop it..” Her voice was quiet, unsure.

“Stop it.” Another boy mocked before laughing once again. “Are you another one of those forest freaks? I mean, I can tell. What are you wearing freak? You’re dressed like one of those demons.” The one she’d bumped into spoke, his eyes trailing along her body as he circled around her. His eyes wandered her unusual figure, her annoyingly dark blue skin, her big amber eyes. Just the mere sight of them boiled his blood, irked his entire being. Yet, she drew him in like a moth to a flame. Which is why Aonung found himself circling around her, a smirk slithering onto his face as he took in all of her features. Her thin striped tail and the way it whipped around as he teased at her. Her odd clothing and the way it hugged her body just right. What a freak. “Hey, you think she’s even a real forest freak? I mean look at her.” He pushed at her back as he walked behind her, though didn’t use much force. This irritated Y/N, causing her to hiss and slap his hand away. “Why are you being such a jerk? I don’t even know you and you’re trying to bother me.” Aonung didn’t bother responding. Instead he grabbed her wrist, pulling it up to show it off. “Ha look at her thin little forest arms. Probably can’t even swim can you freak.” His grip tightened as she attempted to pull away, yet he didn’t want to let go. No, he loved the pretty look on her face. The way her lashes fluttered as she attempted to blink the tears out of her eyes. The way her brows furrowed as his pestering got to her. The way her chest heaved as though she were about to try and throw a punch, or break down into tears. He would’ve been fine with both, really. All he truly wanted to see was that precious look of frustration on her face.

“Y/N?” A voice of concern chimed from behind them. Everyone turned, observing the way the approaching man flared his nostrils angrily. Neteyam, the (was) soon to be olo’eyktan. Y/N felt a sudden wave of relief wash over her, a sort of confidence returning to her as she yanked her wrist out of Aonungs grasp. Neteyam strides forward, standing between her and the group. His hand rested on her shoulder, giving it a squeeze of reassurance. “Are you alright?” He questioned as he studied her face, the gloss of her eyes, the twitch of her ears. A sigh aired from her nose as he turned to face Aonung. “Quit messing with my friend.” With each word his finger poked into the chest of Aonung, forcing him back a step or two each time. Y/N was used to Neteyams overprotectiveness. They grew up together, hunted fish together, took care of his siblings. He was like an older brother she could always call for help. With a delicate smile she placed her hand over his, assuring him that she was fine.

“Neteyam let’s go. I have to return to the airship before Max jerks a knot in my tail.” She joked as she tugged him along by his hand, inching him away from the group. All the whilst her eyes stole glances of her new acquaintance— or bully. Y/N wasn��t sure what to make of Aonung. He was a jerk, that was clear. As the two distanced themselves from the group of delinquents, they found themselves in a soothing silence. A silence that only those who’ve known each other for years could understand. Then Neteyam cut through it with his sharp tone. “I should’ve gotten there sooner. That Aonung guy has been a jerk to all of us, I even got into a fight with him a few days ago.” Her eyes widened at the statement.

“Did you win?” She asked, only to receive a chortle from him in response. He slapped a hand against her back jokingly, only shaking his head at her question. “Come on skxawng, you did say you wanted to visit Kiri.”

She slipped through the curtain of the large tent, stepping in cautiously with Neteyam trailing not too far behind. The room was dim, just as the look on her friend Kiri’s face. A small coo left Y/Ns lips as she knelt down to greet the young woman. “Oh Kiri, are you feeling okay?” She wrapped her arms around the smaller girls frame, cupping her head with her hand in order to hold her close. Kiri only sighed in response, her hand coming up to grasp at Y/Ns arm. “I understand if you don’t want to talk. I’m just glad you’re up, that’s all.” She took a seat next to Kiri, her arm circling around her in order to keep her close.

The two remained in the position, tangled together in a close hug and simply enjoying one another’s presence. Well, that was until Tuk rushed in with her usual toothy grin to drag the two out. “C’mon c’mon!” Kiri groaned, rolling her eyes as Tuk tugged her out of the tent home. Y/N followed close behind, a small smile on her face as she watched the two. Y/N always adored the way Tuk could make anyone smile. That and the way she balanced out Kiri’s sarcasm. They were perfect for each other.

Y/Ns curious eyes watched as the metkayina people dived into the waters eagerly. She wasn’t exactly sure why they were so excited until— her mouth fell open, awestruck by the sight of the large sea mammals in the distance. Their beautiful fins and colors. She suddenly understand why Tuk was so giddy to drag Kiri along with her. They clicked their tongues, a small fishy creature swimming towards them with a squeal.

“Woah! I’ve never seen anything like them. What is it?” She questioned as she knelt down behind them, watching as they both hopped onto the back of the aquatic creature. Tuk was the first to answer, giggling as she spoke. “They’re called Ilu! She’s so cute right?” Y/N nodded in response, a large smile on her face as she observed the ilus anatomy. It had pretty swirls of color across its small fins, and big black eyes. Beautiful, she thought as she watched the two swim away. “We’ll be back Y/N!-“ Kiri shouted from a distance as she waved back at the young woman. “Have fun you two!” She shouted back before standing back to her full height. All she could do was watch as the clan greeted their friends and swam through the sublime waters. Well, until Neteyam surfaced the water with his own ilu.

“What are you doing just standing there. Cmon.” He grinned as he waved for her to join him. Y/N obliged eagerly, slipping into the cool ocean and hopping onto the ilu. Her arms wrapped around Neteyams slim torso, keeping herself secure before he swam forward. Neteyam felt warm against her, his body heat contrasting the waters low temperature. She enjoyed moments like these with him, especially after the Sullys big move. She inhaled, his scent flooding her nose as she rested her head against the muscle of his back. He chuckled, the vibrations causing her to smile. “I’ll take it slow okay? I know you aren’t used to the water yet” He said as he drifted out into the sea, the ilu swimming along the surface of the water. The cool waves washed against her thighs, drenching her clothes as they neared the commotion. Perhaps commotion wasn’t the correct term. The reunion, yup that sounded right. A reunion between the metkayina and the incredible sea life.

“Teyam, what’re they called?” She inquired as one of the beautiful mammals passed by. Neteyam looked just as mesmerized as she did, perhaps even more. “Tulkun I think. Wow, they’re incredible.” He answered. The slowly the ilu came to a halt, allowing the two to observe the sight around them. The smiles on each of the peoples faces, the chirps and coos of the tulkuns. The mere sight made her heart warm. That and the feeling of Neteyams handing cupping over hers. “Let’s go under!” He exclaimed before disconnecting his queue and dragging Y/N beneath the blue water. The water flooded her ears, and while it was uncomfortable she found herself distracted by the tulkun passing overhead. It’s large shadow washed over her, the intricate designs and patterns on its belly causing her smile to grow. The sight was magical. Y/N tugged on Neteyams hand, their fingers still interlocked within the water. Drawing his attention, he beamed up at her as she pointed to the creature soaring over them. Moments like these would always last, burned into their memory for the time to come. Her best friend, Neteyam. She wouldn’t see him again for a long time once she returned home, but that was okay. She’d always remember.

They swam around a bit longer, pushing through the relaxed waters as they lingered around the floating tulkun. She swam across from Neteyam, doing her best to keep up with him. His swimming had certainly improved since the last time she saw him. He was a short ways ahead, but far enough to not notice her lagging behind. She slowed down, eventually stopping as her heart thumped in her ears. Her lungs stung uncomfortably as she came to realize she hadn’t come up for breath. With this new revelation, she began to swim to the surface with an intense urgency. Yet the water seemed as far away as before, as though she were traveling down a never ending hallway. Just as she was about to succumb to the waters commands, she felt someone tug at her arm, now dragging her up until finally they surfaced.

“Thank you..thank you so much.” She sputtered as her breathing calmed, now becoming slow and steady. Her vision cleared, no longer blurred from her suffocation. Her eyes found her rescuers, and instantly she darted from their arms. “You.” She mumbled nervously as her eyes fell anywhere but the face of the man who had been pestering her not long ago. “Me? You act as though I did not just save your life. I do expect something in return forest girl.” He bossed. Y/N didn’t respond, instead remaining silent as she eventually found his eyes. His eyes, Eywa they were burning, scorching her soul as they stared her down.

“Thank you then. That’s what I give in return.” While the words were intended to come out rude, her wavering words and shaking lips only egging him on. However, he controlled himself, instead opting to pull her closer and allowing her to float against him. “What is your name forest girl?” He asked as his arm wrapped around her waist to hoist her closer. Their bodies pressed against one another, their legs tangling together in the water. Her eyes searched his, hesitant to answer. She didn’t understand why he would save her after saying such cruel things about her. And she certainly didn’t understand why he held her so close. With a gulp, she finally answered. “Y/N..and you?” He grinned, that familiar sadistic look finding his face. “Aonung. You know, you’re cute for a freak forest girl.” He professed as his eyes observed her appearance. This insult hiding within a compliment confused Y/N, causing her mouth to fall agape as she searched for a response. Thankfully she didn’t have to come up with one, her friend Neteyam popping out of the water with a grimace. “Y/N, are you alright? I didn’t see you come up.” His brows furrowed with concern as he watched the two skeptically.

“Yes I just…needed some air.” She muttered as she pushed herself away from Aonung who only cleared his throat at the sudden awkwardness. She swam closer to Neteyam, taking his hand and tugging him away. She didn’t want to be in the situation any longer, so she used Neteyam as an escape. They swam away, creating a distance between them and the metkayina boy.

“Did he do something Y/N?” Neteyam questioned as he pulled her to a stop. Y/N couldn’t meet his eyes. Instead she frowned, finding herself uncomfortable with the topic. Neteyam could see this and brought his hand up to rest on her head. “You don’t have to tell me now, I just want to make sure you’re okay that’s all. Now let’s go, it’s getting late.” He gave a sympathetic smile before calling his ilu, and soon they were off.

She felt full after eating dinner with the Sullys, the taste of Neytiris cuisine lingering on her tongue. She had departed from the family tent a few moments ago, now strolling along the shore of the midnight beach. It was eclipse, the sun no longer out and one of the moons replacing it. The stars were bright and flickering, weaving together to create beautiful constellations. The stars were always her favorite. Something she could enjoy alone without any bothersome scientists or siblings. She found a good spot on a mossy rock, taking a seat on its cool surface with a sigh. Her hands rested on the rock as she leaned back, allowing herself to relax for the first time that day.

The day had been eventful to say the least. She’d been harassed by some stupid boys, got to see new animals and people, and almost drowned. She winced at the last thought, cringing at the idea of her drowning the day she visits the Sullys. That and the fact that she’d been bullied by those boys, one in particular. Aonung, the stupid bastard. She didn’t like him, not one bit. She didn’t like the pretty jewels he wore, or his soft curls. She didn’t like his smug smirk, or rough hands. She didn’t like it at all. His annoying voice, his soothing accent.

“This is my spot.” She jolted, a gasp leaving her as her hand slapped against her chest. “Oh my fuck— you can’t just- oh, it’s you.” Her arms pulled her legs against her chest, wrapping around her calves as she glared at the water. “Go somewhere else forest girl, this is my spot.” He approached, now taking up her space. He stood over her, his intense presence beginning to make her feel uneasy. “You can’t claim a rock Aonung.” She snapped back. For once she legitimately had something to say, and Aonung took notice of this. His hand found her jaw, tilting her head to force her to look at him. “So, you aren’t a complete mess forest freak.” He slouched over, his face in the proximity of hers. His breath fanned over her face, warming her skin and causing her cheeks to flush. She gulped, just as before she found herself struggling to find a response to his patronizing. “Cmon freak, speak up. Or maybe you can’t understand me because you’re not a true na’vi.”

She whimpered at his words, shaking her head from his jaw and shifting to slip off of the rock. Aonung however wasn’t finished. His hand pulled her back by her neck, his calloused fingers circling around her throat to keep her still. This caused her to whine, her hands grasping at his wrist as she glared up at him. “That look in your eyes is so cute forest girl. Aw, about to cry?” He taunted as she blinked tears back, her lashes fluttering to contain them. “Shut up..” Her whiny tone caused him to chuckle, his hand coming up to rest on her cheek as he watched her closely. Slowly his finger found her bottom lip, caressing it gently as he gazed into her eyes. And then suddenly she found his thumb intruding her mouth, pressing against her tongue as his gaze suddenly turned dark. “Suck.” He demanded, the words causing her brows to raise in surprise. Though the surprise wasn’t from his words, but in fact from her eagerness to oblige. She found herself sucking at his finger, her gaze never faltering from his as she witnessed him suck in a breath.

“You’re enjoying this aren’t you? So eager to satisfy. Or maybe you like when I treat you like the freak you are.” He gushed as his hand left her neck, now wandering her form. His hands squeezed and fondled at her curves, taking in her perfect body. It wasn’t like she was the first woman he’s had sexual relations with. She was just so damn fun to degrade. To tease her until she broke, until she was crying his name. He huffed out at the thought, his hand now resting on her ass. He hated the clothes she wore, sure they hugged her body just right, but they also kept him from what he wanted most. Grunting he pulled her against him, their bodies meshing together as his now growing length rutted against her. This drew a whimper from Y/N, causing her to halt her actions with her mouth. “I didn’t tell you that you could stop, did I? Can never put that mouth to good use can you?” He spit out as his thumb left her mouth, a string of spit connecting the two. “Well aren’t you so good for me. Hm? Fine, you want to take my spot? Then you’ll listen well.” He said as he shoved her against the rock she once sat on, and pushed her legs apart. His thigh rested against her cunt, the muscle pressing against her teasingly. This caused her to let out a shaky breath, her hands now grasping at both his biceps as he leaned over her. He stared down at her, watching as she jutted her hips into his thigh in desperation. “Fuck, you really are desperate aren’t you? Cmere forest girl.” His large hands found her hips, using them to rock her against his thigh. “I’m not going to stop until you’re moaning my name, got it forest girl? So get to work.”

And get to work she did. She rocked her hips at the perfect angle, her clit grinding against his thigh with each roll of her body. Her hands now rested on his back, scratching and grasping at his skin as she attempted to keep up with the pleasure she felt. Being a virgin, this was a new experience for her. Feeling his muscular thigh against her cunt, pressing against her in just the right way. His hot breath on her neck as he planted kisses and hickeys along the length of it. His grip on her hips grew tighter, more forceful as he himself grew more aroused. “Taking too long pretty girl, I need you to cum now.” He urged as he began to bounce his leg, further stimulating her senses. She mewled out, her core tightening as she grew closer to her high. “M’trying nung. It’s so good..so close.” She moaned at as her head fell back. Aonung used this to his advantage, his teeth now piercing her skin and sending that jolt of pleasure she needed to reach her high through her. Her legs tensed, her nails digging into his back as the throb of her clit caused her to moan out. “Aonung..!” She cried as her orgasm ripped through her. Her body felt hot against his, the friction causing her to pant unevenly. “Too good..too good.” She blubbered as she finally began to come down.

Aonung had witnessed her high, leaning back to take in the way her eyes squeezed shot. The way her nails dug into his back and urged him on. The way her thighs tensed around his own, the warmth of her cunt causing his cock to strain within his loincloth. Eywa, this woman had him losing his composure. His hands left her hips, now pushing her away as he groaned irritably. “Fuck, you’re so annoying.” He cursed out. This clearly was a shock to her considering he was the one who told her to cum on his thigh, not the other way around. She looked at him, baffled by his sudden switch in demeanor. “What— you were the one who sai—“

“I know what I said forest freak. Just— fuck. Can’t wait until you leave.” He seethed, his jaw clenching as if he were fighting himself. His eyes fell back onto her, searching hers before his lips suddenly found hers, biting and licking at her lips until they were swollen. And just as quickly as he pulled her into a heated make out session, he pulled away. “Don’t go bragging about this Y/N. It was an accident, that’s all.” He said before finally he left, disappearing into the island before she could get in another word. He just left her there, cold and drenched in her own juices. God she was gullible. She cursed under her breath as she gathered herself. She really, really hated Aonung.

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resident-gay-bitch · 1 year

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Too Late - One

summary: You’ve always secretly pined over Eddie Munson, your best friend, but when you find out he’s dating Chrissy Cunningham, you reach your breaking point. you seek comfort from Gareth, your second best friend. you figure out he’s got a crush, but you don’t know who, you were determined to figure it out though. but he was determined to keep his feelings for you locked away forever. but plans change, right?

warnings: (18+) alcohol, porn, mentions of masturbation, bitching about Chrissy (pls i love her irl, don’t attack me).

character description: fem, she/her pronouns, female anatomy, hair at least long enough to sweep back from face.

too late masterlist - find next chapter there :)

“So you're the infamous Y/N L/N i’ve been hearing all about?” a sweet voice picked up from behind your shoulder, you almost didn’t hear it over the loud buzz of the party and the distorted music.

You turned in your chair slightly to find her sitting beside you, holding out a beer for you to take, “And you're the infamous Chrissy Cunningham i’ve been hearing all about.”

Too fucking much about.

she giggled, “it’s nice to finally meet you.”

“Likewise.” you smiled.

you wanted to be happy for Eddie, he was your best friend after all, you had to be happy for him. He actually managed to pull the girl he was crushing on… and that girl, of all people. It was strange to think about the pair. but, part of you couldn’t fucking bear it. you were in love with him. ever since that stupid party in middle school, you landed on him in spin the bottle/seven minutes in heaven. even with his trashy little buzz cut and zit ridden face and mouth full of braces, you thought he was beautiful. and so you walked into that closet with high hopes, and then he kissed you. and you freaked out, internally anyway. you stepped out after five minutes of making out (two minutes of taking) and you were head over fucking heels falling in love faster than you’d done anything before in your life. but, after that kiss, he never tried to kiss you again, even with your blatant flirting. no, to him it was just a stupid game. he probably kissed every other person he stepped into that closet with, just to have a try. but you, no, you only kissed Eddie… and you regretted it. but now, he was your best friend, and he was dating Chrissy. everything was becoming a little too heavy.

“So…” she started, oh god, here it came, the talk, “you and Eddie are really close.”

“Yeah.” you nodded, sipping your unusually expensive tasting beer.

“I hâte to be that girl…” she played with the hem of her perfect little skirt, “but… has anything ever… happened between you?”

“yeah.” you nodded, and her eyes widened, “the reason we became best friends was because we made out in a game of spin the bottle in middle school. He decided he was so disgusted by kissing me that he would never, ever do it again. Now I'm like… his guy.”

“his guy?” Chrissy asked, a few insecurities shining though.

you nodded, you wanted to be honest with her, you didn’t want her to hate you, because if she hated you she would prevent Eddie from spending time with you. And you had come to terms with the fact that you could never be with Eddie romantically, but you couldn’t deal with the idea of him leaving your life completely… especially not for some girl that would eventually break his heart and leave him in the dust for some preppy prick like Jason.

“Yeah,” you smiled, “we hang out all the time, and I know he definitely doesn’t see me like that at all because he’s really gross around me. like… boy gross.”

she quirked an eyebrow, “boy gross?”

“yeah, like he burps really loud and will walk up to me and fart in my face and laugh. and like, talks to me about girls and stuff, and is very open about his porn collection-“

“He has a porn collection?”

“Chrissy.” you deadpanned her, “every guy has a porn collection.”

“well..” she shifted in her seat, “what’s his like?”

“I don't know,” you shrugged, “it varies.”

you eyed her up and down, she was nervous.

“Don’t worry,” you smiled, “you fit the description of the girls in some of the videos and mags.”

“oh, okay.” she smiled, “should i be disgusted by that?”

you shrugged, “i mean, probably. most girls are… but that’s because they’re disgusted by porn. I would kill for the guy I'm into to have picked out a video specifically because the girl looks like me.”

“Okay, cool.” she relaxed a little, “y… you didn’t— the kiss you had, you said he decided you were… gross or whatever. What about you?”

your face turned red, “uh…” you smiled nervously, “yeah, i told you he farts in my face. he disgusts me.”

not true at all, you love him. He probably should disgust you though.

“oh that’s good.” she sighed, “phewph, i was really nervous you were gonna bite my head off and tell me you were in love with him or something, i used to think you stared at him a lot.”

your cheeks turned redder, “oh.”

“There’s my girls!” You both turned to see a tipsy Eddie stumbling towards you in the crowd, a big grin on his face.

Chrissy looked at you with doubt.

“Don’t worry,” you shook your head, “when he’s drunk he calls me his girl. i don't know why, he just always has. the first few times he did it sober I kicked him in the balls.”

Chrissy laughed a little, “oh, okay.”

“Heya pretty ladies.” Eddie grinned, standing between the two of you.

“nerd.” you scoffed, taking a sip of your beer.

“Hiya baby.” Chrissy smiled up at him.

He leant down and nudged his nose against hers. you made a gagging sound, smirking when they both turned to look at you. you hoped they’d take that as a cue to drop the PDA. apparently not. Eddie was drunk though, and Chrissy was probably trying to stake her claim. so. he brushed his lip against hers.

“How’s my princess goin?” He whispered, but you heard it.

it stung you.

that was his nickname for you, ever since he called you it in that stupid little closet at that stupid party.

‘you look like a princess,’ he grinned.

‘you think?’ you blushed.

‘yeah.’ he nodded, poking your pretty dress, ‘can I kiss you, princess?’

you felt like crying, but you skulled your beer instead, pushing the tears away.

“isn’t she pretty, Y/N?” Eddie asked, his arm around her, “She’s so pretty.”

he never called you by your name… ever… not unless he was mad.

“Yeah.” you smiled, “very.”

“She looks like a princess.”

you looked at her dress, it was white, and flowy… it looked a lot like that dress you wore to that party. that only made your gut wrench.

“Mhm.” you nodded.

“you okay, Y/N?” he asked, double fucking whammy.

“yup.” you nodded, speaking a little too abruptly.

“Y/N—“

“I think I'm gonna go play spin the bottle.” you smiled and rushed outside to Gareth.

you tapped on his shoulder, and he turned to look up at you with bright eyes, “Jovi! come play.” he grinned.

The nickname, the one you loved so much, came from that time he caught you drooling over a magazine filled with pics of Bon Jovi. he teased you about it, a lot.

“no thanks, can i talk to you?” the lump rose in your throat again.

“no, I wanna play and kiss a pretty girl,” he pouted.

“You can kiss me.” you teased, kicking his leg softly, but his heart skipped a beat, “cmon, i need to talk to you about something.”

he smiled softly, “alright, but only because i know you're gonna be really mean to me if i don’t.”

“correct.” you helped him up, and led him to a quiet room.

someone’s bedroom, the parents, you supposed. you sat on the bed and immediately started crying, finally letting your emotions out. Gareth locked the door and sat down beside you, stroking your back.

“What’s goin on, Jovi?”

“Eddie.” you cried, leaning into his shoulder.

his heart sank. you told him about your feelings for Eddie last week when he announced to Hellfire he managed to get a date with the girl. you left the lunch table in a rush and Gareth was the only one to notice your shifted mood, he followed you and you sunk into his arms. his heart broke that day, but he decided that wasn’t important.

“Just why?” you whined, “why does he have to like her, Gareth? i’m right here! i’m right fucking here. i’ve always loved him, i’ve always wanted him, and what… nothing! nothing!”

He nodded and stroked your hair.

“why can’t he just see me, for once i just want to be seen, Gareth. i don’t care if it’s by some dumb jock at this point, i just want someone to see me.”

“hey.” he pulled you back, “you are seen, darling.”

that was new.

“You are seen.” he nodded again, wiping your tears, “you are beautiful, and kind, and soft, and warm… trust me, you are seen. it’s just… it’s just harder for us freaks because it’s never the people we want that see us.”

you frowned and rested your head against his palm, “It just hurts me so much, it hurts because he will never see me the way I see him. and i’ll always see him that way.”

that- that really fucking hurt him, but he didn’t let you see that. he would never let you see that.

“I know how you feel, darling.” he pulled you back into a tight hug and let you cry.

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the next couple of days passed, and you spent your time wallowing away in self pity and cheep chocolate. but today Corroded Coffin had band practice, and you always went to band practice. you rocked up at Gareth��s house, finding him, Grant, and Jeff in the open garage. you hopped out of your car and walked inside.

“Jovi!” Gareth was the first to notice you and he flung his arms around you, drumsticks hitting your back.

“Hey Gar bear.” you scruffed his hair.

he blushed at the nickname, something he did every time you called him that, or any other nickname, or even when you said Gareth whilst smiling. you never noticed.

“Boys.” you smiled and greated them both, “Where’s Ed?”

“Dunno.” Gareth shrugged, “He said he was gonna get here an hour ago.”

“Probably got caught up on a deal man.” Grant suggested.

but you knew he was probably with Chrissy. you sat around talking with the guys for over an hour, Eddie was still a no show.

“Alright, i guess we’re not practicing today then.” Jeff huffed.

“We got that extra gig coming up, what the fuck is he doing?” Grant asked.

“Cant you just practice without him?” you suggested.

“yeah, but Eddie’s lead guitar and vocals, it’s not really the same.”

“I’ll fill in for him.” you suggested, “is his old guitar in your back room still?”

“Uh, yeah.” Gareth nodded and you hopped up.

you walked though his house, saying a quick hello to his mum before going to the back room and fetching the beaten up guitar. you were walking out when you noticed a mag splayed out on the couch. you picked it up to find it bent open to a page of a girl, sexy pink lingerie on, her head not in the shot, just her body, and there was a fucking cum stain on it. you dropped the magazine back on the couch in haste before heading back to the garage.

“Gareth…” you called, looking around for him, finding him perched behind his kit, “you really gotta keep your porn hidden better.”

his face blushed the brightest shade of red, “Wh- what?“

“imagine if your mum walked in there and picked up that magaizine. she would have had a fucking heart attack. it’s bad enough finding your sons wank material, even worse to find his cum dried on it.”

“oh my god.” he stood up, tripping over his kit a little as he did, the other two laughed in his face.

“Don’t be embarrassed, everyone wanks.” you shook your head, “i got a detailed tour of Eddie’s collection, you know, including his favorite sock to cum into, so your thing is the least of my worries.”

he was still extremely, extremely embarrassed. he was embarrassed because the girl looked exactly like you, the underwear even similar to a set you had, that he only knew you had because he walked in on you changing a couple weeks ago. it was sort of cute, he blushed bright red and tried ro run straight out the door, but crashed into the wall as he did. he was yelling apologies after apology though the closed door, and you just told him you couldn’t care less. because you didn’t, he was your best friend, he knew what colour your vibrator was for christs sake.

you turned on the amp, plugging in the guitar, “okay, so i know some of your shit, not a lot, Eddie taught me a handful, so don’t hate me if i fuck it up.”

“promise.” Jeff smiled, just grateful to get some practice in before the gig.

and then you had all started to play, and Gareth had never fucked up so much. he was playing terribly, but only because he couldn’t take his eyes off you, you looked so effortlessly cool and beautiful. he couldn’t concentrate if his life depended on it. you apologised, thinking your off key and sloppily playing was fucking him up, and he just shouted,

“No!” he shook his head, calming down a little, “No no, i’m just off my game today. it’s not you, i promise. your actually helping.”

no you weren’t. you were tearing him apart.

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it has been three weeks, and the four of you had barely seen Eddie. the only time was at school, and he skipped most classes and only showed up to a couple lunches. he often snuck off to have some alone time with Chrissy. it pissed you off. so you sat in his spot every lunch, feeling a little pride, you often imitated him, amusing the rest of Hellfire. you knew if he ever caught you he would get very, very mad. but maybe he deserved it, he was basically replacing you after all. you spent a lot of your free time with the guys, more specifically Gareth. you were already best friends, but you felt like Eddie’s absence was only bringing you closer. you didn’t mind that part at all, he was great. always sweet, funny, made you smile, knew exactly how to cheer you up when you were down.

“No…” you shook your head, your feet up over the back of his couch and your head hanging off the edge, “that’s not right.”

“Yes it is.” Gareth pressed, he sat on the floor, his head right beside yours and due to your angle you could see up his nose, he handed you the joint you were smoking together, “we have never smoked alone before, it’s always with Eddie.”

“Nah uh!” you insisted, taking a long inhale, “course we smoked alone, your my best friend and we’re both pot heads.”

“Name one time where it was just us, then.” he grinned.

you thought for a moment, a very long moment… “oh fuck. maybe we haven’t.”

“told you, Jovi.” he smiled.

“huh,” you sighed, “well, we should do it more. it’s nice.”

“yeah.” he blushed and you blamed it on the weed.

“i’m missing Eddie less.” you bit your lip and he looked at you desperately, “well, i still miss him a lot, but the asshole has barely said three words to me in weeks.”

“yeah.” Gareth pressed his head further back into the couch, taking the joint from you.

“Yeah.” you nodded, “i mean, he’s been so pent up with that strawberry blonde priss, he’s completely forgotten about me Gar Bear. completely.”

Gareth sighed.

“I mean, he calls her princess now, for christ sakes.”

“Really?” Gareth quirked an eyebrow, “but that was his name for you.”

“i know.” you rolled your eyes, “why it sucks so much more. i’m full on being replaced with a prettier, preppier, more flexible version that he actually wouldn’t mind kissing.”

“your prettier.” he said, not really thinking, and your stomach flipped.

you had no idea why it flipped. but it did.

“i’m not, look at her.”

“i did look at her, when Eddie repetitively told me too.” he sucked down his pride and forced out his confidence, “your definitely prettier.”

you smiled softly, which made him grin.

“Thank you, Gareth.”

And he was blushing, “Course, Jovi.” he smiled, “plus, who wants a prep? imagine all the basketball games he’s gonna have to sit though for her.”

“oh that’s gonna suck.” you laughed, taking the spliff.

“It would suck so much.” he continued, “He’s gonna grow sick of it after two games, guaranteed.”

you laughed.

“what time do your parents want you home?”

“ah, i don’t know.” you shrugged, “they were going out tonight so they wouldn’t actually care.”

“cool.” he nodded slowly.

“why, you tryina get rid of me?” you poked him on the nose and that nearly fucking killed him.

“Never.” he answered a little too quickly.

“mind if i just stay the night? i can’t be bothered walking.”

he raised his eyebrows, it’s not like you never stayed the night before… just Eddie or the other guys were usually there as well. someone else was always there.

“yeah, sure. of course.”

“cool.” you nodded.

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you couldn’t help yourself, you were a snoop. everyone knew that. so the minuet Gareth went to go get you some clothes to change into, you dove back into his little porn stash he kept in the back room. you flipped though the magazines, looking at the dog eared pages, and inspected the dirty movies closely. a pattern? yes. all the girls had the same body shape, the same -or similar- hair colours, a lot of them had soft pink lingerie on. you furrowed your eyebrows. Gareth walked back in to find all his porn spread over your lap. he wanted to die.

“Jovi, I can-“

“who the hell do you have a crush on?” you asked.

“what?”

you held up one of the dog eared pages and one of the videos, “they look the same. all the girls look the same, your into someone and your buying porn that looks like them. spill.”

“no.” he shook his head.

“oh, come on! you know who im into.”

“and it took you like, four and a half years to tell me.”

you squinted your eyes, “im gonna figure it out.”

“no you won’t.” he teased.

he was actually surprised you hadn’t already. could you not fucking tell it looked exactly like you? like your underwear? he thanked the gods you were so clueless.

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“Come on, Jovi.” Gareth poked your arm, you were half asleep on the couch, “time for bed.”

“okay.” you nodded, not moving.

“come on, darling.” he was so soft with his words, “come inside.”

“but i always sleep on the couch.” you groaned.

“yeah,” he smiled, “because it’s usually pulled out to be a bed.”

“pull it out then.”

“it takes too long.”

“im okay here. you go inside.” you said, eyes shut.

“im not letting you sleep out here alone, Jovi.” he shook his head, “it’s not safe.”

you groaned.

“come on, it’s nice and warm inside, much more comfy.”

“okay.” you mumbled, still not moving.

Gareth’s softness made your stomach flutter a little, but you were too tired to notice.

“alright.” he stood up, grabbing your underarms and lifting you to sit upright on the couch, “you can keep your eyes closed but you need to use your legs a bit.”

you nodded, and he grabbed you again, wrapping his arm around you and he was pulling you up. he walked, your body weight completely slumped on him as you stumbled together out of the back room and into the main house. he guided you into his bedroom where he tucked you safely into his bed.

“thanks mummy.” you mumbled, half asleep as he brushed some hair out of your closed eyes.

he laughed a little, “goodnight, Jovi.”

he turned to leave his room, he was going to take the couch.

“where are you going?” you mumbled, forcing your eyes open, “your bed is this way silly.”

“your in my bed, Jovi.”

“So what?” you shrugged, “i shared a bed with Eddie all the time, at least i’m not secretly in love with you too.”

yeah, but he was with you.

“it’s okay, i’ll take the-“

“you said it’s comfy in here.” you mumbled, “really don’t mind, Gar Bear, i’m too old to think you got cooties.”

he laughed and hesitated a moment before climbing in bed next to you. his heart raced, very, very fast. he was surprised you couldn’t hear it beating. you closed your eyes again and mindlessly shuffled closer to him, laying an arm over his chest and pressing your face into his shoulder as you properly fell asleep. He didn’t move the whole night.

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