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fairlyang · 4 months

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Loser 🏹

w/c: 2.4K

pairing: loser!katebishop x f!reader

tags: 18+ smut. kate growing feels towards you, gay panic, slight jealousy, pervy, kate masturbates, you hear her

Loser!katie who happened to be your college roommate because you didn't have any friends at your uni to dorm with. You found out that she usually kept to herself, but when you would strike up some kind of conversation she was a bit awkward.

Soon though with newfound confidence she'd grow some balls and start talking to you!

Eventually getting closer and able to have conversations without there being awkward silences.

And then came the stage where she literally wouldn't stop talking. Ever. She finally grew closer to you and felt comfortable sharing stories, her hobbies, and would buy you food.

Loser!katie who would blab on about her favorite superhero but left out the parts where she works with him and only makes it seem like a role model type of fascination or a fangirl for some actor type of thing.

She also loved telling you about her archery and fencing, but she'd go on longer little rants when you specifically would ask her about them given she filled up your shared room with a handful of medals and trophies.

You'd listen intently which soon made her grow flustered for some reason but you didn't notice. You'd been friends for a good three months since having decent convos back in mid September but it became more in Kate's mind.

Loser!katie who had grown to have a fascination with you. Just like she had opened up, you had as well and she swore she could hear your sweet soft voice for the rest of her life if she could.

She already knew she liked girls but never did she think she'd end up in a predicament like this. Having to live with a girl who you now have a crush on.

She'd stare at all your features while you ranted to her about your day or classes. She admired the way your eyes would sparkle or the way your lips would curl into a wide smile when you were happy.

Every time you'd smile at her, she'd feel her face turn red. Her brain would act as if those pretty smiles are just for her but in reality maybe you were just really happy that day.

Loser!katie who happens to be quite a clumsy girl which was shocking because of the sports she does, definitely wouldn't wanna trip while carrying a bow and arrows.

She once accidentally tripped over a pair of her converse she left out on the floor but to her luck and also disgrace, you had caught her.

Her heart was racing so fast and it felt as if the world was moving in slow motion.

"You gotta be more careful Katie!" You exclaimed and carefully brought her body up to which Kate just gulped and gave you a small nod.

Loser!katie who soon noticed you were starting to go out with guys and would mentally (and almost physically) slap herself for thinking you'd like girls.

That was until she saw you making out with a girl at a frat party you had invited her to.

She instantly grew jealous and annoyed. Jealous because she had grown to like you a lot, more than a friend and annoyed because she didn't even know you liked girls.

Who would've known she had a chance this whole time?

So she got to drinking to distract herself. To keep her mind occupied from the jealousy that was filling her every thought.

Had she known you also like girls maybe she would've asked you out. But that was a huge maybe given Kate would practically be blushing and try to not hold eye contact with you at every conversation nowadays.

Loser!katie who left the party early after taking a handful of shots and nearly fell while unlocking your dorm room.

She went to her bed and climbed on top of it before scrolling through instagram to distract herself even further.

Well that didn't work out for her given you had posted something and curiosity killed the cat, she's nosy so of course she opened it.

She was first met with a fit check, you were wearing a tight maroon bodycon dress and she always tried to calm her horny thoughts from appearing but the tequila from tonight did not help her.

Her eyes immediately went to your cleavage. Your tits were sat perfectly, and that bra was doing them justice.

Loser!katie who couldn't help the arousal that was building just by staring at one picture. She laid back into her bed and spread her legs, hands slowly making their way down as her eyes did on your body.

The dress hugged your curves to perfection and as she was holding the screen to that picture she realized you had posted more. After that was a boomerang of you in the bathroom mirror with your tits pressed together.

Talk about impeccable timing.

She bit her lip and quickly took off her pants and threw them on the floor. She then slipped her hand under her boxers and instantly was met with her slick engulfing her fingers.

Loser!katie who let out whimpers as she lightly rubbed her clit into slow circles, imagining its your fingers over hers.

Her hips bucked up and she's never felt so needy and desperate in her life.

Has she reached a new low in this crush?

Was this too much?

Loser!katie who felt like such a perv touching herself to what you've posted just a few hours ago.

She felt very pervy but that wasn't enough to stop her fingers from going faster.

And it definitely wasn't stopping her from letting your name slip out along with moans.

And it didn't stop her from lifting her left thumb up to see what else you've posted. The next was a video of you posing with some friends.

She skipped that.

The next was a picture with some guys.

Skipped immediately.

But the next made her gasp and then whimper.

It was one big picture of you both at the party that Kate somehow forgot you wanted to take. But also had three other smaller pictures surrounding the bigger one.

The bigger one happened to be one where Kate's arm was wrapped around your waist and your hand was gently on her stomach.

Loser!katie who couldn't help but grin that you included her or better yet post multiple pictures together.

It made her heart beat and she just felt so happy.

Just like how happy you were when you saw she had a shirt that was the exact color as your dress.

You didn't even have to convince her to wear it.

She put it on in a heartbeat.

Loser!katie who was now teasing her entrance as she skipped to the next video to see it was you grinding against the girl she saw you kissing.

She groaned, putting her phone to the side, and closed her eyes, leaning her head against the pillow as more jealousy filled her body.

How badly she regretted not asking you to dance at least.

How badly she wishes that was her in that girl's position.

She'd hold you well and maybe even have touched you, sliding her hand down your back as you grind against her crotch.

Kate slips her fingers inside and keeps her eyes closed. She so desperately wanted to cum thinking of you.

Thinking of you grinding against her while her hands were up and down your body.

You'd look so pretty in front of her, throwing your ass back into her.

How bad she'd want to smack it and then fight the urge to drop down to her knees to eat you out.

She was practically salivating and her mouth was running dry.

She started to fuck herself faster thinking of being between your thighs.

Those thick thighs she always seemed to admire.

The ones she so desperately wanted to be in-between.

Loser!katie who was now fucking herself harder that the only sound besides pure silence in the room were her moans and her sopping cunt.

She tried her hardest to keep her voice down but with her imaginative mind, it somehow believed that you were truly the one that was fingering her.

The poor needy moans she was letting out were only growing louder as her mind played games with her.

She was thinking of you between her thighs fingering her and sucking on her clit while she looked down and held eye contact.

It felt so real.

She brought her left hand down and slipped it under her boxers before quickly rubbing her clit because she could tell she was close.

She wanted to cum for you.

"Please- please please-" she whimpered and added a third finger making her whine as well as squirm.

But she took it all and continued her previous pace.

She was imagining you calling her a good girl while pulling away from her clit. Murmuring sweet praises for her while you fucked her like she deserved.

The whimpers slipped out of her mouth creating a sweet melody that surely you would've enjoyed.

And surprisingly were.

Pervy!reader who was on the other side of the door listening.

It was hard not to.

You'd only heard the desperate pleads of "please" and couldn't help but lean your ear against the door because it would be a missed opportunity to do so.

Having a fine roommate? Sure.

Befriending that fine roommate? Love it.

So now it was simply catching your fine ass friend masturbating and you couldn't deny how good she sounded.

Her moans were angelic and you pressed your thighs together while listening.

Meanwhile loser!katie was so close to the edge, feeling her orgasm coming in when she decides to moan your name again.

She lets out a cry before her whole body started to shake and finally she let it take over, hitting her like a tidal wave and a poor needy mess.

She whimpers out your name and lays further into her pillow, slowing down her pace and moving her fingers off her clit.

Her chest was heaving and her thighs were still shaking. She let the horny thoughts take over once and she ends up with a full body shaking orgasm.

She tried to calm down and slowly opened her eyes then softly slipped her fingers out. She whimpered and took both hands out of her boxers before taking her dress shirt off.

She sat up and grabbed a tee shirt she had left on her little coffee table before slipping it on because she didn't wear a bra.

She then got up and quickly went to the bathroom, washing her hands then went back to her bed.

She went under her blanket and laid her head down before shifting and laying down on her side and throwing her left arm over her body pillow, pulling it close.

She went to sleep soon after that and once you couldn't hear any noise you sneakily went in.

Your face was warm and you were left speechless that she was moaning out your name.

Was she thinking of you?

Is that why she left early?

You walked into the room and walked towards her bed, practically tiptoeing because you didn't want to accidentally wake her up.

You pulled her blanket over and covered her so she wouldn't get cold. You then quickly changed and wondered if your friendship would soon change because of tonight's events.

#Kate bishop #lesbian #bisexual #sapphic #wlw #kate bishop x female reader #kate bishop x y/n #kate bishop x reader #kate bishop smut

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bridgertonbabe · 2 months

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Bridgerton Spouses Support Group Chat #?

BSSG Group Chat

Kate: Guys can I ask you all a question?

Michael: Shoot.

Kate: Did you all go paintballing without me last week?

Message seen by everyone ✔✔

Kate: Ok it's been 24 hours since my last message and I know for a fact you've ALL seen it so what fucking gives?

Gareth: look if i send a cute video of george and you guys all flood the chat with comments and stuff then hopefully we can drown her out and lowkey gaslight her into forgetting all about it

Kate: What?!

Gareth: oh fu

Gareth sent a video

Michael: Awwwwwwwwww bless he's so adorable

Lucy: he has the cutest laugh!!! 🥰

Sophie: I can't believe he's getting so big already! 💗💗

Phillip: Cute x

Penelope: omg I love the onesie do you know where it's from?

Simon: See I told you he'd love the crawling crab.

Gareth: @ Penelope i'll ask hy

Gareth: @ Simon he can't get enough of it, it's his favourite thing atm

Kate: @ Penelope Well I got it from Bambino

Kate: And I fucking saw the message you obviously sent to the wrong GC @ Gareth , so you can all quit trying to GASLIGHT me!

Kate: Now I'll ask you again; did you or did you not all go paintballing without me?!

Simon: Ok fine we did.

Kate: AHA! I KNEW IT!

Penelope: How did you find out?

Kate: Greg asked me if I enjoyed the spouses paintballing afternoon when he came to pick Katie up yesterday.

Gareth: omfg wtf @ Lucy

Michael: Yeah rare L from you Lulu

Lucy: guys I'm sorry I forgot to take the wristband off before I got home and he instantly recognised where it was from so I had to fess up

Gareth: dammit you've jeopardised our entire set up

Lucy: no no no it's fine I swear! I know some of you guys don't have any trust in your partners but greg can keep a secret and respect our spouse group privacy! it won't get back to any of the other bridgertons, you've got to believe me!

Phillip: He literally blabbed to Kate.

Lucy: yes but only because I didn't tell him that she wasn't invited!

Kate: And why was I not invited?!

Sophie: Because you would have ruined it! You would have turned a fun afternoon into anything but just like you do with every other game and activity we've played before! You're just as bad as the Bridgertons when it comes to anything vaguely competitive and the rest of us just wanted some lighthearted fun without everything descending into chaos and the world burning around us, ok? And that is why we didn't invite you!

Phillip: Yep

Simon: Very that.

Kate: Wow.

Michael: Look Kate you've got to understand it's not you. It's just the psychopathic competitive Mr Hyde in you that scares the bajeebus out of us.

Penelope: yeah it really isn't personal

Gareth: except it is

Kate: For god's sake I'm not that bad! Sure I have my moments but that doesn't mean I should be excluded from your group activities! I can control myself! I've never done anything to cross the line enough to be compared to Mr Hyde for crying out loud!

Sophie: You accused me of faking going into labour with Alex and refused to call me an ambulance when we played Cluedo.

Simon: You keyed my car after Daph pissed you off in Monopoly.

Michael: And you threw Newton's poo on mine when I won charades.

Phillip: You've always mocked me for having panic attacks during game nights.

Penelope: You pushed Colin down the stairs.

Lucy:

Kate: Oh boo fricking hoo! I'm so sorry you're all a bunch of whiny oversensitive little babies who can't take the slightest bit of heat from some perfectly healthy competition!

Gareth:

Lucy: is the perfectly healthy competition in the room with us?

Phillip: I dread to think what you consider to be unhealthy competition.

Kate: Oh go have one of your little anxiety attacks about it then you weakling

Michael has removed Kate from the chat

Sophie: I would say I'm surprised she can stoop to a new low but I'm really not.

Lucy: and this is why I also don't regret not inviting her to laser tag or the escape room

#group chat au #bridgerton spouses

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thealtoduck · 2 years

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Becoming Black Canary’s sidekick…

Black Canary x Male Reader (platonic)

Warnings: superhero violence, threats…

N/n = Nickname

Summary: Black Canary pulls a ”Batman”…

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Dinah was out patrolling Gotham, there nothing to out of the ordinary so far, a few muggers and a bit of attempted gun violence and one or two robberies, just regular old Gotham.

But then while on a rooftop she came across something she wasn’t expecting, down in an alley she saw a gang of thugs making some kind of deal with… a teenager. The teen presented the thugs with a brand new motorbike. ”No scratches, just how you wanted it” the kid said.

”Nice work, N/n” one of the criminals said handed the younger a roll of cash. The kid checked how much cash he got and then asked ”How much are you reselling it for?”. ”10% more than the original price, why interested in buying” the same criminal who had gave him the money answered.

”No, just curious, see you guys later if you need anything else” the boy said turning around to leave only getting uninterested ”yeah”s in return. Dinah knew she should focus on the criminals but was more interested with questioning the teenage boy how he ended up part of their opperation.

She followed the boy as he sneaked in to another alley. ”Hey kid” Dinah said getting his attention. ”Aren’t you a bit young to be playing around with the big boys?” she asked sarcastically but the boy looked unfazed by being met with a superhero.

”Aren’t you a bit old to be playing dress up” he questioned using the same amount of sarcasm. ”Very funny” Dinah answered more seriously this time.

”Why are getting involved with people like them” she asked. ”Don’t have many other options” the kid said and jumped and started climbing the ladder to a fire escape, Dinah followed and noticed the boy was not trying to escape from her.

He waited for her to get up ladder and on to the fire esape, he then walked up it’s stairs and Dinah continued to follow wordlessly. The boy then climbed in through a window, Dinah climbed inside after him on the other side was a room with torn wallpaper, a single matress for a bed some book and a few pairs of clothes laying around.

There were also some more unexpected things for a teenage boy to have laying around in his room, a crowbar, a toolbox, car and motorbike manuals, a Katy Perry cd and a package of cigarettes.

”You live here alone” Dinah found herself saying not knowing if it was a question or a statement. ”Yeah, the whole building was abandoned after the goverment declared it unsafe” you informed her while you were putting the cash inside a backpack hidden under a floorboard.

”So…?” you then asked. ”So, what?” Dinah asked. ”Are you gonna arrest me? Cause if you are can i at least have one last smoke” you questioned. ”No and no” she answered simply. ”Why not?” you asked curiously. ”Because if i do i might send you further down the wrong path” she answered in a wise manner.

”Then what are you gonna do with me?” you wondered still curious. ”I haven’t decided” she stated thoughtfully. ”For now i just wanna know who your friends were” she continued. ”I don’t know, wouldn’t be very smart of me to blab on my only source of income” you said sneakily.

”How much do you want?” Dinah asked and you shrugged ”Nothing, i hate them just as much as anyone else, but if i tell on them it will just put a target on my back and once they get out of prison, they’ll do whatever they want with me and then leave be bleeding to death in an alley” you explained.

”Well… you’re a clever kid, i’ll give you that but what if i give you the thing you need then” Dinah suggested. ”And that would be?” you asked. ”Protection” she answered.

”Yeah, cause you’ll have all the time in the world to keep tabs on me, while going around and fighting crime” you said sarcastically. ”I promise” she said seriously and you realised she was fully serious.

”They call themselves the Street Demonz” you started explaining…

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You and Black Canary spied on the Street Demonz from a rooftop while they were counting their score from their latest sales on the black market. Black Canary turned to you and said ”Stay here, no matter what and if things go south use this” she commanded and gave you a small remote with a single button with a green colored arrow-tip logo on it.

Then she jumped down in to the alley and said ”Hi boys, got a minute”. ”It’s Black Canary” one of them yelled and they started attacking her. You had a front row seat of watching Black Canary kick ass and it was magical.

She made easy work of thugs almost as if playing with them before she took them down, meanwhile they were trying their hardest to get one single punch in on her.

When they were all defeated she looked around ”Easy enough” she said and went to leave and go back to you. But one of the bigger and stronger gang members got back up and Black Canary hadn’t noticed.

”Look out!” you yelled to her but it was to late the man grabbed her around the neck with one arm and the other over her head putting her in a head lock. ”I’m not gonna kill you yet” he said to her in a deep voice and then continued ”I’m gonna wait till my guys wake up and then we’ll have some fun with you and little N/n and we’ll make you regret turning him against us”.

The man then looked towards the rooftop where he had heard your voice from and said ”Where’d the little shit go?” he asked and just as he did you hit him over the head with your crowbar you had brought in case of immdiate emergency.

The man fell to the groun again and you said quietly ”Asshole”. ”Didn’t i tell you ”stay on the rooftop, no matter what” Black Canary scolded. ”You didn’t specify on the rooftop for all i know you could have meant the general area, the city, the country, whatever” you explained sneakily.

She released a small snicker and said ”Good job, kid, let’s get out of here so i can get the cops, i’ll drop you off at your apartment”. You nodded and followed the superhero out of the alley.

Your apartment wasn’t far from where the alley where you had fought the street demonz, so she dropped you off and said ”Pack your bag and get a good nights sleep, tommorow you’ll need to find a new place now that you’re compromised” you nodded and did as she told.

The next day…

When you woke up Black Canary was sitting on the windowsill and asked ”Ready?”. You nodded and took your backpack where you had packed your cash and your Katy Perry cd.

Black Canary had a motorbike waiting outside she climbed on to it. ”So… where are you taking me?” you asked. ”Well i have two suggestion, either i take you wherever in the U.S you want to go and help you find a place to live or you come and live with me and if you want i’ll train you to become my sidekick” she told you while holding out a motorcycle helmet to you.

You took the helmet and put it on and said cooly ”Let’s go fuck up people’s shit” making Canary smile and hold out her hand ”I’m Dinah Drake” she introduced herself which made you realise you two hadn’t had a formal introduction yet so you took her hand and shook it.

”I’m Y/n L/n”

A couple of days later…

Oliver Queen knocked on the door of Dinah Drake, she had been quiet for few days and Oliver had grown slightly worried.

He heard footsteps coming towards the door and then it opened revealing a teenage boy with y/c/s skin and y/c/h hair. Oliver found himself on impulse asking ”Who the fuck are you?!”.

You in return asked ”Who the fuck are YOU?!”. ”I asked you first!” the grown man stated. ”I asked you second!” you responded sassily.

#dinah drake x male reader #dinah lance x male reader #dinah drake x male!reader #black canary x male reader #black canary x male!reader #dc comics x male reader #dc x male reader #young justice x male reader #justice league x male reader #x male!reader #male reader #x male reader #x male reader fluff #x male reader headcanons

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mybrainismelted · 8 months

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A.U.gust 2023, Day 29 - Office

Mickey seriously hates his office mate. Dude is always fucking cheerful, playing stupid pop songs and dancing in his chair, and thinks they need to "bond" or some shit. Constantly asking him questions, inviting him to go for coffee or lunch. Guy just can't take a hint.

Sure he's hot as hell, and obviously knows it. And maybe Mickey has spent a few lonely evenings fantasizing about the day he spilled coffee on his shirt and stripped it off right there in the office to change into a spare. But fuck, he's annoying.

Take today - Mickey had a major deadline coming up, and a shitload of work to finish. But would Gallagher notice or care that he wants some fucking quiet to concentrate? Noooo. He literally BOUNCED into the office, blabbing something about how he spent his evening that Mickey was completely not paying attention to. Dropped himself down in the extra chair across from Mickey's desk and proceeded to ask him a million fucking questions about his night, his plans for the weekend… totally not dismayed or turned off by Mickey's one-word grunted replies.

After he finally went to sit as his own desk, he sat there and muttered to himself for like 20 minutes straight. UGH. Asked Mickey if he wanted to go for coffee. Talked about some company function coming up that Mickey couldn't care less about. Actually fucking FOLLOWED him to the break room when he finally tried to escape by going to get his lunch. Mickey noticed some of their co-workers smiling at the two of them, or giving them knowing looks - what the hell is that all about?

Then…. apparently the annoying redhead forgot his headphones, so he was blasting some crappy Katy Perry or some shit out loud in the office. FUCK! How is he supposed to concentrate when Gallagher is bopping around the office like that looking like pure sex on a stick?

Now Mickey is sitting in his livingroom, giving up his evening to try to finish his work, and he still can't get that annoying fucker out of his head. He drops his laptop on the sofa beside him, and grabs his phone to text the only friend he has at work.

Mickey: Do you think the boss would let me switch offices with someone? I need to get out of there.

Jess: WTF? Did you and Ian break up?

Mickey: Fuck are you talking about? I can't stand that fucker.

Jess: Wait, really? Just the way he always talks about you, and the way you guys look at each other, everyone thinks you're dating.

Mickey:…

Picks up the phone and dials. "What the absolute fuck Jess? What the hell would make anyone think we're dating??"

"Ok, chill out. It's just that he talks all the time about how funny you are, how smart… and then like you guys are always checking each other out, staring at each other. You seriously don't like him at all?" Jess sounds absolutely dumbfounded.

"Not gonna deny that the guy's hot Jess, we've both got eyes. But he's annoying as hell! Always trying to talk to me and shit." huffs Mickey. "Always distracting me so I can't get my work done, telling me stupid jokes, guy has absolutely no chill. How is anyone supposed to work with his sexy ass sitting there making puppy dog eyes at you? And now I can't even get my work done at home because I'm thinking about him!"

"Mick? Are you sure you don't have a little crushy crush?" giggled Jess "You sure sound like someone with a crush on his hot office mate"

"What the… fucking…. fuck." muttered Mickey "Fuck, Jess, I think I might have a crush on Gallagher. Fuck. Now what?"

"Mickey, babe - you have a couple of options here. You go into the office tomorrow, asked for an office switch, and try to avoid him forever. Or you go into the office tomorrow, put on your big boy pants, and ask him out. Your choice hun, but damn, if he wasn't 100% gay, I would be climbing that man like a tree" Jess says with an obvious smirk in her voice. "Now go get some work done and stop thinking about being bent over your desk" she giggles again and disconnects the call.

Fuck…. Mickey drops his head into his hands as he tries to come to terms with the fact that he apparently has a huge gay crush on Ian fucking Gallagher.

After tossing and turning all night, Mickey drags his exhausted ass into the office the next morning, happy to see he beat Gallagher in so he might be able to get a few minutes of work done. He walks past Jess on his way to the break room to get some much needed coffee, and rolls his eyes as she makes kissy faces at him. "fuck off" he mutters so only she can hear, and stomps away.

He's settled back into his desk, staring blankly at the screen, when Gallagher finally bounces in with a cheerful "Good morning Mickey!"

"Gallagher." He acknowledges, feeling his shoulders tense. Then he sighs, braces himself, and says "Look, man… we need to talk. Can you sit down for a minute?"

Ian's face falls, and he quietly sits down, just watching Mickey, uncertainty written all over his face. "Sure Mick. Did I do something?"

Mickey just looks at him for a beat, then shakes his head, and finally manages to reply "Nah, man, you didn't do anything wrong. But did you know everyone in the office apparently thinks we are dating?"

"Shit." Ian seems as surprised as Mickey was. "I knew they were saying something, but didn't expect it to be that. I'm sorry. This is probably my fault. My family always tells me I talk to much, they used to call me 'play what cool Ian'. Shit. I'll sort this out."

"Ian - just stop for a minute." Mickey interrupts to stop the obvious spiral he can see happening in front of him. "I have a better idea. Instead of trying to get them to stop, why don't we just…. give it a try? Like, we could go out this weekend? Or not, you know, whatever you want to do is fine too.." realizing he is starting to ramble, Mickey stops and takes a breath, before looking up to see Ian's dumbfounded face.

"Yeah?" Ian breathes

"Yeah, man…. seems like you're kinda under my skin"

Ian sits completely frozen for what feels like an eternity, but is probably only about 30 seconds, before he jumps up, leans across Mickey's desk and pulls him in for what may be the hottest kiss of his life.

"Yeah, I think we should definitely do that." Ian mumbles against his lips. "But I'm not waiting until the weekend. We're going for dinner tonight, and then I'm gonna show you all the things I've been fantasizing about doing to you for months"

@gallavichthings

#a.u.gust 2023 #fanfic #gallavich

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stars-of-kyber · 1 year

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Uhm I want to know! 🙋🏼‍♀️ What does Kate blab to Mary when she’s “in her cups” haha

Let me tell you the reason everyone thinks Anthony and Kate have anticipated their wedding night.

Please imagine Mary trying to convince a completely foxed, overly affective Kate to just get into the bed after struggling with the lady's maid to get her out of the dress and into her sleeping clothes. Kate's giggling like a little girl, babbling about a bunch of stuff and then she swoons and says:

"Mama, I love Anthony so much." The teen girl finally tumbled down to the bed with a smile on her lips.

"I'm sure you do, dearest." Mary smiled lovingly at her eldest child, all grown up.

"I love him so so very much and he loves me too!"

"I'm sure he does, dearest." Mary sat next to her in the bed, pushing a lock of sweaty hair from Kate's forehead.

"He does. He told me so himself." Kate said, nudging into Mary's hand like a needy cat. "I'm going to marry Anthony, Mama." Mary gasped at her words, but Kate didn't seem to notice her mother's expression. "I'm going to marry him and we'll be together forever and we're going to have the most beautiful babies."

Mary had to hold back his laughter at the young girl's sweet excitement.

"Katie, did he...?" She tried to ask, but Kate was speaking before Mary could get her question out.

"And his kisses, Mama. Oh, he gives the most amazing kisses. They make my legs go weak and my body feels like it's on fire." Mary's cheeks go three shades darker but Kate, in her drunken state, does not seem to be one bit bothered by the scandalous things she's telling her mother, because she just continues speaking without a single trace of shame. "I just want to kiss him all the time. His lips feel so good. And his hands, mama..."

"Kate."

"The other day, he put his hand on my legs until he reached that place in the middle of my ..."

"Alright dearest, that's quite enough!" Mary's strangled shout startled Kate, who jumped in the bed, staring at her mother with wide eyes for a moment before she settled into Mary's side with a content sigh, her eyes closing. "I was so good, Mama. I'm so happy I could burst. It feels amazing."

Mary was really truly glad her daughter was so happy, she really was. But she was mortified about the things she'd just heard. No mother should have to hear that. She was going to have to have a very serious talk with Kate very soon. And she'd have to tell Violet about it so they could speak to Anthony. God, Mary was quite sure she would never be able to look at Anthony ever again.

And the next morning, Kate doesn't remember a word she said. And she really doesn't understand why, the entire following week, her mother can't seem to look her in the eye.

(Also, while you're at it, please imagine Mary sitting with Violet the following day as she takes a sip of her drink, lets out a deep sigh and says "Your son's been putting his hands under my daughter's skirts.")

#you belong with me #childhood besties au #my writing #my wips #my fanfic #bridgerton #anthony bridgerton #kate sharma #kathony #kanthony

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msfbgraves · 1 year

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(But there was one night when Terry was, for lack of a better word, simply mean. It was after a very bitter fight with Michael LaRusso.)

Oof. Bless Daniel’s tender heart, but Terry is giving me marital r*pe vibes here : / Yikes. Did Terry just come back home and snatch him away without warning?

Was Daniel frightened of him this night, did he cry, after in the shower? Was it…consensual, or dubious? Did Daniel want it, or did he resist?

I bet Terry and Michael despise each other! Was Daniel there when they fought, or did he only learn about this after?

When Terry apologized to Daniel the next day, what did the pups think was going on? Did Daniel forgive him immediately or…

Before I say anything else, this is not typical of them, this is one of the biggest crises they faced in their early years of marriage. But sometimes the toxic cocktail of power and danger the whole marriage was supposed to neutralise will rear its head.

And I think, part of Daniel likes things rough. Certainly not often, but the fact that Terry could crush him like a grape holds a certain appeal, as does the fact that he can fuck the madness out of him. So being 'taken' by a feral Alpha until he comes back to earth? Hot.

But this was Terry, angry at his brother Michael, apparently, taking it out on him and maybe the sex act wasn't even any different than anything they'd done dozens of times by now. It was the intent. And when Terry pulled him close this time it wasn't to hold him, but to trap him. But it does calm him, and Daniel by this point is not thinking of himself but of his puppies.

He cannot have this energy around his puppies.

So he nestles in close, whispers nonsense Terry may want to hear, because he needs to get back to them.

He needs to get back to them.

So he gets up, showers, lies down next to his babies and goes to sleep. Robby in his arms, Sammy, Eli and Yasmin draped bodily over him, like little human shields. Baby Gianni in a cot right next to Mama's head.

Terry knows what that means. He's done the same for his Mammy. After Katie, after Daddy's death.

He's crushed. The puppies may not understand what's going on, they can intuit it all too well. So he needs to show he's not a threat. Right here, in their sphere, he needs to get to his knees (that is huge for an Alpha, he can barely get himself to do it in church or even in private), needs to humble himself before their very eyes. He can barely sleep at the thought.

But he does it, and the pups are happy to see him, they love their Daddy, they need things to be well -

But Daniel is distant. He turns away, gets up, hugs his puppies good morning, shushes Sammy, goes for Gianni's baby things. His travel cot.

"Danny, no."

"I need to see my brother."

"Danny please."

'I'll ask Ma to come help you. Sammy, show Daddy where the sandwiches are? And you can heat up the extra pancakes. Fruit's in the fridge."

"Daniel."

"There's juice and milk, Yasmin likes her bubble water. Ragazzi, kitchen, now."

Terry grabs him. "Danny boy..."

Daniel's eyes are stone cold.

"My name is Daniele."

Terry never really finds out what exactly happened while Daniel was at the LaRussos. Lucille arrived by cab and let it take Daniel back to his father's. She pointedly informed Terry that they could take the pups anytime, for as long as necessary, 'just in case.' Louie blabbed years later that apparently, the Don had given Michael the dressing down of a lifetime. Don LaRusso pointedly informed Terry that night that Daniele had a slight fever and didn't want to risk infecting the puppies, he would understand. Any new business he and Michael were at odds about was off, period. You can't expand on shaky ground. On that note. He had booked passage to Sicily. Yes, near Corleone, where they'd had their honeymoon. It was unclear whether Daniele would be up for it, they'd have to see in a few days, but he'd expect a cheque regardless. Be ready to leave. Yes, it has to be this ship. Why, the captain of this ship was a family friend. Ah, yes. And Daniele needs his own car. Yes, in New York too. He likes Ferraris. And the Don will keep an extra set of keys in his house, just in case. And an extra set of keys to his own car, should something happen to this one. His son needs his own transportation. And he has access to his dowry money, of course. Of course, good man. They'll take the puppies for the time being. No it's no trouble. Why don't you come to lunch in three days to iron out the details. Louie will pick you up. No, it's no trouble, Terry, you heard me the first time. Bene. He doesn't know if his son will be there. Let's wait and see. Buona serata to you.

They end up having a great trip, actually, if Daniel misses his puppies. Terry takes him to Ireland next. They visit Amanda, and spend the last three days in Syracuse, from where they sail. The guest house has a great view, which is good, because they barely set a foot outside of it during Daniel's heat.

He returns home pregnant with Anthony.

The Don nods to himself at the news, then kisses his wife.

#mob au #knight and pawns #silverusso #omegaverse #dubcon tw

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lokisqueen69 · 5 months

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Oc x Viggo Grimborn

Warnings: N/A

Let me know what you guys think so far and feel free to ask questions! Please be nice tho 🥹

Also sorry if I have some spelling errors my brain is mush 99% of the time 😂

Johann and Katie set out early in the morning to get her book copied for him. “These recipes are for OUR EYES only…” leans to the merchant’s ear “…and if someone in the archipelago get any of these recipes copied, I will kill you. Loki will ensure it!” Loki growls at the merchant putting a fear not many know into him, and he trembles and nods “Of c-course miss no one will ever see this!” Katie smiles “Good then Johann will return in eight days to collect the book and I will be on my way! Here is your payment.” He hands him the sack of gold and gets on Loki. Taking off and heading the Johann’s ship in the far distance. “Got a head start I see!” She says from atop Loki flying next to the ship “it’s about a day sail from here figured it be better to get a head start.” Katie sighs and dramatically flops on Loki’s back “Can I just meet you there!”

“No, my lady, as I fear what they might do to you if not in the presence of yours truly!” Johann replied pleased with himself.

“Can’t we just fly you there?” Katie suggested but she already knew the answer.

“My lady, I would rather travel back to the horrid swamp of the de- “

“Yep! Yea, I have my answer Johann.” She says before he could blab on more. She sighs once more knowing it’s going to be a long ride there.

“Ugh finally I can SEE land!” She says astatic.

“Katie. Land Loki on the boat. NOW!” Johann said with urgency. She knew he meant business when he spoke like this. She lands Loki on the boat and jumps off his back. He turns to face her momentarily, “Katie, I need you on best behavior. These are business partners and on my word as your friend and the only person I consider family…no harm will come to you OR Loki. I don’t understand it, but I know he means something to you, but it might be better if he leaves upon meeting them.” He takes a deep breath and prepares himself for business. As the boat is dock on the shore, she could already feel the eyes of hunters on her and Loki. Loki become uneasy and growls and snipes at a hunter.

“Hey! Control your dragon!” The hunter snears “Or we will. He will make a niiiice and stunning new helmet.” Katie growls and turns to him beyond pissed.

“Oooooo you want run that by me again!” She walks up to the hunter and sizes him up. Finding that she is not too much shorter than him. She starts to build her tactic of taking him down when a hand is on her shoulder. She’s doesn’t think too much about it til it’s on her presssure point and the fingers dig in. She whimpers in moves her shoulder away from the hand turning around.

“Who the hell do you think- “she stops when she sees Johann being stopped by two hunters and a man in front of her. This man was tall and had lots of dragon scale armor on.

“I suggest you control yourself and show some respect to my brother’s presence.” She feels her face go white and she sees the look of fear on Johann’s face. She sees the other man approaching as she kneels showing some respect,

“I’m so sorry sir…my behavior was out of line.” She says knowi n she’s not getting this job now and she feels bad for making Johann look bad too.

“Nonsense.” He says as helps her up look at her with a smirk “My men should have never talked to my business partners or guest like that.” She sighs feeling a little better “But I must admit…some so passionate about her dragon might not be a good fit.”

“I can assure you that MY dragon won’t be a problem. I have the ability to kill what is deemed necessary. I would ask Johann to vouch but I fear I have not made a good impression to begin with.” She says defeated as she knows all this work is for nothing.

“Mmmmm true but looks- “the man lifts Katie’s chin up. Eyes meeting his. “-can be deceiving.” She’s breathless as she immediately starts to blush and swoon upon seeing him.

“How ever I would like to move this along in a more formal environment. I will let you two get settled and meet you in the designated tent in one hour. Johann knows the way can’t wait to see you then my dearest?” The man says help you to your feet.

“Katie.” She replies nervously.

“No last name?” The man asked curiously.

“It a ummm…long story.” She says sadly.”

“Ah yes. I believe I have overstepped by bounds. See you i our my dear and don’t hesitate to ask for anything from me or my guards.” The man says leaving with his brother. The guards around Johann leave as he runs over to hugs you.

“Oh, my gods! You are in so much trouble!” He says dragging you your shared tent. He pours a quick cup of tea for your two.

“I know your probably pretty shaken up my hun. Why I remember my first time when the dastardly man first truly showed his colors- “

“Johann holy shit I’m fine! And surely that’s not his TRUE colors he hardly showed and anger at all. Impressive.” She says rembering his hand on her. She feels her face heat up as she takes a sip of the tea. She clears her mind and asked Johann.

“What should I expect from him and his brother especially in the working environment. I don’t see many women here.”

“They will treat you right. They have been in business a long time now, so they know how to ensure safety and well-being of everyone. They will make you work they won’t take it easy on your for being a woman. If they see you breaking a rule or betraying them, they will KILL, you. Please my dearest friend doesn’t die…I could never forgive myself.” Johann added the last part quietly. Face sinking at the thought. Katie smiles gently and rests a hand on his.

“I won’t I promise. I will be on my best behavior this time I promise.” She says slightly embarrassed at the earlier events. Johann smiles putting his tea down to hug her.

“Now that we have this out of the way. Are you ready?”

“Yes. Just let me brush my hair.” Katie says fixing her hair to look nicer. They walk to Viggo’s tent and nods at one of the guards at the entrance.

“Sir, they have an arrived.” The guard states as he pokes his head in.

“Bring them in.” You hear his silky voice says and I shiver runs up your spine. Johann give you a side eye as you both walk in.

“Viggo, it’s so nice to see my best business partner seem to have been going splendidly.” Johann puts on his businessman face and act. You stand at attention ready to impress Viggo and his brother…this time.

“Yes. Business has been quite nice very few disruptions as of late and your maps have proven quite useful. And I am hoping this lovely young woman is also here to help business.” Viggo says gesturing to you to sit.

“Yes sir, I am willing to be put to work no matter the task.” You say confidently. The other man scuffs as you feel the rage build. Trying to calm your mind you breath out.

“Brother show some respect. Thank you keeping your rage under control…this time.” He winks at you as pours some water for you and Johann. Johann didn’t like him winking but ignores it as he reaches for his water. You look at the water then at Johann.

“It’s fine. I promise.” Johann calms your nerves as you take a sip.

“I compliment your caution but as long as you help don’t cause any further issues, we will have need of getting rid of you.” Viggo says as he himself says a sup of the water.

“Johann, I presume you have the goods and maps we had discussed for this visit.” Viggo says as he sets his drink down. You can’t help but look at the weapons behind him admiring the gronkle iron swords.

“Of course, I have the right here.” Johann says taking out the maps and a small variety of pouches filled with gems and rare stones. Johann sees your distracted and bumps your leg. You look back to see Viggo eyeing you as you blush you stomach sink.

‘Why can’t I do this right. I need this job’ you think as Viggo smiles gently as looks at the weapons behind you.

“Which is your favorite lady, Katie?” He says as he rises from his seat.

“I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean anything disrespect.” You say sinking your head to respect Viggo.

“Nonsense this is light business, but this sword is my favorite to use.” I say taking the sword in hand. You examine the sword whole sword as it looks quite old.

“You use it?” You say you see a massive break in the sword almost unnoticeable to the naked eye.

“Ummm yes quite why?” Viggo says almost sight offended.

“Well, you see- “you get up quickly and walk over the Viggo as Johann tries to stop and buried his face in the desk in front of him. “-if you look here on the sword there a big break in the metal. This can be fixed but the sword is very likely break in battle especially with harder metal like armor.” You move the sword in Viggos hands to look at the creak. Viggo eye go wide and he himself sees the creak down his sword.

“5 minutes and you caught this shape up brother.” He says playful smacking his brother’s chest. You smiley slightly at the brotherly spirit but soon see Johann mouthing ‘SIT DOWN’. You duck your head and go back to your seat.

“Sorry, this is a business meeting I should be more formal.” Viggo smiles and puts the sword back and sits himself.

“Let’s continue” Viggo states. Minutes turning into hours as you sit and try to absorb everything you could from their interactions and conversation. You see Viggo is extremely smart and very business savvy. His brother was more brawn and mostly stood there only speaking when necessary. As the meeting closes Viggo requested to speak with you privately. You stay seated at Johann nervously leaves you as Viggo’s brother as exits the tent leaving you and Viggo alone.

#httyd fandom #viggo grimborn

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boss-the-goofball · 1 year

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Let's see

I've blabbed to Pocket, Deus, Sam, Clue, Pop, and Katy about my current project (That might get Barid to murder me)

Should I bring Gentry in on it? Or leave them in the dark like Barid?

#quiet boss

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cheolism · 9 months

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hi katie!! i know that most of the time when i talk to you about your work im pretty much just blabbing/key board smashing and calling you amazing (which you are!! you’re forever that bitch) but i know that it can mean more when i’m more specific on why i love your work so much which !! is why!! im here!!

i’m a sucker for fluffy fics (think i mentioned it before but i have the memory of a goldfish so who knows) and first found your account bc of it, i was a silent reader for a bit before i got the courage to send that long ass ask now here i am,,, anyways!! i think the reason i love your work sm is that you’re able to write emotions v well and it’s very clear to see that the relationship between your characters are more than just surface level, it’s in the little details that matters, the small moment of intimacy shown between them where people tend to gloss over, it’s all just love and you do an incredibly job at showing that!! and your smut on the other hand wheeeeew i haven’t even gotten over an ode to dk arm when you dropped mingyu’s ver, when i tell you i had to put my phone down go for a walk and touch grass to keep myself sane i mean it

i guess over all im just here to say that you’re an amazing writer and thank you for putting your work up for people to read!!!

oh? my god? i'm actually fucking speechless (which is really hard to do btw)? i legit don't know what to do other than sob? dude? this? what? oh my god? huh? HUH?

thank you for these kind words? oh my god????????????????

this makes me feel so butterfly flutter (ah yes. english major doing english major things). i always try to convey emotion and intimacy? and you saying all of this just makes me so fucking happy? oh my god? i want to print this ask out and put it in my box of happy things saldfkjsad and when i go over the box w my grandchildren in forty years they'll be like "grandma what's this?" and i'll be like kiddies. grandma had a different life before all of you, a life where i was appreciated for writing stories about thirteen korean men <3

#from runneren #i love you #i love you i love you #and finally: i love you #katie: talks #fave

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iriswestallenn · 2 years

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katie's character is the biggest question mark for me because wtf is this show gonna do with her?

does she continue whispering to other people that barry is abusive, it gets back to barry and then barry kills A CHILD??

or does she blab in public, someone hears her and then tweets that the new star of the hit show Joplin is a "hypocrite" because she's back in an abusive relationship?? and then barry kills her lmao when he finds out she's the one that said that like wtf is gonna happen to this girl

#barry #barry hbo spoilers #barry hbo

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sweetdreamsjeff · 1 year

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What would you do with Jeff for 120 minutes?

Date sent: Sat, 22 Feb 1997 17:16:49 -0500 (EST) Subject: JBEL: 120 minutes with Jeff To: [email protected]

Given the oppurtunity to spend 120 minutews with Jeff, I would take him to a bar called 2A (on Avenue A and 2nd street in NYC) we would sit there for a while and just chill, maybe have a few drinks, smoke some cigarettes. Then we would go back to his apartment and just talk; we could listen to some of his favorite music, and I would ask him all the pertinent questions like: What is the meaning of Life? Why are we here? What is the nature of love? Basically, I'd just have a philosophical night with him.... ah.... cheers,

Fatin

Date sent: Sat, 22 Feb 1997 19:57:57 -0500 (EST) Subject: Re: JBEL: still dying for 120 minutes To: [email protected]

Oh, the horrible possibilities...I jest. 120 minutes with Jeff, probably sit down with my flute, him with his guitar, and just play around...see if we came up with anything. And, of course, after a good hour of that, we could head out to Kan Zamin (okay, we'd have to be in Chicago for that), have some Middle Eastern food and drink Arabian tea (Arabian tea, gee, that sounds really good right now). Or maybe I'd just go to an art museum with him and look at some Modern Art. But, I like doing that with most people who are pensive or intelligent (which I can't guarantee he is either, because I haven't met him). But, then, if we are in NYC at Moma or the Guggenheim we would head up the Upper West side and get some soul food at the Shark Bar...Okay, I am stopping right now -Ali

Date sent: Sat, 22 Feb 1997 17:35:28 -0800 Subject: JBEL: 120 minutes with the man... To: Jeff Buckley Postings <[email protected]

Very simple...

City Lights bookstore in SF, sipping beers, discussing Kerouac and Ginsberg.

-Tom

Date sent: Sun, 23 Feb 1997 12:28:12 -0500 (EST) Subject: JBEL: 120 Minutes With Jeff? To: [email protected]

Hi, All! Gosh, given 120 minutes with Jeff I think I'd want to spend it drinking coffee and talking while coloring or drawing or somthing. I, of course, would ask several questions like, "What do you think is /was the biggest mistake or missed opportunity in your life?", "What do you think of Jesus Christ, the man and the "savior of all mankind"?.....and such.....I enjoy very candid, honest discussions with peopple....I wouldn't just blab the questions one after the other, and I, of course, would honestly answer the questions, too, if he wanted....or any questions he might have..I'd ask a lot about his dreams. I'd also ask things like if he ever had Flintstones vitamins when he was a kid, and if so, if he liked the Dinos best like I did. :-) I would top it all off with one of my homemade pasta dinners.....Mmmm...Yummy.....Maybe the coffee/art/discussion thing could instead of coffee be those new yummy Starbucks chilled coffee drinks, and we could do this at the park where we could look at the mountains. Alright, That's it.

Jeff IS one of the most attractive people ever if you ask me....and just as much of that image is created by his lyrics/music as it is his looks......and I would love to just nuzzle against hm, become drunk with the scent of him, start.......oh, never mind. Anyway, given only 120 minutes with someone that I perceive as so brilliant, I would have to bypass the sex.

Katie

Date sent: Thu, 13 Mar 1997 15:57:40 +1000 (GMT+1000) Subject: JBEL: 120 minutes with Jeffy Baby To: [email protected]

If I had 120 minutes with Jeff, I'd sit down with two guitars, a dozen plectums, a couple of slides and a book of tab ruled paper, and get him to teach me What Will You Say, WUIASP, All flowers in time etc....

Then I'd hop on the email and taunt The Keeper of the Pouched Ones and Mr Harris.

Then I'd steal Michael's box, crawl inside, and pull the flaps shut.

Date sent: Fri, 14 Mar 1997 03:36:45 -0500 (EST) Subject: Re: JBEL: 120 minutes with Jeffy Baby Copies to: [email protected]

I would ask him to come with me into a closet that's lit by candles and furnished with 2 comfortable easy chairs (probably covered in some really soft sheepskin covers), positioned opposite one another and then ask him to sit there and play acoustic versions of all of the songs on Grace on my guitar--to me.

Wow, I wish I could have dreamt that. Then it could have, sort of, really happened.

Efia

#jeff buckley #emails from fans #1997 #eternal light the mailing list emails #Australia #mailing list

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alex-nicole42 · 2 years

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Grape Juice

I thought about it and yeah.. I can’t not write out Harrys house content (It won't all be Eddie Munson flavored though)

She hadn’t ever been so elated to hear the last bell of the day. The slight butterflies in her stomach fluttered as she walked to her locker. She probably should have known way back when that she would fall for her best friend, given the butterflies that had yet to leave since their first encounter. Nevertheless, she and Eddie weren’t the type to over analyze their relationship, she was comfortable in this gray area. Her usual flock of friends came by her locker, attempting to win her over with the promise of a truly groundbreaking party that night.

“No thanks,” she replied cheerily.

“But it’s supposed to be the best one this year!” Christine said, eyes big as saucers as she pleaded with the other girl.

“You said that last time.”

“And you always say you’ll go next time and you never do,” Christine pouted, Katie was draped over Christine’s arm, pulling her towards the larger group of girls coordinating for the “best party of the year”.

“Next time.” She smiled and shrugged as she shut her locker and headed for the parking lot.

By the time she’d reached Eddie’s car, a gaggle of freshmen were surrounding him in complete delight of his energy.

“This campaign will surely be the most daring and dreadful yet, we’re all going to start from scratch, a level playing field,” He continued, his voice booming over the sounds of car engines and the general noise of teenagers flooding from school on a friday. “Princess!” He called, seeing her messy bun and ripped jeans (from actual wear and tear she was very proud to have not bought them that way).

“Hey Eddie, are you done breaking their hearts yet so you can get to the good stuff?”

The party whipped their heads in his direction again.

“Must you spoil every surprise?” he grinned, jumping from the perch he’d been standing on.

“Only when you’re the one planning them, sir knight,” She grinned. She threw her back into the back of his van before finding her favorite place, by his side. With his arm thrown over her shoulder, he addressed his following yet again, “Our dear princess has decided to join us for this campaign.”

There were mixed reactions, something they’d both expected. Lucas, Mike, and Dustin seemed thrilled; they adored spending time with the two older teens. While the older members of the party grumbled slightly, they didn’t mind having her around, but they felt she distracted Eddie from his “true greatness”.

“See you losers on Monday night!” Eddie called, opening the door for his best friend and making sure she buckled in. She rolled her eyes as he pranced to the driver’s side and slid in. As the old van came to life, she opened the glove box and dug around his cassettes not entirely sure what she was looking for yet. “I have a surprise for you actually”

“Something I don’t know about already?” She asked in surprise, he was usually horrible at actually waiting until the surprise was ready and blabbed the second he had the idea. He laughed sarcastically as he put a tape in.

“Just listen dork.”

She did as she was told and melted into the seat as the intro to Hells Bells filled her ears.

“You didn’t! You told me you hate AC/DC.”

“Yeah, but you love them, and I love you so I will allow them to play in this car only when you’re around, and if I’m in a good mood. But literally any other time there’s an AC/DC ban in my van.”

“Haha ban van” She giggled, listening to the rhythm of the song pick up.

“This is much too slow for me.” Eddie hummed with a mock frown.

“But the lyrics, they’re so edgy, I thought that would at least make you happy.” She poked him in the arm playfully.

“Lyrics shmyrics, I care about the guitar,” He pretended he hadn’t just been tapping his fingers on the wheel to the beat. As the small guitar riff began she straightened her posture and readied her infamous air guitar, she had only ever held Eddies guitar and that had been under careful supervision. “Wow you are truly the best guitar player I’ve ever seen,” He laughed, watching her small fingers move erratically in the air as she sang the tune of the guitar with an uncanny twang.

“You’re just jealous,” She stuck her tongue out.

The album played on as they reached the backroads that would take them home, her favorite part of their drive. Eddie sped through the winding roads, jerking the van in the ways he knew would bring out the hardest laughter from his companion. The windows were down as they flew over the road, Eddie spat out pieces of his curly mop as she screamed the lyrics she knew by heart. He felt like the sun was shining only on him, filling up at the feeling of real true joy. He only felt that with her.

As they pulled in front of Eddie’s trailer he jerked the keys out and hustled over to open the door for her. Again she rolled her eyes, scooping up her bag and opening the trailer door with the comfort of opening her own. He sighed in relief at another week of school over and the promise of greasy chinese, joints, and his… her. Eddie had spent many days deep in thought over his relationship with her, he knew she was content with their unlabeled love. He, however, was not. He wanted to feel secure in what he was to her, he wanted to know that she wanted him and only him. He knew she felt for him the exact same way he felt for her, he also knew he’d make her uncomfortable by bringing it up. It was a hard line to balance on, he wouldn’t risk making her uncomfortable, but he wouldn’t risk someone taking advantage of her appeared singleness. He shook his head, making his way to the bathroom to let loose the piss he’d been holding since fourth period as no teacher trusted him to just use the bathroom during class.

She was brushing her hair on his bed, wearing one of his old band t shirts and a pair of cotton shorts she always kept at his place. He swore she had more clothes in his room than he did at this point. His heart melted at the sight. He kicked off his black jeans dramatically, placing them gently on top of her head and snickering when she gagged and threw them across the room. She didn’t gag, however, when he peeled his shirt off. He let her stare at his back and the artwork he’d paid to have etched there. He rummaged around his drawer, looking for the shirt he knew was in his closet, just so he could give her a show of his front too. She laughed, her cheeks bright red as he turned, giving a strong-man pose as his biceps flexed. He was a noodle of a man, but still defined. His stomach was soft but the outline of ab muscles was clear, his back was toned, the tattoos moving with every twitch of his shoulder. He really was beautiful. She sighed as she stood and grabbed the shirt she knew he was looking for, motioning for him to sit on the bed and lift his arms. She smiled as she pulled the over washed shirt over his arms and chest. They stared at each other with matching grins as she pressed a kiss to his nose. Eddie grabbed the back of her legs with his palms, enjoying the skin on skin as she pressed his head to her chest and she carded her fingers through his hair.

“Where are we ordering food and how fast can you stick a joint in my mouth?” She asked, his ears picking up her voice and the muffled vibrations through her shirt.

“Jus’ a little while longer,” He mumbled, soaking in her warmth and scent. She laughed lightly and continued her ministrations through his hair.

“Eds my legs hurt,” She complained as she pushed him back onto the bed and landed on top.

“This is just how I pictured going out, smothered by your boobs,” His voice was muffled and she barked out a rough laugh before rolling them over.

“Too bad, I revoke your boob privilege.”

“No! That’s something I’ll never recover from, like nat 20 level damage.”

“You still have to teach me how to play,” She laughed again, her bright eyes making contact with his soft brown ones. He leaned down to kiss her nose with his arms propping himself up by her head. After she felt the soft skin of lips on her nose, heat rose to her cheeks. He watched the cogs in her head turn a few moments before she suddenly lunged her head towards him. His instincts told him to jerk back, but he caught himself just in time for her chapped lips to touch his. His ears burned and his stomach flipped at the feeling. She bashfully returned to her spot in his bed, waiting for his gobsmacked expression to change.

“Eddie?” She asked nervously, concerned she’d made a mistake. He shook his head and leaned down with the most caring smile, giving her the most gentle kiss she’d ever felt in her life. It was soft and slow, she could taste him for the first time, mint and cigarettes painted her tongue as it swirled over his. They both let out groans at the burning in their stomachs, he pressed another sweet peck to her lips before standing off his bed sporting a very impressive semi.

“Nice penis,” she joked, sitting up crossed legged on the bed, smoothing her hair.

“Nice lips,” he chuckled, stepping into a pair of torn sweatpants.

“Which pair?” She winked as he choked on his spit.

“Calm down you, we still haven’t decided on food yet, and I thought you wanted to smoke?”

“I do! And I want chinese,” She grinned.

“Anything else?”

She stood up, grabbing the tackle box he used as a stache box from his hands, the old evergreen chinese menu they always got takeout from, and gave him another long kiss. It sucked the breath from his lungs and put stars in his eyes.

“Just you eds, don’t want to go anywhere without you.”

“You have me sweet heart, wherever you go.”

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