#Perfect 5SOS Writing Story Idea Prompt

[bloodhoundluke]

—❦ luke h. prompt list

send a possible story request & a number (or multiple) for a luke fic/drabble 💓 i don't write explicit smut or supernatural stories etc. please consider getting to know my earlier work if you want to request something, so you'll have an idea what i am comfortable writing, thank you. the list is made up of prompts i've found on pinterest, some of them i came up with myself and some are taylor and 5sos lyrics + the vampire diaries quotes! i love taylor swift and tvd so i couldn't resist the urge not to include those lines hehe <3

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"Have we met?".

"Don't do this to me".

"Me and you? Incredible".

"Please don't cry. I can't stand to see you cry".

"I think you're just afraid to be happy".

"You're blushing".

"Is that my shirt?".

"I'll kiss away the pain, baby".

"You're adorable when you're tired, you know that?".

"Am I not good enough?"

"Am I coming with you on this trip?". "No?". "Then why are my clothes going with you?".

"Why are you so stubborn?".

"I can't think straight with you".

"I hate you".

"Go with me?". "As long as you hold my hand".

"Oh! You're jealous".

"Can we stay like this forever?".

"Are we on a date right now?".

"I am so happy to call you my wife/husband".

"Shit, I missed you".

"I love you and only you. Nothing will ever change that".

"You don't own me".

"Just go hang out with x. You've gotten real good at that".

"You know this means nothing, right?".

"Please, take a break".

"Baby, I could do this all day".

"Shh, you don't want the others to hear, do you?".

"Show me how much you missed me".

"Stop distracting me".

"Mmh, I love to hear my name falling off those pretty lips of yours".

"Practice makes perfect".

"This was a mistake".

"What if I bring beer?".

"I don't have anyone anymore." "You have me."

"I told you to leave, but you didn't. I gave you the chance!".

"Say you never loved me. Say it".

"How bad is it?". "It's bad."

"I didn't ever think we'd be here, like this."

"Don't give me that silent treatment".

"I'm not leaving, I promise".

"I'm not grumpy". "So why didn't you stay in bed and cuddle with me?".

"I know your friends don't like me." (HIGH - 5SOS).

"Problem was, I thought I had this right". (LIE TO ME - 5SOS).

"I did not need your help!" (ME, MYSELF & I - 5SOS).

"When I take a look at my life and all of my crimes, you're the only thing that I think I got right" (LOVER OF MINE - 5SOS).

"It's hell of a ride loving you" (HAZE - 5SOS).

"Well, maybe we got lost in translation. Maybe I asked for too much. But maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up." (ALL TOO WELL - TS).

"But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain. And it's 2:00am and I'm cursing your name. So in love that I act inside, and that's the way I loved you". (THE WAY I LOVED YOU - TS).

"You told me you loved me. So why did you go away?". (LAST KISS - TS.)

"I hope I never lose you, I hope it never ends... I'd never walk Cornelia Street again". (CORNELIA STREET - TS.)

"Don't want no other shade of blue but you" (HOAX - TS.)

"The first rule of truly living is to do the things you're most afraid of". (THE VAMPIRE DIARIES).

"I was feeling epic". (TVD)

"Do you like who I am, or do you miss who I was?". (TVD)

"I've been in love. It's painful, pointless and overrated" (TVD)

"There is no such thing as a bad idea. Only poorly executed awesome ones" (TVD).

“I’m too smart to be seduced by you.” (TVD)

“What kind of a stupid question is that? Why did I have a thing for you?” (TVD).

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[andiwantneedlusthenrycavill41482]

5SOS Writing Prompt Ideas Part Two

Recreate or Do A Twist Inspired By A Scene From A Movie Or Line From A Character(s)

#Perfect 5SOS Writing Story Idea Prompt #Sweet and Corny #God I Love this Movie #Why Would You Wanna Marry Me #So I Can Kiss You Anytime

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

TAKING THE REINS

Prompt: Request by the adorable @brookethegamer . Thank you so much for your request, pumpkin ❤️

Word Count: Long- ish

Pairings: Roman Reigns x Reader

Warnings: +18, smut, bottom male, anal sex, praise, cursing

Tags: @ziasaph , @marlananicole , @akiko-tanaka , @nicolewoo , @saccreigns , @mindofasagittaruis , @reigns-5sos , @auawdo , @lustyromantic , @babydee17 , @yungbludjazz360

Notes: This was such an incredible idea! I loved writing this 🥰 Y’all know the drill loves,sorry for misspellings,english isn’t my first language (bla bla bla),check out my other stories if you’d like to(it would make your girl here very happy 😊) You can check them out on my Masterlist. Okay,now let’s get to the fun part, shall we? Hope you’ll enjoy 😉

“I don’t know Y/N...the idea makes me somewhat uncomfortable” He sighed

“Why, Ro? We have a relationship, we love and respect each other. Why should this make you uncomfortable?”

“Something about giving up control...it doesn’t sit right with me”

“Why? Because you’re a man?” I asked in disbelief

“Of course not. It’s just because it has never been like this with us! I’m always the dominant one since the beginning.”

“Yeah, you’re dominant with EVERYTHING! That’s the problem. With me, with your family, in the WWE, you’re ALWAYS everyone’s first option and that shit gets tiring! Aren’t you tired of always being there for everybody? Always having to think about everything and being the brick wall for everyone to rely on?” I ask and he just stares at me.

“Look, I’m just suggesting that, if you agree, we can try it once. And if you don’t like it we’ll stop and never try that again” I massage his shoulders

“Damn it, woman. You’re too persuasive for your own good” He cackled “Fine, let’s do it”

I hold his hand, pulling him towards the bed.

“Take your close off and lay down on your stomach, baby” I purr

Roman obliged, placing a pillow underneath his hips so I could have the perfect leverage for what we are about to do.

I knelt between his open legs, roaming my finger tips all over his back. I began at the back of his head and went down to his perfectly round butt cheeks. Drawing random patterns upon his tanned skin.

Once I felt his muscles relax underneath my touch, I reached for the lube, squirt some on my hand and warmed up before placing it on his puckered hole.

I use my index finger to draw tight circles around it as I lightly pressed my finger down, not entering it, just creating the small feeling of pressure.

In the mean time, my lips roam on his neck and shoulder blades. Licking, nibbling and kissing it. I let my free hand lightly roam along the skin of his ribs and side hip.

“More, I want more” Roman whispered, trying to make my finger slide in him.

“If I go to fast, you let me know, ok baby?” My voice is as faint as a whisper

“Ok” He moaned, when my finger began to enter him.

I set an almost imperceptible pace, letting him get used to the feeling. Roman wiggles underneath me.

“Fuck, you were right. It feels so good” Roman panted

“You’re doing so good for me, my love. Letting me take care of you, give you what you need. Taking everything so well” I coo, pushing another finger in

Roman moans in agreement as his hips buck forward, fucking the pillow underneath him.

“Holy shit” He whined when I touched his prostate and moved my fingers faster but not too harsh

“Baby, please... I need to...Fuck” Roman’s hips jolted as he came all over the pillow. His orgasm extending as I ride him out of it with a softer pace.

I remove my fingers delicately, turning him over so he can lay down on his back. I praise him, covering his chest and face with feather light kisses. I pull the blanket up his body, once I noticed his light shivers.

“Ro, baby, are you with me?” I ask, caressing his hair

“Mhmmm” He mumbled

“I’m going to get you some water, ok?”

He mumbled again

“Roman, tell me if you understood, love” I said more firmly yet soft, just so I can get his attention on me

He looked at me through his semi closed eyes “Yes, I understood. You’re going to get me some water but you’ll be back”

“Good boy” I peck his lips, making him smile fondly

When I returned to the bedroom, I could hear his deep breathing, signaling the begging of a deep slumber.

I placed the water glass on the bedside table and laid down with him. Almost immediately he tossed his left arm around my waist and rested his head on my chest

“I love listening to your heart beat. It comforts me” Roman murmured

“And I love when you do that, when you let me take care of you” I placed a kiss on his head

“Thank you, I really needed that. I love y-” He began to snore softly, returning to his deep slumber

“I love you too, Roman. So much”

More than you could ever imagine it...

Please if you’re comfortable with it, please let me know your thoughts on this. Feedback is always appreciated 🥰😘

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[blackbutterfliescal]

Growing Up

A Malum One Shot

Pairing: Michael Clifford x Calum Hood

Word count: 1.7K

Rating: Some really soppy fluff

Requested by: Anon 😇 I hope you like it, lovely!

Content: established relationship, nostalgia, small cute awkward boyfriends, just some ridiculously sweet fluff

A/N: This is my first time writing slash and I’m excited about it! This idea was just so very Malum to me. This is part of my “5SOS as The Maine” prompts based on Growing Up.

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Knowing that Calum was going to be home any minute had Michael’s stomach in knots. The nagging anxiety in the back of his head had nearly gotten the best of him earlier in the day and he thought about calling the whole thing off. But he’d spent too long working up the nerve to chicken out now.

It had been weeks since Michael called the little Indian place around the corner to plan everything and now it was suddenly real. They had been returning to their first date spot at least once a month for years and they’d become close with the family that owned the tiny little restaurant. They could always manage to get the most secluded table in the back corner, wanting to spend their time focused on each other rather than people watching in the front windows. But tonight wasn’t like every other dinner they had there. And Michael wanted it to be perfect. He needed it to be perfect. That’s what Calum deserved.

He kept pacing about through the cramped living room with anticipation. In an attempt to ease his nerves, Michael walked to the bedroom in the quiet loft he shared with his boyfriend and stood in the full length mirror, smoothing out his shirt for the fifteenth time. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths trying to calm down, but he couldn’t help how jittery he felt. He knew that there was no reason to be so on edge. But he just couldn’t stop his hands from fidgeting.

With one last exhale, his eyes fluttered open and he glanced around the room, hoping to find something to ground him. If Calum came home to find him this antsy, he would immediately know that Michael was planning something. Michael’s eyes landed on the picture board on the wall beside the bed. A sweet, nostalgic smile spread across his lips as he moved around the foot of the bed. His fingertips floated over the messy collage of concert tickets and boarding passes and saved love notes before he landed on the pictures Luke had given them when they moved in here. The curly blonde was always sneaking pictures whenever he thought no one was looking and now he was getting paid to put his well-honed photography skills to good use. Michael couldn’t be more proud as he reminisced on his love story with Calum, spread out on the picture board before him.

The first picture his eyes landed on was of the fire pit in his parents’ backyard. Calum had convinced the boys to go to the senior formal as a group that day, promising they’d have a good time together. None of them had given it much thought amongst all the other senior week activities and they had run out of time to find proper dates. In the scramble to find suits that afternoon, not a single one of them managed to find something that fit, but they couldn’t have cared less. They danced to nearly every song, jumping around to the up-tempo pop songs and paying no mind to the judgemental stares as all four of them swayed to ballads together. When the boys didn’t want the fun to end that night, they wound up at Michael’s house getting drunk on the cheapest beer they could pick up on the way with their fake IDs. Ashton had tried to build a pyramid out of all the empty cans, which Calum accidentally knocked over. The photograph Luke had stealthily taken showed all three boys lounging around the fire in Michael’s overly baggy sweats. Michael remembered the panic he felt in his chest when he saw his clothes hanging off Calum’s small frame. He recalled that at some point he’d brought out his acoustic guitar to show off what he’d been practicing in his lessons but the boys all teased him because the only song he could remember was Wonderwall. The four of them got more drunk than they’d ever been and stayed up until the first rays of light began to creep across the sky, talking about everything and anything. Like many other nights before, when they finally decided to get some sleep, Luke and Ashton crashed in the living room while Calum crawled into bed beside Michael. Something was different about that night, though. It could have been the copious amounts of beer or the exhaustion from staying up all night or the uncertainty they faced after high school - it was most likely the influence of the alcohol though. Just as Michael’s eyes had closed and he began to drift off to sleep, Calum rolled over to face him and placed the lightest kiss on Michael’s rosy lips. Calum had started to apologize, but he was quickly cut off with a sweet kiss before Michael pulled him into his chest and gave in to sleep.

Michael’s fingers fell across the board, over a postcard and a small pride flag sticker, before they stopped on a picture from high school graduation of a very surprised Calum wrapped tightly in Michael’s arms. Michael had dreaded seeing Calum that day - nearly a week after they’d seen each other last - nearly a week after that very drunken kiss. All four of them were going to the same college a few months later and Michael had worried that having Calum as his roommate would be awkward now. They’d been best friends as long as he could remember and the last thing he would have wanted was to lose Calum over what he figured to be a drunken mistake. When Michael had arrived, graduation cap and gown in hand, he found the other three boys already talking together. Awkwardness had been quick to take over the conversation before Calum pulled Michael away from Luke and Ashton. Calum was shy but he was never one to back away from confrontation. Michael expected that he would want to forget it ever happened, but instead Calum spilled his heart out. He told Michael that he hadn’t stopped thinking about their kiss and how he wanted them to go to college together as more than just friends. When the shock had disappeared from Michael’s face, he practically lept at Calum, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and saying that nothing would make him happier than to be his boyfriend. Ever the charmer, Luke had snapped a picture and shouted something about it taking them long enough. Michael and Calum couldn’t be bothered to care but it left Ashton in a fit of giggles.

Michael scanned further down the board, feeling his smile grow as the tension left his shoulders and the butterflies in his stomach settled. He found a picture from one of the many college weekends spent at the beach. They had passed so much time at the pier, cruising the shops and soaking in the sunshine. The particular weekend in the picture, Michael had soaked in a little too much sun, though. By that point in their relationship, Calum had become used to helping Michael keep his back from burning while they were out all day. But the week before had consisted of particularly rough midterms and they were both exhausted. So exhausted that they’d fallen asleep sprawled out on their loungers after Luke and Ashton left to get food and beer. When they returned, Luke whipped out his camera and Ashton made the mistake of trying to wake Michael up by poking his very pink shoulder, which caused Michael to jump straight up out of his chair. If looks could kill, Ashton would have been a dead man. As always, Calum was there to keep him grounded. Calum had spent the whole week afterward apologizing to Michael and helping him keep aloe on the sunburnt skin so it wouldn’t hurt so bad. It didn’t seem to matter how many times Michael reassured him that there was no one to blame, Calum continued to apologize with every aloe application.

Continuing to find comfort in Calum, Michael landed on the last picture Luke had given them. It was a particularly proud day for them as they stood in front of their brand new loft, homeowners for the first time. The exhaustion from moving was evident on their faces, but Luke had insisted on a picture to commemorate the occasion. When Ashton made a joke about them being “homo-owners” now, they’d cracked smiles from ear to ear and laughed until their sides ached. Luke and Ashton had helped them bring in all their hand-me-downs from the college apartment before the four of them sat around the empty living room floor, celebrating with cheap alcohol and greasy pizza. The place was small and mismatched at first, but they had spent the last two years making it a home they were proud of, one piece at a time.

Michael dropped his eyes from the memories pinned up in front of him and ran a hand over his scruff thoughtfully. Warmth spread through his chest as he looked around him, seeing bits of Calum running through every part of his life. He picked up the small velvet box from the nightstand at his side, prying it open with a toothy grin. The band was simple and he only hoped Calum would be proud to wear it. Proud to call Michael his fiance tonight. Soon proud to call him his husband.

Michael heard the lock on the front door quietly click as Calum called out for him. He closed the ring box and slid it into his pocket, composing himself and sparing one last glance at the tokens on the wall. Michael’s nerves were completely gone, replaced with an eagerness to get to the dinner he had planned, to slide this ring on his boyfriend’s finger, and to spend the rest of his life giving everything he had to the man in the other room.

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[essercipertuttienonperse]

The rules are to shuffle one of your playlists and for the first 3 songs that play, you have to write 3 fic prompts around those songs.

@non-binharry tagged me to do this, thank you asia!!💘 i'm not a writer at all and I don't know what i'm doing but i tried my best ajajak

So I shuffled my entire music library because i don't do playlists usually and my phone decided it was ANGST FEST BABY

1- From Eden by Hozier

Religion tw, depression tw (kinda)

Okay so for this I thought it could be that Louis is an angel, angels are supposed to be these perfect beings who only know wholeness and divine peace but Louis never quite felt like that and he always thought there was a certain emptiness in their ethereal existence. He has always been fascinated by humans and by the way they create their own flawed but real happiness. He also always admired their quest for completeness, their desire to find what they called family, home. For these reasons he always liked observing their world . one day one human in particular catches his eye, Harry. Louis can't figure him out. He carries a loneliness within himself, like most humans do, but he seems to have given up on trying to dissipate it. He seems to find relief in surrounding himself with darkness, maybe because it allows him to not look at himself and risk seeing his biggest fears and monsters. Louis finds himself watching him with confusing fascination maybe because he sees something of himself mirrored in harry's eyes, maybe because Louis always wondered what being alive must feel like while harry seems to have forgotten it.

he approaches harry one night, disguised as a human....

....And the story goes from there ahah but i don't know how ahshfhn

2- Turning Tables by Adele

Oh man this reads to me as a breakup fic tbh.

This song especially i think would be the soundtrack of Louis packing up his things, saying goodbye sitting at the kitchen table, the only audience they have this time are half drunk cups of tea. The relationship was hurting them both by this point but only Louis had the courage to say it out loud. It was the hardest thing he ever had to do in his life. Their last fight is more bittersweet than angry and the band of silver he bought moths ago is still sitting at the bottom of one of the boxes. He'll probably never throw it away.

3- when you walk away by 5sos

Harry's point of view for the second fic. He's still way too angry to see why Louis did what he did.

Just the lyrics are enough for this one:

Cut me open, take my heart

So we'll never be apart

Don't you let it go to waste

Such a sentimental love

In a cynical world

My feelings get the best of me

I messed it up before

So I'm almost pretty sure

My karma got the best of me

Bad at letting go

Won't you let me down easy?

I can't let you go, so

When you walk away

Cut me open, take my heart

So we'll never be apart

Don't you let it go to waste

When you walk away

I can feel it in my bones

You don't love me anymore

Make it worth all of the pain

When you walk away

I've been dreaming like a fool

In a nightmare of a world

It's bringing out the worst in me

Shook me to the core

My optimism floored

My karma got the worst of me

Bad at letting go

Won't you let me down easy?

I can't let you go, so

Now i didn't want to leave everyone with a sad note so i pressed play again and the fourth song was ....

4- Fine Line

...They'll be alright

(In every universe💫)

I have no idea who to tag for this but @flamboyo-xx @goldenhusbands @foreverfanficaddict @whatagreatproblemtohave @herefortommo @moonshinelouis @girlfriendlou @silverfoxlouis maybe you'll want to give it a go?♡♡♡

#also no judgment please agjcgjv🙈 #i don't know where that first part came from???????? #was it horrible?????? #probably yes????????????? #oh my god #anyway #i hope everyone is having a good day 💘 #tag things

[music-my-angel]

Schedule for June

June Schedule:

 Sunday 4th June – Teen Wolf: Isaac Centric - Can you please do a teen wolf one shot where because of the years of abuse, Isaac has developed anxiety and a stutter but when he joins the pack they help him recover and over time the anxiety and stutter go away (he still has them they just aren't as bad)

Wednesday 7th June – YouTubers: Joe Sugg Centric - Can you please write a Joe Sugg one shot where all his friends forget his birthday and they feel really bad about it. Can you make it a happy ending, but not the usual one where they throw him a surprise party. Could you please do it for my 18th birthday on June 7th if possible?

Saturday 10th June – Stereo Kicks: Reece Centric - Could you do a reece centric oneshot where the rest of stereo kicks always teases him for being as skinny and tall, but he really has an eating disorder. Then Tom begins to notice he’s not eating and the rest of the boys do too so they confront him. Then cuddles and making him eat and fluff. My birthday is June 12 if you can. Thank you!

Wednesday 14th June – 5sos: General - one please Michael and luke both catching the chicken pox from lukes neice while there on break foe part of the tour please birthday June 12th please

Saturday 17th June – R5: Ross Centric - Can you do R5 fanfic where Ross has an asthma attack in your next schedule xx

Wednesday 21st June – The Wanted: Tom Centric - Prompt idea I want this to be a reality for tom and kelsey but for know it can be a Fanfiction. How about tom pre paired to ask kelsey to marry him. He gets everyone involved the boys her best friend kelsey ann and the k2k stars. His idea was to do it at one of her school while the kids sing heart vacancy he walks in and asks her. He plans the perfect proposal but not everything goes to plan. Something happens were he ends up late and everyone is mad. He ends up mad and just blurts it out.

Saturday 24th June – Emblem3: Keaton Centric - Wow!! Thank you for writing the hybrid story for me!! it was such a killer story, I loved it! Could you do a Part 2 where it starts off where it left off in the first story, and they don’t know that the hunters stayed around so they go out flying and they shoot Keaton in his wing and he starts falling and he lands in a tree bc Wes and Drea had to kill the hunters. And when they go to see Keaton he’s broken his wing too, so Wes takes really good care of him.

Wednesday 28th June – Janoskians and 5sos: Luke Centric - Hi I was just wondering would you do a crossover of Janos and 5sos. Like Luke and the other guys had a fight about how bad they been treating Luke lately and runs off and doesn't know where he's at in the studio and starts having a panic attack and runs into 5sos and they help him out with it then helps him deal with the other boys on how they been acting towards Luke lately please bday June 30 please.

Humble request: Please if you have a birthday prompt that you want it to be written on a specific date please send it way before (like a month in advance) and to those who didn’t see their prompt on the list (whether it’s a birthday prompt or anything else) kindly wait for the next schedule to have your prompt written.

#june schedule

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

🥃 🍸THE PERFECT OPPORTUNITY 🍸🥃

Prompt: This was a request by the amazing @mindofasagittaruis

***The ‘Enviado por’ means ‘Sent by’ 😉 just so you don’t need to google translate that 😂

Word count: Long

Pairing: Mob!Roman Reigns x Reader

Warnings: Just an insecure Roman, fluff and some cussing

Tagging Roman Lovers: @ziasaph @mindofasagittaruis , @jibbles26 , @reigns-5sos and someone who’ve gained a special place in my heart, the lovely @nicolewoo

Notes: I will say, I just loved the idea 🥰 I’m a sucker for a beautiful, strong man like Roman insecure to get dumped! It’s too sweet ❤️ Thank you for trusting me with your request babe, I hope I made justice to it! I had fun writing this one 😉 and it’s entirely written in Roman’s POV. Y’all know the drill loves,sorry for misspellings,english isn’t my first language (bla bla bla),check out my other stories if you’d like to(it would make your girl here very happy 😊) and if you’re comfortable with it,please let me know what you think? Some feedback is always welcomed and appreciated ❤️You can check out my other stories typing ‘masochist writes’ on the search bar on my page and my newest story as a fixed post.Okay,now let’s get to the fun part,shall we? Hope you’ll enjoy 😉

“You’re pathetic Roman!” I said to myself staring at the rearview mirror “Just get inside and ask her out, is not that difficult for fucksake! You’re one of the top mob bosses in the USA and you’re afraid to get dumped? How fucking old are you anyway? Whatcha gonna do if she say ‘no’? Run to your mommy and cry? Fucking man up and stop being such a pussy!”

I gather the bit of courage that I gained from my own little pep talk and walked out of the car to the liquor store.

From outside I saw her, beautiful, standing there talking to John. A 75 years old lady’s man, who always used to flirt with her, he said he did it to not loose his mojo upon the ladies. She always laughed, and sometimes even flirted back saying that someday she would not be able to resist his dinner invitations.

I walked in, the little bell on top of the door made my presence being known, and went straight to the whiskey section.

“That would be a total of US$ 137,65 John”

“Is there any chance of me getting a discount in form of a date?”

She chuckled “John, I’m in my work place, I’m afraid I can’t. But I guarantee to you that if I owned this store, I would be more than glad to give you the date discount” She laughs softly

“Well, I tried” He sighed, pretending to be upset but the amusement on his voice said otherwise “I’ll see you next week, doll”

“Bye John, ‘til next week...drive home safe and say hello to you grandkids for me”

I heard her stepping out from the back of the counter and making her way to the whiskey section. *Fuck, she’s coming! Get it together Roman!*

“Good evening Mr. Reigns, how can I help you tonight?”

She is stunning! Not in a pampered way, but in her simple self. Her makeup consisted in mascara, some blush and lips lightly stained in a cherry red color; her short bob hair was always either down with one side tucked behind her ear or up in a ‘beehive’ style thing that it was a fucking mess if I’m being honest, but she looks beautiful in it and can easily pull it off like it was the most perfectly neat hairdo; her clothes are always simple: jeans or leggings, cropped t-shirts, tank tops, bands t-shirt or hoodies; always wore tennis shoes: adidas, nike, puma...never once I saw her wearing heels or dresses/shorts/skirts.

I’m used to be around women who always look extra as fuck: too much makeup, too tight low cut dresses, 6 inch heels, extremely long hair..it gets to a point where they all look the fucking same! Like fucking clones of each other, you take one of them to a dark corner of a club excuse yourself to the bathroom and when you’re back you can’t find her in the crowd because everybody has the same hair, the same dress, the same outfit. Yeah, I’m not gonna be a hypocrite and say that they don’t look like a perfect wet dream ‘cuz they do! But that’s the problem: the perfection.

It’s too much, too fake, too rehearsed.

They all look the same, give head the same, moan (they actually scream) the same and they all want to get fucked the same way: on all fours! Because they think that to be considered an unforgettable fuck(apparently) you must fuck in the world’s oldest ‘slut’ position: on your hands and knees!

It gets to a point where is predictable and boring as fuck, don’t get me wrong, I love to fuck a woman on all fours, but not all the time! To be honest with you, it turns me on more to see her facial expressions, the way her eyes are semi closed in pure bliss, her mouth hanging open as she softly moans as we fuck than to look at the back of her head.

That’s why Y/N is different, she’s not like a shallow one night stand fuck, when I first saw her I told her that I’d be back the next day to buy more drinks to a party I was hosting, the next day I expected her to be in her best outfit/makeup/hair to ‘impress me’, but when I walked through door she was in an Aerosmith old t-shirt, black leggings, nike tennis and that beehive on top of her head.

She looked at me, softly smiled and say ‘Oh you’re back! Can you please give me 5 minutes to finish this up and I’ll gladly help you get whatever you need’

I was stoked! She didn’t acted different to impress me, she was her own simple yet ‘imperfect’ self and I knew from that moment that I’ll end up falling for this woman, hard!

And here we are, 6 months later, definitely in love with her and nervous like a fucking 13 year old boy who will ask his school crush out, shitting on his pants with the thought of her saying no.

“G-Good evening Y/N, how are you?” *Did I just fucking stutter? Oh send me to hell..*

“I’m good, Mr. Reigns, thank you for asking. You?” She tucks her hair behind her ear

“Good, good..but please, I already asked you to call me Roman”

“I think that would be disrespectful, sir”

“C’mon, you don’t call John who’s 75 sir, why would you call ME sir?”

She chuckled lightly “That’s a very good point Mr. Re- Roman..so what can I do for you today?”

*Give me your number* I thought

“I would like to try something...different” I smirked

“Oh” She blushed “Ok..umm whiskey-wise?”

*No, YOU-wise* my mind screamed

“No, not whiskey, I once heard you say that you know a lot about liqueurs and I never tried those, so I was wondering if you could help me with that?”

“Of course, please follow me”

As I followed her to the liqueur section I had a good view of her body, specifically her ass and fuck me didn’t it look insanely good on those leggings! I was glad I could shamelessly stare at her thick ass without having to look at it discreetly. I can already imagine myself fucking that ass and having those thick thighs on my shoulders as I eat her pussy...fuck, my cock twitched with the thought and I had to adjust myself

“Ok, what type of taste do you prefer? Sweet, spicy, fruity, b-“

“Hello beautiful!” A guy abruptly interrupted her and she looked behind her

“Mark, can’t you see I’m helping a customer?” She barked

“I’m a customer too, beautiful” He smirks

Who the fuck is this clown? And can’t he see we’re in the middle of something here?

“But he got here first! So I’m helping him, then once he’s done, I’ll help you” She turn around to face me again

“I’m sorry Roman, where were we?”

“I don’t think is very professional of you to call him by his name, beautiful” The asshole huffed

I swear I’m gonna punch this fucker’s face!

“I call you by your first name!” She said to him, without even bothering to turn around

“But I’m different, you know that” He got closer to her “I’m here to invite you to go on a date with me”

WHAT??? You have got to be fucking kidding me! This loser? Thinks he stands a change with Y/N? I don’t even know if she wants to out with ME for crying out loud! And I’m pretty, rich, successful and can protect her from everything. I bet with you that this jackass still lives at his mom’s basement!

“Mark, please, I can loose my job if someone sees me stopping helping a client just to chat with you” She pleaded “Can we talk about this later?”

Talk about it later? What the fuck? Is she really considering going on a date with this fool?

“I know beautiful I’m sorry, it’s just that I had to say something you know?” He caresses her shoulder and I’ve never felt the urge to break someone’s fingers slowly and one by one like I do now!

“Mark, please, later” She whispered

“Ok, ok, I’ll be back when your shift is over” He left as she said thank you

“Roman, I am so incredibly sorry for this inconvenience, I-“

“Are you gonna go out with him?” I didn’t even let her finish her apology

“I beg your pardon?” She said confused

“Are you really considering going out with him?”

“I don’t know....I guess so”

“That clown?” I huffed “Are you doing some charity work or something?” I cackled and she seemed offended

“I’m sorry for what I’m about to say Mr. Reigns but, Mark is a nice guy! Of course his approach is sometimes clumsy but he has a good heart! I will not tolerate you mocking him! Everybody deserves a chance for a date. Not all of us are surrounded by perfectly sculpted and beautiful Victoria’s Secret models to take home to our pathetically big mansions” She measured me from head to toe “So yeah, I might go out with him!” She crossed her arms in front of her chest visibly annoyed and we’re back at the Mr. Reigns bullshit!

I was speechless...did she just defended that loser because she liked him? Or was she pity of him? There was something off...the way she almost kicked him out of the store when he interrupted us seemed more at an annoyed tone than an in love one. Also, why did she measured me like that, almost judging me...implying that I was the one who took models home when the only one I wanted to take home was her! I don’t take women home with me, I take them to a hotel room or something but never home! Apart from Y/N of course, I WANT to take her home with me. But I could swear that the scorn tone of her voice had an almost jealous undertone to it, was that possible?

Then something clicked

“Would you like to go out with me then?” The words just slipped through

“What?” She whispered, confused she might have heard it wrong

“I asked if you would like to go out with me then?” More confident this time

She blushed “I’m sorry I-I don’t understand

“You said that everybody deserves a chance to go out on a date, so what about me? Do I get that chance too?” I smiled at her

Her eyes sparkled “I guess I would be a hypocrite if I said no, huh?” She teased with a smile of her own

“Oh big time!” I smirked “But we both know that you’re not a hypocrite, right Y/N?” I closed the distance between us

“No, Roman I’m not” She chuckled softly

“So what do you say about selling me your favorite liqueur and we’ll take it to my pathetically big mansion so you can show me how to properly drink it?” I whispered, lips inches from hers

“Sounds like a plan” She whispered back

“Can we seal it with a kiss then?” I caressed her cheek and she nods in agreement

And man, I couldn’t be more thankful for that jackass given me the perfect opportunity to finally ask this beautiful woman out....

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