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lemonnsss · 2 years
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Eli Moskowitz x Male!Theatre Kid!Reader Headcanons
A/N: Sorry this isn’t a fic, I’ve been sick all week and I’m now starting to get over it, I plan to have the fic matching up with the HCs soon. Sidenote: I might make a part two. Without further ado
•Eli’s favorite musical has to be the phantom of the opera. I mean it gives an accurate representation of how shitty it is living with significant scarring in our society
•But TPotO’s soundtrack isn’t his favorite, that would be Heathers
•And even before y’all had met, Eli knew all of the lyrics to the entire soundtrack 
•When he heard that your school was doing Heathers this season he was so excited
•When it came time to go through… a completely different story
•Dimitri had to haul his ass back to school so he could watch it with his friend
•He was so nervous to go to the showing because he was scared that one of his karate bros would see him walk in and mock him for it
•Much to his surprise Miguel, Aisha, and Moon are all there and are about as shocked to see him as he is to see them
•Mrs. LaRusso would drag along all of the LaRussos there as well, just in a different section (We all know she supports the school & its students, even if she is a bit mortified after ‘Dead Girl Walking’)
•Even though he feels like he doesn’t need to be so guarded because he knows his karate bros are there and won’t mess with him he's still struggling trying not to sing (this man's initiative ended the moment ‘Fight For Me’ started)
•And when he first sees you, up on the stage, his eyes are glued to your figure. Mentally saying something along the lines of, “How can someone be confident enough to do that?”
•Babe, theatre kids are a whole ass different breed when it comes to being on stage
•Ngl thinks you’re really cute - everyone can tell
•When you look out into the audience during, ‘Me Inside of Me’ you don't expect to see anyone looking at only you, then you see him. 
•His eyes shine brightly with wonder, admiration, and attraction - so much so that you have to look away because of how flushed you are.
•Ram’s actor is just looking at you like you’re fucking crazy, “Bro, I thought Kurt’s actor and I were supposed to be the ay ones? Weird.” 
•After the show Eli always, and I mean always, checks when the next musical is gonna happen and what it’ll be
•The next show is Sweeney Todd, and this boy is excited
•When opening night hit he was practically vibrating with excitement
•Something he didn’t take into account is the burning rage he felt during the “Kiss Me” scene
•He ended up leaving early so he wouldn’t have to see you kiss someone (that wasn’t him)
•Later he felt bad for feeling that possessive and jealous over someone who wasn’t even his. It was then and there that he decided that the next time he saw you, he would ask you out
•Luckily for him when school starts up again the two of you share several classes
•And he never ended up asking you out every time he walked near your direction he chickened out
•Can anyone guess what happened after that…  he started dating moon 
•During their relationship, you never really ended up talking to him, although you were pretty good friends with Moon before the two of them started dating
•After Moon broke up with him though her immediate reaction was to call you and tell you he was single (and also to ask him out when he stopped acting like a dumbass)
•Once he started acting like he had a brain again one of the first things you did was ask him out
•Thank fucking God you did because  he would never, honestly he was so shocked that you’d even consider him after all the dumb shit he’d done
•I mean, honestly, why would any guy like you get involved with someone like him
•He ends up standing there so long that you think he’s rejecting you
•So once you start walking away he pipes up, “Golf N’Stuff, Saturday, 6 P.M. don’t be late,” to which you just nod your head
•He ends up being a few minutes late because of practice
•And y’all know that the entire dojo is non-discreetly stalking the two of you throughout the entire date until the two of you split up for the night
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boycrazy-fanfic · 4 years
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Kindergarten Boyfriend
Fandom: Heathers
Word Count: 1198
Pairing: Ram Sweeney x Male Reader
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"There was a boy I met in kindergarten, he was sweet, he said that I was smart. He was good at sports and people liked him, and at nap-time once, we shared a mat.
For as long as I can remember, Ram Sweeney had been gay. Not the flamboyant gay, or the nerdy gay. No, Ram Sweeney was the all too rare jock that just happened to not like girls. He had always been really into sports. Even though I couldn't say the same for myself, we always had fun together.
Although I didn't fully realize my sexuality until later, Ram and I had been "dating" since we met all those years ago. I know it sounds cliché, but we were basically best friends with benefits. I know what you're thinking, and it certainly wasn't like that (especially cause we were both five). Looking back, it was pretty insane that I had my first kiss with him that same year. Granted, it was nothing more than a peck on the lips, but back then, we thought it was the funniest thing. There weren't any romantic intentions behind our kisses, yet, but I remember enjoying them nonetheless.
The label of "boyfriend" didn't come about until the Valentine's Day of 8th grade. Our bodies were changing and we were feeling a lot more than we ever had. I remember being excited to go to school that day because in the week before, Ram and I decided to get each other something for this Valentine's Day.
'Happy Valentine's Day,' I said, handing him his gift. A box of chocolates no larger than my palm. It only contained three or four pieces because I couldn't go all out considering my parents didn't like me getting Valentine's gifts for another guy. I kissed his cheek and gave him a quick hug before going back to my desk.
After the first bell rang, Ram quickly got out of his seat and walked towards my desk. I realized he was holding a card and a bag of M&M's (those are my favorite). He handed me the candy and smiled, his face reddening by the second. Obviously trying to muster up the courage to continue. Ram cleared his throat and proceeded to read the card out loud, in front of the entire class, much to the dismay of our teacher.
'To my brilliant boyfriend. I thank God you came along. My gorgeous guy, who's tough and strong. Who makes me laugh, and keeps me calm, who's full of warmth, and endless charm.'
I was in love with Ram Sweeney. All the signs pointed in that direction. The butterflies when he spoke, the racing heartbeat when he would hold my hand, the random smiles we'd always give each other. I always knew Ram and I had something special, but I hadn't realized what it was until then. The reason I never looked at anyone else was that it had always been Ram and I. We never needed anyone else 'cause we always had each other. All the late-night phone calls, FaceTimes, study sessions ('cause we all know Ram isn't the brightest when it comes to school).
'We've been doing whatever you call this for eight years now and I'm ready to make us official. Everyone in Sherwood knows we belong together, and I know you do too. What do you say? Wanna be my boyfriend?' He asked. He took a deep breath and smiled, clearly satisfied with himself.
'Duh!' I exclaimed. I don't know why I was so excited, I knew that literally, nothing would change except we had a label now. We were basically dating before. I got up and hugged him almost instantly. I was swept up in all of this emotion that I almost forgot we were in class. I could see our teacher certainly wasn't entertained. He wasn't fuming but I could tell he wasn't pleased.
'Despite how heartwarming that was, I suggest you two have a seat before I have to assign detentions for delaying class,' he said, using air quotations around "heartwarming". We sat down and I spent the rest of the day thinking about what had just happened. To be honest, asking me out was purely a formality.
Freshman year, Ram decided to try out for the football team. Even though it meant we wouldn't spend as much time together, I was still happy for him. He really loves it and he's good too. He's not varsity good, but for a freshman, he's fantastic. Over the course of football season, Ram met this guy, Kurt. Ram started to hang out with him and they became good friends. Kurt and Ram were practically inseparable.
Unfortunately, Kurt was an established homophobe. So, not wanting to hide it any longer, Ram finally came out to Kurt and told him that we were dating, which felt nice to hear him say. Ram was basically Kurt's only friend and a good one at that. He didn't want to lose his only friend so he decided to try and be more accepting. Kurt would sometimes even tag along when Ram and I would go on dates. Which admittedly did bother me sometimes. But, Kurt got a lot better so I didn't mind having a third wheel around most of the time.
That brings us to senior year. Ram and I couldn't have been better. We were hanging out whenever we were free. Plus, Ram insisted on driving me to school every morning and driving me home on the days that he didn't have practice. Sometimes Kurt would join us on our way to school but most days he was too busy driving his girlfriend to school. In those three years, Kurt and Ram really improved football-wise. Kurt had become the quarterback and Ram had become the best defensive linebacker this school had ever seen. It had been three years and I still wasn't quite sure what a defensive linebacker was despite Ram's constant reminders 'cause he knew I wouldn’t remember. He truly was amazing, though.
Now I won't say your dad was the perfect boyfriend. We certainly had our fair share of bad times. Hell, we almost broke up one time. But, he's my best friend and I wouldn't have it any other way. I hope someday when you're older, you'll find someone who loves and cherishes you as much as your dad and I love and cherish each other, and you guys." I finished.
"Don't worry, Y/N, they will," Ram said, putting his arm around me and pecking my cheek. "Our kids are great, they'll have no trouble finding someone just as great as they are." He presses a soft kiss onto my lips as our kids roll their eyes and walk away, pretending to barf. 
"Get outta here you two!" Ram laughs and hurls a pillow at them causing them to run out giggling, trying to avoid being hit. Ram really is the best. We've been married for three years now and have two beautiful kids.  Honestly it feels like we've been married forever. I'm certainly not complaining though. Life with Ram is like a dream, luckily for me, I haven't woken up yet.
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saltydazeinnit · 2 years
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It's horny brain complaining hours bcs of fanfics
What's the whole thing with begging and sobbing about not cumming? Like babes I'm pansexual, no touch top for women and a Dom for men (im afab), not being either depends on our relationship and boundaries
So I'm not really a "please please please baby please just let me cum-"
I'd say I'm more of a "Really? Fine, enjoy your blue balls/next hour of edging."
I just don't get it, it's why I don't really write sub readers, I'm not one and it's confusing
Also I'm writing a sun&moon smut and just finished a short Ram Sweeney smut drabble
Edit: I know people can write whatever they want and I encourage people to write whatever (as long as it it's not about minors and they put appropriate warnings) but I mean that I just can't relate 🤷
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broadwayloserstuff · 3 years
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Jason Dean x Female! Reader Smut
So, y’all this is the third fic I’ve written today and I’m close to tears because people actually are liking my posts and I never feel this appreciated??? Like, y’all are amazing. Anyways, uh yeah I got a request for Jason Dean. Love the man tbh. It was never specified for what gender the reader is but I only have experience with AFAB anatomy. If the anon requester wanted a male reader, just send me an ask for a male reader and I’ll write it! So yeah this contains smut prompt 30 btw. WARNINGS: Smut, swearing, mentions of a gun and murder, and female reader being on the pill. So pretty much the usual JD shit. I’m pretty sure that’s it. As usual, if I missed something, feel free to let me know! MINORS DON’T INTERACT! JD looked down at the (your hair color) haired girl on his chest. Her (your eye color) eyes were focused on the movie that was playing. JD, however, could care less about the movie. After all, you could watch it as many times as you wanted. He was focused on her beauty. Y/N’s perfect lips were soft as velvet and he knew every part of her was absolute perfection. Anyone who thought otherwise met the business end of his gun. “Hey, darling,” he called. Y/N looked up into his dark brown eyes. “Hm?” she questioned. JD gave her his signature lopsided smile, “You’re so beautiful, my love.” Y/N lightly blushed. She may have gotten used to he boyfriend’s flirtatious manner but he still managed to fluster her.  Y/N had gotten used to a lot of her boyfriend’s habits over the last several months. She was no stranger to his bizarre hobby of murdering the horrible teens and college kids in Westerburg. She knew all about him murdering Heather Chandler, Kurt Kelly, and Ram Sweeney. Lately, he had killed a college sophomore who had actively preyed on high school freshman girls. JD often made good points on why he had killed his victims. Y/N, while she didn’t support it, still loved him.  She had also adjusted to JD’s clinginess. The man always had a hand on her waist or around her shoulder. He was afraid she’d up and leave him, just like his mother had done to him. Despite the late night phone calls where Y/N would constantly reassure JD that she would never leave him, he still refused to believe it. JD had moved Y/N so she now sat in his lap, her back against his chest as he peppered sweet kisses up and down her neck. Occasionally, he’d nibble at a spot then smirk as he felt Y/N tense up or her breathing begin to hitch. The both of them knew what he was trying to do and they both knew Y/N would give into him.  After a few more minutes of the movie, Y/N reached for the remote and shut the TV off. She let JD do what he wanted. After all, he was good in bed and Y/N knew damn well she wouldn’t be able to walk after tonight. She felt JD smirk against her neck as he sucked a hickey into her skin. Y/N sighed in pleasure and turned to meet his lips. As usual, his lips tasted like smoke and cigarettes. He bit her bottom lip, asking for entrance. Y/N playfully denied, wanting to tease him. JD didn’t seem to worry about this, however, because within a second he had shrugged out of his trench coat and t-shirt. Y/N took a moment to look at him. While he wasn’t ripped by any means, he definitely had some muscle but his lanky exterior suited his personality perfectly. Their lips met again, JD flipping them so he was on top. He pulled off the shirt Y/N wore and went back down on her, sucking even more hickeys and love bites into her skin, marking her as his.  All the while, Y/N ran her fingers through his raven black hair. She occasionally tugged at his hair, emitting a growl from JD. One hand held her neck while the other rested on Y/N’s waist. After a few minutes, JD pulled back and quickly examined his flustered girlfriend. He seemed to decide she was marked up enough at the moment and quickly got busy. JD yanked down the leggings Y/N wore and her panties in one swift move, tossing her bottoms off to the side. JD had seemingly decided to leave Y/N’s bra on, he liked her without her bra but in the moment, he had decided to leave it on.  He chuckled at her wetness, “All for me, doll? I’m honored.” Y/N bit her lip, trying to contain a beg. JD seemed to sense this and suddenly thrusted two fingers inside. Y/N let out a moan. “God, JD!” she cried. His free hand rubbed her clit slowly. After a few minutes, Y/N’s moans had gotten louder and she had began to beg. “P-please go faster, Jason,” she whined. He smirked at how bad she wanted him now. JD scissored his fingers and Y/N quickly reached her orgasm. JD let her ride out her high before pulling his fingers out and licking them, all while maintaining eye contact. He quickly yanked down his gray sweatpants and boxers. “You on the pill?” he quickly asked. Y/N hastily nodded and moaned as JD pushed himself in. JD let out a groan himself, “Fuck, always so tight, Y/N.” She only whined at his words as she adjusted to his size. JD pressed a kiss to her forehead as she said, “You can start moving now.” And boy did he. JD quickly picked up his pace and Y/N was screaming in no time. “JD, Jason, holy fuck!” JD picked up one of her legs and put it over his shoulder. By now, Y/N couldn’t even form coherent sentences. All she could manage were moans and broken words. She started clenching around JD’s dick and he leaned down, his head knocking against hers.  “Tell me you love me,” he ordered between pants. Y/N looked at him. “I love you, JD. I love you so much.”  With that, JD came and so did Y/N. The couple laid there for a few minutes, catching their breath. JD pulled out and yanked on his boxers and Y/N sleepily pulled on her panties. The couple curled up beneath a blanket, JD’s arms wrapped around Y/N’s waist.  Before Y/N fell asleep, JD kissed the top of her head and mumbled, “Don’t forget that you belong to me.” She sleepily replied, “Mm hmm.” JD seemed content with that and made himself comfortable and the couple slowly drifted off to dreamland.
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