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astrolynnworld · 4 months

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beach day

pairing: chris x reader

summary: you’re at the beach with friends and chris gets a boner from seeing you in your bathing suit.

warnings: smut! teasing, exhibition, language, sneaky, sex in the changing room.

a/n- another request but i changed it up a bit 🫡 love this rec.

word count: 1,226

nick and madi had planned this beach trip almost a week ago when they had seen that the weather was going to be in the 90s this weekend

they invited a few friends and told us to meet at madi’s house so we can all go together

so here i am putting on some shorts over my bathing suit before packing a beach bag and heading over to madi’s

once i arrive, i greet everyone with a hug before noticing chris’s gaze wash over my body

i ignore because i figure he’s just not used to seeing so much of me considering i only ever wear hoodies and sweats

we hop into car and laura drives us to the beach

once we get there we walk in and find a spot on the same where we could settle it. the beach was somewhat crowded but not as packed as it always is

i take off my shorts as we get ready to go into the ocean but i continue to notice chris’s gaze onto me

he tried to hide it whenever i would look over at him but i still noticed

we went into the water and had fun with the waves for about half and hour before heading back to our site to grab a snack

we all sat around as we ate our chips and sandwiches that laura had packed for us

“thank god for laura” nick states out loud as we all share a laugh

i take a bite of my turkey sandwich that she had prepped this morning and melt into the flavor

“you got mayo on your lip” chris says as he points to his face to show me where it would be on mine

i take my finger and slowly drag the mayo into my mouth

“good?” i ask

he nods his head slowly

i turn my contact back to nick, matt, and madi’s conversation as i notice chris start to adjust himself from the corner of my eye

i get up to throw my sandwich wrapper out as i look down at him and make eye contact.

i notice the slight bulge that sits uncomfortably in his pants as he tries to hide it

was he hard from me? i question myself as i clean myself off and sit back down next to madi

i look back over at him and see him already staring down at me with a slight pout

he looks so bothered sexually. i can’t just sit here and ignore him

“im gonna try to find the bathrooms, chris come help” i insist out loud as an excuse to leave

“yeah sure.” he says before getting up and trying to shield his bulge away from our friends

i guide him to the changing room as he follows blindly

“wh- what are we doing?” he says shyly

“it’s okay chris, i’m gonna take care of you” i say while slowly undoing my bra

he groans at the sight of my freed breasts before trying to further hide boner

i remove his hands, “no need to hide from me baby. i already know what you need” i say as i sink down onto my knees

i place soft kisses on his bulge from the outside of his pants, creating a soft moan to escape chris’s lips

“shh baby, you gotta be quiet so nobody hears you” i say before sliding his pants down to free his cock

his dick twitches at the contact of my hands when i wrap around his shaft and wrap my mouth around the tip

he covers his mouth to mask his moans at the start a moving pace onto his cock

i jerk his cock back and forth as i use my mouth to push deep down into him.

circling my tongue around the tip whenever i needed a break from using my mouth

i felt the dripping precum leak into my mouth from his arousal as he squirms against the back wall of the changing room

“are you close baby?” i whisper up to him

he nods with his eyes shuttered

i remove my lips from his cock as a plea of confusion erupts all over his face

“sit” i insist

as he sits down on the bench that was accessible in all the dressing rooms, i slowly slide out my bikini bottoms and straddle onto him

i wrap my hands around his neck as he has his hands on my waist

i start to kiss him as i grind against his cock, feeling him moan and whine into my lips.

i angle his cock under me and i slowly start to sink down as hold back my breath from the filling pleasure

chris throws his head back into the wall as i start a fair pace of bouncing up and down on his cock

“f- fuck i don’t know how long i can’t la- last… mmm you’re so fucking tight you’re squeezing against me” he stutters out

i tilt his head to look at me as i ride his cock, “hold out for as long as you can okay? and don’t break eye contact. or i’m gonna stop”

he nods his head as his breath starts to pick up

i cover his mouth to hold him back from making too much noise

with my other hand i start to circle my clit as i continue to look into his eyes.

his eyes flutter back and forth ask he tries to hold back his pleasure

i remove my hand and i start to kiss him again, sloppily kisses with quiet moans that fill into each other as i bounce and circle my clit on his cock

i felt the knot of pleasure in my stomach start to fall loose. i start to bounce on his cock faster as i speed up the circulation on my clit

chris whimpers into the air, “fuck. you c- can’t do th- that. i’m not gonna be able to hold back”

“it’s okay baby, you can cum now. let it all go into me” i say as i start to feel myself release onto his cock

i cover his mouth as i notice his breath start to fasten.

he lets out a hard “mmmmm” into my hands as i feel him slightly thrust up into me, indicating his arrival.

i cover his mouth and he lets his head fall back again the wall

“you’re a freak for getting turned on by the sight of me in a bathing suit” i laugh trying to lighten the mood

“i can’t help it, not when this bathing suit highlights every feature of your beauty” he breaths out

i hop myself off him and lend him a hand up before i start to put my bikini back on

we leave the changing room and head to bathroom so i can clean up while he waits outside

after i finish we head back to our spot where matt, nick, and madi are waiting for us

“what took you guys so long?” nick asks shamelessly

“the bathrooms line was so long you’d think we were on the waitlist to enter the gates of heaven..” i lie

they all share a laugh while i look at chris

“yeah no it was fucking crazy.” chris adds before looking back at me with a smirk

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rafeandonlyrafe · 4 months

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christmas stocking

words: 1.3k

warnings: established relationship, reader has really good relationship with parents, implied bad family situation for rafe, christmas celebrations

taglist: @drewstarkeyslut @thelomlisrafecameron @f4ll-for-you @dilvcv @winterrrnight @drudyslut @drewsbaby @jjmaybankswifes-blog @rafescokenostril @jjsmarijuana @jjmaybankisbae @seeingstarks @angelofcigs @cece45450 @babygorewhore @vanessa-rafesgirl @michelleisheres-blog

“hey momma.” you say with a smile as you answer the phone, clicking it to speaker so you continue to work.

“hi baby girl!” your moms voice rings out through the speaker. “did you figure out what time you're leaving?”

“looks like tomorrow at 10 am, then we should be to yours by dinner.” you hum, glancing at the clock while continuing to pack up. “oh, change of plans by the way. rafe is coming with me.”

“oh yay!” your mom squeals. she only met rafe once when she came to visit you in the outer banks at your new house, but it was so early on in your relationship that she didn't really get to know him well, and things are a lot more serious now. “i can't wait to have my babies home for christmas.”

“does that mean andrew will be able to make it?” you ask, inquiring about your brother.

“they'll be here, but leaving the day after christmas for his wife's family.”

“okay, that sounds good. itll be nice to have the four of us back together, plus rafe and diana.” you hum. ever since your brother went away for college when he turned 18, and you left two short years after to move to the outer banks, it was hard to get the whole family together, even for the holidays. you spent the last two christmases in the outer banks, one spent alone in your new house, the other with the camerons.

you were shocked by how different their christmas was than what you were used to. it was cold and devoid of any traditions besides what was seemingly forced on the kids of the family. you ultimately had a good time with rafe, but you missed the familiarity and fun that you had with your family.

rafe was originally going to stay in the outer banks, not wanting to intrude on your family, but you finally convinced him last night that everyone would be happy to have him.

“okay so tell me about what i can get for rafe.” your mom says, and you just know she's bent over the counter with a notepad and pen in hand, not wanting rafe to be left out of opening presents.

“ready to go rafey?” you ask, looking at the back of the car, trunk filled with your suitcases, while the back seat has already wrapped presents, both for your family and ones for rafe, as well as his for you.

“i am. last chance to say if you forgot something.”

“nope.” you shake your head, “ive gone over my checklist three different times.”

“alright, off to your parents then.” rafe says, leaning over and pressing a kiss to your lips before taking off down the road.

“can we stop? i gotta pee.” you say, looking at the sign for an upcoming rest stop.

“again?” rafe sighs, but there's a small smile gracing his features as he turns the indicator on, pulling off to the road stop.

you hop out of the car, but rafe follows right behind you, not letting you go in by yourself, always extra cautious when you're out in public, especially away from the outer banks.

“gonna get us snacks.” rafe says, keeping his eye on you as you head into the bathroom, only turning to the vending machines when you disappear behind the tile wall.

“hey baby.” rafe says softly, stroking over your thigh to wake you up. “we're almost there.”

you stretch with a yawn, rubbing at your tired eyes. you blink them open, realizing the roads are now familiar, about to pull off the highway at your home town exit.

“thanks for driving, rafey.” you say, leaning over the center console to give him a kiss on the cheek. you clean up the car a bit while he finishes the drive, gathering up the wrappers of the chips and snacks and shoving them into a bag to throw away later.

“im so excited.” you say as rafe turns down your road, and your parents house comes into view.

“i can’t wait to get to know them.” rafe says, pulling into the driveway. you can’t help the squeal you let out in excitement as you rush out as soon as the car is in park, briefly turning your head to make sure rafe is following you as you step onto the porch, not bothering to know before flinging open the door, knowing that your parents are no doubt waiting right inside for you.

“mom! dad!” you shout, jumping into their arms as they swallow you into a comforting hug. you press a kiss to both of their cheeks before turning to rafe.

“i brought these for you.” rafe sticks forward his hand, in it a bouquet of flowers, presenting them to your mother.

“oh, rafe, darling you shouldn’t have.” your mom coos, pulling rafe into a hug before rushing into the kitchen to place the flowers into a vase. rafe gives your dad a firm handshake before offering to help carry in your bags.

you smile and look out the door as they chat casually, happy that rafe seems to be fitting in instantly.

“its just so different.” rafe says softly, stroking his hand absentmindedly over your back as you’re curled up next to him on the couch.

“what do you mean?” you hum, pressing your lips against his shoulder, even though you can guess what he’s talking about.

“your family is just so… easy going. and you all get along so well.” rafe says, looking around the living room at your parents sharing a couch, and your brother and his wife sitting in matching armchairs, all chatting happily amongst themselves.

“im lucky to have such an amazing family.” you say, looking to rafe. “and that you’re a part of it.” “i dont want to intrude though, baby. so if you have any traditions you want to be just amongst your-” “shh.” you cut rafe off, a smile on your face. “we all want you here. my mom was so excited when i told her you were coming. you love me right?” you ask, which rafe of course nods. “and we are planning to be together forever right? so of course my family is going to want you around, to include you in our traditions.” “sorry, dears, i couldn't help but overhear.” your mom says with a slightly blush to her cheeks. “forgive me for eavesdropping, but i actually have a gift for you rafe.”

rafe begins to say that he doesn’t need any gifts, but your mom cuts him off with a quick stern look, one he’s seen in you many times.

your mom returns to the room with a small wrapped box in her hands.

“thank you.” rafe says sincerely, setting the box on his lap. you smile, already knowing what is inside, seeing it before when andrew first brought diana to christmas celebrations.

rafe opens the box carefully, attempting not to rip the paper and make a mess, aware of the eyes on him.

“a christmas stocking.” rafe says with a smile as he pulls it out. you wait for him to notice, and you can tell from his body language the second his eyes read over his own name, hand stitched by your mother, signifying rafes place in the family. he tenses for a second before melting completely, body slumping against yours.

you wrap your arms around rafe, knowing this is an emotional moment for him, his moment where he realizes how loved and accepted he is.

“we are so happy you’re a part of our family, rafe.” your mom says, accepting his hug when he stands to embrace her and thank her for the gift, looking to the mantelpiece with all of the family stockings hanging, where his will soon join.

your dad strikes up a conversation with andrew, and you know its to take some of the pressure and attention off rafe as he ducks his head into your neck, pressing soft kisses to the skin there.

“i told you you wouldn’t be intruding.” you whisper, running your fingers through his hair.

“yeah, yeah.” rafe says sarcastically. “you’re right.” you give him a look, before he concedes with a nod. “as always.”

#rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron fic #rafe fic #rafe cameron fanfic #rafe cameron x reader #rafe x reader #rafe cameron fanfiction #rafe fanfic #rafe cameron x you #rafe cameron one shot #rafe fluff #rafe cameron fluff

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slvttysstuff · 4 months

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REBOUND chapter 5

chapter 1

https://www.tumblr.com/slvttysstuff/738042134255583232/rebound?source=share

Chapter 2

https://www.tumblr.com/slvttysstuff/738478643741884416/rebound?source=share

Chapter 3

https://www.tumblr.com/slvttysstuff/738741624067244032/rebound-chapter-3?source=share

Chapter 4

https://www.tumblr.com/slvttysstuff/738994933866905600/rebound-chapter-4?source=share

Summary: months after shelly and jay broke up he found himself in a relationship with you while he hasn't moved on yet from his past lover (shelly)

Warnings: grammatical error

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You with the others decided heading towards your home except for Mia who was phone called by her mom needing her help for something, even though she wanted to tag along she can't

You unzipped your bag finding the house key in the small pouch inside of it while the others were waiting at your back " You got some huge house y/n " June said looking at the two floored house with white,brown and black painted walls

As I was about to enter the key inside the hole the gate swung opened revealing a middle aged woman " hey mom " I greeted as the others bow in front of my mom as a sign of respect and greeting her as well

" what happened to your face?! " My mom exclaimed as she went towards me holding my cheeks scanning those Bandages that were in my face " oh I fell while racing mom " I explained her looks sustain with worries seeing those bandage on my face " did they treat them already? Want me to take a look at it? " My mom asked

I shook my head in response " mom I'm fine, they already clean it up, can we go inside? " I asked as I assure my mom that I was completely fine, she looks over my unfamiliar friends, scanning them one by one not until her eyes landed on jay " oh I see you brought your friends with you, sure come in! " She smiled as she let my friends in

She followed us inside as I told them that they can sit on the couch " mom? Are you going somewhere? " I asked and she nodded " yeah I was just about to head back to the hospital, I have my shift later so don't wait for me " she explained, she's a doctor along with jay's mom that's why both jay and I knew since we were kids because of them

I nodded my head " sure take care " I said to her and gave her a small kiss on the cheeks, " thanks darling " she tooked her bag and was ready to head out " oh wait, I forgot, Owen called earlier he was asking for you but I told him that you weren't at the house that time " she said as I nodded my head in response and then she left

" who's Owen? " Minu asked once my mom left, " oh he was a friend of mine " I answered looking at them " a Friend? We don't see him with you huh? Or we don't see you hanging out with that friend " Dom looked at me confused his finger were at his nose

" idiot of course we couldn't hang out he's living in England " I answered rolling my eyes, they looked at me as if I was lying " England?! " Dom asked I nodded my head " enough with questions! What do you want to eat? I'll cook " I said as I looked at them, " I'm craving for fried chicken right now " Dom said as he layed his head on yuna'a shoulder while rubbing his tummy

" yah! Get off me you stink! " Yuna grumble as she pushes Dom's head " Im craving for ramen " minu said also doing the same with Dom's, I nodded my head at them as I looked over to the four who wasn't saying anything" what about you guys? " I asked " wasn't it too much already? Ramen and fried chicken is enough " June stated " we can have what they want " yuna answered looking over me

I nodded my head " sure I'll cook now, you guys can do anything just don't break things please my mom will kill me " I begged " no need to worry madam! " Dom winked With a wide grin on his face " Ew " yuna mumbled

" I'll go with you " Vinny stood up " I'll help you " jay also stood up, they stopped and looked at each other while the others were watching them " just rest the two of you " I said placing my hands on my waist as I watched them glaring at each other ' what's their problem? '

" I'll help you with the ramen " Vinny said as Dom clapped " yes you should! Your ramen is the most delicious! " Dom said as he did a chef kissed gesture making Vinny looked at him annoyed, " sure " I chuckled " just stay here and rest jay " I said one last time before walking away with Vinny following me

While cooking Vinny spoke " earlier, when you and Dom got into accident, jay was really worried " Vinny said " especially when you fell, he was ready to stop and forget the race and just run towards you " he continues, I was silent I didn't know what to say or answer I just put the chicken onn the hot oil " he's just worried about us there's no meaning about it between me and him " I said as I was facing my back at Vinny

He scoffed " stop acting dumb I know you saw it earlier, even after the race he was already looking out for you " he said with his annoyed tone, I kept in silence not wanting to talk about what happened earlier

" how am I supposed to move on if you kept giving me those hopes Vinny" I muttered, leaning on the counter waiting for the chicken to turned into golden brown " as if you're really trying to move on " Vinny scoffed at your lies " I am! " I looked at him

" but still, its really hard you know, being in a circle with friends with him.." I looked down " I always got to see him " I continued

" then try distracting yourself" Vinny crossed his arms looking down at me " how? " I asked looking up at him meeting his beautiful unpaired eye color, we looked at each other for a moment no one dared to break the eye contact, at that time I felt a tingling sensation on my stomach as if something inside of it was dancing, I should ask my mom about it later...

Vinny walked forward towards me as he put both of his arms on the counter cornering me, he didn't bother to cut the eye contact were having, his gaze were alluring but what shock me the most was the next words that came out of his mouth

" then use me as your distraction instead..."

#dom kang #jay jo x reader #jo jay #shelly scott #vinny hong #windbreaker #windbreaker angst #angst #hummingbird #minu yoon

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intotitties · 7 months

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For a hazel x reader can it be where they are dating and someone flirts with the reader and when the reader tells them that they have a girlfriend they don’t back off so hazel steps in.

Hazel Callahan x reader

warnings: jealousy, loser Hazel, mentions of drinking, kissing, 18+ themes i think? (no smut)

a/n: im not sure how i feel about this one but i hope i didn’t fuck up a good idea for fanfic lol. also i still take requests so dont be shy!! id love to write for yall, but read my info first:) enjoy!!

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You and Hazel were at Isabels birthday party. Her house is so big! You felt like she invited your whole school and some people you had never seen in your life before.

After some drinks you and girls from the club started dancing together. Hazels hands almost never leaving yours and her eyes almost never leaving your face. She wasn’t drinking, since she doesn’t like alcohol very much.

When Hazel left to toilet, you could see a girl coming in your direction. A slight smirk appeared on her face as you two made eye contact.

— Hi! You’re so pretty and i thought maybe you wanna.. dance together? - she said in warm tone, the scent of alcohol irritated your nose.

— Oh, i’m sorry! I have a girlfriend - you looked around, hoping someone will save you.

— Yeah they’re sooo in love, hickeys everyday, walls thin you could- you hit PJ in the stomach before she could finish her sentence. Quiet, indignant “what the fuck” left your mouth in a response.

— Dancing is not cheating, right? - the girl said, trying to be cute while curling strand of your hair around her finger.

Then someone pulled the girl back.

— She said that she’s taken - said Hazel as her grip on the girls arm tightened.

— Really? - she looked up and down your girlfriend- You’re dating this? - she tried to free herself from Hazels grip, but she only squeezed it harder.

— Fuck off girl - you said in annoyed tone - Haze, let go of her.

As soon as the girl left Hazel hugged you tightly, a quiet “im sorry” left her mouth.

— Haze, sweetheart you have nothing to be sorry about - you caressed her hair while swaying to the music.

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You could see how quiet she went after the accident. Her eyes following that girl every single chance they got.

It was around 1am when you lost Hazel from your eyesight.

You went to the bathroom to look for her, but then you heard cheering and shouting from the garden.

As soon as you got closer you could see Hazel fighting with that girl.

— Girls! - you shouted before Hazel could punch the girl in her face.

She stood up immediately as she noticed you.

— Let’s go Haze - you said, leaving the girl on the grass while dragging your girlfriend by the collar of her shirt.

You pushed your bleeding girl in the bathroom and closed the door behind you.

— I’m cleaning you out and you’re explaining yourself - your mad tone sent shivers down her spine, she leaned on the sink while you put a swab under the water.

— Did you not see the way she was looking at you? It just made my blood boil! She was teasing me about it every time i looked at her; like biting her lips at you - she groaned and tilted her head back - And what was that “your dating this?” - she mocked the girl - Who the hell this girl think she is?

You got closer, her eyes following your every move.

— And.. she pulled my hair first.. - she said, her tone getting quieter with every word.

The closer you were, the more she couldn’t concentrate on anything that was happening around her. She even forgot that she was bleeding.

You carefully started cleaning her nose. Luckily, it didn’t seem like it was broken or something.

— All done - you said as you threw up the bloody swab to the toilet.

You cleaned your hands in the sink, feeling her eyes on you all the time.

— I’ll go insane if you don’t kiss me right now - she said quietly, looking at her shoes.

You laughed under your nose and got closer, your eyes meeting hers as your faces were only inches away.

— Do you think you deserve a kiss? Because i don’t- you slightly tilted your head, which made her face flush deeply.

Without any words she crashed her lips with yours, her hands travelling to your lower back while sweet sighs were escaping her mouth.

For the rest of the night she didn’t leave your side. You two danced with your friends and drank a little more. After 2 hours both of you fell asleep together on the couch while talking about stars.

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#hazel callahan #hazel callahan x reader #bottoms movie #hazel bottoms #bottoms 2023 #hazel callahan fluff #hazel callahan bottoms #ruby cruz #kit tanthalos #wlw #wlw blog

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hoes-love-lani · 2 months

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Not What It Looks Like Pt. 1

Request: Omg Lani, I’m so fucking high rn and I gots an idea. What about a ghostface Amber fic where she breaks into r’s house as ghostface. I kinda want it to be like in scream 1996 with Tatum where r goes: “don’t kill me Mr ghostface, I wanna be in the sequel.” But like ghostface/amber spares them for s*x in return. And then r finds out it’s Amber bc of the way ghostface is fucking them. ITS A LOT, I KNOW BUT I FEEL LIKE IM COOKING UP SOMETHING HERE- (anyway, I love your work ;3, keep doing yo shi bsf)

Pairing: Ghostface!Amber x fem!reader

Summary: Ghostface breaks into r’s apartment, fearing for her life, r would do anything to survive.

Warning: Ghostface, breaking in, red text color is ghostface talking, set in scream 5 but with certain characters added from scream 6🤓

A/n: okay Walter white, I see you cooking up something other than that weed :3 I love this request tho, istg I gotta get high more often to create ideas this good LMAO! No but seriously, this sounds amazing and thank you for asking me to write this! (Plus, I find it funny that you censored sex)

You were at your friend Tara’s dorm with the rest of your friend group, playing uno and getting drunk. You were sat down between Tara and your girlfriend Amber. She rested her hand on your thigh as she watched the game, sipping on her beer.

“Uno!” You raised your hands in the air as a sign in victory, the rest of the group groaning and slamming their cards down onto the wooden dining table.

As you cheered and gloated in front of everyone’s face, the news on the TV started blaring, the siren blaring in your ears.

“Breaking News: Blackmore University film student by the name of Jason Carvey was found brutally stabbed in his dorm. The mutilated body of his roommate, Gary Bruckner, has been found crammed inside the fridge. A bloody Ghostface mask was found on the scene, police ran a DNA test and concluded that the mask belonged to Billy Loomis,”

“The infamous Ghostface of Woodsboro,” You and the group finished the sentence in unison. After the Woodsboro attack, the group moved to New York to live a “normal life”

But it looks like the plans gone to shit.

Amber reached over for the remote and shut the TV off. When you looked at her, her expression was stone cold, her jaw clenched as she stared at the blank screen. You originally thought it was from shock, but there was something in the way her lips pursed too hard that made it seem odd.

“It’s probably not even Ghostface this time, just some random looking for a thrill.” Mindy said as she got up to grab another beer.

“I’m sorry, Catherine Obvious, but have you been here for the past year?” Chad waved his hand in front of Mindy’s face when she sat down. “It’s obviously him… they followed us.” He leaned back his chair, drumming his fingers on his arm.

The room was silent for a moment, everyone taking in the information that no one wanted to hear.

“We need to go.” Sam stared down in the middle of the table, her eyes burning holes into the colorful Uno cards.

“Psh, Sam, it’ll be fine. Don’t be dramatic.” Amber smirked as she wrapped her arm around your shoulder, her attitude completely different than what it was 10 seconds ago.

Sam threw a death-glance at Amber, about to cuss her out before Anika spoke up,

“Yeah, I think we’ll be fine. If anything, we have cute boy across the street to help us.” Anika smirked as Sam’s face grew a bright red, muttering something under her breath before beelining to her room.

“Well. I say we call it a night.” Chad said as he stretched his arms over his head.

Everyone agreed and collected their belongings while Mindy was (rightfully) the one to help clean up everything.

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Amber had her arm wrapped around your waist as she walked you back to your dorm. When you arrived, Amber softly kissed your cheek as her other hand traveled up your shoulder, her fingers digging into your skin.

“Be safe, y/n. I can’t handle another one of Sam’s hour-long speeches about sticking together.”

You softly chuckled as she swept a strand of hair from your face. “I’ll try. But if anything happens, I’ll call you. Goodnight, Amber.” You softly squeezed her arm before letting go, entering your dorm as you blew her a kiss.

You locked the door behind you, placing your phone and keys on the entryway table. You stretched your arms above your head, your muscles tense from the game and a pounding headache from the news and the amount of alcohol in your system.

You walked into your bedroom, taking off your shoes before grabbing a pair of pajamas and heading to the bathroom, your steps slow and relaxed.

The hot water of the shower rained down on you, your muscles relaxing from the aroma of the lavender bodywash that Amber bought for you. The soap suds ran down your curves, collecting at the foot of the shower before being washed away.

When you finished and wrapped yourself in a towel, you walked to the sink to brush your teeth. The spearmint toothpaste lingered in your mouth before being replaced with the strong taste of the cool mint mouthwash you spat out into the sink.

You put in a black bra and a pair of black panties before grabbing your pajamas. The blue cotton antic stuck to your damp body as you pulled the shirt over your head and stepped into the matching pants.

You threw your dirty clothes into the weaven laundry hamper, the bin rocking against the wall for a split second.

You sat down in front of your vanity, grabbing your brush and running it through the knots in your hair. The brush caught on one particularly big knot in your hair. As you struggled to brush it out, the landline that was sitting on your bedside table started ringing.

“Unknown Number”

The words flashed on the tiny screen as the ringing filled the room.

Once you brushed out the tangle, you reached over to press the “accept” button on the landline.

“Hello? Y/n speaking. ” You called out as you ran a hand through your hair.

“Hello? Is Maria there?” The voice on the other line was adenoidal and croaky.

Maria was your roommate who was currently out of town, visiting her parents.

“No, she’s not available. Might I ask who this is?”

“I’m Joey. I’m in her trig class” The caller cleared their throat.

“Oh yeah? Joey from trigonometry. How come I’ve never heard of you, Joey from trigonometry?” You smirked as you teased the poor person on the other line.

“You sound exactly like how she describes you.”

“She talks about me?

“I don’t think I can really talk about that.”

“What does she say about me?”

“She says that you’re creative. You love reading and TV and movies.”

“Lots of people love movies.”

“Yeah, but she says you love scary movies and that you guys have that in common.”

“She told me the other day, she wonders…” The voice trailed off for a moment before continuing.

“What’s your favorite scary movie?”

Your ear perked up as you faced the landline, the bright green color of the screen stared at you, blinking the numbers over and over again.

“Well, I really liked “X”. It’s great representation of the psycho-biddy genre.”

“Sounds kinda boring to me. Have you ever seen Stab?”

“Once, i think. At a sleepover when I was, like, 12.”

“You lived in Woodsboro when you were a kid and you don’t know Stab?”

Now that, caught your attention. No one exceopt for the rest of the group knew you were from Woodsboro. You picked up the phone, pulling it to your ear as you made your way back into the living room to grab your cell.

“How’d you know I lived in Woodsboro?”

The voice on the other line was replaced by heavy breathing and the sound of rummaging.

“This isn’t fucking funny, Amber.”

“I told you, this isn’t Amber. But you’re looking particularly fetching tonight. Those blue pajamas really fit you.”

“What do you want?” You grabbed your phone and pulled up the dial button, as you pressed in the 9 and 1, the voice boomed again.

“Stop right there, y/n. You call the cops, you die. You hang up the phone, you die. It’s not hard getting into your dorm. Especially when you leave your window unlocked.”

That’s when you felt the slight breeze behind you. As you turned around, you saw that the living room window was wide open, the wind flowing with the curtains.

You bolted to the window, slamming it shut and locking it. You ran into your room, locking the door behind you.

The voice came on the landline again, “Come on, y/n… Don’t be shy, come and find me…”

You searched every nook and cranny in your room, carefully making sure there was no sign of Ghostface here.

When you searched under your bed, you found a bloody Ghostface mask, more blood stuck to your hands the longer you held it… it was easy to recognize this one too…

Mickey Alteri

The 2nd Ghostface

“What the fu-,” was all you could manage to get out before you heard the doors of your closet adjacent to the bed, crashing open. A black-robed figure sprinting at you was the last thing you saw before being tackled to the ground by Ghostface. A knife was pressed against your throat from the person above you, the voice changer crackled with every heavy breath.

“Surprise, y/n.”

#amber freeman x reader #amber freeman #tara carpenter x reader #mikey madison #scream 5 #scream franchise #scream movies #Spotify

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tillthelandslide · 8 months

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Same For You: (4) No Need to Explain

Series Warnings: slow burn romance, eventual smut, age gap, complicated relationship (low-key unhealthy dynamics), eventual love...

A/n: okay.... Here's part 4, honestly I am so so excited for you guys to see what it's in store for this series, every chapter I am more and more proud of and I am really enjoying working on this, it's actually making me so happy and I love this series (never thought I'd say that about my own work) I know it's a bit slow to get going but please bare with me.... It will be worth it truth me! Love you lots - Lou 🫶🏼

IM SORRY I JUST COULDN'T WAIT TO POST IT...

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(3) The Deal

Matty's house was very... Plain? She was unsure whether that was the appropriate word to describe it, she liked it, it felt arty and edgy, but she preferred a space that felt like home. Of course there were things scattered around his house that screamed "Matty". Things that added a special touch to his space, but she felt a little lonely looking around the hallway, following the man into his kitchen.

"Nice place" she comments, not entirely telling the truth. His eyes find her face and he scans it, noting the way she smiled but how it didn't quite reach her eyes, a tell tale sign of her lying.

"Really? Doesn't really seem liked your kind of thing" he asks and she pulls a funny face at him, not able to lie. He only chuckles at her as he clicks the kettle on.

"Bit too neat for my liking..." She says and he laughs again. His house was visually pleasing, she'd be silly to deny that, but it didn't feel lived in. She likes the feeling she got when she went back to her mother's house, the warm feeling in her stomach, her heart feeling like it was back home again. She didn't get that from Matty's place and looking around the room, she didn't see how he could feel that way either.

"You can call me boring love, it's fine....I won't take offense" she shakes her head, and again he's laughing. She gets that feeling in her stomach again, it dips and then soars and she thought it was only one reserved for Ross, but now, sitting across from Matty, she's learning that maybe that wasn't the case.

"No... No not boring, just wasn't what I expected is all. I like it, it's very aesthetic. Just not as homey as I personally like..." She pauses as she looks around the room, even his kitchen was clean cut and raw, there weren't many decorations and if she didn't know him she'd think he'd just moved in.

"Does it not get lonely? I can imagine it would" she says and if she was asked, she'd blame it on the alcohol she'd consumed. She takes in the furrow of Mattys eyebrows and the way he runs a hand along his chin as he looks at her. Matty quite liked the way she was unwaveringly honest with him, she didn't hold herself back despite people typically doing so when they hadn't known each other all that long. Matty was like that too... Another similarity that drew them together.

"Sorry....I'm intruding" she says just as the kettle clicks, Matty turns away from her, attending to the tea.

"How'd you take it love?" He asks, ignoring the desire to take the piss out of his own words, make an innuendo just to ease some of the tension. But he then thinks it's better to just welcome it, for it was with her, if it was her asking questions that made him slightly uncomfortable, he knew he wouldn't mind all that much.

"Milky please... Two sugars" she says and he makes it how she likes, turning back to her and placing the tea in front of her.

"We can sit in my living room if you'd like? Slightly more 'homey" then the rest of the house" he jests and she raises a hand over her heart, feigning hurt.

"You're never going to let me live that down are you?" She says and she begins following him to the other room.

"I mean, I invited you into my home and so far all you've done is take the piss" he jokes, he sits down, quite close to her considering the sofa was large enough for three. He sees her shiver and he sighs.

"hold this a second" he asks, despite the fact he has a coffee table. She does as he says and their fingers graze before he disappears, running upstairs. Whilst he's gone she takes in the two mugs she's holding and the sight brings a genuine smile to her lips.

His is a white mug with red writing that reads "world's best dad", whilst he's given her another white mug that reads "some people just need a high five" in big letters with smaller letters underneath that read "in the face with a chair" she chuckles out loud and she can hear Matty hum from upstairs.

She then hears him run back down the stairs, before he's standing before her again, a large hoodie resting in his arms.

"Here" he says, handing it to her.

"thanks" she says, handing him both cups as she tugs the jumper over her head. It seems like cigarettes and him and the edges are frayed but the fabric underneath is soft and feels warm against her skin. The fabric was creased, it had been worn recently, he had worn it and again that warm fuzzy feeling appears in her stomach. She tries to push it away as she peers across at him, taking in the small smile that rests against his mouth, she watches his eyes rake down her form and her mouth goes dry. She shouldn't be feeling like this, it was wrong.

"cute' he comments as he gives her the mug back, she simply smiles at him. He holds his cup in one hand, resting his arm around the back of the sofa, hand resting next to her head as they look at each other.

"Nice mugs" she laughs again and his eyes flick between the mugs, bringing the hand that's next to her up to his face when he realises what he's done.

"I'm so sorry" there's no real reason to apologise so she brings her hand to his and takes it away from her face and squeezes it, shaking her head at him.

"It's fine... I like them - very you" he raises his eyebrows at that and she laughs again, he laughs alone with her after a beat. Eventually when their laughter dies down, his eyes flick to her their intertwined hand and he feels himself blush. His mind flicks to Ross, and he immediately pulls his hand away (although gently as to not offend her) and he places it back next to her head.

"To answer your question earlier... Yes, it gets lonely" he says and she smiles sadly at him.

"Bet you're hardly here though right? Always on the road?" She asks and he nods.

"Yeah... Don't spend that much time here... Sometimes makes it worse to be honest" he says and she frowns at him.

"How so?"

"When we're on tour, I got my boys y'know. The truth is, they're home to me... So when I'm here and they're not... It's just lonely" he says and she nods, understanding. She leans her head against his hand, and he smiles at her as she does. Her cheek is warm against the skin there and he feels electricity spark against his hand.

He wanted nothing more than to lean forward and grasp her face in his hold, never letting her go... But he couldn't... Not when it was clear Ross was also interested. He debates whether to bring up the bassist and despite knowing he shouldn't, he can't help it.

"Looked awfully cosy with Ross tonight... Wearing his jacket and everything" Matty comments. She knew something was up earlier, and she feels conflicted that he seems to be bothered by it. She felt more than confused about her feelings, it was obvious she cared for Matty too much already, he made her smile and laugh, and she had that warm fuzzy feeling in her stomach when she spoke to him.

But Ross excited her, she wanted to know everything there was to know about him, she also felt at home with the man. He could smile and her heart would soar and her hairs would stand on end. She was fucked.

"You don't like that" she says, it wasn't a question, it was a statement and Matty doesn't know how to respond.

"I wouldn't say that no... I dunno y/n. I feel sort of protective over you. Not that Ross would do anything bad. Quite the opposite. I dunno. It's complicated"

Complicated didn't even begin to describe it. She had never felt this way before, she couldn't pinpoint what she felt for the both of them, but she also felt horrible because the truth was she hardly knew either of them yet, not truly, not for long enough.

"Nothing will happen if you don't want it to" she says and she doesn't really know why she does, it just slips out. She didn't know how to feel and clearly her brain wasn't functioning properly. She knew ideally she shouldn't be thinking about either of them this way, she was working with them now. It was unprofessional.

"Do you want something to happen?" He asks and he watches as she removes her face from against his hand, taking a sip of her tea as she shrugs.

"I hardly know either of you Matty... And I'm about to be working with you both. So it's not a good idea" she says and he nods slowly, eyes wandering over her facial features, fingertips plucking his lips, rolling the bottom one between his thumb and finger. As he looks at her in can't help but find a flaw in her words, they did know each other, maybe they hadn't known each other for very long but he already knew things about her that made him care for her deeply, that made him yearn for her.

"Okay... But ignore that for a second. What do you feel?" He asks and she just laughs, because she couldn't give him an answer. She didn't know. Or she was in denial.

"I don't know" she says honestly. The only way she could describe it, was that she felt a pull towards the both of them, she was unsure what that meant, or whether that meant she liked one or the other, but she knew when she was with Matty, she didn't feel so alone, he was with someone who was similar to her, who understood the dark parts of her soul.

But when she was with Ross, she felt like she was the person she wanted to be, someone desired, someone wanted. Ross represented a different part of herself, someone free, someone happy, someone who finally felt at home and she liked who she was and how she felt when she was around him.

"Hmm" he doesn't press any further and instead they both finish their tea and she explains that she should head home soon. She retrieves her phone from Matty's coat pocket, the both of them standing at his door as they wait for the Uber to arrive. She peers at the time, 1:02 it reads and she frowns slightly, seeing a text from Ross. She's still wearing his hoodie and she doesn't plan on taking it off and he smiles at that.

"Thank you for the tea" she says and somehow his hand weaves its way into hers, most of it is hidden under the fabric but his hand slips beneath it, grasping the warm but small hand in his.

"You're welcome" he says, pulling her towards him to hug her tightly. His arms wrap around her waist, and he pulls her up slightly, forcing her on her tip toes. Her arms weave their way across his shoulders, tucking her head to the side against his chest as his tuck into her neck.

She feels his breath caressing her skin and feels the symphony of his heart, drumming against her ear. It was intimate, it was nice. He sighs deeply and she feels his lips contort into a smile against her neck, they weren't pressed against the skin but they grazed it. Goosebumps. She had goosebumps.

"Let me know when you're home okay?" She nods into his embrace "and maybe... If you figure out how you're feeling... Give me a text" he says and his words surprise her, she doesn't know what they mean, or what he wants. She pulls away from the man, looking up into his eyes and nodding. Their hands don't let go of each other until their fingertips are unable to touch anymore and finally they drop.

She then slips into the Uber and feels even more confused then she initially did, especially when she sees two more texts from Ross.

"Love? Xx" One reads.

"I'm hoping you've just fallen asleep... Won't take offense this time 😋xx" the next reads.

"I'm so so sorry! I wasn't ignoring you I swear.. Matty left his keys in his coat and I dropped them off. On my way home now though. I promise I'm safe xx" she replies back, seeing three dots appear before they disappear again.

She frowns at that, did she upset him?

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She meets with the band the next day, explaining the plans in further detail to them. They all (apart from Jay) seem to be okay with the idea, excited to be working the band.

"Alright Jay stop being a dick, you could've easily come to the meeting with y/n and had your say but you didn't... So now majority rules and you're going to have to deal with it" Abbie argues, standing up for her friend which ultimately y/n is thankful for.

Jay sighs and pouts whilst the rest ask some more questions, all of which she answers happily.

"So Matty is really keen to have all of us in the studio together, give us a chance to get to know everyone... We can sit down and show them what we've got if we want... Or start from scratch" y/n explains, they all nod, smiling widely.

"I'm so fucking hyped man" Clara says making everyone laugh "this is going to be epic" she says and y/n cant help but smile widely as she speaks.

Eventually everyone has to leave for their day jobs, but y/n says at the coffee shop, receiving a text from Ross.

"Want to grab that coffee we spoke about? Xx" she's thankful that he's not annoyed or upset enough to completely ignore her.

"Absolutely! I'm actually at a place now, was just catching up with the band but they've gone to work" she says, texting him the address after. He arrives maybe 10 minutes later and she can't help but smile widely when he walks through the door. He wears a black hoodie that is big but not so big it drowns him, she can still make out his good figure, and the way his chest still sits flush against the fabric. A pair of old blue jeans rest against his legs and her eyes can't help but find his thighs, despite her brain telling her not to.

He walks over to the counter, quickly ordering himself a drink before he makes his way over to her. Placing his drink down so he could properly say hello.

She stands up to greet him, the pair meeting in a tight hug. She hears him sigh against her and she swear she can sense how wide he's smiling. And he's there again, invading her senses, completly taking them over, commanding them.

"Hi" he says as they pull away from each other.

"hi" she smiles as she sits down, leaning on the palm of her hand as she looks across at him. He begs himself to get a grip, heart increasing tenfold as he looks at her, she looked so adorable sitting there like that, the jumper she's wearing, hooked up over her hands to keep her warm.

"So... You said the others went to work? What are you still doing here then?" He asks and she smiles.

"Well... Lucky for me music is my day job" she says and he raises his eyebrows up at her.

"Yeah I write songs for other artists, I've got a small studio in the garage of our house" she says, referring to the band who all live together. "I make stuff for other people as and when the offers there"

"Wow, that's cool... Show me what you're working on at the moment?" He asks and she slides the open note book towards him, their fingertips graze as she hands it to him and they hold eye contact for far too long before his eyes slowly wander down to the paper, reading the words on the page.

"This one is actually for us... Maybe" she says, referencing the band again. She forces the words out despite the way her breath is failing her. Did he feel it too? The way it felt like electricity buzzed between them when they made contact? The way it felt like time slowed as they looked into each other's eyes? The way it felt so god damn difficult to break the eye contact that just felt right?

Her handwriting is small, neat and delicate and he smiles as he reads over the words. His mind flicks to the idea of seeing her write his name, a random thought, a slightly obscure desire but one the man suddenly feels himself in dire need of.

"Not my best work..." She says and he flicks his eyes to meet hers, shaking his head.

"What?" She asks, leaning back against her chair, arms crossed. She looks so cute like that, he thinks, all stubborn and pouty, almost mad that he wasn't just saying what he was thinking. Instead he was shaking his head, sending unclear and blurry messages her way. She wants nothing more than to crawl inside his mind and be able to see every thought, touch every desire and set alight all his doubts.

He feels himself wanting to lean forward, to do something to stop that look, to make her smile at him, for him. A boop of her nose that would make it crinkle in a way that would somehow make her look even cuter. Maybe he could graze his nose against hers in an Eskimo kiss, feeling the way her breath hit his lips, hearing the way she'd giggle that giggle that he was already obsessed with. Maybe he could lean forward until his lips were nearly touching hers and just maybe when the tension became too much she'd give in, drop that look from her face and just have to kiss him, because she wouldn't be able to handle the distance apart anymore.

But he couldn't do that, he couldn't do any of it.

"Can't believe you can't see how amazing you are" he says, beginning to read part of what she had written out loud. She tries not to cringe at him speaking her own words.

"You can feel it in your soul Close your eyes and lose control Set it free and let it go Now I'm gonna let you know You'll never stop these changing roads This is the way our story goes"

"That's amazing love" he says and she blushes deeply.

"It's okay... You should really hear the demo to get the full experience" she says and he smiles.

"Tell me about it" he says, leaning forward, clinging on to her every word. She goes on to explain how she did an arrangement of strings and different sounding guitars, the song building up as you listen, and Ross can't get enough, asking question after question, just wanting a peek into her brain.

"Wow... Sounds impressive" he says.

"Thanks" she tilts her head down slightly to shield her face from him, which was tinted red at the cheeks. Her hair falls in front of her face and this time he can't resist leaning forward and hooking it behind her ear.

"You look very pretty today" he comments making her blush even more.

"Thanks..." She seems shy now and Ross finds himself liking the change in her behaviour, proud that he drew that from her. Her phone buzzes on the table and his eyes flick down to it at the same time hers do, reading "Bestie", Ross's eyebrows furrow at it, wondering again if his speculations were right.

"Sorry... It's just Matty" she says, placing her phone back down without replying. Ross doesn't know how to feel about the fact he was named that in her phone, or how to feel that he was texting her. But he quite likes how she doesn't reply, giving him her attention. He remembers her text last night and feels guilty he invited it. But the truth is he didn't know how to reply without making it obvious he was jealous.

"Just recommended me a song to listen to" she explains. Ross can't explain how the fact she was open with him, the fact that she told him exactly what the text was about, instead of leaving him guessing... He couldn't explain why he felt happy, but he did. His mind still flicks back to last night though.

"So... You went to his last night?" He asks, taking a sip from his coffee cup, attempting not to sound jealous or bitter.

"Yeah... The idiot left his keys in the coat. I just had a cup of tea and then went home" that piece of information appeases Ross and he pushes the unwanted and perhaps unneeded jealousy aside.

"He does make a mean brew" his tone has changed now and y/n sighs, feeling a pressure removed from her shoulders. Ross smiles at her and she smiles back.

"You know nothing's happening with Matty right?" She doesn't quite know why she asks it. But she felt like she had to, it was obvious something was happening between her and the bassist (whether it should be or not) and she didn't want him thinking something that wasn't true.

"oh" he says simply, he was then the one that was blushing, embarrassed that it was that obvious he had a problem with it.

"It's hard to explain but... Matty and I are really similar... I see myself in him a lot. And I guess that just draws us together a little bit y'know?" She asks and he nods.

"You don't have to explain yourself y/n, it's fine" but he smiles and secretly likes that she explains, that she tells him the truth. It saves him stressing about what was going on with her and Matty (although he still does, or perhaps just a little less than he usually would). And he supposes it makes her intentions a little clearer, less foggy.

"I know... But I want to" she says and he smiles wider now, reaching for her hand, deciding to cast any apprehension aside and just do what he wanted, which right now, was holding her hand.

The pair begin to talk about everything, finally getting to know each other the way they wanted. And again she feels like she's known him for years. She's surprised to find out how funny he was and how forward he could be, how flirty he was when he wanted. She wasn't surprised to find out that he was kind, unbelievably so and maybe too much for his own good, it was obvious how deeply he cared for others.

She found herself wanting, no, needing, to spend more time with him and the idea that they'd be working with each other made her feel undeniably happy.

When they eventually have to go their separate ways, the hug lasts a little bit too long to be considered friendly, and the way his hands drop to hold hers, not letting them go until someone has to literally squeeze past the pair, has her heart beating fast (which only returns to normal when she's far far away from him).

Ross made the blood in her veins redundant, it wasn't carrying oxygen to her body to keep it alive for the oxygen she needed to breathe was replaced by him when they were together. It wasn't air that she needed to survive, it was him. Ross caused her heart to play it's own symphony, one in which was vibrant and beautiful and made her question how she lived without him up until now.

She was well and truly obsessed, she didn't know whether this was right or wrong, whether she was delusional or of sound mind, whether this was good or bad. But one thing was for certain, whatever this was, there was no stopping it now, no matter how hard she tried to. Although neither of them knew that yet...

(5) Changing Roads

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grimreaperschild · 10 months

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summary: you and your housemates are thrown into a completely different world and for some reason they all look to you for answers

warnings: angst, character death, gore

a/n: this was so fun to write, definitely want to make this a series! give me your thoughts and mdni pls-🦷

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you’re shaken awake by chad, you slap his hands away trying to roll over “y/n wake up- please there’s something on the news- tara liv and quin are out- somethings wrong.” his voice is shrill, his tone showing you how scared he is your up in an instant booking it to the living room where your housemates are, mindy and anika are sat hand in hand starting at the tv, sams pacing ethan is sat on the floor looking white as a ghost chad comes behind you looking concerned, you turn your attention to the tv “breaking news! people all around the world are going rabid some are saying it’s a side affect of the new covid-19 virus please stay inside until further notice” the same message playing on repeat.

that has you pulling your phone out of your pocket, pressing your girlfriend tara’s contact with shaky fingers, it rings 3 times before she picks up “baby! we are nearly home, open the door” she sounds breathless you don’t say anything as you try to walk to the door, failing miserably you all but sprint to your front door throwing it open with a bang just in time to see a homeless man giving chase to the 3, you don’t remember moving but the next thing you know your down your steps and running towards them, you get there just as he pounces on quin she lets out a scream as he takes her to the floor you haul him off her punching him square in the nose a sickening crunch is heard as he falls “fuck” you hiss shaking out your hand, he makes a move to jump up but before you can do anymore damage tara is pulling you by your arm “y/n leave it come on please we need to get to the house” you don’t argue.

as soon as the door slams shut your pulling the smaller girl into your arms checking every inch of her “tara are you hurt, what happened” she relaxes into your hold and snuggles into you “im ok we were on our way back from the mall and people just started screaming and chasing each other we ran home as fast as we could” a yell comes from the living room and you follow the noise hand in hand with tara, ethan is stood pointing at quin red in the face sam is stiff bedside him liv and chad are standing protectively behind quin who looks like she’s about to throw up.

you quickly stand between the group hands raised “whoa, what the fuck is going on guys” you question voice soft but firm, they all start explaining at the same time “ok ok i can’t understand you if you all talk over each other like this” you point at ethan who still has his hand raised “why are you yelling” this snaps him out of his trance as he starts pacing again “she’s bit y/n that dude bit her, this is zombie apocalypse 101 she’s gonna turn im telling you we need to get her out” you raise your eyebrow at sam “your with him on this one? didn’t take you for a paranoia kinda girl” she shrugs her shoulders “somethings not right, i can feel it” you turn to quin “that homeless dude bit you?” she nods tears spilling out over her cheeks “ok, i think we all need to calm down, t could you make everyone some hot chocolate? im gonna clean quin up” she nods and makes her way into the kitchen. ethan throws his hands up “what your just letting her stay” he takes a menacing step towards her “ethan calm down we don’t know anything yet last thing we need is you trying to kill people because you read too many comic books” chad says getting up in his face pushing him back, you have to step in again “first of all it’s a tv show as well as comics and we don’t need you going all hero right now either, sit” you point to the sofa “you too ethan” you turn and give him a pointed look he frowns but sits anyway, you grab quins shoulders and steer her to the bathroom.

she’s sat on the toilet seat while you clean the bite he managed to sink his teeth in good, right where her neck meets her shoulder, you put pressure on to stop the slow trickle of blood “do you think ethan’s right” she’s shaking and your not sure if it’s from the adrenaline or the way she’s been softly crying this whole time “i don’t think so q, i mean if you were gonna catch some virus it would have been from that goblin i found in the kitchen last week” she giggles at that finally cracking a smile “yeah i made a bad choice with that one huh” “you make quite a few bad choices” you take the cloth off her shoulder readying the hydrogen peroxide “this is gonna hurt like a bitch” you warned, she nods you pour a hefty amount onto a clean cloth and press it to her shoulder, she lets out a cry and a fresh wave of tears spill out of her eyes “im sorry q, nearly done” she doesn’t say anything else as you put a patch over the bite.

3 soft knocks on the door as it opens and tara pokes her head in “hey hot chocolates made” she smiles half heartedly “go on i’ve told ethan to quit it” she smiles at you gratefully slipping past tara and out of sight, your shoulders slump as soon as the door closes tara gives you a once over with her eyes and points to the counter top, you oblige happily jumping up and opening your legs so she can stand between them. she takes your hand gently in her own you didn’t even realise you were bleeding till she started the cleaning process, she places a soft kiss to your bandaged knuckles when she’s done looking up at you with adoration in her eyes “thank you for coming to the rescue baby” you smile leaning your head forward to rest against hers “i’ll always be there to get you out of trouble love, you know that” she giggles pressing a soft kiss to your lips “my knight in shining armour” she fake swoons hands over her heart blinking rapidly, you chuckle jumping off the counter having to peer down at the girl as she only stood at 5’2 to your 5’7.

as you enter the room hand in hand with tara everyone is sat solemnly with cups and biscuits in there hands, you take your seat on the main sofa in-front of the tv it’s still blearing the same emergency broadcast “will someone please shut that off” chad looks up at you “huh- oh yeah sorry” he clicks the tv off and the room is plunged into an uncomfortable silence, you start to regret asking for it off you feel tara place a reassuring hand on your thigh as you notice that everyone’s looking at you as if waiting for you to speak, fuck when did i become the appointed leader you take a sip of your drink before talking the tension in the room growing with every passing second “ok so obviously no one’s going outside” wow y/n good job. you mentally kick yourself as you stand walking over to the window and opening the curtain to take a look out on the street.

what you see makes you stagger backwards hitting into the coffee table the mugs nearly falling off you think for a second you imagined it throwing the curtains open with a new sense of urgency your heart drops to the pit of your stomach with the realisation that you had seen it perfectly the first time, there was a little girl couldn’t have been older than 5 or 6 laying in the middle of the road a woman was hunched over with her back to the window pulling her guts out of the massive tear in her stomach and shoving them in her mouth with such eagerness youd think it was her first meal in years, you gag as she pulls some intestine out your vaguely aware of someone closing the curtain but that does nothing for you the image still burned fresh in your mind.

anika runs to the kitchen sink and starts hurling and that snaps you out of your daze spinning on your heel you take in the carnage, quin is nowhere to be found sams pacing again mindys sobbing into a pillow liv and chad are holding eachother and ethan is running to join anika at the sink, tara as always is stood dutifully by your side tears running down her face she’s shaking and for the first time you take in what she’s wearing, a blue long sleeved tank top and jeans she looks good. you take your jacket off and wrap it around her shoulders hoping to give her some comfort before you turn to the group “ok sam i need you” your proud of how clear your voice is, you sound strong the complete opposite of what your currently feeling.

sams eyes meet yours “windows we need to board up the windows and the door, can you do that for me” she nods moving swiftly to the basement door opening it and disappearing out of view, you turn surveying the rest of the group “chad, go help her” he doesn’t move “chad it’s gonna be ok you just have to listen” that gets him moving, your attention falls to mindy she’s still crying but it’s not as bad as before she’s shaking like a leaf, you sit next to her putting an arm around her shoulders “i need you and tara to do something for me ok?” tara perks up at the mention of her name listening intently “i need you guys to get all the food in the house and log it in a book” mindy nods grateful to have something to distract her.

as the 4 of you make your way into the kitchen you see ethan and anika pale sat with there backs to each other keeping close, “you tryna steal my girl landry?” mindy quips that brings a smile to everyone’s faces, it’s gonna be fine mindys still cracking jokes “ethan i need you in the livingroom now please, anika help these 2” with that you turn walking to your room grabbing 2 notepads and a bunch of pens and setting them out on the coffee table “everything we know about zombies or anything like that, no matter how stupid we write down ok?” ethan grabs a notepad and starts scribbling instantly, your mind turns to quin now everyone’s occupied you make your way cautiously to her room knocking softly, you hear a whimper from the other side and you open the door.

“quin?” shes stood with her back too you and there’s a purplish blue hue to her skin around the bite “quin you don’t look so good are you ok?” she stumbles as she turns and her eyes are a yellow colour leaking blood that falls off her cheeks and hits the carpet with a deafening put put put “shit” is all you get out before she lunges for you, your scream cut off by all the air being driven out of your lungs as your back hits the floor, she’s grabbing at your arms that are holding her as far away from you as humanly possible her jaw snapping wildly, you yell out as her hands find your face trying to pull you up to meet her, sam appears out of nowhere with a knife in her hands tara and ethan hot on her heels she lets out something that resembles a war cry as she sinks the knife into quins back it makes a squelching noise as she pulls it out, it makes you shudder. quin doesn’t even flinch her ginger hair getting in your eyes as your arms burn with the weight of keeping her up “the brain you have to kill the brain” ethan screames “i cant- fuck i cant i cant do it im gonna drop her” you wheeze out fighting with all your strength to keep her snapping jaws away from you. sam throws the knife down with all her might on the back of quins head just as your arms give out you scream and writhe around as her lifeless body falls ontop of you.

tara pulls you out from under her slamming the door shut as she pulls you into her chest arms coming around your shoulders, your breath coming out in short raged gasps as you try to calm down “shhhh shhh it’s over baby, i’ve got you everything’s ok” she coos to you rocking you back and fourth “my sweet girl shhh” your breath evens out and you clutch at her, you rise shakily to your feet eying the door suspiciously “im not bit” a collective sigh of relief could be heard “we have stuff to do guys common, sam i want this door boarded up asap” you let yourself be pulled away and into tara’s lap it must look comical with the size difference but you don’t care.

one by one the group finishes there tasks and takes there respective seats all glassy eyes and staring into the distance the shock that we lost one of our own settling in, your not sure what the fuck had happened in the last couple of hours but you knew you’d fight tooth and nail to keep the ones you loved alive.

#jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega #tara carpenter #tara carpenter x reader #tara carpenter x yn #tara carpenter x you #zombie apocolypse au #angst #tw death

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incognito-girl · 1 year

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my star - alessia russo

You are standing with your girlfriend in front of the door while she grabs her training bag. You wrap your arms around her neck, your oversized t-shirt riding slightly up. Her big hands wrap around your waist as she presses her lips to yours. “You should go back to bed amore.” she says while tightening her grip on your waist pulling you in for a hug. “I will i promise.” you say into her neck. “Good, ok i need to go now or im going to be late.” she says regretfully while also making no move to get away from your current position. You pull away from her and lightly say “ill see you soon baby.” while pressing one last firm kiss to her lips as she reaches for the door handle. “a presto cara mia.” she closes the door after herself once she gives you a quick smile and another soft kiss.

You spend the day cleaning the house and half watching whatever was on the television. The minutes feel like hours without your love in your arms. You heard the front door open and close so you walked out to the hall to see your girl with her blonde hair wet from the shower she obviously took at training and her bag lazily slung over her shoulder. Lessi walks up to you and presses a kiss to your lips. “Hi less” you mumble into her lips. “Hi darling, Tooney and Joe want to go out on a double date tonight. Is that alright?” “Yes of course i love Tooney and i havent seen Joe in a while.” you say while pulling away from her and beginning the walk to your shared bedroom. “Where were you guys planning on forcing us to go?” you continue while laughing at your girlfriend following you like a lost puppy into your bedroom. “Lessi?” you ask looking at her confused as to why she had ignored your question. “yeah?” she says pulling you into her “why didnt you answer me?” you ask the girl that has her hands resting on your ass. “You need to wear shorts or something if you want me to be able to listen to you.” she grumbled into your ear while pulling you impossibly closer. You press a kiss to her neck and once again ask “so where are we going?” “when?” she questions looking at you with a lovesick expression. “tonight with Els and Joe baby.” you say with a slight mocking tone. “Oh, right.” she says looking down embarrassed as you play with her baby hairs. You place your index and thumb on her chin and push her head up ever so slightly so she is looking into your eyes “Your so perfect” you say to her with a smile adorning your face. “Milanos” she burts out as her ears start turning red. “Ok thank you baby.” you say while pressing a kiss to her neck and then pulling away from less leaving her frozen in place.

She comes to her senses after a few seconds and starts for the bathroom to do her hair and her makup. You changed into a pair of light wash jeans with a white t-shirt that shows about an inch of your stomach. Lessi is in the bathroom drying and straightening her hair “your so fit baby, nom” you say standing at the door. “Shut up” she says looking at you in the mirror her eyes raking up and down your body. You walk up to her as your wrap your arms around her from behind. “You almost ready?” You ask the girl that was still in her training gear. “Yea just need to get changed then im ready to go. Wait what time is it?” she asks suddenly worried. “Twenty to six.” you say while putting your phone in your pocket. “Merda. Merda. Merda.” She starts while practically running towards your shared wardrobe, not before tripping over her own legs. “You ok less? Whats wrong?” “We have to be there for six and it takes twenty minutes to get there and there could be traffic and i still need to get changed and then-” “Alessia.” you say pulling her out of her ramble her eyes softening once she looks at you. “Its ok” you start while walking up to her and grabbing one of her hands. “Just get changed and i will send ella a message telling her that we will be a few minutes late, ok?” you say while kissing her hand and walking over to your bed and sitting down to message ella. Once it is sent you look up to your girlfriend who now has a pair of black jeans and a cream top on. You smile up at her loving the view that you get to be blessed with every day. “So beautiful” you whisper to her. She looks at you with the most beautiful smile and says “sei la ragazza più bella del mondo. ti amo. “No idea what you said except i love you so i love you too lessi. Cmon we need to go or else we will be extremely late.”

The car is filled with the sound of kisses to both of your hands, singing and laughing. Once you arrive you only ended up being ten minutes late which Alessia apologised for at least a hundred times to ella and joe who reassured her each time that it didnt matter. That night you caught up with Ella and Joe and spoke about your respective relationships and carrears. When you all got your meals Lessi complained that it was nothing like her nonnas cooking and that she needed to bring you to Italy so you can meet her. You gushed at your girlfriends need to have you meet her extended family.

At the end of your meal you payed for your and Alessias meals while she gave you the cold shoulder for doing so, although it didnt feel that cold as she was drawing patterns onto your thigh the entire time but you still let her be. Joe and Ella were in a debate on who should pay as both of them said they didnt pay for their last night out together. You and Lessi just watched them while laughing at the pair.

You and Alessia walked of the restaurant hand in hand while bidding your goodbyes to the couple. You gave them both a quick hug while saying you all need to meet again soon. You walk to the car with alessia holding your hand trailing a bit behind you. “Do you have the keys” you ask while turning around to her “i would hope i do” she says while checking her pockets. Lessi unlocks the car and opens your door for you as you thank her quietly and get in. You watch her walk around the front of the car as a small smile graces her lips. She gets into the car and looks over at you while placing her hand in yours while leaning in closer to you and attaching her lips to yours. She pulls you in closer to her by the back of your neck. She lightly grazes her tongue against the parting of your lips asking for entrance. You pull away from her and pat her cheek “at home baby” she just groans at you as she places her hand on your thigh. You put your hand over hers tracing intricate patterns onto her skin sending goosebumps through the blondes body.

The drive back home is silent except the soft hum of whatever is on the radio from the blonde. You are looking at the girl thinking how you ever got so lucky to be able to spend every single day with her. She looks over at you quickly before looking back at the road before asking panicked “what are you looking at, oh god do i have something on my face?” “no my lovely im looking at you cause your beautiful, nothing is on your face.” you say while poking her cheek. She just smiles at your answer as you look out the window. “Oh less look at the stars!” you squeal joyfully “they are so beautiful” “not as beautiful as me though, right?” she says smirking referring to the recent compliment you gave her “nothing could ever be as beautiful as my star”

a presto cara mia - see you soon my darling

merda - shit

sei la ragazza più bella del mondo - you are the most beautiful girl in the world

ti amo - i love you

hi hope you like this x

#woso one shot #woso x reader #woso soccer #alessia russo #lionesses #alessia russo imagine #woso imagine #ao3 #alessia russo x reader #woso fic

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cassyxox · 2 years

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Babysitter.

Ellie Williams x Fem Reader.

warnings: smut : rough..

It was currently 6pm. you were on ur way to your new babysitting job. You’ve been babysitting for 3 months now. Your new job was to be a stay at home nanny. Clean up the house. Babysit the kids. normal things.

You didn’t think it would lead to you being bent over a kitchen counter absolutely taking it from behind.

Ellie was the step mother to the kid you were babysitting. Jayjay was the little boys name. Her wife Macie (jayjay’s real mom) was out grocery shopping for the day. Leaving you Ellie and jayjay alone.

When you first arrived at the house you did notice the long glances Ellie gave you. When you would bend over to sweep. Pick up toys. Ellie would always be there staring. Wishing she was behind you absolutely taking your ass.

Then the sexual acts started to happen. It all started when Macie asked you if you could do the laundry. yk the daily wash. Dry. Fold clothes. You obviously said yes.

You didn’t think anything of it. You walked around in some blue Jean shorts and small blue tee. Ellie would stare at your ass every time you walked by her.

As you went into the washroom. Ellie followed you in there.

“Oh fuck Ms.Williams…you scared me” you said shakily.

“You can just call me Ellie (y/n)” she said.

“Oh sorry…do u need something?…Macie sent me in here to do the laundry” you said wondering why she was in here with you.

“I want you (y/n)…I- I know it sounds fucked up but listen please” Ellie said staring down your body.

You dropped the basket you were using on the floor.

“Wha- what?… Ellie wha- what are you talking about?” You said confused. Fuck this wasn’t supposed to happen. She has a child. A wife…You thought to yourself.

“I like you (y/n) fuck I know it sounds wrong but…I don’t know. You walk around here in your slutty little outfits knowing that’ll turn me on.”

“Do you bend over just so I can see you have no fucking panties on. Covering that pretty pussy huh? When you wash the dishes do you purposely not wear a bra for me? Do you do these things so you can get a fucking reaction outta me huh?” She said letting all her pent up frustration out.

“Ellie” you whimpered legs clenching together.

She was so close to your face. Lips brushing up against yours. All you had to do was move an inch closer. And bam lips attached.

You were so close to kissing her. When all of a sudden y’all both heard a door slam shut.

“BABY IM HOME CAN YOU COME HELP WITH THE GROCERIES PLEASE” Ellie’s wife yelled.

“Oh shit” Ellie said under her breath. She looked at you then your tits. “Fuckkk I just wanna make a mess of you in here” she said grabbing at your nipples twisting them.

You flinched at the touch. But then remembered where you were. You pushed her hands down.

“Ellie…she called you” you whined. Not wanting her to go but she had to.

“Fuck” she said irritation in her voice.

“I want you back here 10 am sharp don’t be late” she said. You knew she meant business. You couldn’t be late. not after this.

You hurriedly did the laundry. not being able to focus with the pulsing in your clit. Ellie’s words still in your head from earlier. After you finished you grabbed your bag walking to the door. Ellie giving you a “goodbye hug” basically (her grabbing your ass whispering dirty things in your ear) When her wife wasn’t looking obvi.

10 am rolled around quick. You managed to not be late. Not wanting to upset Ellie. You showed up in a gray cropped tee. Buttons in the front for “easy access” and also your fav black tights that showed the curves of your ass off. You looked hot.

You knocked on the door hoping to be greeted by Ellie but….Macie answered.

“Good morning (y/n)…come in” She said grinning ear to ear.

“Hi” you said quietly entering the house.

“So busy schedule today I need you to take jayjay to the park. The dishes need to be done please. Laundry pile up again.” She said laughing loudly. It wasn’t funny. You thought. But you laughed along with her cause why not.

“And lastly just make sure the house looks spotless. jayjay’s grandparents are coming over for dinner. I don’t want them to think we live in a pigpen” she said snorting. ew.

“uhhh yea I’ll get right to it Macie” you said putting on a fake smile. “Mkkay…how about you start on dishes first?” She asked you.

“Um sure…yea” you told her.

“Great” she said walking off without sparing you another glance.

It took you about 15 mins to move all the dirty dishes one by one. You were almost done when you heard someone walking down the hallway into the kitchen. You turned and it was Ellie.

She was wearing some blue boxers. And white tee shirt. God she looked good.

“Hey sexy” Ellie said smacking your ass hard.

“Ellie stop your wife is right down the hallway” you told her whining from the smack she gave you.

“Uhh she’s in the shower give or take 30 mins…she takes a really long time” she said sighing while wrapping her arms around you. Kissing your neck.

“Ellie” you whimpered.

“That feel good princess” she said moving her hand to your neck to get a better angle.

“Yes Ellie fuck” you told her.

She moved her arms down your body. stopping at your pants.

“Fuck baby you wore these for me?” She said admiring the way they sunk firmly into your ass. Giving her a good view.

“Maybe” you said in a teasing tone. looking back at her.

“Ohh you naughty girl” she said grabbing your pants and pulling them down.

“Bend over a little”

“Are you sure we should be doing this?” You asked her. what if her wife came in and saw us. God don’t think about that.

“Fuck yea…you don’t know how bad I’ve wanted you” she said swiping her fingers along your slit.

“Taste yourself” she told you sticking her warm wet fingers in your mouth. You sucked them hard. Licking your arousal off her fingers.

“Taste good?” She asked you.

“oh my gosh yes” you whined grinding your ass back on her.

Ellie noticed this and spanked your ass.

“You want my fingers yea?” Ellie asked sliding her fingers over where you needed her most.

You nodded your head unable to get ur words out.

“Words (y/n)” she said in a demandfull tone.

“Yes Ellie…I want your fingers so bad” you told her shakily breathing out.

“Oh yea? You want my fingers pounding into your pussy? I bet your so wet. So warm. So tight. Better than my fucking wife.” She said breathing heavily.

“Yes ellie I am” you told her moaning out.

She spanked you hard. Leaving a red stinging handprint.

“Say it” “say wha-“ she cut you off with another spank to your ass. The stinging going straight to your pussy.

“Fucking say it” Ellie told you demandingly.

“I’m better than your fucking wife Ellie” you sighed out. Still feeling the burning on your ass. You just knew your ass was so red. So hot.

“Atta girl” Ellie said as she sunk home. Her fingers prodding into your tight walls. One hand on your hip. The other pounding into you from behind.

“Ohhh ellie” you moaned a little to loudly. Adding another spank to your cherry red ass.

“Shut the fuck up. You don’t want my wife to hear you taking my fingers like a little slut right?” She told you kissing your neck. Leaving hot wet spots.

“No Ellie I’m sorry” you whimpered out. Her pace never slowing down. You were so close. Your walls closing in around her fingers.

“Fuck (y/n) you wanna rip my fingers off?.. Goddamn your so tight” she said trying to finger fuck you some more. But it was getting hard with how tight you were.

“Ellie can I cum please” you said heavy breathing. One more movement and you were done for. Literally.

“Will you promise to be a good girl for me” she said spanking you for the 5th time.

“yess” you said moaning uncontrollably.

“Cum now” she told you guiding you through your intense orgasm. Pulling her fingers out to find your slickness covered in them.

“Fuck baby look at that” she said holding her fingers up at your face. “That’s all yours. All that came from your wet pussy” she said eyeing you up and down.

“god ellie” you said pulling her into a kiss. Only breaking it when you heard the voice that annoyed the most.

“BABE HAVE U SEEN MY HAIRDRYER” Macie yelled. You heard footsteps coming y’all’s way. You instantly broke apart. Pulling your tights back up. Wincing from the stinging still on ur ass.

Ellie moved to a different side of the kitchen pretending to wash her hands.

“Babe?” Macie said as she entered the kitchen. looking between you and Ellie.

“Yea” Ellie said looking at her not before glancing at you.

“Can u come help me pick out a outfit for tonight” Macie asked giving Ellie that look.

You knew what that look meant. She didn’t want help with an outfit. She wanted help with something else. Something that Ellie just so happened to give you.

“Umm can we make it quick?…I gotta go for my morning run can’t miss it” Ellie said as Macie was pulling her away from the kitchen. Ellie swiftly grabbing your ass giving it a gentle squeeze.

you jumped and turned around seeing Ellie give you a wink.

Oh fuck me.

….part 2?

#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams smut #the last of us #tlou imagines #ellie tlou #ellie x you #tlou2 #ellie williams imagine #ellie smut #ellie the last of us #ellie x dina #tlou fanfiction #tlou x reader #ellie x reader #tlou part 2 #the last of us part 2 #tlou 2

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t-h-i-n-g · 2 years

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hi hi, i would like to request a max mayfield x reader.

reader goes all out on their anniversary. something fluffy and romantic.

tysm<3

Happy Anniversary

(gif not mine credits to owner)

a/n: i was not expecting this to be as long as it is. i was expecting it to be half the length. anyways- thanks for the request! i’m pretty sure this is my favorite thing I wrote so far. my hearts even fluttering and im the one who made it LMAO

word count: 2.1k

summary: everything was planned out. the food, the gifts, the evening, you had everything set up perfectly. she just had to walk through the door to celebrate the anniversary of your favorite day.

warnings: none really just the normal fluff stuff, smooching, if i missed any let me know!!

st - masterlist m.masterlist

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Your room was clean, having taken care of it the day before. The dirty clothes that were once scattered now are in your hamper. The trash being discarded in the bin. Dirty dishes in the sink.

A plaid blanket taking up the space instead. You would have set this up outside, but the forecast called for rain. Instead you adapted, deciding an indoor picnic would be just as good as an outdoor one. Resting on the blanket laid a woven basket you got just for the occasion. Inside was a handful of Max’s and your favorite foods.

Strawberries, paired with a fruit salad, some crackers, as well as bags of chips, some sandwiches sitting on top, and more food hidden underneath. This was both of yours day, you had a right to enjoy yourselves.

Two pillows were also set out on the blanket, plates and bowls in front of them. In the center was a tier shelf with multiple different sweets on it. From macaroons to brownies to slices of cake. Your night was busy, wanting the items to be fresh for the occasion. Nancy was over to help you with all of them. You told her after hours of baking that you could handle the cupcakes on your own as the sun had already set and it was getting late. She shook her head, telling you she was more than happy to continue helping.

Hanging from your ceiling were balloons that read ‘HAPPY ANNIVER ARY.’ Steve popped the s on accident when trying to cut the tape attaching the balloon string that held it up. It was fine though, he stated when Nancy scolded him. Saying it gave the event more ‘character.’ You chuckled at him before going back to the kitchen. Taking out the watermelon from the fridge to cut up and add to the fruit salad, telling him to hang up the fairy lights on your way out.

The two of them had stayed well into the night to help you prepare for the day. Well, Steve more like just iced the cakes while you and Nancy did the real baking. You didn’t let him be the mixer after he dropped the freshly made cake batter on the floor. However, you were still grateful to his efforts. Steve’s icing job wasn’t bad either; only two of the cupcakes looked like deformed blobs (Not that you told him that. It would have crushed his spirits.) He was pretty proud of himself, admiring the hard work he accomplished.

He was currently on his way to pick up Max from Mike’s to bring her to your house. Nancy made the boys promise to keep her busy till Steve arrived. Not wanting her to leave before everything set up. You would have spent the day at hers but… her step-dad didn’t know about the two of you. And the two of you didn’t want to risk the idea of him showing up unannounced. However, Max was more than eager to come to yours. Your parents were out of town for a couple of days, on a business trip. Not coming home till the following week. Lining up perfectly for the event to come.

You took in your surroundings. Quickly checking if Max’s gift from you was under your bed. Nodding to yourself, you peered at the red box. Moving out of your room, you went to sit on your couch. The window had its curtains pulled back. Rain being shown through. The forecast called for it to carry on into the late night.

You placed your head in your palm, resting your elbow on the arm of the couch. Keeping your eyes on the street. Waiting for Steve’s vehicle to make its way into view. Smiling to yourself as you recalled how he expressed his excitement to you when he was leaving the previous night.

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“Two years, Y/n. That’s a long time. Can’t even believe you guys made it this far.” You furrowed brows at him. He looked at you, noticing your expression.

“Not that I didn’t expect you two,” he defended quickly, “Just the fact you guys are still so young. The amount of commitment you made to each other is crazy. And all the effort you're making for this… you really care about her a lot, huh?” You nodded instantly.

“Of course, she’s my girlfriend, my best friend, my everything really,” you stated. It was his turn to scrunch up his face.

“That last part was a little cringe not gonna lie.” You nodded once more.

“Yeah, don’t tell her I said that. She’ll make a big deal out of it and haunt me for the rest of my life,” you told him, “I can already hear her mimicky whiny voice, ‘I’m YouR eVEryThinG?’” Steve chuckled.

“Who knows maybe it’ll just slip out,” he said with a shrug. You snapped your head towards him, eyes wide.

“You wouldn’t,” you threatened. He shrugged once more, earning a shove from you. Making him laugh again.

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You turned your attention back to the window in front of you as Steve’s car rolled into your driveway. Getting up you approached the front door. Pulling it open just as Max got out of the vehicle. Telling Steve something before shutting the car door, a bag in her hand and on her back. You looked at her with a smile as her eyes met yours. One broke out on her face as well, lightly jogging to your steps.

You met her halfway; embracing her in your arms. They wrapped around her waist as hers went to your shoulders. You picked her up, spinning her sound for a moment. Raindrops falling onto your skin. Contrasting the warmth you felt from Max with their cold touches. Setting her down, you looked into her eyes. Not even getting a chance to speak before she cupped your face, connecting your lips to hers. Closing your eyes, you tilted your head deepening the kiss. Her body arching into yours as you dipped her lightly. She pulled away once more staring into your eyes. Taking in the beautiful colors in them. A smile once again adorning her features, rain dampening her hair as well as her clothes.

“Happy anniversary,” you whispered to her, her smile only growing. Scanning across your face she took in the rain drops falling on your cheeks.

“I think we should get inside,” she mentioned,” I don’t want to get my gift wet.” You nodded, taking her hand in yours, turning back to the house. You caught a glimpse of Steve’s car still in your driveway. You looked back at him. He watched the two of you with a smile on his face. Max followed your line of vision. “Weirdo,” she mumbled. You gave him a wave as you made your way up the steps, Max flipping him off as well. You chuckled at her antics pulling her into the house.

Keeping her hand in yours, you pulled her to your room. Once arriving you went to take her backpack. You took it off her shoulders, moving to place it on the side of your bed as she took in the scene in front of her. You sat on your bed watching as the lights reflected in her eyes. She stood herself between your legs. Your hands went to her hips peering up at her. Max once again placed her arms on your shoulders. Tracing them gently with her fingers as she stared in awe at the set up.

“I can’t believe you did all this,” she said in a whisper. You shrugged.

“It’s the anniversary of my favorite day, of course I had to do something special.” She raised a brow at you.

“Your favorite day?” You rolled your eyes playfully.

“Well, duh,” you pulled her closer, her hands moving to the sides of your face, “I’ll never forget how nervous you were,” you chuckled in a whisper. Her face scrunched up.

“Don’t even tell me about that.”

“You were all fidgety and kept stuttering-”

“Stoooop,” she commanded, placing a hand over your mouth. You took yours to pull it off.

“And your eyes got so wide when I kissed you and you froze like a statue.” She covered her face in embarrassment, going red. You loved these moments. Seeing Max flustered was hard to come by. Laughing lightly you took in her state.

“I think I changed my mind, we’re breaking up. You’re making fun of me, on our anniversary!” she exclaimed. “Yep, red flags are visible, guess I better go-”

“Oh shut up, you dork,” you joked standing up. You went to the end of your bed, taking out the box from underneath. “At least open your gift before you leave.” You stated, moving to sit on the blanket. She followed after you, picking up her gift bag as well. You handed her the box as she sat the bag next to you.

“You first,” she stated. You scoffed, shaking your head.

“No way, you know how this goes. You always open yours first.” It was true over the past occasion, Christmas, birthdays, other anniversaries, ect, she was always the one to fold first when it came to these petty arguments. She pondered the thought for a moment. “It’s the least you can do for me. After all, I put all of this together for you. You can take another gift from me, can't you?” Sighing she took the box and placed it in her lap as you smiled in victory.

The box was long, about as tall as it was wide. She opened it, peering inside. Taking the wrapping off her jaw dropped. She pulled out a new board, the bottom custom painted.

“I did the bottom myself,” you mentioned in a mumbled as she took in each detail. Tracing the different lines with her finger. You bit your lip waiting for her to say something. It took you a long time to get that done. First, having to save enough money for it. As well as it took two weeks for you to paint it.

“This is so cool,” she whispered. Looking up at you she smiled. Max crawled across the blanket almost nocking off the tray of sweats the possess.

“Careful! Those took forever to make,” you informed as she tackled you into a hug. She turned to baked goods.

“You made them?” You nodded.

“With a little help from Nancy and… kinda Steve. He was really just there for emotional support. He did the icing though.”

“That’s why some look smooshed?”

“Mhm, I didn’t have the heart to tell them the flowers looked like a child’s finger paintings.” She laughed getting off of you grabbing a cupcake on her way back to sit.

“Now open yours,” she commanded, taking a bite out of the treat. You grabbed the bag. Putting the paper aside you pulled out a tiny book. Inside was multiple polaroid pictures of the two of you from the last six months. Your head snapped to her.

“This is why El had a sudden fixation with that camera and the photos?” you asked. She nodded, smiling.

“I asked her after I saw you wanting that photo Joyce took of us on Halloween.” You flipped through the pictures, taking in all the memories you went through.

“This is so sweet, Max. Thank you-”

“There’s another thing,” she stated. Your brows shot up, once again looking in the bag, seeing a little box inside. Taking it out, you opened it to reveal a necklace. The initial ‘M’ in the middle of it.

“You did not,” you tell her with the smile growing on your face. She nodded, once again moving towards you. She grabbed it from you, sitting behind you to place it on your neck.

“Now, everyone knows your mine,” she said, clasping it. You snorted.

“That was cheesy,” you stated, turning around to face her.

“At least I didn’t say ‘shEs My evEerYThiNG.’” Your jaw dropped.

“I told Steve not to tell you I said that!” you exclaimed. She shrugged.

“I’m personally glad he did, now I can bring it up anytime you tease me for saying something.” You let out a groan as she smirked. She shifted onto your lap, cupping your face in her hands. “Hey I mean, it's sweet, really. A little corny, but sweet.” You let your head fall to her shoulder. It was your turn to hide in embarrassment. Max chuckled lightly, “If it means anything, you’re my everything, too.”

Removing yourself from her neck, you scanned her face. A smile adorning her features as her eyes peered into your.

“Who’s the cheeseballs now?” She let out a laugh.

“You still, but it’s fine. I’ll settle with a cheeseball.” You raised a brow.

“Settle?” She nodded jokingly.

“Oh, yeah I got hoes lining up the block.”

“Yeah?” Your voice dropped down an octave.

“Mhm,” she humed, a hand lightly scratching your neck, while the other held your face. A smile remained on your face as a comfortable silence fell between you.

“Happy anniversary, Max,” you whispered, bringing her lips closer to yours. She smiled against them.

“Happy anniversary, Y/n.”

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aquarium-ina-bag · 11 months

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Where Danger Finds Me, it Follows with Tides - 7

'Cause you live in my day dreams ch. 7

Word count: 2.7k

Relationships: Wednesday x Reader (She/they)

Warnings: Mention of blood, pain, bullets.

A/N: So sorry I took so long had a project anyyywaayyyy, if I do breaks again Im able to do drabbles so ask away. I have an Idea for a side au with Jenna, just confused about how I'm gonna use this character R and actor R (Gasp spoilers, wtv) enjoy, give suggestions yatta yatta.

Small conversations spread among the bar, bottles hitting stained, polished wood and smooth granite countertops, and low music playing. It definitely wasn’t a big bar, but it was the home of drunken souls in the outskirts of Jericho. And tonight it housed hopeful, evil, and grieving souls.

The door swung open, hitting the bell. A small three-man group raised their heads to see the newcomer as the bartender gave his regular warm smile to the eccentric man.

"Evenin’ James, usual?" The bartender cleaned a glass, ready to serve.

"Nah nah, I need somethin’ tougher; I’m ina surprising mood tahnigh’ hit me hard." James was practically jumping and shaking.

The bartender started to pour him a fireball.

"Well, gee, it seems like you've got something heavy already." He slid the glass across the counter.

James quickly caught it and brought himself to the table of three men. He threw his head back and drank with speed. "Fellas, I got that damn thing that's been killin’ my livestock." He slammed his hands on the wooden table.

The three of them laughed, and one spoke up. "The fucking big creature you saw, with the big claws and skin like a lagoon?" Dune made gestures to mock James' description.

"Nah na! It’s real, but this one had wings! My god, the size of them nevah seen before, the tips nosebleed red, and it-it-it got deeper colah at the base." James tossed around his arms to depict this creature of the night "OH! And-and-and when I shot the bitch, the speed it took was incredible! Even though I shot it in the wing, damn it was moving maybay 300 miles?"

The group looked at the man in front of them like he was on shrooms, he sure acted like it. The bigger male chuckled, "So you’re saying some big ass peregrine falcon, has been taking your sheep, and when you shot it, it left at the speed of 300 miles per hour?"

"No, no, Harlow, it gave me my sheep back! It done dropped the sheep back in the pen, ALIVE! The damn hooves were painted pink! Fuckin pink!" James explained.

The men were invested now. "You got two creatures in your fences now?" Harlow asked.

"Yes! One is killing them, the other is saving them. Like an angel." James fawned over his findings.

Chuck took a sip of his beer before speaking. "Well, you said it was dark and bloody lookin’, don’t sound like no angel to me."

"What would I call it then?" James questioned his ideas.

"I say call it a blood hawk, it’s easy to identify," Harlow said as he toyed with the ring of condensation on the wood. "Also, go buy one of them cameras that videos motion."

The bartender couldn’t hold his words anymore. "Say, you know what’s known for having creepy abnormalities, that Nevermore school miles away. That lagoon creature you were talking about James, I think it’s been seen there plenty of times."

The bartender pushed a glass towards a shaggy brown-haired man, his hair long, as were the scars on his face as if he were mauled by a beast. The man’s clothes looked so mismatched and ripped; he had a beard starting to grow; and he looked homeless but still had money to buy a drink. This man couldn’t help but listen to the conversation; he made clear, surprised expressions at the words ‘Nevermore’ ‘Blood hawk’ ‘sheep’ and ‘alive’. All this man could do was hum in acknowledgment.

"I’ll look into it once I get home." James smiled and continued to change the subject.

—————-

"Wednesday I know you usually don’t regret things, but I honestly feel so awful about hurting Y/n," Enid said with her chin on her school desk, her body droopy.

Sure, that is true Wednesday doesn’t feel regret, but everything she regrets on her mind is rooted in because of you, she regrets ever talking to you, accepting your dual, working on the project with you, letting you see something vulnerable in her—she regrets a lot when it comes to you.

"They said it was fine." What Wednesday really regretted was letting you leave and trusting that you would take care of yourself. She hasn’t seen you all morning. The thought of you bleeding out that whole night banged on her cranium.

Enid turned to face the goth, laying her cheek on the cold wood. "You don’t really believe that." Wednesday regrets not smothering her roommate, and Enid started to understand Wednesday’s ‘signs’. The raven stayed silent, keeping it that way the whole period.

When it was over, she took her free period to confirm that Enid hadn’t murdered you. She checked the gym; you weren’t there. Wednesday looked where you feed birds; no luck. She entered your dorm to find clutters of paper and files scattered around your desk. As if a voice was pulling her into the room, Wednesday walked in and shut the door behind her, making a careful walk across the room to your desk. The floorboards creaking had an unusual pattern as if someone were in the room with her. The raven was on edge but still curious; determined to find out why you were gone.

The goth inspected the papers on your desk. Pictures of the farm you two went to, papers containing information about the owner of said farm. What really stuck out were documents from the U.S. government. How in the world were you able to access something like this? The thought that you were taken by the FBI could make her chuckle. Wednesday shuffled the small stack, trying to get them back in order. When the order was found, Wednesday couldn’t stop reading.

In brief, the documents explain how an ‘anomaly’ that was captured in December of last year escaped a government vehicle, killing four of the six men in said vehicle. This creature never made it to the lab for testing, questioning, and possible execution. This creature could be conjured by American citizen Tyler Galpin.

Tyler was out, and that was him; he was still lurking in the towns, waiting for his next victim.

Wednesday looked around for anything that could reveal she was here, and when she turned to the glass screen door, a shine drew her in like everything else in this room.

Unlocking it and stepping onto the concrete, she looked down to find a bullet that was almost perfectly clean. Why would you have a perfect bullet here? The casing was gone, so this was fired.

This curious black cat bent down to pick up the fired bullet. Her head was shot backward, and scenes dashed and flashed across her vision.

Fingers that weren’t yours loading ammunition in a firearm; the bullet flying into feathered flesh, then deeper into warm blood and muscle; with her perspective being the bullet, Wednesday felt layers decompressing her. From what she could guess, it was feathers falling off, then skin, then muscles. The bullet dropped in a pool of blood; something or more of a surplus made a horrific shriek as if it was getting brutally attacked. She couldn’t tell what made it, and the warmth of blood left her after the vision ended.

Once the vision was over, Wednesday moved her head back. It felt as if someone was beating her skull; that never happens with visions, but that aside, what did she just see? Wednesday began to make a hypothesis, clearly, this was past, not future, and this bullet wasn’t yours, but she couldn’t be sure if you fired the weapon, it was shot in some bird, but why was the bullet removed like that, layer by layer? What was that screaming?

The girl’s head was pounding, and before she left your room, she took the bullet, the papers. She wanted to find some type of DNA in the room, but her head said otherwise.

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Something was wrong; your brain was triggering some sort of defensive reaction, and you didn’t understand what was triggering it. You’re trained to keep your brain in full control, to know when you’re being psychologically attacked, and currently, the right and left sides of your brain are disagreeing with something. Before you can get the problem fixed, you need to know the problem. That could wait though.

"I really need to train back home again." You muttered to the wind, and it raced past as if responding.

You smiled as you continued to walk along the side of a gravel road. This scenery wasn’t better than the woods with Wednesday; did you even look at the view when you were with Wednesday? What were you focused on?

This constant questioning of yourself was scaring you. Your family described you as a person, with no limits, but you had to be in control of your whole body, and recently you weren't. Maybe that’s why you're triggering a defensive response.

You stopped at a small home surrounded by flat, crop-growing land, knocking on the door before you looked yourself up and down. With a small smirk, you thought the outfit looked like a hitman in the winter decked out in dark, puffy clothes. Hey, it was close to the beginning of winter.

Once the door opened, a taller man, maybe 2 inches taller than you, greeted you with a grimace.

"Well, who the hell is you? Matrix-looking kid. All these damn new fashion trends." His accent was a deep Southern one.

You chuckled before speaking, "You, James Turner?" Your hands shuffled in that dark, puffy jacket, pulling out a picture of the man in front of you.

"Who’s asking?" He got closer to you, and smelled like booze.

You've shown him the photo now. "There’s a problem if someone did." You murdered someone, sir?" He could have the other night if your thesis was right.

"I ain’t kill nobody, did I?" Bingo. James started to get a little scared, you could read it off his body language.

"Well, I heard a complaint about some gunfire, and when I asked around for you, I heard you shot something." Part of that was a lie, you didn't really ask, just lots of tabs closing at a bar.

James looked like a child getting caught with their hand in a cookie jar; he was going to break. "Listen, somethin’ been stealing my animals. I was waiting to shoot it last night, then this big bird-like person dropped a sheep in the pen, and I shot at it."

Your face scrunched in confusion. "Why would you shoot something, dropping your sheep back off? And you said human-looking? You were going to just kill a person like that?" You took steps forward, and James kept backing up until both of you were in the house.

"I jus wan-tah to catch em’ , Ay I don’t even think that was them! Something else was killing my animals, it was green and-and-and large, eyes like a bug." Tsk tsk James, the hole he dug just kept getting bigger.

You were so close in his space that he tripped into a seat. "So you shot something that you wanted to catch even though it helped you; it wasn’t even the creature that was killing! What were you going to do, James? When you caught it, that is."

"I I I." He sure does stutter you noted, "I was gonna report it for stealing."

You gripped the table, did it crunch? James questioned. "What’s the story, Turner? You said it gave back…"

"You’re right It was, it was." He was sweating badly.

"Good, so you understand that you committed attempted murder? Correct?" Your voice was deathly low. "It can be a pretty hefty sentence, James."

He watched you move around his house, preparing a glass of water, before sitting across from him.

"I’m going to jail?" He looked on the verge of tears.

You paused before speaking, a clicking sound filled your silence. "Yes, if you refuse to comply with me." You took a long sip of water, making Turner wait in anguish. "Heard you’re gonna set up cameras around this place, I want you to set up cameras around the woods, set up baits, get as much footage of this killing creature as you can, and hand all of the footage, pictures, and what you baited with to me. Sound simple?"

"Course, anything yes, please, I jus don’t wanna go to jail." He nodded like a bobblehead.

"Perfect, and don’t think you can escape this; I've got all the information to make a court session last less than 10 minutes." You smiled and finished the glass. Quickly grabbing a pen and paper, you wrote one of your numbers and labeled it, 'Turn in footage work and info here'

"Cya round James Turner." And just like that, after scaring this older male, you left, walking back to Nevermore.

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This headache wanted to make Wednesday have a lobotomy or struck like Zeus to get Athena out. She could barely piece together the papers in front of her. Enid watched her struggle to work, pointing it out like always.

"What’s up with you? I feel like this is easy."

"My head has been in pain since I had that vision, usually that doesn’t happen," Wednesday explained as she moved the sheets and note cards around the board.

Enid knew that if the pain was really bothering her, this headache was something from hell. "Hm, do you want to take something? Or maybe take a break?"

"I did; it got worse." Wednesday's face barely scrunched as she spoke. "I don’t need a break either."

Thumps on the door broke the conversation; they both looked at each other, then Enid went to open it.

You stood there with a toothy grin and said, "Hey Sinclair, where’s Wednesday?"

"I don’t know if she would be up for a date, Y/n, she’s got a raging headache." Enid knew Wednesday stole from you, so she had to make somewhat of an excuse.

You paused for a second. "I, uhm, no, I’m not here for that, she has something I ne-"

Enid shut the door in your face and said, "They know!" Whisper yelling to the goth. All she did was nod and signal to let you in.

Enid slowly opened the door to let you in; once you did, Wednesday’s now migraine blared. She gripped the side table near her.

"Evening Addams, I’m guessing you know why I’m here." You walked closer to her, maybe 5 inches away from her now.

"Why," she paused to take a breath, "why do you have them?"

You raised a brow and said, "I could ask the same." You whispered, getting closer to her ear. "You can get in trouble if you have them; I know how to take care of them." Also, you have a vision?"

Wednesday wanted to make sure this wasn’t some fake whispering again, so she clutched the bottom of your shirt. For you, it seemed like desperation. She released you and went to take the papers.

"Yes." Wednesday handed the papers back. Just like that, the pain was gone, and she could think straight now.

"Doesn’t hurt anymore, does it?" This no-distance whispering with you was going to kill Wednesday; it made her feel sick again.

She slowly nodded, and with that, you backed up and said your goodbyes, then left.

So many holes—how did you know about the papers? Where have you been all day? How did the vision connect with the headaches? How did you fix it? What trouble did you mean? Why do you have those papers? What were you going to do with it? Her loud thinking was blocked.

"So no more evidence?" Enid asked.

"The bullet—I still have it."

"Well, it is like almost 12. Let’s look at it tomorrow. Also, who comes to someone’s door at 11? Also, what did she tell you? I couldn’t hear, over the sound of you two practically making out with each other's whispering. Wait a minute, you didn’t even whisper; you just nodded. What was that about? Whatever, that's a question for tomorrow. I’m too tired, night Addams." Enid threw herself onto her bed and crashed to sleep.

Wednesday, on the other hand, couldn’t do the same; she needed to get answers.

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neverland93 · 6 months

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Peter Pan Imagine/ Crisses

“Hey Killian” you say walking into Emma’s house uninvited once again but she never minded, you were her little daughter.

“Oh hey Y/n. What happened?” He said sounding concerned

“What? Nothing I’m fine.” You laugh and walk into the kitchen

He followed you

“Don’t you think you and your mom should talk? Or me and you?” He said

“… okay, so how’s it been in Storybrook?” You smiled opening the fridge

“Not about that, I mean what’s going on with you laddie? How’s Neverland, you, Pan?” He sat on the chair

“Why do you ask?” You said pouring you some juice

“We know you’re having some sort of problem, you never come over unless you and him fight and you’ve been coming over quite often, which we don’t mind at all but-“ was all he could say before you interrupted

“Im fine Killian, it’s not a big deal.” You said with a little bit of attitude

“Since when does depression episodes mean nothing?” He blurted out

Your eyes widen, you only wrote that in your diary, which was in your journal, in your room, in your makeup dresser. Even though you moved out of Emma’s house she kept your stuff since you would come for the holidays and visit.

“Where did you get that from?” You folded your arms

“Oh!” He chuckled nervously and scratched his head “Must’ve popped into my head.”

“You mean you and mom popped into my dresser and went through my shit.” You said angrily

Just then Emma and the gang came in the house and saw you two tensed up

“Sissy!” Was all you could hear from Henry

But you didn’t even glance his way, you were pissed

“First of all it was an accident your mom was cleaning your room and confined in me.” He said gesturing to Emma pointing kindly to her

“What we’re we supposed to do Y/n? We were all concerned.” Emma said walking towards you

“You don’t even talk to us.” Mary Margret said

“Maybe it was none of your business , what’s next are you going to intrude Neverland and look through my belongings there too?” You snapped at everyone and walked upstairs to your old room

“Hey I don’t like how you’re talking to me right now!” Emma yelled at you

You stopped and turned around towards her “ I don’t like how you’re invading my privacy !” You yelled back and walked more upstairs

“I’m your mom Y/n I could invade all I want!” She shouted following you, as well as the others

As you’re about to open your door Emma yells at you once again “I’m not done talking to you!”

“Well I’m done listening!” You said as you slam the door in her and your whole family’s face

Emma sighs

“Killian I need you for this one, the rest of you should stay back.” She said

Killian and her walk into your room.

“See you don’t even knock.” You said raising your hands “ You both have no respect for me.” You said

“Respect?.” Killian said, he had it with you, he was about to tell you how he really felt.

“Don’t you dare tell me about respect! You’re yelling at your mother and your family, slamming doors. What happened to you little girl?” He said more sad than angry

Killian had watched you blossomed from when you were 10 to 16.

“I’m not a little girl anymore!” You yelled at him

“Oh…” he said sadly

“I’m sorry.” Was all you could say, you could see how much that crushed him

“I’m sorry too.” He wiped his face, not knowing what to say before he walled out of your room

You followed him

“Killian I don’t mean to hurt your feelings, I’m just, maturing now, I mean I live with Peter and the boys, I have my own life now. You don’t need to know every little problem.” You said

“Why not? You used to come to me for every little thing, pan problems, fighting problems, hunting problems, hell even girl problems.” He put his hands on his pockets

“ I know but, that’s before I moved to Neverland, when you were my age did you tell your parents about all your problems?” You folded your arms

“Aye-aye you got me there laddie.” He chucked a bit.

“Killian if there’s a serious problem you know I’m gonna come to you, I always do.” You said with a smile

“And I’ll be here for you too laddie.” He smiled at you

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insanus-caput-poeta · 2 years

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Can i request carl gallagher angst where reader and him used to date but she was like the only person fighting for their relationship so they break up and she moves on and he realizes his mistake but it may be to late?

Hiii, of course u can, this is the first angst i have written in a long time so idk if it’s good or not but i hope u like it, also sorry for taking so long to answer i had to read a lot of angst to remember how to write it lol

—---- One week ago —---

You called for the fifty time and Carl still did not answer, you were growing tired of his behavior. You’ve been dating for two years now but it didn't felt like it, it felt like an eternity, all the fights were making you tired of the relationship, it didn't help that Carl didn't seem to care about your feelings, always showing up late from work, answering messages after a long period of time and ignoring your wishes.

It felt like the purest lack of gratitude you've ever seen, during the relationship you tried to do everything for Carl, talked to him when he fought with his brothers, tried to get along with everyone in the Gallagher family, which led to a ritual from shopping every month with Debbie and playing games on Fridays with Liam, cooking for him, helping to tidy up his apartment and cleaning his car.

Y/n did everything but nothing seemed to be enough for Carl, you were the only one who was fighting for the relationship unfortunately, because what came from Carl's side was just the desire to have sex.

While waiting hopelessly for Carl to show up, you started to think about the future.

"Do I want to keep doing this? Being a doormat for a guy who apparently only uses me for sex. I do everything and he doesn't even thank me"

After a long period of waiting you got tired and decided that you would call him one last time, and this time would be the last of all, you had decided, it was time to break up with Carl.

Before you could scream the name of your future ex-boyfriend, you heard footsteps coming from the hallway of the tiny apartment, Carl was stomping the soles of his feet,

"He’s angry" you thought, Carl didn't usually get angry with you so easily, unless you complained about something about the two of you dating.

“I was getting ready, what the fuck y/n you keep rushing me, I'm coming to you, fuck” he said.

“Okay, sorry to rush you, but we're over an hour late.” you said trying not to cry by the sound of anger in his voice. “Can we go now?”

"For the last time we're already leaving, let me just get my phone"

"Ok" you say "it will be the last time"

After the date you were heading back to the apartment when Carl said "You need to be a little more patient, I always take time to get ready you know that things won't work out right if you rush me every time"

When the car parked you said, in a high tone almost screaming, almost as if you were letting out a long-kept secret "I do not want it anymore".

Carl looked at you confused, but you didn't bother to look at him, you were tired, tired of everything.

"I don't want to keep up with this anymore, i'm tired,i don't want to be the only one who cares about our relationship, the only one who actually gives a fuck about the other"

Carl looked at you with an astonished face. "What are you talking about? Do you want to break up with me just because I'm late?"

"It's not just that, it's because of everything, I can't take our relationship anymore, I can hardly call what we have a relationship and you know it"

You got out of the car, being followed by Carl and before you could enter the apartment you said "i will be leaving this week, im gonna grab my staff and head back to my own house"

Carl didn’t say anything, in fact, he helped you grab your stuff the entire week, it seemed like he was just acting like a robot, doing things on automatic, it almost felt like he was kicking you out of the apartment, or so it seemed.

—--- Present time —---

She was there again, Carl thought to himself while he saw you walking down the street. It wasn't the first time Carl followed you, you guys had ended your relationship with great regret after all the fights, and a double-edged sword seemed stuck in his throat with all the things he wanted to say, should have said, but got stuck in the pit of his stomach and stored away in his chest.

Y/n seemed to be fine, was wearing a big blouse, which Carl remembered how you dressed when you first started dating, just a big blouse, a pair of sneakers and a headdress. You didn't really care about the way you dressed, but when you started dating Carl realized that your boyfriend always gave a little bit about what you wanted to wear, he was always like that, he didn't care about the important things about your relationship and interfered when they were banal things.

When you broke up, it didn't take long for Carl to realize that things in his life didn't fit together anymore, but it was already too late for him, for you, he should have paid more attention this two years and not now, and certainly not just one week ago. You moved on, but Carl didn’t. You were happy, but Carl wasn't.

He only realized his mistakes when you showed up in this little coffee shop smiling like you hadn't smiled in a long time.

He lost you, but you didn’t lose anything.

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through the hourglass 74. brb x oc

a/n: me @ me: stop creating more characters for this fic, you dumbass.

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: fluff, IM SORRY IM JUST HAPPY OK

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“And we’re home!” Rooster’s usually deep voice came out higher as he opened the passenger door to pick up Nikki, “Home,we’re home! Isn’t that fun?” Nicole wriggles her legs when he picks her up, kissing her cheek and closing the door with his hip.

The dogs were already alert by their presence, Eleanor’s deep bark being the loudest of the three followed by Jolene’s claws scratching on the door so they’d come in quickly, “We are all going out tonight, honey, isn’t that fun?” Rooster unlocks the garage door and the dogs go wild. Eleanor and Jack have the zoomies while Jolene sits patiently next to Rooster with her tail wagging on the tiled floor, “Hey,Jojo. Is Bea home?”

The pittie licks his hand after he pets her, then trots away to the hallway where she lies down, “Ah,not yet huh? That’s fine.” he places the baby bag on the kitchen counter, moving Nicole to his opposite arm, “She’ll be home soon.”

“Aa!”

“Yes,Birdie,mommy will be home soon.”

Nicole smacks her lips a few times, giggling when she sees Eleanor and Jack still zooming around the house, just a blur of white and brown running from one side to the other - Eleanor sometimes slamming onto something along the way as she usually did. Rooster smiled down at his daughter, fixing some of the strands that covered her forehead, “You know, maybe it’s better if we give you a bath, huh? Get all cleaned up when mommy gets here?”

She ‘aa’ed again, pressing her open mouth on his chin to ‘kiss’ him again, which makes him laugh softly, “Okay,silly girl, you wanna wait for mommy?” another kiss on his cheek followed by Nicole looking towards the front door, “Okay, let’s stay in the living room then.”

Today was…pretty nice, he had to admit.

It’s been some time since he spent time with Mav and now he had Nicole to add to the mix! There was nothing better than spending time with family…and Mav was his family. As he sits down on the couch, he leans back against it to keep his eyes on Nicole as she babbles happily, tapping her tiny hands on the seat and staring at it after the dull thud reached her ears.

So she did it again, slapping her palms against the top of the couch and gurgling a laugh because she was making noise. Bradley just smiled, tilting his head to have a better look as she had her fun…she was so big already. She was still four months old but he remembered how Claudia said that Nicole was ‘stretched up’ already for her age, she said that some of the boys were the same and he also recalled his own baby pictures.

“You are going to be kinda tall,huh?” he smiles, watching the pigtails bounce as she continues her rhythm creation, “...just don’t grow up too fast, okay?”

He was excited to see what his daughter was going to look like when older, that was something every parent goes through…but he didn’t want to miss her younger years either. There was always something he wanted her to experience, he wanted her to enjoy her young life the best she could and maybe that was why they were going out tonight.

While feeding Nicole back at Mav’s he was hit with a thought that this was special…and unique, this was an experience that was going to mold Nicole when she’s older. She’d grow with a fuckton of uncles and aunts, cousins, she’d have people to run to when she needs…maybe it was his own trauma speaking, because while he had a wonderful childhood - within his mother’s grasp that is - he missed having more moments with people around them.

His mother’s siblings were…alright, he wasn’t close to them. From what he remembers, his mother rarely spoke about them either and the few times they showed up was for a brief time and never again. They did show up to her funeral but after that they disappeared like dust in the wind.

Maybe he should’ve reached out then, maybe he should’ve vocalized his feelings more…but he was too angry to.

He tried finding their addresses to invite them for the wedding, but there was no such luck. Hell he couldn’t even find them online. It wasn’t bad, the people he cared about were at the wedding but it was strange not having part of his family there, especially on his mother’s side. His dad was an only child and his paternal grandparents passed away already…he wondered if there was any way to contact them?

Maybe there was one, maybe he should look deeper. Maybe they were just hidden in plain sight…he better talk to Bea about it, because while she knew how much he’d want to, he didn't want to take an emotional jump in trying to talk to them.

Or maybe it was better to likely let them go. They weren’t there for him when he needed, “...I just don't want to get upset about it.” he answers his own upset thoughts, “Not now, not when I have everything I never thought I’d have.” he turns to face Nicole, who was now running her palms back and forth on the couch’s fabric, watching how the tiny furs turned lighter every time she ran her hands over them “You know, your mother is a great listener.”

Nicole looks up at him, still running her hands on the couch, “She doesn’t have to be, but she is. And I appreciate it, but I don’t want to weigh her too much you know?” Nicole just blinked at him, “...or you because you are a four months old baby and certain feelings may cause stress when you are older- right. I better not talk about this then.”

Not to Nicole at least.

“Hey Nikki, look,” changing the subject was a great idea. He holds up his index finger, his daughter’s eyes immediately following it as he moves down until the tip touches the fabric. And he made a circle, the movement causing the furs to move and create a lighter shape on the couch.

Nicole gasped, slapping her hand on top of it and sliding down, blinking when there was only one broad line of pressed down furs instead of her father’s drawing on top, “Aah!” a few more slaps but the circle is gone, her little brows furrowed and she looked up at Rooster.

He grabs her much smaller hand, it almost disappears under his own, and holds her index finger up. He’s more delicate when touching the fabric because Nicole’s skin wasn’t like his, but he added enough pressure to draw something on the couch.

Now, he wasn’t Beatrice. He was shit at art, always was, but he could draw simple shapes and maybe a smiley face if he was lucky. And he could draw hearts, which was what he did just now, “This is a heart Nikki.” his daughter just kept looking at the new shape, amazement all over her face “See?” and he rubs her finger over the line as well, “A heart.”

He didn’t know why but this was weirdly entertaining, it was a lot better than to think about the relatives he hadn’t seen in years and yet wondered how they were. As he let Nicole’s hand go, he was happy to see that she tried to mimic his own movements, albeit not exactly but very close.

“Very good,Birdie.” he coos, making Nicole smile and drop the other hand to mirror its twin the best way it could, “Hmhm, very nice. You are a natural.” more tapping on the fabric, more quick movements of her hand that just added more lines to the drawing.

Rooster, however, looked up when he heard the garage door opening. Jolene immediately rose to her paws and ‘boofed’,tail wagging with her pups right behind her. “Look,Nikki. Mama is home!” and Nicole immediately stopped drawing, turning her head to the door Beatrice walked through every time she got home from work with her little fists shaking with excitement.

He hears the lock turn and Beatrice’s face peeks from behind the door, “Hi guys! Hi! Oh, God,Ellie!” she tries to push Eleanor back a bit so she could walk inside, laughing while avoiding a mean fall because she tripped on the dogs. She leans down to greet them, kissing their snouts and heads. Rooster just smiles, hearing her baby talking and footsteps approaching the living room, Nicole letting out little noises of excitement, “I think I hear someone!”

“She’s very excited to see you!”

The faucet opens as Bea washes her hands, “Only her?”

“I mean…when aren’t I excited to see you?” he quips back, smirking when he was met with silence. He was sure her face was bright red, “We are just chilling on the couch.”

“I’m on my way.” the faucet shuts off, followed by the dogs nails clicking on the floorboards and walking out of the kitchen past the couch, the twins about to have the zoomies again as soon as Beatrice stepped in.

Nicole squealed happily, bouncing a bit on the couch and in her excitement, she lost her balance and almost toppled forward onto the futon only for Rooster to quickly hold her up, “Nikki! God, are you okay,Birdie?” but his daughter just giggled, lifting her head to keep her mother within her vision, “Dumb question,huh? Course you are.”

“Hi sweetie!” Beatrice’s high pitched tone greeted their ears, the brunette made grabby hands towards Nicole then picked her up from Rooster’s hands, the little girl was still giggling and gurgling happily, her arms hugging her mother’s neck the best she could “Oh my God, hi sweetie!” Nicole squeals again when Beatrice kisses her cheek, burying her nose in her daughter’s hair, “God,I love the way baby shampoo smells.”

“I know right?” Rooster spreads his legs a bit, to get comfortable, “It’s great.”

Nicole babbles a bit more, holding onto the necklace that Rooster gave Beatrice, lifting the pendant close to her eyes just to see it shine a bit more under the light, “Everything okay?” Bea asked and Rooster has to hold back the amused chuckle, because of course she’d know if something was off with him from the second she walked in. He leans further into the couch, then pats his thighs so Beatrice could sit down.

She does, all the while still keeping Nicole in her grasp, the baby kept on babbling but dropped the necklace to hold onto her father’s shirt instead, “Just thinking about some things.”

“Such as?”

Rooster purses his lips, rubbing his knuckle on the edge of Nicole’s chubby cheeks, “...my aunt. My uncle.” he mutters, “My mother’s siblings.”

“What about them?”

“...I don’t know, I had a moment a few minutes back…thinking about all the things they ended up no doing for me.” he mutters, “I guess I’m a bit conflicted, because I’d want Nikki to have a connection with my mom’s family, she already has one with my dad because of Mav…so,I don’t know.”

Beatrice hums, gently shaking Nicole’s hand as her daughter latches her fingers around her own, “It’s not wrong to want that.” she smiles, “Because I’m sure your mother would be happy to see it too…but–”

‘I couldn’t even find them for our wedding.”

“Well,yeah…”

He sighs, frowning a bit, “I don’t know why I’m thinking about this now. I have my family in the Navy, those jerks are my family even if I shook them off,you know?”

“I know,honey.” Bea’s smile softens, ��We can look for them, if you want?”

Bradley rolls his lips into his mouth, huffing quietly through his nose as he sinks into the couch bringing Beatrice and Nicole with him, “I dunno.” he mutters, “It’s…complicated I guess. They could’ve found me if they wanted too.”

“Well,yes.”

“...I don’t know,I really need to think about it. I really need to think about it.”

Beatrice furrows her brows, then rubs her thumb between his, “Are you going to be okay?” he nods, feeling the repetitive touch against his forehead, “I know you, Roos.”

“I’ll be fine,gorgeous…I promise…now, let’s get ready for dinner yeah?”

Nicole had never seen so many colors in her life, she was just four months old after all. That’s why when they went to the taco truck she just stared up at the bright colors, head tilted and all as she looked at them swinging above her head. Beatrice smiled, leaning against her palm with her eyes focused on Nicole as she pointed upwards to where the lights were, “Yes,Nikki, those are lights, aren’t they pretty?” and they were pumpkin shaped, she had to get some of those for Halloween.

Nicole just waves the chicken, the anguished cries echoing through the night as she shakes it in her grasp, excited to her new surroundings. Beatrice looks up to check on Rooster, seeing he was leaning against the truck with his hip cocked to the side…which made his ass appear even better than normal. She didn’t want to stare, after all this was a public place, but she did sneak a peek.

One that her husband caught by looking over his shoulder at her, his eyebrow arching with amusement as he mouthed a ‘excuse me?’ towards her. Beatrice blushed but shrugged, throwing her hands up in the air as if to say she had no idea what was happening, only for Rooster to playfully roll his eyes and look back to the cook inside.

And soon enough he returned with their food, steaming hot and smelling delicious.

‘Alright.” he places the tacos down, “I got the usual for us and we also got extra salsa because of it.”

“We never deny free salsa, do we?”

“Nope, never.’

Beatrice laughed as she popped her soda open, looking down at Nicole who was staring at the new object with wide eyes, “This is a lot of information for her…I hope it’s not too much.”

“I don’t think so.” he says while pouring the soda inside the plastic cup, “She seems to be having a lot of fun.”

Nicole furrowed her brows because what was that thing they were drinking and could she have some? “No,Nikki, this is for mommy and daddy only.” Bea says when her daughter just reaches for the colorful can, whining a bit but settling down when her mother started caressing her hand.

“So, how was the training today? Any good?”

Beatrice smiled while chewing her taco, “Oh it was great Roos. Jessie is so good! She said she worked as a waitress on a restaurant a few years ago, when she was in high school. She’s really good. Oh, and…” she looks around surreptitiously, “I kinda prodded her about the guy.”

“The guy?”

“The guy.”

Who was worse: a group of middle aged women gossiping about their enemies…or Beatrice and Rooster, who were almost too excited when talking about Jessie and her bar crush, “Yes, “ Beatrice leans closer even if the music playing made it obvious no one would hear them, “So I asked her a little bit, about what he looked like and such, so he’s about Fanboy’s height.” her husband hums, very interested, “About…I don’t know, maybe twenty five, she said and he has short curly hair, tanned complexion.”

Rooster blinked, wracking his brain in hopes to figure out who it was, “...tanned complexion…”

“She said it was like a surfer tan.”

“Oh.Oh, oh I know him. Jared, yeah he’s one of the new recruits.”

“Did you talk to him?”

“Just in passing.” he shrugs, “Nothing serious, just a ‘good morning’ and nothing more…he also calls me sir which is really weird to hear.”

“Well you are a Lieutenant.”

“I mean,yeah.” he shrugs, “But still, there’s just…I don’t know, I never got used to it before, still not used to it now.” Beatrice furrows her brows at him, a bit confused “You know what I mean.”

“Roos, well,I mean, you told me you were an instructor and you are…of higher rank. Why would you feel weird about it? I mean, what if you get promoted? Do you want them to just go ‘hey bro it’s a nice morning at the base,huh’?” Bradley almost chokes on his drink at Beatrice’s attempt of a male voice, it sounded like she had a sore throat and was relying on medicine to get it clean. He snorts against his hand, trying his best to keep his laughter down.

Beatrice has to do the same, biting her lips to hold her laughter back and distracting herself with Nicole. After almost choking on air and on his spit at least twice, Rooster coughs up laughing quietly, “You- holy shit- that was funny.”

“It wasn’t that funny,was it?”

“Baby you have no idea how hilarious you can be.” and again her cheeks turned red, her lips curling onto a smile, “Also,the honorific thing…it’s okay,I guess it’s just,well…Jared is like twenty one I think…Bea he was born in,what, the 00’s? Or something? Baby I was in high school when he was born.”

Beatrice chuckled as she dabs a napkin over her lips, wiping some of the sauce, “So you are just…hating it because it makes you feel…old?” he frowns, “...you know you look nothing like your age, right.”

“Hrm.”

“And even if you did, you’d still be so handsome.” Rooster smirked, bringing the soda can to his lips with his eyes still on Beatrice, he could live with that. “Besides, you look better than guys half your age, so…”

“Ah, smooth talking like that.” he tuts, “What’s a guy to think?”

Beatrice smiles at him, then reaches to touch his hand on the table, picking it up to run her thumb on the inside of his fingers, “I mean it,though.” she whispers, still touching his palm, “You are incredibly handsome and you still make my knees weak when you smile at me.” he laughs almost bashfully, licking his lips. Bea brings his hand to her lips, kissing his knuckles before setting his hand back down, “I need to go to the bathroom, Roos. I’ll be right back.”

“Hey, leaving be high and dry here?” he complains, pouting his lips a bit, “You can’t do that.”

Beatrice smiles, walking around the table towards him where she cups his face in her hands and brings their lips together in a gentle - yet amazingly sensual - kiss, “I won’t be long.” she whispers against his lips, letting go of his face with a giggle, looking down at Nicole before she turns on her heel and leaves the table.

Rooster follows the sway of her hips with a smile, tilting his head just enough to see the shape of her ass move inside those tight black jeans she favored so much. Nicole’s gentle noises snapped him out of his reverie, his eyes immediately moving to his daughter who was already staring at him, “How’s the night going,Nikki? Hm? Is it fun?”

“Bahbaah, buuhh!” and a surprise raspberry that neither of them expected considering the way Nicole jumped after she did that.

“Yeah,I’m having fun too, cutie.”

“Aa!”

“Yes,I know, mommy will come back soon.”

“Sir?”

He stops chewing, hoping he’s imagining things and he hasn’t heard the voice of one of the new recruits behind him. He inhales, choosing to believe it was all in his mind, “Sir, is that you? It is him,guys.”

Guys? Oh no.

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