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starstruckmiraclekitty · 1 year

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Hi I wanted to know if you could do a headcannon based off this TikTok

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMYx3JsUQ/

And just other random pregnant reader hcs with 141, König , Alejandro and the whole gang y’know if you can’t that’s perfectly fine. ❤️❤️❤️ love your work ❤️❤️❤️

Thank you for this one!!❤️ Hope this is along the lines of what you were looking for! Added some fluff for some of our boys😅🙈

141+ Alejandro, Rudy, and Konig w/ Pregnant Reader Headcannons

Warnings: crying, swearing, mild sexual references, fluff, mild angst

Simon Ghost Riley-

Scared as shit at first when you told him you were pregnant

He ended up ghosting you for a few days after he found out, as he needed to sort some things out mentally. He'd never in his life thought children were in the cards for him. It was a lot for him to take in.

Eventually came around and was very vocal to you about his concerns, but told you that if this is what you wanted, he would support you no matter what, and would remain by your side indefinitely

110% becomes more protective of you, now that you're carrying his child

Kept a small picture of your ultrasound in his vest pocket

Always had his arm around you in public even though he disliked PDA and very rarely let you go anywhere without him or one of your close friends.

Once your bump started to form, it became more real to Simon that the two of you were bringing a child into this world, and a small part of him started to grow excited.

Whenever he'd be out on shopping trips, he'd always pick up little things he thought the baby might like

Very hands-on with you, and doesn't like to see you do much, other than taking it easy

Unbeknownst to you, towards the end of your pregnancy, Simon would often find himself talking to the unborn child as he stroked your belly while you were sleeping

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You were out cold one night, with Simon curled up into you from behind. He was absentmidently rubbing at your very pregnant belly, lost in thought. He'd shifted slightly, careful not to wake you, and pressed his lips to your stomach.

"Hey, kid. I know you can't even hear me, but that's a'right. Gonna make a promise to you, okay? I'm gonna be the best dad I possibly can. I love your mom so fucking much, I'd do anything for her. And you, now. I'll be nothing like him. I'll be good. For you and mom."

And he was. Simon was the best father to your son that you could've ever asked for.

Johnny Soap MacTavish-

Man had truly thought you were pranking him at first. The two of you shared quite the playful relationship, so he honestly wouldn't have put it past you

When he found out that you truly were pregnant, he was elated

The day after he found out, he told nearly everyone he knew

Totally the kind of guy who found any excuse to bring you being pregnant into a conversation with someone

Constantly touching your stomach.

Went insane when he could feel your child kicking, his face would light up every single time

Developed a small kink of having you wear his hoodies while you were pregnant

He spent a lot of his free time watching tik toks on different ways to alleviate some of your pregnancy symptoms, and often found himself trying out various things on you.

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"Lass, can I try something with you?" Your husband asked, approaching you with a wicked grin.

You'd given him a questioning gaze, before nodding your head.

"Aye! Stand up. Will ya? Turn your back to me."

"What are you on about, Johnny." You chuckled, but did as he asked.

"Saw this on Tik Tok, bear with me, okay?" He asked as he wrapped his arms below your belly and lifted up slightly.

The relief you felt was immediate. Some of the weight you've been carrying for months was literally being lifted off of you. You sighed deeply and laid your head back onto Johnny's shoulder.

"Feel good?" He smirked, pressing a kiss to your hair.

"Mmmmhmm. I'm not letting you go back to work now. Gonna make you do this all day every day until the little one comes." You chuckled.

"I won't say no to that."

Alejandro-

You and Alejandro had been trying for a child for some time

You were a civilian, and you two had been together for long enough that you felt you were ready to have a family

He was overjoyed when you'd shared the news with him. He was away from home for a few weeks, and you had told him over video chat.

Once he'd gotten home, he'd engulfed you in a massive hug, spinning you around.

"Vas a ser una madre tan hermosa" (You are going to be such a beautiful mother) he'd whispered in your ear

Keeps your pregnancy on the DL, only tells a few people, including Rodolfo

Was over the moon when you were okay with having Rudy as the godfather

Literally always finds an excuse to touch you in some way, and you often find him staring at you admiringly, more than he had before.

LOVES kissing your belly, especially right after the baby kicked. He adored your little giggles that ensued from it.

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The two of you were home on a quiet weekend night, Alejandro cleaning up from dinner while you washed the dishes.

You had a slow Spanish dance song playing softly in the background, and you found yourself swaying your hips along with the music.

Alejandro looked over to you and smiled to himself before putting down what he was working on. He made his way over to you, hugging you from behind and wrapping his arms underneath your pregnant bump. He pulled up softly, easing some of the tension in your back, as you were pressed into his abdomen. "You are so beautiful, amor de mi vida."

He swayed along with you, a comfortable silence falling over the two of you. Both of you ended up staying like that even as the song ended, too content in each other's arms to move.

Rudy-

Man was literally over the moon when the two of you found out you were pregnant

A few weeks into you being pregnant, he was already suggesting baby names

Absolute sweetheart to you throughout your entire pregnancy, unbelievably caring

Like Alejandro, he kept your pregnancy rather quiet, but it was very hard for him not to tell anyone and everyone

Cried when he felt your baby kick for the first time

Loved going shopping with you, finding little clothes and toys for the baby

Him and Alejandro had spent weeks building the nursery, and he was so excited to show you

Literally just the best baby daddy, he was so incredibly caring and sweet throughout the entire time you were pregnant

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One day, late into your pregnancy, you found yourself pacing the hallway of your home nervously. Your due date was rapidly approaching, and your nerves were starting to overwhelm you.

"Cariño?" Rudy asked, walking into the room. "Baby, what's wrong?"

"I'm scared, Rodolfo. What if I won't be a good mom? What if I can't do this?" You gestured to your stomach, tears pooling in your eyes.

"Hey, none of that, okay? You are so amazing, amar. Please don't think anything else. You're gonna be the best mom, and im gonna be with you the entire time. In this together, always, you and me." He came up behind you, placing a kiss to your shoulder. He looped his arms around the under side of your belly, pulling upward slightly.

You leaned your head back to press a kiss to your lover's chin and sighed in content as he continued to hold your belly. "I love you, mi amor."

"Yo tambien te amo, por siempre" (I love you too, forever)

John Price-

Man's jaw dropped to the floor when you told him that you were pregnant

Was slightly nervous at first, considering this would be your guys' first child, but the thought of your belly swelling with HIS child? Man was a goner.

He definitely got hornier throughout your pregnancy. There was something about seeing your swollen belly that had his cock constantly straining in his pants.

Doted on you like crazy. Loved cooking for you, and found your pregnancy cravings disgusting, yet hilarious

Totally became a handyman and loved being able to build your child's nursery on his own

Kept a tiny picture of the ultrasound in his wallet

You'd somehow managed to convince John to join you in childbirth classes, and he'd shyly admit he actually liked going with you

"Alright, everyone, today we will be learning a technique that allows the mom's to have a bit of weight relief. Partners, if you don't mind stepping up behind the mom, and put your hands on the underside of their belly." The instructor called out, as everyone moved to stand behind their partner.

Price came up behind you and pressed a kiss just beneath your ear. "Looking ravishing today, love."

"You've seen me all day. You're just now telling me this?" You giggled, pressing your back into your husband's chest.

"Can't I tell my wife that she looks divine?" He teased, making a tisking sound in your ear. "Maybe I'll just have to show you later then."

"John!" You playfully slapped his arms that were moving to encompass your lower abdomen.

"Alright, partners gently lift the belly upward, be careful not to apply too much pressure. This should help some of the pain the moms are experiencing."

Price did as instructed, and lifted some of the weight from your swollen belly. "Does this actually help, sweetheart?"

"Ooooh fuck yes." Your eyes fluttered shut and your head lulled back to his shoulder.

He chuckled softly and started to caress the skin there. He pressed his lips to your shoulder and mumbled, "I can't wait to start our family with you, my love."

Kyle Gaz Garrick-

You and Gaz had conversations here and there about having children in the future, but nothing ever truly came of it. You both knew you wanted kids, though.

He nearly cried when you told him you were pregnant. Though he was slightly nervous, he couldn't be more excited to start a family with you

Makes it a point to cater to your every need

Feet hurt? He'll give you a foot rub. Hungry? He'll grab you a snack at any given hour

Immediately tells his family and friends that you're pregnant

Always there for you. Doesn't get offended by your mood swings at ALL

He's one to try your pregnancy cravings with you, no matter how revolting he finds it

Will literally drop what he's doing to come and help you if you need it

"Fricking crap dick!" You groaned, shifting on the couch to get more comfortable.

Kyle's ears perked up at your words, and he came over to see if you were okay "Babe? You alright?"

"Yeah, sorry, babys just moving a bit much, and my stomachs just sore. Can't get comfy."

Kyle smiled at you softly and grabbed your hand to help you up. "Come on then, come upstairs with me."

You waddled after him, following him into your shared bathroom. You watched as he drew a warm bath (he made extra sure it wasn't too hot) with your favorite bubble bath.

He gestured for you to climb in after helping remove your clothes, and proceeded to climb in behind you.

His hands found his way to your belly, massaging your flesh ever so gently, causing a small moan to emit from your lips.

Kyle kept you tucked in his arms til the bath ran cold, his fingers only stopping their kneading when he moved to replace the warm water. The pain and discomfort were long forgotten, as you dozed off in your partners arms.

König-

Was speechless when the two of you found out you were expecting

He was rather anxious about the prospect of having a child, as it was something he'd never really thought he'd have the chance to experience

110% supportive of you, and stayed by your side lovingly throughout the entire pregnancy

His heart swelled with pride once your bump started to show, knowing that you were carrying his child

Often, he finds himself watching videos on what to expect when you're expecting

Legit cried when he felt your baby kick for the first time, and didn't move from your belly for hours

Will sit on YouTube for hours, watching various methods to help ease the pain you're experiencing, what sorts of things to look out for, and things such as what sorts of foods to eat, or avoid

Will do literally ANYTHING for you, name it, and he'll do it immediately

Was SO happy when you asked him to join you in some childbirthing classes

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He'd come across a video of a pregnant couple, where the husband had lifted the pregnant woman's belly to help take some of the weight off of her. His eyes had lit up, and he grew excited. He was so attuned to you, and he knew you were struggling with all of the extra weight.

He ran over to where you were standing in the kitchen, and hugged you tightly from behind. "Maus."

"Hey, Kö." You turned your head to look at your partner and gave him a warm smile. "You oka- oh my gosh."

Königs arms had found their way under your belly and gently pulled upwards to alleviate some of the weight from you. You sighed deeply, falling back into your partner. "Feels so much better. You're too good to me, my love."

"Nein, you are the one carrying our child. What I do pales in comparison." He kissed the side of your brow, and continued to hold you like that for awhile.

After seeing how much you enjoyed it, he frequently had come up to you whenever you were doing various tasks around the house and would proceed to "hold his weight" as he lovingly put it.

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sunnys-out · 6 months

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Dance the Night | Lucy Bronze

A/N: Based on this request. Please enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Also, I am actually going to have a FaceTime date with my own Northern English, defender this Sunday so wish me luck :)

Also, I imagine that these are the types of dance covers that you would post on Tik Tok btw.

Word count: 2823

Warnings: Suggestive themes/statements

Baby, you can find me under the lights

Diamonds under my eyes

Turn the rhythm up, don't you wanna just

Come along for the ride?

Oh, my outfit is so tight

You can see my heartbeat tonight

I can take the heat, baby, best believe

That's the moment I shine

Lucy and I had the shared experience of playing in an American university. The only difference was that UC Berkeley was my home for my time there.

One of the things that I did during my four years at Cal that made them special and even was something that people loved learning about me was that I was also a part of a dance group whilst playing football. When I was in America, I found that dance was a good way to maintain my cardio and it was a fun way to keep my mind off of football for a bit. I used to do ballet as a kid and did some hip-hop dancing as I grew older so it was not something too out of the ordinary.

Even though football was my true calling, that did not stop me from dancing in the locker rooms before games, and posting little dance covers on Tik Tok during camps at the behest of Mary Earps. The only reason that the fans got wind of the fact that I’m that teammate constantly dancing was because of Lucy, who was filming one time before we played in a friendly against Germany and posting it on Instagram. She says that I didn’t pull her immediately that day but I know Lucy and I saw the way she watched me behind the phone as I danced to Work Out by J. Cole.

During the Euros, it became a thing, I guess, for the main Lionesses Instagram to post my pregame dances in the locker room. One of those I ended up teaching Miss Lucy Bronze how to slow dance which turned into a faster dance much to Lucy’s dismay. Lucy twirling me into a hold was the focal point of the video and I get why this one became a fan favorite and material for loads of couple edits of us.

The caption of said post, “@bbcstrictly @y/n is waiting for her call-up! 👀”

Of course I commented, “@y/n: @bbcstrictly ok but actually I would be down, I love love love the show 💃🙏”

Post win at the Euros, I was getting a call from the producers of Strictly Come Dancing to perform a one-time, special dance. They said that it was some kind of honoring fit for a new European champion.

I worked it out with my management that it would definitely be something that I could do after the World Cup since that was my next objective after a successful Euros run.

During the off time in the World Cup, I found myself talking to the producers as they had ideas of the performance and the choreography that would go with it. So, sometimes I would have to deny a walk with Lucy to figure out some logistics. I was met with a small but still visible pout from Lucy as she only nodded and would call up Jordan to take my place.

My attention was monopolized once we finalized what song and choreography we were aiming for and of course my new dance partner. I didn’t really know the guy but apparently he was on a reality show and all the girls were after him. The only taste of reality shows that I had was occasionally watching Love Island over Rachel and Millie’s shoulders on bus rides to games. I did not understand at all what went on but the drama was entertaining from what I saw.

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“So, you’re not going to tell me the name of the song you will be dancing to?” Lucy said as she remained sitting on the hotel bed as she watched me change into something nicer than the training set I had been in all day. Eyes trained on me the whole time.

“Nope, it’s a surprise, baby. Sworn to secrecy anyways” I said as I got ready for our walk.

Lucy frowned as she started scratching her neck “well at least show me who you are going to be dancing with, like what if it’s a weirdo you know?”

I comply and give her my phone after I look up the name of the guy they had paired me up with.

“Not too bad looking right?” I tease, as I put on some dunks and ask for my phone back.

Lucy raised an eyebrow and laughed a little, “I know I can’t dance like you but ya think it’s too late to ask if I could be your dance partner?”

Now it was my turn to laugh, “don’t be jealous baby, now let’s get going there is a cafe with a chocolate pastry I wanted to try!”

I pulled her up ignoring the small pout and muttering “ ‘m not jealous” as I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and dragged her out of the door.

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After our loss at the World Cup final and a lot of tearful goodbyes to the other girls, Lucy and I made our way back to Barcelona and just took some time to decompress.

One of Lucy’s favorite things to wake up to was seeing me in the kitchen making myself breakfast, dancing in silence with my airpods in my ears without a care in the world.

This particular Saturday morning, however, she was confused because instead of a loose, messy bun, my hair was brushed and down.

Instead of one of my old, English training shirts, I was in a lilac crop top and denim shorts that showed off my legs and not my old PSG shorts.

As she got closer, the smell of her favorite perfume on me hit her nose, suddenly Lucy stood there wondering what day it was and did she fuck up and forgot some anniversary.

As I turned to go to our fridge to pull out the water pitcher, I caught sight of Lucy just standing by the kitchen island.

“Baby, you know it’s rude to stare” I tease and followed up with a quick kiss on her cheek “Good Morning, sleepy head”

Lucy remained silent for a beat before going, “Why are you all dressed up on a Saturday morning?...Did I forget something?”

She rubbed her eyes, lifting her clear glasses as she did so.

“Nope, our anniversary is still Bastille day, uh my birthday hasn’t changed and yours is still in October” I listed them off on my fingers and then continued as if I didn’t leave Lucy even more confused as I began cleaning the counter.

A pair of arms wrapped around me stopping me in my tracks as Lucy burrowed her head into my neck taking in the perfume I wore.

“Then will Miss L/N tell me where she is going dressed like this, hm?” She mumbled as she placed a chaste kiss on my neck.

“Going to get lunch with…ugh what was his name? The one I'm going to be dancing with for Strictly Dancing, baby” I say, nonchalantly, a smirk creeping at my mouth as I felt Lucy’s arms tighten around me and her mouth getting close to my ear.

Lucy did not show jealousy often but I loved it when she did. I loved teasing her but she would always dismiss it saying that she knew that I was hers so why should she worry. But the tone of her voice gave her away.

“Oh really?” She says softly in my ear before turning me around my back to the countertop now. My face remained unfazed as I nodded, even though I was loving everything about the interaction.

“Yes?” I nod over to the other counter across from me. “I made you some breakfast so ya don’t miss me too much, even cut you some fruit”.

The softness and nonchalant nature of my voice made her jaw tightened a bit.

“Want me to go with you?” she said not letting me go, still caging me in against the counter.

I thought for a moment and then shook my head “no” and simply replied.

“I’m a big girl. Don’t you worry, Lucia” My eyebrows raised slightly as Lucy pulled back.

Lucy moves her arms back to her side, “Fine, but I’m driving you”

She did end up driving me to the little brunch place and ignored my “protests” of “you don’t have to walk me to the restaurant, Luce” as she held me tightly at the waist, her hand possessively on the bare skin on my waist.

I let myself out of Lucy’s hold as I introduced myself to my dance partner. He truly was the object of every other girls dream…just not mine. He wasn’t unattractive at all. Even though Lucy came literally holding me at the waist, it didn’t stop my dance partner from subtly looking me up at down.

“Well, it’s great to meet a Euro Champion and a world cup finalist, (y/n)” he said avoiding Lucy’s glare through her sunglasses.

I stop him and laughed, “well technically two, this is Lucy Bronze, my partner, she was just dropping me off”

Lucy only extends her hand out to the guy and firmly shakes his hand and mutters out “pleasure”.

The guy only nods “well, I’ll make sure she gets home safely”.

I hide the smile on my face when I saw Lucy, still holding his hand, say bluntly.

“Oh? No, I’ll be picking her up, don’t you worry” the guy’s hand falling limp as she let’s go.

I give Lucy a hug and planned to just give her a quick kiss on the cheek but she pulled me closer to her by the waist and gave me a slow kiss on the lips,

Before I pull away, she whispered quietly in my ear, “just wanted to make sure he knows who you're coming home to”

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The little brunch outing was interesting to say the least. The boy was bold given Lucy did stare him down when she picked me up like she promised. Especially as we left the restaurant but I, kindly, avoided his “subtle” advances of him trying to lead me to Lucy’s car.

What had been discussed about the dance and from what I could see is that I would be the main focal point and he would be, for lack of a better term, an accessory. I, of course, would not be telling Lucy that immediately, I was very much enjoying the attention she was giving me.

It being essentially a solo dance made it easier since I have training and I wouldn't have to rely on someone else to also learn the choreography…which allowed for me to work on a little surprise for Lucy with my extra free time.

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“Baby, can you help me with something?” I yelled down the hall of our shared apartment.

Lucy came in shortly with a raised eyebrow “ yeah what’s up?”

“Remember how you said that you wanted to be my dance partner instead of what’s his face?” I say as I move some of our furniture out of the way to make space in the middle all while trying to not hit Narla in the process.

Lucy looked at me confused and with a laugh said, “I never said that…what’d you need though?”

I grab her hands and pull her to the middle of our living room “Well can you be my dance partner? You know with all the training and all I can’t really practice the choreo with him…so you want to help me?”

Lucy smiled and nodded as she pulled me closer to her and gave me a twirl “Ok, miss l/n, lead on”

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My, sweet, Lucia can be a wonderful dancer when she puts time into in. She followed my direction even though the “quick movements of the dance” were something she would have to get used to but eventually after a couple of weeks. She was able to fluidly hold me and move with me.

Narla definitely got a kick out of her two moms doing something akin to the salsa in the living room. I would say Lucy, even with the groans and complaints, secretly, enjoyed it as well.

The day of filming came quickly and out of nowhere and we were filming it in the streets of Barcelona; there was just no way we would be able to fly to England and back, especially with pre-season and games starting.

I just want to give a special thank you to M&S for giving Lucy that outfit she wore during that one photoshoot we had with England, honestly, doing the Lord’s work. I had subtly asked that I would love to see her wear it again and again subtly suggested she wear it to the Strictly Dancing shoot and I just love it when she listens to me.

Luce was behind the cameras and chatted with the producers as they waited for me to come out of the dressing room ready to film.

As I was led out with my hand loosely in my dance partner’s I reveled the intensity of Lucy’s stare.

Why?

Well I had a silver, fringe dress with an open back and the dress came up to my mid thigh and matching high heels and, well the fact, my dance partner was trying ever so slightly to get closer to me as we were speaking with the director.

As we got into position, center “stage” in the streets of Barcelona, I look over to Lucy and give a quick wink to her.

“Dance the Night by Dua Lipa” started to play on the set. I began moving quickly and sensually and interacting very little with my partner. The fringe of the dress definitely did not leave much to the imagination. There were parts where his hand would find my waist but those lasted only a few seconds.

Lucy watched, not letting me escape her sight and hid her frown as she noted the times my dance partner would slow the movements of his hands once they reached my waist or when he looked me over as I danced a little ahead of him.

We did not anticipate it being a one take but it was something that I wanted as it was more real in a way. As the music faded and the host came onto the stage to interview me, I caught Lucy in the corner of my eye, and she was smiling so big and visibly more relaxed.

“(y/n), so happy you could be here and we are just so happy to celebrate you and your achievements. How does it feel?” I hold the microphone, still catching my breath

“I loved this to be honest, love the show, and dancing is just something that I enjoy other than football. Uh, it’s definitely been some time since I’ve performed at this scale but it was absolutely a treat, thank you all for inviting me” I said gesturing to the crew members.

“Well, again we are happy to be a part of this and we know that another Euro Champions is in our midst, and I know that you had a little something prepared for the both of you?” The cameras now focused on a very confused Lucy.

I laugh and continue, “Yes, Miss Bronze, she thinks she has been helping me practice for this sole performance but we were actually going to dance together as well, come on babe” I gesture for her to come onto the stage.

The interviewer walks off announcing, “and now for a special dance by the Euro Champions and World Cup Finalists choreographed by Miss (y/n) (l/n)”.

Lucy finally reached me and whispered, “You little sneak,you planned this didn’t you?”

I only wink and immediately pushed Lucy into position like we have been doing at home in our living room.

“Maybe~” The music restarted and Lucy with the biggest smile on her face did everything perfectly. There were some slips in the movement but they were replaced with laughter as Lucy held onto me tightly as the music faded.

She hugged me tightly whispering, “Im so proud of you” her hands finding their place at my hips.

I gave her a quick kiss on the lips as we both ignored the claps from the crew members.

“So…would it be wrong to ask if you can keep the dress?” I smack her slightly at the question.

I give her a knowing smile, “Dress is mine to keep, but I don’t want to keep it on for too long, Miss Lucia Bronze”

I have never seen Lucy excuse herself, thank all the crew members and wish everyone a wonderful weekend so quickly before carrying me off the set in the midst of a fit of laughter.

Let’s just say that these scenes from the recording quickly overtook the locker room dance in edits and well it was all worth the teasing from our teammates when it finally aired.

#lucy bronze #engwnt x reader #lionesses #barca femeni #engwnt #lucy bronze imagine #lucy bronze x reader #woso x reader

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bellewintersroe · 7 months

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Daniel Ricciardo x HornerDaughter! Reader

part 13 - dramaaaaa y/n gets upset when reading some of the weird comments after a little group holiday goes viral and secrets are starting to be exposed. Little bit of a time jump here, I wanted to get to the nitty gritty parts. Also I realised I accidentally wrote the last chapter in first person instead of third? (Or second I can’t remember wtf each one is) oops!!!! Here’s the LINK to part 12.

warnings: mentions of sex, inappropriate touching (consensual ofc) nothing too graphic, hate?? comments& crying. Mentions of readers and Daniel’s age gap, but again the ages are up to you, I’m going no lower than 22/23 because I feel kinda weird about any younger.

“How are you so tanned, Daniel?!” The almost-as-tanned girl sat down on the Australian’s bare lap. Hence the almost, being from England and from a ginger father, she was always naturally pale and tended to use spray tans to make up for the translucency of her skin.

“It’s called being Australian, baby.” Daniel cheekily grinned, holding her bum cheek and giving it a quick squeeze as soon as she sat. “Yeah, but…” y/n scooted forwards, playing with the strands of his hair. The Ibiza sea had somehow made his hair even curlier, even hers had a beachy wave to it that Daniel thought made her look like a mermaid (as he told her 5 times over). He thought she looked beautiful- he didn’t think she could get anymore beautiful until he saw her bikini cladded, in her natural form, cannon-balling off the side of the yacht they’d boarded for the night.

“You’re like so nice and dark, can’t you give some to me?” His eyes, fell to her chest, the baby pink pushing up the swell of her breasts. He just wanted to nuzzle his face deep inside of- “Daniel…” she warned.

“Right, sorry… yeah, I would if I could.” With his eyes back on her freckled face, she offered him a smile, nudging to leave his lap. Daniel’s hands tightened with a soft, “no.”

“What? You wanna have sex… again?” Her brow perked, Daniel felt hot under her gaze, and he couldn’t deny the semi that was growing in his swimming trunks.

“No- yeah.” He couldn’t even lie. They’d been at it like rabbits, and especially on this yacht, on the deck when nobody was watching, all over the bedroom, in the water (comment if you acc want me to write a smut based off this lmao). She was sore from the amount of action she’d had the past two days, but she wasn’t complaining, y/n just thought she needed to give certain areas of her body a rest.

“Daniel.” She groaned, head dropping on his shoulder. “Can’t help my girlfriends fucking sexy as fuck.” His lips pressed to the inside of her shoulder, at first she was about to shudder from the action, but the specific use of girlfriend threw her into a frenzy of excitement. “Oh, I’m your girlfriend now?” She tried to play it cool, but both of them could hear the giddiness oozing off her voice. “Uh huh… if you wanna be?” Daniel nodded up, a closed mouth smile growing on his face. “Yeah.” A giggle escaped her lips.

“Yeah? I already thought you were, you… sausage.” He teased, bouncing her slightly on his knee. “Mmmmh, whatever.” They shared a loving kiss, one that wasn’t helping Danny’s situation in his pants. “I’m gonna go shower.”

“Ok, babe. I’ll get in after you, I’m just gonna go back on deck with the lads for a bit…” The good thing about the pair of them was that they could spend as much time together as possible without getting sick of one another, Daniel felt like she was apart of himself that he’d been missing his whole life- not to sound cheesy. But spending their own time together was so important, and space for y/n felt vital, especially when she wanted to have silent time, scrolling through her tik tok. At least, she thought she wanted some time to herself. Things were going well until a specific video of an overwhelmingly recognisable yacht came up on a video. Her stomach immediately dropped, pictures of her and Daniel, engaging in nothing to explicit, but a few kisses, touches, hugging. Clearly somewhat intimate moments that they kept concealed to the public eye. She swiped furiously, concerned as to what else had been captured. Daniel untying her bikini top, the two of them making out…

Y/n felt her breathing intensify and skin prick with beads of sweat. The comments were what she feared the most- the exploitive pictures were guaranteed to bring unasked controversy.

A mixed response was guaranteed, of course people were shocked, some ecstatic, others doubtful of their age gap. It wasn’t that which bothered her, it was the intruding questions and statements of complete lies and assumptions that rattled her. It didn’t take long for tears to form when people began comparing her to Daniel’s ex’s. Questioning ‘what age’ the relationship started, pointing out insecurities on her body, commenting on their visible intimacy.

Y/n was shaking when Daniel returned into their bedroom. She froze, phone still in hand, automatically turning off her phone as though she intended to hide this from him. “Still in your towel?” He attempted to tease, reaching out to nudge it off her head. The lack of response had him confused, stepping forwards with a slight hesitation.

Daniel questioned if she was crying, before shaking it off, but when she sniffled he was falling to his knees in front of her. “Hey…” he crouched in front of the saddened girl. He reached out, both hands resting on her lap comfortably, feeling a punch in the chest when he caught sight of her tear stained face. “Somebody’s leaked pictures.” She blurted out, voice heavy with upset. Daniel felt his breath hitch.

Without saying another word she handed over her phone, allowing Daniel to see for himself. “Nothing like- really bad, but… I don’t know.” She watched his reaction through the corner of her eyes, using her towel to wipe at her damp eyes.

“Oh, y/n/n.” Daniel sighed. “Fuck. I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault.” She let out a sad laugh. “It’s just- it’s so invasive and the comments-” her voice became choked up once again.

“Ah, babe, you know not to read them. Fuck all that, it’s not even important.” He slung an arm around her, pulling her instinctively into his chest. “Like the most people are fine- but I-i don’t care it’s just the awful ones, Daniel. How have- why has somebody followed us on a fucking boat?” Her torment was something that angered Daniel. Not towards her, but to whoever the fuck stalked them, whoever decided to be a creep and take these pictures of her- not to forget the people who sent spiteful messages.

“People just like to ruin it for their own gain. I’m sorry, baby.” Again, Daniel sighed, feeling a little lost for words as y/n cried quietly in his arms. “Don’t-dont cry, y/n/n. C’mere.” She shuffled further onto his lap, wiping at her eyes in a subtle manner. “Like now my dad has to see that, everybody’s just gonna see and-” her voice cut short to avoid becoming too distressed. Daniel felt the tension that began to grow in his muscles.

“I don’t know.” She managed to exhale after. Daniel pressed a lingering kiss to her head, and squeezed her again. There was a moment of silence which fell between the pair. Daniels mind now began lingering.

“What did they say?” He knew he shouldn’t, but he couldn’t help it.

“Just stupid shit.” He was already reaching back for her phone, glimpsing through a few of the weirder comments. “Oh, I can’t even read that shit.”

“Don’t read it then.” She muttered, biting down on her thumb. “Honestly fuck them.” Daniel inhaled, lifting up her cheek. One kiss was pressed to the rounder part of her cheek. A small, angelic kind of smile managed to peak through her sadness, even just for a second or so.

“I love you. So much, nothing in those comments will change that, will it?”

“No.” She agreed, swiping the last of her tears. “I’ll sort it out. Don’t worry.” He then nodded, a slight sense of reassurance filling her. “Are you sure?”

“Positive, baby. I’m not gonna let that slide, not when it’s upset you like this…”

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The Egg Incident | Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

Summary: It turns out your husband is in fact very useful in the kitchen…

Warnings: Making out, suggestive themes, hint of smut at the end, married people banter, teasing, pranks, like one swear word? it’s short but fluffy and silly!! and not proofread!! i’m gonna list this as 18+, so minors, scram. based off a tik tok trend. okay bye <333

You saw it on tik tok, and you thought it was hilarious. Women from all over were posting videos of them using their husbands and boyfriends heads to crack eggs. It was genius, and the reactions were nothing short of amazing. You couldn’t help but imagine your own husband, Bradley, in this situation.

The mere thought already had you chuckling quietly to yourself, looking over at your sleeping husband as a smirk grew along your lips. Oh, you were so going to be trying it out in the morning. With a sigh and a small kiss to his nose, you settled in next to him for the night, cuddling into his side as an almost apology for the plan you’d be unfolding on him in the morning

Now, typically you weren’t an early riser. You liked sleeping in on your days off, but Bradley seemed to have other ideas. You woke up to your neck being pecked and tickled, no doubt by Bradley’s infamous mustache. His lips trailed gently down your shoulder as you turned to face him, a smile on your lips as you gazed upon your husbands pretty face. “Mornin’, you pretty little thing.” Bradley whispered along your skin as he continued bathing you in his love. “Morning to to you too, handsome. Someone’s in a good mood today,” you noted. “What? A man can’t show a little appreciation to his wife by waking her up with some lovin?” That had you giggling, as your hand reached up to hold his cheek. “Appreciation? Or desperation? Cause can’t seem to keep your hands to yourself this morning.” It was the truth. His hands hadn’t stopped roaming your body since the second you woke up, not that you minded of course. “Why you little-” Bradley began, but cut himself off as he lowered his mouth to yours once more.

And soon enough the two of you were in a heated make out, Bradley on top of you as he began making his way down to the needy spot between your legs. You were moaning, panting, clutching the white sheets in complete need as his jot breath fanned over your body like a sauna. And he was so close, so close to giving you what you wanted. But then- your stomach rumbled. Loudly. It sounded like a damn thunder storm, and Bradley couldn’t help but laugh at the sheepish look on your face as he began pulling away from you and stood up. You whined, making him chuckle more as he helped you out of bed. “Let’s get you some breakfast, baby, then I’ll have mine.” He said with a wink, leaving your mouth agape as he led to you the kitchen.

Once there, Bradley, of course, made himself comfy on the barstool by the counter. “What? You’re not gonna help me?” You teased with a knowing smile. Bradley wasn’t the best cook, to put it nicely. Hell, the man could hardly make toast without burning it. “I am helping!” Bradley defended, “I’m sitting here, all nice and pretty. I’m the eye candy,” he winked. And that he was, you agreed. As you looked him up and down, his abs on display as he was only wearing his boxers. With a playful scoff and shake of your head, you turned towards your fridge and began grabbing all the ingredients you needed for your breakfast. You began cooking, and once the time was right, you grabbed the eggs out of the fridge. That’s when a cheeky smile rose upon your features, as you remembered the countless tik toks you saw the night before. Your smile turned into a smirk, as you reached for a bowl and made your way towards Bradley.

Who, was watching you lovingly and was none the wiser as you padded your way up to him. You set the eggs and the bowl down, giving him a quick kiss. “Someone’s in a good mood,” Bradley copied your words from earlier, reciprocating the kiss. You had a sly smile as you said, “only because I have the best helper.” Bradley’s eyebrow quirked as you pulled away, but before he could say anything- wham!

The egg in your hand gently bounded across his forehead, “what the-” he watched as you smiled softly to yourself and mixed the egg into the bowl. “Baby, what the fu-” and then the second egg. He was left even more speechless as you walked back over to the burner, pouring the egg mixture into the pan. Your back was turned to him, so he couldn’t see the laugher you were trying to hold in as he stuttered out. “HUH?” Bradley finally croaked, and that’s when you lost it. You almost keeled over, laughing loudly as Bradley looked at you with wide and confused eyes.

“I am so lost right now, babe.” He said, walking over to your shaking with laughter figure. You sucked in a deep breath as you looked up at him, “see? now you’re not completely useless in the kitchen anymore!” You said with a small clap of your hands, before you went to turn around and focus on the stove. But before you could, Bradley was hauling you up in his arms, tossing you over his shoulder and matching you towards the bedroom. Not before he switched off the stove, of course.

“Bradley!” You squealed, playfully and lightly pounding your fists onto his back. “Let me down, my breakfast!” You whined, before Bradley tossed you onto the bed. “Oh baby, don’t worry, you’ll get your breakfast. Just not the one you were expecting.”

And then his boxers dropped to the floor.

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r3starttt · 4 months

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Can you do something about drummer Abby and makeup artist reader?

Thank you, I love the ellie in an interview ❤️

make it up to me

> Drummer! Abby x makeup artist! reader

a/n: this took me so long and for what? 🙄 I gotta confess that I wanted to make this longer but got no inspiration at all so the last part is based on a tik tok I saw a while ago that had me giggling and kicking my feet

You’ve always loved makeup, a lot. Your biggest dream was to become a professional makeup artist, and you were determined to. So when you finally got a job you felt like your life was solved.

But it wasn’t, apparently if you don’t work on your own there’s always gonna be people that cause trouble in your life. You got fired because some jealous coworker which you didn’t even get to know the name, said some shit about you.

And you thought it was all over because apparently no one hires people if they don’t have enough experience. And you stood jobless for a while, until your best friend, Nora, helped you get a job.

And now you’re here, on your fifth concert, doing makeup to an apparently very famous band that pays you more than enough. Most of them would ask you for very extravagant makeups, especially the main singer of the band, so you had to take a while with each member due to the details.

So when it was time to get to the drummer you mostly ended alone with her, which you didn’t mind at all because she’s hot and really nice to talk to. Also it’s been pretty helpful because you’ve get to be closer with the band as well that way.

“Gosh people’s so loud today” you could hear the fans screaming outside. The place they were doing today’s concert was pretty small, like a local theater kinda “yeah… we’ve been getting a lot of support lately, hopefully soon we’ll get to perform on bigger stages” Abby’s eyes were closed as she spoke. You were doing a type of messy look, smudged eyeliner, some dark eyeshadow and a bit or mascara.

“You’re planing on performing maybe in other states?” you grabbed the eyeliner and started to apply it on her eyes, smudging it with your finger “we’d like to, but it doesn’t really depends on us. But if we do you’re definitely coming with us” you couldn’t help but smile, she’s just being nice but when you’re almost on top of her, while she has her eyes closed and her voice sounds so pretty to you, what else is there to think?

“I’d love to, thanks” you can see her smile widening a bit “you’re ready abs, tell me if there’s anything else you want to add” you step aside, allowing the blonde to look at the mirror in front of her and check on her makeup “all good” she says, standing up from the chair. And you can’t help but stare at her tall and strong figure which totally hides whenever she sits for you to do her makeup.

She’s wearing a black tank top and some gray military pants with a pair of black boots, and the contrast it does with her skin and hair as well as the makeup is killing you because how does she look hotter than any other day? However your thoughts get interrupted by her voice.

“You’re free tomorrow? I’d like to take you somewhere” she says it so casual, as she puts on a baggy jacket, and you can only stare at her in shock “I’d take you out tonight but we got plans already and I’d like to do something better than just getting drunk and talk about the show with you” she finally turned around and it would be a total lie to say you don’t look nervous because you can see her laughing a bit as she stares at you.

“Yeah, just…. send me a message tomorrow morning” you said trying your best to sound as confident as her. she just nodded and walked out of the room. later that night when you were with the band as usual, celebrating another show, you two could only stare at each other. She always sat besides you, but that night she was touchier than usual and fuck you needed to see her again, alone.

Just as you woke up you checked on your phone and gladly, a message from Abby was the first thing you saw. She just remind you to not go out since you had plans with her. You two kept talking most of the morning, planing where to go and what to do. Finally you two decided to go to some quite fancy restaurant to have dinner.

And the day felt eternal, even though you had to work that day you could only overthink about the whole situation and the date you had later with Abby. And it was the same for her because as confident as she looks and acts in front of you she was almost dying yesterday when she first asked you to go out and you wouldn’t answer, she was also overthinking, a lot, an repeating the scene in her head over and over.

Abby had offered to pick you up and drive you home as well because “it’s dangerous for you to be alone” so when night came and your phone vibrated you got shivers all over your body.

The date was way better than you expected, you feared it might be awkward but it was the total opposite. Maybe it helped the past weeks of pure tension between both or the fact that most of the time you were flirting with each other, but whatever it was it doesn’t really matter as long as you get any chance with her.

Once she drive you home she ask you to stay just a bit more, so now you’re both outside your apartment’s building, just sitting in the car, staring at each other in silence.

“Can I kiss you?” you see her eyes wandering over you as her hands cup your face, and suddenly you’re pressing your lips over hers for some seconds that feel eternal, until she pulls away.

“you’re so fucking pretty you know that?” her hands are still on your face yet she moves them rapidly and turns her face to her window, to which you laugh “what’re you doing?”the light from the outside reflects on her as she turns her face back to you “doing what?” her eyes move to your lips once again “look away” you reply.

“Because” a nasal chuckle comes out of her and her smile wides a bit. her arm moves again to your face and as her fingers touch your lips you open your mouth slightly “I gotta go abs” as you speak her thumb goes slightly into your inner lips “why?” you notice how she furrows her eyebrows slightly and her eyes finally meet yours.

“It’s too late already and I have to work tomorrow, all day” a small chuckle comes out of your mouth “Come here then” she moves her arms to the back of your neck and pulls you again for another kiss.

“Thanks for today, I swear I’ll make it up to you” you grab your bag and open the door, looking at her one last time “you better do”.

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inez-winchester-cameron · 10 months

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"Could I Do This If I Was Drunk?"

↠Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

↠Summary: After returning late from a night out with your friends, you try to convince Dean you aren’t drunk. (FLUFF)

↠Notes: This is entirely based on a tik tok I saw, it’s not word for word by any means though

Dean stood in front of you, arms crossed, looking down on you as you tried to defend yourself. His stance reminded you of a father’s when he’s preparing to scold his daughter. His eyebrow raised, “You tryin’ to tell me you’re not drunk?”

“I-I’m not-!” You tried, your words slightly slurring together. You weren’t blackout, but you weren’t sober either.

“Uh-huh,” Dean asked, taking in your appearance, “I’ll ask you once more, how much did you have to drink, sweetheart?” Dean wasn’t mad, just concerned about the fact that he had no idea how much you had to drink.

“Three,” you replied.

“Three what?”

“Three.” You reaffirmed and Dean sighed, and that’s where things started going south for you. You thought for a moment, deciding how to defend yourself. After a moment, you began step-dancing, nearly falling in the process.

Dean reached out to catch you and helped you back to your steady feet, “What the hell are you doing, baby?”

“Step-dancing, could I step-dance if I was drunk?” You asked, beginning to do it again. This time you didn’t fall but Dean watched with concerned eyes. His mouth formed a thin line, trying not to chuckle at you.

“Babe, you are most definitely drunk.”

“Am not,” you tried to do it again but almost fell again. Dean gently grabs your arm, helping you stay steady.

“Okay, babe, you’re not drunk. Let’s go cuddle and watch some T.V., hm?” Dean gently coaxed you inside.

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extrovedteen · 5 months

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WAIT Y/N! Quick Note: For those of you that saw ‘chapter one’ I decided to just break it down into individual parts all based on NEP’s PUP EP because I’m obsessed and it gives me hardcore Colby vibes so for all of us Colby Brock girls, this ones for us!

Warning: SMUT , FLUFF and everything in between. Enjoy my lovelies, if we like this I may do a Kit Connor one afterwards!

PART 1: FENDER (COLBY BROCK x READER)

“I really like it when you scream, I really like when you do not hurt me, I really like the way I look up at you and somehow you look down on me kindly.”

"You're not meant for that side of YouTube!" your manager yelled at you through the phone.

"It's what I want to do, I'm not interested in-" you started, trying to be heard.

"You're not doing it!" Your manager said sternly, you felt your heart break, as you knew you weren't in control of your own carer and if you wanted to continue this life, you had to stay a lifestyle guru.

You woke up in a hot sweat, a squeal escaping your lips before you fully woke up and understood that it was just a dream, your subconscious coming through.

"Hey guys, what's up! It's Y/N!" You spoke into your camera, you had just bought a brand new Cannon EOS R5. You had been with Cannon since your dad had bought you your very own Cannon EOS 5DS for your 16 birthday, when it all began. "And Happy Vlogmas Day 1!" You grinned from ear to ear, you were now 22 and vlogmas was the only thing you still truly loved about being a lifestyle guru. "Today we're hanging out with Adelaine Morin, we're going to go to the gym, our personal trainer is waiting for us, somehow we're always late." You laughed into the camera, you felt so fake.

Kris: we should have a sleep over tonight!

You had become close friends with Kris and Celina in the last few years of your career, they were the only ones that truly knew what you wanted to do on YouTube and about your gift

Ever since you remembered you had the gift of clairsentience (noun. the ability to perceive emotional or psychic energy that is imperceptible to the five standard senses.) and therefore you wanted to explore with this gift as it was only getting stronger as you were getting older, but your fan base was with you for lifestyle content and not paranormal investigations. You were worried about losing your fan base if you had a change, so you never did.

You had met Kris and Celina at a Tik-Tok event and the three of you had become inseparable ever since, and you loved spending time together however they knew that they had to hide you in their videos so you'd always be there, but nobody would know.

Celina: At Y/N's? I'll bring crumble!

You smiled at your phone, but then frowned as you knew it was vlogmas and that you needed that time to create content, during Vlogmas it was hard to keep up the double life, so you replied with

Y/N: I truly wish I could, but it's Vlogmas :( and I really need the time to create content.

Kris: Oh, yeah I forgot. It's understandable, but we'll really miss you this month.

Celina: you should just tell your fans the truth, I'm sure they'd understand and be really excited for the new content.

You had wished that it would be like that, but you knew otherwise, you had seen one person who was truly successful at a whole new brand change which was Taylor Swift, and you were no Taylor Swift. Instead you were Miley Cyrus, living a double life.

Y/N: guys unfortunately I'm no Taylor Swift... instead I'm a Miley Cyrus...

Kris: YOU GET THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS!! 👩‍🎤

Celina: CHILL IT OUT, TAKE IT SLOW!

Y/N: THEN YOU ROCK OUT THE SHOW!

You chuckled as you replied, no matter how much you truly cherished your friendships with the other lifestyle guru's especially Adelaine you knew you only truly fit in with Kris and Celina, they made you feel welcomed, they made you laugh and you could always be your truest self without being judged.

Y/N: I have to go! I have the gym this morning, but I'll talk to you guys later

You added to the chat and headed off to pick up Adelaine in your yellow Tesla, your dream car. You picked up Adelaine and the two of you went to grab something for breakfast from Starbucks before heading to the GYM.

"I just picked up Adelaine and we grabbed some Starbucks for breakfast, I got the egg bites and an iced matcha." You said, shaking your drink as you took a sip, your Tesla driving for you. "So good!" You grinned, Adelaine then shared what she got as well before you both said "and now we're on our way to the gym!"

Cut to the gym, it was leg day for you and so your PT talked you through that and you captured as much footage as possible before the session was over. After the gym, you and Adelaine went shopping to target to do some Christmas shopping and found something you knew that Kris would die for and so you recorded yourself putting into in the trolley, as a part of your footage for the day when your phone pinged.

Celina: Sam and Colby are coming to mine, we're filming a video on my haunted house.

As soon as you saw the names of the boys you wished you could go, Sam and Colby you had met them a handful of times as you were in their friend groups and would go to the same parties, you still remembered the first time you had never met Colby as clear as day. You glanced at him from across the room only to see him already looking down on you kindly, it made your breath hitch and your heart flutter. He walked over to you, it was an open mic tik-tok event and he was going to sing his song ‘Skin’ you also sang every now and again, but what influencer didn’t really. You knew how to play the bass and so when you noticed him holding his bass, you walked over to him confidently.

‘Nice Bass, It looks really expensive. I’m Y/N.” You introduced yourself, holding your hand out. He took your hand and kissed the back of it.

‘Colby.’ He replied before smirking up at you ‘Do you know how to play?’ He asked you.

‘Yeah, a little.’ You replied, feeling cheeky. He took his bass off and placed it over you.

‘Back straight, chest out.’ He instructed, you followed his instructions.

‘You lied bunny, you’re good’ He grinned, his breath on your neck as he stood behind you.

‘I know, I was just messing with you.’ You laughed, feeling the tension in the air of him standing behind you and obviously flirting with you.

‘No, say it.’ He said sternly, he very much had dominate energy and you couldn’t help but blush.

‘Say what?’ You asked, confused.

‘Say that you’re good.’ He continued.

‘Okay, I’m good.’ You admitted, turning around and looking into his eyes trying to make him feel just as intimidated.

‘Good Girl.’ He said looking into your eyes, he definitely wasn’t the littlest bit intimidated and he took his bass back before walking out on stage.

You still remembered everything he ‘taught you that night’ even how surprised he was when you played for him and found out how good you were.

You blushed, thinking about it until Adelaine’s voice bought you out of it. ‘Y/N!’ She spoke loudly before waving her hand in your face. ‘What are you thinking about that’s got your face all red? Wait! Is it a guy? Finally!’ She grinned. ‘WHO? Who is it?’ She asked, excited. She had been waiting for you to get into a relationship since you guys had met seven years ago, you had never had a boyfriend before.

‘Nobody.’ You laughed, your phone pinging again.

‘Is that him?’ She asked, reaching for your phone and you instantly became scared of her seeing who was messaging you so you shoved your phone into your pocket.

‘Don’t.’ You said sternly. She was surprised but that but dropped the conversation not wanting to upset you further.

‘Who is that for anyway?’ She asked you, looking into your trolley. ‘Just a friend from back home’ You lied. You hated lying to your best friend of seven years but your fear was far too strong and you knew you needed to keep the two lives separate, if you ever felt the courage to change your carer she would be the first to know, other then those from that other life.

Kris: Count me in!

You sighed, reading the message that had come through

Y/N: Have fun guys!

was all you could say, knowing your fans were counting on you getting enough footage each day for vlogmas. Instead of counting down to Christmas you were counting down the days until you could finally spend time with your best friends and see the boy that you had a crush on, not a crush- you just thought he was cute- or annoying.

Kris: Colby is talking about you!

Celina: He asked where you are AH

Y/N: Guys, he’s probably just used to me being with you guys and helping you paranormal investigate because I have a gift.

Celina: Yeah and because he probably wants to give you a gift ;)

Kris: BOO YEAH! GOOD ONE.

You just laughed at your best friend’s messages, shaking your head as you sighed, stretched and finished editing the thumbnail as you had already sent off the footage to your editor. By the time you were done it was 12:00AM and you knew they could possibly still be filming.

Y/N: I’m finally done! Be proud.

Kris: We’re so proud of you, beautiful. We’re almost done filming, we’re just about to do some rituals to close.

Celina: Get over here RIGHT NOW! Sam and Colby are staying the night.

You read the messages, and although you were tired 5 minutes ago you were wide awake.

Y/N: Lifestyle guru by day, paranormal investigator by night! I’m on my way!

You replied, getting up of the couch grabbing an energy drink out of the fridge and grabbing your car keys as you walked out the door, you got into your Tesla and drove to Celina’s house, your makeup was still done from earlier that day and you were wearing a tight black dress with a cut in the front exposing skin, you paired it with a leather jacket as it was winter and you’d be filming outside but you wanted to show off your brand new dress.

You got there 45 minutes later as Celina lived in a secluded area the time now reading 12:45AM. You took a few seconds to pull yourself together knowing that you truly had a crush on Colby Brock, no matter how hard you tried to deny it.

“Ello, Ello!” You called out, walking up to the door as you automatically felt goosebumps and the hairs on your skin prick up.

“Y/N!” Kris ran to the door and twirled you around before putting you back down.

“Come into my lair!” Celina said in her demon voice making you all laugh as per usual, dragging you inside. As soon as you stepped inside your eyes automatically looked for Colby’s as your heart fluttered.

“Hey Sam” You smiled, before looking back at Colby “Colby” you added.

“Bunny.” Colby replied, Sam walking over to you to give you a hug “Long time no see” Sam said with a grin.

“I can’t believe you guys wanted for me, I can’t even be in any of the footage.” You stated, feeling disappointed in yourself.

“We just enjoy your company, plus we always know we’re on the right path when you’re here because of your gift.” Colby said, looking at you with the kindest eyes.

You just smiled and nodded before you turned out of the frame and let them continue their filming, all of you walking towards the outdoor cabin, them filling you in on what you had missed.

“We’re going to play this game, it’s basically a ritual. It’s called the corner game.’ Sam started explaining. ‘So basically the idea of the game is to use all of our energy to summon said thing we want to talk to into the space that we’re here.’ He finished before adding on that the whole point of the night was to try and get rid of Elias. You instantly felt the negative energy and knew that it was Elias. “He doesn’t like that.” You said, Colby standing next to you out of the frame but recording Sam speaking. He instantly looked at you, and could tell that you were feeling uneasy.

“It’s summoning him right?” Colby asked and Sam replied “Summoning him into our space.” You nodded your head before Colby assured all of you that they had a plan and not to worry, you took their word for it and you all started the ritual.

Whilst you all undertook the summoning ritual, you were the last in, after Colby so that it would be easier to edit your voice out.

“Y/N! Y/N! Y/N!” You chose your corner and instantly felt Elias’ in the cabin with you, the uneasy feeling following you, you chose your corner and then the ritual went on, the energy just getting worse and worse.

“Y/N! Y/N! Y/N!” You said lastly, walking out of the door and closing it behind you, however Colby needing to go back and close the door so you weren’t in the video.

As soon as you were all out, you started to fall over feeling the negative powerful energy consume you, it was a downside of your gift. Colby caught you “You okay, bunny?” He asked you, worried. You sat down and nodded

“He’s definitely here.” You told your friends. Your friends stood up and started to film themselves using the Alice box hearing ‘Here’ come through which only proved your gift further, Colby was so turned on by your gift, he truly thought it was incredible.

You all filmed the last part of the video which was the banishing ritual, and by the end of it you truly didn’t feel his presence anymore, the video was complete and filming wrapped.

“Your gift is incredible” Colby said looking at you, everyone else agreeing.

“The way that you said ‘He’s definitely here’ and then the Alice box said ‘here’ that’s so crazy.” Sam added.

“Thanks guys, well in good news I don’t feel him anymore.” You assured them.

“Thank you.” Celina said thanking everyone. “It’s getting late.” Celina said, looking at her phone as you all walked back into the house, It was now 2AM.

“We should all get the bed, and we’ll hangout tomorrow morning?” Kris asked, everyone agreeing.

“Is there anywhere for me to sleep?” You asked, not really wanting to drive another 45 minutes home.

“Of course! We were thinking maybe You and Colby could share the cabin?” Celina asked, Kris’ eyebrows raising as a small chuckle left her mouth.

“What’s funny?” You asked, obviously knowing what they were implying, everyone could feel the sexual tension between the two of you although you’d both always deny it.

“Nothing.” Kris said, “It’s just probably less scary with you there due to your gift” She said, saving herself.

“Nice save” You laughed.

“I don’t mind, bunny.” Colby said, using that nickname that he knew made you swoon.

“Okay, then neither do I.” You said, daring.

“Well, goodnight.” Kris smiled, giving you a hug and walking inside. Celina and Sam following her inside, after Celina also gave you a hug.

You just looked up at Colby before twirling, showing of your brand new dress. “I guess your stuck with me” You said meeting his eyes that were looking down on you kindly, every time.

“I don’t mind that” He admitted, the two of you walking into the Cabin.

It was now 3:30AM and the two of you still weren’t asleep, you had gotten cold and so he gave you his sweater which was apart of the new XPLR merch, it was the purple ‘busy fighting demons’ sweater, you had been wanting one and now you had one and it smelt like Colby. However it fit you terribly but it was okay because you felt all cute and chic. You hadn’t spoken much to each other, only stealing glances when you’d look up from your phones. You were sleeping head to toe together in bed, and occasionally you could feel his leg touch yours and you weren’t sure if it was on purpose or because of the way you sit in the single bed together.

“I’m starving, I didn’t eat dinner.” You admitted.

“No dinner, bunny?” You asked, again that nickname made your heart flutter, although it was the only thing he called you, it always caught you off guard.

You pouted. “Unfortunately not, I was so busy with my daily footage.” You admitted. “I only had breakfast earlier before the gym.”

“There is a McDonald’s 25 minutes away.” He asked, looking at the maps on his phone. “Come on, my shout” He said and you were too hungry to disagree so you followed him out of the door.

25 minutes later you both arrived at the McDonald’s and ordered your food, Colby parked in the parking lot and you both got out and sat in his trunk which had a lot of space in the back. You ate your food and talked about life, just getting to know each other and it was obvious that you both liked each other.

“You have sauce” He said, rubbing his thumb under your lip. You both looked into each other’s eyes “Your eyes are so beautiful.” He admitted, you gulped before the two of you knew it your lips were crashing together as you kissed each other passionately. You bit his bottom lip and giggled. “You’re so beautiful.” He added before you both hid in the trunk, you were pretzeling your legs as you fell back into the trunk, you both had so many tattoos and you couldn’t help but admire his.

You wanted to take things slow, but the sexual tension was so strong that your legs instantly wrapped around his waist, dragging him down on top of you and the two of you started making out again. “Colby” You said, biting his bottom lip again, driving him crazy. “Bunny” he whispered into your ear, as his hands rubbed down your sides “Can I?” He asked, his hand meeting the top of your panties, he was asking for consent to put his hands inside your panties which made you admire him even more, you nodded your head as you nuzzled your head into his neck, biting his neck and leaving little love bites. “You’re driving me crazy” he admitted, but you already knew you were. His hands found your clit through your panties and he started to rub against it, making you wet. You had never been with anyone else so this was your first time, you didn’t want to ruin the moment so you didn’t tell him that.

“What do you want to do?” He asked you, before your hands were also in his pants, rubbing his hard on.

“I want something baby” you replied before whispering “guess” in his ear.

When you assured him that’s what you wanted, he started to undress you, taking off your dress, leaving you in your underwear. His hands making their way inside your panties as his fingers found their way inside, still rubbing your clit. You started to moan softly into his ear.

“Fuck, Bunny you feel so tight.” He spoke dominantly. You instantly knew it was because you were a virgin, you had always dreamed of losing your virginity to your soulmate because you believed in that type of stuff but you wanted him more than you had ever wanted anyone.

Your hands unbuckled his belt and you pulled his pants down, him helping you with this before your hands started to jerk him off. He moved you on top of him, so you were sitting on his face as he fingered you and ate you out moaning while he did so. “You taste so good” He assured you.

You started to suck his cock, jerking him off while your mouth is around him, this making him scream enjoying it so much. He would have never guessed that you were a virgin. Soon your breath was hitched as he started to pump two fingers inside of you, you now understood why everyone enjoyed sex.

You started to experience your first orgasm, feeling his tongue against your clit, rubbing it as fast as he could.

Whilst he did this, you continued to suck him off, licking in between his tip, focusing on the side. “Fuck!” He groaned as you both started cumming together.

You laid down next to him after this, looking up at him. “Good Girl” he whispered, kissing the top of your head. You really like it when he didn’t hurt you.

You started to trace his tattoos, “How many do you have?” You asked him. “11” He told you before the two of you fell asleep in the trunk.

Ending Note: AYO that was good, I think? What did you guys think? Next SONG will be PUP!

#colby brock #sam and colby #angst #fluff #smut #youtube #kris collins #celinaspookyboo #Spotify #colby brock x reader #spotify

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whowantslovergirl · 1 month

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tojiandy/n

Toji Fushiguro x reader (reader is female with she/her pronouns)

warnings: not really, this is purely based on Carlo and Sarah if you don’t know them look them up on insta or tik tok, THEY ARE THE CUTEST, basically that but with toji 🥳 miscellaneous masterlist

Summary: Toji adapting to the American lifestyle and Y/n recording it all

posted: March 31, 2024

Toji trying publix sushi for the first time 🤭

The video starts with Toji sitting in front of a try of sushi. “So today Toji is trying sushi. Are you excited?”

He’s smiling and nodded. “I don’t think it’s going to be good.” He said while a little of his accent slipped out. “What?! Toji you’re going to love it.”

“I don’t even know what this is?!” He said laughing and you joined in. The video cut to Toji putting the sushi in his mouth. You are looking at him in anticipation behind the camera. He’s trying not to smile. “You like it?” He didn’t say anything but he did eat it. “It’s okay?” You just nodded.

He liked it and the comments also thought so.

user he def liked it 💀

urfav___ publix sushi is so good i can’t blame him 🤣

daddyy/n guys he liked it he told me 🙄

tojif replied i never said that?

He’s sad he forgot to get me flowers 🥰

The camera is facing Toji again and he’s telling you how he forgot to get flowers on his way from work. “I was so excited to give them to you and I forgot.” You just laughed a little. “Toji it’s okay.” He immediately shook his head. “No it’s not Y/n. You talked about wanting flowers yesterday! And I was going to surprise with flowers.”

“But for the house Toji.” You said laughing. He just looked at you. “I’m sorry ダーリン” (my darling)

“It’s okay my love.” He leaned in for a kiss and you ended the video.

user2 PROTECT THIS MAN AT ALL COSTS

cxuwk he genuinely looked so sad 😔

cutie i love him 😫

daddyy/n replied me too 😫

Smiling weird while Toji talks about how we met

You guys were in the kitchen, at the island. You guys were sitting on the seats you propped your phone on the paper towel roll. And press record.

“So Toji a lot of people been asking about how we met. And I like the way you tell the story. So tell it.” He nodded and began talking. “We met when Y/n was on trip with family and they were at dinner.” While he was telling the story you started smiling weird trying so hard not to laugh. He continued the story not knowing what was happening next to him.

“And I got her number and I was so happy and then-.” He cut himself off finally noticing what was happening. “Why you smiling like that?”

“Like what?”

“You just smile weird.”

“I always get happy when you tell the story you know that.” You pretended to be annoyed. “Oh ok.” Then he continued the story and you started smiling weird again. He saw you again. “You’re doing it on purpose!” Then you started laughing. “No I’m not?!” Then he started laughing.

lomlheidi_ HE SO FUNNY PLEASE

daddyy/n dw guys we’re actually gonna do a video on how we met 😭

Surprising Toji with his son

The video starts with you in the car and you are on your way to the airport.

“Today I’m surprising Toji with Megumi.”

“Now it’s no secret that Toji has a son, we both talked about it before, I would even consider Megumi to be my bonus son. And he calls me his bonus mother.”

“Yall are probably wondering why doesn’t Megumi live with you guys? Well it’s because Megumi goes to a school that is not offered here in America and he wanted to complete school then move here. We FaceTime him every single day. We love him with all our heart and Toji been a little sad missing his son so I called Gumi and one thing led to another I’m on my way to the airport.”

The video cut to Megumi in the car. “Hi Gumi!” You said hugging him and him hugging you back. “Hey Y/n.” “Are you excited to surprise your dad?” He nodded excitedly.

_____

To make everything more believable you invited your family and they all know about Megumi being here. You set a camera up in the living room and moved everyone over there for a ‘family picture’

“Ok everyone gather around I want to take a picture!”

Everyone gathers around and takes the picture. “Ok now Toji gonna take one by himself.”

“Wait why not you too?” You just shrugged and while he was posing Megumi slowly came in.

“Ok say cheese.”

“Cheese!” You took the picture and showed him. He saw Megumi in the picture and got confused. He turned and he saw his son in the flesh. “Oh my god!” Everyone laughed and you smiled. “ここで何をしているの” (what are you doing here?)

“Y/Nは私を追い出しました” (Y/n flew me out.)

They started communicating and smiled at them. You love your bonus family.

user3 OMGGG I LOVE THIS

jahsj why megumi kinda….

tojif replied please not my son 😔

daddyy/n guys stop making thirst traps of megumi Toji is literally going crazy

megumif replied keep them coming i like bragging to my friends

yujii__ replied WERE UR FRIENDS?!?!

How Toji proposed

You guys were at restaurant with Toji on one knee and you tearing up.

“Can you want?” You just laughed. He leaned in for a kiss and the camera cut to him asking again.

“Can you want?” You nodded and hugged him.

You love him and he loves you.

You’re Toji and Y/n.

#my lovers on top #jjk x reader #jjk toji #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #carlo and sarah are so cute bro

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suckmybigtoeoikawa · 10 months

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The Way That Lovers Do.

(i’m on my period and feeling a bit sad, but i was on tik tok and saw this lovely video of this couple and they looked so in love while sitting at this table ^. it inspired me to get out of my writing slump) sorry if the story is a bit unorganized, i was struggling on what to write.

it was your second date with him. he was a very sweet guy. usually, people say that opposites attract and they do, but really we look for the similarities.

when you two talk to each other it was like gazing into a whole different world. for example, his career was totally different from yours, and the stories that he would tell you about his job would be shocking enough to make your jaw drop. he was so eager to talk while you were intent with listening. you had no problem with this, he even made to effort to listen to you (which is different from your ex’s).

he was a little shy and so we’re you, being that it was your second date with him, it’s expected to feel this way. yet, his nervousness only propelled him to go on nervous rambles and very detailed stories. and like mentioned before, you throughly enjoyed them.

6:45 pm

he pulls up to your house, you swear that time was moving quicker than it usually did. so when you hear the door bell ring, you’re rushing to fit things in your tiny bag, making sure you’ve got everything you needed. ‘gum, phone, lip gloss, perfume, keys, wallet,’ you quickly check off while rushing down the stairs. the sun was setting, leaving a nice warm glow around him when you opened your front door.

“hi.. hello” he repeats nervously as if you didn’t hear him the first time.

“hello” you smile back at him. he stares at you almost as if he’s in a daze, and you stare back reciprocating the same look. he looks very very good. his style is a tad bit different from yours, color wise. you guys both made the effort to dress up on your second date. A complete contrast from your first date where you guys were dressed down (because y’all painted in the park 🤭) .

“uh, you look very very beautiful,” he says as he reaches out for your hand. “thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself,” you smile again, looking him up and down, while giving him your hand. he smiles really hard and mumbles a thank you, while he closes your door.

when you guys reach the car, he opens the door for you like a princess, waving his hand in front in a way how chauffeurs (idek bro😭) do in fairytales. when you get inside you see him quickly walk to the drivers side and you try to reach over the console to open his door as well.

7:20 pm

upon arriving to the restaurant, you both walk in hand in hand. the smell of fresh bread and soft jazz giving you a warm welcome, the lights dimly lit and the evening sun helping light up the restaurant.

“this place is nice,” you say to him. “i’m glad you like it, i took some of my coworkers here a little while ago, it was nice and the food was good,” he replies. “they serve french cuisine here, so i figure that it would be romantic”. you smile at him and you can tell he starts to get nervous. “cause you know, like, France, heh.. Eiffel tower—,” you start to rub your thumb over his hand to calm him a little “i understand,” you laugh.

“so what did you try the last time you were here,” you ask, as you guys get settled in your seats.

“we’ll, this place is very well known for their soufflés, so last time i got the salmon and asparagus soufflé i believe.”

“hmm, i might try that”

9:05 pm

the night is going beautifully. after you both ate you decided to talk for a while. while you tell him about your drama at work, or the latest trend you saw on tick tok, he would be heavily engaged. he would keep deep eye contact with you and would have a through response and/or interesting opinions. Not only that but he was a good listener.

when you first met him, you were a bit thrown off by him. considering that you didn’t know him well enough, it was so easy to come up with assumption about him based on how he looked and what people around him said about him. but after your first date with him, you found yourself a lot more eager to learn about him, and so was he about you.

so when he starts to share his stories about his day, and he shows how he was listening to you by relating his stories to yours, or even brining up similar topics, you find yourself smiling at him (the wine isn’t helping either).

so as the night grew longer, and the conversations became deeper. you found that you guys are much alike. and although you guys are different in many ways, the main thing you have in common is you hope you guys can love each other the way that lovers do.

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Kageyama, suga, asahi, kita (but i feel like he’s a bit more direct), goshiki, Aone, sakusa (i feel he’s a bit more direct too), Aaron T, Aaron Z, (maybe) Robaire, Iida, miguel o’hara (he wouldn’t be stuttering, but he’d be shy, i feel like he’s lowkey corny.. jus a lil bit) peter b. parker, miles (BUT LIKE OF AGE/ NO ALCOHOL!!)

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abbu0414 · 4 months

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Boarding Lessons (snowboarding!Ghost x fem!reader)

Word Count: 552

♪ Song to Listen To: A Dream With a Baseball Player by Faye Webster

I know this is really short but it's based off of a Tik Tok I saw this morning and it was literally the CUTEST thing I've ever seen.

This was literally the worst and most embarrassing experience of your life. Seeing so many people go down the hill with ease, and then you only being able to fall on your ass. You had been brought by your best friend and her boyfriend and they were the cutest skiing couple you had ever seen. It was disgusting, but you had been a hopeless romantic your whole life so it was easy to get over.

You had been snowboarding maybe once or twice in your life when you were younger, but it is so much harder to relearn now that you are 21. Unfortunately, you had forgotten what the levels of slopes were so here you were…stuck on the top of the black diamond.

“I-I don’t know that I can do this.” You said to your friend. But it was too late, her and her boyfriend were already down the hill.

“FAKE ASS BITCHES” You yell down the hill in frustration. You had decided to get over yourself and just go down. That’s easier said than done because you’re not even half way down the hill and you’ve fallen about seven times.

You would’ve been down the slope sooner but this group of assholes sped down the hill racing each other, and just about running you over on their boards. You fell yet again and burst into tears under your goggles. You laid in the starfish position and just sobbed for a few minutes. You hear another snowboarder make their way down.

“Slow down ya bunch of muppets!” A thick British accent pokes through the skeleton balaclava and a pair of goggles look down at you.

“Would you like some help…?”

“Y/N, and yes I would. Your buddies are kind of assholes.” He lifts his goggles on top of his helmet and raises an eyebrow.

“Well I apologize for them, but what are you doing on the black diamond then love?” You turn bright red.

“My friend dragged me up here and went down with her boyfriend” You frowned. You see his cheek bones lift a little bit under his mask and loose strands of blonde hair poke out of his helmet as he stretches out his hand. He easily lifts you off the ground and holds on to your hands.

“I’ll help you down the slope, yeah?”

“Y-yeah okay,” You kept hold of his big, gloved hands and looked him in the eyes. “Don’t let me go, I cannot fall again in front of all of these people.”

“I’ve got you love, bend your knees a little.” After a while it was smooth sailing and you both got to the bottom of the slope. You see a group of men approach him.

“We’ve been waiting FOREVER for you Ghostie, what took you so lo-” A man with a mohawk gets shoved by his friend.

“Johnny, shut up, he’s flirting.” His friend says, rolling his eyes.

You looked up at him while his friends walked away shoving each other while unlocking your boarding boots.

“Ghostie? Is that what I should call you too?” You laugh to yourself.

“You can call me Simon, and you can also call me anytime” He winks. You look down in your glove and see his number on a piece of paper crumpled up as he walks away.

‘Call me soon for boarding lessons Lovie ;) -S’

#cod mw2 #ghost x reader #ghost cod #x reader #reader insert #female reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader

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the-offside-rule · 5 months

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Alejandro Garnacho (Manchester United) - Cuffin Season

Day 6 of Christmas

Y/n and Alenjandro were a perfect couple, both in the public eye and privately. While While saw their friends get into relationships and break up, they remained strong and together. They played pranks on eachother all the time and it kept the relationship going. It was good fun all around in all honesty. Y/n was scrolling through her tik tok one morning and spotted a video with that one song from the SNL skit with Sza. It was a girl lip syncing while her not-so-big boyfriend stood in the background and looked on confused. It made her chuckle, and then an idea sprang to mind.

As Alejandro prepared breakfast for him and his girlfriend, he spotted said girlfriend, Y/n, setting up her camera. He decided to pass no heed. She usually does this for a prank or based on the cosy clothes she was wearing, maybe a "fit-check" as she called it. She did them a lot. Music began playing, which Alejandro guessed was his girlfriend beginning to record. She stepped away, putting him into view. She lip synced to the words.

It cuffin season

And now we got a reason

To get a big boy

Give me a big boy

I want a big boy

He turned and looked at her confused. She saw him look at her on her phone and turned to face him, an innocent grin on her face. “What?” she asked. “I am not a big boy.” he whispered making Y/n erupt into laughter before turning her camera off. "You're hilarious!" Y/n cackled, holding onto her boyfriend. "Maybe I'm big in another way, huh?" She laughed even more at the sweet voice saying something like that. She could barely breathe from all the laughing. "Come on and get your tea." He laughed along, turning back to do the task at hand. Y/n posted it. It was too funny. She of course captioned it with his quote from after;

Maybe I'm big in another way - Alejandro Garnacho 2023

Alejandro placed breakfast down in front of his girlfriend who was laughing away to herself on her phone. It of course confused him since he was now sitting in front of her and she hadn't put her phone down like she usually does. "What's so funny?" He asked, taking a sip of his tea. "The comments on the tik tok." She replied. "Already? You posted it 10 minutes ago." He said. "I guess you and this song are just a popular combination." Y/n set her phone to the side. "The comments are full of girls saying things about how incredible you are and all." She explained, beginning to eat her food. "Well, luckily for me, you're the only one that matters." Y/n blushed and looked up to him. "Okay, you softy."

#football #football imagines #football blurbs #alejandro garnacho x reader #alejandro garnacho imagine #garnacgo x reader #garnacho imagine #alejandro garnacho #christmas imagine #christmas fanfic #christmas fic #christmas #fic recommendation #fic rec #fanfic rec

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butler-on-beale-street · 2 years

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Love Me Tender | Austin Butler X Reader

Warnings: None, just fluff.

Word Count: 1.5K

A/N: This is my first ever Austin Butler fic, so I decided to start soft with some fluff...who knows what else I might come up with...👀 Story is based during filming of Elvis. I will be tagging accounts that have been interacting with my blog. Enjoy!

Does he know how much you miss him while he's gone?

You were making a simple dinner, deciding on the easiest thing to prepare. Alfredo it is. Austin had been gone all day and was most likely still on set filming. He left you tucked into bed before the sun came up. It was routine now, and he always made sure to never leave without placing a tender kiss on your forehead before leaving.

“I love you, baby.” He’d always say before slipping out of your house to be whisked away into the world of Elvis Presley. He had dyed his hair jet black for the movie, a change that you welcomed. Austin looked especially sexy with his hair styled. Sometimes just to amuse you, he would come home still styled as Elvis, particularly versions of from the late fifties and early sixties.

You missed him as you finished your dinner for one. You sipped on a large glass of wine as you cooked. Austin mentioned that the next few weeks would be long and that he wouldn’t have the time and availability to be with you as much as you both were used to. You told him and yourself that you would be fine, but as you stirred the pasta sauce bubbling in front of you, it was next to impossible to get him out of your mind. You imagined him kissing you softly, speaking to you with the accent he just couldn’t seem to get rid of. You plated the dish, grabbed something to drink and walked to the dining room table to take a seat.

You set the food down in front of you, but you found that your hunger had subsided as your mood began to sink. You moved the food around your plate with your fork, opening tik tok on your phone to distract yourself with mindless scrolling. You spent several minutes occupying yourself with videos before focusing on your meal. You were distracted from your phone when you heard the front door begin to jiggle as it was being unlocked. You heard car keys jingle as the door opened.

“Hello?” You questioned in a panicked tone, pushing yourself away from the table. You weren’t expecting anyone. You heard footsteps walking towards you. You considered running or grabbing the hot sauce pan from the stovetop, but you dismissed the intrusive thought. You stood up from your seat, feeling your chest heave with anxiety. You peered cautiously into the living room but couldn’t see the intruder. “Hello?” You asked again, this time in a more insistent tone–and that’s when you saw him.

“Hey, baby.” Austin walked into the dining room. “Didn’t mean to scare ya,” he said, his lips curling up in a grin. You let yourself finally breathe, feeling your muscles release. His dark hair was still coiffed perfectly and he had smudges of eyeliner around his eyes. Your brain had forgotten completely about dinner and now the possibility of an intruder. Now, all you could think about was the image of him tossing everything off of the dining room table and taking care of business-however he deemed fit. You cleared your throat.

“Sweetie, what are you doing home? Did something happen?” You asked, stepping toward him. He closed the space between the two of you by pulling you close. You felt his fingertips tilting your chin upward to look at him. He bent over you slightly as he spoke, swaying you with him slightly without music.

“Nothin’ happened. Just wanted to see my girl,” He said in a soft murmur, his accent still thick with southern drawl.

You rocked back and forth with him as he looked down at you. For some reason, it was hard for you to look him in the eye when he looked like this.

“You’re avoiding eye contact,” he said with a lopsided grin. “Can’t look at me when I look like this, can you?”

“You know why I can’t,” you said, admittedly flustered.

“Don’t worry, Mama. I ain’t the king.” He said in his best impression.

“Shut up and kiss me,” you said, bringing your hands up to his face and pulling him down to you. His lips were velvet upon your own, fitting your own in a seamless dance. He tugged at your shirt as he kissed you, and you responded by parting your lips for him to wander. “I could never get tired of kissing you,” you whispered into the kiss. He huffed raggedly into your open mouth, taking another kiss for himself.

“Baby, why do you think I came home so early?” He asked matter-of-factly. “Tom told me I was pretty much useless. Asked me how I was spending my free time.” You feel him stroking shapes your arm with his thumb. “I told him I don’t have free time–and you know what? He laughed at me. Tom Hanks laughed at me and sent me home.”

You stepped back from him, enthused. “Tom Hanks…Tom Hanks literally fired you for the day.” You couldn’t help but wear a goofy smirk.

“Tom said go home and love on her. Everyone can tell you miss her. So I said ‘Yes, sir!’ and came straight home. Didn’t even take a shower and get out of this,” he said, his eyes rolling upward, making you look at his hair.

“You know I like it,” you said, pulling a hand up to his coif, fussing it up a bit. You watched as a few moussed pieces fell out, curling perfectly beyond his widow peak to touch his forehead.

“You love Elvis more than me,” he joked, leaning in and kissing you softly on the cheek.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” you said sheepishly, blushing. You averted your gaze from him.

“Mmhmm, I’m sure you don’t. But while I’m here, I might as well cash in on it, shouldn’t I?” I say, backing away from you.

You raised an eyebrow, unsure what he was up to. He offered you his hand. “Miss, might I have this dance?” He said in his best Mississippi accent.

“Theres…no music,” you said, taking his hand hesitantly.

“I think I could do something about that,” he answered, pulling you into an open spot between the kitchen and dining room.

He clasped his hand with yours, resting the other on your hip. You watched as his fingers laced with yours. For a moment you consider how perfect they look matched with yours.

He stepped into a slow, regular rhythm–a slow two step. You weren’t expecting it when he started to sing to you softly.

Love me tender,

love me sweet,

never let me go.

You have made my life complete,

and I love you so.

Love me tender,

love me true,

all my dreams fulfilled.

For my darlin' I love you,

and I always will.

Austin was a good bit taller than you, the perfect height for you to rest your head on his chest as he sang. You could feel a rumble through his chest as he crooned above you. He sang sweetly, and he sounded just like Elvis Presley which was always a bonus. You sank into him, letting him serenade you to the timeless song. He squeezed your hand softly as you danced, just another small token of affection. His voice was smooth and loving, the lilt of his tone drifting through the house. You glanced out of the sliding glass windows in your living room that led into the back yard. The sun was setting in a soft glow of orange and purple.

“Austin,” you said softly, still pressed to his chest.

“Hm?” He asked, tilting his head downward. “I love you. I am in love with you.” The words fell from your mouth in a moment of clarity. Your insecurities couldn’t snatch the words away in time; instead, you let the truth finally come out, drifting in the vulnerability of his embrace.

He stopped you there, taking your hands. “You love me?” He asked, his eyes lighting up like a child. You nodded, looking him in the eye.

“Yes.” You answered simply. “Of course I do.”

He unclasped his hands from yours, bringing them to your face, resting his fingertips at the nape of your neck, stroking the hollow of your cheeks with each thumb.

“You are the only one. The only one. And I love you completely.” His kiss was intoxicating; within his touch, you recounted every memory with him: the first time you met him, the first date that was unbearably awkward, the time you knew that you were falling for him…it came forward in a flash. He kissed you for an eternity, only breaking when you felt a drop of wetness on your lip. You pulled away, looking at him.

“Oh baby, what’s wrong?” you asked, wiping away a stray tear.

“Everything is perfect. Unbelievably perfect.” You kissed him one last time before bringing his forehead to yours.

“Try to focus more tomorrow, okay?” you teased, smirking when he chuckled.

“I’ll be even worse tomorrow, trust me. But it’s worth it. He wiped at his nose which was beginning to drip.

“I love you, Y/n.” He said, repeating himself.

“I love you, too.” You responded, hugging him tightly. “Always.”

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artemiseamoon · 1 year

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Is it weird the new tik tok based Pedro fans make me feel a little weird? Like, I dunno. I can’t put my finger on it. Obviously I’m so happy for him, he deserves all the praise but lots of the new fans are just odd, obsessed with the d*ddy thing, obsessed with his personal life, asking about his love life…the other day I sadly saw people asking for blind items about him, a bunch of ppl begging for it in comments 😒

they over sexualize him more than I’ve ever seen and just - there is an ick…it almost makes me want to take a break from P content (which I’ve already been doing subconsciously) bc they are just flooding everything with their clock app videos and vibes. And every damn video has someone saying d*ddy in it a bu h of times, under pics too.

I could be wrong of course, but I feel like lots of his existing supporters/fans just have more respect for him and we don’t see him as a piece of meat whose life is our business. Sure there were always problem people, always people who did do this, that never goes away but I think it wasn’t as bad as now, though the last couple of years were def taking a turn.

If I see one more 17 or 18 year old make a video calling him d*ddy I’m gonna vomit. Which means I’m def gonna vomit because I don’t think this is calming down anytime soon. I was never the biggest fan of that term, maybe joked and said it once or twice, but I fully hate it now.

#personal thoughts

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b3rrymilks · 10 months

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𝖊𝖞𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖈𝖙

synopsis ; THIS ENTIRE FIC IS BASED FROM https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8Rm5pDA/ (slide 9) PLS READ IT BEFORE READING!! ALL CREDS TO @/candle.wishes ON TT. pt 2

story note ; pure angst. no happy ending. violence, nearing character death. // i added the fact reader got bit by a radioactive spider that only gave them the super strength and ability to stick to walls. no spidey senses.

authors note ; this isn’t proofread, and it’s rushed ☹️ sauryy but I HAD TO WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT THIS WHEN MY FRIEND SENT IT TO ME ON TIK TOK! ART CRED : thokzu on tt

pairing ; miles morales (e!42) x fem!reader

LOOK INTO MY EYES.

🕷️. “get up, it’s time.” you’d heard your uncle say. he had pushed your legs from the relaxed position they were propped in. “now?? it’s like 1 am” you squinted at the red analog clock. “stop complaining and get ready, we need to hit this bank before they open.” you uncles cold voice had told you to stop asking questions and to hurry up and get ready.

your uncle was the leader in these big plans, but after recent fuck ups, you were taken from the main plan.

“but why??” you asked, holding your arms out in a confused manner. “because you can’t hold your own, we need you out of the actual action.” your uncle replied, ignoring your presence. “but it’s never been my fault, it’s always—“ your uncle had completely shut your statement down. “but but but? you have YET to complete something i ask you to do. you fail at every little thing. you’re not ready.” he had nearly yelled at you.

your family has been doing this for years, it was only recently when “the prowler” had began disrupting your part of the plans. even though you tried to tell your family it wasn’t your fault the plans went to shit, they never believed you. a week ago, you’d gotten bitten by a strange spider while scoping out the bank. you brushed it off as you were in the middle of escaping the authorities.

you’d gotten an intense increasing to your strength, surpassing your uncle.

the plan went active tonight.

“don’t fuck this up.” your brother warned you before leaving to his role in this. “alright, once your mother hacks the cams and alarm system, we’re in. y/n you’re on lookout. make sure no one catches wind of what we’re doing, got it?” you rolled your eyes at the fact you were lookout, and that your brother took your spot in assisting your uncle with breaking in. “yeah whatever.” you replied through the radio.

minutes of silence passed, it felt like the smallest move and your entire presence would be exposed. perching on the building for lookout, the alarms and cams had finally been hacked. “they’re down, now!” your mother announced through the radio. you watched as your uncle and brother entered the bank. “you only have about 8 minutes before the alarms reactivate and give away what’s happening here, we need to—.” the static had interrupted your moms voice, but before you could take action, a heavy blow came to your stomach.

rolling from the impact, you quickly caught yourself and stood upwards.

“you didn’t think i’d let this go by unnoticed did you?” his voice was changed by the mask he wore.

that stupid mask that he always wore. the holo eyes were slanted, and a light purple color.

“i’m so fucking sick of you!” you yelled at him before charging towards him.

you two both collided by trading punches. yours weren’t as strong due to the heavy hit you’d just taken. sharp pains had shot through your stomach. the adrenaline hadn’t kicked in yet, leaving you in pain.

“i’m not letting you continue this life of crime you seek, not here.” he spoke between every punch he threw. every attack you threw at him, he saw it coming.

you didn’t give up. eventually, his attacks had gotten sloppy, signaling he was tiring himself out. you two had gotten closer to each other, more hits connecting and blood had been drawn.

“just give up already,” he spoke again, watching you catch your breath. in his eyes, he saw your mask was ripped, catching light of your face. little by little.

glaring at him, you’d observed that there were cracks in his mask. “you’re never going to—“ you were sick of his constant mocking, talking and presence in general.

charging at him again, you’d tackled him and took hold of his neck. the adrenaline had finally come, and the pain was now gone. you straddled his waist, pressing your fingers against his esophagus. “i’m so sick of you belittling me. just like everyone in my family.” you seethed at him, watching air slowly leave his body. his claws held onto your wrists, tapping them profusely. “i’m not letting you go this time.” you began laying heavy blows to his mask, feeling it break.

your knuckles had began bleeding. blood hit the ground as you kept punching him, over and over again. you weren’t giving up, he attempted to reach up to your mask, reaching for the remains of it.

as the glass of his mask began to break, it exposed each feature, one at a time. first it cracked near his eyes. brown eyes.

then it began to crack near his nose. his nostrils were flared due to the pain he was enduring.

upon one final blow, the mask had finally completely broken. holding up your fist, preparing for one last blow, you took a look at the boy that had been ruining everything for you.

the claws had now broken, falling to the ground as he held up his hands in defense. his eyes were nearly swollen. blood had trailed down from his nose. his lips were bloodied. his face was decorated with cuts, all which were seeping blood. you relaxed your grip on his throat.

he had began inhaling large amounts of air, as you had completely frozen. he had finally peeled off your mask, revealing your face.

“wh— no, no no no no.” you silently wished it was all just a dream. this couldn’t possibly happen.

you watched miles struggle to breathe, struggle to open his eyes fully, struggle to even move.

“miles?”

“y/n?” through coughs, and broken breaths he still managed to speak.

the boy you dearly wanted to protect. the boy you went to school with. the boy that you always wanted to see in your spare time, the boy you loved. the boy you lived next to, was nearly dead from your hands.

you got up, quickly backing up. everything in your head began spinning. the pain had nearly caught up with you, throbbing had come to your head. you watched him hold his side, still coughing.

“no, no.” was the phrase you kept repeating, over, over and over again. “please.” you begged.

3 HOURS LATER.

you hid in your room, lights off, in complete darkness. hugging your knees close to your chest. the light suddenly turned on, and your uncle and brother came in. “what happened to you?? you almost ruined the entire—“ finally stopping the scolding, he had seen how injured you were. cuts and bruises blemished your skin, and your knuckles. “what happened to you?” the question had more emotion tied to it, as he kneeled down to touch you.

flinching from his touch, you remained quiet. “do you wanna tell me what happened?”

whenever you closed your eyes, all you could see was miles’ bloodied face. before you knew it was him, whenever you closed your eyes, you’d see his smile.

you trembled under anyone’s touch. the pain had died down, leaving you with sudden shots of pain every now and then. you hadn’t washed the blood from your body. you’d raise your shaking, cut open, bloody hands to show yourself what you did to the person you cared the deepest for.

“it was miles.” you silently whispered.

#💫 » 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐄’𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 ˚ ˛ * 。#prowler miles #earth 42 miles morales x reader #miles morales #42 miles morales #miles gonzalo morales #miles g morales #angst #near character death #sony spiderverse #spider man across the spider verse #across the spiderverse #no happy ending

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fairy-tale-writer · 2 years

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Nostalgic Memories

Child!Malleus Draconia & Fem!MC!Reader

Prompt/Note: Based on this one, Tik Tok (yeah, I downloaded it as a joke but got sucked in) I found where Lilia accidentally splashes a potion onto Malleus and Malleus becomes like a 7-8-year-old? And I couldn't help but think what would happen if MC had to take care of little Malleus?

I'll probably make a chapter two if I think of more plot to go off of. I just want to hug child Malleus because it's pretty much common sense he must have been very lonely during his childhood.

Cheers!

This could not be true.

Malleus was a centuries-old six-foot-tall fae.

Now, the fae before you was three times younger, and three times smaller. You really hadn't expected to be called in by Lilia to discover this.

You knew it was Malleus since he still had his large horns and his bright emerald eyes. When his eyes locked with yours, you could see his eyes widen with recognition.

He rushed over to you and wrapped his arms around your hips, ducking his head in a sort of shy hug.

"Ma-Malleus is a child?" Your question aimed at Lilia, "How did this happen?"

"It was an honest accident--the vial had overspilled and droplets landed on Malleus' skin. Bless the Seven it was simply a de-aging spell," Lilia explained.

"It's a shame what happened to the young master!" Sebek wailed. He honestly looked close to crying too.

"The unfortunate thing is he does not remember anything until he was seven centuries old, and there is no available cure. Mr. Crewel claimed it would only last a week or so, but until then it's impossible for anyone to see him. We can't risk Malleus being seen in the public eye like this," Lilia sighed heavily.

You looked down at Malleus who was still holding onto your skirt like he was afraid of letting you go. With a gentle hand, you pet his head between his smaller version of horns. Malleus let go only to raise his arms up signaling he wanted to be picked up.

You smiled and granted him, leaning down to gently scoop him up and onto your side. He seemed to be attracted to your necklace, fidgeting and examining it.

"Malleus seems to be quite attached to you, when he was this age he was quite shy but still curious." Lilia chuckled.

You smiled down at Malleus and he shyly smiled back, his pale, chubby cheeks flush with a rosy pink color. His eyes seemed softer and larger, even his pointed ears were large compared to his body.

Your brows knitted as you realized something, "Then...why am I here?"

"Malleus would be safer at the Ramshackle Dorm than in Diasomnia. Your dorm is empty other than you and your monster friend--perhaps we could stay there for a while?"

"We?"

"Of course, the young master would need supervision! He is vulnerable and defenseless being any easily trusting child and we must protect him at all costs from anyone who dares to create harm upon him!" How Sebek could monologue so long and so loudly without being winded was an unanswerable curiosity.

Malleus grew bored of your necklace and instead examined your ear gently pinching the tip.

"I...Well, you have no other choice do you..." You sighed, "Fine. But I'll need to discuss this with Grimm first."

"Excellent! I'll start packing!" Lilia giggled before hurrying off.

Oh dear god, what did I get myself into...?...

Sure enough, it took a bit of convincing to get Grim to agree to Malleus and his retainers' stay at the dorm.

Half a dozen tuna cans later and he agreed.

Sure enough, the very second Sebek saw his room he was displeased. All the spare guest rooms had a thin layer of dust everywhere from lack of use but the bed sheets were freshly washed and the window was open to allow fresh air in.

Silver seemed rather unperturbed since he could literally sleep anywhere. Lilia knew just a simple sweep of magic would fix it up.

For young Malleus he was absolutely delighted to be staying in your dorm. As soon as he saw the building in the distance his eyes widened and a wide smile grew on his face.

Since the others were busy with their rooms you offered to help Malleus as he explored. With a big flap, the duvet floated down onto the bed. You tucked in the edges and smoothed any big wrinkles.

"Human!" Sebek barked causing you to jump.

You didn't even hear him walk to the door.

"Sebek?"

"I wish to discuss with you," The knight said.

"Can that wait just a few minutes, I have to finish making the bed." You passed the fae to the other side of the bed to tuck the excess under.

"No. We must discuss this now. I find it odd how the young master requested to see you. Yet I do not believe he met you before NRC."

You paused and gave him a look before finishing tucking in the corner.

"No, I didn't meet him until after I settled into Night College." You answered.

You wiped your hands on the front of your pants before grabbing the pillows on the floor.

"Then why did Malleus request for you? How did he know you?" Sebek demanded.

"You ask as if I know and honestly I don't, I mean maybe he just likes my vibes? My mother always said I was a kid magnet." You shrugged.

Before Sebek could speak further Malleus came rushing in nearly knocking down Sebek like a bowling pin. At first, you were concerned it was urgent at how fast he came rushing in, but there was a big smile on his face.

It was rare to see Malleus smile, to see his younger version smiling so sweetly made you wonder why he ever stopped.

"What's up Malleus?" You asked, noticing he had his hands behind his back.

You crouched down and smiled patiently.

"Malleus brought a gift for you!" Lilia announced from the doorway.

"For me? What is it?" You asked.

"For you." From behind his back, he pulled out a few picked roses.

"For me? How lovely!" You awed gently taking them from his hand.

The fresh flowers against your nose smelled just as lovely as you imagined.

"These will be perfect for an empty vase in my room. You're too sweet." You pet his head and Malleus smiled with a blush across his cheeks.

Sebek seemed envious of you but said nothing...

Later that night you were snuggled up in bed. Grimm was behind your knees taking up as much space as possible.

All was calm and quiet.

A tiny creak from the door woke you up to make you aware of a presence. You heard the soft falls of feet crossing the area rug before we arrived at your bed. You listened to a slight grunt before a small body pulled on the sheets.

Your eyes cracked open just enough to watch Malleus climb up onto the bed using the sheets. Once he was up he crawled over to you and gently laid down beside you.

You yawned and shifted showing the young fae you were awake.

"Malleus? What's wrong?" You asked.

"I didn't want to sleep alone." The boy answered, "I'm sorry for waking you."

"No, no it's fine." You sighed.

"A-Are you going to send me back to my room?" Malleus asked almost nervously.

"Hm? Why would I? You said you'd feel better if you slept with someone."

Malleus beamed and snuggled up close, resting his head on your chest.

"You just wanted cuddles, hm? Why not ask Lilia?" You teased wrapping your arm around him.

"You're much more comfy." He said shyly.

"I don't mind. Come on, let's get some rest."

Malleus closed his eyes and breathed in your familiar scent; roses, lilacs, vanilla, and citrus.

The woman in white.

She had gracefully knelt down to wipe away his tears. Just her smile wiped any fear he had in an instant.

She had taken his hand and led him away from the heart of the thorny forest. White butterflies fluttered around him making him giggle and smile.

He heard the call of his caretaker, Lilia, and he ran to find the fae. When he turned around to thank the woman, she was gone in the wind.

Yet he never could feel as safe and relaxed as he did when he was with her.

The same feeling of safety and comfort he could feel from you...

#twisted wonderland x reader #twist imagines #twisted wonderland #wishingstar #twist #twist x reader #malleus draconia #malleus draconia x reader #malleus x reader #reader

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