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seanfalco · 2 years

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Hey! You’re a fantabulous writer could I request a smut with Nathan young where reader sends him some sexy pictures whilst their at community service which then develop’s into bathroom sex ? With Nathan just worshipping the reader?

aww thank you! you sure can 💚

All Yours

word count: 1.8k warnings/tags: f!reader, pwp, dirty photos, semi public sex, unprotected sex, breast play/worship, panty theft/panty sniffing, slight daddy kink, creampie, marking

“Where’s y/n?” Simon asked as he grabbed his trash picker from the storage closet, noticing your absence.

“Think she was still in th’locker room,” Kelly answered offhandedly, ambling back into the hallway, following Curtis and Alisha who had already headed off out the door.

“We’re just going to leave her?” Simon asked nervously, his round eyes seeking the locker room entrance.

Just then Nathan’s phone chimed an alert and he frowned, fishing it out of his jumpsuit pocket. As soon as he opened your message his eyes lit up, a delighted laugh bursting from his lips.

“What?” Simon demanded, trying to get a look at the tiny screen of Nathan’s phone.

“Nothin’!” Nathan yelped, quickly averting his phone so Simon couldn’t see the naughty photo you’d just sent him before clearing his throat to steady his voice.

“You go on, I’ll wait for y/n and we’ll catch you up.”

Simon looked reluctant, but finally nodded and briskly hurried off after the others. Nathan waited for a moment for Simon to disappear before checking the other hallway and heading for the locker room, whistling a cheerful tune as he went.

“I got your message, y’saucy minx!” he called as he entered, searching under the stalls to figure out which one you were in. “Now where are yeh? I wanna see th’goods with my own eyes.”

When he stopped in front of your hiding spot, you swung the stall door open slowly and motioned him inside. As soon as his eyes fell to your lacy bra and matching knickers, his brows rose and an incredulous grin spread across his face.

“All of this for me?” he asked in awe, his hands hovering over you as if he still couldn’t believe he was allowed to touch you.

“Go on then,” you said, laughing as he eagerly cupped your tits, his thumbs brushing your clothed nipples, getting them to harden before your bra was even off.

While he was preoccupied with your breasts, you reached down to palm the noticeable bulge forming in his jumpsuit. At your caress, Nathan’s breath hitched and his hands froze.

“What’s the matter, Young? You’re usually a lot gobbier than this,” you teased, feeling his back hit the stall door behind him and he cleared his throat.

“Can’t help it, a sexy bird’s got me by th’balls. Besides, thought maybe our bodies could do th’talkin’,” he breathed, swallowing thickly as you massaged him through the fabric, a smirk on your face.

“I like the sound of that,” you replied, reaching up to grip the pull of his zipper and slowly unzipping his jumpsuit, your eyes flicking up to his.

The way he watched you, wetting his lips in anticipation, as if you were the only thing in the world that mattered, filled you with a heady sense of power and you gasped as the spell broke and he surged forward to claim your lips with an eager kiss. With a groan, his tongue invaded your mouth and you let him swap places, shuffling in an awkward circle in the cramped stall.

Without breaking the kiss, he shrugged out of the top half of his jumpsuit, letting it fall down past his waist, one of the sleeves nearly falling into the toilet, til he blindly reached behind him and let the seat fall shut.

Plopping down backwards, Nathan freed his cock and pulled you closer, letting his hands run up your body. “Wanna see th’girls,” he whined, impatiently pulling your bra down to let your tits spill out. Fondling them almost reverently, he pushed them together and buried his face in them, letting out a contented sigh as he burrowed deeper.

“I think I could stay like this forever, your tits are like heaven,” he murmured into your chest, his voice somewhat muffled.

Letting out an amused puff of air, you stroked his hair, running your fingers through his curls as he littered your tits with wet open mouthed kisses, working his way down to take a pert nipple into his mouth as you ground against his erection, the cotton fabric separating you quickly soaking through.

Pulling your nipple from his mouth with a soft pop, Nathan moaned as he switched sides, latching on insistently, his tongue swirling teasing circles around your raised bud. Heat filled you, swimming through your veins as your cunt throbbed needily, contracting impatiently around nothing, just begging to be filled.

“Nathan,” you whimpered, trying to satiate the unrelenting ache in your nethers, “as much as I’m enjoying this, I need you. I can’t stand it any longer,” you whined, pouting at him.

Extricating himself from your breasts, he flashed a cheeky grin, smugness radiating off him in waves. “Never had anyone beg me t’shag ‘em before,” he said, his eyes darkening with lust. “Wanna bounce on daddy’s cock?” he teased, bucking his hips upward against you, tearing a gasp from your lips.

“Yes, God yes!”

“Then get these knickers off and c’mere, y’minx.”

Getting up from Nathan’s lap in the small space was slightly awkward, but you managed to stand, peeling your now sopping knickers down and tossing them at Nathan’s head. Catching them, he brought the wad of damp fabric to his nose and took a deep breath, his eyelids fluttering.

“Didn’t know you were a panty sniffer,” you snorted, watching him with a raised eyebrow.

“I’m not usually, but y’smell so good, it’s gettin’ me goin’,” he shrugged, stuffing your knickers into his pocket.

“Hey!” you yelped, but Nathan’s smug expression only deepened.

“Ah, ah, not gettin’ these back, little missy. At least not until yeh’ve creamed all over my cock!”

Without another word, he spun you and gave your bare ass a slap, watching the way your flesh jiggled and reddened before pulling you back down into his lap, holding the base of his length to guide it to your tight entrance.

As you sank down onto his cock, your breath hitched in time with his and you could feel his chest heave against your back as you wriggled your hips, taking him all in. For a moment neither of you moved, Nathan swallowing behind you.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he breathed, his hands finding purchase on your hips, holding you in place while he composed himself, not wanting to cum too soon and look foolish.

Turning, you caught his eye and grinned. “Yeah, and this tight fanny’s all yours,” you purred, slowly rolling your hips.

Nathan’s lips stretched into a lopsided smirk, guiding your movements. “I like th’sound o’that,” he exclaimed, his hands once more traveling up your body to cover your exposed chest. “And these glorious tits, they’re mine too?” he asked, waiting for your answer, wanting to hear you say it.

“Mhmm,” you hummed, “all yours, love.”

At your words, Nathan’s grin widened and he pinched at your nipple as he pressed his face to the nape of your neck. “God, I love you,” he breathed, still half in disbelief that you were his.

Pressing your hands to the walls on either side of you, you began to move more vigorously, anchoring yourself so you could bounce on his cock properly as he fondled you shamelessly. The low moan that echoed in your ear was positively sinful and filled you with heat while each warm breath that fanned across your neck sent fresh goosebumps pebbling your skin.

Losing yourself, you focused on the pleasure building and pooling in the pit of your stomach while Nathan used his hands to lavish you with attention, grabbing and fondling wherever he could as he kissed your exposed neck, sucking hard enough to leave a fresh bruise behind, marking you for the estate to see.

“Oh yeah, f-fuck yeah, y/n,” he groaned in your ear and you had to bite down on your lip to stifle the needy moan that nearly spilled forth when his callused fingers found your throbbing clit. “Yeah, y’like that, do yeh?” he panted in your ear, a smugness leeching into his voice at your reaction.

“Yes,” you whined, grinding down against him, blindly seeking your pleasure, your release hovering just out of reach. “Yes, please, just like that. Don’t stop,” you pleaded, a wanton mewl catching in your throat. “I’m-I’m almost there,” you gasped, turning to look back at Nathan, your eyes frantically searching his.

“Then cum for me, beautiful!” he cried, capturing your lips in a sloppy kiss as his fingers moved faster against your slick bundle of nerves, desperately trying not to lose his rhythm while you writhed in his lap.

“That’s right, darlin’, cum for me. Cream all over daddy’s cock!” he urged, his voice breaking and you gasped as pleasure flooded you.

“Oh fuck!” you swore, your muscles tensing, but Nathan didn’t stop, jerkily thrusting up into you several more times, pushing himself deeper as he came, your walls constricting around him, milking him dry as he crushed you back against his chest.

Finally spent, he swallowed and lifted his face. Several of his curls were stuck to his brow and the sheen of sweat he’d worked up. “Well,” he panted, not too tired to flash you a grin, his lips brushing your temple sweetly, “I think that was th’best toilet shag I’ve ever had.”

At his words, a laugh bubbled from your chest and you relaxed back against him, resting your head against his shoulder. “Agreed,” you breathed, reaching up to caress his cheek. “You outdid yourself, Nathan.”

“Yeah, well, you did most of th’work and y’certainly know how t’get me going, y’saucy little thing. Who knew I was datin’ such a dirty little birdie,” he joked, helping you up.

“I think you’re forgetting somethin’,” you said, fixing your bra and turning to face Nathan as he zipped himself back up.

“Ohhh, y’mean these?” he asked, pulling your knickers out of his pocket.

“Yes, those,” you echoed, looking at them pointedly.

A shiteating grin spread across Nathan’s face as he glanced down at the garment in his hand. “Actually, I think I’ll keep ‘em a little longer. A little somethin’ t’commemorate th’moment,” he said, trying to keep a straight face before laughing at yours.

“And what am I s’posed to do? Go commando under my jumpsuit?” you demanded, your mouth falling open as Nathan stuffed them back into his pocket.

“Looks like it.”

“You’re such an ass!” you gasped, fetching your jumpsuit from where you’d slung it across the top of the stall. “And after I sent you those sexy photos and shagged your brains out!”

“Aw c’mon now, don’t be like that, love,” he giggled, wrapping his arms around you once you’d suited back up. “If you’re a good girl maybe I’ll give ‘em back tonight,” he mused cheekily, his lips hovering over yours.

“And what’s tonight?” you asked, unable to stay angry at him for long.

“Round two?” he responded hopefully, grinning against your lips as he opened the stall door and walked you backwards back out of the locker room.

By the time you caught up with the others, if it wasn’t the length of your absence that gave you away, the fresh hickey on your neck and your disheveled appearance surely did.

@super-unpredictable98 @salvador-daley

#misfits #e4 misfits #misfits fanfic #nathan young #nathan young x reader #nathan young smut #nathan young imagines #robert sheehan character fic #robert sheehan #joz.fic #prompt request

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jozstanko-art · 2 years

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saw this photo and it reminded me of Nathan, livin’ it up at the Grand Hotel or waiting backstage for Win & Lyds after a show

#nathan young #misfits #e4 misfits #haven't drawn anything in a while T^T had to warm back into it #robert sheehan

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therevolutionhasbegun · 1 year

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Best opening to a show ever and you can’t convince me otherwise.

#misfits #e4 misfits #simon bellamy #nathan young #kelly bailey #curtis donovan #alisha daniels #asbo 5 #Youtube

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bisexualnathanyoung · 2 years

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Just Kiss Me, You Dick

Fandom: Misfits Pairing: Nathan Young/Kelly Bailey Word Count: 2.8k Warnings: mind-reading, body insecurities, abandonment issues (implied), smut (oral (f receiving), piv), public nudity (implied) My Nathan/Kelly fix-it fic that takes place in season two, episode three except instead of Kelly changing her mind, everything is beautiful and great. I was going to write out the whole scene that’s in the show leading up to it, but I decided not to.

Just kiss me, you dick. Nathan wanted nothing more in the entire universe.

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“Stop. Stop. Stop,” Kelly said as she pushed him away slightly.

“What’s wrong?” Nathan said, moving back to look at her. Fuck she’s so beautiful. I’m blowing this. I’m blowing this. Ugh I want her to blow me.

Kelly ignored his thoughts.

“You’re moving too fast,” she explained, “it doesn’t… your finger doesn’t feel good. Feels like I’m being probed.”

Nathan’s face scrunched up in a mixture of confusion and a pout, “what do you mean?” Kelly gave a brief moment of silence for every other woman Nathan had ever been with.

“Do you know what a clit is?” She asked genuinely. Nathan’s jaw dropped. He was shocked. Flabbergasted. Offended beyond belief.

“Do I know what a clit is?! How inexperienced do you think I am?!” He responded. Fuck, he thought, calm down she’s gonna fucking leave. He continued talking, “Yes, I know what a clit is. I’m not a virgin, Kel. Jesus.”

She kissed him, “then don’t fuckin’ tell me. Show me.”

“Ohhhhh,” he responded and winked, “I gotcha.”

He pulled his finger out of her and motioned it up a bit.

“Is that it?” he asked.

She sighed, “up a little bit more.”

“Is that it?” He repeated.

She tried to be patient with him, “to the left a bit… I said a bit, not all the way… that means go to the righ—- right there!”

Nathan grinned and circled the pad of his finger around her clit. She grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him back to her mouth. He moaned as she let his tongue go into her mouth. He slipped his hand up her shirt as the other continued to rub her clit. She grabbed at his hair as his body pushed closer and closer against her.

“A couple of those fingers would be alright about now,” she said as she briefly pulled away from his mouth. Their faces and bodies still close together.

“Yeah?” He smirked.

“That’s me tellin’ ya to finger me,” she added with a small smile. Instead of adding a snarky remark, Nathan put his mouth back on her and easily slipped two fingers inside of her. His thumb still focusing on her clit. The wetter she was, the more turned on he got.

His hand began to ache, being squished between the two of them inside Kelly’s jeans. Before he could say anything, she grabbed the waistband of her jeans and pulled them down. Nathan pulled them all the way off of her before pulling off his own shirt. Kelly ran her hands down his torso and wrapped her arms around him.

They continued to snog as Nathan began to finger her again. They moaned into each other’s mouths as they enjoyed each other’s bodies.

Kelly sat up to remove her shirt. Nathan’s mouth found her neck as she laid back down. So. Fucking. Beautiful. He thought as he kissed down her neck. Her hands ran through his curls and down his back. He kissed the parts of her breasts that peeked out of the top of her bra. How did I never notice they were this big? Well maybe I did… Kelly couldn’t tell if it was her own or Nathan’s thoughts that were blank after he removed her bra and continued to kiss her breasts over and over, running his hands over them as he did so. She moaned loudly as his mouth found a nipple and sucked.

She ran her hands down his body, desperately wanting to find the buttons and zipper of his trousers. She wanted to touch him. To see him. To feel him.

He took his jeans off, but before she could reach for him, he was already kissing down her body.

Starting back at her breasts, he kissed down her body. His hands ran down her curves, squeezing at her hips. He grabbed the sides of her knickers. She lifted her body up to allow him to pull them all the way off.

Nathan took a moment to stare at her as she lay there naked. He didn’t usually do that. He usually wanted to get down to business as quickly as possible. Even if that business did include appreciating several different parts of a woman’s body, he rarely ever just sat there and looked.

Unless he was high as fuck, but he wasn’t.

Kelly wasn’t a supermodel nor did he want her to be, but she was his. She was her. She was Kelly. She wasn’t a drunken stumble or a one time thing. Even if it was the thrill of the chase or the beauty of the build-up, Nathan assumed he’d get her naked, eat her pussy, fuck her, and then if he was lucky, they could make it a weekly thing. He didn’t expect the rush of admiration that hit his chest.

He’d wanted attention from lots of people over the years. Sought approval. Wanted nothing more than sex. And anywhere in between. It felt different with Kelly. He didn’t just want her attention. He wanted her. And there she was. Gorgeous. Beautiful. Perfect.

Kelly looked down Nathan’s body as he sat there with the cutest smile on his face. For once in her life, she was thankful for her power. She was self-conscious, and Nathan had just stopped. It wasn’t for very long at all, but she’d already worried that maybe she hadn’t shaved well enough. Maybe her body wasn’t what he wanted. Maybe she’d be shit in bed and not know what to do.

But she could hear his thoughts. All of his thoughts about her were so much more than she could’ve ever expected. She knew how Nathan’s thoughts were. They were crude and weird and all over the place. She was so scared she’d be able to hear him think her tits were weird or that she smelt bad or anything else. She tried to ignore them, but now she was glad she didn’t.

Her eyes wandered down Nathan’s body as Nathan’s thoughts turned from thoughts of how beautiful she was to how badly he wanted to fuck her. And she realized how much she wanted him. She’d always found Nathan cute. And she liked him. And she wanted a boyfriend. And to have a boyfriend, you have to shag. But staring at him, seeing his hard cock outlined against his briefs, he was sexy. She knew she wanted to have sex with him, and his performance thus far amplified that, but she was taken aback by how attracted to him she was.

Just before she was going to say I want you, he grabbed her thighs, and his face was between her legs.

“Do I know what a clit is?” Nathan said with a small laugh, mostly to himself.

“What?” Kelly asked, trying to look at him.

“Unbelievable,” Nathan said before diving in to immediately flick his tongue on her clit.

“Nathan, fuck!” Kelly moaned. Her hands found his curls as he continued to lick at her pussy. To think he'd ever found her voice annoying when her moaning his name was the best sound in the entire world.

She pulled his hair as his tongue penetrated her, and his fingers rubbed her clit. The more she moaned his name, the faster he went.

“Fuck, I’m gonna- I’m gonna”

Yeah, cum for me, beautiful, cum all over my fucking face. Just like that. Just like that. Nathan wasn’t necessarily the one for dirty talk, but these were his thoughts. It wasn’t his fault she could hear him.

She grasped at his hair and squeezed her thighs around his face as pleasure rushed through her body. She could hear Nathan’s thoughts: Jesus if this kills me, it’ll be worth it. This is so much better than suffocating in that coffin. Fuck, I love pussy.

She left a calmness as she came down from her orgasm and let her legs fall down, “I don’t think my cunt’s goin’ to kill ya, idiot.” She smiled.

Nathan sat back up, “let it,” he said with a smirk.

She sat up to face him, kissing him again. Pushing her tongue into his mouth. He moaned into her mouth as she tasted herself and felt her own wetness on his lips. She ran her hand down his body and into his briefs. Now it was her turn to kiss down his body. He moaned higher in pitch than she’d expected as she took him in her hand. She liked it. She liked him. She liked his noises and his reactions.

She stopped as she made it to the waistband of his underwear, “can I suck you off?”

“Don’t,” Nathan said. Hell hath frozen over; Nathan Young said no to a blowjob.

Kelly was all of a sudden very insecure. He’d wanted one earlier, what changed? I won’t last Kelly heard Nathan think. Oh Kelly thought to herself. She decided that might’ve been one of the thoughts he preferred she couldn’t hear.

“I don’t want your mouth,” he said softly, “I want to be inside of you.” Kelly felt like her body was on fire while feeling shivers at the same time.

She nodded and laid back on the mattress.

“Fuck!” Nathan said in annoyance as Kelly heard him think the condoms are in my locker!

“I have one,” Kelly said nonchalantly.

“What?” Nathan responded.

“A condom. I’ve got one in the pocket of my jeans,” she said.

Nathan grinned from ear to ear, “really? So your staying behind with me had ulterior motives?”

“I know what my motives are,” she said and pulled him down to kiss him. They began to snog more as he grinded against her, his cock still slightly clothed.

“Fuck me,” she said after pulling away from his mouth. He looked happier than she’d ever seen him as he checked the pockets of her jeans to find the condom.

“Got it!” He said as he held it up to show her. She smiled at him and watched lustfully as he pulled his underwear off.

“You like what you see?” He asked as he opened the wrapper.

“Yes,” she said honestly. He wasn’t huge, but he wasn’t small. And really, all that mattered was that he was Nathan.

Nathan looked down at her again. And he really liked what he saw.

But he was feeling weird emotions again. He wanted her, but did she want him? If she’d want to end things right now, he’d call it a good night and get over it, but she was more sentimental about sex than he was. He was scared to hurt her. Not physically, she was way too wet for anything like that to happen, but if she was one of those “our souls connected” bitches, he didn’t want her to regret this. He knew he’d disappointed her in the past, and he didn’t want to do that again. Ever.

“You’re not a disappointment to me,” Kelly said. She sat up and kissed him softly, “I want you to shag me. I know you’ll make me feel good.” She smiled, and he smiled back at her.

He put the condom on, “you’re sure?”

She laid back and stroked him, “I need you.”

She gasped, and he moaned as he entered her. He felt like he could cum right then and there. But he didn’t. Thankfully.

He fucked her slowly as he laid on top of her. As close as they possibly could be. She ran her hands down his back and through his hair as he kissed her neck and her chest and her breasts. They ended up staring in each other’s eyes, holding hands, things so intimate that didn’t even feel like sex to Nathan. He was scared that it would end up being something more, but if Kelly liked it, he wanted to do it.

They’d started snogging again when Kelly pulled away from his mouth and moaned, “more. Faster, Nathan, please.” So he fucked her faster and harder and grasped at her breasts as he kissed her. He kept at it for a while before slowing down again and giving attention to her clit for probably the millionth time that night.

Nathan moaned loudly as Kelly took matters into her own hands and thrusted her hips up against him at a faster pace. He matched her energy, fucking her harder and faster. Shit Nathan thought 8 times 8 is 64… 64 times 20 is… 6 times 20 is 120 so 60

“What the fuck are you doing?” Kelly asked from under him.

Nathan opened his eyes and slowed his thrusts. His feelings a bit crushed for the moment, “what do you mean?”

“The maths in your head…” she said.

“Oh… I was gonna cum. But you hadn’t yet,” he said honestly, “distractions.”

She smiled at him, “I already did.” She kissed him and ran her hand down his back to squeeze his bum. He sped up again. She was talking about earlier. After everything he’d done earlier, she wasn’t expecting to cum when he was actually inside of her.

But she felt it building. She grabbed onto him, thrusting her hips up against him. She wrapped her legs around him tightly. She felt it building and building and building. She felt her legs begin to shake. She gasped as her orgasm took over.

Her pussy squeezing around him as she came was enough to pull Nathan over the edge. She held onto him tightly as he came with loud moans and quick breaths. He felt like he could see the whole universe. His head was spinning. He couldn’t remember ever cumming that good. He laid there inside of her for a minute.

He smiled at her, kissed her, and rolled off of her.

“You alright?” She asked.

He grinned, “I feel incredible.” He giggled, “how do you feel?”

“Good,” she said with a smile, “I feel good.”

He pulled the condom off, tied it off, put it back in the package and put it to the side.

He pulled Kelly into his arms once he got back on the mattress, “you had a good time?” He asked.

She smiled and nodded, “that was the best sex I’ve ever had.” The last thing Nathan needed was an ego boost that big, but she was being honest.

“Really?” Nathan said with a smirk.

“Maybe,” she said, “don’t make me take it back!”

He kissed her on the forehead, “I hope I wouldn’t.”

Kelly closed her eyes and held Nathan’s hand, “shouldn’t we get dressed or somethin’ in case we get caught.”

“No, no,” Nathan responded. He didn’t want to stop cuddling her like this, “we’ll be fine.”

“We should at least cover up somehow,” Kelly said.

Nathan pulled a blanket over them, “better?” She nodded, and he smiled.

“Do you want to do this again sometime?” Nathan asked, “like regularly?”

“Yeah,” Kelly said, “that’d be nice. You’re not kicking me out right now, are ya?”

Nathan shook his head, “No, I want you to stay.”

“Good because I’m stayin’” Kelly responded.

Fuck, I want her to be my girlfriend. Kelly couldn’t decide if she should ignore Nathan’s thought or not. They laid in silence as she snuggled into his chest. Nathan’s fingers lazily danced along her back. Nathan had a slew of similar thoughts about Kelly like the one before.

“Do you really want me to be your girlfriend?” Kelly finally asked, looking up at him.

“Oh, I,” Nathan felt nervous, “you don’t have to. We just had sex. That doesn’t mean you owe me anything or nothin’. You can ignore me… sorry.”

Kelly felt upset and disappointed, “so you don’t want me to be your girlfriend?! You just want the sex?!” She began to reprimand herself. How could I be so stupid? Of course he’s like all the others. Why would it be any different? She began to think.

“No,” Nathan responded in a slight panic. Fuck. Shit. I don’t want to have this conversation. Shit. I fucking love her. She can hear that. Fuck shit. Damnit. Shit. Fuck.

Kelly simply wrapped her arms around him and laid her head on his chest again, “I love you too,” she said, “we can talk about it later.”

“I didn’t mean for you to hear any of that,” Nathan panicked, “we don’t have to rush into anything big. I don’t want you to feel like-

Kelly shushed him, “I’m goin’ to sleep. Just hold me.”

Nathan decided that was something he could do. She loves me he thought. He didn’t think that was something anyone was capable of. She’d said it at the club, and she’d said it now. Maybe she did.

He wished she couldn’t hear his thoughts. He wasn’t ready to deal with every little thing that popped in his head, but maybe that’s what he needed. Maybe he needed someone that could see who he was on the inside and finally be okay with that. Maybe he wouldn’t have to pretend around her. Or maybe it’d be too much for her, and she’d just leave like everyone else. Nathan’s eyes began to close as his thoughts swirled around in his head.

We can talk about it later he thought, and for a fleeting moment, everything was okay.

#nathan young #kelly bailey #nelly #e4 misfits #nathan young fanfiction #misfits fanfic #misfits fanfiction #nathan young x kelly bailey #kelly bailey x nathan young #idk

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ebenelephant · 1 year

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Nathan Young Under Blue Light

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firespirited · 2 years

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BTW I tapped out of Misfits at season 4 episode 1 (it opens with a lovely bookend to Kelly’s character). It felt like the outlandish stories had run their course and there has to be enough grounding elements to keep things believable, it’s a fine line but for me the story felt told and tidied.

It’s an excellent show with some massive blindspots in the writing stumbling in and then right back out of insight into gender, class and sexuality issues. Overall I really enjoyed the wild adventures and layered portayals of the type of people who are going to mess up repeatedly and still deserve basic respect. You can’t help but become just so very fond of all of them. I especially liked the fact that they are still striving to be good people not walking away from all this permanently tainted with the grim!dark cynical disease that most tv characters end up with.

“Oh no, the world is shades of grey, I must become an amoral unemotional being because that’s being cool and grown”. A lot of [Y/A sci-fi fantasy shows] stared at me. [Misfits] put up their middle finger at them.

#saf #tv reviews #movie reviews #misfits #e4 misfits #misfits show

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flaringgoosebumps · 2 years

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Sometimes when a show/movie has a really bad finale, I just want a surprise release of another part that basically goes "psych!! Suprise bitch I bet you thought you seen the last of me" like please don't leave your audience with the bullshit you gave them

#thats probably why fix it fics exist #i didnt even watch GOT and still know they deserved a lot better #misfits #e4 misfits #boy meets world #girl meets world #spn #got #game of thrones #todd and the book of pure evil #TATBOPE #supernatural #stranger things #stranger things 4 #heroes #nbc heroes #heroes reborn #it chapter 2

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tobynightingale · 2 years

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bbc ghosts x e4 misfits crossover. local ghosts whisperers nathan and alison meet somehow. nathan asks if alison got struck by lightning and alison asks if nathan got pushed off a window by ghost.

#i’m not gonna specify much bc i’m planning on writing this & i don’t want to give out spoilers LOL #bbc ghosts #e4 misfits #text #mine

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sleepyfangirl18 · 5 months

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I've been rewatching Misfits (for the thousandth time) and I'm wondering if Iwan Rheon has ever played any romantic and non-creepy roles? I've been looking at other stuff he's been in and it seems like he gets typecast as a creepy character? I'm just skimming summaries though. If anyone knows, please let me know!

#iwan rheon #misfits e4 #simon bellamy #Ramsey Bolton #game of thrones #Inhumans #Inhumans Maximus

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imthekingofgotham · 1 year

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salvador-daley · 1 year

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Sheehalloween Day 9: Magic 🪄🎲

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seanfalco · 2 years

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a fic where nathan and the reader have a quickie and he attempts to be more dominant could be hot AND funny

[ gif made by @/santacarlahorrorshow ]

Just a Quickie

word count: 1.9k warnings/tags: fem!reader, dom!nathan (sort of lol), semi-public sex, unprotected sex, fingering, creampies, breeding kink (if you squint) a/n: thank you to @super-unpredictable98 for being my constant cheerleader & to @santacarlahorrorshow for being my sounding board <3 Happy Thirsty Thursday!

“Psst.”

“Psst!”

The feel of Nathan’s trashpicker pinching the back of your orange coveralls finally caught your attention and you turned around, raising your eyebrows at him expectantly.

“Yes?” you asked, amusement in your gaze, while the others moved on ahead of you.

“Don’t yes me in that innocent little tone like that!” he exclaimed, exasperation thickening his accent. “You know what y’did, y’little tart!”

When you merely stared at him, hand going to your hip, he took a step closer, pitching his voice low to elaborate. “That sexy little photo you sent me earlier!” he exclaimed in a hushed cry. “I’m still at half mast and it’s drivin’ me crazy! If I don’t take care of this soon my balls’ll be blue forever,” he hissed dramatically, grabbing the crotch of his orange jumpsuit for emphasis.

“Oh, that photo,” you said, pretending like you’d only just figured out what he meant. “I don’t think that’s how it works,” you mused. “Besides, I would’ve thought you’d have knocked one out already since then.”

“I did!” Nathan cried, “but I’m still thinkin’ about it and now I’m hard again!”

“That’s not my fault,” you laughed, turning away from him to get back to work.

“Oh sure, laugh at my pain!” he exclaimed, trudging after you. “I thought you cared about me! My cock and balls have feelings, y’know!”

“We’re almost done for the day, can’t you just wait a little bit longer?” you asked, glancing over your shoulder to see how far away the others were, already knowing what his answer would be.

“I really can’t!” Nathan cried, stepping closer. “You should be flattered, you know,” he continued, his voice dropping slightly.

“Oh really?” you countered, amusement in your voice as you crossed your arms over your chest.

“Definitely,” he insisted, plucking at your jumpsuit, his eyelashes brushing his cheeks as his gaze fell to your cleavage.

Heat rushed through you at that look and you chewed your lip. “What about community service?” you asked, though you honestly didn’t give a shit about community service, you just wanted to wind him up a little bit more.

It was kind of hot how much he wanted you. How much he was willing to work for it.

“Look at it this way, I’m part of the community, so technically you’ll still be servicin’ the community, just with your tight little fanny,” he reasoned, a cheeky smirk tugging at his lips as he thrust his hips, imitating sex. “And what better way to earn your hours, ey?”

Letting him sweat it out just a bit longer you narrowed your eyes at him, as if deliberating.

“C’mon, I know you want th’beast,” he drawled, so self assured as he looked at you, “otherwise y’wouldn’t have sent me such a naughty photograph.” Pulling his phone from his pocket, he waved it in your face.

“Maybe I’m just a tease,” you countered, but Nathan wasn’t about to back down.

“Oh, no, I mean, you are, but you also can’t get enough of me,” he said, circling his nipples over his jumpsuit.

Rolling your eyes, you moved to turn away until Nathan’s arms circled you from behind, pulling you against him, his cock pressing into the curve of your ass.

“It’ll be just a quickie, promise. No one’ll see us. I’ll make yeh feel good,” he insisted, his voice right in your ear—it was almost a purr and you shivered at the sound, heat rushing through you at the thought. Turning back to look up at him, you found his face inches from yours and you couldn’t keep pretending any longer.

“Ugh, fine, but if we get caught, it’s your fault,” you exclaimed, your laughter contradicting your disgusted tone as Nathan grinned and pulled you along with him to find a secluded spot.

Once you were hidden down an empty alleyway, Nathan pressed you into the concrete wall, caging you in with his arms as his mouth descended hungrily onto yours, snogging you sloppily as his erection dug into your hip. Balling your fists in the fabric of his orange jumpsuit, you pulled him even closer. Feeling how hard he was just from the thought of you had arousal flooding you, pooling between your head to delve deeper.

The low moan that reverberated through Nathan’s chest practically had you weak in the knees and it took every last bit of willpower you had not to tear his jumpsuit off to get at his cock.

“Who’s th’horny one now, ey?” Nathan taunted, smirking against your lips.

“Oh shut up and just touch me,” you groaned, biting at his lip.

“Yes, ma’am!” he chuckled, pressing his knee between your legs as he leaned back to grip the little metal zipper just above your chest. Watching you writhe against his thigh, he slowly unzipped your jumpsuit, groaning under his breath as he exposed your clothed tits, your chest heaving in anticipation.

Once you were completely unzipped, he slipped his hand down the front of your knickers and both your breaths hitched as his fingers dipped between your folds.

“Knew you wanted me,” he boasted, lost in the feel of your slick heat engulfing his digits.

“You’re such a prick,” you shot back, but it was ruined by the needy whine that slipped between your kiss swollen lips.

Nathan chuckled as you worked your coveralls down your shoulders, letting the top half hang down behind you.

“More like y’want my prick,” he teased, nipping at your neck, latching onto your skin to suck.

Your admonishment not to leave a mark melted from your tongue as he rubbed awkwardly at your clit with his thumb while his fingers scissored inside you.

“Nathan,” you whined, reaching to unzip him, wanting to palm his swollen cock.

“Alright alright, hold on,” he grunted, pulling his hand free and wiping it on the front of his jumpsuit, your juices smearing across the coarse orange fabric.

Gripping his zipper, he managed to get it down a few inches before his lips twisted into a frown.

“What’s taking so long?” you asked, giving the zipper a tug yourself. It wouldn’t budge.

“It’s stuck!” Nathan cried, gritting his teeth and trying again. “Oh c’mon you bastard, not now!” he whined under his breath, frustration dripping from his words.

“Lemme try again,” you said, batting his hands away. He seemed impatient, but he let you try.

Clasping the zipper, you pulled it back up— “You’re goin’ th’wrong way!” —before once more yanking it down. In one fluid motion it came undone.

“You fuckin’ dork, you zipped your shirt into the zipper,” you huffed, but as soon as his arms were out of the jumpsuit, his lips were back on yours, silencing you as he shimmied your coveralls down the rest of the way, along with your knickers, which fell around your ankles.

Nearly stumbling in your haste to turn around, you pressed your arms against the wall to stabilize yourself while Nathan freed his cock. “Where is it?” he mumbled to himself, guiding his head between your legs, trying to find your entrance.

“Not that one!” you cried when he nearly tried to bully his cock into the wrong hole.

“Woops,” he exclaimed, finally lining himself up and pressing into you, a sigh rushing from his parted lips. “You’re so tight,” he moaned as your cunt sucked him in, your pliant walls hugging him, molding to him.

When his hips met the curve of your ass, his length finally sheathed completely, he let out another shuddering breath, his forehead dropping to your shoulder as he took a second to compose himself, fighting not to blow his load as soon as he moved again.

Pressing a chaste kiss to your neck, his hands slid to your hips to hold you steady, his blunt nails biting into your flesh. The next few thrusts were slow, almost halting, but once he found his rhythm, he had you pressed even closer to the wall, the alleyway echoing with your heavy panting and the soft slap of skin against skin.

“Oh fuck, love,” Nathan breathed in your ear, the strain in his voice evident. “I’m gettin’ close,” he panted, rutting into you with desperation, chasing his pleasure.

“Touch me,” you gasped, unable to take care of it yourself with the way his hips were bucking against you, needing to stabilize yourself against the wall.

Nathan, however, didn’t need to be told twice. One of his hands slipped from your hip to roughly grope your breast over your bra before moving southward, fingers sloppily rubbing at your clit. The added stimulation had your mouth falling open and your eyes practically rolling back into your head.

“Yeah, y’like that don’tcha, y’dirty girl?” he groaned, moaning loudly as his thrusts grew more erratic. As soon as his fingers found your swollen nub, your walls clenched around him even tighter, making not cumming instantly incredibly hard. “Gunna fill yeh up, fill this tight little fanny,” he breathed and his words sent a fresh wave of heat through you.

Turning your head, you twisted as far as you could, reaching back awkwardly to pull his face to yours, seeking his lips as the tight coil of pleasure in the pit of your stomach released and your orgasm washed through you. Nathan moaned lewdly into your mouth as his hips stuttered and his cock gave a jerk inside you, painting your cervix white, filling you up like he promised.

For a moment his entire body went rigid before he relaxed, loosening his bruising grasp on your waist. With a heavy sigh, his forehead fell back to your shoulder as he recovered.

“Don’t think I’ve ever cum that hard before,” he gasped, his chest yet heaving against your back.

“No fuckin’ kidding,” you breathed, turning to face him once he’d pulled out, your gaze glued to his chest as you plucked at his dark tank top, grinning to yourself.

Nathan let out a nervous chuckle before lifting your chin and slipping his hand along your jaw as he kissed you. “Told yeh I’d make you feel good,” he teased, smirking against your lips before pulling back to smugly waggle his eyebrows at you.

“We should probably get back before they realize we’ve slagged off work,” you said, rolling your eyes fondly, already feeling Nathan’s spunk start to leak from your cunt.

“Here, don’t lose any of that now,” he said cheekily, pulling your knickers back up to catch the rest of the mess with the already damp fabric.

“You’re an ass,” you huffed halfheartedly, slipping your arms back into your jumpsuit and zipping it back up.

“But I’m your ass,” he shot back, his grin infectious. “That should tide me over til tonight though, at least,” he said, grabbing his trash picker from where he’d dropped it earlier in his haste to undress.

“It had better!” you exclaimed, poking him in the side with your own picker.

“You’re th’one that riled me up in th’first place, if you’ll remember!” he gasped, laughter in his lilting voice as he led you back out of the alley, throwing his arm around your shoulders. “You know how easy I am t’turn on.”

“Maybe I should stop sending you dirty photos, then,” you mused, leaning into his side.

“No!” he yelped, turning to gape at you. “I never said that!”

“Better save the ones you already have,” you teased, having too much fun.

“Please have mercy!” Nathan begged, though he wore a cheeky grin, knowing it was all just banter. You both knew you weren’t going to act on your threat, but your playful bickering continued all the way back to the Community Centre.

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