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pearlynia · 3 days
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shut the FUCK up
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bi-slut-buck · 8 months
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How i read fics
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anawritez-posts · 2 months
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𓆩𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐈𝐈𝐈 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𓆪
Welcome to my blog where I write about my latest obsession - The Slytherin Boys + my Wife Pansy Parkinson. Yess! the Harry Potter Fandom is here to stay. Warning: my writing includes dark content - such as death, cheating, and of course dark magic so 18+. But Enjoy! Here's a link to my spicy fics and my darkfics! this is all fluff :)
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⋆˙⟡♡𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐈𝐈𝐈 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭:
𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: ♥︎ You're Not Weird: Tom Riddle x Hufflepuff (Newt Scamander granddaughter reader) 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭: ♥︎ A Cold Comfort: Y/N's frustration with her hot feet transforms into joy when Tom offers his cold feet as a solution. ♥︎ Anything For you: Tom Riddle, who may not be the most affectionate partner. In a tender moment, Y/N playfully coaxes him into becoming the big spoon. ♥︎ Beneath His Cold Embrace: Tom comes back to see you asleep on top of his blankets.
♥︎ Can't Keep Hexing Guys: Tom's jealousy boils over in the Hogwarts library and Matteo intervenes just in time to prevent a disastrous hex.
♥︎ Chilled Hearts: Tom, noticing Y/N's discomfort, offers his jumper and the night unfolds with stolen glances and unspoken feelings beneath the night sky. ♥︎ Defiant Love: Y/N and Tom Riddle find themselves at odds as their relationship reaches a boiling point. Tom, accustomed to dominance, is confronted by Y/N's defiance, leading to a showdown where past vulnerabilities are brought to light.
♥︎ External Comfort: Y/N navigates the complexities of her relationship with Tom Riddle, whose troubled past leaves him unable to seek solace in physical touch. ♥︎ Fading Shadows: After a heartbreaking breakup, Y/N and Tom Riddle struggle with the aftermath. Y/N questions her decision, believing Tom might be happier without her. ♥︎ Feelings are Complex: Your emotionless bestfriend just confessed he has feelings for you in his own way.
♥︎ Heart Break of Sorrows: Y/N, recently single after breaking up with the emotionally distant Tom Riddle, attends a Gryffindor party to move on. Little does she know, Tom's intense gaze across the room hides a depth of emotion he never showed before.
♥︎ I'm your boyfriend: Where you make your stoic boyfriend finally expose your relationship.
♥︎ Jealousy Unleashed: Tom, feeling possessive, warns Y/N not to stray too far. Y/N, ever confident, smirks and teases him about enjoying the chase. ♥︎ Leave it On: While driving Tom and your phone inconveniently plays your spicy audiobook. ♥︎ No Damsel In Distress: You refuse to be a damsel in distress. ♥︎ Part Two - I'll Be There, Always: You want space from your over protective boyfriend.
♥︎ Silent Comfort: Tom Riddle, the composed and aloof boyfriend, battles nightmares in the darkness. Unseen by Y/N, he finds solace in her room, reading quietly at her desk.
���︎ Spellbound: During your DADA class Tom couldn't keep his eyes off of you.
♥︎ The Nickname Arrangement: Your boyfriend asks about your lack of nickname, to say you have some interesting suggestions to that conversation. ♥︎ The Quiet Observer: Tom Riddle, known for his reserved nature, finds himself drawn to the Y/N, who unknowingly captures his attention.
♥︎ The Unspoken Challenge: Tom can't stop himself, he'll always find a way to irk you. ♥︎ Tender Moments: Amidst the tension of a minor disagreement, Tom and Y/N discover the power of intimacy and affection in strengthening their bond. Through gentle touches and loving gestures, they reaffirm their love for each other and find solace in each other's arms. ♥︎ Veiled Ambitions: Tom must confront the vulnerability that comes with caring for someone beyond the scope of his ruthless ambitions.
𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬: ♥︎ World Burn Series: Y/n and her twin sister were raised in London, hidden in the muggle world because of you know who terrorising the wizarding world. Y/n soon discovers with his son that there was more reason for her being hidden
To be clear this is the fictional son of Voldermort not Voldermort himself!!
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jasontoddsguns · 19 days
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Endless cycle of abuse
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sleepy-wyvern · 10 months
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His Hummingbird (Miguel O'Hara x female!reader smut)
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{Angsty smut oneshot}
Available: here on Tumblr and AO3
WC: ~2.2k [oneshot]
Synopsis: You're a human female who has a boyfriend from another dimension; Spider-Man 2099. Miguel visits your apartment late at night as a surprise after not seeing him for a week.
I HAD TO GET THIS IDEA OUT OF MY HEAD BEFORE I COULD FOCUS ON OTHER FICS IM SORRY ;-;
Inspirations: the song Hummingbird by Metro Bloomin and James Blake and you know the fang scene… man definitely bites 👀
A/N: If y’all want/request more I may write more, otherwise this is a one shot ❤️ leave a comment or reblog if you liked. 
Warnings/tags: Angst, Smut (18+ Minors DNI), hickies (lotsa biting), fingering, light begging from reader, p in v (condom), light male whimpering
Disclaimer: I borrowed my spanglish friend for some of the translations here. Feel free to send an ask or comment if something feels off.
Enjoy!
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The moon shone bright through the heavy clouds as you wondered where your spider was. 
Fighting crime, defeating evil, saving lives, all nothing you could complain about. Another universe, another day, another “business trip.” He used that phrase to try and make you feel better but it couldn’t take away from the fact that one day he may not return. Perhaps if things went bad enough you wouldn’t ever be able to know what happened to him, just spending the rest of your life waiting for someone who would never return. You tried your best to shove the thought away as you fiddled with the window latch.
You pushed open the window widely to get whatever cool night air you could in your little city apartment. As the hot summer days neared closer you took solace in the cold rainy night. The sound of the rain and the city traffic was oddly comforting.
You turned and walked toward the kitchen sink opposite of the room figuring you'd at least try to get some chores done. It was a small-ish apartment the size of a hotel room really. The biggest room was the merged kitchen and living room. Still, it was familiar enough space for you to sense the presence behind you.
The moment you turned your back you heard the window blinds gently tap against the window pane; anyone else would’ve thought that had been the wind. Anyone else without a spider person lover anyways.
“Do spiders ever use the door?” You spoke without turning around, instead you turned the faucet on to do the dishes.
“You should start locking that window at night,” his gruff voice was directly behind you.
“Miguel,” you sighed, twisting the tap off before turning around.
It had been a week since his last visit, the longest ever since you started “seeing” each other. You hadn’t put a label on anything yet, what could you call a lover from another dimension that could never stay with you?
Every time you saw him after a prolonged period you were intimidated by how he stood over you. He hadn’t meant to be intimidating as his mask was already removed, yet it was hard to ignore his height and size of his build especially when he had to look down at you.
“Nobody can enter a 4th story window,” you smiled. “Just you.”
Despite that you were angry he was gone for so long your heart melted at the sight of his brown locks falling gracefully over his forehead. He wore his blue and red spider suit as he always did when traveling.
He wrapped his large arms around your waist, pulling you close into his hot embrace. He planted a kiss on your forehead.
“Te extrañé…” He trailed off as he pulled back to look into your eyes. 
He held his hands against your face when you eyed his bracelet; the thing that let him stay here with you without “glitching out.” It was a grim reminder of what could never be. Despite the comfort you got from his rough hands against your soft face, it made you sad. 
“I missed you too,” you sighed, overlapping his hand with your smaller one.
The bracelet was cool to the touch as you frowned. “Where have you been?” You scolded, “You told me you’d be back by Monday. It’s Friday!”
“I’m sorry,” he sighed furrowing his brows. “It’s work.”
“It always is,” You turn around putting your hands on the smooth countertop.
“I’ll make it up to you,” he offered, sounding sad and hopeful.
You knew he didn’t mean to make you worry or make you sad. You both wished things were different. It would make it so much easier. You knew though that if he could change things he would and you didn’t want to hold what was out of his control against him. It wasn’t his fault you were born in different worlds, different universes. It didn’t help that you weren’t a spider person either.
You felt his hands gently against your waist as he moved closer to you.
“I'm sorry." He sighed. "Mi pequeña colibrí…” he whispered into your ear. His breath was hot and heavy against your neck sending shivers down your body.
“Oh stop, you can’t use the español to make me feel better! No fair!” You laughed. 
He placed a kiss on your ear that tickled before you spun back around, wrapping your arms over his shoulders.
“My spiderman,” You giggled as his look of concern melted into happiness. "I'm not mad at you. Just try to let me know if you'll be late next time."
The corner of his lips turned upward ever so slightly in relief. "I promise."
Another thing that was likely yours only; Miguel’s smile. When Jessica met you she was surprised you were even real. She warned you to not mention much of Miguel’s personal life activities to the other spider people but it was hard to remember. Once you accidentally mentioned the flowers on your table were from Miguel to Gwen she nearly fainted. You adored the way he treated you special even if you weren’t sure why he chose you. You could never be mad at him for something he couldn't control.
He brushed his thumbs in a circular motion against your waist as he held you. His dark eyes were full of love as he looked down at you. 
You ran your fingers back through his brown hair. He seemed to sigh beneath your touch, it was thrilling in a way to know he was comfortable enough around you to let his guard down. Nobody else could see Miguel the way you did.
“You need to stop being so stressed. Relax more.” You sighed bringing your fingers to his forehead. “Grumpy wrinkles.”
He chuckled low as he held you tightly. He brought his face down into your neck to inhale the sweet scent of your perfume that he loved so much.
“I know what helps with that,” his voice was deep and silky and fuck it made your body melt. 
You giggled as his sweet kisses turned into loving nibbles. He was careful to not hurt you with his fangs but he knew how much you loved his gentle biting. You had a hunch he loved it as much as you did. On top of that it’s been a week without it and damn you missed him.
You let his touch overwhelm you as he held you, softly biting against your delicate skin. His body tensed against you the moment you let out a small pleasurable gasp.
“Hm,” He huffed deeply as he pulled back. “I forgot my strength. I’m sorry, mi colibrí.”
He brought his fingers up to your neck, wiping away the wetness before examining the hickie left behind.
“That’s what makeup is for,” you reassured. “Now, you have a week to make up for…”
“No better time to start than now,” he knocked off the stack of papers that were laying on the countertop.
Before you could react he grabbed your hips, lifting you into the air. You let out a faint gasp as you wrapped your legs around him.
“Miguel!” You scolded as he smirked at you, placing you on the empty countertop space. “Naughty, what has become of you?” You teased him.
“You have become of me,” he pressed his hot lips against yours hungrily. 
He brought his hands around to the back of your head holding you close so he could kiss you deeply. It wasn’t long before you could feel his cool tongue against your lips. You opened your mouth letting him in, his cold mouth meeting your warm one.
You brought your hands to his shoulders feeling the fabric of his suit. Eagerly you moved your fingers to his back, grasping for the zipper. You rotated between feeling the muscles of his back and fumbling with the damn zipper making your kisses turn sloppy.
“Eager aren’t we?” He laughed low and deep in his throat, it wasn’t a mocking tone. In fact you knew he loved it. 
He shimmied his shoulders out of the suit and it took all of your power not to basically drool over him. You wasted no time bringing your hands to feel his hot skin, tracing your fingers lovingly over the scars on his chest.
You buried your fingers in his hair as your lips met again. The man loves to kiss you, almost as much as he loves to bite you. He took the opportunity to switch to biting your neck whenever you pulled back to breathe. 
He slowly brought his fingers underneath the hem of your shirt, running his calloused fingers along your silky smooth torso. You separated from him only long enough to remove the pesky fabric of your top before diving back into him again.
You could feel the bulge in his underwear against your leg as he leaned forward to undo the clasp of your bra. He brought his large hands to your breasts lovingly cupping and massaging them. Goosebumps rose against his skin at the sound of your soft, lustful moans.
“More baby,” you whispered.
He brought his lips to your nipple, his hair tickling your chest. You tilted your head down letting yourself get lost in the scent of his shampoo while he planted wet kisses against your stiff nipple. His grabs on your body slowly turned more rough as you felt his teeth against your skin.
“More,” you demand. It’s been a week and damn you wanted him more than anything. 
He hooked his fingers underneath the soft fabric of your leggings and panties as you shimmied to help. Your body shivered as the fabric pooled to the floor. Miguel looked at your body with a mixture of awe and hunger- a deep lust filled hunger.
He brought his index and middle finger to your entrance, smiling when he felt how wet you were.
“You really did miss me huh, mi pequeña colibrí?” 
You nodded “mmm’, yes I did. Need you, Miguel.” You whined feeling him circle your entrance.
He wasn’t cruel to make you wait as he plunged his fingers in. Your back arched as you gasped, spreading your legs desperate for him deeper. Feeling his fingers arch against your walls and watching the movements of his wrist as he pleased you was intoxicating.
Still you wanted more.
“Please, baby,” you whimpered.
Your body whined when he stopped and pulled his fingers out. 
“What is it, cariño?” His voice purred. He brought his fingers to his lips, rolling his tongue over your sweetness.
“You,” your lip quivered as you shuddered from the cool apartment air. “Please.”
You knew this was a game he could normally play for a long time. Not today though, neither of you could handle it. Instead your heart raced as he nodded to the kitchen drawer where you kept the condoms since counter sex had become a more regular activity.
He brought his large, hard cock out of his boxers, stroking lightly. You swallowed at the sight wondering how you could ever take him.
He smirked at your expression “are you afraid?”
You shook your head, reaching your hands out to his broad shoulders trying to bring him closer. You fumbled with the condom, bringing your hands to his hot cock. He gasped lightly as your hands held him him, rolling the condom down over him.
He lined his tip against your entrance, soaking himself in your juices and teasing you just a little. 
“Are you ready?” He whispered and for the first time tonight you heard his voice start to shake.
You bit your lip as you nodded “I am.”
He slowly slid himself in as you let out a moan of tight, firey pressure. The moment he was fully inside you both let out a gasp; you both waited so long for this moment. You wrapped your arms around him as he buried his face in the crook of your neck while you got used to the feeling of all of him inside. 
He waited for you to nod and give him the okay to continue. He planted a kiss on your cheek as he pulled out slightly before thrusting in again. You spread your legs further apart, moaning at the next deeper thrust. You grasped at the muscles of his back for an anchor.
“Just like that, cariño,” He whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.
He thrusted against, harder and faster as you felt your pleasure start to build. He kept a lovely, steady pace and you knew it wouldn’t be long until you reached your climax.
“Oh Miguel,” you moaned, making him shiver. “Baby, I’m close.”
You grasped at his back desperate to have more of him. His heavy breaths and grunts sent electricity through you while his cock pressed lovingly against that sweet spot.
“Don’t move,” his voice was a quiet whimper while you held him.
Fuck, hearing him whimper always sent you feral but you did your best to keep still while he pounded into your tight cunt. Your back arched as the waves of pleasure crashed down into a lovely orgasm. 
“You feel so good,” he whispered in your ear. 
You knew he was close and you wrapped your legs around him not letting him go. 
“I’m, I’m-“ his voice broke off as you felt his cock twitch inside of you.
His arms held you tightly to him as you were wrapped around him lovingly. The heat of your bodies, the feeling of his heart beating and the rise and fall of his chest as he heavily breathed through the pleasure… Despite that soon he’d have to leave again these moments are what make it worth it.
"Te amo," his voice was a husky whisper as he held you.
For now, you got to enjoy the warm embrace of your spider. 
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Thanks so much for reading, let me know if you enjoyed with any comments/reblogs, I appreciate them all!
-Wyv
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A Stranger Valentine: Steve Harrington One-Shot
A/N: Greetings! So here it is! After a very long hiatus, I'm finally back with a little one-shot for Steve Harrington. It is my first in a while and I hope it won't be my last. I'm a little nervous about it, but I might as well just stop overthinking and go for it. And oddly enough, this just so happens to be my blog's 7th anniversary! I hope you like it!
Happy Valentine's Day!
Description: Steve puts himself out there on Valentine's Day. (3292 words)
WARNINGS: FLUFF!
Love interest: Reader
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         It was a nice, breezy, and all together, regular day in Hawkins. A somewhat busy Monday for some businesses, including the Family Video. Customers had come and gone. The shelves ripped apart; most rentals gone by the evening. Surprisingly, things had died down for a bit, giving Steve and Robin a breath. The bell at the door rang as a couple of customers exited, giving way to Dustin.      
         “Hey, Robin!” He greeted. 
         “Hey, nerd.”
         “I don’t take that as insult, no matter how many times you call me it,” Dustin said.
         Steve then appeared from the back room. “Okay Robin, make a note, we are out of When Harry Met Sally, Flashdance, Splash, Footloose, Sixteen Candles, and Back to the Future. I just went over some inventory and those are the ones most asked for and the ones we are out of for now.” He glanced over the counter. “Sup, Henderson?”
         “Do you have The NeverEnding Story?”
         “On a school night?” Steve said as he stood behind the counter. He reached for the bin of returned movies while he looked at his young friend.
         “Yeah, Susie and I are gonna watch it together on Valentine’s Day while we talk on the phone.”
         “You are guys are so weird,” Robin said.
         “Those are your Valentine’s Day plans?” Steve asked.
         “Well, there really isn’t much to do at a distance. Plus, it doesn’t help that Valentine’s Day is on a Wednesday this year.”
         “Right. Also, Valentine’s Day is two days away, why are you asking about the movie today?”
         “The NeverEnding Story is a beloved film. It could just as easily be on your little list of out-of-stock movies.”
         “Doubtful,” Robin said.
         Out of nowhere, a VHS box fell to the ground. The sound earned the attention of the trio by the counter. Then, a hand was raised from behind one of the shelves.
         “Sorry, that was my bad.” Someone’s voice rang. Their head poked up as well. 
         “You’re good,” Robin responded.
         Steve failed to tear his eyes away. He watched as the girl continued to scan the films, while she enjoyed the music that played on her Walkman. Steve was pulled out of his trance by Dustin who snapped his fingers in his face.
         “Hellooooo!?”
         “What? What?”
         Dustin looked between the shelves and Steve. “You really shouldn’t stare, Steve. It’s rude.”
         “I often tell him,” Robin said as she flipped through the pages of a magazine she usually hid behind the counter.
         “I wasn’t staring,” Steve said.
         “Oh, you were just ogling at Y/N,” Dustin said. 
         Steve’s head snapped towards Dustin. “You know her?”
         “Uh, yeah, most people do.”
         “Huh? I could have sworn she just moved here.”
         “No, she moved back,” Robin added.
         “What you know them too?” 
         “Duh, dingus.”
         “How do you both know her, and I don’t?”
         “Probably because you were too busy being King Steve.”
         “Ugh!”
         “Yup! Y/N was in your year,” Dustin said.
         “How do you know anything about her?” 
         “She babysat Mike and I a couple of times.”
         “And you know her how, Robin?”
         “She tutored me in algebra.”
         Suddenly, Y/N made her way over to the counter with a couple of films in hand, cutting the trio’s conversation short. 
         “Okay, I think that’s enough browsing for the day,” she said as she removed her headphones. 
         “Hey, Y/N!” Dustin smiled.
         “Dustin Henderson? Look at you! You’ve gotten taller!”
         “And you’ve stayed the same.”          “Well, I think I hit my growth spurt too early and ran out quickly.”
         “It happens.”
         “Hi, Robin!” She glanced at Steve. “Hi, Steve.”
         “Hey, Y/N!”
         “Hi,” Steve said shyly. 
         Robin moved to the computer on the counter while Y/N handed the movies to her.
         “How long will you be renting these for?”
         “Um, you can put me down for two nights. Seems like you guys have been really busy, today.”
         “Yeah, it’s been oddly hectic for Valentine’s Day week.”
         “Oh, that’s right! Wednesday… is that why I couldn’t find a copy of Sixteen Candles?”
         “Oh?” Robin looked at Steve. “No, Sixteen Candles?”
         Steve shot Robin a disappointed look, realizing she never listened to him earlier. “Yeah, sorry. We’re all out of that one…” Steve told Y/N.
         “No, worries. I just like to rewatch it every now and again.”
         “Sorry,” Steve said.
         “It’s okay.”
         “Okay, you are set to go,” Robin said as she slid the movies to Y/N.
         “Thanks. Well, I’ll see you guys around. Bye!” She locked eyes with Steve before she headed towards the door.
         “I don’t think I’ve seen you this off your game since our Scoops Ahoy days, dingus.”
         “Yeah, Steve, you were just there. Staring. Again!”
         “What did you guys expect me to do with you two here?”
         “Uh, act normal,” Robin said.
         “I did act normal. She wasn’t really interested.”
         “Maybe cause you were avoiding them.”
         “I wasn’t avoiding them. They clearly aren’t interested.”
         “I believe you just haven’t been trying hard enough,” Dustin said.
         “I second that,” Robin said.
         “When’s the last time you went on a date?”
         “Ha!” Robin exclaimed. 
         “What? It hasn’t been that long.”
         “It’s been a while. Actually, I don’t think you’ve dated anyone in the time that I’ve known you.”
         “Come on! It has not been long.”
         “Long enough.”
         “Whether that’s the case or not, maybe you should just try. Why don’t you ask them out?” Dustin said.
         “Because he doesn’t know how. He’s done nothing but stare at her each time she’s been in here.”
         “I’m right here, Robin. Besides, I helped her the second time she came in.”
         “You pointed to where the comedies were and practically ran away from her.”
         “Fine, so I’m a little off my game. So what?”
         “Maybe you just need to not think about it as much,” Dustin suggested.
         “What do you mean?”
         “Just ask her out. Let the words come out and don’t think about it too much or else you’ll psych yourself out.”
         “Can’t believe I’m getting advice from Henderson.”
         “Like that’ll work,” Robin commented.
         “You’re not really helping,” Dustin said.
         “Okay, how’s this for advice? Stop living in the past. You’re not the same Steve from high school, which means people don’t act the way they used to around you. The real world is different, and you are in it. So why don’t you just grow a pair and just ask her out! What’s the worst that can happen, that she says no? You’ve been rejected before, and you’ve lived. You’ll be just fine no matter the outcome.”
         “Uh… okay, thanks.”
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         On Valentine’s Day, Family Video saw a lot of traffic from the moment it was opened. Girls came around in their little cliques and grabbed snacks to go with their choice of films like The Blue Lagoon, Endless Love, An Officer and a Gentleman, Flashdance, and more. These were also popular among the guys that strung along their girlfriends or the dates they had for the day.
         Steve had finished shelving some of the returns before he made his way to the counter. Things had died for a bit, so he took the opportunity to stock some movies before more customers showed up. This would leave Robin with the inventory in the back. When he went to check on her, he found her lying back on a chair, a magazine covering her face.
         “Of course,” he said.
         The bell at the door rang, and Steve eyed the monitors on the desk in front of Robin. The footage showed Y/N, as she made her way to the counter. Steve felt his heart rate increase. He took a deep breath and exited the back room, immediately coming face to face with Y/N.
         “Hey,” he greeted.
         “Hi!” Y/N said as she fished some movies from her messenger bag. “I’ve come to return these.” She placed the films on the counter.
         “Alrighty.” Steve reached for the films while he worked on the computer. He noticed two of the three titles: Cinderella and Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. Steve felt this was his time to make small talk. “Had yourself a Disney night?”
         “Hmm?”
         “A Disney night… Cinderella and Snow White?” He smiled nervously. 
         “Oh! Kinda. I had to babysit two little girls and as you can imagine they love princesses.” Y/N beamed.
         “Right. And if you baby sit boys, what do you usually go for?”
         “Easy. Star Wars. Or E.T. Dustin can testify to that.”
         “Classic choices right there.” He saw the last title: Grease. “I’m guessing Grease is more of a personal choice.”
         Y/N chuckled. “Yeah, you’re not wrong. I like to have one for myself for when the kids fall asleep.”
         “Understandable. Uh, that’ll be four-twenty-five.”
         As Y/N searched through her wallet for her money, Steve watched her for a moment. He took in her soft features and notice how delicate she looked. She pulled out a five-dollar bill and handed it to him. Steve charged the films and took out three quarters to give back.
         “No movies for tonight?”
         “Didn’t really have any in mind. Weirdly enough I got no calls to baby sit tonight. And I didn’t make plans so, right now   I don’t know what the rest of the day holds.”
         Robin’s words replayed in Steve’s mind. Grow a pair and just ask her. He thought. Now or never, Harrington.
         “Listen, since you don’t have any plans for tonight, would you…” he cleared his throat and continued. “Would you like to go see a movie? With me? Tonight?”
         “Oh… like on a date?” she asked.
         “Uh, yeah—Only if you want…”
         Y/N smiled at him. “What did you have in mind to go see?”
         Steve swallowed. “There’s this new movie coming out… Pretty in Pink…”
         “I’d love to.”
         “Really?”
         “Yeah. You had me at movie and now I’m even more excited knowing it’s to see Pretty in Pink.”
         Steve chuckled. “Great. That’s great. There’s a showing at eight. Can I pick you up at seven-thirty?”
         “That sounds perfect.”
         “Awesome, so I’ll see you tonight.”
         “I’ll see you tonight, Steve.” With that Y/N exited the Family Video. 
         Once she was out of sight, Steve couldn’t help but fist bump the air. It had actually worked. He asked and she said yes. Steve turned around and jumped when he noticed Robin just stood there.
         “Jesus!”
         She had a smug look on her face. “Told you so, Harrington.”
         “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Thanks.”
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         Funnily enough, Steve had forgotten to ask Y/N where she lived. Luckily, Robin helped him figure it out. He arrived just as he had told her; seven thirty on the dot. He popped a breath mint in his mouth as he walked up to the door. He combed his fingers through his hair, adjusted the jacket he had on, and rang the doorbell.
         A minute passed before the door swung open to reveal Y/N standing opposite of him. Steve eyed her for a second before he swallowed so hard the breath mint went straight to his stomach. He could have sworn he heard Dustin telling him to stop ogling at the girl. 
         He snapped out of his daze. “Hey.”
         “Hi. You alright?” She asked.
         “Me? Yeah. I’m good.”
         She smiled. 
         “You look great, by the way. Uh, beautiful actually.” Steve noticed her cheeks grew warm. 
         “Thank you.”
         “Are you ready to go? I’m not rushing you, though.”
         “I’m ready.”
         “Alrighty, let’s go.”
         Steve moved aside as she stepped out and locked the door behind her. They walked together to his car, and Steve picked up his steps to beat her to the passenger side. He opened the door and closed it after she climbed in. Steve then marched over to the driver’s side. As soon as he got in, he started his car, and drove on to the movie theater. The ride started off a bit quiet with both parties rather nervous about the date, not that they’d confess anything to one another. Suddenly, Steve turned on the radio and the catchy beat of Daryl Hall and John Oats’ You Make My Dreams Come True, came through the speakers. Steve caught on to Y/N tapping her hands on her lap in tune to the song, and so he left it on that station. After that, the ride didn’t feel as long. Before they knew it, the song finished when they arrived. 
         Steve made sure to get the door for Y/N and together they strolled over to the ticket booth. Being a gentleman, he bought their tickets, and the pair made their way inside. Steve eyed the snacks counter and turned to Y/N at his side. 
         “Would you like any snacks?”
         “Uh, only you do.”
         “I could definitely go for some popcorn. We could share?”
         “Okay.”
         “If you want you can get us some seats while I get the snacks.”
         “Are you sure? I don’t mind going with you.”
         “Yeah. Movie will start here in a bit so were gonna see plenty of people filing in and before you know it, the good seats will be gone.”
         “Okay. I’ll see you inside.”
         “Yeah.”
         A few minutes later Y/N waved Steve over the minute she spotted him coming into the theater. Steve was hugging a bucket of popcorn while also holding a beverage on each hand. When he reached the seat next to her, Y/N stopped rubbing her hands on her upper arms and helped Steve with the drinks. She placed each one on the cup holders and Steve sat next to her. The lights dimmed and the screen slowly went on. Steve leaned a little closer to Y/N.
         “Are you okay?”
         “Yeah. It’s just a little colder than I expected, and I totally forgot my cardigan at home.”
         “Oh…”
         “Yeah, but it’s okay.”
         “Here, hold this.” Steve handed her the popcorn and proceeded to remove his jacket. He then extended it to her. “Take it.”
         “What? No, Steve. I couldn’t.”
         “You can. Take it, please.”
         “Steve…”
         “Please.”
         Y/N took the boy’s jacket. Steve wouldn’t say it out loud, but he loved how she looked in it, even in the dimmed theater. She warmed up immediately. 
         “Thank you,” she whispered. 
         “You’re welcome. Popcorn?” He whispered back. 
         “Yes, please. Thanks.”
         Steve handed his date the popcorn and kept a small handful. The film started and the pair got comfortable in their seats. At one point during the movie, their hands bumped into one another when reaching for the popcorn.
         “Sorry,” Y/N whispered.
         “It’s okay. Some good popcorn.”
         Steve shook his head as he watched the movie, the words echoing in his head. Some good popcorn? Idiot. 
         Mid way through the film Y/N slightly leaned her shoulder into Steve’s armrest. Steve took as deep breath and enjoyed the closeness. They would remain like that until the end.
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         As the pair exited the theater along with the crowd, Y/N gushed to Steve about how much she enjoyed the movie.
         “I thought it was pretty sweet. Thanks for bringing me.”
         “You’re welcome.”
         As they strolled on over to the car, Y/N got a little closer to Steve. 
         “Why did you bring me?”
         “What?”
         “Why did you bring me to see this movie tonight? On Valentine’s Day?”
         Steve stopped in place. “Oh, I- uh, I thought it was pretty obvious.”
         She stopped as well and gazed up at him. “What?”
         He rubbed the back of his neck. “Well, that I… that I… like you.”
         “That’s good. I like you too.” She grinned.
         “You do?”
         “I thought it was pretty obvious.” 
         Steve chuckled and nodded. He noticed a man at the street corner selling roses. Without saying a word, he started jogging towards the man. Y/N turned, and her eyes followed his figure.
         “Steve?”
         “One sec.”
         She watched as Steve got a rose from the man and jogged right back to her.
         Steve extended the rose towards her. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”
         She accepted it.
         He continued. “I didn’t make a big deal of it because it’s only our first date and I didn’t want to freak you out.”
         “I love it.”
         They continued on back towards Steve’s car, not that far apart from one another. When they reached the car, Steve being a gentleman once again, opened the door for her to get in. 
         On their way back, there was a soft love song playing on the radio, which they both enjoyed in silence. According to the host, it had been requested by some lovesick caller. They pulled up slowly to Y/N’s home, and Steve turned off the engine. As they sauntered to her door, Steve realized he didn’t want the night to end. Sure, he had been a bundle of nerves the whole time, but even then, he enjoyed her company and thought her shyness was just adorable. When they reached the door Steve stayed on the second step, while she stood at the top. They were at eye level this way.
         “Steve?” She said shyly. 
         “Yeah?”
         “How come you didn’t ask me sooner?”
         Steve took a deep breath. It was as if the date had only just begun again. “Honestly? I couldn’t muster the courage to ask you out.”
         “What changed?”
         “Robin gave me a harsh, but much needed pep talk.”
         “And how did you decide on a movie?”
         “It seemed like you love ‘em. I tried to hold Sixteen Candles for you cause you asked for it the other day. But then, I saw this movie had the same chick in it. So, I took a shot.”
         “Molly Ringwald.”
         “Huh?”
         “The actress you’re talking about. It’s Molly Ringwald.”
         “Right, yeah. That one.”
         She smiled. “Well, I’m glad our first date was on Valentine’s Day. It will stand out from any future one’s.”
         “Future one’s? You sayin’ you would go on a date with me again?” His heart was beating through his ears.
         She played with the rose she held in her hand. “Only if you want to. I wasn’t sure if you’d ask again.”
         “I do. I really, really do.”
         “Then it’s a date.”
         “Totally.”
         The two stood under the moonlight for another minute, as if waiting for something else to happen. However, nothing did.
         “Well, thanks again, Steve. I had a really great time.”
         “Me too.”
         “Goodnight, Steve.”
         “Goodnight.”
         Y/N smiled at the boy before her, one more time. She then turned to the door, unlocked it, and stepped inside.
         “Bye.”
         Steve waved softly at her and watched the door close. He stood there for a brief moment, kicking himself for not doing more to not bring the night to close so soon. 
         Suddenly, the door opened, and Y/N stepped in front of Steve in two quick steps. She placed a delicate hand on Steve’s right cheek, leaned forward, and pressed her lips to his. 
         Steve was stunned. His hands slightly hovered around her, before they came down to settle on her hips. He pulled her in a little tighter, relaxing into the kiss. He felt a warmth between them, as he savored her soft lips. He could still taste the movie theater popcorn.
         After a moment, Y/N broke the kiss and took a step back. Steve’s eyes remained closed, and his hands lingered on her hips. He finally opened his eyes and gazed into hers.
         “Wow.”
         A giggle bubbled in her throat. She took another step back, but Steve couldn’t resist pulling her in by her hips and kissing her one more time. Steve broke the kiss on this occasion and saw as he had left her stunned this time around. As he gazed back at her, he watched as she began to take slow steps backwards into her home.
         “Happy Valentine’s Day, Steve.”
She then closed the door and lied her back against it, with a hand hovering over her lips. Steve couldn’t see this. Which meant she didn’t see him when he raised his fists in triumph. 
A/N: Thanks so much for reading! Don't be afraid to let me know what you think! If you are interested in another Steve Harrington One Shot, I wrote one a while back. Here is the link:
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[A/N:This has been stuck in my head for a while now, I’ve been working on it forever. I’m not even sure if it makes sense or even sounds like Mickey, (I may or may not have added too many movie/tv references) but it’s finally here and I kinda like it so let me know what you think!]
“How much did you really know about Mickey Altieri? Sure he was your boyfriend of course but it wasn’t until a week ago, that a misdemeanour in the sack causes an argument, and for him to realise that he had to fix this mistake quickly but the question was how?”
Warnings:18+ ONLY swearing and some smut, Mickey is a naughty boy in the sack, mentions of light choking, Mickey’s serial killer tendencies are showing, dubious ending, some smut,p in the v, straight to getting laid, Mickey’s true colours, movie quotes a go-go, kinda cheesy it is a grand gesture after all...this is oh-so loosely inspired by the first script for SCREAM 2 that was leaked where Mickey was in the role of Derek and that scene in the cafeteria which I fucking love was him serenading Hallie originally but now it’s you…
The very last thing that you wanted to do right now was head into the campus cafeteria for food, grabbing something from a vending machine instead seemed like a way better idea, and it definitely wasn’t because you were avoiding your boyfriend though no fucking way.
Your life had pretty much changed the moment you were introduced to Mickey Altieri, the guy who spoke in film quotes and spent a huge amount of time, carrying a hand held video camera around usually obscuring his face as he filmed life around him.
You knew Mickey was a huge flirt hell you were even warned about it many times, but within minutes you had found yourself caught up in his smile and those confident brown eyes, the ones that had pinned you in place when met across a busy room that night at some random party on campus.
Now fast forward six months later and a little space was definitely needed, seeing what had happened over a week ago when you had been together in his bed, with Mickey placing a large hand around your neck whilst you rode him which had shocked you a little to say the least.
It had actually caused a huge argument with you fighting off tears, whilst Mickey had told you that sometimes he just had to be “Cruel to be kind” as if that actually warranted his behaviour.
…leaving you needing some space despite all of the weak apologies, that had fallen rapidly from your boyfriends soft lips.
A few thoughts had clicked into place after that incident, you mostly realising how intense Mickey was in real life almost like you were seeing a new side to him, it had both opened your eyes and kind of turned you on in equal measures.
…but that was the very least of your worries right now.
Because the last thing that you wanted was to break up with Mickey, but he had now stopped apologising to you even though you were in turn avoiding him, yet you didn’t want to be the first one to bring it up.
…seeing that you knew exactly how much the guy loathed rom coms despite being a goofy sweetheart usually.
“Are you really sure this idea will actually work? Surely someone will stop you-“
“Lighten up Derek it’s happening ok, but just know that you are my shitty accomplice in all this.” Mickey cuts off his roommate with a wide smile, and a hint of sarcasm playing on the tip of his tongue, whilst he scanned the cafeteria for your face.
“You must’ve done something real bad to have to go this low to win back y/n.” Derek retorts with a deep chuckle.
“It’s either I make a grand gesture or this right here becomes my evil origin story.” Mickey declares with a shrug, knowing full well which one he would rather go for, but right now wasn’t the time.
“You are so weird, Altieri.” Derek states whilst shaking his head with a small smile attached.
“Well I blame the movies, Feldman.” Mickey shoots back with a knowing grin on his face, because things were going exactly to plan it was all too perfect.
It had been breaking news even to Mickey that he would actually meet someone he could care about, here at Windsor college of all places where he had other things to be focused on, but you had been such a distraction it actually made the experience of being here all the more worth while.
It wasn’t as if he had tried to voice these thoughts to you, but then Mickey had gotten a bit too rough in bed yet he had definitely seen the gleam in your eye, when he had tightened his grip only for you to move off him very quickly.
…only because some idiot had knocked on the dorm room door and run away, totally killing the moment between you two.
Mickey knew that he owed you big he wanted you to know how much he cared, how far he had come with you by his side if it hadn’t been for your being Sidney’s roommate, he would never have gotten closer to her absolutely fascinated by the brunette’s past life.
…he really did still want to interview her some day with his video camera, and list of questions about her ex Billy and his idiotic friend Stu because they had been such amateurs.
But for now he just needed this idea to work like a scene straight from a nauseous romance movie, Mickey would win you over with his goofy charms and still have you by his side, that was what he wanted at the end of all this for you to be with him in the long run.
…he had many reasons to be sitting here right now in this cafeteria, and all of them came back to you despite working better alone it turned out he had a heart after all.
The thought did naturally scare him because Mickey was known for being a slut around these parts, he usually hooked up fast and often but after meeting you that had come to a sudden halt, actually respecting you enough which made him feel like a whole new guy.
…but there were parts of him that not even you knew were there, but you would do pretty soon if all this worked out like the way he hoped.
Having quickly walked past Hallie McDaniels who was waiting for you outside the cafeteria, you were almost out of the building scot free until your roommate Sidney catches you with a swift tug on your arm to stop you, grudgingly spinning around on your heels to meet your fate.
Alongside Mickey you had also tried to avoid your friends, but that clearly hadn’t worked because Sidney Prescott was looking at you with excitement on her face, which was a good look on her after all that had happened back in her hometown.
…both the massacre of Woodsboro students and then the aftermath, a town in mourning and the bitch Gale Weathers blowing a shitstorm through it all.
Which was maybe happening again would you believe a serial killer on campus, it sounded like a bad horror movie but this was Sidney’s real life, being reduced to two bodyguards following her everywhere and putting all the other student bodies on edge.
…three students dead already the second year of college was starting to scare the hell out of you.
Yet regardless of this you now saw the smile on Sid’s face, showing how brave she was which you couldn’t even begin to imagine seeing how you were avoiding Mickey, and he wasn’t even a killer just a dude who had gotten a bit too adventurous in bed.
“Aren’t you supposed to be meeting Hallie for lunch?” Sidney asks in a teasing voice dropping her hand from your arm whilst you fantasise about leaving this moment very quickly.
“I can’t I have a class soon-“
“Yeah in like two hours y/n so what’s the rush?” Sidney asks with a questioning look that you didn’t even have an answer to retort back with.
“No rush I-“
“Need to eat lunch! I’m sure Mickey is in there as well you guys haven’t been together much for the past couple of days.” Sidney informs you like you didn’t already know what was happening, an itch to suddenly tell all to the brunette next to you is hard to resist.
“Yeah we had an argument.” You begin in a low voice, but when you notice that Sidney doesn’t look very surprised you add “But I guess everyone knows about that it’s just I’ve been super busy.”
“Either way mickey will find you, so you might as well go and face the music in the cafeteria.” Sidney explains with a misplaced laugh, kind of like you were out of the loop on some inside joke.
“Er, sure fine I have time to grab a quick bite I guess.” You nod despite the rest of your body which was in flight mode, making you want to run away like the victim that you were.
“Perfect, so let’s go!” Sidney cheers grabbing hold of your arm again, as you both head back towards the cafeteria, ignoring the curious glances from the guards leaning against a wall.
“Sid? You do remember that the food here is trash-“
“Oh is it?” Sidney replies only half listening as she pushes open the large dark brown wooden doors, pulling you into the very last place you wanted to be right now.
…with the mall cops hurriedly following behind you both wearing pained looks, which somehow matched your face perfectly.
Noticing the looks from other students whilst being with Sidney, you see that she hasn’t even batted an eyelid, walking confidently towards the line for food tugging at your arm to hurry up.
Your eyes betray you by glancing over towards one of the tables the group sat at often, so of course you spot the back of Mickey’s head as he leans across the table, talking to a bemused looking Derek almost without a care in the world unlike you.
…his dark brown spiky hair sticking out in a million directions, whilst his hands moved around to his animated voice, because the guy was always talking he rarely paused for breath.
This thought makes you think of Sidney and how overdramatic you sounded right now, she had actually been through some shit whilst you had just discovered that your college boyfriend had a kink, which tracked because you had heard a lot of stories about Mickey in bed.
The guy had his own collection of rumours that had made their way to you, on the same day as meeting him you had become even more invested after learning that he liked to use his tongue a lot, which again tracked because you had first hand experience of this.
…both in and out of his bed because the guy would never stop talking sometimes, and the only way to distract him, was with a quick kiss seeing how that always worked in your favour.
“Hello ladies!” Announces a voice that makes you finally look away from staring at Mickey, to come face to face with Randy Meeks a friend within your group, with an embarrassingly obvious crush on Sid that was oh-so-clearly unrequited.
“What do you want?” You ask Randy grumpily unaware that, right now Mickey’s brown eyes were staring directly into your back, as all three of you had joined the line for food.
“Just haven’t seen you around for a bit, how are things with you and the mouse?” Randy questions with a cheesy laugh, whilst staring at Sid who looks down at her feet instead of helping you out.
“Me and Mickey are fine just ignore the rumours-“
“So you still haven’t dumped his stupid ass yet then?” Questions Randy sounding almost in pain as he reaches his point by adding “Man, that guy is so lucky you know that you could do so much better than him!”
“I think that you could do better than this Randy, maybe go and watch some more movies-“
“Is that a date then?” Randy asks you with a wiggle of his eyebrows as he steps back, into the busy crowd surrounding the cafeteria only to disappear seconds later from view.
“In your dreams.” You mutter to yourself making Sidney giggle as she hands you a tray, but you just grab some bags of chips instead ignoring the look on your friends face.
“Are there really rumours about you and Mickey?” Sidney asks making you look away from the staff behind the counter, to see her dark eyes watching you very carefully.
“Probably, but all I know is that we are fine I think, don’t want to overthink things it’s just a college romance-“
“I could easily see me and Derek staying together!” Sidney cuts you off in a dreamy but quiet voice like she hadn’t realise she had just shared that nugget of information.
“I just want to make it through lunch-“
“Let’s go and sit down with everyone else then!” Sidney cuts you off for the hundredth time, but you let it slide because you had other things on your mind currently.
Thoughts like what if Mickey had told the other guys about what had happened, sure college was a time to be adventurous but you didn’t want to get a name, even though you did get asked a lot as to why you were dating the “freaky Tarantino obsessed” guy from film class.
…mostly by Randy who always seemed surprised, that the pair of you were even together still.
But you were the only one who knew Mickey deep down, like how thoughtful he was and not to mention goofy by quoting whole chunks of scenes from movies, even attempting to act out the parts and then critique his own work the guy was a dork to be sure.
You had also often wondered about past girlfriends, the ones who helped fuel some of the rumours around campus that he was a cheap ride, but you knew since meeting him that he was true to you but you weren’t sure how much that statement rung true anymore.
“Are you coming or are you just gonna stand there all day?” Sid asks with a giggle as you pay for your food, then quickly decide to follow her and see what happens, likening yourself to a Dr Pepper commercial.
…what was the worse that could happen?
Not looking where you were going you soon walk straight into the back of Sidney, quickly glancing over her shoulder to see Randy had stopped your roommate in her tracks, because he could never be too far from Sid sure they were friends from before but the guy was obsessed.
“Now what-“
“Did I ever tell you guys about the time when I made mouse boy look like an idiot?” Randy cuts you off with a ridiculous question, that makes Sidney laugh at the face you were currently pulling.
“Mickey would kick your ass if he ever heard you saying that.” Sidney announces with a firm nod, knowing how these two worked when stuck together for too long.
…Randy and Mickey were well- known for always fighting like, well cat and mouse.
“He hates that affectionate nickname you’ve given him by the way.” You reply with a wry laugh.
“Mere foreplay.” Randy retorts with a shrug of his right shoulder.
“Can we get past now-“
“Sshh!” Randy cuts you off once again which makes you glare at him, but he was too busy looking back at the table, where your boyfriend was currently sitting to respond to you which was super rude.
…what was people’s problem today, because sure you had woken up in a mood but this wasn’t helping one bit.
“Are you ready then?” Derek asks looking away from Randy who was talking to his girlfriend Sidney, still with those two idiot looking guards on her tail, which was for her safety of course but he could’ve looked after her a lot better.
“Too late to back out now!” Mickey responds with a smile, because he really was doing this the set up was ready with everyone in their place, plus the euphoric rush he was suddenly feeling reminded him of another time in his life.
…one which makes a smile widen across his face from the graphic memory alone.
“Tone down the smile dude you’re looking a little crazy.” Derek states rewarding Mickey with a look, whilst his roommate shrugs his shoulders unable to stop smiling.
“Hey, this smile gets the ladies!” Mickey declares matter-of-factly, whilst his eyes watch Derek who didn’t look quite convinced.
“Oh sure!” Derek laughs deeply picking at the rest of his fries, but nudging his roommate hard when he notices that you and Sid were finally approaching the table.
…it was game time!
“Babe!” Mickey cheers getting up from his plastic chair to pull one closer for you, noticing the blank look on your face which annoys him briefly, but he continues to focus on the task at hand instead.
“Hey Mickey.” You state with a small smile attempting to make an effort, noticing that both Sidney and Derek, were watching you very closely which wasn’t weird at all.
“And where have you been y/n?” Announces Hallie entering the scene stage right, whilst dropping her plastic tray heavily onto the table, with a look of pure annoyance fracturing her pretty features.
“I’ve been busy-“
“Well did you just forget that you were supposed to be meeting me?” Hallie questions cutting you off whilst still sounding very annoyed, which was all on her really because you hadn’t actually accepted the invite.
“Yeah, but we are all here now!” Sing songs Sidney with a smile aimed at her boyfriend whose blue eyes sparkle back, it was enough to make you skip lunch altogether thanks to a hint of green eyed jealousy.
Sure you liked romance movies which was obviously a criminal offence in Mickey’s eyes, yet he did let you watch the odd one but only if you placed your hand over his mouth, because otherwise he would be ripping into the whole story from start to finish.
“Including the bodyguards looking completely out of place over there.” Hallie states pointing to the two men in dark suits, staring over at our table like something was suddenly about to happen.
“Any of them take your fancy?” You ask Hallie with a smirk, because she was always talking about being the third wheel of the group, even though Randy was clearly single but deeply preoccupied.
“Old white dudes, er no thanks!” Hallie brushes off your comment with a shake of her head, holding up her can of Pepsi to signal that the conversation was now over.
“So, how are you doing Sid?” Derek asks your roommate who rewards him with a quick kiss, which makes you glance at Mickey but he was currently staring into space.
…why did this all feel so fucking awkward?
Not to mention the fact that Derek kept looking from you then back to Mickey, watching you both as if something was about to happen which wasn’t helping your mood at all.
Mickey gives his roommate a dark look when he spots him staring at you, this wasn’t part of the plan he needed to move things along and have this all work out, knowing full well that you hated lots of attention but he wanted you to know how far he would truly go.
…not that you knew how insanely obsessed Mickey could get with things, but all he cared about right now was getting you back on his side, because you were somehow a duo stuck together through thick and thin.
Sure Mickey liked to act solo usually but ever since meeting you, he felt lost by himself so he wanted to show you his whole world, but first he needed to make things right before the real truth came out.
“The sorority house is hosting another party this weekend-“
“Please tell me you are not talking about the fucking Delta’s again!?” Mickey cuts off Hallie who had been talking to Sidney, all about the pretentious sorority sisters that she seemed to gossip about all damn day.
“Excuse me-“
“There are far better things in life than being a Delta!” You cut Hallie off for once as she narrows her eyes at you instead of replying.
“Aren’t you interested in ever joining Delta then?” Begins Mickey nudging one of your elbows with his as he then declares “I would like to see you in one of those little skirts.”
“Not a chance!” You retort with a wry smile that makes Mickey laugh loudly at your admission.
“I think that you would look cute in a pink two piece.” Hallie announces with a fake smile aimed at you, because she knew you hated the colour pink it was a whole thing.
“If you mean a two piece bikini then I definitely agree!” Mickey retorts with an over enthusiastic laugh, which causes you to shake your head firmly in the negative.
There was no chance in hell of you ever wearing a bikini, or joining Delta for that matter but they were far more interested in Sid than either you or Hallie anyway, which suited you fine but the latter was still pretty beat up by the fact.
You turn to look at Mickey to see he is talking to Derek again who is pointing over at something, or someone near the entrance to the cafeteria not that you cared, but you knew it was now time to try and talk to your boyfriend just maybe not here with everyone else.
“Are you ok?” Sidney asks Derek when you also notice at the same time, the suddenly guilty look appearing on his boyish face, whilst he tried to act nonchalant which wasn’t working.
“Dammit.” You swear you hear Mickey say under his breath, but then he quickly recovers by saying to your roommate in a louder voice “I sure am Sidney thanks for asking!”
Then with a well- worn goofy smile on his face Mickey suddenly stands up from his plastic chair, pushing up the sleeves on his dark purple shirt as his brown eyes finally meet yours, at the same time that you hear music begin to play noticing Randy across the cafeteria holding up a big red boom box high in the air.
…shaking his head like he couldn’t believe this was happening right now, because in fact neither could you.
Glancing back at Mickey you see him bouncing slowly from left to right, his hips swaying in time with his open hands as he winks at you, making your eyes widen as you suddenly recognise the music playing…
“If I should stay. I would only be in your way. So I'll go. And yet, I know, I'll think of you each step of the way...” Mickey starts singing incredibly off-key with you watching him in horror, placing a hand over your mouth, as he proceeds to leap back onto his seat then hops up directly up onto your table.
Derek moves the tray’s occupying the table space as Mickey continues to sway to the music, hand now on hip as he turns round to face you whilst you look up feeling helpless.
“Please stop.” You mouth the words quickly to Mickey but he just shakes his head, then carries on straight into the chorus holding both his hands high above his head.
"And iiiiiiiiyyyiii, will always love you oooooowuoooo, will always love you!” Mickey carries on singing even getting a high note or two, before he pulls a face from hearing his own voice echoing loudly around the large room.
Clearly all of this was garnering the attention of everyone in the cafeteria, some pulling the same face as you whilst others were clapping along, because Derek was also now out of his seat as well encouraging others to wave their hands around and join in.
Mickey snatches some notes from another students hand, because they had been waving them at him shoving them into his pants pocket, causing people to start throwing chips in the air around him.
The student body were responding in kind to Mickey’s declaration, of singing a cheesy song but he was used to pulling more crazier stunts, yet if this got you back in his bed then the real fun would truly begin.
“What is even happening here?” Hallie questions in disgust unable to believe, that Mickey somehow knew a freaking Whitney Houston song.
“Someone’s being romantic!” Sidney laughs as you close your eyes embarrassed, wishing that you had never even come into the cafeteria in the first place.
“Mickey please-“
"And I hope life treats you kind, and I hope you have all you dreamed of. I wish you JOYYY." Mickey cuts you off whilst singing the next verse, deciding to jump onto another table coincidently where two of the Delta’s were currently sitting with their mouths both wide open in shock.
“You’re standing on my sandwich!?” Snaps sorority sister Murphy, brushing some of her blonde hair away from her bare shoulder in disgust.
Mickey winks down at the blonde before he turns and blows you a kiss, still singing if you could even call it that, but you knew exactly what he was doing and damn it was actually working.
Everyone is literally clapping now besides you of course as you watch Mickey leap to another table, almost missing it because he was so tall and clumsy but getting his footing right, he then decides to belt out the crescendoing chorus clearly invested in the song which makes you smile widely.
“And I will always love you!!!!” Mickey practically shouts the last line his hips swaying ridiculously, as he then jumps down to rush back over to you, the mall cops finally approaching Randy who drops the red boom box.
…holding both of his hands behind his head like he was under arrest, but they just walk away from him instead, turning round to take in the surrounding commotion in front of them.
“Go to him!” Sidney states practically pushing you from your chair, standing up in a daze as seconds later, Mickey is right in front of you at the same time the music had finally been switched off.
“Well that was a surprise.” You state over the loud clapping, noticing the wide smile on Mickey’s face as he catches his breath his brown eyes staring, as you suddenly melt all over again just like the very first time that you had ever met.
Cheering still fills your ears as you glance to see one of the guards approaching Sid, who was too caught up in watching what was unfolding, with a look on her face that suddenly told you that she was somehow a part of this.
…why hadn’t you noticed any of this until now?!
“I did it all for you.” Mickey explains with a cheeky smile on his face as he then hurriedly elaborates “I know we still need to talk but I want you to know, that I’m all in and I can’t apologise enough.”
“I’m all in-“
You stop talking when you see Sidney is trying to be escorted out of the cafeteria, but she stands her ground with Derek taking hold of her hand, both of them grinning at you and Mickey which causes a smirk to appear on your face.
“Tom Cruise did it better!” Randy exclaims as he approaches the table, whilst some of the students are still watching with wide smiles and grins on their faces.
“I clearly wasn’t doing a fucking Top Gun routine!” Retorts Mickey with a roll of his eyes as he flips Randy the bird, shaking his head at the audacity of his classmates idiotic words.
“You’re way hotter than Tom Cruise by the way..” You inform Mickey who places one of his large hands flat on his chest as he grins wickedly.
“Firstly I clearly got inspiration from the bodyguard, hence the song and secondly, duh I’m taller than Tom Cruise so it’s obvious I’m way better.” Mickey explains with a know-it-all look that you knew very well.
“So now it’s getting personal-“
Before you can finish that sentence Mickey leans down, his lips brushing against yours as you accept the kiss, ignoring the shouts and cheers from all around the cafeteria just focusing on this moment right now instead.
Curling a hand around the front of Mickey’s dark grey tee, you pull him closer to you intensifying the kiss that could easily go on forever, but he eventually is the first to step back to take a breath.
“Wow-“
“What was all this in aid of am I missing something here?” Hallie asks loudly holding a finger to her mouth, looking as if she was gagging but clearly she was just jealous.
“Derek you should take notes!” Grins Sidney having finally got the guards off her back, who were both stood at the front of the food line queue looking pretty out of place yet again.
“I bet that I could sing a lot better than Mickey!” Derek announces with a laugh, as he proceeds to sing a line from another Whitney song you notice, seeing the look on Hallie’s face as she rolls her eyes heavenwards.
“Just leave it to the professionals.” Begins Mickey with a laugh as he explains “Because in this scenario I’m definitely the true professional!”
“Don’t go changing your major just yet!” You inform Mickey, with a cheeky look on your face that you see, he very clearly appreciates.
“You would have gotten away with it to if it weren’t for your shitty singing voice!” Randy misquotes a line from a Scooby Doo cartoon, complete with inoffensive voice that makes Derek laugh at least.
“Ruh roh.” Mickey announces with a perfect impression of the aforementioned cartoon dog.
“Did you know that it wasn’t just Scooby Doo who spoke like that, in fact Astro from the Jetsons was the first-“
“As informative as this conversation isn’t, I do need to go take my girlfriend and have a few words with her.” Mickey cuts off Randy holding out a hand in front of his face, as if to prove that this conversation was now officially over.
“Yeah, words right!” Derek laughs causing Sid to shove him with her left hand against his broad shoulder.
“If you are implying that we are about to head back to my dorm room and get laid, then you would be completely correct!” Mickey states with a wink aimed at you whilst you feel your cheeks start to heat up.
“Mickey-“
“So you need to stay away from our dorm room until this time tomorrow, at least!” Mickey explains to Derek whose laughter disappears when the news sinks in
“But I need to study-“
“Not a chance.” Mickey cuts him off and with another wink complete with smug smile, the kind that drove you wild he takes your hand and the pair of you finally walk out of the cafeteria.
Rushing out of the building together hand in hand, you let out a laugh that you weren’t aware you’d been holding, causing Mickey to stop and face you quickly.
“I missed having you around, so from now on I won’t be letting you out of my sight.” Mickey states taking a step closer to you, whilst his eyes filled with that intense gleam again.
“I’m not going anywhere.” You inform your boyfriend biting your bottom lip playfully which obviously gets his attention.
“No, you are never leaving my bed but we can totally take it slow again-“
“That is the last thing I want right now.” You tell Mickey in a firm voice which makes him cut off whatever he had been about to say.
“What part?” Mickey questions placing both of his hands behind his neck, which of course shows off his muscles that were prominent and a brief distraction for you.
“Don’t go treating me like a porcelain doll, I can take a lot of things.” You announce even surprising yourself, spotting the wide eyed look from Mickey as you state “Just ask me next time, if you want to do something different in bed, because you might actually like the answer.”
“I can definitely do that!” Mickey nods whilst you notice, the look of pure adoration highlighted on his face, which causes you to grin back at your boyfriend playfully.
“I know you can so shut up talking because we need to get back to your dorm room.” You clap causing Mickey to grab one of your hands, and spin you around on the spot, just like something out of a rom com which was very cute.
“I love you.” Mickey states without a second thought in his mind, looking down at you with that confident smile you simply adored.
“I know.” You reply with a straight face aimed up at your boyfriend.
“At last you get a Star Wars reference, but I do also mean what I said.” Mickey informs you in case this conversation was becoming a little confusing.
“Me too.” You inform Mickey with a nod as he wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you towards him as your face meets his chest, and you start to finally relax feeling your bad mood disappear as you hugged your boyfriend tightly.
“Get a room!” Shouts Randy appearing behind Mickey with a disgusted look on his face, interrupting the moment with his bad timing.
“Go away Randy.” Mickey states darkly whilst rewarding him with a look that spoke volumes.
“What? I helped you win your fair maiden back and what thanks do I get?” Randy questions in a stupid voice complete with idiotic face to match.
“You carried a boombox-“
“It helped you get the girl!” Exclaims Randy cutting Mickey off with a wave of his hands.
“Let’s talk about this later-“
“One last thing.” Randy begins with a laugh which makes you roll your eyes hard as he asks Mickey “Is Evil Dead 2 a sequel something you have a clear hard on for or is it a remake?”
“Oh my god, it’s clearly a remake talk to me about Army of Darkness that’s an obvious sequel!” Mickey informs Randy his voice steeped in sarcasm whilst his classmate just laughs in his face.
“You are so wrong-“
“Hey Mickey, weren’t we going to go somewhere?” You cut Randy off at the same time that you give your boyfriend a wide eyed look.
“Oh yeah!” Mickey begins with a deep chuckle as he states to Randy “I’m off to go and get laid something you wouldn’t know anything about.”
“I disagree, I know a lot about it!” Randy replies flippantly as he adds “ I’ve watched the movie Basic Instinct a million times.”
“Paused on that one scene right?” Mickey questions with another laugh causing Randy to nod in agreement, both lost in their own Sharon Stone fantasy.
“Do I need to leave you two alone-“
“Of course not babe, let’s go!” Announces Mickey with a cheeky smile, highlighting his chiseled jaw and brown eyes that looked ready to burst.
“Be safe! We don’t want any little Mickey’s walking this earth quoting James Cameron movies.” Randy shouts in despair even holding out a hand in front of him to add to the moment.
“I say we take off, and nuke the site from orbit.” Mickey quotes with a loud chuckle because he always liked to quote his favourite movies.
“It’s the only way.” Declares Randy also quoting the classic film Aliens, then with a nod he walks off in the other direction finally you were alone again.
“You two are so cute together-“
“Back to mine room now!” Cuts in Mickey tugging on your right hand, pulling you towards him as he starts to walk fast like he was on a mission.
Heading back to his dorm room at break neck speed you finally arrive, with Mickey falling onto his messy unmade bed, pulling you down on top of him with a look on his face that said it all.
“Who knew that you were such a secret romantic?” You ask with a sigh when you feel Mickey’s hands, grip tightly onto your hips whilst you straddled him, still both fully clothed but hopefully not for much longer.
“If you tell anyone I will kill you.” Mickey whispers with a smile, which makes you roll your eyes back at him with a giggle.
“There is so much I don’t know about you Mickey, but I want to learn everything and more!” You decide leaning down to kiss Mickey gently, your breath hitches when you feel his tongue brush roughly against yours.
“So you want to know the full Mickey Altieri story?” Mickey asks when you nod and bury your face in his neck, lips meeting skin as you loss yourself in the moment.
“It’s not even a good story.” Begins Mickey making you sit up to see the uneasy look on his face as he continues “ But if you ask me again soon I will definitely tell you.”
“I will hold you to that.” You tell Mickey in a teasing voice noticing the smirk appearing on his face.
“But for now I just need you to take your clothes off.” Mickey informs you with a wide smile, as he lifts up your white tee shirt revealing bare skin.
“You don’t have to ask me twice!” You reply making short work of your tee shirt, quickly removing it over your head and grinning when you spot the look on Mickey’s face.
“That’s a good start but you’ve missed a couple of items of clothing-“
“Want to help me?” You question cutting off Mickey with as innocent a look as you could muster under the circumstances.
“I thought you would never ask.” Mickey demands moving a hand to the button on your pants, deftly undoing it as he then proceeds to pull down the accompanying zip.
..tugging the pants firmly down your hips revealing black underwear, which makes Mickey whine as you work together to get the offending item of clothing off as soon as possible.
Sitting back down onto his lap makes you feel exactly how much he wanted you, his hard cock pushing against the zip of his pants, making you brush your clothed pussy over him which causes him to jerk his hips upwards.
“Fuck!” Mickey curses grabbing at your underwear, but in the end he just moves some soaked fabric to one side his fingers brushing against your pussy lips causing both of you to groan at the same time.
“I need you-“
“Don’t I know it, damn you’re so wet just let me get a little something from my pocket, and the we will be all set.” Mickey declares with a smirk, as he moves one of his hands down to his pants, pulling out a silver foil packet that he rips open with his teeth.
“Hurry up!” You cry sounding bratty even to your own ears, causing Mickey to arch an eyebrow at you making your pussy muscles clench around nothing in anticipation.
“Somebody is excited.” Mickey states with a smile as he undoes his pants causing you to move back a little, watching as he puts on the condom then slowly pulls you closer back to him.
“Ready?” Mickey asks with a smirk as you silently move your body forward, locating the tip of his cock rubbing your lips along his length, then finally taking him as your pussy is filled causing you to cry out.
“You feel so good right now, but please don’t move for like a second or ten ok?” Mickey questions gritting his teeth like he was moments away, from blowing his load which would have put a dampener on things to say the least.
“Did you really miss me this much?” You ask in a low voice moving your hips ever so slightly, to be rewarded by Mickey’s cock throbbing against your pussy walls.
“Of course baby, but if you keep that up this won’t last at all, and I know you don’t want that.” Mickey places a hand on your face then curses when you tease him again with a quick bounce on his cock.
“We can go slow-“
“Or I could in fact do this and hold you in place.” Mickey demands moving his hand down towards your neck, placing it on your throat whilst you give him a small nod, and then gasp when he grips harder keeping you very still on his throbbing cock.
“I don’t want to be anywhere else on this planet right now.” You tell Mickey meaning every word, as you close your eyes and sigh when you feel him, starting to slowly rock his hips causing you to bounce on his cock desperately.
“You won’t be, we’re skipping class and are doing this at least twice more before going to grab some food!” Mickey states with a wide smile the very one that drew you to him, and right now you couldn’t get enough.
“Sex and then pizza what more could a girl actually want!” You giggle then groan when you feel that oh-so-delicious warmth build up, hitting low on your stomach the sensation making you clench hard around his cock.
“A very important double bill of Tarantino movies is always fun?” Mickey questions with a hiss feeling that you were getting close, he was beyond ready to finish but he wanted to tip you over the edge first.
“If I say yes will you fuck me harder?” You reply with a question of your own which goes unanswered, but Mickey must’ve understood when he kicks it up a gear, and pretty soon you feel yourself tipping over and losing glorious control.
Afterwards you roll off Mickey whilst he discards the condom, laying next to him to catch the look on his face, him studying you with those intelligent dark brown eyes.
“So you really want to know my story then?” Mickey asks getting up from the bed, pulling up his pants as he heads to the door double checking the lock was on which was strange.
“Is it boring?” You question back slowly sensing the instant mood change in the room, feeling cold suddenly but then you spot the look on Mickey’s face.
“It’s colourful.” Mickey states with a shrug whilst his face, contorts in anger causing you to wrap your arms around your front self consciously.
“Are you ok?” You ask Mickey noticing how he was flexing both his hands very tightly, and his jaw was locked tight causing him to scowl.
“You tell me bitch!” Mickey states in a dark voice his whole body language transforming suddenly, which makes you feel something you hadn’t ever felt before in front of your boyfriend.
…fear?
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bestiefag · 9 months
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me when the creatures in my phone tell me not to refresh my ao3 tabs bc it's under a ddos
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justarandomgirly · 1 year
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Fanfic writers when they fix for free with their fan fics what the movie studio has done
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pearlynia · 1 month
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Me after re-reading a fan fic that I already read like a thousand times instead of reading the one that I'm actually supposed to finish:
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Who wants a prongsfoot first kiss drabble?!?!?
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𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
Welcome to my blog where I write about my latest obsession - The Slytherin Boys + my Wife Pansy Parkinson. Yess! the Harry Potter Fandom is here to stay. Warning: my writing includes dark content - such as death, cheating, and of course dark magic so 18+. But Enjoy! Here's a link to my spicy fics and my darkfics! this is all fluff :) Series Masterlist here :)
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⋆˙⟡♡𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐈𝐈𝐈:
♥︎One Shots/Requests/Series - here To be clear this is the fictional son of Voldermort not Voldermort himself!!
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⋆˙⟡♡𝐌𝐲 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧:
𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭: ♥︎ Boundaries: Your girlfriend wants to set some boundaries - Based on a line from Collide by Bal Khabra. ♥︎ Healing Whispers: Your girlfriend Pansy has a bad day and tries to find comfort in you. - need to show my wife some love. ♥︎ Take your last name: You respond to your girlfriends lastname. ♥︎ ♥︎ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐅𝐢𝐜s 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞
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⋆˙⟡♡𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞:
𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭: ♥︎ A Healing Touch: Y/N finds herself constantly tending to the wounds of the charming but reckless Slytherin. ♥︎ Dancing Eyes: Y/N finds herself drawn to Matteo Riddle's captivating gaze at a lively party. When she confronts him about his flirtatious comments and "eye thing," Matteo responds with a teasing charm that leaves Y/N blushing. ♥︎ Enemies Charm: Y/N accidentally blurts out that she thought Matteo was hot, he pauses the duel to flirt with her. ♥︎ Eye of Regret: Matteo Riddle's charm meets its match when a teasing rivalry with Y/N takes a drastic turn. Forced to wear an eye patch, Matteo discovers the weight of regret and unspoken feelings. ♥︎ Flirting with Fate: Matteo's relentless flirting and romantic declarations challenge Y/N's resolve. ♥︎ Game Changer: When Y/N crosses paths with Matteo Riddle on her way to the Quidditch pitch, she's determined to keep her distance despite his charming smile. ♥︎ I'm A Gentleman: Matteo tries to be chivalrous and child locks your passenger door just so he can open it for you cause he's a gentleman. ♥︎ I want my mama: Matteo accidentally calls you mama infront of his friends.
♥︎ One of your Girls: Matteo tries to prove to you that you're more than one of his girls tonight. ♥︎ Painters Muse: When struggling artist Matteo Riddle meets Y/N by chance, he discovers inspiration in her presence. Matteo finds himself painting again, fueled by his newfound muse.
♥︎ Knight in Shinning Armor: ♥︎ Part one - You're texting a mystery guy about your childhood friend. ♥︎ Part Two - The mystery guys asks why you don't want a knight in shinning armor. ♥︎ Like it when you're Serious: Your Boyfriend likes to push your buttons. ♥︎ Messed with the wrong girl: A drunk hits you at Three Broomsticks and Matteo shows them they messed with the wrong girl. ♥︎ Not good at surprises: Matteo just brought you an engagement ring, and he's so excited that he shows it to you. He can never keep a suprise from you.
♥︎ Phone Passing Shenanigans: Theo, Matteo, Tom, Enzo, and Draco in a hilarious game of passing the phone.
♥︎ Saved Seat: In Potions class, Y/N employs clever strategies to keep Matteo at bay. But when Matteo effortlessly disrupts her plans. - Inspired by the book Hate to love you by Jennifer Sucevic.
♥︎ This is Mine: Your Boyfriend claims you and your dress. ♥︎ Tipsy Tales: Y/N gets a little too tipsy, Matteo steps in to rescue her, but things take a hilarious turn when she fails to recognize him and mistakes him for a stranger hitting on her ♥︎ Tummy Hurts: Heartbroken y/n sings her heart out in a pub not knowing that the heartbreaker is there watching her. ♥︎ Part Two: and you were right in 2043—a Nott ultimately hurt a Riddle. ♥︎ Unspoken Desires: Y/N's attempt to keep things casual sets off a chain reaction of emotions, leaving Matteo yearning for a deeper connection. ♥︎ Wait, You're Serious? After all this time you finally realise that Matteo likes you back.
♥︎ Whispers in the Night: Pansy gently urges Y/N to retire for the night, but Y/N's playful banter with Matteo takes a surprising turn.
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⋆˙⟡♡𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐭:
𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭: ♥︎ Clingy Sleepy Boyfriend: Your boyfriend doesn't want to let you go, even if its to pee. ♥︎ Eclipsed Hearts: Y/N poses a heartfelt question, only to be met with Theodore's immediate and unwavering "yes." ♥︎ Gamers Embrace: Y/N learns just how clingy her gamer boyfriend Theo can be when he refuses to let her move her legs, all in the name of needing her warmth during a gaming session.
♥︎ Kiss me until im sick of it: Y/N and Theo Nott, bitter enemies, find themselves alone in a closet during a party. He pleads that she kisses him till he's sick of it. ♥︎ Love at First Sight: Theo's heart skips a beat and when he sees you its love at first sight. He's going to make you the future Mrs Nott. ♥︎ Make it a reality: You and Theo are about to have your first time and he's always dreamed of this moment and carries your bridal style to his bedroom. ♥︎ Moonlit Whispers: You fall asleep and Theo can't help but think about his future with you. ♥︎ Morning Sunshine: Your boyfriend’s mad you didn't invite him to a muggle party and he gets revenge. ♥︎ My Home: Theo finally gives in to his desires and pulls Y/N away from the crowd. - Yes this is inspired from Spree. ♥︎ My Necklace: You're wearing a necklace Theo gave you years ago when you were best friend, and he can't stop staring at hit.
♥︎ Phone Passing Shenanigans: Theo, Matteo, Tom, Enzo, and Draco in a hilarious game of passing the phone. ♥︎ Permission to Forever: As Y/N and Theo dance through Pansy and Daphne's wedding, Draco's proposal sparks a unique conversation. ♥︎ Stubborn love: When Y/N and Theo's relationship hits a rough patch, their stubbornness becomes both the obstacle and the key to resolving their issues. ♥︎ Tagged Affection: Y/N's meticulous nature leads her to straighten Theo's attire, unaware that he deliberately leaves imperfections for her to fix, all in the hopes of feeling her touch. ♥︎ The claiming Kiss: Y/N's evening takes an unexpected turn when a collision with Theo at a Hogwarts party sets off a chain of events that challenges her friendship with her best friend Rafe.
♥︎ Tears and Comfort: After watching the emotional finale of her favorite TV series, Y/N finds herself overwhelmed with tears. ♥︎ Shared Emotion: Y/N comes home to Theo having watched the ending as well, and she comforts him. ♥︎ The Boyfriend Agreement: Your boyfriend tells you about an agreement you signed when you were kids. ♥︎ Whiskey words: : Y/N and Theo, mortal enemies by day, find themselves entangled in a night of whiskey-induced confessions and teasing banter. Amidst the haze of intoxication, their hidden desires surface, hinting at a deeper connection that neither can deny. ♥︎ We were Epic: Theo confesses that hes still heartbroken and that you two were epic. ♥︎ Weren't supposed to let me go: Theo Nott faces the biggest decision of his life when his dream job beckons from Ireland. Seeking counsel from Y/N, he realizes he doesn't want advice – he wants her. ♥︎ Unseen Strings: Y/N Riddle just wanted a normal life away from her overbearing protective father but thats not the case when she realised her crush worked for him. ♥︎ You were right: Theo is beginning to fall for his childhood bestfriend who better to talk to than his mother. ♥︎ No you're wrong: (prequel to you were right) Theo's mom notices her son is in a good mood reminding her of someone.
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Me, deleting the smut fics off my phone before going to church:
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sleepy-wyvern · 11 months
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Billy Hargrove x Female!Reader (SMUT)
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Chapter: 1/? (smut in later chapter) part 2 here
Summary: Billy pursues an uninterested reader trying to gain her adoration. When reader finds her crush kissing someone else that's when she realizes her feelings are towards the wrong guy.
TW/CW: persistent flirting, cigarettes, marijuana, violent threat (not towards reader)
This fic only contains characters that are 18+ and will contain smut, as such 18+ readers only, minors absolutely DNI
For the lovely @strangelysupernatural ! Thanks for challenging me to write a difficult character! It was super fun and I'm sorry part one took so long 😂 go check out her page for her part of the challenge to write for my baby Steve Harrington! And more AMAZING billy & eddie fics sure to make you melt! 🥰
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The moment Billy laid eyes on you he had one thing in mind: the need to corrupt your shy, goody two-shoes attitude. The fact that you weren’t interested in him seemed to drive his instinct to chase even more.
You were 18 but unfortunately had to move to a new town known as Hawkins before graduation. It was absolutely the worst time to make friends as cliques had already been long since established and most people were parting ways in a month or so.
Still, you were the shiny new toy amongst the high school so people stared curiously. You ignored them all except one that you couldn’t seem to avoid.
The moment you saw him across the cafeteria your heart leapt in your throat. You looked away but still felt his hungry eyes on your body. You couldn’t help but feel drawn to him, part of you was urging you to go to him like a magnet you fought to ignore.
He had large soft eyes, a curly mullet that seemed to grow on you, a faint hint of facial hair and of course a muscular frame. The man was built like a truck; seemingly out of place amongst the other students.
“Whose that?” You asked, clutching your dull blue cafeteria tray as you sat at the lunch table. 
Your first friend in this foreign world had sat next to you, graciously giving you company and the run down of the place. She had always worn a heavy metal or rock themed outfit, perhaps at first coming off as scary but she was the sweetest person at this wretched place. You were thankful you had been placed at the empty desk next to hers in English class.
“That’s Billy Hargrove,” she answered with a loving sigh. “Don’t waste your time though he’s a fuck boy that only cares about one night stands.”
You look down at your lunch trying to avoid eye contact but you could feel his gaze over you. 
“Thanks Bunny,” you smiled to her genuinely appreciating the warning. 
She tucked a strand of wild brown hair behind her ear as she smiled to you softly before noticing him walking towards you in the corner of her eye. “Uh-oh,” she sighed.
His steps approached and your breath seemed to catch in your throat. You held your hands in front of you nervously as your mind buzzed. He’s definitely not coming this way, right? Even if he was, he wouldn't speak to you because you're sitting with someone right?
When he neared your table your heart stopped as he did.
“Well, well, well. Who do we have here?” His voice seemed to purr as he put his hands on the table “fresh meat?” 
“Leave her alone, Billy, she’s not interested.” Bunny groaned at him with a glare that would’ve scared you had it been directed your way. Her beautiful blue eyes seemed equally terrifying under the cafeteria fluorescent lights.
He wasn't yet deterred as he leaned forward with his fists on the cafeteria table. You could smell a hint of expensive cologne as he loomed over you.
“How about she tell me that herself?” His pink tongue rolled over his chapped lips as he spoke, soft eyes watching you intently with his head tilted. You wondered for a moment how his expression was so soft when the rest of him was covered in sharp edges.
You stood holding your tray with half eaten food “Not interested.”
You make your way to the trash can, throwing the scraps out before returning your tray. When you turned around though, he was still standing there. 
You couldn’t look him in the eyes, gaze caught on his firm chest which didn’t seem like a great alternative choice for your mental resolve.
“Can I help you?” You asked as polite and calm as you could muster. 
“Yeah, actually.” He folded his arms clearly flexing his muscles as he did “How about a date?”
It took all of your willpower to ignore the tone of muscle in his arms.
You squint your eyes at him finding the courage to look up to his face “did you not hear me? I’m not interested.”
You walk past him catching the scent of his cologne once again, this time it seemed to fill your entire body, swirling through your veins like addictive poison. A sweet, delicious toxin.
“We’ll see about that,” he called from behind you and you were glad he couldn’t see your expression. 
“Careful, y/n,” Bunny warned with a sly smile “that’s a spicy one. You get caught in that trap you’ll never get out.”
Thankfully that was the last of his advances for that day. The next day however, you found he was still not deterred. 
He found you once more, this time at the library as you looked for a new book to read. 
“Huh, and she reads?” He asked rolling a cherry red lollipop over his tongue as he leaned against the door frame.
His voice startled you at first but quickly you rolled your eyes “I’m surprised you’re here. You don’t seem like the type.”
“The type to read?” He asked, hovering his lollipop over his lips.
“The type to be literate,” you muttered, “since you clearly ignored what I said yesterday.”
Instead of being offended he chuckled low seeming to enjoy your remark “Feisty. I like it.”
You sighed.
“Listen Billy, I know exactly about boys like you. You dote on girls, say whatever they want to hear to get them to spread their legs for you and then you don’t call them in the morning. I’m not falling for that crap.” You looked at him seriously but his soft brown eyes didn’t change expression as they darted between yours. They were soft and seemed to be filled with almost an innocent adoration you figured to be a ploy.
“Are you listening? Did you even hear a word I said?” You asked. 
He took the lollipop out of his mouth with two fingers “honestly? No. I was too busy looking at how gorgeous you are.”
Despite the flutter of butterflies it awoke inside you you weren’t interested. Guys like him were bad news, good for nothing and definitely not boyfriend material. You weren’t exactly looking for a one night stand either, not with this fuckboy. 
You rolled your eyes turning to leave, feeling his eyes watch your curves as you stride away.
The next part of your plan was to ignore him until he lost interest. It worked well even in the shared class together. You sat towards the front of the class while he sat in the back, leaning against the uncomfortable plastic chair.
Bunny was in that class with you too, and she leaned over to whisper to you while the teacher was occupied. 
“The man is consuming you with his eyes back there, y/n. What did you say to him?” Bunny looked both confused and intrigued. 
You sigh with a slight eye roll, not daring to look back at him “I told him I’m not interested.”
There was one guy you were a little interested in though since moving here. 
Steve Harrington he was known as, or Steve “The Hair” Harrington Bunny called him. Total jock as well, which wasn't exactly your type but the man was gorgeous and sweet like golden honey.
When he actually paid attention to you it was a surreal feeling. How could a guy like that have any interest in someone like me?
You were hooked since the day he introduced himself to you and since then you looked forward to every chance you got to see him.
“Hey I was thinking,” Steve asked, his hazel eyes glowing as he leaned against the brick wall of the school. You were outside with the sun beaming down giving him an almost angelic appearance. “I was going to have a party at my place since my parents are gone anyways. You wanna come? You could take Bunny and her boyfriend, Eddie was it?”
“Yeah,” although it wasn’t Eddie’s scene you knew Bunny would likely drag him along if she was interested. You run your lips together before smiling “I’d like that.”
“Steve Harrington!” The loud voice booms and you close your eyes keeping back a groan.
God damnit Billy Hargrove I swear if you mess this up for me. 
Steve turned his head to look at Billy, body tensing “yeah it’s me. Don’t get your panties in a twist.”
“King Steve! I’ve heard so much about you,” Billy smiled but his tone was anything but friendly as he slapped his arm against Steve’s back. 
You roll your eyes “take it to the locker room why don’t you and leave me the hell alone Billy.”
“Is it that bad to just want to talk?” He asked innocently. 
“You heard the girl,” Steve said with a glare that could kill a man.
You looked at Steve and sighed “you go on, I’ll call you later.”
Steve glared at Billy as he walked by “call me when you get back to your house.” It was a sweet gesture but you knew it was a threat to Billy that he ignored.
“Y/n,” his silky voice spoke, making you groan when Steve was out of earshot “have you been avoiding me?”
“Awww look he’s smart, putting two and two together finally?” You turned to him clearly not interested in his bullshit. 
He smiled wildly when you noticed he held a cigarette between his lips “oh but it’s hard to forget about you, the absence of beauty is heavy on my heart.”
“Listen,” you turn to him and he raises his eyebrows surprised. “I know you think you’re hot shit or whatever but not every girl likes you and you’re just going to have to accept it. I'm not playing hard to get, I’m just not interested and I want you to leave me alone.”
He put his hands up defensively “alright, you’re right, I’m sorry. I’ll leave you alone.”
From the treatment of guys past you were genuinely surprised at how easily he had accepted your words. He actually did seem sorry and he took his vow seriously. The next few days you hadn’t heard from him at all. 
Instead you enjoyed your uninterrupted time after classes talking to Steve. You hated to admit it but you had a crush.
As you were leaving class on Thursday, you walked down the hall when a sight made your heart drop to your stomach. Steve was up against Nancy's locker with his lips pressed into hers. His ex you knew, as Bunny had filled you in.
Angry tears burned in your eyes as you walked past. Was it that you had misinterpreted his advances and he just wanted to be friends? You cursed at yourself for letting your guard down, brushing the back of your hand against your cheeks to wipe away the tears
As you stuff your books into your locker you grab your bag, throwing it over your shoulder. When you shut your locker you look down the hall seeing them locked in an embrace again. You thought you did your best to hide your reaction but as you glance further down the line of lockers you notice Billy looking at you, eyes melting from interest to concern. 
You blink back any anger or upset feelings brewing inside you, turning and walking quickly down the hall. 
“Hey, y/n,” Billy called out as you pushed past the crowd headed the opposite direction.
“Y/n!” He shouted. 
You reached for the metal handle on the side door, pulling it back but his strong hand slammed it shut again. 
“Listen,” Billy said and you turned to look at him. 
“What do you want, Billy? I’m really not in the fucking mood,” your eyes flashed anger at him. 
“It’s not fair that he did that to you,” he ran his fingers through his curls “in fact if you hadn’t ran off I probably would’ve punched him then and there.”
You let out a scoff you didn’t mean to, you didn’t want to admit it but his words did make you feel better. 
“And about the other day, you’re right. I need to give you space and I was a douche bag to you for not respecting that.” He paused looking outside for a moment before back at you. “I was planning on leaving you alone without saying anything but then I saw that in the hall and-“
Your sudden strange reaction caught him off guard mid-sentence as he stopped speaking. You look over your shoulder and up the school stairwell ensuring no one was watching.
“What?” He asked and as you watched his pink lips move you knew what you needed to do; to test something.
You pushed him against the old school wall with your hand to his chest. Wrapping your arms around his neck you stood on your tiptoes, losing your fingers in his hair as you pulled him down into a kiss. 
As the shock wore off he took over, pulling you close to him by your waist. His soft tongue brushed against your lips requesting an entrance as you parted them for him. His taste was addicting as it swirled a tinge of sweet tobacco. His hands explored his way ever so slightly beneath the fabric of your top.
“Hey!” A teacher yelled as your body jolted in shock, pulling away from him “save it for off school property please.”
Bright red painted your cheeks but the teacher just sounded annoyed. 
“Sure thing Ms. O'Donnell,” Billy’s lips were curved in a smirk as he ran his tongue over his lips. 
You rolled your eyes pushing open the side door and stepping out into the cool air. You could hear his footsteps trailing behind you as you walked but you didn’t turn around. 
“Would you stop running from me, please?” He seemed to growl low in his throat as you turned to look at him. “I think we should talk,” words you didn’t expect him to say.
You tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear before turning to look at him. He stood behind you, hands in his pockets and you weren’t sure if you trusted the compassionate look in his eyes. 
“What, Billy?” You sighed looking around “Look, I’ve heard the stories about you. It’s not exactly a secret that you have one night stands with whatever pretty little thing you lay your eyes on. Frankly, I’m not interested.”
“I was like that. You’re right. And normally I’d be down for that kind of thing. Since I met you though, you’re different.” He hesitated looking into the distance “ever since I saw you in that cafeteria I can’t stop thinking about you. Every day, every night. You’re always on my mind.”
The cool breeze seemed to suck the air out of your lungs as your lips parted in a gasp.
Part 2
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