#gracie’s blurbs

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

can you maybe write something about jj always wanting to eat his girl out if that's okay:D

oh so close

pairing(s): bf!jj maybank x gf!fem!reader

warnings: implied oral, pet names, talks of sex

summary: jj begs to return the favor to his favorite girl.

authors note: thank you for the request, hun! enjoy :))

not edited

do not copy my works. i do not condone rewrites, translations, or edited versions. all my content is my content that i wrote.

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“please, please, please?” jj begged with his head laying on your stomach.

you chuckled to yourself. “no,” you replied.

“why?” he whined.

“maybe cause you just did it this morning? i need a break too,” you said, stifling a laugh.

he pouted and groaned. “you’ve had like 7 hours between then. you’ll be fine, baby.”

“i’m still sensitive, jj,” you reminded him.

he glared up at you. “even better,” he stated. “please, pretty girl? you know i’ll make you feel good.”

“i know you will,” you replied. “but you already did this morning.”

“you can go twice in one day, i know you can. you’ve done it before,” he said with a sweet smile.

you hated how soft and pretty he looked like this. you hated how you couldn’t help but say yes when he was looking at you like this, all pouty with glossy eyes.

“fine.”

the smile that took over his lips was huge as he urgently began to move down to lay between your legs. “trust me, sweetheart. i’ll make it so much better than this morning.”

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[ellieswifie]

cuddling w chris while watching a movie in his bed and falling asleep on his chest and he finds it so cute and falls asleep after

cuddling with chris then falling asleep

𐙚 shortish fic!

warnings: boyfriend!chris, slight angst,

authors note: this has been in the drafts for a while sorry about that, but i was just watching ‘a walk to remember’ and thought hey how about i finally get up and start posting some fics.

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CHRIS ISN’T THE SUPER AFFECTIONATE TYPE. sure he’ll want to go out on cute dates here and there, or do cheesy couple things, but if you ask him to couple up on the coach or in his room and watch cheesy romo coms his first response will be no.

you weren’t always annoyed by this though. you knew how scary it is for him to be a relationship considering how intense youtube has been for him, but it always deep down seems to bother you.

it was a late thursday night and chris had just finished filming with his brothers when he noticed you sitting on the couch strolling through instagram with a cheesy movie on, he couldn’t help but smile a little bit. nick had editing to do so he immediately darted to his room, while matt sat on the opposite end of the couch, staring at his phone.

you looked up at chris, smiling before bringing your eyes back to the tv. "how was filming?" you asked, leaning for the blanket to your right, and covering your lower half.

chris groaned, laying his head on top of your from behind the sofa. "you know how hectic filming is." you really do. as his girlfriend you’ve only been in a few videos bc of how creepy and weird the fandom is, but it does get a little intense.

“yeah…" you muttered, shutting of your phone and making room on the couch for chris. "we could watch a movie? something less cheesy."

chris straightened, looking at you then his brother. "umm maybe we could watch it in my room? and it’s your turn to pick a movie."

your eye brows scrunched as you looked at matt. matt looked up from his phone, confused as he looked at you and chris. then it clicked in his head and he immediately stood up from the couch. "oh no! by all means i’m going to my room. sitting in a room with just the two of you is like sitting in a room with-"

"okay thank you matt!" chris said stopping him from finishing his sentence. you giggled as you also stood up from the couch. "but is okay we can just watch in my room. besides i’m already exhausted."

matthew nodded, but still dashed to his bedroom down the hall. in his head he was taking no chances.

you wrapped your blanket around your shoulders, and slipped into your slippers beside you on the couch. it was nearly twelve o’clock so you were already dressed and ready for bed. you had no plans staying the night due to your crazy early classes in the morning, but you just couldn’t help yourself.

chris moved beside wrapping a lazy arm around your shoulders as you guys made your way upstairs.

you sat on his bed, while he made his way towards his dresser, looking for some pjs to toss on. he ended up finding some plaid pajamas and a plain white t-shirt to toss on. he grabbed his laptop from the corner of the room, before settling on the bed beside you.

"so we can watch anything but the notebook. deal?" chris said opening the laptop. you groaned, pushing yourself into his long arms.

"come on you forced me to watch some karate movie a few nights ago."

chris gasped as he remembered last movie night. "karate kid is the movie of the century. you can not dis on that movie ever babe."

your eyes rolled, as your moved your hands to the keyboard. “yeah yeah, whatever." you opened netflix, scrolling through the now trending movies, to then opening the romance movies.you see the past movies your boyfriend had been a baby through, and you simply just giggle to yourself. but when your eyes land on a walk to remember you gasp while chris groans,

"again?" he whines, looking at the title.

“what do you mean again? we’ve never watched this together." you correct, looking at him. he kisses your forehead gently, looking down at you. "but you have and that doesn’t seem fair." he replies.

"alright fine." you say, clicking out the movie preview and continuing to scroll.

chris frowns looking at the change in tone. as much as he hates romance movies he hates upsetting you more. "wait no if you really want to watch it we can."

"no im not going to force you to watch something you don’t want to watch." you say, trying not to sound annoyed or sad.

“no im serious we can watch it. you just have to promise not to fall asleep." he says, smiling at your face slightly light up.

you click back in the movie, rubbing your face against into your boyfriends chest. "no promises. i’m already sleepy." you giggle, while chris rubbed his fingers through your messy hair.

and you were beyond right. twenty minutes in you were passed out. snoring slightly and holding chris like he was a teddy bear. he wasn’t even watching the movie, he was watching you.

the way you were smiling at something in your sleep and slightly drooling seemed so adorable to him. your hair was just scatted across his chest while he kept playing around with your loose strands.

his eyes glanced at his phone in his hand and frowned at how late it was. he turned off the running movie, putting the laptop on his end table, being so careful not to wake you.

you rolled over to your side, so you were completely against chris’ chest. he just couldn’t stop smiling.

he rubbed your cheeks slightly, before kissing your temple good night, drifting asleep with you in his arms moments later here with you.

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[munsonsreputation]

everything in between

steve harrington x fem!reader

word count: [6.2K]

warnings: warnings: no use of y/n, established relationship, difficulties dealing with drunk-ness (steve), brief talk about anxiety, all around fluff

summary: you and steve are both new to this relationship thing, unsure if this will finally be the one — but it's already clear to everybody else that you two are perfect for each other and everything in between. based off "in between" by gracie abrams.

It’s everything new and fresh, yet frightening between you and Steve.

The way that you both had found yourselves here without knowing if what was happening was right for either of you. If the decision to finally act upon feelings was going to be the end of broken hearts and tearful nights and replace them with mended tapestries and starry eyes.

For the both of you, it seems scary, giving love another chance after the horrible paths that you two had previously been on, but it seems like everyone else already knows that you’re both walking hand in hand on Lover’s Lane.

Something hopeful connecting you two together and bringing you both where you needed to be — becoming everything in between.

Robin likes to tease Steve in the beginning stages of your relationship. Poking fun at him for the way he has always been irrevocably whipped and enamored by you even before he had finally asked you out.

He tries to play it cool like his persona, but deep down she knows it’s all just an act and he puts up so that it doesn’t seem like he’s moving too fast.

Her feet rest comfortably in his lap as they pass around the popcorn bowl, enjoying the new tape they had smuggled from Family Video. Not that they cared, since Keith never noticed. The couch seems a lot bigger without the rest of their friends there to hog it, but Steve still doesn’t mind the less than pedicured toes in his lap because it’s his best friend.

There’s a ring that comes from the house phone which is mounted to the wall on the other side of the room catching her attention quicker than the feeling of her legs getting pushed off his thighs as he rushes to answer it.

“Hey!”

It’s sick, honestly down right repulsive by the way he never lets the phone ring for more than a second or two when he knows it you on the other line. And she knows, he knows that it’s you calling because he just feels it in his bones — even when it could be one of the kids prank calling at this late hour; he knows that it’s you.

“Hi Stevie!”

She can practically hear you bubbling on the other side of the receiver and she swears Steve smiles a little harder just at the sound of your voice.

She doesn’t hear you ask how movie night is going, too busy with stuffing her mouth with popcorn entertained with the way Steve is leaning against the wall and acting like a total school girl over the fact that you called.

He only makes eye contact with her for a split second before he’s wiping the smile off his face to the best of his ability seeing the way his best friend is smirking like an idiot over the way he’s acting.

“Y-yeah, it’s great! Just some boring movie about spaceships and aliens — Oh, yeah, Robin’s just eating all the popcorn right now. She doesn’t mind.”

Steve shakes his head, not wanting to hang up the phone so soon. If he could, he’d talk to you for the whole night and he’s pretty sure Robin wouldn’t mind at all because it’d be way more entertaining than the forgotten movie on the tv.

“Tell her I said hi and I can’t wait to see her tomorrow!” You say enthusiastically and Steve does everything but groan, knowing that this will probably lead to some sort of teasing that from Robin’s end.

He pulled the phone away from his ear, holding it out in the air towards Robin as he speaks, “She says hi and she can’t wait til tomorrow.”

She chews, a smile still splaying on her face as she swallows and licks the crumbs off her lips before shouting out loud enough for you to hear.

“Hiya sunshine! Miss you bunches, but not more than your lover boooyyy!” She singsongs with a cackle erupting as soon as Steve snatches the phone back to his ear.

Your own laughter overlaps Robin’s, and it silences the embarrassment that Steve’s feeling because the last thing he wants is for you to think that he’s moving too fast. But for you, he’s moving at the right speed, the speed that has you throwing your hands in the air with butterflies filling your stomach in all the right ways.

“Ignore her. She’s trying to be funny.” Steve tries to quip, yet you’re still giggling, and it’s the kind that makes his cheeks heat up because he knows you’re blushing and smiling like a maniac.

He wishes he were there to see it for himself, the way you’d try to hide your face behind your hands because of how hard you were smiling and how he’d have to plead for you to put them down just so he could catch a glimpse and save that mental picture in his head forever.

Your voice is laced with sweetness as your giggles die down and only a second or two of silence comes before you speak.

“Don’t leave Robs hanging and go watch your movie…I’ll call in the morning, lover boy.”

He sure as hell doesn’t let the first ring even finish before he picks up the next morning and Robin is quite pleased because it doesn’t wake her up.

Steve’s house always seems to be the gathering place for get together’s, mostly because his parents are always gone and partly because the amount of room there is to roam around. And while there isn’t always alcohol at the functions because of the presence of the sneaky kids, when there is Nancy can always smell the anxiety in the air.

For her she knows that a piece of Steve is still mortified from the Halloween party a few years back which ended with spiked punch spilt all over her, a dramatic drunken argument, and the end of her and Steve.

She lives with that regret wishing she had been sober so she could’ve at least let him down easy and even after she had apologized she still knows that it haunts him, especially because she can see his face fall when she brings him a very intoxicated you.

“Woah, woah, hey,”

She guides you into his arms, watching the way he’s already grabbing at your shoulders and lifting your chin up with his thumb and forefinger. She sticks around, not knowing if she’ll need to help if you fall backwards in his living room. You definitely seem and look wasted, droopy eyes staring into Steve’s as you try your best to stand up straight.

“She might have had too many drinks.” Nance winces, looking back at the kitchen where empty solo cups are scattered over the kitchen table.

Steve breathes in, nodding his head and working your arm over his shoulders to keep you upright, “thanks, I’m gonna bring her to the bathroom to clean up.”

She nods, nibbling back a comment about how he shouldn’t bring you to the same upstairs bathroom that he had brought her in. It would be too much for him to handle this kind of situation again in the same place where she had broken his heart, but she knows you aren’t going to do that to him.

He proceeds, doing most of the holding up and walking, guiding you slowly up the stairs and down the hall to his bathroom where all your stuff is stored in your very a drawer he had cleared out just for you.

“Let’s sit, yeah?” Steve mutters quietly, closing the toilet lid and sitting you down on it.

He’s unsure of what to do, seeing as though you haven’t even spoken a word since Nancy brought you to him. Yet he knows you can hear him. The way your sluggish eyes stay on his let him know that you’re still aware that he’s here with you, he just doesn’t know what you’re thinking.

What is about to come out of your mouth when you finally begin speaking?

If it’ll be something that’s going to tear his heart apart and begin to make his eyes prickle. If he’ll have to beg you to not walk out because you’re not thinking straight. If this was all his love was ever going to amount to and end like this.

“S-staring,” You hiccup, your shoulders jerking

He furrows his brows, kneeling on the floor and squeezing your knee lovingly.

“Huh? What was that?”

You swallow back another hiccup, rubbing your fingers over your eyes, smudging your mascara, unknowingly.

“I said y-you’re staring.”

Steve watches when you pull your hands away, black pigment covering your finger tips though you don’t seem to notice or feel the slight sting of the product getting in your eyes.

Despite it all, a smile tugs up at the corner of your lips as you reach forward and wrap your arms around Steve’s neck, wanting to be close to his touch. You’re slouching into him, resting your forehead against his as he does his best to not laugh at the mess around your eyes.

“I was staring because you look like you had a lot to drink,” he says, smoothing your stay hairs behind your ear and cupping your cheek.

You close your eyes blissfully, taking him with you as you lean back slightly and reel in the feeling of his gentle touch.

“I think I had three…no four! cups of gin and tonic.” You mention, not bothering to open your eyes to catch his bemused look.

“Hmm, I believe it, sweetheart. Why don’t we take off your makeup then get you some water and a snack downstairs before bed?” He proposed met with your eyes opening and your head nodding.

He guides you towards the sink as you do your best to keep yourself upright against the counter as he swipes the damp makeup wipe over your face paying extra attention to the delicate skin around your eyes as he tries to get most of the mascara smudge off.

He knows which bottle is your face wash because he’s watched you do it a million times over at your place and he picked up a bottle to stay at his for when you spent the night. It’s like muscle memory for him even if this is the first time he’s doing it for you and he hopes it isn’t the last because it’s calming him down in a weird way.

What he had thought was going to be an explosive fight in his bathroom all over again was just you smiling and humming as his fingers glided over your face, happy that it was him taking care of you. Apparently you seem to enjoy it just as much, giggling as he smears the moisturizer over your face and rubbing it into your skin.

The task alone seems to wake you up enough that you’re beaming and talking a lot more than before.

“My face feels so soft!” You grin, tapping your palms on either side of your cheeks while Steve guides you back down the stairs and towards the kitchen.

Chuckling, Steve hoists you up on the countertops as he rummages through the dishes, finding a clean glass and filling it up with some ice and water.

“Really? You think I did a good job?” He urges as he carefully places the cusp between your lips and tilts it enough for you to sip slowly.

When you push your head forward, he knows you had enough, drawing it away and setting it on the counter. Both of his palms rest on either side, caging you in as your gaze is fixated on his face.

“The best job, ever…kisses?” You ask, playfully puckering your lips towards him.

He knows you mean, “can I kiss you for doing a good job” but he still gets it, flashing you a tender smile.

“Yeah, sure, why not,” He snickers, leaning closer as you hold his face in your hands and smile, “kisses, baby.”

A giddy smile plays on your lips as his lips touch yours. For you it feels just as special as the other’s kisses you two share even if your brain is half buzzing from the alcohol. But for Steve, it’s a wave of relief, one that washes away the cold and empty feeling from the past. All he wants to do is savor the sweetness of your lips and hands, keeping him grounded here with you.

“You’re gonna get me drunk.” Steve jokes against your lips and you giggle, pressing your lips harder against his to shut him up for a moment.

“Is that even possible?” You ask finally pulling away and running your thumbs over his cheekbones.

He shrugs, leaning into your touch, “Maybe, but I don’t mind.”

You grin, pressing one last kiss to his lips before pointing to the bag of Lay’s that sits unopen.

“Can I have some chips?” you request

“Sure, you can have the whole bag if you want,” He replies, reaching for it and tearing it open.

Steve’s more than happy to oblige, feeding you and offering you occasional sips of water while you both stay in the kitchen totally forgetting about the party around you.

It’s an endearing sight that Nancy can’t help but smile at from her place on the couch. She’s fulfilled with her own love that she shares with Jonathan, the boy who’s resting his head on her shoulder, tracing shapes on the scar in the palm of her hand.

But she’s especially fulfilled with the fact that she and Steve are on better terms now, one where they can be happy for each other now that they’ve found their person. She watches the way both of your faces light up with laugher and smiles even if you’re still a little tipsy. Steve doesn’t look at unease at all. If anything, he’s at peace knowing it’s you and this time, it’s different.

His home has seen plenty of ups and downs, tears and heartbreak, but love had found its way back in and new memories were replacing bad ones. It had been a long time coming and enough waiting around.

She knows you two found each other — the ones who will always care about each other and will always be there for one another.

Steve isn’t sure if you are just trying to be nice or if you genuinely don’t mind that the kids tag along to the places you two go. He knows it’s the latter, but still likes to question it.

The movie at the park seemed like a great idea, at first. It was something different rather than just going to the theaters or watching it on his couch, and to top it all off it was a showing of your favorite movie, “Can’t Buy Me Love.”

But it was a great idea before the kids begged to tag along, promising that they wouldn’t talk during the movie and would even bring their own blankets and money for snacks. Steve tried to oppose the idea, giving the reasoning that it was a date which meant two people: him and you.

But you had shaken him off, telling them that you wouldn’t mind if they wanted to come along and if anything the more the merrier.

And who was Steve to argue?

For once, the kids were really on their best behavior, paying attention to the movie and passing their snacks and drinks around while they watched, but that was before their sugar rush caused them to crash, bringing fatigue to their eyes.

“Poor things,” you pout at the sight of the children sprawled out a few feet in front of you and Steve.

He snorts, seeing their jumbled limbs stretching over each other. You both tried to convince them to space out across the grassy area, but they insisted on being squished together like sardines in order to get to the snacks easily.

“S’okay, they probably needed the nap.”

He rubs your arm, keeping you warm against the chilly night breeze as you settle the back of your head against his shoulder, wrapping your arms across yourself.

“They’re gonna miss the best part.” You say wistfully, slumping into him.

“Honey, you practically spoiled it on the car ride here. I don’t think they’ll miss much.” He badgers as you turned your face into his chest and stifle your giggle there.

Your laugh is infectious, like music to his ears that he’d much rather listen to compared to the static-y audio that plays over the low quality speakers. There’s a kiss he lays on the crown of your head as you turn your sights back to the sleeping teens, hoping they’re not too uncomfortable with the lack of pillows and a comfy mattress on their backs.

“Remember how you said I have a soft spot for these twerps?” You mention serenely.

He hums, resting his chin on the top of your head, “yeah, what about it?”

“You’re right, but I just can’t help it. They’re adorable and I’d let them crash all our dates if you’d let me.”

Steve jokingly scorns, swinging his head against your, “Oh, don’t start, they’d never leave us alone.”

You roll your eyes half heartedly, turning your attention back to the movie. Meanwhile, Steve’s focus is still all on you, wrapping his arms over the front of your body and nuzzling his face between your shoulder blade to give the space beneath your ear a kiss.

“I’m so lucky to have you…even those little shit heads are lucky to have you.” Steve admits out of nowhere.

He can’t resist telling you how much he appreciates you even with a cheesy movie and his annoying children a few feet away. To him, you’re his world no matter what’s in front of him. You maneuver your head enough to look up at him as you swat his chest playfully, trying to brush off his compliment that has you blushing.

“No I mean it,” he insists, leaving another sweet kiss on your skin before cradling your face in his warm hands.

“You’re so beautiful and kind. You don’t ever get annoyed at the kids for crashing our dates. You don’t get annoyed at me for getting annoyed at them.”

You hide your cheek in your shoulder, wrapping your fingers over his wrists where he still holds you.

“Yeah, well, you’re not too bad yourself.” You nudge him with your elbow.

“Yeah?” He smirks with a curious glint in his words as you nod, “care to share?”

“Believe it or not, you’re so patient. I’ve never seen a guy handle teenage kids as effortlessly as you do. You’re so hardworking and even when you’re tired you give me all your time in the world. You’re generous and—”

He can’t resist interrupting mostly because if you keep talking he’s sure he’s going to permanently etch the world’s biggest smile on his face forever.

“Alright, alright, I get it, babe. I’m like the whole package and the best boyfriend ever.” He gloats jokingly, pulling your face closer to his in order to connect to your lips.

“Yeah you dork, you really are.” You hum, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him deeper into you.

The movie is now long forgotten by you and Steve, too infatuated and caught up in each other to care about the corny love story that plays. You know that yours is better than any movie out there even your favorite one — you and Steve top them all.

Unbeknownst to the both of you, the kids hear every single word you and Steve had uttered to each other thinking that they were asleep. For them, they know every word is true, the two of you always bragging about how special the other half is when they aren’t around — the fact that you two say it without reservation when you think no ones around to hear makes it clearer that you two are meant to be.

By the time the movie is over, you’re softly shaking the kids awake and Steve’s folding up the blankets.

“It’s already over?” Lucas yawns stretching his arms up dramatically.

“We missed it?” El says disappointedly going the extra mile by rubbing the ‘sleep’ out of her eyes.

You hum sympathetically, nodding your head, “You guys dozed off, but you didn’t miss much. Ronald and Cindy live happily ever after in the end.”

“Just like every other cheese rom-com.” Dustin sighs standing up and brushing the grass off his clothing.

Max rolls her eyes, lending out a hand toward El and helping her up, “that’s the whole point of rom-coms, idiot. They’re supposed to be cheesy and have some stereotypical trope. It’s more entertaining than realistic.”

You smirk, picking out a shard of grass from her red hair, “You’re right, because real romance is totally different. More special, you know.”

The kids don’t miss the way you look back at Steve and hold your hand out for him to take as you all begin walking towards the parking lot ready to load into Steve’s car and commence a night full of drop offs.

“Oh trust us, we know.” Will hailed out with a knowing smile.

They watch as Steve presses a kiss to your cheek, opening the passenger door and letting you in before everyone else.

“Ugh, they make me so sick,” muttered Mike with feigned annoyance, secretly happy that he got to sit in the trunk far away from you and Steve’s sappiness.

As far as everyone else was concerned, the movie in the park was a hit. It was totally worth it seeing the best love story play out — they just didn’t know they were the exclusive viewers.

Joyce and Hopper finally tied the knot in a very small and intimate ceremony in their backyard. Steve had brought you around for the first time, though Hop and Joyce were pretty much familiar with you already, hearing so many good things from Steve.

He appreciated how they instantly welcomed you in, hugging you and thanking you for the small gift you had brought along to celebrate their special day. The two of you sat on the picnic benches, hands held underneath the table as you watched the pair share their first dance as husband and wife.

Half-way through, you had leaned into him, resting your cheek on his shoulder, and he promptly leaned into you, cushioning you snugly as you watched with adoring eyes.

“They look so in love.” You spoke faintly, looking up at him through your lashes with a grin on your face.

He glances down at you, pecking at your lips and nodding, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen Hop dance.”

You pursed your lips, shaking your head as you held back your laughter, “I guess love really does its thing.”

“It does.” He smiles, kissing your temple as the music dies down to something more upbeat and alive.

“C’mon, people, get up here and dance!” Joyce whistles, gesturing everyone over though everybody seems to hesitate for a moment.

But not Steve.

“Wanna dance?” He smirks, squeezing your hand as you lift your head.

You nod, looking up at him while he stands holding his hand out for you, which you gladly take without a second thought.

“I should warn you, your toes might get stepped on. I’m not the greatest at dancing.” He confesses kissing your head as you giggle and shake your head.

“I won’t mind, long as you’re the one carrying me off the dance floor by the end of it.” You say giving his hand a squeeze.

“Wouldn’t have it any other way.” He promises.

The two of you seamlessly sway back and forth, your arms draped over his neck and his wrapped tightly around your waist. You guys don’t seem to notice or care that you’re the only other couple on the dance floor — too much in your own world.

There are whispers and smiles that you and Steve share as you both loosen up to the music. His hand guiding you into a spin that makes you giggle and fall back into his chest, looking up at him dizzily.

While the dance floor isn’t anything special, just freshly trimmed grass underneath your foot, it feels like holy ground. A scared, special, one of the kind place that the both of you feel so safe in that it doesn’t matter if everyone else is watching.

“How long until you think they’ll get married?” Hop asks his wife, leading her to the picnic tables to catch a quick break.

She snickers, pinching his arm fondly, “Won’t be surprised if they ask the officiant to stay a little longer.”

They’ve got a front row view to a sight that reminds them of their own love. The younger versions of themselves that wished they had gotten together soon, but they’re more than happy for the both of you, clapping and cheering as Steve dips you low and presses a kiss to your lips.

You two can feel the fireworks, their plans to extinguish never dare to exist. It’s just you and Steve, the holy ground beneath you, and the sparks flying.

Hangouts don’t feel the same when you’re not there, for Steve especially it feels like a missing piece that he’s thinking and worrying about even if you’re just working a night shift. He knows he’ll get to see you bright and early the next morning — will probably even call out of work just so he can be your human pillow while you caught up on sleep.

He tries not to think so hard about it, focusing on Eddie’s high score that he’s trying to beat on the Nintendo while Dustin breathes down his neck and the others watch the television screen.

“Mom! Phoneeeeeee!” Mike yells as the landline begins to ring.

It nearly throws Steve off and by this point he feels like he should just give up because he doesn’t stand a chance beating Eddie’s score. Yet he still tries to focus, thumbs nudging the joysticks and tugging his bottom lip between his teeth, almost drawing blood by how hard he’s trying.

The basement door swing open, Mrs. Wheeler covering the receiver with her palm as she speaks loud enough for everyone to hear.

“Steve, it’s your girlfriend.”

Only then does the controller drop from his hands like it doesn’t matter. His legs spring up, quickly looking up the stairs to give Karen a smile before she nods and closes the door.

“Dude, you almost had it!”

Dustin groans tugging at his curly roots, realizing he now owed Mike and Lucas $20 for the stupid bet. Eddie slaps the top of his head gingerly, urging them to be quiet as they all zero in on Steve picking up the phone.

“Baby?” He says hurriedly with a confused glint to his voice.

He can hear your sniffles and a small cough leaving your mouth on the other end. Worry and anxiety fill his veins on instance. Something is telling him that there’s something wrong, and he’s proven right when you finally reply weakly.

“H-hey, how’s game night?” You try your best to keep it together, to not let him know you’re holding back tears.

His foot comes tapping on the ground and his body begins to shake not knowing what’s going on.

“Y-you’re crying? What’s the matter, sweetheart? Did something happen? Where are you?”

Steve’s spitting out questions faster than you can answer and the others who are listening can only grow more concerned knowing that the Steve their seeing on the phone isn’t his sappy lovey self.

You swallow, sniffling again, “I’m okay, babe. I—I just needed to hear your voice.”

His heart aches hearing the obvious sadness in your voice that you’re trying to mask, but all it does is cause more worry. You’ve cried to Steve a hand full of times and each time it still breaks his heart, but it hurts even more that you’re far away and he’s not able to see you face to face.

“You’re scaring me. I’m gonna come there and get you.” He offers immediately, patting his pockets checking if he has his car keys which he doesn’t have.

“No, no, it’s fine, I called because I quit…I quit my job.” You explain with a heavy sigh.

There’s silence for only a quick moment, a breath of relief coming from Steve knowing that you aren’t in danger, but he’s prompt to offer to come and get you again.

“Oh…baby, I-I’m sorry. Did you want me to come there and pick you up? Eddie could drive your car back home and we’ll take my car together?”

He’s speaking gently, peering over his shoulder at Eddie who is already nodding and standing up ready to go wherever you are, knowing that Steve needs to know you’re safe.

You take a shaky breath, collecting yourself before speaking, “You don’t have to do that. I’m fine to drive…it’s just that I needed to hear your voice before I got into the car. Just a long night, I’m sorry for worrying yo—”

Steve shakes his head, waving his hand over towards Eddie, telling him that it’s okay and he can sit back down before mouthing a “thank you” before turning back to the call.

“Hey, no stop, don’t apologize. I’m right here okay? Not gonna hang up until you’re ready. I’ll be waiting for you as soon as you’re ready to hang up okay?”

You don’t try to hide it anymore, letting your sniffles and sobs loose. Every second that passes by is tugging on his heart strings wanting to do nothing more than to rush wherever you are, but he knows you’re going to be fine, you just need some more time with him.

“O—okay, just had a really long night. I was trying to just get through my shift but, I…I just couldn’t do it.”

You sound pissed off at yourself, irritated that you couldn’t make it through the night shift. But he knew it was for good reason if it made you up and quit — he didn’t blame you and he was far from mad.

“And that’s perfectly fine, sweetheart. Whatever it is, we’re gonna figure it out alright? We can look through the newspaper for job offerings and I can take you to drop off resumes. It’s all gonna be okay, ok?”

“Okay,” you whisper faintly, swiping away at your tears and nose.

He knows it’s important that you calm down before you get behind the wheel. If you don’t, he’ll drive down there himself, not wanting to risk you driving when you’re feeling like this.

“I’m right here with you, baby. Deep breath, in and out. That’s good, babe.” He guides you through it, hearing your shaky breaths slowly easing.

Steve doesn’t have to turn his head to know the worry etched on his friends’ faces is apparent. They’re anxiously waiting, wondering what’s going on, only being able to hear parts of it through Steve’s tender words that he offers you.

They know they all have a habit of teasing him and poking fun at the way he’s whipped over you, but this is a different side of him that they rarely get to witness. The vulnerable side that only comes out when he’s with you even with the distance that’s keeping you both apart.

“Okay, I’ll see you soon, alright, baby? Drive safely.” He speaks, nodding his head to himself before he places the receiver back on the stand and turns to face his friends.

“Is she okay?” Eddie asks worriedly as Steve nods and brushes a hand through his hair.

“She had a tough night and quit. She’s heading her now.” Steve reveals and everyone nods before Robin stands up and pats him on the back.

“C’mon, let’s go wait for her upstairs.”

The gang had migrated from the basement to the living room, awaiting your arrival. They had tried to do everything to reassure Steve, to get him to sit down and wait patiently, but they weren’t surprised that he didn’t budge and instead kept his place by the window, watching the driveway.

Everyone has their eyes on the clock, watching the minutes pass by and glancing every so often when headlights pass the street, thinking that it’s you.

The worried expression doesn’t leave his face until he finally sees two headlights turn into the driveway.

“She’s here,” Steve says under his breath, not wasting a moment to dash out the front door, slamming it behind him.

He’s at the driver’s side before you can even put the car into park. His fingers wrap around the door, pulling it open as you don’t hesitate to get out and wrap your arms around him, hiding your teary face in his neck as you melt into his embrace.

“Shhh, I’ve got you,” He says quietly, keeping one of his hands on the back of your head while the other rubs comforting circles on your back.

He presses a kiss to the top of your head and he can feel the tears springing from your eyes, trailing across his skin. The feeling burns him in every kind of way that tears his heart apart slowly. How he wishes he can take the weight of what you’re feeling off your shoulders and instead he can carry it for you. But all he can do right now is hold you, brush his hard over your head and pull you as close as he can get you, and whisper words of comfort, hoping it will take the pain away.

“I—I really needed you. I just kept thinking of how badly I wanted to run into your arms when I walked out of there. They made me feel so stupid and useless and I—”

He shushes you smoothly, shaking his head and tearing you away from his neck so you can see him.

“Screw them, baby. We can write a complaint or something because you don’t deserve to get treated like that, alright?” His voice is firm full of determination not showing you how angry he is at your boss or co-workers for letting this escalate.

Your palms come up to your eyes, rubbing them as your voice breaks. “I know, but I just feel so d-dumb—”

He shakes his head, tugging gently at your wrists to stop you from hiding, “Hey stop, don’t say that. You don’t know how much you mean to me and how much I hate when I hear you say those things about yourself.”

You sniffle, smiling at him apologetically, “Sorry, I know…I—I’m just happy to be here with you.”

“Yeah, well, I’m glad you called and I’m happier to know you’re okay. I was scared shitless.” He grimaces, grazing his sights over every inch of your tear-stained cheeks and puffy eyes.

“I didn’t mean to scare you,” you say softly, “I was just planning on showing up here, but I guess everything was just building and building and when I finally quit and walked out of there I felt like I was going to collapse and I just needed you.”

His heart swells with love and admiration, for a minute it replaces the worry and anguish. It’s stupid because he shouldn’t be smiling as wide as he is right now with tears prickling his eyes in the best way possible.

You’ve never held back on telling him how much you cared and appreciated him for being the best boyfriend in the world…but to be needed is a whole different level that he’s new to. One that mends his heart of all the traumas and has him holding your face in his hands while he blinks the tears down his cheeks as you watch.

You’re confused, brows pinching together as you swipe your thumbs across his cheeks and wonder what he’s thinking and smiling about. It’s only when he speaks that you understand what’s happening.

“I love you, you know that?” His voice quivers, teeters on the edge of fear and letting go.

Your jaw trembles, new tears falling down your cheeks, this time in a happy way that has you forgetting about the horrible shift you had just endured.

None of that matters when you’re standing in the arms of the man who’s telling you that he loves you.

You’re laughing through the tears, feelings the comfort and safety in his embrace, “Y-yeah?” you ask stupidly, as if he could ever change his mind.

He nods, laughing weakly,“Yeah…like a lot. I love you so much and I’m always gonna be here…not gonna go anywhere. Right here whenever you need me.”

“I love you too, Stevie.” You cooed, standing up on your tiptoes and kissing him with every ounce of your being.

Your lips move in synchronicity, the familiarity of each other never building contempt, instead making you both stronger. It’s a feeling that will never get old and that neither of you would get tired of experiencing. Even at your worse, you know it’ll always be okay as long as you have him to keep you tethered.

Time freezes for everyone, not just you and Steve — your friends watching in the window and smiling at the scene before them.

They’ve always known that you and him were in love since the moment you two said hello. It’s just that now, it feels a lot nicer being able to witness the moment you two finally realize it. The love you share and everything in between.

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a/n: i hope you guys like this little something something i wrote based off "in between" by gracie abrams. i absolutely love this song and it's so underrated (ITS UNREALEASED KINDA LOL). anyways, let me know what you think!

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[pleasantlycrazyworld]

Jason was coming for him. Eddie could just feel it in his bones and even though he's innocent no one will believe him.

He wakes up before you and is quick to start packing, quick to try and run but before he could he woke you up.

"Hey...Hey, where are you going?" You ask groggily trying to make your eyes focus faster on the bright sunlight that's pouring in from the broken blinds. Hearing your voice makes Eddie freeze slightly.

"I need to leave, I need to protect you. I don't deserve you and I'm ruining your chance of a good life due to my selfish need of being with you... you deserve so much more and I-"

You sit up with a knowing look before softly grabbing his hands "Eddie, it was just a dream. You haven't done anything. No one is trying to get you anymore. Please baby, please come lay back down, let me hold you, sweet boy." The sound of your soft voice and the feeling of your hands in his makes him take a breath he didn't realize he was holding and look around, taking in his surroundings. He nods and kicks the duffle bag away from him as he sees the grey walls of your new bedroom.

As he lays on your chest he reminds himself of what you said No one is after him anymore. He's safe, your safe. And just as he falls back into a better, dreamless sleep he hears you whisper "you're everything I deserve and more. I'm always going to protect you too my sweet boy"

Just something small that came to my mind! I hope you enjoy

Tagging: @eiightysixbaby thanks for the help babes :) @b-ritney

#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson blurb #gracie writes

[bedsyandco]

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I need rutger comfort next when he’s ok🥺

gracie balances the tub of ben and jerry's with two spoons on top in her left arm, putting her phone underneath her chin, she uses her right hand to knock on rut's door

she hears soft footsteps pad across the floor before the door opens and gracie's heart speeds up a little bit at the sight in front of her. rut was wearing grey sweatpants and a tight fitting white T-shirt, his hair messed up in a way that indicated he's spent the whole day in bed. how unfair that someone can look that good by simply existing.

"are you gonna come in, or stand there and drool over me some more?" rutger teases and gracie scoffs, making her way into his room, surprised to see it as clean as it was. it's not that rut was the messiest guy, from all the guys she knows he's probably one of the cleanest, but it was still cleaner than usual

"I couldn't sleep last night, so I uh- went on a cleaning rampage. Cleanest this room has probably ever been," Rut says, as if he could read her mind. gracie puts the tub of ice cream, along with the spoons, her phone and her keys on rut's bedside table before turning to look at him

before gracie can even contemplate what to say, rut gets a mischievous little grin on his face, charging towards her and wrapping his arms around her waist, tackling her onto the bed

"rutger! ow, that hurt," gracie whines and rut props his chin on her shoulder

"no it didn't," he replies

"no it didn't," gracie admits and rut lets out a soft chuckle

"this mark's?" rutger asks, tugging on the blue Michigan hoodie she was wearing

"no. Luke's," she responds and Rut nods, his hand trailing down to her thigh, rubbing his hand over he black lululemon leggings. he pinches the fabric between his fingers, pulling it slightly and smiling as it snaps back when he lets it go

"I love these pants," rut says with a grin and gracie reaches for the pillow next to her head, swinging it at rut's head but he catches it in time

"stop trying to distract me. we're talking about it," gracie says and rut lies on his back, staring at the celing

"there's nothing to talk about," he says nonchalantly and gracie sits up on her elbow, scooting closer to him so she could look him in the eye

"Rut, look at me," she says softly and rutger closes his eyes briefly before turning his head to look her in the eye

"how are you feeling?" she asks gently, her hand going to rest of his chest and he lays his hand on top of hers

"I'm fine. I mean I'm pissed and it hurts. It's like...when you know what it feels like to win, it just makes you want it so much more. I just feel like there was more I could've done. If I just played a little better-"

"rut. you did your best, and that's all anyone is expecting from you. no one is expecting you to carry this team on your back night after night. you're not gonna win them all, and that's okay. It's still really impressive that you guys made it to the final three years in a row. And you played a good game," gracie says and rut sighs, rubbing his other hand across his face

"We still lost though. And this was probably my last chance to win it. I mean I'm probably not coming back next-"

"don't. can we not go there right now. I don't wanna think about that," gracie says and rut feels bad for being the reason for that distraught look on her face.

"our ice cream is melting," rut says, trying to change the subject

"I don't even want it anymore," gracie mumbles and rutger pulls her into his chest, both of them just holding each other for a moment

"we don't have to think about it yet. we still have the natty to focus on. I'm not going anywhere," rut says pressing a kiss to her head and gracie can think it yet. he's not going anywhere yet...

#ᰔ graciehughes #gracie x rut #rutger mcgroarty blurb #rutger mcgroarty fic

[hstylesloverr]

can u do singer!yn and fbh!harry but use gracie abrams as the face claim and all the one direction boys go to her concert or maybe she is the opener for one of the one direction tours :) love ur writing btw x

okaaay!! i love gracie abrams and fbh so should i do a series of this? anyways thank u ily <3

LOVE ON TOUR.

singer!yn x fbh!harry

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2013.

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ynfan3 it's so obvious that it's the boys from 1d

one1d harry singing minor 🙏 harry singing minor 🙏 harry singing minor 🙏 harry singing minor 🙏 harry singing minor 🙏

ynfan1 i love the boys friendship with yn

ynfan6 isn't yn in a relationship with harry?

harryfan1 it looks like it is! however both are very secretive about it

ynontour yn is so gorgeous

ynfan2 isn't minor about HARRY?

onedfan5 Yes it is! yn never specifically said it was about harry but has dropped some hints

ynfan7 remembering how we thought it was too obvious that yn was going to perform with harry at her show in las vegas and she performed with taylor swift

ynfan8 she is so unpredictable

1dfan6 i wanna be as beautiful as y/n l/n

harrystyles Give me back the bracelet

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yourinstagram 💗

harrystyles ??????

ynfan3 LMAOOOOO

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harryfan2 take him to the moon for me

ynfan1 i knew it

ynfan6 how long have they been together?

ynfan3 since new year i think

harryfan5 stunt!!!

harryfan7 please stop theorizing harry's whole life

ynfan2 at least harry left taylor

ynfan9 how can you say that when yn adores taylor with all her soul

one1dfan I love them!!! From the first time I saw them, it was obvious that they had interest and respect for each other

louisfan3 love songs are coming

ynfan00 a friend of yn said that yn was very happy to be with harry and he made her feel loved and protected i'm going to cry🥺🥺🥺

onedirectionfan33 she is so in love

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ynfan5 she has such an angelic voice

1dfan4 when harry asked a fan for a bouquet to give to yn 😭😭

harry1dfan he is so in love

harryfan7 harry literally sang little things to yn

ynfan1 all the love songs that exist in the world were made for harry and yn

ynfan9 she is so gorgeous

1dfann can we all agree that 2013 is the most iconic year?

ynfan6 i can't believe i'm the same age as yn and i'm lying on my couch crying while she's becoming a millionaire

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ynfan1 she's going to make a whole album of love

harryfan4 harry called her "my cherry" throughout the show 😭🥺

ynfan7 WHY IS NOBODY TALKING ABOUT THE NEW SONG?

1dfann5 WHAT NEW SONG

ynfan7 “stargirl” IT'S LIKE A SONG THAT HARRY DID OUTSIDE ONE DIRECTION FOR YN

ynfan1 i’m crying on the floor

ynontour she is so in love with harry😭😭😭

ynfan9 harry and yn stood out but no one is going to talk about when louis scooped up yn like a sack of potatoes and started spinning? 😭😭

ynfann2 their friendship is so iconic

1dfan44 if yn and harry weren't together i'm sure louis and yn would be

ynfan6 not yn and niall dancing in what makes you beautiful 😭😭😭

onedfan4 i need a 1d collab with yn

ynandzayn yn and zayn doing the high notes of course

ynfann8 we can never forget when we thought in 2011 that yn and zayn were together 😭😭

ynandzayn miss their friendship tbh

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harrystyles I love you my cherry ❤️

zayn You two are freaks

yourinstagram 😑

yourmom 💖

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niallhoran I am.

dualipa Pretty like always

liampayne When are you going to unblock me on twitter

yourinstagram never

justinbieber You killed yesterday y/n!

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bellahadid love ya ♥️

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[jackredfieldwasmyjacob]

how come these fictional characters i have created have such a chokehold on me

#remember this show i was writing about an international school in an alternative world??? well today i wrote a bit more #i'm nearly done with season 1 i'm thinking i could post it here when i'm done with it. it'll be in the form of blurbs for episodes i think #no fully written episodes cause i don't know how to do it and it's too much work #but yeah 🥺 i love my blorbo sons and daughters #i was inspired to do this after watching sex education so you can imagine the vibe of the show #i could talk about the blorbos for hours #if you want to send asks about it please do!!!! #the main character is called adewa and i love her very much #there's basically a girl group and a boy group. both of 3 people each #and they are the main core of the show #so the girl group is adewa from nigeria gracie from england and genca from albania #and the boy group is mo from south sudan (adewa's li) daudi from west tanzania and doweiya from nauru #there's more characters but those are the core #for example this last bit i wrote centered about thiri (genca's gf) #who is from kawthoolei (idk if that's written correctly. it's where the karen people live)

[matthewkniesys]

No because Alex asks her to go to dinner and Spencer asks Matt to go to dinner and they both show up and at the same time they get the text that the other boys can't come and they just look at each other and shrug before ordering their food. When they get back they both act like they didn't just eat dinner with each other to confuse the boys.

yes this exactly!! when they get back they would just carry on as if nothing happened and the boys would be disappointed cause they were hoping that matt would've finally made a move and asked her out on a for real date

#matt boldy x newhook!sister #matt boldy #gracie<3 #im halfway done a blurb for this

[idkkkstyles]

OPENINGACT!Y/N

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kaiagerber BESTIE

oliviarodrigo You’re on another level!

conangray I LOVE YOU

jefezoff To a cinema near you… 🎥

username1 WHAT?

username2 SHE’S SO PRETTY

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entertainmenttonight Harry Styles is set to take on 15 shows at Madison Square Garden in New York City and has yet to announce his opening act

But here at ET- we have the inside scoop that Y/N Y/L/N is set to take the role!

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username2 OMG I’M GOING AND SHE’S MY FAVE!

username3 Ew! New PR stunt incoming!

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username1 IS THIS THE OFFICIAL ANNOUNCEMENT?

username2 OMG OMG OMG

harrystyles 🎤⭐️

-> yourbff yourinstagram Hello?

-> yourinstagram Harry?

-> yourbff harrystyles?

-> harrystyles hi!

username3 WTF IS HAPPENING

Y/N @yourtwitter

Harry Styles knows who I am… mama I’ve made it

Y/N @yourtwitter

Just realised what I just twittered… I take it back

Y/N @yourtwitter

Yes, Harry Styles and I are friends, of course we are

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We are.

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-> jefezoff You win

username1 I KNEW IT WAS TRUE!

username2 YAY!

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harrystyles MSG HOLY SHIT

-> yourinstagram harrystyles WTF

jefezoff Hip hip

paulithepsm Can’t wait to have you there with us!

-> yourinstagram PAULI!

yourbff Wow dude. W O W.

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-> yourinstagram :(

-> yourbff hedwardstyles I hope you helped her

-> hedwardstyles What kind of person would I be if I didn’t

-> yourinstagram Don’t worry, he kissed it better

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[cosmicmunsonwrites]

Reader is still shy with jj , like I can imagine her being afraid of being to clingy or anoying 😭

space is just a word

pairing(s): bf!jj maybank x gf!fem!reader

summary: pet names

authors note: thank you for the request! hopefully you enjoy :)

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do not copy my works. i do not condone rewrites, translations, or edited versions. all my content is my content that i wrote.

not my gif

“wanna watch a movie?” your boyfriend asked.

you nodded and tossed him the remote from your side of the couch. he probably thought you were so weird for sitting so far from him.

but at the same time, you didn’t wanna weird him out or annoy him by being all over him. after all, your relationship was still so new.

you didn’t know what to do.

“sweetheart, the hell are you all the way over there for?” he asked with a crooked smile.

you shrugged and awkwardly chuckled. “i don’t know.”

he looked so warm and inviting. you wanted nothing more right now than to just cuddle up to him.

“c’mere then,” jj said, throwing the arm closest to you around the back of the couch so you could sit. “you think i smell of somethin’?”

you couldn’t help but let out a giggle as you shuffled closer to him. “no. jus’ didn’t want you to think i was weird or anything.”

“why would i think you’re weird? do you smell?” he joked.

you shook your head. “no, j. i didn’t want you to think i was weird if i was all over you or something.”

he pulled you as close as he possibly could and kissed your temple. “i don’t think that’s weird, baby. i love that shit.”

#gracie writes jj maybank 🌸 #gracies asks and requests 💌 #jj maybank #jj maybank angst #jj maybank blurb #jj maybank fanfic #jj maybank fluff #jj maybank imagines #jj maybank obx #jj maybank x you #obx #jj maybank fic #jj maybank smut #obx jj

[ellieswifie]

doing chris’ makeup🙏🏼

sitting on chris lap while doing his makeup

𐙚 blurb!

"YOUR HAIR LOOKS PRETTY TODAY." chris comments, looping his fingers through the loose strands falling out your braid. your legs are rapped around his left knee while your digging through your makeup bag. "thank you, chris." you smile when you pull out the eye lash curler.

you relax your shoulders as you bring the eye lash curler close to chris eyes. he’s been good with keeping still and not making too much movement, but the way his hands linger on your expose skin makes your head feel dizzy.

"chris." you say, stopping your movements and look at him. you went easy on him, only adding a little conselar and contour for his nose. it was pretty easy finding his shade and it honestly looked perfect on him. you insisted on adding a small tint of blush, but chris was already embarrassed about the make up,

"hm?" chris said, stopping his hands from crawling under your top. you gave him warning eyes before you grabbed his chip slightly to curl is left eye lashes, than his right. "your very distracting." you mutter once you’ve finished his lashes.

chris smirks under you, as you reach for the makeup bag, looking for mascara. his eye lashes are pretty long as they are, but a little mascara wouldn’t hurt.

"i’m sorry my hands are distracting you." chris says when your eyes meet back to his. your blushing like crazy while you bring the brush towards his curled lashes. "are you almost done?"

"no, be patient. your never gonna let me do your makeup again so i’m favoring this moment." you giggle, placing your hand on chris chest, stabling yourself. "look up."

chris does what you say, while his hands creep down towards your shirt again. he lifts it up slightly, before you gasp and pull away from his eyes. "chris! focus."

"sorry." he laughs, giving your skin a gentle tug, before placing his hands at his sides, and looking up.

#ellieswifie #gracie writes #fem!reader #fluff #chris sturniolo fluff #chris sturniolo x reader #chris #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #blurb #chris blurb

[parkersbliss]

pls there's an even longer version of that but i think the version i sent u sums up everything beautifully. 😭 i can see it'll be too long compared to your past fics and im sorry for that omg. i could write it, but i've never written for five before and my limit is at thinking of concepts but never writing them 🥹

i'm very happy u liked it 🥺 so soooo excited for it tho tears in my eyes bcs i was listening to the song while i thought of it. s3 had me feeling very angsty bcs i literally have a lot more angst ideas, and we could talk abt them more casually lol no need to write them! maybe i'll try and send them to you or something 🤭 -✨

please don’t worry about it being too long! i just write short ones now bc I have so much to write 😭 I have like a 10k word series in the works rn so don’t worry about it being too long LMAOOO

you should definitely try to write little blurbs tho! i bet you’d be surprised how fun and easy it can be

glimpse of us x Pluto project took me out the first I heard it and I love the vibes of that fic with it!! and yes ofc feel free to spam my inbox with angst thoughts <3

#i love a good long fic anyway!! #definitely try starting with small blurbs for writing tho :) #you can just have them for yourself too #also that song is 💔💔 #makes me wanna sob #hopefully this fic will too #✨ anon #gracie answers 💛

[pleasantlycrazyworld]

this is probs a weird ask but in your opinion what superpowers would you think certain stranger things characters would have since el already has hers

Oh my god....I love this ask!!!

I'm just doing some of the older teens but please please please! Send other characters you want my opinion on!!!

Eddie- I feel like Eddie would have power in his vocals. He is in a band for a reason! To me, his vocals have the ability to shake the ground, to shake the person to the core. Or there are certain notes he hits that make them crumble.

Steve- I feel like Steve would have the ability to heal other injuries. He is a caregiver through and through and the only thing he wants to do is take care of the people he cares about

Billy- I feel like Billy would have the ability to sense when there is danger. The poor boy has been through a lot in his life and with that makes the power to sense when danger is approaching.

Nancy- I feel like Nancy would have the ability to find out any information you might be hiding from her. She is very determined as is but with her power she can focus on the person and gain any piece of knowledge she wants from them. They can't help but tell her everything.

Robin- I feel like Robin would be able to talk herself out of anything. Anytime she gets in trouble she has the power to talk her way out of trouble and make people forget about her wrongdoing.

#gracie answers #love this ask #request are open #stranger things #stranger things blurb #stranger things headcanons #stranger things older teens #eddie munson #steve harrington #billy hargrove #nancy wheeler #robin buckley

[abibliophobiaa]

You’ve never been one for love. Especially after your last round with it. Halloween rolls around and in comes Eddie Munson. He’s only in town for a couple days, you’re looking for no strings, and chances are you’ll never see him again anyway.

Easy, right?

That is, until you end up with an unexpected party favor.

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Unexpected pregnancy. Strangers to friends to lovers. And then they were roommates. Forced proximity.

rockstar!eddie munson x pregnant!reader.

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Chapters:

Chapter One - Halloween

Chapter Two - Miscommunication

Chapter Three - Roommates

Chapter Four - Elena Munson

Chapter Five - One Bed

Chapter Six - A Date

Chapter Seven - Tumble

Chapter Eight - Feels Like

Epilogue - Golden, Like Daylight

Blurbs:

baby’s first halloween

look who’s talking

first concert

#Eddie munson x reader #Eddie munson x you #eddie munson fanfic #lunaloveseddie #eddie munson x f!reader

[hstylesloverr]

part three of gracie abrams fc with harry??

CHERRY.

fbh!harry x singer!yn

part one.

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ynfan I can’t do this I love you so much @/yourinstagram ❤️

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ynfan1 omg bestie can u tell us about the show

ynfan Well, all the people in the venue were very friendly and there were a lot of good vibes. There were also many celebrities in the vip place, i saw harry styles taylor swift avril lavigne and kim kardashian

ynfan7 the way harry goes to literally every yn show

harryflowers Y/N is so pretty I’m crying

ynfan5 SHE ACTUALLY SAID “SO I'M GOING TO TRY NOT TO CRY BECAUSE MY BOYFRIEND IS HERE AND I DON'T WANT HIM TO CRY TOO.” 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

ynflower the one who is crying is me

taylorfan3 the album will definitely be about love

ynfan8 harry looked so happy 🥺

onedfan1 I need another appearance of the boys in yn’s concert

ynfaan3 4 shows and the tour is over 😭

louisfan2 before i thought this relationship was pure stunt but god harry and yn are so in love

ynfan9 this tour is the best i have ever been on i will never forget it

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ynfan I'm going to cry

yourinstagram i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you

louist91 Y’all I took the second picture 😎

niallhoran I took the last and it’s better

louist91 No

zayn Harry watch out because Y/N is exactly my type

harrystyles Are taylor swift fans your type?

gemmastyles She is better than you Harry

harrystyles I know thank you.

yourinstagram ♥️

harryfan2 the way the paparazzi try to make harry look like the bad guy who's going to break y/n's heart when he's so in love

liampayne Love ya guys

username Why do I feel like this relationship is going to last a long time?

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#harry styles #as it was #harry styles blurb #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles imagine #harry styles one shot #harry styles smut #harry styles x reader #harry styles x you #harry styles one direction #one direction #harry styles fluff #harry styles angst #aesthetic #gracie abrams imagine #gracie abrams

[joeys-babe]

Joey B Blurbs: Joy Of My Life

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Summary: You try out a trend on Joe to test his husband's skills.

Warnings: Fluff, funny, trends!

Pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

Imagine Universe: Into the Mystic

A/N: Part 6 of Blurb Night! This is a shorter one.

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No particular date for this fic!

You should totally do this with Joe!

I opened the link sent with the text from Gracie McPherson, Evan’s wife.

It was a TikTok where this girl called her boyfriend and asked him to get pads with wings.

Now, Joe has some knowledge when it comes to feminine care since I've asked him to get it for me before, and he wasn't awkward or shy about it.

He had just texted me saying he was leaving the gym, so I called him up.

Answering before the second ring in his usual fashion, I smiled at the sound of his voice.

“Hey, Mama.” - Joe

“Hey, baby. Can you pick something up for me before you come home?” - you

“Of course. What do you need?” - Joe

“Well since we’re moving and we have a bathroom in the nursery at the new house, I was going to buy one of those drawer towers for stuff I’ll need after giving birth.” - you

“Mhm.” - Joe

“So I need you to pick up pads.” - you

“Okay… any certain brands or size I need to look for that's specifically for birth?” - Joe

“I already have the big hefty ones I need, I just need like regular ones for later on.” - you

“Oh okay, so like the ones you usually get?” - Joe

“Yeah but with wings, please.” - you

There was a long pause, and I had to hold back a giggle.

“Wing-” - Joe

“Tyson!” - you

I pulled the phone away from my ear and pretended like I was getting on to Tyson.

“Bye, baby. I gotta go catch your son. I love you, and thank you!” - you

“I love you too.” - Joe

With that, I hung up and texted Gracie back.

Just did it! LOL. Let's see what he comes home with! 😂

Oh, girl! Message me updates! 😂😂

—— Joe’s POV

Pads with wings… pads. with wings?

Like pads that have wings? Or pads and the food wings?

They make pads with wings?

Oh god.

I need to get this right, I don’t want y/n to think I'm a helpless goof.

Walking into the store, it was a certain time of the day when there weren't many people there.

Finding the feminine care aisle, I looked around until I saw a type of pad that looked like it had wings.

What if she meant the food wings and regular pads?

Oh god.

I've been in this aisle for like ten minutes, so it's gonna be awkward if someone recognizes me.

In the end, I got a box of pads that looked like they had wings and a box that I know is the ones y/n regularly uses.

Next, I went to the nearest Wingstop and ordered what wings I thought y/n would like most.

Now time to head home.

—— back to y/n’s POV

I was sitting at the kitchen island, eating lunch with the twins when Joe got home.

When Tyson and Miles heard the garage door open and shut, they knew Daddy was home.

Soon, Joe came striding through the door from the garage with a smile on his face and multiple bags in his hands.

“Hey, baby.” - you grinned

“Hey.” - Joe

I puckered my lips and Joe rushed forward to kiss me, putting the bags down on the counter after.

“Okay, so I was kinda confused by your request, but I tried my best.” - Joe

“Let's see it.” - you smiled

“Okay so first I thought you meant you wanted pads that had wings so I got these.” - Joe

He whipped out a box of pads of the brand that I usually used, only a bigger size with the wings.

“Good job, babe!” - you

“Yeah?” - Joe

“Yup!” - you

“But I wondered also if you meant a regular box of pads and chicken wings. So I got you Wingstop and these.” - Joe

He pushed a box of wings toward me and reached into a shopping bag, eventually handing me a box of regular pads.

“Did I do okay?” - Joe

I looked up at him and smiled at the look of hopefulness in Joe’s eyes.

“You did perfectly. It’s a little TikTok trend that’s going around. Most guys just bought regular pads and wings, but you got the winged pads plus wings and regular pads. I'm proud of your hubby skills, Joe.” - you

Joe stepped back from the counter, and I laughed when he fist-pumped.

“You’re so goofy.” - you laughed

“I know, but that's what you love about me.” - Joe

“Yup.” - you grinned

He ended up sitting on the barstool next to me as I munched on my wings.

“I love you.” - you

“I love you too, Mama.” - Joe

Joe slowly leaned in to kiss me, but before our lips touched, Tyson threw a potato chip at the back of his head.

My laugh matched Tyson’s as Joe lept up and grabbed him out of his seat.

Tyson’s giggles filled the house as Joe chased him around the kitchen.

“My life is never boring.” - you mumbled before taking a bite of a wing

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Authors note: Last fic of blurb night one! I'd love some feedback!!

Request for this fic;

#joe burrow #bengals #joe burrow imagine #joe burrow x reader #joey b #cincinnati bengals #joe burrow fan fic