#it's about time I drew the moms omg

[redstarwriting]

happy birthday

miles morales x reader

request?: yes

request: “I LOVEDDD THE HC’S OMG OMG WORK OF ART!!! i was wondering if you would write something expanding on getting miles’ doodles tatted as an adult!! i would love to read more abt it, it’s so cutee”

requested by: anon​

word count: 2.2k

genre: fluff

Warnings: language, tattoos, mentions of tattoos and needles, Miles is so sweet it's sick

A/N: GLADLY!! i've been itching to get a new tattoo since the minute i got my first like three years ago and writing this just made me want to get another one so bad LMAO. i hope you enjoy!

also in case you were wondering what hcs anon is talking about, it's my pda/general affection hcs i wrote for hobie and miles! you can check it out here if you haven't already and feel compelled to :)

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“Miles! Baby, can you give me a tattoo?” you ask, and he smiles. This has become a common practice in your relationship. From the time y’all were kids in love to now, you would always ask him for a tattoo. Of course, he didn’t actually give you tattoos, he just drew on your arm. He’s mentioned you, and even urged you, to get a tattoo every now and again. Especially when he offered to design them, but you always say his temporary ones are more special than any other tattoo you could get. He isn’t upset about it. He genuinely loves drawing on you. “Of course, babe. Come here,” he says, motioning you over to him as he grabs his markers he has specifically for your “tattoos.” You go over to him, sitting between his legs and extending your arm. “Can you draw it right next to the uh… elbow pit?” you say, and he laughs. “Elbow pit?”

“Yeah, like the inside of my arm and not on the bicep part or the elbow pit part, but the forearm part by the elbow pit,” you explain, pointing to the area you’re talking about. He chuckles. “Elbow pit.”

“Well, what else would it be called?” you ask, smiling, and he grins, starting to doodle on your arm. “I’ll text and ask my mom what the scientific name for it is after I’m done here,” he says, and you lean your head back against his shoulder. “Oh, god, please don’t tell her I called it an elbow pit.”

“Oh, I’m totally telling her you called it that,” he teases, placing a quick peck on your lips before returning his attention to your arm. He draws a spiderweb, of course, but in the shape of a heart. He adds his Miles touch to it by making it look like the web was spraypainted, and having it pop with black and red. You don’t even look at the tattoo as he draws it, you just stare at his face. You love watching him when he does his art. You assume it’s similar to the way his face looks when he’s swinging around the city as Spider-Man. He’s in his element, laser-focused and yet has an ease about him that mesmerizes you. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” he says, smirking and turning his attention to you. You feel your face heat up but roll your eyes. “Can’t, arm’s a bit preoccupied.”

“You can get creative; I have an idea. Maybe use the one I’m not drawing on?”

“Don’t know what you’re talking about,” you say, and he shakes his head. “What do you think, amor?” he asks, and you look. You smile. “I love it, Miles. Thank you,” you say, kissing him on the cheek. He grins, wrapping his arms around your waist as you admire his art. “What time is it?” you ask, and he glances at his phone. “11:15. Why?” 

“Ganke and I are gonna go get some lunch today.”

“Should I be worried?” Miles jokes. “No, dummy. We’re just talking about… something happening soon,” you say, and a sly smile spreads across Miles’ face. “How soon?”

“I’ve said too much,” you say, trying to get up. Unfortunately for you, your boyfriend is Spider-Man and can easily hold you in place. “Nuh uh, how soon is this something happening?” he looks at you with a shit-eating grin, and you roll your eyes. “Wouldn’t you like to know, spider boy?”

“I would. Is it, and this is just a wild guess… something happening tomorrow? A special something happening on a very special day?” he guesses, and you sigh. “Don’t tell Ganke you found out…”

“I knew it!”

“We’re supposed to be planning your birthday party, yes. For tomorrow. On your birthday. Are you happy you spoiled it for yourself now?” you feign annoyance, and he laughs. “I am, actually. Now I know to look good for you tomorrow.” You roll your eyes. “You always look nice, Miles.”

“Only for you,” he grins at you, turning your face to look at him. The two of you share a kiss before it’s interrupted by his police scanner going off. He frowns slightly. “It’s okay, Miles. I gotta go soon anyways,” you give him a quick peck for squeezing out of his arms. He sighs. “Fine, fine. Guess I’ll go save the city. Be the best thing that ever happened to New York and all that.”

“My hero,” you joke, and he grins. “You know it,” he says, slipping his mask on and sliding his everyday clothes off. “I’ll see you later, Miles. Stay safe. Love you.”

“You stay safe, too. Love you more.” He leaps out of the window, and you make sure he’s gone before you call Ganke. “Yo, what’s up?”

“You gotta plan Miles’ birthday party tomorrow.”

“Woah, what?” You sigh. “I already have the roof of our building booked out for it, I ordered the cake already and will pick it up tomorrow and have all the decorations. You just need to invite everyone, okay?”

“You mean I have to reach out to people in different dimensions, tell them to clear their schedules for tomorrow, and hope for the best?” Ganke asks, and you hum into the phone. “Yep! Thanks, Ganke! Also, if Miles asks, we went and got lunch, okay?”

“And where are you really going?”

“I’m getting a tattoo to surprise him for his birthday tomorrow,” you say, grabbing your keys and putting some money in your pocket. You put Ganke on speaker, sending a quick text to Hobie. “You need to stop using me as a cover-up, (Y/n).”

“Who else am I supposed to use? Gwen?” you say, and Ganke sighs. “I mean, yeah, you know she would be down to help you with something like this.”

“Ganke she is so bad at keeping secrets like that, and you know it,” you say, admiring the art on your arm again. “Then use Hobie.”

“Wait that’s actually a good idea,” you say, “Especially since he’s the one giving me the tattoo.”

“AND YOU STILL USED ME?!”

“I PANICKED! He was asking questions! Just, listen, invite as many people as you can think of, alright? Please, and thank you.”

“Fine. Go get inked or whatever they say,” Ganke says. The two of you give some quick goodbyes before hanging up. You receive a reply from Hobie, and a portal opens in Miles and your bedroom. You step through it and find yourself in Hobie’s flat. “Can I just say it’s about damn time you got one of ‘is works tattooed onto ya,” Hobie says, motioning to his couch. You sit and he gets his whole get-up ready, all the cleaning wipes and gloves and the tattoo gun all ready to go. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. I’m getting it now and that’s what matters,” you say, and he clicks his tongue. “I can guarantee ya this is just gonna be the beginning. Kinda becomes an addiction,” he says, sitting next to you, and fiddling with his gun. “Then I guess I’ll just need to have Miles draw on me even more.” He chuckles. “Lemme see it.”

You show him the drawing, and Hobie shakes his head. “Your man is corny,” he says, and you shrug. “I like it.”

“I know,” he dips his gun in ink, and looks at you, “Ya ready?” You nod, and he begins tattooing Miles’ art onto your skin. The two of you talk the whole time, really, and you let him know about the party tomorrow. He, of course, agrees to come, and can’t wait to see Miles’ reaction. It takes a few hours, but eventually he finishes up and it looks exactly like Miles just drew it on your skin. Hobie places fake skin over it and gives you the rundown of how to take care of it. He turns away from you to put something away, and you quickly slip $100 under a pillow on the couch. You know he won’t accept any money from you because he’s ‘not a capitalist pig,’ so you have to be sneaky with it. “Thank you so much, Hobie,” you say, and he winks at you. “Anythin’ for my mate’s better ‘alf.”

He opens the portal again, and you two say bye until tomorrow. You’re back home, literally, in no time, and you quickly throw one of the hoodies Miles left lying around on. This way he won’t see the tattoo, and you can play it off like you missed him. Especially since you did kind of miss him and it is sort of a staple in your relationship that you wear his clothes when you do. That’ll make him melt and he’ll forget all about the art on your arm. And you were absolutely right. 

It ended up being a late night for Spider-Man, and when he got home, he saw you curled up on the couch, sleeping with his hoodie on, and all he could think about was that you missed him. He carefully picked you up and carried you to your shared bed. You started to wake up as soon as he was getting in bed after taking a shower and cleaning up, and he began desperately trying to get you to go back to sleep. “What time is it?” you groggily ask. “It’s like 3am, (Y/n/n), I’m here now, we can go to sleep, okay?” he says, slipping into bed next to you and pulling you on top of his chest. “Happy birthday!” you sleepily say, burying your face into his chest. He smiles. “Thank you, amor. Let’s get back to sleep now, yeah?” You make a muffled mmhmm sound and are out like a light almost immediately. Miles smiles to himself, wondering how he got this lucky.

You can imagine his disappointment when he wakes up the next day and you’re not snug against his chest, but he feels better the minute he sees a little note on his chest that explains you’ll be home, you just had to go do something for him. He gets up and decided he can do his Spider-Man duties until you text him and let him know he needs to come home. It may be his birthday, but the city still needs it’s defender. So that’s exactly what he does. He cannot explain how grateful he is that none of the big bads were trying to start anything today, because if he didn’t get to see you and eat a slice of cake, he was going to scream. The day went slower than he wanted but also sped by when eventually he got a text from you saying to come home. He immediately obliges, swinging in through the window and putting on some of his nicest clothes. He walks out of your room and sees you chilling on the couch. “Miss me?” he asks, walking over and bending down to kiss your lips. You giggle. “Obviously. Hey, before we go up to the roof where there totally isn’t a party waiting for you, I wanna show you something, okay?”

“Okay,” he grins, and you grin back. “Cover your eyes.” He does as instructed, and hears you shift slightly. “Okay… open them.” He opens his eyes, and immediately sees his “tattoo” on your arm. Only it was covered in a clear wrap. And it’s real. His eyes get big, and he looks at your face. You give a small smile. “You always encouraged me to get a real tattoo, so… happy birthday.”

“Yo! It looks so good, hold up,” he gently grabs your arm and softly traces it through the saniderm. “When did you get this?”

“Yesterday.”

“You weren’t actually with Ganke, were you?”

“No, I was with Hobie,” you say, and he shakes his head. “I got a little liar on my hands, huh?”

“It wasn’t lying it was covering my ass because you ask too many damn questions,” you say, and he laughs. “I love it, (Y/n/n).” You smile and the two of you share a kiss. “We should probably get up there. Some people are waiting. Oh, and pretend like you haven’t seen it yet. Hobie wants to see your reaction.” Miles laughs. “Alright. Well, I hope he knows I’m not gonna stop drawing on you. And that he fully traced my art,” Miles says, and you shake your head. “I’m sure he knows, Miles. You really like it?”

“Like it? Baby, I told you I love it. I love you; I love this tattoo; I love that this is a birthday present from you… everything about this? I love it. I don’t even need to go up there to make the day better because all I need is you,” he says, and you smile. “Hobie was right. You’re so corny.”

“Nah, hold on, he said that? Forget everything I just said it’ll be a perfect day when I punch him.” You laugh as the two of you make your way up to the party. But the whole time, Miles keeps finding his eyes drifting to your tattoo. Something about having his art on you permanently makes his heart swell with pride and happiness. And he and Hobie were both right.

It’s not the only “tattoo” that will become real.

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#miles morales x reader #spiderman x reader #miles x reader #spiderverse x reader #atsv x reader #miles morales #spiderman #spiderverse #across the spiderverse #atsv

[barbiiecams]

expect the unexpected

drew starkey x model!reader

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yourinstagram: thank you spain for being so kind to me! i hope to return <3

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hallebailey: woww 😍

yourinstagram: miss u mama!

kaliuchis: it’s time we go out for a girls trip !

yourinstagram: yes it is indeed!

randomuserr_: did anyone peep that drew starkey likes this? 😭

iheartttyouu: i came here to say this omg.

yourmomsinstagram: 😘😘

yourinstagram: i love you mommy 💕

y/nfannn: SHES SO PRETTY OMG

starkeyfan245: omgg drew actually liked this?

thegirljt: my sisss

yourinstagram: 😩 let’s go out

y/nnn82: when will you come to jamaica!?

yourinstagram: soon i hope! i miss it there :(

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madelyncline: bros living the dream

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rudypankow: where was my invite

drewstarkey: i told you guys to come

brooke_starkey: miss u big bro 😞

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y/nfannn: HE WAS IN SPAIN TOO??

user567: why were they there together ?

amazinnrandom: right i didn’t even know they knew each other

jonathandavissofficial: he loves to leave randomly

drewstarkey: you knew about this for a month

user123: did he see y/n at all??

ilovedrewww: who is y/n and why are people talking about her?

↪️ y/nfannn: she’s a model and she was in spain this past week as well

drewsssfann: omgg he posted something for once !

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brooke_starkey: stole her as soon as she got off the plane 😩

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yourinstagram: YOU ATE DOWNNN WITH THESE PICTURES

brooke_starkey: it’s easy photographing a goddess !

madisonbailey: the lighting the background her just ughh!

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random4455: not her being with the family too!!

user300: i’m suspicious cus this can’t be a coincidence now 😭

mackayla_davila: i’m making my way home NOW.

brooke_starkey: GIRLS NIGHT !

drewstarkey: nice

starkeyfann: OMG??

trolluserrrr: yup he definitely hit that 😭

userrr667: i don’t think they’re together but if they are that’s so random it just happened out of nowhere 😭

y/nfannn: you don’t know them lmao they could’ve been together for months

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victoriassecret: celebrate love with @yourinstagram and @drewstarkey 💘. new collection out now

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yourinstagram: hope you all enjoy this !!

y/nfannn: HELLOOOO?? YOU CANT JUST SAY THIS

madelyncline: MOM AND DAD!!

carlaciagrant: this is too cute 🥹

madisonbailey: about time !!!

austinnorth55: YESSIRRR STARKEY

jonathandavissofficial: he’s locked in 💯

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seekerrratten: this is so random what 😭

starkeyyfann: she’s so pretty they look good together

adrianalima: ❤️❤️❤️

yourinstagram: my second mom ily

haterrr123: ew what lmao drew can do better 🤢

y/nnfannn: you’re literally broke lmao go somewhere

starkeyonlyluvrrr: imma still scream REAL DELULU YELLIN OUT MY MANNN !!!

bigggfan: i thought he was dating someone else but i like this !

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drewstarkey: i love u more baby

yourinstagram: spain was in fact our baecation

drewstarkey: the best baecation at that

madelyncline: when am i getting adopted

yourmomsinstagram: 🤗🤗💕 beautiful

drewstarkey: future mother in law ❤️

↪️ y/nfannn: THATS SO CUTEEEE

internetperson6: THIS HAPPENED OUT OF NOWHERE DID I MISS SOMETHING

user889: they definitely know how to keep a secret 😭

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starkeyfann: 6 MONTHS? WHAT?

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[hopelesslyromanticshark]

hi are your rqs open? if not feel free to delete this but I love your writing and was wondering if you could do will solace x platonic!fem!aphrodite kid!reader childhood friends type thing? (that's a lot of "!" s lol) like they both came to camp at the same time and have been friends since they were both in the Hermes cabin and are still besties? like I can imagine reader and will teaming up to make fun of Nico (affectionately)

⋆⭒˚.⋆ platonic! will solace x daughter of aphrodite! reader hcs

content: platonic! will solace x daughter of aphrodite! reader hcs warning: language i believe???? this ones jsut silly goofy author's note: I FEEL SO BAD THIS TOOK ME LIKE A MONTH IM SO SORRY I JUST- THERE WAS A LOT OF PRESSURE I FELT- YA KNOW??? IDK IDK HOPE YOU LIKE IT, IF NOT I TOTALLY AGREE LETS BURN IT TOGETHER-

it was will's first day at camp and he was already missing his mom

just like this deep and unstoppable want for his mom

so he was being mopey and staying away from everyone, even though he wanted to make friends and have fun, he just couldn't bring himself to do so

until he met you

you were bubbly and insistent

and annoying

but, you managed to pull will out of his slump

you were also staying in the hermes cabin, unclaimed as can be

"do you think i could catch this grape?" you asked with a wide smile

"no way," will insisted, pretending to put on a scowl

you did catch it, crushing the grape between your teeth with a wide smile before holding your perfected manicured hand out to him

"i'm y/n. you?"

"will."

that shake of hands was the start of something beautiful

beautifully annoying

you two bounce off of each other, radioactively

like annoyingly fun sunshine characters x2 fr

and then will got claimed by apollo

he'd be helping put band aids on little kids when it happened

obviously he was met with loud cheers from the apollo cabin and feasts in his name or whatever

but he couldn't shake the look on your face when you thought he wasn't looking

just pure self doubt, unsure if it would ever be you in that situation

from that day forwards, will was determined to never see you look like that again

naturally, you guys tried seeking out your godly parent through doing things to see what you were naturally good at but all the tests held no water

after a few weeks, you waved will off, arguing that you were fine and that the hermes cabin was nice

which was a blatant lie, as that place was so packed and you didn't even have a bed

but, as much as will tried to argue, you shot him down every time

then, one evening, you and will were sitting around the campfire, a burnt marshmallow hanging off your stick, but that's the way you preferred them

you were raving on and on about some son of ares before turning to will, a soft and slightly teasing smile on your lips

"what about you, any girls caught your eye?"

"yeah, i guess," will replied, half heartedly, slightly turning away

you watched him for a moment before setting your stick down and grasping will's hands, pulling them into your own and forcing the boy to look into your eyes

"will."

"y/n."

"...have any guys caught your eye?"

"...maybe."

"omg, which ones?!" you instantly gushed, smiling brightly at him and giving his hands a squeeze

will listed a few but he quickly realized they didn't matter anymore, none of it did

it mattered to him how quickly you were to accept him, how quickly you were to share the love

and also, the hot pink dove floating above your head kinda drew his attention away

you barely noticed, yapping about whether or not you thought the guys will listed off were gay or not

when it finally did catch your eye, you nearly cried, squeezing your eyes shut with a wide smile before turning to will, tightening your hold on his hands

"thank you."

"why are you thanking me?"

"i don't think i've loved anyone like i love you, stupid. clearly, my mom noticed that."

CRYING WTF

anyways moving on to the torture of nico di angelo

you literally played matchmaker for MONTHS trying to get nico and will together, only for them to ALREADY BE DATING

will felt so bad keeping it from you (but also he was having fun being sneaky)

dont worry, he makes it up to you by having you be his best lady at his and nico's wedding

i just know that wedding speech goes crazy, laughing one sec, crying the next

hot take, i think children of aphrodite will just naturally take a shine to public speaking, i just think that's something they'd be good at

now, you and will had a weekly self care day, which you've been doing for YEARS

the whole nine yards, im meaning, face masks, foot masks, gua sha-ing, click flicks, orange juice and apple juice in fancy glasses

so, when nico and will started dating, you offered for nico to come for one of them, beaming a smile at the gloomy boy

he agreed to be there but outright refused to do any of the stuff

he kept coming back and week by week he started doing more until he had a face mask on and pomegranate juice in a wine glass, yelling at reality tv louder than you and will combined

at first, nico wasn't exactly your biggest fan

he would always say you took away will time or you were just too bubbly for your own good

but in reality, you reminded him too much of bianca

you tried your best to take care of him and will, always had snacks in your purse and band aids in your pockets

you were sweet and kind and it hit nico right in the chest

and you could tell, ever intuitive to people's feelings, so you pulled back and let nico figure it out for himself

in his own time, he warmed up to you, a while you still laugh in the same bianca did and sometimes you wrinkle your nose just like she used to, now he can look it with a fondness rather than guilt

and will was overjoyed when they were starting to connect

ummm his best friend and his boyfriend being besties??? yes pls

both you and nico fight for the great cause of Will Solace Getting Eight Hours Of Sleep agenda

constantly dragging that boy out of the infirmary together, each looping one arm

those are the days that will regrets that you guys are such good friends, kicking and screaming to get back to the infirmary

OH OH OH and you and will get mistaken as a couple all the time bc daughter of aphrodite things and you guys just progressively more funny with your responses.

"ewwwww that's my uncle grossssss."

"this chick?? she's not my girlfriend! i bought her off of ebay for a nickel, please."

"boyfriend?? bro, i'm a nun, wtf??"

"girlfriend?? bro, i'm a priest, wtf??"

the person always walks away feeling very confused while you two turn into a puddle of laughs on the ground.

all in all, you and will are a silly goofy pair that have your mushy gushy moments

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #pjo #pjo fandom #percy jackon and the olympians #will solace #nico di angelo

[milo-manheim-luver]

Girls Weekend- Drew Starkey x Fem!reader

summary: in which reader has her high school best friends come and visit her new place in Charleston and they finally find about about her secret lover.

warnings: angst? lots of fluff, and a bit of implied sexual content/comments. ENJOY! 😽

A/N: i’m def basing the two besties off of my besties hehehe 🤭 also, i suck at writing so please be nice 😭 ps this is my first drew starkey fic so feedback is defs welcomed 🫶🏻

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it was a late tuesday night in the beach town of charleston, south carolina when Y/N phone had started to buzz lightly. she was curled up on the couch, lamp on, reading one of her boyfriends many books he had acquired throughout the years. she found a stopping point in her (drew’s) book and placed the marker in it, before picking her phone up. she had a few texts from the ‘hometown girlies’ groupchat, immediately smiling, at the thought of her lifelong best friends.

ophelia: hey luvs, so martha and i were thinking maybe we could fly out to see you and your new place sometime soon?

ophelia: like maybe make it a girls weekend?!

martha: we miss you so much! we haven’t seen you in almost a year!

martha: just let us know when would work best for you! <3 xoxo

Y/N: omg! hi my babes!

Y/N: miss you girlies so fucking much it hurts 😢

Y/N: let me look at my schedule real quick! i’ll get back to you in about 20!

“hey, babe, my girlfriends from back home wanna come out and visit sometime soon, like have a girls weekend. are you still going to your mom’s the first week of may?” Y/N asked her boyfriend, drew, who sat close beside her, book in one hand, and his other gently rubbing his thumb across her shin, as she had her legs laying across his lap.

“uh, i believe so, unless someone cancels. why? am i not allowed to be there for girls weekend? oh wait! is this like where girls spill their darkest secrets?” drew rambled on as he looked up from his book, now intrigued by Y/N question.

“well, it’s not that i don’t want you here. it’s just they don’t know about us and i wanted to keep it that way. only the cast knows, and not even all of them know” Y/N let a sigh escape her plump lips. she wanted her best friends to know, yes, but at the same time she really liked the secrecy. not even her family knew about her and drew and that’s how she wanted to keep it, at least for now that is.

“i know i know. i will let you know if it gets canceled. but seriously what do girls do and talk about during a girls weekend?” drew asked with a confused expression plastered onto his face.

“that’s for us girls to know and you men to never find out. also thank you for always being so understanding and caring like all the time. i love you hunny” she cooed to her boyfriend who sat close to her on their shared couch.

“i love you too, angel” the tall, muscular man spoke as he leant over and planted a soft and gentle kiss to his girlfriend’s plump lips.

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it had been three long weeks, of pure excitement and no patience. Y/N had just picked her two high school best friends, ophelia and martha, up from the airport and was headed back to her and her lovers’ place.

“i can’t believe you live in south carolina. like don’t you miss good old nebraska?” martha asked her best friend she hadn’t seen in almost a year.

“uh no, not really. i feel like i’m thriving here. i have a good job, a nice place, some friends. but don’t worry they won’t replace you two babes” Y/N giggled as she smiled.

“i mean, yeah you’re totally thriving here. wait! did you ever learn how to surf like you’ve always wanted to? or golf?” ophelia, who had been sitting in the passenger seat the whole ride back, spoke with pure curiosity.

“uh, yeah? kinda. one of my friends, chase, actually taught me how to surf. the guy knows how to do pretty much anything. i mean he grew up along the coast so he’s been doing it for awhile now. and as for golf, i definitely have had some lessons by another friend but he’s not the best teacher out there. like he ge-“ Y/N was cut off by her phone buzzing, notifying her that she had received a text.

without even thinking twice she then asked “hey ophelia, can you tell me who just texted me? i don’t wanna look while i’m driving because this traffic is horrible” she softly spoke.

“yeah, well it only has the name, woah who’s ‘joseph WITH A SWOONING EMOJI?!”

“DID YOU GET A LOVER FINALLY?!” martha screamed from the back seat of Y/N car.

“okay, for starters chill out. like bring down the volume i’m trying to drive here. and also, no that’s just my friend who i work with. the emoji is an inside joke. he’s actually the one who’s been trying to teach me how to golf. like i said he sucks at teaching” Y/N spat out about her secret lover.

“wait what do you do again? how do i not remember this?” martha asked, embarrassed she couldn’t remember what her best friend did for a living.

“dude she’s a makeup artist for some netflix show, right?” ophelia asked Y/N for confirmation, who hummed in response.

-

the three girls had just pulled into Y/N and drew’s apartment complex, which was near the beach per Y/N request as she had always loved the beach and longed to live near one at some point in her life. she just got lucky to, living with her soulmate near the beach. it’s everything she could’ve asked for and more.

ophelia and martha grabbed their carryons as Y/N tried to help the two women she’d called her best friends for over five years with their luggage. but her best friends of course declined the offer for help. once ophelia and martha gathered their luggage Y/N locked her car, and lead the way up the stairs to her and her lovers’ humble abode.

“the apartment is on the third floor, so my apologies for how tired you two will be when we finally make it to my floor. but hey, at least the view is great!” Y/N exclaimed, beaming with pure joy at the thought of spending the weekend with two women she’d been friends with the longest.

“are we almost there yet” martha huffed out as she trudged her way up the last set of staircases. she was tired already and just wanted to take a seat in a chair or on a couch. it didn’t matter which one at this point.

“yes, marti, it’s right here” the young makeup artist beamed as she unlocked the apartment door, pushing the door open, letting her friends go in first. they made a bit of noise, rolling their luggage on the wood floor as they entered the place, notifying a certain someone, that his lover was finally home.

“babe, you’re back! i tried texting you, anyways i’m about to head out to go shoot some hoops with J.D. an- uh hi?” drew spoke from your guys’ bedroom, as he entered the living room and kitchen area, only to met with three sets of eyes instead of one. as soon as he entered he finished pulling his shirt on, a light blush filling his cheeks as he had not expected to see two extra pair of eyes on him.

“joseph andrew! what the hell are you still doing here? i thought you were visiting your mom this weekend?” Y/N huffed out shakily, not really prepared to be interrogated by her two hometown girlfriends. she looked down at her feet as she felt her lovers’ and best friends’ eyes on her, wanting answers.

“first off, not a ‘hello, my love’ and yeah i texted you, told you my mom had to cancel because she had to work. something about wrapping up for the school year. i’m not really sure. plus, she wanted you to come as well” drew smirked as he walked past his girls’ best friends, lifting her chin up to look into his bright blue eyes. he could tell she was nervous. “why are you so nervous?” he spoke softly, as her friends looked at her.

“um… what’s going on here? WAIT! is THIS the guy who texted you earlier?” martha exclaimed in excitement.

“OH MY GOSH THIS IS THE GUY WHO TRIED TEACHING YOU HOW TO PLAY GOLF!” ophelia belted out with the realization who the guy had texted Y/N earlier was.

“u-uh y-yeah. guys this is m-my boyfriend? drew i’d like you to meet my best friends from back home, ophelia and martha. martha, ophelia, meet my lover, drew” Y/N stuttered out, feeling drew squeeze her hand, in a comforting way to let her know it’d be okay. he knew she didn’t want to tell them yet, but here she was, spilling her biggest secret to her girls. “and yeah, this is the guy who can’t teach me golf to save his life” she chuckled out lightheartedly, trying to lighten the mood.

“it’s not my fault you wear a short skirt every single time” drew mumbled out louder than he’d thought, as Y/N swatted his chest and her two friend chuckled lightly.

“whatever you say. now go play basketball with J.D. because i don’t wanna be blamed for you being late. i’ll never hear the end of it on set” Y/N smiled sweetly up at her lover, who’d bent down and pecked her lips softly, briskly walking out the door. “love you!” drew shouted from behind her” “love you too dumbass!” Y/N hollered back. and with that, drew was gone for the next few hours, leaving Y/N with ophelia and martha.

“i’m utterly speechless!” ophelia exclaimed loudly, not being able to control herself anymore. she’s waited for the day her best friend would find her significant other. and in all honesty, she was worried she never would. mainly because Y/N had a hard time opening up to men and trusting them with everything.

“you know we’re gonna get the dirt about everything out of you later tonight, right?” martha quizzed Y/N as she just giggled in return shaking her head in disbelief.

-

as the three girls got done eating and slightly catching up with each others lives, the front door opened, revealing none other than a shirtless, sweaty drew. the door opening had brought all three women’s attention to who had just entered. “drew, put a shirt on, better yet go take a shower. you smell. i can smell you from here babe. ew. what did you and J.D. do, run suicides?” Y/N scrunched her nose up as her boyfriend came closer to her, wafting his sweaty-smelling self to her.

“actually we didn’t do that. we just played a one-on-one game of basketball. and J.D. was losing per usual and came up with the dumbest rules that aren’t even real! i mean come on, i would know if those rules were real or not. mans a sore loser for sure” drew rambled on, ignoring his girlfriend’s statement to put a shirt on or take a shower request.

“okay, drew, so do you like know every sport or?” martha questioned her best friends boyfriend, eyebrows crunching up with the questioning look she’d given him.

“well, martha, if you’d like to know. i don’t know every sport. i try to act like i do but i typically just stick to mainly basketball and golf because that’s what i’m familiar with. however, i do think i’m a basketball pro” drew grinned cockily, as he rested his hands on Y/N shoulders from behind as he’d been standing behind her dining room chair.

“don’t even” she sighed, letting a giggle escape her mouth, as she spoke to her two friends. it was more of a warning to them, as drew could go on for hours about basketball and all the rules. “babe, go shower please. you smell like a sweaty pig” Y/N bellowed out again to her boyfriend once more.

“fine” drew puffed out, kissing her cheek and walking into their shared bedroom, shutting the door.

“okay i think we need to play for the girls card game and hope we get all the dirt out of you about mr dreamy and you!” ophelia let out, walking to her suitcase and digging the card game out.

“i can make the cocktails while you set up, if you don’t mind showing me where everything is!” martha told Y/N sweetly with a big smile that happened to be very contagious.

“okay fine, the alcohol is in the top right cabinet as well as the glasses. let me clean up the table and we can get started i guess” Y/N smiled nervously as she knew they wouldn’t stop until they knew each detail.

as soon as the three girls sat at the table, the game began. of course Y/N got picked first, picking up the card which was a truth.

“have you ever sexted someone? if so, who?” Y/N read out before continuing “what’s considered sexting?” she blushed lightly as her two best friend started to lightly freak out.

“really? if you have to ask then you totally have. actually it’s you we’re talking about you’ve never talked about doing sexual things through text” ophelia giggled as martha nodded her head in agreement.

“so NOT true. the answer is yes, and as for who, that smelly man is taking a shower. now it’s your turn ms ophelia” Y/N stated matter of factly, leaving her two friends with gaping mouths.

“shut up! no way! wait real quick how old is he again?” martha asked bewildered.

“well i’m 22 and he’s 7 years older than me so that makes him 29” Y/N stated in a smartass tone, sassily.

“WAIT! he’s almost THIRTY?! the guy doesn’t look a day over 24!” ophelia spat out to her girlfriend.

“tell me about it. i thought he was in his mid twenties and was flabbergasted when i found out hes almost thirty” Y/N chuckled out as she ushered ophelia to draw a card.

“give this card to the most likely to have had the most hookups. whelp, looks like i’m keeping this card. i’ll admit it!” ophelia sheepishly shrugged her shoulders. next it was martha’s turn, who had picked up a dare.

“dare. text your partner and tell them you’re pregnant. oh fuck. chad is not gonna like this. hell i don’t even like this” martha huffed out as she texted her boyfriend back home that she was pregnant. now it was a waiting game. “okay your turn ms innocent” martha gestured to Y/N who sat next to her.

“i’m telling you right now, if i get another stupid fucking truth i’m gonna lose it” Y/N grumbled as drew opened their bedroom door, walking out, freshly cleaned and with a fresh set of clothes. he had on his coors lite tshirt that hugged his biceps just right and a pair of blue jeans. it’s almost like the guy couldn’t go anywhere without a pair on. even if he was just chillin in the comfort of his own home.

“language m’lady!” he chirped to Y/N as she got done complaining about what kind of card she’d pick up next. “did you save me any of your homemade cooking?” drew asked her sweetly as he came up from behind Y/N chair again, softly massaging her shoulders, her leaning her head on his right arm in return.

“mmm of course i did my love. it’s in the microwave. hey before you go will you make me another cocktail? maybe a hurricane?” Y/N tilted her head back to look up at her extremely tall boyfriend, with a buzz cut still on show. she really did like that buzzcut and she hated to admit it, but it did things to her. she gently put her left hand on his right which was still sat on her shoulder, running her fingers across the cold metal that adorned them. “hey, you put your rings back on” she mumbled to herself as she played with them some more, waiting for an answer from drew about her cocktail.

“of course i’ll make you a hurricane. anything for you, quite literally” he smirked, bending down and planting a chaste kiss to her jaw, picking up her empty glass.

“Y/N girl pick up the card already” ophelia urged Y/N to pick up the next card. Y/N was praying it wouldn’t be another stupid truth, but of course the gods didn’t listen to her pleads.

“ugh! you’ve got to be kidding me! another truth. oh god. didn’t want to give this out” she huffed and puffed as she kept rereading her card. drew on the other hand wasn’t listening, minding his own business. he’d opened himself a beer, and began making Y/N her cocktail.

“read it!” martha started chanting to her now south carolina native best friend.

“are you a virgin? if not tell about your first time” Y/N mumbled out, getting drew’s attention, as he spat his beer out of his mouth all over the counter. he started to cough in the process, suppressing a laugh. he knew the whole story because he was the one who took it from her. and boy what a story that was.

“you gonna answer it? actually we both know the answer already” ophelia giggled because Y/N had always said she wouldn’t give it up til marriage.

“not true, also drew babe you good?” Y/N blurted out before she could even process her own words, leaving her two best friends utterly shocked.

“i’m peachy. just choked on my beer because i was definitely not expecting this to be that kind of game you girls play on a girls night weekend whatever it is. but yeah, not true” drew winked to his girlfriend’s two best friends.

“spill. answer the card. do it. right now” martha pressured Y/N to spill the details.

“ugh! okay fine. no i’m not a virgin anymore okay?” she blushed profusely, as drew walked over to the table with her freshly made cocktail in hand. he gently sat it down in front of her, going back to grab his dinner from the microwave as it went off.

“okay and? you gotta answer all the questions babes!” ophelia squealed out, taking a sip from her mimosa.

“like was it everything you dreamed of and more?” martha questioned seriously.

“ahh, don’t you even think about it!” drew warned his girlfriend from telling the somewhat embarrassing story of their first time as he sat down at the island near the table.

“hey mr party pooper it’s the rules of the game!” martha blurted out to drew from across the way. drew just laughed lightly, knowing she was right.

“this is awkward. i don’t like that drew’s staring at me! babe stop looking at me with those stupid fucking ocean blue eyes of yours!” Y/N screeched as she giggled, feeling tipsy already.

“babe, i’m just waiting for you to answer the question. that’s all” he chuckled with a smirk plastered on his face as he continued to eat his dinner.

“ugh so it was probably i don’t know 7 months ago. we had just wrapped up filming and we’re all partying. i kinda got a bit tipsy but don’t worry drew was too so don’t go hounding him on this. anyways we went back to his place he’d been sharing with austin, another costar and long story short we thought we were alone but turns out austin had come back early from partying and was actually trying to sleep in the next room over. also don’t worry drew kept asking me if i was sure and blah blah blah. very annoying by the way because i said i was sure and you kept on asking!” Y/N spoke out with hardly any breath left over, glancing at drew who cringed at the thought of his roommate hearing the both of them making love to one another.

“hey now, sorry for trying to make sure you wanted to” drew jokes back to Y/N who just smiled sweetly at him from across the way. “also, all i’m saying is if you weren’t so vocal he wouldn’t have known” drew smirked cockily at you, standing up, carrying his dirty dish to the sink.

“JOSEPH ANDREW STARKEY SHUT UP!” Y/N yelled playfully at him as she walked over to him, smacking his chest, making him let out the biggest laugh of the night.

“drew come draw one card!” martha urged her best friends boyfriend to play one round of their game.

“ugh, fine” he chuckled as he picked up a card, laughing when he read it in his head, before he began to read it out loud. “never have i ever had sex in public…”

“so? have you?” ophelia started to grill not only drew but her best friend, Y/N as well.

“i mean yeah? is that weird? have you guys not?” drew laughed nonchalantly, face plastered with a cocky smile, as if his answer wasn’t a big deal. martha and ophelia sat there, with their mouths wide open in shock.

“stop, wait really?! wait where?!” ophelia, the nosier friend of the two pried.

“the beach at like dusk and also at dawn oh and the communal bathrooms at the tennis court” drew blurted out, causing his girlfriend to scoff at him spilling the details. this just caused her two best friends to giggle.

“so, this, this is the guy that cracked the Y/F/N Y/L/N? some tall guy, who’s super cocky, and who’s by the way WAYYYY better looking than any other guy we went to school with?” ophelia spoke loudly, in shock that her best friend who had said for all these years she’d wait until marriage, cracked.

“yes, what can i say, he’s the sweetest, goofiest and between us three the nerdiest guy i think i’ve ever met in my life” Y/N chuckled happily as drew had his chest pressed against her back, thick arm wrapped around her body as he gazed down at his girl lovingly.

“hey, i’m not that nerdy!” drew attempted to defend himself but failed majorly. “babe you double majored and read very old books in your free time. you’re very nerdy” Y/N smiled up at him, gently scratching his scruff covered jaw.

“wait hold up hold up! he DOUBLE MAJORED?! i couldn’t even succeed with that and you know me. i’m like pretty smart. i’m intrigued. like i was not expecting this at all” martha spoke still flabbergasted by the whole situation.

“uh yeah i did double major. not that big of a deal. also hey babe before i go read my new book, tell me, did you ever finish east of eden?” drew looked down at Y/N quizzically.

“almost. i have like three chapters left. once i finish i promise i’ll talk to you about my thoughts on the book” Y/N smiled sweetly, pulling him down so she could give him a passionate kiss. “love you” Y/N mumbled against drew’s lips, as his hands cupped her waist, as she stood on her tippy toes. “i love you too. don’t stay up for too long. i need your cuddles to sleep” drew smiled shyly down to his girl, before he strolled his way to their bedroom.

“so tell me, was he big?” ophelia raised her eyebrows wanting to know all the deets on her besties new man.

“don’t you even fucking dare answer that baby” drew yelled, turning his head back, smirking, as he approached the bedroom door, opening it and entering. just in time for Y/N to whisper out a response.

“have you not seen how tall and muscular he is? hes a big boy, you do the math. hes definitely not small” Y/N winked at her two best friends who started to squeal out. drew, who had just sat down on the bed, back against the wall, just smirked to himself, shaking his head as he heard his girl gossip about him, not having a care in the world that she just spilled some personal information. he really enjoyed hearing her gossip and flaunt about him. he always had. and always will.

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[thefallennightmare]

Miracle-twenty three

*gif created by me. feel free to use, simply give credit*

Pairings: Noah Sebastian x Reader

Warnings/Tropes: forced proximity, slight enemies to lovers, slow burn, smut, angst, fluff, mentions of death, and swearing.

Summary: Reader is the merch girl for Bad Omens. It wasn't what she wanted to do with her life but when her mother got sick with Alzheimer's, reader took a job where she could to help with the costs. She thought it would be a one-time gig but the longer she was on the road with them, the harder she fell for Noah Sebastian; even if he wanted nothing to do with her. She needed a miracle to save her mom and her future.

Author Note: Hopefully this will keep y'all fed until the last chapter. WHICH I'M GOING TO CRY WHEN I POST THE FINAL CHAPTER TOMORROW. OMG. anywhoo, enjoy the smut.

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"Noah?" I called out into the dark room, an uneasy feeling settling low in my belly.

It was late, the show in Paris ending a few hours ago. I hung back to help the crew tear down while Noah and the rest of the guys headed back to the hotel. They were exhausted as we were nearing the end of our month-long tour overseas with only two shows left and the thought of being able to go back home to sleep in our own beds made all of us giddy with excitement.

Home.

The place that Noah and I were slowly making ours before we had to leave. I was still very apprehensive about moving in with Noah because Jolly was living there but they both reassured me it was fine. It was a nice feeling to be wanted by someone and not in a sexual way. In a way that made your heart soar when they walked into a room or when they remembered to pick something up that you like from the store when they went earlier. I made a comment about how much I loved having iced coffee every morning so what did Jolly do? Bought four boxes of coffee and a specific machine that I could make the coffee iced.

The night before we left for the tour, I told Noah that I needed to run out to get something from the store. It was late in the evening, and he did not want me to go out alone to get it, so he offered. Immediately, I denied saying I was fine to go alone.

"Angel, just tell me what you need. I can run to the store and get it for you. You should stay in bed, it's already late."

"No, I can run to grab it. It's bad enough I have to ask my boyfriend for money so I can buy it, the last thing I need is for you to be the one that goes to the store for it." I quickly threw on my jacket and shoes so he couldn't stop me.

Noah chuckled while running a hand through his hair. "What, do you need tampons?"

My body stilled as I stared up at him.

"Oh, shit," he uttered. "You do need tampons."

"Yep," I said popping the 'P'. "So I'll be back in half hour."

Noah knew how stubborn I was but so was he so we ultimately agreed that we would go together. He ended up stocking the cart with atleast a three-month supply of tampons and pads also throwing in whatever sweet I was craving. My heart nearly soared out of my body when I saw him throw a large fuzzy blanket into the cart as well.

He shrugged. "It's heated. I'd figure it would help with the cramps."

That night he also bought me whatever else I would need to feel comfortable in the house since I lost everything in the fire. I only allowed him to buy me the essentials; toiletries, clothes and shoes, but I drew the line when he tried to buy me a new laptop. It was a pricey one where I could edit all the pictures, I took for their social media page when I went back to work.

"That's way too much money, Noah," I said with a stern voice. "I can save up some money to buy myself one. I'm sure Bryan has an old laptop I could use."

Bryan had one, even offered it to me, but Noah turned down his offer. All because when I went to open my suitcase after arriving in Europe for the first show, there was a brand new laptop still in its box with the plastic right on top of my clothes.

I remember being so pissed at Noah. I didn't talk to him for a few hours but eventually he wore me down, with his tongue, and I accepted the present with so much gratitude; with my lips wrapped around his cock.

The first night of tour, I was stoked to get back to work until I realized I didn't have a camera, that was until Bryan let me have an old one of is.

"It's a little older than the one you had, but I figured it would work for now," He pulled me into a side hug.

I wrapped my arms around him, heart aching with the amount of small gestures everyone in the band and crew had done for me. "Thank you."

Folio lifted my spirits whenever the bad thoughts crept back in my mind. A few nights ago, I woke up from a terrible nightmare. Noah was out with Nick and Jolly at a bar right down the road from our hotel in Ireland. It was the first night Noah wouldn't be by my side when I went to sleep since the fire and he was very nervous too. I reassured him I'd be fine because the nightmares stopped for a few weeks so when it clawed its way through my brain; I woke up with a shrill scream.

Flames tickled my skin, burning it right from the bones, as I reached for Noah to save me before falling into the dark depths of my death.

Folio's room was right next to mine and when he heard my screams, he texted me to make sure I was alright. I responded with a one word response.

No.

He stayed with me for the next hour until Noah returned, who was upset that I hadn't called him to let him know what happened.

"I didn't want to bother you," I blew out a shaky breath as he cupped my face.

"Angel, you could never bother me. I love you."

The last few days, though, I've noticed that Noah, Bryan, and Matt had been talking amongst themselves a lot but stopping as soon as I entered the room. At first it didn't bother me but now, it was making my mind race with what the hell they could be talking about. I couldn't dwell on it though because while I pack up my things to return to the hotel room tonight, Noah texted me he would be waiting up for me. Although the dark hotel room said otherwise.

"Noah?" I said again, this time flicking on the lights to the room.

I gasped when a hand wrapped around my throat from behind, cool leather pressing against the heated skin as a deep voice spoke.

"You're late."

Goosebumps pricked at my skin and I dropped my bag to the floor, ice cold fear filling my veins.

"I'm sorry. I didn't realize what time it was," I tried to explain through my shaky voice.

He breathed me in then let go of his grip around my throat, pushing me forward slightly. Suddenly the room was blanketed in darkness again and I tried to maneuver my way through the dark until the bedside table lamp clicked on, a warm yellow glow showcasing the man that sat on the edge of the bed right in front of me blanketed in his own darkness. He slowly removed the hood of his jacket, his face covered by the black ski mask. It was as if he redressed himself after earlier.

Holy. Shit.

"Take off your dress," his deep voice demanded.

With a squeak, I shed off my black sundress with ease letting it fall to the ground at my feet. I stood in front of him in nothing but a matching red bra and panties set. Because of the mask, I couldn't tell if the sight of me affected him or not.

"On your knees."

I was on my knees so fast the carpet beneath my skin burned.

"Off."

One word that held so much power it made my body shiver with pleasure. Feeling cheeky, I unhooked my bra and slung it into his lap, the red lace contrasting to the darkness of his pants.

"Oops," I shrugged innocently.

His lips twitched into a scowl and hooked a finger towards me, beckoning over. My mouth ran dry when I realized I was in trouble and rose to my feet.

"No. Crawl to me."

Oh, so this is how it's going to be.

Whatever reserve I have about doing this was far gone along with my dignity. He wants me to crawl to him? With fucking pleasure.

The carpet scratched at my palms and knees until I stopped right in front of him and peered up at him through dark lashes. A gloved hand cupped my chin and forced me to look deeper into his eyes; dark and not a hint of the brightness I adored.

"You want to please me, don't you?"

I eagerly nodded. "Please."

His thumb brushed over my bottom lip. "Good girl. Take my cock out."

The sound of his belt clinking to the ground and then a zipper echoed in the eerily quiet hotel room and soon, his thick cock sprung free. Pre-cum built at the head and I licked my lips, wanting a taste, but his grip on my chin tightened.

"Not yet. I need you to put your hands behind your back."

Once my hands were clasped together, he stood to his feet, hard cock right in front of my face and I whined when the pre-cum now spilled onto my lips.

Such a fucking tease.

He bent over my head to tie my hands together with his belt, pulling it tight.

"How is it?" His voice was lighter than he'd been using, full of concern.

Our facade slipped away for a moment as I smiled up at him. "I'm good, trust me."

His thumb grazed over my cheek then slipping back into character, he sat back onto the bed with his hand wrapped around his cock.

"Open."

Mouth wide for him, I moaned around his cock as it slipped between my lips finally getting a taste of him. I bobbed my head up and down the length as much as I could; the head hitting the back of my throat, but I didn't gag; I wanted this to be perfect for him.

He deserved this after the hell of a schedule he's had.

"Such a good girl," his head fell back in ecstasy when my tongue flattened against the underside of his cock.

I moaned in agreement as I continued to suck him despite the pain in my jaw. His hips raised up in my face so he could bury his cock deeper in my throat while his hand pulled tight at the ends of my hair. He was close I could practically taste it but before I could beg him to cum; he pulled me off of him with a loud pop echoing throughout the room.

"On the bed," he grunted while lifting me to my feet.

I scrambled onto the bed as best as I could since my hands were still tied behind my back. Both gloved hands gripped my hips as he helped me face the mirror on the wall to my right and I nearly came at the sight that stared back at me. Drool stuck to my face, mascara running down my cheeks from how hard I was sucking, and lips swollen from the thickness of his cock.

I was a mess, but he didn't mind because he all but ripped my panties off, leaving me bare in front of him while he remained fully clothed in his concert gear, mask and all.

He pushed my upper body down to the bed while my ass was raised in the air, the cool air from the fan causing my skin to rise with pricks. My pussy shivered with desire when I watched him in the mirror stare hungrily at me, tongue darting out to wet his lips.

"I'm so fucking hungry, angel," he groaned.

I pushed my ass back towards his face. "Stop fucking teasing me-."

A hard smack to my ass echoed in the room and I mewled in pain at first then pleasure seconds after.

"Such a nasty mouth. Did my cock not teach you anything?"

I feverishly nodded. "Yes, it did."

Through the mirror, I noticed him tilt his masked face to the side while a gloved finger brushed over my wet folds. "Yes, what?"

"Yes, king," I moaned.

He rewarded me by slipping a finger in me, knuckle deep as he fingered me hard and fast.

"Oh god," I buried my face into the blanket beneath me.

His large body loomed over my back and left kisses along my spine. "Remember angel, there's no God here just us."

"Yes, fuck that feels so good," I gasped when he slipped another finger inside of me.

The feeling of his cloth gloves felt different but in such a good way. Through lidded eyes, I looked int the mirror to see his cock was still out of his pants; red and hard. Angry as it begged for release with the cum that dripped down to the bed.

His name fell off my lips as I begged for his cock. While his fingers were long and could reach that spot with ease, I needed the thickness of him to feel full.

"What do you want?" He purred while brushing his lips over my back, fingers slowing to an unmoving pace now.

"Please, I want your cock."

He hummed in response. "Anything for you, angel."

I screamed out as he pressed himself deep inside of me with one fast snap of his hips. One arm wrapped around my stomach from behind, enclosing my tied hands to his stomach, while his other hand kept us upright on the bed, palm flattened right next to my face. He tossed off one glove I didn't know when and when the small design of the back angel wings tattoo on his thumb became clear, my heart warmed and doubled in size.

Fuck, I really love this man.

"Noah," I moaned when I felt my orgasm build to a fever high, it needing to snap before it took me under.

He lifted me from the bed to adjust our position so we both were on our knees in front of the mirror. With his free hand, he spread my legs wider apart, and I leaned my head back against his chest with the new angel making him all of my most sensitive places all at once.

"Look at yourself," he demeaned.

I was exhausted but did what he asked by looking in the mirror, the sight so unholy. A man in a mask and dressed in black spearing me wide open on his cock.

"You're beautiful, angel," he praised with a hard thrust.

"Mine."

Thrust.

"Fuck," his burrowed his lips into my neck to bite down hard on the skin.

My throat was dry, raw, and I could barley make a noise as my orgasm finally ripped through me with such force I fell limp in his arms, my arousal coating his dick and pants.

"I love you," Noah moaned as he finally spilled himself into me, coating my walls.

We sat there for a long moment to let our breathing fall in slow sync with eachother then Noah gently laid me on the bed so he could remove the binds from my wrists. He rubbed the red marks before brining them to his soft lips, peppering it in kisses.

"Are you alright?"

I gave him a blissed out, goofy smile, and nodded. "More than alright. Thank you for this, Noah."

He made a noise low in his throat as he bent down to press a kiss to my lips.

"I should thank you, angel. This might have been my idea, but you were comfortable with it," he said while covering me with the blanket.

I held it to my exhausted body as I watched him remove the mask from his face, chocolate waves of his hair sticking up in many directions. Sweat beaded at his eyebrows and ran down the side of his face.

"I don't understand how you can perform three songs in that getup," I shook my head with a laugh.

Noah chuckled as well as he shed off the jacket and black shirt, now only wearing his black briefs and blank tank.

"The ladies love it," he walked over to the other end of the room.

I hummed. "Yes, they do."

Noah fiddled with something that was poised on the table in the room pointed directly towards the bed and mirror.

"Did you get what you needed?" I wondered with a cheeky smile.

He held the camera up towards me, the bright red light still blinking. "Sure did. Anything you want to say to the camera?"

I flipped it off. "If anyone sees this Noah Sebastian, I'll cut out your vocal chords."

Noah's vibrant laughter bounced off the walls of the room as he shut the camera off, letting it rest on the floor at our feet before he crawled into bed with me. He pulled me into his chest and left a chaste kiss on the back of my shoulder.

"I really should shower," I noted.

Sweat covered every inch of me, and I was a sticky mess between my legs.

Noah yawned while turning off the lights, drowning us in that same darkness from before. "In the morning, angel. Let's get some sleep."

#noah sebastian #noah sebastian and reader #noah sebastian x reader #noah sebastian reader insert #noah sebastian smut #forced proximity #enemies to lovers #slow burn

[erooca]

daycare pt. 2

ellie williams x reader

description: ellie williams is forced to work at a daycare. in part two, she gets more comfortable with her new job and with you. 2.5k words

omg im so happy a lot of people liked the first one!!! i hope u guys like this one too. i love writing ab ellie and am open to any suggestions you may have!!

part one: https://www.tumblr.com/erooca/724971592933834752/daycare

ever since you met ellie, you started seeing her more around your campus. every once in a while, y’all would go study together or maybe grab a coffee, but she’s never invited you back to her dorm before, at least not until right now.

like the gentleman she is, she held the door open and you walked in, instantly getting hit with the scent of ellie. specifically a nice, light scent of tobacco vanilla, which felt very on point for the freckled girl.

her dorm was small, smaller than yours since she had one to herself, while you shared with roommates. all that was in here was a bed, a desk, a mini fridge, storage, and a door leading to a bathroom.

her back wall was filled with little sketches everywhere. you knew she liked to draw, but you had no idea it meant this much to her. you took in all the drawings, examining them one by one. you see sketches of horses, dinosaurs (no surprise there), sunsets and just a lot of landscapes in general, and you see a few of an older looking man. you assume it’s her father.

ellie is watching you nervously as you examine all her drawings. she was scared as shit that you were finally in her dorm, but she also had a tingling feeling in her heart because you were surrounded completely by her and only her at the moment. she could get used to this.

it had been two weeks since her first day at the daycare. for two whole weeks, her thoughts have been plagued by you. she was loving it. she loved spending a full eight hour shift with you. just to see you, she would even come in five or ten minutes early.

she wasn’t very secretive about her crush on you. she did a lot of things for you. if you went on break earlier than her, she’d pick you up something to eat and would forbid you from paying her back. she would also buy things you had mentioned you needed for the classroom. one time, she even brought you a candy bar since she noticed you weren’t as energetic as your usual self.

even after all these gracious gifts, you were oblivious. it drove ellie insane. she really didn’t want to have to confess it out loud to you. she was really hoping you’d just take the hint and ask her out yourself. ellie has a bit of a hard time with rejection and she can’t imagine pouring out her feelings to you just for you to tell her you didn’t feel the same about her.

“hey.. is this one of king’s drawings?” you said, pointing at a colorful and bright picture. it had two stick figures with a hell of a lot of scribbles.

“oh yeah, he said he drew it for me,” ellie smiled, reliving the memory. king had told her it was a drawing of her and him hanging out together. ellie asked if she could keep the drawing and of course king said yes.

“that’s so sweet,” you smiled brightly. you were so happy ellie already made a strong connection with one of the students. the best part about working with kids is seeing the way you influence them and make them better humans.

ellie nodded.

“so, did ya’ wanna order pizza and watch a movie?” ellie asked.

“that sounds like a perfect way to relax after a week of working.”

you guys settle onto ellie’s bed (since there’s no couch) watching a random movie on netflix waiting for the pizza.

it was a really good night. you wish you could spend every night like this.

the next monday, you were eagerly waiting for ellie to enter the classroom door. you were so excited to see her. you guys had such a great time on saturday, and you couldn’t wait to be in ellie’s presence again.

when the door opened, all the children screamed out ellie’s name, getting up to go give her a hug.

“ellie!! guess what my mom did this weekend!!” a blonde girl named charlie asked.

“i went to the park yesterday ellie!!” pippa told her.

“hey! hey! ellie!” another kid called for attention.

ellie laughed and listened to each of the kids one by one. it warmed your heart so much seeing your students gathered around ellie, telling her stories and giving her hugs. you felt like you could burst from the warmth that spread throughout your body.

when she was finished, she got up and locked eyes with you. she greeted you and that was when you noticed two starbucks cups in her hands. she sheepishly handed one of them out to you.

“ellie, you shouldn’t have done this,” you said, taking the cup from her even though it contradicted your words.

“gotta get a coffee for my favorite coworker,” her lips rose into a half smile.

you brought the drink up to your lips and sipped. you’ve had starbucks countless times, but this one tasted different. it tasted amazing and you know it’s because it was ellie who bought it for her. you thanked her.

the day continued on as usual. while you were outside, you watched as the kids ganged up on ellie to chase her and take her to “jail”. you watched her run, taking the game a little too seriously. it made you think how she’d probably survive a zombie apocalypse, if it ever happened.

she easily got cornered and king tugged her hand, leading her to the fence. some of the other kids did a locking motion, acting as though ellie was chained to the fence.

“don’t get out!!!” one of the boys, william, said.

you made your way over, innocently.

“how’s jail?” you ask.

“oh, ha ha,” she said sarcastically, then her eyes lit up, as if she had a great idea, “hey.. unlock me!” she said, glancing at her hands.

“you do realize you aren’t actually locked in, right?” you ask, laughing.

ellie scoffs. you follow through with her request anyway, motioning an unlocking gesture. then ellie bolted.

“HEY! they let ellie out! get both of them!” one of the kids yelled.

now both of you were running for your lives from a big group of three year olds.

once you guys came inside, you had lunch, and then nap time. when the kids woke up, you opted to do floor toys and just keep them all on the colorful alphabet rug.

you sat with the children, watching them build with the duplo legos. they were each having you look at what they made. you praised them each time, suggesting they add a different colored block or make it taller. soon, you felt a bit tired so you laid down onto the carpet.

this turned out to be a bad idea when half of your students rolled on top of you, leaving you no room to even move. all you could hear was the sounds of your three year olds giggling, as they tortured you.

you called out for help from ellie but was met with the response of laughter coming from her.

wow. your own friend. you thought up your revenge plan quickly, “everyone!!!” you shouted, catching their attentions, “go give ellie a kiss!!”

“what? no- no,” but it was too late. the kids ran up to her, giving her kisses on her arms and hands. a few even gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“payback,” you smirk at her, watching as she’s trying to control the kids now.

“oh you’re evil,” she responds, playfully narrowing her eyes at you.

the rest of the day went by fast, but this time ellie wasn’t leaving when you got down to less kids. maria had asked that you go through all the cleaning duties with her that are required for closing. you agreed, obviously excited to spend even more with her. you decided to wait until all the children were gone to start teaching it. it would allow you to give ellie your full focus.

all the kids were called to leave one by one and soon it was 6:00 and all the kids had went home. it was just ellie and you in the room. you could already feel the intense butterflies moving through you. god, your crush had gotten bad.

ignoring the feeling in your stomach that was so extreme it almost hurt, you showed ellie the closet.

“so we keep the vacuum and broom in here, and all of the cleaning chemicals. there’s bleach water, soapy water, floor spray, and a bathroom cleaner,” you explain to ellie.

you went inside to pull out the vacuum but with a mighty tug, the vacuum wouldn’t come loose. it was stuck in between the children’s mats. you said a naughty word but kept trying.

“here, let me help,” ellie said from outside the closet, stepping inside.

“wait! don’t let the door—“

click

“shut..”

“oh fuck. did i just lock us in here?” ellie asked, wide eyed as soon as she heard the click of the lock.

“uhh.. yeah. you did. it’s alright, i’m sure someone will find us soon,” you said, hopeful.

the closet wasn’t super tight, but it definitely wasn’t spacious. you were a little too close to ellie for comfort. you could already feel your heart racing. someone better find you guys soon, or you might have a heart attack.

“i’m gonna see if maybe i can like.. jam the door open,” you said, trying to switch spots with ellie so you were closer to the door. you couldn’t ignore the way your skin touched hers in an effort to get across.

you started wiggling the handle with all your might, trying to move it up, down, and side to side. it wasn’t budging.

“try moving it like this,” ellie had found her way right behind you. she rested her hand on the door handle where yours was. your pinkies overlapped and ellie started jiggling the handle too.

you looked to your side and noticed she had her other hand resting on the door, for support, to the right of your head. she was basically leaning over you, trapping you within her arms.

“yeah we’re not getting out of this any time soon,” ellie states, letting her hand rest on the door knob.

you finally turned around to face her and it both hit you how close you both had gotten. your back was against the door and she was right in front of you, only maybe a foot away.

ellie felt a dust of pink wash over her cheeks as she realized how close she was to you. she hadn’t meant to position you like this, but she wasn’t complaining.

ellie was keeping her eyes locked with yours and neither of you guys made an attempt to move. you could hear as her breath was moving more rigid.

it was becoming too much for you, and you glanced down, forcing your head to look at the ground. you tried to relax your heart that seemed as though it was clawing out of your chest.

a soft hand rose to the bottom of your chin, and pulled it upwards, forcing you to look back at ellie.

“don’t.” ellie whispered, not taking her eyes off of you.

you don’t think you’ve ever desired someone as much as you desired ellie right now. you were so close to grabbing her face, giving her as many kisses as she deserved, but instead you stood still, frozen under ellie’s dominant position.

ellie took the hand from your chin and moved it to gently tuck a wisp of hair behind your ear, “wanna see your pretty face…” she let her hand rest on her cheek.

your whole face turned a blushy color at her words. how was this girl you met only a few weeks ago making you sink into a puddle?

“ellie..” you breathed out, scanning her face, trying to decipher any thought she might have. from up this close, you could see how irregular her pattern of freckles were. how they were different shades of the same color. you could count them all from this position, and you happily would.

“can i please kiss you?” ellie asked, in almost a puppy dog voice.

you didn’t trust yourself with your voice right now (hell, you’d probably accidentally propose to her), so you gave a sweet nod.

she took a step closer to you, bodies mere inches from colliding, she watched your eyes and glanced to your lips.

“are you sure?” she asked, wanting to confirm that this is genuinely what you wanted. her eyes went back up to yours and she searched them.

instead of answering, you moved forward closing the gap. your soft lips met with her chapped ones. ellie made a noise of surprise at your sudden movement, but easily got comfortable, kissing you back.

she pulled back after a moment, but stayed close to your face.

“holy fuck,” she breathed out, trying to regain any sense of herself she had previously.

before you had a chance to say anything, she reconnected her lips with yours. she placed her hands on your hips, pulling you in closer. you crossed your hands around her neck. you don’t ever think you’ve felt this kind of rush before. all you knew was that you wanted ellie closer. you wanted to be surrounded by her completely. now that you’ve kissed her once, you don’t think you’ll ever be able to stop kissing her.

she slowly started kissing along your jawline, and then trailing her lips down your neck. you giggling at the sensation from the way it tickled your skin.

ellie liked the way your throat felt under her mouth. she continued to leave soft kisses all on you. you could feel your hunger for her grow stronger and stronger.

just then the door swung open, leaving you to fall on the ground, and ellie tumbling over you. you both groaned in pain.

maria stood in front of you two’s lying bodies. she cleared her throat awkwardly. it was obvious she saw what you guys were doing before you fell.

“i’m not gonna talk about what i just saw, but how many times have i told you not to let that door shut??” maria said, only acting angry to wash away the awkward feeling of walking in on her (basically) niece making out with one of her best workers.

“it was my fault, maria. i let the door close,” ellie said, taking the blame. she stood up from the ground, and then held out a hand to you. you gladly took it and she pulled you up.

maria sighed in frustration, “don’t let it happen again, and get this room clean. we lock up in 15 minutes.”

as soon as she leaves the room, you erupt in giggles, thinking of how shocked maria’s face was. ellie joined your laughter, just now realizing how silly the situation had become.

knowing there wasn’t any time left to dilly-dally, you two sped cleaned the room.

you hoped the next couple days would be full of more closet kisses, more of those loving looks ellie had given you today, or even wishful touches throughout the hours.

unknown to your knowledge, ellie was planning on giving you every single one of those for the rest of her life.

#ellie williams #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #ellie x y/n #ellie x reader #ellie x you #the last of us #tlou x reader #tlou2 ellie #ellie the last of us #tlou fic #tlou part 2 #tlou fanfiction #ellie tlou #tlou 2 ellie #ellie x fem reader

[deerspherestudios]

The new day was incredible! 😭 ive played the first demo several times before and i can tell you changed up some of the script but it just added more to experience

Day 2 omg , i got so so many fireflies butterflies , i really liked that we could finally comfort him about his looks this was my favorite part it was so cuteeeeee

When he pulled up the chicken i swooned fr ,im a bird mom myself and I have a chicken so (the way you drew them was so adorable )😭💕 the scene gave him the farmer boy aesthetic and i couldn't stop simping

The flower field scene was magical too omg :") when he plucked the flower and put it in our palm i almost cried

Now the last scene after the confront by the river , i couldn't stop blushing at all

he reminded me of a cat 😔

I really loved it! Im definitely looking forward towards future updates ♡

Waaa tysm ;;v;!!! I love knowing which parts people loved abt the update, and I'm glad the changes to Day 1 improved upon it!! I'm excited as ever to work on Day 3 :-D

#mushroom oasis vn #jar of fireflies

[miguelswifey04]

Miguel and reader getting SUPER emotional because it's their daughter's qinceanera! Their little baby is growing up so fast, they remember when she was barely walking!

yess omg i wish i had my quinceañera :(

miguel o’hara x spouse! reader (fluff)

celebrating your daughter’s quinceañera

the day had finally arrived — your daughter's quinceañera. it was a bittersweet moment, filled with equal parts pride and nostalgia. miguel and you couldn't help but reflect on how quickly time had passed, reminiscing about the days when your daughter was just a small, curious child exploring the world on wobbly legs.

as you both stood by her side, watching her twirl in her elegant gown, emotions overwhelmed you. tears welled up in your eyes, brimming with a mix of joy and a tinge of sadness. it felt like yesterday when you held her in your arms, and now she was stepping into young adulthood.

miguel, usually composed and collected, couldn't hide the emotions that shook his voice as he whispered, "she’s growing up so fast, mi cielo. it feels like just yesterday she was learning to walk." you nodded, feeling the lump in your throat as well. "i remember her first steps, her first words. it feels like a lifetime ago."

as the celebrations continued, you both stole glances at each other, sharing the weight of your emotions. every time your daughter smiled, danced, or laughed with her friends, it was a reminder of the incredible person she had become. and through it all, you couldn't help but feel a deep sense of awe and gratitude.

during the father-daughter dance, miguel held your daughter close, his eyes welling up with tears of pride. the music swayed, matching the rhythm of his heart as he whispered words of love and encouragement, promising to always be there for her.

in that moment, time stood still. the world around you blurred as you watched the bond between father and daughter deepen, an unbreakable connection etched into their souls. miguel’s love and nurturing had shaped her into a confident, compassionate young woman, ready to face the world.

as the night drew to a close, and the two of you watched your daughter exchange smiles and laughter with her loved ones, you knew that this milestone was just the beginning of an incredible journey for her. and though it brought a pang of nostalgia, you felt a renewed sense of hope, knowing that she would carry the love, values, and strength you had instilled in her.

with the quinceañera celebrations winding down, miguel wrapped his arm around you, drawing you in for a tender embrace. in the depths of his eyes, you saw mirrored the love, pride, and a hint of melancholy you felt in your own heart.

“our little girl is growing up," he murmured, his voice filled with a mixture of joy and longing.

you nodded, tears streaming down your cheeks. "yes, but no matter how old she gets, she'll always be our baby. and we'll be here to support and guide her every step of the way."

in that moment, as you leaned against each other, you found solace in the knowledge that together, as a unified force of love and support, you would always be there for your daughter. and as you looked ahead into the future, you cherished the memories of her childhood and eagerly anticipated the new adventures that awaited her.

tags 🏷️!! @kairiscorner @astro1bloom @obi-mom-kenobi @meeom @sabcandoit @emiemiemiii

#spiderman atsv #spider man: across the spider verse #miguel o'hara #atsv x reader #miguel o’hara x reader #🌱 lin writes #miguel spiderman #miguel o’hara x y/n #lin’s asks #♡´･ᴗ･`♡ lin answers #miguel o’hara x gn reader #miguel o’hara fluff #miguel o’hara imagine #miguel o’hara x spouse! reader #quinceañera

[augustvandyne]

OMG YOU WRITE OF GINNY AND GEORGIA! PLS IM BEGGING WRITE A MAX BAKER X FEM READER!

Sorry for the aggression… No one writes for her🥲

Maybe like R is Ginnys sister (different mom) but she never knew her mom bc she dropped her off at Zions w a note and a DNA test or something. Maybe she does online school bc she’s always travelling w Zion then she moves with him and goes over to see Ginny, Georgia and Austin bc Georgia was always basically her mom.

She then had her first day at school and meets Max and they both have gay panic and stutter bc yk gay.

Then later Ginny takes her to sit w her friends and Max is talking about this girl she ran into and swears she’s in love and R is just sitting next to Ginny on the end of the table waiting for her to notice she’s there. And she only notices when Ginny asks what the girl’s name was and Max is like, “CRAP! I WAS JUST RAMBLING AND NEVER ASKED HER NAME! SHE KNEW MINE BUT I WOULDN’T SHUT UP TO LEG HER SPEAK! Oh god🥲” and bangs her head on the lunch table and R is like, “My names y/n Miller btw” and Max just slowly lifts her head, and everyone is like ‘how did she not notice the person sitting right mf there! although very max’ then she’s like “I do enjoy the rambling though, it’s cute” then everyone is like ‘oh SHES the girl’ and start laughing at Max. R after saying this gets up and sees her friends from one of her classes and goes to max giving max her phone open on contacts so max can put in her number but she’s just broken. Abby snatches the phone and is like ‘sorry i think you broke her’ and outs in the number. R smirks and kisses Max’s cheek before going off with her other friends.

When she’s out of ear shot Max starts yelling at Ginny, “YOU NEVER TOLD ME YOU WERE RELATED TO A HOT, SAPPHIC MILK CHOCOLATE GODDESS😭 WTF GINNY! I LET UOU DATE MY BROTHER AND YOU DONT EVEN SAY ANYTHING ABOUT YOUR HOT SISTER!”

omg i actually love this. the aggression is very much needed! no one writes for our girl maxine.. she needs the love.

sorry this took me so long.. haha. don’t be afraid to request more. i promise not to take as long this time.

Gay Panic

When you found out you would be moving to Wellsbury for a while, you were through the roof excited.

You hadn’t seen Ginny, Georgia or Austin in a while, and you were beginning to miss your family! A few days after you’d arrived, your dad enrolled you in Wellsbury High School.

Ginny immediately introduced you to her friends. She introduced you to Abby, Norah, and a group of boys that you could care less about.

Your first class happened to be a drama class, where you met Maxine Baker. She drew you in with her vibrant colors and extroverted personality.

The teacher wanted to do an exercise to start out the class, in which the class paired up and acted out a scene of a play of their choice. Max loved the class, but she had no friends in it.

A new face had her intrigued and so she partnered with you.

You suggested Romeo and Juliet—because you can’t go wrong with it. Max stuttered and reluctantly agreed. She tried to get out that you should do the balcony scene, but it came out as a blubbering mess.

The first time you open your mouth, a similar things happen. Red tints your brown cheeks, as you make a fool of yourself.

Normally you can keep your cool around cute girls, but this girl is different. She’s confident and knows what she wants.

The two of you laugh off the stuttering and blushing Max grabs a book off the shelf so the two of you can act out the scene. You lean in close to her and can smell whatever perfume she decided to spray.

The close proximity has both of you blushing again.

Both of you mess up and stutter so much neither of you even finish the exercise before the teacher pulls everyone in to assign the work for the day.

The rest of your first morning is just as exciting. It’s followed by two other classes—art and study hall, where you meet some other girls. After study hall you follow Ginny to the cafeteria where you sit at a table filled with the same faces you saw this morning.

And Maxine.

You are surprised to see her at the table. But it makes sense. All the girls are more quiet than Max, which makes you believe she’s the leader.

Especially because she’s leading the conversation right now.

“So we are like acting the scene out, right, because I swear that our drama teacher hates me,” Max talks fast. “But anyway, we’re acting it out and I swear- I’m in love.”

“What happened to, uh, what’s her name?” Abby chews on a fry as she tries to come up with the name of the girl Max was all about the week before.

“Oh, I’m over her.”

“Already?” Norah barks out a laugh. “That was fast.”

Max glares at her.

“So this girl,” Brodie shrugs. “She hot or what?”

“Uh, gorgeous!” Max shakes her hands all around like she’s have a seizure. “She’s mixed, and kind of looks like Ginny. But she is the prettiest girl I’ve ever met. Like ever.”

“What was her name again?” Ginny rests her elbows on the table.

“Crap,” Max’s face falls. “I was rambling and stuttering and blushing so hard I forgot to ask her what her name was. I told her mine but I didn’t ask. Oh my God. I want to die now. I’m never going to speak to her again.”

As the girl bangs her head on the table, you reach your hand over Ginny and say, “I’m Y/N Miller, by the way.”

Abby’s mouth drops open and she laughs, “Max.. how did you not see her.”

Max is frozen in place. She isn’t blinking, talking, or breathing for that matter. She looks like she might cry.

“Um, are you okay?”

“Don’t worry, she does this all the time,” Ginny waves it off.

“What? Falls in love with girls she just meets?” You laugh awkwardly.

“Has gay panics,” Norah clarified.

“Ah,” You retreat your hand.

Jordan and Abby laugh at Max, whom is still frozen in place.

“Do you think if we nudge her she’ll tip over?” Abby jokes.

“Max, breathe,” Ginny places her hand on Max’s shoulder.

“Thank you for complimenting my looks,” You flash a bright smile. “And I enjoyed the rambling, it’s very cute.”

You see a few girls from your art class and get up to go say hi, stopping near Max, who then takes a deep breath and begins blinking again.

“Here,” you place your phone in her hand and she just blinks up at you. “Put your number in. Your cute. We should meet up some time.”

Abby leans across the table and puts the number in the contacts app, “I think you broke her.”

You smirk and grab your phone out of the redheads hand. You drop the phone into the back pocket of your jeans. Leaning down, you plop a kiss on Max’s cheek.

Max’s eyes widen and she waits for your to be out of earshot before grilling Ginny.

“Virginia Miller! How could you not tell me you were sisters with a hot, sapphic, greek god?!” Max starts freaking out. “What the F?! I let you date my brother and you gate-keep your beautifully gorgeous sister??”

Ginny just chuckles. “She has that effect on people.”

“You better text her,” Norah threatens. “Or I will.”

And Jordan doesn’t even protest.

#ginny and georgia #abby littman #maxine baker x reader #max baker x reader #ginny miller x reader #lesbian

[dropthedemiurge]

Last Twilight Episode 10 Reaction

I wasn't even going to write my own posts of LT but this episode just delivered punch after punch! I couldn't help but comment, so–

I love to see Jimmy and Mark using their dramatic acting microexpressions attacks on my heart, i'm bleeding but I'm fascinated. Sea has grown a lot and acts so believable, I want to praise him. But damn, maybe it's because I actually remember Jimmy and Mark since Bad Buddy, the contrast is huge here. Jimmy also does that thing with the jaw that makes him look more manly and mature, none of the young and mischeivous Wai, in Vice Versa he also didn't reach this level of complexity, I think we all should bow to P'Aof & team for leading him.

I know I should be talking about Day who isn't crying while his family is devastated (he knew and was prepared and felt comfortable as long as he had Mork, they were not prepared) but I am biased... The way Night didn't even dare to touch Day when he wanted to comfort him at doctor office Т_Т And how later, at the dinner table he looked with such disbelief, and hesitantly started teasing Day as sibling again when Day reached out Т_т And how for months he felt he deserved to be silent, torn apart and uncomfortable, yelled at and judged for not taking care of his brother properly.

Noo, my heart!

But also Day and Mork, of course, the way Day bravely said "The last thing I saw in my life was his face", and Mork said "I'm sorry" and I can understand the mom going "you crossed over all lines with ny son, get out of my house", and it's probably huge red HR violation but Jimmy's big teary eyes aaaaah how could she not fold? I saw some comments on tumblr about the show not calling out her being abusive and everything, but I strongly disagree and I think it all makes sense. The strong single mom, the asian family, the unwanted oppression and self-misery that finally cracked during Christmas dinner – I could probably write my view on this in another post but who cares.

Dhskajvs I love how Porjai and Night are "patpraning" Mork and Day, like they are setting up plans to look like accidents just for two undestined lovebirds to be able to sneak out on a date from the parent who shouldn't know about it, very PatPran behavior xD Only friends are the one making it work xD

That's the face of a man giggling because he just declared himself a father and a future husband on his own (oh their mom is going to have a heart attack but who cares). "That's my child" - look at the sky, this night is so freaking green~ I'd say the real winner of that marathon was Night, Day maybe got a medal and a boyfriend but Night got a girl and a kid! xD His confidence is hot, but also I wouldn't hesitate a second as well if I saw Porjai available to be loved, I mean look at her! What a treasure.

I can't believe I was so on board and rooting for a hetero couple in a BL since the very first second but they are still going too damn strong. I love them. I shall draw a fanart.

Omg, pop-up books shout-out in a BL! First time seeing this. Okay, Day and Mork are freaking cute, I usually lose interest when characters start dating but they are so damn adorable and in their happy bubble here! Smiling and goofy Jimmy is all I need in this economy.

Master Aon is slaying on a dance floor, this actor is honestly stealing the show and I love it for him... I like how he shows being advanced and comfortable as visually impaired person in relationship with a girl that can see, the calling out and gestures and the comfort.

P'Aof and his damn heartwarming community scenes, first with MLC and now here, I knew what I walked in and still wasn't prepared for all the EmOtiOns<3

Promoting Oishii as one of the color paints is very creative but all it makes me think of is a VERY relatable situation with actual artists who put tea cup and water for paint on the same table... Yeah xD

Also, sniff kisses are so cute, fight me, westerns.

Lmao, Day even drew Jimmy's poor 5 o'clock shade above the lips fvsjakjahk I wonder which one of the staffs drew it, or was it actually Sea? No matter what, I bet this person had a lot of fun anyway :D

Okay, THERE ARE MORE SCENES THAT MAKE ME ALMOST CRY Poor Night, he was so unloved and judged in this family for a year, I will actually fight everyone to give him his own special beef stew.

He was going to distance himself out of guilt as a self punishment and feelings of 'the hero is here, the villain should vanish' supported by both people closest to him, but Day insisted he's a family and he should stay, reminding their mother of it… Oh no. So many feelings.

Again, it deserves another post. Where I talk about how Night feels like such a man, a protective adult who changed and is able and actively wants to take care of dear people, but who looks and feels like a small punished kid in his own family house. Day too, btw, but he hasn't found as much confidence as he struggles with blindness as well.

But I loved that family having fun scene. I loved it so much. That family trying out cake eating blindly was so nice, oozing of happiness. The curse of misery deserves to be broken, and the kids are the one breaking it, as usual. Mother should remember what's really important - her and her kids happiness, not control that's led by fear. But it's not easy. This is why this scene is so important, and filled with happy and relieved tears. Tbh I didn't feel like P'Aof glossed over the mother-son conflict, it's just that the narration feels... I don't wanna say more asian, it might be different from the sort of justice/revenge what some of the people wanted to see. I understand it and it hits home.

Oh I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING, P'AOF!

Something tells me in a very loud way that this operation won't go well, look at Sea's face! The scene just screams "I still can't see anything". It would be such a P'Aof type of teaser as well, give hope and then trick into the opposite. I can't imagine him actually getting his vision cured. I'll fight myself if that's what actually happens in the next episode. It's a great way to show that you should just keep enooying life instead of regretting the cure.

#last twilight #last twilight the series #last twilight meta #morkday #night #last twilight night #porjainight #dropthemeta #last twilight reaction #tbh this whole post is just mork and night squealing #but yeah this one was such a good episode

[rotten-home]

EVERYONE SHUT UP ROHAN CAMPBELL SANG FUCKING HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME HOLY FUCK

Ramble under the cut but basically

Jeffrey Combs called me cute because I was shy and drew me a birthday cake

Bruce Abbott called me short

William Katt called me beautiful when I showed him my Carrie costume from Halloween and hugged me before we even took the picture

Rohan Campbell made the crowd sing happy birthday to me

Rohan also hugged me and was very nice and spoke gently to me seeing that I was basically about to have a panic attack

Jeffrey, William, and Rohan all have my art now and were a little shocked that I actually drew stuff for them and acted (?) honored when I said they could keep it

Tommy was so sweet like. Sickeningly. I gave him my art and he literally came around the table to hug me. And like. I showed him that I was Carrie for Halloween and he called me beautiful. Teehee. And we took a regular picture and then he was like wait let’s take a prom pose!!! SCREAMS. Anyways. Herbert was so SILLY. He was like oh don’t be shy!!! And my mom called me creepy and he was like no he’s cute!!! And I also gave him my art and he laughed at a doodle I did of Dan yelling at Herbert for putting blood in the microwave and then Herbert as Chococat. And of course he drew a cake. And as he was drawing Dan came over and whispered something in his ear and Herbert was jokingly like GO AWAY!!! Then we went to Dan and he was like oh where are you from and I told him and he’s like wow that’s a cool town name is it cool ajd I was like no nothing goes on and our mall sucks and he laughed at it and when he went to take a picture with me he was like oh jeez you’re short lemme just lean down! And I almost started crying and laughing at the same time. WITH COREY THOUGH. COREY. OOHHHHH COREY. FUCK. Okay. When I first got to him he introduced himself like hiiii I’m Rohan what’s your name!! And again. I am shy. I could not look at him. But I gave him my art and he was like FOR ME??? OMG and he literally stopped everything he was doing to take a picture and he started like. Heavy laughing because I made a doodle of him with the caption “just beefed with a senior citizen” and I was like it’s for you and he was like I GET TO KEEP IT 🥺🥺🥺🥺 and he made the crowd sing happy birthday which. I. Practically died. and he took a picture with me and like. His. His boobie. Was on my arm. He has. Muscles. And he noticed I was like fucking. SHAKING. And he was like can I give you a hug??? And he gave me a hug and he literally leaned down and he was like hey I’m really glad I got to meet you you’re a really great artist I hope you have an awesome birthday and I ALMOST RAN AWAY CRYING

#if you know the convention please don’t say it for my own personal safety #my birthday is the 28th btw #also I waited to post this #conventions are so scary #I spent 240$ I cannot be trusted with money #random #rohan campbell #corey cunningham #halloween ends #herbert west #reanimator 1985 #bride of reanimator #daniel cain #bruce abbott #jeffrey combs #carrie 1976 #tommy ross #william katt

[misplacedfangirl83]

Continuing to rewatch DR ep 13 - 15 :3

Ep 13 Wyldly Inappropriate 

Wyldfyre already with a banger quote lmao

Wyldfyre: These walls of punishment aren’t as fun as I hoped

Damn. The animation is really good 

Frohicky ‼️‼️‼️

Oh god

Awww Pixane

Why does Kreel have a plunger? 💀

Wyldfyre no-

Kai: Kids amiright?

Literally a dad

I hate the lava tides

Kai: You’re describing traps. They set traps to catch you

It’s happy Zane day woooo

Slug: *robot noises*

Zane: That is actually quite offensive.

Kai: If not everyone is having fun it’s not pranking, it’s bullying.

Zane is having an identity crisis

Oh my gosh Zane theme music I’m not okay

Ep 14 The Last Djinn

 Not Broom Pixal 🪦

Djinjago music oh boy

Sora and Nya aww

Nya would be such a good mom

Why is Frohicky using a toothbrush 💀

Nya: Not you Sora, other Sora. Dragon Sora. Sora one.

Andddddd they’re cursed

The howlers have such a cool design

Oh my gosh it’s time

Arakore

Nya protec

Xanth the dragon

“Your wish is yours to keep.”

Chills 

Awww he called nya master of hope

Awww they put together his puzzle

OMG

the puzzle

It’s a dog with dynamite 

That’s a reference to s11

Killow drew it :00

(Ignore me just finally piecing this together lol)

I’d just like to mention that this implies it’s being mass produced now. The art. Is Killow a famous painter now?!?! 

Ep 15 They Call It Doom

Kai is so unimpressed by Dorama

Wyldfyre: Flaming boulders? Awesome!

Arin just info dumping about pie crust

Arin is smug and Lloyd is a tired dad

Lloyd being protective of Arin

Awww little slug man

I love him

I love all of them

Ha! L Rapton

Doom mucus 💀

Wyldfyre W

Wyldfyre L

Kai: This kid is the worst

Yeah right- you know you’ve already adopted her

OHHHHH MY GOSHHHH

they’re in the land of lost things

Rapton looks so silly

Lloyd is concerned

Kai: Do you ever think before you act?

Wyldfyre: Why would I do that?!

Heatwave lets goooo

Awww Arin is worried

Lloyd touched Arin’s shoulder before he left 🥹

It’s salt lol

They broke his mind

Rapton dude…

Common Rapton L

Ooo the Administration

Heatwave NOOOOOOOO

Cole: No one touches these children

I love him sm

I wish I could add more photos ;-;

#lego ninjago #ninjago spoilers #rewatch #ninjago rewatch #lego ninjago dragons rising #arin ninjago #nya ninjago #sora garmadon #ninjago sora #lloyd garmadon #kai ninjago #ninjago wyldfyre #kai is a dad #And Lloyd #And Cole #And Nya is a mom?? #Idk I love them

[11queensupreme11]

this percy and piper situationship is so funny lol. i feel like percy is willfully ignorant about a lot of things so when piper begins getting territorial she may be like huh wonder she's in a mood and go back to dueling with jason. piper would def call her like a whore or something but like no one in camp would agree with her. piper and octavian are shittalkers fr.

like i don't think it would register to percy that this random piper girl is into a boy she just met or that there is a problem with percy and jason's friendship.

also like i lowkey do want to see percy and jason butt heads more. just like with earlier scenes with thalia, jason is also the one of the very few demigods that are able to even compete with percy. like we obvi knows who wins, but their almost-battles have sm tension!!

i also think piper would have a insecurity complex against percy bc she beats the whole pretty feminine girly that's evil and weak trope. like piper's quirky haircut and natural beauty can't compare to percy's effortless bombshell looks (like come on, girl's a victoria secret angel). percy's waters trumps charmspeak anyday and even her mom likes percy waaay more. also, like piper is not very nice and rude a lot of the time but percy is kind, sarcastic, and adorable. percy's also the pretty but doesn't know/acknowledge it which i'm sure infuriates piper bc it's her thing. percy's more well-loved, experienced, and like the greatest swordsmen of her time so piper can't just fight for victory or intimidate her either.

in all, piper can't compete. she also can't do much to percy either except being a bitch. (i also loved ur characterization of drew in the essie book and i'm looking forward to meeting her in act 4).

percy would totally be like "omg what's her damage" every time piper acts cuckoo, but eventually she'd start to see the red flags due to her experience with.... you know.... her yanderes.

THANKFULLY, piper's not god-level crazy like her yanderes, but percy would genuinely start to worry about jason because of her own experience which is why i don't think i can go with the percy vs jason butting heads route 😔

but yes ur definitely right about insecurity piper will feel. if percy was a dude, piper wouldn't care much about him at all because jason's cooler to her, but piper's internalized misogyny is gonna get triggered so bad since percy's a girl in my fic 😭😭😭

"even her mom likes percy waaay more" LMAO THIS KILLED ME 💀 (but ur right tho 🤭)

(also, just to add a little correction, percy DEFINITELY knows she's hot lmao 😭😭 she's grateful for the massive glow-up 🙏 it almost makes up for the constant trauma she's forced to go through)

#👸🏻| asks #👸🏻| arsenic blues

[fruitbasketball]

unfortunately did not get to meet Paige. I also am impatient and didn't feel like waiting. From what I saw on Social media after it seems like she quickly signed some autographs then came back out either before or after media, but most people had left by then. Tbh my friend once tried to wait and she got kicked out because she wasn't family after some time. I will say in warmups Paige always danced to the songs that I stg ever masc lesbian I've ever spoken to likes. I think the Paige and Azzi interaction was the start of the 4thish. Paige's mom, sister, and brother(not Drew) were all there. Paige looked at Azzi a lot. Im ngl I got bored watching the subs so I started at the bench. Like anytime Azzi spoke loud enough for Paige to hear her head WHIPPED. That's all I got folks but enjoy!

omg lauren and ryan appearance that’s adorable

yeah they’re stricter about uconn even at away games like when they played texas at home they kicked us out after soooo fast

psa guys paige is pussy WHIPPED!!!!

#wbb #wcbb #uconn #uconn wbb #uconn huskies #paige bueckers #azzi fudd #ask

[stasiaorleanka]

Love how Reincarnation au Alex has the same name as his mom, kinda bittersweet yk? Also, Rachel would definitely love Nirvana and Mitski (and Eleanor would like girl in red)

Yess yess the girls! yes the names and the music!

So the names came to my mind when I first drew them, and I thought how well them goes with them!!

I imagined Rachel as a girl who was born in the USA and she was growing up in Italy . She likes ancient history, and Nirvana for her is a good option, because it was formed in 1987, and I also thought about Abba! The time when girls are teenangers is the 2000's. (And the beginning year is like 2004, bc then is the 200th anniversary of Hamilton's death and the 250th anniversary of Laurens birthday so it is the right year!)

And about Eleanor's personality I just thought about her when I was listening to “Killer Queen” , a Queen's song! Omg she would like the girl in the red as you say, but this didn't exist in those times! , and she likes the Queen very much! Her mother wants her to be a lawyer, but Eleanor wants to be a singer or fashion designer. She is very beautiful and intelligent! I started writing her first chapter and there are a few words from it!!

"The fresh air fills her lungs and the smell makes her feel more like smoking than breathing, so she takes the cigarette and her hands hold the banister of the balcony. Brooklyn hasn't gone to sleep, because all New York is a city that never sleeps. From her window is a view on the street, when some people are coming back from the places when they sang the songs dear to their hearts. Elenour wishes to be with them, she wishes to sing, to draw and to create, and to laugh with friends, but instead of this she got the law, and all her studies to make her mother proud."

(It's just a draft version but i hope you like it!)

#alexander hamilton #john laurens #amrev #historical hamilton #lams

[annab-nana]

Being a actress in the obx series, a good friend with the cast and have a secret relationship with drew starkey that everybody knows, even the fans, paparazzi, interviews ask the question, teasing at the set. Headcanons pls!!

omg yes of course! here you go my love :))))

warnings: not proofread, i know chase and madelyn aren't together anymore but this is set when they were

❀ masterlist ❀

getting the role of kiara carrera in some boat show wasn't a role you were expecting to turn your life around but it did

it brought you your greatest friends

you couldn't imagine your life without them

it brought you your greatest achievements and opened the door to many more roles

your work in outer banks made you known in your field of work

but most importantly, it brought you the love of your life, drew starkey

going into the show, you obviously became close to rudy, jonathan, chase, and madelyn

but the cast as a whole became really close in general

you guys would hang out all the time

that came with living across from each other during filming

there was something about drew that drew you to him

either his calming nature

his killer smile

his adorable laugh

or just his charming personality and good looks

whatever it was, it had you being near him during any outing you had with the crew

you weren't normally a partier

your social battery drained quite quickly

drew was the same in that sense so you both leaned on each other during the various outings you guys went on after filming

everyone teased you guys, saying that they were waiting on the wedding invite even though you two weren't even together...yet

you and drew liked it when it was just you and him

you two explored the possibility of being more while talking one night and decided to start something in secret, just for you two

since you two started your fling near the end of filming season one, it was easy to keep it from the cast

you two could hang out without them being there

there was less of a chance of running into them

that was until everyone came back together for press

they knew

they didn't say they knew

but they knew

interviewers picked up on something between you and drew and asked questions about if there was something between your characters, kiara and rafe

to which you would scoff out a laugh and tell the interviewer how much kie hated the kooks even though she technically was one

they'd ask if kiara and rafe were even friends and drew would shake his head, telling him rafe looks down on kie for choosing to be a pogue

so then they'd ask why you and drew were so close if your characters weren't

drew froze ever so slightly while you took the lead, explaining that even if kie and rafe hate each other, you and drew still filmed some scenes together and the cast as a whole became super close

drew nodded beside you, trying his best to be inconspicuous

he may be a good actor when he was playing a character

but when it came to keeping a secret, you'd quickly learned he wasn't as skilled in that department

after that, it became pretty obvious

the fans knew

interviewers knew

your castmates knew

other crew members knew

so you guys made it official online

you and drew were out grabbing lunch together

you snapped a picture of him across from you sipping on his water and captioned the photo with three heart emojis, posting it as an instagram story

after checking it with drew, you posted it and put your phone down for the whole meal

once you two ordered, your phone kept buzzing

"should i check it?" you asked drew

he shrugged, "sure, why not?"

the first thing you saw was a text from maddie that read: I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I KNEW IT

then came several other texts from the group chat you shared with the cast which based on the giggle drew let out, he was reading that on his phone as well

then you checked the story

madelyn had reposted your story with a caption that was the same as her text to you

rudy had reposted it as well, captioning it, "mom & dad :)"

jonathan did the same and wrote, "about damn time," for his caption

chase just put a heart on his repost of your story

austin congratulated you both when he reposted it

deion's repost said, "like we didn't already know hahah happy for y'all!"

now with the fan responses, it was a given that they wouldn't all be positive, but a good amount of them were

for that you were grateful

when you all came back together to film season two, the teasing began

"did y'all really think we didn't know?" chase asked

"about as much as you think we didn't know about you and maddie."

"we just wanted something for ourselves before we shared it with the world," drew explained when maddie pulled you to the side

his eyes followed you both and saw the huge smiles on your faces

"i hope you're ready for a lot of double dates with those two," chase piped up, sharing the plans maddie had been planning ever since she found out about you two

"yeah, y/n already told me maddie has been texting her nonstop about it."

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