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sluttywoozi · 1 year

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Sundress Szn | husband!josh x fem!reader

Summary: Husband!Joshua can't get enough of you in your sundress.

Rating: M (18+ MDNI) | Word Count: ~1.9k

Part One | Part Two

Warnings: dom josh, manhandling, semi public, car sex, a couple spanks, fingering, degradation, spitting, loving use of slut, praise, petnames (sweetheart, baby, good girl), lots of cum, panty stuffing

Joshua’s absolute favorite time of year is finally upon him. He always anxiously awaits it, nearly ignoring other seasons and holidays in favor of this time, spending a good chunk of every paycheck buying more ways to celebrate, with no shame or regrets. He just feels happier at this time of year, more content and in love than ever.

If someone asked him what his favorite season was before he met you, he would say spring. Now, he’d say sundress.

Yes, his favorite season is sundress season. It has been ever since he first saw you in one, saw the way it fluttered about your thighs, how much skin it bared, how you behaved in them. How could it not be the best time of the year when most of your sundresses require you to go braless, when the pastels and patterns complement your skin so beautifully, when you twirl in them just for him, just quick enough for him to get a flash of your perfect ass in your panties?

It activates something in him, makes him want to pin you down and fuck you senseless, pump you full of his cum and suck your tits till he’s hard again, shove his cock back inside you and do it all over again.

Because of this, your collection has grown extensively since you got married, half the closet full of sundresses in every color and pattern. He plans dates just for you to wear them, picnics and walks in the park and, like today, trips to the farmer’s market.

Joshua trails slightly behind you, one hand wrapped around yours and the other holding the canvas bag of fruits and veggies. You’re talking about what you can make for dinner with your finds, suggesting the tomato pasta he loves and tugging him towards the lemonade cart, the dress brushing gently against your thighs with the wind. He follows sedately, just slow enough to make you pull him a bit harder, fondly observing the hem of your dress as it swishes higher with each step.

He happily pays for two lemonades, watching you wrap your lips around the straw with heavy lidded eyes and heat in his stomach, and nods with a smirk when you ask if he’s ready to go.

Guiding you to the parking lot, Joshua walks fast enough you have to jog to keep up with him. He mourns the missed opportunity to watch your ass bounce in your dress, but he just knows you wouldn’t have moved quickly enough and he’s starting to feel a bit desperate.

Joshua unlocks the car with a click, opening the back door and handing you the canvas bag, inching closer as you buckle your veggies in and pushing you further into the car when you start to back out.

“Joshua, what-,”

“Come on, in the car baby, there you go,” he breathes, gently shoving you onto your hands and knees and following you into the car before slamming the door shut and clicking the lock. He’s more thankful than ever for remote start when the AC starts flowing, your dress ruffling in the slight breeze and sliding higher and higher under his hands. He wrenches your panties halfway down your thighs, groaning deep in his chest when he sees your slit, already glistening with wetness.

“You know exactly what you do to me in these dresses, don’t you?” Joshua grits out, smacking your ass with one big hand before spreading your cheeks apart so he can lean down and spit on your cunt, mixing it with your wetness with his thumb and sinking it inside you. You whine and wiggle your hips, your hot walls clenching down around his thumb, trying to suck it deeper and likely wishing for more.

“Mmm, my wife is such a slut, I’m so lucky,” he sighs, fucking you with his thumb a few times before sliding three fingers right inside, your pussy fluttering as your walls stretch around the intrusion. You love it though, bucking into his touch and whining his name, one hand flying back to clutch at his where it’s still spreading your ass, your smaller fingers curling around his as best they can.

“You’re so fucking cute, my cute slutty wife, always wet for me, aren’t you?” Joshua asks, expecting an answer and hooking his fingers into your g-spot when all you do is moan, jerking his hand back and forth with enough force to move your hips even with one hand still gripping you tight.

“You know I won’t let you cum if you don’t answer me, sweetheart,” he says with false sweetness, stretching his thumb over to rub your clit softly, giving you just enough pressure to get close but not enough to fall over the edge.

He means it, and you know this, so you gasp out, “‘m always wet for you, Joshua, always,” and he feels his cock twitch, feels it strain against the waistband of his pants, but he implied he’d let you cum if you did answer him, so he circles your clit harder and keeps his fingers curled in you, whispering filthy nothings until you flood his hand and drop your head into the seat.

He should probably clean you up and get you home, but he really wants to know you’re full of his cum on the way back, so he hastily pulls his dick out of his pants and uses the wetness on his hand to slick up his cock and get it ready for you.

“Good, baby? Want me to fuck you?” Joshua whispers, squeezing the hand still wrapped up in his own and dragging the head of his dick up and down your slit.

You squeeze back, nodding and panting in anticipation, trying to rut against him but limited in your movements by the hand clutching your ass.

“You know I need words. Be a good girl, hm?” Joshua dips inside your entrance just enough for the head to pop in, slowly stretching you open and fucking in and out of the tight ring of muscle until you beg, “Yes, Joshua, fuck me, please, please I want you to fuck me.”

“That’s all I needed to hear, baby,” he patronizes, sinking the entirety of his cock inside you in one smooth thrust.

You can take it, he knows, because you take it like a champ nearly every night (and some mornings and afternoons). You know too but you still clamp down on him, your walls undulating around his length and your breath stuttering in your lungs.

He gives you a second to adjust but knows he should wrap this up before the ice in your lemonade melts, so he pulls back and fucks deep inside you, building a quick and steady rhythm until he's pounding you into the backseat of his car. A weak cry leaves you with every thrust, his dick splitting you in half even after all these years, and shit, you’re so hot, fucking drenched for him, and so damn tight on his cock, Joshua knows all he’ll need to reach his orgasm is get you there first.

And, fuck, he wants to cum, wants to make you cum, bends over you and slides his free hand under your hips to pinch your clit between two knuckles, holding his hand still and letting the force of his thrusts do the moving for him. Your back arches and his other hand smooths up to press down on your spine, keeping your hips tilted up and angling the head of his cock so he can hit your g-spot every time he fucks into you.

You’re close, Joshua can tell, so he just keeps going, drilling deep inside you harder and harder until you break with a keening whine, pulling him over the edge with your clenching walls and sweet sounds.

He groans your name, his hand squeezing you hard as his cock jumps and shoots streams of white hot cum inside you for what feels like ages. By the time he’s done, he’s halfway on top of you and resting his head on your slightly sticky back, his dick still twitching and hard within your walls.

Honestly, Joshua could probably fuck another orgasm out of you, but he thinks he’s put you through enough for now and pulls out, immediately plugging you up with his fingers as he works your panties down your legs. It’s tough with only one hand but he makes do, inching them down bit by bit until he can tug them off completely and bring them up to your dripping pussy.

“Ready, baby?” he asks softly, winding your wet panties around two of his fingers.

He grins when you sigh, “Yes, Joshua, ‘m ready,” and withdraws his fingers, replacing them with the ones wrapped in your panties and starting to work them inside of you. He likes when you stay full of him, and you like it too. Usually, he has various toys and plugs he could use to keep all his cum in you but this will work until he can get you home and fill you up again.

Pushing the panties in slowly, Joshua shivers at the sight of your pussy swallowing the fabric, digging his fingers in until just a scrap remains in sight. He can still feel you throbbing, has to resist dropping a hand to your clit and making you cum one more time around his fingers and the panties, but he really does want to get you home so he gently pulls away, making sure the fabric and his cum stay lodged deep inside of you.

He presses kisses to the soft skin of your back as he slowly sits upright, fixing your dress and helping you sit up too, wrapping you tight in his arms and checking in.

“Didn’t go too hard, did I, sweetheart?” Joshua asks in a whisper, lips dragging over your neck.

You shake your head sleepily and begin, “No, Joshie, you’re perfect,” turning your head to shoot him a look and finishing, “and I’m not a slut, I’m your slut.”

Joshua laughs into the cool air of the car and nods, “Yeah, baby, you’re my slut, and I’m your husband, and I love you,” grabbing you by the chin to turn your face enough for him to kiss you sweetly.

“Love you too, babe,” you mumble against his lips. “But I think I squashed the tomatoes,” you pout.

Joshua just grins, responds, “We can get takeout,” and checks that the coast is clear before climbing out of the car and running around to help you, making sure you’re safely buckled before jogging over to his side and sliding in.

You squirm a bit and he turns on the heated seat, lays one big hand on your thigh and waits for your fingers to wind in between his, already looking forward to pulling the panties out and making you cum on his tongue next time.

AN: inspired by this ask!

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sam24 · 4 months

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Metal Arm Cupid

Summary: Bucky didn't know what to expect in the 21st century. But he definitely didn't expect cute girls to barge into meeting rooms and beat people up.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!reader

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Bucky made no attempt to stifle his yawn as he pretended to listen to the debrief (that was looking more like an argument to him) that was going on way too long for his liking, earning a sharp glare from Steve, but Bucky could tell that deep down, Steve wanted to hightail outta there too.

“Stop taking all the credit, Josh. I was the one who stabbed him. You just sat there and watched like an obese cow.”

Josh (Bucky thought his name was Jack until now) scoffed. “That’s Agent 16 to you, Avery.”

“It’s actually Avril, you little-”

“Agents, you better stop this instantly.” Fury narrowed his eyes at the bickering partners.

“Stop embarrassing me in front of the Avengers, Evelyn, and let me do the talking. Clearly you can’t because of those oversized donkey teeth of yours.” Josh paid no heed to Fury.

The girl (Avril?) gasped and her hand instinctively flew to cover her mouth. “Why you-”

“Okay, that’s enough.” A dangerously calm voice rang through the room.

All eyes flew towards Natasha, you looked like she was going to murder the next person who opened their mouth.

“This is why I don’t go on missions with sensitive baby agents.” She muttered in Russian.

Bucky cracked a smile.

“How come no one listens to me?” Fury grumbled.

“Probably because you aren’t a trained assassin with 20 different weapons hidden on your body, and I bet you also don’t know 5 different ways to kill someone with an oven mitt.” Clint whispered in Fury’s ear.

“It doesn’t matter who stabbed who, it matters what happened in the end. And in the end, I was the one you saved your ungrateful asses, so you can stop arguing like toddlers now.” Natasha growled.

Her eyes narrowed specifically at Josh.

Nobody spoke. Probably because no sane person wanted a bullet from Natasha’s gun in their head.

“You seriously couldn’t have done that 20 minutes ago?”

Of course, though, Tony Stark was far from sane.

“Shut up, Tony.” At least 5 different people said at the same time.

Josh cleared his throat, recovering from his mini paralysis stroke.

“No offense, but-”

Before Josh could get himself killed, loud voices outside of the door made everyone turn.

Honestly, they all probably would’ve turned even to watch a fly so they could ignore Josh’s excuses.

“Miss, I can’t let you-”

“I really don’t care, so move. Now.”

Bruce immediately sat up. “Is that Ace?”

“Oh, thank god.” Tony let out a dramatic sigh of relief. “I’m so bored right now, maybe she’ll make this actually interesting.”

Even though Bucky’s stay at the compound started recently, he had heard plenty of stories about you, the infamous ‘Ace’. To what he’d heard, you worked at the lab with Bruce and Tony, like a daughter to them both. You were an ‘intellectual sage’ (described by Barton), hence the nickname, Ace.

“I said, MOVE!”

“Banner, what is the meaning of this?” Fury ordered.

Bruce furrowed his eyebrows and completely ignored him. “What in the world is she doing?”

“Banner!”

“I SAID MOVE, DAMNIT.” A loud thud followed closely and the door was flung open so hard it practically ripped off of its hinges.

“Lord have mercy.” Bruce buried his face into his hands as you barged into the room, pulling along a terrified looking girl behind you.

Bucky’s eyebrows raised with interest as he took in your purple highlights, Converse High-Tops, and Gravity Falls shirt peeking out from under your lab coat.

“Look, missy, in case you haven’t noticed, this is a private meeting. I’m going to give you 5 seconds to leave before I have you escorted out instantly.” Fury demanded.

“Yeah, that’s cool, Patchy the Pirate, just give me a minute.” You weren’t even looking at Fury as you scanned the room.

“Ha! Patchy the Pirate! Laura’s gonna love this!” Clint smacked his hand on the table and leaned his chair back (and almost fell backwards if Steve didn’t catch it, but that’s not the point).

Fury looked like he was seriously contemplating life as you still didn’t spare him a glance, and your narrowed hawk eyes landed on someone behind Bucky.

He followed your gaze to meet Josh, who had raised two fingers in the air cockily to greet you and the girl behind you.

“Josh, you mother fucker.”

And before Steve could say ‘language!’ (yes, Bucky had caught on pretty quickly after Tony would say it every other sentence), you had crossed the room in what felt like just two strides and socked Josh right in the jaw.

The room erupted in chaos.

“Whoa whoa whoa!” Steve was up on his feet in a millisecond, his Captain America side taking over.

“That’s it, honey! Do it again!” Tony cheered.

“Is this some kind of Midgardian greeting that I have not yet been informed of?”

“Someone tell me what the hell is going on in my own meeting!”

“That was the best thing I’ve seen in my whole life.” Avril grinned.

Natasha didn’t say anything, but her face clearly said ‘girl, me too’.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time.” Sam chuckled from next to Bucky.

“Same.” Bucky muttered under his breath.

“Whoa hold up, did you just agree with me??”

“Shut up, pigeon brain.”

“Excu-”

The only thing that stopped Sam and Bucky’s cat fight was another punch to Josh’s precious face, this time right in the nose.

Bruce tried to reason with you from across the whole ass room, practically shouting over all the commotion as Steve tried to pull you away from Josh.

“Ace, sweetheart, why don’t you talk it out instead of going straight to violence? Doesn’t that sound like a better idea?”

“Sounds great, Bruce, but that’s not an option anymore!” You shouted back over your shoulder.

“Look, champ, it’s not right to randomly punch people like that!” Steve was still trying to pry you away from Josh.

“Look, Pops,” You mocked. “It’s also not right to cheat on your girlfriend with some random chick you ran into at a bar!”

Everything stopped.

Except Josh’s struggling from your grasp.

“He cheated on you?” Tony broke the silence, looking like he was going to blast Josh into outer space. “Wait, when were you guys even together? And why in the goddamn world would you date that guy?”

“Not me, dimwit, her.” You point your free hand that was not gripped on Josh’s collar at the girl behind you, looking ready to sprint out of there when all eyes landed on her.

“Just leave it, ma moitié, it’s not worth it.” She said quietly, her words coated in a thick french accent.

Bucky recognized her as the nice agent who gave him a coffee last week after Sam ‘accidentally’ knocked over Bucky’s.

“Just leave it? Absolutely not, hun!”

“Listen to her, Ace.” Bruce pleaded.

“No! This sleazy bastard cheated on my best friend! No fucking way! Literally, who the hell would cheat on a cute french girl?”

“Ace, violence isn’t the right way to-”

“Excuse me?” Josh’s voice rang out, sounding like someone was holding his nose closed shut. “Can someone get me an ice pack?”

You whipped around towards him.

“You. Want. An. Ice pack.” You restated, shooting daggers- no, 7 inch sharp kitchen knives at him.

“My nose hurts.” Josh rolled his eyes. “Y’know, after you turned all Crazy Psycho Lady on me and broke it.”

“You know what?” Your smile dripped with bitterness and sarcasm. “How about I punch it again so it’ll go numb and it won’t hurt anymore?”

You reached your arm backwards to land another punch, but Steve rushed to grab you again, and the chaos resumed.

Tony was instructing you to “kick Steve in the balls and resume beating the shit out of Josh”, while Bruce was very strongly vetoing the idea.

Sam and Clint, meanwhile, were placing bets on how much the medical bill was gonna be.

Suddenly, Bruce rushed over to Bucky.

“Look, man, you gotta help me.”

Bucky looked at Bruce with wide eyes. “Me?”

“Yeah! If you tell her to stop, she would in a heartbeat!”

“Why?” Bucky knew where this was going.

“Because of your metal arm!”

Bucky’s heart sank. Of course you were scared of it. Everyone was. They thought it made him a monster.

So did he.

Even though he was so, so grateful to Shuri for trying to help him feel like a new person with a new arm that wasn’t associated with HYDRA, that bloody ruthless murderer that they made him into never seemed to leave.

He would always be him.

No matter how hard he tried, the memories followed him like a lost puppy, attacking at night when he was trying to sleep.

No matter how hard he tried, he could never shake off the imprint HYDRA had left on him.

No matter how hard he tried or how much Steve told him otherwise, Bucky was still a monster.

A cruel, cold-hearted, evil monster who killed the innocent.

Who killed innocent men, women, and children who didn’t deserve to be killed.

He was the one who deserved to be killed.

“She’s absolutely obsessed with it!”

Bucky choked on his spit.

“Wha-w-what?”

“She adores it.” Bruce rushed. “She says it’s, and I quote, the most beautiful and extraordinary thing to ever be made in history.”

Okay, so apparently Bucky did not know where that was going.

“Still not convinced?” Bruce groaned. “She thinks it’s the most amazing thing in the galaxy. She says it’s the ‘peak of engineering’. You can ask Tony if you still don’t believe me.”

Tony wasn’t extremely fond of Bucky, and neither was Bucky of him, so he decided to take Bruce’s word for it, no matter how much it shocked him.

She likes my arm?

Just because she likes your arm doesn’t mean she likes you, idiot.

“Uh, okay? So, um, what do I do?”

“Tell her to stop!” Bruce lightly shoved Bucky forward when he slowly got up out of his seat.

Bucky hesitantly took a step forward, his mind still trying to process everything.

Bucky maneuvered around Steve, tapping you - who was still out to get it for Josh- on the shoulder after a moment of hesitation.

“Bruce, I already told you, it’s too late-” You spun out of Steve’s grip, but your mouth dropped open when you realized it was not Bruce.

You stared at Bucky with wide eyes. But not out of fear.

Out of adoration.

He was struck with a sudden flash of nostalgia of how his mom looked at him when he gave her a card for Mother’s Day when he was 6.

"Oh, Jamie, I love it.” She had said as she read it with a soft smile.

And that same smile was on your face. “Um, hi there.”

He smiled back.

But not one of those fake smiles he put on to make Steve happy. An actual genuine smile.

And it felt good.

You smoothed out your coat, taking in a breath. “Can I help you?”

Steve stared at the two of you, a grin spreading onto his face.

“I’m not surprised. Those psychos are perfect for each other.” Josh rolled his eyes.

Neither of you heard him.

“Hi, I’m Bucky.”

“She knows.” Tony groaned.

“Shut up, Tony.” Your eyes never left Bucky’s. “Hi Bucky.”

He saw your eyes light up as they made their way to look at his metal arm.

Bruce cleared his throat loudly.

“So, um, Ace. The arm has been giving me a bit of trouble recently. I was wondering if you could maybe take a look at it?” Bucky glanced at Bruce before looking back at you.

“He means now.” Bruce added.

You looked like you were going to faint out of excitement.

“Y-yeah, of course.”

Bruce let out a loud sigh of relief.

“Um, actually.” Bucky started.

Bruce’s head shot up and started mouthing something to Bucky - probably something along the lines of ‘No! Get her out of here before she kills him!’- but he was busy looking at you.

“Maybe you wanna grab a coffee first?”

#marvel fanfiction #bucky x reader #crack fic

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ravenwitch45 · 2 years

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What are some of your ships from helluva boss?

Oh yes, though I'll have to admit i'm a little bit boring with this, most of these are canon or near to being so

There's Stolitz of course, who lowkey hooked me on this show from the very beginning, and if you've known me for a long time you'll know I actually wrote a fic after Ozzie's and one after The Circus to cope with the Stolitz angst in both episodes. I am emotionally attached and dear lord I cannot stop it.

M&M are a married couple with actual chemisty and a healthy relationship, which is horribly rare in media for some reason. I don't have much to say about them to be honest. There cute, and I like Millie's supportive moments, but dang girl you need something too. Many have noticed so I won't get into it. Still love them.

Ace X Josh is the wholesome mlm background couple I have needed in my life for who knows how long. Lowkey shipped them before Ozzies and I almost screamed when I saw them there. So cute, I want good things for them. But again not too much to say.

Fizzozzie (And yes all of these kinda relate to Ozzie's but that episode was just ship ammo so what can I do) There Hypocrites, but there cute Hypocrites. Still want to see their just desserts though.

Lastly is a bit of a crackship but uh... Verosika x Wally? Wally's face makes it look like he's simping hard so there's that but he also seems fairly understanding. I don't know, again Crackship so who knows if it would work.

Those four, and this little crack ship are all the ones off the top of my head that is strictly in the HB verse. All the others are crossover/canonxoc or not that serious to me so I won't get into those here.

Thanks for the ask, it was fun doing this.

#ask reply #helluva boss #stolitz #m&m #ace x josh #fizzozzie #verosika x wally #crackship there #but all the others I ship pretty seriously

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dabletrablee · 5 months

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I know I did a poll before, but now there are more ships on it and more episodes/trailers have come out.

I also wanted to put WAY more ships, like Josh x Ace, Verosica x Blitzø, Lin x Joe, Lucifer x Lillith, Stella x Striker, ect. But the tumblr polls won’t allow me to have more options then I put😒.

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gretavanbear · 1 year

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The Professor - Joshua Kiszka x F!Reader

[hello :) welcome to my new fic! i hope you all enjoy! I want to thank Allie for inspiring me to write this fic, Molly and Alex for helping me with it, and J my #1 Josh fic supporter!]

SCREENING #1: Citizen Kane

As you carefully selected your application for university, you decided on which classes to take. There were a great variation of different courses available to you due to your selected program; Film Studies. Originally, it wasn’t in your plans to go to university, but you allowed to let yourself be convinced by your favorite high school teacher.

You had just finished unpacking your belongings in your dorm room last night and today you were nervously getting ready for your first class. You decided to dress comfortably for today, the nerves from your expectations for this semester took over you. An oversized AC/DC hoodie with leggings was the safest choice for you. You slipped on your old white vans and grabbed your backpack, which contained your laptop and a notebook.

You entered the amphitheater shaped classroom which was filled by about twenty people, yet it must've sat at least two hundred. You decided to sit near the front; thinking about how it’ll be easier for you to focus if you aren’t far from the screen. You placed your backpack onto the empty seat next to you, placing your computer onto the little desk in front of you and turning it on. You set up a document for your notetaking and as you set up your workspace on your laptop, you didn’t realize the person who was arriving at the front of the class.

He looked young, maybe mid-twenties? He had brown curly hair, a short goatee that framed his face perfectly, and round glasses that covered his pretty chocolate eyes. He wore a white long sleeve tee with beige pants and some high top white vans, and a long necklace that reached his stomach. He held a soft-ish aura around him, making him appear so gentle.

You checked the time on the upper right screen of your computer and realize class had started about five minutes ago. Where’s the professor? You asked yourself as your eyes scanned the room, though they dashed straight to the front as a low, raspy voice emerged, accompanied by some microphone feedback.

“Good afternoon, lovely people.” his raspy voice took over the room, though as low as it was he still sounded very soft. He was met with silence from your classmates, but it didn’t stop him.

“My name is Joshua” He cleared his throat. “Josh. You may refer to me with either of those. I am your professor for this course, and I am very excited to teach you guys about the fundamentals of film! Or as seen through your course’s official name… Film Topics 101. We can all agree that name sounds fucking boring.” he chuckled a little which made you smile. He walked around the stage at the front of the class, instantly comfortable in front of all these people.

“So, for this fifteen week course, my goal is for you guys is to understand the way films are made and why that is important. If you guys could just look up at the screen here, we’ll go over the syllabus together.” He spoke as he jumped down from the stage and walked over to the podium which had a computer on it, he pulled out the syllabus and presented it to the classroom on the big screen.

You watched Joshua intently as he explained the syllabus, your brain melted at the sound of his voice. How could he look so soft and sound so raspy? He seemed very kind and understanding from the way he presented himself. He spoke with a soft smile, maybe to appear more friendly to the students in his classroom and it was comforting.

As he finished presenting the syllabus, he walked up to the stage and sat on the edge, taking a moment to drink out of his dark green hydro flask, and then looked around the room for a couple seconds. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him, until his brown eyes made eye contact with you. You felt the heat rise to your cheeks and your heartbeat quicken as he flashed you a small smile before clearing his throat and preparing himself to speak again.

“For today’s screening, I’ve decided to put Citizen Kane on our schedule.” he paused as a couple students sighed loudly in the classroom, the sound making you huff out of annoyance at their cocky-ness. Personally, you loved that film. “I know.. I know.. But Jooosh we’re film students we alllll saw it already.” He mimicked a whine. “That’s too bad, we’re going to watch it, and then discuss it after the screening. I hope to see you all after that” He spoke, turning off his microphone and setting it down on the podium on the left side of the room. You watched him take a seat in the front of the classroom as the opening shot of the film flashed on the screen.

The lights turned back on slowly as the credits rolled across the screen, and Joshua got up to announce a fifteen minute break. You watched your peers leave the classroom and as you turned your head back to the front, Joshua stood in front of you hesitantly.

“Hey there.” He smiled gently.

You cleared your throat nervously and watched him sit down on a seat in front of you, facing you and flashing you that pretty smile.

“Hello” you spoke softly, fidgeting with your hands.

“What’s your name?” He asked, his eyes fixed on you as he waited for an answer. You couldn’t help but smile at him, the way he looked at you made you feel so welcomed in his classroom.

You tell him your name, followed by “it’s nice to meet you, Joshua” you said gently and he grinned at your name, finally being able to put a name to your pretty face.

He repeats your name to himself softly, smiling at the sound.

“What’d you think of the movie?” he leans in slightly, exposing his interest as to what you’re going to respond with.

“Well.. It’s Citizen Kane” you chuckle, watching him reciprocate the action. “I think.. we’ve all seen it. But, one thing that stands out to me in this movie is the framing. I really love the framing of the characters. I believe Welles did a really good job at positioning the viewer in a place where they can understand Charles’ life story.” You rambled about the film nervously, wondering if he agrees with you. He pauses for a second, listening to your words and replaying them in his head.

“Spot on. You, my dear, are going to do great in this class.” He smiled, exhaling a little out of his nose as he got up, watching everyone come back in the room.

“Welcome back! So, what we’re going to do is have a class discussion regarding the film we watched today. Why do you think I decided to put this on the syllabus?” Josh spoke into the microphone, the feedback squeaking a little as the room adjusted to his voice.

“Yeah, you?” He nodded up at someone who was sat towards the back of the room.

“Because it’s the movie that created the film industry?”

“Oh! Great answer! Not the one I was looking for though. Anyone else?” Josh smiled at the person, then his eyes landed on you. In resolution, you hesitantly raised your hand and waited for him to address you.

He says your name excitedly, followed by “Yes?” He smiled eagerly at what you’re going to say.

“I was going to say the camera work of the film? If you watch the way Welles decided to frame his characters, it speaks a lot about the position of said characters.” You hesitated, keeping your voice low in case it wasn’t the right answer.

“Yes! Thank you.” Josh smiled at you.

You heard someone behind you cough and mumble ‘teacher’s pet’ and Josh shot them a quick glare before addressing the classroom once again.

“We should focus on the framing of the camera and its effects in a movie. Ask yourself, why did the director choose this angle? Why did he keep that object in the frame? Why is it important to the movie?” He explained, walking around on the stage as he spoke. You nodded slightly at his words; looking down at the screen of your computer and typing out the answers to his questions.

You rarely ever spoke up in class. Maybe it was the way Joshua looked at you, the way he smiled when you decided to say something. He could tell you were nervous, and his brown eyes eased you into the comfort of communicating your thoughts.

“For next class, I want you all to think about the work that goes behind creating a film; why does a film require so much thought behind it? I want you guys to place yourselves in the point of view of the director when watching a movie or a television show, think about what you’d do differently and we’ll talk about it next class! Good evening guys.” Josh smiled as he turned off the microphone, clearing his throat and taking another sip from his hydro flask.

You started cleaning up your things, placing your computer in your bag and getting up from your seat. As Josh heard you place your bag on your shoulders, he gave you a little wave and you reciprocated the action, shooting him a soft smile.

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best-character-named-x-poll · 3 months

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Best Character Named X Poll

I'm doing a series of "Best Character Named X" polls where all the characters have the same first name but are from completely different media, feel free to send in name/charcacter suggestions, I'm posting one poll a day. New polls scheduled for 1:30PM BST everyday. Run by @femmehysteria

please send suggestions via ask so i can see them, replies get lost in the notes. I reply chronologically so very sorry if it takes a while for me to answer

If your favourite character is not included in the poll very sorry i have either never heard of them or actively chose not to include them as theres only 6 characters per poll. Characters will only count of that is their first name, surnames do not count.

Round 170: Alex

Round 171: Sophie

Round 172: Jake

Round 173: Ellie

Round 174: Leo

Round 175: Annie

Round 176: Julian

Past Polls

Poll Ideas under the cut

Names that I have a complete list for*

Caroline, Rebecca, Steve, Victoria, Katherine, Robin, Clark, Phoebe, Julian, Nancy, Penny, Erica, Theresa, George, Felix, Michael, Charlotte, Diana, Zoe, Connor, Daisy, Maya, Andy, Alma, Nora, Juno, Chris, Otto, Donald, Todd, Angel, Judy, Jo, Hazel, Diego, Miranda, Lila, Duncan, Dexter, Meredith, Pearl, Lily, Malcolm, Napolean, Joan, Nico, Jamie, Kiera, Tam, Klaus, Luna, Laila, Zack, Imogen, Felicity, Cindy, Alicia, Kelly, Alan, April, Astrid, Delilah, Jodie, Claudia, Juliet, Jonas, Milo, Celia, Joy, Katya, Atticus, Ian, Cynthia, Boo, River, Corey, Minerva, Ebony, Zia, Beverly, Rudy, Quentin, Marvin, Miriam, Roxy, Percy, Bianca, Shirley, Beatrice, Amara, Cleo, Cecil, Amaya, Ryan, Mabel, May, August, Leela, Manny, Francis, Matilda, Deborah, Josh, Jared, Sabrina, Kendra, Angus, Ophelia, Liesel, Zelda, Fitz, Aurora, Ramona, Misty, Talia, Orion, Roy, Kala, Madeline, Anastasia, Anna, Kit, Marian, Lena, Polly, Cora, Leah, Jules, Artemis, Irene, Margo, Laurie, Laurel, Hilda, Valentine, Reggie, Felicia, Joe, Monty, Quinn, Skye, Walter, Christine, Marissa, Edmund, Hope, Oberon, Lorna, Ace, Wally, Calvin, Alana, Jasper, Fergus, Bridget, Ulrich, Roger, Mason, Stella, Lenore, Wanda, Miguel, Winona, Hannibal, Newt, Aiden, Oscar, Tobias, Dorian, Dorothy, Una, Marnie, Mirabel, Wendel, Dora, Mort, Olympia, Toby, Chip, Harvey, Mara, Fearne, Axel, Gil, Bo, Remy, Rue, Leslie, Isabelle, Silas, Agnes, Luther, Sally, Delia, Zeke, Richter, Skylar, Scarlet, Bernard, Rusty, Ray, Nigel, Cosmo, Ruth, Selina, Harley, Blue, Cain, Warren, Missy, Perry, Paige, Duke, Tao, Gemma, Cornelius, Declan, Wendy, Apollo, Celeste, Clyde, Nicole, Summer, Hugh, Esther, Cole, Jean (french), Tatiana, Carl, Kieran, Melody, Adrian, Travis, Vivian, Haley, Elle, Prudence, Hans, Ralph, Azrael, Constance, Lauren, Molly, Agatha, Pauline, Athena, Darcy, Stan, Dana, Lee, Ford, Red, Stuart, Camille, Bruce

Names I have an incomplete list for (welcome to send character suggestions)

Richter, Dylan, Chad, Moe, Dean, Guy, Yasmin, Woody, Alina, Freya, Adora, Piper, Gabriel, Owen, Noah, Taylor, Dawn, Ayesha, Parker, Chase, Hunter, Tina, Tanya, Cameron, Rudolf, Melvin, Melanie, Melissa, Melinda, Wolf, Orlando, Adele, Adeline, Jem, Dolores, Jude, Callie, Irma, Lara, Ginger, Terry, Bellamy, Jacob, Jackson, Reese, Nemo, Addison, Adelaide, Candy, Harriet, Abraham, Ragnar, Rupert, Ella, Destiny, Wendy, Bernard, Hero, Drew, Anita, Raphael, Wallace, Jean (feminine), Elena, Cheryl, Rita, Blair, Hugo, Ike, Gaius, Lance, Lois, Riley, Shane, Cliff, Rod, Tegan, Matthias, Liam, Jed, Caeser, Ellis, Dennis, Josie, Mick, Mike, Heather, Trixie, Amber, Bailey, Esme, Ada, Briar, Puck, Eden, Annette, Letitia, Giselle, Suki, Zain, Keith, Ron, Olaf, Wilfred, Blaine, Pam, Brianna, Clive, Sabine, Roman, Carina, Kalina, Mindy, Wade, Julia, Marlene, Lex, Edith, Monet, Marina, Zara, Tsukasa, Octavia, Marcus, Elias, Mira, Sasha, Glen, Yukari, Dinah

Feel free to send more suggestions

*subject to change, you can still submit a character if there is no strikethrough if you think theres a character that its an absolute crime i dont add. Please don't suggest anything for the names with a strikethrough as they are polls that are already in my queue waiting to be published.

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wildmoonworld · 6 months

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First Night Out

Pairing: Danny Wagner x reader

Word Count: 5.3k

WARNING: alcohol, unprotected sex, give and receiving oral, slight choking, anything else i missed just let me know.

Summary: It’s spooky szn, you’re enjoying the halloween activities with Danny and your daughter. You finally meet Jake and Josh, Jake realizes you’re someone he wants badly. Danny leaves for tour, do you love him just after a few weeks?

••Let me know if you’re interested in a part 3, i have an entire layout for this series. Thank you guys for showing the first part some love, i hope you enjoy these as much as i enjoy writing them. Much love✨

~~*~~

Speechless from what you had just learned about Danny. You’re stiff still processing the words that had fallen from his mouth. You sit back finally, you look out the window trying to figure out the words you want to say to him.

“I hope you know i didn’t know before throwing this shirt on this morning.” nervously biting your nails. In the back of your mind you’re thinking how he probably thinks you’re some fan girl, that you probably did this on purpose. You have always been the one to overthink every situation.

“Y/n, you didn’t recognize who i was last night. I wasn’t worried if you knew anything.” he chuckled, reaching over to grab your hand again pulling it over the console. “Besides, i think i like seeing you wear our shirt. It’s super sexy.” looking over to you, reassuring that everything is okay. You shoot him a slight smile, still overthinking.

“My best friend gave me this shirt after getting rid of some things in her closet. She had thrifted it a while back. I have never even thought to listen to you guys.” you say quietly, laying your head on the seat peering over to look at him.

“Think of it as, a sign. Maybe is was supposed to end up in your hands?” as you’re coming to a stop light, Danny brings your hand up to his mouth. Placing a gentle kiss on the back of your hand. You blush becoming red in the face. Maybe he was right, there was a reason i ended up w the shirt and there’s a reason i met Danny.

Pulling into your moms drive way, you unbuckle your seatbelt. Before opening the door you turn to look at Danny, before you could say a word “i will be right here waiting, i promise.” he states, raising both of his hands from the steering wheel. Leaning over to him, you land a small peck on his cheek. “Thank you.” you replied

Making your way into your moms house, you can hear tiny footsteps running from the kitchen trying to find you. “Mamaaaaa” Emmy finally wraps her whole body around your legs, leaning down you pick her up and give her the biggest squeeze. “Oh my goodness, i missed my sweet girl” you say holding Emmy close, never wanting to let go of her. “i miss you…mama.” she spoke so clear. She has been working on putting sentences together, looking into her big blue eyes. “Good job my little bug.” scrunching your nose and smiling, placing your forehead against hers.

Your mom followed Emmy into the living room bringing her things to you. She peeps over your shoulder, “Who’s Jeep is that?” your mom being the curious woman she is. “ACs, she ended up getting the Jeep she was talking about.” you quickly blurted out, you were never good at lying. But for some reason, she actually believed you. “Tell her i said hey and that i love her, see you soon Emmy.” your mom turns to walk back into the kitchen. You hurried out the front door, walking to the back drivers side door. You placed Emmy into her car seat and buckled her in, sprinting around to the other side of the car you hop into the passenger seat. Danny puts the car in reverse.

Turning around to look at Emmy, “hey baby, this is mommys friend. His name is Danny. Can you say hi?” you explain to her. She has always been the friendliest little human, she looks into the review mirror finding his eyes “…hey…” she replies. “hi there little one, it is very nice to meet you.” Danny looks up to see her reaction. Emmy turns her head, bashfully looking away.

“Do you girls want to grab some brunch?” he says, still focusing on the road. “…my treat.” he added. You turn your head, still amazed by the beauty this man holds. “Are you sure? She can…” looking back at Emmy, she’s almost about to knock out from the car ride. “She can be a handful.” you say. “Yes or no, honey.” he responds, giving you a quick glance. “Yeah, that would be great…babe” answering his question, you look down. You can feel the corners of your mouth rise, forming a soft smile.

Danny pulling into a small breakfast shop, “Bagel Dock”. Remembering back when AC and you were in college, you both would wake up from a night of partying. Hungover and disgusted with the pictures you would find the day after, you’d head to Bagel Dock to catch a mimosa and the best greasy bagel to cure the nasty hangovers.

Danny walks over to your side, opening the door holding his hand out to help you stand up. You both walk around to retrieve Emmy, she’s asleep. Picking her up out of her car seat, Danny reaches into the floorboard to grab her bag. Seeing him be so thoughtful, made your mama heart melt. A man doing the smallest of acts, for you or your child…really means to the most to a single mom.

~~*~~

After a delicious brunch, you are exhausted and ready to take a nap. Danny reaches over to the radio turning down the music, Emmy is playing on your phone. It was the only thing that would calm her down after the meltdown she had at the restaurant.

“What is Emmy short for?” he asks, you could tell questions have been turning the gears in that pretty mind of his. “Emersyn, it was my Grandmothers name.” you answered, remembering how close you and your Grandmother were when you were younger.

“It’s a beautiful name, y/n” he replied with a sweet smile.

You smile back, starting to feel the sadness take over your body.

“Is her dad around?” he asked quietly, not wanting Emmy to hear the word “Dad” just in case he wasn’t.

“No, he told me he was too young to be a Dad. He didn’t want the responsibility. So…I left. He hasn’t seen her. It’s just been Emmy and i.” you look back at her, feeling very proud of accomplishing motherhood so far. Danny doesn’t say a word, looks to be seemingly shocked and saddened by your answer.

“Y/n, i’m very sorry about that. You shouldn’t ..” he pauses for a moment, seeing his eyes glisten from the tears starting to form. “You shouldn’t have been alone.” he finishes, taking your hand to intertwine your fingers together.

Rubbing his forearm with your free hand, your thumb softly rubbing circles on top of his thumb. “Danny, honey, i am okay. it’s okay, i had and still have everything handled.” you say softly to him, reassuring him. You weren’t alone, actually. Your child had become your best friend.

~~*~~

It had been two weeks since meeting Danny. You both have texted and called each other every single night since. He’s even came over for dinner a few times, you’d be in the kitchen putting the last few things together for dinner and Danny would be in the living room floor playing with Emmy. Everything about this man, you adored.

One night, you had finally gotten Emmy to bed. You walked into the living room, exhaustion just taking over your body. Danny notices, patting the cushion on the couch beside him motioning you to sit down with him. You walk over to sit, he reaches under your legs to have them lay across his. You lay back to shut your eyes for just a minute. Danny is rubbing your legs and feet, just being the caring person he is.

“Y/n, it’s been two weeks and i still don’t know what you do for work.” he says quietly chuckling under his breath. You smile, moving your arm away from your eyes adjusting it under your head so you could look at him. “I’m a Criminal Psychologist, ya know i profile and try to figure out who the bad guys are.” you respond while smiling waiting for his reaction.

His eyes widen, “wait like are you being serious, right now?” he turns his entire body to look at you. “Nooo I’m just fucking with you, yes honey. Sometimes i work for the police department or the FBI, depending on the case.” you sit up, pulling your knees under yourself. “that’s like, really fucking cool y/n.” he replies, grabbing your hips to where you’re straddling him. “Well, thank you honey.” you say running your hands from his chest, to the nape of his neck to play with his curls.

For a moment, you both are just taking in the quietness of the room. Existing in each others worlds. Peaceful.

“Is there anything you girls would like to do this weekend? I will be leaving for tour here in the next week or so and i want to spend as much time with you both before i leave.” he says quietly almost in a whisper, rubbing your back.“Well…Halloween is Sunday and I will be taking Emmy trick or treating.” you say leaning down to rest your head on his shoulder. “And i have a halloween party Saturday, if you don’t have anything planned. Would you go with me?” he asked, making the blood flow to your cheeks. Blushing. You wrap your arms around his neck, nuzzling your face in the crook of his neck. “I would loveeeee too, but wouldn’t it be weird if you brought the mom to a party?” you say jokingly. He grabs you by your shoulders to sit you up. “Actually, i think i’d have the hottest date there, you being a mom is definitely a bonus though..” he laughs sitting up to embrace you into his muscular arms, bringing your lips together he closes the space between you both.

Sliding your tongue against his, slightly sucking his bottom lip in between your teeth. You lightly nibble, smiling you sit up to crawl off of him. Getting into the floor on your knees, you rub your hands up his thighs and slide them under his hoodie. “Danny, can i show you how much i really appreciate you?” you say, tucking your fingers in his waistband and your thumbs lay across his button on his jeans wanting to release his bulge within his pants. “Please…y/n, please.” he says pleading for your attention. Slowly you unbutton his jeans, pulling his zipper down, you grab the sides of his legs and pull them down to where his length bounced out of his jeans. Sitting up you gently grab his cock, you see the pre-cum dripping out of him. You take your thumb and lightly massage it around the head, taking your tongue and running it up his shaft until you place a tiny kiss on the head. Slowly you lower your mouth onto him, flattening out your tongue so he can reach the back of your throat. You have never had a problem with your gag reflux until him. You bounce your head up and down, causing yourself to slobber onto him.

“Fuckkkk baby…your mouth feels so damn good.” he says in between his moans.

Pulling him out of your mouth, you spit on his cock lubricating it so you can twist your right hand up and down, giving him a handjob. You place your mouth on him again, twisting and sucking, hollowing out your cheeks. “y/n…baby…i’m gonna…” you can hear him and feel him about to release his load. You start to go slightly faster, finally feel his release in your mouth. “y/n…baby, oh my goddddd.” Swallowing his cum, you wipe your mouth. You gaze into his heavy and tired eyes, standing up you crawl back onto his lap. Leaning to place sweet small kisses on his lips, across his jaw, down his neck to hit that one sweet spot that drives him crazy. Wrapping his arms around you, Danny flips you over on your back, he’s hovering over top of you between your legs. His mouth collides with yours, brushing his tongue against yours, sucking on your bottom lip. You moan into his mouth, reaching between your legs to stroke his length.

Danny picks you up, wrapping your legs around his waist he carries you down the hall to your bedroom. Laying you down on the edge of the bed, he grabs the waist band of your leggings and pulls them off, tossing them across the room. He leans down and whispers “Now let daddy show you how much he appreciates you, sweet girl.”

Reaching between your legs, his fingers find their way to your swollen clit slowly massaging circles making you wetter by the minute. His fingers work into your folds until they meet with your entrance, with two fingers he shoves them inside of you. You gasp for air, quickly he places his lips on yours muffling your moans. “Shhhh….don’t want to be too loud baby.” he says while pumping his fingers faster, he lowers himself so his head is between your legs. “fucking hell…your pussy is beautiful and so tight.” admiring your center before flattening his tongue and devouring you. Swirling his tongue and sucking on your clit while his fingers are pounding inside of you. You grab a handful of his beautiful curls, rocking your hips to grind on his tongue reaching your climax faster and faster. “Don’t stop Danny….don’t fucking stop.”

Arching your back, unable to muffle your moans any longer. Danny hitting your g spot with his fingers and continuing to suck your sensitive clit, you cum all over his fingers. You were lightheaded, seeing stars and struggling for air. He pulled his fingers out of you, holding them up to show you how much of a mess you made. Licking you off of his fingers, you grab his hand and put them in your mouth, tasting yourself.

“Fuck…that is so hot, you’re such a good girl.” his mouth is open, studying the way you sucked on his fingers. He pulls them out, sliding them down your chin until they are lightly wrapped around your throat. Reaching up to the back of his neck you pull him down, closing the space between you both. You whisper “Danny, please fuck me…i need you.” begging and pleading against his mouth.

“You impatient woman, i love it when you beg for me…” he says sliding his hands down your sides to the hem of your shirt, lifting up your shirt over your head to remove it. Danny was surprised to see you weren’t wearing a bra. He places wet kisses down your neck, to your chest, making his way to your erect nipples. Swirling, sucking and tugging at one and his hand on the other rubbing your nipple between his pointer finger and thumb. Your hands run down the back of his hoodie, tugging at the hem you motion for him to remove it. Danny stands up and removes his hoodie, you admire the beauty this man holds. Removing his jeans, you slide yourself further onto the bed so he has room.

He slowly makes his way over top of you again, spreading your legs apart with his knees. He just sits, rubbing his cock against your sensitive clit. Gently tapping your pussy, sliding it down to your entrance. Slowly, he sticks the head in and back out, back in and then out. Finally, he slams his hips against yours, you yelp with pleasure.

“Are you okay, baby!?” Danny asks with the look of concern flashing across his face. “I’m fine, i promise. Just wasn’t expecting that…it felt good daddy. Keep going.” He wasted no time, pounding you faster and harder. He grabs the back of your knees and pushes them back, bringing your hips up in the air so he can reach you deeper. “…mmm daddy, right there!! that feels…so good.” struggling to put sentences together, you’re almost there. “That’s it, daddy’s good girl. Cum for me, pretty girl.” he says thrusting hard and long strokes making your eyes roll back. He turns you to your side, putting one leg on his shoulder slowly thrusting.

“RIGHT there…keep going please baby..” you moan, digging your nails into his thighs your climax is at its peak. Your legs start to shake, your vision turns white and you can see stars. Coming down from your high, Danny has reached his limit “..cum for me daddy, fill me up daddy..” you say grabbing his hands that are wrapped around your leg, he fills you up. You can feel every warm drop of him inside of you, his sensitive cock pulsating. Danny releases your leg, fall down beside you. You’re both exhausted.

Eventually getting off the bed, you pull back the covers tapping the bed motioning for him to get under them with you. Danny does just that. You both fall asleep in pure bliss.

~~*~~

Saturday, Halloween Party

Danny and you had gotten costumes a couple days ago for the halloween party. You already dropped Emmy off with your mom, she was taken care of.

You stand in front of the mirror in your bedroom, in this white and red nurses costume, fishnets of course underneath and a pair of red heels. The fishnets were definitely Daniel’s idea. You hear your front door slam shut, “Babe!” you hear him yell down the hall.

You walk into the kitchen where he was unloading his bags from the store. Case of white claw for yourself and a case of coronas for him. He is dressed in a pair of scrubs, scrub cap and a stethoscope around his neck.

Walking around the kitchen island, you grab both ends of the stethoscope and pull him in for a kiss. “You just keep getting sexier and sexier, Dr. Wagner.” you say against his mouth. “And you nurse y/n, aren’t so bad yourself.” returning the kiss, his hand reaching for your ass he gives it a squeeze. “Come on honey, if we don’t leave now we’ll be late.” he reminds you, you turn to walk out the kitchen. Danny slaps your ass as he follows behind you.

~~*~~

Danny and you had been at the party for an hour now. He had some friends he wanted you to meet. Mainly, the boys in the band. The party was at this cabin, right off the shore of a lake. It was beautiful. You were in the kitchen grabbing another drink for yourself and Danny. You lightly feel a hand rub against the back of your thighs. You turn around quickly, a man who obviously by the looks of it, is intoxicated. He’s wearing a pirate costume, long brown hair, contagious smile and heart melting brown eyes. He was very beautiful but reeked of booze.

“You must be Daniel’s milf? Aren’t you a pretty little thing, y/n is it?” he says slurring over his words, reaching up for your cheek. You push his hand away “Dude, you’re drunk. fuck off.” he grabs your wrist before you run off, pinning you against the counter. He brushes your hair from your eyes to behind your ear, leaning to your ear so you can hear him over the music.

“I would make you cum 10x more than he ever could.” he says leaning back up, looking into his eyes all you see is lust. You press your knees together trying not to get so turned on by this man, he was insanely beautiful. It was hard not to be turned on.

Danny runs over, grabbing his shoulder “Jake, what the fuck are you doing? You’re piss ass drunk.” he tries to yell over the music, when Jake realizes it was Danny who grabbed him. He throws his arms around his neck, embracing him with a hug. You stand there, looking back and forth between both of them. Confused.

“Y/n, this is Jake. He’s the guitarist.” Danny says with an apologetic look. You send him a sweet smile letting him know it’s okay. “You out did yourself with this one, Daniel.” Jake replies winking to you. “Okay, let’s get you outside.” Danny says while realizing Jake is pulling a cigar out of his pocket.

They finally go outside, you’re walking through the living room to find a seat. The only seat that was empty, was beside this curly haired man in a pope like cloak. It was open where his chest was visible, again this man was seemly beautiful. You plop down next to him, he looks over. “Hi there darling, you must be y/n.” he reaches for your hand, bringing your knuckles to his lips and kissing the back of your hand. “You are all Daniel talks about anymore. I’m Josh, I play the vocals.” he says giving your hand a light tap.

“It’s nice to meet you, he talks about me?” you ask looking over to Josh. “Oh honey, he can’t stop talking about you. He also adores that little girl of yours.” he replies, leaning over to where your faces are inches apart. The music was instantly loud making it hard to hear anyone talk. You smile while he’s talking, you didn’t respond right away. “You are very beautiful, just the way Daniel described.” placing two fingers under your chin, lifting your face up to admire your features. This man, his brown eyes, sweet smile where you noticed he had the tiniest gap. Which you thought was the most adorable thing you’ve seen.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Daniel making his way over to the couch. “I see Jake isn’t the only one that can’t keep their hands off my woman.” Danny says, plopping into the couch between Josh and you. Placing his arm around you. “Oh god, she met Jake already?…I’m sorry about that.” Josh says looking to you concerned, flashing an apologetic smile. Sober or drunk, when Jake sees something he likes he will make it known. That he definitely did earlier in the kitchen.

2am rolls around, you’re tipsy, tired and ready for bed. You walk outside to find Danny, you turn the corner to the front of the garage to the right side of the garage there are steps that lead to the front door. You can hear Danny’s voice from that area of the house, it’s dark the only light you see is around the garage where the steps were located. Suddenly, this shadow comes up from between two cars. Slamming your back against the metal garage door, the smell of booze lingering from this persons breath, his hands are planted on the door on each side of your head and his body is pressed against yours.

“I could do things to you that would make you leave my boy, Daniel.” he says in a raspy voice. His lips are close enough to your cheek that you can feel how hot his breath is. Jake, you recognized the voice from earlier. “Jake, leave me the fuck alone. You’re drunk and talking out of your ass.” you responded turning your face to where you’re making eye contact with him. He grabs your cheeks, making your lips pucker, “Oh but darling, i know what i want and i know exactly how to get it.” he reaches down to your thigh, sliding his fingers up to the end of your costume. You don’t stop him, yet. Your breathing picks up, looking down to his lips like you would want to devour him. “I can see it in your eyes, you want it just as bad as i do..darling.” he says sliding his hand further up your dress almost to the crease of your ass. You slap him, stopping him in his tracks. Danny walked around the corner at the exact moment.

“Shittt..y/n, what’s going on?” he runs over to you both. “He’s drunk and he keeps trying to come onto me.” you replied dusting off your dress, you look back up to Danny and he leans down to whisper in your ear “that was hott…good job babe” he gives you a little love tap on your ass. He throws his arm around Jake “Dude, she’s mine. Get over it, not everything you see you can have.” he pats Jake on his chest, winking at you. Jake chuckles. “Let’s go find Josh..” Danny says grabbing your hand and his other arm still wrapped around Jake.

Josh was inside in the kitchen, fishing around the freezer for his bottle of tequila. “Josh, i think it’s time to take Jake here home. Y/n gave him a taste of his own medicine.” Danny says laughing. “Damn it Jake…can’t you control yourself for one night?” Josh replies, setting his tequila down on the counter to refill his cup. You giggle, Danny wraps his arm around your waist.

“I think we’re gonna head on out, see you guys later.” Danny waved to the boys, you wave to Josh along with a soft smile. Complete ignoring Jake on your way out.

~~*~~

Danny pulls into your driveway, turning the car off. He doesn’t move, you look over and you can tell something was bothering him.

“..hey baby? are you okay?” you ask him softly, reaching over to the back of his head to softly massage his neck. You lay your head back and wait for his response. He grabs your hand, pulling it to his lips, he closes his eyes. Finally, he looks up to meet your gaze that was fixed on him. “Please don’t fall for Jake.” he pleads in almost a whisper, you sit up in the seat and place both of your hands on the sides of his face. “Danny, i would never hurt you like that. Anyways, he’s too short for my liking.” you replied back, placing a kiss on his nose. He laughs “..too short??”

“Yes, don’t you know i like my men at least over 6 foot.” trying to reassure him the best you can, while feeling guilty about the way Jake burned your core.

You both exist the car, stepping up to the porch to unlock your door. Grabbing Danny’s hand you lead him into the house, kicking your heels off at the door, he slips his off as well. Both of you work your way down the hall to your bedroom. Standing on either sides of the bed, you both strip down to almost nothing. You throw on one of his old band t shirts, a pair of comfy panties and throw your hair up into a bun. Danny only wearing a pair of black boxers is already in bed waiting for you. Crawling into bed, into his arms. You feel safe, like you belong within his embrace.

“I don’t think i have asked yet, but would you be my girlfriend?” he asks, looking up at him while your head is still on his chest. Bringing your finger to his lips, you gently squeeze his bottom lip to get his attention. His gaze now on you, you prop your head up and give him tiny kisses against his lip. Your smile getting bigger with each kiss.

“I thought you’d never ask..” you reply, you lay your head on his chest. He lets out a small giggle, squeezing his arms around you placing a kiss on the top of your head.

You both fall asleep, peacefully.

~~*~~

“Trick or treat..” you hear Emmy say, Danny and you are watching her from the side walk. She walks down from the house, grabbing Danny’s fingers in one hand and yours in the other. Taking her to the next house to get candy.

“She the cutest little witch out here.” Danny says admiring her walking up to the next house.

You smile hearing him adore your child, might be the sexiest thing to ever come out of his mouth. “I might be bias, but i think i have the cutest child around.” you say smiling up at him, it’s chilly. You stand closer to him to feel his warmth, wrapping you up in his arms. He kisses your head, “i definitely agree on that, my love.” he replies.

You all go back to the house after a night of walking around receiving candy. Emmy dumped out all of her candy in the living room floor. Danny is propped up on his elbow, laying down in the floor with her. Both of them, sorting out the candy she likes and dislikes. You’re in the kitchen, finishing up dinner. Danny walks in, “It smells amazing babe, what are we having?” he asks walking behind you, pulling you into a hug, his lips find their way to your neck. “Chicken parmesan” leaning back on him, the thought of him leaving tomorrow for tour makes your heart ache. “You’ve been quiet today, my love.” Danny says, he pulls his hands to your waist spinning you around to face him. Your eyes start to fill with tears, “i’m just going to really miss you, that’s all.” you say to him, swallowing hard trying to keep the tears in. He grabs your face, looking into your eyes. “..hey hey, baby i’ll be back before you know it.” he pulls you into his chest, you embrace him.

~~*~~

It’s the next morning, Emmy and you follow Danny to his house to help him finish up packing for the road. Emmy running around enjoying the bigger space of his home, you’re running down the list of the things he needs or might forget if you don’t remind him.

“…toothbrush, deodorant, charger, drumsticks…” you start naming everything you can think of. “yes, MOM…” Danny playfully replies, poking your side with his drumsticks. “i’m trying to help you, babe.” you say back, he grabs you by your waist and pulls you into a hug. “I’m going to miss you, bossing me around.” he said kissing the tip of your nose. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you breathe deeply remembering his scent.

Emmy on your hip, you all are standing in his drive way. He’s loading up the rest of his belongings onto the bus, he steps out to Emmy and you waiting for him to say his goodbyes.

“i miss you..Dan, i love you..” Emmy says holding her hands out to Danny to pick her up. Danny grabs Emmy, holding out a fist to give her a fist bump. “i love you and i’m gonna miss you tons.” he says to her, she wraps her little arms around his neck and he gives her the biggest hug. Your eyes start to fill with tears, witness the purest moment between the man you’re falling for and your child. Danny notices the sadness on your face, holding out one arm while the other is still holding Emmy. You embrace him and hug him, tears begin to fall. “I’m going to miss you mama” he says rubbing your back and placing a kiss on the side of your head. You step back, wiping your tears from your face, you take Emmy out of his arms. “okay baby, Dan has to leave now. We don’t want him to be late to his flight.” you say to her. “Listen to mama, i’ll be back before you know it.” he says placing a kiss on Emmys head.

You lean over to give him one finally kiss, long and sweet as if it will be the last one you’ll ever get from him.

Finally, you girls are on the sidewalk. Danny walks onto the bus. The doors shut, Emmy holds up a hand waving to Danny as the bus drives away. Turning around, tears still falling from your face you head back to your car.

“Mommy, do you love Dan?” Emmy says while you’re putting her into her car seat.

“I think so baby.” you reply, closing the car door.

You stand against the car, running through your thoughts. Do i really love this man? It’s been a few weeks, can you fall for someone this fast?

Whispering under your breath, “i think i do love him.”

Part Three

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