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mournings-stars · 2 months

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Maybe the wrapping wings around heddies but the reader wraps their wings around the characters?

okay i rly like this but what about with characters that don’t have wings?? (lmk if yall want characters w wings cus this is kinda silly funny haha)

charlie

she loves when your wings wrap around her — every time she hugs you, she’s waiting for that extra warmth and when it comes she just hugs you even tighter

she wouldn’t ask you to do it, but if you put a wing around her in public she’s trying not to get too excited

cuddling is a must for wings. you’re sitting on the couch? she wants a nice feathery blanket. lying in bed? same thing. watching a scary movie? she’s using your wings as a shield to duck under anytime theres a jump scare

if you asked her if she’d like a wing, she’s the happiest you’ve ever seen her

“im starting to wonder if you’re just dating me for my wings,” you’d joke and she’d laugh and say, “they’re definitely a plus” while running her finger over the top of one (this girl likes to tease i know it)

she loves when you cuddle up to her and wrap your wings around her, like she just melts

she does not let anyone play with them. ever. if niffty tried to go scurrying around them, she’s taking her away faster than she can blink

your wings are hers as much as they are yours, but that’s a silent rule between you two that she doesn’t plan on voicing

she just gives “let me be your wings” from thumbelina vibes like you would have a duet like that

alastor

now if you ever need to gossip, he’s clearing his throat and you’re shielding your conversation with your wings while you two laugh and whisper

he does not want anyone touching him but if you put a wing around him he knows you guys have some important business to talk about

sometimes you throw up your wing, whisper, and he has to stop himself from laughing when you quickly put your wing down, alastor batting it with his microphone as you laughed

now if he’s ever hurt, that’s when your wings go around him, making sure no one sees so he can escape to saftey

you’d always come to his rescue even if he got mad at you for it, wings wrapping around him as you struck his attacker faster than he could summon his shadows (and he definitely gets pissed about it but hey what are … friends …. for!)

wings are for shit talking and the occasional life saver when it comes to al

angel dust

he loves the security of your wings

after a long day, you’d just lie in his room, wings wrapped around him as he held you close — he’d either fall asleep or want to sit in silence like that, but either way you were happy to help

sometimes you’d just sit at the bar, wing around him as you talked and laughed together

whenever you went out together, your wings were a strict barrier that no one dared to cross. you put a wing in front of angel when some guy approaches him? he and every other demon are backing off for the rest of the night. you’re walking down the street? wing around him and no one is approaching you

he definitely asks you to do it (in his own very special way) and he likes to tease you when you’re around other people

but you both know he treasures the safety your wings give him

pentious

my boy pentious 100% thinks you’ve turned against him the first time you drape your wings over him — you could’ve literally been sleeping and he’d accuse you of trying to smother him

“i was sleeping!” “your subconscious mind plans to kill me, too!”

he warms up to it though because the next time it happens you’re fast asleep and theres no attempt to block his airways, or whatever he thought you’d do, so he snuggles into the warmth

being a snake (i love snakes im gonna b a lil nerdy about this one) pen likes to burrow. especially at night. he’d start to curl up under the warmth of your wings and rest there until you eventually moved

some days you’d wake up and he’d be completely hidden beneath your wings. if you lift one, he’d very quickly tug it back (definitely how he found out about sensitive wings)

he felt very bad :(

cherri

wings are for parties!

they give you the best dance numbers — dramatic reveal, awesome poses, super dope flying routine…!

then they’re for comedowns because once you’re home from the club shit hits the fan and you’re wrapping your wings around her so she can even try to sleep

but then the morning comes and you brush it off cus it’s time to blow shit up!

definitely using your wings as a shield though — they’re probably dyed pink and red by now, with all the times you’ve had to cover the two of you from explosives

but she finds it super hot so…

velvette

she likes to fuck with you

1000% uses them as her personal armor — you’re basically a body guard

she’ll wrap them around herself while looking in the mirror, modeling your wings like a feather coat

“my wings are not going in your collection,” you’d have to tell her, still pulling her closer with them as you met her eyes in the mirror

“yeah, guess you’re right. can’t have anyone else getting a hold of these, can we?”

she loves being wrapped in them while she sleeps — she loves you sleeping next her, cause then she can lay them however she wants

it’s always best when you’re wings fold in and bring her closer though

definitely been used for a private moment in the office

she says they’re your best asset

vox

now this man is, under no circumstances, letting you wrap your wings around him

in public? absolutely not…

in private? well…. no! totally not!

at least not until you’re asleep and he’s situating himself beneath them. it’s not his fault a feather blanket helps him fall asleep

you’ve definitely waited until he fell asleep, draped you wings over him, and watched him relax into them

he’s not slick

like at all

not even in public

he’ll touch them and the minute one even wraps around him, his screen is buffering

speaking of in public… just wait til you’re at a party. he’s drunk and all over you, touching your wings, handling them like their his own, you have to use them to shield the two of you when he gets too handsy, and he loves it; pushing your buttons until your wings are around him and being more than satisfied by that

niffty

girl is crazy

she cleans them, climbs on them, inspects them (almost rips the fuck out of your feathers)

there’s no way you can wrap that girl up, she’s too quick

but she would love petting them and thats why shes here

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mariclerc · 3 months

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Hi! Are you taking requests? I would love to read something with Charles where the reader is quite shy and maybe not very experienced relationship wise, but Charles is very patient and understanding and helping them get used to the new situation?

Thank you for this request, it seems like something very precious and cute to me🥺🤍. I hope you like it! 🫶🏻

A slow pace | cl16

Summary: Where you don't usually have much experience in the romantic aspect, but you have a boyfriend who is willing to go slow if you need to.

Warning: none, just Charles being softie and such a simp for you.

Part 2.

Something you have always wanted and desired since you were a teenager probably was to be in a relationship. You have vivid memories of all of your friends talking to you about how nice it felt to have a boyfriend and do fun and cute things together. But, despite this, here you are, at your boyfriend's house ready to spend a very pleasant time with him.

“Almost done! How does pasta sounds princess?” says Charles from the kitchen.

You turn in your seat on the couch and give him a shy little smile. “Pasta sounds great... Thank you!”

Charles turns and wipes his hands with a dishcloth, He walks towards you and takes a seat next to you, gently taking your hand.

“Hey, are you okay? You're a little quiet tonight, is something wrong?” He asks with calm in his voice, you bite your lip as you look down at your hands.

“It's just... Everything is so new to me, I mean... us. I've never dated anyone before you and... It's all a bit overwhelming sometimes.”

You've been dating Charles for a couple of months and, honestly, he is the most attentive and loving boy you have ever met. At first you thought he was going to reject you for being too shy or something like that, but he's the complete opposite of any guy out there. And even though you've been dating for a while and so on, you can't help but feel a little shy around him.

Charles squeezes your hand reassuringly. “Oh baby, it's okay to feel that way! Everything takes time, I just want you to know that I am here with you, throughout this journey. No pressure, no judgement, just us.”

You look up at him, you eyes sparkling. “You're the best Charlie! I know I'm not exactly the most... experienced girlfriend, but you make it so easy for me.”

He smiles at you. “It's nothing darling, for you I do anything, everything possible to see that pretty little smile on your face.” He says as he winks at you and you smile.

After a while he serves the pasta and they have their dinner in a fairly calm atmosphere between both of you, a few knowing glances, some shy giggles from both of you and the occasional brush of hands and honestly you couldn't ask for more in a boyfriend.

“So, uhm... What do you want to do after we clean this up?” you ask with some shyness.

“Honestly? I just want to spend time with you baby.”

Your heart flutters at his words and you blush. “Me too! But, I don't want to be boring...”

He looks at you and smiles. “You could never be boring y/n. You're the most interesting person I know.”

You blush again, a small smile playing on your lips. “You think so?”

“Absolutely babe. You're kind, funny, and you have this amazing way of seeing the world! Also, you make me laugh even when I'm feeling down.” He leans closer, his eyes sparkling. “So, what do you say? Movie marathon and warm cuddles?”

“Sounds perfect for me!” you say smiling.

You both finish cleaning the dishes and go to snuggle on the couch, after a while of watching the movie you turn to look at him and you can't stop thinking about how lucky you are to have someone as patient and cute as him by your side. He pulls you into a hug, and you snuggle closer, feeling safe and loved in his arms.

“Mhm... Charlie?” you whispered at him, he humms in response. “Thank you for being so patient with me... I know I can be very... shy sometimes.”

He smiles and kisses your forehead tenderly. “Hey, there's nothing wrong with being shy, it just makes you more special! And I'm so happy to wait for you to open up, at your own pace.”

You look up and smile, your eyes filled with gratitude. “You're the best!”

“We can take things as slowly as you need princess... If you think we're going too fast, just tell me okay? I have no problem slowing down the pace for you... Just for you my sweet angel.”

You nod and he smiles and kisses you softly, with an unspoken promise hanging in the air, you know, with Charles by your side, you'll be alright. He'll guide you, support you and loving you unconditionally until he sees you blossom into the woman you were always meant to be. You know, deep down, that this is something special, something that not everyone is lucky to get but that you, fortunately are.

#charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc #formula one x reader #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc x reader #f1 x you #charles x reader

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everlastlady · 11 months

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Cuddles & Rain

☕┆ Author's Note: Hello! My little imps, demonic sinners, & powerful overlords. Welcome back! To another story a cute little short one. Cuddles and rain, I choose my favorite overlords because why not. So I hope you enjoy this story. Included Rosie because a lot of people forget she's an Overlord but I can't wait to see her again when Hazbin Hotel comes out.

☕┆ Story Contains: Cuddles, Rain, & Wholesome

☕┆ Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

☕┆ Word Count: 706

🦌Alastor: It had been raining today. You stood by the window drinking tea. You were watching the rain fall and let out a soft sigh. You loved watching the rain fall, but you missed Alastor. You knew your goofy chaotic boyfriend was busy helping at the Hotel, but only for his gain but you didn’t dabble in Alastor’s games. You spent the day cleaning, eating, and just doing your own thing. You lay on the couch, watching a movie, and drinking hot chocolate. You heard the door open and looked over hearing Alastor’s hums fill the apartment. He looked at you and smiled. “ Hello! My beautiful little doe eyes. “ Alastor said. He walked over and placed a kiss on your head. “ Enjoying cocoa and watching a movie? Here let me join, I’m freezing my behind off. Charlie dearest had us do some team bonding and Angel got touchy but let us just say he won’t be touching, anything for a while. “ Alastor said with a laugh. He got on the couch with you and wrapped himself in your blanket. He slides you on top of him and cuddles you. “ I’ve missed you, I’m sorry my little games keep me away from you. “ He said softly and gave you a couple of kisses on the cheek. The two of you cuddle after the movie ended. Alastor wanted to listen to his radio, but he still held you close. Just you, Alastor, and the sounds of the radio that you both listen to.

📺Vox: You were sitting on the couch reading a book. It had been raining outside so you cancelled your plans. So you could enjoy your book and the rain. You always loved the rain. It made you feel calm and at peace sometimes. You wish that it could rain and your boyfriend Vox did make you an app that makes rain noises. You heard footsteps while you were reading, but you didn’t look up from your book. But you saw those blue claws blocking your page. You looked up to see your boyfriend. “ Hello, my dear, I’m home early the meeting with the Vs’ was short which is great, Valentino was getting annoying. “ Vox mumbled and sat next to you while picking up your legs and dropping them in his lap. “ What are you reading? “ He asked while releasing his claws on your book. You told them the name of your book and Vox tilted his head. “ Sounds interesting, do you mind reading to me? My love. “ Vox said while smiling at you, his screen glitched a bit. You smiled and nodded your head. You laid on top of Vox and curled up on him, you started from the beginning so that he wouldn’t be confused. Vox was interested in the story and loved the way you read. Just you, Vox, and the book that you both read.

🍖Rosie: You were in the kitchen and had just finished making cookies. It was raining outside so you decided to bake some baked goods. You knew Your girlfriend Rosie was at work. And you loved to just bake, it was a hobby that you and Rosie shared. You both didn’t buy any baked goods the only time you both did. Was if you were both eating out. You walked into the living room and saw Rosie lighting the fireplace. She turned around and smiled at you. “ Hello, my sweetpea, I just got home, I smell something delicious and I know it's not just you. “ She said with a sweet giggle. You told Rosie that you were making cookies. This made your darling girlfriend happy. You walked away and came back with a plate of cookies. “ I’ll make us some tea, you can't have cookies without tea. “ She said happily and walked into the kitchen. You sat on the couch eating the cookie and after a while, Rosie returned with two cups of tea. She sat next to you and pulled you close. She was drinking her tea while rubbing your arm. You both eventually end up cuddling after finishing off the cookies and tea. Rosie wipes a crumb from the corner of your mouth and kisses you. Just you, Rosie, and the sweet treats you both enjoyed.

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yup-thats-me · 7 months

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THOSE EYES•JJK MEN

♡ a bunch of prompts based on the song Those Eyes by New West

warnings: drinking, period, aftercare.

❝When we're out in a crowd laughing loud//And nobody knows why❞

GOJO SATORU

Her laugh rang through the entire room, the melodious sound making heads turn. Yes, she was laughing loudly, but did she care? hell no! not when her boyfriend is looking at her like she's the most beautiful thing in the entire universe.

Gojo kept staring at y/n, watched as she rolled her head back against the head rest of the couch, clutching her stomach, the smile ever present on his face. Exactly what did he do to deserve such a beautiful girl, he thought. smiling still, he wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer to him.

People were staring, yes but how could anyone not when the two looked so happy. some people were jealous just by seeing them. most girls though just thinking how lucky Y/n is to be The Gojo Satoru's girlfriend. to be The Honoured One's soon to be wife? oh how lucky she was!

but Gojo knew better. Y/n is not Y/n because she's got Gojo Satoru by her side. rather, Gojo Satoru was Gojo Satoru because he's got Y/n by his side. oh how lucky HE was to hold y/n, which according to him was, the incarnation of Aphrodite(y/n has always said that's a bit too much) her beauty, kindness to all living creatures always fascinated him. how could someone be so beautiful and perfect, he'll never know.

all he knows is that now that he has y/n, he'll never ever let go. he'd always want to hold her hand and walk down the road, always wake up to her face glowing from the sun rays, always smile when she smiles. always be there for her to cuddle and kiss and bake cookies together, to treat the kids together at school, to always irritate Nanami together (although, Nanami doesn't dislike y/n as much as he does Gojo. he's rather fond of her), take the juniors to roam around the city together. he'll always want her. he'll always be hers. just hers.

"Y/n", Hojo spoke softly as Y/n quited down from her laughter. "Mm?"

He took her hand and pressed a kiss on the diamond ring. "My heart is, and always will be yours."

"I never had a doubt, Satoru," Y/n smiled kissing him tenderly.

♡♡♡

❞Going home in the back of a car//And your hand touches mine❝

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

"should I call an Uber?" her blind date asked y/n as the two came out of the movie theater. "sure"

Megumi Fushiguro. the bilnd date y/n's friend, Nobara nad Yuji had set her up with. they did say he was introverted and did not speak much. but y/n discovered, much to her surprise, he did speak quite a lot. he was the one to do all the talking. she was greatful to him otherwise the date would've gone entirely like a Charlie Chaplin movie knowing how catious she is around new people. but for some unknown reason, her brain did not tell her to shut him off as it usually does for other people. she was an introvert herself and knows how the brain can torment sometimes but thus time it did not. it did sort scream "Run away from this date and don't look back, he'll kidnap you," or "he's bad. I can just sense. now you're doomed. maybe he will sell your body parts on eBay", and things along those lines. her brain was quite for the first time.

as the two waited for the cab to arrive, "I'll be back in a second," Megumi said as he ran to the shop across the street. within a minute, he came back with a big box of chocolates. "Here," he blushed as he handed her the box. "thought I'd give you a token for our first date, of which I hope will be many..." He said, scratching the back of his head.

Y/n smiled taking the box from him. "I assure you, there will be."

the cab arrived in another five minutes, and Megumi, as the gentleman that he is, held the door out for Y/n, then got in. "Would you like some music, sir?" the driver asked. "Sure," Megumi replied after he had looked at y/n and gotten the nod of approval.

the lyrics of "Fools Gold" surrounded the car. perfect song for the perfect situation.

Y/n was looking out the window when she felt Megumi's hand brush against hers. all throughout the date, both of them where hesitant to hold hands. ibut now feels right. the moment feels right.

so y/n slowly intertlaced her fingers with his. the entire care ride they held hands silently, smiling and blushing profusely.

when at last the car stopped, he got out first, held the door out for her, and stood awkwardly before her door. "So we'll meet again, I hope?" Megumi asked nervously.

Y/n smiled, pecking him on the cheek. "How does next Friday sound?" She asked cheekyly. A very flustered Megumi nodded and took off, but before her literally ran away, he turned around one last time. "Good night, Y/n, and thank you for being the best blind date ever.."

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❝When we're done making love//And you look up and give me those eyes❞

GETO SUGURU

"was I too rough, sweetheart?" Geto asked softly moving the few strands of hair away form Y/n's sweaty face. "No...you were as perfect as always," Y/n smiled at him, and Geto swore he could see literal stars in her eyes. oh how he loved those eyes. eyes that tell him she's telling the truth. eyes that tell him silently how much she loves him.

"Can you walk, darling?" a question to which his lover laughed. "You think?" True. when was there a time when Y/n was able to walk after making love with Geto?

Geto blushed, sitting up on the bed. "Where are you going, Ge?" y/n asked lazily. "I'll run a bath for the tow of us, okay? rest a bit, I'll take you when it's ready, okay, lovely?" Y/n nodded.

after about twenty minutes, Geto came back and carried Y/n bridal style to the bathtub and set her down. instantly, the scented candles and the essential oils refresehened her. she opened her eyes to see Geto sitting on a tool beside her. shampoo in hand. "ready. love?" Y/n nodded.

she relaxed in his touch as his hands gently messaged her scalp. after her hair, Geto washed her entire body. when he was done with her, he washed himself then back again carried Y/n, changed her. into one of her favourite shirts of him, towel dried her hair, applied her night cream for her and then at last, tucked her in.

when he was done with her, he did his routine and git in thr bed beside her. as soon as y/n felt Geto's presence beside her. she snuggled closer to her boyfriend to which Geto replied by wrapping his hand around her and pulling her even close. "Good night, Sugu."

"Good night, Y/n," He kissed the top of her head. "And remember, I love you."

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'❝Cause all of the small things that you do//Are what remind me why I fell for you❞

ITADORI YUJI

being Yuji's girlfriend had its own perks. fighting off curses together, mending each other's wounds, irritating Megumi together with Nobara and Yuji. but apart from all the fun, Yuji was genuinely a golden retriever. he would always be excited to go in dates with you. buy small trinkets that reminded him of you, bringing him cakes and chocolates from missions. bringing home injured or abandoned animals home just because he felt bad leaving them out in the street. what a sweet boy he was.

but the most caring he was of you when your periods came. he had a tracking app on his phone for you just so he could keep all the necessities—pads, tampons, chocolate, nutella. creams. heat pack, painkillers— everything "in stock", according to him.

a single word from you this morning and he knew your periods came. "I'll be over in two minutes," He had said as he hung up, and true to his words, was over at your place in two minutes. he immediately went over to your bedroom, set you down on the couch while be changed the sheet and the pillow cases, turned on the TV for you, put on a fresh pair of panties and led you in thr bathroom. by the time you came out, there was chocolates and juice waiting for you on the bed for you.

"come forth, my princess and claim what's yours," he smiled at his own cheesiness. you gave him a tired smile and went under thr blanket with the chocolates. Yuji smiled at you while you ate. "Yuji?"

"Yes, Y/n?"

"Why do you take care of me? like all other boyfriends I've heard, just bring over snacks and stuff, but you literally do everything for me. I feel like a nine months pregnant lady whenever my period comes," you said, biting into the chocolate and offered him one.

Yuji smiled, eating the chocolate. "Because good things slip away from my hand, and I don't want to lose you.'' Although he did not mean it in a sad way, it still made you cry as you remembered Junpei.

"I'm sorry!" y/n bawled. "Ehhhhh?" Yuji was quite literally shocked to see his girlfriend cry seemingly out of nowhere. he rushed to her side and slowly cradled her.

once Y/n quited down, she looked up at Yuji and pecked him on thr cheek. "I love you for everything you do for me. Thank you, Yuji."

Yuji smiled, kissing her on the cheek. "I'm grateful to be your boyfriend, Y/n. I love you too."

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❝And when we're apart, and I'm missing you// I close my eyes and all I see is you❞

OKKOTSU YUTA

25. it has been 25 days that Yuta has been away from you. from home. sent to yokaahama on a mission by his sensei. yes he was accompanied by Panda but nothing could ever take his mind off you.

he stood on the balcony of the hotel room that looked over the night city. it was a beautiful sight indeed. but it would have been more beautiful if you would have been there beside him. sighing deeply, he siped his tea. "Missing Y/n again?" Panda asked as he stood beside him. "You know I always do, Pan."

the two kept quite for sometime. Yuta had his eyes closed trying to think of something else. a futile thing to do. because every time, no matter what the time was, the only thing that he ever thought of was you. your smile, your hands as they ran through his hair when he laid in your lap, you making his favourite food when he come home from missions, him telling you all the things that had happened during the day. oh boy did he miss you dearly.

"Call her then," Panda suggested. Yuta shook his head. "What is she's asleep? I don't want to disturb her." Panda chuckled. "Young couples. just call her, dude! she'll be waiting for your call I'm sure," Panda said walking back inside.

Yuta sighed, dailing your number. after ringing a few times, "Hello? babe?" the sweet voice of his girlfriend was like honey to his ears.

"Hi, love." He sighed. "You're not sleeping?"

"Nuh-uh. I miss you."

Yuta sighed again. he felt bad. he actualy did. he was cutting off the days on the calender of when he'll be able to be in your arms again. "I miss you, baby. I'm sorry I have to be gone this long. I promise I'll make it upto you."

"no need to make it up to me, love. just come home safe 'k? I don't want to spend the first night together with me mending your cuts. but you know I don't mind right?" to which Yuta nodded then he remembered you can't see him so he replied verbally again. "Good. now tell me, are you really okay? you don't call this late often."

Yuta was quite for sometime then he spoke again. "Nothing in particular. just missing you."

"I do too love. I promise we'll have so.much fun together, yeah? I've chosen many movies to which we can have cuddle dates to. then I tried many new food recipes as well. wanna try?"

"Mm."

"So we'll make them together then you come back."

the two talked for hours. in the spn of two hours, Yuta has gone inside his room and was laying on the bed. when the audio call turned into a face time he didn't know but he couldn't care less. "Y/n. I'm a bit sleepy," He said facing her lazily. "Oh? do you want me to hang up? I don't mind. you need your rest after all." Yuta shook his head. "No. could you keep the call on, please?"

"Sure thing, love. good night i love you, Yuta."

"love you too, Y/n. dream of me, yeah?" He chuckled softly. "I always do."

with that, the two lovers fell asleep while in the call. when Panda came in Yuta's room to ask for his charger, he smiled when he saw that his friend was finally resting. he knew the only one that could make him rest was you. you were the perfect match for him, as he was yours.

♡♡♡

❝When you call me at night while you're out//Getting high with your friends//Every "hi", every "bye", every "I love you" you've ever said❞

KENTO NANAMI

Y/n's girls night out was something that has always worried Nanami. not because he thinks you'll run away from him and to some other men. oh no! that idea never even occurred to him in his sleep.

what he was worried about was you. or more specifically, a drunk you. drinking and Y/n never went well with each other. there were times when Nanami had to take off a day from work just so he could take care of a hungover Y/n.

but that doesn't mean he'll stop you from having fun. you deserve to get wild sometimes. you've worked hard these past week and need to let go. and as for Nanami, he is always down to take care of his wife.

Nanami was reading the evening newspaper when his cell phone rang off a "wife" contact name brightening up his mobile screen.

"Hello, y/n?" as soon as the other line spoke, he knew you were drunk. "Ooooh! what a hot voice you have! but I'll let you know, Mister. MY HUSBAND, he's hotter than you! his body is–" he could hear a hand kiss them his wife spoke again. "his body! ohmygod! he's literally carved by the God's!!!" Nanami was already grabbing the car keys while still on the call.

"Y/n,? Love, can you please tell me where you are?"

"uh? where am I? I don't KNOW! Talk to Shoko you stranger!" He talked to Shoko who was not nearly as drunk as Y/n was and got the adress from her.

when he arrived I'm front of the bar, he saw Y/n leaning on Shoko while she blabbered to Gojo. "My man, Shoko. Nanami ks better than anyome! he's more hotter than Thor! you know I'm right, I always am! hehe," She giggled. Nanami quickly ran to her and picked her up bridal style. "thank you for taking care of her, Shoko, Now, if you excuse us", he bowed politely picking Y/n up by her legs and carried her bridal style to the car.

as he put the seat belt over her, Y/n smiled caressing his cheek. "Hi beautiful. you look like mu husband. ha! my husband", she side blushing at the thought of her own husband. her silliness made Nanami smile. she always being like this is the only thing he wishes for.

the drive back home was filled with Y/n telling and sometimes screaming about how good and hot her husband was. when they reached home, Nanami again carried her to their bedroom, rook off her make up, changed her into one of his linen shirts and gave her a glass of water.

he helped her lay down kn the bed and ticket her in. as he was about to go and change himself, Y/n's hands grabbed his wrist, stopping her. "I love Nanami, you stranger." She said and instantly falling asleep. Nanami chuckled once again and kissed the top of her head. "And I love you, Y/n Nanami."

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onewildwrites · 2 years

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Yuck [ Eddie Munson x Reader ]

Word count: 4.4k

Summary: Eddie agrees to entering a purely physical relationship with his long time crush you. The is is how you liked it, no connections, no romance, no strings. But what if Eddie was different?

Warnings: 18+ no minors, smut, fingering, afab reader, angst, talks of parents with marital issues, drug use, swearing, fluff, unrequited pinning, dual pov.

A/N: this is my first time actually posting my writing so please be gentle and feel free to let me know of any mistakes I might have missed! Happy reading! (P.S. this whole fic and title was inspired by Yuck by Charli XCX)

Eddie had a crush on you since the first moment he met you, so when you asked him oh so eloquently; “Wanna fuck?” how could he refuse?

You had built up quite the reputation since freshman year at Hawkins High. Some called you a slut but Eddie didn’t see it that way, he preferred the term “relationship picky”. It wasn’t like you put out for any guy that asked, you just weren't a fan of formal romantics. He knew what he was getting into from the beginning. You had laid down the ground rules pretty plainly: no non-sexual pet names, no after sex cuddling, and most importantly no kissing on the mouth. It hurt him deep down knowing that his feelings for you meant little because of this, but whatever attention he could get from you he would gladly take.

“Fuck,” you moaned as you succumbed to the pleasure Eddie was giving you.

He could feel your hot breath against his neck as you pulled his long locks. The sound of his now erratic thrusts overtook the room. He was so close.

“Please Eddie,” your voice hoarse from overuse.

“Whaddaya want sweetheart?” his hands grabbing your hips harder pulling you impossibly close.

This was the fifth time you had invited Eddie over to hook up– not that he was counting or anything. If he was lucky enough sometimes you would let him hangout afterwards. You guys would smoke, or watch a movie on opposite ends of the couch, and sometimes you would just talk. Don’t get him wrong, he really really liked the sex but sometimes he just wanted to be around you. Jesus he sounds like such a pussy.

“Come for me, please,” you gasped, your chest pressed so close to his he felt like he was crushing you.

“Shit,” he groaned, that was all it took for him to break, giving you one last thrust before finishing into the condom.

He leaned his head forward, collapsing into the pillow behind you trying to catch his breath. No matter if you let him stay around for a while or not this was a moment he always counted on. Where you were both so exhausted it allowed for some of your outer layers to shed away. So caught up on remembering how to adjust you allowed him to surround you. He could rest his head into the crook of your neck, or you would fall into his tattooed chest. And for just a few meaningless seconds he forgot what this agreement was.

You ran your hands down the sides of his torso. God he was so much broader than you remembered him being. Would this count as cuddling? You quickly let your hands fall back onto the mattress. Can't take any chances.

You had chosen Eddie as one of your “victims”--as you heard your peers so lovingly call them– because he was quiet about personal shit. When he wasn't walking on cafeteria tables or loudly imitating the sounds of a guitar, he was surprisingly normal, if that was even the right word for Eddie. And quite frankly you were tired of hearing the details of your latest fuck spread around school like a wildfire. Plus he was hot, obviously.

“You know you fucked up this time right?” you tried to sound self assured despite your still heavy breathing.

Every muscle in Eddie's body froze. Shit, he didn’t remember doing anything out of the ordinary. “Hey, I’m pretty sure you came unless you're faking it now.” he joked as he lowered his face to look down at you. “Which I would be deeply wounded by,” Eddie forced a faux dramatic frown on his face despite his internal panic. Did he kiss you and not remember? No, he definitely would have remembered that.

“No,” You pushed yourself up on your elbows, moving Eddie off you and forcing him to pull out. You winced at the feeling. He made quick work of removing the condom and tossing it into the small garbage can. Almost running back to your bed so you could finish your sentence.

“You called me sweetheart, that falls under non-sexual pet names,” your voice was calm as you corrected him like a small child.

“Oh… sorry, force of habit I guess,” The only other person Eddie had sex with was an ex girlfriend who broke up with him once it was clear he wasn’t gonna graduate the first time around. He was never the type for a one night stand.

“It’s fine, just don’t let it happen again.” you patted his thigh before moving past him to search the room for your clothes.

Eddie started to cover himself with your sheets, suddenly very aware of his nakedness. “Promise,” he said, it was barely a whisper. He pretended to be preoccupied with his rings so you wouldn’t notice him watching you get dressed out of the corner of his eyeline.

You pulled your shirt over your head with a sigh, moving your hair from blocking your vision. Turning to sit in front of your bedroom mirror you picked at the small details of your face. This was routine since your mother pointed out your disheveled looks after your first get together with Eddie. Smudged mascara? Check. Out of control hair? Check. Hickies covering your neck? Check. He made you feel out of control sometimes and you were still unsure if you liked it or not.

Noticing Eddie hadn’t moved in a while you spoke up, “You wanna get dressed Eddie?”

“Oh yeah, right sorry,” he said like he was just shaken out of a deep sleep. So he wasn’t allowed to hang around this time, that was fine with him.

He dressed as swiftly as possible as you watched from the view in your mirror.

Once he put on his jean vest he found himself unsure of what to do. This wasn’t the first time he had to leave after you guys hooked up but it was always a challenge. He never knew what you wanted him to do after. Did you want him to say goodbye, just leave? One time he gave you what must have been the world's most awkward handshake.

You turned to look in his direction after fixing your appearance.

“Well…” he rocked back and forth on the heels of his boots, swinging his hand into each other. “Always a pleasure.” “Always a pleasure”!? What was wrong with him?

You awkwardly rubbed your lips together as you slowly nodded your head. Why did you have to pick this poor boy? “Yep.”

He made his way towards your window, giving you a small wave before disappearing from your view. You couldn’t contain the small smile from creeping it way onto your face. As you looked back towards yourself in the vanity your expression dropped. This wasn’t happening.

–

Besides the occasional call he received from you, Eddie's day-to-day life didn't really change.

If he decided to, he would show up to school, work on a new campaign for the Hellfire Club, deal to his usual list of clients, go home, play guitar ‘til someone made a noise complaint and smoke.

You wouldn’t acknowledge his existence at school, which he didn’t take personally. He knew you didn’t think you were too good to be seen around him, you weren’t that type of person. You were just acutely aware that people talked, and you hoped Eddie wouldn’t end up on your seemingly endless list of rumoured hookups. Eddie hadn’t told anyone about what you guys were doing besides his diary– which no one will ever find out about– he hated those types of guys.

The ones who felt it necessary to tell everyone within earshot of their latest conquest. Most of them were fucking lying to begin with. And they loved talking about how easy it was for them to get with whichever girl it was they were bragging about that day. Like they weren't as eager participants as the chick was in the whole thing. It was bullshit.

Eddie knew that being with you was a privilege and he looked forward to every call.

He walked into the cafeteria with his usual carefree attitude looking for the rest of the Hellfire Club. While scanning the room he was surprised to find you sitting alone at a smaller table in the back of the cafeteria. You rarely ate lunch at school, usually walking to your friends house for the break. He then noticed the defeated expression on your face as you moved your food around with the plastic fork. Something was definitely wrong. He knew better than to go over to you, it would be suspicious that Eddie the freak who had never even been seen speaking to you was suddenly so concerned for your well being. But he wanted nothing more than to make sure you were okay.

Just when he was about to say screw it and walk over to you he heard Dustin calling his name across the room and turned in his direction.

“What are you doing?” Dustin asked with a confused look on his face.

Eddie turned back in your direction just to see you walking out of the cafeteria at a speed he had never seen you leave before.

Eddie moved his head slowly back in Dustin's direction, still keeping his eyes locked on your spot, “Nothing man, just looking for you.” He made his way to his usual group of friends thinking of you.

–

He spent the entirety of lunch worrying about you. Once he got to fourth period he noticed you were absent from chemistry. You never missed a day of class unless it was an emergency. As soon as the period break bell rang he grabbed his shit and ditched the rest of the day, he wouldn’t have been able to focus anyway. He didn’t remember how he ended up standing on the front steps of your house but he was sure to receive a speeding ticket for how fast he ended up here.

He frantically rang your doorbell ‘til you answered. Your eyes were glassy and red, like you'd been crying.

“Eddie, what the hell are you doing here? I didn’t call,”

“I know, it’s just I saw you run out of the cafeteria and you weren’t in chemistry so I just thought I would come check on you.” He tried his best to sound casual, looking down at his boots.

“Jesus Eddie, you're not my boyfriend ya know,” He didn’t need to be looking at you to tell you were pissed.

clearly his “casual” wasn’t working.

“I know,” as much as I want to be. “You just seemed so stressed and seeing as I’m kind of an expert in the art of destressing medicines, I came bearing gifts.” He got the courage to look back up at your face and he held out his special metal lunch box.

You let out a chuckle, a smile forming on your lips. “Now you're speaking my language Munson, get in here!” you pulled him through the front door by the collar of his jacket.

–

A lot of people didn’t know that weed could sometimes act like a truth serum for Eddie. In the haze of a high he tended to be bolder, he was by no means shy but put a girl he's had a crush on forever in front of him and a joint and oh boy, he’ll sing like a canary. So in this moment he finally had the guts to ask;

“Why do you hate relationships so much?”

You made eye contact with him, you definitely weren't expecting that question.

“When did you get so nosey Eddie?” you let the joint hang from your fingers.

“Come on, don't try to avoid the question,” he rolled his eyes. “I never questioned you before, in fact I admired your hatred towards relationships because I thought it was some feminist shit, But now I don’t think thats true.”

“Oh yeah?” you questioned, you never told anyone why you hated romance and you didn't think you ever would. But you're intrigued to see where this goes.

“Yeah, so tell me, what is it,” he spoke so plainly it shocked you. Eddie, the same guy who was too afraid to tell you what he wanted when you first started having sex– and now suddenly it’s like he’s asking for a piece of your soul. “And you know I won’t tell anyone so don’t make up excuses.”

You let out a dry laugh in surprise. It was as if Eddie had been suddenly replaced by this journalist looking for the scoop.

“Fine, you wanna know the truth?” you said defensively, Eddie lifted his head with intrigue. “I think love and romance are all great made up scams to trick people into thinking it’s ok to use others for their own selfish needs.” you finished your rant off by taking a puff of the joint in your hand.

Eddie slumped back down and let out a noise of disbelief, “I don’t buy that for a second.”

“Oh come on Eddie you can’t be that naive!” You spoke with an annoyed tone while blowing the smoke from his joint out of your lungs, filling your bedroom. “It’s just a fact of life that guys view relationships as a drag they have to deal with in order to get laid.” You extend your arm from your horizontal position and pass the joint back to him, slouching back into the mattress. “I get the key benefit of a relationship without feeling like a burden and the guys obviously get what they wanted from the start, it's a win-win situation.” A cocky grin crept its way onto your face as you finished your little speech.

Eddie scoffed, “God you're such a pessimist.” The tip of the joint lit a bright orange as he inhaled with little effort.

“No, no, my dear boy I’m just saying what everyone is too afraid to admit.”

“Maybe you can speak for the other guys you’ve been with but I’m not like that.” he put the now nub of a joint out into an empty soda can. “When I’m with somebody it’s because I care about them and want to be around them no matter what that means– if it’s sex, hey great– but there’s so much more than that to a relationship.” he finally stopped to let the air fill his lungs again.

Your mouth had fallen open in the process of Eddie's raving. “Am I hearing this right? Is this a confession from Eddie Munson himself to being a romantic?”

You had known of Eddie's little crush on you since you started this whole arrangement– but that's all you thought it was, just a simple crush. Maybe he had just been thinking about fucking you for a while and you answered his prayer by letting him, and that would be the end of that. You didn’t picture him as the hopelessly in love type.

“You know what, yeah, yeah I am.” he gracelessly stood up on your bed with dramatic flair. He put both hands to mimic a megaphone around his mouth. “I EDDIE MUNSON AM A PROUD ROMANTIC!” he shouted.

It might have been the large amount of weed you just smoked but you swear you have never laughed that hard before in your life.

“Alright cupid, get down before you fall on your ass,”

He sank to his knees back on your bed. “So, what do you say?” he asked with the biggest smile you’ve ever seen.

“To what?” you responded confused, moving back into an upright position.

“Can I romance you?” he begged, giving you his best puppy dog eyes. “I’m not asking you to fall madly in love with me, but I just have this compulsive need to prove you wrong about your very depressing theory.”

“You can try I guess, but I’m telling you it’s not gonna work.” you told him with a look of sympathy.

We’ll see about that,” you could tell by the look on his face he was already cooking up what was bound to be a terrible scheme.

Leaning your head to flop back into the pillows you already found yourself questioning: Why did I agree to this?

–

“Eddie, where the hell are you taking me?” you frustratedly sigh, Eddie woke you up in the middle of a school night, almost shoved you into his van, just to have you walk for the past five minutes blindfolded, guided by Eddie’s hand on your lower back.

“Just a few more steps I promise,” you could practically hear the smirk on his face.

Eddie moved behind you to untie the blindfold– he’d been giddy ever since the moment you let him put it on you. He tried not to get his hopes up, but he had already put you through many “trials” (or “dates'' as normal people often referred to them) and he had noticed slight changes in your demeanor. At first you would spend the majority of your “dates” making fun of them; “wow a movie date, how original Munson”, “Flowers? You spent your hard earned drug money on something that's gonna die in a week?”, “I’m surprised they even let us into this restaurant” etc. You still made those jokes but far less now, and in the moments where you thought he wasn’t watching you he could see a faint smile on your face.

But most importantly to Eddie, you opened up to him in these moments, he learned the reason you gave up on love in the first place was watching your parents marriage turn into what it is today. “I haven't seen them kiss since I was six years old, but at least now they’re finally admitting to each other what they were in this for from the start right?” “They don’t even fucking talk to each other anymore unless it’s about money problems.”

“So, what do you think?” Eddie was clearly filled with anticipation for your response.

“Oh my god,” that was all you could say, taking in the sight in front of you.

Eddie had set up a candlelit picnic at his usual dealing bench. White candles lined the rotting wood of the table and a small pile of pillows and blankets littered the ground– with a picnic basket in the middle of course.

“Eddie it’s so…” beautiful thank you is what you should have said. You just couldn’t bring yourself to give in like that Eddie is just trying to prove a point, you of all people should know deep down all guys are the same. “Cheesey.” you forced out a laugh to make the insult more genuine.

There was a long pause of silence.

Eddie cleared his throat. “Yeah you’re right this was a dumb idea,” he came up from behind you and started blowing out one of the many candles.

“Wait Eddie I’m sorry,” you muttered in apology, seeing the saddened look on his face as he passed you.

“No, you are right.” he turned quickly to look at you, you could see tears pooling in his big brown eyes.

“Always are,” he got progressively louder. “I thought since you chose me it was some sort of sign ya know? That maybe my stupid feelings for you ment something, and maybe I wasn’t just gonna sit around pinning you you like the loser that I am, but hey you proved me wrong, you win right?”

At this point you could now feel the tears building up in your own eyes as your vision became blurred.

“Eddie no, pleas– just listen to me… I’m scared alright,” you admitted. Eddie's eyes had a hard time meeting yours right now. “I didn’t want to be in relationships not because of some big philosophical ideology, but because I was afraid of being unlovable.” you could feel the tightness in your throat start to grow.

You’re unsure of what sudden confidence overtook you but you gently grabbed Eddie's face, making him look at you. “And when I’m with you I don’t feel that way and it terrifies me that when you inevitably leave me I’m gonna end up feeling that way all over again.” you were crying at this point.

“Who said I would ever leave you?” You could feel the cool of his metal rings across your face as caressed away your tears.

“Eddie it’s not logical to think whatever we have going on here is gonna last forever,” you sniffled.

“And we would never know that unless you just give this a chance.” Eddie’s hands extended dramatically to your surroundings. “If you give me the chance to show you how much I care about you, I swear I will not let you regret it for a moment.” you could feel the gentle touch of his hands make their way onto the curve of your waist. “Please,” he wished.

The words were sitting on the tip of your tongue but they just refused to come out.

“Can I at least kiss you goodbye?” Eddie knew you hadn’t had your first kiss yet. Too afraid to give it to the wrong guy. “I don’t want to have my first kiss with somebody who just thinks of me as a hookup”

You nodded, still finding yourself unable to speak.

Eddie slowly brought his thumb up over your bottom lip, delicately brushing against it like a flower petal before leaning in. The kiss is soft and slow, nothing like you would have usually suspected from Eddie. You felt yourself falling into it as if you had done it before. Everything with Eddie was so natural and you couldn’t explain why. As you were about to pull him closer he broke away.

You had yet to open your eyes when you spoke. “Stay,” it was so quiet you're sure he didn’t hear you.

“What?”

“I said stay, please I want thi–” you were cut off by Eddie pulling you back up to his lips. God finally he thought.

You both clumsily made your way onto the blanket pile on the forest floor, kicking off your shoes as you went.

Eddie had fucked you many times but he knew this time was going to be different, he neede it to be perfect. You had laid down first, grabbing Eddie’s shirt collar and bringing him down with you. He smiled against your lips.

“Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that, sweetheart?” hsi hips began moving against yours, he could feel the heat of you over your sleep shorts.

“Fuck,” you gasped at the sensation of his tight jeans over your clothed clit.

“You like that baby?” he teased, grasping your cheeks between his fingers to look at you.

“Eddie please don– mmm, tease,”

He didn’t need you to tell him again. Letting go of your face he reached down to the waistband of your shorts pulling them down along with your panties. You shivered as the cold night air hit you.

“Aw, princess, you get this wet just from a couple kisses?” he giggled, running the tips of his fingers through your folds. You had lost control of your movement, rocking against his hand with a vigorous pace.

You tried to hold back your moans but god he had to make everything so difficult for you. “I can’t help it,” did you always sound this pathetic with Eddie?

“I know baby, I know.” you didn’t even have the time to process his words before his thick fingers made their way inside you.

“Oh god, Eddie!” his lips came crashing down to yours, muffling your moans as his thumb made small circles over your clit. No matter how many times you’d done this you always forgot how good it felt the next time around. You would never tell him this out loud– he already had a bit of an ego, but this was another reason you had chosen Eddie as your newest hookup, guitar players always had a way with their fingers.

His ring and pointer finger making a curling motion inside you, you grabbed his arm digging your nails into his biceps. Your whines broke free as he removed his lips from yours coming up for air.

“You’re so beautiful,” he breathed, eyes glazed over like he was stoned.

“Keep saying stuff like that and this will be over before it even started,” your laugh cut off by another moan.

“You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen in my entire life. I have never wanted anyone else the way I want you and I don’t think I ever will.” you could feel yourself getting closer. “And right now what I need more than anything is for you to come for me baby, please.” He babbled, his head snapped forward leaving soft open mouthed kisses across the space of your neck and jaw.

Jesus this boy was trying to kill you.

“Yes, yes Eddie, ‘mmgonna come.” you grabbed the back of his neck forcing his mouth back to yours.

Your orgasm hits you like a wave, rolling from your lower belly through the rest of your body. Eddie held you close to him, fingers helping you come down from you high.

“There you go sweetheart, such a good girl for me,” he spoke against your lips.

His fingers were still grazing across your over-sensitive clit. You tried clamping your thighs shut as you grabbed his hand to stop his movement.

“Hey, what's wrong?” he moved back quickly, clearly panicked by your actions.

“N-nothing,” you huffed through labored breaths. “Just sensitive, you did…really good.”

He smiled at that. “Have I ever disappointed you before?”

“You know you haven’t,”

He grabbed your discarded shorts pushing them back up your legs before moving to lay down beside you. What did you ever do to deserve someone like him? You clung to him, pusing your face into the Hellfire Club t-shirt he never seemed to take off.

Sitting in silence for what felt like hours, your mind wondered. What does this mean? Are we together officially now, or have I somehow disappointed him already? No, you’re just benign ridiculous, if he just wanted sex he wouln’t have gone through this whole stupid romancing in the first place.

“So, does this mean you wanna…” you could hear the heartbeat in his chest grow louder with anxiety.

“Be– ya know, my girlfriend or whatever,” his voice cracked with almost every word despite being well over the pubescent awkward voice phase.

“Eddie Munson,” you lifted yourself up with your elbow crawling on top of him. “It would be my honour to be your girlfriend or whatever.” you said through a smile, leaning down to kiss him.

What did he ever do to deserve someone like you?

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson fic #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x you #Eddie munson fanfiction #Eddie muson x y/n #eddie munson fanfic #cjs.fics

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judgementdaysunshine · 7 months

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Intertwined gloves

Pairing: Connie Moreau x Fem reader

Description: You and your girlfriend make special gloves together so you can still hold hands while wearing them

You smile sweetly as your girlfriend walks in your living room with the green glove to go with the white glove you had to match your hockey team jerseys. You and Connie started secretly dating five months back and it has been absolutely wonderful always holding hands while walking to school, practice, and walking home together after being sure no one was with the two of you or looking to judge or yell things at the two of you, recently you couldn't hold hands from the gloves you each wore that would somehow either get stuck together or would feel like fire on your hands so after talking you both picked a glove from your pairs to tear open then sew them together so you both could fit a hand in and hold hands while the glove was over both your hands to keep them warm making you both blush when you talked about it and decided to choose a different color glove and do it at your house later that week since you both wouldn't have practice, only half a day of school, and on one but yourself would be home until later on giving you both plenty of quality time together just the two of you without any interruptions. The two of you finish smiling big when you both try it on before grabbing food and watching tv together falling asleep on the couch cuddled up waking up when there was only an hour left before your mom and siblings would be home the long walk to her house sharing a kiss before she turns the corner watching as she finished the last mile back to her house, you jog back home and smile big as you get ready for bed ready absolutely giddy to try the glove on while walking to school together once the weekend was done and over with occupying your time with writing, watching movies, and helping your family with different things. You smile when you see connie waiting for you a few feet away from your home holding the glove in your hand making her giggle lightly walking just a little to make sure none of your siblings would see you as they walked out to wait for the bus, once the two of you knew no one was near or looking the two of you slip the glove on and as soon as it was on feeling connie grab and lightly squeeze your hand you squeal happily making her laugh as you hold each other's hands walking together waving at your shared friend Luis who other than Charlie actually knew that the two of you were dating, he raises a brow when he notices the glove "Why are there two different gloves together?" you both smile as the walk continues with luis to your right "Last night when she was over at my house we took one glove from a separate pair, cut open the sides and sewed them together so we can still hold hands while wearing it" he laughs with a small shake of his head in support for the two of you as you finish to the walk to school sharing a quick kiss before reaching the gates taking the glove off once inside and heading to class.

#connie moreau #the mighty ducks x reader #the mighty ducks #connie moreau x reader

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seanfalco · 1 year

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Don’t Kiss My Daddy

an oc x oc collaboration between @seanfalco & @super-unpredictable98 for @ockissweek

Word Count: 3.9k Tags/Warnings: Lots of cuteness, a continuation of Fancy Restaurant Featuring: Sean & Blossom Falco and their daughter, Simone, as well as the Quad’s twins, Charlie & Ellery.

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"Hey, Moony! Y’know who's comin’ tomorrow t’spend the weekend with us?" Blossom asked excitedly as she walked into the flat and dropped her bag, joining her daughter and husband on the couch.

"Charlie and Ellie!" Simone cheered.

"That's right! We can set up a fort in the living room so the three of you can sleep here, we'll eat junk food and stay up late watching movies, it's gonna be so much fun!"

"Sounds like a blast!" Sean exclaimed. "You're one lucky kid," he chuckled, tousling Simone's hair.

"I miss them, they live too far away most of the time," Simone murmured.

"They miss you too, baby, and they miss their uncle Sean!" Blossom ran her fingers through his hair. "I think they mentioned something about Time Out Market, they also wanna go to drag queen story hour at the Lincoln Center. I haven't been there since I was a girl taking those classes at SAB."

"What's a Time Out Market?" Sean asked quietly.

"And you've lived in New York for decades... “ Blossom murmured, shaking her head in amusement. “It’s that market next to the Brooklyn Bridge, those cute restaurants with a view of the East River? We went there for our tenth anniversary or something," she answered, trying to remember. "Then we went to Jane's Carousel."

"Oh, I thought it was a game the kids made up or somethin'," Sean chuckled ruefully. "I may live here, but I'll never be a New Yorker."

"I know, you're Irish to the bone, I love that about you," Blossom said, looking down at her wedding ring, a Claddagh ring. "I don't really feel like a New Yorker either, I'm so British I'm still angry about the tea in Boston."

Sean snorted. "Coulda fooled me," he teased, leaning in to peck Blossom on the lips.

Simone watched the scene unfold with a pout. "I'm going to my room," she announced with a little huff, suddenly jumping from the couch and marching to her bed. Blossom exchanged a confused look with her husband.

"What's gotten into her?"

"That's strange," Sean murmured, frowning. "I'll go talk t'her."

When he got to her bedroom, he found the door slightly ajar and he knocked before pushing it open further, peeking his head inside. "Hey Moony, mind if I come in?”

"No... I suppose" Simone finally agreed, turning her head and folding her little arms in front of her chest, very much like her mum when she was upset.

Joining her on the bed, Sean craned his head to catch her eye. "What's wrong, darlin'? What's with th'long face?"

"Nothing... my face is normal," Simone insisted. "I just... nothing."

"You can talk t'me, dearest," he assured her, pulling her into his lap.

"I don't want you and Mommy to kiss," she whispered.

Sean had to fight back a snort of laughter, glad that she couldn't see his face. "How come, love?" he asked instead, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"You’re my Daddy and Mommy is my Mommy, I don't like it when you kiss, you should only kiss me!" Simone whined, hiding against his chest.

"Oh darlin'!" Sean exclaimed, rubbing her back as she hugged him. "Are y'sayin' it makes you feel jealous when Mummy and Daddy kiss?" he asked, glancing over to see Blossom standing outside the door.

"Yeah! It makes me angry," she mumbled.

"Hey, sweetie," Blossom cooed, joining them. "We're really sorry you're upset, but y’know Mummy and Daddy are married right? Usually married couples like t’kiss and hug and cuddle... one day when you're married you'll wanna do all of that."

"I'm not! I'm marrying Daddy!" Simone exclaimed, squeezing him tighter possessively.

"But honey, Daddy's already married to me."

"Uncle Nate and Uncle Nats are married to both my aunties,” the little girl pointed out, knowing all about polyamory from a young age.

If not for how seriously his daughter was taking it, Sean would have laughed. “Honey, daughters can’t marry their daddies, it’s not allowed, but you will always be my special girl,” he reassured her gently.

"Oh..." Simone was hearing that information for the first time and she certainly had some bad news to deliver to her friends, who had the same dream, at school the next day. "But I still don't like it!"

"You wanna hear a secret?" Blossom asked, taking her little hands in hers. "I was very jealous of my daddy and my brother growing up. I didn't like when Grandpa and Grandma kissed, I didn't like it when Uncle Simon had his first girlfriend... but I wanted them t’be happy."

“Even your uncles were jealous of me,” Sean added, very carefully avoiding Blossom’s eyes.

"Oh yeah! When I started dating Daddy, your uncles were flipping out," Blossom laughed, “but they knew Daddy made me happy."

"I do want you to be happy..." Simone sighed reluctantly.

“You’re a good girl, Moony,” Sean said, giving her a squeeze. “When you get older, you’ll find th’one for you.”

"That’s true and we have plenty of kisses for you as well, don't we?" Blossom tickled her sides before kissing the top of her head. "Love is meant t’be shared."

“I’ll always love yeh, darlin’,” Sean murmured, kissing the top of her head.

The next day, Blossom decided not to send Simone to school, leting her sleep in a bit, and started making breakfast for everyone, including her niece and nephew arriving soon. "Good morning, sweetheart," she smiled when Sean left the room.

“Good morning, darlin’,” he replied, pulling her in for a kiss. “Somethin’ smells good.”

"Thank you, I made loads of bacon, hash browns, scrambled eggs with cheese, and toast for the small army," Blossom grinned. "So... how are we gonna deal with the whole Moony thing? D’you think she's still bothered?"

Sean sighed, glancing at the door to her bedroom. “I dunno, she seemed a little put out about it still when we put her t’bed. Hopefully her cousins’ bein’ here’ll help her get past it.”

"I don't really remember what my parents did with me, it just stopped bothering me as time passed," Blossom mused as she served his plate. "I want her to grow up surrounded by love and I don't wanna have t’hide to kiss you."

“I guess th’best thing t’do is just… make it more normal,” Sean replied, grinning as he picked up a piece of bacon.

"Smells so good." Simone murmured, opening her bedroom door to stumble out, still half asleep, still wearing her pajamas. "Are they here yet?"

"No, baby, but they will be soon," Lydia nodded at Sean. "Let me get you some breakfast."

“C’mere, why don’tcha sit next t’me, huh?” Sean said, lifting his daughter into the seat next to him. “Someone looks sleepy still,” he teased gently as she rubbed at her eyes.

"I had bad dreams," she yawned before taking a bite of her toast. "Why didn't you come sleep with Mummy and Daddy? We always keep the nightmares away," Blossom said, sitting to eat as well.

"Because Elly told me after Mummy and Daddy put their kids to bed they just kiss all night and do special cuddles. I didn't wanna see it or get in the way," she said, which nearly made her mum lose it and laugh.

Sean had to bite his lip to keep from laughing as well, sharing a look with Blossom. “I suppose that’s true sometimes,” he said, clearing his throat, “but you’d never be in th’way, darlin’. We’re always here for yeh if y’need us,” he assured her.

"That's true, usually when mummies and daddies do that, they lock the door. You can always knock and we'll help you no matter what, nothing is more important than you," Blossom assured her.

"Okay, next time I'll knock, but I'll sleep in the middle, just in case," Simone said.

“Good,” Sean said, flashing her a grin and digging into his food. It wasn’t long after when the doorbell buzzed. “That’ll be your cousins no doubt,” he exclaimed.

"Let's see... who do we have here?" Blossom opened the door and was attacked by the two children who jumped into her arms. "Oh my God!" she cried through her laughter.

"Thank you so much for taking them, we just really need some romantic time," Lydia grinned, barely able to contain her excitement.

"Yeah, I'm sure y'do. Heard all about the special cuddles you're gunna do," Sean teased.

"Nate was the one who told Elly adults do special cuddles... she kept asking to join when he invited me for cuddles, tryin’ to steal me away," Lydia laughed while the kids were distracted by their aunt and cousin.

"Come here, we've got food," Simone pulled the twins by the hand.

"If they need us, we'll be only a block away," Nate said, handing Sean Ellery's inhaler. "But try t'make sure they don't need us.

"No problem," Sean exclaimed, watching the children join Simone at the table. "You guys have fun."

"Thank you so much, see you guys on Monday!" Lydia waved and blew a kiss at the children, "We love you, make sure to be good."

"We will," Elly said, paying very little attention to her mum.

"Charlie, what if we did for Uncle Sean and Auntie Blossom a romantic night like we did for our mummies and daddies? Wouldn't it be fun?"

"Bye Mummy and Dada!" Charles called before returning his attention to his sister. "Yeah! Maybe Simmi will help us!" he suggested.

"Why do you wanna do that?" Simone asked.

"Because we like t'watch ‘em bein' romantic, it's so cracker!" Ellery exclaimed.

"Between Louise and the boys, she sounds well Irish," Blossom whispered to her husband. "It's adorable."

"Whereas Moony sounds like an American," Sean teased.

"Do you think there's still time to fix that?" Blossom shook her head with a dramatic sigh. "Maybe if we make her watch loads of Paddington," she mused.

"Maybe we need t'spend some time in England," Sean suggested with a grin.

"Yeah, it feels nice t'see how much they love each other," Charlie added.

"I don't like it when my mummy and daddy show they love each other!" Simone huffed.

"Why not?" Elly asked.

"Because... they’re only supposed to love me."

"But they have to love each other," Charlie frowned. "If they didn't love each other, then they wouldn't stay together," he reasoned.

"We're waiting on that audition result, aren't we?" Blossom said. "I passed on to the callbacks, so maybe there's a chance.”

"I can't believe they wouldn't choose you. They'd be daft not to," Sean said, pulling Blossom into his arms.

"I really hope so, it was so much fun to be in Beetlejuice back in the day," Blossom sighed. "I might not be a Lydia Deetz anymore, but I'll gladly be the kookiest Delia ever."

"Oh, I know y'will. You're a right natural kook," Sean teased, quickly avoiding her answering poke.

"D'you want your parents to dissolve?" Ellery gasped.

"It's divorce, sweetie, and nobody is getting divorced," Blossom assured them, finally catching a bit of what the three were talking about amongst themselves.

"No, I want them to stay together forever!" Simone cried.

"Then y'gotta make sure they have some romance!" Charlie exclaimed.

"O-okay, I guess we could," Simone agreed. "How do we do this?"

"First we make the room all romantic, then we make them dinner," Ellery explained.

"Yeah, we're pretty good at it," Charlie boasted. “We did it for our parents too.”

"What if we make mac and cheese with nuggets? I know how," Simone said excitedly.

“Wow! That’s more intense than what we made! Mama doesn’t let us use the stove,” Charlie replied.

"F-U-C-K you! I remember when you used to be romantic!" Blossom laughed, chasing after her husband as he hurried away from her. "A kook? You're the kook!"

“Watch out kids, your Aunt Blossom’s gone kooky!” he exclaimed playfully.

"I usually make it on the microwave and I ask a grown up to take the nuggets from the oven, but I think we can do it," Simone said, laughing when she saw her parents chasing each other around.

"Sean Falco! You are the absolute worst!" Blossom shouted, finally able to cling to his back like a koala. "Maybe you don't wanna have special cuddles with a kook like me... after the kids go to bed, I'll go straight to sleep," she whispered in his ear.

Charlie turned to gape at the adults as they ran past. “Elly, it’s even worse than we thought!” he hissed. “Aunt Blossom doesn’t wanna have special cuddles with Uncle Sean!”

Sean laughed, turning to look at her over his shoulder. “Oh, but didn’t y’know? You’re married to th’biggest kook of all!” he exclaimed.

"Do you think they don't wanna have special cuddles because of what I said? I said I don't like it when they kiss," Simone frowned.

"I don't know... I think you'll have to convince me later tonight. I know how persuasive you are," Blossom purred, slipping off his back to embrace him.

“Oh l can be very persuasive,” Sean whispered back.

"We'll fix it, don't worry, it'll be grand," Ellery said decidedly, finishing her breakfast and jumped from her chair. "You two, tonight we're gonna make you a romantic night and you're gonna smoochy kiss!"

“Oh?” Sean asked, turning to look at his niece. “That sounds nice, darlin’. Did y’do that for your parents as well?” he asked.

"We did and they even slow danced!" Ellery announced proudly.

"And Moony's okay with the smooches?" Blossom asked, running her fingers through her husband's curls, slowly but surely going gray, which was quite sexy.

"Yes, mummy, I want you two to be together," Simone nodded.

Sean couldn't help but grin, turning to share a look with Blossom. "Well that sounds perfect. Our evenin' is in your capable little hands," he said, crouching down and opening his arms for the kids to hug him.

"Leave it to us," Elly exclaimed, wrapping her arms around him. "You'll have so much fun."

"We have complete trust in yeh."

"Good!" Charlie giggled, joining in on the hug.

After playing all day while Blossom worked and Sean edited from home, the kids pushed the couple into their bedroom. "Pick a nice outfit, it's a posh date," Ellery instructed as Charlie and Simone were already working on getting the nuggets in the oven.

"Yes, ma'am," Sean replied, chuckling as he went to the closet.

"Things are going swimmingly, if I do say so m'self," Charlie exclaimed, dusting his hands off as he set the timer on the stove.

"Y'sound like Daddy," Ellery laughed as she set the table.

"This is actually fun," Simone grinned, mixing the pasta that was pre-made and frozen with the cheese and milk before putting it on the microwave.

Charlie giggled even harder, glad to be compared to their fathers. “I’m glad you’re having fun, Simmi!” he exclaimed.

"I hope it makes them happy too," Simone said, taking the bowl from the microwave to stir before putting it back for another couple of minutes. "What should we do for dessert? And what are they gonna drink?"

"Hmm... we could make th'same dessert we made for our parents, unless y'wanna do something different," Charlie suggested.

"I think it's good, can y'make it, Charlie?" Elly asked. "Conjure the ingredients if they don't have ‘em."

"They should drink beer, Mommy gets really happy when Daddy drinks beer," Simone suggested.

"That's weird, our Mummy too," Ellery laughed.

Charlie nodded, opening the cupboards to see if they had what he needed, and getting to work.

"Mac and cheese is ready," Simone announced, serving a portion on each plate.

"Nuggets too," Ellery added, turning off the oven like she watched her mothers do millions of times. Instead of risking a burn, she created a field around the tray and lifted it to the counter.

"I'm ready too!" Charlie exclaimed, hoisting the tray of dessert sandwiches to the table. "I'm so excited t'make Uncle Sean and Aunt Blossom smoochy kiss!"

"Can I help y'pick out what you're gunna wear?" Sean asked Blossom.

"Yes, please," Blossom slowly undressed while he picked something for her. "I'm not saying anything but... you look so hot in that light blue button-up with the dark slacks."

“Say no more,” Sean murmured, pulling out the outfit she’d mentioned before selecting one for her—a purple cocktail dress with sequins that glittered.

"Oh, looks like the dress I wore for my eighteenth birthday party... the night you took my virginity, remember? The first half anyway," Blossom purred as she put the dress on. "I was going insane waiting for you to shag me, you made me wait so long."

"How could I forget?" Sean replied, brushing her hair over her shoulder so he could kiss it. "You were so eager, it made it so hard for me t'hold back," he mused.

"I was a hormonal teenager, what did you expect?" Blossom laughed, as if that had changed.

“You’re just as enthusiastic as you ever were,” Sean chuckled, buttoning up his shirt.

"I would guess you're thankful for that. I love you so much," Blossom turned so he could zip up her dress.

"I love yeh too, darlin'," Sean murmured, stealing a quick kiss. "Y'ready t'experience some romance?" he teased, opening the door.

"I am so ready! Are you ready for us?" Blossom asked, peeking out the door.

"Yes, ma'am, please follow me," Ellery exclaimed, guiding them to the table. She had no idea how many times her own parents had shared that very same table.

"Why thank you," Sean said, taking his seat and unfolding his napkin in his lap. "This all looks amazin'," he exclaimed, gesturing to the food and ambiance around them. You kids did a fantastic job."

"Thank you! We hope you like the food," Simone smiled, for once excited to see them have a moment like that. "You both look very nice."

"We’ll give you some privacy..." Ellery winked, planning on watching from her cousin's room.

"Thanks, babies, we really appreciate it," Blossom nodded.

Sean caught Simone before she could pass, pulling her into his arms to kiss her forehead. "Thank you so much for this, baby. I love yeh so much," he whispered before setting her back down.

"I love you too, Daddy," Simone felt her chest tighten with a feeling she didn't know yet, but she was proud of herself and her cousins.

"Can you believe them? This is so cute," Blossom said before taking a bite of her mac and cheese. "Hmmm I wonder who taught her how to make this..."

“Pretty sure she’s learned from th’best,” Sean said with a grin, popping one of the nuggets into his mouth.

"You are the most handsome man in the world, I really hope I get the job so I can spend more time looking at your beautiful face," Blossom murmured. "Can you imagine? No more late night grading, no more early mornings running to work."

"Is that th'only reason you want th'part?" Sean laughed, offering her a nugget next.

"I miss being on stage," Blossom admitted. "As rewarding as it is to prepare hundreds of kids to live their dream, I kinda forgot about what my dream was."

"Then let's find it again," Sean murmured, taking her hand and bringing it to his lips. "Plus I'll never complain about havin' you around more," he mused, cracking open the can of beer with one hand and taking a long drink for her benefit.

"The children are watching..." Blossom whispered with a giggle, stealing a kiss. "Don't tease me too much or I won't be held responsible for my actions, sexy."

"That's no fun," Sean drawled, leaning in to chase her lips. "Shall I wait til they go t'sleep then?" he asked, chuckling softly.

"I can take a little teasing, but save the big guns for after bedtime," Blossom laughed, scooting her chair closer to him.

"You got it, Mrs. Falco," Sean murmured.

"Fuck, you're getting more charming with age," Blossom breathed.

"It's a gift," he grinned, finally pulling back, not trusting himself not to take it too far. "You ready for dessert?" he asked, picking up one of the sandwiches Charlie had made.

"Y-yeah," Blossom tried to shake off the warmth that threatened to take over and took a bite of her sandwich. "Really good," she said, not noticing how messy her face was with chocolate.

Sean let out a soft chuckle, reaching out to wipe her lip. "Now you're startin' t'look like Nathan," he teased.

"Hey! I spent a lot of time with them growing up," Blossom laughed. "It was fun when Lyds and Win would go to work and we had eating contests. I always lost, but it was a good time. One time I finished a jar of nutella in three minutes, too bad Nats finished in two."

Sean shook his head fondly. "Should we go check on th'kids?"

"Yeah, they shut the door..." Blossom was about to stand up when she decided to steal another kiss. "Okay, now we can go."

"It's working! They look really happy,” Charlie cried in a hushed voice as he peered around the door, holding Simone’s hand.

"See? It's nice to see them enjoyin' themselves," Ellie clapped quietly. "Yeah, I guess they can love each other and love me," Simone finally concluded.

"Yeah, and we love you too!" Charlie exclaimed, pulling both girls into a fierce hug.

"I love you guys," Simone sighed, hugging them back.

"You don't have to watch them smoochy kiss, y’know," Ellery said, offering to hide her cousin's eyes as the adults leaned in.

"No, it's okay. I’ll get used to it," Simone nodded, determined to make it work.

Charlie patted Simone. "How about we play in the blanket fort?"

"Yes! I have legos, we can build a city," Simone shut the door and ran to the fort her mum helped set up.

"Hey kiddos," Sean said, knocking on the door before pushing it open. "Whatcha up to in here?"

"Playin' with legos," Charlie answered, looking up as the adults entered.

"We have a city," Simone pointed at the buildings and houses.

"Whatcha up to out there?" Ellery asked in a teasing voice.

"The food was very nice and we're having a very good time, but we were worried about you," Blossom countered. "Quiet kids aren't usually a good sign."

"What d'yeh mean? We're always good!" Charlie exclaimed, planting his hands on his hips as he looked up at Blossom.

"But you're usually loud, like most little kids."

"We didn't wanna ruin the romance." Simone explained.

"Aww darlin', you're th'sweetest," Sean murmured.

"It's a little early for bedtime and it's Friday, so... how ‘bout this, you kids can keep playing and watching TV, we're gonna watch a movie in the living room and have a cuddle. If you need anything, just call," Blossom suggested, kissing each of the kids on the forehead.

"Don't worry! Go smooch on the couch," Ellery giggled.

"D'hear that, Blossom? I want some special cuddles," Sean whispered, wrapping his arm around her waist. "If you kids need anythin', just give a shout," he said, winking at Simone.

"Okay, Daddy," the little girl winked back before getting up to turn her own TV on.

"Special cuddles sound amazing, we still got some beer left," Blossom whispered back, letting him drag her away from their kid's bedroom. "Wanna put a movie on and not watch it?"

"Sounds perfect."

@elliethesuperfruitlover @salvador-daley @firstpersonnarrator

#ockissweek #ockiss23 #timeline anomaly’verse #sean falco x oc #sean x blossom #collaboration

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commaclear · 2 years

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Pt. 2 to my last anon abt Wilbur getting beat up

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Wilbur awoke from his couch, pain in every place imaginable

He looked over at his phone to see just about 500 Missed calls from Niki, Jack, and Eret.

The fuck did eret want? He’s the one that put him in that stupid case to begin with.

He got up with the biggest groan ever and managed to limp over to his cabinet for a painkiller. After a few minutes he finally felt his splitting head spare him half the pain. He looks at his shirt, taking in the drops of blood from his face and hands. He hovers his fingers over his other hand, reminded of the boot that crushed it. No broken bones, ton of bruises and cuts though. It was fine, they did what Wilbur wanted to do to himself anyways.

Looking at the time he had realized how long he actually slept. He was way too awake even with the pain. Maybe after a couple hours of work and walking around the house he could manage to fall asleep, a hot shower might even help. He reminisced of last night, quackity caring for his bruises and helping him wash his hair. Wilbur felt his heart go heavy and the thought of wanting to call out for him.

Even after all he did, Wilbur found himself awake. He played a movie in his living room, cuddled with his pillow and grabbed his plush blanket when he heard his door bell ring.

He heard it ring again.

And again.

And then followed by some knocks, demanding his full attention.

******’s back.

They came back to finish the job.

Let them.

Wilburs breath started to get shorter and shorter with every ring and knock. His bruises were back to the pain he felt when he got them, the cuts on his ribs burning, his sweat dripping down his neck.

“Wilbur?”

Oh, Niki.

“Wilbur I know youre in there, I can hear the tv. Wilbur remained quiet, still trying to calm down.

“I…I’m so sorry about last night I should’ve gone and got them myself. I feel awful can you please come out wil.” Wilbur tried to calm himself but tears still managed to fall down his face.

It’s a trap, they’re with her.

Are you fucking stupid? You can’t even open a door without crying?

“I- There’s some food by your door, some soup to make you feel better. Please text us, anyone so we know you’re okay.”

Wilbur heard Nikis footsteps get more and more quiet til she left his complex. He let out a big breath Out and wrapped himself tightly with his blanket.

—

“Wil?” Quackity sat beside Wilbur and Charlie

“Yeah Q?” Wilbur responded, his eyes still fixed on Charlie pressing one note at a time on his cat keyboard.

“You’re skipping work?”

“No I’m just working at home darling I’m fine.”

“Alright, we’re running low on groceries how about we go out n get some?”

Wilbur paused, “I think I wanna watch slime q, take some time to play with him during the day ya know?”

Quackity gave Wilbur a concerned look.

“It’s okay to be scared wil,”

“I’m not scared Q,” wilbur laughed, “I just think it’s too soon to go outside after all the rain and traffic from last week. Check the fridge I’m sure there will be some food.”

Wilbur looked up and smiled at quackity.

“At least let me clean your eye, I don’t want you to get an infection.”

Wilbur nodded and set Charlie and his keyboard in his crib, hearing meows of different notes from his bedroom.

Quackity took a damp cloth and dabbed Wilbur’s eye gently, adding cream to the bruise.

Once he finished he showered Wilbur in kisses, Wilbur returned the favor, kissing over quackitys scar. Wilbur made sure to put every ounce of longing and love in every kiss he gave.

The two looked at eachother and headed back to Charlie. Wilbur let out a sigh of happiness.

He doesn’t wanna wake up.

Why must you choose violence every time you press my ask button?

#/nm #I actually really enjoy your asks #and inflicting them on others #anons my beloved #bone to pick #btp dream au

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or-something-better · 1 year

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July 29, 2022

(Nightly RP Part of OZ Storyline)

Ruby

I’m certain it was Dorothy I heard. I was so close to hearing what she wanted to tell me when Crowley messed it up. He didn’t even ask!

Sam

Seated at the map table, my chin resting on my steepled hands, just listening to Ruby share her story.

Henry

is eating a cookie listening

Alex

Listen ruby when she telling a story

Patience

sitting at the map table

Patience

Ruby what have you heard

Sam

Hearing Dorothy’s name after all this time reminds me of something, Be right back I get up from the table and go into Charlie’s room and over to her small bookcase. The book was easy to find, Charlie kept it right out in front of the rest of them. Returning to the group, I brought along Charlie’s personal copy of The Wizard of Oz.

Ruby

I heard very little, Crowley interrupted me before Dorothy could tell me more.

Henry

It's imagery

Ruby

It’s actually not and Charlie had lived there.

Sam

It’s a very real place Henry, for sure.

Ruby

Oz really exists as a place in the fairy world, and can be accessed through a Tornado, Eye of a Hurricane, a whirlpool, or the Key to Oz which can turn any normal door into a portal to the land. Charlie even used the Ruby slippers to kill the Wicked Witch. The key was broken the last time it was used. That prevented anyone from using it to get to Oz ever again.

Henry

listens

Alex

Ohhh

Sam

Setting back at the map table, I opened Charlie's book. Inside the book, one side had been cut out allowing for a key to fit secretly inside the pages of the book. It used to be a key of great power but had been broken into two parts long ago. I hand the key pieces over to Ruby so that she can still feel the lingering power in them. We haven’t found anything that can bring them back together again, at least not so far

Ruby

Taking the pieces, I see what I can do magically, but it’s very apparent that it can’t be fixed. It’s magic beyond mine. Frustrated, I put the parts on the table and pull the book away from Sam. Unfortunately, he had hold of it harder than I thought and I accidentally tear the back cover. Surprisingly, a letter falls onto the table.

Henry

What's that?

Sam

Checking the binding of the book, I didn't think it did much damage that couldn't quickly be prepared

Alex

Take a deep breath we can help

Cass

It’s a beautiful day for a walk looking around as they head towards the emerald city beautiful scenery, beautiful sunshine, beautiful…..

Gabe

Yeah yeah I get it, it’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood glancing around wherever this neighborhood is Mr. Rogers can we just get to the big green pointy building with you wanting to take a journey to the land of make believe?

Donna

sitting at home watch Hook in the theater room, the little angels all cuddled in big squashy pillows and blankets, the tiniest ones asleep on the couch bed, while Lizzy and Aurora snooze on mommy’s lap! Missy whispers about Daddy. And Cassie and Evie listening in! whispers I promised Daddy and uncle Cass will come back, I’ll make sure of it my princesses! The team will never let them down! missy smiles and her Cassie abs Evie took back to the movie! my hands slips up to my necklace and hold it tight, a tears escaping the corner of me eye! Please be save Mon Bete!

Henry

picks up the letter to read

“Dear Charlie; I want to thank you for the wonderful adventures we had together. I also want to tell you about a hidden doorway my father created many years ago. It is missing the final green brick that will complete the magic opening. My father removed it and gave it to the Men of Letters for safe keeping. I hope you never have to use it. - Dorothy”. Doesn't say where the doorway is

Patience

May I see it please

Henry

hands it to her

Patience

I take the letter and start of a vision. I better tell everyone what I see

Alex

Patience you ok? What did you see?

Patience

So I touched the paper guy's and all I see are fireflies thinking how beautiful they are but what does it mean

Sam

Hey Henry... let me take a look at that will ya? I hold my hand out for the letter

Henry

Patience has it now Sam

Alex

What is it ?

Sam

Thanks Walks over to Patience Can I see that for a minute please?

Patience

Oh of course Sam I hand him the paper

Sam

Thanks I walk with the letter holding it up against some of the brighter lights in the room. It’s easy to see what look like marking in the corner Hey someone grab a paper

Ruby

"Sam, do you recall any green bricks in the ART room inventory?" I ask

Henry

Here you go hands over paper

Sam

No Henry, you write it.... 45.512242, -65.809994 pretty sure they are some kind of coordinates

Henry

writes them down

Sam

Green Brick? Thinks a minute Never once, sorry

Ruby

Needing to check for myself, I head for the ART room

Alex SPN: What you need me to do Sam?

Sam

Pulling out a map and a yard stick Let's see if we can find exactly where this place is. Finally pin marking the location, I look at the name and grin over at Patience. Guess what the place is called? Firefly forest in Canada.

Cass

You know it’s a long walk

Gabe

Even longer when you talk

Cass

eyes wide grinning I know how about a game of “I spy “ to pass the time we can pick things like …. I spy with my little eye something….yellow

Gabe

Hmmmmmmmm the road maybe!

Cass

You’re good at this!

Gabe

Rolls eyes it’s right there!

Cass

Ok ok I spy with my little eye

Gabe

turning and putting my fist in front of Cass’ eye. Your about to see my fist through your eye of you keep it up

Cass

Wish I had a snickers

Gabe

Why?

Cass

You’re not you when your hengry.

Gabe

Shut up and walk.

Patience

Firefly forest

Donna

arrives at the bunker walking in from the back! okay.. what is up team… I’m sorta kinda freaking about my archangel!!!! What can we do??? looking around at the team!

Alex

Donna! Run and hugs we will get them back we have letter from Dorothy

Mrs Butters

coming from the kitchen with some tea well… I’m pretty sure that I’ve seen a green brick holding up a pipe in the control room. Just above the water heater…. Could that be it?

Sam

I haven’t been able to find a record of any kind of brick, no matter the color. Once this Bunker is set up online, you’ll be able to do this kind of a look up in seconds.

Alex

I can get it Run and grab it and run back here I got it

Donna

hugs a letter from who??? What’s going on?? Why do you guys think Gabriel and Cass are in …. Oz???

Alex

Dorothy she from wizard of oz let Charlie letter

Ruby

Bringing Donna up to speed, I tell her I got a telepathic message from Dorothy. She was warning us about a new Wizard there. Someone from HERE.

Donna

Here?

Ruby

That's all I could get before we got cut off

Donna

Cass and my sweets are in Oz…. Then what are we waiting for???

Sam

Alex, let me see that brick. Surprise at how right under our nose it just was. Mrs Butters what would we do without you here?

Alex

Hand Sam the brick

Alex

Thanks Mrs Butter Smiles

Henry

gets ready

Mrs Butters

smiles and drinks some tea

Donna

Let’s get geared up… and go save the boy angels!!!

Ruby

I hop off the table and go to get my satchel...just in case.

Donna

pats down my leg feeling my blade, and my hand rests on my pistol! And pack of bullets! ready when you guys are!

Alex

Yes ma’am Went to old room and grab her gear and came back alright let kick ass

Alex

Cover her mouth look over Mrs Butters sorry Mrs Butters

Henry comes back with my bag

Donna

Perhaps we should get Crowley to come too, more hands on deck the better ya know!?

Ruby

"I'll contact him" I offer. Sending a message to Crowley, I await his answer while getting my gear. Giving a quick check in the satchel, I throw it over my shoulder and wait for Crowley

Sam

I keep the brick, slipping it inside my jacket pocket. Then I checked my back pack and throw in extra ammunition and a couple extra flashlights

Patience

getting my go bag so I'm ready

Sam

Walking into Charlie's room, I went over and stood before the sword she'd brought back with her. I'm just going to be borrowing it Charlie, I’ll bring it back safely I promise I take the sword she brought back from Oz. Looks like everyone is about ready to head out

Crowley

I appear behind Ruby honestly, with how often you need me, I might start thinking you have a crush.

Henry

Yup puts newt on the couch

Patience

I'm ready

Ruby

Dream on. We are off to see the Wizard. Care to give us a hand?

Donna

Alright let’s do this thing!!! Anyone got where we are going to get there???

Alex

Hold Donna hand I am ready

Donna

Do it Crowley!

Crowley

The wizard? Interesting. The witch was interesting.

Henry

grabs onto crow

Crowley

Fine. Fine. I'll come

Sam

Ruby pop us all over there

Ruby

Popping over to the coordinates Sam gave, we find ourselves in a forest

Henry

Ooo pretty looking around

Donna

smiles big, and closes my eyes. I help them transport to the coordinates

(Cass and Gabe get closer to the giant green pointy building)

Gabe

Something about this place seems familiar …

Cass

Could be the flying monkeys, I see the resemblance .

Gabe

I should have let dad destroy you when he wanted to smirking and walking on

Cass

eyes wide. What? Dad wanted to destroy me ? Gabe ! Gabe ! *running after gabe *

Gabe

whistling “If I only had a brain “ as I start to head towards the Forrest

Sam

would it kill us once to land on a mice beach somewhere?

Donna

I think so!! laughs softly and looks around!

Crowley

Be careful pup. This place is dangerous. Keep your eyes peeled.

Henry

Like what?

Alex

Look around place we are

Crowley

Witches. Flying monkeys. Done viscous animals.

Ruby

Looking around, I try to find the location for the brick

Henry

I don't see a spot to put the brick

Ruby

Pushing brush out of the way, I know it must be here somewhere

Donna

watches you guys, looking on ground a bit! A bunch old bricks under our feet. this walkway is OLD!

Crowley

I hold my hand up burning away some vines

Alex

Found a brick and place it and look over Sam

Sam

Pulls the green brick out of, my pocket and holds it out for Alex

Alex

Hold it

Sam

Alex are you going to put the right brink in so we can see if it works?

Alex

Took a deep breath and put right brick in see it glow Sam! It work!

Charlie

a doorway opens and you can see the emerald castle in the distance. flying monkeys in red vests and hats come flying through the doorway and circle the team they lunge down towards Alex, Sam and Ruby and circle Donna, one grabs Henry and goes even higher

Donna

seeing the emerald city I the distance… I start to head for it when monkey attack front wheel air! sweet lord!!!

Alex

Oh shit! Move out way and shoot flying monkey

Ruby

Looking through the now open doorway, I'm amazed at the castle in the distance.

Charlie

monkeys keep circling the team, the one dangling Henry above the crowd by one foot

Henry

Help!

Crowley

my head whips towards the shout Henry?

Alex

HENRY! Run try grab Henry

Patience

What can I do to help o need a gun or blade

Crowley

I teleport closer to Henry before running towards the kid

Ruby

Using my telekinesis, I aim for one of the monkeys Aiming for another, I hit it hard

Henry

watches upside down

Ruby

I keep hitting and they keep coming. Is there no end?

Crowley

I jump and catch Henry's hand trying to pull him down

Sam

Able to knock a couple monkeys out of the air with direct punches to their faces. The did not seem to be armed with any kind of weapons, so I just had to stay away from the teeth.

Henry

holds on to you

Donna

runs from one, falls to the ground and then rolls ducking for cover another!

Ruby

It begins to look like we have the upper hand. They seem to be leaving

Donna

Ohhhhhh THATS IT!!! I stand… my eyes flash!

Ruby

"Head for the forest!"

Donna

my hair floats, getting mad and annoyed by these hooting screeching beasts

Crowley

I run clutching Henry to my chest

Donna

My hands raise and the money stat to disappear!! POP -one gone!

Henry

clings on

Donna

POP POP - 3 gone!! POP POP POP PPPPPPOPPPS!

Charlie

the monkeys keep chasing you as you head toward the door

Donna

POP! And with that the monkeys are all gone! my eye fade back! To normal and I look around! Gawd THAT Was Annoying!

Alex

Look around nice Donna Wide eye brushes off my jacket and moves back to the main road! Thank you! beams!

Alex

You’re welcome smiles Ok Run into forest

Ruby

"Let’s take cover under the trees"

Donna

walks to the forest after Henry and the rest of the team!

Dorothy

feeling the impact I smile when I see Alex

Donna

The monkeys are gone. It’s safe!

Alex

miles see Dorothy Dorothy! Hugs so good see you

Henry

Who's that?

Dorothy

hugs back It’s great to see you…

Sam

Dorothy, any idea where Charlie might be?

Alex

I miss you Smiles

Dorothy

Charlie just got out of jail thanks to your angels.

Henry

What?! She was in jail?

Alex

Whoa why Charlie in jail?

Dorothy

The new wizard… she and your angels were going to head toward the castle to see what they could do about her

Alex

That where they are going we should go there too

Ruby

"Sounds like a plan"

Alex

Walking through the forest

Henry

walks wondering how much longer

Donna

necklace starts to glow. Beaming we must be getting close to my sweets!

Alex

Smiles yeah and Cass

Henry

How you know?

………………………………

1. Ruby, Sam, Alex. Patience and Henry are sitting in the map room talking about what Ruby heard before Crowley healed her. She explains to the group that she is certain it was Dorothy she heard. Hearing the name Dorothy triggers a memory in Sam who goes to Charlie’s room and brings out her copy of the Wizard of Oz. Henry says the Wizard of Oz is imaginary and Ruby says it’s actually not and Charlie had lived there for a while. Henry is interested and asks for the story. Ruby begins to tell the story.

2. Sitting down again at the map table, Sam looks inside the book and finds Charlie’s broken key in a cut out in the book. He hands Ruby the two parts of the key. She looks at it and finds it’s magically impossible to fix. Ruby is upset. She gets frustrated and pulls the book out of Sam’s hands, trying to find anything more. When she does, the back cover rips, and a letter falls out of the binding.

Meanwhile, Cass and Gabe are walking toward the Emerald City way in the distance. Cass remarks that it’s a beautiful day for the walk. Gabe makes a snarky remark about Cass and Mr. Rogers.

3. Donna is at home with her babies. Promising them that she will bring daddy and uncle Cass back somehow. The team would never let them down. She holds her necklace in her hand with tears in her eyes.

At the bunker, Henry picks up the letter and reads it to the others. (It is a letter to Charlie from Dorothy.) “Dear Charlie; I want to thank you for the wonderful adventures we had together. I also want to tell you about a hidden doorway my father created many years ago. It is missing the final green brick that will complete the magic opening. My father removed it and gave it to the Men of Letters for safe keeping. I hope you never have to use it. - Dorothy”. Henry says it doesn’t tell where the doorway is. Patience asks to see the letter. When she touches it, she says she gets a vision of fireflies.

4. Sam asks to see it and takes the letter to see if he can figure out where the doorway is and realizes that there is a code in the letter. There are hidden coordinates in the doodles at the bottom. (45.512242, -65.809994) Ruby asks Sam if he recalls a green brick among the pieces in the ART room. He doesn’t recall so she heads to the ART room to see if she can find it. Sam maps out coordinates with Henry and Alex. He finds out it is the Firefly forest in Canada.

Cass suggests to Gabe that they pass the time playing a game he heard about called “I Spy”. He begins with “I spy with my little eye”, when Gabe holds his fist up in front of Cass’ eye. Cass shuts up.

5. Donna shows up at the bunker after leaving clones with the babies. Sam and Alex share what they found. Ruby comes back from the ART room saying there was no record of a green brick in the log books. Mrs. Butters overhears and remarks that there is a green brick holding up a pipe over the water heater. Alex runs in there and brings it back, giving it to Sam. Donna asks why they think Gabe and Cass are in Oz.

Ruby shares the message she got telepathically from Dorothy about trouble and a new wizard from our world and Donna asks what they’re waiting for. Everyone gears up. Donna suggests asking Crowley to help find them. The more help the better.

Sam goes back into Charlie’s room and says aloud to himself “just borrowing it Char, I’ll bring it back safely I promise “as he takes the sword she brought back from Oz.Ruby contacts Crowley. They get ready to leave to go find the doorway. Crowley shows up just in time to leave with them. Between Donna, Crowley and Ruby, they all teleport to the coordinates.

6. Gabe and Cass are closer to the castle, they look around and Gabe says something feels familiar. Cass makes a crack about the flying monkeys being his siblings and Gabe shuts him up. They investigate a little more of the forest.

Meanwhile, the team makes it to the coordinates and the doorway. Sam, Henry, Patience and Alex look for where to place the brick. Alex finds the place. Sam slides it into place, and they see Oz appear before them on the other side of the doorway. They all head for the Emerald City in the distance and are attacked by flying monkeys guarding the doorway on the OZ side. Ruby, Crowley, and Donna zap them away while a monkey grabs Henry and Crowley rescues him.

7. Heading for the forest to hide from other monkeys, they run into Dorothy. Alex is happy to see her. Sam asks Dorothy if she knows where Charlie is. Dorothy says Charlie saw Cass and Gabe and left to catch up to them. Donna gets excited and asks where they went. Dorothy points out the Emerald City castle and warns them of the new wizard. Alex says that is where they have to go then. Everyone agrees and they set out.

8. The team walks for what seems like forever, Donna’s necklace begins to get warm and she smiles saying they must be close. Henry asks her how she knows. She explains that it gets warm when her archangel is close. This gives everyone a boost and they start walking faster. Before long they see a man in a familiar trench coat sitting on a log beside the road. Alex runs and gives Cass a big hug. Cass can’t believe they found them and calls out to Gabe. Gabe comes back out of the forest and greets the team and his wife and says he’s glad they showed up. Sam asks where Charlie is. Cass says they haven’t seen her. Ruby is concerned about Charlie. Crowley makes a smart remark about them losing her. Sam tells Gabe about Dorothy’s warning about the wizard. Gabe says the wizard is someone they all know and she may not be that happy to see them. Gabe points to the darkness starting to come over Oz.

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specialagentlokitty · 3 years

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Peralta x reader - Ship it

hi again love, could I get a jake peralta and reader fic where they like each other (not in a relationship yet) and she falls asleep on his shoulder in the break room while everyones there and he tells them to talk softer and not wake her up while she cuddles closer to him and they are all smirking and leaves them alone.. and later they see jake and reader fast asleep cuddling each other and they all take pictures to tease them later? Thanks sweetheart 🥰 - @acupnoodle 💜

Yawning for what felt like the millionth time that day, you rested your head on the table as you let out a long groan.

“What’s up?” Jake asked, walking in.

Lifting your head, you watched him take a few steps back to look at you.

“You look horrible.”

You rose a brow at him.

“Thanks Jake, just what every woman likes to hear.”

“No! Wait! That’s not what I meant! I mean you look beautiful but you look tired!” He panicked.

You laughed, shaking your head a little, and giving another little yawn.

“It’s fine Jake, I’m just kidding!” You smiled, “I’m just tired.”

Jake sat at the table with you and frowned, resting his chin on his hand.

“Why?”

“I haven’t been sleeping well.”

Jake looked around the break room, then into the bullpen before turning his gaze back to you.

“Sleep now.” He shrugged.

“Jake I’m at work, I can’t.” You sighed.

“Why not! You’re finished all your paperwork!”

You laughed again, rolling your eyes at him.

He stood up and walked over to the couch, patting the space next to him as he sat down and pulled out his phone.

“Fine, lets at least watch something?” He asked.

“Sure, sure.”

You walked over and sat with him, and he browsed some films before clicking on the one he knew was your favourite.

“You remembered.” You said softly.

“Of course I did, it’s your favourite film.

That made you smile, and you bumped your shoulder with his gently.

“Thanks Jakey boy.”

He blushed a little.

“All good.” He said casually.

You glued your eyes to the screen, happily watching the film with him, but you had to fight to keep your eyes open.

You felt Jake put his arm around your shoulder, so you rested your head on his.

You thought you’d won the fight against sleep, but without realising your fallen asleep and you weren’t even 20 minutes into the movie.

“Hey Jake guess what!” Charles yelled running.

“Shhh!” Jake hissed harshly.

Charlie’s looked between you and Jake, and clamped his hand over his mouth as he grinned, running out off the break room.

The others came in, and Jake felt you stir slightly.

“Be quiet!” He whisper yelled.

Everyone stopped and looked over.

“(Y/N)s asleep, don’t wake her up.”

“Jake being considerate of someone, that’s new.” Terry chuckled.

Jake huffed and put his phone away, turning to you as he smiled softly and turned back to everyone else.

“Why is (L/N) asleep, someone wake her.” Holt said walking in.

He walked over and Jake panicked.

“Sir wait!”

Holt stopped in his tracks and crossed his arms as he waited for an explanation.

“She told me she hadn’t been sleeping well.”

Holt nodded his head and backed away, heading over to the coffe machine instead.

“Let her sleep for a bit.”

They all left and Jake rested his head on yours, drifting off to sleep as well.

When Rosa came back into the break room she stopped in her tracks.

“Guys!” She called.

Everyone came in and looked at you two.

Jake has laid down, andyou were laid on him, you shuffled, moving closer into him, your head right next to his and his arm tightened around you.

“That’s actually so cute.” Amy smiled.

“Should we wake them up?” Terry asked.

“No! Let the ship sail!” Charles quietly yelled.

Holt looked at one another before nodding his head.

“Yes, let the ship sail as Boyle said.”

Everyone nodded, but they all watched as Rosa pulled out her phone along with Gina and Charles and Amy, and all four snapped a picture with huge grins.

They were definitely gonna tease you both about this when you woke up

#jake peralta x reader #jake peralta #jake peralta x you #brooklyn 99 #brooklyn nine nine #b99 x reader #b99fic

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red-doll-face · 3 years

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Here is a request for slashers if they're open. My brain does a thing where I am affectionate w a person but if I get nudged away (even if it's just to readjust the position), it goes "oh no. They don't want u to touch them. Do not touch ever again or they will get mad at u. U disgust them." Even tho touch is my love language & it hurts, I just won't touch. If confronted, I will get confused & panicky cuz "u didn't want me to touch? Im respecting ur wishes? Did I miss something?" Its a mess.

Requests are indeed open, I’m sorry I take foreverrr to do these but i hope u enjoy! I don’t know what to call this tho. For simplicity’s sake I’m calling this nervous reader lmao, idk what else to call these.

Slashers x gn nervous Reader

Jason Voorhees:

Jason can very much relate to the feeling. When he first meets you, he’s sure that you’re frightened. He restrains from being too close to avoid coming off as overbearing, doesn't want to touch you because if you flinch he’ll be so hurt. He just assumes he disgusts you. Based on the reaction all of his other victims have when they see him, he’s sure you’ll probably be the same.

Once Jason is sure that you don't feel that way, he’s a cuddle monster. He wants to be close all of the time, holding hands, letting you sit in his lap, you name it. He’s so starved and quickly decides that touch is his love language too. He’s not even sure how he’s lived this long without it.

The only time I can see Jason maybe gently sort of setting you down elsewhere and walking off is when he senses strangers on the property of what once was Crystal Lake. He’s out the door before he can even see your hurt expression, Which is worse because this might lead you to jump to conclusions.

If you distance yourself from Jason, he immediately is thrown off. He can’t directly ask you if he’s done something wrong and when he tries to initiate affection with you and you don’t reciprocate whole heartedly, he’s at a loss.

He’ll get on one knee while you sulk on the couch and give you a silent plea to tell him what's wrong. You can panic and try and avoid it but he is certain there's something going on and he wants so badly to know what he’s done to put you off. You tell him and he immediately is shaking his head no, he could never be mad at you, never be disgusted with you. You’re the most breathtaking person he’s ever had the pleasure of holding, the first, most likely.

Jason nods because he understands how you feel. In the future, he’s persistent about how you feel when he untangles himself from you, making sure you’re ok.

Michael Myers:

In the later stages of your relationship, Michael is insatiable when it comes to being in contact with you. For a long time, towards the start of your relationship, he didn’t like it. It felt weird. All of the touch he's experienced prior was so clinical and sterile that he doesn’t quite know how good touch is supposed to feel. He’s so touch starved that he’s almost positive he doesn't even need it.

Slowly, he builds a tolerance for it, much like one does with alcohol, constantly checking his boundaries and letting him control the situation and he’s all for movie night, huddled up on the couch, or waking up with his head on your chest. His own personal pillow.

There are, however, moments when his need to make someone tremble with fear and then blodgeon them to death with a can opener from their own kitchen becomes too strong, so he tries to keep away from you. In the past, he might have used you to satisfy similar desires of a sexual nature and may have really hurt you but he knows that it’s not always enjoyable to you.

Then, you stop touching him. Much like Jason, he starts to think you’ve become sick of him. Sick of his coldness, his muteness, his withdrawn demeanor. Maybe you’ve moved on and he tries to tell himself he doesn’t care but he doesn't think he can see himself touching anyone but you now.

It gets to the point where he comes home one day and you look heavily troubled, expressions he’s seen on your face before, only in the event that something terrible has happened. You ask to speak to him and he obliges.

You explain that you don’t think this relationship is working, that you’re pretty sure he’s disgusted with you and how difficult this event is because you didn't even want to talk about it but it's been hurting you for too long.

His response is to stand up very slowly, pick you up and lay down with you over him, simply laying there. Hopefully, knowing you’re the one person he would ever allow to participate in this intimacy is enough to show you that you mean more than you think you do to him.

RZ Michael Myers:

This Michael is more perceptive to your touch than his counterpart, your touch sends little shivers down his spine and as soon as he gets pretty used to it, he’s eager for more. This also takes some time but significantly less. He’s enamored with the idea of returning to a somewhat normal life. Your affection grounds him in that fantasy as much as being a murderer might take him out of it.

As he establishes a relationship with you, he may even be the one to start touching you instead of the other way around. He’s read books and always wondered what it might feel like to have someone genuinely touch him without fear in their eyes. Without malice.

An unsuccessful ‘day at work’ might have Michael feeling a little het up though. He can be moody and more rageful. Neither you nor his hobbies can calm him. He seems colder than usual in these states and can come off as very standoffish.

So when you try and touch him and he shrugs your hand off his shoulder, he can’t or isn't in the state of mind to address your frown and worried look. Michael, instead stomps off somewhere to be alone for a while; maybe take his anger out on something else. Some unsuspecting soul or maybe even a poor animal in the wrong place at the wrong time.

After he’s calmed down some, he returns and almost forgot about that sad little gleam in your eye before he left. Michael remembers when he sees you blankly staring at the TV, pointedly avoiding his gaze even as you utter a weak welcome home. It’s not very welcoming. He sits stiffly beside you, watching you from the corner of his eye. You’re closed off from him and he doesn't like it at all.

Migrating towards you slowly, he eases you into a familiar hug, his big bear hugs that are a little tight but inviting all the same. His huge torso and long arms seem to swallow you in his warmth. You hardly reciprocate. You look a little surprised. Though he never addresses it verbally, (which is probably better for you) Michael offers a single glance that communicates everything he needs to say. Don't ever think that again.

Thomas B. Hewitt:

Thomas’ self esteem issues and self image are not good. He honestly doesn’t like to imagine what he looks like to other people unless it can be as a threatening man you don’t fuck with. Meeting you, he realizes that it’s good to protect his family but he’d rather you not see him as someone only capable of harm. Tries his best to get the point across that while Hoyt may be adamant that horrible things happen to you, he’s not going to let them.

Thomas has received affection but always a familial affection. A pat on the back from Monty, proud claps to his shoulders from uncle Charlie, and hugs and kisses from his dear Mother. Nothing so foreign as a strangers touch over his arm or a soft embrace.

Unfortunately, Thomas can get reactive when you attempt to touch him without his mask on. He’s absolutely settled on the false reality that you’ll see his face and immediately decide that you never want to touch him again. Interacting with you with his bare face? That's a no for Thomas.

He puts on his mask that covers the scarred skin over his face and you look dejected. He was preparing for you to pressure him but instead finds himself trying to find out why you won’t touch him now. It’s not his face, is it? You respond with your reasoning. Thomas is so confused. How could you think that you disgust him? That he doesn’t want you to touch him?

He’s quicker than the others and immediately sweeps you up into his arms and holds you as close as humanly possible. Feeling disgusting and like some sort of burden is a feeling he’s so familiar with and if he can take it away from you, he will.

Will aggressively initiate touch with you for the next week or so just to solidify the fact that he cares about you and won't reject you just as you didn’t reject him.

Bubba Sawyer:

Bubba is a great cuddle buddy and partner. Hugs are his favorite and he hugs his brother all the time, lifting both Nubbins and Chop Top into the air for some brotherly love. If you’re smaller than them he’s all about picking you up and perhaps a little rough housing with you. He’s careful though or at least there are attempts made to be careful

Bubba, though he could easily spend the whole day doing nothing and everything with you, has work. Chores, butchering. Cooking, and tending livestock. Plenty to do at the sawyer house and he does most of it. Suffice to say there are times when you want to lather attention all over him yet he has to go back to work.

So caught up in work that he doesn't get what's going on til way later, when you’ve had time to stew in your emotions, firmly telling yourself that Bubba is annoyed by you probably. He’s baffled and confused at your silence, your crossed arms. The little furrow in your brow. He can already tell there’s something upsetting you.

Honestly, Bubba is so affectionate I can’t see him being the kind of person even capable of alluding to the fact he might be disgusted by you. How, if all he wants to do is love you? You may bring it up as a joke that you thought he didn’t like you and he almost seems offended. Not like you?

Bubba can squash any feelings you may have about that and then some. He will not let you drown in insecurities, not on his watch. This man will do everything in his power to make you feel beautiful because you really are.

I’m sorry these are super long but thanks for requesting!

#slasher x reader #michael myers #michael myers x reader #halloween #rz halloween movie #rz michael myers #rz michael myers x reader #jason voorhees #jason voorhees x reader #friday the 13th #thomas brown hewitt x reader #thomas brown hewitt #thomas hewitt #bubba sawyer x reader #bubba sawyer #leatherface x reader #texas chainsaw massacre #slashers

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charlies-gillespie · 3 years

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it’s okay not to be okay | charlie gillespie

paring: fem!reader x charlie gillespie

summary: reader is having a bad mental health day so Charlie tries to do what he can to help her

length: short to medium

rating: PG

warnings: mentions of anxiety, an anxiety attack, some angsty content (but also some fluffy content)

!! NOT MY GIF !!

MASTERLIST

authors note: may is mental health month. i wanted to write a little something to maybe help someone understand what they can do if someone they know is having a bad day or struggling with their mental health. and if you’re struggling, please know that it’s okay not to be okay and to please ask for help if you need it

Your alarm screams at you to wake up. You sigh, rolling over and turning it over. Once it’s off, you roll onto your back and stare up at the ceiling. You think about the day ahead and lose motivation the more you lay and think about your day.

You have virtual interviews with all day with your boyfriend and Julie and the Phantoms co-star, Charlie Gillespie. He’s supposed to be here any minute. The thought of him knocking on the door sends your anxiety skyrocketing. Interviews are not your strong suit. You try to avoid them as often as you can, or you get someone you’re comfortable with to do them with you. Today, even the thought of doing an interview makes your hands shake.

It’s about eight in the morning and you can already tell that it’s going to be a rough day. You can’t even get out of bed this morning and you’re already feeling unmotivated. All you’ve done is turn off your alarm and your hands are sweaty.

There’s a buzz that comes from the table that makes you jump. You see Charlie’s contact pop up on your phone and you grab the device. You answer it, putting the phone on speaker and resting it on your chest. “Hey,” you sigh.

“Hi,” Charlie says. “I just pulled up to your house. Is everything ready to go for interviews today?”

With a nod, you say, “Yeah. I turned my stream room into a little studio. My streaming gear has turned into interview gear.”

Charlie says, “I’m on my way in. Can you come open the door? I have breakfast for us before our first interview in a little bit.”

You swallow and say, “Yeah. I’m on my way down now.”

The line goes dead. You push yourself to get up out of bed. You rub your face and walk down the stairs. Your first interview is in about 30 minutes and you’re nowhere near ready.

When you open the door, you see Charlie standing at your door with his laptop in one hand and a bag full of iHop food for breakfast. He looks you up and down in your pajamas and says, “We have a Pop Buzz interview in less than 30 minutes and you’re not ready?”

“Yeah,” you mumble, not being able to make eye contact with Charlie. “Sorry.”

Your boyfriend walks inside and he says, “Let’s go get you dressed, eh?”

You close the door and say, “But you brought over breakfast to eat before the first interview.”

Charlie puts the iHop bag down on the coffee table in the living room, as well as his laptop, before he says, “We can heat it up after the first interview is done. One thing at a time, Y/N.”

He laces his fingers with yours and walks you upstairs. You blink as you walk with him, slightly confused. You walk into your bedroom and walk to your closet. Charlie sits on your bed, looking at you as you raid your closet for something you can wear.

In the end, you find a Sunset Curve t-shirt and sweatpants because you don’t feel like getting dressed up. The t-shirt is white with black writing and it cut to look like a crop top. The sweats are black and loose on your body. You’re pretty sure you stole these from Charlie because they’re huge on you. You tie your hair up into a messy bun and turn toward Charlie.

“Look at you,” your boyfriend says. “You look very comfortable and very cute in my sweatpants.”

You say, “So these are your sweatpants.”

Charlie laughs and kisses the side of your head before saying, “I was looking for those all over my apartment. You can keep them though. You look cute in them.”

The two of you head downstairs. You walk into your streaming room. Charlie follows you inside. He’s been in here before but he’s never learned how to use any of this stuff.

You sit in your gaming chair and Charlie pulls up another chair to sit beside you.

“Zoom?” you ask, turning on your PC.

He nods and pulls out his phone. “The code was sent to our emails,” Charlie says. You log into your work email and find the code. The interview starts in five minutes. Your heart races and your hands shake as you type on your computer.

After getting Zoom up on your PC, you stare at the mouse hovering above the “join with video” button. Quickly, you turn to Charlie and say, “I can’t.”

Charlie looks at you and asks, “You can’t what?”

You can feel your breathing speed up as you say, “The interview. Charlie, I can’t.”

He realizes what’s going on and he takes your hands in his. “Y/N,” he says softly. “You can do it. It’s just having a conversation, okay? You can have conversations. Don’t think of it like an interview and think of it as a conversation. I’ll be right here and you can hold my hand during the whole thing. You know Owen, Jer, Madi, Sav, and Sacha will all be on the screen in front of you. You’ll do amazing.”

With some reassurance from Charlie, you nod but stay quiet. He gives you a reassuring smile before he takes over, clicking the button to join the call. You scoot your chair closer to Charlie. “Where am I looking, by the way,” he asks.

You point at the little camera in front of the ring light that you have on. You and Charlie join the Zoom. Owen says, “Look who showed up thirty seconds before the interview starts.”

Charlie quickly hushes his best friend and the interview starts. Throughout the whole thing, you’re rubbing your hands on your sweats and constantly looking over at Charlie. The interviewer thinks it’s cute that you keep looking at Charlie, but the interviewer doesn’t know it’s because you’re right on the verge of another anxiety attack. The smile on your face is very obviously fake but no one questions it. Charlie does most of the talking.

As soon as everyone says their goodbyes after the interview, Charlie quickly presses the “leave meeting” button. As soon as you’ve both left the meeting, you exhale the breath you’ve been holding in for most of the interview.

Concerned, your boyfriend asks, “How are you doing?”

“I hate it,” you admit. “But it’s part of my job.”

He stands up and says, “You did really good. I know how anxious these interviews are for you but you did it, Y/N. I’m so proud.”

A little smile forms on your face and you ask, “Can we heat up the iHop now?”

Charlie laughs and nods. You stand up and take his hand.

***

After several more anxiety inducing interviews later, you finally get about two hours off. You find yourself curled up on the couch with your chin on your knees. You have no idea why these interviews are so anxiety inducing today. You love acting, you usually love talking to people about acting and singing. You have to push yourself through every interview, you don’t look as good as you probably should for these interviews.

Your boyfriend finds you on the couch but your mind is so busy, you don’t notice him as he sits beside you. “Baby,” Charlie says, trying to get your attention. “Hey, Y/N.” You look over at him and he brushes something away from your cheek. “Baby, why are you crying?”

Confused, you say, “I’m not crying.”

Charlie blinks at you and says, “Your cheeks are wet. Talk to me.” He rests a hand on your knee and looks at you.

With a sigh, you say, “I’m frustrated. I’m frustrated that I have days where I have to push myself to do things. I’m frustrated that doing my job gives me anxiety. When I have these days, I contemplate why I’m an actress when talking about my job, while part of my job, gives me anxiety.”

He listens to every word that you say before he begins to talk.

“Y/N, baby, you’re an actress because it’s what you love to do,” Charlie tells you. “It’s the same reason you’re a singer. You love to do it. You’ll have these days sometimes, and that’s okay, but Y/N, I know you. You are the strongest person I know. Whatever’s going today, you’ll get through it. I’ll be right here if you need me.”

This is the man that you fell in love with. This is the man that you hope to marry one day. He doesn’t run when you’re having a bad day. Charlie is the person you go to when you’re having one of these days and he’ll come over to help you through it.

You scoot closer to Charlie and rest your head on his shoulder. You close your eyes and you say, “I don’t deserve you, Charlie.”

Charlie kisses the side of your head and says, “You deserve the world. After these last two interviews today, you and I are having a movie night in bed with lots of cuddles and kisses.”

“Cuddles and kisses?” you repeat, looking up at Charlie.

He presses a soft kiss to your lips before he says, “Lots and lots of cuddles and kisses.”

You press your forehead to Charlie’s cheek, closing your eyes. Charlie wraps his arms around your curled up body.

The day gets just a little bit easier after Charlie promises kisses and cuddles after the interviews are over. You love and appreciate that Charlie doesn’t run from the relationship when you’re sad or anxious. He embraces it and helps you through the rough days.

That night, after all the interviews are over for the day, you do lay in bed and you watch The Space Between Us on Netflix while cuddled up with Charlie. You’ve been like this for a few hours now and a thought has been on your mind.

“Charlie,” you say, looking up at your boyfriend.

He looks down at you and asks, “What’s up? Need something?”

You move until you’re on your stomach against Charlie’s side. You say, “I don’t want you to go.”

Your boyfriend says, “If you want me to stay the night then I will. I don’t have any plans tonight.”

“No, I mean I don’t want to have to say goodbye to you in the morning,” you say. “I want to fall asleep beside you every night and wake up beside you every morning.”

Charlie pushes a piece of hair out of your face and he asks, “Are you asking me to move in with you?”

You say, “I don’t want to call you to come over when I’m having a bad day when you could already be here. I have half a closet and half a bed that aren’t being used, plus lots of room on my bathroom counter.”

He laughs and says, “Yes, baby. I’ll move in with you. I wouldn’t mind falling asleep with you in my arms or waking up to your cute face every morning.”

A soft laugh escapes your lips and you say, “Good, because I would love it if I could fall asleep in your arms every night. Starting tonight.”

“Starting tonight,” Charlie assures you. You smile and snuggle up to your boyfriend. He securely wraps his arms around your shoulders and you close your eyes, feeling at home and safe in Charlie’s arms.

#charlie gillespie imagine #charlie gillespie x oc #charlie gillespie x reader #charlie gillespie x y/n #julie and the phantoms imagines #jatp imagines #jatp imagine #imagines #imagine #fluff imagines #angst imagine #fluff #angst

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yup-thats-me · 2 years

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Movie and Cuddle nights || T. Chalamet x reader

i love you and your work and if it is okay with you was wondering if you could write some about the reader being out with her girls zendaya and saoirse and then she comes home and timothee is all needy and clingy request by @stopimtryingtoreid

pairing: Timothée/reader, Zendaya/Tom

summary: Timothée being clingy after reader comes home from a day out with Saorise and Zendaya

warning/this post contains: movie nights, clingy!Timothée, snacks, speaking French, sweet french nicknames, Google translated french, the movie "Silver Linings Playbook"

a/n:took me a while but here you go :3 hope this was what you had in mind or at least it lived up to your expectations <3

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PLEASE IF ANY OF THE THINGS MENTIONED ABOVE TRIGGERS YOU DO NOT PROCEED

"Bye girl. See you in like a month's time," Zendaya waved from the car seat. "Yeah and please do remember we exist okay, Y/n?" Saorise added.

You shook your head at them. "Get gone now. Tommy boy's probably whining for Daya to get home," you smirked, Saorise laughing at the comment.

Without another word, Zendaya started the car and zoomed down from your parking lot with Soarise screaming at her to slow down. You had caught a glimpse of Daya blushing bright red.

Giggling, you made your way to the front door. The group of you three, which the internet had named "Charlie's Angels," were out for the day. Catching up on each other's life and talk like you'd always do. With your new projects coming up and all the interviews, and the filming, any of you barely had the time to contact each other. So, yesterday you made a plan to meet. Safe to say, you had a great time.

You could hear Timothée's footsteps ascending down from the stairs. In a fraction of seconds, he was at the door, a smug smile on his lips.

"Mi amour! I missed you so much!" He greeted, pulling you in by the waist, hugging you tightly.

"Hello baby," you kissed his cheeks. "Missed you too."

He hugged you in a manner that his face was flushed against the crook of your neck. You could feel him inhale your scent. "You smell so good, y/n", he complimented.

You walked with him still wrapped around your waist like a koala and fell on the couch in the living room. The house was fairly clean just as you left it except some objects misplaced form their original places. You tried to get up from the couch but Timothée held your wrist, preventing you from going anywhere. "You just came. You can't go nowhere I wanna cuddle!" He poured.

You smiled at him. "Let me freshen up at least? I'll be back in the blink of an eye," you ran your fingers through his soft, brown curls, loving how soft the strands felt.

He presented to think for a while before he sprang up from the couch. "Alright but be quick."

You nodded your head walking towards the bathroom. It took you around twenty minutes in the bathroom. Unbeknownst to you, Timothée had set up the tv and was ready for you to come so that he could cuddle the hell out of you.

"jolie fille, I'm waiting!" He called for you.

"Coming!" Although he couldn't see you, you blushed at the nickname. Pretty girl. Damn right you were his pretty girl.

After a few more minutes, you came in the bed room dressed in his sweatshirt and a pair of shorts."I don't remember there was a movie night in my schedule," you remarked, seeing him all ready for the movie and cuddle session.

He shook his head. "Mhm. There wasn't but I wanted it to. Do you not want it?"

"No no. I want it," you got in the bed, sitting beside him. You were planing to lay your head on Timothée's shoulder, but he beat you to it, cuddling you like a koala does to tree. You giggled.

You watched the screen, your hands softly messaging his scalp. "What we watching?"

He went through the movies displayed on the screen, searching for a one that he likes. You looked around the bed to see all the necessary things present there. A soft blanket, a water bottle, your favourite pillow. Everything without the most important thing. Snacks.

Just as you were about to tell Tim that you'd go and get some snacks, he landed on a movie.

"Ah the perfect. Silver Linings Playbook."

You felt a bit guilty to get up from the comfortable position just when he landed on an appropriate movie. But a movie night without snacks is not a movie night at all.

"Mon doux, I'm so sorry but I have to get the snaks. You forgot them. Without snacks, there's no movie night at all," you pressed a kiss on his forehead.

He whined at you. "I wanna cuddle and all you're doing is going away from me," he said dramatically.

You as well gasped dramatically. "Monsieur n'osez pas me blâmer! Allez je vais faire vite promis" (Sir don't you dare blame me! C'mon I'll be quick I promise) you began speaking in an aristocratic French accent.

He sighed giving up. "Okay. You win."

When you got up the bed, he did too. Timothée was following you lie a puppy as you collected the various snacks from around the kitchen.

"Timothée why are you following me?" You asked, turning to face him.

"So that I don't get lost in this huge house," he poured like a toddler.

"You'd get lost in our house that you've been living in since the last four years?" You quirked your brows at him.

He avoided your watchful gaze, shifting his weight from one feet to the other. He gave up when he sensed you wouldn't let him go by without an answer.

"Alright...I missed you so much. I just want to be with you."

You smiled at your boyfriend brightly. How cute can he possibly get?

"Awwe my baby, c'mere," you pulled him for a bear hug. "I love you so much you know."

"I love you too, mon angé. Now c'mon the movie's waiting and I've been deprived of my cuddles that I so deserve", he pulled your wrist, giving you little time to actually gather the snacks from the counter.

As soon as you got in the bed again, he cuddled up immediately. You smiled, running your hands through his hair.

#timothée chalamet x reader #timothee imagine #timothee x you #timothee fanfic #timothee x reader #timothee fluff #timothee blurb #requested #hope you like <3

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littlemissaddict · 3 years

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Me Without Us

Summary: Inspired but the song 'Me W/O Us" by Set It Off.

Word Count: 2288

⚠️ Warnings: Smut

The first few times the picture showed up on her Instagram feed, y/n didn’t think much about it. It wasn’t uncommon for Charlie and the people he was working with to go out between scenes and explore the town they were in. After all he loved an adventure and it was one of the things she loved about him. That and the fact that she trusted him completely is why she didn’t originally give it anymore thought until it began to appear more often. Fans sharing it and questioning whether they were together or commenting on how good they looked together and how much they ‘shipped’ them. Y/n knew it was just speculation, she knew how Charlie felt about her as he made sure to tell her every time they spoke or messaged but that didn’t stop her from scrolling through the comments. It was a mistake and she knew this but once she had started it was hard to stop especially when she found herself agreeing with them. It began to spiral out of control when she found herself on the actress’s Instagram, scrolling through her pictures. She couldn’t deny that she was pretty, she was also pretty freaking talented and that was when the self doubt began to kick in. Maybe Charlie would be better off with her, they did look good together, she thought.

She was interrupted from her scrolling when Charlie’s name popped up on her screen and she answered trying to keep the hurt out of her voice.

“Hey baby, how’s your day been?” Charlie asked, the same as he did in every phone call and he’d listen to everything she had to say whether it would be her ranting about something that had happened at work or just her telling him about a new movie she had watched, he would listen to every word before he would tell her silly stories from the day on set. However today she had nothing to say just settled on telling him it was fine but Charlie picked up that something was off straight away and he wasted no time in asking her.

“What’s wrong are you feeling okay?” he asked and she hated the way he asked with so much concern, she hated being distant with him and usually she told him everything but she didn’t know how to approach it feeling the way she did.

“Just a bit tired that’s all” she replied and it wasn’t a lie, she was tired as she’d been up early for work but he didn’t have to know the full reason.

“Oh okay, well I’ll let you get some sleep then” he said gloomily as she hummed in response, “I love you and I miss you baby” he says softly as he hangs up.

Sighing, y/n places her phone on the nightstand and lays back on the bed, her mind racing. She doesn’t know how long she lays there but sleep doesn’t seem to come so she settles for just staring up at the ceiling when her phone began buzzing from the nightstand, taking a quick look she sees Charlie’s name again this time though she ignores it, not having the energy to talk right now. The ringing stops and instead her phone buzzes in quick bursts as someone, she guesses Charlie, sends her multiple messages as she turns over and finally lets sleep over take her.

It's early the next morning when she wakes as though a tiny gap in the curtains she can see the sun just beginning to rise and she yawns as she reaches for her phone to check the time, that's when she sees the missed calls and messages that Charlie left last night. Opening the messages, she sees he had sent her the picture of him and the girl together and her heart drops until she reads the messages underneath.

This is what you saw right?

Please believe me when I say that there is nothing going on between us no matter what the fans seem to think.

I love you and only you.

Please talk to me baby.

After reading the messages she was quick to press the call button, hoping that he was free to answer but she knew it was coming to the end of shooting and they probably would be trying to get all the last minute scenes done. When the phone went to voicemail she knew he must be busy and she hung up deciding to get dressed and maybe find something to keep herself busy.

She was in the middle of making lunch when her phone rang and she almost dropped the plate she was holding in her rush to find the phone. A sigh of relief escaping her lips when she saw Charlie’s name on the screen as she answered quickly.

“Charlie I’m sorry” Y/n apologises as soon as she answers the phone.

“It’s okay y/n, I know long distance isn’t easy but just trust me when I say there is no me without us” he says and she agrees “Just a couple more days and I’ll be home and I can show you just how much I love you” he reminders her with a hint of teasing in his tone which causes a her cheeks to flush at what he's suggesting but it makes her smile nonetheless. They talk for a bit until he is called back to set and he makes sure to tell her he loves her again before they hang up.

The days go by quickly and before she knows it Charlie’s walking through the door of their apartment, dropping his bags and pulling her into him.

“I. Missed. You.” he says, each word followed by a kiss that lasts longer than the one before it until her backs against the wall and they’re pulling away for breath.

“I missed you too” she says breathily having not fully caught her breath from the last kiss Charlie had left on her lips before he's pulling her in for another. Her hands make their way up to tangle into his hair which had gotten longer since the last she had seen him, as his lips left hers to trail kisses down her jaw and onto her neck. She gasped when she felt his teeth graze the skin just below her ear and she tugged on his hair pulling him back up to her face so she could kiss him again.

She breaks the kiss again moments later when she feels Charlie's hands sliding from her waist down to her ass as he pulls her into him just as he rolls his hips against hers, moaning his name when she feels his hard cock pressing against her.

"Bed, now" she mumbles, pulling him in the direction of their room as their lips collide in another kiss.

Getting to the bedroom takes longer than it should have done as they stop to kiss on every available surface as well as pulling off each other's clothes on the way.

When they finally make it to the bedroom they're both down to their underwear and Charlie wastes no time in removing her bra and directing her to lay on the bed. Once there he follows until he's hovering over her leaning down to press a quick to her lips before pulling back and chuckling to himself as she tries to follow his lips.

"Tease" she whines.

"Tell me what you want baby" he smiles down at her, resting his weight on one arm so that he can use a hand to brush the hair out of her face.

"Kiss me, touch me, anything Charlie please" she moans, tired of the teasing. He does as she asks, leaning down and capturing her lips as his hand trails from her face over her boobs, caressing the soft skin there before making its way down to the waistband of her underwear.

"Please" she breathes against his lips, moaning into the kiss when he slips his hand below the fabric and brushes against her. Without warning he slips his fingers into her causing her grip in his hair to tighten which pulls a groan from the boy.

When he pulls his fingers from her she almost whines at the loss of them until she realises he's moved to pull her underwear down and then his own.

"Are you still on the pill?" he questions as he settles between her legs waiting for her reply, when she nods he smiles, lining up with her "good because I don't want to use a condom" he answers as she pulls him down so there chest to chest as he slowly pushes in.

"Char-oh wait please" she moans out once he's all the way in and he stills his hips looking at her with concern, "it's been awhile just give me a minute" she breathes, trying not to focus on the slight discomfort of him stretching her. Understanding, he waits pressing kisses to her face which make her giggle and he trails featherlight touches down her arm until he reaches her hand, intertwining their fingers until she's telling him to move.

He pulls out slowly before bucking his hips forward, groaning her name as he does. He repeats the motion and he knows he's not going to last long as he's gone so long without her and it seems she feels the same.

"I'm close" she warns after a few more thrusts and he speeds up his hips, determined to make her feel good. She pulls him close again, finding his lips and pulling him into yet another kiss, although it's not as coordinated as the ones before. This kiss is only broken after a particularly deep thrust as she moans his name.

"I know baby, cum for me" he coaxes and she does, clinging onto him as he helps her through it. His own hips stutter in their movement as he cums with a groan, collapsing down onto her body as she holds him, her hands carding through his hair as he rides out his own pleasure.

They lay there, holding each other as their breathing returns to normal before Charlie gets up to get a washcloth to clean them both up. After he's done, he helps her back into her underwear and gives her one of his shirts to wear as he pulls on some sweatpants to climb into bed next to her.

"I'm happy you're home" she smiles, cuddling into his side.

"Me too, I hate leaving you" he says, noticing her eyes closing and the little yawn she does he chuckles "take a nap I'll be right here when you wake up"

Later that evening, they're cuddled on the couch with a movie playing on the TV with empty take out cartons on the table in front of them as Charlie tells her stories from set. He was in the middle of telling her a story about how the cast went out for dinner and one of his co stars was getting hit on towards the end leaving her feeling pretty uncomfortable so he stepped in and offered to walk her back to the hotel. He explains that was what had happened the night the photo was taken and she can't help but smile at the boy in front of her.

"Now I know you didn't want to go public with our relationship but if we did it may stop the fans' speculation like they did with that photo" he suggested, running his hand over her bare legs where they were laid across his lap.

"I don't know Char, you know I don't like people's attention and what if the fans don't like me" she says quietly.

"They'd be crazy not to even the guys have told you that," he says, making her smile slightly as she remembered when they told his jatp cast mates, they had all accepted her really quickly and Maddie had told her that if they did tell the fans that they would love her. "Besides, look at how well the fans accepted Jeremy and Carolynn," he adds. She knew he was right, the fans had been nothing but supportive of the two but Carolynn was amazing and y/n didn't think it was possible for anyone to hate her.

"Okay," she agrees, still slightly hesitant to do so, "but how are we going to tell them?" she asks, noticing the way Charlie’s face lights up.

"I have and idea" he grins reaching for his phone, he pulls her closer to him so that she's almost sat in his lap and adjusts the edge of the shirt she's wearing so that it covers more of her legs before clasping their hands together and resting then in her lap as he snaps a picture. She watches curiously as he types on his phone before hearing her phone buzz letting her know she has a notification, when she opens it she see that Charlie has tagged her in a photo and he's captioned it 'back home with my girl'

"You don't think it's too suggestive?" She asks after putting her phone down after she's gotten to look at the photo.

"Of course not" he smiles, leaning in to press a kiss to her lips, only stopping to pull apart when her phone begins buzzing crazily. She warily picks it up seeing the notifications of comments and follow requests and she looks up at Charlie with wide eyes.

"Oh my god" she says biting her lip and opting to turn her phone on silent to deal with the aftermath in the morning so that she can spend the rest of Charlie’s first night back with him.

#julie and the phantoms cast #charlie gillespie #charlie x reader #smut #song fic #julie and the phantoms #jatp

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undyingskies · 3 years

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Snow Day Firsts

Hi everyone, I hope you enjoy this one! I had a lot of fun writing this one! I am such an Owen Joyner stan that all my ideas for imagines are for him! I would happily take requests or ideas from anyone and for any of the JATP characters or cast members! Also I would love some mutuals, anyways enjoy! xoxo

Warnings: None, just fluff!

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“You know, it does scare me that you just have your phone right above my face and you haven’t stopped staring at if for the last 20 minutes. What if your hand falls asleep and you drop it on my face?” You laugh as you hear the words escape from the boy who’s head is in your lap.

You quickly lock your phone and set it beside you on the couch, making eye contact with the cute blue eyed boy who’s already looking up at you. Your free hand still running through his blonde locks.

“Well Joyner, do you have a better idea of what to do? It’s about 20 degrees outside!”

“I like when you call me Joyner.” That’s all you get back from Owen before he turns back and stares at the tv. He’s always making random comments and then quickly moving on to whatever else he pleases.

You’ve gotten used to days like this recently. You met Owen a few months back, your family is from Canada and you were visiting them in their small Canadian town. One day they decided they wanted to show you Toronto, you’d never been and you thought it would be fun. You quickly feel in love with the city and never wanted to leave.

You were actually visiting family because a month before you decided to switch to college online, feeling really lost and without a purpose so you thought some time with family in a place you always loved would do you good. Little did you know that you’d fall in love with Toronto and decide to stay until the New Year. And that’s when you met Mr. Owen Patrick Joyner.

You were out one day, just a few days after you had finally settled into your apartment and decided it was a good idea to go for a walk to find some coffee. Well, you were wrong. It got dark way quicker than you expected and you had no clue where you were.

You were wondering the streets until you saw a group of some guys and girls. They looked like they knew what they were doing or so you thought. You approached them asking for some help.

When you got to them, you quickly realized they were all actually arguing over where to go. Before you could turn around to leave, they had already noticed you and all eyes were on you.

Before you knew it, you were introduced to the whole group, Charlie, Jeremy, Carolynn, Madi, Savannah, Tori, and Owen, and they had you wrapped up in their argument and along for the ride before you could even blink twice. While trying to find where they were going and you lived, you came to find out you lived across the street from Owen and Charlie, the opposite apartment building. You were able to end the night making some new friends and safely in your new home.

You had hit it off with all of them, but something about Owen was special. You started spending their days off with them when they weren’t filming, had movie nights with them, and went to nights out with them as well. The whole time sparks flying between you and Owen. No one was shy to point it out either.

It took about a month of hanging out every week and texting almost every day before Owen finally asked you out on a date. Now here you are almost 3 weeks later.

He still hasn’t made a move yet either, it’s something you and Savannah constantly talk about. You don’t want to be too pushy about it but you were feeling frustrated. Every time it felt like it was the moment, that he would finally kiss you, something interrupted the moment or he was quick to turn and change subjects.

The closest you guys got was this, his head in your lap with your fingers combing through his hair or your head on his chest while you guys cuddled up watching movies or hanging out. You did enjoy this of course but you couldn’t stop yourself from questioning why he hasn’t kissed you yet or made you guys official.

“You look pretty cute when you got your face all scrunched up like that in thought, Y/N.” Yet again Owen pulls you from your thoughts, this time sitting up and facing you.

“What’s on that pretty little mind of yours?”

“Oh, nothing really. Just kinda thinking about random things, ya know.” You say trying to brush the topic away.

“Oooo what kind of random things?” He asks inquisitively, leaning forward to rest his head on his arm.

“I was just thinking about when I first met the group, it’s been pretty great getting to know everyone. I feel pretty lucky.”

“Getting to know everyone? Or getting to know me?” He says with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

“Ya know I was thinking more getting to know Savannah and Charlie. No one has ever met me on my level of pranks until them.” You say hoping to get a reaction out of him, especially because he was the last one you guys pranked.

“Oh really? Just Charlie and Savannah?? Alright then.” He says going to turn away from you, but you grab his arm to keep him from doing it.

“What can I say Joyner? They just get me!” You say laughing watching his face, you know he thought you would take it back or say something nice.

Before you know it, he’s on top of you tickling every inch of you that he could get too. Shrieks start leaving your mouth, you couldn’t breathe from laughing so hard.

“O...O....OWENNN!! Stooooppp, I can’t breath.” You say laughing hard trying to shove his hands way. You get a quick swipe of his hands and he drops chest to chest losing his balance.

You guys both breathing hard but not saying a word. Just straight up eye contact, a small smile graces both your lips. You feel him bring his hand up to brush your hair out of your face, he drops it slowly letting his fingers brush against your lips. You suck in a breath, looking back into his eyes. You can see him leaning in, his warm breath against your cheeks.

Is this the moment? It’s finally going to happen? He’s finally going to make his move and kiss you. And then-

“Guys!!! It’s snowing look! It’s finally snowing!” Charlie comes yelling into the living room running full speed. Startling both you and Owen, causing Owen to fall off the couch.

You didn’t think twice, you ran right to the window next to Charlie jumping with giddy. You’d never seen snow before, you were born and raised in California. Instead of snow season, you got fire season.

You always wanted to see snow, you dreamed of it. It always looked so peaceful and magical, something about snow just always made you feel warm inside and you didn’t know why.

“I appreciate the help and concern you guys.” Owen says sarcastically before joining the two of you at the window. He can’t help but smile when he sees the glimmer in your eyes looking at the snow. You had talked to him about snow before and how you always dreamed of seeing it.

“You know Y/N, we could go outside and see it.” A giant smile graces your face and you look up at him. If his smile could get bigger in that moment it would because of the look on your face.

“Really? I know you’ve said you think it’s too cold…”

“I think your first time in the snow is a good enough reason to brave the cold! Let’s go get our sweaters on. Charlie you joining us?” Owen asks while grabbing your hand to take you to get your warm clothes on.

“Nah dude, as much as I love the snow, I’ve seen it my whole life and I’m not really in the mood to get all bundled up.” Charlie says while waving to you guys going back to his room.

You quickly get everything warm on you can, hoping the faster you moved, the faster Owen would so you could get outside. You’re almost running out there once you’re both ready.

As the doors open a giant gust of cold wind hits you, making you stop in your tracks. You look around at the snow. It’s falling from the sky, leaving little flakes in your hair and on your clothes. The ground is already covered in a layer of it. You can’t believe it’s real! Before you could take in the peacefulness of it any longer you’re hit upside the head with something cold.

You turn to your side, seeing Owen facing you with a wide smile, laughing at the look on your face. He just threw a snowball at you and before you could get over it, he threw another one at you, laughing! He’s quick to start grabbing more snow.

“Oh it’s on Joyner.” You laugh while collecting up snow. You launch what one would call a pathetic snowball in his direction. He laughs at your attempt before hitting you head on with another one.

You laugh some more while trying to get a better snowball together. This time with the launch of your arm, it hits Owen right in the face. The look he makes could make you pee from laughing so hard.

“You’re gonna be sorry for that one Y/N!” He says laughing whole running in your direction.

You let out a shriek and start running away from him. You can hear his laughing and his feet behind you. You may be fast but he just so happens to be faster. You can feel his hands grab onto the back of your jacket.

You’re quick to turn, trying to loosen his grip on you. Instead of freeing yourself, you lose your balance knocking into Owen. You close your eyes waiting for the impact of the fall but instead you make impact with a puffy chest.

You open your eyes to see that you not only lost your balance but made Owen lose his as well. You landed right on his chest, face to face for the second time today. Belly laughs leaving from the both of you.

He looks so beautiful. His cheeks and nose just slightly pinker then usual because of the cold, he has snowflakes that got tangled up in his eyelashes, and the blue of his eyes just look that much bluer due to the bright lighting of the snow. You can’t help but stare into them, as your laugh dies off. Not knowing that he’s thinking the exact same thing as you, he thought you never looked prettier than you did in this moment right now.

“Hi.” He says looking up at you, breaking the silence.

“Oh hello Joyner.” You say with a small laugh, going to lift yourself up from his body.

Before you could lift yourself up, you feel his arms tighten around your waist, keeping you in place and his lips on yours. Yours eyes widen at the contact, but slowly drop as your lips start to move in sync together. He has your bottom lip between his two, and nothing has ever felt as perfect as his lips on yours.

You slowly pull apart, but leave two small pecks on each other’s lips before you do. The kiss leaves you breathless and with butterflies in your stomach.

“Be my girlfriend.” You hear him say.

“I’m sorry what?”

“You heard me, be my girlfriend! I’ve been waiting so long to do that and now I want you to be my girlfriend not that I didn’t want you to be my girlfriend before but I was just nervous because I suck at making moves and I-“

You cut off his nervous rambling with your lips on his. This time you feel his lips melt into yours. You can’t help but let a big smile take over your face, you’ve been waiting what feels like forever for this and you can’t believe it’s here. Owen looks up at you mimicking your smile.

“I’ll take that as a yes?” He asks you while laughing.

You nod your head yes enthusiastically, almost too enthusiastic. At the motion Owen is quick to pull you in for another kiss.

He pulls away and you almost feel bare from not having his lips on yours. You’re also suddenly colder than you remember being, a shiver taking over your whole body. Owen noticing, he’s quick to push you off and help you get up.

He grabs your hand and starts to lead you back into the apartment to escape the cold.

“Wait...” You say and he turns to look at you to give you a questioning look.

You pull him a little closer and stand on your toes to reach up to him. You press your lips against his, taking in the feeling of his lips and the snow falling around you. Nothing has ever felt more perfect.

“I just wanted to do that one last time.” You say with a smile. Owen smiles down at you, squeezing your hips before leading you inside.

You make your way inside thinking today’s firsts could have not been more perfect. Maybe snow was just as magical as you always thought it was.

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