#today we were talking about this girl for the millionth time

[vivwritesfics]

Hooked On A Feeling

Chapter Two - Milo's Momma

Daniel is a Formula One driver, but, more importantly, he was a single dad to a wonderful little girl. He wants her to be a normal little girl, to have a normal social life, so he sends her to daycare. That was where she met Milo, her future best friend.

Milo's mother was incredibly stressed. She worked so hard to provide a good life for her son. But then he makes a new friend, a friend who has a hot dad (ofc they fall in love)

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Olivia Ricciardo had hoped her father would be home in time to take her to daycare. But her grandparents comforted her as they drove her. With that attitude every five year old had, Olivia climbed out of the car and walked into daycare, without talking to anybody.

The first person she spoke to that day was Milo. She was clearly in a bad mood, but he gave it time, waited for her to cheer up. Maybe she was tired; Milo knew he was always grumpy when he was tired.

But Olivia wasn’t getting any happier. So, Milo got up from the floor and went to talk to the teacher.

As she watched him walk away, Olivia looked ready to cry again. Her bestest friend (of a whole week) walked away, leaving her on her own. Olivia shed a single tear, but the other children were watching, so she sucked it up.

But then Milo returned, dinosaur teddy bear in hands. He clutched it tight as he walked back over to Olivia and sat on the floor beside her. "This is Rexy," he said as Olivia hesitantly reached for it. "He's my favourite teddy in the whole wide world but you're sad so you can have him for today, but only for today okay?" He said quickly as Olivia squeezed the plush toy.

"Thank you," she said quietly and squeezed Rexy tighter.

Olivia didn't let go of the bear for the rest of the day. As she and Milo played with toys of chased each other around the yard, she always had Rexy.

That was exactly why Milo brought Rexy to daycare. Because, when he was having a tough day, nothing made him happier than having Rexy there.

At the end of the day Olivia handed Rexy back. Milo packed him into his bag and, together, the children walked out of daycare, heading to where the parents gathered. Olivia had no hopes of her daddy being there, waiting to pick her up and drive her home.

She still scanned the faces of all of the parents, and didn't see her own. "C'mon," said Milo, taking Olivia’s hand and pulling her towards his mummy, who was waiting by the gate.

As he walked over, his mother crouched down, pulling her into her arms. "And who have we got here, munchkin?" She asked him, taking his dinosaur backpack and swinging it over her shoulder.

"Momma, this is Olivia," Milo said.

Immediately Y/N noticed the tears in her eyes. "Hello, Olivia," Y/N said in a kind voice. "Milo has told me all about you," she said, trying to give the girl a reassuring smile.

Olivia levelled her a look. "Did Milo tell you about my famous race car driver daddy?"

"He did," Y/N replied, trying to stifle the small laugh she had at the little girls determination. "Well, if he or you mummy anywhere around here?" Y/N asked as she held Milo's hand in her own.

Crossing her arms, Olivia looked around the car park for her grandparents. Or their car. But it wasn't there. They weren't there. For the millionth time that day, Olivia wanted to cry.

But then she saw the 2006 Toyota Hilux.

And there he was, striding towards her in am AlphaTauri hat and sunglasses. "DADDY!" Olivia screamed at the top of her lungs and went running towards the man. He wasted no time in scooping her up and planting a kiss on her cheek.

"Hey, badger," he said, walking her towards where she had come from to thank the parent that was keeping an eye on his little girl.

Daniel walked over to a young woman, who looked as tired as he felt, holding the hand of a little boy. "That's Milo, daddy," she said into his ear as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

But she was walking away. "C'mon Milo," she said and tried to pull the five year old away.

Milo pulled away from his mother. "But Momma! That Olivia’s race car dad!" He insisted.

Trying to hide a sigh, Y/N picked Milo up and placed him on her hip. Milo had been wanting to invite Olivia over for a playdate for the last week, but had insisted his Momma wait until Olivia’s grandparents or dad were back, instead of her mum.

And now that Olivia’s dad was here, Milo was gonna get that playdate.

"Are you Olivia’s dad?" Y/N guessed as she approached.

Wearing his typically charming smile, Daniel held Olivia with one hand and held the other out towards Milo's mother (who couldn't do the same with her son in his arms). "Yeah I'm Olivia’s dad, Daniel."

"I'm Milo's mum," said Y/N as she nodded towards him. "Milo would like to know if Olivia would like to come to our house for a playdate," she offered.

Daniel let his smile falter. He loved that Olivia had made a friend, that somebody wanted to invite her for a playdate, but there was always doubt at the back of his mind. What if they were using her to get to him? It was incredibly sad that he had to think like that, but, with the life he had, he had to think like that.

“Can I, daddy?” Asked Olivia as she grinned. “Pleeeeaaaase!”

Daniel looked back at Milo’s mother. She was pretty, and she looked honest. But you couldn't tell what somebody was all about just from their face. "Do you mind if I come with her?" He asked. Milo might be been Olivia's friend, but his mum was still a stranger, and Daniel just wanted to make sure his badger was safe.

"Of course," said Milo's mother. "Say, this Friday after daycare?" She asked.

It wasn't a race weekend, so Daniel nodded his head. "Great," she said, adjusting Milo in her arms. "I'm Y/N, by the way," she finished.

The two said a quick goodbye, with the kids waving enthusiastically to each other as they went. Even as Milo got into his booster seat in the back of Y/N's Peugeot. Y/N offered Daniel one last smile as she put Milo's bag in the back and climbed into the driver's seat.

Daniel watched as Y/N pulled out of the daycare car park and made his own way out, driving Olivia home. "Are you excited for your playdate with Milo, Badger?" He asked as he looked into the rear view mirror.

Olivia was bouncing in her seat, cheeks red from smiling. "Yeah!" She shouted. But, mostly, Olivia was just happy to have her father home.

***

It was a Wednesday when Y/N met Daniel. The playdate was scheduled for two days time, so she immediately set about cleaning when she walked through the door.

If it was just Olivia coming for the playdate, she wouldn't have been cleaning so obsessively. Still cleaning, just not this obsessively. But, now that Daniel was coming too, sue wanted the house to be perfect.

With a house the size of theirs, it didn't take long to clean. She had Milo cleaning up his toys in the living room while she dusted the surfaces downstairs. "But Momma," Milo protested as he picked up a tray of lego. "'Livia and I are just gonna get my toys out again."

"Please, Munchkin," she said as she crouched down to gather up more of his toys. "I want Olivia and her daddy to see how nice our house is." She opened her arms and Milo collapsed into them, quietly muttering an 'okay momma'.

Y/N cleaned the entire house from top to bottom. She cleaned the two rooms that made up the downstairs and the bedrooms upstairs. She put Milo's shoes away in the cupboard and made sure the kitchen was clean, wiped the muddy cat paw prints from the wood of the stairs.

While Milo watched television, she cleaned his room, making sure it was perfect for when Daniel and Olivia came over.

"Momma, Olivias dad is gonna like our house," he said as she straightened up the rug in the living room. "Olivia said he's really nice."

"I'm sure he is, Munchkin. Momma just wants the house to be nice and clean, okay?"

"Okay Momma," Milo answered and went back to watching the television.

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[cravingcoldoreocake123]

Choose to love

• You ignore everyone’s warnings and fall in love with him, but how well will that turn out for you?

• Warnings: Angst, unprotected sex, written porn (literally, find out for yourself ;) ), female reader, fluff, use of y/n, Happy ending. —————————————𝜗𝜚———————————-

“How hard is it for you to stop ignoring me and pretend you don’t love sneaking into my room every night?” You push him by the chest but it doesn’t seem to startle him nor does he stumble back upon the impact, and it frustrates you even more. How could he be so nonchalant and muggy? What does he even get out of pretending you mean nothing to him, you’ll never know. Heat floods your cheeks as you remember the endless amount of times he bumped your shoulder making you trip while also making sure to not spare you even one glance, or when you waved at him and all you received back were nonchalant glares instead of a smile or a wave, and you lower your hand as his dirty group of friends make fun of your pathetic attempt to talk to him.

You woke up earlier every day just to look pretty for him, you put on more makeup than you did before him, washed your hair and dried it, curled it even. Put on your nicest clothes, that you were now running out of and checked yourself in the mirror for what seemed like the millionth time, inspecting your face closely in case he spots a flaw you missed. The thing is, you put in a lot of effort for him, you wanted to look so pretty he wouldn’t even think of looking at another girl. You headed to grab breakfast with Astoria, you filled your plate less and less every day, trying to keep your weight in check while making sure he doesn’t think of you as less classy or less feminine, which didn’t make sense at all. Sure he was in your room every other night telling you how much he loves fucking you full of his cum, but for some reason he couldn’t act right when you’re around others.

“I forgot we even had homework, Snape’s gonna give me an earful today, ugh.” Astoria groans as you two walk arm in arm to the dining hall. “Wait, he gave us homework?! I don’t remember Snape… what?” You stop in your tracks when your sight lands on Matteo’s arm around a little blonde as she buries her head deep in his neck, giggling, making Astoria trip and drop her books. “What on earth are you doing?” She lowers down to grab her belongings, and raises her head to glance at you, but her face drops as soon as she follows your sight, “No. He. Didn’t.”

“I’m sure they’re just friends… right? I mean he- he wouldnt…?” You weren’t sure if you were lying to yourself to feel better, or to Astoria to not look like a complete fool. She had an idea of what was going on between you two and she did warn you of him, but to no avail. “Honey… she’s practically sucking him dry of his blood, “friends” don’t do that.” Your heart quite literally falls down to your ass. You couldn’t tell when you started crying, but multiple tears followed as soon as the first one dropped, sliding and pooling on your chin.

Astoria nudged your arm and pulled you slightly to follow her to your table, but your body refused to move, and your eyes couldn’t dare rip away from the sight in front of you. You were sure you made a fool of yourself, the hairs on your skin stood up as you suddenly became conscious of your surroundings, you could hear every whisper, every laugh and every snicker, and you were certain they were about you, every pair of eyes was glued on you and it made you feel trapped, you didn’t know whether to head to your table and pretend like nothing happened or to run out and not look back, whichever it was, you begged your feet to move and put you out of your misery, but your knees almost gave out as he looked your way, his sweet eyes carefully lingered on your body, and then finally landed on your own.

You felt nauseous as he tilted his head to the side in an attempt to provoke you, and the right corner of his lip lifted, flashing you his white teeth in an innocent little smirk. You felt more anger than pain at that moment, and you didn’t know how or when, but your legs carried you his way. The girl that was previously sat on his lap smelled trouble and wiggled her way out of his arms and went on her merry way before you reached them. You stopped in front of him and Astoria ran behind you pulling you from the scene. “It’s not worth it, he’s not worth it let’s go.” But you wanted to hurt him, you wanted him to feel the stinging you felt when you saw him with her, when he ignored you, when he embarrassed you, and when he creeped his way out of your bed the mornings after like a little skeez. So you smiled at him, and raised your palm as high as you could and landed it on his cheek, as hard as you could.

His face turned the other way around due to the… impact. And his friends snickered and gasped around the table, “Didn’t know you had that in you, y/n.” Draco snickered, “Shut up or it’ll be you next, Malfoy.” Astoria responded, crossing her arms and glaring at him, and god if looks could kill Malfoy would have been six feet deep minutes ago. Your attention turned back to Mattheo as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat, looking at his friends and then you, and you couldn’t quite decipher what emotion his eyes held, you were sure it wasn’t regret considering his actions, but he seemed sorrowful… somehow. “Let’s not do this here, it’s not anyone’s business knowing what’s going on.” He stood up and tried to drag you along with him out of the room. However, you snatched your arm away from his grip and came closer to his face, “But you made it everyone’s business when she was sucking you dry of your blood and grinding down on your dick in front of everyone, remember?”

Mattheo stood up and stared at you for a good couple of seconds, before he bent down a little and picked you up and threw you over his shoulder like you weighed absolutely nothing. You hit and clawed his back and screamed at him to let you down but he walked away from the swarm of students all the way back to his dorm. “Put me down right now Mattheo! I’ll kick your face off.” However, despite your threats he didn’t stop and continued on walking. He finally reached his door, got in and kicked it shut with his foot. You scrunched your nose at the familiar smell of smoke and his cologne lingering in the room, and as he sets you down on his bed you recall the numerous times he put you down like this but under different circumstances, ones where he’d strip you both naked of clothes and make you take him like the good girl you are, you felt your core leaking at the memories but that couldn’t distract you enough from what he had done to you.

You stood up feeling nauseous and lost, you stumbled a bit and he extended his hands to try and steady you, but you backed up as tears started streaming down your face again. “No, no you don’t get to do that. You don’t get to break me then pick me up and try to glue me back together. You don’t get to give me the world and take it away from me that easily, God i- What does she have that I don’t, Mattheo? What did she give you that I didn’t? How could you make me feel like I was the only girl in the world then go and humiliate me like that? I don’t even know why I chose to ignore everyone’s warnings and let you make me so vulnerable like this, why could’t you prove them wrong Mattheo? Why?” You stopped to catch your breath but he took that opportunity to pull you flat to him and kiss you like he craved your lips for years on end. He cradled your face in his hands so delicately and kissed your tears away.

Your hand tangled in his hair, and you kissed him back with the same fiery passion, your tongues both stained of the salt in your tears, but it was short lived as you pushed him off of you and shook your head. “I can’t. I can’t let you in again. You’ve hurt me bad enough that it’ll scar me for a good while, I can’t let myself allow you to do it again.” Your eyes brimmed with tears and you hated yourself for it, you hated how weak and helpless he made you feel. But when you loved, you loved with every fiber in your being, so when shit backfires and goes wrong, you knew damn well it was gonna break you whole. Your knees started to give out at the wrong time, and you tried to hold yourself up but you still felt dizzy, this time he rushed to your side and held you ignoring your pleas for him to get away from you. “I’m here, okay? Please at least just let me take care of you right now, you can barely stand lovie.” Your heart warmed at the nickname, and you turned your face to stare at his with tired eyes, cursing at yourself for letting him get so close to you.

He picked you up again in his arms and set you down on his bed, he then rushed to get a cup of water and held it up to your lips as you looked up at him with bambi eyes. “There you go, good girl.” The cold water felt so soothing on your burning throat, and you closed you eyes savoring the feeling for a sweet while. He sets the cup down when you whine as a sign for him to stop, and he soon gets on the bed next to you. He sets his arm on your waist and pulls you close to his chest, and you let him. You laid your head on him and your muscles relaxed hearing his heartbeat. Your heart still felt heavy, and the scene of him smirking directly at you while she was on top of him still plagued your mind. He felt you tense up, and he raised his hands to your tear stained cheeks, and kissed your puffy eyes. “I always fucked up the things I love. I never felt important or secure, so now commitment scares me, it scares the shit out of me, I’m so scared i’ll get deserted by those I love so I just… leave before I get left, in attempt to save me and my feelings but I never thought of how it would make others feel. I realized you meant more to me than just a hookup, god my hands shook when I laid my eyes on you and my head hurt trying to comprehend how someone so fucking perfect could have interest in me. You scared me, I had never seen someone so delicate and angelic, you-” He stopped to stare at you, and suddenly his tears turned glassy with tears. Your eyebrows raised and your lips parted in shock to see him letting out such emotions. He sniffed and caressed your face, “I dreamed of you almost every night, and i thought about during the day, you never escaped my mind and it horrified me how someone else had such control over me, and me being the dumb fuck I am, I tried to suppress my feelings for you, and I tried to ignore you and hurt you so that you’d forget me, but it destroyed me inside. I was so scared of loving you, but I am terrified to not be able to do so now. Merlin, please forgive me, please forgive me. I had no idea what I was doing.” You looked up at him to find his face all red of shame, and his eyes wet with tears. You reached down to find him digging his nails so deep into his skin that blood started seeping out. He relaxed at your touch and let you interlock your fingers with his.

You leaned and kissed him, and he had never felt alive until then. You threw your arms around him and he deepened the kiss even more as he trapped you in his arms and switched your positions so that he was on top, and you were stuck under him. He pulled away to say something but you couldn’t let him away from you, and you latched your lips on his again. He whined as you bit his lip and you took that chance to slip your tongue in his mouth. His hands immediately grabbed your back and flipped you on your stomach, you yelped in surprise and he grinded down on your ass. “I’ve never seen such a pretty thing, you are everything I have dreamed of. I’m so sorry, let me make it up to you, lovie.”

You moaned as he kept grinding on you, you had missed feeling all of him against you. He latched his lips on your neck marking it and you threw your hand back to tug at his hair, but he grabbed both of your hands and held them behind you. “I missed my girl so much, no one could ever compare to you.” His other hand had flown to your exposed thighs, gripping them as he sucked at your sweet spot, and when you moaned his name, he felt like he was going to lose it. He wandered higher and under you skirt, pushed your soaked panties aside and slipped a finger in you, pumping it slowly in and out of you. He twitched and leaked at every sweet little sound you made, he had missed you more than life, and everything he had screwed up- everything he tried to fix- he was certain you were his reward.

He pulled his finger out of you and put it to your lips to let you taste yourself, and he moaned at the sight, his dick ached to be inside of you. “God you are so fucking pretty.” You smiled shyly at the compliment, but you felt empty due to the lack of contact so you rutted along his cock, and he cursed at the feeling. He felt how soaked you were though the thick material of his jeans, and he smiled at how warm your cunt was for him. He flips you again to face him, and the smile still lingered on his lips at your beauty. He hurriedly takes your clothes off, leaving you in your underwear only, and he kisses you from your forehead all the way down to your clothed pussy. He strips you of your panties as well and the sight of it alone made him feel like he was gonna cum right there and then. He raises his face to kiss you gently before freeing himself of his clothes.

Your eyes wander down to his cock as he pumped himself a few times, and your cheeks redden at his length, he was big. Sure you had seen him and he has been inside you before but you never got used to his size. “You okay sweet girl?” You nod at him feeling a loss for words. “If you want me to stop just tap my shoulder, got it baby?” The effect this man had on you was ungodly, you couldn’t dare tear your eyes away from him, if god had favorites he was certainly at the top of the list. “Use your words honey.” He snaps you back to reality and you suddenly feel shy under his gaze. “I got it, I’m good.” “Good girl.” He says before he lines himself with your entrance and your hands fly to grip his broad shoulders, and he shoves himself inside of you slowly to not overwhelm you. The moment your velvet walls grips his cock, his shackles crumble and he sighs shakily at the feeling. You feel him lay his weight on you as he gripped your neck and hip to fuck you as deep as he could.

He started off slow and gentle so you’d get used to him, and as soon as he felt your body relax against him he picked up the pace, his hand wrapped around your neck keeps you grounded, and he squeezes it enough to make your eyes roll back from the amount of pleasure you’re feeling. His other hand slid to your tits, gripping them and rolling your nipples between his slender fingers, “My hands are yours.”

his cock fucked into your poor cunt even harder and somehow deeper, forcing you to grip the sheets at the feeling. “My cock’s yours.”

He kept fucking you as he angled his head down to reach your lips and he planted a sweet kiss on them. “My lips are yours.”

He grabbed your hand and put it to his chest, right above his fast beating heart, he made sure to let your hand there long enough you could feel it beating out of his chest. “And my heart’s sure as hell yours too, lovie.” Your own heart fluttered at his words, and you felt overwhelmed at how good he was making you feel. His hand still held your own tightly and you scratched his chest, arching your back as you cried out his name. “Fuck Mattheo. I’m.. close.” You could barely form words, and you dared to open your eyes and look at him, only to find him already admiring you, you couldn’t handle it and your cunt squeezed him tight. He groaned and choked your neck, nothing feels better than him buried balls deep inside you, fucking you full of his load.

Stars dotted your vision, and you used every ounce of energy you had left in you to wrap your legs around him, pulling him even closer, and he took that as a challenge to fuck you even better at that angle, and you felt your orgasm rocking through your body. “Are you close, princess? I can feel you squeezing me, honey.” He giggles a little and kisses the tip of your nose. “You’re gonna be the death of me. You’re taking me so well, love. You’re doing so good f’me.” His sweet words throw you over the edge and you moan as you release yourself on his dick, and he reaches his hand down between your bodies to rub your clit and overstimulate you. He buries his head in your neck as he feels himself getting closer, and you bite his shoulder as he abused it.

“I’m- I’m cumming- fuck-” his movements slow as he reaches his high, and you feel him fall limp on top of you after he pumps his cock in and out of you a few more times. He stays like that for a little while, and you raise your hands to play with his soft curls. He throws his arms around you and savors the moment, kissing your neck every now and then. “Thank you, for letting me in. I’m not gonna let anything or anyone hurt you, I love you.. I’m in love with you. I love you so much.” He looks up at you with his sweet eyes searching yours for a reply, and you flash him your sugary smile and his heart melts all over again. “I’ve loved you for a long time and I’m not planning on stopping.” You say, and he lets out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, and leans to your lips to kiss you so delicately, smiling between kisses.

“Do you want to go eat, lovie?”

“I can’t really move, Mattheo.” You say shyly, and he smirks at you as he gets up from the bed. And he cleans you and himself before helping you put your clothes back on, “I’ll carry you.” He shrugs, putting his shirt on. “Are you crazy? Everyone will know we fucked then.” You shook your head at him, straightening your skirt. “As if everyone doesn’t already know. You were screaming my name, darling, they know.”

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[goodgirlfaith1]

Sneaking Around

Pairing: Bradley Bradshaw x Fem!reader

Summary: Sneaking around with your brother’s best friend is fun, until your brother finds out.

Warnings: Intoxication, violence, kissing, sexual innuendos, fluff.

Word count: 3.7k

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Girls, Girls, Girls by Motley Crue had just began playing through the Hard Deck as you walked in the door. The bar was filled with people, but you immediately spotted your best friend, Natasha. She was talking to Penny, who was standing behind the bar.

You met Natasha through your big brother, Jake Seresin, since she was one of his best friends. It was Natasha who insisted you come out tonight, so here you were, walking into the Hard Rock, where you knew your big brother, and your boyfriend would both be...in the same room.

Bradley was an amazing boyfriend and he made you the happiest you'd ever been, but the only issue was that neither of you had told Jake yet. Bradley was Jake's best friend, but Jake was insanely over protective of you, and you knew how pissed off he would be if one of his friends even looked at you the wrong way. And Bradley had done much more than just look at you.

You made it about halfway through the bar before Natasha turned her gaze over her shoulder and spotted you. A grin took over her face. "Olivia!" She shouted, clearly drunk, and happy to see you.

You noticed a few heads turn when Natasha screamed your name, including Bradley's. He was standing next to Jake by the pool table, looking handsome as ever. You noticed his face light up when his gaze landed on you, but when Jake said something in his ear, he was pulled back to reality, and quickly tried to hide the look on his face, his gaze returning to the pool table.

Seeing how happy Natasha was, you assumed the mission she and the rest of the group, including Bradley and Jake, were doing today. You felt a sense of relief wash over you. You and Camila - Jake's wife - had both been worried sick about all of your friends all day. Of course, Camila was better at hiding how much she worried about Jake, for his own benefit. She was an incredible support system for him.

You wanted to be that for Bradley.

In the weeks leading up to the mission, you'd noticed a shift in both Bradley's and Jake's behaviour. Anytime you asked what they were doing, Jake told you it was classified and that for your own safety, he couldn't tell you, and Bradley said the same whenever you asked him.

"Look at you!" Natasha said as you neared her. "You look amazing!" She pulled you in for a hug when you reached her, which was something she only ever did when she was drunk. You were just happy she was having fun.

"Thanks, Tash," you smiled. "Tell me how it went, I can't wait any longer," you begged her to put you out of your misery.

"It went well," Natasha smiled. "We did it!"

You smiled, letting out a breath in relief. "Thank god," you said. "And everyone's okay? No one's hurt?"

Natasha shook her head, "nope, everyone's fine," she smiled.

You smiled at your best friend. "I'm so proud of you, Tash."

"I'm proud of me too!" She said before she turned to Penny. "Penny, can I please have two tequila shots?"

You smiled at Natasha, rolling your eyes, "fine, just one!"

~~

~One hour later~

It was in fact, not just one.

After one too many tequila shots, you were feeling tipsy, and you'd just caught Bradley stealing another glance at you for what felt like the millionth time tonight...though you weren't complaining. Although you were all hanging out as a group, you hadn't spoken to Bradley one on one yet, with Jake being around.

Smiling to yourself, you set your drink down on the pool table and looked at Bradley over your shoulder, finding his eyes already on you. You smiled and turned around, beginning to walk away and make your way across the bar, heading towards the restroom.

He'd been driving you crazy the whole night, and you seemed to be having the same effect on him. He looked so damn good in his aviator suit, you couldn't help but steal a glance at him whenever Jake wasn't looking.

When you walked into the restroom, the door hardly had a chance to close behind you before it swung open again, and in walked Bradley, looking handsome as ever. You let your gaze run down his body, smiling as you took him in.

"Hi, lieutenant," you said with a smile.

A smirk pulled on Bradley's lips, and he took a few quick steps towards you, wrapping his strong arms around your lower back before he crashed his lips into yours. You completely melted into him, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck as you craned your neck to meet his kiss. You could taste whiskey on his tongue as it moved with yours, and you hummed into the kiss. You knew Bradley was always horny when he drank whiskey.

You pulled back, breaking the kiss, and a look of disappointment flashed across Bradley's face."Tash said the mission went well," you said with a smile.

Bradley nodded, "mhm." A boyish grin grew on his face as his large hands snaked up your back to rest on either side of your ribcage. "Are you proud of me, baby?" There was a look of vulnerability in his brown eyes as they flicked between yours.

Bradley always wanted to be strong for you, and that was something you admired about him, but seeing him being so vulnerable with you like this meant more to you than he'd ever know.

You nodded with a smile, gently toying with the hair at the nape of his neck. "I'm so proud of you, Bradley." You smiled, "You always make me proud."

Bradley smiled and licked his lips. There was stars in his eyes as he gazed down at you. He hadn't been able to take his eyes off you all night, and he was past trying to hide it. He knew now that he was in too deep to care about Jake finding out.

"Can we talk about these shorts for a second?" Bradley said with a smile, flicking his gaze back up to meet yours. "And this little top?"

You smiled, running your hands down his muscular arms. "What about it?" You played dumb as you pulled Bradley's Ray Ban's out of the pocket on the chest of his aviator suit and slid them onto your face, letting them rest on the bridge of your nose.

Bradley's gaze darkened ever so slightly. "D'you know how hard it's been for me to have to stand there and watch all these stupid fuckin' little boys drool over you all night? Maybe I should just let everyone know your mine."

Your gaze fell down to his lips, lingering there for a few short seconds. "And how would you do that?" You flicked your gaze back up to meet his.

"Why don't I show you?"

A smile grew on your lips at Bradley's words. He was quick to connect his lips with yours, and you felt his hands run down your lower back as you wrapped yours a little tighter around the back of his neck. You melted into him when he slipped his tongue into your mouth, and you smiled into the kiss, moving his sunglasses so they were resting on top of your head. You could feel yourself aching for him. You threaded your fingers into his hair and tugged gently, making Bradley groan into the kiss. The noise sent butterflies erupting in your stomach, and you could feel yourself soaked for him.

You felt Bradley's large hands make their way further down your lower back until they reached your ass, which he gave a squeeze before he picked you up. You smiled into the kiss as you wrapped your legs around his waist, and he walked you over to the sink and sat you down on the counter next to it.

Standing in between your legs, Bradley broke the kiss, breathing heavily as his eyes flicked between youre. "Tell me you're mine," he said, his eyes filled with lust, but also a little neediness. It turned you on.

"I'm yours," you whispered, leaving a kiss on his lips. "All yours." You kissed him again and a boyish grin took over his face. You smiled too, breathing out a laugh. "Why are you smiling like that?"

Bradley's smile never faded. "You're mine," he said, as if he was in disbelief. 

You placed your hands on either side of his face, pulling him a little closer. "Yours," you repeated, and you meant it. "I don't want anyone else."

Bradley looked at you like he was about to say something. He looked like he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he smiled as he crashed his lips against yours. You smiled into the kiss, too, threading your fingers into his hair.

It was a heated and urgent kiss, and it was clear how needy both of you were for one another. You melted under Bradley's touch as his hands roamed your body, kissing him back with as much urgency as he gave you.

Until you heard the door swing open.

Shit.

You nearly jumped out of your skin at the sound, and you and Bradley were both quick to take your hands off each other. Your lips parted at the sight of Camila standing by the door, a hand covering her mouth.

"I'm so sorry," she said, trying to hide a smile.

Your eyebrows knitted together in confusion. Camila didn't seem at all shocked, and you wondered why.

Why was she being so cool about this?

"Why do you not seem surprised right now?" Bradley asked her. He was clearly confused, too.

"Because it's obvious you two like each other," she smiled. "I don't know how Jake hasn't figured it out yet."

"So Jake doesn't know?" You asked.

Camila shook her head, "no." You felt so relieved. You'd hate for Jake to put the pieces together himself or hear it from someone else. You owed it to him to tell him yourself.

"But, I do think you should come with me, 'cause I think Jake might be coming in here in a minute," Camila said, taking a glance over her shoulder at the door as she walked towards you.

Your eyebrows knitted together in confusion as you got down off the counter, "why?"

Camila's eyebrows raised and her lips parted, "no reason," she said.

Your face scrunched up when the realisation hit that Camila and Jake were headed in here to do the same thing as you and Bradley were about to do. "Ew," you shook your head.

"Sorry," Camila said awkwardly. She took Bradley's sunglasses off your head and handed them back to Bradley, who took them from her with an appreciative smile, though he was dying inside. He wanted nothing more than to tell Jake about you and him. He wasn't sure how much longer he could wait. He was sick of sneaking around, he wanted everyone to know you were with him.

"Come on," Camila said, putting her arm around you. "Lets get you out of here."

"Thanks, Cam," you said softly, giving Bradley a glance over your shoulder before you walked out of the restroom and back into the bar with Camila. There was an expression on Bradley's face you couldn't quite read.

~~

You spent the next few hours painfully needy for Bradley, but getting caught by Camila was a close enough call - it could've been Jake that walked in on you. And god knows how badly that would've ended.

You and the rest of the group - including Bradley and Jake - had been playing pool for the past half hour, and you and Bradley had been stealing glances at each other whenever you can. You just hoped it wasn’t obvious, though no one seems to suspect anything.

Just as you were about to take your turn, you heard a voice from behind you. "Excuse me, miss." You turned around, meeting the gaze of a man who you didn't recognise. He looked to be around the same age as you. His blue eyes wandered down your body shamelessly, and you thanked god Jake was at the bar, getting another round of drinks. "Can I buy you a drink?"

You smiled awkwardly and shook your head, aware of the fact that Bradley was standing behind you. "No, thanks. I'm good."

You turned your back to him, ready to take your turn until you felt a pair of hands take hold of either side of your waist. You stole a quick glance at Bradley, and he was glaring at the man. You swore his eyes could burn holes right into him.

"Come on," the man said with a smile as you turned around to face him, his hands still on your waist. You'd be lying it you said you didn't feel extremely uncomfortable. "You won't regret it." He raised his eyebrows, smiling.

"She said no," Bradley said from behind you.

Uh oh.

The cocky smile was wiped straight off the man's face when his gaze landed on Bradley. He clearly hadn't noticed him until now. "Bradshaw," he said.

"Williams, I suggest you take your hands off my girlfriend before I break them." You could tell by Bradley's tone alone that he was absolutely seething. "'Cause I will."

The man quickly took his hands off you and took a step back, but Bradley was quick to take a step forward, now standing in front of you. You glanced at the bar, and your heart dropped when you couldn't see Jake. You knew he must've been making his way back over to the group.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realise she was with you!" The man pleaded as Bradley towered over him, his jaw clenched.

"Is something wrong?"

You could feel your heart pounding in your chest when you heard Jake's voice. Your gaze snapped to your right, and there he was.

"I-I didn't know she was his girlfriend!" The man said to Jake.

And you swear you could feel your heart drop to your stomach.

Jake's eyebrows knitted together in confusion as he flicked his gaze between the three of you. "Whose girlfriend?"

"Bradshaw's!"

And just like that, Jake's expression went from confused, straight to angry. His green eyes narrowed as his gaze flicked between you and Bradley, and you could feel your palms sweating.

"Fuck off, Williams," Jake said, keeping his darkened gaze trained on Bradley's.

If looks could kill.

"Outside," he ordered Bradley. "Now."

You feared what Jake was going to do. You knew he could be unpredictable when it came to protecting you. "Jake, lets just talk-"

"Stay out of it, Olivia," Jake interrupted you.

It felt like a knife had been lodged into your chest when your name left his lips, so bitterly. Jake only ever called you by your full name when he was angry, which was hardly ever. You were so used to him calling you Liv, you felt scholded when he called you by your full name.

Jake turned around and began walking away, and when you took a step forward to follow him outside, Bradley stepped in front of you. "Stay here, baby. It's okay."

Bradley could tell how worried you were by the look on your face, but he wanted to let you deal with it and take ownership for his actions. He owed it to his best friend.

When Jake stepped outside, Bradley followed closely behind, but the second Bradley stepped onto the sand, Jake was ready, and he threw a hard punch straight across Bradley's face.

It killed you to watch Jake hit Bradley, but what killed you even more was the way tht Bradley didn't fight back. He took it, wiping away the blood that had begun to trickle down from his nostril. You suddenly felt a wave of guilt hit you, it wasn't fair that Bradley was taking the fall for both of your actions.

Your vision soon became blurred, and you felt a pair of arms wrap around you. It was Camila. You kept your gaze fixed on Bradley and Jake as you cried into her shoulder. She gently rubbed her hand up and down your back as you cried. "I love him, Camila."

"I know you do, honey," she said softly, holding you tight.

You watched as Jake took hold of Bradley's collar to throw another punch, but Bradley said something to him that made him stop in his tracks. You weren't sure what Bradley said, but you thanked god for whatever it was. You couldn't watch Jake hit him again.

Jake said to Bradley with a serious expression on his face. When Bradley nodded, Jake let go of his collar and took a step back.

"What did he say?" You heard Natasha's voice from behind you.

Camila looked to you, smiling softly. "I think we both know what he said," she said to you, raising her eyebrows expectantly. You knew what she was getting at, and you shook your head, feeling a blush spread across your cheeks.

"No," you said, smiling as you shook your head. "I don't think he feels that way."

"I think he does," Camila smiled softly. "He loves you," she whispered teasingly, just loud enough for you to hear.

"Shut up," you smiled, feeling a little embarrassed, though you hoped she was right.

Camila wiped the tears from your face and you took a breath in, smiling softly. "It's okay. See?" She nodded her head towards Bradley and Jake, and when you turned your gaze to them, you noticed they were now talking in a more calm manner. Jake still looked a little irritated as he stood in front of Bradley, who was now sat on the hood of his car, looking a little frustrated as he spoke. He was clearly trying to explain himself.

After five or ten minutes - though it felt like forever for you - Bradley stood up from the hood of his car, standing in front of Jake. Jake said something to him with a serious look on his face and Bradley nodded. It looked like Bradley said I promise, but you couldn’t be 100% sure.

You couldn't stop the smile from growing on your face when Jake pulled Bradley in for a hug, patting his back.

The two of them walked back into the bar together a couple minutes later, and you quickly left the rest of the group at the pool table and began weaving through the crowds of people until you reached Jake and Bradley.

"Are you okay?" You asked Bradley, who nodded and smiled softly down at you as you took a gentle hold of his face to inspect it. There was still a faint blood stain beneath his nose. "You didn't have to hit him," you turned to Jake.

"I know, I overreacted Liv. I'm sorry, but I just saw red. You're my baby sister, I'm supposed to protect you from assholes that only want one thing from you," Jake explained, flicking his gaze to Bradley. "But clearly, this asshole's in it for the long run."

You smiled, breathing out a laugh through your nose. "So, you're not mad?"

Jake shook his head, "I'm not mad."

A wide grin took over your face. "Thanks Jakey boy," you said as you threw your arms around your big brother. Jake smiled and wrapped his arms around you, and you gave him a squeeze, feeling a huge weight lifted off your chest now that he knew.

"I love you, kid," he said.

"I love you too," you smiled, pulling back. You felt Bradley's arm wrap around your side, and you leaned into him, wrapping your arm around him.

"Remember what I said," Jake said to Bradley. "That wasn't a threat, it was a promise." And with that, Jake walked away, making his way towards the group.

You craned your neck to meet Bradley's gaze, he was so much taller than you. "What did he say to you?"

Bradley wrapped his arms around your waist, smiling softly down at you. "He told me he'd kill me if I ever break your heart."

You rolled your eyes and placed your hands on either side of his face, still a little concerned. "Are you sure you're alright?" Bradley pulled closer until your body was pressed flush against his as you gently wiped away the last of the blood stain from under his nose with your thumb.

He smiled down at you, "I'm okay, sweetheart."

"I'm so sorry he hit you." You shook your head, feeling so guilty.

Bradley shrugged, "it was worth it." Your smile grew wider into a grin, you felt so lucky. "You know what this means?"

"What?"

"I can finally let everyone know you're mine," Bradley said with a smile before closing the gap in between the two of you, pressing his lips against yours. You smiled into the kiss, wrapping your arms a little tighter around the back of his neck.

It felt so good to kiss him in public. Sneaking around could be exciting at times, but you knew that you loved Bradley, and you wanted everyone to know you were together.

Bradley's arms remained wrapped around your waist when you broke the kiss, and you placed your hands on his muscular chest. "What did you say to him?"

"I told him the truth," Bradley answered.

You smiled softly, tilting your head to the side slightly. "Which is?"

"That I want so much more with you than just sex," he began. You smiled up at him, and he gently brushed a few stray hairs off your face. "That I want a future with you more than anything," he continued. "And that I'm in love with you."

So many butterflies erupted in your stomach, you swore you could've opened a sanctuary. You couldn't believe he felt the same way as you did. A smile slowly grew on your face as Bradley's words sank in.

"You are?"

Bradley nodded, smiling softly as he gazed down at you. "I am."

You grinned widely and jumped into his arms. Bradley was more than ready, and picked you up with his hands on the back of your thighs. With your legs wrapped around his waist, you smiled as you took hold of his face and kissed him.

"I love you, too."

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[missmielyhoran]

Cameras

She looks like a star but only on camera...

[Actor!Harry× Actress Oc!Amyra, Harry× Ellie]

A/N- Based on my interpretation of Cameras by Drake. I know you guys want Stages of grief but guys your girl is getting some alright! I'm happy right now let me be sad cause I'm dating a man afterall he's bound to do something and then I will update stages of grief<3

Warning- Smut babyyyyy, Cheating, Manipulation, Paparazzi, Fake Dating?, Toxic Harry and Oc, Choking, Hate fucking, just me being a menace tbh, ANGST, Enimes to lovers? they never get there tbh, oh and death, depression, abuse

Masterlist

*****

We've been living on the high, they've been talking on a low

But it's cool, know you heard it all before

Whispers were common for Harry. After all, that's what made him what he is today, famous.

The whispers paid his bills. All his luxury life was because of those whispers.

So he wraped his hand around her waist a little to close for coworkers or friends and definitely too close for someone he hated, but whispers grew louder, so did the camera shutters, and so did his pay.

Got you angry about this girl I'm with in all them magazines

Another plate went crashing against the wall just past Harry's head. He flinched and screamed.

"Are you fucking crazy!"

"Yes I am!" Ellie screams as she searches for another thing to throw at him, "You make me fucking crazy!" She screams and throws the magazine at him.

It hits him at the head, and that only makes his anger grow. He looked down and saw her smug face looking back at him like she was happy watching two of them fight, the satisfaction she was having from his misery.

Oh, how she got on his nerves even without being there.

"You're with her on everywhere! Magazines, social media, Twitter fucking everywhere. Everyone's talking about you two!" Ellie screams in anger, bringing the same topic of their fight for the millionth time.

It look like we in love, but only on camera

Only on camera, only on camera

"Ellie, you know it's only for the promotions! We need to have to spread the rumor to gain an audience! People love drama so we have to give them that!" Harry said, which was more like scream. He pinched the bridge of his nose as he felt headache growing.

"But for how long?" Ellie screamed. The only emotions she felt at this point were anger just anger, no tears, no sadness, no betrayal, just anger.

"I don't fucking know okay! Stop acting like a child and grow the fuck up!" He screamed again at her but louder making Ellie flinch which he noticed and he did feel bad.

See the problem was Harry didn't love Ellie, he care about her and she was a good fuck but he didn't love her but that care made him walk forward with a soft demour and kiss her softly.

"I hate her guts, Ellie. I have nothing with her. Whatever, it is just on camera. " He said, "If you want, you can check my phone"

"Yeah, I want to" Ellie said, sighing as she felt a bit lighter. Harry took his phone out of the jacket and gave it to her. Ellie went through his phone every corner of his phone she looked at, and that's only she felt relieved. There was nothing suspicious, and that made her feel embarrassed and sad about her overreacting.

"I'm so sorry, babe" Ellie said and hugged him. Harry hugged her back and chuckled mockingly

"It's alright Ellie" He said, "She's fucking crazy anyway" He said as he felt the burner phone vibrate in his back pocket.

Baby she looks like a star but only on camera

Only on camera, only on camera

Amyra was the talk of the town and has been since her birth.

Born to famous director dad and more famous actress mom she was the it girl since childhood.

She was pretty with her long red hair and sluttry brown eyes. She didn't have any extraordinary features, but that's what made her different. She was like any other person, but at the same time, she was not. She was Amyra Stockly, and she owned that.

No wonder she got Harry in her claws.

It's hard to stay away

You keep on calling me

Harry loved whispers no matter if it's from the paps or people gossiping about him when he passes by them or if it's from her tangled between the sheets.

"Yeah you fucking like that don't you?" He whispered in her ear and bit on it.

"No I fucking don't you forgot your today's dose of viagra or what?" She said laughing trying to rile Harry up which worked as he paused and groaned.

Harry grabbed her neck and pushed her face down into the pillow, making her lay on the bed on her stomach he pulled out of her immediately and then pushed in one go, making her moan into the pillow. He increased his pace, putting all his energy and thoughts in it.

"I don't even fucking know why I come back" He said in between breaths, "Cause you love my pussy, fucking pussy whipped" She said chuckling.

Harry gave her a particular harsh thrust making her moan louder than he has ever heard and he didn't know how in her green lively world he became harder still inside her.

"You like that baby? Pretty little Raya likes to be fucked like slut" He whispered in her ears as his fingers slid from her stomach to between her legs and he started rubbing her clit.

"She does but pretty little Harold seems to have forgotten about my clit it's on the fucking left" She says with gasping breaths. Harry feels embarrassment for a second but then goes back in with double encouragement and starts rubbing her clit faster.

She was so close so close to her eternal bliss when Harry's phone went off. She picked it up and as soon as she saw Ellie's name she threw it across the room making it shatter into pieces and all Harry did was chuckle cause it wasn't the first time it happened and certainly wasn't last.

Harry pushed on her back, making her arch more and started thrusting deeper, she screams on the top of her lungs as she squirted all over the bedsheets.

"Holy fuck" He said in disbelieve, the sight pushed him to his own high and he came all inside her filling her up to the brim.

Harry fell on the bed beside her, both heaving like animals. After a few minutes, she stood up and put on her slik robe and walked towards the windowsill and sat down lighting the cigarette.

The sight was somewhat what you would see in those Renaissance paintings, her robe slipping from her shoulder, the cigarette smoking mixing with the sunlight that fell just right on her hair making her look like all the sins and virtue combined in the heaven and the hell.

She was Harry's personal heaven in hell.

For a moment, Harry could've even said that he loved her, but he wouldn't. There was only one thing he could love that was money as much as the temptress she was. Nothing was worse than those green papers.

So, he stood up, got dressed, and walked out of the room like he cared so less about her. He walked out like he got the thing he wanted and couldn't have cared less.

But that wasn't true, was it? They both knew it just didn't want to acknowledge it.

So he left his temptress, his only sunshine in darkness on the windowsill with sin on her fingers and lips.

How you mean, how you mean, what you know about the team

You just know what you get told girl I see behind the scene

Harry didn't mean to peek, but when he heard shouting coming out of the trailer, he couldn't help himself.

The door was slightly ajar, but it was enough for him to look inside and watch her with a very angry look on her face, fighting with her manager still in set clothes.

"I can't do this shit anymore," She shouted, "I'm quitting. I can't do this movie, this spotlight, this fucking everything!" She shouted and this was the first time Harry saw her vulnerable. The raw expression on her face was much different from what she shows on the movie it was real, it was her.

"Why now? You've been in this since you were a newborn. Why now?" The manger asked her, "You can't do this cause you're tired or you are in love with your boytoy?" He asked, smirking.

She kept looking up at him with anger but now with slight hesitation. Robert laughed full of mokery and shook his head.

"Nothing to laugh about. I want out, and that's it." She put her foot down. Robert took a step forward and gribbed the back of her head, taking a chunk of her hair in her hand and making her wince.

Harry's hand formed a fist, but he refrained himself from intervening.

"I make rules here not you and you will do as I say or little kid wants this to get to her mom so, I will do that" He says with a evil smile when she doesn't say anything else he lets her go.

"That's what I thought."

Harry got out of the way before Robert could see him. As soon as he was out of the trailer, he went inside. Why? he didn't know he just wanted to.

He didn't know what he thought he would see, maybe her crying, sobbing on floor or breaking down whole trailer in anger shouting at everyonea anything expect her standing in front of the mirror flixing her hair like nothing happened.

He walked in slowly.

She looked at him.

He walked towards her and stood there looking into her honeycomb like mirage eyes and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a hug.

He felt her for the first time. He felt her rigid heart of stone melt into a puddle, and so he held her tighter, and for some reason, he never wanted to let her go.

He hoped she thought the same.

She spilled whisky on her shirt, she gon' have to get it cleaned

She been going way too hard, someone has to intervene

It was her birthday party, and since movie had wrapped up shooting there was a combined party.

And Harry did the stupidest thing he could.

His mind was a mess after that day, it felt like everything between them changed. Even their sex somehow felt....softer.

How a hug could change everything?

So, he took Ellie to the party and he regretted it as soon as he said it to her.

The cameras, the paps, everyone asking the same question, who is she, and the answer he gave was lound and clear, "Oh she's my friend."

She didn't seem to have taken it well though.

Harry saw her wandering eye falling on him, looking him up and down with the same hunger as always and then Ellie came in and pulled him into a kiss.

Amd then she was gone.

The person who's birthday party it was gone and no one cared. He was certain that if someone else would have cut her cake they wouldn't have cared.

But she came to cut the cake, drunk so, drunk and probably high also. She was stumbling, giggling it, it was endering to watch and concering also.

She cut the cake with Harry beside her playing the "supportive boyfriend" for media. She didn't feed him the piece, but to her other costar, Shelly. She doesn't even know Shelly! Harry was pissed to say the least, so while the cake got distributed, he decided to talk to her, but again, she vanished in thin air.

Harry for the whole night kept searching for her his eyes wandering to find her which annoyed Ellie a lot but she kept her cool and tried to pull him into a small kiss only for him to push Ellie away.

"What the fuck to you actually want?" Ellie asked him just for Harry to give her a eye roll.

"Not here, go back to your house we will talk there" He said to her before taking off to look for her.

Harry searched the whole house, every nook and corner from first floor to the last one the place left was the last bathroom on the top floor and he really hoped he would find her there.

He did find her sitting in the bathtub. Her heels were on the floor, her dress bunched up with whiskey stain on them, her makeup running down her cheeks all messy, yet she looked like something poet would write poems about.

If Harry wasn't so sure he would've said she just fucked someone but he saw her, he felt her cause he was feeling it too.

"Why are you ignoring me?" He asked. It was so stupid, but he wanted to know, and he also didn't know how to talk to her.

Her red eyes fell on him, and again Harry was amazed how intoxicating she was, how her single glance gave Harry so much relief like thirsty person in dessert just got his thirst quenched.

"You look handsome" She said with a small smile. He was in a sage green satin shirt with a dark blue suit accidentally matching with her green dress, which was for once was not planned.

"Not answer of my question." He said back and walked towards her and got into the tub in front of her.

"I don't need to answer anything to you" she said, taking a swing of champagne bottle he just noticed in her hand.

"You do. Why.are.you.ignoring.me?" He said through gritted teeth pushing his face closer to hers.

She looked up and Harry saw, he saw the same vulnerability he saw few weeks ago, he saw her, "You came with her" She said in a soft voice and Harry's whole body melted into a puddle. How could a person whose heart is made of stone could be melted by other person with the same heart. Maybe she broke him, rocks break rocks, and ignited fire that Harry feels every time he's near her.

"y-yes, she's my girlfriend" He said so unsure he cringed himself which she caught and smiled showing off her left side dimple.

"You love her?" She asked after some time. He didn't know who she was talking about, and he wanted to ask if it was Ellie or her, but how could he love anyone other than himself? Was he even capable of it? Maybe he was, but a scared broken man could have never loved right.

"Doesn't matter" He replied back, and her smile fell into a sad one. She took a deep breath and fell back, resting her back against the cold tiled floor.

"You're right it doesn't matter." She whispered, drinking again and everything went silent. "You know Harry I can have anything I want." She spoke after some time.

"Yeah I know you're filthy rich eveyone knows that" He said scoffing.

"Yet I can't have one thing I want and it's so annoying. Cause I always get what I want I'm Amyra Stockly and I can't" She said through a chuckle and scoff. He didn't know how to comfort her. He didn't know why he wanted to comfort her. He hated her but maybe that was it, he hated her.

"What do you want Raya?" He asked into a soft voice. She looked at him, so deep he thought she could see his soul, his heart beating so fast it could power a city lighting up her name.

"Really like that nickname. First one I ever got to be honest" She said, "If you don't consider slut to be a nickname"

"Why are you dodging all of my questions?" Harry asked feeling annoyed by her nonchalant behavior.

"It's called good media training kinda get used to it when you have been doing it for so long" She said with a smirk and he knew she was just edging him to snap but that wasn't gonna happen that day.

"Forget that tell me what you got me for present? It's my birthday, after all, or did you think you would get away with birthday sex?" She said with a playful tone.

"No I brought you something" Harry said with a smile, he worked for a month straight on her gift, the one she knew she would love but as he searched and felt nothing in his pockets he was reminded that it was in Ellie's purse, "Shit I forgot it at home I promise I will give it to you"

"You better, I will be waiting" She said taking a swing of drink again.

He just hummed and watched her. Everyone knew she was gorgeous, the red hair, brown eyes with slight freckles on her nose she was like some Goddess sent on earth.

The light bouncing from the mirror in front of tub bounced and fell softly on her side. Harry scooted closer to her and tucked her messy strand of hair behind her ear, it was missing earring which made him smile.

He looked at her and pulled her in a kiss, it was soft like sleeping a bed of clouds, he didn't know what shit feeling butterflies was like until that moment. The kiss left both of them breathless, her lips glistening and swollen made him love all over again.

"If it was your last night how would you spend it?" She whispered to him, her eyes not leaving his and he wished he could have seen it but he couldn't.

"I would spend it with someone I love" He whispered back, his fingers brushing her hair making her hum in contentment.

The moment soon was destroyed as his phone rang and he saw Ellie's name pop up on the screen, made him so angry he wanted to throw his phone across the room but he took a deep breath and picked it up.

"I don't want to waste much of you time just want to give you back her gift sonce it's her birthday and all. I'm the parking" She said as soon as he picked up the call.

"I will be there in 5" He replied and started to get up when she gripped his hand.

"Stay" She said.

"What?" He asked in confusion.

"Stay just for tonight. Don't go to her" She whispered so softly he could've missed it but he didn't know how he could when she was all he could see.

"What are you-"

"Stay here with me in this bathroom for one night. Just you and me" She cut him off. The look in her eyes was something he could never forget. Even in darkness, her eyes shined like sunlight peeking through the holes of a dark room, and maybe that's somewhat what Harry saw her as.

She burned for her whole life but shined into everyone elses. So, he walked towards that door and this time he didn't leave his temptress but he locked the door and walked back to her. He gave into her, and she pulled him into her like they were made of the same starlight.

Somewhere during the night of their deep conversation and laughs, Harry fell asleep. The cool and hard tile made his back hurt. He got up, groaning in pain, and with a raging headache. He looked around, trying to find her asleep beside him, but she wasn't there.

He walked towards the door and saw the reflection of himself in the mirror, lipstick stain littering on his cheeks and neck, he smiled as he remembered her kissing all of him but it was so innocent he felt like a teenager in love.

Baby she look like a star, but only on camera

Only on camera, only on camera

Many times, life has taken an unexpected turn for Harry, but this was something that made his head spin.

Amyra Stockly found dead in her bathrub was not the news he ever expected to hear. That was the first time in his life he cried since he was a baby.

He was a mess. He didn't do any press tour or got out of his house until one day, when he found the wrapped up gift.

He never had the courage to go to her grave, he was at her funeral but he ran away from there also, how could he see the eyes that he saw the whole universe in be closed forever?

It was a cruel joke on his life.

First time he fell in love and universe took it away from him.

They took her.

So, he collected all of his courage and walked up to her grave, which, just like her, was beautiful, flowers surrounded her grave from fans and whatever friends and family she had.

He sat down not even caring about getting his clothes dirty it was last of his concerns, he fished his pocket for the thing he came for.

"I know you're still waiting. Even dead you are stubborn showing up in my dreams and sometimes in front of my eyes giving me false hope of you being here with me still" He said with a chuckle.

"I got a tattoo for you" He said, touching the lipstick marks made on his neck, "I know your narcissistic ass is loving it" Harry laughed now seeing blurry due to tears filling his eyes.

He took out the envelope from his pocket and duct taped it to her grave cause hell he was not letting it go anywhere but her, the song he wrote for her and for her only.

He hid it under the flowers so it could stay like that for a while, as he was hiding it he saw a picture of him and her. It was only genuine photo of them where the smiles where real on both of their faces and it made all his patience crumble.

"Wish you were still here" He said through sobs. His broken voice was interrupted with a loud thunder and then rain.

It wasn't even rainy that day but he knew.

It wasn't universe.

It was his universe.

It was her.

*****

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[eddiemunsonswhxre]

Holy shit Eddie with a mommy kink is all I can think about I am going to SCREAM your writing is so fucking good

Genuinely begging for you to write more sub Eddie soon

i fall more and more in love with sub eddie every day babe

nuisance / eddie munson

rated: m (18+, minors DNI)

one shot

cw: sub!eddie, dom/sub, mommy kink, handcuffs, face riding, gag, cockwarming, vibrator use, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, aftercare

all day long eddie’s been acting up in order to get your attention. now that he has it, it’s not going to be easy for him.

—

“eddie!” you snapped in his face, trying to gather his attention.

his eyes leave your cleavage and come up to your eyes. “hm?” he questions, squeezing your side.

you glare at him, his expression faltering as he realized he’d done something wrong. “pay attention, mike’s trying to talk to you,” you said, gesturing towards the younger wheeler. mike looked between you two with a look of disgust.

“hey, give up that look micheal. once you go see your little girlfriend you’ll probably be fantasizing about her tits too,” eddie says, pointing his finger at mike.

you slap his shoulder. “eddie, they’re literally fourteen,” you say.

“fifteen,” mike says shyly, raising his hand. eddie wasn’t the only one who found you slightly intimidating. you wave him off.

eddie rolls his eyes, “i’ve been fantasizing about girls since i was like ten. speaking of which, your tits look really good today.”

you smack him upside the head once again and he finally starts actually talking to mike.

a few hours later, you were both in the family video, talking to steve and robin about your plans for this weekend. you were leaned on your forearms on the counter as you listened to steve and robin bicker for the millionth time. you were pulled from the amusing conversation as you felt eddie’s crotch graze across your ass. you stood up quickly, turning to face him. he looked at you sheepishly, knowing you knew it wasn’t an accident.

you raise your brows warningly as he rolls his eyes. “excuse us guys, i need to go talk to eddie for a second,” you say to the two sweetly before turning to eddie, your face turning to a scowl. you grab his bicep and begin dragging him to the back near the bathroom.

“ow, y/n,” eddie whines, stumbling behind you. you stop once you’re hidden from steve and robin and cross your arms.

eddie looks at you with a protruding lip. “what is up with you and being naughty today?” you ask.

a whine leaves his lips as he comes forward, practically falling against you and wrapping his arms around you. his face falls into your neck and he presses you firmly to him. he was so subby today. “m’want you,” he mumbles, rolling his hips against you.

you push his shoulders so you can meet his eyes. “baby, are you doing okay? is something wrong? is that why you’re being so clingy?” you ask in slight concern, holding his face in your hands. normally when he wasn’t feeling good, either being sick or emotional, he got extra subby. but he was never like this in public.

he shook his head, rutting into your leg and whimpering. “i just want you, please can we go home?” he asks.

“you sure nothings wrong?” you ask skeptically. he nods, nestling his head into your neck again as he tries humping your leg once more. “eddie, stop. we’re in public,” you say, your more dominant side coming out.

eddie shakes his head, groaning as you felt the imprint of his hard cock on your hip. “mommy,” he whispers in a needy manner.

“eddie, you’re being a bad boy right now. if you try humping my leg or anything one more time you’re getting in big trouble when we get home,” you threaten. eddie whines into your neck, squirming against you. “eddie,” you warn. but he only ends up doing exactly what he told you not to.

immediately you push him off of you and give him a glare. you walk off back towards the desk and eddie follows you like a lost puppy. you continue talking to robin and steve as eddie obviously struggles behind you. the two definitely notice something is going on, but they had no idea what. eddie wraps his arms around you from behind, very subtly grinding against your ass but only you could tell. “okay, i think we need to go, eddie isn’t feeling too good,” you say with a fake frown.

the two of you leave, getting into your car and heading towards your house. “why are you being such a nuisance?” you ask, paying attention to the road. eddie purses his lips, watching out the window. “eddie, i am talking to you! do you want your punishment to get worse?” you ask him loudly.

“n-no mommy, i just really feel… small? i want you so bad,” he says, looking at you with big puppy dog eyes.

you sigh, gripping the wheel as your arousal dampens your panties. “when we get home, you’re going straight upstairs and getting undressed. when i get in there i want you laying down and ready for the handcuffs, okay?” you say.

eddie let’s out a whimper and nods. “yes, mommy,” he says quietly. you look over at him, not sure how to feel since you’ve never seen him like this before.

when you get home, he does exactly what you asked as you grab some supplies from downstairs. you smile as you walk in, closing your bedroom door and take in the appearance of your boyfriend. he laid naked on your bed, hands above his head with wrists ready for the cuffs, his stomach contracting as his cock stood tall in the air. “look at my obedient little boy, so ready for mommy, huh?” you tease. eddie whines, squirming on your bed. you quickly shed your clothes and then grab the cuffs from your bedside table. “ready, baby?” you ask before putting them on.

“yes, ma’am,” he says, watching you intently. you snap them on his wrist, giving them a gentle tug to make sure they were secure. you sighed, climbing up and straddling his upper chest.

he looks at you with pure admiration as you tuck his hair behind his ears. “mommy’s gonna ride your face until she’s had enough okay? no complaining because you wanna prove you’re a better boy than you were today, right?” you ask, trailing one finger over his features while your other hand starts spreading your arousal around your pussy.

eddie nods, opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out, showing he was ready for you. you stroke his cheek lovingly and ask, “remember what to do if you need to stop?” eddie clanks the metal of the cuffs together three times and looks at you expectantly. “smart boy,” you mumble, and then move your hips up his body before slowly sinking to his awaiting mouth. eddie moans contently against you as he begins lapping at your clit. you shudder and slowly rock your hips as eddie sucks and licks at you. “mm yes good, you’re so good with your mouth,” you moan, closing your eyes in pleasure.

eddie moans into your pussy, causing waves to shoot through you. god he was so good at that. eddie works you with his mouth, flicking, sucking, and lapping all the right places until you're a moaning mess and cumming on his tongue. “good boy, good good boy,” you moan when you finally lift off his tongue.

“i did good?” eddie asks, licking your cum off his face as he looked at you with his big eyes, begging for more validation.

you giggle at his expression and make your way down to sit on his torso, your dripping pussy making a slight squelching sound on impact. you use your two fingers to gather all of your arousal he couldn’t reach with his tongue and then place them in his happily awaiting mouth. “you did, sweet boy, made mommy feel so good,” you coo as he sucks on your fingers. “you gonna do it again? hm? wanna make mommy cum one more time? i just can’t get enough of your tongue baby boy,” you taunt, eyes glimmering with hunger as eddie nods enthusiastically for you. you pull your fingers from his mouth with a pop and bend down to press a short kiss to his lips. he was gonna need all the reassurance for what you were gonna put him through.

his skilled tongue made you cum again fast, and after coming down from your high you settled yourself next to him momentarily. “you know you make mommy feel so good? you’re mommy’s favorite boy,” you tell him softly while stroking his bangs back from his face.

he nods, trying to nuzzle into you the best he can. you make it easier for him, pressing yourself to his side so he can feel your touch. “i love you,” he says quietly.

“i love you too,” you smile and then begin rubbing his chest. “you did so good for me, but you know you’re still in trouble, right?” you ask with a small smirk. eddie frowns but nods anyway. “mhm, because we have rules, baby. and you broke some today, can you tell me which ones you broke?” you ask, using your nails to lightly scrape his chest.

his bottom lip quivers as he thinks of all the punishments he could possibly get. yet simultaneously his dick twitches. “i-i was looking at you and talking about you in ways i’m not supposed to,” he starts. you nod, scratching into him a little more forcefully. “and i tried to… um, i tried to do naughty things when we were out,” he says, cheeks heating up in embarrassment. “i was a bad boy today,” he says quietly.

you smile at his confessions. “you were, and what happens when you’re a bad boy?” you tease.

“m’gonna get punished and not cum,” he says solemnly. you pick up his chin to make him look at you.

you kiss his forehead, his nose, his cheeks, and then his lips. “you’re right, but i’m feeling nice today, so if you’re good for a while, then i’ll let you cum. think you can do that?” you ask. eddie nods feverishly, eyes filling with hope.

you smile in a sort of evil way and stand up, going over to your tv and turning it on, finding a channel that was currently playing the golden girls. “mommy… what are you doing?” he asks shyly from his spot on the bed.

“go ahead and sit up baby, we’re gonna watch some tv for a while,” you say. eddie furrows his brows, knowing you’ve gotta have some punishment involved in this but wiggling his way up against your headboard anyway. once the tv is set, you walk back over to him, grabbing a bandana you’d grabbed from down stairs.

eddie looked from your hands to your face before stuttering, “w-what’s that for?” you smile at him before petting the top of his head.

“this? we’re gonna gag you, honey,” you say as if it were the most normal thing in the world. eddie felt tears well up in his eyes. it always amazes you how fragile he becomes in this state.

a lump forms in his throat as you begin rolling the bandana. “but then i can’t talk to you,” he says in a sad tone.

you frown at him in sympathy. “you weren’t talking when you ate me out, right? i’ll be right here though,” you say.

“can i touch you now?” he asks, hoping you’d at least give him something.

you put a knee on the bed so you can end up tying the bandana around his head once he’s ready. “no, baby, you were bad today, remember? this is part of your punishment,” you say and watch as tears fall from eddie’s eyes. “open your mouth for me, honey,” you say and eddie does, a small hiccup of a sob leaving his lips. you place the bandana in his mouth before carefully tying it in the back of his head and trying to keep his hair out of it. “good boy, now we’re gonna put those arms up,” you say and grab ahold of his wrists. he whimpered as you raised them directly above him, hanging the cuffs on a definitely unintentionally placed nail above your bed frame. you took a moment to take him in. he looked so miserable, but his cock was red and leaking precum.

without warning him about what you were doing you stroked his cock a few times, causing him to cry out against the gag, before straddling him. you were facing the tv, meaning that your back was facing eddie as you guided his tip into your hole and slowly sunk down. “now don’t move, eddie, mommy doesn’t want to cum again i just wanna feel full,” you say in warning. eddie sobs as you lean back and get as comfy as you can with his cock buried inside you. you wouldn’t lie it was hard to ignore, but messing with him was more important than another orgasm. you lay against his chest, trying to give him as much skin to skin as possible.

every few moments you'll reach back and stroke his face or press a kiss to his jaw as he whimpers. he desperately tries hard to keep from bucking into you, and really does better than you thought and only does it a couple times, each time getting yelled at by you. you stay like that for the entire episode, enjoying it along with eddie’s pathetic little whimpers.

when the episode ended and the commercials came on you sighed. “as much as i love this, i think i need to get up and move my legs,” you say before sitting up and slowly pulling off eddie’s cock. he cries as his now soaked cock slaps against his stomach. you do stretch a little before opening up your drawer and grabbing your favorite toy.

eddie watches closely and feels his eyes sting at the thought of having to watch you make yourself cum and him not be able to touch or help. but then you grab another bandana and that confuses him. he watches intently, eyes widening and breath picking up as you place the vibrator flush against his cock and begin lightly tying it into place with the bandana. you hadn’t turned it on yet, but eddie was already squirming. “no baby? you don’t want that?” you tease, finger hovering over the power button. eddie shook his head no, kind of scared because he’s only ever used the toy on you. “no? you show me with the cuffs your no if that’s what you really want,” you say, watching his wrists for any attempt at making the signal. his wrists don’t move though, and his breathing slows again. “what a good boy,” you pur, then click the on button.

eddie’s head falls forward as he spasms in shock, his legs curling in a little bit. you make your way back on the bed, sitting against the headboard watching between his cock and another episode of golden girls. “you can cum whenever you need to, baby,” you reassure, watching eddie’s spit soak the bandana as he moans and groans into the fabric.

“mommy,” you hear muffled from under the bandana over and over again. you smile as his whole body starts contracting before going as rigid as a pencil and his cock releases spurts of cum. he moans as he rides out his orgasm, but they quickly turn to cries when he realizes you’re not going to be turning it off for a while. he looks at you distraught, tears rolling down his face, and sniffling. all you do is give him a kiss on the forehead, which momentarily calms him, before going back to watching the show.

you hear his whines as his orgasm begins to hit again, watching the slow leak of cum leave his irritated cock as his eyes roll back in his head. you smile, loving the way his cock twitched from the vibrations. eddie starts crying profusely, tears continuously leaving his eyes as the vibrator keeps going past his second orgasm.

you feel him trembling next to you, whimpers leaving his mouth every few seconds. before you know it, his third orgasm is hitting, causing him to collapse forward and shake. spit falling from his lips as he starts babbling nonsense into the fabric. “mommy, too much,” is the only thing you make out of his pained cries.

you reach over, stroking his thigh comfortingly. “oh but baby you can keep going. mommy loves watching your pretty cock cum, can’t you give me just one more? once more and then you’ll be all done?” you beg. eddie agrees through his cries, his arms long asleep but still shaking. you watch closely, rubbing his thigh and nuzzling into his chest to give him reassuring kisses as he gets worked up to another orgasm.

he had no cum left, but you felt it reverberate into you as he came for the fourth time. “good boy, mhm great job, so proud,” you whispered reassurances in his ear as he rode it out. he looked at you with fucked out eyes, begging to be done as a string of drool dripped from his chin. “sorry baby, i lied, one more time. you can do one more for mommy right?” you asked. eddie closed his eyes and started to sob but nodded nonetheless. you waited patiently for his fifth orgasm, listening to every helpless whimper he made in your ear. “that’s it, baby, go ahead. let go,” you say and watch as his whole body goes limp before jerking sporadically. you’d never seen him cum so hard and it was mesmerizing. you almost felt bad… but seeing him so helplessly hump into a vibrator as you could only see the whites of his eyes and tears and spit dripped from his face was definitely one of your favorite sights you’d ever seen. once the jerking stopped, you reached down and removed the vibrator and turned it off. it was covered in his sticky cum and you resisted putting it in your mouth. it was time to take care of your boy.

eddie was still slumped forward, labored breaths and cries leaving him but it was clear he was extremely weak and very emotionally vulnerable. “hey pretty boy,” you whispered soothingly, pushing him back to rest against your head board. his eyes lazily scanned for you, feeling like he’d just been taken to the edge of his life. “let’s get this off,” you cooed and grabbed the bandana around his mouth and pulled it away. a big drop of drool left his lips and fell onto his stomach. his nose was stuffy, his eyes red and barely open and he was taking deep breaths in through his mouth that was coated in spit.

you rested your hand on his face, him immediately reacting and leaning into it. “look at my perfect boy, wow. you did so good, baby. made mommy so happy,” you continue, trying to talk him out of his dumb state. “you came so hard and you took it so well. mommy is so proud of you baby boy,” you smile, starting to wipe away the mix of tears and drool. “i’m gonna take the cuffs off, okay? you ready for that baby?” you ask and he lazily nods, showing he was becoming more attentive. you reached for the key and stood up on your knees. “remember we’ve got to let them down slow,” you remind him making sure the cuffs were still hooked in order to keep his other arm up as you worked with the first one. you unlocked the cuff, carefully grabbing his wrist in your hand and pulling it out.

eddie let out a huff of discomfort as you began rubbing his arm up and down and wiggling his fingers to try and bring feeling back to them. “i know, baby, i know,” you said and kept rubbing it and slowly bringing it down. eddie whined as the tingles began to take over. after quite a while, his arms were both down and you’d gone to the bathroom to get a rag to clean him up. you wiped him all off despite his winces and whines before going over with a soft dry towel. you helped him lay down after giving him some water (through a straw by the way because sub eddie is high maintenance) before climbing in next to him.

“mommy,” he mumbled, forcing himself onto his side and throwing an arm over you and nuzzling into your boobs.

you smiled at him and wrapped one arm around his back while the other rested on top of his other hand. “goodnight, baby,” you said soothingly. and like that, he was out.

#stranger things eddie #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson #stranger things 4 #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson imagine #munson #eddie #eddie munson smut #eddie x reader #stranger things smut

[poguesprincess]

pope with reader who will back him up on anything with no context. she's just there for her man.

like she's sittin' on his lap while he and jj r arguing ab something and jj asks reader to back him up, n' reader who was paying zero attention looks up from her phone, pulling her head off of pope's chest and is just like "nah im with my man"

-🎧 (can i be if no one is yet? <3)

reader who supports her man blindly .. sooo me :] yes you can anon <3

*.⊹˚𝜗୧ ‧₊˚

you’re normally full of life and energy, but back at the chateau, when the day starts to end, the only thing you crave is the warmth of your boyfriend’s arms and the space to just turn your brain off. he doesn’t even question or protest when you climb onto him like he’s a chair, easing yourself onto his lap— legs contorted in what he thinks just cannot be comfortable. you tell him he’s never sat in his own lap before. he calls you crazy.

it’s easy for you to shut things out, fiddling with pope’s fingers or the thick curls at the back of his head, lost in your own thoughts. he complains about the haphazard twists of curls you absentmindedly leave, but he secretly loves it. he can carry a piece of you, that way. you can feel, though, when him and jj begin to quarrel for what feels like the millionth time today, his body tensing— the muscles of his thighs stiffen under your soft ones, his shoulders perching defensively. you can hear the progressive beating of his heart as your head rests on his chest.

“nah man, i’m telling you. all we gotta do is pull up on those bastards, and show ‘em who’s the real freakin’ boss!” jj’s on his normal angsty rampage, strategizing for whatever predicament he and his friends have gotten into this time around. his voice raises near the end of his sentence, and it startles you. you feel the air of his sigh on the back of your neck, and he coos in your ear as he soothes you from the abruptness of jj’s outburst.

“yeah, that’s real smart jj. show up on the armed guys unprepared and unarmed. why didn’t we think of it before?” his voice is soft and low, cautious of disrupting you. he was considerate like that— you were his main priority at all times, and that included ensuring your comfort.

they go back and forth for a bit, and you groan as pope shifts a bit too far up in his seat, causing you to slip slightly, head bouncing uncomfortably off of his chest. his hand swiftly moves to catch you as you slide off his lap. when he repositions you, his hand lingers on your waist, tracing small circles on the soft skin of it. it grounds you for a bit, and you catch the tail end of john b’s attempt to mediate the heated exchange.

“—what do you think?”

it takes you a while to register that they’re talking to you, coming back to the present when pope whispers your name into your ear. it’s gentle, and you know he genuinely cares for your input, even if you may not be entirely caught up on what’s going on.

“hm? dunno why you’re asking me. y’know i’m on his side.” the boy chuckles at this, and you feel his chest puff with pride. he knows you’re speaking objectively— but it warms him that his girl is sticking with him. jj huffs, clearly annoyed, running a harsh hand through his hair before fixing his cap on his head. you take it upon yourself to tune out again, fiddling with your boyfriends fingers. he reaches to turn your face towards him, soft smile making you melt all the way down inside. when he presses a soft kiss to your lips as a thank you, the group groans.

“of course she’d take his side,” jj grumbles, plopping himself down on his seat. you giggle quietly, easing yourself impossibly closer into your boyfriend’s hold.

“someone’s jealous,” you whisper to pope, just loud enough for him to hear— and he smiles so bright you’d think you just had said the funniest joke in the world.

“look at that, he’s pussy whipped.”

they argue again.

#꒰ ۫ ੭ requests! ୨ৎ ꒱ #🎧 nonnie! #εïз pope prompt ! #pope x reader #pope heyward #pope heyward prompt

[madlad-sadgal]

I got bored again, y'all know the drill.

As always, Nimona Spoilers!

When Nimona and Bal are arguing about Am seeing her shapeshift or not, she gets annoyed and cuts him off with a "CoMpLiCtEd! Yeah I know!" And instead of arguing back, Bal just waves her off dismissively, as you would do when arguing with someone over the same thing for the millionth time, which may mean they've already had this argument before.

"And now you're a boy." "I am today" The genderfluidity is so strong in this scene. (I know everyone caught this one, just wanted to talk briefly about it)

When Bal hides behind the car, we can see Am in the background. As we hear everyone point him out like "Hey, it's Goldenloin!" we see him visibly step back and away from the crowd, but as they swarm him, he barely puts up a fight to get them to move aside and let him do his job. Poor baby probably doesn't know how or is afraid to say no to the public and therefore ends up signing autographs despite knowing Bal is, like, really fucking close to being taken into custody.

When the car selling woman firsts starts talking to him about the deal, when she's leaning into the car, we can see Bal turn away from her and mouth what looks like "Oh, fuck."

When the Squire says "Let me go ahead and pass this problem on to someone else." At the end of his phrase, he turns away and glances at something or someone behind him and blurs for a second and the background clears up and we can see Ambrosius standing in the place where he seemingly glances over. My man was quite literally thinking "I don't get paid enough to deal with kids. Imma go get Sir God's Drink Good in Bed to take of it instead."

The little girl jumping up in down yelling "Thank you thank you thank you!" Because Am signed her an autograph.

None of the knights (other than Am) were actually planning on capturing Bal alive and unharmed I think. When they're putting the Squire in the trunk, there's a good few seconds where they aren't moving and just trying to get the trunk to close, and they are all fully close enough to just charge at the car, swing the door open and pull Bal out of it, but instead, they all just stand there and shoot at it, as if attempting to harm one or both of them.

The sign that says "Blue Sky Never Dies" and yes that is one of my favorite easter eggs in this movie.

This one is pretty short, but I just wanted to put another one of these out there.

Might make another one if y'all like this! (And it'll be longer)

#nimona #ambrosius goldenloin #ballister boldheart #ballister x ambrosius #goldenheart #nimona movie #nimona 2023 #nimona netflix #nimona spoilers

[opposums-love-arson]

Scream Queen Book 1: Conventional Final Girl

Chapter 4

Chapter 3 / Chapter 5

Stu Macher x Reader x Billy Loomis

 “Did you find them?” Sid asked, referring to mom and Neil who were supposed to have arrived at the expo today, like they told us. 

“Are you sure it was the Hilton?” Dewey asked, looking between us two. 

“Mhm,” She said and we both nodded to him. 

“They’re not registered there.” Dewey looked at us sympathetically, “Could they have stayed somewhere else?” 

“I don’t know, I guess.” Sid said as she rubbed her head for the millionth time. I pulled her hand away from her face and held it in mine. 

“Don’t worry girls, we’ll find them, okay?” Dewey reassured us as he put his hand on Sid’s knee. 

An officer walked by placing a paper on Dewey;s desk and saying something about the mask. Dewey said he’ll “Be right back” as he pushed in his chair and walked off. “(Y/n), what if they can’t find (m/n) and dad?” Sid asked in a sad and quiet tone with little sniffles. Smiling up at her the best I could right now I said, “Hey, just like Dewey said, they’ll find them Sid. I bet mom and  Neil are okay wherever they are.” Pushing her hair back from her face she responded, “Wouldn’t he want us to know that though?” At this point I just looked away. I didn’t know what to tell her. Right when I turned my head is when I made direct eye contact with Billy, a chill ran down my spine and all over my arms. He was pleading to me with a silent voice. “Hey tell em, Sidney, come one, (y/n), tell em!” Billy finally shouted as they led him out of the room. Sid refused to look and see but me? I had a clear view of his pleas for help, part of me felt bad. Right when Billy was dragged out Tatum walked in and right to us. She rushed right to Sid’s side holding her close saying, “Oh Sid, I’m gonna getcha out of here. Okay?” Nodding in response, Sid just sniffled and cried a little. 

  Watching these two in front of me made me realise just how much of a family we really… aren’t. I mean the way Sidney might view it yeah for sure, we talk to each other and spend time together but when it comes down to it they’ll leave me in the background while they huddle to protect her. If this were a horror movie I know I wouldn’t be the final girl, Sidney would. I was pulled out of my thoughts when I overheard Dewey and Sheriff Burke. They’re talking about how it’s hard to track the buyer for the costume and they won’t be able to access the phone account until tomorrow. I couldn’t hear anymore after Tatum just groaned, “Ugh come on,” as she stood by Sid. I’m really hoping it wasn’t Billy, I care about him a lot even if he can be a little… menacing at times. He does his best for Sid and that’s all that matters.

 “Hey Dewey, can we go now?” Tatum asked her older brother, impatience written all over her face. 

“Hold on a second,” He said, pointing his forefinger up in our direction. 

“What did mom tell ya? When I wear this badge you treat me like a man of the law,” Dewey basically whined out to Tatum. 

“I’m sorry deputy Dewey boy but we’re ready to go!” Tatum shouted in a huff as she gathered her things, “Now, okay?!” 

“Uh take ‘em out the back way, avoid that circus.” Burke said as he patted Dewey’s back and pointed towards the back door. 

The whole station was laughing at Dewey and Tatum’s bickering as we rushed for the doors. 

“There she is, Sydney!” Oh well I guess the Devil will always seek you out when you least expect it. “Hi, some night, what happened, are you alright?” Gale asked, shoving the microphone in Sid’s face. 

“She’s not answering any questions alright? Just leave us alone,” Tatum said in a tired-of-this-shit tone. 

“No no, Tatum it’s okay she’s just doing her job, right Gale?” Sid smiled and lightly pushed Tatum back towards me. 

Judging by her voice, Sidney is about to throw down. 

“Yes that right,” Gale nodded, still shoving the microphone in Sid’s face. 

“So how’s the book?” Sid asked, a sarcastic and scorch sound to her voice. 

“Well, it’ll be out later this year.” 

“Oh, I’ll look for it.” Sid said, he voice cracking for the tears and sobs trying to escape. 

I whispered over to Tatum, “Grab Sid. Now.” Tatum did exactly as I said. 

Just in time too since Gale said, “I’ll send you a copy!” 

Sid went to turn around and punch her but Tatum held her back with all her strength. This allowed me to take her place and land a clean right hook to Gale’s left cheek pushing her back and down into her camera man. Words could be heard from all the people behind her but I wasn’t listening. 

Dewey ran up to us and escorted Tatum, Sid, and I to his patrol car. 

“Where’d you learn to punch like that?” Dewey asked as he held onto my arm. 

“Mom was a boxer before she got with Neil,” I said as I slammed the car door. 

“(Y/n) why did you do that?” Sidney asked me, looking in confusion. 

“What, you think I’m going to risk my sister facing legal action in the middle of this shit show? I’d rather land in the slammer than you Sid,” I said as I placed my head on her shoulder. 

“See Tatum why can’t you be like that?” Dewey whined from the front seat. 

“Because you’re my big brother Dewey you’re supposed to defend me!” And so the sibling bickery ensued once again. 

  Once we made it to Tatum’s we got dressed in our pajamas and just lounged around Tatum’s room. I guess my clothes weren’t up-to-par with the latest fashion because right when I walked in I earned an “ugh” from Tatum. “What?” I asked, crossing my arms over my chest and leaning on the doorway with a goofy grin. “Well one, you always wear those ridiculous shirts, and two, change whatever you’re doing.” Standing up straight I tug down at my shirt, it was just a Pet Sematary shirt, I guess I do wear a lot of horror stuff. “I get why you don’t like the shirt but what’s wrong with what I was doing?” I asked in a genuinely confused tone. Tatum got up to cup my face and squeeze it. “You’ve been spending too much time with Billy and Stu, we need to re-acclimate you to society.” She said and she pouted her lip, feigning pity for my accidental new traits. While Tatum was shuffling through her drawers I looked over at Sid. I mouthed, “Aren’t you going to do something?” Sid shrugged and mouthed back, “What am I supposed to do?” I tossed my arms up in the arm and mouthed, “Anything.”

   Tatum then threw something purple and soft right at my face. “There, go put those on then come back so I can braid your hair!” Tatum excitedly squealed. “We’re going to take cute pictures so hurry!” She shouted down the hall. Rushing to the bathroom I turned on the light, releasing a breath I held in… I’m just a little scared after tonight, I don’t know what’s lurking in the dark places anymore. I examined the set of small shorts and a smooth satin sleeping hirt. I quickly threw them on before heading back to Tatum’s room. When I came back I heard Tatum laughing. 

“God I loved it! I’ll send you a copy, BAM, bitch went down!” Tatum imitated the event. Punching her stuffed rabbit. 

Moving to sit up she again said, “I’ll send you a copy, bam! (Y/n), super bitch!” Tatum exclaimed shoving her arms out to the side. “She is so cool.” 

I moved over to her vanity, careful not to make any noise because I wanted to bask in the fame. 

Dewey walked in saying, “Thought (y/n) might want some ice for that right hook” Just had to run it Dewey. 

“Over here Dewey,” I said as I sat at the end closest to the door. 

Dewey tossed me the greenish ice pouch before I said, “Thanks.” 

“I’ll be right next door, try to get some sleep.” Dewey said as Tatum waved him off. 

I hopped onto the same bed as Tatum, I wanted to give Sid her space since she’s going through a lot right now. 

Turning to me Tatum asked, “Do you really think Billy did it?” 

My heart was telling me to say no but all that came out of my mouth was, “He was there Tatum…” 

“He was destined to have a flaw, I knew he was too perfect.” Tatum said as she bobbed her head. 

Hearing the phone ring in the other room just gave me instant chills, so did the knock at Tatum’s door right after. 

“Telephone honey,” Tate’s mom walked in.

“Who is it?” Tatum asked as we turned to look at Mrs. Riley. 

“It’s for the girls,” She said, making Sid turn her entire body. 

“Is it my dad?” Her question was eager with hope in her voice. 

“I don’t think so,” Tatum’s mom said as she gave a sympathetic smile. 

Sid turned back over, having no interest in the matter anymore. 

“Take a message,” Tatum said, leaning back against the headboard. 

Getting up I said, “No it’s okay, I’ll answer it.” It might be something important, even if it isn’t our parents. 

As I walked out I could hear the pitter-patter of Sid’s sock covered footsteps follow me to the phone. 

“Hello?” I asked, crossing my fear arm over my chest. 

“Hello, (y/n).” Oh no, the voice was obviously the ghost masked man from just hours ago. His words were drawn out just hoping for a reaction. 

I gave him exactly what he wanted, “No! Stop, stop this now!” I wailed out.

Sidney came to my side, along with Tatum and her family. 

“Poor Sidney’s Billy boyfriend, that guy doesn’t stand a chance with her.” This Ghostface said in mock gossip as if he were one of the girls. 

“Leave me and my sister alone! You Jack Torrance sounding creep!” I exclaimed, shaking from the pure rage and fear that swam through my body. 

“Looks like your sister fingered the wrong guy, again!” The masked murderer snarled on the other side of the line. 

“What are you talking about? Who are you?” I asked in complete confusion by his words. Tatum and Sidney were begging me to hang up the phone. 

“Don’t worry, you’ll find out soon enough, I promise.” He said before letting his line go dead. 

“What?!” Dewey exclaimed as he rushed out to us a little too late. We were already walking back to the room 

  I couldn’t sleep for the entire night, neither could Sid and Tatum. We tried keeping our minds off of things by doing light hearted girly stuff like braiding each other's hair, painting our nails, taking cute pictures with Tatum’s instant camera. I just wasn’t ready to leave the warm security of our friend’s home tomorrow morning. 

#scream 1996 #scream fanfic #billy loomis x reader #ghostface x reader #stu macher x reader #billy x reader #scream #scream x yn #stu x reader

[bethdutten]

Frank looked through the scope of his gun, watching Billy talking on his phone outside a New York skyscraper. His finger was on the trigger, and it would be so easy to end it now.

But his family deserved more than Billy’s quick, simple demise. Frank planned on making the punishment fit the crime.

Billy ended his call, his eyes meeting someone’s in the crowd walking down Fifth Avenue. He smiled widely, his nose crinkling in that way Frank had only seen when Billy was really, truly happy. Frank moved the sight of the scope through the crowd, trying to spot what was making Billy smile like that, and—

He watched a beautiful girl make her way to Billy, a matching grin on her face. She had a bag from Bergdorf’s in one hand, the other resting delicately on her stomach. She couldn’t have been more than six months along.

As Billy pulled her into his arms and kissed her, Frank lowered his gun. This changed everything.

***

You let Billy take your bag from you, slipping his other hand in yours and leading you towards his driver parked around the corner. “How was lunch?”

“Good, I’m still craving cheeseburgers every second of every day. God, I’m going to be 300 pounds by the time this baby arrives.”

Billy chuckles, opening the car door and helping you get in comfortably. “And you’d still be the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.”

He caught you rolling your eyes before he closed the door, sliding in on the other side and letting the driver know you were headed home. Glancing over to you, he couldn’t help but smile at the sight of you subconsciously cradling your belly, looking out the window as you drove through the busy city streets.

Billy knew he didn’t deserve this. He thought of what he did to Frank’s family, for the millionth time that time, like he always did since he found out you were pregnant. The decisions he made were selfish and greedy. Purely for wealth and status, and he didn’t think twice about sacrificing Frank’s family for it.

Then he met you. And something shifted. And when you got pregnant, he made a promise to himself to make all of the death and destruction he has caused worth something. He would give his family the life they deserved, regardless of the one he didn’t.

You turned to him then, a soft sigh on your lips. “I met with a lawyer today.”

Billy raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Not even married and you’re already looking into divorce, hmm? Or is it a pre-nup you’re after?” He said it with a teasing tone, but you caught the hint of fear in his questions.

You laughed, leaning over and kissing him gently. “No, you won’t get rid of me that easily. I was actually looking into how we could make sure the baby isn’t registered with the state of New York when they’re born.”

“Why would—“

“Because of what you did and who you are, Billy. If there’s proof you have a kid, they’ll be a target. I think it’s better if, legally at least, we’re ghosts.” You looked at him expectantly, waiting to see his reaction. You didn’t take this lightly, and you didn’t want to offend him— but at the same time, Billy had told you every single thing he had ever done. You loved him no matter what. But now that a baby was involved, you were taking precautions.

Billy let out a shuttering breath. Fuck. He hadn’t even considered that. He ran a security company, your safety was never a concern. And he knew you could take care of yourself. But his kid— God, he was bringing a kid into a world where people were just waiting for him to slip up, looking for any weakness—

“Hey,” you spoke gently, reaching over and taking Billy’s hand. You rested it on your belly, waiting until his eyes met yours. “It’ll be fine. No one will protect us better than you, baby. I’m not worried, just being smart about it.”

Billy pulled you closer, tucking your head under his chin and slowly rubbing your belly, looking out the window as you got closer to your condo. His mind flashed back to Frank again, wondering if he was out there, waiting for the perfect chance to extract his revenge.

And Billy had just created the perfect way for him to do that. A family for a family.

#billy russo #billy russo x you #billy russo x reader #ben barnes #billy russo fic #billy russo fanfic

[yrthr]

☾ DANCE ROOM 7 ; HAN YUJIN

yujin masterlist / zb1 masterlist ; wc 1.327k

➛ genre / trope ; idol au , friends to lovers 🎧 — so sorry that this took so long , my writers block is unreal , if y’all can’t already guess my fav girl group..

“ y/n ! “

you turned around , seeing yujin sprinting down the sleek grey hallways owned by hybe entertainment.

“ what are you doing here ? “

you asked , the boy let out a small huff of exhaustion as he stood in front of you with a small sweet smile.

“ wakeone is under renovation sooo we’re going to be colleagues for a while ! “

his smile became bigger as he looked down at the floor while swaying his feet back and forth. you raised an eyebrow at him finding his attitude quite odd. well… maybe he’s just excited to explore hybe. yeah , probably.

“ well have fun , my breaks over i need to head back to the dance room. “

“ oh… uhm are you free later on today ? maybe you could show me around ? “

“ i’m quite busy , you know preparing for a comeback and all that. “

you tip-toed and ruffled his hair , which made his face scrunch up in annoyance , playfully swatting your hand away.

“ see you whenever i see you. “

as you were about to turn around to continue your journey , you felt his fingers gently slid around your wrist with a small tug.

“ uhm… could you show me to dance room 7 ? i can’t find it… haha. “

yujin sheepishly admitted , his other hand wrapped the back of his neck as a pinkish blush coated his cheeks. he lets out embarrassed laughs which made you roll your eyes.

“ i charge high prices for my tours. “

“ i’ll pay you in bubble tea. “

“ alright deal , follow me. “

you lead the way towards the lifts. he looked down and noticed that his hands were still wrapped around your wrist. he stared at your hands together , unable to hide the smile growing onto his face.

while walking together you rambled about whatever while occasionally looking up at him in which he was always looking at you.

oh and you definitely noticed both of your hands together but decided not to say anything , deciding to let him enjoy the moment as you found out about his crush on you long ago.

yujin was arguably quite good at hiding his crush in the beginning but as time went on the facade faded.

some examples , after winning awards he would always be the first one to congratulate you and you insisting on being your personal photographer and bringing you snacks or ordering you food right to your dorms doorstep.

or during your weverse lives he would always tune in and call you to annoy you while seeing your reactions.

theres many more situations during your friendship in which it hinted towards his feelings. while you did reciprocate those feelings you decided to see how far he would go before finally confessing.

“ we’re here. “

you announced looking back up at him once more.

“ you remember the path we walked here right ? “

“ uh… yeah sure. “

“ i swear.. “

he giggled , opening the door for you.

“ where’s the rest of your group ? “

you stood with your arms crossed , looking around at the dance room not being in here before as it was one of the spares.

“ lunch break. “

“ why didn’t you follow them ? “

yujin walked up to you.

“ well i… needed to tell you something actually. “

he looked down and fiddled with his hands. his mouth opened and closed again and again seemingly not finding the right words to express himself.

“ i like you. “

“ i know. “

yujin’s eyes widened giving you a confused look.

“ you what. “

“ yeah i mean… i kinda found out after a while. “

his mouth formed into an ‘ o ‘ shape and his ears turned red.

“ i like you too though sooo “

he smiled for the millionth time that day and giggled uncontrollably.

“ also you’re really bad at lying. “

he hummed in response.

“ if you were lost why are your things in the room. “

he laughed , burying his face into the crook of your neck in embarrassment and his arms snuck around your waist.

“ i just wanted to talk to you. “

the stadium roared with screams and cheers , the dim venue being lit up by spots of white light making it look like stars in the sky. overwhelmingly bright stage lights being the main attraction with equally ear blasting speakers.

your group walked around the extended stage , periodically holding up their microphones to sing their part in the serotonin boosting song and interacting with fans as well.

you walked over to the pit squatting down and waving at the thousands in front of you which made them go absolutely crazy.

winking and giggling made them go even more feral. the power you had over them was insane.

a few fans a few rows behind the barricade were jumping up and down , furiously screaming and waving their hands in the air , which peeked your curiosity.

you stood back up giving them a confused look while trying your best to scream ‘ what ‘ at them.

“ .. AT THE BACK .. “

“ …THERE… “

“ …HERE..THERE “

the loud music accompanied with the never ending cheers were way too loud for you to hear their full sentences. but they were pointing at the back of the pit which made you squint your eyes , trying to find what they were possibly hinting at.

you didn’t get far in your search before the music stopped and shuhua swung her arm around your shoulders with full force , causing you to stumble a little bit.

“ our dear y/n forgot to sing their part. “

she said into the microphone causing the stadium to , once again , erupt.

you simply gave her a playful eye roll as everyone gathered back onto the main stage.

“ now that everyones back we’re going to play the whisper game ! “

[ im not sure if its called that , but its that game where you stand in a row with everyone wearing headphones so they cant hear , only the first person not having any and they have to try to let the next person guess the word by screaming / mouthing it out. then it keeps going and going till the last person and if they guess it correctly the group gets a point. ] side note : my explaining sucks but if y’all watch like kpop reality shows then i think you’ll know what this game is

“ y/n will be the guesser ! “

soyeon announced immediately placing the headphones on you and turning you around so you face the opposite side of them.

“ can you hearrr me ?? “

you gave her a confused look as the music from the headphones had already started playing making you basically deaf.

all you could do was stand there awkwardly while waiting for your turn. to cure your boredom you and some fans in the crowd and a conversation through hand signs or trying to read each others lips.

someone tapped your shoulder.

‘ finally ‘ you thought.

yujin ?

he stood there with a big smile on his face and a rose in his hand and a flush of pink on his face.

you took off your headphones and made eye contact which almost immediately resulted in both of you bursting out in embarrassed laughter.

the big screen was once again set on both of you and the stadium roared with the loudest set of screams that night.

yujin gently took your microphone and spoke , “ you almost ruined the surprise , you were like this close to spotting me at the back of the pit. “

“ i just wanted to give you this. “

he held out the rose , “ it reminded me of you. “

“ i would’ve bought you the world but you’re priceless. “

“ wow yujin. “ you paused , “ well , i would’ve flew to the moon and back but that means i’d just need to walk towards you. “

both of you burst out into a fit of giggles and covering your red faces in embarrassment and yet your hands still managed to find each other once more.

🎧— ngl i rlly don’t like this one but i’m too lazy to come up with another plot and shit so yeah

divider by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more

©️ yrthr 2023

#zb1 #zb1 imagines #zb1 scenarios #zb1 drabbles #zb1 fluff #zb1work #zb1 fics #zb1 reactions #zb1 x reader #zerobaseone #zerobaseone x reader #zerobaseone imagines #zerobaseone scenarios #boys planet imagines #boys planet scenarios #han yujin

[at102-icantstopsmilingatyou]

A House

Part: 2

Author's Note: Things start to heat up in this chapter. The drama begins now, but it's not like a lot of drama yet. Anyways, I'm sorry if it's shit. I actually hope you all like it. Also, right below the authors note is a list of warnings/triggers for the chapter. If there’s something that triggers you or if there’s something you don’t wish to read about but you still want to read the story, I can edit it out and send you a copy of the story without the trigger.

warnings: use of the word 'slut', a bit of 'mwah mwah' ya know?, a bit of bullying

wc: 2586

-=+=-

Matty and Lilah - Aged 16

“Come on, Lilah. We’re gonna be late.” Matty says as he knocks on the door the Lilah’s room for what feels like the millionth time today. 

“I’m not going. I’ll see you after school.” Lilah shouted back from behind the door.

“You can’t just not go to school.”

“Yes I can, watch me.”

“If you don’t go, you’re letting them win. They’re gonna know they’ve won.”

“Well they did. So I’m not going, they win.”

“Lilah, open this door right now before I break it down.”

“You’re not going to break it down. You bruise like a peach.”

“Do not.” Matty stood there flabbergasted, his jaw dropped and eyebrows furrowed. 

“I’m not going, end of discussion.”

“Lilah, I won’t let them hurt you.” Matty said, leaning his head against the door frame, “I won’t leave you. And if you come with me to school today, we can go to the house after all our classes. I promise.” 

He hears the click of the lock on her door before it opens a crack, he can see Lilah through the small crack in the door. 

“You promise?” she asked hesitantly.

“Yeah, I promise.”

“Okay.”

Matty extends his hand to her and she takes it. She holds on tight for a majority of their walk to school but instantly lets go as soon as they start to see fellow classmates. Matty feels his heart sink. It’s not just because she dropped his hand, but because he knows why she does it. She already gets called rude names at school, she didn’t want to drag him down with her. But he’d willingly go down with her if it meant he could have her. 

“I’ll see you at lunch. See ya.” Lilah says as she rushes off into the crowd of students trying to get to their classes on time.

“Alright then. Bye I guess. See ya. It’s not like I need a goodbye or anything. It’s fine. Just walk away and leave me all by my lonesome.” Matty talks to himself as he slowly walks to his first class of the day. 

-=+=-

The students get let out of class for lunch and Lilah makes a beeline for the courtyard, wanting to get to Matty before anyone could get to her. But that was wishful thinking.

“Well hello slut.” 

Kayla, the biggest bully that Lilah had ever had the displeasure of meeting. 

“Hi Kayla.” Lilah said quietly, trying to walk around Kayla but the girl isn’t letting up.

“Where do you think you’re going? Off to be a slut again? Who is it this time? Luke? Christopher? or is it your usual, Matty?”

“No, I’m just going to lunch.”

“Right, ‘Lunch’” Kayla laughs as she uses air quotes. 

“Please, I’m just trying to go.”

“Oh, are you that desperate to get off? You have to run to your next dick appointment?” 

Then a voice interrupts.

“Is there a problem? Lilah, is Kayla bothering you?” said Dale. 

Dale was the golden boy of the town. He was smart, strong, and hardworking. Every guy wanted to be him and every girl wanted to be with him. He had always been kind towards Lilah, never really making conversation with her but he put in the effort to show he wasn’t one of the rotten ones in this town.

“Oh no problem here. I was just chatting to my friend here. Wasn’t I?” Kayla says as she looks at you, giving you a look that could cut. 

“Um, yeah. We were just talking.” Lilah says, trying not to fold into herself too much. She can’t let Kayla know she’s winning. 

“Lilah? Are you sure you’re okay?” Dale asked again. 

“Yeah Lilah, tell him how everything’s fine.” Kayla interrupted.

“Kayla” Dale started, “Would you be so kind as to give me a moment alone with Lilah?” 

“Sure” Kayla said as she gave a very fake and toothy smile. Lilah could see the rage behind her eyes.

As soon as Kayla walked away, Dale began “Hey, are you sure you’re okay? It didn’t seem like it for a bit. Thought you could use some saving.” he laughed.

God why is he so cute, Lilah thought. 

“Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks though, you didn’t have to intervene.” 

“I’ve actually been meaning to speak to you. I wanted to ask you something.”

Lilah looked up at him with her doe eyes. A bit of confusion was written on her face. 

“Yeah, sure. What’s up?” she asked. 

“I was wondering if you’d ever want to go out? with me?” Dale said as he stuffed his hands in his pant pockets, trying not to show how nervous he was. 

“Me? You want to go out with me?” Lilah was in disbelief. She was the school slut, who would want to go out with her?

“Yeah with you. I’ve seen you around school and around town and I’ve always thought you seemed kind and pretty. I’ve been wanting to ask you out for the longest time but I wasn’t sure if I stood a chance with a girl as gorgeous as you.”

“Oh, I mean, sure. Yeah, I’d love to.”

“Sweet. I can pick you up on Friday night? We can get dinner and get to know each other more?”

“Yeah, that sounds nice.” she smiled at him.

“Awesome. I’ll see you around until then.”

“Yeah, for sure.”

Dale walks away and Lilah just thinks for sure? what the fuck was that? 

All of a sudden, Lilah feels a hand gently glide down her bicep. She quickly turns to see Matty with a worried look on his face. Once she notices it’s him, she calms a bit. 

“Hey, are you alright? I saw you and Dale talking. Did he say anything to you? Like, anything that would upset you?” he asked after giving her arm a light, reassuring squeeze.

“Yeah, everything’s fine. He was actually asking me out on a date.” Lilah couldn’t help but smile.

“Dale? He asked you on a date?”

“Yeah, is that hard to believe? Am I that unappealing?” she joked.

“No, not at all darling. It’s just that you know how people in this town are. And Dale is the guy. I just want you to be safe, that’s all.”

“I’ll be fine Matty. We’re going out this Friday. I’m very excited.”

“I’m glad that you’re happy. So, shall we head to lunch?”

“Yeah, come on. You can tell me all about the silly little band you want to start.” Lilah teased.

“Well, first of all, it’s not silly. Second of all, it’s not little. We’re not little. We’re men. In a band.”

“Alright, whatever you say.” 

The two make their way to the courtyard, away from the majority for some peace and quiet, as well as the nice weather. They sit in their usual spot, a bench under a massive willow tree. 

As they take their seats, Lilah starts “So, how are the boys?”

“They’re alright, it’s hard to make the time to work on the band when we’re all so busy. Just need to make the time to practice so we can leave this stupid little town.”

Lilah could feel her heart shatter a bit. 

What about me? she thought.

“Yeah” she softly replied, “So, any girls catch your eye?”

“No, not really. I’m way out of everyone’s league.” Matty joked as he leaned back against the bench.

“Sure you are. Matthew Timothy Healy, the boy who threw up on the school playground after a bird shat on him.” Lilah laughed.

“You said you’d never bring it up again. That was rude. I’ve never been so betrayed.” Matty whined. 

“Oh poor baby Matty. He couldn’t handle a bit of bird poo.” she started to laugh hysterically at the memory.

Bottle it up. I want to bottle up her laugh. I want to be able to hear it all the time. My favorite kind of music. 

“Anyways,” Matty cleared his throat, “Wanna go to the house after school?”

“Yes! I can’t wait. I love that house.”

“Me too, darling. I’ve started working on it though. I’ve been cleaning it up a bit and fixing some holes in the walls and stuff.”

“Really?” Lilah practically squealed out of excitement. 

“Yeah, I promised you, didn’t i?”

She smiled so wide, he wanted to capture it to keep forever. 

“Yeah, yeah you did.”

-=+=-

After school, Matty and Lilah made their way to the house. 

The house is an abandoned little cottage that the two found in the middle of the woods when they were about 12 years old. It was a bit worn down when they found it, but it became their spot. They would go to the house whenever they could, whether they were going to read, do homework, talk, or just hang out. When they were 14, they promised each other that they would fix up the house and make it theirs to live in. It was their safe space. 

Once they got there, Lilah looked around to see the work that Matty had completed since the last time she saw it. He must have worked quite a bit because there was a lot of improvement. 

“Matty, this is amazing. I mean, if you work at this rate, the house will be done in a few months.” Lilah said in amazed disbelief. 

“Yeah, I’ve been coming here to fix it up, any chance I get. I was thinking you could do a majority of the decorating. I know you love making spaces feel cozy and lived in.” “I do. I can start decorating as soon as you’re done doing the construction bit.” she smiled at him. 

“Yeah, no worries. Once you start decorating, let me know. I can help you carry stuff over.” Matty said as he went to take a seat on the couch he brought in the last time he’d been at the house. 

Lilah goes to sit next to him, leaning her head against his shoulder. To which Matty rested his head on top of hers. 

“I can’t wait to move in here with you someday.” Lilah said. “Yeah. Me too, darling.” 

Matty felt a pit in his stomach. He knew with Dale being a prospect for Lilah, that the chances of sharing a life with her were slowly dwindling. But he didn’t want to risk her happiness. She seemed excited for her date with Dale, and Dale didn’t seem like a bad guy. 

Maybe if things don’t work out between her and Dale, Matty could work up the courage to tell her how he feels. Maybe they’d have a shot at a future together. 

-=+=-

It’s Friday afternoon, Lilah’s getting ready for her first date with Dale. Her first date ever. To say she was anxious is an understatement. To try and calm her nerves, she tried to go on a walk and ended up at the house. She walked in and started pacing the floors. The wooden boards creaked with every step she took, that would be something she’d mention to Matty to see if he could fix it. But right now she had to think. How do you go on a first date? What was the proper etiquette? Should she hold his hand? Sit close to him at dinner? What do you even talk about on a first date? What if people from school see them and say something? What if it was all a joke and he won’t actually show up? Should she hug him? Kiss his cheek? Kiss Him?! She doesn’t know how to kiss. She’s never been kissed before. How do you kiss? What if she’s bad? What if her kiss ruins the date? What if she kisses him and he actually didn’t want to kiss her? What if her breath stinks? What if he gets disgusted after the kiss? What if he tells the whole school about how she’s a terrible kisser?

She’s spiraling. 

-=+=-

Matty has been running around like a headless chicken, trying to find Lilah. He’d walked her home from school and then parted from her when she said she needed to get ready for her date. She seemed excited when she left. Is she alright? Has she gone on the date early?

Matty looked everywhere for her, calling out her name, with no avail as to where she’d gone. But there’s still one place he hasn't checked yet. The house. 

He made his way to the house and as he walked up to the front door, he could hear light footsteps inside, pacing. Not just any footsteps, Lilah’s footsteps. Matty opened the door as it groaned in resistance. 

I should get that fixed. He thought

When he walks in, he sees Lilah still pacing the floor. She’s in her head. She’s got a worried expression and she’s biting her nails. 

“Darling, you alright?” he hesitantly asked, not wanting to startle her. 

She stopped pacing a moment to look at him. Her eyebrows began to furrow as she tried to keep back the tears. 

“I don’t know what to do. I mean, this is my first date and I’m 16. What should I do? Like on the date? Do I have to stand close to him at all times? Do I have to hug him? What if he expects something from me? Like what if he wants sex? I don't know how to do that. What if he wants to kiss me? I don’t know how to do that either. What if I’m a bad kisser? Cause ya know. I’ve never kissed or been kissed. What if he wants to kiss me with tongue? I have no clue how to do that. I mean wha-”

“I can teach you.” Matty interrupts her with a sly smile plastered on his face. 

“What?” she looks at him, completely bewildered. 

“I said I can teach you. To kiss.” 

“What? Really?”

“Yeah. It’s quite easy actually. You just have to get used to it, I guess.” “So, we just have to… kiss?”

“Yeah, come on. Let me show you.” “Alright.” 

Matty slowly walked towards Lilah. He softly placed a hand on her lower back, pulling her a little closer. With his other hand, he guides Lilah’s arms to wrap around his neck. Once her arms are holding him against her, he uses his free hand to gently grab the side of her face. He pulled her face closer to him before asking “Ready?”

“Yeah” she breathed. 

With that, he connected their lips. Delicately at first, as to not overwhelm and scare her. It took her a few seconds to unfreeze, but she soon relaxed into the kiss. Her body no longer stood stiff along his. She practically melted into his arms. Lilah grabbed the back of his head, lightly tugging on his hair, causing him to let out a soft whimper. Matty decided to try and push her a little further by licking her and biting her bottom lip, causing her to gasp. He took that as his chance to slip his tongue into her mouth. She tasted like the best damn thing in the world. She didn’t have anything to worry about, cause she was an amazing kisser. They didn’t let eachother go, not wanting the moment to end. 

Suddenly, Matty pulled away from her. He lightly pushed her off him as he tried to catch his breath. Lilah stood there dumbfounded, wondering why he stopped and why he did it so abruptly. 

Without a word, Matty walked out the door and didn’t look back. 

#the 1975 fic #the 1975 fanfic #the 1975 fanfiction #matty healy fic #matty healy fanfic #matty healy fanfiction #matty healy x reader #matty healy x oc

[hee0soo]

Moody

Summary: Somethings wrong and 3racha are hell bent on finding out what.

This ain´t a masterpiece but i somewhat like it.

Usually when Jisung looked at Jisoo what, he saw was a sweet little sunshine, sometimes shining brighter than even Felix could!

But today that sun seemed to be hidden by some very dark storm clouds and it made him uneasy. The girl had been unusual gloomy the entire day during recording, glaring at everyone or everything who dared even breathing into her direction.

Criticism from 3Racha was always very welcome to her but today it seemed, every correction that was meant to help, aggravated her more and more. Even snapping at Chan for letting her repeat a specific line for the 9th time in a row!

Chan had only lifted an eyebrow at the girl’s behavior at first. Seeing as she wasn´t know to disrespect the older members or anyone for that matter!

But when it continued to get worse as time passed on, even the ever patient leader lost his cool for a moment.

It wasn´t a moment the eldest was proud of and he felt guilty the moment he scolded the girl harshly. Meanwhile Jisoo had only stared at him before removing the headphones she was wearing during recording, almost threw them at Changbin and sat down next to Felix on the couch, starring at something only she could see.

The freckled boy had only looked at her with wide eyes, just like the rest of the members! None of them had dared talking to her about it until they left to continue their schedule.

It left Jisoo as the last one in the studio, together with the 3 producers!

All 3 of them seemingly ignored her, choosing to work on the song rather than indulging her.

The truth was that all 3 of them were silently watching her. Hoping that she would find it in herself to talk about what caused the horrible mood she was in.

And now she was sitting in silence, her arms crossed over her chest.

Sometimes the girl mumbled a few German words before becoming silent again!

What Jisung noticed the most about her behavior was the way Jisoo seemed to tense up every now and then, doing her very best to hide it from them.

Changbin was also observing the grumpy female. He saw the way she was blinking rapidly from time to time, like she was trying to clear her mind or something.

Chan on the other hand realized that her breathing was heavy. Almost pressed but at the same time way to controlled to be considered normal. And the fact that she had left the room multiple time to go to the rest room was also very weird.

“What’s wrong today? Because whatever this is, it isn´t the Jisoo we know!”

Chan expressed seriously after turning his chair to Jisoo. His arms were mirroring hers in the way they were crossed.

Jisoo sharp gaze flew to the leader but ultimately stayed silent.

“Come on Soo-ah. This isn´t you and you know it. We´ve seen you having bad days but this is way beyond a bad day. Talk to us, maybe we can help you?”

Jisung didn’t know what to do. Jisoo looked at her 3 remaining members.

“M´not having a bad day…”

Chans eyebrows almost vanished into his hairline with how high he raised them.

The girl wasn´t in the mood for another scolding from him but it seemed that 3Racha was not having it. Her vision turned fuzzy every time she tried to focus for too long and her abdomen was cramping up for the, what felt like, millionth time that day!

It was something she suffered from every month like clockwork and Jisoo always, without fail suffered the most on the first and second day!

Most of her fellow female trainees had stopped getting their period due to stress a while after having started at the company but not Jisoo.

It was just the first time it happened in front of the boys!

When she was still living in the girl’s dorm, everyone understood what was happening but the guys were a bit different. They of course knew about periods and all but it wasn´t something they usually had to think about.

“It´s not important. Just leave it!” she hissed before tensing up as the pain took over again.

“Not important? Bambi you can barely sit still without whatever is making you tense! You snap at us as soon as one of us looks at you funny or breathes in your direction and you have a hard time focusing! Don´t say this is not important because it clearly is!”

“You can’t help me either way so WHY are so intent on me telling you what’s going on?!”

“Because we care about you! And we want to help you but we can’t if you aren’t talking to us! Don´t you trust us?” Jisung insisted while playing with his hands.

Jisoo was silent. She didn´t know what to say without saying too much.

It made her a bit uncomfortable to talk to them about it and now she was supposed to explain what was causing her sour mood? No thank you!

“It´s not that I don´t trust you! I just- It´s you know that thing….” She trailed off, looking at her members like they magically knew what she was going through just by looking at her.

The very unimpressed looks they gave her told Jisoo that in fact No. They did not know what she was going on about!

“That thing?” Changbin asked, wanting her to continue.

“You know. THAT thing! That once-a-month thing.”

It seemed to finally click for them because both Changbin and Jisung immediately made faces but tried to hide it as best as they could!

“You have cramps right? That´s why you´re so tense, cause you´re in pain?” the ever observant leader asked softly.

Jisoo nodded carefully.

“Cramps, headache, I’m hungry all the time and the way Minho-ssi was looking at me was annoying. Like I know he doesn´t like me, but he could at least hide it sometimes!”

Changbin got up from his seat and sat down next to her before making her sit down between his legs. Without a word he put his right hand on her stomach to sooth the pain.

It looked awkward but he refused to let her get up, knowing that the gently pressure he applied over her shirt helped her. At least if the relieved sigh the female let out was any indicator.

Chan went through the drawers on his desk.

“Gummy bears, chips or chocolate?”

Jisoo was confused for a moment. It took a second until she realized, he was asking her what snack she wanted.

“I- chips please…”

The quokka looking member also settled down on the couch with a bottle of water.

Chan handed her the open bag.

“We are going home and you will rest until tomorrow and later we are talking about this as a group! No questions asked understood?”

Jisoo nodded. The warmth of Changbins hug and the pressure of his hand on her stomach lulled her into a trance.

“Just close your eyes for a bit. We´ll wake you when the van arrives.”

With those words the girl slowly drifted off.

Taglist: @alyszaen @smh-anon @andjeoidjavo @ninjaxoxo @sunghoonieee @stopeatread

#stray kids #stray kids 9th member #9th member of stray kids #kpop added member #kpop addition #kpop au #kpop extra member #stray kids addition #stray kids female member #stray kids female addition

[cowgurrrl]

Obsessed with rockstar!Joel and I have so many ideas for the story, not that you need any you are very creative but I’ll share anyway:

- reader having a girls day with Ellie and Sarah.

- Joel protecting reader from the paparazzi.

- one of the girls calling reader mom.

- Joel finding out he is having a boy.

- Joel bringing Sam to set to surprise reader.

- Reader struggling with mom guilt.

THESE ARE THE ONES IVE BEEN WAITING ON!! I combined two of them and I'll most likely come back to some of them

Little Wonders

Pairing: rockstar!joel miller x actress!reader

Summary: When mom guilt takes over, Joel finds a way to support you

Warnings: parental guilt, fluff, Sammy Bammy being the sweetest baby angel

You check your phone for the millionth time since you've gotten to set, waiting to see an emergency text or phone call from Joel so you can go home. It's not that you don't trust your husband and the father of your child. It's that you're willing to take any excuse to leave work early. When Sam was born, you took two years off to be with him. No new projects, no filming in faraway locations, nothing. For two years, your life only consisted of taking care of Sam which you're incredibly grateful for, but now that you're back at work, you feel so insanely guilty. You explained to Sam in the weeks leading up to the start of production that you wouldn't be home all the time anymore, but Dada would be, and he seemed to understand to a certain level. But, when you left for work that first day, he still screamed his head off.

That was a month ago. Things have gotten a little easier now that you're in a routine, and Joel is amazing about sending you pictures and videos and calling you when you get a break. You make sure to get home while Sam's eating dinner, but sometimes it doesn't always work out like that, and by the time you walk in the door, Sam is asleep. Your heart especially hurts when you don't get to see him all day, and you've cried to Joel one too many times about it. Carolina told you it's normal to want to be with your babies, but it's not fair to beat yourself up about it. "You're allowed to still have a career as a mom," she told you. You repeat that sentence to yourself over and over again at work, but you still feel guilty.

Today, you're filming a pretty easy scene. It's not emotionally taxing or anything like that. It's actually a fun party scene in which the entire cast is there. You get to talk and hug everyone between takes, even laying on Maggie when you hit a wall in the middle of the day. You're so involved in the scene, and your friends that you don't even notice Joel is there with Sammy on his hip until you're in the middle of delivering a line, and you hear an excited "Mama!" You immediately melt and look around until you spot your guys.

"Is that my baby?" You ask as Joel puts him down. Sammy runs over to you as fast as his little legs can handle, and you squat down to scoop him in your arms the second he's within reach. The cast and crew aw at the sweet moment, but you only care about Sam and how he's patting your back like you've done for him millions of times. Joel comes over and pecks your lips.

"Sorry. We were gonna wait until you were done. Thought you could use a visit." He says, and you smile and kiss Sam's cheek.

"This is exactly what I needed. Thank you." You say. For ten minutes, you let Sam run around the sound stage, play with your castmates and touch the props (with supervision). He has the time of his life as he bounces from couch to couch and sits on Dylan's shoulders so he can be tall. It's a great break for everyone, and once the ten minutes are up, Sam goes around and gives everyone fist bumps or "knuckles, dude," as he urges everyone. Then, Joel scoops up your curly-headed boy, kisses you, and tells you they'll be waiting in your trailer. Sam waves bye to you over Joel's shoulder, and you blow a kiss to him, your heart bursting at the sight of him returning the kiss.

"Oh, my God. He's so cute. Are you kidding me?" Maggie says as you return to your marks, and you laugh. You glance in the direction Sam and Joel left in and smile, knowing your boys are waiting for you.

"Yeah, I got pretty lucky."

#rockstar!joel miller #one for the money two for the show #the last of us #joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel tlou #the last of us x reader #joel miller fic #joel miller the last of us #tlou au #the last of us au #dad!joel miller

[fetishfairytales2]

Happy Birthday Sissy! (Story)

Heather and Brandon are original characters created by @wittlesissyb4by in his fantastic series “Besties”, which this blog expands on. Please support him through his Tumblr and his SubscribeStar. ——————————————

"Oh my God today is going the BEST day ever!” I squealed as Connor and I snuck into the dark nursery. My poor, long suffering Brandi was all cute and cozy in her tiny crib-cage. “Just look at those footie pajamas!” I giggled. They were pink of course, with ruffles. They even have “Sissy Princess” across the front! “They’re too perfect for her!” Connor just shook his head; “looks more like a girl every day…” 

I nodded excitedly as we leaned over the sleeping sissy. “I know right? And can we talk about her hair? It’s gotten so long! I totally braided it last night. We had a fun little girls night! I did her nails and her hair while I made her watch another of those videos you and I made,” I nudged Connor with a playful wink. 

"Leave her alone, though,” I teased, “she's our precious little baby girl after all. Just look at her all trapped in her little cage. So adorbs!" I slowly opened the cage and gently called out to Brandi, but she was out cold. Ugh, typical. "Okay, Daddy," I pouted, giving Connor a pleading look. "Looks like you get to wake up our sissy princess."

Brandi was so cute, twitching in her sleep. She was probably dreaming of being a real man again.. “Mmm, such a strong Daddy!” I purred playfully, loving how Connor, all big and strong, just reached in and grabbed Brandi under her arms. He pulled her up to her sissy feet in the crib like a child. "Good morning, sissy-poo!" I taunted, knowing it would make Brandi cringe.

I loved how humiliated she always was, it was so much fun watching her squirm. But of course, Brandi had to try and ruin my princess fun, grumbling behind her pacifier gag, trying to resist as Connor picked her up like a doll. “No, no, no Little Ms. Priss,” I quickly shut her down. “It's a special day and you better behave or else you’ll end up over Daddy's knee!” I warned, wagging my finger in her face.

"Ew, he smells," Connor grunted, tightening his grip on his former bully. "She smells," I corrected him with a sassy wink. "And she smells because she refused to give Daddy a special 'good night kiss' last night So I didn’t change her!” I giggled. “Aww,” I cooed, “look at her, still struggling. Are you going to be a good girl now and earn your diapee change, Brandi, or do you want to spend another day in your messy Pampers?” I loved how after all this time, the poor sissy still thought she had a choice, an opinion, or any shred of dignity left. “Is diaper rash really worse than sucking Connor's dick for the millionth time?” I asked sweetly, booping her on the nose.

I quietly spun my finger in a circle while smiling at Brandi, gesturing for Connor to turn the helpless sissy around. "Bend over, girlie," I commanded in my mommy voice, pushing Brandi's head down. "Do you know what day it is, little one?" I asked, unzipping the back of her PJs and pulling them down to her ankles. She struggled as Connor pressed his hand against the small of her back, her head shaking in confusion. "Daddy?" I asked with a wink at Connor. "Can you help our sweet girl remember what happened a whole year ago today?"

"Wow, can you believe it's been a whole year?" Connor teased as he slowly removed Brandi's plastic panties. My bull, with his hand wrapped tightly around Brandi's braided ponytail, forced her head back to meet his gaze. "Since. I. Started. Fucking. Your. Girlfriend." With each word, he punctuated it with a firm spank on Brandi's diapered bottom. Poor Brandi was squirming and struggling even harder now, tears were even welling in her eyes! "Wow, Daddy spanks hard doesn’t he? Thank goodness I double diapered you!" I laughed, "otherwise, poor Brandi would be making a huge mess all over her crib!"

Connor couldn't get enough of spanking his pathetic little sissy cuckold, aiming right for her exposed thighs. That means it's been a year now since I made you my bitch! And all those years you thought you were better me? Now look at you! You fucking sissy!" Poor Brandi was crying and begging behind her gag with each smack, sobbing now. "Mmmmph! Mmmmph!" 

Connor was getting rougher and rougher, reveling in her humiliation. "I can't understand you, loser!" He laughed, yanking her up by her hair again. I didn't want to tire her out before the real fun even started! "But to celebrate,” I intervened, rubbing Connor's strong back, calming him down, “Daddy and I have planned your Sissy First Birthday! We've even invited all our friends, some of your coworkers, and a few special guests! Oh, and of course, we decorated the backyard for your special party!"

“Let’s get her ready!” I laughed, tugging Brandi toward me by her hair. “I’ll change your diapee now and you can give Daddy that special kiss you owe him later when all your friends arrive!” I turned to Connor; “Babe, could you hold her down for me? She’s probably going to be a squirmy little sissy when she sees her special outfit…”

#humili sissi

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

Dream Girl

David Finlay X Fem Reader

Requested By @yukioni02 : Can I request a fic where the reader is a champion in Stardom and she and David Finlay meet for the first time during a collab between NJPW and Stardom?

Y/W/N = Your Wrestling Name. Main Masterlist

For weeks everyone had been talking about the new Stardom Women’s world champion Y/W/N. From what I was hearing it seemed like she was the new face of women’s wrestling in Japan and because of that New Japan wanted to do a collab with stardom. It’s not that I didn’t care about stardom, I just have been so busy dealing with The United Empire that I didn’t even think about getting more information on this joint event. Currently, I sat in the Bullet Club’s private locker room where the other boys were drooling over Y/W/N for the millionth time this week. I had never met Y/W/N but the way Moloney and Connors talked about her led me to create my own image of her in my head.

With the information I knew about her I pictured her to be short. Many of the women in stardom were on the smaller side so I expected her to be no different. In my head, she was a small ball of fire that was full of energy. She had to be attractive as well since the men in the locker room fought on who would get to ask her out first. I was suddenly dying to meet this girl. I could have looked online and found out more about her but I wanted to see if the image I formed in my head was anything like the real her. “So tell me more about Y/W/N, what does she do in stardom?” I asked Dan Moloney. “Well, she is the biggest heel in Stardom. She is a total badass. She literally murders her opponents in the ring. I think if we ever wanted a female in Bullet Club she would be the perfect fit” A heel, I wasn’t expecting that. Now the image in my head changed. She was now dark and scary and probably seven feet tall. “She’s coming to the show today to meet everyone. You should try and recruit her” Moloney told me. Just then Gabe Kidd came into the room yelling how Y/W/N just arrived at the arena. 

I saw the swarm of people gathered by the entrance, I found it creepy how all these men waited for her arrival. I stood far away from the crowd, although I wanted to meet Y/W/N I didn’t want to be like the other creeps and follow her around the arena. Just then I felt someone run into me. “Sorry,” The person said quietly before quickly moving away with their head down. As I watched the person run away I noticed that the person had to be Y/W/N. Despite having a hood and sunglasses, who else is walking around here with a Louis Vuitton Purse? I ended up following her to what appeared to be a private suite in the arena. I knocked on the door carefully and I was greeted with the most beautiful person I had ever seen. “You must be David Finlay, I’m Y/W/N but you can just call me Y/n,” she said before she let me in the room. “Quite the crowd out there,” I said, referring to the mob of people who wanted to meet her. “I was warned about them but I didn’t think it would be that bad. Sorry I ran into you earlier, I wanted to get out of there as fast as possible” She told me as she removed the oversized sweater she wore. Looking at Y/n she was not who I expected she would be, she was perfect. She was tall, taller than many of the men on the roster. She was 5’10 and quite toned. She wore black yoga pants and a long-sleeved crop top that revealed her abs and accentuated her curves. She had big green eyes and long blonde hair. She looked like a Victoria Secret angel but at the same time, she was a badass who could probably kill you with her bare hands if she wanted to. I was speechless, I was starstruck by her beauty but also intimidated.

“I must say I am quite the fan of Bullet Club,” said Y/n “Really?” “Yeah, if you are looking for a female member I would gladly throw my hat in to be a contender” “Since it looks like there will be a lot of new shows with Stardom and New Japan I would love to have you join Bullet Club,” I told her. “I’d love to!” 

Y/n and I spent the time before the show started talking and learning about each other. I found myself falling in love with Y/n. She was the girl of my dreams and I knew I would do anything for her. I couldn't wait to see where this new chapter of Bullet Club would take us.  

#bullet clubs bitch #all elite wrestling #aew smut #aew #njpw fanfiction #njpw smut #njpw #new japan pro wrestling #david finlay fanfic #david finlay smut #david finlay imagine #david finlay #david finlay x reader #david finlay oneshot #bullet club #bullet club smut #bullet club war dogs #david finlay njpw #david finlay bullet club

[lovebeinaprincessworld]

Challenging fate (Tom Riddle x reader)

soulmate!au

Chapter 3

Masterlist

Parts: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 Epilogue

Description: There were a lot of unexpected things happening the day of the Battle of Hogwarts. Being send back into the past to change the course of history was definitely one of them.

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You had to get used to going-out with Tom, and to being topic number one amongst the students. But you felt like Tom didn’t care, the morning after your library revelation he waited next to the entrance of the Hufflepuff common room to escort you to breakfast (his words not yours). And if no one had seen you two the evening before, they’d definitely seen you then. By noon everyone in the castle knew about him courting you - as they called it.

You got nasty stares from most of the girls, when Tom wasn’t with you they even called you names sometimes. That one Slytherin girl Olive Hornby was the nastiest of them all, it seemed like she was sure she was going to get with Tom before you showed up, but atleast your friends from Hufflepuff were honestly excited for you.

When you entered the common room on the evening the whole castle found out (Tom had accompanied you again) they were immediately dragging you into your dorm and started questioning you, going on about how you were so lucky to have secured such a great match.

When you told them he was your soulmate they weren’t able to calm down until late into the night. And it was fun talking to them about it, but when you finally layed down that night you were thinking about Hermione and Ginny and Luna and how you wished you could talk to someone about what was really going through your mind. How you were anxious about the possibility of failing and not being able to save them all.

The other thing worrying you was how incredibly fast you were falling for the boy. All the things he did that were so old-fashioned and probably normal here, were making your heart and knees weak and made you forget about your mission sometimes. But was it really a „mission“ if it changed the course of your life too? Like you couldn’t just go back to your life in the future like it was before - if you changed his mind, he’d come with you.

But before you could get sucked more into your thoughts than you already were, Professor Binns ended his lesson with the same monotone voice that you knew from the future. „Come on (Y/N), the weekend is finally here, I don’t want to spend anymore time than necessary in this room!“, Edith rushed you with her bag already packed. Giggling you pushed your stuff into yours too, and you two hurried out of there as quick as possible.

„Helga, I feel like with every word he speaks he’s getting slower“, she groaned when you were making your way to the Hufflepuff commonroom to discard your books and meet the others. „I’m glad I’m not the only one who noticed, I thought I was going crazy for a moment“, you laughed and walked down the stairs.

„Did Tom ask you to go to Hogsmead with him tomorrow yet?“, Edith asked for what felt like the millionth time that week. The girls were all bothering you about it and you were starting to get nervous too, why hadn’t he asked you yet? „No he hasn’t“, was your only response and you knocked on the barrel before stepping into your commonroom.

You were meeting Tom in the library later this afternoon but you promised the girls that you would spend some time with them today, so when you stepped into your dorm Ruth, Grace and Elsie were already there, chatting about their lessons. ���Ah there you are! Are you ready to go to the lake?“, Elsie asked jumping up from her bed. „Calm down Elsie“, Edith laughed and you were putting your bags away before all five of you gathered at the door. „I got everything we need for the Picknick from the houseleves, so let’s go!“, said Grace, carrying a large basket.

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You were sitting next to Tom in a quiet corner in the library, not really being able to focus on your essay. The picnic this afternoon was so fun, but also really exhausting and it was already eight in the evening. Writing down another seemingly random word, you finally put your quill aside, accepting that you’re not going to do anything productive this evening.

„I think I have to go to bed Tom, I’m so tired“, you yawned, leaning your head against his shoulder, your hand gripping his biceps. You heard him chuckle and his shoulder moved under you: „Was the picnic with your friends so exhausting?“ Hearing the taunt in his voice you straightened up again, looking at him offended.

„Are you making fun of me?“, you pouted and he turned to look at you, a grin on his face. „I would never“, he continues teasing you. „If that is how it is, I think I’m going to go“, you were starting to pack your bag, but you and him both knew you were kidding.

He gripped your chin and turned you to look at him, your heart missing a beat at the gesture. „Don’t be mad Darling“, he said with a charming smile, „come on, you are right, it is getting late.“ He also started packing his bag and you were secretly thankful, because you were sure that as soon as your head hit the pillow you’d be out like a light.

Leaving the library hand in hand, you were thinking about how different dating was here compared to the future. On the day Ginny and Harry found out they were soulmates, they were already making out in an empty classroom by eight in the evening. And here you were, the most action you got was handholding and handkissing after two weeks of this…friendly behavior with tremendous romantic tension. Or whatever you’d like to call it.

But of course for this time this was totally normal, eventhough you guessed that you could be expecting at least a kiss soon, because the girls were questioning you if he kissed you already earlier today.

Arriving at the entrance to your common room way too quick for your liking, you let go of Toms hand reluctantly. „Good night Tom“, you smiled and were about to knock, but his voice stopped you. „Would you…go to Hogsmeade with me tomorrow?“, he sounded slightly unsure and it always astonished you how he could be so sure of himself all the time but crack at these things.

„Of course!“, you accepted with a smile on your face, relieved that he did ask you and you didn’t have to worry about it anymore. „Great“, a genuine smile was forming on his face as he stepped close to you, taking your hands in his, „listen, I apologize for not asking you earlier I honestly just forgot that there even was a trip before Abraxas asked me if I am going with you.“

„It’s fine Tom don’t worry about it, I’m glad you asked me though“, you said and he softly kissed your hands and released them. Knocking on the barrel and opening the entrance you turned around one last time. Before you could think about it too much you stepped closer again, kissing his cheek softly.

„I can’t wait for tomorrow“, you said with a soft voice and finally stepped into the common room. Looking back, you saw him standing there unmoving with his mouth slightly open and his hand on his cheek where you left the kiss. And you swear you saw his neck and ears get a little red.

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You and Tom were on your way back to Hogwarts after spending the day together in Hogsmead, walking hand in hand and enjoying the silence. You would have stayed longer, but you had to be back at the castle. Honestly it was such a great date, it was the first time you two really had long and in-depth conversation about school and your friends and just about everything. Who would have thought Tom Riddle would be so pleasant to be around? Certainly not you, eventhough you were seeing him almost everday for the last two weeks, you always felt like you were walking on eggshells. Of course you still needed to watch what you said as not to reveal you’re from the future, because you were sure that with even the littlest of slip-ups, a smart wizard like Tom would immediately be suspicious.

Walking into the entrance hall you two came to a halt and you looked up at Tom expectantly, the few other students coming back parting ways too. „Our ways will have to split here, I planned to meet my friends this evening“, he explained and you noticed how he very slightly faltered at the word friends. Your face fell slightly. There it was. You knew this day was too good to be true. Of course he’d have to meet with his followers again.

„Have fun“, you tried to force a smile and let go of his hand. „Now now, don’t be upset darling“, he smirked taking back your hand and kissing it, „I’ll find you tomorrow after breakfast and we can take a walk around the lake before going to the library?“ Your cheeks blushed like they did everytime he called you a petname. „That sounds great“, you told him trying to push back the thoughts about what they would talk about this evening.

He nodded and squeezed your hand before letting you go and you turned around making your way to the commonroom. You could sense him staring at your back and knew he’d only leave too if he couldn’t see you anymore. But before you were out of sight someone called your name from behind you.

„Granger!“, you heard the all to familiar voice of Diggory and eventhough you debated to just ignore him you eventually stopped with a sigh. Since you had to work with him in potions last week he was bothering you about tutoring him. Of course you knew that wasn’t what he was interested in at all, because you sucked at potions. He was smart enough not to chat you up infront of Tom though, he always waited until he was in the safety of your commonroom. Until now atleast.

Skidding to a halt infront of you he grinned down at you a little out of breath. „Yes, what can I help you with Diggory?“, you said with forced politeness knowing Tom was watching you two. „How about I tell you while we walk back to the commonroom, hm?“, he said with a slightly dumbed down voice and you already wanted to run in the opposite direction. But before you could think of an excuse he had already grabbed your elbow and pulled you along.

„Excuse me Diggory, I would appreciate it if you could take your hands of my girlfriend“, a cold voice said from directly behind you two and you were kind of relieved. But did he just call you his girlfriend? Diggory however froze up knowing exactly who the voice belonged to. Dropping his hand like he was burned, you two turned around and Tom gripped your waist before pulling you firmly into his side. Your heartbeat skyrocketed, partly because of the close proximity and the feeling of Toms body pressed against yours, and partly because you were scared what would happen now.

„I would try to keep my hands to myself“, he added with scrunched eyebrows and a dangerously calm voice. Diggory just nodded, obviously intimidated by the tall boy towering over him. Tom gave him one last deathly look before leading me into a bordering corridor and away.

After a few moments of silence Tom finally spoke up. „Was that the first time Diggory…approached you?“, he asked, his grip on my waist not loosening and his eyes sternly pointed infront of us. „Ehm…“, you were unsure if it was smart to tell him the truth, you didn’t particularly like Diggory but you didn’t want him to get hurt either. Tom apruptly stopped and pulled you into a classroom to your left.

Letting go of your waist he leans against the teachers desk looking at you expectantly. „No?“, you told him making it sound more like a question. He only scoffed and rolled his eyes while crossing his arms. „Please, you really are a Hufflepuff with how bad you’re lying“, he let out humorless laugh. Oh love if only you knew, you thought. „Tell me the truth, please“, he asked again, a little softer this time. Your resolve was crumbling rapidly, because who could resist a protective boyfriend, even if he was Tom Riddle.

„Yes he did. We had to work in potions together last week and he has been bugging me about tutoring him“, you sighed, „which is totally unbelievable to begin with because I suck at potions.“ Tom let out a real laugh this time and got up to pull you into his arms. „Thanks for being honest darling“, he said but you doubted this was over for him, „I don’t get how he could be so stupid as to talk to you like that, eventhough he knew you are mine.“ His eyes got that dark and stern look again and he pulled you even closer, so that you were pressed chest to chest.

You just nodded not knowing what to say and looked up into his dark eyes that made your knees weak. His stern look slowly faded and one hand let go of your waist and instead pushed some loose hair behind your ear. The tension between you two was palpable and his hand settled against your cheek. Your hands were laying on his chest and his face was slowly moving closer to you. Slipping down to your lips, his eyes quickly averted back to yours, but you couldn’t stop yours from doing the same when you felt his breath softly skim across your cheek. Oh Merlin, he was going to kiss you, you thought.

But before you could even begin to form any thoughts his voice interrupted the silence. „May I kiss you, love?“, he asked, always the polite gentleman. „Please“, was the only thing you could say and he finally lowered his head - not before giving you a small smirk though.

When his lips finally met yours, your eyes slid shut and the hands on Toms chest gripped his sweater, pulling him closer. Your heart was beating out of your chest and here in his arms it felt like you were in the place that was made for you. He pulled away after a few seconds and you were about to protest when he asked: „Is this alright?“ You opened your eyes looking up into his face, which was a little blushed but also looked concerned, and you thought it was incredibly sweet that he was making sure you were okay with this. You wouldn’t have expected Tom to be that kind of person.

„Yes yes of course it is Tom, just please…“, your voice going silent at the end not quiet brave enough to ask him. „Please what?“, the smirk was back and you knew that he knew what you wanted. You sighed and averted your eyes shyly. „Kiss me again?“, you whispered, and you thought for a second he was going to make you repeat yourself, but then he lifted your chin and softly met your lips with his.

It turned out you were right about Diggory though, because he came into the commonroom a few days later with a black eye and a limp.

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