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goldenmazzello · 4 years

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Lay all your love on me | Part 1

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Warning: Flashbacks. Language. Mentions of poor mental health, angst.

W/C: 2.8k.

A/N: Hello! This is the first part of Lay all your love on me. You can find the next parts on my pinned masterlist here.

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Your last day on set has finally arrived. It's amazing how time flies when you're busy doing things you really love, surrounded by magnificient people. It makes you forget about your every day routine and to have some fun from time to time.

Everybody was getting their make-up done for the last day of filming. As you entered the trailer in order to get yours done, a sweet, delicate voice called you.

"(Y/n)! Are you ready for our last day?" Lucy asked with a bright smile on her face while sitting on her personalized black chair, which had her name written at the back.

You smiled. "To be honest, I'm not doing too well, I'm gonna miss you guys so much." You said with a pouty face. Lucy said she would miss all of you too.

“Oh, nice baby bump!”

You furrowed your brows but then you remembered. You were wearing a fake silicone belly, since your character was going to be pregnant in that scene.

“Yeah, he’s kicking so hard.” You joked.

You sat on your chair as your assistant helped you put your wig. You laughed at your reflection in the mirror. "I still can't used to this wig." You found it odd to wear a blonde wig.

“At least they didn’t give you a perm!” Joe appeared holding two cups of coffee on each of his hands. “Here you have, my wonderful wife.” he approached you and gave you one of the cups. You laughed at his comments.

“Thank you, Mr. Deacon.” You thanked him and left a kiss on his cheek.

Joe bringing you coffee on set every morning became a habit, one you were very delighted with. He was so kind with you that you swore your heart could just melt for every little thing he did for you.

And while drinking your coffee, you remembered your very first day on set and how you and Joe started talking.

Filming had already started by your first day on set. Today, you would meet the entire cast of the wonderful movie you were going to take part in. You felt an overwhelming joy for being part of such an incredible project, not only because it was a big step in your career as an actress, but also because you were a Queen fan. And it was your very first time in London.

Your very first scene was Freddie’s birthday party. You greeted all of your new cast mates before paying attention to the director’s indications.

You sat between two of your cast mates. One of them was wearing a long-haired blonde wig and the other a long-haired brown one with a strange fringe. You were wearing a wig as well. It was a black-haired one with a fringe and low pony tails falling over your shoulders. Your eyes had a beautiful emerald eye-shadow which you weren’t very comfortable with but you didn’t care, you were another person now, it was your job.

As they started filming, you kept a conversation with the actor that played John Deacon’s role, your husband, of who you didn't remember his name. You smile at each other and them you both joined the conversation that the others were having about Freddie’s life as his mom stood up and looked for family pictures.

The director decided to take some breaks in between the scenes. It was a good opportunity to introduce yourself and to make some new friends.

“Hey, nice to meet you. I’m Ben.” said the blonde one who was next to you and you told him your name. The other actors joined him and all of you started talking. There was something strange in one of them, the one who was next to you and introduced himself as Joe. Why was he talking so weird?

“Why are you doing a bad American accent?” You asked him laughing. He furrowed his eyebrows and opened his mouth but didn’t say anything, he looked as if he was trying to find the words to say. “B-but, t-that’s my voice.” he said confused.

“Oh shit, I’m so sorry.” You said and covered your face with your hands. That’s why you don’t have friends, stupid, you said to yourself.

Your face was burning and you felt absolutely embarrassed. How long have you been on set? Three hours? And you were already causing trouble.

He laughed. “Nevermind. What an awesome compliment. I mean, I’ve been working on it so hard and you thought that I was actually British but...What’s wrong with my voice? I think it’s a pretty convincing American accent. Anyway, thanks for the compliment.”

“I’m really really sorry, I don’t know why I said that.” Your face was still red. You wished the Earth would swallow you, you wanted to disappear from his sight. He put his hand on your shoulder.

“Hey, you don’t need to apologize. I really meant what I’ve said, it was a nice compliment, I’m prouder of myself now!” He assured you and gave you an expression that indicated everything was okay and there wasn’t anything bad at what you had said, he wasn’t mad at that.

You weren’t very convinced but after getting closer to him the following days, you realized that he was telling you the truth and there wasn’t anything you should worry about. After that, you both talked about each other’s lives. You found out he lived in New York, just as you. He was from there but you were from New Jersey. You told him how you ended up moving to New York to study and work on your acting career. Since that day, you both became very good friends. And the same thing happened with Ben, Gwilym, Rami and Lucy, you became close to them because of your new friendship with Joe.

“Let’s take a picture for Instagram.” Joe suggested. You stood next to him, with your right hand covering half of your mouth showing surprise and Joe put one of his hands on your fake belly and the other did the same as yours.

Lucy took the photo.

@Joe_Mazzello: Say hi to the Deacon family! @(y/n)(y/s/n) #BohemianRhapsody #Queen #DeaconFamily

The director was giving the last indications for the scene. We will rock you. You were on a sofa next to Joe, having a conversation as Ben did the same with the actress who played his wife and the one who was Gwilym’s wife sat there looking at him, while he was looking at Rami, completely annoyed. The girls were very good actresses but unfortunately, they weren’t very close to the rest of the cast and won’t be joining the future tour press since they have another projects in the pipeline.

“You look so funny in that blonde wig.” Joe teased you, knowing that you hated it.

Actually, Joe wanted to tell you that you looked beautiful, as always, but he wasn't bold enough to do it.

"Shut up or I'll take your wig off." You threatened him, he mocked you and rested his head on your shoulder.

And after that, Gwilym ordered everybody to join him. He came up with the beat of a new song he had been working on. Suddenly, all of you were clapping your hands at the third beat as Rami appeared and apologized for being late. He asked what was going on and Gwilym explained he wanted to give the audience a song they could perform and be part of it and you all began to sing and clap your hands.

"Cut!" The director shouted.

And everything was done. There were no scenes left, nothing else. After that, Rami suggested to go and have coffee. All of you were sat on the floor and drinking your coffee.

"I can't believe it's our last day." You said.

"I still remember the very first time you were on set." Gwilym said. "And the odd American accent." he moved his gaze from you to Joe and laughed.

"Oh no, please, I'm still ashamed of that." You begged him not no bring that back.

Memories from set were mentioned as you took a sip of coffee. You had a big smile on your face as you remembered probably one of the best days of your life and the best memory on set.

"Who's coming over?" You asked Rami, who was taking his crown off and put in on your head, you laughed.

"I don't know, darling. Maybe some fans." He shrugged. He got used to talking like Freddie.

After Freddie's party scene in Garden Lodge, the director suggedted to take a break and said that they had some guests on set that day.

"I thought we were going to film the I want to break free music video now." Gwilym said thoughtful with his hand on his chin.

"Hey mates, look who are here today!" Ben said as he, Joe and Lucy stood next to you, Rami and Gwilym and pointed at the door.

You couldn't believe your eyes when you saw them.

Brian May and Roger Taylor were a few feet away from you. Brian and Roger, from Queen, your favorite band, your idols.

"Hey folks, How are you doing today?" Asked Brian with a charming smile.

Everybody greeted them but you. You were in shock, your face was as white as a sheet and your jaw was slacked. Lucy seemed to notice you and held your hand.

Joe put his hand in your back and rubbed it softly. “Let’s go outside and catch some fresh air.”

“Hey, who’s this pretty lady?” Roger asked. He took off his black glasses.

“(Y/n) are you okay?” Lucy asked worried and the four men next to you turned to look.

Oh God, you were absolutely nervous. Never in your craziest dreams you thought about having this opportunity. You knew that Brian and Roger sometimes visited the set but you didn’t think they would do it a day you were there.

“I-I-I’m (Y/n)...” you extended your shaky hand. “Oh sorry for this, but I’m a big fan of Queen and...Oh God I can’t believe it!” Roger laughed and took your hand and shook it. You thought you were going to faint. You could feel your knees weaken.

“No! I’m okay” You were shaking.

“Wow, it’s nice to meet you. I’ve seen some pictures of you here on set with these amazing people, you’re doing amazing.” He said and Brian nodded.

“We’re finally meeting!” Brian said and you smiled with watery eyes.

Joe wondered what made you deal with so much pain, you'd never said anything about that. He felt his heart broke at the mere thought of you being in pain.

Brian and Roger were absolutely grateful for your words.

“I feel like I’m dreaming.” You laughed nervously. “You guys don’t have an idea of how much I appreciate you, your music helped me to heal so much pain and I will be forever grateful for that. I wanna show you something.” You said as you uncover your left wrist from your sleeve. You had a beautiful butterfly tattooed and under it, a lyric from one of your favorite songs by Queen, Spread your wings. “I’ve had this for over 12 years now and one of my biggest wishes was to show it to both of you someday and to thank you for everything."

“I’m glad our music help you in any possible way.” Brian said “And your tattoo is amazing. John would be very pleased If he saw it” You smiled.

“I love it.” Roger said. “Hey Bri, why don’t we take a photo with her for Instagram?”

“That would be nice.”

Oh my God.

"Let me be your photographer." Rami asked Brian for his phone and took some photos of your tattoo and others of you with them. A few minutes after that, your phone buzzed. Queen has tagged you on a post.

@OfficialQueenMusic: “So glad to meet a fan today that will be part of our upcoming movie. Thank you for sharing your story with us @(y/n)(y/s/n) #BohemianRhapsody”

That was, by far, the best day of your entire life.

“Hey, come back to Earth, where are you?” Ben asked moving a hand in your face. You shook your head.

“I was thinking about the first time I met Brian and Roger.” You blushed and he laughed.

“Oh, the day you almost pass out” Ben joked and you slapped him on his arm. “Hey, Am I telling a lie?”

“Of course I almost pass out, my eyes were lucky to see Brian and Roger in person.” You and Ben giggled.

“I’m going to miss you, do you know that?” Ben asked.

“So do I!” You hugged him. Smiling. "You know I'm going to visit you."

Those weeks on set made you realize how lucky you were to find such incredible people. After years and years of being alone in your misery. After the countless nights you cried yourself to sleep and feeling like a piece of shit for being so alone in this world, everything was making sense now.

You never told them about what you had been through. Being a teenager wasn’t easy. You wanted people to destroy the concept that your teenage years are supposed to be fun and those are the best years of your life because when you hit your late 20s, responsibilities are hard to manage and everything seems to be falling apart. Why couldn’t you be happy now?

Now, that you were 30, that everything was left behind. You wished you could say that you were a happy teenager and you didn’t have to fake a smile and pretend everything was okay. There were days you barely could get out of your house and see other people, or even worse, some days you couldn’t get out of bed and shower because there wasn’t any motivation at all. And no one understood. No one knew how hard it was being you, having such an stressful life that you worried about every little thing and it seemed you would never be at peace. You never felt safe. How hard it was to interact with others without thinking that they just did it to be nice to you or that they were desperately waiting for you to shut your fucking mouth. Isolation didn’t feel right. Loneliness didn’t feel right. Nothing felt right at all. You couldn’t keep pretending to be happy, you needed a reason to keep holding on, something that made you believe that your life was going to change, you wanted to be back on your feet and to know that all of that pain was gone.

Maybe it wasn’t so hard to be you, and eventually, you would find out where you belonged. You felt it was taking forever and you couldn’t wait for things to get better. You knew that someday things would be better and that your day would come. Sometimes you wished someone would save you, but you knew that you had to save yourself. If only you could find what you've been looking for. "How could this happen to me? "was the only thing that was always on your mind. You were sick of this life, you wanted to scream. You felt out of place, you were sick of feeling so left out.

And at that moment, you knew that your 18-year-old-self would be proud of you. Proud of the woman you had become and that now, all of your worries were left behind. You didn’t have to worry about that again, but it was still hard to open your heart and tell people about it. You weren’t embarrassed, it was part of you, part of your story but you didn’t want people to pity you.

You didn’t realize you were almost crying until Joe spoke.

“What’s going on?” He hugged you. Your vision was blurry, it was difficult for you to see clearly. You wiped your tears with your thumb and you chuckled.

“I’m very emotional today. I’m grateful for everything that this movie brought me, especially the five of you.”

There was a broad smile on Joe’s face. “Well, I’m glad you say that because you won’t get rid of me so easily, huh?” He joked. Joe always knew how to make you smile. But he was right, you lived like 30 minutes away from him, you would see each other everyday. “I have a list of places we’re visiting after coming back to New York.”

“That’s why I love you.” You hugged him again. He smiled.

Joe felt something on his chest. He wished that I love you meant something else than being loved as a friend, but at the same time, he didn’t want to feel like this, he didn’t want to be in love again. Since his last girlfriend cheated on him with his friend, he couldn’t feel anything for someone. All of his dates failed and he decided to take some time for himself.

But there was something Joe couldn’t deny, when you were near, everything seemed so easy, he could look into your eyes and forget the world.

“I love you even more.”

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crazy-bi-btch · 5 years

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You Hurt Me ( Sweet Pea X Reader)

Summary: Y/N feels like the connection she and her boyfriend had has somehow disappeared just like he is from her life. She has to decide if she’s better off invisible or finally disappear

Warnings: Angst?!? Some smut of course!!! Soft pea

Word count: 3.6k

A/n: thank you so much for being patient guys!? This took me a while bc I’ve been really busy! Also ima try to finish all my request before Monday since I start school soon! But I hope you like this one!? Request per @saltyturtlejudgepurse (some grammar and punctuation errors)

You were mad. Confused. Frustrated. This was the 2nd time pea had canceled on your plans. The first time was a decent excuse.

You waited patiently at pops in your usual booth. Pea had told you to meet up at 6 pm their so you guys could eat before he went back to work the serpents. He did seem pretty busy with them recently.You had planned a little something special for him, you had bought that cute lingerie set from VS and well you had realized how long it was since Pea and you were intimate. So you decided it was a great idea to wear it under your short tan skirt and white blouse.

So you sat there, at 6 pm, and waited 20 minutes then 30 minutes. You texted him furiously.

Y/N: Where r u???

Pea: Babe I’m sorry! Reschedule, got caught up longer than we anticipated

You left him on reading, tears ready to run down your flustered cheeks. You got up and walked out into the chilly night and drove home.

The second time he tried to reschedule was meant to be at his trailer. You were jumping up in joy when he told you it would be at his home. You had dressed in a maroon lace and pulled on a casual black wrap-around dress. You look yourself in the mirror, “I look hot as fuck!” I laughed to myself as I grabbed my keys and made my way to pea’s trailer. On the way there you felt distracted the heat between your legs growing as the thoughts of Pea’s hands on your body, his lips that you craved. Thank god you were 2 minutes away. As you make your way up the stairs you knocked twice with no answer. You huffed agitated and called Pea.

He’s probably asleep

Ring ring ring

“Hello?”

“ babe! Hey, what’s up?” You could hear his questioning voice. It made your blood boil.

“ What’s up? I’m outside your door? Where are you!” I yelled furious that he forgot.

“ holy- it was today? Oh, shit baby, I’m so sorry the boys invited me along to some drinks since we had a rough couple of -“ you were extremely angry, stomping your way to your car as you acted as you listened to his nervous ramble.

“ Sweet Pea GO FUCK YOURSELF?!” You screamed into the phone and hung up. You threw your phone at the passenger seat, sobs choking you up. You had been craving sweet pea’s affection and just support. You wanted your boyfriend back. Your phone was blowing up as you drove back home, of course of Pea. You decided to turn your phone off, you need to be alone for a bit and process everything, to make clear decisions.

You tried remembering the last time you kissed him. The thought of his lips on yours almost felt faint and like a ghost. The last time he hugged you close and you nuzzled into his chest. Your heart ached as you realized, “ how did it get this bad?”

the slight touch of his hands on your arm as he passed by you in the hallways at school

The soothing sound of his voice as he told you he would “ see you later”

The forehead kisses as he left you.

That night Y/N cried herself to sleep as she realized that maybe her happy ever after with Sweet Pea would end. His lifestyle has changed to the point it has affected their relationship and Pea didn’t even realize it. He was so preoccupied with serpent business that he put his only support system aside. As the sun rises Y/N woke up to the miserable feeling of having to see Sweet Pea at school. Her eyes red, swollen, and tired. No matter how much concealer she layered you could see the sadness wearing her out. You walked into school hoodie up, headphones in, you just wanted to get to 1st period without having question being thrown at me. You didn’t want to speak to Pea or even look at him. You had made your decision. If he wasn’t going to be there for you anymore, what was the point then? You were preparing yourself to end it. Suddenly you were yanked to the side, knocking your headphones out.

You met Toni’s confused expression, “ hey? What happened you’ve been MIA all day!”

“ my phone died.” I lied

“ Your phone.. Died? What is this the 19th century, you always carry your portable charger.” She stated matter-a-factly. You wanted to spill your emotions and feelings to her. Toni realized something was wrong once her friend sighed and looked at the ground.

“ What aren’t you telling me?” she implied, I couldn’t look at her or I would sob all over her and I didn’t need that attention right now. “ Please.” She whispered her hand on my arm.

“ I’m sorry.” I mumbled and walked past her leaving her concerned.

Just as I made my way up the stairs to my class I saw him. He stood tall and proud, right next to the entrance of my classroom door. His face seemed tight almost pissed. His arms crossed, the red flannel tight around his arms. His eyes wandered through the sea of students of Riverdale high.

“ Hey Y/N.” Reggie spooked me, I clutched onto my chest and Reggie stood their chuckling.

“ shit reg.” I cursed putting my attention on him, Reggie and I sit next to each other in the the 1st period. Recently since Sweat Pea and Jug had serpent business that meant I didn’t have someone to walk me to class, and since me and reg got along he decided to look after me.

“ Why are you waiting here? Let's get to class.” He ushered me but my eyes searched for Sweet pea who is still there waiting. Reggie followed my gaze and saw him.

“ Um.. did something happen?” He mumbled and walked back closer to me, my eyes filled up in tears as I remembered what happened.

Reggie pulled me into a hug, “ Hey don’t cry…” He cooed, I nodded softly but settled into his chest. Just like I use to with sweet pea. The bell rang as it signaled class has started. Students ran to and fro trying to avoid a tardy. The bell made me pry away from him. I was ready to do the hardest decision of my life. Reggie turned around to see me pass the classroom and past Pea who was obviously not looking to well since I tried to pass as quickly as possible.

But I was too slow.

“ Hey Y/n!” I heard him yelling , making me flinch and walk faster. As I tried getting away from him my eyes squinted as my thoughts ran quick just as my feet. Shoving who whoever was in my way. Then for the first time in a while, I felt a strong grip on my arm right above my elbow pulling me back, I recognized his hand immediately, his rings digging into my hoodie.

“ Why are you avoiding me?” He groaned angrily trying to look into my eyes but I refused looking at him.

“ Let me go.” I spat pry my arm away with no relief. It only made him even more mad. With his strength he pulled me up close, forcing me to look at him, both of his hands around my upper arms. I squealed as his sudden movement startled me.

“ Look at me.” He mumbled annoyed, I easily fell for his command, their i was looking into his dark eyes, the force and touch was enough for my body which had craved him for a while.

“ What the fuck is wrong-”

“ What the fuck is wrong? You want to know? Now? Go. to. Hell.” I snarled in his face, and began attempting to squirm away from him. My blood boiled, face flushed. While sweet pea felt hurt and insulted, and furious.

He shook me in anger, “ Y/N if you don’t tell me know-”

“ LET ME GO. YOU DON’T WANT ME I DON’T EITHER, ITS OVER!” I screamed in his face slapping his chest, those words gave him enough to let you go, he stood frozen with a frown on his face. I huffed rubbing my arms, and glanced at him. It was enough to make my anger disappear.

“ What?” He croaked, I fidgeted with my fingers and convinced myself to repeat myself to keep my ground. I deserved better right? But I missed him, I wanted him to hold me again. To kiss me. I couldn’t deal with this.

“ Pea I-” I started but when I saw his sad eyes and just seeing him, it made me feel like I had it all, my world was pea. Soft sobs came from me as I watched him process. “ I missed you- I NEEDED YOU, I WANTED MY BOYFRIEND!” I accused voice cracking fingers deep into his chest in frustration. His expression said everything, guilt.

“ So you can’t ask me don’t you dare ask me what is wrong with me, because-” I wiped my eyes, my vision became blurry by the minute. “ I never see you, I never can touch you anymore, how can I love someone who isn’t their?” This was the first time I saw Pea cry. It was breathtaking to say the least. His hands going through his hair trying to hide his face from me.

“ I’m sorry… shit I knew it… I fucking knew it, I was going to fuck this up!” He cried punching the lockers next to me in fury, making me flinch and sob, I wanted to hold him tell him to forget everything. I wanted to forgive him. But it hurt to much to forget.

Pea dropped to his knees and hugged my legs, crying he begged, “ Please… I’m sorry I fucked up…. I love you don’t leave me, your the best thing that happened to me.” I held in my tears and touched his head on last time.

“ I’m sorry.” I whispered as I unwrapped his arms from me, and walked away from a crying Pea.

It had been officially a week since I broke up with Pea, and it felt like forever. Toni had stopped by everyday to make sure I was okay. Also to convince me to rethink my decision on ending it with Pea. She had advised me that breaking up with Cheryl only made her realized how much she actually needed and loved her, and she said the makeup sex was amazing. Which made me laugh of course.

Pea wasn’t doing so well, he had completely shut down on everyone. Blamed jughead and the serpents for his misery, but of course FP sat with him told him the real reasons why. It somewhat helped but still it was hard to sleep and eat. He drank a lot and mostly alone in his room zoning out. Fangs apparently is tired of hearing his friend cry at night when he thinks he’s asleep.

Deep down I was doing horrible too but you kept yourself busy. I caught up on reading and studying, shopping by myself. I decided to return the lingerie that I bought but it was still painful to even open the nice bag it came in.

“ Please take him back.” Toni pleaded as she was ready to leave. I looked up at her, actually pondering. She hugged me before opening the door, “ Just think about it.” with that she was gone. I slumped into my couch, watching as the sun set through the screen door. I decided to put on a movie to keep my mind focused on the movie and nothing else. It seemed like the universe was sending sign in the weirdest way, having to pick a movie right after a break up - worst decision. I went with the notebook. Halfway through the movie I heard knocking at the door. I paused it to get to the peephole.

“ Y/N!” Sweet pea pounded on the door. I gasped as I felt the door shake. Was he drunk? Was he here to yell at me? So many thoughts ran as I stared at the only thing keeping us apart.

“ Open up please!” He begged with a tremble in his voice, it sent a pain in my heart. Maybe Toni was right. I needed Pea, just as much as I needed him. “ baby.” He whimpered against the door. I set my forehead on the door eyes closed, deep down I prayed he would leave so I didn’t feel this guilt. He sounded vulnerable and broken, and I couldn’t take it.

“ I miss you… I still love you.” He sobbed as he kept knocking on my door. The stains on my cheeks said it all, I love him and god he seems so distraught from my actions. Suddenly the knocking was over and the presence on the other side seemed nonexistent. My breath was stuck in my throat as I realized, he left.

My hands instantly whipped open my door and their he was sitting on the ground where it seemed he was leaning against my door. My hands flew to my mouth in order to control myself. My heart beat increasing by the second.

Pea was on his feet instantly staring at his tired and emotional ex-girlfriend. All of a sudden he couldn’t speak. His thoughts running to fast for him to comprehend or say. His breathing heavy and panting.

I saw the dark under eyes ,and sickly pale skin in his use to be tan skin, his knuckles scarred in scabs from punching in a rage. Hair sticking to his forehead and his puffy eyes looking for any sign of forgiveness.

“ I-” He started to say eyes slightly squinted, my hand dropped down and looked pea dead in the eyes, filled with love and want.

“ I made a mistake.” I whimpered softly, his eyes went wide. “ I love you and it’s killing me Pea. Please don’t ever leave me.” I confessed as I yanked pea’s frozen body towards the entrance of the house. Our bodies inches away. Breath hitting each other’s face as we stared at each other. Admiring our flaws which seemed like a piece of art they could watch all day everyday.

“ Forgive me.” He breathed hands inching its way up my arms slowly leaving a trail of goosebumps, and up to cup my cheek. My eyes closed and leaned into his touch, I needed this for so long, his touch and love. “ Love me like you used to love me.” I sighed.

Pea’s heart broke as he heard her say those words. He was so selfish for letting this get so out of hand. He loved her so much yet he ignored the fact that love was also shown in intimacy and affection.

“ I promise I will do better I will-” My mouth immediately on his, a whimper escaping me as I felt the similar taste of him, the taste I've been craving since the day he became distant. Our bodies constantly colliding, my hands deep into his hair taking in the feeling of dried up gel under my nails and finger pads. Pea’s hands wrapped around my torso like I would disappear any moment and he wanted to make sure I wouldn’t go anywhere. The thought popped into your head ‘ You should take control since I mean you did get your heart broken’. It was risky but I knew it was needed. My hands moved down to unwrap his hands from me, which Pea groaned about into the heated make-out session. Grabbing both his wrist in each hand and placing them against the wall behind him. It shook Pea to the core that he broke the kiss.

“ What-” He started eye wide, lips bright red from the assault.

“ My rules tonight.” I whispered before giggling and running upstairs to my room waiting to hear the patter of Sweet Pea’s steps.

our embrace once again colliding as his strong arms wrapped around me and unwrapped in anticipation to rip my clothes off. My eyes closed in bliss as I felt his aggression through his movements. His lips like honey on my neck, making me moan and groan, fingers prying instantly at his jacket and shirt. I pushed him off and straight towards the bed were he plopped down with a huff. I quickly crawled over him pinning his hands above him.

He groaned loudly in annoyance, ”baby!” with the unknown courage hidden in me I spoke in a seductive voice.

” you heard me, I'm in control, ” I tsked going to the drawer and pulling out the handcuffs he got me, he used them in me once but I think it's his turn to try them out. He whined as I clipped them around his wrists, and to the dashboard.

My eyes looking deep into his as I crawled down hands slipping my shirt off to show my bare chest, pulling the loose sweatpants off leaving me sitting right above his jean covered erection. The cuffs clanked as he groaned and hissed at the teasing.

“ I swear to god.” He huffs out somewhat out of breath already. I smirked softly enjoy his embarrassed and frustrated state. Wiggling my hips against earning a whine just to rile him up more. Deep down I needed this, badly. Suddenly the burning feeling in my thong was enough to have my lips and tongue on his and hands fondling with his belt to liberate him.

” please. I will do anything.” he grunted almost in pleasurable pain as my palm dragged up against his member.

” anything ” I mumbled against his lips, his face shook as if to say yes. I yanked down the remaining clothing and let my hand around him earning a sigh and growl.

” But you don't deserve it.” I whispered then something in him clicked into beast mode because his hands yanked and clanked his hips rutting upwards looking for any friction. I sat upward hands on his heaving chest watching in disbelief, who knew I would have the baddest boy of riverdale wrapped around my finger begging for me?

” beg.”

”never!” he spat in anger, my hand inched its way to my thong and straight to where I craved it.

” what are you doing…” he trailed off eyes wide.

” well since you’re tied up, not willing to follow the rules I got to take matters into my own hands.”

My eyes closing as my fingers rubbed the right place whimpers and cries pouring out leaving Pea in a horrible state.

” OKAY OKAY PLEASE PLEASE LET ME FUCK YOU, BABY, PLEASE.” he cried out once again his hips buckled. Our mouths once again together and letting my hand guiding him in me as I pushed aside my red thong. His hips instantly shoved up sending an electrical wave through me almost knocking me out.

” oh, my PEA!” I cried out fingers scratching his chest as his face scrunched in concentration as he thrusted upwards. I went ahead and clicked the latch that kept the cuffs locked sending Pea in a frenzy. He threw the cuffs somewhere and wrapped his arms around me his upper body meeting mine our lips clashing as I wrapping my legs around his back hitting the spot instantly deep in me. I gasped against him as my hips met his.

“ PEA fuck fuck, harder please.” I cried in pleaser, his hot breath against my neck.

“ now look who’s begging.” He chuckled darkly his hand wrapping around my hair yanking it back softly leaving more access to my neck. “ shit baby I can’t believe I left you so lonely, god I forgot how this felt.”

“ shut up and fuck me!” I groaned, he hastily switched our position, my back on the mattress and the pillows around me.

” I'm so close please ahh” I cried out fisting the sheets as Pea began his quick and bruising pace.

“ Pea touch me.” I guided his hand to bundle of nerves that pleaded to be touched by someone beside myself.

God Pea loved seeing you guide him to touch your most sensitive area, the way you’re face scrunched up in pleasure his name falling out of your lips in a prayer. His thumb quick to flick and rub you right.

Your back arching and a scream erupting followed by the pumping feeling of your walls around Pea signaled him you were so close.

“ Fuck baby, cmon.”

“ I’m- oh my mmmm” incoherencies left my lips as my legs twitched, hands fisting till my knuckles turned white, and eyes closed shut. A load loan left Sweet Pea as he buried his face in my neck.

I laid their trying to catch my breath. My eyes finally opening to see Pea still in me. It almost didn’t feel real. That he was here.

“ I missed you so much.” I whimpered as silent tears fell, instantly getting Pea’s attention, his tender hands around my face.

“ Aw baby don’t cry, I’m so sorry, I never meant to hurt you. I love you.” His brown dopey eyes comforting me. I nodded in agreement and held him close.

“ you know we need to do that more often you are crazy hot when you’re in charge.” He mumbled against my hair.

I laughed in amusement,” You just do that to me.”

“ Yeah you fucking tease.” He sassed back.

#sweet pea smut #riverdale smut #sweet pea #riverdale #toni topaz #southside serpents

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NDY AU (2)

*A lot of people wanted me to continue the AU I wrote a while ago so here is a short mini-fic full of fluff while I’m working on the new main story.*

Pairing: Reader x Peter Pan

Warnings: language

*Months Earlier*

I don’t think it was a secret that my life in Storybrooke was pretty miserable. Okay, maybe miserable was too strong a word. It was more boring than anything. Monotonous and routine and insufferably predictable. I think there was a phrase that summed it up perfectly: Familiarity breeds contempt.

Everyday was the same. Wake up, go to school, babysitting all afternoon, go home, do homework, go to bed. Each and every day. I didn’t even get a weekend break because that’s what everyone else did. They were off having fun while I watched their kids.

At some point I finally broke. My alarm clock went off and I decided that I was done. I stayed in bed and kept sleeping. When my mom came up to see why I wasn’t up I told her I was sick. Trusting as she was she decided I was telling the truth and left me to my own devices while dad and her went to work. I heard their cars pull out of the garage and then I got up.

It was stupid. I shouldn’t be skipping school. Not like there is a lot to do around this town in the first place but I needed one day off. One day away from my life of repetition. I threw on a inconspicuous hoodie and was out the door.

I meandered around town dodging the gaze of everyone I passed. I was so nervous about skipping school I thought that if someone saw me out and about they would drag me back and I’d get detention for sure. I decided to take a walk through the woods. I had always felt more at home in the wilderness. Something about the neverending trees and chatter of birds put me at ease.

After a good hour of hiking and getting further away from the trail I heard something out of place this deep in the woods. Music. Not loud blaring music coming from a stereo but something softer. It drifted across the air like a lullaby hushing the birds and stilling the trees.

I walked towards the source curious and found an unzipped backpack. Inside was a bunch of notebooks and an overflowing pencil case. Next to it was a phone with music coming out of its speaker. Fairy Dance? Interesting.

“Didn’t your mommy teach you not to snoop.” A voice from above made me jump. I dropped the phone back to the ground.

There was a boy in the tree above me. He dropped down with a glare. He was kinda cute in a bad boy, scruffy, wrong side of the tracks kinda way. It was his eyes that kept me staring though. They were the most beautiful shade of green.

He picked up the phone and stopped the song before stuffing it back in his pocket. “What are you doing out here.”

I snapped back to my senses and looked away, “I was just taking a walk. I heard and the music and--I’m sorry.” I backed away ready to leave. “I’ll be going now.”

“Wait a second. Wait a second.” The boy grabbed me and turned me back around, “You’re cute.”

“Thanks?” I removed his hand from my arm and kept on walking. Still he followed.

“Do I know you?”

“Don’t think so.”

“You’re right. I would remember a face like yours.” he smirked, “What’s your name?”

“Why do you wanna know?”

“I’m a curious guy. I swear I’ve seen you before.”

“Probably at school. Which, shouldn’t you be there right now?” I don’t think this guy could be that much older than me. What was he doing skipping school?

“Nah. Don’t go to school much.” he shrugged. “Actually, if it is a school day, why aren’t you there?”

“I--I--” Crap!

“Don’t sweat it, pet,” he grinned wrapping an arm around my shoulders. “Teenage rebellion. It’s a good thing.”

“I’m not rebelling. I just needed a day off.” I shrugged him off once more, “Also, don’t call me pet.”

“Well if you told me your name I wouldn’t need nicknames.” he didn’t try to touch me again but still followed closely.

“Y/N. Happy?”

“Yes. My name’s Peter by the way. Since you didn’t ask.”

“Wasn’t interested.”

“So cold.”

“Only towards creeps like you.” I huffed.

“Hey, hey,” he ran in front of me stopping me, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“Really? Do you just not have any sense of personal space.”

“Truthfully? Always been a bit of a problem with me. Guess because I never got that much love growing up that I crave the gentle touch from others.” he winked and I gagged.

“And you wonder why I think you’re a creep. Although with that comment now I’m thinking you’re more of a pervert.” I shoved past him.

“Okay, seriously, I am sorry. I’m just being a dick.”

“Obviously.”

“Y/N,” he cut me off again, “Can we start over?”

“Why do you care? Leave me alone.”

“If you wish it,” he gave an exaggerated bow and stepped aside to let me pass. “I am sorry though. Don’t think badly of me.”

Those damned green puppy dog eyes. He was actually sorry, wasn’t he? “I forgive you. I’m really on edge with skipping school. It’s not something I’ve done before.”

“Clearly.” he straightened up, “If the lady would be so kind as to let a humble delinquent such as myself teach you the ways of a successful ditch day I would be honored.”

“Wow, you are so damn extra.”

“I try.” he winked, “What do you say?”

“Why not? Not like I have anything else to do.” I shrugged. I don’t know why but I felt like I could trust him. Not only to not be an asshole but to take me on a small town adventure.

He offered up his arm and I took a deep breath before accepting it. We kept on with our walk while Peter talked to me about things to do and how to avoid getting caught.

“What are you doing out here, anyway?” I asked after a while.

“Nothing. Relaxing. Keep away from the house.” he shrugged.

“And the notebooks in your bag?” At that I got a glare. “Sorry, I saw them in your bag. You write?”

“Sketch.” he grumbled.

“Can I see?”

A clap of thunder stopped him before he could answer. “Shit. Come on.” he tugged me along faster now.

Gotta love this Maine weather. We ran through the forest as rain came pouring down on us. I was drenched and freezing but I couldn’t help but smile. I let out a crazy little laugh and Peter looked back at me with a similar grin.

Ahead of us was a run down trailer. We ran inside out of the downpour laughing like idiots. For being an abandoned crappy trailer it wasn’t that bad inside. It was mostly clean and free of any wildlife.

“How’d you know this was here?” I asked as I stripped out of my soaked hoodie.

“Found it a couple months ago. Cleaned it up as best I could so I had a place to hang out in cases just like this.” He shook out the rain from his hair. His eyes raked over me. I crossed my arms over my chest suddenly aware of how much my t-shirt was clinging to me and what it may be showing.

“Here,” he handed me a dry hoodie from in the small closet. “You look cold.”

“Thank you.” I pulled it on relishing in the warmth. It smelled like forest.

“Looks like the rain won’t let up for a while. Unless you wanna brave the storm we’re gonna be stuck here until it passes.” he collapsed back on the couch.

“Joy.” I sat down next to him. “Got a way to pass the time?”

“There’s a chess set in one of the cabinets but half of the pieces are missing.”

“So nothing.” I slumped further in my seat.

“I got a book in here.” he rummaged in his bag and pulled out a copy of Lord of the Flies. “Don’t know if it’s your thing but it's a classic.”

“Gotta say I’m more a Jane Austen kinda girl myself but this’ll do for now.” I took the book, “Thanks.”

“No problem.” We sat in silence for a long while. The only noise being the patter of rain against the side of the trailer and the sound of Peter’s pencil scritching and scratching in his notebook. It was strangely comfortable. There was no need to fill the silence between us. We didn’t need to.

At some point the rain had stopped but I was so invested in my reading I hadn’t noticed. It wasn’t until Peter tapped me that I came back to myself. “Rain stopped.”

“Oh. I guess it did.” I looked around for something to mark the page with since I refused to be a degenerate and dog-ear it. Peter seeing my struggled ripped a piece from his notebook and handed it to me.

“You can keep it if you wanna finish it.” he told me as we left the trailer. “I’ve read it like five times already.”

“You like a story about feral children murdering one another that much?” I cocked an eyebrow up at him.

“Well when you say it like that I sound like a weirdo.”

“You are a weirdo.” I joked.

We walked back to town. School should be letting out about now so I didn’t need to worry about that anymore. Peter pulled me along as we stopped inside the pharmacy for snacks. I noticed him trying to sneak out chocolate bars and smacked him. “I have some cash on me. No need to shoplift sweets.”

We went up to the register and the man scanning the items kept glaring at Peter suspiciously. I would too if I had the right to believe this little shit was stealing inventory. We left and I let Peter take the lead as we wandered around town and talked.

“Alright, I got one,” I said in between bites of my candy, “Would you rather be locked in a room that is constantly dark for a week or a room that is constantly bright for a week?”

“Dark, no question.” he answered.

“Seriously? But you can’t see anything!”

“My eyes would adjust. Besides, the dark doesn’t scare me. Constant bright light would be so annoying though, especially when you’re trying to sleep.”

“Point. Your turn.”

“I got a good one,” he turned to me with that dumb smirk, “Would you rather go back home and pretend to be sick or keep being a rebel and grab dinner at Granny’s with me tonight?”

“Oh…” I felt my face grow warm, “I think--”

“Y/N?” I froze. Dad.

“Hey,” I turned to him, “What’s up?”

“I thought you were sick. Why aren’t you home?”

“Just taking a walk. Getting some fresh air.”

“Uh huh,” he glanced at Peter, “And who is this?”

“Peter...my friend.” I mumbled.

“Sure.” Dad grabbed my arm and pulled me away from Peter’s side. “You’re coming home right now. And you,” he rounded on Peter, “Don’t think I don’t know who you are. I’ve seen Graham dragging your ass into the sheriff’s station on a weekly basis. Stay away from my daughter.”

“Dad!”

“I believe that’s up to Y/N, sir.” Peter smirked wider. I swear I thought steam was going to come pouring out of dad’s ears at any second.

“I will not let my daughter ruin herself with something like you. Now beat it.” Without another word dad dragged me away.

I craned my neck to look back at Peter. He gave me a wink and continued on with his walk.

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#peter pan ouat #ouat peter pan #ouat #neverland #peter pan imagine #peter pan x reader

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