#yes i am talking about all your fake bad boys

[hs-is-loml]

You Know This. (cl16)

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x best friend!Reader

Summary: moments of charles and reader throughout the years that show they are so obviously meant for each other so carlos gives them a small push. (they are basically together but without the title...)

Warnings: mentions of Jules and Hervé so little angst but the majority is fluff! one kiss? lando swears. cute couple moments of two idiots UNEDITED

a/n: almost forgot how to write compared to the social media AUs i've been doing... hope you enjoy :)

all translations of french below

Chérie = darling

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19 years old

You stared out the window overlooking the streets of Baku until you heard a sigh from across the room.

“I’m so tired. Is it even worth going through this weekend?” Charles admitted as you looked over to him running his hands over his face while he took a seat on the edge of the hotel bed. “I don’t know if I’ll make it through.”

“No one will blame you if you don’t,” you said walking over to stand in front of him. 

“That’s what they all expect isn’t it?” 

“You’re doing more than enough just being here,” you brought your hands to his face and gently rubbed your thumb along his jaw. 

“I miss him, Y/n. How am I supposed to continue without him?” he whispered while he wrapped his arms around your frame and pulled you closer to lean his head against your stomach. 

You could tell that he had finally reached a breaking point from holding out on his own emotions as he helped everyone in the family with theirs. You knew that he was staying strong for Pascale and Arthur while Lorenzo was handling everything for Hervé’s funeral. When he asked you to accompany him for this race, you said yes without any doubts crossing your mind.   

You soon feel his shoulders shake as he lets out soft sobs. “You continue for him. Just like you have done for Jules, they’re going to watch your legacy grow together. One day you’ll be driving in that red car placing poles and winning races. You will make it through this,” you played with the hair at the nape of his neck as you reassured him.

You were aware that he had told Hervé a few weeks ago that he had signed with Ferrari already. In the past few years, it had always been the goal. Everyone understood how crucial it was for him to make that come true.

“You can’t be sure of that.”

“I know, but I believe in you. We all do. It’s only a matter of time.”

“What would I do without you?” he lifted up his head to look at you.

“Well, it’s a good thing I never plan on leaving you,” you leaned down to press a gentle kiss on the crown of his head. 

"I'll never let you go."

20 years old

You were talking with Andrea and Lorenzo near the Alfa Romeo motorhome while you all waited for Charles to finish with media day. “How do you think he’s doing with the news?” you anxiously looked around in the hope of seeing him heading your way. “The media has gone wild when the contact got out that he signed with Ferrari.”

“Probably basking in the attention,” Lorenzo laughed. “You know how long he’s waited for this.”

“That boy never fails to catch the camera either,” Andrea added while you covered your mouth with your hand trying to stifle your laugh when you realized that Charles was finally done for the day. 

Charles came to your side snaking an arm around your waist and teasingly poked you, “What are you three laughing about you?” 

“You,” all of you replied, causing him to gasp in fake annoyance. 

“I know ma chérie would never do such a thing,” he shook his head at the two men. “Enzo, look how bad of an influence you are.” Which was Andrea’s queue to quietly leave before he was targeted by the young driver too. He took Lorenzo along with him as the older brother gaped at the accusation. 

You both started to head to his driver’s room to gather his things before driving back to the hotel. “How was it?” you asked him while you took out his phone from your purse.

“A lot. It feels like it’s never ending and everyone keeps congratulating,” he smiled and reached out for the phone. 

“I’ve only heard of all the good things so far,” you tell him and hand the phone back to him. 

You had begun to look for your jacket, and it was almost as if he had read your mind, “It’s right here, I’ve got it.”

As you two walked out of the paddock, there were still crowds of fans and photographers lingering around the area hoping to catch a glimpse of one of the drivers. People started to whisper and squeal when they saw Charles place his hat on your head allowing you to shield your face from the now flashing cameras. 

“Who is she?”

“Aww, that’s so sweet!”

“They must be dating.” 

“Charles! Over here!”

“Can you sign this for me please!”

You listened to all the hollers from the crowd as you got into the car, “Wow.”

“You okay?” Charles softly asked and glanced at you before starting to drive back to the hotel.

“Were they always like that while you were in F2 and I’ve never noticed?” you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. 

“I’m not sure,” he chuckled at your reaction. 

21 years old

“He has one more corner!” you held onto Andrea’s arm anxiously looking at the screen.

“MERCEDES THREW EVERYTHING AT HIM TODAY… CHARLES LECLERC HAS COPED BRILLIANTLY!” you heard from the speakers.

“HE’S GOT IT!” one of the crew members screamed when they saw Charles shoot down to the line.

“HE WINS IN SPA, HE WINS IN MONZA! CHARLES LECLERC IS THE WINNER OF THE 2019 ITALIAN GRAND PRIX!” David Croft announced as Charles crossed the finish line. He had just won in Monza in front of the infamous Tifosi. 

You felt yourself get pushed to the front of the barrier as people started rushing to see the winner. The momentous scene couldn’t have been better. He had just ended the nine-year winless streak in Monza and scored his second consecutive race win. All you could hear in the hectic moment was the Ferrari crew chanting out in Italian for Charles. The crowds of fans roared out in cheers and the stands filled with raised Ferrari and Italian flags. 

You will never forget the moment he jumped down from on top of his car and made his way over to you. His hands found your sides as you held the sides of his helmet. “You did it,” your smile wide and eyes filled with tears as you focused on him. 

“For them,” he told you tenderly.

“For them,” you repeated and placed a kiss right where you thought the corner of his mouth would have been. The crew reached over to congratulate him, and the cameras were pointed directly at him wanting to capture the moment. 

The podium ceremony was scintillating. The crew, media, and Tifosi all packed in to see their winner. Andrea knew to keep you close to the front knowing that Charles would want to see you more than anyone else. It wasn’t only you looking up at him in admiration though it seemed like the world stopped for a moment when he blew a kiss back down to you from the podium.

Your cheeks flushed from the action and beamed as you met his eyes, “I love you,” you mouthed to him hoping he could read your lips from the stand. 

“I love you,” he replied back.  

22 years old

With COVID delaying the F1 season and everyone having to quarantine. You and Charles had decided to move in together into his apartment to keep each other company. It wasn’t hard to fall into a routine for you two. 

“Y/n! Can you bring me water please?” you heard a yell from Charles’ gaming room.

You got up from the couch and set aside your book heading into the kitchen. Decided to bring him a small pack of crackers as well along with the water since he had been on stream for a while. You brought the plate to him which he thanked you for and gave your hand three small squeezes. 

The simple interaction caused the chat to make tons of new comments flow through regarding you. Over the past few years, you found yourself more comfortable with your life in front of the camera because of his career, and it makes you look back to the times of Charles’ first year in F1. You could now give a small wave to the camera before you planned to head back out to the door.

“That’s not fair,” you heard Lando complain from the screen, causing you to halt in your footsteps to listen closely. “You have Y/n to bring you stuff, and you don’t even need to stop the game.”

“Lando’s just jealous he doesn’t have anybody,” George snickered.

“Damn right, I am,” Lando huffed out. “I want a Y/n.”

Charles noticed you silently laughing and he motioned for you to come back over wanting to tease Lando a bit more. He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you in closer to be in the frame, “Too bad there’s only one of her.”

Lando started muttering about how it was not his fault that he was alone during these times all while you shook your head at their antics. Alex and George continued the jokes creating a newfound argument that moved the topic away from you and Charles. “What do you want for dinner?” you questioned him softly not wanting to disrupt the chaotic banter from the others.

“Will you make carbonara?”

“DID YOU HEAR THAT??” Lando pointed to the screen baffled. “SHE EVEN COOKS DINNER FOR HIM! WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN? Y/N, WILL YOU COOK FOR ME NEXT TIME?”

“Sure, Lando. Once quarantine ends we can plan something out,” you replied with a sweet smile towards the camera.

“YES!” he cheered out at your response.

“Once we get back to racing, will you bring your cookies again?” George asked excitedly.

“Or the muffins!” Alex added on. 

“I’ll go and bring them if you bring Lily, Alex!” you answered them.

24 years old

You told Charles earlier in the week telling him that you couldn’t make it to the Bahrain Grand Prix due to work. Really you just wanted to surprise him, and you had been in contact with Carlos planning it out.

“I think he is getting suspicious of me,” Carlos told you over the phone as you got your bags together waiting for Carlos’ cousin to come and get you from the airport.

“Well, I’ve only sent him short messages for the past few days and maybe ignored a couple of his calls because I can’t keep lying to him…” you explained which caused the man on the other side of the phone to snicker at your dispense. 

“I swear you want him to kill me, Y/n. Once he finds out.”

“Find out what? Who are you talking to all the time, mate?” you listened to Charles continuously question Carlos.

"No one!" Carlos quipped.

"Is that Y/n?" Charles asked him.

"No, it's my sister..."

“Good luck!” you hung up the call quickly and got into the car with Carlos Oñoro.

“Charles found out?” he started heading to the hotel that the Ferrari team was staying at. 

“Hopefully not yet, but Carlos was talking about how he’s on to him already.”

A notification went off on your phone and you saw it was a text message from Carlos.

You opened your messages with Charles and came up with something quick to text him about.

at the circuit 

“Hermosa! You made it!” Carlos exclaimed when he saw you walking towards the group of the drivers that just got out of the media pen. "I swear he was going to choke me earlier."

You laughed at his remark and went over to his side to whisper to him, “He doesn’t know I’m here yet, right?”

He tugged you a bit closer and kept his hand on your upper back. He spoke into your ear in a hushed tone while carefully looking around, “Not a clue, but you remember what I said over text? You say he’s not your boyfriend yet, so let’s mess with him just a little. It’ll prove something to you.”

“Prove what-” 

You were cut off by Lando as he finally took notice of your presence, “Y/n! Tell me you brought them!”

“Yes, Lando,” you smiled, taking a small packaged bag of cookies out of your bag before you could even hand them to him. He had snatched it and already begun opening the bag. “Yours are back at the hotel,” you told Carlos who was trying to take one from Lando.

“GIVE ME ONE!” George yelled at Lando who took his chance and ran off with his cookies. 

“NO!” causing George to chase after the Mclaren driver. 

Another group of drivers came over as they had just finished with their interviews. You saw Charles talking with Sebastian but he didn’t see you yet. “Sweetheart! A pleasant surprise, Charles was just talking about how you couldn’t make it,” Sebastian said with a smile as he walked past you with Fernando. 

“Hello, Sebastian,” you smiled back and felt a breath near your ear. 

“How long do you think it will take him to drag you away?” Carlos said in a low voice.

“He wouldn’t,” you mutter back.

“Oh, yes he would. Good luck with him,” Carlos grinned as Charles had stormed over to you two and grabbed a hold of your wrist.

“Charlie!” you yelped as you tried to keep up with his pace towards the Ferrari’s motorhome and into his driver’s room. 

He shut the door behind him, “So you can text Carlos but not me?”

"What are you talking about?" you acted confused."

"I know you were on call with Carlos earlier. But you couldn't even answer mine this morning?"

“It was supposed to be a surprise, Charles,” you huffed out.

“What a surprise that you and Carlos are together now?” he scoffed at the mere thought.

You began to laugh aloud which caused him to frustrate even further, “E-ex-cuse me?” you said through your laughter.

“This is not funny, Y/n.”

“Charles, it’s funny you think that I would even do anything with Carlos in the first place,” you pointed out to him while setting your bag down on a chair. 

You heard his footsteps come closer to you until you felt him press against your back, “Are you not?”

You turned around to face him and took his face in your hands, “Of course not.”

“Good,” he placed his hands on your waist rubbing up and down your sides.

“And why is that?” you raised your eyebrow at him.

“Y-you kno-o-ow b-b-because you’r-re…” he trailed off a stuttering mess caught off guard by your question.

You stroke his jaw with your thumbs and brought his face closer to yours, “Charles, I’m yours. You know this.”

He leaned down and closed the gap between your lips in a long-awaited kiss. He kissed you gently as if he were testing the waters. You smiled against his lips and moved to wrap your arms around his neck as his hands moved to your hips. You moved forward slightly to lean more into him and he let out a groan against your mouth. He stilled in the kiss, keeping your hips in place from moving further. 

“No more surprises, okay?" he said as you separated.

"Okay, but no more jumping to conclusions either."

"You are going to give me gray hairs early, Chérie," he exasperated.

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[nycbaby21]

7/11 Slurpees

prompt: where Jamie comforts you when you overhear Trevor says he would never date you

word count: 3,535

“Are you ready for tonight Z,” Mason asked as they were filing out of the locker room after practice. The older boy let out a huff and shook his head. “I mean yes and no,” he says throwing his bag in the back of the Bronco. “What do you mean yes and no? I thought you were pumped for your friends to come out with us this weekend,” Jamie said looking at his roommate confused.

“I am really excited. It’s just Jack called me this morning saying that Y/n’s plans changed and she is able to come today with all of them and not tomorrow like we planned,” Trevor said pulling out of the parking lot and heading to his and Jamie’s house. “Okay, so what she is coming a day early? What is the big deal about coming one day early,” Mason asked from the back seat. “Yeah, she sounds super cool,” Jamie said recalling all the stories he had heard of the girl.

“She is fucking amazing, like literally the coolest girl I know,” Trevor responded with a sigh. “Okay, I am so lost. You are upset she is coming early, but she is amazing,” Mason was beyond confused. “No, it’s just, okay so she is literally the sweetest person ever. Like I’m talking you think she is faking it but it is all true. I love her beyond words, it’s just she has always had a thing for me,” he responds pulling up to the house and seeing a rental car full of his friends. “And it has never bothered me. I mean I think the attention and all that but wherever we go people think we are together. I mean you have no idea how many girls I have missed out on because of her,” he groaned putting the car in park and taking a deep breath.

“You are a fucking idiot,” Jamie says laughing at him and jumping out of the vehicle. “You must be talking about Trevor,” Cole joked from his spot leaning against the car. “Ha ha ha, hilarious,” Z mocks and embraces his friend. “Why is he an idiot this time,” Jack asks jumping in on the joke and hugging his friend. “Y/n,” both Mason and Jamie respond, making the other two guys nod their heads. “Oh god, here we go again,” Cole says grabbing his bag and following Jamie up the driveway to the house. 

“Let me guess, he is complaining about how she is in love with him and his life is just so hard. I mean the torture of having a cool, kind, and pretty girl being into. Can you even imagine,” Jack responded with an eye roll. “Seriously Z, I wish she had chosen me over you,” Cole said plopping down on the couch. “If you want her so bad do something about it. It would help me out. Because I am telling you, nothing is gonna stop me from closing the deal tonight with Brittney,” the New York native says walking into the living room and opening his bottle of water.

“Brittney,” Cole and Jack ask looking at each other. “She is this bartender at the place we are going tonight. Trevor has been trying to get with her for like three or four weeks,” Jamie explains finding his spot on the end of the couch near Cole. “She is just playing the long game, she wants me,” Z says sitting down and starting up Mario Cart. “No she doesn’t Z,” Mason says flipping through to find his character. “Dude she flirts with me every time we go,” he rolls his eyes. “That’s her job dude. She gets more tips that way,” Jamie responded scrolling through his phone while the other four played a round.

“You guys will see later, or should I say hear later when I bring her home tonight,” Trevor says being cocky. Before any of the guys can chirp him the front door opening halts the conversation. “Who are you bringing home tonight,” Alex asked walking into the room first dropping his luggage on the floor near the door. “Brittney,” the other four respond. “I don’t even wanna know honestly. I am too tired to get into this,” he says walking towards the couch and looking for a spot to sit.

“Here you go dude,” Jamie says hopping up and giving the Kings player his seat. “No man, it’s your house,” he tries to argue but Jamie has already moved to sit on the oversized chair next to the couch. “It’s no big deal,” Jamie smiled at the older boy. The sound of my footsteps got everyone’s attention.

“Y/n,” Cole screams jumping up and pulling me into a tight hug. “Hey Coley,” I laugh into his chest and sway us a little. “Okay enough. My turn,” Jack says ripping Cole’s arms off of me and wrapping me up in his arms. “I missed you too Jacky,” I smile slipping my arm around his waist as he pulls away and stands next to me. “Also, Alex you have no reason to be tired. I drove here and you sleep the whole way,” I laugh kicking his legs that were propped up on the table. “Brat,” he snickers. “Princess,” I joke back and he laughs. “And don’t you forget it,” he responds with a wink.

“Hey Z,” I smile looking over at the boy who I had crushed on all of those years ago. “Y/n/n,” he smiled and stood up giving me a hug and a pat on the head. I laugh up at him and he flashes me his toothy grin. “Anyway, guys this is Y/n. Y/n this is Mason and Jamie,” he says moving away and back to his spot on the couch. “It’s really nice to meet you guys,” I smile at the two Candian boys.

Mason smiled and shook my hand and Jamie sat there. Cole nudged him and laughed as Jamie snapped out of his trance and turned red. “Hi Jamie,” I say moving to the empty spot on the couch in between Jack and Trevor. “Hi,” he says back smiling. I lean back and feel Jack wrap his arm around me and pull me closer. “Miss me J,” I laugh teasing the boy. “Yes. You should just quit school and move to Jersey so I can see you more,” he says smiling down at me.

“You know I can’t quit school. Some of us aren’t freakishly amazing at sports and go pro. Some of us have to go the boring route,” I say with a pout joking. “Yeah leave her alone Hughesy. She is like what a year out from graduating? You know what that is right,” Alex jokes earning a pillow thrown at him. “Fuck off,” he responds flipping Alex off. “Boys,” I say looking between the two. “Oh, you two are in trouble. Get em’ mama,” Cole says and I laugh at the nickname. I roll my eyes wondering how this weekend is gonna go.

Hours later when the seven of us got motivated we started getting ready for tonight. “So you live in Vancouver,” Mason asked me from the couch behind me. He had finished getting ready first and waited downstairs. I didn’t feel like fighting for the mirror in any of the bathrooms so I used my traveling one to do my makeup down here. “Yeah, I do. I go to school there,” I smile at him through the mirror. “Yeah our girl is gonna be a doctor,” Trevor says walking into the room with Cole. The two finally look my way as I am standing up putting the last of my makeup away. “

“Holy shit,” I hear mumbled under someone’s breath. “Why are you looking at me like that,” I say glancing back at the mirror trying to figure out what was wrong. “No no no. Nothing is wrong,” Cole rushes to say, trying to stop my worry. “Then what is it,” I say raising an eyebrow and crossing my arms over my chest. “Damn Y/n, you look hot,” Jack says walking into the door with Jamie and Alex. My cheeks turn bright red at the compliment.

I was wearing a see-through long-sleeved black top with a black bralette under it. A pair of high-waisted light-wash jeans and my Converse. “You guys ready to go,” I ask trying to get the attention off of me. We all split up between two cars and headed to the club Trevor had picked for the night. Alex, Jamie, and I all loaded up into my car while Cole, Trevor, Mason, and Jack got into the Bronco. “So can I ask you a question,” Jamie asked from the front seat, where I insisted he sat. “Yeah what’s up,” I ask from the middle seat of the back of the car.

“You and Trevor,” he started and then stopped trying to find his words. Alex and I laughed and knew exactly what he was talking about. “When we all first met I had a thing for Trevor. It lasted a couple of years and honestly was pretty sad,” I say wincing at how I used to act like a puppy following him around. “It was not sad Y/n/n,” Alex says looking back at me. “He never once gave me a reason to think he had feelings back so I just settled on being his friend,” I say getting out of the car when Jamie opens the door. “Thanks,” I say smiling at him.

“Y/n has the biggest heart of anyone I know. She loves big and puts everyone else above her. She finally got it through her hard head that she deserved someone who actually had feelings for her, instead of Z only fucking around when he didn’t have any other girl to flirt with,” Alex says and I lean over and hug him. As I go to move back I stumble on a rock and lose my balance. Jamie’s arms reach out and grab my waist keeping me upright. I grab his arm and laugh at how clumsy I am.

“You two look awfully cozy,” Cole jokes as they walk up to us. “Jealous,” I joke sticking my tongue out at him. “Always,” he goes along with it and sticks out his arm waiting for me to slip my arm through. I shake my head and thank Jamie before joining Cole. The two of us lead the group into the club towards the line to get in. After about ten minutes we finally get in and scout the place out for a table big enough for all of us. 

“You guys find a table. I am going to find Brittney,” Trevor yells over the loud music. After finally finding a spot everyone gets settled. “I’ll be right back,” I say into Jack’s ear standing up. He raises his eyebrows at me questioning where I thought I was going. “I am going to the bathroom J. I’ll be right back, and plus you can see me the whole way there and back,” I laugh at his overprotectiveness. “I’m watching you,” he says and I smile turning and heading away from the table. 

Leaving the bathroom I see Trevor at the bar and head over to get a drink. He is talking to some blonde girl behind the bar. I try to make my way to the bar but it is so crowded. I see a small spot next to Z and slip into it. I was super close to him but that wasn’t even the closest we had ever been. “Hey Z,” I smile and his head snaps my way. “What the hell are you doing here,” he whisper shouts in my ear. I pull back confused and look to see if he is joking. I quickly realize that he isn’t.

Before I can even ask what the hell his problem is I hear the voice of the pretty blonde. “Oh my god Trevor. You didn’t tell me you had a girlfriend. She is so pretty,” she smiles across at me and I try and send her a genuine smile back. He steps away from me, bumping into the guys behind him. “Oh god no. She isn't my girlfriend,” he laughs trying to get the attention back of the blonde on him. She isn’t giving him any looking over at me with pity. The way he said the sentence was probably meant in a joking way but his laugh hurt me more than he knew.

I walk away as he is still saying how there is no way he would date me and I rush back to the table. All the negative comments from my past came flooding back. From ex-boyfriends, bullies, and haters online. I finally stumble back to the table. Jamie is the only one sitting there when I finally make my way back. “Hey so everyone went to dance or whatever but I got you this drink and didn’t want to leave it-” Jamie said and then stopped when he looked up and saw my face. He opened his mouth to say something and I shook my head,” I just wanna go home,” I said with teary eyes and a pouty lip.

He nodded and moved to stand and wanted to move toward him and hug him but my confidence was on the floor so I stopped. He noticed this and pulled me forward and wrapped his arms around me. I had only met Jamie hours ago but he was one of the most comforting people I had ever been around. I just felt safe with him. I sniffled into the collar of his shirt and his arm was on my waist keeping me in his embrace, and his other hand was in my hair holding my head. “Okay, I am gonna go tell Trevor-” he starts but I jerk my head up and look up into his blue eyes. “Please don’t,” I say with a wobbly voice.

He flashes me a confused look but nods and looks around the club finally seeing Mason over the crowd. “C’mon, we can go tell the other guys and go back okay? I’m not leaving you over here crying,” his voice is stern but also soft. He maneuvers us through the club and we finally meet up with the rest of our group. Seeing me upset and crying the guys all jump into action throwing questions at me every which way. I shake my head and they all give me a second to breathe.

“Come here mama,” Cole says opening his arms. I unwrap myself from Jamie and let Cole hold me. The others try and get an answer out of Jamie but he doesn’t know anything. “Let me go pay my tab and I’ll take you back okay,” Cole says into my hair and I shake my head. “I’m okay Coley. I swear. Plus I don’t want to ruin your night,” I sniffle pulling back from him. He goes to protest but the arrival of a pretty redhead halts the conversation. 

“Hi. Uhm I don’t mean to interrupt but I was wondering if you wanted to dance,” she asked looking towards Cole and then me. I could see her starting to freak out thinking we were together but I quickly spoke up. “He would love to,” I say pushing him towards her. “You sure you are gonna be okay,” he asks looking back at me. “Of course I am. Now go dance before she changes her mind,” I laugh and the girl pulls me out on the dance floor.

“Jamie is gonna take me back to the house,” I say giving the guys hugs. When I got to Mason I gave him a quick one and he smiled,” I may not have known you as long as these guys, but say the word, and whoever it was is done for.” I laughed and thanked him before stepping back and looking up at Jamie. “You ready,” he asks and I nod. He wraps his arm around my waist and slips a finger through my belt loop keeping me close to his side. We make it back to my car and I stop. “Hey they can ride back with Z,” Jamie says opening the passenger door for me.

I nod and get into the car. He rounds the front of my car and slips into the driver's seat. He doesn’t push or try and force me to talk. He turns on the radio a little and starts to drive. “You mind if we make a quick stop,” he asks looking over at me when we hit a red light. “Sure,” I say smiling when he gets excited. He pulls into a 7/11 and looks over at me. I quirk my eyebrow at him and he jumps out of the car. He opens my door and puts his hand out for me to grab. “C’mon. Trust me,” he smiles and leads us into the gas station. We stop in front of the slurpees and he grabs two cups.

“Whenever I was sad growing up,” he starts filling up his cup with the cherry flavor,” my mom would bring me to the 7/11 down the road from our house.” I smiled at how incredibly sweet he was. “It always made me feel better when I was a kid, so I was hoping it would help you.” I leaned up and kissed his cheek. “Thank you, Jamie. This is the sweetest anyone has done for me in a while,” I say taking the cups from him and filling it up with the blue slurpee. “Solid choice,” he laughs paying for the both of them. I protest but it falls on deaf ears.

We get back to the car and just sit and drink our cold treats. “Thank you,” I say looking over at him. He raises his eyebrows and tilts his head a little bit. He looks like a cute puppy when he does that. “Why are you thanking me,” he asked setting his drink down. “You didn’t force me to talk about it. You are just a really good guy, Jamie,” I say looking into his eyes. “Z is an idiot,” he says looking over at me. “Who said Trevor is the one who made me cry,” I ask.

“I heard the conversation earlier. I was getting you a drink and heard him laugh and got pissed off at him. So I walked away and back to the table, then you came back,” he says reaching over and grabbing my hand. I looked down at his lips and then back up to his eyes. I started to lean in just a little and he got the clue and went to close the distance. His phone ringing ruined our moment. It was Mason calling him. “What Mase,” he asked with an attitude. I couldn’t help but laugh at him. “Oh hey Z,” he says looking over at me.

“Yeah, we’re cool. We made a quick stop but we are on our way. Yeah okay man,” he says shortly and hangs up. “They are all back at the house wondering how they beat us,” he laughs. I smile over at him and he starts the car. When we pull out onto the highway I reach over and put my hand over his on the console. He laces our fingers and moves his thumb along my hand

“Well would you look what the cat drug in,” I hear Jack say as we walk through the door. “You guys left like twenty minutes before us,” Alex says waiting for an explanation. I hold up my drink and he whines. “No fair. If I had known that you guys were stopping I would have gone with you,” he pouts. I laugh and give him the rest of my drink. “Also you guys missed Trev completely striking out with the bartender,” Cole laughs and Z walks into the room.

He looks over and sees Jamie and me sitting on the end of the couch together and looks confused. “I didn’t strike out,” he grumbled sitting next to me. “Oh yeah, he did, crashed and burned,” Jack laughed. “Get this she had a boyfriend and was just flirting for tips like we said,” Mason added. “That’s okay who needs her when I already have my best girl,” he says poking my side waiting on me to fall at his feet. “I don’t know Z. From where I am sitting she kinda looks like Jimmy’s best girl,” Mason smirked and wiggled his eyebrows.

Trevor looked between the two of us and waited for one of us to say something. I looked over at Jamie who smiled down at me and bumped my shoulder. I shook my head and laughed. We turned on a movie and slowly I started to drift off and cuddled into Jamie’s side. “Hey Jame? Can you promise me one thing,” Trevor says getting up and looking down at us. “What’s the promise,” Jamie asked. “Appreciate her better than I did,” he said smiling at the two of us.

#nycbaby21works #nhl imagine #anaheim ducks #jamie drysdale #jamie drysdale imagine

[babygirl-riley]

Could we have an alternative version of part 2 to lies? I crave pure angst, maybe reader doesn’t forgive him?

Lies Pt 2 Alternative Ending

You started to pack your things as Simon came home.

A/N: Oh yeah, I love the angst as well. Hehehe evil idea 😈 We love the angstttt! But here it is anon, hope it fulfills its expectation.

“I think I seen this film before and I didn’t like the ending.”

Warnings: angst, literally PURE fucking depression, not a happy ending, trauma, childhood trauma

simon x reader guide

simon x reader fluff/angst list

happy ending

You were packing. You couldn’t be in this god forsaken area anymore. You couldn’t look without seeing him. Seeing his face everywhere. Seeing your team. You were done. Done with everything. Your eyes burning with tears and your heart burning with anger. That was the first thing you did once opening this apartment door.

Simon knew what was coming next, he knew once you left the room. Price let him go in hopes everything would be fixed. Instead he came home with shit all over and you pacing. “Let’s talk please.” He begged watching you grab belongings.

You didn’t say anything as you pulled bags and cases, stuffing them. You couldn’t believe he even came here, yes you both lived here. But you didn’t want to see or even hear him. A week before he faked his iconic death, this was both of your home. A home that you could come back to. Feeling safe. Now darkened. You grabbed clothes piling them quickly next to a case. Simon’s heart raced quickly as more things started to pile up. “Please just hear me out.” He said stepping in front of you.

You froze, your lips trembling, anger bubbling up through your veins. “Move.” You ordered, he stood his ground.

“Where will ya go? Let’s just talk please.” Simon said trying to keep himself from holding you.

He fucked up bad, the realization setting in. Noticing the apartment disarrayed even before you grabbed your things. He realized how fucked up you were when he was gone. Bottles of liquor scattered, food and dishes piled in the kitchen. Simon was trying to calm himself, trying to get you to settle. To talk. To save the both of you.

“My parents live in the US,” You said moving passed him. Simon shook his head. “I already have a fucking plane. I already paid for all the bags I will use. I am going.”

Simon shook his head again. “No ya don’t have to go back to the states.”

You laughed, like it was a joke. Maybe it was. “You should have thought about that before you selfishly left.”

Simon laughed this time. “Selfishly, it was to protect the team. You!”

You snapped your head over to him. “ME! You are fucking joking Simon, this is all some sick fucking joke between you and boys huh,” Simon kept shaking his head as you fully turned around. “You lied you fucking lied! And it’s not some fucking lie that you can just brush underneath a neat fucking rug Simon! Do you realize how fucking serious this is?”

“Ya I do, I realize that! I had no choice it was a fuckin’ order! It was to get Samson out of hiding! It was the best choice!” Fuck. That’s not what he meant.

“Best fucking choice! There was other choices?!” You yelled, lifting your hands to your face.

“No there wasn’t there was no…”

“Bull shit! All this is bull shit! We were suppose to be a team Simon! A team! Instead you decided to play fucking hero! You decided that it was okay to play around with your foot soldiers and with the fucking captain! Everyone knew! Not including me of course! You wanted a fucking show! All of you!” You yelled flipping your body around stuffing a bag.

He walked up to turn you around. “I didn’t want it!”

You pushed him off getting in his face. Tears running down your face, anger written all over your face. “Don’t. Fucking. Touch. Me. You lost that the moment you fucking died.”

Simon stared into your eyes for moment. His heart tearing itself apart. “I can’t loose you,” He whispered, his own tears brimming his eyes. “We can fix this.”

He saw the internal battle. Your eyes soften then you blinked it away. Your Ghost shielding your innocents. Just how his Ghost shielded Simon. “No Simon this can’t be fixed. You can’t fix this. What if I killed myself? You know how guilty you would have felt?”

“That’s not fair.” He mumbled, thinking about if that route turned. If that route happened. Seeing you pale, cold. Gone. Simon would have felt guilty, would have gone off the rails. He caused that pain.

You got up closer to his face. “It’s only fucking fair, that’s how much pain I was in. I would have hated to see you in that pain,” You gasped trying to hold back a sob. You pressed your finger against his chest. “The funny thing is Simon you didn’t care. But I would have.”

Simon glared pushing your finger off. “Don’t put words in my mouth.” He stepped back rolling his eyes.

“I don’t need words to know how you fucking feel Simon.” You snapped back.

“You would have done the same thing! If it meant to protect me!” Simon argued. He tried to collect himself, feeling the guilt taking over his veins.

You raked your fingers through your hair, laughing. “You are just getting more and more funnier Simon! I would have chose US, I would have found a different way! I would have argued! I would never ever put you in a situation like you went through with your fucking family!”

Simon consciously stepped back. He waited for a apology or a change in your demeanor that you didn’t meant to bring up his family. “This is where you apologize.” He said.

“Apologize? I know how much pain that brought you and I’m sorry for that but it seems like to me in order to get into your fucking mind. Is to relate it to that. You were my family. You were my person. But you died. You are dead to me.” You mumbled, you wanted to apologize, you knew the darkness behind his past but…how else could you tell him how you felt.

Simon could feel Ghost’s hands grabbing at him. Pulling him into a secure place. “That was fucking different. They were taken away from me without comin’ back.”

You shook your head. “Yeah but that would have been the same for me. You were gone, I couldn’t do fucking anything about it.”

Simon just stood there, the silent of the apartment now building. Everything was falling apart. Simon felt himself closing up, just like you closing up. The trust broken. The happy memories being plagued into this one. The happy home, that was called a home turning into a empty home. “Choices have consequences,” You said zipping up a bag. “Ironic that it was something you said.”

Simon didn’t know what to say. What could he say? He wanted to fix it, do something but it seemed like you were done. With no fighting for it. “Please.” He begged one more time, hoping that this was a nightmare or that you would stop and agree.

However more things started to disappear and bags being brought out next to the door of the apartment. “Simon I can’t. You broke a promise that I don’t know if you can ever keep. Work will always come first with you. Which is you. But me I can’t go through a lie like that again and I can not trust you to not do it again.”

Ghost stood there, jaw clenching, everything turned off. Simon now gone letting Ghost take over. “If there isn’t trust then fine,” He said walking towards the door. “Then leave don’t expect me pickin’ up when you call.”

You scoffed. “Don’t worry Ghost,” Ghost’s heart pinged with pain from you changing his name. You noticed the change in demeanor immediately, you seen him do it over and over during missions. Protecting Simon from the awful things he had to in the line of work. “You won’t get a call.”

Ghost looked over his shoulder to see you watching him leave. Seeing the tears. Seeing the pain. The tears and pain that he caused. Nothing can be fixed. This can’t be fixed. Ghost wanted to go back in time and tell Price to fuck off, that there could have been a different way. The only thing Simon was happy with, the only thing that made him not feeling like a ghost. A monster.

The look in your eyes when he walked through the door made him feeling a monster again. Made him know that he fucked everything up. Made you look at him with no love or adoration but hate and denunciation. He never seen that look towards him.

Watching him stay at the door made you want to reach out. Made you want to forgive. Made you want to try. However you were tired, you felt betrayed. The memories of both you laughing in this apartment being erased into this. Tears and anger. Broken hearts. “Good I don’t wanna hear from ya again. Ya better be gone by the time I get back.” With that he slammed the door behind him.

You stood there for a moment, waiting for him to come back in. You fell to your knees placing your hands over your eyes. You sobbed you shook from all the emotion that prowled through you. You wanted this but why did it hurt so fucking much? Why did you want to chase after him? Hold him? When was the last kiss? When was the last love you?

Ghost stood outside of the door for a couple of minutes listening to your sobs. He fought the urge to go back in to hold you but you made your mind up. You were done. So he was done. Simon couldn’t fight it anymore, he can’t convince a mind that has already been made up. He stood there for a moment looking at the door before walking away.

You were never the same after that. You worked with your parents but you weren’t the same woman you were. They noticed that your demeanor was darker. Less happy.

Simon was never the same either. The team noticed his demeanor changed, he wasn’t Simon, it was Ghost. Only Ghost, he was cruel, and closed up. His heart turning right back into an icy cold one. Always would be away from everyone after missions. Burying himself into work.

Both you never saw each other again. Nor were you the same.

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[neo404]

Reader and nick are on there first date while matt and chris are wearing disguises at another table Trying to make sure their brother is okay

Surprise.

I can only imagine Chris and Matt wearing a top hat, with fake mustaches and beards on, also Matt probably has fake glasses on. And Chris did the goofy ‘holes on the newspaper’ thing like on the cartoons.

Summary: you and Nick go out for a casual dinner date at a local restaurant, without knowing that the table next to you was booked by a couple of weird guys.

Chris pov.

‘’This won’t work.’’ Matt says.

‘’It WILL. Look at you Matt, I don’t recognize you, you are Mister Bernard right there.’’ I look at myself in the mirror and I take a couple of pictures. ‘’Come on, it will be fun. Plus, we are watching over our Nick.’’

‘’But he doesn’t seem like a bad guy, plus, I’m sure Nick can beat him up.’’

‘’It’s not about beating him up Matt, it’s about feelings, you can’t beat up someone with a broken heart.’’

‘’I’d say you’d be more likely to beat them up harder with a broken heart, but whatever.’’

We drive to the restaurant we dropped Nick at, we reserved a table placed strategically NEXT to them. The perfect spot to spy… I mean, watch over Nick.

‘’This is silly.’’ Matt mutters.

‘’The reservation to what name is places?’’ the waiter looks at us.

‘’Bernard.’’ I smile widely.

‘’You have to be kidding me.’’ Matt whispers.

‘’All right. Sir Bernard, is placed outside, follow me, I’ll show you your table.’’ We go to our table, right next to them. I sit and pull out my newspaper and put it into the table. Looking over at Nick and then to Matt, trying my best to not laugh.

Nicks pov

‘’Are you serious?’’ I say under my breath as I see Chris and Matt walk in the restaurant with the silliest, wort disguise in human history. They look straight out of an asylum.

‘’Everything okay?’’ my crush, the boy I like, the boy I am in love with, sitting right in front of me, on this amazing date that we have been planning for weeks, doesn’t know about the presence of my two stupid brother right beside us.

‘’Yeah, all good. Do you like the place I choose?’’ I smile at him, trying to ignore Chris’ annoying voice.

‘’Yes, it’s very pretty. I love the string lights they have here.’’ God, he’s so cute. Why do they hate to ruin my night? They’ll never hear the end of this.

‘’Yes, that’s one of the reasons I chose it, it has an amazing decoration. Do you want some desert, I heard the sweets here are amazing, or if you like, we can go have ice cream at another place.’’ He smiles widely.

‘’Yeah, I’d love that, there’s a store a few blocks from here that sells ice cream and you can add like 3 to 5 topping, depending on how much you pay.’’

‘’That sounds amazing. I can’t wait to go there.’’ I can’t wait to get out of here, I don’t want to be near Chris and Matt.

‘’I really liked the food here, again, thanks for the invitation.’’

‘’It’s nothing, since I asked you out, I just thought it would make sense that dinner was on me.’’

‘’I thought it would make sense that dinner was on me, what a dork.’’ I hear from the table besides us and I clench my jaw.

‘’Haha, still, thanks Nick. Next date it’s on me.’’

‘’Next date?’’

‘’Shh Matt, you are talking to loud.’’

‘’Whatever, Mr. quiet.’’

I let out a sigh, grabbing the change and de receipt from the check-holder. ‘’Ready to go to eat ice cream.’’

‘’Yes, I’m so excited. You are gonna love the place. It has this animal plushies on shelves and the music is so relaxing.’’ He says smiling as he stands up and slides his chair into the table.

‘’Oh, excuse me young man.’’ Chris says to him in a bad faked southern accent. ‘’can you please take a photo of me and my pal here?’’

‘’Ah, yeah. Of course.’’ He smiles at them, he’s too kind for his own good. He takes the phone from Chris’ hands and takes pictures of them. ‘’There you go sir.’’ He hands the phone back after a few pictures.

‘’All right, let’s go, before it gets late and the ice cream shop closes.’’

‘’Right, right. Well, bye Chris, bye Matt, see you guys later.’’

‘’What? I don’t know ho you are talking about. We are Mr. Bernard and Mr… Pepso. Yes, Mr. Pepso from Alabama.’’ Chris tries to hold his laugh in, but fails and burst out laughing.

‘’How did you know?’’ I look at him. God, this is so embarrassing, I cover my face with one hand. ‘’I’m so sorry, I didn’t know they were doing this.’’

‘’It’s all right, it was funny seeing them dressed like this.’’ He laughs a bit. ‘’You guys need to work on your southern accent. Anyways, enjoy your meal. Will Mr. Bernard and Mr. Pepso from Alabama join us for dessert?’’

‘’God, don’t indulge these kids more.’’

‘’We’ll catch up with you. Plus, I’m the one driving Nick home. So, yeah, we’ll see you at the ice cream shop.’’ Matt says drinking what appears to be lemonade.

‘’All right. See you later guys.’’ He waves at them and walks smiling out of the restaurant.

‘’You better come up with a good explanation by the time we arrive home, or you’ll fucking regret this.’’ I threaten them in a low voice.

‘’Come on, he was having fun.’’

‘’MY date. Stay out kids.’’ I glare at them, walking outside the restaurant with him.

‘’So… Mr. Pepso and Bernard…’’

‘’Don’t… please, let’s just have fun the two of us.’’ He smiles warmly at me, grabbing my hand we start walking to the ice cream shop while talking about nothing and everything.

#nick sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo x you #nick sturniolo x male reader #sturniolo triplets x reader

[ssa-atlas-alvez]

cowboy readers and team run into his southern belle ex and maybe some jealous jj please 😍😍 love to see some jelly jj

Description: the BAU run into an old friend of cowboy reader while near his home town

Warning: jealousy, mentions past smoking addiction, that's about it

A/N: Hope you enjoy, this is after reader quits smoking

PART TWO (of this fic, this one is part one)

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It was a case close to home, now the case had been wrapped up, you planned on staying one more night (spend celebrating in the bar and then sleeping in the hotel) and then you were taking them to your house to meet your family. This case being close to home though, also meant that you could bring Buddy with you to see his grandparents (which is where he currently was whilst you had a night of freedom before staying at your parents house).

“Hey, (Y/N),” You looked up from the case file at Penelope, “Since we’re so close to where you grew up, do you think we can meet the family?” 

You faltered for a moment, “I mean, I’d have to ask my Mama, but can’t see why not,” You said with a shrug, getting your phone out and texting her, ignoring the ‘aww’s from Penelope and Emily as you did so. “I’ve asked,”

It didn’t take long for her to respond (a whole three minutes). “She says of course,” You said, Derek and Penelope both cheering. "She says we can head down whenever. There's a good bar close by if you wanna celebrate first?"

"Let's get a move on then!" Garcia declared.

You drove them all to the bar, missing your truck as you did so. SUV's always hit different. Three drinks in (three drinks for everyone else, you were still making your way through your first pint - you weren't a big drinker), a woman approached you.

"(Y/N)? No way!" You turn at the familiar voice and meet face to face with your ex, Rose. She looks good, she's wearing shorts and a tank top, matched with cowboy boots and a hat. She's still pretty. 'She ain't got nothin' on JJ,' A small part of your brain chimes in, but you shrug it away. Nothing could happen anyway. A twinge of sadness swept through your stomach.

"Rose? Oh wow, it's been a while,"

Rose laughs, "I'll say! How ya been?" She brushes her hair off her face as she talks and you grin.

"Not too bad, just workin' mostly," You say with a nod.

"Hey, cowboy, you gonna introduce us?" Morgan smirks.

"Everyone this is Rose, Rose this is Morgan, JJ, Prentiss, Hotch, Rossi, Reid, and last but not least The Penelope Garcia."

"Hi, it's so nice to meet y’all," Rose grinned.

"How do you know (Y/N)?" Garcia asked.

"Oh we dated through high-school," Rose nodded, "Thought it was true love," And you laughed as you rolled your eyes slightly. "We were idiots back then," She added.

"Thanks," You muttered sarcastically.

"What? We were, you started smokin' and I was a mess." Rose explained. "Did you finally stop that smoking habit then?" Rose asks, folding her arms.

"Yes Ma'am," You said with a nod, "JJ here forced me after I jumped back on the wagon,"

"She must be a very special lady if she could make you of all people quit."

"She guilted me into it," You tease lightly, shooting JJ a smile. You force the smile to stay as you see the hesitant smile JJ sent you. Had you said something wrong?

You were too caught up in talking to Rose, you didn't see JJ walking off. Or Emily following her.

"Hey, JJ, you okay?"

"Hm? Yeah, I'm fine," JJ said, fake smile in place.

Emily raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms. "Yeah and your sudden fowl mood has nothing to do with the attractive woman (Y/N) is talking to?" JJ sighed as she felt herself blush. "Ah, so I'm onto something, am I?" She teased. "What's going on? What you thinking?"

"I've developed... feelings for him." JJ admits hesitantly. "And seeing her talk to him makes me feel..."

"Jealous?"

"No. Insecure."

"You? Insecure?" Emily asked, jaw dropping.

JJ groaned, "Please don't start singing one direction,"

"What? No! Gross." Emily paused, "Is this insecurity paired with... any other feelings?"

"A little bit of jealousy I guess," JJ mumbled.

"Are you going to talk to him about it?"

"God no!" JJ exclaims, blushing when she realises how loudly she protested. "I mean, not right now."

Emily gave a small chuckle. "You jealous about anything in particular?"

"That they were dating." JJ said with a shrug.

"Ooo does someone wanna date a cowboy?" JJ flushed bright red. "I'll take that as a yes."

"Okay, yeah, but he clearly doesn't feel the same so there's no point. I just need to get over him."

"Er, excuse, rewind-" Emily said, pointing her wine glass at her. "Are you both blind? You clearly both feel the same way about each other."

"Emily-"

"No. JJ, you both like each other so for God's sake get together!"

"You're just saying that." JJ said. Emily groaned, throwing her hand in the air. "Come on, let's just forget about it and get drunk."

Emily shrugged, that sounded like a good idea to her.

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[jimblejamblewritings]

the fake date plot | part 5.

Summary: Gryffindors, seventh years, classmates, unrequited love. Just a few things Y/N and James Potter had in common. When a brilliantly dumb plan is hatched the two end up getting something a little different than what they wanted.

Warnings for the Series: oh, this is a slowburn now. Or at least that's the plan.

Pairing: James Potter x reader

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: yes we're back, updates will probably take longer than they ever used to but I am trying to upload!

Previous Part | (Series Chapter List)

It was obvious that your friends had been discussing the two of you by the way they suddenly broke apart and got quiet when you exited the bathroom. You and your suddenly real-fake boyfriend sat down with the rest of the group, letting them all see you guys holding hands before breaking apart. James held up a hand when Peter started to open his mouth. 

“I don’t want to talk about it. We were going to tell you guys in a way that wasn’t as embarrassing as turning into a deer in the shower. And not as soon either.” 

“Okay.” 

Sirius hummed. “Hmm, not okay. Prongs, can I talk to you outside?” 

Dorcas nodded. “Why don’t you take all the boys outside. Y/N, can we talk to you before the picnic?” 

You and James locked eyes with each other before he and the boys left. You looked at your roommates and took a grape from the bowl in the middle of the picnic setup. Marlene scratched her head before addressing you. 

“Weren’t you just crying about Xeno yesterday? Now you’re with James?” 

Internally, you panicked. The last thing you thought was that your friends would separate the two of you for a discussion. You wished the two of you had thought about a story together before leaving the bathroom. Now, you were concerned that you guys’ stories wouldn’t match up. 

“I know,” you said. “But James confessed last night kind of accidentally and he knows I still have some feelings for Xeno but we agreed to go slow. And we were friends before so it isn’t that weird.” 

You picked at your fingers while listening to your friends telling you that they were still confused, or that James was a bad idea, or anything else they could think of. Even though it wasn’t real you still kind of felt bad.

Sure, James was actually trying to date Lily but it sucked to think his entire persona was just that to other people. The girls were positive he was too obsessed with your redheaded friend to be serious about anything with you or anyone else. 

Marlene poured some water into a cup for you. “And showering together? Already? Being naked! If you were me or even Mary then I wouldn’t say anything.” 

Mary laughed as they clinked glasses. “My fellow steamy first dates partner-in-crime.” 

“But you, Y/N, you don’t even like to kiss on a first date. This seems pretty fast for you. I love James but if Lily has shown us anything, he can be obsessive. And I don’t like that when it comes to you.” 

“It was already bad enough with Xeno,” Dorcas added. “We’re only saying this because we love you but you don’t move at the same speed as them… and it feels like you’re changing yourself to match their pace.” 

“No,” you said defensively, knowing you couldn’t say just James was hiding in the shower. “I just didn’t want to leave the water and James came from quidditch. I felt bad if he didn’t get to relax so I said he could join if he wanted to. He didn’t even look at me.” 

“He didn’t?” 

“No.” 

“Seriously?” 

“I’m serious. James never looks.” 

Lily stopped fixing her sandwich. “What do you mean never looks? That sounds plural.” 

“Um, yeah. When I got really drunk at the party, well you know how I really hate not being clean, James helped me with that.” 

“He did?” 

“Yeah, he bathed me by the sink and didn’t look at my boobs once. He just looked me in the eye.” 

“James?” Mary asked. “James Potter?” 

You nodded. “The only thing he’s ever done when I was naked was look me in the eye and help me get dressed.”  

“Don’t forget I held your hand while you peed, bug,” James said as he and the other boys walked in. 

“Hey! Stop telling people that, it’s embarrassing.”    

While you acted defensive, in reality, you were sighing with relief when the boys came back in. A minute longer and you would have had to come up with another story in defense of James. He sat down next to you, wrapping an arm around your waist. You wanted to laugh at your friend’s faces. 

The second time you came over in the summer, you brought a trunk. James wanted you to stay for two weeks so you guys could practice affection as a couple. You were initially going to tell your parents that you were going to Alice’s house but a lie seemed like it would fall apart in a matter of seconds. So you told the truth and were mortified at the second sex talk you had ever gotten from them. 

James was the only one at his house when he got home, stating he convinced Peter to take in Sirius for the week. He didn’t even need a reason to lie, Pete was more than happy to have his other friend sleepover because it got him out of babysitting duties. You followed the man in front of you towards the kitchen. He pointed you to a stool and started pulling out ingredients. 

“Have you had breakfast yet?” he asked. 

“Oh, that letter was legitimate. You actually cook?” 

James scoffed. “Yes. And don’t forget you’re supposed to act surprised at Hogwarts when you find that out.” 

“I won’t,” you said as you watched him begin to make crumpets. 

“Good. Now do you want cereal or porridge?” 

“How long do the crumpets take?” 

“Forty minutes.” 

“I’ll take the Pixie Puffs then.” 

You and James spend that entire morning and the rest of the week talking over small yet important details. The both of you were comfortable with brazen pda. Holding hands, hugging, cuddling, kisses, even kissed on the neck. All were okay. 

So you flopped over and rested your head on James’ lap, eyes closing momentarily so you wouldn’t chuckle at Remus’ open jaw. Your friend’s lap became one of your favorite cuddle spots. Despite quidditch, James wasn’t pure muscle to the point where it was uncomfortable. His hand occasionally traced circles over the exposed skin on your waist or ran gently up and down your arm. 

James looked down when he felt you staring. “What?” 

“Nothing.” 

“What?” he asked with a laugh as he bent down. “Am I just that pretty?” 

“No, Jamie.” 

“Then what?” 

“Can I come watch your quidditch practice some time?” 

He nodded aggressively. “Of course, bug. But don’t you already watch practices?” 

“But that’s for Marlene, like… friends.” 

“Yeah, sure. I’d like you to be there.” James leaned down even more to give you a light kiss on your cheek.

The two of you broke apart from being in your own little world to joining the rest of your friends. Dorcas, Marlene, and Sirius looked suspicious. Peter and Mary had little smiles on their faces and seemed to be happy for you two. Remus and Lily were just avoiding eye contact. 

Everyone started to relax after the appetizers of the picnic. You and James didn’t do much more than him holding your waist or you resting your head on his shoulder. Overselling the idea that you were a couple didn’t seem very smart. Someone, especially Sirius or Marlene, was bound to catch on. 

When your roommates left, you told them that you’d be there in a few minutes. The marauders, who were all retreating to their beds minus Sirius who was looking for pajamas so he could take a shower, raised their eyebrows at you requesting spa time with James. Sirius shot up from his trunk. 

“Prongs doing skin care past face wash and lotion? Yeah, right.” 

“I actually liked the skin care,” James said. “Just not the face mask part or the essence.” 

The two of you escaped into the bathroom, leaving the door open this time. The rest of the marauders looked in. You sat on the counter cross-legged while James stood flush against it to the point where your legs were touching his skin. He rested his hands on your waist. 

“Can I do your hair?” he asked. 

You raised an eyebrow. “Only because you have curly hair, I’ll let you try. Not today though, but at some point.” 

Sirius shook his head. He casted a silencing spell on his bed so Remus and Peter could come over without it seeming suspicious if the entire dorm room was suddenly silent. The two boys walked over. Sirius held up a small book. 

“Okay, I know this is wrong on so many levels. And I would normally never do this but something is just so weird about this. James has never talked to Y/N before this year I’m sure.” 

With a bit of hesitation, they opened their friend’s diary and sifted through the pages. Aside from a few mentions of you in passing when James was recounting his day, there was nothing really about you. But there were countless pages about Lily.

They put the diary back in its place under the pillow and tried to look normal as they listened to the strange couple laughing in the bathroom. Something was suspicious about you guys. You jumped down from the counter when you finished doing your skin care, gathering your stuff to take back to your room. 

James caught your arm when you reached the door of their room. “I think you’re forgetting something.” 

You looked around. “Am I? I could’ve sworn I put everything in h… you didn’t mean that literally did you?” 

James shook his head as he bent down to give you a kiss. 

The two of you were sitting on the couch after the second movie had ended. Couch cuddling was an easy task. Ten minutes into the first movie and you guys looked like a couple that had been cuddling for years. You both decided to try floor and bed cuddling the next day. James took a swig of his butterbeer, nearly choking at your next suggestion. 

“Is that a bad idea?” you asked, picking at your fingers. 

“No. You’re right, we do need to know how to kiss each other. I’ve just never had anyone phrase it so bluntly before… Do you have anything you don’t want me to do?” 

You shrugged. “I’ve never kissed anyone before… Have you?” 

“Nope.” 

The two of you got so close that you were practically on top of James. You rested your hands on his shoulders while his hands came to cup the side of your face and back of your neck. James smiled at you once before leaning in. His lips were soft and surprisingly full. You found yourself relaxing more. The two of you laughed before pulling apart and laughing some more. 

“Was that really your first kiss?” you asked him. 

“With a girl, yeah. But Remus has the first honor of ever touching these lips.” 

You and James broke apart, staying close enough for you to peck his lips once more. The door closed behind you but before you could make your way to the stairs for your dorm, you heard all three boys practically attack their friend.

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[foreverinadais]

Hello 🤗

Can you do a HC when the moon boys realize that the reader is jealous? Like they're not used to the feeling of someone being jealous for them would they enjoy it? How would they assure the reader that they're the one and no one other?

hi, i love this idea!! thank you so much for requesting!! ❤️

STEVEN:

Steven is so excited to show you the museum

like, he’s bouncing off the walls

he’s having some kind of event at work, and of course he brings you as his plus-one

and does not stop talking about how perfect you look

there are literal stars in his eyes

you reciprocate the words, showering him with praises and excitement

to which he gives you the toothiest grin ever seen: he’s elated

so you make your way into the event, clinging onto Steven’s arm as he is already explaining certain artefacts

i can imagine him dragging you to a super specific one because he thought you would like it, and every time he saw it, he thinks of you

anyway, the event is fairly busy, full of historians and academics and professors, you know, smart people

“Woah, this looks... professional.” you whisper as Steven beams

“Doesn’t it?” he (awkwardly) retrieves 2 glasses of champagne off the waiter's tray and passes one too you. “For you, my darling.”

to which your gratefully sip it down because seeing all of these people makes you particularly nervous

it’s then that a woman comes over. and my, does she look... wow.

you physically straighten up as she stalks over, elegant and confident, making you realise how bad your posture was

and she offers you both a smile.

she’s a professor at some kind of fancy university, teaching Egyptology, and has just come back from a year abroad researching archelogy in Egypt.

your jaw drops slowly at her words, because hello, she’s an actual Goddess. 

but then... you catch sight of Steven

eyes twinkling with wonder

cheeks rosy with adoration

hands fiddling with each other in nervousness.

oh.

you feel a weird heat in your stomach, rising like bile and settling as nausea

and you feel bad because you trust Steven and this woman is wonderful and accomplished and stunning, why wouldn’t he want her?

and soon enough, you’ve listed every way she’s better than you and it’s already started;

jealousy. 

and it’s not in a spiteful, envious way. your admiring her just as much as Steven is.

by the time she’s done talking, it looks as though Steven’s ready to start applauding

...whilst your about to start crying 

“I am doing a lecture on my findings in a few days. You should both come by.”

“Woah, really? That sounds, yeah, great. can’t wait.” 

and you politely nod, taking a long sip of your drink which is nearly finished

because you don’t know if you can handle any more of it.

the rest of the event goes by quickly, partly due to your growing tipsiness 

when it’s finally time to leave, Steven’s beaming

like, glowing with happiness

you find it in yourself to fake happiness as Steven excitedly recites the events of the evening, complete with dramatic hand gestures and small chuckles

“Oh and that professor? Woah, wasn’t she great?”

“So great.” 

“Can you believe she invited us to a lecture? I can’t wait to hear her speak, and see the pictures from Egypt- can you believe what she found?”

"Oh yes she’s so amazing, you should’ve got her number.” 

you didn’t mean to sound so sarcastic, truly, but the alcohol in your system was amplifying all the emotions you felt and how you were showing them

Steven slowed to a stop, face shifting in confusion as he turned to you smiling

“Oooohhh I see what’s happening. Someone’s jealous! Beware of jealousy, it is the green-eyed monster. ya know? From Othello, innit?”

There’s a twinkle in his eyes as if he’s finding this amusing, clearly because of how good his evening went

and you feel guilty for your stupid insecurities

“Hilarious. Look, can we just keep walking? I’m tired.” 

Steven’s smile falters as he suddenly notices how upset you look, how your lips are downturned at the sides and how your eyes are drooping slightly

“Hey, ‘m sorry, love, c’mon, wait a second.”

you do, avoiding his gaze

his hands come up to rest on your forearms and he tuts

“I didn’t mean to be funny. I just- Guess i’m not used to having someone be jealous for me. That sounds silly. I guess-”

“It’s fine, Steven. It isn’t your fault. It’s mine.” 

He looks confused, head cocking to the left lightly

“What d’you mean?”

You sigh because this, this is awkward

suddenly the piece of gum on the sidewalk looks really interesting as you try and avoid the conversation

but Steven can read you look his favourite book and lifts your chin with his fingers so that your forced to face him

i can imagine his ‘it’s okay, you can tell me anything face’ and it makes me wanna cry ahh i love him

anyway, you throw your hands up in exasperation

“My heart... and my head...” you hesitate, tryna find the words

“And your shoulders, knees and toes?” Steven tries to joke, making you smile, before he apologies and motions for you to continue

“I think you could do better than me.” oh

he didn’t expect that

“And I guess seeing that perfect woman, like seriously, she was perfect-”

“Hold up, should I be jealous?” He tries to joke again, but he can’t help his heart dropping at how you feel

“It just reminded me how opposite I am, how... you could find your soulmate one day, or one of you could decide you want different, better, than me and leave.” 

Steven is silent for a moment

“Huh?”

“I said-”

“Know what you said, just how... how could you think like that, eh?”

“I’m sorry.”

“No, what? Sorry? Why on earth are you sorry? This is my fault obviously for not making you feel like I love you enough.”

“That’s not-”

“Your absolutely perfect to me, to us. And I often find myself asking the question of how we got so lucky to have you. S’ perfect, my love, you should know that. My job to show you that, ain’t it?”

and he pulls you into an embrace, smiling into your shoulder as you mutter ‘thank you’ and ‘love you’ whilst smiling back

“Now, let’s get you home, you can pick the movie, and I’ll sort out the snacks... yeah?”

“That sounds perfect, Steven.”

“Just like you.”

MARC

It really wasn’t Marc’s fault

he was in the wrong place at the wrong time, and for you? well, it was the worst possible day.

it wasn’t exactly rare for people to be drawn too your boyfriend’s because um have you seen them

so you could deal with their advances normally

normally.

but not today.

not as someone had all but wrapped their body around him

you felt a level of possessiveness at the subtle but intimate act of a drunk girls arm’s around his and with the added push of alcohol, there was a new level of jealousy coursing through your veins

not today

So, putting on your most innocent look, you carried yourself over to where Marc was stood, beer in hand, laughing politely

“Hey, baby. What ya up too?” your voice was slurred and slightly raised as you placed a hand on your boyfriend’s back

and Marc, the soft bean he is, turns instantly, face lighting up

“Hi, babe, got you a drink... somewhere.”

“A drink? Your so nice.” 

and to emphasise your point, you place a firm kiss on his cheek

to which slightly-drunk, oblivious Marc just smiles

the girl hanging on to him, also innocent in this situation, offers an apologetic smile- i’ll leave you too it

and you almost feel bad when you get home and feel slightly agitated

because nothing came of the situation and both parties were not in the wrong

“Wanna order some food, Y/N/N? ‘m fucking starving. Hey, baby? We can get some from that vendor you like-”

“Not hungry. Might just go to bed.”

and you hate yourself for being bitchy but you had a terrible week and you were feeling the aftermath of the alcohol and you needed to sleep in case you snapped

“Oh. That’s okay, we can sleep-”

“You can eat. Order whatever.”

Whilst you drift surprisingly fast into an uncomfortable slumber, Marc stays awake

what did I do wrong?

and because he’s drunk, everything feels 100x amplified

soon enough, it’s morning and he’s still awake

ready to cook you breakfast, get you pain relief, watch all the TV you want

but his plans are disrupted when you turn over and wrap an arm lazily over his bare waist

oh.

“ ‘morning, gosh, my head’s banging.” you mumble in a post-sleep haze and Marc is frozen because you were mad at him

“Did you, urh, sleep well?”

“Hmm, well enough.”

and then your snuggling into his side

and he can’t help but ask the question:

“Why were you mad at me?”

“Sorry?”

“Last night... you, well, you were mad. Didn’t wanna eat with me.”

and the events slowly come back to you 

“No, no, I’m an idiot, ow!” your head stabbed as you sat suddenly, and you shuffled so you were looking down at him, hands resting on his chest

“I was acting stupid and drunk and, I don’t know, seeing you with that girl made me slightly jealous. And it’s such a gross feeling, and I wasn’t right to take it out on you. I’m sorry, honey.”

“Wait, you were jealous? About me?”

and he can’t help but be in disbelief that someone cares about him enough to feel jealousy

“I mean, yeah. Your the ‘dream man’, ya know? I’m incredibly lucky to have you.”

he’s silent as he looks up at you, suddenly feeling overwhelmed

“I care about you endlessly, yeah?”

and it pushes him over the edge as he pulls you down to lie with him

your head- along with your heart- pounding at the sudden position change but you ignore it, letting him nuzzle his head into your chest and feel the flesh of your thighs

“I love you,” he mumbles, “thank you for caring about me enough to feel jealous.”

and he’s smiling, teasingly, but his words are true

“Why, of course, darling.”

JAKE

Jake Lockley was confident

and why shouldn’t he be?

that man is physically flawless

and definitely has a way with words

so one day, your out on a date, and it’s a really nice restaurant

and your wearing your favourite outfit - and Jake’s favourite outfit- and he has not stopped talking about how good you look

and you feel it- until you see someone slip Jake their number

Jake doesn’t even react, just gives it back to them in rejection

because he’s with you

and suddenly, you feel the odd mix of jealousy and insecurity sweep through your body

because your right there 

and whoever slipped Jake that number, well, they didn’t think you were worthy of him, so who else would?

and soon enough, your down the rabbit hole of self-doubt and illusions

you're silent on the way home, despite Jake’s hand on your thigh, or his soft words or his gentle whistling

and when you get back to your shared flat, you all but crumble on the sofa

Jake notices.

“Hey, you okay, Mi vida? You’ve hardly said a word since we left, eh?”

you mutter a half-arsed excuse, that ‘your fine’ and ‘just tired, ‘s all’

“Hmm, likely story. What’s really wrong?”

“Nothing, Jake, I said, I’m fine.”

“And I said I don’t believe you. So, fess up, before I make you.” 

he’s teasing you, playful smile gracing his features 

but when he see’s you look away, almost sadly, his eyebrows twist in confusion

“Y/N,” he says, “You can talk to me, please.”

“Someone gave you their number.”

Oh.

Jake tries to think back at the interaction he brushed by, because it wasn’t important to him

did he do something suggestive?

“Are you mad at me? I gave it back to them, you know, if you think for a second I would betray you-”

“N-no, no it’s not that! I just-”

“Just what?”

“It made me...”

you feel complete embarrassment as you avoid his eyes like the plague, picking at your fingers, the sofa, anywhere to avoid this

but he’s smiling, you realise, teasingly again

“Your jealous?”

bastard.

“I mean, kind of, but-”

“C’mon, you don’t need to be jealous, ya know your the only one I have eyes for. Especially in that outfit.”

you refrain from rolling your eyes, partly because whilst Jake Lockley is confident, he’s also cocky

“I wasn’t jealous, per se, I was-”

“You don’t have to lie ‘cause your embarrassed, baby.”

“Fuck sake, Jake, I was insecure!”

and then the teasing look on his face drops completely

“Insecure?”

and it’s so humbling to feel his gaze on you, and you want to crawl into bed and sleep and forget you said anything

“I guess, I don’t wanna be, I just, you know, saw that people want you and nobody expected us so why should, should I?”

And Jake is silent before he all but showers you with affirmations you’ve heard before:

‘your beautiful, inside and out’

‘you don’t need to be insecure’

‘people are jealous of you’

and none of it is going through, no matter what he says, and he realizes this, slightly agitated

“You're not even listening.”

you sigh, sinking into the sofa further

“No, I am! I just can’t find it in myself to believe it right now. I’m sorry, Jakey, this is stupid of me.”

“It is stupid. Because how could you ever think so low of yourself?”

yep, he’s angry.

“Look, how can I help? You want to keep talking?”

you don’t respond. no.

“You want some food?”

nothing.

“You want to go on a drive?”

you feel almost bad at your lack of response, but your feeling heavy, the jealousy leaving bile in your stomach and acid in your brain.

“You need me to convince you?”

and you look up at him, finally, making him smirk

“Ohh, I see. That’s what you want.”

and he walks over to you, lowering his face until he’s level with your own

and you shift in your seat because this man is so handsome it hurts

“Fine, mi amor, if you won’t hear my words,” -his lips are ghosting over yours- “then maybe you’ll understand my actions better,” - moving down, trailing along your neck, “Your it for me.” 

and he’s leaving kisses between every word

“You're perfect,” along your collarbone, “And you corrupt all my fucking thoughts in the best ways,” 

he’s moving back up now, up to your jaw, the spot just under your ear, your cheek, until nearly, finally-

“You done being jealous? You gonna start appreciating yourself?” 

you could groan at how close his lips are to yours but he’s not giving in.

then his voice drops low, a hushed whisper so that his breath is mingled with yours as he says:

“Or do you need more convincing?”

then your lips are on each other’s, and it’s passionate and dangerous and desperate

but underneath, the message remains, the love and the care and the wonder

because all Jake wants is to show you, you don’t need to be jealous

you're all he will ever want and need

you're it for him. 

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[igotanidea]

Rumor has it : Xavier Thorpe x F!reader

request: can u do enemy!xavier getting into a fight with someone bcs they've been slutshaming reader and reader pulls him out of the fight and cleans him up?

Let me tell you: Xavier is NOT a fighter.

warning: slut-shaming, a bit innuendos, brief mention of blood and injuries, school drama , oblivious school staff

„Enid! Do you know what they say about your roommate?” Ajax noticed the blond she-wolf in the quad and approached her immediately

“Wednesday? Yes, I heard a lot of stories, but I can assure you none of them…..”

“No, not the new one. I meant Y/n.”

“Y/N? What can they say about her? She’s one of the kindest girl I know.”

“Yeah, well, maybe she’s a little bit too kind….” The gorgon scratched his head, or rather his beanie, awkwardly.

“What do you mean?” Enid frowned eyeing her boyfriend carefully, not understanding a word coming out of his mouth

“Rumor has it…. Um… it’s a bit embarrassing to say it.”

“You don’t need to. I won’t force you. It’s like you said – it’s just a gossip, right? Nothing to believe in?”

“ Sure.”

“Then how about….” She started, but stopped in the middle of the sentence “oh, who am I kidding? Of course I’m going to force you. I need to know! And besides, Y/N is my friend so if anyone is trash-talking her I swear I will wolf out on them. Even if I can’t really do this. Now, talk to me.”

“Some people….”

“Boys or girls?”

“Both in fact. They accuse her of being …. How do I put it? A soft touch.”

“WHAT?” Enid could not hold back the disbelief and surprise in her voice. And some pain on the account of her friend. “Y/n? Are we talking about the same person? She sticks to the rules. She respects herself. She would never!”

“I know. And you know. And a lot of people know that. But you know, one fake word and it’s spreading around the school.”

“Let’s hope this word do not reach her ears. I can’t imagine how much pain and suffering this will put her through.”

“What is going on with you, today?” Thera, one of the sirens, who was her regular partner stopped in her tracks seeing how shaky her opponent’s hands were and how it was almost impossible for her to  hold her skewer “I’m not going to fight with you.”

***

At the same time, the girl in subject was in the middle of the fencing class, not really doing well. Despite Enid’s wishful thinking she already was finger-pointed by some of her classmates, for reason unknown to the her,  and it caused  girl’s absent-mindedness and distraction. It was not normal for one of the most skilled fencer to make the rookie mistakes. Normally no one would pay attention and most would even enjoy her slipping, but in addition to that she was also extremely sad and anxious.

“Are you giving up so easily? Scared I will beat you? Again?”

“I’m showing you mercy.” She scoffed, but still kept all the dignity of her kind. “Honestly, it would be degrading for me to fight you in this state. Get yourself together girl.”

“Look who’s talking.” Y/n spat at her

“Um, excuse me?” Thera scoffed, her face expression changing from condescending to angry.

“You’ve been a mess ever since you broke up with….”

“Oh, don’t you dare finishing that sentence!” siren came right at the other girl, taking her by surprise and causing her to trip over her feet and fall down to the ground. “Now, that is better. Being on the ground seems more natural to you, doesn’t it?” she smirked

“What are you….”

“Oh, I’ll tell you what.” Thera crouched on the ground next to Y/N, leaning into her ear “being under someone is your natural state, am I wrong, slut?”

Oh, that hurt. Y/N heard some whispers on the corridor this morning as she was walking by. Whispers about a girl with bad reputation. She turned a deaf ear to them, mostly because she was never into gossip, but also because she knew Enid would let her in the news, but now? Now it was all becoming perfectly clear.  She was that girl. A slut, apparently. But why? Obviously this was  a lie and Y/N never gave anyone any reason to call her like that. Quite the opposite, actually. Always sticking to the “no boys” policy. Focused on her duties and school obligations. Avoiding romances, flirting and giving anyone any pretence to accuse her of doing something wrong. In the matter of relationship she was much like Wednesday Addams, cut the death glare. So why would someone disseminate such bullshit? Why would someone want to hurt her? Hundreds of questions started spinning in her mind, most of them starting with “Why?”, because she felt overwhelming unfairness of the situation. She was so vulnerable and just as the tears was about to flow down her cheek the fencing master finally got his head around what was going on. One of the students shaking on the ground, completely defenseless, the other with foil in hand and vicious smile. Not good.

“Do we have a problem here, ladies?” he asked approaching the girls

“No, no problem, sir” thera smiled widely showing all her teeth and it came out predatory rather than charming “Y/N tripped and I was just helping her up”

“All right then. Y/N get back on your feet, you still have a duel to finish.

“I…. I don’t really feel very well sir…” y/n muttered, holding her tears back, but not wanting to spend any more minute in this stupid class. The only thing she wished for was getting back to her dorm, covering herself with blanket and pretending nothing was happening.

“I noticed.” Oh, now he noticed “very well then. I will assign you an easier opponent today. How about…..” he turned around the class, searching for the right person to match Y/N’s impaired skills “Mr. Thorpe. Come forward.”

“Why me?” he muttered

“Why him?” Y/N hissed at the same moment. This unison in mutual reluctance made both of them look into each other’s eyes. Auch! It was like the electricity run through their veins, forcing them to turn the gaze away. Everyone at school knew that Xavier wasn’t exactly the greatest fan of Y/N and the other way roud. Of course, for the sake of their common friends (Enid and Ajax included) they were forced to deal with each other from time to time, but it took a lot of effort. They were never paired in class before and the rest of the students held their breaths in anticipation. This dead silence made both Y/N and Xavier regain their common sense.

“You know what, I’m good” Y/N shrugged casually keeping her cool “opponent like any other.”

“You took the words out of my mouth” Xavier smirked.

The teacher nodded and went on to observe other student dueling, not paying any more attention to Thorpe – Y/L/N dynamics.

“Are you all right” Xavier asked before putting his mask on. Clearly he noticed her being blue and those treacherous water in the corner of her eyes

“Why do you care all of a sudden?!” she hissed, not wanting any more attention “we’re not friends, stop acting like you care! You only bare with me because of Ajax. And maybe because you want to get close to Wednesday.”

“I….”

“You’re not the only observant one in the room. I noticed how you look at her.”

“You do realize you just admitted to being sad?”

“Oh, damn it!” she secured her face with mask “are you gonna fight me or what?”

“Gladly.” He mirrored her action and inflicted a blow.

***

The situation was getting worse. Now she was hunted by the words. Slut, bitch, easy girl. Sometimes it was impossible to get out of bed. Y/n wanted to stay hidden from the whole world, pretending like she didn’t exist as some sort of self-protection. She couldn’t even walk her way towards the classroom without being chased by pitying looks, smirks and damning words. Or worse, offensive propositions from some of the more courageous boys. Most of the time she had to walk to class with Ajax or Enid or both just to make it intact. Playing cool and acting like she didn’t care was taking all her energy and on Friday she woke up crying.

“I don’t” Enid interrupted her “Ajax doesn’t. Kent and Divina doesn’t. And Yoko. And hopefully, Wednesday…..”

“Y/N” Within seconds Enid was by her side, holding her hand and hugging her “please, don’t cry or I will.”

“How can I not?” Y/N sobbed “everyone thinks I’m a …..

“I don’t. I dealt with bullies before. I can give you an example of how to retaliate on them.”

“Um, thanks Wednesday, but lashing piranhas on people is not really my style. Besides, I still don’t know who started this.”

“And you don’t need to know.” Wednesday stated blankly “we can just get rid of everyone who repeat it.”

“Wednesday!” Enid was appalled by her attitude “that is not the answer!”

“You’ll do what you want, but don’t say I didn’t give you an easy solution.”

“Right.” Y/N sobbed again “I think I’m gonna skip classes today. Please, tell Thornhill I wasn’t feeling well. Honestly, this is not even a lie…..”

***  

 Instead of attending botany class, Y/N decided to take a little walk at the lake. Being around water always made her feel better, even despite the fact she wasn’t a siren and it was pretty unusual behavior for an airbender. Most of the time her kind avoided the opposite element., but not her. As she was enjoying the little breeze coming from the water, some laughs and catcalling sounds came from behind and she was forced to turn around as a strong hand fell on her arm starting her.

“Oh, there you are, little one. Waiting for another boy to take care of you?” one of the boys mocked

“Go away” she muttered flatly

“Oh, sweetheart, don’t be like that. I bet we can have some fun.” The other chimed in.

“Yeah, Tom said you can be a lot of fun. Airbender, huh? Bet that add some spice.”

“Tom?” Y/N eyes went wide and suddenly she knew who was the reason behind her torment. The boy she turned down. She refused to get together with him, so to humiliate her and avenge his broken ego he came up with completely made up stories. Well, as much as it hurt, it worked. “That piece of….”

“Shh. Keep that pretty mouth shut.” The first boy came right at her grabbing her chin forcefully

“That is, as long as we tell you to. Those lips may actually come of use later on and ….”

“Leave her alone!” sudden male voice captured everyone attention

“Oh, shit!” Y/N though. The last person I need. What it Thorpe doing here?!

“You know, you can always join us. If what they say about her stamina is right, she’ll be of use to us all……”

He did not get to sat another word as a perfectly aimed punch threw him off guard. Honestly, the only good one since Xavier Thorpe was not exactly a good fighter. Soon he lost his balance and the cards turned on his disadvantage.

“Stop it!” she yelled and surprisingly they all listened turning the gaze on her “I’ll… I’ll go with you, just, just let him go. “ she looked upon Xavier whose lip was busted and whose nose was bleeding and already started to swell. “Let him go, please…” he wasn’t a friend but surely she couldn’t let him get beaten to pulp because of her he was an idiot.

‘Y/N….” Xavier muttered in a warning tone. Don’t you dare.

“now, pretty one. Isn’t that better and easier for everyone?” three boys approached her once again but when they got close enough she made a wind so strong it caused a huge wave and wetted them all from heads to toes.

“Run!” she rushed past the assaulters, helping Xavier on his feet and before the boys realized what happened Y/N and Xavier were halfway to the school.

“What the hell were you thinking?!” she lashed out on him as soon as they reached the quad

“You know, a bit of gratitude would be nice. I was trying to defend you after all.”

“Defend me!” she scoffed “Look where it got you….” her eyes saddened as she looked on his bruised face.

“Y/N…”

“Don’t Y/N me! Just … just show me, that” she cupped his cheek forcing him to look at her and she froze at the spot. What the hell was happening. “I owe you.” she moved a feet away “so as thanks I’m gonna patch you up. Stay here, I’m gonna get some bandages.”

“Whatever.”

She was there and back in a couple of minutes, which made him wonder whether she was running.

“Such a hurry for me?” he smirked

“You must have hit your head pretty hard during that scrimmage. I will never run for anyone. Waste of air in lungs.”

“And that’s coming from the air master.”

“Airbender.” She corrected. “Now stop talking. I need to clean your face.”

He listened and the silence that fell between them was a bit uncomfortable. Here they were. Two people, who were never close, in the middle of an empty quad, not saying a word to each other even if the situation called (or rather screamed) for some explanation.

“Why did you do this?” she asked pulling away after disinfecting his wounds “why did you got involved.”

“Because you didn’t deserve it.”

“That is not a good enough reason to get oneself beaten up.”

“Look.” He rubbed his forehead “regardless of what you think I am not your enemy. And I don’t consider you to be mine. I was just wondering. Maybe we can start our acquaintance again? Not because of Enid’s or Ajax’s or Addams’s sake. I just… I just think we may benefit from it.

“I’m Y/N Y/L/N”  she smiled and reached for his hand.

“Nice to meet you Y/N. I’m Xavier Thorpe.” He shook it and reciprocated.

Maybe there was something good coming after all.   

@pinksirensong @somest1

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[topguncortez]

Made With Love- T. Kazansky

word count: 700 genre: fluff:) requested: yes

Note: my requests for full fics are NOT open, HOWEVER, I will always accept asks/requests for blurbs, moodboards, fake social media posts, etc :) I also don't have a general tag list anymore but HIGHLY recommend you follow my library page @cortezslibrary and turn on post notifications

Iceman would never admit it out loud, and if he knew that you were telling people, he would blow a gasket. But Iceman’s third favorite thing in the world (behind you, of course, and flying) was baking. He learned to back as a young boy, sitting on the counter and watching his mom bake anything from cookies, to brownies, to pies. Whenever Ice was having a bad day, he knew that when he got home there would be some sort of baked goods on the counter with his name on it. When his mother passed, Iceman inherited all of her cookbooks, and recipe cards. 

That was one of the ways you knew that Ice had a bad day at work, was when you came home to the smell of vanilla and warm bread. You sighed and kicked off your shoes, wondering what kind of baking mess you were going to be met with. Tom wasn’t always the cleanest baker, tending to throw flour and egg everywhere. 

“Bad day?” You asked as you walked into the kitchen. Tom looked up from the loaf of bread he was kneading and nodded, “New brownie recipe?” 

“Yeah, black walnuts and white chocolate,” Ice said, pointing to the pan of brownies that sat by the window sill, “Slider asked me to try them, saying his mom used to make them like that all the time.” 

“And these?” You asked, picking up the tin of cookies. You were surprised your cabinets weren’t bursting at the seams with how much tupperware was stored in them. 

“Rhubarb bars!” Ice smiled, “Viper’s wife sent him with fresh rhubarb for me to use.” 

You shook your head, smiling at your husband. You walked over to him, and wrapped your arms around his waist, and laid your head between his shoulder blades. Ice sighed and put his hands on yours. He looked around the kitchen that was covered in baked goods. One thing he loved about you was that you never pried. You always let him talk to you when he was ready. 

“It was Mav,” Ice said. You removed your arms from around his waist as he reached for a raspberry cheesecake cookie. 

“What happened?” You asked, and took a cookie from the same tin. 

“He’s just out of control again. I think it’s got something to do with Bradley’s birthday coming up. . .” Ice looked down at his hands. You nodded, it was coming up on Bradley’s first birthday since Goose’s death. Carole had even asked Ice if he would make a birthday cake for the little boy. Ice quickly agreed and had gone out to buy a bunch of dinosaur themed cake toppers. 

“And how do you feel?” 

“I feel. . . overwhelmed. I don’t really know what to think about it. I try not to let my mind drift there but I can’t help it,” Ice had shared after Goose’s death the guilt that he felt about it. That first night you held Ice as he woke up in a cold sweat. Ice didn’t go back to bed that night, but spent nearly three days baking everything under the sun. You knew that he needed to seek help when you woke up at 3AM to the fire alarm going off, and Tom Kazansky in tears. 

“Well,” You pushed off the counter and walked over to him, “You can always talk to me. As much as I love your baking,” Tom smiled, “I am always here for you to talk to.” 

“I know, and I love you for it,” Ice said, and ran his hands down your sides. You smiled and leaned up on your tiptoes to kiss his forehead. Ice chuckled, and grabbed your face gently, bringing you in for a real kiss. 

“Mm, you taste like chocolate chip cookies,” You said against his lips. 

“In the green tupperware on the table.” 

You smiled and pecked his lips before going over to where he said. The tupperware was still warm as you opened the top and grabbed a cookie. You moaned as you took a bite of the soft gooey cookie. 

“God, I am so glad our child is going to have a parent who can bake.” 

Ice chuckled, as he went back to kneading the bread he was working on earlier, “Yeah, we’re gonna win all the- wait, what did you just say?” He looked up at you, and you gave him a tight lipped smile. 

“Surprise?”

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[yuyu1024]

Jealous

Pairings: Seonghwa × y/n & Wooyoung [ex bf]

Genre/tags: fake relationship, jealousy, maybe a little smut? Angst? A bit slow

Warning: 🔞🔞🔞 cursing, smut, making out, pet names, fighting, smoking and alcohol drinking, unprotected sex, semi public [lmk if i miss anything]

Words: 3.0k

Disclaimer:

- this story is just made up

- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊

Note: this is a repost. Check pinned post ♥️

******

Break ups sucks! Especially if your the one that got dumped and you have no choice but to see the other person every fucking day because you go to the same university and have the same circle of friends. This is what they mean by dating your friend will ruin your life. I should've just not tried dating him. Because if I didn't, I would've not have gotten to know him more and fell in love. Yes, I regret it now but what can I do now?

Yes, Wooyoung is a nice person. He's sweet, understanding and all the shit things girls like. Add that he's good looking, sexy and had this bad boy charisma in him. But now, I don't have him. He let me go. He let me go because I am too much for him now. He wants to focus on studying and does not want any distraction right now. He said he won't have time now to date or even think about anything else. Psssh. Who is he kidding? He can't be in a relationship with me but when we all have nights out with friends he's always present and enjoying? Whats the difference? It's not like we go on dates every fucking day! To be honest, we only meet when we were in school.

I am not that demanding for dates. Coz i understand he's busy.

Ugh. Fuck him. I am a distraction for him? Maybe our relationship was just nothing at all for him. Maybe... the more than one year we were together is just nothing for him. I don't know anymore. Maybe I'm just not his type. And he just realized it late. I'm different from all the other girls he dated before. Maybe I'm that boring for him.

"Stop staring..." a hand appears in front of my face, handing me a strawberry milk shake. "You'll poke a whole through the glass window if you keep looking at him."

It's Seonghwa. Wooyoung's best friend. They've been friends even before university. Seonghwa is like Wooyoung. Charismatic, bad boy image, a nice and kind person and all. The only difference is Woo is the text book extrovert that you can imagine. He gets along with everyone. Talks to everyone. He can get friendly to a lot of people even to those who are a bit questionable. He is that nice. He does not want to judge people that easily so he tries. While Seonghwa is more of the quiet and reserved person. He can get along with people easily especially if you guys are close and friends but he's acts a bit more cold to strangers or in general people who he does not vibe with.

"Thanks..." I take the drink from him. "Why are you here outside? The boys are all in there?"

He pulls out a cigarette from his leather jacket and takes one out from the pack using his lips. "They invited a few freshmen girls..." he lights it up and scrunches his noise with annoyance

"Men." I roll my eyes, shaking my head

"Not all men..." he puffs smoke off, "I'm here."

"Jeez, sorry..." I smile

"How are you doing?"

"Good... I guess..."

"How long has it been?"

"A month..."

"Hmm..."

Seonghwa and I, are not THAT close. We do share a few likes and interest like photography and painting as both of us have those as hobbies. But we never really talked about personal stuffs about each other besides things that are related to Wooyoung.

"Is Wooyoung still talking to you?"

"Well..." I take a sip of my drink and look at the sunset that is happening in front of us. "I asked him... to give me time... like to slowly let him off my system... meet me, chat a little.. text me good morning and goodnight... still... and then slowly lessen the communication..."

"Is it working?"

"I hope it is..." I look back inside the coffee shop and see him being friendly with the girl. "Because fuck it still hurts." I whirl my head back and try to fight the tears in my eyes. "If only there's a quick remedy for me to move on and forget."

"There is."

I gaze at him, "there is?"

The corner of his lips slowly curves up, "date again."

"What? I can't."

"Why not?"

"I'm not ready to be in a relationship again! Besides... I'm not..."

"Not what?"

"I'm not the usual girl... guys likes..."

"What do you mean by that?"

I put my drink on the table. "Look at me..." I point out to Seonghwa my appearance, "and then look at the freshmen girls in there."

He looks confused as he glances at both direction. "I don't get what you mean... for me, you and the girls are the same. Both beautiful women."

"Oh."

He looks stunned on how I reacted. "Don't Wooyoung ever tell you how beautiful you are...?"

I look down at the floor. "He does actually..."

"Hmm...I see."

We were both silent for quiet sometime.

Yes. Wooyoung always tells me or rather reassures me that I am beautiful which makes me glad and happy. He always says it but I don't feel it when we are both together and with other people. I gave an effort to always look presentable when I am with him. I learn how to put make up more than the casual look I know and even grew my hair so I can curl it or tie it nicely every once in a while. But there were moments that all my efforts were not noticed because he was busy.

"Stop doing that." Seonghwa makes me look at him, tilting my head up his hand on my chin. He then puff smoke off one last time before dumping his stick on the ashtray. He's forehead is wrinkled. He looks sort of irritated.

"What?"

"Come with me."

"Huh?"

He jolts up and pulls me with him, taking me by my wrist.

We go back inside the coffee shop where the rest of our circle of friends are in. He puts his arm around me and guides me where to go. I am so lost on what is he doing but I am not complaining because it's Seonghwa

"We'll get going..." he says as we reach the pack.

"Going?" Wooyoung asks him before his eyes goes to me. "You two?"

"We decided to hang out." Seonghwa answers, looking straight at Woo

"Ah... I see... where?" He ask

"It's a secret." Seonghwa then turns me around to make me walk first. "See you guys on monday.

His hand is still on my back, guiding me where to walk like I don't know where the exit door is.

"What was that?" I ask him as we start to walk along the sidewalk.

He drops his hand and then both place it inside his jackets pockets. "Helping you..."

"Helping me? W-what do you mean?"

"I am friends with Wooyoung for a long time now...and I know it when he's being a jerk."

"I'm not sure about...what you're saying..."

He stops walking and faces me. I replicate. "I'm sorry to break it to you... but the girl... with the short hair... Woo has been eyeing here for a few months now..."

"W-what?"

"He's a good person in general... but he sucks at being a boyfriend."

I felt my heart broke into a million pieces. "What the fuck?!?" I am shaking. I am mad. "So he break up with me, saying he's going to focus on 'studies' as we're graduating is a fucking lie??"

He takes my hand and pulls me to walk again but I jerk my hand off.

"Where are you taking me?" I am basically yelling now. "You knew this????"

He's face is still calm even though I'm throwing all my anger at him right now.

"Let's talk. But not here." He tried to make me walk again with him but I am not letting him. He's calm persona break as he got a little irritated on how hard headed I am. "When I tell you to shut up first and come with me, do it okay?" He then lifts me up over his shoulder making me squeal. "Keep quiet." He hushes me.

"Okay! Okay! I will! Just put me down! This is embarassing."

My feet touches the floor again, my face is red and hot.

"You will listen to me now?" He asks

I nod.

"Good." He walks and I follow.

**

We reach the parking lot and got into his car. I slightly calmed down now after that long walk from the coffee shop to his car.

"Here." He hands me his leather jacket. "You're shaking like a twig when we're walking."

"Thanks."

Seonghwa then starts to explain to me what he noticed and what he knew. He said, Our break up he had no idea about that. It was a shocker for him too but then again after, he starts to notice little by little how Wooyoung acted a little different. New clothes, new perfume and a change in schedule of the times he goes home. They usually go home together as Wooyoung rides with him. But now, he brings his car and he has no idea where Woo goes.

"So, seeing the girls today..."

"Confirms my suspicion..."

"Fuck!" I ran my fingers through my hair, frustrated. "So, I was nothing to him...? Just a fling?"

"He liked you..."

"Yeah... right..." I snort, in disbelief

"Do you want to get back to him?"

"I want to! Of course! But... I'm not a violent person... I can't do cat fights or physically hurt Woo..." I sound so frustrated.

I can't believe it! So the Good Wooyoung I knew, my friend, really did cheat on me in a way. He broke up with me just to hit on another girl! What a jerk! I never thought the guy who I liked, I was serious on and loved just saw a random chick and suddenly forgot about me. The nerves! What's wrong with men?

"Use me then."

My eyes widens, "E-excuse me? W-what did you say?"

Seonghwa is looking straight at me, back to his calm and collective state. "Use me."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Simple. Pretend you're dating me."

"Huh?"

"One thing about Wooyoung is... he gets jealous. For him, what his is his. Even he already threw it away."

"I don't..."

"Do you want it or not?"

"But... Why... I mean... why are you doing this?"

"To help you..."

"He's your friend..." I ask

"So? That doesn't mean I agree and support him to everything he does. Besides, dumping you is... his mistake."

I try to process everything that's happening. Earlier I'm just being sukly and pouty about our break up, now I am all angry and defeated. Then I have Seonghwa here, Woo's hot best friend, asking me to use him. I mean, USE HIM AND PRETEND TO BE MY BOYFRIEND TO GET BACK TO WOOYOUNG.

"Oh gosh." I massage the temples of my head. "I'm getting dizzy by just thinking."

"Decide now."

"Wait. Why are you rushing? Can't you give me time to think first?"

"No, decide now. Before it's too late."

"Too late for what?"

"I can see him from afar, coming... looking for my car."

I was about to look back but then Seonghwa grab my face and ask me to look at him, only him. "Just agree and then our deal starts now."

"W-what. Wait.. I am..."

"Say yes."

"B-but... what are we going to do... if I agree...?"

"Everything...." his face moves closer, "Date...kiss... touch... and... more..." his eyes goes to my eyes to down my body. "As long as you want it."

Fuck. Why is he saying it like that? I could hear my breathing and my head throbbing. Like my heart is about to explode! I don't know what to think now. But maybe because I am bitter and angry at the moment, I agreed to him "Okay... fine... let's do it."

Seonghwa smirks, "Good girl..."

He leans forward and crashes his lips to mine. His hands on my jaw, guiding me again, tilting my head to the side so he can push in further into the kiss. I can slightly taste the cigarette from earlier. But that taste slowly fades away as the kiss deepens. And I don't have an explanation how and why. But the kiss becomes sweet all of a sudden.

I don't want him to stop. I want his tongue in my mouth more. I want this. This is so sexy. It's so... darn good and delicious!

Unconciously, my hands goes to around his neck. My body is finding a comfy way for me to kiss him back. Then his hand, slowly goes to my neck, to my shoulder then down my chest area. He cups one of my breast getting a quiet moan out of me.

I felt a smile from his lips while we are kissing. "You... sound... so sexy" he utters in between kisses

We are getting intense as minutes goes by. I am already climbing on top of him. His hands are all over my body, touching my skin under my clothes and shending wild shivers all over me. This is so intense. I've never experienced a make out like this before.

Like I said, Wooyoung must've found me boring because I've never been like this in public or semi public. But with Seonghwa, out of nowhere, I am like this. And we just had our deal like 10minutes ago. Why am I so at ease with him?

He grunts as his hands reaches my hips, gently eases me down. I could feel his erection. Hard.

"Fuck..." he hisses smiling, throwing his head back, as we both pull away from the kiss catching our breathes in rythm. "Y/n, you're driving me insane."

I lean forward, my head resting on his chest. I could hear his heart beating as fast as mine "what if someone sees us?" I ask

"Then let them see..." he tilts my head up so he could kiss me again. "You're one heck of a kisser."

I blush, "I'm not..." I back away a little. "You are..."

"Y/n, you can feel my erection from my pants. Believe me, it's you."

I bite my lip, nervously. "I don't know what to say..."

He arches a brow, "Well, what do you want us to do next?"

Fuck me! Just freakin' fuck me. Make me scream. Make me want you. That's what my brain is screaming but my lips can't say it.

"Y/n, it's okay.... it's okay to want sex... trust me... I'm okay with it." He pulls me in his embrace and kisses me again. But this time, it's more intimate and soft. "So, tell me..." he nuzzles his face onto my neck. "Tell me what you want..."

Oh what the heck! Let's do this!

I begin stripping for him. First I untie my hair. Revealing my long wavy dark hair up to my breast. Then I take blouse off and my bra next.

"I want you..."

He take his shirt off and unbuckles his belt to reveal all of him to me. His lean muscle, toned abs and his...

"Shit." I hiss as I see his length.

"You like what you see, darling?" He adjust his position carrying me along. I felt the tip of his length brush over my core and it already made me shiver. "If it's too much, tell me and I'll stop... okay?"

I hug him and nodded, "please..." I beg

One subtle thrust, he's in.

"Ahh, f-fuck!" I gasp.

"Okay?"

"Yes, I'm okay."

He searches for my face, clearing all the hair covering my face. "Look at me... I want to see your face when I fuck you..."

Every push and pull is driving my crazy. I've never felt this aroused, excited and thirsty while doing it. It's so addicting how he kisses me, how he touches me and how he pleases me. This is just our first time doing it out of spite. A deal just to make your ex jealous who probably just saw you two kissed for like 10 seconds and left but here you are having fun, naked and volnurable in the parking lot.

"You're blushing..." he says. He runs his knuckles lightly on your cheek.

"Ah!" I cry, gripping to hard on his shoulders. "S-so, g-good!" I'm breathing so hard

The more I move my hips with his rythm the more I could feel the sensation in me. I'm almost there!

"Where do you want me to... come...?" He grunts. He's also about to hit his climax.

"Please... in me..." I lean forward to kiss him, "I'm taking pills... It's okay."

Holy crap! This is it! I lost my shits the moment both of us came just seconds apart. I never felt a relieved when he continously hit the spot for me, letting me enjoy it and made me come first. And then when I felt him fill me up, the warm sensation, its beautiful. I know it's not a sexy word to describe it but... it is.

Laughing quietly, "This is just in the car... limited time and space... I'm curious how wonderful our tandem would be in bed..."

I kiss his chest and lick him from there till I reach the neck, "We can find out... next time..."

"Love that..."

We start to get dress, giggling on how on earth did we accomplished ourselves without anyone reporting us. Seonghwa said, yes his car is tinted but he's sure a few people saw the rocking car.

"That would be hilarious and embarassing if... we got caught naked and linked." I says while I clasping my bra.

Seonghwa let's me get dressed at the back so I have more space. He know how complicated girls' outfits are.

"Y/n... has anyone told you before... how cute you are... blushing?"

"I don't think... anyone ever mentioned that..."

"If so... let me do the honor... Y/n, You are so cute blushing... like earlier... I will never forget how cute you looked."

"Stop... I am getting embarassed. Let's just go... please?"

"Okay..." he smiles. Then he bends down to pick his bag. "Before we go, can I take a photo of you?"

"Huh? Why?"

"Because... your fucking sexy."

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[spqcebunsforever]

My “Prince” Charming

Pairing: Billy loomis x reader

Summary: Y/n knows of Billy Loomis always seeing him in the halls or seeing him sit with his friends at lunch but she has never spoken to him. That is until she is walking home at night by herself and bumps into Prince charming himself.

Y/n’s pov

Of course, it's just my luck that I have to walk home in the dark by myself. I had been at my friend's house and we both had completely forgotten about the time and again just my luck my friend's parents hadn't been in so they couldn’t even give me a lift. So here I was scared out of my mind practically jumping at any noise that I heard. But I just kept telling myself that I was being paranoid and that everything would be fine but I still knew how long a walk I had to my house and this new killer on the loose didn't settle my nerves at all.

So I just kept my head up and tried to walk as fast as I could but suddenly I heard a twig snap behind me making my head immediately turn but there was nothing there no little small animal or just a person so I took a breath in and just told myself that I was imagining things. But when I turned around to again start walking I was now face-to-face with someone and I let out a little scream which made the boy jump a little problem not expecting it. The more I looked at the boy I realised just who it was.

Billy Loomis, I had never spoken to the boy but I had seen him in the halls or sitting with his friends at the water fountain but I had never actually spoken to him. “Oh my god I'm sorry for screaming but that's kind of what you get for sneaking up on someone” Billy chucked himself slightly and rubbed the back of his neck “Sorry didn't mean to scare you that bad but I just thought I'd come up to you, you know it is dangerous walking by yourself at night”. I gave him a quick smile “Yes well sadly I have no choice I was with my friends and her parents weren't home to give me a lift”. Billy just nodded and we stood for a second in silence just looking at each other until he started speaking again.

“Well if you want I could always walk you back home you know make sure you are safe” I couldn't tell if he was serious or not but I did like the idea of walking with someone rather than walking by myself so I nodded “well if you don't mind I would like that I've never been a fan of the dark I always feel like someone is getting ready to attack you”. I started walking and Billy started walking beside me “So why were you walking by yourself at this time if you know it's dangerous”. He just shrugged “I kinda like the dark I think it's peaceful and relaxing with everyone away and the silence except for the odd animal or something like that but you don't need to worry about me if anyone did try to attack me or something I am very capable of fighting back”. I just giggled “Well thank you so much for giving up on your peaceful and relaxing walk to make sure I get home okay your like my very own Prince Charming”.

Now that made him laugh and I don’t think I had ever heard Billy laugh until now “Prince charming that's a first do you treat every guy that saves you from walking home at night or does he have to be as charming as me to get a label like that” that in return made me laugh “Oh yes because it's just a normal thing for me to have guys sneak up on me at night and then offer to walk me home because I guess I'm just that popular” I playfully roll my eyes and I see Billy make a fake shocked face “Wow I didn't realise I was walking with such a big time celebrity we better be careful in case your fans get too possessive” he gives me a wry smile and I can't help the stupid big smile that's appeared on my face while talking to him “oh well then you better watch out my fans might not like that you were the lucky one to walk me home tonight they might get jealous”

“Jealous of me come on y/n don't make me laugh” he chuckled softly but then turned his attention back on me “But don't you worry if a jealous boy were to show up I would handle him easily quick and simple” I just playfully rolled my eyes again “ I would love to see that, that would make this night even better” Billy then let out a little laugh “well who knows maybe one day and I'll be fighting in your honour because of how much of a gentleman I am”. I again laugh “ I would love to see that just call me up and I'll be running” Billy then looked at me with a smirk on his face “And what makes you think that I would actually call?” he raised an eyebrow and waited for me to answer.

“Well, I would like to think you would call after all you are my prince charming”. His smile got even wider and he got a little bit closer to me as we continued to walk “Well if I did become your Prince charming I suppose you would have to give me a kiss goodnight, right?” I felt a small blush come on my face I thought “I guess it would” I noticed that we were not at my house and we both stopped “So, y/n we are at your house, aren't we, I don't suppose you could spare me a little goodnight kiss, could you”. I could still feel the blush on my face and I knew that I probably looked like an idiot but I tried my best to play it cool “Well I can't say no to my prince charming now can I” I kissed him on the cheek “thank you so much for walking me home you are such a gentleman Billy Loomis”.

Billy had a soft smile on his face as my lips touched his cheek and he winked before he responded “I'm just doing my job y/n but I suppose I should take my leave now…the Princess must rest after such a hard night out”. I walked to my door and Billy followed me “Of course, I am so tired from the long walk and you know how princesses are we are all very weak and fragile” I smirked at him and he returned it “How could I forget I suppose I'll take my leave now… unless you wanted to invite me in because you are so fragile and weak and you need some help from your Prince charming”. I knew exactly what he was trying to do and I wasn't going to stop him and even better my parents were out so we wouldn't be interrupted it was like this was just meant to happen.

“Well if Prince Charming would like to come in I am just too weak and fragile and tired to fight him on it” I opened my door and me and Billy walked in “Well if you're offering I guess I could come inside” his tone then turned into a teasing one “It might be dangerous for me to walk home by myself now you know since there are just so many monsters in the shadows” I led him to the living room and he started making himself comfortable on the couch “ see now you have to stay I wouldn't want my protector to get hurt now would I and anyway it is the least I could do”. I sat down next to him on the couch turning the TV on so we could watch something. “I hope I'm not disturbing you y/n I don't want to be intruding you know” I just shook my head “Now how could you be disturbing me if anything you've made my night so much better”.

While I was looking at the stuff to watch on the TV I felt Billy’s fingers on my face and he turned my face so that I was looking right at him. “I'm glad you feel that way because I can think of something that can make this night way more enjoyable” Again I felt my face flush and Billy started leaning closer to me and before I knew it he started kissing me and of course, I kissed him back my hands making there way up to his hair but before anything else could happen Billy stopped kissing me and I felt a sharp pain in my back. I turned around and saw the Ghost face killer I tried to scream or run but before I could do any of that the masked killer plunged their knife into my chest so fast I couldn't even count how many times they had done it. I felt myself fall off the couch and I saw Billy still just sitting there his face blank of expression I wanted to tell him to run or fight or do something but he smiled at the masked killer and then got off the couch and kneeled next to me and I saw the horrible and evil smirk he had on his face and I put two and two together and realised he was with the killer “Ya know y/n you shouldn't let strangers in your house they might just want to kill you no matter how nice they act but thanks for the kiss appreciate it”.

I wanted to say something anything but I couldn't I was in too much pain and I felt so cold and I couldn't move I felt paralysed. All I could think about was how stupid I was that I had actually let the killer into my house and how my parents would be so disappointed in me and how I would never see them or my friends again. I felt my eyes close and the pain that I felt was slowly going away the last thing I heard before everything went to black was Billy saying “Right come on let's move this stupid bitch so we can fuck off…guess I was a pretty shitty Prince charming huh”

#scream 1996 #billy Loomis #x reader #scream #Billy Loomis x reader

[all4seth]

seth clearwater x female reader

lower case intended

i sat down at one of the empty tables and let my right shoe slip off my foot for a moment. it hurt my feet; my dress was also too tight and it started feeling itchy, my hair wasn’t sitting right and i could have ripped my bracelats off my wrist right then and there.

i closed my eyes and replayed seth’s promposal in my head. he had brought me flowers and asked me in private, because he knew i would get shy if it had been in front of other people. of course i said yes; seth has been my boyfriend for so long now, yet it didn’t feel boring, not one bit. my love for him only grew day by day.

i opened my eyes and searched through the crowd. there were so many people, many of whom know my boyfriend, yet i know none of them. i wish it was easier for me to talk to people.

seth was out there, surrounded by his friends. he looked so happy. he patted one of the guys’ arm and then his eyes quickly searched for mine. when his gaze met me, a huge smile grew on his face, and i couldn’t help but smile back.

i got up from my seat and waited for him to reach me, and when he did, he gently caught my waist and spun me around as he kissed me.

“you look so beautiful” he whispered.

“thank you. i love you”

“i love you too, baby”

“who’s the pretty lady, seth?” a voice asked from behind us.

we flinched and quickly pulled away, only to see the group of guys that seth was talking to earlier.

they burst into laughter once they saw our faces.

“don’t be jerks, guys. this is y/n, i’ve talked about her to you” seth said.

i could feel my face getting red.

“we’re joking, of course we know who you are”

“seriously though, seth talks about you all day, every day” a shorter boy said.

“quil…” seth murmured, faking annoyance while he was clearly embarassed.

“he’s driving us nuts” an older boy laughed “i’m jared cameron”

“i’m y/n. wait, actually, you said you know who i am. sorry, i’m a little nervous” i giggled, stiffly.

seth rubbed my arm, in an attempt to calm me down.

“we won’t bite” embry laughed.

“speak for yourself” jared replied.

seth gave the boy a dirty look; you could see just how jealous he was.

i intertwined my fingers with seth’s and squeezed his hand.

he looked at me with soft eyes, as if asking “do you want to go somewhere else?”

i nodded.

“it was great meeting you” i told the boys that were still joking around.

“see you guys around” seth greeted them and the two of us walked away.

“leaving so soon?” paul pouted, as a joke.

seth rolled his eyes in annoyance but kept on walking.

“i was just getting to know your little girlfriend, too bad she doesn’t speak much” paul added, but no one laughed this time.

my heart sank. not when paul’s words reached my ears, but when seth turned to him, his body shaking, trying as hard as possible to keep composed.

“don’t speak about her like that” seth demanded.

“calm down, dude” paul mocked.

i brushed my fingers against seth’s and he instantly calmed down, just as our eyes met.

he and i left the school without adressing another word to paul.

seth drove us to my house and entered with me.

my parents were gone for the weekend, meaning it was only the two of us. we made our way to the second floor, into my room.

he was still visibly angry so i rubbed his back, but he didn’t look at me.

“oh, seth” i sighed and kissed his cheek.

he looked into my eyes and i could see the anger vanishing, sadness taking its place.

we sat in silence, as i rubbed his back, replaying tonight’s events in my mind. i didn’t want seth to feel pressured into talking to me, so i silently let him know he could talk to me, whenever he felt ready.

“you know paul wasn’t actually hitting on you, right?” seth said “i’m not saying you’re not pretty or anything, because you’re obviously the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen, but he’s just such a jerk and i-“

i kissed him.

“i know, baby, it’s ok. i only want you” i reassured him.

he kissed me back, more passionately this time. his tongue made its way into my mouth and i ran my hands through his hair. his right hand was holding my waist, while the other was cupping my face. his left hand fell on my waist as well.

he pulled away and rested his forehead against mine.

“i love you, y/n”

“i love you too”

#twilight #twilight saga #twilight movies #twilight wolf pack #twilight wolves #twilight pack #twilight blurb #twilight imagine #imagine #seth clearwater #seth clearwater blurb #seth clearwater fluff #seth clearwater imagine #booboo stewart #twilight fluff #dating seth clearwater #seth clearwater x reader

[natashaismylove]

Schoolgirl fantasy |N. Romanoff

Summary: Natasha has a reputation for being quite the player on campus. Her being the classic frat boy didn’t clash well with y/n’s all-round good behaviour. Natasha enjoys teasing her but takes it a little further once after class.

Pairing: g!p mean fuckboy!natasha x fem!reader (college AU)

Warnings: smut, g!p Natasha, unprotected sex, oral (both receiving), face-fucking, dirty talk, degrading, mocking, slapping, hair pulling, begging kink, size kink, belly bulge kink, innocence kink, slight form of masturbation, pet names (princess)

Word count: 2580

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“Come on, y/n.” Carol smirked before taking a sip of her beer. “Don’t be a pussy.”

“I’m not participating.” I answered sternly.

“You’re at a party, let loose, have some fun.”

I sighed and rolled my eyes. “A drinking game doesn’t sound that fun considering we have class tomorrow.”

Natasha shook her head. “Just forget it, Danvers. Don’t waste your time on a goodie two-shoes.”

“Yes, excuse me for caring about my grades.” I said sarcastically.

“You’re also a tease, you know.” Natasha said while leaning back against the couch.

I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked at her. “How am I a tease?”

She shrugged her shoulders before finishing off her drink. “You dress like a porn school girl but wont fuck anyone.”

“So I'm a tease for not letting someone get in my pants that easily?” I scoffed. “Bitch…”

She tilted her head a little while giving me a glare. “Wanna repeat that?”

I leaned forwards, returning her glare. “Bitch.”

She chuckled ironically while shaking her head. “That’s brave.”

“What? You gonna beat me up?” I smirked.

A hand laid on my shoulders and I turned around to look at who it was. Kate leaned down a little to speak into my ear. “Maybe we should head out.”

“Yeah, we wouldn't want your grades to suffer because you didn't get your sleepy time.” Natasha said in a baby voice while fake pouting.

I stared angrily before taking a deep breath, standing up to follow my friend out of the house. We started to walk over the campus to head to our dorms, the fresh air feeling soothing. The dark sky was almost relaxing, everything so peaceful and quiet.

“Are you ok?” Kate broke the silence.

I nodded while keeping my gaze up at the sky. “Yeah. Natasha just pisses me off.”

“I get that. She can definitely be annoying.”

“Plus she has slept with pretty much every girl in school.” I looked at my friend.

“I think it’s some sort of game they’re playing. Like whoever gets the highest body count wins a fucking beer keg or whatever frat people are into.” She chuckled.

I laughed as we kept walking, a bed and sleep coming closer and closer. “Makes sense.”

“We’re too good for that shit.”

“Absolutely.” I agreed.

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After the bell rang I found a seat in the back of the class, hopefully avoiding the frat guys and their endless annoying banter. I took out my notebook and started to draw a little, just mindlessly moving my pencil around as a way to kill time. The teacher was late, not that it was such a bad thing as it would mean less time in class for the students.

I cared about my grades but I didn't like actually being at school. My grades were accomplishments, a way for me to feel good about myself. I enjoyed the praise and approval from my teachers, but the school part wasn't all that ideal, spending hours a day just waiting for it to end so I could leave. But then again, this wasn't exactly a unique viewpoint.

I snapped out of my thoughts as a pencil hit my head, landing on the floor below with a clang. I breathed in through my nose while slowly turning to look at the person besides me. Natasha smirked at me, tilting her head mockingly.

“What do you want?” I said exasperated.

“What’s got you in such a bad mood, princess?” she teased.

“God…” I groaned. “Maybe the fact that it’s 9 am and you’re throwing pencils at me like a child having a tantrum.”

“Ouch.” she chuckled.

“Fuck off and let me focus on class.”

“What are you supposed to focus on? There’s no teacher.”

“Well just simply fuck off then.” I said, giving her a fake smile.

Finally as the teacher arrived she left me alone. The class went by slowly, meaningless information I knew wouldn't come up again went in one ear and out the other. Like a robot I started to pack up my things as the bell rang, having done the same action millions of times now.

Life was on another level of uneventfulness. Movies definitely lied to us all about what college would be like. An arm wrapped around my shoulders and pulled me in, the familiar red hair that fell on my shoulder made me loudly sigh.

“What about fuck off do you not understand?”

“The fuck off part.” Natasha grinned at me.

“Why do you keep following me?”

“I’m trying to be friends here.”

“Oh yeah? You wanna be friends now? I thought I was a goody two-shoes and a tease.” I said irritated.

In the blink of an eye I was dragged into a room, the door locking behind us before she was pushing me up against the wall next to it. Her hands caged my head in as she stared down at me, her mouth slightly agape while her gaze was on my lips.

“Why can’t you just shut up for a second.” she spoke, moving her eyes between my own and my mouth.

“What are you doing?” I looked up at her, our height difference clearer now from our close proximity.

“Why is it that you’re the only one who doesn’t beg me to fuck them?” she questioned, lust clear in her voice.

“The playboy act isn't that appealing to me.” I answered, keeping my face blank and voice monotone.

Her hand cupped my cheek, dragging my bottom lip down before sighing. “Bet I could put that pretty mouth to some good use. You’ve been talking back a little too much lately, princess.”

I gave a sarcastic chuckle. “Oh really?”

She grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down onto my knees, holding my chin to lift my head up. “Don’t be a brat.”

I smirked up at her. “You seem pretty needy for me.”

She returned my smirk, raising her eyebrows suggestively while shrugging. “Or maybe I’m just doing everyone a favour by fucking the uptightness out of you.”

“You think I’ll just let you fuck me?”

She bent down a little, moving my head higher up so she could look closely at my face. “Oh princess, you’ll be begging me to do so.”

She stood back up, moving her hands onto her jeans to unzip them. She took her cock out of her underwear without removing her pants, stroking it with one hand while wrapping her other one into my hair. “Open up.”

I kept my mouth closed with a teasing smile, raising my eyebrows in a ‘whatcha gonna do now?’ way. She tugged my hair harshly, my head being forced back as I let out a surprised sound at the action. She took the opportunity of my open mouth to press the tip of her cock in between my lips.

“You could’ve just acted like a good girl.” she shook her head mockingly.

She moved my head back and forth onto her cock, using my mouth to get herself off. I placed my hands on her thighs while she fucked my mouth, just tugging on my hair to move me. She hit the back of my throat and I gagged, her response was a teasing chuckle. “What, can you barely take my cock in that mouth of yours?”

Tears filled my eyes before running down my cheeks, her movements speeding up quickly. My nails raked onto her thighs, trying to grip on harder to steady myself as she fucked my throat. She wiped away my tears with one of her hands while the other moved me further down onto her cock. 

“Is my princess having a hard time with my big cock stuffed in her mouth?” she fake pouted. “Maybe you just want me to fill that mouth with my cum?”

My scalp stung from her hold, my throat hurt but I couldn't deny that I was extremely turned on. I managed to kick off one of my shoes and moved my heel under me, sitting down on it to get some friction. I started to grind my hips back and forth, getting some much needed relief.

“Look at that… What a slut trying to get yourself off. You’re that horny for me?” Natasha said before pulling me off of her cock, holding my hair down to look up at her painfully by my hair. I groaned at the sudden movement, gasping as I could finally get some air.

“Fuck-” I coughed.

“I don’t remember telling you to do that.” She looked at me with a strict expression.

“S-sorry.” I got out as I tried to slow down my breathing.

She tugged my head back again, a wince falling from my lips. “You don’t do anything without my fucking permission, got it?”

I gave her a nod, my eyes wide as I looked at her angry face.

Her hand made sharp contact with my face, my head being forced to the side the most I could with her still having a grip on my hair. “Use your words, princess.”

“Yes…”

She tapped my cheek lightly before letting go of me. “Good girl.”

She put her cock back into her underwear before pulling me up and dragging me to a desk. I stumbled before reaching out to steady myself on it, standing up to fix my stance. She pushed me around before lifting me up on the desk, immediately parting my legs so my skirt pooled around my waist.

“Of course you would have white panties. An innocent little princess like yourself needs to be pure and tidy, huh?” she talked while looking between my thighs. She crouched down onto the floor before moving my panties down my legs, stuffing them into her pocket. “I’m keeping those.”

She leaned forward and bit down on my thigh before licking up to my pussy. She moved my legs to lie over her shoulders while she held them down. Her tongue shot out and nudged my clit, a tiny sound was forced out of me before she did the movement again. She circled her tongue around the nub, teasing me slowly to make me break.

“Beg for it.” she said before brushing her lips against my clit.

“No…”

“No? So you don’t want me to eat you out?” she asked with fake innocence.

“Fuck, come on.” I groaned.

Her nails dug into my thighs as she tightened her grip. “Beg me for it and I’ll do it.”

I rolled my eyes and huffed, leaning back onto my palms behind me. “Fuck you.”

She gave a small shake of her head before humming. She let her spit drop down onto my clit and smirked as I let out a moan. “You’re fucking throbbing, just admit you want it and beg me.”

Another huff left me and I scrunched up my face. “Fine…please just do it already.”

“That’s the best you can do?” she raised her eyebrow.

“Fuck- just go down on me!” I whined. “I need it so fucking bad, just lick me, anything, litterally just do anyth- AH~”

My sentence was cut off as she wrapped her lips around my clit, sucking hard before licking. She flicked her tongue over and over again, not letting up once.

“Too much- fuck~”

“You asked for it.” she smirked against me before continuing.

My hips moved against her face, a feeling starting to build in my lower stomach. “K-keep going~”

She lightly bit me before moving down to my hole, slipping her tongue into me while bringing her thumb to my clit. “Knew you would taste good.”

I was moaning loudly, my hand quickly slapping over my mouth to avoid someone hearing us. “Shit-” came out as a muffled noise.

“Are you getting close?”

I nodded, bringing my hand to her hair to hold her against me. “Holy fuck!”

She suddenly stopped before standing up, moving her underwear down enough for her cock to pop out. She dragged me further to the end of the desk before thrusting her cock into me in one stroke. “Fuck yes!” she moaned out.

I gasped and had to hold myself up better to not fall back. “Oh god…”

“S-shit you’re fucking pulsing around me.” She held my thighs up before moving, bucking her hips to force her cock in and out of me.

“Oh- just like that~”

She was breathing hard, fucking me faster with each second passing. “See how much better you are when you don’t go all smart-mouth all the time?” My mouth was wide agape, silent moans spilling out but not heard.

She adjusted her hold on me so she could thrust better up into me, hitting all the right spots each time. “Such a fucking whore~” she moaned. “You needed some cock to fix your attitude, huh?”

My hand covered my mouth again to stop my moans. I bit down on it to not scream as she hit just right. “Fucking hell~”

“This is a fucking fantasy… fucking the school’s ‘good girl’ in a classroom. God, the fuck do you think is gonna happen when you wear that short ass skirt and those thigh high socks- begging to be fucked like the little slut that you are~”

“Oh god!” I let out a muffled moan.

She lifted up my blouse, pressing her palm down onto my stomach. “Look at that fucking bulge… can see how deep inside of that little pussy I am. How can you even take me that fucking deep…”

“Holy shit- fuck me just like that!” I squealed.

“Needy little girl.” she breathed out. “You’re just my fucking cum-slut. Gonna use you whenever I fucking want.”

“I’m gonna cum!”

She let out a breathless chuckle. “Yeah? I’m making you cum, huh? The little whore is gonna cum all over my cock?”

I nodded quickly, my eyes shut tightly as I reached out to grab onto the side of the desk. “Fuck- fuck!”

“Fucking do it then.” she groaned.

I let out a scream-like moan and leaned forwards, gripping the desk so hard I was sure I could break it. I felt myself tighten up as I reached my orgasm, having experienced nothing as big as this one yet. I could feel my pussy pulsing hard, not even my vibrator could make me cum this hard.

I felt Natasha pull out of me, my eyes opening to see her fist her cock until she came onto my pussy. Her cum hit all over the insides of my thighs as well and I watched as it dripped onto the desk slowly.

We were both breathing hard and I looked at her as she stuffed her cock back into her pants before zipping them up. She grabbed her bag from the floor before turning around by the door, giving me a wink and a smirk. “That was fun, princess. You should probably fix that mess before getting to class. I know you have that test…good luck focusing after this.”

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[mioyeo]

Watch your back: chapter 6

Once you don’t value what you have someone else learns how to take care of what used to be yours

Synopsis : 8 men supposed to give her all the love they promised end up leaving her behind without a valid reason

Pairing : girlfriend Reader x PolyAteez !

Warnings : this chapter contains mentions of, arguing with San , yelling , San blaming reader , lots of crying , Rin being exposed , assault , miscarriage , panic attacks , fake tears , etc Please reminding me if I forgot something

Tag list : @legbouk , @scarfac3 , @m4rsluv , @hcyaa , @jackinmyarea , @layzfeelit , @loverlele, @mulletjoonsupremacy , @veneziamadness , @belle643 , @gugggu6gvai , @atinytinaa , @voidcupidz , @atinyreads , @baguette-atiny , @parkthothwa8 , @hwadump , @owjohny , @miaatiny , @honeyymon

This series is going to be posted together with the Psychiatric series, which means one chapter after another

I decided that this series will be posted every Wednesdays from now on but I may also post chapters again even if it’s not on these days

Word count: 2,2k

" No , She's sleeping peacefully "

The boy looked at the girl that rested her cheek on his chest while clutching onto his shirt

' is she sleeping fine , did they give her the sleeping meds like yesterday ? '

" Yeah they had her take the pills before putting her to sleep so I've been laying down with her for a while now "

San brushed her hair back and he caressed her face softly while Seonghwa talked on the phone with him

' When are you coming home Rin has been impatiently waiting for you to return'

" You know that whenever we leave she's going to cry again and have these panic attacks "

He sighed and shook his head

' She just went trough so much San you need to understand that '

" At first I always felt bad but now it's getting too overwhelming , I can't barely leave without her starting to wail my name like a kid "

' Maybe she feels lonely that's all '

" I know , but this constant crying is tiring me out , I don't always want to hear cry whenever I walk in "

She stirred and clung tightly onto his shirt making him sigh

' I don't know why she does that, but try not to make her feel bad'

" Seonghwa, I'm literally the only one she's always shedding tears with at this point I don't think it's normal anymore "

He heard Seonghwa sigh on the other line, he himself couldn't understand what was bothering Y/n so much lately, the first week of her being at the hospital were calm since she pretty much just didn't talk or just slept in their embrace

" I need to leave in a minute anyways so I can take a bath and relax at home, look this bed is uncomfortable and I'm tired of being here you know how much I despise hospitals "

' Just stay a little more '

" No Seonghwa, I'm tired I have a life too I can't just stay the whole day here and doing nothing other than cuddle her "

Y/n opened her eyes slowly and her lips already started wobbling

" I need to hang up she woke up and it started again , yes you know what I mean bye "

He ended the call and looked at her as she sobbed quietly

" A-Am I holding you back from living your life right now San ? am I that much of a bother?"

She looked up to him with her teary eyes as he wiped the tears away and kissed her nose

" No baby listen-"

" I-I don't want you to always complain whenever you're here "

" What do you even mean "

He looked up at her with his brows furrowed as he detached himself off her so he could put on his shoes and jacket

" I hear how you always complain to the others about me whenever you stay here for some hours , I never asked you to do this other than stay with me especially because it was our child that I lost recently "

She wiped her face and sniffed as he looked at her with a scowl

" And you're only telling me that now ?! "

He yelled in disbelief making her flinch

" I didn't tell you that I missed my period because you didn't care and just brushed it off the last time we had a pregnancy scare "

The boy groaned and approached her

" Do you know what you just did ?! You prevented me from protecting my first child , my first joy and happiness as a father don't you feel ashamed of keeping something like this away from me ? all of us "

" This is not my fault that I got assaulted having it cost my child's life! "

" If you had told me we'd make sure you were doing fine always! "

He raised his voice as she sat there with tears unable to make them stop

" Do you know how much it hurts to know I lost my first child and everything a first time dad could do because you were so stupid to not close the door properly ? "

" I never left the damn door open! I don't know what they told you but it's not true "

" You're trying to deny it now ? , if it weren't for Rin that cared so much about you even though you're always mean to her and call ambulance you'd be dead from how beaten up you were "

She chuckled and starred at him in disbelief

" So it was her that fabricated all this madness of stories so she could look good "

" Don't try to blame her when she literally saved your ungrateful ass ! "

San approached Y/n and grabbed her shoulders forcefully as he shook her

" Why should I be grateful for someone who did this in the first place! She's the one you should blame for our child not making it "

She cried out pushing his hands away from her

" Your princess and her friends did this to me , you should be glad that I didn't sue her for attempted murder and tort ! "

" Stop blaming others for your own actions , you left the door open that's why someone came in and hurt you "

" Are you acting dumb or are you genuinely dumb Choi San ? , why would someone assault me for leaving my own house door open if that where the case ? This is the most unrealistic thing someone could ever tell "

" You know what's strange ?, the way you always despised her since day one now it makes sense you're just trying to get us to break up with her "

He chuckled and brushed his hair back as he looked at her in disappointment

" Why would I get along with someone that has been doing nothing but hurt me this whole time? , I've endured so much already I just can't hurt my discomfort anymore "

" It's not our fault we fell in love with her and you know that , that's just how humans are "

" I've been through thick and thin already and I think it's time for a change , I've had so many people willing to give me their love but I've always been so blindly stupid to realize that how you guys treat me is just not how someone should be treated in a relationship "

She slowly stood up and clutched her hospital gown while walking towards San who looked at her speechless

" I won't tell myself anymore that I am the issue every single day I wake up , I'm tired of shedding tears and feeling insecure about myself even though I shouldn't "

With tears she tried pushing him out towards the door but he grabbed her arms and made her look at him

" Do you think I'll just let you leave?"

" Stop trying to gaslight me with your sweet talk San , you know how much I don't like that now go just like how you wanted to a few minutes ago since I wail to much like a baby "

" You can't just drop these bomb news on me and expect me to leave "

" I don't care I'm to fed up right now to even make you believe me "

" How will I believe something without proof ? What do you want me to do ?! Go and beat up Rin until she tells something she didn't do ? "

The girl teared up and pushed him away from her once again

" I just told you that in despair for you just to believe me once in a life time maybe watch out because of how fake she is San ! "

" Stop talking about her like that , she's the most sweetest person I have ever seen and the most fragile one too she'd never be capable of beating someone like this "

He sighed loudly and looked around trying to calm himself, since he didn't want to yell again

" She had her two friends beat me up as she laughed and filme-"

" Enough ! Y/n stop making up things you don't even sound like you know what you're talking about at this point you're doing to much ,j-just stop ok ? I get it you don't like her the tiniest bit but just don't blame her for your mistakes , you're just saying anything at this point, I wish I could believe you baby I do but I can't seem to wrap my head around this "

" Fuck San what do you mean my mistakes?! Is me losing our baby my mistake? "

" I can't stand looking at you right now, I'll tell Seonghwa to come and stay with you "

San stared at her apologetic and left the room letting her cry to yourself

The girl sighed as the violent sharp pain rushed through her chest as she cried making her feel nauseous and hold on onto the bed rails

She was so tired of the whole situation , it made her question if she was really the one at fault , because if she didn't smash Rin's face into that damn  cake she'd be at home now

Watching first time mom vlogs and secretly buying neutral baby clothes while building up the courage to tell San that she was expecting

But now everything was gone  because she was stupid enough to let them provoke her

———

" How about we have dinner outside today "

Rin back hugged Jongho who was currently washing the dishes because Seonghwa went out to stay with Y/n

" We'll have to wait for San to come back home , and speaking of him it's been like three hours since  he had to be home already "

" Maybe he needs sometime for himself? I mean he's been having it hard because of what happened to Y/n lately "

He sighed and nodded before drying his hands and smiling at her

" I'm thankful that you arrived home and called the ambulance on time "

The girl smiled nervously gulping

" I-I'm glad I found her , I was so scared  "

" Everything is ok now don't worry "

She felt him hug and rub her back , it was to much she honestly cursed herself for even telling Yeongja and Iseul to deal with her

What would happen if the boys found out ? She be definitely done for

Her whole dream of being a model would literally shatter if Y/n decides to sue her , the boys could break up with her or kick her out

“ Ay is everything alright ? Ive been talking to you for about five minutes ”

Jongho looked at her concerned

“ A-Ah I’m sorry I’ve been thinking about Y/n and how much pain she must be in no- ”

The front door suddenly opened revealing a distressed San

“ Rin ! ”

He removed his shoes and stormed towards the kitchen to look inside

“ W-Why would you do that to her ? ”

“ What are you talking about San ”

Jongho asked confused as San approached them shaking

“ Rin and her friends assaulted Y/n making her loose our child that day ”

The younger immediately let go of her and frowned

“ San do you know how big this accusation is ?”

“ I just met Iseul outside her workplace and she told me , I just don’t understand why you would do that ”

Rin bit her inner cheek as the other guys started crowding the kitchen looking just as confused as Jongho was when San walked in

“ What is going on here , why is he yelling? ”

Mingi went closer and looked at San that was shedding tears of disappointment

“ Rin and her friends where the ones that did that to Y/n , because of whatever happened between them that day I lost my first child and even blamed it on her for allegedly leaving the door open even though she didn’t ! ”

“ Rin is what San is saying the truth? ”

They all stared at her waiting for an answer

“ I just got mad because she said that you will never love me like you love her , a-and I didn’t hit her it was Yeongja and Iseul who said they where going to deal with her for being rude , I never wanted them to do it ! I never wanted this to happen”

She stuttered and teared up

“ Still you should’ve told us and not lie ”

San hissed and left towards his room and slammed the door shut

“ What you did was really dangerous , what if she died that day from how intense you guys beat her to the point she also had a miscarriage? I’m so disappointed in you Rin ”

“ Yeosang I’m sorry ”

Wooyoung and Yunho left the room without saying anything further other than saying how disappointed they were

“ You’re glad Hongjoong and Seonghwa are not here because they would be so mad at you ”

Everyone else left leaving Mingi with the crying girl that didn’t even look at him

“ Look , it will take a while for San to even look at you but I’ll talk to the boys so they won’t tell Hwa and Joong about this , promise you will apologize to Y/n as soon as she’s discharged ”

“ I-I promise , do they hate me ? ”

“ No don’t worry about it I got this ”

He sighed and left , making Rin stop crying and muffle her screaming

“ Wait until I see you tomorrow Iseul "

Rin scoffed and stormed into her room angrily

Now that San was mad at her imagine how Seonghwa would react she didn’t even want to think about Hongjoong’s reaction

They would fry her alive if they found out

She frustratedly searched for her pack of cigarettes and opened her window after locking her door

“ I’ll just need to make Y/n shut up I can’t afford the agency bawling out on me ”

Blowing off the smoke in the air she tapped her feet angrily

One thing she was sure was that she never expected it to come to light this fast or how fast her friend would rat her out

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[witherednotes]

Kinktober Day 5

Cuckolding — S.Coups & Jeonghan

pairing; s.coups (seungcheol) x f!reader x jeonghan

genre; smut

word count; 809 words

warnings; dom!seungcheol, dom!jeonghan, sub!reader, established relationship with seungcheol, cuckolding, restraint, petnames, protected sex, slight hairpulling, slight degrading (in the end only)

a/n; this is inspired by the part in going seventeen bad clue ii ep.2 where coups were being tied up while having a debate with jeonghan. yes i thought it was hot so here we are with this writing.

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The small sound of metals jingling as Seungcheol moved in his seat. Hands linked together with a handcuff behind him. The blood inside him boiling as your voice echoed through the room with the sound of skin coming in contact in a rhythm.

“Just stay still, Cheol. Moving around won’t get you anywhere.” The other man in the room mocked the helpless Seungcheol in the corner of the room.

“You don’t get to be cocky, Jeonghan.” Seungcheol’s voice sounded calm — he looked calm — leaning back to his chair as his eyes bore into yours and Jeonghan’s figure on the bed. He looked calm for someone who’s actually screaming on the inside.

“Oh, sorry to break it to you, but we all know you can’t do anything about it.” You could hear the smirk in Jeonghan’s voice as his hips kept moving. He snaked his arms around your body, pulling you from your hands and knees for you to rest your back on his chest. “And you can clearly see she’s loving it.”

And honestly, you do love it. Seungcheol, the person who just loves to be in charge of everything, is now sitting on a chair with his hand tied together. You know Seungcheol is now starting to regret his own idea. An idea for both of you to bring his mischievous best friend into your bedroom — the bedroom where he’s always in charge. He thought maybe having Jeonghan in the bedroom would make it even more interesting. He thought he could show off his ways of being dominant to his friend. And with your consent, the idea seems so perfect.

But then again, it’s Jeonghan who we’re talking about here.

One thing leads to another, the guest has taken over. And to be honest, you’re not complaining at all. With him taking you from behind making you able to make eye contact with Seungcheol’s lustful one, everything seems ten times hotter than before.

“Say it, darling.” Jeonghan’s hand moved to cup your jaw, forcing you to look at Seungcheol. “Tell him how good I am pounding into you.”

“C-cheol— Seungcheol!“ As the word came out from your mouth, Seungcheol painted the biggest smirk on his face.

“Even with Jeonghan fucking you, all you can say is my name.” He leaned back even more, a way for him to show Jeonghan that him fucking you don’t have that much of an effect to him.

“Really, you don’t like what I’m doing to you? Shall I stop, then?” Jeonghan fake pouted at you, movement slowing down a beat.

“No! N-no, no. Jeonghan p-please don’t stop—“

“See? There’s just no way she doesn't love it. Her boyfriend’s bestfriend fucking her to tomorrow while her favorite boy is watching. You just love it, don’t you?” One of Jeonghan’s hands moved to your core. His slim fingers drew a figure eight on your clit making you moan even louder.

“I’m—‘m clos—“

“Don’t. You. Dare.” Seungcheol’s voice went down an octave. You could see his eyes darkened from jealousy and still with lust.

“It’s fine, darling. Cum all over me, I won’t stop you.” Like an angel and a devil whispering in both of your ears, you’re split apart. Deep inside, you would want to obey Seungcheol. To hold everything back until you’re back in his touch. But Jeonghan is too hard to resist. His hands roaming around your body making it so hard to not give up to him.

And Seungcheol might’ve felt which side you’re leaning to. “Try me. Try and cum, then you’ll see what will happen.”

“He said it, darling. Go on, cum for us.” Jeonghan’s move got more brutal each second.

And so you did. The knot on your stomach is released. Sights are covered by the stars as you reach your high. Your body is still shaking with Jeonghan who didn’t stop moving, catching his white. Non-stop moaning and whimpers kept escaping both yours and Jeonghan’s lip until he pushed the deepest he could and released his liquid to the condom.

You fell forward, head planted on the sheets as you tried to catch your breath. You’re still laying down on the bed, catching your breath as you come down from your high. Your eyes are closed as you try to even your heartbeat. Jeonghan pulls out. He stood from the bed to discard his condom. But what you don’t know is, Jeonghan has moved in silence to open the cuffs from Seungcheol.

Seungcheol walked closer to the bed, stopping right in front of you. His hand moved to your strands. It was the soft touch making you hum in pleasure before his hand turned rough and pulled your hair back. A loud yelp escaped your lips as your eyes met his burning one.

“Hope you’re not too tired before taking your punishment, my slut.”

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[mysticaldeanvoidhorse]

Together Always

Gally x Reader

The Maze Runner

Part 2

     You had been there a week, and had spent a few days at each job trying to figure out what you would do.  Today was the day you would be working with the builders.  You couldn’t help but be nervous, not knowing if you were any good at it but mostly hoping you would be able to impress Gally, or at least not embarrass yourself in front of him.  You had found that you wanted to impress him more than the others and though it was early, you knew you were having feelings for this particular Keeper. You knew that wasn’t a good thing, knowing it wasn’t a good idea to have feelings for any of the boys but especially this one; mainly because you knew he would never feel the same.  He was so closed off and hardly seemed to notice you even existed.  However that would change since he would be overseeing you today.

     At breakfast, you went to sit next to Newt, who quickly became your closest friend.  You realized everyone liked him and you weren’t surprised at all.

“Hey Newt,”  You greeted, sitting down across from him.

“Hey Y/N, ready to try out a new task?”  He asked.

“Not really, I feel like I will somehow mess up”  You laughed, trying to hide your nerves.  The truth was you weren't nervous about any other task, knowing if it wasn’t a fit you would find something else.  This particular task had more at stake.

“You’ll be fine, besides Gally won’t let you do anything too stupid. He is pretty good at making sure everyone stays safe.”  As if appearing out of nowhere, Gally had just shown up.

“Talking about me, Newt?”  You quickly turned to see him standing next to you.

“Yep, just reassuring your mentee that you won’t let her screw up too badly.”  You shot him a bored look.

“Nah, I’ll make sure she doesn’t hurt anyone.  Mostly worried she will hurt herself.”  You couldn’t tell if he was completely joking or not.

“Hey, I am not that bad!”  You faked being hurt.

“Guess we will see.”  Gally smirked at you.  His intense stare still had you weak in the knees and you were glad you were sitting down already.

“Guess you will have to keep a close eye on her.”  Newt said, though you were too busy to see him and Minho exchange a knowing look.

“I guess so.”  Gally said, not breaking eye contact.  

     After breakfast Gally had brought you to the worksite that was surprisingly farther away from the main area than you had expected.

“We will start with something small.  Do you know how to use a hammer?”

“Honestly, I don’t remember ever using one, but I think I have the main idea.”  You wanted to be honest, but also didn’t want to look dumb.

“Cool, well, take this nail, and hammer these two boards together.”  You grabbed the hammer.

“Are you going to watch me do it?”  You asked, when he folded his arms and stared at you.

“Yes.”  Was all he replied.  You just rolled your eyes and did as he asked.

“How did I do, boss?”  You said sarcastically, knowing you had done a decent job.  Afterall, it wasn’t rocket science.

“Just making sure you’re competent.”  He said, grabbing the hammer from you.

“Wow, with compliments like that you might make a girl swoon.”  You joked.  He just stared blankly at you.  “Geeze, tough crowd.”  You said lightheartedly.

“Follow me, we will work on something a little harder.”

“Sounds good.”  You said, following him.  You wanted to be his friend at the very least and you could tell you weren't off to a great start.  You would just stick to talking only when necessary.

     The rest of the morning went well, and you were proud of what you were able to do.  Lunchtime came and you walked over with the rest of the builders, minus Gally.  He continued to finish what he was working on.  You admired his work ethic.

“How did the morning go?”  Newt asked once he sat next to you.

“Not too bad, I haven’t created any major calamities yet.”  You joked and he laughed.

“I don’t think Gally likes me that much though.”  You confessed and he looked at you surprised.

“Why do you say that?”

“I think I am a nice person”  You started.

“Obviously.”

“But I don’t think my jokes or efforts to reach out are well received.”  Newt seemed to think about that.

“Why do you think that?”

“Well he just seems like he tolerates me at best, and seems like he can’t get away from me fast enough.  So I just decided to not talk so much.  Just do what I am told.”

“I think he just doesn’t know what to say.  He has always been a little awkward like that, but especially with a girl around his whole personality changes.  He isn’t a bad guy he just is rough around the edges and you are trying to break those walls down.. I don't think he knows what to do with that.”  You thought about that.

“I guess that makes sense.  I just don’t want him to not like me.”

“And why is that?”  He gave you a knowing look.

“What do you mean by that?”  You asked a little too defensively.

“It just seems like you are trying hard to be on his good side.”

“Well of course.  He is my boss for the day so I want to make a good impression.” You reasoned.

“Well I don’t think that is your problem.”

“Then what is?”  Before he could reply, you saw Gally walking up to the food line, subconsciously grabbing his shirt to wipe his face.  You were not upset by the glimpse of his abs he granted you with the action.

“You okay Y/N?  Looks like you got a little drool there.”  Minho teased you.  You turned red.

“Shut up Minho.”

“Oh someone is a little defensive,” he joked.

“It’s just because you didn’t give me the same show, so I had to look elsewhere.”  You joked.

“I know you are in love with me, I am sorry I am driving you into the arms of another man.”  He faked seriousness.  You gagged causing Newt to laugh.

“Aren’t you supposed to be in the maze?”  You asked.

“Yes, but Alby needed something today so I am here, lucky you.”

“You’re a runner right?”  He nodded.  “So run along then.”  You rolled your eyes.

“Sounds like you are annoying our Greenie here.”  Gally said behind you.  Shuck this boy was more stealthy than you would like.

“Nah, she can’t get enough of me.”  Minho joked.

“Not convincing.”  Gally said, sitting next to you.  You were not upset that he had taken to sitting next to you since you arrived.  At least that was what you let yourself think since you couldn’t be sure he didn’t always sit here before you arrived.

“More like I get too much of this guy.”  You said to Gally.  He smirked.

“Ouch, that really hurts.  And you just said you were in love with me.”

“When did I ever say that?”  You deadpanned.

“Well, when you were ogling Gally, you said it was only because - ouch!”  Newt hit him.  Your eyes went wide.  Gally turned to you.

“What is he talking about?”  A look of amusement on his face.

“Do I ever know what he is saying?”  You played off, not able to keep looking at him.

“That’s true.”  He said, not entirely convinced.

“Minho just saw you with your shirt lifted and tried to play it off as me looking and not the fact that he was checking you out himself.”  You joked.

“Well that makes more sense.  I knew Minho had less than honorable intentions towards me.”  You stopped and looked at him.

“Was that a joke?  Did I actually hear your joke?”  He gave a sheepish smile.

“I guess so.”

“Well I am glad that you are finally able to joke around me.  I thought I was annoying you with my sense of humor.”  You said half seriously.  He leaned over slightly.

“Not at all, I enjoy it actually.  I just don’t always know how to respond.  No one is as happy and lighthearted as you, it is something to get used to.”  You just looked at him.  “I don’t mean that as a bad thing”  He said quickly.  “I just am not a funny guy, not like Minho or even Newt.”  He said the last part a little bit harsher.

“You don’t have to be.  Then you wouldn’t be Gally.”  You smiled at him and he smiled back.  “Besides, I am just glad that I haven’t freaked you out.”

“Did you think you had?”  He asked.

“Well, kinda.  I mean, whenever I joke around, you just look at me like I have grown two heads so I thought you figured I was crazy.”  You played with the food on your plate, hoping to hide your nerves.

“There’s something different about you.”

“Well I am not a guy, there’s that.”  He rolled his eyes.

“Obviously.  Besides that.  You are so refreshing around here.  You are a light in the dark…”  He trailed off.

“You think so?”  You prodded, softly.

“You’re pretty great, Y/N.”  You took a moment to stare into his eyes.  He was so beautiful it hurt.

“But that can’t be a shock, everyone here likes you a lot.  A little too much”  He slightly frowned at the last part.

“I’m just glad you like me.”  He looked at you, trying to find a lie but he didn't and wouldn’t.

“Yea- yeah. You’re a good friend.”  He smiled and backed away slightly.  You tried to not be hurt.  You should just be glad at how much he opened up to you just now.  He may never feel the same, but at least you knew he didn’t hate you.  Progress.

     After lunch you went back to work, and you ended up helping some other builders while Gally got called away.  You found that though you weren’t incredibly strong, having smaller hands and being able to fit into tighter spaces helped in more ways than you thought.  However, that got you into more dangerous scenarios, like the one you found yourself in.  There was an old building that needed a plank fixed and there weren’t any ladders nearby.  So to help you were ‘volun-told’ to get up onto a 2x4 and reach awkwardly to try and fix the beam.  As long as you didn’t overreach you would be fine.  You wanted to help and show them that you could do whatever they could, if not more since you were the only one small enough to reach.  You took a deep breath and climbed up.  It wasn’t incredibly high, but if you fell, it would hurt.  You managed to stay focused, asking for the tools you would need from one of the boys behind you.  You were almost finished when you heard it.

“What the shuck is going on here?”  Uh oh.  Gally.

“She could fit, it needed to be fixed.”

“Not that way!  No one should be up there like that, especially her!”  You quickly finished and handed the tools back to whoever would quickly take them.  Gally came up under you.

“What are you doing?”  He half yelled.

“Trying to fix this beam.”  You told him as calmly as you could.

“Why are you on a flimsy board and not a ladder?  That shuck thing won’t hold you.  Get. Down. Now!”  He sounded panicked.

“It’s okay Gally, I am finished, I am getting down now.”  You tried to tell him reassuringly, but because you were distracted your foot got caught and you slipped.  You managed to stay right side up, holding onto the board. Shuck it, the only way down was to let go.  So you did.  You expected it to hurt, but you landed in some strong arms. Looking up you saw it was Gally.  You couldn’t appreciate being in his arms because his face was fuming.  If steam could come out of his ears it would.

“Are you shucking kidding me?”  He wasn’t really asking.

“Gally, I am sorry but I thought I could fix it quickly.”  

“I don’t need to hear excuses.  You should never have been up there in the first place.  On a flimsy board, not even tied down, no ladder.  What were you thinking?”

“I fixed it, I am okay, I-”  But he cut you off.

“You weren’t thinking.  Use that shuck head of yours, you could have gotten yourself killed!”

“I wouldn’t have died, Gally.  At worst, a broken arm or something, but that didn’t happen.”  You tried to remain calm but your patience was wearing thin.

“That’s because I caught you.  You need to think!  You are smarter than that.”  He said the last part no longer yelling.  It was at this moment you both realized that he was still holding you tightly.  He slightly released his grip but not enough to let you move away. “Are you hurt?”  He asked.

“No.  And the beam is fixed.”  He didn’t say anything, just kept looking at you with those beautiful eyes.  After a second, “Everything is fine.  The beam is fine, I am fine. You are fine, right?”  You asked after a second, putting your hand on his chest.  His heart was beating fast still, but he had calmed down slightly.

“You’re asking if I am alright?  After you fell?”  He asked incredulously.  You just shrugged.

“I could have hurt you, and you seemed pretty upset.  Just checking you are okay too.”  He couldn’t seem to process that.  He just nodded once.   “Okay, well I am going to let you calm down and put away my stuff.”  You pushed him back slightly and he held onto you for a second before releasing you.  It was quitting time and you wanted to be anywhere but there.  You didn’t know what just happened, but you didn't like being yelled at by Gally, especially in front of everyone after doing him a favor.

     After you walked away, Gally knew he messed up.  He was really concerned and he didn’t know where these feelings came from.  And it scared him.  But what scared him most was the idea that you could have gotten hurt.  And it would have been his fault, on his watch.  And he would never forgive himself for that.  But he yelled at you and he hated himself for it.  His feelings for you were intense and they scared him.  He just hoped he hadn’t scared you away.

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