nicholasgoodgirl

[nicholasgoodgirl]

Hello love <3 Could I request an imagine where Monty knows you can't take much alcohol, so he fills you up with his self-made Liquor, testing you. Then you're totally drunk and start tumbling around the camp until you stumble over something and nearly fall but Bellamy catches you and decideds to take care of you after giving monty a speech how stupid his idea was. Bell takes you to his tent and you accidentally tell him you like him but soon you fall asleep on him and he's all happy cause he feels the same ? :)

THE WRONG IDEA ୨୧ BELLAMY BLAKE

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: bellamy blake x fem!reader

𝐀/𝐍: obsessed with this since i read the request:). only warnings would be drinking and mention of her puking 😶. hope i did this justice! thank u for requesting <3

Growing up on the Ark wasn’t always the easiest. Or the most fun. So, after being locked up and sent down to the ground, you didn’t exactly know what to expect. Especially when the first thing the hundred did once landing on the ground was a party.

You were never a huge party girl— I mean, it was the Ark for god sake.

But you liked to believe you’d be fun and be able to take your alcohol. . . even with the few times being told you couldn't. It didn’t stop you from walking out of your tent to party with the hundred. Currently, you were sitting around the fire with Monty, Jasper, and Harper playing your own game.

“Truth or dare, Y/N?” Monty said, looking at you with a smile. He hands you a small crown you made out of sticks for this specific game. You take the crown with a sigh, placing it on your head while laughing and covering your face for a second. “Umm, how about dare.” Right when you said it, Monty’s face had seemed to brighten up a little as if he was hoping you’d pick dare.

He clapped in excitement making Harper laugh. You immediately regretted your decision, “Oh no.” Monty pretended to think until he laid his elbows on his thighs and looked towards you.

“I dare you, miss Y/N, to try our liquor,” he says, our being his and Jasper’s, “and down it in one.”

Jasper and Harper laugh, excited to know if you’d take the dare. Monty and Jasper made this special liquor for Unity Day and you refused to try it. If it was anything like their other ideas, it probably wasn’t the best.

You mentally cursed yourself for picking a dare. Monty and Jasper knew you couldn’t hold your liquor well since all those times on the Ark, they were the ones to watch you take a drink and pass out the next. They’ve covered for you many times.

Despite that, you believed you held it pretty well.

You thought for a moment, “You know what? I’ll do it!”

The three cheered playfully making you laugh. But, deep down, you were nervous.

Monty stands up and walks behind you, pouring you a drink. He used one of the bigger cups the hundred had and filled it nearly to the rim. He walks back over and hands the drink to you, “Drink up, Y/N.” He chuckled.

You blushed nervously, pulling the drink to your nose. Oh god, you thought. You scrunched your nose at the smell and instead of not finishing the dare, you took a drink of the alcohol.

You tried your best to down it all— but, you ended up downing only half of it. The three cheered for you as you pulled the cup from your lips, you laughed and wiped the spill on your chin with the back of your hand.

Letting out a small cough, you looked up at the three, “I’m not gonna lie, this is pretty good.” Erupts of laughter surrounded you.

As the night went on, you didn’t stop at the one drink. One turned into two; turned into four. This is probably how you ended up stumbling around the camp, searching for… god knows what. You couldn’t exactly remember.

You could admit it now, you were entirely drunk.

You continue to wander and decide to look up at the stars shining above which was probably a bad idea because you nearly trip over one of the logs. Your drink falls out of your hand and onto the dirt, thinking you are about to fall with it, Bellamy Blake catches you.

It felt like a movie. You had a major crush on the Blake boy and let’s say— him catching you in his arms after nearly falling face flat and the smirk he held didn’t help with that said crush. You’re cheeks turn tomato red and you start to giggle. “Hi,” you said breathlessly. Bellamy helps you stand upright and smirks, “Hey,” he scans your face, “have you been drinking?”

You clear your throat, shaking your head, “Pfft. No.” You tried to act like you weren’t but then you looked back up at Bellamy, “Okay, yeah. I’m drunk, okay? Have you tried Monty’s liquor? It’s to die for. I kinda—“ You rambled but were cut off by Bellamy’s laugh.

“Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“I think it’s time for you,” he picks up the cup from the ground and sets it on one of the tables, “to get some rest.”

Your jaw lowers playfully, “I’m fine, Blake. And I can prove it to you.” His eyebrow raises as you smile, raising one foot in the air with your hands on your waist, trying to balance to prove your soberness. Your plan didn’t last long because not even holding balance for 7 seconds, you tumbled causing Bellamy to step forward and catch you again; almost making your crown fall off.

Who knows why you were still wearing it?

“Okay, princess, let’s get you to bed.” He holds you up and you can’t help but just laugh as he helps you to his tent. You didn't even realize that you were in his tent as he laid you down on the bed, “who got you this drunk anyways?”

You smile and mouth ‘Monty’ before realizing, and quickly putting your pointer finger over your mouth, “Shh”

Bellamy chuckles, nodding and taps your thigh, “Alright. I’m going to get you some water, stay here.” He tells you. Bellamy stands up and exits the tent, his eyes searching around the camp for the Korean boy.

He spots the boy by the table— Bellamy walks over, grabs a cup for you, and turns to Monty, “Did you get Y/N drunk?” He asks plainly. Monty’s mouth opens to react but closes it when he speaks again, “Don’t worry. I already know you did. Which was stupid.” Monty sighs, “We were just playing a game, I didn’t know—“

“Just don't do it again,” Bellamy says as the cup is now filled with water for Y/N. Bellamy pats Monty’s arm before wandering off back to his tent; where you were. Monty stammers and looks at Jasper beside him, his face full of embarrassment.

Bellamy walks into the tent and sees you half asleep in his bed. He smiles softly before sitting down beside you, caressing your arm and making you pay attention to him again. “Here, drink up.” You take the water from him gently with a smile. You only take a sip before looking at him again, “Bell?” He hums, “I have a confession.” You mutter.

Suddenly, at that moment you feel something come up your throat and threaten to come out. You burp closed-mouthed when you realize what’s happening; you quickly lean over the bed and end up puking some of the alcohol out of your system into luckily a bucket.

“Uh, do you want me to hold your crown?” He tries to reach for it but you immediately place your hand over the stick crown you were extremely proud of. “No!” He laughs and holds some of your hair back instead. Once you felt that there was no more, you leaned up, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. You lay back against the pillows and look up at Bellamy again with tired eyes, “I like you, Bellamy Blake. A lot.”

He smiles down at you, pulling your hair back behind your shoulders gently. “Y/N, I like y—“ He cuts himself off when he looks down and sees that your eyes are closed and your breathing slowed; signaling that you in the fact just fell asleep.

Bellamy chuckles softly. He leans down, pecking a kiss on your forehead before leaning back. “I like you too, Y/N. A lot.” He whispers even if you can’t hear him.

He could only hope you remembered this in the morning.

[nicholasgoodgirl]

I have a request...

yess..?

[nicholasgoodgirl]

the search is unfortunately real😪

listen, the ‘suggested communities’ better lower their voice

[nicholasgoodgirl]

same😔 like..

pov: I find a good smut fic but it includes a daddy kink

[nicholasgoodgirl]

literally. he's so gorgeous

Everytime somebody asks me “what was your favourite Reid era?” I look at them in horror.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN? I LOVE ALL OF THEM. I LOVE ALL OF HIM. I WANT ALL OF HIM. JUST LOOK AT HIM. LOOK AT THIS GORGEOUS BRAINIAC. I'M GOING INSANE.

[nicholasgoodgirl]

in the sheets- spencer reid

summary: sleeping with spencer and caring less about the consequences from your dad.

warnings: smut, no protection (wrap that shit), aaron is your dad, age gap (4yrs), multiple rounds, slight squirtung, aftercare

a/n: i wanna be that one writer who writes the reader as aarons daughter.

me and spencer were kissing from the front door all the way to my bedroom. stumbling on eachother while moving backwards towards the bed unable to move off of eachother.

i fall onto the bed; with him ontop of me. he kissed down my jaw to my collar bone leaving sloppy wet kisses.

i reach down, palming him through his pants, looking him straight in his eyes. i see the intense desire in his eyes making me smile.

"can i?" i ask messing with the waist band of his pants. "please" he begged.

i get up from the bed sitting spencer down then unzipping his pants. he helped me pull them down; pulling his boxers down as well.

i grab ahold of his now free cock letting my tounge swirl around the tip, my mouth taking more of him. he gasped at the feeling.

surprisingly he took ahold of my hair and forced my mouth down further on his dick, it caught me off gaurd making me cough a bit.

as i bobbed my head i tried my best to supress my gag reflex everytime he hit the back of my throat.

"k' thats enough. get up" he helped me off the ground and pulled me in for a kiss then made me lay on his bed; turning me over on my stomach.

"please baby take off your shirt" he said while taking off my pants already, then tossing them to the floor.

i took my shirt off and just threw it away from me. his shirt tossed in the same direction.

he runs his hands down my back then to my hips. he guides the head of his cock to my hole, teasing my entrance.

"can we just fuck for now. and not tease eachother" i propose the possibility. "sounds like a plan" i audibly gasp at him slipping into me, bottoming out.

spencer was thrusting into me so easily "god you feel so good" his words wobble out.

he increased his speed gripping onto my hips which i knew were gonna leave marks.

if i was being honset with my self i didn't think he had it in him, but i never fully doubted him.

he brings his hand down to my clit rubbing it in circles while also applying pressure. making me squirm under him. "mm- fuck m' gonna cum" my words muffling into the matress.

"thats fine" i didn't even have to look back to know he was smiling, just from the way he said it.

just one more rut and i felt myself get filled. he fucked his seed into me some more and i had climaxed.

i wanted more, i was yearning for more i wanted him to pull so many orgasms from me tonight. just looking at him made my eyes glaze with lust.

he pulled out and turned me over "can we go again?" i asked before he could say anything. a warm smile and a nodd is all i received before he penetrates me again.

he scans over my face as he pushes inside of me "you're really pretty y'know that?" he leans down to press a sentimental kiss on my lips.

"thanks baby, thats-.. sweet" the last word choking out when his tip brushes my cervix.

he puts his hands back at my waist for leverage to hit into me deeper. i pull at the blankets underneath me. i was still so sensitive from my last orgasm but my need for him was much more stronger.

"I can't really last-" his cock twitched then filled me up again "-that long looking at you" it was endearing really and i can't even be mad about it, but he was still hard.

it was like having sex with a horny teenage boy with much more stamina.

he lays down ontop of me not really putting his full weight on me, he pulls out and turns over; flopping onto his back.

i get on him, straddling his lap "can i ride you?" he just groaned a 'mhm' so i grabbed his hard cock and aligned it with my somehow slick entrance.

i sink down on him, leaning down to place kisses on spencers neck while rocking my hips back and forth. i sit up and use his shoulders to help me go up and down on him. at the certain angle his dick was hitting inside of me made pornographic moans leave my lips and also made me see stars. i was onto my second orgasm tonight.

"ahh.. shit" i laid ontop of spencer, rocking my hips a little; riding out my orgasm feeling pure ecstasy.

i was so tired but the room was thick with tension and lust. i couldn't physically get enough of spencer reid, as the minutes passed i found new things about him that turned me on. like right now, his heavy breathing and the light tracing that his hand is doing on my back.

"turn over. might be a while til' we can do this again" he turned me over; my face laying into the pillows. "can you breath?" he asked fisting some hair into a make shift ponytail. "yeah" he released my hair after the response

his tip dragged through my sensitive folds, he then fucks his tip inside me. my brows knit and my mouth falls open.

he slams inside of me "im goin' all the way" spencer warns.

i put my face into the pillow and let out a scream. I'd never been fucked like this ever. and i never had someone go multiple rounds in different positions for so long, it's been atleast 30 minutes.

his leverage this time was the headboard of his bed. he kept him somewhat steady

he slams into me repeatedly, his tip brusing my cervix. i clench around him, a whimper falling from his mouth it sounded like music to my ears I'd do anything to hear it again.

spencer was using everything in him to hit deeply inside me, it was making my mind go blank. all that was leaving my mouth was moans and his name as if thats all i remembered

"spencer!!" i screamed. i held onto the blankets for dear life as if it could help me take it.

"sorry.. sorry" he began slowing down "no dont stop!" i yelled quickly. so he reverted his speed and continued to go as fast as before.

i possibly could have squirted, i just know my own cum is leaking out of me while he's still going.

"jesus fuck-" he moans, pulling out with a slick pop then collapsing next to me.

i felt worn out, but like i could go just one more time but i highly doubt I'd even be awake for it

"im sorry about that" he sighs into my hair.

"don't apologize" is all i could utter in the moment.

i let my eyes rest and he tucked the hair that fallen in my face behind my ear. i opened my eyes to see him admiring my face "that was eventful wasn't it?" i smile nodding, i could feel butterflies in my stomach just from looking at him.

"lets get cleaned up" spencer sat up but i didn't sit up with him, i actually got under the blankets that were already a mess.

"m' tired" is all i said while snuggling into the balnkets "thats fair." he got out of bed and went to the bathroom with some clothes in hand. which im not quite sure when he got them.

--

i wake up to a damp haired spencer reid. and looking around it was still night. I've only fallen asleep for a few minutes "c'mon sweet girl you need to get clean"

he carried me into the bathroom and placed me in a bath. "im gonna go change the sheets and blankets. try cleaning yourself.. and please dont fall asleep in the tub. it's a major safety hazard" i nod along to what he's saying so he know im listening.

when he leaves i start getting all cleaned up. i could really get used to this princesses treatment, and the thing is we aren't even together and this is the best I've been treated by a man.

i got out the tub and dryed myself off. looking around i saw no clothes, so i wrapped the towel around me and walked out the bathroom.

"spencer!?" i yell out for him but there was no reply. i hear footsteps approaching the bedroom "yeah?" it was just spencer.

"i have no clothes" it's like a instant lightbulb went off in his head "i totally forgot" he went in his closet and came out with a black t-shirt.

"thanks" i walk back into the bathroom but before i could close the door spencer told me he ordered pizza and it should be here by time i was completely finished.

i put the shirt on and it was at my mid thigh so i think i was good for tonight.

i sit on the bed and get comfortable under the blankets of the replaced bedsheets. spencer comes in the room with a box of pizza and two bottled waters in the other hand.

"got the goods" he chuckled placing the food and drink on the bed. "thanks spence"

he climbed into bed next to me "so how are we telling your dad about this" i nearly choked on air.

"he's not finding out about this moment-" ,,no no of course not he'd kill me. i mean us. whatever this is." his words were kinda doubtful of what he thought we were.

"oh.. lets just wait it out and hope I'm not pregnant" i lightened the moment with reid laughing at my half joke.

[nicholasgoodgirl]

ahhh yes this is perfect

the duality of man

*teary eyed* “i love you both so munch— i mean much”

[nicholasgoodgirl]

I'm glad it's not only me😭😭 i literally remember so vividly being 13 during summer reading through fics like nothing

All of sudden I'm beginning to have trouble reading fanfics..... I think my frontal lobe's developing or some shit :/

[nicholasgoodgirl]

no regrets - spencer reid

summary: you went to an event with your dad (aaron hotchner) and couldn't even bother to be there any longer, so you take too many drinks of wine and get reid to take you home hopefully you don't regret what happens.

warnings: cheating, suggestive, underage drinking. that should be it

a/n: i like the whole Aaron's daughter concept.. so i might do that often

flashy clothes and showy jewelry is what the people consisted of. i was at some event with my dad i couldn't care less about, but he just wants me close by because the unsub they're dealing with seems to be a threat. well atleast thats what he keeps telling me

every glass of wine that is offered to me i down it; feeling a slight effect with each drink.

next thing i knew i couldn't even walk with one foot infront of the other properly. i go over to my dad and ask him to take me home with one glance he knew i was intoxicated.

"how many glasses did you have to drink?" he whispered while taking me away from the group he was talking too.

"It's fine im of age" i replied dismissively "no, you're 20" he grabbed ahold of my shoulders and made me face him.

"so what? im lacking just one year, whats the difference?" i got out of his grip and rolled my eyes. he got his phone out and texted someone. a few minutes later spencer came over there. "he's taking you home"

spencer tried to take me by my hand but i snatched it away "no i wanna stay" i whined. "you take things too far, it's a bad look on me, it's a bad look on your boyfriend, and it's a bad look on the whole team"

"just say you don't want me around and I'll leave" i said sounding a bit hurt. thats because i was.

"and my boyfriends not even here or hardly around guess thats something you two share"

"I try-" is all i heard before walking away with reid. he took me out to the car and helped me into the passanger seat, then went to the drivers side and drove me to my dad's house.

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my movements were more sluggish and i started to think mindlessly. spencer got me through the front door "why do you treat your dad like that- i mean i have a few ideas why, but i wanna hear personally from you" he probes.

"m' not sure reid" i reach out for the couch, pointing to a random place in the living room where i thought the couch was "couch" is all i muttered.

he helped me over there and placed me on the couch "you shouldn't drink. not only does it effect your brain development but it's illegal" he stated matter-of-factly.

"mhm" i groaned "would you like some water? I'm gonna go get you glass of water" he was up going through the cabinets looking for a cup. he came back with a glass of water

he sat on the couch putting my legs on his. he put the glass up to my lips but i didn't take a sip "please sweetheart it will lessen the chances of a hangover"

"awe that was cute" my tone a little condescending before pushing the glass away. my phone began to ring and spencer checked it for me "it's your boyfriend"

"don't answer" me and my boyfriend got into a tiny argument before i left to the event because he didn't trust me.

"just take a sip and I'll stop nagging" he offered the glass to me again and i parted my lips slightly to take a sip. "thank you"

"mhm" i took the glass from him drinking more; finishing the whole glass and setting it down.

for the first time tonight i actually looked into spencers eyes. i lock eyes with him, his gaze piercing into mine. for a moment it made me feel a rush of something i never felt before, not even with my boyfriend.

i take action stealing a kiss then pulling him closer towards me by his tie; his body fitting perfectly in between my legs on the couch .

"uh.. i don't really think we should-" i place another kiss on his lips "-be making out on your dads couch" he finished his sentence ultimately defeated when he gives into me.

the heat of our bodies on eachother intensifying the moment. it was irresistible, every movement was perfect

i run my fingers through his locks, working my lips to breathlessness. "no.. we don't work. this won't work" spencer sits up and scoots away from me "you have a boyfriend and im not really into the whole cheating and sneaking.. thing"

"sorry okay i don't know what i was thinking" i apologized feeling so much embarrassment. he just sighed running his fingers through his hair. "let me just get you to bed"

he helps me walk to my bedroom, putting my arm around his neck steadying me with his hands around my waist.

"while you're here can you help me change into my pajamas?" a humorless laugh had him winded and he was hesitant at first but began to take my heels off then removing my dress, leaving me in my bra and panties.

spencer took this as his chance to admire me. for the first time tonight i got shy under his gaze. he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and gave me a kiss on my forehead.

there was something i felt for spencer reid, i have for a long time. i don't know if it's a thought or feelings i already had that boiled down from fear of rejection. all i know is im in a relationship right now probably not the healthiest but i can't do that to him, it wouldn't be fair.

maybe spencer is the right persn wrong time.

in the midst of thought i had been snapped out of it by spencer placing a shirt over my head then laying me down to help the sweatpants up my legs. i lifted my hips so he can pull them up for me all the way.

i crawled over to my usual side of the bed, laying down getting comfortable. "hey reid? can you stay with me?"

"i probably shouldn't" he walked over to the door of my bedroom to leave out "goodnight" ,,night" i mumbled

that was it. he left and i was gonna have to tell my boyfriend i cheated on him. while im at it i should probably tell him that i want someone else. but i won't do that i could never bring myself to do it because i also don't know if the feeling is mutual between me and spencer.

[nicholasgoodgirl]

time to unpack my bags mother is home again. but im in my criminal minds era. just give me a few episodes and im gonna be writing these stories like no other

[nicholasgoodgirl]

ew im retiring this account i saw what nicholas did and its disrespectful and im js not gonna support him. and the fact i have 2 drafts i was gonna post makes me soooo mad. but how do we feel abt making this a rafe and spencer reid account 🤗

[nicholasgoodgirl]

how do i become one of those people where yall send me all your stuff like about your day and questions and theories and what not😔😔 i wanna talk to everyone pls

[nicholasgoodgirl]

i’m sorry but all these roleplay accounts are weird as fuck. especially with how they be flirting with people on there or the shipping with other influencers. yea sorry but that is cringe and very weird😭

[nicholasgoodgirl]

this man could throw me around for sure and i fucks with it heavily

NICHOLAS CHAVEZ

WARNINGS: mdni ; pinv ; fem!reader ; size kink ; degradation if you squint

A/N: i saw these beefy pictures and knew i had to write something abt it. reader is an actor and nicholas is visiting on set <3

his large figure covered yours. your back pressed into his chest as he pounded into you against the wall of your trailer. the trailer squeaked with his ruthless movements.

you moaned, gasping out as his tip kissed your cervix. “oh my-,” you could feel him bulging in your stomach.

his hand grabbed yours, guiding it to your lower abdomen as he thrusted even deeper than before. “feel that, baby?” his voice was prideful and smug. you could feel his cock pushing against your stomach with each thrust. “feel me rearranging your insides with my dick?”

you whimpered out a incoherent response, the pleasure overloading your senses. you could feel every vein and ridge of his cock plowing into you and ripping through your core. you began to push your hips back, meeting his hips. he growled and started moving faster. his balls slapped against your ass as you mumbled sinful profanities under your breath.

then, just as you were approaching your high, he pulled out, flipping you around so you were facing him. he picked you up swiftly, your legs wrapping around his waist as he aligned his length with your sopping core once more. he held you like you weighed nothing. you gripped the white shirt that clung to his muscles perfectly.

“so fucking tight.” he grunted, his head in the crook of your neck as he kept a steady pace. he repeatedly hit your g-spot, causing your walls to clench around his girth. “you’re so perfect. my perfect little slut.” he said through gritted teeth. his eyes were glued to where the two of you met. your selfish pussy sucking him in with each thrust.

“i’m close!”

“let go ‘f me, baby.” his hands reached towards your breasts, playing with your hardened nipples. and that’s all it took for you to reach your climax. your cum soaked his cock, making a creamy ring around the base.

he moaned at the feeling of your warm juices around him. he held your hips with his hand as he mercilessly plunged into you. your velvet walls contracted around him and he finally released his load deep inside you.

[nicholasgoodgirl]

well damn

a realistic sex fic where you've had a couple rounds already, where you end up dry as a desert and he can't get it up to save his life. and you're laying there, naked and laughing and still hopelessly desperate for each other. the whole room smells like sex, but every time he drags his fingers through your folds it feels like sandpaper, and his cock in your fist is limp and soft, so you cut your losses and order takeout, and drink some water and figure you can try again in the morning.

[nicholasgoodgirl]

guys I knows it’s kinktober can next month be no nut November and we are only allowed to post angst and fluff and NO SMUT

[nicholasgoodgirl]

PLZ PLZ PLZ WRITE MORE HURT/COMFORT LIKE “THAT WAS MEAN” FOR NICHOLAS CHAVEZ. UR WRITING IS CHEFS KISS BABES TY 😽

stop ofc i will. i got something in mind, thak you so muchh