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tearsofcaravel · 1 year ago

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Chemistry: Part 3

Jake x Danny x (F) Reader

Word Count: 13.3k

Warnings: 18+, This is a slash fic! Oral (f & m) receiving, fingering, handjobs, spanking, unprotected penetrative and anal sex, dirty talk,

Summary: After the previous nights events, its time to lay things out in the open. Smut smut smut.

Part 1

Part 2

Y/n POV

Jake, Danny, and yourself spent the night out at some local bar. Along with Josh and Sam of course, but the only ones that you could focus on happened to be Jake and Danny. You each spent the evening shamelessly flirting with one another.

After what happened in Danny’s dressing room your mind was clouded completely, not only with inappropriate thoughts, but how this would change things. There was a clear tension between you. The tension was mostly sexual, but you knew each of you were a bit nervous about how this would affect your friendship and what it all meant. It was a lot to process. You knew you had to talk to Jake before anything else happened.

You woke up the next morning in your hotel room with a slight pounding in your head. Jake was still sound asleep next to you. It was still pretty early, you were probably the first awake for the day. The only plans for the day were to explore the different city. You decided to go out and get you both some breakfast from a bakery you had seen just down the street from where you were staying.

You took the time to drag your short trip out. You wanted a clear mind when you talked to Jake about everything. You knew for a fact it was what you both wanted, and you were almost certain that Danny felt the same way. You just didn’t want any risk for a miscommunication on a topic this serious. You just wanted to lay everything out on the table with Jake and then the three of you could sit down and discuss matters.

When you walked through the hotel doors you were so deep in your own little world that you ran smack into someone. Thankfully they were paying attention and grabbed your arm before you hit the ground. You began apologizing profusely when you looked up to see the person that you had collided with was in fact Danny. He still had a loose grip on your arm.

“Are you okay there Y/n?” he said with a grin on his face.

“Yeah yeah, sorry Danny I wasn’t paying attention,” you said trying to hide your embarrassment.

“I was uh, I was hoping to talk to you and Jake today maybe?” Danny stuttered.

“I was thinking the same thing. Maybe we can get lunch a little later, just the three of us?” you said.

“Sounds good, I’ll see you guys in a bit then,” Danny said as he walked off.

He was acting weird. He seemed nervous, a little off maybe. Maybe he was just hungover, not fully awake yet. Something was definitely different. He never looked you in the eye. Maybe he didn’t feel the way that you and Jake did. Had you been reading it wrong this whole time? You definitely had to talk to Jake before lunch and get your own feelings sorted out in this short time.

When you got back to your room Jake had just stirred awake. He was still laying groggy in bed. He sat up when you brought over breakfast. “Goodmorning Doll.”

“Goodmorning Jakey,” you said as you plopped down next to him. You both desperately needed some food in your systems.

Neither of you spoke much until you were done eating. You figured now was a better time than any. “So babe, I think we should probably talk,” you began.

He didn’t say a word, just nodded nervously and let you continue.

“There’s a few things that we definitely should go over for sure, but this is a bit of a deep conversation we need to really get into okay? Danny asked me this morning if the three of us could talk together and I wanted you and I to talk beforehand to be sure that we were on the same page.”

“I agree babe, you want to go first?” Jake asked. You knew he was nervous and just wanted to understand how you felt about everything.

“I think that it has been made clear that there is a sexual attraction between the three of us. But I also think that it is more than that. I believe that there are emotions involved as well. I think we all have feelings for each other,” you scooted closer to him to rest your hand on his leg.

“These things don’t really have to be complicated as long as we get everything out in the open in the beginning and set some ground rules,” you paused to give him a chance to speak.

“I agree, I think that it’s more than sexual. I think there are feelings involved at this point. I honestly never would have admitted it or acted on it until you brought it up,” Jake said. He paused to gather his thoughts. He seemed so anxious about everything.

“I’m really sorry about last night.. It just happened, we just-,”

You cut him off, “No, no Jake I’m not mad about last night, really I’m not. It happened fast I get it, plus it was very fun. There’s nothing to be sorry for, but this is why if we are going to pursue this that ground rules need to be set and we all need to be on the same page about everything.”

He brought his hand to meet yours and you gave it a reassuring squeeze to let him know everything really was okay.

You both sat in silence for a few minutes to think about what your next steps were going to be. You knew that Jake was yours and you his. You had no reason to feel insecure or jealous. Especially not since the way that you had been included. They had no intention of leaving you out of whatever this was.

“I care about the both of you. I have feelings for the both of you. I didn’t realize or even really understand how I actually felt about Danny. After last night though, I do have feelings for him. I think that he feels the same way,” Jake blurted out, with a slight blush of his cheeks.

“Jake, I think that I have feelings for Danny too. More than just sexual feelings. Last night made me see that too. I think that what happened last night was the beginning of something much more than just fooling around. So this lunch with Danny, I mean I’m pretty certain that he has the same feelings as we do. We should just be honest with him about how we feel and what we want out of this.”

“What exactly are we saying that we want from all of this?” he asked curiously.

“For the three of us to be together, in a relationship,” you said with a giggle.

Jake reached over and gave you a reassuring kiss. You knew that this was the right thing. This was what you both wanted.

Danny POV

You were a ball of nerves and anxiety. You kept thinking about how awkward you were this morning with Y/n. You just didn’t know if it was the same for them as it was for you. That’s exactly why you just had to talk to them as soon as possible. You had a feeling that they felt the same way as you, that they wanted more just like you. You just had to be honest about how you were feeling.

Jake had sent you some restaurant that they had found and said to meet them there. Of course you got there about thirty minutes earlier than they said, so naturally you were the first to arrive. You were just so nervous that you left way earlier than planned. You paced back and forth outside of the restaurant gathering your thoughts.

Getting there so early gave you enough time to get into your own head and begin to make yourself panic. When they got there everything was business as usual. You were all sharing looks and smiles at one another.

Finally, Y/n had the guts to speak on the matter first. ‘Thank goodness.’ you thought to yourself. You knew that you nor Jake would speak up first. You could always count on her to speak her mind.

“I think we each know why we wanted to talk in private today. I know we are all a little, maybe a lot nervous to actually talk about it together. I think it is just best to be honest, we’re all friends, we all care about each other no matter what,” Y/n said so confidently. You just adored her confidence.

You and Jake were still silent. Y/n gave you a few minutes to clear your head and prepare whatever you had to say. When neither you or Jake still spoke she started again.

“Okay I can see that you’re both nervous, it’s okay really. On that note I can speak first if you guys would like?” she quizzed.

You and Jake slowly and nervously nodded at her, thrilled that she was taking the reins.

“So Danny, Jake and I talked a little bit this morning. We just laid it all out, how we both felt, what we thought, etc. I’m just going to speak for myself though, we will each get a turn to say what we feel. I do have feelings for you, more than sexual feelings. Last night I realized that I really do care for you and that I’m attracted to you. I have feelings for you both. I think that this could turn into more, like a relationship.” Y/n directed her statement more towards you.

Jake started right after, “I don’t know that I can say it in as many words as Y/n, but I'll do my best. Danny I also have feelings for you, more than just being attracted to you. Like Y/n said, I also think that this could be a real relationship between the three of us. I deeply care for the both of you.”

You watched as Jake took Y/n’s hand under the table. It was so odd to see him nervous, he was always so confident in everything that he did. Especially when it came down to his true emotions.

They were both staring at you, waiting for you to speak your mind. It was your turn now, no going back. You felt much better after hearing how they felt, and knowing that they felt the same way. It made your confession all the easier.

“In the spirit of honesty, I can say that I’ve had feelings for you both for a bit now, more than just sexual attraction. I just wasn’t sure if this was something that I should admit. I could see this being a serious relationship between the three of us. I’ve been so nervous about how to go about this, but after hearing that you both feel the same I feel much better now,” you said, finally feeling like you could take a deep breath now.

A huge weight had been lifted from your chest after your confessions. The three of you sat in silence for a few moments once again, just to process it all.

“It is a lot to process. I think that we all feel much better now getting things out in the open and knowing we each feel the same way. Being on the same page is a huge first step. It’s all new territory for each of us. I would like to say that I think it is important that some ground rules be set,” Y/n spoke with her confident tone.

You all agreed to this and enjoyed the rest of your lunch. You knew where you stood with them now. You spent the rest of your afternoon by joining Sam and Josh touring the city. The five of you wandered around small shops and sightseeing areas.

The entire time Jake and Y/n would send a sweet smile or wink your way. You knew that you were right, this was turning into more.

Jake POV

That whole conversation went much smoother than you could have hoped. You had a good feeling about it to begin with, but after the three of you talked any and all nerves you had seemed to melt away. The two people that you cared about the most felt the same way about you. What a relief.

Of course there were still a few things to discuss and figure out. You wanted to make Danny feel included, you wanted him to be a part of this relationship. It would be difficult to navigate at first. You and Y/n had a home together. How would he fit into your bubble? You each had to figure out a way that you could all blend and function together for this to work. You would each have to put in the effort to make sure that no one felt left out.

You felt free, relief, happiness. You thought it would be weird, hearing your girlfriend admit that she has feelings for your best friend, him having feelings for the both of you as well. You thought you would feel guilty about having feelings for him. You felt the complete opposite.

You thought after the conversation there would be awkwardness or weirdness. Instead, everything felt right, just the way it was supposed to be. You pondered on your love triangle for the rest of the day.

The next day Sam and Josh had some interviews that would end up taking all day to do. You wanted to stay in for the day, but of course Y/n was up bright and early ready to explore some more of the city.

You had both agreed since Sam and Josh would be gone that today would be the perfect day to spend just the three of you. You needed some alone time together to get your bearings on things.

It would be the first time you would have an outing as a throuple. You hadn’t exactly labeled anything yet, it wasn’t a date. It was something of a test run you guessed. The three of you had spent many times alone throughout the years, but this was new territory, different. You were just as excited as you were nervous.

You called Danny to meet in your room to start your day. Y/n could see the anxiety that you felt. She placed her delicate hands on your face, lightly brushing a few loose strands of hair behind your ear. “I know that you’re a bit nervous, but it’s just me and Danny. We’ve been hanging out alone for years. I know that this is new and different, I’m a little nervous too. I’m sure even Danny is as well, but we both care about you. You know if your feelings change that’s okay, we would understand. We just have to go about this with an open and honest policy. Everything will work out, I’m sure of it.”

She always knew exactly what to say and you knew that she was right, as usual. Just then you heard a light tap on the door. You, almost too quickly, whipped the door open to find a tall, dark haired man standing before you. He nervously chewed his bottom lip, “You uh gonna invite me in?”

You had been so distracted with how delectable he looked that you had just left him out in the open. “Of course, of course. Come on in Danny.”

He sauntered in swiftly, confidently. You knew he was just as nervous as you, but trying hard to cover that up. You were shocked with electricity when his hand just slightly brushed yours as he walked by.

“Hello Y/n, you both are looking lovely this morning,” Danny slyly said to you both with a blush on his face.

“Hm, ever the flirt Danny. So boys, what are we thinking today?” Y/n spoke, clearly happy that Danny was calming the nerves you each felt. He could flirt his way out of anything, you were sure of that.

You finally spoke, “I was just thinking about taking it slow today, with all of this newness. Just a few tourist things around town, nothing too crazy.”

“I agree Jake, Danny how does that sound?” Y/n said.

“I think that sounds great. I’m excited to start this, but if I’m honest a bit nervous,” Danny said.

“I think we’re all a bit nervous. This doesn’t have to be like our first date. I also think at some point today we should discuss those ground rules among other things ya know? Not to pressure or rush things, I just want us all to be in a comfortable state with all of this and to know where we all stand,” Y/n spoke with her confident tone.

You loved that about her. No matter how nervous she was in a situation, she always knew how to control the situation in the best way. She made sure to ease everyone else, as well as speak her mind. That is one of the things that made you so sure that this relationship between you three would work very well.

Y/n’s comment had gotten you excited that within the next few days you would be having your first date. Your heart jumped when the words left her mouth. You couldn’t wait.

You spent the day getting street food, exploring little shops, and sightseeing. You weren’t all sure about the physical aspect of things, how to hold hands, or kiss. The flirting came naturally it seemed. You all talked just like normal, like three best friends who had feelings for each other.

Once it got late you decided you should all be treated to a nice dinner. You sat down at your table, Y/n next to you and Danny across. After a few drinks you were brave enough to slowly stretch your legs out to rub against Danny’s, which he welcomed eagerly.

Y/n POV

The day went very smoothly. It was incredibly eye opening to see each of you in this new element. It meant the world to you to see your boys so happy. To know how they felt for you and each other.

At dinner you noticed that you had all calmed down a tremendous amount. You had found a nice flow to everything. You even noticed that Jake had a newfound confidence and was rubbing against Danny’s leg under the table and in turn Danny had begun rubbing the opposite leg against yours. You knew there would be no issues with anyone feeling left out. They made sure of that.

“I’m thinking now would be a good time to talk about these ground rules, if you guys are up for it?” you spoke.

They both nodded their heads in agreement, of course letting start off the conversation.

“So feel free to speak your minds please, this is the only way that this will work. I guess I'll just jump right into things. How do you feel about fucking when one of us isn’t there?”

They both chuckled and Danny spoke, “I’m okay with that if you are.”

“I think so too sweetheart,” Jake said.

“I’m good with it too, as long as we communicate. I would like to know about it, but of course things do happen. What about Josh and Sam? How do we go about being openly together? Or is this something that we’re keeping to ourselves?” you said.

“You know that Josh picks up on these things, he would figure it out pretty quick. Sam is pretty oblivious. He wouldn’t figure it out for a while atleast. I don’t think that it’s necessarily their business, but I don’t think that I want to hide this,” Jake blushed.

Danny agreed, as did you.

“So I feel like I should bring this up. Like I told Jake earlier, I’m not at all mad that you guys did something without me, but I would like to know how I fit into this? We all admitted to having feelings for each other, so I know how you feel. I just wonder if this is just a Jake and Danny thing?” you said.

You felt almost silly asking. They had both just admitted how they felt for you and that they both wanted you included. You weren’t at all the jealous type, you just wanted some clarity, or maybe some reassurance on the matter. You wanted to be a part of this, that you were sure of. You knew Jake loved you, you knew where he stood. And Danny wasn’t one to lie or not speak his true feelings on something this serious.

Everything was happening quickly. None of you had really had time to process everything. But still, the feelings were there. You knew you would all regret it if you didn’t give this a shot. Even though it was early, you just had a feeling that this was very real. That this was the beginning of a very serious relationship.

As you watched the handsome men in front of you, you could see the wheels turning in their minds. They were trying to figure out their places just like you, trying to figure out what to say and do. They were trying to read each other.

“No baby, no, this is an all of us thing for sure. It just sort of happened…” Jake trailed off.

“Really Y/n, it did just happen and you made it much better by joining in. I know that I have real feelings for you. I want the both of you. I know this may be a bit tricky at first trying to figure out our dynamic. I really do think we can make this work, I want to make this work…” Danny said certainly, but nervously.

The reassurance from them both made you feel much better. It made you feel certain about the whole thing.

“Uhm, one more thing I think. I know this is early of course, not to jump the gun. But you guys live together, have a place, a home. Not right away of course, but what about me staying over sometimes or things like that?” Danny said cautiously.

You and Jake shared a nervous, but excited look. Jake tapped your thigh happily. You knew exactly what his answer was.

“Like you said not right away, while we get our footing on the relationship. But I think we would both like for you to stay the night sometimes, and maybe even something more permanent in the future. I mean you stay over a lot anyways, this would just come with a few perks,” you flirted.

Danny looked more than happy with your answer. You were all giddy over everything.

“Oh wait wait, one more thing, again. So are you uhm, my boyfriends now? I mean how are we going about labels?” you chuckled at your own question.

“We don’t have to do labels. It’s not necessary, but I like them. I think that I have a boyfriend and a girlfriend,” Jake said smiling.

Danny took Jake and your hands carefully, “I like the idea of calling you my boyfriend and girlfriend.”

“If you guys ever want to bring anything up, please do. But I think that it’s safe to say that we covered basically everything,” You said very happily.

You ended the night with a newfound confidence. You all felt a sense of peace and excitement. You had each found your place. You toasted your boyfriends to your newfound relationship.

Danny POV

Your heart was racing. Your palms were clammy. You were filled with joy and happiness. You were understanding your own feelings now. It was like this was the missing piece to the puzzle. You felt whole.

You couldn’t wipe the smile off of your face. You felt a spark you had never felt before while holding Y/n and Jake’s hands. This is how things were always meant to be.

Jake shot a wink to Y/n and licked his lips, “Sooo, what do you guys say we continue this celebration back at the hotel?”

“I think that is a wonderful idea,” you said. Y/n squeezed your hand, showing that was exactly what she wanted too.

Your heart was fluttering all around. At first you honestly thought that things would be weird. They were your best friends after all, but they were more than comfortable. It just felt right.

You were also thrilled at how blunt Y/n could be. It made the conversation that you thought would be uncomfortable flow easily.

The three of you walked down the street holding hands, with Y/n in the middle. You all made it back to Y/n and Jake’s room later that night. You felt like you truly fit with them. They welcomed you into their relationship with open arms. Which now was your relationship.

You walked in and Jake immediately fixed the three of you a drink from the mini bar. If you were being honest you needed it for your nerves. You were no longer nervous about the relationship side of things, and you could tell that neither were they. But you could tell now the tension was sexual.

You and Jake had done a little exploring. This was very new to the both of you. You had never been with a man until Jake.

The three of you sat on the couch in the suite. You talked and flirted playfully for a while. You sat in between them for a change. Normally it was Y/n who sat in the middle when it was just the three of you.

Y/n delicately placed her silky smooth legs over your lap to show her comfort. Jake gently placed his hand on your thigh, rubbing his fingers slowly in circles. You could feel your cheeks begin to turn into a crimson red. You knew this was Y/n’s way of comforting all of you.

You had wondered who would make the first move, and you figured that it would probably be her. You and Jake had proved to be a bit shy when making first moves. She waited a few minutes to feel you out. You were just about to place a hand on her legs when she took them away. You didn’t have enough time to be disappointed before she swooped over you. Her knees dipped onto each side of you on the couch. She was straddling your lap perfectly.

Her sudden take on authority lit you up. Jake had a smug look of pride across his face, like he knew something that you didn’t, but you were surely about to find out. To anyone else Y/n came across as a sweet but shy woman. But to those who knew her, she was a ball of light and joy, she was someone who took charge in situations.

This Y/n however is one that you haven’t met yet, one that you weren’t even aware existed, but you were about to be formally introduced. Her breathing was a bit heavier now and her eyes were darker as they glared into you. All of her attention was focused solely on you now.

Her attention made you feel like you were the only person in the world. She seductively licked her lips and cupped your face. Her other hand swept some loose strands of hair behind your ear, twirling it around her fingers playfully. Scratching her fingernails on the back of your neck, sending chills down your spine.

She lightly lifted your chin up, bringing you eye to eye. You caught a hint of mischief on her face. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to yours. You let out a breath that you didn’t even know you had been holding. The kiss was captivating, her lips were pillowy soft. You kissed her back gently, not being able to hold back the smile against her lips.

She pulled back, seemingly reluctant, “Hi Danny.”

“Hi Y/n, I’ve been wanting to do that for ages” you both giggled.

You felt Jake’s hand move farther up your thigh teasingly, giving you a gentle squeeze. Y/n showed her authority again, “Come here baby.” You watched as she cupped Jake’s face just as she had yours, pulling him into a searing kiss. She lightly began to grind onto your lap, showing you both equal attention.

“I’m almost jealous that you got to taste him without me Jakey, he’s so sweet. I’m sure you wouldn’t mind replaying the night events for me,” she said toying with you both.

With her still on your lap grinding, Jake smiled sweetly at you both. He seemed to enjoy the show she was putting on for you. He leaned forward meeting your lips with his in a soft kiss. Jake quickly deepened the kiss, swiping his tongue over your bottom lip. You happily invited him in. He groaned lowly into your mouth.

Y/n attached her lips to your exposed neck. You were shocked at the sudden contact and moaned directly into Jake’s mouth. This only provoked them even more.

Jake pulled away from the kiss reluctantly. Both of them paused their actions for some reassurance. They were very considerate with every move they made. They made sure everyone was feeling safe and comfortable. You felt such a strong sense of adoration for them both. After making sure you were all still on the same page, it was right back to business.

Y/n addressed you both in a sultry tone. Her voice was tearing you and Jake to pieces and she had hardly laid a hand on either of you. “I want both of you. But I want Danny first since you had him first last time. If you want that of course Danny?”

“Oh fuck yeah.. Mhm,” You responded pathetically. She was unraveling you quicker than you had expected.

She was wearing a light green sundress, leaving you to want more. Everything that you had imagined was coming to life, but so much better than you could have ever dreamed up. Between you and Jake you had each side of her dress bunched up at her thighs. She leaned back to capture Jake’s lips. This movement gave you just enough sight to see the damp spot that had started to form between her legs.

Jake pulled from the kiss to catch where your eyes were staring. When Y/n noticed she leaned back just a little further and spread her legs a bit more. She knew exactly what she was doing to you and it was working.

You glanced over to Jake one more time, looking for any indication that your invitation had been rescinded. He grabbed your calloused hand that was previously intertwined with his and placed it directly onto her soaked center.

“My god, you’re so wet. Is this all for us?” you said wide eyed.

She responded by grinding onto your hand. It took everything in you not to rip off of her clothing and take her right there. But you wanted to drag this out. You wanted this to last as long as you could make it. You planned on taking your time with them both, and they clearly had the same idea.

You could feel your hard on straining against your jeans and you knew she felt it too, the way that she was grinding down on you. The attention from them both was overwhelming in the best way. You had never experienced anything like this.

Jake POV

Y/n was reveling in this. She was toying with the both of you, playing a game that you knew oh so well. But Danny seemed to be shocked by her behavior, but he clearly loved it. You had watched his sweet and flirting demeanor change in the blink of an eye to lustful and needy.

You watched happily as your girlfriend played with your new boyfriend. Your lips were attached to Danny’s neck, his skin was sweet and soft against your tongue. One hand on Danny’s hand, pressed into Y/n’s center, the other running under the hem of his shirt. His skin was burning hot. You and Danny waited patiently for Y/n to show her next move. She was getting a read on Danny, seeing how long it would take for him to break.

You thought maybe the first few times that you were together it would prove to be a challenge. That you would struggle to all be attentive to one another or someone would feel left out. You’d barely gotten started and that was clearly not going to be the case.

You watched in awe as Y/n continued to seduce you and Danny. Even though that wasn’t necessary, you had both been practically drooling over her all day.

“Feel her, she wants you inside of her. I know you’re dying to please her,” you cooed into Danny’s ear.

He let out a moan as he dove his hand smoothly into her soaked panties.

Y/n POV

You wanted them both to take you. You loved toying with them, you were overstimulated in the best way and you had barely been touched.

Danny slid into your panties effortlessly. Running his fingers through your folds a few times to gather your slick. He worked into you gently at first, welcoming the sting of his thick fingers stretching you out, finding your sweet spots. A whimper fell from your lips when Jake began circling his fingers slowly over your clit, spreading you open to give his boyfriend more access to you. Danny continued to fuck into you with you still on his lap, while Jake started to put on a show of his own for you.

“You’re fucking her so good. The noises she’s making are all for us, those beautiful sounds. Making our girl feel so good. Don’t stop, keep giving it to her,” Jake said as he brought his lips to Danny’s. He was actively trying to challenge his focus. To see just how long he could fuck you while entertaining Jake.

Hearing those words again in such a setting made your heart and your cunt flutter. ‘Our girl’. This was something you were easily getting used to.

Jake removed his hand from your soaked cunt and brought them to Danny’s kiss swollen lips. He rubbed your slick over his lips slowly like a lipgloss. “Open, eyes on her,” Jake instructed.

Danny obliged this request with no hesitation, his eyes darting to catch yours. Jake swirled his slick covered fingers over Danny’s tongue. “Doesn’t she taste so sweet, so divine Danny, taste her,” Jake commanded.

“Don’t we feel so good sweet dove? Hm?” Jake said bringing his fingers once again to circle your clit, but this time with determination.

“Let’s make her cum, just like this on your lap, with our fingers. Make a mess of our girl,” Jake continued on.

You let out the most pathetic whimper. The sounds of your heavy breathing and slick noises echoed through the room.

“Yeah baby? You like that, our fingers fucking you? You want to be a good girl for us and let us take care of you?” Danny caught on, finally playing the long game with you both. Jake’s fingers were quickly added into you alongside Danny’s, while still circling your clit.

“Look at Danny while you cum, I want him to see that beautiful face, can you do that?” Jake ordered.

“Yes-fuck, Yes Sir, just like that..” you barely said over your own moans.

You were thrown into your first orgasm, Danny's eyes boaring directly into yours. He hardly blinked in fear of missing a moment. You fought to keep your eyes open and on him. The sounds of their voices could have simply sent you over. You came hard, squeezing around their fingers with your cunt. Your entire body was tingling. They were both groaning right with you.

“You were right, she does make the most beautiful face when she cums,” Danny said to Jake.

They slowly slid out of you. You winced at the loss of contact. Your mind was fuzzy but focused.

“I think we should move this party somewhere a bit more comfortable,” you suggested.

Still straddling Danny’s lap, he swept you up as if you were a feather, wrapping your legs around his waist, and laid you gently onto the bed. With an open hand he guided Jake along with you.

They both seemed to loom over you, you suddenly felt so small beneath them. You could see them both straining against their jeans. You sat up onto your knees on the mattress. You took your hands to both of them, slowly palming them over their pants. After a few moments, you decided they were deserving of some relief.

You undid Danny’s jeans first, pulling them down his waist to his ankles. Doing Jake the same way. They both stood before you in their boxers, as they removed their shirts. They watched you articulately, not wanting to make the wrong move. You pulled their boxers down to their ankles, instructing them to remove them completely. They couldn’t let you be the only one still dressed, they dipped down and pulled your dress over your head, leaving you only in your tiny soaked thong.

You spit into each of your palms and grasped their lengths. You began to slowly jerk them. They both let out a groan from the sudden contact. You took extra time to admire Danny, to take in every inch. The other night with Jake you hadn’t been focused enough to take in all of the details. He was glowing, his muscles flexing almost identically to Jake’s when you made certain movements. You took mental notes of his tiny whimpers that he tried to hold in from you.

While you stroked them, Danny reached for Jake to pull him into a kiss. It was different from the others that they had shared, this one was deep and meaningful, intimate. You knew that they were falling apart right before your eyes, they were holding onto each other in hopes of hiding this from you. But you knew Jake all too well and you were figuring out Danny faster by the moment. They were giving away far more than they realized.

You took Danny into your mouth while he was distracted from Jake’s. Giving him kitten licks at first, licking up and down his shaft. This clearly took him by surprise by the gasp he let out straight into Jake’s mouth. You savored his taste, tucking this moment into the back of your mind for later. You started by slowly taking him inch by inch, then suddenly taking him fully down your throat.

You kept your eyes open and directly on Danny’s. He seemed in awe of you, seeing you in this new light. You could see him struggling to keep his own eyes open, they were hooded and dark, but he didn’t want to miss a moment of this.

His knees threatened to buckle out from under him. He grabbed Jake’s shoulder and the back of your head as an anchor. You heard Jake chuckle and you felt his hand join Danny’s on your head. Gathering up your hair into a ponytail and helping Danny guide you along.

Jake used this to his own advantage and pulled you off of Danny and onto him. You mimicked the same motions as you had with Danny onto Jake’s length. You felt Danny’s hand stay on your head as he guided you just as Jake had onto him.

“Doesn’t her mouth feel so good around you, like velvet. You’re taking us both so well darling,” Jaked egged you both on.

You hummed around them adding to the pleasure. The tears began streaming down your reddened cheeks. In an act of intimacy Jake swiped them away lovingly.

The moans pouring from their depths were orgasmic. They were like beautiful melodies mixed together.

“Are you trying to make us cum already? Naughty girl, that just won’t do,” Danny spoke in a deep tone.

“No, not quite yet. There’s still so much fun to be had. I’m just getting started,” you said just barely stroking them now.

“Whose cock do you want first, hm?” Jake asked, already knowing your answer.

You stopped all movements and gave them both your sweetest doe eyes. Jake knew exactly what you wanted without you speaking a word.

You sat up and wrapped your arms around Danny’s torso and led him down on top of you. You laid perfectly in the center of the bed. He wasn’t expecting you to take him like this, he had a look of surprise and excitement on his face. He caught your swollen lips in a heated kiss. His hair cascaded around you as he looked into your eyes caringly.

He carefully began trailing sloppy kisses down your body. He wrapped his lips around one of your hardened nipples sucking lightly. He brought his hand up to gently massage the other. He licked a stripe from your chest to right above your center. He paused to catch his breath. He peppered kisses up and down your inner thighs. Finally making his way to your aching cunt. Even though you’d already been offered some relief it wasn’t enough for all that your boyfriends were making you feel.

Jake had taken this as a sign to watch the events unfold before him. He always did enjoy a good show and you knew he didn’t want to miss a second. He sat directly beside you on the bed. You looked over to him to see him lazily stroking himself and watching every movement that Danny made with your body.

He had a new look on his face now, one that you weren’t familiar with. But you knew it was a look of happiness and joy. He was happy to be sharing this intimate time with you both.

You could feel Danny’s warm breath on your center now. He was eager to dive into you. He licked a slow stripe up your cunt, making sure to capture all of your taste. He lapped at you causing pornographic moans to erupt from your throat. He was rutting his hips down onto the bed below you. He had made himself at home in between your thighs. He was showing you all that he had to offer. Which was clearly exceptional.

His nose rubbed against your clit perfectly as his tongue swirled around you. You grabbed his hair roughly and began to grind onto his face. He didn’t care how hard you pulled his hair or even about breathing, you were sure you were smothering him. But he took it willingly.

He threw you straight into your second orgasm with no warning. He worked you through it effortlessly. Jake grunted words of encouragement at you both, proud of the way that Danny had unraveled you. Watching as your legs shook around Danny’s face and you praised him for it.

Danny was glowing as he emerged from your center and made his way back to your lips. You and Jake simultaneously licked his face clean from the mess you had made.

“You were so good for her, she came so hard on your face,” Jake continued to praise him.

“Hm Jake, we should reward him don’t you think?” you said.

Jake shook his head eagerly. You sat up swiftly swapping places with Danny. He sat up halfway in the middle of the bed. Still glowing, but curious as to what you had in mind. Jake was waiting to follow your lead.

“I told you that we were only just getting started,” you winked at them.

You imitated the same kisses down Danny’s body as he had you. Once you got to his cock, you motioned for Jake to join you. He moved down with you cautiously. Together you licked up his shaft, causing Danny to groan deeply. He was surprised at your boldness.

You and Jake took turns teasing and tasting him, dipping down to his hole every so often to spark his interest. Danny’s hands were gripping the sheets so roughly you thought they may rip. You halted all contact with Danny and brought Jake’s swollen lips to yours for a deep kiss.

“I need you, please, something…anything,” Danny pleaded to you.

You instructed Jake to stop and take his place. Danny reluctantly stopped and followed your orders. You knew you had to enjoy your time in charge. Once they got a bit more comfortable in this setting they would ruin you and you would happily let them. Your chances to be in charge in the bedroom would be few and far in between.

“It’s Jake’s turn to be rewarded. He’s been so patient,” you cooed to Danny.

Jake laid out in the middle of the bed. You and Danny placed directly in between his thighs. You mimicked the same moves on Jake as you had Danny. Danny had taken from your own boldness and dipped between down to his hole. Neither of the men were used to this yet, but very clearly enjoyed the act. He swirled his tongue around teasingly while you worked his hard cock with your mouth. Jake’s eyes were rolled to the back of his head at this point.

You could feel the mess that your cunt was making running down your thighs from these sinful acts. You had never been so aroused. The adrenaline was pumping furiously through your veins.

You knew they couldn’t take much more and if you were honest neither could you.

“I want you inside of me,” you said, directing towards both of them, lifting your head up from Jake’s center.

“Who baby, who do you want? You know we both want you,” Danny said, pausing his actions.

“Both, I need the both of you inside of me. Take turns, at the same time, just fuck me,” you said sitting up, waiting for one of them to make the next move now.

You had to give up some of your control now, but not all. You made sure they knew that. You wanted to see how they would run things. They were both full of confidence now, all the nerves had melted away hours ago. You had guided them this far.

As they sat up, you once again laid out in the center of the bed. You could practically hear their hearts pounding out of their chests. Their eyes heavy, faces red, a light sheen of sweat lined their torsos. They looked beautiful in this element. You could get used to this view.

Danny grabbed Jake by the throat and licked up and down his neck. Jake let out the most beautiful moan you had ever heard. He threw his head back and fell into Danny’s arms. You could watch them like this forever if you had the chance.

You had gotten so aroused by the act that you started to rub up and down your own body, your cunt was begging for contact. Danny pulled away releasing Jake’s throat, tugging his bottom lip in between his teeth. He turned his attention to you. He moved into a comfortable spot between your legs, spreading them to make room for his body.

“You said you wanted to take Danny first sweetheart, gonna be good for him?” Jake slurred into the shell of your ear.

Danny smirked at you, grabbing his length and running it through your folds, coating him in your slick. He entered your hole gently at first, giving you time to adjust to his size. You welcomed the stretch he gave you. He buried himself in you in one swift move.

You noted how different he felt from Jake. They were about the same size, but Danny felt thicker, he was hitting different spots. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him. The way that his muscles flexed and the faces that he made while plunging into you. He wasn’t gentle for long before fucking you wildly.

Jake was taunting you with his words and it was working like a charm. He was praising Danny for how well he was fucking into you. But he didn’t let Danny have you to himself for too long, just long enough to let you feel each other privately.

Jake and Danny were speaking to each other without words. You would’ve caught onto what they were planning, but you were far too indulged in trying to hold your eyes open so you wouldn’t miss Danny’s performance. Danny flipped you over expertly without ever removing himself from you.

He pulled you into the straddling position, your thighs sticking to his hips. He looked up at you with doe eyes. You felt the weight shift on the mattress behind you as Jake situated himself.

Jake pulled your back flush with his torso. He wrapped a hand around your throat, you could hear the smile he was wearing as he spoke, “Are you going to be a good girl and take us both? You think you can handle that?”

“Y-Yes..”

His hand met your ass sharply reminding you that it was his turn to be in charge.

“Yes Sir,” you quickly corrected, even though you loved being corrected.

Jake pushed you back down with force, Danny quickly catching you and holding you up. Your body was quickly turning to jello. The sweet, shy boys who entered this room were long gone. Jake pulled your ass up for better access. He rutted against you a few times teasingly.

You took the time to admire how Danny looked below you. You planted your lips firmly on Danny’s in an open mouth kiss. You heard Jake spit into his palm and rub his length. He slid in ever so slowly. His cock rubbing against Danny’s, causing Danny to groan into your mouth. His hands squeezed from their place on your thighs, letting you know how good it felt.

Your brain short circuited. This pain was nothing like you had ever felt before, the stretch of both of their cocks inside of your cunt. It was electrifying.

You clamped your eyes shut and let out a deep breath. Jake leaned forward and placed small kisses down your spine. He moved up farther pushing into you even deeper, pulling Danny up to him kissing him sloppily. As they were both inside of you, your head in the crook of Danny’s neck, you admired where you were now. Sandwiched between them in ecstasy.

You watched as a string of saliva still connected their mouths when Jake pulled away. Moving to kiss you in the same manner as he had Danny. You peeped your eyes open to see Danny admiring you.

“I love you,” Jake whispered into your ear. He always said that just before he was rough with you. You shuddered knowing what was coming next.

Jake fell back to his place behind you and began fucking you softly and slowly. Danny didn’t move at first in fear of hurting you. Jake only gave you a minute to adjust to the feeling.

Danny began fucking up into you. He started slowly just as Jake did, but once Jake picked up the pace Danny caught on. They started to pound you brutally.

You were screaming both of their names like a prayer. You didn’t care about the neighbors or anyone hearing you. That was the last thing on your mind. Your nails were buried in Danny’s chest, leaving red marks in their wake, like artwork. His own hands lifting your hips up and down onto their cocks. Jake’s hands halfway holding Danny’s and your hips. The grip that they had on your hips was certain to leave bruises. A sweet reminder you would be looking forward to seeing tomorrow.

You felt the grip loosen slightly when Jake reached between your and Danny’s body to stimulate your clit. It took moments for you to come undone around them. Your cunt squeezed around their cocks buried inside of you. They fucked you right through your third orgasm, never slowing down once. You were on the verge of overstimulation, but you didn’t care.

You knew that your boyfriends had stamina. From the way they performed on stage, from your own experience with Jake in the bedroom. But it seemed like there was no end in sight and you were happy with that. You would let them play with you and each other as long as they liked.

You were a whimpering mess, hardly able to hold your eyes open or even hold yourself up.

“I think we wore her out. Is that all you can take, baby?” Danny taunted.

“I guess me and Danny can finish by ourselves if you can’t take anymore,” Jake played along, knowing this would only rile you back up. He knew you wouldn’t tap out.

“Is that all you can give me?” you played back.

“Greedy little thing hm,” Danny groaned.

Jake slid out of you while Danny flipped you over onto your back again. He only removed himself from you for a moment, plunging right back in. His arms on either side of your body, holding himself up.

Jake played out the same movements with Danny he did with you. He pulled him back by his throat, his back was flush with Jake’s torso. Danny had paused his movements with you while Jake had his fun.

“You want me to fuck you now?” Jake said as he rutted into Danny’s ass.

“God yes,” Danny breathed out eagerly.

You were just as desperate as Danny was, it was all over his face.

“You want me to fuck you right into her tight cunt?” Jake said as his hands roamed Danny’s body.

You reached over to the hotel nightstand fumbling around, while they were distracted. While shopping today you had wondered upon a little sex shop. The boys had gotten distracted down the street so you snuck off by yourself. You had purchased a bottle of strawberry lube, you knew it would come in handy.

You silently thanked yourself while presenting it to the boys. Their eyes lit up and they both smiled. Jake looked between the two of you and took the small bottle with nervous hands.

You heard the ‘pop’ sound of the lid opening. Danny leaned back down to you, giving Jake better access. You began tracing your fingers along his back. You could hear the wet noises as Jake slicked up his cock. “Are you ready for me?” Jake asked.

“Yes,” Danny hardly spoke.

Jake slid a lubed up finger inside of Danny’s hole. Danny noticeably tensed up at the new feeling. “Just relax, I’ve got you,” Jake said, while massaging his ass.

At the sound of Jake’s voice Danny almost immediately relaxed into him. Jake slid in and out a few more times, adding more fingers as he went. Jake was giving every bit of his attention to Danny’s pleasure and comfort. While Danny groped at your skin, sucking at your nipples, trying to figure out where to put his focus.

Once Danny gave the okay, Jake removed his fingers and grabbed his cock. He jerked himself a few times, slapping it against Danny’s entrance. Jake pushed the head of his cock slowly into his hole, letting Danny get used to the stretch before fully bottoming out in him.

They groaned almost in sync with each other. Both sets of eyes fully blown out and rolling into the back of their heads. Danny burying his head into the crook of your neck, biting the sensitive skin. His cock twitching inside of you. With Danny’s head to the side, you had a perfect view of Jake now. The way that he looked buried inside of Danny, the pleasure that covered his face. His muscles flexing and eyes wide. His jaw was hung open. He waited a few minutes to move an inch.

The sound of Jake fucking into Danny was causing arousal to pool in between your thighs. The harder that Jake slammed into Danny, the deeper he was pushing into you. Your legs were spread wide open. It didn’t take long to find a rhythm that worked between the three of you. Once Danny had found his own rhythm he began backing into Jake and pounding into you.

No one spoke for a while. It was all whimpers and pornographic moans, the pleasure that you each were feeling was insane.

“Danny, baby, fuck you’re so tight,” Jaked breathed out.

“You both feel so fucking good,” Danny respsonded.

Jake had a rough grip around Danny’s hips, pushing deeper into him with every stroke. In return slamming Danny harder into you.

“I don’t think I can last much longer, I need to cum. Please let me cum…” Danny cried out to you both.

Danny’s eyes pleaded with you for his release. You knew by the look on Jake’s face he was fighting his own ending, his hips were faltering their pace. You wrapped your legs around Danny’s waist, “Cum in me, fill me up baby.”

Within seconds of your own plea you were unraveled. Danny had covered your chest in purple marks, his own moans shook your body. You felt him coat your walls in his thick release, twitching inside of you, crying out. Jake fucked him through his orgasm wildly, you knew he was trying to hold off a bit longer. But the sight of you and Danny cumming sent him over. He coated the walls of Danny’s tight hole.

When Jake pulled from Danny they both let out a hiss. Danny finally found the strength to pull out of you. You whimpered from the loss of him. You and Danny both having cum dripping from you. You both were a whimpering mess.

The three of you laid tangled up and out of breath. You were still in the middle of them, they both had a leg draped over you, holding hands over your stomach. Exhausted from your dirty dance in the sheets. You couldn’t help but blush and giggle. It was everything and more than you had hoped.

As exhausted as you were, the adrenaline was still coursing through you. You felt relaxed and happy. You wanted to savor this moment for as long as you could.

“That was fucking amazing,” you finally broke the silence. They both hummed in unison.

You moved to place a kiss on Jake’s plump lips. You heard Danny whimper from behind you. You turned over to do the same to him. You sunk back to your place in between them. Jake sat up slightly to kiss Danny next, sweet and gentle. Both of them blushing, as if they hadn’t just been deep inside of one another.

Jake was the first to move, bringing you and Danny a warm washcloth. Knowing that neither of you had the intention of moving for a while. He cleaned you both off caringly.

The three of you scooted yourselves under the covers and fell sound asleep not long after. All of you being drained physically. You had stayed tangled up all night long.

Danny POV

You woke up the next morning in the same position that you had drifted off in. You took a deep breath into your lungs and your senses were filled with Jake and Y/n. Your head nuzzled in Y/n’s neck, a leg draped over her body, and your hand intertwined with Jake’s.

They were both still asleep, their chests slowly rising and falling. The morning light was beginning to peek through the curtains, adding a slight glow to their bare skin. You took this time to admire how peaceful they looked. You also took this time to gather your thoughts of the past two days' events.

Within the recent days you had finally admitted not only to yourself, but to your best friends that you had feelings for them. As much reassurance as they had both given you, you still couldn’t help but worry that they would wake up and have regrets. You hoped they still felt the same way when they opened their eyes this morning.

You now found yourself tangled in the sheets with them, as their boyfriend. You could have stayed like this with them forever, but of course you had a full schedule for today. You felt Y/n begin to stir awake, her eyes slowly peeking open and meeting yours. You couldn’t help but smile at her. She looked so delighted to see you.

“Good Morning boyfriend,” she giggled and squeezed your hand.

“Well good morning girlfriend,” you replied.

It felt so right to be here with them like this, domestic even. She rolled completely over to you, snuggling up to your chest and met her lips to yours. Your movement must have woken Jake up. You glanced over to see him rolling towards you and Y/n. His eyes were only halfway open, but a grin spread across his face.

He sat up slightly and kissed Y/n on the cheek, greeting her for the morning. Then turning his attention to you as Y/n had, repeating her actions.

“Good Morning boyfriend,” Jake said blushing and kissing you lightly.

“Good Morning boyfriend,” you repeated back.

The phrase just sounded right. Their actions had whipped the fear from your mind immediately. You couldn’t control the smile on your face. You stayed in your own bubble for a few minutes longer. Of course someone began pounding on the door, bringing you back to reality.

You all stared at each other, maybe a hint of nervousness behind your eyes. You had all agreed that you weren’t hiding this, but it was a bit soon. When no one moved to answer the door you heard Josh’s voice, “Rise and shine! The bus will be here in the next thirty minutes guys!”

“Okay, we’ll be down soon,” Jake yelled back, never moving from the bed.

All of you were still unclothed, nothing but the sheets covering you. You all reluctantly dragged yourselves from the bed. Jake was the first to get up, you couldn’t help but gawk at his naked form. You heard the shower water begin to run as he disappeared into the hot steam.

Y/n caught your stare, “Why don’t we join him?”

The hotel shower allowed just enough space for the three of you. You and Y/n entered on either side of Jake. You pressed to his back and Y/n to his front as you let the warm water soak your bodies.

Your sore muscles thanked you. Your hands ran along the length of Jake’s body. He leaned his head back onto your chest. You looked over him to see Y/n stroking his cock. You wrapped one hand around his throat and one around waist to hold him steady. She was pumping him furiously.

You sucked at the skin on his shoulder. You and Y/n coaxed him along eagerly. You watched her grope at herself with her free hand. She had purple marks down her front and her hips slightly bruised. You took pride in admiring your artwork. Her eyes stayed on yours, she wanted you to see the way she unraveled him.

You could feel Jake’s muscles tightening underneath you. His eyes were clamped shut and his forehead creased together. You added a little more pressure around his throat and lifted his head up a bit. “Watch her. Watch her while she makes you cum for us,” you demanded.

You watched as he struggled to keep his eyes open and on her. But he followed your instructions like he was told. He held onto you tightly. He groaned and his hips bucked up wildly as he spilled into Y/n’s hand and her stomach.

She brought a finger to her mouth, groaning and licking it clean. You brought your hand to her stomach and swiped up the rest of Jake’s mess. You mimicked her movements by licking your hand clean. “You taste so good babe. You did so good for us,” you said.

After your shower you were left with little time to get ready. The three of you were rushing around to get dressed. You threw on last night's clothes and kissed them both swiftly. You made your way back to your own room.

You noted that your bed was still perfectly made. Your room looked as if you had hardly been there. You wondered if this was how it would be from now on.

You met everyone else downstairs. “Where have you been all night?” Sam quizzed you.

“I was in bed, what do you mean?” you said, seeing Jake look at you happily.

“I came by twice and called you to see if you wanted to go out? You never answered,” he snipped back.

“Oh uh, I must’ve been in a deep sleep,” you said lying through your teeth.

The day was busy, as it usually was before a show. You still found the time to sneak looks and touches at Jake when you could. The day went by quickly and on schedule.

The show went without a hitch. You and Jake were completely in sync with one another. Everything was falling into place.

Y/N POV

It had been one month since you had entered your throuple of a relationship. You had been able to stay with them on tour. Your job had been able to secure you a position of working from home, or in this case the road. But at least this meant that you would be able to spend more time with your boyfriends.

You couldn’t keep your hands off of one another. You were growing a bit nervous. There was a break coming up in the tour soon. This meant that you would be going back to your shared home with Jake. You were thrilled about the break and time off. You had missed your home.

Danny had his own home, only a few minutes away from yours. You had discussed the living situation a few times, but never dug too deep. Things would flow naturally you figured. It was still very early in the relationship. But still you didn’t want Danny to feel left out.

You wanted him there with you and Jake. You wanted him to be there for all of the moments. You had worried that you would miss alone time with Jake, but that didn’t last very long. You had all become attached at the hip.

Being so attached to one another you hadn’t been with Danny alone, nor Jake with Danny alone. All of your dates had been shared, the mind blowing sex, even sleeping. Danny had rarely stayed in his own room.

You had managed to keep the relationship to yourselves for over a month. It wasn’t intentional, there just hadn’t truly been the right time. You still hadn’t been hiding it however, no one had really caught on. Everyone was so busy all of the time, but it was nice to stay in your bubble. You all found it sexy to have this secret.

You figured your bubble would soon be popped with the off time coming up. You would be spending time together more often and in a different setting. They would definitely catch on soon enough.

After the final show of the tour you were headed home. Danny opted to go to his own home. He wanted to get settled in and had a few things to tend to.

You and Jake got yourselves settled in quickly. It had been so long since you had been alone together. It was different, it felt normal since you were home. But you knew that both you and Jake were missing your other half.

You ordered in and watched a short movie. Before long you had decided to take a bath together. You soaked together in silence. You were both so exhausted you climbed into bed and fell sound asleep.

The next day you woke up close to lunch time, Jake was still asleep peacefully next to you. You had thought you heard something, but the house was quiet. You were almost back asleep when you heard it again, much more clear this time. Jake was having a dream, a sex dream at that.

His brows were furrowed and his hips were rutting lightly into you. He groaned and softly whispered Danny’s name. A smile spread across your face. You knew after last night that he missed him. You had both been living comfortably with Danny as a big part of your live’s.

You didn’t feel so bad about waking him from his dream. His whimpers and whispers had caused a wave of excitement to your center. You rolled him onto his back and straddled him. You grasped his hard cock and sank down onto him.

His eyes shot open, he hissed through his teeth. Once he was fully awake he began pounding into you. You knew this was exactly what he needed. His hand collided with your ass hard.

He brutally slammed into you, he was certainly not going to last long. The dream had already gotten him halfway there. “You miss Danny hm?” you spoke.

He didn’t respond with words. He flipped you over roughly, pushing your legs behind your head. The new angle caused you to cry out from the pleasure. You squeezed around his cock. “Fill me up baby, just like you do Danny,” you moaned.

Your words sent him over into a wild orgasm. His release coated your cunt. “Goodmorning love,” he said, pulling from you.

“Sounded like an interesting dream that I interrupted,” you said.

You had decided to have a lazy day. Since it was already past lunch time now, the day was halfway over. You showered and took your cozy places on the couch. You didn’t plan on seeing anyone for the day.

Oddly enough neither of you had heard from Danny. Maybe he wanted some alone time or was even still sleeping. Later in the evening you realized that neither of you had eaten. Your stomach growled loudly. At that exact moment your doorbell rang.

You hadn’t bothered even getting dressed today. You had on an oversized t-shirt that came to your knees and that was all. Jake was only wearing boxers. You had taken this lazy day to a new level. You cracked open the door, given your state of undress, and revealed Danny standing there with two boxes of pizza.

It’s like he read your mind. You and Jake had been silently hoping that you would hear from him soon. “Gonna invite me in Y/n, or just leave me out in the cold?” he joked.

You opened the door wide enough for him to enter. “Who is it?” Jake asked.

Danny placed the food in front of Jake on the couch. “Oh, hey Danny,” Jake said nervously.

Danny leaned down and kissed him softly. You brought in plates and drinks to the living room. You squeezed in between the boys on the couch. Danny leaned in to kiss you sweetly. You immediately blushed. You had missed him more than you thought and it had only been a day.

You spent the evening cuddled up on the couch. No one really talked, you simply sat in comfort. You had truthfully forgotten about how little clothing that you were wearing. The blankets had kept you covered. You were reminded when Danny moved his hand further up your thigh. When he realized there was nothing there but your naked skin he looked down at you with a devilish grin.

He never said a word, he just began rubbing slow circles around your clit. It took him only moments to have you squirming under his touch. He moved his fingers to your soaked entrance, you felt his breath catch in his throat, a small groan was let out. He plunged them into you. You could hear your own wet sounds over the movie playing right in front of you.

You gripped his arm tightly in an attempt to ground yourself. You looked up to find his attention still on the movie. He knew exactly what he was doing to you. You looked over to find Jake’s eyes on you.

“Danny I think she missed you today,” Jake said playfully.

Now Danny’s attention was on you. “Is that true love? Couldn’t even go a day without me?” he toyed with you.

“I might have missed you, just a little,” you confessed.

“From the way your pussy feels, I would say it’s more than just a little,” Danny said.

Your cheeks turned bright red. He was right. Your cunt gave you away instantly. You took another glance over at Jake to see him palming himself over his boxers. Danny removed his fingers from you and dropped to his knees below the couch. He sat directly in front of your needy cunt.

He didn’t waste any time though, he dove right into you. He made a mess of you in no time. He had clearly missed you just as much. He had you seeing stars and calling out for him in minutes. He firmly placed his palms on your thighs to hold you steady.

You gripped Jake’s cock and lazily. Danny made sure to put all of your focus on your pleasure. He swirled his tongue around your clit, forcing cries from you with every move.

After a little play time you all sat foggy minded on the couch. A few minutes of relaxing and Danny spoke, “Well I guess I should be going then.”

Jake looked at you with worry as if to say ‘don’t let him go’.

“You’re leaving already?” you said.

“Yeah I guess so, it’s getting late,” he said, hardly looking at either of you.

“You could just stay, if you wanted I mean,” you said touching his arm.

“Oh, uh, yeah sure. I just wasn’t sure that you guys wanted that,” Danny said, clearly nervous.

“Danny, of course you can stay. We missed you last night and today. We were worried when we didn’t hear from you at all,” you said reassuringly.

“I just didn’t want to intrude or seem overbearing,” he said, still not looking at either of you.

“We’re in a relationship now. There isn’t anything for you to intrude on. We want you here with us,” you said cupping his cheek.

His demeanor changed immediately. His eyes lit up. “I want to be here with you guys too. Our first real sleepover!”

After your talk you went to bed. Danny slept in the middle this time, you and Jake snuggled up on either side of him. It was the first time he had stayed at your home like this. You could tell how happy it made the three of you to be like this.

The next day you woke up around lunch again. You peeped over to see Jake sleeping deeply and Danny just waking up with you.

“Goodmorning beautiful,” Danny whispered, kissing you on the lips.

“Want to go make some breakfast? I’m starving,” you replied. You both got up quietly and made your way to the kitchen. You slipped on yesterday's oversized shirt and a pair of panties. Danny had on a pair of Jake’s boxers. He insisted that he cook for you. So you sat at the bar and talked a little while he did so.

You weren’t ashamed to say that you had hardly heard a word that he spoke. He was standing there cooking for you and Jake, in basically no clothing. He looked so pretty like this. It was definitely something that you hoped you witnessed more often.

You considered waking Jake up, but you figured just to let him catch up on some sleep. This was also a good time as any to have some one on one time with Danny. After you ate you laid together on the couch.

He massaged your scalp, tugging at your hair the way he had learned you liked. His hands began to roam up and down your half naked body. Until they found their way to the hem of your shirt, he lifted it over your head. He wrapped a hand around the back of your neck and pulled you into an open mouthed kiss. Your tongues fighting for dominance.

His heavy eyes found your bare chest. He scooped up your breasts, gently massaging them. He wrapped his lips around your right nipple, biting down softly. The sensation caused you to cry out for him.

You had no clue what came over him, but you liked it. He ripped your soaked panties from your body. The fabric shredding to pieces. This sparked something in you. You pulled his boxers off in one move. He kicked them to the side quickly.

“Danny, I need you to fuck me,” you moaned into his mouth.

He ran the head of his weeping cock through your folds a few times before burying himself deep inside of you. He was fucking you rougher than he ever had, which was certainly saying something. He had your hands pinned above your head, your legs up in the air, spread fully for him.

You were sure you would wake Jake up from the pornographic sounds that you were both letting out. Danny pulled out of you and when you protested his actions he delivered a sharp smack to your cunt and another to your ass.

You moaned and begged for more. “Oh my girl likes the pain huh?” he played.

This only spurred him on further. He plunged back into you. The sounds of your now sweaty skin smacking together echoed through the house. He brought his fingers to your mouth and instructed you to open. You obeyed his every request happily. Once he was satisfied he brought them to your clit, rubbing fast circles around it.

“Danny, I’m gonna cum, please,” you cried.

“Then be a good girl and let go for me. I’ve got you,” he said.

Your entire body convulsed around him. Your legs trembled and you moaned in pleasure, he didn’t slow down at all. As soon as he fucked you through it he flipped you over onto all fours. Your ass was in the air, your face was buried into the couch pillows.

He propped one leg up and grabbed your hips and pounded into you. Your eyes clamped shut, you were beyond overstimulated. You had never seen Danny like this. You were sure that you had red handprints covering your ass. He grabbed your hair and pulled you up to his chest. His other arm wrapping around your torso and snaking down to your clit. He rubbed fast circles again. “I’m so close Y/n, cum for me. I know you can,” he groaned into your ear.

You came hard together. His cock twitching and emptying inside of your cunt was the most euphoric feeling as you came around him. He didn’t pull out of you. He sat down onto the couch and guided you to straddle him.

You sat for a few moments in silence. Both of you with the after sex glow coating you. You and Danny’s mess leaking from you. You reached down and collected a few drops of your mess, bringing it to both of your lips. You both released a groan, “Danny we taste so sweet together.”

“Fuck Y/n, that was amazing,” he said brushing your hair back.

Before you could speak back you heard the front door burst open. Weird, you never saw Jake come through the living room. He certainly would have joined or at least watched if that was the case.

You heard a voice similar to Jake’s booming through the house. Only it wasn’t Jake.

To be continued…

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blot-squisher · 9 months ago

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Okay so I have been wondering this for a bit, does Caleb not kill anyone anymore? I remember reading that he doesn’t use doors cause it hurts his legs so does he not go out of the realm if he can help it? Also if he doesn’t kill anyone does hillbilly stay in the realm and not kill anyone too?

Oh, he absolutely does, just not as often as some of the others

Danny, Michael, we're all looking at you...

Caleb doesn't like to use Doors, but he does occasionally like to get out just to get out of the Realm for a while. He doesn't particularly seek out people to kill, but considering his excursions usually involve going to shady bars and drinking heavily, someone usually ends up getting killed by the time he's done. Despite that, he's still considered an Unknown Slasher. His appearances are so rare and the witnesses drunk/hungover to make much of a report of what actually happened. What he does the other times he leaves the Realm? Hehe, we'll find out it due time. >;) Max can and does used Doors and will go out and kill to blow off steam. He's considered a Known Slasher, although for a while he was often confused with Leatherface.

#surviving the game fic #q&a #writing thoughts

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brxxksazars · 2 years ago

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BROOKS AZAR’S PHONE - task #001

THE BASICS:

Brand of Phone - iphone 13

Color - silver

Case - it was a christmas gift from his students in bigfoot’s army, a mothman phonecase. no popsocket as to not ruin the beautiful art.

Locked or Unlocked? - he USED to just have it as a passcode set to 6969 but quinton got into his phone and changed all his contacts so he now uses a more secure one.

Wallpaper - it’s usually some chaotic meme. for the last two months, brooks has settled on this one.

Lockscreen - just a fun little guy from spongebob

USAGE:

Time - most of his alone time is spent on his phone in one way or another. when he’s not very busy, that time can accumulate to 6+ hours a day on his phone.

5 Most Used Apps - reddit, facebook, instagram, snapchat, spotify.

Web Tabs - brooks is one of those people that likes to do wordle so it is constantly up. there’s an amazon listing for a book he found funny. he has the nightrest news pulled up. and he JUST closed the tab with a danny devito fanfiction he’d started reading aloud with a coworker at lunch.

Google - “dream meaning can't move”

Photos - saved this meme

SOCIAL MEDIA:

@ - brooksieboi

Instagram - see above.

Snapchat - his snapchat is even more unhinged than his instagram if you believe it or not. with snapchat, he will often use it as a means of “vlogging”. brooks doesn’t do well with being alone so if he’s especially bored, he’ll just start posting to that whether it’s a series of clips of him cooking, profound thoughts documents during a high, or him killing time between classes.

Tinder/Bumble/Hinge/Grindr/Etc. - he wasn’t good at waiting so bumble was out for him rather fast, so tinder was his go to. gets a good bit of matches but loses a fair bit of them once the chat starts.

Spotify - some of his top songs are: standing (on my own two feet) by pvmnts; time in a tree by raleigh ritchie; life’s a bit by noahfinnce; 3 nights by dominic fike; take me away by scotty sire; take what you want by post malone; 16 lines by lil peep; dreamland by glass animals; hallucinogenics by matt maeson; roaches by wett brian, aryia; i’m yer dad by grlwood; bathroom bitch by holychild; typical story by hobo johnson; sad! by bryce fox; sober/hungover by sueco, arizona zervas

Tiktok - if he posts, it’s usually silly filters like ‘you’re a 10 but...’ though he has been a guest star on the waffle making with monty. goal would be to have one of those clips of him having a special handshake with everyone of his students. AS FOR his feed, it’s weird okay. just know that.

Facebook - they do! actual posts to their page are limited but its one of the only means he stays connected with his family, so there’s happy birthdays and sharing some articles or poking his aunt. he also sticks on it for the memes, actually running an account in his free time on there called ‘dr phil says i need some grippy socks’

ft. @drewyao @selintemel @lnavarrofms @nam-daeeun @mphillipsfms

#task #phone #nightrest:task001

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mvillamemoirs · 2 years ago

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sept 2020 unloading continued.

Wednesday, September 30th, 2020

-Danny brought me food and coffee this morning. My head is pounding like crazy- very hungover darnit. Went to work, i believe I was still somewhat drunk. It’s Dr Hoffman’s birthday, saw myself crash with energy towards the end. Headache grew more intense, Dr McMurray doesn’t want me to go home. So envious of steph that she has that luxury to call out, i should’ve too as I was completely irresponsible.

-Tried to do deliveries with steph, just tired overall. As we got to downtown san jose, i’m so tired of seeing druggies and homeless folks. I pity them, but I just feel stuck being left alone, and looked at like a target.

-So ready to go home and sleep. I think I may reschedule my therapy appointment tomorrow since i feel symptoms of being burned out.

Tuesday, September 29th, 2020

-Test is today, I have 2 hours. I should unwind and review my study sheet for it. I don’t feel as confident, but trying to minimize my anxiety. Sucks that it’s been so long with school that I don’t have an effective method of studying down. Ugh, update- that test started to irritate me once it got to the lab part. I don’t think 3.5 hours of testing back to back is effective. I just feel stressed that we’re getting tested with realistic images versus how lecture and lab meetings normally went through the book. I just have to let it go.

-Work was good for the duration of the shift. It always goes by fast, but I was still dwelling over my test. My irritation seems pretty high today.

-Went home, relieved I didn’t have any homework due this week for anatomy, went to go hang out with steph as she did deliveries. We ended up drinking a 4loko for old sakes, talked about jerome, danny, and everything overall. I’m so happy that it’s working out with her and Jerome despite mine and his history. It seems like a perfect fit and I’m happy for her!

-She came back to my house, we finished the wine bottle that’s been chillin in my fridge since July. Felt like everything was spinning by bedtime. Danny is at work, and it made me just miss him. The most cigarettes i’ve smoked in a while!!

Monday, September 28th, 2020

-Very productive at work. Towards the end, I kept thinking I should've called out since I have a test tomorrow. I feel very super anxious about it. Oh, Anatomy.

-Energy pretty darn on point and feeling very motivated that I’m understanding material.

-Wondering if i’ll be enough for Danny with our existing conflicting work schedules, schoolwork, and now even more school with NHI starting soon. I just have to remind myself to go with the flow, focus on my priorities.

Sunday, September 27th, 2020

-Woke up at Dannys house. I feel uneasy. Had 2 mimosas before coming into Lokahi. Mom was giving me crap for not vacuuming after my dog. Responsibilities that I suppose I’ve been neglecting.

-Remembered it was Awet’s birthday, i miss hanging out!!

Saturday, September 26th, 2020

-I can totally see me and Danny living with each other. Things went smooth today. Had him over in the morning, made breakfast at my house, and changed his oil. Nala really loves him.

-Study bug bit me deep. Eustress. Studied a lot today, and am really enjoying having today off to get time to myself.

-I find myself falling for Danny more. I’m seeing a pattern where I'm relying on him a lot again, and I hate that feeling. I also find myself questioning, do I really have feelings for him or if I’m just settling. He hardly tells me how he feels, I don’t know what to expect, and don’t like to feel vulnerable and have my guard down for anyone. I don’t know how serious he is about me, I want to know, but am okay with not knowing.

-More cars on the road, traffic blows.

-Thinking about how much i have on my plate- school, work, court thing.

Friday, September 25th, 2020

-Super excited at work, energy is high and so is productivity. Making efforts to plan out studying over this weekend as I do have an anatomy course. Also thinking about if I’m enough for Danny if whatever this is will proceed moving forward.

-Had anxiety about making dinner, went with him to help a friend fix her tire. It’s interesting that he has many friends that are females, but again, I have to remind myself not to push things and just let it go. Ate pizza with him, slept at his house.

-Random thoughts of the day is that I’m seeing less of steph, I should be branching out my social circle, too, but i feel like school is taking over.

Thursday, September 24th, 2020

-Woke up from Danny’s house. He’s so handsome. I like cuddling with him. Not sure if it’s my period, but I feel strong feelings towards him and feel like I don’t get the same in return as much. I start to feel insecure like he’s doing something else suspicious, but know it’s just me. He’s busy and I respect his grind, it just motivates me to do the same with the time I have, and go from there.

-Went home and tried to knock a lot of chores before class started. I vacuumed, did a load of laundry, changed the bed sheets, made breakfast and swept the floors. Also brushed Nala to bond with her and deshed her since her fall coat is coming in.

-Looking over the past few days, not smoking an entire cigarette in one sitting is helping me to wean off of them. I fell off and started to smoke in my car again, as well as in my backyard. My midback has been feeling sore a lot. The adjustment helped yesterday, but I really think it’s my poor desk set up with online school work and at work.

-Went to work, did a lot of cleaning up, not so much production with getting notes for a patient out. Luckily patient time ended early today.

Wednesday, September 23rd, 2020

-Work has been bothering me all day today. I think it’s my boss’ misdirection or frazzled mentality this morning and Milenna’s attitude. I do see a difference when my boss doesn’t make time to complete his reports, and messes with the schedule and patient flow.

-Came home for lunch by habit and caught up with Meilani. It was nice to see what’s going on with her. Shared the idea of moving in with Danny, she’s looking at bigger apartments with Dru, and she pops the question of me filling mom in on the idea. Told her not yet, because this is just step one- just browsing, but did make me realize how I should go on about it when it comes to telling my Mom about it.

-Came home, read for my psych class, getting caught up but need more time to myself to read and study for both psych, and mainly Anatomy.

-Hung out with Danny and his cousin at night time, felt like I shouldn’t because of my schoolwork, but I did miss spending time with him so why not. Hanging out with Danny just made me realize I’m getting dependent on him to be around. I don’t like having that type of mentality, even though it feels good to feel wanted. Like what are we? I’d like to know where this is going, but again I’m just going with the flow and don’t want to put myself through any more things that I’m already invested in. ALSO, if I’m struggling with things now, it’s only going to get crazier when massage classes start.

Tuesday, September 22nd, 2020

-I feel like the busiest of all bees. I was very productive this morning. Walked Nala, took her to her post spay check up, had class, and went to work. Luckily my energy was up there, and I kept the ball rolling with catching up on reading and class work. Coming home from work just made me realize that this Anatomy class is a ton of work with 5-6 assignments due twice a week.. . .and this is just one class!

-Started to look at apartments, yesterday morning just made me realize how things are getting close to pre-covid times- ie traffic. I don’t like traffic at all, like where all these cars and crazy drivers come from as Santa Clara County isn’t full on open yet. It was nice having a ghost town while it lasted.

-Zarinah hit me up saying to visit her out in Philly for Halloween. I’m tempted, but don’t want to fall off from my schoolwork, travel with COVID still occurring, and spend money when I have other priorities to pay off.

Monday, September 21st, 2020

-I don’t like how coworkers bring their outside funk into the office- or just in general. It’s not preferable for me to dumb down my energy or be around weighed-down vibes when I’m not vibrating ar that level. I feel like that’s something that should be checked out at the door and be placed privately. Misery really loves company I guess.

-Work went really well, vibes were high in the back office, I really have no complaints at this rate.

Sunday, September 20th, 2020

-Super excited for Danny to get back to town, bummed I still have to work until 3pm, and he works graveyard. I like this slow pace that we’re in. It’s like we’re re-kindling the flame at a slower, cautious pace. I just hope if we were to move forward again, that we’re enough for each other despite our conflict of work schedule.

Saturday, September 19th, 2020

-I felt like today went really fast-paced. I felt like I was constantly on the go, with something to do right after the other. I had work at Lokahi, came home to get dressed and come back to my weekday job to get things done and Staples to pick up things. Energy was pretty high up there and didn’t mind making up hours missed during the weekday due to school work.

-Afterwards, I completely forgot about Kristine’s party at Raymond’s house to celebrate her getting her Masters. Super excited for her journey, as well as second-guessing my educational route. Had drinks with everyone, including steph and my sister. Overall fun playing beer pong, corn hole, and wished Danny was still there.

-I like how open me and Steph were becoming talking about Jerome and Danny.

-I feel like I am in dire need of sleep and rest and strictly me time.

Friday, September 18th, 2020

-I feel very motivated to get things done today. I liked how I was able to go at my pace with school work and work duties. Very free-flowing and getting creative with how to train these 2 people at work.

-After work I got home and just chilled. It made me realize how used to Danny’s presence I’m getting accustomed to. I feel at ease with him.

Thursday, September 17th, 2020

-Dropped Danny off to the airport to go to Oregon, wish I was going. I wish he planned it ahead of time so I can go with him.

Wednesday, September 16th, 2020

-Very productive at work. Got a lot of work done.

-Dropped food over at danny's work. I feel conflicted with everything, but don’t want to look too deep into what me and him are, nor even think I’m ready to add that to my plate.

-Talked with my Attorney about the whole getting arrested thing. It eased my mind the options he gave me. I see my anxiety levels greatly minimizing. Keeping positive thoughts overall.

-I’m making progress with limiting cravings of smoking cigarettes.

Tuesday, September 15th, 2020

-Woke up at dannys, came home, did online class, then went to go have brunch with Danny. Had a swirl and somalian food. It was such a bust that I didn’t get Bill's cafe or Hash house because they closed less than an hour from when my class ended- but it was a good celebration overall. Napped before he went to work, only to come home and nap some more until people came over.

-It was nice having a small get together with family and a couple friends. It was cute how my mom wanted to cook, simply because I didn’t know where/what to eat. It was a good celebration overall, wish Danny was there, wished my other friends came through, but again, mom is worried about covid, etc, etc.

-it sometimes tired me living in this house. I want my freedom, it’s a tease how Danny wants to move in together, I feel scattered.

-It feels weird being in the spotlight. I don’t like it. I remember even feeling uneasy over the weekend about what to do. I don’t think I’m a planner type, it feels pressuring. I felt okay being by myself but happy how this turned out.

-I liked how I finally got to talk with michelle while I was doing anatomy homework and quizzes-histology is so hard!! I feel flustered. I miss seeing friends and family in hawaii. I feel drained with the same routine here in california, I miss traveling.

Monday, September 14th, 2020

-I didn’t feel as down in the dumps today as I did the previous night. I had the go with the flow attitude, and it’s probably the caffeine from the cup of coffee I made this morning, but I think reminding myself that I can’t control everything helps me live in the moment, with who and what is in front of me. At work I felt very productive because I had things to get taken care of.

-I was very surprised Danny finally came in for treatment, and how nice my coworkers and boss interacted with him. I was also taken back by how cute my coworkers were with getting me a cake and a sweet card with heart felt messages. I liked how it was easy to train the successor with notes, and direct her with learning our systems. I feel super loved today.

-went to get chicken wings at wicked chicken with danny. Craving satisfied! Finished watching Zohan and knocked out.

Sunday, September 13th, 2020

-Woke up, had brunch with Danny at Bills cafe. It was nice hanging out with him before he had to go work. Sometimes I wish that he didn’t have to work the graveyard shift, but I also look at it as a good thing because space can sometimes be good. I have the rest of the night to cater the rest of my evening to my school work and try to get ahead.

-I couldn't help but have feelings of sadness and isolation. I kept getting asked what I’m going to be doing for my birthday, but I’ve grown so accustomed to living in the moment and not planning ahead. I think because of this habit, I tend to feel like I’m constantly on the go, everything is moving, sometimes faster than I’d like, and maybe these down in the dumps feelings are signs that I need to slow down(?). I kept thinking that I want to spend my birthday alone, or that it’s not significant, but I’m trying to stray away from those dark thoughts and appreciate that a lot of family members and close friends that are asking me, want to spend time with me.

Saturday, September 12th, 2020

-Woke up at Dannys place feeling anxious about my birthday coming up, my relationship with Danny, finances, schoolwork, and the thought of serving jail time. I also feel physically drained and in dire need of a massage. Reminded myself that it’s okay with not knowing all of the answers to those things, and to focus on the NOW.

-Walked Nala for a bit once I got home. Made breakfast, and started some schoolwork.

-the thought about being unwanted in my relationship with Danny heightened the disturbed feeling of not being wanted by my Dad. I feel like I resent my dad less, and again accepting the divorce and not taking responsibility for it because I wasn’t involved. My dad’s abandonment is a reflection of his character, not mine.

-Got to spend time with danny again, kept it mellow and just stayed in because COVID. We went on a drive to woodside on the windy road, had pizza, talked about the downfall of our relationship-it is what it is. We both admitted that we were wrong, just thinking about taking it easy moving forward. I dont want to feel pressured about anything with him, I can’t even think of being in a relationship right now, I just want to chill overall with everything going.

Friday, September 11th, 2020

-Work went really good today. Knocked out 3 major medical records I needed to send out. I just didn’t do it electronically. They’ll contact me if they need it or so. Energy was really high up there today. I Talked with the patients on a deeper level, I love making connections like that, on top of my duties to serve them. It makes my work environment steady going and lively, and adds consistent meaning and purpose when I’m on the clock.

-Got home and checked on my dog. She’s doing better. I’m thankful for my sister to aid in keeping tabs on my dog. I see that Nala is slowly getting her energy back up there. She looked so exhausted when I got home. I just fed her and gave her her medication.

-Hung out with Danny and got Somalia food. It was so good! I like how he wants to try something new, and it didn’t disappoint. Sambusas were really good and the wrap was very savory. It was filled with vegetables that I wasn’t used to eating and I am so down to go back. I was telling him I was itching to go out and get into the social scene because COVID and these fires were driving me crazy. Chances of us going out were based on the NBA game where Toronto lost to Boston so we ended up not going out, but rather watched netflix at his place. I ended up sleeping over his place-it was nice cuddling with him, and getting a break from staying home. I ended up not drinking and was okay with it.

Thursday, September 10th, 2020

-Class went really well today. I’m lucky to have an understanding boss that lets me get my schoolwork done.

-Went into work for a few hours to get caught up with medical records, other billing issues, and organizing work space and clearing out tasks. Have to remind myself to work on my how-to duties, TIRP, ordering.

-Hung out with Danny after work. Had jalapeno tamales-they’re interesting. Ended up getting a quesadilla at the taco truck down the street from his house- which was good! He came over for a bit, too, and I feel weird not being able to relax in my home when my company is there. Again, I don’t feel like it’s my home. Nala missed him, I ended up not sleeping over his house but coming back home because I felt like Nala’s surgery was still getting to her. I’m uncomfortable when my dog’s uncomfortable and I’m away from her.

-Practiced the thought process when having the urge to smoke cigarettes. I have 5 days until my birthday and I need to make a better effort of minimizing intake versus going cold turkey. I saw that practicing the thought process when that urge comes up helped on the ride home today.

Wednesday September 9th, 2020

-I feel worrisome for my dog. Luckily my sister is checking in on her while I’m at work. I don’t like seeing my dog in pain-or anyone for that matter.

-Work went really well, I’m noticing I’m keeping the ball rolling with my energy being up there, as well as productivity with notes, avoiding clashes with other staff members, separating my personal life, but glad everyone finally knows I’m doing therapy. Caught up with Blanca seeing if she’s able to cover for me on Thursday mornings, but she accepted another job elsewhere. I’m happy for her that she keeps pushing through. I’m glad her house is still standing with the whole fires happening. I’m glad her family is safe and healthy. Her Son, Valen, is growing up too quickly and he’s so handsome! I do have baby fever, but I have other things I want to do.

-I feel like I’m finally getting the grasp of my classes and managing all tools to complete assignments on different platforms. I feel focused and in control.

-It’s discouraging having a drive with my education and career goals with the court stuff simmering on a back burner.

-Chatted with Meilani for a bit and my mom chimes in about my dog bite. I’ve grown to realize that my mom is the kind of person who talks to put her 2 cents in, but doesn’t grasp what other people are saying. Like she’s not an active listener with communication, and I think that’s where it gets to me. I have to practice taking my time with how I respond because I ended up lashing out on her that I am getting things done and taken care of. She frustrates me sometimes, and I hate having to hold in my tongue.

Tuesday, September 8th, 2020

-Today is the big day getting my dog spayed. I cried a bit after dropping her off to the clinic. I just want her to be comfortable, but she looked so scared and sad when I had to walk away.

-I went to my ortho appointment afterwards and was just thinking about this court thing and how it’s going to play out. I finally wrote down questions to ask my attorney when I talk to him next week.

**SHARED THIS IN THERAPY TODAY**

Dear Dad,

Hope you are well.

I’m pissed with how you treat my mom. Bully her with the divorce, claiming half of her belongings. She earned her wealth herself over the years and you’ve really shown how greedy of a person you are. You cheated on her when she was on her worst when grandpa passed away, and its rumored that you have another child with your old high school sweetheart. I’m set to believe that you failed at being a husband and wedded partner.

I’m upset that despite whatever happened with you and mom, you placed us in a hidden category where you just cut us off when your kids had nothing to do with your marriage’s downfall and the divorce. Both of my sisters disclaim you based on the issue with Mom, but I didn’t because that wasn’t your role to me. You’re supposed to be a father. It takes more to become a father, and providing sperm doesn’t automatically grant you the respect that a father role comes with. You were doing so good until 2014, and that’s when everything started to spiral down.

I feel like you use people to your advantage, at times when it’s only beneficial to you. That’s not right. It wasn’t until when your dad passed away, where you felt the same remorse of losing a father just like mom did with hers in 2012. I think you started to lose it then, didn’t communicate with us or attempted to in any means, and excluded yourself from the family in general. This is where you’d be physically present at outings, but mentally elsewhere. I also think this is where your selfishness grew. I remember you started to drink every night, have something to eat then sleep and repeat days after. You kept disappearing at nighttime, come and go into the house as you please, started getting comfortable talking to whatever girl it was on the phone in the house, and didn’t have courtesy towards whoever was in the same room with you.

I’m torn you didnt come to my graduation when I invited you. It hurt a lot, and I grew very enviously seeing raymond’s dad there. It was until the ride home from the graduation party where my friend asked me how I felt about it, and I broke down to fucking tears.

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Monday, September 7th, 2020

-Slept a lot all day due to the heat. Began getting flustered with how much noise my mom was making while I was trying to study. I gave up and knocked out for a few hours, and woke up to review homework for anatomy and psychology.

-Gave nala a bath, gave her TLC with brushing and deshedding her. Ended up walking her while carrying a bath due to being traumatized by the loose husky yesterday morning. I spoiled her today with treats after her dinner, knowing she was going to get spayed tomorrow morning.

-It felt really good to have a day off after working 3-4 weeks straight, and going at my own pace.

-Put in some work into the Dad letter. Wanted to challenge myself with a letter versus bullet points- it all has to get out at some point, right?

Sunday, September 6, 2020

-I’m super fired up this morning due to walking my dog, and having my neighbor’s dog fucking attack my dog and bite me on the wrist. Thankful my neighbor was there to get the other dog away and off of my dog, and I safely got back to my backyard. I walked over to that neighbors house to tell him what the hell is his problem. Good thing it was only me and my dog versus a kid and a smaller dog. He didn’t even apologize just stating that his dog escaped, has it’s shots- fucking rude. Hope animal control does something about it. It pisses me off how some people don’t know how to properly train or care for their dogs. I told my mom about the incident too in case someone shows up to our house after filing a report, and that ticked me off even more as she was prioritizing the safety of my car versus my dogs health and what’s right. Hold people accountable, make them take responsibility of shit. Do what’s right which in my case I feel like I did.

-Lokahi went well. Always calming and easy working there. Getting more insight of the healthcare field and getting to know the acupuncturists on a deeper level. One of them brought her son in and he’s so adorable, 7years old.

-Napped when I got home. Steph ended up coming over. Felt very productive overall.

-Told Theo I didn’t want to have meaningless sex anymore. Told Danny that putting in effort goes both ways-ie communication, wanting to hang out, etc. I just want to focus on myself and get my head right.

Saturday, September 5, 2020

-Daphne came over for a bit after I got off from working at Lokahi. She’s back with Josh after confiding in me about their relationship, but as long as she’s happy I’m all for it. I just don’t want to see my friends down and out- I want everyone to win. She was telling me how Theo was posting this and that on social media with a subliminal message thinking it was directed towards me, but I just eye-rolled at it. First he invites me to his BBQ and to bone last night, then this morning does the same thing but with 2 stripper parties to take me to afterwards. It’s whatever, it’s not my scene.

-Took a nap after working at Lokahi, woke up with very little energy and no motivation to do anything. I feel physically and emotionally drained. It’s my cousin’s birthday BBQ at his house, and I find myself moving very slow to get ready. It ended up being a fun time catching up with my sister and other friends I haven’t seen in a while. I was dreading the idea of having a drink and trying not to, but I had 2 celebratory shots in the evening and felt guilty afterwards. I think that’s a kickstart to me not wanting to drink ever. I normally don’t drink as often anymore since the night of getting arrested, I like not being impaired/ under the influence anyway.

-Felt guilty leaving my dog at home on a warm evening knowing her surgery is coming up on Tuesday. Getting that reassurance from Daphne and Josh saying how spaying Nala at 10 years old was a good idea, made me feel okay about myself doing it for her.

Friday, September 4th, 2020

-Left Danny’s house in the morning to get ready for work. Had my coffee, had a slow start to work as time felt like it was dragging. I’m awaiting Monday to come as this weekend will be the last of working straight for the past 3-4 weeks. Yay for rest, as well as playing catch up for school.

-Work went really good today, made me realize how much catching up I have to do. Threw the idea of having an old employee fill in Thursdays, surprised how my boss was open to the idea and I should reach out to her. I like it when everyone is running on good vibes- coworkers and patients. This is why I always love Fridays at work-filled with good energy for the weekend and rest, as well as finishing another great week.

-Danny texted me while in a work wrap up meeting saying his car wouldn’t start because his BAC was too high. Had mixed feelings of wanting to go there, but ended up helping with the motive to do so. As soon as I got there he tried to start his car again and it did. We’re just friends, some occasions I feel like maybe we can patch things up, I don’t know. Guard is definitely still up.

-Tempted to go to Theo’s clubhouse for a BBQ, ended up not going because my school work comes first and I felt like my social battery was running low. Theo is like temptation but I deserve the kind of love I desire and not to be anyones quick fuck. Yeah I respect him as a person because he tells it like it is, but I’m tired of putting myself through something where it’s not going to go beyond that. I feel like I’m getting back to loving myself, and okay with being single.

-I basically bombed my school work for this week. Got everything situated to add the course successfully, but realized how much homework and studying it is. I’m trying to not look at this night's homework as failure, but an opportunity to get things back on track for the remaining of the semester. Go, Education!

Thursday, September 3rd, 2020

-I woke up this morning with very little energy-unsure if it’s related to the cold weather. On the way to work my anxiety started to build up trying to plan how I’d balance out school and work for that day. It wasn’t the first good session with all of the distractions going on around me, I also found it brutal to stare at my computer screen for 2+ hours . What a time to be alive. Returning from lunch made my stomach drop, due to receiving the police report from the night or getting arrested, Attorney Ryan Mannix sent me. It sucks that I still don’t know for my damn self what the hell was going on that night, I was just scared shitless with what I thought was happening. Maybe it’s that ‘daddy issues’ thing I got going that made me think I was being in a group sex session against my will, who knows? I know for damn sure that that night was my lowest point, and not to do anything mind altering like that again. . I need to let old habits die and probably even cut ties with Theo, too, as he was like the ringleader of that night.

-I invited Danny over to my house after he got off from work, as a friendly gesture. . I told him about what was going on and caught him up to speed with the whole court thing. He advised me to write a letter to the judge. For some reason, I still look at Danny in that protector light. I ended up sleeping over at his house to calm my nerves down. He has that calming effect on me, like everything would be okay.

Wednesday, September 2nd, 2020

-I feel pumped up today. I feel motivated, I feel like I’m getting organized with my school and work duties. I feel like I am slowly gaining a sense of focus, as well as regaining my drive to fulfill my purpose in healthcare again.

-Work went really well today. Stayed on top of office flow- glad my boss noticed at our wrap up meeting- got chart notes documented for each patient and helped a bit with the admin side of it. I felt my energy up there (thank you, coffee) so I went home and washed my car, and managed to walk my dog for a bit. I went to bed feeling relaxed. I pushed myself to be more mindful and didn’t really have a cluster of sad thoughts and negative self talk as much throughout the day.

-By night time I was just thinking about what was going through my head in Dunsmuir. I don’t know why Theo would be the center of the illusion of me getting sexually abused in a group. I just want a clean slate from this arrest, a cleaner slate of my relationships, I’m itching to read the police report, but I have to just go with the flow and not get myself amped up for things I can’t control.

-Working on my communication skills and learning to express and say what’s on my mind. Finally built up the courage to tell my boss that I got into an anatomy course which I've been waitlisted to. I’m very eager to start, this is reassurance that I am on the right path to my educational goals and career!

Tuesday September 1st, 2020

-woke up this morning to keep reminding myself that it’s a fresh new month and to keep positive thoughts in mind as I go about. Excited that my birthday is in 2 weeks, as I'm not feeling so excited. It’s a covid celebration, but I think the most I’m going to do to treat myself is to take that day off, as well as Monday since it falls on a Tuesday- so it’ll be like a 4 day weekend to unwind, and relax.

-Danny texted me, I’m annoyed with his ass too.

-I feel excited that I’m second on the waitlist to get into retaking an anatomy course this semester. I think the likelihood of me getting in are pretty high, so now comes the tricky part of conversing with my boss about taking 2 hours out midday on Thursdays for the semester if I get in.

-Just got home from work, cried on the way to work because I feel sad and distressed about everything. I got fired up at work due to a patient experiencing elder abuse with her auto accident case and insurance- business ethic on her auto policy- as well as how fucked up the attitude of western medicine and health insurance is. I feel anxious at the moment with what’s going on-ie. relationship status, family affairs, school, work, and the possible outcomes of this next court date. I feel like a hot mess.

-Therapy went really well today. I like getting to the root of things, but I have to remind myself to pace this process so I don’t get emotionally overwhelmed. Taking my time to write this letter/list regarding my dad, but it’s something I need to do to grow and move on.

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I know what you're gonna think! "Ugh it's her again 🙄" Wait— Wait— hear me out!

I have a nsfw thingy for ya.

Pick 3 to 4 killers to do all kinds of sexy nasty shit to the reader(fem) in the new beach setting. 🌊🌴🏖️

Plus points if the entity forces the reader to wear a swimsuit ✨ Have fuuun~

Okay so some little drabbles!

Warnings: Misogyny, Dub-Con, Non-Con, Drugging, Shenanigans

Evan Macmillan/the the Trapper

Beach? Not so great. You in that one piece? Pretty nice. It hides just enough to let the mind wander, but shows so much that he can't help but to throw you to the ground and fuck you then and there.

He thought the sand would be a nuisance, but it did absolutely nothing to detract from how erotic it was to pull your swimsuit aside and immediately fuck you into submission. No amount "P-Please-! Wait- T-Too much!!" would make him heed your cries of mercy.

How do you expect him to resist you? Dressed like that, you're all but SCREAMING for him to impregnate you there and then, for all to see.

Philip Ojomo/the Wraith

You thought you were alone in the changing room when trying on swimsuits. You should have been alone! After trying a particular one on, you froze as cold hands slip underneath the thin fabric of the suit, groping your chest as one slid down lower until it delved between your legs.

A weight shoved you forwards, pinning you in place against the mirror as fabric was pulled to the side and a slick, hard something was slid against you, then into you with enough force to knock the wind from you.

Coming out was... awkward. Cum threatened to gush out of you with every slight movement, and you decided to buy it because... Uh, you didn't want to ruin it. Yeah, that's why...

Danny Johnson/ Ghostface

Alcohol was nice for once. You had almost forgotten the taste... But you left your drink unsupervised for a few seconds. Only a few... More than enough time for Ghostface to slip something in your drink to... loosen you up a bit.

It was almost romantic: the lighting, the quiet, the scenery.... But your limp, ragdoll body is really what made the scene truly erotic. Mumbling under your breath and clumsily pushing at him with weak arms- it's enough to make him cum on the spot.

You wake up hungover. Sore. Slimy... You can't remember anything from last night. Oh shit... You're gonna puke-

Anna/the Huntress

It was fun. Something new. Something exciting... You looked stunning, and though she felt out of place, the way you looked at her set her heart ablaze and made her feel as home as she did in the Red Forest.

The kiss started innocent enough, but it quickly became heated and turned into something far more intimate. The salt water made it easy to stay afloat, and even so Anna wouldn't let you drift off or dip below the surface. Never.

It was a beautiful sunset that evening. All the more with your partner by your side. She brings out the colour in everything around her. Her smile... Truly precious to you. Truly.

@prettycutebunny, @tachankas-whore, @kennbb, @slutwithadegree, @dead-bxxxtch-walking, @space-arsonist, @pink-soft-shadow

#dead by daylight #dbd #dbd the trapper #dbd the wraith #dbd ghostface #dbd the huntress #ask response #dead dove do not eat

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artificialqueens · 4 years ago

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Come on Baby, the Laugh Is on Me (Biadore) - Tanawrites

A/N - hey all! First time writing for this pairing so feel free to leave any constructive criticism, I honestly would love to hear any feedback as I’m my own beta at the moment. Using Bianca (she/her) and Adore (she/her) just because they’re in drag for the most part but am a firm believer of switching to he/him when they’re out of drag.

SUMMARY - AU in which both queens had never entered RPDR and met through doing the same gigs instead. Young, new drag queen on the scene Adore Delano can’t help butting heads with Bianca Del Rio, a self-proclaimed old seasoned queen who just doesn’t have the patience for her. Somewhat based on the comedy challenge in season 6 where Adore bombs (if Bianca had stepped in and helped her recover).

“Bianca!”

Only a well-trained hand stopped Bianca from jolting and smearing her otherwise perfect line or worse, stabbing herself in the eye in response to the sudden yell. Her hand drew away, eyeliner dangling midair and her eyebrow raised as much as she dared before her set.

“I have another twenty five minutes to get ready and you know an old hag like me needs every second of it.”

“The new girl, she’s dying out there.”

“And? Welcome to drag, queen.”

“C’mon, Bianca. She needs help and they’re all your regulars out there. Just go out, say Adore is a good friend of yours and everything will be fine.”

“Lying to the people. How original. Like the men in wigs weren’t enough, now we have to pretend to all be ‘sisters’ as well.”

A heavy sigh and a few more strokes under her eye, Bianca stood up and shooed past the show-runner. She pushed through a few layers of curtains, ignoring how closely the organiser was following behind her, practically jabbing her in the back with his clipboard to hurry up. She’d like to see him walk faster in heels with his dick taped between his ass cheeks.

To put it bluntly, as she often did, Bianca didn’t really like Adore. She didn’t like the little to no effort in appearance, the blasé attitude, the different approach that these younger queens were taking to drag with. Where she came from, drag was hard work and you only succeeded at it if you were willing to put the time in. Not just stumbling in hungover from the night before and hoping things would work out.

She didn’t feel responsible to help the younger drag queen either. It had been a long time since she’d been booed off a stage or people didn’t laugh for her jokes. That didn’t mean it had never happened though and that was a big part in learning for Bianca. Builds character to not always be adored, she thought to herself.

Since the younger queen had started popping up at most of Bianca’s usual gigs, she hadn’t heard of Adore flatlining though so she knew something about tonight must be different. The audience usually ate up listening to Adore curse, dance around the stage in whatever baggy yet revealing outfit Adore liked to pass off as “grunge” and her usual skit about pizza, party, being a chola from Azusa.

Nothing seemed unusual about the way Danny had rushed into the dressing room ten minutes before he was supposed to start and hurried about transitioning into Adore. Then again, Bianca wasn’t paying that much attention to him to pick up on anything that was wrong. That wasn’t personal though, just how Roy always got ready. Quietly and methodically as he painted his face into Bianca.

Pressing one hand gently to her hair, Bianca took another second to check her appearance in the small mirror on the wall before she was taking the microphone that was pushed rather unceremoniously towards her and stepping out onto the stage as well.

“Well, well, well. Who the hell do we have here?” She rasped into the microphone confidently, truly letting Roy take the backseat as Bianca commanded her usual spot as centre of attention, moving to where Adore looked visibly uncomfortable.

That’s your first mistake, Bianca noted, showing any kind of weakness allowed the few hecklers Bianca could still hear from the back of the club feel like they had an opening. She couldn’t help but feel a twinge of something close to compassion for the young queen as she spoke directly to the hecklers, telling them to shut up or at least fine tune their insults to be entertaining. These bastards could be rough sometimes and hell, she was just a kid once as well.

It only grew when Adore went to make her way off the stage, her expression clearly distraught. And who wouldn’t after having the next drag queen come on stage early but Bianca wouldn’t accept that and quickly intercepted. She slung one arm around Adore’s waist - uncinched waist, she noticed with a hint of amusement at how much confidence this young queen seemed to have and sent a quick reassuring wink that was purely for Adore before turning back to the crowd.

“I see you’ve all met my friend Adore Delano but have any of you heard her sing?”

After Adore’s and her own set’s time was up, she found herself still cackling at something Adore had said in their goodbye as they made their way backstage.

She didn’t know how they had gotten through the rest of Adore’s set as well as the entirety of her own as a duo but it had felt natural to keep going with the rhythm they’d eventually found together. Once Bianca had prompted Adore to sing, it was like the curse had broken immediately and the audience were back to practically worshipping the air Adore was breathing. She didn’t blame them either - Adore was mesmerising to watch perform.

Honestly she was surprised Adore hadn’t thought of it herself - Bianca wasn’t afraid to admit that Adore could truly sing. In fact, it was the only compliment she’d ever given Adore. After the first night she’d watched her on stage, she couldn’t help but applaud with the rest of the queens as they de-dragged at the end of the night when Adore walked in. The kid certainly had a set of lungs on her so Bianca couldn’t work out why that wasn’t a go-to for her when she couldn’t win over the crowd.

Bianca was more surprised how well their humour bounced off each other though. It was all too easy to poke fun at the younger queen because she’d been thinking most of it for months now. She felt herself softening as Adore served the banter right back to her though, not expecting such a sharp tongue. She was impressed. As much as she was known for being old and bitter, she was fair as well and would give credit where credit was due.

“I can’t believe that just happened.” Adore looked back at Bianca, clearly still feeling the adrenaline of a well received show. It was cute, Bianca had to admit to herself as she followed closely behind Adore.

“What part? Where you somehow forgot your whole script or the fact that you’re actually funny? Because I can’t believe it either,” Bianca quipped back but the smile she said with it said she was more amused than anything.

Apparently it hadn’t phased Adore either way though because she was still grinning from ear-to-ear as she slumped into the chair right beside Bianca’s in the dressing room.

“No seriously dude, that was awesome. Like I was totally drowning up there but we were so good.”

Bianca couldn’t help a small eye roll as she sat in her own chair, already bending to release her feet from the tight constraint of her heels.

“Some nights the crowd just aren’t picking up what you’re serving to them so I’m glad I could help, queen. You were great after you got out of your head.”

Then before she knew what was happening, she felt long arms curling around her shoulders and a barely combed wig against her cheek.

“Really, thank you for coming out there with me. And letting me totally hijack your set too. It was cool of you, so not like what we all say about you.”

Bianca laughed at that, reaching around to rub Adore’s shoulder a few times before they pulled away. “Don’t mention it. Seriously, don’t. Everyone will be up my ass to come perform with them if you start squealing.”

Adore looked like she had more to say but Bianca watched her expression change a few times, almost like she was reconsidering what to say each time. Bianca didn’t give herself a moment to consider her own thoughts, not wanting to read too much into them, before she was leaning forward to catch Adore’s gaze in the mirror.

“How about we do this, we get the fuck out of drag and I’ll take you to this bar down the street a bit. The first drink is on me.”

It seemed like it took a second for the offer to sink in for Adore and Bianca could understand, she hadn’t exactly been accommodating or particularly warm at all. So she was relieved when a smile, sweeter than she’d seen on stage or even towards any other queens when they were having a kiki after a show, broke across Adore’s face and she nodded.

“Okay, we’ll do it. Get a move on then, Delano. This clown make-up comes off a hell of a lot quicker than it goes on.”

#rpdr fanfiction #bianca del rio #adore delano #biadore #fluff #m/m au #come on baby the laugh is on me #tanawrites #concrit welcome #queen au

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fanfics4all · 5 years ago

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Not Just A One Night Stand

Request: Yes / No I know you've been getting a lot of Riverdale requests for your Valentine's Day prompts, but I was hoping you could do a Criminal Minds one for me. Luke Alvez with prompts #11 from Fluffy and #5 from Smut. Thanks for your time! @hotchocolateandpillowforts

Requests are open, but ONLY if they are Valentine’s Day related. (You can send from this list or make up your own!)<3 Have a nice day/night

Luke Alvez x Fem!Male!Reader

Word count: 1374

Warnings: Smut!!

Y/N: Your Name

Prompt(s): “Is that my shirt?” “You’re more than just a one night stand.”

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After some persuasion I finally agreed to a girls night. I’ve been stuck in my apartment for weeks, except for work, and my nights were filled with sadness, Netflix, and ice cream. My boyfriend of two years broke up with me two month ago and I was a wreck since. Today was Valentine’s Day and I was planning on watching sad romance movies, ordering pizza, and eating ice cream the whole night. My best friend Kendra managed to convince me to go out to the bar with the girls instead. So, here we are with Kendra going through my closet to find an outfit for tonight.

“You have to wear this, this is so sexy.” She said pulling out a sheer top, black pants, black heels, and a little shoulder bag.

“Don’t you think the top is a little too sexy?” I asked unsure.

“Not at all! Go put it on!” She said shoving the clothes in my hand and shoving me into my bathroom. I sighed and put them on and looked at myself in the mirror, this didn’t feel right. I walked outside and Kendra smiled at me.

“You look great! Here, sit down and I’ll do your hair and makeup!” She said and pulled me into a chair. She lightly curled my hair and pushed it so most of it was on one side. Then she moved onto makeup, she did a smokey eye with black and brown, then put a darker red lip on.

She pulled me up to look at myself in the full body mirror and I looked at myself in shock. I looked strange, I looked like me before my relationship with Danny. I gulped at the thought of not being with him anymore and held back a few tears.

“Lisa and Rachel are already there waiting for us, so let’s go girl!” Kendra said dragging me out of my apartment.

“Hey girls!” Kendra said walking up to our friends.

“Finally you’re here! Bartender, eight shots!” Rachel said giving the bartender a wink.

And hour later all of us were starting to get drunk. I was drinking water in between each drink so I wouldn’t be hungover in the morning. Reachel and Kendra were on the dance floor and Lisa was at the bar with me.

“This is my favorite song! Come on Y/N, let’s dance!” She said pulling me off the stool and to our friends. We were all dancing, but the girls ended up getting swept away by guys after ten minutes. I knew this would happen and I sighed and went to the bar. I ordered myself a drink and waited for the girls to come find me.

“Y/N?” I heard someone ask. I looked to my left and smiled.

“Luke? Hey! What are you doing here?” I asked giving my old friend a hug.

“Came for singles night.” He laughed.

“What about you?” He asked.

“Same, my friends thought it would be a good idea.” I said and he looked around.

“Where are they?” He asked.

“They were swapped away to dance with some guys.” I shrugged.

“So, you’re single?” He asked and I nodded.

“I thought you were with someone, Danny was his name?” He asked and I looked down at my drink for a second then back at Luke.

“Yeah, Danny broke up with me last month, I guess it wasn’t meant to be.” I laughed trying to hide the pain.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” He said placing a hand on my back.

“It’s okay.” I smiled at him.

“Wanna dance?” He asked and my smile grew. I downed my drink and grabbed his hand. The two of us started dancing and Luke wrapped his arms around my waist. He started slowly dragging his hands up and down my sides, he was swaying with me to the beat of the music.

“You know, I’ve always thought you were so hot.” He whispered in my ear.

“Oh yeah?” I asked feeling the alcohol kicking in.

“I wanted to make you mine back in college.” He said and I bit my lip.

“Why didn’t you?” I asked.

“You’re too good for me.” He answered.

“You know I had a thing for you too.” I informed him.

“Oh yeah?” He asked. Instead of answering him I moved my ass against his groin. I heard him moan and he pulled me closer.

“Wanna go back to my place?” He asked and I nodded. Luke grabbed my hand and pulled me to his car. We went to his place and as soon as we got inside Luke pushed me against the wall and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. We kissed each other hungirly. Luke slowly moved one of his hands inside my pants and rubbed me through my underwear. I was already wet for him and I moaned into his mouth.

“Already so wet for me.” He smirks.

“Maybe you should do something about it.” I smirked back. He lifts me up and his lips returned to mine. He took me into his room and dropped me on his bed with him on top of me. I pull his hair as I kiss him and I hear him start to undo his belt. He pulled his jeans and boxers off as he pulls my shirt off, my breasts exposed from the lack of bra. He pulls away and takes his shirt off while I take my pants and underwear off. He pushes me further onto the bed and kisses me roughly. His fingers find my clit once again and I moan in pleasure. He pulls away and again and grabs a condom from his nightstand. He rolls it on his length and looked at me for confirmation that I want this. I nod and bit my lip. He lined himself up with my entrance and pushed into me. We both moaned at the pleasure. He stayed still for a moment so I could adjust to his size and then slowly pushed in and out of me. I gripped his hair and he started kissing my neck, lightly nipping at the skin. He started moving faster and harder and I found myself moaning louder, I’m sure someone would hear me.

“Luke!” I moaned loudly.

“Oh Y/N!” He moaned.

“Right there!” I moaned and he continued to hit the perfect spot. I felt myself getting closer and closer to my orgasam and Luke could feel it too.

“Cum for my Y/N.” He whispered in my ear and that made me come undone. I moaned loudly and dragged my nails down his back.

“Fuck!” He moaned as his thrust became sloppy. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him deeper.

“I’m cumming!” He moaned and released into the condom. He pulled out and tossed the condom in the trash. The two of us got under the covers and fell asleep in each others arms.

I woke up the next morning and had a slight headache. I groaned and got up, I saw Luke in bed naked and I looked around the room. Everything that happened last night. I bit my lip and grabbed the first thing I found which just so happened to be one of Luke’s shirts. I went into the bathroom and cleaned myself up a bit. I walked out and Luke was sitting on the bed with sweat pants on.

“Is that my shirt?” He asked and I bit my lip.

“Yeah, sorry, I just grabbed the first thing I found. I said and gathered up my clothes. I went to go back into the bathroom to get dressed and go home, but Luke grabbed me and pulled me into his lap.

“You’re more than just a one night stand. You know that right?” He asked and I smiled at him.

“Oh yeah?” I asked and he smiled.

“Maybe we could try going on a date and see how it goes?” He asked and I smiled.

“Dinner tonight?” I asked and his smile grew.

“I’ll pick you up at seven.” He said and my smile grew. I got up, got dressed, then left to go home. I was looking forward to my date.

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savysavannah · 4 years ago

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Practice Challenge one: Part One

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“Fuck!” I yelled and slammed my hands against the steering wheel. This wasn’t the first time I’d had a total mental breakdown in the dim lighting of the courthouse parking lot, and it sure wasn’t gonna be the last. This case was rigged from the get-go, Mr. Dean esquire was always there against me, swaying the jury with his charismatic personality and his masculine gender. Not to mention it was a jury which he decided to leave fully as white men, his fellow groupies against my defendant, a woman of color who defended herself against her abuser who came at her with a gun.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. Opening them I saw Dean sashaying to his car. I considered putting my own in reverse and waiting until he just walked by, then bye bye Dean. Deciding that it wouldn’t be worth the cost of defending myself I waited until after he’d passed to pull out and start to drive to Illean Private University. I was an attorney coach for a Mock Trial team and of course, had to encourage these kiddos that law was the best career and it would really be fulfilling to help people. Driving past the Greek life houses I couldn’t help but smile thinking of happier times. Chugging shitty beer, dressed like a total slut and not giving one single fuck.

After an hour or two of bullshitting some kids and reminding them to object when someone playing a witness says “well I heard the defendant say he was mad at the victim so he must have killed her.” I drove on my way home.

“Incoming call from Uncle Dipshit'' said my car, continuing the never ending day that is my life.

“What?”

“Hey little Savy-Hannah, I’m in a bit of a bind and need some help.”

“What was it? Cocaine? Meth? Or did you finally snap and get caught with heroin.”

“Come on, Savannah, why would you just assume that, can’t I call my one and only niece because I wanna talk to her?”

“At 11pm? Friday night? Bullshit.”

“.......fine Sav-”

“Fuck you, I’m not doing probono work for you anymore. Get your shit together or get the fuck out of our lives.”

Taking a turn away from my apartment I started to head for Lux, my old usual club. I hadn’t gone in awhile but right now I needed to get absolutely shitfaced. 8 shots and 2 waters later I was grinding up against some strangers to Kesha’s “Die Young”, a classic. Suddenly I heard an all too familiar voice, “Savannah!”

My brother. Specifically, my oldest brother, Dan. He danced his way over to me of course being in this scene and grabbed my wrist. “Wha-u wan dan?” I slurred and kept jumping to the song.

“I was worried about you, Ricky called and said you were acting weird.”

“Weird!" I laughed throwing my head back "Because I wouldn’t clean up his shit for once!” I screamed over the music before he pulled me out of the club by the wrist. As soon as the cool air hit my cheeks I leaned my head back and looked up at the sky.

“I wish I was a star." I mumbled seeing the shimmering lights above us before suddenly leaning forward and hurling all over the cement. Probably a usual occurrence for Lux but I still felt bad. Dan rolled down the windows of my car as he drove me home, I stuck my head out of it for the breeze to feel the air in my lungs.

“How’d you find me?” I mumbled, still not fully back to myself.

“We all have eachothers phone locations, remember? You insisted on it like a year ago after you interned on that kidnapping case.” He sighed as we drove up the familiar road home.

“You’re really a mess you know that?” He asked. It's not like he was much better….well, he was but it's not like I'm our brother Danny. At least I made something of myself. Didn't get handed my career and a wife on a silver platter. Or like Daniel who was still so far back into the closet that we really aren't sure if he'll ever come out, even though our family would be more than accepting of him.

I was tempted to defend myself but stopped, “I know, I just need a win."

The next morning Dan was sleeping on my couch and I was on the living room floor. “You couldn’t have carried me to bed?” I mumbled through a yawn.

“You’re the dumbass who got white girl wasted and said you were too tired to walk to your room.”

“What time is it?” I mumbled and went to find my phone despite the world swaying as I crawled to my purse.

He lifted his arm up to look at his watch, “Like 8:00am chill out.” He groaned.

“HOLY FUCK 8?” I flinched at the loudness of my own voice. I was normally up at six, two hours slept in, what’s today it’s a wednesday. ‘What was I supposed to do today? No clients in court today, so that’s good. Okay so I suppose I have to? Paperwork?’

I sighed, “You’re fucking lucky I didn’t have court today.” Stumbling up I ran to my room to change out of yesterday's clothes, splash some water on my face and get on the move.

"Lucky? I'm the one who got your ass home at all!" He yelled back from the living room as I slipped into a different skirt. Shirt could stay the same, just a plain white shell no one would notice. But skirt absolutely not. I grabbed a pair of earrings and a bag of makeup wipes and rushed past Dan.

"Fine sorry love ya. Family dinner on saturday right?" I hurried as I slung a purse over my shoulder.

"You got it." He replied.

"Uh, stay awhile have breakfast if you want. I've got bagels and eggs. Just lock up when you leave." I remembered finally to be polite as he stretched getting up from the sofa.

The office was busy and loud as usual. I tried to smile and act like I wasn't hungover as holy hell while I walked to my desk.

There was someone new taking a desk near me too. Lanky guy probably straight out of law school too. I sized him up for a moment before nearly catching his eye but going back to my work.

It wasn't till lunch that I had to actually deal with another human when I ran into Mr. Asshole-dean.

"Ms. Mars?" He said as he tapped my shoulder in line at the starbucks near the courthouse.

I turned but knew his voice right away, "Mr. Dean?" I replied wondering why he was bothering me. He seemed to catch my cold tone.

"What, rough night? Does suck the night you lose the case but don't worry. You'll get better at losing, can't win em all."

I would like to get an extra extra hot- you know what make it just a cup of fucking lava to poor on this jackass. I smiled, "Thanks! I'm sure it didn't take you long to get used to it." I gave a passive aggressive smile and looked down to my watch.

"Listen, Mars, I know we're opposing counsel but I don't mean any harm by it. I think we could be great friends if you'd give it a shot. I mean I'm sure we both hate our jo-"

"Hi I'd like a venti mocha!" I ordered cutting him off the scurried back to my car.

I had a few hours before I actually had a meeting. It was just to speak with a judge over a custody case between a homophobic mother and two "really good friends" one of who was the father of the child in question. There was a chance it could turn into a serious case, the mom was wealthy and if she got too displeased she could probably turn it into a civil suit on the grounds of the father being gay. But it wasn't likely she'd take the time. She was only really fighting for custody to use their kid as a weapon in the divorce.

I drove home with my coffee deciding I wanted to Pad Thai leftovers I had as comfort/hangover/please-god-dont-make-me-live-another-day food.

Daniel was sitting on my couch when I walked in. "Can you not just walk into my house? Dan may have forgotten to lock it but that's no reason for you to just waltz in here!" I yelled as I dropped my purse and walked up to him.

"Is that my mail?" I huffed and snatched my letters from him. It was just junk mail but he still had no right to be so intrusive.

He looked up at me with a slight glare, "I know what you did and I'm gonna get you back for it." And as quickly as he came he scurried out.

Ringing up Dan I tapped my foot on the ground, "You forgot to lock the door!" I yelled into the phone.

"Oh shit my bad. You okay?" He asked.

"Yes, but Daniel was just here. All pissed over something." I grumbled and walked to the fridge to get out my leftovers.

"Any idea of what?" He asked.

"No clue." I answered.

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“No, don’t call anyone. Listen, they record everything but our conversations for confidentiality, if you call someone it’s possible that they might somehow be involved and we don’t want prosecution to get that- understand?” I hated explaining the basics to my clients, but those dumbassses would sign their own sentences if they didn’t know any better.

I walked up to the courthouse, in one hand I had my phone, the other a black coffee from the starbucks across the street, my work back slung over my shoulder and threatened to slide lower onto my arm. As I turned the corner I was suddenly burning with hot coffee against my chest and a stranger staring down at me as I had run right into him,

“FUCK!” I yelled as I stepped back. My heel slipped in a crack on the sidewalk, the top of it snapping it too causing me to fall back, my head hitting the hard concrete.

When I opened my eyes again he was standing over me. It was the new guy who sat across from me. "Don't worry I called an ambulance." He assured. I was going to sit up but as I pieced the situation together I realized I was no longer wearing a shirt. Instead I had his blazer placed over my top. I assume because of the burning coffee which would have been sitting on my torso had he not.

He rode in the ambulance to the hospital. We sat in awkward silence as I tried to figure out his angle. Was he afraid I'd sue. I was the one who bumped into him. Did he wanna ask me questions about our workplace. It'd been a month or so since he'd arrived though so that wouldn't make sense.

He sat next to me at the hospital and was still there when the doctor told me it was a light concussion and a small burn. He sighed, finally not seeming like a stiff board for a moment. Maybe he was scared I'd sue. I turned to him in the hospital bed when we had a moment alone.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

He blushed and looked down mumbling a bit as he said "I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I wouldn't be able to work anyways till I knew." My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Why? I'm the one that bumped into you?" I asked.

He was about to respond when the brigade of brothers came in. He seemed startled at all the sudden male energy in the room. "Ah, these are my brothers Dan, Danny, and Daniel. Daniel is a family name." I added the common addition when introducing them to anyone.

He stood up and shook Dan's hand firmly "Nicholas Lamia." He said. I realized then that I also didn't know his name. Danny started to get suspicious as he looked at him with antagonizing eyes.

"How do you know our sister?" He asked. Nicholas flushed again and tried to find words for a moment.

"We work together. He's the one who called the ambulance." Daniel set a balloon down next to me that he'd gotten at the gift shop.

We hadn't really spoken since his home break in. I still don't know what that was about. But he's been suspicious since. Once they released me Nicholas went on his way and the Mars siblings stood on the sidewalk and considered where to go.

"Should we get sushi? It's been a moment since we hung out without mom and dad." Dan suggested leading the conversation.

"Hmm, works for me. Samantha's out of town for work." Danny chimed in.

I sighed thinking about all the work I still had to do. But it had been a minute since we hung out for fun, and cucumber rolls wouldn't be too bad right about now. "Sure I'm in." I replied.

"You?" Danny asked Daniel.

He mumbled for a moment with the same guilty look, "no, I don't th-"

Suddenly Danny got him in a headlock, "come on even Savy agreed and she'd rather eat shit than waste time." He joked. I rolled my eyes and we all piled into Dan's car.

The waitress led us up to a small booth towards the back. At first I was going to sit next to Daniel but the blaring TV would send me down a spiral. There was a government program on and as soon as that shit for an heir came on I'd be fuming about how we're leaving the lives of multiple disadvantaged people to a boy who did body shots off a Delta Nu on a thursday night. I wasn’t exactly sure if that story was true, but it wouldn’t surprise me based off of what I’d seen from more credible sources than Lucy in the room down that hall at the sorority house who was gushing about how she wished it could be her. Prince Eaton went to the University of Labrador with us and she was hopeful that he would do it but sadly, no.

Dan saw my eyes lingering on the TV and switched sides of the booth with me. We were just about finished and considering desert when I began to notice the glances and smirks. I wiped with a napkin thinking maybe I had some rice on my face, but they continued nonetheless. It wasn’t like creepy guys smirking either, it was everyone. The air felt different and Daniel looked like he was going to be sick. “What?” I asked as he opened his mouth.

It looked like he was about to say something but couldn’t find the words. Dan opened to speak too, “Savannah, we didn’t think you’d ge-”

“Oh my gosh congratulations on being selected! Would you like a desert? Everything is on the house of course!” The waitress smiled.

I looked up at her as if she were speaking German. “Congratulations on what?” I asked.

“On being selected! They were just announced, are you so excited? Could I also get a photo by any chance! The next queen of Illea could be sitting at my booth!” She cheered.

The world slowed as my mind raced selected? Like The selection selected? I didn’t apply? I didn’t want to apply? How did I even get entered? What did Daniel want to tell me? Did Daniel do this? Was this his revenge for what?

I snapped out of it as Dan called my name. “I’m sorry. I have to step out for a moment.” I said and grabbed my purse running out of the restaurant, feeling everyone watching me. I walked to the side of the building and pressed my back against the cold brick panting. I crumbled inwards as my brothers ran over to me. I took a deep breath in,

“I don’t”

another breath

“understand.”

Suddenly a man with a long lens camera appeared. How did that happen so fast? How did he know what she looked like? Stupid your Savannah Mars it’s not like you’re a nobody your grandpa runs the largest candy company in the world.

“Can you back off?” I heard Dan ask him.

He kept ignoring Dan entirely, that is till Dan pushed his camera out of focus. “What the fuck man? Chill.” The creep said and went to shove Dan. Level headed Dan of course responded by punching him in the face.

We all piled into his car and drove to my house. I sat in the car ride silent and waited for someone to speak. No one did but Daniel still looked like he was going to throw up. We all sat on the sofa in continued silence. Only Dan spoke to offer everyone water.

No one said yes to it but a cup appeared in front of each of us anyways, always the responsible older brother.

I inhaled then finally said, “I’m not mad. I just want to know why?” and looked at Daniel. It was clear by now that he was the culprit.

He sat there in silence, his lip whimpering like he wanted to cry. Like he wanted to cry? If anyone’s going to cry it should be me. Suddenly I lunged at him to get in a hit. Only Danny’s arm stopped mine from smashing into his face.

“Why?” I yelled.

“I thought you made a gay dating profile for me.” He whimpered.

“What?” I asked, even more confused than before.

Dan spoke up, “Danny made a gay dating profile for him to try and give him a little push. When he got mad he said it was you who did it.”

“I just saw the letter sitting there and it seemed like the perfect way to get back at you for meddling in my love life. I was just gonna taunt you with submitting it, then Dan told me it was Danny but he said you wouldn’t get in and you’d just never know.” Daniel explained.

“Well, statistically speaking you shouldn’t have.” He defended. My anger shifted to the brother holding me back. If Danny had teased Daniel about his sexuality none of this would have happened. But I couldn’t do anything with him still holding my wrist.

I stood from the sofa and the brothers stood as well. “I’m going to go get changed.” The second they relaxed I turned and charged at Danny. “You fucking bitch!” I yelled and started to pull at his hair. He didn’t fight back but Daniel panicked and Dan rushed over. I was yanked off of him before I could make any real damage but he did look hurt enough.

“How could you! Just minding your own fucking business could have avoided this whole thing! And Daniel!” I yelled and turned. “Don’t fucking get vengeance especially not without communicating!”

The phone started to ring. It was probably about the selection. I huffed over ready to say, “Hi, yes this is Savannah Mars. No, I would not like to participate, please pull someone else.” But as I picked up the phone I realized something. Daniel would have had to forge my signature. In order to apply for me he had to sign a contract. If I say I want out I would have to prove I didn’t agree to begin with. That would mean proving the false signature. Which is by the way, illegal.

I sighed, held the phone to my ear. “Yes this is she. I’m so excited to be selected and am more than happy to discuss a time for you to send your people over.”

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Hello My Old Heart | Chap. 13

Chapter Summary: Let’s get this show on the road!

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader [AU]

Warnings: Swearing, fluff, underage drinking [it’s bad, mmkay? don’t do it], aaaand some ANGST

A/N: SORRY I FELL OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH WITH THIS SERIES!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!!!

“Okay, Danny’s giving the signal,” you watched the flower girls make their way to the front row and sit beside Peggy. Your turned to Pepper and smiled at one another. She winked at Sharon and started her walk down the procession. You looked back at Sharon and fixed a flyaway strand of hair. “It’s not too late if you wanna take a run for it.”

Sharon laughed, a smile staying on her face. “It’s so weird. I was so freaked out earlier, but now that it’s here?” She chuckled, “I’m ready to be married.” You smiled and shared a quick hug.

“I love you, Sharon.”

“I love you, too, Y/N.” You pulled back, both glassy eyed and adjusted the bouquet of flowers in your hand.

“I’ll see you in a bit, lady.” You and Sharon shared a watery laugh and you stepped into the doorway, holding the flowers up as you walked down the aisle.

You took slow and steady steps, a wide smile on display as you scanned the audience. You spotted Nick sitting towards the back of the church wearing all black, not deviating from his usual color, despite the occasion. The Barnes’ sat two rows behind Sarah and Joe, and you tried to hide your embarrassment when Becca leaned into the aisle and snapped a picture of you, causing a few rows to laugh politely. She beamed up at you as you walked beside her.

“You’re a little shit, Rebecca Barnes.”

She giggled, “Love you, too.” You grinned and looked at blond man standing at the altar.

Steve stood anxiously, giving you a nervous chuckle when you locked eyes. You smiled tenderly at him and he stepped down, kissing your cheek.

“She looks beautiful, Stevie,” you murmured into his ear. He placed a hand on your waist and hugged you, the tension radiating off his body. You gave him one more smile and stepped up beside Pepper and turned to watch Sharon.

Everyone stood and the doors opened up to an ethereal figure in white standing in the doorway. Sharon glided down the aisle, her eyes never leaving Steve’s. You looked at Steve, and sure enough, his usually stoic persona melted away to the sentimental sap that he was.

Steve’ll be the first one to tell you: weddings always make him cry.

You sniffled and wiped your tears as you helped fix her dress as she stood next to Steve. When you stood up straight, you finally acknowledged the feeling of someone staring at you. You took a jagged breath and cast your eyes towards him.

Bucky stared at you as Sharon’s uncle started talking about how honored he was to officiate for her and Steve. You were vaguely aware that he was still talking about the couple, but you prayed no one asked you what exactly he said.

Tck!

You rolled your eyes and walked over to the window, pushing the curtains back and lifting the window pane up. You folded your arms and leaned against the sill, smirking at the brunet a few feet below.

“Whatdya want now?” He clicked his tongue and put his hands on his hips, squinting up at you.

“You aren’t answering your phone. I coulda had an emergency and you woulda missed it.”

“Well, ya seem to be just fine, so–” Bucky gave you an unamused glare back and you laughed.

“I’m serious, Y/N.” You sighed and leaned back enough to push the screen up. You leaned out of the window with your hands on the outer sill.

“Will you get up here and kiss me already?” If he weren’t so anxious, he would’ve teased you some more, made you wait longer, but he couldn’t. Not when he hadn’t kissed you since last night. He quickly stood on top of the AC unit and you leaned out further to meet him. You kept one hand on the ledge and the other on his jaw, holding him close. Bucky cupped your face and held you as he pulled your lips to his. Slightly chapped and tasting faintly of coffee.

Just how you liked your kisses in the morning.

“I never wanna go that long without kissin’ ya ever again.” He placed kiss after kiss on your lips until you giggled and pulled back. You stuck out your pinkie for him.

“You’ve got yourself a deal, Barnes.” He smirked and hooked his pinkie with yours and you shook in agreement. You intertwined the rest of your fingers together and gazed at each other. “What did you and the guys do last night?”

“Played Call of Duty and ate pizza. And Clint got one of the guys at work to buy us beer.”

“You didn’t drink too much, did you?” Bucky shook his head.

“Nah, just enough to get a buzz. Stevie got pretty toasted, though.”

“Buck…” you drawled, “you promised me no hungover people today.” Bucky chuckled.

“He drank less than I did! He ate a greasy breakfast at Peg’s and he was fine. No one’ll be the wiser.” You shook your head with a small grin. “What did you and the girls do?”

“Talked about the universe. Same as any sleepover.” Bucky grinned and rolled his eyes, but you weren’t joking. Sleepovers get very serious once everyone is settled into bed.

“You gonna share it with me?” A slow grin spread on your face.

“Sorry. I can only tell ya if we have the same last name.” He pursed his lips and hummed.

“Well, I did have plans this afternoon, but I might be able to squeeze a wedding in.”

You played along. “What plans do you have?”

“Dancin’ with my pretty wife and eatin’ cake. In that order.” Your face heated up and you grinned bashfully at him.

“A real charmer, huh?” He gave you a dazzling smile that made his eyes twinkle.

“So I’ve been told…. So, you’re gonna marry me, right?” You hummed.

“If you ask nicely.” Bucky blinked and gave a sly grin as he tilted his head. He traced his fingers down the curve of your neck, his thumb brushing over your collar bone, skimming the chain of your necklace.

“Y/N, will you marry me?” You stuck your tongue out to wet your lips, Bucky’s eyes landing on your lips. His mouth parted and he slowly cast his eyes back on yours.

“Sorry. I’ve already got plans tonight.” He growled in the back of his throat and stood on his toes and attacked your lips, making you laugh. Your bedroom door opened and Nat growled.

“Barnes! I told you to get lost!” Bucky grimaced and kissed you once more before jumping off the AC and taking off running towards his truck.

“See ya later, Peaches! I’ll be the stud in front!” You smiled and bit your lip.

“I’ll be the one in white!” You hollered out to him, he cast another dazzling smile over his shoulder and you watched him until he was out of sight. You sighed and stood up straight turning to look at Nat.

“Really?”

“We haven’t seen each other since last night! We haven’t gone that long without seeing each other since he visited his family in Indiana two summers ago.”

“I know for a fact he and Sam walked here at midnight last night so he could see you.” You grinned and shut the screen on the window.

“I can’t help it. He’s cute and has nice hair.” Nat shook her head and sighed.

“C’mon, Juliet. You gotta finish getting ready.”

“C’mon, Y/N! We wanna see!” Becca squealed from the other side of the door. You studied yourself in the floor mirror and smoothed out the invisible creases by your hips. Sharon and Nat came into view and grinned at you.

“What’re you thinkin’ about?” You took a deep breath and turned to look at them.

“I’ll text Clint if you wanna leave.” You shook your head.

“Do you think he’s gonna like it?” Sharon gave you an understanding smile and placed her hands on your shoulders.

“Y/N, Bucky is gonna cry like a baby when he sees you. Steve said he already cried once this morning.” You blinked and tilted your head in curiosity.

“What? I just saw him at noon. He never said anything.” Nat and Sharon chuckled and she dropped her arms.

“Does that really surprise you? You know how weird he gets about showing his emotions.” You sighed. It was true. Annoyingly true. “Steve said he just stared at a picture of you on his phone and cried.”

“Which picture?” Sharon shrugged.

“He couldn’t tell.” Another impatient knock sounded and you both sighed. “We better go before Becca breaks the door down.” You picked up the skirt of your dress and walked over to the door, taking another deep breath before you opened it.

A flurry of excitement and squeals filled the room. You smiled widely, coming more into the room and giving a twirl for the women (and Becca) who eagerly waited.

“OHMYGOD! You look beautiful!” Becca came up to your side and immediately wrapped her arms around you. You hugged her back tightly and tucked her brown curls as you looked at each other.

“Is Buck gonna like it?”

“He’s not that stupid!”

“Rebecca!” Winnie, Sarah, and Peggy all chided at the same time. Becca rolled her eyes just for you and stepped back. When you looked at Winnie, her resolve quickly faded and tears started streaming down her face.

“Oh, Y/N….” Winnie spread her arms out, and you quickly stepped into them, trying your best to not break down in hysterics.

Your family hadn’t been able to come.

Hadn’t been able, or didn’t make the effort, you weren’t entirely sure, but it upset you all the same. Everyone had been tiptoeing around the subject since they told you they wouldn’t be there, but you did your best to not act like it bothered you. Of course, no one believed you, but you liked to pretend you were better at acting than they gave you credit for.

Winnie squeezed you tight. “I love you, sweetheart. I’m so happy that I’m getting you as a daughter.” You squeezed her back, no longer hiding your tears. The room quieted down as Sarah and Peggy ushered Becca, Sharon, and Nat out of the room, giving you and Winnie a moment alone. You stood together for a few silent minutes, soaking in the moment.

In less than thirty minutes, you would be ‘Mrs. Barnes’ just the same as her. Mrs. Barnes.

Mrs. James Barnes.

Mrs. Y/N Barnes.

You had already practiced writing it a few times since Bucky pretended to propose sophomore year.

You separated and Winnie went to her purse and pulled out a tissue and carefully blotted your tears so that your makeup stayed intact.

“Ya know, George bawled like a baby on our wedding day.” You gave a watery laugh.

“Yeah, I’m not surprised. He cries at everything.” Winnie chuckled and nodded her head.

“Yes, he does. And I love it.” She finished wiping your tears and grinned warmly at you. “Bucky cried this morning.”

You gasped in subdued disbelief, “That’s what Sharon said…! Steve said he was looking at my picture?” Winnie kept her grin and nodded. “Do you know which picture it was?”

“He wouldn’t say.” You sighed and tried to think of what picture it could be. “I bet he’ll tell ya if you ask….” You snorted.

“Well, I would sure hope so, but it wouldn’t totally shock me if he kept it a secret from me, too.” You both laughed and a soft rap echoed in the room.

“Y/N, it’s time,” Sharon peeked her head in and grinned. Your forgotten nerves came back with a vengeance, demanding your attention. It was a blur how you somehow made it to the hallway outside the altar. Sarah and Peggy gave you tight hugs before leaving to find their seats, and Winnie gave you a kiss on the cheek before going to find George and Bucky so they could make their way down the aisle.

“I can spend the night whenever, right?” You blinked and looked at Becca. How long had she been talking?

“Sorry, Bex, I wasn’t paying attention. Spend the night where?”

“At your house.” You gave a breathy laugh.

“Your mom and dad just told us about it last night, Becca, I don’t think we’re ready for guests yet.”

“Especially when you’ll have all those rooms to christen.” You gasped and spun around and gave Nat a pointed look, who only gave a sly grin in return. You eyed her as you looked back at Becca, who had, thankfully, not heard Nat’s commentary.

“Yes, Becca, once Buck and I are semi-settled, you can start spendin’ the night.”

“Can I have my own room?” You laughed and smoothed one, lone, wild curl.

“You’ll hafta ask your brother, but probably.” She groaned.

“He’ll say ‘no’.” You shrugged.

“Ya never know.” She sighed and moved to get in line. The bridesmaid processional song was starting, which meant in two minutes you would be walking down the aisle.

“Alright, Becca, you’re up first.” You adjusted the silver bow on the back of her dress and grinned at her. She smiled and waved before stepping out behind the doors separating the bridal party from everyone else. Sharon, kept watch and Nat came up next to you and squeezed your elbow.

“Love you.”

“Love you, too.” You smiled at each other and she disappeared next. Sharon glanced over her shoulder and grinned.

“It’s not too late if you wanna make a run for it?” You scoffed a laugh.

“I don’t really have a choice, do I?”

“Well… you don’t hafta get married…” You shook your head immediately.

“I’m marryin’ that boy if it’s the last thing I do,” Sharon chuckled and you grinned to yourself. “I’ll have to tell him later that he was right; we shoulda just gone to the courthouse and called it good.” Sharon walked towards you and wiped the curve of her finger under your eye.

“I promise I won’t tell him you said that.” You both laughed softly and your ears both perked at the swell of the song that signaled Sharon’s cue. She took a deep breath and smiled at you, “Let’s get you married.” You smiled back and she left you, taking her turn to walk down the aisle, leaving you alone for a few still seconds.

Deep breaths.

It’s just you and Bucky. No one else matters.

Just you and him.

The double doors creaked open and first few beats of your processional song started to fill the room. You grinned at Clint and Nick, and took another deep breath before clasping your hands around the stem of your bouquet, and taking a step forward.

You glanced around, the sudden feeling of anxiety starting to creep into your thoughts as everyone in the room stood to watch you. Had your palms always been this sweaty? Surely, your heart hasn’t always beat this fast, has it? Did everyone really need to stare at you?

You finally looked forward, and all the noise stopped.

Bucky.

He stood at the end of the aisle, red and teary eyed, dressed in the navy suit that you thought made his eyes bluer. He bit the inside of his lip, trying, and failing, at keeping his tears from showing.

How did he get so lucky?

You were finally close enough that Bucky could take your hand.

He blew out a long breath as he looked you up and down, “Oh, sweetheart… ya look,” you smiled at him, thumbing the tears from his cheek. “Wow.”

Bucky never thought he’d be one of those grooms that cried on his wedding day, he’d even told you as much every chance he could.

I don’t cry, Peaches, and I sure as hell ain’t gonna start doin’ it in front of everyone we know.

Of course, you told him he might, and, of course, you were right.

He’ll tell you that later.

But you probably already know.

“Bucky?” He hummed, and you grinned at him. “Let’s get married.” He smiled and squeezed your hand.

You blinked and beamed at your friends as Danny pronounced Steve and Sharon man and wife. The room filled with cheers as Steve cupped Sharon’s face and kissed her. They turned and smiled at everyone before holding hands and making their way back up the aisle.

You glanced back at Pepper, only to see Nat standing behind her. You blinked.

When had she gotten there? You looked over at the groomsmen and saw Clint at the end. Before you could suggest switching spots, you were pushed towards the middle. Big hands caught you before you could embarrass yourself further.

“Are you okay?” You nodded and tried to wipe off the awkwardness.

“I’m fine, Bucky. We should go.” You looked at him expectantly, and for three slow seconds, he stared at you before sighing and turning, extending his elbow for you. You clasped onto it and ascended the aisle with him, ignoring the way it made your heart race.

“I still wanna talk.” You sighed and looked at him.

Why can’t you just stop loving him?

Why can’t you just let him go…?

Why can’t you just let Dot finally have him?

“I know,” Bucky’s shoulder’s relaxed, “I do, too.”

… Why do you still have to love James Barnes?

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meleuki · 5 years ago

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Take A Hint

Sam Kiszka x Reader

Warnings: Slight smut, mostly fluff.

Word Count: 2,100+

Request: could you write something mildly smutty but mostly fluff for sammy? like maybe getting together or something

My eyes wandered over the four boys that sat around the booth I was in, their smiles bright and slightly tipsy. I hadn’t been bothered to count how many drinks I’d had so far, trusting my judgement on how many I could have based on how drunk I felt, which probably wasn’t the best idea. My judgement always turned out to be horrible, no matter what night I went out drinking, the nights my judgement was the worst, however, were the nights I went out with the Kiszka boys and Danny. I knew I could trust them with my drunk self though, my ramblings and incoherent nonsense always seemed to entertain them and left each one of them with a page full of stories to spew to me the next morning. A nudge in my side knocked me out of my tipsy daze, my gaze shifting to Sam as he leaned in closer to my ear.

“Did you want to get out of here? We do have lunch tomorrow, remember? I’d rather not be hungover for that,” Sam spoke, a small smile drifting across his lips as his brown eyes peered into my own. Getting out of here would really mean heading back to his place, just so we could down a bottle of whiskey on our own, maybe watch some old movies and listen to Frank Sinatra on repeat if we stayed up long enough. Sam had been my friend long enough for me to know where he was going with his thinking, and whiskey and Jazz didn’t seem like such a bad idea right now, in fact it seemed like just the thing I needed after a long week of work and family upsets. So I smiled back and nodded, my heart clenching in my chest as Sam’s eyes lit up due to my agreement.

“Hey guys, Sam and I are gonna head out. We’ll see you tomorrow for lunch, yeah?”

A few bright smiles and reassured plans later, Sam and I were walking out the door towards my car. I reached into my jacket pocket, pulling out the keys and moving to unlock the drivers side door so I could slip inside the vehicle. The jingle of the many keychains I had attached to my set alerted Sam and soon he was rushing to my side, his hand softly gripping mine as it pushed the key into the lock.

“I’ll drive, (Y/N).”

“But, Sam-”

“No way, I’ve only had one, and you’ve had… well I wasn’t counting, but four, you had four,” Sam smirked, his tongue flicking out against the side of his mouth as he leaned against the car door.

“Oh fuck off Sam, I’m fine, I can drive,” I reasoned, staring at myself in the car window, pulling my undereyes down to check out how red the whites of my eyes had gotten during the night. Okay, maybe Sam was right, I shouldn’t drive. The red lines of veins in my eyes made me question my sobriety, and I could slowly feel the alcohol from the night kicking in, I wouldn’t be able to drive all the way home. Sam raised his eyebrows as I turned to look at him, challenging my now slightly less confident demeanour.

“Gah! Fine, you drive Samuel,” I sighed, shaking my head lightly as I snorted at Sam’s excited expression. He’d been wanting to drive my car for ages, for what reason, I wasn’t sure, my car was nothing special. Sam had said it was because it took our friendship to the next level, driving each others vehicles; something about trusting each other enough to handle the major investment of a car in the other’s hands. I guess he was right.

“Now I can brag about driving your drunk ass home, huh?” Sam teased, beginning to make his way down the street in the direction of his small apartment.

“No, no you can not, you child,” I playfully glared at the side of Sam’s face, breaking character as he turned to look at me, his mouth set in a wide, joyful grin. Snickers passed over my lips for a few seconds, quieting down the closer we got to Sam’s place.

I let my head fall back against the headrest, my eyes closing as I basked in the feeling of wind brushing past my cheeks through the slightly opened window of my door. Some soft music rang out of the car radio, filling the silence that Sam and I now sat in. The vibe in the car was peaceful, homey. I opened my eyes, turning my face to the side to look at Sam as he drove. I couldn’t help but begin to admire his features; the way the cars that drove past lit up his muddy brown eyes, the small smile that couldn’t seem to drop from his lips, the curve of his jaw - sharp and strong. My eyes wandered over his whole face, soaking in the beauty that was sitting right next to me.

“Sam?” I questioned softly, not paying attention to the fact that we had stopped in his driveway, or that he’d turned the car off, or that the radio had stopped playing. I just looked at him as he turned to look at me, one of his hands reaching behind to rest on the back of my seat, that small smile still on his face, “Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?”

“(Y/N), you’re drunk… I don’t,” Sam let out a breathy laugh, “you think I’m beautiful?”

I nodded, “Sam, I’m not that drunk. Maybe not sober enough to drive, but sober enough to know what I’m telling you. I don’t have a filter, but I’m not talking shit. You’re beautiful Sam, like… wow.”

Sam smiled a genuine smile, his hand reaching up to cup the side of my face,“You are too,” he gave a light pat to my cheek, “now let’s get drunk and watch some shitty movies.”

My face fell slightly as Sam moved out of the car, beginning to make his way towards the entrance to the apartment complex. I let out a laugh of disbelief at his dismissal of my hints, I don’t even think he’d realised I was dropping any.

“Samuel!” I shut the car door once I’d made my way out of the small space, internally relieved as Sam locked it via the button on my set, “Take a hint!”

“What?” Sam’s face scrunched up, his eyebrows furrowing as he made his way back towards me.

“I-” I paused, thinking over my words, “Don’t worry, forget I said anything, let’s go inside.”

I brushed past Sam, ignoring the confused look on his face as he followed me inside the building. I was soon greeted by the familiar golden number ‘17’ on his front door, worn out from the many years that it had sat nailed to the green wood. Sam reached around me to open the door, the click of the lock bringing back memories I had of the place that was hidden inside. Sam and I shuffled into the front hallway, taking off our jackets and shoes in the dark before I ran my hand along the wall, flicking the light switch on and immediately being greeted by a hazy golden light. The door had shut behind us already, due to the weight that Sam had installed so he didn’t have to worry about closing it behind him all the time. Some wall plants hung from the beige wallpaper Sam had installed, surrounded by photos of his family and friends. My eyes fell on a photo of us, it hadn’t been there a few weeks ago. It was a photo of us out getting coffee, Sam had pulled my beanie down over my eyes and his head was tilted back in a loud guffaw of laughter, my mouth was spread wide with a smile as I held our two take away cups of coffee in my hands. I remembered the moment Josh had snapped the picture, gushing to me about it afterwards - how cute he thought Sam and I looked… how he’d promised to have it framed.

“Josh um, he gave it to me just yesterday, I thought I should hang it up,” Sam’s voice brought me out of my daze and I turned to look at him, “It’s kind of a way I get to see your face every day, without having to bother you too much about it.”

“I don’t mind if you bother me to see my face every day, Sammy,” I smiled at him before turning around and making my way to the lounge room, “it gives me an excuse to see yours.”

“So that’s what you meant? Take a hint?,” Sam questioned as he followed me into the lounge room, sitting himself down on the cushions of his green couch.

“Huh?”

“In the car (Y/N), you said I was beautiful, and then after I didn’t really do anything about it, sadly, you told me to ‘take a hint’,” Sam explained, leaning back against his couch, sinking slowly into the soft cushions.

“You saying I like you?” I replied, standing in front of him on the couch, hands crossed in front of my chest.

“Well it’d be a shame if you didn’t,” Sam lifted his back off the couch, his hands moving up to grip my hips, lightly tugging me down towards him, “because I like you.”

I followed Sam’s actions, letting myself fall to his lap, straddling his thighs. My hands slid up his arms, to his shoulders, tracing my nails lightly over the olive skin, eliciting a shiver from the lanky boy. His hands stayed glued to my hips, pulling my lower half into contact with his, sighing as I rubbed up against him. My forehead bumped slightly against his as I leaned closer, our noses brushing up against each other, I could feel his breath pass over my lips, shuddering and building slowly in excitement. I trailed my hands up from his shoulders and into his hair, tangling my fingers within the brown locks, pulling his mouth closer to mine. His lips brushed against the skin of my cheek, leaving little pecks along the flesh until he got to the corner of my mouth, teasing. The grip I had on Sam’s hair tightened, his hands slipping down to roughly grip my ass through the material of my jeans. I gasped against Sam’s mouth, letting my tongue flick across the skin as it began to slowly dry out.

“For fuck sake Sam, just kiss me.”

“Why don’t you kiss me?”

I pushed Sam’s head forward, finally attaching his mouth to my own. The sweet relief of having his lips finally moulded against mine made me moan out of satisfaction. Sam’s hands only grabbed at my ass tighter, using it as leverage to grind himself up into me. Our bodies pressed flush against the other, rough kisses being shared between us; I bit down on Sam’s lip, drawing it out slightly before letting it snap back against him, immediately re-attaching my mouth to his. Sam’s tongue flicked out against my top lip as we pulled away for a few seconds of air, each of our breathing heavy and laboured. The break in intensity was short lived, however, as Sam’s hand rushed towards the button of my jeans, popping it open. Sam’s lips stuck to my skin, trailing his lips over my jaw, little nips and licks leading down towards the available skin of my neck. Sam sucked the skin, bit at it, kissed it, licked it, all the while his hand slid over the waistband of my panties, starting to travel beyond the material boundary, before I stopped him.

“Not tonight, I’m too tired for that,” I gave Sam a small smile, placing a gentle kiss against his cheek as I dropped my forehead against his.

“That’s ‘a’ okay with me, thank you for letting me know,” Sam brought my hand up to his mouth, placing a delicate kiss against my knuckles. His hands moved to wrap around me, pulling my body further into his as he fell sideways onto the rest of the couch, our legs tangled together. All was peaceful, the soft hum of a radio somewhere in the house began to lull me into a soft sleep.

“Hey, does this mean, we’re like… a thing?” Sam’s voice piped up, muffled by the pillows he’d shoved his face into.

“Well I want it to be, do you?” I pondered, sliding my hand through the wavy strands of Sam’s hair once again, gently combing out any knots that appeared.

“Yeah, I do,” Sam shuffled closer to me, his arms wrapped tighter around my torso, if that was even possible.

“Then yes Sam, we’re a thing.”

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lightskinrry · 5 years ago

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I can’t remember why I loved you, anyway.

The one where Harry and Y/N broke up two years ago and have to spend a vacation together in the Hamptons except they’re not over each other yet, and they both have new S/O’s

Word Count: 3.4k

TW: angst??? fluff??? honestly I really don’t know

A/N: this was a concept i thought about for days and then i sent it to @emotionally-imbruised and she said ‘write it’ and i did???????? (thank you lovely!!)

and thanks to @belladonna-styles for reading it over! You’re the sweetest, Sierra!!! (i love you)

It has been two years. Two whole years since the two of you decided that it was better to go separate ways. When you thought about it, the truth was that it has been two years since the person you loved most in this whole goddamn world turned into the person you hate the most.

The breakup has been hard. It was like running a mile to never make it. A long run of three years of love, passion, tenderness, dreams and future plans turned to ashes. It all collapsed one night. Actually, it took more time. It started in the run of your second year together, when he would be so busy that the only nights you’d spend with him he’d keep talking about work. When you would feel lonely in his presence and won’t even laugh at his stupid jokes. When he started being suspicious of you coming in late knowing there were nights he wouldn’t come home at all.

The third year of your shared love has just been the same stupid fight over and over again. You missed the simpler times… The times when you would do all the crazy things young people in love do. Giving each other a tattoo – he might have started hating you when he discovered your initials on his left butt cheek on a hungover morning. Singing, naked in the rain in the garden – all the love you’ve made and the terrible cold you’d got after. Crashing stranger’s wedding – the first time was an accident, it was when you met him; that night at your friend’s wedding in Hawaii. He was wearing a white suit – who wears white at a wedding? He did. And he was beautiful in it. That night you two became friends; strangely you had a lot in common; from your favorite bands to which Friends character you hated most – Ross, of course.

That night you two got so drunk that you danced on the kids’ table to the Pina Colada song.

And since then, it was your favorite song. Every time you’d hear it, the two of you would start dancing like that night in Hawaii. And he even mentioned once that it would be the song you two first dance at your wedding.

It was on the last night of November that you packed your bags. You spent the entire month sleeping alone. And he wasn’t even on tour. You couldn’t tell if you trusted him anymore and the gut feeling that he was seeing someone else was torturing you.

Every time he would touch you, it would burn your skin because your brain would only picture his fingertips on somebody else’s skin. He came home that night as if he felt that you would leave. And the storm that ravaged your shared home in that cold night of November was one worthy of those Sunday afternoons’ TV drama.

You told him how you felt –your gut feeling, your frustration, your sadness, how you missed him, how you couldn’t pretend anymore. And his stupid self and his incapability to respond and communicate his feelings just let you go. And that’s when you started hating him.

Probably to cover the hurt of feeling like he just never cared. That, you leaving was not important enough that he would try and better himself and overcome his insecurities. He just let you go. And your stupid brain came up with the answer that he didn’t care because he had someone else this whole time. Maybe he did. But it was better if you never knew.

Two years passed. Your life was back on track quickly. You started dating again, finding joy and doing fun things you used to do with him with other friends. The only thing that reminded you of your time together was that you shared common best friends. Your circle survived the split but it would continuously be hard for them not to see you together.

The resentment you both held for each other made you be mean and cruel to each other and on a common agreement you decided that you would avoid each other. If your shared friends were going for a movie and he was there, you wouldn’t go. But the next outing you’d be there and he would ditch. It worked well for you both. You wouldn’t see each other, hear each other or know about each other and everything would be good.

Your friends always said that it was stupid and that you two needed to grow up because it wasn’t nice being in between the both of you. But you knew it was just better. His face reminded you his –supposed– betrayal and being in the same room as him made you just nauseous.

You’ve been lucky enough that the last time your friends gathered together for a paintball party, he’s the one who went, because next weekend your little crew and yourself would be spending four days in the Hamptons in Jeff’s house.

You definitely needed that trip. You’ve been working like crazy those last weeks and spending some time with your friends was exactly what you needed. And it would be a great time to introduce them to your new girlfriend. She was indeed very new; you’ve only been dating for a month.

You have spent the last year going on unofficial dates with whoever you could find in the damn city just to meet her one night at an art exhibition in Brooklyn. She painted something abstract reminding you strangely of a vulva.

When you invited her for a coffee, you talked for hours, mostly about feminism and LGBTQ+ rights because the both of you were activists. She felt comfortable enough to tell you about her transition and how her gender identity always influenced her art. And you quoted the just stoked her hand tenderly to answer the worry in her eyes when she told you she was transgender. She sighed in relief and raised her hand in the air to call the waiter to bring more drinks!

You started seeing each other frequently enough and called your little encounters ‘dates’, and you knew it was the right time to introduce her to your friends.

***

You arrived late at the house, you were pretty much always late, and it was a personality trait at this point. You left your bags in the foyer and closed the door behind you. You could hear laughing and chats coming from the living room. You looked at Danny, your lovely girlfriend who for once seemed insecure and anxious.

“Hey…” You pressed your hands on her shoulders. “It’s going to be okay. They’re cool. I’m sure they’ll like you.”

She took a deep breath and you stroke her cheek with your fingers.

“C’mon, give me a smile, love.” She gave you a tiny smile and kissed your finger. You took off your coat and hers and placed it on the hanger. You grabbed her hand and walked in the living room.

“Your favorite bitch is here!” Your voice resonated in the room. And when you laid eyes on the table where your friends were sitting, you missed a heartbeat.

Harry was sitting there, his fingers intertwined with the beautiful woman sitting next to him. He was laughing out loud but when your voice reached his ears, his smile disappeared. His hair was so short and you remember that when you left him, it was longer than yours. Now it was short and you could see his jawline clench as he looked at you.

“Y/N!” Jeff got up and came towards you. The look on your face clearly read discontent. “Always late, our favorite bitch, huh?”

You looked at him and sighed. “What is he doing here?”

You couldn’t help but be mad and seeing Harry here just threw you off, you even forgot to introduce Danny.

“What is she doing here?” Harry got up and in a moment of coordinated rage, you both gave the darkest look to your friends.

Glenne stood up and laughed nervously. “Surprise!”

“Are you kidding me right now?” You looked over at her and your hissing tone made her scratch her head. Sarah got up.

“We thought it would be a good idea to spend a real vacation all together. We have been torn apart since you two…”

“That’s a prank, right?” You cut Sarah off.

“Look guys. Stop acting like fucking children. We’re not gonna babysit you. You’re both over it, aren’t you?”

Mitch’s words made you realize Danny’s presence and you looked over at her and the confusion on her face made you feel stupid.

“Look, it’s a bad idea….” Harry started talking. You grabbed Danny’s hand again and cut him off.

“It’s a great idea actually. We’re both over it, aren’t we, Harry?” You addressed him with a sneaky smile.

“Anyway. There’s someone I’d like to introduce y’all to.” You raised yours and Danny’s intertwined hands.

Your friends gave you a weird look for a second, certainly because you didn’t mention you were bringing a plus one; you wanted it to be a surprise. And apparently this vacation was going to be, for the least… Surprising.

Jeff, Glenne, Sarah, Mitch, Adam and Emi all smiled kindly to you and your new friend.

“This is Danny. Danny this is the gang.”

You laughed and Danny shook everyone’s hand. Harry’s expression was… Well you couldn’t quite figure it out.

He shook her hand with a smile and welcomed her warmly. He introduced himself and Danny told him she was a big fan, something she didn’t mention to you before, probably because you never brought Harry up in the conversation anyway. He gave you a tease look when your girlfriend mentioned she liked him. It was a bit ironic, wasn’t it?

He introduced the woman he was with. Rosie. Boring name you thought to yourself.

“Pleased to meet you, I’m Y/N. If you want my piece of advice; run away now.” You gave Harry a teasing smile before sitting down at the table.

The weekend was going to be long…

***

The first two days were atrocious. You and Harry fought over everything; from where to eat to whether or not the Brexit was going to happen.

Funnily enough you always had similar political views, but you just needed to get your frustration with him on something and his naïve thought over happy ending Brexit pissed you off.

“No, I want to believe it won’t happen. That we are going to be smarter you know. It has been postponed so many times, it might be cancelled as well.”

He always was too optimistic over the most fucked up things.

“It’s going to happen. Get that in your mind. It’s in the process and they refused the second referendum.” Your tone was so dry; it probably stripped him away.

Whether it was political discourse or the most mundane things, he would be a pest about it.

For instance, when he made pancakes for brunch on the third day –god knows his pancakes were always delicious.

You woke up late, per usual and came down to the kitchen to see all your friends sat at the huge wooden table.

“Oh, smells nice!” You looked over the table and saw a huge pile of pancakes.

“Harry made them! His pancakes are delicious!”

Rosie’s voice would irritate you more than Harry’s sometimes. After all, her high pitch and long blonde hair and her soft manners and ugh…

Of course his pancakes were delicious, you would know better than her. You’ve eaten those pancakes every morning for three goddamn years.

You didn’t say a word and grabbed a plate, and right before you took some pancakes, you heard his voice. “You could thank me. I mean you come down late and find brunch ready, so you could at least thank me.”

“God, are you gonna curse them pancakes if I don’t thank you for doing something I never asked you to do?” You sighed as you put down your plate.

He opened his mouth to talk but you cut him off.

“You know what? I won’t risk food poisoning. I’m getting cereal.” You made your way to the shelf and grabbed a bowl. You could tell everybody was uncomfortable and you heard Harry mumbling, “Still a drama queen.”

“A drama queen? Say the guy who threw a tantrum because we decided to eat Italian instead of Chinese?”

Last night you’ve fought over where to eat, his take was Chinese food, yours was Italian food and your argument won over the assembly. Harry acted all fussed and reluctantly came to the restaurant not to speak a word to anybody except Rosie the whole evening.

“Are you kidding me? You were the one who decided to argue!” He got up from his chair. “You’re a pain in the ass, Y/N!”

“Says who? Mister I can’t fucking admit I was wrong? Mister I must have the final say in everything? The guy who can’t form a coherent argument in a discourse? Please! The only pain here is your lack of conversation!”

You looked over at Rosie. “I can tell you’re bored honey, feel free to leave him, he’s really not worth it.”

Harry’s face became all red and he furrowed his eyebrows; as he was about to spat words, Jeff cut him in his track.

“I’m done with your bullshit! You have been the most obnoxious people for the past three days!”

Everybody agreed loudly with Jeff. They were just fed up with the two of you constantly fighting.

Sarah got up and left the kitchen. You felt guilty for making your friends so uncomfortable and annoyed. You hissed at Harry and he rolled his eyes at you.

Sarah came back down. She took two chairs from underneath the table and placed them in the middle of the room, only a few inches from each other and facing each other.

She pointed at you. “Sit.” She pointed to the first chair. She held one hand behind her back. She ordered Harry to sit in front of you. He reluctantly sat on the chair. You didn’t look at him.

“Your hands.” Sarah’s voice was very directive despite her natural tenderness.

“What?” You asked; your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“Give me your hand. No questions.”

You gave her your hand and Harry reached out his too. You both were very confused. It’s only when she pulled out the handcuffs from behind her back that you realized what was happening.

“Oh hell no!” You tried to argue but your hand was already cuffed with Harry’s.

“Please. This is not funny, Sarah…” Harry’s voice sounded so desperate, it got a giggle out of you.

“This is not supposed to be funny. This is supposed to be a punishment. I’m done with you two being little pests to each other.”

Mitch sat down, and ate his cut fruit like popcorn, a smile on the corner of his lips. “Well done, baby.” Sarah smiled at him.

“What do you expect us to do?” You looked over at everyone and everybody seemed to be very much okay with the situation. You deserved it.

Glenne spoke up, “You’re going to be nice to each other, and let us have our last day of vacation in peace.”

Adam chortled and sat down next to Mitch, he cleared his throat before talking, “Say something nice to each other.”

“What for?” You snapped and Sarah gave you a dark look.

“Say something nice, Y/N, now.”

Strangely her tone made you want to do as she says…

Dom vibe.You thought to yourself and you gave her a promiscuous look.

“Fine, I’ll say something nice.” You sighed loudly and then took a look at Harry who shared a handcuff with you, slightly reminding you of a similar situation the two of you played in the past.

You thought for a second and came up with something basic. “Your haircut is nice.”

Harry raised his eyebrow at you. “Thanks? You look good today.”

Jeff hissed, “Are you guys serious? Dig deeper.”

“What do you want me to say?” Harry threw his head back in disbelief.

“I can’t even remember why I loved you, anyway.” Your voice was low, it seemed that nobody heard you but you caught Harry’s sight and an odd gloomy look on his face.

“Say something you like about her!” Jeff tilted his head over to me to pressure Harry.

“Fine…” He sighed and crumpled his eyebrows in concentration, trying to come up with something that would be good enough to set us free.

“I like your smile. It’s contagious. It never failed to make me smile.” He looked at you for a second and you felt your heart sank, when was the last time you made him smile?

“Your turn Y/N.”

You thought for a moment and when your eyes met Harry’s, you felt out of breath.

“Your eyes have always been one of my favorite things about you. They’re deep and kind. They’re comforting. And I always felt safe and beautiful in them.”

You realized you shared too much when a smile appeared on Harry’s face. You rolled your eyes at him and sighed.

“Good. Good. Harry?” Jeff played the referee here.

“You have…” He breathed for a moment. “Really pretty lips. They’re soft and… I love the shade of red you wear.”

He couldn’t look at you in the eyes and neither could you. You knew it was a difficult exercise for him, he’s never been really good with spoken words; he was always better at writing them.

The crowd in the room looked at you to let you know it was your turn. Sarah added softly “Less shallow, maybe?” You mocked a laugh at her and turned your head to Harry.

“You’ve always been a great listener. You don’t talk much but you know how to listen, you’re attentive and it’s something I’ve always liked about you.”

Harry let out a giggle. “Thanks.” He took a long gaze at your face.

“You’re very passionate. I mean… When you’re into something, you give your all. That’s why I always loved listening to you because you talk with passion and knowledge. You’re the smartest person I know.”

You fought a smile. He was always good at complimenting, wasn’t he?

“You’re one of the most talented people I know. It’s amazing how much work and love you put in your music. It always baffles me that you’re so lyrically smart. For someone who isn’t too keen on communication, your lyrics always talked to me in a way nobody did.”

He grinned widely but before he could thank you, you added a word.

“Oh, and you have the voice of an angel. When you sing and when you talk. It’s soothing. It sounds familiar… Like home.”

He didn’t say a word for a moment, staring at you with a fond smile.

“Your laugh always made me happy. It’s like a serotonin shot. My favorite thing was…”

He thought for a second, wondering if he should keep going.

“It was when we would kiss and you’d laugh nervously, pulling away because you always thought you were a terrible kisser… I mean you are…”

He laughed before continuing,

“You’re not…”

He looked at you.

“I loved kissing you and feeling you laugh against my lips. It was always my favorite thing.”

You felt your heart beat a million times faster. The more you looked at him, the more you remembered why you were so in love with him.

“I loved it too.” You whispered so that only him could hear you.

You felt his fingertips stroke the back of your hand, and you shivered at his touch, realizing how much you missed it, how much you missed him…

“Okay. Game’s over.” Rosie fake laughed a little bit, getting up and asked Sarah to open the handcuffs.

Sarah understood the discomfort Rosie was facing so she set you free. You got up and kept your eyes focus on the ground. You couldn’t even look at Danny.

Harry breathed loudly. The room was silent; the most uncomfortable silence, actually.

You cleared your throat before speaking up, “How about we spend the day at the lake?”

Adam cheered loudly to release the tension, “Yes!! That’s a great idea!”

Emi supported the idea too and when everybody agreed, you all left the kitchen.

Your eyes met Harry’s for a second and you felt your heart sank again.

You remembered exactly why you loved him. Maybe why you still loved him.

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tomspeter · 5 years ago

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rebound - 2

pairing: tom holland x reader

summary: you’re out drinking, he’s home gaming, and yet you still end up at the same diner at like 2 am

warnings: unhealthy alcohol habits, language

word count: 1.4k

a/n: i kind of played around with povs a bit here so i’m sorry if it’s a bit confusing! p.s. i’m sorry this is two days late :(

masterlist - part one

DENIAL

“You look like shit,” two people say, in two completely different places and to two completely different people.

One is Harrison, making a playfully snide remark that only a best friend could make. His piercing blue eyes squint at Tom who is mindlessly playing a videogame that he finally has time to play.

The other is your friend, telling you straight that your actions are actually making you look like shit. Her deadpan face is enough to make you roll your eyes before taking another sip of your pregame drink.

“Whatever, man,” you and Tom both say, continuing your drink and him continuing his game before both items get taken away. You whine and reach for the cold beer from your friend who simply holds it behind her back.

“You’re the one who told me to pregame,” you say, grabbing the drink and taking another sip. It burns down your throat that at this point is numb enough to let it go down smoothly. You smile at your friend who gives up and instead makes a silent promise to make sure you don’t go overboard later in the night.

“You’re the one who suggested we play anyway,” Tom grumbles, finishing one last round before turning to his best friend. He then smiles with his tongue in cheek and takes off his headset before adding, “but thanks, you’re shit, too.”

“Come on, Y/N, I thought you were over being hungover,” your friend sighs as you down another two shots of tequila. You shake your head as the burning subsides and plaster a wide and obviously drunk smile on your face.

“You just rhymed,” you giggle, letting out a little hiccup, “over, hungover. See! You’d be a poet, you know. Kind of like Danny when he wrote me those little notes,” you trail off, eyes glossing over before laughing hysterically.

“He’s an idiot, you know?” You say, sitting up in your seat. Your friend sighs and starts packing up your stuff which really isn’t all that much - your keys, a wallet, and your phone are basically it.

“He’s an idiot who never deserved you,” your friend says and that gets you quiet. You let her guide you out of the bar and into an uber that you aren’t sober enough to hear where it’s headed. You sit back and think, or at least it’s what your drunk mind tells you is thinking.

The car pulls up to a 24-hour diner, one you’re sure you’ve only seen in movies. You giggle at the thought of sweet chocolate milkshakes and oily, crunchy french fries and how good a burger would be right now. You nearly drool as your friend drags you out of the car and into the diner.

It’s about 2 am now and there’s an unusual amount of people also at this exact diner. There’s a couple chatting and smiling dreamily, a family of four eating quickly like they’ve missed dinner, an elderly couple reading menus, and then there’s your friend, slightly buzzed, supporting a definitely drunk you on her side.

You quickly get seated and order the first thing your finger lands on. Your friend orders herself a burger, fries, and coffees for both of you. If your drunken mind had realised that the coffee was to sober you up, then maybe you wouldn’t have downed it as soon as it arrived on the shiny cold table.

You and your friend sit and eat in silence, both giving the other time to sober up and not really wanting to deal with the other before that. You pick at your nearly finished plate of chicken fingers and push away the green peas that seem absolutely unappetising right now.

A few more minutes pass before you lean your head back and groan. “It’s official. I’m hungover and it’s only 3 in the morning,” you grumble, rubbing your eyes. Your friend lets out a chuckle and agrees with you.

“Keep drinking like that and you’ll be hungover for the rest of your life,” your friend says and you laugh. You’re sobering up now and with that comes the beginnings of a migraine. Your laugh turns into a groan as you try to freeze it out with your milkshake.

“Remind me to never drink again,” you say, knowing full well you didn’t mean it and that your friend knew that.

The bell on the front door rings slightly and a boy walks in. He quickly walks past your booth and to the register, saying something you don’t quite hear. If anyone asks you later on, you’ll blame the way your eyes linger on his back on your post-drinking haze.

His brown curls are messy and slightly greasy but you can’t judge because you’re sure yours are the same. He’s wearing grey sweats and a dark blue hoodie that you can’t help but feel a bit jealous of as you sit in a plastic booth in a tight, uncomfortable dress. You let your mind wander as your gaze falls on his phone and how he’s casually typing, probably texting someone.

“Don’t tell me you’re not over Danny,” your friend says and snaps you out of your daze. Your eyes widen and suddenly you’re ten times more awake and twenty times more sober.

“What? Of course I am. He’s nothing but horseshit to me,” you say, glaring at her and crossing your arms.

“Oh yeah? Then why have you been staring at that guy who just happens to look exactly like him?” She says and your gaze flickers back to him before you lock them on the girl in front of you.

“He doesn’t look exactly like him. Danny’s taller, got darker, kinda black hair, is skinnier-” you list before reading the look on her face, “-and that’s not the point. The point is that-“

“You aren’t over him,” she says in a way that you know is the end of that debate. “And that’s okay. You were together four years and…” she trails off, knowing you don’t need to be reminded..

“And nothing. It’s over, alright? I’m over it,” you say, determined to have the final word. You turn your head back to the counter and catch the guy turning after collecting his order. You immediately recognise his face and messy curls. It’s Tom. A blush stains your cheeks as he walks towards you.

He gets closer and closer, takes a quick pause, slows down next to your booth, before walking completely past you and out of the diner. Your head follows him as he doesn’t look back once before driving off.

Weird, you think. You let out breath you didn’t know you were holding in.

“Weird,” your friend says.

“Don’t be rude,” you laugh and throw a fry at her. She mocks offence and throws you one back. And just like that your smile comes back, not that you noticed it fell off anyway. A best friend is quite possibly the best thing you need to get over this breakup, which is exactly what she tells you.

And though you hate to agree, you do.

“Finally, I’m starved-“ Haz stops, noticing Tom’s furrowed brows, pale face, and distant stare, “-you look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“I think I just did,” Tom says before shaking his head and setting down the takeaway. He drops himself onto the couch and munches on his order of chicken and waffles, choosing to push back the thoughts of that girl at the diner.

Maybe he should’ve stopped, maybe even say hi or something or anything at all. Maybe he was right to do nothing, but the look on your face that he saw through his rearview mirror is enough to make him doubt that.

You finish up your food and pay the bill before ubering back home. You immediately crash on your bed as your friend moves into her room to do the same. You don’t think about the way he just moved past you, the way he barely spared you a glance as he carried a brown paper bag out of the diner. You don’t think about it. You don’t.

Tom falls asleep the same way, deep in thought and his own denial. Of course he wanted to stop and say something. What that something was he isn’t sure, but he still wishes he’d said it. Maybe then you would be talking or texting or something.

Tom quickly realises that you’re full of ‘something’s, things he isn’t sure of, things he doesn’t know how to even begin to navigate, things he’s hung up over and doesn’t know why. It’s stupid, he concludes. He just never got closure.

That’s it, he just wants closure.

You wake up in a cold sweat, having been woken up by a nightmare you already can’t remember. You slow down your breaths and wipe at your forehead. Your phone dings twice beside you and you pick it up.

Danny: hey

Danny: can we talk?

As you slam your phone onto your bedside table, you realise what you’ve been missing. You never got closure from Danny; how could you? He cheated on you and you walked out on him, no apologies, no chasing after you, no nothing. Just a slammed door and tears.

You: Meet at the usual tomorrow at 2.

For closure, you reassure yourself. That’s all.

And maybe, though neither of you know, you and Tom aren’t so different after all.

taglist: @laucontrerasv @foreveroleff

next part coming next friday, august 9!

#tom holland imagine #tom holland imagines #tom holland series #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you #tom holland #tom holland fanfic

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snarkwrites · 5 years ago

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FFT: galentines; john shaw

Notes:

Okay, so... Did I mention I totally fell in love with Dean Ambrose’s character John in the movie Lockdown? Because yeah, yeet, oops. This is a result of that. And maybe at some point, I might revisit this whole.. Idea.. of mine. Idk. For now, this is part 1 in a two part thing.

Summary:

Valerie and John were a thing years ago. Now they work together. But there’s lack of closure and BOTH PARTIES are still in love. Maybe drinks are had and maybe John does the sober boss thing and takes Valerie home?

Pairing:

Detective John Shaw x OFC, Valerie.

Warnings:

alcohol tw, flirting and angst.

“It’s over-commercialized bullshit, that’s what it is. No one is ever going to tell me any different.” Valerie was turning the glass upside down as soon as she slammed back her shot of tequila and shaking her head at the bitterness.

“Aren’t you worried you’ll get called into the station. By our boss and your partner, the hardass?” Tess teased Valerie just in the hopes that it’d get Valerie ranting and raving about her crush on the man in question because she was almost certain that she’d seen Officer Shaw walk into the bar earlier, flashing his badge around, looking all official. And Tess really, really, really wanted to see Valerie stick her foot right in her mouth at last. The tension between the two when they were all on the clock was almost enough to make everyone around them squirm in anticipation. It was almost as if they knew each other before they started working together on the force. Several times Tess got the feeling there was something neither of them were telling her, but she let it alone. She let them keep insisting things were complicated because somehow, she got the feeling they were beyond that.

For about 3 seconds, the words of her best friend almost sobered Valerie up. But she started to laugh and she shrugged. “I told him I get tonight off. Because Valentines Day.” Valerie giggled and shook her head, glaring at the rest of her friends when they immediately chimed in “Crime doesn’t take a night off.” her three best friends all mimicked Officer Shaw.

Valerie bit her lip, grabbing for the bottle of tequila between the four of them and after taking a lime wedge and shaking some salt onto the back of her hand, she took another shot. “Do you guys k-know how f-fucking hard it is w-working with John Shaw?”

“Oh god, here we go.”

“Hey, somebody should record this.”

“D-don’t y-you dare. With those f-fucking arms and those e-eyes, holy shit. Man is a walking w-wet dream. I c-can’t fuckin f-focus when he walks into my o-office.” Valerie was off to the races, ranting on without a care in the world and her friends were all sitting back and quietly giggling. At one point during the most filthy part of Valerie’s rant on the things she wanted Officer Shaw to do to her and a few things she wouldn’t mind doing to him, Tess caught sight of Valerie’s partner -and their boss, nursing a bottle of water and sitting at the edge of the bar, staring right at Valerie intently.

He did it all the time.

The next thing Tess knew, she was getting a text from an unknown number. The mystery was solved as soon as she opened the text though and Tess smirked to herself as her eyes scanned the message Officer Shaw sent her.

← Thought Valerie had a hot date or somethin’ tonight…

Tess had plans already, she was meeting a guy she swiped right and matched on Tinder with -if he bothered showing up. Their other two friends Rita and Addie had taken an Uber over to the bar after their shift at the hospital and were leaving as soon as their husbands got off work from a local steel factory. Tess had a feeling she knew exactly what Officer Shaw was getting at though, and just the thought that she might be right and this might be a damn good chance to play matchmaker between Shaw and Valerie. And that’s exactly what she set about doing, with her answering texts.

→ No sir. Not us. Never. ;P

→ Valerie got dumped earlier, so she’s havin’ a rough night. I think she started drinking at 5-ish?

→ I gave her a lift here, but if my Tinder guy ever shows, I’m getting outta here because I plan on getting l a i d tonight, sir. So.. Val is deffo gonna need a ride.

→ But then again, she’s the only one you were really askin’ about, am I right? ;P

As soon as she’d responded, she put away her phone. She spotted the red and black plaid scarf that her Tinder date mentioned he’d be wearing and she took two more rapid-fire shots, standing as she wiped her hands down the front of her jeans. “Ladies, my ride awaits. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do tonight. If you do, name it after me.. Or don’t. I’m outta here.”

Valerie gave a laugh and called out in a cheeky tone to her best friend, “ Wrap it up! You don’t know where that dick’s been, sweetheart!” her level of drunkenness making her usual drawl even thicker and much more pronounced. She stood, sliding off the barstool and she started to make her way towards the back, with Rita and Addie in tow.

Walking isn’t really a word for what she was doing. Stumbling was more like it. Rita and Addie flanked her on either side, holding her steady until she came to a stop in front of the old jukebox sitting next to a pool stick holder mounted to the back wall of the bar. After digging around in her pockets, she finally found a ten dollar bill and she set to straightening it, pouting and swearing when that task proved to be just a bit more difficult than she anticipated.

“Girl.”

“Give me that, holy shit.” Addie reached out, taking the badly wrinkled bill, smoothing it over the edge of the machine before slipping it into the slot. “No stripper anthems tonight.”

“Aw, c’mon, whyyyy.” Valerie whined and pouted, but burst into laughter. “Fine. W-we’re listenin t-to metal.”

“Oh god.”

“She’s gonna be so hungover tomorrow. Christ, Rita, her hair is gonna hurt.” Addie grimaced as Rita glanced over towards the end of the bar. Spotting Valerie’s partner sitting there nursing a glass of water, she got Addie’s attention as Valerie wandered over to the rack of pool sticks and grabbed one, chalking the tip.

“Okay, so here’s my thought. Tess has already told the guy that Val is gonna need a lift. When Mike and Danny show, we’ll kinda herd her over there to him.”

“We can’t do that, Rita.”

“We can and we are. Because it’s about time they both acted on the way they feel. Guy’s always around, Addie. He wouldn’t show up here if it weren’t for our wildcat best friend. And you know what Tess keeps saying, they’re always fighting. Think, Addie.. How’d it start with you and Danny?”

“Ooh. Good point. Okay, fine. I’m in. But I don’t like it. And he better not be a dick about it.”

“Somehow I don’t think he will, Addie.” Rita mused as she nodded in the direction of Officer Shaw. Valerie’s laughter and Sad But True by Metallica shattered the otherwise quiet bar and Rita gave a wink to the officer sipping water as his gaze flickered from her to Valerie, settling on Valerie who was currently racking the table for a game while trying to sing along with the song and wiggling her hips to it.

“At least she’s not at home ugly sobbing into a pint of ice cream like with Ben.” Addie mused as Rita nodded in agreement and reached for a pool stick. “C’mon. I feel like tonight’s that night, Val. Tonight I’m gonna push you right off that champion throne.”

“R-rita, I l-love you but n-no. N-nope. You’re h-horrible at t-this.”

“No, you’re just a little hustler. That’s all.”

Valerie squealed, smiling at her in a goofy way. “Awww, bitch, y-you always say the sweetest shit.”

“Okay, sugar. Get the stick and get ready for your beating.”

They were about halfway into the game when Rita and Addie’s husbands showed up to collect them and Rita wandered past Officer Shaw, leaning in to whisper, “Okay, stud. She’s gonna need a lift. Don’t be an ass. It’s been a rough day for her. When you two got into it earlier? She’d just finished crying in the employee bathroom while textin’ me.”

John’s gaze left Rita and settled on Valerie, watching her like a hawk. Ozzy Osbourne was playing now and Valerie was taking a long sip from the forgotten bottle of tequila. He grimaced and nodded in her direction as he asked Rita, “Any reason why?”

“Yeah, her ass of an ex, Ben. He dumped her over text.”

John grimaced again, finishing off his bottled water as he glanced at the time on his phone screen and stood. “The four of ya be careful.” he told Rita as Rita nodded and then told him, “Have fun wrangling her, Officer. Use the cuffs if you have to.”

#john shaw fanfiction #john shaw fanfic #john shaw fic #john shaw imagine #john shaw oneshot #// you all WILL be seeing more of 12 rounds 3 on here btw #// i rewatched and fell in love all over again

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jonny-versace · 5 years ago

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Hiya! Can you list your favorite Aaron/Seb moments? Like moments Robert appreciated Aaron as a father figure to Seb or other acknowledged Aaron as Sebs parent or some beautiful moments between Aaron and Seb. Im asking bc i rmbr at the time seeing a lot of complains about the content. That Robert was talking more about Rebeccas importance as a mother than appreciating Aaron in Sebs life/or that their talks about aaron/seb was very half arssed and clumsy.

Okay so I'm limiting myself to my five fave moments because if I don't this answer will just be a chronological timeline of every Aaron x Seb moment so:

That AMAZING episode where Aaron spent half the day chilling in the café as a proud dad watching the rest of the village fawn over Seb. Telling Cain he's his apprentice? Megan's defining moment as a character aka her referring to Aaron as "daddy Aaron" for the first time?? Lachlan refusing Aaron's demand that he cuddle Seb because he was ✌hungover✌ only for Aaron to take offence on Seb's behalf because excuse you, he's good as gold and his nappy is clean, thanks??? SWINGS OR SWIMMING. RODNEY. Literally the best.

The conversation he had with Seb in the car as he prepared to take him to Liverpool. Heartbreaking, yes, but ugh so good, the bit about him being worried about Seb waking up without Aaron being there for him kills me dead

The scene just after the reunion when he and Robert walk into Vic's, and while Robert, Vic and Rebecca are talking adult stuff, he's in a world of his own playing with Seb. Adorable (also, Vic's immortal "who, Aaron's?" response to Rebecca's "I wonder what's going on in his tiny head" question)

Wedding 2.0 backroom scene. Him just taking a few minutes away for a cuddle is the sweetest thing, then Robert turns up and it's even better

Just after the reunion, when Aaron's sat with Cain. He was out of his depth a bit but trying! Faith being so eager to take Seb off his hands, his adorable convo with nanna Chas, love it

Honourable mentions: Seb's early birthday party at Wishing Well. That scene with Chas on the couch is so so sweet, and Lily trying to rearrange Danny's face is never not hilarious to me. The pre-reunion portacabin parent trap amazingness. And not specifically with Seb, but the conversation with Robert before the engagement party. The softest scene in softdom.

#I'll defend the shows handling of Aaron and Seb rill my dying breath anon #Aaron x Seb #baby seb #anonymouse 🐁

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coffecatsandbooks · 6 years ago

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Hung over in a hotel room, cell phones dead. You streatched out next to me. Lost somewhere in a dark whiskey dream.

Steve stirred a bit and groaned flipping over to feel a warm body next to him. His eyes shot open and he sat up quickly to see his partner Danny lying there, streatched out- naked.

He ran his hands through his hair and grabbed his phone to check the time, but it was dead and as he looked, he realized he had no charger, but there was a bottle of whiskey. A couple by the looks of it and last night started to come back to him slowly and he smiled. After all this time he and Danny can finally be together. After all the pinning and wanting and longing.

Hung over in a hotel room call the concierge, two bloody Mary's and some cigerettes so you can wake up to breakfast in bed, hear your voice in my head, "hey when you gonna come pick me up? You always say we're gonna burn it down. If you wanna baby call me back. Call me back maybe we can out."

His head was pounding, but he grabbed the hotel phone and ordered two bloody Mary's (his Aunt Deb always said they worked when it came to hang over) and ordered him and Danny some food so when Danny woke, he'd be woken up to breakfast in bed. He wanted Danny to know he cared. He wanted Danny to know that he wanted to make this work.

He slid his legs off the side of the bed and pulled on some boxers, grabbing the pack of cigarettes off the wooden nightstand he stood up and walked out onto the balcony lighting one up. He rarely smoked, but he was nervous for what might come. What if Danny hated last night? What if he didn't like him the way Steve did? Steve had never bared his soul nor his heart to someone like the way he did last night. As the ocean breeze came up and attacked him, he closed his eyes reminiscing.

He and Danny were in the office late and after Chin Ho left bidding his goodbyes, Steve stood up and streatched deciding to go to Danny's office to see if he wanted any take out.

He knocked and after hearing Danny's grunt he entered. "Hey man you want anything? We can get take out or-" Steve breathed in deciding to be bold. "We can head back to my place and get something and watch a movie?"

Danny sighed. "I was going to pamper myself tonight but sure."

Steven laughed. "Don't let me stop you, I was just wondering." He felt his heart deflate a bit.

"Well I have a hotel room booked. I was going to surprise Grace for her birthday, but she's older now and wanted to hang out with friends tonight." Danny frowned. "She gets older everyday and it breaks my heart a little everyday."

Steve agreed. That girl was something and was destined for greater things. "She'll always be your little girl Danno."

That made Danny smile and gave Steve a bit more confidence for his next question. "Well hey since you don't want it to go to waste me and you can always burn it down. You know that."

"Burn it down? Did you know that's what the kids are now saying? It's another term for sex." Danny scrunched his nose and it took everything Steve had not to go up and kiss him.

"I did not know that, but what do you say?" Steve opened his arms.

"I don't know." Danny fished into his pockets and pulled out a key card. "You can go though. I doubt I'll join you though."

Steve felt like he'd been stabbed. Fuck feelings, he thought bitterly. Why does Danny insist I have them? They've just given me pain.

"Okay well let me know if you change your mind," he sighs. "Imma go ahead and head out. Night brah."

"Goodnight McGarrett."

Steve went back to his office closing everything down and was eventually walking out of the building and climbing into his car, heading straight to the hotel.

Steve doesn't know what changed Danny's mind but as he was pulling up his cell rang and he answered. "McGarrett."

"Hey come back and pick me up if it's not too late. You always say we're gonna burn it down and I never join you. But I want to forget the fact that my little girl is growing up and I want to forget my name tonight. Please. I'm tired." He heard Danny whine and Steve smiled.

"On the way buddy."

Hungover in a hotel room slide the curtains back. Light up the morning on the balcony. Look at your stirring in the shadows and sheets. Last night on repeat.

When he was done with that cigrette he threw it off the balcony and heard a knock at the door. He opened it and in came a cart with food and bloody Mary's. He tipped the consierge and pushed the cart over to the end of the bed.

He went back over to the balcony and slid the soft burgundy curtains back to let the sun shine through hoping Danny would wake up to that, but until then he went back onto the balcony and lit up another.

The sun shined at the bottom of Danny's toned calves and up to his torso, but his back and head were covered with the shadows.

Steve watched as he stirred a bit, his muscles bulging as he stretched out. He lifted his head and if he was doubting the fact they had sex it would have been debunked due to the sex hair and fact that as Danny moved the light caught his back and scratches littered it. Danny had his turn on Steve it seemed and couldn't help but think back again.

Danny and Steve had arrived back at the hotel checking in with a stash of Jack Daniels in their grocery bags and some other conventiant store bought whiskey that they had never even heard of. When they opened to room 704, they put a sign on the door and Danny chuckled from behind Steve and put an arm on his shoulder. Steve could feel himself caving to the touch and had to stop himself.

"Why do I feel like a teenager all over again?" Danny whispered into Steves ear and Steve had to stiffen to keep from shuddering. Fuck Danny just didn't realize what he did to Steve.

"Well you can sometimes look like one Williams," Steve complimented and opened the bags twisting the lids off the whiskey bottles and upturning the Jack Daniels.

The liquor burned going down and as he set the bottle back down, he could feel himself loosening up. "It's good."

Danny was giving him that disapproving look. "Why?"

"Why what?"

"Steven you're an animal! You just upturned that whole bottle and put your lips all over the top. That's gross."

"You're a woman you know."

At that Danny glared. "I am not a woman. I'm just respectable."

Steven thrusted the bottle into Danny's hands. "Woman," he said in a sing-song voice.

A little while later and whole bottle and a half of Jack Daniels later, they were both pretty drunk. Danny more than Steve which wasn't a surprise as Steve could hold down pretty much anything.

They were sitting up in the bed and watching some old football game, but neither really cared as they were both too lost in their conversation to care.

"I'm not seeing anyone I swear!" Steve was saying.

"Okay but someone must have your attention at least!" Danny practically shrieked and Steve laughed putting his hand over Danny's mouth.

"Shut up! You're going to get us both in trouble. And yes if you must know, someone does have my attention." He lowered his hand and took a big swing of whiskey.

"She mus' be a luck lady." Danny was saying, but he sort of slurred the words a bit. "I think I need to stop."

Steve nodded. "You're slurring now so yes. And yeah." It could have been the whiskey that gave him the balls to say the next thing, but it could of also been the fact that their shoulders were touching or that he was so tired of not having anyone to talk to about his feelings or it could've been a mixture of all three. He's going for the latter, but- "Yeah, he is a lucky guy."

Danny whipped his head around. "You're gay!?"

Steve looked down, now more interested in the bottle than anything. "Bi actually."

He felt Danny soften beside him. "Oh Steve. No I didn't mean it like that just- does anyone else know?"

He shook his head and felt the tears threaten, but pushed them back. If he was ever good at anything, it was hiding his emotions. "No. The realization was sudden and I should of seen it before, but I didn't and so."

"Wow so he is special for you to realize you like men too. Why haven't you asked him out?" Danny questioned and Steve could feel his innocent eyes on him. Sometimes Danny could be so clueless.

"I think he's straight." Steve confessed and took another swig, but as the bottle left his lips, Danny grabbed it and took another one as well.

"You'll never know if you don't ask. Maybe he's only gay for you too. Cmon Steven you're not afraid of anything. This should be nothing for you! I mean look at you," Danny pushed himself up and turned his body to face him. Steve lifted his head up to look Danny in the eyes. "You have the body of a fucking Hawaiian God and if this guy knows you at all then he also knows you're a sap on the inside. Anyone would be lucky to have you. Just ask McGarrett. Worse comes to worse he says no and that's his loss. Besides- you always have me. Does anyone else really matter?"

Steve laughed. "Yeah Danno I always have you."

"There you go! Now the next time you see him I want you to March right up to him and ask him on a date. In fact I dare you. Triple dog dare you." Danny tilted the bottle to his lips and gulped down a good bit of the whiskey. "'S all you gotta do buddy."

Steven grabbed the bottle again drinking the rest of the bottle. "You're right. I should."

"'Atta boy!"

"So Danny-"

"Yes Steve?"

"Will you go out on a date with me?"

Danny looked up quickly. "What? Me? Why?"

"I like you duh." And this is where the alcohol kicked in. "Liked you a long time Danno. Prolly too long."

"I'm your special guy??" Danny asked incredulously.

Steven nodded. "Yup yup yup."

"I just- but I can't- why?"

Steve looked very confused as to why Danny didn't realize this. "Well because if you must know I have fallen for you. Hard. Like really hard. So hard I think I've hurt myself. You're kind, great father, badass, not to mention hot when you're angry-"

Steve doesn't know what compelled Danny to then lay a fat one on him, but he did and boy Danny's lips were softer and more scruffy that he imagined and he loved it.

Then it was room 704 hang the sign on the door, Gucci falling on the floor with the lights down low. Dancing in the dark, body killing me, throwing off sparks lay it back baby anything goes. Spent the whole night last night all messed up, making love. Girl I swear I've never felt this good. Waking up, Hungover in a hotel room.

The rest of the night was blur. He remembers asking Danny why and Danny replying with because I think I like you a lot too and the kiss deepened and clothes got thrown and love was made. He made sure Danny was comfortable and okay with it all before he completely went in on him and from what he can remember it was soft and slow and passionate, the first time around. The second time they got more greedy and fucked senseless and the third was when Danny got to try on top.

Everything about last night was hot, heavy, and passionate. And Steve didn't want it to end.

Danny stirred again, this time sitting up in bed and Steve put his cigarettes out, placing it out on the balcony table, walking back inside and closing the patio doors.

"Well good morning good looking," Danny whistled lowly, his raspy morning voice coming out thick and Steve thought about anything and everything other than the fact that he wanted to fuck him senseless right now with that voice.

"I got use breakfast," he grabbed a tray handing it to Danny and he got the other one, setting it on the night stand and then grabbed the bloody Mary's handing one to Danny. "Aunt Deb says it always helps get rid of hangover headaches."

Danny shrugged sipping it and then giving it a dirty look. "I hate these."

Steven nodded, "me too."

They are in silence and once they were finished Danny looked at Steve again. Headaches now gone he felt as though he could think clearly. "I could get used to this. You, me, hotel rooms with breakfast in bed."

Steve laughed and looked Danny up and down. "I suppose I could get used to seeing you naked all the time."

"So are we going to try this?" Danny asked after a moment.

"I would like to if you would." Steve said.

Danny gave him a devious smirk. "On one condition."

Steve looked at Danny with raised eyebrows. "That is?"

"You tell me how exactly you fell for me."

"Well I tried to last night and then your kiss kinda distracted me," he leaned close to Danny.

Danny leaned in too, brushing his lips across Steves. "Really? Well we don't want that happening again do we?"

Steve smiled. "Actually I think I do," and then kissed him so passionately that the force nearly knocked them apart.

There's that smile driving me wild. Call the front desk make check out requests, no better yet book it for another night. Then it was room 704 hang the sign on the door, Gucci falling on the floor with the lights down low. Dancing in the dark, body killing me, throwing off sparks lay it back baby anything goes. Spent the whole night last night all messed up, making love. Girl I swear I've never felt this good. Waking up, Hungover in a hotel room.

Danny layed on top of Steve naked, both with swollen lips, unable to detach themselves from each other. Steves hands had made their way into Danny's hair and once Danny bit Stevens bottoms lip, he let out a growl and tugged on his hair. Danny gasped grinding his dick on Steves but the fabric of his boxers were getting in the way.

"Why did you put these on?" Danny whimpered.

"Couldn't go outside naked babe." They kept kissing and Danny finally pulled back a bit.

"We need to make check out requests Steve, I can't really afford another night and we can finish this at your place really." Danny said and Steven rolled his eyes.

"Fuck it, I'll pay for another night. Let's book it for another night." He pulled Danny closer to him and massaged his scalp. "How's that sound?"

Danny smiled and it drove Steve up the wall. He wanted to see that smile on Danny's face all the time. "God you drive me fucking wild," Steve grunted and flipped Danny over onto his back and Steve pulled off his boxers tossing them to the floor. "Where were we?"

Danny wrapped his arms around Steves neck and kissed him slowly which threw off sparks throughout the room. The energy in the room was filled with nothing but love and lust and Steve ate it up. This was all he ever wanted and he was going to be damned if anyone ruined it. Fuck work and responsibilities today. Today and tonight was going to be for Danny and he was going to shower him in pleasure and ravish his body like a true prince.

"Make love to me again babe," Danny rasped out inbetween kisses.

"With pleasure," Steve replied softly.

And that's just what they did.

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