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justmeinadaze · 10 months ago

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Secret Underneath Part 2 (Steddie X Plus Size You)

Warnings: Daddy Steddie (Businessman Steve/ Rockstar Eddie) & Plus Size Fem Sub Y/N, SMUT (just pure smut; me working on this may be why I'm so subby right now lol), light smacking, slight spit play( if you squint), spanking, LOTS of dirty talk.

SLIGHT ANGST, like very slight, mentions of insecurities when it comes to the reader and her now knowing who they are. Brief mentions of an ex (that I can use for angst fodder later because I'm me)

More than anything they are feeling each other out and setting up some boundaries.

Word Count: 4835

Part 1

“Y/N, honey, are you alright?”, your friend asks as she lightly touches your shoulder before becoming distracted herself. “Maggie! I swear to God you kids are going to get me to retire early.”

“Promise?”, one of the kids teases.

Blinking, you pull yourself back into the moment, remembering the anonymity everyone requested including you.

“Ok, guys, come on. I think we bothered the people up here enough. There’s a reason they make so much money and it’s because they don’t deal with kids like you.”, you joke as you usher them to follow the guide.

It takes all of your energy not to glance their way again but you can feel their eyes trail after you as you disappear with the class.

After dropping off the kids on campus and making sure everyone gets home safe, you head back to your apartment. As soon as the door shuts you lean against the wood, sliding down to the floor as you cry.

You enjoyed being with Mogul and Rockstar the other night but now you know who they were. Were they going to leave now that you did? They wanted their identities to be private but never said for how long. After what happened, you were willing to wait but now… now what happens?

You hadn’t even began to fully process that they were millionaire womanizer Steve Harrington and famous well known party bad boy rockstar Eddie Munson. Insecurities had already begun to seep into your brain and it killed you.

Your phone vibrated causing you to roll your eyes and glance at the notification that danced across your screen.

(5:15pm) Mogul/Rockstar has invited you for a video chat!

(5:16pm) CurvyBabyWAttitude declined your invitation for a video chat.

(5:17pm) Accept the invitation.

(5:17pm) Please.

(5:18pm) Mogul/Rockstar has invited you for a video chat!

“Yes, Mr. Harrington and Mr. Munson, how can I help you?”, you answer in a short, annoyed tone.

“You can let us see your face for starters. If I wanted to look at the wall I can turn around.”

“Of your penthouse I bet.”

“We’re still in my office. We wanted to reach out earlier but we thought you’d still be on your field trip or at the school.”

“We wanted to give you time to get home so we could talk properly. Are you crying? Why are you crying?”

“Are you fucking kidding me? Look, you don’t have to pander to me, ok? I know now this whole anonymity thing is ruined and you’d rather be with someone more suited to your lifestyle.”

“Define ‘our lifestyle’.”

“For you, Mr. Harrington, I imagine some blond girl with big tits who comes from money and can squeeze her itty-bitty body into the most expensive dress your money can buy. For bad boy Mr. Munson, I see you with more or less the same but she’s cool like Janis Joplin.”

“I do like Janis.”

“So…big tits, money, and blond. Is there a height requirement?”

Your hand covers your mouth as you breathily laugh at their joke.

“No, no height requirement but according to princess here there is a weight limit. I guess because rich men like us are super vain we only care about a woman’s appearance and not her personality.”

“Is that right, honey? Or is the curvy baby with attitude a bit self-conscious?”

“THIS is why we wanted anonymity. We aren’t what you read in the papers, sweetheart. I’d figure the other night would have gone in the category of proving that. If we only cared about what you claim we never would have come down to the hotel.”

After a long exhale, you tilt your phone to allow them to see your face.

“I think you also forget, honey, we have seen you. Yeah, you were wearing that mask but we knew about your body, your hair, and your tits. We’ve had our hands on them, remember?”

“You just caught us off guard today because… now we regret making you wear that sleep mask thing. Your entire face is so fucking beautiful. I wonder if your real name is equally so.”

Leaning your head on your knees, you take in their demeanors on the other end of your screen. They did still seem to be in his office but they were both sitting on a couch within. Steve was still wearing his sleek suit and Eddie in a black shirt with jeans but their eyes were no longer reflecting surprise as they had earlier that day. Right now, they seemed to be displaying genuine concern.

“My name is Y/N.”

Both men softly grinned making you do the same.

“Beautiful… would, um, would you be willing to meet us in a couple of hours at that hotel? We’d like to talk to you some more. Maybe figure some things out when it comes to us three.”

“We’d invite you to our place but we feel like it might make you more comfortable for us to meet somewhere where there’s common ground…so speak.”

“You two live together?”

“Oh good. We can still keep some secrets!”, Eddie chuckles. “Yeah, no point for me to get my own place when I’m on tour a lot and Stevie here travels for work.”

“Ok.”, you nod as you rise to your feet. “I’ll, um, see you both in a couple of hours.”

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Nerves float through you belly as you stand outside the hotel door, exhaling as you prepare for what may be on the other side. To your surprise both men are already there, Steve pacing by the window as he scrolls through his phone while Eddie lays on his back on top of the bed.

As soon as the door closes, they come to attention, pausing as their eyes rake over your body. When you were here last time you had thrown on clothes not caring how you were dressed after your ordeal and today you weren’t expecting to see your two admirers so you were in your jeans and school t-shirt with a messy bun and sneakers.

This time you wanted to show off with your off-shoulder butterfly sleeve green blouse and black skirt that accentuated your curves. The black heels helped fuel any confidence you were lacking and your hair flowed down around you giving you that extra layer of armor as well as hiding that still prominent bruise you had lingering on your skin.

“Jesus Christ.”, Eddie breathed before clearing his throat and glancing towards Steve. “You know, seeing her now, Harrington, she doesn’t hit that height requirement we talked about.”

His friend rolled his eyes as you giggled.

“This is so surreal.”

“What is?”, Steve asked.

“I just…I just read about you the other day. About how you just made a big financial move that made you 400 million dollars. And you…I’ve been listening to your voice for so long. I have your songs on my phone.”

“Yeah? And is that bad?”

“Ah, no, Munson. It’s those insecurities again which by the way I find totally amusing for a girl filled with so much sass.”, the pretty boy grins. “If I may ask, what are the other Daddies like? Why aren’t you like this with them?”

You scoff as you saunter to a nearby chair, place your purse down, and sit crossing your legs. Both men try to control their eyes from scanning along your limbs but Steve in particular struggles to focus on your face as his gaze constantly shifts to your heels.

“A lot of men on there have no idea what they are doing and the men that I have met up with are either trust fund babies or CEOs. They aren’t famous or really worked hard for anything. Personally, I think that’s why they struggle being dominate. They don’t know how to fight or work hard. They barely even know what they want let alone how to take care of me.”

“Goddamn, sweetheart, you are sexy.”, Eddie sighs almost excitedly. “You have no reason to be insecure at all, Y/N. I mean we get it. Like I said, this is part of the reason we wanted the anonymity. We want you to like us for us not our names or status.”

“Is that what happened with your last Baby?”

They glance towards each other again before answering.

“No.”

“No…”

“No.”, Steve says again with more conviction. “No, that’s not what happened.”

“That’s all I get?”

“You get what we give you.”

Your breathing stutters a bit at the metalhead’s words as your pussy clenches at his casual yet confident tone.

“Y/N, honey, can you do me a favor and uncross your legs?” You do as he asks going the extra mile of opening them so they have a good view at your silk black panties underneath. “You have no idea how bad I want to throw those gorgeous high heeled legs over my shoulders and just fucking devour your little pussy till your shaking.”

A small moan escapes your lips but when you try to rub your thighs together for relief Eddie tuts loudly across from you.

“Ah ah, baby. Keep your legs open till we’re done talking and you!”, he chuckles as he gestures towards his friend. “Stay focused.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“When it comes to sex, princess, is there anything we should avoid? Any hard no’s or anything like that?”

“Nothing…too rough. I’m not into masochistic stuff like canes and flogs but you can hit me or spank me. You’ll probably be doing that a lot.”

“Oh, don’t worry, baby girl. We can handle the brat.”, Steve grins as he winks, taking off his suit jacket and tie, tossing them on the other chair beside him.

“What about you two?”

That gives them pause before they smirk and the mogul continues rolling up his sleeves.

“Would you believe you’re the first woman to ask us that?”, Eddie ask as he shakes his head. “No, pretty girl. As long as you’re vocal and tell us when or if you’re uncomfortable, we’re happy. That being said, do you have a safe word you prefer?”

“I’m alright with ‘red’, Daddy.”

Steve walks to your side and extends his hand out for you to take so he can guide you to the edge of the bed beside Eddie before descending to his knees. The long-haired boy brushes some of your hair back and his ringed fingers lightly trace your bruise.

“How does this feel? Still hurt?”

“Yes, sir, but not as much as before.”

“Fucking asshole putting his hands on our baby girl.”, he growled low as his lips kiss your skin.

“That’s another thing, Y/N, because apparently we weren’t clear last time. You are ours. You belong to us and in turn we take care of you.”

“Are we still…still…keeping this a secret?”, you inquire trying to focus as Eddie’s kisses trailed to your neck while Steve’s mouth lingered on your thigh.

“Is that alright? Till we get more comfortable with each other and the dynamic.”

“Y-Yes, Daddy. Please.”

“Please what, baby? What do you want?”, the rockstar breathes in your ear.

“I want Daddy to eat my pussy.”

You watch as Steve’s head disappears into your skirt making you groan when his nose presses against your panty covered core and you feel him inhale.

“Fuck, she smells so fucking good.” His wide tongue flattens against the fabric and Eddie grins as your mouth falls open. “Jesus, Ed, and she tastes so sweet. Let’s get these off, honey.”

Nodding aggressively, you helped him pull down your panties and he tossed them towards his jacket. He licked a strip between your folds, wrapping his mouth around your clit, and repeating the process as his eyes watched your face.

“Oh fuck, Daddy.”

Eddie’s hand cups your cheek as he brings your lips to his, open mouth kissing you as his own tongue caresses yours. Your body abruptly jostles as Steve bunches your skirt around your waist and throws your legs over his shoulders before pressing his face into your cunt as his tongue vigorously flicked your bundle of nerves.

Your fingers threaded through his hair as you fell back against the mattress and grinded your hips. His large palms glide up your stomach as the other man lifts off your shirt and throws it to the floor. You moan, gripping the mogul’s wrist as his digits pinch and roll your nipple between them.

“Oh my God, yes, Daddy! I’m gonna cum!

Your orgasm crashes into you like a wave as Steve shakes his head from side to side helping you ride out your high. Refusing to slow down by any means, the man’s arms circle your hips, holding them down as he continues to run his tongue between you folds as he builds you back up.

Feeling a warmth beside you, you shift your gaze to see a now naked Eddie on his knees stroking himself by your face.

“Do you want Daddy’s cock, pretty girl?” When you don’t respond, his palm lightly smacks your cheek, his eyes scanning yours for discomfort when they finally meet. “I asked you something.”

“M’sorry. Da-Daddy’s mouth feels sooooo good.”

“Maybe I should have him stop so you can pay attention.”

“NO! No, please. I’ll listen! I’ll listen. I’ll listen.” When he repeated his question, you nodded as your free hand started to reach for him.

“No, baby. Just keep your hands on Steve. Fun fact, he kind of likes when you pull his hair while he’s making you feel good.”, Eddie grins as his palm pets your head. “Just keep your throat open for me, okay?”

“Okay, Daddy.”

A guttural moan left the rockstars lips when his cock slid through your parted ones. His girth overwhelmed you instantly but you loved the way he tasted as every vein dragged along your tongue.

“Fuck, sweetheart. That’s it. God damn Steve, her mouth feels amazing.”

As the metalhead began subtly thrusting his hips, you did what he suggested, gripping the other man’s hair tightly in your fingers as you tried not to gag.

“Hey. Hey, hey, hey.”, Eddie panted as he pulled himself back and you collected some air. “It’s ok to gag and drool, baby. We don’t mind it messy, trust me, and the thought of this pretty face choking on my cock just…fuck. Oh, wait. You’re going to cum again aren’t you?”, he says in an almost mocking tone that has your pussy clenching.

Almost abruptly, Steve climbs up your body and snake one of his hands behind your neck, lifting you just enough for your forehead to lean against his. Pushing his ring and middle finger into your core, the sound of your slick filled the room as he thrust them into you at a brutal pace.

“Cum again, baby. Come on. Soak Daddy’s fingers.”, he chanted under his breath as one of your arms wrapped around his neck. “I gotchu, Y/N. Daddy’s right here. Cum, baby girl. Keep your eyes open and on me.”

You screamed as the coil snapped, panting as your hair was yanked back.

“Keep your eyes open, little girl!”

His large digits continue to pump into you, slowing their rhythm as you gradually come down from your high with both men murmuring praises as they hovered above you.

Through heavy lidded eyes you see them smirk at each other as Eddie pats his shoulder as if to say thank you before he maneuvers around on the bed, flipping you onto your stomach, and pushing you up on all fours.

Steve lays on his back and hastily adjusts you till your in-between his legs. With a hungry gaze, you watch as he unbuckles his belt and pushes down his pants just enough to free his cock, stroking it in front of you as you wait.

“Go head, Y/N.”, Eddie permits making you smile as you tongue darts out to lick the precum off his tip. “Atta girl. Remember, it’s ok to be messy.”

“Just tap me twice if you need a minute, honey.”

“Ok, Daddy. Oh-Oh fuck.”

While you two were talking, the rockstar had placed himself behind you, collecting your arousal with his length before guiding himself into your entrance. You whimper at his size as your nails claw under Steve’s button up shirt down his abs.

“Fuck me, baby. I know. I’m sorry. I’m trying—shit—I’m trying to go slow but your pussy is just pulling me in…squeezing Daddy so tight.”

The man underneath you bit his lip as your face scrunched in pleasure.

“You’re so beautiful, Y/N. Such a good girl taking him so well.” Your hand wrapped around him as your mouth enveloped his cock, taking him as far down as you could. “Fuck, good-good girl.”

Once he was fully sheathed inside of you, Eddie waited, allowing you to get accustomed to him while you focused on his friend. Taking his recommendation, you lowered yourself as far down as you could, gagging around Steve’s massive size, and coming off him quickly leaving trail of spit that lingered on your chin.

“There you go. God, Y/N, that felt amazing. Do you want Daddy to take control?”

“Please… I trust you.”

Almost too gently, he lifted your hair into a ponytail, caressing your lips with his thumb as they fell open while Eddie began thrusting into you. When his cock found its way into your mouth again, however, he was anything but.

His mushroom tip hit the back of your throat repeatedly as he guided your head lower and lower onto his lap.

“You’re doing so good, honey. Fuck! K-Keep your tongue flat. That’s it, baby. Just like that. Mmm get Daddy nice and wet. Yeah? Is Eddie fucking you nice and deep?”

Tears consistently fell at the euphoria you were feeling as Eddie’s cock hit all the right places inside of you and then some while Steve’s words and actions were making you clench the rockstar to an almost a painful degree.

“Fuck, man!”, he blissfully shouted as he spanked your behind and slowed his pace as he watched his cock disappear inside you. “She fucking loves sucking your dick. Every time she gags, her cunt wraps tighter around me.”

The pretty boy grins as he pets your head and dries some of your tears.

“You like sucking my cock, pretty girl?”

“Y-Yes, Daddy, I love it.

“Can Daddy fuck your tight your little throat till you both cum?”

“Yes, Daddy, please!”

Eddie stills long enough for his friend to rise to his knees and slide himself back into your mouth, matching his pace as they both thrust into you. Your orgasm takes you by surprise as you roughly tap on Steve’s body and he immediately pulls back as your upper body collapses on the mattress. The rockstar grunts as reaches over to grab your hair, bringing you flush against his chest as he chases his release. His arms circle around to your tummy and you place your own on top of his as he slams his seed inside of you.

“Thank you.”, you whisper as you pant against his cheek and in response he tilts his head to kiss your lips.

“Come here, baby girl.”, Steve coos, his head ticking to the side when you shake yours.

“I don’t want to ruin your suit, Daddy.”

Smiling softly, he takes you in his arms and you can’t help but inhale his scent as you nuzzle your face into his neck. After placing you on the pillows, he tugs his shirt over his head and removes the pants the rest of the way.

“I don’t care about my clothes, honey. All that matters to me is that you’re comfortable and taken care of. Plus, it’s kind of sexy to me to have your gorgeous, naked, sweat covered body against my suit.”

Positioning himself between your legs, he brings one over his shoulder and lets out a long, pleasure filled sigh as he guides his cock into your somewhat overstimulated and dripping pussy.

“God…fuck me.”

At this angle, it felt like he was splitting you in half but in the best possible way.

“Mmph, fuck, Daddy. You’re so big.”

“I know, Y/N. I know but you can take it. You’re doing so well already.” Steve’s lips kiss your ankle just below your high heel as he gradually began finding his rhythm. “Keep your eyes on me, baby.”

When you didn’t do what he told you to, you felt him lean over you as he pressed his palms into the mattress to steady himself.

“Y/N, stop making us repeat ourselves. Now, open your eyes.”

“I-I’m sorry, Daddy. You feel—mmm—so good. I can’t—”

“Yes you can, little girl. Don’t let our kindness fool you. We can be mean when we need to be and have no problem punishing bad girls.”

Your eyes open to meet his dominate ones and just as Eddie had he scans your face for any signs of discomfort. When he found none, he rested his forehead on your own.

“This is the first time we’re really getting to see them.” Steve rolls his waist and you mewl as he roughly hits that sensitive spot inside you. “Right there? Ok, baby.”

His jaw goes slack as he pounds into you, slamming into you g-spot over and over again turning you into a moaning mess that drives him crazy. Pushing back on to his knees, you watch as a glob of spit falls from his mouth before he utilizes his thumb to rub it into your clit.

“FUCK! I’m gonna cum!”

The bed shakes underneath you as skin smacking skin loudly echoes through the room. The coil in your belly snaps for the final time that night and Steve’s lips crash to yours to capture every moan he can. After a few moments, his head dips to your side and his groans fill your ear as he empties himself inside you.

You wince as the man tries to carefully pull out, murmuring apologies as he kisses your face.

“Here, sweetheart, drink this.”, Eddie instructs in a gentle tone as he hands you a glass of water that you promptly chug back. “I’m going to go figure out how to turn the rocket ship they a call a tub into a bath so we can get you all clean.”

You giggle at his joke as Steve over exaggeratedly sighs as he presses his face into the pillow beside yours.

“He’s just trying to impress you by seeming more ‘down to earth’. Our bathrooms at home are more or less the same.”

“I’m sure they are better than mine. It’s a 30 sq ft cube and I shower with the door open so I don’t feel like I’m actually IN the movie Cube.”

His eyes scan you over as you laugh at your circumstance.

“I hope this doesn’t come off as rude so if it is please tell me but…you don’t make enough with the website to get a better apartment?”

“I don’t think it’s rude. Um, no. I don’t deal with too many Daddies. I mean I deal with them but not enough to actually get anything going or keep them around long term. Either they can’t handle me or I can’t tolerate them.”

“Girl who knows what she wants?”

“Girl who’s been through enough and is tired of wasting her time.”

He nods as Eddie saunters back into the bedroom to tell you the bath is ready but as he casually comes around to pick you up, you stop him.

“It’s ok. You don’t need to…”

As you start to climb out of bed, he places his palm on your chest and pushes you back down.

“I don’t need to what?”

“You don’t need to try and lift me.”

“Good to know.”, he responds sarcastically as he effortlessly lifts you in his arms. “Thankfully I don’t need to try. I already know what I can and can’t do.”

After removing your skirt and heels and placing you in the water, the metalhead climbs in behind you and begins cleaning your body as Steve, now donning boxers, places himself on the edge.

“Am I allowed to ask questions?”

“Of course, sweetheart, but we decide whether or not to answer.”

“I guess that’s fair.”

“Did you have a particular question in mind, honey or…?”

“Just some general things.”, you shrug. “Like I know you make a lot of money but I don’t actually understand what you do.”

“Um, the short answer would be I’m an investor, I guess. My father owned and ran an advertising firm that I took over. Then I utilized those funds to buy and resell properties. That business move you mentioned? I bought a building in Las Vegas and spruced it up. Since it was right on the strip it sold for a high dollar value.”

“Did that go right over your head?”, Eddie asked in jest.

“A bit.”, you smile shyly.

“Those kids you brought…what do you teach that would bring them to my office?”

“Oh, that wasn’t my class. I was helping my friend with her field trip because another teacher called in sick. She teaches economics; I teach English.”

Both men make a subtle ah noise as they chuckle.

“Almost all of students know you.”, you smile as you shift your focus to the rockstar. “They say you need to post more on social media.”

“Yeah, I have no idea how any of that works. I just post what they tell me and Gareth runs our band one. I’m an old man, sweetheart.”

“Oh my god. No, you aren’t.”, you laugh as you keen into his chest.

You don’t see it but both men exchange another look before Eddie wraps his arms over your own and holds you tightly against him as he kisses your shoulder.

“I’m, um, assuming that doesn’t bother you…that we are older?”

“Most sugar daddies are, honey.”

“That’s not what I asked.”, Steve scolds as he reaches out to lightly grip your chin.

“No, it doesn’t bother me.” Nodding at your answer, he releases you to take hold of your hand and help you to your feet to step onto the bathmat allowing the metalhead to do the same so he can dry you. “Do it bother you?”

“No, baby girl, it doesn’t.”

“Now if any younger guys are out here hitting on you—“ Eddie smiles when your loud belly laugh cuts him off.

“Trust me, no one is hitting on me. I’m not saying that in like an insecure way. I’m just, usually my sarcasm gets in the way.”

After leading you back into the bedroom, you’re surprised when Steve grabs his shirt and puts it on you, falling to his knees as he closes the buttons.

“This material feels nice.” A sexy smirk paints his face as you watch his fingers move. “Smells like you.”

As soon as he completes his task, his face presses into your stomach as his hands tenderly trail up one of your legs.

“I smell cigarettes to. Almost like my best friend insists on smoking around me.”

“Oh, sure, because you don’t smoke with me sometimes.”, Eddie teases as you both smile. “I like that you smell like us both though. Let’s people know you belong to someone already.”

Taking a hold of your bicep, he guides you under the covers and you immediately spoon your body into his as he circles his arm around you again.

“Should I…remove my profile from the site?”, you ask sleepily as Steve lays in front of you and brushes some of your hair away from your face.

“We would appreciate that. Tomorrow we can give you our number so we can talk directly on the phone and get some more information so we can send you money when you need it. I would also like to work on getting you a better place to stay. I don’t like you being in a small place where—”

“Steven.”, Eddie chuckles as he interrupts his friend. “Look at her.”

As his eyes glanced over you, he realized you had fallen asleep, your steady breathing and calm face making them swoon.

“Am I asking for too much? I hate the idea of her living somewhere she isn’t comfortable.”, the mogul inquires as he slides further under the covers and caresses your skin while the rockstar props up on his elbow.

“She doesn’t seem like the kind of woman to do anything that would make her uncomfortable.”, he grins. “But no, I don’t think you’re going overboard.”

“You know how we are. That’s why women always took advantage of us.”

“That’s why we’re taking things a bit slower this time so we don’t have another incident like last time.”

Steve growled under his breath at the thought.

“I don’t think Y/N would be as vindictive as our ex was. Yeah she’s got a mouth but she seems up front and honest. I like that.”

“Me to.”

“I hope we aren’t wrong about this one, Ed.”

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chaotic-mystery · 2 years ago

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Needy Baby | Joel Miller

Dbf! Joel Miller x f!reader

✰ 18+ ✰ MDNI ✰

To set the mood, here’s some songs:

❦ unholy - hey violet

❦tonight you are mine - the technicolors

❦ the summoning - sleep token

❦ the undertaker (don’t shoot the messenger version) - Puscifer

CW: oral (f receiving), swearing, age gap implied, talking you through it

“Did you find it, baby?” Joel asks as he pushes the door to your dads garage open.

A sigh leaves your lips with frustration, slamming a drawer to the tool box shut.

“No, Joel I didn’t and I don’t know why he sent me out here to find it when both of your asses could’ve found it faster.”

He leaves a few kisses against the back of your head as you’re searching another drawer, his hands giving your hips a soft squeeze.

“It��s okay, I'll look for it darlin’. Lose the attitude will ya?”

Your back was cold once again, missing his body heat immediately as he started looking on the other side of the garage.

“I'm sorry, I'm just frustrated. You look so good in that shirt, I haven’t seen you in a few days, and I can’t touch you or anything while you’re in the house with my dad. It’s driving me insane, I can hardly be around you in there.”

Your words sound so silly as they leave your lips, but it was the truth. He only responded with a light chuckle and that only made you feel even more stupid for saying what you did.

“Look it’s fine I’ll just go inside and tell him i didn’t fin-” you were turning around just as he pinned you in against the tool box, his lips crashing onto yours.

“You aren’t going anywhere until I take care of you, pretty girl. Why didn’t you just say you needed me?” He knelt down in front of you, dragging your jean shorts with him.

“How long have you been this soaked for me baby doll?” he asks as he nips at your wet panties, tugging the fabric between his lips.

His hands come up to caress your ass, spanking it roughly as he groans into your clothed clit. “Since I heard your truck pull in the drive way and I instantly thought about you fucking me. Joel please don’t tease I’ve missed you a lot” breathlessly you say, getting more and more frustrated.

Cold metal touched your hip as you heard fabric being cut, and before you knew it your panties were gone. You looked down, his eyes locked with yours as he licked your sensitive clit slowly. Tossing your head back against the tool box, he shoved himself further into you. His fingers glided up and down your slick folds, a wet clicking sound filling your ears before he shoves a finger inside you.

“God damn you’re so needy for me aren’t you, angel. Listen to that pretty pussy just purring for me.”

Your moans were getting louder, your hands gripping his hair as you rock against his face.

“Joel, jesus christ you’re so fucking good to me. Keep going baby”

Palming your breasts with your free hand, you could feel you were close. You loved cumming on his face, seeing his beard glisten with your juices. His finger curled inside of you pumping faster as his tongue circled around your clit harder.

“Come for me baby doll, come all over my face. You’re such a needy girl when you don’t see me for a while. Show me who this pussy belongs to.”

It felt like the world was ending all around you as you came hard. So hard that you couldn’t make a sound for the first few seconds of coming undone. Your body jolted forward, riding your high on his face. The vibrations from his moans kept you riding until you finally had enough and slowed to a stop. He stood up and kissed you roughly and your tongues shared your sweet juices he lapped up. Cupping your face gently, he pulled back and kissed your forehead.

“C'mon baby, put ya shorts back on, we’ve been out here long enough. Besides, I already found what we needed as soon as I walked in.”

He winked at you and bent down to grab your shorts off the floor. As you both collected yourself and walked back to the house, you let him go first so he could tell your dad another famous Joel lie.

“She walked right in front of it, man. I wanted to see how long it would take for her to see it” he joked with your dad and the three of you laughed, and suddenly you noticed your panties were sticking out of his back pocket.

Sneakily trying to hide the trophy he decided to keep, you asked your dad to grab you a water bottle from the fridge. The door was open long enough to shield your dads eyes, for you to push the cut fabric down in his pocket, and give him a squeeze on his ass.

#joel miller #the last of us #dbf!joel #pedro pascal #joel miller drabble #joel tlou #joel miller smut #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller x f!reader #dbf! joel smut #dbf!joel miller #my writing

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alldoll3dup · 11 months ago

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Hii!! This is my first time doing this so I hope I'm doing it right 💀 If you're still available for requests, I was wondering if you could do headcanons or a one-shot (whichever you like more) for a gn or fem reader that's best friends with Velvet and Veneer and is also a famous singer?

If you need a little more inspiration, maybe they would've met at an award show or something similar. I feel like Veneer would be the first to become friends with the reader and then Velvet would become a little more approachable and friendly. Or maybe they were both fans of each other and became fast friends and eventually besties.

Or if you have your own ideas, write those instead! Whatever you choose to do, I'll be happy with! I love them so much and your previous writings have fueled my obsessed brain 😅

I hope you have a good day!! And thank you so much!! 💖

▐ Omg hey of course i can do it, thank you very much, your idea is really good and i will love to write it!

໑୧﹒★﹒Velvet and Veneer x famous!Reader - Headcanon's/one-shot ᰍ﹒∿

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 - You were a famous artist and at an award you met the famous twins Velvet and Veneer and maybe you three became best friends

𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 - Trolls

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - FEM!Reader, swearing

★ ONE SHOT ★

- You were a famous artist, known for your addictive and amazing songs

- So because of your undeniable talent you were invited to an awards ceremony, you were very excited thinking about the artists you could meet there

- So the day of the big awards event finally arrived, you talked to several famous stars until you noticed a big commotion around two people

- They were the twins Velvet and Veneer, you admired them a lot and wondered if you would have the chance to talk to them

- A few minutes passed and you had to go straight to a stage with other artists and the twins were there too

- The awards started when it was your turn and you ended up bumping into Veneer (who almost fell in the ground )

"Oh my god sorry! WAIT You're Y/N?" - you looked at him a little confused

"Yes, it's me, I'm sorry for bumping into you" - You scratched your head in embarrassment, your first time talking to him was already a disaster

"I've already listened to your songs, they're A-M-A-Z-I-N-G, my sister didn't want me to talk to you because you're an 'adversary', but look, call this number when you're free, kay? Bye bye" - and then Veneer walked away normally and you were perplexed

- On stage you received some awards and lots of applause and when the event ended you were still thinking about what Veneer had said, did he liked your music? Unbelievable

- When you got home you called the number and it was Veneer's number, you and him talked for hours about many things

- You and Veneer became friends very fast so he asked you to go out together, you, him and Velvet, you just thought how unbelievable that was if that was a dream you didn't want to wake up

- Then the day came when you met again, Veneer immediately greeted you while Velvet looked at you with disdain and crossed arms.

"Y/N we have so much to talk about! Let's go"

"Ugh what a nonsense"

- When Veneer left your side for a while, Velvet immediately looked at you with disdain and held your face for you to look at her

“You may fool my foolish brother, but you won’t fool me, don’t try to draw attention to yourself, get out of my way.”

"No, it's nothing like that, I admire you two a lot, I didn't want to give you that impression"

- Then Veneer comes back with some random stuff and you feel a little embarrassed.

"Hey is something wrong going on Y/N?"

"No, it's fine..."

- You spend the rest of the day trying to please Velvet and Veneer, but Veneer doesn't quite understand your sudden change in mood

- At the end of the day you say goodbye and when you open your cell phone you are bombarded with messages from Veneer

★ Veneer Bestie

- Girl are you okay? You looked so uncomfortable

- Something happened?

- I'm going to hit whoever messed with you 😈

It's okay I just think your sister dont like me 😭 -

- She doesn't like anyone lMAO 💀💀💀

- Just wait a while, someday she will trust you

- So every day you became closer to them and one day Velvet finally gave in

"Lest do a feat with me, you and Veneer" - she said crossing her arms

"Oh my god???? Yes I thought you would never ask"

"First I'm not asking, I'm ordering, secondly, don't think we're friends, I just liked your voice a little"

- You released your first feat together and it literally blew up, you were the most talked about at the moment

- You were the trio of the moment!

★ HEADCANON'S ★

- You are always together at events, always laughing and gossiping about everyone around you

- Velvet is very cruel, but sometimes she treats you well, Veneer is super kind

- Velvet definitely posts a lot of photos of the three of you together

- Since you are their best friend, they are very supportive of your career as you are of theirs

- Did you post a new song? They disclose

- Did they post a new song? You disclose

- You three are literally the trio goal of most mount rageons

- When you're with Velvet you're are both cruel judgers making fun of any idiot , especially when you two are angry or disgusted (but Velvet is much more aggressive)

- When you're with Veneer, sometimes you have to stand up for him otherwise he just lets it go (even if it's a very offensive thing)

- The three of you together are complete chaos, you have the funniest moments together

- Literally the presence of the three of you together is devastating, funny and chaotic

- Definitely a fan created a channel on youtube of "Best moments of the chaotic trio"

- You guys spend a lot, but like A LOT of money when you're together

"Look Y/N this suits you! I'm going to buy all of them" - she said with the ugliest thing she found in the store

"Oh how cute I need this!" - he said with the most useless thing in his hand that he will never use but it's super expensive

"My God, you guys are wasting money machines "

- Definitely have sleepovers and Velvet always puts on the worst horror movie possible

- And even so, Veneer is scared to death, all covered up, holding onto your arm while Velvet slaps you because she only knows how to laugh by hitting (and like a trapped goose)

"Dammit Velvet stop hitting me!”

"HWHWYWUWJSHEG *trapped goose sounds* I CANT"

"Y/N HOLY SHIT I'M GOING TO DIE I WANT TO STOP WATCHING BUT I CAN'T!"

- You and Velvet start laughing together and Veneer gets sulky and stomps away

"I AM SORRY VENEER JSHSHSJSJHDBDL"

"I won't forgive you Y/N" (two minutes later he forgets)

- If any insect comes near you three, you will have to kill it because Velvet is disgusted and Veneer is afraid

"LOOK AT THIS DISGUSTING THING KILL IT!" - Velvet screams going behind Y/N

"KILL IT NOW WHAT IF THIS MONSTER TAKES OVER OUR HOUSE?!" - Veneer says desperately behind Y/N

"Relax, you two, it's just a spider" - you pick it up on paper and in a jar and put it outside

- After you leave, Velvet will "accidentally" step on the poor spider

- And this is your normal day to day as the best trio of Mount Rageous

▐ Hello y'all, this was just so fun to write omg

▐ Sorry if there are any grammatical errors love you guys ♡

REQUESTS ARE OPEN! ★

#trolls #trolls band together #trolls velvet #velvet and veneer #velvet trolls #veneer trolls #trolls veneer #velvet x reader #veneer x reader #trolls headcanons #headcannons #oneshot #fem reader

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cowgurrrl · 2 years ago

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BWFW

Pairing: rockstar!joel miller x actress!reader

Summary: You and Joel call a truce [3.8k]

Author’s note: dude I’m having so much fun writing this (PS this song is named after BWFW by Blunt Chunks)

Warnings: smoking (don’t smoke kids (drunk cigs don’t count)), Joel being an asshole momentarily, spicy thoughts (no smut), enemies to ???

Joel Miller Caught Kissing Actress After Date: Everything We Know About Her

Hollywood's Newest Power Couple?

Joel Miller Has A New Boo, And We're All A Bit Jealous

Who is Joel Miller's Newest Girl? Everything Their Waitress Told Us About Their Secret Romantic Date

Pictures of you and Joel making out against your front door are everywhere. You can barely log onto Instagram without being bombarded with DM's, comments, and tags in news articles about you two. Melanie even texted you with several headlines attached and a "Great job, kid!" Even your mom texted you about it. Granted, it was a screenshot of a Buzzfeed post, and all she sent you was a bunch of question marks, but she texted you. You try to put it out of your mind by leaving your phone in your trailer when you go to set instead of handing it off to a PA.

You decide that Joel Miller isn't worth more brain power than absolutely necessary. He has his own life, and you doubt he's thinking about you, and if he is, it's probably plotting his next reputation-saving move. The only thing you can do is work, make the best movie possible, and move on with your life until he summons you for another contractually obligated date. It's only a few months. You can make it, right?

You were asking the director about a scene, script in hand, when Ryan strolled up to you with a mischievous look. You ignore him and listen to Greta give you notes and ideas for the next movie sequence. He waits for you to be done with the conversation, like a third grader, before grabbing your arm and pulling you toward him.

"Why didn't you tell me you were seeing Joel Miller?" He asks, and you laugh. He walks you to a more secluded part of set, hiding from eavesdropping extras and chatty interns as they set the sound stage for the next scene.

"It didn't seem relevant to work."

"Not relevant? This is huge," he says, somehow more excited about this than you are, and you cross your arms over your chest. "You haven't dated at all since you made it big."

"Okay, that's not true."

"Really? Before last night, when was the last time you went on a date with anyone? Famous or not?" He asks. You open your mouth to answer, but your brain short circuits as you search through your memories. You're ninety percent sure that your last date was with the guy you had a showmance with before you moved to California. He was tall, handsome, and full of himself just like every other actor. You vaguely remember telling him you booked your first movie with A24, and he said you didn't have the "right look" for A24. Last you heard, he was living with five other roommates in the Meatpacking District back in New York.

"Okay, so maybe it's been a while," you admit, and he raises his eyebrows at you. "Please, don't make this a thing. I've already had enough people clawing at me for answers about it, and I'm exhausted."

"Fine, fine, but you have to promise you'll go out for drinks with me and Carolina on Friday. She's been dying to make couple friends, and I need to make sure he's good for you."

"You don't need to do anything, but sure. I'll talk to him and see what he thinks." You say, and he smiles. Before he can grill you any further, your names are called over the intercom, announcing that they're ready for you, and you silently thank whatever god is out there for getting you out of that situation. You and Ryan walk back to the sound stage and get flanked by people from makeup who need to touch you up and frantic ADs who repeat the same notes the director already gave you. You swear if their heads weren't attached to their necks, they'd run around looking for them at all hours.

You do several takes of the same scene, yet another scene of your characters arguing, this time about what they'll do now that your character is pregnant. Ryan progressively gets more despondent as he sinks into his character, frustrating you as his scene partner and the pregnant woman you're playing. After about two hours of running the same scene over and over again, you're at your wit's end and need to do something different. Everyone on set freezes when you shove at Ryan's shoulders and force him to look you in the eyes for the first time since you started filming. The entire scene shifts as you continue to push at him, tears unexpectedly falling from your eyes as you beg him to say something. It hurts more when he walks out the door without looking back. When Greta cuts, Ryan all but runs back in the door and wraps you in a big hug.

"You're gonna break my heart if you keep doing that!" He says, and you laugh as you wipe away your tears. You watch the scene back together, and jump up and down at how much better it flows. It feels like you're watching magic. Times like this remind you why you became an actor in the first place.

You film a few more scenes before breaking for the night. Your body hurts from carrying so much emotion as you walk into your trailer to gather your things to go home. You barely grazed the door, dinner plans already filling your head, when your phone buzzed in your back pocket. It's a text from an unsaved number, but it doesn't take a genius to figure out who it's from.

The lipstick on the collar was a nice touch, he writes, and you sigh.

That almost sounds like a compliment, Miller, you shoot back.

You're not even halfway to your car when your phone buzzes with another text from Joel.

Paul is really happy with how everything's going. He said he wants us to see each other again before I go back to Texas.

Good timing because my costar practically begged me to go on a double date with him and his wife.

We're already in double-date territory? How official.

Har har. How's Friday night sound?

Sounds like Paul is going to be very happy.

That makes one of us.

The rest of the week flies by with you dodging the online chatter about you and Joel somewhat successfully, but Ryan keeps reminding you how excited he is to hang out with you and your new "boy toy," as he has affectionately nicknamed Joel. You hate it, but he thinks it's funnier that way, so he just keeps calling him that. You swear Ryan was your annoying older brother in another life.

You're curling your hair when he texts you a cute picture of him and his wife in the car with the message, "Ready to interrogate JM." You laugh and return to messing with your hair, mentally going through every possibility that tonight could bring. You're wearing a pink tank top and jeans with pink heels. Nothing super fancy, but it's definitely more dressed down than your first date with Joel. You debate on which necklace to wear and wrap the final piece of hair around your curling iron when your front door opens.

Joel calls your name as he shuts the door behind him. You almost throw the hot iron down as you step into the hallway to face him. He's wearing a black shirt with a matching black leather jacket and jeans. He looks you up and down unapologetically, and you roll your eyes.

"Who told you you could just walk into my house?" You ask as you duck into the bathroom again. He leans against the doorway, crossing his arms over his chest as he watches you spray your hair to help it withstand the California heat.

"Hello to you too, darlin'."

"Don't call me that."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want you to."

"So, what can I call you?" He asks with a smirk pulling on his lips. You grab your bag off the counter and move to leave the bathroom, but he doesn't budge. You huff as you look up at him.

"Move."

"Answer the question." He says. You think about pushing him out of the way, but he's broad and has those strong guitarist arms and probably wouldn't even flinch. You copy his stance as you rack your brain for an acceptable answer.

"Well, you could start with just my name," you say, and he laughs. "But other than that, I don't know."

"Baby?" He suggests, and you almost gag.

"Absolutely not."

"Which do you hate more? Darlin' or baby?"

"Baby."

"Alright, then, darlin'," he says, stepping out of your way. You scoff and walk past him into the hallway. "You know, you really should get a dog or somethin'. It's not safe for you to just leave your door unlocked like that."

"Oh, with all the psychos running around my neighborhood? I can handle myself but thank you for your input." You say, and he laughs as you do one last sweep of your living room to make sure you didn't forget anything. Once again, Joel opens your front door and the passenger side door of his car for you. You can say many things about Joel Miller, but one thing you can't say is that he's not a gentleman. You think it has something to do with his Texas upbringing, or it might just be a testament to the kind of woman his mother is. You don't say anything the whole way to the restaurant, saving up your mental energy to deal with him for the whole night, and he doesn't fight you on it.

When you get there, you can see Ryan waiting near the host stand through the windows, obviously ready to escort you and Joel to the table. You're surprised that the sidewalk isn't flanked by photographers, but you take it as a good sign. Joel parks the car and reaches for your hand as he locks it. You almost smack it away before remembering you're in public and take it in yours. The smooth ring on his middle finger is cool and smooth, a stark contrast to his calloused palms. Ryan lights up when you two step through the doors, and he quickly wraps you in a warm hug. He introduces himself to Joel and holds his hand out for a handshake which Joel reciprocates.

When he walks you to the table set for four, Carolina smiles and stands to hug you and Joel in true Carolina fashion. Joel doesn't hesitate to pat her back and smile as Ryan jokes about having two of the prettiest women in the restaurant sitting at his table.

"Sorry, I'm a hugger," Carolina says as you sit across from them. Joel lays an arm across the back of your chair like this is a perfectly normal thing he does all the time.

"That's alright, ma'am. I don't mind." He says, and Carolina gives you a look.

"Ma'am? I like him already." She says, and you laugh.

Joel settles into the dynamic between the three of you easily and listens as Ryan tells stories from set and press events. It's no small feat that you let Joel meet two of the most important people in your life, and even though you didn't tell him to be, he's on his best behavior. He doesn't try to annoy you or do anything inappropriate in front of them. He compliments Carolina, calling her ma'am even after she told him he didn't have to, and exchanges dude-bro stories with Ryan all night. Except for the arm on your chair, he doesn't make any affectionate moves which you're grateful for.

With Ryan and Carolina there, it almost feels normal. It could also be your third glass of wine helping you relax too. Ryan makes a snarky comment about your drinking, to which you flip him off. "I'd be drinking too if I had to work with you all week!" Carolina says. Ryan feigns a blow to the chest, and she smacks his shoulder. "Did he tell you that Elizabeth started calling you Ryan's movie wife?" She asks, and you laugh.

"God, I hope she doesn't repeat that at school. Otherwise, you," you point at Ryan. "Are going to have a lot to explain to that poor teacher."

"Who's Elizabeth?" Joel asks as you take a bite of food. You hum to let him know you'll answer in a second, but Carolina beats you to it.

"Elizabeth is our daughter."

"And my goddaughter," you jump in. "She's the best kid in the world."

"Well, of course, you think that because you're not there for bedtime," Ryan says, and you roll your eyes.

"You're just mad because she's as stubborn as you are."

"That is... not entirely untrue."

You spend the rest of the dinner laughing and messing with each other. You even catch yourself leaning into Joel's side because he's so warm and comfortable, and the wine is making you deliriously happy. When the bill is placed on the table, you all fight over who gets to pay until Carolina chucks Ryan's card at the waiter. Joel holds his hand over the table, and Ryan shakes it in a form of masculine affection. "You really didn't have to do that, man," Joel says. "Next dinner is on me, alright?" He could be saying it to save face, but the idea that Joel likes Ryan and Carolina makes something in your chest feel warm and fuzzy.

Ryan practically carries Carolina to the car so they can relinquish the nanny for the night, but you and Joel go upstairs to the rooftop bar. You reason that it's high enough to hide from paparazzi, and you also needed an excuse to get some fresh air. You both order water and perch on a couch in the corner. At first, you don't say anything. Not because you're mad at him but because you're worried you'll ruin the night if you do. However, you don't need to exchange words for Joel to see you shivering and put his jacket over your shoulders. You smile and turn to look at him.

"This is the second time you've given me your jacket."

"Want me to stop?" He asks, genuinely curious, and you shake your head. A soft smile takes over his features, and you have to look away before you get sucked in.

"What'd you think of Ryan and Carolina?" You ask as you take a sip of water. His arm rests behind you again, and he adjusts to get more comfortable.

"I really liked 'em. They seem like good people."

"They are. Ryan and I were friends before I even moved to LA," you say. "I think they liked you too."

"Yeah?" He asks, and you nod. You meet his eyes again and hope he can see your sincerity.

"Yeah. Thanks for not being a total dick to them." You say, and he laughs. He puts his water on the table in front of you before reaching across you to dig into his jacket pocket. This close, you can smell the detergent he washed his shirt with and see the freckles faintly littering his skin. He doesn't break eye contact with you as he pulls a pack of Marlboro Reds and a lighter out of his jacket before relaxing into his spot again. Maybe it's the wine in your system or the joy from the night still filtering through your skull, but you don't take your eyes off him as he lights a cigarette. The ember glows brighter as he takes a drag and turns away from you to exhale. His jawline is sharp, and his neck looks especially pretty as he takes a breath.

"What're you thinkin' bout, pretty girl?" He asks, breaking your train of thought, and you smirk as you lean forward. His eyes drop to the neckline of your tank top, giving you the perfect opportunity to snatch the cigarette out of his hand and put it to your lips. He watches as you take a drag, your lipstick staining the filter, and exhale with a sigh.

"Thinking bout you."

"Me?" He raises his eyebrows as you pass him the cigarette back. His thumb traces your lipstick stain before he puts it back in his mouth. "What about me?"

"About how stupid this whole situation is," you gesture vaguely around you. "About how we really shouldn't be so mean to each other."

"You're a sentimental drunk," he says, passing you the cigarette without acknowledging it, and you smile. It really wouldn't be that hard to pull another cigarette out of his pack for you, but he doesn't. Your fingers graze his as you take it, flicking the ash to the side. He waits until you blow smoke out of your nose to mess with the sleeves of his shirt and nod. "But, maybe you're right."

"Oh, say it again." You say, and he gives you a look. You pass the cigarette back even though about half of it is burned down from you two sharing it. His long drags don't help salvage it.

"I really shouldn't have said what I said bout you sleepin' with people to get famous. That was really fucked up, and I'm sorry."

"It was really fucked up. And unoriginal. And fucking stupid. And completely untrue," you say, and he looks a little worried. "But, thank you for apologizing." He nods and offers you the last little bit of glowing cigarette.

"Can we call a truce?"

"A truce?"

"Yeah. We'll stop goin' out of our way to make each other's life fuckin' miserable and move on. Maybe at the end of this, we could even be friends." He says, and you take a deep breath as you take the cigarette from him.

"You always make peace agreements with nicotine?"

"You're my first, pretty girl."

There's that fucking nickname again. It's better than darling, and you should hate it, but the way he says it makes your head swim. You inhale the last drag and stub it out in the ashtray next to your water as you try to get your thoughts under control again. You catch the bartender looking over at you and Joel, and an uneasy feeling crawls up your spine. You swallow it down and look at Joel.

"I'll agree to a truce." You say, smoke leaving your mouth as you talk, and he smiles.

"Should we shake on it?" He asks. You glance between him and the bartender and scoot closer to him. His eyes flick from yours to your lips and back up to your eyes.

"I would say yes," you whisper. "But, I think that bartender figured out who we are."

"So, what should we do instead?" He asks, his voice so low that you almost miss it over your own heartbeat. You want to roll your eyes at how stupid his question is but kiss him instead. His hands come up to your jaw, and you wrap your hand around his wrist to keep him there. There are traces of nicotine and tequila on his lips, but you can't focus on it too hard before his teeth graze your bottom lip. He swallows your gasp and soothes the sudden pain with his tongue. You would push him away and yell at him if it didn't feel so good. You can’t help but wonder what his mouth would feel like on your neck or your thighs. You wonder what pretty girl would sound like in between pants and broken moans. You wonder if he’d leave bruises on your inner thighs for you to find in the morning. The thoughts startle you out of the moment, and you pull away from him, turning to kiss the inside of his wrist.

"'M getting tired. Can you take me home?" You ask. He looks like a kicked puppy but nods anyway. He holds your hand the whole way down the stairs, through the restaurant, and to the car. You make shitty small talk the whole way back to your house like nothing happened, but you're grateful to have moved past the suffocating uncomfortable silence. He taps on his steering wheel again and changes the station when his own song comes on the radio, making you laugh. When he pulls into your driveway, you linger for a moment and look at him through the darkness. "Thank you for being so nice to my friends."

"I really did like 'em," he says. You pick at your nailbeds as you try to find a way to apologize for abruptly ending the evening. You feel bad for some reason. You were actually having a good time together, and then you made it weird. "Can I walk you to your door?" He asks, and you take a deep breath.

"I think I can get myself inside. Thank you, though."

"Welcome." He says as you unbuckle your seatbelt and open the door. Joel's jacket shifts around you, and you suddenly remember that you're still wearing it.

"Oh, here. Let me give you your jacket back before I forget."

"Don't worry about it." He waves you off, and you furrow your eyebrows at him.

"What do you mean don't worry about it? I'm not gonna steal your jacket, Joel."

"You're not stealin' it. You're just borrowin' it, right? I bet tabloids will eat it up if they see you wearin' it," he says. "Besides, it looks better on you anyways." You laugh and shake your head as you adjust your purse on your shoulder.

"Goodnight, Joel."

"G'night, pretty girl." He says. You shut the door and walk up the sidewalk to your front door, secretly cursing that stupid fucking nickname and how weak in the knees it makes you. His car lingers in the driveway until he sees you unlock the door and flicker the front lights at him, letting him know you got in safely. He honks twice before pulling away and driving off into the night.

You make a point to lock your door behind you and lean against it. You let out a shaky breath like it will expel his voice from your head and jump when your phone buzzes in your back pocket. When you pull it out, a bright text from Melanie stares back at you.

Two dates in a row?! You're killing it! This will be over before you know it <3

And attached to her scarily cheerful text is a picture of you and Joel kissing. It's blurry and obviously taken from far away, but it's there nonetheless. You pinch the bridge of your nose and send her a thumbs-up emoji before sending Ryan a "made it home" text and turning your phone off. The image of Joel's teeth scraping your bottom lip burns into your eyelids as you close your eyes and try to figure out where the fuck you go from here.

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

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justthatwwegirl · 1 year ago

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Liv morgan x female reader

(I knoe I said I was gonna write a hook fic, I'm sorry but I'll try to writw one later.)

Liv was so smitten. Like REALLY smitten.

That's what Dakota said though. She knew Dakota was right, she was smitten.

The girl Liv was so smitten with? None other than Y/N Reigns. Yes, the famous sister of Roman Reigns. Former NXT women's champion who just got called up to smackdown. Liv had been friends with Y/N before Y/N's callup to the main roster and both still continue to thrive in their friendship. Although, Liv wishes they were more...

Currently, Liv and Dakota were having a conversation about the match card for smackdown. While Dakota was discussing her match, Liv noticed something in the corner of her eye. She turned around to see Y/N talking to Isla dawn. Liv couldn't help but feel jealous, but she also noticed that Y/N didn't look good.

"I swear- if you don't confess to her," Dakota says. "I will, I will! I promise." Liv states. "But do you notice anything odd?" Liv continues concerned.

"Other than you being jealous, Y/N doesn't look to good right now." Dakota expresses. Y/N was always grumpy. She never really smiled and she was usually quiet. Liv was quite the opposite. She was always optimistic, always smiling, she was literally a ray of sunshine. You know what they say, opposite attract.

"After they're done with their conversation, I'm going to check up on Y/N." Liv tells Dakota. Dakota nods before asking Liv, "Doesn't she have a N1C match for the smackdown women's championship? Which, you are the smackdown women's champion." Dakota says.

Liv looks back at Y/N for a second before looking back at Dakota. "I hope she wins." Liv says quietly. Dakota smirks before telling Liv, "Isla is done talking to your girl." Liv looks back to see Y/N rubbing her face.

"Bye." Liv says to Dakota before speed walking towards Y/N. "Go get your girl!" Dakota says.

"Hey." Y/N says groggy, continuing to rub her face. Liv smiles. Anything this woman can do will make Liv smile.

"Hey, you good?" Liv asks concerned. Y/N nods her head. Liv knows she's lying, but she doesn't wanna piss her off. "I see you didn't straighten your hair today." Liv comments.

"Yea, I just didn't feel like straightening my hair today." Y/N motions to her hair. Liv smiles again before telling Y/N, "You know, I like when you don't straighten your hair. Good luck on your match." Liv walks away before stopping and turning back around.

"Hey, do you wanna go get some coffee tomorrow?" Liv asks, clasping her hands together. Y/N looks down at the ground before looking back up at Liv. "Yeah, why not? I don't have anything planned." Y/N answers. Liv can almost see a grin appear on her face.

After the show, Liv and Dakota are walking towards their rental car, talking and having fun. Soon they enter the car, and Dakota starts driving towards the nearest hotel. Liv nervously bites her finger nails while thinking about something.

"Spill." Dakota tells Liv. Liv sighs before telling Dakota. "I asked Y/N if she wanted to get some coffee. Spoiler, she said yes, and now I am scared."

Dakota's eyes widen before saying, "That's not what I expected... But okay." Liv bites her lip. What was she going to do? Literally standing next to Y/N, made her nervous. But god, everything about Y/N made Liv want to crumble to the floor and worship the ground she walked on.

Dakota and Liv arrive at the hotel and get their room keys. While they're about to enter the room, Liv sees Y/N slouched down in the hallway.

Liv, immediately runs towards Y/N. "Y/N are you okay?" Liv asks concerned. Dakota shortly arrived after. Y/N just shakes her head before rubbing her face.

Liv can see the tears forming in her eyes. She has never seen Y/N cry. "You can stay in Liv's room." Dakota suggests. "Can I?" Y/N asks, turning towards Liv. "Of course!" Liv answers quickly.

Y/N struggles to stand up on her own. Liv notices this and carries her, bridal style. Dakota notices a blush appear on both Y/N and Liv. "Alright, don't have to much fun lovebirds." Dakota says before walking away towards her room.

Liv says bye to Dakota and enters the room with Y/N in her arms.

Y/N slowly wakes up to see Liv making 2 cups of coffee. Y/N emerges from the bed and walks towards the kitchen.

"Good morning! I made us some coffee." Liv tells Y/N in such a cheerful tone. Y/N never really liked cheerful people, they just showed to much optimism and it wasn't really Y/N's thing. But with Liv, it was different.

Y/N loved how cheerful she was. She loved how Liv would always smile and show so much optimism. She just loved Liv.

"Thank you." Y/N says quietly before drinking some of the coffee.

Liv looks done at the floor before putting her coffee. "I do have tell you something though." Liv says quietly.

Y/N puts her coffee down and chuckles. "What are you going to tell me? That your in love with me." Y/N says sarcastically. Liv is shocked. She know Y/N meant it as sarcasm but she was actually right. "About that.." Liv says, trying to be calm.

"Wait- what?" Y/N asks, turning around. "I was joking!." Y/N exclaims. "I know I'm sorry! I know you don't like me back, but-" Liv explains. Yea I don't like you. "Why would I like you? Cause I don't like you. I love you, and not in a friendly way." Y/N explains in a straight but smiling a little at the end.

Liv's jaw drops. She was so confused. She was happy, but she didn't think Y/N would like her back. Well, love her, in Y/N's words. "How are you just so, chill about this?" Liv asks shaking her head. Y/N was always calm, but this? How?

Y/N shrugs her shoulders. "Please this," She motions to her body. "Is all acting. Really, I have been waiting for this moment since I've met you." Y/N explains, walking up towards Liv. "And I'm also waiting for a kiss." Y/N says, parting her lips.

"Oh really?" Liv asks, laughing a bit. "Really." Y/N says before bringing Liv in for a kiss.

Almost immediately, Liv kisses back. After a few minutes, Liv pulls away smiling. Y/N sneaks in a tiny smile.

"You know," Liv starts, bringing Y/N more closer to her. "I hope your the one who takes my championship." Liv finishes, bringing Y/N in for one final kiss.

"Extreme rules is almost here and, I got a match with Shayna on smackdown, with you on commentary." Y/N says, finally showing her full smile.

#liv morgan #liv morgan x reader #liv morgan imagine #liv morgan oneshot #wwe imagine #wwe oneshot #smackdown #wwe fanfiction #writing

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verslxt · 2 years ago

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radio shows ~ r. suna

“i currently have y/n miya, world renowned model. sister to msby jackal player atsumu miya. and dating ejp rajin player rintaro suna”.

you smiled at the introduction to yourself “i’m so glad you could have me on”

you knew atsumu made everyone listen to this. osamu probably had the tv on watching the livestream. and suna was most definitely listening to it.

“so do you know of anyone who is listening to the show currently” the interviewer asked

“uhm yes i do actually, and i have one correction to make to your introduction. i have my brothers listening. hi atsumu and osamu. and i have my fiancé suna listening”

suna had preposed to you at a family gathering at his families house. atsumu and osamu already knew but not everyone knew. you talked it over with suna if you could say you two were engaged or not and he said yes

“oh wow, how long have you two been dating?”

“well he was in 1st year of high school and i was still in junior high. when i finally got into high school he asked me out. to homecoming actually”

“how did he ask you out”

“a sign. oh my god this boy had everything planned out. i was a cheerleader for basketball during the time. so i helped the volleyball team by being their manager. atsumu made me to do it. i’m not that mad about it anymore because i met suna from it. he used our golden doodle to ask me out. i still remember what the sign said too ‘if my puppy dog eyes don’t work maybe nini’s will’. oh my god poor nini he put a sign on her that said ‘hoco with suna?’. i said yes because i loved nini. nini is now 6ft under”

you felt your phone buzz. you knew it was suna. you smiled a little bit

“your smile is so beautiful”

“thank you so much”

“we’re going to cut to a song. what do you think we should play, y/n”

“let’s play an inrarizaki favorite. ohmami by chase atlantic”

“with maggie lindemann or just normal?”

“normal”

you thought of suna saying ohmami. this boy loved the song. he loved doing some special activities during the song. you felt your phone buzz again

“bitch, i'm fuckin' styling yeah ooh-ooh-ooh, oh yeah whoa”

you picked up your phone

rinnie<3🥰 your doing great baby 🫶🏽

y/n ❤️ thank you baby 🫶🏽

dumbass 1 😐 ohmami really?

fucking dumbass 🥱 yea, lost my virginity to it 😶

dumbass 1 😐 EWWWWW

fucking dumbass 🥱 YOU ASKED

the song ended and the interview picked back up

“i love that song so much”

“me too. now, do you and suna ever want kids”

you smiled. you and suna have been having this conversation since you two got together “yes we would. we only want 2 of them. and if i carry the twin gene then we may have to go through pregnancy once”.

“what’s your favorite song currently”

“i have a few actually! mine by 1nonly, r u mine by arctic monkeys, problems by mother mother and needed me by rihanna”

“y/n miya a mother mother fan?”

“oh and get scared”

suna taught you all those bands. other than a handful. suna really made you into who you are today

“can you do a perfect accent?”

you start in a perfect british accent “well funny you say that”. then you switch to an australian accent “i can do a kermit one too”. and that’s when you switch to kermit “well i say where is miss. piggy. i swear i lose that girl more than i lose my mind sometimes”.

you laugh, you knew atsumu never knew you could do those. so he’s probably surprised. you and osamu yell at each other in an australian accent. and then you and suna go around the house yelling in the house in the kermit accent

“do you know…the muffin man?”

“the muffin man?”

“ThE mUfFiN mAn”

the interviewer laughs “now we know ms. miya can do accents perfectly. now if you weren’t famous what would you be doing”

“ohhhh i would either be doing cheer for the msby jackals or be a massage therapist”

“what would you name your boat if you had one”

“oh goodness, now me and suna have been wanting a boat since like forever. and we decided we would name it the beayatch”

“what’s the dumbest thing you’ve gotten injured from doing?”

“how much time do we have. let’s see i got dropped by osamu and atsumu trying to do a cheer stunt. now based on their muscles at the time you would think they could hold me up right? wrong they dropped me so hard, i twisted my ankle and now i can move my knee cap anyway i want. another time i was cooking dinner and suna was in the mood if you know you know. and he sat me up on the counter and we kinda forgot to turn off the burner”

“how is it like dating suna”

“after noon naps. i get so greatful for them sometimes. uhm this boy can cook really good, he and his mom used to cook together all the time. so he picked up recipes from her. it’s really fun, i’m glad i get to marry him”

“awww, we’re going to go to a song but don’t leave yet we still have burning questions sent in from you guys! stay tuned. now what song should we play”

“oooo problems by mother mother”

“problems coming up”

you picked up your phone and texted suna

y/n ❤️ am i doing good

rinnie 🥰 your doing great baby

y/n ❤️ love you rinnie

rinnie 🥰 love you too

the interview picked back up. and she asked you the one question you were hoping she wouldn’t ask

“so there have been a few rumors of suna cheating, what have you two done about it?”

"“oh, now the pictures that were leaked of him cheating was when we were in high school. that was his girlfriend before me. and we do some checks on our phones, we just ask each other to see mine or his phone when we feel like they are acting weird, but one day he denied me to look and then he told me after he preposed why i wouldn’t let me look. it was because he was texting osamu about it, and he was acting weird because of that”

"oh, so he wasn't really cheating"

"no, he wasn't"

you knew suna would never cheat on you, he loves you way too much. and you love him way to much to cheat on him as well

"oh that's all the time we have with ms. miya"

"oh wow that passed by quickly"

~time skip~

"mhm you smell good" suna said shoving his face in your neck as you texted atsumu

"thank you rinnie"

"what do you want for dinner?"

"anything really, i don't care. as long as its not sushi, i'm pregnant"

suna picked you up so fast you dropped your phone back onto the couch, showing that you were talking to your mom and not actually atsumu.

"oh my god are you actually pregnant?"

"yes rinnie i was just telling my mom"

"i love you, i love you, i love you"

"i love you too rinnie"

#suna x you #hq suna #suna rintaro scenarios #suna rintarō #suna x reader #atsumu miya #osamu miya #inarizaki #aran ojiro #kita shinsuke #radio station

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yejisid · 1 year ago

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Yuna x reader- TV.

Welcome to my new series where I use songs as prompts! Hope you guys enjoy. This story was prompted by the song: Billie eilish- TV. Send in your song requests prompts!

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Warnings: angst, swearing, homophobia.

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summary: Yuna’s parents find out you’re dating, and forces her to make a big decision.

*7 years old*

“Yuna don’t run! You’ll get hurt!” You giggled, running fast to catch the girl who had the ball in her hands. “You’re only allowed to play with me! Not those stupid ugly boys! You belong to me N/n!” You bursted out laughing. “Okay yuna, I get it! Now give me the ball.” You shelled closer which made her take 4 steps back. “Pinky promise you’ll be mine forever and I’ll let you have it!” She whined, stomping her feet onto the ground. “Shin yuna, I pinky promise. I’m all yours.” Yuna ran up to you, dropping the ball and hugging you.

*11 years old*

“Can you believe it n/n. We’re going into middle school!” You groaned whilst getting ready. You wish you shared the same excitement as your best friend. “Oh come on y/n! When I’m an idol, rich and famous,” she pauses coming closer to you. “you’re going to regret not being excited to hang out with me.” You both stared into each others eyes, and bursted out into laughter. “You got me there Ms Korea, now let’s go.” You laughed wrapping your arm around her shoulder, preparing for another school year with the most important person of your life.

*14 years old*

It was 2 am when you got a text from yuna, telling you to come outside. You contemplated on getting up, but you’d do anything for her. Managing to sneak out the front door, you see the dark haired girl crying behind the tree. You didn’t have to say anything, you could feel her pain and it broke you. “Come here.” You opened your arms for her, stroking her hair. “Yuna what happened?” She pulled away, and looked down at the floor. “Am I ugly?” She searched for an answer in your eyes. “No, god no Yuna! Why the fuck would you think that?” “He broke up with me because I'm ugly.” You were going to kill him the next day. “Yuna, I think you’re the most beautiful and perfect person to exist, inside and out. Why are you blaming yourself? That idiot is dumb as fuck and can’t see your beauty. But I can, and from the moment I understood what love was, I knew I was in love with you.” Now it was your turn to look down in embarrassment. You had no idea why you would confess your love to her at that moment, but you would certainly not regret it.

*16 years old*

"Come on y/n, just hang out with us for a couple hours!" You chuckled at your friends and yuna playing tug of war with your arms. The winner, of course, being able to hang out with you after school.

"Look stop!" You yelled, "I'll hang out with you guys tomorrow, but today is Yuna's day you agreed!" Your friends started laughing, "Fair play n/n, don't have too much fun now." To this day, you still regret not going with your friends. If you did, maybe, just maybe the love of your life would still be with you right now.

You grabbed Yuna's bag and intertwined your hands, making your way through the neighbourhood. "Movie night?" You smiled at Yuna's excitement which caused her to struggle to open the door. "Movie night!" She grabbed you by your shirt, pulling you down to kiss your lips. "Do that again," You smirked, pulling her in for another kiss.

You turned your head to her, staring at her most of the time instead of the movie. "Hi," Yuna finally spoke up, looking back at you. "Well hello there beautiful," you grabbed her face, gently leaving kisses everywhere making her squeal. "N/n, remember when we were talking about our future last night?" It was a common occurrence for you and yuna to stay up and talk about your futures. "Yes darling," you shifted your attention to her. "How would we have a future together if I want to be an idol?"

"Look love, I'll come visit you, if anyone asks, I'm just a friend. We agreed on that right?" She nodded, pecking your lips. "You're stuck with me anyways, remember the promise you made when we were 7?" You chuckled, "Of course I do love." She climbed onto your lap, and leaned in for a kiss.

She lays down on the couch, pulling you with her as your hands wonder around her body. You tried to get up but yuna made sure she had a grip of your shirt, "they could be home any minute." You whispered whilst your lips pressed onto hers. "So we better be quick," She smirked in reply. You got lost in her touch, and started to unbutton her jeans.

" SHIN YUNA!" Her mother and father shot through the door, and at that moment, both of your hearts sank. Her dad came charging at you, throwing you onto the wall. "Now listen closely, for years I have treated you like my own, and this is how you repay me! When your mother and father died and I helped raise you this is how you repay me!" His grip shifted onto your neck "Dad let her go!" Yuna tried to protest, you shot her a look, pleading with her to not argue. The last thing you needed was yuna hurt. "You're lucky I don't fucking kill you with my bare hands pervert!" He spits in your face, kicking you out.

It had been three days, three whole days. You didn't move from your bed, but you also didn't sleep. You just laid there, contemplating on if there was a reason to live anymore. You quickly got snapped out of your thoughts when you heard banging on your door. You immediately shot downstairs when you heard yuna's voice pleading with you to open up.

You let her in, wanting to speak up but not knowing what to say. Until, she finally came closer to you, and you both broke down.

" I'm moving back to korea." She spoke after minutes of crying. You couldn't help but smile a little, thinking of Yuna following her dreams of being an idol. "Hey, soon I will see you on tv!" You tried to make her laugh, gently wiping her tears away.

"I don't know how to live without you y/n." She gently spoke as she fell deeper into your arms. "I don't know either." you whispered back, pressing your lips on her head. "I do know that I will keep the promise though," Yuna slowly shifted, in awe of what you were saying. "I promised you Shin Yuna, I will forever be yours."

"So will I Y/n...So will I." You grabbed her hand and kissed it. "You should go before your parents realise you're gone and pack sweetheart." You felt your chest light up in flames but decided to save you both the extra pain. "My yuna, my idol." You wiped your tears away and picked her up from the floor.

"No matter what happens in my life, I will always love you. That is something that won't change." Yuna smiled gently at you as you absorbed each and every word.

The girl you loved more than anything, the person you loved more than life; she was gone. You did not just lose her, but you lost yourself that day.

ONE YEAR LATER

*Y/n's pov*

"Y/n?" Your best friend gently spoke. "Don't you think your eyes had enough staring at that little screen."

"I don't want to talk right now, I just want to watch tv." Your best friend sighed at your response knowing that you spent your hours in bed, watching every single Itzy video and performance.

My Yuna, my pride and joy. There she was again, lighting up my screen so effortlessly. I wanted to stop loving her, but how could I do something I was destined to do.

*Yuna's pov*

"Unnie, I am so nervous!" Chaeryeong squealed to Yeji. " SO AM I!" Ryujin yelled back as we laughed at their pure excitement.

"SH! They are announcing it now!" Lia hushed them, we began to listen closely to the presenter. "And the award goes to.... DALLA DALLA ITZY!" My mind shortly went blank after that.....

"Don't know where you are right now y/n, but did you see me on tv? " I mumbled to myself as I, yet again, had to fake another smile for the cameras.

#kpop #itzy #itzy x reader #girlgroup x reader #girlgroup x y/n #shin yuna #yuna #lia choi x reader #itzy yeji #yeji x reader #chaeryeong #ryujin #yuna x reader #yuna shin x y/n #idol x reader #yuna icons #itzy x y/n

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millylouedward · 1 year ago

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Iris Kelly Doesn't Date - Book Review

In the famous words of Ruby Sutherland, "Read queer all year."

I am gay. So is this book. We are a match made in heaven.

Iris Kelly Doesn't Date has two main lovers, obviously, and then a circus of side characters who aren't really relevant to the romance at all. And that's fine. It's like when you're a little kid in church and you have a crush on the girl in choir. There's a whole bunch of people singing, but to you, it's only you and her. I swear I'm not speaking from experience (but I will save my religious trauma for another day).

Last year, I went into my first day at a new job. They took me into a room to do fingerprinting because this was an office that required security clearance. I was already riddled with anxiety but ya girl was pushing through. I'd made it all the way to 11 AM. I was on a damn roll. And then, the fingerprinting scanner wouldn't accept my fingerprints.

I kept trying the three fingers that wouldn't take over and over again. I began to think, what if I'm stuck here forever? What if I won't be able to keep this job? What if I died and I'm in hell and this is literally hell? Next thing I know, my heart is racing. My vision is getting blurry. I'm sweating like a possum in headlights. I puke into the nearest trash can, in front of my new boss.

Suffice to say, this was the worst panic attack I'd ever experienced. So when Stevie practically puked all over Iris, I was like, damn, she's so me.

I love the GAD rep in this book. Anxious girlies unite! And what's crazy about that first big panic attack that we see Stevie go through, is that it feels so real. I didn't notice we were even heading in that direction until it happened. That's exactly what anxiety is like for me. I don't notice my frantic thoughts or my racing heart until my body warms and I feel the vomit coming up my throat. The author has such a strong grasp on what it's like to have a panic attack that I almost had to wonder if she got inspiration from me (she didn't).

Let's talk about the spice. And no, I don't mean nutmeg. Iris Kelly Doesn't Date is sexy. Like blushing, covering my agape mouth, looking away from the screen sexy. I had to shield my screen from my cats for fear that their baby eyes would be exposed to such nasty smut, I mean that in the best way possible. I don't really read books for the smut though. It's fun and all, but I'm here for the romance damn it. I want to see this couple defy all odds to be together!

Ashley Herring Blake, I love you and your writing, but this book is too long, there are too many things happening, and there are too many characters. I get it, the fans want to see everyone from the previous books return. But I had a difficult time remembering who was who outside of the famed Delilah, Claire, Astrid, and Jordan. Everyone else was a blip to me. And between the play, the fake dating, the sex/romance lessons, the anxiety, the book writing, the New York, the Malibu trip and Adri stuff, there were just too many plots, none of which were fleshed out enough. Neither Stevie nor Iris really have the time to think and feel and take control over their stories because so much stuff is just happening to them. I like that in a YA adventure, but not so much in an adult romance. It was a lot to follow for me. I think if the author had cut some of these side plots down and fleshed out the others, it would've been a 5 star read for me. It's still 4 stars though!

Folks, this concludes my Goodreads reading challenge. I cannot believe I made it all the way to 52 books this year. At some points during 2023, I really didn't think I would make it all the way. But here we are, 52 whole books. I'm not done yet, though! I want to finish the PJO series before the year is up and maybe get through Chalice of the Gods. I have a couple library books available now too but had to delay those so I could finish this one. Keep an eye out for my best books of 2023 list soon!

#bookish #booklr #books #books & libraries #book quotes #new books #bookworm #book review #reader #reading #review #romance books #smut writing #bright falls #delilah green doesn't care #astrid parker doesn't fail #iris kelly doesn’t date #ashley herring blake #goodreads

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sk8termikey · 7 months ago

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Chapter 7 of 21 Questions

better interface on wattpad

"Your boyfriend texted!" Alex called for her best friend who was in the kitchen, as the phone lit up from a message from Matt🍂.

"My hands are full of batter girl, just tell me what he says and maybe reply for me if it looks important", Lily replied as she was cooking. "And drop the boy in front of friend, unless you put a fucking space between the words.

As she used her fingerprint to unlock Lily's phone, Alex looked at the notification – she didn't want to actually open the message in case it could wait, fearing that she might leave the boy on read. She had been joking for the past month about Lily and her new friend's relationship since she discovered that he went out of his way to send a picture to Lily. This had been enough proof for Alex to start teasing her best friend about a possible romance – pretty pictures of the sky were in fact Lily's love language. Both girls did know it was just for fun, the same way they would qualify famous people as theirs when it was their ultimate celebrity crush.

Furrowing her brows at the phone in front of her, Alex didn't know whether to qualify the text as important or not.

Matt🍂

If I asked you to hide a body for me, would you?

Alex went to the kitchen where Lily was and read her the text, which led to the brunette letting out a laugh.

"Oh my god this kid I swear to god". Lily couldn’t stop laughing as she thought about an answer. "This sounds semi important lol but just tell him that of course I am always down to hide a body, I know a few tricks."

Alex laughed as well – more to her friend's reply than the actual subject – and wrote back a message, trying to imitate Lily's writing style. The two girls influenced each other a lot regarding their texting habits and the way they spoke, thus making it easy for Alex to fake it. Before sending it, she thought it could be funny to actually hold a conversation with the mystery guy as she had only heard about him and still needed to check if he was a good person for Lily.

Matt🍂

If I asked you to hide a body for me, would you?

Heya, your girl's bestie here

Obviously she would

Dw ab it

Thanks for the reassurance haha

You're the famous Alex?

I am, yes💃🏻

Glad to know I'm known even in whatever state you're in

I'm here to check if you're legit bro

Check all you want

I like to think I'm a good person

Well

You did ask help to bury a body

This doesn't help your case

Well

According to you, your "bestie" would help my case

Nice one

Ig talking for a couple of months led to you guys knowing each other

Yeah, it's fun getting to know Lily

She's really kind and we get along well :)

Friendship test then

You ready for it?

Go ahead

Simple questions to see if you deserve the honour of taking her time

Her favourite colour?

I know this one

It's purple

But she told me she actually doesn't have lots of purple things in her life, mostly blue

Wow bonus points

Yes!

I'm sure I can manage the rest

We'll see, pokemon boy

Her favourite food?

One of the first things we talked about

I remember bc I don't like sushi

So it's this and pizza i think

I-

I'm gonna ignore you not liking sushi and give you the point

Hmm next question

Do you know where we work?

Like our job

Yeah, a café right?

With books

She loves talking about it

She just loves talking about you in general because you're related to her passions

And also being the closest person to her

Damn this girl is absolutely getting the best birthday ever

She deserves the world

Ig you pass the test matty boy

Ok what

Unsent

The fuck is this nickname coming from

Unsent

We're just chilling, no need to panic

Unsent

Cool cool cool

Wait i kinda need a retake tho

What

Why

Idk her birthday??

I don't think we ever talked about it

That just means you'll never steal my best friend title

But yeah it's next week actually

Well in less than a week technically like in 4 days

Thanks, I'll wish it to her then

You better

I'm gonna delete the last texts so that she gets your text as a surprise

Counting on you bro

Of course, I won't let you or her down

As she deleted the last dozens of messages between her and Matt, Alex then put down the phone and looked up to see Lily smiling at her.

"You were having fun?" Lily asked her best friend. "I couldn't hear you for ten minutes and you looked like you were having fun."

"Oh". Alex was almost embarrassed to be caught enjoying a conversation with her friend's new friend. She shrugged it off and slided the phone back to its owner. "Just checking if the kid deserves your friendship."

"And? What's the verdict, judge Alex?" Lily playfully teased.

"Well, I guess he's not that bad. I trust you and you would have dropped him if he wasn't someone you liked talking to."

Lily's smile grew bigger at Alex's replies and took her arm to lead her to the couch as they would watch TV while waiting for Lily's desserts to cook.

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A few days later and on the eve of Lily's birthday, Alex had everything planned: she was prepared to give her best friend a wonderful twentieth birthday, starting the day before with their out-of-work-coming-back-to-home ritual. As always for the last months, Wednesday meant a new video from the Sturniolo Triplets and Alex had prepared a comfortable scenery for Lily. The couch had been specially opened as a bed, with several blankets carefully folded on it. Snacks were ready and dinner was on its way as Alex had ordered some of Lily's favourites, which were pizza and sushi – damn Matt did get it right, Alex thought back to her conversation with him a few days prior. She hoped he could be part of Lily's happiness tomorrow, and maybe for a while after. Lily had always wished for simple birthdays. The sheer fact of knowing the people she loved took the time to think of her on this day was enough to her. Lily only needed her favourite people around her; just a day spent with her loved ones was the only gift she wished for and this is what Alex tried to stay faithful to, although a couple of surprises felt deserved for the special occasion.

As usual, Lily was coming home almost an hour after the video came out and Alex wasted no time to welcome her friend at the door. She took Lily's bag to put it down and closed the door behind them.

"Now now, just do whatever I say and don't ask questions", Alex ordered Lily who could only comply.

The blonde led her best friend to the bathroom and to Lily's surprise, a bath had been drawn along with a few candles. Pink bubbles could be seen floating on top of the bath and Lily couldn't help but smile. It had been a long day at work – one of those rude customers who were unable to accept that their order was not ready within two seconds after having asked for it – so the girl had been exhausted and her mood started to lift up due to this pleasant surprise.

"I don't want to see you for at least the next half hour", Alex warned her friend. "Enjoy this and stay in it until your skin gets fucking wrinkles, okay?"

Lily nodded with a quiet laugh and got ready to enter the bath as Alex left the room, not without putting on a bit of music to help Lily relax.

Exactly thirty-one minutes later did Lily go back downstairs to see Alex setting up the freshly arrived food on the table in the living room. Lily definitely appreciated the bath and the calm music, but she had felt lonely and only wanted to come back to her friend so that they could do their weekly tradition in honour of a new vlog or challenge from their favourite triplets.

Lily saw the TV already set up to play this day's video which was entitled Chris forced us all to do COLD PLUNGES – it sounded even more chaotic than the previous videos and Lily knew it was possible for them to achieve that.

The two girls sat on the couch and put the food between them as the video started. What was a given from the title is that the triplets were going to bathe in ice cold water and so they had to go to the supermarket to buy ice. As they didn’t find enough – well in Chris’s opinion, the youngest triplet decided to ask if they had more in the back when they were paying. Luckily for them, the cashier managed to bring them more ice, which Chris thanked him for as he put them all in his arms.

“Damn, I feel cold just watching him with all this ice,” Lily said as she shivered. She had always been prone to being cold and getting sick easily so she knew the whole video was going to make her feel uncomfortable even though she wasn’t the one doing the activity with them.

Alex laughed at her friend’s comment and they started laughing even more when Chris wished for more ice, thus getting his brothers to go to another store and ending with a cart full of ice per Chris’s request.

“Okay, this is definitely too much ice like I gotta agree with Nick on this one”, Alex said as she was matching Nick’s apprehensive expression.

“Yeah for real”, Lily approved. “Chris is gonna regret saying that it’s never too much.”

After the bathtub was filled with ice and ice cold water, the triplets were finally ready to do their “cold plunges” as Chris tried to motivate himself by having to pretend to be a can of pepsi. Funnily enough, there had actually been a can of pepsi right before this. Therefore, Chris was the first to go in and he did regret it as he was barely able to put his feet in the bathtub. Followed Nick who imitated Chris with a spider-like position above the bathtub but did not end up fully in – unlike Matt who absolutely did not care and managed to get most of his body in the water.

“I. Am. amazed right now”, Lily commented as she was curled like a ball with a blanket around her. “I don’t know how he accepted the idea and succeeded in doing that. I would surely want to kill my brothers for this crazy situation.”

Alex hummed in agreement with her best friend and they both gasped when a couple of minutes later, Nick also fully went into the bathtub. The two girls then started laughing along with Matt and Chris as Nick ran into the shower while being shocked from what he had just done. After the middle and youngest decided to give it one last try, Lily couldn’t help but comment:

“Wait, I just noticed, is Chris the only one without tattoos?”

“Yeah, Nick and Matt both have an almost full sleeve but Chris doesn’t have any for now”, Alex explained. “I don’t know if he’ll ever get one but he would look great with a couple honestly.”

“I totally agree. And I absolutely love Nick’s and Matt’s tattoos, I might have to look at them more clearly to get a few inspirations for if I ever decide to get tattooed.” Lily was in awe of the triplets at the moment: since she started to follow them, Lily had to admit that they were all good-looking and tattoos really added something to their charm. “Also if I can say, Matt is slaying with the beard.”

“Right?” Alex exclaimed. “That was such a good move from him and I hope he’s gonna keep it for a while.”

As the girls kept talking after watching the video, Lily was feeling so much better. The simple things like spending time with her favourite person and eating her favourite foods were all Lily could ask for to enjoy life.

The night being still young, the two girls decided to watch some of their favourite Disney movies, such as Cars or Inside Out. They had a passion for animated movies that quickly brought them together when their friendship had started and everytime a new movie would come out, they would go see it together at the cinema. Lily and Alex had had this routine for a few years and none of them would ever trade the way they lived.

It was finally the actual date of Lily's birthday. As she had already spent a really nice evening the day before with Alex, she wasn't expecting much when she woke up. Obviously, everyone at the café had been giving a day off as the four coworkers were planning to maybe hang out to celebrate Lily's twentieth birthday.

As it had happened last year as well – since the two girls started living together, both Lily's and Alex's parents called her to wish her a good day and catch up on what was new. The two families had been close since the two became best friends and would often have get-together, even as Lily and Alex moved out from their family houses.

After an hour spent talking to her parents and "second" parents, Lily received a message from the group chat with her friends.

gc: Caffeine addicts💃🏻💃🏻

Alexxx🫶🏻

Okayy guys

Everyone meet at noon at our house

We're going out :))

Luke🌈

Will I drive the whole way or be able to leave my car at yours?

Bc if i do, i need gas💀

Alexxx🫶🏻

Well-

That'd be great bc I'm not making my bestie drive on her bday

I'll pay for it even

Or you drive our car idk

Luke🌈

Kk, I'll go now

And no need dw<3

I'll regret not having gas and forgetting in a few days i know myself

Jade🌱

I'll be there, see you soon!!

Why am I only learning ab it now??

Where are we even going like

What's the dress code??

Jade🌱

Wear smth normal

It's gonna be chill, don't overthink

Okay😭

@Alexxx🫶🏻 where are you btw?

Alexxx🫶🏻

Just went to give back a plate to the neighbour

Yk she cooked us the muffins last week

Oooh ye i remember

Ig I'll get ready then

What Lily didn't know is that Alex was absolutely not at their neighbour's. The plate had been given back a few days ago already but Alex took the opportunity of Lily forgetting to use that excuse. In reality, the blonde was at the bakery to get the birthday cake she had ordered: Lily's favourite, which was a triple chocolate cake with some fresh fruits on the top.

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When she came home, Alex was right on time as Lily was descending the stairs. Alex went up to her best friend to wish her happy birthday for the tenth time – she had already said it the day before as a pre-birthday celebration, then at midnight, then she had sent a couple of texts to Lily during the night. The two girls hugged for a few minutes then let go as it was almost time for their friends to arrive. The four of them were all used to being punctual so it wasn't a surprise when at five to twelve, the doorbell rang. Lucas had picked Jade up as they were living near each other. Lily being ready and Alex having prepared what she needed earlier in the morning, they all decided to go. As agreed, Lucas drove his three friends to the secret place – secret only to Lily obviously – and for the whole ride, he had let the birthday girl choose the music, which was a once in a blue moon occasion for Lucas was very picky with what type of music was played in his car. Well, today was a special day and Lily took advantage of it.

After a ride full of pop music, the four friends arrived at the Weeki Wachee Spring State Park. It was not just a simple park, but it was filled with attractions and animals, appealing to both children and adults. Alex had purchased tickets knowing how much Lily loved nature and just walking around while admiring the beauty of the world they had the chance to live in. Speaking of the devil, Lilt was ecstatic when she realised where they were. She had been wanting to go there for a while but never had the chance so she was really excited to finally visit it. The weather was perfect for a day out and Alex knew it was because her friend brought happiness and warmth everywhere she went, just like the sun would.

After checking in, the group let Jade guide them as she had been to the place a couple of times and knew exactly where to bring Lily to make her have the best day ever. Lucas had brought some food and so once in a while they would just sit on a bench to eat as they appreciated what Mother Nature gave them. For the whole afternoon, they simply walked around and as Lily was smiling at every turn, her three friends could only be happy as well that she was having an amazing day.

As they were leaving the park due to it closing and coming back to Lucas's car, Jade suddenly gasped.

"Oh my god fuck–"

"What's wrong?" Lily immediately asked, afraid that her friend was in trouble.

"Oh sorry, I was just looking for my cardigan in my bag. I was so sure I packed it," Jade explained.

"Wait, do you mean the one you had on yesterday?" Lucas tried to confirm. "The brown one?"

"How did you know?"

"I'm pretty sure I saw it on the couch in the break room", Lucas replied.

Jade faced her friend as if he had revealed the world's biggest secret to her. The sad expression on her face was enough for Lily to react.

"Well, tomorrow is your day off so that would mean you won't get it back till Saturday. We can get it before coming home if you want, it's on the way." Lily suggested as she didn't want one of her friends to experience an issue.

Jade quickly thanked Lily for offering and so they all decided to make a quick stop by their workplace. Little did Lily know, she was so predictable that this whole conversation had been rehearsed and planned by her friends. Indeed, they knew the brunette would never let Jade go home without her beloved cardigan – which was actually at the café, but Jade didn't give a fuck about it as she could literally come get it the next day even if she didn't have a shift. It was usual for one of them to just come to the café and act as a customer who was absolutely not working there.

When they arrived at the café, Lily was the first to leave the car and take her keys to open the door. She was fully expecting it to take five minutes maximum as she just needed to go into the break room, take the cardigan and come back outside so that her friends didn't have anything to do – which was still according to their plan. As a matter of fact, when Lily entered the main room where most of the chairs and tables were, she actually stopped in her tracks and wondered why some of the chairs were down. Had she forgotten to put them all on the tables when she closed yesterday? To be sure of what she thought she was seeing, Lily turned the light on and was faced with a surprise. Nothing could have prepared her for the huge sign that was reading HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY and the heart balloons over the counter.

Turning back to the door through which she entered, Lily was met with her friends all smiling and singing to her. How had she not seen it coming? Lily had just expected the afternoon at the park to be the only thing they had planned, along with a small diner back at her house. She was still harbouring a shocked expression when Alex quickly slipped behind her to go open the fridge and took out the cake she had bought this morning. As she lit up twenty candles on the cake, Alex, Jade and Lucas started again to sing to Lily. When the cake was put down on the only table without any chair on it, they all sat down and told Lily to make a wish, which she did while blowing out her candles. Following some laughter during the explanations of how Alex had lied this morning as well as how Lucas and Jade had come in early to decorate the café, the four friends enjoyed the cake and discussed some memories of previous birthdays they had experienced together. Although Jade and Lucas had only been working with Lily and Alex for less than two years, it was enough for the four of them to develop a close bond.

After they finished eating, Jade, Lucas and Alex went to the break room to retrieve the gifts they had for Lily – plus the brown cardigan that Jade remembered. They all gave their presents to Lily, who started crying when opening them – emotions are really overwhelming sometimes. Lucas had bought her new headphones as her old ones stopped working a few weeks ago. They were decorated with heart and flower stickers which Lily found adorable. Jade, as a fan of crafts, had made her a set composed of a mug, a plate and a bowl that were all painted with Lily's favourite colour. Finally, Alex had bought her a Care Bear – the "Tenderheart" one, which was perfect to symbolise the girls' relationship. Lily thanked them all for their friendship and told them how glad she was to have them in her life as she hugged them first individually then decided she wanted a group hug.

Lily would never trade her friends for anything else and as she came home with Alex after bidding goodbye to Jade and Lucas who had dropped them off, she realised that another friend of hers was starting to be also important to her. Indeed, as she hadn't checked her phone since they left the park, Lily saw that she had actually received a birthday message a few hours ago from her new friend Matt, which brought a smile onto her face.

Matt🍂

Hi, I hope you had/have a good day

Just wanted to wish you a happy birthday, enjoy your twenties :)

Thank you so much omgg<3

How do you even know?

I don't remember ever mentioning it

Or i just have a bad memory-

It was actually your friend alex who told me

When she replied to me a few days ago?

Ooooh

Makes sense

So, did you enjoy your day?

Yess it was so fun!!

My friends organised me a great day, i love them sm

Good to know

While we're at it, I need to know your birthday now

It's only fair🤷🏻‍♀️

Here we go

Unsent

Hmm ok ok a random date far enough from now

Unsent

Oh yes of course

It's november 6

Not very soon

I'll remember it :))

It's a bit late for me rn so I won't stay up long but thanks again

It was nice to know you thought of me

No problem

You're kinda in my thoughts lately tbh

I've been binge watching gravity falls so yeah haha

Oh haha

A man of taste

You know me!

Well i won't keep you awake so have a good night

Thaanks, you too

Talk to you soon

Thank you for reading. Votes and comments are always appreciated if you like this story :) The story is co-written w @/little_grapejuice on wattpad

#chris sturniolo #chris #christopher sturniolo #nick stuniolo fanfic #nick stuniolo #nick sturniolo #nick #matt sturniolo fanfic #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo #matt #fanfic

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struggle-but-its-all-ocean-floor · 5 months ago

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I'd simply say it's the difference in timeline cause i have seen ALOT of tweets during seven as well as Golden as well as fri(end)s as well as rpwp and during HOTS too. it's the same accts tweeting. Most difference would come from solos and ppl who has biases. For example i follow this one acct on twitter and they seems to be rl bias. During rl's music i saw them tweeting so many times about everything regarding the album like streaming, records, achivements, sales, analysis etc etc. but now during MUSE release i have seen just two tweets from them. one was "I love when jm dances" and another was "I want the acoustic version now" that's it nothing else at all. they talk more about what's going on in k-pop than the current album at hand. I see more tweets of mhj nd hybe drama from them than anything related to jm but as long as U're not hating on the I'm fine.

That's one of the reason in many others.

One thing i have also noticed is the more you make records the more tweets are there on the tl. in past i used to interact with big army accts so i used to see them on my tl alot but now i don't nd i hardly see them on my tl and I'm pretty fine with it. idk if they're talking about muse or not even lol.

About the treating jm underrated artist so pushing him more then I'll say all this time armys have underestimated jm. despite knowing he's atleast 3rd popular member all i have seen during face is how great and big jungkook and taehyung's solo albums are going to do. i have seen comments under jm's achivements as "This is just jm now imagine how jk and Tae's albums will do, oh they gonna EAT" from literally army chart update accounts and I'm swearing on whatever god i belive i have seen those comments from big accts as wel as other armys. None of them were expecting jm to do well and be that first korean soloist to get #1 on Spotify, #1 on hot100, #1 billboard artists. i remember this one pjm getting dragged in their qts by again update accts when that pjm said let's get jm #1 on hot100 and all armys up in their qts were laughing at them saying it's impossible for solo members to get it. i have seen one update+ shooter acct saying "girl it's good to aim high but let's be realistic now but do you know who can give us that #1 hot 100 ? jk x jb" lol these were the comments i have seen during face and i won't forget how everyone undermined jm's chart success despite him always doing the best chart wise among all members. Armys goal for jm was never #1 but it was top 60 on hot 100, it's only when they saw prediction acct's prediction they thought we have chance so I'll always give a big chunk of success of that #1 to jm's solos than armys. Not saying armys didn't help of course they did.

About jkk then there's nothing more for me to add cause what you're saying is what it is, has always been. wished it would change along the years but it never did and after chapt2 it's never going to change but has fuelled more hatred towards jm and jk together is all.

It might be my timeline. I follow Jikook and that one famous Jimin dance accounts so my "For You" page actually has a surprising number of Jimin solos. But I'm not fully convinced about your point. The members do not all get the same attention. ML and Yoongi get more support and enthusiasm for sure. People are not mass buying and streaming at the same level. Obviously, the most popular members have stronger solo fanbases, but even ot7 Armys are biased and there is a lot more enthusiasm for releases Armys know can break records vs. those that have no shot.

About underestimating Jimin, you're right, because his fanbase (solos + Jimin biased) is much stronger than I thought. But I disagree with some of your points. It's natural that Armys didn't expect that #1, but they moved fast when they realized there was a shot. They wouldn't have aimed for a #1 with JK either had he released Golden first. And after Face did so well, it's also kind of natural to expect that Golden and Layover could do better, because the fandom generally improves and achieves more with each win (at least for ml). Golden did do better than Face and Layover did pretty well for that kind of album tbh. The company also more or less improves with each cb.

But thanks for sharing your opinion. I still don't know what's real or not because it depends a lot on what you see on Twitter, but it's true that I misjudged the power of a strong solo (+Jimin biased) fanbase.

#ask #bts #jimin #thanks for the ask!#text

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storytimewithnova · 1 year ago

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HEY IT'S SHONA

Long distance relationships are always hard Especially if you're dating a musician Especially if that musician likes to sometimes play away (hint hint have Affairs) and the girlfriend is stupidly in love to take him back every damn time well it happened again and this time she wasn't planning on taking him back at least that was the plan

word got back to shona that semi again was having an affair so she thought this is the last time its over and she was going to tell him that

in sho and semi's PMs

youtube

Shona:🎶Hey it's Shona, don't you worry about the city I play your music, Close my eyes and it feels like you're right here with me every time Baby I miss you but it's fine, I swear I'm fine🎶

semi is online

Semi:songbird?

Shona's thoughts 💭why did that nickname feel like a stab to the heart

Shona:🎶I read an article about you in the paper Said that you were gaining traction and Your music's made you famous like it should Doing things I always knew you could Doesn't it feel good🎶

Semi:oh forbes magazine published that and yeah but it was thanks to you honey

Shona:🎶Oh you're far away from me But oh I know that you're happy That's how things should be Yeah that's how things should be🎶

Semi:no it shouldn't songbird what is this about

Shona:🎶I keep that picture of the two of us together In that shoebox in my closet, I look at it so much it's tattered on the ends And I wonder when we'll meet again Will you hold me then?🎶

Semi:wait why does this sound past tense like you aren't going to see me again

Shona's thoughts 💭because I'm not

Shona:🎶Oh you're far away from me But oh I know that you're happy That's how things should be Yeah that's how things should be🎶

Semi: 💭wait is she talking about the affairs shit shit shit she is leaving me this time for real i messed up

Shona:🎶I know a thousand miles is far So thank god for those late night calls And letters that you write me every day And yeah our friends make fun of us But we know they were at the end of the day when we thought our love was strong enough to stay🎶

Semi:🎶Baby I can promise you the first time I laid eyes on you I knew my world would never be the same And you're to blame🎶

what semi didn’t know is Sho had got on a plane a few nights ago after learning about the affair and left their apartment she is no longer in Japan

Shona:🎶Hey it's Shona, thinkin' 'bout you from the city And I'm counting down the days until I've got you right here with me by my side But until then I'll close my eyes And dream about you every night I'll love you from New York tonight🎶

Semi:NEW YORK!? you're in new york

Shona:yeah I left after i found out about yet another affair Eita i love you but i can't i can't keep doing this

Semi:songbird please i will change i will stop please

Shona:prove it i don't want to keep reading about all these woman Only to feel like I'm the other woman at home

Semi:I'll prove it I'll change anything

Shona:come find me in new York

semi did everything to change and win shona back he even brought a ring and was on the first flight To New York after kenma told him where to find her he went to the place she worked which was a little café he asked for fortune cookies and one with a specific thing for sho then he walked to sho

Semi:hello my song bird

Shona: Eita

Semi:I'm here to prove to you that I have changed like you asked Also are you on break now so we can talk

Shona:I am and we can

a waitress comes over with the fortune cookies

waitress: Oh sho this lovely young man paid for these and this one he asked for you specifically

sho looked at semi then the cookie suspiciously before breaking it and was shocked at what she just read

Semi:well songbird what does it say

Shona: will you marry me?

sho turns back to semi who is down on one knee

Semi:well will you i want to be commited to one girl my playboy ways are over i swear

he presents her with a ring

Shona: YES!!!!

semi puts the ring on her hand as the people in the cafe Erupted Into cheers and applaused the couple semi stayed true to what he said he was done with his playboy days he married sho and they we happy they actually now live in new york where sho runs that little cafe where semi proposed to her they still go home to japan to see their friends and family but they were happier now then ever

. They had learned from their mistakes and grew stronger as a couple. Shona's decision to leave Japan and start fresh in New York turned out to be the best choice she ever made.

Months passed, and their love for each other only grew deeper. Semi worked hard to rebuild Shona's trust and showed her every day how much she meant to him. He never even considered straying again because he couldn't bear the thought of losing her.

Shona continued to support Semi in his music career, attending his concerts and cheering him on from the front row. Being by his side brought her joy, and she felt proud to see him shine on stage. Their love for music brought them closer together and became the foundation of their relationship.

They couldn't deny the challenges that a long-distance relationship presented, but their love withstood the test of distance. They made every effort to visit each other as often as they could and communicated daily, filling each other in on their lives and dreams.

One day, while sitting in a park overlooking the New York skyline, Semi turned to Shona with a glimmer of excitement in his eyes.

"Semi, what's on your mind?" she asked, curious about the sudden change in his demeanor.

"Songbird, I've been thinking," he began, taking her hands in his. "I know we've talked about this before, but I want to make it official. I want us to be together, in the same city."

Shona's heart fluttered with anticipation. She had hoped for this day to come, but she didn't want to get her hopes up. "Are you suggesting... that we move in together?"

Semi nodded, a wide smile spreading across his face. "Yes, I think it's time. I can't imagine my life without you, and I want us to build a future together, free from the distance and insecurities. New York has become our home, and I want us to make it official."

Tears of joy welled up in Shona's eyes as she realized that their love story was taking another beautiful turn. "Semi, I would love that. I've waited for this moment for so long."

And just like that, they made plans to find a place they could call their own. They spent days searching, exploring different neighborhoods, envisioning a future filled with love, music, and togetherness.

Finally, they found the perfect apartment - a cozy, sunlit space that felt like a sanctuary. It became a place where they discovered new rhythms, harmonizing their lives in perfect sync.

As the years went by, Shona and Semi's love deepened even further. They supported each other's dreams, enjoying a life filled with music, love, and adventure. Their story served as a reminder that love truly knows no boundaries or distances if two hearts are committed to making it work.

And so, their long-distance journey turned into a lifelong adventure, filled with ups and downs, laughter, and tears. But through it all, their love remained steadfast, unbreakable, and more powerful than they ever imagined.

Their story, once filled with the trials of a long-distance relationship, had now evolved into a beautiful symphony of love, resilience, and family devotion. From the brink of heartbreak, Semi and Shona had forged a bond that was unbreakable.

Years later, as the twins grew into vibrant and talented individuals, the family found solace in the melodies and harmonies that filled their home. Music became an integral part of their lives, with Semi nurturing his children's love for it through gentle guidance and inspiration.

The sound of laughter and music echoed through every corner of their household. Whether it was impromptu jam sessions in the living room or heartfelt performances during family gatherings, their shared passion connected them on a deeper level. Moments were captured and treasured, each memory etched into the fabric of their lives.

Semi continued to pursue his musical career while balancing his role as a loving father and husband. His touring days became more intentional, ensuring that his time away from home was limited and quality time with his family took precedence. Shona supported him wholeheartedly, her unwavering love and devotion a constant pillar of strength.

The twins flourished under Semi and Shona's nurturing guidance. Encouraged to explore their own musical talents, they blossomed into skilled musicians, each with their distinct style. The family often found themselves huddled together around a piano, their voices blending seamlessly as they harmonized and created timeless memories.

As the twins entered their teenage years, their aspirations began to take shape. The world became their stage, and Semi and Shona cheered them on from the front row. Their love and support knew no bounds, fostering an environment where the twins felt safe to chase their dreams.

With Semi's guidance and expertise, their children caught their first big break, performing alongside their father on some of the world's most renowned stages. Their talent shone brightly, but even more striking was the love and unity that radiated from the stage, capturing audiences' hearts.

Through the highs and lows, laughter and tears, Semi and Shona remained steadfast in their commitment to each other and their family. They weathered storms and celebrated victories together, their love serving as an unbreakable foundation.

Their story was a testament to the power of love, forgiveness, and personal growth. From the heartache of long-distance struggles, they had built a life based on trust, understanding, and steadfast devotion. Each day, they woke up grateful for the journey that had led them to this point – a place of genuine happiness and a love that had transcended all boundaries.

And as the years rolled by, their family grew and flourished, their love story intertwined with the music that had brought them together. Their legacy extended far beyond the confines of their small café in New York, resonating in the hearts of those who witnessed their extraordinary journey.

Semi and Shona's tale became an inspiration to others, reminding them that love could conquer even the most daunting of distances and that, with resilience and dedication, a symphony of love could be crafted from the fragments of a broken heart.

And so, they continued to live each day, embracing the ever-changing rhythms of life and cherishing every moment as a family. Their hearts were forever intertwined, their love story a harmonious melody that played on, carrying their legacy through generations to come.

In the end, their love had prevailed, transforming their lives into a vibrant and enduring symphony that would resonate for all time.

#Youtube

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a-strange-familiar · 2 years ago

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HIS MEMORIES - HS

A/n : Oh my god! This is the first time I'm ever writhing. I always enjoyed writhing. I used write journals and small stuff but never posted because of my insecurities. But today I wanted to throw all of them aside and do it.

Please forgive me if there are any mistakes, this is my first time. Please feel free to send your feed back and It would be sooo great of you reblog.

Warnings : lil swearing, angst , mention of sexual intimacy.

Pairing: Actress!Y/n and Harry

Summary: you and Harry broke up few months back but still love each other . And after all these months you see him again in a party. All memories you tried to push back in your head came back with a powerful speed.

(*The paragraphs in between in italics are flashbacks *)

part 2. part 3

HOPE YOU ENJOY . <3

You released a sigh and took another sip from your drink.

Industry parties can be fun, at the same time they can be a exhausting and overwhelming, especially for a introvert person like you. You came to the party like an hour ago. First fourty minutes you tried to socialize and stuff. But that's your limit. Your social battery drained and you have no more energy to socialize, but still you have to. Till date you wonder how the hell did you ended up here with your introvert personality. But that's what fate is.

You have been in the industry for a good three years and you did amazing job to prove your self. You got few awards and got nominated to few prestigious awards , amazing following on social media and a good reputation in industry. But still you feel like a new comer when it came to these kinds of situations. You feel so intimidated by all the famous actors, singers and other industry members. You feel so little while comparing to everyone. That's one of the thing that your manager Taylor don't like. She always tells you be confident and believe that you deserve everything you have now and don't belittle yourself.

That's one of things you like in Taylor. She is really confident, and you want atleast ten percent of that.

" Y/N !" your thoughts are immediately got cut by hearing your name from a familiar voice.

You turn and see the person who called you. And you spot none other than of one of your close friends in the industry, Gemma Chan. You smile at her and she gave you big grin back and gave you a big bear hug.

Gemma is one of your first friends in the industry, you did a film with her 2 years back when your new and from then she is your friend and a big sister.

"Look at you girl, you look amazing " she said by giving a once over and looking at your black sheer drees your wearing which have a slit on left which is showing your entire leg perfectly .

You giggled " Thank you, but look at you Babe. You look stunning" She is really stunning, she is wearing a beatifull tight pink bodycon dress.

"So Y/n , how are you? "

"I'm good, I'm amazing actually. "

"I hope I can believe you." She said In a sad tone.

You released a sigh "Gemma , I'm really good. Look at me I'm fine , totally. "

She looks at you in disbelieve but didn't prolong it." If you say so."

"Soo, you ready? I thought you wouldn't be comfortable for this yet . But here you are ."

You had no clue what she is talking about. You chuckled. "Gemma , what are you talking about,? Am I ready for what? "

Her eyes went wide . She opened her mouth to say something but closed again. After few seconds she asked " You didn't know? Shit ! " It was more like she is saying to her self.

" Didn't know what? " you asked in confusion.

"He is going to be his tonight. He will be here by any minute from now."

And with that everything around you came to a halt. All the memories you kept buried in the back of my mind for 6 months hit you back like a flood.

He is going to be here? Of course he will be here . After all he is HARRY FREAKING STYLES. It's your dumbness for thinking that he won't be here. He is one of the biggest and famous singers in the world, obviously HE WILL be in a big party like this.

You look back at Gemma " um... I- I didn't know that"

"Obviously you don't know, or why you'll be here? So now what are you gonna do ?"

"What will I do ? I'm not gonna run from the party because of him ."

" No , not like that . Are you gonna talk to him?"

" I don't know Gem , I genuinely don't know. This is so... fucked up."

She kept her hand on your shoulder "I know Babe. It'll be fine . Don't do anything that you'll regret later . Just do what your heart says"

You looked down at your feet "yeah" you said in a defeated tone.

Then you heard a loud voice calling Gemma . You both turned your head and looked at a guy who is one of Gemma's friends.

She looked back at you and said " Look, I'll be back . Or you can come with me near my friends .I don't want to leave you alone in the corner. "

You shook your head "No ,no it's fine . You go, I'll be fine. I'll come after a bit."

"You sure?" she asked in disbelief.

You just nod.

She just nod back. Give you a small peck on your cheek and left.

With that your alone again with your own thoughts. But this time your more dreadful.

You are going to see the person whom you loved with your entire soul. Your boyfriend for 1year 3 months. A person whom you thought you will spend your entire life with. A person who you still love , and maybe you will love forever.

You are going to see your ex boyfriend whom you still love , after 6 months for the first time after you broke up.

You and Harry met each other for the first time in a premier party of one of your very first films. He was the guest. That's where you met him. You had an undeniable crush on that man for so long. You are a big fan of him . That's one of the reasons why he was there at party that night. Your director know that you love him , so he thought it would be nice gift for you if Harry came.

And it was amazing . Harry is an amazing person not only on stage and infront of camera but also in real life. That night you saw him entering into the party , while giving everyone his signature dimple smile. And it was hard for you to not to fall on your knees at the sight.

You were looking at Harry who is walking into the party. There are many other celebrities around but still he stood out. He is just spreading his charm around. And you feel all the eyes around are on him . I mean can you blame them ?And just like that he was in front of you .

Your director Christopher Nolan. Introduced you to him . Harry worked with him too in past. They were so close and that the reason why Harry came to the party without a second thought.

Once you were introduced to Harry your eyes immediately met with his beautiful jade green eyes . People were right, he has some kind of magnetic attraction in his eyes. He extended his hand towards yours , you hesitantly gave yours. You both shake your hands and instead of leaving your hand he bought your hand to his lips and kissed the back. And all this happened while he is intensely burning his graze on you.

" Nice to meet you Y/n , I saw the trailer and it's fantastic " he said with a smile.

You blushed like an idiot and you mumbled a thank you.

And you both are having a small talk and people around you are also joining in between .

At one point in between the conversation he leaned in near your ear and his soft, delicate, pink lips are almost touching your ear and he said " you look so beautiful, you really are so pretty and I love your drees. " and he leaned back with a smirk plasterd on his lips.

You stood there all stunned trying to hide your blush and shock.

And after your first meeting you both kept in touch and both liked each other. And after a month you both went on your first Date. He came to your place and you both cooked dinner together, danced in the kitchen, and watched a film. In simple words you had a best date ever.

After 2 more dates you were both a couple . He asked you to be his girlfriend and you said yes in a heartbeat. And from then everything is a fairytale until it's not. You both kept your relationship in private, and it's a mutual decision. You were new to the industry and you are doing soo good with everything and breaking this news will give a big unnecessary attention. You both didn't want it . You wanted to be known for your work , not for being someone's girlfriend. So you both thought it would be good to keep it private for now and later after few days you can make it public. And only yours and his family members along with some of the close friends know about you both.

You both were madly in love. He said 'l love you ' into the 5th month of your relation. And you said it back immediately because you wanted to say those words for a long time but you thought you will freak him out. So you kept to yourself.

And suddenly you came out of your thoughts . And you realised that your drink is empty. And you want to refill it.

You just started to look around seeing everyone socializing and having fun . And you smile to yourself while looking around.

And then your entire world stopped. You met with those pair of beautiful green orbes that you were love in with once . You still are in love with.

He was looking at you. He is not just looking at you, he is looking into you. Like he is looking into your soul. His expression is unreadable. You can't figure out what he was thinking.

How long has he been here ? Is he looking at you for so long? Are you that lost in your thoughts that you didn't even see him.?

Whatever it is, now he is here. Standing a few feet distance from you looking at you while having a conversation with someone.

You can't take this any more. You just can't.

While looking at him all the memories came back. All His memories came back.

You remember the days when you both made love . When he was deep inside you , his lips to your ear breathing heavily and wishpering sweet nothings into your ear.

You remember the days when you both used to cook together and dance in the kitchen.

You remember the lazy Sunday mornings when you both were lazy to get up early. He used to refuse to get up and you both ended being in bed till noon.

You remember taking showers together, and baths. You remember him massaging your scalp with your favorite shampoo.

You remember when he said 'I love you' for the first time.

You remember the times when he used to sleep on you chest and your hand tangled in his curls gently massaging it. And the way he used to whine and complain when you stopped.

You remember the the way he used to sleep on your chest and suck at your nipples even when your not having sex. It helped him to sleep better.

You remember the way you both used miss each other because you were far from each other at the other end of the world for work.

You remember your late night talking in the balcony, because he knew exactly how much you love it.

You remember breaking up with him , both of you crying and bawling. You asking him to not to leave you. Begging him to be with you.

You remember you first kiss and your last one. And all the once in between. You remember each and everything you did together.

You remember everything, because you didn't forget anything.

Fuck . Seeing him now you can't take it anymore. All those memories are coming back.

You waited for him. You know why he broke up with you . He thought he did what's best for you, but that's not his decision to make. You waited for him all these months , you thought he will come back and take you back to him . But that never happened.

Actually you still are waiting.

You tried to move on but couldn't. How are you supposed to move on when a piece of your heart will always beat for him , no matter what ?

All the pain and sadness turned into anger. You can't take it anymore. But there is one question in your mind .

'If he come and apologise now and asked you to come back , will you? '

And you can't be here, you made your way to the balcony, which is your spot at any party. If anyone wants to find you they should first come to the balcony.

Once you entered into the balcony cold winter air hit your face. And you stand there admiring the nature. While you stand there you can't help but think about him.

You and Harry are sleeping on his bed. You are sleeping on your back and his head on your chest just the way you both like. His hands are wrapped around your waist and your hands are in his beautiful chocolate brown curls , massaging .

You both are in comfortable silence, you can hear nothing other than your soft breathings. The room is dimly lit , but you can still see his features very well.

"Baby? " He was the first one to break the silence.

You hummed back in answer.

He lifted his head so that your eyes are meeting , you give him a small smile.

"I want to tell you something, but you can't freak out" He looked nervous.

And you were nervous too , you don't know what he was about to tell you.

"What is it baby? You can tell me what's wrong "

He looks soo nervous, like he is about to break down. But he took a long breath and said those three words which you are dreading to say for soo long and wanted to hear for so long.

"I love you , Y/n"

You were so shocked to hear him say that. Tears are already building in your eyes. He got more nervous by the lack of your reply . He quickly got up and tried to loosen the situation.

"You don't have to say it back , I just wanted to say you because I mean it .I wanted to say this for so long but didn't have enough courage. But you don't have say it back. Take your time. I'll wait, I'm right here. I-"

You cut his rambling by slaming your lips to his , your action caught him off guard but quickly he reciprocated with same amount of passion. You both kissed for so long and you both were out of breath. You rested your forehead against his . You both are looking into each other's eyes and breathing heavily.

"I love you too , Harry . I love soo much. " You confesed out of breath.

"You do ?" He asked you in disbelief.

You just nod and pecked his lips.

He grins ear to ear " say it again, please baby I want to hear it again "

You smile so wide "I love you Harry , I love you soo fucking much"

He closed his eyes let a deep sigh in content. "I can't get enough of you , I love you, baby"

Your thoughts are abundantly stopped by the sound of a pair of foot steps. You don't even have to look back to see it's him. You know it's him. And by every step he takes his familiar perfume is hitting your nose. And you swallow the lump in your throat.

You are going to do this . You are not weak. You can face him and talk.

And when the foot steps came to a halt. You can feel a presence behind you . You took a long breath and turned around to see your Harry. Maybe not yours.

You met with his beautiful face and magnetic green eyes. Again you can't read his expression. It's not cold , but its not warm too.

He opened his mouth and it felt like heaven to hear his voice for the first time in 6 months .

" Hey Y/n".

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Thank you for reading this. It meant a lot for taking your time and reading it. Please don't mind my mistakes. This is my first time writing. Feel free to send feed back. It means a lot for me if you hit reblog.

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Lost in Assistance - Ch. 62

Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!Reader.

Summary: Y/n is a professional celebrity's personal assistant in Hollywood got hired with two years contract to be the assistant of the famous and talented Elizabeth Olsen / Lizzie by her manager. Both Y/n and Lizzie hate each other since day one, and they have mutual friend. One is as stubborn as the other, will Y/n stay when Lizzie gives attitudes and tries her best to make her quit before the contract ends?

Warning: fluff, angst, smut (in future chapters), swearing words ( +18 only)

I do not own any pictures, name, brand, song titles or anything that I used in this story.

A/n: Hi lovelies! Here's Ch. 62 that has a lot going on in it! Thank you @stonemaxx for helping me with this chapter. Buckle up buttercups! Happy reading!

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Aubrey gasps. "That little bitch! What is she doing here?!" She half whispers angrily. "I don't know. All I know, I have to talk with her!" Lizzie answers in gritted teeth and scurries towards Gwen who is putting in her groceries into her trunk.

Gwen finally feels a stare and presence close to her. Surprised with who she sees, she asks "Uh Elizabeth, Aubrey, can I help you?"

"Can you please stop?!" Lizzie asks furiously yet still trying to hold the rest of her anger.

Confusion written all over Gwen's face. "Stop what? What did you mean?" Her gaze jumps back and forth between Lizzie and Aubrey. "Oh, stop lying, you little bitch! You think we don't know what you are doing?!" Aubrey takes her turn in confronting the dark haired woman.

"Look, both of you are the ones that come to me and act like lunatics. So who's the bitch? You both need to calm the fuck down, okay?" Gwen starts to raise her voice at the girls.

"How can I calm the fuck down when you haven't stop bugging y/n's life?! I'm not going to let you ruin her life once again, so you better stop doing what you are doing and stay the fuck away from us." Lizzie's pulse slams in her neck as she tries to warn your ex.

Gwen's gaze and facial expression turns softer, wrapped with concern as soon as she hears your name. "Ruin y/n's life? I didn't do anything! Is y/n okay? Please tell me that she is okay."

“Save it, Gwen! Don’t act like you still care about y/n when you are behind all of the stalking. You better tell Benjamin to stop stalking Lizzie and Y/n. I swear, Gwen, if something bad happens to them, I will come find you and drag you myself to jail!” Her temples throbbed with rage.

“Stalking? Benjamin? What the hell are you talking about? Benjamin is not even here anymore. He got deported and banned from coming back here! So stop accusing me shits and tell me what’s going on?! Is y/n okay?” Gwen explains and lets out her frustration at the same time.

Lizzie and Aubrey look at each other as soon as they hear her explanation, they both looked so disquieted. Their anger instantly replaced by distress. At this point, they think it’s better to talk with her in a more calm manner instead of letting their rage get the best of them if they want to figure out who is the stalker.

“Oh my God, can any of you tell me if y/n is okay, please?!” The shorter woman pleads. “Y-yeah. She is okay. Uh–lately someone has been stalking either me or y/n and it gets worse. Y/n told me that the person reminds her of someone you know, Benjamin.” The blonde explains in a calmer manner.

“Yeah, so we thought that you had something to do with all this.” Aubrey added and Gwen noticed some remorse on Lizzie’s face. “No, I have nothing to do with it. After I broke up with..” She pauses to ease her sadness and guilt thinking about what she did to you in the past.

“After I broke up with y/n, he asked me to be his girlfriend but I told him I never had any feelings for him and I’m getting married. He got all mad at me and acted crazy. My dad found out about it so he fired him and made him get deported and banned from coming back here. Since then I never see him anymore. It’s impossible for him to come back here, so I’m sure it’s not him.” More details come out from Gwen about what’s going on.

“Fuck, if it’s not him then who is it? Oh my God, this just gets more complicated.” Fear splinters Lizzie’s heart and it’s obvious to see. The blonde pushed back her hair off her face in frustration.

“Look, I understand if you both think it was me after everything I did. I won’t blame you. I know I've lost my chances with her and there's nothing that can change it but I still care about her and I wouldn’t do such things to her.” Gwen expresses her feelings to the two women in front of her. Aubrey scoffs sarcastically. Lizzie nudges her arms right away as her reaction to it.

“What? Liz, I can’t trust her right away after everything she did to y/n. Hell no.” The brunette answers her best friend as she glares at Gwen.

“I know Aubrey, I just want us to focus on figuring out who the stalker really is.” Lizzie replies. “Yeah but she is still on my suspect list until we really get proof that it’s not her.” A stern tone covers Aubrey’s statement and leaves no room for Lizzie to argue more.

“It’s okay, Elizabeth. I deserve it. I won’t bother your life with y/n and I will try my best to help but please let me know if something happens.” Gwen pleads as her eyes get teary and her hand grabs Lizzie’s. “I-I will. Thank you, Gwen. We are leaving now.” She nods at her and being the kind person she is, she feels bad for Gwen.

Lizzie turns around and walks away. “Come on, Aubrey. Let’s go home.” Aubrey follows her but she turns around one more time and gives Gwen a “I’m watching you” gesture before she leaves with Lizzie. “Aubrey, don’t tell y/n about this, please. I don’t want her to get more worried.” Aubrey nods and hums in agreement.

On the way home, your woman’s mind can’t stop thinking and worrying about you. Her mind keeps wondering who the stalker is. The more she thinks about it the bigger her concern grows. A thought pops up in her mind but she tries to deny it. She tries to distract her mind by thinking about the plan of posting a live statement on her social media about today’s crazy news related to you.

She calls you on the way home to make sure that you are okay and to check where you are at. She told you that you are coming home and Aubrey is coming to visit. You told her that you are meeting Mitch at your house to take care of some stuff and you can meet them there.

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Your doorbell rings. You open the door and see your redhead best friend’s smile. “Hi, love! I miss you!” Mitchel walks in and gives you a warm hug. “Mitch, I miss you too. How are you?”" You return his hug.

"I'm good. I saw what's going on everywhere on the internet about you. I'm so sorry babe. Are you okay?" Sympathy lays across Mitch's face as he holds your hand.

"Yeah that sucks. He is a jerk. That's not what happened." You explain and continue telling him what happened.

"Oh my god, that was horrible. Very shitty move. I can't believe the stalker is still after both of you too." Both of you take a seat in the living room.

"Aaw. Ash just did a live video talking about you and gave a statement about what really happened between you and the paparazzi. That's really sweet of her. People's reactions are positive too!" Mitchel tells you as he shows you his phone.

You check it out and smile. "Yeah, she was really nice. I should mail her something as a thank you."

"Oh, talking about mail, there's mail for you. My assistant found it and since you were not there, she gave it to me. It doesn't say from who but here you go." The blue eyed man hands you the mail.

You furrow your eyebrows and instantly think that it's weird. You open it right away. It makes you sick in your stomach and wakes up the tiny hairs in the back of your neck as soon as you find what's inside.

"What the fuck?" You can't believe what you see. A few pieces of polaroid pictures of you and Lizzie at the airport from this morning. Yeah, from this morning.

"What? What's in it? Let me see." Mitch asks with a huge curiosity.

"Lizzie's gonna freak out about this." You pass him the pictures. "Wow, this is crazy! It seems like he wasn't that far from you when this picture was taken. He was kinda behind you two." Mitch looks at the pictures in terror.

"Yeah if you notice that it was at the baggage claim, so it means—" You pinch the bridge of your nose.

"He was on the same flight with you both? But how come? How did he know which flight? He is a hacker or something?" Mitch finished your sentence and came up with questions.

"I don't know. It's either that or he is a psycho." You answer as you cover your face with both of your hands.

You raise your head as soon as a thought pops in your head. "He knows where I work too. This is crazy. It was probably Clint, so he works together with the stalker?"

"Could be. But I doubt that it was him who dropped the mail off, because I told the security guard to pay attention and not let him be around the office at all, especially since he came to your mom's funeral." The redhead thinks through his theories.

"I will talk about this with Lizzie when she's home." You nervously bite your nails.

"Baabeee! I'm home!" The voice of the woman you love made its way to be heard. It draws a smile on your face. "Yes, baabee. We are home!" Aubrey try to make fun of both of you being all lovey dovey like a couple. You shake your head playfully after hearing her voice knowing what she meant. "We are over here, love." You answer as you collect the polaroid pictures and put them back into the envelopes.

"Hey, sweetie. Hi Mitch." Lizzie gives you a peck kiss on your lips shortly before she gives Mitch a hug. Aubrey greets you and Mitch as well.

"Liz, did you see what Ash posted?" You ask. "Yes and we are going to do the same thing." The blonde answered right away.

"We? As in you and—" You ask while you internally hope that you are not involved or saying anything in the video. You are worried that you would say something or do something that would make the situation worse for Lizzie.

"Aubrey and I, honey. I know what I'm going to say." She answers and smiles at you as she holds your hand and her thumb gently strokes the back of your hand.

You decided to tell Lizzie about the mail later after she is done posting her statement.

Lizzie and Aubrey are sitting together in front of the set up phone camera. “Ready, Liz?” Aubrey asks and she nods to her. You are sitting on the couch in front of them with Mitch.

“Hi, everyone. It’s me, Lizzie. Today, I’m with Aubrey.” Aubrey waves. “What’s up y’all Lizzie’s fans!” She greets with her antics. “The reason Aubrey and I are making this live video is because of the rumor that I found today about my assistant, Y/N Y/L/N. I would like to say that what was written in those articles wasn’t right. It is not what happened. Y/N didn’t do anything to the camera of one of the paparazzies that day. It was all an accident because Y/n, Ash and I were all trapped by them while we were waiting for our car. We didn’t mind signing and answering questions from them but the questions started getting too personal and inappropriate especially from one of them whose camera fell ACCIDENTALLY. So the point is I just wanted to clarify that Y/n didn’t do things that were mentioned in the article and as you can see from Ash’s social media post as well as a proof of what I just said. I hope this will help to clean her name. Thank you everybody and Aubrey will address her thoughts as well regarding this matter.” Lizzie proceeds her statement with a seriousness in her face.

“Thank you, Liz. Y/n has been my best friend for years. I know her very well and I can assure you that such behavior that was written all over the internet is false. She is a very lovely person. We love her so much.” Aubrey finishes her statement. You notice Lizzie looks nervous that you thought that her anxiety starts to bother her but then you see her smile slowly showing up. It soothes your heart right away.

“Yes, yes. We do. I do. Let me tell all of you one more thing…” She paused and blush slowly creeping up to her cheeks around her smile. “I’m sure all of you have been questioning or wondering what has been going on between us. To answer those questions, I want to say that yes, Y/n and I are together. We just started dating not too long ago, probably like a month or so.” Your heart skitters when you hear her voice telling the world that you are together. Joy welled up in her heart, you didn’t expect that she was ready to announce about both of you. Your best friend next to you gasps loudly from the news Lizzie just announced. Aubrey covers her lips in surprise with both hands, squealing in excitement. “I think we should call y/n to sit here.” The older actress suggests.

“Oh, yeah yeah. Of course! Sorry, guys. I’m all nervous now. I’m not gonna lie. Uh Y/n? Can you sit with me here please, babe.” She asks as she looks at you and smiles.

Aubrey stands up to give you her space to sit. Lizzie giggles, happy that you are sitting here next to her. She grabs your right hand and lays it on her lap as she entwines her fingers with yours. She looks at you dearly before she looks back to the camera and continues. “Being around her for a while makes me see how wonderful, adorable and lovable a person she is. I don’t know when exactly the feelings grew but all I know right now is I am in love with her and I’m so lucky to have her in my life." Her eyes flicks between you and the camera as she finishes her sentences.

You are nervous but on cloud nine. The woman that you love just told everybody that she is in love with you. You smile at her, words can't come out of you as if you are hypnotized by her until she asks you "Y/n, do you want to say something or say hi to everybody?"

"Oh uh me? Uh y-yeah yeah. Sorry, love." You stutter as you turn to the camera. You take a deep breath. "Uh, Hi everybody. As you know, I'm y/n. I'm Lizzie's—" Lizzie quickly interrupts you. "Girlfriend." She giggles.

You smile from ear to ear followed by a giggle as well. "Yes, I'm y/n and I'm Lizzie's girlfriend. I wanted to say that I saw your comments and support about what the news said about me. We appreciate it so much." You said.

Meanwhile Aubrey and Mitch watch everything in awe. Both of his hands try to fan his face as he tries hard to hold back his happy tears. "I'm so happy for them. They are cute together. I'm glad that we finally got them together."

"I know right. It took quite a while for these two idiots to realize their feelings. It was worth the wait though." Aubrey replies as she wraps her right arm over Mitch's shoulder and she raises her left hand for a high five with him.

You and Lizzie are finally done with the video. “I hope you didn’t mind the surprise when I announced about us.” She smiles at you with a little concern if it was too much for you. “Oh no, Liz. Not at all. Yes, it was surprising but sweet at the same time and thank you for doing all that.” You give her a peck kiss. Both of you giggle.

“Aaaww. You guys are so cute! I knew you both would be perfect together! I really simp for both of you.” Aubrey smirks. “Congratulations you two. I’m happy for you both! I’m not crying, you are.” Once again, Mitch is struggling keeping his tears in. “There.. there.. Mitch. Is it that time of the month?” Aubrey jokes around, teasing Mitch as she pats her back. Four of you laugh.

All of you spend more time together in the next few hours, talking about anything and everything. As the conversation goes further, you decide to tell Lizzie about the pictures in the mail. As soon as you are about to say something, a loud shattering glass sound makes its way to be heard in the living room.

“What the hell was that?!” Aubrey asks instantly, shocked by the sound. “It’s–it’s that from our window?” Liz asks as she looks at you with furrowed eyebrows. A line appears between her eyebrows. Your forehead creased and your eyes widened. “I–I don’t know. Maybe.” You answer as you stand up to go to check it out. Lizzie grabs your hand and says “I’m coming with you.”

“No, Liz. You stay here.” You grab the fireplace poker kit. Mitch stands up and follows you. You nod at him. Both of you walk slowly and very cautiously. Your heart starts to race, intense silence fills up the room in no time.

“Oh shit!” The only reaction that could come up right after you found something in your sight. You look all over the floor. “O..M..G!” Mitch exclaims. “What is it? Is everything okay?” The girls stand up and walk to you swiftly. “Uh yeah, it’s just that my window is fucked up now. Watch out for the glasses, Liz.” You answer as your eyes keep searching for more clues.

“What the fuck just happened? This is crazy!” Aubrey comments after she sees the mess. “Someone just threw something to the window.” You said and you turn your head as soon as you see her point in one direction. “Y/n! Look at that brick over there!”

You quickly search the mentioned brick and find it close to the corner of the wall. You pick it up and notice that the brick is wrapped with a white envelope. "It looks like a letter." You said as you opened the letter and you read it.

"My dear sweet perfect Lizzie, you are still as beautiful as always. I still watch all of your movies and come to the events wherever you are. I adore you more and more. I notice that you even still wear the same perfume that I really like. I love you but I saw your video today, it was very disappointing that you picked that bitch Y/n over me. She picked you over her ex only for your fame. She is a terrible person. You deserve someone better than her, sweetheart. I know that she is not who you want, I know you want me, you want us. Don't worry, gorgeous, I will fix it and make everything work for us to be together. I'll take care of EVERYTHING."

Everybody watch your face expression turns to a mixed of terror and disgust after you read the printed letter. Your stomach turns, fear slowly scratches deep internally. You are afraid that Lizzie's in danger.

"What does it say?" Your girlfriend asks. You didn't answer, you are so lost in your thoughts and fear. "Y/n, sweetie? Are you okay? What does it say?" She comes to you and you hand her the letter. "It's for you and I'm really concerned about this. We have to take this to the police." You try to answer her as calmly as you can, hiding how worried you are about all this and her safety.

Lizzie reads it together with Aubrey and Mitch. Three of them look terrified. “Y/n, do you think this is the same person who left the mail?” Mitch asks as he looks at you, thinking about his theory. “Mail? What mail?” Lizzie asks as her gaze flicks around from Mitch to you and back to him. She turns her head very fast as soon as you answer her.

“Someone left an envelope with my name on it and no sender at the office. I was going to show you but then this happened.” You hand her the envelopes at the same time you are explaining to her. Aubrey’s hand is faster than the petrified yet confused Lizzie to grab it.

“Oh my god, this is from —- from this morning?! He was this close behind us?” Her hand is a little shaky while holding the pictures as she lets out a panic question. You are speechless to answer her. You are too busy to lie to yourself that everything is going to be okay. You know that this is getting out of hand but you force yourself to calm down and stay focused.

You hold her by both of her upper arms as you look into her panic stricken green eyes. “Lizzie, love, don’t worry. I won’t let anything happen to you no matter what, okay? We’ll report this to the police and we just have to stay together as much as we can. I won’t leave you if I really don’t have to.” You patch a fake smile for her and she nods.

“Do you think Clint has something to do with this?” Mitch tries to help on figuring things out. “I don’t know Mitch, he might have something to do with this. Even if he does, I’m sure he is not alone. He is a dumb alcoholic, he doesn’t have enough braincells to plan this kind of stuff.” You answer.

“Oh my God, Liz, do you think Robbie and Clint work together on doing all this?” Another possibility pops up in Aubrey’s mind but she gets no answer from her best friends. An alarm rang in Lizzie’s mind. She is deeply lost in her own thoughts, thinking about something or more about someone but once again her trauma forces her to deny it.

Aubrey’s voice calling her name for the third time finally brought Lizzie back from her daze. “What? What did you say, Aubrey?”

“I said, do you think Robbie and Clint work together on doing all this?” Aubrey repeats in a slower tone knowing her best friend is a little out of it. “Uh I-I don’t–I don’t know.” She stutters. Seeing her look out of it and terrified, definitely makes your stomach knotted. Worry gnawed at you and fear twisted your gut but you kept it to yourself. You really don’t want to make her fear turn worse if she sees or knows how you really feel.

“I just called my office to check on the band’s manager’s assistance. She said that the band is still on tour and he will be back here again in the next few days. So I’m pretty sure it’s not him.” He answered in confidence.

Frustrated with all possibilities you could think of that leads to nowhere, you storm out to your driveway and your eyes observe the surroundings as you scream in vexation. "Come here you, coward!!! You got a problem with me? Show yourself!" Rage poisons your veins. Your breathing falls into a fast pace after you scream as if you are running low in air.

"Y/n, sweetie. Calm down, okay." Lizzie tries to calm you down while she slowly pulls you back into the house. "Look at me, I don't think he is here right now. Why don't we just go to the police station, right now? So they can do something about this." She adds as she tucks your hair to the back of your ear. You nod.

You both decided not to wait any longer to take this to the police station. Aubrey and Mitch couldn’t agree more with both of you.

_____

“Okay, Ms. Y/L/N and Ms. Olsen, both of you are not sure since when the stalking started?” Officer Oliver Burton asks both of you as he types all the information he got. “Correct but we noticed that it gets worse lately.” You agreed.

“Do you suspect anybody behind all this?” Oliver asks another question. You nod and you tell him about Clint as detailed as you could. “Any other names?” The tall older man asks you two. He sees Lizzie’s unusual facial expression despite her shaking her head while he observes the letters and pictures as the evidence.

“Yes, I do have two names but I’m not sure about it since the letter shows huge interest in my girlfriend here.” You second guess yourself. “Go ahead, tell me. The more information we can collect the easier it leads us to the clues.” He puts the evidence in and he is ready to type more information.

Once again, you try to tell him detailed information but as soon as you start to mention Gwen and Benjamin, Lizzie interrupts you right away. "Officer, Gwen and Benjamin have nothing to do with this."

You turn your head swiftly, perplexity appears in your face after you hear what she said. "And, what made you sure about that, Ms. Olsen?" Oliver stops typing to ask her.

"Yes, Liz. Why? Am I missing something here?" You squint your eyes as you lock your gaze at hers.

"Because I talked to Gwen. I saw her and I went to confront her about this. I—" She explains and you cut her off. "You what? How come I didn't know about this? She's still here? Was Benjamin there with her? Liz, you could've been in danger. What were you thinking?" You ramble with rows of questions.

"Ms. Y/L/N, let's give Ms. Olsen, her chance to talk?" The officer suggests.

"Babe, calm down please. I will explain, okay?" Her green eyes look at you as she holds her hand trying to give you comfort. It worked. You are slowly calming down. Lizzie continues telling you and the officer what happened at the parking lot.

"Okay, thank you Ms. Olsen for the information. So, the main suspect now is Clint and he might work with somebody else who is behind all this. For Gwen and Benjamin, even though you said that she told you she has nothing to do with everything, they are still on my list. So there's no more suspect that you could think of?" He explains and asks one more time.

"I think that's all, officer. Thank you so much for your help." You answer but the pit of your stomach falls when you hear what Lizzie says now.

"Actually, I–I have another name, from my past." She swallows hard, anxiety swirls around her. Internally hoping that this particular past of hers won’t repeat itself. “Who is it, Liz?” Your mouth feels dry. Oliver looks ready to add another name on the list.

“It’s Damien Walker.” She bites the inside of her cheeks. She couldn’t believe that she would say that name again. A name that gives her chill and sweat trickled down her spine. “Is he your friend? Family?” He squints his eyes as he asks. “No. No. No. He is someone that I wish he never existed. I–I–I don’t even want to say his name ever again.” Her green eyes were covered with fear and distress in a split second.

As silence starts to float around, she continues. “He–uh– he was my stalker. Five years ago, he stalked me so bad that it drove me crazy. He made my anxiety get worse. He is one of the reasons that I don’t trust new people.” She looks at you as if she explained why she didn’t want you to be her assistant back then.

Her eyes meet Oliver’s as she tells more about Damien and she looks at you every now and then. “He followed me everywhere, he kept finding where I lived or where I was no matter how hard I tried to hide or move secretly. He did the same thing with pictures and letters but I think if it’s really him, he definitely gets more aggressive than he was before.” Lizzie explains in terror from a terrifying memory lane.

““Ms. Olsen, take your time, take a deep breath. You can tell me more when you are ready. Did you report this to the police?” Oliver scrutinizes everything. “Yes, yes I did. I filed a restraining order against him.” She nods multiple times.

“You saw his face in our picture. Why didn’t you tell me anything about him? Does the man look anything like him?” You ask with an unease and distress wrapped tone.

“I don’t know, Y/n. I don’t know! It’s–it’s–It was 5 years ago. I didn’t really see his face when all the craziness happened. I only saw his face once when the cops finally got him. I forgot what he looks like. I didn’t think it was him until I found out it wasn’t Gwen or Benjamin and this picture and mysterious letter thing happened.” She takes a deep breath after rambling with answers for you.

You can see how scared she is just from thinking back on the memories. You feel really bad for her, it for sure fills you with worry. You are concerned about her safety.

“Okay, okay. Uh anything else both of you want to add?” He questions. Both of you shake your head slowly. “Okay, I will check on your restraining order file and I will check his information. I will work on it and will call you as soon as I get more clues.” You both stand up and thank him for everything.

_____

You have been so quiet since both of you walked out of the station. No words escape from you. You sit on the passenger's seat silently, you are drawn too far in your notions about everything that happened today. You are still surprised with everything Lizzie said about Gwen, Benjamin and Damien.

The more you think about it the more you are wrapped in such agony, distress and fear that the psychos will get her hurt. You could care less about yourself. All you care about is her, and only her. She is all you have. Your chest feels tightened, your heart pounds and worry snaked through you. You are also angry with the situation, you curse Clint and whoever that is. Rage slowly fueled you.

“Honey, are you okay? You’ve been very quiet the whole time after we left the station.” She asks while she is focused on driving at the same time.

“Yes, I’m okay. How come you didn’t tell me that you met Gwen?” You ask in a low voice. “Well, I didn’t get the chance to tell you. I got home, we did the video and we hung out with Mitch and Aubrey. Then that psycho threw the brick. Do you think Oliver can help us figure out who the stalker is?” She answers then pitches a question right away, hoping you won’t talk about Gwen situation anymore.

Ignoring her question, you ask her once more. “Were you going to tell me about it? Be honest, Liz.”

"Honey, there are more important things we need to talk about—" She is avoiding to answer but you interrupt her as you plead. "Liz, please."

She takes a deep breath. "No, I wasn't but I have my reason. I don't want you to freak out and get all panicked or worried more about my safety. Turns out, I was right. You got all panicked and worried about me."

You scoff. "Of course, I got all worried. I love you and you are all I have. Who wouldn't be all worried when they find out that their girlfriend's life is in danger caused by a freaking psycho from the past? I didn't even know anything about him. Were you even going to tell me about him?"

She takes a glance at you then back to the road, she nods slowly. “Yes, I was going to tell you about Damien. The moment Gwen told me it wasn’t her or Benjamin, I know I have to tell you about him. Now, you know about him. I promise there will be no more surprises from my past. I hide nothing from you. I’m sorry.” You notice her remorse on her face.

“It’s okay, love. I’m sorry. I’m just so scared of losing you. I’m terrified that they will come and do something bad to you or get you hurt. Clint is a psycho and threatened me to hurt you just to hurt me and to know the fact there is someone crazier that will do anything to get you, I’m not gonna lie Liz, it scared the shit out of me. Everything is just one thing after another. We just can’t have a break. I just want a happy life with you.” You ramble again, then covering your face. Your voice starts to break. You shove your hair back off your face and breathe hard.

“Y/n, sweetie, calm down please. Take a deep breath. Everything is gonna be okay. You know what—” She multitasks between driving and calming you down as she tries to rub your back. As soon as an idea pops in her mind, she quickly makes a U-turn.

“Liz, where are we going? Our house is the other way.” You ask in confusion. “I’m taking you somewhere you need to be. Trust me, y/n.” She focuses on driving you as fast as she can. You nod in agreement. You trust her. She holds your hands and rubs the back of your hand lovingly with her thumb.

_____

She pulls into the parking lot and parks her car. “Okay, we are here. Let’s go, babe.” She smiles at you and kisses your hand before she gets out then goes to your door. You ask her as soon as she opens the door for you. “Love, why did you take me here?” Your stressful mind slows your brain and you can’t even decipher why she took you here.

“Trust me, y/n. Just come with me, please.” She offers you her open right hand, you oblige and take her hand. She helps you get out of the car. Both of you walk to the building hand in hand. Her fingers entwine softly with yours and she smiles at you as if it reminds you that she will always be by your side no matter what happens.

Both of you walk in and she talks to the front desk. She gets you a spot in the corner so it will be more private for both of you.

As you two are finally standing on the corner spot, she grabs a golf club and hands it to you. All you do is just look at her. “Lizzie, darling. I–I’m not in the mood to play.” She pressed her lips and tilted her head with her loving green eyes looking at you. “Who said that I want you to play? I want you to hit the balls. Like you always do when you are upset, sad or stressed. You have been through a lot and are very stressed lately. I believe it has been a while since the last time you were here to hit your emotions on those golf balls..” She tries to convince you.

That’s when it hits you. You were too stressed out lately, too busy thinking about all of them and you don’t remember that you usually do this to vent out. Everything has been too much for you that it almost broke you but you are grateful that you have the beautiful green eyed blonde woman that you love. She loves you so much that she remembers and helps you go through everything together. You are still here because of her. You look at her absentmindedly.

“Y/n, are you ready?” She pushes the golf club into your hand. “Uh-y-yes, love.” You take it in your hand. “Remember, y/n. Hit the balls and let everything out. Don’t hold back. Trust me, it will help.” She reminds you again as she slowly walks back, giving you the space and time you need for yourself.

You start to hit the first ball, then you hit the second ball harder. Your mind starts to replay everything that happened. From your mom’s death, Clint and what he did to her also what he did in her funeral. You remember his voice threatened you that he would hurt Lizzie, how he tried to run you over. Every hit you do to the next ball gets harder and harder as you also remember the paparazzi and the stalker, how close he was to hurt Lizzie a few times. All the creepy words printed on the letter and also the pictures. Your breath quickened. Hitting the ball as hard as you can has become your mission at this moment.

You grunt every hit. Your sadness, fear and anger starts to melt in one pot of your emotions. Your flesh prickled and your skin crawled thinking how disgusted you are of that stalker. You are so scared of losing Lizzie that rage swept over you. Your grief of your mom’s death hurts you. At this point, you hit the ball faster and aimlessly. The more you hit the more emotional you are. Tears start to flow slowly from the corner of your eyes. Your hands are shaking from all emotion and it even starts to hurt your hand from the impact of how hard you hit the balls many times in such short periods.

Your throat thickened with sobs. You bit back a scream, every breath you take feels like thousands of knives stab your heart over and over and over. Lizzie’s eyes got teary seeing the state you are in right now. Your hands start to feel numb and you slow your movement. You still try to hit more balls but your emotion starts to drain you out. You feel like you are in a spinning labyrinth where all the walls are closing in. Your mind turns fuzzy, your visions blur from tears pooling up in your eyes once more make you miss the ball and it upsets you even more. You try to hit and you miss it again and again. Until you give up and you fall on your fours crying with your head hanging low but you haven’t realized yet that you start to feel lighter.

Lizzie comes to you and kneels down with you, you flinch as soon as you feel her touch land on you. She tries once more to touch your back, slowly rubs your back when she notices you are okay with her touch. She then pulls you into her tight comforting hug. “Sssttt. It’s okay. It’s okay, sweetie. I’m here. Take a deep breath. Everything is gonna be okay. We have each other, I love you so much.” She whispers to you. You can feel her breathing and her whispers at the same time, creating a blanket of support and love you needed the most. You are sobbing silently on her shoulder, being the most vulnerable that other people never knew before.

After a little time passed, you finally calmed down. You take a deep breath once more and sniffle. “Feel better?” She asks as she keeps stroking your hair lovingly. She feels you nod slowly and weakly. You pull away from her hug and you look at her. She smiles at you as both of her hands cup your cheeks. Her thumbs wipe your tears away. Then kiss your forehead.

“Ready to go home?” She asks with her soothing voice. “Yes, I want to go home with you.” You reply. “Let’s go.” She stands up shortly before helping you to stand up and give you a bottle of water.

As she is driving home, you feel so much better and lighter. “Lizzie darling, thank you so much.” You look at her in huge gratitude. “You are welcomed, I know it has been a while since the last time you hit the balls like crazy there because you were jealous of me being with Robbie.” She tries to tease you.

“What? I wasn’t jealous at that time.” You deny it right away. She tilts her head as she rolls her eyes playfully. “Seriously? We are dating now and you still don’t want to admit it? Just admit it.” She teases you more. “Okay, okay. I was, just a little bit though.” You half heartedly admit it.

“Oh yeah? Tell that to those poor golf balls you hit that day. I wish I could find them so you can tell them.” She nonchalantly reacts to your answer and you laugh because of what she said. The laugh is contagious and she laughs with you. You never get enough of her laughing sounds that fill your ears and warm your heart. “Well, at least I was only jealous once. You? Hmm let me count how many times you got jealous?” You tease her back as you use your finger to pretend to count it. “Emma, Aaron, Gwen aaand Alice.” You mentioned the names slowly.

“Well, I’m not proud of that but yes I admit that.” She admits it at ease followed by her scrunches her nose. You look at her in adoration.

After a few minutes of comfortable silence, she calls you. “Sweetie.” You hum as your answer. “I was just thinking, since your house is not safe anymore and I don’t want us to be apart just to be safe, do you want to move in with me?”

You look at her in surprise but joy fills you like sunshine. “Yes, of course! I would love for us to live together. That way I can make sure you are safe too.” A smile lays across you and her face.

“I love you.” She said.

“I love you too, Liz.”

Ch. 63

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slashingdisneypasta · 4 years ago

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Total Drama Villains x Reader || Drabble Set

Plot: You forget to take a towel to the shower and only realise after the shower, so you open the window to stick your head out and ask whoever's out there (Hoping someone is out there) to grab you one but to your chagrin- there's just a villain.

Includes: Chris, Heather, Mal and Scott.

Warnings: Mmmm, I dont think so. Swearing? A kiss?

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All:

You slowly look around the room, very very aware of the fact that you're naked and cold in a room that does not have a great lock on it. "Ohhhhhh no." The words come out low and steady... but are just brimming with panic.

No. Towel.

No towel!!

Finally you gasp, covering the bottom half of your face with your hands and looking at the benches and the sinks in dread. You accidentally came in here without a towel!!

The sudden sound of footsteps out the back of the cabin rips a gasp from your throat and you lunge at the window, unlatching the lock and opening it to see who it is. Before you even stick your head out, you're calling for whoever it to stop. Please. Hold on! I need your help!

Chris McLean:

*You are an adult camper.

When you actually see who's standing out there, you groan. Chris McLean stands outside on the grass, hands in his pockets and an intrigued look in his eyes. He know's he's about to be amused, or he's going to amuse himself depending on what kind of trouble you're in- or what kind of help you apparently need.

"What's up?~"

"Nevermind."

"Oh no no no! Come on, you can confide in Uncle Chris, cant you?"

A whine tumbles out of you. Uncle Chris?? Grooooooooss. He see's and acknowledges your disgusted reaction to him calling himself that, but just giggles. He doesn't leave, to your utter annoyance.

What other choice do you have?? Rolling your eyes, you look down at your feet instead of meeting his beady eyes and wiggle your toes. And mutter suuuuper quietly, half hoping he doesn't hear you. "I forgot to bring a towel... and I really need one... " And, this part you say especially quietly. For seriously asking Chris fucking McLean for a hand would be akin to letting your dignity pack its bags and fly the coop. "... and would you please get one for me... "

"... Sorry, I didn't catch that. What didja say?"

Oh god. A little louder, you say shortly. "... I forgot a towel... "

Chris smirks at that, rolling back on the feels of his feet. "And? What would you like from me, Y/N?"

Finally too frustrated to keep playing this stupid game with the show's host, you snap your eyes up to his and cross your arms. "Fine! Damnit. Get me a towel, please."

Immediately, a cat like grin slowly spreads across Chris' face. Its the most evil thing you have ever seen.

"Now why would I do that when I could get Chef here to send in a buncha rabid bats with you and flush you out?" Christ teases - no, threatens. But then again, does he know the difference in the first place? - , that famous, alabaster white, terror instilling grin on his face as usual. "Now that's, good TV!"

You groan, head falling back on your neck, in frustration. "Chrr-ris!!"

"Ha ha! Well? What do you expect?" You cant argue with that, but you cans till groan again. "Okay, fine. I'll get you a towel! But what will you do for me, heh? Nothing comes for free."

"Oh, don't I know it. I've been on this show for 3 seasons now." For some reason.

"Heh heh."

"Fine, I'll... " Ugh, something for Chris... You blow air out of your cheeks slowly, in thought. What would Chris like? Well, he'd sure get kick out of you getting one of your friends hurt but that's sure as hell not happening. Finally, after a few moments, you get an idea. And scowl. "I'll be sure to drum up some drama for you. Good TV, right?"

"For sure! Promise?~"

Sighing, you lean tiredly on the window sill. "Oh, I cross my heart and hope to die." You promise him like he's a child, which he basically is. Chris McLean has got the maturity level and the intelligence package of a 7 year old on crack.

"Wicked! Heh heh, this'll be good. Okay, hang tight. I'll be back."

You smirk at his retreating back.

When he finally gets back and hands you a towel - a much nicer towel then what you and the other campers have been using. Which is nice? But also, you cant help but worry about what kind of strings might be attached to it, - through a crack in the door, you carefully wrap it around your body and tightly tuck it in.

"I'll want that towel back" He snaps, cranky. Why?? He could've just gone and gotten you your towel! "I imported that from Fiji!"

Of course he did.

Now you take a deeeeeeep breath, gathering all your courage, and killing the butterflies reeking havoc in your stomach. Then open the door again and grab hold of the front of Chris' signature teal shirt and wrench him close before he can walk too far off.

And you smash your lips together and slam your eyes tightly closed.

When you pull back from the kiss - a horrible, unpleasant, bad kiss, - you immediately wipe your mouth with your arm and let him go. But when you reveal your mouth again, you're for damn sure smirking at the stunned man. "Is that dramatic enough for you, Chris? A camper and the host? Scandalous- I bet we'll be front page news."

Then quickly you lock yourself inside the bathroom again, not really caring for his reaction- which only comes, finally, minutes later when you're half way dressed.

"DAMN IT Y/N!!"

Heather:

"Hm." Heather crosses her arms, an evil smirk on her lips- opportunity has knocked on her door. Or, the inside of the shower cabin. "You need something from me. Well! What will you do for me return? Hm?"

As expected. "I will vote for whoever you want me to at 2 different instances of your choice going forward. Except for myself, I wont vote myself out."

She thinks for a moment, but definitely looks pleased. "Three, different instances of my choice."

Fucks sake- "Fine! Just- please! I'm getting cold and one of the boys could come in here at any time and see me butt ass naked!!"

Uncrossing her arms and setting her hands on her hips instead, Heather laughs. "Oh- one of these boys? Shower? Haha. Have you smelled them??"

You blush darkly at her joking with you; At your worry but not your expense, before shaking your head of silly feelings and usher the pretty girl Heather, forward. "Go! Go! Get my towel already."

"Be right back." She rolls her eyes, heading off.

When she gets back, she reaches up to the window with the towel and you gratefully take it, beginning to dry off any drips from your body and get dressed as quickly as possible. "Thank you Heather!!"

"Mhm, yeah. Sure."

A few minutes later when you leave the door, Heather's waiting for you on the porch and you basically have a small stroke- jesus christ, why is she there!? STILL!?

"Oh, relax. I'm just cashing in some of your part of the bargain." She sneers, walking closer to you and pressing a sharp fingernail into your chest. "Dont forget, you owe me now."

"I remember Heather, we did this like 10 minutes ago."

"Good." She smiles, a tint of evil to it still. Pleasantly surprised that you're being so obedient. She leans back. "Okay, so Gwen's got to go. You got that? She's out. Vote for her and you're third done with your debt to me."

"Yes ma'am." You smirk, brushing by her and stalking off back to your cabin to put away your things.

Heather watches, hands on her hips and her own smirk on her lips. You might just be useful out of this bunch of losers. Not quite a diamond in the rough, but... better, at least. For sure. "Hm."

Mal:

"Oh- Mike!" You exclaim excitedly as soon as you see the lanky, dark haired boy. What luck!!

But then he slowly turns around; A dark, sinister grin on his face and hair over one eye. And your heart immediately drops.

This is not Mike. Neither is it Chester, Svetlana, Vito or Manitoba- any of which would have been just fine alternatives for this moment.

This has to be fucking Mal. You've met him before, and absolutely nevermind on the luck front.

"Nope." Yep- the grizzly, deep voice that responds to you can belong to no one other then Mike's chaotic evil alter. Shit. Shit, shit, shit. You continue to chant curses in your head as he turns around fully and comes forward, looking up with evil glinting in his eyes at you like a twisted Flynn Rider to your Rapunzel.

The kind that makes you rather stay inside your tower- its safer here then out there with him. You don't go out to meet the rabid pit bull!!

"Ummm, nevermind! Go about your business, I'm fine here. See ya!"

"Oh no. What'd you want from little Mikey?" He asks, crossing his arms and tilting his head to the side, cruelly inquisitive. You chew on your bottom lip. Damn it; You've peaked his interest. Fuck.

"Um... " The sound comes out quiet and insure as you look down at the grass before his feet instead of his face. You're so nervous. "Well, I... I forgot my towel before I took my shower, and uh... I was just gonna ask him if he could go get me one."

For a moment, he's silent. Your gaze flickers up to his face to see an utterly wolfish look on his face, eyes gleaming with mischief before averting your eyes again to the grass.

Then a loud puff of hard, unpleasant laughter escapes him. He doubles over, holding his stomach as he guffaws at your embarrassing situation. You roll your eyes and cross your arms.

"Oh shut up," You snap, bravely- making him cut off his laughter immediately and look at you. You dare to fucking talk to him like that? "Come on, go get me a towel, please!! I'll owe you one."

After a moment, he stands up straight again and crosses his arms. Yes, he could do something horrible to you right now to teach you not to talk back to him; but it looks like you're going to struggle without his help. All he has to do is watch! "Hmm, nope!"

"Come on!"

"Not gonna happen."

"Ugh." You groan, leaving the window and Mal and plopping down on a bench. Fucking bastard.

This is so awkward. Especially since you know he's still out there!! And he could send someone in at any time.

... Minutes later, and you're still dripping wet but now freezing fricken cold, a towel is flung in through the still open window and lands on the wet floor near your feet. Your eyebrows fly up your forehead, as you look from it in surprise and to the window.

Mal's voice calls through it. "There! Its no fun if you just sit and bear your punishment." Huff. You can just imagine the cute boy - the look works for Mike, but is just very odd on Mal, - crossing his arms and setting his jaw, or even pouting. His voice just sound sooo frustrated. "I'll get you another time, anyway. Everyone will go down, eventually."

"Oh... mhm, oh sure." I mean, I can at least listen to his evil babble since he got me a towel, you think as you start drying yourself down and getting dressed.

A moment after you've got your shirt on, the door is kicked open and Mal stands on the threshold, making you jump. "Jesus christ!- "

"Kiss thank you?"

"Get outta here!" Absolutely not!

Scott:

Peering out from the window, you nearly miss the boy leant up against the cabin beneath you, in fact you would have- if it weren't for his bright orange hair. You gasp, unintentionally getting his attention and smiling brightly when he looks up to find you. "Scott!"

A confused, yet somehow still evil expression paints his face. "Y/N?? What are you doing?"

"Well farm-boy, how do you feel about giving a lady a hand??"

Scott snorts, getting off the wall and stepping back to see you properly. "Lady? I don't see any lady here."

Oh- Bastard. You look back into the bathroom before disappearing from the window for a moment before returning, and promptly clobbering him with an empty shampoo bottle. "You see her now!?"

"Ugh... yeah." He grumbles more malleably now, much more open to suggestion as he rubs his forehead. "Sure, now I see her... ow."

Now you feel a little bad. He looks so pitiful when he's in pain... and yes he's a rat but... its still not okay to hurt someone. You aren't Chris. And also you're getting colder and colder as the water drips unimpeded down your skin and maybe its making you soft. "Ohh... okay, I'm sorry."

He glances up at you, surprised at your apology. "Ahh, no problem, I guess... " Did someone just apologise for whacking him on this show? He crosses his arms, raising a curious look to your disembodied head. "Uhh, what'd you need a hand, with?"

"I... kinda... forgot a towel... could you please go get one for me??"

For a moment you watch his eyes narrow and a wicked grin flicker at the corners of his mouth and get anxious that he's going to ask for something in return- before he rolls his eyes and just shrugs, turning and heading off to the cabin. "Yeah, sure, whatever. Be right back- try not to gather too much attention, haha."

As he walks off, you duck under the window again, sighing in so much relief. "Thanks, Scott!"

When he returns, you're waiting at the door and crack it open just enough to get the towel from him immediately- which you quickly wrap around yourself comfortably and sigh. "Thank you so much!"

"Hm. No problem." He huffs, wondering why the hell he did this for you anyway and crossing his arms again.

From inside, you carefully ask: "Are you gonna get weird if I hug you now?"

Immediately Scott's ears go bright red and he quickly loses every little bit of cool-guy vibe from a moment ago. "I-In your towel?? N-No!! I mean- yes!" He rubs the back of his neck, looking away from the door like its you, or he'll accidentally spontaneously develop x-ray vision and damnit, he's a gentleman. "I mean... " Or at least he tries to be.

Grinning, because Scott's unexpectedly cute now that you've flustered him, you quickly open the door, hug him quick, then close the door again and shout 'BYE'.

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