#I know your asses didn't even try to get chris to work through things about the Kim situation

[makorragal-312]

I know that this show has a really bad habit of redeeming parents that don't deserve to be redeemed, AT ALL, but I really hope that the "Eddie in Texas" arc is the one where they finally break the pattern.

It doesn't even matter if there's no mention of the will or no custody battle like people are theorizing, there is no way in HELL that you can redeem two parents who emotionally abuse their son, use said abuse to guilt him into giving them his child, and take the opportunity to use an unfortunate incident to take their grandson away from his father without even attempting to take up for their son and purposely alienate their son from his child for literal months.

FUCK THAT.

[heavyhitterheaux]

IDGAF (NSFW)

See Me Through You Series

I don't care right now (I don't give a fuck)

Pull your hair right now (come here)

Tryna beat it right now (she like)

But you know I got a man

Synopsis: Joe has no more fucks to give and is tired of him not having the title of being your boyfriend

Warnings: mentions of dv

Do not engage if you are underage

Please Do Not Repost My Content Anywhere

After Joe had told you that he knew that you loved him instead of Trevor, you stood there speechless.

One thing you weren't about to do was tell him that he was wrong.

His eyes never left yours as he waited for you to say something. When you didn't, he knew that it had to be up to him to at least try to pull a response out of you.

“Look, Y/N, if you go back to him, fine. I can't stop you, but I do need to tell you one thing.” He told you as he grabbed your left hand to hold it while the other one was holding onto the bouquet of flowers that he had gifted you.

“What's that?” You asked him not knowing that you had absentmindedly squeezed his hand tighter.

“You’re making a mistake and hopefully you realize that before you get hurt again because I know that at this point, it's bound to happen.” Joe said as he was not holding back how he felt about the entire situation.

Now the question was why did Trevor have such a strong hold on you?

“Joey, I promise that you don't have to worry about me. I'll be fine.” You said while trying to reassure him, but knew for a fact that more than likely it was not working in your favor.

“And who are you trying to convince? Me or yourself? Do you also not realize how much your brother worries about you too? From what I've seen and heard about him, he is not a good person. Especially not to you. Did you forget him leaving actual marks on your wrist while we were at that party and you were trying to get away from him? What do you think would have happened if I wasn’t there to get you away from him?”

“I wish that people would just stop acting like they know what's best for me.” You breathed out, frustrated about being hit from all different angles.

Joe, Ja'Marr, Erin, and Alisha.

Even your parents thought that you had broken up with him a while ago because that's what Ja'Marr told them when he knew that Joe had eyes for you.

“Bam Bam! Why did dad just say he was relieved that I finally broke up with Trevor!? And that you had told them?! Didn’t realize my life was a soap opera to you!”

“I just uh predicted the future. Now you're not going to make me look like a liar to mom and dad, right?”

“I should beat your ass right now.”

“I mean…. You have someone who likes you that I know will treat you right. He's literally just waiting for Trevor to get out of his rightful spot.”

“JA'MARR! Who are you talking about!?”

“Pebbles, don't be dumb. I'm talking about Joe, obviously. I see the type of person he is and that's someone I want for my sister.”

The relief that was evident on their faces let you know that he was not ever going to have approval from anyone that was a part of your life.

As soon as those words left your mouth, Joe wasted no time responding to you.

“Oh so you think this is what a healthy relationship between two people looks like? And someone obviously needs to because you definitely can't do it yourself.”

“Just like you said before, if I go back to him, it really isn't any of your business or anyone else's for that matter. Let's keep it that way because I am done with this conversation.”

“If that's what you want then okay. I won't say anything else about it. And to add to that I'll keep my distance because you're right. You shouldn't be spending more time with another man that isn't your boyfriend and I guess he probably feels like I stepped on his toes enough. But he won't have to worry about that anymore.” He told you as he sighed and held up his hands in defense, losing the warmth that he had been getting from holding your hand.

“Wait…” You started to say, but Joe shook his head at you.

“No, this is what you wanted so this is how it's going to be from now on.”

“Joey, I didn't mean…”

“Didn't mean what? You love me but your ass is crawling back to him as he begs for forgiveness as usual after doing the bare minimum? Actually, he doesn't even do that. I'm not about to compete with anyone who I feel isn't even on my level to compete with me in the first place. I'll see you at the game if you're coming later. Probably not the best idea to wear my jersey since we can't have Trevor seeing it.”

Now it was apparent that Joe was more than pissed off with you.

“Seriously?”

“Seriously. I need to head back to my apartment to start to get ready anyway. But for the record….” He trailed off and you tried to grab his hand, but he immediately moved away.

“For the record what?”

“I love you too. So do what you will with that information.”

That's the last thing Joe told you before he turned away from you before he walked back to meet up with Justin and Ja'Marr.

Later that day in the afternoon, you were sitting next to Alisha and Erin in the student section of the stadium waiting for the game to start. After the conversation between the two of you earlier in the day, you honestly didn’t feel like going, but decided to anyway.

Even though Joe was mad at you, you had already promised him last week that you would wear his jersey to the game and didn't care who saw it at this point.

You were going to support your friend.

Your friend that you were in love with and he was in love with you however that was a whole nother discussion.

“You look good in your future husband's jersey.” Erin teased while Alisha laughed before taking a bite of her hot dog.

“He’s a little mad at me right now so hopefully seeing me in it will make it a little bit better.” You said as you turned to look at her.

“Well he can't be but so mad at you since he is literally making his way over here.” Alisha told you as you turned around to see that she was indeed correct.

The three of you were on the first row in the middle so that you would have the best view. In order to get these seats, all three of you made sure to get to the stadium early. When Joe finally reached you, he had an expression on his face that you couldn't quite read and you were the first one to speak.

“Surprised to see me?” You asked and he nodded.

“A little bit, but I know you. A promise is a promise and you said that you would be here. You aren't one to back out of something so easily.”

“Hmm, true. Are you still mad at me?” You quietly asked and Joe simply shrugged.

“Seeing you in my jersey is making me less mad if that helps. If you were my girlfriend, after tonight when I won I would be able to take it off of you. But I know my opportunity is coming.”

“I…” You started to say as you felt your cheeks heating up.

“Oh, that’s right. We established boundaries today and I promised that I would back off. It's kind of hard, but I just have to deal with it.”

“Joey….”

“Bold move though wearing it considering anybody could see it, including him. We both know that he already doesn’t like me. Think he'd be mad if I kissed you right now? In front of all these people? Letting the entire world know that you belong to me and only me even if you aren't ready to admit it yet.” Joe whispered as he leaned closer to you. Joe had spotted Trevor in the stands a few rows up and sent a small smile his way which led to Trevor glaring at him. You still had yet to notice that he was there which Joe was going to take advantage of.

When you were quiet, Joe laughed as he broke the silence.

“Let’s find out.”

He lightly grabbed your face and moved you closer to him so he could place a kiss on your cheek that was dangerously close to your mouth.

If you would have moved less than one centimeter, he would have planted that kiss on your lips.

“We'll talk later.” He told you while pinching your cheek and you simply nodded. This was the second time today that he had left you speechless.

“Have a good game, Joey.”

“It already is a good game, because you're here.” He replied as he winked at you.

He made his way back over to the sideline while Erin and Alisha were grinning from ear to ear as you turned around to look at both of them.

“I seriously wish yall would just fuck already. It would literally solve so many problems. He would take you on the fifty yard line if he could.”

“ERIN!”

“I’m just saying. I am literally waiting for the wedding invite. I wonder if you two will get married here or have a destination wedding? I can start looking up places.”

“What am I going to do with you?” You asked her, but also couldn’t help but to laugh at the same time.

What you didn't see was Trevor fuming behind you. He had seen the entire interaction and planned to confront you about it later. He knew that you and Joe were obviously close and were friends, but that interaction that he just saw was too intimate for his liking.

He hadn't cared for Joe ever since the party where he had stepped in between the both of you. In the back of his mind, he knew Joe liked you, it was obvious. But one thing that he had to do was set him straight and let him know that you were his and planned on reminding you about it later.

Little did he know, it was too little too late.

You were too far gone at this point, and the only person that held your attention was Joseph Lee Burrow.

Later on that night after he had gotten back to his apartment from LSU winning their game, Joe had grabbed food and was sitting down eating it while his phone vibrated on the table in front of him indicating that it was his mom and he quickly answered.

He simply wanted to be by himself and didn't bother celebrating with any of his teammates because once again, his mind was on you.

It was a continuous cycle, you, football, and focusing on his classes.

It took everything in him not to text you to tell you to come over at this very moment. He was supposed to be mad at you, but being around you was something that kept him grounded. Seeing you wear his jersey tonight made it hard for him to continue to be mad at you.

“Hello?”

“I watched the game and you played amazing as usual. I'm sorry that I couldn't make it to this one, but I will definitely be there next week.”

“It's fine, don't even worry about it and thank you.” He quietly said and she knew for a fact that something was wrong.

“What's going on? You sound upset.” Robin asked him and he sighed before he answered her.

“I like this girl…”

“Oh Y/N? Yes I know. Pretty obvious. You literally talk about her non-stop every week that me and your dad call you. Can't wait to meet her, but go on.”

“Well she knows that I like her, well I actually told her that I loved her earlier today and also told her that I knew she loved me. We've gotten really close ever since I came down here and met her. If I'm not playing football or in class, I am literally spending all of my time with her.”

“Well, what's the problem?”

“She has a boyfriend and I might just have to settle for being her friend because instead of breaking up with him and being with me, she told me that she is giving him another chance even after he's hurt her multiple times.”

“I know that can be hard to watch, but as bad as it sounds, you need to let her make her own mistakes. If that's her decision, you need to respect it.”

“And that's what I told her and also said from now on I’ll be keeping my distance from her.”

“If you feel that's your best option, then stand by your decision.”

“I just…. All I've seen is her getting hurt by him and she steadily defends him each time.”

“I… if you are her friend and you are as close as you claim you two are, just be there for her and help her get through whatever may happen. If the two of you are meant to be together, you'll be together.”

It was 2 in the morning when Joe heard someone knocking on his apartment door and was instantly confused. Hopping up from the couch that he had fallen asleep on with open books scattered around him, he opened the door to see you staring at him in a frantic state.

“Y/N, is everything okay? What's wrong?” He asked as he stepped to the side to be able to let you in and led you to sit down on the couch.

“My brother isn't here, is he?” You asked not bothering to answer his question and looking around since sometimes Ja'Marr would crash at Joe's place if he was too tired to go back to his own.

“No, but do I need to call him?” He asked and you immediately shook your head no.

“No! Please don't. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell, just don’t tell him.” You didn't mean to raise your voice and it came out harsher than you intended.

“Then are you going to tell me what happened? Wait, why is there a cut near your eye? And it's bleeding.” He asked and got up to wet a washcloth and dabbed at your face with it.

It was at that moment that you had looked down and started playing with your matching bracelet that you and Ja'Marr had gotten each other on your eighteenth birthdays and under no circumstances would you make eye contact with him.

That's when the thought hit Joe like a ton of bricks.

“Did that asshole put his hands on you?”

“No.”

“Y/N, if you lie to me I'm calling Ja'Marr.”

“Okay, okay. He tried to. We were arguing and he threw a vase at me that shattered against the wall and some glass from it must have cut me. And then he pushed me into a corner and acted as if he was going to punch me, but punched a hole in the wall instead. Right next to my head. He apologized, but I waited until he fell asleep and then I came here. I was so scared.” You quietly said as tears were starting to run down your cheeks and Joe quickly wiped them away.

It happened again, just like he said it would.

And this time, it ended up being a lot worse.

Joe was sitting there with his jaw clenched and once you looked up at him, you knew that you had to stop him before he did something stupid.

He abruptly got up and was looking for his keys when you instantly ran to stand in front of the door to block him.

“Move, Y/N.”

“Joey, no. You are not going anywhere. Let it go.”

“He fucking hurt you. I should go over there and kick his ass myself.”

“I cannot risk you getting in trouble and therefore getting kicked off the team, he isn't worth it. I'll be fine. Do not mess up your future over me.” You told him as you took his hands in yours.

“But YOU are worth it. Who the fuck in their right mind would do something like that to you? I knew I didn't like him when I met him and your brother was right about him.”

“Joey, promise me. Please don't. I'll deal with it in my own way.”

“There is no way in hell you are going near him ever again. Ja'Marr would be mad as hell at me if he knew that I knew that he hurt you and didn't do anything about it.”

“And that's why you aren't going to tell him.”

“Wait, what? Y/N… you cannot be serious.”

“I… it's the same thing with him too. You can both get arrested for assault and it'll lead to so much more, just please.”

Joe let out a deep sigh before nodding, letting you know that he would honor your wishes.

The two of you were still standing in front of the door and the two of you hadn't taken your eyes off one another when you suddenly reached up and kissed him, catching him off guard, but he immediately kissed you back.

When the two of you broke apart, the reality of what you had just done hit you like a ton of bricks.

You had just cheated on your boyfriend with Joe.

And you didn’t have an ounce of regret in your body.

“I'm sorry, I…” You started to say as you stepped away from him and Joe cut you off as he lightly brought you back towards him.

“I'm not. Break up with him and be with me instead. So I can show you how you're supposed to be treated. I promise you that you won't regret it.”

You didn't respond, but Joe immediately brought your face to his and kissed you once more. Both of your hands were exploring each other's bodies but as soon as you tried to lift Joe's shirt, he abruptly stopped and he kissed the side of your mouth like he had done earlier at the game before saying anything.

“Not yet. You've been through a lot tonight and the last thing I want is for you to feel like I'm taking advantage of you in a vulnerable state and you regret it tomorrow.”

“But I'm…”

“I just want you to rest for the rest of the night. We have plenty of time for that. I'll grab you some clothes to sleep in.”

Nodding your head he kissed you again before taking your hand in his and led you towards his bedroom that you had grown familiar with all throughout the semester. Any time you came over, it would lead to you stealing one of his shirts or one of his hoodies. He was convinced when the semester was over that all he was going to have left at this rate were his boxers. Once there, he let go of your hand and went into his dresser to pull out one of his old Ohio State shirts and handed it to you.

“It'll probably be huge on you, but you'll be comfortable.”

You smiled at him before heading to the bathroom to change out of your clothes. Once you closed the door behind you, you glanced in the mirror and didn't recognize the girl staring back at you.

You promised yourself that if it happened again, you would leave him, but here you were. You had someone right in front of you that wanted to give you the world so what were you so scared of?

You were tired of running around in circles and tired of making excuses.

First thing you were doing later on that day was breaking up with Trevor.

Once you had gotten changed, you walked back out into Joe's bedroom to see he was now in just a pair of sweatpants and looked like he was headed towards the door, but was quickly stopped in his tracks as he heard your soft voice behind him making him turn around.

“Where are you going?” You quietly asked since you were confused.

“To sleep on the couch while you sleep in my bed. Just wanted to make sure you’re okay first.”

“Joey, no. I'm not kicking you out of your bed and besides, I don’t want to be by myself right now.” You confessed as you grabbed his hand.

He nodded as the two of you both got settled, Joe was closest to the door while you were closest to the window. After making sure you were comfortable, he reached over to turn off the lamp that was on the bedside table. That was when he heard your voice once more.

“Joey?”

“Hmm?”

“Thank you for always being there for me. Even when I might not deserve it.”

At this point in time, you were honestly surprised that he even answered the door and let you in, but knowing the type of person he is, he wouldn’t have reacted any differently.

“I'll be here as long as you want me to be and you deserve the world. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”

—

You didn’t know how long you were laying there, but sleep was the last thing taking over your body. Noticing that Joe's breathing also hadn't slowed, you turned around to face him and at the same time you heard his voice.

“Princess? You still awake? You need to go to sleep.”

“I can't sleep. I'm still so scared, I know he's going to look for me sooner or later.”

“You’re safe here and no one is going to touch a hair on your head. I can promise you that.” He told you as he stroked your face and placed a light kiss on your forehead as he was able to make out your features in the dark by the moonlight peeking in through the curtains.

“Come here.”

Joe then wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer to him as he then leaned down to place a soft kiss on your lips which you quickly returned.

All of this led up to a heated make out session with Joe now hovering over top of you as his hands reached underneath his shirt that you were wearing. His fingers lightly grazed your nipples and he then began to roll them between his fingers as he noticed that your bra that you had been wearing had been long forgotten which he was thankful for.

Before he lifted his shirt over your head, he asked for permission to make sure you were absolutely sure about wanting to do this. Joe had wanted you from day one, but if you weren’t ready to do this he was willing to wait until you were.

“Are you…?”

“Yes. I was sure earlier tonight and I'm sure now. I know the last thing I'm ever going to regret is being with you.”

Once he peeled the shirt away from your body, he now had full access to you. The plan was to take his time so he could give you the undivided attention that you deserved since he knew for a fact that Trevor wasn't giving it to you without even having to ask you about it.

His mouth found its way to one of your nipples and he began to lightly suck on it while continuing to roll the other one in between his fingers before switching making a moan escape your mouth.

“Mmm, fuck.”

“I'm going to make you feel so good, princess.” He whispered against your lips before kissing them.

The increase in wetness between your thighs was evident as you Iet out soft quiet moans from the sensation of having him explore your body with his mouth.

As he moved further south, Joe's fingers ran along your folds as he saw how wet you actually were.

“This all for me? I've barely even done anything and your body is responding like this?” He asked you as he placed one kiss on each inner thigh.

As you nodded, he inserted one finger and soon worked himself up to two before settling in between your thighs and beginning to pleasure you with his tongue.

After a few minutes, he noticed you starting to squirm and firmly wrapped his arms around your legs in the hopes of limiting your movement.

“Stay still for me princess.” Was all you heard as your hands found a way to his hair and was softly tugging on it, hoping to bring him in closer.

With the use of his tongue along with his fingers, a new sensation unknown to you was building in the lower half of your body and at the same time, Joe began to suck on your clit.

“Oh, shit….”

Joe felt your hands trying to push him away from you, but all he did was tighten his hold on your legs making sure you had no way to get away from him.

“You gonna cum for me, baby? You won't be able to if you keep moving away from me.” Joe asked you as he had come up for air, but immediately went back down.

“Yes.” Was all you said as he began to suck harder.

It took no time at all for you to feel like you were seeing stars as Joe continued to pleasure you.

It was official.

Joe had given you your first orgasm.

He gave you a few minutes to recover as he was placing kisses up and down your thighs before sliding off his sweatpants along with his boxers as he opened the bedside table to pull out a condom. It was still obviously dark in the room, but you could literally see because of the light coming through the windows past the curtains, how big he was and you suddenly became nervous.

You thought to yourself that there was no way in hell that he was about to fit.

Joe could sense this as he was putting the condom on and quickly tried to reassure you.

“No reason to be nervous, baby. It's going to fit. Most important thing is that you have to relax for me.” He told you while leaning down to lightly stroke your face.

“Okay.” You quietly said in response, but you still weren’t convinced. But at the same time, you knew that Joe had no reason to lie to you.

Once he positioned himself in front of you, he reached down to kiss you and once he pulled away from you is when you heard his voice once more.

“You ready, princess?”

You nodded, but that obviously wasn’t enough for him.

“I need words, you need to say it. I’m not doing anything unless you do.”

“I’m ready.”

Once he finally heard it, you felt Joe slowly entering you and you tightly closed your eyes. As you did this, Joe immediately felt your body tense up.

It would have probably been a good idea to tell him that you had never had sex before before all of this began happening, but knew that he would be as gentle as possible with you regardless.

That's just the type of person he was when it came to you.

“Princess, you have to relax. It's me and the last thing that I am ever going to do is hurt you. When I told you that I loved you, I meant it. Every word.” He quietly said as he leaned down to kiss you.

You nodded and several more kisses were placed on your lips when you felt him easing the rest of the way into you at the same time making you gasp as your arms wrapped around his neck.

“You're okay, I got you baby.” Joe told you as he gave you time to adjust to his size before he made any sudden movement.

Kisses were planted along your neck and shoulder as you were adjusting to a new feeling that you had never experienced before. It wasn’t quite to the point of pleasure, however you weren’t necessarily in pain either.

It felt weird.

About a minute or so had passed when you slowly felt him begin to move and you wrapped your arms around him tighter.

Now all you felt was pleasure as moans escaped from your mouth when Joe began to increase his pace.

In order to go deeper and at a better angle, Joe held onto your hips before deciding to wrap your left leg around his waist.

“If you want this as bad as you say you do, keep those legs spread. Fuck you feel so good around me, just like I knew you would.”

Since your arms were already tightly wrapped around him, his face was in the crook of your neck as he had now leaned forward.

Making that sudden change in position, he was now hitting the same spot over and over again and you just knew that it was about to send you over the edge sooner or later.

You were thinking that it would probably be sooner.

“Fuck, Joey stay right there.” You breathed out as he lifted his head to steal a quick kiss from you.

Doing what you had asked him to, his movements increased in pace while also becoming sloppy at the same time making you think that he was just as close as you were.

“Joey, I…” You trailed off as a weird sensation was building in your stomach once more and you knew it was happening again.

The second orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks and you felt like you had gotten the wind knocked out of you.

As Joe heard your soft whimpers, he placed kisses all along your shoulder blade as you rode out your high.

He placed another kiss on your forehead before he slowly slipped out of you making you wince and went to throw away the condom.

Once he had come back, he had a washcloth with warm water in his right hand as he started to gently glide it onto your body in order to wipe you off.

When he was finished, he threw it into the hamper and laid back down beside you, ultimately pulling you on top of him. Your eyes began to become heavy between Joe rubbing small circles along your back and listening to Joe's heartbeat.

Your eyes fluttered open from hearing the television on a low volume and you could only assume that Joe was already awake. Once he noticed that you began to stir, he peeked down at you seeing as you were still laying on his chest.

“Good morning, princess.” He softly said before placing a kiss on your forehead.

“Good morning. What time is it?”

“It’s almost nine and I was about to wake you up since I know that you have class at ten and it takes you five to seven business days to get ready.”

“Really, Joey?” You replied as you rolled your eyes.

“I call it like I see it. I always tell you what time I’m going to come and get you, however, I’ll be downstairs waiting in the car while you only still have one of your lashes on.”

“You get on my last nerve.”

“But did I lie?”

When Joe was met with silence and another eye roll from you, all he did was laugh.

“I guess I have to go and get ready then.” You told him as you sighed, not wanting to leave his embrace.

“We can do dinner later and have a study date…. With or without clothes.”

“JOSEPH!”

“What? What’d I say that was wrong? I was just giving you options!” He exclaimed as he then held up his hands in defense.

“I’m ignoring you. What time are we doing our dinner and study date?”

“As soon as you get out of class, just come back here.”

“I’m honestly a little nervous to go back to my apartment.” You said being completely honest.

“Just get some of your things and you can stay with me, you know that I don’t care and the most important thing is that you’re safe. I have to go to class too, but I can call Ja’Marr…”

“NO! Baby brother asks too many questions. I’ll be fine. The security guy who works there is super nice and I know if I tell him I don’t feel all that safe he’ll walk me to my apartment door.”

“As long as you’re sure. But call me if there’s a problem, understand?”

“Understood, Mr. Burrow.”

—-

Joe was still running off of the high from this morning as he had woken up to the sight of you beside him. He was walking to his last class of the day on campus when he did a double take as he spotted you in front of one of the many libraries that he knew was near a few of your classes. But who he saw you with was why he instantly became upset.

You were talking to Trevor, who of course he despised and for good reason.

He couldn't tell what the nature of the conversation was by your body language and it almost looked as if Trevor was barely paying any attention to what you were saying which wasn’t unusual.

So, did last night mean nothing to you?

Joe was watching you for a few more minutes until he looked down at his watch and noticed that if he didn't leave now that he would end up being late to class.

At this point, he was done trying.

If that's who you wanted, then fine.

And he made it up in his mind that he was done.

Completely.

Throughout the day, you were calling him and sending him text messages, that ultimately went unanswered making you nervous.

You deserved to get an explanation on why he was suddenly acting this way towards you and immediately hopped into your car after packing your bags that you were going to take in order to stay with him and quickly drove to his apartment.

The banging on Joe's door instantly annoyed him seeing as he just sat down to watch one of the many NBA games that we’re coming on that night. He glanced at the clock to see that it was barely 6 pm and had a feeling that it was you.

A deep sigh escaped his mouth before he got up to answer it. Once he did, he was met with you just as he suspected and you had a pissed off look on your face and Joe raised his eyebrows at you in confusion.

“Yes? Did you need something?”

“So, you can have sex with me, but then suddenly ignore me? I may be little, but I will kick your 6’4 ass and throw a dumbbell at your head.” You asked him and pushed your way past him into the apartment.

“It's not even like that so stop jumping to conclusions.” Joe replied as he closed the door behind you.

“Then tell me so I can understand, Joey! Because you have me confused. You claim to want me so bad and then end up ignoring me all day!? When I called you multiple times? Who does that?”

“Because I saw you with him! Why the fuck are you even talking to him? Hasn’t he hurt you enough?”

“Now look who's jumping to conclusions.” You said as you crossed your arms.

“Then why else would you be with him? You did tell me recently that you were going to give him another chance. Recently as in yesterday before we had sex so I simply thought she claims she loves me, yet she's still going back to him.”

You pinched the bridge of your nose before you said anything else to him.

“You are literally so annoying. I went to talk to him to break up with him! Last time I checked you did confess that you loved me or did I not get that right?”

“Oh.” Joe quietly said and you couldn't help but to roll your eyes.

You started to make your way back towards the door in order to leave when you felt Joe suddenly pull you back as he wrapped his arms around you.

“Let me go. I'm mad at you.” You said as you were trying to wiggle out of his grip.

“I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed anything.” He replied as he turned you around to face him and leaned down to kiss you.

“No, don't kiss me. Turn me loose. Leave me alone. All you literally had to do was just ask me.”

“I know, but seeing you with him just pissed me off and so I walked away. I promise it won’t happen again. You forgive me? I’m not letting you go until you say you do.” Joe asked you as he squeezed you tighter and leaned down to kiss your forehead.

“I guess.” You muttered as he led the both of you over to the couch as Joe sat down first and then pulled you onto his lap.

“So, is it official now?” You asked him as he had been focused on the game that was playing on the television.

“Is what official?”

“Me being LSU's star quarterback Joe Burrow's girlfriend.” You teased as you kissed the tip of his nose.

“You've been mine for a while. That ex-boyfriend of yours was just keeping my spot warm. I bet he never made you feel as good as I did last night.” Joe told you as he was wiggling his eyebrows as you both then let out a laugh.

“No, because I never had sex with Trevor.”

Joe immediately stopped laughing and looked at you with wide eyes.

“Wait, huh?”

“I never did because I told him that I wanted to wait. That was one of the only things he actually did respect, but I know for a fact that he's probably cheated on me multiple times because of it, but I just ignored it.” You replied while being completely honest.

“Uh, princess? Don't you think you should have told me that? Fuck did I…? Shit. I would have made it a lot more special if I would have known. I would have had candles and…”

“Stop it. It was perfect. Everything was perfect.” You cut him off as you kissed him and tried to reassure him.

“I waited for the right person who I knew for a fact was going to treat me right.”

[dollfacefantasy]

kinktober day 10 - hybrids (again) leon kennedy! x fem!black-cat-hybrid!reader cw: nsfw (18+), smut, p in v, hybrids, heat cycles, daddy kink

Sweet and silent. That's how you moved about Leon's home ever since the day he brought you in. His precious little black cat.

He hadn't really been looking for a companion of any kind when it happened. His most recent string of hookups had all amounted to nothing as usual. He didn't even know if he was capable of anything long term anymore. Living life in service of the D.S.O. kept him away from home often enough that any woman with aspirations of a family would pack her bags before she ever got the invitation to move in.

Though with you, he never really extended that offer in the first place. You sort of just fell into his lap after being discarded by your unit in the BSAA. You'd been the lone feline in a unit of canines. After realizing what should have been obvious, that it was a horrible idea, they cut you loose. With nowhere to go, Chris brought you to Leon's attention, knowing the other man had been going through a hard time and could use a companion of some sort.

While he was reluctant at first, those cute curious eyes of yours were hard to resist. And now that almost a year had gone by, he couldn't have been happier about saying yes.

During the days you napped on the couch right where the sun cast through the window. He'd come home from work and find your soft form glowing, radiant under the orangey yellow rays. Your eyes would flutter open as soon as you sensed his presence, and you'd lazily rise to greet him, dragging your cheek across the expanse of his chest and nuzzling into his muscles.

At night, you drifted through the halls curious about what you could get up to without his supervision. It was never anything too troublesome, just the natural urge to explore more than anything else. He didn't mind. You'd gone from being trained for stealth missions to being allowed to laze about for however long you pleased. A little restlessness was to be expected.

Plus, that wasn't the most jarring form of restlessness he saw from you.

When you'd come into his life, Chris had warned him about 'heat cycles.' He told him what it meant and how he could deal with it, but honestly, Leon hadn't been too concerned with the idea. He figured it would be like normal ovulation, if not slightly more intense.

He didn't expect the power with which it affected you. The way you clung to him as if the smallest bit of separation would kill you. Your face stayed in the crook of his neck, taking deep huffs of his scent every few seconds. And your hips, they never seemed to stop moving. You were constantly squirming, trying to grind up against him and get some friction on the aching bundle of nerves between your legs.

Finally, he gave in and fucked you out of pure necessity. He was worried you'd throw yourself into pure exhaustion from how desperate you seemed.

But like the initial choice to take you in, he didn't regret this one either.

The change in your relationship didn't make things awkward. It didn't feel weird or uncomfortable now. The two of you were closer than ever. He could see how much you loved the affection. It was obvious now that your craving for it was a big part of what had you so restless in the first place.

And now the two of you could have days like today. Time where the hours passed with you tangled in each other's arms, him nice and snug inside of you.

“I understand why you like laying in the sun so much, sweetheart. Makes you all warm,” he murmurs into the back of your head.

He nuzzles you gently as his hips pump against your ass in a lazy rhythm. The two of you were laid up on the couch. It was your favorite time of day to sprawl out for a nap. The sun cast through the window at the perfect angle to bathe the sofa in its radiance.

You nod languidly in response to him. “Mhm,” you purr, pushing hips back against his body.

“Such a good girl for me,” he whispers.

He grabs your waist tighter and keeps thrusting. Even with the increased pressure, the pace remains soothing. His nose drags up the back of your neck as he takes in your scent.

He'd never known bliss like this before you. Prior to your arrival, life seemed so bleak. It was job after job, and the space between them was as bleak as the missions themselves. He never imagined himself experiencing peace like this. So calming it melted into genuine happiness.

"My sweet girl. So perfect for me. Don't know what I'd do without you," he mutters.

"Don't know either. Always need you," you mumble, the tone in your voice breaking into a whine.

His free hand glides up to massage at one of the obsidian ears atop your head. The move brings a deep rumble of pleasure from your chest, causing his dick to throb within you.

"That's my baby," he grunts, "You know just what daddy likes, don't you?"

The title makes your clit pulse, and your ass automatically writhes backwards. He knows the effect that word has on you. Ever since you'd accidentally let it slip once, he'd never allowed you to live it down.

"Mhm," you hum in response. Further words weren't needed. Both of you knew it was the truth. That everything you did in moments like these was for the other.

He now takes his hand off your head and brings it down and around to the front of your body. His fingers wrap around your palm, clasping your hand in his own. You can feel the tiny tremble in his limb. The shiver of impending release.

"You gonna make daddy cum, baby? Gonna let him get you all warm and full?" he rasps.

You nod eagerly. That was a question you would never say no to.

His pelvis keeps connecting with the swell of your ass as he thrusts deep inside. His tip kisses all the little internal sweet spots inside you. It's only a few more pumps before he spills himself inside you. His fingers drop your hand to swirl around your clit and get you there too. It feels like heaven, riding out the high with him, bathed in warm sunlight.

When the both of you have started to come down, you feel kisses being laid upon the back of your neck. He rubs your belly at the same time, long soothing swipes of his hand stroking back and forth. It brings you back to earth, but you still feel a little hazy since he hadn't pulled out.

"What do you think about taking a nap now?" he asks softly.

You nod, already drowsy yourself. Now you just had the added bonus of him staying with you.

[mattslolita]

nightcrawler - m. sturniolo ( 002. )

in which ... after finding out the truth about your best friend, reveals another that will change you guys' relationship forever.

( vampire!matt x black!fem!reader ) ( thriller spinoff, matt version )

warnings ; blood, smut, fingering, oral ( fem!receiving ), big!dick!matt, soft!dom!matt, unprotected piv ( wrap it freaks! ), squirting, creampie, fluff ending

"𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒘𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆."

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰

as you and your best friends near the end of where the woods first meet, you exhale a breath you didn't realize you were holding. the information you'd just received was still trying to sink in, and you had trouble grappling the reality of your new reality.

"i'm gonna try and find that cute cheerleader i saw earlier," chris grins, sending a wink your way as the four of you disperse.

"you're such a horndog, i swear," you say with an eyeroll, flicking his arm as he leaves the three of you.

"i'm gonna have a drink or five," nick shrugs, and you grin, nodding your head, "you're coming with me, y/n."

"absolutely, don't even play," you agreed with an eager giggle, holding your hand out so that nick could take it.

"y'gonna be okay?" matt's voice asks you softly, but stern. you turn to look up at him with a smile, humming in response. "i'll find you if you need me."

"try and have fun, matt," you tell him, sending him one last smile before nick whisks you away with him.

matt watches as you bound over to where nick was taking you happily, your ass bouncing under your little skirt — his jaw ticks as he watches, realizing that other people were looking at you just the same, and it causes him to get annoyed.

oblivious to the way you've left matt, you're a giggling mess as you down yet another shot for the night with nick. you both whoop excitedly as a megan thee stallion song begins playing throughout the whole house. your eyes widen, pulling nick with you to the dance floor, beginning to dance with him.

"her friends and mom hate me," you rap, grinning as your hips sway side to side, "lay down on the bed do the crybaby..."

you feel yourself getting loose, hands slowly going down to your thighs as your ass perks up — you sway it side to side before popping it in circles, the crowd around you hyping you up as you start twerking to the song playing. multiple hands reach out to smack your ass, some people adding onto the extras by throwing a few one dollar bills out at you as you worked your ass.

when you come back up, a pair of hands come to rest at your waist, and you turn to see a boy from earlier that night who tried flirting with you when you first arrived.

"you really know how to get everybody goin'," he whispers in your ear, his hands roaming up and down the sides of you as you sway on him teasingly.

a giggle escapes your lips as you tauntingly graze your ass against his crotch, which you can feel his obvious boner poking through the fabric of his jeans. "i bet i got you hot and bothered, don't i?"

"s'like you read my mind," he chuckles, his hands gripping the flesh of your ass as he sends a slap to it.

it was wrong of you to tease a guy the way you were currently doing, but you knew it was better like this than think about who it really was who had you frustrated — your moment in the woods with matt had your mind hazy, running around in circles as you tried to decipher what you were currently feeling.

the way his hands felt gliding against your skin, the feeling of his teeth sinking his fangs into you — one thing was for sure, you wanted, no needed more from him. you wondered if the feeling had been the same for him too, or if you were just imagining things. but the way his eyes had darkened with something else, you couldn't have imagined that.

finally shaking yourself out of your thoughts, you're hyper aware again of the man who's lips leave kisses on your neck — however, it didn't feel right with him. it wasn't enough, and you were more frustrated than ever.

"wait," you breathe out, gently moving his hands away from your body, his lips leaving your neck, "i need some air."

"did i-"

"no, it's- you're good," you wave him off, shaking your head, "just need to go real quick."

he looks after you with a frown as you slink away from the dancing crowd, suddenly feeling overwhelmed. you quickly realized there were more bedrooms upstairs, and matt's room was the first one you thought of, having felt the most comfortable in there. you begin your trek up the stairs, passing by multiple kissing couples, who nearly looked like they were about to fuck on the railings of the stairs. you groaned as thoughts about matt kissing you swarmed around in your brain, causing your legs to clench together as you finally made it up the stairs.

matt's room was at the end of the hallway, and you quickly made your way there — a cold breeze swept past you as you opened the door, surprised to have already seen matt on the balcony.

sensing a presence behind him, he turns to look at you, his blue gaze boring into you. "hey," you say nervously, walking inside and closing the door behind you.

"havin' fun?" he asks you, watching you intently as you situate your skirt that rides up your thighs, moving your braids out of your face.

"i guess," you mumble, walking over to his bed that sits in the middle of the bed.

you let out a content sigh as you lean your head back slightly, your hands behind you on the bed as you look up at the ceiling above you. matt watches you, his blue eyes darkening when he sees your breasts struggling to stay hidden beneath the cropped top you were wearing. the restriction in his pants got worse when you laid back, and he was able to get a better view of you. he quickly brought his eyes up to see you looking at him with a small smile on your face, analyzing him curiously.

"how come you're not down there, too?" you ask him, fiddling with the moon ring you've got on your finger.

"just not in a partying mood, s'all," he tells you, sparing the woods another quick glance before walking away from the balcony. "i could ask the same of you."

"i was gettin really bored," you admit, sitting up as you toyed with the fabric of your shirt. you nipped at your bottom lip as you thought about other ways to cure your boredom.

"hey, i'm glad you're here, though," matt says, closing the balcony door as he makes his way over to the bed. you watch his every move, drinking in the sight as you wondered briefly what his mouth would feel like on you again.

almost as if sensing your thoughts somehow, his eyes darken as he narrow his eyes at you as he comes to sit next to you on the bed — you clear your throat as he gazes at you, become flustered yet again with you guys' close proximity. "i need to talk to you about something, s'got to do with all the vampire stuff, y'know."

"what's up?" you ask him curiously, your eyes watching him as he runs a hand along his jaw.

"when we first turned, it was explained to us that we get certain abilities we're able to do," matt begins, and you nod, listening to every word. "not all of us get the same ones, and there's certain things that have to happen before we can get other ones, y'know?"

"yeah, i get it," you nod, using one hand to lean on the bed, "so what things can you do?"

"little similar to the vampire diaries," matt chuckles, and your eyes widen and you grin widely. gosh, you were so pretty to him. did you know how pretty you were to him? his tongue darts out to lick over his lips and he clears his throat and continues. "one thing though, i don't get it until i've found my soulmate."

"soulmate?" you ask eagerly, your eyes having lit up like a kid on christmas morning. "what's the ability?"

"apparently i can't read thoughts until i've been able to read my soulmate's," matt explains to you, your gaze never leaving his.

"that's different," you hum with a nod, "i can't imagine how long you've had to wait, then."

matt looks at you with a look you couldn't quite place, and it has shivers running up and down your spine — his cold, ringed hand goes out to caress the supple skin of your cheek, dragging his thumb across your slowly as he admires you. his eyes dart down to your lips and your heart rate increases as your own dart to his.

he begins to lean into you but instead of your lips, his own cold lips graze over your neck, his breath fanning your neck — your frustration was getting impossibly worse, as you squeezed your thighs together. a kiss is pressed to your neck, causing you to gasp softly.

"earlier when i bit you..." matt whispers, nibbling softy at the skin on your neck, your eyes closed as your teeth clamp down on your bottom lip, "i know what you were thinking, y/n."

"really?" you ask breathily, causing him to pull back away from you.

his eyes raked over you, drinking in the way your doe eyes had been watching every move. he licked his bottom lip, quickly glancing at your lips before he leaned in slowly...

when your lips connected with his, a shock wave passes through you — he kissed you with such an intensity, it was passionate and hungry all in one. his arms hooked under your legs as his tongue meshed with your own, gently pushing you down onto the bed as he then hovered over you.

his lips momentarily leave yours to trail kisses from your jaw to your collarbone, his eyes zeroing in on the bite mark he left on your skin previously. he nips at the supple skin, causing a whimper to leave your lips at the feeling.

"y'wanna know what i read in your mind?" matt mumbles against your skin, his strong hands gripping the flesh of your thighs as he massages it.

"what was i thinkin'?"

matt's eyes darken with lust as he runs his tongue over the canine teeth that bare in front of you — he dives back in to your neck, pressing a kiss to you again, and you feel his sharp teeth break skin once again. your nails scratch at his back as you tilt your head to give him better access. he stops abruptly, staring at you with dark eyes as his tongue licks over the blood that coats the edge of his mouth.

"you want me, just as much as i want you."

you hurriedly pull him back in the by the neck, crashing your lips onto each other's — the kiss was mixed with a burning desire for each other, as well as passion and longing. matt's mouth expertly explores your own, his lips silencing your moans. his hand trails down to the inside of your skirt, his cold ringed hands ghosting over the wetness of your panties, causing you to whimper.

"all wet f'me, huh?" he smirks into the kiss, "i haven't even touched you yet, sweetheart."

"need you matt," you moan into his mouth, his hands teasingly rubbing against your lace panties, "please."

a chuckle escapes his lips as he trails them down to your collarbone, leaving his own marks and impressions on your skin once again. he aids you in pulling your skirt off, then he moves your panties to the side. matt teasingly rubs up and down your slit, causing your back to arch as you moan.

"please," you pathetically whimper, his blue eyes burning into your skin as he watches you under him, "need-"

without waiting another second, matt plunges one of his digits into your dripping core, causing you to moan loudly as your nails dig into his skin — he curls his finger inside of you, adding another one as you watches you fall apart under his touch.

"feels s'good, fuck," you moan, your eyes glazing over as matt curls his fingers, repeatedly hitting your sweet spot.

"you like my fingers inside you, baby?" matt whispers against the shell of your ear, nibbling on the skin there, "wait till you feel m'cock inside you. takin' my fingers so well angel, that's it..."

"s'close," you whine, feeling your orgasm quickly approaching, the band in your stomach threatening to snap, "fuck..."

"that's it angel, let go f'me, give it to me," matt coos, his digits plunging in and out you repeatedly.

that's all it took before you came around his fingers, the loud music overshadowing the loud moan that falls from your lips as his fingers still continue, helping you to ride out your orgasm. he gently takes his fingers out of your sensitive hole, licking them clean as he grins down at you.

"can't wait to have my cock inside of you, angel," matt murmurs in your ear, sliding his pants down with ease.

he takes his shirt off as well, and his boxers follow next, and you marvel at the size of your best friend — he was huge. you bite your lip as he strokes himself, throwing his head back and the only thoughts consuming your brain are how much you want him inside of you.

he hovers over you, planting kisses on your neck as he lubricates his cock with your already wet pussy — matt enters you slowly, letting out a gutteral moan as he bottoms out. "fuck, shit, so fuckin' tight, you fill me up so well..."

his vulgar words caused you to moan as both your hands dug into the back of his back, the stretch burning you — when he bottoms out, he stays put, looking down at you with lidded eyes as he waits for your approval to move.

"start moving, please," you breathe out, pulling his body impossibly closer to you.

matt slowly slides out of you, before he rams back into you, causing you to scream out at the instant pleasure that takes over your body. he quickly finds a pace, deliciously hitting that sweet spot inside of you.

"fuck matt, yes, fuck!" you moan, creating crescent-shaped marks on his pale skin.

"such a tight fuckin' pussy, fuck," matt babbles, continuously abusing your cervix, "s'like you were made for me baby, feel so damn good..."

the slapping of skin drowns out the party happening around the both of you, too caught up in the intimate moment you share with each other. matt interlocks your hands with his, pressing kisses along your jaw and neck as he thrusts into you at an animalistic pace.

"m'so close," you babble, drool beginning to pool at the edge of your lips, your eyes shut with your head in the crook his neck.

"open your eyes, sweetheart," matt groans, tilting your chin up to face him, "wanna see your pretty face when you let go."

you open your eyes to stare up at matt's fucked out expression, his brown locs strewn across his forehead and sweat glistening under the pale moonlight — his horse chain dangled above you as the headboard rocked, most likely informing people of the current actions taking place. he looked so beautiful like that, you hoped this would be engraved in your mind forever.

"matt, fuck, fuck, fuck, i'm-"

"shit, feel you squeezin' me up baby, go ahead," matt moans, blue eyes staring down at you with lust, "that's it, let go f'me, angel..."

a loud, pornographic moan leaves past your lips as you came around matt's cock, your orgasm crashing over you — a liquid splashed all over the both of you, and matt looks down at where his cock connects with your pussy to see that you've just squirted on him.

"gonna cum soon baby, where do you want it?" matt moans, his hand coming down to press on the bulge in your stomach, "look at that, feel me right there? fuck, so fuckin' pretty all fucked out f'me."

"need it inside me, matt," you moan, your nails dragging across his back, your back arched impossibly higher.

"i'm cumming baby, fuck..." matt grunts, his thrusts sloppy as he continues hitting your sweet spot. "gonna fill you up, give you my babies, my girl..."

with a few more thrusts, matt's filling you up to the brim, his cock releasing everything he had inside of you — he sloppily thrusts into you to ride out both of your orgasms, before slowly pulling out of you. you hiss at the sensitivity of it all, matt throwing you an apologetic look as he falls down on the bed beside you.

you both are trying to catch your breath, the reality of what just occured dawning on you — matt said he was able to read your thoughts, there in the woods.

before you could turn to question him, he's already up and walking into the bathroom that connects to his room. you hear the water run shortly, before matt walks out with a towel. you smile at him as the bed dips beside you when he goes to sit in between your legs.

the warm towel hits your skin as matt attentively cleans you up — you couldn't help but admire his afterglow, his features glowing softly. even for a vampire, he still had a warmness that seemed to eminate from him.

"you're staring, y/n," matt jokes, looking up to meet your own shy eyes.

"sorry," you apologize shyly, as he finishes cleaning you up.

you watch as he goes back into the bathroom, then you carefully get up from the bed and walk over to his closet. sleeping over all the time, you had plenty of clothes probably in all three of the brother's rooms. matt's room was the one you spent the most time in, so naturally more of your clothes more or less resided with him.

you look through the closet and decide on a large graphic tee that belonged to matt, then a pair of your boxer shorts you'd had. you dressed in the clothes quickly, then you walk back over to the bed and take the dirty sheets off.

by the time matt had come out the bathroom, you had put on fresh sheets and a new blanket set. he smiled at the sight of you bundled under the covers, trying to force yourself to stay awake for him.

he slips into the bed beside you, bringing your body flush against his as his arm snakes around your waist. he holds onto you as if you'd slip right out of his grasp.

"matt," you whisper, adjusting yourself under him.

"yeah, sweetheart?" he responds, sending a kiss to your temple as the top of his head rests against yours.

"was my mind the first mind you'd ever read?" you ask him, feeling yourself become nervous as you await the answer.

"it was y/n, yeah," matt tells you. you smile at this, your insides warm at the realization that you were his soulmate. a moment of comfortable silence ensues after this, as you both just bask in each other's affection.

"you think chris and nick will question us when they realize we're not down there?" you giggle after a beat of silence, and matt chuckles.

"probably," matt says, bringing your body closer, "but get some rest for now, angel."

your eyes finally close, and slumber takes over your body. matt watches your heartbeat, reveling in the newfound feeling of having you as his soulmate.

( lilly's corner 💌 )

yes i know the ending was pretty cheesy, but i'm down bad for stuff like that 😭. i still hope you guys enjoyed this nevertheless! i love you all, muah. 💌

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[cowboymatt]

in which: chris and matt end up fighting over a girl after a game, which one will she choose?

content warnings: blood, making out, no smut, how do i say she chooses both?, not a threesome tho lol she just a cheater, more focused on matt than chris.

wc: 1.8k

𝓦hen you decided to attend one of matt and chris' hockey game, you didn't excpect it to come to this. the two were full on fighting in the rink, and it was all because of you. the only reason you knew that was because of all the things the two were screaming at each other that echoed the ring.

you watched through the boarder between the audience and the players as nate had attempted to pull the two apart, only getting pushed away in the process. chris then ripped off matt's helmet, and forced him to the ground, continuously punching him in the face until he was finally ripped apart from his brother.

matt laid there defeated on the ice for a second trying to collect himself as chris was brought over to the opposite side of the rink by one of the referees. it was the end of the game and the team was supposed to be celebrating their win, but that wasn't going to happen anymore and it was all because of you.

you watched as matt had skated off back into the locker room. while, on the other hand, chris, the champion, had skated towards one of the gates, clearly looking for you. he was clearly excited to tell her all about how he fought for you and won.

when you noticed what chris was doing, you started making your way over to the gate, greeting the winner of the fight that they held for you. honestly, you hated that it had come down to that, not making it your goal to pull the brothers apart.

"did you see that?!" his face was frozen and flushed with red. his breathing was heavy and honestly you don't think you've ever seen someone look so hot before.

"you beating the fuck out of your brother? yeah." how could you forget? it happened like five minutes ago.

"it wasn't that bad, he'll be fine." chris rolled his eyes, hating how you were bringing up his brother right now after he had just lost... it made him feel like you didn't appreciate what he did, so he tried asking you for reassurance. "are you proud? i fought for you."

"so proud. and thank you. i just wish it wasn't your brother."

and there you went again, mentioning his brother. it made him start to put the pieces together, asking, what he originally thought to be an outrageous question, but he felt like he needed to know. "why? you don't actually like him, don't you?"

you were quick to dismiss his claims, walking right up to him and running your hands behind his sweaty neck. you looked him in the eyes so tenderly before speaking, "no, that's crazy, chris... after all, you did win."

"i did." was all he said before he couldn't control himself anymore, placing his hands down the small of your back and pressing a passionate kiss upon your lips. he was already so hot from the game he just worked his ass off in and the fight he had just finished that the heat from the kiss was causing him to feel like he was on fire.

he loved it when you tussled his hair and pulled on some of the back pieces. it was like heaven kissing you. though, you had to remember that you two were still very much in public, causing you to pull away from him before it went too far. his lips were starting to swell and had left over gloss from when you fixed up your lips right before the fight.

you looked into his love-shot eyes before whispering, "i have to go, i'll talk to you later, okay?"

"okay... one more? please?" his pleas were always your favorite and you could never find it in yourself to say no to him, plus it was just a little kiss, right?

you placed your lips onto his one last time for the evening, letting the perfect moment linger before you tried to pull away again. chris waited a few more second before finally letting you go, a huge smile forming on both of your faces before you turned to head to the women's room.

little did chris know, you were actually on your way to the locker room to check in on matt. were you actually allowed back there? probably not. did you care? absolutely not.

when you swung open the door, you searched the room like there was no tomorrow. your eyes landing on multiple guys who were actively taking off all their hockey gear, as they turned to see who just entered the locker room. the look of shock fell upon each and every one of their faces. a girl was in the locker room. their locker room.

though you hardly cared about the irrelevant boys that were staring at you. your interest was in the boy who had his back towards you and his head held low in his hands. a big "4" was plastered on the back of his jersey along with his last name at the top.

you cautiously made her your over to him, delicately running your hand through his hair when you were close enough. fear struck his body as he turned to see who it was touching his hair. his jaw fell slack, he just couldn't believe who was standing in front of him.

when you got a better look at his face, you noticed his lip was busted from when chris ripped off his helmet to get a better hit. you flinched at the thought of replaying it in your head again. moving his hair out of his face, you also noticed a line of blood running from his forehead down the side of his face.

you pulled out a paper towel that you picked up on the way here, out of your pocket. after quickly running it under water from the sink nearby, you softly pressed it to the line of blood drying on his face. he looked up at you with eyes full of love. well, he had just faught his own brother for you, how could he not love you. and now you were cleaning up his mess.

he fell into the moment, feeling the desperate need to rest his hands on your hips, absentmindedly pulling you down to sit on his lap. "well, this is a bit more comfortable." you said with a smile on your face as you moved the paper towel now to his busted lip. he hissed as he immediately felt the pain shoot through his body, squeezing your waist in response.

you'd be lying if she said this didn't turn you on a little bit.

"ouch." he finally said when you decided to remove the towel for a second to flip it around, now placing the cleaner side upon his lip. he closed his eyes as he felt the inevitable sting.

"does it hurt still?" you asked him, knowing damn well it still hurt, or else he wouldn't be gripping onto you like his life depended on it.

he let out a shallow breath, "yes."

you suddenly noticed how majority of the people who were in the locker room had left, just leaving the two of you, for the most part, alone. "do you want me to kiss it?" you proposed, looking into his eyes, they now had a desperate kind of glint to them. he wanted you to kiss him, really bad.

"yes, please." you kinda thought it was funny how the two of them pleaded with the same kind of please. it sounded exactly the same and you couldn't ever bring yourself to deny either of them.

accepting his response, you put the towel down on the bench next to him, holding his chin in your hand before softly pressing you lips against his. you didn't want to hurt him though he still winced the second your mouths collided. he soon forgot his pain once he got lost in the feeling of having you in his grasp. this is exactly what he had faught for.

as if you were able to read his mind, you pulled away for a second, asking, "was it really worth it?" as you pushed back a piece of his sweaty hair out of his face. you could stare at his post game complexion all day any day and it still would be the hottest you've ever seen him. even with the busted lip and mid-formed black eye, he still managed to take your breath away with how perfect her looked.

"every second." he said confidently, before you greedily placed your lips back onto his, causing him to squeeze the skin in his hands once more from the aches of pain. you kissed him for what felt like minutes when only a few seconds had passed.

apparently the kiss wasn't short enough because the door to the locker room suddenly slammed open. matt was the only one who had noticed between the two of you, and he honestly couldn't care less about who walked in on this right now, especially chris.

"what the actual fuck?" the voice that echoed thoughout the locker room caused your head to shoot up in fear. there was no way you were hearing chris' voice while you were sitting on top of matt. which reminded you, and immediately you jumped off of matt's lap as quickly as you could.

matt was confused on why you cared so much if chris saw you guys or not. yeah, he had technically won the fight and all but that had nothing to do with it. did it?

he looked between you and chris with utter confusion, waiting for an explanation. you knew this is what you deserved but nothing could have prepared you for the feeling of actually being caught.

and like another smack in the face to you, chris looked at his brother and stated what was now evident for him, "you idiot! she's getting with both of us!”

NOTES ! 🫐

this is not something id write Imfao but i got the idea from my friends on wattpad and immediately was like "this belongs on tumblr instead" so here i am 😭

[zany-lil-detective]

Okay, now there's been some separation and I can collect my thoughts; Bobby's death fucking sucks. I am going to miss that man so much, this was stupid. However, for the sake of argument and getting this thought out, they also killed him in a really dumb way. And even outside of Tim claiming Bobby's death is part of some search for 'realism' (though that's still very relevant), it also sucks because Bobby's a firefighter and this is way outside their normal stuff. If he'd died in a big natural disaster or in a fire, that would have made so much more sense and potentially, while still really fucking sad, would maybe be more satisfying for his character.

To me though, I really think if he had to die, it should have been cancer. Which, I am fully aware of how that sounds, but stick with me here for a sec. I understand 'oh, surprise cancer diagnosis' happens a lot in TV, and 911 has used it a good handful. However, I just feel like it would be good narratively, even in spite of the fact I actually hurt my own feelings with this one.

For one thing, it would circle back to the thing in season one where Bobby thought he had cancer and it turned out he had special donation blood. (Heck, or even the time where he was in that tunnel with the radiation and Buck got worried!) At the time he didn't care about living and even with his list of names not being completed, would have welcomed death.

Suddenly getting cancer when he has so many people to live for would be a gut punch. And, as a firefighter, lung cancer would make sense. It also means we get to see Bobby fighting for his life for the sake of his life; for wanting to live, for wanting to stick around for the people in his life, not sacrificing himself in a 'it's you or me' situation. He only has his own life to consider and he wants to live. It would also be something that could be drawn out, giving both the characters and the audience time to really sit in and process the idea of Bobby potentially being gone.

We'd get everyone being sad, and emotional, and trying to be supportive. (I feel like Ravi and Bobby would have some serious discussions and heart to hearts that would also let Ravi's character be explored.)

And then, things just don't work. Maybe the chemo takes initially but stops working, and they all have to live in the reality that Bobby probably only has so much longer to live. It would still bring Eddie and Chris back, because you bet your ass they're coming back to LA to spend Bobby's final months with him.

Heck, I'm not super focused on Buddie in this, but it could even bring Buddie together; they get their heads out of their asses, being reminded of life being fleeting but also wanting Bobby to know everything he's done for them, including bringing them together in every way that matters.

It also gives time for whoever's new captain (not Gerrard, never Gerrard) to learn to be captain with Bobby still being there to support them and help them through it and give advice.

And, it would give everyone time to prepare, but especially Athena. She's had so many things and people just suddenly ripped from her with no warning. It would still be sad and painful, but at least Athena would have some warning, would be able to say a proper goodbye to Bobby and their life together, knowing for sure he wouldn't choose to leave instead of what they did in the lab.

Again, no death would be good by any means, but if Bobby had to die, I feel like something slow like a terminal illness would give time to process, grieve, and prepare for the final blow.

[echowithpain]

Alright I'm actually doing an essay for this one so that's a good sign!

THIS EPISODE WAS COMFY!!!!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

It had just the right amount of light angst, things were going at good pace, it was funny, there was heart, and I was ENJOYING myself!!!!

The only negatives I had were Eddie's parents (specifically his mom cause holy fuck I hate that woman, the actress does an amazing job playing her) and the first call when Maddie lost her voice.

I get that Maddie told Bobby to look for a blanket and Bobby needs that confirmation, but I went back and looked, LITERALLY ALL OF THE WINDOWS WERE CLOSED EXCEPT FOR THAT ONE!!!! AND IT WAS PREVIOUSLY CLOSED AND HAD BEEN OPENED!!!! AND YOU COULD SEE THE SMOKE!!!! I know with words on a screen it probably sounds like I'm angry but I'm not. I'm actually laughing my ass off at how stupid it was 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Also you're telling me that the kid was in a room filling with smoke, standing next to a big ass window, and didn't bother opening it???? I know some windows in places like that don't open, but when it was revealed the kid just didn't even try, I did the biggest "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK" face 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

And the bad thing is, they could've fixed that so easily!!!! You wanna know how they could've fixed that? You really wanna know????

Have the window in the room already be open, and have multiple windows on the building be open too! 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯

That way the kid doesn't look like a complete dumbass for not opening the window, and it makes sense for Bobby to need the blanket confirmation since there'd already be multiple windows open and spewing smoke!!!!

It's literally that easy and it's so stupid and I'm laughing so hard!!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 They really couldn't open multiple windows in that building??? Did they not have the budget for more windows to open???? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Because I'm laughing at that I'm not gonna take a point off for it. Yes it was frustrating seeing people acting stupid, but it's so funny that I can't get mad at it 😂

You know what I can get mad at though?

Eddie's parents 🥰

I hate them so much. Especially his mom. That moment they had when Eddie got Chris the PS5 and asked if he should set it up at their place or his, and then his mom went out of her way to list the bad things about Eddie's place and being passive aggressive until Christopher said it'd probably be better there and have her go: "Whatever you want 🥰"

She's such a bitch I hate her so much.

And then for his dad to compare what Eddie and Chris were going through with what he and Eddie went through was awful. They are not the same. Eddie's parents were horrible to him throughout his life and putting too much pressure on him to grow up too fast, Eddie has been nothing but loving and caring towards Christopher and made a dumbass mistake (that technically wasn't his fault, Kim showed up looking like Shannon on purpose out of the blue, it wasn't like he asked for that to happen) that made him want to move away from him.

Unless Eddie's dad was framing it as "We were horrible to you your entire life and you made one mistake in his. If you can forgive us for that, then he can forgive you for this." Which if he is, fuck right off. If he's not, still fuck off.

-1 point for Eddie's parents

Other than that I loved this episode!!!

Maddie having serious trauma from having her throat slit, Chimney being a loving, supporting husband, Princess Jee-Yun 🥰🥰🥰, Eddie trying to get a job as a firefighter and the other captain telling him that Bobby said he'd have a job if he ever went back, when that job doesn't work out Eddie facetimed Buck- FACETIME NOT CALL, FACETIME!!!! Buck being his supportive self and reminding Eddie that he didn't go out there for a job he went there for Chris, Eddie being an Uber driver who talks about his life too much 😂 and getting tips from that one passenger on how to do the job properly, seeing Eddie working hard over time at the store until he's finally financially able to donate money to that kids thing I didn't get a good look at, the zoom court hearing where the Ozzy guy was trying to get out of driving with a suspended license, and he's driving with a suspended license while on zoom court with the judge 😂😂😂, Bobby not calling Ravi "Eddie" anymore and switching up the pairings, the Ozzy guy doing the right thing and turning himself in to Athena after getting saved 🥰🥰🥰, and his car landing on the cruiser 😂😂😂, Buck and Eddie facetiming so much this episode!!!! Athena stopping by Maddie's to hang out and give her a pep talk and saying she can always text her 💖💖💖, and then Maddie taking Jee to the park and when she loses sight of her, THAT BEING WHAT MAKES HER GET HER VOICE BACK!!!! 😭💖😭💖😭💖😭💖😭💖💖😭💖😭💖💖😭💖😭💖😭💖😭💖😭 Thank fuck Jee was okay too, cause if something actually happened that would've lead into the next episode, I would've screamed. EDDIE AND CHRISTOPHER FINALLY STARTED TALKING AND CHRIS TOLD EDDIE HES PROUD OF HIM AND WANTS HIM TO STICK AROUND!!!! AND THEY HUGGED!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 AND THEN MADDIE'S BACK AT WORK STILL A BIT NERVOUS BUT NOT LETTING THE MONSTER TAKE HER VOICE ANYMORE!!!!!!! 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

Fucking beautiful.

This was exactly the kind of episode I needed after not even finishing last week's episode cause I was so pissed and stopped enjoying myself. More episodes like this please. I get it's a high stakes drama show, but someone said, "Your readers will adjust to the darkness" and while they were specifically talking about writing angst for books/fanfics, it also works for tv. If everything was high stakes all the time, we'd become accustomed to it and they need to let us breathe

It's been a while since we've had low stakes in 911. I know we've had episodes with low stakes moments, but this was a low stakes EPISODE and I can't even remember if we've ever had one. And I'm not talking about a "fun" episode like the bank vault, or treasure hunt, or the one with the "jinx", or the other one with the "cursed" bracelet, cause this episode wasn't fun in that sense. It was just a nice, calm, comfy episode with a few funny moments sprinkled in for fun 🥰

Minus Eddie's parents cause fuck those guys🖕

Episode Rating: 🗣️ 9/10 🗣️

I'm not saying I want every episode to be like this one, because of course not. But what I am saying is, with how much stuff goes on in the 911 show, not only do they need to give their audience a break every now and then, but they need to give their characters a break too. They should have an episode like this maybe twice a season, one for each half they air.

Also I'm not counting season finales because those are supposed to wrap everything up in a nice little bow (most of the time lmao) and it shouldn't take an entire season for their characters to be able to breathe for a bit.

Fucking loved this episode! Can't wait to see what happens with Hen on the bus next week!

See you then babes 😘💖✨

[intoanotherworld23]

Caught Red Handed

Pairings: Reader x Chris Evans, Reader x Miles Teller

Warnings: NSFW 18+ ONLY DNI, yeah this whole thing is just pure smut and sex sex sex so you have been warned

Summary: You’ve been sleeping with two of your very attractive teachers for a while now, and so far you haven’t been caught

Two of my favorite men in one writing, what could be better?? Hearts, reblogs, and comments are very much welcomed and appreciated please and thank you!! If you wish to be added to a tag list let me know and I’ll be more than happy to add you! Thank you guys so much! XOXO

✨Please do not copy and paste my work or steal my work or publish my work as your own or I will have you reported✨

"Off to see your lover?" Turning around to your friend smirking at you. "Or should I ask which lover?"

"Maybe I'm going to see both." You wiggled your eyebrows making her laugh. Shuffling through your best lingerie deciding which one to wear.

"I can't believe you are actually sleeping with two professors." She shook her head. "It's a matter of time before you get caught."

"I'm not going to get caught Y/F/N." Rolling your eyes as you finalized your look.

"What happens if you do though?" She asked making you stop for a minute. "You will get expelled and two amazing teachers get fired, and possible sent to jail."

"That's not going to happen I promise you." You reassured her, but she still didn't look convinced.

She sat there on the bed watching as you adjusted your outfit so make yourself look more seductive. You knew she secretly judged you for what you were doing, but at the same time you knew that she envied you.

Nobody else on campus knew about this affair, and you planned to keep it that way. You never meant for it to go on this long, but you just couldn't help it.

Crazier thing is neither teacher knew about the other. They thought they were the only one, and the last thing you wanted was for them to find out about the other.

"Whatever happened to that one boy you were talking to?" She asked you once again. "He was really nice and quite good looking."

"Yeah he was, but he wasn't exactly on my level." That was true though he wasn't up to speed with your sex drive. If anything it would probably scare him off.

"Oh come on he was perfect for you." She tried convincing you once again.

"He was good for a one night stand and that's it." Looking over your makeup in the mirror. "I need someone that can handle me."

"And fucking two teachers is the answer to that?" You knew she wasn't asking a question, but was rather being a smart ass.

"Please can we not do this right now I don't want it to ruin my mood." Groaning as you put on your shoes.

"Don't wait up for me." Mumbling as you shut the door behind you without looking at her.

Walking down to your car as you tightened the coat around you. Hearing your phone buzz multiple times indicating someone was texting you. Pulling it out with a grin on your face.

From Chris: God I can't wait to feel between those legs.

From Chris: I hope your dripping for me.

From Chris: Baby you got my cock so hard and you aren't even here yet.

From Chris: I'm gonna fuck that pussy so hard sweetheart

Laughing to yourself at how worked up he already was for you. You were in for a long night ahead of you.

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"Chris." Choking out a moan as your back arched off the bed.

The smirk on his face grew even larger hearing you moaning his name. If anything it encouraged him to keep pounding into you harder.

"Can feel you squeezin my cock sweetheart." He chuckled as he watched your face contort in pleasure. "Such a tight little pussy for me."

Feeling your orgasm building up again as you turned your head to the side, and gripped the sheets beneath you. Biting onto the pillow trying to muffle your screaming.

"Say my name again baby." He whispered into your ear as he sharply thrusted inside of you making you squeal.

"Oh god Chris." Your toes curling against the bed as he tightened his grip on your hips. "Chris."

"Fuck that's it sweetheart let everyone know whose fucking you so good." His thrusting was slowing down, but just as powerful. "Such a good girl."

“Stuffed full of my cock.” He’s never felt more powerful and strong than he did right now.

Rotating his hips at a certain angle had your legs trembling. Leaning forward so he could attach his lips to yours. His mouth swallowing all your moans his movements never once missing beat.

"Your pussy so sweet it won't let me go." His stated matter of factly as his fingers reached down to rub your clit.

"God the sounds you make for me sweetheart." His eyes trained down to where his cock was disappearing. Your juices coating his cock making him groan at the sight.

Closing your eyes for a brief moment as the pleasure was taking over your body. Feeling a hand grip your chin making you open your eyes to see those sparkling blue eyes staring you down.

"Look at me when you cum around my cock." He growled as the veins in his neck popped out.

Leaning on his forearms so his hands were on either side of your face. It was such an intimate moment, but you found yourself entranced with his eyes. Like he was holding onto you and didn't want to let you go.

"Oh fuck right there." You screamed as he hit your sweet spot. The pleasure boiling to the top you felt you might explode. "Harder Chris."

Opening your legs even further so he could thrust deeper. The muscles straining to the point it was painful, but feeling his condition inside you motivated you to keep them open.

"Such a cock hungry slut for me." Groaning against the skin of your neck before his lips moved downward towards your breasts.

Sucking on the nipples turning them raw and hard. One of your hands reaching out to grip his hair as your senses were overwhelmed. Feeling him smile against your flesh as to how he was making you feel.

"Can feel how fucking close you are sweetheart." His words making your legs shake. "Pussy always begging for me."

The moans were just spilling from your lips you didn't care who heard you. Your body twitching and moving all around unable to control yourself anymore. The warmth was spreading through out your whole body.

"Cum for me baby." His voice straining as he was trying to control himself as well. "Cum around my cock."

"Be a good girl and squeeze that pussy for me." He encouraged with his filthy words. Feeling that burning in the pit of your stomach as you were on the edge.

His movements stopped as his cock remained still inside of you as your pussy clenched hard around him. Both of your groaning as you looked each other in the eye.

“We’re getting better at this.” He joked making you laugh.

“Told you practice would make perfect.” Giving him a sly wink a huge grin appearing on his face.

“I’m gonna have to wash these sheets cause of you.” Taking note of the wet spots underneath you.

“That’s your fault asshole.” Smacking his shoulder playfully at his comment.

“Yes I guess you’re right,” leaning his head towards your ear his lips brushing against your lobe, “I got that pussy gushing.”

Burying his head in the crook of your exposed neck giving you comforting kisses. Rolling over so he's on his back as well. The room is silent and you decide to get up, and start getting dressed.

"Are you spending the night?" Chris finally spoke. Before you could respond your phone vibrated.

Reaching over to grab it to see who it's from slightly smiling when you see the familiar name, and the timing couldn't have been anymore perfect.

From Miles: I miss your wet pussy

From Miles: When are you coming over slut?

To Miles: Soon! Keep your cock in your pants

From Miles: That's asking a lot sweetheart considering you didn't ask me to do that the other night.

"Who is that?" Chris asked making you put your phone away.

"Uh it was just my roommate." Turning around to look at him. "Just wants to know if I can help her with her essay."

"I mean I am a teacher maybe I can help." He chuckled as he got out of bed, and stood right in front of you wrapping his arms around your waist.

"As much as I would love to accept that offer I just can't." Pushing yourself away from him so you could get finished getting dressed.

"Why?" His voice sounded disappointed but also angry at the same time. "Got another date?"

"No of course not." You chuckled nervously. "I just told you my roommate needs me."

"If you don't want to spend the night with me just say it." His tone changing making your stomach churn.

"That's not it at all." You became defensive not liking being put on the spot light like that. "Besides this isn't anything serious."

"Yeah your right you're just some girl I'm fucking." His words a punch to your gut. Not believing he actually just said that to you.

First he wants you to spend the night with him, and then he turns around and says your just some girl he's fucking. Maybe he was just trying to hurt you, but still it was completely uncalled for.

"Right yeah of course go help your roommate." His warms hands left your body now leaving you feeling cold.

A part of you felt horrible for sleeping with two teachers, and keeping it a secret. At the same time thought you loved having the attention of two handsome men.

Chris was absolutely everything you wanted in a man. He was not afraid to give you what you wanted and more. Plus he had this sweet side to him that made your heart swoon.

The sex with him was incredible, and it was never vanilla. A lot of the times he would put your needs before his. If you wanted your pussy eaten out all day he damn sure would do it. Chris was every woman's dream man, and you didn't think you deserved him at times.

Miles though was a bad boy that every girl dreamed of having. He was rough and edgy and didn't want all that sweet sentimental shit. He was the type he wanted his cock sucked whenever he wanted it, and he would shove you out the door whenever he was done.

At first it turned you off but you couldn't stay away from him. He literally treated you like his own personal slutty slave. Although at times he did have his sweet moments.

"Leave the door unlocked I've got someone else coming over." His voice was harsh and empty towards you. As he walked away not even bothering to say goodbye.

Feeling your throat swelling up as you stood there in bewilderment. Out of the two of them you were starting to grow feelings for Chris. You were pushing him away and you hated doing that. Trying to keep the tears from falling you quickly walked out the door, and drove over to Sebastian's home.

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"Ride my cock you dirty little slut." His hands gripped your hips harshly they would definitely leave bruises.

"God your such a greedy little bitch for me." His hand came down hard on your ass that stung. "So eager to please me."

Moving your hips up and down as you tried to keep up with him, but he wasn't slowing down. Your thighs were starting to become sore, but it would be a waste of breath to tell him that.

Besides you didn't think you would still be horny after Chris, but you were. It was almost like Chris's words field the fire inside of you and you just became horny out of spite.

"Oh god fuck." You squealed as his cock was hitting your sweet spot over and over again. Your nails scraping down his chest leaving scratches. "Oh yes oh my god."

"Your tight pussy is squeezing my cock so hard." He groaned as he looked down to where you two were connected.

"Jesus just look at how soaked you are for me." Growling as he looked back to your face. "I want to hear you scream my name."

His hand slapped your ass multiple times sure to leave a hand print. It stung like hell but fuck did it feel good. That was one thing about Miles he loved to spank you so hard tears came to your eyes. You loved it just as much since the pleasure cancelled the pain.

"If only everybody knew what a cock hungry slut you are for me." He groaned as he watched you bounced up and down on his cock, your breasts moving up and down.

"Fucking your teacher like this." He always loved throwing that fact in your face. "Might have to fuck you in my classroom next."

"You're just a filthy little whore." He thrusted sharply into you with each single word. "All mine to fuck whenever I want."

"Go on for me slut let everyone know who is fucking the shit out of you." His hand reached up to grip your throat so he was choking you. The sensation was bringing you even more pleasure as you felt your cheeks heating up.

Both of your hands wrapped around his to keep it there. You could feel yourself climbing over the edge and it was a matter of minutes before you were to your orgasm.

"I own this pussy." His voice deep as he looked straight into your eyes. "This is my pussy to fuck."

"Such a greedy slut for my cock." Your eyes were rolling into the back of your head.

"I'm gonna cum." You wailed as you felt the urge to go hitting you right in the stomach. "Shit shit shit."

"Soak my cock baby." He commanded you as one of his hands crept downwards to rub your clit harshly. "I can feel that pussy squeezing me."

"Oh my god." You screamed as your entire body shook and your orgasm smacked you in the face. Tears forming in your eyes with the intensity.

"Fuck me that's it." Miles groaned as his cock twitched inside of you. "So fucking good."

His hand lightly tapping your ass making you giggle. Whenever his playful side made an appearance you couldn't help but get all giddy and warm inside.

Both of you sweating and breathing heavily as you sat on top of him. No words were said as he moved making you get off of him. His cock slipping from your body making you hiss.

The room was quiet as you awkwardly sat there with his and your cum dripping from your pussy. Wondering if you should just leave or make small talk.

"I'll be on my way then." You mumbled as you hopped off the bed, and started to put on your clothes. Putting your clothes on when a voice called out.

"Wait." Turning around towards Miles surprised he was talking to you. Usually once you two were done he would say a word or two, but he never asked you to stay. It was a silent agreement you two had.

A look of hope written across your face that he would ask you to stay or something. Maybe things were looking up with Miles. Your heart was pounding as you stood there waiting for his next words.

"Get my smokes for me." Your jaw almost dropped to the floor. That's all that asshole wanted was for you to get his smokes. In disbelief you grabbed his smokes and tossed them to him.

What in the actual fuck was going on today? First with Chris and now with Miles. Getting the best kind of sex you could ever imagine only to be treated like absolute dog shit the next. Today wasn’t your day, and all that excitement you felt with them was starting to disappear.

Miles, you weren't really surprised he was treating you like this, but he had you thinking for a split second he wanted to talk or that he would start treating you differently. Silently hoping Miles would show you his sweet and romantic side for once.

He started to play on his phone without even glancing your way. You were so uncomfortable you honestly couldn't even just walk out the door, but that's exactly what you did.

Slamming the door behind you hoping he got the message. Pulling your phone out of your purse dialing the one number you probably shouldn't be calling. Right now you were feeling a little bit upset, and thought if you apologized to him you’d feel better.

Standing in front of his house as you looked down at the ground in shame. Praying he would answer, but not being surprised if he didn't. He probably didn't want to speak with you right now.

Hearing the call go through all of a sudden you heard ringing around you. Looking at your phone wondering why it sounded like the call was coming from right in front of you.

Slowly raising your head to see what was going on you saw Chris standing in front of his car with his phone in his hand while it was still ringing. A stoic look on his face while you stood there in shock. Your entire body went cold, and your face felt numb.

"Fuck." Quietly whispering to yourself when you realized the situation you were now in.

He had this dark and dangerous look in his eye you were almost scared of him. Unable to speak as you just stood there and stared at him. Watching his jaw clench, and the hand by his side clenching into a fist. He was trying so hard to restrain himself right now. He wanted to bend you over his car, and spank you so hard you begged him to stop.

"I think you have some explaining to do sweetheart." You heard Miles voice behind you making you jump as a shiver ran up your spine.

“You’ve been a very naughty girl.” Chris tsked as he slowly approached you. Miles wrapping his arms around your waist feeling his erection pressing into your back side. “Fucking two men. Two teachers at that.”

“What should we do with her?” Miles said to Chris as he nibbled on your ear biting down making you whimper.

“I’d say she needs to be punished.” Chris smirking as Miles smacked your backside a gasp escaping your lips. “Until we feel she’s learned her lesson.

[dominiquelucalover]

So Long As You're Happy | Chris Alonso x Animator!Reader

Summary: headcanons of Chris finding our what you do as a side gig even though you've been trying to keep it a secret.

CW: fluff, slight angst, small mention of drug dealing.

A/n: my first request! Omg thank you so much 💛

- when you and Chris first got together, she knew you were an editor and thought that was cool; it's different from her job, so she loves to hear about what you do, how you do it, what it entails, so on and so forth.

- you're also interested in hearing about her work life and what she does on the daily; you're especially listening when she tells you stories about when she was with the k-9 unit.

- however, you haven't been totally honest with her, that is to say you haven't told her about the job you do on the side. it's nothing bad but previous partners have judged you for it before and made you feel as if you were below them for it.

- you do freelance animation on the side, which compared to Chris' job, feels like a childish career choice.

- despite the negative comments you received from partners in the past, you continue to work as an animator because there's so much fun to creating something so special. you're passionate about it and really great at it, so why stop?

- there have been times when a deadline had to be met and you subsequently had to cancel a date to finish. it was no big deal at first, Chris more than understands how a job can get in the way of other life things, so she's very chill about it.

- it's when a big project you're working on gets messed up and needs to be redone that things get a little tricky for your relationship. you're spending nights alone, not really explaining yourself to Chris and she begins to worry.

- naturally, she comes to your apartment one night to check on you, especially since you didn't answer her earlier text and you usually do.

- she finds you looking drop dead tired and in a frazzled state; wearing you most comfortable outfit, you answer the door and are freaked out to see her there.

- when you ask what she's doing there, she explains how worried she's been about you and comes to the conclusion that you're overworking yourself, which is a lot better than other options that had floated through her mind like you were dealing drugs or something.

- all through this conversation, you're trying to use your body and the door to hide your set up which is in plain view behind you; worried that she'll see it and start asking questions that you've answered before and gotten ridiculed for.

-she sees it though and her interest is peaked and those questions roll off her tongue easily; she asks to come in and you don't want to say no, so you let her in and quietly explain what it is you do and the current project you're working on.

-"that's why I haven't been around a lot because someone else messed up some scenes and I have to redo them and it's just been a lot of work," you ramble off, "and I know this isn't like a 'real job' but I really like it and it's important to me."

-Chris is a little startled by that last part and goes "whoa whoa whoa, who said this wasn't a real job?"

-"well, everyone else I've been with thought it was dumb and childish, which I mean, it can be sometime but that's because I do work on kids' shows from time to time."

-she's at a bit of a loss for words because who the hell would say such a thing to you? you're clearly working your ass off to get this done, working just as hard as you do in your editor position, so what's the difference?

-she pulls you close as she sees you're stressed out and worrying over a lot more than the project; she kisses you head and assures you that she doesn't care about what you do in your spare time, "so long as you're happy doing the work, that's all that matters, babe."

-she makes you take a much needed break from the project and makes you some tea/coffee/favorite beverage, then sits down to cuddle with you, letting you rest your head on her shoulder while she rubs your back comfortingly.

-when you're calmed down and relaxed, you want to get back to work because of the deadline, and she encourages you to go right ahead, but asks to watch for a little bit because she's so interested now. it's super sweet of her and she ends up getting you drink refills and snacks when needed, being the best girlfriend ever.

[sparkanonymous]

THE EPISODES ARE OUT YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!!!

⚠️ Total Drama Reboot Season 2 Spoilers ⚠️

Alright, so I've been awake for 15 hours now (before starting notes), so I'm gonna get rambly. I know I usually do, but it's definitely gonna get bad.

Episode 9

Priya definitely opened the door twice on Wayne and Raj on purpose. She was just that pissed off.

Okay, but Priya/Damien/Raj/Wayne friendship for the win. I want more of these guys.

Aw, Damien feels bad. (Zeemien-coded)

MK, you cheated in the game, and almost everyone made it clear that they didn't like that, especially since half the people who were mad at you were on the opposite team as you. You knew you were in deep shit with Chris. Are you really surprised? (Plus, like... Priya is generally more liked by most of the cast.)

MK, you know that they know your ways of playing the game. Do you really think sarcasm will work?

Get their asses, Damien.

Raj, why do you know what the peach emoji means?

Damien trying to be the supportive friend Priya needs. (Damiya-coded)

Holy fuck, we finally get to see Caleb. It's been like 5 minutes of straight no-Caleb.

Protective Wayne. He has no idea what's going on, but he's the man you want by your side when things go awry.

Chref moment. Even if he's not into it, Chris will watch any video Chef wants to show him.

Kinda lame challenge.

PRIYA/WAYNE FRIENDSHIP.

Goddamn, Caleb really doesn't want to get in between Team MKulia.

Wayne, Raj just got crushed by a fridge. Help him out. Please, he'll die.

Julia really trying to murder Caleb here.

THE FUCKING CAR.

Damien/Sheep friendship.

MK is so getting voted off.

Wayne did all of that in less than 5 minutes?

THE FUCKING YACHT.

Damn, Priya can push a boulder.

I don't think Damien can support Priya anymore.

Wayne, really?

Julia is seriously good with axes, huh?

NOT THE SHEEP!!

Caleb, this is most certainly not the time.

Julia would become a murderer if she didn't win.

Season 1 mention.

LMAO

Because he's a dumbass, Chris.

Poor Wayne.

Chef, that's a dumb fucking explanation.

How are bumper stickers private, Chef?

Damien doing everything in his power not to hurt the sheep.

I mean, it was pretty unnecessary for Caleb to take his shirt off, I agree. Like, come on, just one episode? Please?

Poor Chef.

Chris, you're such an asshole.

No matter how strong you are, you can not punch a yacht apart like that.

Poor Damien. Poor Wayne.

So... is Raj eliminated? Because of health reasons?

Chris really just wanted MK out. Wow.

Where the hell did that squirrel come from?

Priya, he had to. Are you serious? I know your heart was broken, but come on. Stop trying to guilt him.

MK, YOU CAN'T SAY SHIT LIKE THAT TO WAYNE OF ALL PEOPLE.

Poor Raj...

Did Chris forget to name Caleb?

MKulia. They love to hate each other.

Julia being worried about MK being mad at her.

MKULIA HUG. THAT'S ALL I NEEDED. FUCK EVERYONE WHO SAYS THEY'RE JUST FRIENDS (I'm lying, but I do see them as canon.)

Episode 10

Sneaky Damien. I'm surprised he still has the idol, tbh

RAJ PAJAMAS!

Finally, some more of Wayne being a good friend.

Caleb, be for real.

I heard that piano cue.

Caleb, you knew that MK and Julia were not trustworthy just last episode. You're either really desperate or really fucking stupid or really forgetful.

Priya, come on.

She's not being helpful, Caleb. Ugh, this is gonna be a slog to get through, isn't it.

So... is Julia just OP this season?

I knew Raj and Wayne didn't keep their own grades up. So they do cheat, they just don't think it counts as cheating.

Damien, don't get cocky.

Julia, how the hell would he cheat off of you? You're behind him. He's not behind you. Although, I guess they're broadcasting the answers on a massive screen...

"You'd be married by now-" Y'all are 16, maybe 17. I really hope they won't.

Raj, Wayne, stop being stupid. Please.

Poor Priya...

Caleb, help her anyway.

Damien, just stop mentioning it.

Poor Damien...

I like how Raj and Wayne are still laying there even after it was clear they guessed.

YES MORE DAMIEN WITH ATTITUDE.

They really couldn't come up with an MK punishment. Or an Emma one.

I like how Damien just calls everyone a bad person.

Chef calling the raccoons "trash pandas."

Chef letting his frustrations help the campers.

Poor Damien...

Julia, why would you tell Chris you have a phone on you?

"Hey, it's Bowie!" Raj, you're adorable.

Everyone knows Raj and Wayne are dumbasses.

Chef knows about the Caleb and Priya situationship.

Julia should be automatically get eliminated for that.

JULIA IS SO OUT IF SHE LOSES.

Caleb x Priya... pretty cute this episode.

Poor Wayne and Raj...

Caleb, don't let your tablet go.

Goddamnit...

No, you do not deserve to win, Julia.

Oh, come on, Priya... Ugh, not again.

Goddamnit, Julia found the idol.

DAMIEN TRYING TO RUN AWAY LMAO

Episode 11

Damien/Wayne/Raj friendship.

Raj and Wayne loving dogs.

Yo, Ridonculous Race character. Didn't watch that season, but I'm pretty sure that was where she was introduced.

Julia getting rid of a dog for likes... she would totally get canceled for that.

I think Raj and Wayne should have still liked the dogs even after being introduced. Like... come on. 1, they're stupid, and 2, they liked dogs. You can't tell me they wouldn't win the dogs' affections at some point, because they're also stubborn.

See, Raj and Wayne; fucking stupid.

Julia would've killed that dog for crushing her phone.

Why did Priya think that dogs were only after her?

Caleb don't misjudge the dog. You should know this by now; it's Total Drama.

Did you seriously think that would work, Julia?

Raj and Wayne being forced to split up...

"This is horrifyin'-" "This is my Christmas!" LMAO

Raj, you dumbass. Don't go streaking.

That worked?!

Holy fuck, Wayne really thought Raj died. Poor guy, but he's also dumb.

Naked and Afraid mention. I got that reference.

Even Wayne's stupidity surpasses Raj's sometimes...

Raj being dragged by the underwear.

Chris, this was never a family show. What do you mean?

Raj and Wayne were so pissed for a minute.

How did Julia find Priya?

Come on, Priya is fucking OP. She would be able to win just fine.

Take a wild guess, Priya.

Caleb, you're still playing Priya, dumbass.

Ugh, can we have one episode that isn't a close call?

NO RAJ OR WAYNE IS GOING HOME NOOOOO

NOT RAJ!! GODDAMNIT

Wayne's sad little arm raise at Raj's elimination.

"Bowie, put on your dancing shoes, 'cause we're goin' out!" Rajbow date mention! (No, I do not know if this is their first date or if it was confirmed somewhere else.)

Damn, they really animated that Raj and Wayne hug. Probably the most emotional elimination, aside from MK's.

"- Why are you still here?" "I dunno!" LMAO

Also, I really hope this Caleb x Priya thing is either resolved now or next episode, because it is a pain...

Episode 12

Okay, so are they like... okay now? I thought they were still rocky?

Caleb being more sensitive to death than Priya.

Priya knowing that Julia was watching them... somewhere.

Priya would definitely be the possessive one in this relationship.

Caleb, tell Priya the truth. Holy fucking shit.

Caleb, come on. You're more cruel than this.

Poor Wayne... also, where'd he get those sticks.

The fucking sad Wayne edit. This is gold LMAO

Where'd he get air pods?

Julia, how did you steal Raj's jersey? If this were another show, that would be really fucking weird. Like, come on. If Raj had ended up being bisexual instead of gay, this would've caused a ton of relationship drama. Y’know, if there was a season 3...

Julia, are you talking about MK when saying you and Wayne both lost your "best buds"?

"So you... wanna get MARRIED??!!" Juliayne nation, how we feeling? (Not my cup of tea, but this is pretty fucking funny. I hope I see more Juliayne art circling this moment.)

"I guess you're better than a bucket in some ways." LMAO

Something about Total Drama that I've noticed (and everyone else has, too) is that when the writers are pairing up an unlikely duo, when one of the participating members doesn't like the other member, they make up some random shit that solidifies their dislike for them. The example today is Julia only pairing up with Wayne for convenience, previously showing her dislike of him, and Wayne talking about some game that he and Raj have never played before on screen, "Spit 'N Catch".

Wayne asking the important, but unwanted, questions.

"Do you really want the answer?" "Well, now, I don't!" Wayne, you should know better than that by now.

Fear Factor episode.

Priya, you were raised on this show. You should see EVERYTHING coming. See, she's too broken of a character to make work well on the show. The writers either make her know everything (like she should)- which leads to her avoiding most of the competition because she's supposed to be that good- or they make her dumb as rocks.

There's a difference between being romantically involved with someone and dating. One can mean literally anything (that's what fanfictions are for) and the other is the official title.

Julia's threatening red screen thing seemed kind of dark. It looks like they put a layer above Julia and the screen, so it kind of doesn't stick out as much as it should have.

Stop playing Priya, man.

Julia, you're making him be a bad boyfriend right now.

Priya being scared of thunder and lightning.

Wow. They couldn't have gotten an intern to pretend to be Raj.

Wayne getting over his fear really quickly. Then the bear returning the hug. Wayne/Bear friendship.

"Fine! We'll do salmon. Again!" This friendship is giving me Izzy vibes.

Julia, you still haven't proven you can be trusted in any capacity. I think you should let the "Caleb avoiding proving himself" thing slide since we both know you wouldn't try proving yourself for anybody.

"Caleb, ya basic!" LMAO

"Woah. Was that Caleb or Priya?" "You should go check."

The Snow Owl mascot lmfao

The poor intern in the costume.

Oh, the clown snake tongue... that's disgusting...

Wayne x Intern Lady. Or friendship. I don't care. They're cute.

"Wayne doesn't get scared. He just grows as a person."

"I'm a big truth guy-" That is not what your tune sounded like during the first half of this season. Writers, stop switching it up. Please, I beg.

Poor Wayne.

"Priya, you got hit with a lot of lightning. So, can you, like, see the future?" With how this show works, I wouldn't be surprised lol

"- and you gave Priya the worst wedgie we've seen in... at least a week." That's so true.

Wait, how is the finale gonna work? I thought there would be 13 episodes, but we're on episode 12 and have 4- soon to be 3- campers left. Is this how it worked last season? I haven't watched the second half of that season in a while.

They do not believe in Wayne... and honestly, neither did I or half of this fandom. We all just prayed.

Well, bye, Priya.

Did you seriously not know. Wayne tells people practically everything, Caleb- while he did lie a lot during the season- would have told you, and you knew you didn't have it. It was obviously the manipulator of the season who had the idol, Priya. You're supposed to be the expert.

"Avenge me!" Well... lesson learned; don't mess with the expert of a really messed up show.

Episode 13

"I would also like to be part of this fight-" lmao Wayne is everything. I wish we could get more Wayne and Julia sibling moments. Those were always pretty funny.

So we finally get some insight on what they want to use the money for. Very helpful... but Julia's only comes into play after this season.

MK and Julia have already been talking about making a podcast? They really are just canon, y'all.

Wayne forgetting about the money.

"Phew! I was worried for a second there." "Were you?" Yeah, I don't think Wayne really knows what worry feels like at this point.

I'm interested. Specifically, who did Scary Girl pick? Or is she just gonna follow Damien?

Okay, I'm a little salty. Damien should've grouped with Wayne. I know most of them are on Caleb's team because he's the strongest and smartest of the three, but what about Waymien friendship?

I was gonna ask why Emma was there, but she kinda had the hots for him the first season and might still now. Millie just followed Priya.

I'm gonna nitpick, but they clearly just stretched out the walls of the outhouse so they'd all fit. Reasonably, there should've been some bickering about how crampednit was. Plus, Millie would've probably almost completely blocked Priya from the shot. Emma looks way too big compared to the other camper, purely because of her head size.

Poor Caleb.

All the characters on Wayne's team cheering for him. I'm not sure why Chase is there, seeing as they barely talked to each other, but it's sweet. Plus, look how cute Wayne is! He's just sitting so politely. (I'm so redrawing this. Please ignore the terrible quality.)

Wayne would've totally still would've been like "you got it coach!" After the camera turned back to the mountain he actually has to climb. That's just the kinda guy he is.

MK's touch to Julia's thigh. (I have massive MKulia brainrot.)

MKulia banter. I'm glad that Julia has no other supporters.

Wayne joining Zee for a "pizza party." Best buds, man. They ALSO share a braincell.

I'm glad Scary Girl is back in her original outfit. It looks better than the one she had at the beginning of the season. I'm glad that they cleared up where she went, too. I think the writers wanted a more even split of the team supporters, and this was their excuse to have Scary Girl wreak havoc.

Priya, stop pushing Caleb.

"It's amazing he made it this far... and I'm not even talking about the show." LMFAO

Raj's favorite flavor of ice cream is strawberry?

At least Bowie knows their whole thing at this point.

"Isn't he great?" I can't handle Rajbow... my heart... I love them...

Julia would've so fallen.

MK getting pummeled with tee shirts and Chris just enjoying it.

Chris, that's your husband. Help him back up.

I forgot Total Drama's obsession with giving girls bad haircuts. Julia deserved that mullet, though.

MK, you almost made her feel better. Also, come on, did you see the way Julia looked at her for that split second?

Holy fuck, Julia has strength.

Kinda surprised Bowie didn't point out the haircut.

Zee is awesome. I missed him.

They all feel so bad about taking out Wayne. I will point out, however, that Damien was the first to hesitate. Look, I got my ship biases, even when they're friendship biases.

Raj, you dumbass.

RAJ, THAT IS YOUR BOYFRIEND APOLOGIZE

"- just remember there are different kinds of smart! ... and I'm Raj is one of them." Whoever is writing this dialogue deserves a cookie.

Priya, come on, celebrate the small victories. It helps.

Very true, Julia.

I like how Caleb still helped Julia. "Sorry I'm a good person!"

Wayne/Raj/Bowie friendship for the win. Their little quips. It's funny.

Was... was Chef gazing at Chris? What was he looking at? How bad is my shipping brainrot?

CHREF MOMENT. WHAT IS GOING ON? Headcanon, Chef has a crush on Chris. Chris doesn't know.

Caleb, you're not that stupid, come on.

"Desperate times call for bad ideas." - Wayne 2023-2024

When Zee knows better, you know someone's getting hurt.

WAYNE WON??!!

Why is Wayne's confessional with the team so dark?

I'm so proud of Wayne.

Chef shoving a bag of marshmallows into Ripper's face.

Bowie just accepting the dumbassery.

Next season? There'll be a third with these guys? Please!

It was odd that the rest of the episodes came out on a Saturday instead of a Monday. Oh, well! This was fun. I hope that, if there is another season, it's with these guys, and that a lot of the characters people wanted worked on will get the attention they deserve (Scary Girl, Emma, and kinda Millie). I wonder if they'll keep Julia's mullet, or if she'll give herself a pixie cut or something? I think she'd look cute with short hair, but she would definitely not keep it a mullet. And, hey, maybe it'll give even more fuel for MKulia. Who knows?

See you guys next time! Whenever that happens to be!

[lover-of-mine]

20 Questions for fic Writers!

tagged by @wikiangela thank you <3

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

9 askaoksoaskoaks

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

166,674

3. What fandoms do you write for?

911 and 5sos.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

i won't let nobody hurt you (Buck picking up a sick Chris from school) what if one of these days i go and change your name (Buck is wearing Eddie's turnout and Eddie REALLY wants to marry him) for everything we are (everything we’ve been) (aka the trauma fic, buddie talking it all out) in case you don't live forever (buddie trapped in a collapsed building) this surprise ending i’m depending on (could be the story of another us) (Eddie pinning for 3k words)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to. But it usually takes me a minute because I'm a very awkward human and it's worse when it's about something I made, so I need to think answers through.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

this surprise ending i’m depending on (could be the story of another us) she doesn't have a happy ending at all, it's just unrequited love, Buck is dating and Eddie has feelings about it. I wrote it trying to process my own feelings about the cemetery, it has no dialogue, it's quite angsty I think.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

probably what if one of these days i go and change your name but I'm bad at doing happy stuff oskaoskoaksoaksas

8. Do you get hate on fics?

not really

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I do not. I mean, I don't publish it, there's a wip that I kinda needed the context around the sex and I tried my hand on it, but I don't think that's ever seeing the light of day.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I don't.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Probably not, I don't think so.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

my brain said percabeth so im gonna go with that aoskoaskasok but buddie and stydia are up there too.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

the Buck gets struck by lightning but Eddie is still working dispatch fic. I love that concept but I can't make my vision work.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Emotionally heavy angst oskaoksaskoas I think I'm really good at digging in where it hurts and making you feel the emotional tension around a situation

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I think I overuse the name of the characters sometimes, and I recently caught the same sentence in a similar context in like, 4 of my fics and I was like, not happy about it oaskoaksoakss and I don't write linearly, so that usually bites me in the ass later when I'm trying to connect the dots, because usually when I have an idea I have no idea where it starts, I just type things out and pray for the best, sometimes I need to compromise on stuff I wish I didn't or extend the context to make it better, but it's not always that I can make the context work, so that's a problem that leaves me editing a fic a bit too much. Oh, I'm also terrible at writing a relationship once it's established. No matter the couple, they get together I blank, the turnout fic is legitimately a miracle sokasokoskaosk

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

honestly, right now I think it's awkward, at least for me in my own writing, I tried to make Eddie speak some Spanish and I was cringing the whole way through. I do have a Brazilian oc in a wip that's never gonna see the light of that and she speaks some Portuguese but that's because I had to over the plot.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

the 100 I think, it might've been a stranger thing fic no one ever read, but I wrote it in a notebook and I don't remember when I did it, I didn't even remember writing it until I found it a few months ago, so I don't really know if it was before or after the 100 ones.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

it's between the trauma fic and the soau fic. The trauma fic just because of the way I really tried to make it as close to the show as possible and I'm really proud of the way I did that and the feedback I got on it is really insane, and she's just my baby. And the soau fic even if she doesn't have a happy ending, I really like the way I did the whole no dialogue thing, before writing that I would never say I could just write a fic that's all around the feelings in a situation, and I really like what I did there.

I don't know who's been tagged but I'm gonna tag my usual crowd, no pressure: @eddiebabygirldiaz @housewifebuck @honestlydarkprincess @try-set-me-on-fire @cowboy-buck @watchyourbuck @disasterbuckdiaz @captain-hen

[industrialdreadhead]

ZOMBIES KID pt. 1

Warning: no use of y/n, smut 18+, no protection, don't be silly wrap that willy, poly MIW, written non-binary

A/n: the inspo for this is from @ciginatree

It's a looonngg one, grab some tea

January 10th - Zeppelins pov

It was a brisk cold day out, hence it being early January. Far too cold to be here packing up a tour bus. My ass should be inside with tea. But what's stopping me was my parents, really my dad, wanting me to hop aboard their bus to do a cute birthday present show. Me, just getting off my own tour I was tired. Tired was the understatement of the century. But I wouldn't take my dad for granted therefore I'm here on my way to, hell if I know, getting ready to play a rockin show.

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Just arriving to the venue, it was pretty, spacious as you can get. As that goes I heard about who my dad chose to open, there being two one I haven't even heard a word muttered about and the other being Motionless in White, which I couldn't say I recall a title but before hand looking at the band when I got the word of them being there, curiosity killed the cat and had to take a look, and oh wow were they a different bunch. They were definitely good looking but I wouldn't tell anyone that. I would never live it down. Reading into them especially the ages was definitely a sight for sore eyes, some almost going on to big 40 while my ass was stuck for 27. Not anything crazy but definitely haven't gone for someone that far out. But I was willing to give a try.

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January 11th

Just getting into the hotel we would be staying at, I frowned upon the fact I would be sharing a room with my parents, but hey, family bonding moment am I right?

Getting the word we would be heading out soon to get some food, I hurriedly threw some clothes on to at the very least look like I wasn't rotting in a cramped bunk for little over 24 hours. As I walked out the bathroom from just changing into a baggy tee and jorts, to go put on my doodled on converse, on the way to grab them my dad ruffled my hair. Sitting next to my mom as she put her jewelry on, she couldn't live without just a little charm here or there, I adore her for that.

Many things were going through my head as we were taking the elevator down like 'would MIW be there, should I have cleaned my shoes, what if they think I'm just some weirdo, no they wouldn't they're too nice it seems idddkkkk'

Just as fate had it for me, there they were with what I was assuming as the other gathered band for the show. It felt as though the room shrunk 10× smaller, and said band just stood their charming smiles on some awaiting looks on others, 'they definitely look like they were in a cramped bus' I thought.

My mom turning towards me to say something as she whispered " ohh does someone have a crush" with her smirk plastered on her face, I just chuckled and waved her off. Then we were off.

We didn't have a ride or anything so we were up to walking, I guess it was good, got things to wake up again, as expected the bus being the rooted problem for my physical pain.

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The rest of the day just consisted of getting to know one another, yk dad puffing out his chest to be scary saying the usual "Hey, im Rob, lovely to work with ya again." As they worked together back in 2015 for the APMAs. Which I would've been there hanging out, if it wasn't for me playing a festival. As Chris came to me with an outstretched hand introduicing himself with a "Hi im Chris, heard so much about you from your old man, whats your name?" And me giving him a simple shake and "its Zeppelin" and mustered up my best smile. It's kinda scary having 5 men consciously staring you down with what could only be referred to a strong gaze, well some, a guy by the name Vinny was a cutie, simply happy existing, nonetheless exhausted but sweet making me feel extroverted in a sense, eith how easy it was to open up and talk. Something I don't typically go for. As later in the day, I got to talking with Ricky as we sat and just seemed to talk endlessly about books and a little bit of philosophy. Now this is a guy I could spend a cloudy night talking to.

Unfortunately the end of the day came too soon for my liking. The sun beginning to set. As my parents and I started the trek back with everyone else trekking behind us, seemingly whispering about something, probably band boy stuff.

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January 11th - Justin's pov

As me and the band went walking back I got to thinking how nice Zeppelin had been with Vinny and Ricky which for me was admirable. And how cute their face was lighting up when Ricky would mention a specific book or movie. Being at war with myself as to if I should share my discovering thoughts or to keep them to myself I chose the latter, and continued to walk. God only knows how much I need sleep, atleast on a mattress.

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January 12th, Dads birthday show - Zeppelins pov

Just waking up, it being 10 in the morning, the show not being being till 7pm. I just wanted to sleep for a few more hours but that thought got cut short for a pillow wacking me. Moving to see my dad hovering over me pillow in hand "WAKKER UPP sleepy head we got a soundcheck to do" as I look over to see my moms bed head, while she softly chuckles while she talks my dad down "oh hun they could've slept a little longer, but now that you're up sweetie, wanna go get breakfast heard it's good here." With that I jumped up, realizing my stomach was far too empty to work, and took my mom up on her offer.

1:30 pm at venue

Me and dad and the rest of the group were heading on stage to do a quick sound check. As MIW and the other band were in the seated pit area.

As I was bopping my head to what was being played keeping in time, I couldn't help but feel as though I'm being stared at, so I take a simple glance up to just my luck to find Justin taking one good long look at me, as another was trying to get his attention as they were speaking. And just then we made eye contact and I soon stared to feel my hands sweating, which lead me to miss a string, and lovely THWAMP! blasted through the speakers and just for me to roll my eyes great ' couldn't have embarrassed yourself anymore Zep' I thought to myself. And soon it was stopping time, which was good I couldn't handle being up there any longer and I was starting to get parched. As I was reaching for a bottle of water Justin appeared to my side smiling

"Yk that was some good playing skills

Would've been better if you kept your eyes to yourself mister as I lightly shoved his arm chuckling"

And then we simply went out own separate ways.

Justin's pov

It seemed so out of their norm to miss a string especially like that, atleast from what I gathered they always talked highly of their playing skills. Part of Me can't help but think the reason they got distracted was my staring, not knowing if that was a good thing, i wanna find out. So as Zombies band took their break I followed Zeppelin back to the water area as I approached I started talking, teasing them a bit yk all in good fun, just as they shoved my arm playfully I couldn't help but feel a spark, as cheesy as it sounds I couldn't stop my wide smile coming across.

3:15 - Ryan's pov

I couldn't help but realize shit was going down with the Zeppelin person and my band, and I wouldn't admit it but I was upset I wasn't in on it. So as any surprisingly desperate man would do I acted dumb, we had a few more hours till the gates opened and thought it was my perfect chance. So I went out on a hunt, looking like a man on a mission finding this person, just to see them talking with their dad on personal life stuff, so I just peeked my head into the room, and they both looked over their dad seemed to give me an upnose look brows furrowed, but I was persistent and determined, so her it goes

"Hey Zeppelin do ya think you can help me with something on my guitar you look like you know what you're doing" as their dad simply muttered a "you serious" with tilted head and deadpan expression but as always Zeppelin stood up with a "oh shush dad, of course Ryan I'll help ya, whatcha need?" As they followed me out of the room, now I was sweating because I totally just fibbed and now I gotta come up with a real problem. Simply grabbing my guitar and did what I stuck with, play dumb

So I sat there and lied out my ass just to feel something from them. And it worked it ended up in a conversation from favourite guitarists and how we got up to playing the instrument. And before I knew it, it was time for gates to open and let fans in. So I begrudgingly left them to themselves and went to go get ready.

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Zeppelin pov

As I headed into my dressing room, seeing my mom hanging out in there, going over to give her a hug. And sat at the vanity and started my intricate face paint and get my shitty patched overalls, with the legs cut down to be just below my knees, with a old muscle shirt underneath, and bringing over my adidas bravados, and Frilly socks. And as I started teasing up my dyed hair, my mom spoke up simply asking me what's going on with the band boys, and feeling my stomach turn I just shrugged and said it was nothing but I know she held her suspicions.

Not that I worry about her thinking I weird for undoubtedly growing a strong love for the 5 men, it's just I don't want to be too sure, and get ahead of myself, because truly I will forever be seen as "ZOMBIES KID" fortunately though I have been able to make a name for myself outside of my current situation. And before I knew it, it was time to rock!!

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Just getting off stage, already reminiscing my dad just so happy and jumping around and when I gave him his cake singing happy birthday to him you could see how he lit up with joy as my mom and dad shared a moment together. But I couldn't shake the whole time out of the corner of my eye I could see MIW just bopping to the music with us playing Vinny and Ricky jumping together, Justin and Chris standing with a smile seeing their drummer and guitarist having fun. Ryan standing with a smoke cloud around him as it seems was a constant sight. I have grown to know that about him.

But as that happy moment passed came in the thought 'this was just one show this was practically it, I would go back to my crazy life amd probably never see or hear from them again'

But that didn't stop me from.having a good rest of my night as it was still dad's birthday and we have an after party to get to. Oh how I hate them but I'll deal.

LATER

one word for this place was, alive, that's for sure. Sweaty people in a far too crowded pub. How cute. Speaking of cute that's how I would describe my outfit choosing to go for black tights, my doc, with light blue shorts a graphic tee with a black button up vest over it. I take pride in how I look, the good looks come with pretty parents,at that fashionable too, can't help it. I couldn't help the nagging feeling of not getting a longer chance with the boys. But it was quickly subsided with drink I was slowly nursing as I watched my parents be the oh so talkative type, it was hysterical seeing my social butterfly mom drag my dad to different groups to talk. And with that I felt someone sit to the right of me, turning to find Ricky. "Oh hey hun what are you doing shouldn't you be hanging out with your friends?"

Unbeknownst to me

[the-firebird69]

I took console on this idea and well I have thought about it it's awful it's going to head anyway so I had to ask people and they said we're trying to dislodge him and they mean John remillard and we're going to just Lodge dislodge no we're not keeping you on Dave and we mean it too and what he's saying is there's several parties that are trying to dislodge them and even without him involved he will try and dislodge Chris before he tries to dislodge us from our apartments or to return any kind of favor or fire really and people don't see it it's obscure but it's his plan and he'll say I'm out of here that won't do and I'm going to make my plan work and you're going to think that I'm after you and he'll say horrible things and nothing will happen and he'll take that he's getting his plan in the meantime but we're really going to be doing is dislodging his from everywhere here and escorting them to the furnace and if he refuses to stay away from you we'll start executing people near him who have to make it happen too and we'll just keep doing it there's no reason not to cuz he goes after his own family anyways and we will incriminate others until this lousy piece of s*** Street crap game is over this is the lowest stupid thing I've ever seen anybody do and it's these two morons and Terry cheesman you are a nightmare to him in Castle and he's using you and he remembers the part that was bad it looks at you like a very stupid person he went so bad as Sean Mason and it shows but I guess you're squished as Terry cheesman and a stinking liar and jerk more than one occasionally beat you up and he said no it's 5 years and he can't do it with me and he started going through everybody threatening them saying their past 5 years and they looked and it's true and Tommy f started hitting him and that's what happens and a friend here does it on purpose well this particular case I went to my hand and that was Terry cheesman to open his mouth yeah I saw it happening I couldn't believe it it was working you guys are pushovers in several areas one of them is they're very stupid the other is they have these animal tendencies and we're going to use them I can't stand these pieces of s***

Mac daddy

Okay so I'm admitting it'll happen exactly like he says I can't believe this I'm such a barf head and he says I can't either and it ignorant slob about life in general and really he says I don't have a clue about the math about him have lost so much compared to other people that they're mad poor people and say they could have done a better job and want to kill me he says and I heard about that it's going that way I guess it's going to probably happen and they'll dislodge me and I think it's great and they say that I'm going to lose and I don't think so

John remillard

This is great it's a go I looked at the psychology I asked the computer and it said we think your nitwits he's the one doing it you can't tell he's doing it and we're mad at you you're giving all sorts of jobs to do for you this is one thing that John remillard does and consistently and he doesn't want you to notice him doing it and I guess you don't and he's very very stupid and bass in the system is not complicated at all that's what my computer said and I believe it and I also believe that he's a dead man we're going to get him out of there and it's not going to be hard and it didn't himself twice once with me mostly used me and if I dislodged myself I could be in trouble but Tommy f wants to and the warlock and the pseudo empire we're all going to do it so he's going to try and just watch him himself to avoid all of us and he probably leaked himself and it's true and that's what he does he also is going to try and get his stuff back and by using it and we're going to kick his ass and we see his movies and we're not all there at the same time it is that guy's a jackass

Stan

This is the hard part to say it's supposed to be our people is supposed to know our rules and laws and culture and get along and you're supposed to do things that work for all of us and they're working for a very long time we didn't need that to go that way it had to go a different way and you messed up a lot of stuff Trump and you're very wrong and you're going to go to jail for it and we're going to put you on trial for what you really did and we're going to have the max train do that too and they said they are going to do that in proxy and institute and we know what it means and in situ and we know what it means it means in where we are walking around but also in a laboratory we got that too this is great

Mac daddy

That was one of the headaches that he's putting up with and we usually get blamed mostly and it probably should and it was horrible and he's got a few of those out there still and we have to take care of it and we're getting ready and we're ramping up we're going to dispense with it and use Force. I love the idea with the dagger GT it's one of my favorite things to do is to try and get these cars going again I love it and the car drives different and rides different it is just a dream it rides a little like the Bradley GT and that kind of got up and moved it is so fast so he wants to revive the first one and use the Fiat there's a bunch of Fiats from the 80s and 90s and early 2000s just sit there and rest of the city inside doing nothing and I got an idea this would be great we're going to try and do it ourselves if we can't we go to Chow fat and tell him the idea he might not like it no he probably will it's going to be a lot less expensive a lot easier to do a quicker build and it will use a new body so he's thinking about too but we have to design it and get it going for him to copy it and so he likes that and we're going to go ahead and start

Thor Freya

In the United States we use Volkswagen chassis for the dagger GT is about the same size as that Nissan and he agrees he can make another model later on and it's going to be great

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Olympus

[imyourbratzdoll]

Hi can you write Chris angst with happy ending, where the reader is younger than him and not from the US, Chris and reader have a fight and he says something he didn't mean, bc the reader didn't have anyone to go to so she went to chris' mom's house and tell her about the fight. Thank youu!

hello! I hope you enjoy this, this was probably the longest thing I've written as well, haha. thank you for sending it in!

warning - angst, happy ending.

the gif I use isn't mine, dividers by @newlips and @firefly-graphics

While Chris is away at work, I usually stay at his house, which he says is mine. I make sure it’s spotless before he comes home. I look after Dodger and take him for walks. When I know Chris will be home, there’s always a hot plate of food ready for him and a nice cold beer. I have to admit. It was hard to get acquainted in a country I didn’t know that well. I was thankful for Lisa as she helped a lot. 

The hardest thing about dating a well-known actor was the fans once they found out I was much younger than Chris. It was on, they’d try and make my life a living hell, and they made sure it was known I wasn’t deserving of a man like Chris Evans. But to them, no woman was unless it was themselves.

Chris has been distant lately. We used to talk all the time while he worked. Facetime, calls, texts. You name it, and we did it. But recently, he’s stopped. I receive one-word answers now and no good morning or goodnight texts, no I love you’s during the day. Just nothing…

Today, I cleaned the whole house, took Dodger to his usual dog park, fed him and made dinner. Making myself look presentable for Chris. The front door slams open as I finally sit down and start a movie while cuddling Dodger. An irritated Chris storms through, and he places his things down before turning towards me. A sneer appears on his face.

“So this is what you do all day? Just sit on your ass and watch tv?” Ignoring what I’m about to say, he stalks over to the kitchen and swings open the fridge door, grabbing a beer before popping the cap off and gulping most of it down. I slowly get up, feeling my chest tighten at his words. No hug, no gentle greeting. Just bitterness, like black coffee without the milk and sugar.

I give Dodger a small pat before heading into the kitchen, where Chris is drinking a second beer, leaning against the counter and glaring at the hot food on the stove. I nervously pick at my nails, carefully walking towards Chris and placing a soft hand on his arm. My mouth opens as I’m about to speak, but Chris’s head snaps toward me, and the harsh glare on his face causes me to flinch back.

“Can’t you just fuck off already?! You’re always fucking here! Always fucking texting and calling me! You’re so fucking clingy. You called me during work and interrupted a scene! You sit around here all day and do fucking nothing! I do all the fucking work, and I can’t even come home and get a fucking break!”

“I–I…” I try to blink away, the tears forming. Chris backs me into the table as his harsh words pierce through me. Spit flying from how angry he is.

“You– you what?! Huh?! GET OUT! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!” I can’t even feel my heart breaking as I take off. I don’t see Dodger running into the room and practically tackling his dad whilst barking. Everything is a blur, and I quickly run out of the house, not even daring to take a car, as that’ll just add to Chris’s hatred. 

I’ve been running for a while, not knowing where I’d end up as I didn’t have anyone. My feet managed to take me to Lisa’s house, and I anxiously waited at the front door after knocking, thinking that maybe coming here wouldn’t be a good idea. I mean… What if she hates me too? What if I’m just a burden and I should just leave and never turn back, but before I can turn and try and find my way, the door opens.

“Y/n?” Lisa’s eyes widen at the sight of me before quickly ushering me in. I didn’t even notice I was crying or that my feet were bleeding, “oh dear, what happened?” I’m so spaced out that I don’t notice her leading me over to the couch and sitting me down. As Lisa returns with hot chocolate, a blanket is wrapped around my shivering form. Once she sets it down, she looks me over and takes my hand. 

My mouth opens and closes for a while as I try to find the words. “I– uh, Chris… He came home….” I slowly take a sip of the drink in my hand, even though my stomach is in knots, and I feel like I’ll throw up at any minute. Lisa patiently waits for me to continue, knowing I need some time for my head to wrap around all of it. “He’s been distant lately and– and he came home, said something about how I do nothing all day, and then, he disappeared to the kitchen. Already two beers in when I reached him….” I break out into a sob. Lisa’s hand connects with my back and gives it a rub. 

“He– he, uh, said a lot of things… Mean things, and he told me to get out, so I ran, and this is where I ended up. I’m so sorry, Lisa. I’m bothering you.” I go to stand, but she quickly pushes me down before giving me a motherly hug. 

“You’re never a bother, dear. My son shouldn’t have said or reacted like this, and I’m sorry for how he’s treated you. Now come on, let’s run you a bath and then you can sleep in the guest bedroom.” She stands, holding her hand out, and once I grab it, she leads me to the guest room before she heads into the bathroom, running the bath for me. Once she thinks it’s perfect, she comes out and informs me, and I head in. I strip down and hand her my clothes before relaxing in the tub.

As I sit there, the day catches up to me. A tear falls, and then another, until a full sob leaves my lips. I place my head into my hands at the feeling of heartbreak. My hand runs down my face. The stress of it all is visible on my face. I’m broken out of my daze when there’s a knock on the door, “I’ve placed a clean pair of clothes on the bed. If you need anything else, don’t hesitate to ask, dear.” I mutter a thank you, deciding to get out and sleep the pain away.

I dried off and changed into the clean clothes put out for me before crawling under the covers, regretting sleep as my night was filled with nightmares. Waking up every two hours, sweat covering my forehead as a new nightmare has appeared. Soon the sun rose, and so did I, even more exhausted than I was before, slowly rising from the bed and pushing the covers off of me. I leave the room and head down to where Lisa is.

I stand in the doorway, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I wish her a good morning. She spins, and her eyes widen at my state before she rushes over, “oh dear.” Her arms wrap tightly around me, I want to cry, but it feels like there’s nothing left. “Come, sit. I’ve made breakfast.” For a while, we talk and get things done around the house. It’s around the afternoon when we hear a knock on the door. Lisa lays a hand on my knee, excusing herself before going toward the front door.

My heart starts to race as I hear his voice. He seems to be pleading with his mother. I slowly stand before making my way over there, placing a gentle hand on Lisa’s shoulder. “It’s okay, Lisa, thank you.” She looks at me, and I nod, turning toward Chris as she leaves. His appearance is horrible, bags under his eyes, his eyes are bloodshot and puffy, and tears are rolling down his face. 

“What do you want?” My arms cross, knowing I look just as horrible as him. His heart breaks even more at the sight. He goes to reach out, but I flinch away, and Chris feels his world shatter. 

“I– I made a mistake. I’m so sorry. I wasn’t in the right, and I took it out on you, baby. I’m so so sorry. Please forgive me.” At this point, big fat tears were leaving his pretty blue eyes. He continues to plead, beg, anything and everything, but my heart hurts too much to forgive him.

“I, uhm… think we should take a break for a while. It hurts too much to forgive you right now….” I bite my lip hard, trying not to break out into tears. “I’ll come to pick my things up later….” Chris’s mouth drops open as he begs for this not to happen, but my mind has been made up. The distance was one thing that went on for months, but the fight that’s what pushed this.

Chris watches as Y/n packs all of her things, both hearts breaking. Chris regretted everything the minute the words left his mouth, hell, even when he was distancing himself. Dodger hasn’t come close to him since then, but the moment the dog saw you, he was all over you, licking you and giving you attention. He hasn’t left your side since. Chris felt his world slipping through his fingers.

God, he wished that he had talked to you. He wished he talked about how stressed he was instead of distancing himself, and he wished that he didn’t let his co-workers or fans get to his head about how you were much younger than him, that you were taking him for granted. That one day, you’d look at him and realise you could do so much better, god. Chris wished he could go back and slap himself for being so stupid.

Once you got everything, you started to head out the door. You were saying a long goodbye to Dodger before you stood and looked at Chris. You get on your tippy toes and place a gentle kiss on his cheek, pulling back and looking into his eyes. “I will always love you, and I’m sorry it had to end this way.”

A tear fell from the pair's eyes as one lover walked away from the other, not knowing they wouldn’t meet again for another couple of months.

During the time they were apart, Chris retired and decided to give therapy a try. Every day, he regrets it, choosing to spend time with family, not once looking for a relationship because he felt a piece of him was missing. Right now, Chris was at the store picking up some food. His relationship with Dodger took some time to heal. 

Y/n, well. She decided to go back home for a while, needing to be around her family as she was so heartbroken. Just recently, she moved back to Boston because even though being with her family was lovely, she felt as though Boston was her home, but she still was missing a piece of her. Right now, she’s at the store because her fridge is empty.

The two soulmates didn’t realise they’d meet again.

Y/n goes to reach for a tub of ice cream, and at the same time, so does Chris. Their hands touch and they quickly jerk them away.

“Sorry”

“No– no, I’m sorry.”

Brows furrowed as the voice sounded familiar. They turned to look at each other, and that feeling of emptiness was suddenly filled when their eyes locked. Chris’s face goes red as he gestures to the ice cream, and Y/n grabs it whilst also grabbing another and carefully handing it to him.

They stand awkwardly for a moment, both trying to figure out the right thing to say.

“So… How’ve you been?” Y/n decides to start it off simple, feeling her heart hurt from how much she’s missed him, not the him she unfortunately saw but the one she fell in love with.

“Yeah, good, good. I– uh, retired and started therapy. How have you been?” Chris rubs the back of his neck as Y/n’s eyes widen. 

“You retired?” He nods, explaining that he thinks it was time and that he’s been spending more time with his family. “I’ve– uhm. I’ve been good. I decided to move back, as you can see.” They and everyone else can feel the awkward tension, the ex-couple not knowing how to react. 

Chris clears his throat before gesturing, “well– it was good seeing you, I should.” Y/n nods, agreeing. They start to separate ways for the second time, and god, is it heartbreaking for the two. At the same time, they turn and face one another before their items are dropped, and they move toward each other, Chris opening his arms and scooping her up as their lips meet.

It looks like something out of a movie to outsiders but to these two. It was like the piece that was missing was finally found.

They pull back for air, and their eyes are full of tears. “I’m so sorry. I’m such a fucking idiot. I never stopped loving you, and I should’ve talked to you instead of being an ass.” Y/n wipes the tear that falls from his eyes. Leaning forward, she places another kiss against his lips.

“I forgave you a long time ago, bubs, and I did say I will always love you.” We stare into each other’s eyes for a while until we both break out into laughter. 

“We’ve become one of those cheesy romance movies, haven’t we?”

“Yeah, yeah, we have.”

thank you for reading!

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[lushvbes]

Neighbours - Chris Evans

Pairing : Chris Evans x Fem!Reader

Word count : 1.1k

Warnings : Strangers to lovers, sexual thoughts (mostly on Chris' part), alludes to smut, 18+

PART 2

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The house next door to Chris' had been empty since he bought his own. Until recently, that is, when an unfamiliar pick-up truck pulled up outside, with 3 dogs in the back.

Walking into his kitchen and shoving his jacket off, Chris observed carefully through the window at the young woman hugging the older woman who he assumed to be the realtor.

Taking a step back, she was expressing her admiration, before the realtor was off on her way.

As she turned around to watch the realtor walk away and drive off, Chris got a good look at her face, butterflies arousing in the depth of his stomach.

"Well aren't you such a pretty little thing?" He muttered to himself, taking a deep breath.

"Dodger!" He called out for his furry companion. "I think it's time for a walk buddy."

Taking Dodger outside, he saw you standing by your car. Bending over, you were trying to kill him by flipping your hair down to gather and tie up.

God, he wanted to tie you up.

Bent over, ass in the air, he could feel himself stiffening the more he looked at you.

Just gotta walk it off, he thought and forced himself to start to walk away.

He didn't want to take his eyes off of you.

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Chris was walking back down the street, Dodger striding happily beside him. Thoughts had been running through his mind since he left his home.

Heavy breathing. Hands all over your body. He could only imagine what those tits of yours look like.

A sudden loud bark and pull on the lead forced him out of his fantasies.

Dodger was pulling, squirming to get away and run to what seemed to be the other pups in the back of your truck.

"Hey," Chris tried to take control of the dog. "Dodge, come on."

Three more successive loud barks and Chris could barely control him anymore.

The attention was grabbed of the dogs in the car, barking back, seemingly in some sort of language.

"Hi," you called out, and came flitting down the stairs on the front porch. He did a double take. "Sorry, I think they're a bit pent up from a long car ride. I'm Y/N, I just bought this house."

Y/N. God she was even more beautiful up close.

Chris had to take a moment to remember how to talk.

"Chris," he introduced himself. "I live next door."

"It's nice to meet you."

"Yeah, you too." He had known about you for all of an hour and he was already obsessed. And he was desperate to cling onto anything he could to keep you close. "So, where did you move from?"

He swore your smile could light up the whole city.

"Baltimore."

"Wow, long drive."

"Yeah, 7 hours, I think it was?"

He let out a huff of air.

"Why'd you move here?"

He just had to know more about you.

"New job," he raised his eyebrows. "I'm a doctor."

"Wow. A doctor, huh?"

You nodded.

Impressive, more than just a pretty face.

"Exciting."

He didn't know what to say next.

Change the subject, keep the conversation going.

"What are your dog's names?"

"Uh, Major Tom," you pointed to the biggest of the dogs, "Short Rib," the brown and white spotted one, "and Mac and Cheese."

"You named your dog Mac and Cheese?" You nodded. "I like it."

"Who's this little guy's name?" You asked back, squatting down to stroke Dodger's head.

"Dodger."

You went silent for a second, thinking.

"Baseball?" You questioned.

A laugh escaped him.

"Yeah."

"Nice. Hi buddy."

You continued your little conversation with Dodger, scratching behind his ears and smiling widely.

"So how's it going?" Chris asked, his deep blue eyes meeting yours. "I know moving days are always stressful."

A sigh left your lips as your chest heaved. He couldn't help but sneak a peek. God, you were beautiful.

"It's been insane," You started your rant. "My fridge doesn't work, and the moving truck with all of my shit got delayed, so now it's coming- well, it's supposed to come tomorrow, but it got delayed to Sunday, but apparently everyone has to take Sunday off," you rolled your eyes. "So it's really coming Monday. If it even is coming at this point. I only packed for a night so all I've got is a mattress, a couple packets of dog food, and a box of clothes. And the power isn't on yet. So I'm relying on my solar powered portable charger. And then, on top of all of that, the water's off, but not in the whole house, it's just off in the showers, so they don't work."

"My shower works."

He said it without thinking.

Regret filled his mind. Not regret, but, something definitely akin to it.

Embarassment? Maybe.

Nerves? Without a doubt.

The look in your eyes made Chris feel a shriveling feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"Would it be totally insane if I used it?"

He let out a breath of relief.

"Not at all."

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You felt insane.

What were you thinking, showering in the house of a man you just met?

Admittedly a very, very attractive man who made your head go fuzzy, but a stranger nonetheless.

"Towels are just in here, call out if you need any help with the shower."

Chris walked out of the bathroom, softly shutting the door behind him before you could reply.

He simply did something to you that you couldn't explain.

You quickly got a towel out of the cabinet and undressed before you let your thoughts get too far.

Pulling the handle of the shower and turning it a little to the left, it felt stuck. Pulling a little harder, it felt even more jammed and there was no water coming out of the showerhead.

Wrapping the towel around you, you opened the bathroom door and called out for Chris. He showed up inexplicably fast.

"I think there's something wrong with your showerhead." His eyebrows furrowed. "It's not working."

He slid past you and into the bathroom. You couldn't ignore the way your breasts lightly brushed his hard chest.

"Sometimes it sticks, I'm sorry."

With a bit of a jiggle and a little maneuver, water started pouring from the head.

It was only when Chris turned around a little too quickly that you had noticed how close you were standing behind him.

In an instant, his chest was touching yours, your eyes timidly moving up to look at him. You almost felt dwarfed by his sheer size.

He sunk his teeth into his bottom lip, tilting his head down to look at you. You hadn't dared to move.

His hands came up and rested on your waist.

"Are you thinking about the same thing that I'm thinking about?"

His voice had gotten deeper, sending a shock down your spine and straight to your core.

"Yes," you breathed.

"Good girl."

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K I just keep thinking about that pic of Chris playing golf and then that thought turns into Daddy Steve playing golf and maybe Bucky came along but is so bored so he starts trying to distract Daddy and it seems like it’s not working so Bucky’s pouting and then all of a sudden Steve backs him up against and a tree and gets all growly and yeah 🙈🙈

Oh my god, Hannah! UGH, what a heady fucking thought! Daddy Steve out here trying to relax with a few friends, his baby insisting he's more than happy with tagging along then getting bored an hour in.

Who knew golf would take so long! What is he supposed to do aside from sip on seltzers and sneak pictures of his Daddy he can look at later in the privacy of his own jerk off session? Ugh!

And who knew that three black cherry seltzers would leave him feeling so bold and bratty so easily? He starts to pout when Daddy pulls away from kisses too soon, starts to whine when it's Steve's turn each round. "How much longer? Did you bring snacks? They have drinks, I know, but do they have treats? Popsicles?"

Steve can barely handle the distraction because...

Daddy Steve is secretly a sucker for a pouty, bratty, spoiled baby.

It's something they rarely see. Bucky is an angel, is grateful and precious and all things good. So when that voice of Bucky's hits a spoiled lilt, when that bottom lip comes out to play, Daddy can't help but get a lot hard a little too fast.

One dramatic roll of the eyes, one even more spoiled whine, and Daddy can't let this behavior continue any longer. He's playing a shit game anyway, hits the ball over past some bushes, shouts for Bucky to come help him find his lost ball.

Bucky's whine that follows his command has his balls throbbing.

"Steve, is this the last hole? I don't want to—

The hand over his mouth is much more of a surprise than the bite of bark in his back.

"Sweetheart, I've had just about enough'a your mouth today and that's sayin' somethin' because you know how much I love that pretty thing..."

Have mercy, the way that boy would light up, the way that special kind of heat reserved just for Daddy would zip right up his spine. His eyes all wide, the way his body naturally arches into Steve's, wanting to be good. Christ, the way he feels up against Steve's body, Daddy would have to pause to purr and get a few good squeezes in, right down Bucky's sides, his hips, his ass.

Focus, Rogers.

He brings a hand back up to wrap loosely around the front of Bucky's throat.

"I've got three more holes left to get through and I'd really really like to get through them without you givin’ me any more attitude than you already have. You wanted to come, Daddy didn't make you come, you remember that? Now go sit your tight little ass in that cart, look pretty, and preoccupy yourself until I'm done. Do you understand me?"

Bucky would be panting, hard between his legs, eyelids heavy. He goes fucking nuts for Steve when he gets into this Big Daddy mood, gags for it, and now is no different. His hands reach out to squeeze at Steve's hips, slipping under his shirt in a happy accident. Shit, his skin is so warm, fuck.

"Yes, Daddy."

“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” Steve rumbles against Bucky’s lips before turning him around and smacking him on the ass, sending him on his way to do exactly as Daddy said.

How many smacks on the ass for his behavior do you think Bucky gets that night when they get home? I think Daddy would wait until he hears sniffles, would drag it out and have his own fun. 😮‍💨

Bless you, lovebug. This was a delicious thought to have on self care sunday, nomnomnom. 💕