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masterlist
hello friends i'm finally making a masterlist!! i left out old imagines that i don't really write for those people anymore but yeah!!
requests always open!!
Love y'all!
Brad Simpson
secret's out
believe me
LA nights
after the show
rooftop
cheap wine
missing you
don't touch her
confessions
betrayal
friends
Colby Brock
lost
begin again
Conrad Fisher
secret
#brad simpson#brad simpson imagine#brad simpson x reader#imagine#colby brock#colby brock imagine#colby brock x reader#sam golbach#sam and colby#conrad fisher#conrad fisher imagine#conrad fisher x reader#jeremiah fisher#jeremiah fisher imagine#the summer i turned pretty#tsitp#tsitp imagine#james mcvey#tristan evans#connor ball#the vamps
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𝙍𝙀𝘾𝙊𝙉𝘾𝙄𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙎 | 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
summary | from the beginning, everything had been sunshine and rainbows, but now, all hangs on the line. after you and brad get into a heated argument and all is about to break, brad begs for your forgiveness.
pairings | brad simpson x fem!reader
warning | swearing, kissing, angst, fluff, mature themes, arguing
The room was tense, the air practically crackling with the charged energy of an argument that had escalated far beyond its original point. You and Brad had found yourselves in a heated dispute, your voices raised and words like arrows striking their mark. The once warm and cosy temperature of your shared apartment now felt suffocating, each corner echoing with the remnants of your heated exchange.
The catalyst for the argument was a date that should been etched into Brad's memory: your birthday. Yet, he had forgotten, and the disappointment that washed over you was palpable, turning the day into an emotional battlefield.
"I can't believe you forgot, Brad!" Your voice quivered with a mix of sadness and anger, your eyes glistening with unshed tears.
"I know, and I'm truly sorry," Brad's voice carried a weight of remorse, his expression a reflection of his regret. "It was thoughtless of me."
The argument had spiraled from there, unraveling years of shared memories, trust, and affection. The wounds you both inadvertently tore open during the heat of the dispute ran deep, leaving your relationship hanging in the balance.
Silence descended upon the room, both of you catching your breath, emotions still raw from the intensity of the argument. Brad's initial defensiveness had given way to genuine regret as he gazed at your tear-streaked face, the pain he had caused etched into your features.
"I never meant to hurt you like this," Brad's voice was laced with sadness and self-reproach, his own heartache evident in his eyes. "I messed up, and I can't even begin to express how sorry I am."
You blinked, anger beginning to dissipate as you took in the depth of Brad's remorse. "Why didn't you just tell me if you were preoccupied? We could have made other plans together?"
Brad's shoulders slumped, and he took a cautious step forward, his gaze fixed on your eyes as he reached out, his fingers hovering in the space between you. "I should have communicated better. I let my own negligence overshadow how much you mean to me."
Your expression softened as you listened to Brad's confession. You could see his genuine remorse, a mirror to his own regrets and vulnerabilities.
"I wanted your birthday to be special, and I ended up ruining it," Brad continued, his voice heavy with regret. "I love you more than words could say, Y/N, and I can't imagine my life without you."
Tears welled up in your eyes again, your emotions in turmoil. Taking a tentative step forward, you closed the distance, and Brad enveloped you in a tight embrace.
"I'm sorry too," you whispered, your voice barely audible, the weight of your own mistakes heavy on your conscience.
You held each other in silence, the weight of the argument and the pain gradually giving way to the warmth of your shared embrace. When you finally pulled apart, Brad cupped your tear-streaked face in his hands, his eyes brimming with sincerity.
"Can you find it in your heart to forgive me?" Brad's voice was a plea, his vulnerability laid bare.
You gazed into his eyes, seeing the sincerity and love there, the same love that had woven your lives together. With a shaky breath, you nodded.
"I forgive you, Brad."
Relief washed over Brad's features, and he pulled you into another tight hug, as if afraid to let you go.
From that moment on, you both vowed to communicate better, to treasure each other's emotions and cherish the time you had together. Your love proved unbreakable, even in the face of the darkest moments. As you both worked through your issues, your relationship emerged stronger, a vow to the power of forgiveness and the resilience of two hearts intertwined.
#brad simpson#bradley simpson#the vamps#connor ball#tristan evans#james mcvey#brad simpson x reader#bradley simpson x reader#imagine#one shot#fanfic#fanfiction#the vamps imagine#bradley simpson imagine#brad simpson imagine#brad simpson one shot#the vamps brad#the vamps band
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Please, how am I meant to be okay after this picture plssss??? He is👌🏼👌🏼
#the vamps#brad simpson#bradley simpson#bradley will simpson#connor ball#tristan evans#james mcvey#sari blogs
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TheVampsCon: NEWCASTLE. Fackin awesome
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Which Chicks?
Real chicks or human chicks?
Straight chicks or gay chicks?
Or only specific chicks?
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For You | Brad Simpson pt 2.
Summary | You and Brad have been together for almost a year, you both are happy together. You are even going on tour with Brad and the other boys and you couldn't be more happy, but ever since you got those hate messages from some "fans" you try your hardest to stay happy and not ruin the tour for Brad and the boys.
Words | 1.52k
pairings | brad simpson x fem reader
warning | kissing, mature themes, arguing
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“Why do you want to leave?” He asked.
“I feel like I made you mad and yeah I know I should have told you about the messages, but I thought if I ignored them and blocked them then they would leave me alone. So I think the best thing to do is go back home.” I said.
Brad sits on the bed quietly, his hands run through his curly hair and I can tell he is still irritated.
“I'm not mad at you, just upset that you didn't come to me when all of this was happening, I told you I can put a stop to it, but you don't want me to. Why's that?
“Because I don't need you to fight my battles for me.” I blurted out.
Brad gets up and walks to the door.
“B, I didn't mean it that way.” I said.
“Maybe, we should take a break from each other.” He said walking out of the hotel room.
Tears started to fall down my cheeks and I ran to the bathroom and locked myself in there, at this point I missed my flight, and I don't know what to do now.
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“Hey, is everything okay?” Kirstie asked Brad.
“We kind of had a disagreement, and we are on a break.” Brad said in front of everyone.
Kirstie went to see if y/n was okay, but once she went into the hotel room she noticed that y/n was gone, but her suitcases and everything was still in the room, even her phone. James came into the room to check on y/n as well.
“Where is she?” James asked.
“I don't know, all of her stuff is still here, maybe she went to get fresh air.” Kirstie said.
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I needed fresh air, away from everyone, to think things through. I didn't want it to end up like this Brad breaking up with me, all because I didn't tell him about his fans hating me, for what, I don't know exactly what for. Maybe dating a celebrity was a wrong thing, but I don't see Brad as a celebrity, I see him as a normal, fun, outgoing, down to earth guy, who loves to spend time with family and friends and do normal things. I saw a couple of fans still waiting at the place where the boys are performing at, I guess they have another meet and greet. A few of them noticed me and came walking up to me.
“Aren't you dating Brad?” One of the girls said. I just nod my head.
“We noticed there are a couple of fan pages that have been hating on you, but we just want you to know we love you, and we are sorry people are mean and cruel, and if it's okay can we take a picture with you?” Another girl said.
“Thank you, and of course.” I said.
I talked to them for a few more minutes. I wasn't going in the building, I decided to explore France, which I was supposed to be doing with Brad, but things changed. I saw a cute little café, I went in and ordered a coffee and just sat there enjoying the view.
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Brad's trying to enjoy the meet and greet, but with everything going on he seems more irritated and even some of the fans have noticed. The same group of girls that met with y/n was next in line and they started to talk about y/n, and Brad overheard them talking about the drama between y/n and those fan pages. Brad decided to walk out of the meet and greet, he tried calling y/n, but it went straight to voice-mail. Brad walks back to the hotel hoping that you're still there so he can apologize for what happened. Once he gets in he sees you watching tv.
“I'm sorry, I didn't mean what I said, I was mad at myself for not noticing what was happening, I don't want a break at all, I tried calling you, but I guess you don't want to talk to me. I wouldn't blame you. Brad said.
“I just came back in and my phone is dead, don't be mad at yourself, you didn't know, and I'm sorry for not telling you I just wanted you to have a fun tour, not have to worry about anything. I got you something. I saw this and thought of you.” I said grabbing a small box and handing it to Brad.
He opens it and inside is a small red heart necklace that I thought was cute for Brad. He immediately puts it on and hugs me.
“Thank you, I love it and I love you so fucking much.” Brad said.
He grabs my face gently and kisses me. He pushes me on the bed and gets on top of me.
“I want you so bad, I need you now.” Brad said in between kisses.
“What are you waiting for then?” I said tugging on his shirt hinting him to take it off.
Before we got any further, there was a knock at the door.
“Just ignore it.” I said as I unbuttoned his pants.
“Brad, open up.” James yelled.
Brad groans and gets up and button his pants. I fix myself and sit up from the bed. Brad opens the door and James and Kirstie come walking in.
“We were worried about you both, is everything okay.” James asked.
“Yes, we were actually in the middle of a TV show.” Brad lied.
James looked at the tv and laughed, but before he got to say something Kirstie grabbed him and walked out of the room.
“We'll see you both in the morning.” She said pushing James out and closing the door.
“Now where were we?” He asked, pushing me against the wall.
I started to unbutton his pants again, he was only in his boxers this time.
“It's your turn.” He said, pulling my shirt off of me.
"Make me yours.", I breathe out and his hands caress the length of my legs, pulling my pants down. He looks me in the eyes as his hands go back to my thighs. He grabs my thong, taking it off.
"You'll be mine after tonight". Brad says as he caresses my legs, pulling them apart gently, he drops to his knees, positioning his head between my legs. My cheeks burn and I gulp when his mouth starts kissing on my inner thighs, All of a sudden he stands up.
“Come on no teasing.” I whined. He picks me up and lightly throws me on the bed.
“There won't be any teasing.” He whispers.
“Wait, do you have a condom?”
“No, but we should be fine without.” He said.
He guides himself inside me, little by little like it was our first time. We both moan when it slides all the way in. He slowly slides in and out of me. He moves, as he's hovering over me, his arms on both sides of my head, and he buries his face into my neck, kissing and biting at my sweet spots.
We end the night together in a relaxing warm bath.
“How about you and I go explore France together tomorrow.”
“I'd love that.” I said snuggling into him.
Brad's phone rings and he gets up from the tub and wraps a towel around his waist and grabs his phone and answers it. The look on his face tells me it's bad news, I get out and wrap a towel around me and wait until he's done talking to whoever it is.
“What's wrong?” I asked.
“Nothing, just Joe telling me to be on my best behavior tomorrow night.” He said.
“That reminds me, I have to go tell the boys about one of the songs I added in.” He said.
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Brad is walking to Joe's room, and knocks on the door waiting for him to let him in. Once he get in he pace back and forth.
“Could we possibly take it down?” Brad asked.
“Yeah, but it'll take some time to, don't worry we'll take it down, hopefully tomorrow y/n will not see it.” Joe said.
Brad's walking back to the room, once he walks in he sees y/n sound asleep. He covers her and kisses her forehead. Brad walks to Jame's room.
“Is everything okay?” James asked.
“Do you remember that night in Italy at the club?” Brad asked.
“Yeah, why.”
“Well someone sent out the video of me and tris and a group of girls, I don't remember it at all and well to me it looks bad like I cheated on y/n, and if she sees it, she'll break up with me. Joe's trying to take it down before y/n sees it.” Brad said.
“You did nothing wrong, I know it may look like that but y/n will not believe any of it. Trust me she loves you man, and we all know nothing happened during that time.” James said.
“I just hope y/n doesn't see it.” Brad said.
Author: Thank you for all the love on the first part! And I hope you all like this one as well!
#fandom#fanfic#brad simpson imagine#bradley simpson imagine#the vamps brad#bradley simpson#bradley will simpson#brad simpson x reader#brad simpson#the vamps imagines#the vamps band#james mcvey#connor ball#tristan evans#the vamps imagine#fanfiction#imagine
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Honey, You Got All Of Me
Smut
Part 1 here
✨ Inspired by Nasty by Russ, if u wanna listen to it while reading
✨ Combined with: idk if u take requests or not but can u please write something abt brad having a breeding kink?
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We enter the house and i take off my shoes, sitting on the couch, where Brad joins me. We spend some time calming down after the huge rush we've been into ever since leaving the restaurant and after the whole fight with Brad, we decide to take a minute to really feel like ourselves.
"Do you want to stay the night? You already have a pj here", i offer and stand up off the couch
"Yeah, that sounds good, i do", he gives me a quick, warm smile
"I'm gonna go take a shower and change, i'll meet you in my bedroom", i go upstairs and close the bathroom door behind me and i turn on the hot water before i take off my clothes. I close the glass door of the shower cabin and i hear the bathroom door open, revealing a shirtless Brad. "What are you doing?", i giggle as he hurries himself to get his pants and boxers off
"Making up for earlier", he smiles and enters the shower cabin, grabbing me by the waist and glueing our bodies together as he's kissing me, his tongue pressing on mine, our kisses blissfuly syncing. As the water is running down our bodies, he presses my back on the cold tiles, making me moan at the sudden cold touch. "Mmm, such a beautiful sound", he moans into the kiss and starts kissing down my neck and collarbones, down my stomach and finally between my legs. I suck in a breath when his tongue licks between my folds, the warm feeling making my head rest on the tiles while Brad's tongue works on my swollen clit. I grab a handful of his curls to keep his head in one place and he takes my leg and positions it on his shoulder, so he would have more access to my pussy.
"Oh, fuck, Bradley, just like that", i moan, looking down at him, who was sucking and nibbling on my clit, making me weak in my knees. "I'm close", the words barely come out and i feel him smile, picking up his pace, sending me over the edge. My whole body trembles and Brad stands up and holds me in a hug, his hand on the small of my back, kissing me slowly, my fingernails running down his back, leaving red marks on their way down.
"I want you, love", he almost whispers and looks me deep in my eyes.
"I want you too, Bradley"
"No, not like i normally want you. I want to fuck you. Bareback.", my cheeks heat up and his eyes study my every feature for a second reaction.
"Are you sure? I'm not on any kind of pill", his eyes sparkle with lust and bites his lip, burying his head in the crook of my neck
"I know, and it drives me crazy. I want to fuck you so bad, to feel every single angle of you.", Brad groans and bites on my earlobe. I hold back a moan as i start smirking. "To cum inside you..", he kisses my jaw, making his way up to my lips and then back to my neck and chest.
"I never thought you'd be the type with a breeding kink", i feel his smile on my skin as he presses a wet kiss on my neck, leaving goosebumps behind
"I heard you like surprises", his voice is lower than usual and he sends shivers down my spine. He turns me around, so my chest is pressed on the tiles, his fingers tracing down my back and over my ass, offering a slap on each cheek. Brad grabs me by my hips and positions me closer to his body, being able to feel his hard length pressed on my ass. He bends me over, allowing him to slip in me with ease.
The skin on skin feeling is driving me crazy and Brad's moans make me believe he also enjoys it. His thrusts are hard and almost hungry, wishing for more. His fingers dig deep into my hips, helping himself get a grip to thrust in me in a constant manner.
"Oh my God, y/n, you're so fucking good", Brad moans and let's go of my hips, only to grab on my hair. I support myself on my arms, having them on the wall in front of me. "Look at you doing such a good job, wrapping your pussy around my bare dick", he looks down at the way his dick slides in and out of me, each time becoming wetter and wetter. "You're taking me so well, you deserve a crown. Fuck, love, you're so wet for me.", i moan at his words and his grip intensifies on my hair. "You like it, don't you?", he smirks and kisses my back, letting go of my hair and grabbing my hips. "I may not be the only one enjoying this scenario".
"I might get addicted to fucking raw", i smile sweetly, turning my head for him to see me. With a groan, he starts thrusting hard again
"Mmm, such a good girl", after a few more thrusts, Brad's movements become sloppier and i feel his dick hardening. "I'm so close, are you sure you're ok with this?", he asks out of breath, supporting his head on my shoulder.
"Mhm", i manage to say as i feel myself getting closer to the edge too. With a groan, Brad cums inside me, biting on my shoulder to hold back his moans. I cum soon after him and i whimper as he rides both of our highs, feeling sensitive. I turn off the water that's been running this whole time and i sit down in the shower, Brad copying me. Breathing heavily, we sit next to each other, trying to calm ourselves down. "You made me see stars", i chuckle and he laughs
"You made me want to put a baby in you, i think you win no matter what", we both laugh and he kisses my forehead. "This felt incredible", he holds his head on the tiles
"Oh, yeah. I think i want a second round", i bite my lip and Brad's eyes scan my face to see if I'm joking or not.
"Y/N.. ", he warns and i smile devilishly at him
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Getting barrier for the first time ever didn't disappoint❤️
#the vamps#bradley simpson#the vamps tour#the vamps manchester#james mcvey#connor ball#tristan evans#music#concert#Manchester academy
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friends | b.s
Summary: Y/n and Brad get into a fight, leading Brad to find support from his best friends and band mates.
Word count: 900 ish, a bit on the short side!!
a/n: hello friends!!! back with another brad imagine😎 i’ve been back into the groove lately (sort of) and i’m happy to have another imagine out! feel free to check out my recent conrad fisher one too!! anyway love y’all hope you like it❤️
Boop
“I-I think you should go,” you whispered, the now silent room chilled you. You stared at him, across the room, his eyebrows slightly frowning as he gazed at you.
“Y/n,” he sighed. “It’s fine we just need to sleep and we’ll be alright in the morning.”
“Brad I really don’t want to this time,” you replied. “I think maybe you should stay with one of the boys tonight and we can talk in the morning, okay?”
“If that’s really what you want,” he answered, nodding his head.
He didn’t want to go, it was the last thing he wanted. He ached at the idea of walking out that door. He knew it was what you needed, but he couldn’t shake the fear that you would never let him back in.
The back of his throat stung as he held back his words, wanting to beg you. He knew there was no point. When you made up your mind, you stuck to it. If you needed space, you were going to get it.
“Okay,” he choked out finally. “I’ll go.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow?” you asked.
“Yeah,” he said, a slight curve to the corners of his mouth. It comforted him in a way, knowing you wanted him back.
She just needs space. He told himself. That was all. It wasn’t over, it couldn’t be.
He walked out to his car, the sound of his feet on the pavement echoing in the late night air. The world felt still, asleep. He almost laughed at the irony. Everything being so calm while he felt destroyed.
He let out a heavy sigh as he sat behind the wheel, pulling his phone out as he decided what to text the boys.
Hey lads. Need a place to stay tonight if any of you are available. I’ll explain later x
The rest of the boys answered almost immediately, offering up their places to Brad.
Let’s all meet at Cons! Tristan texted.
Brad nodded to himself, thankfully Connor was the closest to his and your flat. The faster he could get there, the better. He drove in silence, nothing but the hum of the wheels to distract his mind.
He got to Connor’s, seeing everyone else had already arrived as well. Brad couldn’t help but feel a tenderness for his best friends in that moment.
He walked in, knowing Connor’s door would be open, and was greeted by the concerned looks of his friends. They didn’t bombard him with questions, but the questions were swirling in their minds. Tristan passed Brad a glass of red wine, giving him a friendly wink as he raised his own glass.
“We figured you’d need a drink,” he laughed.
“Definitely can’t hurt,” Brad chuckled, taking a small sip as they went to go sit down.
He sat on the couch, letting his tense muscles relax briefly as he leaned back. He shut his eyes, trying to find a way to tell the boys what happened. They all waited patiently, not pushing him.
He loved that about them. Even if he didn’t want to talk about something, they were there for him. Whether he needed to rant or just sit in comfortable silence, they never let him down.
“Y/n and I got into this huge fight,” he finally said. “She asked me to leave for the night. Said she wanted space. I don’t know if that means she’s gonna end things or not.”
“I’m sorry mate,” James muttered, placing a gentle hand on Brad’s shoulder. “Is it a fight you can come back from?”
“I don’t know,” he sighed. “I said some really horrible things, I wish I could take it all back. She probably doesn’t want me anymore.”
“You and Y/n are meant for each other,” Connor added. “I’ve never seen two people more meant for each other probably. We all know her, I don’t think she’d give up on you that easy.”
“You should have seen the way she looked at me when she told me to leave,” Brad said, the back of his throat stinging with the tears threatening to spill. “I don’t know how to forgive myself.”
“Mate we’ve all made mistakes, we’ve all gotten into bad fights with girlfriends,” James comforted. “You guys can and will get through this. I know she loves you, and she probably just wanted to sleep on it, let things cool off.”
“Maybe,” Brad shrugged. “Thanks guys.”
“We’re here for you,” Tris smiled. “I agree with James, I think you guys will work it out once you’re both fresh tomorrow.”
“I really hope so,” Brad sighed. “I can’t lose her.”
“Y/n is a smart girl,” Connor added. “She wouldn’t let you go that easily.”
The boys drank wine and chatted what felt like all night, until eventually their eyes became heavy. Connor set up the guest bedroom for Brad before turning in for the night.
Brad lay on the bed, emptiness lingering beside him. He wished he was in bed with you, where he was supposed to be. He went over everything the boys said; how you were meant to be, how she wouldn’t leave you this way, that she needed space.
He hoped they were right. Even if they weren’t, they still comforted him and made him feel like there was hope.
Hope that he’d walk through that door tomorrow, and you’d be standing there with open arms.
Sometimes all you needed to see it, were your friends.
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- I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU AND IM TERRIFIED -
Hello to the readers that read this imagine I’m sorry it’s been like two or so weeks since I posted my last one. I have been busy with school and getting my SACE so I can finish school successfully, also I have been reading a lot more lately and I lose track of time when I do so.
I hope you enjoy this imagine and I am currently in the middle of working on another one ready to post next week or maybe sometime this week. Please feel free to leave suggestions, ideas, or even requests.
- WARNINGS - MINOR LANGUAGE & ANGST - 1.6K WORDS -
- EDITED -
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I walk into my apartment after work to get ready for tonight's movie night at Zara’s with Tristan. It was a regular get-together thing after Zara moved out into Tristan's place. They were engaged and thought it was finally time to move in with each other. Brad was still living there with them while trying to find another place to live.
After my shower, I got into comfy clothes and grabbed my keys to leave. While on my way I picked up some snacks since I didn't want to go empty-handed again like I did last time, and I didn't eat a thing that night because I felt like shit for not bringing anything even though Zara and Tristan never cared. I pulled up to their house as Zara runs out to me and pulls me into a big hug.
"Hey girl, I was wondering where you were" Zara laughs.
"I went to the shops first, I'm sorry I'm late" I smile as I grab the bag and my other belongings.
"You did not have to bring anything, we made Brad do the shopping this week and he brought a lot, he also has someone over" My heart dropped as I continue smiling.
"Oh, is she nice" I ask.
"See for yourself me and Tris don't know about her" She shrugs as I lock my car and we walk into her house.
"Y/N you are here" Tristan pulls me into a hug "How was work" I place the bag down on the counter.
"Good" I nod as I look over at Brad and the blond woman next to him "Hi" I smile.
"Y/N meet Sarah, Sarah this is Y/N" Brad smiles.
"Hello" I nod to her and give her a light smile.
"Hi" She rolls her eyes as I look down, great she doesn't like me.
"Well let's get this rolling, Y/N wanna help me set up" I nod in response as Tristan, Brad and Sarah go to the couch and set up in there "I am so sorry about her, shes been here for two nights and has given me attitude as well it's disgusting, she clearly doesn't get that I'm engaged to Brads best friend" Zara shakes her head.
"Maybe she's scared to lose him" I shrug.
"No she's fake, like come on look at the lip job, clearly her boobs are fake and her ass, come on Brad could do better, and I hope he opens his eyes one day and notices she is right in front of him" She laughs.
"Zara shh" I nudge her with my shoulder as she giggles.
She wasn't wrong, Sarah was not someone I thought id ever see with Brad but if she makes him happy then it's worth it. Don't get me wrong I was jealous because I was in love with Brad but I knew how he was with women and how he got bored and didn't last a week with them so it was nothing new to us but it was also the reason I never told him how I felt.
Once we set up I sit down and we all decide on White Chicks for the movie, Zara and Tristan laughed and whispered to each other as I noticed why, I felt so bad but it was funny. Halfway through the movie, I felt eyes stinging the side of my head, I look over and see Brad staring at me as I give him a light smile but he just looks away.
"Wait, where is your boyfriend Y/N" Sarah pipes up.
"I.. I don't have one" I respond.
"Must be lonely, no one to cuddle, or kiss you while whispering cute things to you, I mean I can see why you are single but like have you tried dating apps that's how Brad and I met" She shrugs.
"I uhh.. I have before but didn't work out" I shrug. "Oh must suck, guess it's not for everyone" She giggles "Tristan you did amazing, but keep her away from Brad I see how she looks at him"
"I don't look at him in any way besides an idiot" Zara rolls her eyes.
"That's enough" Tristan shakes his head.
"You scored a model baby" Brad just nods as I look back at the TV holding in my tears, to be honest, it felt lonely now.
"Hey guys I'm sorry but I'm not feeling too well, im gonna go" I say as I stand up catching Brad's eyes on mine.
"Oh okay, are you sure do you need anything" Zara asks.
"No, I'm alright, thank you though ill let you know when I'm home" Zara pulls me into a hug.
"I'm so sorry about her" She whispers.
"It's okay, it's not your fault" I smile softly and leave to my car trying to hold it till I got in my car but failed.
"Wait wait" Brad runs after me "Im sorry I should have said something to her I'm sorry"
"It's okay, as long as you are happy that's all that matters to me okay" I turn around to face him.
"No you didn't deserve to be treated that way and I'm sorry" He walks closer to me.
"Please go back inside and enjoy the rest of the night, I just wanna get home I'm not feeling well and I just want to go to bed" I open my car door.
"Let me come with then, I know you hate being by yourself when you're sick" He says.
"Brad please I will be okay" A tear slips as I quickly wipe it away.
"No I know you, when you're sick the first person you go to has always been me, so I could just come with you and keep you company while you sleep" I hated that he was right, but he always dropped everything for me when I was sick.
"I'm fine, I just wanted to leave really" I sigh.
"Because of her right, I knew you were feeling fine" He asks with a grin.
"I mean yeah, did you hear how she spoke to me, I mean I can see why after I told her I wasn't seeing anyone, that really fucking hurt Bradley" I cry.
"But you know it's not true okay, anyway though I need to move I walked in on Zara and Tris last night and I never want to do that again, so since I know you hate living alone because it gets lonely, and I'm looking for a place to stay-"
"No" I shake my head as I cut him off before he finished his sentence.
"Why"
"Because I don't wanna hear you fucking a new chick each week, and I don't want to be bullied in my own house" I state.
"Is that really how you see me" He asks.
"You can't blame me, you have a new girlfriend each week, Zara tells me" I sigh.
"So you keep tabs on me now do you, so moving in would be great you can keep tabs on every little thing I do" He laughs "I knew you had a crush on me just admit it love" He backs me into the car as my back hits my door.
"Go please, I know you don't feel the same otherwise you would do something about it or you would stick up for me" I cry "You know what fine you're right, I'm so in love with you and I'm terrified" I admit.
"Why are you terrified" He frowns.
"Because you would treat me like you treat them, use me till you're bored and then toss me to the side and boom I'm a new name to add to your list" He stared deeply into my eyes not believing a single word I just said.
"I hate that, that is how you see me, love, I would drop everything for you, everything, I come over late at night just because you call and ask me to stay because you are paranoid or lonely, I look after you when you are sick, and I do stand up for you that's why I ran out here after I told her to leave and that I want nothing to do with her, which I do not know why she hasn't left yet, but you can go ask Zara and Tris and they will tell you what I did, id risk my whole life for you, so don't tell me id throw you to the side like a number, because little do you know I fucking love you more than anything this world could offer me, ill always choose you, you are the reason they never work out because it's you, you own me, I will always be yours" He cups my face in his hand.
"Bradley" I whisper.
"Shhh" He plants his lips on mine softly and the kiss tells me so much more than what he has told me, I knew he meant it "I will spend the rest of my life proving to you that I'm yours, that I would risk my life for you, okay, now please come back in" He asks.
"Can you whisper sweet things in my ear" I giggle.
"Of course, I can, also she doesn't know what she's talking about you're perfect in every way possible, but love, can I take you out to dinner tomorrow night as an apology and a date" He asks as we walk back into the house as Sarah leaves.
"Wow you move on fast" I giggle "But yes you may"
"It's about time you two finally opened your eyes, was gonna ring the hospital for laser eye surgery for the both of yous, especially you Bradley" Zara and Tristan laugh "Thanks, I think you calling me an idiot finally made me realise something" Brad laughs "Good, should have said it earlier Zar" Tristan plants a soft kiss on Zara's cheek as we go back to the movie and I cuddle up to Brad till I fell asleep.
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Can you do something about Brad eat out his gf on a lazy, rainy day? something like them lying in bed and watching a movie, Brad starts teasing her by putting his hand in her panties and squeezing her boobs txc
Lazy Sunday | Brad Simpson
Word count: +/- 1.3k
Date: 25/03/2023
Proofread: yes (language and grammar mistakes can still be present)
Warnings: smut (oral sex, f receiving, fingering), swearing
Tags: Brad Simpson, The Vamps, imagine, xreader, smut, fanfiction
A/N: Another smut saturday! I hope you like it! Requests are always welcome :)) ❤
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The rain is clattering down on the bedroom window. Outside the wind is gushing through the trees making them swing in all directions. The cold outside is a big contrast with the warmth inside the bedroom. You’re laying in bed with the covers over you. You’re sitting between Brad’s legs, your back resting against his chest. He is stroking your hair with his fingers which makes you feel relaxed. Your favourite rom-com is playing on the tv. Brad has let you choose the movie and with this weather, you were in the mood to watch a good old rom-com. Brad is trying to pay attention to the movie but it’s not his kind of deal when it comes to movies. All he can do is stare at you and brush through your hair with his fingers.
‘I’m kinda too hot with the covers around me’, you say and pull them off you.
You’re wearing one of Brad’s shirts with some sweatpants. Brad looks down on you and he sees the outline of your breasts through the shirt you’re wearing as you’re not wearing a bra. He diverts his eyes back on the tv but his mind is wandering off. His fingers are still stroking your hair but now they go from your hair to your arms. They brush lightly over your skin. You didn’t expect the sudden touch of his fingers on your skin and you get goosebumps. Brad rests his head against yours and kisses your neck slightly.
‘Brad what are you doing?’, you ask laughing.
‘Distracting you’, he whispers in your ear and he sucks on your earlobe.
‘I’m trying to watch a movie here’.
He ignores you and his fingers travel from your arms to your shoulders to your neck. With one finger he goes down over your shirt, letting it slip between your clothed breasts. Your breathing is starting to change from the excitement. His finger goes up again until it’s back on your shoulder. Now he rests his hands on your shoulders and starts to massage them. His lips are on your neck again, sucking at the skin. A sigh leaves your mouth. Brad sees that your nipples are getting hard through the shirt out of excitement.
‘Can’t you wait a little while until the movie is over?’, you whisper.
‘You can concentrate on the movie, let me do the work’, he says.
Your eyes are concentrated on the tv while you feel Brad’s hands on your body. His hands are caressing the sides of your breasts. He is slightly moving his hands until they are covering your breasts. Gently he starts massaging them, squeezing them a little bit. Suddenly he pinches your nipples through your shirt, making you gasp. With one finger he makes circles on your nipples making them more sensitive with the second. While he is massaging your nipples he continues kissing your neck.
‘Take your shirt off baby’, he says.
When you’ve taken your shirt off, Brad throws it across the room.
‘Much better sight’, he says.
While one of Brad’s hands stay on your breast, the other travels down to your belly. His index finger draws circles around your belly button. His hand moves further down as he slips his middle finger under your sweatpants. His finger goes over the skin of your lower belly, touching the fabric of your panties. Slowly you breathe in to control yourself. His actions are painfully slow which makes it hard to concentrate on the movie. His hand moves over your clothed pussy and he starts to slowly rub it through your panties. As he moves down he can feel the wet spot that has formed because of all the touching.
‘You’re so wet already, do you like what I’m doing?’, he asks you in a husky voice.
‘Yes, I like it a lot baby’
His hand moves up a little bit as he starts rubbing your clit. A sigh leaves your mouth and you close your eyes. He goes slow at first but picks up the pace. The wet spot in your panties is growing as pleasure radiates through your body.
‘Can you still concentrate?’, Brad asks as he pushes harder on your clit.
‘Fuck it Brad’, you say and you turn the tv off.
Brad moves from underneath you and stands up. He walks until he is at the end of the bed. He grabs your legs and in a sudden move, he pulls you closer until your legs are hanging over the bed. He grabs your pants and panties at the same time and he pulls them down. They end up at the other side of the room just like your shirt. You’re laying in front of him completely naked. Brad sits down on his knees.
‘Spread those legs for me baby’, he says.
You spread your legs a little wider. Brad places his hands on your thighs as he starts kissing your legs. He sucks on the skin of your inner thigh making you gasp. A red spot forms on that place and he does the same on your other leg. His tongue makes a trail down your leg, teasing you even more. Eventually, his tongue reaches your pussy. First, he slowly licks over your lips but then his tongue disappears between your folds. Your moans are getting louder. Your legs are closing because of the pleasure he gives you but Brad keeps them open by pushing his hands down hard on your thighs. He moves his face from between your legs and hovers over you. He pushes his lips onto yours and kisses you hard. His tongue enters your mouth and you can taste yourself. Brad moves his lips from your mouth to your neck. He starts sucking on your skin. Two of his fingers enter your pussy. He is sliding them in and out fast. Your moans are getting more erratic with every thrust of his fingers. He slips his fingers out of your pussy and stops kissing you. His head goes back between your legs and he starts sucking on your clit.
‘Fuck Bradley’, you moan out.
While he continues sucking your clit, his fingers thrust into you again. Your hands find their way to his hair. You’re grabbing him by his curls. With his hand, you try to push him even closer to your pussy. You feel a knot building up in your lower belly, indicating that you’re close.
‘Brad, I’m gonna cum’, you moan loudly.
‘Let it go baby, cum for me’, Brad says and continues sucking your clit.
One of your hands is grasping his curls while the other is grasping the sheets. The knot that has been building up in your lower belly explodes as pleasure waves through your body. Your eyes are closed and you try to catch your breath. Brad gives your pussy one last kiss before he stands up.
‘Fuck Brad, why are you so good at this’
Brad laughs at your comment. He takes your hands and pulls you up so you’re sitting. He crouches down in front of you.
‘I need to take care of you my love’
You smile as you pull at his hands so he falls on you. You smile at him while your hands go through his curls. You connect your lips with his in a passionate kiss, your lips moving in sync with each other.
‘I think I have to clean myself up, I need a shower’, you say while holding his face.
‘Maybe we should make that a round two?’, Brad teases you.
‘You’re so eager today Bradley’, you laugh.
‘It’s not like we have something else to do with this weather'
Brad gets off of you and pulls you with him. He picks you up and you lay your arms around his neck as he carries you to the bathroom…
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