#and i yelled back like WELL WHOS MESS ARE WE WALKING THROUGH. NOT MINE.

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Until I Find You

Prince!Javier Peña x Plus Size!Reader

ꨄ warnings: prince!javi, cinderella au in a way, toxic mothers, plus size reader, if i missed any please let me know!

ꨄ a/n: with all these new gladiator/f4 pics it was giving nothing but prince vibes so i had to. as always if you don't like it don't bite it! and yes- there will be a part 2 🙂‍↕️

Main Masterlist — Javier Peña Masterlist

“Why do we have to go?”

“Because the king and queen are looking for a princess for the prince.” your mother muttered, tightening your dress and pulling a small grunt from your lips. “Told you to lose weight. Who's gonna want a fat princess in the royal family?”

You rolled your eyes at the comment, completely drowning her voice out. She'd been on you for years about your weight but you loved the way you looked- curves and thick thighs, with an ass that was out of this world if you do say so yourself. She kept rambling on but her voice was muffled. You focused on your reflection, admiring how the dress you'd sewn yourself accented your lucious figure.

“Alright.” she muttered, gently patting you on the side and snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Thanks mama!” You grabbed your heels and ran out the back door barefoot, hearing your mother yell to you about not being late to the ceremony. You ran down the pebble sidewalk and into the small forest behind your home, needing a moment before going to the ceremony. What better place to go than into a secluded forest.

—

He sighed, leaning back against a tree as he tucked his sketchbook back into his satchel. He needed a break from it all- the high maintenance from his mother, the castle being swarmed by other royal families he's never seen before- all because he needs to find a princess. As much as he wanted to stay out here, it was only a matter of time before his mother sent out the entire army to look for him.

He stood up, walking back to his horse to head back home when he let out a grunt and fell to the ground.

“Shit.” you grunted, pulling yourself off whoever you just ran into. Your eyes widened in realization, quickly getting off of him- it's the prince. “Prince Javier. I-I'm so so sorry I didn't see you and-”

He let out a small chuckle and sat up, rubbing the back of his head. “It's alright. Good thing the ground is soft.” he joked, making you chuckle.

You pulled yourself up to your feet, reaching a hand down to him. He reached up, placing his much bigger hand into yours as he pulled himself up, causing his satchel to fall off his shoulder and his book to fall out. You bent down, picking up his satchel and fallen sketchbook. Your eyes scanned the open page, admiring the detail of his drawing.

“This is beautiful…”

Javier smiled, looking down at the book in your hands. “Thank you. Little hobby of mine.”

“The prince has hobbies?” you teased, making him laugh.

“Believe it or not- yes. Yes I do.”

You looked up at him, getting lost in the sparkle of his deep brown eyes. He admired the soft features of your face, getting lost in your eyes as well. The moment was broken by the sound of the bells echoing through the forest. Javier cleared his throat, gently taking his book from your hands.

“I gotta get going.”

You nodded, watching him as he got back on his horse.

“Hope to see you at the ceremony. Try not to tackle me this time.”

You felt the heat rise to your cheeks by embarrassment. “No promises.”

—

“Look at you! Your dress is a mess.” your mother pouted as she frantically dusted off the dress. “Ladies don't run off into the forest!”

“Mama-”

“Supposed to be impressing the royal family- not having them think we're poor.”

“Hate to burst your bubble but we are poor mama.” you let out a small hiss at the feel of your mothers hand hitting your bare back.

“We can't have them thinking that.”

You rolled your eyes, slipping on your heels and adjusting the skirt of your dress. “Better?”

She shrugged, reaching up and tucking a loose strand of hair behind a bobby pin. “It'll have to do… Remember, smile with your eyes and take that hateful look off your face. And be home before midnight. You know how your father is…”

“Yes mama…” you muttered, turning away from her and walking up the stone pathway that led to the castle. You tried your best to blend into the crowd of girls- all trying to achieve the same result- becoming a princess. You felt a bit out of place from the others. You didn't have perfect skin with sparkling blue eyes and blonde hair. You've always loved the way you looked, but being around others who were the complete opposite kicked your confidence down a few pegs.

The crowd flowed into the ballroom, everyone's eyes going straight to the prize- prince Javier sitting across the room on his chair.

His eyes scanned the room, all the girls looking the same. Some tall, some short, but all with their noses in the air like they're better than anyone here- reminding him of his own mother- which isn't what he wants.

“Javier put it away.” his mother hissed, motioning down to the sketchbook in his lap. He rolled his eyes and closed the book, laying it on the floor behind him.

“You know I'm old enough to do as I please.”

“And until you find yourself a wife- you're doing as I tell you. Now go.” she scolded, pulling a soft sigh from Javier's lips as he got up and walked through the crowd. Everyone greeted him as he walked by, girls practically throwing themselves into his arms trying to get his attention but he politely declined. The closer he got to the doors of the ballroom, the more he could feel his sense of freedom. But then you walked in.

You smiled, giving him a small wave. He smiled back and walked over to you.

“Didn't think to see you here.”

“Thought you could use the company.”

He chuckled, reaching over and grabbing your hand, placing a small kiss on your knuckles. “Happy to see a familiar face.” He looked around and saw his mother was distracted and then looked back at you. “Wanna get out of here?” he asked.

“What do you have in mind?”

—

You sat in the garden, laughing and talking with Javier for hours and hours. He was the opposite of what you'd thought a prince would be. He made you laugh, made you smile, made you feel like you were the only girl in the world.

“I kept you from your ceremony.”

He shrugged, “Better out here then in there with all of them.”

“Saying I made your night?”

He chuckled and nodded. “Definitely.” His eyes trailed down to your lips, slowly leaning in closer. You caught on to what he was wanting to do and you started to lean in, hoping to meet in the middle. Suddenly the bells of the castle rang, pulling your attention to the big clock on the bell tower. Midnight.

“Damnit.” you gasped, quickly getting up and grabbing your heels. “I-I gotta go.”

“Wait-”

“Javi, I'm so sorry, I have to.” you quickly ran out of the garden and down the massive staircase that led to the castle. You'd been so focused on making it home before your father found out that one of your heels slipped out of your grip and landed on the staircase. Javi reached down and picked it up, watching as you disappeared into the night, hoping he'd find you again soon.

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ꨄ beta'd: @joelmillerisapunk @80ssong @peepawispunk @half-moon16 💗

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Hello❤️ literally just had this request thought of hobie and reader somehow getting mixed up through portals, they end up in the future and end up meeting their future kids...lowkey had a brain blast😭

LOVEEE.

Our future

Warnings- confessions, making out, that’s it pretty much

You didn’t know that while messing with portals, it could lead to accidentally going to the future.

Maybe that’s why Miguel told you not to.

But you and Hobie didn’t care, you only live once right? Might as well do something fun with it.

You chose the portal the time, setting random numbers.

“I did just set random numbers so if anything’s weird-“

“Who cares? That makes it more fun.” He shrugged.

You both walked through, and ended up in a bedroom? It looked like a kids bedroom.

Because it was a kids room.

“Hobie..” you whispered, hitting him on the chest.

“This is your world, is it not?” He asked, picking up some random things around the room as quiet as possible.

“Are you- stealing from kids?” You whispered yelled.

“No.” He lied.

You rolled your eyes and loooked at the room.

“Mommy? Daddy?” One of them whispered. You both froze.

You looked at Hobie.

“Sorry, not your d-“

“Yeah. Sorry we scared you. We were just… checking on you guys.” You said, sitting on his bed and moving the hair from his eyes.

He looked an awful lot like Hobie. Except for his hair, and his eyes.

You looked at him and back to Hobie. You narrowed your eyes at Hobie. The kid even had piercings. He looked about 10.

“Hobie..”

He looked at the other one when he realize what you were getting at. He looked at you and then back to the sleeping girl. The boy looked in confusion.

Then he Hobie saw a picture on the wall above her bed. The girl as a baby, being held by Hobie. And you were smiling next to Hobie with the boy as you put your arm around Hobie.

He ripped the picture off the wall, handing it to you.

“Dad?”

“Yeah, man?” He looked at the kid with a new love.

“What’re you still doing in here?”

“Yeah.. good question. I’ll let you go to sleep. Goodnight. I love you.” Hobie grabbed the picture and put it back up, you stared at Hobie.

“Goodnight. Love you.” You said, tucking the boy back in and kissing him on the forehead, before shutting the door.

You both sneakily walked around, and went into the bathroom.

“Holy shit- what the- fuck.” You groaned, sitting on the closed toilet seat.

“Well.. uh, I guess that’s our future.”

“Are you sure? Can’t it just be some other universe?”

“I mean it could be but… I want it to be our future.”

You stared at him with wide eyes.

“You serious?”

“Dead.”

You stood up, Hobie was a little confused. But you leaned in and started kissing him. It was a bit sloppy, but who cared?

“I like you.” You said, out of breath when you pulled away.

“I got that.” He laughed, and went in for another kiss.

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Just Met

Cillian Murphy × reader

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵, 𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘱, 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨

𝖠/𝖭: 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 :𝗉

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The music shooke the floor as you sat drinking your piña colada next to Charlotte.

"Okay so, yknow Allison? That girl that goes to drama school with me. So, last class we were chatting and a couple of her friends came by, we talked a bit yknow and we were on the topic of hooking up, so Alison looks at me and says 'Garyyy' in like a teasing manor. And I got mad of course, I mean I talked to her how I was so mad at him and how he's such a derp and now she's telling her friends about him?! I told her off and she was like 'oh my goddd you are soooo over exadurating it' like bitch?!"

"That is really messed up" you said as you took another sip of your piña colada.

"But you had it coming with Gary" you said as you gulped "I mean, his name is Gary what did you expect?" You followed up.

"I knowww, I just, I like yknow those shy ugly guysss." She groaned throwing her head back.

"You should really call that guy from the other night." Charlotte yelled waving her drink at me, just as the music got louder.

"Oh nooo, he's kind of weirdddd. He's more you're type than mine." You yelled to her.

"Ugh why is the music here so louuudddd." Charlotte groaned.

"Tell me about it." You rolled your eyes.

"We should sit at the bar, it's probably quiter than here on the couch." You suggested to her.

She furrowed her eyebrows at you. You put your mouth to her ear.

"I said let's go sit at the bar, it's probably quieter than here on the couch." You yelled in her ear, she pulled back and nodded.

You start walking thru the crowd covering your drinks with your hands. You managed to pull through and it was already so much quieter. It was like a breath of fresh air.

"Ugh, so much better." You said as you sat down on one of the bar chairs. "I usually like loud music but that's just too much." She said as she took a sip.

"Ruins the enjoyment." You shrugged.

"I kind of need to piss." Charlotte said with a slight frown.

"You don't say that." You chuckle.

"Oh who cares," she said as she slid off the chair.

She handed you her drink as she took her bag with her to the bathroom.

"Don't leave, keep my drink healthy." She said pointing her finger at you. You just chuckle and roll your eyes.

She acted like it was your first time.

Your foot waved in the rythem of the music, they were playing Freed from desire, so you occasionally sung along. You circled the drink in your hand as you took another sip.

A man one chair next to you sat down. He looked stressed. He was wearing a white buten up, which was now loosend up with a loose tie around his neck. His sleeves were rolled up too. He was an conventionally attractive man, he had good cheekbones and a jawline that makes you jealous. He just looked like a doll.

He ordered an whiskey as the bar tender poured it in and gave it to him. He gulped it down immediately giving the bar tender the glass for another. The bar tender pursed his lips as he poured him another drink. He took the glass of whiskey in his hand and circled it around, watching the liquid in it move around just before he gulped that one as well.

"Are you alright?" You chuckle asking him. He turns to you hesitantly.

"Yea..." he nodded.

"You don't look alright" you cheekly smile at him.

"Uhm, it s just, my ex wife. She's a bad woman." He said playing with the glass. You furrow your eyebrows.

"Did she cheat on you?" You exclaimed in shock.

"Well, yea, a couple of months back. But she's just a bad woman all together." He furrows his eyebrows getting lost in his own thought.

He continued with slight panic in his eyes"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you this-"

"No its alright, my friend always talks to me about her problems so I'm basically her therapist now." You chuckle as you took a sip of your cocktail. A slight chuckle exited his mouth.

"You don't know who I am?" he asked with furrowed eyebrows, facing you. Now you could see his icy blue eyes that matched his face perfectly.

You tilt your head to the side. "Should I?" You ask in a slight jokingly manner.

He just chuckles himself looking down at his feet. "Oh it's better for you to not know." He smiled to himself, and then looked at you.

"You aren't on any wanted posters right?" You joke as he chuckled.

"I'm not anyone serious." He just shrugs.

"Well now I'm curious. Who are you?" You ask resting your head on the palm of your hand.

"I'm an actor." He smiled.

"Actor? Really?" You say with impressment.

"Not much of a fan of movies myself, I'm more of a theater kid." You wink causing him to chuckle.

"So you seriously don't know who I am?" He asks in disbelief.

"Well I guess so." You smile as you take sip of your piña colada.

"What's your most popular movie, I might know." You ask as he looks down.

"Well I was in Batman." He looks up back at you.

"Ouu I love Lego batman movie!" You exclaim with a large smile.

He chuckles a bit before he talked. "Not that Batman, live action, Christof Nolans Batman."

You furrow your eyebrows as you looked at him. He just sighed. "I played the villain. Basically a psychopath who wanted to make the whole city mad." He talked as you nodded.

"Who would think of such a nice man like you acting a psychopath." You smiled.

"You must be good then." You said to him as he just chuckled looking at the crowd than back at you.

"I wouldn't think so..." he mumbled.

"What else?" You ask him, he furrows his eyebrows.

"What other movies have you been in?" You reconstruct your sentence.

"Uhmmm wellllll. After that, I was in a romcom where I played a guy who basically works at blockbusters." He chuckled.

"Then I was in the movie where I played this sleepy guy, its a psychological film. Also by Christof Nolan." He mentioned.

"I was also in a couple of war movies. And a couple of just action movies." He shrugged.

"So you went from romcoms to war movies?" You exclaimed in impressment.

"I started with theater work, my first film was actually Disco Pigs, if you know it." He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Oh I'm more familiar with theater than movies." You chuckle.

"Heyyyy," you heard Charlottes voice behind you.

You turn to face her, you could see she not only pissed but also fixed up her makeup.

"Charlotte, would you believe me if I told you that he's an actor who played from romcoms to action movies and also war movies." You said pointing at the guy who was humbly chuckling.

"I lost you on the actor part, you look like a model beforehand." She chuckled taking a seat next to you.

"Oh cmonnn." He groaned.

"No we're honest, you should try modelling a bit. You've got the looks." You smile at him.

"I do modeling every now and then, when I'm asked nicely." He joked, both of you giggling.

"But he played a psychopath, then some movie freak in a romcom, than a guy in war." You said to Charlotte.

"You really are the jack of all trates." You smile turning to him.

"Oh stop with the compliments." He playfully rolled his eyes.

"I'm just being honest." You said throwing your hands up in the air.

You turn to Charlotte who was on her phone with a cheeky grin on her face.

"What is it?" You ask trying to see who she's talking to.

"It's Josh from last night." She cheekly smiled.

"He wants me to come over. But I told him no so I don't leave you alone in the club." Charlotte said turning off her phone.

"Noooo, you go ahead, I have no problem with leaving the club a bit early." You shrug.

"Are you sureeeee." Charlotte said squinting her eyes.

"You doubting me?" You joke as she just chuckles.

"But don't use it against me some day." Charlotte said pointing her finger in your face.

You just playfully roll your eyes. "Well I'll be leaving then." Charlotte said as she slid of the bar chair yet again.

"Mr. Actor guy, take care of her, you seem nice." Charlotte winked at him before she left. He just widened his eyes.

"Oh ignore her," you chuckle trying to justify Charlottes actions.

You didn't come to hook up, you came to make friends and have a good time. That's the reason why you are still a virgin, that and also looking that you're 19 getting into the club with a fake id.

The guy just chuckles as he looked at his empty glass. "You see, you haven't told me your name yet." The guy said looking up at you.

"Well I guess you're right." You shrugged.

"I'm Y/N." You smile at him.

"Y/N... pretty name." He smiled at you.

"You?" You ask him taking the last sip of your piña colada.

"Cillian, Cillian Murphy." He smiled.

"Cillian, weird name." You furrow your eyebrows.

"Weird or unique?" He asked squinting his eyes.

"I'd say unique." You smile back at him.

The two of you talked for a good bit, you learned that even tho he's a very successful actor he really doesn't like the attention, he's actually pretty interverted.

He really likes music, he told you when he was younger he planned to be an musician. He mastered three instruments but knew seven instruments in total. He just joked how he's a failed musician.

You bonded with your love for music and theatre. You also learned he has a son and a baby girl, the son was only around 10, while the girl was 6. He got married late so they had their kids pretty late too.

He talked to you how his ex wife Samantha was pretty abusive. Mentally and physically, towards him and his children. The breakup is messy and Samantha is trying to take the full custody of the children, lying that he's abusive.

He just got back from court, so that's why he was dressed so formally and why he was just so stressed.

"You need to relax a bit, you're getting a bit too worked up." You said as you placed your hand on his shoulder, in a reassuring way.

He chuckled looking at your hand and than at his hands that were placed on his thighs. He looked like wanted to say something but stopped himself. He just looked up at you and sighed.

He looked at you in a different way, so much different from the other looks he gave you. You realized what he was implying as your eyes widened.

You liked him, but not in that way. I mean, he is almost forty while you just turned 19.

But you felt bad for him, you could see the need in his eyes. He needed this. You just thought to yourself that this is just going to be a one off thing, that it's not going to be anything serious. It will be pretty sad seeing that your first time was a one night stand, but it will mean a lot to him.

You placed your hand on his thigh, trying to somewhat seduce him. His eyes widened with furrowed eyebrows, he looked down at your hand than back at you.

You take your hand back and sigh trying to cover this godly uncomfortable situation.

"I am so sorry I miss read you completely." You chuckle as you made fun of the situation as a cope. "Oh, oh no its alright." Cillian chuckled rubbing his forehead. It was quiet for a few seconds as you just stared at your feet.

"But..." he said a bit quietly with furrowed eyebrows.

"If I haven't made that reaction, would you really..." he said looking up at you.

"Well, yea. I see that your wife really gives you no attention so I thought you needed it, and seeing that you are so stressed, I put the two and two together and did what I did." You chuckle.

He chuckles as well looking at his hands. You look down at his hands as a slight seem caught your attention. If he didn't mean the needy look, he certainly means it now.

Your mouth slightly opens as you looked back up at him, who was still sat there staring at his pants. But now that I think about, he's probably staring at his bulge.

"Cillian..." you said softly.

His head shoots up with a flustered look on his face. Your lips crashed into his, he seemd suprised at first but he gave in the kiss, depthing it. Your hand glided around his neck as the other stayed under his jaw.

Your lips moved in sync with his, as his hand roamed from your hips to your waist, and the other stayed under your jaw. He kissed you hard, like he craved it.

You let out a slight moan in his mouth as his hand reached the small of your back.

"Let's go somewhere quieter, eh?" He breathly said, inch away from your face.

You cheekly smile at him, you've never felt this exited before. He slid off the chair and got his wallet out his pocket. He looked at the bar tender and tilted his head towards me.

"Oh you don't have to-" you start saying as he just brushes you off.

He payed the drinks and you start walking towards the exit, his hand on your lower back, lightly pushing you forward. It was a warm night so your mini skirt wasn't making you cold.

"Let me call my private driver." He said getting his phone out. You sarcastically roll your eyes as he just chuckles.

"I'm kidding, I'm calling a taxi." He says slightly looking over at you before dialling a number and putting it to his ear.

He ordered the taxi as you just waited. You played with your legs out of boredom, and then you just rested your hand on Cillians shoulder. He looked down at you and gave you a soft smile before looking forwards again.

"Do you do this often?" He asks getting lost in his own thought.

"Oh god no, I just... I don't know..." you sigh out.

"I honestly don't know why I'm doing this." You say looking up at him.

He furrows his eyebrows turning to you. He puts his hand in yours as he spoke

"If you don't wanna do this, and if your doing this just out of pitty then I don't want to either."

"No no, I want this..." you said first looking at your hand in his, and then back at him.

You don't know what took over you. You just needed him. You needed to feel him.

He softly smiled as the lights of the taxi dimmed his face. You both turn to look at the taxi that parked. He took your hand an lead the way towards the taxi.

"Good evening" he said to the taxi driver as you both sat down. He quickly glanced at you before giving out his address to the driver, while you just looked thru the window.

You feel the car start as you turn your look towards Cillian, who was already looking at you. Your lips gently connected as he held you by your chin. Your hand moved from his thigh to his crotch wanting to palm him, he slightly jumps so you move your hand away from his crotch and back to his thigh.

"To early..." you  breathly said between the kisses, smiling cause you made yourself look like an fucking idiot.

His hand stayed at your waist as his head tilted to deepen the kiss. The two of you made out all the way to his apartment, getting hotter by the second.

When you arrived at his apartment you were already all over eachother, breaking the kiss only to take quick breaths.

He stumbled with getting his keys in the door, cause he didn't wanna get separated with you. He soon got the key in the lock and quickly got it unlocked. The two of you stumbled in the room as Cillian closed the door behind you.

His hands were now stumbling to get your tight crop top off you. You pull away lifting your hands as Cillian pulls up your shirt and throws it somewhere in the apartment. He goes back to kissing your lips as he touches your breasts.

"Cillian..." you softly say between kisses.

"What is it baby" he breathed out as goes back in to kiss you.

"I've never done this before..." you said as you breathed heavily. He stops furrowing his eyebrows.

"You're a virgin?" He asks as his hands stopped at your hips. You shyly nod as he tilted his head lightly.

"Well, I mean we don't need to-"

"No Cillian, I want to. I just wanted to warn you so you don't get too surprised." You mumbled as you placed your hands on his shoulders.

He smiled before he dug into the creek of your neck. You moan feeling him. No one has ever touched you like this. He was the first to lay a mark on you.

You tilted your head in moans so you can give him more area to explore. His lips brushed over your jaw before they got to your earlobe, tugging on it lightly.

Your hands roamed under his butten up, feeling his muscles and skin textures. You pull your hands away and start unbuttoning his shirt. He kissed you on the lips as he helped you take the button up off.

He continued kissing, your teeth clashing  as he lead you by your waist to the bed. He lightly pushes you on the bed as you bounce off.

He stood there admiring how much of a ragdoll you were in his arms. He hungrly took your skirt off in one slik move. He unclipped your high heels and threw them somewhere on the floor too. You were now half naked, all of your best parts coverd.

He crashed his lips into yours, the kiss being hard and sensual. He quickly unclipped your bra and immediately dove into your breasts.

"Damn your perfect." He said under his breath.

He licked around your areola, teasing you, as with his other hand he played with your nip. He gently kissed on your nipple, lightly sucking it. He kissed his way towards the other nipple as he grouped your breast, leaving it all sensitive. He pinched your nipple with his fingers as you wince.

His hands slowly roamed to your underwear and started tugging on them. You lift up your hips to help him take it off. His head still in between you boobs as he feeld around your waist and thighs.

He got up pulling you by your ankles as he placed his hands between your thighs, gently spreading you. His hand roamed your inner thighs, kissing and licking, occasionally nibbling.

He was dangerously close to your now drenched core. You feel his breath hit your clit as giddiness overwhelmed you. He flattened his tounge, licking through your folds. You got out an throaty moan as you bucked your hips.

"Getting a bit inpatient are we?" He snickerd bellow as you just whine in response.

He circled around your clit as he sucked on it thru his teeth. He licked to you entrance where he shoved his tounge in. You moan before you sucked in your breath. His tounge danced inside you before you felt his finger enter below his tounge.

"Fuck~ yes!" You moan out, as you've never felt this kind of a sensation.

Your fingers nor your brush would never be able to do this. He pumped his finger thru your velvety insides, as you clench around him.

He soon added another finger, streaching you out nicely. Your hips bucked up and down as you grew closer.

He pulled out earning a loud needy moan. He breathed heavily as he looked at you, trembling beneath him. He started unbuckling his belt as you immediately jump to help him. You may have been a virgin, but you knew how to suck a mans dick. You learned on the way to get what you want.

You unbuckled his belt throwing it somewhere in the room, he let you take over as he looked down at you. You seductively pull his zipper off, even tho your clit was pulsing with need.

You pull down his pants as he helped you take them off completely. He was left in his dark blue Calvin Klein boxers. You see his bulge now way more visibly. It was bigger that you had ever seen, and you got worried on how you'll manage suck him entirely. 

"What is it darling?" He teased as you sat there mouth half open looking at his massive bulge.

You pull down his boxers, somewhat slowly, showcasing inch by inch of his cock. You got his underwear completely off, as his dick shoot up slightly over his belly butten. His dick was oozing with precum, as you placed kitty licks to take the precum off his tip.

You licked down his dick before surrounding his cock with your lips. You moved your head up and down as you sucked as hard as possible. Your hand was following your mouth as you were looking up at him, seeing him furrow his eyebrows in need.

You got your hand off his dick as you more aggressively bobbed your head. You felt his dick hitting the back of your throat, just before he hits your gag reflexs.

You were so cose to deep throathing him, but you just couldn't all by yourself. He held your head sternly as he thrusted into you mouth, getting all the way into your mouth before slightly pulling out. He continued to thrust into your mouth, face fucking you.

You moaned onto his dick sending vibrations. He groaned as he breathed heavily, now thrusting harder, making you gag. Your spit collected all over your chin.

Tears build up in your eyes as he thrusted even farther, his dick bending into the curve of your neck. Your nose kept on hitting his pelvis as he held onto you tightly, hoping it'll leave a mark. He got out a strong throaty moan, sounding like it came from the bottom of his chest.

His dick appeared and disappeared thru your neck, you could see your throat expanding in sync with Cillians thrusts.

"Fuck... Oh my god. Fuck!" He groaned out as you felt ropes of cum cover your throat.

He thrusted a couple of times more as you picked up all the energy you had to suck. He pulls out of your mouth making a plopping sound. His dick was softened as he kissed your head and then lifted you chin with his two fingers.

He softly smiled at you before pulling you into a nice gentle kiss. You got worried for a second that this would be it. That he had his job finished and that he's just going to kick you out. But that was not the case here.

He leaned into you making you back away closer to the bed. He was now laying on top of you, his hand gliding all over your body, feeling your every bone and muscle. You moaned into his mouth, opening your mouth wide enough for his tounge to enter.

Your tounges danced tango as the kiss deepened. You feel his cock brush over your thigh, it already being stiff. His hand slowly travelled against your curves to your hips, where he rubbed on your hip bone.

He slowly moved his hand back at your clit, rubbing it with his thumb. You whined as you bucked your hips, you were desperate for his touch. He kissed you one more time, passionately before he got up on his knees.

He breathed heavily as he admired you from above, minimalistically rubbing his steel hard cock. He places his dick onto your clit as you whine. He rubs his dick up and down your slit as you yelped out.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He breathed out with lust in his eyes.

"I'm sure Cillian..." you breathed out, awaiting his dick.

You feel the tip of his hard cock enter you. You arch your back as a throaty moan left your body.

"Fuck! Cillian." you moaned out as he pressed his dick deeper in you.

He watched his dick disappear in your wet cunt, making him wince.

"Fuck, youre so tight it's ridiculous." He groaned out.

You felt his balls hit your ass as you arch your back. He was hitting you in all the right places.

"You alright?" He said out of breath.

You hum in response as you buck your hips onto his cock. He holds himself up by your hips, holding a tight grip. He pulls out of you almost completely before he slammed back into you.

"Agh! Fuck!" You moan as Cillian hit your cervix.

He continued slamming into you, your ass turning all red from the hardnes of his slams. He quickened up his pace, as he continued to slam deeply and deeply. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he rammed into you.

You were a moaning mess under him, grabbing onto the sheets and pillows beside you. You place your hand on his shoulder blades, digging your nails in him. You pathetically whine, you throwed your head back as you feel a slap onto you clit.

Seeing your reaction to this, Cillian slapped your pulsing clit again, feeling a stinging sensation. You digged your nails deeper into his shoulders as he started pounding into you. The headboard of the bed moved violently as it made damages to the wall behind.

His hand glided from your waist to your neck. He held you there as you feel a drop of blood falling on your stomach, it was from your nails digging into his shoulders too hard. But he didn't say anything so you kept your hands there.

He leaned down on you, holding himself up by his elbows as you moand in his ear. You babbled out his name, and said crazy shit you would usually never say. You moved your hands from his shoulder to his back, scratching him all over as you hear him groan.

You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him closer to you. He was now completely pounding into you. Your ass cheeks hurt, after every slam they felt a sting. He kissed you muffling your moans, as you struggled to kiss him back.

He left your swollen pussy as you loudly cry out in need. He quickly flips you over on your hand and knees. He pushes your torso down as your ass stayed up in the air. He took all of your hair in one fist as  he entered you once again.

He pulled your head back, arching your back. He immediately started ramming into you as you screamed out. Your hands were all over the place, they wanted to hold onto something but there was nothing there.

Cillian slowed down as he took both of your hands, holding them behind your back by the wrist. He slammed into you once, as you let out a loud throaty moan. He slammed again, getting more consistent.

"Yes Cillian! This pussy's yours! Only yours!" You babbled, you had no clue what you were saying.

His hand left you hair as he slapped your ass, leaving a red mark behind. You yelp out as he slaps your ass yet again. He lets go of your wrists and pushes your head against the silk sheets.

He leans on that hand, as it leaves marks all over your face. You whine and moan, as you hear him groan above you. His breaths were loud and shaky, and his groans were urgent.

He fastened up his pace making your moans inaudible. Your voice cracks as he slows down for a second, before immediately going back. Your walls were closing in on him as your legs shaked, giving up on you.

You felt like you were just on the edge of finishing this all. His groans grew more urgent and more consistent, making you think he's about to cum too.

You couldnt wait any longer as you felt your strings being pulled to hard, snapping them. Just as you released all around his cock, he released his ropes of cum into your cervix. You moan loudly, and so does Cillian.

Your legs shooke during the release, giving up on you as soon as it was over. You feel Cillian pull out of you, at once feeling all empty without him. He flops beside as you caught your breath. You looked at him as his eyes were barely open. He breathed heavily, his chest going up and down.

"Fuck Y/N..." he groaned out turning his look to you.

"I don't think I'll ever feel anything better than this." He sighed looking at you as your eyelashes fluttered.

"My standards are now fucked because of you." You joke as he got up.

"You hungry?" He asked politely.

"I am a bit." You were starving, but you felt embarrassed to say.

"What would you like? I can order." He said as he took his phone from his trousers that were on the floor.

"Uhm, Chinese would be good." You weakly smiled.

He smiled back as he went to the bathroom. You hear water rushing, realizing that he's probably making a bath for the two of you.

"We'll pick out our food when we get out of the bath" he said getting out of the bathroom and reached where you were laying.

He sat down, looking at you with his blue eyes, they looked so angelic in this dimmed light.

"Did I go too hard on you?" He asked as he got all the hair from your face out of the way.

"A bit. But I enjoyed every second." You smile, making him smile even bigger.

He quickly pecks your cheek as he rushed to the bathroom to check up on the bath. You hear the water flow stop before he entered the room once again.

"C'mere." He grunted picking you up with ease. You rest your head on his chest as he placed you in the warm bath. He takes a small basket and showed you, in there were bathbombs.

"Choose one." He said softly. You look thru the basket taking out a hear shaped bathbomb and gave it to him. He smiles as he unravels it. He places the bathbomb inside as it fizzled away.

He took his phone and sat in the bathtub, opposite side of you. You picked out your meals and placed the order. You snuggled up against him and rested your head on his chest. He got his arm around you as he placed small and passionate kisses all over your head and forehead.

He was so careing, he wasn't the type of guy to fuck and leave, he actually cared about you. You lit your head up to look at him. He looked back at you with the most loving eyes, you melted away in his touch. You place small kisses all over his neck, nibbling on some places.

You gave him small kitty licks, tasting his salty sweat. You sucked on some spots, that'll leave a mark. You sat on his lap, your arms around him as he placed gentle kisses over your neck and shoulders. You feel him glaring at you, you lift up your head seeing his looking down at you.

He warmly smiled as he leaned down to give you a soft kiss on the lips. It was short, yet passionate. He kissed your jaw before he cuddled into you. You sat there for a good 10 minutes, imbracing eachother.

Cillian got up drying himself off and wrapping the towel around his hips. He was busy doing something in the bedroom as you got your whole head under the water, it was refreshing. He got what it looked like to be sheets in the laundry basket, he came up to you and kissed your forehead

"The food will be here in five minutes." He smiled as you gave a quick nod.

He helps you out of the bathtub. You were basically incapable of standing up so you just sat on the edge of the bathtub as Cillian dried you off. He got a robe on you as he carried you to bed, where there were newly placed sheets.

He kissed your nose with a warm smile before he handed out the remote for the TV. You heard knocking on the door, Cillian went to the door, took the food and carried it to you.

He got some new underwear on and layed down next to you. You already had your food in hands, eating away as you flipped thru the channels.

"Anything interesting?" He asked as he took his food.

"Well, I don't really know any of these movies so I don't know...." you squint your eyes as you flipped thru the channels.

"Oh go back." Cillian exclaimed. You turn a couple of channels back,

"There, stop." He said, "it's a film named Taxi Driver. It's good, you know Robert De Niro? He's in it." He smiled looking at you.

"Rober De Niro? Oh he was in that Dirty Grandpa movie" you smiled.

Cillian widend his eyes. "Don't say that to anyone else, from now on you know him from Taxi Driver or Good Fellas." He warned.

"Oh, okay" you chuckle as you slurp your ramen.

The film was good, you actually really enjoyed it. You loved the soundtrack of it and just the whole nature of the film. It grew to be your favourite.

After you ate your food, and watched the movie, you fell asleep in Cillians arms. He watched you as you drozed off into dreams, you looked so peaceful and beautiful. He kissed your cheek before he got to sleeping himself.

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Sun beamed into your eyes. You flicker them open as you feel a pair of hands around you. You melt away back into his touch. He snuggles up against you as he moves his legs over yours. You smile to yourself as you closed your eyes.

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You felt commotion around you, you lift up your heavy eyelids looking around you. You see Cillian getting ready in the mirror, tieing up his tie. He quickly glances at you before he widely smiles.

"You're awake." He said. You smile as you sit up.

You try to get on your feet to walk a bit, you feel aching pain in your thighs so you immediately sit back down. Cillian rushes to you.

"Take it easy, I'll take care of you." He smiled grabbing your hand.

He kissed the top of your head as you smiled up at him. He went back to his mirror taking a balzer a putting it on. He was dressed so businesy, he looked really sexy.

"How will I get home?" You ask as your feet dangled off the edge of the bed.

"I'll drop you off. I got some clothes prepared for you." He said taking some clothes from a chair.

"These were the smallest ones I had." He said giving you some shorts and a t shirt.

You got it on you with the help of Cillian of course. The shorts were to you knees, while the shirt looked ridiculous large on you.

"Oh I can't go in public like this" you groan with a small chuckle.

"You'll be fine, no one will see you, we'll be careful." He smirked.

On you feet you had to take one of Cillians slippers, that also looked laughably large. Cillian gave a bag where you put all your old clothes in.

He helped you walk to the elevator and to the car. He got into the driver seat as you got into the front seat. You buckle your seatbelt and told Cillian th address as he drove off.

"Cillian, when will I give you all these clothes back?" You ask.

"Oh you don't need to, keep it as memory." He smiled looking at you, before at the rode.

"You sure?" You ask.

"Yea I'm sure." He smiled.

You reached your apartment building where you and Charlotte stayed.

"This is your stop m'lady." He smiled as he stopped his car.

"Will you be able to make it up?" He asks you with concern on his face.

"I'll be alright, I'm used to it now." You smiled.

"Well, thankyu Y/N. It means a lot, way more than you think." He kindly smiled.

You smile back as you waved goodbye, heading towards the building. He drove of as you limped to the building.

Too bad it was an one time thing.

[jocelynscrazyideas]

Just friends? | Matt Rempe x Reader

Pt. 2

Warnings: language, that’s it? NOT PROOF READ

Summary: we head to the Ny Rangers game, matt had gotten three penalties and the rangers lost. We head to our little friend days, i accidentally split the way i feel about Matt, he tells me his feelings.

A:N- FIRST REMPE BLURB‼️🚨I’m scared, this is so gonna flop bc he’s like the most hated rookie…

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I’ve known Matt since we were in seventh grade. It’s been nine years of friendship. I’m excited to watch him play as a rookie in THE nhl.

“Are you ready?” Matt asks me, as if I’m the one who’s nervous. This whole time he’s been pacing back and forth, we play the Hurricanes tonight in the playoffs. I’m excited!

“No. I think I’ll just stay here in the hotel and watch you play from here.” I joke with him, he obviously isn’t in the mood to mess around.

I tie his tie and flatten his suit out, I mess with his hair a bit. “Matty?” Ally walks in.

“Hey y/n! Cars running, we’ll have to leave early, we need to grab gas. Unless you are going in early with matt?” Ally, one of Matt’s older sister.

“Oh hey? I didn’t know you were here.” Steph says as she walks in, checking in on my work. “Nice tie. Who tied it?” Steph asks Matt.

“Cool, cool.” Steph says as she looks at Matt’s eyes that trail into mine.

I’ve never seen Matt the way I’ve seen other boys, maybe it’s because I’ve grown up with him, I’ve seen him go through puberty, get girlfriends, and I’ve seen his room. Ally and Steph on the other hand… well they think Matt and I are literally meant to be.

“Cute.” Ally says as she grabs Steph and walk out.

“So we’ll see you y/n, at the seats?” Ally says as she walks down the hallway of Matt’s home. Matt pulls me to his mirror that is hung in his closet door.

“You look comfy.” He said and he rubs my shoulder, he looks down at me. For preference, I am 5”3, and he’s 6”7’. He’s significantly taller than me.

“You’ll do great.” I say and I grab my bag, my phone and apply lipgloss. He stares at me while I tie up my shoes. I’m wearing a blue tank top, and on top I have a leather jacket, I have a Rangers jersey imprinted on the back of the coat. I walk around with white air forces on my feet.

We walk to the car and we pull out of the driveway. We watch Matt’s older sister’s car get smaller as we turn a corner to head towards the rink.

“Radio on?” Matt asks me, I’m sure he’ll want to play our song.

“Sure.”

He throws his phone at me and gives me aux. “no. Play something fun.”

I play Martin & Gina by Polo G.

“No, play our song.”

So I do, I type into his Spotify search Shower by Becky G. “I love this song!” Matt says as he looks over to me. He keeps his eyes on mine.

“Matt!” I yell as he steps on his breaks. He almost ran a kid over. He let the kid cross the street and Matt wanted some coffee so we head to a Caribou.

“You wnat anything?” Matt asks me, and again he stares me down, I see him looking at me like I’m the great Mona Lisa. Or as if I’m the Eiffel Tower.

“No I’m good I’ll just pick up a Dr Pepper at the food court.” I reply. I look into Matt’s eyes, he has a light bruise that stained his under eye from previous fights. I’m sure he’s fired up for playoffs, I’m excited!

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We get to the rink and he walks in the player enterance and I head for the other side of the building, making it to the front of the building. I enter in just as normal and get my pass out to enter in as family. I understand that I should’ve gone in with Matt, but it felt better to get in early instead of late like the other family do.

I head for our seats and make it to my spot that I always sit in. I can see all the fans walking to the glass, signs are up and pressed against the window. Rempe jerseys everywhere, and family’s sitting at seats waiting for the game to start.

Hype songs start, warmups are coming. I watch Matt walk on the ice. For some reason I felt this wierd park in my stomach. I got wayyy to excited to see him. I actually smiled so big that my cheeks hurt from staring at him.

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After game

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The rangers lost. Matt hasn’t walked out of the locker room, and I patiently wait. He was the last one out, the coaches even left before him. The janitors started to come in and clean up. I have to wait for Matt, he’s the one driving me home.

“Matt?” I said when he finally walked out. “What.” Matt says in the grumpiest tone. He didn’t walk out for post game interviews, so I assume that he would do it later.

“Are you okay?” I ask him, I thought I was being kind for asking. He left me on heard. He just took my hand and walked me to his car. He opened my door for me, and threw his hockey gear into the back of his car.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” Matt finally answered.

Okay.

“Okay, let’s just go home alright?” I say canceling our plans that we were waiting for, for the last week.

“What!? No!” Matt whines before he backs out of his parking spot. “I wnat to go.” He said as he looks at me.

“Let’s spend time together. Come on. Please? I just had the worst game of my life and you’re just gonna make me feel worse?” He guilt trips me.

“Maybe.” I sarcastically answered as I throw his hands off my thigh. See, moments like this I believe his sister that maybe we could be something. NO! Matt is just a friend, he’s practically been in my life forever. Freinds for 9years and going on, and known eachother since we were 8 years old.

“I’m gonna shower, and you need to change.” Matt says when he pulls into his driveway. His sisters pull in behind us. “Matty!” Steph tells out for him.

“What.” He replied, he sounds the way he did before we left the rink.

“Um. Okay well me and Ally are going to the mall, and we’re going back to school. See you soon okay?” Steph says and she steps back into her car. That’s the last time I’ll see them, well ofcire we still have summer but they’re all the way at college and I’m just here in New York.

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“Okay should I wear red, or green?” I ask Matt, I men’s his opinion matters, like a lot.

“Im wearing Blue, so you should wear that blue and white outfit you got a while ago.”

“That wasn’t an option.” I reply. I just do as he says and slide in my corset top dress and a value decal lace, the white silk sits on my curves.

“You’re so beautiful.” Matt says as he watches me walk out of the bathroom. My hair is curled, my makeup done and my legs are shaved, I also have the perfect amount of heel that raises my height.

Matt looks me up and down and grabs my hand. We drive down to a cove. We eat some pasta and we grab some dessert at this small shop downtown. “Don’t get anything in that dress!” Matt warns me, I’m eating like a pig.

He’s so sweet. I could talk to him for hours.

After our foodie phase we head to the coast. We drive about an hour just to get to a beach. It was so nice, we sat and stared at the stars, but it felt wrong. I know that we would be good as a couple but, what his sister say all the time teasing him makes me think he likes me. No.

He can’t.

We’re friends.

“How’s life been? Got a hot boyfriend I don’t know about? You just moved up here in New York so how you like?” Matt asks me, he turn his head and leans back onto his forearms. He’s watching me stare into the void. I’m scared to tell him.

No, we’re just friends.

“Nope. Men are stupid. Not you of course, your perfect- your like the only guy I would date!-or well yeah it’s nice up in New York, city is beautiful and the weather is my type.” I answer, I stuttered about all of my try feelings. Shit.

“Well l feeel the same way.” Matt says, I’m sure he heard my little cry of what the hell did I say.

“What.”

“I like you as well y/n. You didn’t notice?”

[paladin--strait]

the one bed problem - quinn hughes

quinn hughes x tkachuk sister!reader

tw: language, cringe and its fast paced. a short but happy ending. reader can be portrayed as any body shape/size, and y/n l/n is used. if you notice any mistakes, tell me so I can fix them!!

thank you for reading and to those who voted on the poll for this story, thank you so much! and of course thank you to those who are just reading! if you have any criticism or tips for me, shoot me a message and tell me! I'll be appreciative for any help! love you all ❤

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the ticket to the canucks vs. senators game rests in my hand while I walk into the canadian tire centre to watch my brother, brady and his best friend, quinn play. the sound of excited fans for the home team and the opposing team get me even more pumped up for this game.

I practically run down the stairs to my rink side seats to see if I could catch brady during warmups. he spots me and skates over, smiling. brady waves at me through the glass and I wave back, throwing up a heart made with my hands and he returns it before we both put our hands on the glass, to meet each others.

brady and I talk to each other on opposite sides of the glass before he gets thrown down by somebody, the flash of a white jersey telling me exactly who it is. quinn smiles at me and waves, putting his hand against the glass to meet mine. I laugh as brady skates back over and greets quinn with a smile.

we all chat a bit before elias skates over and grabs quinn, pulling him by his jersey back to his side of the ice to finish warm ups. brady decides to go as well, leaving me to walk a few steps back to get to my seat.

the game starts and all of the players are aggressive, fighting for the win. brady and quinn get up to their usual antics and mess around a bit, before being whipped back into shape by their teammates and coaches. their joking plays make me laugh, and I'm the only one. the people around me look at me strangely but I just shrug it off.

the game ends with the canucks winning 6-3, which was kinda hard for brady, since quinn won't ever let him live this down. I walk down to the area where I always wait for brady after the games and stand for a while, playing on my phone and sharing some pictures I took.

I hear footsteps walking towards me and I open my arms, running to brady for a hug. I squeeze him tight and he squeezes back. we sway for a minute or two, "I'm sorry you lost." I say, rubbing his back.

"I have no clue what you're talking about, sweetheart." my eyes snap open and I pull away. its quinn, he's got this shit eating grin on his face and he's laughing.

"quinn! why didn't you tell me it was you!" I shove him playfully, laughing with him. "and congratulations on your win!" I stop laughing and just smile at him.

we chat a little more and wait for brady. the three of us always go out to eat after they play each other. it's like a tradition at this point. brady finally walks out, jogging over to us, "anybody hungry?" he yells out. it's become a tradition for the three of us to go out to eat after the boys play.

"yeah us!" quinn says, patting brady on the back. "you played good, by the way."

"thanks man. y'all deserved that win." brady and quinn hug before we head to the car. quinn rode on his own on the way here and I'll be going with quinn on his drive back tomorrow morning.

I wanted to see him and his brothers play. I've always been good friends with the boys since brady and quinn became close when they were younger. I grew up with them and they're practically my brothers.

but there's something different about quinn.

the way his nose crinkles and makes his eyes squint when he's agitated and confused. the way his eyes sparkle when he looks at me and only me. I swear I can see the world in his eyes.

as the years flew by as we grew older, I began to notice that quinn looked at me differently than the other girls he was around. even though they were taller, prettier, and kinder than me, it's like he didn't even care. he only had eyes for me.

I wonder whether or not my thoughts are true, but at this point I can only hope they are. recently I decided that I would never say anything to quinn in fear of ruining or friendship. the previous times I had accidentally almost let my crush on him slip, I had corrected myself just in time. the one time I tried to tell him, I was interrupted by luke and I never got to tell him.

my roommate, the only one who knows about my crush on quinn, made me a paper to sign around a year ago. it states, 'I, y/n tkachuk, vow to never tell quinn hughes, mine and my brother's best friend, about my crush on him. we shall remain friends until we die, unless spoken otherwise by quinn hughes himself.

I've upheld my contract since then. but everytime quinn and I make eye contact or I hear his voice, I think of breaking it.

little did I know, quinn had made a contract almost identical to mine. he signed the papers, vowing to never speak of his crush on me in fear of ruining his friendship with my brothers and I.

I think about the paper I practically signed my life away to before I go to sleep.

when I wake up, its 5am. my alarm is blaring in my ear and I slowly get out of bed, shutting off my alarm and walking to my bathroom. I throw my towel over the rack before I get in the shower. washing away all the sweat from bed and the hot restuarant quinn, brady, and I went to last night.

the water washes over my body and completely wets my hair before I wash up. stepping out of the shower, I throw on a towel and walk out into my cold bedroom. I shiver, but dry off my body in the process.

after putting on my outfit for the day, I walk over to my sink and get started on my skincare. I don't do much, just

some cleanser and moisturizer. then I put on a little bit of makeup. I can't stand wearing a full face of makeup, the only time I do is on special occasions. even then I hate it.

I pack the last few things I need before I grab my stuff and head downstairs.

quinn is sitting at the counter with brady, drinking a cup of coffee and talking about the game last night. "good morning sis. its about damn time for you to be down." brady laughs, getting up to give me a big hug.

"a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do, brady." I smile and hug him back.

quinn asks if I'm ready and I tell him yes, grabbing a water from the fridge for me and him and we leave the house, brady yelling goodbye at us from the door like the goofball he is. brady yells something at quinn that I can't exactly make out, but I do hear the words sister and love.

quinn rolls his eyes and flicks him off, which causes me to laugh. he soon laughs with me and we drive down the road, on the way back to quinn's place in vancouver.

"I can't believe they let you miss morning skate and probably evening skate for this. you're literally the captain and you're not showing up." I snort, looking at quinn.

"people skip all the time to see their families, they just have to get approval from staff." he says, turning the wheel to take us into the fast food restaurant of his choice for breakfast.

"but we're not your family?" I say with a laugh, hoping he doesn't take it the wrong way.

"no, you're not." quinn says with a laugh before he mumbles something I couldn't really hear, but it was something about becoming family.

"I think I need to get my hearing checked, quinn." I laugh and he does too, nodding to agree with me. "I couldn't hear that last part. what did you say?"

"oh I just said that you're like my family. the staff knows that since brady, matthew, and I have always been good friends. and the devils staff let jack and luke stay the next morning after they play us so we can hang out for a bit." quinn explains before pulling up to the speaker where you order and telling them what him and I want.

we eat, sing along to music, talk about anything and everything, and I even sleep some while he drives. when I wake up in the car, quinn's hand is on my thigh and he's saying my name in an attempt to wake me. "are we here?"

"yeah, just made it. I didn't wanna wake you, but we need to get checked in." he says, helping me out of the car and helping grab my overnight bag. "I got us a nice two bed room."

"well I hope it's nice! i don't wanna sleep in some shithole of a room where I feel like I'll be murdered!" I joke and laugh, quinn laughs too. "I'm just messing with you. I'll be grateful for any sleep better than what I just got."

"really? you were dead asleep in there. I had to check to see if you were still alive a couple of times." he chuckles as we walk into the hotel.

I search the little hotel store while quinn checks us in. he comes over to me a few minutes later, two room keys in hand. "one for you and one for me." he says, smiling at me.

I thank him and we walk up to our room. I set my bags down and look up, "quinn."

"yeah?" I turn to look at him and I realize that he's not seeing what I'm seeing. "what's wrong?"

"there's only one bed." I say.

quinn's head snaps up to look at me. eyes wide and in shock. he walks to me and I point at the bed. "I'll figure it out. be right back!" he smiles at me and grabs his room key.

he's gone out of the room and down the hallway in the blink of an eye. I begin to pack my things back up, thinking we may move rooms.

the door clicks and quinn walks in with a nervous look on his face. "there's nothing they can do. all the rooms with two or more beds are booked." he says, setting the room key down on the coffee table.

"well what a coincidence." I joke, trying to lighten the mood. "I'll take the couch."

"no, I'm taking the couch. you're sleeping in the bed." quinn argues back, looking at me with a stern look on his face.

"quinn, you need to sleep in the bed. it might make you stiff and you don't need that a few days before a game." I put my hands on my hips.

"listen, darlin. I didn't sleep like a noodle in the car. you're the one who's gonna be stiff in the morning." he argues back and I can't help but agree. sleeping in the car in that position and then sleeping on a hotel couch is not a good combo. its giving me a backache and neckache just thinking about it.

"quinn, please. please sleep on the bed!!" I practically beg him to take the bed. I can spare my back for him since he'll need to not be sore for practice and games coming up.

"how about this. we both take one side of the bed. it's a pretty big bed. we can put pillows in between each of us." quinn suggests, gesturing to all the decorative pillows on the bed. "I'll try not to snore or fight you in my sleep. but I can't promise it." he jokes, trying to lighten the mood.

I decide to agree and we both start getting ready for bed. quinn and I take turns in the bathroom, he brushes his teeth and uses the restroom while I change in the bedroom. we then swap and I brush my teeth and do my skincare, then using the restroom while quinn changes in the bedroom.

by the time I'm out of the bathroom, quinn has the bed all set up. "I made sure to give you the thinner blanket, since I know you run hot when you go to bed and that causes you to not sleep. I run cold so I took the bigger blanket." he explains, then gestures to the pillows in the middle. "and then here's our border. no crossing allowed." he jokes, crossing his arms and acting all sassy before he bust out laughing.

I laugh too and get in my side of the bed. quinn shuts off the light and gets on his side. we exchange goodnights and then we both drift off to sleep.

-

the sun peeking through the window and the sound of my alarm screaming at me wakes me up. I start to shuffle over to the beside table to shut it off, but I find myself unable to move. I'm caged in by a pair of strong arms and the smell of quinn's cologne fills my senses.

I turn my head a little to see a glimpse of quinn's face laying on my back. I feel him shift a little and he mumbles something, "turn it off." he loosens his arms a bit, allowing me to turn off the alarm. I turn to face him and his eyes are open, making direct contact with mine. "good morning, darlin."

the mix of quinn's morning voice and the nickname gives me the shivers. I smile back at him say goodmorning. "you broke the rules, quinnifer. you didn't stay on your side." I joke, chuckling.

"what if I told you I didn't want to stay on my side?" his words confuse me. he must still be sleepy. "what if I said that I wanted to hold you?"

"quinn go back to sleep. you're speaking out of your mind." I say, feeling the heat creep up my cheeks.

"I know. but I really mean it. I know this is sudden but I can't keep it to myself anymore. y/n, I really like you. since the first time I saw you, struggling to skate with your brothers by your side, holding you up." quinn says, his words shock me, but I can't help but remember that moment. "ever since I saw you, trying to learn the sport your brothers love, I knew I needed you in my life. you seemed like such a kind and genuine person. and I was right, you really are. I ended up making a contract with myself that I would never tell you how I felt because i didn't want to ruin what we had."

I smile at quinn and laugh. "my roommate made me a contract too! I had one for the same reason. the one day I tried to tell you how I felt, we got interrupted by luke and I took that as a sign that I shouldn't tell you."

quinn laughs and holds my hand, looking into my eyes with such love and adoration. I hope he sees that I'm looking at him the same way.

"y/n, please be my girlfriend. I don't think I could ever live without you. you're it for me, I just know it for a fact. but if you don't want to, I wouldn't blame you if you walked out of that door right now. it's all up to you."

I look at him, then at my now glowing phone, it's a text from matthew, asking if I'm awake. "what will my brothers think? quinn, they love you but I'm also their sister. they could all of a sudden turn on you and you'll be dead the next time you step on the ice with one of them." I say, truly worried about what will happen between quinn and the boys.

I don't want to be the reason that quinn, matthew, and brady aren't friends anymore. it's like sister and brother code, never date the other sibling's best friend. I'm not trying to be selfish, but quinn and my brothers are so close, I don't think I could live like this if I was the reason they hated each other.

"I don't care about that. well I do, because they're my best friends, but so are you, and well you get my point, right? I know they'll come around." quinn says, reassuring me that everything will end fine, even if the boys are mad at him for a while.

I agree and nod my head, looking at quinn with a smile. "okay. I'll do it. I'll be your girlfriend." I say, laughing a little.

quinn practically jumps on me with a huge smile on his face, yelling out some sort of form of 'wahoo' and holding me tight. we stay like this for a while, laughing and talking.

"we really should get ready to go, quinn. go get in the shower, I'll get in after you." I say, pushing him off the bed when he agrees.

"okay, we can pick up breakfast later?" he says, poking out his head from the doorway. I agree and laugh. "also, I booked us a one bed room on purpose." quinn says, laughing and shutting the bathroom door, locking it when he sees me get up to run into the bathroom.

"quinjamin hughes! you're dead meat when you get out here!!" I yell at him, laughing.

-

quinn took me to family skate a few months later, showing me off to all his teammates and friends. he even had some of the guys help teach me some of their favorite skating tricks.

I even skated with j.t.'s kids, laughing and playing around. and I didn't even realize that quinn was behind me with a ring box in his pocket, watching me interact with the kids, laughing and having a good time.

after the end of the game and after beating the opposing team, quinn pulled out a ring on the ice and proposed to me. I, of course, said yes. we got married at the lake house during the off season and all of our friends are there, even my old roommate, who brought the original paper copy of my contract to the wedding to show everyone.

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FLUMPY part 11 ( jake seresin x reader)

summary : with roo , nat and jake gone the remainder of the dagger squad take it as their mission to make sure that the pregnant girlfriend and their friend is taken care of while she is racing to tell her dad before someone else is going to let it slip , dealing with life without jake being by her side isn't as fun and she is counting down the days til he and her favorite people return .

warning: other than my spelling and grammatical error this is a mostly fluffy goofy chapter with the mentions of pregnancy and all the good stuff that comes with it . the men of the dagger squad being big brother goals ,some mentions of an encounter with a shitty human who tries to hurt a dog.

(previous part)

She sat sitting in the car not actually knowing what it was that had her crying . was it the hormones , the fact jake was gone for three months or fact he didn’t dump her there and then . she didn’t know how long it was she was there but the crowds were long gone some even stopped to see was she ok that was til she heard a tapping on her window only to see bob standing there holding container in one hand and smile on his face . 

“ hey what you doing here” she sniffled trying not to look like an absolute mess .

“ nat sent me told me you needed this and probably a hug” he stood shyly only for her to start crying even more. “ shit you want me to bring you good duck park rooster and hangman said that cheers you up” he offered quickly only for her to cry harder. 

“ they know me to well” she sobbed as he pulled her into a hug  knowing or thinking he knew why she was crying . 

“ we can just go home or hard deck i’ll even do a shot with you” he smiled. 

“ i’ll go the hard deck but i can’t drink “ she winced.  “ kinda erm pregnant which with how loud jake yelled it  well i need to see my dad quickly “ knowing some of the men where actually worse with the how lose their lips could be . sure national  and classified secret hold til the grave but moment it came to things of normal like well they turned into a sewing circle. 

“ congratulations really” he smiled widely . 

“ ugh your so cute” she sniffled wiping her nose .  

“ come on leave you care we can come back for it later or i’ll leave mine either way your in no shape to drive”  bob help her out of the car she instantly notice how his touch got softer almost like any pressure would break her making her roll her eyes but hug the WSO  hard . 

The moment she walked into the hard deck all eyes were on her , giving bob a nod she headed over to her dad who sat talking away to penny til his eyes landed on her . 

“ well didn’t think i would see you in this place for nine months” he crossed his arms . 

“ worse then high schoolers” she turned to the officers standing around promptly turning their attention to anything else under her heated gaze .  “ i was going to tell you properly but jake well yelled so loud honestly  surprise you didn’t hear him from your place” she joked smiling awkwardly. 

“ pay up “ penny smirked. 

“ can you two stop betting on my life please it’s a bit odd but also go penny” she rolled her eyes hugging her dad. 

“  i would of rather heard it from you but the free drinks helped “ he chuckled. 

“ hey i want free stuff not alcohol if wanna be generous nacho’s would be awesome” she yelled out . 

“ so i guess jake happy” penny laughed hugging her. 

“ yeah i was so nervous then the whole dock found out got lots of hugs from strangers” she nodded . 

“ well heres a free cola on me  and looks like the guys are waiting for you” penny smiled nodding her head over to the little small group of the dagger squad. 

“ we come over tomorrow anyways go kiddo enjoy” pete kissed her head. 

“ yeah coyote looks more lost without jake than i do “ she teased making  her way through the crowd nodding at the congratulation til she got to the usual spot only for javy to lift her off the ground with a hug  almost spilling her drink but like a knight in shining armour bob took it from her hand put on table . 

“ our baby is having a baby “ he cheered . 

“ excuse me “ she laughed , 

“Oh we decided a while back you were our little sister so not up to you “ fanboy shrugged. 

“ i’ve no say in this?” she asked . 

“ nah .. plus one of us already called mav dad before” payback snickered. 

“ that was once and it was slip of the tongue” bob grumbled. 

“ we even cleared it with rooster” coyote winked  as she hugged the others . 

“ well i’m glad you got his approval “ she rolled her eyes taking her seat. 

“ so as your new found big brothers and future uncle to the baby seresin / mitchell that is growing inside of that tummy of your we are here at your beck and call so even if heartburn or some shit  in the middle of night you gotta call us “ payback informed her honestly it felt like she was being scolded like a naughty child. 

“ even if it’s for ice cream” fanboy added only for penny to bring over a container filled with nacho in front of her. 

“ courtesy of yale” she snorted. 

“Hey thank yale” she yelled mouth watering at the food before her only for more food items to be brought throughout her time in the hard deck that night some by the people that got them or to the point penny sent the delivery man or woman directly to y/n . each time she yell out the thanks to the name on the receipt . 

By the time she and bob got his car and she head home she’d enough  containers to feed  her for the week or least first couple of days .

Jake honestly was  up and down from one moments of being happy then being scared shitless within the space of few hours he was going through a series of emotions.  It  honestly  gave nat and bradley whiplash trying to keep up with him .  one hand he was so excited for  the chapter of his life , he was older almost into his forties so the fact he was going to start a family well it was everything . then it was fact he was actually going to be a father what if he was shit at it or his kid resented him for being in the navy or  what if something left him inured or worse kill in action . then he was afraid of not being there for his girl the fact she was going through three months alone without  him  being at her side. What if something happened and he couldn’t be there for her . now he was sat with phoenix and rooster since honestly the two need to get him to chill out or else get him sedated . 

“She not going to be alone the guys will be there and her dad” nat said softer than the usual tone she would take with hangman of all people. “ plus you and bradshaws got like weird spidey sense sort of thing with her so if you even for a second felt something was off you would … we all would honestly swim back to san diego” .  

“ she is right we knew she was off after that sea food platter and when she gets her period which now isn’t a problem because she can’t have either of those while pregnant” rooster smirked .  

“ he’s got a point” nat laughed, 

“ i’m going to miss three month of her pregnancy of my first child “ he finally said  looking down to his hands . 

“ barely anything happens in first three months” nat tried to play it off. 

“ scan says she 10 weeks so she be what six months when i get back”  he scoffed . 

“ well once your there for the birth meeting your first child , thats the main show my friend plus way you two go at it you’’ll get to experience it again” roo wince considering he caught them in considerably a few compromising times . 

“ honestly i’m surprised she wasn’t pregnant sooner” nat nodded along . 

“ yeah not helping , i just wished it was different i mean what if something was to happen to me “ he asked the two . 

“ i think coyote called dibs on y/ns” rooster said easily. 

“ so did bob” nat nodded along .

“ again not helping” he deadpanned. “ i don’t want my kid to grow up or my girl to be heartbroken trying to explaining   why daddy ain’t around i mean it hard thing to go through” . 

“ here as the only orphan of the group yes it hard  but i turned out fine my mom made life the best even if she was dealing with a broken heart , plus trauma make you funnier why you think me and pretty girl are so hilarious “ bradley winked. 

“ she does say she half way to being batman only Mav in her way” nat chuckled. 

“ look bagman sadly your a good guy and well we do unpredictable shit but your are going to be one of those fuckers that dies like ripe old age shitting in his diaper” bradley patted his back . 

“ i say this with love but don’t comfort people outside of our group but also thanks it weirdly helped “ jake said slightly surprise how it help just now he was counting down the moment he would get to see her . 

Waking up to a half empty bed was something she was never going to get over it . it had  been two weeks since they were gone and still felt like it was going to be forever before they got home . like it was perfect time every symptom decided to come at once leaving her napping during her lunch break or her head in the toilet . since word spread quickly of her pregnancy everyone was almost babying her making her want to honest bite them or something . admiral simpson also got a recruit one who was studying engineering to “Intern for her” which was his way making sure she wasn’t doing anything too strenuous but did mean she had to guide the dude through literally everything.  Luke wasn’t a bad kid and well poor fucker got confused more times then he should of plus calling him kid was a bit much given he was only a couple years closer . she notice kyle and coyote instantly being there too if she so much as looked at something they deemed too heavy. But true to their words one night she rang them crying because well she felt lonely and they all came and watched movie even camped out in the living room like it was a sleep over . whenever she mention of craving something well they would come back later with said thing .  bob even  got her new overalls when the little bump that started to protrude  out took her til she went home to realise what he done  , it wasn’t big by any means but still clothes where starting to get a bit tight . even mama seresin and jakes sisters sent some maternity clothes  down for her to wear and she had to give it to them they found cool stuff . she never wore the pj’s though because at night she would take one of jakes T-shirts wear them to bed was closest thing to having him there .  even during the week the guys including the newbie kyle brought her to the good duck part even making friends with the senior citizens that were there .  she was never so lucky in life as she was now to have the friends she did   when it came down to it moving to san diego and starting fresh was the best thing she ever done. 

Walking with the guys , shopping for stuff to send the guys that weren’t there care package she needed to rest when they spot some sport store honestly she zoned out half way telling them she wanted to rest on bed to knock themselves out . 

“ stupid mutt” was all she heard pulling her attention to a man yelling down at a terrified dog .  instantly she was protective mode hauling her ass off the bench no longer tired .  “ waste of money stupid thing” he spat going to kick the already shivering and cowering dog. 

“ hey asshole” she snapped pushing him away . 

“ mind your business lady nothing to do with you” he growled. 

“ i’m making it my business what fuck is wrong with you kicking a defenseless dog” she spat not noticing that fanboy was already rounding them up the moment he spot her walking off from the bench. 

“ again none of your fucking business chubs now fuck off what i do with my dog is my business”. 

“ and i told you dickless .. can i call you that because you’d have to be a dickless asshole to hurt an animal what pisses me off is if this little guy defended himself he would be branded a monster ,  don’t mind the dickless man you poor little baby “ she cooed down at the dog instantly cowering behind her. “ what if i hit you huh cut you down to size and chubs really dude you look more pregnant that i do “ she scoffed. 

“ listen lady keep you mouth shut or i’ll… “  he started. 

“ or you what , i hope you aint talking to our sister like that pal” coyote stood making himself bigger as the rest followed. 

“ because she can’t hit you in her condition “ fanboy added. 

“ but we can” bob spoke completely different honestly she was a little impressed . 

“ what like i’m afraid of you” the man said yet his face gave it away instantly. 

“ you should be “ payback stood in front of her. 

“ you know what you care so much about the bag of flea take it ain’t worth it” the man rushed off as they walked him til he drove off only to hear her giggling and laughing . 

“ he likes me” she beamed up at them . 

“ please let us be there when you tell jake” fanboy snorted.

“ he’ll get over it , day got better free dog and awesome cool bodyguards … sorry brothers now lets go get this little peanut some new things “ she smiled happily. 

 “ she’s gonna be the death of us “ kyle sighed and they all agreed. 

“ it doesn’t actually have flea’s right we took my car here” bob gulped.

Lucky for bob peanut did not in fact have  fleas but he was skin and bone . peanut was only seven months old pitbull and nothing to him  , she brought him everywhere even to the hard deck letting sit with her and the guys although he was nervous at first when it got busy but soon got use to it even  only place she couldn’t bring him was work and  so she brought him to a doggy day care one of the officers recommended one night at hard deck . two weeks was all it took for the pooch to get use to the new dynamic given it was probably the most attention he’s gotten in his life . now she was sitting on her sofa patiently ( for her ) for jake to call he let her know he had a slot for facetime coming up and she was looking forward to it  almost counting the seconds til she could  finally see him . 

“ now we gotta do this smart ok” she said to the dog currently sitting at her feet only for the phone to ring out and her to rush at it almost dropping it  as she hit the answer button . 

“ hey baby” god even his voice made her insides melt. 

“ jake i missed you so much “ she almost cried she was so happy to finally see and hear him . 

“ i missed you too hows baby” he asked nervously. 

“Growing and currently kicking my ass i mean of course they would given they’re half you , look ” she giggled holding the sonograms up . “ i sent some in care package so you’ll get to see it for yourself  i asked them kept gender surprise til your home so we will get to see it together “ she cooed. 

“ darling …. Tell me something and tell me truth” he asked his eyes coming closer. 

“ anything ask away “ she smiled sweetly. 

“ why is there a dog sitting beside you “ he asked wondering if weeks at sea was making him see things only for her to see peanut was in fact sitting beside her . 

“ well long story short , we were shopping for the care packages and well the guys went to soon store while i wanted to chill out on bench this douche was kicking him and then he called me chubby like dude looked like he was carrying quads anyways after fat shaming and threats boom free dog isn’t he a cutie” she cooed. 

“ darling don’t those eat babies” he whispered . 

“ oh my god your like the shelters … jake seresin are you dog racist” she gasped .

“ dog racist?”. 

“ these dogs are sweethearts it media and dumb ass idiots that make them like monster but peanut is a sweetheart better then the chihuahua in his daycare i think that dog hates me” she winced.

“ dog daycare darling how long is he there?” he chuckled.

“ oh like two weeks , we watch golden girls with miss wilson too  she knitted him a  little cardigan he’s still skinny as hell but he’s coming along greatly” she smiled softly kissing the dogs head. 

“Well i guess i can’t wait to meet him and tell rooster we have a dog now,” he chuckled 

The two chatted trying to fit in everything in the limited amount of time before he had to say goodbye only now peanut was added in to which confused the hell why the phone was talking to him but still wagged his little tail . when the call did end he got up in her lap and licked away the tears that fell down her cheek. 

“thank fuck you're here” she smiled sadly hugging him closely to her.  Only two more months to go before jake was home . 

part 12

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Confrontation | F.B.

Summary: Can i request a Finn Balor x reader fic please?, Reader caught Finn talking to Liv, so she confronts him, accuses him of cheating and also gives him attitude (Because why not 😉). You can decide on the ending.

Finn Balor Masterlist

Requested by: @nzkuki95

Taglist: @plentyoffandoms @theworldofotps

Y/N knew she had to confront him eventually. All the shady things he was doing with Liv Morgan. It had to all come to an end at some point. The some point just happened to be after RAW that night.

Finn and JD were able to secure the tag titles from the Awesome Truth. The Irish man thought he was going to celebrate with his Y/N. He certainly had another thing coming to him.

"Wow, spending the night with me? Is Liv busy?" Y/N asked rudely. Her anger got the better of her. Every time she closed her eyes, all she saw was the sneaky things he was doing with her. The hotel card, being alone in a room with her, everything.

"What do you mean? I would never touch her. We are just...."

"Just what? Working together? Looks a little more complicated than that," she snapped. Y/N placed her luggage on the floor. She started to go through her clothes. After being in a hot stadium all night, she wanted to shower and change.

"I know it looks bad, but please, believe me. I'm trying to get Judgment Day under control. You heard what Damian said tonight. He thinks we need him," Finn argued. He ran his hands over his face.

Y/N paused. She knew that hurt him. Damian was supposed to be his friend. Her mind told her to cool off on the accusations, but her heart wasn't so forgiving. She wanted to fight and a fight she was going to get.

"No, this was happening before he said that. I know your feelings are hurt, but so are mine. Imagine if I was alone in a room with someone. I was suddenly given a title match. Imagine if I had a hotel key for another wrestler. What would you think?" She demanded.

"I would believe you if you told me nothing happened. I would believe you because,"

"Yeah, right, Finn. You glare at anyone who even looks at me. Then you run to Adam and get a match and beat them up!" She accused. This was the truth. A couple of wrestlers picked up on not messing with Y/N. Her friends shied away from her.

"They were bothering you, and I took care of it as a man should," he defended his previous actions. "Why are you looking for an argument? I love you and only you,"

"Then why did Liv tell me that you two kissed?" She yelled. Tears filling her eyes. A few even strayed down.

Finn's eyes flickered to the floor before looking back at Y/N. Guilt riddled on his face. Her mouth dropped open in shock. She felt like she was punched in the gut. Y/N placed a hand over her mouth and sat on the bed.

"Y/N, it isn't like that,"

"You kissed her. Oh my God," her voice cracked.

"I confronted her in the hotel room. I told her to leave Dom and Judgment Day alone. Rhea is going to come back and kill her. She was crying about not having any friends," he explained. Well, tried to explain.

Y/N started to laugh. "So your lips decided to be her friend? You and I have done things together since the hotel key card incident. You mean to tell me I was kissing her? Get out,"

"Y/N, I went to comfort her. I went to hug her, and she kissed me. I pulled away immediately. I didn't tell you because I didn't want to hurt you,"

"I said get out, Finn. The room is in my name. Go to JD, Dom, and Liv for all I care about. Just. Get. Out," she demanded. The last two words punctuated clearly. Y/N pointed at the door behind him. Finn felt his heartbreak.

"Y/N, I'm sorry,"

"GET OUT!" She screamed. Finn sent her a pleading look. When it didn't work, he quickly gathered his belongings and walked out the door. He closed the door behind him. Y/N's sobs could be heard through the door.

Finn took a shaky breath. In one night, he lost his best friend and girlfriend.

What was he gonna do now?

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I'm sorry (JJ Maybank)

Outer Banks - JJ Maybank

Ok, I found this in my old drafts when I first looked at obx (I was 12, so sorry if it wasn't good enough to post)

Summary: You've been a Pogue since birth and are friends with a notorious gang. John B, Sarah Cameron, Kiara Carrera, Pope Heyward and your big best friend - JJ Maybank. You always thought that Jay would be there for you, but in certain circumstances, you messed up...and you got kidnapped...

You slowly sat up on your bed with your body constantly throbbing and breathing deeply. Or weird, you had a panic attack after everything you went through. You tried to find the gold and when you finally found it and were happy, someone took it from you and you looked for some key instead. But with that unknown key that the Heyward family is supposed to have, comes danger..Carla Limbery and her henchman Renfield.

You found the key, but she tried to take it from you. And several times. And it was never a nice meeting...

The longer you breathed, the more your vision blurred and your head shook. Every time you had a panic attack, there was someone there to calm you down. Who brought you back, but no one was here now. And so one thing occurred to you..

With the last of your strength, you pulled your phone out of your back pocket and dialed JJ's number.

It rang for a while and you prayed he would pick it up. After a while it rustled and JJ's voice came out.

“Y/n” he asked almost as if you had woken him up. It's not surprising when it's around ten in the evening and everyone is already in bed after an exhausted day.

“Hi Jay” you said trying your best to sound okay.

"There are many hours. Is something wrong?" he asked with concern and you could hear him sitting up.

,,Not..only. I was wondering if you would like to come? Have a beer and chat for a while"? you said because you didn't want to worry him about having an attack.

"Well..it doesn't really suit me now..how about tomorrow?" he asked and you closed your eyes tightly.

"Oh..yes, of course. Sorry for bothering you. Good night…” you whispered and hung up. You hoped he would come but he didn't..and now you don't know what to do.

"Okay, just breathe" you said to yourself and tried taking deep breaths once more. But unfortunately it didn't work and you fell from your place on the edge of the bed to the floor.

You rolled there for a while until you heard footsteps in your empty house. You lost your parents when you were little and you hoped so badly that it was JJ after all..

But you must have been wrong, because instead of a handsome blond boy, Renfield came to your room. The Nasty Guy by Carla Limbery.

You quickly got up with the help of the bed and since you had nothing to defend yourself with, you grabbed a pillow. "Oh, but let's see who we have here. And you're alone right now. What a coincidence” he smiled evilly and walked right over to you. Before you could move or do anything, he was immediately at your side and something sharp stabbed you in the neck.

You slowly reached for the place where it stung, but before you could reach it, you fell to the ground.. until you felt nothing at all. You couldn't move, couldn't speak, and your eyes were slowly closing. Until they closed completely..

NEXT DAY |JJ POV|

"Come on guys, we need to come up with a plan to keep the key safe" I said climbing up to the porch of y/n's house with the gang. We agreed to meet here to discuss our plans and options.

"Y/n, we're here!" Kie called, knocking on the cottage she lived in. It wasn't a very nice house, but definitely nicer than mine.

When she didn't answer or opened the door, Kiara tried pounding on the door again. But again no response..

“Ok something is definitely wrong here” I whispered to myself because y/n always answered or answered immediately. Absolutely immediately.

"Y/n!" Pope yelled to Sarah and started looking in the porch windows. "Let's go in, okay?" John B yelled and slowly started to open the door with me at his back. But at that moment, I knew something was DEFINITELY wrong.

All the things she had in the house were scattered everywhere, things thrown from the shelves, an open refrigerator, a trash bin dug up.. "Someone was here" John said and started looking around.

“Y/n? Y/n?" I called when I couldn't find her anywhere. She wasn't in her room, the bathroom, the kitchen, the living room, nowhere at all. I slowly began to panic. Where can she be?

"Guys, I found something!" Kie shouted from behind the kitchen and we ran to her. "There is a piece of paper" she showed us the piece of paper she was holding and read aloud what was written on it.

Hello everyone. I'm glad you're reading this because at least I know Renfield did his job well.. As you may have noticed, something essential is missing from the house..And you won't get her back until you give us what's ours. The key. Otherwise, I wish you a nice rest of the day. - C. Limbery

"This bitch!" I shouted and snatched the piece of paper from Kie's hand. I tore it to pieces, took the cap off my head and grabbed my hair.

"JJ calm down. We'll go get her" John reached for my shoulder, but I shook him off. "She called me last night. I knew something was wrong, that she was probably having a panic attack, but I couldn't come. Someone broke my motorcycle engine, but if I had gotten off the fucking bike and driven here, it wouldn't have happened"!

"Shall we give them the key?" Sarah asked cautiously, looking primarily at Pope, to whom it was an inheritance. "What do you think if we give it to them? Of course it does! They have y/n and god knows what they are capable of” I hissed at Sarah putting my cap back on.

"Jay, he's right this time. If we don't give it to them, we don't know what they will do to her" Kiara said in my defense and looked at everyone.

"But Carla Limbery lives in Charleston, and Twinkey is broken from the last trip. We have no chance of getting there today" said John B, in which he was right. On the last trip, we set up Twinkey properly.

"I have an idea. My parents have a car" Kiara said walking out of the house. “They're not killing you for this?” Pope asked, walking right next to Kiara. "There is nothing left to lose. And to save y/n I will. Wait on the north bridge ok"? she asked and we all nodded and made our way to the bridge.

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After a few minutes of waiting for Kie to bring the car, she finally arrived, we got in and drove full speed to Charleston.

"Are we really going to give them the key? Don't we have a better plan?" Pope asked, still nervous about handing over the key to someone who would use it.

"Nope. We have no other chance. I don't want to do it either, but this time we have no choice. This time really no"..said John B and he was right. Every time, and I mean after every time, we had a choice. But now? Either y/n's life or Pope's legacy.

Before long we reached Charleston and Carl Limbery's house. Or rather a villa. She really wasn't feeling well..

"Jay calm down. We are here to give them the key. She'll be fine" Kie smiled at me and squeezed my shoulder. I returned the smile, albeit a strange one, and we slowly got out of the car.

We reached the gate and the bell rang. It wasn't long before Renfield stood before us. "I really didn't expect you here..Why are you even here? Are you seriously sure you're in the right place?" he asked us stupidly and I wanted to wipe that stupid smile off víš face.

“Where is y/n?” I asked straight away and his gaze shifted to me. "Aww, so you're taking care of her..that you weren't there yesterday huh?" he laughed. I couldn't take it anymore and ran out on him. I would have punched him so hard he'd forget who he was, but John and Sarah stopped me..

"We have the key. We just want y/n” Pope said pulling the key out of his pocket. "Well, that changes the whole thing...come on. You are welcome" he said, opening the door and motioning for us to go inside. As I walked past him, I stomped on his foot and spat on his shoe.

We headed straight inside the house to the living room, where Carla Limbery welcomed us. In the corner of the room was y/n. But not fully healthy and glowing energy as always. But tied up, covered in bruises and blood..

"We have a key," Pope said again, showing it to Carla.

"Oh, great," she said, yanking it from his hand. She took a good look at it to see if we were cheating on her again and when she found out that we weren't, she motioned for us to go towards y/n.

I rushed to her, removed the tape from her mouth and untied her hands. As soon as I did, y/n burst into tears uncontrollably. But as much as I haven't seen her in a long time. Not even during a panic attack.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry you had to give her the key because of me" she whispered and I cupped her face in mine hand. I stroked her back and wiped away a few tears while stroking the horrible bruises on her face.

"You don't have to apologize at all. That's me. I should have known something was wrong with you last night and if I had been there nothing would have happened to you..” I whispered for a change and she looked at me.

She completely stopped crying and took my hand, which I was caressing on her face, in mine, while squeezing it tightly. "Don't apologize, I told you I was fine. You're not to blame" she smiled slightly at me and I returned the smile.

"Well...that doesn't change anything. I'm still sorry" I smiled at her even more, he helped her up and she and the others hugged, while we were still holding hands..

[pablitogavii]

Best friends little sister Pt. 3

Pablo got the picture in his inbox the same morning. His heart jumped as he read Vinicius' instructions while I was peacefully sleeping on his arm. I told Pedri I will sleep over at Masa's and stayed with Pablo after the game to properly celebrate the win.

The picture

"Fuck!" he said and I slowly woken up brushing the sleep from my eyes smiling at Pablo's face above mine. I moved in starting to kiss his neck but when he pulled away I looked at him in confusion.

"You have to go! Um..I have a physical today" he says and I was completely lost since last night he promised me the whole day in bed? Did he really forget about the physical???

"But it's Sunday Pablito???" you remind him but he said they scheduled him earlier and he needs to be ready quickly. With barely a peck did he leave the bed as I got ready and left back home..not knowing that will be the last kiss in awhile I will share with Pablo.

Pablo knew that if he as far as looked at you, the picture will leak and ruin everything..any chance of being with me in peace...his friendship with Pedri..and my relationship with your brother. He needed to push me away no matter how badly he craved being by my side..it was for the better for all!

For the next five days I tried reaching out to Pablo without success. If I texted him, he didn't reply. If I called it went straight to voice mail. Today I decided to go to training and catch him before he left the dressing room..I was desperate and worried why he was suddenly so cold towards me???

"Um Gavi..can I ask you something???" I saw him leaving with Frankie in shock to see me standing by the dressing room in my school uniform. He followed after me looking back worried that Pedri might see something. We went into the conference room and he put down the blinds.

"What are you doing here!? And during school hours!? Are you crazy!?" he said but I didn't even listen to a single word rushing and kissing him feverishly..it's what I needed for all these days!

Although kissing me back, he was quick to pull away and walk backwards away from me..I needed to know what was going on with him???

"God you're so needy!!! Can't you understand I'm done with you!!!???" Pablo yelled but it didn't matter what he said, I refused to believe that is the truth..it couldn't be because it was so sudden and with no explanation!!!

"P..Pablo..what happened? what did I do??" you say tears filling into your eyes as you tried getting closer but he once again stepped back..like he was running away from you.

"You're a kid and I satisfied my craving, vale! Now just leave me alone" he said and your heart shattered..you left home in tears and haven't stopped crying for the next two weeks.

Meanwhile Pablo never played worse in his life..missing the passes..not scoring since the last El Classico and arguing with everyone all the time. He felt defeated and angry first at himself for not telling Pedri on time which would make it imposible for Vini to threaten him like this. He messed it all up!

"Y/n is really going through something..wanna throw her a beach party tonight??" Pedri said and at the mention of my name Pablo looked up suddenly being interested. It was his fault you were "going through something" so the lest he can do is help. They invited everyone.

At home, you were working on an english project.,

"And they wanted to run away together because of forbidden love.." Jacobo talked but I was somewhere else wondering how could I be so stupid to believe only my heart..my head always told me it was wrong and I should have listened!!!

"Please like they really love each other!" you snarl at the boy who held a book and looked at you with raised eyebrows. Great! Now he thinks I'm some anti love lunatic! Well done!!!

"Sorry..I just think they don't even know each other that well to be able to love each other" I tried to explain but Jacobo was already in my face with his lips on mine kissing me deeply. What the fuck!??? I pulled away wiping my lips.

"What are you doing???" I say and he apologized starting to pack his books. I then sighed telling him it was alright to talk about it like adults.

"I'm so sorry..I just like you and being so close lately.." he said but I never thought about it like that. Yeah, we spend time together at school and were partners for this English project but it was nowhere near kissing one another.

"I'm just.." I start but then didn't even know what to answer next..I'm nothing..Pablo used me..that was all!!!

"with someone else?" Jacob asked

"yes..NO!..um I'm just not up for it" I say mumbling and he smiled nodding his head and taking mine. He kissed it gently before getting up and ready to leave.

"I understand..but I'll fight for you..that you should know" he said and I blushed while walking him to the front door. Pedri watched me from the kitchen smiling excited to see your reaction tonight at the party.

It felt good knowing someone else wants to fight for me..so why the hell were tears spilling down my cheeks again!? Will I forever belong to Pablo Gavi!!!???

"Hermanita!!!" Pedri called a few hours later and I groaned walking down just to have him put a blindfold onto my eyes.

"You know if you weren't my brother, this would constitute as kidnapping, right Pepi???" I say giggling and he told me to stay quiet while driving me to the beach. Drive wasn't long but i was very impatient so I kept bothering him.

"Alright, alright we're here! Stop whining finally!" he said walking me and I could smell the ocean already and my feet felt the warm sand..I smiled.

"Are we at the beach???" I ask and he slowly took off the blindfold as everyone yelled "SURPRISE!" and I jumped holding my hands on my mouth. I couldn't believe he did all this for me..I really had a special brother!!!

Everyone was there around the large bonfire..Rapha brought smores and Balde played music on his speaker...Frankie turned on the grill..Ansu, Araujo and others played ball in the sand..and everyone was happy. Well, almost everyone was here..Pablo was nowhere to be found..I was happy about that but then light shined from the parking before he emerged from the shadow and my blood froze.

Our eyes met and I couldn't handle it..tears returned to my eyes and I just had to run away and get some air..it was a first ever panic attack I've experienced and the whole world felt like closing in on me.

I was sitting on the rock shaking until two arms held me and I looked into my brother's concerned eyes. He put his jacket over me holding me there in silence as I cried..why did he have to hurt me!? why me!? i never wanted anything but to love and be loved..and now i feel like a used up toy..

"Hey, whatever it is hermanita..you can tell your Pepi, bueno? I know it's kind of like I'm your parent here but I'm also just your brother..i never snitched on your to mom and dad, vale?" he spoke and I wanted to spill it all..the whole truth..and beg him to forgive me..to not hurt Pablo..but I didn't have the heart to hurt him..and even though I hate to admit, I didn't want to hurt Pablo either.

"I like someone..but I rejected him today" you lie feeling sick to your stomach that after everything he'd done, you were still lying to Pedri's face.

"You were scared?" he asked and I nodded..what else were I meant to do? one lie after another..it felt eternal at that point.

"Just call him..he's a fool if he doesn't want you" he said and I smile nodding and taking the phone he gave me..Pablo Gavi..you're one big fool!!!! I dialed Jacobo's number..

Pedri returned and Gavi after chugging onto another beer out of desperation asked about me..he wanted to follow after me..to hold me against himself and tell me he lied..that he loves me..so much it drives him crazy..but he knew he couldn't..not with Pedri already leaving.

"It's about the boy like always with girls.." he said and Pablo clenched his jaw..he was ready for his best friend to punch him into oblivion after I told him about everything but punch never came.

"She left with Jacobo, let's drink" when those words left Pedri's lips Gavi's whole body contracted and he watched you hop onto another boys motorcycle and drive off..he clenched his grip on the bottle and it broke leaving his hand bloody.

That night after Jacobo brought me home after nice dinner and kissed me tonight, I regretted it all..lying to Pedri again..getting into a relationship I don't want..and ever giving Pablo Gavi a chance. I fell asleep with tears once again.

A stumbling sound didn't wake me up but cold kisses on my shoulder and neck did and I really was about to scream but a hand was covering my mouth. I turned around and saw Pablo there clearly too wasted to know what he was doing.

"What are you doing here!!? Please leave!??" I tried getting up but he was too strong and had me pinned down on the bed with heavy breathing.

"Please..just one more time..we won't do anything..I just want to hold you one more time.." he was slurring his words and my heart was racing..he was clearly still feeling the same thing I did. But i had a boyfriend now..it was even more wrong then before!!

"i have.." but he didn't let me finish that sentence..he couldn't bare it in that moment and I knew it as his eyes were filling with tears.

"please cielo.." he whispered and I sighed feeling a lump in my throat from that nickname pulling his arm and making him cuddle me tightly as we both fell asleep..suddenly nothing else felt wrong.

Pablo woke up first..he had a horrendous headache but smiled looking down at me in his arms sleeping peacefully. I looked like an angel with my hair scattered down his arm holding onto him while his hand rested on my butt. It was perfect..and if he could hide from Pedri then he could hide from Vini as well!

Just as he was about to kiss me good morning did my phone ring and I jumped looking at my new boyfriend's name shining on the screen. I heard Pablo groaning and throwing his head back in annoyance.

"You should go and..Pablo don't ever do this again!"I said about to answer but he took my phone hanging up instead.

"You let me stay because you wanted it too! I know you're still mine pequeñita.." he said about to pull me close but I was done with his games. He hurt my feelings and made me feel like his toy only to act like it didn't happen..well that won't happen!!!

"I let you stay because you were wasted and wouldn't let go off my waist! I'm done crying over you so just get out!" I were as cold as he was seeing something in his eyes sparkle and it had a red ting..he was angry. The doorbell rang and we both went downstairs.

It couldn't be Pedri since he was at training that Pablo clearly decided to ditch..so it could only be Jacobo..shit!

"Hey beba I brought you coffee..oh hi Pablo, I'm a huge fan" he said and there went Pablo's confidence as he smirked looking at your annoyed face. Pablo took the coffee from the boys hands and you stood there in disbelief..what an asshole!

"She hates coffee in the morning cause it makes her stomach upset..see you around pequeñita" he smirks winking and you fought an urge to throw a rock at his big head right now! Although he was right..Pablo did know you so much better than Jacobo..

We went to school and there was Masa waiting for an explanation..Jacobo kissed me and left and I told her everything she missed since being away.

jacobo_bru

Beba @y.n.gonzalez

comentarios:

pedritoofan: he's her boyfriend!!?😨

gaviigirlss: she doesn't look happy like she did in pics with gavi :((

y.n.fangirlies: right!!? that's what I thought!!?

masa.babyy: my best girl❤️

pedri: ❤️

pedri.gavi.girl: nooo she's not happy with him pedriii!!

gonzalezfam: she didn't even comment!!?🤔

[beachbabe000]

My Brothers Girl // Christopher Sturniolo

summary: You're in a relationship with Matt, but you're slightly unhappy with some aspects. One night those needs are met, but not by Matt.

Warnings: Smut, cheating, relationship between brothers and y/n, fingering, enemies to lovers, use of y/n

There will be multiple chapters of this story.

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part one

Chpt. 2

y/n

I wasn’t stupid, I knew that wasn’t Matt. It wasn’t something I expected to happen AT all. And for some reason, I’m okay with it. How to go about this though? No clue. I didn’t say anything to Matt about it when I heard him come in and drop his bag. He came over to the bed and dropped down wrapping an arm around me. “Hey, how was the trip?”

“Long. I’m exhausted. I’m gunna take a nap, feel free to start your day. I just wanted to come snuggle you for a second.” His words cause me to smile and begin to feel guilty about last night. It’s not like I wasn’t confused at first. I was only half awake at first, not registering fully what was going on, so I didn’t stop it. But once I felt the fingers inside me, I woke up and knew who it was.

It was awkward to walk down to the kitchen and see Chris leaning against the counter eating his eggs. I walked by him, feeling my stomach flipping with anxiety. He glanced at me and we made a second of eye contact, no idea that either of us knew. He watched as I reached into the fridge for my yogurt. I could feel his eyes burning into my back before I turned around and he looked back at his plate.

I also noticed he was uncomfortable as well and decided to play into it, only because I wanted him to feel more awkward. “You okay? You’re not yelling at me for being in your presence.” He stopped chewing for a moment and looked back up meeting my eyes. “mhmm.” He hummed. Likely unsure of how to speak to me right now. I smiled inwardly at his lack of words. “Okay. Enjoy your eggs.” I walked to the kitchen table to eat my yogurt and scroll through my phone for a second. He finished his eggs and started walking towards the sink. I saw him out of the corner of my eye gaze at my legs for a second. I purposely didn’t put my shorts on and stayed in my over sized shirt that went just above my knees. This is going to be fun. I want to drive him absolutely crazy before he breaks. Now that I know how he feels.

Later that day I walked into the living room and saw Chris sitting and watching tv. I did something I don’t normally do and sat next to him on the couch. He tensed up. Crossing his arms over his chest and sinking deeper into the couch. “Sorry, do you want me to move?” I asked innocently. He tucked his lips in and shook his head before speaking. “Nah, you’re alright.” I looked over at him, my head was resting on my hand, my elbow on the arm of the couch. “What’s up with you today. You’re acting all weird.” There’s no way he didn’t know that I knew.

Chris

She was messing with me. I could tell. There’s no way she doesn’t know it was me. But I also had no idea how to act now. Or how to go about this. And it’s my own fault for stupidly giving into my urges. Do I regret it, absolutely not. But was it one of the dumbest things I’ve ever done, yes.

I glanced over at her before getting up and walking out of the room quietly to go to the bathroom. I finished and came out to walk back towards the living room. I watched as y/n came down the hallway at the same time. We walked past each other and she brushed her shoulder against mine, but gently so I knew it was on purpose. I squeezed my eyes shut as I kept going and sighed. Fuck this. I went to turn around to follow her and confront her about what’s happening. But as soon as I turned around Matt walked out of his room right in front of me. “Hey! I wanted to talk to you.” He said, shutting his door. Oh god. He knows. Shit. Okay, breathe. I tensed up as he walked over to me. But he just stuck his hand out for a dab and I went with it and pulled in for a small hug. “So while at the event I had a guy come up to invite us to collab with him on a video. His following is pretty big so I feel like it’s a good idea. I just wanted to see what you thought about it.” I let out my breath that I had no idea I was holding. Relief coming over me.

After my talk with Matt he went out to grab us all food, leaving me and y/n at the house alone. I’m gunna confront her now, there’s no way this can keep going on.

y/n

I could tell the touch in the hallway got to him. He tensed up as soon as our contact was going away. Smiling to myself I went to take a shower. Once I got out I noticed Matt was gone. I checked my phone, he sent me a text asking what food I wanted and that he was out. After texting him back I walked to his room to change my clothes.

Right when I was about to drop my towel the door swung open and Chris walked in. I swung around to look at him. “What the hell Chris? Can you knock?” I semi yelled. “Oh like I haven’t seen it before.” He rolled his eyes. He knew I knew. We stared at each other for a second. “Alright then what’s going on and what are we going to do about this? Personally I’m really upset and uncomfortable and I’d like an explan-” I was cut off by Chris walking over to me and pushing me into the dresser while smashing his lips to mine. I was taken completely by surprise not knowing what to do. His fingers were basically digging into my hips causing a slight moan to escape me. I pushed him away. “What the fuck are you doing.” He was now looking at me with a glazed look and his lips slightly parted. He looked at my eyes then moved his gaze back to my mouth, fingers still grasping my hips. I could feel a warmth pooling between my legs.

My hands were on his shoulders and I just couldn’t bring myself to move. He moved slower towards my mouth, and I didn’t stop him this time. Kissing me softly at first I gave in and wrapped my arms around his neck. Once he felt my acceptance he deepened the kiss and placed on of his hands beside me onto the dresser pushing me more into it. The kiss deepened and at this point I was definitely wet. I arched my back pushing more into him and he reached up his other hand to the edge of my towel, pulling it off and letting it drop to the floor. Reaching up with the same hand he grasped one of my breasts bringing a moan from my mouth to his. He pushed me more into the dresser if that were even possible. He rubbed both hands down my body to my legs and lifted them up, wrapping them around his waist. I could feel him hard against my warmth causing me groan loudly. Pulling away from my mouth he started abusing my neck with bites an rough kisses. One of my hands moved up to run my fingers through his hair and grab onto it. “Fuck” He whispered out as he moved his head back up to my mouth. At this point he’s fully grinding into me causing both of us to moan. He gripped both of my legs pulling them towards him and grinding into me harder.

“Ugh” I moaned out as I threw my head back. He took this as an opportunity to go back to my neck.

Just as he was reaching down to the hem of his sweat pants, We heard the sound of the front door open and close. “Shit!” I whispered loudly and we quickly moved away from each other. Both of us looking at each other in panic, “GO!” I whispered shooing him with my hand and reaching back for my towel. He basically ran out of the room as I pulled my towel back up around me and calming myself down enough before Matt walks in.

He opened the door, food in hand smiling at me. “Food acquired.” He sat it down and walked over to me, pulling me in for a kiss. I kissed him award and uncomfortably, He pulled away and looked at me with concern. “Are you okay?” I cleared my throat, “Yeah, yeah I’m fine. What did you get us to eat?” I let go of him to pull a t-shirt and shorts on then walking over to the food. “Your favorite of course.” He smiled and started unpacking the fast food bag.

Chris

I walked back into my room rubbing my hands over my face and sighing. I rubbed the back of my head, eyes closed, “This is so bad. What the fuck am I doing?” I whispered to myself. “Hey, you alright kid?” My eyes shot open and I swung my head towards the door. Matt was there holding my sandwich and drink. “Y-yeah I’m cool. Thanks for the food. Preesh.” I grabbed it from him and went to my desk to sit down. “What happened while I was gone. You and y/n are acting weird. Are you sure everything’s okay?” He asked worry plastered across his face. I nodded convincingly. “Yeah man, everything’s fine. Don’t worry your pretty little head.” I chuckled and smiled. He smiled back. “Alright. Don’t scarf that down too fast. You gave yourself a stomachache last time.” He chuckled and left the room. Yeah, well, I have a stomachache but it’s not from the food.

[34saveme34]

Snowtrapped 2 but it's emotional instead

I barely edited this thing but I must post it <3 I like it too much tbh

anyways light touches of suggestive, and references at snowtrapped obviously, although they don't outright talk about it, no cover this time we die like men

anyways word count: 4602

It started like any other day. With the usual arguments following them, as they perpetrated the intense part of their dynamic. 3 agitated 4, 4 agitated 3, hijinks ensued. It was how it always went these days. The 2 were fine with this… for the most part. The worst part of this was that both of them were sensitive but still liked to mess with each other. They had to walk a thin line for nothing bad to happen. And boy, was that hard. 

It was a snowy day, and 3, 4 and friends went to an especially snowy place as a vacation. They all deserved it. Although, the snow could bring out memories for the 2, it was a bit easier now to push it to the back of their heads. It was the past. It was a different time. They were different. They felt different. They’re friends at this point! Although 3 seemed to deny it a lot, 4 could see through that. Which is also why it was so tragic when he accidentally pushed 3 too hard and had to again see the man upset by his own actions. It always reminded him of the past. Something he had a complex relationship with, as it was something that affected him to this day, with all its differences, similarities and furthermore things that would just confuse him. Confuse him in so many ways. He wished he had answers. Maybe he wished a bit too hard. 

As their snowy hijinks, which they were doing with their friends brought them to an all too familiar situation: being snowed in. No escape. Only each other’s company. It was almost like faith that it was only those 2. Or maybe it was planned, who knows.

“Ugh…” 4 got up as he fell in pretty hard, he was on top of 3, more or less.

“Get off me, you bitch!” 3 quickly pushed him off, annoyed at 4. 

As they got up, looking at the door, both realized what happened. And that they were stuck together.

“You’ve got to be kidding me” both said at the same time which made the 2 glare at each other.

“This is all your fault!” 3 yelled at 4.

“Mine??! How would it be mine?? I wasn’t the one launching a whole damn avalanche!”

“Shut the fuck up” 3 sat down, grabbing at his face. It seemed he was trying to keep at least some sanity.

“No, you shut the fuck up!” 4 said, also sitting down, facing away from 3. 

Truly maturely they stayed like this for a while not uttering a word. But soon, the cold set in.

“Hey… 3…. m… my man” 4 sat beside 3, who looked at him cautiously.

“Yeeees?” he squinted at 4, not trusting him for a second.

“I’m cold”

“Well, shit, 4, I don’t control the weather!”

“No, I mean-”

“I’m definitely not desperate enough for that yet…”

“Yet?” 4 teased him, for which 3 hit him hard in the head.

“Stupid”

“In the meantime while you get over that, we could try and get out somehow. At least try.”

3 sighed as he got up.

“You’re unfortunately right…”

“Maybe we could even find a meme and use it to get out!”

“Yea, good thinking” 3 mumbled it a bit, although 4 could still understand.

“Don’t know why you need to be so defensive about me being right”

“YOU do the same thing as well”

4 was about to protest but realised that 3 was kind of right.

“Oookay…” 

They started really examining the place. Not much food, no meme in sight, a single blanket folded neatly in a closet.

4 took it for himself fast.

“Hey, you hogger!” 3 glared at 4.

“As I said before-”

“I’m not cuddling your stupid ass!”

4 looked down to his feet. He knew that it was just their thing but.

“I really thought we got further…”

“What did you say?” 3 looked at him with an expression that was hard to read.

This scared 4. He wasn’t sure what to do, repeating it felt like a hard task, so he just stared.

“You can’t just talk in half sentences, 4”

“I just… thought you’d be more comfortable with me at this point”

3 was about to protest but thinking about it, he really should’ve been less stupid about it.

“I can’t just- I’m tense, okay, I’m tense! Are you happy now that I told you??”

4 chuckled.

“You never really tell me. I just have to guess myself how you feel”

“Well, you aren’t the easiest case yourself- it- ugh, I don’t want to go into it, definitely not right now-”

“Into what?”

“It doesn’t matter, forget about it”

“3…”

“Don’t 3 me”

4 sat down with the blanket under him so it wouldn’t be as uncomfortable to sit. 3 paced around for a bit. Tried to use his hands as shovels to maybe get out then quickly gave up. This kept repeating. It was kind of tiring to watch. 4 was on the verge of commenting on it. But he could see that he shouldn’t: 3 looked close to snapping. He knew that look. It was upsetting.

Especially as 3 seemed to tire, having to keep up with the cold, now he was starting to feel it too. He leaned against the cold wall, trying not to let the cold get to him. 

4 was watching him. It was awful to watch. He could see 3 slowly slipping down against the wall. 

“Alright, that’s enough” 4 had enough of this as he wrapped his arms and blanket around 3, who didn’t have nearly as much fight in himself as before.

“Dude…”

“What?”

“...Thanks.” 3 lightly leaned closer into 4 arms. That was shocking to 4. He wasn’t sure how to feel.

Sure, he insisted on 3 joining him, but he… never really considered what he would do once he did. He never considered what would happen if 3 didn’t fight him. The comfort made him weird. He wanted to stay somewhere deep in his heart but decided to just slip right out of the blanket and just put it on 3.

“Oh..?” 3 looked at him, the weakness in his eyes showing. He looked painfully genuine.

“I’ll try myself this time”

3 glared then looked away from 4. It was hard to tell what he might be thinking.

4 tried to separate the snow. It was easy, the snow was soft yet cold, and the more he would shovel with his hands to the side, the more would fall in. He panicked, which made him feel agitated as he started to get faster with it. He got so fast the snow of the ceiling fell on him, leaving him colder than ever.

3 rolled his eyes.

“I always think you can’t be more stupid but you always manage to prove that wrong”

“Sh-Shut U-Up” 4 was practically shaking from the cold. Who knew he was so sensitive.

3 sighed and got up. He brushed the snow off of 4. Usually such casual touch wouldn’t be this bad for him but the isolation was getting to him. He cared so much. But, right now, especially right now, he didn’t want that to come out. He didn’t want his caring side out in the open, for 4 to witness and tease. 

to his surprise 4 only gave him a soft smile before adding a few words to his reaction.

“You didn’t need to do that, I can take care of myself”

3 was disappointed.

“I don’t want to be in the same space with a dead body”

“Hey now, you’re already thinking of me dying??”

“Well… It would be funny now that you say it” 3 grinned.

“I don’t find it funny”

“When did I say I care?”

“I see through you, my friend, I do”

“You’re as blind as a bat actually”

“I’m not, I got the 20/20 vision going for me!”

“Crazy if true, considering how much you’re on your pc”

“SAYS WHO”

“ME”

The 2 glared at each other. For quite a few painful seconds. The tenseness in them took over as they started to fight physically.

Although it was one of those little slap fights. It felt less like a fight and more like a comedy bit.

The 2 separated, although 4 found himself cold again. He stared at 3 without realising.

“What?” 3 asked, in a defensive manner as if 4 was about to strip him with his eyes. The thought sent a shiver down his spine. It just further reminded him of past events… But they were different now, it wouldn’t happen.

4 took a bit but he did manage to snap out of it.

“Huh? Nothing! Nothing at all”

“You’re cold, aren’t you?”

“Noooo, what gave you the impression?”

“You shivering”

4 facepalmed. 3 was right, he couldn’t believe how obvious he was.

“Come here, I did say I don’t want to be stuck with a dead body”

4 resisted first but the cold got to him, he had to. He didn’t like it but he had to.

“Jeez, I didn’t think you would be this cold”

“Why did you think I was shivering”

“... Fair point”

4 leaned into 3’s chest, trying to get closer in a less uncomfortable way. It was really hard though, considering how they were just a few moments ago. He was too tired and cold to care though. He even wrapped his arms around 3, having a secure hold on him. 4 didn’t like how comforting this felt. Something about cuddling 3 felt different. Suddenly  the memories hit him again, of the past. It made him feel a bit gross for his thoughts. He wouldn’t ever wanna think of 3 that way. Not again at least.

The 2 stayed silent for a while, it felt illegal to speak. Even though both of them still felt tense. 3 felt too weird in all this, he had to comment on it.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you enjoyed this”

“What?? You think I do?” 4 looked offended.

“You were cuddling me with the same glee Eggdog would and oooh he loves me a lot” he talked with with his baby voice at the end when mentioning his child. Just simply the thought of him made him feel happy.

4 rolled his eyes.

“I’m just trying to stay warm, really. If I liked cuddling you, I’d do it  outside of dire situations like this”

“Like I’d care if you would… stupid”

“Would you?”

“No!”

“Oooh, but it looks like you would” he found 3’s reaction just a little bit entertaining. Indulging a little shouldn’t hurt much!

“Shut up! I wouldn’t! Even the hand holding feel unnecessary”

“Well, we had to do that, to save the world and all that stuff”

“Okay? Doesn’t change a thing. I don’t like to do it”

4 stared at 3, unimpressed. 3 felt a bit nervous.

“You’re as annoying as ever” 4 said as he got up “You know what, I rather freeze”

3 felt that struck at his heart. That HURT to hear, christ. 

“The fuck you mean you’d rather freeze??”

“If you don’t want to be near me so badly, then I won’t bother you. I can try and bury myself in the snow so you don’t have to face me dead cold”

“Jeez, how kind of you to- HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND??? You THINK I WANT THAT??!”

“FELT LIKE IT”

“YOU DUMB IDIOT”

“DUMB AND IDIOT MEANS THE SAME THING”

“YES, I’M POINTING OUT YOUR SPECIALLY LACK OF SMARTS”

“FUCK YOU”

Aaaand they fought again. This time a bit more violent as 3 pinned 4 down.

“Any last words?” 3 was tired so he didn’t sound as threatening as he would’ve wanted to.

“You’re gay” 4 teased as he pulled 3 down on him with the little strength he had left. Unfortunately, this way they were left to stare at each other, it was kind of hard to pay attention to anything else when they were this close. 3 didn’t look amused. 4 chuckled.

“Gotcha”

“And you said you don’t want me near”

“I would push you off if I had the energy to”

“Nice excuse”

“It’s a reason, not an excuse”

3 sighed as he fully laid his head down on 4’s chest. He was now truly too tired to care.

“Why can’t we just get along”

“Cuz you’re a piece of shit”

3 looked at 4 again, clearly unamused.

“Like yourself, of course”

4 found it interesting how 3 deflected by calling him an ass too.

“Maybe, yeah… I don’t know why really”

“We’re just like this? I guess, I don’t know. We should be, right?”

“It’s… what’s the best, right?”

3 thought for a bit, some hard words on his mind.

“We’re… friends”

“I… I know”

Air felt heavy, as the 2 were trying to comprehend each other, what were they going for.

“You know…” 3 started, already feeling his face heat up “Ever since we became friends, it’s been… a bit less fun to be a villain. Juuust a smidge”

4 found himself smiling, hearing that his heart just warmed up whole.

“Glad to hear that…”

“It’s something I struggle with it a lot though”

“Why so?”

“Who… am I if not your local villain… who would I be?”

The question caught 4 so off guard, staring shocked at 3. He never thought 3 could feel that way. He kind of felt bad for a lot of the things he’s said and done now. He gently grabbed 3’s face by his cheek, by which he noticed 3 being a bit more hot. He was sure it’s just them slowly feeling weird from the cold.

“Hey now, don’t say that… you’re so much more… a cool streamer, a great meme guardian partner… a great friend, maybe… my greatest”

3 was practically turning into a heater from the compliments. But it definitely didn’t mean anything. 3 collected all his courage, to ask one thing he wanted to know.

“Your greatest?”

“Yea… pretty much”

“Isn’t it Mario for you?”

“You’re… different”

“Different?”

“Well, you know- yeah, you’re a friend in a different way than he is to me. You’re just… different… I guess, we just work differently”

“You mean the meme guardian stuff?”

4 glanced to the side, it was hard to guess what he could mean by that.

“That too”

“You know… I do kind of find it weird… that we have to hold hands to use our powers.. or at least touch”

“Yeah… but I don’t think you would be this close to me without it”

“Let’s not even think about that”

3 looked kind of bummed about the idea.

“Awww, you’d miss being friends with me that much?”

3 growled, though too tired to act.

“You say that like you wouldn’t”

“Of course, I would miss it so much” 4 said, hugging 3. The air being not so tense felt nice. It was easier to express himself.

3 was in deep, Jesus. He could barely think, besides lightly hugging back. 

“You could’ve warned me at least”

“Nope, it’s more fun this way”

“But you said you care about me”

“There’s some privileges you’ll never get”

“Tch… stupid”

“Ahem… Tsundere”

3 stared at 4, a single word making him feel energy come back to him. Out of anger of course. God, that made him so so angry.

“Not that word again, no, shut the fuck up. No one wants to hear that, idiot”

“I wanted to hear it personally” 4 chuckled.

“For what? You’re implying you’re my crush or something? You’re wrong then, bitch” 3 got up, angrily pointing and gesticulating. Oh, that touched a nerve, didn’t it.

4 raised an eyebrow.

“I didn’t say that… Only you did, just now” 

3’s face was painted with realisation, as then colour drained from his face. Oh no, he did not fucking do that!!

“The word is literally used that way. How am I supposed to take it then? Why did you call me that anyways, asshole” 3 turned away from 4.

“I just found it fits… even in a platonic way. It’s so obvious you want affection but you still push people away”

3 looked back at 4 then away.

“Just like that” 4 sighed.

“You… YOU” 3 turned back “ You ALWAYS think you’re the bigger and better person”

“Well, I am right now? I’m not the one misinterpreting shit”

“You just have this air around you, you know? Like you always think you’re the god of this show! That nobody is better than you, especially me, I’m really tired of that. Really fucking tired”

“Are you really getting mad about me calling you a tsundere??”

“IT’S MORE THAN THAT”

“HOW CAN IT BE MORE???”

“IT’S A PATTERN… a long going one” 3 stared daggers into 4. It was like a whiplash compared to what they had previously.

“What pattern???”

“Stuff’s always about you. You’re always trying to one up me as well. It feels like whenever you butt into something, it becomes about you.”

4 stared. He didn’t know what to do with that information.

“You’re so weird. First you say you wished we were friends earlier, now you berate me”

“Because you can’t shut the fuck up when you need to. Maybe if you did, we would get along better”

“Well, MAYBE, if you stopped being an ASSHOLE, that would help a lot more”

“MAYBE. IF YOU STOPPED BEING SUCH A WHINY BITCH IT’D HELP EVEN MORE”

The 2 stared at each other, unsure whether to feel angry or sad. 

“You know where it hurts, huh? You know me so well you know EXACTLY what to say to make me angry” 4 spoke, anger seething through him.

“Not hard when you get upset about everything!!”

“You make me more than upset”

“Oh yeah? What do I make you, huh? Tell me”

4 looked down.

“Confused. And sad. You make me sad”

3 stared at him.

“That’s it? Really?”

“Do you really want to know?”

“Well, now I god damn do, not like I care about your thoughts”

4 had enough, as he got up and pushed 3 against the wall. It was cold, just as cold as 4’s stare.

“Do you REALLY want to know, 3?”

3 tried to look anywhere but 4. 4 grabbed 3’s chin.

“I… I guess… I can’t really back down now, can I?” 3 was visibly nervous. 

“You make me so… bad. I feel bad, each time. I don’t know why”

3 still tried looking away from 4. This was starting to feel uncomfortable.

“So… you don’t even know how I make you feel, huh?”

“Well, how do I make YOU feel then? Huh?”

“Tense, very tense. Especially right now, with backing me into a wall and everything”

“Ah-” 4 stepped back, giving 3 his space back. He felt a bit embarrassed about what he did. He realised what that looked like now- he was glad it was only 3 to see him do something like this. Since considering how they were, this was definitely not getting out from between the 2 of them.

As they stood there, they felt cold again. 3 thought for a bit then grabbed the blanket and threw it over 4’s shoulder as he then leaned into him, shoulder to shoulder. It wasn’t too much to handle at least. 4 stayed silent but he didn’t move either. His head seemed to be full of thoughts. 

“Hey… I’m sorry, 3… I gotta learn how to control myself around you”

3 looked at him, with a questioning look.

“I mean yeah but… what the hell do you mean? Around me”

“You just bring the worst out of me”

“Well… I can’t argue with that”

“I think… I do the same to you…”

“Hmm…”

Both stayed silent for a while, then 4 spoke words that had no right to hurt so much.

“It feels like we’d be better apart…”

3 didn’t even know how to react. He just… stood there. 4 couldn’t look at him for a bit, feeling his own words even claw at his own heart. But when he did… oh, he wished he didn’t.

He didn’t want to see 3 so sad, tears running down his cheek. His lips trembled looking back at 4 before punching him in the face.

“WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT??” 

4 stumbled but didn’t fall. He was never able to say the right words.

“I… well” he felt himself getting drawn to tears as well “We… fight so much…”

“I care too much about you”

“I know but… look, it feels like we never get along… I care too and the idea hurts me too…” his tears came too, matching 3.

I just- I can’t do this-” 3 started pacing and suddenly decided to get back to the snow again, desperately wanting to get out.

4 felt guilty. He felt awful. He thought this would give him some peace of mind but it didn’t. He thought, he thought very hard- how could he solve this? How could he make this right for 3?

“How could I… make this right for you?” 4 asked, his voice weak.

“By shutting the fuck up” 3 continued shovelling the snow with desperation. 3’s hands felt cold. Way too cold. But at least it was almost distracting him from 4’s stinging words. 

4 hated looking at what 3 was doing. He turned away, trying to close him out but the quiet sobs and the soft noises of the snow being shovelled by hand was too prominent in his mind. He wasn’t able to close it out, not even a little bit. He clenched his fists. He must do something. Anything. Just stop this.

3’s hands were starting to hurt so much he could barely take it. But it didn’t make him want to stop. What stopped him was 4 grabbing both of his hands and pulling him away from the snow. And 4 wasn’t easy on him, having strong grips on both his hands. As 4 felt just how cold 3’s hands were, he held on even more, pulling 3 close.

“I can’t… I can’t just watch you hurt yourself.. you mean too much to me”

“I thought you wanted us apart”

“Want and need are different”

3 looked ahead of himself, embracing he was now trapped in 4’s hold, as much as he didn’t want to be.

“Are you saying you need me?”

“Yes”

4 replied so fast, it made 3 feel a bit hot again. 

“So… you need me, even if I… cause you to be worse?”

“I need you because I…” 4 stopped. 3 paid attention for a bit, waiting for an answer. The more seconds passed the more tense he felt.

“Don’t leave me hanging, dude!” 3 spoke nervously, he hated feeling this uncomfortable.

4 just didn’t move, not until he whipped 3 into a deep embrace, pulling as close as he could. It was the kind of hug you couldn’t escape from, no matter how much you wanted to. It was tight, scary, full of emotion yet somehow fulfilling. 3 slowly hugged him back. It still wasn’t quite as comfortable as he wished it should be, but the tightness definitely helped. He wished it would be just that easy to press the bad things out of him.

This lasted a while, neither wanted to speak. Neither knew what to say. But they both had a lot on their minds. But they chose to remain this way. At least for a while, some peace.

4 slowly pulled out a bit, looking at 3. 3 only noticed a bit after, his face still red from crying and the cold. The 2 just stared at each other. Felt like no one else existed to them but each other. It felt so obvious. It felt so obvious what they wanted, it was written all over them. Just a single thing on their mind, a simple yet disastrous wish. Something so easy yet so hard.

3’s grip tightened on 4 as he pulled him in, it happened so fast, yet 4 followed along immediately. The desperation finally kicked in. They needed each other so so badly and it showed. And when they’d pull away, they’d just pull right back in. Their lips touching were too addictive. It was a rush of excitement neither have felt in a while. 3 was the one to end up against the wall, then quickly switching to 4. 3 had a strong hold on 4 that made him feel weak. He didn’t know that feeling weak by someone could feel so good. It felt like it should be a crime.

They slowly let go, although they didn’t want to. Especially since they then had to face each other. It felt… weird. Where did this come from? Why were they both so into it?

“So… that happened” 4 awkwardly scratched his neck.

3 facepalmed.

“Is that all you’re gonna say?”

“Umm well… I guess I always liked you, heh,... uh… yeah”

3 couldn’t keep a straight face, he laughed. He found 4 ridiculous, yet somehow cute.

“I love you too, idiot” 3 replied finally, after leaving 4 hanging with just laughing.

4 looked down then back at 3. He was visibly getting so giddy it was a joy to watch. 3 pressed a kiss on 4’s cheek. 4 could explode the world with the happiness he was feeling. This whole thing really made him realise what he was feeling, as it was previously an unknown thing to him. He didn’t realise, even though he felt it badly. He’s a fucking idiot.

3 knew very well but it wasn’t exactly something he liked to think about. It was already hard to make friends, let alone admit his feelings for his ex rival. 

“I’m… glad you do, 3”

“Do you know how hard it was to keep this away from you??”

“Uh.. no? I think you hid it well”

“That was the intention”

“Yeah… you know, I only realised just now”

3 blinked at 4.

“You.. You can’t be serious”

“Why can I not be?”

“Whatever… I’m just glad you feel the same”

“Yeah… we’re still trapped though”

“No shit” 3 sighed.

The 2 rested against each other. At least now they had less reason to be tense about that. 

“I mean… the others know we got stuck, right? They should be able to help then…”

“I sure do hope so”

The 2 thought though, anything they can come up with. 3 had an idea float in his mind, now feeling like it’s less embarrassing to suggest.

“Hey so, 4… you know how we channel meme energy with touch?”

“Yeah?”

“What if… it’s possible to channel it with kissing as well?”

4 rubbed his chin then with seemingly zero hesitation, he pulled 3 in for a kiss, and concentrated. Maybe a bit too hard at that, or maybe it was just such a powerful move that the energy practically blew up around them. Their prison was gone. Literally, they blew the whole thing up with their meme energy kiss.

“Woah” 3 chimed up quietly, trying not to look too impressed but… meme explosion?? 2 of the greatest things together??

“Yippee we’re free we’re free!!” 4 hugged 3 and jumped up and down.

That’s when the crew noticed the 2, with 4 jumping around crazy. That’s just how it is with them sometimes. At least they chilled out now! It’s been needed for a long while now.

[sunflowerkiwis]

Speak Now

Harry Styles x Reader | Platonic!Taylor Swift x Reader

Word count: 682

There’s hardly a plot to this so bare with me; You bring Taylor out to perform with you and mess with the crowd a bit.

Unedited—and it shows.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

If there is one thing y/n and her fans have in common, it’s analyzing everything. They all know: almost everything she does is for a reason, it all comes with sharing a strong friendship and fanbase with Taylor Swift. Every capital letter, every number thrown in, every song cover—everything meant something to her, therefore it meant something to the fans. So, having this knowledge… why not mess with them a bit?

“They’re gonna freak out,” Taylor said from her seat in the hair and makeup chair.

“In a good way,” Y/n looked at her, attempting to put in her earrings, “they love you, sometimes more than me, i think.”

They both laughed before Paula, Y/n’s manager came in, letting her know she had ten minutes before being on stage.

~~~

“Well,” Y/n looked around the crowd, no words could describe the feeling she felt on stage being able to bring so many people together and create a safe space for everyone to be themselves and have fun. “Hello, Sydney. How’re we doing tonight?”

Cheers and whistles erupted making her chuckle. She spotted Harry in the area reserved for family and gave him a smile and a wave, making the crowd freak out again.

“You are a gorgeous crowd, Sydney. Beautiful—loud, too.” Cue the noise. “Now, we’re gonna do a song that I’ve wanted to do for a while. It’s by a very close friend of mine and I just enjoy this song so much because of the message it puts out and how…” she paused, trying to figure out how to relate to this song when her very loyal and committed fiancée was in the crowd. “How relatable it can be at times, with… with certain people.”

She stepped back, grabbing her guitar from a crew member. The fans grew confused at her introduction of the song and the new, very different guitar. This one was a dark, sparkly purple, and the way she was unsure of how to introduce the song as she kept glancing to Harry in the crowd? Something was up.

“Sydney,” Y/n started strumming the guitar, a familiar tune to those who were fans of both her and Taylor, “this is Speak Now, by Taylor Swift.” Cue the confusion. “I am not the kind of girl who should be be rudely budging in on a white veil occasion… But you are not kind of boy who should be marrying the wrong girl…”

Even louder cheers came along as they saw the familiar face walking across stage to where Y/n was standing. “I sneak in and see your friend and her snotty little family all dressed in pastels,” Taylor sand beside Y/n. “And she is yelling at a bridesmaid, somewhere back inside her room, wearing a gown shaped like a pastry.”

Y/n chuckled before joining her later, still strumming her guitar. “Don’t say yes, run away now. I’ll meet you when you’re of the church, at the back door,” she sang with a little too much emotion for someone in a strong and happy relationship—engaged, nonetheless.

She shot Harry side eyes at every snarky line like “And the organ starts to play a song that sounds like a death march” and a smirk at “You wish it was me—don’t you?”

She gave her all into those four minutes, knowing entirely too well she had no business relating to this song at all, which, obviously, she didn’t. But as they say, it’s for the plot.

~~~

“Should I be worried?” Harry came up behind her, hugging her waist.

“Not unless you have some hidden bride in a pastry dress,” she raised a brow at him through the mirror.

“Counting you, or…?”

Y/n rolled her eyes and turned around to kiss his cheek. “Can’t to see all the divorced parent tiktoks tomorrow.” She joked. Having Harry Styles and Taylor Swift in the same room was bound to get brought up at some point in the next 24 hours—maybe less.

Harry frowned, seeming genuinely confused. “Pardon?”

“‘S what they call you and Taylor.”

“…Why?”

“Oh, boy…” It was going to be a long night.

[meetmyothersouls]

When is the next part of bty coming out?

Jonah’s POV

After the events of tonight, I’m half expecting y/n to try and slide back into the floor, but she doesn’t. She’s a little embarrassed but I am trying so hard not to pin her down to the bed and make love to her over and over. Those little sounds she makes…dammit they drive me crazy. But I can’t mess this up, so when she lays down and flips on her side, her back to me, I let her be. She’s cracking and I’m praying the more she cracks the more her memory might as well.

I lay on my back and attempt sleep, but it never comes. Y/n’s deep and steady breathing tells me she’s long gone. Good. I reach my hand out and put it on her shoulder and gently run it down the length of her body. She’s heavenly. And she’s mine, whether or not she’s accepted it yet. I’m not giving her up and definitely not to Jorge.

My mind goes back to the story I shared with y/n about how we met, and I recall in crystal clear detail those few weeks in New York and how Jorge had her first. I climb out of bed, and look out the window of our hotel. The snow plows have not made their way down here yet so any plans of meeting Jorge and Haven at the cabin tomorrow are out the window. I look back over and y/n is still heavily asleep. I decide to make my way down to the library.

It takes me a bit, but I find it and place myself in a small desk in the very back. I don’t know why I came down here but I find a notebook and almost instinctively pull it out. There’s a pen already inside of it. So I write what’s on my mind. I write about that day and the weeks that followed.

Back to You

Chapter 9.5

2015

“Let’s go, mate!” Jorge yelled as I fell behind a group of people in a busy street in New York City. It was crowded, a lot more than I remember it being the last time my family and I took a trip to New York. Maybe it was because it was “spring break” or maybe it was because it’s New York. I’m tall enough to see over the crowd in front of me and and I caught Jorge turning the corner like he knows the terrain well enough.

I stopped to try and let the crowd pass, but as I moved to the side, my phone slipped out of my hand and smacked onto the concrete. I rolled my eyes, dreading to see the damage. None. Thank fuck. I made a move to stand back up but don’t even make it all the way when someone slammed directly into the front of my body. The impact of this persons body was enough to cause me to stumble back into several people, one of whom shoved me to the side. I was finally out of the way of foot traffic and caught a glimpse of the woman who ran into me.

She was still on the ground, her long hair touching the concrete as she picked up loose papers that fell out of a folder. She hadn’t looked at me yet but I stood there staring until she did. I smiled at her but got a glare back. And what a gorgeous, heart stopping glare it was.

“A little help?” She shouted over the new crowd of people stepping on her papers and kicking her cup of coffee.

I moved through bodies and made my way to her, kneeling down to help her pick up the now totally destroyed papers.

“I’m so sorry,” I said, “I-”

“What the fuck were you doing?!” She yelled back at me.

“I-”

“Who the fuck kneels down in middle of the sidewalk in New York City?” She looked down at her watch. “Fuck I’m so screwed.”

“I dropped my phone,” I said, like a total idiot.

“Huh?” She had to look up at me even as we were both kneeling.

“That’s why I was bent over.”

“Whatever,” she rolled her eyes, scraping up a piece of paper and attempting to wipe off the coffee that coated it.

I handed the last paper over to her as we both stood up. “I hope these weren’t too important.”

She yanked it from me, tearing it in the process. “They were.” She shoved past me and I moved my body to avoid another body slam.

“I never caught your name!”

In response she flipped me her middle finger without even turning around.

We got to where we were staying after a 15 minute walk. It was a four bedroom flat decorated quite nicely. It was clean, but you could tell it’s well loved and lived in.

“Hi!” A girl maybe about 22 years old pops out from the hallway and greets us. “My names Haven! We’re super excited to host you guys for your stay in America!”

Jorge and I each shook her hand. And she began showing us around. For a flat, it’s quite roomy surely she has a roommate.

“Is it just you who lives here?” I asked.

“My sister lives with me. She’ll be back tonight she has an important meeting at work she’s been stressing about. She’s pretty cool but spends most of her time reading or writing. Or somehow doing both. And here we are,” Haven said as she stopped in the hall. “These are our two spare bedrooms you guys pick which one you’d like. Make yourself at home! I’ll be in the kitchen if you need anything!”

I smiled and nodded, still confused as to how this whole “hosting” situation worked. Almost like we were exchange students without the schooling. Jorge threw is bags onto the bed in one room, which left me with the other one. I tossed my bags into my room and caught a glimpse through the cracked door of the room next to mine. Curiosity getting the better of me, I nudged it open.

One wall was filled entire with tall black bookcases each one holding at least 100 books mainly thriller, horror and psychological. The last one housed books involving journalism and writing. The bed, also black, was still unmade and other than a few articles of clothing the floor was clean. I walked over to the desk and saw an open Mac computer, an old Starbucks cup with a name I couldn’t quite read scrawled onto the side. To the left of the computer was a picture frame holding a photo of two girls. Without thinking I grab the photo. One of the girls is Haven smiling widely next to none other than the girl from the street. I chuckled to myself. What were the odds?

“This is y/n’s room,” Haven said, standing in the doorway. “Don’t worry I won’t tell her you were in here. She’d lose her shit.”

“She already lost in on me earlier today,” I said putting the frame down.

“No way? You met her already?”

“Sort of. She was..”

“Mean?”

“I wouldn’t say-”

“No you can say it. She’s mean. Or..well she can be mean. Life hasn’t been too fair to her recently and she stopped taking her anxiety medication. It’s been rough. I’m sure she’ll warm up to you though.”

I spent most of that evening in my room, mainly out of sheer anxiety of y/n coming home and seeing the guy who wrecked her papers for her important meeting. But there was also a strange excitement I couldn’t place. Even though she was angry and me the entire time, I was enamored by her.

But she never came in. I fell asleep around 9pm, the jet lag of it all getting to me. But a sound in the early morning hours woke me from my sleep. The door slammed and I heard what sounded like keys drop to the floor.

A frustrated groan and a thump on the wall close to my door.

“Fuckkk,” I heard a girls voice slur.

She used the wall for leverage helping her into her room and then the door next to mine slammed shut. Moments later it opened and I heard unsteady foot steps quickly make their way to the bathroom. Then that door slammed. It was quiet for a moment followed by a series of loud crashes. I jumped up from my bed and made my way to the door. Do I go check on her?

I took a few moments to think on it then ultimately decided to see if she was okay. The bathroom door was still shut but I could see the light shining from underneath the door. I knocked on it.

Nothing.

I knocked again.

When I was greeted with no answer my hand went to the door knob. I didn’t even get a chance to twist before it swung open.

She was drunk. Shit faced. Her hair was a mess, her eyeliner and mascara was smeared all over her face, and running like she had been crying. Even then she was still beautiful.

“Whoa,” she said as she swayed in the door way, still not making eye contact with me. She used the door frame for support and finally looked up at me. She stared at me for a few long moments when the realization hit.

“What the FUCK?!”

“I wanted to see if you were okay!” I put my hands up.

“How the fuck did you get in my apartment!?” She was now armed with a can of air freshener pointing it in my face.

Jorge and Haven’s door swung open.

“We’re staying here!”

“We!?” She screamed. “Haven?!”

“Everyone calm down!” Haven yelled as she put her body in between mine and y/n’s. “Y/n, drop the febreeze!”

“What the fuck is going on!”

“I told you, we were going to be hosting a few guys from England while they were on holiday.”

“Holiday?” Y/n scoffed and stumbled. “There’s no holidays coming up.”

“They’re on vacation. Y/n, are you drunk?” Haven questioned.

“Yes!”

I couldn’t help but smile.

“It’s not funny!” Y/n, said and I did my best to drop it. “You’re the reason I got fired!”

“Wait what?” I said, now more concerned.

“You got fired?!” Haven said. “And Jonah caused it?”

“Jonah! That’s your name! Well Jonah, thanks to you and our little run in on the street today, I was 45 minutes late for my meeting and had no papers to present and I got fired! Everyone say thank you to Jonah!”

I stood there dumbfounded. Jorge started laughing.

“You think it’s funny?” Y/n said, now heading over to Jorge.

“Kinda,” Jorge said.

Y/n stood there, staring at Jorge and he stared back. I knew that look Jorge was giving her and I instantly felt possessive over her even though I had no right to be. And she definitely wouldn’t have anything to do with me now that I got her fired.

“Can we just…start from the beginning here? What happened?” Haven said, pulling y/n into the living room.

Y/n flopped onto the couch her long, messy hair fluttering around her.

“I was late for work.”

“You’re always late,” Haven pointed out.

“Not the point! I was super late for work. And this dude was bent over on the sidewalk while I was running to work. And I slammed right into him when he stood up.”

“I dropped my phone.”

Y/n shot me a similar glare from this morning.

“My coffee fell and-”

“You were late and still stopped for coffee?”

“Haven!”

Haven raised her hands defensively.

“My coffee fell and all my papers I stayed up all night preparing were everywhere covered in coffee and I just…I didn’t have anything to present at the meeting because I left my fucking laptop at home and I got FIRED!”

We were all silent. I pretended not to notice Jorge’s hand go to y/n’s back. When she didn’t protest, he sat down next her and she leaned into him.

“I’m so sorry, y/n.”

“Let me help you to bed,” Jorge said gently to y/n. I fought the urge not to punch him in the throat. Jorge supported y/n as he walked with her to her room and shut the door.

I turn my attention back to Haven. “Maybe we should get a hotel?” I asked.

“No! No don’t worry, it’s all going to be okay. It’ll blow over.”

“She got fired though.”

“Seriously she’s got dozens of journalism jobs lined up. She’s one of the best in the state. She was going to get fired from this one anyway. Her attendance was terrible. Seriously don’t worry about. Go back to bed she’ll be fine in the morning.”

But the next morning she was gone and so was Jorge. They came back together around dinner time laughing, Jorge’s arm around y/n as she hugged him.

“You two are getting on well,” I said, trying my best not to sound bitter.

“I showed Jorge the Empire State Building,” y/n said.

“You should have come, Jonah,” Jorge said, knowing that was our plan originally.

“Next time.”

That wasn’t their first outing, either by the end of the first week, Jorge and y/n had spent most of their time together. I wasn’t surprised when the second week followed a similar path.

I tagged a long on some of the events, but to avoid looking and feeling like a third wheel, I did most of these things by myself.

I couldn’t even be mad at y/n, I fucked up. I didn’t blame her for not taking a liking to me. I was mad at Jorge for abandoning me.

The end of our holiday came quickly, I started packing my bags the night before, always waiting until the last minute, when I heard shouting coming from y/n’s room, followed by Jorge’s door slamming shut. I would have let it go, but I heard crying, and that I couldn’t ignore.

I opened my door to find y/n’s open. I stood in the door way and knocked lightly on her door.

“Hey.”

She looked up at me with bloodshot eyes and a bright pink nose. She sniffled and wiped her eyes quickly as if embarrassed to be seen crying.

“You okay?”

“Do I look okay?” She asked, her nose stuffy.

“Mind if I ask what happened?”

“Your friend is a major asshole.”

“Jorge? Yeah tell me about it.” I had to keep this going. She was actually talking to me. “Need me to beat him up for you?

She laughed. Laughed.

“Because I will,” I added.

“No you won’t,” she smiled.

“No really I would.”

“That’d be great yeah.” Y/n wiped her nose with the sleeve of her shirt. She’s silent for a moment and then sighed her eyes filling with tears again. “I should apologize to you.”

“Please don’t. I royally fucked up. I got you fired.”

“I was on the way out anyway, being 45 minutes late was the icing on the cake for them. But I was such a bitch to you. I’m sorry, Jonah.”

My name on her lips made my heart fall into my stomach. I couldn’t believe I was leaving the next day and I finally got her to talk to me. I had to make this work.

“Well maybe you can make it up to me,” I said.

“Okay,” she smiled, “how?”

“Let me take you out to dinner.”

“Like a date?”

“Why not?”

She was silent, almost thinking of a reason to say no. “Don’t you have to catch a plane early tomorrow.”

“That’s tomorrow.”

She bit her lip. “It’s 9:30.”

“So it is.”

She shook her head and flipped her hair. “Let me get dressed.”

An hour later we were seated at a pizza place 15 minutes from her apartment. We talked. Actually talked. About everything. She told me how she hates taxis and loves reading. And I told her how passionate I am about ice cream and how I hate public speaking even though I’m going to school for acting. She talked to me about her depression and her anxieties and I listened. And I think she needed that.

We stayed in the restaurant until they kicked us out. Then we walked. She sighed as we came up to a bench. She sat down and looked up at the moon.

“What’s wrong?” I asked her.

“I wish I would have spent these last two weeks with you instead of Jorge.”

“Me too,” I admitted to her.

“I’m sorry.”

“Please don’t apologize to me anymore. It’s not allowed. You are banned from apologizing,” I smiled as I sat down next to her. She turned her body to face me and I’m not sure if she meant to do it but when she put her hand on top of mine I grabbed it and held it.

She smiled. “I’m…..”

“Don’t you dare.”

“Soooorrr-”

“Y/n,” I warned.

She almost finished her apology but I placed my lips on hers, preventing her from doing so. Gently, her lips fell into a rhythm with mine and we kissed, slowly picking up speed as it went on. We could have sat there for hours kissing but when the sprinklers came on, we jumped up. Soaked, we ran back to her apartment, kissing on and off the entire way.

She shut the door softly as to not wake Jorge or Haven, and pulled me by my hand into her room. She pulled off my wet shirt and I helped her out of hers.

“I’m cold,” she said and walked over to her bed. She slid over on the bed and reached out for me. I climbed into her bed with her and she kissed me again. Kissing led to touching, our touching led to exploring until we found ourselves gloriously wrapped up in each other. I can safely say that anything before that was just sex. This was different.

I’m not sure what time it was before we fell asleep, but the last thing she said to me was, “I don’t want you to go.”

So I didn’t.

I heard my alarms go off.

I heard Jorge pounding on the door. Then I heard him leave. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t leave her.

She woke up and to me awake next to her, my hand lightly stroking her body. And she smiled at me. And I knew right then and there that I was going to spend the rest of my life with her.

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MEDIC! Part 30 (Donald Malarkey x Fem!OC)

Hello, it's me! And here's to him! I have a few more chapters ready to go, so let me know when you want the next one. It's getting intense again. We aren't close to the end either, I have a few things planned for the future. Excited for you all hopefully to stick around and find out. Love you all!!

Based on the HBO show and the actors who portray the characters, not hate to anyone involved.

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“Why are we running?” I panted trying to keep pace with the men who easily flew up the side of the mountain. 

“I’m gonna walk!” I tried to yell at them but they had gone so far away hooting and hollering they wouldn’t have heard me. I keeled over trying to catch my breath, I had already done my cardio for the day, kinda. 

“Yeah no worries, I’ll just walk by myself, assholes!” I shouted the last bit, flicking the bird to no one in particular; they had all disappeared out of sight.  

I turned to face the view. We had climbed to the top of the mountain, where the famed Eagle’s Nest perched. The scene was so different to all the other places we had been. It was untouched. Like the war hadn’t even happened. 

I glanced from side to side, checking the coast was clear, before pulling out my phone and powering it on. It flashed to life, somehow still having charge. I opened the camera pointing it at the landscape in front of me. I took a couple of photos of the view, before turning the camera round to stare at myself. 

My hair was a mess, my curls flew everywhere. But I looked the same. I don’t know what I thought I was going to look like, but I was still the same. Maybe I looked more tired and weary, but it was as if nothing had happened. 

I smiled into the lens, holding up the camera to get a better angle. I snapped the picture of me standing on the side of the mountain in the Alps, in full army uniform. The crunch of gravel underfoot ceased my screen time, I quickly powered down the device and shoved it to the bottom of my bag, where it had been since I had arrived. 

“You coming or what?” Don asked me. He stood in the middle of the path with his hands on his hips, one foot leant against a boulder that jutted out into the walkway. 

I laughed, shaking my head at him. Don reached out his hand for mine. I slipped my hand into his as we continued our walk up the mountain. 

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“Jesus why is it so high up?” I got vertigo looking down the steep cliff face. I stepped back from the edge, not liking how high we were. 

“Did you know he was scared of heights.” Grant said in amusement. 

“What?!” I was shocked.

“He got it as a birthday present.” Speirs added as we approached the lone building. 

“Oh just casual, ‘hey buddy we got you a house for your birthday, and surprise, it’s on the highest fucking mountain!!’ Wish my friends were that nice. You guys wanna pitch in or something, get me a house for my birthday?” I nudged Grant and Malarkey, giving them a cheeky smile. 

“It’s in September, that’s enough time to save right?” I laughed, finding myself hilarious. 

“Wait, your birthday is in September?” Grant asked as he and Malarkey stared at me. 

“Yeah, 23rd of September.” I nodded. 

“We missed your birthday?” Malarkey looked sad.

“Oh well, I had just arrived. I mean, I think I didn’t even know what day it was, I was busy.” I tried to make them feel better. It was only a week or so after I had come through the shimmer, I was so turned around I missed it myself. 

“But you didn’t tell us!” Grant huffed. 

“I didn’t think it was important information.” I patted their backs. “We can celebrate it this year.” I smiled trying to cheer them up. 

“Enough birthday chatter. Guns up, get ready. Em stay behind me, you’re unarmed.” Speirs halted the men before we walked up the steps to the Nest. I did as I was told, slipping to the back of the group behind all of the men.  

We swept the inside of the building. The men went from room to room with their guns at the ready clearing each space before we moved onto the next. 

We came to the last room. The biggest one. It had two large wooden doors that were closed. 

Grant and Malarkey positioned themselves on a handle each, as More stood in the middle with his gun raised. Speirs and I stood either side of him. We collectively held our breaths.  

Grant and Don nodded at each other pushing open the doors at the same time. I gasped seeing the grand room we entered into. 

It wasn’t pretty, not like the hotel. The walls were grey exposed brick. It didn’t feel homey. Cold and abrasive. In the centre of the room sat large tables with patterned chairs around them. 

In the centre of the wall sat a hearth. With logs piled high in front of it. In front of the fire was a coffee table with loungey chairs that sported the same pattern as the seats around the tables. 

On every table there was a singular silver bucket that had a bottle of champagne. The men spread out in the room, checking it was clear. 

I walked to the window peering down at the steep drop below. A shiver ran up my spine as I stepped back. 

I casted my eyes around the room, I tilted my head in confusion, trying to assess what I was looking at on the ground. Grey long tubes lay on the ground near one of the couches. 

The picture finally became clear as I got closer. They were legs. Speirs was behind me, slowly approaching the lifeless body as well. 

We both peered down at the man who lay face first on the carpet. Speirs bent down hauling the man over to his front. There was a clear gunshot wound to the head and the rug underneath him was smeared with his blood. Speirs picked up the gun that was under the body. 

I looked over Ron’s shoulder, glancing at the gun that he held in his hands, and down at the man’s body. 

A loud bang sounded, echoing around the room. 

I screamed in fright clinging onto Speirs, burying my face into his back. Speirs flinched at the sound as well.

One of the men had popped open one of the champagne bottles that had been sitting on the table. My heart raced in my chest. I glared over my shoulder to find Malarkey grinning at us. 

“Here’s to him.” He raised the bottle to his lips, chugging down the liquor. 

Ron and I shook our heads, as I let go of his jacket. Speirs smiled down at me, tucking me into his side and giving me a loving squeeze. 

“Malarkey, you almost killed her!” Ron scolded Don. 

“Look, she's shaking.” He said, picking up one of my hands and wiggling it around in front of Malarkey’s face. 

“Oh my love I’m so sorry.” Don teased pulling me from Ron’s grip and pressing kisses around my face. 

“Get a room!” We heard from across the hall, Grant and More were pretending to gag at us. 

I fought off Don’s attack, he wasn’t showing me love he was trying to tickle me. I tucked my chin down into my chest, fending him away. 

Every time I broke free from his grip and made two steps towards escape, somehow he had a hold of me again. 

“Don!” I squealed, his fingers dug into my sides and under my armpits. 

I couldn’t stop laughing, which was making it harder for me to fight. I lost all my strength as soon as I started to laugh, making my attempts to be free from his attack impossible.  

“I’m gonna pee! Please! Don!” Was all I could manage to get out through fits of giggles and gasps of air. 

Finally, after what felt like years, Don let me get to my feet again. 

“Malarkey, come here!” Grant yelled for his friend. Don kissed me sweetly on the cheek before running off to see what Chuck wanted. I noticed More standing over one of the tables looking very intrigued with something he had. 

I walked over to stand beside him. I peeked down at what he was looking at. There on the table was a photo album. But not just any old album. It seemed to be Hitler’s personal pictures. He was each photo, standing with people, shaking hands, at tables drinking and smoking with what I assume were other important men. 

“Is this his?” I whispered. 

More nodded as he flicked through the pages. “Can’t tell anyone we found this.” 

“Why?” I asked, looking over my shoulder to see if anyone else had noticed us. 

“This is very valuable.” More sent me a wicked grin and a wink. I nodded understanding his request. 

“What album? I never heard of such a thing.” I said, pretending to look around confused. 

“Atta girl.” More chirped patting me on the back. 

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“George, would you share!” I groaned at the man as he hogged the bottle of champagne we were supposed to be sharing. 

Everyone else had made it up to the Eagles nest soon after we declared it to be safe. With nothing to do and the war seemingly coming to a close, since the German army had officially announced their surrender, it caused celebration.

Someone seemed to find an endless supply of champagne and other alcoholic beverages. There were no glasses, so we opted for sharing a bottle between a few people passing it backwards and forwards between us all. 

However Luz wasn’t handing over the bottle. 

“Luz!” I whined as the man pretended to ignore me, giggling as he took more swigs from the champagne. 

“It’s not lady-like to be drunk.” He slurred grinning at me. 

“Oh yeah? Well thank god I’m no lady.” I reached across the man trying to yank the beverage from his hands but he held tight. 

“George. Let! Go!” I pulled with all my might, trying to wrestle it out of his hands. But for some reason, today was the day that Luz decided he was going to be strong. Normally I could beat him in a fight, when we would tussle on the ground. Was he letting me win all this time? 

I gave up, loosening my grip on the bottle and sighing in defeat. 

“Fine! I will find someone else to share with.” I huffed marching away to find another soldier who would share their drink.  

Webster and Lieb talked animatedly to each other, so much so, their drinks had been left unattended. I casually walked past, bending down and pretending to tie my shoe, as I swiped both of the men’s bottles. 

I tucked the champagne under my shirt and scurried off, out of view from everyone.  

There was a more secluded balcony around the back side of the building. I snuck out, scouting the area for anyone else before making myself comfortable. 

I plonked down on one of the lounge chairs that lined the wall of the balcony. I kicked my feet up and settled back into a relaxed position, enjoying the view as I sipped away on my champagne. 

Back in my own reality I wasn’t much of a drinker, it was lonely drinking by yourself, with nothing to celebrate. I remember after my mum died I turned to alcohol to numb the pain, but all I got instead were nasty hangovers the next morning. So the drinking never stuck.  

It felt different now though. Being up here in the Alps after the long hard battle we had. So many ups and downs, having bad times outweigh the good most days. It felt as if it was a treat for all of those times when we thought we weren’t going to make it out alive and where most of us didn’t. 

I raised my bottle into the sky, cheersing with the men who couldn’t celebrate with us after it all. 

“Here’s to you.” I whispered looking up at the beautiful blue sky. With tears brimming in my eyes I sipped away at the alcohol, thanking my lucky stars I was still here and with people that I love. 

Before I knew it I was drunk. Somehow I had become a lightweight, maybe it was all the years of not drinking that did it. But I didn’t even make it through the first bottle before everything was swaying in front of my face. Each time I closed my eyes the room spun and tilted as if I was on my own personal roller coaster. 

I took a deep breath, opening my eyes again, trying to steady myself to get up and go back into the hall. I planted my feet on the ground, focussing on evening out my breathing and preparing to get up. 

“Ok, on the count of three.” I slurred, tipping slightly. “One, two, three!” Pushing out of the very low lounge chair, I managed to get to my feet. But that didn’t stop the floor from moving under me. 

I clung to the walls, trying my best to find the exit of the balcony. “How the fuck am I so drunk.” I mumbled to myself as I wobbled along. 

“EMMMMMMM!” The loud voice yelled at me, sounding just as drunk as I was. Chuck appeared in front of me, grinning from ear to ear. 

“We’ve been looking for ya!” Grant swayed as he stood. I couldn’t tell if it was because of my eyesight that he tilted back and forth, or if he was doing it himself.      

“You have?” I asked, looking around the room through blurry vision. 

The rest of the men lounged in the arm chairs and around the tables. The fire had been lit and warmed the entire room. Cards were strewn across the table, same with empty bottles of booze. 

“I’m all in baby!” Luz cheered as he pushed his chips into the middle of the table, the other men groaning, throwing their heads back.

“Come on!” Grant didn’t even give me a chance to say anything, he plucked me off of the step I was standing on as if I was weightless. Chuck threw me over his shoulder as I screamed, his arms wrapped around my legs as I gripped onto the back of his shirt. I tried to hold my head up as we moved so I didn’t feel like I was going to throw up everywhere. 

“Look who I caught!” Grant yelled as he spun us in a circle. 

“Grant, omg, stop spinning!” I begged the man, but he didn’t listen, in fact he did the opposite, spinning even faster. 

“Chuck!” I yelled, gripping onto his shirt for dear life. 

“Would you put her down.” Babe tried his best to get his friend to unhand me, but more chaos ensued when Luz leaped up from his seat. 

“Give her.” I watched as George extended his arms gesturing for Chuck to hand me over. 

“No.” My voice wasn’t as stern as I needed it to be, my giggles ruining my mad facade. 

Grant’s hands found my waist lifting me from his shoulder to pass me over to George. I gripped onto Chuck, my hands tangling in the fabric of his shirt to try and prevent the exchange. But Lieb appeared out of nowhere helping Grant loosen my grasp.

I was pulled backwards, Luz’s pair of hands found my sides. I didn’t realise he was so strong and he lifted me to perch on his shoulder like a parrot. My hands were in a frenzy trying to find anything to hold onto beside’s George’s hair. Being so unbalanced I tipped back, flying towards the ground with my arms outstretched. I squeezed my eyes shut waiting for the impact of the floor, but it never came. I peeked out of one eye, I was still mid-air. Luz gripped firmly onto my legs as I swung behind him like an inflatable tube man that’s always outside of car dealerships.      

“George Luz, if you don’t put me down! So help me god, I will end you!” I screeched as all the blood in my body rushed to my head. With how drunk I was, the swinging motion as Luz pranced around the room, and the dangling upside down. I was only seconds away from hurling all over the room, and I didn’t particularly want to throw up the wrong way round. It would be messy and the thought of it coming out of my mouth and back into my nose made me want to vomit even more. 

“Luz put me down. I’m going to kill you! Do you want to die a virgin?” The men burst out laughing at my threats. George turned red shaking his head as the men asked if he truly was a virgin. 

“Oh there’s no shame in that Georgie boy!” Lieb slapped him on the shoulder. 

Though my threats were hilarious, they had totally changed the subject of the matter at hand. Now instead of letting me down, George was trying to furiously plead his case that he was in fact not a virgin, and quite frankly a ladies man. 

The men seemingly forgot I was literally hanging by my legs down George’s back. They gave me no choice. 

“Donald. Don. Help me!” I yelled. I hadn’t seen the man as I entered the room, not that Chuck had given me much time to do so. 

I watched Don run into the room looking concerned. His features morphed into confusion and then anger as he took in the predicament I was in. 

“Don, help!” I begged again as he approached.

Don didn’t utter a word as he approached, the men too caught up in teasing Luz, they didn’t see him coming. His hands found their way under my arms, bringing me upright. My legs were still hung over Luz’s shoulder, so now I was like a weird human hammock slung between the two men. 

George noticed that my weight had been shifted, he glanced over his shoulder to find a scowling Don holding me up, I gave a drunken smirk at the man, ha you’re in big trouble now. 

He sheepishly lowered my legs to the ground and then backed away slowly before hiding behind Bull. 

Don stood me on my feet properly, but still everything swayed in my drunken state. I grasped onto his shoulders trying to steady myself.

“Can we go outside for a second?” I asked, leaning into Don while wrapping my arms around his neck. 

“Of course.” Don sweeped my legs into his arms gently picking me up bridal style. I nestled my face into the crook of his neck and squeezed my eyes shut. He walked out of the room as the rest of the men ‘oohed’ and ‘ahhed’ at his sweet gesture. 

Don returned back to the balcony I had started on. He sat down on the chair, keeping me in his lap. I pulled back after he had settled back into the lounger. I smiled lovingly at the man I stared at, my hands finding their way into Don’s hair and running my fingers through it. It had gotten long while we were in the midst of war, but now with more free time, Lieb had cut it short again. 

“What are you smiling at?” He asked, his hands absentmindedly running up and down my thighs. 

“You.” I blushed at my cheesy words, but it was true. 

Don chuckled trying to look elsewhere to hide the blush that rose to his cheeks. My hands didn’t let him get far, cupping his cheeks to face me, so I could stare at him more. 

“Gosh you’re so handsome.” I’m sure the wine had gotten to my head, but I couldn’t believe this man loved me like I loved him.  

“You’re drunk.” Don smiled, shaking his head. 

“You know what they say. Drunk words, sober thoughts.” That made him stop, he looked up at me. 

“You’re so beautiful.” I leaned forward, placing a kiss on his lips.

“It’s funny, I didn’t know I could love someone so much. I love everything about you, all your scars and imperfections, the parts you could care less for. I love them all. I think I have loved you for a while, I know I told you I loved you ages ago, but that wasn’t the first time I felt it.” I gazed into Don’s eyes, spilling all of my secrets to him. I could bare my soul. 

“I have a secret.” I paused trying to catch my words before they ran away with me. 

“And that secret is that, um, I love you. But ha ha, that’s no secret, cause I have told you so many times.” I spoke quickly, flustered by my confession, trying to cover up the truth that almost blurted from my lips. Damn my drunk brain. 

“Em!” Don laughed heartily as his hands steadied me. “You’re a funny drunk, you know that.” 

“But I’m telling the truth, everything I said, all true!”

“I know.” He smiled up at me, brushing a curl out of my face and tucking it behind my ear. He leaned in closer, his eyes only focussed on me. A smirk tugged at his lips as he pressed a kiss to my temple, he let his touch linger against my skin. He pulled back his lids heavy as he watched me. 

“You know I love all of you as well.” Don whispered, he didn’t need to raise his voice, we were so close. Only inches between us. His hand raised to cup my cheek, I lent into his palm, as his thumb brushed over my lips. Don’s fingers pulled me forward, closing the distance between us, our foreheads pressed together as our breaths mingled. 

“What if we get caught? Again.” I added, since the last time we narrowly escaped being walked in on right in the middle of it all.  

“I’m allowed to kiss you. If they want to complain, let them.”

He didn’t wait for my answer, hungrily pulling me into him. Don’s lips pressed to mine in a deep and hungry kiss, as if we had been deprived of oxygen. I needed him like water, the thought alone scared me to my core, but his mouth over mine drove the fear to the back of my mind. 

Don kissed me, his soft lips moving over mine. I opened my mouth for him, moaning as his hands roamed around my body. His fingers skimmed over my soft skin sending shivers up my spine. Somehow with every touch, his hands have a power and passion that sets me ablaze and sends my heart racing.  

His hands pulled me closer to him, fingers tangling in my hair, trailing over every inch of my skin. 

My head tilted back as his lips assaulted my throat, nipping and sucking. Don hummed in approval at all the small gasps and moans that escaped my mouth. 

Don’s hands continued to trail down my body, touching and caressing my flesh as if to memorise every dip and curve of me. His lips roamed over my neck and collarbone, finding all the sensitive spots to draw out more sighs and gasps of pleasure.

My touch and kisses became more desperate as I pulled Don back up to kiss me. I needed to have him, feel him consuming every part of me. With every breath and moan that left his lips, I became more obsessed, more in love, more certain that he was the one I wanted to love forever.

“You’re the only one for me.” The words tumbled from my mouth before I could comprehend what I was saying. 

“Promise?” Don asked, panting, as he smirked.  

I hid my face in his neck, embarrassed of the confession I had just made. “Promise.” 

Giggles burst from my lips as he tickled my sides. I laughed so hard I threw my head back, that’s when the attack ceased. I focussed back on the man in front of me. Don was staring at me, a lazy smile spread across his face. 

“What?” I asked shyly, I had been caught mid-laugh I’m sure it wasn’t attractive. 

“Nothing.” He says in an amused tone, “You’re just beautiful when you’re happy. I love your laugh, your smile. You’re even more stunning when you’re laughing.” 

“You’re drunk.” I smacked his chest, hiding my goofy smile that was plastered all over my face. 

“Not even a little.” Don grinned at me. I turned over, sitting in between his legs and laying back against his chest. His arms wrapped around me, holding me close. We sat in silence, enjoying the view quietly.

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Chapter 31

[siremasterlawrence]

The Lost Family - The De-evolution Of Man

Harry Miles is a total mess breaking in to my home like I don’t know what at midnight the next morning but he comes tumbling no more barreling through the glass door to my home. I am hoppy from my bed picking up my pat as I race down staircase to the main floor to see him drunk as ever stumbling around like a damn fool but I catch him as he leans on me and I walk him back.

I lay his ass on to the chair leaving him for a few seconds to get some rope to tie him down upon my return and begin to strap him fine wrapping his body with the rope wound under my control. I think to myself walking to my two beautiful former glass doors locking them up, drop the blind to the floor in exhilaration for the event, and flip the lights on as it goes dark then the lights are blinking on and off.

I look at him in that light sweater jacket and jeans and sneakers looking quite nice all I want to do is take him as mine simple just a mind wipe and began undressing him till he is lift solely in his underwear. Standing in front of him I giggle waving my hand in his face as he is frozen in time awaiting all the changes I have planned and show him a shiny white crystal ball flipping it in to the air.

“Beginning now I want you to let your eyes go slowly letting your graze crawl upward in to the ceiling looking at that amazing shiny star floating in the sky so circular in shape to your amazement. It is spectacularly a stunningly glorious object, a crystal ball if I am not wrong because you can’t help but to melt in to it falling deeper in to its trap you are lost.” I spoke to him.

“The crystal ball starts brim with light before it glows up shining perfectly through the hall in to the room everything fades from both of our existences removing you for this entire environment. Watch Mr. as you lose Harry’s consciousness disappearing from reality in to the lower tracks of the mind he lands in the subconscious walking on to an elevator to his own doom.” I continue.

“Harry please descend further don’t look at him because I am your ruler above all things my dear. it is time you let go of the manly utter bullshit, the drama because you are a man but you are a boi. The time warps by as the floor below you rips apart free falling in to abyss as a clock stands by you rolling back in time as your age reverses to a young adult.” I lead him to his end.

“Oh Hey daddy!”

“How are you?”

“Great!”

“Wonderful! Let me untie you “

“Daddy?”

“Can we speak?”

“Sober up first “

“Ok daddy”

“Give me some time “

“Take your time”

“Listen to me”

“Do you know who I am?”

“You are my daddy”

“Which one?”

“My only one”

“Silly”

“I love you daddy”

“Me too”

“What did you want to speak about ?”

“Where were you ?”

“I’ve been here”

“All along “

“I have been so lost”

“We both know that”

“You been traversing through town”

“Drunk”

“Hurt”

“Cold”

“Sad”

“Embrace me “

“I am your son”

“All I see is you”

“You can help so many”

“One day at a time”

“I need to reset you”

“I want to be happy”

Harry is a good boi over the weeks since I have wiped him clean because he has been at my side every day except for his job and when I am away from him to his dismay and am bit of ire. I bought him a men’s necklace with a special silver project telling him he has learnt his lesson so well at the moment and he needs to be rewarded to show him he is so amazing.

While he is at work one day I decide to throw him a birthday party calling all of his friends to the house that night but I need to get him out of the house for a few hours and work is necessary evil for him. As he drives off I am enjoying my victory over him making more plans for the future because he is then start of everything to be and eventually his down full will be my greatest feat.

“You are being so damn unfair dad” he yells frustratingly.

“Go to work now”

“Fine!”

“Will you be here later?”

“Of course but work hard”

“Alright!”

“Come here”

“Stop complaining “

“Sorry! I am afraid”

“Of what?”

“Losing you “

“That will never happen”

“Kneel and wrap your arms on my waist “

“Yes dad”

“Focus on my face”

“You are safe with me”

“You love when I rub you “

“Get up and go to your job”

The end

[genshin-obsessed]

Hmmm? Rare pairs you say? Let's see... I guess Wanderer x Xiao seems like a pretty interesting duo. They're both snarky, Anemo boys who'll get into sass fights with each other but behave when their s/o's in the room.

THE SASS BESTIE!!! You're right- honestly these dudes would just roast people to death lol This is a lot longer than I thought it was gonna be- I also feel like they would just mess with the person bothering you. So this isn't *exactly* what you were talking about but I thought it would be funny ^w^ I hope you still like it!! As stated previously, (w/n) is wanderer's name ^w^

Wanderer x Xiao!

"I-if you could just-" you started, trying to walk around the man that stood in front of you. "Ex-excuse me, sir." You mumbled with a frown as he moved with you, blocking your path.

"What? I'm just messing with you~" He said, leaning in making you wince a little.

"Well... I gotta go, so if you could just-"

"Why not a date? Shoot, if you want, we could just say it's a friendly hangout." He laughed, making you roll your eyes.

"No, guy. Now go away. I'm late." You said with a huff as you tried to walk around him, but he kept getting in your path.

"Come on cutie-"

"What the hell are you doing?" You heard a voice piercing through the air, making your head whip to the top of the small building beside you. Xiao! "You're late to our date."

"Ah! Sorry, this guy keeps getting in my way." You said with a frown, making the guy scoff. You knew Xiao tended to worry if you were late.

"And who the hell are you?" He asked, looking at Xiao who stared at him for two seconds before diverting his attention back to you, completely ignoring the man.

"Have you learned nothing from us?"

"Violence isn't the answer, Xiao." You replied, crossing your arms.

"Sure it is," another voice said before nearby. You looked behind you to see (w/n) walking toward you. "If you have the right attitude."

"I'm not just gonna start beating up people." You said to him, making him roll his eyes.

"Whatever. I'll do it." (w/n) stopped in front of the tall man and looked up at him. "They're mine. So back off and find someone else."

"Uh, don't push this creep to start picking on other innocent people." Xiao replied, making the tall man scoff as he tried to shove (w/n) away. But... he couldn't. Your boyfriend didn't budge an inch.

"What? Can't shove me out of the way? Come on, I'm like half your size."

"The muscles must be for show." Xiao sighed as he got comfortable on the roof.

"They must be filled with hot air-"

"You little twerp!" The man yelled as he tried to grab him, but (w/n) just dodged out of the way. "You little-"

"(y/n), get out of the way." Xiao said lazily as the man accidentally stepped toward you.

"Go where?" You asked as you stepped back. At this point, the tall man was just chasing (w/n) around as he easily dodged all of his attacks.

The man grabbed a nearby crate and threw it toward (w/n), who just moved... but you were right behind him.

"(W/n)!" You squealed as you covered your head, protectively and bent downward. Xiao reacted instantly, teleporting to you and teleporting back into the roof. You let out another squeal as you fell onto his lap, holding onto him. "Why so close?!"

"We're 10 feet from the ground, relax." He said as he helped you stand and move away from the edge of the roof.

"You almost hit my partner..." (w/n) said, glaring at the man.

"That was all your fault." Xiao reminded, looking at him. The other anemo user rolled his eyes at the smart response before taking the man down in mere moments.

"Now who's wasting time?" You said, looking at the two as this entire thing took like 10 minutes.