#bad boy x good boy trope

[choccy-milky]

🖤 his light 🤍

[p41nkillers]

-accidentally drops grahamarshscott and runs away-

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

You told me to find something to live for. Well, I did. It's you. 

[changanomaly]

so. after my Gwourtney edits (check here) I pondered about who Trent and Duncan would end up with in this universe since they'd both be free. I thought about Truntcan like really briefly but I personally don't ship it that much?? And I love Trody so I scrapped the idea before it got anywhere. And honestly? I don't really ship Duncan with anyone that hard. But suddenly, my brain said-

[scarlet4rose]

the ex-boyfriend, pt.2

Jess Mariano x reader

story: you’re dating Jess. when you two happen to meet your ex-boyfriend, Jess gets jealous (requested)

note: make sure to read part 1 first

(pt.1 => https://at.tumblr.com/scarlet4rose/the-ex-boyfriend/8kfcu3d4rj0t )

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Jess stares at him in shock, "We?" he repeats. "We gotta go watch the movie??!" "Yeah, that's what I said" Tyler replies harshly, "Do you have some kind of hearing problem?" Jess frowns, "Do you have some kind of consciousness problem?"

Tyler shifts back a bit "no clue what you' re talking about" he says with a snide smile. 

Jess draws you a little closer, "Y/N and I were going to watch a movie today, just the two of us, all romantic and sappy and stuff. This wasn't supposed to be one of those double date affairs. What exactly don't you understand about that?”

 "Oh, I understand just fine," Tyler blurts out, "but you don't seem to understand that my girlfriend and I were gonna do the exact same thing. That's not against the law, is it? Are you trying to tell me what I can and can’t do or what? You would never have been at the movies just the two of you anyway, unless you rented out the whole place for yourselves, have you? No? Did you, Jesse?” 

"It' s Jess," Jess says between clenched teeth. 

"Whatever," Tyler comments, "Either way, I'm right and everyone knows it." 

"Oh yeah?" Jess counters again, his gaze unwavering "And what about Miss Girlfriend over here? Why doesn't she say anything anymore? and wasn't the only thing she said that she didn't even want to go to the movies?"

you snap out of your trance "Jess," you say in a slightly admonishing tone and look at your boyfriend reprovingly. Immediately his expression softens and he lowers his head the moment you address him, "Leave Chelsea out of this. She hasn't done anything wrong." 

"What?" Tyler shoots out, "But I didn't do anything wrong either, Y/N" Tyler looks at you intensely and you can' t think of anything to say, as startled as Tyler seems to be. His gaze makes you feel uneasy. What on earth does he want from you anyway? You lean against Jess' side and his arm tightens around you. "Hey, don't look at her like that," Jess demands as he gives him a scowl again. 

Tyler groans and turns to Jess "Oh great, you really are trying to tell me what I can and can't do, I see". 

"Only if you act like a real ass, Tyler. After all, someone has to stop that if apparently you are unable to do so yourself..."

You can see that Tyler is on the verge of losing his temper. But he seems to catch himself and squints his eyes instead "Well, I'd rather be an ass than the goddamn wisenheimer you are."

"You would?" Jess seems a bit amused, not believing a word of what your former boyfriend is saying. The hint of a triumphant smile plays on his lips. Then Chelsea suddenly speaks up again 

"So... are we gonna go to the movie theater or not? I guess I didn't really understand the whole thing...”

"No, you got it all right. We should really get going," Tyler throws a provocative look at Jess, "to the movie theater” 

You feel Jess tense up again. So, you quickly interject "Alright, we're running a little late anyway" 

"By now" Jess adds, looking down snidely. "Come on now, let's go" you mutter, pulling Jess along with you "We were perfectly on time till we got held up, you know that don't you?" Jess whispers in your ear as you walk down the street. Tyler and Chelsea follow close behind, embracing.

"Yeah...I know. But don't harp on it" you whisper back. Jess sighs "Well, if it makes you feel better… " 

You smile to yourself "It does. Thanks, Jess " 

You tilt your head and kiss him on the cheek. Jess can barely hide his grin and glances at you out of the corner of his eye as he smirks. Everything could have been so great, but...

"Wow, I'm so excited to see this movie!" Tyler announces, walking a little faster and appearing right by your side, "I've heard so many cool things about it. They say it's crazy awesome, right? And... uh, so touching and emotional". 

Jess can't hold on to himself and lets out a short, contemptuous laugh. 

"Oh, who would have thought! You got a problem again? Ya don't like the fact that Y/N and I have the same taste in movies?" Tyler raises his eyebrow. 

"Oh, no, it’s not like that at all," Jess says in a gushing, sarcastic tone, "I just think it's kind of funny that you'd describe a movie about a future where people aren't allowed to feel emotions as particularly emotional. And by the way: I chose the movie". 

Tyler gives you a puzzled look "you guys watch a movie like that on a date?"

you smile apologetically "Well, a movie where no one shows their feelings, that's just the right thing for Jess." 

"That's not true" Jess mumbles a little hurt "I'm not like that anymore" He pulls you towards him and gives you a quick kiss on the lips.

You feel the butterflies in your stomach going crazy, but you try to stay collected. "I guess you're right" you agree before you then bust out laughing "But you can't deny you really wanted to go see the movie with me" 

"Yeah maybe, but the important part is I wouldn’t wanna go see it with anyone else" he replies gooey as he can't take his eyes off you. 

"A movie about numb and emotionless pseudo human mutants, very sweet of you Jess," you reply jokingly, still grinning. 

"Well, that’s just the way I am," he agrees with sarcastic pride and a smile that makes your heart beat faster.

"Real sweet" Tyler mimics you and shakes his head "I for one would have picked an actually sweet movie" 

"oh yeah?" Jess' expression darkens "And what movie are you headed to right now? Same one we are, aren't you? And who are you taking there? Your girlfriend, right. Kind of like I am taking mine. So, do me a favor and shut the hell up."

"not gonna argue with you again" Tyler claims  

"not gonna argue with you either" Jess shrugs "man.... I'm just telling it like it is. Sorry if you can’t take that" 

“The truth I can take! But I won’t take your bullshit, Jesse!” 

You roll your eyes. Tyler being right beside you grows more and more annoying as he obviously doesn’t know what he’s talking about and can’t respect a thing of what anyone is saying. You still don't understand what exactly he intends to achieve with all this. Then, all of a sudden, you finally see the lights of the movie theater in the distance.

"Oh, there’s the movie theater already," you call out to change the subject. Immediately you double your steps and pull Jess along with you. 

At the box office, you ask for two tickets to Equilibrium. You thought you were going to pay for your ticket yourself, but then Jess takes out his wallet in a hurry.

 "Jess, you don't have to do that" you mumble, but Jess gives you a determined look 

"Well, I want to, Y/N. After all, what else did I work my way up to employee of the month at Walmart for??" 

You can't help but laugh brightly and lean your head against Jess' side. He tugs you closer and gives you a heartfelt kiss before he has to pull away from you again in order to hand the money to the girl at the register. After the two of you, it's Tyler and Chelsea's turn at the box office.

"Two tickets to the same movie," Tyler says, rummaging in the pockets of his jacket. The girl at the cash register frowns, "which movie?"

Tyler looks at her with wide eyes "Well, …the same movie that the two who were just here bought tickets to.” 

Jess leans over and whispers in your ear "we might have some luck coming our way after all" You giggle and Jess looks at you, he seems entirely enamored.

At the box office, the girl is still looking at Tyler in confusion "which movie?" she repeats. Tyler stammers something until Chelsea appears to blow her stack. "That damn Equi something movie I never heard of before!" 

"Equilibrium?" asks the girl at the box office. 

Tyler's face brightens, "Yeah, that's the one!" 

"Damn it," Jess curses under his breath right next to you, “I got no luck whatsoever. Who would have guessed…”

"Hey, but you've got me," you remark, tilting your head. 

Jess sighs, "Who knows for how long..." he mumbles and looks to the ground. "What did you say?" you ask, caught off guard. You aren't too sure if you heard Jess correctly. And in case you did... he can't be serious, can he? 

"Oh, nothing," Jess replies, kissing you softly before putting his arm around you again and taking you towards the auditorium. You glance up at him with concern, "Are you all right, Jess?"

He avoids your gaze: "Yeah, everything's fine" But you don't believe him. 

You suspect he's worried about Tyler, even though you know that's complete nonsense. You couldn't care less about Tyler, you know you never loved him anyway. You had only been with him out of convenience and had broken up with him as soon as you realized it. Tyler hadn't seemed hurt at the time, in fact, it used to feel like he could barely remember your name. But now that someone else was taking you out, he deluded himself into thinking he had the right to be jealous. You were actually pretty good at tuning Tyler out, but Jess didn't seem to be as good at it.

Jess and you find your seats and then sit down next to each other. You notice that Jess has become rather quiet, probably out of worry and insecurity, so you put your head on his shoulder to ease his mind a bit. 

And indeed, it takes mere seconds and you hear him breathe a sigh of relief, "Y/N," Jess begins, turning his head to you, "I know I was foolish enough to choose a movie about people who don't feel anything and so on.... but I do have feelings, feelings for you, you know?"

"I know," you whisper, lifting your head to look at Jess' face. Hesitantly, Jess leans in and begins to kiss you. You close your eyes and return the kiss, more and more, for longer and longer. Jess deepens his kiss feeling like he never wants to have to be without you, there's something longing about it. You start to lose yourself in your emotions, only thinking about how much you love Jess beyond measure. And then-

"Hey, Y/N," Tyler's voice comes from behind you. It sounds like a shrill alarm bell to you. Hastily albeit reluctantly, you end the kiss and face your ex-boyfriend, increasingly annoyed. 

"I brought you some of your favorite popcorn. I know just how much you love it" Tyler shoves a large bucket of popcorn into your arms. You look up at him in surprise. 

"Well," Tyler flashes a satisfied grin before adding in a provocative tone, "it’s really no problem, ya know? I'm sure if your current boyfriend knew you as well as I do, he would have done the same." 

Suddenly Jess jumps up from his seat, visibly upset. "All right, that's it!" he shoots out. Jess scowls at Tyler, but Tyler glares back sternly, "Huh? What's the matter, pal?"

You try to reach for Jess' hand to pull him back down to you, but his hands are clenched into fists and he firmly shakes off your touch. He’s infuriated.

"Let's settle this outside the door," Jess then announces, gesturing toward the exit with a barely perceptible nod, never taking his eyes off Tyler.

"Yes, please do it already!" some male voice shouts a few rows behind you, "The movie's about to start and I paid way too much for the tickets!" God, the entire situation is more than embarrassing to you, but neither Tyler nor Jess seem to notice how ridiculous they are acting. 

"Gladly" Tyler eventually says addressing Jess, his death stare still lingering "I know how to handle those kinds of things like a real man".

"That would be news to me!" Jess claims and tenses his shoulder muscles. He's about to take a step forward but you quickly and out of reflex jump up out of your seat, "Stop it! Now! Your behavior does not resemble that of two ‘real men’, but rather that of two real toddlers!"

"Oh, you shut up, Y/N! You've never understood a thing about stuff like this," Tyler throws at you. 

You look at him aghast: "Excuse me?!" 

"Hey, leave my girlfriend out of this!" Jess sternly demands.

"But she’s what this is all about, isn't she? Am I right? And by the way; that used to be my girlfriend!" Tyler states through clenched teeth 

"Yeah, I guess she was," Jess replies, angrier than ever. "But the emphasis is on used to be. This also used to be a nice evening! And this used to be a free country too, where you could invite your girlfriend to the movies on a Friday night without being terrorized and stalked by her fucking insignificant ex-boyfriend!"

You suck in your breath and tense up. Tyler tilts his head. But then he solely chuckles and teases,

"Do I scare you, Jesse?"

“Jess, don’t” you manage to bring out, but before you know it, Jess shoots out and lunges at Tyler. Then all the lights in the auditorium go out and the film begins to flicker across the screen.

"What the-" you utter as your eyes adjust to the darkness while you hear Jess and Tyler's suppressed curses coming from the floor. 

You listen as Jess - or maybe Tyler - throws a punch and the other one of the boys groans with pain. 

"Guys, stop it," you scream out hysterically. You don’t want Jess to get hurt, he’s been through enough. God, if only he would have contained himself for just a little longer, everything would have been fine and you could have averted your attention away from Tyler’s mean remarks to instead focus on the movie on screen. 

"Guys, please," you beg, but all you can make out are their wrestling outlines on the ground, "Jess, please listen to me," but he doesn't respond to you. 

"I thought you were going to settle this outside the door!" the man's voice a few rows behind you chimes in again, " Seemed like a smart idea to me! So why don't you put it into practice, huh!?"

Then other voices in the theater start to barge in "Hey, what's going on over there?" shouts one. "Are those two idiots fighting?" another. And "don't those jerks realize the movie's already started?" Yeah, that' s what you're wondering, too, you think to yourself.

"You scumbag, if you look at Y/N one more time..." Jess threatens, still on the ground.

"... then she for sure will run into my arms, yeah I know that!" retorts Tyler short of breath, lashing out at Jess, "And you know it, too! And that’s what drives you crazy!" 

More punches and fists are thrown. 

"Jess, don't listen to him," you yell into the fray. You feel completely powerless and utterly miserable, what could you possibly do to stop all this? The entire evening has been ruined long ago anyway, but the fight between Jess and Tyler makes things even worse. 

A sudden ray of light illuminates the dark movie theater, as the door to the auditorium is promptly pushed open. A muscle-bound man followed by a woman, who must have left the auditorium earlier to bring the aforementioned man, appear in the doorway, their silhouettes standing out starkly against the glistening background. 

"All right boys, break it up!" shouts the man in black uniform " security service here! I want both of you to stand up! Did you hear me?!" 

And indeed- Tyler and Jess stop punching each other and get up off the ground. In the dim light of the movie screen, you recognize Jess’ hunched over body, his face filled with shame. 

"Both of you out of here, now!" the security guard demands, as he points to the door. Staring down at their feet, Tyler and Jess leave the theater. You can't help feeling saddened by the sight of your boyfriend walking away. He doesn't even turn around to meet your gaze. 

Then the security guard’s eyes and attention land on Chelsea and you, "That also goes for the two of you! I suppose it's your fault, anyway..." 

"I didn't do anything," Chelsea quickly interjects, looking innocently up at the man in uniform standing right in front of you. 

Indignantly you take a sharp breath, "I actually didn't do anything either!” 

"I couldn't care less about who didn't do anything ever or today or not or maybe or who will never do it again. I’ve heard it all before!" the broad-built man declares, gesturing once again at the still-open door, "Now both of you get out!"

"Alright, alright..." mumbles Chelsea, walking past the guard. 

You step as carefully as you can over the large amount of spilled popcorn to your feet and follow her meekly, not daring to lift your gaze and look the angered guard in the eye. 

Once you too have left your row of seats, the security guard joins you and closes the door to the movie theater behind you. Inside the hall, you begin to look around for Jess, but you can't find him anywhere. 

The security guard catches your glimpse. "My co-worker took the boys outside the building." You nod nervously and bite your lower lip. After all, you do feel a little guilty. 

The guard clears his throat, "And just so we're clear, not only the boys, but also you two have been banned from the movie theater for the time being." 

"What?!" Chelsea and you simultaneously shout out in bewilderment. You can hardly believe it. Yes, maybe you said you felt a little guilty, not that guilty. 

"But we weren’t the ones to get into a fight" Chelsea clarifies, tossing her hair over her shoulder. 

"Right, we would never engage in such violent activity," you agree, but the security guard remains merciless. 

"I've had it with you kids," he says in a stern voice, "just leave the theater right now," the security guy then sighs, "arguing with me won't change the head of the theater's decision anyway." 

you tilt your head pensively. yeah, he's probably right, you figure. Besides, bickering around in here while wasting your time won't get you any closer to Jess.

You look over at Chelsea and she returns your expression. She nods at you, and you turn back to the broad-shouldered man. "All right, we understand. Have a good evening, sir”. 

"We won't cause you any more trouble," Chelsea adds, and the two of you force a polite smile. 

The security guard doesn't bat an eye. Instead, he blurts out, "I sure hope so!"

"Jeez, let's go," you whisper into Chelsea's ear, and the two of you turn on your heels and run for the exit. 

Just before you leave the entrance hall, you once again look over at Chelsea. "Hey, Chelsea..." you begin hesitantly, "I'm really sorry about how the evening went. Especially for you. I mean, Tyler couldn't have been more of a bad boyfriend to you..." 

Chelsea sighs heavily "Well, I guess I should have known. He had only asked me out yesterday, you know? and I was dumb enough to say yes," she smiles slightly, but it appears to be one of sadness, "I've had a crush on Tyler for a while, I guess he knew that. He must have also known you guys were going out tonight. I'm sure he heard you talking about it yesterday at school" 

"Yeah, that figures" you agree looking down a little embarrassed. 

"Well, there's nothing to be done about it," Chelsea says, sounding less than optimistic, "I should have walked right off when Tyler was running around the streets like a maniac. When he was dragging me along and not wanting to tell me what he was looking for. Or who. Cause he, of course, was looking for you guys. And yeah, unfortunately he ended up finding you" 

"Oh Chelsea, I'm so sorry" is all you can think of to say, but at least it's the truth.

"Don't be. Be happy that you have such a great boyfriend" she says and you feel yourself blushing "Yeah, I guess I am a very lucky girl..."

Chelsea sighs once again, "I think he's really in love with you. I can tell by the look in his eyes. He looks at you all gentle and soft, which is really not like him at all. But apparently, he allows himself to be that way when he's with you"

Suddenly you feel your throat tightening, and you are unable to utter a single word. You desperately want to see Jess, you really need to talk to him. 

"All right," Chelsea smiles mildly and raises her hand as a goodbye gesture as soon as you've reached the exit. "I guess this is where we part ways" 

"Yeah, take care" you mutter and give her a genuine smile "See you at school on Monday" you call after her before she turns and walks away, disappearing into the darkness of the evening.

You hastily avert your gaze and look around for Jess. "Jess?" you call out into obscurity. A shadow stirs on the outside wall of the movie theater. "Jess?" you repeat.

And there he is. 

Out of the darkness and into the light of the movie billboards steps your boyfriend, Jess. He looks bleakly into your face, "Y/N, I'm sorry about what happened today and that I-" you rush into his arms and kiss him passionately on the lips. 

As you end the kiss, you look into Jess' eyes, showing off your widest grin. Jess however seems to remain unsettled and furrows his brow, as he looks down at you lying in his arms, "So you're not mad at me?" 

you can’t help but laugh “Well, yes I am a little mad” Jess tenses up and you can feel his heart skip a beat. “Oh, Jess, calm down” you rush to tell him, smiling in assurance, “I’m mad at Tyler, Jess. I’m not mad at you” 

Jess can’t believe his ears and hugs you to him “God, I’m so relieved! I thought you were thinking about breaking up with me or something…” Jess mumbles into your hair while he has you pulled close. Gently you break away from his embrace. “You didn’t let me finish”, you add. 

Jess’ smile dies down in a heartbeat. Quickly you put your hand to his cheek reassuringly “Oh God, Jess, you really don’t need to worry, I’m not gonna leave you, I never could”

“Well, I guess then you’ll have to deal with me for the rest of your life, cause I’m not letting go of you either, Y/N” Jess blurts out and looks at you, almost as in a trance. 

With an impish grin, you tilt your head "The whole thing sure has scared you quite a bit, hm? You don't usually say things like that to me” 

Jess swallows hard "Maybe I need to tell you more often. So that you don't run away from me. Or so you don't think I don't want you and would give you away to someone like Tyler" His gaze hardens, "Because I would never … I could never do that, you know?" 

You sigh and see the flicker in his dark eyes "What makes you think I would want to be with Tyler anyway?" 

Jess turns his eyes to the ground "Well, you used to be with him," he grits his teeth and clenches his jaw, "Even though it's pretty tough for me to admit that, I gotta say."

"Jess, I only dated him for such a short amount of time," you try to catch his gaze, "I don't even remember what made me do it. And besides... I always knew I never loved him" 

Jess immediately lifts his head and looks into your eyes "Does that mean you..?" he begins but then breaks off and bites his lip instead. "Yeah, Jess," you get out, "I've been thinking about it all evening. On the way to the movies. At the movies..."

"Even during that fight?" Jess inquires cautiously. 

You can't help smiling, "Nah, probably not then" You chuckle briefly, before your voice turns serious again. "But aside from that, always. I always thought about it. And I don't just think about it, I actually know that I…" you take a deep breath, "I love you, Jess."

Jess blinks twice before your words reach his ears, his head, his heart. He pulls you to him as hard as he can, wraps his arms around your waist and kisses you with all the love he otherwise tries to hide from you. He thinks it would make him seem weak, but he knows your love makes him feel incredibly strong. He kisses you as if he had never done it before but waited a lifetime for the chance. 

You carefully break away from him and look him in the eyes, happily yet a little shyly. "So you believe me?" you ask in a low voice. 

"I want to so much" Jess is almost whispering and nods. 

"And don't you want to tell me something too?" you ask, a wry smile on your face. 

Finally, Jess's expression begins to loosen a bit. "Not necessarily, no. I think you already know that I..." Jess pauses for a moment and briskly looks down, before turning his eyes back to yours, "that I love you a lot, Y/N. Maybe even too much"

You laugh and have a big smile on your face "Jess, I can't believe you're saying this to me! I'm so incredibly happy" You lean against him and rest your head on his chest. 

He smirks a little confused. "Don't you think it’s a little embarrassing? Am I not kind of … well, embarrassing myself?" 

You frown "What would you need to be embarrassed about?" 

"Hm" Jess takes a deep breath and exhales "I mean the whole love declaration thing. Don't I sort of embarrass myself with that? I kinda feel like I do, you know"

 You raise your head and look at him with serious eyes "Jess, how does it feel to hear that I love you?" 

He leans in and kisses you on the cheek "I wanna hear it again and again. And I wish I could tell everyone" 

"See?" You smile at him "I feel the same way. The last thing I'm thinking about is you embarrassing yourself" You start to grin "And besides, shouldn't you be more concerned about having embarrassed yourself in your fight with Tyler. Because that I did find embarrassing" 

"Come on, now don't remind of that," Jess rolls his eyes and pulls away from you. He then raises his eyebrows provocatively and smirks, "Although I technically won the fight" 

"Oh yeah?" you look up at him amused. 

"Absolutely" he pulls you back towards him, "After all, I'm the one who' s with you" 

You wrap your arms around his neck and lean in for another kiss. Time stands still once again, and you feel Jess' touch make you forget everything. the movie theater behind you, the events of the evening, everything, except that you love Jess and he loves you. 

You move away from him a little, "let's go home," you say softly

Jess nods "All right. We can go see the movie some other time anyway.”

You begin to laugh inevitably, "But not in this theater." 

Jess looks at you a bit questioningly. Wide-eyed, you look back at him "Jess, we're banned from this place for the time being. You "won" that too with your stupid fight."

"Oh, that's right," Jess scratches the back of his head sheepishly, "I guess I kind of forgot about that."

"well, it’s fine" you lean against his side, "I wasn't that keen on the movie anyway" 

"you're not keen on watching a movie about callous human mutants who kill each other with no remorse whatsoever with your boyfriend on your Friday night date?" Jess voice drips with irony and you chuckle softly "well, when you put it that way..."

You both laugh slightly before Jess puts his arm around you and eventually says "I think it's really time to go now. Loitering outside a movie theater we are banned from is probably not the best idea."

Slowly, the two of you begin to walk off in the direction of Luke's Diner, pondering your thoughts. The evening may not have gone as planned, but at least this way you got to hear Jess say those three words. Who would have thought that an evening full of arguments, ex-boyfriends, bickering, accusations and movie theater bans would somehow still come to such a happy ending?

_____the end______

note 2: I’m sorry for the wait, I hope you guys were still able to enjoy the story 

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[the0venisfrozen]

Am I wrong?? You’re gonna stand there and tell me that I’m wrong??

[seredelgi]

Ciro & Nina au- pt.3

[turnedinto-themoon]

there’s not enough fucked up female characters. I want scary bitches.

[rp-partnerfinder]

Hi! 21 f, looking for a specific plot i came across and I'm DYING to do:

Bad boy x good girl plot, where the B is the daughter of a powerful family and she falls in love with A the town drug dealer who also does drugs. They start to date in secret and at one point B gets pregnant, he tries to get his shit together and her family finds out she's pregnant and do anything to stop the A from seeing her and the baby, what will they do?

With my oc being B!

I prefer writing short answers( 2-5 sentences to 2 paragraphs) and replying quickly to get most of the rp and would love if my partner does the same. also PLEASE if something makes you uncomfortable in the rp just tell me!

Dark themes are more than welcome! Please be 18+. If you're interested like this pls!

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[shoheiakagi]

Delinquent!HOMRA AU: Akagi Shouhei x Reader

Shouhei didn’t seem at all bothered by the teacher’s words, just laughing them off as he came towards the empty desk next to you. You though? You were definitely much more affected.

Shouhei plopped into the chair next to you, tilting his hat up a bit and smiling broadly at you, tipping you a wink.

“Guess today’s my lucky day, I’d say,” he said, leaning into you a bit. “Project sounds boring but I’m looking forward to spending a lot of time with you. Take good care of me, eh, y/n?”

Inspired by  Cat and Mouse by @ciaossu-imagines

[keiratheraven]

Bella Goth x Carl "CJ" Johnson Aesthetic

The King of Gangsters from GTA San Andreas and The Queen of Red from The Sims 2 seems even more interesting to me as a couple.

[scarlet4rose]

the ex-boyfriend

Jess Mariano x reader

pt.1 (yes, I seriously turned this into a two-part story)

request: please do one where the reader and jess are dating but the reader runs into their ex boyfriend and jess gets jealous!!!

alright, I’m gonna try my best ;)

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On a late Friday afternoon, you're on your way to Luke's Diner. 

You and your boyfriend Jess want to go to the movies tonight, after not seeing each other much all week, since Jess took on extra shifts at Luke's and Walmart.

 You and Jess have only been a couple for about a month, but you already miss him every second you're apart.

 You begin to walk more briskly to get to Luke's Diner faster, where you're supposed to meet Jess. The diner is only half lit and before you get to the other side of the street, the door opens and Jess comes rushing out. 

As he leaves the diner, he puts on his jacket and runs towards you. You notice a distinct grin on his face and start running, too. Before you are fully able to stop, he picks you up in his arms and spins you around in the air. 

"Jess," you say in surprise, as he sets you back down on the ground, leans forward and gives you a deep kiss. He takes your face in both his hands and you feel your knees go weak, inevitably. 

Jess ends the kiss and you stare at him, stunned: "What was that for?” Jess grins mischievously and continues to look you in the eyes: "I just felt like it".

 Then he puts his arm around you to pull you closer to him and you begin to saunter off in the direction of the movie theater.

You look up to him "Well, you could feel like doing that more often" 

Jess returns your gaze and hastily kisses your cheek "I always feel like doing that, always"

You feel yourself blushing slightly and lean more against his side "I didn't know that" 

"Like you could" Jess says in a sarcastic tone of voice and rolls his eyes "I've just been after you for almost an entire year now". You giggle softly, unaware that Jess' heart is leaping at the sweet sound of your laughter. 

He turns his head to you once more and kisses your cheek again. "Jess, I can barely walk straight with you doing that all the time. I'm about to fall over," you say with a grin. 

"Not a problem at all, I’m right here to catch you like the knight in shining armor I am" Jess chuckles and tilts his head to the side to give you another kiss, now more than ever.

You fear your heart might burst from sheer bliss. You have never been as happy as you are with Jess, and you have never felt for any boy the way you feel for him. You know it's love. You love Jess. You've never loved a guy before, but the emotions Jess evokes in you are unlike anything else. 

True love. It threw you off a little at first, but now you couldn't be any gladder to be with him. 

The two of you, still nestled together, turn around a corner, only to nearly collide with another couple. Wincing, you take your head off Jess' shoulder and can hardly believe your eyes as you realize who's standing right in front of you. 

It's Tyler Thompson (lol not me making up another guy every week)  

Your former boyfriend. 

"No way, Y/N, great to see ya," Tyler says, surprised but smiling wide.

"Hi" you say hesitantly and glance over at the girl on his arm. You've seen her before at school, though you don't share more than one or two classes together. You notice she kind of resembles you in a way. 

" Well, that's a coincidence!" Tyler exclaims cheerfully. 

"Yeah, um, it really is," you then say, smiling slightly. 

"Right, and coincidentally, I am y/n's boyfriend. Jess," Jess suddenly announces in a firm and definite tone. You look up at him and see his grim, newly stern face. 

Tyler eyes Jess dismissively and smirks, "Nice. I'm Tyler" 

"Chelsea's boyfriend," the girl on his arm adds, grinning big. 

"Yeah, that's Chelsea" Tyler comments unnecessarily and returns to staring at you with obvious interest "So, what are you doing out here tonight?" 

Before you even get the chance to answer, Jess has already leaned forward. "We're going to the movies, if you don't mind" Jess puts his arm around your waist and pulls you closer. 

Tyler laughs smugly "I was asking Y/N, if you don't mind". 

The two boys glare at each other and you clench your jaw. Oh god, this is not going too well. 

Tyler then leans back a bit "Alright, you guys want to go the movie theater. Funny, Chelsea and I were going to see a movie today too." 

Jess takes a sharp breath, but this time you beat him to the punch. 

"That's actually quite a coincidence," you say, hoping to be able to smooth things over, "Jess and I want to go see this futuristic movie `Equilibrium`. The one with this new actor who played that psycho two years ago. Um... what was his name again?" 

"Christian Bale," Jess mutters through clenched teeth, still giving Tyler a dark glare. 

"Oh, that's right." you chime in, trying to cover up for Jess's bad behavior with being overly polite "Truly a gifted actor, in my opinion. So… which movie are you going to see?" 

“Uh, well,” Tyler tilts his head slightly, “The one you wanna see. Uh, the one with Bale, Christian Bale” You notice Chelsea taking a confused look at her boyfriend.

Jess snorts “Say that again. Come on. What’s the name of the movie you so desperately can’t wait to see?” 

Tyler towers up in front of Jess and pushes his chin forward "I said, the one with the Bale guy" 

"And I said, say the name of the movie!" Jess insists firmly. 

"Oh, come on now" Tyler shoves his hands into the pockets of his jeans "You're actin' like I don't know it"

"So, do you know it?" Jess asks snidely. 

"Of course I do! It's like Y/N just said. It's Equilli... Equil... Equillum-" Tyler groans, "It doesn't even fucking matter!!!" 

“Equilibrium, you idiot! And it does fucking matter! How are you gonna see a movie you don’t even know the name of?!” 

You know it’s time for you to try to defuse the situation "Cut him some slack, Jess. After all, it is a complicated name for a movie." 

Jess looks at you in disbelief. He can't believe you're sticking up for this douchebag. 

All of a sudden Chelsea speaks up: "Ty, I had no idea we were going to the movie theater today, let alone that we were gonna watch this weird Equi-something movie. That guy Bale gives me the creeps, he was way too convincing as the psycho to not be a psycho in real life..."

"It's called acting, Chelsea" Tyler sighs 

"Wait, so you didn't even want to go to the movies? Oh, that really hurts, Tyler!" Jess says, the sarcasm painfully obvious. His arm remains around your waist and he pulls you close once more "Really! I didn't see that coming, did I?".

The situation was getting more and more tense, and Jess' jealousy certainly was no help. 

"Well, I guess it doesn't really matter anyway," you mutter, still trying to smooth things over, "Actually, it's none of our business, is it, Jess?" 

With doe eyes you look up into Jess's frowning face. He doesn't say a word, even though you know he disagrees with you. 

You turn to your ex-boyfriend and poor Chelsea, who you somehow feel sorry for. "Also, Jess and I really need to get going now or else we're going to miss the beginning of the movie, so..." 

Tyler puts his arm around Chelsea again. "Yes, we gotta go," he says unironically, "The beginning is as important as the end."  

you had thought it would be impossible for Tyler to still stick to his plan to accompany you two to the movies after all the bickering. But Tyler's words, spoken so casually, reveal that you had thought wrong

Jess stares at him in shock, "We?" he repeats. "We gotta go watch the movie??!"

[...]

Part 2 is going to follow very soon!!

(also, don’t take my writing too seriously, I’m just trying to have a little fun with it... and yes, I’ve seen the movie)

note: story takes place in 2002 (when Equilibrium was first released)

edit: part 2 is up now => https://at.tumblr.com/scarlet4rose/the-ex-boyfriend-pt2/lpdl24ftepu9

[mercyprevaild]

regan has the makings of a spicy romance novel and no one can tell me otherwise

[glittergelpensherlock]

One of my favorite tropes is badgirlxgoodboy. There's something about it that's so endearing to me. Unlike badboyxgoodgirl, the boy doesn't try to "fix" the girl and her problems. He sees a girl that he loves, and he sees how she has never been shown real love before. He wants her to be happy. He treats her like she is his entire world. He doesn't want her "fixed" he wants her to know love. And she's obviously stubborn and independent and believes she is incapable and unworthy of love. And she sees his actions and for the first time she doesn't have to be strong. She knows she's safe and loved with him. He never asks for her to stop being strong, but he wants her to know that when she feels weak, she can rely on him to be her strength. She never asks him to abandon his morals- that's what she loves about him. To me, this kind of relationship is one of the best. We see a strong woman and a man who is normally categorized as soft (two frowned upon types of person) and they come together as some of the best power couples ever.

[gghostwriter]

One Single Thread of Gold

Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Summary: The three times Penelope tries to solve a Spencer Reid riddle and the one time she (and the team) meet the reason behind all the changes Trope: Fluff! Just fluff and team banter! w.c: 4.0k a/n: For some reason, my earlier post on this disappeared dunno why. But this is a very self indulgent fic as reader’s background is basically based on the industry I work in. I had a lot of fun writing the team banter and I hope you enjoy it too! Comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated 💗

The first clue presented itself on a dull Wednesday night as the team, minus Hotch and Rossi, were leaving the bullpen after a full day of pushing papers. Penelope in all of her sunshine and colorful glory was buzzing about these accessories that she once spotted on a storefront window.

“I saw a pair of earrings and a matching necklace that would look so good with that top you bought the other day, JJ. You know, the blue one with those soft sleeves—they would look great with it. It’s tres boho chic.”

JJ smiled, opening her mouth to reply, but Spencer beat her to it.

“Did you know that boho chic was actually a response to political and social movements?”

“Wait, what?” Emily interjected.

He took her disbelief as a sign to continue on. “Yeah, yeah. There’s an article written about it in Vogue—softness and femininity historically appears in moments of political stress and war. Just like in the 70s with the hippie and anti-war movement that defined their style as a generation.”

They all piled into the elevator and turned to face the boy genius like he grew another head. For all they knew, this could be a clone and a very bad one at that. The Spencer Reid that they knew had absolutely no interest in the realms of fashion.

Penelope was the first to break the silence. “Vogue?”

“Kid, what gives? Just the other time, you didn’t know how many shoes a woman owns and now you’re some kind of expert?” Derek asked with both eyebrows raised.

“Did not knowing activate some kind of button that made you want to read about it?” Emily added on, feeling like she was in some kind of TV prank show.

“What?” Spencer licked his lips, nervous with all the attention on him. He felt like he was about to slip something up that he had been keeping to himself for a while now. A hidden precious gem that was you. “I—I like to read.” A believable excuse except his voice went up an octave, giving him away.

The three women shared a look.

“But you read academic textbooks and classic literature,” JJ stated.

Penelope added on. “Not fashion magazines.”

He shrugged, trying to act nonchalant. “I don’t discriminate when it comes to reading. If it’s interesting—” he shifted his weight one side to another, thinking that the ride down on the elevator seemed to be taking slower than usual. “—I’ll read it.”

Penelope narrowed her eyes. She was no profiler but she could smell a lie from a mile away way. That wasn’t the whole truth. Dr. Spencer Reid was hiding something.

“Okay, see you tomorrow!” he squeaked out as he ran out of the elevator once it hit the lobby.

She turned to the three profilers, stunned with the boy genius��� erratic behavior. “Huh, did anybody else get the feeling that Spencer was hiding something?”

“Maybe, but the kid does read a lot. Maybe he just ran out of books.” Morgan shrugged.

The other two profilers tilted their heads and slowly nodded in agreement. It wasn’t far off on something Spencer would do. He did once pick up a pamphlet in the airport to read as mentioned before to her by Derek, granted it was for a case but still, Penelope couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something else.

So when she arrived home that very same night, she propped up her laptop and got to digging. Boy Genius was hiding something big and Little Miss Oracle of Quantico can find anything with her tech skills. She’ll get to the bottom of this mystery, once and for all.

———

Spencer was glad to be coming home to your presence. Having spied the lights still on from the outside of the apartment, he took the steps two at a time, excited to see his 2nd favorite person after his mother—you.

“Spence?” You called out, having heard the mahogany front door open. “Is that you, baby?”

“Hey, love. I missed you,” he deposited his satchel to the nearby sofa and ran to give you a hug.

You burrowed yourself into his arms. All the muscles in your body relaxing as you caught a whiff of his cedar wood perfume—the same scent you’ve gifted to him during the early stages of dating. “I missed you too. How was your day?”

“Better now with you,” his words coming out muffled as he refused to detach himself from the embrace. “Actually, I almost slipped up today.”

You extricated from his arms to give him an inquisitive look. The slight scrunch on your nose and raised brows made his heart flutter. How expressive, free, and trusting you were. It reminded him of your first encounter. How you teasingly asked him if he was a serial killer when he offered you a ride home in the pouring rain and how you easily accepted regardless.

“Yeah? Did any of them catch on?” you probed as you pulled him by his belt loops to the direction of the bedroom.

He laughed, finding your aggression cute. “No. At least, I don’t think so.”

“Maybe we should schedule dinner with them sometime,” you coyly suggested as you slowly started to unravel his tie. “I mean, we’ve been together for over a year now and I have moved into your apartment, under the guise of watering your plants while you’re away. Which is a lie, by the way—”

“I have plants!” he protested. His hands divesting you out of his sweater, bringing to view his favorite silk set in deep purple that accentuated your skin and the blush on your cheeks.

“—that I brought over, Spence,” you quipped back. “But don’t worry, I won’t spill how the intelligent FBI agent fooled naive me into moving in with him.”

There was a glint in his eyes that sent shivers down your spine. “Love, I wouldn’t exactly call you naive—” his voice going an octave lower. “—not when you’re looking at me with those tempting eyes of yours.”

Giggling, you leaned in for a kiss, one that he quickly took over. His calloused dominant hand wrapped around the back of your neck, effectively caging you in while his other cradled your cheek—a stark contrast to the other. Kissing Spencer had always felt like a religious experience that you never want to part from.

Reluctantly pulling away, you caught glimpse of his need for you. His hazel eyes now dark as ink, nostrils slightly flared, teeth sinking into his lower lip, and his dominant hand dug into the fleshy nape of your neck. It made you feel desirable, like the goddess that he would call you when he’s on his knees tasting nectar from the source.

The discussion of inviting the team out for dinner was long forgotten. No other words were spoken as you pushed him on the bed—only the cries of his and your name and moans of ‘yes’ echoed well into the night.

***

The second clue was uncovered when Spencer walked into the cold windy bullpen with new black cardigan adorning his lithe body. It was non-descriptive to the untrained eye but for fashion enthusiast Penelope Garcia, she knew what those four white lines on the sleeve meant—luxury label and priced well above their pay grade.

She narrowed her eyes. The Spencer she knew wouldn’t dare spend his salary on anything besides limited first edition books. Something was truly up and she planned to get to the bottom of it as her initial online search turned up nothing.

“Reid, that’s a really nice sweater,” she complimented, throwing in her bait.

He smiled. The thought of who gave it to him warmed his heart. “Yeah. Yeah, thanks Garcia.”

Her sparkly pink kitten heels clacking on the floor as she came closer. “Can I see it?” she innocently asked.

The request threw Spencer off the loop but thought nothing of it as he shrugged and handed it to her—still warm from body temperature.

Her squeals caught the attention of the other profilers filling into the office.

“What is it, baby girl?” Morgan deposited his bag on the table and stationed himself beside her. “It’s Reid’s new sweater. Are you seeing something I’m not seeing?”

Garcia rolled her eyes. This was why females are considered more observant that their sex counterpart. Her chocolate thunder was a profiler but how could he not notice what she was deducing?

“Huh,” Emily surmised. “Based on the fibers, it’s definitely not polyester. Possibly a 100% wool, what do you think, JJ?”

“It says here on the tag—100% virgin wool,” she read out loud. “That makes it very expensive, right Garcia?”

The colorful tech analyst smiled. Her girls could never let her down. “Right you are, girlfriends! But it’s not only that, this—” pointing at the four stripes on the sleeve. “—this is a signature Thom Browne detail. Their prices go up to at least 600 dollars—” they all turned to Reid who seemed clearly agitated. “—now why does our boy wonder have a piece that could buy at most five cute heels?”

With his vast intellect, he couldn’t think of a way to weasel out of this impromptu interrogation. He couldn’t very well say that it was a gift now could he? If he did, that would lead to another hard hitting question ‘from who?’ He raked his hand through his curly hair, taking the same path as yours did just earlier as you gave him a kiss goodbye.

When you gifted him the cardigan from your last New York business trip, he really thought nothing of its material equivalence, besides feeling grateful and loved. It was proof that you paid attention to even the littlest details about him.

“Hey Spence, I got you something,” you looked up at him with sparkling eyes. The first thing you had done when you got home was run into his arms. A simple act that healed his aching heart from missing it’s other half.

You reached into your luggage, enthusiastically pulling out the black clothing wrapped in tissue paper like some magician pulling out a rabbit from a hat. “Here you go!”

“A new sweater!” He exclaimed.

You rocked on your heels, looking bashful as you explained the reasoning behind it. “I noticed you fidgeting when you wore the cardigan JJ gifted you last Christmas, the polyester fibers used on it must have been really itchy so I got you a new one—” your eyes widened at how your explanation could be taken the wrong way. “—not that her gift wasn’t great! No, it was very cute! It’s just—I want you to be comfortable and protected during your cases in cold states. Polyester is a good insulator of heat but wool is still the best.”

He loved how unabashed you rambled about your interests. That was one of the first things he piqued his notice. How you liked to share your knowledge about the fashion industry that you work for but never coming across as stuck up or snobby, you just genuinely wanted to educate anyone who had a wrong perception of the billion dollar commerce. Admittedly, he was one of them but hearing you rave about it’s nitty-gritty details and socio-economic movements changed his mind. It also helped that a beautiful and intelligent woman, such as yourself, was educating him.

He pulled you in for a kiss, stopping all the worries that ran through your head. “I love it. Thank you.”

“It’s nothing at all, baby. I like taking care of you. Just like how you take care of me,” you reasoned. “Plus I got it on sale courtesy of the magazine connections.”

A tap on his shoulder brought him out of his reverie. It was Penelope with an eyebrow raised at the subtle smile that graced his face while he replayed the moment in his head.

“Okay,” Morgan drawled. “What’s got you smiling, Pretty boy?”

“Nothing,” he squeaked out, turning to see Hotch make his way across the office. Spencer hurriedly collected his things and started to move even before their unit chief could call their attention.

“We have a case,” Hotch announced.

The remaining BAU members all looked at each other, silently communicating about Reid’s irregular demeanor, before piling into the conference room for another grueling scene of murder.

“He’s been acting weird,” Garcia rushed out. “Definitely hiding something. What do you think, Em?”

Emily nodded. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

“A girl?” JJ guessed.

“Yes, must be a special one for him to keep secret for so long,” Garcia surmised. “Do you think he’ll hate it if I go further digging around to find out who she is?”

“Further?” Emily clarified.

JJ laughed. “Probably, let’s wait for him to volunteer the information. Okay, Garcia?”

She sighed, shoulders drooping, before nodding in agreement.

***

The third clue was quite literally handed to Penelope Garcia on the jet after a case when she accompanied the team.

“Cold Alaska is so not good for my skin,” she grumbled as she rummaged her bottomless bag for her favorite hand cream. “I love going with you all on trips rather than being stuck in my own tech cave but the weather wasn’t it.”

Morgan chuckled. “Aw c’mon baby girl, don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy our time together?”

“You, my sculpted hunk, and the fireplace were the highlight,” Penelope turned to the other female profilers. “My beauties, do any of you have lotion? I think I lost mine.”

Before JJ or Emily could even utter a word, a tube made its way to her lap courtesy of her seat mate, Dr. Spencer Reid.

“Reid, since when do you carry lotion?” Emily inquired.

He shrugged. “Hand cream has it’s benefits besides from moisturizing the skin, it also provides an additional layer of protection. Depending on it’s properties, it can also repair and undo damage.”

The females all shared a look. This was another unexplainable behavior from their resident genius.

“We know that,” JJ stated. “We just thought you didn’t.”

His brows furrowed. “Why wouldn’t I?”

“Well, besides from the fact that you’ve never shown interest about skincare before, isn’t it a stereotype for men not to know? Unless—” Emily slyly smiled and nodded at Garcia to continue.

“Unless you have a girlfriend that we don’t know about,” Garcia bounced on her seat.

Hook, line, and sinker.

Spencer’s eyes widened in alarm. He didn’t realize he was walking into a trap before it was too late. “What makes you say that?”

They laughed.

JJ started. “Besides from you suddenly being knowledgeable in fashion—“

“—or having a pricey sweater you’d never buy for yourself—” Emily added on.

“Or, or—“ Garcia reached out to touch his hand. Which made Spencer react with a high pitched call of her name. “—having a shea butter lotion with rough hands!” She waved the tube up in the air. “Plus, this is half empty. So either it’s not working which I doubt since this is a good brand or you keep this in your bag for a special someone to use!”

Derek chuckled. “Baby girl, you could be a profiler at this point.”

“Oh tell me something I don’t know,” she quipped back. “So Reid, want to tell us the truth?”

He sighed, finding no escape. “Yes, yes I have a girlfriend.”

The girls all shrieked with laughter and their own corresponding questions of who is she? How did you meet? How long has this been going on? What does she do for a living? Is she pretty? Oh I bet she is!

“Looks like that cat is out of the bag,” Rossi nonchalantly stated.

Four sets of eyes turned to look at one of the BAU founders. “Rossi, you knew about this and didn’t tell me?” Garcia gasped, a hand to her chest at the thought of betrayal.

He laughed. “I caught them on a dinner date once and our boy wonder over here—“ nodded in Reid’s direction. “—begged me not to out him yet, said he wanted to be the one to tell the team the news but that was like what, six months ago?”

“Six months ago?” Emily repeated.

“Wait, wait. Hotch, don’t tell me you also knew?” Morgan asked.

The unit chief smiled. “She was added to Reid’s emergency contact last February.”

“February? That’s almost a year ago!” JJ sputtered out.

The tech analyst turned to glare at the youngest member of the BAU. “Reid, you better start spilling all the details or so help me, I will stalk all your digital footprint when we land until I find out who she is, where she lives, and what her deepest darkest secret is.”

“What about hearing it all from her, instead?” He rubbed the back of his neck. The secrecy had gone on for so long and there was no time like the present to introduce his chosen family to his chosen partner—hopefully until the end of time. “She wants to treat you all out for dinner tonight.”

All four nodded vigorously as they watched him pull out his phone and send a quick text to which you readily replied and agreed to.

“My man,” Derek sighed. “Can’t believe you got a girlfriend without me being your wingman.”

“Answer me at least this, is she pretty and does she make you happy?” Garcia asked. No matter how nosey she may be, she only wanted the best for Spencer and if the recent lightness and smiles were all caused by his mystery girlfriend, she already approved.

“The prettiest,” Spencer gushed out. “She’s my own personal sunshine.”

The three girls melted into their seats. Their youngest was all grown up waxing prose over his lover.

“She makes you sappy too,” Derek teased.

***

[EXTRA - When the mystery was uncovered]

Spencer had never felt any more nervous that this moment as he, with the rest of the team minus Hotch and Rossi, wait for your arrival. He sat with his back to the restaurant entrance and his cardigan laying on the empty seat beside him as a reservation mark. His eyes had been going back and forth to his idle phone and to the conversation the team was having.

Morgan noted his state of distress and chuckled. “You okay there, lover boy? She’s still coming right, your mystery girlfriend?”

“Yeah, yeah. She said she was on her way 9 minutes and 24 seconds ago and based on the route and traffic, she should have been here 45 seconds earlier. Just worried that something might have happened.”

Penelope leaned in, picking on her bubblegum pink choice of drink as she did. “You know, if you just told me her name I could have tracked every movement by now and you wouldn’t be sitting here worrying.”

“What—no Garcia, I don’t want her tracked plus she didn’t want you to know everything about her even before meeting her,” his voice going up an octave in your defense.

She shrugged. “I’m just saying. I mean we don’t know a single thing about her—”

“We do know she exists and you’ve been together for almost a year now,” Emily interjected.

“Actually, it’s been more than year—one year and 124 days to be exact.”

“Buttercup, all I’m saying is we don’t even know how she looks—” Garcia gasped, having spotted a passerby on the window and what she was wearing. “Oh my gosh, that maroon coat is to die for and that textured leather bag—I wonder if I could track her down and ask where she got it.”

“Oh she’s pretty,” JJ noted.

Derek smirked. “Baby girl, tell me if you plan to ask her ‘cause I wouldn’t mind asking for her number.”

The tech analyst’s eyes further widened as she noted the attractive woman going inside the restaurant.

“You weren’t kidding about that coat, Garcia, it looks really nice,” JJ appraised.

Emily squinted her eyes, taking note of the garment in question. “It looks high quality, probably vintage and—is she going near us?”

“Oh gods, she is! Act natural, act natural!” Penelope chanted as she repeatedly slapped Derek’s arm.

The stranger stopped behind Spencer. “Hey handsome,” your melodic voice was a siren that called to his every being. “Fancy seeing you here.”

Penelope’s jaw dropped as she took in Derek’s flustered reaction.

“Me?” He pointed at himself, getting picked up in such a public setting was new even for him—the ladies man of the BAU.

You laughed. “Well, you too but I was more of talking to this lover of mine—“ you bent down, kissing your boyfriend’s cheek. “Hey, Spence.”

A series of gasps were heard all around the table.

The youngest stood up and turned to give you a soft kiss on the lips. “Hey, Y/N. I was starting to get worried.”

“I missed the train, sorry I forgot to send an update,” you explained as he helped you into your seat.

Promptly seating back down, he angled his body to yours—all attention on you as if you were the only one in the room. And in a way you were, with how molten his doe eyes stared, alternating between yours and your painted lips that begged to be kissed.

He always felt breathless when you were near. It was as if he found his very own Aphrodite to worship here on earth. Spencer was no believer of fates or destiny but he would pray and light a candle if he needed to, just to keep you his. Your intelligent mind complimenting his, your outgoing personality that draws anyone in, and your face that could launch a thousand ships.

Those eyes that could read the deepest crevices of his fiber of being. Those cheeks that begged to be caressed by his calloused hands. Those soft lips that deserved to be kissed and devoured until you, in turn, were as breathless as he was. He suddenly wished you both were anywhere else but here—specifically in the confines of the apartment where he was free to express his love, devotion, and adoration until you scream his name and beg him to stop. His hand, having found it’s way to your thigh, squeezed the flesh three times—communicating his promise to have your hair laid around you like a halo as you lay under him, bare and writhing with need.

The blonde on the other end of the table cleared her throat, cutting through the tension.

“Okay, Spence,” she smiled. “Mind introducing us to your girlfriend?”

He brought your hand to his lips, leaving a series of sweet kisses on your knuckle. “This is Y/N, my girlfriend. Y/N, this is the rest of the team. Morgan—“ he gestured to each one. “Emily, JJ, and Garcia.”

“It’s nice to finally meet you!” You exclaimed. “So sorry we’re only meeting now. We wanted to stay in our little bubble for as long as we could plus this handsome FBI agent—” you nudged Spencer’s shoulder. “—wanted to keep me to himself. But where’s Aaron and Dave?”

Emily whispered under her breath. “Aaron? Dave?”

“They had prior commitments, love. They did send their regards and Rossi wants to invite you to the next gathering at his mansion,” Spencer explained.

“Love?” Penelope squeaked out. This was really starting to feel like Twilight zone for the team members.

You nodded. “I’ll definitely plot it on my calendar. Now, I heard you had some questions for me?”

“How’d you two meet?” JJ asked.

“When was the first date?” Emily inquired.

Penelope brought out a pen and paper. “What’s you social security number?”

Derek snorted at that. “Do you have any other siblings?”

Spencer’s eyebrows raised further and further up with each question while your shoulders shook with laughter.

“She has all the time in the world to get to know each of you,” Spencer laid out. “No need to make it sound like an interrogation.” He was wishing to keep you forever, if you’d let him.

You smiled as you caressed his cheek, having caught on to the veiled meaning behind his words. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

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[yundeob]

A NIGHT IN HOLLYWOOD ☆ | ATEEZ SERIES

— featuring ot8!ateez in iconic HOLLYWOOD romance and rom-com movies

— TICKET BOOTH IS CLOSED! 🎟️ : the movies are about to start! all fics will have MATURE CONTENT! MDNI!

sit back, relax, grab your popcorn and tissues, and enjoy the silver screen . . .

THE PARENT TRAP ☆ | KHJ

TROPE: exes to lovers! divorced!au

TAGS: nsfw, smut, fluff, angst, crack, slice of life

AS DIVORCED PARENTS to two twin daughters, you and hongjoong have your fair share of work cut out. Driving to piano lessons, cheering at hockey games, drop offs at each other’s houses, it can all be a little much. But could a relaxing summer retreat as a whole family possibly rekindle past emotions you’ve swept under the rug? . . .

— IN THEATRES

DIRTY DANCING ☆ | PSH

TROPE: bad boy!seonghwa, enemies to lovers!au , 60s!au

TAGS: nsfw, smut, angst, crack

THAT WAS THE SUMMER before JFK got shot, before the beatles came, and when you were working part time at your aunts summer resort. That was also the summer you met resident heart breaker and cocky entertainment crew member, Park Seonghwa. Remind yourself why you’re suddenly dance partners with him again? . . .

— not yet in theatres . . .

PRETTY WOMAN ☆ | JYH

TROPE: dilf!yunho x formerstripper!reader, strangers to lovers!au, contract lovers!au,

TAGS: nsfw, smut, fluff, angst

LIVING IN BEVERLY HILLS comes with its perks. But for two different people such as yourself and multimillionaire business tycoon, Jeong Yunho, both of you can’t seem to find what you’re looking for in the so called ‘Land of Dreams’. So the proposal is simple really… let him spoil you with money, jewelry and clothes while in return, you stay by his side. . .

— not yet in theatres . . .

MR AND MRS KANG ☆ | KYS

TROPE: marriage!au, established relationship, spy!au, assasin!au

TAGS: nsfw, smut, fluff, ANGST, crack

WHO WOULD’VE THOUGHT picture perfect suburban neighbourhood couple, Mr. and Mrs. Kang would be at each others necks trying to kill each other first. You’ve both come this far in your marriage while hiding your secret identities, but it looks like only one person can remain standing. I guess you both did promise “in sickness and in health”. . .

— not yet in theatres . . .

ROMAN HOLIDAY ☆ | CS

TROPE: royalty!au, princess!reader x reporter!san, strangers to lovers!

TAGS: nsfw, smut, fluff, angst

AS CROWN PRINCESS, you’re on a tightly scheduled tour of European capital cities. But after an especially rough day in Rome, you sneak out of the embassy to explore the so called Eternal City, running into no other than celebrity news reporter, Choi San, looking out for his next big royal scandal. . .

— not yet in theatres . . .

10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU ☆ | SMG

TROPE: college!au, stoner!mingi, enemies to lovers!au, fakedating(?)au, y2k aesthetic

TAGS: nsfw, smut, fluff, angst, crack, slice of life

YOUR YOUNGER BROTHER Wooyoung is desperate in getting you, his older sister in college, to date so that he can finally date in highschool. The options for potential candidates are scarce, considering men flock away like birds the second you’re near. Good thing campus stoner and weirdo, Song Mingi is the same as well. . .

— not yet in theatres . . .

HOW TO LOSE A GUY IN 10 DAYS ☆ | JWY

TROPE: fashioncolumnist!reader x advertiser!wooyoung, y2k aesthetic, fake dating(?)au, enemies to lovers!au, mutual pining

TAGS: nsfw, smut, fluff, angst, crack, slice of life

LISTEN, IF IT MEANS getting a promotion at your editorial company as a news journalist instead of pop culture and lifestyle columnist, you’d do anything. And that includes pretending to be the most annoying and clingiest girlfriend to some guy for 10 whole days. But just so you know, Wooyoung likes clingy. . .

— not yet in theatres . . .

ROMEO & JULIET ☆ | CJH

TROPE: unrequited love, star crossed lovers!au, mutual pining, secret romance (shakespeare be rolling in his grave rn)

TAGS: nsfw, smut, fluff, ANGST

FOR CENTURIES, a plague of hatred and hostility has been present in the relations between the House of Choi and your own. You know you can’t be together, but yet why do you keep catching that dark haired boy staring at you so longingly? And why do you want him just as bad?. . .

— not yet in theatres . . .

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