#but also I don’t wanna change my locker again

[bugdogg]

Karamatsu is the sole reason we lost love I have decided so to fix this I will play as Choro next time

[willowcried]

KNEE DEEP IN THE PASSAGER SEAT !

18+ MDNI. just random thoughts/hcs of mine at 3am. english is not my first language.

⠀✶⠀ shauna is messy. she gets pussy drunk in seconds. holds your hips down and my girl doesn’t stop until she’s had enough. physical contact can soften her up though. caress her hair and face and you can convince her to slow down for a little bit, but she will take the chance to slide her fingers inside you just to still them immediately. you groan in frustration, "dont be such a tease." your fingers tighten around her brunette locks. she rolls her eyes, hiding the fact that she loved when you called her out like that. "or what? you’re gonna beg?"

⠀✶⠀ jackie is shy, hesitant. even if she’s done this a couple times already, she’s still going to take her time. kitten licks? oh, yeah, a bunch. but just when she’s getting started. once she’s confident enough, worked up due to your quiet whimpers, she will slowly wrap her arms around your thighs and make sure to rub her nose against your clit as she plays with your entrance.

“like that?” she looks up at you, a cocky smile in her pretty face.

“oh, god.” your head falls back, not being able to bare the eye contact.

“not god, baby. just me.”

⠀✶⠀ lottie is careful. she studies you. what turns her on is knowing how to press her buttons. she’ll never say it out loud but she’s so proud of herself when you writhe beneath her. you feel her lips curling up against your sensitive skin, it makes you smile too, the wet sounds she’s creating as she slides one hand up, reaching for yours.

she will hum, moan and groan against your cunt just to feel your thighs squeezing around her head.

“you okay up there, princess?”

⠀✶⠀ nat is hungry. she hasn’t stopped thinking about it since the first time she tasted you. she can be demanding at times, but, boy, she will beg you to let her eat you out.

she tilts her head, eyebrows raised, as she steps closer to you. “come on, doll—i’ll do that thing.” she tries again to convince you, sounding nonchalant, even though you can see how she slides her hands into her pockets to hide their shaking from you.

“you wanna eat me out at 9AM in the fucking changing rooms!?”

she shrugs, looking around. “well, i don’t see why not. no one here.” she smirks as the realization comes to you.

you crossed your arms around your chest, leaning your back against the lockers. “you drove us here earlier on purpose, you little shit.”

also, she totally leaves marks on your thighs and hips.

[ilythena]

Request: Jack and Luke go to an animal shelter to adopt a pet (cat or dog, which ever is your favorite) and Jack falls for the adoption counselor that helps them pick out the perfect pet

𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 | 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒

★SUM after Luke begs Jack to get a dog, he ends up lucky in more ways then one.

Fem!reader, straight fluff, no warnings! Kinda short tho, tbh I got too interested in Luke begging Jack for a dog 😭 req are open so don’t be shy to send in some, almost done w a lot of them just gotta find time to post em <3

♪ DIAMOND BOY - SZA

“Can you just hear me out-“ “no.” “Please! Just one!”

Sitting on the bed in Jacks room of their shared apartment, Jack throws his head back with an irritated groan. “Luke, I’m not going to keep arguing with you about this shit. We can’t have a dog. Who’s going to watch it? And clean up after it? We’re both professional hockey players and have zero time for an animal.”

With a pout, Luke hesitates before speaking again. “I’ll clean up after them! And I’ll spend all the time with them!” “Luke no. We have a game tomorrow. Go to bed.”

“Why am I even asking! I’m a grown man. I’ll just get one and bring it home.” “I wish you fucking would.”

Luke storms out of Jacks room and heads to his own. Immediately getting on his phone and ranting to Quinn about his problems, Jack turns his body and sighs.

“…what’s going on with the Hughes’?” “Apparently Jack said no to a dog. Luke’s not taking the rejection well.”

The two brothers glare at each other from across the locker room, Luke tightening his laces and Jack grabbing his stick. He mouths an ‘I’m not changing my mind. No dog.’ And Luke huffs before walking out.

“…..well, he’ll get over it soon.” Nico says, patting Jack on the back and he just frowns. “Why is he so insistent on a pet all of a sudden? I mean, you understand why I’m saying no right?”

“Yes, I understand. But I can also see his side. You two will come to a compromise eventually. Let’s not worry about this stuff and just focus on trying to win the game tonight, okay?” Nico says and with a nod, both boys walk out of the room and onto the ice.

Everything was going well at first, Jack had even scored a goal! But it’s like this week just wasn’t on his side. The opposing team began crushing them after the first quarter, swiftly taking out their team with a score of 3-1.

On top of the crushing loss, it was pouring rain outside. And his umbrella broke, which meant he had to walk in the rain, with his brother who’s mad at him, after he loses a game. Great.

Both boys get to the car cold and covered in water—not a word spoken between the two. Luke closes his door shortly after Jack does and it’s pure silence between the two. Jack starts the car and turns the heat up to the max before driving off and making his way home.

“Hey luke?” “…yeah?” “I’m sorry. I’ve been really stressed out and honestly I don’t think it’s good for us to be arguing over something so stupid. Maybe we should get something to eat-” bark! Jack’s eyes snap over to Luke and suddenly it feels like the car is at 100 degrees.

“What was that.” “What was what…?” Bark! Comes from Luke’s side of the car once again, this time Jack can faintly see something moving inside of his jacket.

“Luke.” “….listen! Do you see how hard and cold it it outside? Poor thing would have freezed to death out there!” “I told you no dogs!” “Look at her!”

Luke pulls the small puppy out from his jacket and you can see her shaking. Wet, cold, and obviously very lost.

“…what do we do now?” Jack whispers and Luke doesn’t answer, pulling the animal closer to his chest. After a moment of discussing what to do, the boys decide to just go home and sleep for the night.

“Hi, welcome in… how can I help you?” “We wanna adopt this dog-“ “no we don’t.”

Jack pushes Luke behind him and gently snatches the puppy from his hands, a sharp gasp cutting through the air when Luke feels the shove.

“Oh! Where did you find them?” “On the street, my brother couldn’t help but pick them up.” You gently take the animal out of Jack’s hands and inspect them for a second before looking him in the eyes. “I’ll have to do a cleaning and a check up for them, since they’re very dirty and I want to make sure the dog is healthy before I give them to you.”

Jack glances at you and when you two make eye contact all the anger he had directed towards Luke died down immediately in his throat. He quietly nodded and in less than a second, you were gone and in the back.

Another one of your coworkers came and got their information, and Jack had sat next to Luke in the small waiting area.

“…can we please keep the dog-“ “maybe.”

After what seemed like hours, you walk out with the dog put in a small kennel, handing it to your coworker. “Good news, puppy is very healthy! Bad news, you can’t keep her because she’s microchipped, which means she does have an owner.” Luke groans in disappointment, but his eyes flicker over to another dog playing through the window in a designated play area.

Jack notices this, and after standing there for a while, he speaks. “….are any of the dogs over there up for adoption?” “Yes sir! All the animals on the right side of the building are up for adoption. Are you interested in adopting today?”

“Um, yes.” Luke’s head snaps over into Jack’s direction. “That’s great! I’ll let you two look at the animals, and let me know if you decide to adopt.”

As you walk away, Jack looks at Luke and glares. “Don’t get too happy. I’m picking the dog.”

“Hello Mr. Hughes, how may I help you today?” “Hey. I know this is really sudden, but I think he’s sick! He’s been throwing up a lot.”

Jack drags in a golden retriever, who his brother named ‘Jett’ and he doesn’t look to well. Slouching and obviously very tired.

“Oh no! Here, follow me. I’ll get him onto the inspection table and I’ll check what’s wrong with him.” He follows you down the hallway with the puppy in his arms and sets him down gently onto the cold metal table.

Watching you take a stethoscope and check up his heartbeat and trying to listen into his stomach, his heart briefly stops when you call in your coworker to do an x-ray on the animal.

After getting sent to the waiting room and waiting an hour, his worried face shifts to confusion when Jett quickly runs out the door and in between Jack’s legs.

“So, I thought he had an infection in his stomach from some sort of food, but as soon as I officially set up the x-ray and tried to put him under it, he refused and went from looking sick to looking completely fine. My diagnosis is that he was trying to get your attention by being dramatic.”

Jack scoffs in disbelief and looks down at the golden ball of fur in between his feet, shaking his head and rolling his eyes.

“Wow. So I brought him here for nothing?” “Pretty much.” You try to hold back a laugh but fail miserably, smiling at the animal and preparing the register for his bill.

“Well, at least he’s okay! That’s all that matters.” You say and Jack lets out a brief chuckle before looking down at the machine.

“150 dollars?!” “Unfortunately, He did waste the supplies used to prep the x-ray machine…”

“Back again, Mr. Hughes?” “He was eating grass, I’m concerned he’s sick.” “You said that the last time you came in.”

It’s been about 4 months since Jack officially adopted Jett, and coincidentally his owners been coming into your clinic non stop for those past 4 months.

“I’m just looking out for him, what kind of owner would I be if I just let everything slide under the rug?” He grins and you scoff with a smile before leading him and his dog into a private room so you can “investigate” the problem with Jett.

The happy dog jumps up onto the table and rolls over, making a happy sort of huffing noise when you rub his stomach. After doing regular check up procedures, you can determine that there’s absolutely nothing wrong with Jett.

“As usual, there’s nothing wrong with your dog. Why do you keep coming in here when you know he’s fine?” Jett jumps on you and you can’t hold back a laugh when he jumps down onto the floor and stands in a playing position. You open the door to the dog play area and let him out to go socialize with the other dogs that stay in the clinic.

“Maybe I just wanna see the cute girl who works here.” “Well maybe there’s an easier way for you to do that instead of dragging him along with you and wasting your money.” Jack bites his lip into a smile and slowly walks closer to you with his hands into his pocket.

“Does that mean that maybe I can take you out on a date this weekend?” “Maybe it does.” You lean against the counter that holds all the paperwork and files in the clinic and take out a small slip of paper, writing something down on it before shoving it into his hands and walking back into a ‘staff only’ facility.

“ xxx-xxx-xxxx. I’ll see you this weekend, Hughes. ;)”

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I would have added my pink banner BUT I ran out of picture space….. sorry this ended so suddenly, I was struggling w how to end it!

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[jj-one]

FIRST TIME’S A CHARM.

this is smut, do not interact if under 18

pairing: sports au, football jock!boyfriend!han jisung x cheerleader!fem!reader genre/tags: smut, fluff, light angst (if you squint), reader is so in love with jisung it makes everyone sick, reader is a virgin, oral (f. receiving), fingering, piv, protected sex, use of pet names (baby, princess, etc.), typical nervousness of first time sex, cherry popping, multiple orgasms, spitting, dirty talk words: 5.1k

**old repost from my deleted blog

Feelings of melancholy plagued your heart this morning. You miss him. You want to touch him, talk to him, breathe the same air as him. Your boyfriend Han was your world. He hasn’t replied to your usual ‘good morning’ text yet and the waiting game was slowly eating you up. You have to get ready for cheer practice since tomorrow is game day but you were hoping that your boyfriend could walk you to the gymnasium. You dread going to practice sometimes but Han would always find a way to lift your spirits and make your mood instantly better.

“You need to give him some space y/n.. you know he’s busy, we can just walk together it’ll be fine!” Karina attempts to snap you into a reality check.

She was your roommate and also on your cheer team, she’s been one of your closest friends since you transferred to this school a few months ago.

“But he always walks with me! I’ll just wait for him to reply, what if he texts me while we’re walking there and then he-“

“Jesus Christ y/n, you should hear yourself talk the way you go on and on about this boy! Don’t you think you’re a little too obsessed?” Karina retorts, “Let’s get a move on, we don’t need to be late to practice for the third time in a row!”

Grabbing your arm in the process, Karina heads out the door with you to get going. You wanted to whine and complain some more but you decided to let it go since you don’t want to annoy your friend with anymore talk of your boyfriend. You could talk about him all day long, you never get sick of being around him, he’s just always so busy with football and other things that it’s hard to see him sometimes. Since the gym you were practicing at was near the football field, you’d hope to eventually run into him later.

Your boyfriend did ultimately text you back but not until your cheer practice was over. You kept messing up the routine and Mrs. Park, your coach was getting irritated by your lack of coordination.

“Y/n, what’s with you today?! I know you can do way better than this!” She snaps in front of everyone, your whole team was looking at you and the embarrassment fully sunk in.

You didn’t have much to say other than a simple “I’m sorry” and “I’ll try harder”, it was your fault that you let your inner thoughts cloud your ability of performing. You gave yourself a couple minutes to recuperate and stretch to join the team again, you couldn’t let them down since the stunt you had to do needed to be executed perfectly.

After cheer practice you read the texts Han sent you:

‘Heyyy babe, so sorry for the late reply :( I’ve been practicing all morning and didn’t get a chance to check my phone!’

‘I just finished, wanna meet in a bit? I’m with Chan and Changbin rn’

You were now grinning ear to ear from his reply, you’ve been waiting all day to see him. It didn’t take long for you to respond back to him enthusiastically.

‘Yes! Where are you??’

‘Still on the field but at the bleachers, meet me there’

‘Ok, coming now!!’

‘See you in a few ;)’

With almost lightning speed you make a dash for the locker rooms and changed out of your cheer clothes to go find your boyfriend. Karina wanted to tag along since she secretly has a crush on Changbin but doesn’t quite want to admit it just yet. Making your way to the football field, you see some figures in the distance sitting on the bleachers; presuming to be your boyfriend and his two friends. You picked up your pace practically sprinting at this point to go hug your boyfriend who was still in mid-conversation with Chan and Changbin. You didn’t even acknowledge or say hi to either of them, only focusing on the man in front of you now. You’ve been craving to see him all day and finally being able to hug him made the sadness you felt this morning dissipate.

“How’s my pretty princess feeling today?” Han says, still having you wrapped tight in a bear hug. His fingers stroked your hair as he felt you against him, words couldn’t describe how happy you were in this moment.

“I’m okay now that I’m with you!” You exclaim, nuzzling your chin into his broad shoulder.

Everytime he hugged or held you, it felt like the warmest place you could be. Nothing compared to his embrace, it electrified you in so many ways that couldn’t be spoken into words.

“Ugh! Could you guys get a damn room already? I’m sick of seeing you act all lovey dovey, makes me depressed that I’m still single!” Changbin teases the both of you. You know he was only joking but it made you want to be even more of a nuisance.

“Then turn around and look the other way, we’re not going anywhere!” Han fires back, now bringing his face towards you to kiss him. He plants his lips on yours and gives you a soft kiss, delighting you with the taste of his minty flavored chapstick.

“Mmm… that flavor tastes good Hannie, could kiss your lips all day!” You go back in for another kiss, completely forgetting that Chan, Changbin, and Karina were right there watching this whole thing go down.

“Alright, enough!” Chan interrupts you and your boyfriends almost near make-out sesh with a reminder of previous plans. “Are we still going back to my place for movie night? I didn’t buy popcorn and snacks for no reason!”

“Ah shit, I totally forgot about movie night…” Han face palms from the lack of remembrance.

“Can I join?!” You chime in, hoping that Chan will allow you in the group so you can spend more time with Han.

“Could I come too?” Karina asks, sitting next to Chan trying her best not to make eye contact with Changbin.

“Yeah sure, the more the merrier I guess!” He shrugs his shoulders.

You were glad Chan let the both of you come along since you didn’t know him that well, you only talked to him on a few different occasions but each time he seemed pretty chill. He was the football quarterback and was loved by pretty much the entire university, he was practically the leader of the football team and looked after everyone. Your boyfriend was also a very popular guy and was well-liked by all his pupils, he was a really good defense and took his athletic skills seriously. You were so proud of your boyfriend and everything that he’s accomplished so far.

“Alright, let’s get going shall we? My dorms not that far from here, should only be a 10 minute walk!” Chan says while standing up.

Everyone gets up from the bleachers to start heading in the direction of the dorms and Han takes your hand in his.

“You cold babe?” Han asks while walking, he sees you shivering a bit from the sudden cool breeze of the wind.

You were wearing a short sleeve t-shirt which probably wasn’t the best idea but you were rushing this morning. You simply nod your head to his ask, you could feel the goosebumps rising on your delicate skin.

“Don’t worry, here you go darling.” Han quickly takes the letterman varsity jacket off his body to bring onto yours. The jacket weighs you down a bit and it was completely drowning you but you didn’t care.

“You look so adorable in my jacket babe, always look so cute wearing my things.” He compliments you while holding your hand tighter.

You could smell Han’s scent on the fabric, everything about him felt like home to you. You’ve been dating for 4 months now, you transferred to this new university thinking you wouldn’t make any friends at all. As soon as you became a cheerleader Han noticed you straight away, he asked a few of the girls about you but you were new so they didn’t know much. He wanted to get to know you more so he went in to shoot his shot and ended up being successful, now you’re both dating and are essentially the school’s power couple. The most popular jock dating the new pretty cheerleader was the perfect recipe to get everyone around the school talking.

“We’re here guys!” Chan says while coming to a stop in front of the dormitory.

He opens the door to lead the way for you all and Han has his arms wrapped behind you plastering small kisses to your cheek. You giggle as you walk inside to see more people sitting on the couch. It was some more members from the football team who joined for movie night but you and Han weren’t actually planning to watch movies with the rest of them.

“Let’s go somewhere else, yeah?” Han whispers in your ear, his voice sending a chill down your spine.

You agree to his ask and Han tells everyone that you’ll both be back before the movie starts getting good. Chan couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at the fact you both casually go into his room, he adds one last piece of advice, “make sure to use protection guys!”

Han doesn’t comment back at that, only reacting with a chuckle and heading towards the bedroom.

Chan’s room was your typical early twenties, frat-boy style living quarters. Clothes spread all on the floor, a couple posters adorned the walls, and the bed was unmade with a few textbooks on top. It was everything you’d imagine it would be, nothing in the slightest bit romantic.

“Wow, what a lovely choice to make our grand escape!” You said sarcastically, looking around at the tornado of a room it was.

“Hey, mine is way worse and you don’t even complain!” Han retorts, throwing the textbooks off the bed.

“That’s because I clean your room every time I come over!”

You sat on the bed with Han beside you, he snaked his arm over to wrap you into another tight hug. You feel the hardness of his chest against you and the sounds of his heartbeat produced butterflies in your stomach. You’ve been waiting to be alone with your boyfriend all day and now that the time has come you can’t keep your lips off him. You brought your face closer to his and sealed his lips to yours, his short brown locks tickled your forehead in the process.

You’ve been thinking about the next big step in your relationship— sex. Sex was what built the foundation of (most) relationships, it only proved how much you love your partner deeply. You wanted to give Han your everything, you’ve never wanted to do something more in your life. As you slowly break away from the kiss, you make sincere eye contact with your boyfriend, his eyes shown nothing but endearment for you.

“So I’ve been thinking about stuff lately…” you trailed your eyes away for a second, not feeling so confident in yourself anymore.

“Thinking about what?” He asks attentively, his eyes were still glued onto you, you could feel the intensity of his stare.

You had either two options: tell him how you really feel and what you actually want or you can save this for another time. You went with the latter and chose to keep it to yourself.

“Never mind… I’ll tell you later maybe, or another time.”

This doesn’t sit too well with Han. He likes when you’re open with him, honesty has always been a huge thing for him and when you act reclusive towards him he gets worried.

“No babe, just tell me. I promise I won’t judge you— I never do! I just want you to feel comfortable and be able to share anything with me.” His hand rubbed your thigh gently which made you feel more at ease and much calmer.

“I think I’m ready to take the next step with you.”

“Next step?” Han replies with confusion, “You mean as in like getting married? I think we’re a bit too young for that right no-“

“No Ji, I meant like I’m ready to have sex!” You finally admit, the look on his face became utterly priceless.

“Oh— really? What made you decide that?” He wonders curiously.

He knew for a long time that he was ready to have sex with you but just never mentioned it until you gave him the green light. He’s never pressured you into doing anything you didn’t want to do, make-out sessions with him would get super hot and heavy sometimes but that still didn’t stop him from not pushing your boundaries. He knew you were a virgin and that it would take time for you to make a decision as the relationship progresses.

“I just love you so fucking much Ji, I wanna give you my whole body, want you to be my first.” You bring your hand to his, moving it to your breasts for him to feel you.

His hand squeezes your boob gently, causing you to gasp at the light action. He cups his whole hand around it and juggles it in his palm, smiling at your beauty.

“You have the most perfect tits.” Han says in almost a whisper, still admiring your presence.

Both of his hands now playing with your boobs as he massages them through your t-shirt, you couldn’t help but go back and kiss his soft lips. The kiss grew more passionate as time went on, you couldn’t stop kissing those precious lips of his, you wanted your face attached to his 24/7. You got on top of him now, tangling your fingers through his luscious hair whilst your tongues glide against each other. He removed one of his hands from your breast to go grab your ass, squeezing your left cheek firmly.

“Lay on your back princess” Han says, instructing you as you lye back down on the bed. You aren’t sure what he has in mind but it can’t be anything innocent.

“What do you want to do to me?” You ask, pressing your thighs together to feel something.

“I want to make you feel really good…” He continues in a sultry tone, “I’m going to make you feel so amazing baby.”

His mouth goes back onto yours, kissing almost roughly this time. Something was taking over your boyfriend and it was turning you on incredibly. He plastered a few more wet kisses to your chin and neck, leaving trails of his glistening saliva all over you. Not a doubt was going through your mind, just undying love and devotion to your boyfriend.

“I love you so much y/n, you know that?” Han says reassuringly, you know he loves you but hearing it still made your heart flutter every time.

“I love you so much Hannie!” You probably loved him more than yourself at this point.

His hands roamed your half naked body once he rid you of your t-shirt and sports bra. His soft, tender touch was enough to drive you crazy and he’s barely done anything yet. You held your breath as his fingers danced across your skin, your brain was completely fuzzy and only filled with desire. You tugged at the end of his shirt so he could take it off and he obliged, pulling it from the top and lifting it over his head. You get a full clear view of body, that beautiful body of his, you wonder how a man can be shaped so gracefully. He had the most broad shoulders, chiselled abs and muscles, but his waist was so pretty and tiny. It didn’t make sense how one could be built such a way but he was perfect, his physique truly mesmerized you.

You go in to feel his muscles, his biceps were absolutely to die for, every time he flexed you swear you could hear your kitty purring down there. He was just so hot, you needed to taste each and every inch of him.

“Want you so bad…” you trace the lines of body, fully enamored by your gorgeous boyfriend.

“I’m all yours babe.”

Han lazily brung his hand to the waistband of your pants, fumbling with the button to take them off but was struggling a bit.

“Here, let me help you.” You guide him in the right direction and he successfully unbuttons them.

Once your pants are off he slides your underwear down past your knees, his face lights up at the sight beneath him. You were nervous but didn’t want to tell him that incase he stops, feeling a lump in your throat now forming.

“Let me know if you want me to stop at anytime.” You loved that he was always making sure you were 100% okay with everything he did.

You nod and let him continue doing his thing, he captures his lips with yours one more time before a hand creeps up your inner thigh. His fingers lightly brush your folds and you shudder from the sensitivity. He smirks into the kiss as he presses a single digit against it, gathering your slick nicely.

“Your pussy feels so wet, I can’t wait to be inside you darling.” Han says after parting from the kiss.

His finger glides between your wet folds, feeling your warm juices gush onto him. He makes a V shape with his fingers to spread you open now, getting a better look at your heat. He licks his lips at the sight, wanting nothing more than to get a taste of you. He inches his head closer to your core and spits on it, watching the saliva run down as he licks a long, slow stripe to your cunt.

His mouth becomes suctioned to your clit as he runs his tongue all over it, slobbering against you whilst holding your hips in place.

“Fuck! So good, so good, so good…” you couldn’t stop moaning, the pleasure was just hitting you all at once.

Your eyes were about to roll to the back of your head and your legs were shaking from Han’s insane pussy eating skills. You felt your chest cave in from all the intense pleasure and just when you thought it couldn’t get any better than this, you were in for hell of a treat. One of his digits entered you, now fingerfucking you. You elicit another moan for him as his tongue picks up a quicker pace, his tongue flicks your nub viciously. His finger slips in and out slowly and adds another digit to make you gasp louder. The feeling of your boyfriend stretching you out for him was amazing, you felt your release coming by the second.

“I- I feel weird Ji..” you try to explain how you feel right now but you just can’t describe it. It felt as though you had to pee but you know you didn’t actually need to.

“It’s okay princess, it’s normal. Trust me, just let go. I promise you’ll feel so much better after baby.” He stopped what he was doing for a moment to encourage you.

His words made you instantly let go, you whimpered from the feeling of his mouth on your clit again. You rocked your hips forward to grind against him while he ate you out, playing with his hair and slightly pulling it once you felt yourself cumming. Your hips shook rapidly around him, his eye contact never broke off with you and it made you lose your mind. You mumble under your breath, trying your best to contain your orgasm but everything came crashing down violently. Han could taste your sweet essence on his tongue as he lapped up all your juices, not letting any of you go to waste. He kept himself buried between your shaky legs and pulled his fingers out, leaving you with an empty feeling.

“You ready for my cock babe?” He finally lifts his head up from your dripping cunt, his face fully soaked from the action he just performed.

“Yes, need you so bad Ji.. want you to pop my cherry.”

You looked at him with the most seductive eyes, he bit down his lip at what you just said. You know exactly how to make him feel the most special, he was special to you though, this whole moment meant everything to you.

“I’ll be gentle with you princess, I’ll try and make this as painless as possible for you.” He kisses your forehead and captures your lips in his.

He gets up momentarily to go find a condom in one of Chan’s drawers and quickly comes back. He undoes his pants to pull them off along with his boxers, opening the wrapper with his teeth and pulling the condom out to slide it on.

“I don’t usually like condoms,” Han explains “but since this is our first time I don’t want to scare you.”

You giggle at that comment, you don’t know the first thing about sex and all of this is so new to you. You’re just glad you have an experienced boyfriend that can help make this easier for you, it made you feel a lot less awkward.

“I guess I’ll have to get on birth control soon then?” You were willing to do anything for him at this point.

“It’s your body y/n, I’m not going to tell you what to do. You make your own choices.”

It was sweet how even right now he’s only thinking about how you feel, he really does care so much about you. Han repositioned himself to be between your legs again, his cock was now pressed along your folds. He gives you another kiss before asking one last time,

“You ready to do this?”

“Yes! Please hurry, I’m getting impatient!” You whine, wanting to finally feel what it’s like to take dick.

“Okay, okay, I’m just making sure you really want to do this!”

He rubs his cock against you, sliding it up and down to collect more of your wetness. You bite down on your lip, waiting for the real moment to transpire. His hand rests on the end of his cock, guiding it to your entrance, he prods your hole gently. A rush of pain inflicts your body from the feeling of just the tip stretching you, you could only close your eyes at the sensation.

“Let me know if I’m hurting you at all.” Han continues pushing himself in.

The more he inched inside you, the more painful it became. It felt as though your whole body was on fire, everything felt so strange to you. You endured the pain in hopes of it becoming better soon, you didn’t want to worry your boyfriend. You feel the size of his cock growing in you, the constant throbbing was making you dizzy. You held onto him tightly, not wanting to let ever go of him. You clench around him as he attempts to fully fit his entire cock but you wince at only half of him inside you.

“Fuck, you alright baby? Did I hurt you?” He studies you with concern, stopping immediately to gauge your body language.

“You’re so fucking tight, even though you’re soaking wet I can still barely fit my cock inside.”

Your face turns red as a tomato, you don’t know what to say and you’re getting too flustered.

“Awe, is my little princess feeling nervous? I told you it’s okay, I’ll be here with you every step of the way, I got you.”

He holds your hand in his, tentatively caressing the inside of your palm, he brings your hand up to kiss it and gave you a warm smile. He continues sliding more of his cock in and is eventually able to get most of himself settled. Your mouth is wide open once he begins slowly thrusting in you. The pain was starting to go away now, just slightly. You focus on the feeling of his length in you, you try to relax your muscles the best way you could. You feel so full, so stuffed, his cock fully immersed in your sweet cunt.

“You feel so good around me princess, just wanna fuck your tight pussy all night long..” he groans while picking up his pace, the discomfort comes back to you now, you wriggle around to make the burning sensation go away.

“Is it supposed to feel like this Ji?” You croak, trying your best to be good for him.

You know that Han would never judge you but you still felt insecure about your performance in the bedroom.

“It’s only going to hurt for a little bit, just keep thinking about me darling, think only thoughts of me.”

You can feel a knot in your stomach form now, his cock slamming into you deeply was making you see stars. You gnaw at his neck to bite down softly, you couldn’t hold in your emotions anymore. The pain was now fully gone again, the intense pleasure washing over you like a tsunami. You kept your eyes tightly shut to feel all of him, focusing on what he told you when he said to think only thoughts of him.

“Your cock feels good Ji, I love how feel inside me!” You cry out to him, arching your back against the bed.

You’ve never felt anything like this before, it all felt too good to be real. He increases his rhythm as he thrusts into you, fucking into your little virgin cunt harder. Your pussy twitches around his cock, you feel that need to pee like when he was eating you out.

“I- I think I’m gonna… cumming…” you could barely get a coherent sentence out. All you could do was continue digging your nails in his back and moan out his name.

“You gonna cum for me princess? Do it. Want us to cum together for our first time.” Han throws his head back as he keeps fucking you. He was bucking his hips in a sloppier motion now, indicating that he was getting close like you. It only took a few more pumps of his cock to get you to form a large ‘O’ with your mouth, your jaw stayed locked in place. Your walls contract around his thick cock and you gasped for air as you lose your breath.

“Ah, fuck y/n!” Han almost says with a growl, his chest feels heavy as he releases his load into the condom.

He continues thrusting slowly into you while gently massaging your breasts. You let go and feel your second orgasm approach, feeling waves of ecstasy throughout your whole body. You were both heavily panting, staring at each other with nothing but complete passion. Han collapses onto you, his sticky and sweaty body rested on yours. His cock was still buried in your cunt, you didn’t want this moment to ever be over.

“So how would you rate your first time?” Han asks while propping his head up, “on a scale of 1 to 10?”

“I’d say a 100/10, I’ll remember this day forever.”

You snuggle up against him, completely forgetting that you had your first time with Han in Chan’s bedroom.

“Well… maybe it could’ve been better if we did this in our rooms.”

“I agree, but hey there’s always next time!” Han finally pulls out of you and notices tiny droplets of blood on the condom.

“Oh my god babe, I popped your cherry!”

You were shocked that even happened since you didn’t feel anything inside you tearing, guess it was a myth that you could feel your cherry pop. Han looked so stoked by this discovery and you wish you could engrain the look on his face in your brain. You just giggle at his actions and give him another chaste kiss, cuddling with him and forgetting the rest of the world around you.

“I think we should head back out soon, they’re probably thinking what the hell we’ve been doing in here for so long.” Han gets up from the bed to go and put his clothes back on.

“I hope we weren’t too loud!” You say, grabbing your clothes to get changed too.

“If they heard us don’t worry about it, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. They’ll probably congratulate me by how much noise you were making!”

You blush once again by what he said, you can’t believe you just lost your virginity, you don’t feel any different physically but you feel way closer to your boyfriend than ever before. You felt like the luckiest girl in the world to have such a loving, healthy, and supportive relationship. Han Jisung really was the light of your life.

Coming out of Chan’s room felt the walk of shame. You couldn’t face any of his friends or Karina in the living room, they all instantly turned their heads to face you. Changbin started clapping loudly and everyone else followed suit after, you knew this was going to be embarrassing but this just felt like pure torture.

“Congratulations bro! It was about time you finally both got some!” Han’s friend/teammate Minho shouts.

Your biggest fear came true, everyone heard absolutely everything.

“Did you guys really have to fuck in my bed though? I just washed those sheets last week!” Chan exclaimed, giving him the evil eye.

“Hey, I don’t kiss and tell! Whatever happened in that room stays in that room.” Han brings his hand to his lips to make it look like he sealed them.

All the guys keep teasing him and you couldn’t stop blushing, maybe you should’ve waited to have sex in one of your dorms since Chan will probably never let him live this one down.

“You missed the movie anyway, might as well just leave and go for round 2!” Chan jokes.

“That actually doesn’t seem like a bad idea… thanks. Let’s go y/n!” Han links your arm around his and speed walks out the door.

Now that you were no longer a virgin, it didn’t feel all that odd to you as you thought it would be. It actually felt nice knowing you lost it to someone you love so much, someone you care so deeply out. It may not have been in the most romantic atmosphere which you’ve always pictured losing your virginity in a much better setting. However, you’ll cherish this special day with Han because even if it wasn’t the ideal scenery you had in mind, it was still a reminder that you had such a strong, beautiful connection with your lover.

[priyajoyyy]

Meangirl!clarisse la rue - concept [part 1]

Part 2 [here]

Mean girl!heavily inspired by renne rapps Regina George!Clarisse la rue x fem!shy!kinda a doormat!Reader

Concept for a mean girls Regina George style Clarisse and nerdy doormat reader because I'm to scared to write my first imagine rn lol

May do an actual imagine for this if it’s wanted

Warnings:

reader is kinda Aphrodite coded because I’m bias to my own cabin, but nothing is actually mentioned because it’s a school au, this is also based off of American schools but I’m British so there’s a mention of prefects because I don’t know the American equivalent 😭, poor writing (this is my first tumblr concept please be nice to me), mean!clarisse, bullying, a lot of jealous!clarisse

Meangirl!Clarisse who runs the school with an iron fist and looks so good while doing it and newgirl!reader who has no idea what she's walking into when she transfers school.

Meangirl!Clarisse with silena as her bestie and Chris as her ex.

Meangirl!Clarisse who’s captain of the football team and newgirl!reader who successfully tries out for the cheerleading team so Meangirl!Clarisse gets to watch her jump around in a tiny skirt all practice.

Meangirl!clarisse, silena and Chris all having lockers next to each other (she threatened the prefect in charge of locker assignments and had them put the three together while her and Chris were dating) and opposite newgirl!readers locker.

Silena as cheer captain who watches Meangirl!Clarisse stare at newgirl!reader everyday and who tries to get her and newgirl!reader together behind her back.

Newgirl!reader who watches Meangirl!clarisse at her locker every morning because she has a crush on her, and is way too scared of her to ever instigate anything with her.

Meangirl!Clarisse who sees this and thinks newgirl!reader has a crush on Chris so flirts with him by his locker just to piss newgirl!reader off because she’s lowkey jealous (even if she doesn’t realise) and they’re both just like, wtf? And silena who is so disappointed.

Meangirl!clarrise who eventually makes out with Chris at a party (that silena practically forced newgirl!reader to go to, she only went because she scares her too) right in front of her, and newgirl!reader is still like, why tf do you keep doing this shit like I don’t wanna see that??

Meangirl!clarisse who watches luke flirt and ask newgirl!reader out and not realising she’s too scared to say no so goes on a date with him.

Luke who changes his mind the next day, sporting an unusual bruise under his eye, while Meangirl!Clarisse walks around with a not so unusual bruised knuckle and bruise on her cheek.

Newgirl!reader who can’t drive yet so waits for her mum to pick her up after cheer everyday,

And Meangirl!Clarisse who makes excuses to stay later so that she can watch Newgirl!reader shiver in the Carpark and make a flirty comment to her as she walks past on the way to her car, with no one around to see.

Newgirl!reader who just stares, blushes and occasionally says a small thank you in response to her comments.

Silena who needs a lift home one night and makes Meangirl!clarisse to give Newgirl!reader her jacket, forcing Newgirl!reader to interact with Meangirl!Clarisse the next morning to give it back.

Meangirl!Clarisse who was late to school the next day because silena delayed them, not being able to see Newgirl!reader till practice,

And Meangirl!Clarisse who would never say it out loud, but who was thanking silena the entire time as she smirked down at Newgirl!reader stumbling over her words explaining why she had to wait to give her the jacket because she couldn’t find her all day,

And Newgirl!reader who was shellshocked and blushing while her crush told her not to worry about it, and to keep the jacket again tonight because it’s cold again.

Lowkey love this but still scared to write an actual imagine lol

Part 2 is out [here]

[houseofripley]

HEYY

Can you do a rhea x fem!reader story where rhea and reader are in Highschool and have both had feeling for eachother for the longest time and both haven’t confessed but all that changes because rhea ask reader to prom and they end up kissing and it leads to something else (ifykyk😏) (smut n a lil bit of fluff too🙏)

Starry Prom Night

Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: 18+ SMUT, Kissing, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Scissoring, Praise, Cheek Cupping & Kissing Galore, INSANE PLOT BUILDING FOR NO REASON LOL SORRYYYYYY IM A YEARNER (im serious this is like 67% plot building)

WORD COUNT: 3,731

A/N: this is just pure sapphic yearning on my end LMAO anyways anon i had so much fun writing this even though its all over the place!!!

also can you tell where i got impatient with all the plot building lol

“Rhea, I seriously don’t know how many more of these cheesy signs I can’t take. I think I’m gonna go insane.” You grunted, rolling your eyes to the back of your head. 

Prom season was in full swing. It was third period and you had just witnessed what had to have been the seventh promposal of the day. This year would be the mark of your and your best friend, Rhea’s senior prom. Senior prom was a date thousands of dreamed about, wanting to show up and show out one last time before waving goodbye to their highschool years. 

Every girl except you and Rhea. You both despised the thought of prom. Why would any sane person spend hundreds of dollars on an outfit just to spend their night drenched in sweat in the school gymnasium? 

Fuck that!

“Romeo O Romeo! Will thou spend your Saturday night with I, drinking punch next to the locker rooms?” Rhea mocked, elbowing your arm. 

You shook your head, pressing your lips together trying to keep your laughter silent. The commotion of classmates was soon drowned out by thoughts as your eyes met Rhea’s, causing your tightened lips to curl into a small smile.

Rhea’s blue eyes never failed to warm you. Everytime you gazed into those beachy eyes you were brought back to the day you first met the girl. Seventh grade, first period, language arts. A quiet blonde girl sporting a Pierce The Veil shirt was assigned to sit next to you. Nobody knew anything about the girl besides the fact she had just moved basically across the globe. You spent the entire period thinking of what you could possibly say to her, because what do you even say to a kid that was just relocated from South Australia all the way to some shitty suburban town? 

“Cool shirt.” 

And it fucking worked somehow. You were immediately attached to her hip. The two of you grew closer with each day that passed. You were inseparable. She was everything to you. Sleepovers every weekend. ‘Study’ sessions that were spent play fighting with each other. Singing pop-punk songs at the top of your lungs till your throats were raw. Dying your hair the same shade of blue at three in the morning. She was even at your side while your parents scolded you the morning after for said blue hair. 

Jesus Christ. Lost in her eyes again? Snap out of it already! 

“Yo, Alice in Wonderland, you okay?” Rhea playfully questioned, breaking your trance by poking at your thigh.

“Just…thinking. That’s all.” You softly chuckled. You were telling the truth, you were just thinking. Just thinking about her. Thinking about her touch, her hands, her pierced nose, her lips, her stupid cool shirts. 

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“Jesus, someone’s eager to get out of here.” You laughed, trailing behind Rhea who was booking it over to her small black Lexus.

“Dude, can you blame me? It’s like everyone has some sort of prom fever. I am not letting it catch me.” Rhea complained, ducking into the vehicle. 

You made your way to the passenger side of the car before hopping into the seat next to Rhea. “I counted eighteen of those damn signs today.” You babbled, resting your arm on the center console before trailing on, diffusing the topic, “Anyways, let’s go thrifting or something. I don’t wanna go home.”

Rhea shrugged in agreeance before pulling out of her parking spot. She knew things were tough for you at home. You had recently come out as lesbian to your parents. They weren't unsupportive but they weren't exactly supportive at the same time which had built quite a bit of tension in the household. You came out to Rhea just about two years ago, who was more than supportive. She was your number one defender, always there to threaten whichever classmate that dared to ridicule you.

You knew absolutely nothing about Rhea’s sexuality. Hell, even Rhea knew nothing about her sexuality. She only knew one thing, that she liked you. She didn’t even know when she caught feelings for you, it was like the sentiments were there since the moment you first spoke to her. She hoped as time went on the flutters she’d feel for you would pass on but recently she couldn’t seem to even push the mere thought of you out of her head, it was killing her.

The drive to the nearest thrift shop was comfortably silent…silent if you ignored the Black Veil Brides cd Rhea had blaring…

Entering the store the pair of you let out scoffed laughs as the first thing catching your attention was a large display of second hand dresses. Shaking it out of your heads and ignoring it at first you carried on to wander the isles, grabbing whatever caught your eye to try on later although you’d inevitably end back up to the racks of long dresses. You weren't a big fan of dresses but you wanted to waste as much time as you possibly could, so you decided to browse the gowns with Rhea. 

She pulled a deep maroon dress, the form fitting glittered bodice was paired with a looser, more freeing skirt. “Try it on!” Rhea pushed, shoving the dress into your arms.

“I’d look so stupid in this.” You gave Rhea a bewildered look.

“Oh c’mon just try it!”

“Rhe’ when have you ever given a shit about this stuff?”

“Dude you’re the one that wanted to waste time here…” Rhea playfully scorned, diverting your question.

“Urgh, I hate when you’re right.” You huffed, shuffling towards the dressing room. 

“How ridiculous do I look?” You pouted, opening the door of the changing room before shuffling to the closest mirror.

Rhea stood behind you, peering over your shoulder as you silently studied yourself in the mirror. You looked at Rhea through the mirror as she opened her mouth to speak but stopped herself in her tracks. “I mean it’s cute but where in the world would I wear this?” You shrugged, adjusting the straps as Rhea chewed on her cheeks.

“Wear it to prom.” Rhea timidly broke her silence.

“Why would I go to prom, Rhe’? First of all it would be so lame and second of all I’d have nobody to go with. I’m just gonna put this back.” You mumbled, turning to make your way back into the changing room.

 A hand grabbed your wrist, stopping you in your tracks. “Go with me…” Rhea blurted out, sounding scared of her own words. Her statement caused you to turn to face her with a puzzled expression, Rhea herself even looked surprised at what she just said. Fearing your rejection she quickly added on, “Ya know, like as a joke and stuff. We can make it not lame…”

“As a joke?” Your heart that was skipping beats just seconds ago was immediately let down. 

“Yeah. It’s just a stupid idea we don’t hav-”

“No, let's go…as a joke.” You interrupted Rhea’s nervous deflection. “We’ve got nothing better to do.” You shrugged on watching Rhea’s anxieties fade into the distance as her classic cheeky smile crept upon her face.

After you swapped out of your dress you returned to Rhea who was holding up a silky black dress with a deep slit in the skirt. “This’ll work. I’m too lazy to try anything on.” She chuckled while shrugging.

“That's ballsy Rhe-Rhe.”

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Tonight was the night, you were sat atop Rhea’s bathroom counter, finishing up your makeup while Rhea was shuffling around her closet searching for a pair of shoes. It had been four weeks since Rhea ‘asked’ you to prom and you simply couldn’t keep your mind off it. Although you two planned this whole thing as a joke, something shifted ever so slightly between the two of you, maybe it wasn’t a joke, who knows. Rhea had your heart in your throat at every moment and you were the topic of every thought that popped into Rhea’s head. More than ever the both of you were head over heels for each other, just terrified the other wouldn’t reciprocate those shared feelings.

Your parents were completely unaware you’d be attending prom. You had informed them you were staying with a friend before immediately storming off to Rhea’s house. Rhea’s parents hadn’t a clue either, they were under the impression tonight would be just another night of the two of you doing nothing for hours then sneaking out to go for a drive at three in the morning. There truly wasn’t much reasoning behind this secret, you guys just wanted to have this night for yourselves without pestering parents. 

“Urgh! At this point I’m gonna go barefoot!” You could hear yet another pair of shoes be tossed to the floor. You slid off Rhea’s counter, stepped out of her bathroom and over to her closet. She was already in her dress tearing through a pile of shoes on the floor. “What has gotten into you Rhe’?” You leaned against the doorframe laughing at the fact that Rhea of all people was stressing over shoes. 

 Rhea rolled her eyes ignoring your banter. “Would it make me a hipster if I wore converse?”

“Oh absolutely, I dare you!” 

“You know I will,” Rhea retorted, picking up a black pair of the canvas shoes.

You chuckled before turning to return to the bathroom, letting Rhea know you were gonna change. You got into your dress with ease up until you came to the zipper on the back. You groaned in annoyance, reaching behind to your back attempting to wiggle the zipper to no avail.

“Rhe’, can you help me real quick?” You asked while popping your head out the door.

“Hm? What’s up?” Rhea turned around and questioned before making her way up to you, trying to keep her gaze from falling down to the hand placed on your chest, keeping the dress from completely slipping from your body.

“Zippers stuck,” You pouted, turning around. Rhea’s hand swept across the base of your neck, sweeping your hair to the side. You watched her through the mirror as she began fumbling with the metal, ultimately getting it to slide up your back.

After an awkward exchange of bashful looks the two of you finished getting ready in each other's company. You sat next to Rhea slipping into your shoes while she tied off her converse, took a handful of polaroid pictures together, then eventually snuck out Rhea’s window to begin your hike to the school.

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“Ouu! Ripley’s got a date!” Was whistled out by a classmate as you and Rhea made your way down the congested hallway, making Rhes roll her eyes.

“Shut up dickhead! We’re here as a joke.” Rhea rebutted, flipping the guy off as she carried on down the hall. 

Here as a joke but her flushed cheeks and sweaty hand gripping yours told a slightly different story.

“Dickheads always running their mo-” Rhea muttered, stepping into the crowded gymnasium.

“Shh. It’s fine, you shouldn’t worry about them.” You cut off Rhea, giving her hand a squeeze as you examined the starry night themed room. The area was dimly lit by blue leds and strings of fairy lights. Blue curtains decorated with paper stars draped over the majority of the walls while an array of tables adorned with bottles of fairy lights surrounded a dance floor full of teenagers.

You both seated yourselves near the stage where a live band was playing. Your legs pressed against one another as you fell into an array of conversations. Thirty minutes had managed to sneak by before your meaningless conversation was cut short by your biology teacher.

“You girls gonna sit here and chat all night? Go dance!” 

“But dancing is lame, Mr. Brown.” Rhea groaned while you both turned to face the man.

“I promise you that in ten years you’ll regret not doing anything at your senior prom. Seriously, go dance!” Your teacher stood behind you giving his words of advice. Rhea peeked over to you looking for your opinion. You gave her a ‘why not’ shrug before rising from your seat.

“But I don't even know how to slow dance.” Rhea whined to herself under her breath as she stood up. “If we have to dance, we’re dancing in the corner cause I’m gonna look stupid.” She stipulated.

You guided Rhea over to a secluded section of the dance floor near a wall, reassuring her that you also had no clue on what you were doing. 

“We’ll just do what everyone else is doing, Rhe’.” 

“I think this right,” Rhea unassuredly giggled with a racing heart, taking a hold of your left hand while wrapping her free hand around your waist. You shook your hair to cover your flushing cheeks as you brought your right hand to rest on her shoulder. The pair of you began swaying to the music while trying to hold back laughter, both in slight disbelief at your current situation. Prom was the last place either of you ever expected to be attending.

You were already trailing back into the pit of those sapphire eyes, drowning out all external noise you missed Rhea humming about how beautiful you looked. You were too occupied taking in the essence of your childlike crush to take notice of the grip Rhea had on your waist tightening. You were fully prepared to stare into those eyes all night, but Rhea was eager to run a risk.

A set of warm lips fell onto you abruptly, pulling you by the waist into a desperate kiss. All five senses rushed over your body, sending a rush of adrenaline through your bloodstream, placing you in awe too shocked to move.

Rhea forced herself to pull away, letting a sigh of relief out before the panic settled in, “Shit. I, god I’m so-”

Your thoughts had just now grasped what just happened.

This was a kiss that spent years in the making…you were not just gonna let it end like that.

Your hand slipped to the back of Rhea’s head, pushing Rhea back into the kiss, forcibly putting an end to her apology. She immediately fell back into your lips, closing her dilated eyes. While her tongue slid across your bottom lip begging to deepen the kiss, her hands slid up to cup your cheeks. Time slid away as the two of you fell into each other in your isolated corner of the gymnasium.

Rhea pulled herself from your lips breathless, her parted lips forming an open smile. She wanted more. You attempted to collect your thoughts while catching your breath. Both of you were attempting to draft a response while gazing into each other, because what do you say after tasting your best friend of five years?

“Cool.” You nodded

Rhea shook her head scoffing out a laugh, still making an attempt to regulate her breath. She took grip of your hand, giving it a squeeze before beginning to pull you into the hall without speaking a word.

“Wher-”

“Just follow me!” Rhea cut you off, rushing through the halls as she dragged you behind herself, both of you trying not to stumble over your dresses. 

She halted in front of the nurses office before fiddling with the keypad on the door, “God bless modern technology,” She muttered, managing to get the door open as you watched in disbelief. “Don’t even ask.” She chuckled, scanning the hall to make sure you were in the clear before tugging you into the room.

Once Rhea’s foot forced the door shut her lips directly got to work pinning themselves to your neck, nipping at the delicate skin. 

“Shit Rhe’, there might be cameras.” You pushed through a stunned whine. 

“There's none…” Rhea couldn't even pull her lips away from your skin as she spoke, “Wouldn't stop me either way, I’ve waited too long for this.” She grunted, dragging her kisses to your collarbone. “Now please tell me I can keep going.”

“I don’t think I could ever tell you to stop.” You pulled Rhea’s face to meet your eyes, whispering your confession. There was no need for Rhea to open her mouth, the look on her face alone told you that was exactly what she needed to hear.

“You have no fucking clue how long I’ve waited for this.” Rhea growled, grasping your cheeks as she pulled you over to the nurses twin sized treatment bed. 

She brought her legs to straddle over you, lowering her chest to hover over you. Rhea was attached to you like a dog, her lips were sloppy against yours as her hands snuck to pull up the skirt of your dress. 

Rhea brought herself between your legs, in a rush to finally get a taste of your core.

“Please…I’m begging you, please don't make me wait more than I already have.” Rhea looked up at you pleading.

Your heart was in your throat as you fervently nodded. “I wanna hear your voice,” Rhea begged, whispering out your name.

“Rhea, please just do anything, I need, I need you.”

With that said she hurriedly slid your panties down your legs, tossing them to the foot of the bed. Rhea was making it clear that tonight was her time to shine.

“Fuck, you’re perfect…” Rhea murmured, awed at the sight of your soaked cunt. Her arms tangled themselves around your legs. After years her tongue finally made contact with your delicacy, she preached a string of curses, finally getting what she was after. You propped yourself on your elbows to catch the sight of Rhea exploring your brand new world. You could feel a smirk between your legs as her eyes met yours, thirstily watching you watch.

“Tastes so good.” Rhea praised, sweeping her tongue through your folds before bringing herself to round your clit. You chewed on your cheeks to hush the moans escaping your throat as Rhea wrapped her lips around your sensitivity, allowing her to lightly suck at your skin. Your legs made an unsuccessful attempt at wrapping around Rhea’s head only to be overtaken by her hands, prying them open, giving her full access to devour your aching heat. 

The stealthy addition of two fingers into your emptiness was only amplifying the wobbly knees her mouth alone had created. Her fingers began steadily massaging into you, causing an arch to form over your back. The mixture of Rhea’s roaming tongue and grinding digits already had a knot forming in your stomach.

“Fucking Christ Rhe’, where the fuck did you learn all this.” You struggled out through moans. Rhea let out a soft chuckle as she continued to take your clit into her mouth, rolling her tongue piercing over your sensitivity.

Rhea gave your cunt one last kiss before she brought herself to face you. Now that Rhea had finally gotten a taste of your mouth she couldn't get enough, she had to return for more. Your lips once again blended together, your moans now slipping into Rhea’s mouth as her fingers curled inside your core. 

“God, you sound so beautiful.” Rhea admired, pressing her warmed forehead against yours while her digits continued toying with your clenching walls. Her thumb was soon added to the mixture of pleasure as it rubbed rhythmic circles over your bud. 

“Rhe’, I want to feel you against me,” You opened your eyes, pulling from her kiss while your hips rolled against her working digits. “Please.”

Rhea nodded, her eyes full of adoration, she’d do whatever it took to please you no matter if it took minutes or hours. She let her fingers come to a declined pace before withdrawing from your warmth. She stood up, licking her fingers clean before riding her dress up her legs and dropping her panties. She rushed to return to the bed pulling your leg into the air before propping a leg of hers next to your hip.

Rhea settled her heat against yours, letting out a heavy breath. She gradually started rocking her hips against you, mixing your slick together. You watched as the new sensation of pleasure washed over her, causing her jaw to drop open and her eyes to roll to the back of her head. 

“Just…just like that.” You whimpered as you began to grind your hips at a matching pace, chasing towards your climax. Rhea’s arm clung to your leg that was situated in the air for support as the sound of quiet moans and the rustling of dress fabric bounced around the room. 

“Feels so good, fuck.” Rhea quickened her motions, moaning out the nickname she created for you through heavy breaths.Rhea pushed herself further against you chasing her own high as you squirmed beneath her grinds. 

“Rhe’, I’m gonna cum.” You whined out, reaching for a hand to cling to. Her hand met you halfway, instantly taking you into her grip she pulled you up to meet her face. She was back to those oh-so passionate kisses she could now never get enough of. “Please, Rhe’!” You cried against her, her movements bucking against your cunt.

Rhea nodded into your kiss signaling for your release, her own climax just seconds away. Your series of moans brushed against Rhea’s lips as your orgasm washed over you, hers quickly following. Muffled whines echoed around the room as Rhea’s thrusts against you faltered.

After riding out your highs together, Rhea squeezed herself next to you on the tiny bed and rested her hand on your thigh, giving it a soft squeeze. “I swear to god if you say cool.” Rhea looked over at you giggling. 

“Unfair!” You joked, resting your head against Rhea’s chest. You both fell into silence simply taking in the moment, reflecting on everything that had just happened. Rhea peppered small kisses to the top of your head as you toyed with the fabric of her dress.

“We should probably get outta here before somebody finds us.” Rhea suggested, breaking the silence.

“Wanna go dance again?” You teased as you turned to face her.

Rhea quickly shook her head, “I’m never gonna dance again. I was so bad.” She laughed, “How about we go find a parking lot and makeout under the stars, hm?”

“I seriously would have never expected you to be all smoochy, Rhe’.”

“Look, I have like five years of kisses to make up for!”

[despairots]

━━━━━━━━ i thought i’m all you wanted. PART 3 FOR IN ANOTHER ANOTHER DIMENSION!

earth 1610! miles morales x gn! spiderman! reader x earth 42! miles morales. angst and fluff if you squint! you guys are so supportive and sweet ily guys all 🫶 here’s part 3 for ‘in another another dimension’ this is more like a filler between earth 1610 miles and you with glimpses your miles!

im sorry if guys didn’t want a filler but i felt like i was neglecting 1610 miles so here u go, eat ur food!1!1!1!! i have two other projects with atsv, if you wanna be on my taglist just tell me! also lol, if you squint really hard at the gwen part where it says she died by a heartache it was meant to be a heartbreak which you can actually die from

where miles morales was your boyfriend and died in your dimension ‘cause you couldn’t save him in time after he was pushed off a building. where earth 1610 & earth 42, you’re dead ‘cause you got pushed off a building. or in which, earth 42 and earth 1610, can’t lose you to eachother. in which, you couldn’t help but have a sense of protectiveness over miles, you can’t lose him again.

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you couldn’t help but cling onto miles, afraid that he would disappear again. you watched how he ranted to you about his interest, almost reminding you about your miles.

and then reality dawned on you, this wasn’t your miles… and no matter how hard you tried to shake it off, you couldn’t.

ever time you looked at him, he reminded you so much of him to the point where you almost lunged yourself at him to cry yourself to sleep in his chest.

you loved him so much that you would do anything for him back, and you did but this wasn’t him, this was someone else. they may have the same voice, same looks, same interest, the same love for you, but this wasn’t him.

he wasn’t yours, yet.

you smiled at him, leaning your head more against your legs that were propped up with your arms that were wrapped around it, watching the way his face crinkled when talking about something he disliked.

the way his eyes would widen when talking about something he liked, the way his voice got higher when talking about his parents, and the way his mood would change when talking about you.

“[name]?” his voice snapped you out of it, making you look him in his eyes and straighten your posture, “yeah—“ he hugged you, tightly with no signs of letting go.

“i miss you so much.” his grab tightened, his head shoved into your shoulder as the words came out muffled.

your eyes drooped at his words, you wanted to say you missed him, you really did but this wasn’t your miles, and you weren’t his [name] but you loved him so much.

“i’m not your [name], miles.” your soft tone made him weak to his knees, “i know.” you could feel his body shake in pain, knowing that you weren’t the one he grew up with and was pining for.

“but we could start over.” you pulled away, his head in your hands as he leaned against your palm with a warm look in his eyes, “i would like that.” he kissed the inside of your palm, trying to feel that you were real and not just a dream.

“but can you tell me about your miles first?” he held your hand in his, rubbing his thump on them whilst you blushed due to the affection.

“y - yeah, why not.” you squeaked in embarrassment as you looked down to avoid his eyes, those eyes that you fell in love with.

to be honest, you thought you buried those memories deep within his grave, never wanting to talk about it to anyone but with him? the exact carbon copy? those memories came flooding.

miles slammed your locker, scaring you as you yelped and felt his arm snack around you, “miles!” you hissed at him, feeling his laughter muffled beside your ear.

“what’s wrong, amor?” he pecked behind your ear making you groan and face him with a frown, “don’t do that, you idiot!” you slapped his shoulder with a small smile.

“but i’m your idiot.” he wiggled his eyebrows at you with a grin on his face, “you’re so cliché, stop it.” you scoffed, leaving the school with him by your side and an arm thrown over your shoulder.

you two were probably the most known couple around brooklyn, always seen around places while on dates and having picnics at parks. people thought you two would’ve gotten married.

until the accident.

miles showed you a placed where he would throw his creative with his uncle and sometimes he would come here alone to spray paint a few images of you.

and on the ground was a blanket with a food and a picnic basket, above it was another blanket being held up with buckets, firelights were on and music was playing the background.

“how romantic.” you giggled and pecked his lips while he had his hands on your waist with a warm look in his eyes, he was quiet almost to quiet, scaring you.

“miles?”

“are you spiderman, [name]?” the question made you choke on air as you stuttered, “w - what!? no, i’m not— i mean no, miles, i’m not.” you awkwardly laugh while rubbing the back of your nape.

“why are you lying to me, [name].” miles sighed, holding your cheek in one hand as you stared with wide eyes, “i’m not lying to you!” you denied multiple times.

miles frowned, his hand placement staying still as he looked down to the ground, “do you not trust me?” he asked with a tone of betrayal, “i just… i didn’t want you to get hurt.”

he scoffed, “well i’m hurt now that you lied to me.” you stumbled on your words as you tried to reason with him, saying that you couldn’t risk losing him and that you loved him.

“if you really loved me, why didn’t you tell me?”

“i - i told you this! i didn’t want you to get hurt! i don’t want to lose you! i…” you remembered the first time you ever lost somebody.

your bestfriend, gwen stacy. she died from a heart ache, she liked you but you always had eyes sight on miles, she died cause you didn’t feel the same. it was all your fault and now…

“i don’t want to lose you like i lost gwen.” water pricked your eyes as your hands formed a fist before you looked right back at him, “please, you have to understand that i don’t want you to get hurt since you knew my identity.”

miles sighed and dragged a hand down his face, “i just… i just need time to think about this.” he left without another word, giving you one last, deep kiss as he left you there.

the next day you didn’t see him, you thought maybe he skipped today before you saw him with his best friend, ganke.

it hurt seeing him ignore you and it was for sure the main gossip. you weren’t able to talk to him until the faithful night where he took miles’ life away, and on that day you swore to get revenge.

you sniffled, holding in the tears that were gonna burst as miles watched with pity. he placed his hand on your cheek, wiping the tears that were threatening to escape.

“he was just like you, but more cocky and smug. he would’ve been alive if i just told him earlier.” you gritted your teeth in despair and closed your eyes.

miles brought your head closer before plastering a chaste kiss on your forehead making you widen your eyes, “i can’t change what happened, but i promise you, i won’t leave again.”

those words, those same words your miles told you when you two started dating. you felt a sudden need to protect him, from miguel, from anyone, you can’t lose him again.

[snuggerudism]

Can you do a Gabe imagine pls? Can it be a childhood friend's trope pls?

For as long as you could remember, Gabe Perreault had been a constant in your life. You had met in first grade, the curly haired boy coming up to you, with your tiny pigtails, and insisting he sat next to you. What came next was a friendship that had only grown stronger as each year passed.

You went to every hockey game of Gabe’s that you possibly could, and tagging along on each other's family vacations.

You weren’t sure when things shifted, but ever since you had arrived at Boston College for freshman year, something had been different. A good, but also scary different.

Seeing girls flirt with him makes her sick now. A year ago, she would’ve given him a thumbs up and a smile as encouragement, but now she can’t stomach it.

——

It’s a Friday night, and instead of going out to a party, you’re sitting in Conte Forum, watching Gabe’s hockey game, just like every weekend they have a home game. You’re his so-called ‘Good Luck Charm’, deemed when the one game you didn’t go to ended in a loss for Boston College.

Ever since then, you were to be present at every Boston College hockey game, with Gabe’s jersey on, per order of him, Ryan, and Will.

You make your way over to the locker game to see Gabe, like every time. Media is done, and Gabe should be walking out the door any minute now.

“Y/N!” Ryan shouts, running over to you. You spot the familiar brown curls walking behind him, and your stomach flips. “Did you see my goal? It was so sick, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah, it was cool.” You respond halfheartedly, meeting Gabe’s eyes. Ryan shoots you a knowing look, but you swat him.

“Gabe-o!” You shout, throwing your arms around him. His arms go around your waist, steadying the both of you. Butterflies erupt in your stomach. “You looked like a rockstar out there!”

“Thank’s Y/N/N. You brought us good luck, just like I said you would,” His arms are still around your waist, and the butterflies are multiplying rapidly. “The team and girlfriends are going to the bar tonight, you in?” He looks down at you, and you look up at him.

“Sounds fun. I should probably change out of this though, put on something nicer.” You point down at the jersey.

“Oh, you don’t wanna wear my jersey to the bar?” He mocks fake hurt, his million dollar smile spreading across his face.

“I don’t think this exactly screams ‘bar attire’, so I’m gonna have to say no.” You giggle.

“Fair enough. We can swing by your dorm and then head over.”

“Perfect.”

——

The bar is crowded, and Gabe has a tight grip on your hand, in order to not lose you. He’s deep in conversation with Ryan, while you are talking to Ryan’s girlfriend who’s leaning up against him.

You chose not to drink tonight, instead having a diet coke with lime. Someone needs to make sure that everybody finds a safe ride home tonight.

Gabe is not drinking either, figuring you’re gonna need help with rounding up everyone and getting them back.

“Have you told Gabe you liked him?” Ryan’s girlfriend speaks a little too loudly. She’s drunk, and you can’t blame her. Ryan’s eyes widen, and you squirm out of Gabe’s hold.

“Oh, um, look at the time. I should go.” You all but sprint out of the bar, ignoring Gabe’s shouts behind you.

“Y/N, Y/N, wait!” He shouts, but they fall to deaf ears.

“Gabe, go back to the bar. Your teammates need you,” You yell back, not losing your fast pace. But Gabe is faster, and he lifts you off the ground, despite your feet flailing around. “Put me down, now!”

“Sorry, can’t. Not until you stop yelling at me.”

“Please, spare me the embarrassment. You can never speak to me again, just don’t laugh at me.”

“Was she telling the truth? Do you like me?”

It’s a heat of the moment decision, but you decide it’s now or never. Surging forward, your lips meet his, and his hands fall to your waist, pulling you oh so close. It feels like magic; like a years worth of lingering feelings finally coming to a crash in the best way possible.

“Does that answer your question?”

“Yeah, it does.” He goes in for another, hands still on the small of her back to keep them both steady. It feels right, and nothing else could make either of you happier.

[wrotethisat12]

Old habits

pairing: Natasha Romanoff x reader

request:

Hiya! Is it possible for you to do a y/n x Natasha where y/n sometimes gets teased by her teammates as a joke . The result for that is that she ends up throwing up what they eat this started at a young age aswell so its like a relapse ❣️

can you include Natasha also seeing sh scars and she gets worried but y/n has been clean for a while so they tell her that.

Thank you!

Length: medium?

Tw: pûrg!ng, mentions of past s3lf harm, eat1ng d1sorders, mention of fire (metaphorically), ummm a comment about somebody’s ass at the beginning too.

this can be interpreted as either platonic or romantic, I didn’t specify the relationship. Not proofread.

please if you ever feel like this I have open dms and open arms I’m here for you, please find some help.

“Ooh, you’ve got some ass to grab, L/n!”

You tried to hide your flinch. They don’t know. They didn’t mean it. Calm down. You kept running, ignoring the comment of your teammate, who was sitting on the edge of the field with sweaty hair and a Nalgene water bottle. I am beautiful. I am healthy. I am loved. You repeated the affirmations that your therapist, Miriam, had taught you.

By the time you had finished your laps, most of the burning wildfire in your head from the comment was gone. You sat down next to your teammates and laughed with them, drinking your water.

“Hey.” Natasha, a fiery redhead, had finished her laps and sat down next to you. The two of you had never been close, having just met each other this year, but she seemed pretty nice. You turned towards her.

“Guess I beat you this time,” you said.

“this time.”

when the rest of the team finished running, one of you ordered pizza, and you all ate it next to the field.

nononono don’t- you took a bite of it, eyes nervously glancing around to see if anybody had noticed your struggle.

No one. Good.

after dinner, you took your time in the locker room, making sure that you were the last to leave. Before you left, you went into one of the bathroom stall and, as quietly as you could, rid your body of its dinner.

———

Nat’s pov:

through the rest of the week, Natasha noticed a change in you. You could never finish your laps before her, often ending last, you avoided everybody, and you always left last. She was beyond worried.

one night, she decided to stay late to see what was happening. She stood on the toilet seat of the far right stall, where no one ever went because of an unsavory amount of spiders, and peeked through the crack. She saw you step out of a shower and walk into a stall. Then, after a minute or two, she heard gagging noises.

Oh no. She realized what you were doing and the blood drained from her face. She rushed into your stall, which you had not bothered to close. Powerless to stop you, she kneeled behind you and hers your hair back, a hand on your shaking back.

Your pov:

this had become a routine. Soccer, dinner, food, purge. This Friday, as usual, you had done the regular pattern, and now you were here, bent over the toilet again.

a hand pulled your hair away from your face and then a matching one settled on your back. Who the fu- when you were done, you pulled your head away from the toilet shakily.

a pair of green eyes looked at you, forehead tight-knit with worry. Natasha grabbed a piece of toilet paper and wiped off your mouth. After that, you leaned against the side of the stall. Natasha did the same, wrapping her arm around your body, which was still shaking.

“so… you wanna tell me what’s going on?” Natasha asked.

“I… I did this a lot, back in middle school and high school. But my parents found out when I was fifteen, and they made me go to therapy. I got better. But now…”

“so… what happened?”

“Carol and Maria… you know how they kind of hit on everyone on the team?”

Natasha nodded.

“so…” your cheeks heated up from embarrassment and shame. “They made a comment about… me having more butt than I used to…” tears started to slip from your eyes, and you expected Natasha to walk away.

surprisingly, she did no such thing. She pulled you into her chest, where you sobbed unapologetically.

When you were done, you sat up straight again.

“I’m taking you out to dinner,” Natasha told you, “and you’re gonna stay with me the whole time after, okay?”

you nodded and stood up to wash your hands and rinse out your mouth. When you reached the sink, you rolled up your sleeves.

you heard a gasp from Natasha. She ran over to you and made you sit down on a bench by the lockers.

“are these new?!” She asked, gently holding your forearms in her soft hands. “Please, are you cutting yourself?” Her hands were shaking, as well as her voice.

“Don’t worry, Nat. I’m not cutting, I’ve been clean for two years now.” You hugged her.

“Okay… thank god… and I’m proud of you. For two years. My sister had a struggle with self harm, and… it was really bad, to see her like that.”

“I understand… I promise, Nat, I’ll try to get better.”

you washed your hands, picked a restaurant, and drove off in Natty’s car.

[mvltixcc]

Girls Like Girls - Robin Buckley X Cheerleader!Reader

Summary: Robin has a crush on the new girl in town. Y/N is also a new member of the cheer squad, which means Robin sees her all the time at games and other school events. Unfortunately, Robin is put in a tough situation. She's scared to talk to her because the cheerleaders have a reputation of being mean girls and she fears that Y/N may not feel the same. Little does Robin know that Y/N does not appear as she seems. Y/N becomes best friends with Eddie, which seems unlikely at the surface due to different social circles. This leads to rumors of course and word spreads like wildfire here at Hawkins, which then makes Robin's feelings even more confusing. After hanging out with Steve and the gang, Robin starts to see a different side to Y/N. Will they end up together or will they just remain friends?

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Chapter 8

Things had been a little peaceful at school since the night of prom. Chrissy and everyone else involved in the paint prank got suspended for some time. Eddie was the happiest about this as the ones that were suspended picked on him more than anyone. When they were finally able to come back, they had to issue an apology to you and Robin, anyone that was hit with the paint, and the janitors as well. Their parents also had to pay for the banners to be replaced as some were splattered with paint. Everyone dreaded the day they were coming back to school. No one knew how things were going to be once they came back. Would things go back to the way things were? Would things change for the better? No one knows and that thought alone scared a lot of people. 

You knew that people could be cruel just for the fun of it or because they could be. But for Chrissy, you knew it was deep rooted. You never excused her behavior because she still treated people horribly and you always stuck up for those she picked on. Chrissy picked on people because she wanted others to feel just as miserable as she was at home. You knew of this secret, but never told a soul. While you were on the cheer squad, everyone thought you were like her and the other girls that followed in her footsteps. But the difference between the two of you, is that you would have never stooped to the level that Chrissy did by using a secret against her. While she should be punished for her awful behavior to others, it wouldn’t be by your hands. Her karma would come and that day came sooner rather than later.

A few weeks had passed before the big day that no one looked forward to. You and Robin had walked into school and were immediately met by Principal Higgins. 

“Good morning to you both, I need you to follow me into my office please.” He said sternly. You and Robin followed hesitantly. 

“Here we are.” Higgins said as he held open his office door. “Please take a seat.” You entered and saw Chrissy sitting there. You sat down and Robin followed.

“I think you both know why I’ve called you in here.” He stated looking at the three of you sitting before him. You all nod in response. “The floor is yours Ms. Cunningham.”

Chrissy let out a sigh. “I’m sorry for potentially harming you and trying to ruin your prom night by dumping a bucket of paint on you Carrie style. It was immature of me to do and it will never happen again.”

“Now that wasn’t so hard was it?” Higgins asked.

“Is that all you needed us for?” You asked. You didn’t want to hear anything from Chrissy and Robin sure as hell didn’t care either.

“Uh yes, that’s all.” He said taken a back.

“Okay then, well we better get to class. Our exams are coming up and I don’t wanna miss anything.” You say standing up. Robin followed after you as well as Chrissy. “Hey, I’ll meet you there.” You told Robin, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.

“What are you-” Robin began to ask but then soon caught on as she saw Crissy at her locker. “I’ll see you in class, just be careful.” Robin gave your hand a gentle squeeze. You nodded and parted ways.

“Cunningham, wait up.” You said making your way over to the girl.

“What do you need?” She asked softly.

“I need you to do me a favor.” You stated. She nodded for you to continue. “Chrissy, I know you have shit going on in your life, but it’s no excuse to treat people the way that you do. Maybe this will teach you to be kinder to people. Now, I want you and your friends to also apologize to Eddie for they way you’ve treated him and leave him alone for good.”

“Yeah I can do that. I’m sorry once again.” She said with sincerity in her voice.

“Oh and one last thing.” You said, moving closer so that only she could hear you. “Stay the hell away from my girlfriend or else we’re gonna have some serious problems.” She nods to you and you make your way to class.

“Everything okay?” Robin asked as you walked into class. 

“It should be now.” You say giving her a small smile.

“What does that even mean?” She asked with concern. 

“Good morning class! Today we will be doing more study packs to prepare you for your final exam! This time you can pair up in a group, just make sure you are actually studying this time!! The final exams are a big portion of your grades!” The teacher stated. 

“Yeah Eds!” You joked to him. 

“Hey!” He laughed. 

You, Robin, and Eddie grouped up and started to work on the packet for the rest of class.

“Hold on, why the hell does Greg have so many damn apples?” Eddie asked jokingly. 

“Really Munson, THAT'S what you’re worried about?! Not even finding the root of X to find out how many apples he ate?” Robin laughed.

“Oh I‘m sorry, are you telling me that if someone had THIS many apples you wouldn’t question it?!” He replied.

“No you goof, maybe they really like apples. Did you ever think about that hmm?” Robin teased back. The two of them continued to banter back and forth the rest of the period.

“So are we still on for Hellfire tonight?” Dustin asked Eddie. 

“Of cour-” Eddie started to say.

“No!” You interrupted. “You have to study Edward!” 

Eddie let out a large groan. “Can’t I just wing the test like I do every year?” 

“Look how far that got you dude.” Jeff said.

“Ugh fine, I’ll study.” Eddie sighed. 

“Perfect! It’ll be you, Nancy, Robin, and myself. We’ll meet at my place after school. Just make sure you bring your books this time. Oh, and snacks too!” You say. 

“Yeah yeah yeah, I’ll bring the snacks. Don’t I always?” Eddie joked. The rest of you continued to eat your lunch until the bell rang. 

Normally you would have gym right now, but since it was still a mess from the paint they granted everyone a free period. You went to the quiet little spot that Eddie showed you when the two of you became friends. It was in the woods just outside of the school grounds and it had a little picnic table. How it got there you still aren't sure. You knew Eddie used it for his deals, but you used it to be by yourself and clear your head. Before you made your way there, you stopped by your car to grab your Walkman and your headphones. You laid on the seat just listening to your music and staring up at the trees, just thinking and enjoying the nature around you. Those thoughts were soon interrupted by a thud. 

“There you are, peach!” Eddie exclaimed as he stood above you. 

You turned off your music and began to sit up. “Here I am!” You giggled. 

“What are you doing out here all by yourself?” He questioned as he sat next to you.

You moved closer to him and set your head on his shoulder. “Just thinking.”

“Thinking about?” He asked.

“Life and how crazy it’s been.” You chuckled.

You both sat together like this until your watch alarm went off. “Well we better go, don’t wanna be late for class.” You stated standing up from your seat.

“Yeah I guess you're right.” Eddie said following you back to the school.

 For the next month, You, Robin, Nancy, and yes even Eddie studied your asses off everyday after school until it was time to take the final exams. 

“Y/N, what if I fail again?” Eddie would often ask you. To say he was nervous about taking the exams would be an understatement. 

“You won’t fail them Eds, you can do this! I know that all of this is really scary, but you’ve been doing well with the practice tests that Nancy printed up for us. I believe in you.” You always tried to reassure him. Despite what people thought of Eddie, he was actually really smart when he set his mind to it.

“I’m just scared I’ll fail again.” He said with a frown.

“Eddie, I’ll be here to support you no matter what. I’m always here for you.” You said giving him a smile to cheer him up.

Once it was finally test week, you all decided that once all the exams were done and you had gotten your grades back, you’d have a big get together of some kind. You would still have your usual traditions with Robin which helped the both of you relax during this time as well. The four of you were confident you would pass, well Eddie not as much, but he was still confident nonetheless. 

“How do you feel, Eddie?” Nancy asked as Eddie approached your group. You all had just finished the last exam.

“Relieved to be done with it.” Eddie said as he let out a sigh.

You were sitting on the hood of your car with your arms wrapped around Robin. “Well what do we do now?” You asked.

“I guess we just relax and wait to get our grades.” Nancy shrugged her shoulders. 

You wouldn’t find out about your grades until next Friday when they sent the results in the mail. Just another week, that wouldn’t kill you right? Well maybe not you, but for Eddie it would eat him alive. All he wanted to do was walk across the stage with his best friends and make those he cared for proud of him. He wanted to feel accomplished, he wanted to show those that doubted him that he COULD do it. 

“Well why don't we meet up on Friday and we can look at our grades together?” You asked. Everyone nodded and agreed to the plan. 

“Well on that note, I’m off to take my girlfriend to lunch! I’ll see you guys on Friday!” You stated hopping off the hood and jumping in the car with Robin. 

“Where are we going for lunch?” Robin asked as you drove.

“Mm I was thinking maybe I could pick up a pizza and we could just hang at my place, how does that sound?” You asked, grabbing her hand gently. 

“That sounds perfect to me.” She said, squeezing your hand and flashing you a smile.

“I do have to make a quick stop before I grab the food though.” You had pulled into the parking lot of the video store. 

“What are we doing here?” Robin questioned.

“You’ll see, stay here beautiful I’ll be right back.” You say giving her a quick kiss. Robin sat and waited in the car upon your return. 

You arrived after a few minutes with a brown bag in your hand. “Alright, you ready to eat?” You asked starting the car again. Robin, still confused as ever, just stared at the item in your lap. You noticed her looking puzzled at your lap and handed her the bag. "Take a look. It’s a gift for Steve.” 

Robin looked in the bag and let out a snort. “Oh he’s gonna hate you for this.”

It was finally the next Friday and you were on the way to the Wheeler’s residence with Robin to open the letters that held your grades. You pulled in the driveway to see Eddie had already arrived. You parked the car and the pair of you made your way to the door. Nancy was already standing there waiting for you both. “Come on, let’s go!” She exclaimed.

“Well someones impatient.” Robin remarked. 

“You haven’t seen Eddie for the past 10 minutes, he’s been pacing back and forth waiting. He’s kind of a mess right now!” Nancy continued as she led the two of you to the basement where Eddie was in fact pacing.

“Oh thank god, let’s get this over with!” Eddie said.

You all stood in a small circle and opened your letters at the same time. It was silent for what felt like forever, even though it was probably just a few seconds. 

“Yes!” Nancy cheered, she had obviously passed.

“Oh thank god!” Robin sighed in relief. She had passed as well.

You had also passed the exams. Now all that was left was Eddie’s results. He just stood there with a blank expression on his face which worried you. “Eds, what is it?” You asked him.

“I- I um.” He spoke softly.

“Well did you pass or what?” Nancy asked. 

“I passed.” Eddie said in disbelief. 

Nancy and Robin looked at him with wide eyes while you pulled him in for a hug. “I knew you could do it, Eds, I’m so beyond proud of you!” You hugged him so tight. 

He hugged you back. You could hear him sniffle and shake a bit. All he ever wanted was to make someone proud of him and feel like he did something good. And the fact that it was coming from his best friend made him feel special. You both pulled away from one another and you wiped away his tears.

“Congrats Munson!” Robin praised, giving him a high five.

“I guess this calls for a celebration!” Nancy exclaimed. 

There was a big party planned at Steve’s house later that night. After all the hard months that you all had put into studying, you all deserved this. Music was going, people were laughing, the energy was good. Everything was perfect. “Oh I almost forgot something, I’ll be right back.” You announced. You made your way to your car and grabbed the gift you had gotten Steve last week. You made your way back to the party and everyone looked at you with a puzzled expression. 

“What the hell is that?” Sam asked.

“It’s for Steve, go ahead and open it!” You say handing him the bag.

“Aww you shouldn’t have, that’s so sweet of-” He smiled as he opened his gift, that smile soon faded. “Alright, I take it back. Screw you Y/N!” He joked.

“What is it?!” Everyone asked with anticipation.

Steve pulled it out of the bag to show everyone, Eddie let out a snort and his drink shot out of his nose. It was a copy of Carrie on VHS. 

“Now why the hell would you get me this Y/N?!” Steve asked jokingly of course.

“What? You said you had never seen it before!” You laughed. Eddie couldn’t stop laughing, he found it truly hilarious. 

While everyone was inside, you pulled Robin outside to have a moment alone with her. You sat at the edge of the pool, the very same spot that you two had confessed your feelings for one another. “Hey pretty lady.” You say, giving her a small kiss on her nose. 

“Hi there, beautiful.” She giggled. “You having a good time tonight?” She asked.

“I’m having an even better time now that I get to sit here with you.” You laid your head on her shoulder. You both had your feet in the pool and just sat and talked.

Robin started to go on about a movie that she had seen the other day and you couldn’t help but just stare at her and smile. She looked beautiful with the moonlight beaming on her. You were thinking about her cute freckles and how you could kiss them for hours on end, how her eyes sparkled when she was talking about the things she was passionate about, and how when she wears her hair up like she was tonight, there was always hair in front of her face and you’d have to move it out of the way for her. She was just perfect to you and was everything you had ever dreamed of. 

She noticed you staring at her and stopped talking about the movie. “What? Oh god, is there something on my face?” She asked frantically, wiping her face. 

You moved her hands out of her face and just held them in yours. “No no, there’s nothing on your face my love.” You giggled. “I just- I just love you so so much. More than anything in this world. You’re my everything Robin.” 

“I love you too, so damn much.” She smiled and kissed your forehead. You both sat there in silence, just enjoying each other’s company in the cool night.

“And with that, congratulations class of ‘86!” Principal Higgins announced. You and the rest of your classmates threw your caps in the air in celebration. The auditorium was roaring with cheers and clapping from all the loved ones that had attended. Everyone had piled out into the parking lot and soon you met with your grandparents.

“We’re so proud of you darling!” Said your nana as she gave you a hug and a kiss, your papa following soon after. You thanked them and looked around for your friends and Robin.

 “And there he is!” Your nana exclaimed as Eddie and his uncle Wayne approached you. She pulled him in for a big hug. Your grandparents loved Eddie as if he was a part of your family. 

“We’re so proud of you Eddie!” Eddie could barely talk, he was fighting back tears all day. He just nodded in response, they knew what a big day this was for not just you, but for Eddie as well. Wayne had the biggest smile on his face all day. He loved and adored Eddie as if he were his son. He couldn’t be more proud of him. 

Before you and Eddie met up with the rest of your friends to celebrate your achievements, you pulled him aside to have a moment with him. 

“Eddie, I’m so beyond proud of you and how far you’ve come. You deserve great things in life, truly you do and I hope you know that. I’m so incredibly grateful to have met you and to have you as not only my best friend, but as someone that I consider family. You mean so much to me, I love you so much Eds.” You say to him. 

He couldn’t hold his tears back anymore. He began to sob and you pulled him in for a hug. You don’t know where you’d be without Eddie. Yes, Robin was your girlfriend, but Eddie was your person. Just like Steve was to Robin. 

“Okay, I think I'm good now.” Eddie said, pulling away from the hug. You handed him a tissue to wipe his eyes and blow his nose.. He didn’t want people to see him be vulnerable, that was a private moment for him and only a few people got to see him like this. You were one of them. Eddie trusted you more than anyone and he knew that you would never judge him or pick on him for the way that he was. He gained his composure and you both made your way to the rest of your friends to continue the celebration.

You and Robin sat in your usual spot in the field at the park having a picnic. It was her turn to pack the lunch and whenever it was her turn, she ALWAYS made sure to pack your favorites. You both had finished eating and were currently laying your head on Robin’s stomach while painting her nails. You giggled to yourself as you saw the tanlines where her rings were. 

“Can I tell you something?” She asked.

“Of course you can my love!” You say looking up at her. 

“I uh, this is gonna sound so stupid. Promise me you won't laugh at me okay?” She said with nervousness.

“I would never laugh at you baby.” You reassured her.

“Well before all of this-” She said, waving her hands around, indicating that she meant everything before you. “I used to think- oh god, I used to think that you were mean and scary.” 

You sat up from your spot and looked at her. “Me?”

She looked down, like she was embarrassed. “Yeah…”

“Now why would you think that you goose?” You chuckled.

“You said you wouldn’t laugh!” She chuckled a bit.

“I’m not laughing at you, I promise! You’re just silly is all! Was it because I was a cheerleader?” You asked.

Robin nodded.

“Well am I still mean and scary now?” You ask as you tickle her. You both fell over and you continued to tickle her. 

“I surrender! I surrender!” She laughed. You both chuckled together for a bit before just laying there. You moved a piece of hair out of her face and pulled her in for a kiss. Robin smiled into the kiss, she was truly happy. The kiss lasted for a bit longer until Robin pulled away. “I have something for you.” She said softly to you. She sat up and pulled a gift she had packed out of the basket. 

“For me?” You ask sitting up. She handed you the gift and you kindly took it from her. You opened it and gasped at what was revealed. “No way!! You didn’t!” You exclaimed quickly unwrapping the rest of the present. Robin giggled. She had gotten you the entire Lord of the Rings book collection, including The Hobbit. 

“This is perfect, thank you my sweet angel!” You thanked and gave her another kiss. 

“You’re very welcome, I wanted to get you something special for graduation. I know you’ve been wanting to read all the books and now you don’t have to borrow Eddie’s beat up copies anymore.” She chuckled. It was true, Eddie’s copies had been through the ringer, he’s read them so much.

“I may have also gotten you a gift.” You say turning to your bag and grabbing a box with a bow on it. 

“What is it?” She asked with a confused look on her face.

“Well open it and find out silly!” You chuckled.

She opened the box and her face lit up. “You remembered!” She said with awe. 

“Of course I did, I was there when it broke, remember silly?” You had gotten her a new chain since her last one broke while at a cookout at Eddie’s. 

“Thank you baby, I love it!” She thanked.

“Here let me help.” You had her turn around so you could help her put it on. “There, it’s perfect.” You say as she turns back to face you. You both stayed there for a while before it was time to meet everyone at the new ice cream shop. 

“What took you guys so long?” Sam asked as she pulled you in for a hug. 

“Yeah?! What were you two doing hmm?” Eddie teased. 

“Okay calm down, we were at the park!” Robin laughed.

You all stood in line and waited to order your ice cream. There was a good amount of people there already waiting or eating their frozen treat. “Is this place even any good?” You asked. 

“Yes!” The younger ones exclaimed in unison.

“How do you know? I thought this place was brand new?” You questioned.

“It was actually a shop in the mall before it had burned down.” Steve stated. You nodded your head to show you understood. “You know-”

“Oh hey would you look at that, we’re up next!” Robin interrupted. You looked at her with suspicion. 

Once everyone had their ice cream, you found a table and sat down. “Hey guys-” Dustin started as he motioned toward Steve and Robin. “Do you remember when you used to work at Scoops Ahoy?” 

You almost spit out your ice cream. “I’m sorry, what?!” You exclaimed.

“That’s what I was trying to say earlier before SOMEBODY interrupted me!” Steve stated looking to Robin. 

“Is this true?” You asked, turning to your girlfriend, who had embarrassment written all over her face. 

“Oh yeah! They had to wear uniforms and everything, the same as the ones they’re wearing I’m pretty sure!” Lucas said as he pointed to the workers behind the counter.

“Oh please tell me you still have that uniform!” You gasp and say to Robin.

“I may or may not still have it…” She said softly to you. “But what I DO have are photos of King Steve in his uniform!” Robin chuckled.

“Oh now that I absolutely HAVE to see!” Eddie proclaimed. 

The entire group started laughing. You all were joking around with each other and having a good time. You lay into Robin as you all watch the sunset. You couldn’t help but start to think about the year you’ve had. Moving to Hawkins, meeting Eddie and the rest of the Hellfire gang, all the drama with Chrissy, and most importantly, meeting and falling in love with Robin. You began to get emotional just thinking about everything. 

“Hey, you okay? What’s the matter love bug?” Robin asked as she noticed you getting teary eyed. She pulled you closer to her to comfort you.

You sniffled and shook your head. “Nothing’s wrong, everything is just- perfect. You’re perfect.” You say interlocking your fingers with hers. You never wanted this moment to end. There you were with the people you cared about more than anything. Life felt amazing, despite the ups and downs you faced this year. You wouldn’t have changed a thing.

“I love you so much.” Robin said, giving you a gentle kiss on your forehead. 

You looked up at her and smiled. “I love you too.”

The End ♡

[theworldofotps]

Eight Months Ago

Pairing: HOOK x Reader Word Counter: 5242 Description: Eight months ago Tyler did one of the hardest things he’s ever done.

Slight angst(?), fluff, little hints of smut and some sad (sorta?)

A massive thank you @omg-im-such-a-masochist babes your support, ideas and just everything is always so appreciated. This wouldn’t have been possible or turned out the way it did without your help. Love youuu xx

I really hope you guys enjoy this it’s a little long x (I also hope it makes sense because I’ve edited it so many damn times) _________ Tag list:

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“Who is it?”

“Your father.”

“..Come on in.”

Pushing the door open, Taz closed it behind him and leaned against the wall his arms crossed as he eyed his son. Tyler was laid out on the couch, an arm covering his eyes and the other lying across his stomach, he hadn’t even changed out of his gear yet.

“Sit up we need to have a talk.”

“Can’t this wait till later?”

“No, no it can’t.”

Waiting until he was sat up and his attention was focused on his dad, Taz sat on the only other chair in the room. Rubbing his hand over his chin he took the time to really look at his kid, he had dark circles under his eyes. His hair was even wilder than usual and not because of having just finished a match. Taz had started to notice the slight differences in him, and to be frank he was getting worried.

“Look son.”

Taz started slowly trying to figure out the best way to go about this situation, he figured coming right out was best.

“I don’t know what’s been going on lately, but we really need to discuss whatever it is that has you feeling or acting the way you’ve been.”

“Nothing is going on I’m just a little tired.”

“That’s bullshit and we both know it come on Ty I wasn’t born yesterday; you know you can talk to me about anything. But for the last couple of months, you haven’t been yourself. You show up late for training, you hardly return any calls to anybody or when the guys invite you out you always decline. Your matches are still amazing, it seems the only time you’re really yourself is when you’re in the ring. Maybe it’s because it comes like second nature I don’t know. But what I do know is something ain’t right and it seems like it hasn’t been for a while.”

“I’m fine dad really just a lot on my mind but it’s nothing. We’ve been traveling a lot and it’s finally catching up.”

Taz eyed him for a few minutes then spoke once again this time with more caution.

“How long has it been since Double or Nothing?”

“Eight months give or take.”

Nodding, he stood and walked over patting his shoulder then made his way over to the door Taz knew his gut feeling was probably right.

“Well, if you do want to talk, I’m here remember that please.”

“I will dad thanks.”

Tyler said and flopped back down on the couch resuming his previous position, Taz watched him for another moment before leaving the room. Pulling out his phone he scrolled to the bottom of his contacts and hovered over the call button before clicking dial. Listening to it ring he walked away from Tyler’s locker room and headed for the parking lot. This was a long shot but like he’d told Tyler, he knew his kid and he’d bet money that the thing making him behave this way would be on the other end of the phone call.

“Taz?”

“Hey firefly it’s good to hear from you again, listen I know it’s been a while since we chatted last, but I really need your help.?

*Eight months ago*

“Ty wait stop you’re going to drop me!”

Taz followed the sound of laughter and made his way to where the ring was being set up. Chuckling, he crossed his arms watching as Tyler carried Y/n around the barricade that was set up.

“Oh, come on you know I’d never drop you baby just hold on tight.”

Tyler chuckled back to her as he walked around a barricade and then started jumping up the stairs. The sound of Y/n’s screams being muffled as she pressed her face against his shoulder. 

“Be careful Tyler you have a match tomorrow last thing we need is you getting injured because you tripped going up the stairs. And we don’t want y/n getting hurt either.”

Taz called out and made his way down the ramp towards the ring, Tyler huffed but turned and walked back down the steps. Y/n still held tightly on his back as they made their way over to stand with him.

“I wouldn’t drop my girl she’s safe as could be.”

“Not the point son.”

“Thank you, Taz.”

Y/n said slipping off Tyler’s back and adjusting the HOOK shirt she was wearing a grin on her face.

“You’re welcome, you two look just the way you did when you were fifteen and making your way around the arenas waiting for me to finish a match.”

“Except this time, she’s mine and I don’t have to worry about her leaving me for an older man.”

Tyler teased causing Y/n to gasp shoving his shoulder as she crossed her arms.

“I didn’t leave you for another man I just wanted an autograph from Stone Cold and you were busy munching your chips while sucking your juice box.”

Y/n said as Tyler took her hand kissing the back of it lightly then kissed her lips chuckling afterwards.

“When I found her, she was busy drooling over him clutching the photo to her chest listening to him ramble about whatever.”

“I was not drooling!”

“Okay children okay it’s getting late Tyler needs to get some rest for the show tomorrow you can argue about this another time. Head back to the hotel and no funny business I mean it he needs to get a good night sleep.”

“Yes dad.”

Taz watched as the two walked off whispering and giggling as they went, he loved seeing his son so happy and the fact it was with someone who was already treated like family because of his connection with her uncle was just the cherry on top.

*Present* Pushing the hotel room door open Tyler threw his bag on the floor and made his way over for a quick shower. He was ready to just get clean and lay in his bed the exhaustion from his match was finally settling in. He was more than glad he didn’t have anything to do tomorrow so he could just keep to himself. Digging through his bag for a clean pair of pajama bottoms he walked into the bathroom showering and getting ready for bed. Plugging his phone in, he shut the light off, laying down on the bed and waited for his vision to get adjusted to the dark.

He still wasn’t completely used to sleeping by himself even after eight months alone, the bed always seemed much colder without her there. Tyler couldn’t help but shut his eyes tightly, the image of her drifted through his mind as it did almost every night. He couldn’t help playing that last scene back repeatedly like he always did. Sure, he may have been the one to bring this all upon himself, sure he knew that he could have gone about things a different way. But it was too late to try and change the past, now all he could do was unwillingly dwell on it.

*Eight months ago* Tyler rubbed a hand over his face as he sat on the bed, he was supposed to be resting up but he couldn’t help it. What he was about to do was making it impossible for him to go to sleep. Hopefully once it was finished, he’d be able to just push everything off and maybe things would go back to semi normal.

“Hi babe, I’m back sorry it took so long but Renee wanted help deciding on some outfits for the show next week.”

Y/n called out as she closed the hotel door behind her, making her way to the bedroom after removing her coat and shoes. Spotting Tyler she frowned softly and made her way over to the bed slowly.

“Hey are you okay?”

Tyler shook his head and got off the bed. He needed to have a little space between them before he did this. Swallowing back the nervousness he took a moment to collect himself, letting a neutral bored look settle on his features then turned back to her. Y/n the girl who meant more to him then anyone else, his light in this fucked world. They’d known each other all their lives and yet over the course of the time they were dating, his feelings hit fast.

“Look I know this is sudden and out of nowhere but I just I don’t think this is going to work out anymore. And by this, I mean us. I’ve given it some thought and there’s not really any point in letting it drag on. It’s better if we just end on good terms as friends or whatever.”

Tyler glanced over, seeing the shock on her face and the tears welling up in her eyes as he spoke. He knew this was going to devastate her, but he needed out. He couldn’t handle all this emotion and feeling, everything else that came with having a serious stable relationship.

Y/n stared at him and swallowed the lump in her throat as she tried to process everything he was saying. He was right this had come out of nowhere, she thought that they were doing amazing at the present time in their relationship. Sure, they had spats like every couple, but they always managed to work through them in the end.

“Where is this coming from? We’ve been together for nearly eight months. What changed, what went wrong? What did I do to make you feel like you needed to end this?”

“You didn’t do anything there’s no point trying to explain it I just know that it’s best to end things where they are before one of us ends up getting hurt…worse.”

“I thought you loved me. How can you say you love someone then go and do this without giving me a real reason as to why. I don’t want to lose you Ty please baby there has to be something we can do to work this out.”

“We’ll always be friends you won’t lose me completely this is just for the best; I do love you Y/n..in a way but I just know we can’t continue this it has to be over. I got you another room, so you don’t have to go to the airport this late.”

Grabbing the new key, he held it out looking at the wall to avoid watching the tears that were sliding down her cheeks. Tyler knew she was hurting but he couldn’t let this relationship go on and it was best that she hated him for now then for things to continue as they were. In the end he was worried about breaking her even worse.

Sniffling Y/n stood up and quickly went about gathering her stuff, Tyler watched her pack everything. His heart felt like it was going to pound out of his chest. He wanted more than anything to stop her, but he knew he couldn’t. When she had everything, she went to the door stopping with her hand on the knob just hoping he would change his mind. Sure, she could yell and scream but the thing she wanted most was for him to be happy. And if ending their relationship was going to make him happy then she wasn’t going to stop that. Walking out she closed the door behind her, leaving Tyler alone with the memories and a empty feeling in his chest.

*Present* Y/n stared at the tickets that laid on the table in front of her in an envelope. After the call she received from Taz a few days ago she was dumbfounded. She couldn’t understand why he would want her to fly all the way out to Chicago because Tyler wasn’t acting himself. She hadn’t seen or spoken to him since the night she left his hotel room. After having her cousin grab the few things, she had at his apartment she hadn’t had any contact with him. Of course, she had asked after him and even tried to send a text, but it failed to deliver.

Taz had told her he couldn’t figure out what else to do, Tyler wasn’t talking to him like he normally would. He wasn’t talking to anyone or being himself, and this was the last thing Taz could think of. Tyler and Y/n had been close as could be even before they dated so he was hoping that she could help. 

Honestly as much as she loved Taz and wanted to do this for him, she couldn’t just forget about all the hurt and anger she had felt at the way Tyler ended things between them. He couldn’t even be decent enough to give her a straight answer as to why he was breaking up with her. She’d spent weeks and months afterwards trying to think of what could have gone wrong and she kept coming up blank. 

“Tyler made his choice he obviously didn’t want me there anymore, he ended things between us why should I care if he isn’t acting right?”

Standing she felt all that old anger coming back to the surface as she stared down at those tickets.  “I really think he needs you Y/n”

Taz had told her; she had never heard that desperate tone in his voice before and knew that he must be really worried about Tyler.

“If he really needed me then he never should have left.”

Y/n turned her back on the envelope and made her way into the bathroom to have a hot bath. Maybe she would know what to tell Taz after spending some more time thinking. The flight was for tomorrow evening. Slipping into the hot bath y/n rested her head back on a towel, her eyes closing as the water gently swirled around her. She couldn’t help her mind wandering when she closed her eyes, thinking about Tyler brought back memories that she tried her hardest to keep buried in the back of her mind.

*A year ago* “Ty what if we get caught by someone?”

“We won’t baby, nobody ever comes down this it’s too far in the arena so we’re safe.”

Tyler whispered holding Y/n’s hand as they made their way down a dark hallway. He had just finished a match and despite still being in the arena; Tyler needed her now. He just couldn’t wait until they got back to the hotel. Stopping short Tyler turned pressing her against the wall, Y/n gasped at the contact of cold cement seeping through her shirt making her shiver as his warm body covered hers. Tyler’s lips met hers in a hungry kiss, his fingers pressing into the skin of her hips, Y/n let out a soft moan as he rocked into her. 

“Been thinking of doing this all-day angel ever since we got out of bed this morning.”

“Ty please I need.”

“Shh I know baby just be a good girl and wait. I’ll give you just what you need.”

He kissed across her jaw and down her neck, his hands slipping under her shirt touching as much skin as he could. Her nipples pebbled under his touch and soft moans fell from her lips as he worked them between his fingers. Tyler couldn’t help the smirk that covered his lips at the sounds she was making.

“As much as I love playing with your tits my dad will be looking for us soon.”

He chuckled softly before yanking her pants down to her knees a soft gasp falling from her.

“Fuck you’re already wet for me and I’ve barely done anything.”

He whispered in her ear as he rubbed her core through the new panties he just bought her. Y/n whimpered and whined as he pushed the fabric to the side. Pulling his own shorts down he fisted his cock stroking it a few times before slowly sliding into her. Y/n moaned head falling back as he laced their fingers together, rocking his hips forward.

“So, fucking tight.”

He hissed giving her just a few moments to adjust to his size before he pulled out thrusting back in.

“I love you Ty baby so much.”

Y/n cried out her legs wrapping around his waist as he moved in and out of her, Tyler’s eyes met hers a gleam of happiness in them.

“I love you too starfish, forever.”

*Present day* Wiping the tears away Y/n huffed and reached over grabbing her phone sending a quick message to Taz.

‘I’ll be there tomorrow evening.’ ~ Taz watched the flights flash across the board, she should be off the plane and walking over to the baggage claim any moment now.  Looking around Taz smiled mover making his way over when he finally spotted her, waiting till she grabbed her suitcase and turned around.

“Taz!”

“Hey firefly it’s so good to see you kiddo!”

Hugging her tightly he kissed the top of her head and grabbed her suitcase offering his arm for her as they made their way through the airport.

“Thanks again for coming Y/n I know that things haven’t been good between you twos but I’m worried and nothing else is working.”

“Are you sure he’s going to want to see me?”

“Honestly yes I do. You should have seen the way he was after you left, I don’t know why he ended things, but he was a mess afterwards. He doesn’t know that I heard him every time I passed his room or went to his door. I’ve told him more than once that breaking it off with you was stupid but he’s a grown ass adult. Here we go let’s get in and head for the arena he has a match tonight, so we’ll keep you hidden until afterwards.” 

“What are we going to do if he gets mad and tells me to leave?”

“If you knew how miserable he’s been for the last eight months or so especially these the last few weeks even. I think seeing you would be more than good for him even if he doesn’t want to admit it. Maybe the two of you could finally talk and you can find out why things ended the way they did. If he really doesn’t, well then you can explore Chicago for a few days before going home. Or there is a ticket for tomorrow.”

“Yeah, having some closure would be really nice if I’m honest.”

“Closure yeah.”

Taz nodded holding the door for her to get in the car and walked around getting in the driver side.  Nodding y/n went silent for a moment she had tried to figure out once again why he had left but she couldn’t and unless Tyler told her she would never know. That was another reason why she had eventually agreed to come all the way out here.

Taz really was hoping that this would be good on both ends for the two of them. Making the drive to the arena they talked about a bunch of different topics, the closer they got the more nervous Y/n became. Yes, she had always hoped to see Tyler again, but didn’t think she would. Y/n also hoped she’d be able to keep her cool when she seen him. But part of her couldn’t help arguing that he deserved her anger after all. 

Parking the car, they slipped in through a back door and made their way down a couple hallways. Opening a door that was labeled HOOK, Taz stepped inside setting her case down and stepped to the side so she could enter. 

“I have Tyler in my locker room for now he won’t be in here until after his match if you need me at all just send me a text. Here’s the remote, and this is the wifi password I’ll talk with you soon, sorry to rush but I need to get to commentary.”

Watching him leave, y/n looked around and sat down she couldn’t believe she was here again. Turning the tv on she searched for the channel that would play Dynamite. She hadn’t seen one of Tyler’s matches in a few months, so she was intrigued to see where his storyline was... 

When his music hit Y/n’s breath hitched as she waited and then there he was, Taz was right he wasn’t himself. The rest of the world may not be able to tell very well but she could she knew Tyler better than she did anyone. Or at least she had, that’s why she was hoping he would be willing to see her tonight. The expression on his face and the lifelessness in his eyes. Shaking her head Y/n focused her attention on the screen watching as the match played out he was still just as fantastic as he’d always been. 

“Come on Tyler.”

She whispered and smiled when he got the pin, Tyler stood up lifting his title then slipped out of the ring. 

‘He’s on his way back just give it a few moments, good luck kiddo text if you need something’

‘Okay thank you’

Putting her phone on silent Y/n stood up and took a few breaths to calm herself down as she waited. When the door handle turned, she prepared herself and watched the door swing inward. His head was down so he didn’t see her right away until she spoke.

“Hello Tyler.”

Tyler’s head shot up quickly, he blinked rubbing the back of his head okay he must have been hit in the head too many times. Either he was hallucinating or Y/n was actually right in front of him.

“Y/n? What are you? Is it really you? How are you in my dressing room? What are you doing here?”

“Your father got ahold of me he said you haven’t been yourself lately and was hoping I could help somehow.”

Y/n shrugged her shoulders biting her lip as she watched him the door finally shut closing them in together. 

“And you came here just for that? I didn’t think..I mean after everything I wouldn’t have expected you too.”

“Well, I hadn’t really planned on it at first but I was hoping for some closure but yeah, he said he thought you really needed me. And well I have some of my own reasons.”

Of course, it was his dad that got ahold of her, the thing he’d wanted to do for weeks and couldn’t bring himself to.

“What’s going on Ty, what’s the matter with you?”

Hearing that nickname sent a wave of sadness over him and a lump in his throat he had to swallow around. Tyler ran a hand through his hair, an action that was all too familiar to y/n he walked over until she was in arms reach. 

“Feels like everything is crumbling around me I can barely sleep; I just feel so lost and I can’t seem to catch a break mentally.”

He mumbled as his eyes ran over her features, he couldn’t believe that she was actually in front of him right now.

“Have you ever felt like everything around you was just fine? The world in your immediate vicinity is doing rather well.  But for you internally, mentally whatever it feels like nothing will ever be right again, and you can’t block out the world completely, so you just try to ignore it.”

Nodding her head slowly as she listened to him speak Y/n watched his expression.

“Yeah honestly I have, still do at times. How long has it been like this?”

“The night after Double or Nothing, when I…broke things off between us it was hard for a while then I thought it was getting better. But it wasn’t nothing has been good since that night and it’s just getting to be too much at this point.”

Y/n felt her heart break at the vulnerability in his voice. If there was one thing that never changed it was the way she always responded to his emotions. She wanted so badly to reach out and hug him, but she couldn’t bring herself to. The feelings of hurt and anger were still welling up inside of her.

“Before I do my best to try and help you, I need to know something. Why did you end things Tyler? If things are so bad, why did you end it between us? And I want the real reason because after talking to your dad I’m starting to believe what you were spewing before wasn’t the whole reason. We were doing amazing at least I thought we were, and even the six months before that when you were training a lot. But then suddenly, it’s not working? I want the truth. I at least deserve that.”

Y/n said and searched his face she wanted to know, she needed to know the real reason. Needed to know the reason that caused her to lay awake at night, her tears falling on her pillow as she tried to think of what she did or said that made him leave.

“I told you already we just couldn’t-.”

“Don’t lie to me Tyler and tell me the truth and I mean the whole truth!”

Y/n snapped and cupped his face making him look at her and not allowing him to break eye contact. The feeling of his skin against hers still sent a spark through her but she ignored it.

“Before I was your girlfriend, I was one of your best friends, we knew each other better than we knew ourselves. And we almost always knew when the other was lying and that is what you’re doing. Now why did you leave me? Why did you end things between us when they were going so well? You just dropped me, Tyler. Like I was nothing. Like our whole relationship was nothing.”

She said letting him go and paced the floor in front of him she didn’t mean to snap but she couldn’t help herself. She was pissed, and still hurt. Swallowing she blinked back the tears and continued.

“Instead of being a man and talking to me about whatever was wrong you just tossed me to the side and didn’t even have the decency to try and fight for what we had. You may not have cared or thought I deserved a reason, but I do. I just want to know.”

“Because I was scared Y/n. You’re right, you know me better than anyone and you know that fear is not something I feel too often but when it came to our relationship, I was scared shitless. My feelings got too real, too intense so fast and I didn’t know how to handle it, so I just swept it all under the rug and ran.”

Tyler admitted, his head dropping, he didn’t know what else to say but he knew she had every right to know. It felt good being able to admit this to her and he didn’t know why the hell he hadn’t done it sooner. Then again, he’d grown up a lot during their time apart and realized that just because his feelings seemed to be too much too fast that it was okay.

“I’m sorry, I truly am I wanted to reach out to you a couple months after I wanted to make things better, but I couldn’t bring myself to. I know it doesn’t seem like I cared, especially with the way I went about everything, but I did. I loved you more than I ever had another person. You were everything to me. I wasn’t emotionally mature enough to handled everything. I know that’s not an excuse either but I’m laying it all out like you want.”

He was not used to being vulnerable and hated how it made him feel but maybe letting this all out would be the start of him getting back to normal. He knew that Y/n didn’t owe him anything so to say he was completely surprised when she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly was an understatement. Tyler’s arms wound around her waist and held her just as tightly to him and felt like he could finally breathe for the first time in a long time. 

Y/n wasn’t sure how long they stood together like that just the two of them holding each other tightly but it felt good. Tears slid down her cheeks as she held onto him, this was something she’d been dreaming of. The relief of finally knowing it wasn’t anything she did, the anger knowing if he would have just come to her about everything they could of worked on it together. The sadness of all the time they had lost whirled around inside her. But for the time being she pushed it away and just focused on the fact she was getting to hold him again. 

“You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted to do this again.”

Tyler mumbled into her neck and reluctantly loosened his grip so he could look at her.

“Probably as badly as I’ve wanted to, I can’t believe that all this time.”

“I know I’m really sorry.”

Taking his hand Y/n pulled him to sit beside her on the couch and rubbed his hand that was still clasped between hers. Tyler shook his head and leaned back against the cushions a soft smile on his face.

“I can’t believe you’re actually here, how long for?”

“Well, we weren’t sure how this was going to go so I have two tickets one for tomorrow and the other is four days from tomorrow.”

“Would you be willing to keep the second one, I really think we need to sit down and talk all of this out more.”

“I wouldn’t have come all this way if I didn’t think that we could talk afterwards if you were willing. So yes lets get your stuff together and head somewhere maybe we could get some food because you really look like you need something to eat after that match.”

“You watched?”

“Yes, I always used to love watching your matches and I haven’t seen any in a while, so you have a lot to catch me up on.”

Tyler’s smile widened as he pressed a soft kiss to her cheek, he knew this didn’t fix anything, but he still couldn’t help himself. They gathered their suitcases and made their way out of the arena to the parking lot where his rental car was. While putting their suitcases in the backseat Y/n sent a quick text to Taz then climbed in the passenger seat.

‘Going to get something to eat and then talk with him we have a lot we need to deal with’

Taz pulled his phone out since it was a commercial break and smiled as he read over the message sending a reply wishing her the best of luck and then sent one to Tyler.

‘If it works out treat her right this time boy don’t let your fear get in the way of what or rather who you love most.’

*Seen*

[ghosttotheparty]

strings attached

(this was supposed to be like a blurb but my brain doesn't like to cooperate with me; it also was not meant to be this tender and soft but i am a Hopelss Romantic so ta da) !!nsfw minors go away!!

also on ao3

steve and eddie hook up twice during steve’s senior year. the first time it’s in the locker room after gym class. they’re alone, and steve sees the way eddie’s eyes linger on his arms as he changes, but when eddie hurriedly apologizes, face flushed, turning away, steve just says it’s cool. i’m not entirely a ladies’ man, you know.

so they end up pressed together, still sweating from gym, jerking each other off as steve slides his hands over the spider on eddie’s chest.

you into tats, harrington?

yeah. they’re cool.

they laugh when they finish, leaning against each other, breathless, giggling deliriously.

the next time it happens, it’s at a party. some random person’s house, unfamiliar to eddie, but he’s made several sales already, so he doesn’t really care that he doesn’t know where anything is. steve catches his eye across the kitchen as eddie is looking for a drink, and eddie promptly forgets that he wants one at all, because steve tilts his head, gesturing somewhere. so he follows steve upstairs from a respectable, unsuspecting distance until steve heads into a spare bedroom.

eddie can’t help but bite at steve’s neck as he grinds against him, sitting on his lap, and he giggles when steve says fuck, take your shirt off.

you really like the tattoos, don’t you?

yes, they’re so— they’re so fucking hot.

he licks the spider. eddie didn’t know he was into that.

they laugh again when they finish.

this was a terrible idea, it’s already getting cold.

personally i think it’s worth it. you can think of me all night.

fuck you, munson.

eddie just laughs again.

they don’t see each other for a while. it’s not a problem. there weren’t any strings attached. it was just fun.

it’s only slightly awkward when dustin, lucas, and mike start to talk about steve at school. obviously eddie doesn’t say anything, but it felt surreal to listen to them gush about how cool and badass steve is, all while his main memories of him include his dick in eddie’s hand and his tongue on eddie’s chest.

they save the world. everyone is okay. at the hospital, steve stays near eddie as he’s getting bandaged. eddie can tell that he’s still hopped up with adrenaline, jumpy and shaking, and eddie is too, and they don’t need to be anymore. everything is fine.

so eddie pulls at his hand when they’re done, giving robin a be right back look as he drags steve out of the room and down the hall until they reach a secluded, empty bathroom.

‘what’s going on?’

eddie pushes him into a stall and locks it, holding steve against the wall.

‘i can tell you’re still freaking out and i need you to not’ he says in a low voice. ‘so i wanna blow you. if that’s okay.’

‘shit. yeah. okay.’ he pauses. ‘if i can do you after.’

eddie kneels with a grin, ignoring the dull ache in his sides. (he thanks god for painkillers.)

‘you got all that adrenaline in your veins, stevie,’ he says, unbuckling steve’s belt. ‘use it. take it out on me.’

‘shit, eddie.’

‘pull my hair,’ eddie says, licking his lips as he tugs steve’s pants down. ‘fuck my face.’

steve groans, reaching down and twisting his fingers into eddie’s hair, catching snags and tangles and tugging. eddie likes the way steve sounds when he takes him into his mouth. his moans echo around room, bouncing off the tile, vibrating through eddie’s fucking bones. he tastes so good, even though they’re both sweaty and gross. eddie doesn’t care.

‘fuck, eddie, baby—’

eddie’s face flushes with heat. steve’s never called him that before. he likes it. he pulls off with a gasp, his chin wet with spit.

‘fuck me, stevie, please.’

‘okay,’ steve says breathlessly, reaching down and holding a hand out. eddie slides his into it, and steve pulls it to his hip firmly. ‘tap if you need me to stop. okay?’

‘yes.’

he grips steve’s hips, but has to let go with one hand to squeeze his own dick so he doesn’t come as steve grips his hair and holds his head in place. eddie’s eyes close as wet, filthy sounds fill the air and he holds his breath, suppressing gags. he’s groaning softly, focusing on the ache of his scalp as steve’s fingers twist and squeeze in his hair. the pain is stronger, better, than the pain of his sides and limbs that are bandaged.

‘fuck, eddie, your fucking mouth, so fucking— so fucking good, love it so much—’

eddie might be ascending. maybe the bats actually killed him and he’s in heaven. (he never thought god would let him in. but crazier things have happened, he guesses, like this: steve harrington fucking his face in the bathroom of a hospital.)

he wishes he could record steve’s loud groans in a loop. maybe use them in a song. (no one would know it’s king steve’s voice, weak and vulnerable and sounding close to tears as he uses eddie’s mouth. no one except eddie.)

‘shit— shit, shit, eddie. eddie, i’m gonna come, fuck— fuck, where do you want it?’

eddie pulls back, gasping for breath, and he holds his mouth open, sticking his tongue out.

steve’s eyes are dark as he comes, groaning, and his fingers thread through eddie’s hair gently, soothing his scalp.

‘so fucking good, shit.’

eddie gives him one last suck before he grins up at him, squeezing his hip. steve is panting, grinning back at him, almost deliriously.

‘stand up,’ he says as he tucks himself back in his pants. ‘get your dick out.”

eddie laughs, pushing himself to stand, pressing a hand to the stall door to steady himself as his vision goes a little dark for a second.

‘take a guy to dinner first, harrington.’

‘later,’ steve mumbles, kneeling. he watches eddie unbuckle his belt almost impatiently, reaching to grip eddie’s thighs until it’s done, and then he take over, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans.

‘god, it’s like you’re desperate for it,’ eddie says, awestruck, pulling the hem of his shirt up out of the way.

‘i am,’ steve says adamantly. ‘’m so desperate for it, eddie, give it to me please—’

eddie leans back against the wall to keep his knees from buckling as he reaches into his pants to pull his dick out.

‘here, baby, you can have it.’

steve whimpers as he swallows him down, his hands tightening on eddie’s legs, his eyes fluttering, shining.

‘jesus. anyone ever tell you how pretty your eyes are, stevie?’

‘mm-mm.’

‘no?’

steve shakes his head minutely, his lashes fluttering as he does something with his tongue that has eddie weak.

‘’s a fucking tragedy,’ he says breathlessly. ‘you got the prettiest fuckin’ eyes, fucking princess eyes, oh god, steve—’

steve hums, reaching a hand back to squeeze eddie’s ass, his cheeks hallowing as he sucks harder. eddie might be dying. (amazing that this is what takes him out. not demonic bats ravaging his body or an alternate dimension and evil villain, but steve harrington’s mouth.)

‘jesus, who gave you the right?’

steve makes a little questioning noise, raising an eyebrow at him, and eddie scoffs.

‘good with your hands, good with your hips, good with your fuckin’ mouth. frankly it’s unfair.’

steve pulls back, working eddie with a hand. his chin is glistening with fallen spit.

‘you’re funny,’ he says lightly. ‘and also you too.’

‘me too?’

‘good with everything.’ steve kisses eddie’s dick. eddie is breathing hard, weak. ‘you remember at that party? when you sat on my lap?’

‘fuck, yeah.’

steve pauses to slide his tongue across eddie, eyes closed blissfully like he’s enjoying it as much as eddie is.

‘couldn’t stop thinking about… how hot you’d look riding me.’

‘oh, shit.’

steve takes him back into his mouth, humming and squeezing eddie’s ass again.

‘fuck, i want that,’ eddie babbles, holding steve’s head, his fingers in his hair. ‘want that so bad, baby, i want you inside me, want you fuck me. oh, fuck— fuck, i know you’ll be so good to me, stevie, you’ll treat me fucking right, i just— just know it, shit—’

his hands tighten in steve’s hair as he gets closer, and steve closes his eyes, head bobbing, mouth wet, and eddie knows he must be fucking loud, especially in the echoey room, but he can’t hear shit right now. his head is filled with static. beautiful, blissful static.

‘fuck, i’m com— i’m coming. steve. steve. steve.’

steve smiles at him. and swallows.

eddie falls lax against the wall with an exhale, breathing hard, lightheaded. steve tucks him away in his pants and carefully zips, buttons, buckles. eddie wants to cry.

‘holy shit,’ he murmurs. steve falls against him, his forehead pressing into eddie’s neck. eddie hugs him. ‘better?’

‘mhmm. we gotta go back out though.’

‘fuck. i know.’

they don’t move. until eddie feels solid on his feet and he opens his eyes, tugging steve’s hair to make him pull away. his eyes are half-mast, his cheeks and lips red, his hair is… a mess. eddie laughs softly, closing his eyes and turning his face away when steve raises an eyebrow.

‘what’s funny?’

‘…i know we swallowed the evidence, but—’

‘gross.’

‘you did it too. you liked it.’

‘…mm.’

‘but you look like you just got fucked.’

‘yeah?’ he seems too happy about it.

‘you’ve got bad sex hair, man.’

‘you are not allowed to call me man after we fuck, eddie.’

eddie grins, amused, running a hand through steve’s hair.

‘sorry, sweetheart.’

steve stares, his (princess) eyes flickering over eddie’s face, glancing at his lips.

‘’s better.’

eddie wants to kiss him. but he doesn’t. not now.

steve goes to the sink to check himself in the mirror, and eddie follows after him, like it hurts to be away from him, like they’re attached by a string.

they both do their best to run their hair under the sinks, using paper towels to dry the ends so they’re not dripping. steve washes his face in the sink, and eddie watches as he dries his face and hands.

‘you’re so pretty.’

steve meets his eyes in the mirror. he smiles.

no one notices them come back into the waiting room, except nancy. she meets eddie’s eyes and presses her lips together, looking him up and down and glancing at steve (who doesn’t notice, sitting heavily in a chair and sighing softly) with a raised eyebrow. eddie shrugs (what?) but she just tilts her head, narrowing her eyes (don’t bother lying.) he sticks his tongue out at her. and sits next to steve. their feet touch. neither of them move.

everyone goes home. dustins mom picks him up from the hospital but he goes home with the sinclairs. max goes with them too. robin goes with nancy. eddie watches as steve says goodbye to them all.

eddie goes with steve. for now, it’s the safest place he can go. his dropped charges are being sorted out, but it isn’t safe for him to go to wayne’s new place. (it isn’t safe for wayne to know where he is at all yet. yet.)

steve microwaves some tv dinners for eddie and himself. they eat sitting on the dining table in steve’s mansion, talking and laughing and making fun of each other before steve takes him upstairs to the guest room. there’s a bathroom in it. steve has to show him how to turn on the shower and change the temperature, and then he kneels on the floor again, carefully removing eddie's bandages, telling him there's a first aid kit downstairs. i'll fix you up after your shower.

the shower is nice. really fucking nice. the water hits his back in a hard, steady stream, and the steam smells the expensive soap that's sitting on a little shelf in the wall. eddie probably uses too much of it. oh well.

steve's hair is wet when eddie goes to meet him downstairs. only one of his wounds is bleeding, a little bit, and eddie's hand is cupped under it so he doesn't stain the carpet. steve tells him it doesn't really matter. it's fine for eddie to leave his mark in the harrington house.

he gets him a spare toothbrush and toothpaste. eddie goes to bed in the spare bedroom after they say goodnight. that they'll see everyone tomorrow.

it's too quiet.

eddie thought the trailer park was quiet, but he'd just gotten used to the sounds of doors squeaking open and shut, of his neighbors taking their trash out at night, of music bleeding through doors and across the street. steve's house is in the woods, away from everything. eddie can hear his own heartbeat in his ears. he can hear the house settling, random, quiet creeks making his bones ache with some kind of terrified anticipation.

he sits up after a while, wincing. his room is too dark to see anything, so he stares into the darkness, bringing the end of his comforter up to his face and inhaling. it smells vaguely like steve. like the whole house smells. he can't quite tell what it's missing. maybe steve uses some kind of cologne that wouldn't linger around the house.

the comforter doesn't help much. he's almost shaking, listening to his own breaths, and he feels like he might panic. so he gets up, flicking on the lamp and quietly creeping down the hall until he reaches steve's room. he knocks as softly as he can, already feeling guilty for waking him up, but when steve says eddies name, he sounds awake.

'hi. sorry.'

'are you okay?'

'yeah, no, i just... i just kind of, uhm. i don't know.'

'...come here.'

eddie closes the door behind himself. steves room is on the other side of the house than the guest room, and the moonlight can peer through his window, shining streaks of silver across the hideous wallpaper.

steve holds his blanket up for him, and eddie, his cheeks warm, climbs in next to him.

'nightmare?' steve asks quietly. theyre not touching, just laying side by side under the blankets, looking up at the ceiling.

'no,' eddie breathes. 'couldn't fall asleep. 's too quiet here.'

'yeah,' steve says like he knows. 'fucks with my head sometimes.'

eddie sighs. steve sighs. neither of them falls asleep.

eddie moves closer.

'can i tell you something?' he whispers. he doesn't know why he's talking, why he's telling steve this when no one is supposed to know this. not even steve.

'yeah. 'course.'

theyre whispering even though there's no one around, even though they're in the middle of the woods, even though they could be screaming no one would know. steve's voice is so soft eddie can almost feel it, warm on his skin like sunlight.

'...i think i'm falling for you.'

steve is quiet. for a long stretch of time. until—

'that's cool.'

'steve.'

'it's cool, eddie. it's...' he's quiet for another moment. 'it's really cool.'

eddie debates what to say, his eyes burning, but then steve's hand brushes his under the blanket.

'it's cool,' steve repeats, whispering.

'oh,' eddie breathes.

their fingers lace slowly, and then steve is doing this thing, brushing his thumb back and forth over eddie's skin, and eddie wants to fucking sob, because he didn't know he wanted this so fucking badly. but he doesn't know what he'd do if he didn't have steve's hand in his.

after a few minutes, steve pulls his hand away and eddie wants to cry again, but steve just moves closer, lifting his arm to wrap around eddie, murmuring for him to come closer, and then eddie is laying on his chest, steve's arms strong around him.

'i never thanked you,' eddie says softly, rubbing his cheek against steve's chest.

'for what?'

'coming back for dustin and me. even though that wasn't in the plan.'

'i had a bad feeling.'

'thank you.'

steve takes a slow breath. eddie feels his chest rise and fall, and he closes his eyes.

'im so glad you're okay.'

eddie hums, sighing.

'me too.'

steves arms tighten around him, one hand sliding up into eddie's now dry and frizzy curls, his fingers twisting in them and tugging lightly in a way that makes eddie melt against him even more.

'stevie,' he says, almost whimpering.

'mhmm.'

'can i...' he cuts off, taking a breath, hesitating.

'can you...' steve prompts gently.

'fuck. can i kiss you? please? i...'

steve pulls at his hair, exhaling sharply.

'yes. yes, come here, eddie, please, i need it.'

eddie scrambles to sit up, kneeling next to steve and leaning over him. his hair falls around their faces like a curtain, and steve reaches up to push it back, holding eddie's head in his head as he struggles to sit up to meet him. eddie puts his hands on steve's chest.

he leans down, brushing their lips together, inhaling as steve exhales, like he's stealing his very breath.

he squeezes his eyes shut when they finally kiss. steve is so gentle. so careful. like the bats got to eddie's lips too.

steve tastes like mint toothpaste. his fingertips are light on eddie's skin, brushing over his cheeks, behind his ears, over the sides of his neck, and eddie wishes they'd done this that first day, in the locker room, because this might have been what he's been missing this whole time. it's so good.

'jesus, stevie.'

steve pulls him back down, kissing him desperately, sucking on his lip, and eddie's never been kissed like this before. so carefully, so tenderly. eddie moves to lay down again, his head resting on steve's shoulder, but steve doesn't pull away. his arm wraps around eddie's neck, his fingers playing with the ends of his hair, and eddie wraps an arm around his waist, humming breathily as steve's teeth tease his lip.

they kiss until eddie's lips are sore. until his lips are slick with spit and he's breathless,

when they finally part, eddie exhales, smiling.

'woah.'

steve laughs softly, pulling eddie closer until eddie's face presses to his chest.

''s nice,' steve murmurs. he kisses the top of eddie's head.

'youre nice.'

'go to sleep, baby.'

'okay.'

he closes his eyes and slips a hand under the hem of steve's t-shirt to press to his warm skin. he sighs, pressing closer, still smiling absently, because he just kissed steve harrington (for a while), and the world is saved, and all his friends are okay, and his charges are going to get dropped, and then he's going to be able to see wayne and his friends from school, and everything is okay.

it's still almost silent when he starts to drift off, but he can feel every breath that steve takes, every rise and fall of his chest, and he can hear steve's heartbeat, can feel it right against his cheek. he falls asleep.

[fangirlwriting-stories]

Afterlife Lessons

Masterlist

Chapter Ten:

Sam came to a conclusion that night, that she planned on implementing the next morning.  Danny had said that all of his opinions on ghosts came from his parents, so obviously the place to start was finding problems with their info on ghosts.

…Which wasn’t hard.

“Hey Danny,” Sam said as she walked up to him at his locker the next morning, this time without Tucker yet.  “You know I read your parents’ article about how ghosts aren’t sentient.”

Danny went still.  “You did what?”

“I thought it was total crap, I just wanted to hear what you thought.”

“You— what’s with you and ghosts all of a sudden?” Danny asked.  “Why are you acting like you suddenly care so much about them?”

“I didn’t realize you were totally on board with all of your parents’ terrible ideas about them, that’s what,” Sam said, leaning casually back against the locker next to Danny like this wasn’t a big deal for her.  “Your parents’ article.  You really think they’re not sentient?”

“Would you stop putting words in my mouth?”

“So you do think they’re sentient?” Sam asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I really don’t want to talk about it,” Danny snapped.  He started to turn away, but Sam kept talking before he could.

“Well you’re the one who started by saying you think all of them are dangerous,” she said, crossing her arms.

“Dangerous, not— not— what do you want from me?”

“Just to talk,” Sam said, turning to lean against the locker so she could face Danny more directly.  “How can something be dangerous and not sentient at the same time?”

“Bears.  Sharks.  Wolves,” Danny snapped, turning to face her but also taking a step back.  “But I didn’t say they’re not sentient.”

“So you think they are?”

Danny sighed, sounding obviously irritated.  “I don’t know.  I think it would be awfully confusing if something was malicious and not sentient at the same time.  But they are malicious.”

“But doesn’t sentience imply choice and reason?” Sam asked.

“God, Sam, I don’t— hey Tucker, you’re here, thank god!” Danny said, and Sam turned to see Tucker approaching from behind her.  “Please save me from this conversation!”

“Huh?” Tucker asked, looking between them both.

“Don’t worry about it, I’m done,” Sam said, waving her hand dismissively.  “Just making some excellent points that Danny should think about.  You want to head to homeroom?”

Danny didn’t look happy next to her, but didn’t say anything else to Tucker about what they’d been talking about, and after a second, the three of them moved on, and Tucker started talking about a new cheat code he found for Doomed like that was something either of them did yesterday.  But it worked alright as a conversation changer, and Danny didn’t seem to question it at all.

Sam, for her part, didn’t mind the idea of making Danny a little uncomfortable while trying to change his mind.  Because for all that she understood where his views came from, they still hurt more than a little now that she was one of the ghosts Danny and his parents were talking about.

She managed to put it out of her mind for the majority of homeroom, though, and instead listened to Danny and Tucker debate whether or not the cheat code Tucker totally didn’t make up would totally help them win faster.

Thankfully, Danny had a different first period from the two of them, meaning Sam could pull Tucker aside as they walked away from homeroom and show him the list she’d come up with last night.

“So I’m thinking one of those star projector things for Phantom’s place,” she said.  “It’ll work better than glow in the dark stars, since you don’t have to stick it to anything.  And I found a lamp that looks like the moon.  I’m gonna have them delivered by the time school is over.”

“…I thought we’d like, go to the mall after school again and try and find different stores with affordable space stuff,” Tucker said.

“Don’t be silly,” Sam said, waving him off.  “I’m the rich one, I’m buying all of it.  Just come up with some stuff you wanna get for him, and I’ll add it to the delivery list.”

“Uh,” Tucker said.  “I was gonna get him like, an alien plushie.”

Sam gave him a deadpan look.  “These are supposed to be cool things, Tucker.”

“They’re totally cool!  Plus he doesn’t have a bed of any kind in there, I wanted to get him something at least marginally soft!”

“Find me something better by next period,” Sam said, rolling her eyes.

“Fine, but add the plushie to the list,” Tucker said, crossing his arms.

Sam rolled her eyes.  “Fine,” she said, writing it down.

They both headed into first period, and Sam saw Tucker sit down and pull out his PDA, hopefully doing some research on cooler things to get Phantom.

In the end, however, Sam wouldn’t be able to blame him for not getting it to her in time, because halfway through first period, Sam’s ghost sense went off.  She glanced over at Tucker, who was already looking back at her, wide-eyed.

Sam didn’t have time to say anything before a loud crash came from outside the school, and everyone turned towards it.

At this point, ghost attacks weren’t unusual for anyone, so Sam wasn’t surprised when most of the students recognized Technus’s screaming and turned to run.  Neither her or Tucker moved, though, and before long they were standing in an empty classroom.

“Hey, Phantom’s probably got it,” Tucker said, holding up his hands.  “And he told us not to get involved, we don’t know what we’re doing yet.”

“Good point,” Sam said, momentarily before transforming into her ghost half.  “So let’s watch.”

“Watch?” Tucker said, already sounding like he was dreading the idea.

“Yeah, come on,” Sam said.  She gave Tucker just enough time to transform before she grabbed him and pulled them both through the wall.

Outside, Phantom was already fighting Technus, and he seemed to be doing alright.  Sam made sure she and Tucker stayed intangible, then flew them up to the same level as the fight.

“Sam I really don’t think—” Tucker started.

“Shh!”

Phantom was firing his blasts from his hands, which neither Sam or Tucker could do yet (which was just completely unfair, honestly).  Technus was blocking them with what looked like some mechanical shield, and not seeming too concerned about it.  Phantom on the other hand, was… surprisingly angry?

“Look, do you think we could reschedule this for another time?” he snapped.  “I was kind of in the middle of something!”

Technus laughed in return.  “Foolish child, your time ran out when you thought you could challenge I, TECHNUS, MASTER OF ALL—”

“God, do you ever shut up?” Phantom snapped.  He shot another blast at Technus’ shield, and this one seemed to be aimed right, because the shield flickered and vanished.

“Foolish child!  Destroying the shield is merely a small setback for one such as—”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever, you know what?” Phantom said.  “I don’t have time for this.”  He shot one more blast at Technus and then pulled out his thermos and sucked him into it, not bothering with any fanfare before turning and flying off.

Okay… so that didn’t seem like Phantom.

Sam felt Tucker’s hand tugging on hers, and he pulled them both down behind the oak tree off to the side of the school.

Sam dropped both of their intangibility, but didn’t transform back yet as she turned to face Tucker.  “Okay,” she said.  “So that was weird, right?”

“Definitely,” Tucker said, nodding.  “Isn’t he usually a lot less… I don’t know, angry?”

Sam nodded back.  “He hasn’t been with us, that’s for sure,” she said.  “And I thought people who’d been around his fights before said he was a lot more lighthearted about the whole thing.  Can you remember anyone saying anything about him being that angry when fighting ghosts?”

Tucker started to shake his head, then paused.  “He seemed upset when he was fighting Vlad,” he said hesitantly.  “But that was also when Vlad put us in danger.”

Sam nodded slowly.  “Yeah,” she said.  “This wasn’t that.  Let’s… let’s keep an eye out.  I don’t want to confront him directly yet.”

“You don’t?” Tucker asked in surprise.

“Well, he told us to steer clear of ghost fights,” Sam said.  “And I don’t want him to scream at me like that if that’s what he meant.  Let’s figure out what’s going on first.  You know, it’s easier to ask forgiveness than permission, right?”

Tucker seemed to hesitate, but finally he nodded.  “Okay.  Just, if it seems like he wants to talk about it, I’m asking.”

“Fair enough,” Sam said.  She glanced towards the school.  “Back inside?”

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A Rebel In My Soul | Chapter 8: Jake's girl

Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x Fem!Mitchell!Reader

Word count: 4.3k

Warnings: fluff, mentions of death (this is gonna be here forever i swear), mentions of alcohol, MOTORCYCLE ACCIDENT (don't worry, everything is okay), mentions of a doctor(?), mentions of blood, injuries, and things related to accidents. angst, more fluff. bonding time between jake and bradley. lots of flufffffffffff at the end.

Summary: Y/N “Rebel” Mitchell is one of the best aviators of her generation. She grew up hearing the adventures and stories of Maverick, her father, that he used as bedtime stories. She became an aviator with her best friend Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw and now both of them have to come back to the Top Gun Academy for an important mission. Only the best of the best is called for this mission, including the southern idiot called Jake “Hangman” Seresin. Both of you had hated each other since day one. Now, having to work together once more, you count the days for this mission to be over, not only to never see Hangman again, but to also cut all connections again with your father.  

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A/N: so.. i thought several ways of writing this chapter, but i didn't want it to be very dramatic because of something that i want to happen later on... so here you go. slight angst. ALSO. the next chapter is gonna be COMPLETELY original because in the movie we see the moment Maverick completes the course alone and after that he says goodbye to Penny and next thing we know, they're on the carrier but there's at least a few days in between until they get to the position they need the carrier to be on. So... WE'RE GETTING KARAOKE NIGHT IN THE NEXT CHAPTER YAAAAY.

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You enter the base the day after Iceman’s funeral feeling like absolute shit. You went home soon after Fahren broke down, Rooster accompanied her to make sure that would get some rest. Jake took you back to your house, offering to stay but you couldn’t make him stay another night with you. He went home, after convincing him that you would be okay and that you would call him if you needed him.  

He sent you a text this morning, asking if you needed a ride to work. You can’t believe how your relationship with him has changed so much. When all this began, he said he would never follow you if you were assigned as team leader. Now, you think he would.  

You walk alongside Rooster, who seems as tired as you are. He came home late; you were already asleep. When you asked him about Fahren next thing in the morning, he said she was hanging there. It would take a while, but she would be okay.  

You’re on your way to the locker room when Maverick approaches you. “Rebel, can I talk to you for a minute?”  

Rooster looks at you with a quick glance, waiting for your answer. “Sure. I’ll catch you later, Roos” he nods and leaves, looking back several times. You know he’s regretting his decision of leaving you alone with him.  

“You want something, sir?” you question.  

“I want you to fly the course with me” he states.  

“We’ve been doing that for a few days now” you answer, confused.  

“No, y/n. You’ve been doing what they asked you. You’ve never flown as fast as you can”  

You look at the floor. “I am not supposed to fly that fast. I follow the rules. And the rules say that if I fly that f-18 as fast as you want me too, I'm losing my aircraft”  

“We can do this. We can do it with seconds to spare” he insists.  

You sigh, raising your head to look at him. “Is this coming as an order from my instructor or as a request from my father?” 

“It’s a request. But if you don’t want to, then I'll have to give you the order”  

“Why does it have to be me? Hangman is just as fast as I am”  

“He’s better than he was a week ago, but he is not trusted enough by his team to be team leader”  

“You want me to be team leader? Is this what this is all about? Me doing this so I can prove to Cyclone that I have team leader material?”  

“It’s in your blood, Y/n. Is the place that you deserve. It’s the role that Iceman wanted you to play” he confesses. Part of you knew that it wasn’t casual that Maverick, Rooster and you were all here without reason.  

“Why me? Why me and not Rooster?”  

“Rooster follows the book to a T. You, however, know when It’s time to let it go and trust your gut” he grabs your hand. It feels strange to feel his hand on yours after such a long time. “Please, Oreo”  

You smile at the nickname. It was the call sign that you got when you were little. You and Rooster thought that it would be cool to have some cool call signs like Iceman and Maverick had. He was Pop Tart and you, Oreo.  

It had been so long since he called you that.  

“Okay, let’s go” 

Jake enters the room looking for you. He had sent you a text a while ago, asking if you wanted a coffee but you haven’t answered yet. When he enters the room and you’re not there, he worries. 

“Hey, Rooster, where’s Reb?” he asks your best friend. 

“She was talking to Maverick on the hallway” 

“They weren’t there” Jake frowns. He knows that you wouldn’t go anywhere with Maverick. Not alone, at least. "You think she's okay?" 

Rooster takes a deep breath and looks at him. “She better be. Or we'll kick his arrogant face”

“We?” questions Jake with a little laugh. 

“Like you would stay still if something happened to her” answers Rooster with a knowing smile. 

Well, at least Rooster seemed to accept that Jake was now part of your life and that he wasn’t going anywhere. 

Cyclone enters the room and Jake goes to his seat, sharing a worried look with Rooster. You’re never late to a meeting. 

"Good morning, lieutenants. I have important news to share with you today. Captain Mitchell is no longer your instructor" 

Jake looks at Rooster again, now more worried than before. If Maverick wasn't supposed to be here anymore… What the heck was he doing talking to you? 

 "And as of today, there are new mission parameters. Time to target is now four minutes. You'll be entering the valley level at reduced speed. Not to exceed 420 knots" 

Jake looks at Coyote who's sitting at his left. They've been training one very specific way of doing this mission and now they changed it? Those parameters aren't for the best. Any average pilot could do them. And not only that, but it would make them easy targets for the enemy planes. 

"Sir, won't we be giving their planes time to intercept?" asks Bob. 

"Well, lieutenant, you have a fighting chance against enemy aircraft. What are the odds of a head-on collision with a mountain? You'll be attacking the target from a higher altitude, level with the north wall" 

Maverick's idea might have seen crazy, but at least they could remain under the radar long enough for them to hit the target. Now? They will be like ducks at the fair. Just ready to be shot at. 

"Gonna be a little harder to keep your laser on target, but you will avoid the high-g climb out" 

"We'll be sitting ducks for enemy missiles" mutters Fanboy behind Jake. Well, at least he isn't the only one thinking that way. 

The screen changes, beginning a simulation. There are two planes in the course. Jake feels Rooster's eyes on him, and he knows. They both know. 

Those are the Mitchell's. 

"Who the hell is that?" asks an annoyed Cyclone. 

"Maverick to range control. Entering point Alpha" 

"Rebel to range control. Entering point Alpha" 

And that's where they went. Jake relaxes on his seat, ready to enjoy the show. Oh, how pissed is gonna be Cyclone after this. 

"Confirm green range" Maverick keeps going with the flying protocols. 

"Uh, Maverick, Rebel, range control, uh, green range is confirmed. I don't see an event scheduled for you two, sir" responds control. 

"What? Are we doing this without authorization?" Jake hears a bit of panic in Rebel's voice.

"We're going anyway" 

"Nice" says Natasha.

"Hangman, what's your girl doing out there?" asks Coyote. 

"Being the best damn pilot you'll ever see" answers Jake with a proud smile on his face.

"Does Cyclone know?" you question again. 

"He's probably watching us right now" 

"... I'm sorry, sir" Jake laughs a bit at your antics, earning a glare from Cyclone. 

"Setting time to target: two minutes fifteen seconds" 

"2:15? That's impossible" says Payback.

"Don't underestimate the Mitchell's" retorts Hangman. 

"Hangman" warns Cyclone. 

"Just stating facts, sir" 

"Final attack point. Maverick's inbound" 

"Rebel's inbound" 

"C'mon, honey" whispers Jake to himself. He wants you to succeed and shut Cyclone's mouth. 

The Mitchell's enter the course, the clock starts, and everyone in the room hears labored breathing from the two pilots. It's insane. From the beginning of the course they have to be even faster than ever. Every pilot in the room leans on their seats, getting closer to the screen. Hangman doesn't. There's no need. He knows you got this. 

You both arrive at the target. Maverick drops the bomb first. Then, after a few seconds, you do. Now, the difficult part. 

The egressing. 

Bob gets up from his seat, as well as many other pilots. Jake tries to remain calm but he can feel his heartbeat increasing. There are only a few seconds left. The two of you manage to get out without passing out. 10-g's. Totally insane. 

"Bull's eye!" 

"That's my girl" says Jake. 

"Hondo, get Maverick to my office immediately. Seems like Rebel was following orders" Cyclone leaves the room, and when the pilots are left alone, they celebrate, fist bump and hug each other. 

"I never thought she had it on her" says Coyote, earning a smack in the head from Phoenix. 

"She's the best, of course she was gonna nail it" says the female as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

"We should go and wait for her" proposes Rooster with less happiness than one could expect. 

They all agree and head out. Jake grabs Rooster's arm to stop him. "Are you okay?" 

"Yeah, why do you ask?" says a very confused Rooster. 

"You seem a bit off. You're part of Rebel's life so I am worrying about you, too. You're a 2 for 1 package" 

Rooster laughs, patting Jake's shoulder. "I know she is the best up there but… I can't stop worrying. It's a high-g climb out, anything can happen. You lose control of your plane and-"

"Hey hey hey, let me stop you right there, buddy. If someone can make this happen, it is her. And I know that she sometimes takes risks but, she's not like Maverick. She knows when to stop" 

"But she forgets the book" 

"We all should do that, ya know. The book teaches you how to do the basics. You have to find your own way of doing the rest without it" 

"I know but…" 

"Bradley, Y/n is not like Maverick. And she won't end like your father. We will make sure of that" 

Rooster nods and follows the rest to the tarmac. Jake knows that he is still worried, but there are some things that only Rooster can fix.

 

"How mad is Cyclone?" it's the first thing you ask when you get out of your aircraft. 

"Well, he was fuming. And the fact that your boy over here was bragging about you in the front row doesn't make it any better" says Payback, exposing Jake in front of you. 

You smile, walking closer to him. "Bragging?" 

"He said, and I quote 'she's the best damn pilot you'll ever see' and 'that's my girl'" adds Fanboy. 

"You hate me, right?" asks Hangman, hitting him in the shoulder. 

"Nah, just enjoying this whole situation"

"Your girl… I don't remember agreeing to that?" you joke, smiling widely. It's the first real smile he has seen on you since you found out about Iceman's death. He missed it. 

"Uuuh so you're still single?" says Coyote getting close to you

"Back off, Coyote" warn both Rooster and Hangman at the same time, making the whole squad laugh. 

"Omg Rooster approves! Guys, we should go to the Hard Deck and celebrate. I don't think we'll be doing anything more today" explains Natasha. 

"Aren't we leaving tomorrow anyway?" you ask, moving to the base with all your friends. 

"Yeah, at 11:00 AM" answers Bob.

"Okay, guys. Hard Deck and then we'll go home to pack" Payback seems to have the whole night planned already. 

"I'll pass, guys. I'm tired. I'll go to the Hard Deck to get my bike and I'll go home" you say, making the team groan. 

"C'mon Y/n! We're celebrating your awesomeness" says Fanboy

"Thank you but not tonight" you state. Jake puts an arm around your shoulders. "I'm okay" 

"I know you are. Want me to stay with you? We can watch a movie" he offers. 

"No, Jake. I need to be alone tonight. I swear that I'll be okay" 

"You call me if you need anything, okay?" 

You nod, leaving the rest to go take off your flying suit. 

And just like she said, Y/n leaves the Hard Deck as soon as she gets there. Jake's a bit sulky about it. He was planning on making things official today. Guess it'll just have to wait. Jake's not in the mood for some pool so he takes his beer and goes to sit on one of the benches outside, enjoying the quietness and the sound of the waves. If he closes his eyes he can remember how two nights ago, in this same bench, he almost kissed you. 

"If you keep smiling like that I'll kick you in the face" Rooster's voice breaks the silence and makes Jake laugh. 

"I just remembered something and got lost in my thoughts" he watches Rooster sit in front of him. "You should be with the rest"

"Well, you too. But you're here and as part of the 2 for 1 package deal, someone has to worry about you. I cannot believe I'm saying this" Rooster mutters the last park, making Jake laugh again. He's a good guy. Jake wishes he had stopped being an asshole sooner. 

"I was just thinking about… everything, I guess" 

"Yeah… it's been a whole mess of a week" agrees Rooster, taking a sip of his beer. "Can I ask you something? I want you to be completely honest" 

"Sure. Ask away"

"Do you like y/n or are you just messing with her?" 

Jake can't say that he wasn't expecting this question. Actually, he's been waiting for it for a few days already. Rooster is the closest thing you have to a big brother. And he knows how protective a guy can be towards his little sisters. 

"I do have feelings for her, Rooster. But I haven't told her because timing is shit these days and I am not explaining those feelings to you first. I hope you understand it" 

"... actually, that's a better answer than what I expected. You have my blessing" he says, raising his beer in Jake's direction. 

"Thank you" 

"But, you hurt her and I'll make sure nobody will ever find your body" adds Rooster with a creepy smile. 

"...I kinda believe you and that smile scares the shit out of me" Jake laughs. 

"Good. Now you'll be a good man" 

They chat for a while, getting to know each other, sharing stories and realizing that they have things in common. 

"Did she tell you about her mother?" questions Rooster after a while. 

"Yeah, a few days ago. Y/n's really something else" 

"She acts tough, like she can handle everything on her own… but you've seen the real Y/n."

"That's good… I want to know everything I can about her" 

"Then I have to spill the dirty secrets. She had a call sign before Rebel. Oreo" 

"Oreo?" 

"It's the call sign Maverick gave her when she was little. She stopped being Oreo the day her father tried to pull her papers" explains Rooster, letting his beer aside to grab his phone. He opens it, looking for something and then turns it towards Jake. He wasn't expecting Rooster to show you a picture of you. There are two people in the picture: a woman and a toddler, and he knows the woman is Rooster's mom. They look similar. You were probably four, five years old. You're holding a stuffed animal, a teddy bear it seems, while hugging Carole. 

Jake smiles. Those are Rooster's girls. His mom and his sister. 

"You look like her" 

"Yeah. I look a lot more like my father. Well, this is little Oreo. Rebel is now her name but I know that deep down, little Oreo is just waiting for her father to apologize" 

"She misses him" 

Rooster nods. "Everyday. You know, losing a father because he dies it's different than this. He's gone. You have memories, you know he loved you and he was doing a great service for his country when he died. However, if your father betrays you and then acts like nothing happened, he never apologizes and you have to kick him out of your life… " 

"But you don't get closure in either case" 

"Yeah, but you don't have to see him years later and see how he still regrets nothing even when he's trying to gain you back" 

"Well, either way is fucked up. My father's a good man" 

"Do you think he'll like Y/n?" 

Jake chuckles a bit. "You know, when we first met I couldn't stop talking about her. I couldn't stand her. My dad called bullshit on it and said that I had the biggest crush ever." 

"...I like him already. You have sisters too, right?" 

Now it's time for Jake to look for a photo on his phone. He shows Rooster a picture he took on Christmas Eve last year. He was surrounded by his sisters and his two nephews. He was carrying her little niece, Lilly. That girl loved him with her entire heart. 

"Uncle Jake seems to be a nice man" jokes Rooster. 

"Yeah, Lilly makes me soft. She's my little girl" Jake smiles and leaves the phone on the table. "I'll go get another beer, you want?" 

"Sure!" 

Half an hour later, Rooster looks at his watch and sees that it's already late. "Oh shit, I have to go see Fahren" 

"You really care about her, huh" 

"What are you trying to say, bag man? It's a dear friend. Nothing more." Rooster argues quickly. 

"Yeah, yeah. Nothing more" 

Rooster grabs his phone and gives Jake the middle finger. "I hate that I can't hate you now" 

"Get out of here and go see your dear friend."

"I'll kick your ass tomorrow" says Rooster while going to his car. 

Jake stays there for a while, thinking that now Bradley is his friend. And all because of you. He stays there for a good ten minutes before getting up to pay. Penny informs him that Rooster took care of it already. This man. He is too nice. 

Jake says goodbye to the other pilots that are scattered around the bar before going to his car. He's feeling tired already, all the events of the week and the lack of proper sleep are taking a toll on his energy. He gets home, takes the phone off his jacket and leaves it on the table. He lays in his bed, resting for a few minutes before having to get up, take a shower and get ready to sleep. 

However, within seconds, he's fast asleep. 

Jake wakes up an hour later to the sound of an unknown phone ringing by his side. He turns on the light of the nightstand, blinking several times to adjust his vision. Where's that noise coming from? 

He sees the phone that he thought was his, ringing and showing a picture of Y/n and Rooster on the screen. Did he take Rooster's phone? Shit. He doesn't want to answer a phone that it's not his, but it's already late and it can be urgent. So he does it. 

"Yes?" 

"Bradley Bradshaw? I'm calling you from the Hospital. You're Y/n Mitchell's emergency contact, right?" says a soft female voice. 

"Is she okay?" 

"She had a motorcycle accident and she's-" 

"What hospital?" 

When the nurse tells him the name of the hospital, he hangs up and grabs his keys, running to his car. Hasn't she gone through enough shit already? A car accident now. He tries to stop his mind, filling itself with the worst scenarios. Y/n would be okay. 

She had to be okay. He needs her to be okay. 

By the time Jake arrives at the hospital, his palms are sweaty, he's having trouble breathing and the only thing that he can think about it's his sweet girl, laying in a hospital bed, hurt and bloody. He stops for a moment in front of the building, taking deep breaths and trying to calm his body. He never had a panic attack but this had to be the closest thing to it he has ever felt. Why you? From all the people that could possibly have an accident, why had it to be you? You have been through enough this week, and he had been part of those bad moments, even though he was better now, it was all very recent and Jake still blames himself for making you cry after comparing you to your father. It wasn’t fair. And you were too kind to even be mad at him. He would never deserve you. But he wanted you. More than that, actually. He loved you. And he would never let you go. That is, if you were okay. 

He enters the ER and goes straight to the information desk. "Where's Y/n Mitchell?" 

"Are you Bradley Bradshaw? I think I just called you" 

"Yeah, it's me" Jake lies because he knows that otherwise, they won't let him see you. "Please, tell me where she is" 

The nurse points to a room and he goes as fast as he can. When he enters it, he sees you, sitting on the bed with a few scratches on your hands. No blood, no broken bones. Nothing. You're completely okay. Your clothes seem to have taken the worst, your jacket is damaged and your pants too, but there are no open wounds like the ones he imagined. You seem to have fallen from the bike. He lets out the breath that he had been holding since he came in. 

"Jake? What are you doing here?" you look at him surprised to see him. 

"Bradshaw and I swapped phones by accident and I got a call from the hospital saying that you got in a motorcycle accident" Jake explains with a calm voice, even though his hands are still shaking. 

"Oh god, you must've been so scared…" 

"I thought… I-I thought…" 

"Jake, honey… I'm okay, see?" 

Jake is looking at you, but all his feelings and emotions are messed up. He doesn't know if he's happy you're okay, angry because the nurse made it look a lot worse than it was… He's a mess. Actually, there's something that he's sure about. He closes the distance that separates the both of you, takes your face between his hands and looks at you before leaning down to kiss you. It takes you by surprise. Part of your head is trying to understand that Jake is kissing you. The other part is screaming 'Finally!' 

You grab his shirt, pulling him even closer and running your free hand through his hair. He's gentle and passionate yet soft. His hands move down to your waist, caressing your body and making you shiver. You hear someone clearing his throat and you move away from Jake. Your doctor is right there, watching the whole scene. He has your discharge papers ready. 

"Miss Mitchell, you can leave. It was just a small fall, nothing to worry about. Here, your papers" 

You take them, feeling embarrassed because he just saw you sucking faces with Jake. "Thank you, doctor" 

He leaves and you look at Jake, laughing. "Are you okay, honey?"

"My front wheel locked up and I fell down. I just got scratches but the paramedics had to bring me here. I'm sorry they scared you" you explain holding his hand. 

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I'm okay. You're okay. And I fucking kissed you in front of your doctor. Great story to tell to our grandkids" he laughs.

"I mean… it was a good kiss" 

"Yeah" 

"A hell of a kiss, actually" 

"We can do that again" 

"We should, yeah" you nod. 

"But in your house because if that doctor comes here again he will kick us out" he says while grabbing your things. 

You walk to Jake's car, hand in hand. "Jake, do you wanna be my boyfriend?" 

Jake sighs, opening the passenger door for you. "Darling, you beat my ass at job, you can't beat me at this, too" 

"I did it already" 

He pulls you closer by the waist. "I would love to be your boyfriend, Y/n" 

"Good. Now kiss me again" 

"I will kiss you again at home" 

"But" you pout. 

"Don't give me that look" 

You pout even harder. 

"That's not fair, princess" he gives up and kisses you again. 

"Well, life's unfair. But at least you get kisses" you shrug, sitting inside the car. 

Jake closes your door and walks around to get to his door. "You're lucky your cute" 

"You think I'm cute?" 

"Cute, beautiful, precious, clever, brave, sexy… you want more? Because I can do this the entire ride home" 

"...yeah" you confess. And he really does praise you until you get home. 

Once you've changed clothes and taken a shower, Jake makes you dinner, puts a random movie on TV and sits with you on your sofa, running his hand through your hair and kissing your forehead from time to time. He seems to need to be connected to you in any way, and you are glad to not have to be alone tonight. 

"Jakey" 

"My mom used to call me that. When I was seven" he says, taking your empty plate from your hands and leaving it at the table. 

"But it's cute" 

"You're cuter" he brings you closer, laying down with your body on top of his. "Anyway, you wanted something?" 

"I wanted to go to bed but now I'm comfy here" you say, closing your eyes. 

"If you're gonna sleep, we're going to bed" he gets up and carries you to the bedroom. He drops you on the mattress, making you giggle. He is addicted to that sound. "I sleep without a t-shirt. Is that okay?"

You look at him, intently. "If you wake up with my hands all over you, it's your fault" 

Jake takes off his t-shirt, laying down next to you and pulling you towards his chest. "I'm all yours to touch, honey" 

You hug him, leaving a soft, sweet kiss on his chest. "You're gonna regret those words one day" you turn off the light and hug him again, falling asleep between the arms of the man you love.

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Game

Janis ‘Imi’ike x Cady Heron

Warnings: Regina crushing on Janis, coarse language, angst, fluff, protective Cady, mention of internalised homophobia

In which Cady and Janis have been secretly dating and Regina confesses her feelings for Janis one day. Cady immediately shut her down knowing how Janis has been hurt

Over the summer of junior year, Cady and Janis have started dating. But something else also happened— Regina had finally come to terms with her own sexuality and decided to make amends with Janis. But it was a task way more complicated than she’d expected it to be. Because coming to terms with her own sexuality also meant acknowledging the feelings she had, no— has, for Janis. It was real punch in the gut for the blonde to witness this: Janis with an arm around Cady’s waist, and Janis pressing a kiss onto her lips. Regina froze like a deer in headlights, feeling her heart just crushed into a million tiny pieces.

Regina didn’t expect it at all, but the truth is, their feelings for each other started right around the time of the spring fling junior year. It didn’t take a long time, but Regina, well? She definitely felt like she lost big time.

She sees Cady leave and head towards her homeroom, Janis was still at her own locker scrolling through her phone. Regina walks up to her. “Hey.”

“What?” Janis asks, not bothered to look up from her phone.

“I wanna apologise.” Regina continues, “What I did was wrong and I shouldn’t have.”

“Which thing exactly?” Janis spat, “The Burn Book? Or the fact that you and the rest of the school called made fun of me for months in middle school?”

“I said sorry.”

“No, actually, you did not.” Janis huffs, shoving her phone into her pocket and looking at the blonde. “Both times, and any other times in between? Not a single apology. You knew it was wrong and yet you still did it. Internalised homophobia or not, that’s still fucked up. It doesn’t give you the free pass to make people’s lives hell.”

Janis turned and left after saying that, though she still saw Regina again in homeroom minutes later.

After homeroom, Janis had French class with Cady and Damian. The minute she walked in, Damian picked up on her tensed body language. And Cady, that look on her face. They could read her like a book. Janis also wore her heart on her sleeve.

“What happened?”

“Regina just tried ‘apologising’ to me and expected me to forgive her.” Janis admits, “Not going to happen.”

“Well, damn. Wouldn’t have expected her to even come up to you.” Damian scoffs.

“She did text me last night.” Cady reveals.

“I’m sorry? She texted you last night?” Janis asked, eyes widened.

“We’ll talk properly about this at lunch.” Cady said, seeing the teacher walk in.

“Cads.” Janis seethed, “What’d she say?”

“I will show you both at lunch.” She sighs, “Alright? Just focus on the lesson right now.”

Janis let up hearing that, Damian however— it was so obvious he was eager to know more. Typical. It’d be funny to see if it weren’t for it being directly about one of themselves.

Over time, Janis got curious. But she knew curiosity killed the cat. “God, finally!” Damian exclaimed, “Cady, get your ass over here now. Spill the tea.”

“I’m just going to let you both read it.” Cady set her phone down in front of the both of them.”

Damian gasps dramatically, “Hi Cady, I was wondering if you could help me ask out Janis?I’ve done a lot of thinking over the summer and I’ve come to realise that what was wrong and I just…can’t stop thinking about it and Janis. I like her.”

“Do you think she’d texted anyone else to help her?” Cady asks.

“Honey. I don’t know but damn.”

Janis had seemingly froze in her seat. “Janis?” Cady says. “Are you okay?”

“Suuuure.” Janis chuckles wryly, “My biggest enemy directly texting my girlfriend to help her ask me out? After she’s already hurt me to the point where my personality changed? Because of her stupid jokes and shit? Oh, I am fine, baby.”

“Janis…”

“Fuck this, fuck Regina. She has no right to want to try and claw her way back into my life the way she wants to.” Janis spat harshly. “I hate this fucking game of life that I just can’t seem to win. Every day I have to walk in here and see her smug face, watch her control the school. People respect her, but they fear me without even knowing me. I can ignore her, sure. But no matter what? She’s there like a pesky housefly that wouldn’t leave you alone. In the background, but loud enough for you to hear it just a little— over time, you’re pissed. Then more, and more. And more. She broke my heart and ruined my life before we even became teenagers.”

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“I heard what you said at lunch.”

Cady pulls Janis closer to her body, Regina watches that. Then her eyes flicked up and looked between the redhead and the brunette.

“Save it, Regina. Nothing you say will fix or change anything.” Cady spoke up first, “What you did was unforgivable. I’ll never forgive you, let alone Janis. I don’t care why you did what you did— It was a terrible decision that you made, time and time again to continue tormenting the girl who was your best friend. You could easily just left her alone. Ignored her, and slowly drift apart. That isn’t right either but at least she wouldn’t have been hurt by something you knowingly said or did. I’m not perfect, I’ve made mistakes. I’ve made the mistake of trusting you and getting manipulated by you to wrack havoc in the school. You used me because I didn’t know better. But now I do, so you don’t even have to try. It’s not going to work. Out of everybody’s in this school, we’re the few that will never listen to you ever again.”

“Are you so sucked up in your idea that everybody loves you no matter what? I’m not your Mom, Regina. I don’t have to love you.” Janis carried on, “The audacity that you have to just so easily try and talk your way out of this with some half-assed apology for every wrong that you’ve ever done— years and years of mistakes and misery. People called me crazy but worshipped you like a god! You are a bully who has no respect for anyone. So, no I will not go out with you, and I most definitely will not forgive you. Please. Stop trying. Nothing’s going to work.”

Regina was dumbfounded as she should. Janis was fuming, her petite frame trembling as Cady and Damian watched, concerned but ready to lead her away. “Focus on your own life, and stay the fuck out of ours.” Damian pointed at her, “I know you hear me but you better let that register because none of us are saying any of that again.”

Janis had to fight tears for the rest of her school day, only letting go when she was in the privacy of her own room. But Cady was close behind, shutting the door. Damian had dropped them off after school. Janis tossed her backpack into a corner of her room and it lands with a startling thud. She sighs and sat down, head buried in her hands briefly. “I am so— oh my God! I don’t even know what I’m feeling but I want to—” Janis turned around and dove head first into her pillow, then just screamed. Unfazed, Cady sat down by her, a hand on her back, rubbing soothing circles. “You’re okay.”

“No, I’m not.” Janis immediately said back, “I’m not okay. I’m feeling a lot of things but I’m not sure how all of that’s going to come out of me.”

“You’re alright.” Cady repeated, guiding her to sit up and just held her in her arms tightly, “I got you, Janis. Just…let it happen.”

“Ugh.” She groans, “I want to wring that damn neck of hers so bad.”

“Don’t do that- she’s not worth it.”

Janis scoffs, “How dare she do that? Thinking her feelings for me will magically erase her mistakes, and what? Make me fall for her, too? That’s just—”

Janis bursts into tears with that, head buried in Cady chest as she does, a blubbering mess. “You’re okay.” Cady says every now and then, “No one’s going to hurt you again, I promise.”

Janis shook her head, tears easily seeping into Cady’s shirt.

“No one is ever going to hurt you again, as long as I’m alive. We’ve been through the worst of the worst, no one else is going to compare.” Cady sighs softly, rubbing her back then pressing a kiss to her head.

Janis lets out a shaky breath, sniffling as she looked up at Cady while licking her dry lips. Cady looked down, eyes meeting hers, patiently waiting for her to speak if she wanted to. “Thank you.” Janis says quietly.

“I love you.” Cady held her tighter.

“I love you too, Cady.” Janis replies in a small voice.

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💭A/N: Here’s a little drabble to get out my half-baked idea that’s been on the back burner for ages. :’)

[kaunis-sielu]

Frozen: Kids Day

He’d discussed it with you, and his mom and Thor had finally come to the decision to allow Astrid do kids day if she wanted. He’d been hesitant to expose Astrid to the chaos of being the child of a well known athlete but you both had come to the realization that he couldn’t hide her forever. You’d talked to some of the moms and had been told that really, they and the kids were left alone. The only real issues were when the players were with them.

“Kanin, you can still change your mind.” Thor tells her lacing up her skates.

“No thanks Papa. I wanna go on the ice!” She says brightly and you see Thor’s shoulders drop. They look adorable in their matching Odinson jerseys, Astrid has her hair in a long braid and is beaming. Thor looks more concerned but also proud like only a Dad can.

“Moxie where’s your jersey?” Astrid asks blinking up at you.

“My jersey? I don’t have a jersey honey.”

“Yes you do. Papa got you one.”

“Only if you want to wear it.” Thor says taking a jersey with his name and number on it off of the bench next to Astrid. You know what this means. That it means you’re letting everyone know that you and Thor are dating. You won’t be able to hide that you love him anymore and before you know what you’re doing you’ve taken the jersey from his hand and slipped it on. When you look up at him you see want in his eyes, Thor takes your hand and pulls you gently toward him.

“You can’t take it back. They’ll all know.” He warns gently and you nod.

“I’m ready.” You know he’s just been waiting for you to give him the green light on going public. He presses a kiss to your lips and Astrid giggles.

“Papa! Let’s go!” She says giving both your hands a tug. You can’t help the small laugh that falls past your lips as you and Thor both obediently follow Astrid out of the locker room. Thor takes your hand as she runs down the hallway best she can in her skates. There aren’t many people here yet but Thor had wanted to get Astrid onto the ice beforehand. Thor towers over you in his skates,

“Kanin, wait for me.” He says as she lifts a foot to step onto the ice. Astrid looks over her shoulder at him and positively pouts. “Kanin.” He rumbles lowly but the pout doesn’t lessen. “Why the face?”

“I want to be first.”

“I didn’t say you couldn’t be first. You just need to wait so I can help you if you need it.” He’s so beautifully patient with her. “And I need to make sure Moxie doesn’t fall either.” You’d slipped one time, once, and now Thor is paranoid about you doing it again and has been more insistent about someone being near you when you go on the ice.

“Thor, just go. I’ll be out later.” You tell him with a squeeze of his hand, you’d specifically taken today off to help him wrangle Astrid.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m not wearing skates so it doesn’t make sense for me to come out now.” He presses a quick kiss to your lips then helps Astrid step carefully onto the ice.

You watch them skate around for a while, happily leaning on the edge of the boards at the bench.

“What the hell. Why are you wearing that?” Jane snaps from behind you. Did she really not know you were dating Thor?

“Thor gave it to me.”

“Why? It’s not very professional.” She says standing next to you.

“What?”

“Dressing like that.”

“Not that it’s any of your business but I took the day off.”

“Why are you wearing his number?” You blink at her, does she honestly not know? It’s not like you and Thor walk around making out or anything but you don’t really hide it either.

“Kattunge?” Tho calls and you glance up at him with a smile, “Astrid wants you to watch.” He says and she takes the tiny stick she has and maneuvers the puck down the rink toward you. She shoots the puck toward the wall and it hits with a soft thunk.

“Nice job A!”

“Papa said I’d score if the net was out here.”

“Oh for sure!” You agree with a smile.

“Papa?” Jane mutters looking from Thor to Astrid to you as he skates toward you.

“Ready to come on the ice?” Thor asks you with a grin and you roll your eyes at him.

“Yea alright.” You push open the boards and take his hand as you step onto the ice. While you’d have liked to dress up a bit more you’ve learned that anything but flat shoes on the ice is a bad choice. But the fact that they’re wedges with a flat bottom is something that Thor doesn’t need to know.

“Wait. Are you two dating? Is that why Hela moved you to the first line? Cuz you’re sleeping with him?”

“No, I moved her because she’s better than you.” Hela says as she struts up, “I came to see my favorite little Apa.” She says with a grin at Astrid.

“Moster!” Astrid cries with a wide smile. You love that they all use Swedish nicknames for one another.

“Hi Apa! Are you having fun?”

“Yea!”

“Just wait until the other kids get here.” She says with a grin. “Moxie, love the jersey.”

“Thank you.” Jane storms away Thor chuckles softly,

“Subtle Hela.”

“I didn’t lie, Moxie is better than Jane which is why I hired her.” This is high praise from Hela, a tough woman who does her shit well. Thor guides you along the ice with two gentle hands on your lower back, you don’t try to move, just let him slide you across the smooth surface.

The rest of the team start to show up, kids in tow, Holstagg has three kids, Heimdall has a teenaged son that you’ve met once before. It gets loud and chaotic then the fans start coming in.

The Asgard have a section that’s been closed off for the families, you sit with Astrid on your lap for most of the game, she cheers loudly for Thor and you get her a pretzel to share and a small ice cream before a win for Asgard. She’s almost zonked out in your arms when Thor comes out of the locker room.

“You did so good Papa.” She mutters and you grin up at him.

“Thank you Kanin.” He holds his arms open for her and you pass her to him,

“How was it watching from the crowd?”

“Less smelly, and actually we had really great seats to see the whole ice. I usually can’t see over the other guys so I watch the screen.”

“Oh, I didn’t even think of that.”

“I did miss feeling like I was part of the team though.” You tell him as he wiggles his elbow for you to slide your fingers into the crook of his arm.

Astrid sleeps the whole way home, you’d driven to Thor’s before the game with every intention of going home but when he looks at you with those blue eyes of his you find it hard to remember what your plan was.

“I’m glad you had fun.” Thor says as you join him in his bed.

“I did. Thank you for trusting Astrid with me.”

“Of course. She loves you as much as I do.”

“I love you both too.” You tell him and he wraps an arm around your waist sliding you closer to him. Thor kisses you softly, carding his fingers through your hair.

You fall asleep then, content in his arms.

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This is a series of one shots. If you have any suggestions or ideas for Thor and Moxie please let me know.

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