#but yeah. everyone just please be kind to eachother and party on please

[mister-nibbs]

could we all just Be Nice and Respect Others actually please

[tan1shere]

Make You

Billie Eilish x female reader !

A/n: first fic for my lil kinktober ... tanntober? No that's stupid everyone else's sounds cute mine sounds busted 🥰 anyways PLEASE ENJOY 😈

Summary: you hated eachother.. so it seemed.

Warnings: smut, hate sex ?, bondage, rough Billie, fingering.

Masterlist - Halloween ML

I hate you...

Yeah. Turns me on

You were really good friends with Finneas and Claudia. So you were around quite a bit. And tonight was another small party at theirs, they'd often have a tiny one with the friend group plus some others. So you ofcourse knew Billie. Did you two get along? Nope, and here's why.

For some reason when you first became friends with them Billie was iffy about you. You had become friends with Claudia first, then Finneas. And suddenly you were around all the time. You were always so kind with everyone, and it seemed to bother her. She actually had no idea why she didn't like you she just didn't. Then you'd get brought up by one of them, and that started to bug her.

She was working with Finneas on some music, they were taking a break. "Y/n took this cute photo of peaches last night! She's actually good at photography-" Billies eyes roll. "Can we get back to this, please?" He stares at her. "What's your problem with her, shes so kind to you and lately you've been rude even to her face. Like fine do what you want or say what you want to me, but the poor girls done absolutely nothing to you." - "Yeah well she bugs me. How did you even meet her she kinda just spawned." He sets the mic he had in hand, down.

"Claudia was taking a pilates class and Y/n happened to be there and they got talking. Found out she lived quite close by, got to know her better and she was really sweet." Billie was getting tired of hearing about you. "We don't know what her intentions are." "Billie." She just shrugs. "What! She could be after you or something, she was getting cozy with you the other day I saw. Maybe she's going to break you and Claudia up!" Finneas looks at her like she's insane. "You really need to get to know her better. She's most definitely not after me." Her brows furrow. "And how do you know that?"

"Shes gay Billie, full blown lesbian. If anything she'd be interested in Claudia, but she isn't because she's just a decent human being, something you're kinda lacking at the moment." Maybe she was being quite over the top. She still hated you. But she might of been starting to realize why. Especially when she heard you were into girls. There was no doubt you were beautiful, too beautiful for words. When Billie was giving you dirty looks all the time she actually wasn't, in her mind she was thinking how effortlessly pretty you were. Maybe those things bugged her more so than the reason she claims to hate you for. Maybe she actually liked you but used the hatred method to get over it.

Regardless she still 'hated' you. And tonight you couldn't take it anymore. You had arrived early as usual, carrying a bag of supplies. "You didn't have to do that!" Claudia smiles at the girl. "Ofcourse i did! You know how much I love helping out." - "Ugh you're an angel." She says, helping you bring it in. Billie was there too and she couldn't help rolling her eyes, you being some perfect angel, she didn't believe it still. Even if the true reason was right infront of her. You on the other hand, had really liked Billie at first. She was gorgeous, she was talented and you admired her deeply.

That was until you found out she hated you, you kinda picked up on it with the looks and the snide comments. You tried to ignore it, saying that maybe she's just going through something. But that's just who you were, you'd always give people the benefit of the doubt. But you were strong you could handle people who mocked and criticized you when you had to. You stood up for yourself. And you sure as hell did tonight.

People started coming in the small house, crowding it ever so slightly. You had a drink in hand talking with some mutual friends you had made in the past year of knowing Finn and Claud. But you felt eyes on you. Not admiring ones, deadly ones. You turn to see it was ofcourse Billie. You wanted to ignore it but the drink was telling you to do the exact opposite. You excuse yourself from the conversation you were currently in and approach her on the couch. You never really talked to her, nor tried to. You got the impression it was pointless.

"Can we talk?" You ask so sweetly, you never had any bad intentions. But oh God she just wanted to rip that soft voice out of you. On the other hand she was a little shocked you'd even speak to her, she reluctantly said sure. Very nonchalantly, shrugging at the same time. She gets up and follows you to a quieter area. "Have I done something?" You finally ask, after months of knowing her, after months of her being crude. Yet another shrug. This wasn't going to be easy at all. "Well it sure seems as if I have, can I fix it?"

All you wanted was to be friends with people, never enemies. "Why are you so hell bent on making things perfect all the time." She finally snaps. "Billie-" "I swear you come in this house being all 'look at me I'm wonderful' When i doubt that's truly the case." You stare at her in disbelief. Finn had told you about Billie being off about you. But you never realized just how much. You swallow, unable to process her harsh words. "Well. If that's how you feel." She soon after nods. "Yup." You just scoff slightly. "Wow. Glad to know where I stand with you." Your feet go to move, when you then hear her speak.

"Hopefully really far away." The response was cold. You could feel your throat tightening, and honestly wanting to cry. But you weren't going to give her that satisfaction. "You're a bitch." You breathe out. "Right back at you." All you could think of was getting the hell out of there. You brush past people, Finneas being one of them. "Woah woah- where are you going?" His bewildered look made you sigh. "Ask your sister." You speak bluntly. Leaving after that. His brows furrow, on his way looking for her. Once he finds her he strides over. "What the fuck Billie." Eyes roll. Again.

"Oh what, did she come crying to you like a God damn baby? She came to me, I didn't start it." His head lowers, shaking it. "Jesus Billie, no she didn't come crying to me, she whooshed past heading for the door, she most definitely looked upset though. Why? Why have you got such a hatred for her for fuck sakes?" She just looks at her brother. "I dunno." He laughs slightly. "I do." Her brow raises, the left one. "Enlighten me." "You like her, but you can never deal with your feelings properly so you're pushing her away before you can fall too deep for her." Silence.

He knew her better than she knew herself, but it was true. The first time she ever did see you. Her heart was melting but she had to stop it. Maybe because of situations in the past, but she was too far into the hatred. She was genuinely believing she hated you. Even though it was a lie. "Whatever, I don't care. She started it." "No. You did, this would've never even happened if you hadn't grown this disliking bull shit. It's stupid." That was the last thing said before he leaves, Billie standing there not knowing what to do.

Nothing changed. Not even after Finneas scolded her. If anything the hatred grew, larger, causing you to hate her in the process. It was silly, but it happened. It was yet again another party, Claudia's brand had a new big release, so they were throwing a bit of a celebration. She had a small one two days ago, but decided a more boozey one would be fun. And it was at first, you were enjoying yourself. Dancing with a mutual friend, this one girl you had grown to like, Ava. A closer friend of Claudia's. She was always so bubbly and out there you loved it. Music was blasting, crowds of people. More so than the usual parties they'd throw.

A few drinks down and all you wanted to do was dance, Ava seemed to be on the same page, extending her hand out for you to grab. "Dance?" You smiled. "I thought you'd never ask!" You say loud enough over the booming music. Huge smiles were on both of your faces, but you couldn't help feeling the opposite shooting daggers into the back of your head. You sensed something. So instinctively you turn around, seeing none other than Billie. This time your eyes roll. You were so incredibly sick of her childishness. It was getting pathetic.

Your attention is soon back on Ava as her hands move to your waist, it was flirty. The whole situation. You hadn't realized Billies stare changed considering you weren't paying her any mind. It progressed into jealousy. She didn't ever want to admit that but it was true. That should be her, but she's gone too far. Screwed up too much to the point where you hated her guts. Only because she falsely hated you. It was all her dumbass fault. After a few songs you go upstairs to find the bathroom, stumbling just slightly.

Thankfully if you ever drunk too much they let you crash at theirs. Always. You were like family to them, more so Claudia. Both of your bonds were incredibly close. You come back out, but unpleasantly you met those stupid eyes. Ones that were beautiful, but attached to the person who drove you mental. Potentially in many ways..

"What do you want." - "You into her or something?" You glare at her. "Excuse me?" She presses her weight on her right leg. "Ava, she was getting quite close to you earlier." A scoff was heard from you. "Why on earth do you care. Might I mention all of a sudden, when you normally want to 'stay far away' from me." There was a slight pause, was she thinking of a response. Your eyes roll as you go to brush past her but she grabs your wrist. "Do you like her?" You try to pull. "Leave me alone Billie. Your presence is already pissing me off." She lets out a dry laugh. "Trust me, princess. Yours isn't liked a whole lot either. Don't get a big head." You wanted to scream in her face.

She was so infuriating. And even though that name was meant to be mocking you stupidly liked it. You give her one last glare before you're storming down the stairs. Her feet on your trail. You go to Ava and grab her face. "Kiss me." You say sweetly, mixed with a sultry tone. She smirked slightly. "Say no more." And she did just that, attaching her lips onto your own. Billie saw, vividly. If this was a cartoon, you'd surely see steam piping out of her ears. But why? Why on earth did this bother her so much. For someone who didn't give a fuck about you. She sure did seem to care a fuck ton.

After an hour or so you were going back up to the bathroom, making sure everything's still intact. When your wrist is being grabbed. "He!-" Then a hand was slapped against your mouth. "Zip it." Your eyes meet hers in the mirror, your instincts finally kicking in after the initial confusion. You bite her hand making her retract, pushing her back. "What the fuck is wrong with you. Do tell cuz I'm getting genuinely sick of this shit." She laughs in your face. It was cold and mocking. Just like all the other times before. "You're just a spoilt bitch you know that." Your eyes roll but she grabs your jaw. "You love rolling your eyes huh."

You push her off of you, again. "What? you're the only one who can?" - "Smart mouth." She says.

"Fucking dick." You stare at one another for a second, something shifted in the air. Something different. She slowly backs you up against the sink. No words to be said, just actions. Her eyes going over your face, eyes, cheeks nose. Lips. Your heart picks up at the current moment. The whole situation being odd. Still no words. Her eyes linger on your lips, hands eventually making contact with your hips. What were you giving in to? It felt like you were. This new found tension. Her face was incredibly close to your own. You hated that you liked this, you hated how she has you currently. You felt weak, weaker than you had been.

"I hate you." You seethed, but it was hushed. Unable to focus on forming the right sentences. "Yeah, turns me on." Your breath hitches in your throat, only visible to your mind. Glad she couldn't see how wound up you are getting. You couldn't take the slight tease. You give into everything. Leaning in to kiss her, it was intense, messy. Hot, like lava. Her hands move over your body as you shift in her touch. "Hate you so much." You say on her lips. "Sure you do." You hum. Resuming the kiss, but hers goes to your chin, jaw. Neck. You breathe out. "Hate you.." - "Just shut up." Her teeth sink into your skin, doing just as she had asked. Your mouth shut tight. Eyes doing the same.

When all of a sudden your back hits the bathroom wall. Her hands grip your wrists and shove them above your head, against the cold brick. Your shocked expression makes her laugh. "I hate you too angel, with a burning passion." Her knee presses hard against your clothed cunt, causing your mouth to fall open with a gasp. "God you make me so angry, but look at you. At the same time I just wanna fuck you senseless. This time your eyes would be rolling for a different reason." "Please." Your voice was moany, whiney. All of the above. You needed this and now. She goes to lock the door, slithering her belt out in the process.

It was her HMHAS one, so it was perfect for what she wanted to do. "Everything off." And in a heartbeat her request was fulfilled. She sighs out, making your thighs clench at how hot it sounded. "Even through all the hate I still wanted you deep down." She admitted, making you swoon for this more. "Need you." She smirks at you, how eager you have become. "Yeah? Turn around, wrists together." How could you possibly deny that. Your back faces her as your arms go behind you. She ties that same belt tightly around them, fastening it in the black lock. You were truly trapped. And she was loving it.

"You gotta stay quiet though, can't have anyone know what we are up to can we?" You look at her. "What, wouldn't want people hearing that you don't actually hate me?" Your breath soon gets caught as she grabs the end of the belt, tightening it harder. "Watch it." She not only warns with her voice but her eyes too. You glare at her slightly, eventually feeling her tug you around and sitting you on the sink counter. "Stay quiet. If you don't do exactly as I say I'll leave you here. With nothing." Your eyes fell. Deciding to stop the act and just listen. Her fingers meet your wet pussy making your head fall against the mirror. "Fuck-" You bite your lip, remember what she had said.

"Mmm, close one huh?" You bit hard, nodding slightly. Her fingers slowly make contact with your entrance wasting no time into dipping them in, harshly. She was fucking evil. She wasn't even going to try be nice by taking it slow. Ensuring some noises come out. Your lip starts to bleed and she just laughs. "You stupid girl." You wanted to slap her, and you go to do so but remember. You can't. A tiny groan leaves your throat. "Uh-huh, think again." She says, noticing you struggle in the belt. When she hears you whine, muffled by your teeth sinking into your lip.

Her pace was ungodly, sending your eyes to truly roll back. "That's it, take them like the greedy bitch you are." You retreat your teeth from its former position. "Mm, fuck you." You mindlessly say. "Oh baby, don't say things you know you can't handle." You gave up, gave up with trying to outsmart her in any way. "Billie please, just fucking ruin me." Your request had her shocked slightly. "Don't underestimate me baby." - "I plan to."

Her fingers swiftly move out of you, earning a moan at the feeling and stretch. Her Jeans hit the floor, making you look infront at the fake dick. She looked so good, staring down at you with such lust. Enjoying the fact she was way taller than you now, your form sinking into the counter. Your body slumped. Anticipating what was about to come. Preferably you. The tip of the cock touches your weeping hole, making your mind race. You didn't care anymore you needed this more than anything. "Please put it in, please Billie-" And she does. Deep. Taking things on the faster side, fucking you absolutely filthy. Your head leans back again as it hits deeper. "Shit." You mutter softly. When you heard knocking. "Everything alright in there." Your eyes widen as you hear Avas voice.

She didn't know you were in there, but Billie needed her to. She had to show what was now hers. No one else was in here fucking your brains out, it was her. Just her. So she thrusts deeper than she had that night, hitting your g-spot causing you to let out a breathy moan. Bingo. "Yep! Just had a drunken lil accident and got hurt but it's all ok." Billie then replies. What a fucking liar, a good one because Ava seemed to believe it mainly. But Billie didn't stop, not one bit. "You're so annoying." You moan again. "Am I really? I'm just so annoying, isn't it so annoying that I'm fucking you so good. Your eyes are getting a good view of the back of your head. Yeah, how annoying."

Your eyes begin to shut, but her hand fixes on your jaw, holding tight. "Still hate me huh?" "Mhmmm." You say with your teeth back on your lip. "Mm, those noises tell me otherwise." She gets the perfect angle, hitting that blissful spot deep inside you. "Billie-" You gasp. "Go on, cum all over it. Gush all your hate on my dick baby." That alone sent you insane, your back arching as her thrusts continue. "Fuckfuckfuck." You chant as you felt it coming. Your orgasm has you shaking, has her satisfied. She was in awe seeing you like this.

"Still hate me, princess?"

[st4rgiirll]

secret

jj maybank x routledge!reader.

this is heavily inspired by that part in friends where everyone finds out about monica and chandler😭 this is also in little segments for each character finding out.

also, some of the events dont match up to the storyline of the show. i just thought of storylines for this fic and incorporated them into this.

synopsis: jj and reader have had a secret relationship for the past couple months, secret all thanks to the ‘no pogue on pogue macking’ rule. but what if the pogues find out on their own?

you loved jj. truly. the past couple months with him have been amazing, though you both yearned to be able to do this in public. but you wouldnt, not with john b around. sneaking around with jj was fun,

of course it was, but it got repetitive very quickly.

until you got found out.

pope:

hushed giggles and rapid footsteps invaded your bedroom as jj and you rushed inside for some very much needed alone time together, lips crashing together between laughs. your hands wandered his biceps, feeling them flex and twitch under your fingers.

it wasnt long before his hands were on the back of your head, tugging your head closer for another kiss. you resisted, thinking you heard footsteps. he grumbled, trying to pull you closer once more.

“c’mon princess, i havent been able to kiss you all day! let me make up for it now.” he mumbled, lowering his head toward your neck.

he sucked and bit at your neck, soothing the slight sting with a swipe of his tongue. he barely got to touch you today, let alone kiss you! he felt like he was going insane.

“jay- just- someone might be coming.” you mumble lowly, tilting your head up to allow him to kiss your neck.

yeah, so what? your resolve was weak when it came to jj, you couldnt help it.

“you’re paranoid, cupcake. jus’ give papa j some lovin’ yeah?” he grins goofily against the supple skin of your neck.

“y-yeah… you’re right.” you agree, allowing your hand that was previously itching to grip jj’s hair finally doing so.

you allowed jj’s kisses to travel up your neck and to your lips, your tongues immediately fighting for dominance. jj sucked your bottom lip into his mouth, fiddling with your crop top’s straps. he pushed the strap to the side, allowing it to fall off your shoulder.

pope, who’d watched jj walk in your room, had swung the door open to ask jj what he was doing in your room. his jaw had dropped, but jj just smirked. until his brain caught up with what was happening, in which his smirk melted off his face and grew into a more flustered look.

“uhm- jj- y/n-“ pope stumbles over his words, eyes wide in shock.

your own face was complimented by a light tint of pink, your hands now resting on jj’s shoulders rather than in his hair.

“well- w-we can explain.” you say, hopping away from jj’s body.

“we’re kind of, like, seeing eachother… in secret though, so please please please… dont tell anyone, especially not jb.” you explain, your eyebrows pulled together in concern.

“y-yeah, yeah.. okay… how- i mean, how are you two together? why?” pope asks, confused.

“well pope, when two people love eachother-“ jj starts before you smack his chest.

“we got together after the midsummers, to be fair jj was pretty tipsy. but we’re really happy together, and he’s great.” you smile.

“and the sex is just as great-“ jj guffaws before you give him a deadpanned look and his laugh dies into more of an awkward smile.

“im uh, im happy for y’all…” pope says, before shooting us a smile and quickly making a break out of the room.

”god, that was so awkward.” you mutter.

kiara:

the both of you were at an infamous boneyard party, maybe a little too tipsy. neither of you cared very much though, just dancing and having fun with your boyfriend, brother, and friends.

you’d excused yourself to go and grab another drink, jj offering to come with you. he followed behind you like a lost puppy, and once you were far enough away from the others he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“y’know why they call this ‘the boneyard’ baby?” he whispered seductively with an even more seductive laugh.

“no, why?” you bit your lip to supress a smile.

“well, obviously because people’d come here all the time for parties. and y’know what they’d do?” he paused for a moment before continuing.

“they’d bone, baby!” he laughed, pulling your hips closer to his own.

“‘nd i think we should do the same… y’know, continue a legacy or some shit.”

“hmm..” you hum.

“i guess… it wouldnt be a bad idea..” you giggle, turning around and holding his face in your hands and pecking a kiss on his lips.

“mm, good girl.” he grins, his head going straight to your neck to suck hickeys onto the skin there all while being too drunk to care about who would see it in the morning.

you let out an involuntary shiver, your arms wrapping around his neck while your fingers fiddled with the hair at the nape of his neck.

“jump.” he mumbles huskily, and of course you comply with that tone of voice.

he catches you in his arms, wrapped around your thighs. he quickly takes you away from prying eyes toward the twinkie, pushing you against the door.

“the things you do to me…” he groans, his hand caressing your thigh.

“y’so pretty baby, cant believe i landed you…” he says in a lovestruck tone, kissing up your neck and eliciting a couple of breathy moans from you.

he pulls you away from the door to pull it open, laying you on the floor of the twinkie. within seconds of shutting the door, his lips are back on you sucking and kissing. his hips rolled against yours as his wandering hands pulled the end of your dress up.

“oh baby, y’soaked through your panties… all this mess f’me?” he smirks, fingers playing with the edge of your panties.

“y-yeah, all f’you jay… please..” you whimper, and of course he cant deny you.

he’s completely pussy whipped, and he doesnt mind admitting it.

“i know baby..” he coos.

“i’ll help you baby, my good girl..” he grunts, unbuckling his belt.

you giggled in excitement as your legs instinctively spread further for him, until the door opened and kie stood there.

you were frozen in shock, this was the second time! jj closed your legs, giving you some sort of dignity.

“kie…” he starts.

“oh my god… john b’s actually going to end you.” the frizzy haired girl muttered.

“what? no he wont, im his best friend. he knows i’ll take good care of her.” he shrugs, though deep down he was worried john b would disapprove.

“please, kie.. dont tell anyone, not even sarah… we’re gonna tell everyone eventually, but just in our own time.” you plead, hoping she’d keep this a secret for our sake.

“okay, fine… but you keep being reckless and everyone will find out on their own.” she said, before grabbing what she needed and shutting the door.

and god, you knew she was right.

cleo:

jj was just working at the shop, stocking shelves and working behind the counter. you were supposed to be doing the same. key word: supposed.

see, you were too busy ogling at jj. i mean, how could you not?! he was a total dreamboat with his fluffy hair, his cargo shorts, those damn sleeveless shirts he always wore that made you want to jump his bones. dont even start with the rings.

you figured you must be ovulating because this never usually was an issue, and the dirty thoughts infiltrating your mind definitely didnt help.

“staring’s rude y’know?” he laughs slightly, not even looking up from whatever he was doing from behind the counter.

“i wasnt staring.” you reply, clearing your throat and starting to stock shelves again.

“right, and im not baked all the time. sweetheart, there’s no shame in drooling.” he snickers.

“i am not drooling.” you had to check your mouth to make sure you really werent drooling, the way you were so distracted with him you werent even sure what was happening around you.

“whatever you say.” he sighs, closing the cash register after counting the money. “c’mere darlin’.”

you didnt even fight it when your legs automatically started moving behind the counter, god you were so down bad. and you didnt even care.

you immediately gripped his shirt and pulled him into a passionate kiss, not able to resist him and his damn kissable lips. he let out a surprised grunt, but kissed you back.

this kiss lasted for a couple minutes, blocking every other thing in the world out. you guys were in your own little bubble.

“whatchu doin’?” cleo’s voice sounds out from infront of the counter.

you quickly jump away from eachother, jj scratching the back of his neck. god this was so embarrassing, you seriously needed to get better at this sneaking around bullshit.

“ah, i see… you guys been mackin’ eachother huh?” the girl grinned.

“glad to see y/n’s finally getting some though.” she winked at you.

“ha ha, funny.” you huff.

“please dont tell anyone..” you ask.

“or do, not like it’d make much of a difference. we’re always getting caught-“ jj gets cut off by a slap to the chest.

“shush jj, she should keep it quiet.” you hiss.

“right, yeah. cleo, keep it quiet.” he says.

“huh. rude boy’s pussy whipped.” she huffs out a laugh, walking out of the shop.

“well- wh- are you gonna keep it quiet?!” jj calls our after cleo but earns no response.

john b & sarah:

jj and you were just cuddling, that was all. nothing more, nothing less. there wasnt any sexual intentions behind it, just some romantic cuddles between lovers. and he’d just been beaten by his dad, again, so he needed some extra loving from his girl.

“he’s an asshole, jay… i hate what he does to you, i wish i could kill ‘im for you..” you say softly, carding your fingers through his soft hair.

“i wouldnt let you do that, cant have my pretty girl goin’ to jail for me.” he smiles, kissing your cheek lovingly.

“mm, you’re so perfect jay.. y’know that?” you ask.

“nah sweetheart, i think you’re the perfect one.. have you looked in the mirror lately? i mean, hot damn.” he grins.

you blush, you were never good at accepting compliments. “jay, stop…” you whine a little, covering your face.

“nuh uh… i wanna see that beautiful face of yours.” he pulls your hands away from your face and pecks the tip of your nose.

“much better.” he smiles.

the door swings open, the exhausted couple - john b and sarah - barging through with their small, 3 year old toddler in tow.

“yo jayj, can-“ john b’s voice dies out in shock.

“what the fuck man?!” his voice rings out, sarah placing a hand on his bicep to ground him and remind him of his son still in the room.

“you’re macking my sister?!” john b huffs, the vein in his neck popping out in anger.

“john b- i-it isnt what you think! we arent.. macking! okay?!” you get up to stand infront of john b, blocking his view of jj.

“john b.. we’re dating, jj’s my boyfriend-“

“wow! that’s supposed to make it better?! you’re supposed to tell me, y/n! and jj! my best friend man, what the hell?! could’ve atleast asked for my permission!” john b was so angry, he just wanted the best for his baby sister, wanted to protect her.

he really wasnt ready to see her getting into relationships, having to let her go and be protected by some other guy who wasnt him. a guy who could hurt his baby sister.

“he doesnt need your permission! im my own person okay?! if there’s anyone you can trust with protecting me, its jj! you know that! he’s as loyal as a damn golden retriever!” you defended jj.

it seemed to calm john b a little, sarah was outside the bedroom so the little guy didnt hear the ruckus.

“yeah… god, yeah you’re right… i just- i dont want you to stop being my baby sister, i wanna be able to be the one you always come to when something’s wrong.. i wanna protect you.” john b says softly, he was used to having to protect you since dad had gone to find the royal merchant, and was now dead.

“i know… and you still can okay? you and jj can be like- like guard dogs, huh?” you giggle.

“john b.. man, i love her.. i really do. she’s everything to me. you can trust me.” jj reassures.

sarah comes back into the room once she hears the calm talking between you all, little baby jesse john routledge, or jj as everyone called him, following with a smile.

“so… you two huh?” sarah wiggles her eyebrows, grinning.

“yeah…” you smile, blushing slightly.

“well, i guess… i approve, but if you hurt her maybank-“ john b starts.

“you’ll kill me, i know. i’d kick myself over and over if i ever hurt her, before you could even kill me.” he sincerely reassures.

“well, now that’s over… could you watch jesse for us? we gotta go help out around the store…” sarah asks.

“sure, we’ll look after him.” you smile, picking little jesse up.

jj looks at you with the utmost love in his eyes, and john b knew he’d made a good choice trusting jj with you. john b could see how in love the maybank boy was, it was a look unlike any he’d ever seen on the boys face, and if you knew jj, you knew he was a facially expressive person.

john b smiled, ushering sarah out the door and closing it behind him. all he heard as they left were giggles from the three of us.

[rriddlesgirll]

Best friends..?

pairings: Mattheo Riddle x Theodore Nott

A/N- nobody ever makes mattheodore stuff so I took matters into my own hands😒 MORE WILL BE COMING! if you want to be on my tag list please ask💗

Word count: 493

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Mattheo Riddle and Theodore Nott. Best friends. Inseparable.

Everyone knew them, they were hogwarts famous slytherin boy duo after all, new girls every week, throwing party’s, drinking and doing drugs, everything a slytherin boy would do! Every girl was always at their tail trying to get their fix of the boys but they never went after beggars, only the ones they’d choose.

It was a particular Saturday night, another party was being thrown as usual. Mattheo and Theo stood in a corner drinking and smoking as they rejected the occasional girl to pass by and try to make a move. The room was hot and muggy, the green led lights were blaring, the music was loudly playing, and drunk people were stumbling.

Mattheo and Theo shared a glance before silently agreeing to slip away from the party to go chill in Theos dorm like they always did.

They snuck out the party and up the stairs to the boys dormitory where they chuckled and slipped into Theos dorm. They walked in and flopped on the couch in his room just sighing as the music faded into the background, they weren’t shy of eachother, they sat quite close, knees bumping. It was a comfortable silence as they just relaxed after the awful party going on downstairs. The alcohol was still flowing through their systems as they turned and locked eyes.

Mattheo broke the silence

“Isn’t it weird that we didn’t take a girl like we usually do?”

Theo chuckled at that.

“Yeah i guess it is..”

Another beat of silence as they just kind of looked at each other, and indescribable look filling both of their faces.

Mattheo, the slightly tipsy-ness taking over and making him bold as he slowly lent himself forward carefully reaching a hand up to hold Theos cheek.

Theo jolted back for a moment

“Woah man I-“

Theo started but quickly cut himself off as he leaned into Mattheo, initiating the kiss.

They had their lips on one another softly at first, almost as if they were unsure.

Mattheo pulled back a moment looking at Theo.

“By the way this- this doesn’t make me gay..”

“No yeah! I- I mean I’m not gay or anything-..”

Another beat of silence.

They then smashed their lips into each other again, this time it was less hesitant, less shy, less nervous. No, this one was full of pent up aggression and lust that had been brewing in both of them.

Theo reached his hand down and roughly placed it on Mattheos thigh, griping it kind of like stabilizing himself as he leaned further into Mattheo. They groaned into the kiss as they groped each other, Mattheo slipping his hands under Theos shirt to run his hands over his toned body from years of quidditch.

They both pulled back for breath, panting as they just kind of looked at each other both a bit stunned but happy with their actions.

“Best friends..?”

“Best friends.”

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Im writing more for them soon I need more of them so bad🙁 @nottsangel also, I thought you would enjoy this😊🙏

[lovelypham]

EYES DON'T LIE

ʬʬ prompt:where you were invited to your best friend's birthday party only to realize how jealous you'd get when seeing him with others girls,little did you know he felt the same way about you ✎wc:458 ✩⡱pairing:non-idol!bestfriend!jake X fem!reader ˳೫˚∗warnings: jealousy,fluff,kissing,confessing, mildly suggestive

╰┈➤song recommendation:Eyes don't lie-Isabel LaRosa ✩⡱

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As you watched Jake,your best friend for more than 5 years who was also coincidentally your crush for the past 6 months,effortlessly indulge in yet another conversation with a girl at the bar, a sigh escaped your lips Despite knowing it was his own party and you didn't have any excuse to limit him from talking to girls,a feeling of jealousy tugged at your heart strings.

hesitantly agreeing to come after Jake quite literally begged you, you found yourself tucked away in a corner, sipping your probably ninth drink of the night,while shooting daggers in his direction. Laughter and music filled the air, and while everyone was having a good time you weren't.

When another girl got a bit too comfy with Jake, you decided to escape to the peace the unoccupied pool outside provided. The summer breeze messed up your hair, and the alcohol in your system blurred your thoughts as you stared into the night sky.

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Suddenly, Jake showed up beside you, his presence bringing you both comfort and nervousness. "hey__" he murmured, his voice low while saying your name. "you seem a little distant. everything okay?"

You hesitated, caught off guard by the way he knew you so well "yeah, I'm fine," you replied, trying to sound nonchalant"I just needed to get some air I felt suffocated inside"you replied in an awkward tone

Jake leaned in closer, his eyes searching yours in way that made your heart beats race. "Are you sure?" he whispered, his breath warm against your freezing skin.

You swallowed a lump, feeling exposed under his gaze. "honestly, I'm just... feeling a little sick," your voice carrying uncertainty

A smirk tugged at the corners of Jake's lips as he leaned even closer, his lips touching your earlobe. "so you're not jealous,huh?" he murmured, his voice sending shivers down your spine you gasped and then quickly denied his allegations saying "what are you talking about jake?" . he said one thing "Eyes don't lie,baby"

Your breath hitched as Jake's words sent a jolt of electricity through you. Before you could respond, he closed the distance between you, his lips capturing yours in a heartwarming kiss. It felt like the world around you faded away, leaving only the burn of his touch and the pounding of your heart

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After you pulled away, both of you breathless he sighed and said"i was only talking to so many girls because I wanted to forget about you, we always promised ourselves to never date or catch feelings for eachother, because we believed it'll ruin our friendship"

you looked to your right to catch a glimpse of his face only to find out he was already staring at you

you took his hands in yours and layed them on your lap and with a comforting smile you told him "that's what i told my self too jaeyun, but love can't be hidden like any other emotion ,I've had a crush on you for as long ask i can remember and I always shrugged it off but I can't handle seeing you like this anymore" he then tightened his grip around your hands and replied with" do you wanna maybe be my girlfriend? " you quickly said"yes! omg of course jae" you then kissed him again but unlike the first kiss this one was hurried but still as meaningful as the first one

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you suddenly heard loud cheering and screams, only to realize your friends have been watching the whole thing from the start

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(note: this is my first time writing an actual fic so please go easy on me😭😭, I'll gladly take any constructive criticism of any kind just no hate💗)

this is all fiction and not meant to represent any mentioned idols as they are in real life

©lovelypham works 2024

[glitterinmyveinss]

// fuck it i love you //

wes borland x fem! reader

summary: you and wes have had feelings for eachother since the sandbox days, but neither of you have ever admitted it, until alcohol and jealousy gets in the way.

chapter 2

❥༄ me and wes have known eachother ever since i was 10 and he was 12. that's when him and fred started hanging out, and with fred being my brother and us living in the same house and all, meant that me and wes saw each other basically everyday after school. most of the time him and fred would be in the garage playing their instruments or skating. but sometimes they would bug me. although it was really only fred who would do the bugging, wes was always kind to me and never even teased me.

❥༄ i was on the couch watching the simpsons, when fred and wes came in and took up the whole couch, fred stole the remote from my hands. "i'm watching something!" i tried to grab the remote back, but of course he was stronger. "so?" he chuckled. "hey wes what should we watch?" i could see wes out the corner of my eye. he had a hesitant look on his face that was mixed with, sympathy? "i'm fine with the simpsons, i've never seen that episode anyway" i turned my head fully to make eye contact with him, when he noticed he gave me a shy smile, i returned it, feeling butterflies in my tummy. fred looked at both of us with disgust "you guys suck!"

❥༄ that was a long while ago, now im in my junior year of highschool while fred and wes have been graduates for a year. they began taking their music seriously, and formed a band. i had to admit, they sounded pretty good. i knew they would make a name for themselves somehow. it was the end of the school day and i was waiting for fred to pick me up since my car was in the shop and none of my friends could give me a ride. after about 10 mins of waiting, fred pulls up with wes in the passenger seat. i gulped as i began to feel those butterflies i've been feeling for 6 years start their swarming again. i hopped in the back. "hey how was school?" fred asked. i shrugged and took my backpack off "it was whatever." he nodded and began driving away from the school "you hungry?" he asked. you were actually starving considering the lunch today was horrible. "yeah could we get taco bell?" i pleaded. Wes jumped up from his slouching position at this, "oh yeah i've been craving tb all day" he turned to give me a thumbs up and a wink. i gave him a sheepish smile and returned the thumbs up. fred groaned "fine but only cause i just got payed" he turned up his music and began driving to taco bell. yay! suddenly wes spoke up "hey who's gonna be at the party tonight?" party? you weren't invited! but then again, when were you ever invited to one? fred began listing some names when you suddenly interrupted him. "can i go?" fred started bursting out laughing. "yeah like i'm gonna bring my kid sister to a keg party." "i'm only 2 years younger asshole! come on please?" fred kept laughing "no way y/n. forget it" i let out a huff of air and opened my mouth to protest, but then wes spoke up. "come on dude let her go. i mean, what's the deal?" i felt my face get hot and i immediately shushed up. why was wes helping me out? did he want me there? ugh he made it so easy to like him. Fred looked at him, gob smacked "seriously? she's like 5 compared to us and everyone else there, she's never even been to a highschool party yet." you slapped the back of his neck, earning a groan from him. yeah it was the truth, but he just totally humiliated you in front of wes! "dude she's old enough to take care of herself. and wouldn't it be better if she went to her first party with us instead of some guys we don't even know? at least we'd keep an eye out for her." wes explained. Fred stayed quiet for a moment. i was in the backseat freaking out. why was wes helping me out so much? i mean of course i appreciated it but i was basically star struck. my brothers hot friend wanted me at a party? score! finally after about a minute of silence, fred spoke up. "fine" he grunted. "yay!" i gave him a hug from behind the seat. "but i don't want you talking to any guys besides me or wes ok? and stay where i can see you!" i wasn't really paying attention. i was just excited for my first party. "ok ok i promise!" he rolled his eyes as he pulled into the tb drive thru

❥༄ it was about 6 hours later and i was ready to go. i put my best makeup and outfit on along with the perfect hairstyle. i went downstairs once i was done, where i saw fred and wes waiting for me. fred jumped up from the couch, keys in hand. "finally!" i rolled my eyes and began following them out of the door, wes and i were trailing behind fred, when wes suddenly bent down to my level. "you look really nice tonight" when i looked up at him, he had a shy smile on his face, his cheeks a slight red, along with his ears. my face turned the same strawberry color as his as i looked down with the same smile as well. "thanks wes. so do you" he opened the backseat door for me, as usual, then hopped in the front with fred. my head was already spinning and i haven't even had any alcohol yet. ugh!

❥༄ we arrived to the party, and as soon as we entered the home it was being thrown at, you noticed a group of 4 waiting at the front door. 2 girls and 2 boys. one of the girls had skunk hair like christina aguilara with makeup like hers too. beside her was the other girl who had black hair with purple streaks. she had heavy dark makeup along with many facial and ear piercings. the two boys were dressed in the same style as fred and wes, basically matching. i suddenly understood what fred meant. i did feel 5 compared to these people. especially the girls. we began making our way towards them, fred and wes greeting the boys first, then the girls. fred began introducing me to everyone. "this is my sister y/n. y/n this is harmony, zayra, jay, and sean.” everyone said hi and waved, except harmony, she was just...staring at me. like i had something on my face. she was the one with the purple streaks. Zayra began to attack me with her compliments. "omg i love your outfit! where are your jeans from?" "oh they're miss mes. i got them at the mall a while ago." i said shyly. she put her arm around my shoulder, "another girl with taste! i like you already! let's go drink!" i obeyed her as she began dragging me to a counter that was littered with various liquor bottles and beer cans. empty and full. "so you're freds kid sister right?" she asked while handing me a shot of something. i was debating on drinking it or not. then i thought, fuck it. i downed it while making a face then answered. "yeah but i'm only younger by two years!" she let out a loud chuckle at my reaction. "you're so cute! you're my girl for the night, harmonys being weird." she said while rolling her eyes, then taking a shot for herself. i didn't wanna pry and ask why, i knew it'd be rude. so instead, i began copying zayra and downing shots like my life depended on it. zayra patted my back in response. "that's the spirit y/n!"

❥༄ it was a while later and the liquor was defiantly kicking in. me and zayra were dancing like crazy together when i suddenly spotted wes and harmony out the corner of my eye. it looked like they were arguing. wes kept looking away while harmony was forcing her hands on his face. i think wes felt me staring because he suddenly locked eyes with me, then me and harmony locked eyes. she grabbed wes's face and slammed their lips together. i looked away, feeling so crushed. how stupid could i be? why would wes want someone like me when he has someone like harmony in his life. she's so much older and cooler. she didn't have to beg her mom to add more minutes on her phone, or be forced to take algebra again. she was grown like wes. i knew i'd have to get over this school girl crush sooner or later, but i didn't think it'd go like this. i stooped dancing and leaned towards zayra's ear, "im gonna go get some fresh air." she nodded and continued dancing.

❥༄ i made my way through the crowd of bodies towards the backyard. whoever's house this was, is blessed. there was a huge pool, a hot tub, and a wooden porch swing. i decided to sit on the swing and pull out a cig from my back pocket. i groaned in frustration as i realized i didn't have a lighter. just then a shadow casted over me, and a voice spoke up. "need a light?" it was wes with his dark blue lighter. "yeah...thanks." i wasn't really looking at him as i spoke. he held the lighter to my lips, i positioned the lighter in a way where the embers would catch the fire being emerged from the metal object. i locked eyes with his big brown ones while doing so, it was like i was stargazing. i also didn't know if it was him or the liquor that was making me feel like i had to puke. he took the space next to me and began making the swing rock back and forth. i decided i needed to pop the question now or it would eat me alive. "so you and harmony?" he whipped his head towards me and began fidgeting with his ear. he only did that when nervous. "what about me and harmony?" he spoke. thanks to all those random shots me and zayra were pounding, i had an insane amount of liquid courage. "oh come on wes! i saw you two basically sucking each others faces. i mean why would you compliment me tonight if you dint like me?" he was staring at me for a while, then he began to speak up but i cut him off. "do you even know how long i've liked you? how much i like you?" things went quiet and he was just staring at me. after a minute he spoke up with a stern voice "do you mean what you say?" i looked at him with a dumbfounded expression. how clueless could he be? "yes! and i know you just see me as some stupid little girl, but i've liked you for years." i began to walk away. until he grabbed my arm, forcing me to turn around. "wow when did i ever say that?" he had a worried expression. "you don't have to! i can tell that's what you and harmony were thinking!" he shook his head before speaking. "y/n harmony's just some jealous ex who won't leave me alone." i looked up at him with my brows furrowed "really?" "yeah!" he said while nodding profusely. we stayed staring at eachother, awkwardly, until i decided to break the silence. "why did you guys break up?" he chuckled a little before he spoke up, he began playing with his ear again too. "when i realized i started liking someone else way more than i liked her." wow. i swore i heard my heart shatter for the second time that night. "who?" i asked, the question making my throat burn and eyes water. then he did something totally unexpected, he grabbed my face with both of his hands, cupping my cheeks with a soft smile, then he connected our lips. i felt like there were a million fireworks exploding all over my body, my hands were shaky and my heart was daring to jump out of my chest. the alcohol was definitely adding fuel to the fire as well. my head felt like it was spinning at 100 mph. the kiss lasted for a minute until i broke away. "does that answer your question?" he said in a dorky voice with a smirk. i giggled while swatting his chest. "yeah it did weirdo." he laughed again. he had this far away look in his eye, just staring at me before he began dragging me back to the party. "what are you doing?" i slightly yelped. "come on! i wanna dance!" he proclaimed with a huge smile. i happily obliged and began following him back into the house.

❥༄ i felt eyes on me as soon as we started dancing, i turned to see harmony, staring at me with daggers in her eyes. sober me would've ignored her, but drunk me had balls. i grabbed wes and kissed him, while keeping eye contact with harmony, just returning the favor! she stomped out the house through the front door. when i pulled away from wes, he looked at me with a huge smile and twinkling eyes. "what was that for?" he said with a chuckle. "i just...felt like it." i said with a giggle. he returned the laugh and we continued dancing. the night ended with me wearing wes's hoodie, and drifting off in the back of fred's car, forever grateful for this night.

[fireseo]

Yunho x Fem!Reader Pt.1

Genre: fluff, memberxfem!reader, non!idol!au

Summary: You meet Yunho at a party of a mutual friend and hit it off fairly quickly

Warnings: slight cursing (says ass once)

Word count: 746

Author's note: Hii, this is my first ff, so please be patient 🙏 any help or tips will be greatly appreciated! This is only a beginning part ‼️

Yunho really regretted agreeing to go to his friends party. He wanted to support him, he really did. But he was so exhausted from work that week and just wanted to eat and sleep. His head buzzing from alcohol and headaches from the loud ass music. Everybody is either too drunk to count or too high to function. He really wanted to leave, and soon.

Not until you came along. You looked absolutely breathtaking in your outfit, it showing off the best of your physical traits and your makeup enhancing all the premium attributes of your facial features. He couldn't take his eyes off you. You were absolutely gorgeous and he felt his face warm up as he wanted to know your name. He walked to where you were, wanting to make conversation.

You really wanted to look good tonight considering this is the first party of your mutual friend San. You been friends with him for 3 years so you wanted to support his first frat party since your freshman year of college. You saw him by the doorway inviting everyone, walking up to him.

"Hey San, how's the party going so far?" You asked him, looking around at the party. "Oh! It's going great! So many people even came up to me to ask when's the next one!" He says excitedly. You laugh, happy that he's enjoying his party. "Well, where are the snacks? The deal was that I come here and they'll be alot of snacks." You spoke to him. "Just in the kitchen, that's where all the drinks and snacks are don't worry" he said, laughing at you.

"What brings you here?" He asked politely, not wanting you to think he doesn't want you here. "Oh I'm a friend of San's!" I confirmed, "He made me come here to support his "first frat party", reckon it's actually quite easy to do if you know alot of people" You laughed. Yunho started laughing aswell, "actually yeah, he wanted me to come here too. I've been friends with him since we were 17 so me coming to something to support him is basically a part-time job." He admitted, shaking his head, chuckling. You laughed as you thought about the fact that you were the same way with San.

As you walked to the kitchen, you bumped into an extremely tall, beautiful man. "Hey.. " he said with a polite smile. "He's so handsome" You thought. "Hi." You said grabbing a chip from a bowl. "I'm Yunho" he said shyly. "Y/n" "That's a really pretty name" He said out loud 'Not as pretty as you though..' He thought. You felt yourself blush a bit as the tall man looked at you with big eyes. "Thank you" you said as you ate the chip you've been holding.

You guys have been chatting for what feels like forever, talking about all kinds of things ranging from childhood, to San, to work. Just absolutely everything about you two have been put on the table for no secrets. You've only known eachother for about 3 hours, but you feel so much more closer than normal. "Do you want a drink?" You recommend. "Sure ill take a whiskey" he said with a content smile. "Okay! Come on!" You say happily, pulling Yunho off the couch you guys were sitting at over to the kitchen for the drinks. After making his and your drinks he brushes a strand of hair out of your face, making you halt your movements for a split second. "Wha-what was that?" You ask hesitantly, too shy to speak up. "Your hair was blocking my view of your beauty" he spoke quietly, admiring your face.

You started to get red as the thought of him thinking your beautiful gets to loud. "Uh- thanks.." you stuttered shyly as you look at the ground, taking a sip of your freshly made drink. Yunho grabs your chin softly and turns your head towards him, "seriously, you're the most gorgeous woman I've ever met" he assured sternly. "Really? Wow.." I uttered as I smiled slightly. Yunho nods, staring at you. "You aren't quite bad yourself you know.." I teased as he started to heat up, ears and cheeks red from embarrassment. "At least we're mutual about it then" he joked. You giggle aswell "well that'll be a plus" you chuckled. He smiled "Would you like to leave this party?" He asked outwardly, you look at him for a second, thinking, "sure where to?"

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Author: Thank you so much for reading! Hope you enjoyed my first fic despite it being so short! 💕🙏

[not-goldy]

Sometimes I wish Jimin stop being so secretive on cam and basically a wallflower. I wish he speaks up more and calls out BS immediately, especially during lives like JK/Tae or Joon does or is it because he doesn't get much wierd comments 🤔. Also stop being so fucking humble.. like sir you are a history maker, everything you release are organic hits, have a huge fanbase, your bdays are celebrated as Christmas day, why tf would you think you don't even deserve a music show win ?????? Own your success and skills please 🤧

And I also wish JK stop being so impulsive, saying and doing absolute dumbest things 🤧 sometimes he sounds like those cocky boys who will say they'll make you come thrice in a row and will climax within 2 seconds lol. He's so cocky; knows he's hot and his impact but at the same time he still don't know what he really needs. So I wish he becomes more mature and get his shit together asap

Maybe if they use share these qualities a bit with each other it will be fine lol. JK sharing some of his cockiness with Jimin so he can go 'yeah that me, Park Jimin' bitches 💅' and Jimin sharing some of his level headness with JK, so he can think before doing and saying some things 🥲

Idk how they are even navigating through their relationship when both are on opposite ends of attitude and lifestyles, like is that even possible ? Won't both parties get sick of each other soon? ... or maybe like you said JK is the freedom Jimin is craving for and Jimin is the leash JK very much needed 🤷‍♀️

Set me free was liberating for me and I think Jungkook too cos he stamped his approval on it like you could tell Jimin frustrates him sometimes with the kill them with kindness vibes he has going on.

And I know Jimin is not a push over too cos there's some really hard core ghettoness buried deep inside his slytherine heart- he is the master of self control cos I'll be getting canceled every second if I were him🥲🥲🥲

I'll be dropping mid night rants talking bout yall could never be me😭😭😭😭🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Hash tag jealous

Hash tag up in your man's arms 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

And he lowkey be shading too but we don't talk about that🥲

He's constantly trolling haters posting Jungkook shirtless, leaning on him kissing up on him daring yall to come for Kook if he's your mans💔💔💔💔

This literally him on these streets he eats and wink

Shade is cool Jimin but throw the damn tree too🤣

They are both fascinating.

Oh lord not 2 seconds 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

You is going to hell for that😭😭😭🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Not gonna lie, I do enjoy his chaotic character most times. I'm big on diversity. If everyone acted the same way they'd be boring as hell plus I like my BTS a tad crackheads🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

JUNGKOOK'S a vibe. Not many idols like him. He be be tanking on the idol part sometimes- I don't think he even sees or thinks of himself as an idol😭😭🤣🤣

An idol is a whole personna carefully curated to appeal to an audience- when I tell you Jungkook ain't curating shit for no one and to please no one😭😭😭😭😭

Tell him to do aigoo I dare ya🤣🤣🤣😭😭😭😭

Sometimes I just play his memes and sleep. It's the new Netflix and chill for me.

Doesn't take himself too too serious, easy going non judgemental, quirky😭😭😭

And he is very relatable. We all don't say the right things all the time, or do the right things and overthink everything.

Some people don't find that attractive in Idols but I like it. That that I like that

Im a bit of a crack head myself so.... anywho

For an idol, yea perhaps he could be a bit more controlled and polished but not too much cos then he'd lose relatability and seem outta touch.

Frankly I think they are both perfect as they are💀

I wouldn't change much but you are right they both could influence eachother a bit and they do TRUST. 💜

[fangirlstorycreator]

Hey hey! I've missed your writing! Do you think you could write a story about kk3 Terry and his beloved at an event he's hosting at his home. She's a little bit sad and wants to have him to herself for a moment so she trys to provoke him and get his eyes on her by showing off some skin😏he does get provoked and ends up taking her upstairs for a little while to "fix" her dress. He knows she's a little down but gives her the well deserved attention she needs. A little steamy is you will! Thank you💚💚💚

Aww thank you anon 🤗 I can absolutely do that for you 💚 I hope you enjoy 💚

Tonight was the night of Terry's house party for all his friends and workmen, he had been planning this for a long time and you were both very excited. You loved events like this because it gave you a good excuse to use make up and wear one of your many gorgeous dresses Terry had bought you. He was all ready in his cream and red coloured suit, and you had just walked out in one if your favourite blue dresses.

"Wow baby girl! You look absolutely stunning" "Thanks babe, you are looking very nice yourself" He gives you one of his cheeky smiles before planting a kiss on your lips, and his hand resting on your hip. "There are days where I look at you and think to myself, how the hell did I manage to land you" "That's because your the most wonderful man I have ever known babe....plus your 'stamina' is insane!" You both share a little laugh, he knew he was good in the bedroom, but hearing you say little things like that really made his day. "Oh yeh baby, this is all for you-" Terry us suddenly cut off by the sound of the front door bell ringing. "The first people are hear! Are you ready baby?" "Absolutely, let's go"

The evening was wonderful, there were nearly 30 people there and everyone was having a nice time. There wasn't many chances for you and Terry to be close to eachother, but that was mainly because his business partners were pitching ideas and keeping him busy. And you knew a handful of people there too so you were charging to them as well. You were just getting another drink from the counter when a young woman approached you, she looked about 20 years old and she was wearing a very bright pink sparkly dress. "Hey!" "Hi, I'm not sure we've met before. I'm Y/N" "Hi Y/N I'm Gina! I was just wondering if you've seen Terry around?" "Oh yeah, he's just talking to that guy over there by the indoor fountain. It he looks really focused, if I were you I'd wait to talk to him" "Oh really? I was really hoping to get him alone" "I'm sorry?" "You know...have you seen how sexy he is?! I'd love to see if I could try my luck with him. And the fact that he's super rich too is amazing!" Is this girl for real? You really try to keep your cool and tell her what the deal is. "Gina, that's not going to happen I'm afraid" "What? Why?" "Because I am with Terry. He's my fiancee, hear the ring to prove it"

Gina gasps when she realises what is happening, she feels embarrassed as well as many other emotions. "Oh my god I'm so sorry! I swear I didn't realise!" "Its ok Gina you didnt know, I was just being honest with you" "Oh god I feel so bad, I thought you were his assistant, or maybe his cleaner?" "You thought that?" "Well yeh, you also seemed to be a lot older than me and I thought he would want someone olde-" "Wait wait wait, how old do you think I am?" "I don't know, 35 maybe?" "I'M 27! I'm only one year younger than Terry!" "Alright maybe I got that wrong-" "Did you just come hear to try it on with Terry? Tell me the truth" "Kind of yeh, but-" "But nothing. Adam!" One of Terry's bouncers approaches you. "Adam would you please escort this girl from the house, she is not welcome hear" "Of course miss L/N" "Hey hey wait! I didn't mean-" But she couldn't finish her sentence before Adam dragged her out of the house, leaving you feeling quite sad about the whole thing.

You just stood there agsint the kitchen side, everyone else was enjoying themselves while you just held yourself as this overwhelming feeling of insecurity came over you. You could see Terry talking to someone on the other side of the room, and you were in desperate need of some comfort from him. When he looked over to you, you try to catch his eye by pulling the strap down a little from your shoulder, this definitely got his attention.

But he could read you like a book, your body said come hear, but your eyes said please I need you. "Would you excuse me Harry? My fiancee needs some help fixing her shoulder strap of her dress" He leaves this man and walks straight over to you, not caring who tried to talk to him as he walked past, you were his only priority. "Hey baby, come on let's go somewhere a little quieter shall we?" You give him a silent nod as he delicately took your hand and guided you to the stairs. "Edgar, please make sure noone comes up the stairs to the next level of the house. Me and Y/N need a private conversation" "Of course Mr Silver" This was another bouncer in Terry's house, he had a few, and Edgar was making sure noone was snooping around his home. Once Terry took you upstairs, he opened the bedroom door and yly both walked in once he closed the door behind him. You sat on the bed twiddling your thumbs when he could see something was up with you.

"Baby? What's the matter?" "Terry...do I look old?" "What? Of course you don't, your younger than me remember? Why would you think that?" "I don't think that but, there was this girl downstairs who didn't realise I was with you, and she was quite open when she said she liked you and wanted to get you alone" "Seriously?! I hope you told her that I belong to you!" "I told her that I was engaged to you yes, but she thought that I was way older than I actually was, and she thought I was your cleaner, not your fiancee" "How dare she say that to you! How old did she think you were?" "She thought I was 35" "35?! Your nowhere near 35! I'll make sure she's removed from this house right now!" "Terry it's ok, I've beaten you too it. I asked Adam to take her out of the house" "That's good, I'm glad you did that. Baby listen to me" He says kneeling down infront of you and holding your hands in his. "Don't listen to what that stupid girl said ok? She was probably just jealous because she knows that she can't have me, I'm yours and only yours, and that's the way its going to stay. And by the way, weather your 27, 35 40, 60 or even 100! I'll always love you and that will never ever change. And by the way, 35 isn't old at all"

"I know, I know...it just put me out of sorts that's all. I just wanted to have you to myself for a few minutes. It always makes me feel better" "Aww my poor baby, come hear" He kneels up a little and gives you a sweet hug, it was instantly making you feel more at ease and relaxed. What you weren't expecting though, was during this hug, Terry started kissing your shoulder and down your arm. "I'm sorry baby girl, but your just so beautiful that I can't help myself. You know...Edgar is on duty downstairs making sure noone disturbs us. Why don't I spend this little time we have, making you feel better? I can show you just how lucky you are to have me, to be the only woman who will ever have me..." "Terry....that sounds like a very good idea..." He gives you a delicious smirk before he locks his lips with yours, he could always make you feel light headed weather it was a kiss or more. His hand comes up past your thigh and up to your chest, he slowly and gently pushed you to lie down on the bed as he stayed in place, still kneeling inbetween your legs.

"This dress your wearing is giving me this primal feeling inside baby girl, but...we also can't get you too untidy can we? It's better to keep this dress on" "I don't understand? How can-" He stops you mid sentence by grabbing your hips and pulling towards his chest in one quick pull. "Were going to have to look presentable when we go back downstairs don't we? So just lie back and enjoy..." His finger pulls your underwear to the side, and be slowly round his tounge agsinst your sensitive and swollen clit. It makes you shudder and he starts going a little faster, just giving you a moment to get used to his tounge. But it appears he simply can't control himself as he buries his face inbetween your legs and holds you closer by grabbing your hips and not letting go. No matter how many times he does this, it always feels electrifying, and you know your hips are going to be bruised by his fingers but you were so far from caring. A strong orgams starts to build as he tounge shows you no mercy, and your grab and pull at the bed sheets, desperate to hold onto something as it builds more and more. You wanted to pull at his hair, but you know if you did, it would mess it up, so bed sheets it is.

"Oh jesus! God Terry!" You try so hard to keep the internal scream inside of you, but when he makes your legs shake and your body feel waves of ultimate extacy, you can't control yourself. He never let's go and he never stops despite you writhing on the bed and moaning and whimpering. You didn't think you could cope with this orgasm, that was until he finaly stoped after making you feel another 2 earth shattering orgasms. You were lead on the bed trying to catch your breath as he leaned up over you. "My god baby girl, you taste so sweet. Let's take a few minutes for you to get your breath back and we can head back to the party. Bit don't worry, when everyone goes home, I'll give you even more of what you deserve, and there will be no need to hold back either" "Now that Terry, sounds like a very good idea..."

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Illicit Affairs - pt 5

A sorority leader Wanda AU

A Ride To Remember

summary- The sorority group is celebrating the success of their event and have decided for a camping trip as a fun way to keep the team spirit up. Wanda knows another way of keeping your team spirit up especially when you keep messing with her.

Warning - mean Wanda , choking, face slapping once , pussy slapping, a little bit angst at the end, dominating Wanda, bottom reader, Wanda is kind of smitten or whipped for r , Tsundere Wanda honestly, finger fucking etc

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"Is Everyone here? We are leaving in ten minutes so settle down, Folks!" The senior made the last announcement and you mentally went over the essentials you needed for the trip.

"This is going to be amazing! Guess what I have packed?" Darcy asked with a huge grin on her face, it made you smile in excitement as well, knowing whatever she'd pack would be fun. "What?" You asked after several moments, realising the doofus wasn't going to tell until you ask her. The habit funny yet annoying Sometimes.

"See my friends have vodka over there so we won't have to wait for the senior to designate a day for party and give us that lousy amount which is 95 percent water only." She started and you followed her gaze to her friends who waved at you two, you waved back and glanced at Darcy, not understanding why she was excited about vodka. "And I have got 'stuff'."

"Damn, really?!" You asked in the same excited tone now. Hushing down quietly, afraid people would know about the marijuana. God, just the thought of getting high gave you excitement. You remembered the first time you got high and couldn't shut up. You talked and talked and every little thing seemed so funny. Now you were actually excited.

"Stop grinning like a fool. Wanda would suspect." Darcy smacked your head and you slapped her back in reflex, but agreed with the woman and neutral your expression focusing on your bag on your lap, the last thing you wanted was to get in trouble with Wanda after that party. "Yeah yeah. So are we doing it tonight?" You asked and couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.

"Doing what, Detka?" Wanda asked walkin over from behind to where the two of you were sitting, "Nothing, Wanda. We were thinking of skinny dipping tonight." Darcy replied and your eyes widen while shaking your head 'no', knowing she was purposely getting on Wanda's nerves. Ever since Wanda had picked you from the party, snitching Darcy out in the process, Darcy was finding every opportunity to get on Wanda's nerves. Especially now that she had a little bit of Natasha's protection now, she could get away from her tiny transgressions.

"Darcy!" You spoke before Wanda could and the raven head woman only laughed, "Stop joking around." You exclaimed and shook your head at Wanda who looked at your questioningly over what Darcy had said. "Natasha is calling you. Don't try me, Lewis." Wanda spoke firmly and it even scared Darcy but her being her, she only showed a grin and peace sign before leaving.

"And you wonder, why I dislike her." Wanda stated the obvious and you laughed, sometimes you enjoyed their quarrel as long as it wasn't on your expense. "She is nice, Wanda." You defended your friend half-heartedly knowing whatever you say, they both would never like eachother.

"Of course." Wanda muttered in disdain before flicking the handle between the two seats up making it a one big seat, a mini couch basically, you watched her with curiosity as she held out her hand for you to take and you did, wondering what she was doing. She pulled you up from the seat with one pull and you smiled in amusement, her strength always amazed you.

Wanda put some blanket down on the seats and half laid down, pulling you in her lap, wrapping her arms around you as she settled in, your cheeks immediately reddened at the display of affection, you knew people didn't think much of it since they had assumed Wanda to be overly protective of her first mentee but you knew the truth and it made your heart flutter and your stomach summersaulted at her tiniest of affection.

"You comfortable?" Wanda asked and you nodded against her chest before looking up at her, "I would be more if I had my phone." You added and Wanda rolled her eyes, chuckling sarcastically at your response and you shrugged, it was worth a try. "Nice try. Not until you learn to sort out her priorities." Wanda ended the discussion and you wanted to roll your eyes at her remark but knew doing that in such proximity with her would only result in a smack on your ass and you rather not test her patience when she had already threaten to spank you in front of Carol and Natasha. Apparently, you mouth off to her when you are on your phone. You hardly agreed, you only get distracted and don't reply as politely as Wanda wishes for you to.

"That's why I am here so we can watch a movie. I don't want you to die from boredom." Wanda clarified the reason she was not with the other senior members and you nodded trying to stop yourself from gushing over the fact that she cared so much about you. A part of you still upset about the whole deal with Vision but that part hardly comes forward these days. You had chosen your poison, you could hardly complain now.

"Thank you." You pulled her down from her neck and pecked her cheek, a little closer to her lips, the action had Wanda surprised for a moment, you were too innocent to realise the affect of your actions and Wanda shook her head, pushing the thought of someone taking it in a wrong sense away, she knew that she would have to talk to you about your ways of showing affection in public. Wanda would never jeopardize her reputation or position by getting too carried away but she couldn't say the same for you especially knowing how much you disliked Vision and the whole deal you had with her. She decided to do it later, not wanting to put you in a sore mood now and played the movie.

"Did you bring the mosquito repellent cream?" Wanda asked few minutes into the movie once she noticed the people on the other aisle, putting theirs on and closing the windows as the sun started setting. "Oh Fuck." You muttered from your position on her lap, your head on her chest, cuddled extremely close as the two of you watched the movie. Wanda's hand shot out to your collar instead of hair knowing that people were still around even if not paying attention to you two, she pulled your head up from her chest and before you could apologise her hand came down on your mouth and you let out a whimper of pain, "Stop acting like my mom." You muttered, rubbing the stinging area.

"Then stop behaving like a child." Wanda replied, her eyes narrowing down on you and you knew what she was waiting for, "I am sorry, Mom." You replied in a snarky tone and Wanda rolled her eyes at you, "Careful there, I might just force you to call me mommy, since you love thinking of me as such." Wanda whispered in your ear and you blushed furiously, trying to hide your face in her chest, obviously not enjoying the idea of that very much. She laughed at your reaction and You wanted to come back with an smartass comment but was too afraid that she would fulfil her threat.

"Now go get me my bag. There are mosquitoes here already." Wanda muttered in annoyance as she ushered you up, patting your butt to make you hurry but you only groaned and further buried yourself in her. "I don't want to get up. I got comfortable with such efforts." Wanda sighed and closed her eyes for a moment, you stopped your whining to look at her wondering why she stopped suddenly. "One."

"What? Are you seriously counting?" You asked in disbelief, you knew that she knew how the counting scares you and despite that you always try your best to remain unaffected. Wanda's hand came down on your bare thigh in a smack and you cried out, "Fine fine. But wasn't our last event for nature? Isn't it cruel to deny mosquitoes thier nutritions? We would be basically denying them their right to reproduce?" You started and watched as Wanda rolled her eyes but couldn't successfully hide the smile of amusement playing on her lips.

"And come to think of it, it is the female mosquitoes who need our blood, you can't do that for a fellow sister? Isn't the whole point of sorority groups, sisterhood?" You asked and Wanda shook her head, "This is why I don't like you hanging out with Darcy, you little brat." Wanda pinched your cheek and you laughed, finally deciding to get up. "Only because I don't want you to hate Darcy for one more reason."

"What a good friend you are," Wanda said sarcastically and watched as you left to get her bag. She stretched on the bed, pausing the movie. "Are we stopping on that restaurant?" Wanda asked Jennifer, remembering the place when they outlined their route, when she got an affirmative, she smirked to herself and got up, meeting you halway down the aisle.

"Aren't we gonna finish watching the movie?" You asked slightly confused when Wanda didn't respond and took the bottle of cream from you. "I have a better idea." She replied and urged you to walk all way to the backseats with her hand on your lower back, touching your bare skin causing goosebumps to cover the area. It felt good, her warm hands. Maybe that was the reason you wore crop tops so frequently around her.

"Sit." Wanda pushed some bags from the backseat aside, making some room for you two, still a little crowded but secluded enough. You were piqued with the situation, wondering if you two were going to do something, but all hopes were crushed as you were aware of how Wanda would not jeopardize her reputation. You sat down and Wanda settled down next to you before taking out some of the cream and rubbing it on her arms in slow circles, rubbing up and down and you didn't understand why the simple act was arousing you, especially when she rubbed her hands together to spread the cream evenly.

Wanda smirked to herself, aware of your tranced gaze which was fixated on her like a moth drawn to fire. It continued for awhile, you watching her rub the cream on herself with lust filled stare and clenched thighs, when you couldn't take enough you reached forward for the cream with your hand only for it to get smacked away by her, "Wha-" Before you could finish yourself, Wanda clicked on her phone one last time and threw it down on her seat before getting in your lap. Her finger placed on your lips to quieten you and you tried controlling the urge to lick it, suck it or bite it. So many things you wanted to.

"I will put it on you." Wanda cleared it up with a sweet smile and your eyes flicked from her position on your lap to behind her where almost all the seats were empty and people were already gone, you didn't even hear that, preoccupied by the brunette. You nodded slowly and when her finger brushed your lip, your tongue darted out to lick it, earning you a sharp smack on your thigh. You stopped instantly at the pain but given a chance you would do it again.

"Good girl." Wanda murmured against your ear, licking the earlobe causing you to shudder in pleasure. You could feel the wetness oozing out of you and she had only just began. You watched as she pulled back and took a generous amount of cream in her hand, rubbing them together slowly, the moisturizer sticking to her fingers. She winked at you with a cheeky grin before placing her hand on your bare stomach, her fingers expertise in tracing from front to your back. "No funny business." She said playfully when you let out a sigh of pleasure, her fingers digging into your flesh softly.

"Wanda.." You whispered surprised that your voice came out firm with how dry your throat was. "Hmm, Baby?" Wanda asked and the use of the endearment only seemed to work on you more. You wouldn't deny how much you have started loving her roughness in bed but there were still times when you would find yourself falling for her all over again everytime she would get playful with you, tease you with that adorable glint in her eyes devoid of all the cruelness you were aware she could dish out in any given moment.

"What are you doing?" You were surprised that you were still able to form sentences when she moved to your thighs and legs, rubbing the cream there with a determine look to not miss any spot but you both knew why she spend extra time on your thighs, her fingers almost brushing against your clothed center causing you to buck your hips up. "Quit being so libidinous." Wanda's hand came down on your clothed pussy and you whimpered in pain and as well as pleasure at having her touch.

"Libi-What?" You asked her, genuinely confused at her choice of words when she was the one being whatever 'libi-dibi' she was talking about. "Libidinous." Wanda replied nonchalantly, her eyes focused on your center and you noticed the shift in her eyes as your thigh muscles convulsed under her touch. "Jesus, Your cunt is soaking." Wanda observed and you felt a jolt of arousal hitting your body at her unsolicited wording.

"Fuck me then.." You said and when she made an attempt to pick up the cream again, you decided to beg, "Please..I want you so badly. I am so wet.. only for you, Wanda please..." You didn't know what you were saying, the desperation to feel her hands on you and the constant fear of someone walking in was pushing you to limits. Wanda dropped the cream and picked out a wipe from her bag, cleaning her hands, "Take these off." Wanda almost growled as she got off you and you didn't need to be told twice as you instantly pushed the clothing down your legs before leaning forward to kiss Wanda who smacked your face away, not hard enough to hurt but hard enough to remind you who was in front of you.

"I didn't give you permission to kiss me, Darling." Wanda reminded and you swallowed dryly, nodding and murmuring a soft 'sorry' and gasping when Wanda pushed you back into your seat, again getting in your lap. This time her intent was clear when her mouth attached to your neck, sucking and biting with the intention to leave marks, you moaned loudly, "Pe-People.. notice.." You let out in between your whimpers and moans, yet your hand in Wanda's hair only pushed her closer, simultaneously tilting your neck to give her more access.

"Mosquitoes.." She grumbled as she moved lower to your chest, her answer had you chuckling, remembering how she didn't like it before when you called her a mosquito while on call with Vision, quickly shaking off the thought you focused shifted on Wanda's hands, harshly squeezing your soft mound, "What's so funny, Baby?" She asked while her finger traced your areolas, not touching the hardened nub. You closed your eyes and turned your head to the side when she pinched the nub.

"Hmm?" She questioned again while pinching the other one, getting them harder and you tried jerking away from her but it didn't work as her fingers clamped down harder, "N-Nothing.." You whimpered in pain but wouldn't deny the backhanded pleasure you were recieving from her assault on your soft flesh. "Thought so." She smirked to herself enjoying the flushed state she had put you in, every inch of you was red. She loved how everything she did had a direct result on your body. So responsive.

Wanda pushed your bra up, her hand playing with your bare flesh, softly kissing your breast before sucking on your hardened nipple, slowly nibbling on the sensitive flesh at the same time moving her hand to your bare center, playing with your folds, her fingers brushing past them to collect the wetness in her fingers, "And we have hardly began, I told you, you will become my pain slut." Wanda finished her sentence with a smack to your already swollen pussy and you let out a loud cry mixed with a moan of pleasure.

Wanda pushed her fingers into your mouth to quieten you, "Shh. People are still around." You had tears in your eyes when she pushed her fingers covered in your wetness down your throat, causing you to choke on them. "So beautiful." Wanda whispered, pushing a strand of hair away from your face and you could feel yourself growing redder, "You take them in so well, such a good girl." Wanda praised, cooing at you and you wouldn't deny how your chest swells up everytime she does that to you. Unbeknownst to you Wanda had conditioned you to long for her approval and praises.

"But that's not where you need them, don't you baby?" Wanda asked and you nodded frequently, her fingers still in your mouth, hitting the back of your throat, while her other hand held your face still by the back of your neck. "Fine." Wanda pulled out her fingers from your mouth and before you could resume your proper breathing, she pushed her fingers in you and you were embarassed as well as surprised by how easily they went in. "So needy." Wanda murmured as she watched how her fingers moved in and out of you as she fucked you.

You didn't know but the way Wanda was watching you as she had her way with you was making you feel shyer than your first time with her. You could feel redness seeping in your cheeks and was pretty sure that your chest and neck were a similar shade. You closed your lips and bit your lip to hold your moans but it didn't help when Wanda's other hand rubbed your clit, playing with the nub while inserting another finger in.

"Wa-Wanda." You cried out in broken moans when she picked up her place, three fingers deep in you while her thumb simulated your clit, you couldn't help but scream her name which she stopped halfway by placing her fingers in your mouth, "Shut. Up. Slut. We don't want everyone here." She growled with annoyance and you moaned around her fingers at the look she was giving you that and a curl of her fingers was enough to push you over the edge as you came against her fingers. Your thighs convulsing, your hips bucking up to ride out your orgasm which Wanda let you.

Your saliva dripped down your chin as her fingers were pushing down on your tongue, "So gorgeous." Wanda's hand on your pussy, traced the outer lips and your whimpered at the simple touch. It felt too much in the moment. You watched as she brought the fingers to her lips, tasting you. She winked when she caught your eyes causing you to blush and to look away.

"Let's clean you up, my little slut." Wanda pulled out her fingers from your mouth and wiped them on your hot and red cheeks. You didn't know if you really liked her calling you dirty names since it was always some sort of endearment with her but your body seemed to enjoy them as the heat rushes everywhere at the idea of being her slut.

You closed your eyes and pushed your head back focusing on your breathing, you were pretty sure Wanda had someone gaurding the bus, remembering the use of her phone earlier and how no one had enter or even knock in a while now. It was easier to put the two and two together. You hissed in surprise and from the cold when a wet towel wiped down on your still a little wet pussy. "Sorry, Kitten." Wanda apologised, she obviously didn't mean it but the fact she even said it was nice to hear, you thought while nodding in acknowledgement, letting her take care of you.

She would always clean you after it, at first you found it a little, you don't know the right word for it but you felt more naked than when she would fuck you. But overtime you seemed to grow a liking to the aftercare, loving how affectionate Wanda would get and how she would even listen to whatever you want after a particularly rough play. You didn't know on what level of sweetness Wanda was on after this particular time but when she gently wiped your cheeks and placed a kiss on the one she had slapped earlier, she didn't have to say. You knew she would get you whatever you wanted. Except, another orgasm maybe.

"I love you." You whispered and instantly felt your heart racing in panic. You didn't know why but you couldn't stop yourself in time. You would always say it in your head but this time you went a little too bold. Before you could die in panic or bring yourself to an anxiety attack, Wanda placed a kiss on your lips, soft and short. "I know, Detka. I know." Wanda replied and the soft smile on her lips calmed your nerves, that meant she wasn't going to kick you out or anything. It seemed to reassure you. She didn't reject you. After all she was the one who chose you over-

"Let's not think about it much right now, huh?" Wanda phrased it as a question but you knew she would get irritated the moment you dwell on the thought again and never the one to deny her of anything, You instantly drop the thought and gave her a smile, "I want a chocochip cookie." You announced causing Wanda to laugh, "Of course you do."

"Get dressed. I will see what I can do." She leaned forward and kissed you lips one last time before getting off and picking up her phone. You moved to get dressed with a big smile playing on your lips, the same lips tingling from all of her kisses. The same lips that would be wrapped around a joint later, the thought exciting you in a completely different way. You didn't even know how your subconscious connected Wanda's kisses to Weed but you weren't complaining. The trip was going to be amazing.

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connection- azriel

-description: you and az discover your mating bond on starfall!!

-warnings: I DIDNT EDIT NOR REREAD THIS 😭, wholesome other than a few(…..) lewd comments and… yeah

-a/n: i tried to find a dress that resembled the one i was thinking of while writing this but i couldn’t find one!! so think feyre’s court of nightmares dress but more fabric. ALSO…… i have no FUCKING IDEA how mating bonds work. i don’t really think anyone does. this is just my personal interpretation of them.

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you delicately pull on the midnight blue dress, trying to figure out which limb goes in which hole. but by the time you’re finished and standing in front of the mirror, you can’t help but let your jaw hit the floor. the dress is like molten night, wrapping around your beautiful body, accentuating your hips before falling into a double slit that exposes both of your legs. it’s off shoulder, too, with a sweetheart neckline that shows off the top of your breasts. stars litter the fabric, beautiful and delicate, matching the body glitter and oil you rubbed all over your skin. you place a delicate, starry pin atop your head, pulling back half of your curled hair, and leaving a few face-framing pieces out. you slip on your matching (surprisingly comfortable) heels and gloves, and then you’re out the door, running down the stairs, and bounding into the dining room. when you arrive, the rest of your friends are getting seated. every face in the room turns towards you, staring for a solid few minutes.

you and the rest of the inner circle are meeting for starfall dinner before the party. it’s your first starfall in the night court, and you didn’t know how to dress, act, or what the customs were. mor,who helped you with preparing, stands up from her seat at the table, practically jumping up and down.

“gods, y/n, you are so damn hot!” she exclaims, among a string of other profanities. “here, sit here!” she says, motioning to a spot beside her. and across from azriel, who is currently staring at you with a look that’s nothing short of predatory. cassian is gaping, apparently already intoxicated, and you can tell he is about to make some lewd comment that he doesn’t mean and will regret in the morning. rhys just smiles at you approvingly from his spot between az and cassian, and amren, who is on the other side of mor, smirks.

“fuck, y/n!” cassian drunkenly exclaims. “you are soooo dammnn hot, i’m sooo jealous of the male that gets to bed you tonight.”

“cassian, stop drooling. if you need to go take care of your massive boner, do it in a different room.” amren says flatly, eliciting laughter from around the room. when you finally get around the table and to your seat, mor pulls out your seat for you.

“m’lady,” she says, giving you an exaggerated bow. the conversation moves on, everyone talking about dancing and festivities, and oh, y/n, how much fun you’re going to have.

but azriel doesn’t speak. he just stares at you, making eye contact, shadows winding up and down his arms and around his hands and fingers. you try to avoid his intense gaze, a light blush coming to your cheeks. out of everyone in the inner circle, azriel is the most… attractive, per se. he’s considerate; he makes you feel comfortable, he respects you and your privacy. he’s also hot. he downs drink after drink, before your elegant dinner is brought out to you. finally, he speaks, making small talk with rhys and amren about some kind of intense training. meanwhile, you and mor excessively flirt, trying to one up eachother with horrible pick up lines.

“is your name winter?” you ask mor, “because you’ll be coming soon.” mor and cass break out in laughter, and rhys groans.

“not this again. please, a different dinner topic. why does it always come to this? please, be mature.” rhys asks tiredly.

“haha, you said come.” cassian says. at this point, he probably has no idea where he is. or who he is.

“hey, y/n,” cassian says, turning towards you. “i don’t usually watch sunsets, but i’d love to watch you go down!”

“oh my god, cass! that is awful!” mor says, breaking out in laughter, while the rest of your friends guffaw. save for az, who is staring daggers at cassian, swishing the remainders of his drink around his glass. you continue to eat, cracking jokes with mor and laughing with rhys about something or another. even amren has a good time.

finally, you and your friends find yourselves walking down to the parties, ready to drink more and and dance. you and mor dance together, singing and laughing and drinking and surely embarrassing yourselves, going from party to party, club to club. finally, it’s time for the real fun to begin. mor runs off and somehow, you find yourself back at the house of wind, on a balcony overlooking the city and the sea. with azriel.

finally, the stars begin to fall, and you haven’t seen anything like it. and you can’t help yourself, you dance around like a child, the little alcohol in your system aiding you in making a fool of yourself. azriel watches you, smiling. you stop dancing, but the stars still fall, enchanting you and captivating your full attention.

“az,” you breathe, “you didn’t tel me it was so…” you trail off.

“magical?” he finishes for you, coming up behind your shoulder, watching both you and the beautiful display.

you nod, turning around with pure joy still etched on your face.

“i couldn’t find the words to describe it.” he says quietly. for the first time that night, you really drink him in. he’s wearing a dark suit, his hair unruly. his dark-gold skin shines in contrast to his outfit and hair. his eyes twinkle, staring into yours with an expression that you’ve never seen before. you break the eye contact shyly, turning back around to watch.

“it’s… wonderful. it’s the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen,” you say truthfully.

“not for me.” he whispers, barely audible, now standing beside you.

you turn your head, looking up at him. he turns his too, making eye contact with you once more. he breaks it first though, looking back at the stars, before doing a double take and staring at you again. suddenly he exhales sharply.

“fuck, y/n. i-i…” he closes his eyes for a few seconds, “i’m… i don’t know if it’s the alcohol but…” he trails off.

“gods, i’m not supposed to tell you this. rhys told me not to but… i can’t keep this from you.” he stars again. this time he turns towards you fully, so you turn towards him.

“y/n, you’re my mate.” he says slowly. “i… i’ve known for a while.”

“your- your mate?” you whisper. he nods his head.

“its been so hard for me to resist and keep from telling you,” he says, taking a step closer, so close now that his shadows ghost your skin. “from touching you, from marking you as mine. gods, y/n, do you know what you do to me?”

he leans down, so close now that you could share a breath. suddenly, everything clicks into place. you feel something forming in your mind, a thread. and then trailing it, a yank. your mind reaches out and yanks back, and he smiles. but for some reason, this smile is different. it makes you feel different, and you’re speechless. your mouth hangs slightly open.

“what was that?” you ask hesitantly.

“our bond.” he answers, unable to hide his happiness. “ y/n, i know this is all new to you, and it can be overwhelming but… i just couldn’t keep this from you. it’s unbearable for me. and watching cassias flirt with you tonight… i just… he’s my best friend. and i wanted to… fight him. to make him stop. and i just couldn’t keep something like this from you. but- if you need a break, or some time, or… i just- i-“ he says, blathering on rather quickly.

“no, az, this is amazing!” you laugh, flinging yourself into his arms, his warm embrace. “i- i have a mate!” you say into his chest.

he laughs. “y/n, every fae has a mate.”

“i mean- i know- but me. and you’re here! i’m…” you say, into his chest still. instead of letting go, you turn your head, watching the stars fall from the sky. down, down, down.

so… you’re happy?

you jump out of his arms

“what- what the-“ you say, looking up at him. his voice was in your head.

“it’s the bond. we can communicate through it.” he says. “try it.”

so you do. you yank on that thread.

wow, you say through the bond.

it’s the most wonderful feeling, knowing that you have a soulmate. someone who you are connected and entwined with, a deeper and more raw feeling than marriage or love. an intimate, real feeling, something you have never felt before. pure, unconditional love. you are important to someone. tears well up in your eyes and then escape down your cheeks. azriel pulls away from your hug, holding your chin between his thumb and pointer finger. he leans down and kisses your cheek, kisses your tears away.

“gods, you’re so beautiful.” he murmurs, making eye contact with you, your chin still between his fingers.

then, he is leaning in to kiss you and it is lips against lips and skin against skin. your hands curiously travel each others bodies, rubbing circles and grabbing and sliding over skin. when he is done kissing your face and lips, his are covered in glitter. when he pulls away, you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him back in and resting your forehead against his. he has to lean down a considerable amount, as he towers over you.

you take his face in your hands, your turn to hold him as the stars behind you plummet. after a considerable around of time, after the stars stop their descent, and after much of the music and dancing have stopped, and and azriel pull away from your embrace.

a new feeling takes over, you don’t say a word as you grab his hand and lead him up to your chambers.

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-a/n (AGAIN): PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE give me ideas and requests 😭😭😭 I AM BEGGING this is so shitty and i apologize!! i honestly am just currently very busy with school and need some inspiration and ideas 😭

[infictionalwonderland]

hope mikaelson x reader , bestfriends to rivials to secret protectors to lovers ?

secret protectors is secretly protecting eachother btw

and if you can , can you start it where they are ex bestfriends already

sure thing darling ;) I’ve tweaked it a tad but it’s mostly the same

it’s quite shitty but It’s written with my sleep deprived brain.. so.. sorry.

warnings : swearing, mentions of sex, underage drinking

Y/N Y/L/N and Hope Andrea Mikaelson.

The two of you had an.. interesting history to say the least.

Let’s start with the backstory shall we?

Now the two of you had already come from feuding families, though you had both completely disregarded that fact in your first meeting and there was an instant platonic connection. One which you and her both eagerly deepened as you’d both grown up shadowed from the outside world and without the ability to form relationships of any kind, so it was like a first to the both of you. In a sense.

Your relationship status of friends quickly glided from good friends to close friends to best friends and the two of you were perfectly content with this.

Of course that was until you families had to go ahead and ruin it.

It was actually Hope’s mum Hayley who had found out about your secret friendship first, unbeknownst to you, and Hope had almost burst into tears at the look of shock and mild disgust on her mum’s face.

“You’re father told me about that family.” Hayley had said “They aren’t a good bunch sweetheart.”

And Hope had stayed mute and assumed that that was the end of that — but of course she knew deep down that wasn’t simply going to be the end of this situation she had gotten herself into.

The next day, she was at a family dinner — one which they commonly had every single evening so nothing seemed out of the ordinary in the slightest.

But the tense looks on all her families faces told her otherwise and she had felt her heart psychically constrict at her dad’s next words.

“We don’t want you involved with that y/l/n family.”

That sentence was playing on her mind for days as she actively avoided you at all cost, knowing full well a look into your y/e/c eyes would only worsen her current predicament.

But she made her decision (no matter how difficult).

Family was everything to her...

So the next day, she had met you in person in broken up your friendship in perhaps the rudest way possible she could think of in the hopes you would start disliking her and consequently leaving her life which made her family life so much easier. No matter how the mere thought being without your presence for eternity pained her dearly.

But afterwards it was after your friendship never happened.

You went to thinking she was just like how your parents portrayed her family to be.

And she went to glaring in the halls of school and showcasing her ‘hate’ while dreaming of you when the day turned to dusk.

• • •

“Looking good y/n.” Your friend (kinda) Bianca Goldman whistled as you strutted over to her where she stood leaning against a tree as she observed the lively party.

“You too Ani.” You smiled playfully, twirling a strand of Bianca’s strawberry blonde hair around your finger with a playfully seductive look in your eyes.

“Go find someone else to hit on, you’ve got half the school pining after you.” Bianca scoffed lightly with a joking (mostly) roll of her green eyes but anyone could make out the newly gained pink flush to her pale skin.

“Aww no need to be jealous Ani.” You whispered lightly with a mocking pout as you leaned in a little more and watched in amusement as her pale skin gained a more crimson flush.

However, what you failed to see was from across the forest. Leaning against her own tree was your ex-bestfriend (enemy to everyone’s knowledge) watching you intently with jealously shining transparently in her ocean blue eyes.

“What’s go your thong in a twist princess.” Elizabeth Saltzman smirked jokingly, her eyes alight with the perfect mixture of mirth and entertainment that masked her confusion.

Hope didn’t answer, instead, a glare glazed over her previously envious blue eyes and she pursed her lips together.

“You’re jealous aren’t you?” Lizzie asked in amusement though slight shock, her gaze quickly flickering between both you and Hope with a new sense of interest and determination.

“Jealous of what? I’m only concerned for Bianca, y/n plays people and leaves them high and dry.” Hope spoke defensively.

“More like pleased and happy.” Lizzie corrected cheekily.

Her response was a displeased scoff and Hope taking an even bigger swig of her beer.

• • •

It was officially the next day and those who weren’t suffering with hangovers (the vampires and some werewolves or witches who knew the correct spells) were up bright and early.. most of them.

You were a witch, a bloody good one at that and thankfully you knew the hangover spell but with your lifestyle you sort of had to know it.

Still — instead of attending class like you were obviously meant to, you just went down to the kitchens for some food because hey? food is way more important than studies, right.?

Standing in the kitchens and munching happily on a chocolate chip cookie and you heard a sharp gust of wind. One which you could identify with an approaching vampire.

But before you could even turn, a resounding thud rang out through the kitchen and you turned to see a vampire, a newbie — Leon Arnold — neck snapped on the floor, blood staining his lips, mouth and shirt and vampire features receding back.

You blew out a harsh breath and placed your hand on your head, trying to calm your rapidly racing heart.

Under her own cloaking spell, Hope Mikaelson smiled lightly to herself in accomplishment and relief. Oh so maybe this seemed slightly stalker-ish.. but she was curious to what you did when you didn’t attend class and honestly thank god she did decide to be .. stalker-ish today.

“Mikaelson?”

Shit. She just so happened to forget you were an equally as powered witch who could see past her spells.

“You did that..?” You gestured to Leon and much to the annoyance of yourself you felt a warm feeling encase your heart at the thought of her protecting you.

“Yeah..I did.” Hope nodded her head hesitantly and slipped a quick smile over her plush pink lips with her cheeks discreetly flushing at the softer look that entered your y/e/c eyes.

“Well thank you.” You spoke sincerely and cursed yourself out mentally for the butterflies that swarmed around your stomach.

Just like old times

A response wasn’t heard on Hope’s end as you hastily hurried out.

• • •

“Ugh this is stupid.” Lizzie groaned slumping against the wall as she watched Hope pointedly avoid your eyes and you do the same. She had a sneaking suspicion and she also had an idea which in her opinion was spectacular.

“What is?” Josette, Josie, Saltzman asked hesitantly as she looked up with the end of her of pencil resting between her lips absentmindedly.

“This!” Elizabeth practically shouted as she gestured between Hope and you and Josie looked on with wide perplexed eyes.

“No you know what.” Lizzie muttered, putting Hope’s wrist in a tight hold and magically dragging you over. Ignoring your groans and shouts of protest and everyone’s either wide and curious or shocked eyes.

Quickly, she basically threw the both of you in the nearest classroom and placed a spell on the door.

“Talk! Now!”

You and Hope sat in a extremely tense silence for about a minute or so just staring into each other’s heatedly.

Before suddenly she crashed froward and pressed her lips into yours hungrily.

You eagerly responded to the kiss, familiar with this nature of kiss, winding your hands through her soft locks of auburn hair as hers wrapped around your waist. Hope let out a little moan as you ran your tongue over her bottom lip and she obediently opened her mouth slightly for you to proceed.

Abruptly the two of you pulled apart, panting harshly.

“We should—“

“Yeah—“

“Be my girlfriend—“

It felt like time stopped from a moment and with a wide grin appearing on your face you nodded your head frantically.

Your families the last thing on your minds.

[thesolotomyhan]

dating david barron would include

a/n: aaand aqui llegue,,  a queued up post this time, i hope i did it right because this was supposed to be posted yesterday but i completely forgot,, but heres some barron content that mis reinas have ordered so lets get into it shall we bebes ?

wow ok??? someone please slap me upside the cabezota because i halted everything in progress just to get this fucking written todo por un pinche sicario that all of you have had me fall slowly in love with so es culpa de todos USTEDES that were here ok??

so honestly when i imagined barron in a relationship i feel like for him to really let himself go and be all smiley you would have to be really embedded into his heart first

but im not going to lie the hard exterior that he has would probably break the very second you even smiled at him the first time anyways so its not so hard for him to be soft around you

and from then thats when he knows he found the one for him and hes fucked for eternal

but something i feel like i should make clear,, is that he wont let it show so much in public how much you have him wrapped around your finger,,i feel like hes going to be letting his whole guard down when its just the two of you and theres no wandering eyes on you both -

and so before we get right into the whole heart wrenching fluff that makes me soft after establishing this

lets first get started with how you two met and were beginning to date yeah? yeah sounds good

so honestly i have a lot of ways I’m thinking about the beginning of your relationship going and ill just let you choose your own route with whatever you feel like going with

because on one end i can imagine the two of you being bffs ,, like you two grew up in the same neighborhood and shit

the both of you looking out for one another always hanging out with eachother,, just fucking destined to end up with eachother because of your bond and connection :((((

and could you imagine :((( him being overprotective of you even way before you two were a thing :((

like a young hotheaded barron being head over heeels for you :((

maybe that’s even why he went to prison at what? 16? maybe because some guy was trying to hurt you so he protected you instead of killing some guy for sitting on his car ya know? wow :(

but i also have this second route like maybe you meeting him sometime around the time francisco got out of jail in s2 and they had his welcome home party at roxanne ??

Yeah and so now could you imagine being either best friends with ramon or even francisco and being there to celebrate or get this maybe your an arellano sibling too because wow am i right? or am i right ??

so anyways you meeting barron there when pancho introduces him to everyone -

and idk why he gives me embobado vibes you know? like him having this frozen deer in the headlights look when he locks eyes with you

like im imagining when he sees someone he likes and lo dejan impactado hes just fucking staring the whole time he possibly can and if you catch him looking at you,, him just giving you this small smile and slight nod lol

:((but wow and could you imagine him just talking with you all night from then on because maybe you were grateful he had franciscos back in prison at thats how you struck up a conversation with him

and lets say maybe from then on whenever you see him because youre always around,, making talk with him,, 

kind of like this slow burn build up to your relationship because could you just imagine the day you both spill out your emotions when you realize how much you both actually are in love and proceeding to keep it a secret from the rest of the arellanos? Just the adrenaline from that alone ? yeah wow

but listen because i also have this other route we can go

because one of you anons sent me an ask/blurb thing where you talked about you being dinas bodyguard :)))) and having this enemies relationship:))  going on with barron:) and omg i-

that pinche scenario has lived in my mind since then and i blame everything about you for that ,, and for making me trip over air for barron - who ever you are

but yeah that’s another way we can go,,, just something where you both are trying to one up the other and prove who’s the better bodyguard and shit

having this side-eye glare you both would do when the other gets more compliments about your duties/what youve done 

always bantering whos a better shot and whos liked more ,, just getting on eachothers nerves basically 

and then :))) your love for eachother kind of hits a little after the christine shooting let’s say you were there and maybe barron pulled you into him before he started shooting trying to protect you because i imagine him being the one to realize his feelings first just a little -

and wow COULD YOU IMAGINE THE FUCKING DUO YOU TWO WOULD MAKE SHOOTING BACK AT CHAPOS PEOPLE i- NO ONE TALK TO ME

LIKE ??? MAYBE THE TWO OF YOU GETTING PINNED DOWN BUT THEN YOURE OUT HERE GETTING HIS BACK - AND THEN HIM GETTING YOURS ,, PROTECTING EACHOTHER

HIM HAVING THIS SURPRISED LOOK BUT LOWKEY STARTING TO REALLY FALL IN LOVE WHEN HE SEES YOU GIVING THE SAME ATTITUDE BACK- LAWD

like right then he’s going to make sure you BOTH get out of there safely he doesn’t give a shit about his “hatred” for you anymore wow

anyways ill let you decide which route you want to take because either fucking way you both would end up being this cute ass couple that everytime pancha sees you two he’s being that bitch that teases barron for finally having a soft spot that makes him happy :(

moving on now,, i feel like barron would be the type to live a relationship with “private but not a secret” motto thing ya know??

like he makes it known hes already tied down by you but unless hes asked hes not going to spill everything about you,, he likes having his own private life going on with you separate with the shit he does alright i just wanted to get that out there,,

and omg :(( his kisses yall ?? i feel like hes not one to really openly give you them in front of everyone and outright show how actually weak you make him deep down

so he might opt to just be giving you small quick kisses on your cheek and on your lips :( maybe even giving you a small smile when you pull away and softly tell you “i love you “ so only you hear it :(((

god hes so hard faced all the time but you just know he means everything from the bottom of his heart whenever he tells you small things or says that he loves you even if its like a quick te amo! before hes bolting out the door to go do his “job”

but the times it would be just the two of you when he comes home to you,,, i feel like he would love to pick you up when you come up to him,, giving you this smile only he allows around you when he feels your hands on his cheeks and him just squeezing you tighter against him -

the soft fucking look he would have when you start to kiss him again :((( i cant

also him loving it when you would place your hands on his shoulders or even around his neck when youre kissing him or just plainly talking to him because he would have this small little fucking grin on his face looking back at you,, his own hands wrapping around your back :(((( im

and when hes dating you i feel like he would act so ,,, caballeroso ?? with you like im talking about him opening doors for you all the time,, helping you get out of the car and shit and just giving you this smile when he leads you through the door of some place :(

the two of you always seen holding hands with your fingers intertwined :( or him having his arm thrown around your shoulder - no matter the occasion :( wow

and also ? club dates is a regular occurrence for you both alright?

because if hes going to be spending his entire time being on guard for benjamin, pancha and basically everyone in the family hes going to be one busy mf and not have the time to actually plan something for you

so the times he would have to go to the club as his “time off” with the rest of the arellanos he would love to take you as his plus one when he can :)))

but other times since youre already close with the arellanos,, you would already be there and barron would be the one to show up -

and im sorry but i laugh to the thought of before everyone knew you two were a thing ,, i imagine benjamin being the annoying mf he is looking at barron one day when he finds out like ??? how in tf do you have a girl?? like he lowkey kind of bullies barron because he seems too hard ? and not soft enough for someone to love lol

and i just know franciscos ass is right behind min going ? Y QUE TIENE?? No es tu pedo -apoco el te juzga a ti por estar con ruth cabron? Lol because i feel like he would definitely be your guys number 1 supporter you know?

and oh my god i dont know if its the hopeless romantic in me but everytime i see that scene in s3 of him going back to logan heights to recruit some of his guys ,, 

for some reason why mind just wandered to him loving to have you sitting on the hood of his car :(

him situated right in between your legs and just kissing you,, letting you play with the ends of his hair ,, the two of you just softly laughing,, giving eachother hearteyes- bye thats so soft for me

and also? remembering the fact that he would be so infatuated with you i feel like he wouldnt even know he would have a staring problem with you lol

like it happens a lot when he’s at home with you and he’s just sitting somewhere his eyes never breaking away from you when youre getting ready or youre busy doing something

but whatever it is he’s just straight up staring and if you catch him he’s just going to laugh it off but continue to look at you with this shine in his eyes :(((( hes so in love i cry -

and no because his barrio also loving you so much :(( youre apart of them in a way :(

all of them referring to you or knowing you as HIS NENA :((( i wow

because i imagined something along the lines of them going to someone if they ask for you like “oh youre looking for barrons nena?” AND IDK WHY I SOB TO THATplease tell me im not the only one to feel some type of way because of that- :(  

also ? OVERPROTECTIVE TAKEN TO ANOTHER LEVEL OK?? because him being the top sicario for tj? and seeing all the shit he has done for the arellanos?? good god do not get me started on the type of measures and protectiveness this bitch would go through just for you to be safe under him -

and like if shit ever hits the fan in tj like maybe lets say the time mayo was hitting them from all sides,, barron definitely having you stay far away from the cagadero and stay in san diego for the time being :((

 because not only would his whole barrio downright vow to protect you just like he would :(( but because hes not about to lose the most important person to him :(

IM SO- hear me out because i have this thought of associating you just caressing the side of his jaw either when youre getting up from your spot next to him to go get something or just you doing it after he kisses you or just something that causes you to leave him for just a second

but :( the way he would look at you ALL IN LOVE BUT LOST 

AND FOR YOU TO JUST SEE HIS OJITOS ALL SOFT WHEN YOU LOOK BACK AT HIM HAS Me sobbing

Like you softly giggling at him when he moves his hand to grab yours before you move any further away, like “wait adonde vas babe? “ All soft and just giving you this slight unnoticeable pout because youre leaving him- woW im done:(((

and maybe it’s me or maybe not and you guys can see where im getting at but him loving :(( to see you wear something of his ,, like maybe you wearing one of his shirts with your outfit when you go out :(

or maybe even wearing that chain he has when he isn’t wearing it

but whatever you choose to wear of his ,, it never fails to make him feel all mushy on the inside ,, 

his heart feeling like its just being squeezed and he would have this small little smile when he looks at you all enamorado because his girl wearing his things??? he couldn’t be any prouder :( alright im going to go sob

him also calling you all the time whenever he can throughout the day :(

because just hearing your voice has him smiling to himself :(

ugh also i feel like he would love to rant to you about some stories he would have or what he had to do that day

because he would have this smile on his face that you would be listening to him and all the things he’s been through :(( im

ONE LAST THING?? HIM:(( loving to give you these good morning pecks,,,

he does it all the time even when you’re not awake but he’ll just whispering something like ill be back later babe :(((

or even when youre awake or when he comes back home to you,, he would do that thing where he would have you stuck in between him and the bed :(( holding himself up over you

His body in between your legs and him giving you this grin while he leans down and kisses you

his smile growing even bigger when he hears you laugh and continue to pull him down to you to kiss him :(( I- :(

ohwow ok ???? ill just leave it here yes ? no ? or do we want to see some nsfw?? i dont know but I’ll see myself out now -

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[fandomlit]

secretive (shane madej x reader)

requested by anon “Could you do a Shane Madej x reader where he thinks the reader is cheating on him with Ryan. Like they whisper things to eachother and stop when Shane enters the room, they text all the time and hang out without Shane a lot. He ends up snapping at the reader about it but it turns out they were actually planning a suprise for him.”

summary shane madej has never been an insecure guy. but when it comes to you, that side can come out to play.

gif cred belongs to @ryanbergara​

shane was rarely insecure. he had learned to become proud of who he is, lanky limbs and all. but of course, there was the occasional slip up--especially when it came to you.

when shane first met you, he was smitten. your dorky personality, stunning beauty, and unrelenting kindness drew him into you instantly, and he chased that feeling to the ends of the earth. and now, almost a year and a half into your relationship, he could honestly say that he has never been happier.

but of course, those pesky insecurities come out to play sometimes.

shane had volunteered to do coffee run that morning before filming unsolved. when he came back to the office where he had left you both, he saw you two sitting unbearably close at the desk, talking and smiling and ignoring everyone else in the room setting up for the shoot.

trying his best to brush it off, he entered the office and gave you both a smile. “caffeine time?”

you leaned away from ryan, clapping excitedly. “caffeine time!”

he gave a wide grin at your cheeriness and grabby hands, handing you the order he had memorized on your first date. 

you stood up from the desk and giggled, “you can have your seat back. i gotta get back to work.”

“alright, have fun,” shane smiled. you gave him a quick kiss before skipping off to your workplace. after shane settled in his seat with his coffee, he said to ryan as casually as he could, “what were the whispers about?”

ryan gave him an entirely unconvincing confused look. “what whispers?”

“between you and y/n,” shane explained, motioning to the door you had just exited through.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about,” ryan said, shaking his head at shane. before shane could press any further, you came back into the office.

“sorry,” you giggled. “forgot my phone.” you snatched off of the small table and then pointed to ryan with a serious expression. “text me, bergara.” and then you left, just as quickly as you had come.

ryan looked up from his prepared manila folder to the camera crew, not daring to glance at the unintentionally glaring shane, and spoke, “are we ready to roll?”

..

“who are you texting?” shane teased when he entered the living room to see you curled up, smiling at your phone.

“just ryan,” you shrugged. that didn’t sit right with shane.

“you two seem awfully close lately,” shane tried to comment nonchalantly. but if he implicated that anything was wrong in his tone, you didn’t notice. you just giggled as your phone buzzed with another text. shane took a sip of his tea with a frown.

after a while of smiling at your phone, you moved over to cuddle with shane as he watched a show on netflix.

you placed a kiss on his cheek as you draped yourself over him. “i love you.”

that did lighten his heart a bit. “i love you, too.”

..

ryan and shane got lunch together many days of the week. then he would come back to the office, pay you a visit in yours, and get back to work. but today, ryan had a different idea in mind.

“why don’t we eat with y/n today?” the shorter man proposed. that unsettled shane a bit. supernatural beings were nothing to him, but a guy taking invested interest in his girl friend as of late? that rattled him.

shane excused, “she’s usually busy during our lunch.. but we can check.” he shrugged. “no harm in that.” and though his thoughts betrayed his words, he led the way to your office.

you were on the phone when shane peeked in. you waved him in as you spoke, “it’s alright, lea.” you tapped your pencil against your desk as the boys filtered in. “yeah, just send it and we can edit and complete. it’s no problem. just relax and enjoy a day off, girl. of course. see you.” you hung up and gave the boys a smile.

“what was that about?” shane asked, coming closer to your desk to give you a quick kiss.

“was that the girl who hasn’t shown up for the past few days?” ryan asked, taking the seat across from your desk.

“yes,” you groaned. “im trying to be patient with her, she’s using some sick days so i can’t really get on her, but did she have to take off in the middle of this project?” you let out a huff.

shane was slightly bothered that ryan knew more about this than he did. but instead, he asked, “would it comfort you at all if we had lunch with you today? or is this girl taking up your schedule?”

you grasped his hand in yours. “please have lunch with me.” you reached out your hand to ryan, who laughed as he took it. you squeezed both of their hands, though shane’s lips were now tightly pursed. “this morning has been insane.”

“we got you,” ryan nodded with a grin that you returned sweetly. when you looked up at shane, he quickly changed his expression into a grin. he felt his jealousy rising second by second during the entire lunch.

..

shane had just walked into the breakroom to see you and ryan laughing as you poured yourself a cup of tea. “that’s actually not a bad idea, bergara. where’d you come up with that one?”

“i’ve got so much in this noggin, you don’t even know, l/n,” ryan responded easily, making you laugh again. shane still hadn’t been noticed, but he felt as if his heart was beating so loud that he surely would be.

“but yeah, shane stays late every thursday,” you continued, “so if you came over right after work, we should be able to get it all done and shane wouldn’t even know!”

“im a genius,” ryan praised.

“that you are,” you agreed, holding your cup out. he clinked his water bottle against it and you both turned to the door. shane was long gone.

..

you had stayed a little bit late that day, and so shane was stuck pacing your shared apartment as he awaited your arrival home, thinking of what to say.

his blood boiled as he thought of the implications of the past couple of weeks. you and ryan were definitely planning something. and with how close you two were lately, it was probably something that shane, your boyfriend, would not care for at all. and if his thoughts were right, then had this happened before? is he only noticing this now? he couldn’t even begin with what he needed to say to you.

you were the most important thing to him. from the moment he met you, he knew he had to be with you. and now that you could be cheating on him with his best friend? his heart was pumping and aching in his chest, and he didn’t know whether to be angry or sad.

when you opened the door, his head immediately shot up. “hey,” you smiled. after you closed the door behind you and took in his frantic state, you asked, “something wrong?”

“we gotta talk,” was all he could manage as he shook his head.

you furrowed your brow as you slipped off your jacket and dropped your bag. “okay..?” you stepped toward him. “what about?”

but your innocence just seemed to frustrate him. “i know about you and ryan.” you stopped in your tracks, but he didn’t dare glance at your reaction to his words. he was worried about what he’d find there. “i heard you guys talking in the breakroom earlier about meeting up when im not home, and how you two always text lately, and you’re always.. touching and..” he took a breath. “i know, y/n.” he finally looked up at you to see your face frozen in what seemed to be shock and concern. you stepped closer to him.

“shane, what?” he stood his ground, arms crossed as you moved in front of him. “shane, no.. no, i love you so much, i would never cheat on you.” you placed your hands on his arms and looked him dead in his eyes. but his expression remained stone.

“why should i believe that?” he spoke lowly.

he wished he hadn’t seen your heart break in your eyes. “shane, ryan and i are your best friends, we wouldn’t dare do that to you. we..” you let out a sigh through your nose and removed your hands from his arms to fish your phone out of your pocket. you unlocked it and handed it to him, revealing the texts between you and ryan.

scrolling up, he found:

boogara, 12:38pm okay, this might be a stupid question..

y/n, 12:42pm i love it already, do tell

boogara, 12:44pm alright do you think it would be at all possible to get balloons custom made as characters from the hotdaga?

y/n, 12:45pm OHMYGOD I LOVE IT WE ABSOLUTELY CAN IM LOOKING INTO IT RN

boogara, 12:46pm shane better appreciate this idea as much as you do when his birthday comes around

y/n, 12:48pm ryan, that man will celebrate harder than he’s ever celebrated before

boogara, 12:49pm he better

shane didn’t know what to make of that as he handed his phone back to you.

“we were planning a surprise party for your birthday,” you sighed, tucking your phone back into your pocket. “that’s why we’re so.. secretive.” you twiddled with your hands nervously. “but i guess not anymore.” shane didn’t know what to say. you looked up to him sadly. “you thought i was cheating on you..?”

shane’s heart burned with guilt. softly, he spoke, “i did, yeah.” your frown deepened. “but not because i don’t trust you,” he explained, taking your hand in his. you looked to your hands instead of his desperate eyes for a moment. “but because i just..” you looked up at him, and the words spilled out, “i don’t know, im just always in awe that i get to be with you and... i guess i got scared that maybe you thought i wasn’t good enough for you, because god knows im not.”

“shane,” you said softly, placing a hand on his cheek. “you’re perfect for me. ryan is definitely one of my best friends, but he doesn’t hold a candle to the love i have for you.” he offered you a short smile. “i only have eyes for you, dork.”

“im sorry,” he whispered. you pulled him in for a tight hug.

“i am, too,” you sighed, resting your head on his shoulder. “will you still act surprised for your birthday..? ryan’s pretty proud of himself.”

“i’d do anything for that little guy,” he sighed, pulling away from you to gaze at your sweet smile. “let’s go watch drunk history.”

forever tags <3 @bombardia @simonsbluee @ari-shipping-stuff @cheshirecat107 @iknowyouthinkimbulletproof

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Ram Sweeney x Reader || Headcanons

Topic: Dating HC's

Notes:

*Sigh*... I write regularly write for creeps like Freddy Krueger and Offenderman... and am one of the few tumblrs that write for Sheriff Hoyt romantically... and yet Kurt and Ram are my real guilty pleasure characters.

Anyway I hope someone other then me wanted this XDD I'm gonna do a Kurt one too.

Warnings: Some NSFW but not explicit.

Your song: The Way I Loved You (Taylor Swift)

He respects my space and never makes me wait

And he calls exactly when he says he will

He's close to my mother, talks business with my father

He's charming and endearing and I'm comfortable

...

But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain

And it's 2:00 a.m. and I'm cursing your name

So in love that you act insane

And that's the way I loved you

Breakin' down and coming undone

It's a roller coaster kinda rush

And I never knew I could feel that much

And that's the way I loved you

You two as a TV/Movie/Book couple: Bianca Piper and Wesley Rush (The DUFF)

Having the kind of relationship that no one else understands at all. Like, you have nothing in commen except commen history and your feelings for each other (Which are, on the other hand, totally clear to everyone) but when you're together you're always laughing and being affectionate.

Being in an on and off relationship throughout middle school and highschool- but never and I repeat; Never, is anyone permitted to mess with you at all. Because Ram always considers you his, even when you arent together.

So yeah, you always have 2 (Ram, and Kurt) large football star bodyguards at your disposal.

Being very playful together.

SOOOOoooooo much PDA. Including: Making out in the hallways and at school events like football games (You dont care who sees), sitting in his lap or at least squished close to his side at lunch, him throwing you over his shoulder to carry you places, him giving you piggy back rides, him picking you up and twirling you around, him just standing behind you with his arms around your waist and his chin rested on your shoulder when he's bored (With everything but you), his arm being over your shoulders as you walk together, you wiping peanut butter on his nose to get a rise out of him and then running away so he'll chase you, you peppering his face with kisses to make him laugh, etc.

Having a turbulent relationship. Because while, when all is well you two are like peanut butter and jelly and seem like the perfect highschool sweethearts, when you arent it's because Ram has gotten really jealous over something and called you a terrible name (Skank, whore, slut, bitch- any of those) or you understandably got irritated by his bullying and/or being a perverted, sexist asshole and you have huge, blow out fights in the middle of school and by the end of the period the whole student body knows about it.

You give him the silent treatment and the cold shoulder after those (If you didnt break up, that is) and he sends Kurt to give you messages.

When you make up its because he sincerely apologises although he doesn't 100% understand what he did wrong which becomes part of the next fight.

As you've been together so very long, he is basically part of your fucking family. He's so familiar and casual with your parent/s and/or sibling/s. They love him so much that, whether you're with him at the time or not, they allow him into the house and your bedroom with a cup of tea and snacks. (Its the 'American dream' popular-boy / football-star thing.)

So yeah, sometimes when you're mad at him or he wants to get back together (Which generally you want to do, to. You honestly have the same biological timer. Its like, 3 weeks pass by of being broken up and then ding ding ding! You both get the feelings its time to get back together and start sharing grins in the hallway and talking to your friends about eachother) you'll just find him waiting for you in your room when you come home.

Hanging out a looooooot with Kurt. Movie nights at your place, hanging out at the mall together on weekends sneaking out to see them at the football field at night time, etc. When you're sad, they'll both turn up wherever you are to cheer you up, too! Goofballs.

This does not mean there arent times where Ram shoo's Kurt off, though, when you two want some alone time together (*Eyebrow wiggles*) because of course. I'm just saying, you're a close-knit group.

When you are alone together, not much changes from when you're around others honestly XD You're still just as playful and affectionate. You just, you know, also have sex.

When he's down, you rusk your graceful image and climb through his bedroom window to be there with him. You dont fuck, you dont even really kiss. You just climb into bed with him and he'll tuck you under his chin and close his eyes. Legit old married couple. And you two sleep- by morning, he usually feels better and refuses to let you get out of bed with him.

"Five more minutessssss, babe!" He whines, holding you against him and pressing kisses to your head. You know he'll just say that again in 5 minutes time- and over, and over, and over again.

"Oh- no. I've been caught in this trap before Ram. We have school, so we have to get up. Come on!" You push firmly at his stomach (or abs) with your fists; not that that does much as he just just groans or gathers your little wrists in one big fist to stop you (Either way he certainly doesn't even flinch). His eyes are still closed. You sigh.

Now you have two choices, you can either give in and snuggle back into him for the rest of the morning, or threaten to send an attack towards his groin and he'll literally fling himself outta bed. Like "OH LOOK AT THE TIME- Kurt's gonna be waiting for us outside. Lets go!"

There are also mornings that you wake up with him (No sad Ram the night before necessary) and are all too happy to stay there with him. You just adorably nod into his chest, eyes still closed and making the cutest half-asleep morning sound when he asks if you wanna stay here a bit longer and he happily pulls the blanket over both your heads; shielding you both from the real world for a while.

OKAY MOVING ON FROM THAT FLUFFINESS.

You are also the only person who has any sort of control over him and Kurt. Like you can take them down a few pegs with just a look.

You two do date other people when you're broken up but its clear to anyone watching that these are just nice place holders for eachother. Neither of you are ever as happy with others as you are with eachother. You're ridiculously in love, actually.

Ypu were the first one to say I Love You, and he immediately called Kurt for guidance XD

Places you've had sex (Because it is always the full monty with Ram): Both your bedrooms so so so many times, the school bathrooms, his car, Kurts car (Kurt was NOT pleased.), the back of the football field, under the bleachers during a game or pep rally (he was benched for being too violent) + under the bleachers during practise + under the bleachers when the football field is deserted, the back of the school, the faculty parking lot at school, Kurts and Heather Chandler's houses (Parties. Basically a Westerburg High party is not complete without Y/N L/N and Ram Sweeney breaking in someones bed), his parent's car, the woods, cow pasture (a picnic blanket was used), and finally some mall changing rooms.

You leave him messages on his answering machine. He listens to every one of them (Which means something because he doesnt listen to anyone elses, unless he's gotta get through them to get to yours).

Him being SUCH a jealous asshole (With everyone except Kurt).

HIM STANDING UP TO THE HEATHERS FOR YOU.

#PromKingAndQueen

Having Kurt "Smartest guy on the football team," Kelly be your (Occasionally, live in- yes, he has slept over with the two of you on the floor so he could break up fights) couples councellor. Often his advice is 'fuck it out' but he also comes up with oddly wise shit sometimes. Mostly he's just very exasperated though. Like, its obvious you two are gonna end up together- stop bothering me with this shit. Let me get some pussy for myself guys please-

You two getting a bit frisky on movie nights with Kurt and he throws stuff at you. He just starts bringing a pool noodle (That he drew an angry face onto) along with him and hitting y'all with it whenever he feels its necessary. Cuz I mean, on one hand, of course he's happy for his bro Ram that he's getting his dick wet, but on the other- ITS FUCKIN MOVIE NIGHT, PULL YOURSELVES TOGETHER FOR T W O S E C O N D S (Oh the irony- it does indeed escape him). He'll park his ass right in the middle of you two if you keep it up.

If he had survived, you and Ram would have broken up after graduation and spent college apart, before bumping into each other again back home as new (Improved. Especially him) people that fit together better now and ended up getting back together for good.

[b0rista]

— 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄, 𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀, 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍, & 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐎 𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐃. ˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ₊

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: language, because i can't form sentences without using "fuck" every other word JDJD.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: i only made this modern because i desperately wanted to include marco to the fullest leave me aloneEffsg. gn! reader, and i went pretty lengthy on this one so beneath the cut is where the headcanons start :)

𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓: bearbrickjia on instagram!

by far, the best friend group to have. everyone balances one another out, and it's a perfectly imperfect mesh of teenagers.

there's jean, the group's centerpiece. he's the alpha of the posse, usually working as their own personal line leader whenever they're caught doing something as a group. he'll never admit it, but he's also the dad friend. of course, he's more of a "i wish i never gave birth to you oh my god please leave me alone also i love you" type than the stereotypical dad friend.

there's marco, the glue holding the group together. unsurprisingly, he's the calm, kindhearted support system that balances out the cokeheads, keeping them all sturdy. without a doubt, the group would fall apart without him. they need him, okay!! and by "them," i mean jean and yourself. marco, never change.

following up, there's connie & sasha, the wonder twins. their roles are pretty self explanatory, given their natural rambunctiousness. they're the two that hang out outside of the group the most, for obvious reasons. they're the crackhead siblings that bring life to the group, despite the hot water they typically land the others in. through their antics and their comic relief, they're irreplaceable. still, it's easy to want to strangle them sometimes.

next, there's you! because you're the reader, i won't name any specifics, but you're greatly cherished. you mark your place in the crew through various ways, having a unique relationship with each and every member. when he's in need of a breather outside of his typical nest (AKA marco), jean hits your line. if you're needing any kind of assistance with literally anything ever, marco's there to help. craving some chaos? bitch, connie & sasha have GOT YOU.

the main hangout spot is jean's house, 100%. not only has his mom practically adopted the whole squad, but there's only two people living there, so it isn't crowded. connie banned literally all four of you from his place, lmao. there was too many people there, and his family lives to humiliate him.

the group has this one policy, set down by yourself and jean: four piece maximum. this is directed solely towards sasha, of course, considering her tendency to raid her friends' fridges entirely of any food. if she's ever caught rummaging through a fridge for longer than necessary, it's the home owner's duty to shout, "four piece minimum!"

^ it never fails to startle her 😭. one time, she hit her head so hard on the fridge ceiling at jean's house she had to use a bag of frozen peas to soothe the swelling.

then, she proceeded to eat the thawed out peas. jean gagged.

the inside jokes? endless. all it takes is one word from a single event, and the five of you are losing your shit. it's cute, to be honest, how overzealous you all get from a single instance from months ago.

"ha. heh. hee."

"what is it?"

"ngGhh,, chEDDAR TIDDIES-"

"AHHHHHAGAGSHHDJF-"

if there are any inside jokes formed between two group members that isn't shared with the rest of them, there will be immediate bitterness. one time, you and sasha were giggling to yourselves over some druggie named jerry who'd tried selling baskets of rotten cherries to the two of you during a gas station haul— the boys were not having it. what the fuck were you doing without them, "friends"?

right before starting your guys' senior year of highschool, the five of you were on a group facetime when you all sent your schedules into group chat. due to the scarceness of your soon-to-be-majors, absolutely none of you had any classes together. you had a single lunch period with connie while marco had one with jean, but that was about it. it was,, a dramatic discovery. sasha fucking screamed.

"i have nothing with nobody!"

"calm down, sash-"

"you have lunch with y/n! LUNCH! that's my place, lunch. this is despicable, this is evil, this is a braus hate crime-"

yeah, she didn't take it that well. it's okay, doe. the four of you made a special effort during your passing periods, giving sasha enough of a fix for her to make it through each and every day.

it isn't like the five of you don't hang out outside of the classroom, either!! if you hadn't already made plans during that week, the weekend is where you absolutely thrive as a group. study sessions that always shift into exclusive house parties, lunches spent at your favorite places, the occasional visit to the movie theater, and so on. with a mini crowd like that, it's hard for any of you to get bored.

jean's hopeless crush on mikasa is a big factor in your friendship. when everyone minus marco (because he's an angel) isn't mercilessly teasing him, you're all trying to actually help the fucker score the girl. from talking him up obnoxiously enough whereas she'll hear, or flat out telling her to give him a chance, it's an actual effort. though, it's unfortunately all to no avail. shawty's too smitten with eren to even consider her options.

^ with that being said, the four of you have to give jean the "there are other fish in the sea" scoop more often than you'd like to admit.

group cuddles. that's that.

because he's the tallest and therfore the longest (probably, depending on your height), everybody has a chosen body part of jean's to latch onto during naps. connie has one leg while you have the other, and sasha keeps her head rested on his shoulder. marco's at the very bottom, entangling his legs in your own. somehow, this is heaven for jean. he'll never admit to it, though. as far as any of you are concerned, he HATES IT.

ranking from #1 as the best and #5 as the worst, these are the rated group therapists: ⇩︎

#1: marco. self explanatory, he's an amazing listener and provides supremely good advice. that, and he'd literally rather die than let any of his friends internalize anything they're dying to let loose.

#2: you. really, you're just a lot better than jean or connie. sasha's okay at it, but she's not the best at rationalizing, leaving you at second best. basically, when marco isn't available, you're where the freak shows go. marco goes to you about things, too.

#3: sasha. again, she's just a loT better than the final two. sasha's a sweetheart! she's empathetic, and nonjudgmental. we love her in this house.

#4: connie. also somewhat of a sweetheart, although not as much as sasha. he'll drop a shit ton of humor into serious conversations, making them just a tad bit more tolerable.

#5: jean. look, he's a great friend! however, he isn't all that empathetic, and he'll have some trouble understanding. still, he would try his hardest to make you or the other three feel better :,)).

in a modern universe, i know damn well connie's a half-assed stoner 30% of the time. he doesn't light up all that often, and he doesn't tell anybody about it, even you guys. mainly because marco will grill him for it DJFK. however, you stumbled upon his mini marijuana stash and he was like ahh, shit. you didn't really care doe, his secret is safe with you. you, however, now have DIRT on him.

matching bracelets that you all made for eachother yEars ago but never wear 🥺🥺.

many, many, many poly relationship jokes. only jokes, though. some people take it too literally, which y'all just laugh at.

there's a miniature rivalry going on between you and another nearby friend group: reiner, bertholdt, annie, ymir, and christa. of course, all of you are friends, it's all fun in games— most of the time, anyway. it's a funny rivalry, and you guys go at it quite a bit.

one of your guys' most intense debates is whether or not marco has freckles on his dick.

he,, refuses to show any of you, or even anSweR you.

"you act like we can't just check whenever we use the urinals, man."

"CONNIE-"

now, marco refuses to go to the bathroom at the same time as any of the boys <\33.

the group band? black eyed peas.