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all the stars are closer by @kashimos-hajime

mark watney wasn’t the only one left behind on mars, and as you struggle to survive on the desert planet, hidden feelings come to light between you and your best friend, dr. chris beck.

you’re better when you’re quiet by @extremelyblackandwhite

enemies to lovers

Drabble by @/extremelyblackandwhite

stealing chris beck’s sweaters and being in quarantine together.

A Helping Hand by @sableseb

“Are you in? Living in sin is the new thing.”

Boys in Bed with Books 5 by @jobean12-blog

You distract Chris while he’s reading in bed. 

Midnight Kiss by @navybrat817

Chris made a promise to kiss you at midnight and he intends to keep it.

Celebrate by @/navybrat817

Beck celebrates some happy news with you.

home with his starshine by @starbuckie

for the first time in twenty years yn is not spending christmas with her best friend and boyfriend. what’s a girl to do without him?

blame game by @/starbuckie

good god, chris beck pisses you off, with his ass-kissing good grades and dorky fucking glasses, but you’ve never had a better time in the sheets than when you were riding the soul out of him (and he could say the same).

dorothea by @/starbuckie

in which y/n reassures chris he can always come back home to her.

i’s wait a million years by @/starbuckie

chris tries to break up with his girlfriend when his mission requires him to be gone for a few years, but she assures him that she’ll wait for a million years until he comes home to her.

caught up in you by @intrepidacious

When Chris takes you on a nightly drive, he still has a few surprises in store for you.

right now by @traitorjoelite

chris's need for attention leads to a shocking discovery .

Imagine by @angrythingstarlight

Your boyfriend shows you all the benefits of the training facilities. Starting with the antigravity room. 

Seeing Stars by @ladyfallonavenger

Sex Pollen

leave out all the rest by @avintagekiss24

"babe, I’m never gonna finish this work if you keep doing that" + "I know for a fact that you can be a hell of a lot louder than that"

stardust, moonshine by @starduststevie

chris makes your birthday better than it could ever be. you are the stardust to his moonshine, after all

Let’s Shake On It by @bucks-bunny

You were more than satisfied with your academic career, but there was one aspect of it you absolutely couldn't stand: Chris Beck.

hush by @baezen

in which the good guy gets the girl.

Burn by @matchamunson

“she’s always burned so brightly”

Stardust and Starfish by @i-am-a-closet-fanfic-fiend

“Hey we kissed once in kindergarten but I haven’t seen you since and I couldn’t remember why you were so familiar.”

Stardust by @after-avenging-hours

After a mix up with NASA’s resupply, you find out that you’re going to run out of your suppressant medication. The commander tries to come up with a plan to deal with your approaching heat, but how easily will she be able to control the only unmated Alpha on board?

Dancing On My Own by @wlntrsldler

Chris Beck comes back from the mission and breaks the news that he is in love with Beth to Y/N.

Start Tonight by @peppermintsparker

loving chris beck would always be your greatest adventure.

Problems Of A Spaceman by @pepsicup

Chris attempts to gain some confidence back after his fiancée leaves him, though, the journey is different than he thought it would be...

Maybe by @theimpossibleg1rl

"how do you plan a space party?" "You planet"

Gravity by @theimpossibleg1rl

Loving Chris Beck wasn’t easy.

Simp by @toastedkiwi

Mark Watney wasn’t the only one who go stuck on Mars. You were too. But you both are back with the crew.

Catching as you faint by @sebbystanimagines

i fainted during the dissection and you’re the one who caught me AU

meeting on earth by @/sebbystanimagines

Galaxy by @flowerpot101

you get seriously hurt during an incident on the shuttle and Chris saves you.

Too Much Space by @fatbottombucky

don’t worry, no one’s watching by @wintersoldier1989

“I know it’s just a stuffed animal but doesn’t it feel weird?”

The Auction by @georgiapeach30513

Your high school sweetheart Chris Beck is back in town.  Just in time for the town auction.

Peaceful Storm by @melomaniac3407

You and Chris staying inside during a thunderstorm.

Quitting Time by @navybrat817

After the work day you had, Chris wants to make you feel good... and quit your job.

SERIES

star crossed by @captainscanadian

A series of one-shots not necessarily in chronological order but still tell the story of these Star Crossed lovers.

Hermaion by @sebbystanimagines

a lucky find.

I Promise by @moonbeambucky

Before heading to Mars Chris Beck reconnects with his best friend, unaware of the outcome of their night together. With the burden of his mission will Chris make a promise he can’t keep?

[ohmoonbeam]

I’m feeling so emo, my heart broke so many times reading this but so well written!

𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭

challenge: jade’s birthday challenge by @spaceodditybarnes

prompt: till forever falls apart - ashe and FINNEAS

pairing: chris beck x reader

words: 4.1k words

warnings: SMUT 18+ (unprotected sex, oral f-receiving), breakup sex, angst, more angst, toxic relationship

summary: chris and y/n let themselves fall into each other for one more night before the security of their romance breaks for good.

a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JADE!! i can’t believe that you’re TWENTY FREAKING TWO already. i haven’t known you for more than a year still, but in this short amount of time we’ve been friends i’ve come to learn all about you and the amazing person you are. i love you so incredibly much, and i’m sorry about the angst in advance <3

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[holylulusworld]

Jerk next door (7) - Plans to make

 

Summary: You move in next door to a jerk after a bad breakup.

Pairing: Andy Barber x fem!Reader

Characters: Destroyer!Chris, Captain Syverson

Warnings: angst, mentions of past domestic violence (implied), mentions of divorce, mentions of past physical abuse, scared reader, mentions of past alcohol abuse, rueful Andy, mentions of murder

Jerk next door (6) - Two new players 

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Syverson rolls his eyes. For the better part of five hours, Andy tries to devise a better plan than killing your ex. “I can make it look like an accident. Trust me.”

“Sy, even if you make it look like an accident, it’s still murder. We are better than this rotten bastard. I don’t think Y/N wants to live with the knowledge that she’s the reason for Beck’s death.”

“What if he’s getting into an accident? We could manipulate his car; this way, Y/N won’t feel guilty,” Chris throws in. He grunts as Andy shakes his head again. “It’s a good plan.”

“Again—it’s still murder, Chris. No killing him,” Andy points at Chris. “I know you’d love to take this man down, but we can’t run around and kill people.”

Chris shows his palms and says, “Fine, fine. No killing. What else can we do? You must admit that we can’t protect Y/N for the rest of her life. She wants her home and life back.”

Sy rubs his scruffy chin. He wrinkles his forehead while trying to come up with a better plan. When Andy called, Sy had already decided to take Quentin down. “What if—” he takes his time before he says. “He commits a crime and gets caught with his hand in the cookie jar.”

“Now, that’s what I’m talking about,” Chris chuckles and slams his hand onto his thigh. “I knew you’d come up with a fucked-up plan. So, how do we do it?”

“It’s a rough draft,” Sy grumbles. “It’s the only way to make sure he cannot harm Y/N and won’t come back. If he’s locked away, there’s no way out.”

Andy frowns. He doesn’t share Chris and Sy’s enthusiasm. The skilled lawyer knows better than to keep his hopes high when it comes to justice. Sometimes you can give it all, and you will still lose. “If he gets sentenced. You know better than to have faith in our judicial machinery.”

Sy scoffs. “You’re an attorney lawyer and don’t believe in the system you defend every fucking day?”

“YES!” Andy barks and throws his hands up. “I see the worst scum walk out of the courtroom every day. I don’t have faith in the system most of the time. It disappointed me over and over again in the last few years. Even if he gets arrested after we faked a crime, there’s no guarantee he won’t get out.”

“Andy is not wrong,” Sy nods thoughtfully. “So, back to killing him?” He smirks at Andy. “Come on, you know that there is no other way. If you want Y/N to be safe, you must get your hands dirty.”

Andy grits his teeth and says, “No murder. Do you think they won’t look for Y/N? You know what the cops think, Chris. The partner, or ex-partner, is always suspect number one.”

“He’s not wrong, Sy,” Chris hates to admit that Andy is right. “We can’t kill him, and there’s no guarantee he won’t leave the courtroom as a free man.”

“What if I just give up?” You step inside the room. All three men look at you, following your every step as you sit down on the couch in Andy’s living room. “There’s no way out. Nowhere to run to. He wins.”

Andy winces because you look tired and worn out. It’s his fault. He blamed you for something you didn’t do, and there is no denying, he ruined your life. “No.” He simply says. “We won’t let him win. I lose against monsters like him in the courtroom. I won’t lose against that bastard.”

Burying your face in your hands, you sniffle. You don’t want Andy to watch you cry. He’s still the neighbor making your life a living hell. “Why do you even care? This is what you wanted! From the first moment you saw me, you wanted me to leave! I’ll be gone soon. Good job!”

“Christ, can you stop being so—” Andy sighs when you flinch at his harsh tone. “I know that I was the worst. Please believe me that I regret what I did. Let me at least try to make things up to you. Quentin Beck won’t hurt you ever again.”

“Alright,” Sy claps his hands. “It’s getting late. We won’t come up with a good plan tonight. I’ll take over the first shift and keep an eye on your house, Andy. Chris, you can take over in three hours.”

“Got it,” Chris says and gets up from his seat. “I’ll check on Y/N’s house and make my round. Sy, be careful. We shouldn’t underestimate that slimy piece of shit.”

“Got it.” Sy tips his hat before walking out of the living room. “I’ll be in my hideout, Andy. You know the signal.”

“Got it.” Andy nods. You stare at Andy. Everyone seems to get their plan. Everyone but you. There’s not a chance that Quentin will leave you alone. You lost hope the moment you heard he was in town. “Y/N, you should get some sleep. Sy, Chris, and I will make sure that he won’t even get close to you.”

You’re too tired and emotionally drained to argue. Maybe it’s better to not see your end coming.

The floor creaks heavily under the intruder’s weight. He didn’t expect Andy’s house to be an obstacle. It was easy enough to get access to the neighborhood and to find out that his lovely ex-wife’s house is right next to Andy’s.

“Darling,” he whispers lowly. “If you let that bastard touch you, you’re going to regret it.” He hums and slowly creeps upstairs. He waited long enough for the other man to leave.

“What are you doing at my house?” Andy stands only a few feet away, watching Quentin’s face contort in anger. “You know, breaking and entering is a crime. And I have the right to defend my home and my girlfriend.”

“Girlfriend?” Quentin growls. He gets his gun out, aiming at Andy’s chest. “You’ll pay for hiding that bitch from me!”

Andy dodges the first bullet by dropping to the ground. He rolls behind the couch and waits for his chance.

“Do you think you can dodge the next bullet, too?” Quentin laughs and shoots in Andy’s direction. He hits the wall, but nothing else. Picture frames drop to the ground and shatter. “Huh? Get out, coward!”

“You should’ve counted your bullets.” Andy gets up from behind the couch. He smirks before firing three bullets into Quentin’s chest. “What a pity, you broke into my house and tried to kill me and your ex-wife. What else could I do but give you what you deserve?”

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[sh4wty18]

Hello I LOVE YOUR WORK AND EVERYTHING<33333

I was wondering if you could do like hockey player! Chris sturniolo x figure skater!reader i don't care what about just PLZZ

girl of your dreams - chapter one.

one. | two.

pairing: hockeyplayer!chris x figureskater!reader

summary: you find out you're going to have to share your rink with chris's hockey team during your final college figure skating season.

cw: rivals to lovers, angst, first person POV, language

word count: 1.4k + edited

tags: @kokes73 @joeshiestyslover @chrissbluehat @h3arts4harry (if you want to be tagged, comment!)

dividers from @plutism

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Y/n’s POV

“So, as you all know, you’ve been called here for an emergency team meeting. You’re probably not expecting to see the other team here too,” Coach Beck chuckles, but her smile doesn’t meet her eyes. 

The entire University Figure Skating team is gathered in our rink for a supposed “emergency meeting”. I knew something was up as soon as I sat down on the bleachers and saw the University Ice Hockey team already waiting for us. Coach Beck is our figure skating coach, and she’s great. Beck is kind, smart, funny, and strict, but she makes practices fun. She’s so encouraging during our competitions against other universities, that even if we don’t win, she’s still proud of us. Not to make it seem like I don’t win. Of course, I win every competition I’m in. Figure skating is my passion, it always has been. I wanted to go pro after I graduate, but I doubt that will happen. That’s why I work my ass off to get straight As and put hundreds of hospital volunteer hours in each semester– I’m pre-med. If I can’t become a famous skater, I might as well get a job in a field I’m good at. 

Next to Coach Beck stands Coach Carter. He is the University Ice Hockey team’s coach. From what I’ve seen, he’s way more serious and scary than Beck. In the few times the men have had to use our rink for practice, he’s always screaming. He crosses his arms and glares down his nose at each and every one of us.

“Well, Coach Carter and I wanted to let both teams know that the Men’s Ice Hockey rink is being rented out to the local community this semester for K-12 hockey lessons and practices. That being said…”

“You’re going to be sharing the rink this season,” Coach Carter finishes.

A few of my teammates gasp, and I hear some of the men on the ice hockey side of the bleachers groan. I raise my hand patiently, waiting for Beck to see me.

“Yes, Y/n,” she points at me.

“Yes, hi. Um, so how will we be doing this? Because I know I’m not the only person thinking it, but the men need the entire rink to practice scoring and stuff, right? So where will we be?”

“Always worrying about yourself, huh, Y/n/LN?” I snap my head around and shoot Chris a deadly glare, which only makes him laugh under his breath. 

Chris Sturniolo. He’s been my biggest rival since we were freshmen, and both brand new to college level athletics. Now he’s the king of the hockey team and the president of the Alpha Delta Phi chapter at our university. Everyone on campus knows him, either for being the guy who led the hockey team to victory in the U.S. Collegiate Championship three years in a row, or the guy who throws the best parties out of all the frats and sororities at our school combined. Everyone loves him, but not me. I know him as the guy who’s had it out for me since day one. He’s pre-med too. I don’t know how, to be quite honest. He’s a chronic lecture-skipper, and has shown up to Saturday practices hungover so many times it’s hard to keep track. Not that I’m keeping tabs on him, he makes it known. He’s always bragging about how great his parties are and how wasted he got. He’s been trying to get me to come to one of his parties since sophomore year, when I let it slip that I’d never been drunk. We’ve had so many classes together since freshman year, and we’re always on opposite ends of class debates. Sometimes I think he does it on purpose, just to piss me off. Despite all his bad behavior outside the classroom, he still manages to maintain a decent GPA, he has to. It’s a requirement to be involved in athletics. All athletes must maintain a GPA of 3.5 or higher to participate in their sport. That’s another reason he makes me angry, he barely tries, and still manages to get good grades, and the professors like him. He’s so charming and smooth-talking he can win over even the strictest of professors. It’s infuriating. 

But the most infuriating thing about him is how attractive he is. He has shaggy brown hair and blue eyes. His limbs are long and slender, yet toned. But not too buff. And he’s tall, well, taller than me. He has good style and he’s confident, which makes him even hotter. It’s so hard to hate him when he constantly looks like that. I mean, I guess I don’t hate him. He’s just my rival, and I don’t like that– having a rival, I mean. I like to be the best all the time. In academics, in my sport, even in my hobbies (thankfully, I don’t think Chris has an interest in crocheting, so we won’t be rivals in that field any time soon). Chris likes to be the best too, and that’s why we don’t get along.

Now, our senior season is just about to start. Chris and I are both captains of our respective sports teams, we’re both captains in the Model UN (often leading to some very heated debates that leave the other club members silent), and we’re in the same senior seminar for our Biology major. On top of all that, we’re now expected to share a rink? I call bullshit.

Coach Carter speaks up before Coach Beck can respond to my question, “We’re just going to divide the rink in half and practice in a smaller space. We’re trying to be as fair as possible here. We’re also going to get the full rink on Saturday mornings, and the figure skating team will no longer have Saturday practice.” 

“What?!” I shout, “How is that fair?! Coach Beck, we need Saturday!” This earns another smartass laugh from Chris and I scowl at him again.

“Clearly she agreed to it, Y/n. I’m sure you can book extra individual hours after we’re done practicing. We all know you love to work overtime,” Chris says with an eye roll, and a few of his teammates snicker. 

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I ask, and Chris just shrugs in my direction with a grin. God, he is insufferable.

“Okayyy,” Coach Beck says in an attempt to diffuse the obvious tension between me and Chris, “Y/n, unfortunately, this is just the way it has to be.”

“But it’s not fair. This is a lot of our senior seasons. I’m sure all of us seniors want this season to be our best.” 

“We can miss out on Saturday practice this year, and share the rink, and still have the best season of your four years,” Coach Beck says. She’s trying to be encouraging, but I can tell she’s a little pissed off too.

“Life isn’t fair sweetheart,” Coach Carter adds. I blush in embarrassment and lower my gaze. 

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Later that night, after our first shared practice, I’m collecting my things to make the trek back to my apartment when I see Chris approaching next to me. 

He taps me on the shoulder and I turn to face him. “Hey,” he says.

“Hi?”

“I just came to see how you were feeling. You know, now that we’re gonna see each other multiple times a day, almost every day. Class, Model UN, and now sharing the rink with me? You must be thrilled!” He quips, and I just want to wipe that smug grin off his face.

“Yup. I’m ecstatic!” I say, rolling my eyes. “Just more time to show everyone how easily I can wipe the floor with you.” 

“Wipe the floor with me?” he asks, “How will you be able to do that here? We’re on different teams. Maybe seeing me in action will finally show you that I’m just as talented as you are.”

I stay quiet, not really knowing how to respond. He’s right, but there’s no way in hell I’m about to admit it to him. It doesn’t matter that I don’t say anything though, because he sees right through me. He always has.

“Aw, Y/n,” he smiles, “Life isn’t fair, remember?” He slowly backs up, giving me a two-finger salute before walking away. When I turn back around, I’m alone in the rink.

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chapter one in the books. i lowkey love it ngl. i can't wait to write more. let me know what you think!

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Welcome to my Christmas master list! My Christmas master list will contain Fluff and maybe Angst. NO SMUT IS GOING TO BE IN THIS!! I’m extending my Christmas master list till the end of this month for more Christmas fun! I hope y’all enjoy what I post for the month of December!❤️💚

Also, I apologize for posting this a day late.

Week of December 1st-7th: Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier🩷

Week of December 8th-14th: Steve Rogers/Captain America🩷 Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier🩷

Week of December 15th-21st: TJ Hammond🩷 Frank (Endings Beginnings)🩷 Chris Beck🩷

Week of December 22nd-28th: Lee Bodecker🩷

Week of December 29th-31st: COMING SOON!!

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Midnight Kiss

Pairing: Chris Beck x Female Reader Summary: Chris made a promise to kiss you at midnight and he intends to keep it. Word Count: Almost 1.4k Warnings: Fluff, light angst, established relationship, Chris Beck (he’s a warning, okay?). A/N: Last fic for the year and @ysmmsy. suggested something for our sweet space husband! ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Banner and moodboard by yours truly. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

You gazed up at the stars and ignored the chill in the air as you wondered why you bothered going to the small party tonight. You knew why, of course. Your friends didn't want you to miss out on a good time and you didn't want to disappoint them by bailing. It didn't help though that everyone inside had paired off, leaving you as the odd one out. Watching everyone kiss at midnight wasn't exactly your idea of fun.

Which was how you found yourself standing outside in the cold, staring up at the sky as if it could make your boyfriend show up.

When you wish upon a star.

You started dating Chris Beck less than a year ago and he was, without a doubt, the best boyfriend you ever had. A brilliant man with a soft heart, and the sweatshirts to match, he provided you with love and many happy memories in such a short time. Reality, however, seeped through the honeymoon phase and reminded you that both of you had obligations. He had an impressive career as an astronaut and a surgeon long before you came into the picture.

You’d always be proud of him.

Chris didn't believe you when you told him you never had a New Year's kiss. You laughed and told him your date the year before passed out by the toilet long before the countdown began. The years before that didn't fare any better. It didn't seem like a big deal.

Until this year.

"I'll be your first midnight kiss."

He had every intention of going with you tonight and swore he'd give you the best kiss at midnight. He even had a button down shirt picked out to match your strapless blue dress until he got called in. Giving you a sorry look, he swore he'd make it up to you, even when you said he didn't have to. Though he currently wasn't in orbit, he still had an important job to do on the ground. You wouldn't dare hold that against him.

It didn't mean you weren't a little sad.

"You promised me a kiss," you whispered into the night, snuggling deeper into the warm sweatshirt you took from his closet earlier. He’d be upset if you went out into the cold without anything covering your arms. "But that's okay."

You didn't move or turn around when the door opened behind you, the sound of laughter and chatter briefly filling the air before the door shut. You kept quiet, not wanting to be a downer or to be asked why you were out there by yourself. The familiar presence at your back brought comfort, even though you weren't seeking it out. Before you knew it, a smile touched your lips when the gentle scent of cedar and citrus filled your nostrils.

The same cologne Chris opened just a few days before when you exchanged gifts.

"What's a nice girl like you doing out here all alone on New Year's Eve?" he asked, gently gripping your elbow to turn you around.

He's here. He showed up. He kept his promise.

The twinkling lights around the door provided enough light to see the blue of his eyes as you faced him. Tears sprang to your own unexpectedly when he brushed his warm fingers along your cheek. He used his hands to heal others and now his touch closed the wound of loneliness that had opened inside you.

"My boyfriend is working tonight," you told him, your voice thick as you played along and blinked away some of the moisture in your eyes. "You wouldn't happen to know him, would you?"

His thumb moved up to catch a stray tear, his smile apologetic and gentle. "I may have seen him around before. Over six feet tall with blue eyes and short, dark brown hair? It looks about as soft as the sweatshirt you're wearing. I'm guessing it's his."

"It is," you smiled, reaching up to run your fingers through his hair. He was right about it being soft. "I think it goes well with my dress."

He hummed in appreciation as he took a step back to admire you, taking a bit of the warmth with him. "It does," he said before he wrapped an arm around your lower back to pull you close again. "It looks really good on you."

You could have picked a paper bag to wear tonight and Chris would have found a way to compliment you in it. The first time you woke up beside him, no makeup on and still half asleep, he whispered how beautiful you were to him. Just like he did when he made love to you.

"My boyfriend thinks it looks good on me, too," you teased.

"Oh, yeah. I almost forgot about your boyfriend," he said as he raised an eyebrow. "Handsome guy, isn't he? Nice smile? Some may even call him a sexy nerd."

Oh, my humble man.

"All of those things. Very handsome, nice smile, a sexy nerd. He's so smart. One of the most brilliant men I know," you smiled, taking pride in bringing a slight pink hue to his cheeks at the compliment. "Did you know he graduated from Yale? And he worked for NASA. Flight surgeon. Completed five spacewalks."

"Did he give you his resume on your first date?" he joked, bringing his other arm around your waist.

You giggled when you brought your hands up to his shoulders, starting to sway even though there was no music. "No, he was a perfect gentleman. He waited until our second date."

The laugh Chris let out spread warmth through your chest all the way down to your toes. "Sounds like a real winner, even if he did have to work tonight."

Your smile slipped as he cupped your cheek again, refusing to let you look down or away. "Work is important and this is just a party, so he's still a winner."

He shook his head when you nuzzled your cheek against his palm. "It isn't just a party. I heard through the grapevine that he owes you a kiss at midnight. He intends to keep that promise."

It meant everything to you that he showed up, but you couldn't help the guilt you felt. Did he rush through work to get to you? Beg someone to cover for him? No matter what he did, it showed just how special you were to him.

You're just as special to me.

"I appreciate that," you said, watching the lights shine in his eyes again. "I appreciate him so much."

"Ten!" your friends shouted inside, their voices loud enough to be heard through the glass.

"He appreciates you. His beautiful, special star," Chris smiled as your cheeks got hot. "And he couldn't imagine any other way to bring in the new year."

"Nine!"

You couldn't imagine it any other way either.

"Eight!"

Chris brought his other hand up, holding your face with such infinite tenderness as you stopped swaying.

"Seven!"

"I'm glad you made it, Chris," you smiled.

"Six!"

"I'm glad I did, too," he smiled back.

"Five!"

"Thank you," you said, leaning in closer.

"Four!"

The tip of his nose brushed against yours, both of you anticipating what was to come.

"Three!"

"I love you," he whispered between your lips.

"Two!"

Your heart raced as you closed your eyes. "I love you, too, Chris."

"One!"

You weren't sure if fireworks went off in the distance or if you heard them in your mind, but your mouths met in a kiss that left you breathless. A shudder wracked your body as his hands moved from your face down to your hips. You willed yourself to stay upright when he licked into your mouth, moving his tongue against your with expert precision. He kissed you like he had all the time in the world to do so.

A perfect kiss with a perfect man.

"Can I confess something?" he asked.

You were happy that he sounded as affected as you felt. "Yeah."

He brought his mouth close again, whispering the words just for the two of you to hear. "That was my first midnight kiss, too."

You smiled as you pressed another kiss to his lips, thanking the stars above for gifting you with his wonderful man.

"Happy New Year, Chris."

It was going to be the best year yet.

I can't wait to share more next year with you lovelies. 💙 Love and thanks for reading! 💙

Masterlist ⚓ Misc. Sebastian Stan Characters ⚓ Ko-Fi

[blankspacefanfics]

Okay to ask for: age regression, adhd, autism, ocd, anxiety, depression, self harm, smut, fluff, angst, poly relationships, canonxcanon, canonxreader

Do not ask: dubcon, rape, animal abuse and other forms of abuse

TV SHOWS

BONES - Temperance Brennan, Seeley Booth, Zack Addy, Jack Hodgins, Camille Saroyan, James Aurbey, Lance Sweets, Wendell Bray, Finn Abernathy

CRIMINAL MINDS - Aaron Hotchner, Spencer Reid, Derek Morgan, Jennifer Jareau, David Rossi, Jason Gideon, Emily Prentiss, Penelope Garcia, Elle Greenaway

NCIS - Anthony DiNozzo, Ziva David, Abigail Sciuto, Donald Mallard, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, James Palmer, Timothy McGee, Jennifer Shepard, Tobias Fornell, Mike Franks

SUPERNATURAL - Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, John Winchester, Crowley, Castiel, Bobby Singer

TEEN WOLF - Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Peter Hale, Malia Tate, Allison Argent, Lydia Martin, Theo Raeken, Liam Dunbar, Jackson Whittmore, Kira Yukimura, Isaac Lahey, Melissa McCall, Noah Stilinski, Chris Argent, Jordan Parrish. Bobby Finstock, Alan Deaton, Erica Reyes

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY - Five, Diego Hargreeves, Allison Hargreeves, Klaus Hargreeves, Luther Hargreeves, Ben Hargreeves, Viktor Hargreeves

Z NATION - Addison Carver, Steven Beck ‘Doc’, Thomas ‘10k, Roberta Warren, Alvin Murphy, Cassandra, Kaya, Simon Cruller

MOVIES

FAST AND FURIOUS - Han Lue, Dominic Toretto, Leticia Ortiz, Deckard Shaw, Roman Pearce, Tej Parker, Giselle Yashar, Suki, Hattie Shaw, Dante Reyes, Mia Toretto, Jakob Toretto, Lucas Hobbs, Megan Ramsey

HARRY POTTER - Harry Potter, Ronald Weasely, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Sirius Black, James Potter, Severus Snape, Remus Lupin, Rubeus Hagrid, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, Ginerva Weasley, Bellatrix Lestrange, Molly Weasley, Cedric Diggory, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Seamus Finnigan, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy, Lily Evans, Tom Riddle

MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE - Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Yelena Belova, Steve Rogers, James Barnes, Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Loki Laufeyson, Thor Odinson, Bruce Banner, Peter Parker, Clint Barton, Steven Strange, Carol Danvers, Vision, Gamora, Sam Wilson, Jessica Jones

ANIMATION

TOKYO GHOUL - Kaneki Ken, Rize Kamishiro, Koutarou Amon, Juuzou Suzuya, Nishio Nishiki, Hideyoshi Nagachika, Seidou Takizawa, Touka Kirishima, Ayato Kirishima, Yoshimura, Haise Sasaki

[t-horn-n]

iii. the martian masterlist

— masterlist navigation.

— chris beck

oneshot : crash landing : mild-angst, happy ending

relationships between crew members weren’t recommended, but a little flirting never hurt anyone. 

— masterlist navigation.

[bluebirdsboi]

MCU Masterlist | Last Updated: 7/24/23

Key

Fluff = 🥰 | Angst = 😢 | Smut = 🥵 | Hurt Comfort = 🩹 Platonic = 🤝 Headcanons = 📝 | ABC Headcanons = 👩‍🏫 | Oneshot = 📘 | Series = 📚 AU = 🌎 | Songfic = 🎵 Male Reader = 💙 | Gender Neutral Reader = 💜 | Female x Female = 💖 Story on hold = ✋| Character on hold = 🔒 

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Augustus “Pug” Pugliese (Josh Segarra)

Coming soon... 

Bucky Barnes (Sebastian Stan)

Coming soon...

Clint Barton (Jeremy Renner)

The New Guy 🥰(🥵) | 📘 | 💙

Dane Whitman (Kit Harington)

Coming soon...

Daniel Sousa (Enver Gjokaj)

Coming soon...

Druig (Barry Keoghan)

Coming soon...

Everett Ross (Martin Freeman

Coming soon...

Frank Castel (Jon Bernthal) 

Coming soon...

Helmut Zemo (Daniel Brühl)

Coming soon..

Howard Stark (Dominic Cooper)

Coming soon...

Ikaris (Richard Madden)

Coming soon...

Jack Russell (Gael García Bernal)

Coming soon...

Joaquín Torres (Danny Ramirez)

Coming soon...

Kingo (Kumail Nanjiani)

Coming soon...

Leo Fitz (Iain De Caestecker)

Coming soon...

Marc Spector (Oscar Isaac)

He Won’t Have You 🥵🩹 | 📘 | 💙

Solace 🩹 | 📘 | 💙

Matt Murdock (Charlie Cox) 

Coming soon...

Namor (Tenoch Huerta)

Coming soon...

N’Jadaka (Killmonger) (Michael B. Jordan)

Coming soon...

Peter Parker (Tobey Maguire | Andrew Garfield | Tom Holland)

Coming soon...

Peter Quill (Chris Pratt)

Coming soon...

Pietro Maximoff (Aaron Taylor-Johnson)

Coming soon...

Quentin Beck (Jake Gyllenhaal)

Coming soon...

Sam Wilson (Anthony Mackie)

Coming soon...

Scott Lang (Paul Rudd)

Coming soon...

Stephen Strange (Benedict Cumberbatch)

Coming soon...

Steve Rogers (Chris Evans)

Coming soon...

Steven Grant (Oscar Isaac)

Coming soon...

T’Challa (Chadwick Boseman)

Coming soon...

Thor Odinson (Chris Hemsworth)

Coming soon...

Tony Stark (Robert Downey Jr.)

Coming soon...

Xu Shang-Chi (Simu Liu)

Coming soon...

[petitemistletoe]

Marvel Masterlist

✰ indicates smut ☽ indicates angst ☀ indicates fluff

Bucky Barnes The Wedding ☽ Ships that Pass in the Night ✰☽ The Suit ✰ (Extra) Marital Affairs, Part Two, Part Three ✰☽ Meet the Mentor ☽ Cup of Pálinka ✰☽ The Games We Play, Part Two ☽ Inadequate ✰☽ To Be So Lonely ✰☽ The Spaces Between Us - Chris Beck ✰ A Parisian Dream - Sebastian Stan ✰ Snakes in the Jungle, Part Two, Part Three ☽☀ Daddy Issues - Sebastian Stan ✰☽ Networking ✰ James, Part Two, Part Three ✰☽ Steve Rogers The Talk ☀☽ The Wedding ☽ Young and Beautiful ✰☀☽ (Extra) Marital Affairs, Part Two, Part Three ✰☽ Yankee Baby ☀☽ The Happiest Place on Earth ✰☀☽ Brat Tamer ✰ Tested ☀☽ Instrument of War ✰☽ Sick Day ✰ Promise - Ransom Drysdale ✰ Peter Parker Tested ☀☽

Networking ✰

Loki Ships that Pass in the Night ✰☽

Natasha Romanoff Inadequate ✰☽ Steven Strange Aren't You Too Young for This? ✰☽

X-Men Meet the Mentor ☽

[the-writing-pigeon]

Here is everything that I write for. When requests open, please remember that I have the right to decline a request if I feel uncomfortable.

Bucky Barnes (All Buckies included!)

Baron Helmut Zemo (All Zemos included!)

Peter Parker (College era)

Loki

Steve Rogers 

Tony Stark

Wanda Maximoff 

Natasha Romanoff 

Carol Danvers

Rocket (platonic)

Groot (platonic)

Sebastian Stan:

Charles Blackwood

Nick Fowler

Steve Kemp

Lee Bodecker

Jefferson (Once Upon A Time)

Chase Collins

Max (Sharper)

"God" (Ghosted)

Micky Henry

Chris Beck

Chris Evans:

Ransom Drysdale

Lloyd Hansen

Other:

Ghost (COD)

König (COD)

Heath Ledger!Joker

Father (or Doctor) Charlie Mayhew (Grotesquire)

A Court of Thorns and Roses

Lucian Vanserra (My favorite character 😍)

Feyre Archeron

Rhysand

Azriel

Cassian

Mor

Amarantha

King Hybern

Tamlin (even though he’s a bitch)

Amren

Eris Vanserra

Female!Reader (All of my f!readers are AFAB)

Age Regression

(Both of above and below are completely separate and I know the difference)

DD/LG & MD/LG

Dark Stories + Dark Characters

Smut

Most kinks (I will specify what I do not write)

Fluff

Angst

Tropes

Non-Con/Dub-Con

Gore

Whump

Pedophillia of any kind

Degradation (unless in a darker fic)

Bimbofication

Bathroom stuff

Beastiality (Hybrids are ok!)

Sexual face slapping

Bathroom stuff (scat, pee drinking, ect.)

Bimboification

Any weird fetishes (Feet, race, sexuality, etc.)

Step-cest

Incest

Top!Reader

Male!Reader (I do sincerely apologize, I just can not get in that headspace)

RPF (Real people fiction)

[vase-of-lilies]

𝙍𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙎𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙚

Wanda Maximoff 

Natasha Romanoff 

Carol Danvers

Peggy Carter

Bucky Barnes (40’s, Winter Soldier, Civil War Bucky, Recovery/Wakanda Bucky, TFATWS series)

Baron Helmut Zemo (Civil war, TFATWS Series)

(18+) Peter Parker

Loki

Steve Rogers 

Tony Stark

Rocket (platonic)

Groot (platonic)

Charles Blackwood

Steve Kemp

Nick Fowler

Lee Bodecker

Chase Collins

Micky Henry

Chris Beck

Ransom Drysdale

Lloyd Hansen

Ghost (COD)

König (COD)

John Price (COD)

(I know nothing about the COD guys, but they’re a mix of big, burley, masked, deep ass voiced, men:))

Female!Reader

DD/LG & MD/LG

Dark

Smut

Fluff

Angst

Tropes

Non-Con/Dub-Con

Most Kinks

Body Worship

Gore

Whump

Pedophilia

Beastiality (besides occasional hybrid AU’s)

Harsh Degradation (slut, whore, cumbucket, etc.)

Sexual face slapping

Whipping

Bathroom stuff (scat, pee drinking, ect.)

Bimboification

Feet

Step-cest

Incest

Top!Reader (So sorry, I just can’t get in that mindset)

Male!Reader (So sorry, I just can’t get in that mindset)

[musingsofad4ydreamer]

MCU Masterlist

Key

Fluff = 🥰 | Angst = 😢 | Smut = 🥵 | Hurt Comfort = 🩹 | Platonic = 🤝 | Familial = 🏠 Headcanons = 📝 | ABC Headcanons = 👩‍🏫 | Oneshot = 📘 | Series = 📚 AU = 🌎 | Songfic = 🎵 Male Reader = 💙 | Gender Neutral Reader = 💜 Story on hold = ✋ | Character on hold = 🔒

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Augustus "Pug" Pugliese (Josh Segarra)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Bucky Barnes (Sebastian Stan)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Clint Barton (Jeremy Renner)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Dane Whitman (Kit Harrington)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Daniel Sousa (Enver Gjokaj)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Deke Shaw (Jeff Ward) | 🔒

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Druig (Barry Keoghan)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Everett Ross (Martin Freeman)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Frank Castel (Jon Bernthal)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Helmut Zemo (Daniel Brühl)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Howard Stark (Dominic Cooper)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Ikaris (Richard Madden)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Jack Russell (Gael García Bernal)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Joaquín Torres (Danny Ramirez)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Kingo (Kumail Nanjiani)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Leo Fitz (Ian De Caestecker)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Lincoln Campbell (Luke Mitchell)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Logan Howlett (Hugh Jackman)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Marc Spector (Oscar Isaac)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Matt Murdock (Charlie Cox)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Namor (Tenoch Huerta)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

N'Jadaka (Michael B. Jordan)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Peter Parker (Tobey Maguire | Andrew Garfield | Tom Holland)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Peter Quill (Chris Pratt)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Pietro Maximoff (Aaron Taylor-Johnson)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Quentin Beck (Jake Gyllenhaal)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Scott Lang (Paul Rudd)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Stephen Strange (Benedict Cumberbatch)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Steve Rogers (Chris Evans)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Steven Grant (Oscar Isaac)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

T'Challa (Chadwick Boseman)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Thor Odinson (Chris Hemsworth)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Tony Stark (Robert Downey Jr.)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

Xu Shang-Chi (Simu Liu)

~ Still stuck in a dream ~

[holylulusworld]

Jerk next door (6) - Two new players

Summary: You move in next door to a jerk after a bad breakup.

Pairing: Andy Barber x fem!Reader

Characters: Destroyer!Chris, Captain Syverson

Warnings: angst, mentions of past domestic violence (implied), mentions of divorce, mentions of past physical abuse, scared reader, mentions of past alcohol abuse, rueful Andy, mentions of murder

A/N: It's been a while, huh.

Jerk next door masterlist 

<< Jerk next door (5)

“No,” you violently shake your head. “I won’t set foot into his house. Let Quentin come and kill me. It’s better than being under the care of this man.” 

“Miss,” Chris sighs. He’s fucking tired of taking care of other people’s problems. “I’m tired, my head hurts like hell and I haven’t slept for a week. Please give me a break.”

“Oh,” considering his words you look at the stranger in your house again. He looks tired and sick. “Wait, have a seat. Do you want some water? I got not much food left, but I can make you a sandwich.”

“I came here for a reason, miss.”

“Y/N,” you offer a weak smile. “I’m sorry for barking at you. It’s his fault, not yours. You only try to help me.”

“It’s fine,” he shrugs and takes the offered seat in your kitchen. “I get that you are mad at Barber. He’s a handful.”

“So, uh-Mr…” you furrow your brow. “Sorry, I don’t know your name.”

“Just Chris,” he takes the glass of water you placed on the table and chugs it down. “I’m sorry too. It was a rough month…or rather year.”

Chris closes his eyes for a moment and sighs deeply.

“Maybe you should stay out of this shitshow. I already packed the most important things. I’ll try to start anew somewhere else.”

“He will follow you everywhere you go, miss,” Chris opens his eyes. His blue eyes hold your gaze as you try to find a way to keep him out of your problems. “Quentin Beck is the kind of bastard not letting go. He doesn’t love you but won’t let you live your life without him.”

“He will kill me,” you whisper. “Quentin told me so when I finally found the strength to file for divorce. I embarrassed him by revealing what he did to me. Though, no one was there to help me. They all turned a blind eye to my injuries and his behavior.”

“No man should put their hands on a woman,” Chris sneers. “I will make sure he’ll never get close to you, Y/N.”

“Quentin won’t give up.”

“Let him come,” Chris gets up from his chair because you’re rubbing your arms and your teeth chatter. “You’re freezing.”

“I-I’m scared, is all,” you reply. 

“No. You’re cold,” he shrugs his jacket off and puts it around your shoulders. “You need to calm down. I know Andy was a jerk, but he’s our only chance to keep you safe.”

“I don’t want to hide at his place,” you sniffle. “He’s as bad as my ex-husband.”

“Andy would never hurt a woman,” Chris softly speaks to you. “Laurie got him good. She broke something inside of him. Jerk or not, he will do anything to keep you safe.”

“Promised?” You look up at Chris.

“Promised.”

“Bedroom, bathroom,” Andy nervously points at the bed in his bedroom. “I’ll take the guestroom. This one is bigger.”

“This is ridiculous,” you huff and cross your arms over your chest. “If only you left me alone. I didn’t do anything wrong to make you hate me.”

“I don’t hate you, sweets,” he sighs and runs one hand down his face. Andy is fucking tired too. “Please let me at least try to make things up to you.”

“You put me in harm's line!” You throw your hands up. “I finally found a peaceful place and you had to ruin it for me. Even if he believes I left town, Beck will come back. If he sinks his teeth in your flesh, you are his next meal.”

Andy smirks. “Let him come. I’m not the tame and friendly lawyer if you fuck with me.” He cocks his head and watches you sit on his bed. Andy clears his throat and softens his voice. “I changed the sheets, and in the bathroom are fresh towels. I brought all your clothes into the walk-in wardrobe. It’s right through that door.”

Andy points at the door next to the bathroom.

“You can put them on the left side. It’s…empty,” he shrugs when you watch him with curiosity. “A habit.” He adds. “My ex-wife used to occupy the left side. I kinda never changed that. It’s empty since I moved in here.”

“I did the opposite,” you admit. “Quentin used the left side, and I put the silliest things on his side.” You grin. “He would so hate it.”

“Hmm…” Andy nods thoughtfully. “We removed any trace you lived at your house. A friend of mine will take your place. I had an emergency meeting with all the neighbors. They know about you, and Beck. Doris and Peter offered to have an eye on the house.”

“You make it sound so easily,” you wipe your wet eyes. “I used my real name, Andy. Sooner than later Quentin will find my employer, and I’m done for. He will come when I least expect it and…”

You look away. 

“He won’t,” Andy suddenly stands in front of the bed. “I don’t give a shit that he’s a cop. I’m an attorney lawyer, Chris is an ex-cop, and—” 

“And I was the leader of a special forces unit,” another man casually walks inside Andy’s bedroom. “Hello, sugar. Andy told me so much about you.”

“Hi,” you choke the word out, unable to think while crowded by the two of them.

The man holds out his hand. “Oh, she’s shy,” he hums and steps closer to look down at you. He looks even bigger than Andy and Chris. His blue eyes are soft, but his large hand promises more than a friendly handshake if you mess with him. “Captain Syverson, or Sy to you.“

„Hi,“ you squeak as he grabs your hand to shake it. His grip is firm, but you know, this is only a fraction of his strength. “I’m Y/N.”

“A pleasure to finally meet you,” he smirks, still holding your hand. “Andy told me so much about you, but forgot to tell me that you are the sweetest dame I ever laid eyes on.”

“Sy, can you just not?” Chris joins the party. He immediately glares at Syverson, not liking said man is still holding your hand. “We have a lot on our plate. Quentin Beck is sniffing around town. We got to stop him.”

“Let me break his neck then,” Sy grumbles. “Problem solved.”

“We are talking about murder in that case,” Andy ever the lawyer retorts. “We can’t just kill him, okay. All we have to do is convince him that Y/N left town.”

“All we gotta do is rip him a new one,” Chris bites back. “That piece of shit deserves to be punished for the crimes he committed. He’s hiding behind his badge.”

“I did a background check of Mr. Wonderful,” Syverson draws your attention back toward him, and away from Chris. “Y/N wasn’t the first woman he has hurt. Three of his former girlfriends reported him to the police.”

“Let me guess, the reports disappeared,” Chris makes a face. “I told you, he’s a piece of shit and had it coming for a long time.”

“Chris, I appreciate your enthusiasm, but we can’t run around and kill random people. Bastard or not,” Andy stops the two men from conspiring. Both are skilled and undoubtedly able to take Quentin down. “We need to do this the right way.”

“Well, no shit Sherlock,” Syverson grunts. “The other women tried to do it the right way. No one helped them. The reports disappeared, and his colleagues made sure that they didn’t try to file another report.”

Andy scowls at Syverson. “I get it. He’s not a sweetheart and we are on our own. Let’s make sure he’ll never hurt a woman without killing him then.”

You rock back and forth while the men decide on your ex-husband’s fate.

Whatever is going to happen, you are too weak to stop them or Quentin…

Part 7

Tags in reblog.

[sh4wty18]

girl of your dreams - chapter four.

one. | two. | three. | four. | five.

pairing: hockeyplayer!chris x figureskater!reader

summary: chris contemplates the events of the party, and when coach beck makes an odd request of the two team captains, something goes down between the two rivals that neither of them see coming.

cw: rivals to lovers, angst, first person POV, language

word count: 1.2k + not edited (oops)

tags: @joeshiestyslover @chrissbluehat @h3arts4harry @wompwomp-1 @cassluvsturn @cl1tlover3000 @amelia-sturniolo3 (if you want to be tagged, comment!)

dividers from @plutism

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Chris’s POV

“What do you mean, you ‘almost’ kissed her?” my best friend Nate asks as we all get changed for practice in the locker room. It’s Monday, and we’re about to have our first game of the season. 

“I mean, she pulled me in so fuckin’ hard our mouths touched. I was lowkey flirting with her but I didn’t expect all that!” I laugh at the memory from the other night.

Truthfully, I’d gone upstairs after seeing Y/n dancing with her friend. I’d already thought she looked hot as fuck when she walked in, and in my stupid drunken haze I wrapped my arm around her–that was my first mistake. Then seeing her dance with her friend all sexy? Yeah, I was done for. I had to get out of there. I knew if I spent one more minute watching, I’d be pushing through the crowd to get my hands on her. I always knew I was attracted to her, since the very first day we met. But the other night confirmed just how badly I want her. It’s pathetic, really. When she came into my room I couldn’t help myself, it was too perfect. The opportunity presented itself to me and I had to do something. So I flirted. What I wasn’t expecting was for her to reciprocate. In all our three years of knowing each other and having our dumb rivalry, I never thought she saw me in that way. Then again, she was drunk. I don’t know how she would feel about me sober. It could’ve just been a drunken mistake. No, it was a drunken mistake. We’re from two different worlds, we just don’t work. She hates me and I “hate” her. That’s how it’s always been. That’s how it always will be. Right?

“Sturniolo, what the fuck is wrong with you this week?” Coach Carter shouts. “Get on the rink…and don’t fuck this up! We need you.” He claps me on the shoulder and guides me out of the locker room.

When I get onto the rink, the crowd cheers for me. I’m still not used to it, and I’m a senior. Being a D1 ice hockey player has its perks, like being broadcasted on TV. People love me, especially the girls. I see edits of myself on tiktok and laugh. What did I ever do to deserve all this?

It’s a good game. We win 3-0, and I score all three goals. 

– 

The next day after practice, when I’m collecting my things from the bleachers and preparing to go home, I see a figure approach out of my peripheral vision. I turn and am met with Y/n standing close next to me.

“Hi?” I ask, not sure what else to say.

She stares down at her feet awkwardly, as if searching for the words she wants to say. I don’t care how awkward she is, she’s still beautiful.

“Hey. Um, I wanted to say…” she hesitates. Oh God, I think, Is she going to bring up the other night? I can feel the sweat beading on the back of my neck from nerves, and her breath catches as if she could read my thoughts, “I just wanted to say I watched your game last night. You played well. Congrats.” She smiles, a real, genuine smile–one I could look at forever.

I smile back, feeling my cheeks flush as I do. I scratch the back of my neck and tilt my head slightly, “Was that a compliment, Y/n/LN?” 

“Don’t get too ahead of yourself,” she rolls her eyes, but I can see a hint of a smile peeking through. 

Behind us, a woman’s voice cuts through our tender moment. “Y/n, Chris. Would you two mind staying back for a minute?” Coach Beck asks.

“Of course we can!” Y/n answers immediately, for the both of us. Because… of course she does. I can’t help but roll my eyes as I’m reminded of why we have a rivalry in the first place. No matter how gorgeous she is, she’s still insufferable. 

“So,” Coach Beck starts. “Coach Carter and I have been thinking, and we feel that there’s still some… tension between the two teams. The ice hockey and figure skating teams have been performing worse in practices, getting easily distracted,” her eyes flick between me and Y/n, and I feel my cheeks burn again. “And all around, there have been a few verbal altercations between some of the teammates on both sides. For these reasons, Coach Carter and I have decided that as the team captains, you two should be responsible for holding a team building event for the two teams!” She smiles big, as if trying to hype up the assignment. 

Unsurprisingly, Y/n immediately perks up. Anything to boost leadership for her med school applications, right? 

“We’d be happy to! Let’s say, this Friday? After practice?” she asks. 

“Sounds good! You two will be responsible for the planning, we’ll just be facilitating. I’ll send an email out tonight to the figure skaters and I’ll have Coach Carter do the same for the hockey team. See you two tomorrow!”

“Have a great night, Coach Beck!” Y/n waves as Beck walks away. As soon as she’s out of earshot I turn to face Y/n with annoyance plastered on my face.

“Really? Would we be ‘happy to’?” I mock her in a high-pitched, whiny tone. “You can have fun planning that shit because I’m not doing it.” I roll my eyes.

She glares at me, “Chris. We have to.”

I look at her, “Maybe you do, but I didn’t sign up for this bullshit. Last I checked, you’re the one who volunteered both of us without consulting me!”

“‘Consulting you’? How could I consult you first? It was an on-the-spot decision! Do you think I could just say “no” to my own coach?!” she’s getting angrier now, running her hand through her hair and shaking her head. I love seeing her like this, getting all worked up for me. It makes me want her even more. I know it’s fucked up, purposely annoying her just to see her mad, but I don’t care. Everything about her turns me on, especially when she’s angry. 

“I mean seriously, Chris,” she continues. “It’s not that big of a fucking deal. I mean, shit! Take some responsibility for once and just–” She’s swearing. I’ve never heard her swear sober before. I like it. Everything’s more attractive when she does it. 

Suddenly my feet are moving forward, and my hands are reaching out to cup her cheeks. And it’s fast, and I don’t know how it happens, but my lips are on hers. And her hands are traveling up my chest and around my neck. And she’s not pulling away. And it’s just how I always pictured it, her lips are soft and sweet and she tastes like mint and vanilla, and I want to have her right now in the rink. I need all of her. 

The kiss isn’t soft, it isn’t slow or shy. It’s angry and rough and eventually I’m pulling her head back by her hair to suck on her neck. She gasps at my touch–my mouth. I want to mark her. I want her to know she’s mine, even if she doesn’t realize it yet. 

“Chris, we need to stop.” she says breathlessly, and I pull away in an instant. 

I take one step away from her, gazing down at her now disheveled hair and messy lip gloss that’s no doubt smeared onto my own mouth. “Let’s meet tomorrow night after practice. My house. We’ll get this stupid team building shit planned.”

“Okay. Tomorrow. Sounds good.” She grabs her things and walks past me. She doesn’t even bother to say goodbye. 

Oh shit, I fucked up big time.

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eeeee finally a kiss!! lmk what you think of this chapter :)