#eric matthews imagine

[geekgirl750-writes]

Really want to write some fluff (and maybe smut) about this og himbo that's been living rent free in my head lately

[princessconsuela120]

❇SOMETHING STUPID❇

*cover coming soon*

↬ in which anna hunter spent her whole life loving eric matthews, and she just now realized it.

cover art by @clownfacepancakes120

pairings: Eric Matthews x reader, Shawn Hunter x sister!reader

Warnings: mature themes, may contain smut.

BACKGROUND + DETAILS PROLOGUE

CAST

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chapter one : pilot

chapter two: on the fence

chapter three: cory's alternative friends

chapter four: killer bee

chapter five: boys II mensa

[boymeetsimagines]

Crazy Luther | Eric Matthews x F!Reader

Summary: On your first day of orientation at Pennbrooke, an old friend helps you out of the unwanted attention of Crazy Luther.

It was your first official day at Pennbrooke and you couldn’t have been more excited. You’d found a great apartment within walking distance from the campus after running into a former classmate at John Adams High a couple days before orientation. Even though Topanga was a year younger than you, you'd always managed to have a couple classes together every year before your parents moved to New York your junior year. You knew it had to have been fate to run into her right after she’d run into Jack, Shawn’s long lost brother who was in the need for some new roommates.

Even though there was apparently a lot of drama going on between the two brothers, Shawn had agreed to be the fourth roommate and you were excited to live with at least one friendly face.

You expected to see more former classmates at orientation, since the campus was so close to your former high school, but found yourself disappointed when you didn’t recognize a single person.

You did, however, attract the attention of one student. He’d introduced himself as Luther, but a friendly girl pulled you aside after and warned you that the guy had a bad reputation and even a nickname already.

Determined to give everyone the benefit of the doubt (plus you had to admit, the guy was handsome), you quickly found yourself less and less flattered as he continued to become more forward in his flirting. He was grabby and possessive in a way that made your bad vibes bat signal go off. You’d been in a bad relationship before - you knew the signs. But he wasn’t backing off.

“Come on, sweetheart,” he coo’d, following you as you walked through the quad. “Have dinner with me tonight.”

“I can’t. I already have plans with my roommates,” you replied, thanking God that you actually did have these plans. Jack had promised tonight would be the first official roommate dinner and you were finally going to meet the illusive third roommate that you’d still managed to not run into.

“Skip it! Come on, doll. I’ll take you to places you’ve never been,” he grabbed your arm to stop you from walking, pulling you closer toward him as his grip grew stronger.

Out of instinct, you pushed him away, “Get off!”

“What’s your problem? You got a boyfriend or somethin’?” He continued to walk toward you, taking up more of your space than you were comfortable with.

As if out of desperation, you began to look around to see if there was anyone, anyone who could save you.

Low and behold, the first friendly face you’d manage to see from your former school appeared in the window of the student center to your left.

“As a matter of fact,” you said sternly, giving Luther your attention, “I do. And he’s right in there, so if you’ll excuse me.”

You pushed past him and walked through the student center doors, heading straight for the guy you hadn’t seen in two years as he sat by himself on a bench near the back reading a magazine. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Luther still standing by the doorway, watching you. So you knew you had to make this look convincing.

“Eric Matthews,” you said softly, standing in front of him to try and block his face from the doorway.

Eric looked up at you, his brow rising in both confusion and something else you didn’t quite recognize as he took you in. For a second, you feared that he didn’t remember you and your heart began to beat even faster than you thought possible.

When he finally greeted you in kind by saying your first and last name, your heart began to race for another reason. “What are you—“

“No time,” you stopped him, grabbing the magazine from his hands and settling down in his lap. You lightly caressed his cheek as he continued to peer up at you, and you weren’t sure if his face was purely surprised or if there was a small hint of awe in them. You whispered “play along” as you leaned in closely, his eyes flitting to your lips as you did before you dove in.

Cradling his face and pulling it to yours, you poured yourself in a deep kiss that was meant to convince Luther that this was your boyfriend. Eric jumped slightly at first from your abrupt action, then grew stiff, as if he were doing something wrong. But you were surprised to feel him very quickly give in to whatever it was you were doing here as he wrapped his arms around you and adjusted you onto his lap more comfortably, his left hand gripping at your back and the other on your hip. Deepening the kiss, your hands moved up toward the nape of his neck and moved up, diving into the silky soft curtain of hair that you’d always fantasized about in high school. A soft moan left his throat as your finger nails took on a mind of their own against his scalp and you felt yourself whimper at the sound, melting into his kiss. It was a perfect mixture of tender but demanding, controlled but completely fueled by reckless abandon.

The sound of someone clearing their throat harshly caused you both to jump, finally pulling away from each other to face the intruder. You were annoyed to see that it was still Luther. This guy just could not take a hint.

“So this the boyfriend, huh? I give it a week and you’ll be beggin’ me to take you out. See ya around, sweetheart.”

You groaned as he finally walked out of the room, feeling your body limp at the obvious defeat you felt.

“Boyfriend?” Eric’s voice brought you back as you felt yourself stiffen, realizing that you were still seated very snuggly in the lap of your high school crush.

But his arms hadn’t moved. In fact, you realized that you’d felt them tighten a little more around you when Luther had confronted you.

“Um yeah,” you said timidly, knowing that your cheeks had to be the brightest shade of red humanly imaginable. “That was Luther. Apparently he’s also known as Crazy Luther.”

His brow creased seriously, “Crazy Luther? Who sells the stereo products at low prices?”

You chuckled, shaking your head. “No, according to the rumors he chewed the fingers off his own brother.”

“Well he’s never gonna sell stereos with that kind of reputation.” He smiled at you in that all too familiar Eric smile and you felt your heart contract against your will.

You thought you’d gotten over your crush back when you were a junior and he was a senior, trying desperately to tutor him so he wouldn’t have to repeat his senior year. But he was just so charming and funny and so damn insightful when he wanted to be, you couldn’t help but fall for him.

And here you were, two years later, giving in to that damn smile once more.

You realized again that he hadn’t moved his arms or tried to push you off of him, though you didn’t necessarily feel trapped. It felt comfortable, actually, and that feeling made you jump off his lap immediately and try to find your words again.

All the emotions finally caught up with you: violated by Luther’s disregard for you saying no; anger that he only begrudgingly respected your choice because of another man’s power; guilt over doing nearly the exact same thing to a former friend by pushing yourself on him; and complete and total embarrassment because holy shit you just made out with Eric Matthews.

“I’m so sorry,” you finally said, slightly pacing. “He just wouldn’t back off and take no for an answer. Finally he asked if I had a boyfriend and I saw you in the window and I don’t know what came over me. But I saw an easy out and I took it and I’m just so sorry again for doing that to you.”

Eric chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck as he shook his head. “Hey, yeah, no need to be sorry. I’m happy to help. Just to be safe, you should stay for a few minutes though until he’s left the area for good. Don’t want him thinking you made out with some stranger just to get away from him.”

“Heaven forbid,” you mocked, chuckling with him as you sat next to him on the bench.

A few minutes easily turned into hours as you and Eric caught up. He told you about his year off after graduation. You told him about your time in New York. He was teasing you about not going to college in the big apple when your watch beeped.

“Damn,” you cursed, realizing how late it’d gotten. “I’m sorry, Eric. I’ve gotta go to this thing—“

“Oh, yeah it’s no problem!” he said reassuringly, lifting up with you as he looked at his own watch. “I’ve gotta run too actually. But, this was fun.”

“The assault or the conversation?” you joked, a blush rising to your cheeks at the mention of the kiss.

He chuckled as you both began to walk out of the student center, running his hand through his hair. It was shorter than it’s been when you left John Adams, but it still looked just as luxurious. “Both, actually. I’ll see ya around?”

“Definitely,” you confirmed, sending him a smile as you parted ways. Quickly, you raced across the campus to the apartment building, disappointed to have cut your time with Eric short but ready to finally sit down with all your roommates. This was going to be your year — you could feel it!

[feralboimurphy]

I just noticed in the and then there was shawn episode, eric has to book it across the room to jump in jacks arms and I love that a lot more than anything

[hotasfahrenheit]

this is definitely in the top combinations of people i would love to be a fly on the wall for when they hang out

[s0urw00lfsrants]

Can’t convince me Eric Matthew’s isn’t Dean Winchester in another universe

[mistress-riddle]

yk i’d like to think that sirius and professor mcgonagall had a somewhat similar relationship as to eric and mr feeny from boy meets world

[worldmeetsfaye]

considering it was the 90’s, and there was little to no asian representation in sitcoms, does anyone else wonder how boy meets world would handle asian representation if they were part of the main three? (i mean, we did have linda for like an episode but still!)

[redeemed-wren]

Eric has not made an appearance in girl meets world yet so my current headcanon until proven otherwise is that he married a girl who does not treat him like an idiot and pushes him and adores him, (maybe even his coworker from when he worked at the wilderness store) and they live out in the middle of nowhere and between them have like five biological and three adopted kids and Eric is a great dad and is absolutely thriving.

[trashforlegacies]

in my boy meets world era again and I would love some eric matthews fanfic recommendations!!

[corymatthewshateblog]

Okay season 3 is the start of the Feeny Eric duo

[onaswife]

Putellas Jr. Headcanons.

Couple: Mapi León x Putellas!Reader

(Reader will be called Alondra )

Au!Omegaverse. Alpha x Alpha

Word count: 2.7k

Warnings: None, just that English is not my first language, so I'm sorry if there are any mistakes.

Enjoy~

PERSONAL LIFE. FRIENDSHIPS, FAMILY.

Alondra Putellas Segura (1999) is an alpha.

Her name was chosen by her father.

Younger sister of Alexia Putellas (1994) and Alba Putellas (1997).

When Alondra grew up she had problems with her scent glands because they did not develop correctly, which ended up affecting her scent. She has a sweeter scent, an aroma not characteristic of an alpha and characteristic of an omega, which is why she was often mistaken for one.

Her scent is sweet, warm, with a touch of vanilla and soft wood.

She followed in the footsteps of her older sister and became a professional soccer player.

She is good at learning languages. The longest it has taken her to learn a new language was 6-7 months.

“My mission in life is to annoy Alexia, to make her feel alive”

She has her group of friends outside the world of football. Matthew and Danielle are Omegas, Jackson and Eric are Alphas. Also Jackson and Danielle are siblings.

Alondra is a hyperactive person, she can’t stay still and some people on the staff suspect she has an attention deficit.

She shares tattoos with her sisters.

When she is nervous, she plays with her ring or the lace of her shorts.

She is a friend of Kerstin Casparij (she has a very similar personality), Jill Roord and Viv miedema. As a joke, they said that Alondra was Dutch in another life.

Even though she is no longer a Young Alpha, she is still treated like a puppy by Alexia, Irene, Kim, Marta and Jenni.

She is the queen of practical jokes in the locker room. No one is safe, not even Alexia or the coaches.

She has the most chaotic relationship with Alba. They love each other, but they can also argue over the silliest thing and the next minute be cuddling on the couch.

She likes to annoy Lucy and if it were an Olympic sport, Alondra would have already won the Gold medal.

She can fall asleep anywhere. On the bus, in the locker room, on the plane and in any uncomfortable place you can imagine.

Her playlist is absolute chaos. You can find everything from reggaeton to alternative rock and the occasional ABBA song.

She always has gum in her backpack.

She prefers WhatsApp audios to text messages because she's too lazy to write.

She's always the last to leave the locker room because she'll keep talking or bothering someone.

She's the typical one who comes in with the music at full volume without headphones, forcing everyone to listen to her chaotic playlist.

She's the only one who can annoy Alexia without serious consequences. Anyone else tries and gets the death stare.

Alba, Olga and her have a WhatsApp chat just to complain about Alexia when she goes into 'intense older sister' mode.

When she's with her mom, she automatically becomes calmer and sweeter. It's like her chaos off button.

When she was younger and Alexia was dating, she interrupted in the most annoying way possible.

At Christmas, she's always the one in charge of making the funniest (and sometimes ridiculous) gifts.

She's the one who sends memes at any time of the day without context.

When she gets obsessed with a series, she won't stop until she's watched it all in a couple of days.

She likes to play video games, but only sports or racing ones because she doesn't have the patience for history ones.

If she finds something she likes (a dessert, a song, a restaurant), she'll repeat it until she's tired.

If she's bored, she starts throwing things in the air just to see if she can catch them with her feet or head.

She wears her sweatpants really low just to piss Alexia off.

She has an obsession with rings and always wears at least one.

She sometimes paints her nails black or dark colors, but she bites them when she's nervous.

Sarcasm is her second language, and she even uses it in interviews.

She talks a mile a minute when she's excited and the only one who can stop her is Alexia with a "Alondra, breathe."

Alexia still can't get over her going out with Mapi, every time she sees them together she makes a face of "how did this happen."

When she comes home, she hangs on to Alexia as if she were still a puppy.

Every time she visits home, Alba and Alexia check her new tattoos to see if they're "suitable" after having joked that the next tattoo she would get would be something related to Real Madrid (she would never be able to get a tattoo about RM) (She hates RM with all her soul).

In her teens, when her hormones were at their peak, she suffered from not being able to impose her presence with her scent like the other Alphas. So she developed a confident and defiant body language to compensate.

Although she doesn't have a strong scent, her Alpha instincts are still there. She is extremely protective of her own, but she masks it with pranks and chaos.

With Alba, she is the typical Alpha sister who teases her younger Omega, but if someone treats her badly, she lets out a low growl that makes anyone back off

With her mother, her bark or Alpha disappears. The only person in the world who can make her sit and eat quietly without a fight.

She is clingy with the people she loves. If she is confident with someone, she will hug them by the neck or lean on you without giving you a choice.

Nothing like the typical Alpha. This makes some Omegas feel comfortable with her immediately, without noticing her dominant presence.

Many Alphas tried to mark her unconsciously because her scent awakened protective instincts in them. The habit did not last long after Alondra brushed them off with a challenging look.

Growing up as an Alpha but with a scent that did not match caused her many doubts in her adolescence. She did not feel completely Alpha or completely Omega.

The media and some fans have been speculating for years about her dynamic as an Alpha. Many believe that she is an Omega who identifies as an Alpha. Alondra does not care.

Alondra's dick size varies between 19 to 23 centimeters, while Mapi's varies between 17 to 20 centimeters.

PROFESSIONAL LIFE.

She studied and started playing at La Masia as a forward, where in 2015 she had the opportunity to move up to the first team and debut alongside her sister in the same team.

In 2016 Arsenal set their sights on her and decided to sign her, there was a conflict between Barcelona and Arsenal, since the first team did not want to lose Alondra completely and Arsenal did not want to accept her on loan. Finally, an agreement was reached and Alondra left as a new signing for Arsenal.

In 2019, Alondra was close to winning a Ballon d'Or, finishing in second place.

Number 11 in the first years at Arsenal. First season in Barcelona, ​​she wears number 18 and after Lucy's departure, she takes over number 15.

Arsenal: 2016-2017 to 2021-2022.

Barcelona: 2022-2023 to the present.

Alondra was part of the Spanish senior team between 2018-2022, being part of the 15 movement.

Getting to know the English team in her first year playing in London and in the first international break, thanks to Leah and Chloe who introduced her at a camp. (Alondra did not want to return to Spain and preferred to stay in London as she had a silly argument with Alba and pride was stronger).

Then very close to all the other English girls.

When she gets angry in games she usually shouts rude things in Catalan, or when she wants to bother in the locker room.

Yellow card duo with Katie McCabe.

In 2022 she decided to leave Arsenal and return to Barcelona. They are the only teams she has played for. The reasons for leaving were due to internal problems she had at the club.

CHELSEA'S HATER N°1

Who gives the most content on social media (team and personal)

At Arsenal, she and Katie McCabe had an unofficial competition of who could receive the most yellow cards without being sent off.

Leah and Chloe consider her their ‘Spanish troublemaker’ and take her everywhere when she is in London.

In the national team, Jenni Hermoso was her ally in mischief.

She always wears the same cleats when she plays an important match. She is superstitious about it.

Has a friendly rivalry with Patri Guijarro at Barça. They are always competing in training.

The terror of the alphas of other teams because she never stops provoking on the pitch.

Can turn anything into a challenge, from who gets to the locker room first to who hits the crossbar the most times.

Always has energy to spare, she is the typical one who wants to keep running in training when everyone is dead.

She is the terror of the medical staff, because she hates staying still when she is injured. Since her scent is not typical of an Alpha, she sometimes confuses others about her rank. This has been a problem on the court, where some rival Alphas underestimate her…

She grew up with a certain complex about her scent, especially when she was younger and other Alphas looked at her strangely for not smelling "correctly." But over time she learned to use it to her advantage, especially in provocations.

With the Omegas on her team she has a very marked relationship: she bothers them all the time, but if someone makes them feel uncomfortable, she completely changes and becomes threatening.

She does not mark everyone with bites, but she leaves "her mark" in other ways: hugs with a lot of physical contact, rubbing her head against her teammates' or biting their wrist when celebrating a goal.

In important games, her Alpha instinct is triggered. She plays more aggressively and her team uses her as a "territory marker."

If a rival Alpha tries to intimidate an Omega on her team, she is the first to intervene. Especially if it's Patri or one of her Omega friends.

In the locker room, she lays on top of her fellow Omegas without warning. "So they smell like the pack," she says.

She doesn't like being seen as a "weak" Alpha because of her scent, so she's one of the first to jump into verbal fights with rival Alphas.

Her scent may be sweeter, but when someone irritates her, it becomes stronger. In a match against Chelsea, her scent changed so much that Leah asked her if she was okay.

Some Alphas taunted her by saying that her scent made her "less Alpha." Katie McCabe was one of the few who told her to her face that "a real Alpha doesn't need a strong scent to get noticed." From that moment on, they became inseparable.

When she arrived at Barça, Patri and Aitana also doubted her Alpha presence... until they saw her play. Now Patri calls her "the infiltrated Alpha."

In the locker room, she sits between the Omegas because she likes the warmth of her presence. At Arsenal, her place was always between Leah and Viv.

On the national team, Irene Paredes spent half of the training camp reminding the others that, despite her deceptive scent, Alondra was an Alpha.

When she is upset or in the middle of a competition, her scent changes and becomes more spicy, with a slight hint of clove. It is the only time she imposes herself as a traditional Alpha.

In the locker room, she was often asked to calm panicked Omegas because her scent calmed them more than that of the other Alphas.

She always felt that she had to prove more than any other Alpha to be recognized as such. In every match, she played as if she had something to prove.

At Arsenal, some new Alphas doubted her presence until they saw her train. One time, a new Alpha commented that Alondra “looked like an Omega with too much energy.” Kim Little replied: “Tell her that on the pitch and see if you still think the same.”

Despite her soft scent, her Alpha instinct is immediately activated when she senses danger for her pack. If an Omega on her team is attacked on the pitch, Alondra is the first to arrive with a defiant smile and her body ready to defend.

Although she is an Alpha, in the Arsenal pack she would often curl up between Leah and Viv, as if she were another Omega.

RELATIONSHIP WITH MAPI.

They started dating Mapi in 2018.

When Alexia found out she wanted to hang Maria.

Designed some of Mapi's tattoos, but she has also suggested some absurd ones just to annoy her.

Shares a tattoo with Mapi. (Looks can be deceiving)

She has a list of tattoos she wants to get but can't decide because Mapi always convinces her to wait.

She doesn't obsess over couple marks like other Alphas, but she does obsess over couple scents. Mapi always ends up smelling like her because Alondra hugs her by the neck and hides her against her chest after games.

She knows that her bite isn't as strong as other Alphas, which made her insecure at first. She thought she'd never be able to properly mark her mate. But Mapi reassured her by telling her that, if she wanted to, she'd bite her until the venom was gone.

When Mapi is in heat, Alondra doesn't leave her alone for a second. If anyone gets too close to her, even her own teammates, her inner Alpha wakes up and automatically growls.

At first, she was afraid that she wasn't "Alpha enough" for Mapi. But Mapi took it upon herself to show her that it didn't matter.

Mapi sometimes bites her just for fun, but when Alondra does it, she does it with intent.

Mapi loves to see her in her clothes, especially her old t-shirts. It's her way of "marking" her without needing a bite.

One time, Alexia found them cuddling after a game, and her Alpha got so activated that she was in a bad mood all day.

When she first met Mapi, she thought she would be one of those who wouldn't take her seriously as an alpha. But Mapi sniffed her once, smiled, and said, "You're different. I like it." From then on, Alondra knew Mapi was her person.

Mapi loves her scent. She says it's "gently addictive," especially after workouts, when sweat intensifies it.

When they sleep together, Mapi clings to her shirt or collar, as if Alondra's scent relaxes her.

Sometimes when Mapi is in heat, Alondra feels like her Alpha instinct isn't enough. But Mapi always reassures her with a look, reminding her that it's not the scent that defines her, but who she is.

When Alondra is in heat, Mapi becomes much more territorial than usual. She's not aggressive, but her body language changes completely: she stays close, with her hand on Alondra's back or an arm over her shoulder. Her scent also intensifies and becomes thicker, like a silent warning.

Although she is not the type of Alpha who seeks to mark all the time, with Alondra, it is different. She does not mind if another Alpha approaches her partner, but she always makes it clear who owns the territory. She loves that Alondra smells her after training.

First I want to give credit to @insomniakisses who gave me the idea to do this and helped me with many things

[princessconsuela120]

prologue —❇

Summary: early life between anna hunter and eric matthews...and the chaos that always seemed to follow them.

Warnings: none

Author’s note: for those of you from wattpad you already know this one, but i am publishing my baby on here too! enjoy guys, there isnt enough eric matthews on tumblr.

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"ANNA HUNTER? IS ANNA HUNTER HERE?" Mr Feeny asked, searching the class for the young girl. Eric had to hold a hand to her mouth to silence her giggles as they hid in the closet at the back of the class.

"Goldie, if you don't shush he'll find us in here.."

"Too late." Mr Feeny smiled fakely as he opened the door. "Hello, would you two like to join the class?" Eric glanced at Anna before smirking, leaning against the closet.

"No, that's alright Mr Feeny. Thanks for the offer." Anna began giggling again, Eric shushing her and smiling at Mr Feeny. Both children smiled at the man in a similar, 'innocent' fashion, earning an eye roll from the older man.

"Would you two get in your seats?" Eric cleared his throat before nodding, putting his hands up in defense.

"You know Mr Feeny, maybe if you would teach something more interesting, we wouldn't want to hide in the closet so much."

"Oh yeah? And what do you suggest?"

"Bugs bunny!" Eric and Anna shouted in unison, clapping their hands together as they smiled at each other. Mr Feeny looked back at the children nervously, then up at the celing.

"Why? Of all the children in Philadelphia, why have you sent me these spawns of satan?"

"Look Goldie, I'm a pig!" Eric shouted. Anna giggled loudly and came over to the boy, the two kids using Feeny's tape despenser to make silly faces. The class was enjoying it, they always enjoyed the gags the two would do. Mr Feeny however, had given up trying to get the two in their seats. The two never listened when they were 5, why should 9 be any different.

"Seats, you both. I won't say it again."

"Don't be such a downer Mr Feeny, we saved some tape for you." Anna explained, holding out her hand to give to the man. He took the tape before throwing it out in the garbage. The two children looked at each other before sighed, walking to their seats.

Anna pulled the tape off Eric's face as he squeezed his face to brace himself. And in one swift rip, Eric's screams echoed across the classroom.

"Oh shush you baby." Anna teased, pulling the tape off her face with no problem. Eric sighed in defeat, pulling the rest of the tape from his face, crumbling all the tape into a ball.

"This is all you fault Goldie." He chucked the ball of tape at her, Anna rolling her eyes before sticking the tape ball to his shirt.

"Excuse me, but I told you the closet wouldn't work." Eric rolled his eyes, mocking the girl. She hit the back of his head before turning back to Mr Feeny.

"History, dead people. It's done, it's over, let's move on!" Eric mumbled, rolling his eyes. He wanted to leave, but he couldn't. So he settled for doodling on a notebook page.

Soon enough, Eric and Anna were passing notes back and forth, trying to fill the time until class was done.

"Passing notes are we mr Matthews?"

"Mr. Feeny, it hurts that you think so little of me. I'm simply, copying notes from the lesson." Eric smirked, his hand covering the words written on the page.

"Oh, well then Mr Matthews, you wouldn't mind if I took a look..." Eric grabbed the note smiling.

"Feeny Feeny, I'm not finished yet, genius work takes time." Mr Feeny reached to grab the paper, making Eric panic. As a last resort, Eric crumbled up the paper and shoved it in his mouth, chewing it, and swallowing it whole.

"To be fair Mr. Feeny, I only did that to prove that their was no writing on it." He said, smiling at Mr.Feeny before winking at Anna. She giggled again, holding her mouth to try and hide it. Mr.Feeny scoffed, finally having enough for the day of the children's shanaagins.

"I don't get paid enough for this." Mr.Feeny groaned, moving back to the front of the class. Both children giggled happily, doing their handshake as Mr.Feeny ignored the two, going back to teaching.

"Hey Goldie?" Eric reached over to Anna's table, trying to find a way to talk to her without Feeny hearing.

"Yeah?"

"We're gonna be a team forever right?"

"Of course. I mean, that's what the ring pop was for wasn't it?" She asked, holding her hand out to show the half eaten ring pop on her finger.

"No, that was for our wedding." He remarked sarcastically, making Anna laugh lightly. She looked at him and nodded.

"Right, how could I forget. My ring pop husband for life." She whispered back, kissing Eric's cheek before paying attention to Mr Feeny's teaching.

She didn't notice, but a new red shade flooded the 9 year old boy's cheeks, and a tingly feeling was left at the spot her lips had touched. She found his hand, and held it tightly, smiling over at him before looking back to the board.

And just as every day had seemed to go, as Anna watched the teacher,

Eric watched her.

[blueberrypancakesworld]

What kinks/fetishes Saw character would have

Warning : minors don't interact/read, smut/kinks, they all have a female partner

Characters : Mark Hoffman, Lawrence Gordon, Adam Stanheight, Amanda Young, Peter Strahm, Eric Matthews

Info : Again something for Saw and what can I say exept. Have fun reading like I had my fun writting it ;)

masterlist

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Mark Hoffmann

Degradation = He would love to degrade his partner in a game for small mistakes or when she teases him at work. The way his knuckles turn white when he imagines what he would do. As soon as they are alone and he takes her, whispering in her ear in a harsh voice and reproaching her for what she has done wrong. Knowing that with every word she tightens around his cock and wants more

°,,Did I fuck you stupid? That's what happens when you want the attention of all men...a slut gets what she deserves"

Gun Play = He had tried it with prostitutes but they were all unwilling, unlike his partner who couldn't get enough of the adrenaline. The way the cold metal moved over her body and he drew in his breath sharply when he was sent a video of her fucking herself with his gun unlocked. He loved it when she let her tongue glide over the dark metal before he pressed her onto the knees in front of him.

°,,Show me how much you want my cock sweetie"

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Lawrence Gordon

Medical play = A relationship between a doctor and his nurse a fantasy and a game that Lawrence and his partner had realized. Whether directly in the hospital in storage rooms or in longer sessions at home or in hotels. He loved it when she whimpered, he performed a routine examination on her and loved to stand over her.

°,,Spread your legs wider for me sweetheart would you?

Oral = More of a position than anything else but since he had lost his foot and his movements were choppy, especially at the beginning, it was almost painful which made sex more complicated. Which is why oral satisfaction became almost a daily thing for him and his partner. He loved it when she knelt in front of him, they kissed beforehand and she let her hands wander over his sore flesh before she opened his pants. In return, he lifted her onto his desk and, like the doctor he was, took care of his patients.

°,,Let me comfort you since you spoil me like this let me pleasure you"

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Adam Stanheight

Photography = He would love to take photos and videos of you with or without her consent. He would snap and record intimate moments when she was changing her clothes, in the shower or when he was having sex with her. Watching her fall apart around him, her tear-stained face or her fingers wrapped around his cock and taking pictures of the blush on his cheeks. He loved looking at the photos of her developing at the end, praising her and running his fingers over her body. While she snuggled up to him and praised him before they both ended up in a mountain of photos and he took them.

°,,Fuck look at this next time I'll make a whole collage baby"

Teasing = Initially not wanting to admit how much he likes it, Adam gets all the more whiny and whimpering when his partner teases him. Be it during the day with pictures, her extra short skirt or her hand on his body. At the end of the day, he would press himself against her and ask her permission why she was teasing him like that before directing him to bed, but he would only become more of a babbling, whining, pleading wrag.

°,,Ah-please-please baby finally touch me I'll do anything just please"

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Amanda Young

°Pain Play = She is a recovering and former junkie. She had suffered a lot of pain in her life and with John's teachings something had changed in the way she felt. It seemed like the pain she could finally inflict on others was getting better and better. Which is why she was careful with her partner to a certain extent, of course, but when she drew the knife or the hoe across her loved one's skin and heard the sound of it was her favorite. When she could run her fingers over the wounds and spread the blood on her girlfriend's body or try it herself.

°,,Shhh I know you can do a little more my love"

Leather = The feeling of leather shackles, panties, tops, pants, etc. She likes how it feels even better to wear it herself and to see it on her partner. It always seemed to be a big part of her life and she wouldn't give that up now. Instead, she went on several shopping trips with her sweetheart to buy the perfect outfits. To try them on in front of each other and make a strip show out of it.

°,,Look at you my beautiful girlfriend"

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Peter Strahm

Handcuffs = One thing he does bring home from his job are handcuffs. He loves to tie you to the bed with them. to see how you try to get loose while he takes you and can't do it. Tying your hands behind your back while you ride him and he holds you by your hips. Then kisses your maltreated wrists lovingly and tells you how good you were.

°,,Only bad girls get tied to the bed...but you're my good girl aren't you?"

Humping = He would love to have you on his lap after a long day's work and watch you whimpering against him. Giving you gentle kisses and playing with the strands of your hair - his big rough hands on your hips, directing you sweetly and painfully. Before he turns to you in praise after you have almost come crying and he takes care of you completely.

°,,That's it just a little bit more so it's good darling"

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Eric Matthews

Daddy kink = He didn't have a son for nothing, didn't become so bossy for nothing and didn't become a cop for nothing. It gives him a sense of power and excitement to hear his darling call him that. At first it's just fun flirting, but as soon as the door to the bedroom closes, it's just the two of them.

°,,You'll be good for daddy, won't you? You will, sugar, I know it"

Praise kink = He wants to hear how good he is and he needs to hear how good he is. Whether it's small gestures, the moans of his loved ones or whole sentences. Eric loves it when he knows that he is good for his sweetie, that he is doing everything right and it only makes him even more energized and proud when she praises him.

°,,How good am I? One more and I'm all yours"

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@slut4hoffman , @thatonebeetchthatisirrelevant , @lola-max-sugar @megustadilf , @capan-deveraux2 , @horrorxgorewhore

[feralboimurphy]

i can’t stop thinking of Riley walking up to the boys in girl meets world from jack’s perspective.

like you just met up with your ~~ex~~ old best friend and he brings you to a middle school dance and in the process of talking to two old friends, this young girl comes up and just starts ranting to you guys.

he looks so confused and it’s so fucking funny to me.

[chloe-skywalker]

A Safe Feeling - Eric Coulter

Eric x fem!reader

Warnings: 

Word count: 1,402

Requested: Hi can you do a imagine where the reader is the daughter of Jeannie Matthew and she divergent and she in a relationship with eric and her best froend is four and later tris please and thank you - @rachelcarroll1819

Authors Note: Thank you for requesting!

Masterlist

Divergent Masterlist

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“Mathews!” Eric called out with a smirk as he saw Y/n exit the hallway near the dining hall.

“You know I have a first name.” Y/n turned around crossing her arms over her chest. Eric knew she hated her mom’s views and being called by her old last name. She’s not Erudite anymore.

Eric gave a nod as he walked over to her, standing in front of her. “Yeah, but that’s for more intimate-”

“Shut up.” Y/n giggled and slapped him on the bicep as Eric chuckled, moving his hands to her hips.

“Where are you off to?” Eric asked as Y/n moved her arms to wrap around his neck. Normally Eric didn’t like showing PDA, unless it was to show she was taken.

“Need to talk to Four about some stuff.” She answered, tilting her head. It wasn’t easy to have Four as a best friend and date Eric. But the two agreed to be sival for her sake.

“Divergent stuff?” Eric spoke quietly, so no one would hear around him. When she had first told him about being Divergent, Eric didn’t take it well at first but then he realized he didn’t care. He loves her anyway.

“Will you keep it down. You know it could get me killed.” Even though he was quite Y/n still was scared at any possibility of anyone knowing. Being Divergent is a death sentence.

Eric nodded as a sigh of apology, moving his right hand up and down her back to comfort her growing nerves. “Is it about the nightmares?”

Y/n nodded with a grimace. “They have to do with my fears and with what I am, he's the best to talk to about it. And he’s my friend.”

Eric rolled his eyes and bit the inside of his cheek at his sight irritation. “Don’t remind me.”

“You're lucky I know what part of that you're referring to.” Y/n smirked, poking him in the chest.

“Oh, what part?” Eric played along, hoping to stall her a little longer.

“The Four part. He’s my best friend, has been since initiation and it bothers you like no other.” Y/n smirked a little, but in her defense she tried to hide it.

Eric shrugged. “I don’t like sharing.”

Y/n let out an amused soft laugh. “I’ve noticed.”

“You know I love you and I don’t care about the Divergent past, right?” He wanted to make sure she knew, he always made sure. Yeah he got annoyed that she’s friends with Four but her being Divergent? That doesn’t bother him.

y/n smiled. “I know. You always reassure me of that.”

Eric nodded. “And I’ll continue to.”

Y/n moved to leave his embrace, really needing to go see Four. “Love you.” 

Eric pulled her into a rough kiss before letting go of her waist and back. “Love ya too.”

“I’ll see you later.” Y/n smiled at him turning around and heading off to figure her nightmare, fear problem out.

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After about an hour Four and Y/n sat down, joined by Tris.

“The only thing I can think of is that your fears are changing.” Four stated leaning forward, resting his elbows on his knees.

“But how can I have less fears then when we first came here? How can they change?” Y/n wondered out loud confused. Shouldn’t she have more over time not less?

“I don’t know, Y/n.” Four wished he could give her an explanation, but he had nothing.

“Maybe its Eric.” Tris said, jumping into the conversation.

“Huh?” Y/n turned to her younger friend with confusion and curiosity. Four looked to Tris with a furrowed expression.

“Well he’s protective of you. He’d kill for you, so what if the feeling of protection he gives you is making some of your fears go away.” Tris explained what she meant.

“She has a good point.” Four looked at Y/n.

“Well that’s a development.” Y/n let out an amused puff of air.

“Bad?” Tris tilted her head, looking at her friend trying to see how she was feeling about this new ‘development’ as she called it.

“No.” Y/n shook her head.

“He’s been worried. You should tell him.” Four stated. He may not get along with Eric but he could tell how worried he’s been over Y/n’s situation. Eric could hide it well but Four could still see it.

“Yeah.” Y/n spoke, grabbing her jacket before standing up and heading towards the door. “Yeah, I’m gonna do that. See ya both tomorrow.”

Once Y/n left Four and Tris she headed to the training room, knowing that Eric was training the intaties today. It wasn’t hard to find him once entering the big room. He stood out.

“Hey handsome.” Y/n said as she came up behind him, wrapping her arms around his torso.

“Hey sexy.” He smirked, and as he expected her reaction was to slap him on his arm. It caused him to chuckle.

“Stop it.” Y/n laughed at his behavior. Always so different with her then around anyone else. “Can we talk?”\

“Yeah,” Eric was trying not to be worried. He turned his focus back to the intimates. “Intaites! We’re done for the day. Get out.”

After that they both headed to their shared apartment. They’d been sharing a living space since a little after they finished initiation. Once inside Eric shut the door behind them for privacy.

“So did you and Four figure out what's going on?” he asked and Y/n could see some concern in his eyes.

y/n nodded and licked her lips. “Yeah, about that.”

“What?” He asked gruffly.

Y/n went over and sat on their couch, Eric followed suit. “My nightmares have been odd. Like you knew and we found a few things out.” Y/n took a deep breath before continuing, looking him in the eyes. “I have less fears now. That’s why I keep reliving some of them. My nightmares seem to be the fears I still have.”

“How's this happening? Is it a Divergent thing?” Eric didn’t know much about Divergent. No one really did know anything about Divergents since they were killed on spot after being found out.

“No it’s not a Divergent thing.” She laughed lightly. Y/n leaned in and pulled him into a kiss. When she pulled away she told him. “Its a you thing.”

“Me?” Eric raised his brows in disbelief.

“Yup. You.” Y/n nodded in confirmation of his question.

“Can you explain?” he asked, still very confused. How is he the cause?

“Trus has this theory and Four and I agree with it.” Y/n scooted closer, grabbing his hands in hers. Smiling shyly up at him. “We think I’m having less face because you make me feel safe.”

“That's the goal.” Eric smirked proudly. That was the goal, to protect her. Make her feel safe. And he was relieved that nothing serious was wrong with her. “So many fears have you lost exactly?”

Y/n laughed in amusement towards his reaction. “Cocky much?”

Eric pulled her by the hips to straddle his lap. “Hey, if I’m responsible…”

He two was amused, but this was because of different reasons.

“Thank you.” Y/n thanked her tattooed brute. With the look of confusion back in his eyes, she continued. “I know you didn’t do it on purpose. Not exactly. You couldn’t. But thanks anyway and for protecting me and making me feel safe in general.”

Eric placed a hand on the back of her head and stared directly in her eyes. “You're mine. No one will harm you on my watch.”

Y/n smiled brightly at his declaration. “Don’t tell my mom.”

Eric scoffed. “I don’t tell your mom shit.”

“That's one of the reasons I love you.” Y/n smirked, leaning her forehead against his.

Eric grabbed her, pulling her closer, holding her tighter in his grip as he kissed the column of her neck. “What are the other reasons?”

Y/n let out a moan as he continued to kiss and suck on her neck. “Well if we head over to the bedroom I could-”

“Done” Eric said, effictley cutting her off. He stood up and carried her to their bedroom. All the while Y/n laughed at his actions and looked forward to the night's activities.

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