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Something... new? - Goodguyfitz x Reader

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words: 802 warnings: mentions of sexual stuff- no true smut.

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The day you met Fitz—or rather, Cameron—was a turning point he felt deep in his core. It was at a mutual friend's house party in Australia, a lively gathering of twenty-somethings immersed in a haze of drugs and alcohol. Amid the chaos, he was instantly drawn to you and, without hesitation, asked you out on a date.

To his surprise, you said yes.

That night took an unexpected turn when he took you to the bathroom in the upstairs en suite. The allure of the spontaneous encounter led to a night of unrestrained passion. Fitz decided then and there that if a relationship wasn’t in the cards, he would at least ensure that the sex was unforgettable. And unforgettable it was—he gave you multiple mind-blowing orgasms, while you delivered a performance that surpassed any he’d experienced.

Fitz was unapologetically proud, bragging to his friends about how the “girl in the bathroom” had given him the best blow job of his life. The tales of that night became legendary among his circle. When Mason expressed interest in sharing the experience, Fitz firmly shut down the idea, refusing to entertain the thought of anyone else experiencing what was, for him, an unparalleled connection.

You met up at least three times a week, with any absences due to travel replaced by an exchange of sexts, nudes, videos, calls, and messages—anything to keep the fire alive. The physical connection was electric, a potent blend of desire and fulfillment, always leaving both of you craving more.

It was no secret that Fitz had feelings for you beyond the physical. He often spoke about wanting to take you out on dates, to show you off, and to share the more intimate parts of his life with you. Despite this, he never took that next step, and you were left puzzled by his reluctance to ask you out formally.

In truth, you couldn't recall ever explicitly agreeing to just sex, but you never brought it up or corrected him. Perhaps the thrill of the forbidden, or the undeniable chemistry between you, kept you from addressing the ambiguity. As the dynamic continued, you were left navigating the complexities of your feelings and his hesitations, all while savouring the intense connection you shared.

Until he called you from Vid-Con, clearly high on something or other. You could tell he was in a bathroom stall by the echoing acoustics and the muffled noises of the event outside. His pupils were dilated, and his speech was slurred, a far cry from the confident and controlled Fitz you were used to.

“Hey,” he mumbled, his voice wavering between excitement and exhaustion. “I… I just needed to hear your voice.” His words tumbled out in a disjointed stream, each syllable punctuated by the occasional erratic chuckle or sigh.

You listened patiently, sensing the vulnerability beneath his altered state. “Cam, are you okay?” you asked gently, concern lacing your voice.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” he replied, though his unsteady tone suggested otherwise. “Just... everything’s crazy here. And, um, I’ve been thinking a lot... about us.” He paused, as if gathering his scattered thoughts. “I don’t know what we are, you know? But I want to figure it out.”

The admission caught you off guard. The intensity of the moment, combined with the haze of his intoxication, created a surreal blend of clarity and confusion. “What do you mean?” you asked, trying to make sense of his ramblings.

He took a deep breath, his voice softening. “I like you, Y/N. More than just… this. I want to be with you, not just in secret. I want to take you out, show you off. I know I’ve been avoiding it, but when I get back… will you go out with me? Like, officially?”

You felt a rush of relief mixed with lingering excitement. The intoxicated confession was raw and unfiltered, revealing the depth of his feelings. “Cam, I’d like that. But I want it to be real, not just a spur-of-the-moment thing.”

“Absolutely,” he said, his voice steadier with determination. “When I get home, I’ll take you out. We’ll do it right. Just... give me a chance to show you what I really mean.”

"Only once chance," You joked to him with a smile.

Fitz chuckled softly, the sound a comforting contrast to his earlier slurred speech. “One chance, huh? I’ll make it count. I promise.”

His voice was filled with genuine sincerity, and you could sense his determination even through the phone. “I’m looking forward to it,” you said, a smile tugging at your lips despite the late hour. “Just make sure you’re sober and ready to impress.”

“Deal,” he replied, a note of excitement in his voice. “I can’t wait to see you and finally show you what I’ve been wanting to all along.”

As the call ended, you felt a renewed sense of anticipation. His promise had finally turned the uncertainty into something tangible.

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[y/n]: wha-

Fitz: haha just kidding... but what if..

[y/n]: Cam stop

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"Misfits Party?"

GoodGuyFitz x Fem! reader (18+) Warnings: smut, cursing, drug use, idk just misfits party in general ☆

synopsis: where a streamer gets invited to one of the infamous Misfits parties by an online friend

Y/n found herself out the front of the Misfits' airbnb for their trip, people either smoking or throwing their guts up out there. She was recently invited to this party... that was a lie. Their manager, Ryan, and some others have been trying to usher her to one of them.

She didn't understand why they wanted her there so bad, she wasn't special. Yeah, she blew up a little while back on Twitch, but so what?

The two front doors towered over her as her hand reached the doorknob. Before she could even touch it, the door swung open revealing a sober Mason.

"Y/N?" He laughed, swinging an arm around her.

"Hey, Mason"

Y/n had collabed with Mason on youtube a couple of times, enough to be able to label them as friends.

"I'm so happy you're here, man. Shits getting wild" The boy led her into the kitchen, finally removing himself off of her to pour some drinks.

"I'm happy to be here. I'm surprised you're not fucked up just like the rest. Special occasion?" Y/n smiled at Mason as he handed her the red solo cup.

"I guess I just wanted to wait for you. It's your first misfits party, why not make it a good one"

☆☆☆

Y/n was in the middle of the living room, surrounded by a wave of people as she was feeling herself. Running her hands up and down her body, the alcohol making her head spin.

After a moment of dancing on her own, she decided it was time to go have some real fun. Whether or not it was to fuck someone or get high out of her mind, she didn't really care.

Y/n discovered a door that seemed mildly intriguing. Walking through the doorway, she was met with a tall brunette man dressed in some black jeans and a flannel shirt. She glanced around the room, coming to a conclusion that they were in a bathroom.

The man was bent over the basin, snorting some blue powder with a dollar note. He didn't seem to notice her enter. So when he threw his head back and looked around he was caught in a fright, quickly trying to hide the blue powder.

"Did I scare you?" Y/n giggled.

"Nah nah. Don't even worry about it" He shook his head, but soon started laughing at the awkward encounter.

"Soooo... Is there enough for two?"

"Uhhh, yeah. Yeah of course. What's your name?" The man moved his hand to reveal the blue powder once again, scanning her body up and down.

"Y/n"

The two shook hands after Y/n held hers out, still waiting for his response.

"Oh shit, like Y/n as in [twitch username]? Mason talks about you all the time"

The girl laughed, nodding in answer.

"You must be Cameron?" Y/n cocked an eyebrow, waiting for an answer.

"Yeah actually. How did you guess?"

"I have my ways"

☆☆☆

The pair were laying opposite each other in the bathtub. Heads laid all the way back, mouths agape.

"You ever like fucked on this shit?" Y/n asked, struggling to get her head back up.

"I'm down if you're down" Cameron joked, not expecting to get an answer back.

"Wait like actual?"

She finally sat up, holding her knees to her chest. Cameron soon followed, struggling to get comfortable again thanks to his long legs. They exchanged some smirks before getting the hint.

They both shuffled out of the bath, Cameron initiating a kiss shortly after.

Their lips moved together in a slow and sensual way, the (what Y/n had guessed to be) ecstasy enhancing the pair’s senses. Y/n could feel Cameron’s warm breath tickle her nose as he slipped his tongue through her lips. The feeling of her tongue wrapped around his was enough to make her quiver.

Cameron brought his hand up underneath the girls top, slowly gliding his fingers up and down her sides until he reached her tits. He kneaded them through the fabric, earning a groan from Y/n beneath him.

☆☆☆

"Ah-hh Cameron" Y/n's hands were tangled in Cam's hair, making him hum into her. He grabbed the side of her thighs that were now resting on his shoulders, making his knuckles turn pale. He wouldn't even break eye contact, that could've thrown Y/n over the edge by itself. Her eyelids fluttered open and closed, biting her bottom lip to subdue the moans that would've erupted from her own throat any second now. The mans scruff tickling and rashing Y/n's inner thighs, all while he continued to attack the space between her legs.

"I want to hear you, baby" Cameron disconnected from her. He dived back towards her, lapping up the girls' taste. Y/n threw her head back in pure satisfaction, the recent drug making everything 100x better.

"Cameron- I'm gonna cu-"

Before Y/n could finish her sentence, Cam disconnected. Getting off of his knees to reach her level. He didn't even reach her level, in fact he still towered over her despite the fact that she was on a pretty tall bench.

"Hold on" Cameron paused. Pulling a condom from his wallet, that was conveniently placed next to them. Y/n whining due to the throbbing of her clit. Before Cam could even think about putting the condom on, Y/n intervened. She snatched it out of his hands, placing it in her exposed bra. She slid down to her knees, sitting her own ass on her ankles.

Cameron loved to see all his hookups in this state. Love drunk. Just from him. He let his eyes wander over Y/n's features. From her blemishes to her beauty spots, there was something about her that intrigued Cameron. He nearly thought of her different to a quick fuck at a party.

Cam blocked the thoughts from flowing in his mind when he felt the girl's warm hands on his crotch. Small moans slipped from him as he was caught off guard, raising his new friend's ego. Y/n unzipped Cameron's jeans, batting her eyelashes up at him. He couldn't look away, it was obvious what she was about to do next but he just wanted to see it all unfold... beneath him.

He grabbed the edge of the basin behind him as Y/n finally pulled down his jeans and boxers. Letting his cock spring free from the material that was restricting him. Cameron was more length than girth, but Y/n was still satisfied. Precum leaked onto her fist as she slid her thumb along the slit, causing Cam's breath to hitch and his grip tighten on the sink. His almost white knuckles let Y/n know that she was doing good.

Her face inched closer to his cock as she licked his tip, almost warming him up for what was about to come (quite literally). Cameron cleared his throat before Y/n's tongue traced a vein on the underside of the man. Taking him whole in her mouth soon after. Nobody would've thought that Cameron would be as loud as he was, especially while getting sucked off in a small bathroom. He felt the rough, but warm and moist texture of the girl's tongue, running up and down his cock as she bobbed her head. "Ah fuck. You're so good... just for me?", Cameron praised as he looked down. "I just wish everyone could see how much of a good girl you are, huh?". Y/n felt her cunt throb at the sound of Cameron, moaning into his cock as she swirled her tongue around. "Fuck, Y/n. If I knew you were this fucking good, I would've met you earlier." Cameron's cock throbbed in the girls warm mouth, precum mixing with saliva. "Stop, stop , stop, stop.", Cam repeated. He grabbed a fist-full of Y/n's hair and pulled her head back. Her lips parted from his tip with a 'pop'. "I wanna feel you so fucking bad, Y/n."

Cameron grabbed her hips after she got up. Turning her around to face herself in the mirror, his hand hung loosely around her neck. "Look at how fucking pretty you are, huh? Can you watch yourself get fucked by me... can you do that?", Cam's voice was low and his hot breath resided on Y/n's neck as he spoke. She didn't answer, she couldn't. "Did you hear, Y/n? Can you do that just for me?", His rough hands snaked up her torso, unclipped her bra with ease. He grabbed the condom that resided in Y/n's bra and slid it on. As his hands met with her tits, he pinched her hardened nipples which earned a soft and breathy moan. "Uh huh. I can." Cameron gave one last kiss to her neck and made solid eye contact. He reached one hand around her hips and played with her clit, putting pressure on it now and then. He lined his tip up with her folds and slid it through her cunt a couple of times. Y/n leaned into Cam as she engulfed into his presence. She gave out a small yelp as he finally slid himself in. Warmth spread around Cam's cock as he groaned into it.

Y/n slowly started to move back and forth on his cock, feeling it throb and leak into her. As the man toyed with her clit, she was giving into the stimulation. Her pace quickening as all Cameron did was stand there with his hand on the girl. "Oh you're so fucking pretty. And I get you all to myself." He slid his hand back up to her neck and gave it a squeeze and he grinded into her. Y/n rubbed her swollen clit in order to get off a bit more, she was going absolutely feral and Cameron loved it. Moans and quick breaths bounced off of the tile walls and the two fucked and sucked on each other. The former drug making them go close to animalistic together. Moments passed and Y/n released. Cum squelched and made way around Cameron's cock as he was pleased with himself. Cumming in Y/n seconds after

"I NEED TO FUCKING PISS, CUNT", A familiar voice spoke out outside the bathroom door. Mason. "Hold on, Mase. I'm a bit busy", Cameron shouted out as Y/n was panicking. He quickly comforted the girl and helped her get dressed once again. Cam opened the door and led Y/n out by her hand, Mason being stunned at the sight. His mouth slightly agape as he stepped into the bathroom behind them. "You okay?", Cameron asked with concern. "Yeah, actually. I had a really good time.", The girl answered. "I wanted to ask you something, Y/n? Can I have your number? Just so we can hangout another time."

A/N: i'm tired and i didnt proofread. have fun mfs

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Miss You - GoodguyFitz/ Cameron McKay

March 19, 2022

Tw!

Cameron McKay x GN! Reader

Word Count : 1037

Category : Sad/Angst

Heaviness, sadness and guilt sat on your chest as you looked into the mirror of the bathroom. Looking at yourself you looked tired and honestly? You were. The vibration of your phone in your pocket had you snap out of the little zone-out you were in.

“Hey! I’m here, what apartment number are you?” You read. Walking out of the bathroom with one more glance at yourself you texted back.

“Be down in a sec.” You grabbed everything you’d think you needed for this date, a date mind you, you didn’t want to go to at all. Saying bye to your cat and giving her a quick kiss and pet you were on your way down to meet the mystery man your friend set you up with. With your heart aching each step closer to the man who stood outside holding flowers for you, you faked a smile. “Hey! Are you Y/n?” You nodded thanking him for the flowers. You gave a small sigh, one he clearly didn’t notice as he opened the door to the car and set way to the restaurant he was taking you to. You gave a smile at the flowers, reminding you of Cam but quickly shook the thought away. Your heart ached for him. Everything in your body did. You looked over to the man who’s name was Jacob and half-expected seeing him.

You knew you were being ridiculous. Hell, your friend had to set you up after almost two years of Cameron leaving. You couldn’t help it. The flashbacks, daydreams, dreams in general of you two being together again consumed you. His hand over yours as he drove, the flowers he would bring you to surprise you because he loved seeing your eyes go wide - truly not expecting it- his hums as he scratched your head as you two fell into a sleep, the knowing of him being there when you wake. You didn’t have it anymore. Now all you had was some visits here and there because it just hurt so much. You constantly felt like you were missing part of yourself.

You two got to the restaurant and he did everything he should’ve - made small talk, opened your door, smiled, made jokes- and you did the same. Fake it till you make it. Right? As you two ate and you looked down at your phone quickly just to check the time, someone approached your table.

“Y/n?” You looked up, heart dropping a bit at the familiarity of the voice.

“Eric.” You smiled, a lump in your throat as you looked up at him. He gave a small smile as he looked over at your date and back to you. “Right, this is Jacob, Jacob this is Eric, an old friend of mine.” You said standing up, Jacob did as well as he and Swagger both shook hands and said hello. Swagger smiled at you both. “I should go, Y/n, we need to hang out soon.” You nodded, you two stayed in contact, texting each other at least once a week but never meeting up. You two never really made plans, both being pretty busy. You gave each other tight hugs.

“I’m proud of you and I love you.” He whispered, rubbing his back and taking in his hug you gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “I’ll see you soon Eric.” He said bye to Jacob and with that the ache and guilt in your heart went down a bit. You explained to Jacob how you and Eric met. Not fully giving all the details of you and Cameron. Specifically the way you two ended, though you think he knows a bit from your friend who set you two up with the way he had sympathetic eyes when you’d finished up how you and Swagger met.

As the night ended you realized you two had a lot in common and planned more outings together. With time you two built a life together. The dreams and guilt of Cameron didn’t leave but did get less. On the day of what would’ve been you and Camerons 6 year anniversary together you canceled plans with Jacob. Not understanding why but that specific week your dreams and daydreams were just as bad as when Cameron first left. Of course he was always in your thoughts, but Jacob helped and he understood you and Cameron’s relationship, never getting upset at small outbursts when you just missed him.

As you brushed your teeth, you noticed how drained you looked. The week really took its toll on you. Spitting and rinsing your mouth you faced the mirror once more seeing Cameron behind you. Your heart sunk, as tears began flooding your eyes.

“Cam?” You asked, hands shaking. He smiled and looked at you sadly.

“Do you love him more than me?” Your heart broke as you shook your head no.

“I could never. You know that.” You responded as tears gushed down your cheeks. He gave a small kiss to your shoulder.

“I miss you and I love you. Wake up Y/n.” You turned around and when you did he was gone. Your chest got tight, “Y/n, wake up” you heard and suddenly you did. Jacob being next to you with his side lamp on. “Are you okay?” He asked as tears rolled down your cheeks. You shook your head as he pulled you into his chest.

“I miss him.” He nodded, giving a small peck to your forehead.

“Come on, put your coat on.” He replied. Not thinking straight you did and in the car you went, slowly dozing back to sleep. You woke again as Jacob shook you lightly. You woke up, eyes puffy from the tears as he took your hand and walked you through a familiar path. Though you couldn’t make out where you were, you knew where you were going. Left, right, straight and one more left. There you were greeted by Eric. “Y/n.” Looking back you saw Jacob give you a soft smile and nod. You walked up to Swagger as you both embraced each other. Tears falling down both your eyes as you both slowly went to the floor in front of him. There was the gravestone you visited every Wednesday morning.

“Cameron Mckay.

Son,friend, and lover.

Who will forever be missed and was loved by all.”

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[incorrect-bbs-misfits-au-quotes]

Fitz: I told you to stay put.

Swagger: Fitz, if I start listening to you now it’s going to throw off our whole dynamic.

[ohno-goddammit-haych]

is this a shock to anyone

[softbeanz]

Boys having a afro headed friend

Boys with and Afro headed friend

A/n - thank you for requesting! I did some “ research “ on this, ( since I myself don’t have an Afro ) and I hope it came out correct! ~

They love it

They absolutely love your afro

Weather it be big, medium or small

They just love it

It's just unique and beautiful and they are all just fascinated by it

Some of the boys ( like mason, toby and inutt ) like to fluff it around for fun

When you get out of the shower and lounge around the house they love watching it grow more and more dry

And when it becomes more and more dry, its given more volume

They get you any certain shampoos/conditioners/hair products that you may need

They also like watching you style it differently

It's not everyday they get to have a friend who has an afro, so they’ll constantly want to touch it.

[incorrect-misfits-quotes]

[Zuckles and McCreamy are sitting on a bench]

Fitz: Why do you guys look so sad?

Zuckles: Sit down with us so we can tell you.

[Fitz sits down]

McCreamy: The bench is freshly painted.