#gosh i get the feeling these guys dont like each other

[mullomohiam]

Inspired by this

[nihiltism]

wow they didn't lie that past 3am brain does think all my friends are avoiding me

[homestylehughes]

18.

pairing(s): jack hughes x fem!reader

summary: jack proposing to his girlfriend, the girl he knew he would marry since he was 18.

warning(s): absolutely none. pure fluff, and cuteness :)

word count: 1.4k

authors note: hi loves!! my inner directioner came out when writing this fic! this fic is loosely based off of 18 by one direction (I listened to FOUR, the album, the whole time while writing this. 11/10 would recommend). this was so much fun to write, it kinda gives me romcom, or romantic movies vibes? I love writing jack all soft and cute. I hope you guys enjoy, like and reblog if you do! I hope you are all happy and healthy. much love as always <3

“I have loved you since we were 18, long before we thought the same things.”

Ever since Jack laid eyes on yn at 18 he knew she'd be the person he'd spend the rest of his life with. Jack can remember the day he met her, like it was yesterday. He had just got drafted by the New Jersey Devils as the number one pick, which threw him into a new life of superstardom. 

In the midst of being the 1st overall draft pick, the Yankees invited him to a game, having one of the best seats in the stadium, he couldn't help but smile over the fact that this was now his life. As the fifth inning came to an end, Jack decided to make his way to the bathroom. As he walks through the busy crowd, weaving in and out of groups of people. Finally making it to the bathroom, doing his business before quickly heading out. 

As he walks out of the bathroom, his phone dings from a text, pulling his phone out of his pocket to see that it's from his mom. Just as he begins to type out a response, he feels himself bump into someone. bringing his head up to see the prettiest girl he's ever seen in all 18 years of his existence, with a hot dog smashed into her chest. He's so close to her that he can see the red and yellow stains from the ketchup and mustard littered across her white as snow Yankees jersey. 

“Oh my gosh” the girl says, her head hanging low as she looks at the hot dog stained jersey.

“Shit. I'm so sorry. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going.” jack embarrassingly  rambles out 

“It's..okay. It's nothing, it's just a jersey and hot dog. No biggie” she says, now looking at jack. 

“No it's a big deal, it's my fault. Here let me help you clean up.” Jack offers, as waves of guilt run through his veins.

“Are you sure? You don't have to, don't want to waste any more of your time.” the girl says

“If anyones wasting your time it's me, come over here” Jack says, taking the hot dog from her, throwing it in the trash, before turning around to look at her jersey. 

“It's pretty bad isn't it?” she asks him

“It is.. How about this, how about I buy you a new one?” 

“I can't accept that, it was an accident. Plus i dont your name.” the girl says, holding her ground as she looks directly in his eyes. 

Jack can't help but get lost in her eyes as they look at each other. 

“Yes you will, and my names jack.” flashing her smile before grabbing her hand

“Now come with me, we're going to go get you a new jersey and a hot dog, and anything else your heart desires, got it?” Jack says, briefly looking at the girl, who sends him a nod in approval. Turning back around, as he continues walking them through the crowd.

“Yn!” she says loudly behind him 

“What?” Jack asks, turning back around, confused by what she said to him.

“Yn, my name is Yn. Only fair if you know mine now” yn says with a small smile

“Well yn, what size jersey are you?” Jack asks, looking at yn, who has a slight smile on her face as she looks over all of the different jerseys.

“Umm..medium? Can I get the white one?” she asks 

“Of course” Jack sends her a smile as he talks to the worker, quickly getting the jersey for the girl. 

Sending the guy behind the counter a thank you, picking up the bad before handing it to yn.

“Jack..thank you so much” 

“You're very welcome, now on to a hotdog” he says with a smile

“Okat only on one condition.” she says

“And that is?”

“You let me buy them. I can't let you buy me anything else today.” yn says, looking at him sternly.

“Yes ma’am” 

“And so help me god if you get mayo on your hot dog, i will break down in tears.” 

“Mayo? On a hot dog?” he questions 

“Yes. it's sick and people actually do it.” she laughs 

“ well no, mayo on my hotdog for me” he smiles to her

“Good. That's what I like to hear,” she says, lifting her head up, sending him a smile before getting in line. 

Jack looks at her for a second, and in that moment he knew, hed just found the person he'd spend the rest of his life with. 

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“Quinn. I'm freaking out." Jack says as he paces on the dock.

“Jack calm down, she's going to say yes. Take a deep breath "Quinn says as soothing as he can, in an attempt to calm his brother's nerves.

“You don't know that” jack snaps at him 

“Yes I do, you guys have been inseparable for the last 5 years. You two are the same person, and can share the same brain cell. She will say yes.'' Quinn says. walking over to Jack, bringing him into a hug, hoping to help calm down.

Jack pulls back after a few moments, murmuring a soft thank you, before taking a deep breath, straightening his back before turning around to look out at the lake. The calm water seems to calm his nerves for a few moments. 

“She's on her way” quinn says, laying a hand on jacks shoulder giving it a squeeze before turning around heading off the dock, leaving jack alone with his thoughts. 

A few moments later he can hear the sound of the footsteps on the dock behind him, turning slightly to see her walking towards him in the prettiest white dress, the bottom of it flowing in the wind as she walks. 

“Hi, pretty girl” jack says while grabbing her hand pulling her to stand in front of him

“Hi” she says breathlessly like she'd been holding her breath the whole way here.

“I don't really know where to start but I'll start by doing this,” Jack says before slowly dropping down to one knee. Yns hands quickly move to cover her mouth, as she looks down at Jack with tears welling her eyes.

“Yn. you've been my rock, my best friend, my biggest supporter, and most importantly the love of my life for the last 5 years.” 

Yn lets out a choked sob that causes Jack to pause for a moment, to regain his breaths he can feel his eyes beginning to water, as he continues.

“I knew you would be the person I'd spend the rest of my life with the moment I crashed into you, spreading mustard and ketchup all over you. Even at that moment I thought you were the prettiest girl I'd ever seen. Thank you for always making me feel seen and loved, I wouldn't have been able to do any of this without you. I love you, and I promise I'll love you forever, until my heart gives out. So would you do the greatest honor of being my wife?” 

“Yes. yes. A million times yes, jack.” she says as she struggles to hold back her tears as she launches herself onto jack. The both of them wrapped in each other's embrace, tears of joy falling from both of their eyes. 

Jack pulls back enough to slide the perfectly cut, sized ring onto her hand. the ring going on perfectly, as if it was the last piece of the puzzle, laying perfectly on her hand. 

“Jack it's beautiful” yn beams at him, tears still falling, hitting her cheeks like raindrops on a window. 

“Not as beautiful as you” Jack says, bringing his fingers under her cheeks wiping them away. 

“I love you” she says 

“I've loved you since we were 18, '' Jack says softly before pulling her into a kiss. 

“I wanna love like you made me feel, When we were eighteen”

[paiges-1vur]

hey loves! heres another pazzi fic for you guys because i know you love pazzi fics as much as i do. <3 🏀🌌👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

“mm.. your not going anywhere. get back here” paige mumbled into azzis shoulder as she tightened her grip on her waist, pulling the girl towards herself.

“paige i have to get up i told you. i havent texted my parents all night, they are gonna think you kidnapped me,” the brunette jokes, giggling slightly. “paige- oh my gosh” the brunette says trying not to laugh, while also being slightly irritated that she cannot get up. she eventually gives into the blondes touch, smiling. “dont worry paigey im right here. not going anywhere.”

the two girls have been friends, teammates, and practically sisters for the past three years. they had both felt feelings for each other ever since they got closer, when paige was a senior in highschool. although they felt this way, they never told anyone except those who were very close to them. family, friends, and teammates were all very supportive but the girls didnt want to tell the media just yet. they liked keeping what they had special, and they didnt want the media to twist anything, their relationship was perfect the way it was.

“you better not,” paige mumbles. her voice is husky and low. “you know i miss you like a bitch when your not visiting right? i need all the azzi time i can get.” she says pulling the girl even closer to herself, earning a giggle from the brunette. “and you better come to Uconn, or else…” paige threatens azzi, jokingly.

“oh yea?” azzi asks smirking to herself. “and what would you do if i didnt commit next year..?” the older blonde gets clearly upset at the idea of being without the brunette and her demeanor quickly changes. before she knows it, azzi is being flipped over onto her back. paige hovers over her, smiling down at her. “take it back..” she taunts azzi.

“wha- paige” she says starting to laugh, “i was just joking i promise its not that serious.” she tries to escape from under paige to lie back down but only gets denied when paige grabs her wrists and pins them above her head. “hmmm” she says leaning into azzis ear. “i didnt like that joke, it wasnt very funny..”

“i-” azzi swallows. “i was just kidding paige..i-i already said that.”

“and i heard you the first time baby..” paige says leaning down to leave a trail of kisses down her jawline. “so i said take it back..” slowly her kisses move down to her neck. azzi throws her head back, allowing paige more access to her neck. paige lets out a low laugh at this, starting to leave little bites and marks all over her neck.

“it.. was just a joke. im not going to take it back” azzi doesnt budge. she doesnt understand why all of a sudden paige got so worked up, but shes not complaining. it was rare paige had her dorm to herself, but tonight was special. azzi loved cuddling, but she was secretly hoping that something different would happen tonight…

paige kept placing kisses and love bites on her neck, driving azzi wild. she took a hand and snuck it just under azzis sweatshirt, placing it just above the waistband of azzis sweats.. well technically paiges sweats. “paige-”

paige immediately stopped and looked up at azzi. “yes baby?” she was concerned about why azzi stopped her. did she want her to stop? maybe she wasn’t in the mood anymore, which would have been totally fine with paige, but that wasnt the case.

“i love you.” is all she said before putting her head back down on the pillow. paige smiled and broke the waistband of azzis sweats with her middle finger and ring finger. “i love you too baby.. just lay back for me”

sorry this is so short loves. congrats if you read all the way through, and any interaction is appreciated <3 please dont be shy to drop reqs in my anon, or message me! of course also dont be shy to be “too specific” i want to make you guys as happy as i can with my writing. tips also appreciated always

[st6rrrs]

DONT BE LATE | PROFESSER TOM RIDDLE

please enjoy!! do not copy, steal, or use any of my work :))

SUMMARY: y/n is failing professor riddles class so she goes to "speak" with him after class

WARNINGS: SMUT, dub con, Sub!Reader, Dom!tom, Manipulation, Begging, Spitting, choking, fingering, virgin reader, age gap

MINORS DNI!!!

CHARACTERS: Slytherin reader x professer riddle

A/n: this might be confusing but bare with it, reader is 16!!!

you had recently been failing professor riddles class so he had asked you to stay behind so you guys could have a little "chat" about extra credit and other things... as he described it. you were currently on the way to his classroom, it was 8:30 at night, he said this was the only time he wasn't busy.

you were still in your school uniform cause you didn't have time to change out of them you knocked on his classroom door, it immediately opened like he was waiting there for you. "your 30 minutes late y/n." he said looking at you in the eyes which instantly makes you nervous each time "i-im sorry professer, i-i lost track of time" you said while stuttering

he smirks and move to the side so you can enter the room.

it was weird being in the classroom at night, it was quiet and empty "take a sit ms. L/n" he says while taking a sit at his desk. you do the same but on the other side of the desk

"as you know you are failing this class y/n" "im very disappointed in you"

you look down

he then gets up and walks over to the other side of the desk your sitting on hovering over you.

"i-im sorry i-i just b-been" he stopped you before you could finish your sentence by putting his finger to your lips shushing you. you looked up at him confused

"i dont care for your excuses y/n. now get up" he demanded

you looked up at him confused but did it anyway

"now bend over the desk for me"

you looked at him in horror. you were his student and he was your professor

many of the girls in Hogwarts had a crush on professor riddle, i mean come on he was in his mid 20s, handsome, and tall with pale skin, jet black hair, and dark brown eyes.

you had to admit he was quite handsome but this was wrong...

"w-what?"

"dont make me repeat myself" he said with a stern look

"no!, wha- thats disgusting"

you stormed past him towards the door but he grabs your arm, pulls you back, and slams you onto his desk face first

"i told you i dont like repeating myself"

"oww get off of me" you groaned

he lifts up your uniform skirt and pulls down your underwear admiring the view

"p-professor stop" you begged

"keep begging, i like it when they do that"

he spit on his finger and sticks it in you going in and out. you were a moaning mess

"gosh your so tight" "are you a virgin?" he asked while sticking another finger into you

you were a whimpering mess you couldn't even answer his question.

he suddenly pulls his fingers out, you groan loudly "answer the question and i will continue"

"i- uh yea." you said nervously

he then flips you over on your back, takes his belt off, he pulls his pants down then his boxers

your eyes widened at the length of his cock it was probably 7 maybe 8 inches and it wasn't just long it was thick too

"uh professor, that isn't g-gonna fit" you said with fearful eyes

he laughed.

he jerked his length off then lined himself up with your slit and then began to push the tip in

you whimpered and tried to push him off but he kept pushing in

"relax."

he pushed all the way in without warning. you yelped out in pain "shut up." he then stars thrusting into you slowly, you could feel the tip of his dick hitting your g-spot he then starts to speed up. "profesor" you whimpered he then takes it out and pushes it all the way in. you let out a pornography moan you didn't know you could do. you start to feel that feeling in your stomach that your friends always tell you about. "yea you like that slut" he groaned as he came, you soon came right after him he then pulled out and put his boxers and pants back on

you pulled your underwear back up your shaky legs and grabbed your stuff so you could leave. he grabbed your arm

"tomorrow 8:00pm dont be late."

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

charlie stealing the wings off adam's corpse for herself and vaggie thinks that's hot AU, blame @a-cold-day-in-pentagram-city for this not me

the cannibals eat the rest of the first dude but dont wanna deal with plucking out feathers so charlie and vaggie scoop up all the wings left over from the dead angels in their front yard, shoving them in a side room of the new hotel

after a bit charlie's like "Should we.... send his wings BACK up there? For burial or something???" and vaggie's like "We could I guess." and charlie's already stroking the wings "Kinda pretty aren't they? When he's not wearing them anyway." which makes vaggie actually look at the wings charlie's petting and go "You know. They ARE kinda the same gold color as your hair...." and they both stare at the wings, and at each other,

and then charlie's in front of a full length mirror checking herself out as Vaggie holds the wings up behind her and they're giggling a little bc really this is so SO morbidly disrespectfully silly but DAMN does charlie look gooooooood with her mom's ex's fancy wings- in fact she looks so good and feels so smug about it that her and vaggie get a little distracted and

charlie drags her dad aside the next morning "Dad I need wings it's important don't ask why but can you please help please" and shapeshifer luicfer's delighted like "OH YOU ENJOY CHANGING YOUR LIVING FLESH VESSEL TOO?? GOSH GOLLY THIS IS ANOTHER PERFECT FATHER DAUGHTER BONDING MOMENT!!!" charlie stops him right there "Dad no I don't want to grow the wings myself there's already a specific pair I want" which has lucifer doing the supportive but confused "??? Okay char-char? What... what wings did you had in m-" charlie holds up the limp wings of her mom's ex / her girlfriend's shitty ex employer "These ones. Don't ask." - "Wh.. why those ones-" - "DAD PLEASE I SAID DON'T ASK."

he doesn't ask. he tries not to think about it either. after all it's a fun chaotic creation request from his daughter and tbh the idea of her having rubber ducky colored wings is very cuuuute to him so it's pretty easy not to think any further past it than that

until he sees a thrilled charlie on her way, leaping and almost crashing out the nearest window before her angel gf swoops in to catch her. seeing chaggie together reminds lucifer of him and lilith, like always, and he sighs in wistful happiness, like always- until he freezes in a cold terror, shaken to the core by the sudden knowledge that he might someday have to explain to his estrange wife why their daughter is flying around on the wings of the dead guy his wife rejected once and who sent murder angels down to kill their people every year for funsies

... on second thought, lilith might be the MOST excited about that of anyone. Or, almost anyone, if the emotionally scaring sounds of chaggie fliting mid air are anything to go by

[kamii-2]

KK FIC WHERE HER SND READER GET A DOG AND THEY GET INTO A PLAYFUL ARGUMENT BC KK WANTED TO NAME THE DOG TRU FU

the dog looks a different color in one of the pics but let’s just act like it’s bc of the lighting (it probably actually is from the lighting 😭) also act like the dog is a boy bc i couldn’t find any pics that looked similar that the dog wasn’t a different gender in each pic. also idk how to do realistic comments so i gave up, i tried it on the app and it looked like booty and on here i dont know how to do it 🥸

warning(s): cussing

genre: fluff

pairing(s): kk arnold x reader

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“kk we should get a dog.” you said randomly as you were on face book looking at pitbull puppies for sale. “oh my gosh, yes we should.” she gasped while looking over at your phone and seeing the adorable little puppies. she grabbed your phone and looked at the facebook post closely, looking at all of the little puppies, “this one is so cute!” she yelled while turning the phone to you, it was a grey boy with white on his chest and he had the cutest little blue eyes, “oh my gosh kk we need that one like now!” you gasped while getting excited. “i’m texting the lady right now and i’ll let you know what she says.” you told kk, she nodded in response.

since it was late at night, you guys went to bed a little bit after and when you woke up you checked your phone and seen that the lady had responded 15 minutes before you woke up. “kk wake up.” you nudged her, “what.” she replied with her face in the pillow, “the lady said we can come get the puppy at 2 and it’s 10:30 so we need to get up and get ready because it’s a 2 hour drive.” kk nodded and turned over on her back, getting up and headed to the bathroom while you went to the your closet to find some clothes to wear after your shower. at 11:50 you both got in the car, you set up the gps and you two were on your way to get your new baby.

-

when you reached the destination, you were in and out, she gave you the dog and you cashapped her the money. kk was so happy and asked you to drive so she could hold the puppy. “what are we gonna name him?” kk asked while hugging him. “i don’t know.” you said while shrugging and pulling into the nearest pet store. you two got out and went inside to get all of the necessary supplies. you bought him a small bed, small kennel you’ll use until he’s trained, puppy pads, toys, puppy food, and whatever else you needed. the ride home was full of kk squealing, the puppy snoring while he sleeps, and both of you laughing.

-

the second you posted your instagram post, kayla texted you asking to come over and see the new puppy, you obviously said yes and somehow you ended up with the entire team at your apartment. the puppy was loving all off attention he was getting, licking people and getting excited when someone pet him.

“so what’s his name?” caroline questioned while petting the small dog, playing with his paws as well. “uh.” you replied while look at kk, she was already looking at you. “tru fru-” “no.” you quickly cut her off. “why.” she whined, dragging the ‘y’ out. “he doesn’t have a name and his name will not be tru fru.” you said while trying to think of other names for him besides the ridiculous one kk chose. “you guys should name lloyd because it means grey in welsh.” morgan suggested, “wait that’s literally perfect because of lloyd the musician too.” you gasped while shaking kk, “who the fuck is lloyd?” she asked, “are you dumb?” your eyes brows furrowed while dropping your hands off her shoulders, “oh wait it’s the guy who made all those freaky songs.” kk said while gasping and suddenly agree to it.

-

after everyone went home you two went to bed and the puppy slept with you, right in the middle. the night was peaceful, sleeping in the bed with the puppy made you two feel complete, like he was your child.

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sorry it’s kinda short but i wanted to get something out. i hope you guys enjoyed it and i hope you have a good day/night, love you 💋💋

[bloodweep]

Gods I fucking love Clay too, he’s so awkward, he made me cringe so hard, this motherfucker (extremely affectionate)

I headcanons the trolls to be actual human heights and everyone else giants respectively.

With that being said I headcanon Clay being the tallest and resting at 6’2

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⇢ ˗ˏˋ First time meeting ࿐ྂ

‗ ❍ Meeting Clay wouldn’t be any different than meeting someone else - he’s kind, respectful, introduces himself and is overall polite

‗ ❍ he doesn’t really open up all that much but he clearly approves of you right off the bat

‗ ❍ definitely a hugger, right after introducing himself he will drag you into a hug - this is mainly influenced by Poppy and her aggressive nature to hug someone when she’s overwhelmed, it kind of just stuck

‗ ❍ most definitely the best hugger too, fully into it, one hand cradling the back of your head, the other hand wrapped around your waist to hold you flush to him, his head resting on the top of yours, his cute ears wiggling softly; his tail wagging

‗ ❍ his tail rests at his heels, not exactly dragging on the floor like JD’s or Bruce, but it’s nearly there

‗ ❍ he’s very polite with it too, making sure it never brushes against you or getting in your way when it’s moving

‗ ❍ gosh he has this stupid biggest smile when he sees you again, but it’s closed lipped

‗ ❍ he’s self conscious about his fangs, particularly because the fellow trolls he was with were terrified of the sharp and jagged teeth of the Bergens and it stuck with him to keep them covered

‗ ❍ ugh he slouches to reach your height too, his ears perked forwards to catch all of yours no matter what they are

‗ ❍ enjoys the fact you listen to the books he is currently reading - totally is ecstatic to know you’ll join his sad book club and cry and hug with him

‗ ❍ he most certainly gives you the most awestruck look every time he sees you; he appreciates the fact you aren’t forcing him to be fun, or try to relive his past

‗ ❍ he may be closer to his brothers now, not fully at least, but he still struggles from the image of being “the fun one” and he doesn’t want people to still see him just as the fun one

‗ ❍ gets really excited to show you how to dance like him - this will be in private though, he wants to solely be focused on you and what he’s showing you without others watching - he’s sell struggling you know?

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Him Crushing on you ࿐ྂ

‗ ❍ definitely a meet cute situation from the start

‗ ❍ in my personal opinion he would recognize his feelings for you rather quickly, not being oblivious like the stereotypical smart kid not realizing his feelings

‗ ❍ he would be so soft to you, lifting his hand in a little wave each time his eyes landed on you, dragging you into a hug

‗ ❍ he would still cover his fangs though, his claws always filed down to appear the less threatening as he could, he understood his height alone can be a major contributor to the apex predator look he must give off - big dumbie

‗ ❍ his hugs would start to feel a bit more personal, both his arms wrapping around your waist, tugging you in as he buried his nose into you air

‗ ❍ he was such an incredible sense of smell, he would inhale your scent for however long you allowed the hug to last

‗ ❍ that damn tail wagging hard behind him

‗ ❍ he would be subtle about his feelings for you at first, allowing his tail to brush against you whenever you were close, your leg, thigh, hand

‗ ❍ gosh he would even allow you to brush the tuff of fur at the end, his eyes closing as he enjoyed your delicate fingers in his fur

‗ ❍ i dont think he could ever show his anger to you, not in any sense his brothers have seen, eventually he would get fed up and tell you about him liking you since his subtle advances didnt do it

‗ ❍ when you guys do get together, he would pull you into a tight hug, a big smile on his face before lifting your hand and pressing a kiss to the palm of your hand - here he would press his fangs into your skin there, letting you get a hint of them before respectfully covering them back up with another tender kiss

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Getting together with him ࿐ྂ

‗ ❍ the first date with him would be a quiet one, sharing a dinner at his personal Pod

‗ ❍ i know his food is so fucking good and presented so nicely

‗ ❍ after dinner he would just love to sit on the couch with you, talking about whatever and everything, each thing you mention he will remember

‗ ❍ he would walk you back to your pod, kissing your knuckles goodnight his hand holding yours the other gripping your wrist ever so softly, keeping you there for a bit- this is way to sniff your scent, grounding himself

‗ ❍ in an almost teasing way he would present his fangs to your knuckles gently, sighing in near peace to feel some pressure being relied as your skin pressed into his fangs

‗ ❍ he then would bid you a goodnight

‗ ❍ it would take him about 5 more dates before he gently cupped your cheeks and kissing you, mindful to never go beyond a peck, his fangs never ever present during this time

‗ ❍ UGH he would slow dance with you at any given time he could, singing softly to you while your head rested against his chest, he would be the fucking sweetest

‗ ❍ always bringing you sweets, flowers and little gifts when you meet up, he just loved watching you light up from the gifts

‗ ❍ gosh when you first sleep over together would be magical - singing, dancing, movies, food, everything - he wouldnt share his bed just yet, but he would make the biggest pillow fort in the living room and cuddle all night

‗ ❍ hes so attentive about you, making sure to know everything, making sure to never bring up the things you dislike, making sure any foods you dont like - even if he liked it- was out of his pantry

‗ ❍ he wouldnt try to kiss you during the sleep overs though, didnt want to ruin the fun you were having - these sleepovers usually tend to last longer than one night but never pass four.

‗ ❍ at the end of sleepover he would bring you to your pod, holding all your stuff and gently putting them down on the couch when instructed.

‗ ❍ when you would walk him out he would pause, unsure what to do before grabbing your face and dragging you in

‗ ❍ this kiss would be the most aggressive hes ever given you, having you pressed against your door, caging you in his fangs pressing into your lip, he need to feel it

‗ ❍ this would end up with both of you gripping each other, panting and kissing, his hands would be firm around your hips, making sure you couldnt pull away

‗ ❍ he only would stop once you touched his fangs with your tongue, pulling back and panting, pressing soft kissing into your cheeks and forehead, before bidding you a goodnight with one last soft kiss on the lips before walking off

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Random things ࿐ྂ

‗ ❍ will definitely read any book you bring up, always showing any interest he could about your interests - though he would definitely rather read sad books

‗ ❍ obsessed with kiwi

‗ ❍ his favorite book is I Deserve a Better Goodbye !! hes so into his feelings

‗ ❍ will probably never be comfortable with his claws and fangs due to the trauma he endured during the run and the put put trolls being terrified that it resembled the Bergens

‗ ❍ has so many plants in his home, even grows your favorite plants and flowers so he can gift them to you

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I’ll get to the nsfw headcanons soon! I haven’t thought about them so I’m kind of lost what to do

I JUST LOVE THIS LANKY MAN

[hxrsheykisses]

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ABOUT ME !!

I am a writer who loves to make sure that my readers are happy with each chapter I post. I love making others happy because it always ends up with me being happy as well! Whenever I post a new chapter to a fic or post something on here for you guys, it just makes me feel whole!

You can call me many names such as Bri/Kissy/Hershey! I don’t care, I just like the thought of people calling me that for whatever reason!

I do take requests! So if you guys ever have a request for me then I will be happy to do so! It doesn’t matter to me how many times you request because why should I care? Keep them coming PLSSSS! However, if you do wish to send in requests then make sure you read the rules for that in this post so that we can both be on the same page!

I don’t care if you inbox me or dm me. I love you guys and once you follow me, you are automatically my friend. I don’t care if I known you for 2 minutes, you are now my friend and we will be talking🙏

For those who came from my ao3 account—first, HAIIIII!!! Second, this blog is mainly Eltingville Club crap because we are STARVING. The fandom is small and when a fandom is small we have to fend for ourselves and work together like a squad. If you know the struggle then you’ll understand the pain and suffering. Am I still pissed that the pilot never got picked up? Yes. Yes I am.

Please don’t be scared of me guys. I know i’m pretty gosh darn famous underneath the Eltingville tags on Ao3 (🌚) but please come out of your shell🥺 (I’m lowkey kinda scared of you guys too)

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Please don’t be weird. Like, don’t be weird as in problematic weird. I love me some “weird”people who have a shit tom of OCS, self ships, and all of the above cause I eat it up everytime. ALL. DAY. LONG. If you legit DM me a whole OC lore rundown, I’ll most definitely hype you up the whole time cause the lore drop is lowkey fire and is burning down Joe’s comic shop🙏

Guys, we don’t bully here… I know how saddening it can be to be in a fandom where it’s mostly crickets besides from the heinous crap you scramble by online but let’s not allow it to get to our brains. We are ALL in a hassle for Eltingville Club shit and we need to stick together. Teamwork makes the dreamwork.

Please spam like my shit. Please. If you don’t then I’ll ghost my fic on Ao3….dont make me do it /j

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If you want smut, then automatically it will be the epilogue time setting. I do NOT know how old these weirdos are at the beginning and I am NOT taking any chances. This is genuinely my worse nightmare so guys please inform me if I should go with this or not, cause i’m lowkey scurred, remember, we MUST stick together and we have to help each other out🙏🙏 PS, I know i’m a minor but guys…let’s be for real. Also…uhhh, if i do. smut or something suggestive…erm, most of the time the reader will be leading cause I actually don’t know how to make the reader not be in control. Like im talking about FULL control whenever I do this. Sorry guys💔🙏

If you have the NERVE to rush me to get your request done there are two things that could happen to you. One, I will purposely take longer to make your request as a vengeance🌚 or I’ll just get rid of your request and proceed with my day

If you couldn’t tell from the “About Me” section of this post—YES. YES I DO TAKE REQUESTS FOR OCS AND SELF SHIPS. YES. Send them in along with some important information about them (Personality, interests, appearance, and their relationship with so & so) so I can get to WORK

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I’ll try to make a link to all of the Appreciation Inboxes you guys send me because those are genuinely so sweet and I want everyone to see them (if you want yours to be private then just DM me instead!) AUAUAUAU♥️

There will be some posts dedicated to my fic on AO3 (headcanons, oneshots, drabbles, etc) because it’s always nice to have some small extra stuff that doesn’t follow the storyline exactly, just some cute stuff. The link for the fic will be on this pinned post at the very end!

Welp, that’s all that I got for now! Thank you so much for reading this and sticking with me, I hope to see you guys soon while I start to fill this blog with endless Eltingville content. Drink and eat regular and take good care of yourself because YOU matter! Love you!💋♥️♥️

[elainsgirl]

no cause im tired of everything.

I'm sick of people talking about gwyn like shes the most important character ever. like yall don't actually care about her. they only like her cause shes involved with a batboy which is ridiculous. ("pro gwyneth" like be so fr... we barely know anything about her??? Like I like gwyn but stop making stuff up about her and saying shes saving the world.) that girl didn't show any romantic feelings towards him, so stop forcing it. (not to mention they never talk about emerie... interesting)

why is azriel getting shipped with everyone?? "gwyn is azriel's mate!" "no, its eris" "no, its bryce" "no, its mor" "no, its rhys dead sister" I LAUGH SO HARD AT THESE CAUSE WHERE ARE YOU GETTING THIS FROM???? I bet if azriel breathes next to anyone, they will automatically assume its his mate! leave the guy alone, my gosh.

"his shadows hate elain" just shut up. like fr.

"elain can go to the spring court and be with tamlin while az gets with gwyn and lucien gets with vassa" BAHAHAHAHAH. bro i cant even say anything to this because its ridiculous.

"if az finds his real mate, he will leave elain in a hurry" BRO. why do you guys think this man world revolves around wanting a mate so badly???? yall think so low of him its weird. if he wanted a mate oh so badly... he wouldnt go for elain! get that in your dumb heads!

now with the bonus chapter (elain and az part) im iffy about it. its good at the start but rhys and az argument gave me the ick but I understand what he meant either way. I can see why people didnt like azriel here. but to call him entitled is just WILD! he wasnt wrong questioning the cauldron. like why is he having all these mate behaviors towards elain when she has a mate??? I'd question the cauldron, too. feyre was so real when she said "why not make them mates" because they lowk fit no matter what anyone says.

now this was really irks me. "3 brothers and 3 sisters is so cliche" cliche??? bestie- do you see what we are reading??? the answer to the riddle was "love" out of all things. shut up with that dumb excuse. we have never seen 3 brothers and 3 sisters yet- well I havent. im pretty sure most of you havent either. if you read the BOOKS, you will understand that sjm uses the word 3 a lot. this is just common sense, people love to twist stuff.

Now dont get me wrong, I'll go for elucien or elriel. I dont care. but these gwynriels made me dislike az and gwyn together. like I used to go along with it but now they force it so badly "READ THE BONUS CHAPTER" "DID YOU READ THE BONUS CHAPTER" "maKe suRe yOu rEad iT cArEfuLly" "he chuckled with her" "they glance at eachother" "az and gwyn are going to save the world together" "i hope nesta, emerie, gwyn and az leave and make their own court" < (I fr saw someone say something like this) sister... I literally cringe! just please stop.

btw elriels gwyn isnt evil. stop saying that.

im so sorry for this rant. it just had to be said.

lmfao the need to vent is so real. This fandom TESTS your patience at times.

I think one of my biggest annoyances with Gwynriel is the fact that Gwyn doesn’t even like Azriel that way. Instead of focusing on how far she’s come, her accomplishments etc everything seems to go back to Azriel. If you ever truly look At gwynriel theories and headcanons the focus is always on Az and Gwyn doesn’t have much of a story by herself, she doesn’t lead a story. She is a follower/tag along. I will always say this again and again: If she was that important to the point of having anything to do with the prisons, trove, TT/Gwydion she would have been introduced earlier on in the series. It’s that simple. She has nothing to do w the prison, Koshei or even the daggers/made objects. Everything about gwynriel is forced - from Gwyn and Az having feelings for each other to their plot. Barely anything of that ship makes sense when you truly start to unravel it.

Az is getting shipped with everyone except who he truly wants and thats just comical. I guarantee you, If Az interacted with any other woman - gwynriel shippers would split so fast and some will start shipping him with the new woman.

“His shadows hate elain” … why were they ready to strike Nesta all because she insulted elain? They also speak so can’t they literally just tell Az “hey man, we dont like elain”. Then part of this claim comes from the fact Elain made his shadows skitter which is something Az does himself.

I so want Elain to go to Spring and mention how she finds it stiffling/claustrophobic. Elain going to spring to live there is ignoring everything about her character and only focusing on the fact she likes flowers and by their own logic, Nesta should go to Day and Feyre to a more artistic court.

If Az soley wanted a mate and was so desperate for one - why on earth is he pining for someone WITH A MATE. It literally defeats the purpose of him getting a mate. Also its such a stilt to his character for him to want a mate and then get one. It doesn’t allow character growth and makes the idea of “mates” seem as a prize instead of this romantic connection. If he wanted a mate so badly, this man would be going after women with no mates. Not one that has a mate. The logic behind this arguement is so stupid,

Azriel’s bonus to me parallels Feyre’s whole scene where she questioned the cauldron because of Azriel. It was Sjms way of bringing it back and reminding us of it. Telling us “look! Another character is doubting elucien’s bond! Why is Az questioning the cauldron” etc. The only part of Azriel’s bonus where I got the ick aside from his and gwyns’ awkward conversation- is when he said Lucien doesn’t deserve Elain. I get where that statement was coming from but he isn’t someone to decide who deserves who. This is what doesn’t make sense: antis call Az entitled for simply WONDERING why Elain was given to Lucien, he hs made no move to break elucien up. He hs not forced anything onto Elain. He doesn’t dictate or control her interactions with Lucien, the fact he hadn’t planned a future for them either all show he is far from acting entitled. But eluciens needed a way to make Az seem bad and lucien better hence why latched onto this argument when it doesn’t make sense given what we know about Azriels character, his thoughts, actions and what he said in the bonus.

“3 sisters and 3 brothers is cliche” whilst reading a romantasy series ( a genre filled with repetitive cliches) by an author who claims to be the queen of cliches. Every single fated mates ending up together? Cliche. Omg the trainer and his trainee fell in love? How unique. Its not like that is also a popular trope. I cannot give you any book/s in which 3 sisters end w 3 brothers, I however can pull out multiple books with the fated mates/warriors/trainerxtrainee tropes.

Too bad. Mass loves the IC - There is no reason why Nesta/valkryies and Az would go to another court. Wait - but the night court is Azriels home. Its where he belongs, unlike Elain who has to leave…but now they want Az to leave too? One thing you can trust antis to do is be consistent with their inconsistencies. Honestly, I was open to the idea of gwynriel but genuinely none of their theories or HCs make sense. In a general sense gwynriel is a good ship sure but you can generally ship any two characters together from the series. It doesn’t mean it’s happening & they’ll be endgame.

Gwyn definitely isn’t evil. However I do think she has the potential to become morally grey which im all here for.

[keithbutgay]

vat7k headcanons?

oh my gosh my time has come (you will probably regret this)

so first off imma reference my like three other posts i've made on the topic because i'm a nerd

starting with lgbt+ headcanons-

hugo is genderfluid and likes men i don't make the rules (he/she/they)

i am very much a trans varian truther. in my mind they use he/they pronouns and is also very biromantic

transing nuru's gender too- i love transfemme nuru (she/her) and also she's a lesbian definitely

yong gets the aroace nonbinary treatment

okay moving on to headcanons about languages-

its canon that varian speaks like three languages but i headcanon that he is fluent in coronan, saporian, and is learning the dark kingdom's language

hugo definitely knows so many languages because he gets around. i like to think he's fluent in ingvarran, coronan and bayangoran

i love the idea that yong is still learning coronan and that hugo sometimes has to translate for him or they repeat things for him sometimes because varian talks too fast or they use an unfamiliar word or like accents trip him up

on a seperate note in my mind coronan is german, bayangoran is mandarin, ingvarran is farsi (based on this post)

one of my favorite possible vat7k storylines is when hugo finds out about varian's past and i love the idea that he found out because of a wanted poster they found- perfect angst potential. on that note, i also believe that the rest of them would have heard about varian (the alchemist) when he was still wanted for example

hugo would have been told about him from donella, whether he was always told to be better and be like varian, or that he admired varian and thought he was really cool and dreamed of working with him

nuru had heard about him through horror stories about the kidnapping and attempted murder of the royal family. she most likely would have been scared of varian when she found out, not trusting him not to hurt her

i honestly think yong wouldn't understand. i don't think his parents would have told him if they even knew, and he would have been like seven at the time, so

hugo was varian's bi awakening except not really. he had liked guys before that but hadn't realized that was what he was feeling

they definitely met cass while on their adventures and she definitely had a girlfriend

ruddiger and prometheus hate each other

hugo is extremely jealous of ruddiger as well. ah yes him, his boyfriend, and his boyfriend's raccoon that's taking up all his attention

firmly believing in hugo showing up one day with period products because he might be a loser but he's not a jerk and nuru not knowing how to tell him she's trans while varian (also not out) comes up and just takes the pads being like 'thanks i needed these'

varigo-

t4t obviously

also they're both neurodivergent i dont make the rules

they hate each other but like not

like in the sense that, if they were asked if they liked each other, they would be like ew gross no i hate this man

and then at the end of the conversation varian kisses hugo on the cheek and is just like see you at home babe and everyone is like w h a t

they argue nonstop, to the point of being violent, and then someone changes the subject and hugo's in varian's lap

obsessed with that one au where they were in prison together

also obsessed with hugo dropping the piano on eugene's head

this entire post

might add to this later but here you go have fun!

[rambosgirl]

how would rambo say "I love you" for the first time?

sorry for so many asks its just that you capture rambo so well and I simply cannot get enough and I strongly believe John would be the first to say it although cannot imagine in what context thx for your time ilysm 💚

oh my goodess don't ever apologize for sending in your amazing ideas!! there are so many great ways to answer this, im so giddy thinking about it EEEE I also think John would say it first its just IN WHAT SITUATION

I think no matter what situation it is, he would spend so much time beforehand thinking about it, coming to terms with what he feels for you. but when the moment comes, he doesn't give you any fluff, no big speech. He's a man of few words. So he'd probably just say it simply. Or if he's in a stressful situation, he might say it a little louder, not yelling, but kinda saying it with urgency, ya feel?

anyway, canon-typical violence warning for this one

Scenario 1: after John has settled down, you guys meet and become friends, then as you grow closer the Feeings™ come in and you get together, and after a while he can finally feel safe enough with you to allow himself to love you. He has his reservations, mostly because he deems himself 'unworthy of love' (poor bby) but as more time passes he heals and comes to realize that's not true and that he is loved by you, even though you haven't said it out loud yet, your actions (a man of actions, he is) speak volumes about how you feel, and they've said nothing but complete love. Anyway as he thinks about it morehe realizes its the kind of love he now can't live without, and he wants to spend the rest of his life with you, so one night as you two were playing a board game, you got competitive (as you always do, but its in a nontoxic, cutsey kinda way) and he sees that beautiful spark in you that drew him in in the first place and he can't help but smile and say "I love you." It was spur of the moment, something he thought about a lot recently but didn't really plan to say right then. The moment he said it out loud, he knew it was true. You went silent, his confession taking you for surprise, so he said it again, even more sure of himself this time. "I love you. I want to spend my life with you," he says simply. A beat goes by before you respond. "I love you too. I dream of spending my life with you, John." AAAH you guys are so cute!!!

Scenario 2: for some reason he's supposed to train you for a mission or something, and yall get CLOSE AND PERSONAL when he's showing you some hand to hand stuff like - AAAAAH anyway that's when you both realize you're attracted to each other, but not in love. That comes when the mission comes closer and you guys are not only training, but connecting and having fun together (a rarity in times like this) and the night before the mission he can't sleep bc he's super worried about you and that's when he has this realization that he's in love with you and he's worried something will happen to you. When the mission happens you get caught and he goes back to save you because he can't let them hurt the newfound love of his life and he's SUPER mad so he gos on a classic rambo mission like in the movies, and he finds you. He's soooo relieved to see you're mostly unharmed but he's still running on adrenaline, so he kinda blurts it out a little rough and loud - "I love you." and then you look at him for a sec in shock but like you're pining for him too so you responded in the same way - "I love you too." But yall are in the middle of enemy territory so you gotta skedaddle out of there.

Oh my gosh I just thought of something!! yk that scene in that one Pirates of the Caribbean movie where Will and Elizabeth get married in the middle of a battle?? Like imagine something like this where yall are fighting for your lives side by side and you're already in a relationship and like have talked about getting married but you dont know if you'll make it out of this, so you turn to trautman or something (lets pretend he can officiate marriages for this) and yell over the battle "Trautman!! Marry us!" obvs he responds with "Now??" and both you and John yell back "YES!" so Trautman says the stuff and after what seems like an eternity while you guys keep fighting, he finishes with "You may now kiss the bride," and to give you guys a little pause in the fight to do so, John throws a grenade at the enemy and yall kiss and get married in front of an explosion AHHHHHHHA I'm feral for this rn

Scenario 3: guys ok so what if you were a skilled assasin, hired by an agency to take out a threat in the US army, one John J. Rambo. You accept the job bc they were gonna pay you a small fortune, enough to leave this assasin's life behind and settle down. You begin your search where your boss said John was supposed to be on a mission, somewhere in a forest, where there was a US base nearby. GIRLIE you thought you were hunting him but he was hunting you 0-0 You caught on, realized he was following you so you pretended to kee tracking him but you led him further away from his base, closer to being cornered against the bottom of a giant cliff wall at the edge of the forest.

"You can come out now," you called out to the empty woods around you. He walked out of seeminly nowhere, becoming visible when he steped from behind a tree to your side. You eyed him, the knife in his hand catching your attention first, his stance showing you he was ready for anything.

"Well, lets get it over with then," you start.

"Who hired you?" he asked, ignoring your earlier statement. He didn't enjoy fighting women, it just didn't sit right with him.

You ignore him and sprint at him, giving the first blow in a fight that lastedfor too long. Eventually, you got really tired, and he was too but didn't show it. You knew you wouldn't last much longer like this, (he had really done a number on your ribs) so you cut your losses and barely escaped. As you did, you could hear him calling after you.

"I'll find you!!"

girliepop you were lowkey anxious to fight him again, the people who hired you really downplayed his skills, so you underestimated how hard killing him would be. But a job is a job, so you healed up for a few days before going out again. It didn't take long for him to follow through with his promise and find you before you even started trying to track his moves. He was so sassy about it too, leaning against a tree sharpening his knife as he just let you come up to him.

"Really?" you said with a roll of your eyes.

he gave you the tiniest hint of a smirk as he looked down at you. "I told you I'd find you." He looked you over before pushing off the tree trunk and taking a few steps closer to you, yet still out of reach of any weapons you might or might not be hiding. "You want to go again, or tell me who hired you?"

"I guess if you're gonna make my job easier by coming to me, it's a fair assumption to say you want to go again."

"Suit yourself."

Yall go at it again, holding nothing back. You were going to start with your handgun, but the first thing he did was knock it out of your hands. Okay, plan B. Your trusty dual knifes, similar to his, but a little smaller. You began to feel the fatigue setting in, and yet again the infamous Rambo was doing fine. You refused to run away again. You gave it all you got, getting a few good moves in that you thought could disarm or hurt him. But it wasn't enough. Your depleted energy eventually got to you, and you eventually found yourself on your back, your enemy on top of you. You were panting, your arms shaky with adrenaline and now fear. You waited for the final blow, but it never came. You could hear his heavy breathing. You dared open your eyes to see him looking down at you with his hard, intense expression, but there was something in his eyes telling you he didn't want to kill you. There. That was his weakness.

You softened your eyes, as if realizing something. He hesitantly softened the grip he had on your arms, allowing you to grab a small blade from his utility belt in an instant, and stab him in the side. He gunted and fell back onto his knees, releasing your body and allowing you to run away. He tried to chase after you, but after a few steps you saw him crumple to the ground.

That was a close call. Too close, you told yourself. After that incident, you poured yourself into your training. He knew what you would do the next time you tried that, so you had to make sure it didn't happen again.

anyways the next time you see him and try to fight, he gets you on the ground, and standing over you he asks "Aren't you tired of this?"

it catches you off guard, and for some reason you answer honestly.

"Yeah, I am." You sat up, stiffening. "So just let me kill you and I can be done with this stupid job!" you yelled, flinging your hands with emphasis. It was a small outburst, only a portion of the frustration that was building up for the last few days.

He kept his face neutral, then "Then why are you doing it?"

"Money," you answered simply flicking your eyes to him, searching his face for any judgment. You found none.

He stayed silent. With a sigh, you pushed yourself off the ground.

"But a job's a job," you muttered, walking away. "See you next time, soldier."

this kinda cat and mouse goes on for a while, you trying to kill him and he's trying to convince you each time to give up (by kicking your butt) Like he doesn't want to kill you, but you are stubborn and annoying, so he kinda hates you, and you are frustrated bc it wasn't supposed to take this long and you need the money to carve out a life for you somewhere you can feel safe and not have to fight again, so you're just LIVID at him because he's the one roadblock to that and he REFUSES TO DIE. Not only that, but you can tell he's trying not to hurt you beyond repair when you fight, and the fact he's 'going easy on you' in a way makes you mad. like come on, just fight a girl like a man. but also you're painfully aware that if he did, you'd probably be dead.

You tried other tactics, like poison. You pretended to give up, play the peace treaty card with some alcohol, but he did not buy it. honestly it was kinda insulting how he looked at you with a "really?" expression on his face. so next time you tried to be a little less subtle with a lethal injection hidden in your belt. That was a close call for John, but he caught it before you could inject it. tbh you're scary to him sometimes. he kicked ur butt a lil harder that day :(

eventually the people who hired you got tired of you not being able to complete the mission, so they give you one more chance, and if you can't do it they like idk kill you or ur fam(don't ask why, they're bad guys) so now you're SUPER scared motivated, prepping for the big fight and all, and that's when john finds your lil hidey hole or wherever you train/live?? maybe like a RV trailer some miles away or something

he just kinda lets himself in and he sees you seemingly asleep, a blanket draped over you, but you're actually sulking with the reality of an impossible task that had dire concequences if left undone. you hear him come in ofc, and without turning, you say "Just get it over with. You win."

It's strange seeing you so dejected, something must be wrong. John honestly thinks about it but brushes that thought away, instead making a decision in that moment that changes things.

"No. Get up."

You turn to him, anger written in your features. How dare he refuse to kill you when you gave him consent to do so.

"You won't get better like this. Get up, we're training"

you begrudgingly get up, and meet him outside where he stands waiting for you. you're still in your sleeping clothes, almost embarassed he's seeing you like this. You guys spar like any other day, but he's a lot gentler now. you still hold onto a backup plan in case it's a trick.

"You give too much too early. Save your energy," he instructs.

You roll your eyes but you hold back as he says.

"You won't win a fight fueled by anger. You have to channel it. Keep it in your control," he says after a while longer.

"What, so you're not pissed at me when we fight?" you spat.

"I didn't say that. I control it." His reply came smoothly.

you guys continue the lesson until the sun begins to set. As the sun dipped behind the horizon, you sat down.

"I'm calling it," you panted. Rambo got his shirt, long discarded after he got sweaty in the day, and joined you on the ground. You sat in silence, just watching the sky together.

"What's going on?" He asks after a moment.

"What do you mean?"

"You would have tried to kill me by now," he said, casting a glance at you.

"Mmm, don't tempt me," you managed a dry laugh. An awkward silence fell over both of you, not really knowing waht to say after that. You knew it was your move. You know what? Screw it.

"I don't know why you decided to help me. You're right, I should have tried to kill you today." You sighed, reigning your frustration in. None of this was his fault, and he's been way nicer than you deserved. "I have one last chance to get rid of you. If I can't..." you trailed off, the intrusive thoughts of impending doom grasping your mind.

"They'll kill you?" Rambo finished your thought.

"Yeah, or worse." You thought for a moment, battling yourself internally before asking "What would you do?"

"Attack the base, neutralize the threat against myself." He stated it so simply, like that was his average Tuesday evening.

"Yeah right," you scoffed, standing up. "I can't even win a fight against you. Let me just storm into their base and hope I can win." You looked down at the him, your anger returning. "Screw you." You marched back into your trailer. Why were you like this?

John returns to his base/camp thingy, a plan already forming in his mind. Spending non-lethal time with you and learning more about you made him feel protective in a way.

For some reason, he thought of you as a friend. One that stabbed him and keeps trying to kill him, but still a kind of friend. And he couldn't deny the warmth in his chest when you took his advice as he taught you, the subtle smile you tried hiding when you got it right. Why were you so attractive when you put your all into fighting? Your fluid moments made it look more like a dance. You were even beautiful when he knocked you down.

It wasn't just your physical features that were burned into his mind, although he hesitated to admit they were from the moment he met you, but your spirit, the energy you brought in anything you did. It wasn't just fighting. There was a passion, a fire in your eyes in the passing moments that he couldn't help but come to love.

Crap, that's the L word.

He pushed the thoughts away for now, opting to start some recon on this base you talked about.

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You spent the rest of the night grappling with yourself, cursing yourself for spilling your guts to him. You should have kept quiet.

You tried to sleep, but at a certain point you knew it wasn't going to happen. Not until your mission was done.

You gathered your courage, pushing the thoughts of John Rambo out as you prepared to finish your mission.

'Storm the base?' you thought, 'He's insane.'

'Insanely hot,' your mind finished for you.

You groaned. You were making this harder than it needed to be. It doesn't matter if he's hot, you needed to finish this stupid job. It didn't matter if he was tall, ripped, helped you when he didn't need to, none of that. You needed to be focused for this.

You started around the forest, following his tracks. They brought you to the US base. Right, it's like 3am, he's probably asleep. You turned to go back when you saw another pair of his tracks, off to the side going in another direction. These were fresher.

You followed them, the path becoming strangely familiar as you walked it further. You were about halfway there when it clicked. He was headed toward your employer's base. You started running, hoping he wasn't already doing what you thought he was.

You slowed as you got closer, dodging the postguard's lights as you looked for John.

As per usual, he found you first, covering your mouth and pulling you into him just in time to avoid another guard's beam of light. You panicked at first, but as soon as you felt his arms you knew who it was.

"Are you stupid? You can't be here," you whisper-yelled after he released you.

He just lifted an eyebrow in response. Typical.

He led you to a safer hiding spot, where he told you everything he knew. Apparently he got here hours ago and had already combed thorugh the entire base, taking account of the number of soldiers, locations of weapons, and safe hiding places. It was a small, temporary base, but you were still impressed.

"We can take it down," he finished.

You thought for a moment.

"Why are you doing this?" you asked softly.

He hesitated, conflict flashing on his face before his controlled, hard expression came back.

"Tell you later," he said as he silently walked closer to the base.

You followed, but a guard's light flashed at you as you moved. The guard's yell was silenced as you spotted John across the dirt path, already grabbing another arrow and slotting it in his bow. Where the heck did that come from?

It was too late, more guards heard a commotion and were coming closer to investigate.

Well, I guess it's now or never.

I'm bad at action scenes and it's 5am, so anyway yall start taking over the base in rambo's signature style, but at the height of the action, maybe running into the bossman directly while you're on your own you get caught, and Rambo bursts in, but seeing you at gunpoint, he puts his weapon down, and then the rest of the soldiers come and surround him, bossman shoves you into the circle with him, and idk gives a villain speech. tbh i wrote myself into a corner here, idk how yall survive this, but through the power of love (or maybe a well-placed, well-timed explosion from a bomb John plants), yall get a distraction enough to fight your way out.

you guys are chillin, walking back to John's base, where he agreed to take you after you promised you were done trying to kill him, and you ask again why he did this.

He stopped in the path after hearing the question, Looking at you as you turned to look at him.

"John, are you okay?" You took a step towards him, reaching your hand to place it on his bicep.

He was faster, suddenly cupping your face to kiss you. He kept it steady and respectful, just as he was with you. You leaned into him, feeling a little dizzy when he pulled away.

"I love you," he said softly as he looked into your eyes.

"I think I love you too," you realized out loud.

The air around you felt clearer, like you could breathe easier after you confessed what you knew deep down. You grabbed his hand, leading him forward on the path.

"Lets go start something new," you said gently. John smiled, liking this softer version of you that until now, had only peeked her head out when they talked after their practice session. He determined even though your relationship was just blossoming, he would do anything for you.

guys this moodboard just came to life a little more

waow that was longer than I thought it was gonna be, hope you enjoyed it! obvs for the last scenario I would add in more chemistry between them but I'm tired so if someone requests it I'll make it it's own thing but until then you can use your imagination. (mine is worn out for now, that's why the ending is so rough too)

[homestylehughes]

do you two know each other?

pairing(s): jamie drysdale x fem!york sister

summary: jamie hooks up with a girl he meets at a random bar, but what happens when the girl he hooked up with is he roommate and teammates sister?

warnings: fluff, sweet, and shy reader and jamie. pure filth smut 18+, oral fem!reciving, dirty talk. pet names, use of y/n.

wc: 4.4k

an: hi loveessssss!!! jamic fic...with smut;). also i actually dont know how this is 4.4k words dont ask me what happened... i got realllyyyyyy carried away. BUT I LOVE THIS. this was sent to me as request and boy did i eat it UP, so thank you sooo much for whoever requested. hopefully you read it and enjoy!!! i loved writing this sooo much. i hope you guys all enjoy, more things coming veryyyy soon. be sure to send in any blurbs or ideas you guys have for me i love talking and hearing from you guys. like and reblog if you enjoy. as always much love <3

happy reading <3

 Jamie doesnt even know how he got here, or why he's even in this club. Sitting at the table nursing a beer, that's now going lukewarm from having it for so long. He doesn't know why his mood is so down, the flyers have won their last 5 games, he's happy to be in philly

Sure he misses Trevor and the rest of his past teammates, but he's fitting in well here and he likes it. Maybe he's lonely? Who knows at this point, all he knows is he'd rather be anywhere but here.  “Jamieeee buddy!!! Cheer up!!!! Go get laid!!!” one of his drunk teammates yells out at him from across the bar. A small chuckle rips through his body, as he looks back at his teammate raising his beer with a smile. 

Finally killing off the beer, he makes his way to the bar to get a new one, leaning against the counter, waiting for the bartender. All of the sudden Jamie feels something or someone's body crash into his left side. 

“Oh my gosh, i'm so so sorry” the sweet voice of a woman echoed in his ears. “Are you okay?” The nameless woman speaks again, holding Jamie's arms to steady herself and to look at him. “Yeah, I'm fine. Are you?” He finally speaks, the woman in front of him as to be one of the most beautiful women he’s ever seen in his entire life. 

The way her hair falls, so perfectly in her face, the way her leather pants and corset fit her so well, hugging every part of her body perfectly. He swears she's an angel. 

“Yes, I'm okay. I'm so sorry, some guy ran into me and you happened to be here and you know.. I ran into you.'' The woman pauses, blowing air from her lips, the plump lips Jamie can't help but stare at while she's talking. “Basically what I'm saying is, I'm sorry. Can I buy you a drink?” 

Buy him a drink? A very attractive, seamly sweet woman bumps into him by accident and is now offering to buy him a drink? Maybe this night isn't as bad as it seems.

“Oh no you don't have too, i promise all is good '' he says back to her, “please i insist” she again counters. “Okay fine, but i'm buying the next round if you'd like.” he says with a small smile. “Sounds good to me.” she says, returning a smile. Even her smile is perfect, he thinks to himself. 

Waving down the bartender, “hi! Can I get two highmoons please!” she says smiling at the bartender, handing him a 20, telling him to keep the change, yelling a thank you. Before grabbing the two drinks in front of him, handing one to Jamie, before leaning in closer. “Do you wanna go somewhere quieter?” she whispers into his ear. 

Jamie nods in response, holding out his arm out, so she can grab his hand, grabbing it quickly, warmth flooding through the both of them, as Jamie leads them through the crowded bar, back towards the table James was once at. 

“Thank you, I'm sorry i couldnt hear you up there,” she quietly says, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. “You say sorry alot, nothing to apologize for” he replies looking at her, taking her in, in a different light. She still looks beautiful. “I'm sor- actually nevermind. Oh! Im y/n” she says holding out her hand for Jamie to shake, “jamie” he says as he shakes her hand. 

“So Jamie, what are you doing here?” she asks, while taking a sip of her bear. “Honestly I don't know, I didn't really want to come here tonight.”

“Me either, my friends made me come tonight, they said i needed to stop acting like a grandma, pulling me out of my comfy bed, put me in this” she says juestering to her outfit. “So now i'm here, talking to a guy..that i find cute” she finishes saying the last part quietly, hoping that Jamie did not register what she said, but he does.

“Well I'm glad you're here, you saved me from a night of boredom. Now i'm talking to this girl that i find..cute” he says leaning towards her from across the table with a smile. 

“Oh really?” she says with a glimmer in her eyes 

“Mhm, wouldn't say it if it wasn't true pretty girl.'' Jamie replies with a smirk on his face. “So Jamie, tell me what you do? Tell me your story” she says leaning even closer to him across the time, so close that she can make out the freckles that are scattered across his face so beautifully. “Well, where do I begin?” he laughs out before speaking again.

This is how it was the whole night, laughs, smiles, flirty remarks were being thrown around all night. Jamie telling her about his hockey career, being transferred from anaheim to philly. You couldn't imagine the excitement that spread through her when he said that, being a hockey fan herself growing up all around it thanks to her brother. 

They spent hours talking about anything and everything, from childhoods, to first kisses. Being so caught up in their conversation either of them realized their full drinks were now empty, not bothering to get another. 

The tension between y/n and Jamie grew over the few hours that they spent together. y/n checking her phone to see that it was now close to 2 a.m., knowing that it's probably time to head home, even though she didn't want to anyway and especially not alone.

“It's getting late” she says looking at Jamie, “oh yeah, shit it is” Jamie says glancing at his watch at the time. 

“How far do you live from here? I can walk you home if you'd like?” Jamie says, hoping she says yes, not wanting this night to end just yet. “I do actually, just around the block,  I'll be more than happy to have you walk me home.” y/n says smiling brightly at him.

“Well let's get you home.'' Jamie says, getting up from his seat. Once again he holds out his hand for y/n to grab, leading her through the still crowded bar towards the exit. The cool air nips at their skin as they walk outside. 

“Which way?” Jamie asks now looking at y/n, taking in her features in the natural light. Even though it's dark out the street light and lights from the bar luminate her skin beautifully. 

“Left” she replies, as she also takes in jamies appearance, he's even prettier outside she thinks to herself. 

They began to walk in the direction of her apartment, making simple small talk as they do, their hands still closed together. After the 10 or so minute walk to her apartment, they arrive now standing outside her door. 

Now standing in front of each other, Jamie realizes how much he wants to kiss her, stepping a little closer to y/n, “i'd really like to kiss you right now, if that's okay” he softly says tilting his head down closer to hers. “I'd really like you to kiss me right now” y/n whispers back to him. 

Not a beat later, Jamie's lips are y/n’s, the kiss is sweet, not rushed, their lips moving together. Jamie's hands moving from beside him to her face grabbing her cheeks, pulling her close as if she's going to disappear any second. y/n’s hands finding the back of his head, tucking her fingers in between his soft black locks. 

They finally pull apart after a few minutes, their chests rising and falling quickly, eyes locked together. Now she really doesnt want him to go home now, and neither is jamie. “I don't do one night stands' ' y/n quickly says, staring at Jamie, “me neither, so let's not make it a one time thing "Jamie says before finding his way back to her lips, pulling her into another kiss.

This kiss is more urgent and hotter than the last, his tongue sliding into her mouth, his hand moving down to her waist pulling her body into his. 

“Jamie” she says breathlessly, as he pulls away from her lips, trails kisses down her exposed neck. Small moans are leaving her lips as she feels her knees growing weaker and weaker for him.

“Jamie” she says louder now, pulling away from him slightly. His eyes finding hers, blown with lust, “inside.” is all she says before pulling him up the steps of her apartment. Fishing her keys out of her purse to unlock the door, she can feel Jamie's front against her back, leaning down to pepper her neck with more kisses, making it harder to open her door.

Once the floor finally opens their stumbling inside, y/n dropping her purse on the floor not caring where anything goes. Their lips move together once again, as she walks them backwards further into her place. 

“Jump '' Jamie mumbles against her lips, immediately following his orders, she quickly jumps wrapping her legs to his waist, Jamie walking her through her place. 

“First room on the left” y/n lets out before watching her lips back jamies. Pushing the door to her room open quickly, finding her bed, tossing her back on it. 

y/n’s chest rising and falling quickly as Jamie looks down at her, “you're so beautiful” he says before lowering himself between her legs and is open for his invitation. 

y/n’s hands finding his hair pulling him against her again, their lips fighting against each other. Moving one of her hands from his hair to under the shirt he's wearing tracing her hand along his bare sides, feeling his muscles contract under her touch. 

Wanting to feel all of him, she pulls at Jamie's shirt wanting him to take it off. Getting the message quickly Jamie lifts his lips from hers, leaning himself up and slipping his shirt off, tossing it somewhere in her bedroom before reconnecting their lips. Her hands now explore the plains of his bare back. 

“Not fair that my shirt is off but yours isn't” Jamie says from above her, “well take it off then”. Jamie doesnt need to be told twice, quickly flipping them over, settling his back against the headboard, pulling her into his lap. His hands quickly found the clasps on the back of her top, unhooking them one by one, while kissing her neck. The small moans y/n lets out from above him, make him harder by the second.

Pulling the now unclasped top from her body, watching the straps fall from her shoulder, as he takes in her bare chest. He can't help but reach out to hold her breast in his hands, the smooth warm kiss pulling him in. “fuck you’re so beautiful ” he rasps out, leaning forward, wrapping his lips around her left lip, his eyes remaining locked with y/n’s. “Fuck” she moans out, the feeling of jamie warm mouth wrapping around her nipple is sending her whole body into a blaze. 

She can feel the heat between her legs grow by the second, feeling his hardened cock resting in the inside of her left thigh. Taking matters into her own hands, deciding to grind their hips together. Jamie's lips instantly fell from their assault on her breast. A strangled moan falling from his lips, as he watches her grind herself against him.

“Fuck y/n” he groans out as her hips hit just the right spot on his hardened cock. “I need you Jamie please” y/n says breathlessly, looking down at him with lust in her eyes. 

Flipping them over again, Jamie starts making his way to her pants, kissing down her body, until he gets to her top button. Looking up at her making sure it's okay before he takes them off, “yes please” y/n says lifting her hips up to help him take them off. Her pants are off now, just leaving her in her white cotton underwear. 

Jamie leaning back on his heels, taking a good look at her. “There's so many things i want to do to you right now” Jamie says, while trailing his hands up her bare legs, spreading her thighs getting a better look at the wet patch that’s now formed on her underwear from how wet she is. 

“Please do something, Jamie please.” y/n sys getting more antster by the second. “Where do you want me, pretty girl?” Jamie says before pressing a kiss to her core, breathing her scent, his mouth watering instantly. “I want you to fuck me, please”. “Okay pretty girl, since you've been so good to me, '' he says. Working to undo his belt and pants, unbuttoning them before pulling them down his legs. “I wanna see all of you Jamie” y/n whines out too. “You will baby, you will, but first i wanna taste you” he says, now hooking his fingers under her underwear. “Is that okay, baby?” pressing kisses to the inside of her thighs, waiting for her response. 

y/n’s brain is mush she can hardly think, he's barely touched her and she's already out of it. “Yes' ' she says finally, looking down at him, Jamie remains in eye contact as he pulls her underwear down her legs. The soft fabric hitting her ankles before completely pulling them off her body. Her body now completely exposed to Jamie, usually she'd run to cover herself up, but the way he's looking down on her body, like he wants to eat her alive, is changing her mind. 

“I've thought about how you'd taste, all night” kissing his way back to her core. Pressing a soft kiss to it, before spreading her lips, finding her clit immediately. “Oh my god” y/n moans out her back lifting from the bed. Jamie hands pinning her hips down. His tongue begins exploring her cunt, sucking and licking every part of her as he could. The sounds coming out from above him are music to his ears, he never wants to stop hearing them. 

“Fuck jamie right there” y/n says a certian thrust of his tongue in her cunt, has her hands flying to his hair, pushing his face furthe into her cunt. Jamie doesn't let up, continuing to lap her up like a starving man. 

“Im almost there fuck. Please done stop” and jamie doesnt, sliping a finger into her tight hole, he begins fucking her with is fingers, his lips still wrapped around her clit. Don't stop and ragged moans fall from her lips as she begins to cum. “Im cumming fuck” y/n moans out, jamie increases his pace, fucking her with two fingers now, feeling her seize around them. 

Her head pushed as far into the pillow as it can go, her jaw open as she cums, her legs shaking as she tries to close them., but jamies strong hands hold them open, as he continues to fuck through her orgasm. 

y/n’s chest falling and rising quickly, trying to recover from her orgasim, lifting her head down to look at Jamie, who's looking back at her. “Fuck.” is all he says before climbing back up the bed to her, reconnecting their lips. Tasting herself in his mouth makes her mind go dizzy. “Need you fuck me jamie” y/n whines pulling back to look him in the eyes. “Want to ride you, please” trailing one of her hands to his hardened cock in his boxers, running her fingertips along the covered ridged length, her mouth watering, at the feeling.

“Yes, pretty girl” he moans, dropping his head into her neck, as he feels her hand run across his hard-on. Pulling himself off of her, slipping back into a sitting position in her bed, y/n helping him pull his boxers down. His hardened cock falling out, precome painted along the tip, his pretty cock staring at her, begging her to put her mouth on it. 

Moving her hands to the base of his cock, the weight of it in her hands, causes her to let out a low moan. Jamie's mouth hanging open, looking at her with half hooded eyes waiting for her next move. Settling her thighs on either side of his thighs rubbing her thumb over his precum covered tip, Jamie moans out from above her. “Baby please do something” he says urgently, grabbing her hips, helping her lift up, y/n lines up his cock with her entrance, slowly sinking down on it. 

“Oh my gosh” y/n says once she's fully sat on his length, jamies hands are hips hold her in place. Their eyes finding each other again, “you look so beautiful” he says, bringing his hands to her face, pulling her into a soft kiss, y/n smiling into the kiss as she begins lifting herself slowly from his cock. Jamie lets out a moan against her mouth as she skinks back down on him. 

The room begins to get hotter as each snap of y/n’s hips against jamies, moans and pants fill the room. “Fuck y/n” jamie groans out to her, watching her slide down on his cock, the way her hair is falling around her face, the soft glow of light in room, highlights the thin layer of sweat that covers her body as she rides him. 

The grip Jamie has on her hips begins to tighten as he feels her tighten around her, his own orgasim also approaching. “Im almost there fuck jamie” y/n says dropping her head into his neck. “I can feel you baby, doing so good for me” leaning forward as he kisses and sucks on her exposed neck. “Look so pretty riding my cock pretty girl,” Jamie says, moving his hips to meet her thrusts. “Jamie dont stop, fuck im almost there”. 

Each snap of their hips against each other is pure magic, the sounds of their skin smacking along with their moans will enter the room. Before y/n can realize she’s cumming, her lips finding jamies as she does, her hips still moving up and down his cock. “Im cumming baby” Jamie moans out, as he goes to pull y/n off of him, grabbing his hands she stops him, “cum inside me please, im clean, on the pill.” she says looking into his eyes she can tell he’s almost there. 

“Please jamie, i want to feel you cum inside of me”, thats all it takes before jamie begins to fall apart above her, smashing his lips to hers as he cums, y/n continuing to fuck him through it, the movement of her hips never stopping. 

Her hips slowly stop moving, now just resting sitting in Jamie's lap, the sound of their breathing is the only thing you can hear in the room. Jamie bringing his hand to her face lifting it up to look in her eyes ``that was..” he trails off, struggling trying to find the right words. “That was amazing” y/n says finishing his thought with her own words. “Yeah it was,” he chuckles before giving her a soft kiss. 

“We should go get cleaned up” she says after a few moments, Jamie nodding his head in agreement. y/n lifting off him slowly, already missing the feeling of him inside her. Getting up from her bed, leading them to her bathroom, turning on the shower climbing, Jamie followed in suit with a smile on his face. 

The shower was sweet and soft taking turns washing each other, stealing a few kisses from each other once and awhile. It almost all felt too domestic, something the both of them could get used too. Climbing out of the shower, y/n handing him a towel, as she begins to dry herself off she can feel Jamie staring at her. “Everything okay?” she asks, “more than okay, didnt think my might would turn out like this” he says, taking a few steps closer to y/n grabbing her by the hips pulling her closer. “But i'm not complaining” he says with a smile, “and neither am i” she counters before leaning in for a kiss, wrapping her arms around him.  

Jamie picks her up once again, carrying her to her bedroom, laying her back down before reconnecting their lips. This is how they spend the night, all wrapped up and each other, their connection they share blossoming by each touch. 

– 

Ever since their first night together Jamie and y/n have been texting nonstop. both their schedules are super busy so they haven't been able to see each other again. That all changes tonight.

“y/n pleaseeee” cam says on the other side of the call. “I'll never ask you for anything ever again, if you come tonight. All the guys wanna see you.” he pleads again. Rubbing my head at my desk, trying to come up with an excuse to not go to a charity event the flyers are throwing but i can't come up with anything. “Okay okay, please shut up and stop begging me i’ll come with you” i finally say. “You're actually the best sister ever, I'll pick you up at 7 and wear something fancy! Gotta go to practice! Bye love you!” Cam quickly says before ending the call. 

I stare at my phone in disbelief before getting back to work again, 7 o’clock can't come fast enough. 

Trying to find something to wear to this event is going to kill me. Every dress I put on I hate. It's either two flashy or too borning. Maybe i just shouldn't go, i say to myself, knowing cam would actually kill me if i didn't. Settling on a simple black dress, quickly finishing my hair and makeup. Checking my phone to see that cam texted me that he's outside. Slipping on my shoes checking on my makeup before heading out the door. 

My phone dinging from a text message, seeing that Jamie texted me “wish you were here with me tonight, at this work event” it reads. Smiling before sending a quickly before getting into cam’s car. 

“Who's got you smiling at your phone?” is the first thing he says to me. “None of your business, don't make me leave and go back inside '' I say while snapping my seatbelt into place. 

“Okay fine” he says before pulling off, making his way to the event. Small talk fills the car, as we catch up, I find myself wishing I saw my brother more. Even with us living in the same city, we barely have time to see each other, his hockey schedule and demanding work schedule keep us from seeing each other. 

“Oh guess who will be there tonight?” Cam says, putting the car into park before handing his key to the valet , muttering a small thank you before heading over to my side, opening the door for me. “Who?” I ask , stepping out of the car. “My roommate, the one I told you about who transferred here a few months ago. He also plays defense. Really sweet I'm sure you guys will hit it off, "Cam says, winking at the last part. “Okay buddy, let's calm down.” I say laughing as Cam holds his arm for me to take. 

The event itself is amazing, the music, decor, everything about it, I barely have time to take it all in before cam pulls me over to a group of his teammates, throwing me into conversation with them. Sometime during our conversations Cam runs off saying he's going to find his roommate who I have not yet caught the name of, and to grab us drinks. 

Turning to talk to one of the wags that are there, I hear my name being called from behind, turning around to see Cam with drinks in his hand and Jamie standing right next to him. Jamie? What is Jamie doing here? And how does he know my brother? 

“y/n there you are!” Cam says, handing a drink to me, “y/n this is my roommate Jamie, the one who transferred from the ducks! And Jamie this is my sister y/n” my eyes are wide as I stare at Jamie, I'm sure all of the color has left my face, jamies staring back at me just as shocked as I am. 

“Hello guys?” Cam breaks the silence. “Do you two know each other?” he asks again, glancing back and forth between us. Still neither of us respond, just continuing to stare at each other. “Well since either of you are responding im going to take my drink, and your drink: he says plucking my drink out my hands. “And I'm going to go congregate, have fun! Introduce yourselves…unless you two have already done that already bye!” and just like that he’s gone faster than he came. 

“Hi?” I say speaking first. “You didn't tell me your brother played for the flyers' 'Jamie quickly says. “Im sorry, i didn't mean to hide it from you, it's not something i want people to know me for.'' I say, pausing before taking a deep breath, “I didn't know you were Cam's roommate. He talks about you all the time.'' I say laughing awkwardly, shifting on my feet, scared of where we stand now. 

“Well I both think we left out important details, didn't we?” Jamie says, flashing me a smile, reaching out to grab my waist pulling me closer to him. “You look gorgeous, I missed you” he says leaning into my neck. “I missed you too, you look really good.”, my eyes moving over the simple, yet sexy suite he’s wearing. 

“Imagine if we just happened to leave at the same time.” Jamie says into my ear husklely. “Imagine if I happen to say that's a great idea and follow you?” I say, biting my lip to conceal my smile. Grabbing my hand pulling me behind him, through the crowded event, leading her out the back door. 

Neither of them realized the cam’s eyes had not left them since he walked away, seeing their whole interaction, seeing them leave the venue together. A smile dancing across his face, happy for his sister and his teammate. Wondering how long they would try to keep it a secret from him. 

[loser4loserswhok1ll]

Oh my gosh I just read your recent one shot about Asa reacting to the nickname. It was so frickin good!! Could you please write more about him punishing the reader? (Sorry I'm a freak lol) Maybe about how he'd break them in during the early days of their captivity?

u r literally the sweetest ever THANK YOU!!

i hope i match your freak on this one lolsies

NOTE: i just finished writing and wow it got a lot longer than i expected. oops. also a lot darker and more confusing than i started with. oh well ^-^

TW: torture, graphic descriptions of violence on the reader, asa is actually fucking insane guys please stop making him seem normal, sexual undertones turn into sexual torture, abuse, graphic description of gore

if you get freaked out by needles, bugs, gore done to reader, then please take care of yourself and dont read this :] ily guys

you were so unfathomably fucked. the cold metal seemed like it would never warm under your skin, your skin bare and freezing over. this basement is cold and the looming dark walls were a reminder of just how stuck you were. your wrists were tied above your head, spread to reach each corner, as well as your feet. you were pinned, a dead bug ready for framing. there was this buzz, this buzz that would sometimes feel like it got louder. youd focus on it, there was nothing else to focus on. it hurt your head, or maybe that was whatever brain injury your captor had surely given you. you stomach felt hollow, empty. asa had given you a sandwich 2 days ago. after a week of no food at all. you only get to drink water, and sometimes its dirty if youve pissed asa off. this time, you did. you didnt listen, bit like a bad dog when asa tried to pet you. you still have training to go through, and asa loves to train you. a cold sweat covered your skin and it seemingly always did. you were always scared here, on edge, mortified. even your own breath made you jump.

but this time, you didnt jump for nothing. boots echoed off of concrete stairs, an echo you have filed away in your brain as his. if one day you get out of here, you'll never be able to hear anyone walk again without your breath hitching. the steps got closer. one thing about being here is that your hearing has sharpened. you have the ears of a rabbit now, and its funny how much youve become just another prey animal. the boots stop and to your right, asa stands. his hand reaches out, the latex warm from his body heat. they always look colder than they are, his gloves. but even with that warmth, it sends a near painful shiver through every of your aching bones. this is how it begins. asa plays with his food slowly. first, the anticipation, then it gets worse and snowballs. it becomes silent staring to touching to needles to knives. its a system, and he doesnt often free himself from it too much. he does different things, yes, but they all follow the same pattern when in terms of intensity. you want to bite, rip his jugular out, watch his blood spray out like a waterpark all over the floor. the same floor he made victims bleed out onto in quite a similar manner, if not less animalistic and more scientific. you want to bite so badly, but thats how you got here in the first place. muzzled, tied to a table, and naked save for the bodysuit of your sweat that covers every centimeter of your form.

its slow, the anticipation agonizing and brutal, the touches just enough to jolt, and you miss the slowness once you hear the metal tap of a tool being pulled from a metal tray. he plays doctor, hes a surgeon sometimes. other times hes a vet putting down a feral cat that has scratched too much and refuses not to hiss. sometimes, hes a blacksmith. beating down on the metal to form it into something he could use. and sometimes, hes just asa. which is the scariest option to face. you have yet to meet the other things you cant list. youre a young pup here, fresher than the others, a shinier toy than the rest. and every day you wonder if you'll meet something new. right now, its the vet. theres a needle in his hand and nearly as soon as he lifts it just enough for you to see the liquid hes going to inject you with, he sticks it right in the pit of your elbow. with precision, that vein is punctured and violated. it makes you jolt, makes you body pull and arch awkwardly from the table like you have any chance of escape. you dont, and you know that. especially when the effects start to settle in and you feel that familiar wooziness. it feels like being drunk and hungover and high and sleepy and pumped with adrenaline all at once. its a hazy clarity, an understanding that your body is now weaker than it already was, and all thats left is your mind to keep hold of the image of all of this.

after a few moments, once asa is content with the way you fall limp and your eyes start to gloss over like a blinding cat, he begins. as hazy and helpless and paralyzed as you feel, you also feel everything in such sharp clarity that its agonizing. if hell exists, youve died and stumbled into it. here and now, youre dead and dying and alive and never have lived at all. theres another metal clank or two, and suddenly youre aware of the cold blade finding the perfect point to start. asa always does this, teases. he touches the blade to skin enough to feel but not enough to cut. and once he finds the spot he likes most, theres a dull pain that turns quickly into a sharp throbbing heat. it sends your brain into panic, the feeling made even worse by the fact that you are entirely incapable of moving. you just have to take it, be trained. you can be a good dog, probably. he slices in long calculated lines. its not deep enough to reach that yellow fatty layer. not yet, at least. it repeats. the light touching, then the dull into sharp, then the agony in being able to do nothing. tears are hot down your cheeks, and you blink them away as they burn your eyes. the muzzle on your face rubs horribly, and now the rubbing is made worse by the wetness your tears are supplying. everything asa does is calculated so perfectly to bring suffering to his victim. theres a few more cuts, and then the metal clank. you take a deep shakey breath as he chooses what to do next. it doesnt take long, and theres a new sensation. maybe this is a new thing, the vet being switched into a curious kid. he pokes a finge into one cut that is particularly deep down your sternum. it aches and thrums and sizzles and itches and burns and feels so cold all at the same time as he pushes in further and further. you feel so aware of your body from the outside, but when something is pushing inside its so hard to tell just how far its gone. you imagine his fingers ripping through dermis that he didnt cut with the scalpel. you imagine its past that now, weaving through the hypodermis until your split down the middle and wide open. you could see him cutting you like a cadaver, then folding your edges and pinning them to a table. youre a dissected frog now. and your organs are on display to take photos of for a whole class of highschoolers to see and learn about.

thats in your head. his fingers have already left your violated wound. though, the feeling of them sticks like a splinter you cant pull out. metal clank. a typical tool, but its out of order. its a large needle, a thick gauge. theres a hole in the center and the metal looks hefty. theres not much thought you can put into it before its shoved into the skin surrounding your larger cut. he pokes and emerges, multiple times. and suddenly your torso looks like the side of a ship panel without its screws in, just large open holes. that doesnt take long either, and in your dazed state you watch as the aglet of a regular shoe string is pushed then pulled through the hole. hes lacing you up like a pair of converse. this is new. you can even pinpoint what version of him this could be. as he does so, the fabric string making the holes sting as it passes through, theres that familiar low rumble noise. purring, his purring. its low, and sounds far from what a cats purr is like, though it has the same meaning. pleasure. you wonder for a second how that vibration in his throat would feel against your teeth. bite like a dog. you could, you wish you could. the lacing goes on for too long, too slow, and the purring becomes just as loud as the buzzing of the fluorescents. you focus in on it just the same. it would be soothing if it werent from him. cat fur crosses your mind. soft, warm, the purring. everything aches. in the real life, everything fucking sucks.

his purring turns into creaking as he loosens a joint on your table and adjusts it. now youre pinned but upright in a standing position. your head falls forward and asa catches it, his purr so close to your ear. hes really close, you hear his labored breath and feel his heat. he props one of his feet up onto the footboard of the table. now hes basically straddling your one bare leg. your brain short circuits, deciding like a broken pressure gauge between if this feels nice or if youre digusted. you bleed down yourself, its hot to start then painfully cold when the air swallows all the heat. he nuzzles his body against you. hes a cat. the fur, his sweater fabric, the purring, his warmth. its all confusing, this haze, the blood, the warmth. his tongue slowly unrolls from his mouth, pokes past his mask. he licks a disgusting hot stripe up your cheek. maybe hes a dog too. hes all too much like a dog when the leg he straddles becomes his teddy bear and he starts to hump. slow rolls of his hips against you. this has never happened before, this is new. you wonder how many people hes gotten sexual with. its clear he gets hard from it, the torture. youve notices the bulge in his jeans many times while on this same table. that bulge is now rubbing on raw skin. it hurts, like rugburn. an for a second you think about being a kid and playing freely. thats quickly washed from your brain when a sharp pain shoots from your nipple. hes biting. bad dog. and for a second you think you two are similar in that aspect. bad biting dogs. if only he were tied up and muzzled in your place and you could torture him. he bites hard enough to mske your whole body feel it, and when you look down theres blood coming from your chest. he spits, and you realize he bit a chunk from your nipple. its disgusting and you want to die. maybe he'll kill you tonight, shove those canines through the teeth on your neck and rip your jugular out. its funny how things go, and suddenly your bite turns into a quivering lip and trembling breaths. god knows how long this will go on for tonight. if god did, surely even he would stop it. this isnt gods plan, nor satans, nor his. hes an animal now. pure instincts. and the rest of the night only spells deeper terror for you.

[sturniolo04]

Boyfriend's Brother M.S. & C.S.

Bf!Chris x Gf!Fem!Reader x fwb!Matt

A/N: If you don't like the preadded name in my stories, you can either add your own name or not read it; it's up to you :)

Madi: Emmy who is it

Emmy: Matthew. Sturniolo

Madi: what nooo Em- you- thats his brother

Emmy: i know i know i shouldnt it just happened and

Madi: dont tell me yall slept together too. did you?

Emmy: we just made out i cant tell Chris because i dont want to hurt him

Madi: of course I wont tell him okay

emmy: thank you

Madi: lets get dress so no one walks in on you in well

Emmy: a towel

she chuckles

Madi: yeah

Emmy's POV: i get up and go a change in this

i come out to see Madi sitting on my bed with open arms i sit next to her as she comforts me

Madi: its going to be okay

Emmy: promise

Madi: promise love this will all go away within a couple of days

2 days later

Madi's POV; Emmy has been so much happier now that everything has died i cant say the same for her Chris' relationship

Chris: DO YOU EVEN LOVE ME EMMY JUST TELL ME THE TRUTH

Emmy: NO I DONT OKAY

Chris:  what is there someone else

Emmy's POV:  Oh my gosh i let it slip uh no

Madi: whats going on you two

she asks. I stayed silent knowing what this is about and i looked at Matt for a sense of comfort.

Chris: Matt...

he states looking a matt and then me looking down confirming the answer

Chris: unbelievable

he says pushing me out the way heading out closing and locking the door behind him

Madi: oh god em

Emmy; i-i

Madi: hey just calm down 

Nick: so you knew this was happening Madi you knew they were hooking up

he chimed in

Madi: it wasnt hooking up

Nick: Madi who else did you tell? Emmy Chris was your boyfriend and that's his fucking brother how could you

Emmy: I kno- i did mean for this to happen i-i

she stumbles out looking up at Matt

matt: Em

Emmy: i dont want to talk to you right now  

Matt: i cant lie Emmy okay of i have feelings for you then i need to be honest about them

Nick: you like Emmy Matt even though Chris is your fukcing brother unbelievable

Matt; yeah i do and i dont regret it

Madi; oh my god

Nick: you cant do that to Chris

Matt; my heart is not there okay its with Emmy

Emmy; but it shouldnt Matt it just shouldnt be with me you dont know me

he sighs slowly preceeding to walk towards her

Matt: i know that you put on this tough exterior so you dont have to feel less than what you are..

i sighed a little at his words as he continues to walk towards me

Matt: you sometimes bottle up how you feel because you want to protect and satisfy others instead of taking you into consideration... you bite your lip when you get nervous about whether or not youre saying or doing something wrong..

my breath starts getting shaky because he was right literally

Matt: and i know that you are the one.. i also know that you feel the same way

Emmy: Matt i-

and next thing i know someone knocked on the room door

...: Matt

Madi: Holy shitt

Matt: Nicole

Nicole: hii

Matt's POV: I watch a my ex girlfriend comes up slowly and hugs me i missed this honestly

Nicole: can-can we talk maybe

Matt: yeah

He says grabbing her hand leading him into a room

Back in the front room

Madi: what

Nick: no this could be good for Chris and Emmy

Emmy:.. im going to go for a walk

Madi: Em.. seriously can you not see they are meant for each other

Nick: but it is so wrong they are fucking brothers for christ' sake like this is going to fuck everything up

Madi: seriously come on there is no way in your hearts that this isnt meant to be

Chris: wheres matt

Nick: talking to someone

Chris: Emmy

Nick; no Emmy wanted me to tell you that he wants to save this

Chris: really where is she

Nick: out

Madi: im sorry i cant do this

Madi: this is stupid guys some friends yall are

Madi's POV:Emmy  just need time to figure out herself she is really just a sweet person and doesnt deserve this

Emmy: where are we going Madi

Emmy; Madi..

Madi: okay no cause Nick lied to Chris

Emmy: about what

Madi: you and Matt okay

Emmy: what do you mean Madi

Madi: they dont want to believe that you and Matt are meant to be

Madi: they are trying to save you and Chris' relatioship

she states rolling her eyes

Emmy; i mean Matt doesnt matter now cause

she states 

madi: yeah i know im sorry

Emmy: Its fine you know  so where are we going again

Madi: Jacob's

Emmy: thats sounds good

Madi: great lets go..

Emmy's POV: We have been staying at Jacob's that afternoon to hang out and get destressed from the situation my phone kept dinging looking at the notifications of our group chat seeing a multitude of "please were sorry" and "please come back" and i think we were all ignoring it for right now we still had to go back and get our stuff at some point today

Jacob: how are doing love

Madi: how could they be so stupid to see they are perfect for each other

Jacob: give it time everything happens for a reason yeah

he says as she sighs out

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[mrsarcherofinfamy]

DRESS UP

Summary: Hanging out with Tay Conti and you guys start a vlog. And find Sammy on FaceTime with Max (your crush). Sammy than invites Max over to the house to try and get you and Max together....

MJF x Reader (18+, Smut!!!)

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"Hey Y/N. Wanna do a vlog with me today?"

Tay smiles at me shaking her phone. I smile looking at her sitting on her little couch in her room.

"Yes please!"

We start talking about how we met through wrestling and what it's like to travel all the time. Than she starts asking me personal questions.

"SO Y/N who is your favorite male wrestler in AEW right now?"

I make a thinking face trying not to blush because she knows who my favorite guy is. I have the biggest crush on this man.

"Hmmmm that's a good question. I like FTR. Their wrestling style is what I really like. I like Hangman. Anndddd...."

She looks over at me smiling thinking I'm going to say him.

"I also like Darby Allin. That dude is a badass!"

She looks at me with a shocked face. I look over at her with a confused face.

"What? You asked."

"You may have forgotten someone."

I look at her eyes squinting.

"I don't think I did."

She laughs and nudges me with her shoulder. I laugh with her.

"Tay we should get Sammy in on this."

"Good idea Y/N. SAMMY!!"

She yells really loud but we don't hear anything. She looks at me and I shrug my shoulders.

"SAMMY!! SAMMY!!"

I am holding her phone up with her yelling for Sammy.

"He is literally in the living room. How can he not hear me?"

"Maybe he is playing his video games."

"Let's go see."

We both get up. I am following her out of her room and downstairs still recording what is going on. When we get to the bottom of the stairs, we see Sammy on FaceTime with Mjf showing each other their cats. I record Tay's reaction while my face is starting to turn red.

"SAMUEL!"

Tay yells at him making me jump a little. Sammy turns to look back at Tay and I. He turns his phone so Max can see me. I am trying my hardest not to look at his phone slightly seeing Max is shirtless with a tan plaid hat on.

"I have been calling you for 20 minutes! What are you doing?"

"Ummmm our cats are having a playdate."

I giggle still recording everything. Tay crosses her arms looking at Sammy.

"Hey Max. I gotta go. We can do this later."

"Yeah Samuel, you better hang up now."

I see Max hang up and Sammy gets up trying to touch and hug Tay to try and make up for not listening. I turn off the phone and hand it back to Tay.

"Sammy we were making a vlog and wanted you to join but you are over here talking to Y/N's crush."

My jaw drops hearing her say it out loud. Sammy has a shocked look on his face. She looks at me and gasps.

"Oh my gosh! I'm sorry Y/N! I didn't mean to say that out loud to him!"

"YOU LIKE MAX?!"

Sammy yells at me grabbing my shoulders. Tay smacks his stomach.

"Samuel!"

My face turns bright red feeling it start burning from being so embarrassed by everything that just happened. I just want to run upstairs and away from everything. Tay grabs my wrist and pulls me upstairs to her room. Sammy stays downstairs and puts his videos games on. I walk into her room and sit on her bed head in my hands still embarrassed.

"Y/N I am so sorry. I didn't mean to say that. I wasn't trying to be mean or anything. I just thought you also told Sammy when you told me."

"Tay. It's okay. He was going to find out sooner than later."

I giggle a little looking up at her. She smiles at me putting a hand on my shoulder.

"If there is any way I could make it up to you, let me know."

"I have an idea."

I point to her closet and Tay smirks knowing what I mean.

"Well if we are gonna "play dress up", we are doing makeup first."

"Fine! But I dont want a lot!"

She grabs her makeup stuff and starts doing mine first.

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After she is done doing makeup, we walk into her closet to look through her dresses. Good thing we are the same size. Looking through the dress, I come across a black spaghetti strap tight fit mini dress. I pull it off the hanger and hold it up to myself. Tay looks over.

"Oh girl! You should definitely wear that one!"

I smile and lay it over my arm looking through her shoes surprisingly we also wear the same size shoes. I find some yellow plaid boot heels and pick them up. I walk out to her bedroom while she still looks for something to wear. I change into the black dress and put on the heels sitting down at her vanity. I put my hair into cute low pigtails. I am wearing my babygirl necklace I got a long time ago with Tay along with a bunch of rings on my fingers. Tay comes out in a dark blue frilly type dress, black heels, her jewelry and leaves her hair down. She puts on a black heart choker along with her outfit. I stand up and look at her jaw dropped.

"Girllllll you look smokinnnn hot!"

"SO do you!"

"Let's go show Sammy what you look like!"

I grab her hand and walk out of her room. We start to walk down the stairs but we hear Sammy talking to someone so we stop and listen.

"I don't know dude. I may beat you!"

"You may beat me. You may not."

My eyes grow wide looking over at Tay than I run back upstairs. Tay follows me.

"Y/N. What's the problem?"

"Tay that's Max down there."

My heart is almost pounding out of my chest. I look over at Tay.

"Cmon Y/N. Let's go down acting like we don't know he is here and show them what we look like. He might just like what he sees when he sees you."

I look at her and she is being very serious with me. I take a deep breath, look at her cracking a smile holding out my hand. She grabs my hand with a big smile on her face walking out of the room. We walk down the stairs slowly.

"Oh Sammy!! Got a surprise for you!"

Tay still holding my hand walks out from the stairs and I am right behind her. We stand next to the couch looking at them not noticing or listening to us.

"SAMUEL!"

Sammy and Max about jump out of their skin and both look over at us jaws dropping at the same time.

"Dude this happens at your house? I'm coming over more often."

Max smacks Sammy's arm looking at both of us. I am trying really hard not to make eyes contact with him. Sammy stands up, walks over and wraps his arms around Tay's waist pushing her away from me. I step more into the living room so they can have space. I look over towards the stairs seeing Sammy basically dragging Tay upstairs knowing what they are about to go do. I stand there awkwardly waiting for something to happen between me and Max. I kinda look out the corner of my eye to see Max is just playing on his phone. I lightly sigh and walk out to the kitchen to get a drink. I grab a cup than go to the fridge, open it and take the tea out. I walk over and pour a glass not seeing Max come in.

"Gonna pour me a glass too?" He walks over grabbing a cup from the cabinet and sets it next to mine. I blush really hard and pour him a glass not saying anything.

"Cat got your tongue?"

He grabs his glass off the counter standing directly next to me basically breathing on me. I look up at him getting lost in his eyes. He smirks and puts his hand on my cheek getting really close to my face.

"Ya know Y/N... you are terrible at hiding your feelings for me. Other than Sammy telling me how much you talk about me to Tay. But whenever you are around me, you never seem to have the words to speak. Just your face gets so red."

I just keep looking up at him eyes locked, his hand burning against the side of my face. He takes a sip of his drink making me shake my head coming back to reality.

"I....uhhh i..... go...."

I grab my drink and walk out to the living room and sit on the couch very close to the side. Max eventually comes out and sits on the other side. I sip my drink and set it on the side table grabbing my phone. Max keeps looking over at me and shaking his head. We start hearing Tay and Sammy upstairs. I sigh and laugh a little. Max looks over at me.

"You okay?"

"Yeah just this is a normal thing every time we decide to "play dress up" and surprise Sammy. I always get left downstairs."

"Wow. You and Tay play dress up for Sammy?"

"Well yeah. They are the only real friends that I have. Never had any other friends and never had a good real relationship in years. Why I have a hard time with feelings and emotions."

I look over at him and he looks very fixated on me and listening to what I am saying. He slowly starts to move closer to me and places his hand on my back rubbing it a little.

"Y/N if I said anything wrong out in the kitchen, I am sorry. Sammy seriously invited me over because he wants you to be happy."

I move closer to him and place my head on his shoulder. He wraps his arm around my neck and shoulder and pulls me closer. He looks down and goes to kiss my forehead. I decide to quickly move and kiss him on the lips. He starts kissing me harder placing his hand on my cheek. I start climbing on his lap and my dress starts rolling up exposing my ass a little. He snakes his hands around my body grabbing my ass super hard making me moan into our kiss. I pull back from the kiss looking at him. He smirks looking up at me.

"Wanna take this party to my house? I don't live very far."

I run my fingers through his hair smirking at him.

"I would love that."

He picks me up by my ass and carries me out to his car. He opens the door and sets me inside than runs over and gets in the driver's side.

"This is a really nice car by the way."

I run my hand over the dash as Max drives us to his house.

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We get to his house and he gets out running over to the passenger side. He opens the door and helps me out of the car. We walk up to his house and he leads me inside. I walk into his living room just looking around.

"Wow your living room is gorgeous."

"You should see the rest of the house."

He smirks and grabs my hand leading me to his bedroom. He opens his bedroom door and lets me walk in first. I walk in looking all around his room. I slowly take in how beautiful his room is. He wraps his arms around my waist and puts his head on my neck.

"Do you like it?"

I lay my head against his head smiling.

"Yes I do."

"Y/N I'm not gonna lie to you. Ever."

He starts kissing my neck squeezing his arms around my neck.

"As much as you have a big crush on me, I have one on you."

I gasp sarcastically looking over at him. He rolls his eyes smiling at me.

"I would have never guessed that."

"Oh shut the fuck up."

He pushes me forward with his body and bends me over his bed. I gasp and giggle at him.

"Is that all you got?"

He looks at me shocked and smacks my ass really hard. I moan into his bed feeling the stinging of the smack. He grabs my hair pulling me off the bed.

"Don't hide your face in the bed. I wanna hear you."

He growls letting go of my hair walking over to his dresser. I stay bent over the side of his bed watching him. He grabs something, puts it in his pocket and walks back over to me.

"Stand up and take that dress off."

I stand up doing as he says. I toss the dress to the side and take off my bra and thong. I go to take off my heels but Max grabs my hands.

"Nah leave those on."

I stand back up looking up at him. He smirks looking at me.

"Now bend over the bed again."

I bend over the bed and he kicks my legs apart leaving me open for him. He grabs my hands and I feel cold metal against my wrists as he puts handcuffs on me. I look back at him with puppy dog eyes. He starts rubbing my right ass cheek than smacks it really hard. I let out a little yelp biting onto the bed. He grabs my hair pulling me up a bit with his face right next to mine nipping at my ear. I start breathing heavy getting really turned on by this. He lets go of my hair and starts rubbing my ass again. His hand moves down and starts playing with my folds.

"Oh man. You are so wet for me you little slut."

I lightly moan hearing him call me names. He starts slowly rubbing my clit and toying with me. I move my hands a little and moan a little.

"Max."

He gives no warning and smacks my ass hard again. I yelp again trying to grab something with my hands not succeeding.

"There is no calling me Max during this. You know what to call me."

I bite my lip and moan a little bit.

"Yes Daddy."

He smacks my ass hard again making me moan really loud.

"Good girl."

He starts toying with my pussy again rubbing it really fast. I start moaning louder and louder feeling a knot come into my stomach. He sticks a finger inside me pumping it fast while still rubbing my clit with his other hand. I moan really loud lifting one of my legs biting the bed. He pushes my leg down and keeps going harder.

"Oh my.... Daddy... I'm so... I'm gonna cum...." I bite down on the bed feeling the knot in my stomach release moaning really loud as he keeps going to help me get through my high. He pulls away from me and smacks my ass taking the handcuffs off.

"Climb up on the bed on all fours."

I climb up doing as he says bending my back a little bit. I see him start taking his clothes off and I bite my lip at the sight of him. He climbs up behind me smacking my ass and pushes my back down forth really arching it. He runs his hand down my back and back to my ass. I feel like slap his dick against my folds a couple times than slowly ease the tip inside and take it back out. I start moaning a little and make a pouty face towards him needing him. He sees my face and smirks.

"I was trying to be nice and ease you into it but I guess you don't want easy."

Before I can say anything, he shoves his whole dick inside me making me yelp and moan gripping the bed sheets. He grabs my hips and starts drilling into me. I grip the bedsheets hard moaning really loud. He grips some of my hair and pulls me up to his chest his head next to mine biting my shoulder.

"Tell me who this pussy belongs to. Tell me!"

"It's your pussy Daddy. All yours." He pushes me back down on the bed putting his hand on my face drilling me harder than before. I try to moan or make any noise but I can't with how hard he is pushing my face. I'm not complaining though because I like this kinda punishment. He keeps pushing my head drilling into me harder and harder. I can feel him getting closer as he grips my hair tighter really fucking me harder. I feel him let lose inside me painting my walls white with his cum. He lets go of my hair and smacks my ass lightly. I feel him get up and he goes into his bathroom. I get up, putting his shirt on and see his come back He comes back with a towel and throws it at me. I take it, clean myself up, put my panties on and look over to see his dick is still sorta hard. I move closer, grab it and starts licking it. He looks down at me.

"Whatcha doing Y/N?"

"Helping clean you up."

I put the whole thing in my mouth licking it with my tongue. I take it out and start licking all over it. He runs his fingers through my hair watching me. I sit up wiping my mouth looking at him with an innocent face. He smirks and puts a hand on my cheek.

"Y/N that was so hot."

He runs a finger over my bottom lip looking into my eyes. I smile a little looking at him.

"I have a question for you Y/N."

"Yes Max."

"Can we make this more than a one night stand?"

"Are you asking me to be your girlfriend Max?"

"Yes Y/N. Yes I am. Will you be my girlfriend?"

I smile, and jump into his arms hugging him. He holds my ass and I kiss him hard. He kisses me back squeezing my ass. I pull away looking at him.

"I will take that as a yes you will be my girlfriend."

I giggle and get out of his arms putting my hands on his sides.

"Yes Max. I will be your girlfriend."

"YES!"

I giggle and look up at him smiling. He kisses me than grabs my hand.

"Let's go get something to drink and I'll make some food."

We walk downstairs to the kitchen and Max goes to the fridge to find something to eat. I walk out to the living room and gasp seeing Tay and Sammy sitting on the couch. They both turn and look at me. Tay has a giant smile on her face and Sammy is shaking his head.

"What's goi....."

Max walks in seeing them and immediately turns around and goes back to the kitchen. Sammy gets up and follows him. Tay comes over to me and puts her hand on the side of my arm smiling.

"You forgot your phone at our house... But I told you."

I roll my eyes grabbing my phone out of her hand and laugh with her.

"Yeah yeah. You were right. He did really like that dress."

"Yeah I don't want that dress back now. But are you two finally together?"

"Yes we finally are."

We laugh together and go into the kitchen to see Max and Sammy doing a handshake with each other.

"Do you guys wanna just order pizza? I thought I had food but I dont."

Max scratches his head looking at everyone.

"Yes!"

We all say at the same time making Max grab his phone to order the pizza.

We are one little happy wrestling family.