#heyyy yall ready????

[tmr-simp77397]

galentine’s day - r.c. ❥

summary: while your planning a galentines get together with your friends, rafe overhears and decides otherwise..

warnings: smut!! 18+ fem!reader, sub!reader, switch!rafe, creampie, oral (f receiving), orgasm denial, innocent-ish!reader, aggressive!rafe, making out, degrading, praise, fingering, unprotected sex (WRAP IT BEFORE YALL TAP IT), nicknames, and i think that’s it!

a/n: hiii i’m back!! i got this idea to write this story mid class today and just decided why not i need to get my thoughts out and actually write. hope u guys like it ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

rafe was at your house on this gloomy saturday afternoon since your parents were gone for the weekend on business. you were sitting on your bed watching tiktoks, the netflix show that had been put on hours ago was since ignored, and rafe had been downstairs getting snacks for a couple minutes. as you were watching a video about the 10 year olds storming sephora, you got a call from sarah.

you pick up and speak into the phone “hey sarah! what’s up?” you say with a smile even though you know she doesn’t see you.

“heyyy y/n, you busy tonight?” sarah questioned.

“i mean, no not tonight. i’ve just been with rafe all day” you pause, “other than that i’m free tonight, why?”

sarah squeals, “me and the girls were thinking to have a little galentines party at kat’s house! what do you think? it’s gonna be around 7 so you definitely have time to get ready.”

you glance over at the clock, 5:14PM. you were going to spend the whole day with your boyfriend, but one girls night can’t hurt, right??

as you were about to respond, rafe walked into your room with some of your favorite snacks. he sat back onto the bed and rested his hand on your thigh while saying “what does sarah want, whatever she said tell her no.”

“sarah ill text you” you say into the phone as you hang up. “sarah invited me to kat’s house tonight for a galentines party”

“the fuck is a galentines” rafe chuckles

you roll your eyes “it’s a valentine’s day party for girls who are single and still want to have fun on valentine’s day”

“mmm, as of 4 months ago though you are not single— if i’m correct.” rafe said sarcastically.

you smirk and sit up “i know that. and my boyfriend is funny, and veryyyyy sexy for your information”

“i’d like to meet him one day, seems like a handsome guy” rafe cooed.

there was an intense silence for about a minute as you two both looked in each others eyes, rafes pupils dilating making his green eyes get full by the black orb.

“rafe are you okay” you say practically whispering looking up at him through your eyelashes.

rafe doesn’t say anything for a couple seconds, letting his eyes wander your body and face, landing on your plush pink lips. out of nowhere, he grabs your neck and roughly places his lips on yours practically attacking your face. you gasped from the sudden reaction allowing him to shove his tongue into your mouth. “mmmh” you moaned, getting onto rafes lap to have a better angle kissing him. you started to move your hips against his lap, not noticing what you were doing still being dumbfounded by him kissing you not too long ago.

rafe pulls away, a string of saliva connecting your lips together. as you were about to complain, rafe spoke up “fuck princess, i’m so hard”

you licked your lips excitedly and say, “i could help you rafey” while taking off your tank top in the process.

“no y/n” he said. “tonight, it’s gonna be all about you. get undressed.”

you look at him shocked. you had to be at sarah’s party soon!! but, you could never pass up sex with your boyfriend. and in this moment, neither could he.

“i fucking said get undressed, now” rafe said, almost shouting.

while that did startle you, you started to unclasp your bra, and take off your shorts along with your panties. after, you laid flat on the bed, your elbows propping you up.

rafe smirked, he loved when you obeyed him. he started kissing your collarbone sucking marks that will definitely show the next day, making his way down to your boobs. his hand made its way to one of your boobs, needing it with his hand, and moved to your other boob swirling his tongue around your nipple.

“mhmmm- fuck rafe, feels so good” you moaned

as rafe was swirling his tongue around your nipple, he suddenly stopped pulling off with a pop.

“rafey, why’d you stop” you whined. you didn’t get a response until you felt his hard on pressing into your thigh which made you gasp.

an amused smile played at rafes lips, “see what you do to me sweetheart” he said lowly “i’m going to fucking ruin you.”

that sentence alone almost made you cum. anytime rafe dominated you made you feel like mush under his touch. and this was one of those moments.

as rafe stayed on top of you, he took off his shirt to reveal his toned abs that were glistening with sweat beads. your eyes trailed down to his happy trail, wanting more.

“tsk tsk, not yet sweetheart” he cooed.

you whined, starting to get impatient. when suddenly, you felt rafes fingers plunging into you knuckle deep.

“mmh rafe please” you screamed

“doesn’t that feel good, baby?”

“fuck, y-yes rafe, feels so- so good”

rafe hummed in appreciation, thrusting his fingers at a faster pace and adding another one. you gasped loudly, head falling back onto the pillows as your hands flew to rafes buzzed head, scratching it lightly.

a few soft moans fell from your lips and rafe swore he was in heaven. you sounded so beautiful, even in this position. you were going to be the death of him.

“f-fuck rafe im- im close” you say as you clenched onto his fingers, the pleasure feeling almost too good.

as soon as rafe felt you clench on his fingers, he pulled out. he couldn’t help but stare at your face. hair clinging to your face from sweat, lips all puffy, you looked somewhat innocent but so dirty at the same time.

as soon as you opened your mouth to protest, rafe brought his head down to your puffy clit and started to swirl his tongue around it, “you taste so fucking good sweetheart” he said muffled.

and without warning, you came all over his tongue. being overstimulated from not being able to finish earlier including this made the knot in your stomach snap sooner than you thought.

once rafe felt you cum, he lifted his head up from your pussy and started to unzip his pants. you, however were still in a trance from your orgasm so you didn’t really hear him.

rafe threw his pants to the floor and pulled down his boxers, cock springing up hitting his lower abdomen, tip glistening with pre. he started to jerk himself off a bit before going into you.

you got snapped out of your trance when you felt something against your sensitive pussy from your previous orgasm and started to whimper and close your tired legs.

rafe saw this and immediately pushed your legs back apart, holding them in place with his strong hands.

“what a slut, cumming without my permission and now you think i’m not going to fuck some sense into you huh?”

you whined “rafe please no more.”

rafe chuckled to himself, “your gonna take it weather you like it or not baby. should have came with permission before.”

right after he said that, he shoved his fat cock inside of you making you gasp. you’d never get used to his size no matter how many times you’ve had sex before.

“fuck, princess so tight.“ he complained

you let out a near pornographic moan and arched your back while bringing your hands to rafes back and scratching lightly, “feels—fuck—feels so good”

“say it princess” rafe demanded, “say it slut, say i’m the only one who can make you feel this good”

you couldn’t form any words cause of how cock drunk you were, and rafe knew that, so he teased you.

he brought his right hand up to snake around your throat with a tight grip.

“fucking say it” he spat

you started scratching his back harder signaling to stop. he loosened his grip, thrusts still consistent, and let you speak.

“your- your the, fuck- your the only o-one that could make feel th-this good” you stuttered, hoping he would take his hand off your throat.

“now that was easy right princess” rafe smirked with a look of evil in his eyes. it scared you seeing him like this, but you liked it at the same time.

the sound of skin slapping was the only thing in the room that could be heard. other than your moans and rafes groans. you felt the knot in your belly almost breaking, signaling you were close.

“r-rafe” you managed to choke out, “i’m close”

he shook his head “when sluts like you break the rules, you only get to cum when i say so”

you whined. you couldn’t hold it in for any longer; but you had to or else you know you would get punished.

rafe felt you clenching and groaned, “fuck your so sexy”

a red tint spread across your cheeks as rafe started rubbing your clit in a figure 8 motion. it took everything in you to not let go right there. but, you held it in.

as you felt his dick twitching inside of you, you knew he was close.

“fuck ‘m not gonna last longer with you squeezing me like that baby” rafe groaned, “you can- fuck- you can cum now angel, let go. i’m right behind you.”

as soon as you heard those words you let go, you squeezed him tightly, your cum squirting out of you.

“gonna fill you up baby. gonna give you my babies” rafe said as he also let go as he came inside of you, moaning loudly.

as you were in a cloudy state, you could feel ropes of rafes cum coat your walls, making you whine.

you felt his thrusts get sloppy, his hips stuttering as his dick twitched inside of you.

he let his head dip down to the crook of your neck and started giving sloppy wet kisses.

“your mine baby. all mine. did so good for me today”

you smiled softly, eyes drooping as tiredness takes you over.

rafe glanced at the clock on your nightstand, 6:18PM.

“now baby, your gonna go to that party with my cum dripping down your legs, got it?”

hi baby’s, i feel like this was a bit rushed so let me know what you think ❦ i also haven’t written in a while, so i hope you think it’s good :)

taglist: @annaherling444 @purswaterfall my baby’s i love u

[dabuggh3]

ugh i need an imagine of you n hamzah at a house party and yall meet for the first time, n he's trying to spit game🫣🫣 and maybeee he takes u homeeeee 🙏🏽😫

PLEASE AND THANK YOU😖

HIIII I LOVED THIS IDEA SO MUCHH. THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!😫🫶

It’s Halloween and you get invited to a party of a close friend. You spent the whole day before trying to chose a costume and end up going with Betty boop. Not your first choice but it’s was simple so oh well.

You arrive you with a friend, then meet up with your other friends. It was a house party so things weren’t too crazy. You sit down on the couch with your friends as you catch up with what’s been going on with your lives recently. You slowly see more and more people coming in, some you recognized and some you didn’t. You decided to get yourself some food, you excuse yourself.

You’re getting yourself some food as you reach for the spoon and someone next to you bumps into you reaching for the bowl too. “ Oh shit my bad, sorry” says a tall Frankenstein with curly hair. “ Dudeeee, I’m so sorry about my friend” says a tall vampire. “ It’s okay, did you want to get some?” you say with a smile. Frankenstein stares at you, “ Oh no no it’s okay you can go first, all you” he says with a smile gesturing to the bowl. “Thank you uhhh??” “ Hamzah” “ Thanks Hamzah, here you go” you hand him the spoon. He smiles and you walk away.

You head back to your friends and finish your food. “ Do you guys want to go play beer pong” “ Yesssss” you say. You guys all walk into the next room and set up to play. You and your friends are playing, as you go to pick up your ping pong ball, someone picks it up for you. You look up and it’s Hamzah, you smile kinda blushing.

You walk back to your friends, “ who was thattttt” “ask him if he wants to play” “ he’s cutee ” they all say giggling and teasing. “ NO STOP”, you knew what was coming,“ HEYYY FRANKENSTEIN DO YOU WANNA PLAY?” Hamzah looks over at them then you, “ Yea”. “ Great you can play with y/n”, you stare at them in disbelief.

You and Hamzah set up the game refilling the cups. “How many rounds?” he asks ending the silence. “Huh!?, oh as many as you want” you say. “ How many can you handle?”, he says looking up at you, you stare at him, “ Didn’t mean for it to sound like that sorry, y/n was it?” he says chuckling. “ You’re good and yea y/n” you says laughing nervously.

You guys begin the game, and later on you win. “ AHHHHHHH” you scream in excitement with your friends. Hamzah leans on the table, head down, as Martin pats him on the back, “ bro it’s okay”. You laugh staring at him defeated, “it’s okay Frankenstein, here “ you walk over to him with open arms. He accepts the hug and you pat his back.

You and Hamzah end up talking more and sit on the couch together. You sit down and Hamzah hands you a pillow, “ for your lap, I saw you fixing your dress”. You smile ,“ so observant, thank you”. “I like your costume by the way” “Thanks me too, you don’t see too many Frankensteins” “ Yea huh, sooo do you live by here”. “Yea not too far like 15 mins, I’m close friends with the host, how about you?” “ I’m about the same, like 18 mins away from here, I was invited so I don’t really know many people but I’m glad I came” he says staring at you.

You giggle, “Is this you trying to flirt with me?” He smiles tilting his head, “If its working, yea”. “ Never thought I’d have Frankenstein flirting with me but you’re cute so I’ll let it slide” “ Yea?!” “ Yea” you smile making eye contact with him. You and Hamzah keep talking about different things, your interest, what you do as a job, your dreams, just getting to know each other.

It’s getting late now and you’re ready to go home. You call your friend that you carpooled with and she doesn’t answer and appears to have left. “ Fuck” you say as the phone call goes to voicemail. “ What’s wrong” Hamzah says. “ My friend that gave me a ride here isn’t answering her phone and I don’t see her anywhere” “ I could give you a ride if you want” “ Really!?” “ Yea, I don’t mind”

You say goodbye to your close friend and thank her for inviting you. You and Hamzah walk outside to his car and get in. As your driving Hamzah gives you the aux and you blast your music. You guys arrive to your apartment. “Thank you Hamzah” you smile at him. “ No problem” You exit his car and start walking toward your apartment but then you walk back ,” Wait I just realized we didn’t exchange contacts” “ I was just about to tell you that too” you both laugh and exchange phone numbers. “ Well thank you again,I hope we can hang out soon” “ Me too, I’ll see you soon” You walk back to your apartment and look back seeing he’s waiting for you to walk in. You wave goodbye and walk inside.

Hope this lived up to your expectations 😭🙏

[luvrrgirl444]

chapter 24: so girlhood

IRL, INSTAGRAM!

*planetyn had just started a live!

‘GRWMMMM’

“hiiii y’all!” you greeted your supporters as they started to enter the live.

you were just about to get ready when you realized you hadn’t done a grwm livestream in a while. so, you decided to do one.

hannabae: HEYYY PRETTY

se7en: MOTHERS BACK

user999: GIRL WE MISSED U

“oh my god, i missed you guys too! how are you?”

user2: GOODDDDDDD

se7en: WE GUCCI WBU

“i’m good!” you said, putting on your headband and pushing strands of hair away from your face. “so. i’m getting ready right now because me and the gang are going out.” you paused. “and we might or might not film a video.” you playfully bit your finger. “wink wink.”

santanalvr: WE GETTIN A BIG CHEESE VIDEO HELL YEAHHHHH

“hey! now, i didn’t say all that.” you looked around, suspiciously. “anyways! let’s get into this beat!”

you had already moisturized your face earlier, so you started with primer. you applied the sticky product onto your skin and rubbed it in.

therealnai2: where ur man at queen

user00: omg why’d i forget the brits were in nyc

you looked at the comment and laughed. “the brits is crazy work,” you started to brush your eyebrows and lightly fill them in. “eren and brit gang are at their hotel right now. literally everyone’s getting ready right now.”

therealnai2: OH PERIODDDDD

hannabae: girl what song is in the background omg

“all i want is you by miguel and j cole. i love this song so bad y’all.” you held the makeup brush to your lips and started to sing the lyrics.

kimberlyyyy: CUS THEY DONT SMILE

yummyymir: she think she ymir omgg ijbol

conman69: brah stfu 😭😭😭😭

“CONNIE. get the fuck out my live right now bitch.” you rolled your eyes and fake punched the camera. “that’s for you hoe!”

you held up two foundations to the camera. “which one should i use today y’all?” you asked your supporters. majority said charlotte tilbury, so you opened the bottle and applied a generous amount onto your face. blending the product in afterwards.

your bedroom door suddenly opened and sasha’s head peeked through. “y/n, can i use your setting spray? pleaseeee,” she pleaded. you jokingly rolled your eyes and beckoned her to come in.

sasha then came into the camera and smiled. “heyyyy live!”

hannabae: HEYYY SASHA BAE

bbycakes: DIDNT U BUY HER ONE FOR HER BDAY IJBOL 😭😭

“BRO, I DID! i swear she drinks that shit.” you said, handing her the bottle of setting spray. sasha laughed. “i don’t! i just use alot! i need my shit to stay all day.”

user00: okay thats real

“thank you user00!”

since sasha was done with her makeup and she already had her outfit picked, she decided to stay in your room. she plugged in the straightener that was hidden in one of your vanity drawers. she began to straighten her hair, while you did your makeup.

therealnai2: this is so girlhood

user00: I love yall so bad omg

15 minutes later..

“makeup and hair is done guys! are we serving or what?” you and sasha posed for the camera, showing off your makeup and hair.

“oh we ate!” sasha said, biting her finger.

user007: y’all are GIVINGGGG

yummyymir: girlies ate downnnn

hannabae: MOTHERS OH MYYYYY

user29: i wish i was Eren and mikasa

you and sasha giggled and thanked your supporters for the compliments. “i think we’re gonna end the live here. thank you all for chatting with us, bye bye!!!!”

“make good choices!” sasha shouted before the live ended.

*planetyn has ended the live!

🫧

- #THEONLYBESTIESEVER

- giving yall another one to make up for the 4 months..

taglist <3 : @greeniegreengreen @bakuhoes-bxtch @itzgabz22 @princess-jaeger @marsandsaturn @violenthots @roses-arerosies @conniesbbymama @llovergirlll @iheartamajiki @clipperlighter @liliorsstuff-blog @hoohoohope @akvrae @rinslutz @miniaturelunar @sheluvzeren @shigamiryuk @chamomilespetal @booistoleyou @asp7n @heartz444skz @thatartistshar0n @vintagexparker @tsukkisukkii @venusinx @seeingivy @cyberkitty1 @anitatvd @blamemef0rit @crvzy-fujoshi @seeingivy @dazaisfavgf @bubbabobabubbles @erenspersonalwh0re

[strniohoeee]

idk what to ask but something super angst enemies to lovers with matt

Disregard(Matt’s Version)

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Matt and Y/N hate each other. However one night at a party things take an ugly turn, and Matt’s there to help her. Feelings are expressed but are these feelings mutual? 🌷

Warning⚠️: None really some guy tries to take advantage of reader.

Song for the imagine: R U Mine?- Arctic Monkeys

And satisfaction feels like a distant memory

And I can’t help myself

All I ever wanna say is “are you mine?”

“You at a party with Matt? How’s that going to work” my friend asked me over the phone laughing

“It’s going to work because I hate him, and I will be far away from him duhh” I said raking through my closet looking for an outfit

“I just don’t know how you can hang out with him and his brothers when yall can’t stand one another” she said

“Well Nicks my friend mostly sadly and Chris is cool, but Matt’s just always there” I said huffing when I couldn’t find the shirt I wanted

“Why don’t you and Nick just hang out” she responded

“I mean we have, but they are always together. I’ve learned to just not acknowledge him” I said laughing

“Man I don’t know how you’ve been sticking it out this long” she said to me

“He was at his worse in high school, so if I got over that I can get over anything” I responded back

“Mmm that’s true he was an annoying little shit” she said giggling

“He really was, and he was such a dick” I said rolling my eyes

“He was, but I’m gonna let you go girl. I know you have to prepare for this party, and I’m about to head out with my man on a date” she said to me

“Alright girl I love you, and have fun I’ll talk to you soon” I responded

“Love you too, and have fun as well” she responded

I hung up and finished looking through my closet for another outfit.

“FINALLYYYY” I said as I found the shirt I’ve been hunting for

To be honest I’m not too sure why my hate for Matt was still there. I’ve been friends with Nick for 5 years now, and although Matt was an asshole in school I couldn’t stop my hate towards him.

He just was always there, and swore he was hot shit. He wanted to be cool and mysterious so badly and it annoyed the shit out of me.

I agreed when Chris called him “tough” because it was true. He acted like this big bad guy, and like he was too good for everybody. Hated it and I hated him

Initially I really liked him, but he destroyed all of that when we were in high school. It haunted me daily…..man fuck Matt

I finished getting ready and decided to Uber over to the triplets house since Nick wanted us to carpool

I headed into their house and walked up to nicks room

“Nickkkk” I said as I walked in and hugged him

“Heyyy” he said pulling away

“Excited for tonight?” I asked him as I sat on his bed

“Very! I haven’t been to a party in a while” he said looking in his closet

“Oh my gosh sameeee” I said

“Should I wear a pink shirt or a black shirt?” He asked

“Mmmmm pink, that color looks good on you” I said back

“I was thinking the same” he said laughing

Suddenly Chris and Matt barged into his room

“YOOO” Chris yelled coming in

“Hey” I said smiling at him

“Stop fucking screaming like a bafoon” Nick said

“Uhhh who brought the negative Nancy” Chris said rolling his eyes

Nick just rolled his eyes at Chris as he finished getting ready in his bathroom

“Nick I have a question” I said getting up

“What’s up?” He asked

“Do you have my perfume I left here a while back” I asked

“Mmm I should, might be in my top drawer” he said

“Yeah you might want to mask that smell” Matt said laughing

“Ew….youre not funny” I said giving him a dirty look

“Yeah and youre ugly” he said making an ugly face

“You act like a two year old” I said not even looking at him

“Alright children enough” Chris said rolling his eyes

“I’m going to wait downstairs, I’m not going to allow Matt to ruin my night” I said after I sprayed myself with perfume and leaving Nicks room

About 10 minutes later they all came down and we decided to head out. Matt drove us to this influencers house who they knew and we headed in

“Alright guys don’t get too wild and try not to fight anyone” Nick said

“Got it” we said laughing

We walked in and started to say hi to the people we knew. I headed into the kitchen to make myself a drink because this was going to be a long night.

I was sitting in the kitchen sipping on my drink while people watching when I saw someone from the corner of my eye.

“Hey” he said, I looked over at him smiling as I swallowed my drink

“Hi” I said properly

“I’m Grey, but most people call me G” he said sticking his hand out for me to shake

“I’m Y/N” I said shaking his hand

“Are you here alone?” He asked as he began to make himself a drink

“Oh no I’m here with some friends, but we branched off” I said to him

“Oh nice yeah I did the same. I think my friends with some girl or some shit” he said shaking his head

“Ahh yes the classic party hook up” I said

“So cliche right” he said laughing

I went to answer but Matt walked into the kitchen clearing his throat and shoving in between us to get a Pepsi

“Oh uh am I interrupting something?” Matt asked looking between Grey and I

“No, go away Matt” I said sighing

“Cant I get a drink?” He said cheering my cup and giving me a shit eating grin

“I’m going to uhhh I’m going to head out” Grey said before walking off

“You fucking dick” I said punching Matt

“I came to get a drink” he said shrugging his shoulders

“You’re such a fucking asshole I hate you” I said finishing my drink and going to make another one

“Not sure why you hate me” he said scoffing

“Tuh- you’re not sure?” I said grabbing a coke to mix with Malibu

“Mmm no not really” he said shaking his head

“Oh well let me jog your memory shall I? You were an absolute piece of shit in high school. You called me every terrible name under the sun. You turned our whole grade against me. Let’s not forget that so-called prank you pulled on me. Calling me telling me you liked me when you knew I liked you asking me out and then telling me it was a joke and that you truly hated me. Oh not to mention you recorded it and sent it to the whole fucking school. You humiliated me in front of everyone” I said mixing my drink

“It wasn’t that serious, you know. I was hanging around asshole guys and I thought it was cool” he said nonchalantly

“You’re still the same way though” I said scoffing

“I’m really not” he said

“You are Matt….you are. I don’t know what I ever did to you, but I know I don’t deserve this shit” I responded

“Oh don’t act innocent you weren’t a saint” he said

“Yeah maybe in high school I got you back a few times but nothing compared to the shit you out, and that was high school were 21 now” I responded

“I have my reasons and you have yours” he said

I looked at him and scoffed…what is he even saying

“Grow up Matt” I said lifting off the counter to walk away

“Right back at you” he said shaking his head

“And stay the fuck out of my way” I said shoving past him

I walked off angrily and decided to look for Grey because I really needed to take my mind off of Matt. He was making my blood boil and my head spin

I saw Grey sitting on a couch scrolling through his phone

“Hey stranger” I said walking up to him

“Oh Heyy Y/N” he said smiling and locking his phone to put it away

“Sorry about that back there he can be a bit annoying” I said sitting next to him

“Ex boyfriend drama?” He asked

“Oh god no. Rival since high school” I said laughing

“Damn since high school” he said

“Yeah” I responded taking a seat next to him

Grey and I had been talking on the couch for a while. His fingers and hands often becoming loose and touching me. Nothing that made me uncomfortable, but it was certainly strange.

Unbeknown to Y/N Matt was watching her and Grey the whole time. He had a weird feeling about him, but couldn’t put his finger on it. He didn’t like that Grey was touching her, but she didn’t seem bothered so he stood back.

“Hey want to head up to a room I can’t really hear you” Grey asked nicely

“Ummm yeah sure” I said

“Nothing weird I promise” he said laughing

“Oh no worries” I said laughing and getting up to follow him

Matt was sitting as he watched them get up and head to the stairs. His ears perking up at this…..something was telling him to follow them.

Slowly Matt got up following behind them at a good distance. Listening in on their convo as best as he could. Didn’t seem strange, but he still wanted to make sure Y/N was okay.

Grey and Y/N had walked into a room shutting the door behind them, and Matt stood a few feet behind. He didn’t want to listen in, but he also wanted to make sure nothing weird was about to go down

“So tell me more about you” Grey said as we both sat on the bed

“Mmm well I’ve been living here for a while now, I’m originally from Boston” I said scanning my brain for more things to say

“Nice nice” he said staring at me

“I’m not sure what else to say” I said giggling

But Grey didn’t say anything he just stared at me….it started to bother me

“Is there something on my face?” I asked getting nervous

“Oh uh no sorry you’re just gorgeous” he said

“Oh thank you” I said looking down

At first coming up here seemed like a good idea, but now I’m worried he got the wrong picture. I did not want anything to do with this man other than a possible friendship. This was started to bug me out

Suddenly he started to lean in, I jumped up

“Oh no no that’s not why I came up here” I said backing away

“Oh? Well then why did you come up here” he asked shocked

“Umm because I thought you wanted to hear me better not try to kiss me” I said looking at him weirdly

“Well one kiss wouldn’t hurt” he said getting up

“No I’m good” I said nodding my head at him

“Just one come on” he said in a sleazy way

“And I said no. No is a full sentence” I said getting upset

“Stop being a tease already” he said

“I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong idea, but I do not want to kiss you” I said

He came closer and I backed away banging into a table against the wall

“Back away” I said

On the other side Matt heard the muffled conversations and the scuffling going on between two people, but he didn’t know what was going on.

“Please stop” I said pushing him off of me as we struggled against the table causing some things to fall

“Come on baby” he said getting upset

“FUCK OFF” I yelled pushing him off and grabbing the front door

My eyes surprised me when I made eye contact with Matt who was standing infront of the door

“Matt?” I asked confused

“What’s going on?” He said looking behind me into the room

“Nothing” I said pushing him back trying to get him to leave

“Your little bitch is a tease” Grey said to Matt

“She’s not a bitch, and if she said no then it’s no” Matt said looking the dude up and down

“She doesn’t want you either, so don’t try to be Superman” he said scoffing

“Fuck you. I’m being a decent human being respect her” Matt said

“What are you going to do about huh?” He said laughing at Matt

“Come on stop” I said trying to pull Matt away

“No” he said pushing my hand away

“You’re a piece of shit” Matt said walking towards Grey

“Don’t care” he said still laughing

Matt looked at him before punching him in the jaw

“MATT WHAT THE FUCK” I yelled out

They both started to scuffle around throwing punches

“Stop it” I said trying to pull Matt away

Matt hit the guy again in the nose causing him to stumble backwards

“When a woman tells you no that means no” he said backing away from Grey

“Matt we have to go now” I said pulling him away

Matt and I ran down the stairs and to his car

“Are you okay?” He asked me as we got in the car

“Yeah I’m fine” I said bluntly

“What a sick fuck” he said turning his car on

“Why do you care?” I asked

“Well I got a bad vibe from him okay, and I just didn’t want you to get hurt” he said as he pulled off

“Matt caring about me” I asked

“I don’t care about you…..I just didn’t want some creep to take advantage” he said scoffing

“Mm don’t care about me sureeeee” I said sitting back in my chair

“I don’t fucking like you okay Y/N” he said getting upset

“Feelings mutual I could’ve handled my own” I said

“Didn’t seem like it” he said

“I had it” I said getting upset with him

“You’re so stubborn” he said

“And so are you” I said

“Just stop okay” he said gripping the steering wheel tighter

“Stop what? Just take me home and shut up” I said rolling my eyes

“You’re such a bitch I try and help you and this is what I get” he said

“Stop the car” I said bluntly

“No” he said

“Matthew stop the fucking car now” I said

Matt looked over at me and pulled over. I hopped out and began to walk

“What the fuck are you doing?” He asked

“Shut the fuck up” I said continuing to walk

Matt hopped out the car following behind me

“Get in the car now” he said sternly

“You’re not my dad, go away” I said shooing him

“I’m not asking you again. Get in the car now” he said trailing closer to me

“GO AWAY” I yelled at him

Matt ran a little faster and grabbed my arm pulling me to turn around

“IM NOT LEAVING YOU HERE STOP BEING STUBBORN AND GET IN THE CAR” he yelled at me

“Let go of me” I said pulling my arm away from him harshly

“Get in the car. I know you hate me. I get that, but get in the car. I’ll take you home and I’ll never bother you again” he said

“Matt no I’m not going anywhere with you” I said

“Stop being so stubborn holy shit” he said pulling at his hair

“No one told you to save me, no one told you to take me home and no one told you to follow me out here. You don’t like me so go away” I said turning around to keep walking

“Yeah I don’t like you because…..because I love you” he said

I stopped in my tracks and slowly turned around to face him

“What?” I asked

“I love you okay” he said shaking his head

“No no you’re not doing this. After all these years of being a piece of shit you’re not about to pull this I love you card” I said pointing at him

“I’ve been a horrible person I know, but I truly didn’t know how to express myself. And i know these words probably mean nothing. But I want you to know I can’t do this anymore. I can’t hide my true feelings by pretending to be mean to you. When I saw you and that guy I got so jealous because that….that should be me” he said

“I don’t know what to say to you” I said shaking my head

“That’s okay. Just get back in the car, let me take you home. And you don’t have to see me ever again” he responded

“Matt I… I don’t know what to say because I love you too. I have loved you since high school, and I masked these feelings with hatred because it was the easiest thing to do” I said

“I’m sorry, okay. I never meant to hurt you the way I did” he said

“I don’t know if I can accept that apology right now. You hurt me badly” I told him

“I get that, but just let me take you home and we can talk about it tomorrow” he said

“Ok” I responded in a whisper

I got back into Matt’s car and he drove me home. The whole ride was silent. My thoughts racing in my head about what he told me….did he really love me?

Matt got to my apartment complex and walked me to my apartment door

“Thanks Matt” I said looking at him

“Oh yeah no worries can’t have you walking alone at night” he said

“No. I mean for everything tonight thank you” I said smiling

“Oh yeah. Of course” he said smiling back

“Ummm I really like you, and you did hurt me, but I want to work this out” I said

“Yeah yeah I do too” he said looking at my eyes

“Well goodnight Matt” I responded opening my door

“Can I have a hug?” He asked shyly

I smiled at this and pulled him in for a hug, kissing him on the cheek

“I appreciate you truly for tonight” I said smiling weakly

He nodded his head at me

“I’ll call” he said

“I’ll answer” I responded

And with that I walked into my apartment locking the door behind me.

Matt drove back to pick up his brothers. Once he was home he laid in bed smiling to himself.

I can’t wait to hear her voice again.

The End

I hope you enjoyed this one I love yall sooo much omgg🥹🖤🖤

-J💅🏽

[dearmura]

heyyy can i request a riki fic where yall argue and u ignore him but he tries realll hard to make it up to u?? tysmmmm

all that matters

☆ cw. she/her pronouns used to refer to reader

☆ pairings. idol! riki × fem! reader

☆ genre. established relationship, fluff, a little angst (they make up in the end dw), misunderstandings

☆ synopsis. when you refuse to talk to riki after a disagreement, he can't stand it, doing everything in his power to make it up to you

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

you have the reached the voicemail of nishimura riki, please leave a message after the tone *beeeeep*

rolling your eyes, you lock your phone, throwing it across your bed with a humph, curling yourself into a ball as you sulk under your blanket. as per usual, it was late at night, way to late to stay out, and riki was still not home from practice. a few texts sent to the other members suggests that practice ended hours ago, yet, riki stayed much later, like always

you appreciated his hard work, you really did. but was it so wrong to miss one's boyfriend? to want to spend time with him? it sure seemed like it to you, considering his empty promises everyday of coming home early, which he never seemed to fulfill

just as you were about to sulk further, you heard keys just outside your door, jolting you from your thoughts. though you were mad, in the end, you still missed him and couldn't resist greeting him, albeit, ready to scold him

slowly creaking the door open, riki assumed you were asleep by now considering how late it was but was instantly proven wrong when he was greeted to a fuming y/n tapping her foot, arms crossed

he knew he was screwed

"hey, angel~ why are you up so late? you didn't have to wait for me you kn-"

"don't 'angel' me, nishimura. I should be asking you that same question, now shouldn't I?" you interrupt, not giving him the chance to sweet talk his way out of this one

"y/n..." he continued, your name feeling weird as it rolls off his tongue, not being used to calling you anything other then a term of endearment

"I'm sorry, I really really am, but I have a comeback just around the corner and that's my priority right now" he tries. though, judging by your reaction, he assumes his words weren't the best articulated. you scoff

"more important than me? you didn't even bother to answer my calls. and don't even try to say you were busy, nishimura. I know practice ended hours ago" you knew you were being a little immature, but you couldn't think straight, fed up with ignorance

"baby I-" "just leave me alone. it's not like you care enough to prioritize me anyway" you spit bitterly

he tried to approach you but you just pulled away, needing a moment to yourself. in the heat of the moment, you walked away, leaving the boy dumbfounded as he watched your figure slowly reach rather and rather away from him. as you reached your room, you slammed the door, sliding down the wooden frame as tears brimmed in your eyes. you knew you were being dramatic but your mind was too clouded by emotions to even care

finally snapping out of his thoughts, riki quickly followed after you, only to be met with the door to his face. the quiet hitches of your breath from beyond the door made his heart break and mind go into overdrive, absolutely hating himself for being the reason you were in that state. as he tries to reason with you, you only pull away further, needing a moment to collect yourself, leaving him feeling what he could only describe as empty

he couldn't be upset with anyone but himself. he knew he was in the wrong for neglecting your feelings and needs in favor his work. he knew you had every reason under the sun be mad at him right now. but he couldn't deny how much he wanted you in his arms right now, showering you with kisses and being lulled to sleep by your little snores. in respect of your wishes, he painfully parts from the door, a tear slipping down his cheek as he lays on the couch. as you sulk to yourself, you don't even realize your boyfriend just in the other room crying himself to sleep, drowning in guilt and self loathing

✧

the next morning, you wake up with a pounding headache, reminding you of your tears the previous night. with a clearer mind, you reminisce of how dramatic you were being and feel a pang of guilt when you see the boy not sleeping beside you. groggily, you shuffle out of bed and into the kitchen to search for the boy, but he is no where to be seen. the thought of him heading to practice this early saddened you just as it did before

with a heavy sigh, you opened the fridge door, searching for something to eat when the front door opened. at this point, you were fed up with his audacity. the fact that he knew you were upset and didn't even try to reason with you, only continuing to make the same mistake again. not even wanting to bother with him, you storm back into your room before he could reach the kitchen

unbeknownst to you, the boy walked in, a devasting smile on his face as he held a bouquet of flowers in his arms, a DVD of your favorite movie, and your favorite snacks, waking up extra early to head to the store as soon as it opened. as he searched the house, his shoulders dropped when you were no where in sight. knocking at your door, he tries to keep a cheery mood but is slapped in the face when you don't even want to talk to him

at this point, his emotions got the best of him and he couldn't hold back his tears. sliding down the door, he drops down to his knees and sobs, utterly disgusted with himself

just beyond the door, you hear little sniffles and whines. though you were upset, he was still your boyfriend after all. worrily, you open the door and your eyes are met with a slumped riki with tear-stained eyes, disheveled hair, and a tear soaked shirt. looking up, he only sobs more

"I-I'm so *hiccup* sorry, angel. I know I'm a horrible *hiccup* boyfriend. p-please don't break up with *hiccup* me" his voice breaks as he offers you the bouquet of flowers, the DVD and snack bags scattered behind him

seeing his state only brought you to tears. wordlessly, you dropped to your knees with him and embraced him a tight hug. the warmth of his hold you missed oh so much brought you indescribable comfort

"no I'm sorry for pushing you away, my love. and I would never break up with you" you reassure him, feeling his hold tighten around you. face emerging from the crook of your neck, he manages to whisper out

"I'm sorry I was so *sniff* selfish and didn't prioritize y-" "shh shh shh, it's okay baby. I understand. you're with me now, that's all that matters" you massage his scalp, placing little pecks here and there, successfully calming him down

"now let's watch this movie" you reach for the DVD laid behind the boy, giving him a smile

"and I call dibs on the Takis" you state matter of factly, making him giggle, ruffling your hair at your cuteness

"it's all yours, princess"

fin

[taesancore]

the playlist i never sent

woonhak x f!reader

(𝐈𝐈𝐈) So let’s go see the stars

a/n: so pt.3 took mUch longer than i thought it would-and its not the final part either😭, anyways this one’s a little longer than usual so i hope yall like it!!

🧸.ᐟ series masterlist ❕

🧸.ᐟ genre: f2l, (idiots to lovers🤡), angstfest in this part

🧸.ᐟ warnings: angst, depictions of anxiety and similar symptoms, crying, rich people setting, kind of an emotionally insensitive mother :/, mentions of enhypen’s ni-ki, riize’s anton, seventeen’s jeonghan and dino, lmk if there are more!!

wc: 4981, lowercase intended.

“heyyy rikiii !!” you said brightly as you walked into art class. “what do you want” came the weary of your classmate and partner during art class, nishimura riki. he continued to stare at you suspiciously as you shot him a huge smile, unlike your usual snarky remarks that were a part of your usual banter. but you had to admit, you two made the best duo in art class whenever projects were assigned.

“so are you free this week” you blurted out, watching his expression turn confused.

“no…but why?” he asked. welp.

“nothing really!” you replied in that same cheery voice as you sat down next to him.

“…you’re being weird today” he eyed you as your teacher walked in.

you ignored him, furiously working your mind and thinking of other ways. riki wasn’t an option now…who else was there?

“something’s up isn’t it? tell meee” riki whined as you shushed him.

“…need a date for a business party this week” you muttered, wincing as you

“just ask woonhak” he replied as you huffed.

“he has a date on that day—“

“eh??”

you blinked at his startled exclamation.

“are you sure? but that makes no sense…” riki mumbled. he was positive that the younger boy was madly in love with you, so how on earth was he ready to go on a date with someone who wasn’t you??

you sighed.

“well it’s true so he’s out of the question…do you have anyone who’s willing to accompany me? i’ll even pay if they want!”

“you need a date?? for what?” came a voice from behind you as you jumped.

out of all the people, why did it have to be han jihoon??

“yo woonhak has a date?? who the fuck??” riki questioned jihoon before you could say anything.

“he WHAT??” jihoon squawked, making all the heads in the class turn towards him. mrs. moon sent him a little glare as she continued to silently observe the students, while jihoon muttered an apology.

“woonhak said yes?? to seowon??” he whisper yelled as riki shrugged.

“that’s what y/n said”

“is it true?” he asked you, wide eyed. you nodded as jihoon smacked his forehead.

“wait then why do you need a date? is it a double date?” jihoon questioned further, still unable to fathom the new bit of information he received. just why on earth would woonhak say yes to seowon??

“ah um…did i say date? i meant hate!! yeah i reallly hate riki you know? haha” you laughed, shoving an offended riki beside you as jihoon looked at the two of you with a skeptical gaze.

“that was a pathetic excuse you know” jihoon said bluntly as riki snorted. luckily the bell rang loudly at that moment, saving your sorry ass from replying to jihoon and defending yourself. you squeaked out a quick “goodbye!” before dashing out of the classroom, desperate to avoid any further encounters with him.

phew. god saved you with that one.

꒰ 💭 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

“still didn’t find anyone?” eunchae asked softly as you two stood in line for lunch. you spent almost the entire day carefully observing your classmates to see whom you could ask. but then it would be weird to straight up go ask any of them to be your date…after all they were just your classmates!

the mere thought of walking up and asking hanjin, or maki or any of your classmates, most of whom you’ve known since elementary and middle school made you cringe, that would remain as an awkward memory forever and that was the last thing you needed amidst all the current drama.

“why just why do i end up doing these kind of things?? even my mom thinks i’ve got a boyfriend now!!” you lamented as eunchae stifled a giggle, remembering yesterday’s events that you had filled her in with the minute you entered school today.

“did i hear that right? have you really got a boyfriend now y/n?” of course your mom had to hear that. she strode towards you with a confused stare as you tried your best to mask your panic.

“that’s right mom, i figured i’d reveal him at the party itself…” you said, words flowing out of you automatically. was this how liars lied so easily? you could become a pro at this rate.

your mom did something unexpected, she beamed at you as eunbin scowled. “that’s great sweetie! i can’t wait to meet him now!” she said as you gaped at her.

now you really needed to find a date—no boyfriend.

“i think i’ll just go dateless chae” you sighed, placing an apple on your tray as the line moved forward. “and let that greaseball eunbin annoy you further? hell no” eunchae scoffed, making you wince at the thought of his smug face if you walked in dateless.

“if only you didn’t go ahead with your plan, woonhak would’ve been your date but noooo you martyred yourself!!” eunchae scolded you for the nth time, and for the first time you found yourself doubting your actions.

but martyring yourself was the best option in this case…he’d be happy with seowon.

“speaking of woonhak, i haven’t seen him all day?” eunchae wondered, missing your guilty expression that took over your face. truth was, you had been avoiding him ever since the seowon incident in the corridor as you had no idea to act around him now.

seowon being around him most of the time made it pretty easy for you, but when she wasn’t, you found yourself hiding behind walls and turning in the opposite direction whenever you saw him nearby.

you wanted to be normal truly…but now that him and seowon were making progress, you had to find a way to keep the green monster inside you at bay…even if it meant ignoring your best friend.

“woonhak? i bet he’s with seowon again, that girl can’t leave him alone to save her life” came the voice of haerin as she joined the queue.

“y/n weren’t you looking for a date?? i know someone who might be of help” she added as you perked up at this information. looks like the world didn’t hate you after all.

꒰ 💭 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

“yah kim woonhak!!” hollered jihoon the minute he found his friend in the class.

“what the blazes were you thinking? you’re really going on a date with seowon??” he cried as woonhak looked away.

“she might be the dove girl jihoon…i don’t know” woonhak said half heartedly.

“and what about y/n?”

“what about her? she doesn’t like me anyways and you know that!” woonhak snapped, startling the boy next to him.

“i know okay? i know…i like her, fuck i like her so much it hurts, i wish she was the one in the mask that night, things would’ve been easier but what can i do? she’d never see me the same”

jihoon could only watch sadly as his friend hung his head low, clearly overwhelmed with the entire ordeal. clearly this was not the best time to break the news of you having a date to him as a moody and jealous woonhak was not a combination he was ready to deal with at the moment at all.

꒰ 💭 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

“have you found a date yet?” mr. yoon asked you that evening as you went home from school.

“i think? i’m yet to text him though” you murmured, scrolling through the profile haerin had sent to you.

“i’m still surprised that woonhak has a date, that kid is literally in love with you” jeonghan mused as you scoffed.

you: hi is this taesan?

han taesan: yes, are you y/n?

you: yes, i’m assuming haerin told you about sunday’s event…i hope you’re free?

꒰ 💭 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

the only time han jihoon had seen his friend woonhak lose his shit was once when he accidentally deleted his entire project which he was partnered with you for, and when he heard that their senior yang jungwon had a thing for you. both the times, you were involved when he exploded and it was always jihoon who served as his emotional support.

but today? jihoon could tell he was close to losing his shit over his date, with the amount of texts seowon had been bombarding him with since yesterday but his usual signs of him normally losing his shit were…unusual today.

“so...did y/n talk to you?” he asked casually, trying to bring up a familiar and favourite topic to help him analyse why woonhak was currently expressionless as he rummaged through jihoon’s wardrobe.

“It’s been 6 days since she has—hey where’s that red jacket of your’s?”

“six days?!”

woonhak hummed as he pulled out a simple denim jacket, matching it with his outfit, one that he wore often when y/n would drag him to the cafe near her house— stop. stop thinking about her.

“anyways, forget about y/n for now, are you excited for the date??” jihoon quipped as woonhak put his phone down, unbothered to open the endless row of unread messages from seowon.

“I’m only doing this to find out if she’s the dove girl jihoon, and to return her earring of course” woonhak sighed as he turned towards his friend.

“honestly, I’d be more excited if y/n texted me right now instead of seowon” he chuckled bitterly as jihoon’s pursed his lips.

“ayo woonhak—isn’t y/n l/n your girl??” came the voice of jihoon’s brother taesan as he entered the room.

“yes—but what happened?” Jihoon questioned before woonhak could deny him

“why’d she ask me to be her date then…what a small world” taesan mumbled to himself as jihoon’s eyes widened.

“she wHAT??” if woonhak was expressionless earlier, he sure wasn’t now with his current nonplussed state as jihoon winced. what a small world indeed.

“s-so you were the date..” jihoon stuttered as woonhak turned to glare at him.

“you knew about this?? why didn’t you tell me—I’m gonna kill you han jihoon—“

“I couldn’t risk dealing with your hormonal ass if I told you?? you’ve got a date too anyways!!” jihoon cried as woonhak sputtered, still trying to fathom the news he just heard.

why would she even need a date unless—

He took in taesan’s attire, a neat blazer with shirt—a business party again.

“hyung” he spoke out as jihoon and taesan looked at him

“you can’t go with her”.

seowon: woonhak im near the ferris wheel! Are you here yet?

seowon: you must be running late, I’ll be near the carousel, ive taken cotton candy for the two of us!

seowon: it’s been half an hour already…is there a lot of traffic?

seowon: woonhak?

seowon: will you be coming today..?

꒰ 💭 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

you were a mess. and your day was going to be a mess too. and it was all taesan’s fault. the emo looking guy had bailed in the last minute and now you were back to square one: dateless.

mom is gonna kill me, you thought as you politely greeted some of your moms colleagues, trying not to visibly wince because of the tightness of the threads of your dress that were tied near your waist.

your heart was thumping loudly in your ears as you felt beads of sweat forming on your forehead. god please, now was not the time. you spotted your mother entering the ballroom of the hotel as people clad in fancy suits and dresses stopped by to chat with her. you scowled as you spotted eunbin too, hair greased back with gell and all as he smiled artificially at his father’s friends.

“y/n darling! there she is my daughter!” your mom called out, smiling widely as she beckoned you over to her work seniors.

“this is my daughter—darling where’s your date?” you gulped at her camouflaged glare and slight change in tone, which went unnoticed by the people around you.

“he’s gonna be here soon mom, don’t worry—it’s a pleasure to meet you ma’am” you simpered with a huge smile, eyes darting away from your moms as you tried to focus on anything—anything else other than her, or eunbin at that moment.

the world went blurry around you, you weren’t sure for how many minutes or seconds it lasted but once your vision cleared, you registered one of your moms colleagues—executive lee who was introducing his son to your mother.

“…graduated last year, and he’s off to yale soon, my son chanyoung!” he beamed as your mom gushed at this information. the boy—was he your senior? chanyoung looked like he’d rather be anywhere else but at the party as he sent a nervous smile at your mom who was still raving about his studies.

“that must be so exciting!! i’m sure you’d have a lovely time at yale dear, it’s so nice to see young people working so hard…if only my y/n could be like you, congratulations chanyoung!!” your mother smiled widely at him as her seniors expressed their congratulations too.

you merely laughed along at her statement, avoiding chanyoung’s sympathetic expression towards you as you ignored the familiar pang of bitterness inside you. this wasn’t anything new after all, if anything you had gotten better at masking your hurt.

“you bet he will! my son was just like you y/n dear, but look at him now!” executive lee boomed as he gave his son a mighty pat (more like a slap) to his back as he winced.

lee chanyoung looked like he was a second away from running out of the hall with the way everyone was surrounding him now; you could make out eunbin’s envy as he smoothened his jacket, while conversing with some of the other children of the businessmen in the party and shooting poor chanyoung the occasional glare.

“y/n dear where is your date? is he running late?” you didn’t miss the hint of distaste in your mom’s tone as she questioned you again, still maintaining her polite persona in front of her seniors.

“yeah, where is he y/n? did he dump you?” eunbin joined the conversation, further escalating your growing anxiety.

“don’t be silly! he’s probably stuck in traffic—it’s a sunday after all” you laughed softly, smiling lightly as your mom continued to look at you suspiciously. your vision tunnelled again as you racked through your brain for solutions, anything to escape this situation.

“are you sure? i’d be surprised if your, ah imaginary boyfriend does somehow show up” oh how badly you wished this slimeball had a mute button. some of your mom’s colleagues turned towards you two, interested in the conversation as chanyoung who was still in the group near you shot you a look of concern, the only one observant enough who noticed your tensed state.

“but hey…i’m always here in case you—“

“kim woonhak?” came a soft voice—from chanyoung as you turned around. woonhak?

“woonhak?!” your echo of disbelief attracted quite a few people’s eyes as you brought a hand to your mouth. red-faced, you bowed out apologies fervently as kim woonhak, decked in a neat black jacket with a white shirt underneath and black pants—oh wow, walked towards you with his usual smile.

“i’m so sorry i came late—mrs.l/n you look lovely as usual” woonhak greeted your mom as he gave her a bouquet of flowers. it hadn’t even been a minute and he already charmed your mom, you couldn’t believe kim woonhak. scratch that, you couldn’t believe your current situation right now seriously why is he here—

“so you’re y/n’s date?” eunbin butted in again—the urge to tape his mouth together was so strong. he eyed woonhak up and down as you glared at him.

“boyfriend actually, and you are-?”

you knew that woonhak knew who eunbin was, but that was the least of your concerns right now because

boyfriend?!

one one hand you felt like you were in a netflix drama, where the males had one of those dramatic stare offs. woonhak’s usually cheery tone was replaced with an air of coolness, a tone which was quite unfamiliar for you who had at the most, heard him whine out complaints occasionally.

on the other hand, you were frozen on spot as one of his arm went around your waist, pulling you closer to him. eunbin’s scoff drowned in the sea of the chatters from your mom and her colleagues as he strode away. but you didn’t care. your mind was floating once again and you weren’t sure if your heart was pounding from the earlier nerves or his arm around your waist now.

“i knew it—it took you two long enough didn’t it?” came chanyoung’s sly voice as he beamed at woonhak—riight he was on woonhak’s dance team, you failed to recognise it as he had dyed his hair a deep red, unlike his previous dark hair.

“anton sunbae! how’ve you been!” woonhak made his classic little woah of surprise as he in for a bro handshake.

“if yall are done with your bromance—woonhak, a word?” you tugged on his arm at the last bit as chanyoung waved a goodbye at you two.

once you pulled him outside the hall near the fountain lit garden, you faced him.

“what are you doing here?? and where’s taesan?” you burst out.

“seriously? not even a thank you?!” he scoffed, folding his arms.

“and what did you mean by boyfriend?! last time i checked we’ve been together since never!!”

“what—does the idea of being my girlfriend sound that bad??” he quoted your words from earlier, shooting you a glare that mirrored your own which was directed at him.

“i’m being serious woonhak—oh my god your date?? what are you doing here right now?!” your voice grew higher with each word as it dawned on him. right. his date.

“oh god i—no im so confused right now—why would you miss your date—how’d you find out about the party?!” you continued rambling, mind spinning as you began registering what happened. woonhak missed his date to come here? why was he here?

“why the fuck are you worrying about that date y/n—seriously is that what you’re panicking about right now?” he said incredulously as you continued to walk around in circles, the only thing going on in your mind right now was woonhak missed his date. and it’s somehow my fault.

“i swear to god—i don’t get why you didn’t tell me about today?? you didn’t have to hunt around for a date when i’m right here y/n!!” he could feel his temper rising but he didn’t care, woonhak really was feeling quite betrayed about you keeping things from him—was this why you were avoiding him?

“you’ve avoided me for a week y/n—and i don’t even know why!! and now you’re worrying about my date when i came all the way here for you??”

he finished angrily, breathing loudly as you finally stopped pacing around, freezing as you looked at him with a broken look.

“i-“

it was too much. you had successfully pissed woonhak off. your previous anxiety came crashing down as a tidal wave of emotions swept across you. it was too much, god you missed him so much but you fucked everything up. everything was too much, the past week had been hell for you and it all came crashing down as you let out a sob you had been holding in for god knows how long.

“i’m sorry—god i’m sorry woonhak, i’m so sorry”

you couldn’t keep your composure for longer, sinking onto the wet grass as tears freely trailed down your cheeks and fell on the fabric of your dress as you hung your head low.

“wait—shit, y/n—“

he made you cry. woonhak wanted to kill himself at that moment, seeing you cry because of him? fuck his temper, that stupid temper that made him lose control of his words. he wasted no time in bending down to your level as he pulled you into a hug, his hold on you was firm and tight as you sobbed your heart out into his chest.

“i’m sorry…it’s too much” you said between sobs, confusing him. he still held you, shuffling slightly so that your smaller frame was now nestled in his lap as he felt you first the back of his jacket tightly as your tears stained his shirt.

“what’s too much—y/n what aren’t you telling me?” he pleaded as you continued to let out choked out apologies while hiccuping out tears.

“can’t…breathe” you gasped between tears as he loosened his grip. huh—oh. his hands reached out to the ridiculously tight knotted satin around your waist as he pulled them out. you continued to breathe in heavily as he squeezed his eyes shut. what had he done??

“shh breathe…breathe in y/n..” he whispered as you let out another “i’m sorry”.

“no..i’m sorry y/n—fuck i didn’t mean any of it” he murmured as he lightly rocked you while gently stroking your hair.

woonhak thought his heart broke when he realised that you’d never feel the same way as he felt for you, but he was sure it physically broke today as he heard you whimper out a “please don’t get mad at me” while you trembled like a leaf in his arms. he silently vowed into the dusky skies that he’d never ever make you cry again, or he’d really die of misery.

“i’m sorry…for everything. and i missed you so much” he felt you mumble into his shirt as your breathing reduced its pace. you loosened your fists as you let go of his now crumpled jacket, small hands rested themselves on his back as you continued to sniffle lightly.

“im sorry for your date…i know i fucked it up—“

“shh. you didn’t do anything okay? i chose to come here instead and i’d do it anyday” woonhak said softly but firmly, and you knew that was the last time you’d be bringing up that topic again.

“i missed you too y’know” he murmured, resting his head above yours as he continued to comb his fingers through your strands.

the two of you sat in silence in the grass, the music from inside the hall floated softly though the garden as you began to calm down. inwardly, you didn’t want to leave the comfort of woonhak’s warm embrace, his arms felt like a second home.

reluctantly, you pulled away from his warmth and sat back on the grass as you found yourself face to face with a devastated woonhak.

“you look like a puppy who’s been kicked” you let out a watery giggle as he gaped at your change in demeanour.

“and you look like someone who’s failed at applying their mascara” he said as you let out a full blown laugh. he started laughing too as he heard you struggle to hold in your laughs and just like that, the ugly fight was forgotten.

“woonhak” you said once the two of you calmed down.

“let’s go see the stars”

꒰ 💭 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

“so you’re telling me taesan is jihoon’s brother?! oh my god what are the odds?” you marvelled as woonhak snorted.

“i still don’t get why you asked him though, like hello i’m right here??”

you could hear the pout in his voice as you smiled. the two of you were currently on the roof of your house, the telescope lied abandoned as you two lied on your backs, gazing at the night sky which was freckled with stars.

“i didn’t wanna ruin your date…” you admitted slowly as woonhak turned towards you. his previously neat hair now lied messily on his forehead, tousled by the gentle night winds.

“why are you like this…always placing others ahead of yourself” he chided softly as you turned to face him too.

“i don’t like seowon like that, and i don’t think i ever will” he confessed as your brows flew up. what??

“then whom were you talking about?!”

“huh?”

“huh?” you echoed back, cursing yourself inwardly for letting that slip out.

“…anyways, don’t ever do that again..putting yourself before others, especially with me” he emphasised, eyes boring into yours.

“i’ll try” you said lightly, facing the sky again as he did the same. all you could think about right now was how the two of you watched the stars just like this at school during the ball, except this time there were no masks involved.

“you know…we did this at the ball too” woonhak chuckled softly as you stilled.

“me and the dove girl…we looked at the stars after we danced, just like this”

you kept your mouth shut as he continued to reminisce, fearing that you’d blurt out something else again if you spoke up.

“i never told you this…but she kissed me y’know” he said bashfully as he avoided your eyes.

���do you like her?” you questioned slowly as he furrowed his brows.

“nah. i don’t think i do” he said after a beat as he faced you.

“do you like someone though?” you continued, more curious than ever now that he told you that it was never seowon whom he liked.

“…i do, but she’d never like me back” woonhak said slowly. truthfully, he had no idea why he was out here confessing his secrets to you. but why did you look so sad when he said that?

no way. he needed to stop bringing his hopes up for the smallest of gestures.

“are you upset that i didn’t tell you?” he asked softly as you shook your head.

“i don’t believe that she doesn’t like you back y’know” you said, trying to conceal your previous downcast expression. and you meant it, how could anyone not like him?

“whoever she is…she’s a lucky girl woonhak, you’re a really precious person” you whispered as you moved closer to him, still looking at him in the eyes.

“really?” he asked you with a small voice.

“really.”

there was a soft expression on his face as he smiled at you, before pulling you into a tender hug. you snuggled into his warmth for the second time that night as his arms encircled your smaller frame, his faint heartbeat thudding against your ear.

“you’re a really precious person too y/n” he murmured, kissing the crown of your head silently as you hummed. and he meant it, he really did.

꒰ 💭 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

“look at the two of them, god i can’t take this anymore” lee chan made a sound that was a mixture of disgust and endearment as jeonghan snickered next to him.

“i don’t think they know that we can see them” he continued, watching you and woonhak cuddle on the uneven roof of the house from below, where the car was parked. “they’re so in love it’s sickening”

“nah, they’re both so oblivious it’s sickening” jeonghan corrected as he hopped off the car’s opened boot, enjoying the fresh night breeze.

“wait— they aren’t dating?!” chan cried in disbelief, eyes darting back to the love struck teenagers on top who were now exchanging some more silent words.

“how do you not know their lore by now…” jeonghan sighed, heading back towards the car as chan prepared himself, eager to learn about the history of you and woonhak.

꒰ 💭 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

“alright guys! i’ll be assigning you in pairs, please hold hands and don’t get lost in the museum!” you looked around nervously, dreading whoever your teacher was going to assign you with. middle school trips were supposed to be fun but you were terrified in the crowded museum, bustling with kids from other school younger and older than you.

“y/n and woonhak!” your teacher’s voice rang out as you raised your hand. a smiley boy caught your eye, waving happily as he ran up to you.

“hi i’m woonhak!! you’re y/n right?” you shyly avoided his eyes, hesitantly holding out your hand for him to shake it. mom always taught you that shaking someone’s hand is a sign of expressing politeness.

he shook your hand quizzically, then proceeded to hold it tightly as your group walked behind your teacher. you glanced at your hand in his, heart thumping fiercely as he smiled at you again.

“woah!! aren’t those dinosaurs?” he exclaimed excitedly when you two stopped near the prehistoric section.

“yep, they’re stegosaurus, they’re herbivores” you said softly as he turned towards you. “you like dinosaurs?”

“yeah..” you mumbled, trying to blend into the background once again as he beamed at you.

“i love dinosaurs too! what’s your favourite one??”

soon the two of you found yourselves strolling through the prehistoric section, hands still interlinked as your school group was far forgotten. he would excitedly point towards the displays of early men and prehistoric creatures as you tried to remember information about them.

“ooh they’re homo erectus! they’re one of the earliest human species” you quipped up as woonhak snickered at the name. “seriously stop” you giggled with him as you two dissolved into a fit of laughter.

“i thought i wouldn’t be able to make friends with you” he said once you two calmed down. “you’re really quiet..but you’re so cool during science class” he said shyly as your cheeks bloomed pink.

“are we..friends now then?” you asked with a small smile as he broke out into a large grin. “hell yeah we are—hey where’s mrs. shim?!”

later that evening when you two got scolded soundly by mrs. shim for wandering away in the huge museum, the two of you left her office with large smiles instead. you were thrilled at making a new friend and woonhak was overjoyed as he finally got to talk to the cool girl from his science class.

꒰ 💭 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

you had no idea how you were back in your room, or how you were now on your bed with woonhak fast asleep next to you. did he carry you down here?

you slowly got up from the bed as you tiptoed into the empty hall, the clock currently read 3:12am which meant your mom was either still at the party or on her way back.

you crept back into your room as you took in its messy state, the reason being you and eunchae hunting for the perfect dress for the party the day before. your closet was open with clothes strewn haphazardly in it—

oh my god. oh my—

your stomach lurched as you nearly zoomed towards your closet, shutting it close as you nearly gasped out for air. you stood in front of the closet with your back plastered to it, as woonhak continued to soundly sleep. had he seen it? there was no way he could’ve missed it…what if he did see it?

it wasn’t your fault, you truly didn’t expect woonhak of all people to enter your room while you were rummaging through your wardrobe the day before. yeah, he could’ve missed seeing it. maybe he did.

the only thing you could do was silently pray, that he missed the sight of your peach coloured dress you wore to the ball. despite it being hung neatly next to all the gowns you owned in the previously wide open closet, you prayed that he somehow missed it.

you didn’t want to think about the possibilities that could occur in case he did see it. you really didn’t.

a/n pt.2: yes, i had to add anton to this, blame his new hairstyle not me😓😓.once again i’m so sorry that this took so long for me to write😭😭, i’m ngl this isn’t proofread rn but i’ll get to it by tonight!! tysm for reading this and being patient with my extremely annoying uploading schedule~ :,)

🖇️: @woonagi-lemon @huhuiiiisworld @helpsplease @jmclouds @minkkumaz @woonsbot @unhakki @dearly-somber

[lcthebtswriter]

starstruck

pairing: dacre montgomery x reader

summary: it's just your luck you have a one night stand with the man of your dreams

tags: @miscellaneoustoasts, @tellmehows, @just-that-trash-blog. @mrsjaxtellerfan, @statsvitenskap, @hardygalwrites (maybe? I meant to tag @hardygal69 but I think you're the same person, lmk)

warnings: smut (18+ only), slight choking, alcohol

a/n: heyyy, couple glasses of wine later and here yall go ;)

How did you end up here?

Falling apart with his mouth on your most sensitive parts, tongue swirling, lips sucking, fingers magically used to make you come undone.

The night was a blur leading up to the climax of your darkest desires. A bachelorette party for your best friend, a flurry of bar hopping and karaoke. It's a small world, as you've come to find out.

When you spotted Dacre at a bar, you acted like you didn't know him. It was difficult to do so when you saw him eye you throughout the night. You smiled, threw him a little wave, and left with your girlfriends for the next bar. You freaked out about it in private, walking in your heels along the sidewalk as the night carried on.

You were quiet in the taxi ride to your hotel, friends packed in the back seat chatting up the driver. The windows were rolled down, the cold breeze sobering you before being dropped off at your destination. Your friends follow you into the elevator, everyone discussing different subjects while you replay the snippet of social interaction with a celebrity. Had you been wasted you probably would have introduced yourself, but tonight wasn't the night. Your friend was to be married in the morning, and you'd hate to take any attention from her. You would have to make do with a story to tell at dinner parties.

After saying goodbye to your friends on their floor, you take the elevator up one more level. You lean against the chilling metal of the elevator wall, about to press the button that shuts the doors when you get the idea for a night cap. The hotel has a lavish bar in the dining area, and you aren't quite ready to call it a night. You're still dolled up and not at all mentally tired, so you decide to press the button for the lobby and head down.

You're surprised to find so few people in the lobby. With it being so late in the night, you expected more people to fill its lavish parlor and using the quaint dance floor to hold their partners close. Someone played a piano on stage, and you listened intently while choosing a seat closest to the music. The bartender looked tired, so you ordered something simple and took your phone from your bag to study the photos taken earlier that night.

The bride-to-be looked so happy. She smiled in every picture. You erase some, edit others, and sip your drink.

Movement in the corner of your eye draws your attention away from your phone. You recognize the combed back hair, the squared shoulders, and the charming gaze and smile of the actor you spotted earlier. He sits two seats down and waves the bartender over. When he notices your figure, he points a finger at you and grins.

"I saw you earlier," Dacre says.

You nod, fidgeting with the thin black straw in your drink. "You did," you say, nodding. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were following me." There's a teasing tone in your voice, a hint that you know who he is but won't make a scene. You wouldn't want the same being done to you, so you keep his peace and he acknowledges that by moving one seat closer.

Dacre gets his drink and swirls the ice around so it melts a bit. "I can assure you I'm not," he chuckles. It's breathy, as if exhaustion has set into his bones. "I just happen to be staying in the same hotel," he says. "What are you here for?" He continues.

"Bachelorette party," you reply.

Dacre nods, eyebrows raised in slight interest. He pieces together your group's nightly activities, not wanting to forget the moment he watched you saunter into the bar he occupied. You took up so much light in the room, practically glowing. It was just his luck you were staying in the same place.

"You guys have fun?" Dacre wonders. His shirt is unbuttoned a little bit, and you find your focus fixated on the bit of skin and chest hair exposed.

"We did! Not too much, though," you chuckle.

Dacre lets out a chuff of air, not quite a laugh but still amused.

"Are you filming for the show here?" You dare ask, hoping the inquiry doesn't scare him off. There's no intention to, at least.

"I'm here on business." He winks at you and takes a sip of his drink. You watch his lips part, watch his tongue as it licks the alcohol from his lips.

"Should I bother asking for a couple hints or is it a secret?" You ask, taking a drink of your own. It's almost gone, and you think about ordering another just to have something to keep you in the moment.

Dacre's eyes finally look at you, dark and mischievous. His eyelashes are so much longer up close, a little feature you never appreciate until it's right in front of you.

"Are you good at keeping secrets?" He wonders, setting his almost empty glass back onto the napkin on the wooden bartop.

You nod slightly, fingers grasping the end of your straw so you can finish what's left in your glass. You cross your legs, drawing Dacre's eyes to the skin of your thigh.

"I mixed business with pleasure tonight," he confesses.

"Really?"

"Just a few drinks. I don't do this thing often, but I'm glad I did tonight."

"So you're all tuckered out, then?"

Dacre hums in disagreement, finishing his drink and turning his head back to you. "I'm not that tired, actually." An unspoken arrangement, a flurry of movement to the elevator, and then you're at the penthouse suite at the very top of the hotel.

There aren't many words exchanged by the time Dacre locks the door. You make the first move, the alcohol making you bold enough to gently pull him to you. Dacre follows your move, pushing you against the wall as he kisses you deeply.

Your fingers grip his hair, eliciting a groan from a man you'd never dream of having this experience with. Your stomach flutters with disbelief and desire, and you kick off your shoes as Dacre grips your waist and grinds against you. His erection strains against his trousers, the thickness leaving you eager to keep moving.

The bedroom isn't too far away, and just close enough for him to guide you while his tongue goes into your mouth. You moan, falling back onto the bed. Dacre leans back on his knees to pull his shirt over his head, and you eagerly sit up to kiss his abs, fingernails raking along the skin. Goosebumps travel up his arms, and Dacre holds your head in his hands to tilt your head back.

He kisses you, skin hot with desire as you ease back onto the mattress. With one hand he undoes his belt as you fiddle with the button of your shorts. You're both hungry for each other, and the kiss breaks so you can tear your clothes off.

Dacre takes his time to make sure you're ready for him. With legs right open, you invite him to taste the wetness that has pooled between your thighs. His eyes roll back when he tastes you on his tongue. His fingers grip your warm skin, hand resting on your stomach to keep you pinned to the bed. He flattens his tongue, sucks on you, and it makes lewd wet sounds. You grip his hair, moaning so loud you know other guests can hear but you don't care. You've never felt so close to coming undone in just a few minutes.

"I need you," you gasp.

Dacre sits up, chin wet and a grin on his face. His eyes are dark and there's perspiration on his forehead. He looks pleased with the sight of you: chest heaving, eyes unfocused.

You're throbbing for him at your core, watching as he takes a condom out of his jeans and rushes to put it over his thick cock. You moan at the sight, opening yourself up to him once again.

Dacre's body weight is looming over you, his frame supported on his right arm. He teases the tip of his cock against your wetness, and you grip his shoulders as if begging him to go in all the way. You can't take it anymore. You want him.

And then you have him.

He stretches you out in such a gut wrenching way your toes curl with pleasure. His cock is warm, the length of it slowly filling you up. Dacre's head drops to the crook of your neck and he pants against your ear. "Fuck, you feel so good," he sighs.

He's inside you now, pausing so you can adjust to the feeling of being one. You're dripping, and his cock twitches inside of you as you tense. He grinds his hips against you, squeezing his eyes shut in ecstasy as your fingernails dig into his biceps. He watches your face as he pulls out, slowly entering you once again until he can do so with ease. Your mouth is agape in awe at how good it feels. So fucking good you're panting.

When he starts to pick up the pace, Dacre kisses you so messily you can barely gasp for air. His cock is pounding against the one spot that makes your vision go hazy. Your back arches, sweat beading upon your forehead. You're full of him - can feel him in your stomach. It makes a coil begin to tighten in the deepest parts of you, and Dacre can tell.

You're milking his cock. He can barely keep his pace, but he doesn't want to stop. He pulls out - much to your dismay - and touches your arm in silent questioning. You flip over onto your stomach in obedience, ass slightly in the air. Dacre groans, legs entwined with yours as his chest lays atop your back. He slides into you with a moan, and he fills you up once more.

It's easier for the tip of his cock to hit that spot without pause. You grip the pillow beneath your head, moaning into the sheets to muffle the sounds of your building orgasm. He's so deep it could hurt if he isn't careful, but he's got a hand on your hip and the other gently around your neck. You lean back to kiss him - a sloppy, desperate kiss as he digs his cock into you.

"Fuck me," you gasp.

The coil comes undone.

You're face down into the pillow, panting his name as your hands grip the sheets in tight fists. Wave after wave makes your body tremble, pleasure clouding your mind as your eyes squeeze shut. Dacre can't help but finish. His cock throbs inside of you, his body limp as you milk him for all he's worth.

He falls on top of you, pushing himself to the side to alleviate the weight of himself on your body. You're both panting, the condom wrinkled at the tip and full of the result of your debauchery. A moment passes as you both catch your breaths, and you break the silence with a satisfied giggle. Dacre smiles, leaning up on his elbows and pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

"You've got a big day tomorrow," he says.

Dacre is about to get up from the bed to grab you a towel, but you place a hand on his arm to stop him in his tracks.

"I'm not tired yet," you say. Head still buzzing with pleasure, you give him a smile and lay back down. Starstruck and dazed with your orgasm, your body is warm and fuzzy all over you almost giggle from the feeling. You're naked and vulnerable and enticing, and Dacre can't help himself.

He grabs another condom.

[sinning-23]

My Latest crush is an alien car from space Pt.2

Okay so iwasnt expecting so many Mirage smps to like up my post but HEYYY welcome home yall lmao. Heres part two and let me know is yall want like a tag list for the next couple parts. ANywhoo there's some tension that forms this chapter so start getting ready for more flirty and spicyyyy interactions with old boy.

Heres the link to pt.1

Heres the link to pt.3 shawty

ANywho ENJOY!

Pt.2

Touch me softly 

Mirage had allowed you to explore his anatomy, and he was more willing than you thought. You had managed to make a nice little sketch of his body and made 4 separate copies to try and get a placement in where everything was. Then you had 5 more separate sheets just in case there were some more internal systems you wanted to note. He watched as your eye brown pinched and formed a line on your forehead and your fingers guided the pencil to the paper. 

“Wow, you drew me kinda sexy.” He jokes making you draw a breath trying to hold back a laugh. 

It really wasn’t sexy, it was about the equivalent of the Vitruvian man drawing and basic anatomical positioning for a robot. He watches you stand, hair pulled back, yet a couple of braids still fall in front of your face. He’s quiet, looking at the way you focused so intensely on exploring him.

When you gestured for him to move his leg, he did so without complaint, the feeling of your soft, warm hands under his exteriors heating him up from the inside. Of course, you’d never know that unless you kept poking and prodding. 

“Ok so compared to me, and well, other humans I’m sure your overall body parts are called different things. So let’s start from top to bottom, yeah?” You suggest, eager to learn. 

Mirage kneels in front of you, giving you an opportunity to see better. You’re much smaller than him, but he could tell when you stood next to Noah you were definitely average human height. Small to him but normal to everyone else. 

“Alright I hope you’re ready cause there’s a LOT.” He explains, clearing his throat as you move closer to his face just to see better, he blinks a bit, getting used to the feeling.

You smile slyly, placing your hand under his chin to  guide his face, 

“Let’s start with your face. Stick out your…tongue?” 

He opens his mouth and lets the ‘flesh’ inside lol out before speaking 

“Gloth-ah” he announces and you tilt your head in confusion, only for him to repeat.

“Glossa” 

You nod prodding at what you soon learned was his helm and face plates. You brush over his vocalizer for a moment and he hums, high-pitched enough to be a moan but not loud enough for either of you to acknowledge it. You know what you heard though.

“Whoa- lets not touch that alright ma?” He asks. 

Soon enough your trailing downward and when you do he announces each part for you to make a note of. This is the quietest he’s been since earlier today. He lets you work, touch, poke, pull, and press whatever you'd wanted. It’s not like it hurt really, but he’s never had something smaller than him want to examine at such close range and actually touch places he’d never been able to. In fact, it was kind of nice-

He yelps when you slide your hand down his chest plate and even farther under his chassis. You pull away, startled at the noise with wide eyes. 

“OK, that’s enough exploring don’t you think?” The statement is rushed and you side-eye him when what sounded like cooling fans whirred from inside.

Had you gotten him worked up? Maybe those were sensitive spots that had never really been touched like that before? You nod, not wanting to pry and ruin this newfound friendship by being a perv. You collect the papers and paperclip them together as he begins to wind down. It's about 6am now, and the sun peeks in through the garage windows. Your dad should be awake about now and- 

You gasp pushing Mirage back into the space he was originally parked in last night(even though he didn’t budge). Your dad couldn’t know about this! AT ALL! Knowing him he'd stress out and then his pressure would get too high and he’d have a heart attack and-

“Whoa hey, what the rush, mamas? Got something to hide?” Mirage questions, figuring out why you were trying to get him back into a corner. 

Was he being clueless on purpose?!

“YES, YOU! Now go back to being a car! My dad can't know about you, it might just be the death of him.” You huff out, gripping your scalp and pacing back and forth. He gets the idea, chuckling a bit before right back to that beat-up Porsche.

You sneak out the garage, tiptoeing up the stairs and into your room. And the moment your head hit the pillow, not even a tornado could wake you. 

__________

You'd be lying if you said you didn't sleep the rest of the day away. By the time you woke up it was already 3-4pm and sounded like your father was cleaning up the kitchen. You sigh, running yourself a shower considering you didn't get one the night before. Mirage was still in the garage as far as you knew and you were hellbent on getting the rest of those notes.

You step in, the water feeling soothing against your skin, steam filling up the bathroom as you sigh in relief. Thoughts of your apartment fill your head. 

‘Maybe Mirage could help with the unpacking? Or maybe not. He could be spotted and then that’s more problems for us. Mirage…..Miraaaaageee….’

Your turn to face the water, soaping up your towel as suds slide down the drain. 

‘I wonder if a car wash is the equivalent of a shower for him….does he stay a car or like…fully transformed….does he have a-‘ 

Shutting the water off you opt to pull your hair back today since youd being doing more exploring. The steam from the bathroom escapes when youleave and pad downstairs, catching a glimpse at the note you father let you on the kitchen counter

~Working late, leftovers in the fridge~

You smile to yourself, grabbing a bottle of water to try and beat the obvious heat outside and head to the garage. Sure enough, the Porsche is right where you left it. Mirage is right where you'd left him, and when you tap on the window, the doors unlock almost instantly. You flatten the back of your blue jean skirt and adjust the seat. Awfully quiet today?

“Well good afternoon to you too sunshine? You realize it’s almost 5 right?.” You joke, hearing him rev his engine and the radio humming to life with the sound of his voice. 

“You had me up all night! Looking this good doesn’t happen on its own! But how tired can I be when a pretty girl in a miniskirt‘s got her thighs on my seat?” He shoots back, making you gasp. 

“Drive you flirt, I got more notes to take. Wanna go to that garage you took me to yesterday?” You ask, using the garage clicker to leave. 

It was hot, the sun beating down on you as Mirage insisted you keep the windows down instead of running the ac. The streets were somewhat empty on this fine Sunday morning and Mirage’s only response was to drive in what you assumed was the direction to the garage. You fidget with the radio nobs and glance at the aux cord below the cd player. Maybe he did have CDs in here? You open the armrest to find nothing but-

It was easy to be nosy and explore when Mirage could drive himself, youd put that together on your own last night. There was so little you knew about him but his demeanor overall made you feel comfortable enough to ask. He was…charming. You pull the blank CD case out the armrest, and dust it off. 

“MIrage’s Mix (from-)”

The name was scratched off, well more smudged than anything. You crack the case open and slide the CD into the player, the wait for the music to start making you a bit nervous. Had he realized you'd put it in? Was it personal? You begin to regret your decision but before you could press the eject button, it began. N.W.A. blasted from the speakers, startling you for a moment but you're soon amused.  What did he know about N.W.A?

________

It doesn't take much longer for you to arrive at the garage, most of the lot being empty while the two of you enter to complete more of your research. You set your purse down, taking the papers from yesterday out and trying to organize them as he peers over your shoulder.

“Still think you drew me sexy-”

You scoff playfully and push him a bit, not moving him in the slightest but still, but he still finds it amusing. 

“Stop it, I need you to sit so I can finish. You got all squeamish on my last night.” You tease, sliding your hand down the back of his ‘leg’ and he freezes.

He kneels back down, watching your every move. Your fingers hover over his vocalizer, the warning from yesterday replaying in your mind. Right, don't touch. You skip his chest plate and chassis, watching his expression slightly change to disappointment for what seemed like only a second. Again, he announces each part of himself, the air slightly awkward and VERY quiet. Maybe now was the time to try and strike up some more conversation.

“Soooo, where are you really from?” You ask, writing down each part you trace over when he speaks. 

“Cybertron actually. Not in your solar system lil mama.” He flirts, turning his palms slightly open when you tap them. 

Servos 

"Never been?" He jokes again, admiring how small your hand looked compare to his.

'Careful Mirage your size kink is showing' he thinks to himself, avoiding your gaze.

You shake your head in response, looking at the details of his hands, moving back to his torso, purposefully skipping over the plated area between his thighs. Boundaries were definitely not something you wanted to cross, trying not to make him uncomfortable. I mean, he was willingly letting you poke around, and he clears his throat when you skip that spot.

“You, you can look if you want. And touch…ask questions. It's all good babygirl.” He offers, almost melting when you look up from under your lashes at him.

 He could practically feel his pump about to explode. Why did Earth girls look so damn pretty? Mirage couldn't wrap his head around it honestly, the feeling he got when he passes a pretty girl when Noah would take him for drives. How they would gasp if he revved loud enough to embarrass Noah a bit but also score him a couple numbers.

Talk about a damn good wingman. You were different though.

You were a softer kind of pretty…He'd seen you come into the garage so many times before you really met. The day your dad parked him in that spot, he watched you skip in with your little low-rise jeans, the piercing you sported shining in the sunlight. 

You hugged your dad, eyes lighitn up at the new car with a gasp. 

“A Porsche! Dad oh my gosh really?” You ask, seeing him nod. You squealed more, inspecting his paint job, it was just as beat up then as it was before you officially met. 

You chatted on and on about how ‘cute’ he’d look when you finally got to paint him a nice shade of hot pink and added your glitter seat covers. Not so exciting for him considering pink wasn't particularly his favorite but god did you look adorable when you were excited. 

And there was that same look. Pure, unbridled excitement, yet your eyes shone almost darker this time. That look is almost salacious. It makes him swallow hard, legs opening a bit more and you brush your hand over his thighs, sparing one more glance as if to ask, ‘Are you sure?’ He only nods. 

“Mirage, you gonna keep telling me what everything is, or am I to assume on my own?” You question, tracing the skirt plate.

Ita hard to speak, his fans feelijg as if they were working overtime to keep him from overheating. Primus you looked so pretty between him and now he was wondering how would you look riding his-

You stop touching, whistling to get his attention. Damn, he kinda liked that.

“ ‘Rag, we good?” You questions and he swallows hard at his new nickname.

Where did all that slick talk go now? 

“Yeah, y-yeah we’re good ma.” He responds finally, optics low when your light chuckle reaches his ears. 

You slide your hands up and down his midsection plating, teasing at this point. How was he supposed to focus on helping you learn when you touch under his plates like that? When your fingers slide over his thighs and over the skirt plate over and over, the pace only makes him want to thrust into your touch.

He felt perverted sort of, getting off on you exploring him in the name of science. That was such bullshit. He looks down at you, watching you pinch your lip between your teeth. Oh….you liked this. Your thighs pressed together as your tongue darts out to lick your lips. 

You look up at him again, smile mischievous. And before he could ask any questions you slid you hand right back to his chassis and vocalizer. Oh that was a moan without a doubt. You hum in satisfaction, you’re practically playing with him, his body. It wasn’t helping that he hadn’t been touched like this in so long either p.

“Wanna tell me what happens if I keep touching you like this?” You purr, seeing Mirage avoid eye contact. 

“C’mon ma, don’t mess with me like this.” He breathes out, hollow.

You stop your ministries after hearing tires and revving come to a halt. With footsteps approaching you stand quickly, Mirage doing the same. He crosses his arms over his chest and leaning against the wall as if he’d been caught while you shove the papers into your bag and swallow hard. You’d never moved so fast in your life.

Noah enters, feeling as if he’s just interrupted something but panicking once he realizes the predicament you were about ot be in. Why were you two here? Did Mirage even think this through? Probably not.  He glances back at the other 3 bots behind him, trying to find a quick solution to hide you. But, before he could get any sort of plan out, three other robots similar to Mirage walked in, and one of them, was not at all pleased. 

“Primeee, i had no idea youd be back so soon!”

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Lemme know waht yall think in the comments lmao and let me know if you wanna be added to the taglist as well!

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[tan1shere]

heyyy i was wanting to request! where reader and ellie has a kid and its christmas night, yall are putting the presents up and yall can hear your kid moving around in their bed and yall run to yalls room to not get caught, just a silly fanfic really! 😊

Christmas Shenanigans

Ellie williams x fem reader!

A/n: yes my anon ! At your service ! I don't particularly like this but I hope you guys do :)

My masterlist!

Warnings: none, just pure fluffyness, maybe some language but not much, just slightly flirtatious Ellie.

The warmth from the fireplace is one of the things keeping you happy and content. You were currently sipping some hot cocoa, sitting on the couch as Ellie approaches you. "She's finally out, we can start whenever." It was currently Christmas eve and Ellie had just put your daughter down for bed. "Little mites incredibly excited." She says with a smile etched onto her face, plopping down on the couch, next to you. You smile also leaning into her touch. "When should we get the presents out here?" You look over at the tree, you guys were waiting for Autumn to fall asleep. "We could do it now, speedily." You nod, going to get up. "What time are we going to see Joel in the morning?" You inquire. She also gets up. "Well we would probably be there at around mid day, he's putting on a lunch for the fam."

She goes to your guys room which was thankfully on the other end of your daughter's bedroom. You follow after her. "Sounds like a plan." You go into the closet getting the already wrapped presents. You grab a few and so does Ellie. Quietly making your way down. "This kid is spoiled." You laugh out. "Dont talk like thatt. Only the best for my little princess." You laugh at her. "What am I then? Chopped liver." She let's out her own laugh. "Dont worry, you'll get the best present later on in the evening." She winks at you, and you just roll your eyes. Always gotta be joking about something.

You had finished not too long ago the room was dark as you were ready to go up, but you suddenly hear the floorboards in your daughters room creak. You and Ellie both look at one another, quietly but at a fast pace, going into your guys shared bedroom. Ellie plops on the bed with you hugging your form and smiling like crazy. "Well Mrs claws I think thats a job well done." Ellie says with a small smirk. "Oh, so you're Santa?" She nods, proudly. "Why ofcourse, and you're my little hoe." That cocky grin on her face says it all. "You're trouble williams." You push her off getting onto your side of the bed. "Uh uh, that's Santa. To you." She smirks going to her side of the bed. "Night you." She smiles. "Night my lil helper."

"Mama, mommy!" You've been awoken. Watching as Ellie fully awakens. "Hey lil munchkin." She helps Autumn up onto the bed. "Its Christmas!" She beams with excitement. "I know! I think someone's paid you a lil visit down stairs. Why don't you go check it out and me and mommy will be down soon yeah?" She nods her lil head, letting Ellie set her down. You then roll over to look at her. "Merry Christmas baby." She leans down to kiss you when you reply. "Merry Christmas Els." You smile at her. "Better get up huh." You say, beginning to sit up. "Yes, or else the little monkey will bother us more." You laugh gently. "But she is very adorable."

Ellie nods heading down there with you. "When are we seeing grandpa, mama?" She looks up at Ellie. "Soon, but first! Let's open some presents." "Yeahhhh." Your daughter jumps with excitement. You go into the kitchen to prepare some hot cocoa for the three of you, bringing it out once you're done. "Thank you mommy." Autumn smiles at you. "That's alright love. Right let's get to opening presents."

You all had a fun filled morning opening presents, spending time with one another. You arrived at Joel's not too long ago. "Grandpa!" Your daughter squeals going to hug him. He picks her up. "Hiya kiddo!" He smiles, hugging back. He smiles at you and Ellie. "She wake ya up early?" You laugh at how he just knew. "Did she what." He looks at her gently setting her down but going to bend down to her level. "I got you a lil somethin princess." He smiles at her gently poking her tummy. She giggles. "Yayyy." You shake your head with a big smile. "Aren't you lucky!" She nods. "Thanks grandpa!" He stands back up going upstairs.

"Good manners." Ellie smiles at the small girl. Joel soon after comes back down with a pretty pink wrapped box. "Here you are." He hands it to her, her face lit up as she opens it. It was a cute little t-shirt saying 'grandad's girl' It was adorable and it was obvious she loved it. "Can I put it on now?" She smiles wide. "Can't say no to that." He then smiles. She goes into the bathroom to do so, coming down. "Tadaaa." She twirls. "That shirt is very true." He winks at her as she giggles. "Actually she's mama's princess." Ellie punches Joel's arm lightly. "I think I've won her heart more." He ruffles Ellies hair, walking away. "I'm her parent!" She huffs, you rub her arm. "You're crazy." She laughs putting her arm around your shoulder. "Yeah but you love me." "That i do."

[thatdeadaquarius]

Al haithem leads the creator to the oldest known record of human language. A stone that has "sus" etched into it.

a h –

💀 stop this madness- what do u want from me,, aHH- what do u waNT- PLEASE-

I KNEW AS SOON AS I TYPED THAT SHIT OUT SOMEONE WOULD ASSAULT ME W/ MORE CURSED MEMES ON ANCIENT STONE SLABS I TOOK THE CHANCE ANYWAY IT WAS A MISTAKE-

Omfg. Awful thought:

Everytime there's a modern "update" on memes and trends and slang, Teyvat finds like another documentation of it 💀

Sumeru archeologists (Creator specific ones would exist too i would think..) is an absolutely reliable field,

Bc unlike here, those stone slabs or murals just keep showing up deep in sand dunes or hard to reach nature areas (like enkanomiya etc), and are made in order to "reflect/update" to our modern lingo bc it needs to keep a record bc its "Teyvat history" to them 😭

(Like the world itself is adding that shit, and the Irminsul wants to know)

Stop no get of my head no more thought head emtpy

Its the wine yall i gotta go to bed-

♡

Also heyyy, u may have noticed i have slowed down, i am mostly sad not bc of yall pressuring me not at all, im just ready to not be a student anymore!!

Bc I got uni starting back up again/senior semester graduation, so kinda crazy + car trouble this week :/

Anyway, ill be updating more on the weekends!!

So if ur interested in my insane ramblings, look out for my ass groovin out to yalls asks / requests on the weekends :)

(🚧Also cant wait to be working on those 100 follower event postssss *construction noises resume*👷✍️���)

Cheers,

🌒🌧🌊Aqaurius♒️🌌🌘

[kennysimp101]

would love a talia x female reader fic 🫶 so excited to read more of your fics in the future x

"You didnt have to": Talia x reader ☁

You and Talia have been together for around 3 years, and it's been the greatest 3 years of your life. Yall met through your common friends like Gee and Freya. At the time, you still weren't sure about your sexuality but after meeting Talia, you were so sure. It's not been the easiest thing as getting acceptance from the internet was very hard. Today, Talia has told you that she has planned something for you both. So here you are, sitting on the sofa at 2 pm, in a cute red and white dress, waiting for Talia to come home, excited but also nervous about what she had planned.  

You hear the keys rattle and get up, excited that she's finally here. She comes in “Heyyy y/n, ready to go?” “I've been ready for so longgg, where are we going tho?” “It's a secret” she winks and grabs your hand, dragging you out and into the car. You usually drive but she takes the keys and makes you sit in the passenger seat, “Talia what-” “Shushhh, you don't even know where we are going”, you accept defeat cause she was right. 

Yall seem to be driving for what feels like hours, that anticipation was killing you. You were usually the planner, the one who organizes dates, so this switch was fun but also so different that you weren't used to it. You finally stop. You look outside and it's an isolated park area, set up with lights and candles. “Talia, this is beautiful,” You say giving her a soft kiss while tears brim ur eyes. “Wait there's more” Talia opens the door for you, holds your hand, and walks u to the other side. There is a cute picnic set up, with a projector with your favorite rom-com ready to play. “Omggg this is soo sweet,” you say while sobbing. “Well y/n, you always plan such lovely day outs and dinner dates for us, i think it's time that you also get the same” “Talia you didn't have to” “I wanted to, and I always will for you my love” ---------------------------------------------------------------------------

Sorry its kinda short, i tried :))

Also thoughts on f1 imagines??

Anyways love yall <33

[slvthrs]

heyyy... 

sorry for the 7 month disappearance... i would say i have a good excuse but i lwk don't 

HOWEVER i am writing more shit now that my motivation is back, i have the 3 part of all the things we never said planned AND more dirty smut ready to be posted

finals r on my ass so give ur girl some leniency tho love ya

n if yall want i can start writing smut abt rafe cameron if yall r into that

+ ive also been going through my old shit and the only thing I can say is eugh... brother EUGHHH

see u guys hopefully soon mwahh

REQS OPEN FOR V HACKER N D GRAYSON/NIGHTWING BTW

[ncityprincess]

Heyyy now that I see I wanna try 😃 my ascending is Taurus btw

hey hey 🙆🏾‍♀️ let’s see what you got going on over here.

taeyong is also a cancer sun leo moon. like off the bat it’s giving luxury. it’s giving silly little collectible knickknacks. it’s giving beautiful little peaceful cave you’ve curated exactly to your liking (aka your bedroom).

cancer suns get a rep for being crybabies (yall are) but people forget that sadness isn’t the only emotion that exists. y’all can be EVILLLLLLLLLLLLL if you need to be. manipulation on 10. cute puppy dog eyes on lock. this is just a common water sign Thing. but cancers are also the nurturers of the zodiac. you’re the type to be listening to someone talk in a group setting. everyone else is talking over them, not paying attention, but suddenly they look over at you and they see you truly listening to them. encouraging them to finish what they were saying. we need people like you in this world. you also probably want to adopt every single animal on earth.

leo moon!!!!! you’re an enigma. you’re eccentric. you have a LOT going on in that pretty little brain of yours. you are so freaking creativeeee. please bless the world with your art, whatever medium you choose to express yourself. we need to see it!! keep that ego in check tho friend. coming from a leo sun, you know you’re the shit. everyone knows you’re the shit. but express it positively 🥰

the taurus rising just adds to your whole ethereal luxury thing you got going on. you mom or parental figure probably kept a very comfortable, clean home. they probably make the best home cooked meals. you may come off as standoffish or snobby to outsiders. that’s because it takes some time for you to call someone a friend. you have warm energy that brings people comfort. you are loyal to the ENDDD!!

your gemini venus and mars tell me you’re probably a great conversationalist. even if you’re “shy”…once you get one on one with someone???? you can talk for hourssss. i love people like that!!! you probably crave intellectual stimulation in relationships. you hate surface level conversation. you want to have those 3am parked car conversations. you want someone who’s gonna rock your world 😉

i would never want to get into an argument with you😭 i know you got receipts from january 14th 2017 ready to go at a moments notice. you also look at things logically, but sometimes your heart does get in the way. you wear your emotions on your sleeve♥️♥️

thank you for sending this in!!! 🥰🫶🏾

[sips-tea-cutely]

HEYYY MWAHHH used to be @angelictrl 😪😪 got locked out just to never be let back in again but im back n ready to terrorize tumblr all over again mwahahah how yall cuties doing

UR BACK GIRL IVE BEEN WAITING FOR U FOREVER 😖😖👎👎👎👎

[undercovermcdfan]

the calm before the storm | prologue 1

title: travis: 3:56 am, Saturday

summary: what should you worry more about: why the lake is so still or what will cause the ripples of chance? Zombie AU. Travlyn. Lucidenza. Vylance.

a/n: This is the prequels to the MCD/Mystreet Zombie AU I’m finally writing. This is just story and character set up, as well as asserting what would the main couples to the upcoming main series. You don’t have to read this to get into the main story but it would be nice if you read and reblogged.

warning(s): mild violence, zombies, pining, character building

prologue: | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 |

main series: —-

Check it out on AO3

The funny thing: the end of the world didn’t happen all at once.

No, in actuality, he—like everybody else—watched as the world they knew slowly but surely get devoured by the End. Denial and delayed panic was what killed society, he remembered Laurance would say; how so many of them didn’t want to see, so they all played and clung to the words of those in higher power would sort this out.

This isn’t some regular ‘crisis’. Fucking look—those shots were definitely going through and they keep getting back up, keep walking.

The video was freaky. Some nondescript warzone, far far away his little off-campus apartment, as bulky soldiers took aim at a tattered-clothed woman who limped with a lifeless gait. The noise was almost hard to pick up between the gun shots, but low, gut-twisting moan, animalistic and inhuman coming from the woman. The video continued, the woman finally goes down but where she falls, descended from alleys and further down the road.

He shouldn’t be scrolling through comments, because they always unnerved him more than the video himself. People chiming in and linking posts, more videos, foreign articles, etc. of ‘proof’ that whatever was going down overseas wasn’t another exotic disease to spook flyers from traveling out of the country.

He clicked another tab, scrolling over his timeline—and it’s like another mind frame, people peacefully oblivious and instead enthusing about how excited they were for the upcoming summer, their plans, rants about some T.V. show. Maybe they’re like him, quietly reading and researching and losing sleep over the possibility of a horror movie scenario come to life. Maybe they didn’t care. He glanced at the notification of a new direct message, from a smiling woman, though her smile was reserved, with blue hair and giving a peace sign as her icon.

He wasn’t completely alone in this. Finding weird solace from a person he didn’t think he would find, the serious looking Katelyn from the theatre course they taken in fall together—clicking the message, she linked a couple of articles with a following message:

I couldn’t sleep. Sorry. – 5 mins ago

In the dark, only lit by his phone screen, Travis chuckled.

              DW :)

              I couldn’t either lol

              Been watching that video you sent yesterday— like is that forreal??? – secs ago

He clicked the articles she sent.

They were all the same; different politicians who say Nothing to worry about yet their actions show the opposite, as ‘outbreaks’ of ‘riots’, cities declaring state of emergency and quick federal government actions. Small time local news who report who uptick in rabid cases were reported and safety precautions to watch out any animals who could carry the disease. As well as Mayor Malik updated the curfew, initiating tomorrow at midnight.

Their friendship blooming out over paranoia over the possible end wasn’t what he had in mind when he stumbled across her late night links to some strange and obscure website five months back. She deleted them an hour later but… it didn’t stop him or his big mouth from asking, “What the hell was that last night.”

There was a moment of embarrassment flash in her eyes, her shoulders squaring in a defensive position as she turned herself fully towards him. “Do you really want to know?” Her tone asked a different question, one trying to gauge how serious he was. He nodded.

And it went down from there.

She didn’t say they were friends, but soon their discussion over the weird things they dug up turned to casual talk—and the causal talk, in real life and online, turned into something every day. It almost became their thing, as they started to withdraw from other people. They chatted about what if scenarios, plans and as the months showed more, more and more cases of this epidemic, they started to stockpile supplies.

              How did shooting range go with Jeff today? – secs ago

Her icon appeared with ellipses.

              Bad.

              I don’t think I’m cut out for guns. – secs ago

Travis hummed, acutely aware of the way his smile widen and the turn-around with his mood.

              Well it would be unfair if you were perfect at everything :P

              I kid I kid; all u need is practice, blue

              did that ivy chick tag along too? –secs ago

A moment passed.

The eclipses appeared. Then disappeared. Then reappeared.

              I’m starting to think this license was a mistake haha

              And yeah. Yknow, you should come along next time

Jeff is pretty good teacher.

And it was last time– three mins ago

He stared at the message longer than needed, as if doing so would decipher a hidden message. It didn’t—but it was worth a shot, pun intended. Lately, despite the possible end of the world being imminent that spurred this doom-prepping fanaticism within them, he wondered if she was catching the hints.

Of course, their friendship was sincere. As well as his panic and general anxiety about the stately affairs of the world.

He was but a person, nonetheless. And sometimes, shallow feelings turned into actual feelings saddled up next to that friendship borne of strange circumstance. True, he was scared to gamble away what they got—but the curiosity took hold like a cat.

              I was hoping it was the two—Delete

              Jeff doesn’t have to—Delete

              Sure :) when’s the next time you’re free? – secs ago

The eclipses appeared immediately.

              Tomorrow afternoon. Around 1 pm. We can meet up at the rec center in city.

              You know Aphmau, right? She wanted to come along

              Apparently her bf is on the same force as Jeff and she wanted to take some lessons

              Is that okay? – secs ago.

Well, at least three won’t be the crowd he had to worry about. He pursed his lips, his eyes lighting up as his slight frown returned into an almost devilish smirk.

              Sure.

And ofc Ik Aph!!! We took a history class together

              She’s terrible at work citing but man

              Her cooking tho

Tho huh im sad to hear she has a bf now lolol – five mins ago

Typing.

Disappear.

Reappear.

Disappear.

Pause.

Then Katelyn’s typing begun again.

              Why are you sad to hear that –secs ago.

Travis:

              Becauseeeee. She was a cutie.

Katelyn:

              Well duh, she’s beautiful

              ….but why do you care if she has a boyfriend or not?

Travis:

              Why do you care if I care? lolol

Katelyn:

              I don’t.

              Answer the question.

Travis:

              Uh oh

              Ur using periods at the end of ur sentences

              Interesting – six mins ago

Katelyn’s typing stopped. Then started, much less disappearing and reappearing of the eclipses now.  

              What’s that suppose to mean?

Travis smiled. He could see his two options clearly—and though, the one funniest one would lead her to giving him the cold shoulder, the temptation to his sleep-denied mind was too great.

              Ur annoyed @ me

Katelyn shoot back:

              Why would I be annoyed

Travis laughed.

              A little jealous that I’m not calling you a cutie? –fifteen mins ago

              Katie?

              Blueeeee?

              Blueberry

              Uk Im kidding rite? Aph isn’t my type lolol

              Im just messing with you

              ….hmmm i rlly pushed it didn’t i? lol

              well im going to bed but before I gooooo pls remember

              I like u best :) – eight hours ago

Katelyn:

              Like u best too – message unread

[babyharleezy]

Surprising Urban on tour on his birthday and jack brings him out on stage for it?

surprise shawty

(urban wyatt x reader)

bloo's notes: pretty sure this is my first urbana banana fic. hope yall enjoy.

tag list: @creme-delacreme (lmk if yall wanna be apart of any tag lists, tbh forgot who even was on any of my tag lists lol)

you had been in contact with jack for a few days now. you two have been planning on surprising urban for his birthday and you were so excited. it was hard keeping this away from urb. especially when the two of you spoke everyday. he was upset that he wouldn't be spending his birthday with his girl. you never missed his birthday and he never missed yours. jack told you that the show would be in Oakland, California on his birthday. jack booked you a first class ticket to oakland without hesitation. you made a mental note to pay jack back since he insisted he buy you a first class ticket; in his words "i just wanna have some part in this".

you were getting ready to board your plane. you had to be real sneaky about it so you knew you would have to fly either when urban was sleeping or working. it was easiest flying during those times because he was constantly shooting you texts or on facetime/call with you when he wasn't doing either of those things. luckily you got in just as urban was waking up and he didn't suspect a thing. by the time you made it to your hotel, urban was fully awake and he was facetiming you within seconds. it had became the ritual when urban was gone, he would facetime when he would wake up and the two of you would be on call for as long as possible. you picked up the phone and tried your best to make it seem like you were still at home so you jumped under the covers of the bed. thank god you had the same covers at home.

"HEYYY BABYY HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE" you yelled at through the phone at your beautiful (sexy) boyfriend. "thank you baby, i miss you. i wish you were here." he replied with a sad tone. "aw baby i wish i was there too. work is super crazy tho and you're so far" you said, trying to match his sad energy. you felt bad that you were lying to him but you knew that it would be worth it in the end. "how'd you sleep baby" you asked urban. "i would've slept better with you here" urban pouted and you giggled. after about thirty minutes on the phone he still didn't suspect a thing and he had told you that he needed to get ready for the day. "alright baby, i love you, have an amazing birthday. be safe and i'll call you later tonight" you told your boyfriend. "alright baby, have fun at work. text or call when you have free time. i love you babe" urban replied.

the second you got off of the phone with urban you texted jack.

y/n: the plan is working!!!

jack: perfect! alright ima have neelam stop by ur hotel and give the back stage passes. the plan is to bring you out on stage and surprise urb. we'll make sure he's out on the stage. im so excited, he's gonna love this!

y/n: ahhh i can't wait. thank you for doing this jack, it means a lot. im gonna get some rest and then get ready for tonight

jack: i would do anything for you and urb. see ya 2nite y/n

after your conversation with jack you had passed out for a few hours and by the time you woke up it was about 4 pm and the show starts at 8. you decided to text urban and see what he was up to. you two had a casual conversation and then you told him you were going to go eat dinner. technically you would be eating dinner since it was 7 pm at home, so that wasn't a lie. you were hungry and decided to order some room service. by the time room service arrived and you finished your food it was already 5:30.

you got into the shower and got dressed for the night. you wore one of urbans favorite fits. before you knew it, it was already 7 pm and you needed to make your way to the venue. you were growing more excited as each minute passed. jack had informed you that they had bought a cake for urban and they were gonna sing to him on stage and he asked if you would be the one holding the cake and giving it to urban. of course you said yes.

you made your way inside the venue and met up with neelam who took you inside into a small green room. she told you that urban wouldn't be in this room so he wouldn't accidently ruin his own surprise. as some time went on you heard jack performing and after performing crème he stopped. from the green room you could hear "alright yall, tonight is super special..." this was your cue to get the cake. neelam lit the candles and just as jack told the crowd to start singing happy birthday, you made your way out to the crowd. urban and jack were facing the audience, standing next to each other. urban didn't even realize that there was a cake coming toward him until jack spun him around and his eyes immediately lit up when he made eye contact with you. you two had the biggest smiles on your faces.

"happy birthday urban" you told him just as he got close enough for him to hear. "thank you sweetheart" urban replied. "come on, make a wish bub" you encouraged him. he stood there smiling for a second and before he blew out the candles he said, "i got everything i ever wanted right in front of me". right after he blew out the candles, the cake was whisked out of your hands and you ran to urban and hugged him tightly. "i missed you birthday boy" you whispered into his ear. "i missed you too babygirl" urban replied. suddenly the both of you heard jack's voice booming from the speakers. "alright happy birthday urb. everyone give it up for y/n for flying in tonight and surprising urban. of course, it was my idea! im the greatest best friend ever" he yelled. you rolled your eyes and ran over to jack; grabbing the mic out of his hands, you said "y'all this was not his idea, but he did help and im grateful for him. thank you jackman for helping out buddy." you gave him a quick hug before making your way back into urban's arms.

the rest of the night you and urban were stuck to each other like glue. it was safe to say, urban had one of the best birthdays of his life.