#hsmtmts imagine

[blahblahblees]

yes, it's me again, boo.

I've decided to be your first request

(be prepared 👹/j)

basically, I was thinking this, as far as requests go:

ricky bowen x a fem! reader.

basically, the reader has been stressing out a bunch about whatever you'd be okay with them stressing about. stress and anxiety play a big part in appetite and all. so, when ricky notices that she hasn't been eating much lately cause of her stress, he basically does like a surprise dinner or restaurant date and basically kinda help her get rid of her stress and all, maybe by going out to the park or skating? I'm fine with anything, tbh.

Thanks! :))

ヽ｀、☁ヽ｀─── high school sweethearts ミ ricky bowen

✎ ·˚ ༘ ─── the stress of finals has been something that’s weighted heavy on your mind and body and your boyfriend has taken notice of that

wc: 1,019

ricky bowen x fem!reader (use of she/her and use of feminine terms)

tw: not eating properly, kissing (?)

SHE THOUGHT that finals would be easy for her and yet, here she sat with piles and piles of study notes and textbooks for the one final that was worth at least 50% of her final grade.

The final wouldn’t be for another week or two (at least she hoped it was for another week or two), but this grade meant life or death to her. This grade weighed on her heavily and could determine the college she could attend.

Would it be ivy leagues? Would it be a college that held a high regard for their students? Or would be a community college that would lead to a university?

All of that weighed heavy in her mind.

So much so that she’d found herself only snacking on Nature Valley bars, a cup of Lucky Charms, or the day old coffee that she kept in her room.

She’d been so focused on getting the best grade possible that she would eat, sleep, and breath Economics and Personal Finance rather than a meal that she could actually get full off of.

But that didn’t bother her at the moment, but it did bother her boyfriend, Ricky Bowen.

He himself, didn’t quite understand the topic as he wasn’t too fond of school itself, it could visibly been seen in his actions, the eye rolls, and the 1.4 GPA he currently had.

But he did see how much getting into a good school matter to her. It could help her find the career path she wanted. Getting into her top college could mean the absolute world to her and he’d supported her in the best ways he could.

But he would always catch her studying, scribbling down the same notes over and over again and eat the same two snacks repeatedly… especially gagging at the fact that she willingly sipped on two day old coffee just to “feel something”.

That wasn’t going to fly with him anymore. So, one night, he knocked softly on her window.

She turned around slowly and pushed her headphones off to stand up and open up the window to him.

Ricky smiled as she opened up the window, leaning in before the window had fully been opened and placed a gentle kiss onto her lips.

“What are you doing here?” She asked.

“I wanted to know if I could take you out tonight.”

She sighed, looking back at her table before looking back over at her boyfriend.

“Ricky, I’m really sorry, but I’ve got to study for-“

“It will only be for an hour.” Ricky softly smiled. “Just an hour of your time. It’s not gonna kill you is it?”

She sighed. “An hour.”

“Just an hour.”

She reluctantly ran her fingers through her hair as she turned and grabbed her jacket off of the back of her chair and spilling on a pair of shoes.

Ricky gently grabbed her hand as she followed him out of the window and onto the ground.

Once on their feet, Ricky made his way towards his orange beetle and held the door open for her, once she settled inside, Ricky rushed towards the drivers side and quickly sped off before she could change her mind.

“THE PARK?” She questioned. “You wanted to come to the park?”

Ricky turned in his seat, reaching in backseat to grab, what appeared to be a giant bag and his skateboard.

“Yes,” Ricky smiled. “I love the park and I love you and I wanted to take you to a place that I love.” He spoke. “Now, come on. It’s time to eat.”

She furrowed her brows and stepped out of the car as Ricky waited for her at the front of the car.

Ricky grabbed her hand and led the two of them towards the bench and sat the bag and his skateboard down and unzipped it, pulling out sandwiches, chips, sodas, and other small snacks out.

He sat his phone down, opening Spotify, and allowing music to play from a playlist he’d made for them.

Ricky then opened the sandwich bag, holding it out for her to grab. “Turkey and cheese, for you.”

She smiled, grabbing the sandwich from his hands and fully pulling the bag off as she took a big bite from it.

It was something so small, but a smile was place on her face as she let the taste of turkey and cheese dance across her tongue.

“God, this is good.” She moaned.

“It’s just turkey and cheese.” Ricky chuckled. “Nothing crazy.”

“I know,” she smiled, taking another huge bite of the sandwich. “I know, but I can’t tell you the last time I had a sandwich.”

Ricky didn’t want to mention it. He saw what she was doing and it was enough to take action into his own hands. And though it can backfire at times… if not all the time, he knew that this time, he’d done the right thing.

After scarfing down two or three more sandwiches, Ricky stood to his feet, kicking his skateboard up and reaching his hand out.

“Come on.” He smiled. “Let’s skate.”

She smiled once more, grabbing Ricky’s hand as she followed behind him as he led them to the street.

He placed the skateboard down and helped steady her on his skateboard. He placed his hands gently onto her waist as he stepped one foot on the skateboard and using his other foot to push the two of them down the street.

And that’s all they did and it was nice, in fact, it was all they did for the majority of the night.

They didn’t stay out for an hour as planned and that was fine by her.

By the way, she passed her final.

Maybe she just needed a break.

A plan Ricky Bowen could always come up with.

— lucy has something to say !!

thank you for requesting i appreciate it so so much !! i missed writing for ricky bowen. god i love that white boy 😋

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[itsmarsss]

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[imogensheaneyy]

it’s the caswell curse ; platonic!ej caswell

summary: when your mom dumps you off at camp shallow lake, you make new friends and ej takes the opportunity to make up for the way he used to treat you

pairing: ej caswell x half sister!reader

word count: 1.6k

warnings: being excluded (except not really), no romance just making friends

note: gina and ej are still together (no rina), I used random names for the roommates so imagine them however you want. I’ve never been to theatre camp so everything is from the minimal about of research I’ve done, also i’m painfully bad at writing endings <3

You didn’t usually dread your birthday. It was usually a pretty good time, something you looked forward to but this year was a bit different because your mom had told, at the last minute, that you would be going to Camp Shallow Lake. 

She claimed it was because she wanted you to have new experiences and meet new people but you knew that the only reason she wanted you there was so she could go away with her new boyfriend. 

“Have fun, sweetie,” She waved out of the car window, “I’ll be back to pick you up in six weeks, try and make some friends, would you?”

You didn’t have time to respond or to wave goodbye before she was turning around and driving off. 

Mother of the Year. 

Sighing to yourself, you turned around and faced the entrance of the camp - Camp Shallow Lake - your step-brother, EJ, had been going for years and you had finally given in to your parents’ suggestion of going rather than, in their words, rotting away in your bedroom all summer.

You’re not sure why they thought being around EJ of all people would make you feel better. He was ‘too cool’ to have a little sister follow him around all summer. You remembered when you had stayed with EJ and your dad for a few weeks and they had made it abundantly clear that you weren’t wanted so, from then on, you stayed away. 

You looked down at your hands to see them shaking and your breath came out ragged. You didn’t get the chance to plan your escape route because EJ was jogging down the path with open arms and a wide grin on his face. 

“Y/N!” He exclaimed and picked up your suitcase, “I’m glad you decided to come, I promise that you’re going to love it here.”

You paused in surprise, the EJ you had come to know would’ve wanted you to stay as far possible from him so as to not risk his precious reputation. 

EJ had noticed your silence and the surprise plastered across your face and sighed to himself. He knew he wasn’t the best brother to you but he was going to take advantage of your presence for the next six weeks to try and make up for the lousy way he treated you. 

He turned to fully face you, “I’m sorry,” He said, “I was an ass back then but I’ve changed.”

“I’ll believe that when I see it,” You scoffed, and tore your suitcase from his hands, marching towards the office.

Val, who you had been introduced to at the office, opened the door to, what would be, your cabin for the next six weeks. 

“Guys,” She smiled at the other girls that were already settled in, “This is Y/N, it’s her first time so make her feel welcome.”

The door shut behind you and you tightened your grip on your suitcase. There was nothing necessarily bad about sharing a cabin with four other people but you slipped right into overthinking mode. What if I snore? What if they don’t like me? What if they talk about me behind my back? Oh not, they’re going to hate me.

Your spiralling was interrupted by one of the girls stepping forward and introducing herself, “I’m Brielle, it’s nice to meet you.” She seems nice enough but you never know.

She stood beside you and linked your arm with yours, pointing out the others, “This is Veronica, Isabella, and Abiola, it’s their first time too, it’s only my second year coming here so I’m basically a newbie too.”

You smiled and nodded, “Thanks.”

“You’ll be up there,” Abiola said, pointing to the top bunk of the bed she was sitting on, “But we can swap if you want.”

“I’m good, I prefer to up high anyway,” You said. 

Brielle took your suitcase when she noticed that you had loosened your grip on it and rolled it over to the end of the bed, “The left side of this wardrobe is yours but one of the girls cancelled last minute so the bed under mine is probably gonna be used for storage so feel free.”

“Sounds good,” You tried to sound as relaxed as possible but you still felt really anxious. 

She smiled and climbed up the ladder on the bunk opposite, and you followed her lead. Veronica and Isabella had claimed the bunk on the far side of the room, Veronica was on the bottom bunk and Isabella was on the top.

“So, what kind of stuff do we do here?” You asked, immediately regretting it. Who doesn’t know what summer camps do? I should’ve googled it before I left.

Brielle lit up at the question and the other girls groaned, “Oh, now you’ve done it,” Abiola fell back onto the bed, laughing, “I told you we should’ve waited until the last girl got here, Bri.”

Veronica saw your look of confusion and explained, “Brielle’s basically gone through the Camp Shallow Lake Itinerary for all of us when we arrived so she has it memorised.”

“Well, there’s the average summer camp stuff like regular sports and watersports, but the biggest thing is that there are classes on acting and singing and dancing and everything; then at the end of the summer, there’s a big musical that we put on for parents and families when they come to pick us up at the end.”

The idea of being on a stage in front of people was nerve-wracking and Brielle could see so she continued, “But you don’t have to take part in the musical, it’s completely optional but you could work on lighting and sound if you wanted; plus, one of the junior counsellors have introduced confidence-building workshops to help with stage fright and stuff like that.”

“They’ve got a whole sheet that covers it better than I can on the notice board by the office, come on,” Brielle jumped down and gestured for the rest of you to follow her. Abiola and Veronica rolled their eyes fondly at her enthusiasm and Isabella trailed behind with you, her head stuck in her book and she spared the odd smile when you glanced at her.

Three weeks had passed and you had ended up enjoying being at Camp. 

Brielle had calmed down a bit but she had been given the lead for the musical which had ramped her back up. Abiola was killing it at dance and kept trying to get you to join. You couldn’t pull Veronica away from the ‘Radio and Music Production’ classes for the life of you, and Isabella was a dark horse when it came to singing, no one had expected her to be able to belt out numbers as well as she did. 

You went to a few of the confidence-building workshops and realised that as long as you had people you trusted and could rely on, being on stage didn’t sound too bad so when you auditioned on a whim and ended up being cast as one of the minor characters, you were pleasantly surprised. 

Yet, there was still some part of you that felt like it wasn’t real, that Brielle, Abiola, Veronica, and Isabella weren’t actually your friends, that they were pretending. 

You didn’t want your anxious thoughts to ruin the campfire tonight but they had started to slowly creep up on you throughout the day until you were surrounded by some of the best friends you’d made but you still felt completely alone. 

Everyone was so entranced by Maddox’s scary story that no one noticed you slip out of the crowd and back to your cabin. 

No one except EJ. 

EJ looked around and frowned when he couldn’t see you. His disappointment was clear to anyone that looked at him so Gina softly elbowed him, “EJ? What are you glaring at?”

“She’s not here,” He sighed, “Y/N’s not here anymore.”

“Maybe she got tired.”

“I don’t know.”

Gina turned in his arms, “She’s probably in her cabin, go talk to her.”

“Gi-”

“You said you wanted to do better, this is your chance, go.”

“When you’re right, you’re right,” He nodded and stood up, dusted off his shorts and headed towards your cabin.

He opened to door to your cabin and it only took him a few seconds to realise that you were having a panic attack. The tell-tale signs of ragged breathing and shaking were clear for him to see.

He came to kneel on the floor in front of you, pulling your hands into his and asked you to focus on him, “Y/N? Can you hear me?”

You nodded. 

“Okay, I need you to take some deep breaths for me, do you think you can do that?”

You nodded again. 

“Breathe in for four seconds, I’ll do it with you, now hold it for seven, that’s it, and breathe out for eight seconds…there you go.”

He repeated the instructions a few more times until he could visibly see you begin to calm down.

“Thanks,” You mumbled and he didn’t say anything, he knew that you needed to compose yourself first, “How did you know?”

EJ sighed and manoeuvred so that he was sitting on the floor, “I started getting them at the beginning of the year. A bunch of stuff happened in school at the end of last year and I started spiralling and feeling like nothing I did was-”

“Good enough,” You finished for him.

“It’s the Caswell Curse, I’m afraid,” He joked and you laughed with him.

You knew that this one moment wasn’t going to be a quick fix for the feelings of unwantedness that he had caused but it was a good start. 

Maybe one day you’d say “that’s EJ Caswell, my brother” with pride in your voice but for now, you settled on “that’s EJ, he helped me” and that was good enough.

[fubureaders]

seblos from hsmtmts !

i believe this one's also a request, so thanks for sending one in! again, i only do x woc or black!reader, so.... i am currently working on something i think you might like, and hopefully you get the notification that i'm answering this so you can be sure to hear about when i post the actual fic. but if you have any x black!reader requests, i'd love to hear them!

[frostluvrs]

sofia wylie is an incredibly talented actress and performer that has been giving amazing monologues and acting performances like she gave in gina’s goodbye speech in 4x08 since forever and instead of appreciating her for that and also appreciating how far her singing has improved since s1 (when she’s never been a singer) half this fandom consistently tries to dim her light and overshadow her because they cannot let go of a Certain actress and a Certain real life relationship they still obsess over to this day. any time without fail she gets shine whether it be a performance of hers or a scene with ricky as character they come out of the woodworks talking about they miss olivia and it could have been her. every time she has a big scene and/or duet as gina with ricky they constantly bring up a duet or scene between rini and talk about how nothing can compare when we All know they’re talking about that certain real life relationship and not the actual characters; especially because the only scene they ever talk about is ricky’s confession and that’s because they’re obsessed with the fact it was improvised bc of that certain real life relationship.

and then they’ll pretend they like sofia and their comments aren’t in bad faith when it happens constantly in so many ways and has been since s1 (trying to convince people that joshua didn’t like her and sending her hate for liking rina being examples). they’ll get mad at you when you tell them to stop spamming every video of hers that has to do with hsmtmts that she “looks like olivia rodrigo” by saying it’s not that deep and it’s a compliment. would you want your comment section obnoxiously filled with how you look like someone else and that be the only thing they focus on? and we all know whenever they try to weirdly say it about gina they really just are trying to think of her as nini because they can’t let go of That relationship.

i love hsmtmts but one of the reasons i’m glad it’s ended is so sofia can eventually move on to a show or movie that doesn’t have a fandom (and unprofessional journalists and news outlets like entertainment weekly who literally is cutting her out of videos and the daily beast with their terrible s4 reviews) that is constantly trying to dim her light.

[rayesgenesis]

summertime with you

a/n: oh nini my little lesbian how i love you — also all my fics seem to be ending in kisses recently sorryyy but also i’m not sorry for trying to bring kissing back‼️

who? nini salazar roberts x fem!reader

wc: 1k

summary: after the year you’ve had, you didn’t have high hopes for this summer but one night at the start of camp, succeeded in changing your mind.

constantly being in a cabin full of people could be overwhelming at times. and there was something about nighttime that brought you solace, which you found hard to find at shallow lake. so here you were, sat on a log bench on a chilly summer night, quietly watching the fire dance in front of your eyes.

as you tried to let your thoughts disappear with the flames, you felt someone slowly approaching you, out of the corner of your eye.

“hey.”

nini greeted you, pulling you out of your meditative state. she looked like she was trying not to startle you, and it very well reflected on her face.

“hey!” you looked up and replied, trying to keep your surprise under control.

she smiled and sat next to you, hands in her burgundy cardigan’s pockets. “so, what are you doing here, can’t sleep?”

“yeah, something like that.” you glanced down at your hands. “you?”

“oh, i needed to get some fresh air. felt a bit suffocated inside.”

she chuckled at the end there and you took notice of how her face glowed under the firelight. the more you looked at her, the more you couldn’t ignore the pang of sadness you felt at the sight of her. then, you quickly adverted your eyes, not wanting to cry tonight.

last winter break, you and nini had gotten closer and ended up having a little emotional fling. although it never ended up going anywhere, and you stayed friends, deciding it would be better this way.

still, you kept giving eachother long stares throughout the year, a reminder of the time you spent together, you often thought. you never allowed yourself to think about it too much anyway, falling for her again wasn’t something you could do again. it hurt you too much the last time.

nini watched the fire dance off of your face and eyes, making you look so beautiful that she couldn’t stop staring at you like this. she stayed silent as her eyes slowly trailed over your face, studying your features. she took in every detail, every dip, every slope. took in the way your hair curled around your ear and framed your face.

you were well aware of her staring and a smile threatened to break out on your face. you squeezed the blanket you were wrapped in tight around your shoulders before speaking up.

“you’re staring.” you said with a cheeky tone, watching the fire dance.

she cleared her throat and her eyes left your face the second you called her out, “i was looking at the fire.”

“mhm, you were definitely looking at me.” you said, a smirk on your lips.

she rolled her eyes at your words, a small huff leaving her. “nope, i was looking at the fire.” she lied again, even though you both knew what she had been doing.

you chuckled, “you’re a terrible liar.”

“i’m a great liar,” nini retaliated. she couldn’t help the smile that formed on her face, “you just know me too well.”

you finally looked at her, your head tilting to the side. “yeah, guess i just know you too well.”

the air felt thick and tense as you locked eyes, studying eachother’s faces. neither of you said anything, you only stared back at eachother, too entranced in eachother’s gazes to look away. it was probably one of the longest stares you’ve held.

nini was the one to finally break the eye contact, her eyes lowering after a moment. your eyes followed hers on their way towards the ground. you watched her carefully as she kept quiet and after a few moments of silence, cleared her throath to speak.

“i’m really sorry for everything that happened over winter break.”

you sighed. “you don’t have to keep apologizing, it’s fine.” you replied, your voice soft and reassuring.

nini shook her head. “no i do, i was stupid, i couldn’t let the past go and i hurt you.”

you took a deep breath, moved closer to her on the little bench and nudged her shoulder with yours as a non-verbal way to say that everything was forgiven. she did the same with your knee and smiled.

“i missed you, y’know.”

the words spilled from her lips before she had a chance to stop them. it felt like something she needed to say, she needed you to know that she missed you.

you felt your heart clench at her words, her eyes boring into yours for the very first time tonight.

in the span of a couple minutes, you were transported to the many looks you shared from far away this year. she looked at you the same way just now, like you were across the room only you were right next to her this time.

“i missed you too.” you murmured back, your voice quiet and soft.

nini didn’t even register herself moving after hearing you, it was more of an automatic response, like she had to get to you before it was too late. she leaned in, her hands lifting to embrace the sides of your neck as she looked back and forth between your eyes and mouth.

your heart started beating so fast, you could feel it in your ribcage. surely, she’d heard it as well. and in a few seconds, her soft lips were on yours.

the kiss ended as soon as it started and you lingered near her face, breathing with your mouth open, trying to commit this moment to mind. the tingling on your lips urged you to kiss her again, this time with purpose.

through the kiss, you hoped that the butterflies you’d always felt when she looked at you, she would somehow feel too. you held onto her lips for dear life, like she might disappear if you didn’t keep her on your lips, your hands cupping her face as she kissed you back just as hungrily.

your fuzzy blanket fell on the ground but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. you only cared about how having her so close to you felt.

once out of breath and pulling away, you laughed, hands still on eachother.

“is it hot in here or what?” nini said, trying to break the silence, clearly out of breath.

“yeah, i mean sitting by a fire should warm you up.”

she swatted your arm which earned her an ow! from you, fully exaggerating how much she hurt you. you eyes lingered on her face, before you carried on.

“god, you know— there’s this girl who i’ve recently kissed and she’s here at camp. anyway it’s going to be so awkward trying to avoid her and stuff.”

“yeah? i think this girl would love to spend every day of summercamp with you, actually.”

with that, her lips found yours again and you could’ve sworn that your heart did a cartwheel.

[starrrbakerrr]

High School Musical: The Musical: The Series Bloopers (part 1/?)

[angelhummel]

half of the hate for kurt literally just boils down to "a gay kid who loves musical theater?? in MY 'kids who love musical theater' show??? stereotype!!!"

[rinasred]

Ricky bowen in 1x01

RIcky bowen & Gina Porter in the s4 trailer

[trickarrows-bishop]

[ktisherelol]

It Just Happened ~ Ricky Bowen X Reader

Summary: (You are aged up in this) You and Ricky have been friends since you were young, and you have a small crush on him. One day when he comes over, things get juicy.

Warnings: Cussing, fluff, alcohol, smut.

Pairing: Ricky Bowen X Female reader (you can change it if you'd like).

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"I'm bored." says Jenna, my friend since first grade. I sat down next to her, "What do you wanna do?"

"I don't know. Should we invite more people? There's nothing to do. And omg it's a great day outside." says Jenna

"Okay, I'll call Ricky." I say

"The one you kinda like?" asks Jenna

"... How do you know that?" I ask

"Your face lit up when you said Ricky."

"Well... Okay, maybe I kinda like him. But that doesn't mean I won't hang out with you."

Jenna laughs, "Come on. I'll leave, I have things to do anyway. Have fun with your boyfriend."

"Jennaa..." I say

"Y/nnnnn..." says Jenna

"Stayyy." I say

"No, I will be leaving, and youu are gonna thank me and that's that! Now byeeeee!" she says and leaves before I can say anything. Well, alright then.

"Fine. Love you!" I say

"Love you, too!" she screams back. Then I call Ricky after asking my mom if he can come over, which she says he's always welcome.

"Hey, Y/n/n. What's up?" he picks up

"Hey, Ricky. Wanna come over?" I ask

"What if I'm not in Salt Lake?"

"Ricky, we both know you are, I saw you two days ago." I say

"What if I moved away?"

"You didn't."

I hear him chuckle, "Alright, fine. I'm coming give me... 10 minutes."

"Alright, byeee!" I say, then hang up.

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After 10 minutes I hear the doorbell ring. I open it to see Ricky with a grin on his face.

"Heyy, come on in!" I say, and we go to the living room.

"How've you been?" he asks

"I've been, okay. You?" I ask

"Same here. I miss being drunk though." he says, we used to go to parties and drink almost every week. Then high school was over and we both just decided to get a job and not go to college yet.

"How long has it been since you last drank?" I ask

"Eh. About a month." he says

"Wow... How did you survive?" I ask

"I just did..." he says, then sees an alcohol bottle on one of the tables that my brother just forgot to put away after his 'experiment'... Don't ask.

"Ooo!" he tries to grab the bottle and opens it, but I stop him before he does.

"Ricky, no." I say, and grab the bottle away from him, kind of spilling it.

"What? I was just gonna drink a little bit…" he says

"I don't care. Don't drink right now." I say, as I grab a towel to clean the mess Ricky made me do.

"Fine." he says as he watches me clean it. After I'm done cleaning the table, I clean the bottle as well in case it spilled on it. As I close the cap and make sure it's tight I feel Ricky put his head on my shoulder, and his arms around my waist.

"Whatchu doing?" I try and hide my blush.

"Hmm, you're warm." he says in a childish voice.

"Alright." I say, "I need to put the bottle away, though."

"Just put it on the table where you found it." he says, I guess it makes sense. My brother needs to learn to clean after himself anyway.

"Alright, fine." I say putting the bottle back on the table. That's when I realized that Ricky smelled... different. Is he wearing cologne?

"Hey, when did you start wearing cologne--" I started as I turned around but got cut off by his lips smashing on mine, his arms never leaving my waist.

I pull away, "Are you sure you're not drunk..?"

"Yeah." he says, as he kisses me again. I don't say anything, just kiss back and put my arms around his neck.

I feel him sit down on the couch and get me on his lap as he pulls me closer. He pulls me so close that... Omg... I can feel it. I can feel his... Uh... You know...

It's getting harder by the second. He starts to kiss down my neck which gives me a chance to speak, "Ricky, what's gotten into you?"

"Do you know how hot you look right now?" he asks, stopping and looking at me. What does he mean? I'm just wearing a little oversized t-shirt and shorts.

"I'm just wearing a t-shirt." I chuckle

"Well, you always look hot to me anyway." he says. Is he really sure he isn't drunk?

"No, Y/n. I'm not drunk." he says… Shit, did I say that out loud?

"No, you didn't say it out loud, I just know what you're thinking." he says. I mean true, he's known me since first grade.

"Exactly." he says

"Okay, stop reading my thoughts." I say as I reposition myself on his lap because I was kind of crooked. He pulls me closer as I do so.

"Ricky, I don't know if you're in the right mind. You may not be drunk, but you're not thinking straight." I say

"I am. Y/n, I've liked you since... I don't even know, it's been a while. But you haven't paid attention to me at all, so I tried to date Alyssa and other girls to try and distract myself but they never got me the way you did. The way you do. The only reason I tried something today was because Jenna told me you kinda like me." he says

"Jenna said what?" I ask

He chuckles, "Was she right? I-is she right?"

I look him in the eyes trying to pull a prank on him. His slight smile faded, "Oh... Well, alright then. Sorry." he said as he tried to get up.

Then I smirk, "She's right. Don't worry." then I kissed him again, making him moan. I felt him harden even more under me as he pulled me closer, grinding me on him.

"Wanna take this upstairs?" he asks

I smirk, "Sure."

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The second we enter my room he closes the door and locks it, pinning me against the wall and pulling me close as he kisses me. My arms travel around his neck, then as one arm stays there just tugging on his hair, the other hand travels down to his chest, to his waist, and then I grab his crotch. I just feel how hard it is for a second and make a memory of its shape. He groans and pushes me on the bed, pinning my arms above me.

He kisses me again, grinding onto me making the both of us moan. I take off his shirt as he takes off mine and take a moment to look at his abs.

Holy shit they're insane…

I feel them as he kisses my chest after a moment of looking at them with lust.

His kisses trail down to my stomach, and to my thighs, before he gets to that one spot, he looks up at me asking for permission. But I smirked and flipped us around, "You've had your fun. Now, it's my turn."

He smirks as I start to kiss him again, then start to kiss down his neck.

"That's too bad. I wanted to taste you." he groans.

"You'll taste me some other day." I say as I start trailing kisses down his stomach, feeling his strong muscles, and then stop as I come across his boxers. I look up at him for permission to take them off, but he just smirks and flips us around like I did to him, "Some other time, babe."

His hand then reaches into my panties, and starts drawing circles on my clit, "Wow... All this for me?"

I chuckle, "Looks like it."

He inserts a finger in me, causing me to moan as he moves his finger in and out, then inserting another one.

"Ricky..." I say

"Hmm?" he says

"I need you." I say

"Need me to do what?" he smirks

"I need you inside me." I say

"As you wish." he says, then takes off his boxers, revealing his hard and red member. Without a second thought, he positions his member to my entrance, and slides it in.

It doesn't hurt as much, because I was really horny and wet. But I've heard that normally it does hurt if this is your first time.

"Holy shit. You're so tight. How are you so tight?" Ricky asks between breaths.

"’Cause this is my first time." I say, trying not to moan.

"Hmm, same here." he says

"Really?" I ask surprised.

"Yeah. Why are you so surprised?" he asks

"I don't know. I mean, look at you..." I say

He smirks, “I wouldn't rather do this with anyone but you."

He gets faster. And faster. And even faster. My hands dig into his back as moans fill the room.

After a while we both release as Ricky pulls out.

"Holy... Fuck..." he says while catching his breath.

"Indeed..." I say, he looks at me, "Please tell me we're dating now."

I smirk, "We are."

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

[sparklyseblos]

saw a tiktok of the troyella scene before gotta go my own way and why, WHY did portwell not sing it in s3?? 😭 the entire scene is so portwell coded and at least we could’ve gotten something out of them breaking up

[hsmtmts-fangir1]

Give me something to do pls

Pls sent prompts. I have been wanting to get into writing.

Masterlist

[rayesgenesis]

i saw a fic about rina as bevie.. i am a gini shipper..

gini oh gini what other descendants pairing could you possibly be…

[midgexlennyx]

this is one of the greatest love stories of our times❤️