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webslingingslasher · 2 years ago

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thinking about frat!peter leaving a conversation with someone or a group to take you upstairs because you looked at him with “fuck me” eyes

god i fucking LOVE frat!peter

You were Peter's girl.

He’s made that clear, every party he has has his arm thrown around your neck. He’ll press his lips to your temple or cheek when you walk away for a moment and return. He talks to you during beer pong games, ignoring his teammate entirely. He always comes to find you when you’re supposed to arrive and he always, always kisses you hello.

It was odd when you didn’t have him all over you when you walked in, even weirder when he wasn’t in the kitchen or garage. You texted him but was left on delivered, you wonder if he had made a run to the liquor store and forgot to tell you, you wouldn’t dare entertain the idea of him hooking up with another girl.

No, you were his girl. He made it clear.

Unless…

You stomped up the staircase off from the kitchen, upstairs was mostly off limits during parties. The only exception being the first bathroom on the right of the stairs, Peter’s room was to the left off the side. Without even glancing at the line you took a sharp left and paused at his door.

You took in a breath and pressed your ear against his door, you heard nothing but his standing fan running. Still not convinced you knocked lightly and pushed the door open, you blinked at the dark doom and flicked the lights on. His room was empty and his bed made, you grinned, at least he listened to one thing you told him.

In defeat you shut the door and head back downstairs, you check your phone for a response and frown. Peter’s never ditched you at a party before, and it especially hurt because you hadn’t seen him in a week since he’s been so busy with school and the frat.

“Have you seen Peter?” You tugged at the arm of a fraternity brother, he pulled a thinking face then nodded. “I think he was with Mallory, he said to let him know when you were here.” Your face screwed up, “who’s Mallory?” His friend smiled, “Trent’s friend! Parker’s been chattin’ ‘em up, they seem to be getting along pretty cool.”

So much for being ‘his girl’.

“Oh. Well, if you see him let him know I went home.”

His friend grabbed you when you turned to leave, “naw, don’t leave! Parker had specific instructions to let him know when you get here.” You scoff, “I don’t want to bother him and Mallory.” In an instant his friend slapped his forehead, you winced at the clap.

“Aw shit, you think Mallory’s a chick. It’s Chuck Mallory, Trent’s friend from back home.”

Oh. Well, that makes things better. But, still. Why isn’t he finding you himself? You were his girl!

“Where is he?”

Jarred shoves you towards the living room with an elbow, “outside, I think Mallory got him to smoke some weed.” You oo and thank him before walking away, high Peter was your favorite. When Peter was drunk he was loose and lovey, when he was high he was giddy and cuddly.

And cuddly Peter was exactly what you needed, you haven’t seen him in a whole week! You were itching to have him in your hold, let alone feel his lips on yours or have his body on yours in his bed.

Your legs felt light when you reached the back patio, you saw him across the yard hovering near the jungle gym, a small playhouse and swings crawling with drunk friend groups. His arms covered in a white and black flannel, his right arm was across his chest as he scratched at his left shoulder, the hand dangled the neck of a beer bottle.

You walk down the three steps and bumped shoulders with another guy, Adam, you share an astronomy class. “Hey!” His hands balance your shoulders, you wobble and hold on to his wrists, you laugh at the small adrenaline rush and smile, “hey!”

“You’re walking how I felt after that test wednesday.” You laugh and put your weight on one hip, Adam’s hand dropped to grab his drink, the other fell to a casual hold on your elbow. There was no inkling of attraction, just a friendly gesture.

“If you don’t feel confident I don’t have a chance.”

“Nah, I wouldn’t sweat it. I’d put four bucks on the line you got higher than me.”

You look over his face and hold out the hand he was grabbing, “I’ll take you up on that,” he grins and shakes your hand hard, “bet it is.” Adam looks to his side before holding tighter and pulling you in, “I’ve got a frat boy on my ten about to burn my head off.” You turn to look but Adam’s hand cups your face to keep you looking at him, “make him jealous, c’mon. It’ll be fun.”

You grab his hand off your face and grin, “for you or for me?” Your classmate shrugs, “my date bailed, entertain me.” You rolled your eyes but brought him in for an exaggerated hug, “mine made me come find him, all because his friend brought some new, cooler than me, guy over.”

When you pulled back you peeked a glance at Peter, his eyes narrowed in on the side of Adam’s face like you weren’t even there. He’s made it clear you were his girl and this guy doesn’t get it. You tapped your hand on Adam’s chest, “my guess is when I walk over there he’s going to make a big gesture of grabbing me and kissing me, making sure you watch.”

The blonde steps away, “I’ll be watching, and waiting on my four bucks!” You turn with a gasp, your hand over your heart, “you said I’d win!” Adam waves you off, “that’s before it was a real bet!”

You smirk and turn back around to your boy, his lips pulled into a neutral state. Peter’s pulled from the pack, standing on the outskirts facing you two perfectly, his eyes flash between the guy on the porch and you sauntering closer on the grass.

You approach him with a wide smile and wrap your arms around him, his arms stay glued to his side, he’s trying to be upset but you hum and tilt him side to side. “Careful, if you don’t hug me back he may think I’m free game.” Immediately he tugs his arms from under you and presses you tight against him, his lips pressing tiny kisses to your head. “Who’s our new friend?”

You snort and squeeze tight before stepping back, Peter wraps his arm around your neck. “Adam, we share astronomy.”

Your boy drops a breath dramatically, “thank god it’s not chemistry.” You grip at his love handles and he pushes you away, “you’re lucky I even came to find you! Jarred told me all about you and Mallory.” The exaggeration of the name lets Peter know you thought it was a girl he tsks and shakes his head.

“C’mon, trouble. You know you’re my girl.”

“Do I?” The not so subtle quip made Peter give you a faulty smile, more and more you’ve been dropping hints that the lack of a label but the implication of one was bothering you.

“I’d hope so, here. Trouble, meet Mallory, he’s staying with us for a few days. His dad is a web developer.”

Suddenly you understood why he ditched you, his two most favorite things in one room. Nerding out and networking.

Mallory, with shaggy brown hair and green eyes stretched out a hand. He shamelessly looked you up and down, a cocky smirk spread, “oh, hello, trouble.”

Before you could respond Peter pulled your back into his chest and wrapped his arms around you, “oh no, this one’s my girl. My trouble, not yours.” You relaxed in his hold, his possessiveness made you feel jittery.

“Easy up, Parker. I’ve got my eye on the blonde.” You followed his eyesight to the window, a group of blondes hovered. “Which one?” His smile made you happy to be in Peter’s arms, you snuggled in further with the answer. “Yes.”

You blink submissively and plaster on a dumb smile, “it’s honestly so nice of you to have such an unspecified type. You’ll give anyone a shot, huh?” Peter gripped your hip but didn’t say anything, his new friend had an amused grin, he wasn’t used to a girl challenging him.

“Some of the girls I’ve fucked could be concidered charity work, maybe I could collect one more?”

Trent shoved on Mallory’s chest, “cool it, prick. Parker’s girl is good to have around, apologize.”

You could feel how stiff Peter’s chest was at his comment, the boy apologized and you nodded but Peter still felt seized up, until Mallory broke the silence.

“Yo, Parker. Did I tell you about the internship program?” And you could feel Peter’s indecisiveness, he wanted to bark back at him but he also could use an internship, you pulled away from him and nodded at the shaggy hair.

“Pete, you were just talking about that like, two weeks ago.”

And the conversation flowed, the group talked back and forth and even with the jab, Mallory included you in the conversation and you could see the charismatic side of him, as much as you didn’t want to. After twenty minutes the group walked to an empty picnic table, Mallory sat on the top of the table, pausing mid conversation to lick his wrapped blunt, pressing the seal.

Ethan, Chris and Trent sat on the left side of the table, you, Peter and Dylan sat on the right. Dylan was also perched on the top of the table, his feet on the bench. Peter sat with his back to the table, his neck turned to the left to look at his new friend, your right shoulder rested on the side of the table, your legs thrown over Peter’s lap as he ran his hands up and down your shins. You rested your head on your fist, your elbow on the table as well.

You stared at Peter’s face as he made conversation in the group and laughed, you weren’t paying much attention but felt your heart lurch at every grin he casted and you laughed when he did.

Peter felt eyes burning a hole through him, he looked at you and grinned. ‘What?’ he mouthed, ‘nothing,’ you replied. He gave you a look that said ‘you’re being weird,’ you leaned in closer and tapped his cheek. As if you’d have to ask, he met you and pressed his bottom lip against your top, his hand holding onto your knee. You smiled against his lips, then pressed another kiss, “I missed you,” Peter hums, “missed you too.”

“Oi! You helped Trent cheat?” You shook your head when you pulled from Peter, Mallory smacked against your arm. Peter looked at you surprised, “no! Don’t- Don’t say it like that!” You looked around and hissed, “I just helped him understand a few questions better. During a test. For a final. By passing notes. But absolutely no cheating!”

“Trouble, what?” You grinned back at your boy nervously and looked at Trent as if you’ve been betrayed. Peter patted the side of your thigh, you ignored his call and Trent grinned with his hands up, “you won cool points forever, sorry babe.”

You groan and point around the table, “that never happened, okay!”

Mallory lit the blunt and passed it down the line, Ethan laughed at the quick silence. “If you guys think that’s funny I should tell you about the time she helped Parker study for an anatomy quiz.”

“Peter!” You gesture to his friend at the far side of the table, the others getting a laugh at your reaction. You sputter and shove at his arm, you can’t help but smile yourself. Peter jolts when you attack his side, you’re letting his friends see his ‘boyfriend side’, the one that giggles when you tickle him and leans into your touch, breathless and smiley when you end the attack.

“Stop making fun of my girl, she takes it out on me!” You prove his point and tickle his side again, he pulls your hips and throws you to straddle him. You can’t help but yelp at the sudden movement, you oof when you slam against his hips, his hands bolt your own down on your thighs.

If you could’ve clenched your thighs you would’ve, you forgot how quick he could throw you around. It’s been the longest week of your life since you met him. Dylan whistles and his gang claps, you roll your eyes, “Parker just earned top dog of the week!”

Dylan noogies Peter’s hat, you smack his hand away and place a protective hand, “leave my baby alone.” Ethan holds his hand across the table, “tell your baby to take a hit,” you extend your own, Peter takes the time to wrap his arm around your back, you return with a smile, you raise the blunt to his mouth, “take a hit.”

You watch Peter lean his head forward and take a hit, your look down and your warm smile melted into one of admiration. The lit end engulfed in red and orange, a single stream of smoke raised, his eyebrows furrowed as he took a longer hit, his eyes flashed up and saw the ardor in your eyes.

His fingers pushed into your thigh and you pulled away, you watched him blow out the smoke slowly while you took your own inhale, your only thoughts on Peter, no interest in the other conversations. You held the tobacco back up and bit your lip when his fingers brushed yours for another toke, “you’re looking at me funny,” he spoke between his inhale, you took the hat off his head, his head tilted at first, pausing to stop you but letting you do it when you flashed a frown.

You set the cap on the bench next to you, your fingers immediately fixing his curls and adjusting his hat hair. “You’re smokin’ babe.” You shook out his curls, you curled your fingers into them, his lips shot up to kiss your wrist, “thanks, honey.”

Your heart clenched, more and more he’s like your boyfriend. He’s laying it on thick tonight, you press a kiss to his lips, neither one of you a fan of heavy pda, him more than you, especially in front of his brothers. Peter holds the blunt behind your back and tugs you closer, he breaks away and his glazed eyes peered at your lips and to your eyes, “I love…” You listen closer and tug his shirt, he stops himself, “I love kissing you,”

You press a soft kiss to his cheek, your lips graze to his ear, “that all?” You looked back at his face but he cleared his throat and looked behind you to hand the blunt off to Dylan. You’re teasing, that’s all. You poke at his cheeks, “don’t get all freaked out, I’m kidding, petey.”

You humph when his hand covers your mouth, his eyes shoot to his friends. He’s in the clear, no one heard. If any one of his friends heard the pet name they’d bully him to death, simp him to shame. He’d never ever hear the end of it.

Peter’s eyes burrowed into yours, “absolutely not.”

“Petey.” You mumbled it into his hand, he pressed against your mouth harder. He gave you a death stare, you giggled and pulled at his wrist, he gave you a warning glance but let it fall away.

You took a deep breath and leaned to whisper in his ear, your hands cupped around your mouth. “petey, petey, petey.” His fingers dig into your sides, as you curl into him he pushes your hips away.

“You’re being a menace tonight, trouble.”

You wheezed against him and pushed his hand away, “I’m sorry!”

And the moment you looked back up at him he understood, you had a look on your face only he was lucky enough to see. It was the same look you gave him when he was pushing into you, as you dug your nails into his shoulder blades and cried out his name. The same look when you lay breathless, your fingers tangled in his hair pulling as tight as you could grinding your hips against his face.

“I just missed you this week,” you whispered the words and fixed his collar, he missed you too.

Peter grabbed your fingers and kissed them, “okay, then go pee, baby.” He spoke loudly and laughed, catching the attention of his friends but they continued with the conversation. You furrowed your brow, you went to speak but he continued, “okay, then let’s go.” He patted your thighs and you scrambled to get off them, he stood up and grabbed your hand to tug you up.

Peter gave a salute to his friend group, “be right back,” you nodded and followed his path inside. Your boy tugged you up the stairs and to his room, his hat was tossed to his dresser and he ripped his flannel off.

You smiled when you realized what he did, you told him you hated how his friends jeered him on when it was assumed you were about to have sex. It makes you feel icky. You give him a sudden hug, he stills but wraps his own arm around you.

“You okay?”

“You did that for me?”

Peter kisses the top of your head, “you give me the look, I make the excuse.”

Then smacks your backside, “now get naked, if we take longer than thirty minutes they’ll ask questions.”

You pull your shirt off and flop on the center of his bed, “yes, sir.”

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jude5bellingham · 1 year ago

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throwback thursday ౨ৎ trent alexander-arnold

pairing: trent alexander-arnold x reader

part two here

summary: lfc photographer loves to post tbts about one man in particular

warnings & notes : no warnings!! all images belong to their rightful owners and i hope you enjoy my first post ^__^

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latin5mamii · 9 months ago

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ALSO

Jude Bellingham X TrentAA Sister ???

Maybe Trent Alexander Arnold is close with his younger sister and he is looking after her whilst she’s sick and then Jude comes over and it’s just a cute day with her brother and boyfriend ???😔😔❤️

Sickie

Genre: AATRENT SISTER X JUDE BELLINGHAM

WARNINGS:None!Just fluff and cozy

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Loved writing this!Please suggest more about jude!

SUMMARY:You're sick and nothing could make you feel better, or at least you thought...

It was one of those days when you felt completely drained. The cold you had been battling for the past few days had finally taken its toll, and you were confined to bed. Your older brother Trent Alexander-Arnold, had taken it upon himself to look after you. Despite his busy schedule, he always made time for you, and today was no exception.

You lay in bed, propped up by pillows, a warm blanket wrapped around you. Trent came in with a tray, carrying a bowl of your favorite soup and a cup of tea.

“How’s my favorite sister doing?” Trent asked with a teasing smile as he set the tray down on your bedside table.

“I’m your only sister,” you replied, managing a weak smile.

“Still my favorite,” he said, ruffling your hair gently. “I’ve got some soup and tea for you. Think you can manage a bit?”

You nodded, grateful for his care. He handed you the bowl, and you sipped the warm broth slowly. Trent sat beside you, keeping you company and chatting about anything and everything to keep your mind off how lousy you felt.

As you were finishing your soup, there was a knock at the door. Trent got up to answer it, and moments later, you heard familiar voices in the hallway. Your boyfriend had come over.

“Hey, sickie,” Jude said softly as he walked into your room, a warm smile on his face.

“Hey! That’s rude,” you protested, trying to muster a playful glare.

Jude chuckled and sat on the edge of your bed. “Sorry, just trying to lighten the mood. How are you feeling?”

“Better now that you’re here,” you admitted, reaching out to take his hand.

Jude squeezed your hand gently, his eyes full of concern. “I brought some of your favorite snacks and a few movies. Thought we could have a cozy day in.”

Trent came back in, holding another tray with snacks and drinks. “Looks like Jude had the same idea,” he said with a grin. “We’re going to make sure you’re properly spoiled today.”

You smiled, feeling incredibly lucky to have both of them looking after you. Jude and Trent worked together to set up a comfortable little nest for you in the living room, with pillows and blankets, and soon the three of you were settled in to watch a movie.

Halfway through the movie, Jude turned to Trent with a mischievous grin. “Hey Trent, did you tell her about the time she almost burned the house down?”

“Jude!” you exclaimed, mortified. “You promised you wouldn’t bring that up!”

Trent laughed, shaking his head. “Oh, it’s too good not to share. So, she decided she was going to bake a cake for Mum’s birthday last year…”

“And I might have misread the recipe a little,” you admitted, your face turning red.

“She set the oven way too high and forgot to set a timer,” Trent continued, laughing. “Next thing we know, there’s smoke pouring out of the kitchen.”

“I was just trying to make something nice!” you protested, though you couldn’t help but laugh at the memory.

Jude grinned, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “It was pretty epic. You should have seen her face when the smoke alarm went off.”

“You two are the worst,” you said, though you were smiling. Despite feeling sick, you couldn’t help but feel better with their playful teasing and loving care.

As the day went on, the three of you watched movies, played board games, and reminisced about other funny moments. Jude and Trent kept the mood light, doing everything they could to make you laugh and keep your spirits up.

By evening, you were feeling a bit better, thanks to the rest and the company of your favorite people. Trent ordered your favorite takeout for dinner, and the three of you ate together, still laughing and joking.

When it was time to settle down for the night, Trent fluffed your pillows and made sure you had everything you needed, while Jude tucked you in and kissed your forehead.

“Thank you, both of you,” you said, feeling a lump in your throat. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“Anytime, sis,” Trent said, giving you a gentle hug. “Get some rest.”

“And I’ll be right here if you need anything,” Jude added, squeezing your hand.

Just as you were about to close your eyes, Jude leaned over with a mischievous grin. “Hey, remember that time you tried to cook spaghetti and turned the kitchen into a war zone?”

You groaned, rolling your eyes. “Jude, seriously? Why do you always bring that up?”

“Because it was hilarious!” he laughed. “You managed to get sauce on the ceiling!”

“I was experimenting!” you protested, though you couldn’t help but smile.

“Experimenting with a grenade, maybe,” Jude teased.

“Alright, you two, enough,” Trent said, chuckling. “She needs to rest.”

Jude grinned, leaning in to kiss your forehead again. “Fine, I’ll stop for now. But I’ll be back tomorrow to remind you of all your other kitchen disasters.”

You playfully swatted at him. “You’re impossible.”

“But you love me,” he shot back with a wink.

You rolled your eyes at him and turned to the wall.As you hear the door close, you can’t help but to feel happy, because you’re surrounded by people who love you, no matter what.

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