#i played a run with my friend earlier and it was so fun we had a drama moment.. what fun!

[vinnieswife]

Our bet - JB

Jude Bellingham x fem! reader

words: 1365

warnings: smut! blowjob, male!receiving, bad lenguage. SMUT UNDER THE CUT!

summary: After a party with a few friends, Jude places a small bet on the reader that ends in something else...

"okey that was really fun."

"Damn it was," your boyfriend chuckled, shaking his head at the memories of tonight's events. "Did you see Mason strip on the pool table?" you snorted, "who didn't? He was screaming screaming screaming the lyrics to 'Doja'."

You both laughed at the same time as Jude wrapped his arms around your body, testing it dreamily. Quickly he stole a kiss from you,and lifted his hand to tuck a lock of hair behind your ear.

"You couldn't seem to keep your hands off me tonight, baby."

you squinted mechanically, feeling offended, "you just implied that I was clingy?"

"Oh, honey, it's not a nasty problem, I absolutely adore it when you're clingy. I used to be just-".

"oi oi im not clingy."

"okay, then i'm gonna bet that you can't go at least 5 minutes without touching me while we're making out," he confidently stated, pursing his lips together in a cocky manner, to which you scoffed at with a shake of your head.

"that's not really fair... you can't expect me to keep my hands to myself during something like that," you huffed out frustratedly. "we both know that you're just setting me up to fail."

He raised his eyebrows and tilted his head, "for someone who keeps telling me they're not clingy, you don't seem very sure about it."

Jude was starting to irritate you.And as a solution to his annoyance, you crossed your arms across your chest and hastily pressed your lips to his plump lips, just to play nice, Jude's hands disappeared from your neck, tucking them into his pockets. Jude hated the way you were kissing him, your kisses followed a slow but steady rhythm making him melt and crave for more.

You sighed into the kiss and moved a little closer to him, with your arms crossed you could gently brush against his chest, there was no way you could do this without any other physical contact.

Pulling away from him, you looked down at your shoes with an obvious red tint to your cheeks. You didn't even need to look at him to know he had the most arrogant, smug smile on his face.

But you needed to prove something.

So you raised your head again and kept eye contact with him as you leaned in to start kissing him again.

You had surprised him when you went back for more, but he was more surprised when he could feel your tongue running along his bottom lip, begging to enter his mouth, he allowed your tongue to come into contact with his and now you were fighting for dominance. you were so determined to somehow win this bet, it prompted you to push your knee against his, signaling him to start moving, Jude hummed for a millisecond, sending mini vibrations all over your mouth, before he backed up onto the bed.

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Naturally, Jude sat down slowly, which caused you to straddle him with your legs on either side of him, you tilted your head to give him more access, and you could already feel your insides burning with need,you were struggling.

"Don't touch, baby," he murmured into your mouth as he felt your fingers slowly creep under his shirt and brush against his pelvis, he reached down to remove your hands.

"Come on, you know the rules y/n."

You moaned in frustration, but nevertheless kept your lips on his with your hands, more or less, away from his body. God, this was really killing you. You wondered how much longer you would be able to keep this up, because it turned out that he was actually quite right with his earlier statement, you were clingy at times. But only because you are deeply in love with him and he is the sexiest man alive, could anyone blame you?So you gave up on the spot.

"Fuck, Jude, please."

Your boyfriend smirked contentedly against your swollen lips at your plea, and pulled away slightly to maintain tense eye contact with you, "hmm.. what about our bet, honey?"

"Shut up, you know you won," you told him in an irritated tone, rolling your eyes at his smugness. "Because I'll touch whatever I want, whenever I want."

"Do you want to make this bet a little more worthwhile?" he asked you, though it didn't seem like a question to you.

"It depends... Do you have training tomorrow?"

"No. Do you?"

"I don't play football Jude love."

He ran his tongue over his lower lip and stared at yours, suddenly feeling impatient for what was coming, "then we have time" not wanting to waste another second, you pushed your head forward to close the gap between you, taking advantage of the privilege you didn't have during the bet, your hands found their way into his hair so you could deepen the affection. His hands slid playfully upward from your thighs, giving your ass a small squeeze.

After bringing your tongues together, your hands slowly traveled from his hair to his shoulders, his torso, and down his shirt to feel his hips, since you couldn't before.

Jude's moan disappeared into your mouth as you unzipped and unbuttoned his jeans, and voluntarily slipped one of your hands inside to grasp him firmly, pulling him out, you pulled back a little from his lips smiling slightly. Your forehead rested against his as your hand began to stroke him up and down. You made sure to keep eye contact with him, his pupils were almost trembling from the pleasure you were giving him and his lips parted slightly letting out moans of pure pleasure.

You brushed the tip of it with your thumb, which made his breath hitch, "I love touching you, baby."

"And I love it when you touch me Aah~."

"I know you do~" you told him with a small smile, stopping your hand movements. "~ your eyes say it all."

Something between a moan and a groan came out of his mouth and he closed his eyes before clasping his hand over yours that had stopped moving along his cock,he began to move your hand against him at the pace he wanted, and your smile only grew at how desperate he was for your touch. He always wanted you as much as you wanted him.

His hand soon left yours as soon as you kept a steady but faster pace. You urged yourself to bury your face in his neck, leaving wet kisses along his tanned skin. Nothing but heavy breaths fanned over your ear like a hot gust, tickling your skin and giving you goosebumps.

His head lolled back, while his forearms rested on the sheets for balance, endless moans rang throughout your bedroom. For a second, you worried if anyone else in the halls would be able to hear it, but then he started praising you, "Fuck, like this, baby. You're so good." You completely forgot about them.

You could feel a whole load of pre-cum dripping from the tip of his hardened cock and you licked your lips at the sight of it, without giving him warning, you slid your legs off the bed so you could bend over and wrap your mouth around him.

"Holy fucking shit y/n."

You were driving him crazy, and there was no doubt he was about to orgasm at any moment.

Jude's other hand reached down to grasp the base of his cock, while your mouth continued around the tip and your tongue continued to work wonders on him. To double the pleasure, he began to stroke himself at a pace that he knew would help him climax faster.

"I'm going to cum," he managed to mumble, turning his head slightly away, guttural moans bounced off the walls and echoed in your ears as his hips stuttered slightly. He sat up on his elbows with a suggestive smirk.

"You were so loud," you affirmed with a chuckle, returning to straddle his thighs.

Jude chuckled, and was already about to unbutton your jeans so he could lower his hand down to your hotness, "Well, it's about to get a lot louder in here, baby."

[lushlovers]

C*ntmuffin, J Burrow

summary; you're just having a bit of harmless fun, but joe doesn't seem to enjoy it as much as you are.

warnings; fwb type beat, swearing, joe's actually a dick and a hypocrite, mentions of smut(?), alcohol consumption, lsu!fratboy!joe (yes that needs a warning), cameos from jj and ja'marr:D, literally all the things you'd see at a college party, use of the c-word like twice lolll.

word count; 811

note; ummmm i love lsu joe and i need a frat au because there's so little its criminal. my friend called me a cuntmuffin earlier and i wanted to write about frat joe so.

If looks could kill, you'd be six feet under right about know. You can feel Joe's eyes burning holes into the material of your best little black dress, he watched as your hips pushed back onto the crotch of some guy you had no clue or desire to even learn what his name was. His hands feeling you up was just enough.

"D'ya wanna come get a drink?" He's slurring into your ear shamelessly, his accent was thicker than it was a couple drinks ago. You nod, grabbing his hand and pulling him behind you in the direction of the kitchen. Glancing in the direction of Joe, his brows raise, looking at you in a way you didn't quite understand or maybe you didn't care to acknowledge.

He scoffs catching the attention of Elaine, who was running her mouth about whatever she could think of, "You okay, Joey?" Her voice is obnoxiously high pitched, almost like nails on a chalkboard, even worse because she didn't understand the concept of shutting the fuck up. "'M fine, thanks. Gonna go get another drink," he murmurs, pushing himself off the wall and quickly walking away before the girl could think to muster a response.

He brought this upon himself when he walked through the door with an overly chatty, but quite pretty brunette cheerleader on his arm. Karma's a bitch and you were gladly playing him back in this game. All night you kept you options open, bouncing between different guys, some of them even being some of his fraternity brothers.

Speaking of, one of his good friends was leaning against the counter chatting up a pretty girl, "Yo, JJ," you heard his voice before he pushed passed you to clap his friend on the shoulder. Justin smiled wide, introducing the girl at his side as Aiyanna, "It's nice to finally meet you, we hear a lot about you," Joe smirks obviously trying to embarrass his friend. It's true though, Justin never shuts up about this girl.

You decided to not join in the conversation simply listening in as you poured yourself a generous amount of vodka and following it with some juice. The guy who's name you still have yet to remember watched you closely, like he was in a trance of some sort. "You're staring," you mumble, tilting your head to the side a small smile playing on your lips. Guys are so easy sometimes.

"Sorry," he stutters, "You're just really pretty." His face flushes, resembling a tomato, as you closely watch his reactions. You hadn't realized how close Joe was to you both until he leans in to whisper in the boys ear loud enough for you to hear, "Should see her on her knees, Blake. Fuckin' incredible."

Blake's eyes grow ten times the size, "Fuck off, Joe," you grit pushing at his chest until he's out of the kitchen and into the crowded hallways. "'M really sorry about him, he's a dick." Not really sorry, the jealousy he was radiating was the hottest thing ever. Now your face is warming at his words, you groan as you cup your face in your hands, no way he just said that to this poor dude.

As Joe walked back over to his "date," he had this shit eating grin on his face, Ja'marr was well aware he was up to something, "The hell'd you do, JB?" He barks out a laugh, shaking his head. "That smirk, you did something." He knows he did, but he's not going to tell him just yet.

The cheerleader looked between both of them confused as ever, "Did-" Joe cuts her off with his index finger on her lips, shushing her. Ja'marr's laughing now, all this time it took for him to do that. Her brows furrow and she storms off to god know's where.

Before Ja'marr can ask again, you are standing in front of them with the biggest crease in your brows and hands on your hips, "See her on her knees? Really, asshole?" His friend gapes, feeling just how angry you were, "It was nothing, babe. Calm down," he reached out for you but you slap his hand away from you.

"Don't 'babe' me, you cuntmuffin." He keels over at your insults, his eyes clouding over with tears as he cackles. "Nothing about this is funny," your arms are crossed over your chest now, huffing you punch him in the shoulder, making him grunt and stand up straight.

"It's just, that's a first, I've never been called a cuntmuffin before, baby."

[dimepdf]

pls write a smut where you go to buy drugs off eddie in the woods like chrissy and end up fucking in the woods

DOWN LOW DEALER. + EDDIE MUNSON

masterlist. / taglist. / any request? synopsis. when you go into the woods to get drugs from Hawkins bad-boy Eddie Munson, you run into a minor snag. You don't have any cash, but Eddie, being the sweetheart that he is, puts an offer on the table that you just can't resist: you. author's note. i just want you to know that this was saved in my drafts as "omg omg omg what the FUOCK." so i just had to post this for my mental health.

[ ❥ ] pairing. eddie munson x reader

[ ❥ ] word count. 3.6k

[ ❥ ] genre & warnings. 18+, afab reader, pet names(princess, pretty girl, etc.), nerd!reader, semi-public sex, mentions of drugs, throat fucking, corruption kink, blowjobs, hand kink, praise kink, messy everything, hair-pulling, impact play, unprotected sex, table sex, choking, slight dumbifcation, soft!eddie, cum eating, masturbation, handjob, pwp

"Holy shit, Y/N." Eddie moaned, gripping the end of the table to keep his knees from buckling as you slipped just a few more inches of his cock down your throat, gagging on each inch.

"You don't know what you're doing to me, pretty girl." He was muttering as his fingers tangled in a knot of your hair.

Just moments ago, you were striding across the lunchroom with your best friend by your side, her fingers trembling with anxiety as you both approached Eddie's table.

His normal entourage of friends was giving you an odd look, having already stood there for merely seconds, and yet you had already felt out of place.

Eddie gave you both an odd look, and you felt your friend flinch, standing so close to you the moment he had made eye contact with her. You had to admit, from the sidelines, it was a painfully cringe-worthy thing to watch.

"We want to buy some, stuff...and someone told us that you were the person to see for it." You spoke slowly and leaned down to whisper.

The moment you had pulled away, your eyes clenched shut just for a second, wallowing in the embarrassment of your stumbling question.

Eddie was quick to piece together your request, his brow raised as he glanced over your appearance.

Never in his life had he thought that someone as prompt and put-together as you would even want to be seen standing as close to him as you were to him.

Eddie agreed but told you that he never did his "business" on school grounds for obvious legal reasons and gave you the time and place to meet him after school.

As you walked away back to your table of friends with a beaming smile, giving them a thumbs up.

He was more convinced that the entire thing would most likely be some type of undercover setup, not seeing you as the type to do anything during the weekends but studying currently not seeing you ever getting high.

"Operation best sleepover ever is a go!" Your friend celebrated.

It was a very out-of-character plot for your normally very strict group of friends, though you would be the one to convince everyone that you were seniors and still haven't been to a single high school party because you are too busy having movie marathons and staying up late to study for quizzes to do normal teenager things.

You wanted to do something fun to finish off your senior year, and if that meant buying drugs from Eddie Munson in the creepy woods, then you were willing to take that risk.

You were clutching onto the straps of your backpack as you descended down the dirt path alone. Your friend chickened out on the hard part.

The girl was convinced that Eddie Munson was some type of devil worshiper, along with everyone else that sat at his table, still having the creeps from what had unfolded earlier in the lunchroom.

As you continued your steps all the way until you came into view of the planned table, only the sound of nature and passing animals were heard from the woods.

Your nerves were heightened when you noticed the curly-haired man waiting for you at the picnic table, his chin resting in the palm of his hand, a bored expression written all over his face, his eyes shifting over at you the moment you walked into view.

The distance left was a bit awkward as you bowed your head and picked up your pace to sit down across from him.

"Okay, so what did you want?" There was a pause as Eddie's fingers drummed over the tin lunchbox perched in the middle of you, a beat of silence before you couldn't realize that you knew absolutely nothing about buying or doing drugs.

"Um, is there like one that makes you...laugh a lot, I guess?" The question came off with a child-like innocence as your lashes fluttered and your tone was so soft and nervous.

Eddie swore you were whispering to him. He tried to make sense of the situation, his eyes squinting at you and his lips pulled into a thin line, not quite able to figure out why, of all people, would you ever want to get into doing drugs.

You were just so adorable to him, Eddie comparing you to a big-eyed kitten the way you were trying to avoid looking at him yet failing to stare directly at the rings that shone on his fingers.

"Your eyes are really pretty." Eddie blurted, wanting to see how you would react to the sudden compliment.

Your eyes only flicked to meet him as he watched your chest rise and fall at a more dramatic pace. Eddie smirked at that.

"Okay, how about we start you off with something more tamed. How would you like that pretty princess?" He was shuffling through the contents of his lunchbox, only taking glances at your fidgeting state.

Your mind was spinning from the nicknames, let alone the sudden bold flirting. You were starting to feel a bit light-headed.

Presenting a pretty moderate-sized bag of weed, Eddie sizes it off as enough to share with at least three other people, plus you. Just as your hands reach for the bag, he pulls back.

"Ah, ah, same time exchange, pretty girl, can't have you ripping me off now can we?" You felt just a tinge of embarrassment, your mouth gaping as you nodded your head in agreement to the payment.

Shuffling through your backpack for your wallet, you slowly realized all you had was your card and not cash, cursing your parents for having you be so responsible.

It was then that Eddie suggested other payment options. His tone darkened as he leaned in closer to your face, shamelessly biting his lip and making a show of him staring at your mouth.

You let him reach his hand out to caress your face. The cool steel of his rings contrasted with your flushed face, his rough thumb dragging along the bottom of your lip as he winked.

That was the moment you found yourself on your knees in the dirt, Eddie's pants undone and his cock drawn out from the hole in his boxers.

Your hands gripping the jean material of his thighs as your eyes watered and your mascara threatened to streak down your cheeks whenever he thrust his entire length down your throat, your nose tickled by the dark brassy hairs of his pubes.

Your tongue was circling the underside of his tip. Eddie's cock was quite large, at least in comparison to all the other guys penis you'd seen (which were mostly just pictures shown in health books). You were surprised he could even fit it all in your mouth.

You pulled back just a little more, replacing the rest of what you hadn't put in your mouth with the grip of your hand.

You couldn't help but moan. Eddie felt the vibration against his cock, throwing his head back and thrusting against your mouth, forcing his cock further down your throat without much warming.

You gagged. This one was more serious than the others. Eddie snapped from his trance and pulled enough for his cock to spring from your lips, giving you time to breathe as he held a fist full of your hair.

His breathing was rough as he glanced down, watching you coughing.

"Shit, are you good?" Something about your puffy cheeks and watery eyes from choking makes him look down at you in pure neediness.

You nodded up at him, shifting your knees as they were starting to get numb from resting against the dirt for so long.

You didn't want to admit that it had been the most sexually exciting thing you've done since you would pause the TV screen of your favorite celebrity crush, placing your lips against the static just to fit in the fantasy of kissing them.

In middle school, you were a different breed of hormonal. Whatever he had done had woken something inside of you, something growing in heat in your lower stomach. Whether Eddie had meant to do it or not, all you knew was that you wanted him to do it again.

"Can you fuck my mouth?" Eddie's eyes widened as his mouth formed into a smirk that you were starting to get familiar with. He had never expected to awaken such a different side of you, a side that had not matched your innocent looks.

It was like Eddie had awoken the beast inside of you. God did he love it.

"It's all yours, pretty girl. Go ahead and take it, just like that princess." There was more than enough invitation for you to open your mouth, your pink tongue sticking out promptly. You were being obedient.

Eddie's devil-like smirk carved into his mouth as he tried not to paint white all over your face at the sight.

Sliding his shaft into your hot, wet mouth, he hissed suddenly, the slight feeling of your teeth grazing against his tip sending a shiver down his spine as he had to recollect his footing.

From the sloppiest of spit rolling down your chin and how you would try to control your gagging struggle a bit to get into the groove of breathing through your nose, you stayed well grounded, letting him guide his hips to thrust in and out of your mouth.

"Awe, fuck...just like that." Eddie was merciful at first, just seeking the feeling of having the most innocent looking girl on her knees, loving the sight of you in a filthy position. He was going to drink it all in.

But you thought otherwise.

Wanting him to handle you with rough intentions, you wanted to feel the cool metal of his fingered decorated fingers wrap around your neck, trailing all over your skin.

Your mind was clouded with so much pure lust that the last thing you needed from Eddie right now was for him to be gentle with you.

Surging your head forward as he pulled away, feeling his fingers fist in your hair, his pace picking up a string of swears blurting from his mouth.

His grasp around your hair was tight, holding you in place enough for him to snap his hips into your mouth every time he hit the back of your throat.

You couldn't help but let out a lewd moan, getting so aroused over the male using your mouth to his heart's content. Feeling your underwear damp at just the thought of what else he would do to you.

Your mouth is dripping with your own saliva, your lips and chin glistening with a messy shine of spit.

"H–holy shit." Eddie was struggling to keep his eyes open, loving the sight of his dick disappearing in your hollow cheeks. as if you could tell he was starting when you looked up at him, your eyes wet with the threat of tears.

Eddie shivered, beginning to piston into your poor sore mouth at a faster pace. The wet sounds coming from your mouth only encouraged him.

You pull away, falling into a coughing fit as you hurry to catch your breath, your face a mess covered in your saliva.

Eddie sighs, losing the grasp on your hair, his hand stroking his cock, his wrist twisting as his fingers wrapped in the sticky coat of spit you had left on his length, not even inches away from your face.

Your mouth started to water at the sight of him. "Maybe I should just cum on that pretty face of yours, cover you in my cum? You'd love that, huh princess?" Eddie grunted, his tongue sticking out just a tad as his mouth opened, peering down at you.

You felt your thoughts flatline, your lashes fluttering as your brain struggled to process the completely lewd things he had said.

Something had switched in your brain, almost as if Eddie had turned the knob, making you driven by your horny desires.

Your mouth opened to speak only to close as your gaze was drawn to the man shamelessly pleasuring himself just inches away from your adorable yet confused expression.

"Yes...please." Your doe eyes looked up at him with a new set of determination, "Atta girl." He chuckled, guiding his cock back into the familiar warmth of your mouth.

"I wonder if your friends know what you're doing right now. Did you tell them that you're getting your pretty little throat fucked in the woods?" You didn't know what your friends would think and honestly didn't care at the moment, knowing the group of strict, prompt girls would have a heart attack at the sight of you.

"Fucking Christ, you feel so good." Just the idea of sex throws them into a frenzy.

The whole idea of doing drugs during a sleepover is an idea that took you months of convincing, let alone the entire school day for your friend to gain the courage to walk up to Eddie during lunch.

But there was just something about the whole teacher's pet being a slut for the school's outcast cliche that just made your back arch.

You hum around his cock, your tongue teasing the tip, dragging along the underside, coaxing a moan out of Eddie, your hand making work of the inches you weren't able to have in your mouth.

The wet noise from the suction of your lips is extremely lewd as they blend in harmony with Eddie's deep grunting.

"Stand up," Eddie commanded.

His dick drops from your lips with a lewd pop, tapping the side of your cheek with the tips of his finger, and you eagerly follow suit, standing from your knees, your stance unsteady as his hands find the curves of your hips, guiding you next to the picnic table.

You could feel him grinding into your backside.

The height difference, having his cock grinding against your lower back as Eddie reached a hand around your neck, tilting your head back and placing a sloppy kiss on your mouth, the other snaking under your shirt and squeezing your breast through your bra.

The weight of him pushing up against you, making your hips collide at an uncomfortable angle with the edge of the table.

"We're in public, you know?" You muttered, suddenly remembering how exposed you felt scanning the field of trees around as Eddie pecked a wet trail of kisses down your neck that left you weak in the knees.

"You didn't seem to care about that when my dick was in your mouth." Checkmate, shutting you right up as you bit your lip and tilted your head to the side, exposing more of your neck on display to him. Pushing yourself against him as your back arched.

"You're such a fucking tease." Eddie hissed, his fingers snaking to the front of your jeans, making quick work of your zipper as you shimmed your jeans down to your knees.

His hand trailed up your back and guided you to bend over the table, your arms cushioning against the rough wooden surface. Your heartbeat picked up pace as you gasped, feeling Eddie smack the plush of your thigh.

"You know, you look really good like this." The feeling of his cold, rough fingers needing the plush skin of your ass sent a shiver down your spine.

Eddie spread your ass with his hands before smacking it with a flat palm.

You whimper at the slight sting, not wanting to admit that he had unlocked a whole list of new kinks for you. "You're too pretty for me. I feel like I'm gonna' break you." Eddie sighs, his cock twitching in his grasp.

"You don't have to be gentle. I won't break." You rasped out, feeling his eyes trailing all over your exposed body.

Your back arches, feeling Eddie take the words of encouragement and hook your pants to the side with his pointer finger, burying himself deep inside of you.

"You're gonna be the death of me, lady." He murmurs, his eyes squeezing shut, setting his hands flat against the table at your sides.

He's more gentle than he was with your mouth, his thrusts cautious, his arm hooking over your lower stomach, helping your wobbling legs to keep standing as he stuffs you completely full, with an exhale of relief passing from his lips as he bottoms out inside of your warm walls.

"S—shit," he sighs, leaning forward, his chest resting on your back. The feeling of the pant of his breath fanning against the back of your neck, while he was balls deep inside of you, was a sensation that you wanted to engrave in your brain forever.

His thrust starts slow, rolling his hips against yours, the intense feeling making your knees buck at the feeling of his cock rubbing against all the places that made you feel like you were floating.

"—ah, Eddie." You croaked out, his hand reaching to grip around your neck, resting the entirety of his weight on top of you, tilting your head up.

"How do you expect me not to cum when you whine my name like that?" He grunts into your ear as he picks up his pace, using his thighs to spread your legs apart to thrust deeper inside of you. His slim hips slap against your ass as it perfectly bounces against his pelvis.

Your moans are soft and breathy, your knees weakening as he aims for the gummy spot inside of you that causes your entire body to react.

"Yes, yes—right t-there." Your voice comes out as a whine, pushing your hips back into his thrusts.

Eddie grabs the plush of your thigh, guiding your leg up and resting it against the table to angle himself inside of you deeper, the force of his thrust making your hips smack against the table's edge, the pain only adding more to your intense build-up of pleasure.

Eddie watches you with his mouth agape, his lips swollen from biting down on them to keep from being too loud, wanting to hear every little noise that slipped from your lips.

"Let me hear you, baby." Eddie grunts. The lewd sound of skin slapping and your pathetic whimpers are floating through the air and deeper into the woods.

Your hips are already bruised from being slammed into the table repeatedly.

Eddie piston's himself in and out of you his shaft covered in a creamy layer making a mess of your throbbing entrance.

The sensation of his fingers digging into the skin of your neck, your mouth falling open, your moans turning into punched out grunts, the build-up of pleasure becomes unbearable for the both of you.

"You gotta let go, princess," Eddie whispered. You suddenly became aware of how hard you were chasing your own orgasm, your hands fisting against the table.

"I can't, I can't." It felt like you were about to explode. The molten hot bubble that rested inside you was only getting bigger, your head spinning as you grind against Eddie, working toward that unbearable heat that left your toes curling.

"Go on, pretty girl, just like that." His voice was breathless as his hands unwrapped from your neck and between your legs, his rough fingers rubbing circles against your sensitive clit, the gesture making your knees buck, resting your entire weight against the table.

"Come on, lady, you earned it; take it." Eddie grinds himself deeper inside of you, his chest resting on your back as you lay his entire weight on top of you.

His cock molds your walls, gripping your hips. The feeling of his fingernails digging into your skin only adds fuel to the fire inside of you.

The slow build up of your body finally gives in to the pleasure as your legs tremble, your back arching as you bite into the sleeve of your shirt, your orgasm unrolling hard as every part of your body trembles as Eddie fucks you through your orgasm.

"There you go, baby," he says, slowly pulling out of you. You weren't sure how, but Eddie managed to sit you down on the bench, his hand clasping firmly around your jaw as it was automatic how quickly your mouth expected the familiar length to have been down your throat already.

"Are you ready for your reward?" Eddie grunted, and you watched with your eyes halfway open as his ringed hand gripped the base of his cock and jerked desperately.

"Ugh, baby, I can't-please—" Eddie slumps his chest forward as his hips stutter, his body reacting as if he had fallen into a daze as his cum had painted your face within seconds.

At first, catching whatever had landed in your mouth. You flinched as some rolled down your face and into your eye.

"Shit, sorry, hold on." Eddie apologized, using his thumb to wipe it away from your eye, his thumb dipping into your mouth as your tongue wrapped around it, cleaning his fingers.

Time felt nonexistent as you sat there with a slight throb of soreness between your legs. Not too long ago, you had been laying on your stomach getting your guts rearranged.

It was a little hard for you to try to regain your composure. Not only did Eddie Munson just give you a facial, but he also fucked you outside in the woods for drugs.

The embarrassment was beginning to settle in as your eyes reopened and you became very aware of the warmth painting your cheeks and chin.

Eddie smirked down at you, seemingly content, and you were torn between being mortified and extremely turned on.

"Aren't you gonna thank me, princess? I just gave you a makeover free of charge."

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Secret Love Song|| MV33

Description: You and max had been dating for a year now. Although it’s been a year, you and him had decided to keep your relationship private, well mostly it was his choice. No one knew about you, only close friends and relatives did. You were frustrated from having to hide away all the time.

Pairings: Max Verstappen x Reader(recording artist/singer) 

a/n; I based this story off of a song by Little Mix, “secret love song”. this idea has been in my head for ages! i’ll put a little a/n where you can press pay and listen to the song while reading. i did have to cut it short for purposes of the story so sorry if it seems a little jumpy. enjoy! <3

This is my first imagine i hope you like it :)

You had been in your office all day, writing, playing music on your guitar and piano, trying to figure out a melody to your new song. Max was out on a run with his trainer so you had the apartment to yourself for a while. You sighed throwing your notebook at the wall, frustrated that no lyrics or melodies were coming to your mind. “For fucks sake!” you angrily spoke. 

“Y/N?” you heard coming from another part of the apartment, you would recognize that voice anywhere. 

Footsteps approached and in walked a very sweaty Max, smiling as soon as he saw you, but his smile disappeared just as soon as it had appeared on his face. “Mijn Liefde” he said concerned when he saw your defeated face. 

“I cant fucking think of anymore lyrics! Or any new notes for a song! My mind is so blank and I have a deadline!” your hands flew up in frustration as you spoke, laying back against the wall opposite to where you threw your notebook earlier.

Max picked the notebook and pen up gently and came to sit next to you. “I’m sorry angel” he looked at you in your eyes, “is there anything I can do for you?” he tucked your hair behind your ear. You leaned into his hand. 

“Yeah, write the song for me” you looked up at him, making eye contact with him. Jesus. ‘I could look at those forever’ you thought to yourself.

“Unfortunately, I got the ability to drive, not the musical ability you have” he giggled and so did you. 

“Can we go out tonight?” you asked in a hopeful manner, you were dying to go clubbing with Max, you’ve seen how much of a fun drunk he could be. “There’s a lot of press baby.. they’ll see us..” he spoke softly.

 “And? Max please! You always go out with your teams and I have to sit at home and watch you having all the fun.. I have to watch you letting girls flirt with you.. it’s not fun..” you were disappointed at his reaction, although it didn’t surprise you. The public knew Max was in a relationship, they also knew that you were in one too, but never put 2 and 2 together, its not as if you’ve given them a reason to think you were together, you didn’t even follow each other on Instagram, in fears it would spark rumors.

“I’m sorry Y/N.. we just- we just can’t alright?” he got up, handing you the notebook. “If you need me I’ll be in the shower” he walked out.

You sighed. “I just want the world to know you’re mine..” you mumbled as he left. As soon as those words left your lips, an idea popped into your head.

Grabbing your notebook, you opened it on a blank page and started writing, the words flowing out onto the page like a waterfall. 

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It wasn’t until Max had told you to come to bed, that you realized how long you had been sitting in your office, scribbling away, playing some notes on the piano. “Y/N come on, its late and you’ve been sitting in here for hours!” Max was begging, practically on his knees at this point. “Not now Max! I’m on a roll!” you spoke slightly annoyed that he had been bothering you.

You felt his presence behind you, “Please, just come to bed” he sighed. “I want to spend time with you before I leave for Spain” you could hear he was upset. “Well now you know how I feel when you’re on the simulator all day Max, if you had said yes to going out with me, we would have had a great time together..” you looked up at him, watching as his face changed from sadness to anger, his jaw clenching slightly. 

“You could have showered with me! You could have had dinner with me! We could have danced in the living room! Going out isn’t the only way that we can spend time together!” he semi-yelled with his fists clenched. 

“Just go to bed Max, I have work to do” you spoke softly going back to the piano and playing more chords. You knew he was still behind you, you could feel the heat radiating off of him. 

“Are you seriously mad at me now because I didn’t want to go out? You also agreed to keep us private! Don’t pin this on me!” he was yelling now anger seething in his voice.

“Please don’t yell at me Max... I’m just tired of having to sneak us around.. I’m so tired of not being able to like your posts.. or not being able to celebrate your wins with you at the podium.. for gods sake Max I’ve never even been with you to a race!” you were yelling now too, now standing on your feet, you stepped closer, getting in his face, “is it so bad that I want to be able to kiss you whenever I want? Is it so bad that I want to travel the world with you, experience new places with you? Is it so bad that I want to hold your hand in the paddock?! I just want us to be a real couple! I want to tell the world about you! I want to shout it from the rooftops!” your face was now red, you were angry. Max took a step back from your sudden outburst. 

He walked out. You watched him angrily stomp his way to your shared bedroom and slamming the door behind him. ‘Unbelievable’ you had thought to yourself as you continued writing.

The next few days were tension-filled as you and Max had been ignoring each other completely. You hated it, but if he wasn’t going to listen, then that was his problem.

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It was the opening night of your tour, starting in the country you resided in, Monaco. Max came to every show with you, even if you two had been fighting, which had been the case for the last 2 weeks. He was able to stay pretty hidden in between all the other celebrities that were attending, as it was not a location that he would stand out in the crowd. You were backstage, getting your mic pack put on and connected as you were preparing for the show to start. 

Whilst doing some last minute vocal warm-ups you had felt a gentle hand on your shoulder, turning around you could have sworn that your eyes were going to pop out of your head. “Max...” you said softly, “what are you doing back here?! they will see you” you said concerned.

“I needed to wish you luck, and I need to apologize... for everything” he moved the large bouquet of roses towards you for you to take, which you did. 

“I’m not mad at you Max...” you sighed looking at him “but thank you for the apology” you smiled at him. “These roses are gorgeous! But you have to keep them safe for me, I don’t have time to get back to my dressing room now.” He took them from you, kissing you on your cheek softly “Go sing your heart out schatje, I’ll be right here, cheering you on”

You smiled before running out onto the stage to start your performance.

Max sat in the wings of the stage, smiling as he watched your every move and seeing the joy on your face as you did what you loved doing. 

You turned to your audience “So...” you breathed into the mic, giggling slightly “tonight I have a special surprise for you all!” the crowd went wild. “Tonight I’ll be performing a brand new song that I have only recently finished writing. Would you guys like to hear it?” you spoke as the crowd went wild again. “I’m taking that as a yes!” you giggled through the mic, sitting down at the white piano your crew had rolled onto stage.

“This is a song that comes straight from my heart. I hope you all like it, its called ‘Secret Love Song’ “

(you can start playing the song now)

Taking a deep breath, you started playing the notes on the piano, seemingly forgetting where you were. You were lost in the music.

“when you hold me in the street and you kiss me on the dance floor, I wish that it could be like that, why can’t it be like that ‘cause I’m yours” 

max perked up listening to the lyrics. 

“we keep behind closed doors every time I see you I die a little more stolen moments we steal as the curtain falls it’ll never be enough”

max was now standing, his jaw slightly agape.

“its obvious you were meant for me  every piece of you, it just fits perfectly every second, every thought, I’m in so deep but I’ll never show it on my face"

you turned your head to the side slightly looking in Max’s direction to get his reaction. He was stunned to say the least.

“but we know this we’ve got a love that is homeless why can’t you hold me in the street? why can’t I kiss you on the dance floor? I wish that it could be like that, why can’t it be like that? ‘cause I’m yours"

Max was frozen in place, his mind racing with a million thoughts at once.

“and nobody knows I’m in love with someone’s baby I don’t wanna hide us away tell the world about the love we’re making I’m living for that day, someday...”

You made eye contact with max in that verse, tearing up as you saw his expression. A single tear fell down your cheek

“why can’t I hold you in the street why can’t I kiss you on the dance floor.. I wish that we could be like that why cant we be like that? ‘cause I’m yours, I’m yours oh, why can’t you hold me in the street why can’t I kiss you on the dance floor I wish that it could be like that, why cant we be like that ‘cause I’m yours...”

You closed your eyes again, not wanting to break down in the middle of the song. Max swallowed hard. The lump in his throat was burning as he held back his tears.

“why can’t I say that I’m in love? I wanna shout it from the rooftop I wish that it could be like that why can’t we be like that? ‘cause I’m yours why can’t we be like that?  wish we could be like that..”

You sang that final verse without the music playing from the piano, tears were flowing down your face freely as you looked at the crowd in front of you. You looked to your left, backstage where Max was standing.

He looked at you, tears in his eyes as well as he blinked them away quickly before they fell. You looked at the crowd again, many of them also having tears on their cheeks from your song. 

As you were about to speak through the microphone, you heard the audience start screaming, pure excitement in their voices, pointing to your left. You turned to look at what they were referring to, when you saw the love of your life run over to you. Max smashed his lips against yours, kissing you in front of everyone. You dropped the mic, wrapping your hands around his neck, kissing back. For a moment, it was just the two of you, in your own world.

Max pulled away, looking at you in your eyes, “I am yours” he spoke softly. You couldn’t help it as more tears ran down your face. “I love you so much” you were able to say to him softly.

Picking up the mic that you dropped, Max turned to the crowd, “Y/N Y/L/N is my girlfriend!” he practically yelled, making you giggle at his actions. 

You were finally free to let the world know who your man ways. Nothing would ever be able to change that. 

Max Verstappen was yours.

[haijmei]

next in line 

you thought that suna had reciprocated his feelings towards you, until a game of truth or dare had told you otherwise. so, the one next in line gets his turn: miya atsumu.

ʚ suna rintaro x reader + miya atsumu x reader | college!au | 3.9k words

warning: alcohol, mentions of sleeping with someone, suna breaking our hearts

author’s note: EVERYONE !! thank y’all so much for the love y’all gave my last drabble! i was so surprised and wondered where everyone came from. we have over 200 notes on it !! please give some love to this work too pls !! <33 i’ll be writing a part 2 to this soon!

(p.s: i was inspired from picka: 30 days to love! this is inspired by me being upset over the partner game around day 20 😭)

(part 2: amendments)

“hey! we’re playing truth or dare here! anyone interested, come through!”

a few bodies had moved from their previous spot, others had moved away from where the voice had come from.

a few familiar faces sat in the little living space near the front door. lots of the members from the college’s volleyball team were there too, including atsumu and suna. bokuto was there too, along with some unrecognizable faces. 

staring at the circle, you didn’t catch the ball of orange running behind you and ushering you into the space. 

“h-hey wait!” you stood your ground, feeting dragging every other step yet the sheer force of his running and pushing behind you stood a chance against your movements.

behind your ear, you hear hinata’s laugh as he was pushing you along. “come on, y/n! it’ll be fun! trust!”

you sighed, knowing that the only outcome to this situation was to play along. and played along you did, sitting right beside bokuto and hinata, you sandwiched between them. 

“hey y/n! how’s it going?” a roaring voice across from where you sat called out to you. staring up, you locked eyes with atsumu who was clearly already drunk from the amount of alcohol he had earlier and the glow of red on his cheeks, maybe from the alcohol or just the extra smiling he’d been doing the whole time. sat next to him was suna who was uninterested and on his phone with one hand, a bottle of beer in the other.

atsumu was one of your good friends and the one you got close to the quickest due to his extroverted personality. he was someone you could rely on, and him the same, with you always talking about everything from the one girl you hate in one of your lecture halls, to your crush on suna.

“hi, atsumu. i’m good. i’d ask how you are but i think i can tell,” you joked. he had smiled back at you with a much wider grin and chuckled before waving his arm around and shushing the group.

“alright guys, let’s get this thing started. hopefully all of you know what to do.” atsumu grabbed an empty beer bottle from his side and set it in the middle. “i’ll spin this, whoever the bottle lands on must answer truth or dare. pass a truth or dare, you have to drink!” from that announcement the crowd got a bit rowdier. claps and hollers circled around you before atsumu took the clear bottle and spun it.

the first round landed on an unfamiliar person, who decided to go for a dare right off the bat. he was forced to lick the underside of someone’s shoe, much to his dismay.

the second round had landed on yaku, who you knew to be someone on the volleyball team. he was given a truth to answer, which was to answer when the last time he slept with someone was. denying to respond, he had taken a shot and everybody moved onto the next victim.

a few rounds passed. several disgusting dares and shocking truths came out until the bottle had finally landed on you.

atsumu had stared up at you. “ah, miss y/n, truth or dare?”

“i’ll go with truth.” 

he smiled before he responded. “is it true that you’re still madly in love with suna?”

your mouth went agape. out of all things, he asked you this question? this was embarrassing for you, especially when he was sitting in front of you. plus when his name was mentioned, he had stopped staring at his phone and stared at atsumu before staring back at you with a questionable but upset gaze. 

suna and you had some history back then. you had found yourself knees deep in your crush towards him when you told yourself you wouldn’t find any romantic interest for the guy. yet, there you were, with your lies embodied in you. 

he had actually reciprocated the flirting that you had done with him, to the point where all your friends and even the team had wanted a happy ending for the two of you. he even took you out on a date, kissed you, did so much of the stereotypical romantic stuff that you were absolutely swooning over him. however, you just choose to keep your gigantic crush on him on the low.

“atsumu, really?” you groaned, but the others around you had been hyped from such a scandalous question. you quickly took the bottle of alcohol from the middle and poured yourself a shot straight into your mouth. sounds of disappointment surrounded you.

the bottle spun a few times, with even more truths and dares being given out. some players quit due to their alcohol limits being reached, and some were still left. including you, atsumu, and suna.

the bottle spun once more, taking a while to stop until its momentum slowed down and stopped right in front of suna.

“hey! i got one for suna when he answers!” a player shouted. something bubbled in your gut. not from the alcohol, but from the bad feeling you had gotten from the voice. it felt like it had mal intentions. 

“okay. i’ll uh, go with truth this time,” suna adjusted his position on the floor before looking at the onlooker. 

“are your feelings for y/n real?” this time, the crowd was rowdier than ever before. those outside the game came to see the drama going on, and all eyes were on the two of you now.

you glanced at suna before hiding your gaze to the floor. to be honest, you never knew where his intentions with you were. he had a hunch about your infatuation with him, but none of you really ever acted on it, only going for occasional flirting and the one kiss you shared. nothing more. but this question had certainly caught your attention.

suna stared out a little before he glanced towards you. he looked back at the ground before he spoke his mind.

“no, they were never there.”

saying that the silence was so loud you could hear a pin drop was a wildly low understatement. the silence was so loud that you could hear your own heart break. atsumu had embarrassed you first until suna had completely obliterated you. you were so embarrassed, you wanted to die. be swallowed up by the earth. have a plane crash into the house. everything but face the repercussions of the truth suna spat out.

there you sat, frozen solid. you stared at him back onto his phone, scrolling through who the hell knows. what he didn’t know was the amount of sheer shame he brought you. all you could do was sit there for the longest time and hold back your tears and onto your broken heart.

beside you, hinata had broken the silence first. “h-hey, suna, don’t you think that was a little too much?” from his question, all suna could say was one simple word:

“so?”

and that broke you. you stood up and nonchalantly walked out the front door. you just wanted to get out of there, forget everything that happened tonight, cry yourself to sleep. you hated what suna did to you tonight, and you don’t think you’d have it in you to forgive him if he had the pride to apologize.

you were already out the door and a block away. behind you, you heard the heavy steps of running and heavy breathing. you came to a stop before turning and seeing the blond setter coming towards your way.

“atsumu? what are you doing here, go back to your party. i’m going home.”

out of breath, he took a moment to respond, hands on his knees trying to slow his breathing down. “can’t… go alone… walk with… you…” 

you put a hand on his shoulder for reassurance. “no, it’s okay tsumu, i’ll be okay.”

“no it’s too dark… rather walk you home myself…” atsumu slowly caught his breath. he stood up normally before looking down at your worried stare. 

“if you’re sure, then i’m okay with it.” you continued walking before he jogged up to you, standing on the side closest to the street.

“i forgot to apologize.”

you stared at the twin. his gaze was facing forward, face molded with his serious face. 

“for what, tsumu?” you questioned.

“i kind of brought up the whole suna thing. that was me being drunk. i’m sorry that it snowballed from there.” he looked down at you and smiled with a sheepish grin. you couldn’t help but to smile back, looking down at the ground before you while you two kept walking.

“it’s okay. really, i promise. no one really expected things to go this way. i’m just upset at suna i guess. he led me on this whole time.” you pouted. atsumu could see the disappointment in your face. oh how he wished he could be the one to turn your frown upside down.

he sighed before speaking up once again. “well, y/n. at least you know his true character. i’d say you dodged a nuke back there,” he joked with you.

you laughed back. “you’re right, but it’s hard to not forget about him, especially in my case where i was attached to him by the strongest glue imaginable.” 

atsumu had hummed to that statement and the conversation soon turned silent, the clacking of your heels and his steps the only sound around for you two to hear. not before long, you returned back to your campus dorm, where he stood at the entrance.

“well, guess we’re here huh? text me when you get inside. and text me if you need anything, okay?” atsumu had asked you, and you told him that there was nothing to be worried about before walking inside to your dorm.

but to his experience, one who says there’s nothing to be worried about is usually the one that you should be definitely worried about. 

for the next couple days, you stayed cooped up in your dorms. you hadn’t bothered to go to class or even open your computer. noticing your absence, atsumu decided to check in with you.

in your dorm, you laid underneath your blankets scrolling through social media before your phone buzzed and atsumu’s picture came up on your phone. you answered his call after a few seconds.

“hello?”

“y/n? how are you? i haven’t seen you since… you know.”

“i’m okay, really, don’t worry about me,” you let out a breathy laugh. you spoke in a tone that would hopefully convince him of your wellbeing.

but he wasn’t buying it.

“hm, okay. just checking in on you, bye!” he spoke before quickly hanging up on you. you thought nothing of it, tossing your phone to the side and taking a quick nap.

atsumu had hung up, but he decided that enough was enough and he had to go see you. he walked at a rushed pace all the way to your dorm and put in your door code. once inside, he took the elevator up to your floor, then walked out and straight to your door.

three knocks were heard. 

“who is it?”

you were met with silence. the knocks were heard again, at a quicker pace. 

you walked up and out of your bed and the knocks were even louder and much more frantic. you trudged to the door, and opened it to see none other than atsumu behind the wood.

“why are you knocking at my door?” you questioned him. you looked like a mess, but you didn’t care.

“i know you’re not okay,” atsumu breathed out. he noticed how pale you were, your eyebags grew more prominent, and your whole attire was unlike what you usually wore. you were more, put together, to describe it. yet here you were, looking like the total opposite of put together.

“i told you, i’m perfectly fine,” you grumbled. you walked back to your bed, letting atsumu in who shut the door behind him. your room was much worse— the whole room was dark, save from your screen on your phone. your trash can had been filled to the brim with tissues and junk food, clothes piled on the floor. you were normally such a neat freak too, but from looking at your state of your being and your room, he could obviously tell how much the situation at the party affected you.

he sat back on the edge of the bed, looking at you typing on your phone before going back to sleeping. he felt bad about everything, but more than anything he felt bad about suna saying that about you too. he wanted his friend to feel better.

“do you wanna go on a date?” atsumu spoke out loud. he had asked without hesitation and out of the blue, which definitely shocked the both of you.

you sat up from where you laid, looking at him in confusion. you were glad the room was dark though, because he would’ve seen how much your words had an affect on you. but maybe he could tell from the tone of your voice when you wondered about his question.

“i mean, as friends of course. but i wanna take you out, forget about that jerk. you deserve better, and you gotta get over him before you can find someone new.” atsumu had stopped looking at you from that point on, opting to stare down on your bed and playing with the fabric of your blanket that poked out. 

you thought about his words for a second. it would definitely be a great distraction, but you still had a crush on suna. it wouldn’t be so soon as to where you can find someone else. but, it would be fun to go on a date with atsumu for a day.

“okay.” he looked up from what he was doing, finding you gazing at him.

“really?”

“yes really,” you smiled. he gave you a gentle smile back.

“okay, is tomorrow too soon? at 6?”

“no, i’ll be good then.”

atsumu smiled widely, hopping out from where he sat. “alright, guess my mission here’s complete! guess i’m outta here.”

“w-wait is that all you came here for? to ask me on a date?” 

the blond turned around once again and smiled at you. “no, my plan was to make you feel better again. seeing you genuinely smile today means i did my part. but we still have that date, so hopefully i’ll make you happy again!” he walked out but not before waving you goodbye and shutting the door on his way out. that miya may be the death of you, but at least he made living fun.

the next day, you had wallowed in self pity all day up until an hour before your date. atsumu had planned to pick you up later in the day, but you still had no clue on what to wear even minutes before he said he’d come.

with great timing, he had texted you asking if you still wanted to go on that date.

[yes, i’m still down. but what am i supposed to wear? i’m not exactly aware of date attire or anything.]

he texted back, telling you to wear something warm and casual, so you opted for a warm top and comfortable bottoms, making sure you’d be warm at this hour of the evening. 

[i’m here.] he texted you half an hour later. you walked out of your dorm and went down to the first floor. you walked out of the building to see atsumu wearing slacks and a hoodie layered by his volleyball letterman. he had been leaning on the brick wall, before noticing you and walking up to you.

“hey! you look good, y/n.” you smiled up at him.

“this was just something i put on. it’s nothing fancy or anything,” you spoke. atsumu laughed at your humble attitude.

“you still look good anyways. oh, and here,” he pulled out a bouquet of pink flowers. it was absolutely beautiful and smelled amazing.

“atsumu! you didn’t have to.” you flustered over the sudden gift. he patted your head before saying that this was a date, you deserve some flowers on a date.

he walked you to his car, but not before opening your door to let you in and closing it behind you. he circled around the hood to get into the driver’s side.

you buckled in and settled the flowers on your lap. “so, where are we going tonight?”

he started the car, then started driving out of the campus. “i got two things in mind that you’ll hopefully love. but it’s a surprise, so you’ll know when we get there.”

you groaned and he laughed. the rest of the car ride was some banter between the two of you while his playlist of your shared music was on a low volume before you arrived at some unknown location.

“where are we?” you spoke as atsumu had opened your door again. as you stepped out, your nose was flooded with the scent of all kinds of food. it was hard to figure out what was what, but nonetheless it made your mouth water. 

“a food festival. hopefully you haven’t eaten yet, but food’s on me. get whatever you want.” he held out his hand for you to hold. you looked at him before looking back at his hand, hesitant on whether or not it was okay.

“i don’t have chickenpox, y/n. it’s okay,” he joked. you grumbled back at him before holding his hand and he squeezed it in comfort.

the both of you walked around the food festival with you looking at all the options you had in front of you and him suggesting on what to eat. the both of you first tried some savory foods, grabbing one meal from a food stand and eating it before moving onto the next. some foods were absolutely amazing, others were not as good. but you continued to eat your hearts away with some meals, and ended it off with some different desserts.

“dude, i’m so full.” atsumu had stretched and rubbed his stomach. you did the same and laughed out loud. 

“me too, but that was great. never thought i would see the day where i eat a peanut butter and jelly mac and cheese.” you sipped on the drink you had bought earlier, and headed back into atsumu’s car.

“alright, part one done. now, it’s the second part of the date,” he spoke. he drove out of the parking lot and towards the hills. 

“where’re we going now?” you questioned him, but you would’ve guessed that he would be keeping it from you as a surprise.

“i have a spot where we can see all of tokyo and the bay.” he spoke, eyes staring straight ahead. you looked out the passenger window, taking in all the lights you can already see.

compared to the ride to the food festival, this one was quiet but not overbearing or awkward. in fact, it felt peaceful. the music was still playing over the radio but was nice background noise that accompanied the sounds of the car.

eventually, the car came to a stop. you stared out the windshield to be met with a view of tokyo. the lights were bright, the bridge in front of you sparkled as you saw several cars come and go on it. behind it were all the lights of the buildings in the busy metropolitan area, and on the bottom of it all was the bay, reflecting all of its lights and moving with the wind. it was truly a sight to behold.

“wow,” you broke the silence. “it looks amazing here.” the both of you stepped out the car and sat on the hood, where you continued to take in the scenery. 

“nice, huh,” atsumu spoke to you.

“yeah,” you responded.

you both sat in silence. the air was cold, and your hands froze. you shoved your hands in your pockets while atsumu rubbed his and blew his breath on it.

he shuffled around a bit, leaning his weight onto his other leg before breaking the silence once again. “what did you ever see in suna, by the way?”

oh.

to be honest, you didn’t know. all you knew was that you had a crush on him. but thinking more on his words, was there really anything notable about him that made you infatuated? maybe you liked him because of his looks, or his “love” that he showed you, or even the banter between you. maybe because he was a volleyball player and a mutual friend? but even so, there was nothing about him personality-wise that really attracted you. maybe you were just attracted to what he gave you instead of him as a whole.

small tears started spilling out, hitting a sensitive spot that had healed temporarily only to be forced open once more. “i don’t know.” 

atsumu held onto your hand. his was warm compared to the frigid feeling of yours. you were such a bright and warm person but now your hand felt like ice. was this the effect of what that middle blocker had done to you?

“y/n.”

you looked at him, where he continued to look at the bay all while his grasp on your hand kept on. 

“be mine. i’ll treat you better. but i mean, you can say no too. i know it’s too soon, but i really admire you and you overall. and i want to be able to make you happy.” he squeezed your hand as his breath fogged out. this was surely a distraction from suna, but was it a good one? you were unsure.

just like how you felt about him attempting to court you.

“atsumu…” you looked down at your feet, unsure of what to say.

“it’s okay to say no, y/n. i just wanted to tell you. and if you do say no, i hope we can still be friends.” 

you looked out at the sights before you. would it really be better than what suna had gave you? atsumu on this date had been nothing but a gentleman. he was really caring towards you and even bought you flowers. suna hadn’t done that but he was also kind to you. so what would be different?

“atsumu i’m flattered, really, but i think i need time to figure it out. you’re really sweet but what would be different if i decided to be by your side?”

he squeezed your hand. “everything. we can take it slow, i’ll go the long way for you. i just want you to be mine.”

you were still hesitant. but as you wondered, you realized that maybe things could work out for you if you would open yourself up to the opportunity. so you spoke to him.

“okay. i’ll be yours. but you have to take me on another date. and prove it to me. prove that you’ll be better than him, then i’ll decide if i want to take your offer.”

atsumu smiled at your answer. he smiled and took your hand up to his mouth where he placed a gentle kiss on your palm. he grabbed your hand with both of his, and stared at your eyes.

“i promise i’ll take care of you. anything for the best."

[gaypirate420]

Back stabber // Ben Florian.

Ben Florian x male! reader.

This is a re-write for a fic I made a year ago called "traitor".

You looked at yourself in the mirror, this week have been a lot for you and it has made you think.

You were raised on the isle of the lost, son of the white queen but kidnapped as a baby by her sister, the queen of hearths, when you were 15 you got out of the isle to meet with your mother again who passed away a year after.

The VK's are on Auradon, but not the one's you thought, when Ben told you he would be bringing some of them you got excited because you had the hope that your old friends will came out of that limousine,

But no, you got of all of the isle kids, the ones that used to make fun of you, especially Mal, you decide to let it go, the past if the past and she (or the others) didn't recognize you when they saw you.

Now, your anniversary with Ben was coming, your relationship isn't public, but it's fine, he loves you and that's all that matters.

You got out of your dorm and walked to the lockers.

You saw Ben and Mal talking, you were late for class so you didn't pay attention on what they were talking.

When you got into class you opened your book to find a note.

Good luck at the tourney game today!, I hope I don't get too distracted by your pretty face ;).

Also, we'll have a picnic on the enchanted lake!.

Ily Ben <3.

You smiled and kept with your class.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You were warming up before the game, you saw Ben he was very giggly and nervous.

"Hey, beast boy, why are you so happy?" You said with a smile, Ben turned around and face you.

"I- I don't know, I'm just very excited" He said, you patted his shoulder, you saw Carlos murmuring something to Jay, the taller boy rolled his eyes and kept warming up.

"Loving the optimism, boys! Today we have to put all our energy on this game" The coach said looking at you and Ben.

The tourney game was going beyond good, the game ended in Auradon winning, you celebrated with Chad and looked for Ben on the crowd, Audrey gets closer to you.

"Congratulations!" She said, you hugged her tightly.

"Thanks 'dry, but where's Ben?" You asked, the princess shruged and Chad pointed.

Ben stood up and grabbed a microphone, you got filled with anxiety quickly, a week ago he told you he wanted to do your relationship public.

"There's something I'd like to say" He started, the crowd got silent and everyone looked at him.

"Give me an 'M'!" He said.

"M" Everyone responded.

You were confused, you only looked at Chad and Audrey.

"Give me an 'A'!"

"A!"

"Give me an 'L'!"

Wait.

"L!"

"What does that spell?!" He shouted.

No.

"MAL" You looked at the purple haired girl on the crowd, your hands began to shake.

"C'mon I can't hear you!"

"MAL" They all cheered to the VK girl.

"I love you, Mal, Did I mention that?" He said, you shaked you head in denial, Audrey touched your shoulder.

"Hey—" You didn't let her finish, you started to walk away from the scene.

Audrey followed you and the crowd noticed her, they all let out a pitiful "oww" as an answer to Ben's "girlfriend" being played like that.

You got into your dorm, you felt like you couldn't breath, a gasp left your lips and there were tears running on your cheeks, you took off your uniform and layed on your bed.

How could he do this?!.

Did he got tired of you?

Why—

"Hey, buddy" Chad opened the door of your dorm and peeked inside, Audrey opened the door and entered.

"Leave me alone" You whined, Audrey sat on the bed.

"I- I- Don't understand" You said, Chad sat infront of the bed.

"Nobody does, it's so weird—" Chad said.

"I think something happened to Ben" Audrey interrupted, you looked at Chad.

"I don't want to hear about him!" You shouted

"Now get out of my room, I want to be alone" You said and buried your face on the pillow, the two royals left.

"You know what, I saw Ben with the VK's earlier today, um, he was normal, ya know your hopelessly romantic Ben, I left and then he was acting odd" Said Chad, Audrey looked at him.

"What if something happened to him in the meantime?" The prince said, Audrey gasped.

"What if the VK's spelled him?" She said, Chad sighed.

"Stop trying to blame everything on the VK's—"

"No, wait, I know that I said some nasty thing about them, but hear me out this time" Audrey interrupted, the prince looked at her.

"This morning I was talking to Looney and she told me she saw the VK's last night on the kitchen, they were making cookies and she said she cried a little, and when she did, she swears, Mal grabbed her tear and put it into the mix!" She said.

"Plus what you just told me!" Audrey said.

You sighed heavy and looked at your watch, it was midnight, you didn't wanted to see Ben, so you started to pack your bags to go to an "emergency meeting" on Wonderland.

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A/N: Ayooooo, a descendants fic in 2022?!??? Anyways here is the re-write, I'll re-write part 2 too and if I have time I will end the series like I originally planned to.

[favonius-captain]

𖤐 * ∿  STREAMER AU 

𖥻  CHARACTERS

childe, xiao & gn! reader

𖥻  GENRE

fluff. tooth rotting fluff

𖥻  SUMMARY

modern day streamer au with genshin boys

𖥻  LINKS

masterlist

𖥻  NOTES

please like and rb ! it really helps <3

𖥻  FUTURE TIEN NOTES

every day i curse one of my only non kaeya fics for blowing up. i cannot believe this is my top fic by miles

𖥻  CHILDE

his stream name is tartaglia - he used to be unnamed and just kept changing it, but once, his little brother charged on stream and just yelled TARTAGLIA, so it became his name

i feel like he streams very casually, and just plays whatever’s popular

and you’re another popular streamer, who also game surfs

you both pick up genshin when it gets big, but you never do really talk to each other. you tend to stream earlier than he does

you two are in very similar friend groups, but you two have never played together really

in fact, the fact that you’ve never really talked to each other was really weird

to childe, you were like the mysterious boogieman because you just were never on when he was

someone in chat asks if he knows you at one point, and of course he knows of you, but he doesn’t know know you

do you know [streamer name]? a message in his chat asks, once he started his stream.

childe shakes his head. “no, but i hear of them. i’m pretty sure they’re zhongli’s friend.”

they beat your record for the lvl 12 abyss clear.

that makes childe perk up. “they what?”

needless to say, that caught his attention

he made it his goal to beat you

and of course, since you two have similar content and don’t post at the same time, you have a very similar fanbase

so his chat, the little snitches they are, tell you

tartaglia is mad that you beat his record, you read off your chat. it makes you smirk.

you snort. “trust me, he won’t beat my record. no matter how much he whales.”

and then the war begins

you two still never talk, it’s more of like his chat going to your stream to tell you about the things he says and vise versa

but you have started to form a competitive relationship, despite never having talked

like when there’s a new banner, you count how many wishes it takes you to get the featured character

and then you brag about it if you got the featured in less wishes than childe

“okay, chat, we’re at 46 pity. how many wishes did it take for tartaglia to get raiden?”

he lost the 50/50, someone in chat says. but he got her at 56 pity next time.

you snort. “imagine losing a 50/50. i bet i can get raiden in less wishes than him.”

unfortunately, you also end up losing the 50/50. and on top of that, you had to wait until soft pity (75 wishes) to get raiden.

you pretend to play it off, but then you see a twitter notification from tartaglia.

“how does it feel to lose to me (streamer name)?” the tweet says.

you huff, replying to his tweet. you just got lucky.

oh really? guess we should test that thoery. collab?

and of course, you aren’t going to say no

and then the journey begins

you have a collab stream that blows up in an instant

and it’s chaotic. not as unexpected

you know those exploding barrels things

or the terror of inazuma with overload/electrocharge

yeah. that’s you guys

“ugh, it’s my detested rival,” you see, as childe joins the voice call.

“isn’t that a little harsh for someone who lost the 50/50?”

“you lost it too.”

“yeah but i didn’t have to wait for soft pity.”

you guys do those domain run challenges to see who can get the best artifacts

and you two start to stream more and more often together

you become pretty close in your times, but you still maintain the playful competitiveness

once, there’s a big streamer event for genshin, and you two spend the entire time making fun of each other

but despite this, you do meet up in person and get a lot closer

you do one of those big streams meetups where you sit next to each other and like try out different types of candy with each other

and it’s very cute and wholesome and yeah <3

after you start dating

you don’t tell people right away, but it’s kinda obvious

like he doesn’t really make an effort to hide it, especially when you move in

he always posts pictures of you two together, and people just assume it’s platonic

and he doesn’t hide the matching jewerly you two obviously have

it’s not until this one time when you accidentally forget to turn off your stream when you kiss him on the lips, and the entire chat goes fucking wild

after chat finds out, childe doesn’t hold back

he’ll randomly burst into your streams, either asking for attention, or just to sit with you

he always passes you food or gets you water when youre streaming because he knows you forget to eat sometimes when you get really into a game <3

all in all, perfect streamer bf <3

𖥻  XIAO

you’re not a streamer, but instead, his mysterious roommate

you originally saw him around your college campus, and there was this one time that he helped you when you were trying to time crunch a project

and he saw you stressed out in the library, and just silently started to help you cut out the pieces that you needed

and since your college only allowed for one year of dorms, you were trying to find someone to share an apartment with

all your friends laready had roommates; so you asked xiao

he stares at you, for a moment, and you think he’s going to say no. but later, he requests to follow you on instagram, and he messages you that he does need a roommate

and it’s only then do you find out that xiao is a big streamer, named the last yakasha.

at first, he doesn’t really try to make friends with you; you’re just his roommate. he doesn’t come out of his room much, and you’re always out anyways

but there’s this one time that you come home late - like 2am - and you see xiao sitting and eating a bowl of cereal with his earbuds in

at first, you think that he wants to be left alone, but it’s only then do you notice the other filled bowl of cereal next to him

it’s a silent invitation

he knows you haven’t eaten, and it’s late

he was waiting for you to come home. but he will never admit it

since then, you’ve tried to put in more effort in your friendship. mostly because you know he’s too anxious to initiate any friendship

you two go on grocery runs a lot

you also make an effort to have dinner with him every night

and there’s this one time that you walked into his room, asking what he wanted to order for dinner, while he was streaming

he goes completely silent and still, eyeing his camera, knowing full well that you just exposed yourself to thousands of people

his chat is going crazy

you quickly realize your mistake and leave

but the deed has already been done. and xiao only turns more and more red as his chat goes off

when they ask more about you, he just mutters incomprehensible things

when you start dating

sometimes when he does no cam screens, you’ll rest on his shoulder, and just sleep there

he gets really red, and if chat notices how his breath stutters, they dont mention it

sometimes they can hear you clamoring through the mic, and some really hushed laughs and whispers, with the sound of a small kiss

he does shyly ask you to introduce yourself at one point, and you do play this new game genshin together

he likes it because it means he doesn’t have to compete with you <3

his entire chat notices how he smiles more when you arent looking and that he always looks at you with this soft look in his eyes

he’s the kind of guy to set up your pity without you noticing so that you can get a 5* on your first 10 pull

perfect streamer bf (1)

[siempre-bucky]

Can you please do the, “go to a bar and have new identities” prompt for hangman!? Much love darling ❤️

Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Wife!Reader

summary: Jake told you he wanted to start the honeymoon off with a bang. You certainly weren't expecting a man coming up to you in a bar on the outskirts of Austin wearing a suede cowboy hat to show up.

warnings: alludes to smut

wc: 820

a/n: oh my love i'm obsessed! thank you so so much for requesting and I hope you like it. I had too much fun writing this!

You looked down at your delicate gold watch, the shining hands ticked on as you sat at the dark colored bar. Jake didn’t tell you much about this evening, his neat handwriting on the hotel's stationery simply telling you to wear that white sundress you packed and the address to the bar on the outskirts of Austin. Song after song played on the old jukebox, and with each passing song, the old stout bartender asked you if you wanted another bottle. 

Politely declining, you turned around and looked for your new husband. The bar looked bust for being so far away from the city and Jake’s family ranch, it was mostly an older crowd with a few younger patrons stopping by before continuing on their journeys. It was cute, you wondered if Jake and his friends spent some time here. He must’ve been fond of it, one of those pictures that lined the wood walls had to be of him. With a heavy sigh, you returned your attention to the bar and lifted the amber bottle of beer to your lips. 

“Excuse me, miss,” you instantly recognized the smooth voice coming from behind you. You smirked as you heard his accent, it always became thicker when he visited home. 

You turned and let your eyes flicker upward. Fuck, you thought as your legs clamped closed. Jake Seresin in all his Texan glory stood in front of you, his tall frame towering and creating a shadow over you. He wore a pale red plaid button-up, rolled up to his elbows, and dark blue jeans that made his thighs look rideable. Heat rose to your face as you saw the tan suede cowboy hat, covering his short blond hair. “Ja-” 

He cut you off with a wink, “What’s a pretty lady like yourself doin’ in a rundown bar like this?” he asked, cocking his head to the side and flipping the toothpick hanging between his lips. Jake wanted you to play along. You remembered him mentioning starting off the honeymoon with a bang—guess this was it. 

You smirked and shifted in your seat, pointing your beer bottle at the empty seat beside you. Jake took it, smoothly letting his legs spread to make way for that obnoxious glimmering belt buckle with his initials.  Your eyes flickered to his lap, then back up to the meadow green eyes you fell in love with. “Fella did me wrong,” you sighed deeply before taking another sip, “was supposed to be on my honeymoon but he never showed.” 

Jake took his toothpick out and placed it on the bar, discarding it before leaning casually in order to get close to you. “Real shame, darlin’, he doesn’t know what he’s missin’,” Jake hummed, hailing over the bartender.  God he was charming, he flashed those pearly white teeth and you were a goner. 

“You got a lady at home, cowboy?” you asked. 

He shook his head, feigning sadness as he dipped his head low. “Married to the Navy I’m afraid.” 

You slid a little closer, resting your chin in the palm of your hand, “Real shame,” you mimicked his words from earlier, shaking your head in disapproval, “If we weren’t in committed relationships I’d let you take me home.” You raised a single brow, your eyes staring into his. You watched as the pupils in his eyes grew wider with lust. 

There was a small pause as you stared each other down. Then he broke out into a cocky smile, sitting up straight, his strong hands running down his clothed thighs. 

“Shouldn't you be with your husband?” he asked, his tone low and husky. 

You leaned in a little closer, his cologne and booze mixing perfectly with the proximity. “Shouldn’t you be on a boat somewhere, cowboy?” you quipped.

Jake lifted his hand and curled his finger, placing it under your chin and lifting your face to his level. “My trucks right outside,” he offered. You grinned and he hurried off the stool, holding his hand out for you, the beautiful gold band on his ring finger shining in the golden light of the bar. You took it gladly, letting his fingers curl around your palm before leading you outside. 

— 

“You had this all planned out,” you panted as you fell on his bare chest, one of your shaky hands wrapping around his warm neck. The pilot nodded and wrapped his arms around you, looking happily at the different-sized handprints on the foggy windows. You placed your head on his chest, hearing his rapid heart beat begin to calm, his breaths becoming deeper. 

“Told you I wanted to start our honeymoon off with a bang,” he chuckled as he shifted, the handle of the back driver door digging into his spine. You let out a breathless chuckle and ran your hand up from his neck and let your fingers get tangled in his blond hair; his beloved hat sat nicely and safely in the front seat. 

“We gotta do that again, Seresin,” you hummed, placing kisses along his collarbone. 

He chuckled and let his nails trail up your exposed back. “We will, sweetheart,” he promised, “but now I’d like to go back inside and dance with my wife.”  

join my top gun blurb night!

[cas-skz]

hiiii cas can i request a soft!dom yeosang (ateez) 🥹 im a sucker for friends to lovers if you wanted something a bit more specific

It’s you.

Yeosang x Fem!reader

| REQUEST | non idol au | friends to lovers |

18+!! MDNI plz&thnx!!

warnings: soft!dom Yeo, shyish reader, nipple play, oral, unprotected sex, creampie

[ REQUESTS - OPEN ]

writers note: bapbapbap I wanted to write Yeosang & I’m glad I got this request! I may have hyped this up to much, idk bro but here ya gooo. I hope you enjoy!! :] much love

cas xx

The energy between you and your best friend had changed in the past week. What was once bubbly and fun, now seemed tense and awkward.

It started a week earlier at a friends party, you and Yeosang were chosen for seven minutes in heaven.

Most of the game was spent chatting and laughing as you waited for time to pass.

“What if we kiss?” You had drunkenly blurted out.

It was less than a minute of kissing, but it left you craving more.

Your roommates had taken over the living room, having their own little girls night. So when Yeosang arrived, you headed to your room for your weekly movie.

“You didn’t want to join them?” He asked, sitting towards the end of your bed.

You noticed he avoided your gaze, which honestly made you a little sad.

“Not really, plus we spend every Friday together.”

You wiggled your way up in the bed, sitting against your headboard and leaving a spot for him up from where he was sat.

He finally looked at you, his eyes filled with emotion.

You felt your heart drop, concern taking over as you forced your feelings towards him to the back of your mind.

“What’s up? Talk to me Yeo.” You moved down next to him, looping your arm with his.

You didn’t expect the usual closeness to feel so different. Like his energy was radiating around you and making it hard to breathe.

“Yeo..”

“You know that girl I’ve been seeing? The one I told you about.” He finally started

You pulled your arm out of his, moving away the smallest bit.

He looked at your arm, then at you for a brief second before back to his hands, “I saw her again today.” He trailed off in thought.

You chewed on your lip, “okay, and? Last time I checked you were crushing hard.”

“Yea, I was.” Yeosang said quietly, his eyes flashed to you again.

You looked into his eyes, your heart racing so fast that it took you a moment to get your words out.

“What happened?” You ask.

Yeosang quickly pushed off the bed, running a hand through his hair as he turned to you, his back against your closet door.

“You happened.”

You looked over at him confused, “what do you mean, I happened?”

He huffed a laugh, “Maybe we should kiss. Haven’t you been curious what it’s like to kiss your best friend?” He was mocking you, the words you used to when drunk.

“So, what? You’re mad at me for making you drunkenly kiss me?” You scoffed, pushing yourself off the bed.

Yeosang stayed silent, watching as you paced in front of him.

You didn’t give him a chance to speak.

“You know, whenever we drink together, it’s you who’s flirting with me and shit. The one time, the one fucking time I actually take my shot.” You turned your back to him, running a hand through your hair. “I’m so fucking stupid.”

“Y/A …” Yeosang touched your shoulder gently, but you jerked away.

“What?” You turned around, looking up at him with watery eyes. “Am I missing something? Maybe like when you said no girl was prettier then me, or the time you said we’d be a couple that could last forever.”

Your emotions were heightened, you didn’t expect half the things you were saying to pour out like they did.

You turned to look at him again, his own eyes filling with tears. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said it like that.” He paused for a moment, taking a step closer to you.

“It’s just ever since we kissed, my head has been spinning, and I’ve been trying to figure out why. Seeing her today, made me realize something.”

You watched as he moved even closer, your chest feeling tight.

“Oh?” You say softly

He took your hand in his, pulling you into him. “It’s because of you,” he whispered, a single tear down his cheek. “It’s because I’m in love with you.”

It felt like your heart had exploded. You never expected him to return the feelings you couldn’t find the words to express.

He cupped your face, turning your attention back to him.

“I can’t lose you.” You whispered, feeling your own tears start to fall.

You started to turn away, but he pulled you back to him, his lips finding yours.

Yeosang kissed you deeply and for some reason, it felt like a breath of fresh air.

You kissed back, letting your arms wrap around his neck.

“I’m not going anywhere” He whispered against your lips.

Your fingers play with the hair on the back of his head, “You better not.” You say eyeing him up.

Yeosang’s hand gently griped your jaw, his lips crashing into yours.

You returned the kiss, pulling him back until you were against the wall. Your hand slipped under his sweater, fingers gripping at his abs.

“Take it off.” Yeosang breathed, backing up a bit as you ran your hands up his chest to pull his sweater off.

You leaned your upper body back, smirking at him as your eyes ran up and down his body. You wanted him so bad, for so long. It made you tingle.

Yeosang kissed you again before taking another small step back, smirking as his eyes motioned to his pants. “Now these.”

Dropping to your knees, you ran your hand over his crotch, feeling his stiffened cock pressed tight against the pants.

Your fingers worked to undo his belt, “Look at me.” He ordered.

You obeyed, looking into his eyes as you unbutton his pants. Slide the zipper down. You hummed happily, pulling his pants the rest of the way off.

His body moved from in front of you, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Take your clothes off for me.” His tone had softened, making you feel shy.

While Yeosang had the confidence of a Greek god; you on the other hand, lacked that quality.

You started with your leggings, slowly taking them off one leg at a time. The oversized sweater you had on hid most of your body, your breath got a little shaky.

“Hey.”

Your eyes moved to him, taking his extended hand and walking into his embrace.

He cupped your cheek, pulling you close and kissing you softly a few times. “You’re the prettiest girl. Prettier than all the others.”

Yeosang pulled you onto his lap, scooting back a bit so you were comfortable. His hands rested on your hips, “More importantly -” he kissed your jaw, lips sucking at your sweet skin.

You moaned softly, tilting your head to one side to give him more room. He worked slowly towards you ear, “You’re my beautiful girlfriend.”

He pulled back quickly, “Wait, will you be my girlfriend?”

You smiled widely, “Of course.” You pressed a toothy kiss upon his lips, giggling against them as he fell back with his arms around you.

Yeosang flipped you onto your back, rubbing the nip of his nose against yours.

You bit your lip, “Take it off me.”

His hands ran slowly up your sides, sitting you up to lift your sweater off. He ran a hand through your hair before pulling you into another kiss.

You rolled your hips against his, moaning against his lip as his hands explored your body, leaving goosebumps in their path.

“Can I take this off?” He asked, his fingers trailing along the elastic of your sports bra.

You nodded and he quickly threw it off.

His hands were on your breasts immediately, thumbs grazing over your sensitive nips. You moaned his name as he dipped one into his mouth, his tongue running in circles.

Yeosang laid you back down, his mouth switching back and forth between your nipples before slowly trailing down your body.

You watched as he kissed your hips, your inner thigh. It was driving you crazy, dampening your panties more and more as he approached.

Using both hands, he slipped your undies slowly down your legs, kicking off his own boxers after.

Yeosang looked down at you, smiling at you as he crawled back on the bed. He made his way to your head, “Come here.” He said quietly, lifting you a bit towards his large member.

You propped yourself up on your elbows, taking his cock in your mouth. He thrusted into your mouth, drool leaking from the sides. His hand slid between your legs, pushing them apart.

“Your lips look so pretty around my cock.” He hummed, his fingers finding the sweet spot on your clit.

“Yeo..” you moaned, your head falling back for a breather. “Please Yeo, I need you.”

“Please fuck me”

The tip of his cock ran through your folds, your slick easily becoming a lube as Yeosang thrusted into you, sending a shiver up your spine.

He listed your legs around his hips, his deep strokes already daring to make you cum.

He ran one of his hands along your leg, “You’re such a good girl.”

You looked up at him, your hands kneading your breast. “Am I your good girl?” You smirked, one of your hands moving to rub your clit.

Yeosang leaned down, roughly kissing you as his hips started to move faster. “My good girl”he hissed,

Your back arched as your peak started to hit, your moans turning into sharp breaths.

Your walls started to tighten, little shakes starting to hit throughout your body.

He lifted you up to him, holding you in his arms. “I’m gonna cum baby girl.” He moaned in your ear.

Your body was on fire with pleasure, his cock so deep inside you it made you whimper. “Cum in me. Cum in me Yeo.”

He brought his lips to yours, lazily kissing as your peaks hit simultaneously.

Your fingers dug into his skin as your body vibrates against his, the feeling of your release dripping down.

Yeosang brushed some hair from your face, breathing heavily against your lips. “You’re so amazing.”

“So are you.” You smiled, sliding yourself off his lap and grabbing his face to pull it to you.

You kissed him a few times, sliding your hands to the back of his neck. “You’re staying the night, yeah?”

He nodded, kissing your forehead, “I’ll go get us a towel, that way we can stay in here for as long as we want.”

“As long as we want?” You asked giggling, flashing flirty eyes at him.

“Then hurry, cause I want you more..” You ran your hand across his chest, kissing up his jawline, “and more…” you got to his ear, “and more.”

[blue-jisungs]

not… yet?

submitted. “hey i’ve just stumbled across your blog and i found this hoshi request you answered. it was really good so i was wondering if you could make a part 2? like how cheol reacts to finding out they’re dating and the rest of svt in general! anything continuing the story would be great 😭😭”

a/n. help i forgot i had submissions on i have no idea how it works 💀 also there was SO MUCH asks about continuation of this… so yeah here you go all :D

you were walking around the kitchen, checking if everything is alright and everyone will be pleased. hosting a party for 13 guys with big appetite was surely a tough task.

suddenly you heard a doorbell and your feet lead you to them. it was strange for them to arrive this early but you assumed it’s hoshi that wanted to spend some time alone with you before his friends arrive.

but it was seungcheol.

“o-oh. hi cheollie!” you grinned and hugged him.

“hi y/n! i figured i’d help a bit so i came earlier. and i wanted to talk to you” seungcheol said calmly and let you go, stepping into the apartment.

now, normally you’d freak out. but you overheard what mingyu was talking about - cheol wants to warn you about possibly dating hoshi. well.

“oh? about what?” you asked, remembering to act clueless. because technically you weren’t in hoshi’s bedroom when mingyu told him that.

“soonyoung”

you nodded, grabbing the tea you made for yourself a bit earlier.

“mhm, mhm. go on?” you hummed, distracting yourself with the mug and tracing shapes on it.

“i think he has a crush on you. and i think you noticed, too. especially after the last filming of gose. but… y/n with all respect. i know you can make a decision on your own but… don’t” seungcheol said softly.

“why?”

“you’re considering it and i don’t like it” your friend joked and you took a sip of the tea “it’s just… i’m a bit worried. because what if it doesn’t work out? and it will be awkward between all of us? besides he’s an idol. i’m your bestie and we have problems to meet due to my busy schedule, then what about a boyfriend?”

your gaze softened, putting away your cup. seungcheol sighed, tightening his lips.

“but i’m not the one to tell you what to do. if you somehow end up with him… please do tell me first” he send you a serious gaze and felt your palms sweating.

“yeah yeah. absolutely” you nodded, looking at him trying to keep your cool face. he just grinned and put his sleeves up.

“let’s change the subject, though. but is there something i can help with?” seungcheol asked, looking around

“actually, yeah! i have some sprite and coca cola in the fridge but do you think it’s enough? also–”

it didn’t take long enough until the rest of them arrived, except… hoshi.

“he will be late!” jeonghan said, noticing your confused face “he said he wanted to buy some snacks or whatever. besides that i’m pretty much sure that he forgot we were supposed to meet at 7, not 6”

time passed as you started playing uno, getting lost in the game. your laughs mixed with the soft music minghao sneaked to play in the background when suddenly your front door opened widely.

“hi baby–!”

it felt like you were in a movie. everyone froze, including soonyoung in the doorway. you felt seungcheol’s burning gaze on you. slowly facing hoshi, you cleared your throat to say something when seungkwan spoke up.

“how did he even get in, you closed the door–”

hoshi quickly began to hide the keys from your place into his pocket but they slipped out of his hands and fell onto the ground with a loud clank.

“what’s going on?” vernon laughed and you felt blood rushing to your cheeks.

“oh my god” seungcheol whined and pinched the bridge of his nose. you looked at soonyoung, blinking slowly.

“uh, yeah. i better get going. it was fun!” he announced and left your house, as suddenly as he entered it.

“what?” jihoon scoffed. everyone was looking at seungcheol and you quickly got up, running after your boyfriend.

“OOOOH” jeonghan suddenly gasped, eyes widening “that’s why when we were filming gose you went with him–”

“what?” dokyeom frowned.

“you were too drunk to remember. besides, you were busy trying to take a midnight swim” seungcheol sighed and looked at you… well, your empty spot “yah, y/n y/s!”

you slammed the door just when he called you and noticed hoshi squatting next to your door.

“what do we do now?” you asked, looking at him.

“i don’t know… i’m sorry” soonyoung pouted and you squatted down next to him, grabbing his hand.

“hey, there’s nothing to be sorry about. we would have to tell them eventually. besides, they are our friends. cheol will be a little bit fussy at first but it will be okay, right?” you hummed and hoshi frowned, facing you.

“why would he be fussy?” he asked, confused.

“well he came in earlier today and told me that if i end up dating you i should tell him asap. and well, we have been dating for a while now…” you sighed and gave his hand a squeeze “c’mon… horangi power…?”

you rose your other hand and put it into the horanghae sign. hoshi’s eyes lit up and you swore he just gained a sudden rush of energy.

soonyoung bursted back into the room, raising your intertwined hands.

“we’re dating!” he yelled and you looked at him frightened. and he looked at you cluelessly, goofy grin on his face quickly washing away “not… yet?”

you scoffed, shaking your head and looking at your friends. well, 11 men with their mouth open in shock and one camel with squinted eyes, murder clearly on his mind.

“surprise!” you said, your voice breaking. it caused them to crack up a bit, loosening the atmosphere.

“were you even planning on telling us?” mingyu giggled.

“of course!” your boyfriend shrugged, wide smile appearing on his face. not for too long because seungcheol stood up and slowly walked up to you.

“i need to talk to you” he said, threateningly pointing his finger at hoshi. with no effort whatsoever he unattached your hands and dragged soonyoung to another room. your boyfriend let out a dramatic yelp and you send thumbs up.

“hopefully he’ll live” wonwoo grinned and patted the empty spot next to him, signalling you to join them

“tell us about him! is he as horrible as a boyfriend as he is as a–” seungkwan joked but…

“yah, i can still hear you!” hoshi yelled from somewhere in the house.

when almost an hour passed, the boys noticed you started getting more and more anxious.

“maybe i should go check on them?” just when you asked yourself out loud, soonyoung left the room almost flying towards you.

his arms wrapped around you, eyes glistening with happiness.

“i’ll never hurt you, every never but please do punch me if i accidentally say something that makes you sad” he murmured and you looked at cheol, who just grinned smugly.

“you’ll thank me later. also, i’m the brides man at your wedding” your friend grinned and simply by those words he caused a big discussion.

“WHAT–?!” dokyeom gasped, deeply (and dramatically) offended.

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[canarydraws]

Darkness Falls

Recently Lucéena got a bit of a rejuvenation in the form of dying. Yea I know how that sounds, let me explain. Looong story under the cut

After some adventures, the party had been given a week’s worth of free time to do a bit of shopping and get some much needed rest. So we all split up. We all had errands we wanted to run, including Lucéena. At first she’d gone shopping you know, nothing exciting. But then she decided to go back to the Shadowfell portal we’d discovered earlier in the campaign, and after a bit more deliberation, she decided to jump through alone. Not the smartest move on her end lmao.

Quick little recap, the last time the party had been in the Shadowfell was when we’d been hired to steal two magical simulacrum (that weirdly looked like our warlock of the party) from the Queen of Shadows, accidentally drove her insane in the process, and left with guards on our tails. We’d also learned the realm was suffering from a curse that was turning it’s inhabitants into stone and Lucéena had also met her biological dad in the castle. While her feelings on him are… mixed at best she was still concerned enough about his well being that she wanted to check in on him. Time doesn’t run at the same rate between realms. Every hour in the Shadowfell is roughly 4 in the material plane and the party kind of had their hands full with other things. We haven’t had the chance to return since we made that huge mess and time in the Shadowfell was juuuust starting to reach a point where Lucéena was concerned with what was happening. She though this bit of down time would be the perfect opportunity to go in, send a messenger to him and leave without going to the most dangerous parts of the Shadowfell or endangering/inconveniencing her friends.

Unfortunately… she hadn’t predicted the Shadowfell queen to be waiting on the other end with warriors by her side. After a brief exchange of words combat started and it became painfully obvious Lucéena was outnumbered and outclassed. She was chased up the tower this side of the portal was housed within and after fucking up her attempt to hide, the queen found her and used command to make her fall out of the highest window, straight to her death.

Cutting back to the material plane, the others had realized Lucéena was missing and after sending spells not going through and asking for guidance from a powerful wizard friend, they eventual did figure out where she’d gone.

Once through the portal they saw signs of a struggle but no one was around. They eventually climbed all the way up the tower and then looked out the same window Lucéena had fallen out of and saw her laying there, dead. They quickly ran to her, but by now it was long past due for a typical revivification to work. And then just as they were beginning to discuss next steps, the queen showed up and she started puppetting her body into fighting them D:

While this was happening the dm and I had an aside and to help the part out we’d agreed that I’d come back as my last campaign’s character: my stupid beloved cleric/ranger, Zachriel. I’m not sure how helpful it was, but it was fun interacting with everyone as the dumb guy they got to play with before! After the queen was defeated I even had the weird opportunity to try and resurrect my own character with raise dead! Only it didn’t work.

There was a presence blocking the magic. One that was celestial in nature. That was all Zachriel was able to tell about it and Eclipse, our main cleric, was all out of spells. At this point, our warlock Fenix pulled himself aside, and reached out to his patron. He ask them to heal her, to “put her back” and he would pay any price. His patron heard him. Upon that request, Fenix cast true resurrection on Lucéena and disappeared in a flash of white-hot light…

…and Lucéena opens her eyes. Both of them. As part of true resurrection, the target of the spell receives outstanding rejuvenation. Any missing limbs/organs are restored and any disease present at the time of their death is cured. So upon the spell being cast Lucéena’s scarring was healed and her damaged eye was replaced with an orange-pupiled one, just like Fenix’s.

Fenix’s spell not only brought back Lucéena. All of the people that had been turned to stone were bright back as well! We could hear people down the halls, confused, wanting to know what was going on. And for the first ever time in the Shadowfell we could hear a full city of people outside.

[themultifandomgal]

Sweet Pea- My Man

I walk into the Whyte Wyrm tired after a long day at school, tightening my boyfriend Serpent jacket around me. I stole it earlier in the day when I hadn't really dressed for winter weather. On entrance I see Toni and Fangs chatting to a girl I had never seen before, Pea over by the bar. I instantly make my way towards Pea, noticing how many of the younger Serpents are watching me. When I reach the bar anyone stood around moves out of the way for me

"Who's she? why are they acting like she's goddamn royalty?" I hear the new girl ask with distaste in her voice. I chuckle to myself as I stand next to my giant of a boyfriend

"That's YNN (your nickname) Jones"

"Who?" the new girl replies to Toni

"Don't you love it when there are new initiates?" Pea says handing me a drink

"It's my absolute favourite thing in the world" I say with sarcasm laced in my voice I turn around to look at the girl giving her a glare

"So you gonna tell me why you came in here acting all high and mighty?"

"Oh no" Fangs' eyes widen "I'd shut up if I were you"

"I'm going to pretend that I didn't hear that ok. I'm gonna go to the bathroom and I would appreciate it if your attitude changed ok?" I give the girl a sickly sweet smile, turn around and head to the toilets.

When I return everyone is over at the pool table. The new girl playing on the fact she can't play pool, she keep touching Pea on the arm, which he shrugs off many times, but she just won't quit. I walk over to my friends and get in between Pea and the girl hearing her scoff at me. I roll my eyes at her then look at Pea

"Hey handsome"

"Hey baby" Pea smiles at me then leans down for a kiss. The girl taps my shoulder

"Excuse me your in the way" I look at Fangs and Toni shocked

"Does this bitch not know who I am yet?" Toni shakes her head

"Who the hell do you think your calling a bitch"

"I'm sorry I didn't get your name?"

"Mia"

"Ok well Mia. You see, my dad is kinda the Serpent King, my brother and I are kinda going to take over one day. So I suggest you shut the fuck up and stop flirting my my man ok?” Mia scoffs at me

“You? he’s dating you? no way are you FPs kid. Your mom probably slept with someone else and panicked” Mia laughs “I mean look at you. Your not intimidating in the slightest”

“Oh no” Fangs says

“Leave” I say calmly

“No. Why should I?”

“I said leave”

“Make me” Mia gets in my face. I back up a little and take my.. Sweet Peas, jacket off

“Ok, but you asked for it” I give Sweet Pea his jacket then grab Mia by her hair literally dragging her out of the bar.

When outside I throw her to the floor

“What the hell?” she screams at me

“You should know the laws. Laws 5 and 6, a Serpent never betrays his own and in unity, there is strength. You wanted to be a Serpent? you should have respect me as soon as I walked over. As soon as I told you Pea was taken you should have respected us both. That would have gone for anyone with a jacket. You are no Serpent now go before I do more than pull a little hair and throw you to the floor” I turn back around and walk to the door. On entering I walk over to the bar for another drink when a tall presence walks up next to me. Pea leans over and whispers in my ear

“Your sexy as hell when jealous and pissed. Turns me on” I smirk while taking my drink from Hog Eye. I face my boyfriend and lean up to kiss his lips

“You wanna go back to your trailer and show me how turned on you are?”

“Definitely” I down my drink and Pea takes my hand in his his “see you tomorrow” he calls out to Fangs and Toni

“Have fun” Fangs laughs

“And remember, don’t be silly wrap your…”

“We got it T” I yell laughing while running out to Pea’s bike.

[hischierdevils]

Hi can you please do 72 “You’re so fucking cute.” And 56 “Just marry me already.” with Quinny please? Maybe reader is drunk and he takes care of her?

Oh do I love me some Quinn <33 Thanks for requesting!

You started getting ready much earlier than you needed to for your girls night out. You couldn't help but be excited to see your girls and spend the night dancing.

Being halfway through the Canucks season, most of your nights were spent watching your boyfriend play hockey. When you had a very rare saturday night free, your best friend immediately deemed it girls night.

Quinn kept quietly walking in and out of the bedroom, lingering in the doorway long enough to see the cute faces you made as you focused on doing your makeup. He was happy you were doing something for yourself, even if it meant not spending one of his rare nights off with you. He knew you'd come home to him at the end of the night.

Once your hair and makeup were done and you settled on your outfit for the night, you went out to the living room in search of your boyfriend. He was on the couch playing a video game but paused it when he saw you, a cute little smirk forming on his face as you did a twirl for him.

"You're so fucking cute." He says as he pulls you into his lap kissing you over and over until you giggle. You sit comfortably in his lap as he plays his game until you get a text from your best friend.

"The girls are here." You tell him as you stand up.

"Okay, have fun, babe." He walks you to the door and gives you a lingering kiss. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"Call me if you need a ride home." He adds as you open the door and wave to your friends.

"y/f/n, is DD but i'll call you if we need you." You kiss him on the cheek before running out to your friends car.

You text him periodically throughout the night, telling him how good the dj is, how much fun you're having, and how much you miss him. As the night goes on, the less sense your texts make. He's happy that even after everything he puts you through with his job, he's still the one you want.

He dozes off on the couch waiting for you so he misses the text you sent (on my way home to huggy) at two am. He wakes up when he hears your friend's car pull into the driveway.

When he opens the door he's greeted by your drunk smile and your friend holding tightly to your arm to keep you upright.

"Quinny!" Your face lights up when you see him and you turn to look at your friend. "Isn't he so hot? I can't believe he's mine."

Your friend looks at Quinn. "I hope you know that everyone in the bar is extremely aware of how hot you are. She did not shut up about you."

Quinn laughs and wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you into him. You nuzzle into his chest holding on to him like a life preserver. "Thanks for bringing her home."

"Of course. Have a good night you two." Your friend winks at Quinn before walking back to her car. Quinn waves goodbye to her but you're so happy to be back with your boyfriend that you don't even realize she's gone.

"Let's get you to bed, baby." Quinn murmurs in your ear so you'll walk with him inside.

"Ooo what are we going to do in bed?" You're trying to be seductive but your eyes are barely open and Quinn is fully holding you up.

He chuckles and kisses the top of your head. “We’re going to go to sleep.”

“You don’t want to have sex with me?” You pout as he leads you into the bathroom so he can help you take your makeup off.

He looks into your hazy eyes as he begins to wipe your face for you. “I’m tired, y/n. Let’s just cuddle tonight, yeah?” You’re way to drunk to do anything else but he doesn’t want to tell you that and upset you.

“I love you so much, Quinn.” You whisper as he finishes taking off your makeup for you.

“I love you too, y/n.” He smiles and kisses you before helping you into the bedroom.

“You’re the best boyfriend ever.” You mumble as he helps you out of your dress and into your soft pajamas. “Just marry me already.”

Quinn, who’s got your shirt half on you, pauses and searches your face. Did you find the ring hidden in the old hockey bag in the back of the closet? He was planning to wait until the season was over but do you already know?

“I love coming home to you.” You smile at him and he realizes that it’s just your drunk babble.

He leans down and gives you a kiss before pulling back the blankets on your bed. “C’mon, Mrs. Hughes, climb into bed.”

Your eyes go wide at his words. “Did I miss our wedding?”

[tomholland1996simp]

Ok im back so idk if you’ve already done this could you do one with harry haz Tuwaine and tom (tom being your boyfriend) where reader gets thier period while there all at the beach then you can choose what happens next thanks xx

Period || Tom holland

Summary: You, Tom, Harry, Tuwaine and Haz all go for a nice day at the beach. You all walk around in the sun, going through shops then playing in the water and on the sand. The day was going well until mother nature had to come over to ruin the fun you’ve had.

Today you was going to the beach with your boyfriend and his friends. You and Tom have been dating for about 10 months now, yesterday being the first time you ever slept over when his friends were in the apartment.

You all got up nice and early around 8am as the beach was a bit of a drive away. When you had woke up though, you felt a pain in your lower stomach. You didn’t really take notice to it at the start, you thought it would eventually go away later on through the day.

You slipped on your white bikini before looking in the mirror to check out your body. You felt like your belly had gotten a tiny bit bigger like you was bloated a little. You kept staring at yourself in the mirror thinking whether or not you should just change.

You must’ve not noticed Tom walking into the room, as a pair of arms wrapped around your waist. He placed a kiss on your shoulder before saying, “You look beautiful baby, what’s wrong?” He then asked seeing your annoyed but sad expression.

“I-I…..I just feel fat now, I mean look at my belly. I might just change into something else” You sigh moving his arms off you to get another spare swimming costume that you did pack.

“Hey, hey, hey! You look amazing darling, you might not be able to see it but I can, your beautiful. Your figure is amazing, I love your curves and everything. Plus this bikini brings out these baby’s” He tells you, pointing to your boobs.

“Oi! Thanks babe but I should definitely change if it shows that, im hanging out with a bunch of boys” I laugh at his comment.

“No wear it, if they look at you i’ll kill them” He said seriously, but we all know he was joking. Then Tom and you went downstairs bringing the bag that had both your towels and spare clothes for when you go home. You decided not to eat anything due to just wanting to not look anymore bloated.

“Are you lot ready to go you take forever” Harrison complained whilst rolling his eyes.

“Yes we are you div, remember i’m driving” Tom slides on his shoes whilst You throw on your cover up over your bikini.

He then opened the door for you to walk outside to his car. It is going to be you, Tom, Harry, Harrison and Tuwaine who would be going to the beach on this sunny day. Tom put the bag in the back of the car, running over to open the passenger door for you .

“Thank you” you peck his cheek getting into the car, the other boys sitting in the back. You all listen to music on the way to the beach, the drive being a bit long. You started to feel a bit sick half way of the drive, your stomach having a small sharp pain.

“You okay, Angel?” Tom asked, placing a hand on your thigh whilst the other was on the wheel. He saw your discomfort, your hand firmly pressing your lower belly. You nod your head turning to look outside the window. “You look a bit pale, did you eat?” He questioned now placing his free hand on the top of your head, feeling if you had a temperature.

“I forgot…didn’t feel great earlier” You shrug like it wasn’t a big deal, however to Tom it was. Once the next turn came up, Tom took a right going into the drive through of Starbucks.

“What are you doing mate?” Harry asked.

“Y/n over here forgot to eat so i’m getting her soemthing-“ Before you could look at him to complain he beat you to it. “Don’t say anything, i’m getting you something. Anyone want anything?”

………………………………….

After eating your food and having yo ur drink from Starbucks you felt more better. You still had that small pain in your lower stomach but it wasn’t as unbearable anymore. Once Tom parked his car everyone got out, feeling the heat hit your faces. Tom grabbed his bag which had both your stuff in like your towels and spare clothes.

There was quiet a few people on the beach today, some with their families or friends, simply having a good time out. You all walked over picking the sun beds that were free, luckily there was four all lined up. It wasn’t enough for the five of you but most the time you would all be in the water anyways.

You set the towels and sun cream down, as the boys take off there shirts putting some sun cream on themselves. Tom helped you put some on yourself, you doing the same to him, rubbing it all around his body. After a few minutes, they all went running through the hot sand and into the cold sea water. You laid there on the sun bed, your cover up now off with your sunglasses on, watching them mess about with a ball they had brought with them.

Tom then begged you to come into the water, well he more like came over dragging you into it. You all splashed around, laughing when the boys did silly things. Then they decided to play a game of net ball, you joining with them. The teams were Tuwaine and Haz against you and Tom, Harry being the referee. Tuwaine and Harrison won the first game but then you and Tom won the second.

You were all going to play another to see who would win, but Tom quickly pulled you by the waist, your back against him. “We’ll be back” He told the boys them saying an ‘alright’ to us.

You was confused at first to why he pulled you back over to the sun beds. But then he sat down, grabbing the bag of yours a his things. He pulled out a spare pair of his boxers, a pair of long jogger shorts that was his and your shirt that you brought.

You sat down on the opposite sun bed, giving him an confused look. He cleared his throat before speaking. “Y-you erm…uhhh. You started your period” He says making your eyes go wide as you stand up looking at what once was your white bikini, but now one with a red stain.

You sit back down, your face flushing red with embarrassment. “It’s okay though, don’t be embarrassed please. Just get changed into these. D-do you need them pad things? I can get them” He suggests feeling bad at how embarrassed you are. He’s never really seen you on your period in the ten months you have been dating.

You felt embarrassed, like you wanted to cry so all you did was stand up throwing the cover up over you. Grabbing the clothes and getting your purse. “No it’s f-fine…i’ll get it. Thanks though” You mutter walking along the sand to where the shops were.

You was having such a great time and now mother nature had to piss you off. You brought the pads you normally get going into some changing rooms that were along the beach. You put on the pad in Toms boxers, slipping on the jogger shorts which landed a little above your knees then your shirt.

You took a deep breath, walking back to the sun beds where Tom was still sat. The sun was starting to set now, the other boys having one more go in the water. You placed your bikini that was wrapped in a towel into the bag, looking over at Tom who was now in his normal clothes.

“You okay now? Do you need anything?” He curiously asked grabbing your hand playing with a few fingers. You stood there sighing, looking at your fingers.

“I’m sorry, Tommy” You wipe your eyes with your hands, Tom immediately bringing you down to sit on his left leg.

“Don’t cry, baby. It’s natural. I’m not disgusted by it, if that’s what you think I am. Y/n, I wanna be here for you at that time. I wanna help you so you feel better” He kissed your forehead, his fingers slowly circling your side.

“It’s just embarrassing that I leaked through and y-you saw” You say, looking in his eyes.

“That’s okay, love. Don’t feel embarrassed, silly.” You smile just at the nick names. “How about when we get home, I’ll get your favourite snacks we can watch whatever you want and cuddle in my bed?” He asked with a light smile.

“That sounds good” You smile kissing his lips.

[roosterscockpit]

His Little Girl | Bradley Bradshaw x reader P. 11 

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Hey babes, I am finally back! I had so much fun these past couple of days for work. I hope you all enjoyed the last chapter. I'm sorry for the hurt 😭 I promise it gets better. I love you all and thank you for continuing to read my story! Happy reading and enjoy! 💕

A/n: How could Bradley leave us like that? Thank god Penny was there for us... I wonder if we are going to recover from this. I hope we do.

Work Count: 2.6k

Warnings: cursing, sadness, angst, slight depressive actions, mentions death (if any that I missed please let me know!)

y/n/n: Your nick name

Please don't take my work, I will find you. 

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After Penny finished cleaning up the bar, she gave you a ride home. She gave you a big hug and you stumbled into the house. You went to your daughter’s room to make sure she was in bed, and she was. Sound asleep. You closed her door and went into your bathroom to shower. You turned on the water and the fan so that Bri or your daughter couldn’t hear your sobs. You got into the shower and began to cry. You sat down and let the hot water run over you. You couldn’t find the strength to get up. You stayed sitting on the floor while you washed your hair, and your body. When you were finished you sat there until the water ran cold. You finally got out of the shower and just stood there looking at yourself. You looked like hell. 

You finally went to your room and put on some comfy clothes. You sat in bed, you were so overwhelmed. You couldn’t think straight. Surely you’d just get over it, right? It’s not like he’s never hurt you before. But you knew deep down inside there was a possible chance you wouldn’t. This time was different. Lives were at stake this time. You didn’t want your possible last time seeing him to be like this. Your heart wrenched at the thought of never seeing him again. Never getting to properly meet his little girl. You hated him. Why did he have to be so good? Why did he have to be so fucking good at what he did? Why did he have to be part of that damn 1%? Surely Mav couldn’t send him, right? No, he couldn’t. He couldn’t lose him either. He couldn’t lose his son. But if he didn’t, Bradley would never forgive him. You cried harder and it was becoming impossible to keep quiet. You heard a knock at your door. You stopped crying immediately.

As normal as you could, you called out. “Yes?”

“Hey y/n. It's Austin. Is everything okay?” He said through the door.

“Oh Shit.” You said quietly.  You wiped your boogers from your face and the tears from your eyes. What the hell was he doing here? And where the hell was he even at? “Yea I’m okay!”

Austin: “Could I come in?” He said with concern.

You closed your eyes and sighed. “Yes, you can.”

He then came through your door, looking up at you and immediately started to run to you.

Austin: “Oh my gosh, Darlin. What happened?” He sat next to you and pulled you into him. He was holding you so close and so tight. 

You started to cry. “What are you doing here?” 

He chuckled. “Bri invited Billy and I over earlier. She said you went out with some friends. They left a little while ago to go grab some snacks and I stayed back with Leia because she fell asleep while we were all watching movies.” He was playing with your hair and still holding you. 

He kissed the top of your head. “Why are you crying, sweetheart?” He was now looking at you.

You sat up and took a deep breath. You started to tell him about you and Bradley. Before, after and now. He was so sweet about it. Anytime he noticed you were struggling he would reach his hand for yours and hold it to show you he’s there to support you. 

You told him Bradley was the father of your daughter. He was the third person that knew. Only others that knew were Billy and Bri. Your heart hurt and Austin was hurting for you. He took your cheeks into his hands and wiped away the tears that were now flooding out of your eyes. He just sat there with you in silence comforting you. Holding you close and rubbing your back. He wanted to take care of you. He wanted you to feel better. He wanted you to be happy. To see you smile. He wanted to take your hurt away. 

He looked at his watch and saw that it was 5 AM, “Sweetheart, I want to be here for you more than anything, but it’s already 5 AM and I know Leia gets up soon. I don’t want to put you in an uncomfortable spot.” He was still holding you.

“Stay, Austin.” You said in the softest tone. 

He kissed your head to acknowledge. “I’ll be here, beautiful. I will always be here. You deserve some rest. Close your eyes and relax. It’s going to be okay. I promise.”

He stayed with you all night and stayed up while you slept. He just wanted to make sure you were comfortable and okay. He gently rocked you while you fell asleep in his arms. He held you close. 

The next morning you woke up to your door opening. You got up quickly rubbing your eyes. 

Austin: “Hey y/n. Leia and I made you some breakfast.” He was holding a coffee cup and he opened the door more. Your little Leia was walking in slowly with a tray of food. 

You smiled so big. They both came and sat with you. They made you some eggs, hash browns, sausage and pancakes. It made you so happy. You looked at Leia and pushed her hair back. And rubbed her cheek. “Thank you, sweetheart.”

She gave you a kiss on your cheek, “You’re welcome momma.” And she ran out of the room taking one of your sausages.

You and Austin laughed. “Well, I think you should eat something, y/n.” He set the coffee down on the table by your bed. He sat back down with you and sighed. “I don’t know if you want to hear this from me, but I thought about what you said last night.” 

He looked down and was tapping his fingers on his leg. “Leia is such a great kid, and I think that she should be able to meet her dad formally. I also think that if this mission could possibly kill him, he should have the opportunity to see his daughter.” He looked at you and rest his head on his hand. “But I also get the whole thing of what if she meets him that one time and she never gets to see him again.” He was sad for you and Leia.

“I just don’t want her to hurt if she can never see him again, Austin.” You started to play with your food. 

“But what if meeting her gives him more strength and stealth to come back.” He was looking at you seriously. 

You laid back onto your headboard. He was right, “This is all just so much, Austin. He literally just left me hanging last night. And for what? I really don’t get what’s going on in his head.” 

He rested his hand on your arm, “Y/n, I don’t know him, but maybe he just has a lot going on in his head. He doesn’t have things straightened out. I know you’ve always given him the benefit of the doubt and he still continues to hurt you, but maybe he is the way he is because of his job?”

You raised your eyebrow at Austin, “Who’s side are you on?” You let out a small chuckle.

He smiled and shook his head, “I am on yours, I will always be on yours, y/n. But, I think he is under a lot of stress. Especially right now with the mission, seeing you and being around Maverick.”

“But what if I tell him and it creates more of a mess… what then?” You played with your eggs.

Austin put his hand on yours to stop you from playing with your food, “I really think that he’ll be shocked, but also excited that he has a daughter. Especially with it being Leia, she’s such a good kid. You’ve done such a good job with her, y/n.”

You tapped your hand on the food tray, “Thanks Austin, but what if it goes really bad?” You looked at him from the corner of your eye.

“Well, if it does… I will always be here for you and Leia, y/n.”  He picked up the coffee cup and drank some of it. 

You smiled, “Thank you, that really means a lot to me.” You sighed, “I really do care for Bradley and I really do forgive him for the past. But last night was definitely something else.” 

Austin took one of your sausages and took a bite, “I know you do, but I really think you should think about Leia. I know your feelings are hurt, but do what’s best for her. Then, whatever happens with you guys, just happens.” He put the sausage to your mouth and you ate it.

You nodded, “You’re right. It’s time to put the difference aside. This is for Leia.”

You couldn’t keep putting this off. You had to find Bradley and you had to tell him. You had to let him meet his daughter. That was the real reason why fate brought you two back together, it was for the sake of your daughter. You took a deep breath and started to eat your food. After you finished your breakfast, Austin offered to take Leia to the park with Billy while you and Bri came up with a game plan.

Bri: “I think you should text Mav, y/n/n. I know he’ll get Bradley to meet up somewhere.” She said while she sipped on her Coke.

Y/n: “Or maybe Penny? Bradley doesn’t talk to Mav. Remember?” You rested your cheek on your hand.

Bri: “Well you should text one of them. See if they could help?” She said leaning over the counter and now resting her head next to you.

Y/n: “I’m really scared about how he’s going to react, Bri.” You shook your head. “He has a 6 year old daughter and I’m barely telling him… and right before he goes on the hardest and most stressful mission you could possibly think of.” You put your hands over your face. 

Bri patted your head, “But it's the right thing to do. He has to know, y/n/n. What if this is it for him? For Leia?”

You sat up straight and took a deep breath and texted Penny. 

Y: Hi Penny.

P: Hey sweetie, what’s up?

Y: I was wondering if you could help me out?

P: Of course! What do you need help with?

Y: I need to see Bradley again. I have something really important to tell him and I need you and Mav to get him to be at the Hard Deck.

P: Oh. My love, yes I can definitely make that possible.

Y: When can we do it?

P: Honey, It would have to be right now… Tonight. Mav came and delivered the news. They ship out tomorrow… first thing in the morning for the mission.

You heart dropped. You thought they had more time. Tonight?? He said they had a couple of more days before they were going to leave. You felt like you were going to pass out. What The Hell. 

You told Bri you had to go now. She nodded and helped you get ready. You went to clean up and she picked an outfit for you. You did your hair and some light make up. Bri picked out some converse, cute loose fitting jeans and a cute graphic T-shirt for you to wear. You took one last look in the mirror and looked at Bri. She gave you a small smile and hugged you tight. 

“You got this, don’t worry about Leia. We got her.” She hugged you tight again.

You ran out the door and texted Penny back. 

Y: I’ll be there in 30 minutes, is that enough time?

P: Yes! That’s perfect they are all here hanging out trying to kick off a couple of nerves. 

Y: Great! I’ll see you soon. Thank you so much Penny.

You got into your jeep and headed to The Hard Deck. On the way there the song, It Will Rain by Bruno Mars started playing. Horrible timing Bruno. Absolutely horrible. 

You finally pulled up to the bar. You sat there in the parking lot for 5 minutes trying to calm your nerves. You were so scared and nervous. You gathered yourself and turned off your car. You stepped down from your car and felt sick. Your heart was pounding, your hands clammy and you were shaking. You took one more deep breath and headed into the bar. It was so crowded, but it was Friday night. 

You walked up to the bar and Penny saw you. She came over to you and you looked terrified. She poured you a shot of whiskey and you knocked it back. She came around the side and gave you a big hug. She was so reassuring. She put down her towel rag and let her co-worker know she was going to take a quick break. She showed you over to the familiar spot that Bradley had taken you when you met his friends. You could see all of them having a good time, but still looking terrified. All of them were wearing their dress whites. Penny tapped Mav’s shoulder. He was sitting alone. 

He turned around and saw you, “Hey, Y/n.” He gave you a really big hug. He held onto you so tight and long. When he let go he looked at you and smiled. “I want you to know, I love you so much, y/n/n. Thank you for letting me be a part of little Leia’s life.” He rubbed your arm.

You looked at him confused. “Of course, Mav. But-” 

Penny interrupted you,“He’s team leader for this mission, y/n.” She said holding back her tears. 

You shuddered. “But I thought you were just teaching?” You looked at him scared. “Mav, no! I can’t potentially lose both of you. That isn’t fair. Why? I thought you were going to pick a team leader not be appointed to it?” Your heart broke more and more. You held back your tears and bit hard into your lower lip.

Mav: “They appointed me because I know how to fly this mission. I promise you I will keep him safe along with everyone else. I will make sure they come home, at any cost. I will make sure he comes home to you, sweetheart. I promise.” He gulped hard and pulled you in for a hug.

Penny started to cry. You hugged Maverick hard. “You come home too, please.” You held onto him tightly. When the two of you let go he led you to his pilots.

The first to see you was Bob. 

Bob: “Hey! Y/n!” He smiled.

You looked at everyone and said Hi. You looked around and Phoenix came over to give you a hug. 

Phoenix: “Bird boy hasn’t shut up about you, as usual. He’s sitting over there.” She gestured to the window with her head. You smiled at her. She gave you a hug, “Good luck y/n. You got this, girl.” She patted your back as your made your way to Bradley.

You made you way through giving everyone hugs and wishing them all luck. You finally were making your way off to Bradley. He was sitting on a bar stool looking out the window sipping what looked like just water. He looked so good. He was in his dress whites, they were pressed perfectly, his medals were shiny, his shoes so clean you couldn’t tell he’s ever worn them, his hair was perfectly fixed, his mustache perfectly trimmed, he was holding his hat while the other occupied by his drink. He looked like heaven if it were a person. He was locked on the view of the sunset. Taking it in as if it were his last. You approached him with Penny and Mav right behind.

“Lieutenant.” You gulped.

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Austin is literally the sweetest and realest person. Bradley better get his shit together. You are finally going to tell him about Leia. How do you think he is going to react? Are you ready for this, besties? I'll see you in the next part! ❤️ xo

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Stay - stepbro!eddie x crybaby!reader

This is mushy and angsty but here it is

Warnings: arguments, reader is sensitive, mention of parent loss, crying

A/N: I know we don’t know if his mom is alive or not but for the sake of this story she isn’t

-

It was a Friday night, and your friend was having a small party that they invited you to earlier that day at school. You excitedly said yes, knowing your mom would most likely take you. She would, because it’s just a small get-together (that she doesn’t know will have alcohol and boys). But, when you got home that day, you arrived to find the driveway empty. Eddie’s newly arrived van made one car total.

“No, where did she go?” You question out loud. Wayne was probably at work, you didn’t really care much what he did.

“I dunno. Maybe she got tired of you and decided to run away.”

“Shut the fuck up.”

You get out and slam the van door hard. You wonder if he thinks being a prick is funny, because it definitely isn’t. It just made you even more mad, joke or not.

Eddie just shrugs, you’re always moody.

In your bedroom, you were wracking your brain trying to think of someone you know with a car. You couldn’t, though, not really, because the loud and shrill sounds of Eddie practicing guitar on the other side of the wall were ringing in your ears. You bang on the wall with your fist, hard, one time. It stops, and you take a deep breath. Now, what were you thinking…

Again. More guitar. He wasn’t even playing it well, probably shitty on purpose. You bang on the wall again. “WILL YOU FUCKING STOP?”

“You’re such a goddamn crybaby.” He shouts back.

-

After much pondering, it was the unfortunate conclusion that Eddie was your only option. You swallow your pride and go knock on his door.

“What?” He calls.

You don’t answer, just push the door open.

“I need you to take me to my friend’s house. You’re the only option, please?”

“I just uh.. yeah, I just don’t feel like it. No thanks.” He says with a smartass attitude.

“Why not?” You ask, voice breaking. You wish that didn’t happen. Now you’re just proving that you are, indeed, a crybaby.

“Like I said, don’t feel like it, plus you’ve been a shithead to me all day. Why would I do you a favor?”

Tears spill from your eyes and drop down your cheeks.

“You’re so mean, I hate you. I hate you, I hate you, I fucking hate you.” You cried, leaving his room and slamming his door.

Frustrated. That was the word. So beyond frustrated. You went to your room and just cried. Once you finally stopped, you had to go to the phone and call your friends who were already hanging out and tell them you wouldn’t be able to come. They sound disappointed, and so do you.

You say goodbye and that you hope they have fun, headed back to your room. Whenever your mom gets back, you’re gonna tell her you hate Eddie and don’t want to live with him any more. You made it a plan. You weren’t the one in the wrong, he started it by making that mean joke.

He knows you’re sensitive and it’s just like he doesn’t give a fuck. Evil. You just lay in your bed, frustrated, staring at the ceiling with a couple of tears spilling every now and then. You just wanted your mom back, she was nice to you.

Your door opens without a single knock beforehand.

“Fuck off, Eddie.” You say without even looking at who it is, sniffling.

“C’mon, you’re still crying? You know I hate to see you cry.” He says gently.

“That’s a lie because you’re the one who fucking makes me.”

“Just because I wouldn’t drive you somewhere, you hate me? Really?”

“No. Just because you’re evil and mean.”

“God, you sound like all the people who bully me at school. How am I evil? That’s a little bit of a harsh thing to say.”

“You don’t care about my feelings, you don’t care about anyone’s feelings.”

“I came to check on you because I care. Okay? I care.”

“No.” You shake your head, wrapping your arms around yourself.

“I didn’t mean to be mean to you. It’s just hard to keep my cool sometimes, because you’re fucking crazy. That’s not an insult, that’s just a fact.”

“Whatever.”

You have your back turned and he comes to sit on your bed.

“Just be happy again. I’m saying I’m sorry.” He sighs.

You peek over your shoulder at him, then turn around. You glance down at his lap and he notices right away, scooting up against the headboard and holding his arms out. You crawl into them, making yourself as small as possible.

“There you go. Sweet girl.”

He wraps his arms around you and squeezes.

After a few minutes of just holding you, he proposes an idea.

“How about we watch a movie on the couch? You can bring your little blankets and stuffed animals.”

“That’s your only idea. We ALWAYS watch movies on the couch.” You grumble, trying to hide your smile because you’d really love that.

“Well it’s better than going to parties and stupid shit like that. With this, I’ll know you’re safe. You know that’s why I try to keep you at home as much as I can help it?”

“Wha- what do you mean?”

“I don’t like when you leave. You never know what could happen, I could lose you forever.”

“That’s a little dramatic, I won’t die just because I want to go hang out with my friends.”

“Y/N.”

He looks you in the eyes.

He had confided in you before that that’s exactly what happened to his mom, she left one day, off to “have fun” for one night just like you wanted to do and she never came back. She died. You don’t think he’s worried as much about you dying, because that’s not realistically going to happen to you, just the idea that there are no guarantees you’ll ever come back to him.

“Okay. I understand.” You affirm.

“Thank you, pretty girl. You know I need you.”

He really did try to ruin your plans all the time, but you’d never thought about why.

Tears sting and threaten to spill from your eyes, but you’ve already cried a lot today. You quickly flick them away and hop up.

“What movie?”

“Your choice.”

“Oooh, yay.” You start gathering your things, your blanket and stuffed animals to bring down with you. You grab the bigger blanket so that both of you can share it and a pillow just in case one of you falls asleep. Probably him.

-

You hear the sound of the front door unlocking and being pushed open with a creak. Your vision is blurry, clouded with sleep, but you squint your eyes open to find your mom arriving home. Finally.

“Oop, sorry sweetie. Didn’t mean to wake you up. You two look so sweet and peaceful.”

“Hmm” you mumble confusedly and look down at yourself. You and Eddie are cuddled up against each other beneath the large knit blanket, you had fallen asleep in his arms and he fell asleep too. The TV was off, the movie long being over, and you just rested your head again and drifted back away.