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infitsovermisfits · 2 years ago

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(SMUT) Tiny Swords Part 4 -Eddie Munson x (AFAB) reader

This is a smut chapter- if you are under the age of 18 please don't read it. Be safe on the internet, ok?

AN: as much as i wanted this fic to be my longest ever, i don't think anyone would want to sit through 20k words of my self indulgent rambling SO i have decided to split it in 2. (i also think the sheer length of this fic caused my laptop to crash which was scary :P) I've been working all night to get this finished before 8am (because that's when vol2 comes out for me), it's currently 6am and I'm staring at this like yeah... nah... split it ;P /gen

AN: Thank u so much to anyone leaving comments on my work, i see them all and try to reply but it means a lot and is v validating having people compliment ur work ;-; u are all too kind, and very big simps, which works out for me too <3 /lh

WARNINGS: SLOW, AFAB reader, female bodily autonomy, reader uses they/them pronouns, reader wears make-up, reader smokes, smoking, smoking indoors omg (!), chocking, marking, temperature play, public sex, thigh riding, safe sex, brief mentions of previously bad sexual experiences

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Waking the next morning, you let out a groan- the summer's sun was already bright in the sky, peaking in through a window you had forgotten to close and shut the blinds on the following evening. It was hitting your eyes unpleasantly, prompting you to shift your face away from the light, though you only found yourself scrunching your nose at the feeling of Eddie's hair tickling your face. With a small noise, you moved so your face pressed into the warm skin of his neck instead. He stirred beside you, shifting so he was facing more towards you as you touched your lips against his neck, pressing a small kiss into his skin. Your arms moved out to curl around his arm, hugging it close to you, and after a moment, you heard him sigh your name, lips touching the top of your head to press a kiss against your crown,

"You awake, baby?" His low morning voice asked, making you smile lazily against his skin. You began registering other sounds- the faint chirping of birds and a dog barking somewhere outside, the quiet metal music playing from beside you, Eddie's body rustling the sheets as he shifted a little to get comfortable. His arm left your grasp momentarilly, only for you to feel it wrapping around your shoulder and pressing you impossibly closer to him. His delicate fingers skimmed your bare shoulder with a gentle touch, and as you grew more aware, you realised he was plucking the chords along to AC/DC's 'Highway to Hell' playing from the radio. The warmth of his body radiated pleasantly against yours, and you let your hands splay against his chest, fingers resting over the tattoo he had over his heart. His head shifted slightly, and his lips touched your forehead, "Sweetheart," He said in a sing-songy way, causing you to exhale air out of your nose in a slight laugh. With that, you moved a hand to rub at your eyes, before opening them and meeting his warm, brown gaze, "Hello," He greeted,

"G'morning Eds," You mumbled, moving to let your your arms and your legs stretch. Your spine to curved, lifting off of the matress as you stretched your back. With a satisfied sigh, you let your body drop back on the bed, hands closing into fists as you continued to rub the sleep from your eyes with a yawn yawned, "Damn Eds... No breakfast in bed?" You teased, glancing over at him. His eyes weren't fully open yet, but he was watching you with a loving look in his eyes that made you grin and a warmth fill your heart. You twisted so you could lay on your front, half on top of him. You set one hand over his chest so you could feel his heart beating beneath your palm, while you set your other hand under your chin. Eddie chuckled softly at your comment, before sliding his hand under yours and moving it up to his face, kissing your knuckles,

"I have you," He said, and your rolled your eyes, wiggling your fingers in his grasp, "You're all I need,"

"I'm not food, Eds..." You said with a smile,

"I'm not food, Eds," He mimicked, causing you to laugh again, only to be interrupted by a yawn, "I like it when you call me that," He said,

"I'm glad," You said quietly

"Mhm," He hummed, voice cracking as it was still raspy and thick with sleep. He sighed, letting go of your hand so it fell back on to his chest only to move it delicately against your face, shifting the hair that had fallen in front of you behind your ear. You let him caress your face, your eyes drooping shut at how peaceful this was, even almost falling asleep again, until his hands came to rest on your cheeks. You lazily opened them back up, meeting his large brown eyes, "Still tired, hmm?" He asked, and you hummed softly in agreement, "Mmmh... Well, I can help you wake up, if you want?" He offered, and you blinked at him for a moment, confused,

"Oh," You smiled slightly in understanding, laughing softly as you moved one of your hands to touch his,

"Took you a while," He smiled, and you rolled your eyes as your fingers slotted between his. You tilted your head, pressing a kiss against his palm,

"Shush," You huffed, "It's too early,"

"Mhhh- never," He smiled, moving one of his hand from yours to touch your chin with his fingers, "C'mere," He whispered softly. You didn't need to be convinced, your body seemingly moving by itself until your lips planted themselves on his. You sighed into his mouth, hand coming to rest on his neck, gently tracing up and down with your fingernail as you lazily moved your mouthes together.

The kiss began slow and sweet, delicate and non-demanding. You were both still too groggy to fully move. Eddie moved his hand up so his fingers came to play with your hair, while his other held your chin in place. You hummed into his mouth, tongue poking out to lick at his full lips asking for entrance. Graciously, he parted his lips for you with a smirk.

It was still early in the morning- you had the whole day to yourselves. But this was nice. Waking to gentle moans and hums as he caressed your bare skin and you gently ran your nails over his tattoos... If you could wake up like this every morning... You probably wouldn't get out of bed until late into the day and waste a lot of time making out, or having sex- but at least you'd be having a good time. And that's all that mattered, right?

"Did you sleep okay?" You pulled away to ask him, smiling as you breathed heavily. His own deep breaths fanned against your face from the still close proximity and he only smiled at you as you caught your breaths,

"Yeah- of course I slept okay," He said,

"Good," You murmured, sitting up to pull the shirt you wore for the night above your head, throwing it away somewhere, leaving your torsoe bare,

"Come back here," He whined, one of his hands trailing to your thigh and playfully squeezing your skin, "You're too far from me," He fake pouted. With a small laugh, you closed the small gap between you and kissed his frown away. Now more awake, you found the kiss became sloppier and messier. Moaning into his mouth, you found your hips beginning to undulate against him to find any sort of friction to soothe the growing arousal pooling between your legs. Soon, breathlessly, you pulled away from his lips, enough to breathe,

"Fuck," He hissed, kissing the corner of your mouth as an indication for you to tilt your head up. Eddie wasted no time moving his mouth to your bruised neck again, wetly kissing and sucking your reddened skin. He hummed against you, making you shiver and moan as your hand moved down to his dick, finding it already hard. He moaned, muttering your name into your skin and gently biting you- not hard enough to leave a mark but just for you to feel his teeth against your skin. As you began to lazily stroke him, his mouth latched on to your boobs, setting his mouth on your nipple and sucking,

"Fuck- Eddie," It was your turn to moan his name, hissing as his teeth gently bit down on your nipple. With another moan of his name, his hand slid down your body, between your legs, collecting the wetness and spreading it up your clit. He rubbed slow circles as his head moved to your other breast, giving it the same attention as your other, and you let out a breathy laugh at the feeling of his hair ticking your chest. You felt the curl of his lips against your skin as he moved his hand down from your clit, rubbing over your folds to coat his middle finger in your wetness, before dipping it inside your pussy,

"Jesus Christ, sweetheart, you're so wet," You could hardly think now that he was slowly moving his finger in and out of you at a slow pace. You moaned sharply, hand stilling and squeezing the base of his cock as you let your head fall back into the pillows, panting,

"Yeah-" You breathed, "Fuck, Eddie, I need more," You managed. He moved his head back up from your chest to crash his lips against yours roughly, moaning as your hand resumed the leisurely up and down movement on his dick again. You stayed like this for a few moments, touching each other, breathing and moaning into one another's mouthes before you got too impatient, "Please," You whispered into his mouth; you could feel his smirk against your lips,

"Gimmie a sec," He mumbled breathlessly, before reluctantly detaching himself from you and shifting to get his bag and grab a condom. You coudln't hold back the dissapointed sigh at the loss of contact, but quickly found a solution by setting one hand over your breast. Laying back into the pillows, you tweaked your nipple between your fingers with a grin, your free hand travelled down between your legs, spreading the slick that had gathered there from your heavy make-out session and beginning to rub slow circles against your clit as he had before. Your hands weren't the same as Eddie's: rough and calloused from years of playing his guitar, but they'd do for now, "You want me to just sit back and watch you, sweetheart?" You heard Eddie ask, causing your eyes to open sharply. He was watching you with a wolfish grin as he tore the packet open, so you quickly pulled your knees together and glared playfully at him,

"You're taking too long, Eds," You say amused, your hand resuming rubbing the slow circles, "I'm getting impatient," You tease as he moves forward, putting his hands on your knees and pushing them apart so he can settle between your legs. Your hand continues to rub desperately as he leans down and captures your lips in a gentle kiss. You hope he'll stay there longer, though all too quickly, he ventures down to press opened-mouthed kisses to your nipples, sucking and biting to elicit moans from you, before kissing the hand still moving against your clit,

"I'm here now," He hummed, carefully moving your wrist away from you and pressing a kiss to your clit and making you smile. At first, you come to rest your hand in his hair, playfully tussling it, before gripping it a little harder than you intended and hissing as he flattens his tongue against you,

"Fuck me," You moaned, breathing heavily as you moved your hand to his cheek, touching it. He gave your clit one last suck, which made your hips buck and a wide grin to spread over his face at the reaction he got out of you. Before he could go any further, you whined, moved your hand to his chin and pull him up to kiss you, "Fuck me, Eds," You hissed into his mouth, shifting your hips a little and wrapping your legs around his waist so he'd push against you. You both moaned at the contact of his dick rubbing against your folds, and impatiently, you began to buck your hips against him,

"You're gonna kill me, babe," He muttered, letting out soft moans into your mouth, which you eagerly swallowed,

"Please fuck me, Eddie," You begged impatiently, moving your hand down to his cock. You tilted your head away from him to look down at your bodies, carefully lininging him up against you and sighing as he pushed inside you, "Jesus-" You moved your head back, exposing your neck for him to lick and suck at again,

"Mmh," He hummed, kissing your skin, "Not quite," He smiled, moving his head to look at you again and grinning. You rolled your eyes, releasing a breathy laugh as he moved his hands to your face, gently moving the hair away,

"Eddie?" You said softly, sliding your hands over his shoulders, "I love you," You told him, smiling as he kissed your lips gently,

"I love you too," He said, moving to kiss you again as he slowly began thrusting into you. This kiss was breathy and broken up by soft moans and whispers of the others name, gentle 'love you's', and praise. Your nails dug into his back and shoulders as he set a slow pace. One of his hands trailed down to your leg, caressing the skin up to your hip before gripping the tender flesh to helping your movements. You moaned into his mouth as his other hand trailed down to your sensitive neck, lightly applying pressure and making your eyes roll back at the feeling,

"You can squeeze harder," You mumbled, and you were surprised he understood what you were saying. Pressing a quick kiss to your cheek, he lifted his head to look at you,

"You sure?" He asked as you lazily opened your eyes and nodded your head, moving one of your hands to wrap around his wrist,

"If it's too much, I'll squeeze," You assured him, and he nodded. At your request, he slowly increased the pressure against your throat, causing the moans bubbling up to turn into soft gasps. Speeding up his thrusts ever so slightly, you heard him groan, muttering your name and a few curses as your walls tightened around him briefly. A grin spread across your lips at the sound of the ragged breaths and groans escaping his mouth,

"Jesus, you're so tight," He hissed, sucking hard on your neck. The feeling of his tongue against the side of your neck, sucking at your sensitive flesh; his rough hand applying just enough pressure to your throat to lessen the air flow; his chest brushing against yours delightfully; and his cock moving in and out of you at a steadily quickening pace, very quickly pushed you over the edge. Unintentionally, your hand squeezed his wrist as you came, nails digging into his skin. He quickly released your neck, shifting his hand down to play with your nipple instead. Your back arched as a loud moan left your lips, drowning out the soft music and making him grin against your skin, "You're so good for me," He murmured, and as you opened your eyes, blinking hard, you found your vision blurry and spotty, still coming undone. You let out a small laugh as he continued to suck on your neck, his thursts growing more shallow and sloppy. His lips left your neck, breathing against the wet skin and making you shiver.

Quickly, you put your fingers under his chin, directing his lips to yours as you kissed him hard, moving your hips against him to help him reach his peak too. He moaned into your mouth, hardly able to keep kissing you back the more you moved against him. As you moved your hand from his face to the back of his neck, you dug your heels into his hips to push him in deeper, and moved your hand to your thumb could press against his neck. He hissed your name, before tilting his head to bury it into your neck as his hips stuttered inside you and stilled for a moment with a deep groan, gripping your hips hard. It hurt, but you welcomed the pain gladly, breathing heavily and gently caressing his hair as he shuddered slightly against you. Closing your eyes, you lay back, feeling completely relaxed.

As you calmed down, slow, deep breaths steadying your racing heart, you regained your sences. Eddie had practically collapsed on top of you, arms loosening their grip so he could caress your skin absentmindedly, tracing random patterns against your body. You smiled in recognition of the Slayer song faintly playing beside you, humming along with the riffs between the bridges,

"Eds?" You asked after a moment,

"Mhm?" He hummed into your skin, the vibrations feeling pleasant. You smiled more as he pushed his face closer to you, his hold on you tightening as he caught his breath,

"Is this 'Raining Blood'?" You asked, and felt the smile on his lips widen. He pressed a gentle kiss to your neck again,

"Someone's learning," He said, muffled by how close he was to you, and you laughed softly, feeling him chuckle along, "Mhh... I didn't hurt you, did I?" You heard him ask, and he was soon sitting up to look down at you, slipping out and inspecting your neck curiously for any damage,

"No," You said quickly, "It felt good, Eds," You gave him a reassuring smile as he brushed the hair away from your face, "I think I might have done more damage to you," You said with a frown, grabbing his arm to help you sit up. He took hold of your hand and helped you, frowning,

"How?" He asked curiously, "You didn't hurt me at all," He assured you. Unconvinced, you took hold of his bare hand, inspecting the crescent indentations around his wrist, "Those'll fade," He said. You gave him a look, but the feeling of his lips quickly pressing to yours and his hand moving to hold your cheek caused you to smile again, "I like waking up like this," He murmured into your mouth,

"I liked it too," You said, sighing as you reluctantly pulled away, "Sad we can't do it every day though," You sighed, leaning your head on his shoulder,

"We've got four days though," He reminded you, feeling the gentle weight of his head leaning against yours,

"Four more days," You repeated to yourself. With a sigh, you sat up again and looking at him. Momentarily, he was distracted, staring out of the window at your garden, giving you a perfect view of his side profile. You could see the hickeys you had given him yesterday peaking through his mane of hair, and it made you smile- knowing he was yours and you were his... It caused a happy warmth to flow through your blood, spreading through your entire body and finally waking you completely. Without thinking, you reached out and took his hand in your own. That drew his attention back to you, causing him to turn around and look at you, lips quickly smiling at your loving expression,

"What?" He asked softly, and you only shook your head slightly, thinking for a moment, before meeting his eyes again,

"Good morning, Eddie," You said simply, and watched as he grinned, teeth showing. He closed the space between you, placing a quick kiss against your lips. You felt drunk- you could hardly feel them after your prolonged make-out session,

"Good morning to you too, my love," He said, leaning his forehead against yours. You sighed softly, kissing him back lazily and letting your eyes drift closed as you enjoyed the moment together. When he hummed and gently nipped on your bottom lip you smirked, managing to pull away and give him a grin, "What?" He smiled as you sat up,

"What're you doing?" You asked amused, as he leaned down to press a gentle kiss against your bruised neck,

"Kissing you," He said, and you rolled your eyes, shifting away from him,

"You've kissed me plenty," You teased as you stood, stretching your arms above your head and glancing around for the shirt you had discarded. You liked wearing his clothes, and frankly, Eddie preferred seeing you in them better,

"I haven't kissed you enough, babe," He corrected, and you could hear the grin on his lips as he left the room to use your bathroom. You turned the music from the radio up and walked to your vanity mirror, inspecting the red and purple bruises on your neck for a moment before grabbing a hairbrush to try detangle your messy hair. Glancing over, you found yourself momentarily distracted as he re-entered your room. He had changed to put on a fresh pair of pants- dark blue with two rips at the knees- though he was still shirtless. His hair was messier than usual, and you couldn't help but smile as he found you again,

"You want some coffee, Eddie?" You asked as you tied your hair up,

"Of course, babe," He smiled as you walked by him, entering the bathroom and taking the time to clean yourself up. You also took the opportunity to change into clean underwear, though you didn't bother with a bra. Walking out, rubbing your neck gently, you met him at the stairs and found he was holding his lighter up to the cigarette, lighting it. He tucked it away as you joined him so he could take your hand in his, before walking with you down the stairs, "Where's that cat of yours?" He asked as you laughed,

"First thing on your mind this morning's my cat, huh?" You asked, letting go of his hand as you entered your kitchen and got two mugs,

"I'm just curious," He shrugged, leaning against the counter near you and stretching his arms out before him. He glanced around the couch in your living room, then scanned the chairs in the kitchen, "She's not here?" He asked, a small frown on his lips,

"I let her out for the night," You said,

"You what?" He asked surprised, and you turned from where you were getting the coffee ready to look at him. He raised his brows to stare at your surprised, "You let- what if something catches her?" You smiled softly at his concern,

"Relax, Eddie, she's got claws to defend herself with-" You twisted your foot to show him three scratches on the back of your leg, "-Or let me know I haven't fed her fast enough," You joked him, smiling, "She'll be alright. She's fast- besides I'm kinda supposed to? She doesn't use the litterbox and if she destroys one of my mom's plants, I'm never gonna be allowed to stay home alone again," You glanced at the coffee maker, smirking as Eddie grumbled something under his breath, "Go open the garden door; I bet you anything she'll be running to you in no time," You said amused, moving to the fridge to grab some creamer.

With a huff, he pushed himself off from where he was leaning, put the cigarette back in his mouth before dissapearing behind you. Faintly, you heard him attempt to open the door, cursing as he found it locked. You laughed softly, turning to lean your back against the counter and watch him as he unlocked the door, disappearing outside momentarily. You smiled more as you heard him quietly beginning to talk to Clara, cheerily greeting her and asking where she had been for the night. Her gentle meows and loud purrs could soon be heard. God, he hadn't even had his coffee and he was so cheerful...

You turned back to finish with your coffees and smiled as you heard him attempting to sneak up behind you, whispering to Clara things you couldn't make out. You stifled a laugh at a loud meow she let out,

"No, shh- be quiet," He responded, and you covered your mouth with your hand as she meowed quieter, "Yeah alright- that'll do," You grinned now, adding creamer to your coffee, "Attack!" You heard and felt movement against your hair. Turning your head, you saw him holding your cat as she swatted at your hair as if it were a toy, catching it in her paws and attempting to bite it,

"Oh gross- she has stinky breath," You stuck your tongue out, swatting back at her with your fingers, though careful she couldn't get you with her claws,

"Don't be mean to her- Clara, your breath is... Bad, it's bad, ew," You laughed as he set her down by your feet, which she immediately went to rubbing up against,

"It's cause she only eats that nasty cat food- of course it's gonna stink," You said, putting away the creamer and fetching her food that you had opened yesterday. She meowed impatiently, "Yeah, we get it, Clary- God you're awful for eating this," You cringed as you dug the contents out with a knife and threw the empty tin away,

"You should get her something gourmet- she likes fish, right?" You heard Eddie ask from behind you, accompanied by the sound of a glass clinking. You nodded, "Get her like... Sardines or something," He said,

"Sardines?" You asked amused. Eddie nodded, moving to stand by the sink so he could tip the ash from his cigarette in there while he sipped on his coffee,

"As a treat!" He said as you moved over to him, grabbing your own mug and taking a long sip,

"For what, Eddie?" You asked, amused,

"I dunno... Being a cat?" You laughed softly, shaking your head, "Surviving the cold night alone? Why does she need a reason to deserve a treat?" He took a few sips of his coffee,

"Treats are usually given as rewards," You said, looking up at him. He hummed, setting his mug down,

"Or, sometimes treats are just nice things one person can give to another," He said, smiling at you. You smiled back, before narrowing your eyes suspiciously,

"Eddie..." You said sceptically,

"What?" He asked innocently, grinning as he shifted from beside you. He had stubbed the cigarette out and threw it in to your trash, before moving forward to the door he left open, holding his mug,

"Are you hiding anything by chance?" You asked sceptically, though grinned as you followed him out onto the porch of your garden and made your way to the two deck chairs outside, setting the steaming mug on the table and settling into one of the chairs,

"Me? No," He lied obviously with a grin, sitting in the vacant chair with a small sigh. You watched him shift around and produce the pack of cigarettes and his lighter again,

"Uhuh," You smiled, sighing and relaxing back in the chair and shutting your eyes, enjoying the gentle warmth of the morning sun glowing on your face. For now, it was warm and pleasant, but you were sure by midday the heat would get to you. You could still hear the music faintly playing up in your room through the open window, followed by a few clicks of a lighter, and a hum from your boyfriend. Opening an eye, you shook your head as he offered you an unlit cigarette, before putting it back in his box and taking the lit one from between his lips and settling it between his two fingers.

The air was lovely and still surprisingly cool, and you could faintly smell that it'd rained the night before at some point. The grass was also covered in minuscule water droplets that glowed in the early sun. Opening an eye to glance at your boyfriend again, the scent of cigarette smoke filled your nose as he exhaled a long breath. He looked so serene; so relaxed as he sat next to you in the dingy chairs- though they were nothing compared to his throne in the Hellfire Room, he still appeared somehow royal to you. His beauty was something you'd always appreciated- looking at him was a pleasure in itself. He was just very appealing to look at,

"Are you gonna keep staring?" You heard him say, those plump lips moving around the cigarette as his arms moved above his head in a lazy stretch, before he sunk more into the chair. His lips curled into a smirk as he caught you staring, and instead of looking away, you simply set your elbow on the arm rest and your chin in your hand, gazing at him,

"Hmm?" You hummed with a smirk, glancing down briefly at Clara, who had now emerged from your home and rubbed herself against your legs. You leaned a hand down so you could pet her head, which she appreciated with a loud purr, before walking to Eddie and standing close to him, meowing to get his attention. He smiled, scracthing her head on one side, causing her to tilt her head towards him,

"I asked..." He smiled, taking another drag and tilting his head slightly so he could breathe the smoke into the air, and not your face. Clara got quickly distracted by a bug of some sorts, running out into the wet grass to chase after it quickly, "If you were going to come here or if you were gonna keep staring at me?" He raised his brows, moving to rest his elbow on the side as you were and point to you with the cigarette. You smiled softly at his comment,

"There's no room," You murmured, glancing out at Clara, now hunting something in one of the apple trees. He smiled,

"Yeah, there is," He said lowly, causing your attention to fall back on him. Moving his other hand, he gently pat his leg, indicating for you to come and join him. The gesture made your eyes widen slightly as heat spread through your body, quickly settling in the pit of your stomach. As if on auto pilot, you found your body standing and setting the almost finished mug of coffee on the table near his,

His eyes followed you as you crossed the short distance, reaching his free hand out for you. Carefully, you glanced down at his lap, and watched as he moved his legs closer together so you could straddle his lap. His hand curled around your waist to pull you closer to him, smiling wider,

"There you go," He whispered, looking over you now perched on top of him. Your arms slid over his shoulders to anchor you down, "Hello," He greeted softly, moving the cigarette to his lips and inhaling one final time,

"Hey," You replied, setting your head on his shoulder. Eddie hummed softly, as his grip around your waist tightened. Behind you, he dropped the cigarette, letting it fall to his feet. Under you, you felt his leg shift as he stamped it out, "You better pick that up before my parents get back, Eddie," You warned, lifting your head up to look at him,

"I will, babe," He assured you, moving a hand up to gently caress the side of your face, rough fingers gently gracing your skin and making you hum softly,

"I'm being serious Eds, don't forget," You said, raising your brows. You moved your hand up to his, holding it and smiling as you twisted your joint hands so you could kiss the back of his. His smile only grew at your actions, "My parents will start thinking I smoke," You said softly,

"Right, right," He said, nodding his head, "Cause that's so awful," He said playfully,

"It really is," You said, and watched as he rolled his eyes, though quickly focusing his gaze back on you. You stared into each other's eyes for a moment, smirking and laughing at the eye contact. You focused on his hand, beginning to play with his fingers as he hummed along to the Metallica song playing in your room. Gently, you splayed your fingers out against his, pressing your hands together, marvelling at the difference in size, "It's so strange without your rings, Eddie" You commented softly,

"Hmm?" He asked. As he glanced back at you, eyes opening so they were half-lidded, he glanced over your face, before looking at your hands. He smiled, shifting his fingers so you could join your hands together. He squeezed yours, "Left them upstairs if you miss 'em so much," He said,

"I can get them for you later," you said, "I think I saw my earings there too," He hummed, moving his hand from where it was resting on your waist up to touch the shell of your ear, delicately tracing down to the lobe with his finger, finally setting his hand against your neck,

"I really like those earrings," He announced, and you smiled bashfully, rolling your eyes to look away from him, "I'm being serious, sweetheart," 'Sweetheart' was the one term of endearment that meant a lot to you. And it wasn't because you were jealous of his guitar- that was stupid. You were simply aware of how much love he had for the instrument and how much he cherished it. When he called you his 'sweetheart', it never failed to remind you how much love he had for you, "You should wear them more often," He suggested, letting go of you and leaning his back against the chair and clasping his hands together- a position he would often take in Hellfire as he waited for the party to make a decision. He was observing you, eyes studying your face and neck ,

"Think so?" You asked softly, causing a small smile to appear on his lips,

"Definitely," He commented, "You should make them 'your thing'," He grinned, moving his hands down to your bare legs, which caused you to jump slightly, startled, "What?" He asked amused, though stilled the movement of his hands,

"Nothing," You said quickly, "I just completely... Forgot I wasn't wearing any pants," You whispered, smiling at him. He simply laughed at your statement, and you grinned as you swatted at his shoulder, hand coming to rest over the bats flocking on his forearm, "Shut up, Eddie!" You hissed,

"But it's funny," He grinned, sliding his hands down to your ass and squeezing gently so gasped, shifting further up in his lap. You squeezed his arm back, digging your nails slightly into his skin, "What?" He asked again with a grin,

"My neighbours are gonna see...!" You hissed at him,

"Don't they know I'm here?" He asked, raising his brows,

"Yeah, I told my parents that you'd be coming over sometimes," You rolled your eyes, "They gave me this big long talk about responsibility and taking care of myself and all that other stupid shit," You explained with a sigh, "And then they forced me to go to both the neighbours and tell them I was 'sorry if I played the music too loud'," You said,

"Mention me?" He asked, and you smiled,

"Uhuh- warned Old Man Jenkins all about my super metal boyfriend and his freaky, devil-worship music," You joked, "And the fact that I'd be having sex everyday," You added playfully,

"Nice," He laughed, moving his hands slightly so that his pointer fingers slipped under the waistband of your underwear, touching your bare skin. You gasped, slapping at his hands,

"Eddie!" You hissed, glancing around at the tall fences wearily, before glancing up at the dark windows of the neighbouring houses, "Not here- ah!" You yelped as his lips attached themselves to the skin on your neck, kissing and sucking gently,

"If you're gonna leave yourself open like that, what do you expect me to do, babe?" He murmured into your skin, and you sighed softly, letting your eyes fall shut,

"I don't..." You sighed softly, moving your hands to slide into his hair, gently gripping it. You licked your lips, smiling softly and tilting your head to guide him to where you wanted him,

"Don't what?" He muttered against your skin, nipping gently at it but not enough to create new hickeys. Just enough to have you pleasantly sighing his name and squirming in his lap, "Talk to me," He said in a sing-songy way. You sighed softly, swallowing back a moan,

"I don't think that... That it's a good idea to do this outside," You managed, before gently setting a hand on his shoulder to push him back a little,

"To do what outside?" He asked as he leaned back, grinning at you. His large brown eyes were lidded and darkened with desire, and his mouth was fixed into a lazy grin as you glared at him playfully. He always looked so pretty- it was easy to forget how annoying he could be sometimes when he looked at you like that, though you still had some mind to think twice,

"I'm not fucking you out here," You hissed, and he grinned softly at you,

"Is that so?" He asked, feigning obliviance, "Cause it looks like..." He trailed off, gaze flicking down your body, and you glanced down with a slight gasp. You hadn't realised you'd been lazily undulating your hips against his leg so you were essentially humping him, and you quickly stilled your movements, blushing,

"Shit," You hissed, only for his hands to grip your ass again and pull you closer,

"I didn't say you should stop," He said amused, looking up at you. You met his gaze and opened your mouth slightly, but nothing came "What?" He asked, loosening his grip on your hips,

"We are outside," You hissed out with a smile, "What if the neighbours see us having sex?"

"We aren't having sex, though," He smirked, "Go on," He said softly, watching you. You blinked for a moment, glancing around cautiously, "Besides, don't your neighbours have, like... Jobs and work? Or... Anything better to do than look out into your garden?" He asked, moving a hand up to touch your face gently. There was some truth there- and you couldn't deny it made you increasingly more aroused at the idea of getting caught doing anything in public,

"I guess..." You said uncertainly, watching him quietly. He stared back up at your face for a few moments, before smiling,

"If you're really that uncomfortable out here, we can go back inside to finish this somewhere else-" He said, "-Just say the word and we'll go, sweetheart," He said softly, and you couldn't help but smile at how thoughtful he was. He could be annoying, but knew when to drop it with you in situations where you generally got uncomfortable or anxious. He even moved his hands off of you, setting them on the arm rests and tapping his fingers to the song upstairs. Suddenly, you felt overcome with emotion, eyes filling with happy tears, and you let out a small chocked laugh as you closed the space between you two and kissed him gently,

"Eds, why are you this fucking sweet?" You smiled as you pulled back to look at him. He only smiled back at you, swiping the tear rolling down your cheek away with his thumb,

"Because I love you," He told you honestly, "I just want to make you feel good, you know that, babe," He smiled as you laughed again, causing more tears to fall down your face, "Babe," He whined, "You're gonna make me cry," He said playfully, as you moved your own hands to wipe at your face,

"Sorry!" You apologised quickly, sighing, "I'm ruining the mood, aren't I?" You asked,

"Not at all," Eddie said quickly, gently moving his hands to rest back your arms, "You're fine," He assured you as you calmed down, shaking your head, "So? Do you want to go back inside? We can finish our coffee," He offered,

"No, no," You assured, "I'm okay with... Staying out here," You smiled,

"Are you sure?" He asked,

"Yes," You nodded, "Yeah. I'm fine. Just got a little overwhelmed with all the love," You said playfully, grinning as he laughed,

"Of course," He smiled, leaning forward to gently kiss you, "You just let me know if at any point you do want to go inside, okay?" He told you, to which you nodded appreciatively. You gently touched his cheek as you looked into his eyes,

"I love you, Eddie," You said softly, and when he smiled, his eyes appeared to sparkle in the early morning light. He said your name, very gently, whispering it to you, before tucking a strand of hair behind your ear,

"I love you too," He murmured and pressed his lips against yours. The kiss was slow; Eddie's lips were always so soft and delicate though you could feel the gentle pin-prickles of his facial hair brushing against your face. You only smiled wider at the gentle tickles against your skin. It wasn't long before you felt the brush of his tongue against your lips, and you gladly opened your mouth to him.

Once again, you began to gently move your hips against his leg, sighing into his mouth at the pleasant feeling spreading through your core and sliding your hands from his face down to touch his neck and grip at the back of his hair, pulling him closer. One of his hands stayed pressed to your neck while his other moved to grip your ass, helping you move against him. It surprised you to hear a groan from the back of his throat, which only prompted your hips to move harder against him,

"Fuck," He breathed into your mouth, and you let out a small breathy laugh as you pulled him back to your lips so he could swallow your own moans as they grew louder,

"Christ, Eddie," You murmured, breaths turning into pants as he shifted his head to kiss your neck. He hissed softly and you felt him grip your thigh, the sound of the chair squeaking under your movement filling the peaceful air,

"Little too eager, hmm?" He hummed, though continuing to help your movements against him. You whined softly, as he sat back to watch you with a grin, "Weren't you worried about being too loud-"

"Shut up, Eddie," You hissed at him, moving your head back to his and moaning as you kissed him sloppily. He only chuckled against your mouth as you ground your hips desperately against him, chasing your orgasm down quickly, "Fuck- oh my God," You breathed, moving away from him to breathe,

"Are you getting close?" He asked, and you felt him squeezing your hips again. You could only nod, before letting your head drop down to his shoulder. One of your hands slid down so you could claw at his back, whilst your other found his chest, placing it over his heart. By now, you were teetering on the edge of an orgasm, and without thinking, you sunk your teeth into his skin as you came on his thigh.

Eddie hissed beside you, muttering your name followed by praises and gentle kisses being peppered to the side of your face. You breathed heavily, movements slowing down until you found yourself only trembling in his grasp. He had moved his hands to delicately trace his fingers up and down your back, while his other moved to play with your hair. Under his gentle touch, you felt like falling asleep again. With a sigh, you detached your mouth from his shoulder, and blinked slowly at the teeth marks you had left behind, shining, wet with your saliva,

"You did so well, my love," He breathed, pressing more kisses to your face. You felt one of his hands moving to gently tilt your chin to face him, followed by the feeling of his plump lips on yours. You hummed into the kiss, and pulled away slightly,

"Look at your shoulder," You breathed, blinking again and reaching out to trace your fingers around the mark,

"It'll heal," He murmured, reaching a hand up to touch the indents in his skin, before smiling, "How do you feel?" He asked,

"Good," You smiled at him, "Really good," You said,

"Good," He smiled, moving to kiss your forehead gently, "We should probably get up now though," He said, his hands still gently caressing your skin, and you really wanted nothing more than to fall asleep into him, "Get you cleaned up," You hummed slightly and sighed,

"Yeah, I guess," You breathed, shifting off of his lap and gasping softly, "Oh...!" You stared at the wet stain on his leg,

"It'll wash out," He said quickly, standing with you, "Don't worry,"

"I'm-" You blinked, "That's so embarrassing, oh my God-" You laughed slightly,

"Nah, I don't think so," He said, taking your hand in his. You winced softly at the pain in your stiff, trembling legs, "Besides, I have other pants I can wear," He winked at you and flashed his teeth in a smirk, and you rolled your eyes,

"It's still embarrassing, Eds," He said, huffing as you walked inside,

"But our coffee!!" He whined, and you glanced back at him,

"Our coffee?" You glanced at the two mugs, before your eyes flicked to the cigarette butt still on the ground, "Your cigarette," You glared, poking his chest with your finger,

"Wh..." He turned his head, hair swinging sharply after him as he looked in the direction of where you were pointing, "But that- hey!" He grinned, feeling your hand slip from his as you disappeared inside, laughing to yourself,

"I have to shower!" You yelled after him, smiling as you moved inside,

"Hey!" He called your name, making you turn to look at him. He was standing in the doorway to your garden, "Can I join you later?" He asked, and you grinned, grabbing and holding on to the railing of the stairs,

"Of course, Eddie!" You yelled after him, quickly running up the stairs. You made your way to your bedroom, grinning to yourself and touching your heated face as you moved to reset the tape, turning up the volume so you could hear it over the shower water, before moving to close the window in your room. Smiling softly, you grabbed fresh clothes for yourself and glancing at Eddie's bag on the floor at the foot of your bed, remembering his words from earlier before you'd... Jesus fucking Christ, you prayed you weren't too loud...

A treat... Was there something he wanted to give you? Your found yourself lost in thought as you exited your bedroom. You faintly heard Eddie him shuffling around downstairs, followed by soft murmurs. You also could barely make out the meows of you cat, Clara, indicating she was back inside. He really did love this cat of yours...

Thinking about it, Eddie mostly got along well with your whole family- sure your siblings could be overwhelming but that's just how children were. Eddie seemed to have the natural charm and friendliness to get along with them, and if you were too busy helping your mom with dinner, he'd distract them from you two by playing with them. Considering he'd become a master at making things up on the spot, thanks to Hellfire and DnD, your youngest siblings where constantly in awe of him. And though he'd constantly remind you he wasn't a babysitter, you'd tease him about it regardless.

The 'mostly' part came with your parents. Your mom warmed up to him the more time he'd spend over at your home, eventually seeing him as just a kind boy who was in love with her oldest child- ever the romantic. Your dad was more... Cold. Believing in the whole satanic-panic bullshit, he took one look at Eddie and made his opinion clear- he didn't want a satanist in their home, corrupting your mind. His trust for your boyfriend only began to build up awfully slow, though seeing how much happier you appeared with Eddie, and the fact that you always made curfew on time helped. Though you were sure he still saw Eddie in the same negative light most of Hawkins did, he at least tolerated him.

With a gentle sigh, you let the warm shower water wash over your naked body, clearing your head as you let your tense shoulders droop. You found yourself smiling fondly about the memories of Eddie earlier this morning,

"Sorry, I got a little distracted by your cat," He said, appearing almost out of the blue. You turned sharply, feeling cold air hit your warmed skin. The smile on your lips grew as he joined you, arms wrapping around you as he pulled you under the warm stream of water,

"I was just thinking about you, Eds," You told him, causing him to chuckle softly as he kissed your wet cheek, snaking his arms around your waist and squeezing you gently,

"Oh, yeah?" He asked, "Only good things, I hope," He said, looking down at you,

"Actually it was terribly awfully bad things," You joked, moving so you were standing close to him under the warmth, grinning as you watched his hair as the water rained over it,

"That's a shame," He said, amused, grinning as you reached up your hands to toy with the damp strands,

"Why?" You asked,

"I only think good things about you, darling," He said, kissing you gently. You smiled against his lips, letting your hands slide up his arms and come to rest on top of his shoulders. Your fingers danced over the bite mark on his shoulder and you felt him return the bite, sinking his teeth gently into your bottom lip. You laughed softly, pulling away from him and grinning as he moved his head to try and follow after you, "Come back," He whined quietly, moving a hand to your cheek,

"Mmh, I stepped in here to wash myself, Eds," You said, putting a finger on his nose. You laughed softly as he wrinkled it playfully, and you removed your hands from his shoulders, reaching for your body wash,

"You're no fun," He huffed, and you smiled at the feeling of him sliding his hands around your middle and resting his head on your shoulder with a huff, before turning and pressing a kiss to your neck,

"We've got four days," You reminded him in a sing-songy way, and felt him smile against your skin, "There's still time for fun," You said, turning your head to look at him. He simply smiled and kissed you,

"I guess," He sighed, and straightened, grabbing the body wash from your hands and smiling, "Allow me, sweetheart," He said softly.

Showering took you a while, finding yourselves too focused on one another's bodies, lost in deep kisses and soft caresses. Though, as the water grew cold and caused you to shiver, you were forced to get out. You did manage to get clean, though how long it'd take you to fuck around again and need another shower, you didn't know. Your thoughts travelled to earlier this morning and a small smile spread across your lips as you dried your body and got dressed. It felt good discovering something new about yourself but your nerves got the best of you and you begun to overthink nervously. What if your neighbours did see you? How the hell would you lie to them about... That?

"Eddie?" You looked at him through the mirror once you set the hairdryer down, "Do you think anyone heard us?" You asked with a small frown, "Outside?" He shrugged,

"Maybe, maybe not," He said, joining you as he pulled a Mötley Crüe shirt over his bare torso and sighed as he leaned in closer to the mirror to inspect his hair, "Why? Nervous you ruined your reputation with your neighbours?" He smirked,

"Well yeah," You frowned, "And like... I don't want them to blab to my parents," You sighed,

"Hey," He said softly, shifting so he was facing you and moving closer, taking your hand in his, "It'll be fine. Even if they heard, we can just pretend like we didn't hear anything," He smiled, "Deny, deny, dency. Put the blame on wild animals. It'll be okay," He smiled. You sighed, feeling slightly reassured, before glancing at your reflection,

"I prefer just denying," You said, glancing back at him in the mirror, "So we take that to the grave?" You said amused, watching as he grinned and moved his head to kiss your cheek,

"Yep. It'll be our dead body, babe" He said playfully, causing you to laugh as you hung up your towel for it to dry and moved out of the bathroom, walking downstairs- fully clothed this time. You heard the hairdryer turning on again, drowning out the soft hums escaping Eddie's lips. You sighed softly, deciding to make some sort of breakfast for you both, feeling hungry now. You placed two slices of bread in the toaster and looked into your fridge, looking over what you could eat with the bread. You decide on just regular sandwiches, quickly making them and eating the bread as you waited for Eddie to get down. You glanced down at the freezer and absentmindedly ran a hand over your neck, grimacing at the feeling the hickeys left in their wake.

You truly didn't mind the marks- they were called love bites for a reason, right? But you could admit, this time, it was a lot, and you were worried about how well they'd fade in time for your family to get back. Once you finished eating, you grabbed an ice cube, balling it in your fist to warm it up slightly, hearing the soft cracks in the warmth of your palm as you took a seat on the dining table. From where you were sitting, you could see your reflection in the microwave. It was an impractical mirror, but reflective nonetheless. You could see the dark marks and shivered pleasantly as you pressed the ice to your skin,

"What're you doing with the ice?" Eddie asked curiously, appearing in the kitchen doorway and leaning against the door frame, watching you. His hair was significantly more puffy than usual, though he looked refreshed,

"Putting it on the hickeys," You shivered, looking back at your blurry reflection as you rubbed the cool cube on your bruised skin, "Trying to help 'em go down," You said, glancing over at him. Feeling a droplet of water run down your hand, you quickly brought it to your mouth and swiped your tongue to lick it off, without thinking twice. Casting a glance to the side, you noticed the dishes were beginning to pile up; you'd have to clean them soon, though any thought of work quickly left your head because suddenly, Eddie standing close to you. You squeaked out in surprise as his hands snaked around your waist, travelling under your shirt and pressing against your skin. His lips quickly latched on to your cooled skin, licking and sucking the cold water that had built up there, smiling against it, "Eddie..." You said in a playfully-warning tone, turning to smile at him as he took the ice from you,

"Lemme help," He murmured, pushing your hair out of the way and pressing the ice to your skin. With a small gasp, you nodded your head, and let your eyes fall shut as he moved it down to the dark spots, "I can see them better than you anyways," You could hear the smile in his voice, but barely registered his words as you could only focus on the feeling of the ice gliding along your neck, "And I can't let you have all the fun by yourself, can I?" He smirked,

"Mmmhh," You hummed, tilting your head to give him better access. His other hand was resting on your hip and gently drawing circles on your skin, and you reached out and grabbed his arm to steady yourself as you started to sway slightly,

"You okay?" He asked, and you felt the ice shift down your neck, water that had melted spilling down your chest and falling beneath the fabric of the shirt you were wearing. You nodded, biting your lip and letting another small hum escape your lips, "You like this...?" He said with a suprised infliction to his tone. You bit down your lip, moving your head away from him in embarrassment and letting out a small laugh,

"It just feels... Nice," You said, moving your hands to touch your wet neck and looking up at him. Considering some time had passed, and as you had predicted, it had gotten warmer; the ice served two purposes. His eyes were slightly wide, and his pupils were dilated again. He glanced down to the ice numbing his fingertips and shifted it in his hands. His lips curled up into a smile as he watched you,

"You like this," He stated again, and you rolled your eyes,

"God Eddie- yeah," You said not facing him and moving to try and get another piece of ice for yourself so you could just do it yourself. Before you could get far, you found him grabbing your wrist,

"Woah, hey," He said, still smiling, "I'm not making fun of you, baby," He assured quickly, pressing a kiss to the side of your head as you sighed, looking up at him, "Let me finish doing this for you,"

"I can do it by myself in the mirror, Eddie," You assured, but he made a small noise of protest that you laughed at, "Eddie-"

"Let me," He whined, and you laughed again, shaking your head,

"Fine," You sighed, "If you insist," knowing how whiney he could be if he didn't get his way. Although it was endearing, it could also be incredibly annoying. So giving in, you humoured him, "I'll let you lather me in ice," You said playfully, making him smile,

"Now that's what I like to hear," He said, before nodding his head towards the table, "Up there, sweetheart," He said, and you squinted at him playfully,

"Back here you mean?" You teased, but obliged, moving to hop up on the table and situating yourself comfortably on the surface,

"You look nice up there," He said, moving over to you and kissing your lips happily, "Besides, you weren't complaining about that yesterday," He teased,

"You gave me nothing to complain about, love," You grinned, before gasping as the ice touched your neck again, "Mmmh-" You hummed, opening your mouth slightly and tilting your head back. You felt him nudge your legs open, situating himself between them as the ice glided smoothly over your reddened skin,

"Wish I knew about this sooner," He said, moving to kiss your jaw gently. Luckily, you were still coherent enough to have the mind to swat at his shoulder playfully,

"No more hickeys in obvious places," You warned, tilting your head so you could look at him,

"But they look so good on you," He gave you a small pout, holding the ice still against your skin and making you shiver at the sensation,

"You like marking me up?" You asked breathily, the spot the ice touched growing numb, gently prickling your flesh with pain. Eddie's eyes flicked from the melting ice in his hand to your face, and you grinned at the look in his eyes,

"Yeah," He said, and you moved an arm around his neck to try to draw him closer, enjoying how much his voice dropped, "You look pretty like this," He breathed, almost whispering. You only smiled at the comment, wanting to say something but gasping and letting out an involuntary moan as he slid the ice up to the spot on your neck he loved to bite and suck- the spot that always made you moan when he did so, "Fuck," He hissed, kissing your jaw before detaching his hands from you and tugging off the shirt you had put on. A few droplets of water had trailed down your neck to the space between your exposed breasts and glimmered against your skin almost too enticingly. He hummed, one of his hands quickly gripping at your breast before his head dipped, tongue darting out to lick up the water from between them,

"Eddie- fuck!" You gasped out, head falling back as you leaned back on your arms. The feeling of his tongue licking up your body and neck, sliding against the cold wet skin and mouth spreading into a grin as he laughed breathily, caused your body to shudder. His lips soon captured yours, tongue sliding over yours hungrily- the ice long melted in his warm hold,

"You taste nice," He murmured playfully into your mouth, and you laughed, pulling away as he pressed kisses to your cheek,

"It's just ice water," You said,

"It's on you though," He said playfully,

"God, you're so-"

"Charming?"

"I was going for adorable but sure- that works too," You teased, and he smirked at you, "But-" You pressed a hand to his chest to stop him before he could lower his head down to your neck again. Suddenly growing nervous as he gave you a confused look, you searched your head for excuses as to why you didn't want to have sex with him right now. The truth was you just showered. You didn't want to get sweaty and, well, wet, again and have to clean up, "We can't uh..." You swallowed nervously, "Not now," You tried,

"Alright," You exhaled a breath you didn't know you were holding. Of course, Eddie Munson wouldn't be angry that you were denying having sex with him- he would never pressure you to do something you didn't want to, you knew that,

"It's only because-" You started trying to explain yourself,

"Hey," He said softly as he handed you your shirt back so you could put it on, "You don't need to explain yourself to me," He said softly, moving to kiss your cheek once you were clothed, "You're fine, sweetheart," He said, and you felt like crying again. Before you could say anything else, he turned his head and moved to your sink, "We should stop neglecting these before they pile up," You watched him, a little shocked that he had somehow read your mind from earlier, but... Elated with how well this went.

Very quickly into dating Eddie you realised this relationship was much different to any other you had been in. With Eddie, it felt like he actually fucking cared about you, like he wasn't with you for just status or sex. Not to discredit the sex- holy fuck was it he the best you'd ever had. Actually enjoying yourself during the act and laughing together instead of being used for someone else's pleasure? There truly wasn't a minute with him that you didn't feel complete love and adoration for him, and from him. The fact that you could say no and he'd respect you and offer to do something else without whining about it? Sure the bar was low, but he proved he could really step higher,

"Hello," He said with an amused chuckle as you moved behind him, wrapping your arms around his middle to hug him gently, resting your forehead between his shoulder blades. You could feel their gentle movements of his body as he cleaned the few dishes in the sink, and they managed to soothe you. As he spoke, you smiled softly, sniffling and not realising you were crying till now, "You okay back there?" He asked, and though you could still hear the smile in his tone, there was a twinge of worry lacing his words together,

"I just love you a lot, Eddie," You breathed, moving your head to press a kiss to his clothed skin, and shifting to let go of him as you heard the water turn off. He dried his hands quickly, before turning and enveloping you in a hug, "Sorry-" You said, sighing as more tears slipped down your cheeks,

"It's okay," He assured, lifting a hand up to help wipe them from your face, still smiling, "I've got you,"

"Yeah," You laughed softly, "God-" You huffed, frustrated, "It's just that-"

"You've just got a lot of emotions, I know," He smiled, kissing your forehead gently, and you sighed, relaxing into his embrace and wrapping your arms around him again, pressing your face into his chest, "Hey," He said softly, making you look up at him, "How about I treat you to something today, hmm?" He offered, "We can go for a ride and get some ice cream at the Dairy Queen?" He offered,

"The nearest DQ's way out of town in Franklin," You said,

"So? I've got gas," He assured you, and you sighed softly, shaking your head with a small smile, "C'mon. I'll get you a sundae," You laughed at that,

"I'm fine with the parlour we have here," You said softly, "But thanks for the offer," You said, looking up at him,

"Aw, c'mon. Just the Hawkins Ice Cream Parlour, really?" He said, "I wanted to treat you," You huffed playfully,

"There's the treat-talk again," You noticed, poking his chest playfully. The chain of his necklace peeking out slightly from under the shirt he wore, and you skimmed a finger over it with a smile, "I'm not a pet, you know," You said playfully,

"I didn't say you were!" He said quickly, "I'm just trying to do something nice for you, baby!" He grinned, causing you to laugh, gently pushing him away. You moved to leave, only to feel him grab your hand before you could get too far, "Hey, come back here," he said, pulling you back into him. You laughed again, standing in front of him and looking at him expectantly. Gently, he set a hand on your cheek, while the other came to rest on top of your hip before he kissed you,

"Mmmh," You hummed against him, gently resting your hands on his arms, "What's this for?" You asked- you didn't want to start crying again. He simply smiled at you, looking over your face before sighing contently,

"I just love you," He said your name, and you felt the gentle prickle of tears in your eyes again. God damn it. With a small laugh, you shook your head,

"Eddie, you'll make me cry again," You teased, reaching a hand up to your eyes dramatically,

"It's true though," He said, pressing his lips against your forehead, "I love you," He murmured into your skin, and you smiled as you hugged him tightly again,

"Hmm," You hummed into his chest, "I love you too- but we can't keep standing in the kitchen and telling each other how much we love each other," You said,

"Why not?" He grinned, although reluctantly let you go, "Gimmie a good reason," He teased,

"You promised me a date and ice cream?" You reminded as you began walking from the kitchen,

"Shit, why'd I do that?" He said playfully as he followed you, and you couldn't help but laugh at his joke,

"I thought it was because you loved me," You teased, taking a step up the stairs,

"Oh, right," He smiled, grabbing your hand again before you could move further up the stairs and holding on to your neck as he leaned up to kiss you,

"Mhm," You hummed as you parted, taking the hand on your skin in yours and leading him up with you, "I gotta get ready to leave- shouldn't take me too long," You assured,

"That's okay. I always find a way to entertain myself," He said, sighing as you let go of him once you made it into your bedroom. You made your way to the vanity table, stepping over his bag that had been carelessly left at the foot of your bed,

"It better not involve me," You said with a smile, "I gotta concentrate on covering up all this," You touched your neck as he took a seat at the edge of your bed. You watched him from the mirror, and at your words, he quickly turned his head to look at you touching your neck, fingers sliding over the marks he had left. He simply grinned, flashing his teeth at you,

"I think you should just leave them. I don't think anyone will care too much... Or you could wear like a tonne of necklaces," He said playfully, causing you to laugh loudly and reach for the concealer, "Why're you laughing? It's a great idea," He said,

"Shut up, Eddie," You grinned, sending him a slight glare through the mirror, "It's a terrible idea," He sent you back a wink, and you only sighed as you focused on making sure all the marks were covered up,

"I didn't say anything," He grinned, and you simply gave him another glare, before focusing on your task. As he went quiet behind you, you gave him a few looks through the mirror just to check up on him, though for the moment, he appeared to be fascinated by the rug on your floor. He then began humming something to himself, bopping his head with whatever song was stuck in his head. The cassette players tape had run its corse and was silent now. He then crouched down, unzipped his bag and dugh through it. You focused back on your reflection in the mirror, getting lost in your task for a few moments,

"Shit," You heard from behind you, causing your head to perk up. You had just finished applying make-up to the large, purple bruises littering your neck- if someone looked up close, they'd see something was up, but otherwise, you looked fine. You started doing your usual make-up on your face, but stopped, curious with what he was up to...

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silver - n. patrick

ok, so this is my first time writing anything to do with the NHL, so feedback is greatly appreciated

Nolan Patrick x reader

summary: the one where everyone around you is annoyed of how oblivious the two of you are

my requests are open-- taglist: @sortagaysortahigh

wc: 7.9k

a/n: this is one of my favorite things i’ve ever written omg. also huge shoutout to @barbienoturbby and @sunsetholland for reading this and for validation

warnings: angst, mutual pining, a few swear words, you and nol being oblivious, fighting, brief mention of injury

(gif not mine)

When you got the ‘SOS’ text from Nolan, you quickly assumed the worst. Knowing that he had just gotten out of practice you assumed he had gotten hurt during practice or he was dealing with another migraine and since it was your day off from your job as the Flyers trainer, you assumed the worst - one of your coworkers was there, but that didn’t mean that Nolan would go to them. You were caught even more off guard when he sent a second text a few minutes later, ‘i’m picking you up in 15. be ready’

The cryptic messages from your best friend weren’t helping your confusion, so you decided the best option was to call him. He picked up shortly after the second ring, “Hey y/n/n, what’s up?”

“What’s up? That’s all you have to say after those wack text messages?”

“Um, when you put it like that? Then yes,” you didn’t have to see his face to know that he was smirking, “anyways, I just parked, so I’ll be up to your apartment soon, bye.”

With that, he ended the call, once again adding to your confusion. Deciding the only thing you could honestly do, you got up from your couch and got dressed. You were halfway through getting your hair done when you heard the door to your apartment unlock.

Walking towards the door you saw Nolan, his hair still somewhat wet since he rushed here after practice. “Okay, do I get some form of explanation, or are you just going to stand there?”

“Look, I kinda fucked up. But just hear me out, okay?” he rushed out as he paced your living room.

“What do you mean you kinda fucked up?”

“Okay, so... at practice, me and the boys were talking about the charity gala that’s this Friday and a few comments might have been made about how I don’t have a date.”

“Let me guess. And your dumbass went, ‘I have a date, blah, blah, blah, who just happens to work for our team and you all know her’ and I got roped into the equation?” you said, jokingly.

“Wait, how’d you know?” he said with no hint of humor in his voice.

“Wait, you’re serious? I just assumed you needed me to find you a date? But you said I was your date?” heat rushed to your face at the thought of being Nolan’s fake date to the gala. You don’t know how you’re supposed to make it a whole night while having to pretend to be his.

He simply nodded in response, “Please, y/n/n. It would mean so much. You obviously don’t have to and I can just say you can’t make it or whatever, but-”

“Nol, it’s fine,” you said, cutting off his rambling, “I’m pretty sure I need a dress though.”

Nolan’s smile grew when he heard what you said, “Yeah, that’s why I came here. I kinda figured you’d say yes anyway, so it just kinda worked out.”

“Oh, don’t try to act all cocky on me now, you were just pacing my living room in fear that I would say no.”

“Besides the point. Anyways, let’s go get you that dress,” Nolan said, grabbing your hand and leading you out the apartment. You did your best to ignore the butterflies in your stomach as your hand intertwined with his.

“So, what does your suit look like?” you asked as you glanced around the store for a dress. “Oh, I was just thinking simple black, but I’ll match the tie with whatever color your dress or shoes are. We have to make sure they think we’re actually together.”

“Y-yeah. You’re right,” his words hurt you a little more than they should have. He was right. This wasn’t real and if you didn’t sell it well enough then Nolan would get the backhand of it. “What if I got that black dress over there?” you pointed to a simple off the shoulder black dress with a slit up to your mid-thigh,” and then get colorful shoes that you can get a tie to match?”

You missed the way Nolan gulped when you were busy looking for your size. He already knew the dress would look amazing on you, so when you found your size he knew he was in for it. “I’m going to go try this on real quick, I’ll be back,” you said before making your way to talk to an associate there.

As soon as you stepped out of the dressing room in the dress, he knew he was screwed. His mind immediately going places that it shouldn’t have.“Nol, what do you think?” you asked, snapping him out of his thoughts. He was thinking a lot more than he should have. “Oh, uh, you look beautiful, y/n,” he forced out.

“I feel like this look would need a statement necklace or something to go with it, to kinda draw it all together, you know,” you said before doing a spin, “I don’t think I’m going to get it though.”

“You’re getting it,” he insisted. He didn’t care about the price, he knew that the dress was meant for you. He didn’t care that he might only see it once, but he could tell you loved the dress. He also loved you in the dress.

Whenever you got home that night, you were met with your roommate in the kitchen. “So, you going to tell me where you and Nolan were all day? And don’t try to deny it, I heard your conversation this morning about the gala,” Mae teased.

Mae had known you long enough to know how you felt about Nolan, she also knew Nolan well enough to know how he felt about you. Being the photographer for the Flyers, gave her an insight into the many interactions that you and Nolan had - both of you always looking for the other when there’s practice or a game, stolen glances when he’s on the bench, and him going out of his way to see you in your office (even when he isn’t hurt). She knew that if the two of you just said how you felt, that the two you would be happy with each other.

“If you heard our conversation, I don’t know why you’re asking what we did. We went shopping, that’s all.”

“Have y’all confessed your love for each other yet? Or is it still ‘unknown’ information?”

“It’s all very one-sided and you know that.”

“Not according to Kevin,” you scoffed.

“Okay, so one person says otherwise.”

“Or TK, or Hartsy, or-”

“Okay, okay. I get it.”

“Pretty much anyone on the Flyers roster would agree with me,” Mae said, making sure her point was clear. Even with everything she said, you still didn’t believe her. “You should honestly just talk to him. And maybe actually be honest about how you feel for once.”

“Anyways, I have to go shower now. I still have to get some stuff ready for the gala tomorrow,” you left before she could say anything more.

…..

Nolan had decided to take it upon himself to make sure you had the best possible day that you could. Since he didn’t have practice, he decided to go to your favorite bakery and get you breakfast and your favorite coffee. Knowing that you most likely wouldn’t be up for a while, he swung by a jewelry shop to get you a necklace to go with your dress to ‘bring the look together’.

“Hello sir, how can I help you today?” the salesperson said when Nolan walked in.

“Oh, so I was wondering if you had any type of hockey charms? Or initial charms?”

“Yes, we do actually. Silver or gold?”

“Definitely silver,” he said, thinking back to your shoes and his tie.

“Alright, if you’ll follow me,” the man led Nolan over to a glass display, directing him to the sports charms that they had. When Nolan saw the hockey charms, he smiled at the thought of you wearing it. “And what initial did you want, sir?”

“An ‘N’ “

After he paid for the necklace he made his way towards your apartment. Using the spare key you had given him when you took into account how many times he came over, he opened your front door.

“I still forget the fact that you have a key,” Mae said looking up from the couch, “Is that what I think it is?”

“Which thing?” Nolan said, setting his keys down on the counter. He noticed that you weren’t in the living room and assumed you were still asleep.

“I was just talking about the coffee and bag from the cafe, but is there something else?”

Nolan simply nodded, “yeah, I just want y/n to have a good day since she’s going with me to the gala.”

Mae eyed him suspiciously, “What else did you get her?”

“Huh?”

“You said ‘which thing’, which hints that there’s more than just coffee.”

“Oh, I got her a necklace for tonight.”

“Did you give her a key to your apartment and an engagement ring, too? Or is that next week?”

Nolan simply rolled his eyes at her statement, “It’s not like that.”

“It’s only that way because both of you are stubborn and oblivious. Did you get me a bagel or just her?” Mae said, glancing at the bag. Nolan nodded before getting everything out of the bag, “thanks, Nolan.”

He made his way towards your room, quietly opening the door to make sure not to wake you. Stopping for a moment at your door when he saw your sleeping form, before making his way to your bed. “y/n/n, I got you your favorite,” he said gently.

“Too early,” you groaned into your pillow, causing Nolan to laugh. “Babe, it’s 1 pm and Mae said you even went to bed early,” Nolan didn’t realize what he had said, but after hearing him say that nickname you were wide awake.

“It’s still too early,” you said, finally sitting up, “but what did you get me?”

“Your usual,” he handed you the bad when he noticed you had gotten settled against your headboard.

“Thanks, Nol. You know you don’t have to do-,” you paused as you noticed the jewelry box that he was still holding, “what’s in the box?”

“Oh, I-uh, I got you something for tonight. Obviously, you don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to, I just thought it would look nice with the dress,” he wasn’t even sure what prompted him to get it.

“Show me,” you said, taking a drink of your coffee.

“What?”

“Nol, show me what you got me,” you chuckled at his obvious nervousness. He ignored the fear that you would hate it as he struggled to open the box. When he finally got the box open, he immediately passed the box over to you. The anxious feeling in his chest only grew when there was no immediate response from you.

“I, uh, wow. Nolan, you shouldn’t have. You didn’t have to do this, you know.”

“Y-yeah, I know. But you said you needed a necklace to go with it and you honestly deserve so much for agreeing to go with me,” he said, finally meeting your eyes. “You deserve the world, y/n/n,” he whispered, averting his gaze down to your lips. You weren’t sure if you imagined it or not, but when you looked back up at him, he had gotten closer than he was before.

“Nol,” you whispered, as you noticed that he was getting closer, his lips eventually ghosting over yours.

“Hey, Nol, these bagels are great are you sure that you got them from the usual cafe,” Mae yelled as she barged into your room, causing the two of you to practically jump away from each other.

“Um, yeah,” he stated, his voice laced with annoyance,” the same one that’s a block away. Just like the bag says.”

He immediately shot a glare your way at the sound of both you and Mae laughing, “god, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Don’t you agree, y/n?”

“Oh, yeah. For sure,” Nolan’s face softening at the sound of you laughing.

…..

Mae stayed in your room while you got ready for the gala - helping you out anytime you needed with either your hair or makeup. As she listened to you ramble about Nolan and the day you had yesterday, she knew she had to interfere. Quickly pulling out her phone, she pulled up the contact of the one person she knew who would help her out, who just happened to be Nolan’s best friend.

heyyy teeks, i need your help

tk: i feel like you only text me when you need something. but what’s up

y/n and nolan.

tk : oh ok, yeah. he said she was his date for tonight though? i just assumed they finally talked it out?

well, they’re going as the others ‘fake date’. i’m very impatient and they are very dumb, so i need you to think of something

tk : why can’t you think of something?

i won’t be at the gala + i’m out of ideas

After the exchange of many text messages, Mae and Travis finally had a plan to help their two dumbass friends finally talk about how they felt.

“Who are you texting?” you asked when you saw Mae furiously typing away.

“Oh, just asking Teeks about the practice schedule?” she said, quickly coming up with an excuse.

“You know we work at the same time? Right? Like our schedules are the exact same?”

“Oh, yeah. I just wanted to see when would be a good time to get some statements for the team’s Instagram stories.”

You nodded hesitantly,” for some odd reason, I don’t believe you. But I also don’t know if I really want to know.”

“Anyways, what time is Nol picking you up?”

“He should be here-,” stopping when you heard the front door unlock, “now.”

Before you were even able to stand up from your vanity, Mae was already at the door. “Woah, Nolan, who knew you could clean up well.”

“Wow, Mae. You’re always so nice to me,” Nolan grumbled in response, “where’s y/n/n?”

“She should be out soon. She looks hot as hell, by the way. I know you’ll see her, but I just thought I’d let you know beforehand.”

“Well, it is her. She always looks beautiful,” he said without a second thought.

“Ooooh, Nol. You getting soft on us? Over a girl? Gasp. Never saw that one coming.”

“Mae, shut the literal fuck up. I swear if you make one more joke about me and y/n, I’ll-” before he was able to finish his sentence, you had emerged from the hallway wearing the dress. The dress. The same dress that nearly made him pass out in the store. Except now, you also had on the necklace with his initial and the shoes that matched what he was wearing. “Wow.”

You giggled at his reaction, trying to ignore the heat that rushed to your face, “wow to you, too.”

“Was that you were saying, Nolan? I make one more joke about you and-” Mae interrupted, snapping both you and Nolan out of whatever trance you were in. Nolan saw the look of confusion cross your face, “I won’t get you any bagels next time I go out.”

“Oh, you wouldn’t!”

“I would, actually.”

“Okay, did I miss something?” you said, looking between your two best friends.

“No,” the both of them said simultaneously.

….. As the two of you entered the ballroom that the gala was taking place, you took note of the amount of orange, black, and white decorations filling the room. All the players were scattered throughout the ballroom with their dates, some dancing, some near the bar, others talking.

Nolan kept his arm wrapped around your waist as he led you near Travis and Joel, who were standing near the bar. He let his arm fall when you mentioned you needed to go talk to Ryanne and made his way over to the boys.

“Dude, I thought you were joking when you said you were bringing y/n as your date,” Joel said when he knew you were far enough away.

“She looks hot as hell, I say that respectfully. If Mae found out I said that - in any context - she would murder me,” Travis knew that what he was saying would have an effect on his friend, that’s exactly why he said it. This was the plan that he and Mae had agreed to, the plan they hoped would work.

Nolan clenched his jaw, his body becoming tense from the words that he had heard from his friends. “Ok, Travis,” he simply nodded, in hopes that the conversation would end there.

“I mean is she still single?” Joel added.

“Well, I mean, yes, but-”

“I might ask her out soon. I mean you said she was single, right?”

“Yeah, but-”

“Ooh, Farabee’s getting bold,” Travis added.

Before Nolan could get another word out, you had made your back to the boys. “Hey, Nols. Did you want to go dance with me?” you asked, using all the courage you had in you.

“No,” he inwardly grimaced at how sharp his answer came out, but he was upset. He knew you deserve someone better than him. All his insecurities were reaching the surface over a simple statement his friend had made.

“No?”

“Yeah, why don’t you ask Farabee,” your brows furrowed as you saw him get up and walk away, joining Carter and Hayes at a table.

“Um, what’s up with him?”

“Farabee made a joke about his hair,” Travis made up on the spot.

“Oh, his hair?” to which both boys nodded, “um, alright.”

Your thoughts were racing. You knew it was something other than a joke about his hair, he would have chirped back if it was something like that. You hesitantly agreed to dance with Joel, knowing that after you danced you need to talk to Nolan. You and Joel made small talk, but your mind was a thousand miles away. “I can tell your mind is on something else, what’s up?” Joel interrupted your thoughts.

“I know you didn’t say anything about his hair,” you shot him a pointed look.

Joel only chuckled in response, “oh yeah, me and Teeks were trying to get him to admit something about how he felt about you, but instead he got all snarky. It definitely defeated the purpose of the joke, but we didn’t expect him to not say anything. If you go to him and talk to him, I’m sure it’ll all be okay.”

Once the song that was playing ended, that’s exactly what you did.

Or at least that was what you planned on doing.

You knew that finally telling Nolan how you felt would be risky. That’s what had stopped you so many times. But right now, the stars seemed to have aligned. Every one of your friends was telling you that things were mutual and that nothing would go wrong if you were just honest. Everything was leaning in the right direction.

Until you hit a stop sign.

That stop sign being Nolan being nowhere in sight. And once you saw him, you wished you hadn’t. You watched from a distance as the person you were about to confess your feelings to had another girl in his arms. An ex-fling of his that he said he was over. Her making advances, him not necessarily ignoring them.

Quickly turning on your heel, you grabbed your phone out of your clutch and called Mae. “Hey babes. Are you calling to say you won’t be home and that you and Nol- are you crying?”

“Can you just come and get me? If you can’t I can get a ride home, but-” you sniffled.

“Yeah, yeah, of course. I’m on my way.”

Your feet led you towards the front lounge area near the entrance where you waited on Mae. You didn’t want to talk about anything, so you texted TK asking him to come to the front entrance.

“Love, what happened?”

“Nolan was- he was, uh. Fuck. tried to-to go talk to him and he was with his ex, but yeah. He was already avoiding me before and I was just wanting to tell him,” by the time you had finished explaining, Travis had already enveloped you in his arms.

“Nolan is an idiot, alright? He’ll realize his mistake, but don’t blame yourself, ok?”

Before you could respond, you got the text from Mae saying she was here. “Mae’s here.”

“Make sure you get some rest and let me know if you need me to beat him up for you,” he said, finally getting you to smile.

When you finally made it to Mae’s car, she passed you a pint of your favorite ice cream and then the two of you made your way home. She didn’t know ho

…..

“Nolan James Patrick, get your ass over here before I drag you off the ice,” Mae yelled throughout the rink. It was only a few people running drills, so she wasn’t interrupting an ‘official’ practice - she wouldn’t care if she had. Mae had to finish editing some new posts for the Flyers’ social media and she also had to kick Nolan Patrick’s ass, so might as well kill two birds with one stone.

“So you won’t answer my calls, but you’ll drag me out of morning skate?” Nolan said, as he skated towards where she was standing.

“Yes, exactly. What the fuck happened? y/n won’t leave her room and she told me she’s debating calling off work tomorrow, which is dumb because she’s the only trainer competent enough for game days.”

“She just assumed the worst, that’s what happened. And if she wants to avoid me that much, so be it,” he stepped off the ice to get closer to Mae.

“You aren’t slick, Pat. Everyone can see how miserable you are without her. And it’s only been like 10 hours.”

He knew Mae was right. He felt awful for what had happened at the gala, spending all the time after you left sulking and he only came to morning skate to get his mind off things, but he could only imagine how you had felt. “Look, Joel said something about asking her out, I was mad, and I also happened to run into an ex. Nothing happened between me and her, but I think y/n/n saw. Is she going to be ok?”

“Well, all things considered, if you clear up the air with her and actually talk to her like a man, instead of acting like a prepubescent boy. I’m sure she’ll be okay, but the two of you actually have to talk.”

Nolan’s head wasn’t in the right space, from morning skate or to regular practice. His mind was anywhere else, but in the game. It was so bad that he was close to being benched for his next game. His teammates were aware of what was going on, knowing they had to do something to at least get his head in the right spot.

You weren’t supposed to come in to work until later tonight to prepare for the game, but Mae had asked for your help with a piece she was working on about the Flyers staff and trainers. So, you quickly packed up your work bag and made your way to the rink. Going to your office first, you expected Mae to be the person in the chair, but you were met with the one person you were trying to avoid. “y/n, hey.”

Your heart skipped a beat after hearing his voice for the first time in a while. “Hey, Nolan. Look about the other night, it wasn’t my place to be upset. I was only there as your fake date, so me getting upset about seeing you with another girl shouldn’t have bothered me as much as it did.”

“No, y/n/n. What happened on my part wasn’t right, you’re not in the wrong for reacting how you did,” he knew you would take the blame, but he also knew he had to make sure that how you felt was reasonable and there was nothing wrong with you reacting.

“Look, me and you are fine, I promise. We’re back to being best friends, I have to go talk to Mae. I’ll see you tomorrow,” you said before turning around and leaving Nolan. You hadn’t said everything that you wanted to, but right now wasn’t the time.

Nolan started following you out of your office, making an attempt to catch up to you. “y/n/n, nothing happened between me and her, I promise.” He could only watch as you kept walking away.

…...

“So, are you and Nol going to do your handshake? Or are you going to let the team lose against the Islanders? Like I know you know some of the guys on the team, but that’s very disloyal of you,” Mae asked as she opened the door to the arena, quickly stepping to the side so that way you could jump and hit the top of the door.

“You do realize that the results of the game don’t depend on if me and Nol do the handshake?”

“Alright, Ms. ‘I have to hit the top of the doorway or else we’ll lose’. You literally left the arena crying one day because you forgot to do it.” Game days were very ritualistic, for both staff and the players. Many players had their own habits and rituals that they knew helped them win a game, some of the staff had their own rituals - you included.

You always made sure to get you and Mae your usual coffee order before the two of you made your way to the rink. Every time you entered the arena or left your office, you would jump up to hit the top of the doorway - which everyone on the team thought was hilarious, even though a lot of them started doing it themselves. Then there was the secret handshake you and Nolan do almost every time he goes on the ice.

“Look, my habits are reasonable, but I don’t know if the handshake will happen today,” you answered honestly.

“Knowing him, he’s not going to let you avoid it. He needs it just as much as you do.”

“What do you mean?”

Mae chuckled in response, “you really are oblivious sometimes. Alright, well anytime you two do the handshake, both of you visibly light up. I’ve seen it enough times to know that I’m not wrong. It’s a part of both of your routines and you’ll freak out if it doesn’t happen, so even though stuff is going on between the two of you, it’s not going to change the fact that you’re both a part of the others routine.” You visibly gaped at your best friend, which only made her laugh harder. “Look, you can act shocked all you want, but the two of you are so used to seeing each other at least once a day, that the two of you not talking consistently is driving both of you crazy.”

“I’m not going to agree, but I’m not going to deny it.”

“You literally can’t deny it because I’m right,” she said in a sing-song voice.

“Anyways, moving on. What posts do you have planned for tonight's game?”

“Well, I’ve kinda been working on a secret project, but I still need a few more shots for it. But other than that, just the usual posts of goals made and action shots.”

“Ooh, secret project? Am I allowed in the secret social media project?”

“No, you’re not at that level of clearance yet, top secret,” she smirked,”also, you know it’s almost time for morning practice and if I remember correctly, you still have to do your job. You still haven’t gotten your bag from your office yet, so you better hurry babes.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I’ll meet you down there?” to which she nodded in response. As the two of you made your way down to the ice, you took a detour to get to your office, leaving Mae by herself.

Mae went to the usual spot that the two of you would stand during morning skate, which also happened to be the same spot that you would stand at during the games, right in between the bench and the tunnel. While you were in your office, Mae was able to set up to get a few action shots - even though it was just morning skate she loved getting pictures of the boys when they weren’t necessarily in their competitive mode.

While she was taking a few pictures, she noticed Nolan looking around the rink, his eyes always coming back to where she stood after finishing a drill or lap. When she saw Travis skate near the bench, she quietly called him over, “dude, look at Nolan. He looks like a lost puppy.”

Nolan’s head still wasn’t in the right spot, he was able to get it together enough to be able to play, but his head was everywhere else. When he saw Mae, he immediately started looking for you, which only bummed him out more when he realized you might have actually called in saying you wouldn’t be able to make it.

“Oh, yeah. He’s been like that all day since he hasn’t seen y/n here. Did she actually call in like she said she would?”

“No, she’s just in her office getting her bag. She threatened not to do their handshake, so you know things are serious,” she said, taking a few more pictures.

“Damn, Pat will go insane if she’s actually serious.”

“She’s not serious, she better not be at least.”

“Oh shit, the project. You’re still working on it?” TK asked, to which Mae nodded.

“You mean to tell me Teeks knows about the project and I don’t,” you interjected, causing them both to laugh.

“Dude, Pat thought you actually called in today and he looked like he was going to cry,” Travis added.

“Who told him I was thinking about calling in?” you asked, looking between the duo in front of you.

“I kinda showed up to practice yesterday and threatened him. Nothing serious, just the usual ‘get your shit together or else’,” Mae said, shrugging, “he’s very threatened by those shorter than him.”

At the sound of your laugh, Nolan’s head immediately snapped over to where he knew you usually stood, seeing you around Mae and Teeks. His face and mood immediately lighting up at the sight of you standing there.

Teeks left shortly after, leaving you and Mae alone. “Was Nol that worried I wouldn’t come?”

“Bitch, you can’t be serious right now? Of course he was worried, you’re basically his good luck charm at this point.”

“I’m not-”

“You are. Don’t even try to deny it. You and I both know it. I’ll see you at lunch”

Nolan took notice of how quickly you looked for him whenever Mae left. He wasn’t sure if it was intentional or just routine, but the smile that you sent his way had him forgetting any worries he had. Just as he was about to come over to you, Coach ushered him to do media. Quickly sending you a sad smile, he followed.

As soon as the boys cleared out from morning skate to head to do media, you started getting the benches ready for the game; getting the water bottles filled, making sure there were enough sticks, and checking that all the pucks were there. You took your time, as you still had quite a bit of time before you had to head to meetings with other staff members.

Shortly after staff meetings and lunch with Mae were done, you got a text from Zach, your assistant trainer, saying that the Islanders were in the process of getting settled. Since you trusted Zach to take care of that, you took this time to check on any injuries that any players had to make sure that they were in the best shape they could be for the game today.

mattyb: psst. is the room clear? me and tito can’t be seen talking to the enemy

you’re good to come into the training room, idk what the hallway looks like though

When you heard the door close, you didn’t even have to look up from what you were doing to know who it was. Quickly turning around you saw two of your closest friends, “I didn’t think I’d actually miss you guys and here we are.”

“Did y/n y/l/n just admit to missing us? Did I miss something?” Tito said.

“Ooh, I think Philly has made her go soft. Let’s take a moment of silence for our fallen friend,” Mat added.

“Do you two ever shut up?”

“There she is,” Mat came over to you to give you a hug, Tito following behind.

“I’m surprised you willingly hugged me. Matty B, I’m the enemy here,” you said, causing Mat to roll his eyes at the nickname.

“Back at it with that stupid nickname.”

“Don’t worry, y/n/n, we both know he loves that nickname.”

The three of you took the time that you had to catch up, eventually ending up walking throughout the arena back towards their locker room. Wishing both of the boys luck, Tito walked into the locker room first, but you noticed Mat seemed hesitant on walking in. “What’s up?”

“What do you mean what’s up?” you asked, unsure of what he was meaning.

“No, I can clearly tell that something is wrong. Tito probably noticed too, he just doesn’t mention stuff like that.”

“Um, stuff is going on with me and Nolan. I don’t really know what, it’s just this really long story.”

“Did he do something? I’ll beat him up if you need me to?”

“No, no. Nothing happened, well stuff did, but nothing that you need to beat him up for.”

“Did you finally tell him how you feel? Did he reject you or something?”

“No, um, me and him went to a charity gala together, but only as each other's fake date. I didn’t bring it up as wanting anything else, but then some other stuff happened and now we’re in this awkward ‘we’re fine, but won’t talk it out’ stage. And it’s just hard right now,” you simply shrugged.

“You know, I don’t know much about him, but I’m sure there’s a lot that has been left unsaid for way too long and now it’s just needing to be out in the open. You two will figure it out, I’m sure,” Mat quickly gave you a hug, “now, I have to go get ready to win this game, so if you’ll excuse me.”

“Oh, be ready Barzy, my boys will kick your ass.”

“We shall see, y/n. We shall see.”

Once you saw that Mat had gone back to the locker room, you started making your way back to the Flyers locker room for pregame meetings. You still had at least 30 minutes before the meetings started, but you assumed that the boys would either be stretching or messing around. “You know, you talking to the enemy could get you fired, y/n/n,” you heard Joel say as he walked beside you.

“Hey, Beezer. How are you today?”

“I’m doing great. I’d be better if my favorite trainer wasn’t seen talking to the enemy,” he nudged you with his elbow.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I didn’t spoil any secrets, I promise. No game plans were exposed.”

“Hmm. Wait til Nols hears about this one,” he paused when you visibly tensed, “you guys haven’t talked have you? That’s why morning skate was kinda wack.”

“Well, we have talked, but I don’t think everything that needed to be said was said.”

“So, why don’t you go say it? Simple.”

“He’s not saying much either,” you said, defensively to which he could only roll his eyes.

“Well both of you are acting like a couple of 14 year olds that don’t know how to talk to the person they like, no offense, but it’s annoying,” he said, matter of factly.

You knew Joel was right, he had simply said what everyone around you was thinking. You knew that what he had said the night of the gala was right. You knew what Mae had said about the two of you being a part of each other’s routine was right. You knew - although you would never say it to his face - that Mat was right, too.

Reaching down, you instinctively grabbed the necklace that Nolan gave you. You only looked up when you heard chuckling in front of you, “what?”

“Your first instinct was to grab the necklace he got you, it might not seem like a lot, but it says a lot.”

…..

Nolan stepped out of the locker room and quickly followed the boys towards the rink. He unconsciously kept an eye out for you, knowing that if he didn’t do the handshake it would throw him off. When warm ups started and he only saw Zach, he started to become worried. The handshake only had to happen before each period, but it often happened more than three times throughout the game.

Midway through warm up Travis nudged him, who pointed towards where you and Mae were walking closer. He watched as Mae nudged you and pointed in his direction, to which you quickly jogged over, “ok, sorry I didn’t get here before warm-ups. But here’s what’s going to happen ok: you go out there and kick some ass. Specifically so I can prove a point to Mat and Tito, but anyways, you go out there and you help win this game. Then once the game is over we figure out whatever is going on with us. Okay?”

Nolan’s smile only grew, he simply nodded. “Of course, you think I’d let your stupid New York friends win?”

“I would hope not,” you gave him a quick hug and watched as he started to walk away, “I know damn well that you’re not walking away without doing this handshake,” Nolan quickly took off his gloves so that you could do your handshake,“ there we go. Now you better beat them or else I’ll never hear the end of it.”

Once the National Anthem was over, the first period started. You already knew that this game would be a tough one, you knew enough about both teams to know that it would be a very close game. By the end of the first, the score was 2-1, the Islanders ahead.

After the intermission, both teams came back ready for more. You knew the signs of the Islanders getting cocky and you hoped it was noticeable, you and Nolan did your handshake one more time before he went back on the ice. About halfway through the second period, Nolan and Travis had helped get another goal, tying up the score.

As the team was celebrating your eyes found Nolan’s to which he simply pointed at you in response. You scanned the rest of the rink, only to see Mat and Tito pointing between you and Nolan, your eyebrows furrowed to which they only smiled in response. Oh no. You looked back to Nolan, who was skating back to the bench for water, only to see Tito approaching him from the other side.

You couldn’t hear what was said, but you knew that whatever it was caused Nolan to get angry. His eyes met yours once more and you only hoped he would ignore whatever was said. You let out a breath of air as he skated back to the bench. Nolan wasn’t on the ice for the next play, but you could see the way he kept his eyes trained on Tito.

You watched as Mat had the puck, passing it to Tito as they scored another goal. As they celebrated you visibly gaped as Tito pointed in your direction. You could see the smirk grow on his face from what you assumed was Nolan’s reaction.

You prepared for the worst when Nolan went back on the ice. TK, who was still on the bench, looked back at you with a questioning look. “This is bad, this is very bad,” you whispered.

“Pssh, he’ll be fine. He hardly ever-” before Travis could even finish his sentence, you saw Nolan and Tito’s gloves come off. “Ok, forget I said that.” You watched as the two boys fought, eventually both were pulled apart by the refs and were ushered towards the penalty box.

“Dumbass.”

The game continued and the two of them eventually got out of the penalty box. By the end of the second period, the score was 3-2, the boys only needed to get at least one point to be able to win the game. You were beyond mad at Tito and Mat for egging Nolan on, but you were also mad at Nolan for letting it get to him.

When you and Nolan did your handshake, you took notice of how his hands were already slightly bruised from the fight, but you would tend to that later. The game proceeded, eventually with both teams tied with only a few minutes left, so either someone would score or the game would go into overtime.

Everyone in the arena is on the edge of their seats, unsure of what the outcome of the game will be. Carter was able to block all of the Islanders attempts at a goal, which allowed the guys to be able to score without fear of a comeback from the Isles. With less than 20 seconds left, a goal is made by the Flyers. We won the game.

The atmosphere of the arena erupted in cheers and celebration, the boys crowding around on the ice. You smiled as you watched the team celebrate the win that they just had, your smile growing more when you saw that Nolan was once again looking your way. “He’s been looking your way the whole game and you want to tell me he doesn’t think of you as his good luck charm? Okay, y/n,” Mae said, interrupting your thought process.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. No need for that,” you said rolling your eyes, “You’ll meet me by the training room once you’re done?”

She simply nodded in response. Staying in the arena for a while as fans and spectators cleared out, you cleared off the benches and started making your way back to the training room. “y/n,” a familiar voice yelled from behind you as you passed the visiting locker rooms.

Turning around you saw Tito approaching, Mat following behind. “Look, I’m sorry about what I did. I shouldn’t have dragged you into it.”

“Yeah, you really shouldn’t have, but as long as you left it on the ice we’re cool. Just know that I’m not afraid to punch you out either. I appreciate the apology though, T.”

“Please don’t punch him again, but now that I know we’re cool. Can we just take a second and mention the reaction that we got out of Nolan?” Mat questioned.

“Exactly, I wouldn’t react that way unless I was literally in love with the girl. He’s whipped, dude,” Tito added.

“He’s not.”

“He is,” the pair in front of you said in unison. “It’s so obvious and the two of you are just oblivious,” Mat added. Before you could say anything else, you saw Anders emerge from the locker room, “hey, y/n. Your boys did good today.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Always the humble one, y/n,” he sighed,”Anyways, what was up with your boy today?” he added.

“Well, Tito also chirped him, so I don’t think it was an all one sided ordeal,” you stated.

“Did you notice how he didn’t mention who he was talking about? He literally just said ‘your boy’ and you immediately knew he meant Pat,” heat rushed to your face at Mat’s statement.

“Anyways, you guys had a great game. Next time we play each other, we have to make plans and catch up more,” you quickly said your goodbyes and made your way back to the training room where a familiar figure was already sitting on one of the benches. “Hey, y/n/n.”

“Hey, Nol,” you set your bag down and quickly headed over to get some ice for his hand, “you’re a dumbass, you know that.”

“Well, I have you constantly reminding me, so yeah,” he smiled at the fact that the two of you fell back into your normal conversation.

“So, you want to explain why you got into a fight?” you already knew why he did, but something was telling you that you didn’t know something.

“Not particularly, but I know you won’t accept that answer,” he sighed, “he made a comment about him asking you out and I’ve already dealt with a comment like that about you before, but it really got in my head this time. And then he pointed to you after your goal and I don’t know.” As he ran his hand through his hair, his eyes finally met yours, “I got jealous.”

“Nolan Patrick, jealous? Never saw that one coming,” you walked back over towards him to assess his hand, “well your hand looks fine, you’ll probably just have to ice it for a few days.” Standing back up you noticed Nolan’s eyes on your neck, “what is it?”

“You’re still wearing the necklace I gave you.”

“Yeah, of course. Why wouldn’t I?”

“I don’t know, I figured you’d throw it away after what happened. I honestly thought you wouldn’t show up today or do our handshake and it scared me.”

Your eyebrows furrowed, “why did it scare you?”

“I, uh, after us not talking, I realized how much I need you in my life and I realized I love you a lot more than I thought I did before.” Your eyes widened as you realized what he had said, “you love me?”

“Is it hard that hard to believe?”

“I- I don’t know, I just didn’t realize how you felt the same,” looking up you saw Nolan’s face visibly light up. Before you could say anything else, he pulled you closer to him.

Brushing a piece of hair away from your face, he leaned closer, softly whispering another I love you before his lips met yours softly. Once the two of you pulled away, you simply smiled at one another.

“Yes, finally. Teeks, you owe me $20. Pay up,” Mae said to Teeks, both leaning on the doorway.

“You two couldn’t have waited another day for that,” Travis said, handing over the money.

“Oh, you might want to check Instagram really quick. Nolan, I assume you’re taking y/n/n home?”

The blush on Nolan’s face grew as he looked over to you for confirmation to which you nodded before walking over to pull your phone out of your bag. Opening Instagram, you went to the Flyers Instagram, taking note of a few new posts before seeing the most recent one captioned ‘Pre-game handshakes are definitely the most important part of game day’ with a video of you and Nolan doing your handshake before each game over the few years you had done it.

“Awe, Mae. Was this the secret project?”

“Yeah, now I’ll leave you two,” she said before walking away, only to come back a few seconds later, “oh and use protection, kiddos.”

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shikse · 2 years ago

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I posted 4,643 times in 2022

That's 3,277 more posts than 2021!

201 posts created (4%)

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realized that my carrd in my bio wasn't updated... um...

name's zeph, welcome to my blog!

(zephyrean-tunes -> notusian-delights, i'm changing the names for each season!)

info down below on stuff :]

things about me!

♠ i go by whatever name is on my blog atm (but im cool w zeph if need be too!!), if you know my irl name do not say it i will cry

♣ she/they pronouns! in general i'm fine with any pronouns, but i'm most used to she/her and they/them makes me very happy. also!! i like more masculine titles!! sir my beloved

♥ minor. enough said

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dream should face reveal like he's on the masked singer

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okay but. hunters looking directly at who i presumeee is gonna be belos no one else is doing that

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My #1 post of 2022

hi hi hi happy asexual awareness week! especially to those who don't feel they fit quite right

as in. the demisexuals, the greysexuals, those who are questioning asexuality or those who identify as it but still feel unsure anyways. those who are sex positive or sex neutral. those who are sex-repulsed, or those who worry that they think they're not really ace, maybe just allo and sex-repulsed. those who think they'll grow out of it, and those who worry if they'll still identify as asexual later. those who experience intrusive thoughts, those who have other factors play into their identity, those who end up worrying about it because of these factors.

it's okay not to feel confident. it's okay to worry. just think of right now, this week. you're valid. this week is for you, too.

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S18E15:

OMG I said it before, but Nick and Meredith. I absolutely love them together. So cute. (Stretch Limo and private jet :D, amazing too.)

Schmitt figuring out it's his mom because of misused hashtags is funny as hell, even though it's not a funny matter.

When Webber said "we have flown a world class surgeon and a neuroscientist here", I was like: whoa hang on, he's flying in Kai for the asessment? (I am also a very good neuroscientist, but that doesn't mean I know anything about these kind of tests they're doing there, because that's a whole different aspect of neuroscience - and working with stem cells the way they do, means they are probably more like me and less like the psych-neuroscientists who actually do tests with people. So okay, slightly weird. But still, yay, Kai <3.)

I love how Kai in this testing thing is really just the "guy" standing slightly off next to Hamilton and his right hand :D. (Mafia AU or something like that anyone? I am here for this.)

Amelia: I can squeeze information out of good morning. Lmao.

Oh wow Schmitt... That's like the worst thing that can happen when you argue with someone. Sorry dude.

Webber: I knew it! ... You're trying to poach Meredith Grey. (And lmao, Kai not taking any prisoners there. "A-plus on the reasoning skills.")

Wow, the questioning towards Maggie and Winston. Geez, so unnecessary.

Lol. Owen and Teddy. Very normal reactions.

Link... dude, the fuck?! (I am the nurse, just trying her hardest to ignore the rambling surgeon next to her talking shit.)

Yo Schmitt go save your mom. Smart resoning to call Webber. (Also holy fuck, I don't think I have a knife sharp enough to make a cut like that at home... might have to sharpen them a bit.)

Yes Jo tell them!

Naww Meredith and Nick. <3 But whoa Bailey, that was... uncalled for. (Also Nick: so your husband was married when you first met him? That's a valid question - me who is not a longtime fan of the show - also had no idea.)

And wow... Bailey just blabbing it to everyone. It's like she wants Meredith to leave...

Uh... Link. Yeah. "I'm not allowed to laugh at funny things anymore?" Really? But Kai lol. Just ignoring that convo, but also pouring oil right into that fire completely unfazed. "Your name is Atticus?" I am Kai, that would have been my reaction too, though I would have been even more disbelieving. (I am also still confused as to why someone names their kid - aka Scout - after a profession(?) too if I'm being honest here.) And Amelia stepping between Link and Kai like she's trying to prevent a potential fist fight or something is actually super funny, considering she's almost a head shorter than both of them.

"He's your David." I have feelings... So many feelings.

Oh... oh... probation...

Uh Meredith... does Amelia know about the offer? And ohoh... maybe do not make decisions after such a day?

(lol wrote a novel here it seems. But at least, after the non availability of the service earlier, this improved my shitty day a little.)

#Sam watches Grey's Anatomy

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surveys-at-your-service · 8 years ago

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Survey #68

“all the drugs in this world won’t save her from herself.”

is there anything you are currently trying to learn? as far as book-smarts go, no. about something like how to live, obviously. what is an opinion you used to have that you no longer hold now? not even that long ago, i believed homosexuality was a sin, but no, i did not hate gays. i had many lgbt+ friends i'm glad i don't hold this belief anymore, though... post a picture of you 5 years ago and another one that is recent! what changes do you like or dislike? oh god, me from five years ago, i'm scared. and i'll go ahead and tell you what i dislike: i gained a lot of weight. there's probably nothing i like except my glasses, honestly. i wish my tragus piercing hadn't gotten so infected, too. the first picture you see is a photograph i took (self-timer, obvs.) of myself and my old snake mona lisa. it's probably my most well-known piece on da. the second is. yeah. whatever.

what's your favorite hobby? is there a hobby you would like to pursue if money wasn't an issue? photographing animals, honestly. and there are PLENTY of hobbies i'd pursue if i wasn't dirt-poor. most notably would probs be traveling. what is a food that everybody seems to like but you don’t? FRIED CHICKEN EW what is the smoothest way a guy has hit on you? how did you react to it? omfgggg it's right on the tip of my tongue this thing jason said to me once that ended up with sexual things omg it was so fucking smooth WHAT WAS IT. have you ever sat in the back of a police car? yes. here at least, when you're going from the er to the mental hospital, cops take you. have you ever had to call the cops on someone? no. have any of your friends ever overdosed? friends, no, but my half-sister did (she's alive). what do you think about the recent addition of a male model in covergirl? i'm neutral, really. i mean it kinda irks me that it's covergirl and he's a man (or is he transgender, i honestly don't know), but i think it's cool they're trying new things. i'm find with men wearing makeup. have you ever smoked heroin? okay, i knew you could inject heroin, but you can smoke it? i'm perfectly happy not knowing much about drugs, soooo... never knew that. do you own a gun? i'm not legally allowed to due to having depression that has prompted me to be suicidal multiple times. i don't even think my mom's allowed to because i live with her. game that came out recently you're most excited for? THE LAST GUARDIAN MADE ME MOIST. resident evil 7 was a close second. i miss playing games. :( what do you think of hot dogs? they're good. had two for dinner tonight. favorite christmas song? "most wonderful time of the year"!!! as for instrumental pieces, "christmas chimes." what do you prefer to drink in the morning? milk. what is your favorite piece of jewelry? the spiked collar with drooping chains that doesn't even fit me anymore lol how did you bring in the new year? drank and listened to music at my best friend's house. favorite kind of snake? i really like cobras how many dogs do you have? three: beagle/cocker spaniel named teddy, boxer named cali, and jack russell mix named bentley. does someone have a crush on you? i think so. but i think he has a mere sexual infatuation with me. i know what he's known for. what song do you want played at your funeral? either "take it like a woman" or "every woman has a name" by alice cooper what're watching currently? markiplier play today's episode of re7. he makes it so funny, but i wish i could play the game myself, but i honestly doubt i'll ever have a ps4. :( what is your favorite game show? "family feud" how many times a day do you use the restroom? maaany times. i have to pee a lot. do you still speak to your ex’s parents? i fucking wish. i love his parents, and i really hope they loved me. allen (his dad) made me feel shy a lot because he was such a jester, but i still really liked him. he was a good man and helped raise his sons well. who was the last person who drew you a picture? probably aubree, my niece. be honest — do you floss? i don't. do you have any flags in your house? no. are there any ‘keep off the grass’ signs where you live? nope. have you ever walked on the grass with such a sign? no, i'm not an asshole. do you like kiwis? oh fuck yes. have you ever had a main part in a play? i have not. have you ever driven a tractor? no. do you want any piercings? snake eyes on tongue, labret on lip, more on my ears... do you prefer foxes or wolves? i love both, but foxes. could you ever deliver a baby? my own baby? not without an epidural, no. i'm almost positive i'd have a heart attack. do you think suits are sexy? fucking yes are you ready for kids now? it's funny. i was like, a week before jason left. i haven't even told my mother, anybody: the thought came into my mind that i wanted a kid veeeeery soon before j left. i didn't truly consider the thought, however, as it would've be irresponsible, but thoughts are still valid. now that he's gone and everything, no, i'm not ready at all. i practically fell down a well. how old is your youngest sibling? she's 18. do you like your first name? it's okay, i guess. which parent was more strict when you were growing up? definitely mom. dad went with the flow. favorite boy’s name? severin, vincent, or luther. where were you born? rocky mount, north carolina. if you get married, will you take your partner’s name? i will. if you’re single, how long have you been single for? over a year. do you know how your parents met? yes, through work. what’s your LEAST favorite smiley? XD idk like the upper-case "x" pisses me off and idk why??? have you ever been told your eyes were big? jason was being all poetic once and commented on the size of my pupils while we were staring at each other, just smiling. my actual eyes are definitely not big. do you watch shane dawson on youtube? i do not. would you ever spend a day to see what it’s like to be homeless? no. no. i never in my life want to not have such a basic thing as a house. have you ever had a yard sale? multiple times. what celebrity did your most current ex resemble? omg omg omg i've always wanted to know who one of the guys in the music video of "king for a day" by pierce the veil + kellin quinn is. he's the first guy shown in the music video and is also in the thumbnail, on the left. i think he's the singer, actually... their hair is quite similar (jason's is pure black, tho, and jason would need to straighten his like he sometimes did), as is their apparent skin tone, and their faces bear a resemblance, too. jason's still cuter, tho. ;v; has someone ever told you that you were sexy? yeah. how tall are you compared to the most recent person you dated? i reached his chest/shoulders. who do you think would make a good president? i oath this is no bias, but honestly, jason. he's more liberal than i am so i wouldn't agree with all this policies, but overall, i believe he would be an amazing president. he is very intelligent and a morally good human being. he always backs up his beliefs with great reason, and he is also very open-minded (i never pushed my religion upon him, but he was very open to my ramblings), and he believes very firmly all harmless beliefs should be respected and allowed to be heard, he is extremely calm and reasonable, and i honestly couldn't imagine a single war beneath him, as he finds violence to be so unnecessary, even childish. i could honestly ramble on about why he'd make a good president for hours, but he'd never be one, he hates politics. what would you do if you were stuck on a boat in the middle of the ocean? panic to the point of cardiac arrest, i'm sure. would you ever sell your soul? on one condition: jason comes back to me, permanently. for that? i'd do anything. where did you last wear a bathing suit? the beach last may. do you have a best friend? though we're in a fight currently and not talking to one another, i still consider her my best friend, yes. does your last ex have a job? yes. hence why i refuse to go to office depot. ever. have your parents ever caught you coming home drunk? no, i've never come home from somewhere intoxicated. do you think two people can last forever? depends on your definition of "forever". i personally don't know what happens to couples when both die, especially when one person goes to a different afterlife, but so long you mortally live? if you truly love one another, you will. is there one person you look at and automatically smile? fucking jason. have you ever slept in the same bed as your friends? many times as a child, only with colleen and chelsea as an adult. what would you do if you found out you had been cheated on? if i found out jason had cheated on me... i'd shatter. that'd just mean he never truly loved me. have you ever kissed anyone with a tongue ring? i haven't. imagine it'd be fun. *wink* your ex REALLY needs you at 3 am and you have a way to their house would you? if he needed me and i didn't even have a way there, i'd still go. my ass would walk. i promised him forever, and personally, i mean that shit. who did you last kiss? romantically, jason. romantically or otherwise, still jason. who did you dance with last? colleen. who is your arch-enemy? i consider ashley, jason's girlfriend, my only true enemy/rival. if you could have one person in your bed tonight, who would it be? jason. one more fucking time. we don't even have to "do" anything, i just want to cuddle with him at least one more time. i honestly do not believe i've slept soundly since he left. where does your best friend work? a bank. do you like fire? it fascinates me, yes. have you ever swallowed gum? yeah. ever done or considered to do drugs? never done any, never truly considered it, either. have you ever flipped off someone? playfully? yes. seriously? yes. do you prefer to hold or be held? i prefer being held, because i feel safer, but there were times where i wanted to hold jason, too. gave me a motherly sensation. can you count your number of serious relationships on one hand? i can count them on one finger, lol. hate it when you go over to someone’s house and do absolutely nothing? not really. i'm used to doing "nothing," which is really just browsing on your phone and sitting in front of the tv, let's be real. are you one of those people who gets jealous of boys/girls your current bf/gf dated? dated, no. dates now, hell fucking yes i'm jealous. do you like falling asleep listening to rain? *sexual moaning* have you ever been around someone who was high? i've been on the bus beside jason's former best friend who was high, but i wasn't like... "around" him, by my definition? i wasn't paying him any mind. don’t you just love the smell of hollister and abercrombie and fitch? i haven't been to either in years, i don't remember the smell. do you go to the tanning bed on a regular basis? no, i never do. i'd prefer to not get skin cancer. what do you bite more, your tongue, lip, or cheek? as of right now, i'm constantly biting the back of my cheek because of my wisdom tooth, it's entirely unintentional... it's making a gash in it. :/ when was the last time you drank water? veeery surprisingly, just a few minutes ago when i took my pills. i had water beside me last night because i was feeling a bit dehydrated. otherwise, i never drink water. what’s your favorite flavor of soda, pop or whatever else you call it? mountain dew voltage, honestly, despite how bad it is for you. what time do you usually have dinner? it varies kinda widely. usually between 6:00-7:30, but sometimes we eat as early as 5:30. are there any cracks or scuffs on your phone? nah. have you ever been approached by someone in public preaching about religion? not necessarily approached. i was riding home from school with a family friend's grandfather, and the whole ride there, he talked about religion and even gave all of us little bibles. i'll admit even as a christian, it made me a bit uncomfortable. what do you want for your birthday? this probably won't begin on my birthday since it's on a sunday, but i'm going to a very highly-rated tattoo parlor to start my first half-sleeve tattoo! mom also said i can probably get my lip re-pierced that day, yay! :D we're also going to olive garden, probably; og is a personal trigger for me, so if we go, we'll go to the one jason never worked for. what clothes did you sleep in last night? my pajama pants with harley quinn on them that say "hey, puddin'" and a black tank top. usual attire. what store do you usually get food at? wal-mart, food lion, or harris teeter. it vastly depends. are you planning on taking a shower today? no, i took one last night. you're not supposed to shower everyday, it's bad for both your hair and skin. did you ever get into the undertale fad? no. i've watched two of my favorite let's players play it, and it's interesting to watch merely because of their commentary, but the game itself isn't something i would enjoy myself. what was the highlight of your week? errr, i like, never have one. my days are monotonous and uneventful. this past week's been no different. when is the next time you will kiss someone? i love seeing this question so much and thus usually deleting it because like who ACTUALLY knows with certainty when they're next going to kiss someone??? do you drink? regularly, no. i barely even drink on special occasions. what states have you lived in? only north carolina. last thing to annoy you? colleen's bringing our drama to her facebook posts again. grow the fuck up. is there just some people that you don’t get along with? rarely, because i tolerate a lot, but sometimes, yes. you find out your ex is having a kid with someone you don’t like, you say? i wouldn't say anything, probably. but i can assure you i'd lose my mind, whatever's left of it, anyway. what kind of surveys DON'T you take? the obvious is bold surveys. you don't get to elaborate on anything, so it's boring. :/ i also don't take those with entirely generic questions (name, age, etc.) what is your birthstone? amethyst. do you have a maid service? LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO fam i'm poor af. what is your favorite candy? reese's. if you don't count chocolate, then probably sour patch kids. when did you get your car? why assume i even have a car, survey maker?? has anyone ever told one of your secrets they promised they wouldn’t tell? i'm sure someone has. do you have any friends who never shut up about their boyfriend/girlfriend? lmao honestly i'm probably that friend, just with my ex. i don't really judge people on this... love is a viciously strong emotion. are you nice to everyone? honestly, i try very hard to be, and i think i've mostly accomplished this. not always, definitely not, but i think mostly, yes. i just don't see the point in being mean. do you have a really big stuffed animal? i don't. what are you going to do after this? take another survey; i take multiple surveys and just combine them into one. saddest song by your favorite artist? i have a number of favorites, so i'll list 'em: ozzy osbourne: "see you on the other side" is fucking GORGEOUS. metallica: "fade to black" more like rip my fucking heart out otep: "invisible" omg i cri marilyn manson: "suicide is painless" fucks with me rammstein: "nebel," probably. "feuer und wasser" is a close second. NO NO NO "DONAUKINDER" IS #1 cradle of filth: "the death of love" tells a pretty deep story a day to remember: "if it means a lot to you" is beautiful. do you prefer to be cuddled or kissed? by a significant other, kissed. are kisses better with or without tongue? SHOW ME YER TONGUE MOTHERFUCKER someone tells you that you deserve better than the person you currently have a thing for. you say? "i most certainly don't." incidentally, who is that special person? jason, obviously. what do your friends think of them? none of them like him currently for pretty much ruining my life. it's borderline hate from colleen. i don't know how she even managed to talk to him at work once. what is a good place in your town for a first date? honestly, i think the movies are probably best. you barely have to talk to each other so you can warm up to one another's presence. me personally, i'd have a tough time at like a dinner date or something because i'd have to talk to you the whole time. are roses really as romantic as people say? i think so, sure. where would you like to propose/be proposed to? somewhere public, honestly. even before dating, i liked the idea of pda (that wasn't "too much," anyway), and to be proposed to in public? christ dude, i'd die. i think my fairytale is being proposed to in a fancy restaurant, but realistically, if i truly loved you, i'd accept a proposal beside a trashcan for all i care. do you expect the guy to pay for everything? absolutely not. do you like the color pink? i sure do. what’s your next piercing going to be? labret on my lip. what are you most self-conscious about, physically? stretch-marks on my stomach. ew. what kind of car do you WANT to drive? idk the type or anything, but i know i want it to be a burnt orange color. when was the last time you felt like “getting into someone’s pants”? i couldn't tell you. sometime with jason, i guess. have you ever watched anyone sleep? for a minute or so, yes. i've never like loomed over the bed and stared at someone, though. do you ever pretend to agree with someone even though you may actually feel differently? honestly, no. if you are directly engaged with me, ex. it's only polite i answer whatever you say, i'm far more liable to tell you the truth. if you're kinda just rambling to yourself or whatever, i may say "mhm" or something in acknowledgement that i'm hearing you. have you ever witnessed either of your parents being heartbroken? mom, yeah. she won't admit it, but i know my dad leaving broke her. have you ever wished you could hurt somebody as much as they hurt you? ... i have. as a fleeting thought, anyway. would you help a friend bury a dead body? no. i'm not getting tied into some legal business. if someone cusses/swears a lot, do you assume they have bad grammar? ... no??? what the fuck kind of connection is that??? have you ever gotten so dehydrated that you passed out? the only time i've ever passed out, doctors considered that possibility. it's not guaranteed, but that could be why. no one was sure why i passed out. if your friend was being cheated on, would you tell them? hell yes i would. do you believe everyone is gifted with something? honestly? no. do you have a picture of you and your lover kissing? i have a number... but first, let it be known he's not my "lover" anymore. we're not dating, yet i'm madly in love with him. i've shared one picture of us kissing, so here, have another. it was jason's 19th birthday, i think, and i sprayed him with silly string. i miss how i looked back then. i was so slim and healthy-looking. ;-;

how would your parents react if you got pregnant (or got someone pregnant)? mom would be a mix of surprised, happy, but i think more than anything, very worried. she would support me though, i'm sure. dad... it's hard to imagine what he'd feel. probably disappointment. has facebook ruined your life? lmao no??? are you afraid of frogs? of course not! virginia, jason's mom, LOOOVES frogs. they're her favorite animal. the house is heavily decorated with them. i loved hearing her fangirl over anything with frogs on it. (: who is the hottest person alive? link neal *swoons* do you know anyone named caleb? i have a friend i haven't talked to since high school named caleb. if you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you do it? hell yes i would. what was your favorite bedtime story as a child? i had a number, really. not sure i had a favorite. i loved "10 minutes 'til bedtime," "stellaluna," "what makes a rainbow?", and hmmm... i'm blanking, but i'm positive there's more. in front of you are 10 pistols, 5 of which are loaded. if you survive you’d receive 100 million dollars. would you be willing to place 1 to your head and pull the trigger? no. funny, right? i always talk about usually wanting to die, yet i'm too afraid to. you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone. do you agree? to an extent, yes. ex., i perfectly loved jason when i had him and knew i'd found a diamond. i still know that, but i feel i may love him even more than i did then. are you familiar with the ‘emo kid song’? pisses me the fuck off. have you ever seen a coyote in real life? i haven't. do you think it’s wrong to judge a girl on how many people she slept with? it's wrong to judge her, yes, but is it wrong to disagree with her having slept with so many people? no. have you ever snooped through bf/gf’s stuff? no. it's not my business. are you a good kisser? well i mean j used to say a lot he loved kissing me, so i guess? do you think it’s wrong to kiss someone you don’t like? ... why would you kiss someone you don't like??? do you like being kissed? if i truly like you, yes. do you have a favorite photo of the person you love/like? i do. it's a picture from our second prom shoot where mom got a close-up on his face unknowingly, and he's just smiling at me. i'd share it, but i'm honestly not comfortable sharing a picture of JUST him without his permission. where was the last place you thought about having sex, other than your bed? i'd assume jason's bed. you’re a week late for your period, there’s a chance you could be pregnant? nope, unless i'm the virgin mary. have you ever kissed someone and hated it? nope. are you taller than your mom? no. we're pretty much the same height. if you could get away with one murder in your lifetime without any legal, social, or emotional repercussions, would you kill someone? so i wouldn't feel guilty? then yes. what is your first thought when you receive a message on tumblr, are you excited for the idea of someone from potentially the other side of the world wanting to talk to you or fearful that someone will criticize you? ha ha honestly i prepare to be yelled at. if it meant it would solve all world hunger, war, disease, and bigotry, would you spend the rest of eternity in hell? honestly... no. maybe it's selfish, but i do care about where i'm going when i die. the beatles or the rolling stones? the stones. i'm not a beatles fan. have you ever laid down in the middle of the street? that's some "the notebook" shit right there. but no, i haven't. did your parents force you to go to church? yes. what’s your biggest fear? jason never coming back. would you date someone 10 years older than you? i doubt it. do you wear glasses? i do. new song you recently found that you've really been digging? "the mephistopheles of los angeles" by marilyn manson!!! \m/ i'm surprised i haven't heard it before. have you ever been in prison? no. do you like shakespeare? what i've read, i certainly enjoy. do you ever want to own a house? absolutely. i wanna be able to have a garden, trees, etc... have you ever aspired to start your own business? i wanna be a freelance photographer, so... do you bite your nails? occasionally. need to stop. have you ever eaten at wendy’s? yum, yes. what song makes you think about the person you love most? "the mortician's daughter" and "saviour" by black veil brides, "easy to love you" and "all or nothing" by theory of a deadman are the most notable. do zoos bother you? sometimes... really depends on the animal in the zoo and if they're healthy. do you like visiting the beach? i mean, sure. it's something to do. i hate sand in-between my toes, though. are you on any medication? a good number. don't know if they're helping or making shit worse, honestly. how old is your oldest friend? that i consider a legitimate friend? he's 30. have you ever been drunk? i've been a bit drunk, yes. do you find facial hair attractive? depends. what about body hair? excessive body hair can honestly be gross, but at the same time, some people just can't help it. have you ever been in a polygamous relationship? and i never will be because loyalty's a thing. do you like art? ye! ;v; do you like being a tourist? no opinion. i've never really "been" anywhere. is there anyone who has strong feelings for you? he says he does, but i don't believe that he only feels like that towards me. do you have a special stuffed animal? many! ;v; the one that is currently most important to me is my stuffed meerkat rebel; jason got it for me on my first birthday we were together. brownie, my stuffed moose from ohio, is also very important. i don't know why i got attached to it, but i always used to sleep with it. i also have a very long stuffed snake that my grandma gave me. would you like to be rich? it sure would solve MANY problems! what were you for halloween last year? i wasn't anything because we had no money for costumes. :/ i wanted to be a steampunk toothfairy. do your siblings text you? only if they need to know something related to me. have you ever taken medicine that wasn’t prescribed to you? yup. who is your ex dating/talking to? ashley. that's all i'm going to say on this matter. are you donating your organs? yeah. not like i'll need them when i'm dead. do you sleep on your side, stomach or back? side, always. how many of the harry potter books have you read? none. are you sure of your sexuality? yes. have you broken a bone? no, but i've had a fracture in my wrist was the last person you kissed physically attractive? yes, he is. do you prefer to say ‘haha” or “lol?” "ha ha" do you know anyone that owns horses? yes. how many stories does your house have? just one. do you get angry often? when was the last time you got into a fight with someone? is this something that you do regularly? i don't get angry often, no. however, i've felt underlying anger since jason left that hasn't fled yet. the last time i had a fight with someone was what, maybe two days ago, with my best friend colleen. we're not talking currently, but i'm thinking of messaging her later to just end this stupid fucking fight. do plague doctors scare you? nah man, they're SUPER cool!!! i'm thinking of getting a tattoo of one, 'cuz i found an awesome one, but it's very low on my priority list. do you have a favorite winter outfit? what about a favorite summer outfit? does it get really cold where you live? i have no fave outfits, no. it can get pretty damn cold here. have you ever wanted to be homeschooled? if so, why? if not, why not? do you know anyone who is, or have you ever been homeschooled yourself? i thought about it because school was stressing me out so much, but i was briefly home-bound instead. i don't know anyone who's been homeschooled, i think. what is your favorite place to shop? online store called rebel's market. i also really like hottopic. have you ever woken up to a good morning letter beside you?  no, but that'd be soooo romantic *-* do you like bbq sauce? no, i don't. do you pray before every meal? no. have you ever seen a tadpole? plenty of times. there was actually one time a huge number of frogs apparently laid eggs aaaaaall through the ditch in-between the field near my house, well, the ditch was going to dry out way before the tadpole eggs hatched and grew to adults, so, my sister, friend, and i got a really big bucket, filled it with water, and got as many of the eggs we could and put them into the bucket. lemme tell you: tadpole eggs feel GROSS. we filled the bucket to the brim and nearly broke our backs carrying it back to my house, where we filled the kiddy pool with water and put all the eggs in there. the eggs hatched, and we got to watch them grow into little frogs. (: they climbed out of the pool once they were adults. it felt great knowing we saved well around a thousand frogs. how slowly or quickly would you say you eat? i eat VERY quickly apparently, and i don't even notice. do you think boys look good in skinny jeans? ye. do you think it’s okay for boys to dress like girls and vice versa? of course it is. what went wrong in your previous relationship? honest to god opinion, nothing went wrong. jason just didn't want to deal with a depressed shit anymore. is drinking and smoking a dating deal-breaker for you? smoking anything is, and i wouldn't accept heavy drinking. does your ex-boyfriend/-girlfriend’s new romantic interest know about the things you two did together? honestly? hope she does. fucking bet we had more chemistry than she ever will with him. do you ever tell your current boyfriend or girlfriend about the things that you did with an ex-partner? i don't have a boyfriend, but if i was and he asked, sure, i'd tell him. have you ever had someone drag his or her nails down your back? yes. so long you're not like ripping my flesh, it's fine. do you think of ex-partners while you’re in your current relationship? how about while you’re being intimate? i'm absolutely positive i would if i was even in a relationship. i'm not sorry that i'm in love with someone, even if he doesn't love me back. do you know anyone who has won any money playing the lottery? nope. what is your boyfriend’s favorite video game? i don't have a boyfriend, but my ex's favorite game is castlevania: symphony of the night. do you take offense when people use the words “gay” or “retarded”? "retarded" honestly offends me, yes. do you actually use the camera on your phone? no. the camera on my phone sucks. do you think there’s a specific age when it’s no longer acceptable to be living with your parents? it really depends on certain circumstances/how eligible you are to survive alone. do you think it’s ignorant for people to have unprotected sex when they’re not ready for a child? obviously? assuming you had sufficient funds, would you be capable of living alone, paying bills and looking after yourself properly? no, i wouldn't. what would you say your favorite farm animal is? piggies!

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