#james kelly request

[bimbo-baggins17]

Imagine it’s Halloween night and James is working late in the garage so you drive over to check on him and force him to come home and you’re walking in between a bunch of broken cars trynna get to his office when all of a sudden you start getting chased by this man is ghostface mask and a knife with blood all over him only for the guy to bend you over one of the cars and fuck on you hard on it with a knife to your neck as he writes on you with his knife

Only for it to just be James pranking you for halloween like the bbg he is…. I’ve been getting too obsessed with James recently

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Cw: Noncon/dub con, knife play

The whole drive over to James’ auto shop, your fingers are drumming on the steering wheel. He never worked this late without telling you. When you get there, you cut the engine and start the trek through the cars that needed fixed to get to his office.

You hear the crunch of gravel to your left. You stop and turn in that direction, “James?” You call out but are met with silence. Not even the chirp of crickets.

Shaking off the forming pit in your stomach you continue on. You hear more footsteps to your left and stop again. “James is that you?” Again you’re met with silence.

You shake your head and pick up your pace, now freaked out. The sound of metal scraping against metal gets your attention. “I’m serious James, this isn’t funny!”

“You’re right. This isn’t funny.” A masked figure steps out from behind one of the project cars, the voice distorted.

Your eyes widen seeing the blood splattered Ghostface mask staring back at you. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” You breathe out, your heart racing like a rabbit’s.

The figure tilts their head, “Surprised?”

Slowly you nod your head.

“Run.”

You don’t have to be told twice, taking off in the direction of James’ office in fear.

It doesn’t take long for your assailant to catch up to you, arm wrapping around your middle.

“HELP! HELP ME!!” You scream but a gloved hand clamps down over your mouth.

“Shh shh. Don’t wanna draw anyone’s attention before we can have fun.”

The figure drags you over to one of the cars, forcing you to bend over the side of the front hood. You sniffle at the realization of what’s happening. “Wh-where’s James?”

“James?” The voice coos. “That your boyfriend?”

“What did you do to him?”

“Don’t worry about it, we’re gonna have some fun you and me.”

You squirm under his hold. “No, please no.”

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” He chides, pulling you up by your hair, holding a metal blade to your throat, “Now if you agree to play nice, I will too.”

With a sniffle, you nod your head in defeat.

“Good girl.” He releases the hold on your hair, removing the blade and pushing you back down against the car.

Your pants are pulled down around your ankles in a swift motion, feeling the tip of his cock prodding at your dry entrance.

You cry out at the stinging as he stretches you open with his dick.

“You got a nice pussy.” He grits out, thrusting into you harshly.

Silent tears slip out of your eyes and down your cheeks with each rough thrust.

Gloved hands push your shirt up your back a little. You feel the cool tip of the blade tracing along your skin, “Gonna make sure you remember this.” He says before carving into your flesh. You can’t see what he writes but it stings and you cry harder.

He fucks into you, taking what he wants and leaving his mark until he’s satisfied. When he pulls out and steps back, your legs are trembling and you’re still silently crying.

“Where James?” You ask meekly.

“Why don’t you see for yourself?”

Those words make you feel like it confirms the worst. Slowly you lift up off the hood of the car and turn to look at the masked figure.

His hands reach up to the mask and your eyebrows knit together as he removes it. But then you’re met with the familiar face of your boyfriend.

Your eyes widen, “James??”

“Happy Halloween baby.” He grins.

You scoff and swat at his chest but he laughs catching your hands by your wrists. “I thought you were dead you asshole!”

“Relax, relax I’m fine. Just a little Halloween prank. Besides. Didn’t you say you wanted me to put one of these things on and chase you?” He questions holding up the white mask.

Your cheeks flush sheepishly but you nod your head slowly. “..yeah..but a warning woulda been nice..”

James grins, “Where’s the fun in that?”

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[wheel-of-fish]

hey fish! i was wondering if you have any recommendations for the portrayals of erik that are more on the sweet or tender side of the spectrum? or especially tender moments some actors have done? thanks!

Yeah sure! These are the actors who come to mind offhand.

Earl Carpenter (with Rachel Barrell)

Ted Keegan (with Emilie Kouatchou)

Josh Piterman (with Kelly Mathieson)

And the OG Michael Crawford, but I would actually direct you to this audio clip for him.

And here are some other tender moments that I like!

James Gant (with Holly-Anne Hull)

John Owen-Jones (with Celia Graham)

Laird Mackintosh

Saulo Vasconcelos (with Irasema Terrazas)

Michael Nicholson (with Olivia Safe)

Jeremy Stolle (with Samantha Hill)

Also this audio of Greg Mills

(Do most of my favorite tender moments involve hair and/or hands? MAYBE SO)

EDIT: This is not meant to be an exhaustive list! Please feel free to add your own!

[mrschristensen]

Ok I got a request

James and his baby momma who’s a nurse, with their six year old son, peaceful loving life

Frankie shows up at the front door after 10 years,

Frankie mistakes her for a ho and the commotion gets their son out of bed and downstairs

Frankie gets shocked by the kid and you take the rest wherever

Sometimes Even The Strongest Need Protection

WARNINGS: female s/o, kinda angsty?/intense, female s/o, pregnancy, arguments, lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: After Frankie unexpectedly shows up to his brother's house, he finds quite a surprise... and it doesn't really go well.

-> note: I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG AAA 😭 I HOPE YOU LIKE IT! (I did change up a few things, like not specifying career to make it a bit more generalized, but I hope that you still love it just as much!)

WC: 733 words

"What the fuck is this?" Frankie snarls, eyes darting between the woman in his brother's kitchen. Judging by her swollen belly, she was clearly pregnant. She seemed like she was cooking dinner or something, since it was pretty late in the night.

"I'm so sorry, Frankie. I know that Jamie hasn't introduced me yet-" she started to say, but he cut her off.

"How the fuck do you know my name? Are you fuckin' my baby brother? For Christ's sake!" he yelled, his arms coming up and dropping to his sides as quickly as they rose in frustration. He was mad, clearly. "My baby brother's fuckin' a fuckin' whore."

She didn't know what to say or do, incredibly speechless. She never liked being yelled at by anyone, but she usually just held her own. In this case, however, she felt like the was an outsider, an invasion into their family. She felt... bad. But she shouldn't, she knew that deep down; she was his family whether he liked it or not.

"Mommy?" a soft voice came from the archway, and both of their gazes immediately fell on the little boy. He was six years old, innocent and pure, his eyes looking up at his mother's in both worry and a silent plea for the yelling to stop. "What's going on?"

"Oh my god," Frankie breathed, pacing around in his little spot. "And he knocked her up. What the fuck, man?! I leave for ten fuckin' years and my asshole of a brother just acts like nothing happens! And he gets some cheap hoe pregnant!"

"That's enough," a man loudly boomed from the other room, his tone a growl. She knew exactly who it was: Her husband. He moved to grip her by the waist protectively, standing in front of her and pulling their son to his mother behind him as well. "Don't you dare call my wife such lowly things, Frankie. And stop swearin' around my kid."

The two brothers simply stared each other down, as if trying to egg on the other to start up again. It was completely silent for what seemed like an eternity, before Frankie spoke up once more.

"Why, Jimmy?"

"James."

"Why, James?" he corrects, his fists clenched at his sides as unbridled rage spams throughout his blood. "This makes no sense at all. You never into any chicks."

"You didn't know that," he responds roughly, not letting go of his grip on his family. His family. His wife. His son. "You never even cared to ask."

"Y'know that isn't true," he started, but James held up a hand, silencing him.

"Get out of my house," he urged, his voice hinting at no words for argument, "now. Or I'll make you. We can talk some other time."

Frankie just froze there for a minute, and with a scowl on his face, made his way out the door, slamming it behind him. It made the child wince a bit, and his mother kneels down gently to take him into her arms and kiss him on the forehead, reassuring him in that soft lullaby of a voice that it was okay. It was just a misunderstanding.

He turned to look at the two lights of his life, smiling a bit to himself. He couldn't believe how he got so lucky to wind up with these two, soon to be three or more depending on if they had more. It was a beautiful sight, truly. She was destined for this, her motherly instincts never ceasing to astound him.

After she gently brought him back upstairs and tucked him into bed, she sighed and went to her own shared room with James, getting ready for sleep as well. He was waiting for her, though, and he immediately took her into an embrace, his chin resting on the top of her forehead.

"'M sorry you had to go through that," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to her temple. "You didn't deserve any of that."

"I'm okay," she replies, moving back to look at his blue-gray eyes that she loved to get lost in so much. "I'm just glad the situation is over, for now at least."

He nods slightly, "...The kid okay?"

"He's alright. He wasn't that bothered I think, he was just worried about me."

James smiles, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. "Got that from his father. Always protectin' mama."

[lunarnightt]

Welcome to my request form so you can see who you can request for!

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Age Gaps! ― The age I will go youngest for is 24

Kinks and stuff! ― knife play, choking, spanking, sir kink, degradation, bondage, just anything smutt-related, breeding.

Other Characters and actors! ― If they aren't on here and you want me to write for them then I will! I am open to writing for Steve Rogers, Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington, Klaus Mikaelson, Kylo Ren, Elijah Mikaelson, Kai Parker, Rick Grimes, Sebastian Stan, Chris Evans and Robin Buckley!

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Dub-Con and Non-con! ― I don't believe in writing something that doesn't contain consent! As a victim myself, it is dehumanizing and disgusting. I am not shaming what you are into but that is just my personal preference!

Kidnapping! ― Unless it's roleplay, I will NOT write something were the reader kidnaps or the reader gets kidnap. this could fall underneath Dub-Con or Non-Con or worse a murder plot.

Racism and homophobia! ― I don't know anyone is into this kind of stuff because one. that's unheard of and two. as a mixed person and a person who supports LGBTQ+ I will not write something the dehumanizes a person of color or sexuality!

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[jackmkelly]

guys let me cook w my favorite fiyero ever for a second

saw the wicked movie yesterday yayyy thinking a lot abt fiyero and what brainlessness means in wicked’s context and of course i am now thinking abt. jack kelly. natural side effect.

something abt jack being forced to harden his heart and steel his courage because he doesn’t quite have the textbook “smarts” to survive. and then eventually being free to let himself be distracted and goofier or let his smiles get too dopey and just be a little more. careless /pos. there issss something..there…

[carlsworldsworld]

Dads Bsf! James Kelly x Fem! Reader

James Kelly x Fem! Reader

request: Can you do James and female reader where they’re like in a cabin and her dad goes out to run errands

You had grown up knowing about James, he was your dad’s best friend after all. You were in a cabin in the woods, it was a small cabin, about two rooms and one bathroom with a small living room. All three of you were out camping since your mother was sick and couldn’t make it.

You always had feelings for James, ever since stupid fucking hormones kicked in, you started walking around the house in revealing outfits, small skirts, small shirts, your dad thought you were still his innocent girl asking you ‘New style?’ and you would reply ‘Yeah! Trying something new!’

Your dad was out getting food for the cabin and he wouldn’t be back for another two hours or so, you’re all alone in the cabin with because he could trust his best friend.. right?

James is sitting on the kitchen table, drinking from a bottle of beer as you’re in the kitchen, making a bowl of ice cream, you were wearing a skirt with a button up shirt, James watching from the kitchen, the way you would lean over the counter and he would get the perfect view of your ass.

“Hey James can you help me? I can’t reach this plate” You asked from the kitchen, reaching up for a plate, he obliged, walking over and grabbing the plate.

This is why you found yourself in this situation, James thrusting into you harshly, his hand on the back of your neck and his mouth by your ear, whispering dirty things into it.

“If you wanted me to fuck you princess you could’ve asked… I would’ve done it anyways” He moaned into your ear, nipping at the lobe.

He pistons in and out of you, hitting all the right spots as he murmurs dirty things in your ear. "You're so tight... so wet... fuck, princess, I could spend all night inside of you.” Feeling you start to get close, he picks up the pace, slamming his hips against yours in a primal rhythm. His mouth finds your neck and he starts nipping and sucking, leaving marks that will fade into memory. "Cum for me, princess."

And you did, crying out as you fell limp against the counter, him fucking up into you.

Feeling you come apart beneath him, he follows closely behind, his cock throbbing inside of you as he releases his load. He groans loudly, his eyes rolling back in his head as he empties himself into you. "God fucking damn- shit” He groans pulling out, pulling up his jeans and boxers, making sure you do the same, just as the door opens and your dad walks in “Hey I’m home”

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A/N: Y’all I literally pulled this out of my ass I’m sorry okay :’(

[hopesworlld]

i don’t know why i am…

…i know it’s for the better

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smut — ♡︎ fluff — ☆ angst — ❀

anakin skywalker !

pretty when you cry ♡

needy! anakin !

only you, my girl, only you, babe ♡

got to love me harder, baby ♡

i want you to cry, cry for me ♡

stepdad!anakin !

daddy’s home, home for me ♡

never was there ever a girl so pretty ♡

stepbro!anakin !

got the kind of look to make me freak ♡︎

dear diary series !

one ♡ two ♡ three ♡☆ ( final part )

hayden christensen !

sweet like marabou, look at you ♡︎

being hayden’s controversially young gf ☆

james kelly !

pending…

sam monroe !

smoking with mean!sam

catching you masterbating with mean!sam

i love emo boys t-shirt with bf!sam

belly button piercing with bf!sam

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feel free to send me requests ! just make sure to read my rules first !

[bimbo-baggins17]

kinktober req, james kelly with the sfw picking out costumes prompt. i just imagine him being the older boyfriend being dragged along to pick out a costume he didn’t want then ends up LOVING it.

This one was really sweet oh my goshhhhh. Accurate description of how he’d be though tbh

James sighs, letting you drag him into Spirit Halloween. He didn’t care to dress up. Honestly he hadn’t since he was a young kid with Frankie but he’d do anything to keep the smile that he loves so much on your face.

You lead him to the adult costumes side and scan the choices. “Hmm..I don’t think you should be Michael Myers. You already wear a mechanic uniform so it wouldn’t be much of a costume.” You say.

He nods his head. Honestly if you let him, he’d just grab one of his spare ones and smear fake blood on it and call it a day. He won’t ruin your fun though.

“We could always match? Ooo! Or you could go as Jason Voorhees at least,” You list off a few more costume ideas before turning to look at him, “What do you think Jamie?”

James was only half listening so he just shrugs. “Whatever you want, pretty girl. Doesn’t matter to me.”

You huff, “You weren’t even listening were you?”

James gives you a guilty look and shakes his head a little, “Not really..no..I’m sorry. Dressing up just ain’t my thing.” Your lips turn down into a small frown and he immediately feels bad. That wasn’t his intention. “I’ll let you pick whatever you want.” He offers.

Slowly you nod your head and then re-examine the choices in front of you, humming in thought. “How about we match?”

That’s even cheesier than just dressing up but for you he’d do it, if it meant seeing you smile so he nods. “Alright. Lay it on me then. What am I being lassoed into?”

You pluck the costume package off the hook and hold it up for him, grinning happily. “This!”

Frankenstein’s monster. “You want me to go as a green oaf?” James questions with an amused smile.

You roll your eyes, “No, he’s not an oaf. Just misunderstood. Like you.”

He takes the package into his calloused hands and turns it over, looking at the contents. “I ain’t wearing a mask.” He states.

Your smile returns. He was actually giving in. “That’s fine, I’ll put some black on your eyes, put a couple stitches on ya and you can wear the neck bolts.”

He sighs again but nods his head almost reluctantly. “Alright alright. What’re you being then?”

You pick up another packaged costume and show it to him. “The bride of Frankenstein.” **IGNORE MY PROFILE PICTURE OKAY**

He looks between the two. “Is there a euphemism here I’m missing?” He asks with a small smirk.

“Only that we are perfectly imperfect and made for one another.” You say softly looking up at him before you lean on your tiptoes, giving him a sweet kiss. “Now c’mon you big oaf, let’s go check out.”

[haveyouseenthismovie-poll]

[cuddl3s4shur1]

•𝐒𝐇𝐄’𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄•

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐘/𝐍 𝐗 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐒

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒, (𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐)

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎: The first time you meet Armando and his Attidue.

𝐀/𝐍:HE IS SO FINEEE LORD HAVE MERCY, also

𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄: 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Horrible Spanish (Google translate and apple) , Maybe Bad Grammer. Semi Spoiler

Inspired by: that scene in Bad Boys Ride or die

music: Permission By Ro James

You would here a sudden knock on the door, you turn the news off see your Godfather his friend and soon be on the run for whatever.

You would get low on the ground grab your phone and gun from your safe, check your ring camera to see if it’s your God Father Marcus and Mike and the last one was know where to be found which didn’t effect you. Kelly and Dorn Was behind them.

“Man Y/n open the damn door” You get up and still have your gun in your hand as you open your door.

“Don’t rush me, had to make sure They weren’t tryna get me since you always bring crime around me” You say to him, you open the door all the way so they can walk in. They walk in, And you close the door behind you.

“First off what the fuck do yall got on, overhearing looking like rednecks that say the hard r” You laugh at him.

“Look we had to put on some clothes and they were the only ones, to be honest,” Mike said to you, you nodded your head and did a semi-smile. your body language was positive

“So what do you need me to do” You ask him as your arms cross, looking at them knowing they want something from you.

“You can shoot a gun, you can fight back and you're a nurse, you would be able to help us during this battle,” Marcus says to you, Your eye rolled even though he wasn’t wrong

“you understand right now, i had to work night shift i just got home im tired and this is what you guys want me to do” You question them, your door would be bust open, you feel your body react fast getting your gun out of your side.

“Armando I told you to wait in the car,” Mike says, you stare at the guys putting the gun back to your side as you realize they know him.

He looked at Mike and gave him a mug look ignoring his request, as he would stare at you listening to the conversation from afar as he stood in the kitchen. His eyes would look you up and down which you felt his gaze.

Ignoring him and his attitude you walked to your door closing it and locking it so no more people would come in your house. “But Yeah I know I can do all that, but how many days am I going to have to take off” you ask them, you only got 2 weeks of them off, and they are better when saved instead of used.

“Well we don’t know how deep this goes but I’ll say three days because we know you need one for rest,” Marcus says, you side-eye at him and chuckle. Armando’s eyes would flutter at you.

“Of all people Marcus you can’t say anything about rest days when you still need to be on bed rest and You Mike, need to go the doctor for your panic attacks,” You say addressing them, they tilt their heads at you, side eying you for saying it out loud.

“I’m perfectly fine-“ Marcus says before Mike cuts, him off “And I didn’t have a panic attack” you scuff and their comments as they obviously knew you were right.

“Know, I’ll figure some shit out but when are we leaving-“ you say as you take a breath seeing Armando drinking a glass of your Jack Daniel’s

“Why are you drinking my Jack” you ask him, everyone’s eyes look towards him; his shoulders shrug, “Why does your house smell like Dior Sauvage” He asks you instead of answering your question, His head tilts, as his lips would make a smirk. their eyes would now dart to you.

Marcus and Mike would look at each other before sniffing around trying to smell the Cologne, Kelly, and Dorn would side-eye each other and sit on the couch trying to not be nosey.

“Know what, why are you drinking Jack Daniel’s whiskey and infant why does it smell like Dior and why is it a diamond stud on the ground” Mike and Marcus would ask you. You look around at everyone before ignoring the question. Armando would chuckle seeing this as he poured Another cup full of the whiskey.

“I have a roommate, he wears diamond studs and likes Dior, but I actually do Like Jack Daniel’s,” You admit to them, Growing up around your family they would drink 5 things, Pepsi, Water, Beer, Hennessy, and Jack.

Armando’s teeth would grid, as you mentioned the roommate, it’s not like he was jealous or anything, but a part of him felt mad that it wasn’t him, even though he had just met you.

“Like when you say roommate, you mean roommate or roooomateeeee” Marcus asks you, you chuckled at his question

“Roommate, if you wanted to Know your god daughter isn’t going to give you any grandkids” You tell him upfront, his eyes would smile and so did Armando’s.

“Let’s go” He smiles at you being happy about not having grand kids, giving you the biggest hug, your eyes would face Armando’s.

You guys would look eye contact as he would mouth something to you.

“Come here” you you would close your eyes acting like you didn’t see his request. You would retreat from the hug.

“Look what the fuck am I getting myself into, also please hurry this process up, i still need to get some sleep, i had to drink 3 red bulls to stay up my full shift, the more I stay up the more I will be angry in the morning” you tell everyone of them, Armando would adjust the way he would sit into a man spread. His eyes would stare into yours , never coming off of you.

“They tryna frame, Captin We all know they are, he had a big break on a case on some mole working for the cartel, and now we need to put a stop before they try to disrespect captain. “ Mike says to you, you nod your head

“Ok that makes sense but why is he in my house, you point at him, confused and wanting to know answers.

“Puedes bajar el dedo (You can lower your finger) “he says at you, you had some patients that only spoke spanish so you took time to learn it for them. You would put down your finger done pointing still wanting to her and answer from them wondering what did they need.

Armandos face would slightly change as his eyes would lift seeing you knew some spanish, He smirked like he made a mental note about it .

“He knows who’s after captain and us” You nod your head, You start weighing your options , last time you helped them you got shot in your leg, so than you trained harder so that wouldn’t happen again.

“I’ll go and I’ll let yall crash at my crib and what not, yall can figure out what y’all wanna do or sleep, i have a guest room, don’t go in DJS room i have 2 bathrooms.

You would look around for your phone as you needed, And pat your back pockets as that where you thought it was last time. You look over to see Armando at your kitchen island with your phone in his hand smiling as he had lowered them at you.

Walking over to the bar stools at the island where he was, he would get up and get close to you. You kept a distance towards him but wasn’t that close “Can i get my phone” you popped your neck at him, you left your hand out and tilted your head as at him.

“¿Y con quién estás hablando, princesa? (And who are you talking to, princess?)”He questions you, as he walked up to you. His voice stern and husky. You scuff at his comment And you walk up to him as well,

“Obviamente, tú eres el único que sigue haciendo cosas. ( Obviously you're the only one who keeps doing things. “) “ You said to him, angry at him everyone else was toned out as You looked up at him with aggression

“Seamos honestos con nosotros mismos, ¿vale? (Let's be honest with ourselves, okay? ) He admits to you as he adjusts your chin to really look at him, his hand would sit on your waist. You couldn’t like and say this man didn’t affect you, because he did in a flirtatious way and an asshole way.

He places phone in your hand and pats your right shoulder as he walks away from you. You get your phone and place it in your back pocket, you get blankets and pillows and give them to everyone with a mug on your face

“What the hell was that” Mike said to fix the awkward silence that was once taking over the living room.

“A positive chat,” you say with the biggest sarcasm in your voice, your fake grin as well as you give the blanket and pillow to Armando.

You would hear under your breath kelly ask you a question “are you good” she would say.

“She’s fine,” He says you bat your eyes at him eye-rolling at him once again, and when done with the blankets and pillows you go to your bedroom to make some calls.

“Listen, Armando, I know that’s not my blood daughter but stop flirting right, or you gon deal with Some real problems” he says to him, his shoulders would shrug as he showed he didn’t give a fuck about that.

After a few minutes, you would come out of your room, “I’ll be going I confirmed it with my boss, Although at first, I said y’all can sleep wherever I changed my mind, Mike And Marcus can sleep on the sectional couch, Kelly and Dorn y’all can sleep in the guest bedroom and Armando for you I have no idea, the trust we will figure it out, hopefully” You tell them, they start to shift around.

People would start taking showers including you, you were the first to take on the get the shift off plus it had now became a minute everything shower. Everything would get shaved and then smoothed with a scrub. After a good 30 minutes you would get out your bathroom, to see armando on the other side of your bed, “What are you doing in here” You asked, now fixing your towel so it wouldn’t drop.

“I think this is where I could sleep tonight,” he says, looking at you, he was dead serious with you. Which made you kinda nervous, you didn’t know where he was going to sleep for tonight and he might have to sleep in the bed with you tonight.

“You sure, there wasn’t anywhere else you thought of” you ask him, He looks at you and disagrees with a friendly nod. “Nope it wasn’t meant to be for us,” he says to you, you swallow some air trying to stay calm.

You would give up on the argument and would settle, you guys had been disagreeing with each other since y'all had met. You would grab your lotions and other vanilla products for you to smell good.

It would take an extra 15 minutes for your night time routine, to be done, after brushing your teeth and more. Armando had gone and took a shower during this time as well. You would tie your hair up so it could look good for the next day. He would come back into the room with just a towel on. You couldn’t even say he didn't workout because it was obvious that he did.

“do you have some clothes I could wear?” He asks you, you try to keep a straight face so you would only nod since you’re trying to prevent yourself from saying something wrong. You only could think of the clothes your ex-boyfriend had given you but forgot to get rid of and they were most likely still there.

They should at least be the same size so he might be able to fit them. You give him the pjs but he starts to look you up and down, you had on some fluffy Spiderman pjs and a white tank top with a red bra underneath. He heads to your bedroom to change into the PJs. Heading to the kitchen to clean the dishes he had made, you place the jack in the freezer and grab the glass he had. Washing it, Heavy footsteps would approach you, Marcus and Mike were knocked watching some old cartoons most likely from their childhood. And you couldn’t hear Kelly or Dorn so they were most likely asleep as well.

“You didn't want to enjoy a glass with me” He would ask you. “Nah we got important stuff to do and I work better when I'm not intoxicated,” you tell him. He’d nod. You guys would go back to your bedroom to call it nights out.

[samonroegf]

champagne coast — james kelly

summary : when james knows he's going to be going to prison for a long time, he stops at your house one last time. ᝰ masterlist

requested by @motelofmermaids

the rain poured down hard, echoing against the tin roof of your trailer. you sigh and try to find something half-way decent on the cable channels that were coming in through the storm.

a loud knock on your door startles you but you're quick to answer the door. james kelly stands before you, hair matted to his forehead from the rain. it's been some time since you'd last seen him, but you'd be damned if you're gonna leave him out in the rain.

you side stepped allowing him into the space, “jamie, what are you doing here?” your voice came out a little cold but it wasn't your intention.

“baby, i need you one last time. I don't know when I'll be able to see you again,” he closed the door, leaning against it.

“james, what d’ya mean? what's going on, talk to me please.” he pulled you close, calloused fingers gripping your waist.

“i’m going away, darlin, ten years or somethin’. please just one last time, can't go away without feeling that pretty little pussy around me again.” he sighs, forehead pushed against yours. his cock hard in his pants, just thinking about you.

“oh jamie, what did frankie get you into?” it was a rhetorical question, and you let him pull you close. this was the man that you thought you'd spend the rest of your days with.

he sighs again, before enveloping your lips with his, rough and fast. fingers bunching your shirt, trying to pull you as close as possible. he always has a way of making your brain turn off, his lips shutting down any sign of coherent thinking.

your hands climb up his chest, wrapping themselves around his neck. he gives you a little tap on your hip, signaling to let him pick you up. your legs wrap around him as he boosts you up, pinning you against the harsh wood of your front door.

you can't help but whine into his mouth, he groans in return. one hand holding you up, and the other rubbing circles on your clit through your pantines.

you throw your head back, it's been so long since you'd been touched, not to mention someone who knows your body like it's his.

“fuck, doll, you're so wet f’me. think you're ready?” his movements don't stop, but he's looking into your eyes, he needs to make sure you're okay.

“ready, jamie, please fuck me.” you’re needy for him and if he doesn't fill you up soon, you might combust.

he just shoved his pants and underwear down just under his cock. pushing your panties to the side, he's running out of time. or at least, that's how he feels right now.

there's already sweat collecting on the back of your neck. he pushed his cock into your cunt, cursing under his breath as your walls swallow him.

“always take me so well, pretty girl.” you're a whining mess, only being able to babble out his name over and over again. his hips piston, letting the head of his dick hit that special spot, thr one makes you feel like you're falling apart.

you bite into his shoulder, needing some grasp of control as you're being ruined by your high school sweetheart. he groans out because of it, making him go even faster.

“fuck baby, you close?" he asks, gruffly. you nod, hastily against him. he continues to rub harsh circles on your clit making you come with him.

“jamie!” you moan, basically scream as you cream around his cock, his cum filling up your unprotected cunt. he smiles lovingly down at you, helping you down and onto the couch.

he cleans you up and sprawls on the couch with you, “wish i didn't have to go,” he sighs and presses a kiss onto the top of your head.

“i’ll come visit you, jamie, i promise. don't try to force me away, promise me you won't.” he looks away from you at your confession, a disgruntled look on his face.

“a decade is a long time, doll. I don't want you to wait for me. it's not fair to you,” he sounds so sad. like he thought he didn't deserve someone who would want to wait for him.

“that’s my decision, not yours. you don't get to choose that for me.” your voice is soft, you're not upset with him. you just love him.

“i love you, baby. thank you.”

[valkyrieromanoff]

MASTERLIST✨:

✦ MASTERLIST: 31 DAYS OF SPOOKY ONESHOTS

↳ MICHAEL B JORDAN

✦ CASTING

synopsis: you do a casting test with Michael B Jordan.

↳ PEDRO PASCAL (+ CHARACTERS)

✦ INTERVIEW

synopsis: Pedro and you have starred in a movie together, and now you have to go through the interviews.

✦ IMAGINE PEDRO PASCAL X ACTRESS!READER

synopsis: you and Pedro answer some internet questions.

✦ PEDRO PASCAL X ACTRESS! READER

synopsis: when a question during an interview makes you uncomfortable, Pedro comforts you.

✦ GUESS THE LINE: PEDRO PASCAL x ACTRESS! READER

synopsis: you and Pedro play Guess the line.

✦ LAST HOPE - JOEL MILLER X READER

synopsis: when Reader needs medicine for her little son, Joel is her last hope.

↳ HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN’S CHARACTERS

✦ JAMES KELLY IMAGINE: THE MECHANIC AND THE SPOILED PRINCESS

synopsis: (18+) your car breaks down for the tenth time and James is your mechanic.

✦ BED CHEM (18+): JAMES KELLY X READER

synopsis: (18+) James is your neighbor at the trailer park, he sees you washing your trailer, and he offers to help. One hand washes the other, and you find yourself in a pleasant situation.

✦ LOVE BITES: ANAKIN SKYWALKER

synopsis: you want to give Anakin a love bite but you're too embarrassed to ask.

✦ CARE AFTER THE MISSION: ANAKIN SKYWALKER X F! READER

synopsis: Anakin takes care of you after a mission.

✦ DUTY BE DAMNED: ANAKIN X READER (18+)

✦ IN THE SHOWER: ANAKIN X READER (18+)

✦ ONLY ONE BED: AOTC ANAKIN X READER

synopsis: (18+) you and Anakin have to share a room with only one bed.

✦ ONLY BEGINNING: ANAKIN X READER (18+)

✦ PIZZA TIME: ANAKIN SKYWALKER X READER

synopsis: you and Anakin decide to cook together, but the problem is that neither of you know what you're doing.

✦ WITHDRAWAL: ANAKIN X READER

✦ PINKY PROMISE: ANAKIN x READER

✦ GOOD BOY: SUB! ANAKIN X F! READER

synopsis: (18+) Anakin finds you on a dark street at the Coruscant underworld and things move at a dangerous pace.

✦ Bad ideia right?: master!anakin x padawan!reader (+18)

synopsis: Sharing a room with your master didn’t seem like a bad idea, right? But when Anakin steps out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel hanging on his hips, things quickly spiral into uncharted territory. As the tension between you thickens and lines between duty and desire blur, you’re left questioning whether this might have been a very bad idea after all.

↳ BAD BATCH

✦ SLEEPING NEXT TO THE BATCH BATCH

✦ HOW BAD BATCH WOULD REACT IF YOU KISS THEIR NOSE?

✦ BAD BATCH: HEADCANON ABOUT A KARAOKE NIGHT

✦ 5 times you innocently sat on Hunter's lap (plus 1 you didn't)

↳ REQUESTS

✦ BABY, IT'S COLD OUTSIDE: ANAKIN X READER

synopsis: you've been sent to Orto Plutonia on a mission, but end up trapped in a frozen canyon. Fortunately, Anakin came to your rescue.

✦ 'SOKA: CAPTAIN REX X AHSOKA TANO

synopsis: Ahsoka and Rex meet again after years apart, and sparks fly between them.

[darthdaddi]

MDNI 18+

More under the cut.

Smutty smutty smut, stepbrother!James, fauxcest, reader is of age, don't like it then don't read it.

Been thinking ab STEPBROTHER!JAMES KELLY recently, like real bad on my mind. How he'd waltz up into your girly room, probably filled with squishmallows or some shit because you love to collect them, or maybe because you actually have some childhood trauma you need to heal.... But one minute you'd just be talkin', maybe about nothing too important like how college was going for you or what's up with your mad collection of stuffed animals. Then next thing you know, your pushed face down into your pretty pink sheets screaming, "Jamie, Jamie, Jamie!!" All whilst kicking your feet in protest to slow down because he's bottomed out in that pretty little pussy and you can't take that much more of it, going too fast. And James would say something along the lines of, "Y'feel too good ...", a little sleazy like, while one hand holds your wrists behind your back, and the other is spreading your ass cheek just so he could look at how well you were taking him. He'd let out a breathy groan in the process, especially seeing how you just sucked him right in. Obviously your body was betraying your words, because that damn little cunt seemed greedy for more. James would be a little mean, he can't help it. It's just too fun to see you all flustered and red over his degradation, "Do you like it that much? Hm? So in need of your big brothers cock, really? No wonder, you probably can't even get it from anyone else." He'd scoff while saying those words, watching how the squishmallows and stuffies toppled over at his weight on the bed, and how he was making the springs squeak due to his pace. James would kinda snicker to himself as he'd watch with an amused smile, all your precious stuffies being scattered about. "Do you think they're traumatized?" He'd inquire, and when you'd look over your shoulder at him confused, he'd palm your head like a basketball and turn it to the side. You'd blush and hide your face into the plush bedspread in embarrassment, that a 19 year old let her stepbrother fuck her in the bed that has held up innocence for the longest time. But you can't say no to your Jamie.

This has been in the drafts, collecting dust forever now 😭 I'm trying to stay a bit consistent and maybe clean some of this out. Still working on an inbox request and I might start writing a little Halloween fic, so stay tuned for that 🤭.

[kiddbegins]

He Was Checking you out - Matt Casey

requested: yes

word count: 1,085

warning: jealous!matt, ft some creepy bitch

a/n: tbh i forget it was checking you out and not flirting but i did what i had to do regardless lmaooo

masterlist

Matt Casey was easily the love of your life. Without a doubt. You’d known that since the day you met. You wanted to be with him and you knew he did too. So you asked him out, got drinks, then dinner and now you sat with him at Molly’s weekly for a drink.

And things were nice, “He nearly burnt his ass off, genuinely. That door was not going to hold much longer.” One of his coworker, Kelly, was going on about a house fire that they were called to that day and you felt a weight grow in your stomach.

You were aware he was a firefighter, putting himself directly in the line of danger was something he would do daily. But you still got antsy when it was brought up sometimes. Especially when Kelly whipped out the picture of the back of his jacket that nearly had an entire hole burnt through it. 

“Jesus, I’m gonna grab another drink, do you want one?” You questioned the man next to you, standing as he shook his head. 

“Nah, I’m alright.” Matt’s hand lingered on you until it physically couldn’t anymore, your body too far from his to reach. And you went up to the bar, asking for a shot or two from the curly haired bartender and downing them right there.

Normally you wouldn’t have been so abrasive with them, but it just needed to take the anxious edge off. Nothing more. “You alright there y/l/n?” Stella questioned, picking up a glass to polish it. 

The night had been pretty slow so there wasn’t much for her to do when she wasn’t actively pouring liquor into cups for customers. “Yeah, I just kind of got skeeved out over what they were talking about but, yeah, I’m okay.” You forced a small smile on your face. “Can I get a beer?” Just as you asked, the other man behind the bar came over, already having a bottle in his hand.

“From that guy over there.” Otis’ nose scrunched up, not having had it in him to tell the guy there was no use, instead just offering the drink up and turning back. Your eyes locked with the guy on the opposite end of the bar, that apparently being a sign for him to get up and move closer to you.

Stella gave you a look that silently said she’d have an eye on you as she stepped away, being beckoned over by Mouch for another drink. “Hey,” The stranger nodded his head at you, a tilt to his head as he leaned against the counter.

“Hi.” Short and sweet, attempting to cut the interaction short. “Thanks for the drink,” You added on, be nice and maybe he wouldn’t end up being some psychopath that followed you home.

“Yeah, no problem. I’m James.” He was very adamant on talking to you, not noticing the way you very fully were keeping yourself back from him, any conversation he tried to hold was met with short or dry answers. Not to mention the way his eyes dragged over you.

It made your skin crawl and you were trying to find a decent way to drop this interaction. The only thing that actually got you out of it, was Matt finally deciding he’d had enough of this guy eyeing you up and down and coming over, protectively putting his arm around your waist. “Hey baby,” He made a show of planting a nice and wet kiss to your lips.

Easily, your arm went around him, thankful that he decided to come over, a smile finally spreading onto your face, “Hi.” Your voice was small as the man you didn’t even want near you slinked away, obviously embarrassed.

As soon as he was away, Matt dropped his arm from your side, “We’re going home.” He muttered, pulling you out of the building with his jaw clenched. There was a look you had never, and genuinely you meant, ever seen on his face.

The ride was nearly silent, Matt’s hands simply holding onto the steering wheel, not in yours. Not on your thigh like he would usually on the way home from Molly’s. You would have said something but honestly, what do you even say when you don’t know why he was being like that?

Back at his apartment, you stopped as soon as you shut the door, “Alright, what the hell is your problem? Why are you so mad?” You finally spoke up, crossing your arms. The man had tried to simply go to the room, once again not stopping to say or even look at you.

He turned, raising his eyebrows, “He was clearly checking you out and you didn’t do anything,” His voice came out louder than he meant to, taking in a deep breath. “that’s why I’m mad.”

You pulled your eyebrows together, shaking your head, “I didn’t do anything because I knew I was going to go back over to you anyway, Matt. I’m female in my thirties, I’m used to men unwantedly staring at me.” 

That was just how it was for women and sure, you didn’t expect him to fully get that but being blamed for it was not something you were okay with. Even if you were in love with him. “I get that this is, still kind of new, or whatever you want to say about it, but if you’re going to get this worked up anytime a guy looks in my direction,” You cut yourself off, looking at him.

He knew what you were implying, and that alone had him walking over and grabbing onto your hands tightly. “I only did, because he was very clearly undressing you with his eyes, but if you don’t want me to, I won’t. As long as you come home with me at the end of the night, that’s all I care about.”

“And I will. I swear that I will. Always.”

“Okay, alright. I’m sorry.” He moved a hand to the side of your face to lean into a more gentle kiss than earlier, holding yours in his other one still. You interlocked your fingers together before looking up at him.

Slightly you shook your head, “Don’t be. You jealous was a bit hot.” You muttered, gazing up at him while biting at the inside of your cheek.

His eyebrow twitched up, looking back down at you, “Oh yeah?”

“Mhm. Just a bit though.”

“I’ll have to try better next time then.”

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