#josh lambert x fem!reader

[r4fe-cam3ron]

𓍯 ִֶָ dear reader,

𓍯 ִֶָ FEBRUARY 1ST | someone new - hozier (zach maclaren) | ceilings - lizzy mcalpine (sergei kravinoff)

𓍯 ִֶָ FEBRUARY 2ND | for you - rita ora, ft. liam payne (spencer reid) | it’s been awhile - staind (rockstar!eddie munson)

𓍯 ִֶָ FEBRUARY 3RD | love - lana del rey (josh lambert) | decode - paramore (charlie walker)

𓍯 ִֶָ FEBRUARY 4TH | about you - the 1975 (dave lizewski) | once more to see you - mitski (james patrick march)

𓍯 ִֶָ FEBRUARY 5TH | cinnamon girl - lana del rey (tangerine) | nothing can change this love - sam cooke (divorced dad!eddie munson)

𓍯 ִֶָ FEBRUARY 6TH | coming back for you - maroon 5 (sergei kravinoff) | homesick - noah kahan (rafe cameron)

𓍯 ִֶָ FEBRUARY 7TH | please - noah kahan (colin zabel) | again - noah cyrus ft. xxxtentacion (tangerine)

𓍯 ִֶָ FEBRUARY 8TH | the man who can’t be moved - the script (ex-boyfriend!steve harrington) | sorry - halsey (friedrich harding)

𓍯 ִֶָ FEBRUARY 9TH | cheater - the vamps (eddie munson) | secret love song - little mix (rafe cameron)

𓍯 ִֶָ FEBRUARY 10TH | last first kiss - one direction (steve harrington) | what’s left of me - grace vanderwaal (roman godfrey)

𓍯 ִֶָ FEBRUARY 11TH | love somebody - maroon 5 (spencer reid) | keep that to yourself - tristan (ex-boyfriend!rafe cameron)

𓍯 ִֶָ FEBRUARY 12TH | she calls me back - noah kahan (rafe cameron) | true blue - boygenius (truck driver dad!eddie)

𓍯 ִֶָ FEBRUARY 13TH | the only exception - paramore (eddie munson - truck driver!eddie universe) | spaces - one direction (pietro maximoff)

𓍯 ִֶָ FEBRUARY 14TH | unchained melody - the righteous brothers (eric - aqpdo) | the blackest day - lana del rey (kai anderson)

༉‧₊˚. an; here is the list of songs on the ‘mixtape’! two one-shots will be posted in a day, starting on the first of february and ending the fourteenth!

if you’d like to be tagged in specific ones, please feel free to message, inbox, or even comment below!

(also want to say theres a couple of characters im adding into here that im not entirely to sure if ill add to my character list! but if theres more requests for them, ill gladly do them!)

border; @/sstoruux

[gracelaurie]

Innocent | Ed Warren x Reader

pairing : Ed Warren (Conjuring) x Female Reader

summary : You have been frequently bothered by a bride ghosts since you were little. But as you grow older you feel increasingly disturbed and you ask for help from Ed and Lorraine Warren, a demonologist, to help you escape the curse.

Instead of focusing on the exorcism case this time, you are caught up in a hot affair with Ed Warren.

After all, who would refuse his cock?

warning : full of smut, cheating, masturbation, virginity loss, unprotected sex, p in v sex, breeding kink, rough sex.

for another patrick wilson ff ➡️ masterlist

You snuck into Massachusetts Western University, Wakefield. You’re obviously not a student there, you graduated from uni last year. You knew that Ed and Lorraine Warren would be lecture in there so you disguised yourself as a student.

You’re wearing a white shirt matching with a black short skirt that is above the knee. Your beautiful legs are covered with sheer stockings.

Because of your appearance, many men stare at you stunned, even women seem to steal glances at you. You’re really beautiful and different from others. Your outfit is certainly the opposite in the 70s, but it’s not because of your outfit that makes many people admire you, but because you have a beautiful face with hair that looks very soft.

You have responded politely several times when several people tried to get to know you, and they were surprised why they had never seen you here.

Even though you attract attention there, you remain focused on your purpose here. The thought that told you to focus appeared when you saw the bride's figure appear again at the end of the room while Ed and Lorraine Warren were teaching in front. The bride looks at you with red eyes, and blood comes out of her eyes.

The blood dripped on the floor and when Lorraine walked backwards and stepped on the blood, in an instant the figure disappeared.

Lorraine gasped. She froze in place, looking at the floor which now had no blood at all- then she saw you.

Ed grabbed his wife’s shoulder, and he asked, “what is it, hon?”

“Nothing,” said Lorraine briefly, her eyes still looking straight at you. Ed followed his wife’s gaze, and he’s looking at you now.

“We have to,” Lorraine stopped because she was still trying to digest everything, “we have to continue this.”

Ed nodded, he then turned the video back on, “A French-Canadian farmer with no more than a third-grade education yet after he was possessed, spoke some of the best Latin I’d ever heard.”

You looked at the screen seriously. Suddenly you felt goosebumps, but when you looked to the side of the screen, you saw Ed caught staring at you, then Ed immediately continued talking, “S-sometimes backwards.” said Ed, who surprisingly, he’s stammer.

“He’d been molested by his father, who had also tortured him repeatedly.” Ed said still unable to take his eyes off you.

You realize this. It seems like you stole Ed Warren’s attention since Lorraine stared at you intently- she knew and could feel that you were being followed by the ghost. But her husband gaze at you... seemed different.

To ensure that, you pulled up your short skirt and crossed your legs. Your thighs are clearly visible in the sheer stockings which makes Ed even more unable to focus.

“A dark spirit…” Ed’s hungry gaze at your thighs, made his wife, Lorraine, suspect her husband’s strange behavior. Ed nervously continued, “A dark spirit made its home in- in th- this man.”

“Now, if you look into his eyes, you can see him tearing blood.” said Lorraine. You watched carefully and felt increasingly goosebumps all over your body.

Again, Ed couldn’t stop looking at you. You know that just by looking, you know this is wrong. He’s a married man and maybe they already have children. But you can’t deny that you like being seen by Ed, you feel like you want to tease him again.

“And like that…” Lorraine said while glaring at her husband and you alternately, “an upside-down cross started to appear from within his body.”

“All right, Drew, you can hit the lights.”

Suddenly everyone raised their hands to ask questions. You are surprised by this, not because of the enthusiasm of the class so that everyone wants to ask questions except you, but you are surprised because you feel like you didn’t get anything from their explanation.

Because Ed keeps looking at you and you in your seat keep teasing him. It seems like no one noticed, but if anyone in the room noticed besides his wife, they couldn’t blame you. He’s hot.

You can feel Ed and Lorraine’s relationship immediately strain. After answering questions from various students, they immediately left the room at a fast pace. You immediately follow their steps towards their car.

“Hey,” you said walking over to them as they were about to get into their car, “hey, I need your help.”

Before Ed could reply to your words, you quickly said, “I’m not a student here. I’m not even from this city, I came all the way here because I got news that you were lecture here, and...”

“That ghost bride….” said Lorraine still looking straight at you, “she follows you all the time, wherever you are.”

“And the worst part is…” you lowered your head, “she was the one who made my best friend die. I was driving a car, and I saw her figure right in front of my car, and I was fooled, I...”

“I’m sorry about what happened…” Ed said looking at you guiltily, then he looked at his wife who seemed to be trying to digest something, “I’m sure we can help…”

Lorraine turned to her husband. Don’t know why he really wants to help you even though they were very busy handling other cases that they should have investigated right away. Of course Lorraine wants to help you, but she feels bad instincts between her husband and you.

She knows that you have seduced her husband and his husband can’t take his eyes off you, but she had seen everything through her vision, about a bride ghost who always haunts and disturbs you.

“Of course we can help you,” said Lorraine smiling at you, gesturing for you to get into their car.

When you got into the car, Lorraine’s smile faded as she looked at her husband. She knew that something like this would happen, they had been together for a very long time, she knew that one day her husband would give another woman his gaze as if he wanted to strip her naked. But she didn’t think she could bear this much pain, however she had to focus on her purpose this time to helping you.

“How long have you been bothered by that ghost?”Lorraine asked when you arrived at her house.

You thought that the house will contain terrible things, but it turns out that all of them have been stored in one room. Her house is the same as most houses, classic interior design, and various paintings... Lorraine said that her husband likes pictures.

“When I was little,” you said, then you looked at Ed for a moment. And you realize that you look at him too often, “I don't remember exactly, but I could see her when I was 6 years old.”

“I felt very scared. especially when I no longer live with my parents, I...” you give up. You can’t control yourself from looking at Ed. His proportional body makes you want to be fucked by him.

“I'm not from this country. I studied in America and I have graduated from university and now I live here.” You could feel Ed constantly looking at you.

You bit your bottom lip, “I was alone, in the past if I was disturbed every night I could ask my parents to look after me. I know it was the actions of a spoiled child, but now everything is different, I endure all this alone, and I’m afraid...”

“You are not alone, we are here to help you...” said Lorraine holding your hand gently, “can you explain to us what you experienced…apart from your friend’s accident?”

You think for a moment, then you say quietly, “she often comes into my dreams, I don’t know, she always says something but I never remember it. And the weird thing is, I feel like I dreamed of her only for a moment, maybe 2 minutes ago, and when I woke up, it was already morning.”

“Ed...” said Lorraine softly.

He nodded his head, “yes hon?”

“Can you be here accompany her? I will be right back.” said Lorraine as she stood up. And then she whispered something to her husband, making you feel strange. She turned to you and smiled faintly then left the place.

“Where did she go?” you asked as Ed now sat down next to you.

“She’s just… want to do her thing.”

“No, you always work together. I don’t believe that.” you said feeling suspicious.

“And you believe what?” said Ed, “After you showed me your thighs and bit your sexy lips while me and my wife were lecture in there.”

Ed’s soft fingers touched your pink lips, his thumb combing every corner of your lips while his other fingers held your chin.

You let go of Ed’s hand with a slow movement. “No, Ed, we can’t.” You said trying to avoid eye contact from him.

Ed grinned, “Why not?” he tucked your hair behind your ear, holding your chin, “look at me.”

You’re looking at each other now. You can’t help yourself when you see Ed in his formal suit and tie... his body is very proportional with his very handsome face. You only looked into his eyes for 5 seconds and you immediately kissed Ed’s lips hungrily.

Ed kissed you back, your fingers undoing Ed’s tie. He kissed your neck aggressively, then with quick movements he placed your entire body lying on the sofa. He took off his suit and shirt, as did you at the same time taking off your shirt.

When you were about to take off your skirt-- Ed, who was already topless, bit your neck and then said in a deep, hoarse voice in your ear, “leave the skirt in place. as are those filthy stockings...”

Ed ripped your sheer stocking right at your cunt. He moved your panties to look at your pussy. You could feel Ed’s fingers playing on your clit. His thumb rubs your clit with lazy movements while his other 2 fingers into your cunt.

You groaned in pain, Ed said, “damn, 2 fingers won't really go inside. You’re so tight, honey.”

“You're a virgin huh?” said Ed, who was still playing with your clitoris and with his fingers, you could only nod weakly.

“What a surprise.” You felt his fingers force their way into your vagina making you scream in pain.

You can hear Lorraine calling her husband because he heard your moan, “don't worry hon, this is part of the exorcism I’m doing. I can do it myself.” Ed lied so stupidly.

“Ed...please...” you let out a weak moan, you looked at the door of the house which was still wide open, “Ed... shouldn't we close the door first?”

His fingers slipped from your cunt. He started to unbutton his trousers. You can see his cock which is so big and hard in front of you.

You can feel his cock starting to enter the walls of your cunt which are already very wet. He kisses your thighs which are still covered in stockings then enters his entire penis into you. Makes you groan in pain and shed tears.

You felt sore because Ed’s big cock was inside you, but you really liked it.

“Ed, we have to close the door...”

Ed now put your legs over his shoulders and fucked you very aggressively, he answered, “That's not necessary. If someone else passes by this house, at least they can see what a slut you are.” He squeezed out the last word by thrusting his cock deeper into you.

You were drunk with the pleasure he was giving you. You accidentally said a sentence you didn’t want to say.

“Ed Warren.....a sexy demonologist that I just met. A married man that would exorcise all the demons in my body. Please have my baby, put it all in me…. I want you..” you moaned as he insert his cock into your wet cunt with fast movements.

Ed looked at you with pity, “I really wanted to see you have my baby the first time I saw you with those thighs that were so tempting... obey me and be a good slut.”

You nod and you feel increasingly excited and want to climax when Ed kisses both of your tits and licks your nipples while still inserting his large penis inside you.

“Ed... I want to cum.” you moaned when Ed bit your nipple.

He then kissed your collarbones then you could feel his rough breath on your neck now. He kissed your neck then you felt something flowing inside you.

He releases a lot of sperm inside you. With nothing left. His big cock was still inside you when Lorraine caught you both in the living room.

“So, can we start now?” She asked with a straight face, “of course you can do an exorcism faster than this, right, Ed?”

Ed chuckled, he still hadn't removed his cock from inside you, “yeah hon, give us some time to get dressed again.”

Lorraine left the room still with a straight face. But you know that she really jealous and hurt because she obviously heard all your moans and can imagine how great your sex was. But she can’t do anything for that because she wants her husband to be happy.

You kissed his lips as he pulled his cock out of your pussy, “that was amazing.” you said then he smiled happily.

Your still naked bodies stood up and Ed hugged you from behind, “ready for round two?”

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[darling-i-read-it]

System

Dalton Lambert x fem!reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: set after insidious the red door so spoilers for that, the readers scared daltons wandered off again 

Author’s Note: Sorry this took so long love! I’ve been a bit everywhere lately but I was finally happy with this. Also my spell check is being hella weird so if there’s some misspelled things just ignore it lol. I hope you enjoy!

Requested: by anon, hi i literally just got home from the insidious movie with my friend, but i was wondering if you are taking requests, if not feel free to ignore! but i was wondering if you’d be able to do a dalton x reader where they maybe meet his family? and he has an episode during it and gets stuck in the further and reader has to try and coax him out of it? or he has an episode and comes out of it in a panic attack like state and reader helps him through it and his family is in shock that dalton lets her see him like that. they think its really sweet that she can help him through it and everything.

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif)

Thanksgiving break. You could fear the cold in the air as people talked lightly going down to their cars, happy to leave school behind for a couple days of rest. Dalton threw his bag over his shoulder, watching you watch the window. The leaves were falling onto the street, whisked away by the gentle wind. You could see people’s silent laughter through the glass. 

“You ready?” Dalton’s voice broke you out of your trance. You nodded once, pulling your bag up over your head as well. It just had some clothes and your laptop, plus chargers. You hadn’t been expecting to go back for Thanksgiving with your heavy workload. 

“Your dads here?” 

“Yeah, pulling up outside.” You turned back to the window like you could locate him. Dalton grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the door. You followed him outside of his dorm room. He shut and locked it behind him before leading you down the stairs among the stragglers of people leaving for break. 

You had never seen the parking lot so crowded. 

Dalton put his phone to his ear, keeping a firm grip on your hand. You followed him blindly. 

“Near the flag poles isn’t an instruction dad,” Dalton said, voice annoyed. You looked around, trying to place the car. You didn’t actually know what he was driving but you knew Mr.Lambert’s face. “There are a ton of flag polls.” Your eyes scanned the area. “Are you talking about the one with the school flag?” You sat Josh Lambert, standing outside of his car with the door opened. You hit Dalton and pointed. He followed your gaze. Dalton hung up the phone and guided your way through the parking lot. 

Mr. Lambert smiled when he saw you both. He pointed beside him, where an American flag was posted between some trees. 

“It was the only thing near me,” he explained. 

“Don’t worry about it.” You offered your hand to shake. 

“You must be Y/N. I’ve heard a lot.” Josh shook your head. 

“Thank you for letting me stay over the break. My family is so far away and getting a plane ticket in this weather has never been good odds.” Josh’s smile was genuine and kind. You had only met him over the phone but Dalton had mostly assured you of his normalcy. After the whole flying away possessed by demon thing, you understood that Josh also had issues with staying in his head. You felt for him. 

“Oh of course. Any friend of Dalton’s is a friend of ours.” Josh winced, trying to find the right words. “It’s a pleasure.” 

“That’s good dad.” Dalton took your backpack. You smiled gently, trying to let him know you understood what he was trying to give off. “This is gonna be a long drive.”

-

Josh asked you plenty of questions, happy that someone in his car actually answered him. You didn’t mind chatting. It was a couple hours after all. Before you were there, Dalton couldn’t exactly shut out and put his headphones in. Still, he sat behind you, sketch book out, half listening. 

Eventually you came to his and his moms home. It was nice and large, almost secluded but not quite. You didn’t peg Dalton for a large house kind of guy but the second his mom opened the door, it all clicked into place. 

Josh had started recently living with Renai again, much to Dalton’s surprise. He didn’t talk about it often, only in passing. You were able to pick up bits and pieces from everyone’s body language but that was about it. 

Renai had Josh take your bags. 

“Thank you so much Mrs. Lambert for letting me stay,” you said hurridly as she ushered you inside. She smiled, so brightly it hurt. She looked just like Dalton’s pictures of her. Goregous and kind. 

“Renai, please. Dalton go take those upstairs.” 

“Are we allowed to sleep in the same room?” Dalton asked, teasingly. 

“You can sleep in the guest room,” she said, ushering him away. She turned to you. Dalton walked up the stairs, followed closely by his father and your bags. “It’s nice to formally meet you Y/N.” 

“And you! I’ve heard so much, seen your face on a lot of different sketches,” you joked. Her smile remained, dripping in generosity but not so much it made you uncomfortable. You felt instantly comfortable in the house. 

“I’m sure you’ve become the new muse,” she joked. 

“He’s extremely talented. He could make a tree look interesting.” 

“Don’t say it to him, it’ll go straight to his head.” Renai would sometimes call you when she was worried about Dalton. After the demon event she grew more worried about having him out of the house. You became her eyes and ears, which she was eternally grateful for. 

There was a childlike commotion upstairs. You both turned to see a little girl barreling down, her hand loosely holding the railing. Once she hit the bottom she halted. Dalton was following close behind her and behind him was another teen boy, though younger than Dalton. It was easy to guess the names. 

“Oh shit D,” Foster mumbled. Dalton hit him. 

“Are you Y/N?” Kali asked. You nodded. 

“And you must be Kali! It’s very nice to meet you.” She smiled, ogling. You grew self conscious under everyone's gaze. Dalton pushed through his siblings to get to you. 

“Hey, go get your own person to stare at.” He grabbed your hand. “C’mon, I wanna show you my room.” 

“No funny business,” Josh said as he came down the stairs. “Keep that door open.” 

“He doesn’t bring girls home often,” Renai explained. 

“Mom,” Dalton seethed. You laughed as he tugged at your arm. You followed him up the stairs. 

“It was nice to meet all of you!” you called, your arm half way out of it’s socket. You observed the place as you walked, glancing at the family photos on the wall. At some point they started to lack Josh completely. “You’re were so cute,” you cooed at one of the photos. “What happened?” 

“Woah there.” You laughed as you finally landed upon his room. It was a normal teenage boys bedroom but cleaner. You wondered if Renai had cleaned when Dalton left. There was art supplies still scattered on the desks and some laying on his made bed. Your bags were put off to the side, next to his. 

“I see you have no intention of posting up in the guest bedroom?” 

“Oh no,” he said. “My mom’s a lightweight and will be in bed by nine.” There was countless pictures on the wall. Some were painted, some where with ink, some with just pencil. It was like a whole other gallery. “I have a couple new ones to add up there.” 

“Oh yeah?” You turned back to him. He was grabbing his sketchbook out of his bag. He turned it open to the one he was working on in the car. It was a back view of his dad and you talking. Josh was mid word but you were smiling, watching intently. “Is that why you weren’t talking with us?” 

“I don’t like my dads taste in music.” You grinned warmly. 

“I love it. Like I love all your stuff.” He carefully went to tear it out and you moved to get some things out of your bag. 

-

You had dinner, courtesy of Renai, and quickly turned in. Dalton made a big show of going to bed in the guest bedroom, rolling his eyes and pretending to pout. You cuddled into his bed, scrolling through your phone as you waited for him to come back. Your eyes drooped. It had been a long day, filled with new things. Dalton’s bed was way more comfortable then the dorm room bed and far bigger too. 

At 10 you heard the door open slowly. You turned on your side and smiled sleepily at Dalton walking in. He ran his hands through his hair, shutting the door quietly behind him. He climbed under the sheets beside you. You moved over to make room but the bed was big enough where it almost didn’t matter. 

“Bigger than the dorm room bed huh?” he questioned. You usually had to squeeze together. You got very used to being on top of each other. 

“Just a lil.” 

He dipped his head over you, kissing you gently. Your body eased into his touch. His lips were lazy and sleepy, also fueled by the long day. He moved away after a moment and layed his head down next to you. 

“Tease,” you joked. 

“My mother is in the next room.” 

“No more kisses then.” 

He scoffed and the two of you got comfortable, his arm under your head, your cheek against his chest. The window was creaked open, the sound of the suburbs floating into your ears as you drifted off. 

-

You woke up with a start. There was an echo of a noise but you were still half asleep and couldn’t pinpoint it. You sat up, glancing down at Dalton. He laid on his back, eyes shut. You looked around the dark room. You didn’t know it’s curves well enough to know what had changed. You rubbed your eyes, trying to decide if you were still asleep or not. 

Through your shadowy perception, you saw the door creak open. It was slow but the movement struck home. You turned to Dalton and nudged him. He didn’t move. You nudged him again, harder this time. He stayed completely still, the only indication he was alive from his breathing. 

“Dalton,” you muttered. You shoved him again, almost knocking him off the bed. 

Nothing.

Fear shone in the lights of your eyes. You sat up completely and turned on the lamp beside your bed. You took a deep breath. You had done this before. You could do it agian. Dalton and you had talked about what you could do when this happened. He assured you that, while he likely couldn’t get possessed by that same demon, there was no guarentee he couldn’t drift off. 

You cleared your throat and set your shoulders back. 

“Dalton can you hear me?” Your voice was loud and clear. It needed to project if he was gonna hear you. You took clear breaths in, counting and then releasing. “Dalton, baby, you’ve gone to far.” 

You glanced back at the door. Had he left? Was that him coming back in? How long had be been out? 

“Dalton, listen to me. Follow my voice.” 

With each passing tick of the clock you got more anxious. You wondered if you were too late. Your breathing became more labored as you sat there, starring at his face, begging it to move. “Dalton.” 

You knew shaking him did no good but you did it anyway. 

Renai could hear your speaking in the other room. Despite what Dalton said, she was also easy to rise. She had gotten into the habit when Kali was a baby, always able to easily identify her childrens voices. She knew it was yours immediately. She nudged Josh, who woke up after a couple pushes. 

They listened for a moment, making sure they weren’t going to enter some sort of scene they would never be able to unsee. But then your voice came again. 

“Dalton, follow my voice. I’m right here.” Renai knew the script well. It sent shivers down her spine to hear someone else say it. She quickly moved the covers aside and padded down the hallway to Dalton’s open door. She stood in the frame, Josh behind her. You were turned away, looking down, sitting practically on top of Dalton. Your voice, though stressed, was soothing. 

“Dalton I’m right here. Come back to me.” Renai was about to jump forward and start helping when Dalton sat up straight. He hit your head with his because he was moving so fast. You both groaned in pain.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry,” he said quickly, grabbing your cheeks. “Are you okay? Did I bruise you?” 

“No, no I’m okay,” you breathed. You let out a hefty sigh of relief. “Are you okay? You scared me!” 

“I’m fine, I’m okay,” he promised. “Followed your voice.” 

“Everything okay?” Josh asked. You both turned on a dime. You almost fell off the bed with the speed you were trying to get off Dalton. He still had his hand on your cheek and it fell just as quickly as he had put it there. 

“Yeah we’re fine.”

“Totally okay!” 

Your voices overlapped into a scrambled mess. 

“You’re still floating away?” Renai asked. She hadn’t heard anything about that. Josh was still grounded, as far as she knew. Dalton shook his head. 

“Not often,” he promised. “I think being back home triggered something.” He rubbed his eyes. “But I’m fine. We have a system.” 

“Yeah, just in case. I can usually tell because he starts to move things around when I’m sleeping,” you explained. “The door usually opens.” Renai nodded. She parted her lips, the fear dissipating. You had it handled. 

She was impressed. 

“Is that why you’re in the same bed then?” she questioned, eyebrow raised. Dalton rolled his eyes but you had the heart to laugh. 

“Sure mom.” Her gaze lingered. 

“You sure you’re alright? Do I need to quiz you on something?” she asked. 

“I’m fine,” Dalton promised. “No demons here.” 

“None over here either,” Josh promised. Renai scoffed. 

“Good to know.” She turned back towards the two of you. “It’s late. Get some sleep and stay in your shoes okay?” Dalton nodded quickly. She left the door wide open as she turned to leave but not after giving you one last look. 

“We could’ve used a system,” Josh mumbled. 

“Maybe we should get one,” Renai concluded. 

You turned back towards Dalton. 

“She let you stay.” 

“Yeah well, I think that was the astral projecting.” You laughed a bit. You were still reeling from the fear, even though you were trying not to show it. 

“Wanna grab a midnight snake or something? Just to shake off the demons?” He smiled, thinking of kissing you in his kitchen, the privacy something he wasn’t used to.

“I would love to.” 

[fluentmoviequoter]

Stay by Your Side

Can be read as part 2 of this blurb or as a standalone!

Pairing: Dalton Lambert x fem!reader

Summary: You go to Kali's birthday party with Dalton and get a gift of your own.

Warnings: takes place after The Red Door, mostly fluff, brief mention/depiction of insecurity/anxiety, Josh and Renai are getting close again

Word Count: 1.5k+ words

“Dalton are you sure?” you repeat. “Because I can stop and get her a different gift. You didn’t help me.”

“Because you didn’t need my help,” Dalton answers. He doesn’t look up from the sketchpad in his lap to add, “And she’ll love it, stop worrying.”

You nod to yourself and keep your eyes on the road. Dalton’s hometown is getting closer every second, and your concerns about whether Kali will like the birthday gift you got her and if Dalton’s parents will be mad you crashed their youngest child’s birthday party eliminate any excitement you may have had.

“Is this just about the gift?” Dalton asks.

“No,” you admit quietly.

“Then what’s bothering you?”

“What if your family doesn’t like me and I just make everything awkward? Maybe it would be better if I just dropped you off.”

“Oh. Well, at least you’re prepared. They’re going to hate you. So much.”

You look quickly toward Dalton; he is turned toward you now, and his teasing smile makes you laugh. He’s good at comforting you, but he can’t know for sure how the party will go. Your worries quiet at the sound of Dalton’s reassurances, but don’t silence.

“What are you drawing?” you ask.

“Prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Cryptic. Very art-major of you, isn’t it?”

Dalton shakes his head before asking if you’re hungry. He keeps an eye out for a restaurant that looks good and tells you when to get off the highway. After you park, you reach for the door handle, but Dalton leans over the center console to stop you.

“Talk to me,” Dalton requests softly. “After everything we’ve been through, a little girl’s birthday party shouldn’t be a concern.”

“I’m telling your dad you just compared Kali’s birthday to the Further,” you whisper.

Dalton smiles and raises a hand to your cheek. He angles your face toward his and waits.

“You have an amazing family, Dalton. I just– It’ll hurt worse to find out I don’t fit in than it would not to know.”

“You belong here, with me. Everything will be fine. I promise. Besides, you’re impossible not to like.”

“Really? Then why don’t you like me?”

“If you think I don’t like you, you’re not as smart as I thought.”

“Last time you promised everything would be fine-“ you disappeared into the Further.

“That was different. Trust me, okay?”

You nod, and your eyes close as Dalton kisses your forehead. You have a few more hours to drive before you reach Renai Lambert’s house, and you think that kiss and Dalton’s promises will hold you over until you get there.

“Hi,” you greet nervously. “I’m-“

“Oh, I know who you are,” Renai interrupts. She hugs you as she says your name. “Come in, come in. We’re still setting up, but it is so nice to finally meet you.”

“You too,” you reply. “Do you need help with anything?”

“Did I hear someone offer to help?” Josh asks as he walks in. He looks at you, then Renai, then back to you. “You’re not one of Kali’s friends.”

You stifle a laugh at Josh’s reaction; less at him and more at how well Dalton and Chris describe him. “No, sir, or not yet. I came with Dalton.”

“Where is Dalton?”

“He said he went to get ice.”

“We already have ice.”

You shrug and Josh rolls his eyes as he mumbles, “That sounds right.”

“What does that mean?” Dalton asks as he walks inside.

“Just that you’re helpful, and you thought about the fact we’d have drinks… so, we’d need, you know, ice,” Josh rambles.

Renai wraps an arm around your shoulders and leads you into the kitchen as Dalton nods along with his dad’s poor excuses. She stops beside the island, where dozens of decorated cupcakes wait, and turns toward you.

“Sorry to pull you away from the entertainment, but I have so many questions. How long have you and Dalton been dating?” she asks.

“Oh, uhm… we’re not. Not really, I guess,” you answer. You take a deep breath and clarify, “Not yet. We’re close, but he hasn’t asked. Maybe he won’t.”

“He will,” Renai guarantees. “And I expect that will change quickly.”

She winks at you before asking about school and what you like to do. You help her secure tablecloths to several fold-out tables as you talk, and you feel incredibly comfortable with the Lamberts.

“Let me introduce you to Foster,” Renai says suddenly.

“We’ve already-“ you begin.

“Foster!” Renai calls as she takes you back into the living room. “This is Dalton’s friend-“

“Greenie!” Foster yells.

You laugh at his joke, and he offers a fist bump as his family looks on with raised brows. Dalton interrupts to ask when and how the two of you met.

“After I called her, obviously,” Foster answers. “Someone had to keep me updated on your embarrassing moments.”

“You’ve been talking to my brother about me?” Dalton asks you. “Then why were you so nervous?”

“Foster is one of four, I still had a 75% chance of failing,” you answer.

“Right, like anyone could not like you, Greenie,” Foster says sarcastically.

“Greenie?” Josh asks.

“Green is the opposite of red on the color wheel,” you explain sheepishly. “We started talking while you were trying to close the door.”

“Why didn’t we meet then?” Josh asks.

You shrug, and he turns his questions toward Foster.

“Guys!” Renai interrupts with a chuckle. “We need to finish setting up. Kali will be back soon."

“Whoa!” Kali exclaims as she enters the front door. “It looks amazing!”

“I’m glad you like it,” Renai replies. “Dalton’s here.”

“Prepare yourself,” Dalton mumbles to you.

Kali nods and follows her mom to the dining room, which is thoroughly decorated and already filling with presents. Kali sees Dalton but doesn’t speak to him as her eyes drift to you. You step forward and introduce yourself.

“I brought you this,” you say as you pass her the gift.

The front door opens, and the squeals of young girls greet you. Josh and Dalton close their eyes like they’re preparing for a very long afternoon, but you accept Kali’s outstretched hand and follow her toward her friends. They make a circle on the floor and talk about the theme of the party and what they want to do after eating the cupcakes.

“What’s your favorite kind of cake?” one of the girls asks you.

You answer and unintentionally start a new conversation about favorite birthdays and dream gifts. When the girls begin breaking off to play games together, you’re left with Kali. She scoots closer to you and opens her gift. After she pulls the tissue paper out of the bag, her eyes widen, and she wraps her arms around your neck to hug you tightly. You twist to hug her, and your eyes meet Dalton.

“I told you so,” he mouths.

You stick your tongue out at him before turning away to take a card from Kali, and Dalton decides he has never loved you more. He knew he needed to make a move back at JPU, but now he sees what the rest of his life can look like after college.

“How long is Dalton staying?” Josh asks as he watches you split a cupcake with Kali.

“As long as she will,” Renai answers with a smile. “They’re close, but I think seeing her with his family helped him decide.”

“Decide what?”

Renai doesn’t answer, but she and Josh watch you excuse yourself from Kali and her friends. You walk across the room to Dalton, and he extends an arm to pull you into his side. He whispers something in your ear before kissing your temple. Josh and Renai are glad to see Dalton home, and happy again.

“She’s good for him,” Renai says quietly. “Which means he’ll be like this for a long time.”

“Do you want to stay longer?” Dalton asks as he pulls you into his side.

“I want to stay for a very, very long time,” you answer.

Dalton kisses your temple, remembering the moment in his dorm before you left to drive to the party. He wants you right beside him, for as long as you’ll stay.

“You’re good with Kali,” he whispers.

“She’s great. I can’t believe you warned me like I was walking into a jungle or something. You do know I was her age once, right?”

“Yet you questioned everything you did.”

“Hey, you wouldn’t hug me for weeks after you closed the door. I know it was different, but…”

“We’re good for each other,” Dalton finishes.

“Yeah,” you agree softly, looking into Dalton’s eyes.

“Will you go on a date with me?���

You smile and whisper, “And I thought Kali was the only one getting presents today.”

You kiss Dalton on the cheek and settle against his side. It’s your favorite place to be, and you’re excited by the prospect of spending more time here. You’re both happy together, and you’ll be with him, not for a very, very long time, but until forever ends.

[lena-after-dark]

Request List

Henry Creel + "Why are you running? I did this for you!" (For anon)

Nathan Wallace + "If I don't keep an eye on you, who knows what will happen?" (For anon)

Dana Scully + "Tell me how much you love me." (For eternetei)

Namor dealing with a darling who's run away from him. (For anon)

Candyman + "N-no, no, no, shhh, you're okay. I would never hurt you." (For borg-queer)

Namor + “You have no idea how far I’m willing to go for you.” (For ourjovialpoetrystudent)

Namor + “I feel sick every time you talk about someone who isn’t me.” Look at the full request, me. (For positivitylane112)

Baby Firefly x Fem!Reader Yandere HCs (For mommymilks)

Jennifer Check x Fem!Reader Yandere HCs SFW + NSFW(For mommymilks)

Josh Lambert kidnaps reader again, and they think it's Parker but it isn't (For anon)

Namor + "Did you sleep well? ...I know, I saw." (For anon)

Wanda + "Why are you running? I did this for you!” (For anon)

Namor using the siren ability (NSFW) (For anon)

Reader being used as a sacrifice to Namor, but instead of killing her he falls in love and becomes possessive (For anon)

Marilyn Thornhill x teacher!reader + V - Venus flytrap (deceit): “Afraid of what you’re seeing now, sweetheart?” (For anon)

Marilyn Thornhill x fem!reader + "Don't complain now - you did this to yourself." (For anon)

M'Baku x fem!reader smut - M'Baku sees Avenger reader and decides that she will be his queen. (For anon)

Namor x retired Avenger fem!reader - Namor decides that y/n is his soulmate and she will be his, no matter what. (For anon)

Kusuriuri x cat hybrid reader - Daffodil + G1 and W1 feat. noncon (For cassanderasblog)

Possessed!Josh x fem!reader - reader is sent by Carl to use the sedative, and in turn reader gets slightly sedated. NSFW, dubcon. (For miracleslifewithart)

[itjazzbicch]

Tit For Tat

Pairing: "All Ego" Ethan Page x Fem Reader

Summary: The reader has never liked Brandi Rhodes and during Brandi's exchange with Dan Lambert, she not only takes a jab at the readers boyfriend, Ethan Page, but she also slaps him, which leads to a big brawl between The Reader and Brandi and while still being fired up after the fight, Ethan helps the reader calm that fire while also taking another jab at Brandi...

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!) (Swearing!)

Requested by: No one (But I hope you all enjoy it!)

Word Count: 1474

Tag List: @demonqueen29 @jessiebean00 @new-zealand-chic @crowleysqueenofhell @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @hungmanhorsecarriage @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @linziland13 @xxx-jazz-xxx @writtingrose @whenimakeitshine1234

@eddie-kingstons-wifey

I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:

“I don’t know what you’re laughing at Ethan,” Brandi spat, trying to ignore all of the roastful truth just dished out from Dan, “Everyone knows the only reason we hired you was to get to Josh Alexander.”

That comment was a deep jab, the crowd gasping at it, just to revert to telling Brandi to shut the fuck up, which made me laugh a little, but still pissed at her for jabbing at my boyfriend, Ethan Page.

I’ve always been the protective type and when it came to Ethan? No woman was ever going to talk to my man that way. My foot was tapping the entire time I was watching Dan lay it in on Brandi and while Ethan was laughing along side him, Brandi smacked him right across the face and delivered one to Dan as well.

That was my LAST straw, standing up and ready to barge out there, stopping momentarily when Dan read Ethan’s mind, giving me my own little introduction:

“I had a feeling you might be in the fighting mood and I’m probably not the only person in this building who has slapping the shit out of you on their bucket list, so I got a better idea for you tonight.”

The crowd blew up in cheers when I started marching down the ring, the guys standing clear while Brandi waited for a fight and a fight was exactly what she was going to get. She really thought she stood a chance, but all it took was for my arms to get her legs and it was game over.

Ethan, Dan, and Scorpio were no good influence and their hype made me even more determined to beat her face in, taking her down and throwing blow after blow right to her face.

For a moment, she was able to wiggle her way up, but I killed it, spearing her into the corner and before I could go grab her by the head like I wanted to, girls from the locker room were splitting us apart.

“You talk a lot of shit for a bitch who can’t fight!” I yelled to Brandi, fury inside me wanting to continue this brawl.

“Alright! Let her go!” I heard Ethan yelling over top of all the girls, making his way through them to get me out of the ring and by his side.

I hopped out of the ring still frustrated, eyes locked on Brandi still, Ethan being the only one to divert my attention by wrapping his arm around me on the ramp.

“You alright, baby?” I wondered, stroking his cheek right where he was slapped.

“I am doing great!” He smiled, kissing me softly, both of us smirking almost evilly while Brandi watched us from the ring.

The longer I stared at her, the more I grew tempted to run down there and beat her ass, turning my head and growling, “Stupid bitch!”

“Hey baby, wait,” Ethan insisted while I stormed off, heading into the back:

“I’m sorry but if I stay out there a second longer, I’m gonna kill her.”

Ethan quickly took my hand, pulling me somewhere close but private to calm me down, holding my face softly.

“I know that you never liked her and that when she slapped me, it set you off. But first, she hits like a baby and you just fucked her up,” He tried calming me down, laughing through a bit of his last comment, going to speak but I interrupted:

“There’s no buts. No woman will ever put their hands on you and get away with it. I am still very tempted to go beat her ass some more.”

With my blood still pumping like it was, he knew it was going to take more than words to calm me down, arousing my curiosity when he took my hand, leading:

“Sadly you can’t go fight her, but I do know something else we can do to get at her.”

“Oh yeah?” I smirked, eyes meeting that gorgeous smile that mischievous:

“Oh yeah. Follow me.”

Ethan took the lead, going down a few halls and that’s when I realized we were heading toward offices, paying close attention when he pulled out his phone, making a phone call.

“Hey Sky, you still with Dan?” He listened, asking, “You have eyes?”

I knew he was up to no good with the way his was laughing, “Perfect! Buy me some time. I won’t be too long.”

“Ethan, what are you doing?” I needed to know, finding the answer when he stopped at a particular door, the sign next to it reading:

Chief Brand Officer

Brandi Rhodes

“Are you doing what I think you’re doing?” I laughed, Ethan hurrying to open the door and throw me inside, locking the door and putting a chair up against it.

I couldn’t stop laughing, kind of disappointed that I didn’t think of this first, quickly being silenced with a kiss, tongues dancing, being guided back to the desk that Ethan quickly wrecked, throwing everything off of it, placing down his sunglasses and growling:

“You better get out of these tights so I can tear up this ass. We don’t have a lot of time.”

Moving as fast as possible, I kicked off my shoes, slipping off my tights and panties then grabbed him by his belt, feeling his hard cock against his jeans, purring in my kiss:

“You’re gonna tear it up, huh?”

“Just like I always do,” He snickered, unbuckling his belt and pants, sending me up in giggles when he threw my legs up in the air, back smacking the desk.

“Tear it up then baby,” I smiled, easing into a hum, “Oooh, Ethan.”

“Never takes much for me to work you up,” He smiled proudly, tip of his cock easing into me, then the rest of his length slamming in with a single thrust.

“Never,” I shook, biting my lip just for Ethan to slam a salacious moan out of me.

“You scared to be loud?” His eyebrow cocked, hands squishing my thighs hard, barely pulling his hips back, cock hitting so deep and hard, having to add to it with his thumb circling my clit in temp.

My back arched off the desk with a jerk off my hips, his thumb moving faster just to see me squirm and whine, “You make it impossible to not be loud, Ethan.”

“I just fuck you that good, huh?” He grunted, pulling back and slamming his hips into mine, hitting every sweet spot and about ruining my insides, making me loose control.

“Always,” I gasped, jolting nerves making me sit up, “Come here, baby. Please.”

Still thrusting his hips and growing hot, he threw off his shirt, putting my arms around my neck, scooting my lower half a little closer to the edge, to move like a jackhammer.

His chain was so cool against our steaming skin, nails scratching at his back helplessly, holding on for dear life, hearing his mischievous laugh pass my ear with a pant, nibbling on my ear:

“I can tell by how you’re squeezing me. You better make a fucking mess.”

Even in hands off place like Brandi’s office, I gave into all of my deepest thoughts and got lost, purring like a devil on his shoulder:

“When you’re fucking me this good, I’m gonna squeeze you and I’m soooo gonna make a mess, Ethan ahh fuck!”

“You’re so damn tight,” He grunted with a hard thrust, maintaining a quick tempo, not losing power once, kissing me hard, biting my lip and commanding, “Now, make a fucking mess.”

“I am!” I cried, holding his shoulders and leaning back with my head snapping back, hips jerking so hard even when he pushed my thighs down to the desk, keeping me still and looking down to watch his cock fuck me through my gushing orgasm, “Oh my god, Ethan! Aaah oh my god!”

I collapsed completely with one last thrust that hit me in my stomach, eyes shut tight and watching the stars behind my eyelids, faint moans and whines breathing out of me.

“Feeling better now, baby?” He panted, rubbing my sides softly for comfort.

“I am on cloud like 99 right now,” I giggled, being pulled up into a sweet embrace and kiss:

“Good. Now, we have to get out of here.”

“I’m going to need your help walking,” I made us laugh, Ethan being a sweetie like he always was and helping me.

Our fun didn’t even end there, Ethan grabbing his shirt and sunglasses, then basically throwing the chair at the wall so we could get to the door, laughing:

“Oops!”

I laughed right along, kissing before we left, “I love you.”

[ariana-maryse]

Another Update!

I'll be moving the following things over to my darkfic blog (@lena-after-dark):

Requests:

Request: [Firefly Trilogy HCs] Yandere!Baby Firefly x Fem!Reader (For @mommymilks)

Request: [Jennifer’s Body HCs] Yandere!Jennifer x Fem!Reader SFW + NSFW (For @mommymilks)

Request: [Insidious Imagine] [Insidious Imagine] Reader gets kidnapped by Josh, but thinks it’s Parker Crane again. Surprise, it isn't. (For anon)

Posted Things:

Imagine Josh Lambert's obsession with you coming to a head after his possession.

Imagine Otis Firefly seeing you in town and becoming obsessed with you.

The Torn Prince/Royce Clayton Yandere Headcanons

Imagine the Torn Prince being obsessed with you.

All links will lead to their new spot over on that blog! I'll be deleting the requests from the list here and adding them to my list on that blog. The posts will also be removed from here.

[gracelaurie]

Lover | Patrick Wilson x Fem!reader

(SEQUEL)

previous part click here CHAPTER 1 // CHAPTER 2

Summary : You and Patrick had a one night stand a few months ago. And now you’re 6 months pregnant. You don't expect to meet the father of your child because you’re a woman who prefers to be alone. But fate said otherwise, you meet again with the father who made your stomach grow big.

And you stupidly didn’t know that he was an actor.

Warning : smut, fingering, rough sex, unprotected sex, p in v sex, breeding kink.

It's been 6 weeks since the birth of your twins. Of course Patrick which the father of your baby…has his responsibility, not only focusing his attention on your babies but also he takes care of you.

He took a full 1 month off work after you gave birth. You feel safe with him, in his house in New Jersey. You decided to stay with Patrick because you realized that taking care of two twins born in your own womb was more difficult than taking care of your uncle’s baby twins.

Your belly started to shrink, but not completely. You don’t really care about your appearance, all you think about is your children. In the last 2 weeks, Patrick has started shooting for the Conjuring 4 film project.

You don’t blame him for that. Patrick was actually worried about leaving you alone to work, but you tried to convince Patrick that you were fine and you could take care of your children at home. Although sometimes Patrick likes to come home late at night, even coming home the next morning.

You try to understand and don’t want to burden him. After all, you are both just dating, not yet a married couple.

That night, as usual, Patrick came home late. You are just overwhelmed with taking care of your two babies who have difficulty sleeping and keep crying. but exactly at 11 o'clock they were fast asleep. and a few minutes later Patrick knocked on the door and you found him looking very tired.

“How’s the twins, hon?” Patrick asked then he walked towards the baby box and saw that your babies were fall asleep.

“It’s good that you see them when they’re calm and sleepy, not when they crying loudly.” You said and then Patrick kissed your forehead softly.

You quickly made him some tea as he sat on the sofa.

“Very tiring day, huh?” Patrick muttered then started to turn on the TV which displayed the latest news. “You must be very tired looking after our twins. I’m sorry, I wasn't here just now...”

“Patrick...” you replied, handing him the still warm cup of tea and sitting next to him, “you’re also tired from work and I would understand that.” You unbuttoned the top of Patrick's shirt so that Patrick wouldn't get hot.

“Would you still understand if I was forced to act in a romantic scene and kiss the lips of someone else?”said Patrick while lowering his head. You can see how frustrated he is.

You held his hand, “Patrick... you are a professional actor, that is your job. I don’t have a problem with that as long as you can keep your heart for me.”

“That’s not it,” said Patrick, looking straight into your eyes, “I feel I’m no longer be professional for doing that scene. The director said that I no longer have chemistry with Vera on screen. That’s a bad thing.

“...the kiss scene was re-recorded continuously because I couldn’t do it well. Even though the genre of the film is Horror, I couldn't do it.”

“Why?” a stupid word somehow comes out of your mouth even though you already know the answer.

“I’m getting more and more crazy about you,” said Patrick honestly. He looked at you with a pitiful face, “I’m too pushy to work even though I still want with you here. I...”

Patrick touched your cheek and rubbed it, “I love you.” a sentence that he had never said in a long time and finally said it.

You froze. You don’t know how to react. When you started to open your mouth, Patrick continued, “I really love you. I want to quickly finish the last film in the Conjuring trilogy so I can...”

Patrick stopped. He felt his mouth pulling him to say the next sentence. You raised an eyebrow, “so you can what?”

“So that I can,” Patrick mumbled, his voice getting deeper, his eyes darkening, “I can marry you, have all of you.”

You felt his lips meet yours. He kissed you gently then over time his kisses got hotter and Patrick’s mouth became more aggressive.

Patrick carried your body towards your bedroom. He kissed your lips then laid you down on the bed. You felt his soft hands slowly open your nightgown to admire every inch of your body.

“You’re so beautiful, hon,” Patrick couldn’t stop kissing your body. He kissed your belly, a belly that has given birth to his baby twins. He kissed your chest, then your nipples, he moved up to kiss your collarbone.

He inhales the scent of your musk perfume and you feel his breath rising and falling around your neck, “I've been waiting for this for a long time...” his left hand holds and squeezes your butt, while his right hand grabs your leg to move your body position.

He took off your panties slowly. You can feel one of his fingers on your clit and he rubs it. You’re moaning. And then Patrick starts to insert his two hands into your cunt while his thumb now takes over rubbing your clit.

He starts playing with his finger which controls your cunt. Your cunt is so wet, it soaks your sheets. You continued to moan, then you felt his tongue now rubbing your clit with fast movements. You moan louder as his tongue begins to lick your cunt deliciously.

“Patrick…” you said in a low voice. You couldn’t stop moaning because his tongue was moving faster and faster in your cunt, “Patrick, please...”

Patrick stopped, and he saw that your cunt had soaked almost half of your sheets. Patrick started to open the buckle and then the button of his trousers roughly, and he was now kissing your neck hungrily.

You groaned in pain as he started biting your neck. Both of your hands are now trying to unbutton Patrick’s shirt as his big hard cock now enters your wet cunt.

You can see Patrick’s perfect six pack body in front of you now. Patrick hugged your body, while speed up his fucking movements.

“I will fill your belly with my baby again,” said Patrick in a rough and deep voice. His blue eyes getting darker, looking at you with a look of hunger and lust, “I will make you suffer again because you have to carry my baby for 9 months.”

You shed tears because you felt his huge cock going in and out of your vagina with increasingly fast movements. You felt his breathing getting faster and rougher in your ear, “you understand that, hon? I will give you my baby again in your stomach.”

You nodded slowly. And then he smiled and kissed your lips, “good girl,”

Then he turns your body around, and now the position is doggy style. He inserts his hard cock into your cunt. He’s now riding you while both of your hands are held by him.

You moaned louder, then you felt his lips kiss the back of your neck gently, then slowly you felt his hand strangle your neck.

“Patrick...”you moaned in a low voice, his penis going in and out of your vagina from behind, “Patrick, I want to cum.”

Patrick’s hands squeezed your butt and hit it, “Wait, hon.”

He squeezed your ass, speeding up his movements making you even more overwhelmed and you groaning in pain but it was all worth it after you both cum together. He’s really cum in your wet cunt.

You’re both tired. Patrick takes out his cock then you can see his sperm is still spilling even though he has put it inside.

He laid his body and yours at the same time. He hugged you warmly from behind while both of your bodies were covered by the blanket now.

“That was amazing,” you said.

Patrick kissed your neck gently and tightened his embrace, “I love you, hon, I really love you.”

You smiled, “I love you too...” then you both drifted off to sleep in a sparkling night.

—

[gracelaurie]

Lover | Patrick Wilson x fem!Reader

Summary : You and Patrick had a one night stand a few months ago. And now you’re 6 months pregnant. You don't expect to meet the father of your child because you’re a woman who prefers to be alone. But fate said otherwise, you meet again with the father who made your stomach grow big.

And you stupidly didn’t know that he was an actor.

A/N : Just like the tittle, it’s a fluffy story :D the most romantic fanfic that i ever write tbh. There’s no warning :))

*Patrick didn’t have a wife in this story*

CHAPTER 1/2 ➡️(Chapter 2) sequel 18+

masterlist

CHAPTER 1.

Today is the most hectic day. You have to wake up at dawn to go to the airport. When you arrive at the airport you have to take care of your aunt’s two twin babies, then when it gets to noon you take the babies to go to the talk show.

When you arrive at the shooting location, you hope that your uncle will at least meet you and help you take care of his own children, but apparently not. That annoying old man even just looks at you who’s taking care of his 2 babies, nods, then goes back to minding his business as host.

Now the babies are quiet and asleep in their own stroller- after they cried for a long time and you have held them one by one so they fall asleep. It’s really tiring work for a 6 month pregnant mother. Actually it’s not a job, more like a favor to a relative in your family. No one else can help them except you, you actually don't mind because you don't want your family to think that pregnant women like you can't do any work.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Talk About It!” You heard your uncle’s voice from behind the screen.

You don’t care about things like that, but when your gaze accidentally looks at the huge Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom film poster displayed, you look confused. Your feelings are mixed. You seem to know the blonde man on the film poster. But deep in your heart, you deny it. Maybe you’re just hallucinating because you are very hungry and tired.

You try to peek through the window to see who is the guest star at the event. But you gasped when you saw who was there.

“…it is our guy Patrick Wilson… Patrick welcome back TAT.” the audience applauded then Patrick said there, “thank you..” with a big smile

You feel like this is like a dream. You’re confused, this is all very difficult for you to digest. You walk away from that place feeling dazed, your body is getting weaker, not only because you haven’t eaten, but because you know that the man who had a One Night Stand with you and impregnated you until your stomach was this big… is a famous actor.

When you walked backwards, your body almost fell, a crew member swiftly held your body and helped you. “oh my gosh, who are you, why are you here?” She grabbed your arm and led you to a seat beside the stairs.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah.. I’m fine...” you said while looking at Patrick from afar, “he’s my uncle, today I'm taking care of his baby. His wife told me to go to this shooting location and after this event finished he immediately invited us to hang out. You know… it’s a holiday.” you said while pointing at your uncle who was the host.

“You look really pale, and you're pregnant,” she looked really worried about you. Then he stood up and invited one of his teammates to chat. After a short chat, he came over to you again and said, “please come with me. You haven’t eaten yet, right?”

You shook your head weakly.

“But… what about the babies? I have to keep looking after them... otherwise my uncle will get angry...”

“Don't worry, my friend will look after the babies.” She said with a sincere smile. She is a stranger who works there as a crew but she seems to have a motherly heart.

That kind crew helped you to stand up. You carry your very big stomach to walk out of that very crowded place. Somehow you can feel that your stomach is very big, even though it’s only 6 months, but your stomach looks like it’s more than that.

“Andrew is so mean,” she said in an annoyed tone, “how can he and his wife tell you to look after their babies? Don’t they see your condition?”

“Thank you,” you smiled faintly, and grabbed the water bottle she had given you, “I’m fine. Besides, this isn't the first time. Sometimes I help them whenever they need my help.”

“Yes, but it’s the same. They should know that you are pregnant with twins and they shouldn’t be bossing you around like this.” she said irritably then stood at the end of the room and took her lunch.

“Wait, how do you know I'm pregnant with twins when I haven't checked myself?” you asked in confusion.

“I don't know… just look at the shape,” she said lightly then sat back down next to you and handed you his lunch, “please eat. I know it's not much, but if you want to wait for Andrew, he's still very long and you You have to fill your stomach now.”

“Thank you,” you said then accepted the food, “Sorry for bothering you, I...”

“Please don't apologize. You’re a pregnant mother. I have seen that you are tired from taking care of the babies. I have been wanting to meet you for a long time, because I was afraid that something would happen to you." She said worriedly.

While you were eating, someone knocked on the door of the room and told him to go back to work.

“I'm sorry, I have to go, you can stay here to rest as long as you need.” She said with a smile.

After you finish your food. You grabbed your cellphone that was on the table and opened your Google. You are a woman who likes gardening and raising livestock. You don't even have social media, only send messages to your family and neighbors. The only reason you were going to a nightclub and losing your virginity to a guy you didn’t know is because you’re really stressed. You have just lost your older brother who is the only biological family who is still alive and lives with you.

And now you’re pregnant with someone's baby who took your virginity off in a nightclub and it turns out that person is a famous person. You’re typing “Patrick Wilson” in Google and it turns out...

You gasped in surprise. you still don’t know what to say. You think to yourself that maybe Patrick already has a wife or girlfriend, and maybe Patrick doesn’t know you anymore...

In the middle of that daydream, suddenly the door opened wide and your uncle was standing near the door with a guilty face.

“Y/N... I'm sorry. I'll take you home...”

You smiled, “it's okay, I'm just late eating.”

Your uncle smiled as he looked at your stomach, “how old are you in your pregnancy?”

“6 months... but it looks bigger, don't know why...” you whispered.

“You haven't seen a obstetricians recently, have you?" your uncle asked then you shook your head, “come here, before I take the twins to the park, we can check them first--"

“Let me." said a man mysteriously behind your uncle.

Your uncle turned and gasped, “Patrick-uh Patrick what are you doing here?”

Patrick laughed softly, “I know I shouldn’t have done this behind the scenes, but I am the man who got your niece pregnant,” Patrick’s words suddenly shocked your Uncle, so shocked that it was even difficult to digest everything.

“Y/N... is that true?"

You inhale and exhale. You find this situation very difficult to digest. “Yes, Uncle Andrew. He is the father of my child.”

Patrick smiled at you. But you can see that he feels guilty for all this. He didn’t know that all this time there was a woman who was pregnant with his child but he wasn’t there.

Your uncle turned to Patrick then turned to you. He massaged his forehead, then exhaled. “Okay, I’ll give you some time. Please...” said your uncle while patting Patrick on the shoulder.

You got up from your seat when Patrick had closed the door to the room. The two of you face each other and stand now.

“I’m sorry..”

“No, this is not your fault. We were strangers having a one night stand. I understand, this is not your responsibility, please don't feel that you have to do all this. I could have aborted the pregnancy from day one, but—"

“But you don’t have the heart to do that. You have a very kind heart to raise the child of someone you don’t know. And regarding responsibility, I have full responsibility for my child.” Patrick said in a firm voice. He sighed, then walked over to you.

“You thought I didn’t see you from far away, right?”Patrick took both of your hands and held them, “the moment I saw you, I knew that you were the person I slept with that night. And I had a strong feeling that the child you were carrying was mine.”

“Y/N... thank you…” Patrick said in a very low tone. His blue eyes looked very happy, “I’m the happiest man in this world…. the most important thing of all is, I want to really get to know the mother who is carrying my child.”

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✿ - fluff ✩ - angst ✦ - dark themes

— JOSH LAMBERT x reader

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[gracelaurie]

You’re Mine | Josh Lambert x Reader

fandom : Insidious (especially Chapter 2)

pairing : Possessed!Josh Lambert x Fem!reader

summary : You knew Josh when you were little. Two of you grew up together with Josh’s mother. You are an orphan and your mother used to be Josh’s mother’s best friend. You’ve known since childhood that Josh can see ghosts, more specifically the ghost of a woman who always bothers him. You two went through that kind of thing until you grew up and got engaged. But you didn’t expect that what happened to Josh this time was the worst….

Except you fuck Josh while he’s still possessed.

warning ⚠️ : Josh being possessive. sexually explicit content, fingering, rough and angry sex, unprotected sex, p in v sex.

That morning was the peak when you felt that the person sleeping with you was not really your fiancé, but someone else. Since Elise died, you have had an uneasy feeling that you swore you didn't want your hunch to be true, but as each day goes by Josh's behavior, you are increasingly convinced that your hunch about Josh killing Elise is probably true.

And now you feel so afraid of your own fiancé.

Josh hugged you from behind, his pale face exposed to the morning sun through the window, smiled at you, “I want to make hot coffee, do you want it too, hun?”

You rubbed your eyes, took off the blanket that was originally on your body then you said, “I hate coffee, do you remember?” you said quietly. You were a little scared by the change in Josh’s expression. You know that your fiancé is being possessed, but you have no other choice, you have to assume you don’t know anything for your own safety.

“Tea with a less sugar is enough for me.” you said again, then Josh smiled broadly and kissed your lips gently.

Since Elise's death, the most different thing that you feel about your fiancé is that he hasn’t slept with you again. Of course sex isn’t everything in your life, and you don’t mind if your partner just wants to cuddle and kiss while sleeping all night, but this isn’t like Josh Lambert at all. So far, you have never asked to have sex openly through words, but what you have done is only through touch.

You once tried to have a hot and intense kiss with your fiancé and started touching his cock, but he just smiled and didn’t seems care about it.

“thank you,” you said in a low voice as Josh handed you a cup hot tea.

You and Josh sat at the dining table, facing each other, you said, “Josh… I want to come with you to buy some breakfast on the road later. I haven’t had time to buy food supplies. When you get to school, can I borrow your car to go to the Grocery Store?”

“Yes, yes of course hun..”

Josh smiled, holding your hand gently. You act very awkward in front of him, how could it not be? You literally live at home with your fiancé who is being possessed. But then again, you have no choice, you have to stay calm, until you can contact his mother.

When you arrived at school, you got out of the car. Josh, with his face still looking deathly pale, smiled at you as you adjusted his tie. He touched your face really gently, and then kissed your lips. He did a French kiss by playing with his tongue, you breathlessly said, “stop...Josh...stop. We’re at school.”

Students passed by you and Josh and they giggled and smiled.

You smiled at him, “you are a teacher, there are a right time when we do that. Now go, be a good teacher and not mislead.” You said while pushing Josh’s back.

“Your woman is very sexy, sir!” said a student passing them with his gang. That guy chewed his gum while staring at your butt.

Josh turned his head and looked at the child angrily. you say, "please don't get carried away."

Josh didn't say anything, he just stared at the child's back as he walked further away from them. You noticed that Josh was looking at the man with hatred.

“Josh…”

“I want to go first, it's my time to teach.” said Josh briefly.

When Josh was about to leave, you patted his shoulder, “I’m sorry, I almost forgot to put the breakfast we bought earlier in your bag.” You said, then quickly opened the car door and took the lunch box containing gourmet sandwiches.

“Just give me that…” you said, grabbing his briefcase and opening it.

You gasped and were shocked when you were about to put Josh’s breakfast into his bag. You almost dropped the bag, he was really confused.

“Are you okay, hun?” Josh asked with a confused face.

You covered your mouth, your body felt cold sweat now. Because what you see is a sharp knife inserted between the book and the document paper.

You were so shocked that you couldn't even speak a word. With a shaking body and very scared, you opened the car door and locked it as you got into the car.

“What’s wrong, hun? What’s wrong!” Josh asked, his facial expression changed to anger, and became so scary.

He hit the car window several times, “What's wrong? You can talk to me, don’t just go away!” When you started driving your car, he was still trying to open the car door and hit the car window, but you quickly left the school.

You shed your tears. Your body is still frozen, and you are very, very scared. As you drive, you turn on your phone and open Lorraine Lambert’s number to call her.

It didn't take long, after the cellphone rang, Lorraine voice began to be heard amidst your sobs.

“What's wrong, Y/N? What's wrong with you?” Lorraine asked panicked.

“I saw a knife in Josh's bag earlier, and… and I….” you stopped because you feel out of breath.

Lorraine from the phone line tried to calm you down, “Please calm down, I know you’re very scared right now...” said Lorraine, you turned the steering wheel of your car to the right, towards a quieter road.

“I’m going to your house now, please be careful on the road.” said Lorraine then quickly turned off the phone.

When you got home, you saw Lorraine waiting for you in the yard. You quickly ran and hugged her. Your body is shaking because you’re still very scared. You guys went into the house and from there you told Lorraine everything.

“I think that when Josh went into that other world, something else came back.”

I know, I can feel. I think he's possessed. you said while lowering your head, “He’s different, I... I feel like I live in this house with a stranger.”

“You have to leave this house quickly.” said Lorraine in a serious tone.

“No, I’m fine. I can live with him as if nothing had ever happened before,” you said, wiping your tears, “I know he’s there, Mom, I know,” you said. You really consider Lorraine like your own mother, considering that she also raised you.

“Y/N…. you have to be careful. I will ask them for help, you hold on.”

You hated that this was all happening to you again, but you had no other choice.

After a long conversation that morning, now Lorraine has left you alone at home. This is your decision, to face everything alone. Even though you are often haunted and followed by the ghost of a woman dressed in white, you are okay with that and you know you can survive in that house until...

You feel someone’s breath on your chest then the breath moves towards your neck. A soft and seductive breath making you wake up and realize that you were fast asleep on the couch after Lorraine’s visit.

You saw those blue eyes that looked so perfect with that deathly pale face that showed so much lust.

Without warning, Josh grabbed your body which was still on the couch. He bit your neck aggressively and full of lust. You froze, and surprisingly, you didn’t fight back at all. You just woke up and suddenly your fiancé who is being possessed is try to fuck you after you haven’t done it for a long time.

You know that he’s being possessed, but you’re suddenly weak, because miss that body…

and that dick.

“Hun, I’m really sorry... I should have explained to you about earlier. What you see… it was a carving knife. The art teacher there asked me to bring an art carving knife for wood carving leather crafts, because I used to have one..” Josh said in a very soft voice against your cheek.

“No, it wasn’t a carving knife, I saw it!” you said trying to defend yourself.

But Josh held your body, “Shhhh, hun, please stop being like this. You left me like before, all this time you were also scared and paranoid.”

“No, but…” you said but Josh quickly covered your lips with his index finger, “don't ruin this moment, bitch.”

Josh’s expression changed drastically to become very scary. He bit your neck causing you to let out a moan from your mouth. He put his body on top of you, his lips moved to your jaw and he kissed and lick your jaw very aggressively.

You felt Josh’s breath rising and falling on your neck and jaw. He said, “Your fragrance makes me even more crazy… than what I did before.”

You don’t understand what Josh means, about what crazy things he did before. You try to fight him, but you can’t. You were too weak for him, and he put you in paradise.

Josh’s right hand entered your thin shirt and he immediately opened your bra from behind. His fingers traced the perfect shape of your breasts through your shirt, and he played with your nipples with lazy movements.

You can’t deny it. He look dead and pale but that made him look even hot.

Josh opened your thin shirt roughly, almost tearing it. He unbuttoned your pants, and now inserted his fingers into your clit. He played with your clit then inserted two fingers into your pussy, he’s making you moan so loud.

He looks at you with a satisfied smile because he has made your pussy very wet.

Josh opened your leggings roughly. He starts to take out his hard cock and insert it into your vagina very quickly.

You can feel the couch that you’re laying on is very wet now. Josh fucked you very fast. Makes you moan very loudly all the way to the end of the room. Josh- who incidentally you know that he’s not really Josh because he’s being possessed, honestly…. whoever he is now, he fucks you really good.

“You’ve been waiting a long time for my cock into your pussy, right… slut?” said Josh then he started to speed up his movements. “You know what I’m doing, but you choose to stay here because you are a miserable bitch who wants me to fuck so hard like this?”

Josh kissed your lips very aggressively, then he choke your neck. He speeds up the movement of his hard big cock in you, making you even more out of breath because he’s choking you harder.

“Please...” you groaned, trying to pull Josh’s hands away which were choking your neck.

You thought at that moment he was going to kill you, but apparently he didn’t. He released the choke when he was cum in you.

Josh this time hugged your body, and continued his movements, which this time were gentler than before, he continued without removing his cock from inside you. It's like, he won’t stop until you’re completely cum.

“Why are you so beautiful...”Josh said hoarsely in your ear, he kept kissing your lips brutally, “you’re mine, no one can see your body and praise you except me.” Josh said against your lips.

He bites your neck again, and now your neck is very visible with red marks. You felt his big cock speed up in your pussy, and Josh kissed your jaw, you were instantly at your climax. Josh quickly takes his cock out of your pussy and then you cum everywhere.

Josh kissed you, “It was all worth it.”

You looked away and said, "Josh.. what were you doing before?” You emphasized the last word as he said it earlier.

Josh smiled as if he didn't know anything, “What? What do you mean?”

THE END.

[darling-i-read-it]

TA

Josh Lambert x fem!reader

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: age gap (legal ofc) 

Author’s Note: this is not my best work and i WILL do josh better justice soon i swear to him 

Summary: Josh comes for parents weekend and you, a TA for one of Dalton’s classes, take it upon yourself to flirt a bit. 

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif)

You moved your hair out of your face. The canvas in front of you taunted you with its unfinished work. You took a deep breath, in through your nose and out through your mouth. You took a step back. The line work was shotty but you could probably fix it with more paint. You put your hand over your chin, lost in thought. 

The sound of the door opening broke you from your thoughts. You looked over your shoulder. The double doors of the classroom creaked open as Dalton peeked his head in. You raised an eyebrow, hand still over your mouth. 

“Good morning Dalton,” you said, a small smile on your face. “Class isn’t for another thirty minutes. You’ve been Armagan.” He looked aside, eyes scanning the room. It felt too large for just you. You thought the class could’ve been taught somewhere more intimate but it was up to the school where you would end up. 

“I know, I just thought I’d get a headstart. I didn’t mean to interrupt.” 

“No worries. I don't think I’m gonna get any further with this anyway.” You let out a defeated sigh and put down your paintbrush. You clapped your hands together, trying to get any wet paint off your hands. Dalton awkwardly shuffled in around you. He went to his spot in the corner and started to get ready. 

He had a bit of a schoolgirl crush on you. He tried not to show it on his face when he passed, a light blush on his cheeks. Your eyes followed him as he walked, putting his things down with a clatter. He winced at his own noise. 

“Relax Dalton. I’m not gonna hound you for being loud.” You started to put your own paints away. You typically didn’t paint alongside the class. Armagan had picked you as her TA because you had graduated and were floating around the job space. She admired your natural ability to give direction. You were ten years older than Dalton but he swore you didn’t look it. 

“I think it’s Armagan’s natural aura that makes me nervous,” he explained.

“She’s not even here,” you said, joking lightly. 

“She lingers.” He sat down on his stool. You worked separately, putting things away and putting them up. 

“Are you ready for parents weekend?” Dalton groaned, involuntarily. He had been actively blocking it out. 

“My parents are divorced. I haven’t been ready for a parents weekend since I was 7.” You nodded once. “They’ll drive up separately and go to separate classes. My mom is a real talker.” You smiled. The parents were supposed to go around to classes and mingle among teachers. It was real old school and only worked because the school was small, but some teachers swore by it. You liked to hang around some of the classes to see who had birthed some of your less desirable students. You had seen some sketches of Dalton’s mom. She seemed like a nice lady.

“I hope to meet her.” 

“I’m sure you will, if you’re within a five mile radius.”

-

Parents weekend approached steadily. Campus loved it. Everyone got to bring out their tents and sell things, make conversation about different parties and clubs. People handed out free food, there were a thousand people in the buildings, endless families sitting on blankets in the courtyard. You had decided to stay with Armagan after lunch and see who wandered in. They mostly wanted to talk with her, which you didn’t mind. You could people watch and eat snacks all day. 

“So you teach him to paint? He knows how to paint,” someone's dad was muttering. Armagan cleared her throat. 

“We teach them to hone their craft. Sometimes people don’t understand why they do things and we make an attempt to bring that out of them. Connect with their inner selves that aren’t able to make a public appearance.” The man snorted. 

The windows were pushed open to let in the cool fall air. It brushed past your shoulders as the door opened again. People were waiting in line to chat with Armagan, helping themselves to the treats she had put out on the teachers desk. You pushed yourself off the stool and walked through the crowd when you saw Dalton. Standing with him was a man, taller than him, with a similar looking gaze. 

Dalton smiled when he saw you. 

“Hey,” he said. The familiar red cheeks were back. His dad seemed to notice them. 

“Dalton! Nice of you to come.” You turned your head to Dalton’s dad. “You must be his brother.” Josh snorted, shaking his head. 

“I’m his dad.” 

“Please don’t flatter him,” Dalton mumbled, shaking his head. You outstretched your hand. He shook it. 

“Josh Lambert.” 

“Very nice to meet you Josh. I’m Y/N, I TA for Armagan’s class. I’m not the big guns but I promise, I’m easier on the eyes.” Dalton was staring at you, you could feel it. Your eyes stayed locked with Josh’s and suddenly you remembered what Dalton had said about his parents being divorced. Your collarbone felt hot. 

Josh’s smile grew and his hand slipped out of yours. 

“You don’t have to tell me that,” he promised. 

“Oh my God dad,” he muttered. Armagan ushered for Dalton and Josh to come forward. Josh walked first and you nudged Dalton. 

“You didn’t tell me your dad was hot,” you muttered. 

“Why would I tell you that?”

“Common courtesy!” 

-

Most parents were filling out on Sunday. Some stayed later, insisting on more time with their kids. You could only imagine what the hotel booking around the weekend looked like. On Sunday night you happened to be in class, setting up things for Monday. You were technically supposed to do it the same day of class but the rooms were completely empty until your class. And  it was easier to do it the night before than wake up any earlier than you had to. 

Dalton turned the corner. He was followed by both of his parents, who wanted a private tour of the area now that there were less people. Renai made up a fake story about wanting to see what she was paying for. She really just wanted a little bit more time with her son. 

“The library’s upstairs,” he explained, half bored. He was pretending not to like spending time with his parents. He missed them too. Sometimes. 

“Well I would like to see it,” Renai said, a smile on her face. “I didn’t get to see this building earlier. This has Armagan’s class right?” 

“Yeah, down the hall,” Dalton said, gesturing to his left. Josh’s head swiveled, a gentle thump in his chest at remembering it. 

“I wanna see the library first,” Renai said. 

“Which way is the bathroom?” Josh asked. Dalton pointed lazily. Josh nodded. “I’ll meet you guys back down here?” They were only half listening. Renai’s voice could be heard as they went up the stairs, talking gently back and forth. 

Josh turned the corner into the bathroom. His mind lingered on you, even as he washed his hands, staring at himself in the mirror. It was a brief interaction and he felt a small pit in his stomach at stealing Dalton’s thunder. Clearly he liked you, even if it was just a little. Josh thought the compliments might have been courtesy. Maybe you said that to every dad that walked through the door. Maybe you were just trying to make Dalton laugh. 

Your voice remained in his head as he turned the corner into the classroom he had met you in. He didn’t bother knocking, sure it was empty this time of night. He opened the door slowly, surprised to see a glow of light. 

You raised your head. You had only one overhead switch on, illuminating just the middle of the large room. When you turned with inquisitive eyes, you were met with just a shadow. You sat up completely. 

“Hello?”

“Oh my gosh, I’m sorry. I thought there was no one here.” You stood up, recognizing the voice. You were organizing canvases on the ground. They were scattered all over, some in different sizes and colors. Your instructions were scrawled on a piece of notepaper that you could barely read.

 “Josh?” 

He opened the door a little more, bringing himself in the light. He gave you a thin lipped smile. 

“I’m just waiting for Dalton and his mom.” You nodded once. 

“I was getting ready for class tomorrow. I’m not an early bird,” you explained. 

“I understand,” he said, nodding. He knew the early teaching days. “I teach English back home.I used to stay late after class to set up the lesson plan, rather than getting up any earlier than necessary.” Your eyes went wide with a bright smile. 

“You teach English?” He nodded once, coming closer into the light. He had his hands in his pockets, trying not to be too affected by your gaze. “That’s so cool. That was one of my gazillion life ideas but I didn’t like arguing with other people’s opinions. I’m kidding. Kinda.” Josh laughed gently. He gestured towards what you were doing on the ground. 

“Busy night ahead then?” 

“Yes sir,” you mumbled, turning back to it. 

“You could probably bribe Dalton to help. I think he has a little crush on you.” Josh just kept speaking and he didn’t even hear what he was saying until it was gone. It took everything in him not to close his eyes in embarrassment. You raised an eyebrow, pursing your lips. “Don’t tell him I said that.” 

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” you said, laughing gently. “Plus, Dalton’s a little young for my taste,” you admitted. 

Josh’s eyes almost popped out of his head. So he wasn’t imagining it. You were most definitely coming onto him. 

“How long are you staying in town?” you asked. He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. You suddenly got a little bit worried you had been too aggressive. If he was anything like his son, he was a bit shy. “Sorry, I don’t mean that in a weird way. Unless you want it to be a weird way, I just wasn’t sure how to-”

“No, no,” he assured you. “I like the weird way.” This time he shut his eyes in surprise. “I’m sorry, I haven’t done this in a while.”

“We’re doing something?” 

“Are we not?” 

Your nerves settled into a small knowing smile. Josh looked at you expectantly. 

“We are,” you promised. “If you’re not busy, I should be done here in about an hour,” you offered. He nodded, releasing some of the stress that came with this conversation. 

“That would be great.” 

“Awesome. You don’t think Dalton would mind?”

“I don’t wanna step on his feet but you are a couple years older than him.” 

“You’re a couple years older than him Mr.Lambert.” 

“Something tells me that you don’t mind.” His voice had grown some confidence and edge to it. You leaned back, nodding. 

“You’re a smart cookie.” Voices came from the still open door. You both turned towards it. 

“So this is it?” Renai asked. Dalton pushed the door open. He came to a slow stop when he saw the two of you, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. 

“Hey Dalton.”

“This is my TA,” he explained to his mom. “What are you guys doing in here? Alone?”

“I was waiting for you guys,” Josh explained. 

“I’m setting up for tomorrow,” you said. Dalton looked between the two of you. His jaw set in suspicion. “We were just chatting.” 

[fluentmoviequoter]

I love your writing it's great could you write a Dalton Lambert x reader where the readers a single mom to a one year old chris introduced them and they hit it off so they've been together for 6 months and then before that friends for 6 months so the baby was 6 months old when they got together and is now a year old so Dalton became readers baby's step dad a little and reader and her child go with Dalton to his home for Thanksgiving break and meet his family obviously Cali doesn't really care and is happy to have a sister and niece now and Renia is happy to know Dalton is happy and absolutely loves the reader and her kid and then foster being the teenage boy he is doesn't really care that much but obviously Josh doesn't really like reader cause she's a young mom and is skeptical of her considering the problems he and Dalton have

So sorry for the long wait! I hope this is along the lines of what you wanted. I think this is my longest fic and it covers over a year; I tried to follow your timeline. Thank you so much for the request and the kind words!! Enjoy and let me know what you think! :)

Warnings: fem!reader is pregnant and gives birth (no detail), unnamed child (nickname: Bump), marriage, lots of fluff, some angst towards the end. 3.8k+ words

A/N: The title is from "Come Together" by Aerosmith, which has absolutely nothing to do with the fic, I didn't explain why the reader is a single mom, that's up for interpretation/reader's choice. I also made a very obvious reference to another Ty Simpkins movie.

One and One and One is Three

✵Last October✵

“Dolphin, please!” Chris begs, extending a store-bought Halloween costume.

“I’m not going to another party with you, I’ve learned my lesson,” Dalton responds, crossing his arms.

“Fine.” Chris sighs. “I guess I’ll go by myself, just a poor, defenseless girl, and hope for the best. I thought we were friends.”

Dalton groans as he tips his head back, running a hand through his hair. “Why do you always do this?”

“Because it works. Now go change, we need to go.”

Chris tosses the costume onto Dalton’s bed before walking out.

Dalton takes a deep breath before picking up the bag.

“Iron Man? Really?”

After changing, Dalton meets Chris outside the dorm building, standing silently as she playfully fawns over him. The closer they get to the party, the more Dalton appreciates the cheap piece of plastic covering his face. Maybe he can get through the party and back to his dorm without any incidents this time.

Chris leads Dalton inside the house, greeting people and looking around as she walks toward the kitchen. Dalton hears several other Avengers yelling at him but pretends not to notice them. As he prepares to ask Chris what or who she’s looking for, she stops abruptly, and he nearly runs into her.

“Baby Bump!” Chris yells.

“Chris,” Dalton hisses, concerned he will have to break up a fight. He takes off his mask to prepare.

Chris hugs someone and then steps aside. “Dalton this is Baby Bump. Baby Bump, Dolphin.”

Dalton tells you his real name as you tell him yours. You laugh as you repeat his name and shake his hand.

“You’re…” Dalton begins.

“Pregnant?” you suggest. At the same time, Dalton finishes, “A kangaroo.”

“Oh. Yeah, I’m a kangaroo. And you’re Iron Man.”

Chris interjects to say she’s going to find food. You nod sweetly and smile, sending Dalton’s mind into overdrive as he imagines you looking at him like that.

“Do you like Iron Man? Or did Chris get your costume? She wanted to pick mine, but I vetoed that.”

“Yeah, yeah, Chris picked it. She forced me to come, so I didn’t have much of an option,” Dalton answers.

You nod and smile up at him, making him wish he had the mask back on to cover his warming cheeks.

“You make a very attractive Iron Man if it helps.”

“I’m pretty sure you could tell me I look stupid, and I’d say thank you.”

You laugh, and Dalton thinks it’s the best sound he has ever heard. You look over your shoulder for Chris and shift your feet to find comfort.

“Do you wanna go somewhere else, or sit down? Anything?” Dalton offers, raising a hand toward you slightly.

“Yeah,” you answer with a sigh. “But you stay here, enjoy! Chris should be back soon.”

“Chris isn’t coming back, it’s like her favorite thing in the world to abandon me at parties. So, where to?” Dalton offers his arm, and you loop yours through, smiling as he walks you toward the front door.

“Why did you agree to come?” you ask as you exit the house.

“I’d never let Chris go to a party by herself. This one seems like a decent one, so I’m okay with leaving her.”

“Bad experience with a college party?”

“Frat party the first week.”

You make a sound of agreement. “You’re a good friend.”

“You never told me where you want to go,” Dalton points out, trying to get your attention off of him.

“I’m craving something really weird, so if you want to go home-“

Dalton cuts you off with a dramatic shake of his head. “Let’s get it. How weird can it be?”

✵Last November✵

“What do you guys want for dinner?” Chris asks, looking up from her phone.

“Your favorite concoction?” Dalton suggests, looking over at you, where you’re lying on his bed with your feet up.

“Never going to let me live that down,” you grumble. “I’m pregnant, Dalton, it was a one-time craving, get over it.”

“Yeah, Dalton, give your pregnant best friend a break. You’re so mean,” Chris adds, winking at you quickly.

Dalton rolls his eyes and returns to his drawing, listening to you and Chris discuss what to order. When the two of you decide, Chris places the order and then says she has to finish some laundry before it gets delivered.

“What are you doing for the break, Dalton?”

Dalton abandons his drawing; his interest shifted to talking to you. He sits at the end of his bed and stretches his legs beside yours. “My dad’s coming to pick me up after my last class, so I’ll be with them for Thanksgiving. What about you?”

“I’ll be in labor, hopefully.”

“You’re staying here?”

“Yep. My stuff got delivered to my new apartment yesterday.”

“Need help unpacking?”

You open your mouth to answer, then tense as a contraction seizes you.

“Was that a contraction?” Dalton asks, sitting up as his eyes widen.

“Yeah, just Braxton Hicks. I’ve had more of them this week.”

“If I’m not here, you’ll call when you go into labor, right?”

“Depends on what day it is and how fast it happens.”

Dalton says your name, waits for your full attention, then says, “Call me. No matter what day or time.”

You nod, then raise your hand and allow Dalton to pull you up to a sitting position.

“Bet you never thought one of your best friends in college would be pregnant.”

“I’ll admit, I never thought about it. But I’m glad we’re friends.”

Dalton stands and helps you up the rest of the way, opening the door as you promise to return in time for dinner.

As the door to the bathroom closes, you feel another sharp contraction. Your eyes widen when you realize what’s happening.

Pulling your phone from your pocket, you click Dalton’s name on your favorites list.

“Hey, Baby Bump, did you fall in?” Dalton answers.

“My water just broke.”

You hear Dalton stand and start running. “I’ll be right there.”

“Sorry about dinner.” You exhale sharply as you experience another contraction. The phone beeps as Dalton hangs up.

“Did you seriously just apologize about dinner while you’re going into labor?” Dalton asks as he walks into the bathroom. You see his shoes outside the stall you’re in.

“Yeah.”

“We’ll talk about that later. Let’s get to the hospital.”

From the moment you walk out of the bathroom stall until your little girl is placed in your arms, Dalton’s hand doesn’t leave yours. He wipes your hair from your forehead and tells you every encouraging thing he can think of. Feeling closer to Dalton than ever, you nearly answer ‘Lambert’ when the nurse asks for your daughter’s last name. You decide not to tell Dalton about that, though.

When you finally force Dalton out of your apartment before Thanksgiving break, you promise to keep him updated. Dalton doesn’t tell his family exactly why he keeps checking his phone, but the smile on his face when you send a picture of you and your daughter tells everything they need to know. Even if Dalton doesn’t know yet.

✵Last December✵

“I missed you so much,” Dalton says as he hugs you. “You look amazing.”

“You were gone for a week, Dalton, I look exactly the same.”

“I got Bump some Christmas presents.”

“I’m not sure how I feel about Chris’s nicknames. Actually, really nervous to hear what she calls me now.”

“Oh, I know what she’s planning to call you and I’m getting in on it,” Dalton says with a smile.

“Wait, did you say Christmas presents? She’ll be less than six weeks old; she won’t remember it.”

“But you’ll remember her first Christmas, and you might need some of them.”

You nod and pull Dalton into another hug, whispering, “I missed you, too.”

The door opens, and a handful of gift bags enter before Chris yells, “Merry Christmas, Momma!”

“Oh, no,” you whisper, hiding your face in Dalton’s chest.

“Oh, yes,” he whispers in reply. “Momma.”

✵May✵

“I know something is going on between you two, Momma.”

“Chris, Dalton and I are just friends,” you insist, for the hundredth time.

“He acts like a dad to your kid, more importantly he acts like your husband, and you’re going to sit there and tell me you don’t want more?”

“We’re just friends.”

Chris’s smile grows, and you furrow your brows as you wonder what you said wrong.

“You didn’t answer the question. You want more, don’t you?”

You bite your lip and look over to your sleeping daughter.

Chris leans forward as she says, “Then do something about it.”

“Like what, Chris?” You stand and pace as you explain, “I can’t just tell a guy, who I’ve only been friends with for seven months, by the way, that I’ve fallen in love with him and can’t imagine my life without him. No one wants a girlfriend with a kid, besides It’s bad enough that he stayed by my side while I had a kid and buys her everything.”

“You said no one wants a girl with a kid then immediately said Dalton treats your daughter like his own.”

You wipe your hands down your face as you sit back down. “I can’t lose what we have. Dalton is an amazing guy, but it’s true that girls with kids are less desirable.”

“No, it’s not.”

You jump at the sound of a third voice, looking over to see Dalton standing in your kitchen.

“How long have you been there?” you ask quietly.

“I’m going to give you two some time,” Chris announces, sending Dalton an encouraging nod as she passes him.

Dalton waits for the door to close before he walks over to you, looking at your daughter before meeting your eyes.

“You are not undesirable because you have a kid. You are beautiful, brave, self-reliant, not to mention an amazing mother. Some guy will be very lucky to have you.”

“How much did you hear?” You repeat.

“Just that you think girls with kids are less desirable. Which isn’t true.”

“Really? That’s all you heard?’

“Yeah.” Dalton’s eyes soften as he kneels before you on the couch.

“What’s going on?”

“If I tell you something, and you don’t agree with me or feel differently, can we still be friends?”

Your daughter starts crying, and Dalton rubs his thumb across your cheekbone before standing and picking her up from her playpen. Dalton bounces your daughter and smiles at her until she starts laughing.

“Momma is nervous, but she doesn’t need to be, does she?” Dalton asks in a high voice. He shakes his head dramatically, drawing a laugh from you and your daughter.

Hearing your laugh, Dalton looks over and sees you smiling. He sits beside you, holding your daughter in his lap.

“I’m in love with you. I have been since after that Halloween party, and I just keep falling more in love with you,” you admit, playing with your fingers.

Dalton’s smile grows slowly, and he stands up, spinning with your daughter. “Did you hear that? Momma loves me too! Yeah, she said it! The big l-word, can you believe that?”

You smile as you stand and walk to Dalton’s side. He tucks you under one arm, kissing your temple quickly. “In case my victory lap didn’t make it clear, I love you too.”

“Even though I have a kid?”

“Are you kidding? I love her too. Professor Armagan is convinced she’s my kid anyway.”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah. I drew a picture of her and no matter how many times I try to explain the situation, she swears that it’s my kid.”

“I think she is, too. Maybe not by blood, but you’re the only father she’ll ever know, Dalton. She loves you; no one else gets her to laugh like that.”

“She cried when I walked in,” Dalton states with narrowed eyes.

“To get your attention, Dalton.”

Dalton gasps and looks over to her. “Really? You did all that just for me? Now I’m going to have to spend more time with Momma though.” He lowers his ear like she’s responding, nodding and shrugging to his imagined conversation. “Of course, I’ll still visit you. But I may have to kiss Momma when I come in or take her on a date. I promise we will still be best friends though.”

“I love you,” you whisper, looking into Dalton’s eyes.

Dalton removes his arm from your shoulders and holds up one finger. He sets your daughter back in the playpen, placing her favorite toy beside her before returning to you. Dalton wraps his arms around your waist, and you raise your arms over his shoulders.

“I love you. More than you know,” Dalton whispers.

Dalton tips his head down and kisses you, laughing into the kiss as your daughter squeals happily in the background.

✵October✵

“You two should do a couple’s costume! It is your one-year anniversary,” Chris says as she drags you and Dalton into a costume shop.

“We didn’t start dating until May.”

“But you should have started in October, that’s my point.” Dalton rolls his eyes when you look over at him.

“Joker and Harley?” Chris suggests.

“I like to think I left the psychopath back in the Further,” Dalton deadpans.

“You could have said anything else. Both of you,” you state, shaking your head as you look at the costumes.

“What would you pick?” Chris asks.

“Farmers and a pumpkin,” Dalton answers.

“That was fast. Wait, pumpkin?”

Dalton looks over at Chris, waiting for her to realize the obvious. “Oh! Right. I forgot that you’d want to include her.”

Chris walks to the next aisle, and Dalton returns to you, wrapping his arms around you from behind and resting his chin on your shoulder.

“Find one?”

“I think she’d make a cute Grogu.” You turn in his grasp, smiling as you ask, “Do you still have the Iron Man costume?”

“I think so. Why?”

“Because it looked really good on you. We could do superheroes.” Something catches your eye over Dalton’s shoulders, and your smile widens. “Or we could be the Incredibles.”

When you look back at Dalton, he’s looking at you like no one else exists.

“Or we could get married.”

You pull away from Dalton slightly, looking into his eyes. “Are you serious?”

“Would you want to? This isn’t an official proposal.”

“Of course, I would, Dalton.”

“What’d we pick? Besides PDA?” Chris asks as she returns.

“The Incredibles,” Dalton answers quickly.

“I think Bump has something for you, Momma,” Dalton says as he opens the door to your apartment after dinner.

Lit candles sit on the windowsill, and Chris and your daughter are wearing dresses. You look at Dalton with teary eyes, wondering what’s going on. You kneel in front of your daughter, and she makes grabby hands at a black box on the table.

“Wing,” your daughter cheers.

Chris winks at you before picking up your daughter and carrying her into your bedroom.

As you stand and turn around, you see Dalton kneeling in front of you, the box open to reveal a beautiful engagement ring.

“I love you. I fell in love with you when I first saw you dressed up as a kangaroo, and I can’t live without you. You and your daughter are the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I want to spend the rest of my life learning to be a husband and father with you by my side. Will you marry me?”

Tears slide down your face as you nod. “Yes, Dalton, yes!”

He stands, wrapping his arms around your waist and spinning you. You laugh as he slips the ring onto your finger, looking at it quickly before leaning up to kiss him.

“How would you feel about a Halloween wedding? For sentimental reasons,” Dalton suggests.

“Absolutely,” you agree.

Chris carries your daughter out, and she immediately reaches out to Dalton, squealing as he picks her up.

“Momma said yes!” He cheers, pretending to dance with her.

On Halloween, you and Dalton stand in a courthouse with outfits picked by Chris. Chris stands by your side, holding your daughter as you say your vows and marry Dalton Lambert.

As you exit the courthouse, you take your daughter from Chris and hug her close. Dalton silently asks for her, hugging her in the same way.

“You’re stuck with me now,” he whispers before looking at you, “and so are you.”

✵November✵

“Let’s go to my parent’s house for Thanksgiving. You can meet my family, and I know you didn’t get a real Thanksgiving last year,” Dalton suggests.

“I don’t know, Dalton. I mean, do they even know about everything that’s happened? About us?”

“My mom knows, and she really wants to meet you.”

Dalton wraps his arms around you, swaying you gently.

“Okay,” you respond with a nod. “Let’s do it.”

“I’m so nervous,” you tell Dalton as he pulls onto his parent’s street.

“Everything will be fine. They’ll love you; both of you.”

As Dalton parks in the driveway, he squeezes your hand and leans across the console to kiss you. As he pulls back, he sees his mom coming down the driveway.

“Here we go,” Dalton whispers before opening his door.

He hugs his mom quickly before coming around to open your door. After helping you out, Dalton says, “Hey, Bump, what are you doing here?” as he releases the car seat straps.

“Hi, sweetheart, I’m Renai. I’ve heard so much about you!” Renai introduces herself before pulling you into a hug.

“I’ve heard a lot about you too. I’m glad to finally meet you!” You respond before introducing yourself.

“And this is Bump,” Dalton says as he joins you.

“A pretty girl like this deserves a better nickname,” Renai says with a smile.

“Dalton!” Kali yells from the porch.

“I’m going to go become her favorite brother because I have a baby,” Dalton announces proudly before walking away.

Renai gestures for you to join her as she begins walking behind Dalton. “I can’t thank you enough for making Dalton so happy.”

“He’s made me happier than I thought possible.”

You hear someone say your name, phrased as a question, and look up to see Kali sitting with your daughter in the living room.

“Hi. You must be Kali, you’re Dalton’s favorite sister,” you tease before introducing yourself and sitting beside them.

“I’m his only sister,” Kali answers with a laugh. “Is she really my niece?”

“Yes, she is. Is that okay?”

“That’s awesome! Wait, so then you would be?”

“Your sister-in-law.”

“I finally have a sister!” she cheers before hugging you.

You make eye contact with Dalton over Kali’s head, smiling at him.

“Is that the wife?” Foster asks as he walks in.

“Yes,” Dalton answers before telling him your name.

“Cool. Nice to meet you,” Foster tells you before continuing toward the kitchen.

“He’s nice, just weird,” Kali tells you quietly.

“Dalton,” Josh calls as he walks in. He looks over at you, playing with Kali and your daughter. “A word?”

Dalton catches your nervous look and nods at you before following his dad outside.

“He doesn’t like me, does he?” You ask Renai as Kali continues playing with Bump, adopting Chris’s nickname.

“Josh has… trust problems and a lot of incorrect assumptions about single mothers. Give him a little time, and if he says something out of line, please don’t be afraid to put him in his place. As far as I know he means well, but sometimes he goes about things all wrong.” You nod, Josh’s voice becoming audible from outside.

“Would introducing myself make it worse?”

“Sweetheart, I honestly don’t know. I’ve known Josh a long time but even I don’t know what makes him so… Josh. But, feel free. I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me to come yell at him.”

You thank her, then slowly approach the back door before stepping outside.

“Dalton, you can’t even tell me why she’s a single mom at her age!” Josh argues.

“I can’t tell you because it’s none of your business,” Dalton explains, with a level voice compared to his dad’s yelling.

“Hi,” you say, drawing their attention. “I know we haven’t actually met, and that you don’t trust me or like me because I have a kid and I was a single mom.” You introduce yourself and extend a hand, awkwardly waiting as he hesitates to shake it.

“My mom was a single mother, and she had so many problems,” Josh begins.

“Mr. Lambert, sorry to interrupt, but I’m not a single mom anymore. I understand your concern that I have a kid and what people could say about Dalton for being with me.”

“Oh, so because you have a boyfriend you aren’t a single mom? You’re already balancing a child and college, what could you possibly offer my son?”

“Happiness,” Renai says as she steps out. “Josh, let them explain before you start biting heads off and making this about you and your mom. I’m going to go finish cooking, and if I hear you yelling again we will be celebrating Thanksgiving without you.”

You lean closer to Dalton and whisper, “Your mom is awesome.”

He chuckles against you before nodding.

“Okay. Please, explain,” Josh tries again, crossing his arms.

You look over to Dalton and nod, allowing him to explain.

“We got married. Almost two months ago,” Dalton answers. “And the last fourteen months have been the happiest of my life. If you have a problem with me, or her, keep them to yourself, Dad. We aren’t here for your approval, we wanted to give you a chance to get to know your daughter-in-law, but if you want to waste that by being stubborn and letting your childhood trust issues get in the way, then that’s your loss. Because this is the most amazing woman I’ve ever met in my life and that little girl in there is my daughter, blood or not.”

Josh drops his arms and nods slowly. “I’ll be honest, I won’t be able to accept this overnight, but if you’re both happy and your lives are going where you want them to, then it’s your decision.” He turns to you and apologizes for yelling.

“It’s okay, Mr. Lambert,” you promise. “I know that trust and respect have to be earned.”

“Call me Josh,” he offers, a small olive branch.

“Food is ready!” Renai calls. “And Bump seems to think her last name is Lambert.”

“Maybe it should be,” you whisper to Dalton as you walk inside.

His eyes widen, and he stops walking before rushing to catch up and ask, “What does that mean? Bump Lambert does have a nice ring to it!”