#jules vaughn x male reader

[bumblesimagines]

The Howards

Request: Yes or No

Summary: After secretly meeting and hooking up, Jules is ready to take things to the next level and meet the Howards as (Y/N)'s official girlfriend.

Pronouns: He/Him/His, M!Reader

CW/TW: Mildly offensive/insensitive comment toward Jules

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His fingers drummed against the steering wheel anxiously, his mind able to brush away the worried thoughts swirling around. No matter how much his mother prodded and questioned, he'd never brought a girl home before. Not with a family like his. Absentee addict father, an alcoholic mother, one wallflower-type sister, and another one who was famous at school for having her nudes spread around every few months. They were hardly the picture of a perfect family, much less a functional one. 

But Jules was... different. Stubborn, at the very least.

She'd sprung the idea onto him one night and practically pleaded to meet his family officially. She knew his sisters from school, Lexi through Rue and Cassie through Kat, but she hardly ever spoke to them one-on-one and she'd never seen his mother up close before. The idea of bringing a girl home to his slurring mother and likely weeping sister barely sounded appealing, but Jules batted her pretty blue eyes at him and he gave in. 

"Do you think she'll like me?" Jules asked from her spot in the passenger seat, head tilted toward the window to watch the houses pass by. 

"Who?"

"Your mom." Jules clarified. "Rue says she's really nice. I'm just worried that..." She trailed off, her fingertip circling her knee exposed through her ripped jeans. Her lips twisted, a nervous tic he first noticed when they talked about their feelings.

"Mom isn't a bigot if that's what you're worried about. She might... ask something that feels offensive, though, like about sex or some shit. She's got no filter, especially when she's drunk, and she's drunk... from the time she wakes up to the time she falls asleep." (Y/N) told her, glancing at her when she blew a raspberry and sighed heavily. Jules nodded weakly and took a deep inhale, tearing her eyes away from the window to look at his house through the windshield. 

"Do I look okay?" Jules asked breathlessly as the car pulled into the driveway, dragging her blonde and blue-tinted hair over her shoulders to run her fingers through it. "I feel like I should've brought something like- like, I don't know, muffins? I-I've never actually met anyone's parents before. Or- well, I have, but not like this, you know? Maybe-"

"Jules." (Y/N) turned the key and the soft rumbling of the car ceased, stopping the radio and AC along with it. He chuckled at her and reached out to grab her hand, tenderly squeezing her cool skin and rubbing comforting circles with his thumb. Jules met his gaze and exhaled through her nose, mustering a nervous smile for him. 

"Sorry." She whispered sheepishly. 

"You'll be fine, I promise. My mom doesn't bite. The most you'll have to deal with is her drunk ramblings and stories, I swear." (Y/N) released her hand to pull out the key, swinging open the car door and hopping out. The car beeped with the locks and (Y/N) faced his house, praying to whatever deity above that everything went well. Jules rounded the car and curled her long arms around his, leaning her cheek against his shoulder. 

The inside of the Howard Residence smelled like pasta, and (Y/N)'s stomach softly rumbled. He closed the door with a nudge from his foot and locked it, the sound bringing his mitten-wearing mother out from the kitchen. She looked the same as always. Her makeup seemed slightly smudged, likely from rubbing her eyes without thinking, and her hair remained tousled and semi-unkept. Suze smiled at the sight of them.

"You must be the lucky girl! Jules, right? I'm Suze." She approached them, still wearing the mittens, and gave her a welcoming hug. She stepped back, playfully smacking the mitten against (Y/N)'s arm and winking. "You've got yourself a pretty girl, huh?" Jules giggled bashfully at that, the nerves beginning to leave her body. (Y/N) tried to ease away the tension in his body but found himself unable to as they followed Suze into the kitchen where Lexi collected some plates and cutlery. 

"Hi, Jules!" Lexi smiled politely. 

"Hey, Lexi." Jules gave a small wave, eyes trailing over their kitchen before falling back on the two Howards. Suze poured the pasta and meatballs into a more appropriate bowl, adding some more sauce to it and stirring it around to mix everything. She glanced over her shoulder at them, keeping that same smile on her face. 

"You know, I was shocked when (Y/N) told me he was bringing a girl home for dinner. I mean, I expected it from Cassie, that girl talks about a new boy every month, but (Y/N)? God, about time, honestly. I was starting to worry he was going to become like- like a priest, or something. Or, like, one of those guys, you know the ones who shave their heads?"

"Monks?" Lexi's features scrunched up in confusion as she searched one of the cabinets for cups. (Y/N) inhaled deeply, eyes squeezing shut for a moment. Here we go. The show has officially started. 

"Yeah, yeah, those guys! Not that there's anything wrong with 'em, of course." Suze laughed, slipping the mittens off her hands and placing them aside. She immediately reached for what was likely her eighth cup of the day and took a sip of the wine, humming softly and licking her lips. "I'm so glad the day has come. And with you, Jules. You seem like such a lovely girl. I hear you're friends with Rue, too. That's nice."

Jules smiled. "Thank you. And, yeah, Rue's like my best friend."

"Good, good. She needs more of those." Suze sighed, raking her fingers through her hair and clearing her throat before she looked at them with a smile. "Well, I'm glad to have you here, Jules. At least we know (Y/N) won't be becoming a teen dad anytime soon, thank the lord." 

"Mom." Lexi and (Y/N) hissed simultaneously and shared an exasperated look. Jules blinked at Suze, lips forming silent words as her brows knitted. 

"What?" Suze huffed softly, jutting out her lips when Lexi rolled her eyes and scoffed softly, her big brown eyes turning to Jules and softening. Lexi smiled at her again, motioning to the cups on the counter with a slight pleading look. Jules took the hint and broke away from (Y/N)'s side, gingerly collecting the glass cups and following Lexi to the dining room. (Y/N) cut the distance, snatching the cup from his mother's hand before she could sip from it again, and tossed the contents into the sink. 

"Would it kill you to be sober for one day?"

"I paid for that wine, I get to decide how it's used. Now, excuse me if I'd like to enjoy myself after finding out my son has a secret girlfriend and he's just now introducing her to his family." Suze scowled and snatched the cup right back only to slam it down on the counter to pick up the bowl of pasta instead. (Y/N) rubbed his fingers into the bridge of his nose, feeling his mother brush past him to enter the dining room. 

"Sorry about her." Lexi sighed when she entered the kitchen, folding her arms over her stomach. He picked up Cassie and Jules's voices in the dining room, chatting about one thing and the other. Lexi's lips pursed and he arched a brow at her. "Listen, I... I think Jules is a cool girl and all but... Rue really likes her. Like, really likes her. Gia thinks she's in love. What do you think's gonna happen when Rue finds out you've been seeing Jules in secret this whole time?"

"Rue is none of my concern, Lexi. She's had plenty of time to do something about her feelings, just like you. Jules will tell her when she thinks it's the right time. The only person who can stop Rue from relapsing is Rue, okay?" (Y/N) reached for the lonesome salad bowl and picked it up, turning on his heel to round the corner into the dining room. 

"Hey," Cassie greeted him, groaning when he tousled her hair in return. Jules smiled widely, her eyes flickering between them before they followed him until he settled down beside them. Lexi and Suze re-entered the kitchen, both holding vastly different drink options. Lexi set down some cola cans while Suze happily set down a wine bottle. 

"Alright, sweet peas, I hope you enjoy." Suze chirped, sitting in her seat and immediately pouring herself a new cup of wine. She lifted it up toward Jules with a friendly, drunken smile. "Welcome to the family, honey."

[teaaagan]

Bed

Jules: When you said you’re magic in bed this isn’t exactly what I was expect- 

Y/N holding up a card: Is this your card?

Jules softly: Holy shit

[jazzsonly]

ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴏꜰꜰ

pairing(s): maddy perez x fem!reader (no pronouns used.)

warning(s): angst? arguing? none technically. old fic meaning old ass writing.

summary: you can't understand why Maddy won't save your failing relationship

part two. (coming soon!)

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you were laid against fezco's couch while you, him, and rue shared a blunt. tv on, with a random movie blaring from it. you don't know, you weren't really paying attention. maddy was clouding your mind as she usually did.

you had your sixth argument alone this week. you were tired—you couldn't understand. everything was fine. you were fine—more than fine, you were happy. so was maddy or at least you thought because all she seemed to do was start an argument lately. the weirdest part: she'd get even more mad when you tried to deescalate the situation and understand her.

"i think jules is cheating on me." rue announced, blowing smoke from her nose.

"oh word?" fezco let out while I was hummed in response.

was that it? was maddy cheating on you? no. you held her too high to think of her doing that.

"she’a been hanging with elliot a lottt." rue dragged her words.

"maybe you should ask her..." you trail off.

“you know, communicate.”

"yea’ that's word. communication is key." you both turn to fezco.

"when have you been in a relationship?" rue asked the question you were both thinking.

"don’t worry about me—I know a little some." you snort, you loved fez. you knew if you needed anything he had you.

"yo, there's this weird ass old guy out back." everyone looked at ashtray who held a shotgun in his hands.

"fuck, man."

fez stood and turned to both of you, "y'all should head out."

you didn't ask any questions, standing up you made your way to the door. rue behind you as well, grumbling about how she was comfortable.

"you need a ride?" you asked the Bennett.

"nah I got a bike."

✬

maddy's house was on the way to yours so you figured why not stop by. you weren't in the mood to argue so you thought maybe you could get her relaxed and watch a movie.

you knocked on the door a totaled or three times before her mom open it,

"y/n?" she seemed oddly surprised to see you.

"hey mrs.perez, is maddy here?"

"yeah, she's in her room." she pointed to the familiar stairs, stepping aside to let you.

you followed the route upstairs, knocking on the bedroom door twice before peaking your head in. maddy on her bed, phone to her ear. her eyes met you face and she rolled her eyes before telling whoever (assumed Cassie) on the phone she'd call them later.

"hey—I was on my way home and wanted to stop by, hope you don't min—

"come here." you followed, closing the door behind you. surprisingly, she pulled you into a hug, after placing a kiss on the corner of your mouth.

"listen, I don't wanna argu—

"were you smoking?" she questioned, sniffing your shirt that had a light scent of weed.

"yeah, just a little." you mutter already having an idea where this was going.

"you've been doing it a lot—and you've been hanging with rue."

"i’m not on that shit, maddy. just some weed and light drinking. just to relax." you huff at her accusation.

"drinking too? what? you gonna end of like my dad AND rue?" here you go.

"maddy—"

"you’re so fucking selfish." here come the insults.

“i do it because of you!" you blurt of out, voice rising.

"me? no you do because you're fucking self and only think about yourself. god—i should've known when i found you were friends with rue and fez."

you perk up, pointing your finger. “they're good people. don’t you fucking look down on them."

you weren't normally defensive but you weren't gonna let her shit talk your people.

"look, maddy, i didn't come here for this shit. so call me when you get your head on right, bro." you stood, trying to exit of the door you came in but maddy’s hand caught your wrist.

"stay."

"i just—

"we can watch a movie." she gave you doe eyes and you contemplated for a second.

if you stay you know you'd probably argue again but there's also a chance you can be civil. but that was a 75 to 35 ratio

"please, baby."

you sigh, sitting back down.

━━━ 👩🏽‍💻

[leighbaye]

ur elliot x m reader fic was so fire .,,, i hope u make more of it 🙏

— SHOONG

written by mina leigh ୨ৎ , elliot fike 𝔁 m! reader | wc 1100

summary. jules was on her way home, riding her bike she passed by your house. she nearly fell off puzzled and a small chuckle of disbelief came out her mouth as she saw you embrace elliot and kiss his lips, after you denied being more than friends with him. which leads the both of you getting interrogated by her and rue.

labels. awkward like very awkward, emotionally mature reader, stubborn reader, y/n is obsessed with elliot, heart eyes for elliot, shy elliot, reader is more physically and emotionally expressive than elliot.

warnings.

‧₊˚ ୨୧ mina speaks. i just needed to write something with elliot & male reader after remembering elliot admitted he fucked ❝ 4 to 3 ❞ guys when jules was interrogating him. sorry it isn’t to like smutty, hope you enjoy it either way. ♡

jules’s bike tires squeaked as she rode past the familiar stretch of your street, a shortcut she took almost every day. but something caught her eye today, something that nearly made her lose balance. her gaze snapped to the two figures standing near your front porch. she squinted, thinking maybe her mind was playing tricks on her.

but no. it was real. you — y/n —were standing too close to elliot, closer than just friends should. your hands gripped his jacket, your head tilted slightly, and then — oh god —you kissed him. on the lips.

her heart jumped, and she laughed under her breath, disbelief washing over her. she had asked, so many times, if there was more going on between the two of you. and every time, you denied it, brushing it off like it was ridiculous. but here you were, making out with elliot on your porch like it was nothing.

jules sped up, shaking her head. she knew exactly who to call.

you could feel elliot’s heart beating fast under your palm, the rise and fall of his chest uneven. his lips were soft, hesitant against yours, and you pulled back slightly, studying his expression.

❝are you okay?❞ you asked softly, your voice warm, concerned.

elliot blinked a few times, cheeks flushed. ❝yeah … just not used to this.❞

you smiled, brushing his messy hair back. ❝you’ll get used to it.❞

he bit his lip, eyes darting around nervously. ❝i mean … us. people seeing us like this.❞

you rolled your eyes, giving him a playful shove. ❝we’re just two guys on a porch. who cares?❞

before he could respond, the front door banged open. you jumped back as if caught doing something illegal. there they were jules and rue, both staring at you, their faces a mix of amusement and shock.

rue was standing with the fattest fucking smirk on her face.

jules crossed her arms, eyebrow raised. ❝just friends, huh?❞

you froze, your mouth opening but no sound coming out. elliot scratched the back of his neck, glancing between the two girls and you. rue just smirked, clearly enjoying this too much.

❝looks like someone has some explaining to do, you caught bro❞ rue said, leaning casually against the doorframe.

you sighed, rubbing your face. ❝okay, fine. just .. come in. ❞

the four of you sat in your living room, the air so thick with awkward tension you could almost cut it with a knife. elliot sat beside you, his knee bouncing nervously. jules and rue perched on the couch across from you, their eyes laser - focused.

jules leaned forward, her voice slow and deliberate. ❝so. y/n. care to explain why you’ve been lying to us?❞

❝i wasn’t lying,❞ you mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

❝oh, really?❞ she laughed bitterly. ❝because i distinctly remember asking if there was anything between you two. and you were like, ‘oh no, we’re just friends.’❞ making her voice ten times deeper as if she was mocking you purposely.

rue chuckles at that, fucking bitch you thought.

❝we were just friends,❞ you argued, glancing at elliot. his face was beet red, his hands clasped tightly in his lap. ❝things … changed, i don’t fucking know.❞

rue snorted. ❝yeah, clearly.❞

❝i hate you.❞

❝i love ya too.❞

elliot finally spoke up, his voice quiet but firm. ❝it wasn’t something we planned. it just … happened.❞

jules narrowed her eyes at him. ❝so you’ve been sneaking around?❞

❝i mean, i wouldn’t call it that .. nah.❞

❝no!❞ you protested. ❝we weren’t sneaking around. we just didn’t think it was anyone’s business.❞

jules stared at you, her expression softening just a little. ❝you know we’re your friends, right? you didn’t have to hide this.❞

❝it be your own people ..❞ rue sighed, joking attempting to ease the tension.

i mean elliot made a amused expression. it worked kinda.

you sighed, leaning back against the couch. ❝i wasn’t trying to hide it. i just … didn’t know how to explain it. elliot’s different. i’m different with him.❞

elliot turned to you, his eyes wide and surprised. you hadn’t really said that out loud before.

jules looked between the two of you, her gaze softening even more. ❝okay, fine. but next time, don’t lie to me. or rue. we deserve to know what’s going on in your life.❞

rue grinned. ❝yeah, especially if it’s like really fucking crazy.❞

you rolled your eyes but smiled. elliot finally relaxed beside you, his knee stopping its nervous bouncing.

❝so,❞ jules said, leaning back. ❝how long has this been going on?❞

elliot shrugged, looking to you. ❝a few weeks?❞

you nodded. ❝yeah, something like that.❞

rue chuckled. ❝damn. and here i thought y/n was all emotionally mature. guess even he can be stubborn.❞

❝i’m not stubborn,❞ you muttered.

elliot smirked, finally relaxing enough to tease you. ❝you kinda are.❞

it deadass be your own people …

you shot him a look but couldn’t help smiling. ❝fine. maybe a little. but only because you make it hard to think straight.❞

his face turned red again, and jules and rue burst out laughing.

❝oh my god, you two are so corny,❞ jules said, shaking her head.

❝yeah, but it’s cute,❞ rue added.

elliot leaned closer to you, whispering, ❝you okay?❞

you nodded, squeezing his hand. ❝yeah. we’re okay.❞

jules cleared her throat dramatically. ❝well, we’re glad you two figured it out. just… don’t keep secrets like that again, okay?❞

❝promise,❞ you said.

elliot nodded. ❝promise.❞

as they got up to leave, rue winked at you. ❝laters, use protection, chlamydia is in these days. ❞

you groaned, ❝get the fuck outta my house rue ...❞

elliot laughed softly, his fingers still laced with yours. and for once, everything felt right.

© MINA LEIGH 2023 - 2024

[hyubg]

Prounouns:He/Him

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You were lying on jules bed as you had your face on her stomach and both of her legs at your side as you two watch a movie in her Laptop she had her arms crossed around your neck as her hands stay on your chest for the first time in your life you felt loved in your house your dad abuse of you hitting you, insulting you, calling you things for your girlfriend jules but with jules you felt safe and loved.

You look Up and see her looking at the movie and then her eyes look down at you and she smile with that smile you fell in love with you put your hand on her cheek and bring your face to kiss her Lips sweetly —"I love you" —You say as you look at her eyes as she kiss your front face —"I love you too"— She say as you Close the laptop and push yourself Up and kiss her Lips again feeling an unexpected hornies all over your body she wraps her arms around your Big, formed back as she kiss your lips with the same eagerness you put your hands on her hips as you put yourself on top on her as you start kissing her chin as you take Deep breaths cause of your eagerness.

—"take off your shirt baby"— Jules say as she moans a little you groan as you hear her moans were like music for your ears she help you take off your shirt as she put her hand on your abs the one she loves and the warm of her hands hitting your cold abs as you keep kissing her neck now and trying to make a quickie in her neck as you take off her crop top and bra as you feel her hands making her way down to your now hard cock as she start jerking it from behind the pants you kiss your way down to her tits and kiss her nipples and lick the left one as you suck the right one.

She moans as you suck her nipple and put her free hand on your hair as she moans and move her hand Up and down you look Up at her —"you don't think i prefer maddy before you right?" —You ask as you kiss her Lips and she nods knowing you won't cheat on her you continue your job kissing and licking her nipples both of you didn't hear the front door of her House open as you two were so busy moaning and you licking her nipples as you look up at her and smile at her you put your hands on her ass as you lift her hips a little as you kiss her neck.

The next thing you know is jules tapping your shoulder as you look Up at her you see her looking at her door with a shocked face you look at the same direction seeing her father looking at both of you in that intimade position shocked you put the blanket over jules as you get up —"ahmm i'm sorry we didn't hear the door" —You say as you laugh nerveous as jules hand you your shirt the next thing you know is you're running downstairs as her father is trowing you things as you laugh —"i'm sorry!" —You say as you grab your bike and start peddeling out of the House.

[infernalodie]

Euphoria Masterlist PT.2

$ = Smut * = Fluff ! = Angst

Maddy Perez

(*) IT’S YOU - Maddy Perez x Male!reader

(!) END SCENE - Maddy Perez x Perez!Male!reader

(!) The Stone - Maddy Perez x Gn!reader

(!) DYWTYLM - Maddy Perez x Black!Male!reader

Rue Bennett

(!) Hot Soup - Rue Bennett x Bennett!Male!reader

(!) SORRY NOT SORRY - Rue Bennett X Bennett!Male!reader

(!) people don’t change - Rue Bennett x Black!Male!reader

Elliot

(! $ *) Dark Circles - Elliot x FemMale!reader Part One - Part Two

Cassie Howard

(! $) REVENGE - Cassie Howard x Male!reader

Jules Vaughn

(!) LIE - Jules Vaughn x Black!Male!reader

Lexi Howard

(! *) young gun - Lexi Howard x Black!Male!reader

MORE COMING SOON!

[rosemarycovet]

characters I write for

twilight

Edward Cullen

Alice Cullen

emmet Cullen

Jasper Hale

Rosalie Hale

Bella Swan

SCREAM

(Mostly billy and Stu)

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Randy Meeks

Sidney Prescott

Tatum Riley

Dewey Riley

Mickey Altieri

Roman Bridger

Jill Robert

Ethan landry

Tara carpenter

Sam Carpenter

Chad meeks

Amber Freeman

gilmore girls

(chilton) Rory Gilmore

Dean Forester

Jess Mariano

Tristin Dugray

Dave Rygalski

Lane Kim

Finn Wolfhard characters

Mike wheeler

Boris pavlikovsky

Miles Fairchild

Richie Toizer

Harry potter/wizarding world

Theodore Nott

Mattheo Riddle

Tom Riddle

Draco Malfoy

Cedric Diggory

Harry potter

Ron Weasley

American Horror Story

Tate Langdon

Violet Harmon

kit walker

Zoe Benson

Kyle Spencer

Madison Montgomery

Jimmy darling

James march

Euphoria

rue bennett

Jules vaughn

maddy perez

cassie howard

lexi howard

kat hernandez

Fezco

Elliot

Nate Jacobs

chris mckay

Scott pilgrim VS. The world

Scott pilgrim

Ramona Flower

wallace wells (x male reader)

Envy Adams

Knives Chau

Kim Pine

Random

Rodrick Heffely-Diary of a wimpy kid

Patrick bateman-American Pyscho

Jesse Pinkman-Breaking bad

Peeta Mellark-hunger games

Finnick Odair-hunger games

Nanno-Girl from no where

Danny Jenner-Jeepers Creepers

Kat Stratford-10tihay

Patrick Verona-10tihay

Cameron James-10tihay

Dave Lizewski-Kick ass

Charlie-the perks of being a wallflower

jennifer check- jennifer’s body

Tim LaFlour-senseless

Robin Buckley-stranger things

glen glantz-nightmare on elm street

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[justacuteduck]

I don't care about the others.

Requested by anon

Here's the request

Jules Vaughn x male reader

Wearings: mention of transphobia.

Type: fluff

Characters: Jules Vaughn x male reader

Fandom: euphoria

Summary: Jules thinks she doesn't deserve you because she's a trans girl, but you don't care.

You were laying on your bed, next to you your girlfriend, Jules.

It was a rainy day, so you two decided to spend it in her room, you were watching a shitty reality show on her laptop, but she wasn't paying attention to it, she was looking at your face.

<<Why?>> She asked at you.

<<What do you mean?>> You asked, turning you head to look at her.

<<Why are you with me y/n?>> Jules asked, taking you hand.

<<Because I love you Jules>> You smiled, squeezing her hand.

<<But my question is why, why do you love me, there are so many "real girls" in school, girls you wouldn't be embarrassed to hang out with>> She said, now looking everywhere but you.

<<What are you even talking about Jules? You are a real girl, you're the best girl in our shitty school, and I am not embarrassed of you, I bring you at every party, I bring you every time I hang out with my friends, if I was embarrassed I wouldn't do that>> You smiled, getting closer.

<<Listen Jules, I know what the jocks said about you, I heard it, but you really care? Because I don't, I love you, and none will ever change my mind>> You said, kissing her forhead.

She smiled kissing you on the lips, cupping your cheek with her hand, as you put a hand on her waist.

<<Thank you y/n, sometimes I don't fell... right you know? But with you is perfect, I always felt right, I always feel like the other girls, and you're right, I don't care, fuck Nate and the other jocks.>> She smiled.

<<Yeah, you're right >> You smiled, she kissed you for head.

You hugged her, holding her close to you chest as she smiled, squeezing you with her harms, you stayed in that position for some minutes, that felt like years.

<<y/n?>> She asked.

<<Yeah?>>

<<I love you >>

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The next day, at school, you were searching something in your locker and a girl approached you, her name was Emma, she was one of the cheerleaders, you knew she had a crush on you since third grade, but you never liked her back.

<<Hey y/n!>> She greeted you.

<<Hey Emma>> You said, annoyed.

<<I was wondering if you wanted to come to my house on Saturday, you know, we could watch a movie or do... whatever you want, my parents aren't at home>> she winked at you, you sighed.

<<No Emma, I am sorry, I'll be with my girlfriend>> You remarked the word "girlfriend".

<<You girlfriend? You mean that guy who wants to be a girl? You can leave him at home>> She laughed.

<<HER, and shut the fuck up already, she's not a guy>> You said, getting angry.

Jules saw you talking to that girl, and she saw how angry you looked, so she came to save you, wrapping an harm around your waist.

<<Hey y/n and?>> She said looking at the jealous girl.

<<Emma.>> The girl said.

<<I was saying to Emma that we are going to my house on Saturday, since none's home>> You smirked.

<<Oh yeah sure.>> Jules smiled.

<<You know what, fuck you y/n! You could have me, why do you want her!?>> She shouted.

<<Because I don't want to be with a pathetic girl like you, sorry but I have taste>> You laughed.

Emma ran away crying.

<<Was I too rude?>> You asked, while you and Jules walked to class.

<<No, I love you for what you said>>

[6rookie-writer0110]

Could I request a male reader x Jules vaughn.

maybe reader and cassie is datingand Jules and reader hooked up at a party.

“Can we talk y/n?”

“forget about me jules”

“what if I dont want too”

then they hook up again.

“breakup with her and be with me, maybe I could get rue to join”

“okay”

bonus threesome

That didn't take long for R to say no.

[skatetome]

Masterlist and Other Information (pinned)

Click 'Keep Reading' for my other information if you plan to request something

More Locations Than Pages (Elinor Fairmont x Fem!Reader)

Destined and Dream Of (Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader)

The Forgiving Kiss (Tom!Peter Parker x Fem!Mysterio!Reader)

Temperatures of Love (Tom!Peter Parker x Reader)

One Kiss, Hundreds of Lights (Andrew!Peter Parker x Reader)

The Beach (Peter Parker x Reader)

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I'm open to requests for the following characters Spiderman:

Peter Parker (any)

Gwen Stacy

MJ

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Calliope Burns

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Robin Buckley

Nancy Wheeler

Steve Harrington

Euphoria:

Rue Bennett

Cassie Howard

Jules Vaughn

Maddy Perez

Kat Hernandez

Lexi Howard

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I don't write/DON'T REQUEST

Smut

Anything weird (beastiality, incest, obviously step-bro/step-sis stuff, etc)

Abusive character/victim reader or vice versa

Pro-sh/pro-ed stuff (I'm fine with writing comfort fics but nothing like pro sh or pro ed bf/gf ones)

Male reader (with the exception of gn!reader)

Real people fiction

I do write/DO REQUEST

Fluff

Angst

Any trope that doesn't go against my 'I don't write' list

Female and occasional gender neutral reader

[bumblesimagines]

“ i feel safe with you. i always have. “

- Jules Vaugh

“ i feel safe with you. i always have. “

pronouns for y/n: they/them, gender neutral

Tap, tap, tap.

You brushed it off as your mind making sounds up or the large plant outside hitting your window. Besides, most of your friends were either still at the fair or had gone home for one reason or another. You had the shit luck of having to drive your high as shit and emotional sister home. However, Maddy had surprisingly slinked off to her room without much protest.

Tap, tap, tap.

You buried your face into your pillow and groaned. Surely, it couldn't have been Kat. No, even with her newfound confidence and style, she still hadn't gotten the courage to just up and try to sneak into your room. You considered Cassie as an option, seeing as the girl had apparently fought with her boyfriend. But even then, she typically always texted before arriving. You grew still and hoped whoever it was, either caught the hint or moved onto your sister's window.

Tap, tap, tap.

Fuck.

You lifted your head and turned to look at the window, finding a dark figure standing outside. They looked slender and skinny. Perhaps it was BB, but then you remembered how loud she'd get when ignored. You sighed heavily and rolled out of bed, sluggishly approaching the window and opening it.

…Jules Vaughn?

You blinked. You'd only spoken to the girl a handful of times and those conversations were typically about homework or class. Her phone number wasn't even saved on your phone. How the hell had she found your address or even known which window was yours?

"Hi." She spoke quietly, voice cracking. Upon further look, you noticed her glittery makeup had swept down her cheeks with tears and the grim look on her face spoke volumes. You briefly wondered if she'd been looking for Rue's house or even had gotten lost, but if she had, she would've knocked on the door or called her brunette friend.

"Uhm, come in, I guess." You stepped aside and reached out, grasping her forearm and helping her inside. You flicked on the lamp on the nightstand and faced her, curiously looking her over. She appeared otherwise fine. She still had on her pink outfit from the fair and had yet to take the pink highlights out of her hair.

"I know this is weird, but I just- I don't know. I feel safe with you. I always have and I've had... the worst night of my life." Jules explained softly, pushing some hair away from her face. You could relate in a sense. Maddy had made a whole spectacle of herself and the Jacobs family infront of a crowd of classmates and neighbors.

"Okay." You nodded and shut the window, motioning toward your bed. "We can talk about it, if you want. You can stay the night or I can call Rue and drop you off at her place."

"Thank you."

[hyubg]

(She's just beautiful!)

Prounouns: He/Him

Jules vaughn x Male reader!

You were lying on your room hearing your fathers Scream at eachother and insult as you scroll on your phone trying to ignore them and the sad feeling starting to get on your gut then you start hearing heavy foot steps going to your room you door get open and you see your father angry starting at you.

You were begin dragged to the living room and then trow at the floor you look Up at you mother Who had an unexpresed face then your father grab your face hard and punch you in the face making you spit some Blood on the floor <<"This is the son i have!?">> —He yelled as he Kick you in the gut making you groan <<"a fucking loser who is in love with a guy!? This is your son bitch!">> —He yelled at your mother Who was sitting there saying nothing as he keep hitting you <<"She's not a Guy!">> —You yelled protecting your girlfriend and that make your father laugh as he hit your face as you feel your nose breaking <<"He's a goddamn boy!">> —He say as he grab you by the neck chocking you slowly as he hit your face <<"She's.....not">> —You say as your face continue getting punch like a boxing bag.

You slowly start getting Up from the door your face bleeding you grab the table behind you as you stare at your mother Who was sitting in the couch looking to her phone <<"Why you didn't say anything">> —You ask her with your voice breaking as tears start falling out of your red cheeks the only thing you recived was silence <<"Can you answer me?" Cause i'm your son">> —You say hoping your mother say something but she stays silence and you nod as you start getting out of your House almost falling.

The Sun start to fall out as you slowly walk somewhere you sit on the hard floor as the dry Blood Paint your face and you knew It you see the river Next to jules House and walk to It to clean your face.

You knock on jules House and waited as Mr. Vaughn open the door with a smile that Fade seeing the state you were <<"What happend to you?">> —He ask as you shook your head as he guide you inside <<"Some jock beat me Up">> —You lie don't telling him that 'jock' was your father you look around <<"is jules home?">> —Mr. Vaughn nod as he says she's upststairs you nod and say a low 'thanks' and start walking Up hearing the soft music inside her room you knock on the door and open It seeing jules and rue with their tongues in eachother mouth as they were naked you stay there shocked as rue slap lighly on jules arm as she kiss her stomach as she goes down.

Jules turn around and see you her eyes wide open and mouth starting to open a little <<"This isn't like it's looks like">> she says as she notice your beat Up face you laugh a little how stupid of you thinking if you defend your girlfriend in front of your father he stops doing It <<"He was right">> —You let out softly as you look her death in the eyes <<"Why you do it? I wasn't enough?">> —You ask as you start getting out of the room not wanting to hear her reasons you get out of the House as you walk across some streets your legs feels heavy and the Next thing you knew It was that your face was on the hard floor and you feel tears start going down your face.

[infernalodie]

𝐋𝐈𝐄 || 𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐕𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐧

“𝘐 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯“

Inspo: Ruel - Lie Giveon - Lie Again

Pairing: Jules Vaughn x Black!Male!reader

Summary: A lie would be enough to ease the pain...

Warnings: Angst and more angst

Words: 3364

It was a breath held under the surface of the water. You could keep it for only so long before your chest heaved for oxygen. And eventually, you would have to come back up, gasping to feel the weight in your chest lessen. Judging by the look in her eyes, you could see she was fighting to stay underneath with you, wanting to savour the peace and warmth still able to be offered to her. Hoping to find the focus to hold on a little longer. She wasn’t dying, but its slow absorption of willpower was killing her. And you didn’t want to take any more days from her when she deserved so much more.

“I-I don’t want to keep you from being happy, Jules,” you whispered, fingers fiddling together. The itchiness on the inside of your nose made you aware of the tears blossoming along the brim of your eyes. “And I know I’m not who you want anymore.” Forcing a smile, you looked up at the girl. Tears slipped down your cheeks that were reddened. “But I-I understand. I won’t keep you away from living your life. I’m just happy I got to know you and be called ‘yours’.”

Jules didn’t know if it was the softness of your work cracking or her own heart hating to believe that she’d fallen out of love, but she couldn’t hold back the tears. Her lips begin to tremble, walking toward you and her hands cupping your cheeks.

She wanted to hold you forever and make you forget that this was happening, but she knew that you were smart enough to know that if she said anything else to keep you here, it would be a lie. She would be saving herself from the guilt of a lie that the two of you have been too scared to acknowledge for the past two months. Now, it was meeting the head and there was nothing else that could be done besides admitting there wasn’t much left here to salvage. And Jules hated admitting it, but she was the cause of this.

Every day you tried to make it better than the last.  Maybe it was only now you were realizing it was just wasted energy. She’d made you put up with her distance for the last two months and made you think this was your fault. 

But you thought that was the case. How couldn’t you when you had planned your life around things the two of you talked about? Making promises that were too good to be true. Moving to a small town to pursue something that could become forever. Or to just seek a better education before looking at NYU and seeing if it was in the cards for the two of you. The speed of plans you had come up with might’ve become too overwhelming for her and it might’ve made her interest in keeping something like that deteriorate into flakes of ash.

So, you had to allow her to go on and you had to accept that living this lie wasn’t going to save you from the loneliness you thought could be cleansed.

Your cold skin in contrast to her warm touch makes you shiver under her hold. Stepping closer, wanting to hold onto this feeling for as long as you could. But you knew the sooner you left, the easier it would be to move on.

So, with a shaky breath, you grabbed her hands and pulled them from your face. “I let you go, honey.” Swallowing the lump in your throat, you felt your bottom lip quiver, sniffling. “Goodbye, Jules.” You spoke with just above a whisper and were gone before Jules had a chance to apologize for the pain she placed on you.

The mornings were as normal as they could get for you. Sun peaking through the cracks of blinds, warming your ebony skin that had a cool layer that developed overnight. The bland smell of your own body odour and the chill of loneliness.

You fucking hated it.

Nothing eventful came from your mornings. Living in an apartment alone with enough open space to house a roommate kinda left more to be desired than you had once believed. But by the time you moved to East Highland, the place was already locked in and you had to live out your lease until you could look for a smaller place in the same complex. Maybe a few floors above and along the edge of the building. Preferably with a balcony so you could stare out at the stars and sleep outside. That would be nice.

You grabbed a yogurt cup from your empty fridge and sat on your bed. Humming at the taste of vanilla replenishes your energy. You got dressed and grab your phone, bookbag, lanyard, and water bottle. Locking the door of your apartment before making your way downstairs. Taking the tedious and mundane stairwell instead of the elevator that seemed to be on the brink of breaking at any moment.

It’d been nearly a year since you moved to East Highland. Moving wasn’t too difficult with the lack of belongings pledged your name of investment. Bringing only a suitcase, a dresser, a bed, one of each utensil, and plastic plates. It was enough for you

“What’s up, buddy?” Rue greeted, squinting under the glow of the sun. “I thought you slept in. I was tempted to break in and steal your fridge.”

“Why just my fridge?” You laughed, turning your head toward the other girl, smiling softly. “Also, hi Gia.”

The neglected girl smiled, giving you a friendly wave as you fiddled with the many keys on your lanyard. “Rough morning?” She asked, tilting her head as she leaned against the side of your Toyota Corolla.

“Uh, I-I guess you could say that.” You shrugged half-heartedly, forcing a smile. “But it’s a bit better with your hoe of a sister now here and you to keep her in line.”

Gia smiled, but Rue flipped your off. “Listen here you a little bottom bitch-!” Rue laughed, pointing at you.

Moving here and making friends wasn’t as difficult as you thought it would’ve been. And honestly, you jumped between groups in your class each day. Sometimes you hung out with the science geeks who made you explore your way of thinking. Then you hung out with Rue which always ended with fucking around during lunch. Lexi, Kat, Cassie, and Maddy were another group that welcomed you.

But it felt odd to have friends when you still felt so alone. Maybe it was because you knew the moment you dropped Rue and Gia off, you wouldn’t be spending any more time with anyone. You would end up sitting in your room on your phone, watching sitcoms, giggling to yourself, playing with your guitar, and smoking weed from your fire escape. And you wished you could say that you got used to the silence but there was a level of inconsistency of enjoyment with being alone.

So, you lied your way through the days and nights. Hoping that if you ignored the truth of reality things might get better. But you knew better. Holding onto something as such was fruitless in the grand scheme of things.

Driving to school, you sat silently as the two sisters blasted music out of the speakers. The sheer volume of the base made your brain rattle. But their presence was enough to bring you hope that the day might go well.

Arriving at school, you locked your car before falling the pair. Bidding Gia farewell as she jogged over to her friends, leaving you and Rue to walk in the direction of the sophomore end of the school.

“What’d I miss the past two days?” You asked, shoving your keys in your pocket, and turning your head toward your friend.

“Oh, I thought you weren’t interested after abandoning me,” Rue teased, flicking your chin. “But it’s the same as last year. We got a test in 2 weeks for Algebra, so I hope you are still smart as you were before the summer.”

She poked your forehead, making you groan, slapping her hand away. “Work offered extra hours and I need the money,” you defended. “I’m sure Principle Hayes will understand if he calls me down.”

The two of you arrived at your guys’ lockers, putting away your belongings and grabbing your needed books. “Well, I met someone at that party I think McKay hosted.”

“Finally gonna get your pussy wet?” You quipped, earning a flick of your ear.

“Nah, man. I wanna get to know her better, you know?” She said. “Her whole aesthetic is right up my alley.”

You hummed. “Well, it sounds like you’re already head over heels for her-”

“Oh, she’s right there.” Rue waved her hand enthusiastically. “Jules!”

You choked on your spit, eyes snapping in the direction that you saw the familiar flow of blonde hair just down the hall. The same ol’ abstract makeup and bright-coloured clothes that made her stand out. She looked older now. Maybe a bit more mature. You couldn’t be quite sure, but she was still beautiful.

But that’s when the questions started appearing in your head like the sight of flashing headlights. Why is she here? When did she get here? Did she even know this was the place you were wanting to move to with her? Or did she come here on purpose?

No. No, no, no, that is just the innocence of your heart still linked to the memory of her. It’s hard to imagine it otherwise, but you knew this wasn’t purposeful. And judging by the shocked look on her face, you were right in your assessment.

Hard to believe that you cried over this girl. You missed her day in and day out since you gave her a chance to grow into who she wanted. But if you’d known she would’ve ended up coming back into your life, you might’ve been selfish and kept her close. Allow yourself to live in a false reality, which in return would be torture for Jules.

It was just too much for you to even have on your mind. Leaving you to back away, brows pinching together as you turned heel and ran in the direction of the front doors. Not daring to meet your ex’s gaze once more.

And it led you driving all the way home with tenseness in your limbs. The faint twitch of anxiety, causes you to groan in aggravation. You were sat in what was supposed to be your living room. Only a piano, coffee table, and a bean bag resemble a relaxing area. A joint rested between your lips as you sat on the soft foam with your eyes closed. Chest rising and falling with an occasional stutter of an exhale, trying to suppress.

You didn’t want to cry over her. Jules didn’t deserve that. Although you love her, she didn’t deserve anything besides growth and your soft, yet, bittersweet exit in her life. If you were in a different universe, perhaps you might be open to the idea of her reentering your life. Maybe even giving the relationship one last try.

But after months of heartbreak and self-acceptance of the truth, you couldn’t do it again. It wasn’t fair to yourself and it wasn’t fair to her when you knew that you still felt things for her. All that would come from the two of you being close is you reliving those feelings and putting Jules in a situation that wouldn’t be beneficial for either of you. So, you needed to find something or do something that could definitively cancel it out completely.

Yet, the sound of your doorbell made you snap up in alarm. Dropping your joint on your sweatpants, causing it to splash ash across your joggers. “Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck!” You picked it up, taking one last puff before running to your bedroom. The doorbell rang again. “Yea’, give me a moment!” You tossed the joint out the window, exhaling the cloud before slamming the window shut and jogging to the front door.

Undoing the handle lock, you pulled the door open as far as the latch allowed it. Peeking out carefully to see Jules. You wanted to slam the door and stop there any chance of the two of you interacting. But she saw you before you could decide, smiling faintly.

“Hey.” Her greeting was soft and almost incomplete by the hesitation in her wavering tone.

Nibbling on your bottom lip, you sniffled. “Rue told you where I live, huh?” You knew the answer to the question. Rue was willing to do anything for her friends, so you weren’t surprised she would help Jules. Especially since it wasn’t hard to tell by the way she talked about Jules that she liked her.

Jules chuckled quietly, nodding. You hummed, exhaling softly. “Why’re you here, Jules?” You questioned, straight to the point. “I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“Can I come in?” Jules asked, staring up at you with those enchanting eyes that won you over all those years ago. It was hard to deny her request, with your feelings and all. So, you wordlessly closed the door and undid the latch before opening the door, welcoming her inside.

When she stepped through, she was quick to take in everything. From the lack of furniture to the seemingly sudden chill that filled the apartment, she stepped in. It was hard for her to realize that this was what would’ve been her place as well if she hadn’t been caught up in conflicting thoughts a year ago. But that was all over now. It hurt, but Jules knew she wasn’t allowed to talk or think about the “what if’s”. She did enough thinking when the two of you made promises about your shared futures.

And she knew she was going to have to live with that for the rest of her life.

“Now, answer my questions.” Jules turned around, finding you walking around the island and opening your fridge.

“I just want to tell you that me moving to East Highland wasn’t intentional, alright?” Jules defended. “If I’d known, I would go far away so I wouldn’t hurt you.”

It hurt, honestly. But you kept a neutral expression as you pulled out a beer, using the ring around your middle finger to pry the cap open. Sniffling, you looked up at Jules, a simple and easy look of offer that she accepted with a smile. Taking the beer and taking a sip as you grabbed one of your own.

Leaning against the counter, you quietly sipped your drink. The silence slowly built with the acknowledgement that this reunion was awkward. It was expected. But it didn’t make it any easier for the two of you to try and move around it.

“It isn’t much, but it was all I could fit into the cheapest U-Haul. And it’s not like I have a lot to my name,” you said, chuckling to yourself. The entire idea of moving out of the city was your parents and the school you and Jules had been going to was shit. But it had been your parents that made you decide that you needed to get the fuck out of there before you experienced anything more that could traumatize you. And Jules knew this and was in full support and ready to embark on this unknown path with her father’s backing. He had even been willing to get a place in the same area to be there if anything happened. “But I’ll probably aim to go somewhere else when this year is up. Save up as much as I can before I head out.”

“Where do you plan on going?” Jules questioned, hoisting herself onto the island opposite to you. You shrugged, looking down at your feet. The action was interrupted by Jules placing her foot at the center of your chest. It wasn’t purposeful, but your gaze instinctively ran up the smooth texture of her leg. All the way up to the bottom hem of her skirt gave you a faint peek of what more could be under your warm gaze. And then you finally met her gaze, which was delicate. “Answer me, Y/n.”

Those same old desires slowly rose to the surface, battling with how you wished to be now. You could kick her out. You could save yourself from making a mistake in this situation. You could just ignore it and try to move around the clear intentions of her actions.

“Why’re you ignoring me?” Her question took a few moments to register, but when they did you blinked rapidly and cleared your throat. Moving away just enough to make her foot drop.

“I don’t where I plan on going next,” you said, hoping that your explanation would make her forget the hold she had on you. “It all depends on the costs. I got enough money to support the trips, but it’s securing a place and 3 months' worth of rent. I guess it just depends on where life thinks I should go.”

Jules nodded, humming softly. “Is it also because of me? Is this a sudden decision now knowing I’m here?” She asked, placing her bottle down. Hopping down from the island as she continued. “Or is it because you still feel something toward me?”

“Jules, we can’t do this,” you whispered, swallowing the lump in your throat. She placed her hands on your stomach, running over the ruts of your abs, humming in approval. She always loved your body. Your height, your structure, your ebony skin, your calloused hands, it was all something she missed near her. “Jules, we can’t-”

“Tell me a lie, Y/n,” she muttered, almost making you have to question her to repeat it. “Tell me that we’ll somehow work past our problems and that we’re supposed to be together.”

You couldn’t help the stinging of your nose appears. It felt like you were transported back to that day a year ago. Forced to relive the foul memory burnt into your brain leading to you to wonder what could’ve been done differently. How things might’ve turned out now and/or if you two would’ve lasted long enough after the move to East Highland.

So many futures are left unwritten because of someone’s heart committed to seeing them out. And you’d never blame it on her. The cards were dealt and she held them close, but there would have to be a time she played them. It just turns out that the order she played them left you discouraged to continue.

You weren’t vital to her anymore. Well, not like you used to be. Things were different now and as much as you’d like just cradle her and whisper sweet nothings in her ear, it wouldn’t be right. You’d be lying to her and yourself. And ever since she left you, you’ve left no opening for anyone to get close like she once did. She was your last and only true picture of love and you didn’t want to take that picture out of the frame. So, you’d store it away in the back of your mind to never be touched but to be remembered as to why you would allow your heart to sit idle. Waiting to find the person that made it skip a beat.

But that fulfillment felt farther and farther each day. It’s once prestigious idolization you made in your head, now a mere hollow husk of disappointment.

Much like she had done that day, your hands cradled her face gently. Your eyes take in each defining feature and cherish it. Willing to die gratefully with the knowledge that she was the last person and only person to ever be yours.

So, you smiled. One of sorrow and regret. “Lying to you would be the last thing you deserve, Jules,” you whispered, making the girl whimper, eyes clamping shut. You felt your lips wobble, pulling the girl into your chest where you pressed a kiss to her head. “We were doomed from the start, honey.”

[leighbaye]

— HOUSE OF BALLOONS

written by mina leigh 𝜗᭪ , elliot fike 𝔁 m! reader | wc 2750

summary. you’re over at elliot’s house, alone without your sister & jules. he explains the complicated situation between the trio and as you vent out your pent up frustration about the revelation, elliot comes up with a way to calm you down, not that you were imposed.

labels. bennett reader, elliot’s kinda horny, he also gets touchy, mentions of reader nicotine smoking, angry makeouts, praising, hair pulling from both parties, angst, dubcon. VIEWERS DISCRETION ADVISED.

‧₊˚ ୨୧ mina speaks. i just needed to write something with elliot & male reader after remembering elliot admitted he fucked ❝ 4 to 3 ❞ guys when jules was interrogating him

you were in elliot’s bed, staring up at the ceiling, fingers fumbling with the buckle on your belt as elliot leaned back, reaching for your vape. the room was dimly lit, curtains drawn tight, suffocating any light that dared creep in. there was a weird tension between the two of you — not new, not entirely unfamiliar, but more pronounced now that it was just the two of you. no jules. no rue. just the silence, punctuated by the quiet hiss of the vape and the soft hum of a playlist neither of you really cared about.

elliot took a drag, his lips pressing against the cool metal, and exhaled slowly. the faint scent of nicotine and something sweeter hung in the air. he glanced at you, as you were still fidgeting with your belt but not really looking at him. elliot ran his tongue over his lower lip, hesitating for a moment before finally breaking the silence.

❝ hey, uh ... can i tell you something? but you gotta promise not to get mad alright? ❞ his voice was calm, lazy, but there was an undercurrent of something more. guilt, maybe.

you paused, your hands stilling on the belt, eyebrows knitting together. ❝ depends on what it is.? ❞

elliot took another drag, stalling. ❝ it's about rue.? ❞

the room seemed to grow colder instantly. your grip on the belt tightened instantly.

❝ what about rue? ❞

elliot sighed, sitting up straighter, letting the vape roll between his fingers. ❝ me, rue, and jules ... it's ... complicated. ❞ he glanced at you, observing your reaction, then pressed on. ❝ i mean, we've all kind of been messing around, you know? it's not exactly a secret.? ❞

you sat up too, your body suddenly tense, reaching into your pocket for your own vape. placing it on your lips, taking a long dab before exhaling sharply. ❝ what the fuck are you talking about, elliot? ❞ your voice was strained, irritation bubbling just under the surface.

elliot bit his lip, trying to figure out how to phrase it without making things worse.

❝ look, man, rue's your sister, i know that, but she's... she's been in a weird place, and jules — ❞

❝ jules? ❞ you cut him off, voice rising ❝ what the fuck does jules have to do with this? ❞

elliot looked away for a second, rubbing the back of his neck. ❝ it's not like ... like we planned it or anything. shit just happened. but ... they've been together, kinda ... and i've been there too.? ❞

you coughed, choking on nic, eyes wide with disbelief, ❝ are you fucking serious right now?? ❞

elliot leaned back, avoiding your gaze. ❝ i didn't mean for you to find out like this.? ❞

you then felt a surge of anger rush through you, your heart pounding in your chest as you reached out and grabbed elliot by the collar of his sweater, yanking him forward.

❝ so what, you just ... what the fuck, elliot? ❞

elliot didn't resist, didn't pull back. in fact, a slow, almost smug smirk spread across his lips. it was the kind of smirk that made your blood boil even more. elliot's eyes darkened, and he tilted his head, his voice low and teasing. ❝ you mad at me, y/n? ❞

you grit your teeth, pushing elliot back onto the bed. but elliot's smirk didn't fade. instead, it grew, like he'd just come up with the most brilliant idea. before you could even process what was happening, elliot surged forward, crashing your lips together in a heated, messy kiss. tasting strawberry ice gelato melting in your mouth.

for a second, you froze, caught off guard by the suddenness of it. but then, something snapped inside you, and you kissed elliot back with a fury that surprised even himself. elliot wasted no time, using the momentum to flip you both over so he was straddling your hips. his hands were everywhere — running up your sides, tangling in his hair, tugging just hard enough to make your breath hitch.

❝ fuck, ❞ you muttered against elliot's lips, your hands trailing finding their way under elliot's shirt, feeling the warm skin beneath. your mind was racing, anger and confusion mixing with something else, something you didn't want to name.

elliot's hands moved lower, toying with your belt buckle like it was some kind of game, his fingers brushing against your skin in a way that made you shiver. ❝ you're so tense, ❞ elliot whispered, his breath hot against your ear. ❝ you need to relax. ❞

you responded with a low growl, your hands gripping elliot's hips, pulling him down harder against you. the kiss grew more frantic, more desperate, and before you knew it, your fingers were tangling in elliot's hair, tugging hard enough to make elliot gasp into his mouth.

❝ you think you can fuck with my head like that and get away with it?? ❞ you muttered, your voice rough and low. elliot's smirk returned, but this time it was more breathless, more eager.

❝ is that what you think i'm doing? ❞ elliot's voice was teasing, but there was a challenge in his eyes.

you didn't bother answering. instead, you tugged elliot's hair again, harder this time, earning a low moan from him. you felt a strange sense of satisfaction at the sound, the power shifting between you, and for a moment, everything else seemed to disappear. the anger, the confusion, the betrayal - it all faded into the background as you lost yourself in the heat of the moment.

elliot's fingers fumbled with your belt buckle again, teasing, but you weren’t in the mood for games. you flipped him over once more, pinning elliot beneath you, your hands gripping the sides of elliot's face as you kissed him fiercely. you didn't feel the need to care about being careful or gentle — you just needed to feel something, anything, to drown out the whirlwind of emotions in his chest.

elliot's hands slid up your back, pulling you closer, and for a while, it was just you both. no words, no thoughts, just the raw, messy collision of your bodies and mostly your anger.

but then, just as suddenly as it had begun, it stopped. you pulled back almost forcefully, your chest heaving, your mind catching up with what had just happened. you stared down at elliot, who was lying beneath you, his lips swollen, his hair a mess from where you had pulled at it.

❝ fuck, ❞ you muttered, scrambling off the bed and running a hand through your own hair. what the hell had you just fucking done?

elliot sat up slowly, watching you with a curious, almost amused expression. ❝ you alright dude.? ❞

❝ no, i'm not fucking alright, ❞ you snapped, grabbing your jacket from the floor and shoving your vapes back in your front pockets, with trembling hands. ❝ i gotta get out of here.❞

before elliot could say anything else, you were already out the door, the sound of it slamming shut echoing in the empty house.

you didn't stop walking until you were outside, the cool night air hitting your face as you leaned against the side of the building, trying to steady your breathing. biting your now swollen lips almost making them bleed. still smelling elliot’s god damn attractive scent lingering around you. it was just so unfortunately intoxicating.

© MINA LEIGH 2023 - 2024

[bumblesimagines]

Can i have a jules vaughn x male reader romantic?

Done!