#justin foley blurb

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Star's Kinkvember list!!

requests are open babies!! This list is not finalized, things can change, send me a request if you'd like to see a certain kink with a certain special someone.

side note: these are for November, cause i wanted to October, but I'm late

TAG TIME: @harmshake @spookybitchdreams @thickbihhwitdagapp @urasunflower @whatdoeseverybodywant @lilucey @jstarr86

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how to request a kinkvember: send in an ask with a day, and a character. REMEMBER, these are only x reader.

Day 1: Oral sex; pairing (Jimmy Uso x reader) Day 2:bondage; pairing (Tama Tonga x reader)

Day 3: Spanking; pairing (Jey Uso x reader)

Day 4: Hair pulling; pairing (Damian Priest x reader)

day 5: Dirty talk; Pairing (Jey Uso x reader)

day 6: Blindfolds; pairing (Tyler Lockwood x reader)

day 7: toys; pairing (Jey uso x reader)

day 8:Lingerie; Pairing (Drew McIntyre x reader)

day 9: breast/ Nipple play; Pairing (Ludwig Kaiser x reader)

day 10:Handcuffs; pairing (Roman reigns x reader)

day 11: Biting; Pairing (Solo Sikoa x reader)

day 12: Discipline; pairing (Baron Corbin x reader)

day 13: Sex in public; pairing (Paul lahote x reader)

day 14:Mutual masturbation; pairing (unknown)

day 15: collar and Lead; pairing (unknown)

day 16:Masturbation;pairing (unknown)

day 17: Candle wax; pairing (Tama tonga x reader)

day 18:Rough sex; pairing (Emmett Cullen x reader)

Day 19: threesome; pairing (Jey Uso x reader x Damian Priest)

Day 20: face fucking; pairing (Rafe Cameron x reader)

Day 21: Domination; pairing (Tonga loa x reader)

Day 22: Vibrators; pairing (tama tonga x reader)

Day 23: Strap on; pairing (Rhea Ripley x reader)

day 24: Voyuerism; pairing (Damian Priest x reader)

Day 25: High heels; pairing (Roman reigns x reader)

Day 26: Cunnilingus; pairing (Tonga Loa x reader) Day 27: Squirting;pairing (Tama tonga x reader)

Day 28: Praising;Pairing (Simon Basset x reader)

day 29:Aftercare;pairing (Tonga Loa x reader)

Day 30: Choking; Pairing (Baron Corbin x reader)

Extra: Choking and mutual masturbation (Montgomery de la Cruz x reader)

Small reminder!!: any that say unknown are open to request, these will be FULL ONESHOTS, not blurbs!!

the characters open for this are:

Wrestling:Jey Uso, Jimmy Uso, Damian Priest, Rhea Ripley, Drew McIntyre, Roman Reigns, Tama Tonga, Solo Sikoa, Andrade, Baron Corbin, Jacob Fatu, Randy Orton, Logan Paul, Ludwig Kaiser, Santos Escobar, and Tonga Loa.

Shameless: Kevin Ball, Mickey Milkovich.

Twilight: Jacob Black, Paul Lahote, Sam Uley, Edward Cullen, Emmett Cullen, Rosalie Cullen.

Outer Banks: Rafe Cameron, JJ Maybank, John B. Routledge, Sarah Cameron, Barry.

Bridgerton: Simon basset, Anthony Bridgerton.

Good Girls:Rio

The walking dead: Daryl Dixon, Glenn Rhee

Supernatural: Dean Winchester, Sam winchester, Castiel, Crowley.

Vampire Diaries: Damon Salvatore, Stefan Salvatore (I'm a Stefan girlie) Tyler Lockwoof.

Fast and Furious: Dominic Toretto, Brion O'connor.

Heartstopper: Nick Nelson.

hamilton: Alexander Hamilton, Aaron Burr, Thomas Jefferson.

Criminal Minds: Aaron hotchner, Derek Morgan. 13 reasons why: Montgomery De La Cruz, Justin Foley, Zach Dempsey, Tony Padilla

Thats all my loves <3. Requests are ALWAYS OPEN. And you can always chat with me. Mwah <3

[avenging-fandoms]

or even sitting outside under the porch together just listening to the rain hit the roof and justins all soft and cuddly i can't :( imagine meeting that boy during college i cannot rn

“the dark clouds are coming in. it’s gonna rain” your fingers pet over justin’s hair, the two of you sitting on the porch couch with his head on your shoulder. soon the rain started to pour, and you felt your shoulders relax.

“it’s so beautiful” he mumbled, laying down with his head on your stomach, hands on your thighs. “i want to stay like this forever” he kisses the exposed skin of your stomach, looking up at you. you smile, fingers combing through his hair.

“then let’s stay like this forever” he smiled, kissing you a couple times before falling asleep on your chest, and you eventually fell asleep as well.

[oopscupcake]

Can you write an imagine where you and Justin Foley have a movie night?

A/N: I’m so excited, this is my first ask! The beginning is quite angsty but within the course of the story it ends up being fluffy, hope you don’t mind.

It’d be nice if you let me know if you liked it :) 

Nothing else, enjoy!! 

“Mom please! I love you. I’m just trying to make you realise-”

“Shut the fuck up, you nasty bastard! Don’t you see you’re the one unwanted here? Even your mother despises you. C’mon babe, tell him”

Justin clenched his fists, trying to avoid the appetising temptation of leaving purple marks all over the hideous surface of the man’s face, as a reminder of how much he hated him. If he hadn’t beaten him already it was because he had the weak hope his mother would realise the piece of shit he really was, and if that meant ending up beaten up he would go through it all without any remorse.

Ignoring his teasing, he faced the miserable woman in front of him, eyes in the verge of tears and hopes lit up she would stand for him.

“Mommy…“

“You have school tomorrow, you should go to bed…”

That was all she said.

It was sad. It was sad deep in Justin’s heart it didn’t surprise him the fact that the woman who had given him life and was supposed to be always by his side, chose a stranger over him.

The first time she proved him how important he actually was to her, he buried himself into the covers and cried to sleep, refusing to believe the person who used to be his guardian angel, gradually changed her mind and gave it all to a man she had only known for a few months.

Eventually that sadness grew into a bitterness that was only calmed down with alcohol and visits to Bryce’s house, where hours of oblivion awaited him.

However, that wasn’t enough. The aftermath was even worse: he would always wake up to the realisation he was alone, not only physically at that moment but also during the whole course of his life. And not even all the alcohol in the world could fix that.

No one loved him.

That was until you came into his life.

The first thing he did the moment he left the hopeless scenario was searching for his phone. He needed to hear the voice of his only source of happiness and optimism towards the future. Whenever everything went wrong, spending time with you or even just sharing ‘I love you’s, through your late night telephonic conversations made him believe everything would be alright.

Following four tones without answer he understood you were already sleeping, after all, it was late. He was about to hang up when your voice filtered through the speaker.

“Justin?” He regretted having called immediately, interpreting the surprise in your voice as drowsiness. “Babe, did I wake you up? Sorry I was… I just… I just wanted to wish you a good night” he said, failing in his attempt of concealing the sadness in his voice.

You knew without any doubt that wasn’t the sole purpose of his call. After almost a year of going with him through thick and thin, you realised his alleged senseless calls were very far from being that. Tears and a cracking voice weren’t necessary anymore. Sometimes he just wanted to forget everything and fall deep in the sweet refugee you always offered him.

This was one of those times.

After a silence that felt like ages to him, you asked “Baby, do you wanna come over and stay for the night?”

He let out a silent sigh and a few tears rolled down his face through the curvature of his cheekbones. Sometimes the situation was greater than him, and he couldn’t cope with it alone. You knew him as much or even more than he knew himself and always managed to help him get over it.

“Really?” “Of course, my love. My parents are away for a week. We could cuddle and have a movie night. Whatever helps you the most” As your soft voice pronounced those words he asked the world what had he done to deserve such a kind soul.

“Thank you, thank you so much”

***

Justin didn’t take long to get to your house. You found his downcast figure at the other side of the threshold, beginn madly, without the use of words, any display of affection.

“Hi…” You couldn’t bare the sight in front of your eyes. You tugged his arm towards you and captured him in a tight embrace, his face landing on the crook of your neck. The long sigh that went out of his nostrils invaded the room, saying nothing and everything at the same time.

“I love you so much Y/N” He said, pulling away to cup the sides of you face and bring his lips into contact with yours, moving in a slow and gentle manner. “I love you too baby. Do you want to talk about it?” “No, just… let’s pretend nothing’s happened. I just want to forget about it and have a nice night with you” You nodded looking straight at his ocean blue eyes. In a swift motion he managed to fuse your bodies again in a tight hug.

***

You were already sat on your bed, laptop settled on your lap, searching for ‘Toy Story’, Justin’s favourite movie. Deep in that smug outside he showed around his jock friends, there was a really sweet and pure creature.

He stood right beside you, taking off his clothes and ending up just in a piece of black boxers. Believing he wasn’t looking, you took a peek of the nice sight of his naked torso.

 You felt your cheeks burn when he said “Like what you see, huh?” With a smirk he moved the laptop aside and hovered you, tickling your sides. “Just- Justin stop!” 

Your loud giggles combined with his made the situation one of those worth keeping dearly in memory. “I’ll stop when you tell me what had you paying so much attention to my stunning body” You squirmed under his touch “Okay, you want me to tell you?” “Yeah” he breathed out. Teasingly you travelled your hand from the tattoo settled on his collarbone all the way down to the hem of the unique piece of clothing covering him. The volume of his laughs lowered when you reached that spot. “This had me paying so much attention” 

He wasn’t expecting your next movement, and let out a high pitched “Ouch!” when you tugged at the trail of little hairs that disappeared right where the piece of fabric began. You burst out in laughter when he immediately pulled away and landed beside you “You’re naughty!” He pouted, trying to stop his chuckles from joining yours “That hurted” “That’s what happens when you try to play with me, baby boy” You patted at his bum for him to lift it up so you could unfold the sheets and cover with them “C’mon let me make it up to you cuddling, is that okay?” He gave you a fake reluctant look, before giving in and breaking the tiny space that separated your bodies, legs tangled and his head resting on your chest.

“Shit, I forgot to get some snacks. I’ll be right back” He said, motioning to get out of the bed. You were fast to stop him “It isn’t necessary. I’ve got some sweets in the drawer”

As he searched for them he found two movie tickets with the title of the movie you both watched at the Crestmont on your very first date. He brushed carefully its surface and smiled to himself.

“Baby, do you really keep candies in your nightstand?”

“That’s the drawer where I keep my dearest things” you said with a wink. That only made the joyful feeling at his chest increase. 

“What are you grinning at?”

“Nothing, I just love you so much”

MASTERLIST.

[thewackywriter]

justin foley imagine where ur self conscious and he tells u he loves u n only u

A/N: Okay I kind of took a different approach but I still hope you enjoy Thanks for requesting!

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Show You Off - Justin Foley

“I already told you I don’t want to go, I don’t see why you can’t just get over it.”

Justin sighed angrily as his girlfriend continued to lay in bed. This party had been all anyone could talk about all week, including her, but suddenly an hour before they were supposed to be there she had refused to leave her bed. He didn’t understand what had changed, but he planned on finding out.

“You were so excited about this yesterday, what changed?” Y/N mumbled something under her breath as she turned away and pulled her cover up so it hid her face. Justin sighed once more, this time in defeat as he made his way over and laid down beside her, wrapping his arm around her waist from behind. She tensed up slightly but didn’t push him away, which he took as a good sign.

The couple laid like that for a little bit longer before Y/N let out a big breath and said, “My jeans don’t fit anymore. I couldn’t even get them past my thighs. How’s it gonna look when you, the hot popular jock, show to up a party with your whale of a girlfriend?”

Her boyfriend was quick to flip her so that she was facing him as he said, “Hey, none of that. I could care less about if you fit into a stupid pair of jeans. I’ll even buy you new ones. What I do care about is that my girlfriend knows that she’s perfect the way she is. I’d look like the luckiest guy in the world if I walked in with you on my arm. Now go put on that dress you wore for our first date. Tonight I’m gonna show you off.”

[purestxblood]

Bruised Kisses • Justin Foley

Prompt: Justin sneaks into your room one night after a party only to reveal the aftermath of your abusive boyfriend, Montgomery de la Cruz.

Warnings: Mentions of domestic abuse and mild adult language. 1,502 words.

The ending isn’t how I planned it at all, but hey, that’s the part of writing - you never know where it’s gonna go. Also, I do plan on there being a second part and prequel to this one-shot. So three parts total :~) x

You stood facing the nozzle of your shower, allowing the ice cold water to hit the top of your head and drizzle down your frame. What only passed as minutes seemed like drowned out hours – willing the cool liquid to sooth your aching skin until it was numb to the bone, and you no longer felt joint pains and throbs underneath your skin.

Opening your mouth slightly, you swallowed a small gulp of water while kneading your temples with your prune fingertips, a shaky breath of hesitation lingering after as you reached for the handle and turned the water off.

You were used to this pain, to a certain extent.

Montgomery always had an anger problem, consistently taking his emotions outs with his fists upon your classmates faces. However, as weeks progressed his grip upon your wrists became tighter - his voice louder, until eventually he lost control and his fists went on autopilot, his chapped knuckles kissing your face.

It happened in a blur and you still, could barely remember what happened first, in between, and after. One minute you both were in your dining room, the next he was shoved and locked outside, ending with you in the shower.

Stepping out with a towel tightly clung around your body; you used your left hand to wipe your foggy mirror – your bruised reflection fading into view. You leaned forward to stare closer to your reflection, wincing in pain as the tip of your finger lightly pressed upon darken hues of light blue and purple around your eye.

You were prone to covering up bruises, having done it thousands of times for your boyfriend, and best friend, Justin. Now, you’d have to cover it for yourself – something you never expected to be done. Another breath of air flew between your lips as you dried off your hair with a hand towel before exiting your attached bathroom.

As you entered your dimly lit room, a clothed frame sat on your bed with their back facing you. You froze in place and your jaw tightened. Your boyfriend was the last person you wanted to see.

“I thought I told you to not come back,” you said flatly.

He stood from your bed and his hands went to his hood, pushing it off his head. A gasp left your lips and you rushed to turn your own back towards the one person you least expected to be in your room – especially at this hour.

“What’s wrong with you?” Justin questioned.

You could hear his feet coming towards you and your heart began to race in panic. Thoughts swarmed your brain as you tried to rack for an idea on how to escape or make Justin leave without noticing your face.

“I’m naked,” you stated the obvious. “Nothing I haven’t seen before,” he chimed, his voice also flat in sarcasm. You suppressed an eye roll and if your hands weren’t clutching the towel to your chest, you would have reached the closest and softest item near you to toss at his head.

No ideas popped into your head fast enough and you let out a defeated sigh. “Can you just please go?”

Your subconscious new Justin was behind you – and you could practically feel his breath fan across the back of your head – cooling your wet skin and hair. “Please,” you whispered.

“Who’d you think I was?” he questioned, ignoring your plea altogether. “Doesn’t matter,” you muttered. Justin’s hand came to your damp shoulder and you jumped in place, your body turning slightly.

You turned your head the opposite direction to block Justin’s eyes from the right side of your face; however, your attempt didn’t go as planned.

“What the fuck happened,” his hand came to your shoulder once more, this time turning your frame so you were facing his own. Your eyes stared straight ahead over his shoulder, your eyes refusing to meet his.

Justin’s hand slowly came to your face, mimicking your prior actions by lightly placing his fingertips upon your upper cheek underneath your eye. You closed your eyes and slightly pulled back not wanting to feel the pain of his soft touch.

“Please –“ you began but were cut off by a harsh exhale through his nose. Your eyes darted to his face and you took in his expression. His jaw was molded tight, his eyes zoned in your bruised face in anger as his veins throbbed on his temples. Pure hatred seeped through his pupils, his head shaking as he thought to piece together the reason for your tarnished appearance.

His hand dropped from your face and went to his hair. “What the fuck happened,” he repeated slowly, emphasizing each syllable.

“I fell,” you lied in hesitation, your voice faltering and betraying the two words leaving your lips. “You’re really going to tell me that bullshit,” his voice echoed loudly to which you jumped once more, “me of all people.”

His shoulders fell when he realized your skittish stature.

“I’m sorry,” he lowered his voice. His tongue darted out to lick his lips and he let out a breath. “Did he do it?” he questioned and you turned your head.

Guilt and embarrassment consumed you and you didn’t want to see pity in his eyes. “It was an accident,” you voiced, “my own fault,” you laughed lightly, “shouldn’t have gotten in the way.”

Your eyes met his once more and Justin shook his head. “Is there more?”

You held your breath and stared helplessly at him. You opened your mouth to utter a ‘no’ but your own voice box refused to spill another lie you knew Justin wouldn’t believe if you tried. Closing your lights your hands tightened on the cotton towel – reminding you – you still were in the nude.

“It’s really fine, Justin,” you said stepping towards your dresser but stopped when he side stepped too and blocked your way. Your eyes searched his while you side stepped the opposite way, only to again be blocked by his frame.

Your tongue rubbed against the inside of your lip as you debated to fight him and step back the other way to get passed him. However, even the stubborn side to you knew it was pointless. Stubborn you couldn’t come out with Justin, he always won.

“I’m going to kill him,” Justin spat as he turned and headed towards your balcony, where you assumed he came in. Your hand reached out and grabbed his wrist, pulling him back towards you. “Please Justin,” your voice croaked, “just stop.”

Your hand dropped from his wrist when you realized he wasn’t going to step further. Sighing, your tears welded with tears and you inwardly groaned. Refusing to meet his gaze, you slowly pulled the towel away from your body, dropping it to the ground.

There before Justin you stood in your most vulnerable state.

Tears were now falling from your eyes as he examined your nude bruised body. Not only had your eye and cheekbone grazed blues and purples, but lingering upon your rib cage and sides had been matching color, alongside with light browns of faded bruises.

His feet traveled on their own accord, closing the distance between the two of you. Tears formed in his own eyes as his hands came to the sides of your hips. His eyes roaming, playing connect the dots from bruise to bruise.

“How long has this been going on?” he said softly, his eyes meeting yours. Your fingers kneaded your eyes and wiped away the tears, “just recent.”

Your voice was void of emotion and for a second you couldn’t recognize whether or not it had been your own.  “He didn’t know what he was doing,” you came to Montgomery’s defense, “it was an accident.”

“One time is an accident,” Justin stated angrily. His hands went up to your ribs, lightly palming the bruises, “this,” he motioned meeting your eyes, “isn’t an accident.”

Your hands went to his wrists to pull them off your frame but his hands replaced themselves upon your cheeks, your hands clinging to the material of the shirt on his chest. His thumbs lightly traced your upper cheek bones, wiping away the tears lightly falling from the corners of your eyes.

You sniffed and closed your eyes allowing his hands to caress your face.

“You should go,” you whispered, extending your hands so they were no longer gripping his shirt but resting palms open on his body. You wanted to embrace his gentle touch but knew better. If Montgomery were too to walk into your room even though you knew he was at home, all hell would break.

Still, all you wanted was to feel Justin’s skin upon yours and hold you until you were no longer aching. A content sigh vibrated the back of your throat and you felt yourself press your cheek into the palm of Justin’s hand.

His breath fanned your face and your lips parted slightly as if they already knew Justin would be pressing his against yours.

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Scott Reed Smut

Y/N wandered the busy halls of Liberty High School, with one purpose in mind, actually with one particular person in mind. It almost the last period of the day which meant she had a free period, aka she was done for the day. The one particular person she was looking for also had a free period and there was only one thing she wanted to do.

The hallway that she had just walked down ended, so she decided to make a right, knowing that his locker was closeby. As she rounded the corner, directly in front of her was a group of baseball players standing in a circle. Quickly, she looked at the boys locking eyes with the blue eyed one. He gave her a small smile as she walked past.

On her left was her locker and she stopped at it, placing her two heavy textbooks inside. Her eyes wandered over to the group of boys again, the blue eyed boy’s back to her. At that moment, her phone vibrated from her back pocket. Taking it out, she quickly read the text that lit up her screen.

Closet. Two minutes.

Smiling, she placed her phone back in her pocket before closing her locker.

The warning bell for the last period rang and Y/N watched classmates say their goodbyes and  head to their last class of the day. Luckily for Y/N her last class was a free period. Normally she would go to the library to do homework but today she had something else in mind.

Earlier today she had seen him during gym (they had the same gym time but different teachers) and watched him play football with some of the guys in his class. During her entire class, she spent most of it zoned out watching him. The way his gray t shirt fit his body, showing off his muscles in his arms. Every now and then if he reached up trying to catch the ball, his shirt would slip up, showing just a bit of his stomach and the tops of his boxer briefs.

Images of the last time she was with him kept replaying through her mind. His lips against hers, kissing her hungrily, hands moving across her body, feeling every inch of her. Her core began to throb the longer she looked at him. At point he made eye contact with her, flashing her a grin.

The last time she had been with him was last weekend at a party. Somehow they had both managed to sneak away from their friends without anyone noticing. They had met upstairs, him grabbing her hand, pulling her towards the bedroom. To both of their dismay the four bedrooms were being used, leaving only the bathroom. Not wanting to wait any longer, they looked at each other and shrugged, closing the door behind them.  

The two of them had been hooking up for about a month now without anyone catching on. Y/N knew that if her friends found out she was hooking up with a baseball player she would never hear the end of it. For him, if his friends found out that he was seeing one of the quieter girls at the school, they would pester him about how it was and he was not ready for that. He didn’t like to share details about his sex life. Frankly it was none of his friends business.

Y/N stood against the lockers, her arms crossed over her chest, thinking about the things she wanted to do to him.

She could hear footsteps approaching and smiled when he rounded the corner, looking as good as ever. He had on his white and blue baseball jersey, ready for the game that night. His arm muscles were visible underneath the short sleeves and he had his backpack hanging loosely off one shoulder, one hand holding onto the strap.

“Hey,” he said, approaching, coming to a stop in front of her.

“Hi Scott,” Y/N answered, smiling.

He looked over at the closet door, smirking. “Are you sure you’re ok with this? Doing it here?”

“Absolutely,” Y/N replied. “You look so damn hott in today.”

Scott laughed at her response, placing a kiss on her lips. Taking a final glance at the hallway, Scott opened the wooden door, revealing a small closet. Shelves adorned two of the concrete walls, holding cleaning chemicals and supplies.

Closing the door behind him his hands instantly gripped her waist, pulling her closer to him. Scott’s fingers played with the waistband of her skinny jeans as he leaned down, pressing his lips against hers. The taste of mint lingered on his lips as they slowly moved against hers. By now they had figured out what each other liked allowing their bodies to sync together, almost instantly. His tongue quickly found its way to her mouth, running along her lips before she granted entrance before tangling together fighting for dominance.

His fingers unbuttoned Y/N’s jeans, sliding under her underwear and down to her core. He ran his fingers along her folds feeling the wetness that had begun to form.  Y/N let out a soft moan as he began to rub two fingers over her sensitive spot, knowing exactly what she liked. His lips moved from her lips across her cheek and down to her neck, leaving soft kisses along her skin being careful not to leave any marks.

Scott took a step towards Y/N, pushing her against the concrete wall. His waist pressed against hers and she could feel his erection through his gray jeans, pressing against her stomach. Reaching down, she placed her hand against it, gently squeezing causing him to let out a soft moan.

Y/N giggled, placing a hand over his mouth. “Quiet,” she whispered.

Scott playfully bit her hand before she pulled it away, placing it on his waist. She pulled him against her, placing her lips on his, kissing him desperately. They fumbled around together, Y/N pulling her jeans down her legs and kicking them to the side as Scott pulled his jeans down to his knees.

His erection was evident through the tight material of his black boxer briefs and Y/N pulled them down, allowing his length to be free. It slapped against his stomach as she grabbed it, running her hand along it.

Placing her hand on his stomach, Y/N pushed him back, kneeling down in front of him. Her tongue moved along the tip, licking the precum that had begun to form. Her lips slid onto him, slowly moving down his length before very slowly moving her lips up and down, feeling Scott’s body tense up from her touch. She loved the effect that she had on him. It was driving him crazy and she would keep going until he put a stop to it.

Scott’s hips thrust forward and at that exact moment, he placed a hand in her hair, pulling her away from him.

“Not yet,” he growled, pulling her up and placing her back against the wall.

His hand moved to the back of her left thigh, wrapping it around his waist. Y/N reached down and began to move his length along her throbbing core, over the material of her underwear. Scott gently moved his hips against hers, very clearly becoming impatient.

His pushed aside her underwear, lining himself up with her, as he reached behind her right leg grasping the back of her thigh. He picked her up, allowing her to wrap both legs around his waist before he slid his into her, causing her let out a gasp. His hips moved against her’s, thrusting quickly. The little closet was filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin and their heavy breathing. They were both too distracted to think about anyone finding them as they both got closer to their high.

Scott’s head was buried in Y/N’s shoulder and she could feel his warm breath against her skin. She placed her head against his shoulder, trying to muffle a moan that was begging to escape. Scott chuckled as she moaned, not being able to hold it in any longer. Playfully she slapped his shoulder, just as she felt a knot begin to form in her stomach.

With three more quick thrusts, Y/N’s walls clenched around Scott as he released into her, a string of curse words muffled against her shoulder.

Gently, Scott placed Y/N on the ground, her hand clenching onto his arm, her legs weak from her high.

“Can you stand?” Scott whispered.

“What do you think?” Y/N responded, sarcastically.

Scott let out a soft laugh, placing an arm around her waist. “Next time I’ll try not to go so hard,” he joked.

“Ha ha,” Y/N said.

“You have to admit it was pretty hott knowing we could get caught at any second” Scott said.

Y/N thought for a moment. “It was but nothing will be beat that one time in the car...”

Scott nodded, his head, agreeing. “Well we just have to try to beat the car one, which judging from what just happened might be possible.”

[michwritesstuff]

Riverdale/ 13 Reasons Why Masterlist

I no longer write for 13 Reasons Why or Riverdale. I wrote those a few years ago, but I included them just in case you guys wanted to read them. thanks and enjoy!

Riverdale

Jughead Jones

Family Dinner

Sweet Pea

Meeting and Dating Sweet Pea Would Include...

Sweeter Than You Think (Smut 18+)

Baking

13 Reasons Why

All Boys

First Date

Justin Foley

School Headcanon

Jeff Atkins

Dating Jeff Atkins Would Include...

Zach Dempsey

Babysitting

Montgomery De La Cruz

New Girl

Blurbs/Oneshots

Scott Reed

Dating Scott Reed Would Include...

Bad Boy Headcanon

Alex Standall

Dating Alex Standall Would Include...

Main Masterlist

[writingfortoomanyfandoms]

5K 13 Reasons Why Blurb Night

Today is the 13RW blurb night for my 5K celebration! From 12am-12am you can request blurbs for Clay Jensen, Zack Dempsey and Justin Foley using their blurb prompt list, linked here

5K Blurb Celebration

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Masterlist :))

I made a masterlist of all my drabbles/imagines/headcanons! I’ll try to update it regularly, but if you can’t find a post you can always search for it (ex. searching for a Tom Holland post? just type Tom Holland and everything Tom related will come up!) 

**Last updated: **14th of November 2017

Sam Holland:

 Marvel fanboy blurb 

Cuddles blurb 

Date blurb 

Tom Holland:

Dating Tom and being bffs with Haz headcanon

 Tom Holland x reader - face masks 

 Harrison Osterfield: 

Dating Tom and being bffs with Haz headcanon  

Harrison Osterfield x pan reader (ft. Bi!Tom) 

  Hollands + Haz: 

Studying headcanon 

 13rw: 

 Sexuality headcanons 

Things i wanna see in 13rw s2 

Small positive note 

 Alex Standall: 

pastel and chokers blurb

 Justlex:

Flirting Justlex imagine 

Prom night blurb 

Justin staying over at Alex's blurb

 Justin x Jealous!Alex 

Justin Foley: 

Justin Foley x reader

Zach Dempsey: 

Jealous!Zach Dempsey x reader

Also you can always request things for other films/series/people as well as the people i already write for. As long as i know enough about them to write about, it’s totally fine :)  

[thewackywriter]

hi! can you do 59 + 61 with Justin Foley? thanks!!

A/N: Honestly bless you because I needed a small break from all things Noah so I could really regroup and get my creative juices rolling once again. I really really love this, so thanks for the awesome request! Hope you enjoy!

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Lightweight - Justin Foley

Justin was a lightweight.

Not just a lightweight, the worst kind of lightweight. The kind that doesn’t believe their a lightweight and that they can take five shots no problem. Just as suspected, he can’t.

That brought them to today. It was the day after their high school reunion and of course, their friends had convinced them to go out and party afterwards, as if they weren’t in their thirties with jobs and responsibilities. But they were convincing, so they all went to some bar that Alex said had the ‘greatest margaritas ever’.

The light drinks soon turned into tequila shots and straight vodka and soon Alex and Scott had to literally carry Justin to the Uber. He hadn’t woken up the whole ride home, forcing Y/N to drag him up the stairs and into their bedroom. A little tipsy herself, she had also fallen onto the mattress in the clothes she was already wearing, passing out quickly afterwards.

Y/N woke up to the sound of Justin groaning beside her. She reached out and patted him on the back gently as she asked, “You okay, babe?” All he did was send her a glare, making her smirk lightly and say, “Somebody’s cranky.”  His glare stayed as he shoved his head into a pillow and mumbled, “Somebody needs to shut fuck up.”

This had Y/N letting out a boisterous laugh as she laid her head against the back of his shoulder and continued rubbing his back, “Aw, my poor baby. What did I tell you? You’re a lightweight.” Justin turned his head so he was facing her and said, “You’re the lightweight.” A second later, his head shot up  and he turned his body so that he was completely facing her, “Wait a second, you had just as much to drink as me? Why aren’t you like this?”

She just sent him a smirk and shrugged, saying, “I’m just that good.” Justin laid back down on the mattress face-down and let out a groan before yelling, “How is my wife more badass than me?” Y/N laid down facing the ceiling with a smirk on her face as she told him, “Don’t worry babe, you’ll get there someday. Well probably not, but it’s okay. I still love you.”

[thewackywriter]

Can you do a Justin Foley one-shot where the reader is Scott Reed’s twin sister (younger by 10 minutes) and she’s best friends with Sheri, she helps Clay, Tony, and Sheri detox Justin, she and Justin get closer and end up dating, word gets out that Scott had been defending Bryce, she storms off and Sheri and Justin try to go after her but she says “don’t. I need my space”, Scott finds her and apologizes for not realizing the truth earlier, and he thinks she hates him but she doesn’t?

A/N: Hey this ended up being kind of sad, but I hope you enjoy!! Thanks for requesting!!

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A Little Too Late - Brother!Scott Reed (feat. Justin Foley)

She didn’t believe it until she saw it with her own eyes. While she didn’t exactly approve of her boyfriend starting a fight in the middle of the school day with Bryce Walker, she was glad she got to witness first-hand what her brother was like around him. She got to see the way that he didn’t help Justin fight back against Bryce, who happened to be beating the shit out of him. Instead, he just dragged Clay away from helping. Now she had an injured, recently detoxed boyfriend on her hands with only her twin to blame.

She had immediately left the school and went back to her house, choosing to avoid everyone rather than face her problems. Sheri and Justin had come after her, but she had her parents turn them away at the door. Her phone was blowing up with notifications, so she just turned it off. It was only when he brother showed up that she finally acknowledged the situation at hand. Scott was the first one to talk, telling her, “You can’t send me away, I kind of live here.” When she didn’t say anything, he continued, “I think we should talk about what happened?”

This had Y/N whipping towards him in anger, “Yeah I agree, we should talk about how you’re defending a fucking rapist! A rapist, Scott! Do you understand what that means? I- I just can’t believe you would do this. What if it was me that he did that to? Did you ever think of that?” Her words had him freezing on the spot. Realization hit him like a train as he gasped and turned towards her, “Y/N, I’m sorry-”

“Well, it’s a little late for that. I think you should go.” And with that Y/N turned her back on her twin. Scott looked down and shook his head before turning and leaving the room. He knew he had a lot of work to do before they could go back to the way things were, as best friends and twins that always had each other’s backs.

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Scott Reed Imagine

“When does Scott come back?” Y/N’s aunt asked her, as she poured herself a glass of wine. She held up the green bottle offering it to Y/N but Y/N declined.  

“He come back next Saturday,” Y/N answered.

Her aunt nodded her head, taking a sip of the red wine. “He’s been gone a long time. I bet you miss him.”

Y/N nodded. “Yea, he’s been gone almost a month now. It’s weird because I don’t think we’ve ever been apart for this long.”

It was true. Y/N and her best friend Scott had never been apart for weeks at a time. They had met in kindergarten and been best friends ever since. The two of them were always together. He would go on vacation with her and she with him. Basically if one of them went out of town, the other would be right there with them. Everyone that knew the two of them, knew they could always be found together. If they weren’t together then they would know where the other one was. It had always been like since they were little and Y/N hoped as they grew older that their relationship wouldn’t change too much.

Leaving the kitchen, Y/N wandered around her grandparents house, saying hi to her extended family members. The big house was filled with all of her cousins, aunts, uncles, and some friends. This was how every Sunday was and Y/N loved it. She loved how close her family was. She felt very lucky. The one person that was missing was Scott. He always came with her and her family loved him. They always joke about how Scott and Y/N will get married one day in the future. The two of them always laughed with everyone but Y/N secretly hoped that something romantic would happen between the two of them.

Half the time they acted like they were together anyway. They liked to hold hands when they went out. He normally always paid for her anywhere they went. When they were hanging out at home, they would lay on the couch wrapped in each other’s arms. Over the past few month’s, Y/N’s feelings for him had grown stronger and there was nothing more that she wanted to be doing than laying on the couch with Scott at this particular moment. Luckily, they would be back together in a week. Only seven more days to go.

It was weird not having him around and truth be told she probably would not get used to it. Sure they talked and/or texted almost every night even if it was for just a few minutes but she missed having someone to laugh with and talk to about her day. He would always listen to her vent about her problems and try to offer advice even if it wasn’t always the best. She loved hearing him talk about baseball and football because he always lit up and got really into it.

He was at a baseball camp, across the country from her and it had been difficult seeing him go. The car ride home from the airport had been miserable. She was surprised she had made it home in one piece.

Y/N pulled her black Jeep into a parking space labeled ‘unloading/picking up.’ In front of them a family greeted each other, hugging and laughing, clearly excited to see each other. This was what she wanted to be doing. Not dropping him off. Tears began to form in eyes as she quickly closed them not wanting Scott to see.

“It’s only for a few weeks,” Scott whispered, lacing his fingers with hers.

Y/N nodded, fighting the large lump that had formed in her throat.

They sat quietly for a few moments, neither of them wanting to be the first to move. Finally, Scott glanced at the clock on the dashboard, sighing.

“I should get my stuff out,” he mumbled.

His hand moved away from hers as she watched him get out of the car. The back passenger door opened and he reached in pulling out his two suitcases, carrying them to the sidewalk and placing them down besides him.

Y/N stepped out of the car, coming to a stop next to him. Her arms were crossed over her chest, her eyes glued to the ground.

“It will be ok. We’ll talk all the time, alright?” Scott said, his voice cracking. “I promise.”

Y/N nodded, finally looking at him. He placed his hands on her shoulders, pulling her to him, wrapping his arms around her, holding her tight against him. She wrapped her arms around his stomach, not wanting to let go.

Tears began to spill down her cheeks as she began to sob softly. Scott slowly ran his hand along her back, rubbing it gently, hoping that it would calm her down.

They stood like that for a few minutes until Y/N was able to pull herself together. She took a step away from him, giving his hand a final squeeze before he walked over to grab his suitcases.

Scott gave Y/N one last quick hug before turning to walk towards the front doors of the airport.

Y/N stood still watching him, his back to her. She watched as he stood at the crosswalk, turning around to look at her. He gave her a small wave which she returned.

The crosswalk signaled changed and the crowd that was gathered began to cross. Scott slowly began to cross and turned around to give Y/N a final wave before walking into the busy airport.

The car ride home was miserable. She had sobbed the whole way and continued to sob the rest of the day, hoping that the next few weeks would get easier.

The first week was the roughest. Y/N had barely left the house and ate anything at all. By the end, Jeff and Zach had both come over and made her leave the house. Since then at least one of them had made sure to stop by each day to check on her. With their help, she finally began to feel like herself and by the fourth week she was almost there. She found herself laughing and smiling much more even though she found herself wishing Scott could have been there to laugh with her.

Scott and her made sure to at least text a few minutes each day. She knew that he was really busy with camp and she hated to interrupt him but he alway made sure to text her good morning and good night, which always made her smile. At least he was still thinking about her.

Glancing out the window, Y/N watched her family talking and laughing. Her younger cousins chased each other around the yard, playing a friendly game of tag.

Y/N stepped outside into the warm summer air and followed the wrap around porch to the side of the house. Her favorite place in the whole house was there. A swing seat that her and Scott would always sit on. The past few Sunday’s she had avoided going to this side of the house but today she had the strong urge to sit there, needing a few minutes to herself.

Taking her headphones out of her pocket, she connected them to her phone and put on her favorite song. It reminded her of Scott. They would drive down the road, windows down, stereo blaring singing along to the song. Even though Scott didn’t really like the song he always listened to it with her and knew every word. She smiled, closing her eyes as she slowly moved the swing.

Y/N was in her own world when a tap on her shoulder pulled her out of it. She opened them only to be looking at a pair of blue eyes staring down at her. Her best friend was in front of her, a smile lighting up his face.

“Scott?” she whispered.

He smiled at her as she stood up wrapping her arms around him. His hands moved to the small of her back holding her tightly against him. Her head rested against his chest and she could hear his heart rapidly beating.

Tears spilled from her eyes, wetting the front of his blue t shirt, excitement taking over.

“I missed you Y/N,” Scott said, taking a small step back from her.

His hands moved to hers, lacing their fingers together.

“I missed you too Scott,” Y/N replied. “But I thought you were supposed to be back next week.”

“I wanted to surprise you so I told everyone that my camp was a week longer than it really was.”

Y/N’s eyes widened at the news. “Scott,” she giggled, shaking her head. “I hate you.”

Scott chuckled, running his hand through his light brown hair, making it stand up. This was a sign that he was nervous which Y/N knew all too well. She rarely saw it when it was just the two of them and now she was starting to get nervous with what he was about to say.

“Scott what’s wrong?”

“I realized something when I was gone,” he began. “I-I kept thinking about you and how much I wanted to be with you. I missed hearing your laugh and seeing your smile. Jeff and Zach told me how upset you were and I remember thinking that all I wanted to do was hold you and cheer you up. I knew how I felt before I left but the feelings are stronger than I thought they were.”

“What are you trying to say Scott?” Y/N asked, hoping this conversation was about to go where she wanted it to go.

“I don’t want to be just your best friend. I want to be more than that. I want to be able to call you my girl and tell everyone that you’re my girlfriend. I fucking love you Y/N.”

Reaching up Y/N wrapped her arms around Scott’s neck and standing on her tip toes, pressed her lips against his.

“I love you too Scott Reed.”

[thewackywriter]

Hey can you write a justin foley smut where the reader is helping detox justin while clays at school and they kiss which later turns out to be more and clay walks in on them by accident??? Thanks 😘

A/N: Hey there!! So I am the worst at all things kissing and romantic scenes like that, so I’m sorry but I don’t write smut!! I did still follow your idea though and I hope you still enjoy!! Sorry it took so long!! Thanks for requesting!!

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New Addiction - Justin Foley

“Ugh Justin, at least grab the bucket.”

This was the third time that Justin had gotten sick in the last hour alone, this time he just hung his head, not even trying to aim. As gross as it sounds, the smell was even worse. Y/N just rubbed his back, knowing that it was hard for him. He had just spent months addicted to drugs and they were trying to cut him off cold turkey. There were bound to be some unpleasant results.

After Justin finished and brushed his teeth again, he came back in and sat down beside her before leaning his head against her shoulder and sighing. She in turned leaned her head against his and she said, “It’ll get easier. We’ll get through this.” Justin reached over and grabbed her hand as he said, “Thank you. I really appreciate this.” She lifted her head and turned to him as she told him that it was no problem, but couldn’t seem to look away. He seemed to be having the same problem as their faces kept getting closer and closer before finally their lips touched.

Poor Clay walked in five minutes later to see to of his best friends in his bed trying to cover themselves with his comforter and avoiding eye contact. When Justin looked up and saw Clay’s glare, he just shrugged and said, “I guess you could say I’ve found a new addiction.”

[thewackywriter]

hiya! i was wondering if you could do the prompt “I have so much love for you. I actually never thought I could feel like this, but you proved me wrong.” with Justin Foley? I feel like no one writes about him anymore :( thank you! 💙

A/N: Here you go!! Justin is so sweet and has totally redeemed himself, so I definitely think people should write for him more!! I hope you enjoy!! Thanks for requesting!!

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45 - Justin Foley

45. “I have so much love for you. I actually never thought I could feel like this, but you proved me wrong.”

It happened when she least expected it.

They were having their weekly dinner date at his apartment and had just finished cooking. They were in their third year of college and had been together since freshman year. She knew all about his past and chose to not judge him on it. He had changed a lot since high school and had certainly made up for his mistakes. Now he was in a fraternity and it looked like he would be captain of the basketball team his senior year. Now all he needed was the girl.

“You know, we’re coming up on our two year anniversary.” Y/N smiled as she took his hand. “Wow, two whole year. It doesn’t feel like that long. I can’t believe we’re gonna graduate next year. Do you even think about the future?” Justin smiled back and squeezed her hand at her words. “I’ve actually been thinking about the future a lot.” She watched as he got off the couch and down on one knee, pulling a hidden item out of his pocket.

“Y/N, I have so much love for you. I actually never thought I could feel like this, but you proved me wrong. You’ve helped me become the person I am today and I can’t thank you enough for that. I would love for you to continue helping me become the person I want to be for the rest of our lives. Will you marry me?”

[thewackywriter]

hiya! can you do a justin foley x reader with 52 and 70 from the prompt list please? thank you 💙

A/N: Don’t know why but I was feeling kind of angsty with this one haha, I hope you enjoy though!! Thanks for requesting!!

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52 & 70 - Justin Foley

52. “Welcome to fatherhood.”

70. “I’m not arguing. I’m simply explaining why I’m right.”

They were constantly fighting. Over and over again about the simplest things.  Everyone knew that Justin had trust issues, but he was taking it too far this time.

“I just think you and Scott are spending a lot of time together and I don’t like it.” Y/N scoffed as she said, “Well it’s a good thing that you don’t get to pick my friends for me.” Justin sent her a glare as he replied, “I’m your boyfriend, you should value my opinion. I don’t want you hanging out with him anymore.”

Y/N gaped at him for only a moment before bursting out laughing. When he sent her a confused glare, she managed to slip out, “I can’t do this anymore.” His confusion quickly changed to panic as he watched his girlfriend laugh through their breakup. It only increased as she continued, “I can’t keep having the same argument with you. I’m just so tired of this.” Justin tried to justify his actions by saying, “I’m not arguing. I’m simply explaining why I’m right. We’re fine, you just need to stop hanging out with Scott and everything will go back to the way it was.”

She sent him an incredulous look before chuckling once more, “See that’s the thing, Justin. I don’t want to go back to the way things were. I can’t be with someone that doesn’t trust me. I’m sorry it’s over.” With that she quickly left the house, shutting the front door behind her. She leaned back against the door and placed a hand on her stomach. As she gently rubbed her slightly swollen belly, she whispered, “By the way, welcome to fatherhood.”

[thewackywriter]

hi! can you do a justin foley x reader with the line “I tried to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering and I failed.” ? I saw it on the list of prompts you posted! Thank you!! ♥️

A/N: Here it is!! I hope you like it!! Thank you for requesting!!

38. “I tried to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering and I failed.”

They were at their favorite restaurant, but things just didn’t feel right.

All night, Justin had been acting off. His hands were shaking, he seemed to have to keep wiping sweat off his forehead, and he kept opening his mouth like he wanted to say something, but then closing it right back up. You had known each other for a few months and only been together for about three, so you didn’t know him well enough to know what was wrong. You knew that when he almost spilled his drink from shaking so hard that it was time to speak up.

“Is something wrong? I feel like something’s wrong. We can go if you don’t feel good, I really don’t mind.” As you stood up to leave, Justin’s hand shot across the table and grabbed yours.

“No! No, everything’s fine.” When you sat back down, he continued. “I’m sorry. I just-” He sighed before looking away. “I tried to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering and I failed. I’ve been trying all night and I just couldn’t get the words out. I’m sorry, I’ve ruined the night. Let’s just go.” This time it was you that was grabbing his hand as he tried to leave. When he looked at your face, he saw a huge smile and blushing cheeks. You giggled.

“You didn’t ruin anything. I love you too. Now sit down, we’ve got a date to get back to.”

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