#noah flynn oneshot

[jadegrey711]

Hi, I absolutely love your Noah Flynn writes, so I though I should request one. If your could write one about Noah get jealous after someone flirts with reader and has jealous sex with her. If you could I should really appreciate it.

The Sweetest Torture

Noah Flynn x Fem!Reader

Credit for gif in the tags

A/N: Hi Anon! I hope you like this! This is probably going to be one of my last Noah Flynn pieces though because. The second movie honestly killed all inspiration for me for Noah and what little inspo i might have had for Marco as well. And I’m sure the third movie will kill it completely stone dead. Lol So i hope you like this!

I own all rights to this story and do not give permission for my stories to be published, translated or reposted anywhere else. The only places I have published my stories is here on Tumblr and on my AO3 account (LadyAuthor711)

Warnings; Mentions of vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, overstimulation, and crying through orgasm.

This story is for 18+ ONLY. It contains sexual themes that are not suited for younger audiences so if you’re under 18 my blog and this story is not for you. Please make sure to read at your own discretion and remember that you are solely responsible for your content intake.

You were too sweet for your own good sometimes. Noah knew this as he took another swig of his beer as he watched you animatedly chatting with some random dude. Who couldn’t be bothered with what you were actually talking about instead he had just been staring at your tits for the past twenty minutes. 

And Noah was starting to feel jealous. Which was ridculous he knew that you loved him and that you were already prone to talking someone’s ear off when you got excited about something; and that tendancy gets cranked up to an eleven when your drunk. But nonetheless, he was jealous and it was high time that he squashed this guy and let him know who you belonged to. He took one last dreg of his beer and put it down on the countertop before he made his way over to you. 

The guy you were talking to, noticed Noah immediately as he approched the two of you, and put his hands around your waist. 

You let out a little gasp that he immediately felt in his dick. And you turned your face to his, giving him a big smile. “Noah!” you beamed at him. 

Oh yeah, you were most definitely plastered. 

He placed sweet kisses on your neck and you let out a soft moan. He was definitely hard now. 

You seemed to break away the spell that Noah was weaving as you snapped back to attention and smiled. “Noah. This is my new friend, Jacob! I was just telling him about this new series of books that I just finished!” 

“Oh yeah? And what does Jacob have to say about them?” Noah sneered behind your shoulder. 

“I- I” Jacob stuttered. 

Noah knew Jacob didn’t hear fuck all what you were telling him and that pissed him off further. That pang of jealousy grew in his chest at the fact that you even wasted a breath on this idiot let alone twenty minutes when you could have been with him, Noah would’ve held onto your every fucking word. Fuck, your the only reason he’s even read anything this past year. 

Well Noah is going to fix that little mistake, maybe teach you a little lesson that the only one who is worthy of your time and your wonderful energy was him. He smirked to himself as the idea formed in his mind, he kissed your neck again and he could feel the shiver run down your spine. Oh no, you would certainly be pliant enough for him to steal you away. 

“Well Jacob I’m sure you were absolutely wonderful company when you could actually meet Y/N’s eyes.” Noah snapped and Jacob knew he’d been busted, he would deal with him later but for now, he wanted you desperately to mark you up and remind you who you belonged to. 

You furrowed your brow at Noah’s comment but he didn’t give you time to speak as he said goodbye to Jacob and pulled you closer to his chest to lead you away from the party and up to his room. Let Lee and El deal with the mess, he’s got more important things to take care of tonight. 

By the time Noah had gotten you upstairs, plying you with kisses on your neck, jaw and sucking your earlobe as he whispered dirty things into it; you were a giggling mess as you flopped onto his bed. A sight he revels in every time he sees it; and one day he swears he’s going to keep you there. 

Noah comes closer to the bed and puts his hands on your thighs, and you ceased your giggles to watch as his hands trail up your thighs. 

Noah let out a low hum. “I love you in my bed.” 

“Oh yeah? You planning to have your wicked way with me, Noah?” You giggled, still too drunk to sense the danger you’re in and how he was planning on doing exactly that and then some. 

“You seem to forget that you’re already in my bed, Y/N.” He purred as he leaned over your body and placed a chaste kiss to your lips. Before you felt the grip of his hands on your thighs tighten and pull you harshly towards him. “I can do whatever I want with you.” He smirked as you pulled him back down to your lips, giving him a deep and passionate kiss while Noah worked on the button and zipper of your jeans. But not before he rubbed his fingers against your clothed core, the tight denium rubbing against your clit in a delicous manner. 

“Oh button.” Noah moaned. “ I can already feel you growing wet through your jeans.” 

His fingers, pressed harder agaisnt your core, eanring a low moan from you. “Please Noah please.” You begged so sweetly that Noah was simply itching to give you what you want and rip off your clothes and bury himself inside of you. But he had a plan. 

“What do you want, button? You have to use your words.” 

“Touch me please.” 

Noah chuckled. “ I am touching you.” 

You whined and thrusted your hips up into his hand. “Without my clothes.” You whimpered. 

“You’re so naughty, baby. Alright. I’ll give you what you want, becuase you asked so sweetly.” He said kissing your neck before he finished undoing your zipper and yanked your pants off, finding that your were bare underneath your jeans. “Oh, you really are a naughty girl.” He groaned as his thumb went to your swollen clit and rubbed small circles, watching in delight as you writhed underneath his minstrations. 

Noah sucked marks into your neck and collarbone as he pushed two fingers into you, make your back arch as he curled them in a ‘come hither’ motion. “You going to come for me already?” 

“Noah.” you moaned. 

“Come for me princess. Make a mess of my fingers and show me that you’re all mine baby.” 

His words were enough to push you over the edge and Noah felt you deliciously clench his fingers as you came undone under him. He stroked you softly through your aftershocks, watching as you slowly came down from your high.

“Are you ready for me, button?”

“Yes, Noah please.”

You didn’t need to say anything else as Noah pulled his fingers out of you, and began to strip and you doing to the same. Quickly ripping off your shirt and watched as Noah pulled off his jeans and boxers before he was completely bare to you. His cock was hard and resting against his stomach as he came back closer to the bed. He admired you the same way you were admiring him, as if it was the first time again.

“You’re so beautiful.” He purred, crawling up your body, lavishing you with kisses as he positioned himself at your entrance. In the next moment he was inside you, filling and stretching you out.

***

You didn’t know how much time had passed nor how many orgasms Noah had pulled out of you since you started. What you did know is that you had grown oversensitive after the third one, but Noah hadn’t stopped. He had you on your hands and knees now; stomach pressed against the bed as he thrusted mercilessly into you, lavishing your back and shoulders with kisses and harsh sucks that you knew would leave marks all over your body; and you had a feeling that Noah wanted it that way. He whispered soft and dirty things in your ear as he thrust into wildly, hopefully meaning that he was close to his own release and he would release you from this sweet torture that you had no idea why he was inflicting on you in the first place.

You felt tears start to fall down your cheeks at your approaching orgasm and how the barrier between pain and pleasure was becoming blurred, with each new orgasm.

“Please Noah!” You cried. “I can’t take anymore.”

“Yes you can baby.” He kissed your shoulder. “Do you know how upset I was that you were wasting your time talking to that idiot when you could have been with me?”

“W-who?” You moaned out as his middle finger went back to your clit earning another fresh batch of tears from you.

Noah chuckled. “Doesn’t matter now sweetheart. But I want you to remember this that I am the only one who deserves your attention, your love.” He said sucking on your other shoulder until he was happy with the mark he left there. “I hate sharing you with the world, button. Nobody deserves your love but me. And nobody, nobody can make you cry such beautiful tears like I can. So remember that the next time you decide to give your attention to someone else.”

[kaznejis]

We’re on the borderline- Marco Peña x Reader

Oneshot: Marco and Y/N are in a relationship- but what happens when Marco begins to pull away in favour of Elle?

Word count: 3,295

A/N: Title is a lyric from ‘borderline’ by tame impala! Enjoy :)

Things had started to happen. You had noticed it, of course you had. But your relationship with Marco had too many foundations built from trust and love for silly attributes like less intimacy and cancelled plans to take any form of a toll.

It couldn’t have began on a more convenient day either- you had been mad at your boyfriend. That kind of anger that twisted in the pits of your belly and made you want to tear your hair out. 

“You’re joking?”

“No.” Marco shrugged, placing his tray down onto the table as you moved to sit opposite him, “I’m not.”

“You’re taking part in a-” You paused and ran your hands over your face, “You’re taking part in a kissing booth?”

“Yes, that’s what I said.”

“Are you forgetting something Marco?”

Marco looked up from his food then, one eyebrow raised as he twirled one of his curls around his index finger, “What?”

“Me?” You huffed out an incredulous laugh, almost embarrassed of the fact that you had to have this conversation with your own boyfriend, “You know, the fact that you do actually have a girlfriend?”

“Babe,” Marco began, sighing as he reached across the table to intertwine your fingers with his, “You know it doesn’t mean anything? You’re the one I’m going home to in the end.”

You batted his hands away, “One, you know I hate when you call me that and two have you lost your mind? You seriously think I’m just going to be filled with joy at the thought of you kissing hundreds of other girls?”

“It’s for charity?” Marco inputted almost guiltily, “And I have too, I lost an arcade game to Elle Evans which means I have no choice but to take part.”

You scoffed at the mention of Elle’s name, Rachel had spent countless nights complaining to the girl about you both over the phone and in person- from what you could tell the girl had little to no boundaries and couldn’t see outside of her own bubble. If that wasn’t enough to make you grimace at the mention of her name, the fact that she had openly thirsted over your boyfriend over the intercom just a number of days prior sent a swirl of fury into the pit of your stomach.

“Why were you even with her? You know what people say about her Mar.”

“She came up to me,” Marco defended, holding up his hands in an act, “And, hey, she’s actually a cool girl if you get to know her.”

“Whatever,” You cleared up your rubbish and finished up with the last of your food, “Hey I’m gonna head down to the library to do some studying before class.”

“Nerd,” Marco grinned before standing up next to you and pulling you into a kiss, “We’ll talk about this later. I love you.”

“I love you too.” You smiled- feeling instantly at ease in Marco’s arms as he stroked a stray hair away from your forehead, “Come over later?”

“‘Course.”

You pulled away then, sharing one last smile as you retreated towards the exit to the cafeteria. You watched as Marco lowered himself back into his seat and Lee Flynn sped towards his table brandishing a pair of crutches. What could he want?

-

You didn’t see much of Marco for the remainder of the school day and you didn’t have any form of conversation with him until later that night. You were curled up in bed wearing a set of comfy pajamas with some music playing in the background, you decided to shoot Marco a text since he hadn’t made any point of making use of your invitation earlier.

You (19:34): Hey are you still coming over tonight?

You didn’t receive a reply until around 20 minutes later- and the words displayed on the screen caused you to furrow your eyebrows slightly.

Mar <3 (19:56): Hey, sorry can’t tonight something came up- will come over tomorrow though.

Sighing, you switched your phone screen off and turned to switch your tv on, may as well make use of the silence. Though, before you could make any move to do so your phone began to vibrate beside you; displaying the words “Rachel”.

“Hey what’s up?”

“I see Elle has begun to take away your time with Marco too.”

“What?” You sat up in bed, pressing the phone closer to your ear, “What are you talking about Rachel?”

“Oh god,” Rachel whispered, obviously assuming you knew what she was talking about, “Um, well- Lee told me that Marco had replaced him in helping Elle win this weird dance competition thing or whatever.”

“Weird Competition- Rachel I have no idea what you mean.”

“Basically, Lee and Elle were taking part in a dance competition revolving around that arcade game they always play,” You knew the one, Marco had recently beat the high score, “Well Lee fell of the machine or something, I don’t know he won’t tell me the full story, so today he convinced Marco to take his place and work with Elle.”

You scrubbed at your eyes with your fingers, trying to grasp the situation. “You have got to be joking.”

“I’m really sorry Y/N.”

“It’s fine, I had to find out somehow.”

“Hey,” Rachel said sternly, “Stop with the mopey voice. Honestly? There’s probably nothing to worry about, Marco is obsessed with you- anybody could see that from a mile away.”

“Thanks Rachel...well at least you have time to be with Lee now.”

“Yeah,” She laughed, “I didn’t mean for it to affect you though, I’ll have to talk to him.”

“You do that,” You laughed with matched enthusiasm, “I’m going to go- I’ll update you if anything happens.”

“You better.”

After a few more giggles between you two- you said your goodbyes. Despite Rachel’s reassurance, you laid in bed that night with an uncomfortable feeling in your gut. You really didn’t like this.

-

The next morning you greeted Lee and Rachel as they pulled into the car park- they both wore matching grins as they sauntered towards you with their hands clasped together.

“Hey Y/N!” They both greeted enthusiastically, swinging their hands between them.

“You guys look happy.” You beamed as you leaned into the greeting hugs they both offered you.

“We are going on a date tonight,” Rachel sang, looking up at Lee with a look that could only be described as fond as she did.

“Yep,” Lee cut in, “I’m taking her to the new drive-in since my car was literally made for that kind of thing.”

“That sounds lovely,” You said excitedly, almost jumping on the spot with awe at the couple. Even so, you felt a tad bit sad at the thought of Marco rejecting your plans for Elle last night.  

The two must have noticed your change in mood as Rachel moved towards you and squeezed your shoulder, “Heard from Marco?”

“No,” You replied dejectedly, supplying her with a sad smile, “I haven’t.”

“I’m really sorry,” Lee mourned, chewing on his lip as he stared at you, “I just wanted to have time with Rachel. I didn’t realise doing so would affect you too.”

“Hey, hey,” You shook your head, ruffling Lee’s hair, “It’s okay. You guys need time alone and maybe a little bit of distance will be a positive thing,” You attempted to convince yourself, “The competition’s weeks away which means I’ll have him all to myself until then.”

“About that,” Lee grimaced as he scratched the back of his neck in a nervous manner, “This is, like, really important to Elle. So important that she wants to have rehearsals pretty much every day in preparation for the competition.”

Screwing your eyes shut, you blew out a breath and willed your eyes to stop watering at the news, “God, why can’t she stick to her own boyfriend.” You snorted wetly, turning as you pressed the palms of your hands to your face.

“Well, he’s kind of across the country-”

“I don’t care!” You snapped, spinning towards the couple causing them to recoil, “If she has a boyfriend she should work on her own issues instead of leeching onto others.”

Rachel pressed a hand to her mouth as she physically willed herself to stop laughing, but Lee looked almost angry, “Y/N I think you’re forgetting that we’re talking about my best friend here.”

“Yeah? Well tell her to fuck off.” You snapped again before turning towards your car and unlocking it.

“Y/N? Y/N!” Rachel called as she jogged after you, Lee having gone towards the school entrance now, “Calm down. It’ll be okay.”

“Sure.” You huffed, wiping your face as you climbed into your car, “Because my boyfriend keeping me in the dark about all this is just splendid.”

“It’s not ideal, I know.” She reached into the car and grabbed your free hand, “But you need to come into school before we’re late.”

“I’m not going,” You let go of her hand and slammed the door shut, “I don’t want to see Marco right now.”

“Y/N-” But before she could say anything else you were already driving out of the parking lot.

-

Curled up in bed an hour later, you realised that you probably had been a little overdramatic. Though, you had every right to be! Marco had deliberately not told you about the fact that he would be hanging out with Elle for the next month and to add onto that he was also taking part in a kissing booth. You groaned into your pillow and listened as the discarded phone beside you once again began to buzz. Becoming annoyed by the relentless noise, you picked up the phone to see who was calling you now. Surprise filled you as ‘Mar <3’ filled the screen. The call ended before you could answer, giving you a view of the texts that filled your lock screen.

Mar <3 (9:34): Hey where are you??

Rachel (9:43): Hope you’re okay and got home safe. Marco’s worried about you if it makes you feel any better ;)

Lee (9:46): Sorry about earlier, you know me and Elle are close.

Mar <3 (9:48): Y/N what’s going on? Rachel won’t tell me what’s happened.

Mar <3 (9:51): Sweetheart??

Smiling sadly, you read through about 20 different texts from Marco that entailed the same kind of theme. Looking at the time, you noted that Marco would be on break right now. So you sucked up your pride and called him. Of course, he picked up immediately.

“Y/N is that you? What’s happening? I’m worried about you.”

“I’m fine.” You replied slowly, your voice devoid of emotion, “I didn’t want to come in today.”

“What?” Marco replied sounding baffled, “I’m really worried now, this is so unlike you.”

You shook your head, tapping your fingers against your phone case, “Yeah, well it’s unlike you to keep secrets from me.”

“Secrets? What?”

“Elle. The competition. Rehearsals,” You listed, “Why would you keep all that from me?”

“What? Me and Elle are just friends.”

“Well why would you keep this from me? What do you have to hide Marco?

“Nothing!” Marco sounded desperate, “There is nothing going on. Believe me.”

You sighed loudly, “Alright. I believe you Mar.”

“Thank god,” He sighed too, though his sounded almost relieved, “I love you Y/N. Nobody else.”

“I love you too.” You whispered into the receiver.

“Good.” You could practically hear Marco’s grin through the phone, “Let’s go out tonight, we’ll have a nice dinner with no distractions or responsibilities.”

“I would love that.” You blushed, chewing on your already-raw lips, “The usual place at 6?”

“The usual place at 6.”

-

At 5:45, you settled onto a bench outside of the restaurant- adorning a dark blue summer dress and black flats. You were surprised to see that Marco wasn’t already outside of the restaurant, your boyfriend had a tendency to be early to dates out of nerves and enthusiasm. You had always found it adorable.

At 6, there was still no sign of Marco. You weren’t worried though as he was probably just running late. The LA traffic was considerably busier that night- yeah, he was probably just stuck in traffic. You decided to busy yourself with a game on your phone whilst you awaited his arrival.

At 6:30, dread and horror began to seize you as you realised that you had in fact been stood up. The worker standing by the door was beginning to send you pitiful looks. Swearing, you gathered up your belongings and began the trek to the nearest bus stop as you were expecting to go to Marco’s house after the date.

“Y/N!” You turned, being met with the sight of Marco running down the street in a red shirt and sweatpants.

“No way.” You mumbled angrily, turning to make a hasty getaway. Your boyfriend reached you before you could.

“I am so sorry,” He panted, grabbing onto your shoulders and making direct eye contact, “I was with Elle and we completely lost track of time. I'm so sorry.”

“Of course you were,” You nodded as you wiped a few stray tears, “You left me sitting here so you could play arcade games with another girl all night.”

“Y/N-”

“Don’t.” You were sobbing now, out of pure embarrassment and shame, “I’m going home.”

“Please Y/N, I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

-

You ran right back into his arms, of course you did. Nevertheless, he didn’t get any better. Dates went from happening at least twice a week to once a fortnight as he stood you up at almost every one. You guys stopped talking apart from a few texts a day. You were devastated as you watched the person you loved choose Elle Evans before you time and time again. So, as anyone else in this situation would, you decided to let him go.

“Hey,” Marco smiled as he let you in and smacked a wet kiss onto your cheek, “I was just about to invite you over actually as I’m free today.”

“Oh, cool.” You pursed your lips, unable to look Marco in the eye, “I actually came to talk to you about something.”

“Okay.” Marco closed the door and walked towards you, “What’s up?”

“I-” You began, staring down at the floor as you mustered up the courage to say what needed to be said, “I love you, okay?”

“I love you too.”

“No, Marco. I think-” You paused, feeling a few tears roll down your cheeks as you began to cry, “I think we should break up.”

“What?” Marco spoke quietly, his eyes also began to fill with glossy tears, “Why?”

“You never have time for me Marco. We barely talk or spend time together, it feels like we aren’t even together anymore.”

“No Y/N please. I’ll change and I’ll be better to you. I’ll make up any lost time. Please don’t.” He began to sob, his eyes wide as he begged you to stay.

“I’m sorry, you’ve already said that and nothing has changed.”

“Please,” Marco begged as he sunk to his knees, “What did I do wrong?”

“Elle happened.” You closed your eyes, turning away from him, “You’ve been blowing me off for her for weeks now how could you not realise?”

“Oh god.” He moaned, wiping the tears from his face, “I didn’t even notice, I’m so sorry.”

“I’m sorry Marco,” You sobbed, walking towards the door, “But we need this break.”

-

“So you really did it, huh?” Rachel handed you a mug of hot chocolate and rubbed your arm comfortingly.

“Yeah,” You sniffed, sipping the hot chocolate slowly and allowing it to fill the cold within.

“It’ll get better, I promise- knowing the two of you you’ll probably be back together within the week.”

“Probably.” You laughed wetly, dabbing the corners of your eyes with the hoodie you had stolen from Marco months ago. A knock sounded at the door before Rachel could reply.

“Wonder who that is,” She inquired, to which you shrugged at numbly. You were not interested in talking to anyone else right now.

“Is Y/N here?” You heard Elle’s shrill voice at the door to which you tipped your head back and groaned at. Seriously?

“Hello Elle.” You grumbled as she stormed into the room, her face flushed red and determined.

“You have to take Marco back.”

“Excuse me?”

“He has been a mess this whole week since you broke up with him Y/N. It’s really sad to watch.”

“Sure he is.” You snorted at the thought of Marco even missing you, you were surprised him and Elle hadn’t immediately gotten together.

“He really is,” Elle replied with determination, “He started crying the other day and spilled about everything...I’m really sorry.”

Your heart broke at the thought of Marco being genuinely sad, it seemed that he had been feeling exactly the same as you since the breakup. You had been in bits the last week; getting barely any sleep and having a considerable lack of appetite. That’s how you had ended up at Rachel’s craving some form of affection that Marco had not been there to provide you before and since the breakup.

“It’s okay,” You sighed as you placed the half-finished mug on the table beside you and chewed your nail, “You couldn’t have known.”

“I’m working on being more aware,” Elle smiled and lowered herself onto the couch beside you, “Will you give him another chance though?”

You sighed and looked over at the girl beside you, a sad smile covering your face, “I don’t know Elle.”

“Listen to me,” Elle turned towards you and grasped your hands, “He is so in love with you and would die for another chance with you. You’re the love of his life and it would be sad if such a beautiful relationship ended like that.”

“She’s right.” Rachel cut in from the entrance to the room, “And you’re just as much a mess without him as he is without you.”

“Alright.” You smiled at both of the girls, “I’ll go over tonight.”

-

Hugging the hoodie tighter against yourself, you waited for someone to answer the door. After a moment or two, Marco pulled open the door and shock painted his face as soon as his eyes landed upon you. Elle hadn’t lied, Marco looked like shit- black bags sunk beneath his eyes and his skin was uncharacteristically pale.

“Hey.” You gulped, chewing on your lip harshly, “Can I come in?”

“Yeah.” Marco croaked, stepping aside so you could enter. You walked into the familiar house and beelined towards the couch and watched as Marco followed you, a sad but guarded look covered his features.

“You want a drink?” He asked, standing awkwardly in front of you as he turned his wrinkled shirt.

“No, I’m okay,” You mumbled, “I wanted to talk to you about-”

“I love you.”

Your head shot up and your mouth dropped, you stared at the boy before you with glistening eyes as he slowly made his way towards you, “W-what?”

“I love you Y/N. I never stopped loving you and if you could give me a second chance-”

It was your turn to cut him off as you lunged forwards and coaxed him into a passionate kiss filled with love, longing and passion, “I love you, I love you, I love you.” You cried as you pressed kiss after kiss upon his gorgeous face, “I missed you”

He pulled back then and stared into your eyes, cupping your cheeks and smiling so widely that a set of crinkles tugged at the corners of his eyes, “I missed you too. So much.”

-

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Jade Grey’s Masterlist

Updated as of  05/15/2022

Nsfw/Smut = *

Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

The Dark Lord; 

-An Unwilling Queen *

Part 1 *

Part 2 *

Part 3 *

-Only for You *

-Don’t Mess with what is Mine 

- A Day Away 

- A Scoundrel in Our Midst

Caliban;

-Fuck You. As you Wish *

-It’s your Voodoo working*

Nicholas Scratch;

- No Interuptus Coitus *

- The Hideaway *

- A Change in Roles (Headcanon) *

Mayans MC (FX); 

Angel Reyes: 

-Sweater Weather * 

EZ Reyes:

-Dime mi Amor *

Hank Loza:

- Gentle Giant*

Roswell New Mexico (CW):

Max Evans;

-Bright Eyes (Max/Liz pairing)

Star Wars;

Kylo Ren;

-Stolen*

Reylo (Rey x Kylo Ren):

-Hey there, Little Red Riding Hood

Stranger Things;

Jonathan Byers;

-Pictures of You *

Steve Harrington; 

-Did you just Bite your Lip?* 

-Netflix and Chill (Headcanon)*

Haven (SYFY);

Duke Crocker; 

-Shelter from the Storm *

True Blood: 

Eric Northman;

-Daddy’s Home *

- Who is this? I like Her.

-I Wasn’t Expecting That

-I Wasn’t Expecting That (Part 2)

-Moral of the Story

-Unexpected

-Snow Covered Dream *

The Witcher (Netflix):

Geralt of Rivia;

-Toss a Coin to your Witcher’s Thighs *

The Folk of Air:

Cardan Greenbriar/Jude Duarte:

- My King. My Queen.

Heathers:

Jason Dean (JD):

-Jason Dean (JD) x Reader (Untitled) *

Riverdale;

Hiram Lodge;

-Respect *

The Kissing Booth:

Noah Flynn:

-Noah x Reader (Untitled) *

Part 1 *

Part 2 *

-Into the Night

Defending Jacob:

Andy Barber:

-Trouble*

Knives Out:

Ransom Drysdale: 

-I Can’t Get No...*

Marvel Cinematic Universe;

Steve Rogers Series:

Roll Me, Like your Flour Dough *

Loki Odinson: 

-Mind Games *

Thor Odinson:

- A Simple Touch, Nothing More *

Bucky Barnes:

-I Need You *

Tony Stark:

- Morning Beautiful

Matt Murdock/ Daredevil

- Daredevil Oneshot (Untitled) *

Supernatural Universe 

Dean Winchester;

- Love on the Road *

Sam Winchester; 

Turn the Page; Supernatural and Gilmore Girls AU

- Chapter One 

- Chapter Two 

-Chapter Three

- Chapter Four 

Celebrities

Tom Hiddleston 

- The Sound of your Voice 

Henry Cavill

-Merry Christmas Baby

-Achey Thighs*

Sebastian Stan

-You just don’t Realize how Much I Love You

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Timeless One shots

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by BadBunnyPlots

Just a bunch of one shots for timeless to fill the void of the cancellation. Will be Lucy/Wyatt centered mostly, with other appearances, and set in a variety of different universes. I am very new to both this platform and the fandom, so please bear with me for formatting, editing and other failures.

Words: 2221, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Timeless (TV 2016)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Wyatt Logan, Lucy Preston, Rufus Carlin, Jiya (Timeless), Denise Christopher, Connor Mason, Noah (Timeless), Garcia Flynn, Amy Preston

Relationships: Wyatt Logan/Lucy Preston

Additional Tags: One Shot, Work In Progress, oneshots, random plots that got away from me, more to come - Freeform, lyatt, Romance, alternative universe

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[jadegrey711]

Untitled

Noah Flynn x Fem!Reader Part 2

A/N: Alright my horny people, an ANON requested that I do a continuation of my first Noah Flynn x Reader, so here you go ANON. This will be my last piece for this one.

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This story is for 18+ ONLY. It contains sexual themes that are not suited for younger audiences so if you’re under 18 my blog and this story is not for you. Please make sure to read at your own discretion and remember that you are solely responsible for your content intake. 

 Warnings: It’s pretty sexual people, also some virginal sex and unprotective sex. Remember only in fiction does unprotected sex not end up in either preganancy or STIs. So wrap it up. 

It had been a few weeks since your last encounter with Noah in his room. You didn’t know why he was avoiding you; but you can’t even call it avoiding because he wasn’t, he was everywhere. When you’d hang out with Lee watching a movie and he’d come in and plop down right next you, but never touched you; not once! It was infuriating as hell, and you didn’t know why Noah was playing this game with you. You wanted him to touch you again, to feel his fingers and his tongue…

Noah knew exactly what he was doing though, he thought of this as your next lesson in delayed gratification, he’d lavished you the first time; showed you Nirvana and now you had to wait for that feeling again. As much as he wanted to just to steal you away from Lee’s company every time he saw you laughing and cuddling on the couch with Lee and tie you to his bed and fuck you for a week, keeping you there perfectly in his thrall. He knew the end result of this little lesson would be absolutely explosive. So, he’s patiently waiting until he decides when the next lesson is going to take place.

You’d been thinking about your last encounter with Noah for weeks, replaying it in your mind on an endless loop. His devilish smile as he lowered himself down to your center, his strong hands roaming up your thighs and keeping you planted before him as he ravished you, making you watch as he devoured you. You tossed and turned in your bed, fingers rubbing harshly against your clit as you imagined burying your hands in his silky hair, feeling his soft lips against your center. You needed to do something about this, he couldn’t get away with torturing you like this, making you wait. When suddenly an idea came into your mind.

It was late at night at the Flynn house, another classic monster movie marathon with Lee in his bedroom. But when Lee passed out during The Invisible Man as he always does that was when you decided to put your plan in action. It was late, really late as you crept into the upstairs hallway and stood in front of Noah’s door. When suddenly your nerves seemed to get the better of you.

Was this even a good idea? What if he didn’t like it? What if he just didn’t want you like that anymore?

He looked up from his book as soon as you walked in, taking in your messy hair, old concert t shirt and incredibly short pajama shorts.

That thought hurt more than anything. But he wouldn’t do that, say all those things and do all those things just to leave you alone. Right?

There was only one way to find out. You reached for the doorknob and slowly turned it and went inside, closing the door softly behind you. Noah was there with the side lamp on reading his battered copy of The Count of Monte Cristo.

“Hi.” You said sheepishly. There’s no backing out now.

He sat up. “Y/N. What are you doing here?”

You felt defeated at his words. Maybe he really didn’t want you anymore. But instead of turning from the room you charged forward, walking up to Noah’s bed where he sat and looked him in the eyes, looking for any sign of rejection.

“Do you not…want me anymore?” You asked.

Noah felt his anger start to boil over not at you but at himself. He had been so caught up in the end result of his lesson he didn’t see how it was affecting you and making you doubt yourself. He would fix this immediately.

“No. God of course I still want you Y/N.” He said before he grabbed you and pulled you to him on the bed, situating you on his lap. “Christ, I don’t think I can not want you at this point. I think about you all. the. time.” He said his eyes growing darker.

“I think about you too Noah.” You said sheepishly, taking your arms and wrapping them around the back of Noah’s neck, burying your fingers in his soft locks like you’d been aching to for weeks.

“Let me make it up to you, Princess.” He said bringing you closer to his body and started lavishing you with kisses until you felt your lips were properly swollen. “Tell me what you want, Princess.” He whispered against your neck, sucking the spot where your neck meets your collarbone and almost unraveling you just like that.

“I want you, Noah. All of you.” You said grinding your hips into his as you sat on his lap.

Noah groaned against your neck as you grinded against him. His control slipping from him every time your grinded into him trying to find some friction between both of your pajama bottoms. He’d wanted this for such a long time, dreamed about it so much that he never thought the day would actually come where he’d finally make you his.

He kept kissing your neck, sucking harshly on your favorite spots, when suddenly you felt his fingers snake their way through the wide leg holes of your pajama shorts. You gasped as you felt his finger brush against your clit, sending a bolt of lightning through you.

“Okay Princess. Anything you want. You’ve been such a good girl. Tell me how much you’ve thought about me Y/N.” He said taking one of his fingers and pushing it inside of you slowly before slowly pulling out of you. You leaned your head against his shoulder, feeling possessed by the sensations building up in you.

“Noah.” You breathed, feeling incoherent.

“Come on Princess. Tell me did you think about me when you touched yourself?”

“Yes.” You breathed.

“How many times Y/N?” He asked, a wicked smile on his face as he watched you, drinking in every pleasurable contortion of your face.

“I lost count.” You smiled back at him, rolling your hips into his fingers.

Fuck you were going to be the death of him with that pleasure slacked face, hazed over eyes, and thoroughly kissed lips. It made him even harder imagining you touching yourself gasping his name, gripping your pillow as you came around your fingers. He out a low growl and spend his finger up and easily adding a second one before pumping you a bit faster now, taking his thumb and circling your clit.

“Noah!” You gasped and shuddered in his arms as you felt your release overtake you. You watched mesmerized as Noah brought his fingers to his lips and sucked.

“I think you’re ready for me precious. Do you? ” you nodded eagerly, earning a smile from Noah. He grabbed your hips and turned you around, making you bounce on his bed as he placed you on your back. You let a small giggle as you bounced, feeling the soft pillows against your head. 

“These are cute Y/N.” He growled. “But I think they’ll look even better on the floor.” He smirked leaning down and placing his hands on your hips and pulling down your shorts. 

You had to stop yourself from busting out with laughter at Noah’s cheesy comment. “Cliché much?” You smiled, your body feeling all over the place at the lightness in your heart compared to the slickness between your thighs. 

Noah didn’t say anything as his fingers trailed back and forth under your waistband, but he didn’t have to, you were going to pay for that little comment later. He grabbed both sides of it and slowly lifted it down and off of your thighs, throwing it somewhere. You reached up for him, letting your hands rake through his hair, feeling the silky strands between your fingers; loving the feel of him being so close to you again. Your hands traveled to where his gym shorts hung on his hips, Noah didn’t need you to say anything to know what you wanted.  He pulled down his shorts, and swiftly kicked them off; exposing him completely to you. You pushed on his shoulders wanting to see all of him. Noah smirked as you scanned him feeling yourself grow wetter at the sight of him, loving the sight of him rock hard and wanting.  

“You like what you see Princess?” He asked huskily.

You nodded eagerly, biting your lower lip hard and grabbing Noah and pulling him back down to you. You kissed him hungrily, letting his tongue invade your senses, letting him consume you. You wrapped your hands back around his neck again and rolled your head back against the pillows exposing your neck to Noah, loving the feel of his lips on your neck sucking you, obviously marking what’s his. This was going to be hard to explain to Lee tomorrow morning.

Noah seeming to read your thoughts broke away from your neck and looked in your eyes. “You don’t need to worry princess; you’re never leaving this bed. You’re mine.” He said as his moved himself against your slickness, earning a low groan from you. “No one will ever touch you like this, like I do. This pussy is all mine.” He growled and deep down you knew he meant it. He couldn’t actually keep you chained to this bed, but out there beyond his bedroom you knew you were his.

Unbeknownst to you however, Noah was definitely planning on chaining you to this bed…someday.

“Do you understand me Princess?” he growled pushing himself into you just an inch making you gasp, your nails digging into his shoulders. “You. Are. Mine.” He enunciated each word with a small roll of his hips, burying himself just a bit deeper with each thrust. “Tell me you understand princess.”

“Yes, Noah.” You moaned, trying to arch you hips, trying to get him deeper inside of you, but he wouldn’t yield, even with that sweet pussy begging for him; not till you gave yourself completely to him, just like he’s always dreamed of. “I’m all yours.” You said, and that was all Noah needed.

He buried himself inside of you in a swift motion, stilling inside of you to let your get used him for a moment.

God you felt so tight and lovely wrapped around his hard cock, he’d imagined this moment for so long but never did he think it’d be like this. With you coming into his bedroom all on your own looking so sweet and innocent in the dead of night, needing him enough to willingly gave yourself over to him, letting him fully claim you. He gently moved inside of you, watching your face intently as it screwed up in pleasure, he reached up to your face and cupped your face.

“Open your eyes precious, let me see you.” He said in a gentle voice, but you understood the command. You opened your eyes and found his eyes immediately, watching you intently as e rolled his hips into you softly, slowly speeding up his pace.

“That’s it Princess. Are you okay?” He said kissing your neck, his hand coming up and grabbing your breast, kneading it in his hand.

“Noah. Harder.” You moaned out, and to his surprise you met each of his thrusts, your hips brushing against his. He kissed you lavishly for your answer, his little vixen and did as you asked moving his hips faster earning a moan from you; your nails digging into his back harder.  His slow, gentle thrusts soon became fervent and needy, every time you let out a moan, he’d pick up the pace chasing your release, wanting desperately to watch you unravel beneath him. 

“Noah.” You moaned, “I’m so close.” 

“Let go for me princess.” He said takin his thumb to your clit adding extra stimulation that you had to bite your hand to keep from screaming. 

“Cum for me precious, let me feel that tight pussy clench around my cock.” You loved hearing his filthy mouth as he pounded into you, reaching your orgasm at an alarming rate 

“Noah, I don’t think I can keep quiet.” You moaned feeling the beginning flicks of your orgasm and just as it crashed over you, Noah clamped a hand over your mouth, muffling your scream of pleasure but not by much. Noah’s own release came as he kept his hand over your mouth, trying desperately to muffle his own sounds of pleasure by biting his lip. 

Then he grabbed hold of you letting you rest on top of him, perfectly content. Noah kissed the top of your head as both of your breathing slowly went back to normal.

“How are you precious?” He asked his voice deep and husky from a thorough love making.

“Perfect.” You purred against his chest, lavishing his chest with gentle kisses. Noah laid his head back against the pillows enjoying your kisses immensely and knew for a matter of fact he was chaining you to this bed and keeping you forever.  

[jadegrey711]

Into the Night

Noah Flynn x Fem!Reader

A/N:  I'm really excited this was my very first request and I hope I gave my anon what they wanted. I really enjoyed writing this.... when I was finally able to actually sit down and write it! I didn't make this one NSFW since I didn't know if my anon's request was nsfw or not. But the sexual tension is there. Plus I felt like this one didn't need any smut, I just went where the music took me. I hope you guys enjoy it! 

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Summary: It's the reader's birthday and her two best friends Lee and Elle have decided to take her anywhere that she wants to go. The reader decides that she wants to celebrate her birthday by going out and dancing at a new club

ANON REQUEST: Could you please do a Noah Flynn and plus size reader imagine maybe where she's friends with Elle and Lee and she's confident but also believes she's not Noah's type but he proves her wrong.

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Inspiration songs

Into the Night by Santana (feat Chad Kroeger)

You are my kind by Santana (feat Seal)

The Game of Love by Santana (feat Michelle Branch)

Breaking Down the Door by Santana (feat Buika)

Summer. A time that during the other half of the year feels like it’s eons away and when it does come it never lasts as long as you need it to. However, in those what feels like extremely brief months this is how I spend my time; sitting by the pool with my two best friends Elle and Lee – wait where’s Lee?

“Lee!” Elle screeched at him; causing me to burst out in a fit of laughter. Which in turn caused Elle to laugh too and Lee’s smile grew even wider.

Suddenly though, he walked outside, breaking the easy vibes of the situation and sending a lightning bolt of tension through me.

Suddenly though, he walked outside, breaking the easy vibes of the situation and sending a lightning bolt of tension through me.

“What’s all the noise?” Noah asked, looking slightly annoyed as he walked outside, his shirt obviously no where to be seen.

I chuckled to myself at this and then felt Noah’s gaze on me; intense as always, he just has that natural intensity with everything he takes in. I watched as he gazed down at me, then quickly looked back to Lee.

I never knew if those gazes were his natural intensity or if it was some level of scrutiny at what he was looking at.

A curvy girl, with love handles unabashedly wearing a bikini, the same kind that Elle a thin and extremely athletic girl wears.

No matter, whether his gazes were filled with scrutiny or not, my reaction to them was always the same, I’d smile and tilt my chin up just a bit higher. This is my body and I’ve learned a long time ago to love it for what it is; mine.

Lee broke my thoughts. “It’s called laughter, Noah. Not that you would know how to make a girl laugh.” Lee chortled, causing both me and Elle to giggle at his dig.

Noah just smirked. “I’m too busy earning other noises from them.” He smiled like cat who caught the canary.

I unconsciously crossed my legs in front of me.

Lee laughed him off and shook out his hair before he swam to the edge of the pool, crossing his arms on the pool edge in front of him.

“So, Y/N. Do you have any ideas on where you want to go for your birthday tonight?” Lee said eagerly, and Elle swung her legs over her lawn chair, eagerly.

“Yeah Y/N. You’ve had all week to think about it, I mean you definitely don’t want Lee to pick the party place.” She said.

“I was thinking that we could go out dancing.” I smiled at them. “There’s this new club that plays Latin music and I really want to go check it out.”

“Definitely sounds interesting.” Lee said, and I could already hear the apprehension in his voice at the thought of dancing. But before he could say anything else Elle cut in.

“It’s your birthday Y/N. We’ll do whatever you want to do.” She said with a smile on her face. Then just as we were about to make the plans for tonight another voice cut in.

“I’m in.” Noah said easily.

We all turned our heads towards Noah who had still been standing there, casually listening to our conversation.

“You can’t come!” Lee said a bit aggressively.

Noah didn’t look the least bit fazed. “Sure, I can. There’s three of you, and that means one of you will be left without a dance partner.”

“Lee will dance with both of us equally. Plus, I’m fine with dancing on my own for a while.” I said, taking in that intense gaze once again.

*****

Noah didn’t drop the subject any time soon and along with his logic of having equal dance partners he apparently wanted to go check out the new club as well. So, by seven o’clock that night all four of us were jammed into Lee’s mustang; Lee and Elle in the front with Noah and I in the back.

*****

The electricity in the air of the club was stifling as we walked inside. It was refreshing to me to see a live band playing in front of the crowded club instead of some random DJ with a turn table. I felt my excitement grow as I took in the couples on the dancefloor, they seemed to be thrumming to the music, letting themselves be possessed by the music; as it seemed to shake the very foundation of the club.

I looked back to gauge Elle and Lee’s reactions to their new surroundings but instead I found Noah; standing right beside me taking in my every reaction to the club. I felt my cheeks go hot and I walked quickly towards Elle and Lee.

“So, what do you guys think?” I smiled brightly at them.

“Well, there is definitely a lot of dancing.” Lee said, his panic literally coming off in waves.

I felt my heart sink a bit as I gauged their reactions and knew I couldn’t enjoy myself tonight if I knew they weren’t having fun. “We can go somewhere else if you guys want.” I said hating how small my voice sounded.

Elle quickly cut in. “We’re not going anywhere! It’d your birthday and you wanted to dance; now let’s dance!” She smiled brightly as she grabbed my hand and we made our way to the dancefloor, through the thrumming couples and started to dance. It wasn’t anything as nearly as sexy or anything that could really even be considered serious dancing, but it’s what I had exactly envisioned for the night my best friends and I just letting loose on the dancefloor.

Elle and I were having so much fun that Lee finally felt safe enough to come and join us in our weird swaying motions; but Noah never moved from his spot by the bar he just continued to watch, taking it all in.

*****

Later in the night, Elle and Lee had to take a break but I couldn’t stop, I too felt possessed by the rhythm, feeling it vibrate withthin my chest and filling my soul in places I didn’t think were empty so, I stayed and I danced. I swayed to the music, not giving a shit about how my hips were swaying or why my hands glided up my hips as they made little circles or why my arms went above my head, gently lifting up my hair only to let it fall against my back once more. I just danced.  I danced like there was no one there but me and the music.

Suddenly I felt someone’s fingers brush against my neck as they pushed my hair to one side and leaned in to whisper in my ear.

“You have got to be the sexiest dancer in here Y/N.”

I quickly turned my head to see Noah beside me, giving me that award wining smile.

“Noah?” I asked. “What are you doing?”

He placed his hands gently at the top of my hips, pressing them against me to make me sway my hips again. He buried his face in my neck, and whispered against my skin.  “I thought you could use a dance partner.” He smiled.

I felt shocked. I mean I knew that Noah was one to flirt, but all those looks of scrutiny by the pool came flooding back to me as I turned in his arms, hoping that it would remove his hands from my hips but he just moved with me.

“Why?” I asked for the first time tonight forgetting about the music and furrowing my eyebrows at him. “You’ve never shown interest before. Why would you now?”

Noah’s gaze focused on me. “I’ve always wanted to dance with you, Y/N.  I just didn’t realize how much I wanted to until I saw you dancing here by yourself, without a care in the world and looking so fucking sexy. That I realized how stupid it was to just sit over there and watch you when I could be dancing with you.”He said his gaze even more intense than before, then suddenly I felt his fingers brush down the length of my arms slowly, causing my body to erupt in fire, until his fingertips brushed against mine.

He interlaced our fingers together then twirled me around on the dancefloor only to pull me back to him this time closer. I felt his heat from his body through my fingertips as I placed my hands on his chest; I looked up at his beautiful face and smiled. I felt mischievous as I ran my hands up his chest and wrapped them around his neck, bringing him even closer to me; his hands went back to my hips, following their every rhythm; and just like that we were possessed too. The music filled us both and we became like every other couple in that club, ensnared in both the music and in each other.

[kaznejis]

Letters- Marco Peña x reader, best friend!Noah Flynn x reader

@nick-1432​ asked: Hey Can I get a Marco ×Y/n imagine where the reader is Noah's best friend but a year younger than him . So is in the same year as Lee and Elle . You decide the rest .

A/N: Thankyou for this prompt! This is an AU so before we begin I’d like to note that Marco and Elle didn’t kiss in this universe- her and Noah had their issues but she never cheated. I decided to make this into a secret admirer fic- enjoy! :)

Feel free to send in any prompts!

“So, how is it going with Elle nowadays?” 

Noah grinned; the facetime screen glitching as it rushed to keep up with his widened features, “Yeah, it’s going better. I’ve decided that communication definitely is key and we were lacking it before.”

“So you did take my advice!” You giggled and fist-pumped the air, “So everything I say isn’t complete rubbish.”

“You didn’t know that already?” Noah raised his eyebrows and moved closer to the camera from where he had been showing off the apartment’s new microwave, “You’ll be here at Harvard with me in no time.”

“Yeah well,” You shrugged bashfully, leaning back in your desk chair, “I’ve got to actually hear back from them before that can happen.”

“It will.” Noah insisted before smirking slightly, “I may have even put in word with the dean for you.”

“Noah!” Your eyes widened as you slammed a hand down onto your desk, “You didn’t?!”

“I did.”

“Jesus,” You huffed, shaking your head at the camera, “You’re a sneaky bastard.”

“Takes one to know one, bitch.”

You both laughed at that, the both of you letting out snorts and silly giggles as you clutched at your sides and leaned back dangerously in your chair. Though before you could reply back with a cutting retort your dad came into the room. 

“Hey sweetheart, there’s a letter for you.”

You held up your finger in a ‘one moment’ gesture to Noah and put yourself on mute, “Who is it from?”

“No clue,” He shrugged and handed you a white envelope with your name on, “It just came through the mail box and by the time I got there whoever delivered it was gone.”

“Oh,” You turned the letter over once, twice before giving your dad a polite smile, “Thanks.”

He nodded in reply and left your room, shutting the door behind him, “What is it?” Noah’s voice sounded from your laptop, you quickly took yourself off mute and held the letter up to the camera. 

“A letter, no idea who it’s from though.”

“Well open it.” That earned him a glare, but he did have a point- you wouldn’t know who it was from if you never opened it. 

It was a standard white envelope, though it only had your name written on it meaning it had been posted straight into your mailbox by the sender themselves. Not creepy at all, you snorted to yourself. After pondering for a few moments, you hastily flipped the letter over and ripped it open, Noah winced at your ferocity in doing so. Inside the envelope was a slip of paper folded in half; it was white and there were pen marks that sunk through it. 

“Well?”

“Calm your farm,” You muttered, glaring at Noah again, “I’m getting to it.”

Unfolding the paper, you began to read the note. The handwriting was elegant and familiar- though you couldn’t place where you recognised it. 

Dear Y/N, 

I’m just going to cut straight to the chase here, I like you. A lot. I have for a long time now and I just can’t keep it to myself anymore. So there you go.

Yours sincerely, 

Your secret admirer. 

“Oh my god.”

“What?”

“Oh my god.”

“Y/N?” Noah stared at you through the screen, looking increasingly concerned, “Who is it from?”

“I don’t know.”

“What do you mean you don’t know?”

You breathed, scratching your eyebrow before saying, “I mean, it’s from my secret admirer.”

“Your what now?”

“My secret admirer.”

To your utter shock, Noah barked out a loud laugh and clapped his hands together- extremely amused at the revelation, “A secret admirer? What is this, middle school?”

“I know right?” You huffed, placing the letter down onto your desk, “It is kind of cute though.”

Noah raised an eyebrow and leaned forward on his elbows, “I’ll be the judge of that, let’s hear it.”

You read the contents of the letter out to Noah- who looked like he was holding back a laugh the whole time. You huffed at him, tilting your head to the side and practically pouting once you finished, “Stop.”

“What?” Noah snorted, elongating the word slightly as he attempted to come as innocent. You returned this with a raised eyebrow and crossed arms, “Alright, alright. I have to admit it’s pretty cute...who do you think it could be then?”

You shrugged, there were hundreds of people at your school alone, let alone the whole of LA, “I have no clue.”

“What if it’s Marco?”

You laughed at the sheer stupidity of Noah’s words, almost wiping away tears once you were done, “As if.”

“What?” Noah crowed, frowning, “I’m serious, when I was around he used to stare at you all the time. I doubt he’s changed much, if your wardrobe change over the summer is anything to go by.”

“In my dreams, Flynn.”

-

Despite your original rejection of Noah’s statement, it stuck in your mind for days to come. You weren’t going to lie, you had caught Marco staring at you a number of times; the reason for that being that you had been staring at him too. You had liked Marco for months, the boy’s dark curly hair and gorgeous build had you enamoured from the get-go. But, then you had been paired together for a project and you’d really gotten to know him. Although at times he could be blunt and quite cold; he was hilarious and really intelligent. Seeing the personality behind the pretty face had caused you to fall fast, but eventually the project was over and daily interactions became shy smiles in passing. Sure, your friendship groups crossed paths from time to time but you just didn’t have the confidence to start anything. So, you were stuck with a relentless crush. Gross. 

You were at your locker on Tuesday, rifling through it as you searched for the textbook you had left in there and desperately needed. As your fingers finally swiped across the book, they were also met with a different slip of paper. You paused, heart speeding as you slowly pulled it out. It couldn’t be. 

Nevertheless, in your hand lay a slip of paper identical to the one that you had received a few days prior- you once again unfolded it and got to reading the note within. 

Dear Y/N,

Now that I have expressed the way I feel, I have an urge to tell you more. 

Your smile is so beautiful and your laugh lights up the room. The way you always tuck your hair behind your ears is really cute too. 

Yours sincerely, 

Your secret admirer

A blush highlighted your cheeks as you subconsiously tucked your hair behind your ears, almost slapping yourself for doing so. No, you were not going to let a few little compliments break you down like that- but then your eyes landed upon the small heart illustrated below the sign off. You swallowed heavily and fanned yourself in an excuse to compose yourself before your next class begin. You spotted Lee, Elle and Rachel heading your way and shoved the letter into your bag before skipping over to them with your usual bright smile as if nothing was wrong. 

-

The letters continued like that; they were always in your locker and they always entailed some form of compliment. You found yourself expecting them most mornings, running to your locker to see whether or not a note had been slipped into the grates whilst you weren’t around. 

One particular morning, you were in a frenzied rush- sprinting to your locker in order to grab the essentials so that your day wouldn’t be a complete flop. As you wrenched open your locker you spotted another familiar letter, with a huff you shoved it into your pocket before practically pouring your belongings into your bag. You’d read it later, you had to focus on actually getting to class. 

Thankfully, you did arrive to the class on time. But, you were last and the teacher was moments away from beginning the lesson. 

“Nice of you to join us, Miss L/N” 

“Sorry miss,” You twisted your lips apologetically before making your way to the only seat in the class, which was positioned right in the middle of two ‘popular’ girls, “Shit.” You muttered before ultimately sucking it up. Your friends on the other side of the room each shot you sympathetic looks.

After a quick observation, you noted that Marco was sat one row back and directly diagonal to you. The girls on either side of you were each twirling their hair and blowing their bubble gum obnoxiously, paying no mind to the lesson before them. You decided to just get to work, ignoring the possibility of a pair of eyes watching from behind. 

About half way through the lesson, you were reminded of the unread letter that had been shoved into your pocket in your rush. Checking the room for any intrusive eyes, you took the note from your pocket and began to read.

Dear Y/N,

You look really beautiful when you- 

Before you could continue to read the letter, it was wrenched out of your hands violently by one of the girls beside you. 

“Now what do we have here?” She giggled, moving with unexpected stealth as you tried to take back the letter, “Aw, you look really beautiful when you concentrate, yours sincerely your secret admirer.” A chorus of giggles sounded from the students surrounding you as you sat in shock, mortification evident in your features. 

“Who would want to be their secret admirer?” A voice sounded from behind you, “She’s lucky enough to be friends with Noah Flynn.”

Yet another chorus of laughs sounded from around you, but before you could escape from the personal hell that was this classroom, a voice sounded from diagonal to you, “I want to be.” 

The room froze and time slowed down as you turned to the owner of the voice, your eyes landing on Marco who was staring right back at you; nervousness with a hint of determination was evident in his eyes. You shook your head, feeling way too overwhelmed, “I can’t do this.”

The entire class watched as you gathered up your belongings and hightailed out of the room and as Marco did exactly the same and sprinted after you. 

“Y/N! Y/N!” You wiped the streaming tears from your face as you turned to face Marco who was quickly approaching you, his face was split open in a mix of raw emotions. 

“What Marco? If this is some kind of sick joke I don’t want to hear it.”

“No, no Y/N.” He cooed, taking hold of your wrists in an attempt to calm you down, “I wasn’t joking. I was the one who sent the letters- I really like you Y/N and I couldn’t watch them talking about you like that.”

You hiccuped, feeling a fresh trail of tears falling from your eyes, leaving a glistening trail in their wake, “Oh god.”

“Hey, hey. Don’t cry.” 

“But Marco-” You blew out a breath and almost preened under his gaze, “I haven’t spoken to you in months, how could you like me?”

“Well,” He began, moving a stray hair behind your ear, “Did you not read my letters.”

You laughed lightly, a small burst of breaths coming from your mouth, “Yeah, but-”

“Then what I said there are my reasons for liking you.”

You grinned up at him as your teeth sunk into your lip bashfully, you caught onto his eyes zeroing onto that factor. So, you took a leap and pressed your lips against his and moved to bury your hands into his hair. He responded immediately, cupping your cheeks with his hands as he pressed back with obvious enthusiasm and want. 

-

“So, you were right- it was Marco.”

“I knew it!”

-

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Only Fools- Marco Peña x Flynn!Reader

nialler-tpwk5 said: Can we get Marco x reader but lee and Noah are her bothers and Noah gets in to a fight with him bc they kissed

A/N: Thankyou for sending in this prompt! I wrote this in a matter of hours, so hopefully there aren’t any mistakes- sorry if there is. I really enjoyed writing this; I think the scene between Marco and Noah at the football field is definitely my favourite!

Alsooo, whilst I was writing this I received a request for a ‘making out with Marco’ head canon- so I will have something similar to the opening out in the next few hours ;) 

Feel free to send in any prompts. :)

Curling the tips of your fingers into Marco’s hair, you breathed out hot puffs of breaths against his face as you moved your lips against his passionately. Marco’s hands clung to your waist as he dragged you into his lap, running his tongue against the seam of your lips as he pushed back with the same level of fervour. 

“We can’t do this for long,” You panted as Marco traced the pliant skin beneath your loose shirt, “My family will be home soon.”

Marco just smirked up at you as his hands moved further north, “You know that never stops me.”

You huffed a laugh as you dragged your lips down the base of his throat, “Yeah well, I don’t feel like watching my brothers beat you up today.”

Marco pulled back, pulling a raised eyebrow as he stared at you, “You think I can’t take them?”

“Lee, definitely,” You both broke into giggles at that, “but Noah is multiple feet taller than you with an added sprinkle of anger issues- wouldn’t exactly be a fair fight.”

“Well, that doesn’t matter because we won’t get caught,” He grinned at you as he pecked the tip of your nose softly, “The older brother will go back to college in a week and the younger one is to wrapped up in his own drama to notice anything.”

“True,” You sighed, tracing your finger along his face- the scar at his hairline, the light freckles beneath his eyes, the stray hairs that trailed the edges of his eyebrows. He really was beautiful. Despite what your siblings could ever think, you truly loved Marco- and you believed that he loved you too with the same level of compassion. The two of you were meant for each other; the sneaking around and hiding had only proved to deepen the connection that formed between the two of you. 

Though, you could tell that Marco was beginning to grow restless of this factor to your relationship. You were too- you wanted nothing more than be able to be with Marco in public and get rid of the masses of girls that flocked towards him in school. You wanted to be able to bring him home for family dinners like Noah did with Elle and Lee with Rachel; instead of having to sneak him in and out of your bedroom window as soon as the front door opens. 

To say the least, your brothers were extremely overprotective of you. Though, Noah’s protective nature was much more intense than Lee’s- he had gone to the lengths of beating up any guy who even dared to look at you, let alone touch you. Although he had softened slightly since opening his heart up to Elle, you still had no doubt that he would hunt Marco down if you were ever caught together. The thought of the two people you loved most in the world going against each other terrified you and you never wanted to be put in that situation. You just wished your brothers would lay off and stop seeing you as the timid girl you once were. 

“Are you still with me?” Marco mumbled softly, pushing a strand of hair from out of your eyes. You just smiled sadly back at him before reluctantly climbing from upon his lap. 

“You should probably get going, they’ll all be back soon.” 

Marco climbed up from your bed after you, letting out a heavy intake of breath as he listened to what you said, “Alright- but I will forever dream of spending an entire night with you here.” And at that he laughed before giving you a sloppy kiss to the cheek and swinging his legs over your balcony ledge

“Be safe!” You hollered as you leant against the door and watched as he jumped from the tree just below your balcony. 

-

The family sat around the table in comfortable silence as everyone tucked into the food your mother had prepared as usual. Though tonight there were no best friends or girlfriends that usually frequented the seat next to your siblings present tonight- meaning that it was just family. 

“Noah,” You inquired, looking up to make eye contact with your older brother, “This is completely hypothetical...but what would you do if I had a boyfriend?”

Noah paused, his fork in the midst of digging into a mound of spaghetti, “Depends,” He brought his fork up and chewed slowly as if he were deep in thought, “If your hypothetical boyfriend were to be someone I know I would beat his ass as they are all assholes.”

“Noah!” Your mum snapped, swatting at him in an attempt to weaken his use of words.

“Sorry,” He groaned, holding up his hands, “I was about to say that if he was someone I didn’t know, maybe I would give him a chance.”

“Moral of the story, don’t date anyone from our school,” Lee laughed as he and Noah high-fived, “Why are you asking that anyway?” 

“Oh, just wondering.” You smiled in what you hoped was a reassuring way, but you didn’t miss the intrigued, tilted-head look your mother gave you. 

-

Later that night as you lay on top of your bed covers mindlessly scrolling through your social media and waiting for Marco to message you, a knock sounded at your bedroom door. 

“Can I come in?” 

“Yeah,” You called as you propped yourself up against the headboard, “Hey mum.”

“Sorry to barge in, I bought you some hot chocolate.” 

“Thanks,” You grinned as you accepted it and took an elongated sip, though you noticed the look on her face as you did so, “Alright, what do you want to ask?”

“You always know when something’s up,” She laughed and gestured for you to scoot over on the bed, “Earlier at dinner- that situation wasn’t hypothetical, was it?”

“No.” You gulped, opting to stare down at the chocolate that swirled within the mug. 

“Oh, sweetheart,” She cooed, wrapping her arms around you and bringing you in to cuddle into her side, “Why didn’t you just say? I would never get mad at you for having a boyfriend.”

“I know you wouldn’t,” You sniffled, cuddling closer into her side, “It’s Noah who would.”

“Ah,” She whispered as he tightened her grip around you slightly, “I see.” 

“Yeah.” You whispered back, finding it difficult to speak through the lump that was beginning to 

rise in your throat. 

“He’ll come around, I promise,” Your mother let out a small chuckle before continuing, “He can’t really judge your relationship status when he’s dating his brother’s best friend.”

You both dissolved into light giggles at that, the situation really was bizarre, “That’s actually true.”

“So,” She spoke slowly, nudging your side, “Who’s the lucky guy?”

“Promise you won’t tell anyone?” She nodded sincerely, “Marco.” 

“Marco…” She mumbled with furrowed brows as realisation slowly set in, “Marco! Oh, he’s a cutie.” 

You laughed fondly as you entwined your fingers together in your lap, “Yeah, I would know.”

“You love him, don’t you.” It was a statement, not a question. 

You just nodded, smiling shyly as you turned to look at the woman beside you, “I wish we didn’t have to hide.”

“Your brothers will understand eventually, I promise,” and she bundled you up all snug in her arms and kissed your forehead as she spoke. 

“I hope so, I really do.”

-

A few days later, you and Marco were once again hanging out in the confines of your bedroom- though this time the interaction was much less heated as the two of you simply sat with your legs intertwined as you studied and helped each other with homework. If someone was to walk in right now you could brush it off as two friends simply hanging out. But, once again- Noah would beat up any guy who even looked at you. Any interaction could be seen as risky. 

“Hey,” Marco spoke, reaching over and rubbing his thumb over your clothed thigh, “Help me with this?” In return you smiled and leaned over to press a slow, teasing kiss to Marco’s lips- which he quickly reciprocated as he looped his arms around you.

Of course, Noah decided to walk in at that moment. 

“Hey Y/N-” You and Marco pulled away immediately and froze in place, staring at Noah who was practically steaming with anger, “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”

“Noah, wait-” Though your brother completely ignored you and stormed straight up to Marco, grabbing him by the collar and slamming his back against the wall. 

“My sister? My fucking sister? You made a mistake.”

“Noah!” You screamed, running to the side of him and grabbing the arm that clung to Marco, “Let go of him, I’m fine.” Though your pleads fell upon deaf ears.

“Out of all the people in the world you decided to play my sister?” Noah spat, getting up in Marco’s face, “You’re a fucking asshole, bro.”

“I’m not playing her,” Marco choked out, kicking at Noah’s legs and sending them both to the ground, “I love-”

“Don’t even say it.” Noah practically growled, landing a solid punch onto Marco’s face as they wrestled. Gasping at the sight of blood dripping from your boyfriend’s nose, you jumped forward and grabbed onto Noah’s shoulders- digging your nails into his skin in a way to replace the lack of strength you inhabited compared to him, “What the hell Y/N, get off me!”

“Get off of Marco then, he didn’t do anything wrong!”

“Y/N,” Your brother spoke sternly, “He was touching you.”

“Yes,” You yelled back, anger fizzling through every fibre of your being, “Because he is my boyfriend!” You dug your hands into your eyes, “I’m not a child anymore Noah, I don’t need you to protect me.” 

“Well, when you’re with boys like him maybe I do.”

“Boys like me?” Marco deadpanned, taking his hand from his steadily bleeding nose as he did so, “The hell does that mean?”

“Assholes that fuck around.”

“Flynn,” Marco spoke calmly, sitting down on the bed, “I’m sorry to say it but I love your sister, more than anything. I would never do anything to hurt her.” You smiled softly at him as he spoke, he returned it once he was done. 

“How do I know you’re telling the truth?”

“Trust me, I guess?” Marco shrugged, wincing as his nose began to sting, “Did you really have to punch me in the face though?”

“Yeah.” Noah insisted, throwing an arm over your shoulder which you attempted to shrug away, “Hurt my sister though and I will fucking kill you- we clear?”

“Sir, yes, sir!” Marco saluted as he walked over to you and looped his arms around your waist, laughing as he accidentally smeared blood onto your shirt. 

Yeah, your relationship was about to become ten times better already.

-

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Vignettes- Marco Peña x reader

Anonymous asked: just some like cute fluff with marco, maybe like different stages of your relationship. like first date, kiss, first time, just cute lil fluff like that.

Anonymous asked: I feel like you’re one of the few people who write Marco x readers that I love, so can I request your typical how you meet, first kiss etc imagines xx

A/N: Thanks for sending these in, I decided to get through two requests with this one. Sorry that I haven’t posted anything in the last week or so, I’ve been away but I am at home now and promise to be much more active! For those who have sent in a request, expect to see it on here sometime soon. :) 

Also, I gave your parents names in order to make the story flow much better- if those are your parents names then lucky for you, haha!

Feel free to send in any requests!

Vignette- A brief evocative description, account or episode

i. 

“Hey Y/N, grab one of these boxes for me?”

“Sure thing, Dad.” You wiped dust from your hands as you hauled another box that was stacked before the now-empty moving truck. 

“Thanks,” He grinned from the doorway, wiping the sweat that clung to his forehead as he did, “Once you’ve moved that into the kitchen I have some bad news for you.”

“Okay,” You spoke slowly, blowing a hair from your face as you deposited the (admittedly heavy) box onto the kitchen floor before joining your dad in the hallway, “What’s up?”

“Your mother contacted some nearby families before we came here; long story short we are eating dinner with one of them tonight.”

“You’re kidding?” You groaned, running a hand through your messy hair as you pictured the state of your appearance. 

“You’ll have time to fix yourself up,” Rolling his eyes, your dad had practically read your mind, “Think about it, we don’t even have furniture right now let alone food.”

“True,” You sighed, “When are we going?”

“Six.”

“Wait-” You spun to stare grab your phone and check the time, “That’s in two hours!?”

“Better get moving.” Your dad laughed as you sped up the stairs toward the bathroom. 

-

Luckily, you did manage to get ready in time and at 5:52 your family stood on the porch of a large house only a few blocks from yours. Shifting the bottle of champagne that served as a piece offering into the crook of your arm as you moved to knock on the door, the three of you twitched nervously in anticipation.

Eventually the door swung open and light flooded the porch that had been previously lit by a few dim garden-lights. A thin, dark-haired woman stood on the other side of it- a bright smile adorning her features. 

“Welcome,” She laughed, beckoning you all inside, “It’s freezing out here. Come in, come in!”

“Thankyou so much for having us,” Your mum smiled as she took the bottle from you and offered it towards the woman, “We don’t really have anything to cook with but I hoped that this would be enough.”

“oooh Anna, thankyou very much,” She placed the bottle down and pulled your mother into a tight hug- doing so caused her to spot you and your father loitering awkwardly in the hallway, “Oh! I’m so sorry, I should introduce myself. I’m Laurel, Laurel Pena.” 

“It’s nice to meet you, I’m Chris” Your father stepped forward, engaging in a side-hug with Laurel before gesturing towards you, “And this is our daughter Y/N” You smiled awkwardly and gave a timid wave. 

“Y/N! Your mother has told me so much about you, come here and give me a hug.” She did so, the hug was warm and comforting- washing away any awkwardness you had originally felt, “Now, let’s go meet the rest of the family.”

Turning down the hallway, Laurel led the three of you towards what was presumably the dining room- noise and light erupted from the room as the activity of a family preparing for dinner bustled from it. Smiling reassuringly, Laurel turned into the room and at the sight of guests the family paused- each member turning toward you. 

“The guests have arrived.” Laurel cheered, throwing her arms in the air as the whole family erupted into greeting. Laurel quickly jumped to introduce the each of you to the other family and vice versa. As she moved around the table, you noticed a boy around the same age as you watching you, a small smirk on his face. Chewing on your lip in an attempt to calm the nerves the gaze penetrating the side of your face caused, you willed the eruptions of want that sunk into your spine to stop. 

Eventually, Laurel placed her hands on the back of the boys chair, “...and this is my son, Marco.” She ruffled his hair before turning to the seat beside him. “I noted that the two of you are the same age so I thought that it would be great that you sit beside him Y/N.”

Cocking his head to the side, Marco stared at you as he awaited your reaction. You simply bit your tongue and let out a harsh outtake of breath in an attempt to steady your voice, “Yeah, that sounds perfect.”

“Great!” Laurel then moved to show your parents to their seats, “Now, I will go and get the last of the food- everyone feel free to tuck in!” 

Lowering yourself into the chair hesitantly. you watched as the table began digging into the copious amount of food that littered the table upon different variations of plates and bowls. Marco reached for a dish before him, causing the toned muscles of his arms to flex beneath the short-sleeved shirt that he wore. Turning the skirt of your dress between your fingers and swallowing harshly, you composed yourself before turning to fill your plate with the food that surrounds you. 

“She always goes all out whenever we have guests.”

“Hm?” You hummed, turning towards the voice beside you as you hadn’t quite heard what he said. 

“My mother,” He smiled fondly, which was a really good look on him, “She always goes all out with the food- we usually have about a quarter of this during normal meals.”

You spluttered out a laugh, reaching to cover your mouth as he grinned at you in triumph, “Well, I’m honoured.”

“You should be,” He snorted around a mouthful of food, “She hasn’t spent that much time cooking in months.” At that, you both continued to converse throughout the night as you both became familiar with each other. You and Marco shared a number of interests and you weren’t going to lie about the fact that you had originally found him extremely attractive anyway- these factors only deepened the feelings you already felt towards Marco. 

Apparently, Marco had felt exactly the same. 

As the night came to a close and everybody had separated to different rooms in the house, Marco had pulled you aside and asked the question that would start everything, “Would you consider going out with me sometime?”

ii.

You said Yes, of course.

Though the date didn’t end up happening until a few weeks later- you needed time to settle into the new house and become familiar with the local area. 

You vividly remembered Marco’s grin when you had gone over to his house and told him that you were ready for the date he had promised you. He had bounded around like an excited puppy, pulling you into a joy-filled hug as his arms squeezed your sides. 

“I’ll pick you up tomorrow at 11,” He had beamed, staring down at you as he slowly pulled his arms from around you, “I can’t wait.”

It was now ‘tomorrow’ and you anxiously waited beside your window- every time a car pulled up you would jump in anticipation, even if it was approximately an hour before Marco had arranged to pick you up. Chewing on your nails, you moved away from the window and walked over to the mirror in order to check over your appearance; continuing the cycle you had been performing over the last hour or so. 

Just as you begun to settle the nerves that flooded your mind, a car horn sounded from outside the house. Speeding back to your window, you set your gaze upon Marco who was moving to lean against his car. Taking a deep intake of breath and patting down your summer dress one last time, you left your room and headed towards the door. 

“Wow!” Marco exclaimed as soon as you stepped down from the entrance to the house, “You look beautiful.”

You laughed, feeling a heated hue of colour filling your cheeks, “You don’t look too bad yourself.”

You weren’t wrong, Marco wore an unbuttoned plait shirt paired with a black top and ripped jeans- he didn’t look too bad; he looked hot. Marco just shrugged his shoulders and opened the passenger door for you, a content grin on his face. 

“So what actually are we doing today?” You inquired as you slid into the seat, looking over at Marco as he shut the drivers side door behind him. 

“I was going to keep it a secret,” He laughed as he manoeuvred the car out onto the road, “But it’s nothing too big, I thought it would be fun to go bowling and then grab something to eat.”

“Bowling?” You giggled childishly, “I haven’t been bowling in years.”

“Well then,” He grinned at the sound of your laughter, “There’s a pretty high chance that I’ll beat you.” 

“Oh, shut up.” You laughed, shoving him softly (mindful of the fact that he was driving), “That doesn’t necessarily mean that I’m bad at it.”

“Well then we’ll just have to see how it goes.”

“Game on.”

-

In the end, Marco did win the game. It turned out that bowling was a regular for Marco’s family- meaning he had years of experience against your lack of.

After your pathetic defeat, you sat together in a booth within the restaurant that was connected to the bowling complex- each with a burger and a shared plate of curly fries. 

“You know what Marco,” You swallowed the abundance of greasy food in order to speak easily, “I had fun today.”

“You did?” He smiled widely, staring at you intently, “Well, I did too.”

“Well I mean, you did plan the date.”

He continued to stare at you for a beat. as if he was contemplating- then once his mind was apparently made up; he smacked a salt-covered kiss to your cheek, “Whatever.” He mumbled cheekily after doing so. 

You grinned shyly at Marco, bringing your hand up to brush the area of your cheek that he had kissed, “Ew- You got sauce on my cheek.” Marco broke into a howling laugh that practically crippled his body as you scrubbed at your cheek. 

“You’re so cute.” He huffed out as he recovered from his laugh. 

“Whatever.” You echoed, twisting your lips bashfully. 

“Go out with me again.”

“Slow your roll,” You sipped your drink and winked, “We have to finish this date first.”

iii.

One date turned into two...and eventually three. 

Over the two months in which you had now known Marco- you had grown to harbour some intense feelings for the guy. The two of you were in constant contact between dates; texting and calling until the early hours of the morning or simply falling asleep together on facetime. You were adamant that he shared these feelings- giving you the confidence you needed for what you were about to do. 

With an arm curled around your shoulder, Marco was walking you home after offering to do so as soon as the movie you had attended came to a close- therefore giving you the opportunity to, well, kiss him. 

It had been due to happen since that moment during the first date when Marco had lunged over and smacked a kiss to your cheek- the two of you had been stuck in a limbo of whether or not one of you should make the move. This usually resulted in the end of dates closing on an awkward hug or another cheek kiss. 

You were sick of it and taking this much needed step was very much necessary. 

“-I just think that the main character should of made a much better choice, do you agree?” Your prolonged train of thought had taken place whilst Marco had gone on a rant about the main protagonist’s moral choices from the cheap, indie movie you had just viewed. 

“Yeah,” You grinned up at him as his hands trailed patterns upon your shoulder blades, “I agree.”

“You weren’t listening, were you?” He laughed, though he didn’t seem to be offended nor surprised. 

“Sorry,” You snorted out a laugh as he ruffled your hair, “I was trying to listen to you I swear.”

“Well, as long as you tried.” He grinned down at you, moving to encircle his hands around your waist as you came to a stop beneath a fluorescent street-light. 

This was it, you thought, as you stared up at Marco’s lips from beneath your lashes under the glow of the light. 

Though, it seemed that Marco had been thinking about the same thing. Before you could even begin to lean upward he brought his hand up to cradle your chin with his thumb and forefinger, “Can I?”

You huffed out a soft laugh. “You don’t even have to ask.” And before another word can be uttered, you both met each other in the middle and connected your lips into a slow, sipping kiss that made your heart speed up and your knees weaken. 

Eventually the two of you had to pull away for air, as you did so Marco smiled down at you sweetly- with a slight smug look to it, “I’ve been wanting to do that for ages.”

You just smiled bashfully up at him, chewing on your slightly-swollen lip lightly, “Me too.”

“Hey,” Marco spoke, throwing his arm back over your shoulder as you set back onto the path, “Does this mean we’re together now?”

“That’s your way of asking?”

“Yep.”

“Alright,” You giggled, tucking yourself into his side, “Sure, we’re together now.”

iv.

“Are you 100 percent positive that you want to do this?” Marco asked sincerely, running his arm up and down your arm in a comforting manner. 

“Yeah,” You nodded insistently, reaching up to brush a stray curl from your boyfriend’s forehead, “I want you.”

Marco gulped, his brown eyes darkening ever so slightly, “Are you sure? I mean-”

“Marco, love.” You laughed, shaking him slightly, “We’ve wanted to do this for weeks and this may be the only time in a while that the house is completely empty for the entire night.”

“Okay,” Marco whispered, closing his eyes and toying with the end of your loose shirt, “I just don’t want to hurt you.”

Sighing, you pulled Marco forward and pressed a sweet kiss to his lips before pressing your forehead up against his, drawing circles upon his cheek with your thumb, “I know you won’t, I trust you.”

“Good.” Marco mumbled huskily, moving to kiss you again as he lowered you to lay back against the pillows at the top of your bed. 

-

“Fuck,” Marco breathed out as you both lay side-by-side, pliant and sweaty against the bed covers. 

“Yeah.” You grinned widely, allowing yourself to roll over and cuddle up against Marco’s side as the endorphins and love hormones produced from sex coursed through you. 

“That was good,” Marco grinned, kissing you lightly on the forehead as he pulled you into his arms, “Was that good for you?”

“I loved it,” You sighed, not allowing your mind to catch up before you said what you were about to say, “I love you.”

Marco paused, going still and silent for a moment as you could feel his eyes boring right through you- though he pulled himself back together in a matter of seconds as he let out a glee-filled laugh, “God, I love you too.”

-

Taglist: @mansaaay​ @yongboxerrr​ @the-not-so-iconic​ @sandovalali12

[kaznejis]

Marco Peña- Masterlist

We’re on the borderline

Marco and Y/N are in a relationship- what happens when Marco begins to pull away in favour of Elle? 

Letters

Y/N receives a mysterious letter from their ‘‘secret admirer”. Oh, and they’re best friends with Noah!  

He’s right where I should be 

Y/N and Marco meet on his first day- Marco falls for them immediately, but they have their eyes on somebody else. (but they get their act together eventually, don’t worry.) 

I choose you

Y/N *assumes* that Marco is falling out of love with them, so they inevitably let him go.

Only Fools

Y/N and Marco have to hide their relationship from Noah and Lee: Y/N’s overprotective brothers.

Vignettes

Firsts in Y/N and Marco’s relationship.

In the depths of your despair

After Y/N sees Marco in a compromising position, they find themselves suffering in a haze of loss and memories- can their love for him survive their own mind?

Making out with Marco (headcanon) 

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MasterList

A/N: I’m losing track of all my writings and i needed somewhere to put them all so i finally made a masterlist!

* - smutty smut

Marvel Cinematic Universe: 

DareDevil/ Matthew Murdock

 - DareDevil Imagine/ One Shot

Tony Stark / Iron Man

 -Morning Beatiful 

Thor Odinson

 - A Simple Touch, Nothing More *

Loki Odinson

 - Mind Games *

Bucky Barnes 

 -I Need You *

Supernatural Universe:

Dean Winchester

 - Love on the Road *

The Chilling Adventures of Sabina Universe:

Nick Scratch

 - No Interuptus Coitus *

- The Hideaway *

The Dark Lord 

- Dark Lord x Reader *

- Dark Lord x Reader Part 2 *

The Kissing Booth:

Noah Flynn

 - Noah x Reader *

- Into the Night

Tom Hiddleston:

 - The Sound of Your Voice

True Blood:

Eric Northman

- Daddy's Home *

Haven (SYFY)

Duke Crocker

- Shelter from the Storm

[jadegreywriting]

Thank you for sharing! 

Hi, I absolutely love your Noah Flynn writes, so I though I should request one. If your could write one about Noah get jealous after someone flirts with reader and has jealous sex with her. If you could I should really appreciate it.

The Sweetest Torture

Noah Flynn x Fem!Reader

Credit for gif in the tags

A/N: Hi Anon! I hope you like this! This is probably going to be one of my last Noah Flynn pieces though because. The second movie honestly killed all inspiration for me for Noah and what little inspo i might have had for Marco as well. And I’m sure the third movie will kill it completely stone dead. Lol So i hope you like this!

I own all rights to this story and do not give permission for my stories to be published, translated or reposted anywhere else. The only places I have published my stories is here on Tumblr and on my AO3 account (LadyAuthor711)

Warnings; Mentions of vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, overstimulation, and crying through orgasm.

This story is for 18+ ONLY. It contains sexual themes that are not suited for younger audiences so if you’re under 18 my blog and this story is not for you. Please make sure to read at your own discretion and remember that you are solely responsible for your content intake.

You were too sweet for your own good sometimes. Noah knew this as he took another swig of his beer as he watched you animatedly chatting with some random dude. Who couldn’t be bothered with what you were actually talking about instead he had just been staring at your tits for the past twenty minutes. 

And Noah was starting to feel jealous. Which was ridculous he knew that you loved him and that you were already prone to talking someone’s ear off when you got excited about something; and that tendancy gets cranked up to an eleven when your drunk. But nonetheless, he was jealous and it was high time that he squashed this guy and let him know who you belonged to. He took one last dreg of his beer and put it down on the countertop before he made his way over to you. 

The guy you were talking to, noticed Noah immediately as he approched the two of you, and put his hands around your waist. 

You let out a little gasp that he immediately felt in his dick. And you turned your face to his, giving him a big smile. “Noah!” you beamed at him. 

Oh yeah, you were most definitely plastered. 

He placed sweet kisses on your neck and you let out a soft moan. He was definitely hard now. 

You seemed to break away the spell that Noah was weaving as you snapped back to attention and smiled. “Noah. This is my new friend, Jacob! I was just telling him about this new series of books that I just finished!” 

“Oh yeah? And what does Jacob have to say about them?” Noah sneered behind your shoulder. 

“I- I” Jacob stuttered. 

Noah knew Jacob didn’t hear fuck all what you were telling him and that pissed him off further. That pang of jealousy grew in his chest at the fact that you even wasted a breath on this idiot let alone twenty minutes when you could have been with him, Noah would’ve held onto your every fucking word. Fuck, your the only reason he’s even read anything this past year. 

Well Noah is going to fix that little mistake, maybe teach you a little lesson that the only one who is worthy of your time and your wonderful energy was him. He smirked to himself as the idea formed in his mind, he kissed your neck again and he could feel the shiver run down your spine. Oh no, you would certainly be pliant enough for him to steal you away. 

“Well Jacob I’m sure you were absolutely wonderful company when you could actually meet Y/N’s eyes.” Noah snapped and Jacob knew he’d been busted, he would deal with him later but for now, he wanted you desperately to mark you up and remind you who you belonged to. 

You furrowed your brow at Noah’s comment but he didn’t give you time to speak as he said goodbye to Jacob and pulled you closer to his chest to lead you away from the party and up to his room. Let Lee and El deal with the mess, he’s got more important things to take care of tonight. 

By the time Noah had gotten you upstairs, plying you with kisses on your neck, jaw and sucking your earlobe as he whispered dirty things into it; you were a giggling mess as you flopped onto his bed. A sight he revels in every time he sees it; and one day he swears he’s going to keep you there. 

Noah comes closer to the bed and puts his hands on your thighs, and you ceased your giggles to watch as his hands trail up your thighs. 

Noah let out a low hum. “I love you in my bed.” 

“Oh yeah? You planning to have your wicked way with me, Noah?” You giggled, still too drunk to sense the danger you’re in and how he was planning on doing exactly that and then some. 

“You seem to forget that you’re already in my bed, Y/N.” He purred as he leaned over your body and placed a chaste kiss to your lips. Before you felt the grip of his hands on your thighs tighten and pull you harshly towards him. “I can do whatever I want with you.” He smirked as you pulled him back down to your lips, giving him a deep and passionate kiss while Noah worked on the button and zipper of your jeans. But not before he rubbed his fingers against your clothed core, the tight denium rubbing against your clit in a delicous manner. 

“Oh button.” Noah moaned. “ I can already feel you growing wet through your jeans.” 

His fingers, pressed harder agaisnt your core, eanring a low moan from you. “Please Noah please.” You begged so sweetly that Noah was simply itching to give you what you want and rip off your clothes and bury himself inside of you. But he had a plan. 

“What do you want, button? You have to use your words.” 

“Touch me please.” 

Noah chuckled. “ I am touching you.” 

You whined and thrusted your hips up into his hand. “Without my clothes.” You whimpered. 

“You’re so naughty, baby. Alright. I’ll give you what you want, becuase you asked so sweetly.” He said kissing your neck before he finished undoing your zipper and yanked your pants off, finding that your were bare underneath your jeans. “Oh, you really are a naughty girl.” He groaned as his thumb went to your swollen clit and rubbed small circles, watching in delight as you writhed underneath his minstrations. 

Noah sucked marks into your neck and collarbone as he pushed two fingers into you, make your back arch as he curled them in a ‘come hither’ motion. “You going to come for me already?” 

“Noah.” you moaned. 

“Come for me princess. Make a mess of my fingers and show me that you’re all mine baby.” 

His words were enough to push you over the edge and Noah felt you deliciously clench his fingers as you came undone under him. He stroked you softly through your aftershocks, watching as you slowly came down from your high.

“Are you ready for me, button?”

“Yes, Noah please.”

You didn’t need to say anything else as Noah pulled his fingers out of you, and began to strip and you doing to the same. Quickly ripping off your shirt and watched as Noah pulled off his jeans and boxers before he was completely bare to you. His cock was hard and resting against his stomach as he came back closer to the bed. He admired you the same way you were admiring him, as if it was the first time again.

“You’re so beautiful.” He purred, crawling up your body, lavishing you with kisses as he positioned himself at your entrance. In the next moment he was inside you, filling and stretching you out.

***

You didn’t know how much time had passed nor how many orgasms Noah had pulled out of you since you started. What you did know is that you had grown oversensitive after the third one, but Noah hadn’t stopped. He had you on your hands and knees now; stomach pressed against the bed as he thrusted mercilessly into you, lavishing your back and shoulders with kisses and harsh sucks that you knew would leave marks all over your body; and you had a feeling that Noah wanted it that way. He whispered soft and dirty things in your ear as he thrust into wildly, hopefully meaning that he was close to his own release and he would release you from this sweet torture that you had no idea why he was inflicting on you in the first place.

You felt tears start to fall down your cheeks at your approaching orgasm and how the barrier between pain and pleasure was becoming blurred, with each new orgasm.

“Please Noah!” You cried. “I can’t take anymore.”

“Yes you can baby.” He kissed your shoulder. “Do you know how upset I was that you were wasting your time talking to that idiot when you could have been with me?”

“W-who?” You moaned out as his middle finger went back to your clit earning another fresh batch of tears from you.

Noah chuckled. “Doesn’t matter now sweetheart. But I want you to remember this that I am the only one who deserves your attention, your love.” He said sucking on your other shoulder until he was happy with the mark he left there. “I hate sharing you with the world, button. Nobody deserves your love but me. And nobody, nobody can make you cry such beautiful tears like I can. So remember that the next time you decide to give your attention to someone else.”