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barnesandrogersfanfics · 4 years ago

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Out Of The Blue - Part 2

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Word Count: 900+

Summary: Reader has some exciting news to share with her longtime boyfriend Chris but what happens when he beats her to it with some news of his own?

A/N - So im thinking one more part and an epilogue.... we’ll see where it goes!

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I drove for hours not really knowing where i was going, Chris had been blowing my phone up so i switched it off and tossed it into the glove box.

When i finally had to pull over for gas i realised i wasn't too far out from Chelsea's house, my subconscious must have made the decision to run to my best friend in my time of need and heartbreak. Walking into the gas station i grabbed a bottle of water before going up to the checkout.

"Miss?..... excuse me miss?" I looked up seeing the cashier waiting for me to answer her question.

"Sorry... what did you say?"

"Cash or card?"

"Erm, card please" i shook my head and fished my card out quickly handing it over.

"Is everything okay hon? You kinda spaced out there for a second" the older woman asked looking slightly concerned as she processed my payment.

"Tough day i guess" i mumbled shrugging my shoulder.

"Maybe you shouldn't be driving right now, there's a motel across the street" she pointed casually in the direction of the small motel i already passed.

"Thanks but i've only got like another hours drive. Im fine" i forced a small smile while putting my card back in my purse and taking the bottle of water.

"Have a nice day" i said quickly before turning and heading back to my car.

When Chelsea opened the door and saw me standing there, to say she looked surprised was an understatement.

"Y/N?.... what's wrong?" She asked wrapping her oversized cardigan around herself. I felt myself literally fall into her arms as i sobbed.

"Oh my god.... whats happened? Sweetie talk to me...." she asked holding me tighter as if trying to keep me together.

"He.... he's been seeing someone else!"

"What!?!" Her eyes went wide in shock, that was the last thing she was expecting to hear me say. Chris had always put me above anything, i was his world!.... or at least i used to be.

"He came home tonight and told me.... how could he do this to me Chels? I thought we were happy!"

"That sorry son of a bitch..... sshhh i got you now" she tried her best to sooth me as she led us into her living room and pulled me down to sit on the sofa with her.

"Did you tell him about the pregnancy?"

"That was my parting gift to him! god, Chels thats not how i imagined telling the man i love that we're finally having a baby. We were trying for so long...... i was so happy, i had planned a nice dinner....." i wiped tears from my face as I shook my head in disbelief "this just came of out of nowhere! He blindsided me with it..... we hadn't even been fighting or anything, he hadn't been distant.... i don't understand"

"I'll kill him, i swear to god...." Chelsea was saying as her husband Alex walked in.

"Chels, everything okay?" He asked before spotting me "Y/N, hey.... whats happened?"

"Babe can you give us a minute...."

"Its fine Chels, he deserves to know. I mean i did show up at your house unannounced at..." i looked at my watch and saw how late it was "shit! Its nearly midnight! Im so sorry you guys, i didn't realise how late it was...."

"Its not a problem at all. You're always welcome here" Alex smiled "but whats going on? Im worried now seeing you like this...."

"Chris just told me he's been cheating on me....." i said staring at a spot on the floor, i didn't want to see the pity on their faces.

"Are you fucking kidding me....!" Was Alex's reply, i just shook my head and chuckled sadly.

"Thats not even it..... i just found out I'm pregnant too. I was going to tell him tonight when he got home from work but turns out he had some news of his own"

"Y/N..... sweetheart I'm so sorry" Alex said dropping to his knees in front of me and pulling me into a hug. Alex was like a brother to me, we knew each other long before he got with Chelsea.

"We're here for you, for anything you need"

"Thanks Al, right now i just need to borrow you're spare bedroom"

"Its yours, as long as you need".

I woke up the next morning to childish whispers and laughing.

"wake her up!" I heard Nora whisper to her twin sister Mollie.

"No! Mom and dad said to let her sleep!"

"But i want her to wake up now!"

I cracked an eye open and was welcomed by huge smiles.

"Im awake"

"Auntie Y/N!" They said loudly and run over diving onto the bed with me. I pulled them both into a big hug planting kisses on their heads.

"I've missed you girls" i smiled, a real smile i might add! These girls never failed to cheer me up.

"My god you've gotten so big!"

"We're gonna be 6 soon!" Mollie replied holding up six of her little fingers.

"No way!!" I gasped making them both laugh.

"What did i tell you girls?" Chelsea appeared in the doorway crossing her arms over her chest.

"Its fine, i had to get up anyway".

While we were all sat having breakfast there was a knock at the front door, Alex got up and went to answer it as he was expecting a delivery. After a few quiet moments I heard an all the too familiar raised voice.

"I need to see her!"

Chris..... how the fuck did he know i was here?!

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naughtyskz · 4 years ago

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I decided to post a kim hongjoong fanfic it's a smut lmao it sucks cuz i write it anyways hope u enjoy it.

⚠️disclaimer this contains 18+ content and sexual actions⚠️

Teachers pet |K.HJ. 😳💦

It was a normal morning in your boring school you were just walking through your school hallways and talking to your bestfriend Lisa yall were talking about basic thingz when Lisa asked you" y/n did you heard that there's gonna be a new teacher" she said you were confused because no one told you that "oh really and how long you knew that" you asked her she made weird face before thinking "erm I don't know probably 2 or 3 weeks why" you were shocked because nobody told you that "and why you didn't told me that 😒" you said "umm because I thought that you knew 😁😅" she said "and from who should I knew that" you said pissed off "well teachers said that on the website" she said "ugh lisa you know that I don't go on that website" you said rolling your eyes "YAH you promised me that you'll start to go on that website" she said angrily "ohh oops heh umm ye well I

kind of lied to u heh 😅" you knew it was a bad when Lisa gets mad so you started to run "ahhhhh someone help me she's gonna kill mee" you said as you

were running for your life when you bumped into something really hard, you fell on the ground on ur butt "ah! owww" you said "oh sorry" someone said, that voice was unfamiliar it was deep but at the same time it was soft but raspy, you fell in love with that voice, then you looked up and saw the most hottest man in the world, you've never seen someone THIS hot in your life "um hello are you okay? HEYYY" he was waving his hand in front of your face then you snap out of ur dIrTy thoughts "uh erm heh I'm fine 😅 what about you are u okay?" you said he looked in your eyes then smirked and said "yes I'm okay ??????" you didn't heard the last world "um okay the bye i gotta go bc my class is starting in few mins"you said "oh okay bye" he waived at me and disappeared in the school hallways.

Then someone suddenly touched your shoulder "AH" you screamed and turned around and then you saw lisa "yah! Why? Do you want me to have a heart attack" you said she giggled "ye i do 😃 anways who was that boy he's hawtttt" she said "ye i know right like bruh his so fucking hot" you replied then checked the time "oh fuck it's already 3:57PM *your class starts at 4PM*WE WILL BE

LATEEEEE" you said running to the

class, Lisa is really fast she was already at the door and went it, the bell rang and you were still running thru the one stoopid hallway you were mad and sad cuz you hate literally HATE the math teacher, you've finally reached the door and went in the class when you opened the door your eyes widen you saw the hot boy from earlier teaching the class you were shooketh you stood there in the doors when you heard a voice calling u "miss you're late" he said in firm tone which was really sexy and it kind of turned you on, you tried to act cool cuz you could feel The sweat on your face "yes and it was just a few mins" you looked at his tag "Mr.Kim?"said while looking at him right in the eyes making interesting eye contact then he smirked and said "de te nti on" *ᵈᵉᵗᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒ��* in really rude and sexy tone "WHAT WHY 😒" u replied "why u talked back so u deserve it" again the same toneeee you were already dripping you couldn't take the sexiness this man had "go and sit on your place miss" you heard him saying, you went and sit on your chair the class continued normally *time skip *it's the end of the

class everyone has already left, the only

one who was in the class was u and the Mr.Kim you were in ur place looking everywhere just to avoid the eye contact with Mr.Kim suddenly you heard a voice "sooooo why you were so rude to my in front of the class" Mr.Kim said firmly but teasingly, again it turned you on..... "I-I don't know..." you replied instantly he smirked and said "you know that bad girl deserves to be punished" you looked at him shooketh and made eye contact that made the atmosphere even more sexual than it was before"what do you mean by punished??" you said raising your eyebrow "oh kitten you know what I mean" he said while coming to your desk, you could clearly see the lust in his eyes they were so dark but so beautiful at the same time, he stopped walking when he reached your desk and he came closer with his face then whispered in your ear "kitten tell daddy what you want" he whispered in your face in extremely sexy and raspy voice, your face turned red as tomato but you pushed your shyness to the side and whispered back in his ear "ahhh~ daddy i want you inside of me" you said that in the most seductive tone as you could, he raised his eyebrow and whispered back

"awh is my kitty needy for her daddy"

again the sexy tone you were already dying coz of how horny you were the only thing you were carving was his touch "ah daddy pleaseeee i need you" you said getting up from your chair and coming even closer to him, when you were so close to each other that you could feel each others hot breath, he picked you up and made you sit on your desk and started to kiss your neck

You left out soft moans that turned him even more, your hands were in his hair and his hands were taking off your clothes while kissing your neck, after you were completely naked the only think that was left on you was your underwear, he looked at you up and down and bite his lip "damn kitten never thought you would wear this kind of sexy underwear" he said in your ear then bite your earlobe "a-ahh~ w-well i like this kind of type of underwear" you said while looking at this lips he saw that you were looking at his lips, he came really like REALLY close to your face and before he kissed you he took off his tie and wrap it around your eyes so that you wouldn't be able to see what his doing, he kissed you, that kiss was so lustful and rough you obviously kissed

him back and wrapped your arms

around his neck then you heard "ahh my kitten is so needy, what do you want your daddy to do" he said in raspy voice and sexy voice "ahh daddy please I want you to be inside of me" you said in whiny tone "hmmmm okay" he said in teasing tone, then he started to kiss your neck again and his kisses then traveled to your chest, he took off your bra and started to suck on your right boob while playing with the left boob, your mouth left out a soft whiny moan "a-ahhh~" you could feel on your skin that he smirked, then you felt him taking off your panties, the feeling of the cold air hitting your wet core....could feel he was starting at your wet pussy so you said "daddyyyyyy don't stare" he looked at you even tho u can't see "hmm I'm not staring I'm enjoying kitten" he siad after that you could feel a hot breath on your core "a-ahh daddy please don't tease me anymore" you said that in whiny tone, after that you felt him leaving soft kisses on your core and kitty licking, suddenly you felt him slide in his tongue you moaned out louder "A-ahhh dadddy" he started to suck and pumping his tongue inside of you like a crazy, and that drived u crazy, he eated you out like he

have never eaten before, you were close

"O-ohHh d-daddy im close" and he suddenly stopped and you gave him "😒" look "oh no kitten not yet" he said, then you heard that he was un buckling his belt and slide off his pants with his boxers then he came closer and started to rub your clit with his cock "ahhhh mr. Kim pleaseee" you moaned out "no it's daddy kitten " he said in firm voice and slammed into you really hard without even looking at the fact that your virgin, you screamed out because of the thickness and length he smirked and started trust slowly you were already moaning mess "ah a-ahhh d-daddy p-please f-fasterrr" you tried to say he smirked "as you whish kitten" and started started to trust into you like a crazy, he fucked you so fast and good "do you like that hmm you little slut" he said, you look at him and said "u-ugh ah hhh y-yes d-daddy your cock feels soo good around my thigh pussy hmm" you moaned out, he loved the way you were moaning his name and the expressions you were making, suddenly he wanted to switch positions so he untied the tie around your eyes and you've finally seen him and his dick..... It was HUGE amd he looked extremely hot with that messy hair tho the he ordered "get on ur

fours now!" shit u were even wetter, but u did as he ordered and got on your fours, then he slammed into you again and again u screamed but this time he started to trust into you really hard, when he was normally trusting into u it was already hitting ur g spot and that shit drived u crazy, now it was driving you super crazy you were letting out little screams cuz of the pleasure he was giving u but once again he he changed his pace and started to trust FAST and HARD.... At this point you were literally screaming and crying while he was enjoying the view, he pulled ur hair and started to kiss ur neck while pounding into u, he was fucking u so hard and fast that your desk was creaking, but soon or later his trusts got sloppy and you were really closer to ur orgasm "i-I'm c--Close d-D-daddyy" you couldn't even speak u barely said those three words u started to clenche around him "a-ahh kitten if u continue to clenching like that then I'll come in few seconds" he said in raspy voice and that pushed u over the edge "A-A-HHHHHHH DADDDYYYY I'M CUMMIG!!" you said screaming ur lungs out "a-ahHhh I'm cumMing hhhh" he said growling out, then he pulled out and said "kitten want this to happen

more often?" u were still catching ur breath "yes daddy" you said. THE END CUZ AIN'T TRYING TO MAKE THIS SERIES. ANWAYS HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT BYE.

#ateez #ateez smut #ateez imagines #ateez x reader #ateez hongjoong #kim hongjoong #hongjoong #ateez yunho #yunho x reader #jongho #seonghwa #park seonghwa #yeosang #choi san #ateez san #mingi smut #mingi #song mingi #wooyoung

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wollymalfoy · 4 years ago

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Hogwarts is my home... (Pt8)

Masterlist

Tags: @samnblack @idontknowwhatthisisfam @mrspadfoot4 @glitteremopotatoeanimebutch

Writers note: I’m sorry this took so long writers block mixed with depression ain’t good but anyways enjoy! I’ve also made it so Y/N has black hair that’s just because snape has black hair and the image I have of the mother does too so genetics init.

Warning: implied smut

The sun shone on you as you sat with your books by the side of the lake, the sun burning at your skin making you move into the shade of the tree. The wind blew through your hair, pushing it back out of your face. You laughed to yourself quietly as you watched as two red headed boys tickle the tentacles of the squid that resides in the lake. Footsteps behind you made you turn around. A small boy, only slightly taller than you stood there his bleach blonde hair shining in the sun. ‘Hi’ he said searching your face.

‘Hi...’ you said suspiciously.

‘I erm, I heard you was the princess of the castle’ he smiled awkwardly.

‘I’m no princess’ you smirked.

‘But you are Y/N snape right?’ He asked moving closer to you.

‘The one and only’ you laughed, ‘who are you?’

‘Oh sorry I’m Draco, Draco Malfoy’ he said holding out his hand. You hesitated before shaking the boys hand.

‘Malfoy huh? My dad was friends with a Malfoy when he was at school.’

‘Yes that’ll be my dad-’ he said smiling. ‘Lucius?’ You said before he could. He nodded. ‘Well... Draco why don’t you sit with me?’

Your name being called brought you back to reality, ‘earth to Y/H?’ Ginny said standing in front of the couch where you sat, ‘dinners ready’ she said when you acknowledged her presence.

‘Alright’ you said getting up off the couch. As you walked into the kitchen the many red heads stood around the kitchen setting the table or helping Molly with the food.

‘I’m starvingggg’ Ron wined.

‘Ron will you be quiet the foods ready!’ Molly said putting bread on the table.

‘Last meal here, then I guess you’ll be eating fish eggs and shit’ Fred said looking at you.

‘It’s called caviar’ Ginny said proudly. Fred ignored her and took his seat. Arthur had a day off work and could spend dinner with you all, ‘it smells lovely Molly’ he said kissing her cheek. After everyone had taken their seats and the meal was served Arthur spoke, ‘So I have a surprise for you all, I will be getting tickets for the World Cup for us’ he said happily, ‘I’ve got one for Harry, Hermione and Y/N too. I’ve known about it for a while but I thought I’d keep it a secret until I knew I’d definitely have tickets’ he smiled. His children said their thanks before you spoke, ‘How much would do I owe you? I can’t possibly let you pay for me’ you said kindly. ‘Oh nothing Y/N, I get free tickets. Working for the ministry and all’ he smiled.

‘Great I’ll look forward to it’ you replied.

‘Is your dad into quidditch?’ Molly asked.

‘Merlin no, I think he’s just salty because he isn’t very good at it’ you laughed. George looked at you and smiled, ‘is he almost as bad as you?’

‘Hey! I’m not that bad’ you said, ‘anyways I’ve never seen him on a broom so I couldn’t tell you.’

‘No one can be as bad as Y/N anyways’ Ron joked causing the whole table to laugh and reminisce on all the quidditch accidents you had had over the summers you spent here.

‘Draco will be here any minute dear!’ Molly called from down the stairs.

‘I’ll be there in a minute’ you called down. George lay still on his back staring at his ceiling he was taking you leaving the hardest. ‘Come on’ you said sitting at the edge of his bed, ‘You won’t even notice I’m gone’ you smiled.

‘Believe me Y/N, I’ll notice.’ He said softly, ‘I just thought we’d be together all summer is all’

‘i know but I have Draco now, I’d like to spend time with him too’ you said laying down to face him.

‘I understand’ he said turning to face you. Being this close to George you was able to count every freckle on his face. You felt his breath against your face and it make you shiver. ‘Y/N!’ Molly called again, ‘Draco is here!’

‘I better get going then’ you said getting up.

‘Goodbye Y/N’ George said hugging you gently. You’d always loved George’s hugs, he was so gentle, unlike his brother who would squeeze as hard as he could for the fun of it.

‘Goodbye George’ you said and left the room.

Your blonde boyfriend stood outside his hands in his pockets examining the home with a loathing look. ‘Fix your face Malfoy’ you said smiling as you walked outside.

‘Y/N!’ he said giving you a tight hug, ‘I’ve missed you’ he whispered in your ear.

‘I’ve missed you too’ you replied.

‘Shall we go then’ he asked grabbing your hand.

‘Let’s go’ you smiled. You waved to the Weasleys as you walked across the field to the road where a shiny black limousine was parked.

‘What’s that?’ Draco said as he watched you unpack from his bed.

‘My dress?’ You laughed.

‘I’ve gotten you a dress you won’t need that one’ he smirked walking over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. His stomach flat against your back.

‘is that so?’ You said. He nodded into your shoulder. ‘Show me?’ You asked. He let go and opened his wardrobe, pulling out a long red dress. It was beautiful and would go perfectly with your Black hair. ‘Oh Draco...’ you muttered moving to Draco, ‘it’s beautiful.’

‘Not as beautiful as you love’ he smiled giving you a passionate kiss, ‘And you better get ready, the ball starts soon.’

You fixed your necklace as you heard music from below. ‘Ready princess?’ Draco said coming in from the bathroom. ‘Mhm’ you smiled fixing his collar. You kissed him on the cheek before leaving the room hand in hand. Guests flooded the manor, their chatter melted into the sound of music coming from the ballroom. Guests heads turned to gawp at you and Draco gliding down the stairs. The many beady eyes made you uncomfortable causing you to blush profusely. Draco led you down the halls, greeting many guests as you went. You stood, heart pounding as he spoke to the minister for magic, ‘I- I need a minute’ you said letting go of Draco and running to the bathroom. You tried to calm your breathing as you stood hands on each side of the sink. ‘Get it together Y/N’ you told yourself. Three small knocks came from the door, ‘Y/N, Is that you in there?’ You walked over to the door and opened it slightly, ‘are you okay? Can I come in?’ He said softly. You nodded and let the boy in.

‘Im sorry I’m just a little overwhelmed, you know with all the people looking’ you said sighing.

‘You don’t have to apologise’ he said hugging you tightly, ‘we can wait in here as long as you need.’

‘Oh Draco you don’t need to stay here, go enjoy the ball.’

‘Nope’ he said kissing your lips, ‘you can’t get rid of me that easy, princess’ he smiled.

Once you calmed down you both rejoined the party.

‘Hey! Y/N, Draco!’ Blaise said walking over with his arms out, ‘I wonder what you two did in there’ he winked at you.

‘Shut up Blaise, we just needed a break from the party’ Draco spat.

‘I bet it was one hell of a break’ he smirked. You, Draco and Blaise talked and met up with the rest of the Slytherins from school.

After a while of Dancing a woman approached you, ‘Hello, Are you Blaise’s friend?’ She said kindly taking both your hands in hers.

‘Yes’ you said smiling, ‘I’m Y/N’

‘I’ve heard a lot about you, I’m his mum’

‘I wouldn’t think he spoke about me to you’ you laughed.

‘Your one of his good friends, of course he does’ she hugged you when she said this. She smelled of a mixture of expensive perfume and alcohol.

‘I’ll give you a piece of advice’ she slurred, ‘marry rich men, so when they die you get all their money! And the beauty is you don’t have to wait for them to die you can take it into your own hands’ she whispered the last part and began to laugh. You laughed uncomfortably looking around the room for someone to save you.

‘Mum, what you bothering Y/N for?’ Blaise said suspiciously walking over with Draco by his side.

‘We’re just having a chat, dear’ she said grabbing his cheeks. He swiftly moved away with Draco laughing behind him.

‘Come on’ he said ushering her away from you. You laughed as you walked over to Draco.

‘She was lovely’ you smiled kissing his lips.

‘Yeah, I bet she was’ he laughed wrapping his arms around your waist. The song changed to a song you knew, you looked around and most guests had left. The ball room had been drained of people, a few couples swayed together and a few sat passed out on the couches by the side.

‘Dance with me, love’ Draco smiled, ‘I love this song.’ You wrapped your arms round his neck as he pulled you closer to him. You held him tight as you both swayed to the music. He grabbed your hand and gave you a spin with a shit-eating grin on his face.

‘Why don’t we get out of here?’ He smiled. You nodded in agreement and he led you into the empty halls and up the stairs.

His room was lit only by moonlight and the sounds of the party were fading as more people began to leave. Draco kissed your neck as he began to undo your dress. As soon as your dress hit the ground he lay you in the bed and climbed on top of you. He gave you a passionate kiss before you helped his remove his shirt.

You woke to a light breeze hitting your bare skin, you looked to your side to find that Draco wasn’t beside you. You got out of bed putting a silk dressing gown on to look for the boy. You didn’t need to look far because he stood on the balcony in only his underwear.

‘Good morning’ you hummed wrapping your arms around his waist.

‘Good morning love’ he said turning around to kiss your lips.

‘You look beautiful, love’ he sighed cupping your cheeks in his cold hands making your shiver. You laughed and shook your head, ‘no really, you do’ he said kissing your head. You and Draco stood looking over the grounds in a comfortable silence, with your head on his shoulder. You didn’t want to leave. You wished you could stay like this forever, comfortable and safe in Draco’s embrace. There was a knock at the door and you heard Draco sigh at this, ‘Come in’ he moaned.

Two house elf’s came waddling in carrying trays of breakfast. ‘The car to take Y/N back to Devon will arrive at 2pm, Master Draco’ a old bony house elf croaked. He ignored them and wafted his hand for then to leave.

‘You’re horrible’ you laughed pushing the boys side lightly.

‘Why?’ he smiled.

‘You could of said thank you’ you shook your head in disappointment, ‘they do everything for you it’s the least you could do.’

‘It’s their job’ he said slyly, ‘Their whole life’s purpose is to work for me.’ He laughed taking a spoonful of his breakfast. You picked up the news paper that was on your tray and hit him over the head with it.

‘Hey!’ He said seriously furrowing his eyebrows. You laughed at this making it impossible for Draco to hold in his smile.

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shijiujun · 5 years ago

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hello im new to writing fics. i was wondering how your cope when you write something that flops? like has that ever happened to you?

Heya!!! Oooh okay that’s a loaded question but it’s an important one and while I don’t have much advice to give, let’s do this:

*If you want more advice I suggest following the account AO3 Comment of the Day! They’ve got some cool asks that are answered really well about writing and etc.

1. Firstly, yay that you’re writing fics!! Regardless of whether you think your stuff is good or not, kudos to you for wanting to write and contribute to your fandom! You’ll get even better with time and the more fics you write, so welcome to the world of fic writing!

2. “Something that flops”: The argument is that you should not find value of your fic in the number of kudos or comments (or the lack of it) it gets, and of course it isn’t! But it still sucks when you see little or no engagement on your fic, but also I guess there are a few factors to why a fic isn’t getting as many kudos or likes, e.g. it’s a niche topic you’re writing about, maybe the fandom has been a little dead for a while etc., but once again it’s still healthy to not tag the value of your writing to the kudos/comments, maybe people are still new to the fandom and haven’t gotten into the fandom on AO3 yet (this one is about timing) etc. you get, really, it’s tough to do and it might be unfair but in the long run I do believe that fic writers first and foremost write for themselves. And somewhere somehow people will be interested.

3. Not every single fic you write, you write at your 100% - Don’t be too hard on yourself! You provided your efforts for free, and sometimes you write something nonsensical, or can’t be bothered to check every line to make sure you didn’t write uranus as ur anus but you know! Definitely some fics will do better than some others, that’s for sure.

As for how I cope:

Honestly I’ve been quite lucky? I write for two small fandoms, so firstly you have to adjust your expectations and set thresholds for like the number of kudos/comments etc. you are expecting to get - For me as long as I hit like a minimum number of 100 hits I’m good my expectations are pretty low because I tend to obsess over why people aren’t reading a particular fic for example etc. out of IDK a terrible, misplaced sense of narcissism but I AM GETTING OVER IT!

Another thing is I don’t think of myself as a good writer so - If you hit, leave kudos and oof the best, leave a nice comment on my fics, you have my eternal love. When I upload something I erm... don’t usually go back to read it because I get embarrassed, but it makes a world of a difference if your mindset is - I’m new at this, I still got so much to improve on, people who support me even if it’s one of you THANK U and people over time will be drawn to your writing cuz it’s good

If you define ‘flop’ by the point above, then yeah I’ve had one that flopped before but I honestly didn’t think of it as flopping XD It was just 1. A niche pairing 2. The fandom is kinda half dead 3. Honestly was a work that was slightly below average - But I put it up anyway because I wanted to get it out of the way and honestly I don’t really think much about it (so yes, one way to cope is like: oh that flopped? cool let’s never talk about it or look at it again, thanks MOVING ON)

I also cross post on Tumblr (for certain fandoms and shorter fic lengths) and I am also fond of self-reblogging, but there’s nothing to be ashamed about that to be honest!

If no one champions your work and you can’t expect them to, then you’ll have to champion it yourself because you’re you own biggest supporter. It’s pretty cathartic actually, I recommend self-reblogging your own work so more people see it!

Also if you think about it, attention is double-edged sword - Lesser attention means emotionally you don’t feel like you’re obligated to put up certain fics or topics, or ensure they’re at a certain quality and honestly you really can write anything you want. More attention will of course on one hand motivate and fuel you to write even more (and I do think readers should at least drop a kudo or a short comment if they really like the fic) but sometimes it might hinder your writing process a bit.

Do what makes you happy! If writing fics and it ‘flopping’ gets to you after you tried the first one, take a step back, take a break, and then try again. Fic writing is fun like that. If a halfway through your draft you feel like throwing the whole thing away? Just slot it in an Archives folder on your laptop and think of something new or rewrite it.

I’m really not a good person to ask XD but I’ve been quite happy these past few months so!! <3 In fact, my issue is not really if a fic flops or not but IF SOMEONE STEALS MY SHIT!!! I don’t dare to check because if I don’t check and don’t see it I don’t have to fight but I got a feeling it’ll come sooner or later.

#fic #fic writing #asks

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msjr0119 · 5 years ago

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Hold On

Part 22 - Punishment and Surprises

Nobody got injured at the Homecoming ball, they all get separated into different safe houses- for safety.

Riley and Drake had confirmed that they had feelings for each other, however Drake believed Riley should be with Liam. Heartbroken, she moves back to New York. Only keeping in touch with Hana, Maxwell and Olivia.

Riley meets lawyer, Nate Cooper and begins a relationship with him. In Cordonia, Drake begins to court Kiara.

Nine months after Riley had left Cordonia- there is a reunion, but not the reunion the friends had hoped for.

*Characters belong to Pixelberry*

If you are under 18 please do not read this series. If you do, you are consenting that you are over the age.

Series warnings: Suicide, domestic abuse, swearing, stabbing, smut 🍋. If any of these triggers affect you do not read!

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THIS CHAPTER GOES BACK IN TIME 8 MONTHS PRIOR TO THE ENDING IN THE LAST CHAPTER.... BEFORE HANA AND DRAKES WEDDING

******

The day after Riley was discharged from hospital, Liam took it upon himself to move her into his Chambers. He was taking no risk. There was still no sign of Kiara.

Riley couldn’t help but roam her fingers along the scar that Kiara had now permanently tattooed on her back. Liam noticed and looked at her concerned. He bent down and placed soft kisses along the raw wound.

“We will find her, don’t worry love.” Liam reassured, pulling Riley into a tight embrace.

“I hope so. She needs to see a shrink Liam. She’s not well...”

Riley was concerned about Kiara’s state of mind. She didn’t want to see anyone going through that, even though the woman nearly ended her life. She snuggled into Liam’s soft embrace, grateful that she was still alive and able to live her life with him by her side.

****

Two months after the fatal night, the guards had a tip-off about a sighting of Kiara, and immediately informed the King. Liam persuaded them not to inform Riley or Drake incase it wasn’t her.

“Sir, it’s her. We have restrained her and she is in the cell if you want to visit her.”

Liam dropped all the paperwork, making it scatter on his desk. He wasn’t usually messy, but he didn’t care. He needed answers.

“Kiara!”

“Your majesty.” Kiara knew that she had been uncovered and contemplated how she was going to get out of this mess.

“You potentially nearly killed my best friend and the future Queen of your country. Do you have anything to say.” Liam now furious scolding the woman. His baby blues fixated on the woman’s dark eyes.

“N-no. I’m sorry Liam.”

“Jesus Kiara! Sorry isn’t going to help the matter! Do you know how much hurt you have caused? They nearly died!”

Frustration had taken over. Liam couldn’t hold his breath- she is not the sweet intelligent woman they all once knew. Kiara was sat in her own oblivion not showing any empathy for her actions. She had been on the run, and had assumed that it would all die down knowing that her two victims had survived.

“Kiara answer your King now!”

“I can’t, I’m sorry your Majesty.”

Leo entered the room, looking disgusted at the woman who didn’t give a shit about anyone but herself. If looks could kill the the multilingual would be buried six feet under.

“Your majesty, I believe the correct punishment would be death.” Leo stated and advised, without hesitation.

“No please I’m so sorry. I’d do anything but please not that. I’m the heir to my duchy!”

Liam looked at her. Riley didn’t want her die- ever since Riley had returned from hospital, she had insisted that she needed help for her mental state of mind. Pinching the bridge his nose, Liam had to make a decision quickly before the council became involved.

“Kiara, you are longer an heir to any duchy. I am revoking your title- and you shall spend the rest of your life in jail. And with guidance you will have to obtain sessions with a psychiatrist. If you refuse these sessions- I will have no choice but to change your punishment. Do you understand?”

“No! I need to go home! I didn’t mean it!”

“Get used to these cold four walls, Kiara. This is your home now. Goodbye!”

Liam stormed out of the room, allowing the door to slam. He had let her off big time, and was grateful to never have the need to see her again.

*******

Riley had been feeling nauseous all morning, her head spent most of it surrounded by the toilet rim. Before Liam went for his morning meetings, she covered the fact up that she wasn’t feeling 100%- she didn’t want him to worry about her. It was probably - most likely just a bug.

Standing up and brushing her teeth, she stared at herself in the mirror. Her normal complexion was paler than usual. Her hand lingered over her stomach- no I can’t be?

Rushing to her phone, she went through her calendar. The maths weren’t adding up in her sheer state of panic. No, I’ve missed my period because of all the stress- that’s a logical reason. Her period was always like clockwork- the same day every month.

Rushing down the hallway, she needed some friendly advise from her best friend. Barging through Hana’s door, not using the usual polite gesture of knocking, due to panic she regretted it instantly.

“Oh my god! I’m sorry.... Drake cover yourself up! You too Hana!”

“Brooks it’s not what it looks like.”

“Don’t kid a kidder Drake, I’ve known you two have been hiding something... why?”

“Riley, I’m so sorry. We didn’t want to tell you this way.”

“Why though? I hope it wasn’t because of me. Are you two - you know?”

“Yes...” Drake said regretfully gazing down towards the wooden floor- they were going to tell Riley eventually.

Riley couldn’t contain her emotions. The biggest smile she could provide, formed on her face much to her friends confusion.

“I’m so happy for you both. But...Drake I really need you to give me five minutes with Hana- women’s problems. She’s all yours after- I promise.”

Drake’s eyes widened, he had a feeling what they were referring to- bitching about men. He didn’t want to be involved in that. He kissed Hana on the cheek and swiftly exited the room, Hana was now a bright shade of red.

“Ri, I’m sorry. We should have told you.” Riley pulled her friend in for a hug, cupping her cheek- providing a soft smile.

“Don’t be- I knew...Hana, I’m in deep shit! I’m late.”

“WHAT?” Hana exclaimed. Riley knew they weren’t being careful and never used protection which was negligent. So it wouldn’t be much of a shock if a test proved she was in fact pregnant.

“Liam won’t let me out of his sight, i know he’s only being protective but I need a test... like as soon as possible. The suspense is killing me.”

“Max is in town- do you want me to ask him to pick you one up?”

Riley nodded, thank god for Hana knowing what her friends ‘schedules’ were- she really hoped Maxwell would do this favour for her- after all he is like a brother to her and would be the Uncle to the baby.

Maxwell turned up an hour later, looking a bit flustered. Riley had been pacing the room- her fingernails were none existent. Hana tried for the last hour to reassure her that everything will be fine.

“Hana I got your test... Little blossom, what are you doing here?”

“Er Max, it’s not for me.” Hana explained, not expecting Maxwell to believe that it was for her- she was in a ‘secret’ relationship unlike Riley.

“Blossom?” Maxwell now had an inkling that the test could potentially be for Riley if it wasn’t for Hana.

“It’s for me, Max. Thank you.”

“Well I was embarrassed picking it up, why didn’t you tell me Ri?” Maxwell began exaggerating the pet lip expression, attempting to make Riley feel slightly guilty. He couldn’t understand why she didn’t call him first- they were usually like glue, always together, telling each other secrets.

“I’ve just realised I’m late- I thought it was due to the stress.”

Riley snatched the test, the two minutes seemed to take forever. She couldn’t read the result- didn’t want to get her hopes up. Her body was shaking to the dozen- was this her second chance at being a mom?

“Blossom?”

“Yeah...”

“Erm... looks like Cordonia is going to have an heir...IM GOING TO BE AN UNCLE!”

“Max find Liam, and send him to my room ASAP. Please.”

Riley did the two other tests that Maxwell had bought- just to triple check, incase it was potentially a false positive. Three positive tests appeared in her hand. Positive 2-3 weeks. Would Liam be happy? Would he be shocked? She didn’t know but she knew she had to disturb him from his busy schedule.

****

Maxwell walked to Liam’s study, he knew he had to keep his big mouth shut. He was ‘pumped up’ for his sister and couldn’t wait to celebrate. Taking a deep breath whilst knocking he knew he had to keep a composed expression before blowing the secret.

“Li?”

“Hello, Maxwell. Are you okay?”

“Yes, Blossom would like to see you.” Maxwell became fidgety, began twiddling his fingers, hoping Liam wouldn’t notice.

“Is it important? I’m really busy...”

“Mega important.... Erm... she’s not feeling well.”

Maxwell told a white lie. Technically she was sick all morning- so that counts as not being well, right? Liam abandoned his paperwork and rushed straight to Riley.

“Ri? Is everything okay?” Panicked, he knew he should have had someone keep her company. He was just too worried after all that she had been through.

“I need to tell you something... in fact show you something...follow me.” Riley intertwined her fingers with Liam’s, she could tell he was tense.

“Why are we in the bathroom? Is everything okay?” The confusion in his eyes, made Riley wish she had just blurted their news out. She began to panic, hoping he wouldn’t reject her or the baby.

“This morning, I’ve spent the majority of the time in here. I went to see Hana- by the way her and Drake are in a relationship. Did you know? I knew something was going off. I’m so happy for them...”

“Don’t change the subject Riley. I’m really busy.”

Riley grabbed Liam’s hand and let it hover over her stomach. Liam was puzzled, he wondered if she was in pain due to the stab wound and that the pain was spreading around her body. Taking a deep breath- she handed him the three pregnancy tests each with two lines.

“I... I’m pregnant.”

Liam stood frozen, not able to comprehend the news.

“Li, say something...please...”

“You’re pregnant... we are having a baby?” Disbelieving what he was holding in his hands. It was like he was dreaming.

“Yeah.”

Liam picked Riley up, she wrapped her legs around him. They stayed in that position for a while. He couldn’t stop kissing his baby’s mom. Finally he let her down, and just held her -the smile on his face would never be erased. Today was not the day to inform her about Kiara.

“You’ve made my life complete Riley. I’m cancelling my meetings. I want to spend time with you and this little one.”

Riley insisted that Liam attended his meetings, they would still be there when he returned. His hands roamed across Riley’s stomach- he was still in a state of shock. Heading to his meetings he was on cloud nine and had hoped that he would be able to concentrate. Bastien had noticed that his Kings attitude had changed throughout the day, it started with anger, then he was lethargic, to now being ecstatic.

“Sir? Is everything alright? You’re attitude today has been up and down like a yo-yo. If you need a rest I’m sure people will understand.”

Liam couldn’t hold in their secret anymore, he wanted to blurt it out to the whole kingdom. Hugging Bastien was an unprofessional gesture, but he didn’t care.

“Bast, I’m going to be a father... Riley... she’s.. she pregnant. I’m going to be a father...”

“That’s fantastic news, Sir. I’m thrilled for you both. But....”

Liam pulled the ring box out of his pocket, smirking at his guard- he knew exactly what Bastien was thinking.

“Bast, I know. I need to make her Queen to make it legit. Since she came back in my life, I’ve kept my mothers ring close to me at all times. I’ve been waiting for the right moment, can you help me with something?”

“Anything Sir, anything to make you and Lady Riley happy...”

#theroyalromance #choices trr #riley brooks #drakewalker #maxwell beaumont #hanalee #kingliam #liam x riley #liam x mc #trr kiara #trr leo #trr liam

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intheyear39 · 6 years ago

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Rainy Days and Wednesdays (Gwilym Lee x Reader)

Genre: Romance / Fluff

Rating: PG-13 for swearing

Length: 2637 words

Summary: Gwilym takes you for a drive.

Author’s Note: This was harder to write than Fleece Blanket for some reason despite having a clear prompt in mind—I’ll get to that in a sec—but thanks to the moral and creative support of my Discord, I was able to get over my first writer’s block since I started writing again (like, three weeks ago).

Shameless promotion but the prompt is from a Japanese song by a group called V6, 「意味のないドライブ」imi no nai doraibu lit. translation, “Meaningless Drive”. If you want to listen to it and/or read the unofficial translation, you can find it here. ANYWAY! I hope you enjoy it and I’d love to know your thoughts! <3

Special thanks to Ella @39-volunteers-to-space for making a moodboard for this huhu you didn’t have to and it’s already a great pleasure to proofread Kairos (GO READ IT IF YOU HAVEN’T BTW) ILY <3

Taglist: @39-volunteers-to-space @moonvinyls @grooveei @theoddowldoodle @bburellina @im-happy-at-home @dorkydeaky @seven-seas-0f-bri and one of my bestest friends Sera who knows both the song and Gwilym (and WHO HASN’T USED HER TUMBLR YET BUT TAGGING HER ANYWAY) @a--kind--of--magic

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“I’ll pick you up at six, yeah?”

You read Gwilym’s message to you over and over. He didn’t always pick you up from work, but when he did, you were always excited to see him. That’s no surprise of course—the two of you had been dating for a while now—but for some reason, it just always felt new.

At this point, you were just waiting for time to pass. He had texted over an hour ago, but all you had done was look at that message and not work. Not that your boss minded; he wasn’t here today anyway.

Yet you were still having a terrible day, and you couldn’t tell anyone about it because, you sighed, you didn’t know why.

And that’s the worst because how would you cure that?

How would you make that go away?

It’s just one of those days, a gloomy Wednesday, and so you were more than delighted that Gwilym would pick you up tonight.

Your phone buzzed one more time. Another message.

“You okay?”

It’s as if Gwilym was reading your mind at that exact moment.

You took a long second to reply, mainly because you didn’t know what to type, so your mobile buzzed again, this time continuously. He was phoning you.

“Uh, hello?” you quietly answered so that no one else in the office would hear.

“You okay, love?” his voice sounded worried, but also rather sexy. It distracted you for a second.

“Y-yeah, I’m good.”

You didn’t know why you lied, because he could always tell when you did.

“Well, you don’t sound like it to me,” he said matter-of-factly. “Tell me what’s wrong.”

“I-I...” you started, but words just wouldn’t come out. It was hard to explain without sounding foolish.

You heard him sigh at the end of the other line. “You don’t need to worry about anything,” he said finally. “Also, I’m pulling in at the car park now.”

You let out a tiny squeal, which made him laugh—and you always wanted to make him laugh—and hastily grabbed your things, pulled out your thumb drive from your office computer without safely removing it (you knew you’d regret doing that later but who gives a shit, Gwil’s here), and dashed through the halls yelling, “See you all later!” to no one in particular as you exited your office building, dashing like mad.

At the car park, you suddenly realised that it was raining. Being confined in those tight, monochromatic spaces didn’t let you see much of the outside for most of the day. Despite that, you forgot how that made you usually feel because, standing outside the car, leaning against it, waiting for you, in his dark brown jumper with his glasses on, was Gwilym. He looked delighted to see you. You didn’t hesitate to run towards him and embrace him. He just felt so warm and nice and stable.

“Hey, bad day at work?” He asked in his signature dulcet tone, touching your hair gently, playing with it almost.

“Bad day in general,” you muttered as you instinctively bury your head in his chest. He held you closer for a few seconds in silence. You were beginning to feel better about things.

“Come on, I’ll take you home,” he whispered unto your forehead, his lips touching it ever so subtly.

You groaned, slightly muffled by your head being on his chest.

“But I like it here.”

He chuckled. “I know you fancy this, but we have to leave at some point. Parking rates are expensive. Come on now.”

You decided to pull away finally. “You’re wrong, you know,” you said, and you saw his eyebrows raise in faint surprise. You placed your index finger on his chest. “I love it there.”

He gave you a kiss on the lips because, at least based on his reactions in previous situations, it was a quick way to shut you up and at the same time, he would usually find you too cute not to do it (his words).

You two finally entered the car. He started the car and drove out of the car park; the rain seemed to only become stronger, and while you thought it was peak cuddling ambiance, it also made you feel a little somber. Even though you loved the rain, sometimes the darkness reminded you of your own, and you didn’t like that. Nobody liked knowing their own darkness. You continued to muse for about five minutes more, but then, you heard him mutter ‘Damn’ to himself, taking you out of your wretched thoughts.

“What is it?” You calmly asked.

“I think I forgot my car charger at home,” he said, also trying to be calm. “Do you have a phone charger with you by any chance?”

You also left your power bank at your office in your haste, as you discovered while rummaging through your handbag. “Erm, I’m sorry babe, I left it at work.”

He clicked his tongue, “That’s all right.” He seemed in deep thought.

“Was there anything important in your phone?”

“Well, your new address, for instance.”

Right. You recently moved into a new flat two days ago, and this was actually the first time Gwil would take you there from your office. The both of you hadn’t completely memorised the route yet.

“That’s okay,” you brought out your own phone. “We can use my—“

He looked at you expectantly. “Well?”

“Shit.”

“You’re joking, right?”

As if on cue, your phone drained its power as you checked it. You were hoping to rely on your power bank too, but that option was obviously moot now. You were hitting yourself on the head mentally; after all, you didn’t even hang up after that call with Gwil.

“No, sadly,” you answer rather hesitantly with the softest voice you could. “Sorry.”

He sighed and let out a small chuckle. “Don’t apologise. These things happen. Tell you what, it’s not that I don’t remember where your residence is—I do, mostly—but why don’t we just take this time to drive around the city for a while? No phones mean,” he waited a beat, “no distractions.”

He had the naughtiest smile on his face which you rarely saw, but when you did, you felt like you were falling in love with the man all over again. This time was no different.

“So, is that a yes, or...?”

“Are you fucking kidding me? I get to spend more time with my fucking boyfriend? Fuck yeah I want to!”

He laughed, a little more loudly this time. “Let’s take a drive then. I reckon you need it.”

He reached out with his right hand and held your left hand. His touch was tender but firm, warm enough to send shivers down your spine. You then snuggled up to him, placing your head on his shoulder, your eyes closing. Now, with the rain, gloomy or not, this was definitely peak cuddling ambiance.

“You’re really loving this,” he said rather cheekily.

“Shut up and drive,” was your retort and he laughed again.

“Yes ma’am,” he responded in a cheerful tone.

You enjoyed the blissful silence that came after. Gwil seemed to enjoy it too, and sometimes, silence between you two was a comforting thing; no words needed. After a few more moments, you opened your eyes again. You went out of the city, it seemed like—cars and tall buildings were replaced by grasslands and cattle. It was getting darker, the city lights getting fewer. Where was he going to take you?

“Are you awake?” He took a quick glance down to you.

“Hmm, yeah. Where are we?”

“We’re not far off from where your flat is,” he said, as if trying to assure you. He probably heard the sudden panic in your voice. “About fifteen minutes? We’ll be back just in time.”

“No...” was your immediate response. You didn’t want this to end, because it meant that you would have to go home—it meant you had the rest of the week to face, two more fucking days, and you abhorred that feeling of absolute dread more than anything else right now.

“Oh, but you have work tomorrow, we both do.”

You groaned a little more loudly than intended, “I know, but…I don’t want to hear the truth right now. I only want to hear the good things.”

You didn’t want to get angry, not right now, especially not at him. He’s the only one you have.

“Right, I apologise.”

This time, an odd silence ensued. You both could feel it, but you thought it was better to let it go. You did say you only wanted to hear good things today.

“Erm,” he broke the silence, a bit hesitant, “you know what, you never told me what your favourite colour was.”

“What?” you were surprised to hear that question at this moment. Although, it was true—you had never told him what your favourite colour was, because, you never thought he would be interested in things like that. Gwilym was more of a conceptual thinker, an introspective kind of guy, so anything of this sort was too trivial to him. Honestly, it was cute that he’s bringing it up now. He’s trying.

“Uh, blue, I think,” you lifted your head to meet his gaze. Like his eyes. “Like your eyes.”

He blushed, but attempted to cover it up by saying, “You’re only saying that because you’re grateful that I’m spending my petrol on you.”

You giggled, “That is the least sexy thing you’ve ever said tonight.”

“Hey, you laughed! That’s my girl!”

And that’s when you realised: He was trying to take your mind off of things, distract you. He knew you were having a bad day, and he knew you didn’t want to talk about it. If you were honest, you wouldn’t know what to talk about with yourself either. He’s trying. You thought it’s the cutest thing.

And most importantly, this reminded you that he’s there to take care of you when you needed him most. Always.

“I know what you’re trying to do,” you gave him a smirk.

He chuckled, “Well, it worked, didn’t it? Besides, I do enjoy spending time with you. It doesn’t matter what we are doing. I don’t care if it’s stupid or pointless, as long as we’re both having fun, yeah?”

“Truer words have never been spoken,” you nodded and laid your head back on his shoulder.

“Oh, you know I’m right.” You laughed. He then squeezed your hand before kissing it, smiling as he did so.

You closed your eyes again. You hadn’t noticed all this time, but there had been music playing on the radio; it was turned down, but not all the way. You’d really love some music right now.

“Gwil, could you turn the volume up on the radio?”

“Of course.”

The radio DJ began, “Next up, a song from the hit movie Music and Lyrics, ‘Pop! Goes My Heart’ by Hugh Grant.”

“What in the fuck,” Gwilym was appalled, clearly, and you never usually heard him swear that aggressively.

It made you smile.

And of course, he noticed. “What’s that smile for?”

“Nothing—it’s a cute song. It’s fun!” Then, it reminded you of something that had been on your mind for a while now. “You know, you should do romcoms more.”

“What?” he was more confused than angry. “I’m bad at those.”

“No, you’re not.” you bit your lip—you wanted to say he was great at romance based on your experience, but you knew he would say that it’s different, that because it’s you. The song was fun anyway, so you decided to focus on that.

“I can imagine you dressed up as a pop star in the 80’s, wearing a white studded polo, a black scarf that can engulf you whole, studded bracelets, that checkered belt around white trousers! I mean, you pulled off Brian May’s hair; I’m pretty sure you can pull off a mullet.” You put your tongue out just to annoy him.

He scoffed, but he was smirking. “No more costumes and wigs for me for the moment, thanks.”

“But you would be so cute though!” your voice went a pitch higher as you lifted your head up to face him. “You playing the piano, singing, dancing—!"

“You like my little hip shakes, huh,” he demonstrated (but still focused on his driving). “I said I wasn’t gonna lose my head, but then, pop! goes my heart~”

“Careful with that—you’re driving! You’re mental!”

Though, you had to admit, he looked good doing it. He sounded good, too. He’s perfect.

He laughed, “Perhaps you’re right. If they decide to do a remake of Music and Lyrics in another 10 years, maybe I’ll say yes. I’ll probably be Hugh Grant’s age when he did it.”

“I’d watch a remake now, to be honest,” you linked your arm with his one more time and held it really closely. You looked ahead to watch the road; you noticed he was driving back into the city again. Your heart sank—the reality started to set in again, that you had to go back to your regular life, to the routine. You wished this could last forever. If only.

“You’re living that romcom now though, don’t you agree?” he whispered, breaking your train of thought. Without warning too, so it gave you goosebumps. The good kind.

“Not if it has to end soon,” you sighed. You were completely aware that this fun little ride had to end at some point. You knew you would face the reality of life again, that you’re not always going to be happy. But then, you also realised: You had Gwil. And that’s enough.

He made a melancholic face too. “You know what love, I’ll promise you something if you promise me that you’ll stop gloating about it. Deal?”

You hummed an answer. You were sceptical, but oddly excited about it.

“Okay, I’ll pick you up from work every day from now—"

You screamed in glee. He covered his left ear almost immediately.

“I wasn’t done yet, love!” he had to exclaim over your excitement.

“Sorry.”

“I’ll pick you up from work every day from now on, unless I have work or I’m out of town or for some reason I can’t make it to you in time. Okay? That’s a promise.”

Just in time, he parked the car outside your building. The heavy rain seemed to have turned into just a drizzle—enough not to need an umbrella—and it’s like a metaphor for your mood tonight. Before seeing Gwil, it had been sour, somber, melancholic, but now, it had become more optimistic, kind, merry. His promise was just cherry on top.

Sure, it wasn’t anything significant, but it made you excited, for the first time in a long while. That was rare.

Grateful, your eyes were twinkling. “You fucking promise?”

“I fucking promise,” his were too.

You reached out for an embrace, and he held you so tightly that you almost couldn’t breathe. It was still a good feeling. As he let go, he held your face delicately with his warm hands, his elongated fingers almost covering the sides of your face. He kissed you tenderly, and your noses touched afterwards, feeling the breath of each other in this cold, damp winter night.

“I love you,” he said, almost shyly.

“I love you too,” you said back, “and thank you for spending your petrol on me in this pointless fucking trip.”

He cracked up, “Good callback.”

“I do my best,” you bragged, shrugging.

“So, I’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?”

“Yeah of course!” you answered as you opened the car door and got out. “And Gwil?”

“Yeah?”

“Tomorrow I’ll drive. I know where we can take a detour.”

END.

A/N: A sequel may be possible? IDK. Let me know if you want one.

#fanfiction #gwilym lee x reader #gwilym lee

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heartbreakerholland · 6 years ago

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a temporary home [t.h. & h.o.]

part 3

Warnings: swearing, lots of arguing, a bad ending, 90% a tom chapter

Word Count: 4.1k

A/N: thank you to everyone for being so patient! i took a well needed break, for sake of my mental health, but i am back with the next part for this mini series! don't forget to give me feedback and tell me what you think might happen next! also, i am SO sorry if the read more doesn’t work!

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[pt. 2]

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Tom sat up in his bed, staring blankly at whatever his television was playing for him. He was too pent up in his thoughts to focus.

As soon as he heard soft snores come from Harrison's room, the brunette swung his feet off the bed. He stared at the ground for a moment, contemplating if this should really be done.

"Ah, fuck it," he told himself.

His socked feet padded over carpet then soon the hardwood floor after leaving his room. He slid them one beside the other, hoping the floorboards wouldn't creak and possibly wake his best friend. He knocked softly on your door, hoping there'd be no answer coming from you. It would be an acceptable excuse for not talking to you like he should, right?

"What?" your voice groggily called from the other side of the door.

"Damn it," Tom whispered. Now he actually does have to talk. He cleared his throat. "Y/N? It's Tom. We need to talk. Are you decent in there?"

He heard a mumble from you, which he hoped was a yes. He slowly turned the doorknob and welcomed himself in.

"What do you want?" you mumbled on your bed having clearly just woken up, faced away from him. "I'm sorry about Beth, okay? You don't have to talk to me because Hazzy said so, I know you hate me."

He rolled his eyes at your use of his friend's nickname, but pushed aside his annoyance and replied. "I guess I wasn't being too fair on you, so I'm sorry."

You slowly turned your body over to face him and pat the edge of your bed, signaling to Tom that he could sit. He did.

"Erm," you started. "I'll forgive you if you forgive me about Beth?"

He stared at you, ready to get this over with. "Alright." He stood up again and clapped his hands together, satisfied with this outcome. Easy. "Sounds like a done deal to me."

He took a step towards the door, ready to get some rest himself.

"Wait, Tom?"

God fucking dammit, he thought.

He turned around. "Mmm?"

You blinked. "You didn't deny hating me."

He blinked back. How the hell was he supposed to reply to that?

"Uh. . ." What was he supposed to say? Yeah Y/N, I didn't deny it because it's kind of true?

You chuckled and sat yourself up. "Do you think you could tell me why? I've got to have done something, right?"

He sighed and rubbed his face. To put it nicely, you weren't his favorite person. Of course there's more to it, but those were reasons he wasn't comfortable sharing.

"It's just me," he lied. "Not you, me. Can I go now? I'm tired." He took another step closer to the door.

You let out a dramatic sigh. "Tooooooom. C'mon. Be a good sport. What is it?"

He turned back around, ready more than ever now to put you back to sleep his own way. "I've got more energy to sleep, not hurt your feelings, Y/N." There. That was truthful.

You studied his face for a moment, then scrunched your eyebrows as if they were telling you that his reply wasn't good enough. "Tom, I'm living with you now. We need to face this problem eventually, and I'd rather do it now when my moving in is fresh, y'know? If you need to hurt my feelings to tell me the truth, then do it." You sat up straighter, bracing yourself.

He let out a hard breath. "You're just annoying, alright?" Half truth. "Whatever H sees in you, I don't. Don't take it too personally, Y/N." He impatiently scooted closer to the door. He wasn't in the mood to have this conversation and frankly, he didn't think he ever would be.

You swung your feet back and forth but stayed attentive to Tom's figure. You were somehow wide awake and he didn't like it one bit. "C'mon Tom. We both know there's more."

His fists clenched, you having already gotten on his nerves. "Drop it, Y/N." After a beat, he said, "I'm going to sleep." He took no time turning around completely and reaching a hand for the doorknob.

"No, Tom!" you suddenly exclaimed, which startled the both of you.

He turned his head around to see you were now standing up straight and had your fists clenched down at your sides. Your chest rose up and down faster than normal, and your eyes were wide.

"I'm tired of this," you said.

You now had his full attention, as he had moved around to lean his back on the door and cross his arms lazily, as if watching a boring show.

You continued, your voice gradually rising with each sentence. "You're gonna listen to me, alright? I'm done playing whatever game you're trying to win. Like I said, we are living together now and I deserve to know whatever you have against me." Words were spoken faster one after another, and you were running on this sudden adrenaline and dared to keep going. "Sure, I let you give me shit before, but it's different now because I am here and I'm not leaving anytime soon, alright? So spill."

He smiled to himself and chuckled, which only infuriated you more. You felt heat in your face rising and heart pounding with anger, ready to slap his insulting smirk off. Why was he so calm? It was aggravating.

Before you could speak your mind while still drunk on the sudden adrenaline, he replied.

"You just make it so easy, you know that, love?" Tom mused. "I can say and do whatever I want, but you let everything get to you and it's just so easy. . . A bit sad, really."

A flash of hurt uncovered in your eyes, but you ignored the choking feeling in your throat and stepped closer to Tom.

You were well aware it was never a good idea to be speaking bitter truths out loud. You prided yourself in having self control and being the bigger person, holding your words back so not to cause damage that would be there long after an argument.

This was not a moment to be proud of.

"Oh yeah, Tom?" Your toes were mere inches from his, and you looked him dead in those cursed brown eyes with all the bitterness you could find in yourself. "Say and do whatever you want, huh? Say I'm annoying all you want, but you should keep in mind that people can think the same for you."

Confusion came and went across Tom's features, signaling a small victory for yourself. You continued with an evil smirk similar to what he had before.

"If you weren't a self-centered fucking prick, then maybe you'd have realized that I wasn't the reason Beth didn't want to see you again. You did that all by yourself, Thomas."

You crossed your arms in triumph while his fell, along with his face.

High on this win, your mouth kept running.

"Yeah, Mister Perfect. Wanna know what she told me when you weren't listening? You were just another pretty face to look at, and not much else to her. Even a stranger can see that a brick has more personality than you."

Those weren't exactly her words. . . at all. You weren't even sure where this word vomit was coming from. Tom wasn't that bad and even you knew it, but anything you said at this point could be the truth to him. You had his attention and your own pent up anger, and what better combination?

The hurt appeared over his features and was stuck there. Looking at it, you suddenly realized what went wrong. You had gone too far, said a lie that would surely stay in the back of his mind forev—

"Keep telling yourself that, darling.”

His eyebrows were scrunched and he was looking down at you. Tom had a calm exterior but it was like you could actually see pieces of it cracking away to show that you had hit his boiling point.

"If it really helps you sleep at night," he murmured, "then keep telling yourself tha—"

"Oh what the hell is that supposed to mean!"

He towered over you and you instinctively stepped back. He kept creeping forward and caused you to go backward until you hit the edge of your bed from behind.

"You know exactly what I'm on about!"

You were half seated on the bed while Tom was still completely standing, nearly hovering over you.

He continued. "Don't you play innocent, you fuckin' snake! First you went off and ruined Harrison's life but that doesn't mean you could go off and ruin mine too, you div!"

You were both breathing heavily, the air in your room thick and hot. "What're you on about? Harrison and I are best friends, dumbass! How would I ruin his—"

"Oh you fuckin' know how! Pretend like you didn't do it all you want, but I know the truth! I know the truth, and you're a fuckin' bitch for doing that to him."

Tom calling you that caught you completely off guard.

You held yourself up with your arms and returned his threatening stare, though all that repeated in your mind was bitch. After a silent moment, you composed yourself and spoke up again. "What the hell are you talking about? Harrison and I are best friends, and you damn well know I'd never hurt him, Tom. Stop feeding yourself bullsh—"

"You're bullshit!" His fists were clenched, eyes never leaving you. His accent grew thicker and you struggled a bit to understand the slurred words mixed with his high volumes. "You're fuckin' full of yourself, Y/N, y'know that? All ya fuckin' do is worry 'bout yourself and ya never care 'bout anyone else 'round ya!"

He never gave you a chance to speak up or interrupt. Tom was on a roll now, and it would require just as much luck as finding a four leaf clover in his hair to stop him.

"I was the one pickin' up all 'ose pieces of 'im that you broke when ya left for that dumbarse, James. I'd think you'd have remembered but I thought wrong, 'cause you're so caught up in your own little world!"

"What—"

"Don't fuckin' 'what' me! You think I don' know 'bout what you did with Isabella, huh? I'm not fuckin' stupid, Y/N." He stopped suddenly, chest rising and falling rapidly with his hard breaths.

You were frozen, staring at him. You watched as his reddened skin calmed and went away, while his fists slowly unclenched.

To say you were shocked would've been an understatement. Sure, you had regrets, but you pushed those memories down and swore that they'd never resurface. Obviously, based on Tom's words, you were wrong.

You gave him a moment to calm down and catch his breath before speaking. It also gave you time to think of what you needed to say next.

You looked down at your feet hovering over the ground, with Tom's practically right underneath yours from the close proximity. Neither of you dared to move away from each other.

"I didn't mean to do it," you muttered.

You purposely shut those memories out, and from how long ago it happened? It was hard to even remember how exactly things went. One of the few things you were sure of, however, was what you just told Tom.

He took a deep breath and moved to sit next to you on the bed, both of you finally calm from your outbursts.

"Didn't mean to do what, huh?" He said softly. "Get rid of her or fall in love with him?"

You immediately looked up at Tom's face. "I'm not—I wasn't—I never was in love with Harrison!" He smirked at your rambles, but you didn't notice it and continued. "I just—I didn't mean to—It was just a little crush, alright! You know that Tom, you're the only person I told! Don't tease me about it."

He put his hands up in a don't shoot motion and shook his head playfully. "I'm not, Y/N, I'm not. . . What I'm sayin' is, you go around preaching that you're so perfect, that nothin's wrong with you. But it sounds to me like you just forgot what you've done."

You looked down at your hands, finally feeling embarrassment from Tom's truth.

"Harrison. . ." Tom continued slowly, looking at you. "You hurt him, Y/N. Now don't go off telling him I said that, because he didn't want you to know that he was as hurt as he was. . . I don't think he knows it himself actually, but yeah, you hurt him just as much as Isabella did."

You raised your head and met his gaze. "What am I supposed to do about that, Tom? That was years ago. It was always something that everyone silently agreed not to talk about."

He shrugged, and raised himself from the bed. "Aye, do what you want with it. You asked why I don't like you. I answered."

You grinned. "Does that mean we're friends again? Back to how it was before?" It was childish, the way you asked, but maybe you felt a little too desperate to be on good terms with Tom again to say anything differently.

He chuckled and motioned for a hug. "Yeah, alright. Whatever."

You lifted yourself from your bed and welcomed the side hug graciously with a smile.

"Don't think we could go right back to how it was before—that was how many years ago? Jesus." Tom said. "We weren't even that close back then either. But sure. Friends, I guess."

He freed his arm from around you and began walking back to the door, and you followed with a smile.

"No more tea with too much sugar is a start," you teased.

"No no no," he said. He put his hand on the doorknob but didn't turn it just yet. "That's all you—You've just got bad taste, darling."

You scoffed and playfully put a hand over your chest in mock hurt. "What's that supposed to mean, Thomas?"

"Blonds and no sugar, really?"

"Tom!"

The buzzing of your phone woke you up. You groggily looked at your window, greeted with the morning sun shining through the blinds and the tweeting of birds to accompany it. You groaned before picking up your phone and answering, not bothering to check who was calling.

"Y/N! Y/N!" A high pitched voice exclaimed from the other end. "How could you not tell me?"

You scrunched your eyebrows in confusion. Finally opening your eyes, you looked at the caller ID and saw it was Beth calling you, and also that it was considerably late in the morning for you to still be asleep.

You cleared your throat, dry from sleeping, and hoped it wouldn't sound rough. "Not tell you what?"

You coughed, it clearly having not worked. You sat up and grabbed a water bottle at your bedside table, drinking it while listening to Beth's voice.

"That Tom Holland is freaking Spider-Man!"

You put the bottle down and rolled your eyes. Seriously? She was calling about that?

"Well, yeah," you replied grumpily. "I just assumed everyone knew already."

"I didn't!" She was so loud that you had to take the phone away from your ear.

You sighed, already seeing where this would be going.

"You live with him, right?" Beth continued. "Can I come over? We need to talk—"

"Sorry, Beth," you interrupted. "I don't think that's a good idea. I have to go now, bye."

Before she could put another word in, you hung up. You were disappointed, to say the least. She seemed like a genuine person, but a second of possible fame revealed otherwise, like it always did.

You sighed again and put your phone down. "There goes another friend," you muttered.

You shook it off. This wasn't the first time, and you knew it wouldn't be the last. Perks of association, as Harrison would joke. Sure, Tom got special treatment for being in the spotlight, but you and Harrison and any other friends of Tom's had to deal with the people trying to climb out of the shadows. This was just another one of those times, and maybe it meant constantly losing friends, but you and H tried to see the bright side of things. "At least it shows where their heads' at," he would say, followed by your agreement.

You crept out of your room, phone in hand, and groggily rubbed your eyes.

"There's the beast!" a voice announced.

Spots briefly danced in your vision, but as soon as it cleared you were greeted with the sight of Tom and Harrison. They were seated comfortably on the couches with an ungodly amount of pizza boxes on the table in front of them. They were watching a soccer game—or football, as they'd say—and were too invested to formally greet you.

The sky outside was a cloudy gray, completely illuminating the flat and the boys inside. Tom's dog, Tessa, was curled up and sleeping next to him. Harrison, alone on his side of the couch, glanced from you and the television screen.

You walked up behind Harrison, who called you the beast, and greeted him by ruffling his hair. He allowed you to do so for a moment then stopped you by placing his hand on your wrist.

He looked up at you and smiled. "'Ello, love. Saved some pizza for ya."

You smiled back at him. "Thanks, Haz." You walked around the couch and grabbed a slice from the table. You placed your phone next to the boxes then sat yourself next to Harrison.

You weren't sure how obvious it was to the guys, but you definitely felt lighter, like the talk with Tom last night lifted a weight off your chest. It was about time, if you really thought about it. You never realized until now that you met James around the same time you met Tom, and since then he treated you like an unbreakable curse. The short explanation that he gave you last night made the pieces click together, and it had you finally see where he was coming from. If you had to help heal your friend's cracked heart while the one who did the breaking was still in the picture, you probably would've acted just the same.

You weren't as into the game as the boys were, even after you finished your pizza. It was going slow, and the team they were rooting for didn't seem like they would win anyways.

You had your head resting on top of one of the couch's arms and your legs over Harrison's lap. Full from the food and completely comfortable laying down, sleep welcomed you no matter how loud the boys got from the game.

"Who the fuck keeps messaging Y/N?" Tom said aloud. Your phone had been vibrating on the table for a while, though it did nothing to disturb your nap.

Harrison shrugged, his hands softly massaging your legs. "Wanna check?" he asked. "Might be important."

"Why can't you?" the other boy said. He was already comfortable in his spot on the large couch, and he still wasn't as close to you as Harrison was to be going on your phone either.

"I don't wanna wake her up."

Tom rolled his eyes and got up. Having to find a comfortable position again was annoying, but hearing your phone constantly go off was worse. He lifted the screen to his eyes and skimmed the messages on your lock screen, all from the same person.

Each message reached into him and brought out a lump in his throat. It was Beth, and she was messaging you about him. That wasn't even the worst part, it was that she kept saying that she wanted to see Tom again.

"Who is it?" Harrison asked.

"It's. . . Uh."

Suddenly your phone began ringing again, the caller ID showing it was the same person. Without thinking, Tom answered the call.

"Hello?" he started. He sat himself back on the couch, and Harrison generously turned the volume of the television down.

"Y/N?" Beth said from the other side. "Is this Y/N?"

"No, this is Tom. Y/N's, erm, asleep right now."

"Oh, perfect!" She sounded giddy, to his surprise. "I wanted to talk to you actually."

"Oh did you?" He placed an arm over his chance, smirking at what he expected Beth to say.

"Yeah," she continued. "Y/N's not let me talk to you—she's said that I shouldn't—but I'd really like to go for another shot at a date, if you'd like?"

His eyes travelled to your sleeping figure, oblivious to the situation at hand. He felt his skin gradually heat up with anger, unable to believe that you were bold enough to keep Tom from dating someone he clearly liked. First Harrison, and now him?

Your body began to stir, and Harrison motioned for Tom to end the call already so you wouldn't wake to see him on your phone.

As soon as your eyes began to flutter open, Tom kept his watch on you and replied, "Y'know what? I'd love to. You've got my number, yeah? Alright, just text me, love. Cheers."

He ended the call and observed your reaction to his delight. You looked astonished, to say the least, while Harrison sat in confusion.

"Who was that?" you asked him carefully.

He shrugged and tossed the phone on the couch cushions, pretending that he didn't want to wring you dry. "I'm sure you've already got an idea, darling."

"Tom."

"It was Beth. She had a very important message, which apparently you tried to hide from me, eh?"

You and Harrison tensed at the words, Harrison ready to defend you if he needed to.

"Tom," you said again. You rose from the couch and stood to face him. "You don't know the whole story—"

"This is bullshit," he interrupted. He stood and faced you completely, and you winced at his words. "I knew I couldn't trust you. You listen to my lil speech last night, say we should give it a go at being friends, and not even 24 hours later you're already going off behind my back? Really, Y/N? I'm done. I wish I could say I'm surprised."

Harrison stood too, slightly behind you. He raised a hand, like Tom was a wild dog that needed to be caught. "Tom," he warned. "You've got to chill, mate. I'm sure Y/N can explain if you let her."

"If I let her?" Tom said louder.

You backed away a bit, realizing this wasn't one of those times where you could put your word in. You stood next to Harrison, both of you anticipating Tom's next move.

He spoke softer now, as if regaining his temper. "Look," he breathed out. "I'm sorry for yellin' so much, Y/N. We know that's not me. I promise, it's not me. But I'll just let you know now that you can tell me any excuse you want, explain whatever you want, but I'll never believe you. Friends don't keep friends from goin' on dates." He gave you a small squint at that last sentence. "Clearly you've got some work to do on knowing what a friend does. You've been havin' problems with it for a coupl'a years now."

Harrison scrunched his eyebrows in more confusion, looking back and forth between the two of you. In another beat, Tom walked away and into his room, Tessa jumping off the couch and following him.

Harrison lead you to sit back on the couch next to him. You slumped your shoulders and put your head on him, which he welcomed with an embrace.

You were exhausted. Only a couple of hours had gone by with relief. The air was cleared, the water got a bit cleaner, the weights were lifted. It was the next step with Tom, but now you'd gone back ten steps and you didn't know how to get any further.

"This is too much, Haz," you finally said.

He rested his chin on the top of your head and was rubbing your arm comfortingly. "I know, love," he murmured. He didn't ask for you to explain what had just happened, and for that, you silently thanked him.

"Should I try to talk to him?" you asked, speaking towards Haz's chest.

You felt him shake his head slightly, and you sighed.

There was a part of you that was grateful of what Tom said, specifically because he didn't mention a certain someone that the two of you spoke of the night before. You could deal with whatever backlash he had for you, but you didn't know if you'd ever be able to handle Harrison knowing what happened with her.

Everything was laid out on the table between you and Tom, but he was the only one who could use anything to his advantage. It was like you were there only to watch and see whether or not Tom dared play his cards to win.

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thedyslexicbard · 7 years ago

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Mean Girls Part 2

A/N okay so part one blew up in two days so wow thanks so much and i have been requested for a part two so here it is if you want more just ask ill be happy to and if you want to be tagged by all means just ask

Wednesday Lunch

“Look at you that top is so cute Y/N” Liz exclaimed as Y/N sat down at the table

“thanks erm i think its Gucci-”

“SHUT UP !! let me see the tag” Liz stood rounding the table to look at the tag on Y/N top “holy shit its even better its the Chanel knit sweater ” Liz screamed sitting next to Y/N

Beckie leaned in in began to speak in a hushed tone “well seeming as you are one of us now its time to lay down some ground rules: Number one You cant wear a tank top two days in a row, and only have your hair in a pony tail once a week and you chose today which is fine.” Y/N smiled

“oh and we only wear Jeans or track suits on Friday's oh and if you break any of these rules you cant sit with us at lunch and not just you but any of us so like if i was wearing jeans today i would be sat over there at the weirdo table”

Beckie motioned to the table Ned and Peter were being adorable dorks

“oh and we always vote to see if you can eat lunch with us because you have to be considerate to the rest of the group, like you wouldn't by a skirt without asking us first if it looks good on you”

“i wouldn’t” Y/N became lost she had no idea this is normal girl world stuff she just lived on 5 cups of coffee, 2 hours of sleep and mainly spent free time in the Lab with her dad or helping the Avengers on missions being the ‘guy in the chair’

“Exactly” Beckie Finished tucking into her salad, Y/N was overwhelmed with information

for the next 2 minuets the table sat in silence Y/N Looked over at Peter he had his right hand holding his head whilst he dreamily watched his girlfriend Y/N let out a giggle waving to him, he noticed and nearly choked on his sandwich as he fumbled around trying to wave back Y/N stifled her laugh earning her a questionable look from the plastics. Liz opened up her sandwich

“hey is Butter a carb?”

“what?” Y/N was confused she could understand her dad asking this question when he was sleep deprived and running off gluten free waffles but the ex head of the decathlon was a new level,

“Ugh whatever im getting cheese fries” Beckie watched Liz leave for the line before asking

“So Y/N got you eye on any guys here?”

“errm well peter and I have been dating for a few months-”

“OMG NO You can’t Date Peter he was Lizs ex boyfriend he left her at homecoming alone! friends ex boyfriends are of limits to friends thats like the rules of feminism

“thats not it works”

“i wont tell Liz what you said it will be our little secret”

“what secret?”Liz spoke her mouth full of chips

“oh you know th-”

“OMG you should totes invite Y/N to your house tonight liz” Britney interrupts twirling her hair between her fingers

“totes, so do you wanna come over?”

“oh errm ill have to-” Y/N hesitated

“great see you after school” and with that Liz, Beckie and Britney left in unison.

“Hey Y/N how was being a plastic?” peter slung his arm Y/N planting a kiss on her temple,

“horrible i bet” MJ answered with a smirk

“horrible is an understatement she thought butter was a carb and now i’m invited to go over to her house tonight” Y/N whined dropping her head in hers hands

“but tonight is Lego and star wars night!!”

“Yeah Y/N you said you were going to help me and Ned finish the new rebel base” Peter looked at his girlfriend pulling her into a hug

“god you three are such nerds anyway see you nerds later”

“Bye MJ,, Look i tried to get out of i really did and-” before y/N could finish Liz, Britney and Beckie pulled up in a porche

“GET IN LOSER WERE GOING”

“ill see you later” y/n Kissed peter goodbye before getting in the car

“Wow your house is so nice” Y/N commented looking at the modern structure trying not to sound mean

“i know right” Liz said smugly strolling to the front door before Y/N could follow Beckie pulled her to one side

“make sure you check out her moms boob job there hard as rocks” Y/N was shocked by the comment as she continued into the house she followed the plastics to the kitchen

“im home” Liz shouted the sound of music blasted from the tv as an older woman dressed head to toe in a pink velvet track suit emerged from behind the counter

“Hey, hey, hey how are my girlfriends?” she smiled

“Hey Ms. Toomes this is Y/N Stark” Beckie greeted motion towards Y/N

“well hello” sh

“Oh hi”

“Welcome to our home Y/N” she walked towards Y/N embracing her into a hug ‘Holy Shit this is like trying to hug dad in his suit’ Y/n thought as the woman crushed her with her chest

“i Just want you to know if you need anything don’t be shy okay.. there are no rules in this house im not like a regular mom im a cool mom right liz”

“please stop talking” Liz smiled walking towards her room with the others in tow

“okay im gonna make you girls a hump day treat ” she called after them

“This is your room?” Y/N asked, compared to hers it was kind of small she moved around the bed looking at various pictures and books Liz had on the shelves

“well it was my parents room before dad got locked up so i got it instead” Liz took off her shoes and headed towards the mirror

Y/N noticed a picture of Peter and Liz on homecoming she felt a pain shoot through her body Why would she have a picture of peter and her together? she thought before being interrupted

“omg i like love this song, Hey Y/N do you even know who sings this?” Liz asked as she noticed Y/N looking at the picture

“err the spice girls?” Y/N didnt care she only listened to old rock songs or anything that her dad was playing in the lab

“haha omg that’s so cute shes like an alien” Liz laughed

“OMG My hips are huge” Britney cried

“oh please i hate my calves”

“Ugh at least you can wear halters i have man shoulders” Liz whined

Y/N only new a person could be either fat or skinny but since knowing the plastics she found that so much could be wrong. Y/N train of thought derailed as all three of the girls looked at her “Oh um i have really bad sense of fashion” before anyone could comment Lizs mom entered the room

“Hey you guys happy hour is from 4 to 6″ Ms Toomes walked in carrying a tray of cocktails, the girls each took one Y/N looked at the red concoction#

“hey um is there alcohol in this?” Y/N asked hesitantly picking up the glass if her dad found out she had even a drop of alcohol before her 21st birthday there would be hell to play

Ms. Toomes gasped “oh god hunny no what kind of mother do you think i am ... why do you want a little bit if you are going to drink id rather you do it in the house”

“Oh no thank you” Y/N sipped the cocktail avoiding eye contact with the woman

“Oh my god look at this” Britney sighed pulling out a pink book labled ‘Burn Book’

“ugh i haven't looked at that in ages”

“come check it out Y/N its our Burn Book we cut out girls pictures from the year book and write stuff about them” beckie and britney flipped through the pages “Mary Jane the-”

“wait who is that next to her” Britney asked pointing to Ned

“oh that’s Ned hes to Dorky to function” Y/N said earning a laugh from the girls

“thats funny put that in” Liz laughed ‘oh shit i guess it was only okay when peter and MJ said it’ Y/N thought “hey errm thanks for inviting me over but i have to go”

“so soon such a shame Y/N well see you tomorrow!” Liz pouted hugging Y/N goodbye

“Hey screwdriver how was school?” Tony greeted his daughter as she entered the tower Y/N threw herself on the couch face first getting a sympathetic pat on the head from Nat

“horrible this sweater is so itchy, i had dinner with the three stooges and i was asked if butter was a carb”

“is it a carb?”

“SHUT UP BARTON” Tony and y/N shouted in unison at Clint who threw his hands up in response,

A/N: Heck this was slightly longer than i anticipated but here it is mean girls part 2 enjoy i had a lot of fun writing this i might do a part 3 if you want XX ~Jess

#tony stark #tony stark x daughter!reader #peter parker x reader #peter parker x stark!reader #tony stark fanfiction #marvel #iron man #tony stank

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hoeiplier · 7 years ago

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hjkfdg imagine Dark calling Yan "kitten" oH my go d and Yan's all like hOLY SHIT

TAG URSELF IM YANshe imagines herself on dark's lap, her own love, her own senpai, putting on a show for him in the meeting room. none of those other idiot egos or loud obnoxious egos bothering them. just them, alone.she smiles, much more confident than before, as she grinds down and shows off what little her skirt covers, grinding against his lap and cock. showing off the lace panties and stockings she always wore just for him. in the colors of black and red, always for him. she leans over and takes his head in her hands as his usually ringing and glitching quiet down."i love you, senpai." she giggles as she continues her little show, dancing and grinding all over him. a tiny moan escapes her cherry lipgloss lips as dark grabs her hip and ass. kneading the perky bottom in one palm."fuck," he groans, pulling her close enough to feel the hard outline of his cock in his suit."oh fuck, kitten, you don't know what you do to me."a full body shudder runs through her as she settles down on his lap, whimpering. the hand that had been on her ass slowly making its way into her panties. inching near her entrance, her excitement high and cock as hard as can be as she thinks of what senpai will do to her. "s-say it again, p-please senpai," she begs."what? call you my little kitten? my little kitten to play," dark teases her entrance, "and fuck whenever i please? my little kitten who i love so much..."she gasps and grinds against his thigh."oh kitten, oh kitten, oh my lovely little kitten.."wait...why is his voice trailing off? what the fuck?"kitten...kitten? yan. yan!"she awake with a start from a hard slap to the table. gasping as she sits up from the table she was using as a makeshift pillow.the egos' meeting table.with said idiots surrounding her, bing at her left and king at her right. and sandwiched in between her snd bing was dark, slamming the table.oh fuck. was...was that all a dream? "y-yeah, dark?""i guess college classes must be wearing you out if you sleep during meetings now." he snarls, standing straight up, "i suggest you fix your sleeping schedule to make sure you dont sleep in our meetings like some kitten, okay?"/oh fuck/."y-yeah, erm...biology is tiring me out," she bows her head as the heat in her lower belly pools, "w-won't happen again, sir.""indeed." he goes back to the front of the room and continues explaining mark's channel stats and how they can sabotage his nudes calendar.yan could care less. awkwardly shifting in her seat to hide her hard on in her skirt. she just.../really/ needed to get back home to her own apartment now and take care of her little problem for senpailike a good little kitten.

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i-amusemyself · 7 years ago

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All 100 Questions.

Bloody hell okay thank you!!! 😄😄😄

1. Is a kiss considered cheating?Yeah, Id say so.

2. Have you ever faked orgasm?Aint never had anyone to fake it with 😂 Ngl tho its the sort of thing id do (which is terrible i know)

3. If you could have one super power, what would it be?Mind reading.

4. Do you think youre gonna be rich in 7-8-9 years?I’d be worried if I didnt have more money than I have now, but idk.

5. Tell us some funny drunk story?Oh jeez erm, I don’t really have any 😂 My friends occasionally remind me of the time at the school christmas ball one of the business teachers turned up and I quickly ran away while aggressively whispering “oh no he knows im a lesbian, aimee told him”.

6. Why are you no longer together with your ex?We work better as friends, its less stressful.

7. If you had to choose one way to die what would it be?See I’m really torn with this question. Part of me thinks itd be nice just to go in my sleep, with a heart attack or something. Its quick and painless you know.But equally I wonder if it would be better to maybe, like, have something where I knew I was gonna die. Because then I’d have time to try and do everything on my bucket list and say goodbye to everyone. Also maybe at that point I’d welcome death lmao.

8. What are your current goals?Idk? Im waiting on A level results which I really hope I’ve done well in.I hope to make lots of new friends at uni and learn how to look after myself quickly I guess. I dont know.

9. Do you like someone?I like a lot of people 😆

10. Who was the last person to disappoint you?Im really not sure??? There arent many people I expect anything from and even then my standards are pretty low. So like, I dont really get disappointed by people, only occasionally by situations.

11. Do you like your body?I could hate it a lot more, but I wouldnt say I’m happy with my body or general appearance. I struggle a lot with my features and my weight and the scars I have (which is ridiculous but thats what mental illness is)

12. Can you keep a diet?I mean if I wasnt on the diet im on rn (with lots of restrictions) id probs be in hospital 😂

13. If the whole world was listening to you right now, what would you say?Honestly id pass out under the pressure of it 😂 idk, id tell them all to take a chill pill but no one would listen.

14. Do you work?Nah, i had 3 jobs at once last yeah but now I’ve ended up with none.

15. If you could choose only one food to eat for the rest of your life what would it be?Either garlic bread or chocolate I cant decide!

16. Would you get a tattoo?I’m v much planning on getting one in the near future so yh!!

17. Something you dont mind spending all your money on?Plane tickets.

18. Can you drive?Yeah! I havent driven since I passed my test, but hopefully I havent forgotten how to that quickly!

19. When was the last time someone told you youre beautiful?…I cant remember. Thats depressing (not that I blame them).

20. What was the last thing you cried for?Argh I have no idea why I was crying, my brain just wasnt doing its job so everything made me stressed and sad.

21. Do you keep a journal?I keep a blog for diary posts but besides that nah

22. Is life fun?If you allow it to be, yeah

23. Is farting in front of people irrelevant?Tf is that supposed to mean? I guess if you know the person well it is.

24. Whats your dream car?I dont know about Dream Car, id have to research it loads to decide what my absolute fave it. Although rn I’d really love a ‘67 VW beetle bc theyre small and cheap on insurance 😂

25. Are grades in school important?My own grades are super important to me, (to the point its probably unhealthy) but in terms of how the people around me do, it doesnt really matter to me. I mean, I want everyone to do well, but I dont judge people based on it.

26. Describe your crush.She’s funny and all around awesome and interesting and good at deep convos and beautiful and way out of my league.

27. What was the last book/movie that really impressed you?The last one I read called The Bell Jar. It was unlike anything I’ve ever read and made me think about a lot of things. Also I related a lot with the main character.

28. What was your last lie?Eh, probably “im fine”.

29. Dumbest lie you ever told?Idk?? I only keep track of the good lies 😉

30. Is crying in front of people embarrasing?It shouldnt be but yeah, I try my best not to.

31. Something you did and are proud of?Umm, idk im p proud of playing basketball and representing my region/training with england. But i quit that so 👏 dicks out for my regrettable decisions 👏

32. Whats your favourite cocktail?Never had one

33. Something you are good at?Annoying people and being clingy 😂 also maths ig

34. Do you like small kids?It depends on the child, the day of the week, the lunar cycle, my menstrual cycle, how hungry I am…Yh legit sometimes I hate them sometimes I love them.

35. How are you feeling right now?Great omg I just got my best friend to watch mamma mia and now shes high on life next to me.

36. What would you name your daughter/son?🤐 there are a couple of names for girls I like and like 2 boys names? But i dont wanna say bc theyre embarrasing.

37. What do you need to be happy?Good company, good food and possibly music.

38. Is there someone you want to punch in the face right now?Theres always at least 3 people I would love to punch 😂

39. What was the last gift you recieved?My best friend got me a necklace and I almost cried its so beautiful

40. What was the last gift you gave?The gift of my company @only-slightly-dangerous 😉😉😉

41. What was the last concert you went to?I went to to see Amber Run in february

42. Favourite place to shop at?Um, as in shop? A place called blue banana probs (england’s hot topic smh)

43. Who inspires you?Kaitlyn Alexander bc they helped me to understand who I am and how I feel and to be loud and proud about it.And Luke Cutforth bc he’s so open about his mental health and struggles with self harm but hes so happy now.

44. How old were you when you first got drunk?18 lmao

45. How old were you when you first got high?It aint happened yet (and i dont really want it to)

46. How old were you when you first had sex?It aint happened yet smh

47. When was your first kiss?As far as im concerned never

48. Something you want to do until the end this year?What….does this mean….? Idk???

49. Is there something in the past you wish you hadnt done?It’s more stuff I wish I had done tbh. I suppose I said things I shouldnt have or got too involved in drama, but you kinda need all that secondary school shit to learn from it

50. Post a selfie.Lmao nah fam

51. Who are you most comfortable around?My best friend by a mile. Privacy who?

52. Name one thing that terrifies you.Abandonment without explanation.

53. What kind of books do you read?Anything non fiction about medicine/being a doctor/disease/psycopaths.Besides that whatever has been recommended.

54. What would you tell your 12 y/o self?1. Youre gay2. You and I both know you arent joking about being “a dude trapped in a girls body” stop laughing it off and confront it.3. Stand up for yourself.4. Chill out.5. Laugh a lot more omg

55. What is your favourite flower?It’s between petunias and roses

56. Any bad habits you have?Not answering peoples messages unless theyre Certain Person A or Certain Person B.

57. What kind of people are you attracted to?Ones that are out of my league and could kick my ass apparently. Also ones that are kind, listen and think a lot I guess

58. What was the last thing you cried for?Already answered

59. Is there something you dont eat? A food that truly disgusts you?I dont eat loads of stuff bc my guts hate me 😂 but besides all that I’m actually the worlds least picky eater. The only thing I dont like is raw tomato. Thats it.

60. Are you in love?I wish

61. Something you find romantic?All the clichés ngl 😂 just anything that says “i love you” or “i was thinking about you” really

62. How long was your longest relationship?Like 4 months? Barely long term.

63. What are 3 things that irritate you about the same sex?Oh jeez i hate these theyre so stereotype-y1. Bitching2. Not supporting each other3. ….?

64. What are 3 things that irritate you about the opposite sex?1. Not supporting each other2. Massive egos3. Yelling

65. What are you saving money for?Uni so I dont starve to death!

66. How would you describe your bad side?Hmm, idk, it depends what someone did to get on my bad side. I’d say stubborn, bitter and angry tho usually.

67. Are you actually a good person? Why?I could be wrong but I think so long as someone has morally good intentions they are usually a good person, whether they always succeed or not. So yeah, I like to think I am.

68. What are you living for?My friends and the hope I have for my future.

69. Have you ever done anything illegal?Piracy? Thats it.

70. Do you like your money?….did I type this question wrong or??

71. Have you ever made someone feel bad about themselves intentionally?Okay, the honest answer? Yeah. When I was a lot younger and less mature and someone said something that hurt me, I tried to retaliate with equally hurtful comments. I like to think I wouldnt do that now.

72. Ever sent nudes?Lol no

73. Have you ever cheated on someone?Hell no

74. Favourite candy?All candy hates me 😂

75. Is there a blog you visit everyday or almost every day? Tag them.Yeah @oneshappyplace knows I regularly spam her with notes in search or Quality Memes (im so sorry)

76. Do you play any computer games? Whats ur fave?Nah, as if I have time 😂

77. Favourite TV series?Argh I canny choose? I love the IT Crowd, I love supernatural, I love Sherlock, I love in the flesh…

78. Are you religious? Does God exist?I’m not religious and personally I don’t believe there’s a god or higher power but I could be wrong.

79. What was the last book you read? Did it impress you and why?The Bell Jar. See 27.

80. What do you think about vegetarians and veganism?I respect it I guess? At one point I was p much a vegetarian until I had to restrict my diet sooo. Tho I could never be one now, let alone a vegan.

81. How long have you been on tumblr?Too long 😂😂😂 Like 3 or 4 years?

82. Do you like chinese food?Love it!

83. McDonalds or Subway?(Never been to subway so) McDonalds.

84. Vodka or Whisky?(Never had whisky so) Vodka.

85. Alcohol or Drugs?(Never had drugs so) Alcohol.

86. Ever been out of your country?I’m currently in the USA so yeah 😂

87. Meaning behind your blog name?It’s p self explanatory and also v true

88. What are you scared of?Abandonment, deep water, knives, toys with battery packs.

89. Last time you were insulted?Ugh, probs like when I met up with a load of school friends for our leaver’s ball.

90. Most traumatic experience?I’d rather not answer that lmao (plus itd take a long time to type)

91. Perfect date idea?Chilling and listening to each other’s favourite songs while coexisting and eating fast food 😂 that or ikea ngl

92. Favourite app on your phone?Tumblr. Even though I hate it, it also keeps me sane.

93. What colour are the walls in your room?White and blue.

94. Do you watch youtube? Who is your favourite youtuber?I love so many youtubers omg. Lukeisnotsexy, mileschronicles, realisticallysaying and filthy frank are faves

95. Share your favourite quote.Pick your fights.

96. What is the meaning of life?To live life to the fullest so youre happy and have minimal regrets. Also to be kind and helpful so even if you dont change the world you might help someone else to.

97. Do you like horror movies?I think….? But I’m not good at watching them alone 😂

98. Have you ever made your mum cry? What happened?Eh…again, would rather not answer (we got some nice supressed memories here)

99. Do you feel lucky or special in any way?I’m still totally in awe of how lucky I am to have met my best friend from 3000 miles away. Like, the probability of it was so so slim and yet here we are.

100. Can you keep a secret?I think so yh! It’s something that I consider super important.

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i-french-fry-blog · 8 years ago

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A Summer with Ronnie Radke

A summer on tour with Ronnie Radke. Part one Warning's: Erm.. A little sexual activity's Word count: 2,740 Tags: No one yet

Finally this year had came. I have been a fan of Falling In Reverse for...5 years now. I have never gotton a single piece of band merch or a ticket to see any band but a solo country singer when I was 9. But this is the year I was finally able to get some band merch and meet my idols, Falling In Reverse.

Warped Tour Morning I have been waiting months for this day, picking outfits out, re-picking, and rehearsing what I would say when I met them. But noting goes as planned. My dog decided to tear a hole in what I was going to wear so I went with option 2 which was a very slutty choice, not that I really mind. It is just a FIR bathing suit top and a pair of high waisted booty shorts and the pair of Gold sneakers Ronnie wore while recording the music video "Alone". I had always kept them in a case in my room on display for my friends. The place where they were holding the Warped tour in my area had concrete floors. I had gotton a Special VIP pass since my mom's new BF owns the place where they are holding the concerts. I had to get up at like 3 in the morning. I was going with my mom's bf to help set up the stage's and hopefully meet Ronnie. I get dressed and ready grabbing my FIR jacket. My phone and my backpack I run out side seeing John's limo driver waiting for him and me. John is my mom's BF, he really is a nice guy. "Can we stop somewhere and grab something to eat?" I buckle my seat belt and look around smiling. "No I actually have something special planned for the band members and you." I just about fall out of my seat and roll on the floor of the limo in excitement. "Thank you again John" He leans over kissing my head" "You're welcome sweetie. We get to the grounds and pull back with the buses. I see all the buses and just about scream, I hold back and let out a squeal instead. "Ok now Y/N I have a special job for you, how about waking everyone up. All you have to do is go by every bus and nock on there door and wait for one to answer. You check there bus number down on the sheet after telling them who you are. Make sure to mention your the Owners Daughter or step daughter, which ever one" I grab the clipboard from my step fathers hands and kiss his cheek before stepping out of the car and taking my jacket off leaving it in the limo before I wave bye. I look along the list and count the buses reading over 40 different bands. I start on the front row closest to the limo I check the number and nock on there door waiting patiently. Someone opens the door I do as John says and introduce and tell them to get up. I start counting how many times I get checked out. Finally.. I get to Falling In Reverse's bus I take a deep breath and nock on the door hoping Ronnie will answer but instead I get Jacky in his boxers with clear morning wood. Trying not to stare or fall over dead I speak. "Hi Im Y/N, Erm I guess." Jacky interrupts me. "I know who you are you father has spoken alot about you. Please come in." He grabs my hand and leads me onto the bus. I clench his hand tightly as Jacky looks me up and down getting a good look at me. A real good look at me he stares for a seconds before he snaps out of it. I made sure to save FIR's bus for last to give myself motivation to hurry up with waking the others. Jacky trys to hide his boner as he walks to the bunk beds leaving me at the front of the bus as he wakes Ryan, than Christian and the other's saving Ronnie for last. None of them really realized I was there. So I stood there watching a bunch of guys wake up with serious morning wood walking around like zombies trying to get woken up. Jacky finally wakes up Ronnie making sure not to piss him off. Ronnie sits up and stretches before Jacky whispers in Ronnie's ear. "The owner's daughter is here, FYI she is of legal age 19 to be exact. I think she was the winner of your Gold Sneakers. Anyway.. dude she is smokin." Ronnie yawns listening to everything he says. Ronnie replys loud and clear, "Send her back I need something to cuddle.. I don't wanna get up yet." Jacky laughs as Ronnie lays back down Jacky stand in the middle of the bus. "Everyone meet Miss Y/N she is actually gonna be spending a great amount of time with us.." Jacky gets smacked by Christian "Dude don't spoil it" Jacky mumbles oh shit under his breath. "Anyway, I can tell ya this she doesn't help with calming the morning wood down." He laughs and grabs my hand pulling me into the middle of the bus introducing me to everyone as Ronnie starts to snore. We all laugh while I try my hardest not to fangirl. "Anyway Y/N he needs something to 'cuddle' with." Jacky pushes me back there and closes the door behind me. I open it a little and stick my hand out flipping them off than close the door again. I take my shoes off and set them aside I crawl onto the bed sitting criss crossed. Ronnie slowly open his eyes to see a young beautiful woman sitting infront of him. He sits up and looks over. "Damn Jacky was right you really don't help with morning wood." We both laugh some, Ronnie grabs my pulling me under the covers cuddling up to me. "I erm I can't believe im cuddling with my Idol.." Ronnie rolls his eyes and kisses my cheek. "Hush no fan girling..." I scoot closer cuddling up a little better. "Fine.." I get my phone out of my pocket and set a alarm for 7:45 since its 5:26. Ronnie wraps his arm around me holding me close. I feel his morning wood against my ass I try not to move any and since I didn't move for awhile I fell asleep. Ronnie wakes me up at about 6:48. I roll over and stretch before opening my eyes. When I was asleep my top came untied and well ya. "Good Morning Sleeping Beauty.. Im serious on the beauty part. I sit up still not noticing my top is undone, and of course Jacky and the others are standing at the door way looking at me. Everyone gawks for a few min not saying a thing. "W..what?" Ronnie looks over. His eyes widen he trys to hide his boner but fails. "Erm.. Y/N your tops undone" Jacky says trying to hide a boner. I look down and quickly grab the covers hiding my boobs. Ronnie laughs a little as I feel his hand touch my leg then work to the inside of my leg and back to the spot it was in, he keeps his hand moving back and forth in a teasing manner. "Anyway you two, breakfast is in the side building. It supposed to be something BIG! Johns words.." Jacky yells big then they all close the door. As soon as Ronnie hears everyone get off the bus he reaches over pulling the blanket away. "Nothing to hide Y/N, everything about you is perfect." Ronnie reaches over cupping one boob in one and the other in his other hand. He starts to massage them lightly. I let out a soft moan as Ronnie releases my boobs grabbing my strings for my top he ties it up for me. "I..Im not perfect, Im weird and not normal." I stutter feeling a wall break inside of me, at that moment I wanted to pour my feeling emotions and all my problems out to him. But I didn't cause I thought I shouldn't bother him with my self harm problems or my shitty past. Ronnie quickly grabs my hand and flip it over looking at my wrist seeing the helacious scars from self harm that have built up through the years. Ronnie pulls me close and hugs me tight not letting go for about 5 minutes. "P..Please, no more.. For me" I nod trying not to cry. I hear a nock on the bus door and a voice behind it saying Breakfast. "I guess we should go. You betting sit by me ok.." Ronnie says with kind eyes. I nod as we get up I bend over putting my ass right up against Ronnie's crotch. He grabs my ass and starts to grind lightly. I gasp and bite my lip a little looking back at Ronnie. I slip my shoes on and straighten up before I quickly slut drop than come back up running my ass against him all the way up. "God damn Y/N." I giggle and get into his cupboards grabbing him a pair of skinny jeans that I like along with a plad flannel shirt. "You can change after we eat." He nods as I grab a pair of tighty whiteys trying not to giggle I hand them to him. "I honestly didn't expect.. These.." We both laugh I sit on the bed not moving. "I guess im changing in front of you.." I nod with a evil grin across my face. He strips off his sleeping boxers with no hesitation. My eyes widen as I stare uncontrollably trying to pull my eyes away but can't. Ronnie grabs the back of my head and pulls me down to my nees. He nods as his 9 1/2 cock stands out very nicely. I look up shyly before he nods giving me approval. It goes from there for about 5 minutes it switches from throat fucking to normal sucking and ends with a facial.

Ronnie gets dressed as I wipe my face off with my finger and suck the cum off my fingers. I do it a few times giving Ronnie enough time to finish getting dressed. I stand up and wipe my face on his shirt giggling. "Okay well Im ready" he grabs my hand pulling my off the bus. He picks me up and carry's me in his arm with ease. The other bands have already started warming up there are so many fans already. I laugh loud so does Ronnie as he tickles me. I see the main stage surrounded by people I have a feeling someone got pictures but I pushed that thought away from my happiness. Ronnie stops in the middle of the walk way giving me a long unexpected kiss. It takes me a few seconds to realize what is going on I kiss back as soon as my brain processes what is happening we stand there for a few minutes just kissing passionate. We break the kiss breathing heavily Ronnie walks to the building setting me down inside making sure everyone see's including my step father. I smile looking around at what looks like a full on buffet. I see a seafood bar quickly grabbing a plate for Ronnie and me. "Okay... Race lets see who gets back quicker. 3..2..1 GO" I head for the seafood bar so does Ronnie we laugh as I fill my plate with different types of shirmp crab and grab a bowl of crab chowder than running to the dressings table grabbing a container of ranch and some cucumber slices. We both meet back at the exact time. "Tie!" I lean up giggling some I kiss Ronnie not caring who see's. Ronnie and I sit down and start numming on out shrimp. "Thank you dad" I say to John as he walks by. "Your welcome" He grabs my hand and pulls me aside pulling something from his pocket. I can't see what it is but he starts talking "This money is for protection.. and here is one to start you off with." He slips a 100 dollar bill and a condom in my hand I just about bust out laughing. "Thank you..I probably won't need the condom. I don't think he will go that far with me... even though I already gave him a blowjob.." Johns eyes widen. " My lord girl..I know he will now go get him" I laugh giving John a hug before I walk back over to Ronnie who is finished eating and is stealing shrimp off my plate. I lean down and lick Ronnie's hand. "Brat.." We both laugh as I finish my shrimp with a little help from Ronnie. "I kinda want to go watch the bands and meet as many as I can. I need them to sign my ass. " I stand up and bend over pulling a pen from my pocket handing it to Ronnie. "I guess I sign first. He looks at the black sharpie and the spot above my shorts. He takes the cap off and starts to sign right above my shorts where everyone can see. He speaks what he is writing. "Ronnie Radke's Property." I giggle as he starts to play with my ass Ronnie grips my ass cheeks and starts to jiggle them. "Squishy..." Ronnie lays his head on my ass finding the right spot before he acts asleep and snores. "Omg U fucking wierdo..." Ronnie laughs before he responds. "Hush you know you like it." I nod in agreement before I straighten back up. The bands start playing alot of the smaller bands play first than it works up to the more known bands. I grab a container filling it with peeled shrimp and ranch I put the ranch in and shake it up. I grab Ronnie's hand as we head out of the side building I show my lanyard to the guards so we can get to the main stage. I stand there in amazement looking at the band members jumping around just as the crowd is doing I get my marker out as they finish their set. Everyone walks over to the side of the stage I hear a few of the guys in the back mumble 'Thais the hot chick that woke me up bruh.' I hand the lead singer the marker and bend over. "Id appreciate it if you'd sign..I didn't bring anything for you to sign but make it small but readable..." He bite his lip reading what Ronnie wrote, the lead singer laughs and signs my left ass cheek handing the marker to the guitarist. "My lord gurl.." He says admiring my ass. Ronnie steps in front of his view, "Read..'Ronnie Radke's Property' now respect." I try my hardest not to giggle but accidentally let it slip. "Just sign my ass and don't touch the merchandise its not for sale." He signs my ass and smacks it quickly than hands the marker down the line. Everyone signs my ass. I give them all a hug than Ronnie picks me up and carries me away as I open the container filled with shrimp. I feed Ronnie one instead of letting my finger go he decides to suck on my finger. Giggling I pull out another shrimp and eat it. "Our set isn't till 4:00 and its only...8:13 how about I give you a tour of my home town, Vegas. We can stop by my place if you'd like." I feed him another shrimp before I get excited. "YAS i would love it..Do, I erm get to meet charlie..." He nods finishing his shrimp, Ronnie takes me to his car and sets me in the front seat. I send my dad a message letting him know he okay's it as we leave. I tip over laying my head on his lap falling asleep... To Be Continued... I hope you liked the story there will be many parts to come.

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