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Kinktober 2023 Masterlist
Hello! I am doing Kinktober this year; here is the month's menu.
Minors do not interact!
1 โ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ: ๐ผ๐ก๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ง๐ค ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐จ
2 โ ๐๐๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐๐๐: ๐ฟ๐๐ง๐ฎ๐ก ๐ฟ๐๐ญ๐ค๐ฃ
3 โ ๐๐ค๐ง๐ฃ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐จ๐๐ญ: ๐ฝ๐ค ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ก๐๐๐ง
4 โ ๐ฝ๐๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐: ๐พ๐๐ง๐ก๐๐จ๐ก๐ ๐พ๐ช๐ก๐ก๐๐ฃ
5 โ ๐ฝ๐๐ง๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ฎ ๐๐๐ญ: ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐ง๐ค๐๐
6 โ ๐๐ค๐ช๐ง๐จ๐ค๐ข๐: ๐๐ค๐ก๐ฉ๐ช๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐จ
7 โ ๐ฝ๐ค๐ฃ๐๐๐๐: ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐ง๐๐ฎ
8 โ ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐: ๐๐ช๐๐๐ช๐จ ๐๐๐ก๐๐ค๐ฎ
9 โ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐: ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ก๐๐๐ง ๐ฝ๐ง๐ฎ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ
10 โ ๐พ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐ง๐ข๐๐ฃ๐: ๐๐ฃ๐๐ฅ๐
11 โ ๐ฝ๐ก๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ค๐ก๐: ๐พ๐๐๐ง๐ก๐๐จ ๐๐ข๐๐ฉ๐
12 โ ๐๐๐ค๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐ญ: ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐ฝ๐๐ง๐๐
13 โ ๐๐ฉ๐ง๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐๐จ๐: ๐๐ค๐จ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฌ๐จ
14 โ ๐พ๐๐ง ๐๐๐ญ: ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ผ๐ฃ๐๐๐ง๐จ๐ค๐ฃ
15 โ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐: ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐ฎ ๐๐ฉ๐๐ง๐
16 โ ๐๐๐ญ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ & ๐๐๐ง๐ฉ 2: ๐ฝ๐ง๐ช๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐ฃ๐ฃ๐๐ง
17 โ ๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฎ ๐ฟ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ฃ๐: ๐๐๐ข๐ช๐จ ๐๐ช๐ฅ๐๐ฃ
18 โ ๐๐๐ฉ๐ ๐๐ช๐๐ : ๐ฟ๐ช๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ ๐ฟ๐๐ง ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐
19 โ ๐๐ง๐๐๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐๐ฃ๐๐ฎ: ๐ผ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ค๐ก๐ค๐ข๐ค๐ฃ๐จ
20 โ ๐๐ซ๐๐ง ๐๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ช๐ก๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ: ๐๐ค๐ข๐ข๐ฎ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฎ
21 โ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐๐๐: ๐๐๐ค๐ข๐๐จ ๐๐๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ
22 โ ๐๐๐ง๐ง๐ค๐ง ๐๐๐ญ: ๐๐๐ฃ๐ฃ๐๐๐๐ก
23 โ ๐๐ช๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ค๐ง: ๐พ๐ค๐ฅ๐๐/๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ง๐๐ฉ๐ช๐จ ๐๐
24 โ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ง๐๐: ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐๐ช ๐๐๐ค๐ฃ๐ฉ๐
25 โ ๐ฟ๐ค๐ช๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ฉ๐ง๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ: ๐๐ค๐ข๐ข๐ฎ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฎ & ๐ผ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ค๐ก๐ค๐ข๐ค๐ฃ๐จ
26 โ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐: ๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ช๐ข/๐๐๐๐จ๐๐๐ง๐ค ๐๐ค๐ฎ๐ค๐ข๐๐ฉ๐จ๐ช
27 โ ๐๐ค๐ง๐๐๐ ๐๐ง๐๐๐จ๐ข: ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ง๐๐ฎ
28 โ ๐๐๐ค๐ฌ๐๐ง: ๐
๐ค๐๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฎ ๐ฟ๐ค๐๐จ
29 โ ๐๐๐ญ ๐๐ก๐๐ฎ: ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐๐ซ๐ค๐ง
30 โ ๐พ๐๐ค๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐: ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ ๐๐ข๐๐ฉ๐
31 โ ๐๐๐๐ง๐๐ฉ๐ค๐ง ๐๐๐ง: ๐
๐๐ข ๐๐ค๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ง
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#kinktober masterlist#kinktober#kinktober 2023#tony stark x reader#carlisle cullen x reader#daryl dixon x reader#bo sinclair x reader#eddie brock x reader#ronnie kray x reader#reggie kary x reader#lucius malfoy x reader#remus lupin x reader#severus snape x reader#charles smith x reader#rafael barba x reader#hosea matthews x reader#hank anderson x reader#bruce banner x reader#dutch van der linde x reader#alfie solomons x reader#thomas hewitt x reader#thomas shelby x reader#hannibal x reader#cardinal copia x reader#yondu udonta x reader#fat gum x reader#endeavour x reader#negan smith x reader#jim hopper x reader#johnny dogs x reader
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This is part 1 <3
#tom is underrated#Tom hardy can fucking get it#tom hardy#Legend#reggie kray#ronnie kray#james hetfield#jaymz#james hetfield smut#james hetfield is so cowboy#james hetfield x reader#metallica#kirk hammett#jason newsted#lars ulrich#james hetfield fluff#iโll ask once more#put me in a headlock#headlock#right now
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Cravings
18+ MINORS DNI!!!
Full Masterlist Legend Masterlist
Pairing: Reggie Kray x fem!pregnant reader
Summary: Your pregnant and get cravingsโฆ
Warnings: Swearing,cravings,pregnancy!!! (Please tell me if I missed any!!!)
"Reggie!" I whispered into his ear, poking his side with your pointer finger.
"Mh?" Reggie groaned turning in his sleep.
"Reggie baby..m'craving a'gain" i whispered louder in his ear.
"Again? What do'ya want this time?" He muttered into my neck, his other hand massaging my hips.
"Mmh...an ice lolly" I whispered with a shit eating grin.
"Of course why am I shocked" Reggie chuckled as he gave me a kiss and got up from the bed.
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"Thank you baby" I said as I tried to take the lolly off of Reggie but he kept pulling it away smirking widely as he did.
"Reg..give it please..." i whined but he didn't give in.
"What's the magic word?" He smirked
"Give it"
"Nope" he grinned pulling his hand away.
"Pretty Please..the boys are hungry" i whined with a pout looking down at my bump,
"Fine.. the magic word was noodles but I'll give it to ya cause I feel bad" he handed it to me smiling.
โDickโ i gave him a playful nudge when he sat back down giving my bump a kiss before giving me a kiss.
#x reader#kray brothers#mafiaau#kray twins#mafia bf#reggie kray#reggie kray x reader#reggiekray#ron kray#the krays#Reggie Kray x fem!reader#Reggie Kray x you#y/n fic#fanfic#fanficiton#Masterlist#ron kray x reader#Ronnie Kray#Reginald Kray#legend#legend film#mobster#gangster#Tom hardy#Tom hardy x reader#Tom hardy fanfic#Tom hardy x you#Tom hardy legend#Tom hardy x y/n#beahlegend
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๐ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ง๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐จ๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐ญ๐ฐ๐๐๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ.
Hi!! so this is my first time writing on Tumblr, but I think I can do it lol so yeah!!
NSFW BELOW >_<
warnings , Dom/sub dynamics, unprotected sex ( donโt be silly wrap that willy ) , choking, oral (fem receiving) slight daddy kink.
Agreeing to go on tour with Ronnie was one of the best decisions you've ever made, travelling to every corner of the world and watching your boyfriend perform in front of thousands of people in the most extravagant outfits every night was honestly a dream, but now after four months being on the road with him you we're finally going home for a break. "Wake up darling'' Ronnie said stroking your cheek, it was only 7'o'clock in the evening in the us, but jet lag was getting the better of you so Ronnie being more accommodated to flying here there an everywhere gladly drove you two home from the airport whilst you napped. You give him a lazy smile stretching your arms in the air "we're home" you say excitedly looking at the front of your home, you honestly thought you forgot what it looked like after not seeing it in 4 months. He smiled, admiring his girl and how cute she looked rubbing her sleepy eyes with her whole palm like a child.
He opens his door and climbs out of the car, quickly making his way to your side to open the door for you like the gentleman he is, "m'lady" he gestures for you to get out the car " well thankyou kind sir" you giggle at him, pecking his cheek on your way to the back of the car.
You two make a quick job of getting all your luggage into the house, only dumping them in the porch already agreeing to deal with it in the morning. You walk into the kitchen to be greeted by Lacy your cat, You felt bad for leaving her for so long but a friend insisted that nothing would happen while she house sit. "hey dais how are you, missed you soo much" you coo towards her she let you stroke her for a maximum of two seconds before she spots Ronnie in the doorway and bounds over to him. You chuckle, Daisy had always had a soft spot for Ronnie and you couldn't really blame her "not giving mama cuddles huh, missed your daddy too much" he said with the cat laid in his arms, her paws up as if she was in surrender, Eventually she scrambled out of his arms going to her bed in the living room you presumed. "Wanna go and watch a film in bed baby, I can choose whatever, Your not making me watch The Notebook again"
"You cried at the end but whatever" she rolls her eyes and smiles walking to grab his outstretched hand. The two of you trudge up the stairs, and when you finally make it to the top you run into the bedroom that you and Ronnie shared, and jumped onto your California king bed, making Ronnie laugh at your antics. You had truly missed this bed after being in a tour bus for what seemed like forever.
There was just something about the duvet and the memory foam mattress cover that you couldn't get enough of. The sheets were extra soft and smelled like fresh flowers, You laid flat on your back with your arms and legs splayed out like a starfish. "This is better than sex" You say jokingly but sounded quite serious due to how comfortable you were. This made Ronnie spin round to face you with his eyebrows raised and a smirk on his lips. He made his way to the bed, you had your eyes closed so when you felt his breath against the side of your neck it made you jump and a shiver ran down you spine. "You sure about that sweet girl?" You open you eyes in shock, not knowing what you said would get him riled up that quickly, or bruise his forever increasing ego, but you knew if you kept playing along he would give it to you really good just so that he could prove you wrong, and you were all for it.
"Are you saying that this bed is better than my cockโฆmy fingersโฆand my mouth?" Kissing you on the sweet spot on your neck between his words.
โHmm, | don't know you'll have to show me can't remember."
"Oh baby you don't know what you've gotten your self into, I'm gonna make you remember it for days" making a moan escape your lips, he pounced on top of you pinning you arms above your head kissing you on you lips multiple times before pecking all the way down you chest and tummy.
Ronnie knew you were probably joking but he loved having his way with you and for the last 4 months being on tour the only sort of intimacy you two had was quick fucks in dressing and hotel rooms with being so busy all the time and at night Ronnie was understandably tired after doing a show. He wanted to dominate the shit out of you tonight and you had just added fuel to the fire, so with no fear of someone walking in on you both he was going to let loose.
He pulls back and releases your arms, "strip for me baby, then | want you to sit at the top of the bed with your back against the headboard" you moaned softly at his words, already putty in his hands and instantly start undressing as he did the same.
Once you were naked, and sat against the headboard you couldn't help but stare at your boyfriend pulling his t-shirt over his head making his arms flex, your pussy become slick with your wetness as you watched him. Once he freed his cock from the confines of his boxers, he gives his shaft a few tugs trying to relieve some of the building pressure.
โJesus, Your so hotโ he groans crawling up the bed, you legs spreading even more on instinct to give him more room. He lays on his belly once he is closer to you wrapping his arms around your thighs swiftly dragging you so that his face was barely centre metres away from your sopping cunt, you drape you legs over his shoulder heels digging into his back.
"M'gonna use my mouthโฆ and my fingers and I'm gonna make you cum so hard sweet girl" you squirm in his grip his, eyes looking directly into yours. He gives you no warning as he ducks down pressing a kiss directly on your clit, then licking a bold stripe up your entire pussy "always to wet for me, you taste just like a strawberry angel." You throw your head back, your hands gripping onto the sheets to prepare yourself for what was to come.
He focuses back on your clit flicking his tongue from side to side, he teases his middle finger round your entrance making you buck your hips "patience dollface " he says removing his lips from your clit to suck a hickey onto the inside of your thigh. "Feels so so good Ronnie" the first words you had spoken except moan after moan since Ronnie started, your fingers pinching your nipples, he smirks up at you, his cock twitching against the sheets. He decides to give you his fingers, inserting two at the same time, you whine at how easily they slid into you. He gives no time to adjust curling them into a โcone hitherโ motion then pumping them in and out going knuckle deep every time hitting spots that you would never have been able to fine with your own, a calloused finger rubbing tight circles around you clit. "How good is daddy making you feel, tell me"
"So f-fucking good, your fingers feel amazing inside me daddy" you can't stop your eyes from rolling into the back of your head as his mouth finds it's place back on your clit, adding a third finger into you cunt, still thrusting at a delicious pace, You could feel the knot tightening in your belly, but not only that you felt like a balloon was ready to burst within you.
You tangle your lingers In his hair, knowing that he loved it when you tugged on his curls, but you also did it so that he wouldn't pull away and deny you of an orgasm when you were almost falling off the edge. "Clenching around my fingers baby, know your gonna cum, stop holding back let go for me"
โFuck Ronnie , I'm so closeโ you cry out "Yeah you gonna squirt for me, soak the sheets?" "Yes!" You scream "Go on then, cum for me pretty girl"
You couldn't hold back any longer, after a few more thrusts of his fingers you let go screaming as you do, the ballon inside you also bursting, he moaned out. Your legs were shaking, your head was thrown back, and your back arched as he continued thrusting his fingers inside of you to ride out your intense orgasm. After a few moments you took in a sharp breath having forgotten how to breathe "holy shit" you barely mustered up, you felt like you were floating in mid air, you don't think you've cum that hard in a very long time.
After a couple of minutes you start to come down from your high, you look at Ronnie who was still in the same position, his eyes were glazed over in lust "that was so fucking hot swear | could've cum just right there and then" Ronnie swore he could spend hours between your legs, he couldn't get enough of your taste. Eventually he presses one last kiss on your clit, before blowing air directly onto the small bud, making you squirm at the overstimulation.
He moves up your body, pressing kisses against your skin along the way, swirling his tongue around your hardened nipples then blowing air only each in just like he had done to your clit making a shiver run up your spine. He reaches your lips kissing, dipping his tongue into your mouth so that you could taste your juices.
"Was that good baby" his words muffled by your lips.
'Yes, mโkinda sleepy now thoughโ you say shutting your eyes a lazy smile spreading across your face. "No falling asleep on me now, haven't even fucked you yet" This makes you perk up a bit, now yearning to be filled with Ronnie's cock, you had only just come down from your last orgasm but you were ready for another one." โWant you to come deep inside of me, want you to fill me up so bad" you whine.
"You want my cock babyโ
'Yes pleaseโ you were desperate now.
"Well since you asked so nicelyโ he reaches down tugging his cock a few times spreading pre-cum over his length, before slipping into your warm cunt both of you groaning at the feeling, he thrusts all the way inside you his length stretching your walls deliciously. " Ohhh sweet girl, swear you pretty cunt was made for me, can | move now? " You nod. he instantly complies not being able to stay still any longer. He starts a steady pace pulling nearly all the way out before thrusting back in hitting the deepest spots within you. You reach your arms over his shoulders tracing some of his tattoos along the way then gripping onto the soft skin. Whimpers and groans filled the room as. Ronnie buried his face in your neck, your natural scent mixed with your favourite perfume intoxicating him, you take your chance to suck a hickey onto his neck after not having much time to mark him up. He was fucking into you at a fast pace now, getting lost in pleasure "so deep" you moan. He moved his face from your neck, gripping onto the headboard with one hand to get more leverage, the sight of him above you pounding you into the mattress turned you on even more if that was possible.
His hand flies to your throat gripping it just enough so it restricted you breathing slightly, "like that baby, you love it when daddy rough with you, don't ya?"
"Yes daddy, fucking love it' you scream as he starts hitting your g-spot repeatedly.
" Oh shit, I'm gonna cum, you gonna cum with me" he groans hand getting slightly tighter around your throat.
"'m gonna cum too, please keep fucking me like that" you mumnle out as your eyes roll into the back of your head your heels looped round his back and crossed at the ankle to keep him as close as possible. His thrusts start to falter and his cock twitches telling you he was about to fall over the edge โcum inside me ronnie want you to make me yours forever. please daddy want it soo much" you whimper also starting to tumble over.
" I'm cumming" he growls sheathing into your cunt his cock twitching one last time, he emptied his load inside you, the sensation of his seed filling you up also made you cum, Ronnie's grip on your throat giving you a head-rush as you do, you both felt euphoric. After the waves of your release come crashing down in you. your body goes limp, you know that you will be sore tomorrow and probably the day after but it was all worth it. Ronnie takes longer to come down from his high, his cum now dripping out of your pussy. "You okay?" you say sweetly looking up at him.
โOh I'm more than okay baby, feel fucking incredibleโ He takes his loosened hand off of your throat before resting his body on top of yours, his cock still buried inside of you โI take back that last statement about this bed being better than sexโ you whispered breathlessly into his hair. "You betterโ he tiredly laughs into your neck.
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ahhh congrats on 1K!! you deserve it all :D
for your concert, may I suggest got my mind set on you for eren with a friends to lovers type trope? like maybe eren has a bit of a past as a fuckboy and realizes now that he's in love with his friend. she doesn't believe him given his history, so he is determined to woo her, but really he just needs to show her that he's serious about her (because she has already loved him this whole time hehe). OR whatever you want to do!!
got my mind set on you
eren x f!reader
**part of my debut concert event
content: drinking, reader gets her periods and leaks on her sheets, eren is a manwhore, hitch is a hater, jean and marco are masterminds
an: thank you sweet sweet anon! you deserve all the love in the world. I hope you like it <333
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โY/N. White wife-beater or black wife-beater?โย
You peek up from the top of your textbook to glare at him and he has that stupid, stupid grin on his face. The one he uses to get anything he wants.ย
โMan. At this point youโre just trying to sound like an asshole.โ mutters Jean, taking Arminโs pillow and smacking it straight into his face.ย
Mikasa and Armin laugh in response, agreeing as Eren makes his way over to you, flopping on his bed next to you. Heโs leaning directly into your space, that musky cologne enveloping your nose as he starts talking.ย
โY/N.โย
โEren.โย
โBlack or white?โย
โAss or face?โย
โWhat?โย
โDo you want me to punch you in the ass or in the face?โย
He laughs as he bends over, sticking the aforementioned ass into your space as he knocks your textbook out of your hands and you push him away. And you try to fight the smile trying to make its way on to your face, trying to feign as much anger as you can.ย
But you canโt be mad at Eren. You canโt be anything but a jumbled mess of feelings at Eren lately.ย
When you moved to college, you were looking forward to getting a fresh start from the town that you grew up in. Not that it was ever a bad place but it was never really a good place either. And you were ready to let it all go, to move away from your parents, to find out who you were.ย
And just your luck, the one boy from your highschool going to the same college as you ends up in your orientation group and never leaves you alone after that. Dragging you to random club meetings for free food, taking you to mixers that your RA hosted, trying to sneak into frat parties together.ย
At some point, you were just always together. And maybe some small part of you really liked having him around. That he wanted to be your best friend, told you all the little inner workings of his mind instead of someone else. That he thinks the Loch Ness Monster is made up, that he likes the Twilight movie soundtracks a little bit too much, that he loves mystery books.ย
And heโs dorky - snorts when he laughs too hard, canโt drink beer without spilling it all over his shirt, and is so weirdly passionate about these little sea animals that heโs spending the entire summer doing an internship at the marine biology research lab at your university.ย
But heโs also sweet - trying to memorize all the little facts about you, picking you up from class as a habit, telling you that youโre prettier than some shit guy who wonโt come by.ย
Heโs your friend. Your sweet, secret little dorky friend. No one looks at you. But no one looks at him either. Maybe you guys only look at each other.ย
Except when you come back from the summer, his dork is replaced withโฆcharm. Charisma, an appeal, a magnetism. And maybe he was always really charming, but no one paid attention to it. It was just for you.ย
But now they do - because heโs grown out his soft brown hair into this sunkissed loose man bun and spending all summer swimming in tidepools has defined his muscles. Because he was always gangly and a little awkward but one summer has him looking fit, in all the right places.ย
Thatโs when it starts raining on your parade. Because when you and Eren go to parties, youโre talking to him less and the girl who's drunk and throwing up in the bathroom more. Heโs too busy talking to the pretty girls, twirling their locks of hair in his hands and batting his pretty eyelashes at them.ย
And he still picks you up from class with an iced coffee in hand, except the barista scribbled her name over your cup because she wants Eren to call her later. And you know Eren leans into it, because this newfound attention only gives him confidence to show off more.ย
To tell girls about the creepy little slugs he spent all summer looking for so they can coo over how cute it is that he cares, to show off those ridiculously defined muscles, to gleam at people the way he does.ย
Youโre interrupted by your train of thought as Historia, the girl Eren met at a club meeting knocks on the door, shining sunlight at Eren as she smiles at him. And when he flicks the top of your forehead and stands up to press a kiss to her cheek and run out with her, you stick your face back into your textbook.ย
And pretend it doesnโt sting.ย
You peer over your notebook again to find Jean hanging upside down on the bunk, his eyes staring into yours.ย
โHi Y/N.โย
โHi Jean. The blood is rushing to your head. You look like an overly ripe tomato.โย
He laughs as he flops off the bunk and next to you, leaning his head in to read your textbook.ย
โA tort is a civil law that causes a claimant to suffer loss orโฆ.this shit is so fucking boring.โย
He snatches the textbook away from your clutches and flings it off the bed, giving an innocent smile as he does.ย
โI was reading that.โย
โAnd now youโre not!โย
โDo you want something from me, Jean?โย
โYeah. Letโs go on a date.โย
โYou have a boyfriend.โย
โYeah. It was his idea.โย
He pulls you up by the wrists as you both shuffle out of Armin and Erenโs dorm room, giving half-hearted goodbyes to Mikasa and Armin as he dragged you back to your hal. Trying to convince you to go on a date with him.ย
โNo.โย
โListen. You make this mopey sad face whenever he brings a girl around. Itโs really ugly.โย
โThanks, Jean. Youโre such a gentleman.โย
He pinches the bridge of his nose as he swings your door open, the two of you flopping onto your bed.ย
โI just mean- I hate that you wait around for him. And Marco does too. I think it would be nice. For me to take you out, to make you feel special, to remind you that you donโt have to hopelessly pine over that idiot and wait for him to look at you back.โย
โJean, I just-โย
He stands up, locking his fingers with yours, as he tries to use his boyish charm on you. And itโs entirely different from Erenโs. Where Eren oozes pure charisma, like you canโt help but give in because you just want to know what heโs getting at.ย
Jeanโs charm is moreโฆboyish. Innocent. Because heโs smiling at you, all soft and genuine. Like you want to give in because you know he means well. Itโs sweet. So you agree.
--
โEren.โย
โHm?โย
โPink dress or white skirt?โย
You hold up the options as Eren looks at you for the first time - even though heโs been in your dorm for the past three hours texting Historia in your bed - and squints at you.ย
โAre you wearing makeup?โย
โYeah. Iโm going on a date.โย
He stands up, placing his hands on your cheek as he moves your face around in the air, taking in the product on your face. A soft glitter on your eyelids, black around your eyes that makes your eyes look infinitely bigger, and soft pink on the tops of your cheeks.ย
โWith who?โย
โWell, Jean for now. But itโs practice before I start going on real dates you know?โย
โYouโre going on dates? Why?โย
You roll your eyes as you turn back in the mirror, holding up the options to your frame as you weigh what to wear.ย
โBecause. I want to get out there and Iโm likeโฆdeeply touch starved or whatever. I just want someone told hold me or something. And it feels weird to do it cold turkey so Jeanโs taking me.โย
โYou could have asked me. I could take you.โย
You roll your eyes as you push past him, reaching for your flowery perfume that you spray on for special occasions. Erenโs leaning against your bedpost, his eyes scrunched up in frustration that for some reason is really annoying you.ย
โYou have a girlfriend.โย
โHisuโs not my girlfriend. Weโre just talking.โย
โOkay, yeah. Same thing.โย
โJean has a boyfriend.โย
โThis was Marcoโs idea, Eren. Heโs not going to care if I actually go on it and I think heโs probably the one who bought the flowers Jeanโs going to bring me.โย
You hold the two options up in the air again, boring your eyes into Erenโs as you gesture for him to respond again.ย
โIโm not picking.โย
โI literally pick your date outfits for you all the time. You could pick for me.โย
And Eren mutters something that sounds like pink under his breath which you smile brightly at as you duck into your closet to slip the dress on. And when itโs all fresh and pressed against your skin, thereโs a knock on your door and a very smiley Jean waiting for you.ย
As you predicted, heโs holding a pretty bouquet of pink flowers in his hand, wearing a nice buttoned up shirt as opposed to his usual lame t-shirts.ย
โHi. Donโt you look pretty?โย
He reaches for your wrist and lifts your hand up to spin you around, the pleats of your dress whooshing in the air and a stupid laugh falling out of your lips.ย
โJean. Youโre laying it on a little thick there.โย
He shakes his head dismissively as he places the bouquet on your desk, giving a small nod to Eren as he walks back to you, pinching the side of your cheek.ย
โYouโre getting the full Jean Kirschtein experience. I have to set the bar high so you donโt settle for a whole idiot or anything.โย
And Eren watches you and he hates it. That he has this angry, green little monster simmering in his chest. That youโre smiling at Jean, that heโs taking you on a date to set your standards, that youโre wearing a pretty dress and laughing with someone who isnโt him.ย
And he knows itโs wrong. That he has no right to be jealous when heโs talked to other girls ever since the summer ended while youโve remained steadfast and true. And it wasnโt like you were staying true to him because Erenโs positive that you donโt feel that obligation, that loyalty to him, but some part of him feels like you do. Or wishes that you do.ย
But suddenlyโฆheโs feeling it for you. That he shouldnโt be with anyone but you, that heโs the person who should be taking you on cute dates, twirling you around in pretty dresses, having you spread glitter all over your face for him.ย
Eren texts Historia as he watches you and Jean duck out the door.ย
โUh huh, Kirschtein. Iโm sure this is gonna be the best date of my life.โ
โThatโs a promise, baby girl.โย
โEw. Baby girl?โย
โDo you prefer sweetheart instead?โย
โYouโre so fucking corny, Jean.โย ย
And when the door closes, he sends the text.ย
I want to see other people. Sorry Hisu.ย ย
--
You return from your date with Jean to find Eren slumped over in your bed, typing away on his laptop. Your roommate, Hitch, is glaring bloody murder at you as she flits her eyes over to his direction.ย
โEren.โย
โAh. Youโre back. How was it?โย
โWhat are you doing in my room? I left hours ago.โย
โJust wanted to see you when you got back. And I was spending time with my best friend, Hitch. Sheโs just so riveting to talk to and I just love her so much.โย
She throws her portable fan at his head, which he catches before it makes contact and then throws it back at her.
โIโll walk you back to yours, Eren. And youโre buying Hitch coffee as an apology.โย
He rolls his eyes as he grabs his bag, blowing fake kisses to Hitch as she flips him off. Youโre both trodding through the hall, the building quiet. Itโs Friday night. Everyoneโs partying.ย
โDidnโt want to party tonight, Eren?โย
โNah. Didnโt feel like it. How was your date?โย
You smile as you twiddle with your fingers.ย
It was nice. To feel special, to have someone tell you that you were pretty. And sure he didnโt mean it in that way and it was entirely platonic, but it was nice to have someone look at you. Who wants to make you feel special, try to coax you into doing things you donโt usually do.ย
And youโre positive itโll feel even better when the feelings are reciprocated.ย
โReally nice, Eren. Iโm excited toโฆmeet people. Date them. Have someone make me feel special, tell me Iโm pretty.โย
โYouโre pretty.โย
You look over to find Erenโs cheeks burning pink, the tips of his ears red as he avoids eye contact with you.ย
โThank you?โย
โYe-yeah. Sure.โย
You make it to Erenโs door and he swings the door open, dragging you in by the wrist. From the looks of it, Arminโs not home, Erenโs desk light flickering on the desk. He drags you to his bed, the two of you sitting on his plush duvet.ย
โEren. I was just walking you here. Iโm kind of tired from the painting.โย
โYou went painting?โย
โYeah. It was like a pottery type thing. We picked out mugs and just painted on them. Talked about stuff. Shared an ice cream together after. Jean and Marco gave me very sweet kisses on the cheek when I dropped him back off to his dorm.โย
Eren pushes his hand through his hair as he asks, the question making the air in his throat burn.ย
โAh. Would you everโฆgo on a date with me?โย
And you laugh. Quite literally laugh, because he cannot be serious.ย
โGod, Eren. Donโt be a cliche right now.โย
โWhat?โย
โYou see your best friend go on a date with another guy and suddenly youโre interested in her. Itโs like every corny rom-com.โย
You lean forward, pinching the plush of his cheek.ย
โYou just want what you canโt have, Eren. Iโve been waiting for you to notice me for two years. And of course, you only look at me when you canโt have me.โย
โWait, but I-โย
โEren. I want someone who makes me feel special. And youโve always been special to me, but I want to be special to someone too. Letโs not make our friendship weird. And hey, maybe we can actually be equals this time.โย
โEquals?โย
โTwo people who care about each other the same amount. Not one person hopelessly pining over the other.โย
You give his cheek one last pinch as you pad out his door, giving him a smile before you slam the door shut.ย
--
The next morning, Erenโs standing outside your Civil Law lecture with a coffee in hand. And a shy smile pressed across his face.ย
โGood morning, Y/N.โย
โHi Eren.โย
Despite your admission of your feelings and your swift rejection of Eren, heโs still standing here. And you were expecting it, because you know that Eren wasnโt really saying any of that in earnest. And itโs nice to admit your feelings, as a way of letting them go before you give in and like someone else.ย
You take the cup from his hand and shove the much needed caffeine into your mouth, the two of you strolling to your next class. You look over to find Eren with a pinched look on his face, like heโs constipated.ย
โEren.โย
โHm?โย
โCat got your tongue? Whatโs wrong with you?โย
โYou didnโtโฆlook at the cup.โย
You look back down at the cup to find handwriting scribbled on it in green sharpie.ย
you look pretty today, sweet girlย
You laugh, holding it up in the air.ย
โNo way. The barista called you a sweet girl? Itโs that long ass hobo hair you have.โย
โWhat? That wasnโt the barista, that was me!โย
โYou wrote on the cup? Why?โย
โFor you, stupid! Iโm trying to romance you.โย
You spit the coffee straight into your cup, looking back down at the cup again. And holy shit heโs right - the way the g is looped and the writing is slanted, it really is Erenโs handwriting.ย
โEren.โย
โWhat?โย
โItโs cute. But youโre going to do it for like one week. And then get bored of waiting and see some pretty girl at a party and change your mind.โย
โIโm not! Youโre it for me.โ
โEren. Bullshit. You wouldnโt last a month.โย
He leans forward, pressing you into the hard of the wall as he looks down, green eyes glinting in yours.ย
โBet.โย
โWhat?โย
โIโll bet on it. Prove it to you. That Iโve got my mind set on you.โย
โUh huh. That takes a lot of patience, Eren. Time. Something thatโs never been your fortรฉ.โย
โIโll make it my fortรฉ, if itโs for you.โย
You give into the bet. A month for Eren to romance you, to prove that heโs really only got his mind set on you.ย
You give in because you know youโll win. He gives in because he wants to prove the stupid, silly girl he loves that he can do it right.ย
--
eren: good morning silly little woman. fit check pls :Dย
you: no.ย
eren: cmon. ive got back to back classes and im missing that cute little face of yours :(((ย
you: just ask ur hoes. im sure theyโre cute too.ย
eren: no hoes. im allergic to gardening.ย
you: you should start stand up comedy. youโd be really good at it.ย ย
eren: you want me so badย
you: shut up
eren: im waiting!!!! time is ticking doll, i will show up to your club meeting and start gushing about how pretty my girlfriend is in front of all your little prospective club members if i donโt get a fit check in ten seconds
you: not your girlfriendย
eren: yet. three weeks to go.ย
you: do you not have anything else to do?
eren: picture and iโll be out of your hair.ย
you: sent one attachment
eren: eren jaeger found dead at twenty-one.
you: thank god.ย
eren: cause of death - the most beautiful girl iโve ever seen in my life. absolute heartstopper
you: EREN. YOUโRE SO GROSS AND CORNY STOP.ย
eren: ok ok see you after class sweet girl. and thanks for the picture. corniness aside, it really did make my day. youโre my favorite thing to look at.ย
You ignore the pounding in your chest as you throw your phone into your purse and head to the coffee shop. And what you hoped would be an uninterrupted study session is interrupted by a certain green eyed idiot, smiling at you as he takes the seat across from you.ย
โHi doll.โย
โEren. You have class.โย
โGot canceled. The planets and the fates and all the stars aligned. You and me, free for a little study date at the same time.โย
You crinkle your nose as you lift your backpack from the seat next to you, Eren sliding in and taking a sip from your watered down coffee.ย
โDid you just rhyme? How long did that one take you?โย
โThe whole walk over here. Did you like it?โย
โNo.โย
Eren opens up his laptop, the two of you working in silence. And in the smallest of ways, Erenโs making it hard for you to focus.ย
Tangling his legs with yours under the desk, resting his hand on your thigh every time you work out one of your homework problems with him, tucking your hair behind your ear every time it annoyingly flops forward.ย
โOh! I have something for you.โย
He holds out a tiny little candy, a twisted mango strawberry pop. The one you can only get in Shiganshina, a four hour drive away.ย
โWhat the fuck? You had Mindyโs the entire time and your greedy ass wasnโt sharing?โย
You take the little candy in his hand, twisting the ends open and letting the flavors melt on your tongue. And the nostalgia hits your head, running in the grass as a kid, your mom keeping a little box on the top of the microwave for you two to share at the end of the day.ย
โJust got them. I drove all the way to Shiganshina to get them for you.โย
โUh huh.โย
โIโm being serious. I went on Sunday, after my lab meeting. Got the box, hung out with my dog for an hour and came back.โย
โYou were probably just running an errand down there. I bet Zeke just needed your help with something.โย
โMy parents and Zeke are in Hizuru, remember?โย
You feel your mouth go dry as you shuffle the candy in your mouth, huffing back in your chair. Corny ass idiot. They are in Hizuru to meet Zekeโs new girlfriend. But thereโs no way in hell he drove all the way there just to get you a candy.ย
โThereโs no way you-โ
โIโve got my mind set on you. In my mind, you and I are already dating. Iโm just kind of waiting for you to catch up.โย
โOh, quit i-โย
โWhen youโre my girlfriend, weโll go together. Make a little drive out of it, see your parents and my parents. Get Mindyโs. Bother that lady who works at the aquarium.โย
โEren.โย
He pinches your cheek as you frown, rolling your eyes at him.ย
โFor now, I'll just drive down there alone to get you candy. Three more weeks, stink.โย
--
Your stress is building. Youโve got two term papers due next week, a club meeting to plan, a project to go over with your research advisor, and groceries to do. And really, really all you are is bone dead tired. That you can feel your bones dragging and your eye bags deepening and the panic shuffling every time you breathe in and out.ย
Your final straw? Forgetting you were going to get your period and leaking onto your bed sheets.ย
And you know itโs not a big deal. That you can wash the sheets and get the stain out, that you can take a shower to feel better.ย
But this tiny little thing, this red blotch on your sheets, is enough to push you over the edge. Because youโre tired, because so much is going on, because this is just another thing you donโt have time to do but have to.ย
You can feel the tears streaming down your eyes, burning the sensitive skin underneath your eyes and flushing your cheek.ย
Thatโs when Eren finds you. Curled up on the ground, tears streaming down your eyes.ย
โWoah, hey. Hey, talk to me. Whatโs wrong?โย
He falls flat on the floor next to you, opening up his arms which you roll into and start soaking his shirt in your salty tears. Heโs whispering into your ear, whispering sweet nothings and his warm arms are holding you.ย
โTell me what happened. Use your words.โย
โI-I have a lot to do. The Civil Law paper and the entire plan for the-the club meeting. Dr. Smith wants to meet with me about my-my research plan and Iโm not ready and I got my period and leaked on my sheets and I donโt have time to clean and-โย
โOkay. Itโs okay.โย
His warm, calloused hands are rubbing into the small of your back, his hold still firm against you. And he drags you up, opening the shower and warming it up for you. Heโs rummaged through your closet - pulled out a stack of clothes and set them on the counter.ย
โAre youโฆgoing to leave?โย
โOf course not, Y/N. Outside when youโre done, okay?โย
And you take the shower. Spend too long standing underneath the warm water, letting the shower scald your skin in a comforting way, relishing in the smell of your springy body soap washing you clean. Of the tears, of the blood, of your frustrations.ย
When you towel up your hair and reach for the stack of clothes on the counter, you only now realize what this cheeky bastard did. Left a pair of your pajamas and the hoodie he was wearing on the counter.ย
You pull it on, his musky smell mixing with the scent of your flowery shampoo, as you pad out of your room, Eren folding your laundry on your bed.ย
โEren.โย
He turns around and gives you a warm smile, walking forward to lock his fingers with yours.ย
โYou look so cute right now. Pouty little face and your hair in this stupid towel.โย
โQuit it.โย
He leads you over to your bed, climbing on as he pulls you forward.ย
โCleaned the sheets. Did your laundry. And made a plan for you to finish the paper and emailed Erwin from your account that youโre not free until the week after and-โย
You can feel your eyes burning, the tears welling up in your face. You lean into his arms and he rests his chin against the top of your head, his hands snaking under your hoodie to press against your cold skin.ย
โEren.โย
โHm.โย
โThis is a really elaborate plan to get into my pants.โย
He laughs, the sound vibrating through his chest as he talks.ย
โI know.โย
โI knew it, you dick. You only want to get in my pants.โย ย
โWell, thatโs part of it. I am very attracted to you. Iโm not going to pretend like I donโt want to be in your pants.โย
โCharming. The whole โIโve got my mind set on you thingโ is really working.โย
โI'm being honest! I want to be in your pants and in your head and all your little dreams and your heart too.โย
You rest your head against his chest, his heartbeat hammering against your ears as he finishes talking. And when you drift off to sleep, you can still feel it beating in tandem with yours. And try to forget why you and Eren are waiting two weeks to do this for real in the first place.ย
--
Heโs done it now. And youโve caught him in the fucking act. The sweet, sweet satisfaction of proving this idiot wrong - that he would get bored of waiting for you and move onto another girl is standing right in front of you.ย
Itโs Erenโs friend Reinerโs birthday. Eren had told you in advance that he couldnโt see you Friday and you obliged.ย
Except, Hitch invited you to the party the day of, claiming she needed someone to walk in with so she didnโt look like an idiot. Some guy Marlowe sheโs really into is going to be there and she has to be at her best.ย
And when you get to the party, you lose Hitch in all but five seconds, left in this awkward, sweaty mess of a room alone. But when you walk over to the kitchen, you see it.ย
Eren leaning over the counter, talking to a girl. Short brown hair, a mass of freckles over her face, the two of them smiling at each other. And when you march over there, youโre all but too happy to rub it in his face.ย
Because youโre right. And you knew you were right. That Eren, all hot and toned and sexy from his beach summer, would not give it up. The attention, the girls, the love he gets from all of it for you. That he would look at other things and not at you, that you couldnโt be enough for him. And he can buy you coffee and do your laundry and be there for you all he wants, but you know deep down youโre right.ย
โYou little son of a bitch. Week three and I win.โ you say, crossing your hands over your chest.ย
โHuh?โย
โI win. Youโre at a party, flirting with a girl. Meaning, you donโt have your mind set on me. Meaning, Iโm right. That you canโt let go of being a manwhore for me, that you surely have your eyes wandering elsewhere even though you claim to be only looking at me.โย
โY/N-โย
โYou think driving to get me candy and doing my laundry and giving me your hoodie would buy me over? Youโre not getting into my pants for a quick fuck just because you know you can and-โย
He pulls you forward, clamping his hand over your mouth. Heโs squinting his eyes at you, almost like heโs confused at your outburst. And when you look over at the girl, you realize why.ย
Itโs Ymir. The president of the Gay-Straight Alliance Ymir. Like literally the gayest girl youโve probably ever met in your life.ย
โOh.โย
Eren smiles, rolling his eyes, as he drops his hands to lock his hand with yours.ย
โYeah, oh. Did you not see it was her when you walked over?โย
โNo. Hi Ymir.โย
Ymir smiles, reaching forward to mess with your hair as she turns to Eren.ย
โYouโre right. She really is stubborn.โ Ymir says, smiling at him.ย
โTell me about it. She does this every time I do something nice for her.โ he responds, squeezing your hand as he talks.ย
โWell, you are a manwhore.โย
โNot anymore, Ymir! Iโm only a whore for her.โย
She pinches your cheek as she walks off, linking arms with a certain blonde as you walk away. And when you look over, Erenโs lazily making a drink for you on the counter, swirling it in his hand before he gives you the cup.ย
โItโs Jungle Juice. Thereโs like three different liquors in it but you canโt really taste it s-โ
โYouโre not mad?โย
โHuh?โย
โI justโฆyelled at you. Really unfairly. And youโre not even mad?โย
โGot my mind set on you. Like you said, this thing takes patience. And time. Iโll wait for it. Youโll come to see Iโm surprisingly good at this patience understanding when itโs something I really, really want.โย
And as he tilts his head back, pouring the drink into his mouth, like the entire outburst you had didnโt happen. And thatโs it. You crane your head around the kitchen, looking for it.ย
โWhatcha looking for?โย
Eren watches you mill around the kitchen, opening drawers, lifting picture frames as you look for it. And when you find it - the calendar posted on Reinerโs wall - you rip it off and place it in front of Eren with a marker in your hand.ย
โWhatโs this, Y/N?โย
โDid you know that I can move time forward?โย
โHuh? How much have you had to drink?โย
You reach forward, crossing out through the entire week. The last week of the month, for the bet you and Eren had.ย
Because heโs convinced you. That his mindโs set on you. That even if he used to like other girls, the girl he likes now is you. Enough to drive hours to make you happy, take care of you - bloody sheets and all, and gush at a party about you to other people. Like heโs proud to be around you, like youโre the only thing he looks at.ย
โI donโt follow, sweet girl.โย
โThe bet started three weeks ago. And I crossed out the last week, so itโs over now. And I want to be with you no-โย
He leans forward, pressing his warm, plush lips against yours as he canโt help but smile through the kiss. All warm and fruity, surely from the drink Eren just made. And he whispers against your mouth, eliciting a laugh out of you.ย
โThank fucking god. You were driving me insane, you little heathen.โย
You reach forward, tangling your hands with the collar of his shirt as you pull him down again, pressing your lips against his, trying to memorize the feel, the sensation of him against you.ย
And when Hitch comes home from the party, all buzzed, to find you two under the covers, watching a movie, she says one thing and one thing only.ย
โNo fucking in my bed.โ
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The Night Shift.
Johnnie Guilbert x Fem!Reader.
Chapter 30.
the day before the concert, tara and i spent hours putting together our perfect Falling in Reverse concert outfits. with the two of our closets combined, and with the help of Jake and Johnnies too, but they don't need to know that, we were finally content with what we were going in. clothes were scattered everywhere, but we'd worry about that later.
Tara decided on a mini skirt with 3 different belts that we had found in jakes closet, which she had stacked strategically. she took one of my blinged up hot pink crop tops that i hadn't worn since 8th grade and had that as her top. she threw a fur coat over the top of everything. she threw on her chunky black boots with spikes and a cute pair of leg warmers on to finish the look. she had been planning on the makeup she was going to do for months, but all it was was her usual makeup with pink eyeshadow and eyeliner stars on her cheek.
i ended up wearing [outfit of your choice] and paired it with [makeup of your choice].
johnnies outfit was jaw-dropping. he chose his black lace button up and obviously wore it halfway unbuttoned. he layered about 10 different necklaces and rings. he also decided on wearing a new pair of dark red skinny jeans with his usual black boots. he tied it all together with his leather jacket. for johnnies makeup, he smudged red lipstick under his eyes and streaked black eyeliner down his face.
jakes outfit was just as cunty as the rest of us; he wore a cropped black tank top paired with his favorite pair of flared jeans. he also chose his belt with bullets on it. he decided on not even bringing a jacket with his reason being "he has tattoos for a reason." he also wore platform shoes and an arrangement of bracelets, some i had never seen before. jake decided to wear no makeup to the concert.
tara slept over so it'd be easier for all of us to take the 4 hour drive early in the morning. we had decided to rent a hotel so we could all get fucked up during the concert and not have to worry about driving home when we could just call an uber. all of us were restless that night, but forced ourselves to sleep so we were really ready for the concert.
i woke up the next morning wrapped in johnnies arms, per usual. the alarm was reverberating in my ears as Johnnie was also starting to stir awake. he opened his eyes and squinted them to look at me, a small smile forming on his face. "mornin'." his groggy sleep voice greeted.
"good morning. you excited?" i asked, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. i climbed out of the bed and stretched, making a million different bones in my body crack at once. "we gotta hurry up and take our showers since everyone else needs to, too."
Johnnies eyes scanned over my body. he sighed and propped himself up on his elbow. "do you want to just take a shower together? it'd save time." he smirked, gently squeezing my hand before he began fidgeting with my fingers.
"i like that idea." i placed a gentle kiss on his lips before dragging him out of bed into the bathroom.
i started the shower, making sure it was nice and warm as Johnnie got undressed. i wasn't far behind him, getting undressed myself before stepping into the shower with him. the warm water on my back woke me up as much as it was relaxing. i watched as the water trickled down Johnnies body and seeped into his inked skin. he ran his moist hands down my body and grabbed the body wash. he squirted some into his hands and began to wash my body. he had nothing but admiration in his eyes as they trailed over every part of me. he made sure no part of me was unwashed before going to wash himself. i did the same for him, helping him wash every inch of his pale skin. he shampooed and conditioned my hair, and while i wash washing mine out, he cleaned his own. he kissed me softly, but passionately before turning off the shower and climbing out. he wrapped me up in a soft towel, as well as himself.
we made our way back to our bedroom to pack our 1 day trip bags quickly. i stole johnnies pair of chunky pajama pants to wear on the drive, as well as my Lana Del Rey tee that was beaten up and bruised from all of the use. i packed all of my makeup and my concert outfit. i didn't bother packing an outfit for the second day there since we were leaving and heading home as soon as we got checked out of the hotel. Johnnie packed pretty much the same thing as i did, the only difference being he did pack an outfit for the second day. he threw on a pair of black skinny jeans and a My Chemical Romance tee shirt to wear on the drive there.
there was a small knock on the door before tara's bright voice called out, "you guys up?" we both answered yeah at the same time. she opened the door and greeted me with a hug. "morning!" she greeted excitedly.
i hugged her back tight. "morning, Tar." i heard the shower start from down the hall. "damn, is Jake just now getting in?"
"yeah, it took me, like, 20 minutes to actually get him out of bed. he snoozed his alarm 3 times before i had to go in there and drag him out of bed myself." she sighed, sitting on the bed next to me.
Johnnie shut down his PC so it wasn't wasting electricity while we were away. "well, that's Jake for you."
tara rolled her eyes. "yeah, well, he needs his beauty sleep, anyway."
"did you get your bag fully packed?" i asked, tossing my bag over my shoulder.
"duh, i got everything ready." she smiled.
the three of us moved down to the living room, bringing our bags and everything else we needed with us. Johnnie sprawled himself out over the couch. i made my way into the kitchen and grabbed a bunch of water bottle and a few snacks for the road, putting them in one of my goat bags and setting it with the rest of our shit. Jake ended up joining me in the kitchen with a towel wrapped around his waist.
"okay, slut." i mumbled under my breath jokingly. i walked back out of the kitchen to join Johnnie on the couch.
"i know you are not talk to me, skank." he snapped his fingers and grabbed his zyns and decaf coffee off of the counter. he threw that shit in the microwave like it was nobody's business. he leaned against the counter and went on his phone.
i rolled my eyes, "is your bag even packed?"
"no," he answered nonchalantly before taking a selfie. i realized later on that he had posted it on his instagram story.
"that's wild that you're worried about your coffee right now, then." i laughed, "what if we're late to see Ronnie?" i over exaggerated.
he pursed his lips, "well, Ronnie can wait for my coffee." he smiled, taking a sip before heading up to his room.
tara had hopped in the shower immediately after jake did. she always took extremely long showers, but she made it quick today.
Jake made his way back downstairs with tara by his side less than 10 minutes later. with all of our bags and shit we needed on hand, we headed out the door.
Johnnie and I climbed into the back seat while jake and tara took the front. tara had music privileges for the first hour of the drive. her music taste was definitely different from mine, but I didn't mind it.
I leaned my head against johnnies shoulder and stared out of the front windshield, watching as all of the buildings and cars sped past. he wrapped his arm around my waist, his hand resting on my hip as he went on his phone to scroll through tiktok. my eyes flickered to his phone, watching as he reposted silly edits of himself, and of me and him, that fans had created.
Jake and tara had begun bickering about her lip smacking that annoyed jake ever so much. I felt johnnies shoulders jiggle, signaling that he was laughing. I quietly laughed along, aswell. they fought like a married couple, sometimes.
I could feel myself becoming drowsy as the car lulled me to sleep. my eyelids felt like bricks. it was way too early in the morning for this, especially when I was in and out of sleep all of last night. I gave in, letting my eyes fall shut as I slowly fell asleep on johnnies shoulder.
I woke up about an hour and a half later. johnnie was now watching Netflix on his phone. tara was passed out in the front seat, and jake was next to her, gently bobbing his head to the slower song playing on the radio. johnnie had felt me stir awake and began to rub my hip gently.
johnnie cleared his throat, "was that a good nap?" he teased.
I stretched my back before placing my head back on his shoulder. "Actually, yeah. your shoulder is a great pillow." I placed a kiss on his cheek, nuzzling my head further into his neck. "we should stop and get breakfast somewhere."
"I second that." jake stuck up one finger before rubbing his tummy. "I could eat a horse pussy right now."
his weird comment made tara finally open her eyes, as she had been stirring for a while. "what a great sentence to wake up to, jake."
he patted her knee, "sorry, sweetie."
we pulled into the closest McDonald's and bought breakfast. jake ate with one hand as he continued to drive, nearly fisting the breakfast sandwiches he had gotten. Jake and I both got coffees and the same breakfast sandwiches, a mcgrittle. we were practically twins at that point. I smiled at johnnie as he happily munched on his breakfast next to me. he smiled back.
by the time we were all done with our breakfast, we were about an hour out from the hotel. jake and tara switched seats since she offered to drive the rest of the way.
the rest of the drive was silent except for the soft music on the radio. I could tell we were all pretty tired from the long drive, and we'd all probably need a nap whenever we got to the hotel. to be fair, the coffee did wake up me and jake, though. honestly, nothing slaps like a good McDonald's coffee with extra creamer this early in the morning.
we had finally made it even earlier than we expected. I climbed out of the car and stretched, cracking my back before grabbing my things out of the car. Jake got the key card for the hotel while we unpacked the car, although there wasn't much to unpack. we brought all of our bags inside and made out way up to the hotel room.
the room was extremely nice. there were two beds, a large window with a beautiful overview of the city, and the usual hotel room accommodations.
I threw myself onto the bed I was claiming for Johnnie and i. I watched as jake filled the mini fridge with water bottles. we all took our concert outfits out of our bags so they wouldn't get wrinkled from staying cramped up for too much longer.
Jake and I ordered lunch from the hotel, although it was a pretty late lunch. the three of us started on our makeup, which influenced jake to actually do his own. he ended up smudging eyeliner in his waterline before calling it a day.
none of us changed into our outfits. we all sat on our respective beds and ate our lunch-dinner while watching some random ghost hunting show on the channel that was already on whenever I had turned on the TV.
before taking another bite, I spoke up. "are we going to leave as soon as we're ready so we don't have to wait in a long ass line to get inside?"
Jake gulped down what he was chewing. "That's what I was thinking, yeah." Tara and Johnnie agreed with him.ย
after finishing our food 10 minutes later, we all got changed. I smoothed out my outfit in the mirror.
Johnnie came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. "you look great, baby." he smiled, planting a kiss on my cheek.
"thank you," I turned around, hooking my arms behind his neck and kissing his lips softly.
Tara's chunky shoes clumped down the hallway as we made our way to the elevator. "over here sounding like a fucking elephant, damn." jake teased her, gently shoving her shoulder.
she shoved him back harder. "shut up, they're cute!"
Johnnie gripped my hand, interlocking his fingers with mine. I scanned his whole body, admiring how good he looked in his outfit. fuck, he looked hot. I smirked slightly before turning away. a blush was painted across his face as he smiled.
Jake called the Uber as we waited out front of the hotel.
"why did you just now call it? why couldn't you have called the Uber when we were getting ready, it would've been here by now." I scolded, not actually caring, just wanting to complain and annoy jake.
"because I didn't know how long it'd take you ladies to get ready. don't act like I haven't heard the conspiracy theories about girls taking forever to get ready."
"conspiracy theories?" I repeated, "conspiracy theories is wild."
"well, they seem to be true." he crossed his arms, popping his hip out to the side.
"like you don't take 2 hours in the bathroom every morning playing with your hair." I retorted, looking around to see if the Uber was close.
"okay, well, that's different." he rolled his eyes.
"mhm, right."
the Uber arrived eventually. we all piled in the back, pretty much sitting on top of eachother. we were all buzzing with excitement, and we weren't even buzzed yet.
"I think my first goal when we get there is to get a drink," I admitted with a sly smile plastered across my face.
"I second that." Tara was fixing her makeup in her phone camera.
"me too." jake and Johnnie responded in the same tone at the same time.
the 20 minute drive to the stadium felt like a 20 year drive, but I knew that was just the excitement and eagerness getting to me.
whenever we arrived, it took us 30 minutes to get inside, which was much better than it could've been.
we wandered around the stadium, looking for a good bar that had been set up. we ran into 3 before finding one with a good menu compared to the other ones.
we hurriedly ordered our drinks and made our way to our 'seats,' although none of us would be sitting during the actual concert.
we were an hour and a half early, or at least an hour and a half early for the openers. I had high hopes for the concert, I mean, it was a rock, emo, whatever you wanna call it, concert after all.
I sat back in my seat, propping my feet up as I sipped on my drink. to say it was strong would be an understatement, even though I was far from a lightweight.
"wanna try a sip of mine?" johnnie offered, handing me his clear plastic cup.
I gratefully accepted, handing him mine in return. I hummed at the taste of his, "I think I like yours more."
"honestly, me too." he laughed. we ended up trading drinks.
tara took a video of the four of us. "holy shit, falling in reverse!" she screamed over the hundreds of other people in the stadium that were most likely saying the same shit. she ended up posting it on her story.
the openers came on with a bang. smoke covered the stage before a much smaller artist, I wasn't sure of the name, strutted onto the stage.
the crowd cheered, but not as loud as I knew it'd be whenever Ronnie came on.
the small band played 6 different songs, and they were all surprisingly good. they were more of a nu metal band compared to Falling in Reverse. I mean, I wasn't complaining.
the four of us spent majority of that time taking pictures for our Instagrams. I mean, obviously. what else would you expect?
Jake and I were on drink duty. we sped back to the pop up stand and ordered everyone the same drinks they had had before, except me and johnnies were flipped.
we made it back just in time for the openers last song. it was a bug finale, to say the least. the LED screen behind them flashed before everything went dark. the crowd roared with excitement.
we were left in the dark suspensully. i was practically shaking with excitement as i heard the low murmurs of the crowd. the LED screen turned to a dark red moments later.
finally, Ronnie walked out onto the stage with the rest of the band members following. everyone cheered and shouted as they came out on stage. johnnie and jake seemed over the moon with excitement. but, so were me and tara.
Ronnie greeted the crowd, earning a screaming mess of greetings back. he laughed before getting into the very first song.
of course, he had to open with one of his most popular songs, 'The Drug in Me is You.' I knew this song like the back of my hand, just like every other song by him.
I gripped johnnies hands, shaking him as I screamed the lyrics in his face. I was as dramatic as I could possibly get, and he returned the same energy.
Johnnie took out his phone and recorded a snippet of the first song before flipping the camera to us and pulling me in, kissing me on the lips before ending the recording. I knew his fans would eat that shit up whenever he posted it.
we went just as hard for the next few songs before another one of my favorites came on, 'Get Me Out.' I practically screeched whenever I heard the first few words of the song.
to say everyone's hair was a mess at this point in the concert would be an understatement. Me, Johnnie, jake, and tara were sweaty and dirty, but that didn't stop us in any way.
Johnnie gripped my waist tightly as we screamed the lyrics out into the crowd and towards eachother, our energy never fading.
there was a short intermission, which gave me and jake just enough time to run and grab more drinks. to be fair, all of us were pretty drunk at this point in the concert, but who was there to tell us no?
we scrambled back to our seats as we heard the drum rhythm for 'I'm not a Vampire' begin.
I could see johnnie singing the lyrics as he watched the performance on stage. since we were still a bit of a walk away, I took a picture. seeing him in the stadium lighting was heavenly, and he seemed so into the music, it just made for the perfect picture of him. I planned to set it as my lock screen as soon as we got back to the hotel.
there was not much different about the last few songs, except for the fact that I was exhausted and out of breath. I had a feeling I wouldn't have a voice in the morning, either.
as the last chord of the song rang throughout the stadium, Johnnie gripped my waist and kissed me passionately. I reciprocated, kissing him back with the same intensity. he pulled away, his eyes sparkling. "I love you."
my lower lip quivered as I couldn't help but smile. "I love you, too."
#fanfiction#fanfic#johnnie guilbert#jake and johnnie#johnnie guilbert x reader#johnnie guilbert x you#jake webber#falling in reverse#concert#johnnie guilbert smut#johnnie and jake#cafe aesthetic#cafe#cafรฉ#fluff#road trip#tara yummy#ronnie radke#the drug in me is you#the night shift#hearts4golbach
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NO SLEEP TILL - a runaway eddie au
summary sticking around town after the queen of hawkins high dies in your trailer is a fool's game. anyone could tell you that. but eddie munson's making a point of it; shaving off the excess. a canon divergent season 4 runaway eddie au with elements from flight of icarus. word count 1.1k warnings none, only that this is mostly an experiment.
Can you shut up and tell the story already?
It starts with a shedding.ย
A snip, snip, snip and all recognition falling away under the dinge of a green-lit gas station bathroom. The acrid smell of piss burns through the stall, the kind thatโs baked in and gets curdled by the heat. No bleach can cut through it. The ghosts of moreโn three shakes and youโre playinโ with yourself rise when it gets above a certain temperature.
And itโs hot. Uncharacteristically so, for spring break.ย
Snip. The last curling rat tail falls to the floor and he releases his breath. He hadnโt even realized heโd been holding it.ย
Looking at himself, shorn, his eyes water. Not from the smell.ย
He cranes his neck to the left, to the right. Tufts of hair stick up from his skull like heโs just shoved a fork into a socket.ย
He wishes heโd thought of that instead. But.
A sound chokes up the column of his throat as he grips the sinkโs edge, ringed fingers slipping on grime. He allows himself to the count of ten.ย
โTo the count of ten, and then we dust ourselves off and get back at โem!โ His motherโs voice. Embedded in the recesses of his brain, this high rasp heโs never stopped harkening back to. Itโs almost fourteen years since heโs last heard it. โThereโs always a good reason to keep going.โ
True. Thereโs always a reason to keep going; it doesnโt even have to be good.
He doesnโt have time to get all vitriolic about whatโs been snatched from him. Not yet, anyhow.ย
Heโs still all hot with panic, even though itโs been hours since he left the trailer park. Gained a little clarity since then.ย
Not much, but enough to shoplift a pair of scissors.
He tosses the hair in the sink into the maw of the shitcaked cistern and tears open a pack of disposable razors with his teeth.ย
โ
The red line he draws on the map squiggles up and shoulders out. A straight shot from where he sits across the state of Pennsylvania to New York City, a bullet out the nose of a rifle. He intends to make it there just as fast.ย
He couldn't sleep if he wanted to.ย
Every time his eyes fall shut, itโs a clear vision of her. Suspended in midair, sneakers hovering above the stained rug of the trailer. The lights flipping out, making him wonder if he wasnโt tripping out. The snap of her jaw to a crude angle, one that it canโt come back from.ย
He wasnโt tripping out. He knows what he saw. Her skull impacted on itself. The sound of her tongue squelching as she choked on it.ย
Like something was inside her. Tearing her apart.
He knows what he saw.
Doesnโt he?
Eddie groans as his stomach lurches. His hands tighten on the wheel. He canโt afford to spit up any more bile, not tonight.ย
No time. No sleep.ย
A crumpled envelope sits on the dashboard of the van.ย
A letter he never responded to, because itโs easier to forget people when theyโre not right there, bumming rides from you.ย
A return address in Brooklyn.ย
โ
The moment the phone rings, she knows something is wrong. It gets yanked up in her gut, some feeling sheโs tried to stamp down because sheโs a grown up now and she canโt be caught mourning sandbox shit.ย
The competitive pace of her life doesnโt allow for it. She doesnโt have room in her schedule for homesickness like that. Canโt cram it in between classes and looking for an internship at a law firm that can overlook her humble beginnings.ย
This marks the second year sheโs been away from home for spring break. It was harder to fill the gap the first time around, and to talk her grandmother down, but she made good use of being a country mouse in the big city. Found some bars and libraries and bookstores sheโs kept as favorites.ย
Tried not to think about how she was so bummed out that she was forced to enjoy them alone. And failed.ย
She wrote a letter, a long one, in a dinky dyke bar on St Markโs Place which was all strung up with Christmas lights. Sheโd obviously flinched when she heard it called a โdyke barโ--so open and proud like that. It wasnโt like when people flung the d-word around where she was from. It wasnโt derogatory; just a descriptor. Toothless, in the mouth of a chick with a shorn head that had told her so. Almost friendly. She told her that her name was Tina, too.ย
โI knew a Tina,โ sheโd nervously said, plucking at the label of her beer bottle, โShe was captain of the cheerleading squad. At my high school.โ
Tina sniffed a laugh. โYouโre a long way from home, ainโt ya?โ
About a ten hour drive.ย
She got an impulse to write after two Mai Tais and another beer and a half. Dug a copy of The Dark Tower out of her backpack and started tearing out the flyleaves.
Tina let her borrow a pen and she scrawled and scrawled away in that half-light, letter becoming more illegible the drunker she got.ย
She remembered that sheโd written this, in closingโ
โIn closing, I think youโre a fucking piece of shit stubborn asshole. A naive moron whoโd step on his own uncleโs neck for an opportunity that looked shiny enough. Fuck you, and fuck California, and I canโt believe youโd fucking do this to me after everything and not even call or anything. I think youโre just like your dad.ย
If you ever need a place to stay, you canโt come here.
But if you show up, thereโs nothing I can do about it, I guess.โ
Weeks later, gripping onto a pole on a crowded subway train, she got a chill down the spine that she was sure meant the letter had made it to Indiana.ย
He never wrote back. Probably for the better.ย
The same chill pulls in her gut when the phone trills at 6:30 in the morning. The phantom umbilical cord.ย
Sheโs up, because sheโs become all regimented now. Riding on a scholarship will do that to you.ย
She picks up the slippery seashell pink handset so as not to wake her roommates, because they hate her enough already.ย
Though, she really nearly doesnโt. Because sheโs scared.
Silence on the line.
โWhat happened?โ
โRonnieโฆโ
โWayne? What happened?โ
โHeโs gone.โ
Her whole throat constricts, her body fighting against whatever those words mean. Thoughts start running at hyperspeedโ absolutely not, thereโs no way, no possible way, I would know. I would know. Itโs not that.ย
โWhaddayou mean, gone?โ
โCanโt find him anywhere.โ The beat Wayne leaves makes her realize thereโs cold sweat icing her brow. โBut I found something else. Something bad.โ
Not gone as in dead. Gone as in missing.
โ
REBLOGS AND COMMENTS KEEP THE FIC ALIVE. lmk if you enjoyed this because i may continue to write it extremely non-linearly! as an exercise in examining friendships, paranoia and hanging out with eddie and ronnie.
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Ooooo how would any/all of the boys react to turning 40???
*Sigh* 40 is a damn fine age. Please accept these snaccs:
Charlie Barber: Henry's all set up to stay with his cousins for the week so you two can get away to the little villa he's booked in Tuscany for the two of you. You'll have the whole time to drink red wine, make homemade pasta, and fuck in the sunshine on the deck off the master bedroom.
Clyde Logan: He feels so damn lucky to be alive, to be with you. Growin' up with Jimmy, two tours in Iraq, all his adventures and misadventures, and he's finally settled down with you and happy as can be. All he wants is to sit with ya on the porch swing and watch the sunset with a beer in handโbut he won't say no to the butterscotch cake ya baked him.
Adam Sackler: Can't really believe he's fuckin' forty. He promises to put some of his commercial money in an IRA and take enough of a break from acting for a little staycation to fuck on every surface of your apartment together.
Flip Zimmerman: You sure you don't want to have a baby, sugar?
Phillip Altman: Perpetual man child. He offers to get matching cougar tattoos with you.
Rick Smolan: Motorcycle tour of Vietnam together, letting you take photos on his DSLR while you ride on the back of his bike.
Ronnie Peterson: Cabo San Lucas with you and all your friends. He wants to drink daiquiris, sing karaoke, and maybe get a sunburn at a nude beach!
#adam sackler#clyde logan#charlie barber#rick smolan#flip zimmerman#phillip altman#officer ronnie peterson#adam sackler x reader#charlie barber x reader#clyde logan x reader#ronnie peterson x reader#rick smolan x reader#phillip altman x reader#flip zimmerman x reader#adcu#jyn z snaccs#jynzandtonic writes
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Drafts are at spoiled level
POV: Me after I finish all of my drafts.
Ya'll ain't ready
#drafts#dbh markus x reader#alejandro vargas x reader#vincent sinclair x reader#pierre chavanges x reader#carlisle cullen x reader#tony stark x reader#alfie solomons x reader#ronnie kray x reader#volturi kings x reader#aro volturi x reader#caius volturi x reader#marcus volturi x reader#severus snape x reader#red dead redemption 2 x reader#secondo x reader#papa emeritus ii x reader#negan x reader#negan smith x reader#bruce banner x reader
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A Freak and a Basket Case: Chapter Two: Made in Heaven
From the Delulu Writer: Youโre going to realize that I donโt write short fics. This was straight from Google Docs mobile. I donโt know how long this is, so fuck it we ball. Iโm hoping the generous Eddie POV helps break this aversion to longer fics.
Warnings: Flight of Icarus spoilers, references to drug use, minor suicide mention.
[Masterlist] - Chapter One - Chapter Two (You are Here) - [Latest]
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The โ85-โ86 academic year had to be his year.
It had to be.
It was his last shot. The last hoorah. He had just barely made the cutoff age for the academic year, and it was a miracle in itself that Principal Higgins had a modicum of decency to give him a break and let him even try to attend school again. He would be cutting it too close for comfort, and during the summer Eddie Munson had promised his uncle that he would get his head out of his ass this time around. No more screw ups. No more bullshit scams.
That promise was made in summer, when he was still able to sleep in, hotbox the feelings of shame and guilt away in his van, and gorge on junk food during unholy hours of the early morning before passing out until noon.
Now that he was being jolted awake by both the shrill sound of the radio alarm, and his uncle was kicking his mattress to wake him up at four thirty in the morning before heโd even gotten a good chance at sleep, Eddie was ready to throw in the fucking towel. Bitter thoughts swarmed in his mind.
Fuck it. Kick me out of school. See if I give two shits.
He was at the point where he was forgetting what was important. Last year was a year of losses. Almost losing the Hellfire Club to bullshit blackmail orchestrated by a sadistic son of a bitch of a principal that he did not fully trust. Ronnie had at least reached out via letter after a time, and she sent a few clipped sentences written with an electric typewriter all the way from New York whenever she had enough money left over from dorm expenses to buy postage stamps. But Dougie had gone nuclear. Never quite forgiving his friend for what he had almost undone.
And then there was Paigeโฆ
Eddie had been thinking of that mess nonstop the first day back for some reason, running late stuck behind a green Dodge with wood paneling while also battling the commuters during the clusterfuck that constituted rush hour in Hawkins, Indiana. He didnโt know why he was in such a hurry when that morning heโd been ready to give up all over again. Emotions were running high and low, he felt like he was trapped on a broken-down roller coaster falling apart on a shoddy side of the road carnival. Wanting to jump off, throw up, scream, and cry all at once as the reality of everything set in.
Eddie Munson had fucked everything up. Once in a lifetime opportunities lost to the ages in the year of 1984.
โ86 had to be his year. Otherwise, he had nothing else left.
He was on his way to his locker when a string bean of a freshman wearing khakis and a button down polo from the GAP slammed into him from behind. Eddie immediately turned around to catch him before he hit the ground, asking the dazed boy if he was okay, confirming it was so, then looking towards the source. He assumed it was a jock, it always was, but he saw no suspicious hunter green letterman jackets lurking in the throng of students looking to get to their classes.
And then there was the gaggle of girls laughing and pointing, but he couldnโt see the object of their teasing because once he came within five feet of their gaggle they saw Eddie the Freak and bolted. So far the first day back was shaping up to be one of those weird days, whispers abound of some bitch of a basket case wandering around dressed for a cold front in August.
For obvious reasons, Eddie was intrigued. A bitch of a basket case was new. Especially ones wearing winter coats in summer when the humidity drowned you before the heat got to you. He doubted there was any merit to the rumors truth be told, but he had to see it for himself. He searched high and low, ditching his first period class to see if he could catch a glimpse. And then like an answer to his prayers he heard a siren call:
Metallica on cassette. Kill โEm All Album. Side 1. Approximately thirty nine minutes and six seconds into the album. Track number nine. Seek and Destroy.
Blasting so goddamned loud that from his distance it sounded faint, but he knew that whoever was listening to it directly would be deaf before their twenty-first birthday.
He saw you beelining for the front door, and instantly Eddie was fascinated by you. Sure enough you were all bundled up in your quilted Carhartt jacket like a blue collar worker braving a blizzard, gray skirt swishing as you power walked down the hall. The music beckoned to him, and the Black Sabbath patch on your blue backpack encouraged him to follow. Despite the stormy look on your face and the fuck off aura radiating from you, Eddie couldnโt help but allow the admiration to take over. He wasnโt intimidated, he wasnโt repulsed by your demeanor or appearance. Quite the contrary, Eddie could see something in the way your body communicated to the world:
You were a lost, pathetic little lamb trying to butt heads with everyone and everything, unaware that the world was fanged and scary and could spit you out in a malformed bolus should it desire.
And yet you still kept trying to fight back.
It was as if his body was moving of his own accord. His heart knew before his brain could logically process what was happening. A compulsion, his inner wild child, sent signals to his feet to quicken his pace as he raced after you, adrenaline coursing through him as he heard nothing but the steady pace of your gait matching the pulse of Seek and Destroy. Eddie didnโt stop until he was so close he was breathing in your scent, and in a sudden burst of confidence, both hands flashed out and snatched you by the backpack straps, pulling you in until you were flush against him. He yanked off your headphones, getting in close until his lips were grazing the shell of your ear.
โYouโve got bitchinโ taste in music there, princess. Metallica, right?โ
Your scream cut off the last bit, and he held onto you like he was holding a wild stallion steady as you jumped nearly ten feet in the air. You were still pressed with your backpack to his chest, your own little chest heaving with fear.
โFUCK ME FREDDY!โ You hollered. โYou scared the shit out of me!โ
Eddie laughed hard as he spun you around to face him, hands steadying your shoulders as he looked you in the eye with a large smile on his face.
โSorry, sorryโฆ Relax. Didnโt mean to scare you there. But hey, at least that got your attention, right?โ
You hit the pause button on your Walkman and killed the music, looking up with a stormy and defiant expression. Eddie realized something when you looked at him: you had been hiding behind fear. Your eyes, minimized by the thick coke bottle lenses within the frames of your glasses, began to soften when you looked at him. He could see the tightly wound tension leave your body as you relaxed. Your facade was slipping. Before him was an individual army crawling through hell to survive.
โYou uhโฆ you heard my music huh?โ you said quietly.
Eddie grinned, nodding enthusiastically.
โOh yeah. From all the way down the hall. You like Metallica?โ he asked.
โUh huhโฆโ
Eddie grinned at the shy answer. Godโฆ You were adorable.
โHell yeah, good taste. Metallica is one of my favorites too.โ
He noticed you werenโt much for eye contact. As much as he tried to meet your gaze you wouldnโt look right at him. It seemed as if you were closing yourself off from everyone, a purposeful and calculated act. Understandable if he was being honest. Your eyes were red rimmed and your nose was still dripping a little bit. The morning must not have been kind. For a moment he saw your vulnerability, and it endeared him to you.
โIโm Eddie, by the way.โ he said gently, holding out his hand.
โEddie?โ You cocked your head to the side, sweet little face looking up at him as if expecting a trick.
โYup.โ he popped the consonant at the end, and he tried to give you a sweet disarming smile to show his sincerity, โThatโs me, Eddie Munson.โ
Gently, slowly, he felt your warm hand envelop his. He shook it just enough; not too firm of a handshake that he scared you off, but not so weak that it seemed he didnโt want to touch you. Because if the way his heart was racing at the feel of your warm palm against his was any indication, he very much did want to touch you, and he wanted to make sure you knew it.
A few seconds ticked by, and you finally told him your name after letting go of his hand. He noticed at first that you seemed to try saying something else, but you quickly corrected yourself. Eddie repeated your name slowly. It suited you. Very lovely. Silence for a beat, and then you gulped and spoke up to end the silence.
โMy favorite person in the whole wide world is an Eddieโฆโ you mumbled softly.
โYeah? Whoโs this other Eddie?โ He raised an eyebrow, dimples showing with the big cheeser he had on his face as he noticed you still werenโt letting go of his hand.
โEddie V-โฆ Eddie Van Halenโฆโ you stammered.
Eddieโs heart nearly stopped.
โNo way, are you shitting me right now?โ he demanded.
You shook your head.
โNoโฆ Iโve seen him liveโฆ heโsโฆ heโs really cool.โ
Inhale through the nose, hold for five seconds, exhale through the mouth so he didnโt start having a heart attack.
โHow the hell did you end up going to one of those concerts?โ He managed
โโฆ my dad. Last year... He took me for an early birthday presentโฆโ
So youโve got good taste in music, and you have a dad that takes you to concerts like Van Halen as an early birthday presentโฆ
โThey were pit side. I got one of the shirts at my house.โ
God dammitโฆ No. Thereโs no way. Thereโs no way in the hell that youโre realโฆ
โWhich concert was it?โ He croaks tentatively.
โThe 1984 Tourโฆ I saw them and Autograph playโฆ in Albuquerque.โ
He had to stop you right there.
โOkay wait hold on, your dad seriously took you out of Indiana all the way into the middle of nowhere in New Mexico just to see Van Halen for your birthday?! Where in hell do you even live where that seems like a feasible option?! Thatโs a twelve hour drive at least!โ
โI used to live in New Mexico.โ You said softly. โIโm not from hereโฆโ
Yeah, yeah of course you werenโt from Hawkins. There was no way in shit someone as cool as you, someone who had been pit side to Van fucking Halen, could be from Indiana. It almost gave him flashbacks to shades of his ex, and he nearly wanted to pull away from the conversation. Yet you were so sweet, so different, and he knew if he let you just become a random anecdote in the annals of time, Eddie would have thrown up for weeks and then jumped into traffic if he saw you being poached by someone else.
He pressed on. Heart racing and trying to maintain so that he didnโt spook you.
โCould have fooled me, you donโt have the accent for it.โ Eddie said, leaning up against one of the tan lockers.
You hesitated and bit your lower lip, nodding and rocking side to side on your feet as you began to pluck at the loose threads of your jacket.
โโฆ people here donโt like to hear it. So I cover it upโฆโ you said.
โGood idea. Because honestly, itโs not worth the troubleโฆ Youโre in Hicksville now. Hawkins isnโt the first narrow minded white bread town, and itโs not going to be the last. Especially if you donโt fit in with their good olโ boys club mold. Hell, I donโt even fit in it. Iโm the biggest target for these bigoted assholes with my reputation. I donโt doubt youโll get the same amount of bullshit I do.โ
โYouโฆ?โ You blinked, confusion written on your face, โWhy would anyone make fun of you?โ
Harsh laughter erupted from his throat, and he was so consumed by the absurdity of your question that he didnโt notice you flinch back. As if he was being crucified, Eddie held out his arms dramatically wide, his battle vest opening up to show off his Led Zeppelin baseball tee with a couple of holes in the fabric where the rivets on his jeans had been rubbing against them.
โTake a good look at The Freak of Hawkins High sugarplum. Iโm a long haired satan worshiping metalhead cult leader. I play shitty Pantera and Slayer covers in a dive bar every week. I deal drugs to the preppy kids that have more money than sense. I lure innocents in to play my little satanic Dungeons and Dragons games, and then I hotbox it in my van afterwards with them. Iโm a Munson, furthest thing from a good little schoolboy. No, no, we Munsons drop out of high school and go to jail young, and probably die young too.โ
He went on and on, the word vomit not stopping. If he was going to be honest with himself, he knew this potential thing you two had was dead on arrival from the moment you opened your mouth and started talking about Van Halen. You were way out of his league, even by metalhead standards. From what he gathered, you had deep pockets, or at least your dad did if he was able to take you to shit like Van Halen concerts, something Eddie could only dream of. Everything about this was scary. It was scary and horrifying and the only thing he could think of doing was self sabotaging before he got too attached to you.
And then you frowned, still looking at the floor, until you spoke up, looking him directly in his eyes.
โThat doesnโt make no senseโฆ Sounds like a bunch of horseshit to me.โ You said simply.
He watched it all happen so suddenly and he couldnโt look away. His large brown eyes widening and his heart turning cartwheels in his chest when he saw the little twinkles of light, the little pinpricks of stars beginning to glimmer in your eyes as you held direct eye contact with him. It wasnโt just that you were cute, because Jesus H. Christ you were the cutest thing heโd ever seen in his life. There were other things heโd never seen on anyone heโd dated: honest to god romance novel pining on your face, your soft lips parting slightly as if you wanted to speak but had lost the words. Your body moved in closer to him, and his own reciprocated purely on instinct, inviting you into his space.
Magnetism.
โNone of it makes any sense does it?โ He said, voice so low you had to lean further in to hear him, โBut this is Hawkins. Judgemental jackanapes abound and people like you and me are lambasted for the crime of being different. Double for you Iโm guessing, since youโre the new Hispanic kid in town.โ
You nodded, looking hopefully at him.
โLet me guess, you had an easier time fitting in when you were in New Mexico, right?โ He asked.
There was a brief hesitation as you gathered your thoughts.
โโฆ Kind of. Maybe not towards the end, but thereโs a lot of guys into heavy metal and leather and stuff. A lot of my tios- my uncles- are rockers. My brother likes it too.โ
โOlder or younger brother?โ He asked.
โOlderโฆโ
โHe get you into metal?โ He grinned.
โYeah.โ You said, nodding, โHe started me on Black Sabbath and Ozzy, my favorites other than Van Halen. My dad was the one who showed me Van Halenโฆ oh, and Dioโฆโ
โRadโฆ your dad and your brother got you set up with the best of the best. You have some of the most badass taste in music in all of Hawkins right now.โ Eddie praised, and heโd wished he had complimented you sooner, because now that he saw you smile and giggle at his compliments he couldnโt get enough, โโฆ and thatโs a hell of a smile youโve got there sweetheart. And a pretty laugh to match.โ
โQuit itโฆโ you giggled.
โHell no, you canโt just tell me to quit it the second I give you a compliment. Gotta take the compliments where you get them.โ
There was that smile, that goddamned cute giggle. The reaction he wanted. You covered up your mouth as you began to uncontrollably laugh, as if youโd taken a fat hit of reefer and had the permanent giggles. He loved people like you, who acted high and giggly without any external help. But he didnโt like how you were trying to hide those teeth from him. He wanted to see it. Wanted to see your smile and bask in the good feeling it gave him.
โAh ah, none of that!โ He scolded, holding up a finger, โYou quit hiding that pretty face from me. What? You donโt want me to see it?โ
โNuh uh!โ You giggled.
A devilish grin came over Eddieโs face.
โYou gonna make me get forceful, sweetheart?โ
โNooooooโฆ!โ You whined, laughing harder as you shook your head quickly.
โCut it out then. Put that damn hand down, lemme see that pretty face.โ
Eddie began to wrestle your hand away from your face as you squealed in delight, shrinking in on yourself as he let out a mad giggle. He was enjoying this, enjoying the feeling of touching you and not having his face slapped or being punched in the stomach. You welcomed his touch, almost craved it, flying into a fit of hysterical laughter when he played dirty and grabbed your sides, tickling your soft plump abdomen so that you were forced to move your hands away from your face to shield your belly.
At the end of it, Eddie was breathless with laughter, holding your sides and swaying with you. Coming down from your fun, he saw your smile for the first time. No pearly whites. He could see the flaws and imperfect teeth as you smiled ear to ear.
Real recognizes realโฆ
You are very much real. Very much so. Youโre warm and soft and real underneath his fingertips.
โPrincess,โ he breaths.
You cock your head, swaying side to side and your grin never leaves your face.
โThere we go.โ He says softly, stroking your sides, โThereโs that beautiful smile. See? Much better when youโre not hiding it behind your hands.โ
Your eyes sparkled, starry eyesโฆ
Heโd only ever seen hungry eyes before. Only ever been desired like one desired a succulent steak or a rich slice of cake. Last year felt like he was giving up so many vital aspects of himself that he almost felt like an imposter when he kept trying to have a better year, a shot at a better life. Everyone had taken from him last year, gnawing at the bones of his corpse until there was nothing left.
Paige looked at me like she wanted to eat meโฆ
But youโฆ
You look at Eddie Munson as if you are awestruck by him, and as shocking as the feeling is, it makes him feel beautiful for a split second. He feels important. He feels valued, like heโs been the epitome of good alignment his whole life and the chaotic parts donโt matter. You look at him like youโre seeing a mythical hero. As if your village was burning to the ground all around you and heโd just come in the nick of time, clad in mithril armor, immune to the flames and devastation and ready to swoop you up to your feet.
But that defiance when you first faced him, the fire in you, itโs a strength, itโs a power he is drawn to. Realistically he knows if he were to swoop in it wouldnโt be to save you, it would be to help you pick up your own sword and fight alongside him.
He wanted that. He wanted someone to fight lifeโs battles alongside him.
He wanted that someone to be you.
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Silent Treatment
18+ Minors DNI!!!
Full Masterlist Legend Masterlist
Pairing: Reggie Kray x Fem!Reader (nicknamed bee)
Summary:Reggie accidentally hurts youโฆ
Warnings: swearing,fighting,punching,slapping,blood,broke glass,injuries,crying!!! (Please tell me if I missed any!!!)
Im not gonna lie I donโt even know how this fight started.
I think it was about some business deal or something stupid but it escalated quicklyโฆ
โYouโre a fuckin Disgrace mate.โ Reggie yelled at Ron
โYou fuckin cunt! cunt!โ Ron yelled as he slapped Reggie across the face.
โRon! No. Ron! Stop!โ Reggie yelled back punching him in the face and ducking when Ron punched back.
Ron grabbed a Wine bottle and held it up. โRon! No! No thatโs a bottle! Ron.โ Reggie yelled as he held up a finger at him.
Ron screamed as he lunged at Reggie, bottle in hand still.
โFuck! Ron!โ Reggie yelled as he grabbed the bottle off of him.
Ron screamed as he bit Reggieโs hand, reg yelling as he punched him again.
โFuckin! Wanker!โ Reggie yelled pushing Ron off of him and โReggie!โ You yelled trying to get his attention and thatโs when he threw the bottle directly at you.
You screamed, as the bottle smashed into pieces, luckily you held your arm up, but now your arm was bleeding and you had cuts scattered all over your face.
Reggie stood there in shock, โright thatโs enough!โ Albie yelled holding his arms out between the brothers.
You wiped the blood off of your lip, looking up at Reggie.
You stared at him with a blank expression before walking to the bar, grabbing a glass of wine and your purse and leaving the club.
โY/n- I-โ Reggie stuttered
โenough reg. Mate.โ Albie said holding his hand out.
โCโmon help me up.โ Ron asked looking up at reg.
And he shook his head as he held his hand out and Ron pulled him down on top of him.
โFuck sake Ron!โ Reggie shouted
โIm very sorry.โ Ron said and reg nodded
โItโs okay. Are you done?โ Reggie huffed
โIs she gone.โ Ron asked looking around the club
โYes. Sheโs gone mate.โ Reggie sighed
โSheโs a keeper.โ Ron said and Reggie stood up.
โYes. Thanks mateโ Reggie said patting him on the chest before wiping the blood off his face.
โAlbie! Take care of Ron!โ Reggie yelled as he ran out of the club.
Run in down the road to find you.
Fuck it was late, there were weirdos about.
โFuck!โ Reggie yelled as he kicked a wall in anger when he saw no sign of you.
โโโ
The next morning.
โthere she is.โ Reggie said pointing to you through the car window screen.
โYeah. I got her.โ Albie said as he followed you through the market.
โAll right, stop here.โ Reggie said as albie pulled the car over.
โThat girls gonna be the death of me.โ Reggie said as he got out the car.
โMind how you go.โ Albie said before he shut the door.
โBee. Bee. Excuse me sorry, โ Reggie said as he pushed past people as he tried to catch up with you.
He ran up next to you, โI need to have a word with you about something.โ
You didnโt reply.
You were beyond pissed and he knew it.
You were always mad but this was the angriest you had ever been before.
You was so mad you didnโt even yell.
โBee? Cโmonโฆtalk to me?โ Reggie said as he walked faster when you did.
โBee? Please can we forget last night. Letโs restart.โ Reggie said walking in front of you.
And thatโs when he saw your cut up face.
He didnโt even want to think about what your arm looked like.
โI- I didnโt mean to- it was-โ Reggie stammered and you huffed walking past him quickly and he followed you.
โWe- we can forget everything thatโs bad right? And we can just keep everything thatโs good?โ He said and you shook your head walking quickly and leaving the market.
And he still followed after you.
โSilent treatment? Really?โ Reggie huffed behind you and you rolled your eyes.
You headed towards your house door and quickly knocked.
โBee! Please talk to me? We need to talk!โ Reggie said walking towards you but luckily Tommy answered the door and you rushed in.. โBee? What happened to your face?!โ Tommy asked worried
You was about time walk away but Reggie grabbed your arm making you yelp in pain.
Billy came out after hearing shouting โBee Are you alright?โ He asked you and you shook your head
โFuck! I didnโt mean to-โ Reggie was cut off by you running upstairs.
โWhat did you do?!โ Tommy shouted at him.
โI didnโt mean to hurt her- Iโ Reggie said running his hand through his hair.
โYou did that!โ Tommy yelled and Reggie punched the skin between his brows.
โI didnโt mean to it was a fuckin accident!โ Reggie yelled.
โOi! Get insideโ Billy said to Tommy and he glared at Reggie before waking away.
โReg, I donโt know what happened but I suggest you leave and leave her alone for a couple hoursโ Billy said sternly to Reggie and he rubbed the back of his neck and nodded.
Billy shut the door and hurried to your bedroom.
โBee? What happened?โ He asked knocking on your door.
โIโm coming in okay?โ He said and walked in, you was laying on your bed holding your face into your pillow.
โTalk to me?โ He said and you nodded
โReg and Ron had a fight..and reg threw a wine bottle at meโฆโ you said removing the pillow from your face and he sucked in a breath.
โPlease donโt be mad at him. It really was an accident I promise.โ You said to him honestly and he sighed.
โPromise?โ He asked holding his pinky out and you shook it.
You never broke pinky promises.
โAlright, this is his last warnings thoughโ he warned and you nodded.
โTommy said something about your arm?โ Billy said scared to see the injury.
You gently pulled your sleeve up and he sighed again.
โThat looks..painful.โ Billy said looking at your bruised,bloody arm.
โIt is.โ You rolled your eyes making him laugh.
โRonnie and Johnny are not gonna like this.โ
โPlease donโt tell them yetโ you pleaded and he sucked in a breath and nodded.
โโโ
The next day.
Reggie was stood outside your house. Knocking on the door.
The house was empty besides you.
You opened the door sucking in a breath.
โBeeโฆIโm sorry please listen to me.โ Reggie pleaded waiting to see if youโd shut the door but you didnโt.
โIt was an accident! It wonโt happen again! I would never hurt you. Well I did- but it was an accident! I didnโt-โ Reggie rambled on and you had a small smile watching him.
โGod, please say something! Yell at me! Anything I donโt care just say something.โ Reggie said looking at you sadly.
โYouโre a real prick.โ You said and he relaxed.
โI know. I know. Iโm sorryโ he said opening his arms and you hesitantly hugged him, relaxing into his embrace.
He rested his face into your hair, smelling your comforting scent.
โI love you so fucking much it hurts. How can I make it up to you?โ He asked sniffling.
And you smiled into his chest.
โBabysit with me this Friday?โ You asked and he nodded โI donโt think Tommy likes meโ
โThen you can bond with himโ you said smiling raising your eyebrows. Making him laugh.
โAnd you might wanna talk to my brothersโฆthey do not like you right nowโ you said and Reggie sighed nodding.
โYeah Iโm already planning that..โ
Your brothers forgave him with a last warning.
And Tommy and Reggie grew a little bit closer.
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If you don't mind sharing, I would love to know more about what inspired you to write love me more and formalhautโhow did the story take shape, why you wanted to portray such a relationship, your processes, etc. I haven't come across such a fic before in this fandom, and it moved me in a way that I want to devour everything I can find about it. So much love! โค๏ธโ๐ฉน๐ฎโ๐จ
are you planning to kill me today with these comments and asks be honest. i'm crying because i never thought i would receive such a lovely question about something i poured my heart into. i definitely don't mind sharing if you can't tell by my enthusiasm.
love me more was inspired by the same named mitski song and i kid you not, it was my no.1 in spotify last year because i looped it so much while writing. the scenes come to me in the form of daydreams and when they're so vivid, i take it too far and write a whole script in my head. the first scene of lmm was the starting point because i pictured the somber lights and the low-volume tv like a movie scene. and i thought about the level of intimacy they would share, which made me think of awkward touches. the character of the mc comes from deep corners of my heart, i feel vulnerable saying that her initial plans for the "happy ever after" she thought for herself is parallel to mine.
their dynamic spiraled into marriage of convenience somehow, i think because of the first scene which helped set the tone. and because i was on a mitski lockdown at the time, "me and my husband" was the title of the fic initially. (also the inspiration for ada and leon's relationship on the side) of course i thought leon would NOT marry someone so casually. so i focused on his character and made the decision that he would be tired and lonely. regretful of the losses.
the second scene that basically wrote itself entirely in my head was their first anniversary on the couch. why is this character (the reader) that is seemingly so distant from love is in a marriage? because she has nowhere to put down the love for her best-friend and her mother. the fleabag tv show is my favorite, can you tell...
i was listening to "no plan" by hozier and that's when the proposal scene happened in my head. "i'll be your man if you got love to get done," is a crazy line from the song. for some people it may not be so profound but for me it was show-stopping. so nonchalant yet so caring. it's like saying "hey, i'll be what you want me to be. let's not plan anything for this." this is the exact line of inspiration for their dynamic.
i basically started writing what i was daydreaming and it snowballed into 19k. one scene led to another so easily once i started writing it.
one thing i would like to note about both love me more and fomalhaut is that leon feels like there are a lot of expectations on him. mostly from the nature of his line of work. his expectations of his first relationship, expectations for his work. you get what i mean. and when reader comes into his life announcing that she would not expect anything from him, he thinks he can live with it (and proposes immediately lmao). in fomalhaut, he learns what no expectations means and it is not an easy pill for him to swallow.
to summarize, my inspiration was partly mitski and hozier, partly fleabag and i guess for the relationship dynamic, sally rooney's books.
thank you for this lovely ask ๐ค
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Could you do a Ronnie Kray begging the reader, hope your well? ๐ฅฐ Ali xx
Ronnie goes on his knees, like a tree being felled. You swallow audibly and look down upon him. You most certainly hadn't expected him to do this. He looks up to you, his eyes stormy. "R-ron.." You whisper. "I need this." He growls. There is an urge in his eyes, a stormy, demanding urge. "Let me have this." He says, through clenched teeth. "I can't Ronald." You reply. "Yes you can." He barks.
You take a step back.
"Ron, you are scaring me." You whisper. Your voice is shaking, as are your hands.
Ronald looks at you, utterly defeated. "Please, Y/N, please." He rasps. But you shake your head. "I can't." You whimper. "Yes you can." He all but demands. "Ask Teddy..." You whisper. But Ron shakes his head. "That is not allowed. It had to be you." He growls. There is something dark in his voice now. He is no longer taking no for an answer.
"Please." He says and it is a demand, not a question.
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Fandoms i write for:
Supernatural
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Kyle Spencer
Jimmy Darling
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Choking, degrading, petplay, ftm reader + T4T, C4C (cis for cis), hair pulling, blood kink, younger reader + older character, himbo,
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Step-incest teacher x student (both 18+), incest, noncon, dubcon, breeding kink
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P3dophilia , pregnancy smut, sa, scat kink corpse fucking, foot kink, fem reader, fem character
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Dad x son, brother x brother, uncle x nephew and allat shit
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Whatevers not on here i might write. :P also i dont kinkshame๐ซถ๐ผ
I do not condone any of the acts i write about.
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Eddie Munson would know how to help a Reader on their period because Ronnie Ecker had no boundaries and absolutely made Eddie go buy her pads and tampons and described everything to him in gory detail.
Eddie would then go on to use those horrifying descriptions in his campaign.
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jj apologizing with pizza reminds me of when sammi tried to give ronnie pizza after thier fight!
everything is a jersey shore reference if you really pay attention lol!
he'd just be standing there eating his own slice listing to you bitch and be stubborn...he's just trying to apologize in his own way!
ronnieโs creepy little laugh lollll
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