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I enjoy any reverse age fic that keeps Anakin realistically dark (and dramatic - I am an eViL SItH!!!) while also letting twink Obi-Wan be like, nope, Jedi live and Palpatine dies, those are the rules for fucking me <3
its very important to me that anakin thinks and acts like he's the most powerful person in the whole galaxy but then his soaking wet pathetic chihuahua of a padawan actually holds both of their leashes yeah
padawan obi-wan is like kill your master for me it would make me happy for a millisecond and anakin does the math and is like. perfect ok will do immediately. is there anyone i can kill for you that would make you happy for a whole minute? maybe thirty whole seconds? just let me know. i'll do it. i'll do it so fast.
#asks#obikin#throat fic au#also i do love it when their relationship tends towards fucked up but sorta equal#in this last fic anakin obviously doesnt want to share obi-wan with anyone#reason no. 1 why melida/daan ends the way it does and reason no2 why the jedi order has to go#but obi-wan doesn't want to share anakin with anyone either#not amidala not palpatine#so his deal is look i'll leave the order so im just yours#but you can't have someone you respect more#(palpatine)#so why dont you kill him dead for me or you tell the jedi everything they need to know to kill him dead#and then we can just go be weird about each other somewhere else
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toxic bf! rafe cameron x reader
"running away is easy, its the leaving thats hard."
summary- the camerons are in charge of the annual new years party this year, you along other kooks as well as the camerons distant family are invited to the estate to celebrate. you unknowingly strike up a conversation with one of rafes cousins whom he has always been in competition with since childhood, eventually having to deal with the consequences of your jealous boyfriend
warning/s- abusive relationship, slapping, degrading, choking, toxic ass relationship, mean rafe, reader is a crybaby, nutting inside as punishment, barely any aftercare, NON/DUBCON (reader lets him fuck to make him less pissed off) IF ANY OF THIS MAKES U UNCOMFY PLS DONT READ <3, etc.. im backkk pls enjoy and comment as well as repost apologies for being gone for so long lolsies 🙁
3 years ago you never would have pictured yourself where you are today, living in one of the finest estates of the island and dating one of the most popular and sought after members of this community. nor have you ever pictured yourself being in a a relationship where everyday was like stepping on eggshells and yet you never felt the urge to leave. you loved him too much to do so.
putting on silver dangly earrings as the final touch to your new years look, you turn to your boyfriend for approval. only to be met with a disgusted look on his face.
"why are you dressed like that"
"i thought you liked it? you bought it for me last week." you argued, folding your arms.
"yeah but i didn't think you'd wear it to a family event, i mean come on baby you look like a hooker." he pointed at the figure forming dress, your eyebrows furrowed. the dress was a maxi dress and the only thing revealing was the slight cleavage.
"never mind i'll just change" you exhale and quickly turn away to avoid starting an argument, but he grabs your arm and ushers for you to stay.
"you know what, lets go. we're already late." he leaves the room and you silently follow behind him.
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you and rafe walk through the door with your arm around his bicep, immediately you felt out of place. no one you knew were here and it was just random rich people. you felt your breathing begin to hitch and it continues to grow as you continue your walk into the kitchen to get drinks.
"i'll be back, stay right here." rafe orders and grabs a beer, leaving you to your thoughts.
"hey" a voice interrupted. you look up and see a tall brunette, someone you've never seen in this small island.
"uhm.. hi" you awkwardly respond back, giving a small smile which he returns.
"sorry did i interrupt? i saw you were by yourself so i thought maybe i should come and chat with you for a bit.. not that im calling you lonely. i mea- shit. im adrian by the way." he rambles and you cant help but laugh and slyly look around for your boyfriend. you know know how he gets when you talk to guys, and this guy seemed awfully familiar.
"no no, youre good. please. i was hoping someone would talk to me, everyones so intimidating here." you took another sip of your drink and lean against the marbled counter. who was this guy?
"i know right?! i thought my cousin was going to show up and greet me to everybody but i guess he's too good for that." he joked
"wow he seems like a handfu-" barely getting the response out, you instantly feel someone luring over you and harshly put their hand on your shoulder.
"what are you doing" you hear your boyfriends harsh voice whisper in your ear.
"oh hey man whats up" adrian says, they dap each other up but you could feel the tention behind it.
"i see youve met my girlfriend." rafes hand grabs your waist, massaging it. his fingers dig into your waist.
"i did, shes been a great chat." adrian responded, your jaw clenches and you bite your tongue. you feel your anxiety come back as you know youre about to dig your own grave.
"yeah she is huh. its getting kinda late though. i think we're gonna head out." before even hearing what adrian was going to say, rafe grabs your hand and starts to drag you outside.
"rafe what are you doing??? we just got here." you struggle to catch up with his long angry strides.
"do you think i give a fuck." you release yourself from his grip but he ends up pushing you up against his truck.
"i don-" his hand squeezes your throat, blocking your airways. it was 11 pm and everybody was inside, no one was seeing this.
"tell me. does it look like it?" he seethes, pushing you harder into the truck. you felt your tears start to form when his yelling is followed by his intense eye contact with you.
"no right? so get the fuck in the car." he opens the passenger seat and shoved you inside, slamming the door. rafe then gets into his seat and speeds off. you could tell by the silence and the way he was gripping the steering wheel that you were fucked.
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rafe pulls up to the driveway and practically drags you inside, you were too scared to speak up. frightened at how much worst that would make his next moves be. pushing you into the guest bedroom he starts to speak up.
"why are you such a slut, i cant even leave you alone for 5 minutes without you trying to hop on my cousins dick." he scolds you, your body sits at the end of the bed in shame. hunching to make yourself smaller, mentally preparing yourself when you see him taking off his clothes.
"take this shit off." he grabs you and tugs on your dress. but you didnt hear him, you were too busy disassociating yourself away from him and this suffocating ass room.
"what'd i fucking say?" rafe slaps you and instead of giving you the time to take off the dress, he rips it and pins you by the wrists to the bed. he glares down at you before leaning down your neck and inhaling your scent and leaving dark bruises behind.
"i was thinking about fucking you real nice and slow tonight. but after you decided to act like a whore, i'm gonna treat you like one. how's that sound baby." he mocks you and caresses you clothed pussy before pulling them off your legs.
"rafe.." you whine when he uses his buff arms to spread your legs as much as they could go. you start to hyperventilate from his threat, and cover your face so you don't have to watch him violate you. his thumb rubs at your clit, and the other hand starts to stroke his cock. the tip showing how angry he truly was.
without a warning your boyfriend slams into your pussy, barley wet and prepped. you weren't adjusted to the size of him.
"ow fuck!" you squealed and immediately tried to seek comfort by grabbing onto rafe's bicep, this only seemed to piss him off more and he pulled out and flipped you onto your stomach.
"you're not allowed to touch me. just lay there and be a good fuck toy for me to use." he gives your ass a hard before forcing his way back into you, the burn and lack of proper lubrication makes you shoot up again but he didn't let you move an inch. this sort of roughness was familiar, yet every time it never fails to terrify you.
"stay the fuck down." his large hand pushes down on the middle of your back, naturally putting you into a face down ass up position. just the way he liked it. your body shakes and trembles in fear when your boyfriends thrusts get harder.
"rafe please it hurts so bad i cant take it" you sobs getting louder, rafe lowers himself closer to you and grabs your throat cutting off your breathing.
"your pussys sucking me right in angel, i think you can." he sneered, your crying and begging seemed to anticipate him even further as he loses all his restraint. you knew you couldn't stop him. its just the way your relationship worked.
he would get mad and then take his anger out on you, and youd let him. why? because you know what he's capable of, the holes displayed throughout your guys bedroom were everyday reminders to not push him too far. but in a way, it made you feel safe and wanted. rafe would do anything to protect you and keep you away from the dangers of the outside world.
"you're starting to get wet shitttt" rafe moaned and releases your throat, both his hands grab onto your hips for leverage as he speeds up his pace hitting the good spots deep inside you. not caring about how there was going to be fingermark bruises later. you hiccup as you try to control the sounds of your crying, using a pillow as comfort while he ruins you from behind.
inevitably your stomach starts to tighten and you feel yourself about to cum, your boyfriend moves one of his hands to your hair and tugs on it. resulting in a moan from you, the other hand moves down to your clit and rubs circles.
"you gonna cum baby? cum on my dick." he orders, he was fucking you so hard and greedily that the sounds of his thrusts and skin colliding were echoing in the room. your body caved into the sensations and you felt yourself fall apart on him.
"thats it squirt all over it, make a fucking mess for me. god you're such a little slut." he coos. the overstimulation of his cock hitting your cervix over and over again made you fucked out to the point of of passing out.
"so fucking tight" his vulgar words fill your ears, he gives your pussy rough slaps and you push against him. you yelped in surprise, eyes widening when you notice that rafes thrusts started to get sloppier.
"no.. no rafe! rafe you cant, we cant!" you protested in between moans, he only laughed in response. trying to push yourself away from him but he easily overpowered you. grabbing both of your arms and pinning them behind your back.
"dont tell me what to do, you did this to yourself." he breathes heavily as he filled you to the brim with him cum, he stayed there for a moment fucking it in as deep as he could before pulling out. enjoying the view of your pretty pussy sucking him right in. your eyes squinted in disgust when you felt his seed slide down your thighs.
rafe got up to clean himself but left you lying on the bed, you definitely werent walk right now and you were so overwhelmed with everything that happened. your conscious couldnt take anymore and your eyes starting tearing up.
"why are you crying." he sat on the edge of the bed and examined your state cluelessly. he scooted closer to you and opened the drawer next to the bed and grabbed a towel, cleaning you with it. you both sat in silence until rafe decided to pick you up and make his way to your actual bedroom.
"youre so mean to me.. you know that." you sniffle into his hard chest and draw circles on it with your finger. he doesn't respond but you know he heard it because he gave you a light squeeze before laying you down on the large bed. he takes his place next to you and turns away from you.
you sigh and turn to face his back, engulfing him in a hug. rafe initially tenses up but then relaxed in your arms. slowly you begin to knock out but before you do, you were sure you heard a brief
"im sorry" from rafe.
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dealer!chris headcannons!
dealer!chris who always discounts way too much for you.
"its on me."
"what? this is like 50 bucks worth.."
dealer!chris who makes sex jokes to you all the time.
"what? keep arguing and i'll put that mouth to better use."
"i'll bend you over that table if u don't shutup."
dealer!chris who refuses to give you any hard drugs.
"u got coke?"
"u got a brain? not happening."
dealer!chris who always comes over after deals.
dealer!chris who is possessive but unloyal.
"your mine. don't let anyone think different."
"you fucked another girl last night."
dealer!chris who your arguing with 24/7.
"and you just act like im nothing after your done!"
"when did i say you were nothing to me?!"
"you dont need to fucking say it!"
dealer!chris who expects you to stay single and wait for him.
dealer!chris who is clingy when he's drunk or high.
"hi baby! i missed you!!"
"chris move you stink."
dealer!chris who goes for any guy who tries to get you.
"you tryna hit on my girl?!"
"i-"
"chris leave him alone.."
dealer!chris who hurts anyone who hurts you.
dealer!chris who doesn't let you work.
"and i've got an interview-"
"cancel it."
dealer!chris who comes over late at night to fuck.
"you up?"
"i am now you were hitting my window."
dealer!chris who is always rough.
"take it. good girl. so tight for me."
"chris! too much- too much!"
dealer!chris who never uses protection.
"gonna fill you with my babies huh? go on let go."
dealer!chris who has dissapeared when u wake up the morning after.
dealer!chris who would rather die then bring you to a deal.
"ill drop u home first."
"just take me with u.."
"your funny sweetie."
dealer!chris who doesn't let you go overboard with your orders.
"can i have a few grams of-"
"a gram per day for you unfortunately princess."
"what? since when?"
dealer!chris who watches you like a hawk at party's.
dealer!chris who looks after you while your drunk.
"yep..good girl just- get it out of you.."
dealer!chris who ends up staying loyal just for you.
"what? i blocked them all."
"shutup..ur serious..?"
dealer!chris who finds out your pregnant before you do.
"look at your cute bump."
"what? im not pregnant.."
"morning sickness? cravings? tiredness?"
"oh shit.."
dealer!chris who does all his research for you.
"it says..you've got an hour to live."
"what??"
"im messing with u."
dealer!chris who is trying to get out of dealing for you and the baby.
dealer!chris who doesn't let you do too much.
"nuh uh. pass me that, its heavy."
dealer!chris who refuses to let the doctors stress you out at birth.
dealer!chris who only ever cried infront of you when you gave birth to his baby.
"oh my god..im so proud of you. she's beautiful."
"are you okay..?"
"yeah..the onions from the cafeteria.."
"sure buddy.."
"wow..im a dad.."
dealer!chris who will not let anything happen to his family.
a/n: not sure how i feel abt this but i need to start writing my new series :)
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As a thank you.
(Vox x bar tander!Male reader)
Warnings: Violence, reader gets beaten up and they take out your eye m sorry:(
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"That, annoying fucking son of a bitch" cursed to himself Vox as he walked down the streets of hell to find a bar he could go to.
Sure he had his private bar in his flat but he needed to get away from Val and Vel.
He was just too fed up with their arguments and yelling he needed to get out.
He felt like trying a new bar tonight so he looked carefully at every one of them. When he looked into one of the last ones at the end of the road he looked behind the bar.
He liked what he saw, he saw the bartender.
He sat down on one of the bar stools and you went to him immediately.
"What can I get for you sir? You seem done with today." You commented lightly
"You guessed right, and I'll take whatever is the strongest." He answered trying to sound just a bit alluring. A one night stand with the cute bartender was just what he needed.
"A shot?" You asked back. "Thats the strongest we have"
"I'll take it, but only if you drink one with me" answer the TV back flirtatiously.
You raised your eyebrow.
"All right but only one." You answered while you filled up two very small shot glasses with a light blue liquid.
"Aren't those glasses a but too small?"
"Thats how strong it is its not advised to drink it in bigger portions." You lightly smirked at him.
"Well than, to shitty day" he raised his glass you raised yours and you both drank it.
This was only the start of the night. He kept requesting that one shot to the point where he was so drunk he was about to sell his company to your boss.
You couldn't just stand there and let him, your boss was a horrible person, 'Im way to nice to be in hell' you thought to yourself.
"Excuse me Mr.Vox someone is looking for you, they are waiting outside." You said loudly to get him out of the situation. Your boss was glaring at you with an intent to kill and you knew you'd regret this later, but Vox was nice to you and thats a very rare experience if you work as a bartender in hell.
You lead Vox outside of the bar.
"Huhh...nobody's waiting here" he said slurring his words.
"I know but you have to leave sir, I think you had enough tonight." You said as you kept glancing at the door to see if your boss would come out.
"Shut up, pretty boy I don't take orders from no one not even from someone as cute as you." He chuckled and than he fell into your arms.
"Sir? Sir wake up" but it was no use, you heard him snoring.
"Fuuuck" you couldn't just call a taxi to bring him home, every idiot would take an advantage of a drunk sleeping overlord. And you didn't have a way of reaching any of the other Vees, either.
"Shit." There was no other way you had to get him home. And of course you didn't have a car. So you just put him on your back and headed for the massive Vees tower. Thank god it was not so far. You knew your boss is not gonna be happy that you just left your shift but he was gonna beat you up for not letting Vox sell his company to him so one more punch didn't really matter.
When you arrived you walked into the lobby and to your luck (or unluck) Valentino was there giving a tantrum about where the fuck Vox was.
When he turned around and saw you his anger vanished.
"Uhhh what a handsome little toy Vox found himself, do you have a job sweetie?" He asked in his charismatic way.
"I would not make a deal with you if Lucifer himself would be forcing me to, Mr.Vox just had a bit too much tonight." You said as you placed Vox in one of the couches in the lobby.
"Have a good rest of your night sir" you said as you started to walk out.
"How interesting..." commented Val.
You were working the next day too, of course you had no such a thing as days off. After you got back last night...well all you thought your boss was going to do, he did. However he did something new. Usually he only hurts your body so that you can use your handsome face to lure people in. But this time, he was very pissed you just took away a huge opportunity so...he took away something important from you too.
You had to show up in an eye patch for work today. There was no eye underneath anyways.
Vox woke up with a murderous headache.
"Fuuuuuck I dont remember anything from last night" he said while he walked out of his room to get coffee.
Val was sitting on a couch.
"Really? Not even the cutie who took you home?"
"Huhh, who took me- oh shit the bartender?"
"He could tend to my bar." Chuckled Valentino.
"Fuck, thats...actually nice." That was a very weird thing to do.
You spilled a drink, again. It was hard to get used to only having one eye.
"Shit" you mumbled to yourself.
"(Y/N)... that better be the last drink you fucking spill understood?" Your boss growled at you.
"Yes, sir." You whispered back.
Vox walked into the bar his eyes searching only for you.
"Mr.Vox, what a pleasure to have you back." Your boss greeted him immediately.
Vox barely acknowledged him however when he spotted you at the bar, he immediately walked over.
"Had a good night sleep sir?" You asked while smiling lightly as he sat down to the bar.
"Truly lovely," he answered sarcastically. Now that he was looking at you without a fogged mind in day light, you were even more handsome than he originally remembered.
"What can I get you sir?"
"Nothing, I cant drink right the taste of vomit is still fresh in my mouth." He answered. You chuckled at that. It was a pleasant sound for Vox. He smiled a bit too. And then he realized, you didn't have an eye patch yesterday. He knew because he remembered staring at your eyes a lot yesterday.
"What happened?" Vox blurted out. Surprising even himself. Since when does he care? Since now apparently.
You gut nervous all of a sudden and glanced at your boss who was looking at the two of you suspiciously.
"N-Nothing you know how being a bartender is its not the safest job in the world."
Vox saw the glance. He also saw that your boss was glaring at you from the moment you two started talking.
"Would you excuse me for a second" he said at last and started walking over to your boss. Only to be stopped by you grabbing his hand.
"No, sir don't" you said, if you made such a huge power as Vox mad at your boss, you would loose much more than one of your eye.
"Oh sweetie, your boss is nothing" he said as he smiled at you to get you to let go, which you did, still worried.
You saw that Vox was talking to your boss. You boss started shacking his head and got really pissed, thats when Vox put his hand around your boss's neck and made him sign something.
When Vox walked over to you, you still looked worried.
"Come on, we are leaving." He said.
"What? Sir I cant."
"I bought you, sugar, I have a private bar." He smirked at you slightly.
"Just to say thanks for last night."
And to have you with him, but you don't need to know that yet.
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Toodles I hope you guys liked it😘
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i lowkey really got out of hand, girl... i'm sorry, i can re-do it if you'd like!!! (btw im not really sorry, im kinda proud of the smut i wrote) tw: not proofread cause im kinda lazy rn
matt's girlfriend was the sweetest angel anyone had ever met. always putting everyone's needs before her own. never wanting to disappoint anyone and she just had a very motherly nature, needing to take care of everyone around her.
so, that translated that she was a pathological people pleaser. taking up extra shifts at her work, always saying yes to her boss even though she didn't want to do something he suggested, giving her coworkers rides home, baking them the cookies she once brought to work and everyone continuesly asked for, giving rides to her coworkers and so much more.
her natural instinct of saying yes to everything to please everyone left her exhausted all the time. so, when she did have free time all she'd do is nap, that would be the case, of course, if no one of her friends called her to hang out or have her do some kind of chore. matt had finally had enough of missing his girlfriend so much and never having any time with her. and that's when he decided to intervene.
firstly, he decided to mix up her white laundry with a piece of red clothing, painting all of her formal clothes and cute lingerie, pink. you moved on and said, "That's fine, sweetie. everyone makes mistakes." matt had to work harder to pull out the beast he knew you were hiding.
secondly, he started messing up all of your orders. putting onion and peppers in every order, two vegetables you hated passionately.you did show a little more aggression towards that, but you picked the disgusting veggies off and made no deal about it.
thirdly, matt thought this was his best shot at getting out the worst version of you. you were currently enjoying a party at full swing, everyone was having fun and drinking. you were with your girlfriends a few feet away from where you had last left matt. what you had failed to realize yet was that matt had some added companion from the last time you looked over to him. a girl glued to his side. at that moment ,you didn't think you'd ever been angrier. matt tried to hide his smirk as he saw you stalking over to him with crossed arms over your chest. when you got there, you tapped the girl aggressively on her shoulder, causing her to turn around and give you a look as if you were the one interrupting something. she suddenly spoke, "what do you want?" she said as her big brown eyes bored over your figure,"for you to stop talking to my boyfriend." you said as you pushed her out of the way and grabbed matt by his hand.
you had to managed to get away from the crowded house party and inside his parked car."can you tell me why the fuck that bitch was on you like that? you fucking bored of me or something?" you said as you slapped down his neck, matt couldn't help but smile wickedly. "maybe." he replied testing you even more, he knew he was playing with fire. "maybe, huh?? i'll fucking show you how boring i am, matt. get in the back and strip." he knew not to piss you off more so that's what he did. finally, you climed to the backseat right after he had obeyed and done everything you had asked him to.
"so, you think you're funny, matt, yeah? you think i'm such a people pleasure who would let you fuck some random dumb whore?" oh my god, did he love seeing this side of you. he made a mental note to piss you more often. he was getting a bit too excited while you were sat on top of his lap and quite literally could feel his dick stood up against your thigh. "no, no that's not what i was trying to do. i love you, baby." you laughed bitterly at that, grabbing him by his face and pulling his lips close enough to yours, touching but never kissing, "well, i think you deserve a lesson, baby." you said mocking him. so you got to work. you were currently on your knees on the floor of his car, leaving kisses on the length of his dick and occasional "kitten" licks on his tip. taking your sweet time teasing him and making it more painful each moment you passed without doing anything further. the growns you'd hear of him, making your core drip to the carpet of his car, due to your lack of underwear. whenever he'd to push your head so you could take him further into your mouth, you'd shake your head and shot him a disapproving look and he'd quickly let go. after a while of teasing him, you decided to fully take him in your mouth. he almost came when your warm mouth came into contact with his dick. your movements slow and steady. keeping him guessing your next movement. he knew not to try you, either. but when you felt his dick twitch in your mouth, you decided it was time to let go. you had brought him to such point of overstimulation and overwhelm that he could feel tears spill from his eyes. sat perched up on his lap with your legs spread, your skirt so shirt, giving him a view of your pantie-less pussy, he wanted to cry. so, when you finally leaned in to kiss him, he sighed in relief. your lips moving so hungrily against each other, his kiss so bruising. you could feel his hands grab the bottom of your tight crop top and pull it off your head. hands immediately going to grab at your breasts, meanwhile kissing and sucking your collarbones. then, he went down to suck your nipples, paying equal attention to both of them, his hands dropping to play with you clit. your pornographic moans filling the silence of his car. when you pulled his hands away to replace them with his dick he was gone for. he came almost immediately, as expected. but that didn't stop you. you weren't gonna stop if you didn't get to cum. so you eagerly moved on his dick trying to reach your high. your breasts jumping up and down on his face, a sight he wishes he could see every waking second of his life. that fueled him to thrust up inside you, not being able to resist but play with your tits once more. kissing and sucking. "you're so perfect, baby. no one could compare to you, my love." he said as he pulled from your tits and looking up at you with a lust filled gaze. both of you came to a high eventually. completely spent from your actions. "you love this side of me, don't you?" you accused matt, he couldn't help but let out the biggest smile "mhm yeah really turns me on how crazy you can get.", "oh, is that so?" "yes, i love my sweet kind girlfriend but baby you need to let out more the insane girl only i get to see."
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CHAPTER ONE | GET ME
Jenna Ortega x G!P Reader
Warnings: 18+ smut and idk what else sooo
Words: 3.1k
A/N: Tell me if you guys like this series so far. Also I re-wrote this chapter and changed readers age in the prologue.
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"You didn't have to drive me. I could've walked or taken the bus." You tell Jenna from the passenger seat, but you gotta admit, the heated seats in her car felt amazing. She smiled and said, "It's no problem. I wanted to make sure you got here safely." You thanked her and looked out the window, feeling grateful for her kindness.
"And what kind of babysi-" You cut her off, a playful serious look on your face. "Stop." She laughed, a warm and genuine sound, and enjoyed it a bit too much. Your phone began vibrating in your pocket. You try to ignore it but it continues. You reluctantly take out your phone, it shows multiple messages from your best friend.
eli - WHERE ARE YOUUUUU
eli - I'M OUTSIDE AND MR. ALLEN KEEPS EYEING ME FROM HIS CAR
eli - I TOLD U HE LIKES BOYS BRO
eli - BRO TEXT ME BACK RN.
you - im like 5 mins away chill
eli - DON'T TELL ME TO CHILL
eli - ure always rushin me, it's time u get the same treatment.
you - i rush u bc ur honda civic needs to speed up a bit
eli - are u...
eli - are u poor shaming me?
you - you're not poor so
you - yes.
You put away your phone and it immediately starts to vibrate again, but knowing who it is you ignore it. You smile a bit as you remember your own joke, and also the lie you told. You weren't five minutes away from the school, you were ten. You knew that you'd be late, but you didn't want to tell Jenna that and make her feel bad. So, you decided to keep it to yourself in order to keep Jenna from worrying.
"You could plug in your aux if you want." Jenna smiles, sparing a quick glance at you. "Nah, that's okay." She hums, "Okay. But me personally I can't survive without listening to music. I always have a pair of headphones on me. Sometimes I don't even listen to music, I just wear the headphones."
She laughs, shaking her head. "It's like my security blanket. It's just a habit now." You grin, "Lowkey... me too, I have about three pairs of headphones in my bookbag."
She smiles. "It's nice to know I'm not alone in this. We can be headphone buddies." You let out a chuckle. "Sounds like a plan."
Before you knew it ten minutes were up and Jenna was parked outside your school. "I expected more people to be outside." She chuckles taking in her surroundings. Her eyes widen as her mind connects a few dots. "Wait, are you late?"
"Yes, I'm late," you admit. Jenna sighs and shakes her head. "Shit, do they notify your parents?"
You nod. "Yeah unless either of them excuse me in the office." Jenna takes a deep breath before turning off the car, "Here, I'll tell the office. C'mon." Jenna takes her keys out of the car, opening the door.
You hesitate before grabbing your bookbag and following Jenna inside the building. Upon walking in, the receptionist smiles warmly at you. Jenna explains the situation to her and the receptionist nods in understanding.
As you turn around to leave the office you see a familiar face in the hallway, Eli. His eyes widen as he stares at you in disbelief. You shake your head while exiting the office, Jenna right behind.
Eli walks away as Jenna stops in front of the door, sending you a slight frown. "Sorry for making you late," you wave her off with a small smile on your lips. "It's okay. It's not a big deal."
"I'll be here to pick you up." You nod and smile as Jenna turns and walks away. You take a deep breath and feel a presence behind you. You turn around to find Eli standing there, his eyes fixed on something behind you. He looks at you for a few moments before speaking, his voice low. "She is so fucking gorgeous."
You roll your eyes at your best friend walking toward your class. Eli follows behind and you begin explaining what happened the night before. As you finish you stand outside your classroom door and Eli furrows his eyebrows holding up a hand. "Wait. You're telling me that you're mad that you have a young and attractive woman living under your roof with you without any adult supervision?"
You shake your head, "She IS the adult supervision." Eli stares for a moment and then shrugs. "She's still young. You said she's what, 24?" You pull on your bookbag strap, responding immediately in the same tone as the brown-haired boy. "She's what, married?"
"And you also said what, her husband is out of the country?" He mocks back, a smirk rising from his lips. "She's going to be super lonely and she's living under a roof with an actual godd– you..."
Your eyes and eyebrows raise in surprise. He was actually about to compliment you. "I know you wanted to compliment me there." You smile, Eli shakes his head frowning his lips. "If I had finished that sentence I would've dropped down to my knees and died."
You laugh, amused by his comment. He grins, shaking his head. "Anyway. I'm just saying that your nanny, Jenna, is absolutely breathtaking. Can I come over today?"
You feel a twinge of jealousy. Weird. But you ignore it. You roll your eyes and give him a stern look. "No, I don't think that's a good idea. I have to ask permission now." He responds with a shrug of his shoulders. "If I show up uninvited don't be surprised." He jokes, letting out a small laugh.
"Oh, and Olivia was looking for you this morning." He adds on, you furrow your eyebrows scratching your neck. "Rodrigo?" You ask confused. "No. Olivia Mcfuckingfartface. Yes, Rodrigo." You roll your eyes, "She's been looking for me for weeks now." You sigh, "What does she want this time?"
"You know she wants. She wants you!" You shut your eyes, taking in a deep breath. "I told her multiple times that I'm not ready for a relationship."
He laughs, "It goes in one ear and out the other," he continues, "I don't know what else you can do. She's persistent and won't back down easily." You open your eyes again, sighing. "Alright. Go to class."
Eli salutes to you, standing up completely straight. "Yes, ma'am!" Then turns around heading to his homeroom class. You laugh and open the door to your classroom. Mr. Anderson, an older teacher stops speaking, staring at you. "Nice of you to join us Y/N." You give him a tight-lipped smile before finding a seat.
Jenna had stuck to her word. She had texted you mid-day asking what time she should come to pick you up. You informed her that you had basketball practice and six would be an ideal time to come, and here she was. It was six on the dot when you recognized the car parked right outside the school.
Jenna waved at you as you walked out of the building and opened the car door, a smile on her face. She remembered your request and was here right on time. You thanked her and got in the car, relieved that she had kept her word.
"How was practice?" You sighed leaning back before replying, "Tiring." She giggles reaching over you to open the car vents on your side. You can't help but take in her smell, vanilla and a bit of citrus filling your nostrils. You turn to her, your eyes meeting as you take in her beauty. Her bottom lip was tucked into her mouth as she bit on it, and her hundreds of freckles that you wanted to reach out and trace them.
You felt as though you were in a trance, suddenly forgetting how exhausted you felt after practice. You leaned a bit closer, taking in her scent and admiring her features.
Fuck. Eli was getting into your head.
You snap back to reality, quickly leaning back away from her. She finally gets the vent open and then turns on the A/C for you. You felt like a true passenger princess. She asked what had happened during practice and you filled her in on the details of the drills and the scrimmages. She listened intently, an understanding smile on her face.
"I made chicken and rice. Your plate is in the microwave," Jenna says, holding the front door open for you. You smile and thank her, quickly taking a shower before heating up your dinner. You sit down and enjoy the meal she made, appreciating the effort she put into it. It tasted pretty damn good too.
As you're washing your dish out you hear the doorbell ring. Jenna furrows her eyebrows raising her head from her laptop as she sits at the kitchen island. "I'll go answer the door," you say, putting down your plate. Jenna nods in agreement as you make your way to the door. You open the door to find Eli standing there, a large smile on his face.
Your eyes widen. "Eli! I told you, don't come over." Eli ignores your protests and steps inside, looking around. "Bro. That joke is getting old now," he says, obviously not understanding you were being dead serious. In his defence, he normally comes over without warning and your parents let him inside with no protest. Jenna appears in the hall. Her face is a mixture of confusion and surprise.
You take a deep breath and try to keep your voice even as you explain the situation to Jenna. Eli takes a step back as he realizes he has overstepped.
Jenna shakes her head and says, "I have no issue with your friend but you should've told me first." You nod and start to apologize but Eli cuts you off, "I am so sorry, I came uninvited. It's not her fault."
Jenna stares at Eli, her face neutral. Eli looks at Jenna, his face full of regret. Jenna sighs and says, "It's alright, I understand."
"I'm Elias Cooper the third by the way," you furrow your eyebrows side-eyeing the brunette boy. "He's not a third." You tell Jenna. She laughs and gives Eli a small smile and the tension in the room dissipates.
"Behave." She teases as she points to you. You smile and she turns walking away.
Eli watches her go with a look of relief on his face. He takes a deep breath and turns to you, offering a sheepish smile. "She has such an intense stare bro."
You sigh out walking into the kitchen. Eli follows behind you closely. He places his arms on your shoulder as he leans into your ear whispering, "She made me mad nervous man."
You turn towards Eli, a slight smile tugging at the corner of your mouth. "I could tell. She had your ass gagged badly." You whisper back, Eli's face scrunched up in a grimace and he laughed. "Yea, she did."
"Are you hungry?" Jenna asks Eli, "No ma'am. I'm good." Jenna nodded in understanding and focused back on her computer. Eli watched as Jenna focused on her computer, her eyes flickering rapidly as she typed away. He felt a pang of admiration, and he smiled to himself.
You notice this and push him. And maybe with a little bit too much force because he stumbled back, catching himself just before he fell. He quickly glanced back up at Jenna, embarrassed, and saw that she hadn't noticed. "Dickhead." He mouths, not really meaning it.
"We're going to go watch a movie, Jen." Jenna looks at you with a smile, "Okay. Have fun." You smile back at her, pulling Eli into a headlock and dragging him into the living room. "Jen, huh?" He mutters laughing as he tries to escape your headlock.
You let him go and he shakes his head laughing. "Alright, alright," he says. You both laugh and sit down on the couch, "Hey, did you ever talk to Olivia?"
"No, not yet," you reply. "I couldn't find her." He smiles, "Or you didn't try to find her." You laugh, "Potato, Poe-ta-toe!" He laughs as well and begins discussing about a movie to watch. Eli beat you in rock paper scissors, so he got to choose the movie. And you wanted to cry. He chose an old Western movie that wasn't even in color.
After about thirty minutes in a warm blanket covered you and you began to drift off to sleep.
You woke up, walking into the kitchen. Eli was gone, which Jenna had informed you once you were in the kitchen. You hum in response, crossing your arms as you lean against the counter. Jenna feels your eyes on her and she looks up from her MacBook, smiling at you. "What are you staring at?"
You shrug, a smile on your face. "You. You're so pretty." Jenna blushes, averting her gaze. "You don't have to say that," she murmured, but her lips curled into a smile. She returned her attention to her laptop, but with a contented sigh.
It's silent for a moment until you speak up, "It's the truth. I was thinking about it in the car."
Jenna looked up again, her cheeks still slightly pink. She looked him in the eye, her gaze intense. "Thinking about what exactly?" You scratched your chin, not knowing where this extra confidence came from but you were glad you had it.
"Your lips. And how I wanted to be the one biting down on it," Jenna smiled, her blush getting brighter. She suddenly stood up and moved closer to you and said, "So what are you waiting for?" You lean forward and kiss her, your lips meeting in a passionate embrace.
Jenna's hand holds your face as you deepen the kiss. You can feel her heart beating just as fast as yours. Jenna pulls away, her face still close to yours, and whispers, "I've been wanting to do that for so long." You smile and kiss her again, this time softer and slower. You both stay in that embrace, not wanting to let go. Her hands leave your face, resting on your clothed abs.
You pull away for a slight breather, immediately kissing her again. The force causes Jenna to groan, and you take the chance to slip your tongue into her mouth. Jenna's hand slips under your shirt examining you as you deepen the kiss.
You can feel her body trembling with pleasure as you explore her mouth with your tongue. You eventually break the kiss, both of you out of breath.
Jenna looks up at you, her eyes filled with desire. She then begins to crouch down, her hands moving to the waistband of your sweatpants. She pulls your sweatpants down, her eyes never leaving yours.
She slowly moves her lips toward your inner thigh, and you can feel the heat of her breath as she starts to gently kiss your skin. You let out a soft moan, and she looks up at you with a mischievous smile.
Fully on her knees, she pulls your underwear down as well, you press a hand against the counter, stabling yourself. Jenna finds her mouth watering at the sight in front of her, your perfect hard cock fully hard swollen and pink. She licks her lips as she moves closer, her hands cupping you before she takes your length into her mouth.
She swirls her tongue around you, exploring every inch. She looks up at you as she starts to suck and you can't help but moan in pleasure. "Shit..."
Her mouth is hot and wet, and her tongue feels amazing as it slithers across your skin. As she takes you deeper, her lips wrap tightly around your shaft and her tongue strokes the underside with each lick. She increases her suction and you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge as her hand moves up and down your shaft.
Her gaze makes the experience 100x better, those dark brown eyes look anything but innocent. "You're so hot, Jen."
She only breaks it when her eyes roll back in pleasure when she feels you start to quiver in her mouth. Her tongue rolls around your shaft as if it were a delicious lollipop. To her, you were.
Your left-hand leaves the grip on the countertop, moving to grip Jenna's tied-up hair. You pull her away slightly and hear her hum at you, her eyes still closed. With your other hand, you caress her face, tracing her delicate features. You can feel her smile around you, and your heart skips a beat.
She opens her eyes and your back in her mouth as if it pained her for you not to be. You were addicted and so was she, her head bopping fast as loud breathing and sloppy noises are heard throughout the kitchen.
She pulls off with a pop and starts to lick your head, her tongue swirling around and around. She looks up at you with a mischievous glint in her eye as she takes you back into her mouth and starts to suck again. You can feel yourself about to reach the brink.
"I'm about to cum, Jenna." Jenna smiles and quickens her pace, her tongue and lips working together to bring you closer and closer. You can feel the pleasure coursing through your body, and you scream out as you finally reach your peak.
Jenna swallows your seed and looks up at you with a satisfied smirk, before running her tongue along her lips. You lean back, exhausted and satisfied, and Jenna smiles up at you, opening her mouth to speak. "That was amazing wasn't it —"
"—Y/N." Your eyes snap open, and you can barely see Jenna in the dark room. You sit up quickly, realizing you were in the middle of a dream. Jenna has a hand on your shoulder, her thumb caressing your shoulder. "You okay?" You nod and take a deep breath, trying to steady your racing heart. And trying to get yourself to relax as you feel the hard-on pressing against your shorts. Thank God for the blanket and the night.
You feel Jenna's hand leave. "Yeah, I'm okay," you say, and she smiles in the darkness. "It's late. Elias already left. I didn't want you sleeping on the couch." You place your hands on your lap. Think of something bad! You say to yourself, you really didn't wanna make Jenna uncomfortable.
"Thank you, I uh... I'll be upstairs soon." Jenna nods, "Okay. Goodnight." Jenna turns and makes her way up the stairs. You sit in the darkness, thinking about the events of the night. You eventually make your way up to bed, your thoughts still lingering on the wet dream you had of Jenna.
You lay in bed, unable to sleep as images of Jenna flood your mind. You look at the lotion on your nightstand. "Fuck me, man." You mutter to yourself.
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Its cold outside, but when i'm in your arms the icy cold just melts away~
Ace trappola
✧˚ · .Winter season is upon the land of Twisted wonderland.The freezing weather causing people to bundle up into their warmest attire. But with the winter season you know what else is there? Why Winter break of course! Many students are in their dorm rooms excitedly packing to go back home and enjoy the holidays with their loved ones. All but one student is.....
✧˚ · . "Arn't you gonna start packing yet Ace?" Deuce asked.
✧˚ · ."Nah, i'm staying at school, the family isn't home so i guess just stay at school. Plus if i did stay with my family their gonna nag me none stop. Its a pain in the ass man"
✧˚ · ."Well alright, i personally am excited to see my mom again" "I know, mama's boy~" Ace teased "Am Not!" yelled Deuce" by that time Ace already left their dorm room chuckling while walking to the mirror to lead him back to campus. As he entered then excited the mirror a cold breeze hit him as he shivered. "Jeez this weather is worst than last year" he thought. He walked around campus weirded out by how quiet it is. At this point most of the students are already in the mirror room leaving campus, or others are still packing in their dorms. Regardless of that it felt a bit weird... but also calming. Ace watched as the snowflakes fell and covered everything like a blanket. But something caught his eye, or maybe... someone.
✧˚ · .Ace walked up behind a tree to watch as two people er- one person and one cat play in the snow. "Hey y/n if your going to force me here i'm going to freeze my tail off!!!" Ace chuckled behind the tree as he watched. "Oh grim don't be such a prick, yeah its cold but at least its not burning hot right" y/n said with a smile.
✧˚ · .Ace couldn't help but smile as he watched y/n play in the snow with an annoyed grim. But he wanted to make his presence finally known so he did something a normal person would do. START A SNOWBALL FIGHT!! "Hey y/n look here!" y/n didn't even have enough time to turn to the voice when a cold ball of snow hit her face "Hey!! Ace u brat!" Ace couldn't hold back his smirk but it was soon wiped off when a snow ball hit his forehead "Hey! I wasn't ready!" "Neither was i!" as u could guess this lead the two have a snow ball fight while grim was standing a good 7 feet away so he dosent get hit. The snow ball lasted for a while but finally ended when y/n called quits "Hey hey stop i retreat!!" y/n said laughing. Ace put down the snow ball he was about to throw laughing as well. ✧˚ · ."Damn i didnt know you were good at throwing and aiming y/nwith that skill u could be good at basketball you know~"
✧˚ · ." Thanks but no thanks i've already have to deal with taking care of ramshackle and grim i don't want another thing added to my plate"
✧˚ · .y/n looked up and notice the snow getting stronger "jeez the snow is really coming down huh. I think it best to back to our dorms, grim already beat me to it" She said looking at where grim once stood when they were having a snow ball flight. "Oh uh.. Do u mind if i crash at your place? Im the only one left in the dorm and it feels weird not gonna lie" ace said as he scratched the back of his neck "not at all" y/n said smiling at ace. Ace had a faint blush on his cheek but quickly hid it as they walked to Ramshackle. They both entered the dorm and took off their shoes and coats. "You head to the living room the fire place is on, i'll get us some hot cocoa" Ace followed y/n's orders and plopped himself on the couch which was decorated with festive pillows and blankets.
✧˚ · .Y/n soon entered the room with a tray of hot cocoa and placed it on the coffee table and sat down covering their legs with a cozy blanket. "Jeez even with the fire on and the hot cocoa its still freezing cold" y/n said "you know... i have a way of warming up" y/n raised a brow and looked at him. Ace then wrapped an arm around y/n's waist and the other pulling y/n closer to his chest as he rested his head on top of y/n's. Both of them were blushing, but y/n soon recovered from being flustered and buried her head in his chest as she adjusted the blanket so both of them were covered well.
And just like that, the chilly frosty air wasn't so cold anymore~
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poker night - spencer reid
warnings; kissing, dry humping, dirty talk, unprotected sex, degradation and praise? kind of cocky spencer.. fluffy aftercare <3
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it had been a while since reid had been to a proper poker game, but the case the team had just worked, which involved him having to play in a high-stakes game, had got him back to it. he liked poker, he was good at reading players faces, and even better at winning. so he visited a similar, select entry club, opting to only play a few rounds.
and thats when you sauntered in, heels clicking along the floorboards as you joined him at the table. you played your tray of chips on the table, throwing a small smile to the other people on the table. eyes pausing to gaze at spencer, eventually trailing along his body, before looking away quickly.
spencer smirked, your immediate attraction to him painfully obvious.
"can i deal you in to this round miss?" the dealer asks.
"please." you say, nodding your head.
spencer watches you carefully as you play, taking you in. you were extremely gorgeous, and obviously intelligent, he could tell by how you were besting almost everyone else at the table.
except him.
"excuse me, mind if i move seats?"
the waitress nods at him, and he slides his tray of chips along the table, to the seat next to you. you watch him, mouth slightly parting when he sits down next to you.
"hey." he says, adjusting his stiff jacket, as he looks over at you.
"uh- hi." you respond, eyes darting away from his, appearing even more focused on the game.
your mind is spinning, and your attention thinning at his sudden presence next to you. his hand was slung over his chair, other hand flicking through his cards. you could smell his cologne, it was intoxicating, he just smelt so good..
you were usually much more confident when it came to flirting with men, but something about him had you stuck. you swallow, eyes scanning the faces of your opponents, searching for a signs of their next moves.
you glance over at spencer, who's focused on the game, not catching your stare.
"raise." the man opposite you states.
he shuffles some chips forward and you frown, you didn't expect that.
"still in?" spencer whispers, leaning across to talk to you.
"i'll take a break, what about you?" you say glancing up at him.
his face is close to yours, his soft brown eyes looking over your features.
"depends.."
"on what?"
"where your going for this little break." he quirks a brow at your surprised expression.
"i was thinking maybe a drink, and then the private rooms?" you say, smirking as you mention the room, it's obvious what your insinuating.
"can i join you?"
"absolutely."
spencer signals the dealer that your leaving and gets up, you following. he places a hand on your lower back, fingers dancing across your skin. you inhale sharply at the contact, and he grins at the reaction.
"tell me," he says as he guides you through the crowd.
"what kind of drink would you like?"
"wine." you state simply.
as you reach the bar, he orders to glasses and pays with his card.
"classy choice."
you shrug, "i'm not usually classy."
"i could tell." he says, taking a sip from his glass.
your eyes widen, but instead of saying anything you opt to take a large swig of your wine.
"the rooms?" you ask, nodding towards the red velvet drapes next to the bar.
he smiles, following you.
"room for two?" you ask, smiling at the women at the entrance.
"right this way miss."
you follow her down the corridor, and she brushes aside another set of drapes to reveal a door, opening it to a little room, couches on either side and a poker table set for two.
"enjoy." she says.
"oh we will." reid mutters under his breath, only allowing you to hear.
you sit on the couch, placing your wine on the table next you and facing spencer.
"so, whats your name?" you ask.
"spencer."
"last name?" you ask.
he chuckles, "you really need to know?"
"i like to know the names of the people im about to fuck." you say blatantly, grabbing your glass.
"fair enough." he says, smirking at you.
"want to play a game?" he asks, nodding towards the table.
"we don't have any chips.."
"we can play a different version."
half an hour later your down to your bra and skirt, spencer having only lost his jacket.
"how about we raise?" you ask, tilting your head at him.
"you sure you want to do that sweetheart, you don't have much clothing left."
"oh im sure.. lets see.."
"if you win the next round, ill take off my skirt.. and bra." spencer quirks a brow at this, excitement evident on his face.
"and if you win?"
"i get to take off your shirt and pants." you say.
"that doesn't seem very fair.."
you shrug, placing your cards on the table.
"flip?" you ask, and he nods, folding over his cards.
you smirk, his hand was good.. but yours better. spencer winces as you flip your cards.
"what a shame, i really wanted to see you braless."
"don't worry, you will."
he smirks, hands coming up to undo his shirt buttons. you watch, leaning your elbows against the table to stare at him.
"want to help?" he asks, hands leaving the buttons.
your heart hammers in your chest, blinking fast before you say yes, getting up and crossing over to him. he swivels his chair so its facing away from the table, allowing you to stand in front of him. he spreads his legs, motioning for you to stand between him. you reach for the first button, hands stuttering as you feel his hand slid up to your waist, fiddling with the bottom of your bra.
"so pretty.." he whispers under his breath, and your knees wobble at the compliment, hands shaking as you attempt to undo the rest of his shirt buttons.
once done, he shrugs of the shirt, letting it fall behind him. you allow your hand to rake up and down his chest, tracing along the slight tone on his abs, hand pausing at the top button of his slacks.
"you look at little dazed sweetheart, want me to do the rest?" he asks, squeezing your waist.
"no." you murmur.
your hand toys with the top of his pants opening the first button, then the next. as you reach the zipper, you fall to your knees looking up at him.
"better access." you say shrugging.
he stares at you, eyes wide and cheeks flushed. your hands come up to his zipper, undoing it slowly, noting the prominent bulge that can now be seen behind his boxers.
"someone's excited."
he scoffs, "don't act like if i didn't feel your panties right now, they wouldn't be soaked."
your mouth falls open, partly at the cockiness of his tone, and the way his words head straight to your core, adding to the wetness that was in your panties. he was very right about that..
"you know, it's looking a bit unfair, might need you to take of your skirt, angel?" he asks, tapping your shoulder.
you nod, mind failing to think straight as you stand up to pull off your skirt. he watches from his relaxed position in the chair, eyes raking over your thighs, and black panties with a little bow. matching with your lacy bra.
"look at you, all matching.." you says, motioning with your hand for you to come back to him.
his hands glide along the sides of your waist, taking in your body.
"so perfect, god-"
you blush at his praise, and he smiles up at you. hand reaching to cup your jaw as he pulls you down for a kiss, lips meeting yours. at first the kiss is sweet, testing the waters, but then it turns. his tongue glides against your own, as your lips crash against eachother, nothing sweet about that.
his hands find their position on the flesh of your ass, squeezing it lightly. you moan at the notion. spencer stands, lips still connected with yours as he guides you to the couch, only breaking contact to fall back onto the plush velvet. he grabs at your thighs, pulling you to straddle him, and you moan as your clit harshly rubs against his boner. his hands reach for your hips, guiding you in a soft grinding motion. breaking the kiss, he tosses his head back against the couch, groaning aloud as you move against him.
"doing so well... so good for me." you nod, mascara smudging as you feel cheeks roll down your cheeks from the pleasure.
"aww, pretty baby, crying from pleasure." he swipes a thumb against you cheek, brushing at your cheeks.
"please reid-"
"putting that last name to good use i see.." he chuckles, punctuating it with a moan as you hips roll against his particularly hard.
"can i please, i want more." you stutter, moving your hips back to palm at his hard cock.
"want my cock?"
"please.."
he pulls you off his lap, standing up and guiding to lay down on the couch. he climbs above you, hovering over you figure, arm resting on the edge of the couch above your head. your hands quickly pull at his boxers, taking them off him.
"so desperate.."
you stroke the thumb along the tip of his dick, and he shudders above you. you smile, happy to please him, hands reaching to your own panties and shuffling them down your legs.
"condom?" he whispers, awkwardly reaching over your head to his bag on the table behind.
"no-" you say, stopping his attempts and pulling his hand back down to rest on your stomach.
"you just want me to-"
"god yes." you whisper raising your head to kiss him.
spencers absolutely feral, chest heaving as he enters you, feeling you squeeze around him.
"so godamn tight.. pretty little thing."
he moans as his hips snap against your own, and you reach for his hair tugging at it as you cry out his name. he pulls out slightly before slamming back in, setting a rythm.
"so perfect, my little slut. your not at all classy, huh?"
you nod at his words, eyes squeezed shut as you moan, the mix of his dick hitting that perfect spot inside you, and his words causing your mind to fog and thoughts run dizzy.
he thrusts into you, the couch shaking lightly as he does.
"are you close already? can feel you around me.."
and you whimper out a 'yes', moaning out as he continues his movements.
he groans, feeling your walls contract around him. you squirm bellow, feeling your stomach tighten, orgasm approaching you.
"so close, spence-"
tears fall from your eyes once again at the pleasure, as your orgasm rips across your body, thighs shuddering and squeezing around spencers legs.
"so so good for me." spencer whispers, as he too finishes with a groan, emptying his cum inside of you.
his hips stutter to a stop, and he slowly pulls out of you. he sits down, pulling you onto his lap once again, and kissing you softly.
"you alright?"
"yeah.." you say, allowing your head to fall on his shoulder, tiredness immediately spreading over your body.
"want to come back to mine, i have a bath, i'll run you a bath? get you all cleaned up and drive you home in the morning." he offers, all dominance lost as he shyly offers.
you smile, leaning back to place a soft kiss to his lips.
"sounds perfect."
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Chapter 6
Bad Girl
TW!: chapter contains extreme violence, disturbing, blood , gore , death , not real . (MDNI) .
(Enemies to lovers)
(Yandere bada)
You've been warned....
"Of course! What do you want?" Nana questions , fear laced in her voice . Bada chuckles. "Isn't it obvious? I want Y/n to work for me from now on "
"What?!" She stands and slams her hands on her desk "she works for me! There's no way in hell I'll hand her over to you just like that!" She yells. Fear no longer in her voice .
"There's no need to yell . Now sit back down " Badas voice deepens . She sits back down in fear knowing she'll be next to have a bullet go through her head if she didn't control herself.
"Listen you old hag...." Nana glares at Bada . "This bitch!" She angrily through. "I'll make this short and simple . Y/n works for me , I'll give you anything you wish for. Money....drugs..... power......Anything." Bada's smirk widens .
Nana hesitates , remaining silent . She sighs . "Im sorry but I am not going to do that " Bada frowns but her frown sonn turns into a smirk. "Afraid?" Nana look at Bada with a confused look . "Afriad of what ?" She answers confused .
"That you'll lose your most prized possession?"
Her eyes widen. " I...I don't know what you're talking about" she stutters . "Without y/n your clan would be nothing. You'd be nothing...you're weak and we both know that ? You'd lose all your business and money.
Nana begins to violently shale . "You see, y/n , in your terms is ' a thing' for you to use ofr your own selfish needs ." Bada glares at Nana . She continues to tremble in fear .
"I don't see her in that way though....so what do you say?" Bada asks "what if I refuse?" She crosses her arms . "Then that's your call. I'm just warning you if you refuse , ill ruin your status, your business and dealing. " Bada chuckles. "You.... you wouldn't!" " ill maybe consider y/n continuing to come here and seeing you or the others."
Bada was right about everything . Your boss never cared once for you . She only wanted money , power and fame so she used you in order to get what she wanted .
"So what do you say?" She smirks . 'If I give y/n to her I won't have any business ruined . If this bitch considers it , she'll still come here but so often anymore...' Nana think . She looks down to her feet and nods .
"Deal..."
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"Y/n let's go..." Kristen places her hand on your shoulder but you only shake your head . You refused to let go of Finn . "We need to go" Kristen says .
"You can go! Just leave me alone with him.." you cried . "I'll be waiting i-" Kristen stops talking as you both heard footsteps coming your way .
Kristen stand in front of you , hands in her pocket. Ready to pull her gun out and shoot the ones coming toward you.
Bada appears in of of Kristen with Nana behind her . You didn't bother looking up , you could care less about them . " I though I told you to le-" Nana stops talking as she sees you clutching on a dead body.....
Finn's lifeless body....
Bada starters at your broken state . She tries to approach you but Kristen didn't allow it . "Step aside." "Make me" Kristen snaps back . Bada glares. "Don't worry were about to leave." She responds to Nana .
"Jusg leave him y/n . Ill take care of Finn's-" you cut her off. " as if I'd leave him with you.....all you're gonna do is ditch his body somewhere and let it rot. I don't think so . I won't allow it !" You yell . Glaring at the boss with tears in your eyes . Taken by your words , she glares back .
She pulls her gun right at you . Both Kristen and Bada's eye's widen . Bada's blood boils with anger . She pulls out her own weapon , pointing it directly at Nana ? Her eyes widen in shock .
"Put the gun down"
Nana doesn't hesitate. She drops the gun and kicks it away . " you two leave , I want to have a private conversation with y/n" Bada ordered .
"No way i wo-" you interrupt Kristen . " I'll be fine Kristen , just go" you sigh quietly. She sighs back in defeat and nods . Both of them wait outside .
"Sorry for your loss" "cut the crap , what do you want ?! "She sighs and kneels down to your level , her hand reaching towards you . You glare and hold Finn's body closer to you .
"Im not going to do anything plea-" " you order your men to kill them!" Yu look down at Finn . Your tears landing on his face ."your order caused his death....." .
Memories begin to flood your mind . The first time you've met , the time he saved u his money to buy you a rose necklace for your birthday. You hah to admit , that was the nicest things someone has ever given to you. You promised him that you'll take good care of the necklace . You ever once took it off.
You've always enjoyed his energy, his courge , his kindness , his warm hugs....his smile...
His wamth was no longer there . His body was now cold and limp . No life left in him....
The image of him smiling brightly...
The time he'd run up to you and give you the biggest , warmest hugs right after you came from your job matter what time of the day was it .
You've always enjoyed it .
The image in your head of him smiling fading away . More tears start to steam down your eyes . Landing on Finn
You snap out of your thought as you feel a warm hand on your cheek . Bada's hand . She wipes away your tears .
"So warm , so soft "she says to herself . "Enough with the tears doll .I'm truly sorry for hurting you . I apologise for what I've done . Let me make it up to you " .
"There's nothing you can do to make it up... its already too late to him him...he's gone" you whisper " you didn't let me finish"
"I'll give him a proper burial . I won't allow that old women to ditch a child out of nowhere. I won't let her do such a thing . I can tell you two were close " you only nod
"A proper burial?" You quietly ask . She nods . "Yeah that would be nice.." you look down at Finn. You lace your hand on his eyes , closing them "I'll give you money if you wan-" .
"I don't want your money d rather you give it to his family . They need it the most... she once again nods and smiles this time.
"As you wish my doll " .
#swf2#bada lee#bada lee x reader#bada lee x y/n#bada imagine#swf2 x reader#street woman fighter 2#team bebe#bebe#street woman fighter x reader
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Anxious Love - Georgia Stanway
A/N
Hi everyone!, welcome to a new story I’ve been thinking about for the last few weeks, This is going to be a multi part story, so it’s gonna be quite long :)
If you guys have any questions of suggestions for the story, please feel free to pop a message in my inbox x
this character (Alex) ,ive written is very similar to my experiences of dealing with diagnosed anxiety, which has changed my life, not everyones experience is the same x
word count: 3k
warnings: mentions of anxiety
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Chapter 1
“Can I have a caramel frappe please?” the Starbucks cashier nods at Alexandra, leaving after taking Ellas order as well.
Alexandra and Ella have been best friends since they were 5 years old, Ella was the more outgoing one of the two, she enjoyed going outside and getting all muddy playing football. It was, and still is Ella's passion. Alexandra on the other hand was the more relaxed of the two, she enjoyed playing her guitar, drawing, and watching football, she wasn't very sporty at a young age, which has now changed, but she preferred watching football more than actually playing it. Ever since Ella joined her youth team, Alex had been watching football religiously, always making sure to be there and support her best friend, and also by never missing a single match of her favourite team, Arsenal WFC.
Alex and Ella had always planned on going to the same university together, Alex secured her spot at the university of Manchester by getting the grades she needed to study sports psychology, and Ella got her ticket in by earning her scholarship to play for Manchester university.
The two girls sat down at the star bucks, sipping on their cold drinks, even though it was december.
“God im so done with that one girl in my class, she has to make a comment about every point the lecturer mentions, like just shush man” Ella groans, shaking her head
“How does she even have the balls to speak in front of like a hundred people, that actually baffles me” Alex laughs.
“Anyways, me and the girls are probably gonna go out tomorrow night, a bunch of them are here in Manchester for a couple of days for some event” Ella tells Alex with a look in her eyes.
“Ella, don't even bother trying, i have an exam in a couple of weeks, if you want me to one day become your sports psych you need to let me study” Alex laughs shaking her head.
“Alex!, it's one bloody night man, you can leave your books behind to shag a girl” Ella wiggles her eyebrows.
Alex's jaw drops and Ella has to put a hand over her mouth to keep her laughter at bay.
“Ella!, oh my god you already know i don't do hookups” Alex huffs as Ella rolls her eyes at her best friend's words.
“Come on you can at least kiss one, just come and have some fun, you can make some friends besides me” Ella laughs
“Excuse me, i do have other friends” Alex huffs
“Lex, you and I both know that's a fat lie” Ella says after taking a sip of her drink.Alex looks down at her hands, knowing that her best friend's words are true.
“Hey, don't worry, if you come this weekend, you'll make some for sure, you just gotta put in a bit of effort, which is actually coming,” Ella says smiling sadly.
Alex looks down at her empty cup, nodding at Ellas words.
“Fine, I'll come, for once you're actually right about something Toone” Alex laughs
Ella rolls her eyes, “Whatever man, come on, let's go home and get warm, I'm freezing after this bloody drink” Ella shivers.
The two girls walk out of the starbucks together, laughing about some meme Ella saw on her phone. Once they got back to their shared apartment they began doing some chores around the house, Alex cleaning the living room and Ella preparing the dinner since it was her turn that night.
A couple hours later, Alex was relaxing on the couch after completing all her chores for the day and Ella was finishing up their dinner, which was some pesto pasta, made from scratch since Alessia had taught Ella a few months ago.
As Ella was pouring the pasta in two plates, the sound of her phone ringing echoed through the house.
“hello?..Georgia hi!”
Georgia Stanway, Alex has heard about her a few times, Ella and Georgia had met a couple years ago in one of the England youth camps, the same place where she met Alessia, who she knows well, Georgia on the other hand, she hasn't met yet.
Ella always mentioned that she was funny and very talented in football, Alex had only seen Georgia in some instagram posts Ella made while in football camp or when she would go out with her football friends, Georgia went to another uni about half an hour from Manchester most weekends they would meet up, sometimes Ella would get a train with Alessia to them, or they would get the train to Manchester, which is what was happening this weekend. Ella had also told her that Georgia went to uni with a couple other football girls Ella had mentioned to her, Leah and Lotte.
“Oh yeah, i know a good bar we can go to…no, G we are not getting a maccies, we are all gonna go to a nice restaurant before we go to the bar” Ella laughs into her phone, rested between her shoulder and her ear as she brings the two plates of pesto pasta to the table.
“Mhm, oh and by the way, i actually convinced Alex to come, she's not too thrilled though” Ella laughs as Alex shoots her a death stare.
“Alright G im gonna have dinner now but ill message all the details on the group alright?, okay, bye!” Ella hangs up and puts her phone down, replacing it with a fork.
“This pesto better be good, it took me 2 bloody hours man”
Friday
Friday came around quickly, Alex was in the apartment finishing off some notes since she had the afternoon off, but her peaceful silence was interrupted by Ella barging through the front door.
“Alex!, its time to find you a cute outfit for tonight” Ella sang as she entered Alex’s room, rummaging through her wardrobe.
“Ella!, its still 5:30 in the afternoon” Alex groaned
“We need time to get you all glammed up, now, what are we feelin’, a polo with jeans?, this one's very nice” Ella pulls out a navy blue Ralph Lauren polo with some white pants to match the white logo.
“Yeah alright, thats nice” Alex nods her head, ella smiles and puts the outfit on her bed
“Ok, hair, do you want me to iron it?” Ella suggests
It takes them both a couple hours to get ready, after a few arguments over Ella almost burning Alex’s ear with the straightener, they are about to leave their apartment. After parking Ellas car, they start to walk to the Italian restaurant Ella had booked.
Alex felt quite nervous about meeting more of Ellas football friends since she didn't play herself, her anxiety had risen a bit on the way to the restaurant, but she reminded herself that Ella was with her and that she already knew Alessia. Alex exhales as they approach the door.
As the two girls walk in they scan the restaurant and see the rest of the girls sat down, Alessia sees them and waves.
“Hey girls, nice outfits” Alessia gets up and gives them both a warm hug, Ella then sits down next to Alessia.
Alex then looks for a seat and sees the only one free is next to Georgia.
“Mind if I sit here?” Alex says, Georgia looks up at her and smiles.
“Of course, there's nowhere else after all,” Georgia laughs.
“You're so stupid” Alex thinks to herself as she sits down next to georgia.
Lotte, Leah and Georgia introduce themselves to Alex, they all seem lovely girls, just how Ella had described them.
“So Alex, what are you studying?” Leah asks as the waiter brings their drinks.
“I'm studying sports psychology” Alex replies shyly
“Oh nice, are you enjoying it?” Georgia looks at Alex, Alex smiles at her
“Oh yeah, i've always been interested in it, and plus, i can make sure El has no more screws loose” Alex jokes.
“Oi!, all my screws are tight thank you very much” Ella huffs, rolling her eyes at leah commenting on how that's a lie.
As the rest of the girls are talking to each other, Alex and Georgia are eating their meals in a slightly awkward silence.
“What about you? What are you studying?” Alex asks to continue the conversation.
“Oh um, nothing special, just accounting, i wanna focus on football as much as i can so i didn't want to study something hard” Georgia says shrugging.
“That makes sense, you must be pretty good if you're planning to make it pro” Alex smiles at her.
“I guess so, thankfully i have football, i've never been a smart person” Georgia laughs.
As the dinner went on Georgia and Alex got to know each other, from life plans to favourite animals, and before they knew it, they were going to head out to the club Ella had mentioned. The girls paid the bill and soon enough they exited the restaurant into the cold night, the club was only a five minute walk from the restaurant, so they got to the entrance pretty fast.
As the girls entered the club, Alex was already overwhelmed, she hated being squished to sweaty men, the smell of cigarettes and weed, she hated all of it.
As the girls found a booth they all sat down, Ella announces that she’ll get the first round of shots. Alex rests her head on the table on her arms, trying hard to control the anxiety she feels, the familiar fatigue in her stomach increasing. “No” Alex thinks, “i need this, i need friends”
she balls her hands into a fist, she sits up and takes a breath, none of the girls notice, except Georgia, Alex can feel her looking at her from the corner of her eye.
“Alright, everyone take one” Ella announces as she comes back with a tray of shots, Alex grabs one and quickly downs it before she can overthink it.
Half an hour later, the girls had gone to dance, Alex insisted she was not a dancer and would much rather stay at the booth, as she does, she sees georgia dancing with the rest of the girls, her freckles and beauty spots being hit perfectly by the dramatic lights of the club, her pearly white teeth had been showing ever since she entered the crowd and started dancing to the rhythm of the overplayed songs.
Alex hadn't dated anyone before, her shy personality in highschool made everyone think she was weird, thankfully, she'd slowly grown out of it as she grew up, acting more like herself.
Alex had always known she fancied girls, she had never really had a crush on any boys, one time when Ella and Alex were 12, Ella had asked her if she had a crush on anyone, Alex replied with the first boy that came to her mind, but she never liked any of them, she just wanted to fit in, like Ella did, she did one time ask a girl out at 15, but she rejected her and made fun of her for liking girls, from then on the rumours started and everyone knew her as “the lesbian”, from then forward is when the anxiety started.
Alex snapped out of her trance when she noticed that Georgia was looking back at her, Alex quickly looked down, but then looked back up again, to see Georgia's eyes still on her.
Alex suddenly felt a presence behind her, or more so smelt,.
“Hey beautiful” a deep raspy voice mumbled behind her, Alex could smell the alcohol on the man's breath without fully turning around, Alex then felt hands on her waist, she froze, tensing as the man continued talking to her.
“Oi fuck off will ya?” Alex saw someone shove the guy off her, Alex could feel her chest tightening, making it harder to breathe, Georgia then appeared in front of her.
“Alex?, ya alright?” Georgia said quietly.
“I ca..i cant breathe” Alex manages to speak.
“Shall I take you outside?” Georgia suggests, Alex nodded at her words.
Georgia puts her arm around Alex’s shoulder, guiding her to the club's exit, as they leave the club, Georgia finds a bench and sits Alex down.
“Alex, breathe in and out, slowly” Georgia crouches in front of Alex, showing her how to do it. Alex nods and does as she says.
“Good, you're ok, you're safe” Georgia whispers, Alex nods, a couple tears running down her cheeks.
“Oh god” Alex breathes out when she can speak
“You alright?” Georgia says, sitting down next to Alex, a worried look on her face.
Alex nods at her words, resting her head back onto the bench.
“What that guy did is fucking horrible, touching you like that without asking” georgia says angrily.
“My anxiety got so bad, sorry you had to see that” Alex looks down
“Hey, there's nothing to apologise for, I'm glad I got there when I did” Georgia smiles, putting a hand on Alex’s shoulder.
“Thank you for that, i shouldn't need someone to do that, i should be able to tell the person to fuck off myself” Alex says, playing with her ring.
“No Alex, it's not your fault, not everyone is like that, some people go into shock, like you, and some people punch or shove them away, like me” Georgia says softly, Alex nods at her words.
“I dont think im gonna go back in there” Alex shakes her head.
“I can take you home if you want” Georgia suggests Alex
Alex shakes her head, “Georgia, there's no need, seriously i-”
“Alex, I don't mind, I promise, and plus your house is like 20 minutes walking from here right?” Alex nods at Georgia's question.
“Alright, Ella told me that the place me and the girls are staying in is close to your accommodation anyways” Georgia smiles.
They both get up from the bench and begin to walk towards Alex and Ellas place. As they did so, there was a comfortable silence between the two girls, apart from the sound of cars driving by them and the occasional group of teens passing by. but Georgia's voice interrupted the silence.
“Hey, sorry if this is too much to ask but, I saw that when we first sat down, you looked really stressed out, were ya alright?” Georgia fidgeted with her coat zipper as she asked.
“No,no it's alright, I saw that you noticed, it's just i'm not a big fan of these things, going out to clubs and getting really drunk” Alex shrugged.
“It gives me a lot of anxiety, but i don't have any friends besides Ella, sure i had like 2 more back home, but i've been to uni for a couple months and i only have el, i need to make more friends” Alex looked down ashamed.
“Hey, you've already made one” Georgia smiles at Alex, gently bumping into her, Alex smiles back at her, but it quickly fades.
“I just feel like shit,I don't want Ella to feel like she only needs to hang with me, she has you guys, and a couple other friends she's met here” Alex explains.
“I understand, i'm always here if you need anyone to hang out, if you want to of course i know i can be much sometimes” Georgia rants, Alex shakes her head.
“I'd really like that, don't feel forced to, i know you already have your own friends” Alex says
“There's nothing wrong with making more” Georgia says shyly
After a couple more minutes of walking and their hands grazing every once in a while, Alex and Georgia arrived at Alex’s and Ella’s home.
“This is me” Alex says, stopping at her apartment building door, Georgia stands in front of Alex.
“Thank you, for tonight, you didn't have to see me like that, im s-”
“Alex.” Georgia says sternly, “i wanted to, i know you needed someone with you”
“Thank you” Alex says softly, smiling at Georgia.
“Any time” Georgia smiles back, before Alex could walk away, Georgia spoke up.
“Hey, would you maybe want to go get a coffee tomorrow afternoon?” Georgia asks shyly
“I'm not too busy tomorrow, but if I finish my studying, I'd like to,” Alex smiles at georgia.
“Great!, erm what time works best for ya?” Georgia cringes internally at her excitement.
“any time after 5, is 5:30 ok?” Alex suggests.
“Mhm, perfect, i'm not really doing anything tomorrow, just training in the morning” Georgia laughed.
“Stanway and her football” Alex shakes her head, Georgia giggles at her words.
“Well if it wasn't for football i wouldn't be here, gotta keep it up eh?” Georgia rambled, Alex nodded with a “that's true” expression.
“Well, I should head in, it's getting late” Alex says softly.
“Yeah same, gotta get some sleep before training” Georgia mumbles.
“Goodnight, stanway, thank you for tonight” Alex mentions it again, she wants to make sure Georgia knows she's not taking what the girl had done for granted, no one has calmed her down that quick before.
“Of course Alex, i'll help ya as many times as you need while I'm with you” Georgia smiles, her cheeks slightly red due to the cold, or at least that's what Alex thought in her head.Alex then walks closer to Georgia, wrapping her arms around her, it took Georgia a second to hug her back, not expecting it, Georgia hugged her back tightly, after a couple of seconds, they parted, smiling at eachother.
“Goodnight stanway” Alex whispered.
“Goodlight Lex,” Georgia smiled.
As alex walked up to her door to unlock it, she looked back, watching Georgia walk away, she smiled to herself and let herself inside, once she got into her apartment, she prepared herself a tea, it always helped her calm down after an anxious day, once Alex had sat down, sipping on her tea catching up on her series, her phone vibrated.
“Georgia Stanway has followed you”
“Accept”
“You are now following Georgia Stanway”
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hope you all enjoyed the first chapter! :) x
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This stupid "Your Name" Bucktommy AU won't leave my brain, and while I don't have enough faith in my writing skills to actually write the damn thing (and it would be my first fanfic... ever?? and that's a project that seems a bit too big for me lmao), I DID write down what I'm picturing some of the "rules" Buck and Tommy have for each other while in the other's body. Mostly just for fun. (Because Tommy would be switching in 2006, the iPhone does not exist yet, so all of his notes are written in an actual physical journal. All of Buck's notes would be on the Notes app of his phone)
TOMMY: 1) Evan, stop running into burning buildings when you don’t have to while in my body. If I wake up in a hospital bed for the fifth time this month, I might actually lose it.
its part of the job to save as many ppl as possible. also u don’t even feel the pain when i get injured in ur body.
You’re right, I don’t. Unfortunately, the pain from having a wooden beam fall on you doesn't just magically go away when we swap. Just... be more careful? Please?
fine. i’ll try and keep ur hospital visits to a minimum.
2) Can you stop flirting with people on calls? Or at the very least give them your number and not mine? In the last week alone my contact list has nearly doubled because you keep giving people my number.
dude its not my fault you’re more popular while i’m you. just think of it as me being ur wingman! how u dont have a girlfriend is beyond me btw. hot chicks love firefighters and ur a good looking dude
Jesus Christ, Evan. For the last time, I’m single by choice.
3) Don’t shower while in my body
already dont
4) Don’t go to the bathroom while in my body
done
5) In fact, unless you’re at work, don’t change any of my clothes while in my body.
fair
6) Do you really need to spend so much of my paychecks on cooking supplies? I have enough pots and pans already.
whats the point of a pantry if its half empty. be thankful ur getting actual food now via my leftovers instead of the utter tragedy that was the state of ur fridge when we first started swapping places.
7) Don’t make a scene while at work.
your boss sucks ass and his stupid orders are going to get people killed. im not gonna listen to him if hes making bad calls while lives are on the line
Evan.
8) Don’t pick up the phone when my dad calls.
got it
BUCK: 1) quit going to eddie’s basketball pickup games. he keeps inviting me while i’m in my own body and its getting harder and harder to come up with excuses as to why i can’t go. it's kinda awkward.
I thought you’d be more grateful, Evan. You’re the coolest guy on the court when I’m you.
2) are you making movie references when ur me? bc chim keeps asking when i got so “cultured” and the other day maddie asked when i watched the princess bride.
You haven’t seen the Princess Bride? I’m leaving you a surprise for tomorrow. Check your couch when you wake up.
did you spend my OWN money on a dvd??? i don’t even own a dvd player. i own every streaming service imaginable.
3) keep the finger guns to a minimum?? idk why you do them so much but both hen and chim have said smth abt it
4) if u get a call from someone called connor or kameron on my phone just let it go to voicemail its personal stuff and i'll deal with it
Evan, you could have told me you agreed to be a sperm donor yourself. Finding out because Connor and Kameron showed up at the fire house was more of a shock than finding out over these memos would have been.
they did what?????
5) don’t talk to my parents
Done.
6) No rule about undressing?
dude idc. i’m not gonna stop you from taking a piss in my body if u need to. as long as you like. don’t have sex with someone while you’re me? oh wait hang on i DO have a rule about undressing
7) DON’T HAVE ANY RANDOM HOOK UPS IN MY BODY.
Wasn’t planning on it, but good to know.
#if anyone DOES actually wanna write this au go ahead#i probably wont myself for reasons stated above#tommy kinard#evan buckley#bucktommy#911 abc#911
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Hey there✨ I was wondering if ud be willing to write headcanons for the ninja with an s/o that often gets overwhelmed with crowds n generally is socially anxious? I understand tho if that's something u are not be comfortable with
Either way I wish you all a wonderful day✨
(and thank you sm for creating this blog, it's a pleasure to read ur guys' writing📖)
content warning, anxiety and panic attacks
IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG. I just speed ran it and i'm pretty happy with how this came out. I know these aren't headcanons, I started doing this and...didn't want to change it tbh. I hope you enjoy this anyway, thank you so much for requesting. gender neutral :) !!-Ro🛼
Having known you for so long, the ninja were aware of your social anxiety, and have always tried to the best of their ability to avoid situations that were overwhelming with large crowds and loud noises. They switch up their routines to make you more comfortable such as going to the supermarket at a later hour so there would be less people, or calling in an order and going in to get it for you. They always do so without complaint, insisting it's not a big deal and that you're worth it. Of course, however, they can't always deviate from the plan, and sometimes there's no other way around than through a large, loud crowd of people.
COLE
Cole was no stranger to your rough mornings, the ones where you feared to leave the house, to get up and start your day paralyzed by the possibility of not being as productive as possible. On most days like these he could get you up with the promise of your favorite breakfast and helping you in whatever endeavor that was stressing you out. Today however, was one of the days where no matter what was said it felt hopeless. Cole sat by you, looking over you while you stared into space. "If you get up, you'll feel better" he reminded you, though it went in one ear and out the other. The only recognition you gave him that you heard him was a brief glance in his direction. Cole stared at you for a moment, trying to figure out how to help you get out of bed. A big dramatic sigh caught your attention, "I guess I have no choice then..." was all the warning you got before Cole flopped on top of you. You yelped, trying to pull yourself out from under him. "Time to bring out the tickle monster!" he yelled, sitting on top of you and digging into your sides. Without wanting to, you laugh and jerk around, fighting with him trying to push him off. You can't help rolling around and squealing and smiling so big your cheeks start to hurt. "Cole- st- stop!" you yell, grabbing at him. "Will you get out of bed?" he asks over your yelps and giggles. "Yes ! Yes I'll get up!" and immediately his fingers stop digging into your soft sides, opting instead to brush hair out of your face, leaning down to kiss the tip of your nose. You catch your breath slowly, your eyes creasing with your smile. "Come on, what do you want for breakfast?"
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NYA
Nya smiled, taking your hand in hers gently. "I'll be there the whole time, promise". As comforting as her voice was, looking from her eyes to the looming general store sign made your gut swell with anxiety all over again. You weren’t too prepared to go out today, it wasn’t set in your plans and Nya presented this so suddenly. It wasn’t her fault, of course. But the fault of the lack of eggs in the fridge needed for tonight’s dinner. You chewed your lip and looked at your feet. We’re you even presentable? You shifted your feet, covered by slippers, your fingers pinching at the large hoodie that framed you baggily, my god, was that a stain?-. "This is all we have to do today, in and out, then we can go home and watch movies all day." Nya reminded you, bringing you out of your little daze, rubbing her thumb over your knuckles. The stress of making a decision on if you would go in the store or not only made you more anxious. You didn't want to disappoint her by not going in, but you didn't want to go in with her and be a burden. It was nothing new for Nya, a chance of being recognized, recognized would mean excess people. Between the pressure of making a choice and then having to live with that choice felt like life or death. Though of course it wasn't, and Nya tried to remind you of that, it just felt so intense. And now people were starting to stare, as you'd been stood in front of the store for a few minutes. After taking a deep breath, you took a long stride forward. Nya smiled encouragingly, though you couldn't see it with your head down…
Back in the car, Nya asked if she could hug you, aware you might be overstimulated. "I'm so proud of you! You did really well"
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KAI
Kai pushed through the thick crowd of people, one hand paving way for the two of you and the other holding yours tightly. It wasn't long before the two of you broke free, finding refuge on an empty side street. Whether or not it was empty wasn't something you noticed until Kai appeared in your direct line of vision. Panicked breaths drew in and out rapidly while you looked around. You weren't sure where you were, but it was apparent you were away from the crowd. You could still hear them but they sounded distant. Further inspection revealed it was just you and Kai some ways into a side street. Realizing you were alone, your thoughts started to clear up, the fog fading with the panic. You felt tears forming, a familiar stinging in your eyes. You welcomed them, thinking faintly that it's good to feel your emotions. Kai stood watching, waiting for you to ask if you needing something, or maybe needed a hug. He wasn't sure if he should touch you without asking, so he waited patiently in front of you. Your eyes closed and you reached forward, both of your hands gripping onto the front of his zip up jacket. The fabric offering a different feeling to focus on. Your hands ran up and down the fabric, feeling the cool metal of the zipper. A deep breath in, a deep breath out. You repeated these actions until you felt your heart settle and your mind empty. When you opened your eyes, Kai was right in front of you. He offered a small smile. "Can we go home?" you ask, a small smile cracking. Even though Kai had seen you through some of your worst, it was still a little embarrassing to let him see you so upset. He then smiled with you, with a soft loving glance he returned your soft tone. "Yeah, do you wanna order take out or something?"
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JAY
Jay knocked on your bedroom door with his knuckles, hearing a grunt from the otherside. His brows furrowed, and he called your name. "I'm coming in okay?" he received another grunt. jay wasn't sure what he was expecting when he opened your door, but it definitely wasn't all your belongings to be all over the floor and bed. Nestled between clothes and books and trash was you, curled up in your bed staring at the wall. Jay closed the door, and made his way over to you stepping carefully between the mess. When he crouched to eye level he found your eyes glossed over with tears, and when you looked from the wall to him they leaked over and fell down your cheeks. Immediately Jay leaned forward, wiping your tears. This only made things worse. You started to sob violently, sitting up and clinging to Jay. He held you close, trying to thinking of what he could do for you. He settled on just holding you, rubbing your back and helping you regulate your breathing when you started to hiccup. Eventually, you calmed down enough to tell him what happened. "I just..I wanted to clean my room and I started and, and now I'm so overwhelmed I don't nuh-know what to do" you wailed, clinging to his shirt. Jay frowned. He'd gone though this very same thing many times, getting ahead of himself and then realizing he bit off more than he could chew. It was a stressful thing, looking around at all this mess and thinking you had to clean it up. "It's okay, I'll help you" he said finally. You pulled back sniffling "You don't have to do that Jay" he smiled, wiping a stray tear. "I know I don't have to, but I want to" Jay pulled the sleeve of his shirt over his hand, drying the rest of your face. "We'll do it in sections, tomorrow. You can sleep with me until your bed is sorted out"
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ZANE
You frowned, rifling through your closet looking for the shoes you planned your outfit with. You went through your whole closet twice but still couldn't find them. At this rate you would be late before you found them. You stomped out of the closet feeling that familiar warmth in your cheeks and the stinging of fresh tears. You sat down on your bed with a huff, one of your legs bouncing up and down. Zane walked in to ask if you were ready to go, stopping when he could see you were visibly upset. "Is something wrong?" he asked, walking closer. "Yes!" you exclaimed, letting your emotions leak into your voice. You winced. "Sorry, I just.." You paused, steadying your breathing before continuing. Zane sat next to you, a hand resting on your knee. "I planned my outfit with the shoes I can't find and I don't want to wear other shoes because they won't look as good and i don't have time to plan another outfit! But we'll be late at this point, and we can't be late" you rambled, finishing looking hopelessly at the floor. Zane hummed, "Well, what do the shoes look like?" After explaining the shoes to him, he stood up, pulling you with him. "Two people searching is faster than one" he smiled. After splitting up and looking in the living room and bathroom, and then under your bed the shoes were found. By the time the two of you found the shoes, your mood had improved. Zane made searching for the shoes less stressful with his positive remarks and playful attitude. He carried you to the car, saying if you wanted to be on time that you would have to put your shoes on in the car, though he later admitted to wanting to carry you. In the end you made it with just a few minutes to spare.
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Walk The Line
No.4
Carmy Berzatto x reader
A/n: I'm finally getting an idea of where I want this to go!!! Well, I already had an idea,of where I wanted it to go but I was unsure, now I know^-^
It was 4:30 in the morning, Why the fuck you were awake?, you'll dont know. Silently staring out at the cars that went by as you drank your coffee, as you look out, you feel your phone vibrate in your pocket.
"Ah shit." answering the phone "Ritchie, it's way too damn early for you to be reminding me of work"
"Ritchie?" The voice repeats confused on the other line, your eyebrows furrow realizing it's not ritchie.
"Sorry? who is this? " You ask, a confused look on your face.
"Uh- me, Sunny. Your sister?" She awkwardly explains,
"Oh," you breathe out, "Sorry, i uhm,i wasn't expecting this."
"no, no it's okay, " She replies "Sorry nobody has called you. " She says quietly.
"Yea..uh-its okay" you assure. "So what's up…?"
" Uh… not much y'know? just been working." She breathes out,nodding as you listen.
"Everyone misses you." Sunny adds, and you can sense a smile on her face.
"really? " you say not really convinced,
"Yea"
"hm…"
"You don't believe me?" Chuckling she asks again, "You don't"
"Not one bit" you state as she laughs,
after that it gets quiet.
"Uhm… he's been - Well, we've been going to therapy, y'know?" She says softly, awaiting your answer.
your breath hitches for a second as you remove the phone from your ear to retrieve your thoughts.
"Really?" you ask in a low voice.
"Yeah"
"and how's that going for you?" you ask looking back outside the window.
"Well- it's a lot of crying." She says laughing "They really miss you, y'know, " Sunny pauses before adding "he"
"So, how's everyone else ?" you murmur hearing her sigh on the other line.
Sighing, you run hard through your hair, only letting silence ring.
"hey uh i gotta get to work," you explain, rubbing the back of your neck.
"Good, busy but good. annoying as always. Our brothers, I mean." She says, beginning to laugh, chuckling, and you look at the clock.
"No yea,dealing with those must annoying as hell"
"Yea," she replies, chuckling as you look at the clock, realizing what time it was
"No, yeah, i'll let you go," She says "ma says you're working in a restaurant. Is that true? "
"yea, it's true." Smiling, you look down
"How is that?" Sunny ask,
" busy as hell." You chuckle." Anyways, yea gotta go"
"yo- im gonna need help with these chickens!" You yell, taking out a tray of chicken to cook,
"Alright, be careful bye," Sunny says as she ends the call. "You're left there sitting in the darkness of your living room."
6 AM
" Anywhos available help put the chickens Please !" Carmy yells as he looks at the endless amount of orders coming through the small machine,
"Yes, chef, " Tina responds, grabbing another tray as you leave the oven door open for her. as you look at the Chaos starting to brew.
"Fuck, this isnt good," you mumble to time as he she glances up and you two walk to get more trays.
"Chef messed up on the tablet, i think," She said, gritting her teeth, lifting up another tray as you follow Suit,
" Let's just do what we need to do, Carmy's losing his shit. " You mumble and open the oven door,
" get THE FUCK OFF MY EXPO! CHEF NOW" Carmy screams echo through the restraint as you turn to look at him. And sydney walks off with an "yes chef"
Turning your gaze to Tina's, you both return to your respective task.
"Okay, 20 Chickens are Cooking," you shout, turning to look at Tina. Can you handle the rest? i've gotta get on those beefs. " You huff out. " They are prepped ready to go," you explain, and Tina nods, and you scurry off to put the beef in Jus
Putting the beef in jus you look to tina Who's talking to sydney whos currently freaking the fuck out.
"holy fucking shit…" you mumble looking out to the chaotic, a cold feeling in your Chest as your gaze lands on Carmy whos in the Screaming, his face red and you stand there looking at him, As approaches him with a roll at hand.
" Oh no marcus… " you mumble, turning away, finishing up the beefs you turn to look at tina. "These chicken good to go?" You ask, straightening your apron as she looks at you
"We don't have any more!" She says as you nod.
" It's okay, it's okay. " You breathe "fuck me…"
"Fuck me!"
"20 more Chickens to fire"
" We don't have any more "
"fucking find them!"
9 pm
"That was….. fucking something, "you murmur, eyes lidded go you leaned your back on the wall. Carmy scoffed as he sat next to you doing the same.
"Yea." he breathed out, leaning his head back."You Uh heard from marcus?"
"No," you reply as he nods his head. "He'll come around," you mumble, closing your eyes and adding to the silence.
"Sorry for the way i acted today, Chef,"
Turning your head towards him, you force your eyes open, taking in his words.
"You're good."
It's not often that people apologize for their actions in person. His words came as a surprise. But... you liked that.
"So… "fuck me?" He asked with a small smile, your heart stopped for a split second before realizing what he meant.
"Huh? Oh- you heard that." laughing, you fixed your posture. "We were out of chickens !" you guy laughing "i literally had to run to the nearest grocery Store and buy a cart full of chicken."
"I know, thank you," Carmy says, chuckling. Settling down you look up.
"Stupid fucking chicken " you mumble closing your eyes and
Crossing your arms for extra warmth. Carmy's sits next to you, relaxing and lighting up a cigarette.
"and you? how are you? " You whisper, eyes still close causing carmy to stop in his tracks.
"me?"
"Yeah you. Who else? "you reply, opening your eyes slightly. As he turns to look at you, " you were freaking out, I mean- with how much that machine was spewing out?oof. I would have too."
He takes a moment to reply,
"Okay," he replies simply as you give him a "Really?' look "Tired, yeah" he adds running his hands over his face.
"That's better," you say, struggling to keep your eyes open, and he draws in a breath with his cigarette.
"Take the night off" he states as he looks at you,
" I would love that, but there's too much for just you," you reply, shaking away the exhaustion from you. Before he can say anything else, you stand up dusting off any dirt on yourself.
"Whatever you say, Chef," he says, dropping his cigarette and stepping on it before you two walk back to work.
Hours later you two find each other sitting against the kitchen counter cleaner, sleeping shoulder to shoulder after cleaning the restaurant.
The next day of your felt your shoulder be tapped, and you open your eyes,
"Ah shit…" you groan as you get up and rub your eyes.Hearing chuckles from the front of the restaurant. as you walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.
"RITCHIE YOU FUCK ! "
Falling asleep in the restaurant wasn't the best idea, you thought, trying your best to rub out the tiny little dicks on your face.
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Joker x reader
Reader works at a store
gn!reader, could be any joker ig
Summary: the store is getting robbed by the joker but as tired as you are, you just give the money to him. (Based on the ep 'jokers millions' cuz he needs cash)
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It was pretty late. A few customers were walking around the store. You just quietly stood behind the register, waiting for your shift to end.
And that is when you heard a gunshot, then glass breaking. Two tall man entered the store, they had clown make up on and wore black clothing.
They didn't move, not until another men came in. He was in purple, wearing a hat, making half of his face covered in a shadow. "Alright boys, lets make this quick" he snapped his fingers ordering them.
He then looked around and his eyes landed on you. Or atleast that two dots that were seeable.
You felt so tired, stressed and exhausted, you just waited for something to happen.
He made his way towards you in fast steps. Only when he got closer did you realize that the man infront of you was no other than The Joker himself.
You noticed his flower and that smile you recognize on posters.
He raised his gun at you demanding money. You just nodded at him as you opened the register. "Okay okay, lower that thing man"
You handed him the cash that was in there, about...50 bucks. He almost looked surprised. Maybe cuz you actually listened with out crying for your life. Or maybe cuz you seemed unimpressed? Well it is gotham after all.
Not that you weren't afraid at the moment.
"Ah..good choice. You're a smart one"
He put his gun and the money in his pocket. He looked back up at you.
"Happen to know the code for the safe?"
You giggled at him. He made a surprised face once again, you had to hold back from laughing.
"Ya really think this poor store has a safe? Only the boss has more money on him. And he went home like two hours ago. Sorry"
"Huh, he left?!"
"Yeah..he always does that. He leaves the store for us to close. About that..my shift ends in 20 minutes and i don't wanna deal with that" you point at the broken windows.
He looks back at you.
"Aren't you afraid?"
"Well its not my fault that its broken-"
"No, i mean. Aren't you afraid of me? I mean do you even know who ya talking to?"
"The charming prince of crime. The Joker, yeah yeah i know.. i heard about you"
The word charming made him smile.
"You know what sweets, i like ya! You aren't like the others. Oh and by the way. The gun wasn't loaded"
You blink in surprise and he just laughed.
"Low on bullets that is.. but you're very cooperative. I like that." He put his hands up picturing you.
"Well gotta fly before batboy and birdie comes looking for me. Wish i could steal more of your time."
You look at your clock. Your shift has ended. Plus you survived an encounter with a villain. But at what cost.
"Heres my card. Er, and your name sweet?"
"..Y/n..Y/n L/n.."
"I'll keep that in my memory"
He petted your head, he then waved and whistled for his hench men. They left the store running as you tried to keep yourself together.
'Maybe i should have gave him a fake name, would he have been mad then?' You took a look at the card he gave you. It was a normal poker card. A joker card.
'Mmm. Im just gonna go home and deal with this later'
Little did you know you just made this crazy clown interested in you.
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Let's Riot! Otherwise known as the gay roller derby AU
Part 2
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Contains: Lesbians! Almost everyone is a woman (Alex is NB and there are like. A few men mentioned.) and most of them are gay, OCs: Readers and OCs from a bunch of my projects and also Bambi and Bricks who belong to the esteemed @dragonnarrative-writes , Roller Derby!, complicated dating histories
~3.2k - 18+ MDNI
Morgan noticed the set of big boots, and slid out from under the car she was working on. From far above, Simone looked down.
Simone was Jo's friend and teammate, a big, handsome woman, blond hair left just long enough to curl on top of his head and clipped short on the sides. Silver earrings glinted when he shifted on his feet.
"Ronnie said y'might be hirin'," he said, wasting no time with pleasantries. It was one of Simone's best qualities, in Morgan's opinion. The ability to get to the point.
"Thought you worked for Thompson's Garage, across town."
"Yeah. Did. Might've punched 'im f'r cornerin' some poor girl with a cracked radiator an’ offerin’ ‘er a discount for… services rendered. Told 'er t'come 'ere, boss told me t'get lost." He scowled, flexing his hands, clearly still upset by what had happened. It must have been a good punch, judging by the purple bruise on his left-hand knuckles.
"What do you get paid there?"
"Twenty an hour."
"Shit, he was cheating you. Alright, move so I can get up." Morgan slid the rest of the way out from under the vehicle and accepted Simone's hand up. "Come on, let's get the papers sorted. I usually pay thirty to start, but I don't think you're the type to slow roll work, so I'll start you at thirty five, go from there. There's overtime if you want it, I'm here five to five Monday to Friday. You came at just the right time, I was gonna post an ad today. But Bricks knew that."
"She's been tellin' me t'come work for you for ages. Didn't realize you paid so well."
"I'd rather pay a few competent people than deal with an army of cheap idiots. I don't have the patience for it." She led Simone into the main office, where a young woman with red-rimmed eyes was handing her keys over to Nova. She gave Simone a watery smile as they passed by.
"I thought you'd be more'f a cunt," he admitted. "Jo said you were. But I guess Ron wouldn't've become your friend if you were as bad as all that."
"I am a cunt," Morgan said, dropping into her chair and fishing her keyboard out from under a pile of invoices. "But not if you don't deserve it. Jo deserves it."
Simone chuckled as Laika unfolded herself from the dog bed in the corner and came over to sniff her boots with interest. "Well. Sometimes, yeah."
"That's Laika. She's a terrible guard dog, but perfect otherwise. She's usually with me, in here, or politely begging for someone else's lunch. Don't fall for it. I think it's clear she's very well fed. Sit, please."
Both Simone and Laika sat down and looked at her expectantly.
Morgan bit back a laugh. "Alright, let's get you set up."
Once she had all of Simone's information, she set him up at the computer to do GHS training and went back out to the garage. The radiator job was an easy patch, and she made a note to order a replacement before the thing started leaking again, and didn't charge for the temporary repair, which had her awkwardly standing there while the poor woman cried on her shoulder and unloaded about the truly terrible month she'd been having. Morgan made her some tea and sat with her until she felt steady enough to drive, and then rushed through the rest of her work so she could leave a bit early and drop by the shops on the way home. She'd asked Simone what kind of pie Jo liked, and received the deliberately unhelpful response of "Peach, prob'ly." Followed by a chuckle and a sly look.
A comedian, clearly.
She decided, perhaps a bit vindictively, to make something with a mix of blueberry, black currant and blackberry, so it would stain one of Jo's perennial white tank tops permanently if she got any on herself.
Laika hiked herself up onto the couch as soon as they got into the flat, clearly exhausted by the extra two blocks they had walked to get to the grocery store. Morgan envied her ability to relax so thoroughly so quickly.
She changed out of her work clothes and scrubbed all the dirt and oil off her skin, careful to get every bit from under her nails, and got working on the pie, keeping an ear out for the sound of Jo's door slamming closed to signal her return.
It was mortifying to walk down the hall with the still warm pie, wearing a skirt and a half un-buttoned button up shirt tied around her waist. She wasn't sure if she hated Bricks more for the suggestion that she wear something low cut, or Jo for the way her eyes instantly dropped, first to her cleavage, and then to the pie.
"Well hello. You in a better mood today, sweetheart?" Jo leaned into the doorframe, her black, sawdust covered t-shirt tight around her arms and riding up just the slightest bit, revealing a slip of skin and a peek at the elastic from her underwear.
"Yes. Much better. Thank you." Morgan held out the pie tin, trying her best to ignore the smell of wood shavings and sweat that rolled off of Jo. "Will you please let us use your warehouse as practice space until we can find somewhere else?"
"Hm. Maybe. Why don't you come in for a minute? Can't let you do all that work without gettin' a taste yourself."
“No, that’s fine, just take this and let me know what you decide.”
“Hm, no. Come in, make me some tea while I pop in the shower, then we’ll talk.” Jo gently dragged Morgan inside, then closed and locked the door behind her. “I’m sure you can find everything you need. Kitchen’s laid out just like yours.”
Their apartments were basically identical, just mirrored, and Jo’s was lacking in a certain level of coziness. She had nice furniture, solid wood kitchen table and chairs, no doubt made by her own hand, an overstuffed leather couch, nice bookcases, but there weren’t many personal touches, even though Jo had lived in the building for years longer than Morgan had. The walls were still beige.
Morgan set the pie down on the counter and glanced back over her shoulder. Jo already had her shirt off, and was just hooking her fingers under the edge of her bra as she started down the hallway. The well-defined muscles in her back flexed and then relaxed, her torso twisted back toward the kitchen. Morgan’s eyes flicked up, catching Jo’s smirk. She looked away and grabbed the kettle, hoping to avoid any further conversation for the moment.
Jo laughed, and a moment later, the sound of her shower started. Morgan turned on the kettle and sat down heavily. Jo was clearly going to take advantage of her forced civility for her own entertainment.
Well, at least someone was having fun.
Of course, getting flustered or mad was only going to encourage her. Morgan needed to get a hold of herself. Jo was just toying with her like a cat with a mouse.
She plated two slices of the pie, made tea, and sat down at the table to wait. The shower shut off only a few minutes later, and not long after that, Jo came back down the hallway, towel-dried hair finger-combed back from her face, wearing sweatpants and a tanktop that stuck to her wet skin, the white fabric just the slightest bit see-through.
“Thanks, pet. Didn’t mention before, but you look cute. Don’t think I’ve seen you in a skirt since you went on your last date.”
“I don’t have a lot of occasions to. Now, can we—”
“It’s a shame. You’ve got nice legs.”
“Jo, please. I’m going to lose my temper if you keep this up, and I’m trying very hard to be nice.”
“I’m complimenting you.”
“You don’t mean a word of it, you just enjoy torturing me. Now, about the warehouse.”
Jo hummed, picking up her fork and using the side of it to cut a bite sized piece off the slice of pie on the plate in front of her. “I suppose we can give it a trial run. We practice Sundays, Tuesdays and Thursdays. Can you work around that?”
Morgan grimaced, pulling her phone out of her pocket. “We’re Tuesdays and Thursdays right now. Billie and Dancer can’t do Wednesdays, Kitty’s got late classes Monday and Friday. I suppose it’s alright if some of us can only make one practice a week, but Kitty and Dancer are our newest skaters, they could use the extra time.”
“Are they available on Sundays?”
Morgan shook her head. “Sweetpea volunteers through her church, I don’t think she’d want to give that up on an ongoing basis.”
Jo made an appreciative sound as she chewed her bite of pastry and berry filling. “Hm. S’pose we could shuffle things about a bit. You can ‘ave Tuesday.”
Morgan nodded. “Okay. Maybe we can make it an extra long practice to make up for it.”
Jo was silent for a moment, thinking it over. “Want to make it interestin’?”
“Almost certainly not.”
“Hear me out, sweetheart.”
“Alright. Fine. What do you have in mind?”
“We’ve got that match tomorrow. If your team wins, you get Tuesday and Thursday. We’ll move things around. And if we win, I’ll still let you have Tuesdays, and we can share Thursdays.”
“That’s it?” Morgan asked. Maybe Jo wasn’t as bad as all that. “When you said make it interesting I thought you’d make it— Well, I thought you were going to be awful.”
“You want me to add some personal stakes?” Jo asked, her eyes glittering with mischief. “I can if you like. I’ve had a few thoughts. You comin’ over here all cute with baked goods gives me a few more.”
“I do not need to hear those thoughts.” Morgan stood up, smiling tightly. “That’s an acceptable wager. It would be nice to have enough people to run the occasional scrimmage with. I’ll let the girls know. Thank you.” She quickly walked out the door and into her own apartment without looking back, closing the door firmly behind her.
She picked up her phone and pulled up the Riot groupchat.
CpnMorgan: Going to the disco. Anyone up for it?
Chelsea watched the other girls move around the roller rink, sitting on the table with Bricks between her knees, her arms looped around Bricks’ shoulders. They were on guard duty while the others had fun. They’d swap back in when someone else needed a break. “Well, it’s a good start,” she said.
Apparently, Bambi and Doll had been on a double date, but they were skating in sync, moving to the music, and their dates were nowhere to be seen. Dancer was spinning like a top in the centre of the rink, ballet skills on impressive display. Billie wasn’t there yet— She had promised to read Ellie the next chapter of some story before bed, and then Roach’s mother was going to keep an eye on her so that Billie and Roach could both come out. Sweetpea, Bunny and Kitty were talking and skating, Bunny moving backward so she could look at both of them while they chatted.
Morgan was obviously pissed, despite the good news. She was doing hard laps, weaving through slower skaters like they were obstacles in a course.
“It is,” Bricks agreed. “Honestly Jo and Morgan had an entire conversation without Morgan swinging on her. That’s not nothing.”
Chelsea hummed in agreement. “Are the Femmes coming here tonight? I know you texted Simone, but you didn’t say if she responded.”
“He,” Bricks reminded her idly, picking up her phone to check. “He sent me a thumbs up.”
“Is that a yes?”
“It could be a yes, or a good to know. I’ll ask Kylie.”
“I think that’s Farah and Alex— Hey!” Chelsea waved at the couple that just walked in. They beelined for their table, hand in hand.
“This is a regular date spot for those two.” Bricks sat forward a little, beaming. “Hey kids.”
“Nice to see you, Ronnie,” Alex said, giving her a nod and a wide smile. “Princess Peach.”
“It’s been too long. Excited for the game tomorrow?” Bricks asked.
Farah dropped onto the bench beside her. "You bet. I love playing teams that don't spent the whole game trying to foul us out. And your newbies are so cute." Farah wiggled her fingers at Kitty as she rolled past, which made her stumble and nearly fall over, or would have if Sweetpea and Bunny weren't right there to catch her.
Chelsea laughed. "She is cute. Kitty gets so flustered when anyone flirts with her."
Alexis sat down as well and pulled their skates out of their bag. "You just handed us a secret weapon to get through your line," they joked. "You're so doomed now."
Farah laughed and swatted Alexis' knee. "She's a jammer. It wouldn't help."
"Damn."
"Actually, we train for all positions," Bricks said. "Morgan thinks it makes us better all round, and I think she's right. Kitty can block. She would have a hard time blocking your team, since most of you are behemoths."
"They forgot to give me the growth serum," Farah said solemnly. "I didn't make it to practice the day Jo was handing out shots. She gave Simone a double dose instead."
"That explains everything." Bricks glanced at her phone again. "Do you know if Simone is coming tonight?"
"They're at The Dragon," Alexis said. "Simone got a new job today and Jo is upset that her girlfriend of the week is mad at her or something, so Soap's gone to encourage bad behaviour and Kylie's gone to keep an eye on them. Macy works early tomorrow so she's probably already in her bonnet."
"Naturally." Bricks tipped her head back to look at Chelsea. "You mind if I do a couple circuits with these two? They love a third wheel."
Alexis grinned. "More like wheels 17-24."
Farah groaned. "You are getting as bad as Simone."
"And yet, you still love me."
"Till the end of time, habib albi." Farah reached for Alexis' hand and kissed the rose tattooed on the back of it.
The three of them stood together and zipped off for the rink, leaving Chelsea alone at the table, although she suspected not for long. Morgan was still going hard, but Dancer was meandering with the others now.
Bricks (on top of being tall, curvy, and gorgeous) was a genius. Getting the Femme41s and the Riot together just made sense. Both of them without a full roster, each team with practically opposite strengths, Jo with her very convenient access to actual space. If it weren't for Morgan and Jo's silly little fight, they would have suggested it full out.
As it were, Bricks was scheming, which was always a pleasure to watch.
Farah and Alexis were an easy sell. They could get along with almost anyone, and they weren’t intimidating like Simone or Jo.
Sweetpea and Kitty hopped out of the rink to get a drink. Kitty started unlacing her skates, clearly spent for the evening.
“This place rules,” she said. “I can’t believe it’s not busier.”
“I’m glad it’s not,” Sweetpea said. “Although I’m also concerned that means it won’t be open for all that much longer.”
“If they sell this place for condos I’m really gonna riot,” Chelsea grumbled. “Morgan talked to the owner already, said that she should talk to her if she decides to sell, or if any offers get made. I think she’s secretly wealthy or something. Sometimes she gets talking about learning to fly in her dad’s plane when she was young, or growing up travelling all over and I think, hm.”
“She also always picks up the tab,” Sweetpea pointed out.
“Then why would she work so much?” Kitty asked. “Doesn’t make much sense.”
Chelsea shrugged. “Maybe she just likes to work.”
Sweetpea hummed. “I’d believe that. But whatever. I’ve got a date Monday night and I’d like some opinions. We’re just going for a coffee and a walk by the river, so it’s gotta hit cute and casual, yeah?” She grabbed her phone to show them her outfit options.
Sweetpea was the kind of person who took pictures of every single item of clothing she had, so she could catalogue them and put together outfits paper-doll style on a picture of herself while she was bored at work. A lot of her clothes were handmade, or up-cycled thrifted items, and she sold them too. Chelsea had a rack of Sweetpea’s one-of-a-kind items in her shop, and some of Doll’s paintings on the wall. It was nice to be able to support her friends a little.
Plus, Sweetpea had custom made Chelsea’s favourite jacket, pink denim with a quilted bird on a branch on the back. She never went anywhere in it without receiving a dozen compliments.
It was so nice to have such a good group to hang out with, on and off the track. The Shadows had never really been like that, although she was so lucky to have met Billie (And Pepper, who she wished would come back from America) through them. That was a team that was all about Pippa, and doing what Pippa wanted. The final straw had been the less than subtle hints that Billie wasn’t recovering from Ellie’s birth fast enough, and that she could be replaced.
Chelsea lost her temper about it. She rarely let herself get mad, but she was pretty sure she called Pippa all sorts of names before she stormed off after a sobbing Billie. Pepper had followed.
The decision to start their own team came a little later. At first they just skated together, at the disco, down by the river, and hung out, until Billie had gone to Morgan’s garage, just a little after it opened. When Morgan returned the car, she asked about the skates in the backseat, and that had been the real beginning.
Chelsea was organized, but she didn’t always know where and how to start things. Morgan was the type of person that just ran full speed at any problem in front of her without thinking twice. So they'd put up a few flyers and booked the Reader St arena, and that had brought out Bunny and a few others, and then Bricks had joined up after the Riot had gotten slapped silly by Kortac. She'd said she wanted to be on the team that was laughing and supporting each other in a loss, rather than the one that criticized a win.
And that was the beauty of the group of people they'd brought together. It didn't really matter if they won or lost, because they had fun, and they liked spending time with each other. There was no competition amongst each other, no petty bullshit.
There was no way in hell Chelsea was ever going to let Pippa ruin that, even though the American woman had tried really hard to break up the team when she was dating Morgan. It was probably the whole reason why she started dating her.
So it probably wasn’t all Morgan’s fault that Pippa bought their arena, regardless of what they’d said the night before.
Either way, at least they’d have one thing in common with the Femme41— They all considered Pippa Graves enemy no. 1. And that was a great place to start.
Title card made on Canva - Image Credits: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 (Stickers are Canva assets) Dividers by @/cafekitsune
#Cave Writing#Let's Riot!#Roller Derby AU#Femme41#cod mw fanfiction#kind of#All the OCs#Simone is a he/him butch and I love him#I love that Bambi and Doll fully ditched their dates like where did they go? Who knows#They are not paying attention#(now kith)#Alex and Farah 4ever
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His initial
Link: Insta reel
OKOK SO U SAW THIS ON INSTA AND IM OBSESSED, I GOT THIS IDEA
Summery: You wear Rafes initial on your thigh, and he starts to kiss the ground you walk on.
Trying something new with a summery 😊
Warnings:
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Tonight was an important night
It was a business event with Rafe and his other business friends/peers
You knew it was for them so they can make business deals
But...
You wanted to mess with Rafe a bit
Of course, he was taking you with him
He just saw this as an opportunity to show you off
But he didn't imagine how much he would want to take you home instead...
Time skip
It was almost time to go, and you were done with your makeup, and you were dressed
Soon enough Rafe walked in and stopped in his tracks
He leaned against the doorframe and looked you up and down, whistling
You playfully rolled your eyes and looked away smiling
Rafe walked up behind you, his breath against your neck sending shivers up your spine
Rafe started dragging his nose up your neck and kissing up your neck to your ear
"Hey, pretty girl" he whispered in your ear
"Hi baby," you said as you turned around, wrapping your arms around his neck and his wrap around your waist
"Wanna tell me who you getting all dolled up for" he smirked as he twirled you his eyes never leaving your body
"My boyfriend, but unfortunately he's failed to compliment me" you fake pouted as you turned around and pretended to do something with your hair
"Sweethear no amount of Compliments, numbers or words can explain how gorgeous you are"
You blushed at his words
"You have a way with words Mr Cameron"
"Only for you, my Mrs Cameron"
You giggled
"Ok, now get out. I need to finish getting ready"
Rafe put his hands up in surrender with his goofy smile on and left the room, telling you to tell him when your done
Little did he know...
You were already done getting ready
You just needed him to get out of the room so you could put your new jewelry on
You carefully took the box out of its hiding place and opened it
Seeing the beauty sitting inside
Stroy time
Recently while you were scrolling through Instagram
You saw a very eye sparkling jewelry...
...Thigh jewelry
Your first though when you saw it was what rafe would think
So of course
You ordered it
But the twist was....
You ordered the one with his initial
When you heard about the event for the first time
You took it upon yourself to not tell rafe
And let it be a surprise
End of story time
You took the jewelry out of the box and slid it up your thigh
Part of you wondered how rafe would react
Guess it time to find out...
"Hey babe, I'm ready to go" you yelled from upstairs
"Okay, I'll go start the car" rafe replies
You put your heels on
Taking one last look in the mirror and walked out to the car
Rafe opened the passenger door for you
He could've sworn he saw something sparkel but he just ignored it and walked the the driver's side door
Time skip
You and rafe were at the event and your knew damn well he had noticed the jewelry hanging from your thigh
The whole event rafe couldn't keep his hands off of you
His hands were somewhere on you
On your waist
Thigh
Anywhere it could be
By the time the event ended and you were both home
Rafe had you in bed
Smut, skip to the green if u don't wanna read
The 2 of you were on the bed making out hungrily
"You don't know how long I've been waiting to do this to you for" Rafe said as he left purple bruises down you neck and boobs
"Don't know if I should punish you or reward you"
You couldn't control the soft moans coming from your mouth
You let your head fall back as he kept going lower and lower
Until he was face to face with your unclothed cloth
"Hm looks like to me someone planned this, no panties, thigh jewelry seems all planned to me"
You couldn't help your smile that found it way on your face
Rafe saw that smile and he knew he was right
With out warning Rafe licked your pussy
Making you moan out loud
He continued doing that making sure you were all wet and prepared for him
"R-rafe~" you moaned out
He hummed in response sending those ungodly vibrations to your core
"F-fuck, R-rafe, i-m gon-na ..." and with that Rafe stopped everything he was doing
You whined at him with a pout because of him declining your release
Rafe then kissed at your thighs and up your stomach as his hand reached behind you to find the zip of your dress
Rafe did eventually find the zip and unzipped yout dress
Only to find out you weren't wearing a bra either
"Hm~ naughty girl, no bra either"
You moaned as he started sucking on your right nipple while pinching the other
Soon enough he switched
Rafe started sucking on your left nipple while pinching your right
After a while of doing that
You were a moaning mess
And desperately begging for Rafes cockadodaldo
He slowly got of you and started undressing
You bit your lip while looking at him hungerly with the 'fuck me' eyes
Rafe leans down again and starts making out with you while pumping his cock
You slowly move his hand away and start pumping it yourself as the two of you make out
You break the Kiss and go on your knees in front of him
You keep jerking him off as he groaning
You put the tip in your mouth and start sucking and twirling your tongue on it
You slowly took all of him in your mouth
Wrapping your lips around him and bobbing your head back and forth
You knew he was starting to get close to his orgasm
You just knew him that way
You knew how to perfectly suck his dick
When to send those moaning vibrations
You knew all the tips and tricks
And you also knew that no matter how much he tried
Rafe could never get rid of you
Rafe soon pulled you off his cock and flipped you onto all4s
"Fucking hell baby, you don't know what you do to me"
You giggled a bit then gasped as you felt him trail he tip of his cockadodaldo around your pussy making you moan
Rafe ten without warning put it in
And you moaned as loud as you could
You could feel him stretching your vagina
The pain and pleasure mixing as he kept going in and out of your pussy
The both of you moaning and groaning like crazy
"FUCK RAFE IM GONNS CUM" you screamed
He replied with "Not just yet baby I wasn't you to cum with me"
And with that you both came.
Smut has passed
After all that, Rafe cleaned the 2 of you up and dressed youbinto one of his very comfy hoodies
The end
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Hey sweets
I finished this fic
And I promise ilk try finishing other ones and answering requests
Laterz
P.s its bloody 9:28, what am I doing up?!
#drew starkey#rafe cameron#outer banks#rafe cameron fanfiction#rafe cameron fluff#rafe cameron series#rafe cameron smut#rafe cameron x reader#dad!rafe#rafe cameron x kook!reader#rafecameronzwhore <3
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