#the goonies x reader

[blackmarketfruitrollups]

There, All Better (Brand Walsh X FemReader)

Warnings: Swearing, but if you've watched the movie I doubt you're surprised

A/N the lack of Goonies fanfic is absolutely appalling

Amazing how life can get turned on it's head so suddenly, isn't it? One moment life is routine and mundane, and next thing you know, your life is falling apart.

This was the unfortunate reality for Y/N L/N, and by tomorrow her family would be leaving the home she'd spent her entire life in, so that rich douche Troy Perkin's father could bulldoze where she'd spent her formative years, the Goon Docks.

Unfortunately there was nothing to be done. Both her father and Mr. Walsh had both done everything they could to convince Mr. Perkins to change his mind, but the old leather shoe had decided that countless people's lives and memories were unimportant when compared with his personal agenda. And Troy Perkin loved to rub her face in the fact that she had to leave.

The same Troy Perkin dating her best friend, Andi. And loathing wasn't a strong enough word to describe the mutual feelings between her and her friend's boyfriend.

Nonetheless, here she was in the back of Troy's convertible next to Steph, Andi riding in the front passenger seat while Troy kept angling his rearview mirror to look down Andi's shirt.

"You disgusting pervert." She snapped, reaching across Steph to cuff the back of the jock's head. "Stop thinking with your crotch and watch the road before we crash and die."

"Jeez, Andi tell the buzzkill in the back to chill. You don't mind, do ya babe." Troy grunted, taking another peek down her shirt.

"Hey, who's that?" Steph interrupted, pointing down the road where someone was riding a comically small pink bike.

"Is that-?" Andi started, when Troy suddenly slowed down next to the figure.

"Brand?" Y/N leaned forward from the back seat, peaking around.

"Oh uh, hey Y/N." Brand stuttered, leaning his hand up on the car.

Brand and Y/N had known eachother a long time, grown up together in fact. Their fathers had worked together at the museum, quickly becoming close friends. One thing lead to another and next thing you know their families were never apart.

Whether it was barbeques, meeting to swim at the beach, or Y/N babysitting Mikey, they were always together, and over time both Brand and the girl had feelings for eachother. That being said, neither of them were going to do anything about it, terrified of ruining their lifelong friendship if the other person didn't feel the same.

Unbeknownst to them, their mothers had been convinced they were going to get married since they were both five, hopefully making the girl into Y/N Walsh.

But in the meantime, Y/N never expected to see Brand in sweats on some small child's bright pink bike, and Brand had never expected to see her sat in Troy's car, but here they were.

"Brand, can we give you a ride somewhere?" Y/N asked, Troy shooting her a scathing look while Steph and Andi wiggled their eyebrows at her.

"Uh, no." Brand panted. "Thanks anyway though."

Troy turned, looking at Y/N with a twisted grin, before starting the car again. "Yeah Walsh, let us give you a little ride."

Troy then grabbed onto Brand's hand on the car, before making the car move. "Hold on, here we go!"

"Hey!" Andi and Y/N shouted in unison, as Steph started smacking Troy's arm.

"Troy stop!" Y/N yelled, hitting Troy repeatedly as he continued to pick up speed. "Let him go!"

"Stop!" The other girls shouted, trying to help.

"Hey let go of my hand Troy!" Brand yelled, looking between Troy and the road as the bike started going faster than it was built to.

"Hold on!" The jock cackled, as Y/N continued to smack the back of his head.

"Let go!"

Suddenly there was an odd screeching noise, and turning around Y/N saw the training wheels that had previously been attached to the bike, laying in the middle of the road.

"Troy stop, you're gonna kill him!" She screamed.

"Let go of my hand!" Brand repeated, and this time Troy listened, releasing his hand to put them both on the steering wheel.

But it didn't matter, they had already been going to fast and despite Troy not holding him to the car anymore, Brand was going so fast that he kept up with them as they sped down the road. Until the curb on the side of a massive hill, the drop from the road being so steep and covered in rocks and trees injury was inevitable if you fell.

And Brand was speeding straight towards it with no brakes.

Steph and Y/N reached for him, but it was to late.

"Brand!" Y/N screeched as he was launched through the air.

"So long, sucker!" Troy shouted, continuing to speed down the road until he was smacked across the back of the head with a bag.

"PULL OVER."

"Holy shit, what's wrong with you?" He groaned, clutching the back of his head as he stopped the car.

"You're such an asshole!" Y/N yelled, jumping out of the car with her backpack. "If he's dead I'm calling the cops! Steph, Andi, I'll see you at school." She stormed off, running in the direction they had just come from.

"Yeah whatever." Troy spat, flooring it before either of Y/N's friends could do anything.

She ran back to the curve, finding the bike all mangled down the hill, and Brand having almost made his way back to the top, looking all dirty and torn up.

"Oh my gosh." She jogged down to where he was, cupping his face in her hands. "Are you hurt? Well, duh obviously, don't answer that."

He just stood there and blinked at her before she was pulling him by the wrist back to the top of the hill where she'd left her bag.

"Sit down, sit down." She pushed him to sit on the ground, recieving no resistance. Y/N knelt on the ground in front of him, digging through her bag for her makeshift first aid kit.

He watched her for a moment, feeling kind of ridiculous in his workout headband, but more focused on the pain in his face and the pretty girl in front of him.

Pulling things out of her bag she wiped at his face with a tissue before putting what he assumed was some antibiotic all over his wounds. She glanced down at her bag, then smiled at him sheepishly whilst raising her hand to show him a bright yellow bandaid with a smiley face on it.

"It's the only type I have."

"That's fine," he grins. "I'll take whatever you've got."

She returns his smile and puts a few bandaids on his face, neck and arms, leaning down to kiss the one on his forehead when she was done.

"There." She smiled. "All better."

Suddenly they were kids again, eight to be precise, riding their bikes in the middle of summer, when Y/N ended up face planting into the gravel. Brand, panicking, started digging through her backpack looking for bandaids (because even at eight her mother insisted she carry some).

Once he found some he placed them on her forehead, but was disheartened when he looked down and saw her eyes full of tears.

"My mama always kisses them better, but she's not here so what do I do?"

Brand looked around, before his eight year old brain decided that the most logical course of action was to kiss them better for her.

So leaning down, he left a big sloppy kiss in the middle of her forehead, before stepping back and smiling, proud of himself.

"There, all better."

[maxiscoolongg]

Masterlist

Stranger things

Nothing yet.....

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Scream

Your not scaring me (billy loomis x reader x stu macher)

Ethan ladry as your boyfriend (gay version)

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Friday the 13th

Nothing yet...

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Halloween

Nothing yet...

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Goonies

Nothing yet

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Carrie

Nothing yet...

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IT/Losers club

Patrick hocksetter hc (edited)

"Never fucking touch him" PT.1

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TVD

Nothing yet...

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Karate Kid

"Is that karate?" (Daniel Larusso x Reader)

"Is that karate?" (Daniel Larusso x Reader pt.2)

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Cobra Kai

Nothing yet/something coming up...

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THE BLACK PHONE

Teenage dirtbag (Vance hopper x reader)

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UP THE ACADEMY

"What! I can't do that!?" (Chooch x Reader pt.1)

"What! I can't do that!?" (Chooch x Reader pt.2)

"What! I can't do that!?" (Chooch x Reader pt.3)

"What! I can't do that!?" (Chooch x Reader pt.4)

"What! I can't do that!?" (Chooch x Reader pt.5)

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OUTSIDERS

Some goofy outsiders facts headcannons p2

Some goofy outsiders facts headcannons

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EIGHT IS ENOUGH

Jermey Andretti imagine!

[greasergal]

Metanoia Prologue

Pairing: Older!Mikey Walsh x OC!FemReader

Warnings: language, angst, slow burn romance, sexual innuendos, drinking, dark past, mentions of depression

Summary: Estella spent a lot of her life not really knowing who she was. So on a journey to figure that out she said good bye to the life she had made in search of one she would enjoy. Which is how she happened to stumble upon the Goondocks and the best group of friends she had ever met.

word count: 1.5k

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Materlist

PROLOGUE | OUT OF TOWNER Wednesday June 30th 1993, Astoria Oregon

The thrill was what got to her. The absolute freeing and exciting feeling of running off. The whole world was in her hands and she could do anything. Who knew what would happen next. Just the mystery and on edge her future seemed was enough to keep her foot on the gas and to continue driving with no map in her hands. Each road she passed was a split decision. A small grin tickled at the corner of her lips but didn't fully form because the thrill in her stomach was enough to make her sick and happy at the same time.

She had been driving for a while now. At least eight hours before she had loaded her car with anything she could think of bringing along. She was actually surprised the small white Volkswagen Bug could hold all the junk she had thrown into it. The sky was grey and drizzling raindrops all over the earth. As Estella admired the beauty of Mother Nature her stomach grumbled. She hadn't had the time to eat before her split second decision of leaving. Passing a small town sign she smiled knowing this was promising of a restaurant nearby. The town hit you all at once, lots of houses, and a whole bunch of different colors. Estella could see the small port down the end of the road and it somehow brought the little old town together.

As she got closer to the port she saw a sign for a little diner and let out a sigh of relief. Without hesitation she pulled into a parking space and grabbed her wallet. The inside was small and very old school but it gave off a warm welcoming feeling. There wasn't a lot of people inside, just two young boys sitting at the bar stools and an older gentleman off to himself in a booth. Estella took a seat on the opposite side of the bar from the boys and started to look at the menu as a blonde girl emerged wearing a pink waitress uniform.

"Can I get you anything?" she asked with a small smile. She had warm brown eyes and she stared into Estella's hazel ones with kindness.

"Um, I'll just have some French toast and bacon on the side. Oh and a glass of orange juice" the girl smiled as she wrote down the order and walked it back to the window. She gently clipped it to the carousel and spun it around so the cooks could get it. She watched as she moved to wipe the counter in front of the two boys and fall into conversation with them. Before she knew it the girl had returned and started wiping down the counter in front of her. Estella also couldn't help but notice the boys staring at her from across the bar.

"Is there something on my face? Those boys you were talking to over there are staring at me" she leaned and whispered to the blonde so they wouldn't hear. The blonde chuckled slightly and shook her head.

"No we just aren't used to out of towner's around here. Where you from?" she asked and Estella leaned back, thankful she wasn't losing her mind.

"Redding California" the blonde girls eyes widened. Rarely did they get the California sunshine type around the area. That was almost a nine hour drive too.

"So what's got you all the way out here?" the blonde asked as she grabbed the girls glass of orange juice and set it down.

"It would help if I knew where here was?" Estella told her and the blonde chuckled as it made sense how the girl had ended up in their small town.

"Well you're in the goon docks of Astoria Oregon of course" Estella furrowed her eyebrows as she recognized the name. Why did she recognize that name?

"Isn't this the small town that found that pirate treasure or something a few years back?" Estella finally questioned as the blonde grabbed her plate of quickly made food and set it in front of her.

"You're right, that story made our little town famous" she told her and Estella nodded as she thought of such a tale. She only remembered it because of how interesting and exciting it was when news broke out about the lost treasure. That wasn't the kind of thing that happened every day. 

"Do you know the full story?" Estella asked and the blonde turned to the two boys sitting at the bar, sharing a look that Estella didn't quite understand. 

"Yeah, back in 85 some kids called the Goonies found a map to One Eyed Willie's ship right off the coast through some hidden tunnels. The treasure they found saved half the town from being turned into a golf course. Put our little town on the map" Estella found a sense of comfort in the story and smiled.

"That's quite a story. No wonder your little town has a charm to it" and the blonde smiled at the unusual response from the girl which caused her to hold her hand out.

"I'm Stef, it's nice to meet you" she said and Estella quickly smiled and wiped her hands off with her napkin before placing it in hers.

"I'm Estella, it's nice to meet you too" the girls smiled at each other as they shook hands. Before either girl could speak they were cut off by a bellowing voice from a woman.

"Stef, who said you could take a break?" the two girls turned to face the plump woman as she descended the spiral staircase in the corner.

"Oh Ginny, there is no one here" Stef talked back as if she was still a child. The woman named Ginny found her way behind the counter wearing a uniform identical to Stef's.

"Oh really?" she said as she gestured to the two boys, Estella, and the gentleman just getting up to leave.

"Okay but none of them needed assistance at the moment" Ginny rolled her eyes and started to work amongst the counter.

"Clarke and Lawerence I swear you've been here all day. Time to get out, you finished eating an hour ago" she scolded the two boys across the counter from Estella.

"Aww Ginny we got nothing better to do than be here with you" the skinnier one said and she rolled her eyes at him.

"Yeah and I still want a milkshake" the other said and Ginny sighed.

"I swear you two come in here and cause trouble everyday, could I get a strawberry milkshake?" Ginny yelled to the back kitchen as Stef turned back to Estella.

"So you planning on staying and visiting for a bit?" she asked and Estella thought for a moment.

"Well I wasn't really planning on going anywhere so why not? I just needed someplace to get away" Estella answered and Stef smiled, excited at the idea of  anew face around here. 

"Don't we all" Ginny piped up as she handed the milkshake to Lawerence and the girls laughed.

"Thanks Aunt Ginn" he replied as he immediately started sucking it down.

"Your welcome" she said just as the two boys began to stand.

"We're heading out but before we leave, I'm Mouth and this is Chunk, only the older folks round here call us by our real names" Clarke held a hand out to Estella and she smiled and accepted his handshake.

"I'm not old young man" Ginny scolded as she pointed at him and he laughed, the pair starting to walk away. 

"Alright we best be going, see ya later babe" Mouth said as he leaned over and gave Stef a small kiss. Estella was a bit surprised but brushed it off quickly. As he pulled away he gave a small pat to Estella's shoulder and Chunk gave her a wave as they both exited the diner.

"If you plan on staying I might have to be careful. A pretty girl like you could send him running away" Stef said once they were gone and Estella went to respond and assure her of no trouble before Ginny spoke up.

"Oh please you've had that boy wrapped around your finger since you found that damn pirate treasure" and Stef looked to see the immediate shock that painted the new girls features. Estella looked at Stef and she gave a small chuckle.

"Surprise" she said and the two girls fell into joined laughter.

"That's so cool. So you found the treasure?" Estella asked and Stef shrugged and looked at Ginny.

"Not really, I was just along for the journey. There was one boy we wouldn't of done it without" she told her and Estella tilted her head, confused at the modesty that came from telling a story like that. 

"Who was the boy?" Estella asked even though she couldn't possibly know who he was. 

"Mikey Walsh"

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[harveybwabbit92]

R/n, having a moment with Belial: Y'know your voice is kind of nice when your mouth isn't screwing it up.

Belial: Yeah? well... Your looks are kind of pretty. When your face isn't screwing it up.

[bardoftheshire]

Working on two fics at the same time, but the POV's are different, so I'll go from using 1st perspective reader POV, to 3rd perspective POV it's so difficult I'm going to go horrible things D:

These are also in no means just 1,000-2,000 word fics, they're long mf's but I've gotten so much done within a week, so maybe both if not just one will come out sometime next week.

[strabereii]

Welcome to my page! Boundaries and such are below!

DNI: Anti-furs, MDNI blogs/Nsfw/18+blogs, Zoophiles, Homophobes, Transphobes, Maps/pedos, etc etc. Generally don't be a creep or rude.

Interact!: People who share my interest fandoms, Furries, Trans people, queer people, This page is a safe space anyone is allowed here <3

My boundaries (proper boundaries will be added later): Please no serious flirting, No cruel jokes. I would love to have mutuals with my interests!

About me ! : I'm Ghost, Raymon, Ramen, Ray or toby and of those anyone can call me, I use any pronouns but I primarily use Ze/Zir/She. I'm a minor!, I have an amazing boyfriend<3

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Main fandoms I will write for are :

MPHFPC

Harry potter

The goonies

Scream [1996] / [1997]. [I don't remember/have to watch the rest of them]

Halloween

Trick 'r treat

Goosebumps

R.l Stine

Shameless

I.T

Wendell and wild

My babysitters a vampire

Creepypasta

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Boundaries for my writing.

I will do F!, M!, NB/GN!, Ftm!, Mtf! Readers by request.

Fluff, angst, Romantic, Platonic, Siblings, Poly relationships etc are accepted

Not allowed are: Incest, Nsfw, P3d0philia, SA.

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I will probably start writing again soon ! <3

Thanks for stopping by !! <3

[hotnbloodied]

Hi there could I request a yandere rich boy x gn reader can it also be a smut if you are comfortable.

Fun fact, this will be the first time I've written smut for this blog. I'm not too skilled at it I'll admit so I hope that what I wrote will be good enough for you my dear~

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Yan!Rich Boy X Reader (!!SMUT!!)

!Warning! This post contains yandere themes and topics that may be uncomfortable to people who are sensitive to the topic, read at your own discretion.

CW: not proof read, yous/yours used, gn reader, there is SEX, sloppy lewd writing, alcohol, drunk sex, yandere is pretty tame since there is smut. (LMK if I'm missing anything.)

!!READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!! MINORS DNI!!

You were a business major at a prestigious college, you worked your butt off trying to get as many grants as possible. Even then, you still needed to seek out loans to help you in your class payments. Luckily you knew that if you wanted to take this path you needed to sacrifice a lot to the grind. A loud laughter broke you out of your thoughts, who the fuck is making so much noise in the library? You look over and see him, the ringleader surrounded by all his goonies, making you grimace. Derek, one of the top nepo babies at the college; his parents being owners of big trading companies. Rumors say that last week he couldn’t decide on either to get a Ferrari or a Lamborghini so he got both.

Laughter rang through the library again, why were they doing this here? There are literal private rooms they could rent if they really wanted a hang out place. Since you were a commuting student you didn’t have a place like a dorm to study in between classes that’s why you had to use the library. You couldn’t sit back and not say anything anymore so you walked up to the small group. “Hey, I’m sorry to be asking this,” why should you be the one that’s sorry you thought, but whatever, “I’m just trying to study and you guys are being just a little loud.” You look at each of their faces finally landing on Derek last looking at him in the eyes. His eyes widen and a cheeky smile spreads on his features again, “sure, if I can have your number.” You laugh slightly because you thought he was joking but he doesn’t laugh along with you so you gulp and take out your phone. After the exchange he leads his friends out of the library with him.

The next day after your classes you were in the library studying again. You noticed that someone sat down beside you and came face to face with Derek. “Hi,” he says with a smirk, “what are you doing?” You looked at him, confused, “I’m studying.” “Is it fun?” You scoff, “no, I wouldn’t say it’s much fun. But I can’t let my GPA drop so I gotta do it.” Your stomach growls, loud enough to be heard making you blush. Derek laughs at you, “come on, a bookworm still needs to eat right?” You were confused but packed up your things and followed him out to the parking lot where he pressed his keys and the lights to a Bentley lit up. What about the Ferrari or Lamborghini you heard about? Like reading your mind he said, “I like Bentley for everyday use.” He opened the passenger door for you as you sheepishly went in. The drive was surprisingly pleasant, the weather was cool and he had the windows down with the radio playing the popular songs, singing along to them making you laugh and sing along too. Your anxiety was raised again when you two arrived at what seems to be a restaurant with valet parking.

“Why are we here?” You ask while nipping at your fingers. He looked at you confused, “for dinner of course.” “I, uh, can’t afford something like this,” you said with a blush. His confusion turns into a chuckle, “dude what? My treat of course, come on.” He led you in and the host brought you two to a private room. You glance at the menu but don’t see any of the price tags, only stuff like aged wagyu. He looks at how you squirm and smiles, your range of emotions have entertained him since yesterday when you first looked at him. You were so different from him, constantly on the move, taking everything so seriously. What did it look like when you came undone? He was determined to find out.

He orders for the both of you and makes small talk to learn more about you, each word captivates him and makes him realize how oddly charismatic you were. (He’s already in delulu land) Each back and forth feels so genuine and like a breath of fresh air to him and the best part is that you would look at him when talking to him. When the food arrives you light up after each bite, never did your broke ass think you’d even taste food like this. And don’t forget the wine, you might have gone a little too far with it. He helped you back to his car and started driving, you had the window down and your head stuck slightly out and in the zone to notice that you never asked him where he was going.

He was bringing you to his place, leading you inside to his room, you crawled into his bed giggling. He gets in bed and hovers over your intoxicated form. “Hey, this isn’t my bed,” you slur slightly. “You’re cute,” he says. You giggle some more and boop his nose with your finger. He leans in and kisses you, you sigh as you wrap your arms around him and return the kiss. His hands start to roam and grope your body, with the help of the alcohol your skin feels extra sensitive making you whimper. “You like that?” He asks as he breaks the kiss to have a taste of your neck, licking and sucking with sloppy wet sounds echoing through the room making you moan out his name. “We’re just getting started darling.” He reaches down to your entrance, “look at you, you’re so excited to take me.” He slowly works one finger, then two into your entrance, the slow rhythm gets you worked up and you beg for more. Derek sighs dreamily, this is different when other people ask him for things. He wants to give you the world if you let him. He slips his fingers out of you and you whine more. “Don’t worry, you’ll be filled soon,” he slides his pants down and his girth springs up making your mouth water. You’re grinding against his shaft and it sends a shiver down his spine. He holds your hips in place so he can line himself up to your opening and slowly pushes in. You gasp as he enters, you feel so full and he did everything not to just ram it into you. You both fell into a rhythm, the sounds of skin slapping, whimpers and moans resounded through the room. You returned the favor and sucked on his neck and teased his nipples which got him worked up and he took your legs and pounded you in a mating press, the amount of pressure was dizzying and you found yourself being drowned in pleasure about to release. Your toes curl as you orgasm and he follows sooner after. You pass out and he looks at your sleeping form with his fluids leaking out of you. As much as he wants to keep you marked he gets a towel and wipes you and himself down before snuggling next to you.

Has he known peace like this before? His eyelids grew heavy as he listened to your steady breathing beside him. He was already convinced that you were the one meant for him, his one and only. He’ll take care of you from now on and he’ll do everything you ask of him. Derek didn’t even consider the fact that you might say no, because in his head he was going to make you his and it was your choice of either heaven or hell.

[jadegrey711]

Wally Clark x Reader Drabble

Just a quick little drabble about Wally and reader trying out some thigh riding. Really more banter than smut, but enjoy!

*NOT MY GIF*

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

"I really don't understand why you wore shorts on top of the grey sweatpants?" you teased as you sat in Wally's lap. "I mean you died after the movie Rocky came out and he was just rocking the grey sweatpants."

"It was the style!" Wally groaned.

"This is why the 90s were WAY better than the 80s."

"Excuse me?" Wally gasped. "The Goonies? Stand by Me? E. freaking T! Not to mention Dirty Dancing, which I know you love. So don't even try." He acused pointing a finger at you. "As well as MTV. The 80s were the shit."

"The 80s had great movies no doubt but fashion please! The 80s will forever be the spandex era, and you my wonderful Wally, are a victim of that." You said making your point, and trying to get up from Wally's lap.

"You think I'm a fashion victim?" Wally gaped, and pulled you back down to where you were stradling his thigh, the heat of his strong thighs radiating through the grey sweatpants he always wore. "Please I might have been dead but I watched everyone go through the 2010s, all that galaxy print still makes me shudder." He made an exasperated shivering motion which made you laugh as he wrapped his arms back around your torso.

"I never said that the 2010s fashion wasn't shit either. I think that galaxy print and spandex go hand in hand with the fashion victim department."

"Oh you're going to pay for that comment, baby. I ain't nobody's fashion victim." The grip on your waist tightened just a fraction.

"Oh yeah? And whatcha gonna do...Wallace?" You sassed staring those dark brown eyes down. And watched as they flicked down to your precarious position, straddling his thigh.

"Hmmm. Let's see what this will do." He said as he grabbed the hem of your jeans, and brought you forward on his thigh. You let out a small gasp, as the seam of your jeans hit just right on your clit as he brought you up his thigh.

"Wally!" You gasped.

"Did it feel good baby?"

"That's not the point." You said softly still trying to sound stern. "People will hear us." Wally leaned in close for a kiss.

"I promise I'll keep you quiet." He smirked, then pulled you back down his leg and back up again. You let out a reluctant moan and Wally was quick to cover your mouth with his, hushing your moans.

"Wally." You tried again, but he was having fun now and there's no stopping Wally not until he's made you cream your pants.

"You're so sensitive baby. We're going to have to do this more in the future." He growled, as he brought you back down and up again. "Do you think I could make you cum like this? It's going to be fun trying." He chuckled, kissing you again and deepening it this time, his tongue invading your mouth, eating the small moans he pulled from you.

"Maybe next time, I'll do this when you've only got your panties on, see how fast this fashion victim can make you cum, huh?"

You couldn't help the giggle that escaped, you and the heat that the thought of you two doing this again brought to your core.

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Could you an enemies to lovers Rafe Cameron x chubby/ curvy middle class Reader. She’s friends with the pogues and spends most of her time with them which leads to encounters with Rafe and his goonies. Rafe has always been in love with her but doesn’t show it instead he just teases/makes fun of her every time he sees her which always leads to bickering. She finally has enough when he scares off a guy who was hitting on her. She tells him that she just wanted to feel beautiful, not fat and good enough which he took away that possibility because of him scaring the guy off. She confront him his behavior towards her (thinking he is making fun of her by flirting with her)which leads to a love confession and a ton of smut with praise and breeding kink

I love this sm! So sorry this took a little to finish, hope you like it!!

What was that for?

Warnings- p in v, drinking, car sex, porn with plot

Rafe Cameron. The kook prince, the man who was secretly, deeply infatuated with you.

He found you interesting. You weren’t scared to stand up to him, and that was rare with some pogues.

You hated him. He was attractive, he was extremely fucking hot. But he was the most annoying person you’ve ever met. Him and his little minions.

It was a life long fight between the two of you.

“Shit, well look who it is!” A familiar voice said. You rolled your eyes, putting on a fake smile and coming towards their table.

You had just gotten a new job at some fancy restaurant in figure 8. It paid well, so you tried your best to keep it.

“Since when did you start working here?” Rafe asked you, as you poured some water for him.

And you hated to even think it, but with his legs spread and his arms crossed in that chair, he looked too good.

“Last week.”

“Didn’t know they hired pogues.” One of his friends said with a laugh. Rafe smiled, his eyes fixed on you.

You clenched your jaw, forcing another small smile.

“What can I get for you guys?” You asked them, putting on your friendly- waitress voice, and keeping your fake smile.

——-

Now, you sat down with your friends at the boneyard, a drink in your hand and a smile on your face. All of you talked for a while, about anything and everything.

Boneyard parties truly were amazing. Everyone came together, no matter what side of the island you’re from.

“C’mon, you needa pick up a guy.” JJ told you, he had been trying to set you up with this one guy the entire time.

You groaned, taking a sip of the cheap beer in your hands.

“It doesn’t even need to be him! I’m tired of seeing my best friend sulk around alone. And he told me that he thinks you’re hot!”

“I’m not alone. I got you guys. And while I-“

“You’re the only single one in the group.” He pointed out, nodding to Cleo and Pope, as well as Sarah and John B.

“C’mon. Give him a chance, please…?” Jj begged.

You sighed, scarfing down the rest of the beer and throwing it.

“Where is he?”

“That’s my girl!” He shouted, a smile on his face as he looked around, coming over to one of his friends.

“Hey, Josh, I thought I would introduce you to one of my friends. This is y/n.” He pointed to you.

“Y/n, this is Josh.” He pointed to the boy, who had a shy smile on his face as he held out his hand for you to shake.

“Hi.” He said quietly.

“Hi.” You said with a small smile.

“All righttt… you two get comfy, now.” Jj spoke, pointing finger guns at the both of you.

“See you, J.” Josh said.

You just waved goodbye, and turned back to Josh.

“Uhm… you’re..” he cleared his throat. “You’re beautiful.”

You smiled, your cheeks warming up.

“You’re not so bad yourself.”

He chuckled, and the two of you talked. You learned more about him,

He was sweet, you thought to yourself. He complimented you and didn’t talk about himself too much.

“Hey, so.. this might be a little soon, but I was wondering if I could get your number?” He asked you, his eyes hopeful.

“Yeah. Yeah. Of cour-“ you began to pull out your phone when a hand on your shoulder made you jump, you furrowed your eyebrows and turned around.

“Hey, I feel like I’ve seen you before.” Rafe spoke, looking at Josh, his gaze sharp.

“Uhm… I- I mean you- you probab-“

“I- I- you.” He mocked, cutting the boy off. “Oh, wait. You’re that one dude.” He clicked his tongue.

“You uh… you’re the dude who got beat up by Kelce in high school. That’s why you look so familiar.” He nodded.

“Yeah. You told your mommy on him. Nice to see you again, man.” He said, a wicked grin spreading across Rafes face.

Josh’s face was suddenly drained of all color.

“Feel like you had a nickname.. it was something like dirt licker? Cause…” he chuckled.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” You exclaimed, and shrugged Rafe’s hand off of you.

“I’ll… I’ll see you later.” Josh murmured, ignoring Rafe and looking at you before walking away.

You stayed looking at Rafe now.

“What the hell was that for?!” You shouted, shoving him. You were thankful no one could hear, since you both were far away from the crowd.

He held his hands up in defense. “Chill out, sweetheart. I’m saving you. That dudes a pussy-“

“Why do you care? Why can’t you just fucking leave me alone?! One good thing happens and you ruin it all!”

He seemed genuinely confused at your words.

“You make me feel like shit, every. single. day. And some guy finally notices me, he finally fuckin’ makes me feel good about myself, I just wanted to feel pretty and not fat for once, and you ruined it!”

You both were close now, your face so close to his that he could feel your breath.

“I love you.” He blurted out. You looked at him, stepping back, confused.

“What?”

“I thought I made it obvious.”

“Wha- Rafe, you fucking call me names every day, you come to my job literally just to make fun of me! You and your friends are complete assholes to me! Then you go ahead and flirt with me as a joke, which really fucking hurt, in case you didn’t know!”

“I wasn’t jokingly flirting with you. I just…”

You waited for his response, thinking it was gonna be more bullshit.

“I do like you. I have since like.. 11th grade. Why do you think I only give you so much shit?”

You looked at him, even more confused.

“You don’t mean that.”

“Let me show you.”

His lips were on yours in an instant, his hands making their way down your body, landing on your waist.

You were shocked, taken aback. But you quickly kissed him back, moaning into the kiss when he slid his tongue into your mouth.

“Back to my car?” He asked you, his voice a whisper as he pulled apart from the kiss.

You nodded quickly, the two of you walking to the car. He opened the back door for you, then jumped in as well.

You practically were jumping on him the second those doors shut. Your body flush against his in the backseats.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this.” He said with a chuckle when your hands flew to his belt.

“I probably can.” You mumbled, pulling his pants down to his legs, he kicked them off. You straddled his lap now, a new confidence buzzing in you, mostly because of the alcohol in your system. He took his shirt off and threw it somewhere.

Your lips on his had him drunk off of you immediately, one hand cupped your face and the other went to your thigh, and then between your legs.

He pulled your panties to the side, dragging his finger down and collecting your wetness on it. You let out a moan at the contact.

He pulled away from the kiss, and before you could protest, he brought his finger to his mouth, looking at you with those hooded eyes.

That was probably the hottest thing you’ve ever seen in your life.

His fingers then started to moved in and out of your pussy, you clenching on his fingers was enough to make his pants tighten even more. He finally pulled them out, licking them clean.

Your eyes widened and he smirked, liking your reaction. He flipped you both over, you now laying on the seats and him hovering over your body. Pulling his hard cock out, you stared at it in disbelief.

How the hell would that even fit inside?

The tip was red and angry, leaking pre cum. He noticed your expression and chuckled, making you look back at him.

“I’ll make it fit.” He murmured, his hand bunching your dress up. He put his cock over your panties that he could see through because of the wetness seaping through. He rubbed his cock over your panties, moving it up and down.

“Please-“ you whined, desperate for any sort of contact at this point.

“Use your words.”

“Please, just fuck me!” You blurted out. He smiled at that.

“That’s all you had to say.”

His hands pulled the fabric to the side, he lined the tip up with your entrance.

You let out a cry as he slowly entered your gummy walls, you grabbed onto his back, pulling his body directly to yours.

He groaned as he moved even deeper from your movements. You buried your face in his shoulder, tears filling your eyes at the sharp pain you felt.

“You’re fine, you’re fine.” He murmured when your nails raked down his back. “Relax f’ me. God- too fuckin’ tight.” He groaned out.

Soon, the pain was overtaken by pleasure. He moved slow, watching your face for any sort of pain.

“You okay, baby?” He asked you, you let out a moan and nodded.

His pace quickened at your nod, one of his hands on the window.

“Shit.” He grunted out, as you moaned. He fought the urge to cum right then and there when he saw your fucked out face. His grunts and groans only made you closer to the edge.

“Rafe!” You cried out, he could tell you were close by the way you gripped him like a vice.

“C’mon, cum for me.” He told you, his free hand slithering its down and rubbing your clit in a circular motion.

That was enough to make you scream, coating his cock.

“Good fuckin’ girl.” His pace never stopped.

“Shit, where should I-“ he started, feeling his orgasm coming on.

“Inside.” He couldn’t even finish his sentence before you spoke. He groaned at simply the thought of you carrying around his child, and came inside of you, both of you panting as he slowly pulled out.

—-

“Whose car is that?” Jj asked, stumbling around drunkenly with the rest of the group. They all looked at the car with the fogged up windows, it rocking back and forth, and shrugged.

“Don’t know but looks like someone’s getting it on tonight.” Kiara said with a laugh and a shrug.

“It’s my brothers.” Sarah said with a grimace. They all turned to her now.

“Gross.”

“Hey- where’s y/n?” Pope asked suddenly, realizing her missing presence.

Jj shrugged. “Last I saw she was with Josh.”

“You think they went home together?”

“Probably.”

[katherines-imagines]

Her Pretty Girl

pairings: hazel callahan x reader

warnings: insults, stupid Jeff, bad writing

summary: Hazel’s girlfriend calls her Pretty Girl every time.

It was the day after the game, and the fight club planned a celebratory meeting for saving the day. As the girls filed in, Hazel and her girlfriend walked in hand and hand. As everyone got seated, Josie spoke up.

“Well, that was some pretty fucked up shit.” The girls nodded at the statement. They had killed, after headcount, all of the football players. Collectively, they had decided to never mention that part.

“Fuck yeah, we slayed those players,” Sylvie yelled aggressively. The girls laughed and nodded, high-fiving each other.

“Yo where’s the snacks,” PJ asked confused. A gasp came from Hazel’s side, their heads turned towards the sounds.

“I am so sorry, I left it in my last class,” Y/N apologized. “I’ll go grab it.” She stood up, hand leaving Hazels.

“Do you want me to go,” Hazel asked sweetly. Shaking her head, Y/N smiled in appreciation.

“Thank you, but I’ve got it pretty girl, love ya” Y/N said, leaving a small kiss on her cheek before leaving the gym. As Hazel’s eyes followed Y/N’s leaving figure, she heard a snicker come from PJ.

“Gosh, what kind of nickname was that,” PJ asked rudely. Holding back an eye roll, Hazel turned to PJ before answering.

“The nickname a lover gives. I know you wouldn’t know, so I’m glad I could clear it up for you,” Hazel said with a smirk. The girls laughed as PJ blushed in embarrassment. If Hazel was being honest with herself, she was still upset with PJ. Yes, she had said she forgiven her, but she had just wanted to get it over with. Originally, Hazel had felt guilty, but Y/N had told her that she had no reason to be, going on about how PJ was a ‘stupid bitch’.

“No, but really,” PJ interrupted Hazel’s thoughts. “Why in the hell does she call you that?” All the girls turned to Hazel, ready for the story. Hazel opened her mouth to speak before she paused. When had Y/N start calling her pretty girl? Blinking, Hazel thought about when it had started.

“Well,” Hazel started. “For as long as I can remember knowing her, she’s always called me pretty girl.” They had gotten together during summer, their first ‘official date’ had been the festival, the day before school. “She always called me hun, like she does to everyone she cares.” The girls nodded in agreement. Everyone who was everyone knew that when talking with people she cared about, she always called them by their name, and hun. “Sometimes she called me sweets,” Hazel added. Huh, Y/N really did call her by lots of pet names.

“But we wanna know why she calls you pretty girl,” Annie said impatiently.

“Yeah, come on,” Isabel agreed, holding Josie’s hand. Hazel rolled her eyes playfully at the impatience from the group.

“Seriously, I don’t remember-” Hazel stopped mid sentence.

“What,” Brittany asked. Hazel did remember.

“It was the beginning of freshman year..”

It was a normal day. As usual, Jeff was being a dick and pushing Hazel around. Hazel kept her head down, if she kept her mouth shut, the bullying would be over faster. Everyone usually ignored Jeff’s bullying, hoping to stay out of his trail of fear. Not Y/N though.

“Your so ugly,” Jeff said with cruelty. Hazel winced subtly. That definitely did not help with her self esteem.

“You shut your mouth,” a voice said, stepping in front of Hazel. The person put themself in between her and Jeff. It was her darling Y/N. Well, not her Y/N, at least not at the time, but Hazel still liked her. “She is the prettiest, gorgeous, most stunning girl in school, hell, in the whole freaking world!” From what Hazel could see from behind, she could hear and see her fuming.

“Ugh,” Jeff whined. “No fun, this is too much work.” Jeff snapped for his goonies to follow him out, not wanting to do extra work. As he left, Y/N turned to Hazel with concern.

“Hey, are you ok,” she asked softly. No one had every spoken so kindly to Hazel, and it didn’t help the fact that she was gorgeous.

“I-I’m ok,” Hazel stuttered back, avoiding eye contact. Suddenly two hands grabbed her face and brought it near Y/N’s face. Too close. Hazel couldn’t help the blush coming onto her face.

“He is wrong, Haze. You are not ugly,” Y/N said firmly. Haze laughed sarcastically, looking away from Y/N.

“It’s ok, I know I’m not the prettiest,” Hazel tried to play off, but Y/N would not hear anymore of that. Y/N held Hazel’s face firmer, forcing Hazel to look at her.

“Listen here, Hazel Callahan. You are the most stunning, gorgeous, most dazzling girl I’ve ever met. You, are a very pretty girl.” Y/N was fully prepared to continue to rant, but she noticed tears in Hazel’s eyes. “Haze,” she said softly, wiping away her tears. “I will tell you every day, of what a pretty girl you are until you believe me. And I’ll continue to tell you, even after that.” Hazel couldn’t stop a few tears slip past her eyes.

“Do you really mean that,” Hazel asked softly. Nodding, Y/N pulled the crying girl into a hug.

“Of course, pretty girl.” That was the day Hazel realized that she loved Y/N. She wanted to be girlfriends.

“And since then, she’s been calling me pretty girl,” Hazel said, wiping her eyes. Some tears had slipped while recalling the beautiful moment. She had never taken Jeff’s words to heart, but hearing Y/N fighting for her to know she was pretty? It meant the world to her. A loud sob broke the silence causing Hazel to snap out of her thoughts. The group was crying, moved by her darling Y/N.

“That was too fucking cute,” Sylvie cried. Hazel nodded, a loving smile on her face.

“I’m not gay, but I would date her if she was single,” Brittany added. The gym doors opened to show the center of attention herself, Y/N.

“Hey, I brought all the snacks,” Y/N said, motioning to the wagon full of snacks she was wheeling. The girls gave a collective ‘awe’, leaving a confused look on the girl’s face. Hazel walked towards Y/N to help bring the snacks. “Thank you, pretty girl,” Y/N smiled sweetly. The girls screamed at the reference, leaving a confused look on Y/N’s face. Hazel couldn’t help it, she grabbed her girlfriend and kissed her, getting kissed back with vigor. When Hazel pulled back, Y/N gave a dazed look of love. “What was that for, pretty girl?”

“Nothing, just wanted to kiss you,” Hazel said nonchalantly. Blushing, Y/N looked away and started unpacking the snacks. As Hazel stared at her girlfriend while PJ walked up to her.

“You’re really whipped, huh,” PJ elbowed Hazel knowingly. Hazel hummed in agreement. She was head over heals for Y/N. “You’re her pretty girl, aren’t ya?”

Yes. Hazel was her pretty girl.

A/N: I actually liked this one a lot. Hope you all liked this one! If you have any requests, please send them :)

[witchygagirlwrites]

Broken Bonds-Part 30

Greg "Mouse" Gerwitz x Reader, Jay Halstead x Hailey Upton, Coparenting Jay Halstead x Reader

With a ticking clock there are no rules when it comes to Jay and Mouse finding you and Hailey

Warnings: TORTURE, MENTION OF RAPE (NO RAPE) LOTS OF VIOLENCE

The sound of Mouse’s cell phone ringing was nearly too loud in the marshal office. The guy Gwen had just dragged in was yelling from the holding but somehow the simple ring of his phone seemed louder. He glanced at the screen and the moment he saw Jay’s name he felt his world screech to a stop. He glanced at the time, ten forty five. The meeting was over. If Jay was calling…

“Jay” he answered and heard the other man take a ragged breath “Greg…” no no no, if Jay was calling and if Jay was using his real name? “Please tell me she’s not dead Jay. Please” he begged and Jay breathed “Greg….they took our girls”  “Who took our girls?” he asked, eyes meeting Xavier’s across the floor as he grabbed his gear and headed for the stairs. He heard his team one by one falling in step behind him before he ever hung up with Jay.

He looked over his shoulder at them all. “I don’t have clearance to go, you could be risking your jobs” Gwen shrugged “This is Kidd we’re talking about. Let’s fucking go”

“You fall in line and there aren’t any rules” he told them before heading down the stairs not looking to see if they followed. He had to get to the twenty first. The more time passed, the harder it would be to get a lead. Not finding them was not an option.

The drive across town, hell he wasn’t sure if any light he rolled through was red or green. You were in danger. Some assholes decided they were gonna put their hands on you, hurt you, take you. He wasn’t here the last time you needed him, he was now dammit and nothing would keep him from finding you.

The moment Mouse parked his truck in front of the precinct he grabbed his gear out of the seat and stormed up the steps. Sure enough his entire team had followed him. The moment he stepped in the door Trudy looked up at him from her place behind the front desk, he could see tears in her eyes “Mouse, you and Jay bring them home” he nodded, knowing she needed him to sound certain  “We will” she hit the button to pop the gate leading up to intelligence and he didn’t waste any time, taking the stairs two at a time.

The moment he hit the top of the stairs every set of eyes turned towards him. It seemed like Jay and Voight were mid conversation but he could’ve given a damn less “Tell me we have any damn thing we can track Jay. Give me something”  Voight looked at him “Mouse, you can’t be here” he cut his eyes at Voight “Me and Jay honestly don’t need the unit or my team. More hands and eyes just come in handy. Are you gonna help us get them back or stand in the damn way? I’ve got five marshals here to help your unit, take the help and get your detectives back or we’ll do it ourselves”

Voight raised an eyebrow then nodded “I’ll get it cleared for your team to be here. You and Jay run point” Mouse nodded then looked back at Jay who told him  “Kev’s running the plates. We got Phillip Jones in custody, best we can tell his brother Eric and his goonies grabbed them. We’re thinking they’re gonna contact for a trade” Mouse nodded and looked back at Gwen “Take the back stairs, tell Kevin you’re part of my team. Take over running these assholes down. Let’s find them before they ever have a chance to try to make a trade. Send Kevin up”

Gwen disappeared through the door Mouse pointed her in the direction of and Jay bumped his shoulder and leaned in “How solid is your team?” he nodded “Solid” “Like we can take Phillip down to the cage?” Jay asked and he nodded “Yeah, they’re that solid”

Jay looked back at Voight who nodded once “Do what you gotta do, I got the rest” that was pretty much clearance to do anything and everything. Him and Mouse had done some shit and that was for men in their unit but this? This was for the women they loved. This was for Addy. This was for everything that mattered, nothing was off limits.

Kevin walked back through the door about that time and Mouse cut his eyes at Jay before saying “Kev, go to fifty one and pick up Stella and Kelly. She needs to know” Jay nodded then breathed “After that I need to ask something of you that you aren’t gonna want to do” “What’s that?” Kevin asked and Jay shrugged one shoulder “Sit out of this? I need Addy safe and who better than her mom’s best friend. I need you to stay with her and Stella until we bring the girls home”

Kevin looked from one of them to the other “I can’t do nothing” Jay shook his head “Protecting Addy is everything” he nodded slowly “Promise me that you two aren’t stopping at nothing” Mouse nodded “You know us Kev. They’re coming home”

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“What do you mean she’s been kidnapped?” Stella’s voice shook as she looked from Jay to Mouse. Kelly moved to put his hands on her shoulders and she shrugged him off. “Where the fuck is my little sister?” Jay swallowed hard “We’ll get her back Stel” 

Stella’s head whipped towards him “How the fuck did you lose her? How does a decorated army ranger, decorated detective manage to lose two fucking women on a damn undercover?” “There’s a lot of moving parts to things” Mouse tried and Stella scoffed “You’re defending him?”

Kelly pulled her back against his chest “Baby, you’re upset. You’re saying stuff you don’t mean” her hands shook and tears were shining in her eyes when she said “Just please get her back Jay. She’s my little sister. Don’t make me bury her and you know she loves Hailey too. Get em back, they both believe in you” then she looked at Mouse “My little sister loves you, get her back”

She took a deep breath, visibly resigning herself to the fact that this was reality not some horrible dream then said “I’ll take vacation time and keep Addy home until you get them back. Don’t worry about her. Just concentrate on my sister and Hailey, ok?” Both men nodded so she turned to Kelly and Kevin “Let’s go”

They watched her walk out and Jay took a deep breath “Thank you” “For what?” Mouse asked and Jay shrugged “For defending me even if I don’t deserve it, I was right there man…a few steps too slow…” Mouse shook his head “Don’t fucking go there Jay. I need your head on straight. Don’t think about what you could’ve done. Think about what you’re gonna do when you get those son of a bitches that have them in front of us”

Pain wasn’t a stranger to you. Hell in your life of work, you’d been shot, stabbed and in a couple car wrecks. That was all since joining intelligence. You could handle pain, it was the burning that made consciousness rush back into you with a scream being ripped from your lips.

“Looks like this one is awake, what about blondie?” you fought against the pounding behind your eyes to force them open. Blondie...Hailey? Memories of what happened flooded back to you. You’d run right into it, worse than that was Hailey had followed you step for step. You’d never seen those damn guys or those fucking shock sticks.

The last thing you could remember was Eric Jones telling someone to “Shoot that damn guy” was Jay ok? Where was Hailey? Hell where were you? The moment you managed to get your eyes open you were face to face with a man that was taller than Kevin and twice as broad “Damn, what did your mama feed you?” you blurted out and he chuckled “Oh I like her, she wakes up feisty”

You shrugged, looking around the room and cutting your eyes up to see you were chained by your arms to a pulley system that was attached to the roof. Explained why you couldn’t currently feel them, also why your feet were barely touching the floor. “Unchain me and I’ll show you just how feisty I am asshole” he grinned “Oh she’s gonna be fun. Is blondie awake yet?”

About the time he said it you heard Hailey’s voice and it sounded like she was waking up in the same mood as you. You glared at the mountain of a man in front of you “Sounds like it” he chuckled “See, my boss is wanting his brother back. He’s gonna use you two to do so. The thing is that doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun in the meantime”

You felt your stomach churn at his words and it must have shown on your face because he shook his head “Oh no dear, we’re not animals. We wouldn’t take that from you…we just want to break you down in a little teeny tiny heap so when CPD releases Phillip they get piles of their detectives back. That way they know the Jones brothers are indeed untouchable”

“How do you plan a trade if we’re dead?” you asked and he grinned “Who said you’ll be dead?” and backhanded you across the face hard enough if you hadn’t been hanging by your arms you probably would’ve flown across the room. The coppery taste of blood filled your mouth and you turned your head to spit it out onto the floor “Should I start here with you or go to Blondie first?” you were shaking from a mixture of pain, adrenaline and fear as you said “If you touch her just remember I will get down from here eventually and when I do I will break your fucking neck”

“Tsk tsk tsk Detective. You’re in no place to make threats” you spit out more blood, damn your teeth must have sliced the inside of your mouth “Not a threat, it’s a promise I will make good on”

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Hailey could hear you, she knew you were close. She couldn’t exactly call for you because you both didn’t know if these assholes knew your identities beyond being detectives for intelligence. When she heard you tell one of them that if they hurt her you’d break their fucking neck her eyes flew to the men in the room with her.

You had to stop fighting so hard. She could take it. She’d handled worse. You and her could make it through this. The unit would come, you just had to stay alive until then and you trying to take the focus off her wasn’t happening.The man in the room with her eyed her, your initial observation of “Damn what did your mama feed you?”  was pretty fucking accurate. Where the hell did the Jones brothers get these men?

“She your girlfriend or something?” he asked and she grinned “Or something” he nodded “You gonna let her take everything to keep it off of you?” she shook her head “Not on your life asshole” and he grinned “Always loved the fact that women are always stronger than men. They take twice as long to break” “Lucky us” she breathed, turning back towards the sound of your voice. She had no idea of knowing how much time had passed since you and her had been taken. How close the unit was to finding you two or what had happened to Jay.

Hank walked down the stairs with Xavier next to him, both men pushing Phillip in front of them. Mouse and Jay stood on either side of the cage. Hank shoved Phillip in then looked at Jay and held the keys out “You two got five minutes, make it count”

Xavier looked at Mouse “I got the exterior door. No one is coming in” then he walked off. The man had the nerve to smirk at Jay  “What’s wrong Jack did ya lose Veronica and Vivian?” Jay unlocked the cage and pushed the door open wide enough Mouse could walk in behind him. “I’m gonna ask you one time and one time only where would your brother take them?”

“Fuck you” Phillip told him and was met with a hard punch from Mouse. Jay nodded towards him “Did I mention one of the women your brother took was the woman he loves?” Phillip spit out a mouth full of blood, a tooth amongst it and shrugged “Let me go and you may see them again”

Jay cut his eyes at Mouse and held his hand out, Mouse laid his knife in it “Last chance. Give us a location” “Fuck you” Phillip repeated. “Suit yourself” Mouse told him and nodded to Jay who didn’t hesitate to slam the knife down into Phillip’s left hand, pinning it to the bench.  Phillip let out a blood curdling scream as Jay leaned down face to face with him “A location, now”

“I don’t- I don’t know” Phillip tried and Mouse grabbed the handle of the knife and twisted it “What was that? Talk up Phillip!” Phillip groaned “There’s three places! Three places! He’ll have them in one of those”

“Good boy. Luckily you’re right handed so here ya go” Jay handed him a sheet of paper and pen “Write quick and he’ll get the medic from his team down here to patch ya up before you pass out” 

He scribbled down the locations and Jay nodded then snatched Mouse’s knife out of his hand “Good talk Phillip” Mouse nodded “Very lucrative for us all” the two walked out and Xavier walked back in, eyeing the puddle growing under Phillip as Jay locked the cage “Guessing I should get Jonah?” Mouse nodded “Yeah, asshole doesn’t deserve to bleed out” then looked at Jay “We gotta get Gwen running these then we need teams hitting them all”

“What if he has more addresses?” Jay asked and Mouse shrugged “We hit every damn property he owns until we find them” Jay nodded “We gotta move fast and hit every damn place hard” Mouse nodded “We know how and we will. They fucked up laying a hand on her and Hailey”

Your ribs were aching, you were fairly certain you were losing circulation in your hands and your jawbone may very well be cracked or at the very least bruised deeply They’d given you one hell of a beating already. You heard the room next to yours open and knew they were going in on Hailey next “LEAVE HER ALONE DAMMIT! PLEASE, HURT ME NOT HER!” you screamed, groaning from the pain as tears slipped down your face.

You heard Hailey’s voice cut through the wall “STOP FIGHTING SO MUCH. I CAN TAKE IT” and flinched when the first blow landed on her. Tears streamed down your face as you listened to them beat her like they had you. 

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Hailey took the beating, grunting when they hit her and tears flowing again when she heard your sobs. This would be how they broke the two of you. She could take the hits, she couldn’t take hearing your pain and knew you couldn’t take hearing hers. They would use you against each other. The worst part was they didn’t even have any real use for the two of you beyond pawns to try to get Phillip released. This? This was just a bunch of sickos playing.

When they finally got tired and walked out of her room she sagged in her chains. “Hails?” you spoke lightly and she swallowed hard “I’m here babe” she could hear your voice shake “They’ll find us” “I know”

“Hit it fast and hard. Don’t give them time to alert anyone in case this isn’t the place with the girls. If it’s not we hand it over to patrol and move the hell on” Jay told the group and Voight cut his eyes at him “Unless there’s an issue. If so everyone go home and we got this because out of everyone I trust him to have my back and if goes both ways”

“Jay, we’re with you” Adam told him and Kim nodded. Gwen looked at Mouse “Let’s get Kidd and Upton back” the group surrounded the first location, waiting on Jay’s command. “Take it”

“CPD! US MARSHAL” The call sounded out and doors were kicked in. The guards inside didn’t have time to run. The group of men and women they had backing them were slamming them down left and right. They left them to cuff them while Jay and Mouse moved through the house, clearing it.

When it came up empty they moved back into the living room where Voight had gathered all the perps. “Who’s in charge” Mouse asked and no one replied so Voight kicked one of the men in the side and he grunted then pointed at one man “He is”

“Asshole” the man cursed as Mouse and Jay snatched him to his feet. “Kitchen?” Jay asked and Mouse nodded. Voight looked back at the team “Stay in here” then followed the two into the kitchen, hanging back. 

Mouse looked towards the stove “Oh look Jay, gas stove. Actual fire” Jay nodded and looked towards the man they were dragging between them “This asshole has a pyro streak. Picked it up in Kandahar Valley. The problem with electric stoves?” They dragged him over to the stove as Mouse turned one of the burners on high, the flames flickering up as he said “The burners man. It’s too clean. Actual flames. They fucking melt skin”

They both grabbed one of the man’s shoulders and held him down over the flames, just close enough the smell of burnt hair from his beard filled the air. Mouse leaned down close to his ear “Your boss Eric Jones?” The man nodded, eyes wide. “Does he have a place where he takes hostages?” 

“He’ll kill me man?” Mouse looked at Jay “Did you hear that? Jones will kill him” Jay nodded then shoved the man down just enough the flames burnt through his beard and he screamed in pain as his chin blistered then they pulled him up. Jay leaned in “Eric is not your biggest worry. You’re here so you didn’t actually have anything to do with. You can get by with a felony arrest. If you don’t tell us where your face is going down in this flame and I will fucking hold you in it until you stop kicking and swear we found you like that”

The man looked between them then nodded “It’s about an hour north..I…I can show you on on a map” Mouse slapped him on the shoulder “Attaboy!” then snatched him up by the burnt part of his beard “Let’s go”

You passed out at some point and when you came to you were being taken down from the roof and chained to a wall instead. You grunted from the pain in your side as they dropped you to the hard concrete floor. “What’s wrong killer, don’t tell me we already broke ya? I wanted you to keep some of that fight?” the man in front of you said. The way he looked at you made your skin crawl, then he reached to push your blood soaked hair back from your face “Not all of us have Dominic’s views on things. That fight may be fun, especially if we can rub that into CPD” you flinched away from his touch and glared at him “Go to hell” he grinned “Uh oh. There’s killer” and winked at you.

He walked out and a few minutes later Hailey’s limp body was dragged in and chained to a wall opposite you. You waited until the men who’d bought her in walked out then moved a little closer to her, straining your eyes to see if she was breathing. 

The slight rise and fall of her chest as a reassurance. If she was here, in the room with you that meant you could protect her. If this was all a play against CPD to get their attention to get Eric out, you would get their eyes on you the next time Dominic came in. After all, someone who loved you more than anything worked for the marshal service. Using you, hurting you could get the attention of both branches. They didn’t need to hurt her.

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You sat in the quiet, listening to her stir and knew she was fully awake. You’d made your decision and had come to peace with it. You just needed her to now. This was the only way for either of you to make it out of this. That slimy guy said “Not all of them” that meant more than one of them went against Dominic. How long could he keep it to Physical abuse?

You’d already endured more than you ever thought you could. These men had beat every inch of your body to the point of near breaking before they had stopped. How your heart was still beating and how you were still drawing breath was beyond you.

“Hailey” you barely whispered her name but knew she heard you because of the slight flinch “Yeah Y/N?” you turned towards her as far as you could, the pain in your side feeling like it was tearing with every movement “Hails promise me you’ll be there for Addy” her head rolled to the side to face you, one of her eyes was nearly swollen shut but the other bright blue and wide as she stared at you “Always but why wouldn’t you be?”

You swallowed hard “I have to think about her instead of myself. Jay needs you coming home. I can’t break his heart again. So if it comes to me or you, get the hell out of here and get home to him and my little girl. Be a mom to her please” she shook her head, tears falling “I won’t leave you. I can’t face her and know I left her mom. I can’t look Greg in the eye and know I left you. You can’t ask me to leave you” you wrapped an arm around yourself, grunting from the pain but managed to get close enough to grab her hand “Hailey, I love you. I know you love me. I’m asking please if you get a chance, get out. Live for us both. Take care of my daughter, help Greg get on his feet. You’re so strong. They need you. I need you to live please live for me” 

She squeezed your hand “If I get a chance, I’m taking you with me. There’s no future for me without my wife in it. We’re a family, family doesn’t leave each other behind” 

You shook your head, tears falling “Listen to me dammit. Their goal is to completely destroy us. I can’t let that happen to you if I can stop it” she squeezed your hand “I am not leaving you, no matter what. We face whatever comes together”

“This is the place,” Mouse spoke, looking around at the team. “Surround it. Hit it hard. No one walks out alive” Voight ordered and everyone nodded. The teams going in were Gwen with Jay and Mouse. Jonah and Xavier with Adam and Kenny and Kim with Voight.

“If you can make it hurt, even better” Jay added then cut his eyes at Mouse “Let’s do this” 

___________________

Jay and Mouse moved together through the halls. The two men didn’t have to speak, they knew where each other was, on feeling alone. “Two offenders down” Mouse called over the radio, stepping over the bodies of the men he and Jay just killed, their blood still drying on his hands.

“From the blueprints I pulled the cellars are at the end of the hall” Gwen spoke low and both men nodded. She moved first, opening the door and they moved in, shoulder to shoulder. 

________________

You flinched at the first sound of gunfire “Hailey” you whispered, trying to nudge her and she nodded “I know” the door burst open and you would’ve preferred Dominic. It was the slimy guy. He looked from you to Hailey and smiled “Don’t have long but might as well have a little fun” you felt adrenaline rush into you and knew it hit Hailey too because despite your injuries you were both on your feet.

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There was a door at the end of the hall that was open and they could hear fighting coming out of it. They ripped it open to find a man on the ground while you and Hailey had chains that appeared to be hooked to your hands wrapped around his neck, choking him.

Mouse called your name and Jay called Hailey. You both looked up and the moment you spotted them, collapsed. Gwen moved in, shooting the man without question and dragging him away from the two of you. Jay and Mouse started to step into the room but the moment they did you and Hailey curled into each other as far as your chains would let you.

They froze at the door. Mouse locked eyes with you “Sweetheart?” you barely met his eyes and shook your head “Please Greg” he nodded and hit Jay’s arm then tapped his com “We need you Kim” his eyes stayed on you but him and Jay didn’t come any closer.

Gwen slowly moved towards you and Hailey and the two of you let her unchain you but still didn’t move from your corner, wrapped around each other. Kim came running into the room and looked at them then at the two of you then ran over to you. “Oh my god” she crouched down in front of you and then looked back “Call a bus, specify we want Brett and Foster”

Mouse and Jay were forced to stand by while you and Hailey allowed Kim and Gwen to help you to stand and slowly make your way upstairs. A total of seven hours had passed. What had you two endured in that time?

They followed behind, watching as you and Hailey sat on the couch in the house, flinching if any of the men got close. Mouse had a pit in his stomach growing larger every time you or Hailey flinched.

Kim looked up and met his eyes and shook her head “No rape” she mouthed then squatted down next to Hailey while Gwen was squatted next to you. That took one horror off the table but the physical proof was still there.

The ride back to Med Jay was close enough to the ambulance Kim had called with a message from Emily of “Get off my ass Halstead” 

Mouse and he both refused to let you and Hailey out of their sights. It didn’t feel like you were safe. Not yet.

The hospital had already been called. Maggie, Nat and April were waiting to be in charge of yours and Hailey’s care and Goodwin had ensured you wouldn’t be separated from each other. That was all they could do for now.

_________________

Once they got to Med they both rushed in behind the stretcher but were stopped outside of trauma which they knew would happen. “Stay here. I’ll update you” Maggie promised.

The door closed and they were left on one side while you and Hailey were hurt and terrified of even their touch on the other. They barely registered their teams or Will walking up. “How are they?” Will asked and Jay shook his head “I don’t know” “They couldn’t bring themselves to even let us touch them” Mouse added.

Voight tapped both of them on the shoulders and they cut their eyes at him “Can we talk?” “Here” Jay replied so Voight looked at the rest of the group and Will nodded “I’ll buy everyone a coffee”

Once it was just the three of them Jay looked at Voight “How big of a mess is this?” Voight shook his head “What mess? You were working a joint task force, took down a crime ring and rescued our detectives. Good job” then looked towards the room “They’ll come out on the other side, those two are strong” “They look so damn broken” Jay whispered and Voight shook his head “Nothing is stronger than a woman’s will”

A few hours passed before their teams trickled out, telling them to call if they needed anything. The two didn’t move. You and Hailey got transferred to a private room together but had been sedated to allow for your bodies to rest so they simply followed the two of you to the private room.

It wasn’t until about six the next morning that Maggie approached them “Jay, Mouse” they glanced up from the seats they were sitting in and she held up two bags and pointed behind her to Voight and Adam “I have clothes for you two. You’re covered in blood and scaring the hell out of everyone in my hospital. Please let Hank and Adam watch over them for a few minutes and clean up”

They nodded slowly, standing to take the bags. “Don’t let anyone but Maggie, Nat or April in” Jay told them and Adam nodded “Believe me, I’m listening to you two. No offense but you both kinda scare me now” Mouse shrugged “Don’t mess with the two in that room or Addy and you have nothing to worry about”

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They were almost back to the room when Jay’s phone rang and he pulled it out of his pocket and saw it was Stella. They’d called to let her know they’d got you back. He stopped and motioned for Mouse to get closer before answering “Hey Stel, what’s up?”

He could tell she’d been crying even if she was trying to make her voice sound cheerful “Hey Jay, is there any way I can video call you and Mou so little Miss can be assured that you two are ok and making sure mommy and Hayhay are getting their booboos checked?” 

Mouse nodded so Jay said “Yeah, I’ll hang up” he hung up and half a second later the video call alert came through. Him and Mouse locked eyes and took a deep breath before he swiped to answer it. Stella and Kevin’s face was first in the screen “Hey Jay” Stella greeted and he nodded “Hey Stel”

Kelly came walking up to the couch behind her with Addy and sat her down in Stella’s lap. Addy smiled big when she saw him “Hey daddy!”  “Hey baby” He greeted then turned the screen so she could see Mouse too and she giggled “Hey Mou!” “Hey sweetheart” Mouse greeted.

Both men were working to keep their emotions in check and that proved to be a feat when she asked “Where’s mommy and hayhay?” Mouse swallowed hard then said “They’re asleep sweet girl. They were tired” she nodded “I stay with Aunt Stel and Uncle Kelly till mommy and hayhay not hurt?” 

Jay nodded “Yeah baby, you’re gonna get to stay with Aunt Stel and Uncle Kelly. Daddy loves you so much. So does Mommy and Hayhay” “And Mou”  Mouse added and Jay smiled, tears in his eyes that he blinked away “And Mou” 

She nodded “Kay daddy. Love you! Love you Mou” then shoved the phone at Stella and wiggled down to go chase Kelly. Stella watched her then looked back at the screen, tears in her eyes “She’s ok, we got babygirl. You two get our girls healed up,you got me?” they nodded and she cut her eyes at Jay who shook his head “We’re good Stella” she smiled “I love you two idiots. I hope you both know that” they nodded “We do. Take care of Addy” after she hung up they headed back to their posts outside of yours and Hailey’s room.

You were semi conscious. Nat was giving you both pretty strong sedatives to combat panic attacks but Maggie had let you stay together. You reached out and could brush your hand against Hailey’s your beds were close enough. 

@desimarie12

You knew without looking that Mouse and Jay would be right outside of the door but you both couldn’t do that yet. It was too much, too soon. Hailey called your name lightly and you turned your head to look in her direction, she was already looking at you “Told you we’d make it out together” you smiled slightly “Now we have to face it together” she reached out for your hand and you slipped yours into hers, she squeezed yours lightly considering neither of you had a lot of strength at the moment. “For now, let’s just go to sleep” she whispered and you smiled “Deal” 

Part 31

@allisonargent144

@nevaehstreater18

@alexisquinnlee-bc

@courty-courtz00

[greasergal]

Metanoia

Pairing: Older!Mikey Walsh x OC!FemReader

Warnings: language, angst, slow burn romance, sexual innuendos, drinking, dark past, mentions of depression

Summary: Estella spent a lot of her life not really knowing who she was. So on a journey to figure that out she said good bye to the life she had made in search of one she would enjoy. Which is how she happened to stumble upon the Goondocks and the best group of friends she had ever met.

Chapter List:

Prologue

One coming soon

Two

Three

Four

Five

Six

Seven

Eight

Nine

Ten

Eleven

Twelve

Thirteen

Fourteen

Fifteen

Sixteen

Seventeen

Eighteen

Nineteen

Twenty

Twenty One?

it is possible you have read a version of this on wattpad, do not worry I am the original writer, and this is my rewrite. hope you enjoy ♡

[hendersister]

our house

summary: when you and steve move in together, your house becomes a regular hangout spot for dustin and his friends.

pairing: steve harrington x henderson!sister reader

title 🎵: our house by madness

You and Steve have started living together. You’re renting a house in Hawkins, not far from your mom and Dustin. You and Steve stayed in town because you wanted to clean up the mess that Vecna made after opening the gates. You both want to be here to help defeat Vecna and close off the gate to the Upside Down once and for all.

The house you're renting is pretty nice. It has 3 bedrooms, including a master bedroom with a private bathroom for you and Steve. You were able to rent the house very cheap because so many people had fled Hawkins after Vecna opened the gate.

Since moving in, Dustin and his friends have started coming over almost on a daily basis. Your house, along with the Wheelers’ basement, has become one of the official hangouts for the party. You and Steve don’t mind. Besides stopping Vecna, another reason you remained in Hawkins was so you could stay close to your friends and family - especially your little brother. You and Steve actually kind of like providing a safe space for the kids to hangout. 

Sometimes the kids crash for the night in one of the spare rooms or on the couch. Tonight happens to be one of those nights… Dustin, Erica and Lucas are all staying over. The three kids ended up at your place for different reasons. 

Dustin came over because your mom is working the overnight shift and you didn’t want your little brother to spend the night home alone. He’s at your house so often that he basically has his own room already.

Erica showed up unannounced. She got into a stupid fight with her mom and needed some space to cool off. Erica told her parents that she was spending the night at her friend Tina’s but she went over to your house because Tina doesn’t have Duck Hunt. 

Lucas asked if he could crash at your place because he was staying late at the hospital to visit Max again and he didn’t want his parents to know. Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair are trying to get Lucas to stop visiting Max all the time. They want him to move on from what happened but he can’t. Lucas loves Max and he will visit her in the hospital every day until she wakes up. So to avoid getting into an argument, Lucas lied to his parents. He told them he was spending the night at Dustin’s. Luckily his parents didn’t question it. 

Truth be told, Lucas actually prefers spending time with his friends after visiting Max. You guys know what really happened to her and what’s going on in Hawkins. Lucas loves his parents but sometimes they just don’t understand.

It was a pretty lowkey, quiet night in the Henderson/Harrington household. Erica set the table while you got dinner ready. You made a casserole. The recipe was given to you by Mrs. Wheeler. After dinner, Steve and Dustin cleaned the dishes. You read a book on the couch and Erica played Duck Hunt until Lucas arrived from the hospital. Then you all hung out in the living room and watched a movie that Steve brought home from the video store.

Now it’s getting late. Dustin went to sleep in his room, Erica took the other guest room and Lucas is crashing on the couch. You and Steve are in your room, getting ready for bed.

“Good call getting The Goonies for movie night! I think the kids really loved it,” you smile.

“They better have loved it! It was the last copy at the store. I had to lie to like five different customers that asked about it,” Steve tells you.

“Are you serious?!” you laugh.

Steve nods. You look at your boyfriend with heart eyes.

“That’s actually kinda sweet,” you say softly.

Steve smirks, raising an eyebrow.

“Oh yeah?”

You nod your head, about to reply back, when-

BOOM

Suddenly the entire house starts to violently shake. Earthquakes have been more frequent in Hawkins since Vecna opened the gate, but they are still something that you’re not used to. This is one of the bigger earthquakes you’ve experienced. The force is so strong that you fall to the ground.

“Y/N!”

Steve stumbles to get to you. He wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you up to your feet. You stay by his side, clutching onto each other for support. 

And then, just as abruptly as it started, the earthquake stops. You and Steve stay silent for a beat, bracing yourselves for any aftershock. The room remains still.

“Is it over?” you ask, uneasy.

“I think so,” Steve cautiously replies under his breath.

You and Steve let go of each other. A million thoughts are racing through your head, but the most important-

“We need to check on the kids,” you say with a quiet urgency in your voice.

“Yeah,” your boyfriend nods in agreement. You both feel like concerned parents right now.

You and Steve leave your room to find Erica standing by her doorway. 

“So you all felt that too? I’m not crazy!” Erica exclaims.

Steve sighs, shaking his head. You quickly look Erica up and down to make sure she isn’t injured.

“Are you okay?” you ask.

“I’m fine,” Erica tells you, “But we should probably go check on Lucas downstairs.”

You and your boyfriend exchange eye contact, silently communicating. You already know what the other is thinking. He’ll go downstairs with Erica to make sure Lucas is ok while you check up on your little brother.

“Let’s go,” Steve nods to Erica.

Steve and Erica head towards the stairs and you continue down the hall to Dustin’s room.

KNOCK, KNOCK

“Hey Dusty! Are you alright?”

You wait a beat. No response. You take a deep breath and try again.

KNOCK, KNOCK

“Dustin!”

Still no response. Now you’re worried. You attempt to open the door but it’s stuck.

“Shit!” you curse to yourself.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK

“C’mon Dustin! Open the door! Dustin?!”

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK

You’re frantically knocking at your brother’s door when Steve comes back upstairs. He can tell something is wrong and rushes over to you.

“Y/N! What’s going on?” your boyfriend asks.

“Dustin isn’t responding,” you anxiously reply.

Steve tries opening the door but it won’t budge.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK

“Hey Henderson! C’mon man, open up!”  

No response. Steve shrugs.

“All right, that’s it! I’m gonna kick the door open,” he tells you.

Steve takes a deep breath, mentally readying himself to kick down the door, when-

CREAK

The door opens a crack and Dustin squeezes his way out. 

“Dustin! Are you okay?!” 

You pull your little brother into a big hug.

“You scared the shit out of me, dork!”

Steve lets out a sigh of relief. He stands back to let you have a moment with your brother. 

“Oh, uh, sorry. I’m okay. I couldn’t get out because the bureau fell over and is blocking the door,” Dustin explains. He was able to move the bureau over enough to get out of the room but it’s too heavy for him to lift by himself.

“Do you need help moving it out of the way?” Steve offers.

Dustin nods.

Your boyfriend and brother squeeze through the door to get back into Dustin’s room. Together, they lift up the bureau and move it back to where it was before the earthquake hit. After they’re done pushing the bureau out of the way, Steve pats Dustin on the head. He’s just relieved that the kid is alright.

[cameronspecial]

Could you write an enemies to lovers Rafe Cameron x middle class also chubby/curvyReader fanfic? She’s friends with the pogues and spends most of her time with them including Sarah which leads to encounters with Rafe and his goonies. She also hangs out with Sarah but he flirts with her when she’s at Tanney Hill which totally sends mixed signals but Rafe is unpredictable. Rafe has always liked/or loved her but doesn’t show it instead he just teases/makes fun of her every time he sees her which unknowingly builds up onto her insecurities that she’s fat and not worthy of love. She finally has enough with his attitude towards her and decides to confront him on his behavior towards her which leads to a love confession from Rafe but she doesn’t believe him because “how could someone that looks like him want her of all people.” Rafe praises her by telling her how beautiful she is and what he loves about her which leads to smut and then finally they are dating after being idiots for so long.

Don't Know How To Show I Care

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader

Warnings:  Insecurities About Being Overweight, Comment About Eating A Lot and Making Out.

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 0.6K

Masterlist

Rafe is the king of mixed-signals. One day, he could be whispering in her ear how beautiful he thinks she is, causing her to feel a warmth inside of her stomach. The next day, he could be telling her that she is wearing so much makeup that she looks like a clown. Y/N doesn’t understand how he could simultaneously activate her insecurities and make her feel giddy. It is contradictory. “I’m just going to go get my laptop so I can show you,” Sarah says, running upstairs. Y/N sits at the kitchen island and keeps eating their shared ice cream from the tub. Rafe comes into the kitchen for a glass of water, noticing the amount of ice cream in front of the girl. “Are you eating all that ice cream by yourself?” he questions. Her heart tightens at his words. She takes the spoon out of the tub and pushes it away from her. She turns away from him, not in the mood to be dealing with this Rafe today. 

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Y/N sits at the dinner table pushing her food around on her plate. Rose is in the kitchen, getting dessert ready. Wheezie is sleeping at a friend's house. Ward is eating at the office and Sarah is on an emergency call with John B. This leaves Y/N alone at the table with Rafe. His eyes are trained on her plate and he watches as none of her food makes it into her mouth. “Why aren’t you eating?” he worries. She lets out a low chuckle, “Like you care. I thought I ate too much for you. It’s the reason why I’m so fat, isn’t it?” His hands slam on the table and he stands up. “Don’t ever call yourself fat again,” he orders a finger pointing at her. “Why? It’s not like you don’t say it in every other way,” she screams back. 

“No, that’s never what I meant by what I said. Okay… I may not be the best at showing that I care, but I said those things because I did. Because I love you.” 

“That is not funny. Why would you love me? How could someone like you be into someone like me?” 

Silence fills the room as Rafe rounds the table to stand in front of her. He towers over her with a soft look on his face. “I don’t know. How could I love someone so beautiful and funny? It’s not that hard,” he confesses. She looks up at him with big eyes, “You really don’t think those things do you?” “I do. You are the most amazing person that I have ever known. I’m sorry that I made you insecure about yourself. It was never my intention and I am fully prepared to spend the rest of my life apologizing to you,” he promises, taking hesitant steps forward. She wraps her arms around his neck, “You can start by kissing me if you want to apologize. She doesn’t know why she has this confidence, but she acts on it. His hands round her waist and he attacks her with his lips. The kiss gets heated, making her jump into his hold. He breaks away from the kiss, “I never want to hear you call yourself fat again. Okay? Because that will never be true.” “Okay, but I doubt you’ll be saying that when you can’t carry me for long,” she argues. He shakes his head, “If I can’t carry you for long, it just means I have to hit the gym and work on my endurance. My stamina has nothing to do with you.”

Her heart flutters at the words and she loves how it eases her insecurity. She goes back to kissing him, yearning to feel more of him, so he puts her down so they can go upstairs. She giggles as he pushes her toward the bed and the door shuts with a boom.

Taglist: @winterrrnight @loves0phelia @thelomlisrafecameron @wickedlovely121 @victory-in-the-llama

[thatweirdgirlwholives]

First Date

Supercorp x Fem!Reader

(literal deep homosexual you're honor)

A/N: I'm so sorry for not posting as much, I needed a small break before writing again but I'll try to post more every week or so.

Warning: Offices?!? (AHHHHHHHH THE HORROR!!!!!), light fighting IG (barely mentioned), homosexuality, homosexuality, and um more homosexuality, did I say homosexuality?, fluuuuufffffffffffffgfgg, one sleep deprived writer, cuteness

- Okay so since your first day they were OBSESSED with you (and still is)

- Every time you walk past them, they just could not stop staring

- Every time you're presenting they're looking at you like you're the Mona Lisa

- Kara was already going through an identity crisis but with you, it was like a big bang went inside her head

- Lena on the other hand already knew her sexuality but was in deep thought of a future with Kara and now you

- They were already together so it made talking and getting together easier

- They agreed to tell you their feelings and if they just wanted a regular poly relationship

- Thankfully you said yes and ended up with lots of head kisses and giggles

- The first date was at this fancy restaurant near National City on a balcony

- Kara had a black dress, Lena had a pantsuit and you had (preferred outfit)

- The date went well... Until some unwanted villains came in locking them in causing Kara to reveal her secret Identity a little to early than planed

- You were shocked, of course but a little relieved that her celebrity crush was your girlfriend

- After the fight, Lena and Kara brought you back to their Penthouse for some wine

- Kara didn't want you to be alone so late so they both kept you a little longer

- The rest of the night was half watching the goonies while eating whatever food they had in the pantry

- Let's say it was an event date for the couple

[theemporium]

idk if this counts as a little blurb or not-

4. “This doesn’t change anything between us.” (but it really does)6th year..? with muggleborn gryffindor reader x sirius.

she cant stand james and sirius and peter(Even remus sometimes) shes not a quiet person and stands up for everyone including herself. and maybe she gets attacked by Slytherins (Snape & the gang) after defending some kids in a different house.

or if you have a better idea write whatever you feel like writing<3

thank you for requesting!🖤

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You did not like the marauders. 

You didn’t care what people said about them, you didn’t care about the praises they sang. You didn’t care how charming James Potter was. You didn’t care how pretty Sirius Black was. You didn’t care how Peter Pettigrew was a sweet boy. You didn’t fucking care if Remus Lupin was the best of the bunch. 

You did not like the marauders and being in the same house as them—the same year as well, to add to the pain—only solidified your feelings for them. You didn’t like them in first year and you certainly don't like them now.

And despite the little fan base they accumulated over the years, you didn’t keep your distaste about them silent.

“I just don’t get it,” a friend of yours had once said to you, a witch from Ravenclaw who you shared a few classes with over the years. “How can you sit in the common room and not just swoon over Sirius Black?”

You flashed her a look. “Because unlike some people, I can see past looks.” 

“But he’s so dreamy!” she had insisted as if many people hadn’t said the exact same thing to you before.

“He’s an arrogant pig who thinks he’s a fucking comedian,” you grumbled with a shake of your head, already done with the conversation topic. 

“Pigs are quite a beloved species, sweetheart,” a voice had sounded from behind you and you didn’t need to turn around to know exactly who it was. If anything, you were hoping that as long you didn’t turn around, he would disappear. 

But that was never the case with Sirius.

“They are also beloved to the slaughterhouses,” you deadpanned. “You wanna take a visit, Black?” 

His eyes glittered with amusement. “Only if you’re there with me.”

And it was never a mystery to the boys themselves just how you felt about them. However, whilst James and Peter and Remus tended to either keep out of your way or try be kind to you on the off chance you would change your mind about them, Sirius went out of his way to poke the bear.

It only fuelled the hatred you held for him. 

Maybe that’s why it was a shock to you, to see Sirius Black—of all fucking people to have found you, to have stumbled onto the situation you were currently in—to see him defend you when you had so openly hated him for years. 

You had been returning from a late night visit at the library, your book bag holding the heaves of herbology textbooks you planned to use for the essay you were going to start during the weekend. You were feeling restless, not quite ready to head back to the chaos of the Gryffindor common room and had decided to take a longer route to the tower. 

That was your mistake.

You had never really bothered with the likes of Severus Snape and the group he surrounded himself with. They were never on your radar, maybe because you had bigger concerns than whatever superiority complex they liked to push onto themselves—and maybe that was exactly why you were the best target for their anger. 

You had stumbled onto the scene when you rounded a corner on the fifth floor, finding Snape and his goonies pointing their wands at a kid who was years younger than them—maybe even a first year. 

You saw red.

You don’t remember dropping your book bag or rushing over until your wand was in your hand and you were standing in front of the young Hufflepuff boy who looked like he was doing his best to hold back his tears.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” you sneered at the leader of the pack, eyebrows scrunched in disgust. 

“Get out of our way,” Snape snapped at you, not lowering his wand as it was less than an inch from your face. 

“Or what? You can’t handle someone your own size, Snape?” you taunted, standing your ground in front of the young boy. “Need to fight someone younger to have a fighting chance?” 

“Shut up, you filthy mudblood,” Snape sneered, the young boy behind you gasping as the slur rolled off his tongue. “You don’t know shit.” 

“I know your big words are overcompensating for something,” you snided before you turned to the boy. “Go on, they won’t bother you again,” you told him and he didn’t need to hear another word before he was scrambling to get away. 

However, what you weren’t expecting was for the spell to hit you from behind. 

Snape always was a dirty fighter. 

Your ears were still ringing as you lifted your head up, your body feeling achy and sore from where you had hit the wall but you remained mostly okay. You blinked a few times, gaining your bearings before you noticed a body standing in front of you. 

“You’re a no-good cheat, Snape,” the angry voice hissed. “You don’t even have the bloody honour of duelling properly!” 

“What do you know, Black? You’re just a blood traitor, kissing up to every mudblood ass you can—”

CRACK!

“Get the fuck out of here before I decide to break more than just your nose, you prick.” 

Your vision was still a little blurry when a figure kneeled in front of you, cold palms touching your cheeks as Sirius lifted your head to meet his gaze. 

“What?” you mumbled out because it was all you could say.

“Easy there, sweetheart,” he murmured with a soft frown on his face, eyes glancing all over you to make sure you were okay. “He got a good hit on you.” 

“What are you doing here?” you managed to get out, trying not to focus on the way his thumb felt gently caressing your cheek.

“Midnight stroll,” he said before snorting. “I was setting something up for Slughorn’s class tomorrow when that wee Hufflepuff ran into me. Told me what was going on.”

“Oh,” you murmured. 

“Oh indeed,” Sirius grinned.

“This doesn’t change anything between us,” you blurted out as he stood up, offering his hand to you. And you took it, stumbling towards him from the sudden movement but his hands gripped you and kept you right.

“I would never think something so preposterous,” Sirius nodded with a grim smile before it melted into his usual smirk. “Let’s get you to bed before you decide to play hero to anyone else, sweetheart.” 

“Thank you,” you murmured after a few moments, quiet enough that he almost missed it.

Sirius grinned widely in response. “Anytime, sweetheart, anytime.”

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