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[frost-queen]

The set-up (Reader!Evans x Noah Flynn)

Requested by: anon, Forever tag: @missmelodramatic, @floatlosers, @alex–awesome–22, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly , @denkisclown, @wildiefleur , @meyocoko , @subjecta13-thefangirl , @m-rae23 , @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr , @melsunshine , @panhoeofmanyfandoms , @venomsvl , @the-uncoordinated-house-cat , @rosecentury , @evilcr0ne , @vviolynn , @niktwazny303 , @avada-kedrava-bitch-187, @erikasurfer , @slythetic , @p0nycurtis , @eliscannotdance

“Come on Y/n, Lee is waiting for us.” – Elle shouted from the bottom of the stairs. You were in your room, rushing to prepare a bag with essentials. – “Coming!” – you shouted back at her. Throwing the covers off your bed off to search for your phone. You quickly found it, rushing out of your room towards the bathroom to stuff a towel in the bag.

In the hallway you heard your sister groan loud and annoyed. – “On my way.” – you told her, ushering yourself in a hurry. Thinking you might forget about a million things. – “Y/n, come on.” – Elle whined out with impatience. Lee already coming to stand by her side. – “Ready?” – he asked as Elle gestured up the stairs. Lee blinked surprised seeing you appear above, rushing downstairs.

“Let’s go!” – you called out, hurrying through them. Lee shrugged his shoulder to Elle, following you. Lee rushed to his car to unlock it. You stashed your stuff in the back, taking a seat in the middle. Elle dropped her stuff with you as well.

“All ready?” – Lee asked coming to sit behind the wheel. – “Just drive.” – Elle groaned out, making him hit the gas. Once the car started moving, you let yourself sink down in your seat. Looking away as you had mixed feelings. Sure you glad it was breaktime. No school, just time to enjoy vacation.

Sure you liked going over to Lee’s house cause they had a pool. The only thing you had mixed feelings about was seeing Lee’s older brother Noah. Not that you despised him. It was just… you had a crush on him. You knew of your sister and Lee’s stupid rules.

One of them being his older brother was off limits. You were never sure if that applied to you as well. Besides Noah probably wouldn’t be interested in you anyways. Not when he can date much cooler girls than you.

Elle and Lee were chatting along the ride about what cool things they could do during  school break. They at least mentioned the arcade five times. When they asked if you wanted to join once or twice, you politely smiled back not sure on the whole third wheeling idea. Lee drove up the driveway as your palms became sweaty.

Suddenly nervous about seeing Noah… if he was even around. Deep down, you hoped he wasn’t. You hoped he was out with some friends so you couldn’t embarrass yourself. Elle and Lee were taking the lead as you followed them inside. Greeting his mother before following them outside.

You laid your bag on the ground, taking off your shirt to sit in your swimsuit. Lee quickly disposed himself of his shirt. Jumping into the pool that created a big splash. Elle got wet as she gawked in surprise at him.

Lee emerged above water, laughing loud. He started to shake his head, water droplets flying off his hair around. Elle shrieked loud as a few hit her. – “Lee stop it, I’m not even in my swimsuit yet.” – Elle told him as she still had her clothes on. Lee moved some water closer to the edge to scare her. Elle jumped back to you. You chuckled quietly as she crawled on the laying chair with you.

Sticking her tongue out to Lee. Lee stuck his tongue back out to her. Elle took off her shirt as you slightly pushed her further away from you. Lee was entertaining himself in the pool as your sister was dismissing her shorts and shoes. – “Hurry up Elle!” – Lee called out bored. Elle shouted back at him that she would be in the pool in a moment.

You laughed loud when your sister jumped into the pool with a loud squeal. The sounds caught someone’s attention as you turned your head. Spotting Noah standing by his balcony. His gaze fixated on you. His gaze made you swallow nervously. – “Noah!” – Elle called out, waving her hand in the air.

Noah turned round with a sour expression. Elle looked at Lee with shrugged shoulders. – “Yeah he’s not coming.” – Lee told her. They then started to splash at each other again. You were searching your bag for your sunglasses. Going through them for the second time, feeling around.

Taking stuff out, you groaned softly that you weren’t finding it. – “Elle!” – you called out, lowering your bag in your lap. – “I can’t find my sunglasses.” – you told her. Elle came swimming to the edge, letting her arms rest on top of them. – “Have you searched your bag?” – she asked.

What a ridiculous question as you had been taking it inside out for the past three minutes now. – “Yes! Can I borrow yours?” – you asked her. Elle was about to point to her bag when a pair of sunglasses appeared in your sight. They were neutral, black, sturdy. Blinking surprised, you turned your head to see Noah offering you his sunglasses. – “Oh…” – you whispered out shy.

“It’s alright Noah…” – you said not wanting to take advantage of him. Noah sighed loud, grabbing your wrist to shove his sunglasses in them. – “Just take them Y/n.” – he told you. Staring at the sunglasses in his hand that were clearly his, you swallowed nervously.

“Thank you.” – you said as Noah came sitting two lying chairs next to yours. Keeping a bit of his distance. You shared a glance with your sister, hesitantly putting them up. Elle looked over her shoulder to Lee. Lee had been observant of his brother’s exchange with you.

Noah picked up a magazine, holding it up to cover up his face. Yet he kept turning his head to stare at you. Lee nudged Elle in the pool, motioning with his head to his brother’s behaviour. Seeing how despite trying to make it subtle, was obviously staring at you.

When Noah noticed that they were staring at him, he cleared his throat, staring at the magazine. You tried very hard not to stare at him. Heart beating loud in your chest, you were worried anyone might hear it. Elle came out of the pool, taking you by your hand.

Dragging you over to the pool, giving you a little shove so that you fell into it. Lee watched as his brother moved a bit forwards. Almost like he was ready to jump in himself to save you if you needed it. It made him smirk how foolish his brother was. The three of you played in the pool as Noah left once more.

For almost the entire day you staid by the pool. The weather cooling a bit down. Still sitting in your swimsuit a shiver went down your spine. Lee noticed it. – “Want a sweater of mine?” – he asked. – “If you don’t mind.” – you replied, rubbing yourself some warmth. Lee got up to head inside for a sweater.

Noah sat inside at the kitchen table. Quirking his eyebrow at his brother, clearly looking for something. – “Need anything?” – Noah asked. – “A sweater, Y/n is cold.” – Lee informed searching the sofa for a lost sweater of his. Noah got up from his chair as it made Lee stop his search.

Noah made his way outside as he came hurrying after his brother. On his way out, he took his sweater off. Handing it over to you. – “You are cold.” – he said making you look surprised and bashful up to him. Your sister nudged you to accept it.

You took his sweater, putting it on. Immediately the smell of his perfume brought a delight to you. There was something romantic about wearing his sweater. Lee came joining Elle on her lying chair, whispering something in her ear.

Elle nodded watching the two of you share shy glances. She whispered something back to Lee, making him chuckle. Elle and you staid for diner, ending the day late in the night. Lee driving the two of you back home.

A few days later, your sister bothered and ushered you to come to the arcade with her. – “Why do I have to go?” – you asked her. Elle groaned loud. – “Cause I want to enjoy a day out with my sister.” – she replied. It made you quirk your eyebrow up. – “No Lee?” – you wanted to know.

She hummed loud. – “No Lee, just us.” – she promised, shoving you out of the door. – “You know I’m not that fond of arcades.” – you reminded her as she dragged you to the car. The dance games where her and Lee’s thing, not yours. – “Just enjoy a day with me Y/n.” – Elle groaned out.

You simply accepted it, letting her drive you to the arcade. There she insisted on taking a hold of your arm. As if she feared you might take off. “Elle, I love that you want to spend time with me, but you are smothering me.” – you told her. Elle just laughed loud, pulling you into the arcade.

Machines where bleeping loud. Music blasting loud as several kids were playing games. She locked your arm tight with hers, making her way through the arcade. You noticed it too late as Lee was there with Noah as well. Noah was bickering with Lee why he was here. The moment Lee noticed Elle was here, he moved away. Making his brother turn around to see you and Elle. Lee ran over to Elle, locking her arm with her. – “Have fun!” – she called out, taking her leave with Lee.

You could strangle her. – “Looks like you were fooled too.” – Noah spoke, coming to lean against one of the games. You sighed soft. – “Appears I was.” – you replied. – “They are idiots.” – Noah responded with a goofy smile. Feeling too overwhelmed that you were left alone with him, you made the effort of leaving. Noah immediately jumped up, catching up with you in two big steps.

“Are you already leaving?” – he asked staring down at you with helpless eyes. You looked around at the flashing machines and bleeping noises. Noah noticed what you meant, taking you by your wrist. He guided you out of the arcade as it wasn’t your thing. It was too flashy and busy. Outside you took a deep breath.

“I’m sorry Lee dragged you into this.” – you told him as he was forced into this. He probably didn’t even want to be here. Probably a sick joke from your sister and Lee. Noah shrugged his shoulders. – “Sure I’ll give him a beating later, but I’m glad it’s with you Y/n.” – he answered. – “Oh is that so.” – you replied intrigued. Noah hummed loud.

You gave him a little shove. – “You are just saying that to make me feel better.” – you said. Noah grabbed your hand to prevent you from shoving him again. – “I’m not…” – he answered. It made you curl up a bashful smile. – “Come I’ll buy you something to eat.” – Noah said nudging your shoulder with his.

“Like a date?” – you blurted out. Catching you by surprise. Noah leaned closer in to you. – “Exactly.” – he responded, letting his hand slip in yours. Smiling from ear to ear, you let Noah guide you. Suddenly no longer so angry at your sister anymore for pulling a prank on you.  

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Wildest Dreams

pairing: Marco Peña x Fem!Reader

summary: Say you'll see me again Even if it's just (pretend, just pretend) in your wildest dreams

word count: 2937

warnings: I made the characters all in college bc high school grosses me out, mentions of sex, cheating

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When Marco came to LACD, it was clear that he was a hot commodity. But it was also clear that he was more interested in the flirting than the actual getting together. To every rule, however, there was an exception.

Y/N liked to think of herself as an exception, but if she was being honest she knows that it barely counts. They're not dating. They're not together.

But waking up next to him in the hotel in San Diego tells her something completely different.

He wanted to get away, to be free from the gawking eyes at school from being new or being, as Elle so graciously announced, a 'snack.' So, he told Y/N to pack clothes and picked her up before class. She should have known then that Marco had planned something, that he never picked her up for class as to ward off rumors that were already running rampant through LACD. So she couldn't exactly say that she was surprised when Marco drove right past the school exit.

"Where are we going?" She asked, looking over to him as he drove. She wished she could say she had gotten used to his jawline, his curls, the way his shirts hugged the muscles of his biceps, but she knew by now that his looks was something she would never get over. Her heart skipped a beat every time he looked at her.

"It's a surprise." He turns to her with his 'heart-break' smile, and she tries not to melt. From his smile before he turns back to he road, it's obvious she was in a puddle on the seat.

"What are you doing, Marco?" She asks, leaning over to put her head on his shoulder. It was uncomfortable over the center console, but when he turned and kissed the top of her head, she knew it was worth it. He reached over and grabbed her hand from her lap, the brush of his fingertips on her thigh making her heart race.

Back in the present, she watched Marco's eyelids flicker before he slowly opened his eyes, then closed them and pulled the arm he had around her tight. She giggled quietly as she slid across the bed and into his arms.

"Marco," She whispers, but he moves his body to be practically covering hers now and kisses the top of her head before snuggling back into the mattress.

"Shhh," He slurs, his body going slack once more. "I didn't get us a nice hotel for you to wake up at dawn." She lets him go back to sleep, running her fingers through his hair and kissing his head.

"What if," She starts, feeling him shuffle against her in annoyance. "We do something much more fun than sleeping." She feels him go stiff against her, and she actually laughs when he puts both arms around her and pulls her up and against his lips. She opens her mouth to remind him that she hasn't brushed her teeth, but he takes this as an invitation.

He puts a hand behind her neck and shifts to move completely on top of her, the arm behind her back holding him up.

This is going to kill her. Marco Peña is going to kill her.

~

"Still coming over tonight?" Y/N asks lowly as Marco opens his locker, right next to hers. It's how they met in the first place.

"Tonight?" He asks, pausing for a second. She shuts her locker and turns to him, where he's partially blocked by his own locker.

"Yes," She checks her watch just to make sure she's not the one who's confused. "It's Wednesday." Every Wednesday her dad was always gone pulling a double shift, so they had the place to themselves. And she hadn't seen Marco after school in awhile, but she also hasn't had time to ask him about it.

"Shit," His head falls, chin dipping into his chest as his curls fall into his face. His lips are in a tight line.

"What?" She asks. She can't see him, but she can tell he's not moving so she slams his locker closed.

"I, uh," He shakes his head and looks over to her, guilt clouding his face. It makes her angry, the fact that he's about to ditch her.

"Marco," She starts, ready to talk him out of whatever he's doing. It has to do with why he's blown her off every day this week. He's always nice about it, but she still feels hurt. He's told her he'll make it up to her, though, so she's holding out hope.

"Listen, I have to help Elle with something." He starts, and she simply blinks at his sorry excuse.

"Elle Evans?" Y/N remembers Elle from the first week of classes, when she broadcasted to the entire school how hot she thought Marco was. Y/N had thought that she was dating Noah, who was a year older than them, but perhaps they had broken up.

"I'll make it up to you I promise." It's exactly what he's been saying for days, which pisses her off to no end.

"Sure." She smiles with thin lips and nods, turning and walking away. It's clear she's not happy with him.

"Y/N, wait!" He yells through the hall, which only makes her walk faster.

"Marco, hey!" Elle is next to him in a second, blocking his path as he tries to catch up with Y/N, who is rapidly disappearing from view.

"Elle, I've gotta go," He pushes past her, feeling bad but not bad enough to stop himself.

"Just real quick," She grabs his arm to stop him, and he's never wanted to hit a girl until this moment.

"I really have to-"

"I think we should pull a double tonight." She's smiling, and Marco knows she's hoping he'll agree since he already agreed to the ridiculous schedule, but he feels no remorse as he shakes his head.

"I actually can't come on Wednesdays." He tells her, and Elle looks shocked.

"What?" She has the audacity to look pissed, and Marco tries not to roll his eyes. "You said you would help, you promised-"

"I need my own time and Wednesdays are important to me." He doesn't allow her to get in his way again, just goes around her and follows where he hoped Y/N went, since she's long gone even with his height advantage.

"Marco!" He hears Elle call, but he doesn't turn, just pushes through students going to class. He turns down corridors and runs through people, but he can't find her. It's almost like she disappeared. So, he takes out his phone and texts her, knowing that there's now way she blocked him that quickly.

see u tonight at 5

It's not long before she texts back.

thought u had plans.

He winces at the use of a period, clearly indicating she was pissed off.

i told u i'd make it up to u, didn't i???

that u did see u at 5

He smiles, glad he's figured it out. Elle is blowing up his phone, but he tucks it away as he heads for class. He'll deal with his partner later.

~

For weeks, Marco keeps his promise to both girls. He practices with Elle, even on weekends which annoys the shit out of Y/N. He doesn't practice at all on Wednesday to be with Y/N, which annoys the shit out of Elle. And he no longer has any free time, which annoys the shit out of Marco. So everyone is annoyed, but everyone is happy.

Except they all get less and less happy the longer this arrangement goes on.

Elle is confused because she starts to have feelings for Marco but she's dating Noah still, but God Marco's hands on her waist and their chests heaving together as they dance and the smiles they share - it's not all in her head, she knows.

Y/N is confused because she's starting to realize that more and more people are asking her about Marco, and she simultaneously figures out that she does like Marco more than just fuck buddies. But she has no idea how Marco feels about it, and she's terrified to ask him, so she pretends it's fine when he kisses her to sleep on Wednesdays.

Marco is confused because he doesn't know what he wants. Elle has a boyfriend, and Y/N doesn't think of him as more than a fuck buddie, so he doesn't know what to do. All he can do is continue his arrangement with both girls and hope for the best.

"You're coming to my competition this Saturday, right?" Marco asks as they lay in her bed. She's cuddled into his side, him running a hand up and down her back as he stares at the ceiling.

"What competition?" She asks, causing him to freeze. "I'm joking. Of course I'm coming. I would never miss it." She mutters eyes closing as she starts to fall asleep.

"Have you heard what people are saying?" Marco speaks softly, and her eyes open wide as she realizes exactly what he's about to say. "About us?" She thinks about lying for a second, but she can't bring herself to. She knows that they need to talk about it, and he brought it up anyway.

"Yeah." She brings her hand up to rub against his chest, causing him to continue his movement against her back. "What do you think?" She whispers, scared to talk too loud.

"I think people have nothing better to do than start rumors." His response makes her deflate a bit, sad that he didn't bring up anything about their relationship.

"I thought we left that to the teenagers." She mutters with a small laugh.

"Yeah." He agrees, and she closes her eyes once more, trying to soothe her racing heart. "What do you think?" He says it so softly she almost doesn't hear it.

"About the rumors?" She's buying time, knowing that she doesn't want to speak. She feels him nod, so she takes a deep breath. "I think most of the time, people start rumors based on what they see." She stops moving her hand and keeps her eyes closed, breathing regulated to not give away the fast beating of her heart.

"I agree." He finally says, which makes her stiffen.

"Okay." She whispers, wide awake now.

"I want to do this the right way." He tells her, and she's not sure what that means, but it sounds good. "So, after my competition, we'll talk more. Is that okay?" She's not sure why he wants to wait until this weekend, but she nods anyway and falls asleep contently against him.

~

Ironically enough, she ends up sitting next to Noah Flynn at the competition. And although she usually doesn't talk to strangers, she's too hopped up on nerves for Marco to keep quiet.

"Are you Elle's boyfriend?" She asks, even though she knows exactly who Noah is. He smiles politely.

"I am. Came to surprise her." She awes and he nods, his smile a little more genuine.

"I'm Y/N." She introduces, and his eyes widen in recognition.

"You're Marco's girlfriend." She opens her mouth to correct him, but she doesn't, because she doesn't want to explain it all now.

And she kinda likes the way it sounds.

They watch the entire thing, Marco and Elle at the end of their program. They exchange comments, snuffing their laugher behind their hands. It turns out, Noah is actually a cool dude, despite all the rumors from high school.

When Marco and Elle are called out, they cheer, sitting up and getting ready. Marco hadn't let her see the routine before it started, no matter how much she begged, so when the music started, her heart jumped with excitement.

And then it dropped.

The way Elle and Marco looked at each other, the way he held her, their smiles as everyone cheered, it hurt. The whole time she tried to cheer, push it away and replay her and Marco's conversation from Wednesday. But his reluctance to confess then, his insistence that they wait until after the competition came back to haunt her.

She plasters on a smile and cheers, smiling along with Noah as the song comes to a close, the two pressed close. Y/N knows what's happening before it happens, and she tenses as Elle wraps her arms around Marco's neck and kisses him.

She feels sick.

Noah is already up on her left, so she follows him out the door, tears flowing out of her eyes against her will. She feels stupid, stupid for thinking they could work, for thinking he liked her. She's so deep in her thoughts that she runs straight into Noah.

"Do you need a ride?" He's asking, voice rough with hurt. She thinks about how she came here with Marco, him insisting on driving her so she wouldn't be late. She almost regrets coming here, regrets knowing about the kiss. But would not knowing be better? She can't tell.

"Yeah." Her voice isn't much better, but Noah just nods and takes her to his car. They wordlessly get in, Noah starting the car but not driving.

"I can't believe," She starts, shaking her head and not continuing. She's not sure how Noah feels now, but she can't go off on his girlfriend now. Plus, Marco is at fault as well. It takes two...

"What a piece of shit," Noah says, as if Marco had forced Elle into it. "Sorry," He looks over to her, and she shrugs.

"You're not wrong." She looks out the window as Noah reluctantly pulls out, almost as if he had been waiting for Elle to come find him. But she didn't, so he peels out.

"Where do you wanna go?" He asks, and she takes a deep breath.

"Crest Drive." She tells him, feeling the tears fall freely. She tries not to sniffle, but she doesn't want snot running down her face.

"I'm sorry." Noah says, breaking the silence. They're almost to her house, and she just shakes her head.

"We actually," She turns to him, wiping her eyes. "He's not even my boyfriend. We fucked around, and I got feelings, and he told me he would make it official after this competition, but clearly that was a lie." She laughs with no humor, shaking her head.

"Shit," Noah says, and she turns to him as he pulls onto her road.

"It's the one on the corner down there." She tells him, then takes a deep breath. "I'm sorry." She doesn't know what else to say, and he just nods as he pulls up.

"Take care." He tells her as she opens the door. She nods as she gets out.

"Thanks for the ride." She smiles, waving and unlocking her door. When she's finally alone, she slides down the wall, tears falling as she begins to sob.

She was so stupid. Of course Marco could only be her's in her dreams.

~

She gets seven calls from Marco before he shows up at her door.

"Please, just let me talk!" He begs as he knocks on her door. She acts like she's not there, thankful her dad wasn't home as well. He eventually leaves, and she cries some more.

Marco can't sleep. All his dreams are of her. And yeah, he usually has dreams of her, but these are different. They become less like wet dreams and a lot more like what he wants in life. He wakes up with her in his arms. And the worst part is, they're taken from his memories. They're real things he lived through and they make him regret kissing Elle even more than he already did. He swears that sometimes, right before he wakes up, he can feel her breath on his chest, her hands gripping his biceps, her hair tickling his neck. He can see her face so clearly it's like she's with him, her lips full and kiss-bitten, her eyes hooded but clear in a way that always entranced him, because how could she be clear headed when he felt like his body was about to explode?

He almost chokes on air when she actual answers his millionth call of the day.

"Please stop." She's not begging, but he can hear the hurt in her voice. It makes him sick to his stomach.

"I'm so sorry, I don't know why I did that-"

"Do you remember that fancy dinner you took me to?" She asks, and he's struck dumb for a moment. He remembers the deep blue dress she wore, the immaculate way her hair was styled, her makeup, the way her nails, painted to match the dress, scratched down his back that night. He remembers every single second of that night, because that was their one and only actual date. He remembers the simple necklace, the way it nestled between her boobs, the way he couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Yeah," His throat is dry as he imagines her the way she was that night, waiting for him in lobby, looking out the windows so the sun framed her body like a painting. He remembers how conflicted he was, wanting to take her dress off but wanting to keep it on at the same time, enjoying the way it framed her body so perfectly.

"Remember me like that, Marco." It's almost a bittersweet tone she's got, and he can imagine the smile she's sporting while tears fall out her eyes. Before he can answer, the telltale beeping noise that he despises sounds from his phone, and he curses as he looks down to see she's hung up on him.

When he calls again, the line doesn't even ring.

//

tags: @avada-kedavra-bitch-187  @one-sweet-gubler

[thebluemage]

Is this my cue to write for Marco as well? Maybe? Perhaps?

“Nothing I say is going to change what happened but you have to know that I would never betray you. She kissed me and I pushed away as soon as it happened. I love you.”

You shook your head, “I love you too but it hurt. You’ve been spending so much time with her and I missed you.”

“I missed you too beautiful and I promise it will never happen again.”

Requested By Anonymous

[veryberryjelly]

fidget

felix catton x fem!reader

cw : none, no mention of y/n.

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

saltburn was your favourite place to be.

you had been spending your summers there since you were 14 and you met felix at school.

at 16 felix decided to kiss you by the lake and you had been inseparable since then.

even at oxford, it was very rare that you'd spend a night alone, either sleeping in felix's dorm or having him over at yours.

your summers at the house were always enjoyable, unless god forbid you fell unwell over the time you stayed there.

and unfortunately, that had happened this year.

you were curled up in your bed, curtains drawn as the burning sun heated up the entire room.

even with the warmth from the sun, the hot water bottle on your stomach and the duvet over your body, you were still shivering.

of course your period had to come on the hottest day of the year, when you would be constantly taking off your covers and putting them back on moments later.

your eyes were clenched shut as you willed yourself to fall asleep so you could wake up and be rid of your devilish cramps.

but of course, that was not what god had in store for you as your boyfriend burst into your room.

" mornin' sweetheart " he said, making his way over to your bed where he sat down , his hand lifting to brush some hair from your face. " what're you doing sleeping in here? i was waiting for you last night "

while you would normally relish in the feeling of felix playing with your hair, right now everything was sensitive and you couldnt take it.

" you were asleep when i came in, didnt want to wake you " you muttered, clearly lying through your teeth as you lifted your hand to move his off of your face, instead choosing to loop your little finger through his.

that was about much touch as you could handle at the moment.

felix was not having that as the reason. you knew he didnt care if you woke him up, as long as he woke up to you in his arms. it was then that he noticed the furrow in your brow and the lick of sweat over your forehead.

" what's up, sweetness? you dont look so good " he said, shifting a little closer to you, his leg lifting up onto the bed so you couldnt avoid this conversation.

you were hesitant, never having discussed this with felix before as there wasnt ever a need to, but the soft movement of him sliding his hand into your practically made you melt.

" i got my period last night, didnt want to stain your sheets or keep you up with my fidgeting " whenever you got cramps it was impossible to get comfortable. no position was good enough to ease the storm in your uterus.

" so you deprived me of your cuddles last night because you didnt want to ruin my sheets? " he asked, his brow raising incredulously.

" didn't think you'd want to deal with my fidgeting either. " you admitted, clutching your hot water bottle a little tighter.

" oh, baby, i don't care. i want to be there for you when you're not feeling good. " he explained, shifting on the bed again so he was sat up agains the headboard. " now because you robbed me of your company last night, you have no choice in letting me take care of you now. " he said with a soft smile.

" you don't have to do that, lex- "

you were swiftly cut off by felix " i dont have to, but i want to. i'm going to get you something to drink, then how would you feel about a bath ?"

you had to admit that sounded amazing, being engulfed in warm water for a little while.

" that sounds really nice " you agreed, lifting your head slightly to rest against his leg, still clad in his pyjama pants. " but dont leave yet "

your final word caused a soft laugh to come from his lips, his hand lifting to rest on your back, the other still clutched in yours.

" okay, we can stay here a while "

[isaacarellanesismyhusband]

the kissing booth

pair: Fred Weasley x reader requested by anonymous

I was wondering if you could do a Fred Weasley x reader fic where it kinda follows the plot of the Kissing Booth, so reader and Ginny would be best friends and have rules just like in the movies, and one of them is that Ginny's siblings are off limits for dating, but reader has a secret crush on Fred

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Hogwarts was buzzing with excitement. The Great Hall was adorned with streamers and banners for the annual charity fair. Tables were set up with all sorts of attractions: bake sales, dueling demonstrations, and, at the center of it all, the most popular stall every year—the kissing booth.

You stood at the edge of the hall, surveying the scene. Beside you, Ginny Weasley was practically vibrating with excitement. Her red hair caught the light from the floating candles, making it shine like fire.

"I can't believe we're actually doing this!" Ginny said, nudging you with her elbow. "The kissing booth! Can you believe it?"

You laughed, shrugging. "Yeah, well, it’s for a good cause, right? And it’ll be fun. Besides, who wouldn't want to get a kiss from a beautiful girl?"

Ginny grinned. "Exactly! And it'll give us a chance to make sure no Slytherin girls try to get in Fred and George’s line again this year. You know how they get." She made a face, then her expression turned serious. "Remember our rules, though."

"Right, right. The best friend rules," you said, rolling your eyes playfully. "Don't worry, I remember. Rule number four: no dating any of your brothers."

Ginny nodded firmly. "Exactly. You're my best friend, Y/N. It would just be...weird, you know?"

"Totally," you lied smoothly, hoping Ginny didn't notice the slight tremor in your voice. Because, as much as you adored Ginny and her brothers, there was one particular Weasley who had caught your attention. Fred. He was charming, funny, and he had the best smile. He made you laugh like no one else could. And, for as long as you could remember, you had harbored a secret crush on him.

You had never broken the rules before, but lately, it had been getting harder to ignore the flutter in your stomach whenever Fred was around. You knew nothing could ever come of it, though. The best friend rules were ironclad. No exceptions.

"Y/N?" Ginny waved a hand in front of your face. "You with me?"

You blinked, snapping out of your thoughts. "Sorry, just zoned out for a second."

Ginny gave you a look, but before she could ask more, Lee Jordan announced from the makeshift stage, "Alright, everyone! Time to start the kissing booth! Remember, it's all for charity, so dig deep into those pockets!"

You and Ginny made your way to the booth. Students were already lining up, and you saw Fred and George joking around with a few seventh-year girls. You felt a twinge of jealousy but quickly shook it off. “Ready?” Ginny asked, pulling out a blindfold.

“What’s that for?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Adds to the mystery,” Ginny explained with a grin. “You won’t know who you’re kissing. Makes it more fun, right?”

You hesitated but then shrugged. “Sure, why not?”

Ginny tied the blindfold over your eyes. You could hear the murmur of the crowd, feel the cool breeze from the open windows, and the excitement bubbling around the hall. You stood there, heart racing as you waited for your first customer.

“Alright, first up!” Ginny called. You heard coins clinking into the collection box, and then the sound of someone stepping closer.

You held your breath. A moment later, you felt warm hands gently cupping your face. The kiss was soft and lingering, and you could feel your knees weakening. Whoever it was, they knew how to kiss. You leaned in, savoring the moment, the thrill of not knowing. When the kiss ended, you were left feeling breathless.

The next few hours passed in a blur of kisses and laughter. You lost count of how many people you kissed, only that none of them felt quite like that first kiss. Finally, as the event wound down, you pulled off your blindfold, rubbing your eyes.Ginny came over, grinning. “How was it? Having fun?”

You smiled. “Yeah, it was… interesting.”

Ginny laughed, but before she could say anything else, Fred walked over. His eyes were twinkling, and he had that trademark smirk on his face.

“Well, Y/N,” he said casually, leaning against the booth. “Seems like you were quite the hit.”

“Fred,” you said, trying to keep your voice steady. “How’s it going?”

“Fantastic,” he said. “Best charity event yet, wouldn’t you say?”

You nodded, not trusting yourself to speak. Fred looked like he was about to say something else when George called him from across the hall.

“Catch you later,” Fred said, giving you a wink before walking off.

Ginny watched him go, then turned back to you, a thoughtful look on her face. “You know, I think Fred was your first kisser.”

You nearly choked. “W-what? No, that’s… no.”

Ginny’s eyes sparkled mischievously. “I’d recognize that look anywhere. He’s got it bad for you, Y/N.”

You flushed. “Ginny, we have rules, remember?”

Ginny shrugged. “Maybe it’s time we changed the rules.” She grinned, then added, “Besides, you looked pretty happy when you kissed him. Don't think I didn’t notice.”

You bit your lip, unable to keep the smile off your face. Maybe Ginny was right. Maybe it was time to change the rules. After all, some rules were meant to be broken, especially when it came to love.

[weirdkpopgirl]

only kissing you | jaemin fic #4

title: only kissing you

genre: college au, friends to lovers

warnings: slight angst, (y/n) is a little negative-minded, mildly suggestive, descriptions of kissing

word count: ~2.5k

author's note: hey guys, this was an idea that just sprang to my mind a week ago. i know the kissing booth trope has been done before and it might be a little cliché, but this is my take on it. also, i have a feeling you guys like this type of stuff lol. anyway, happy reading ^ ^

side note: "sunbae" is a Korean honorific for "senior." i wrote this story with the setting of the characters attending a korean university in mind.

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You were sitting in the library peacefully finishing up an assignment that wasn’t due for another week. Yet you told yourself that staying ahead on schoolwork was far more productive than what most girls on campus were up to. The lively giggles echoing through the hallway reached your ears, drawing a quiet sigh of annoyance from you. 

“Someone doesn’t sound too happy,” the familiar playful voice of Zhong Chenle brought you out of your thoughts.

Glancing up from your laptop, you found the dark-haired male in a basketball jersey grinning down at you. Unsurprisingly, standing beside him was Park Jisung, a tall yet shy boy who had recently dyed his hair cherry red after losing a bet with Lee Haechan.

Your cheeks flushed when Chenle called you out, but you quickly tried to mask it. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you replied, feigning indifference by crossing your arms.

Unfortunately, Chenle wasn’t someone you could easily fool—  especially considering that he was able to crack through your reserved exterior by the end of your freshman year. Even now as sophomores, he could decipher your mannerisms better than your own family.

“Uh-huh,” Chenle replied, not sounding very convinced. “I think the fact that you’re like the only person here on a Friday night says otherwise.”

Jisung chuckled nervously, “Hey, let’s not peer pressure her.”

“Peer pressure me into what?” you asked, raising an eyebrow. Your suspicion deepened when you caught the spark of mischief in Chenle’s eyes.

“Into going to the student council’s kissing booth, of course,” Chenle then answered, as if it were obvious. 

The mention of the fundraiser instantly set off alarm bells in your mind. “I still can’t believe Mark actually approved of that,” you muttered, shaking your head in disbelief.

“Well, Haechan managed to convince him,” Jisung said with a shrug. “And it is a pretty great way to raise money.”

You didn’t need to question further to know what he was referring to. Ever since the pink flyers with animated kiss marks had gone up, the campus had been buzzing with excited squeals from every girl on campus. Not that you could blame them when the line-up featured some of NCIT’s campus heartthrobs. 

Chenle lightly nudged you on the shoulder. “You should go (Y/n). Na Jaemin will be there, you know.”

“Yeah and that’s exactly why I don’t want to go,” you exhaled, tapping on the mousepad of your laptop to wake up the screen. 

Even though you dropped your gaze, the guys didn’t miss the way your cheeks started to turn red. For they were both aware of the “small” crush you had on the junior majoring in biomedicine. You cursed internally, wishing you were better at hiding your emotions. 

Out of all the popular boys at NCIT, Jaemin was known to be the most attractive with countless fangirls. While you weren’t nearly as dramatic as them, you were not spared from falling for him. To be fair, you hadn’t paid much attention to him at first. It wasn’t until this semester when Chenle started dragging you to join his group hangouts, that you began to see Jaemin more often. 

And it didn’t take long for you to understand why all those girls loved him. Na Jaemin was the definition of a gentleman. He was always respectful, holding doors open for you, and unfailingly kind in the way he maintained steady eye contact whenever he spoke to you. Not to mention his ridiculously long eyelashes that only added to his flirtatious charm. 

Although Jaemin seemed aware of how attractive he was, he never came across as cocky about it. However, when you found out he was participating in the kissing booth, you couldn’t help but wonder if you’d misjudged him. Maybe he was just like every other guy after all.

Noticing the disheartened look on her face, her friends quickly tried to reassure her. “Hey, it’s not that bad,” Chenle said. 

“Yeah, they’re only giving out kisses on the cheek!” Jisung piped in.

Knowing that didn’t make you feel better. The thought of Jaemin, your sweet, kind Sunbae, kissing other girls—  even if it was just on the cheek—  made your chest ache in a way you couldn’t fully explain. Perhaps you were being selfish. It wasn’t like you were in a relationship with him or anything. He had the freedom to kiss whomever he pleased. 

You let your gaze fall to the table. “It’s not a big deal. I’m just not interested in going, okay?”

Chenle and Jisung exchanged a knowing look, one that you didn’t quite catch. Despite their teasing, they could tell this bothered you more than you were willing to admit. But they weren’t about to let you sit here and wallow.

“Look, you don’t have to get in line or anything,” Chenle persisted. “Just come with us to check it out. We don’t even have to stay for that long if you don’t want to.”

Jisung nodded, chiming in with a shy smile. “Yeah, we’ll stick together. Plus, Renjun Hyung said they’ll be giving out free snacks too!”

Their lighthearted banter and genuine effort to put you at ease chipped away at your resolve. Nibbling on your lower lip, you pondered whether it was worth the risk of seeing Jaemin. At the same time, you didn’t want to be the one to dampen Chenle and Jisung’s mood. So, with a small nod, you finally gave in. Hopefully, you won't end up regretting it.

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The event was being held in the courtyard of the student union. Just as you predicted, the area was packed the second you arrived. From a distance, you spotted the members of the student council gathered behind a long table draped with a light pink tablecloth. A bold sign posted on the table read: Hugs - $5, Kisses - $10.

Mark looked slightly reluctant in his seat, shifting awkwardly under the attention. Next to him, Jeno wore a bashful smile as girls giggled and pointed his way. Haechan, of course, was up to his usual antics, drawing laughter and cheers. And then... there was Jaemin.

He looked unfairly handsome, dressed in a knitted pink cardigan over a white shirt that complemented his honey-toned skin. With a smile as charming and inviting as his, it was no surprise his line was the longest. Yet, you couldn’t ignore the slight ache in your chest as you took in the scene. 

Just as you began to entertain the idea of backing out at the last minute, Chenle took charge. “Come on,” he urged, already nudging you and Jisung toward the booth.

Renjun, seated at the end of the booth managing the money as the student council treasurer, looked as the three of you approached. His eyes lit up when his eyes landed on you in particular.

“Hey guys! It’s good to see you, (Y/n),” he greeted, flashing a polite smile. “You’re not gonna get in line?”

You shook your head lightly. “No…I just came to show my support with Chenji,” you explained nonchalantly, gesturing to the boys next to you. 

The junior’s mouth parted in understanding. “Ah, I see. Well, I’m sure Jaemin will be happy to see you.”

An eyebrow raised, unsure of what he meant by that. Just as you were about to question him, Jaemin glanced up from his spot at the booth—  his gaze locking onto yours almost instantly. A kind, familiar smile spread across his face as he waved, making your heart skip a beat.

“(Y/n)-ssi!” Jaemin called out, his deep, warm voice cutting effortlessly through the noise of the crowd.

You couldn’t help but smile in response, the gesture almost instinctive. Just as you lifted a hand to wave back, you noticed him rising from his seat and making his way over.

“Hey, Chenle, can you cover for me for a bit? Thanks,” he said smoothly, flashing a quick grin at your friend before turning his full attention to you.

Chenle blinked in confusion. “What?!”

However, Jaemin didn’t wait for a response. With a gentle touch, he took your arm and guided you away from the booth, leaving a bewildered Chenle and a snickering Jisung behind, clearly amused by the unexpected turn of events.

Meanwhile, you were speechless as Jaemin led you to a quiet hallway on the east wing of the building. The silence around you was overwhelming, and your heart was pounding so loudly you were certain he could hear it. He turned to face you, offering a soft smile before letting go of your arm.

“I didn’t expect to see you here,” he said, his tone warm and genuine. “But I’m glad you came.”

Heat rushed to your cheeks as you nervously tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “Y-yeah, well... I thought it couldn’t hurt to visit you—  I mean all of you,” you stammered, your embarrassment growing.

Jaemin tilted his head, studying you with a playful glint in his eyes.“Are you sure you don’t want a hug or a kiss? I can give you one for free, you know.”

“What? Oh, that isn’t necessary Sunbae!” Your eyes widened, holding a hand up in protest. “It wouldn’t be very fair to all those other girls.”

He laughed, the sound light and melodious. “Relax, I’m just joking. Unless… you actually wouldn’t mind?”

Gosh, he was certainly being extra flirty today. It made sense given the kissing booth, but you definitely didn’t want to be another victim of it. Still, his suggestion didn’t make your cheeks burn any less.

“I-I’ve never…” Your voice faltered, too insecure to finish your sentence.

A flicker of surprise crossed his face. “Never? Really?”

Unable to make eye contact, you fidgeted with your hands nervously. “It’s embarrassing, I know–”

“It’s not embarrassing,” he interrupted gently. “I’d be happy to be your first if you’d like.”

You stared at him incredulously. “Are you being serious right now?”

“Dead serious,” he replied, his expression unwavering. 

Your breath hitched as he took a step closer. You weren’t immune to the pull of Jaemin’s peach-tinted lips, yet you had never allowed yourself to indulge in the fantasy of what it might feel like to have them against yours. That seemed like a dream too distant to even consider. Though your mind screamed at you to say no, your heart overpowered any reason. Slowly, you nodded.

With a smile, he lifted a hand to rest on your nape. He then leaned in slowly, giving you plenty of time to back away. But you remained still, closing your eyes as a final yes. The first time his lips met yours, it was soft and sweet—  like a whisper. He pulled back briefly, his eyes searching yours. Something clicked in that single shared glance as if this unspoken agreement passed between you. In the next seconds, the both of you were leaning in for a deeper kiss without any hesitation.

His hands naturally slid from your neck down to your waist, while yours settled on his broad shoulders. As he pulled you in closer, his lips moved against yours in a steady, deliberate rhythm, the pressure deepening with each passing second. They were just as soft as they looked, and the more he kissed you, the more you felt yourself melting into him. At some point, the two of you stumbled and he was backed up against a wall—  though neither of you seemed to care as your lips continued their seamless dance.

Although this is not at all what you imagined your first kiss to be like, you couldn’t complain. The world of college seemed to fade, leaving just the two of you in your little bubble of warmth and intimacy. His hands tightened tenderly on your waist, grounding you in the moment, while our fingers found their way to the back of his neck. They brushed through his soft, bleached hair, drawing a low hum from him that sent shivers down your spine.

What was meant to be an innocent first kiss inevitably turned into a making out, but eventually had to come to an end. As the kiss gradually slowed, Jaemin pulled back just enough to rest his forehead against yours. Both of you took a few moments to catch your breaths, cheeks flushed and heartbeats in sync.

He broke the silence first, his voice low and earnest. “Can I be honest?”

“Uh, yeah sure,” you said, unsure of what he had to say. Your lips were still tingling, feeling at a loss for words after that passionate exchange.

“I’ve been wanting to do that so long,” he confessed, his words hanging in the air like a secret he’d been holding onto.

You pulled back in disbelief, looking to see if he might be joking. “You have?”

“Yeah, I just couldn’t stop thinking about you after Chenle introduced us,” he began to explain. “As I got to know you more, I knew for sure that you were the girl I wanted.”

Though you appeared calm on the outside, your mind was racing with a whirlwind of questions. Was the man of your dreams really confessing to you? Had you been too pessimistic to see that your feelings weren’t one-sided? And if he’d liked you all along, why had he participated in the kissing booth?

Jaemin seemed to sense the confusion in your silence and spoke up. “I didn’t want to be in the kissing booth,” he said sincerely, “But all the other guys in the student council were doing it and Haechan wouldn’t stop spamming my phone until I agreed. And I wasn’t even sure if you liked me back so I thought-”

His sentence was cut off when you gently covered his mouth with your hand, giving yourself a moment to process everything. “Sunbae…I’ve had a crush on you for so long. But I just assumed it was unrequited.”

He took your hand, vulnerability shining over his eyes. “I like you so much, (Y/n)—  you have no idea. If I had known you felt that way, I never would’ve signed up for the booth. I’m sorry if I upset you.”

“It’s okay,” you said, letting out a shaky laugh. The genuineness in his words was evident, and suddenly the kissing booth felt like a distant memory. 

You took a deep breath, trying to steady your heart for the umpteenth time today. “I just didn’t expect any of this. But I’m glad you feel the same way.”

“Well, that’s a relief,” he smiled, “Because I don’t plan on going back there. From now on, you’re the only one I want to kiss.”

Butterflies fluttered in your stomach, but they were the kind that made your heart overflow with pure happiness. As Jaemin pulled you into another kiss—  true to his word—  you started to realize that maybe, just maybe your quiet dreams weren’t that impossible after all.

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[bonesandchalamet]

the mountains of Colorado- j.elordi

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pairing: jacob elordi x reader

warnings: fluff + short lil ramble!

a/n: it’s not very long just a sweet ramble ☺️

an escape from the media, reality, and the cameras was what he needed. he loves the attention and the fortune that comes with his job, he’s able to take you to such secluded places like where you are now. somewhere in the middle of the mountains in Colorado.

neither of you have any clue of time, phones having died a long time ago, but seeing the sun slowly fade beyond the horizon you figure it’s beginning to get late.

he’s watching the chicken that’s roasting over a fire, while you’re in the trees with a hammock journaling about the nature and peace of the mountains. there’s not a soul for days, just the two of you and animal life.

“it’s ready.” he calls, nearly burning himself from opening the hot tin foil with chicken that’s for char marks from the hot coal. you climbed out of your hammock, making your way over to the camp chairs where he’s seated.

you slip beside him, watching him plate the can of beans, chicken, and potatoes. he’s a good chef, despite his many attempts at burning your kitchen down he knows how to make a good meal in the middle of chaos.

you watch the birds above you two, singing and playing with others, the only sound being them and the crackle of the fire brings peace to his own heart. nature was the best get away, and being able to share this with you was an experience.

never did he ever think he’d wake in the morning being in the middle of a tent; sweet soft kisses being pressed to his face, birds chirping and owls hooting. but he needed this in preparation for the upcoming films and shows, before the chaos erupts once again.

you’d happily travel to any end of the world with him, even if it was in the middle of the mountains of Colorado.

[justjacob-elordi]

they could never make me hate you 😌😌

[owcaunion]

Pnf s5 and 6 bingo but i immediately can cross out perryshmirtz moment not even 2 episodes in

[atrirose]

niki as your personal knight asking for your hand to dance with you in your engagement party in front of your fiancé “you look beautiful when you smile” he would fight the world for you, he thought as he kissed the back of your hand.

[ratatatastic]

[insert obnoxious kissing sounds here]

[music-viber]

Summary: your younger sisters boy best friend had been getting too much attention lately.

kissing booth if the genders were opposite. Pt.1

Warning: smut, mature content, language.

Your sister had a built-in best friend since the day she was born and 1. No, it wasn't you but yes 2. I, was better that way because you could only deal with so much of her for so long so you were glad to share some of the responsibility with somebody. They grew up together and partly with me because I tried to ignore them most of the time anyway but they always found a way to be around me somehow Vincent’s mom had been best friends with your mom since college or something so it made sense

Sports are your specialty which worked in your favor cause guys like girls who play sports especially when they were good at it. You got in a few of fights when you were younger making you gain popularity girls feared you knowing you could beat their asses. You did look out for your sister and her best friend when other girls would try a fast move on you guys. You liked to feel needed and important so you would always help them with bullies when you guys were younger.

You were the popular sister athletic it’s not like it was some big secret, you didn’t need to be nice to get what you wanted you had pretty privilege had it since the you pop out of your mother actually, it was like a super power. P r e t t y p r I v l I d g e something not all people are blessed with. Only time I was ever jealous of my sister was when she had a built in best friend who stuck by her side 24/7 and never got tired of her. So basically since the day she was born maybe? You can’t keep count.

Everyone put up with you tough girl act everyone except vinnie ever since you were kids he had always put you in your place when your out of line you couldn’t lie you didn’t know why you didn’t just ignore him what he tried to but it didn’t think much. People had always liked you but in a I fear her kinda so what you got went through puberty you better believe it wasn’t that way anymore. You tried to know less about Vinnie because 1. He was like a little brother to you and 2. That’s your sisters boy best friend, You didn’t wanna upset her.

School was starting up again soon your about to start senior year. No different from the other schools years but you did have to pick a college soon so that really sucked for you. Leaving home.

As you walked into your house from a workout in your sports bra and gym shorts your a variety soccer player so it was mandatory you keep up your A game. “Leeah, have you seen my soccer ball?” I asked my sister looking at the pair who can never be caught apart. She obviously gave me some snarky remark making Vinnie laugh, I smirked “hey Vincent” I say looking at him. I know he hates being called by his full name, he looks back at me “Yes Noelle?” He knows I hate being called my first name

“When did you get the abs?” I pointed out at them He looked caught off guard as he looked down at them trying to think of something to say. Leeah chimes in “When you were away at soccer camp learning how to be a bigger bitch, it was almost as if he was in human growth hormones or something.” Leeah laughed as you scoffed. Vinnie then covers himself with a towel “Rule number 2? Please.” I tell them I was throwing a party and not to invite any jackasses. Leeah makes another snarky remark as she and Vinnie celebrate it so I throw a ball at her making him fall into the pool and then walking away. Leeah gets out of the pool, “she's such an ass” Lee says looking at Vinnie, “I know.” Vinnie says looking directly at his best friends sisters ass which was quickly shut down by Lee.

The first day of school

as I got there on my motorcycle and started talking to some other girls my sister rolled up with Vinnie. “What the fuck is he wearing” his shirt was way too small for his new muscular body making his buttons left open making his whole chest and stomach exposed. Noelle sat there dumbfounded by his chiseled-like abs then looking away. Noelles sister and vinnie looked confused as to why Vinnie was getting some stares.

“Is he new?” you heard females ask around. You scoffed at their reactions. Then some horny girl grabbed his ass in front of everyone. He made a weird sound then turned to confront the person then saw it was a female. He was helpless he couldn't hit a girl, Leeah knew this and yelled at her attempting to push her then looked like she needed some help of her own so I intervened and punched her to the ground as the principal came out and sent us 3 to the office. “You guys office now.”

Vinnie had ended up asking me why I helped them so obviously I told him “It's like seeing those girls gryi g to get into my little brothers pants, which is super gross.” I continued “ You've also had 0 experience with girls you haven't even had a girlfriend. Opening your shirt like that is asking for it.” I laughed as he took offence. We kinda all git detention after that stunt we pulled this morning

As I watched Vinnie flirt with the girl who had groped him yesterday my eyebrows raised as I look between them. He looks over at me as I mouth the words “what the fuck?” he rolled his eyes and he goes back to passing notes. The teacher doses off then eventually the girl bursts in the room wearing her shirt the same way Vinnie had done that same morning as people laughed and took picture she posed as Vinnie laughed also. I'm definitely have in a chat with her after class.

After detention, I found her “hey.” I said pushing her shoulder “I don't know what you told him but your not going out with Vinnie.” she was confused and scared “if you will I will break your nose, got it?” he nodded and ran off. “Easy.” not as easy as you thought because the next morning Vinnie called you angry “You do realize you're not my mom right?” he stated while on the phone with you. I smiled “You still got a lot to learn kiddo.” he scoffed

Mumbling stuff you ignored “I could just beat you with my shoes right now” be says “she's a player” I tell him “so are you?” he yelled confused.” “and that's why I'm not letting her near you, you'll thank me one day.” Noelle says calmly “stop yelling girls not to talk to me!” Vinnie yells.

Two days later

It was time for my party which was packed with almost everyone even tho I did say invite only. I had occupied myself with the first person to throw themselves at me just to have a make-out session, and that's when Vinnie came up and tapped on Noelle's shoulder. She turns to face whoever tapped her. She stopped kissing the guy for a brief moment. “I haven't seen Lee,” she said as she went back to making out with the guy. Vinnie taps me again as I stop kissing the guy again “What?!” he says something about a kissing booth before the guy I'm missing flicks Vinny's forehead “Lonely nerds are downstairs bro.” I rolled my eyes at the random guy. “ look uh, you should probably leave he's important to my family which kinda means he's important to me.” the guy backed off and left and was sassy about it. Vinnie looks down at me “Sorry I ruined your make-out session.” you smiled “That's fine he tasted like Cheetos anyways.” he ignored the last part. “So kissing booth?” he asked hopeful. “No, go away” and so he did.

Later into the party I saw Vinnie drinking like there was no tomorrow like absolutely downing everything everyone gave him as people cheered him on. As he got up and danced on the pool table. I couldn't like he. Does look better this year and people can tell people he's getting lots of attention. He starts to fan himself “It's hot out here.” he starts to strip as everyone cheers him on. You look at him in disbelief. Then he yells “Let go skinny dipping.” that's when you know he's had too much as everyone jumps into the pool Vinnie stumbles and falls into the grass. Lee looked over at Noelle for help and so she rolled her eyes and helped carry him up the stairs. “I have to go make sure they don't break anything but you git this right?” lee leaves them. “Noelle” Vinnie mumbles as you ignore him as he gets up and walks into your room and crashes on the bed. “Great because I didn't wanna carry him” Noelle whispers as he throws up on his shirt he put back on. Noelle takes his clothes off him and immediately outs it in the washer. “This is so gross”

The next morning

Vinnie woke up groaning from his hangover he opened his eyes and looked around panicked as he checked to see if he slept inside my room. He then checked to see if he was naked which he stuff had his underwear in as he sighed in relief. He watched as Noelle walked in with nothing but a towel as Vinnie stared at her in shock. He looks at him “Oh I didn't mean to wake you just grabbing my clothes.” she said. Vinnie didn't need to ask what happened, he remembered everything. “Noelle I'm so sorry,” he said holding his head. He got out of bed and looked down and realizedtat he was basically naked and tried hiding behind her curtains embarrassed. “Can you pass me those?” he pointed at some baggy shorts on the floor. “Please can I get those” he begged. She just stood there smirking at him ignoring the request.

“Fine,” they both said heading towards the shorts as Vinnie fell into Noelle getting tangled in the fallen-down curtains. She was rolled up on top of him and he was under her complaining about how were stuck. “My arm is stuck” he yelled as they tried to get out of this his arm pushed into her core the he gasped as she moaned “I told you not to stop moving!” she yelled yelled. They untangled themselves from the curtain. Vinnie rushes to put on the shorts and then rushed for the door before he stopped “Do I owe you anything at all” he asked “Just get out dork.” she said panting.

The next day

I was playing carnival games and talking to a few guys when Vinnie came up to me. He spoke “Look I'm desperate, just stop at the booth for a little please? It would mean a lot to me.” he signed. I looked at him crossing my arms“Wow the independent Vincent Cole hacker begging someone else for help?” then he ended up giving me an I care about you so help me kinda talk making me feel bad as he walked away.

The kissing booth starts and it looks like the most successful booth at the carnival after while so I bought a ticket. I stand there thinking I wasted my money on something guys wouldve payed me for. “Wanna cut?” I looked over at some random girl confused as I tilted my head. She then opened her mouth again “like get I front of me and not wait in line?” she said nervously. “Okay.” Noelle cuts in front of her and walked up to the stand. Waiting for the kisser. She sighed and looked towards the curtains to see which guy she would be kissing. Suddenly Vinnie walked out in a blindfold looking confused. He stumbled as I helped him to his stand of the stand. He then nervously tells me his secrets about his lack of relationships and kissing

experiences as everyone else also hears him and laughs at his nervousness. I smirked and rolled my eyes as I looked over at the curtains seeing the guys Laugh at Vinnie until they saw who he was about to kiss and stopped in their tracks. Noelle cut off the geek boy rambling by pulling him down by his collar and kissing him. It went in as people around then gasped and cheered. After a while Vinnie thought, why these people be cheering over just a kiss- he then realized and took off his blindfold and looked at her dumbfounded. She didn't want it to stop so he kissed him again then people had cheered as she looked at Vinnie “okay I'll see you around?” she walked away from the booth and wentnti go flirt with some guys to take her mind off of him.

Later Noelle was on her motorcycle when she spotted Vinnie walking home on the road. The sky was lit by the thunder. “Need a ride?” Vinnie gave her a little look. Noelle rolled her eyes and crossed her arms “Look I care about you and stuff plus my mom would kill me knowing I left you in the cold. He got onto her motorcycle after a while the storm got heavy and they couldn't drive any longer. She led him to a greenhouse-like area where he gave her his jacket. Noelle was looking out through the glass at the rain “We should be fine if we wait.” she said distracted.

Vinnie had walked towards the girl towering over her. He then quickly kissed her and she kissed back. Then he backed up “We can't how would I tell Lee?” he said slowly. “We’ll figure it out” I reassure him pressing my lips into his as he melts into it, he then takes the lead by choking her a little bringing her to moan and catch her breath. She grabbed his shirt and unbuttoned it. As he gasped and pulled away, they stared at each other for a short period of time She looked at him “we don't need to-” she told him he unbuttoned her shirt. As they were both shirtless and making out. Vinnie knew he should've stopped but she felt too good to let go.

"May I?" Vinnie asked, indicating his desire to try something else. Noelle agreed, "We can do whatever you want," she said, grinning at him seductively. He then chokes Noelle gently as his leg nudges between hers, encouraging her to spread her legs for him. She gasped as his knee pressed into her core. Seizing this moment, Vinnie slipped his tongue into her mouth, asserting his dominance.

Noelle knew that her actions with Vinnie were morally questionable. She had no intention of revealing their secret, as it would earn her the label of the worst sister of the year. Yet, Vinnie was so intoxicating that she couldn't resist him. She had known about Vinnie's feelings for her since they were children, but societal rules had always been a barrier. Now, the way Vinnie made her feel had her contemplating a future with him.

She moaned as he tugged on her hair, a side of Vinnie she hadn't expected. "Vincent," she moaned softly. He paused from his activities, "Don't call me that," he replied, looking right at her as lightning illuminated the sky and the rain poured down.

She looked up at him, an innocent challenge in her eyes, "Or what?" As she reached up to touch his face, he grabbed her hand. With a gasp, she found herself turned around to face him, her back pressed against the wall. He was careful not to hurt her. Sweeping her hair aside, he whispered into her ear, "Let's find out."

He used his belt to tie her hands behind her as she was pressed against the wall, he then asked her “Can I remove your clothes?” as she nodded. He scoffed saying “Use your words, princess.” she rolled her eyes “Yes please Vinnie.” as she said this he undressed her and started to rub her heat in a circular motion as she threw her head back and moaned in pleasure as she pushes her ass against him. It wasn't long before Vinnie had also undressed "I want you to pleasure me until I reach my cum."

He teased me with the head of his arousal, causing me to shudder and my breathing to grow unsteady. He lavished attention on me, and then without warning, I felt him enter me. I was pinned and helpless, unable to do anything but accept him. His thickness filled me, causing my back to arch as he held my thigh to steady himself. My cries were quiet, shocked at the intensity of the situation. He paused, savoring my response, his lips peppering gentle kisses on my neck and chin. I tensed when he moved, the sensation overwhelming. As he withdrew slightly, my body reacted instinctively, crying out his name, "Vincent!" "Vinnie," he corrected, but I had no time to process his words as he moved again.

His touch stirred me, his hand moving from my thigh to my rear, adjusting my position. My legs wrapped around him as he quickened his rhythm, each withdrawal and thrust more intense than the last. My cries grew more urgent, the intense pleasure leaving me gasping for air. My body responded to him, my euphoria building. He grunted my name, our bodies slick with sweat. "Vincent!" I called out, but he corrected me once more, "Vinnie."

He repeated, "Say it and I'll let you go." His movements quickened, our bodies collided. My legs shook, but I kept them wrapped around him. I matched his rhythm, eliciting grunts from him. "Vinnie," I whimpered, yearning for him to release my hands so I could draw him closer. He looked into my eyes, the intensity of his gaze holding me captive. He let go of my hands, and the rhythm continued, the intensity only he could create. I clenched my muscles, matching his pace. His hands gripped my waist as he murmured into my lips.

Our bodies moved faster, and our lips parted. His head rested in the crook of my neck while he lifted my lower body and continued to thrust. I cried out, a sensation building that would soon release if he continued. "You like that, baby?" He whispered. I could only respond with a roll of my eyes as he filled me again. He was so deep, I felt him in my stomach. My toes curled, my hands clawed at his back as I tried to steady myself. But neither of us cared. We reached our climax together, and we collapsed on the floor. Breathless, I asked, "Where did you learn that?" He smiled and responded, "Porn." I nodded, understanding his solitary pastime. We sat in silence, trying to comprehend the magnitude of what just happened. I began to giggle, then burst into laughter. Vinnie watched me, chuckling softly. "I'm such a bad sister," I finally said.

"I'm such a bad sister," I admitted, my laughter subsiding into a quiet chuckle. Vinnie, however, continued to chuckle, his eyes filled with truth as he looked at me. "You're not bad, Noelle," he said, his voice soft but firm. His hand found mine, giving it a comforting squeeze. "You're human.

We sat in silence again, the gravity of our actions settling in. But there was no regret, just a strange sense of... peace. Maybe it was wrong. Maybe it was right. But in that moment, we were just Vinnie and Noelle.

And as I looked at Vinnie, his bare chest rising and falling with each breath, I realized that sometimes, it's not about right or wrong. It's about the moments that take your breath away, the moments that make you feel alive. And as I lay there in Vinnie's arms, I felt more alive than I ever had. I closed my eyes, letting the silence of the room envelop us, a serene ending to an unexpected night.

[usakkhae]

São João (a typical festival from Brazil) is coming and I really hope the brazillians do an arraial (don't know how to translate that lol) .

[veryberryjelly]

bookshop and cafe date with jason todd <3

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someone headcanoned that jacob elordi is jason todd and i can't get it out of my head .!!.

models in this moodpboard are not any depiction of s/o, just the aesthetic of the photos

[downtherabbitholewithlucy]

💋KISS MY BIZKIT💋

[tintysun]

♪ What would you do if they never found us out? ♪

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