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just-my-type-x · 2 years ago
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Naked Confessions
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Smut
TW: language, age gap, unprotected sex
A/N: i am well aware there are no mountains close to London, just roll with it haha, i had no idea how to set the scene
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"We should be there in like 2 hours, according to Waze, but we all know how the estimated time works.", Tris speaks on the phone and I get inside the car, turning the ignition on.
"I don't understand why you didn't leave earlier", i hear Brad through the phone and i roll my eyes
"Because some of us attend uni, unlike others, Bradley dropout Simpson", i turn the wheel to the right to exit my driveway and a wave of laughter fills the phone speaker.
"Anyway, you bully", Brad addresses to me and i turn my head to look at Tris who was already looking at me, both of us laughing. "Give us a heads up when you're half an hour away from the villa so we'd get started on the barbecue. We're gonna get the party started till then.", we bye bye Brad and Tris hangs up, taking control of the road trip playlist.
The band agreed on having a fun get-together in the mountains, just them and their closest friends, including me. Tris and i have met when i moved to London for my high school years, where i stay to also finish college. Even tho I'm a bit younger than him, he's always told me how mature i am and how maturely i think. With time we got closer and he trusted me enough to introduce me to the boys. Years later, we're all close like siblings.
"Thank you for waiting for me. You're a real one", i smile while my eyes on the road. He chuckles.
"I wouldn't had let you come by yourself.", he smiles at me and pokes my cheek.
"Stop, you're distracting me", i laugh and check the mirrors before switching lanes. Tris changes the song to the playlist and we start vibing and singing to the lyrics of the songs we always listen to, but never get tired of.
An hour away from the villa, the roads start to get muddy and full of tiny, sharp rocks, to which my low car isn't used to driving on. I sigh as i hit the breaks lightly to not get the wheels into a massive hole in the concrete and i check the cloudy, dark sky.
"You can really tell we're close to the mountains. The sky is horrifying. It's gonna rain a lot", i state and Tris checks out the sky afterwards, nodding.
"Are you ok with driving through rain? I can take the wheel if you want", he offers but i shake my head no.
"No one touches my Mustang. I don't trust you or the others", i chuckle and he rolls his eyes, smirking.
"I love it when you're so possessive", Tristan jokes but, involuntarily, i blush.
"Shut up, I'm trying to keep my tires alive on this road", we both laugh but immediately frown when the car starts shaking left to right on the rocky road. A gust of wind hits the car, throwing towards us a massive wave of sand and dust. We both check out the trees, which bend like crazy and then we look at each other, silence speaking louder than words. "we better hurry then", i shrug my shoulders and press the acceleration, trying to save ourselves from the forming storm. As we pass a few holes on the road, a loud bang is heard, then a bunch of other noises follow. The screen in front of my wheel lights up in red, alarming me i got a flat tire. "You've got to be kidding me"
"Oh my God, no way", Tris says as he lets down the window to check if he can see the tire. I pull on the side of the road, curious other drivers checking on us. "Oh fuck, it's literally sliced", he points to a pocket made in the tire. "Who even told you a Mustang's tires are good for off-road?"
"Tristan, please shut up. This is not off road, this is fucking Waze shortcut. I didn't know these villages had so many undone roads", i massage my forehead. As if it wasn't bad enough already, we both feel raindrops on our exposed arms. "Oh fuck off", i say in vain, as Tris opens the trunk to take the spare tire and the jack.
"We better hurry then. Please help me", Tris gets on the ground, setting up the jack under the car. He starts lifting the car, when the rain starts pouring in gallons. Our clothes get soaked in a matter of seconds and as we hurry to get the part of the car with the flat tire up, the jack snaps in half. None of us says anything, we just sit in silence, looking at the broken jack, the flat tire and contemplating if my car got any more damage when it hit the ground with a loud sound. "Remind me to gift you an SUV?", Tris gets up from the ground, picking up the spare tire, putting it back in the trunk. We get back in the car, soaking the chairs, which gives me the ick and irritates me.
"Let's fucking do something because I'm not staying like this in the car.", i press my forehead on the wheel.
"Calm down for a second, I'm calling a mechanic and maybe we can get a tow truck to take us to the villa and we'll see from there", Tris puts his phone to the ear and i check my phone to see how far we are from our destination. One hour. It couldn't be a good road for one more hour. I check the weather, my mind going crazy when i see the weather warnings, massive storms and lightning storms for the next 12 hours. I close the app and check my WhatsApp massages, distracting myself from Tristan's conversation. I open the group chat and see silly photos and videos of our friends drinking and cooking and what they're cooking is a mystery because that doesn't look like food. A vocal message comes in from James and i listen to it, chuckling.
"Where are youuu, I'm losing control over these animals. I need help asap.", James says, as he's interrupted by Brad and Con screaming loudly to Queen
"You got mud on your face, you big disgrace -". I start typing "got a bit of a problem, we'll get back to you" and hit send. Tristan finishes talking and i turn my whole body to face him. I hug myself, feeling myself freeze in the car. He becomes aware of my shivering and grabs his jacket to put it around my shoulders.
"I got good news and bad news. I'm not gonna ask you the whole shit show about which one you wanna hear first, so: no one can help us today, because the storm is getting worse and no one can get here to even help us fix the tire.", i press my hands on my forehead, feeling a migraine forming,but his hands take mine away to make me look him in the eyes. "The good news is that five minutes away from here, there's a hotel. So we leave the car here, we take our luggages and come back tomorrow morning."
I sigh heavily and look outside the window, the rain looking like I'm at a car wash. We let the others know we can no longer make it tonight and none of them can help because they've been drinking and because of the weather. We take our luggages, i tie the reflective vest somewhere on the car so people wouldn't hit it and we run towards the hotel, barely seeing in front of us.
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"I'm sorry, but we don't have enough rooms because of the storm. Everyone came running here, just like you. We only have one double room, with a king sized bed. Will you take it?", the receptionist checks on her computer and Tris and i exchange some looks before accepting the booking.
We go to our room, immediately taking hot showers one by one and changing into our pjs. I throw myself on the bed, watching Tristan walk around the room, the wind howling at the windows. He's just as agitated as me, but he actually shows it. He bites his fingers, nervously checking his phone.
"What are you expecting to happen?", i ask him when i can no longer watch him spin around the room.
"A miracle?", he jokes and i half smile at him, my eyes falling on my lap, where i nervously play with my fingers. "Hey look at me", he sits at the end of the bed and leans back on his elbows to look at me. I do as instructed and i can barely keep my eyes on his. I shake my head, blushing, looking away. "That's better", he smiles and let's himself fall on the bed, resting one of his hands on my knee because of the lack of space between us. I don't remember getting a crush on Tristan, i just remember always having him by my side and always being a gentleman with me. He was my only friend for a while and i guess, with time, we got inevitably closer and maybe this is how i started getting butterflies whenever i saw him, but i always ignored those growing feelings. Lately it's been so hard to act indifferent around him.
A bright as day lightning strikes right outside our windows, followed by a loud thunder that shakes the building, being woken up from my thoughts. I get off bed and run to the window, checking on my car that i could barely see because of the distance and rain.
"We should've tried to push it here. It would've been safer", i suggest, crossing my arms at my chest
"As mush as i enjoy seeing you wet, breaking my back pushing a car wasn't ever on my bucket list.", Tris holds himself up on his elbows, his smirk not leaving his face, his eyes scanning every part of my body.
"If you enjoy looking at me like this, at least do something about it.", i smirk back, taking him by surprise. His eyes grow wide and a light shade of pink creeps on his cheekbones. I walk slowly towards him, stopping by the end of the bed between his legs, my arms still crossed, pushing my boobs upwards, giving the impression they look bigger. Tristan's eyes follow my exposed chest, the pyjama tank top showing more cleavage than expected.
"No, don't do this to me, y/n..", his words come out almost breathlessly, as he lifts himself up to only sit on his ass. His eyes don't leave mine and i step closer, making his head go all the way back to see my face.
"Do what?", i ask innocently and i bite my lip, spreading my legs side to side of Tristan before getting down to the same level as him, still enough space between our crotches not to touch. He sucks in a breath and grabs me by the waist, gently squeezing the area, taking in a deep breath. He picks me up and moves me to the side, throwing me on the bed as he gets up.
"Don't make me do this", he motions to the bed, alluding to sex. I roll my eyes at him and turn on my belly, taking my phone trying to avoid the embarrassment of the situation.
"You have one night stands all the time, why can't i be one of the lucky girls?", i make a face even if he can't see me. He jumps back on the bed, turning me roughly on my back and pinning my arms above my head, his body on mine, legs on either side of my body and his forehead almost glued to mine.
"For how long have we known each other, y/n?", he asks almost angry. I gulp.
"Enough time, 8 years?", i ask, my eyes moving from his eyes to his lips, while his are fixated on my eyes.
"And how can you believe I'm going to have a one night stand with you? 8 years, y/n, 8 years of friendship and you think i'd ruin everything for one night?"
"Well, I'm glad to see how much you would've enjoyed that time with me. Every word you said was a delight", i ironically say and jiggle my hands. "Now, please let me go"
He let's go of my wrists and gets off me, so i make some distance between us, rubbing my forehead, sighing.
"Fuck, y/n", Tris groans and grabs me by the waist, pulling me over him and he takes my face in his hands, kissing me hard, his lips hot and plump. I rest my hands on his chest as his tongue slips in between my lips and mine matches his tongue's movements. I grip at his tshirt, the material wrinkling, and i pull at it, bringing Tris closer to my body. His hands run over my chest, ribs and belly and grips the hem of my tank top before taking it off me. We both breathe heavily and his eyes scan my exposed chest, a smirk appearing on his face and his eyes looking back into mine, he kisses me again and we take off the rest of our clothes. I get back on top of him and i grind myself on his exposed dick, earning a loud groan from him, his head falling back into the pillows. "Oh my God..", he moans and i smirk at the sight of him all turned on under me. Tris holds me by the hips and slowly moves me back and forth on his lenght, a soft cry escaping my lips. "You're so wet, princess", he moves one of his hands away from my hip and puts it between us, his fingers brushing over my clit. He matches my movements and applies more and more pressure as he circles it with his fingers. I leave out a few moans and hold myself up by resting my hands on his chest.
"oh, fuck, Tris, this feels so good", my voice breaks and he chuckles, lifting himself up. We look into each other's eyes and smile, kissing softly, then more passionately, my fingers running through his hair. He pulls away, kissing down my jaw, neck and chest, cupping my breasts in his big hands to kiss them one by one, slightly biting my nipples. "As much as i love this, i need you really badly and i want you to fuck me", my words take him by surprise and he smiles at me, leaning back on his arms.
"I love it how turned on you are, but we can't fuck tonight", i sigh, disappointed.
"Why not?"
"I didn't bring any condoms with me.", he says and i laugh. "What? Who was i supposed to fuck from our friendgroup?", he laughs as well, his voice getting higher.
"Well, i'm on the pill, is that ok with you?", i bite my bottom lip and lean closer to Tris, my face stopping inches away from his.
"I never thought you could get me this turned on to accept this right away", Tris smiles and he pulls me closer, our lips moving in sync. I take his length in my hand, keeping it still as i lower myself on it, both of us a moaning mess when i slowly take it all in, the pleasure of him stretching my walls being better than i expected. He holds me by my back, our bodies so close that we're actually hugging each other as i move myself up and down on his dick. "You're so wet, princess", his words are muffled, his face in the crook of my neck, my nails digging in his back. I increase the speed, making Tris fall on his back as he gives me access to move more. He switches our positions in the bed and i lay on my back as he holds my legs around his waist, guiding his dick back inside me. He thrusts in me hard and fast, holding himself by the headboard, and with each thrust i feel myself closer to the edge.
"I'm so close, Tris", i moan, holding him by the shoulders
"Fuck, princess, these words sound so good coming out of your mouth", he kisses under my ear and i feel goosebumps all over my body. With a few more thrusts, i become a shaking mess, cuming hard, feeling dizzy. "I'm close, are you sure?", Tris moans, checking in with me one more time. I nod in approval and he swears under his breath, thrusting faster. He cums with a loud groan, biting on my shoulder to keep himself as quiet as possible. He gently pulls out and tells me to stay in place as he comes from the bathroom with a towel to clean me up. We shower and we get back in the bed, under the sheets, him lying on his back and me lying on my side, my head on his chest. "You fucked up with my head from the moment i met you", he confesses with a smile, kissing my forehead.
"You're just saying this, you don't mean it", i chuckle and draw small circles on his chest
"I'm serious. I've had so many dirty thoughts about us, but reality beats it", we both laugh and i get up to kiss him.
"i'm glad to know i wasn't the only one", i whisper and deepen the kiss.
"Please tell me everything you thought about", Tris whispers, our lips barely touching
"How about i show you?", i smirk and kiss down his neck, chest and abdomen, getting under the sheets
"Princess.."
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angeldiarybook · 10 months ago
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Hey yall… send request please 😼
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Mostly for scream 1996 cast,the outsiders and TWD😭but I’ll take any request for these prompts
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autumnscribbles · 1 year ago
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masterlist
hello friends i'm finally making a masterlist!! i left out old imagines that i don't really write for those people anymore but yeah!!
requests always open!!
Love y'all!
Brad Simpson
secret's out
believe me
LA nights
after the show
rooftop
cheap wine
missing you
don't touch her
confessions
betrayal
friends
Colby Brock
lost
begin again
Conrad Fisher
secret
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anitalorimer · 1 year ago
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𝙍𝙀𝘾𝙊𝙉𝘾𝙄𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙎 | 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
summary | from the beginning, everything had been sunshine and rainbows, but now, all hangs on the line. after you and brad get into a heated argument and all is about to break, brad begs for your forgiveness.
pairings | brad simpson x fem!reader
warning | swearing, kissing, angst, fluff, mature themes, arguing
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The room was tense, the air practically crackling with the charged energy of an argument that had escalated far beyond its original point. You and Brad had found yourselves in a heated dispute, your voices raised and words like arrows striking their mark. The once warm and cosy temperature of your shared apartment now felt suffocating, each corner echoing with the remnants of your heated exchange.
The catalyst for the argument was a date that should been etched into Brad's memory: your birthday. Yet, he had forgotten, and the disappointment that washed over you was palpable, turning the day into an emotional battlefield.
"I can't believe you forgot, Brad!" Your voice quivered with a mix of sadness and anger, your eyes glistening with unshed tears.
"I know, and I'm truly sorry," Brad's voice carried a weight of remorse, his expression a reflection of his regret. "It was thoughtless of me."
The argument had spiraled from there, unraveling years of shared memories, trust, and affection. The wounds you both inadvertently tore open during the heat of the dispute ran deep, leaving your relationship hanging in the balance.
Silence descended upon the room, both of you catching your breath, emotions still raw from the intensity of the argument. Brad's initial defensiveness had given way to genuine regret as he gazed at your tear-streaked face, the pain he had caused etched into your features.
"I never meant to hurt you like this," Brad's voice was laced with sadness and self-reproach, his own heartache evident in his eyes. "I messed up, and I can't even begin to express how sorry I am."
You blinked, anger beginning to dissipate as you took in the depth of Brad's remorse. "Why didn't you just tell me if you were preoccupied? We could have made other plans together?"
Brad's shoulders slumped, and he took a cautious step forward, his gaze fixed on your eyes as he reached out, his fingers hovering in the space between you. "I should have communicated better. I let my own negligence overshadow how much you mean to me."
Your expression softened as you listened to Brad's confession. You could see his genuine remorse, a mirror to his own regrets and vulnerabilities.
"I wanted your birthday to be special, and I ended up ruining it," Brad continued, his voice heavy with regret. "I love you more than words could say, Y/N, and I can't imagine my life without you."
Tears welled up in your eyes again, your emotions in turmoil. Taking a tentative step forward, you closed the distance, and Brad enveloped you in a tight embrace.
"I'm sorry too," you whispered, your voice barely audible, the weight of your own mistakes heavy on your conscience.
You held each other in silence, the weight of the argument and the pain gradually giving way to the warmth of your shared embrace. When you finally pulled apart, Brad cupped your tear-streaked face in his hands, his eyes brimming with sincerity.
"Can you find it in your heart to forgive me?" Brad's voice was a plea, his vulnerability laid bare.
You gazed into his eyes, seeing the sincerity and love there, the same love that had woven your lives together. With a shaky breath, you nodded.
"I forgive you, Brad."
Relief washed over Brad's features, and he pulled you into another tight hug, as if afraid to let you go.
From that moment on, you both vowed to communicate better, to treasure each other's emotions and cherish the time you had together. Your love proved unbreakable, even in the face of the darkest moments. As you both worked through your issues, your relationship emerged stronger, a vow to the power of forgiveness and the resilience of two hearts intertwined.
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bradsbabe · 1 year ago
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For You | Brad Simpson pt 2.
Summary | You and Brad have been together for almost a year, you both are happy together. You are even going on tour with Brad and the other boys and you couldn't be more happy, but ever since you got those hate messages from some "fans" you try your hardest to stay happy and not ruin the tour for Brad and the boys.
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pairings | brad simpson x fem reader
warning | kissing, mature themes, arguing
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“Why do you want to leave?” He asked.
“I feel like I made you mad and yeah I know I should have told you about the messages, but I thought if I ignored them and blocked them then they would leave me alone. So I think the best thing to do is go back home.” I said.
Brad sits on the bed quietly, his hands run through his curly hair and I can tell he is still irritated. 
“I'm not mad at you, just upset that you didn't come to me when all of this was happening, I told you I can put a stop to it, but you don't want me to. Why's that?
“Because I don't need you to fight my battles for me.” I blurted out. 
Brad gets up and walks to the door.
“B, I didn't mean it that way.” I said.
“Maybe, we should take a break from each other.” He said walking out of the hotel room.
Tears started to fall down my cheeks and I ran to the bathroom and locked myself in there, at this point I missed my flight, and I don't know what to do now.
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“Hey, is everything okay?” Kirstie asked Brad.
“We kind of had a disagreement, and we are on a break.” Brad said in front of everyone.
Kirstie went to see if y/n was okay, but once she went into the hotel room she noticed that y/n was gone, but her suitcases and everything was still in the room, even her phone. James came into the room to check on y/n as well.
“Where is she?” James asked.
“I don't know, all of her stuff is still here, maybe she went to get fresh air.” Kirstie said.
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I needed fresh air, away from everyone, to think things through. I didn't want it to end up like this Brad breaking up with me, all because I didn't tell him about his fans hating me, for what, I don't know exactly what for. Maybe dating a celebrity was a wrong thing, but I don't see Brad as a celebrity, I see him as a normal, fun, outgoing, down to earth guy, who loves to spend time with family and friends and do normal things. I saw a couple of fans still waiting at the place where the boys are performing at, I guess they have another meet and greet. A few of them noticed me and came walking up to me.
“Aren't you dating Brad?” One of the girls said. I just nod my head.
“We noticed there are a couple of fan pages that have been hating on you, but we just want you to know we love you, and we are sorry people are mean and cruel, and if it's okay can we take a picture with you?” Another girl said.
“Thank you, and of course.” I said.
I talked to them for a few more minutes. I wasn't going in the building, I decided to explore France, which I was supposed to be doing with Brad, but things changed. I saw a cute little café, I went in and ordered a coffee and just sat there enjoying the view.
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Brad's trying to enjoy the meet and greet, but with everything going on he seems more irritated and even some of the fans have noticed. The same group of girls that met with y/n was next in line and they started to talk about y/n, and Brad overheard them talking about the drama between y/n and those fan pages. Brad decided to walk out of the meet and greet, he tried calling y/n, but it went straight to voice-mail. Brad walks back to the hotel hoping that you're still there so he can apologize for what happened. Once he gets in he sees you watching tv.
“I'm sorry, I didn't mean what I said, I was mad at myself for not noticing what was happening, I don't want a break at all, I tried calling you, but I guess you don't want to talk to me. I wouldn't blame you. Brad said.
“I just came back in and my phone is dead, don't be mad at yourself, you didn't know, and I'm sorry for not telling you I just wanted you to have a fun tour, not have to worry about anything. I got you something. I saw this and thought of you.” I said grabbing a small box and handing it to Brad.
He opens it and inside is a small red heart necklace that I thought was cute for Brad. He immediately puts it on and hugs me.
“Thank you, I love it and I love you so fucking much.” Brad said.
He grabs my face gently and kisses me. He pushes me on the bed and gets on top of me. 
“I want you so bad, I need you now.” Brad said in between kisses.
“What are you waiting for then?” I said tugging on his shirt hinting him to take it off.
Before we got any further, there was a knock at the door.
“Just ignore it.” I said as I  unbuttoned his pants.
“Brad, open up.” James yelled.
Brad groans and gets up and button his pants. I fix myself and sit up from the bed. Brad opens the door and James and Kirstie come walking in.
“We were worried about you both, is everything okay.” James asked.
“Yes, we were actually in the middle of a TV show.” Brad lied. 
James looked at the tv and laughed, but before he got to say something Kirstie grabbed him and walked out of the room.
“We'll see you both in the morning.” She said pushing James out and closing the door. 
“Now where were we?” He asked, pushing me against the wall.
I started to unbutton his pants again, he was only in his boxers this time.
“It's your turn.” He said, pulling my shirt off of me.
"Make me yours.", I breathe out and his hands caress the length of my legs, pulling my pants down. He looks me in the eyes as his hands go back to my thighs. He grabs my thong, taking it off.
"You'll be mine after tonight". Brad says as he caresses my legs, pulling them apart gently, he drops to his knees, positioning his head between my legs. My cheeks burn and I gulp when his mouth starts kissing on my inner thighs, All of a sudden he stands up.
“Come on no teasing.” I whined. He picks me up and lightly throws me on the bed.
“There won't be any teasing.” He whispers.
“Wait, do you have a condom?” 
“No, but we should be fine without.” He said.
 He guides himself inside me, little by little like it was our first time. We both moan when it slides all the way in. He slowly slides in and out of me. He moves, as he's hovering over me, his arms on both sides of my head, and he buries his face into my neck, kissing and biting at my sweet spots. 
We end the night together in a relaxing warm bath.
“How about you and I go explore France together tomorrow.” 
“I'd love that.” I said snuggling into him.
Brad's phone rings and he gets up from the tub and wraps a towel around his waist and grabs his phone and answers it. The look on his face tells me it's bad news, I get out and wrap a towel around me and wait until he's done talking to whoever it is.
“What's wrong?” I asked.
“Nothing, just Joe telling me to be on my best behavior tomorrow night.” He said.
“That reminds me, I have to go tell the boys about one of the songs I added in.” He said.
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Brad is walking to Joe's room, and knocks on the door waiting for him to let him in. Once he get in he pace back and forth.
“Could we possibly take it down?” Brad asked.
“Yeah, but it'll take some time to, don't worry we'll take it down, hopefully tomorrow y/n will not see it.” Joe said.
Brad's walking back to the room, once he walks in he sees y/n sound asleep. He covers her and kisses her forehead. Brad walks to Jame's room.
“Is everything okay?” James asked.
“Do you remember that night in Italy at the club?” Brad asked.
“Yeah, why.”
“Well someone sent out the video of me and tris and a group of girls, I don't remember it at all and well to me it looks bad like I cheated on y/n, and if she sees it, she'll break up with me. Joe's trying to take it down before y/n sees it.” Brad said.
“You did nothing wrong, I know it may look like that but y/n will not believe any of it. Trust me she loves you man, and we all know nothing happened during that time.” James said.
“I just hope y/n doesn't see it.” Brad said.
Author: Thank you for all the love on the first part! And I hope you all like this one as well!
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imaginesxthevamps · 2 years ago
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Can you do something about Brad eat out his gf on a lazy, rainy day? something like them lying in bed and watching a movie, Brad starts teasing her by putting his hand in her panties and squeezing her boobs txc
Lazy Sunday | Brad Simpson
Word count: +/- 1.3k
Date: 25/03/2023
Proofread: yes (language and grammar mistakes can still be present)
Warnings: smut (oral sex, f receiving, fingering), swearing
Tags: Brad Simpson, The Vamps, imagine, xreader, smut, fanfiction
A/N: Another smut saturday! I hope you like it! Requests are always welcome :)) ❤
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The rain is clattering down on the bedroom window. Outside the wind is gushing through the trees making them swing in all directions. The cold outside is a big contrast with the warmth inside the bedroom. You’re laying in bed with the covers over you. You’re sitting between Brad’s legs, your back resting against his chest. He is stroking your hair with his fingers which makes you feel relaxed. Your favourite rom-com is playing on the tv. Brad has let you choose the movie and with this weather, you were in the mood to watch a good old rom-com. Brad is trying to pay attention to the movie but it’s not his kind of deal when it comes to movies. All he can do is stare at you and brush through your hair with his fingers. 
‘I’m kinda too hot with the covers around me’, you say and pull them off you. 
You’re wearing one of Brad’s shirts with some sweatpants. Brad looks down on you and he sees the outline of your breasts through the shirt you’re wearing as you’re not wearing a bra. He diverts his eyes back on the tv but his mind is wandering off. His fingers are still stroking your hair but now they go from your hair to your arms. They brush lightly over your skin. You didn’t expect the sudden touch of his fingers on your skin and you get goosebumps. Brad rests his head against yours and kisses your neck slightly.
‘Brad what are you doing?’, you ask laughing. 
‘Distracting you’, he whispers in your ear and he sucks on your earlobe. 
‘I’m trying to watch a movie here’.
He ignores you and his fingers travel from your arms to your shoulders to your neck. With one finger he goes down over your shirt, letting it slip between your clothed breasts. Your breathing is starting to change from the excitement. His finger goes up again until it’s back on your shoulder. Now he rests his hands on your shoulders and starts to massage them. His lips are on your neck again, sucking at the skin. A sigh leaves your mouth. Brad sees that your nipples are getting hard through the shirt out of excitement.
‘Can’t you wait a little while until the movie is over?’, you whisper. 
‘You can concentrate on the movie, let me do the work’, he says. 
Your eyes are concentrated on the tv while you feel Brad’s hands on your body. His hands are caressing the sides of your breasts. He is slightly moving his hands until they are covering your breasts. Gently he starts massaging them, squeezing them a little bit. Suddenly he pinches your nipples through your shirt, making you gasp. With one finger he makes circles on your nipples making them more sensitive with the second. While he is massaging your nipples he continues kissing your neck. 
‘Take your shirt off baby’, he says. 
When you’ve taken your shirt off, Brad throws it across the room.
‘Much better sight’, he says.
While one of Brad’s hands stay on your breast, the other travels down to your belly. His index finger draws circles around your belly button. His hand moves further down as he slips his middle finger under your sweatpants. His finger goes over the skin of your lower belly, touching the fabric of your panties. Slowly you breathe in to control yourself. His actions are painfully slow which makes it hard to concentrate on the movie. His hand moves over your clothed pussy and he starts to slowly rub it through your panties. As he moves down he can feel the wet spot that has formed because of all the touching. 
‘You’re so wet already, do you like what I’m doing?’, he asks you in a husky voice. 
‘Yes, I like it a lot baby’
His hand moves up a little bit as he starts rubbing your clit. A sigh leaves your mouth and you close your eyes. He goes slow at first but picks up the pace. The wet spot in your panties is growing as pleasure radiates through your body. 
‘Can you still concentrate?’, Brad asks as he pushes harder on your clit. 
‘Fuck it Brad’, you say and you turn the tv off. 
Brad moves from underneath you and stands up. He walks until he is at the end of the bed. He grabs your legs and in a sudden move, he pulls you closer until your legs are hanging over the bed. He grabs your pants and panties at the same time and he pulls them down. They end up at the other side of the room just like your shirt. You’re laying in front of him completely naked. Brad sits down on his knees.
‘Spread those legs for me baby’, he says. 
You spread your legs a little wider. Brad places his hands on your thighs as he starts kissing your legs. He sucks on the skin of your inner thigh making you gasp. A red spot forms on that place and he does the same on your other leg. His tongue makes a trail down your leg, teasing you even more. Eventually, his tongue reaches your pussy. First, he slowly licks over your lips but then his tongue disappears between your folds. Your moans are getting louder. Your legs are closing because of the pleasure he gives you but Brad keeps them open by pushing his hands down hard on your thighs. He moves his face from between your legs and hovers over you. He pushes his lips onto yours and kisses you hard. His tongue enters your mouth and you can taste yourself. Brad moves his lips from your mouth to your neck. He starts sucking on your skin. Two of his fingers enter your pussy. He is sliding them in and out fast. Your moans are getting more erratic with every thrust of his fingers. He slips his fingers out of your pussy and stops kissing you. His head goes back between your legs and he starts sucking on your clit.
‘Fuck Bradley’, you moan out.
While he continues sucking your clit, his fingers thrust into you again. Your hands find their way to his hair. You’re grabbing him by his curls. With his hand, you try to push him even closer to your pussy. You feel a knot building up in your lower belly, indicating that you’re close. 
‘Brad, I’m gonna cum’, you moan loudly.
‘Let it go baby, cum for me’, Brad says and continues sucking your clit.
One of your hands is grasping his curls while the other is grasping the sheets. The knot that has been building up in your lower belly explodes as pleasure waves through your body. Your eyes are closed and you try to catch your breath. Brad gives your pussy one last kiss before he stands up. 
‘Fuck Brad, why are you so good at this’
Brad laughs at your comment. He takes your hands and pulls you up so you’re sitting. He crouches down in front of you.
‘I need to take care of you my love’
You smile as you pull at his hands so he falls on you. You smile at him while your hands go through his curls. You connect your lips with his in a passionate kiss, your lips moving in sync with each other. 
‘I think I have to clean myself up, I need a shower’, you say while holding his face.
‘Maybe we should make that a round two?’, Brad teases you. 
‘You’re so eager today Bradley’, you laugh. 
‘It’s not like we have something else to do with this weather'
Brad gets off of you and pulls you with him. He picks you up and you lay your arms around his neck as he carries you to the bathroom…
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charliesangel67 · 6 months ago
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In the process of writing the Theodore Nott headcannons from a while ago bc I didn't save it and I deleted all of it by accident 😔
Anyway, I'm gonna write a fluffy fic but idk who for, pls vote. Thankss 😊
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fallingforel · 2 years ago
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Hi can i request prompts 9, 10, 16 & 20 w Brad Simpson? Could be kinda angsty but also fluff please
A/n I've been so slow recently a lot has been going on but I'm slowly working through requests so here it is and lets get on with the showwww 😅😅😅
prompts 9,10,16 & 20 “I could never leave you behind.”, “Come with me.” “Drop the attitude.” “You don’t seem like yourself tonight.”
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It was a great night, Brad performing to a sold out arena show, with his best mates by his side. It was honestly such a pinch me moment for all of us 20,000 people out there tonight. I had been there for all of it, I didn't mean to give them their break It happened when I was working for EMI I mentioned that my boyfriend had a band one day when he asked what my plans was and said that I was watching my boyfriends band performed, he came that night and then offered them a record deal and it just happened in a whirlwind.
But as I was saying it was a good night...until it wasn't Brad had bought out Sabrina, the one girl I didn't get along with. She made it her mission to break me and Brad up, but it didn't work. However when he was up there with her it hurt me because he seemed so in love with her when they were singing together. Ultimately, I knew it wasn't the truth but I'm a chronic overthinker and it's things like this that send me into overdrive with my overthinking.
Brad didn't know I was here tonight, thinking that I had to work late tonight. So that just made it worse, I was genuinely working late but as I work at his record label and everyone knew I was his girlfriend, Kirstie my bestfriend in the workplace, took over my work so that I could surprise him tonight.
However, I still went backstage to congratulate everyone, I still cared and who was I to turn down a drink with my best mates? They deserved it especially after coming down from a tempestuous high. Alcohol and good music in the green room was the best way to do this, so I went to go find them.
"JAMES!" I shouted spotting the tall blonde boy from a few metres infront of me, "Y/N! what are you doing here? Brad told us you were at work." "well I was. But Kirstie took over my work so that I could be here tonight knowing it was your o2 show tonight. You guys did so good!" I said ending my sentence with a bit more enthusiasm than usual. "Kirstie is so good to you, you'll have to bring her to one of our concerts sometime! I know we'd all love to meet her" "Oh James! She'd love that. Not to mention you two would be perfect for eachother!" "well, that gives you even more reason to bring her round. C'mon drinks are calling our names. May I?" He asks politely making a loop with his arm on his hip. Gesturing for me to link my arm in his, which I nod to.
After just a few twists of the hallway we were at the green room and as soon as I opened the door noticing Brad and Sabrina laughing together, all close as well. But, I was soon distracted by Connor and Tris shouting "Y/N!" at me, followed by both of them wrapping their arms around me. After niceties were made I soon had a vodka cranberry passed to me by Brad, followed by a kiss where he went in for the lips but I turned my head, so it landed on my cheek. Brad clearly upset by it said "Drop the attitude, Y/n. It's not the look you think it is" "yeah it is, especially when I'm pissed off at you" which earnt a few oohs from the other lads in the room which made Brad go off to the balcony where Sabrina fled to when I entered the room.
"Hey Y/n" James said sitting next to me, after watching my face drop when Brad left the room to join Sabrina. "You know you have nothing to worry about right?" "really? Cause you say that...but." I say leaving it up for guesses before being dragged up by Connor to join them in dancing to whatever random song was playing.
After a few songs I had to refill my drink it was a bit too empty for my liking. "What did you mean by what you said earlier?" James asks scaring me because I didn't hear him approaching me due to the loud music that was playing right now. "Nothing that concerns you. You have nothing to worry about Jamesy. Brad and I are fine. Dandy in fact."
"You see. You can't get away with saying that you and Brad are dandy because dandy's your truth hiding word." "Truth hiding word?" "Everyone has one... Tristan's is honestly, Connor's is haha, you know that sarcastic laugh he has?" he asks which earns a nod from me. "Thats his. Brad's is fine. And yours is Dandy." "Whats yours?" "C'mon you seriously don't know? I'm your best mate! surely you know!" "Yeah I do, Its okay. You always say it with a frown on your face. THAT'S yours. I was just testing you Jamesy" I say patting him on the shoulder before walking off to rejoin the party. "That's true, you tricked me! You're trying to change the subject! Don't walk off from me!" "JUST DID MCVEY!" I say while putting my middle finger over my shoulder.
As soon as I rejoined the party (just Tristan and Connor) I felt a force pull me down and my arse hit something soft... which was the sofa, and the force being James "now come on tell me, what's really going on with you and Brad?" "fine but not here...out the room" "okay" is all he says before he's pulling me up from the sofa and pulling me out of the room.
"spill." "Ever since Brad met Sabrina they've always been close, she's tried to break us up, It's clear she feels the same way I feel about him. And what was I supposed to think tonight when she was up there with all you, with Brad singing lovingly, him too. At the one concert I wasn't supposed to be at. How do you think that makes Brad look" "Bad..." is all he replies with realising how it all looks.
"like he's cheating on me, and I know he probably isn't but it's the way it looks James. What else am I supposed to think? How else am I supposed to react? like everything is A-okay between us? I think not... I'm never gonna act that way because I'm not what she is." "Which is what?" "fake blonde and fake as fuck...Now let's get back I need Connor and Tristan to bring my mood back up" which earns a laugh from James before we walk back into the room where Brad and Sabrina had now joined them dancing.
"Y/n!" Brad exclaims before he's pulling me into the dancefloor. which I pull away from and slump on the sofa. James joins them though, switching places with Brad who joins me on the sofa. "You don't seem like yourself tonight, Y/n" Is what he says breaking the ultimate silence between us not the room.
"mmh, wonder why you think when you've only been in the same room as me for all of 5 minutes, before running off with SaBrInA" "Oh come on Y/n I went out for air, And she was helping me set up something" "what for the two of you?" "no for you and I." he says which makes me tilt my head to the side in confusion.
"Come with me, I want to show you something" he takes my hand and pulls me off the sofa still holding my hand before dragging me out to the balcony, where it was set up with a little table with a red gingham print table cloth and red wine on either side, fairy lights keeping the light so we could actually see what was going on. "You did all this for me?" "I kinda knew you'd be here tonight, I asked Kirstie if she could get you away, I knew I needed you to not be near me the whole night so I thought I'd act like I was with Sabrina the whole night and act dumbfounded. I needed to set all this up." I shove his side lightly. "You idiot, I hate you," "You love me." "You're right I do. Unfortunately." "OH come on it's not that unfortunate sweetheart." "Damn! why do you have to be right everytime!" is all I say before wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling in for a kiss on his lips.
We stay like that for a few minutes, before he pulls away. "There is actually a reason I did all this though." Is all he says before he drops down slowly onto one knee and pulls a box out of his pocket.
and I'm saying yes before I even realise how old I am, though I don't think it ever mattered between Brad and I how young we are.
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1 year later
"I understand you have both written vows, Brad if you'd like to say yours to Y/n first?"
"Y/n ever since we were little I always said that I'd be there through everything even if I didn't understand what it meant just hearing our mums say it to eachother meant it must be important, when we got to 11 I didn't realise I was in love with you until you were on your first date with some guys name I don't remember, then at 14 you confessed that you loved me and thought you always had. What you didn't realise was that every night I was secretly praying to whoever was listening up above to make you in love with me too and it happened. Then at 16 you gave me my big break at your internship with EMI and she thought I would leave her behind. But Y/n darling I could never leave you behind. and here we are at 20 together, 6 long years of us being in a relationship. 20 years of friendship and we've been through everything together, And I'm still going to be here together through everything"
"Brad, where do I even begin? Even though I say James is my bestfriend, you are, you always have been, but you've been more than that. At 7, my mum told me that a husband should be your bestfriend someone that doesn't feel like a chore to be with, someone you'd rather spend time with than be away from. And that's exactly what you've been from the very beginning. Even though we're only 20 right now I know we're it for eachother, we'll be both lasts and firsts and I think that's how we're made to be, together or apart I'll love you forever" Is all I say before he's pulling me in for a kiss and dipping me down. Earning a standing ovation from everyone and making the couples kiss. Safe to say, we bought Kirstie and James together, because front row they were kissing for the first time.
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countrymusiclover · 2 years ago
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62 - To Getting Rebekah Back
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Part 63
Gemini Runaway
Tag list ask to be added @icefrye19 @secretdreamlandmentality
Dragging Aurora's limp body into a room of the Mikealson's compound I threw her against the wall while we waited for her to come back. Flipping my hair out of my face I scoffed leaning against the wall. "I don't see why we can't just do a mind dive on her like Klaus did with me when I was still a witch."
Freya began burning some sage in a circle in the middle of the room. "I'm shocked you're thinking about the safer option. A few minutes ago you wanted to kill her."
"Oh please. She's annoying me enough where I still want to kill her." Snapping my gaze downward to her slumping my shoulders. "But she's the only one who knows where Bex is."
She nodded her head seeing that she was waking up. "Took you long enough."
"Oh, are we to play a fun game?" Aurora asked, lifting her head up.
Freya burned some more sage around her. "Actually, yes, and now that my spell has made it so that no one can hear what happens…"
"Cause in case you missed it we're gonna have a lot of fun." Bending my knees I grabbed her chin in my nails flashing my fangs.
Aurora smiled up at me. "Raelyn, how I wish I could adore your flair. I can't forget the fact that you gave him what I couldn't."
"Ohh well I can rub it in your face after you tell us where Bex is." I wined releasing her chin from my hand.
Aurora made a nose looking at Freya now. "Oh, ok, so then what, pray tell, are we doing here?"
"I think I'll leave my sister in law to tell you what's next." She sat the sage down when I rose to my feet.
Crossing my arms over my chest I smirked wickedly at the vampire girl. "You're gonna tell us where to find Rebekah, or we're going to kill you."
Aurora made a disappointing face. "Oh. Hmm."
Raising my hand up I snapped my fingers drawing her up to me holding her by her throat. "Where's my sister in law?"
"Not telling." She snapped.
"Ah sha lana!" I responded where she grabbed her head falling on the ground.
"Still…not…telling." She groaned.
Turning on my heels I launched one hand forward, breaking her legs together at once. "Tenebris lapsus!"
Aurora fell on the ground but she began laughing where Freya stepped up, beginning spells of her own on her. She launched her around the room like a rag doll for hours. Until she landed against the dresser panting. "Uh!...Is that the best you've got?"
"Until I can kill you yes!" Baring my teeth together in frustration I clutched my hands into fists causing some fire in one hand. "Incendia! I'm gonna ask you again... where is Rebekah?"
She smirked, rising to her feet before Freya snapped her fingers causing her entire body to feel pain. "You're quite strong for an infant."
Vamping up to her I punched her across the face. Aurora ran towards me where we went back and forth hitting one another until I slammed her against the wall. “Ah! Uh... Uh... Uh! Ah! Uh! Uh! Ah! Agh! Oh! Rrgh! Ha! Ah! Uh! Huh!”
Freya clutched her hand forward causing the red head to hold her head yelling in pain for a few minutes. “Whoo! Ha ha ha! That actually hurt. Ha ha! Oh, I haven't felt pain since the 1700s... kind of tickles... and for that, I'm gonna make you suffer.”
“No you’re not actually.” I grabbed her by her shoulders siphoning from her.
She winced sharply. “Huh! Agh!”
"How about a werewolf bite, you psychotic, little bitch? Cause I know someone who doesn't have a relationship with you. Motus !" Growling in her ear I released her into the wall.
Aurora smirked where I wanted to snap her neck right then. “By all means if only I can laugh in your face when Nik heals me.”
Freya glanced at my direction growling through her labored breath. “Maybe Klaus would heal you, but I doubt he would heal your brother. Why don't you have your werewolf Hayley bite him instead?”
I smiled at the red head. “Hmm, that’s not a bad thought.”
Aurora threatened, crossing her arms over her chest proudly. “No one should dare harm my brother... Seeing as you're all going to need him if you want your precious Rebekah back.”
Our group was back in the dining room with Lucien clicking his tongue. “Longitude and latitude. Lovely.”
Tristan clinked his galls with his sister. “Well, despite our differences, I believe great strides were made today.”
Aurora smiled. “Hmm.”
Elijah made a threat sitting back down at the table. “Tristan, I can't murder you this very moment, but I could just as easily tear those eyeballs from your skull and feed them to your sister.”
Klaus warns him with me leaning against the armrest of his king chair. “Elijah, these are our guests.”
Aurora said back. “ Nik, it's so sweet of you to defend us.”
“Don’t get too comfortable with the idea!” I warned her by crossing my arms over my chest.
“You know, I doubted my brother's wisdom in bringing us all together today, but he was right. We must confront the harsh realities we all face and make difficult choices... To ensure our collective survival... And I have every confidence that my choice... Will be the right one.” Klaus got to his feet moving behind Tristian suddenly snapping his neck.
Aurora gasps at what he had done when he threatened her sternly. "Were you anyone else, the servants would already be mopping your blood from the floor. If you do not bring my sister home, Tristan will die slowly and in tremendous pain."
Aurora croaked through tears. “You betray me after all your promises of love.”
Nik raised his voice at her getting in her face threatening her to bring her home. “I meant to keep those promises! It was you who shattered them when you took Rebekah! Now I have your brother, a sibling for a sibling. I want Rebekah back.”
Aurora got in his face vamping away. “You will regret this. Huh!”
Freya asked him with me standing by her hip. “After everything today, you just let her go?”
Elijah reassured her. “Aurora should be easy enough to control. We have Tristan now.”
Klaus shifted closer to his vampire flashing his golden wolf eyes into his. “Lucien... You will take me to Camille, and you will surrender the medallion, or you will meet an end so cruel, the devil will weep.”
Stomping around the knocked out vampire I didn't bother wasting time vamping to his place. The elevator door opened quickly where I noticed that Cami was waiting outside holding a daylight ring. “Cami, we have to go now.”
“I took that vampire guy's daylight ring. He can’t get out until dark.” She told me to hold it up.
Taking her hand in I rushed us back to the elevator tapping my foot nervously until the door opened again and I gasped under my breath. "Aurora, shit!"
"Hello again, Raelyn." She smiled wickedly. "You must be Cami."
Cami's heartbeat began to race in our vampire ears. "Raelyn, what do we do?"
"Don't worry. I can take her!" I revealed my fangs and the veins under my fangs to her.
Aurora backed us into a corner when she revealed something from behind her back. In her hands was a stake and a vial of some liquid that I could only assume must be werewolves venom or something. "Oh on the contrary dear girl. You see she won't be getting the upper hand against me this time."
"What the hell are you going to do to me?" I growled shielding Cami with my body. "Leave Cami out of this."
The red head shook her head. "Sorry not an option. You see, I need her for my plan."
"Raelyn - uh!" Cami grunted when Aurora shoved a needle in her body to the floor.
I attempted to vamp at her but she pressed the tip of the stake over my heart. "Ah ah not so fast, darling. You might be a witch but I can still stake you and kill you with this."
"You really are a bitch. Why are you doing this?" I bared my teeth.
She leans forward. "Cause I won't let you keep my lover from me. Now either you come with me willingly or I kill Cami right now."
"Why you little -" I cut myself off when she moved the stake over her human heart in a taunting way. "Huh…fine."
Aurora grinned, dragging the blonde human towards the doorway. "Excellent."
"Dic mihi, hva du vet…" I mumbled praying that she didn't hear me do my mind spell before I followed her through the elevator. "Nik, please find us before Aurora kills me or Cami. We need you."
Comments really appreciated ❤️
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moonpascaltoo · 10 months ago
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MISCELLANEOUS CHARACTERS
╰┈➤18+ none of these stories belong to me! this is a masterlist of all stories i’ve read and reblogged! just thought it would be nice to have them all in one spot! (if your fic is on here and you wish not to be, please let me know!) some will have summaries if provided <3
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HARVEY SPECTER
@targaryenluvs ✎ best life you’d once been apart of the bau team, but after a situation and a falling out with your boyfriend you moved on. what happens when the bau needs your help on a case, which your boyfriend harvey is also assisting on?
@youvebeenlivingfictional ✎ request ✎ bad faith part 2 There were so many resources about Steven Hayward from the last decade—interviews, profiles, filings. In all of them, Steven came off as a self-assured, cocky, pompous asshat, but a decent strategist. Those same profiles had described Mrs. Hayward as the trophy wife, the little woman behind the man, tending to the arrangements for their multi-million, 3,000 square foot penthouse overlooking Central Park. For as much as Harvey had forced himself to forget about her, he couldn’t forget her spirit, her determination, her desire to build a life, not to be handed one. None of the credit was given to her. None of the glory, none of the acknowledgement of what Harvey was certain were her blood, sweat and tears in that man’s holdings.  ✎ secret relationship
@thestarrynightslover ✎ discreet not detached Mike goes to Harvey's apartment to deliver some files only to be proved wrong about his boss being a lonely workaholic.
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JIM HALPERT
@serenefreakgeekao3 ✎ escaping unwanted situations Jim is sent on a business meeting along with a few other prospective candidates for Vice President. When everything begins to spiral out of control, Jim doesn’t know who to turn to next
@chloeangelic ✎ the paper salesman You spot your childhood crush at a birthday party and end up in his room together. 
@floraltypes ✎ a people pleaser jim is known to be likable, so the one person he really has grown to enjoy seemingly not liking him, is very frustrating
@venusjaynie ✎ newbie You're the newest employee, and also happen to be Dwight's sister. Jim doesn't realise how different Dwight and you are at first, but after being desk-mates for a whole day, he gets well-acquainted with you and is pleasantly surprised to learn that you're very different from your brother.
@sporesmoldandfungi ✎ the list
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EGGSY UNWIN
@shieldedreams ✎ a little dream come true eggsy remembers just how he met you–be it chance, be it fate–and remembering it every now and then brings a smile to his face (yours too) ✎ a bit of vodka don’t hurt nobody in which you’re agent tequila’s sister, agent v… who eggsy’s smitten by the first encounter after being shot at with a tranquilizer.
@1-imaginary-girl ✎ i’ll take care of you pt2 You’re driving home from work one night when you accidentally hit someone with your car. When you insist on helping them, you have no idea just who you’re getting involved with.
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EVAN BUCKLEY
@/targaryenluvs ✎ hard times Whilst waiting for his appointment, Evan abstains from sexual encounters. Which is a bit hard whilst simultaneously having a crush on the girl from the coffee shop.
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SOLDIER BOY
@kaleldobrev ✎ a small favor in return Finding out you’re dating Soldier Boy, your graduate school professor asks you for a small favor. When you tell Ben about it he agrees (much to your surprise) but the only way he’ll do it is if you do a small favor for him in return.
@anundyingfidelity ✎ when i wake up, where do you go When Soldier Boy was taken away and Vought faked his death, he dreamt of you non-stop while with the reds. Now, decades later and back in the modern world, he just has one thing in mind: finding you. ✎ affection During a mission, Soldier Boy receives a hug from you unexpectedly. He likes it.
@cainsau ✎ a game of updog Set in S3E7. The car ride to Mindstorm is too quiet for your liking. You decide to spice things up by trying out the updog trick on good ol' Soldier Boy.
@thesilmarillionblog ✎ each man kills the thing he loves Even though you and Soldier Boy had a happy relationship for a year, Butcher and his team deceived him and sent him back to the lab, where he was tortured for decades in Russia. You decide to go there and save him, but things don't go the way you think. 
HOMELANDER
@storiesforallfandoms ✎ the bad room in which a ghost from his past returns when he needs her the most
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RILEY POOLE
@mypoisonedvine ✎ a welcome distraction having a girlfriend who can decode secret messages comes in handy when you're a treasure hunter; and having a clingy, needy treasure hunter boyfriend can be annoying when you're trying to decode something, but you find a way to compromise. ✎ request
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TRISTAN THORN
@fandom-imagines-stories ✎ terrible tradition In preparation for his third child, Tristan begins to worry about his family’s past and the kingdom’s tradition of choosing an heir. You try to ease his mind before the baby comes.
@websterss ✎ the love that was all along what tristan expected to be a normal nightly visit to your bedroom, turns into one of questions and a burning desire to find out what you're keeping from him. There's just one problem, you won't tell him what's wrong.
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COLT SEAVERS
@happy74827 ✎ and…action? In which a minor… stunt caused the meeting of the stuntman himself who always seemed too busy, too focused, and too far away
@luveline ✎ colt comes to your rescue
@gcslingss ✎ stuntdriver!reader because of reasons like a tight schedule and an asshole director, when your stunt goes slightly askew, colt's the only one who comes to your rescue.
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JESS MARIANO
@magewritesstories ✎ motivation Luke doesn’t understand where Jess’s sudden motivation to do well in school is coming from
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ERIC AQPDO
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FITZWILLIAM DARCY
@justsomerandomfanfic ✎ tangled hearts
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MIKE SCHMIDT
@murdrdocs ✎ riding mikes face
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THE OUTSIDERS
@ddejavvu ✎ doctors note - soda pop you stand soda up, accidentally ✎ one-shot - darrel curtis you offer darry some help around the house ✎ pregnant!reader -darrel curtis ✎ request
@anifever ✎ dating darry curtis hc's
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just-my-type-x · 2 years ago
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Unpopular opinion but i think Tris and y/n would be so in love with each other but stupid enough to not say anything and they would drift apart while some animosity grows between the 2 of them
And they'd spend a few months not talking to each other bc they can't stand each other anymore, yet when they spend some more time together, they're back in their feelings. And they end up together
Idk where this came from, i felt the need to say it 😂😂😂
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autumnscribbles · 1 year ago
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friends | b.s
Summary: Y/n and Brad get into a fight, leading Brad to find support from his best friends and band mates.
Word count: 900 ish, a bit on the short side!!
a/n: hello friends!!! back with another brad imagine😎 i’ve been back into the groove lately (sort of) and i’m happy to have another imagine out! feel free to check out my recent conrad fisher one too!! anyway love y’all hope you like it❤️
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“I-I think you should go,” you whispered, the now silent room chilled you. You stared at him, across the room, his eyebrows slightly frowning as he gazed at you.
“Y/n,” he sighed. “It’s fine we just need to sleep and we’ll be alright in the morning.”
“Brad I really don’t want to this time,” you replied. “I think maybe you should stay with one of the boys tonight and we can talk in the morning, okay?”
“If that’s really what you want,” he answered, nodding his head.
He didn’t want to go, it was the last thing he wanted. He ached at the idea of walking out that door. He knew it was what you needed, but he couldn’t shake the fear that you would never let him back in.
The back of his throat stung as he held back his words, wanting to beg you. He knew there was no point. When you made up your mind, you stuck to it. If you needed space, you were going to get it.
“Okay,” he choked out finally. “I’ll go.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow?” you asked.
“Yeah,” he said, a slight curve to the corners of his mouth. It comforted him in a way, knowing you wanted him back.
She just needs space. He told himself. That was all. It wasn’t over, it couldn’t be.
He walked out to his car, the sound of his feet on the pavement echoing in the late night air. The world felt still, asleep. He almost laughed at the irony. Everything being so calm while he felt destroyed.
He let out a heavy sigh as he sat behind the wheel, pulling his phone out as he decided what to text the boys.
Hey lads. Need a place to stay tonight if any of you are available. I’ll explain later x
The rest of the boys answered almost immediately, offering up their places to Brad.
Let’s all meet at Cons! Tristan texted.
Brad nodded to himself, thankfully Connor was the closest to his and your flat. The faster he could get there, the better. He drove in silence, nothing but the hum of the wheels to distract his mind.
He got to Connor’s, seeing everyone else had already arrived as well. Brad couldn’t help but feel a tenderness for his best friends in that moment.
He walked in, knowing Connor’s door would be open, and was greeted by the concerned looks of his friends. They didn’t bombard him with questions, but the questions were swirling in their minds. Tristan passed Brad a glass of red wine, giving him a friendly wink as he raised his own glass.
“We figured you’d need a drink,” he laughed.
“Definitely can’t hurt,” Brad chuckled, taking a small sip as they went to go sit down.
He sat on the couch, letting his tense muscles relax briefly as he leaned back. He shut his eyes, trying to find a way to tell the boys what happened. They all waited patiently, not pushing him.
He loved that about them. Even if he didn’t want to talk about something, they were there for him. Whether he needed to rant or just sit in comfortable silence, they never let him down.
“Y/n and I got into this huge fight,” he finally said. “She asked me to leave for the night. Said she wanted space. I don’t know if that means she’s gonna end things or not.”
“I’m sorry mate,” James muttered, placing a gentle hand on Brad’s shoulder. “Is it a fight you can come back from?”
“I don’t know,” he sighed. “I said some really horrible things, I wish I could take it all back. She probably doesn’t want me anymore.”
“You and Y/n are meant for each other,” Connor added. “I’ve never seen two people more meant for each other probably. We all know her, I don’t think she’d give up on you that easy.”
“You should have seen the way she looked at me when she told me to leave,” Brad said, the back of his throat stinging with the tears threatening to spill. “I don’t know how to forgive myself.”
“Mate we’ve all made mistakes, we’ve all gotten into bad fights with girlfriends,” James comforted. “You guys can and will get through this. I know she loves you, and she probably just wanted to sleep on it, let things cool off.”
“Maybe,” Brad shrugged. “Thanks guys.”
“We’re here for you,” Tris smiled. “I agree with James, I think you guys will work it out once you’re both fresh tomorrow.”
“I really hope so,” Brad sighed. “I can’t lose her.”
“Y/n is a smart girl,” Connor added. “She wouldn’t let you go that easily.”
The boys drank wine and chatted what felt like all night, until eventually their eyes became heavy. Connor set up the guest bedroom for Brad before turning in for the night.
Brad lay on the bed, emptiness lingering beside him. He wished he was in bed with you, where he was supposed to be. He went over everything the boys said; how you were meant to be, how she wouldn’t leave you this way, that she needed space.
He hoped they were right. Even if they weren’t, they still comforted him and made him feel like there was hope.
Hope that he’d walk through that door tomorrow, and you’d be standing there with open arms.
Sometimes all you needed to see it, were your friends.
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awritessomething · 1 year ago
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I have absolutely no ideas for writing whatsoever pleaseplease leave requests!!! Smut, angst, fluff, whatever y’all want I can probably do.
Ill write for these people and probably more that I forgot (all male character x fem!reader) :
Formula 1:
Max Verstappen
Oscar Piastri
Charles Leclerc
Lewis Hamilton
Carlos Sainz
Daniel Riccardo
Mick Schumacher
Franco Colapinto
Liam Lawson
Ollie Bearman
Criminal Minds
Spencer Reid
Aaron Hotchner
Derek Morgan
Marvel:
Bucky Barnes
Tony Stark
Thor
Deadpool
Steve Rogers
Spiderman (Tom Holland, Andrew Garfield, Miguel O'hara)
Harry Osborn (James Franco)
Wolverine (X-Men movies)
Cyclops (X-Men movies)
Charles Xavier (James McAvoy)
Call of Duty
Keegan Russ
Simon "Ghost" Riley
König
Phillip Graves
Kyle "Gaz" Garrick
Star Wars:
Anakin Skywalker
Obi-Wan Kenobi
Kylo Ren
Luke Skywalker
Han Solo
Outer Banks: (pls no spoilers s4 hasnt been watched yet)
JJ Maybank
Rafe Cameron
Topper Thornton
John B. Routledge
Ward Cameron
Harry Potter:
Harry Potter
Cedric Diggory
Draco malfoy
Ron Weasley
Fred Weasley
Blaise Zabini
Regulus Black
Severus Snape
Tom Riddle
Sirius Black
Lorenzo Berkshire
Oliver Wood
The Walking Dead:
Glenn Rhee
Daryl Dixon
Rick Grimes
Carl Grimes
Negan Smith
Sports:
Joao Felix
Jude Bellingham
Brock Purdy
Joe Burrow
Leon Draisaitl
Jack Hughes
Vince Dunn
Mitch Marner
Connor Bedard
Wayne Gretzky (young)
Miscallaneous:
Jack Champion (Ethan Landry)
Patrick Bateman
Batman (Christian Bale)
Johnathan Crane
Finnick Odair
Josh Hutcherson (Peeta Mellark, Mike Schmidt, Sean Anderson, Clapton Davis)
Rodrick Heffley
Tristan Dugray
Dylan O'brien
Bellamy Blake
Patrick Dempsey (Derek Shepherd, Ronald Miller)
Joe Goldberg
Timothee Chalamet (Wonka, Paul Atreides)
Minho (The Maze Runner)
Keanu Reeves (John Wick, Neo, Alex Wyler, Dr. Beckham, Julian Mercer, Ted Logan)
Jim Halpert
Farkas/Vilkas
Ulfric Stormcloak
Miraak
Ben Schnetzer (Max Vandenburg, Brad Land, Russ Sheppard)
Ralph Macchio (Daniel Larusso, Johnny Cade)
Dallas Winston
Sodapop Curtis
Robby Keene
Zuko (atla dallas liu)
Jet (atla sebastian amoruso)
Cillian Murphy (Johnathan crane, jackson rippner, Neil Lewis)
Evan Peters (all ahs characters, Luke cooper)
James Franco (Laird Mayhew, Harry Osborn, all characters)
What I wont do:
Pedophilia
Beastiality or anything animal-y
Waterworks
Male reader (sorry)
Character x character
Threesomes or anything not 1x1
Character x oc
Specific body types (i just don’t see the point)
Daddy/mommy kinks
Incest or stepcest
(I’ll prob have to add on but its midnight rn)
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bradsbabe · 1 year ago
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For You | Brad Simpson pt 1.
Summary | You and Brad have been together for almost a year, you both are happy together. You are even going on tour with Brad and the other boys and you couldn't be more happy, but ever since you got those hate messages from some "fans" you try your hardest to stay happy and not ruin the tour for Brad and the boys.
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pairings | brad simpson x fem reader
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Sometimes dating someone who is known isn't too bad. I have been going out with Bradley Simpson from The Vamps for almost a year now and he is the most amazing person ever, but some of the fans don't like my relationship with Brad. I have been getting tons of dms from a lot of fan pages asking me why haven't Brad broke up with me yet, or you definitely aren't his type, also ones like ew you're so ugly why is he with you. I try to ignore them, but I can't. 
I heard the door open and I quickly ran upstairs to the bedroom to hide for a bit until my face wasn't puffy and red from crying. I swear I try not to let those comments get to me, but I'm me, I'm a bit insecure with myself, and I ask the same question they do. Does he really deserve me, like I'm not no supermodel or I'm not a singer, I'm just normal.
“Y/n, I have a surprise for you, can you come in the kitchen?” Brad said with excitement. 
“Uhm, yeah I will be right down in a min, I'm finishing getting dressed.” I lied to give my puffy red eyes more time to go away.
After a moment went by I headed downstairs to the kitchen and saw a bouquet of my favourite flowers Japanese Cherry Blossom and of course my favourite chocolates. 
“I love them, Thank you, but what's the occasion?” I said, hugging him.
“Well, we are going on tour next week, and I want you to come along with me.” He asked, cupping my face. “And I know how much you want to travel, so here's your chance.
“I'd be happy to.” I said kissing him.
***
“Are you excited!” Kirstie asked. I have known Kirstie way before The Vamps were a thing, when I came to the UK for a school thing I bumped into her and the rest well was history, she even introduced me to The Vamps and well Brad was and is my favourite as you can tell.
“Yeah, and nervous, I hate planes, and knowing we will be on them for this whole tour, makes me think twice.” I said packing my clothes.
“Don't worry we are here with you, I bet Brad will keep you occupied.” She said. 
“Can I tell you something and promise you won't tell Brad a thing, not even the other boys.” I said, she nods her head.
“Well have you ever got hate messages from fans, because this one account keeps messaging me and telling me hateful words.” I showed her the messages and she read them.
“Oh my god, why haven't you told Brad, you know he can put a stop to this, you shouldn't have to worry about things like this.” She said.
“I can't, I don't want him to know that he has some “fans” that do things like this, I just block them when they send me hate messages. Besides, I want him to be happy and stress free during the tour.” I said finishing packing.
“Well if they keep up, you're going to have to tell Brad.” She said getting up to hug me.
“Awe look at the besties.” Brad said, walking in. “Are you two ready, we have to go now.” He continued. We nod and he grabs my suitcase and we head to the Uber. James, Kirstie, Brad and myself are riding together to the airport. Of course I have the middle seat sadly. I felt my phone buzz and it was yet another fan page messaging me. I tried to hide my phone away from Brad so that he wouldn't see what they said. This one is all about how I shouldn't be seen with Brad because I am just a nothing and that I should leave the UK and go back home, and they wish that Brad would go back with his ex girlfriend again. I felt the tears coming and I turned my phone off and I just stayed quiet during the ride to the airport.
“Hey is everything okay?” Brad asked, getting out of the car. 
“Yeah.” I lied, I'm not going to let him know his so called fans are picking on me and have him have a bad tour, I want him to enjoy this tour, even if that means I have to try and not let those fans get to me.
Once we got settled on the plane, I decided to take a nap. I'm so exhausted, and it helps my nerves as well.
“Hey Brad has y/n said anything to you lately?” Kirstie asked.
“No, what about?” Brad asked, concerned.
“About how excited she is going on tour.” Kirstie lied. “Well I should go see if James needs anything. She continued and walked away.
Brad settles down and pulls out his phone and turns it on. He sees so many messages popping up, he notices it was y/n and sees a message pop up from a fan calling her ugly. He opens it and sees multiple messages hating on y/n. He looks beside him and sees you sleeping. He starts blocking all the pages that have messaged you.
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“Okay here we are.” Brad said, opening up the hotel door. 
Brad pulls me in a hug and the smell of his aftershave is amazing that I can just stay in this hug for hours. Brad starts kissing my neck, sucking on the skin. He knows it turns me on.
“Don't we have to meet the guys.” I asked.
“Yeah later, I finally have you all to myself.” He said taking off his shirt, but before we got to do anything else there was a knock on the door. He grunted while putting his shirt back on. I sat on the bed and Brad opened the door and Tristan came walking in.
“We have been waiting for 5 minutes. Are you two ready?” He asked.
“Yeah.” I said standing up walking towards the door. 
“We'll finish that tonight.” Brad whispered. I couldn't help but to smile.
Once we met up with the guys, we headed out to explore France, but before we got out of the hotel there were some fans waiting for the boys. I stayed inside not wanting to be near any of them in case someone might say something about mine and Brad's relationship.
“Where's y/n?” One of the fans said.
Brad walked back in and saw me sitting on the chair.
“Is everything okay?” He asked me.
“Yeah…”
“I know about some of the fans messaging you hateful things.” He blurted out.
“Kirstie told you?” I said.
“No I had your phone thought it was mine and messages came popping up. I'm going to write something to them all to leave you alone.” He said.
“No, don't just leave it alone.” I said.
“What, no I'm going to say something, have you read any of those messages?” He said.
“Yes, I know, but just ignore it. I have been blocking them.” I said.
“How long has this been going on?” He asked.
“A couple of months.” I said.
“What, and when were you going to tell me?” He said, angry.
“After the tour…” I said sadly.
“I didn't want you to worry and get upset, I wanted you to have fun on tour.” I continued. 
“Well I'm not now, come on let's go through the back.” He said.
***
“Why does Brad look irritated?” Kirstie said sitting next to me at the bar.
“He found out about the fans, and is pissed because I didn't tell him when it first started.” I said.
Brad and I haven't talked the whole night, and I decided to leave early. I get that he's upset but not wanting to talk is a different thing. I decided to stay the night with Kirstie and James, give Brad some time alone.
The next day Kirstie and I decided to watch them rehearse. Everyone noticed the difference in Brad, he was having a rough rehearsal.
“I should have just stayed home.” I told Kirstie.
“What, why?” She asked.
“Brad isn't having a fun tour. Everyone knows the difference in him, he was fine before, now he's irritated and in a bad mood, because of me.” I said.
“No, it's those so called fans.” Kirstie said.
“I'm going back to the hotel.” I said walking away.
“Where are you going?” Brad said.
“Back to the hotel room.” I said.
“So now you're going to ignore me?” He asked, getting frustrated.
“I'm not ignoring you, I just think me being here was a mistake.” I blurted out.
“Well if that's what you think then by all means go.” He said.
I didn't say anything, because some fans were coming in to watch the boys rehearse. I looked back at Brad already on stage doing what he does best. Tears started coming down and I saw Kirstie running towards me. She brought me in a hug and I just broke down more. She walked me back to the hotel and helped me pack my things. She tried all she could to stop me from leaving, but I think Brad and I needed some space. I didn't want him to be frustrated while on tour. I want him to have fun and enjoy it, rather than fighting with me over some fans. Kirstie stayed with me until the Uber came to pick me up.
“Are you sure you want to leave, how about stay with James and I.” She said.
“I think it's best if I leave.” I said.
As we walked out the guys were walking down the hall they all looked confused, even Brad.
“Are you leaving?” Brad said.
“Yeah, I think it was a mistake coming, I caused things and I think it's best if I leave, besides I want you all to have fun and enjoy this tour.” I said.
“Can we talk in private?” Brad said, walking me to the room.
Author: hello hope everyone liked this if so ill write more!
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imaginesxthevamps · 2 years ago
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OI OIII
can you do a smut about Brad getting a blowjob and him moaning and gasping???
Adventures on a boring party | Brad Simpson
Word count: +/- 2.1k
Date: 26/03/2023
Proofread: yes (language and grammar mistakes can still be present)
Warnings: smut (oral sex, m receiving), swearing
Tags: Brad Simpson, The Vamps, imagine, x reader, fanfiction, one shot, smut
A/N: Hello hello, I hope you like it :)) Thanks for your requests!!❤
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Brad gets out of his car, locking it up while walking away. The gravel rustles under his shoes as he is walking towards the building. In front of him there is an old but beautiful castle. A red carpet is rolled down the stairs which lead to the front door. He walks up the stairs which are also lit up by torches. A security man asks his identity to which Brad replies with his name. As he enters the building he can hear classical music echoing through the halls of the castle. With a sigh, he enters the ballroom where the event is taking place. He got an invitation from Jaguar, the car company, to this fancy party. Tomorrow there is a race not so far from the castle and they wanted to unite all the biggest car sports fans the evening before. It’s an exclusive party for sponsors, influencers, shareholders and the important people who work in the racing world. It has everything that an exclusive and fancy party should have: fancy food, classical music, and people in suits and fancy dresses. Despite all of it Brad is really not in the mood for such a fancy party although he has no choice. 
Brad takes a glass of champagne from a tray and takes a sip. His eyes are scanning the room to see if he recognises anyone. With another sigh, he tries to mingle with the other people. This is really not his scene so he doesn’t know what to do. Should he talk to people or not? 
‘You’re Brad Simpson right?’, someone taps him on the shoulder.
‘Yes, that’s me’
‘Nice to meet you, I’m Jason, one of the racers’, he introduces himself.
‘Nice to meet you Jason, so are you ready for tomorrow?’
‘Oh yeah I am, I’m also not staying long, I need a good night's sleep’
‘Wish I could say the same’
‘You don’t like these parties?’
‘No, it’s not really my thing but I don’t really have a choice since I’m sponsored’
‘Yeah I get that, just try to enjoy it a little bit, at least try the food, it’s the best part’, Jason laughs. 
‘Maybe I should do that then’
‘I have to go, good luck mate, it was great meeting you’
‘Yeah, you too’
As Jason leaves Brad takes another sip of his glass. Following the guy's advice he makes his way to the table where the food is stalled out. He takes a few things to eat and he needs to admit that the food is not bad. He drinks from his champagne before trying some other things. When his glass is empty he takes another one from a tray. 
Brad turns around and decides to leave the ballroom. He walks down one of the castle halls where it is quiet. A few people smile at him when they walk by. In the distance, he sees a girl who is staring at a painting that’s hanging on a wall. Her silhouette and her long hair look familiar. He steps closer and more of her features become visual. 
‘Y/N?’, he asks surprised.
You turn around and you can’t believe your eyes. You can’t believe that he is standing here in front of you. It’s been years since you’ve seen him. If you remember correctly it’s 5 years ago since you’ve seen each other. Both of you were 22 at the time. You had a fling with Brad, not something really serious. Your relationship back then was more focused on sex and pleasure but you were young. Neither of you had ended things back then, you just grew apart. Brad went on a world tour and you went to study on the other side of the world. The contact was lost. 
‘Brad? What are you doing here’, you ask surprised.
‘I got an invitation for this party, what are you doing here?’
‘My dad works in racing’
‘Yeah that’s right’
You can see that Brad is taking all of you in. His eyes are scanning over your body. He is looking at how your tight black dress is embracing your curves. He bites his lip slightly. You can’t also keep yourself from looking at him. You can see how his shoulders got broader just like his arms and chest. It’s only now that you realise how you’ve missed those chocolate brown curls. You swallow which Brad notices.
‘Maybe we should go back to the party’, you say. 
Brad follows you back to the ballroom. When you enter it you see your dad. He is smiling and coming your way. 
‘Hi Brad! It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you!’, He says and gives Brad a brotherly hug. 
Your father and Brad always got along well. When he was at your house they would laugh and joke the whole evening. If they didn’t talk about cars they would talk about golf as your dad is also a golf fan. Luckily someone starts talking to your dad which gives you the opportunity to pull Brad away from your dad. You’re not really in the mood to listen to a conversation all night that only involves cars and golf. 
‘What are we going to do now?’, Brad asks.
‘Dance?’
‘We’re surely not going to slow dance on this music’, Brad sighs.
‘Oh we are, you've got a better idea?’, you smile and you pull him to the place where a few other couples are slow dancing. 
Brad takes you by the waist to dance. It feels weird to be here with him but it’s more fun than staring at a few paintings. 
‘So, how have you been?’, Brad asks.
‘Good, I finished uni in California and now I’m working for a company in London. How have you been doing?’
‘We’re celebrating the band’s 10-year anniversary this year, it’s been going well
You smile at him not really knowing what to say. He is looking extremely hot and all you can think of his how much fun you two had back then. To be honest it was the best time of your life. Sometimes the two of you would do reckless things like driving around in the middle of the night or exploring places you weren’t really allowed to do that. 
‘I’m bored’, you say.
‘You were the one who wanted to dance’, Brad laughs.
‘What if we go discover this castle?’
‘Are we allowed to?’
‘I don’t know but do we care?’
Brad smiles and both of you leave the ballroom again through the same door. You’re wandering through the halls of the castle. The details of the interior are impressive. You open a door that makes a lot of noise. Brad looks at you with a scared face.
‘Y/N, do you really want people to hear us?’
‘Oh come on Brad, you weren’t so scared when we did this years ago’
Brad sighs as you walk into a big room. You guess it’s a big dining room as there is a long table with chairs. Brad follows you as you inspect the room. You touch a statue and you hear Brad sigh again behind you.
‘Please, you’re going to break something’
To provoke him you sit down on the table and Brad rolls his eyes. He stands before you and you take his hands in yours in an impulsive action. Brad looks surprised but he doesn’t let go of your hands. You pull him closer until he is standing between your legs. 
‘I’ve missed you Bradley’, you say. 
‘I’ve missed you too y/n’
Brad stares into your eyes and you bite your lip. Your fingers are playing with his and you can feel the contrast between his warm fingers and his cold rings. Brad’s eyes never leave yours and it feels like time stands still. It feels like you and Brad are the only people on this world. Brad can’t handle it anymore and pushes his lips onto yours. His warm lips are moving against yours and you can taste the champagne on them. His tongue slips into your mouth and you moan in the kiss. Unaware you pull Brad closer to you and you’re grinding against his crotch. The anticipation is building up as the kiss is getting more heated. You can feel Brad getting hard which turns you on.
‘We should take this to another place’, Brad says out of breath.
‘The guests are staying in the other wing, I have a room there to stay the night’, you say. 
You take Brad’s hand and make your way to the other wing. To go there you have to pass the ballroom again as it is on the other side. The halls on this side of the castle are more restored and the rooms are furnished as hotel rooms. You open the door of your room and walk in. You close the door when both of you are in. You turn around to Brad again and you start kissing him again. Your hand is going over his length which becomes even harder under your touch. 
Gently you push Brad onto the bed so he is sitting at the end of it. You walk towards him and sit on your knees. You unbutton his pants and Brad helps you to get out of his pants and boxers. His dick is hard and almost touches his belly. Slowly your hand moves over his length and you get wet only looking at his dick. Brad is looking at you with his eyes filled with lust and you look at him while you take his cock into your mouth. You start to suck on the tip and Brad closes his eyes. You take it further into your mouth while you go up and down. Brad moans and throws his head back. You try to take his whole dick into your mouth but it’s difficult because of how big he is. You take him out of your mouth again and you pump him with your hand. Pre-cum is coming out of the tip and as soon as you take him back into your mouth you can taste it. 
'Fuck y/n, your lips always feel so good around my dick', Brad moans. 
While you're sucking on Brad's cock, your hand is going up and down at the base of it, giving him extra pleasure. To add to that you start to gently play with his balls with your other hand. Brad gasps from all the pleasure you're giving him. 
Brad looks down on you to see how you're sucking his dick and he loves the view. He loves how your body looks in that tight dress. He loves the way you're being so desperate for him right now. Nobody could ever make him feel this good like you do. 
'How I've missed these lips, take it all in baby', Brad groans and throws his head back again. 
His moans are getting harder. You try to take him as deep as you can. His dick is hitting the back of your throat, almost making you gag. You can feel his dick twitching inside your mouth, indicating he is close. You're going up and down faster. Your tongue is playing with his tip, making him go crazy. One of Brad's hands is gripping your hair while the other is keeping him steady on the bed. 
'Fuck y/n baby, I'm-, fuck', Brad moans out.
Loud groans are leaving Brad's mouth while his hot load is filling your mouth. You get his cock out of your mouth. His cum tastes salty but you swallow it. Brad looks at you and he smiles.
'Babe, this was amazing', he says.
You love the way he calls you babe, he used to do it all the time when you were together. You stand up and sit on his lap while you throw your arms around his neck. 
'Only for you', you say smiling.
Brad kisses you softly this time. A meaningful kiss which tingles on your lips. His lips moving slowly against yours while his hands are on the small of your back. After the kiss you rest your forehead against Brad's. 
'What do we do now?', Brad asks.
'I don't know, I don't-', you can't get out of your words.
'Tell me y/n'
'I don't want to lose you again'
Brad takes your face between his hands and makes you look at him. His eyes aren't dark and filled with lust anymore, now they are the brightest brown looking soft. A small smile is playing on his lips.
'I promise you, you won't lose me again princess', Brad promises.
Gently Brad kisses you again and it feels like your life lights up again. It's only now you realize how much you've missed him all these years.
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mrsarnasdelicious · 1 year ago
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Smut Masterlist
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Solo x Reader
Adam Driver [Bartender AU]
Axel Cluney [1]
Bang Yongguk [1] [2]
Bob Morley
Christian Linke
Jack Gilinsky
Jackson Wang
Jon Snow
Kian Lawley
Kylo Ren
Levi Jones
Luke Hemmings [1/2]
Moon Jongup
Nash Grier
Sam Wilkinson
Shawn Mendes
Son Hyunwoo Don't Talk, Just Kiss
Tristan Evans
Viktor Krum
Multiple x Reader
Shipping
Derek Hale x Isaac Lahey
Nate Maloley x Jacob Whitesides
Jo Halbig x Mäx Schlichter
Shawn Mendes x Christian Linke [II]
Timo Sonnenschein x David Bonk
Bang Yongguk x Jung Daehyung
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