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roommate!gaz snooping through your closet (he swears he was just looking for his hoodie, knowing damn well you haven't dared to take any one of his) and he finds a little box. a very pretty mint green box with a lace bow. it sparks his curiosity and he opens it.

imagine his utter surprise upon seeing letters upon letters upon letters addressed to all the boys you've ever had a crush on. all dating back to when you were at least eleven years old. and the four most recent letters? with the names-

John Price.

Simon Riley.

Johnny MacTavish.

and finally... the final letter. the longest and most decorated, even.

his eyes widen. cheeks blazing warmly. a slow smile stretching across his lips.

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick <3 <3 <3

the fact that you wrote his nickname too and added little hearts at the end tells him all he needs to know.

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Alejandra Oviedo

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IM SO OBSESSED WITH YOUR EX. I KNOW SHES BEEN ASLEEP ON MY SIDE OF YOUR BED AND I CAN FEEL IT ALL

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fighting the urge to say thank you for talking to me

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Bonnie on the Side

I was listening to sad girl by Lana del Rey and the worms in my brain conjured this up :] soap x gn!reader, angst, drabble

The clock on the nightstand blinked 2:47 AM, the red glow cutting through the dark like an accusation. You sat curled up on the windowsill, knees pulled to your chest, staring at the empty street below. The city felt wrong tonight—too quiet, too still, like even the shadows had grown tired of waiting for answers.

Johnny was on the edge of the bed, lacing his boots. His movements were slow, deliberate, as if he could stretch time just by refusing to meet your eyes. The silence between you was the loudest it had ever been, charged with everything left unsaid.

You broke first. “Does she know where you are?”

He stilled, just for a moment, before he turned his head to glance at you over his shoulder. His face was unreadable, the perfect mask of a man who had lived his life slipping between lies and truths. “She don't ask anymore,” he said quietly, like that made it better.

The weight of his words landed like a punch to the gut.

You dropped your gaze back to the street, the ache in your chest deepening. “And me?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. ���What am I supposed to do when you leave?”

Johnny sighed, low and rough, the sound scraping against your already raw nerves. “Ye know what this is, lass,” he said, like it was supposed to explain anything. “What it’s always been.”

Your jaw tightened as anger bubbled beneath your skin. Not the fiery kind, but the slow, aching burn of something breaking deep inside. “Yeah, I know what this is,” you shot back. “I just don’t know why the hell I keep letting it happen.”

That got his attention. He stood, crossing the room in a few steps, the same intensity in his movements that always left you breathless and furious in equal measure. His hands cupped your face, warm and calloused, tilting your head up so you couldn’t avoid his gaze.

“It’s not easy,” he said, his voice low and rough with emotion he never let himself show. “If it were, I’d never leave ye. I’d stay. Every bloody night, I’d stay.”

You wanted to believe him. God, you wanted to believe him so badly it hurt. But the truth was there in his eyes, a dark fire that couldn’t be ignored. He wouldn’t stay. He never stayed.

“You have a choice, Johnny,” you said, your voice trembling with the effort to hold yourself together.

He shook his head, that bitter, broken smile tugging at his lips. “Not the kind ye think. I’ve got people dependin’ on me. Promises I cannae break.”

“Her,” you spat, the bitterness cutting through your words like glass.

“Aye,” he said, the admission slicing through the room. He didn’t flinch, didn’t even try to defend himself. He just stood there, letting the weight of the truth settle between you like a ghost.

Your chest ached, a deep, hollow kind of pain that felt like it might never go away. “Then why do you keep coming back?”

He turned from you, staring out the window into the empty night. For a long moment, he said nothing, the silence stretching so thin it felt like it might shatter.

Finally, he spoke, his voice softer than you’d ever heard it. "'Cause when ah'm here... Feels like I can breathe again.”

The raw honesty of it nearly undid you. You swallowed hard, your throat tight with unshed tears. “Johnny…” you started, but the words caught, choking on everything you couldn’t bring yourself to say.

He turned back to you and held your face in his hands. And his eyes—God, his eyes—were like fire and ruin. “I don’t deserve ye,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “But I’ll keep coming back, 'cause I cannae stay away from ye. No matter how much I should.”

His hands fell away, and the absence of his touch left you cold. He stepped back, one hand lingering on the doorframe as if he might turn around, might change his mind. But he didn’t.

You stayed silent, because what could you say to that? How could you stop a man who was already halfway gone?

The door clicked shut, and the room was quiet again. Too quiet. You stayed by the window, staring out into the nothingness, wondering how long it would take before the sound of his voice stopped echoing in your heart.

And when he came back—because he always did—you knew you’d let him in again. Even if it destroyed you.

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Ceo!Price and his protege Gaz who you, much to Price's chagrin, vastly prefer the company of. Mostly because he actually lets you get your work done and doesn't submit bloated expense reports in the vain hope that you'll go confront him about it and not just submit the reports to accounting and let them yell at him.

Gaz is nice. Gaz is charming. Gaz doesn't stare at your tits even when you're wearing a turtleneck, and he certainly doesn't treat you like you're only around for eye candy. Gaz thanks you for the hard work you do and you're not afraid to tell your boss that with a huff when he grumbles for the thousandth time about how he'd rather have "something else" for lunch.

Mr. Price does not care for that snide remark. He does, in fact, threaten to put you over his knee if you'd like "something to complain about."

You take your complaint straight to HR for the billionth time. They don't even let you in the door.

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Protege!Gaz taking CEO!Price's assistant to dinner after a long week, plying you with the magic words: "this company would fall apart without you." Commiserating with you about Price, letting you talk his ear off about his mentor. You're so used to the way Price eyes your chest that you miss the way Gaz's eyes linger on your ass every time you get up to grab a drink, or the fact that he isn't really joining in on your trashing Price, or the fact that his compliments are just shy of polite...

You don't miss the way he smiles when he snaps a picture of you to send to Price, or the way he coos that you looked "so pretty leaned over the bar" he just couldn't help it. And don't worry about all those nasty things you said about Price, it'll be just between the two of you(and the recording on his phone, "accidentally" sent to Price in the morning so he can choke his cock to the way you spit his name).

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share playlists pls!!!!

okay so it's not super up to date because it's. November, but this is my annual everything playlist!

also i have no idea what playlists i have public on my profile but have fun and explore ^^

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wait actually. would people be interested in a heavy playlist? because I do enjoy hardcore and alt rock/metal music (currently listening to bad omens lmao) in amongst my sabrina and chappell

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Backing off from someone because you think they don’t like you only to find out they were reserved around you because they like you so much. Porcupine dilemma self fulfilling prophecy etc etc

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DID YOU GET WHAT YOU CAME HERE FOR DID YOU COME TO START A WAR THIS GA-A-A-AME WILL KILL YOU IN YOUR SLEEP

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im begging you all to use "keep reading" breaks in your fics. PLEASE

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Why do I get the feeling that even if you turn away from him while kissing soap would just stick his tongue in your ear :(((

oh he sooooo does that. even during sex, instead of moaning in your ear like any other sane human being, he's tonguing it.

might even get a bit of pleasure from your discomfort and will rake his blunt nails over the coarse gooseflesh on your arms too.

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NSFW

House husband hybrids!! House husband hybrids!!

Puppy hybrid house husband that’s always waiting at the door, tail wagging like crazy for you to get home. He tackled you the second you walk in, covering you in slobbery kisses and telling you how much he missed his love! Of course his cock is poking out, red and bobbing with need. He’ll jump your leg and whine about how happy he is that you’re home!

Bee hybrid house husband that keeps the home spotless, is always running around doing something. Whether that be baking, cleaning, or patching up some of your clothes, he has stuff to do! And you’re one of those things. He pumps his fingers in and out of you to help you destress after a long day, making your pleasure his mission~

Cat hybrid house husband curled up by the window, soaking in the warmth of the sun and purring softly as you snuggle up with him. Dinner is in the oven, and you get to pamper your pretty kitty while you wait. Hell suckle at your clit, kneading you belly sleepily as you take his cock into your mouth. A comfy, sleepy 69 with your loving husband~

Cow/Bull hybrid house husband that has a hearty breakfast ready for you in the morning, pumping his cock to give you fresh, tasty milk to drink! Of course you much prefer taking it from the source, letting his tip press into your mouth as you look up at him, eager for his cum.

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ugh soap coming home needy and cumming in his pants while kissing you before his boots are even off

he tastes of that battery acid energy drink the guys always have on hand at work and leaves the corners of your mouth slick with spit 😌