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Shallow

Pool Boy! Eren Jaeger x AFAB Reader

Word Count: 4.9k

Warnings: Not SFW, Public-ish Sex, Fingering, Penetration, Minor Cum Play,

Summary: You were spoiled beyond belief, getting anything and everything you wanted at the snap of your fingers. So when the pool boy your family hired for the summer showed no interest in joining the extensive list of things readily at your disposal, well that just wouldn’t do.

A/N: Idk I just wanted to write this fun little fantasy lol

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If You Ever Want To Be In Love

I know I’m on a small hiatus and no this doesn’t mean I’m fully back but I’ve been obsessed with this song lately and although I’m not happy with Justin, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss him or miss writing about him so during a very long car ride, I made this. It’s rushed and probably has a shit ton of errors but I don’t care lmao. This one shot is vaguely based on the song by James Bay (x) Hope you guys enjoy it

-xoxo

You smiled as you walked into the beautiful reception hall, your all white pumps clicking against the linoleum tiled floor. You held on tightly to your clutch and looked around, trying to spot your best friend and bride to be among the huge crowd filled with tons of friends and family. The banquet hall screamed happiness and a part of you felt guilty for even showing up without being one percent happy for the lucky couple.

As your eyes landed on the groom you could feel your heart tighten, your eyes stinging with the tears and as you begun to look away you could hear your best friend call your name, “Y/N!!” she shouted across the hall.

You plastered a huge smile on your face and waved as you watched her sashay her way through the crowd, her bright white dress contrasting against her dark brown skin, her natural hair now straightened for the first time in a long time. It was shocking not seeing her with her 4b hair in a twist out. She looked absolutely gorgeous and you couldn’t help but be happy for her. You’ve never seen her this happy before and although it hurt, you were happy for her. You wished for nothing but her happiness.

You let out a small ‘oof’ as her body collided with yours, her arms immediately wrapping around your neck. She smelled of perfume, cake and a hint of alcohol, which wasn’t surprising given this was her rehearsal dinner.

“I’m so happy you made it!” She squealed pulling away slightly.

You chuckled, “I’m the maid of honor, it’d be a problem if I didn’t show up”

She nodded and grabbed your hand before dragging you back to the crowd to where she previously stood with her husband to be, “That’s true but given your history with Damien, I wasn’t sure—” you heard her gasp, her grip tightening around your hand as her words registered in her head. She stopped shortly and turned, guilt filling her eyes as she met yours, “Sorry – I didn’t mean – I just…. I was worried you wouldn’t approve because – because….” She trailed off, her eyes finding the floor.

You could tell how much your approval meant to her and her happiness meant everything to you. Even if it meant lying…you’d do anything for her. Plastering that same smile back on your face, you gave her hand a small squeeze, “Please, don’t even worry about it. I’m over him totally and completely. If that’s what you’re worried about then don’t. It’s okay.”

She watched your face, trying to detect to see if you were lying. You knew she wouldn’t figure it out, you’d gotten pretty good at lying about your feelings over the past seven months since what was suppose to be your engagement turned into your boyfriend of three years, confessing his love to your best friend and asking her to marrying him instead.

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in case y’all wanted an update on want I look like and how I’m doing lol

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writing playlist: on

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Pt 2 for catch me if you can? Your works amazing!

Thank you! And I’m trying to get it up as soon as I can

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I LOVE YOUR NEW IMAGINE pls do more, you're an awesome writer and I'm quickly drying up the well of Noah imagines

thank you!! And giiiiiirl I was too! I went from having plenty to barely having any imagines to read so now I’m gonna write my own lmaoooo

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BITTTTTTCH. Catch me if you can is so damn good 🤭

LMAOOOOO thanks babe! 💛

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Catch Me If You Can

Noah Centineo x Reader

Notes: HOOOOOOOOLY SHIT LMAO GUESS WHO WROTE AN IMAGINE AGAIN LMAO! But I don’t know how many words this is and I’m rusty as fuck so don’t judge me. The reader is black because like...that’s what I do lmao if you don’t like it oops 

Noah watched from VIP, his arms dangling over the bannister as his friends sat behind him drinking the night away, chatting away and having a good time. He would join them but he had something more important to do that night. He narrowed his eyes as he scoped every curly haired girl in the club, but then shook his head because you could’ve switched up your hair in the past 3 hours since he’s seen you. You were the type to play any and every play possible to win a bet, but Noah was determined to win this bet.

“You think I’d be easy to find?” You questioned, smirking slightly over your red solo cup. You currently sat on the kitchen counter top inside your shared apartment with your best friend. She’d recently met a guy at a coffee shop and hit it off nicely so now him and his extremely attractive friend were hanging out in your kitchen as you made cupcakes at 2am. The boy -- Noah -- grinned and swiped his finger through the cake batter before popping it into his mouth, your eyes watching as he sucked it clean and quickly blinked away.

Smirking watching your reaction, “A girl that looks like you? I’d find you in a heartbeat.”

Your best friend raised her eyebrow, a playful smile on her lips, “Care to make a bet?”  she interjected.

Your head immediately snapped to hers knowing where she was going with this. You’d never been one to turn down a dare. Always up for a challenge, always up to win. Noah looked at you questioningly, “I’m down...if you are” he let the question linger in the air. Your best friend grinned amused, already knowing the answer and waiting to watch everything unfold before her.

You nodded, “Then we’ll make this simple,” you said nonchalantly, ignoring the hammering in your chest and the small butterflies in your stomach as you felt his intense stare. You’d just met the man and already he had you imagining those same eyes positioned between your legs as he watched you come undone..

“So what’s the bet?”

You blinked and cleared your throat slightly, “All of us go out...to a club or something -- I don’t care, you can pick but I don’t ride with you guys. I’ll come separately and if you can find me before the clock strikes 3am you win. If not....” you trailed off shrugging.

Noah grinned suddenly excited, “Okay and how do I know you’ll actually show up? Not to be that guy but i barely know you, Y/N you could lie to win.”  He knew you wouldn’t but he really liked teasing you. Your face was an open book for your emotions and each one was different than the last. He loved watching you react to every little thing, it was the most adorable and entertaining thing for him.

Noah watched your face scrunch in disgust but you nodded anyway, “Okay, then the two of us,” you signaled to you and your best friend, “will arrive together, she’ll come to find you guys to confirm that I’m in fact there and all thats left is for you to find me...think you can handle it?” you challenged, a small playful smirk playing on your lips.

Noah nodded in agreement, a smirk of his own playing on his lips, “And what do I get when I when?” He stated confidently, causing you to roll your eyes.

“If,” you corrected, rolling your eyes. There was no way you were losing, “What do you want?” You questioned, taking another sip of your drink.

“You” He stated, his eyes never leaving yours. You choked on your drink, dropping the red solo cup in the process.

“Excuse me?” you coughed, watching him for any sign that he was joking. There was none. He was completely serious as he watched you, his eyes burning as if challenging you to oppose what he’d put out on the table. You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand before wiping it on your shorts. You nodded slowly, “Okay...” you whispered, creating every single pair of eyes in the kitchen to stare at you in surprise.

Your best friend grinned, “Oh man, this is going to be interesting.”

“Noah!”

Noah’s head turned in the direction his name was being called only to see your best friend running up to VIP. Jack quickly stood up and met her half way as the two of them walked towards the balcony where Noah stood. She smiled and nodded down to the crowd, “She’s here. Think you can find her?”

Noah nodded and smirked, “I know I can.”

She smirked, “She doesn’t look the same when she goes out...almost like she transforms. The girl you think you’re looking for isn’t the one that’s down there.” She set her hands up in a surrender position, that devious smirk never leaving her lips. She enjoyed this, so so so very much. “That’s all the advice I can give you. Good luck.”

Noah snorted and thanked her before turning back to the crowd. It’d already been hard to make out anyone with all the movement and dancing. He’d remembered your curls and how they’d sat on top of your head so that’s what he’d kept an eye out for, but now he was told that you might not be what he’s looking for.

He couldn’t understand how your best friend’s advice was helpful. All she did was make his search even harder and he was already losing time. Noah looked down at his apple watch, the time reading 2:30. Groaning, he lifted his head and continued his search. Noah looked through the club absolutely packed with people, trying to remember every single one of your features and looking for similarities in the people down there only to come up short. No one was standing out, everyone was blending in and he was starting to lose hope.

Until he watched a figure expertly weaving through the crowd, dancing with a few people here and there, smiling and gently turning down guys. Her hair was bone straight down her back, a few frizzy pieces sticking up from the heat here and there, her mustard colored satin dress a beautiful contrast against her beautiful brown skin, the material clinging deliciously to every curve on her body. She looked exquisite and so different that Noah didn’t even recognize her. Matter of fact, if in that moment she hadn’t stopped dead center of the crowd and met his eyes, he would’ve thought she was someone else.

Upon meeting his eyes, she immediately looked away and continued moving through the crowd. Noah swore under his breath and took off down the stairs to general area. He stood on his toes, squinting his eyes as he tried his hardest to spot your dress. 

There’s no way she just up and left.... 

This had to be cheating right? Groaning, Noah did a full 360 straining his eyes with each scan until they landed on you. You’d already been staring at him since he descended the stairs and couldn’t help but smile, your heart fluttering slightly at how hard he was searching for you. He really wanted to win this bet. 

But then again, so did you. 

You watched as Noah began shoving his way through the crowd to get to you, his eyes never leaving yours. He struggled a bit as most people pushed back, clearly annoyed but he refused to stop. You checked your phone for the time and saw it was already 2:55. Smirking you tapped your wrist to signal the time. Noah briefly let his eyes trail to his watch before he looked back up, just in time to catch you slip out the side door. 

Swearing, Noah picked up his pace as he shoved even harder. He stumbled out the door and saw you leaning on the opposite brick wall of the alleyway. 

You smirked at his flustered form, “Hey.” 

Noah quickly looked at his watch. 2:59. Without wasting anymore time, Noah quickly walked over to you and slid his left arm around your waist, his hand landing on your butt before pulling you close and crushing his lips to yours. You responded immediately, wasting no time as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, moaning softly as you melted into him. His lips were soft and warm as he kissed you with everything he had. You dropped a hand and knotted your fingers into the fabric of his gray t-shirt. You licked his mouth until his lips parted, using that as an entryway to enter your tongue in his mouth. His lips closing on top of your bottom lip, before he slid his tongue inside your mouth. Tilting his head, his tongue grazed against hers as his right hand slid to cup her face. 

You had trouble breaking the kiss, but did and pulled away trying your hardest to catch your breath. Noah pressed his forehead against yours, his breath mingling with yours. You slowly opened your eyes simply to find Noah was already staring at you, his beautiful brown eyes filled with hunger and adoration. 

“Caught you,” He breathed, triumphantly, “and after seeing you in this dress...” He chewed on his bottom lip as his eyes lazily roamed over your body, lingering on your now swollen lips before landing back on your eyes, “I want my prize. I want you.” 

You felt your center throb at his words and bit down on your lip to suppress your whimper. 

“Then take me...” 

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oh i got a surprise for y’all.....especially if you were here for my imagine days lmaooooooooo 

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Next time you buy a book, from a bookstore or online, remember you’re paying for it, whether you enjoy it or not.

Next time you read fanfic, remember you’re viewing it for free. You will likely enjoy it more than the book you’ve purchased, yet you won’t rave about it to family and friends because it’s not as accepted as discussing the New York Times best seller everyone else read.

So that author receives your cash and word of mouth but the fanfic writer you follow just sits around and waits for you to like, read quietly, then unlike without a comment, critique etc. And that’s understandable. Fanfic is widely available. But that fanfic writer is waiting, just like the best selling author, to know if you liked it without the option of compensation, a follow up book offer or the adulation.

Be kind. Offer your fanfic writer 30 seconds to squeal or be constructive and fair. It’s worth more than the cash the best selling author receives and I guarantee you, the fanfic writer will be a bigger fan of yours than the best selling author ever could.

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wow what a time

Remember this 🌚🌚

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WHEN I TELL YOU I WOULD MARRY THIS BOY IN A FUUUUUCKING HEARTBEAT

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THISSSS THIS IS THE VIDEO I WAS TALKING ABOUT

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I Wanna Know - Noah Centineo Imagine

blurb: for all my curly/kinky haired guuuuuurls. You and Noah have been together for a year and you’ve just moved in together. It’s been a week and the day you’ve been dreading all week has come around.

Wash Day.

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