#I KNOW I'm in Los Angeles and it's not the 18th yet

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Happy birthday - Jude Bellingham x reader

Summary: through the years, Jude (a famous football player) and Maia (a famous tik toker) always wish each other a happy birthday on social media A/N: my first smau in honor of jude's birthday! Reader's name is Maia. Also, I wanted to do a little "crossover" with the TikTok world because I'm just missing old days. English is not my first language, sorry if there are grammar mistakes!!!

Inspo: @i-care-4u

2020

judebellingham

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judebellingham happy birthday dear Mama! You are already one step away from 18! But today you turn 17, you are not old yet…. I want to thank you for all the advice you have given me. And I promise you that in the future we will live in Madrid!

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itsmemaia thanks juju, you will always be my best friend!! (did you have to post these pics?)

judebellingham itsmemaia sorry mama. I don't have good pictures of you

itsmemaia judebellingham i hate you

jobebellingham lil sisssss

judebellingham jobebellingham she's my lil sis not yours

user1 isn't that the new TikTok girl?

user4 user1 yeah! she met charli a week ago

user2 Jude's prime is going to be released because of this girl. Save this comment

user3 is Jude's girlfriend?

user5 she's the new girl on the hype house

itsmemaia

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itsmemaia Happy Birthday Juju!!!! I hope that we can celebrate many more birthdays together. I still remember the first day we met, from that day I knew that we would be ass and shit as our parents say.

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judebellingham thank you little one! I'm obviously the ass, and you're the little shit

itsmemaia judebellingham no, you're the shit

jobebellingham that hair.....

judebellingham jobebellingham shut up Jobe

user1 we love jude

user2 friendship goals

2021

judebellingham

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judebellingham Mama, one more year by your side, your long-awaited 18th, I know how much it means to have me by your side although this year it couldn't be, but I swear that I will repay you when I return home. You are the best friend a person could ask for! And yeah, I continue to keep my promise to live in Madrid in the future, but there is someone (and I won't say who) who has moved to Los Angeles, and we are further away.

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itsmemaia juju, you're the most important person in my world, thank you for always being by my side. You know I love Dortmund ;)

judebellingham itsmemaia i'm not going to pay you a trip to come see me in Dortmund, you can pay it with your TikTok money

itsmemaia judebellingham fine, I'll stay with Jobe, he's nicer

jobebellingham itsmemaia thank you!

erlinghaaland gioreyna ready for our birthday post on jude's instagram?

gioreyna erlinghaaland yessss

judebellingham gioreyna erlinghaaland i only do this with her, I don't even do it to my brother

jobebellingham judebellingham true :(

user1 is she the hype house girl?

user2 happy birthday Maia!!! (only the true fans know her)

user3 I wish they could be a couple, they're so cute!!!

itsmemaia

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itsmemaia Juju, even though we are far away, I hope your 18th birthday is the best of all. You are the best friend one can have, and I want to be by your side in every achievement you make. I am so happy to know that you are in a wonderful club. I love you, Juju.

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judebellingham I'm glad that I have you by my side Mama, I love you too. Remember that we'll we always in each other's paths no matter what.

itsmemaia judebellingham that means that i can meet Reus? :)

judebellingham itsmemaia no ;)

larray is he your boyfriend?

itsmemaia larray NO. STOP

larray itsmemaia shut up, you love him

petroutv I think I already know what the next video will be about….. spoiler: your room full of photos of Jude

itsmemaia petroutv DON'T DO IT

user1 i love the fact that they always congratulate each other on their birthday

user2 i hope they date

user3 user2 no, i think she's with vinnie hacker

user4 i want a friendship like this :(

2022

judebellingham

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judebellingham congratulations to the girl who has been putting up with me for so long, I sincerely hope you are happy doing what you do, I am very proud of what you have achieved in such a short time. I just hope you don't forget me, even though we are thousands and thousands of kilometers away. I love you Mama (yeah, the promise of going to Madrid is still there)

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itsmemaia Juju, i love you. You're my favorite person ever <33

user1 i'm glad she left the hype house

user2 these two are going to marry

user3 happy birthday maia!!! all Jude fans love you!

itsmemaia

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itsmemaia Dear Jude, there are no words in this post to thank you for everything you have put up with and loved me. You are the best person I have in my life and I swear that our dream of going to Madrid will come true because you are a very hard-working boy and I know that you will achieve everything you set your mind to.

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judebellingham the best person ever! i miss you Maia!

user1 i swear to god if these two don't start dating i will die

user2 i love how they support each other

user3 next WAG?

2023

judebellingham

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judebellingham Dear Maia, congratulations, you don't know how happy I am to know that I can celebrate another year of your life by my side. I hope you liked the flowers! And I can't wait for you to see some excellent news in the next few weeks.

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itsmemaia the flowers were beautiful Judie, thank you, you're the best! And as always, you will tell me the news the night before…

judebellingham itsmemaia hehe

jobebellingham sister-in-law?

judebellingham jobebellingham shut up!

user1 please tell me that you're both moving to Madrid

user2 everyone loves their friendship

user3 he's so in love. i can tell

user4 WAG?

itsmemaia

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itsmemaia Dear Jude, I cannot express in words everything I feel for you, you are the best friend I can have, and I hope that in all possible universes our paths will always meet. I'm so proud of you, Judie.

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judebellingham you have always been there for me, thank you for everything Maia

larray GIRL HE'S LIKE WINE

itsmemaia larray don't

jobebellingham lil sis-in-law

itsmemaia jobebellingham what?...

judebellingham jobebellingham itsmemaia jobe i swear to god

user1 they're definitely moving together

user2 new WAG at Real Madrid

user3 this is their annual custom

2024

judebellingham

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judebellingham Maia, you're the love of my life, since we were kids I knew that one day we would be together, it has always been you, no one else makes me feel what you make me feel, happy 21 my love I hope we spend our whole lives celebrating our birthdays next to each other. Above all, I am happy to know that I kept my promise to go to Madrid, together, with the club and the woman of my life.

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itsmemaia I love you in every universe Judie.

vinijr vamoooos hermano

realmadrid our golden boy with his biggest trophy

jobebellingham it took you years

user1 I KNEW IT

user2 THE WAG ERA IS COMING

user3 I'M SO HAPPY. MY PARENTS

user4 ugh

itsmemaia

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itsmemaia my champion, your first champions and la liga in the club of our lives, I swear that I have no more pride in my body to see you fulfill all your dreams. I love you, Jude Bellingham, I love you so much it hurts. Our next promise is to stay together until death separates us.

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judebellingham I promise you Maia, forever the ass and the shit

minabonino que lindo Maia!

realmadrid new wag on the ship! welcome, Maia!

user1 In the end, they kept the promise

user2 they're so cute

user3 take him to the moon for us

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They’ll Be Much More Interested In My Wife

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Pairing: Hermione Granger x Fem!Reader

AU: Hollywood film stars hiding their love.

WARNING: SMUT 18+/MINORS DNI

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Third Person P.O.V:

Los Angeles California, 1958

Hermione had moved to the States in 1955, a month after her 18th birthday, She had hugged her mother and father goodbye to pursue a career in the biggest film industry in the world.

She was destined to become a star.

Her soul yearned for it.

The young girl was cast fairly quickly due to her beauty and the seemingly natural talent she had for capturing her emotions onto film.

Hermione did many movies within the last few years, having to mask her accent for most due to the 'all-American girl fantasy' the whole word was stuck on.

Then again, she understood the charm.

She had reluctantly gone on dates with many male stars, all of them being less than fruitful as they talked on and on about their successful movies and Oscar wins.

On one of the days on the set of a 'romantic' war film, she was the lead. Y/n Y/l/n walked in dressed as a secretary, her character's 'roommate'. Whom she was supposed to fight with, in the next scene.

This movie had more secret gay underlining than straight movie buffs would ever realize.

She hoped the future generations would see it and appreciate the risks the writers took.

Y/n is a beautiful woman, always smiling as she read her lines, or laughing at something one of the stagehands said.

Hermione couldn't keep her eyes off her as they waited for everyone to be ready for shooting, their eyes met from time to time as Hermione sat in her chair with her legs crossed, her thumb holding her chin as she blocked her growing smile with her index finger.

This wasn't their first encounter, not even their second, and you could tell from the way they greeted and looked at one another.

It wasn't a surprise that in the time they lived in, openly dating someone of the same sex was a death sentence, with your career and literally.

They had first met a few months into Hermione's first year as an Actress, circling each other like predators.

It was a secret hostility they shared, since Y/n had a few years on her in acting, even though they were the same age, and considered Hermione a threat to her career when it came to the chances of getting leads in movies.

Y/n had been a child star, and Hermione even grew up watching her in the family-friendly movies she saw with her parents.

Hermione found her pretty then, and even more gorgeous now.

She had known of her feelings towards women for many years now, she honestly knew it was the whole reason she detested men.

Yet, she had to keep up the act. No journalist or paper could know how she felt, so if that meant unfulfilling dates and sex, so be it.

They only had a month left with each other until this movie wrapped up for editing, and the male lead, Joesph Cotten was hitting on them relentlessly.

(A/N: actual actor back then btw, but I know him best from Hush Hush Sweet Charlotte...also no idea if he was a lady's man, so consider this satire)

The girls just gave fake giggles and thanked him for his kind words before they were called onto the stage. They took their places and waited for the director to call the scene to action. Y/n sat at a desk while Hermione stood behind a door that led into the area.

"Action!"

Hermione walked into the room and shut the door behind her, Y/n didn't look up as she pretended to sign papers, she then glared at her.

"What are you doing here?" She whispered in her very convincing American accent as Y/n looked up and had a confused look on her face.

"Pardon me?"

"You told me that you were going to stay home today" Hermione states as she walks toward the desk and peeked past her and into the window that had her boss (Joseph) sitting inside talking to an associate.

"I'm a secretary for an important general of the U.S. Army, I can't call off because you told me to Lily" Y/n replied as she stood up and walked over to a filing cabinet, opening it to a slew of blank papers inside.

Hermione loomed next to her and stared at her face in a soft panic, the corner of their eyes saw the camera slowly make its way to capture their emotions.

"Please Mary, go home after lunch." Hermione whispers as she stands closer to capture Y/n's gaze.

This movie wasn't focused on expressions like the others they had been in, instead of close up of their faces to make a statement, it was told through body movement.

Yet, the gazes shared between them told another story, a relationship between a spy and her 'roommate'.

The whole plot was that Hermione's character, Lily Sullivan, is tasked by the United States military to coax a confession out of Scott Willis (Joseph Cotten) as an enemy of the country. When in reality, "Lily" was the one selling secrets to other countries, she was covering her tracks by killing Scott. The man that was hot on her trail.

Yet, she only says goodbye to one person before she goes on the run.

Mary, her 'roommate' for many years.

They end up leaving together.

The studio said it was a friendship built on lies but was still strong after everything. While Hermione and Y/n knew what it really was.

The girls have on-screen chemistry better than most male and female actors, the papers had said it paid off that they were such good friends off-screen.

"If it bothers you that much Lily, I'll go home after lunch. May I ask why with the urgency?" Y/n asks as she shuts the filing cabinet and Hermione freezes as she pretends to think of a reason.

"I'll explain everything to you later, alright?" She replies and Y/n nods with a bit of hesitation, before ultimately verbally agreeing.

"Okay, Lily."

Y/n then walks out of frame, leaving Hermione to act as if she was thinking deeply for a few moments as the camera zooms in closer.

Her eyes just flickered up and down Y/n's body as she stood a few feet away, it took everything in Hermione to not smile and ruin this take.

Y/n didn't smile, but the glint in her eye showed her that she was enjoying their little staring contest.

"Cut! Great job everyone let's take five and do the next scene with Y/n and Joseph, then will do another take of this after!" the director yells as a bell rings for their dismissal.

A few assistants crowded around the girls as they were pulled towards their chairs for any hair or makeup fixes.

It was late into the night, and they were behind schedule due to a broken camera last week. So today everyone was forced to pull an all-nighter and come back the day after next.

Hermione loved an all-night shooting, it happened once in a blue moon, but when it did?

Y/n came home with her.

No paparazzi would be staying out late to catch them holding hands inside her car, where they could hear the giggles as she chased Y/n into her home and kept the lights off.

Where they would worship each other without fear of being caught by unwanted eyes.

Oh, Hermione loved all-nighters.

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When the set was closed and everyone had gone home for the...well it was 3 A.M, so morning. Hermione parked her car behind the studio and waited for Y/n to jump in, the walls were high around the Hollywood set buildings, and even bushes blocked anyone dumb enough to try and climb it for a rare photo.

Hermione loved it when the entire studio was almost vacant, besides the security that watched the gates. They never cared that Y/n had been coming with Hermione to set every morning, or that they left at night together too.

Everyone knew they lived close by, so in their heads, it was just carpooling with a good friend. Of course, the tabloids wouldn't see it that way during all-nighters like this. Where she didn't drop her off at home, or at times where they didn't even make it out of Hermione's garage.

She couldn't keep her hands off her all-American girlfriend, and Y/n couldn't stay away from the British Vixen.

Y/n emerged from the shadows beside the building and quickly slipped into the passenger side of Hermione's 1957 Chevy Bel Air.

"Hello my darling" the Brit whispers as she looks around for any prying eyes, then kisses her cheek softly.

"Hiya doll, did you have as much fun as I did on set?" Y/n asks as Hermione starts the car and drives off to the exit, her hands were aching to touch her like she wants to.

"Very much, but Joseph needs to back off" Hermione mutters as they turn into a small alleyway between two set buildings. The windows were down, the air softly blowing on their faces.

"Awe, still jealous that he grabbed my ass?" Y/n snickered as her girlfriend groaned softly as she thought back on the action from earlier today.

They both knew that if they wanted to get far in this world, they had to let a few hands touch them without objection.

The women could only hold back slaps to the face when this happened, and act as if it didn't bother them.

Of course, when Hermione watched their male lead grab her girlfriend's ass, it took everything in her not to stake her claim in front of everyone.

"I'm not jealous. I'm pissed" Hermione responded as they pulled up to the security guard, who smiled at them as he came up to the passenger side window.

"Get some rest Ms.Granger and Ms.Y/l/n," He says as they smile back at him as he walks towards the gate and opens it for them.

The car crept out into the street and then turned to the start of their way home. Y/n looked out towards the high-end clothing stores, their display windows dim, but you could see the shine the fashion produced.

"I'm still surprised you haven't gone shopping during our lunch breaks," Hermione says as she catches her stare, to which Y/n chuckled in response.

"No time, you know our 'breaks' are only fifteen minutes" Y/n sighed as she looked back at Hermione. They were stopped at a red light, the glow of all the street lights illuminated Hermione's face as they stared at one another.

"I've missed you as of late my love" Hermione whispers as she rests her hand on the space between them, her palm open and ready.

(A/N: this was in the days when there was no center console in between the front seats so you could literally lay someone down in the front and have a grand old time lol)

"We've seen each other almost every day for the last three months" Y/n replied as she slipped her fingers between her girlfriends. Hermione squeezed slightly and hummed in dissatisfaction at her lover's answer.

"I know, but if I had it my way, I'd hug and kiss you after every scene and performance you gave" Hermione whispers as she notices the streets are empty, no cars coming or going, or even a single person walking the lonely sidewalks.

"You just want to find every reason to touch me" Y/n whispers back as Hermione looks around them one last time before through the car in park and unbuckling herself, leaning over their intertwined hands.

"If God told me touching you was a sin, I’d go down to hell with a grin on my face" Hermione states as she kisses Y/n's neck, leaving a bright red lipstick stain in its wake.

A guilty moan slipped past Y/n's lips as her girlfriend happily nipped and kissed her sensitive skin like a hungry mosquito.

"Hermione" Y/n warns as she feels a hand land on her knee and slowly trail under her skirt. Her eyes fluttered closed and snapped open multiple times as she kept watch for any signs of life.

Hermione's fingers traced the lining of Y/n's undergarments, earning another moan as she leaned her head back.

Suddenly Hermione backed away and put the car back in drive, but her hand grasped Y/n's thigh and pulled her close enough to not raise any suspicion.

Y/n looked back up and realized a car was coming up behind them, thankfully the light turned green and they were on their way.

Hermione was now only less than an arm's length away, which worked in her favor as she hooked her fingers around the fabric covering Y/n from the greedy hands of her girlfriend.

"Hermione are you-"

"Shhh, just enjoy our extended ride home" she states as she pulls her garments away enough to slip her hand under it with less resistance.

Hermione kept her nails short, which was unusual for most actresses, but she cared about her Y/n more than nonsensical questions from the media about her defiance of social norms.

If only they knew.

Her fingers slowly circle Y/n's clit as she turned onto a back street neighborhood.

Y/n's legs spread slightly as Hermione trailed down her folds, teasingly slipping the tip of her finger inside her, and then removing it swiftly.

Hermione just chuckled as Y/n moaned softly, and looked at her with pleading eyes as they cruised down the quiet neighborhood.

"Be quiet my love, as much as I want the world to hear how good I make you feel, you have to be quiet" she whispers as trailed back up to her clit and gently pinched it. Y/n hissed and gave a glare to the side of her head, to which her girlfriend chuckled in response as she stared at the road.

The pads of her fingers seemed to apologize for her as she soothed the bundle of nerves with small circular motions.

Hermione slowly halted at the stop sign and let her eyes fall onto her beautiful co-star as she tried to bite her lips from moaning in pleasure.

"Lay your head on my lap" she whispers as she retracts her hand and lets Y/n lay down on her thighs.

Hermione could see her underwear had fallen below her knees, peaking out under the skirt, showing the beautiful purple she was wearing,

The Brit's hand snuck back under the fabric of her skirt in desperation, feeling her fingers begin to coat with her slick as she traced her folds again.

"Please Hermione" Y/n pleads in a hushed voice as she grasps the seat in agony. Hermione cooed in response as she turned onto a long narrow street, finally slipping two fingers into her lover's aching entrance.

A moan got caught in Y/n's throat as her head was thrown back in pleasure, a hand grasping Hermione's shirt so she wouldn't crack the leather of her car.

Hermione stalled her fingers and buried them deep inside of her favorite girl, watching from the corner of her eye as she squirmed under her touch.

"Fucking tease!" Y/n whispers as Hermione curls and separates her digits inside her. A soft chuckle left the woman's throat as she continued her sweet torture.

"But you feel so nice around me, can you blame my passion for you?" Hermione asks as her eyes darted around the road, feeling her cunt quiver around her fingers.

"Are you going to cum just from my motionless hand?" She teases as she curls them again, Y/n's mouth hangs open from the sensation.

"You know, if we had soundproof dressing rooms, I'd fuck you senseless during every break. No matter how short it was." Hermione admits as she begins thrusting her fingers at a slow and calculated pace.

"W-We'd never get anything done" Y/n replies between her groans, to which her girlfriend chuckled again.

"Oh my love, if you weren't so headstrong about acting, I would have moved us out to the middle of nowhere by now, so I can have you like this all the time" she whispers as the car rumbles over a pothole, causing the vibrations to stimulate Y/n for a moment.

"Oh god" She whispers as Hermione's pace speeds up slightly, quiet lewd sounds fill the space. If anyone got close enough to the open windows, they would certainly hear the heavenly noises.

Jazz played from the only lit house on the block, tons of people stood within its walls as the starlights drove by.

"Would you like to host parties if our kind is ever allowed to love freely?" Hermione asks as the curling of her fingers becomes more constant with each thrust.

Y/n tried to respond, but the curve of Hermione's palm began to rub against her clit in delicious circular motions.

"You'd be a cute little host, I'd smile proudly as you greeted our friends and introduced me as your lover" Hermione whispered as they turned onto a street that was a straight shot to their homes.

Y/n's hands grasped Hermione's forearm as the pit of her stomach began to tighten familiarly. It took everything in the woman not to dig her nails into her girlfriend's skin, knowing that the bruises would be hard to cover up with makeup.

"You're going to cum already? I was ready to drive around the block a few times" Hermione hums, but the smug and teasing tone didn't slip past Y/n's fading coherent thoughts.

The Brit quickened her pace, noticing cars she recognized all too well, that were parked around the corner to their homes. Also her hand was starting to cramp at this angle.

Fuck, why are they out here?

Paparazzi are waiting nearby, ready to pounce on the women unprovoked from the open windows. She should stop, and just ask Y/n to, loudly, ask her in for a quick drink in case any cameras were watching them.

But, Hermione was too enamored by the fact that only she could bring Y/n to this state. Feeling her body squeeze and tremble around her fingers was delightfully maddening.

Hermione continued down to Y/n's home, they had maybe less than a minute.

"Cum for me my love, we're almost to your house" Hermione whispered as her palm slapped against her clit in a frantic motion from her thrusting.

Y/n's mouth hung open as she uncontrollably dug her nails into her lover's skin. Oops.

Hermione watched from the corner of her eye as Y/n's legs shook and a generous amount of slick covered her fingers, dripping onto the fabric of Y/n's skirt.

"F-Fuck!" Y/n moaned quietly as her head pressed into her girlfriend's lap, and her back arched from the pleasure. Dots of white poked holes in her vision as she stared at the ceiling of the car.

"I think some of our 'friends' are waiting for us." Hermione commented as she reluctantly pulled away her hand and sucked them clean. So she wouldn't ruin her steering wheel...obviously.

Y/n didn't even give herself time to recompose, slipping her underwear back around her hips and sitting back up. Even after a quick session in the car, Y/n still looked as if she had just come out of makeup.

A bright red lipstick stain shined through the dark.

"Don't forget my signature on your neck" Hermione chuckled as Y/n quickly rubbed away the stain, not wanting to take any chances with the journalists.

Hermione had been right, when the headlights hit the tree line when she was turning into Y/n's driveway, two photographers were waiting for a chance at a picture of Y/n or herself bringing home a costar.

Technically it would be true, but they would just say that they two shared drinks after a long day on set. Oh to be so naïve.

The girls acted as if they didn't see them, instead as Y/n got out of the car, she asked her 'friend' in for a cocktail and to talk about some...unfinished business.

Hermione accepted and shut off her car, locking it behind her as she got out. They could hear the clicking of cameras as they walked to the front door. It took everything in the English woman to flip them off.

They slipped into the house with ease, Hermione watched Y/n lock the door and flip on the living area light. She signaled her to follow, and they instead went upstairs and stepped into her bedroom.

It was pitch black, but Hermione knew this room better than her own, so she easily made her way onto the bed.

Somewhere in the darkness, she could feel Y/n's eyes on her, Hermione then felt a hand start from her calf and trail up to between her thighs.

Goosebumps were left in its wake.

"Let me return the favor, won't you Granger?"

[lost-in-the-80s]

1982

Pairing: Axl Rose x fem!reader

Words: 3,348k

Summary: Coming from Colorado, Y/N decides to give a ride to a handsome ginger on the way, but she never thought that her life would change completely after that. (smut + angst)

A/N: I’m back!! Sort of, but I’m back!!

This is a late birthday gift to @fluff-moo … I hope you like it!

Axl will be going by the name of William here. This is a horror fic about Serial Killers, if you’re not comfortable with this topic, this might not be the right fic for you.

Warnings: Mature content, swearing, murder, description of corpses and murder scenes, oral sex (female receiving), chocking.

It was the spring of 1982, the snow started to melt on mountains and the sun started to shine bright again. Small yellow and white flowers started to cover the grass but the cold wind remained there in the early mornings, almost as a reminder that the winter hadn’t gone completely.

Y/N was a young and smart woman, coming from a big and poor family from Colorado, she always dreamed of having more. She wanted to go to Los Angeles, she wanted to become one of those actresses she saw on TV every night.

And as the years passed by, the more unsatisfied she got with her simple job as a waitress at the local coffee shop. She needed fresh air, she wanted to know how the beach smelt like and wanted to feel the sunsetting against her skin before it disappeared behind the ocean.

So when her 18th birthday arrived, she gathered all the money she had managed to save during her life, working as a babysitter, a waitress and sometimes helping younger kids with their homework.

She said goodbye to her family, goodbye to her hometown, goodbye to the cold yet beautiful mountains and goodbye to her past life.

She entered the car, an old pickup truck from the 50s, which she got from her grandfather after he passed away, and packing all her stuff in the back part, she started the engine and drove away, never looking back by the rearview mirror, not wanting to take the risk of changing her mind.

The thirteen-hour drive between Aspen and Los Angeles, started pretty well, Y/N had some Lynyrd Skynyrd tapes that made her company during most part of the way, along with a bunch of sandwiches her mom had made for her.

The original plan was to arrive in L.A around 8 in the night, but when 5 in the afternoon arrived she was still in Nevada, a car accident in the middle of the way having caused her to spend 4 hours on a main road, making her change her plans.

She could have kept driving, but decided against it, the sun was starting to set and she didn’t exactly trust herself to drive during the night, especially on unknown roads. She decided to drive until she found a motel, staying for the night and then continuing in the morning, once she would be fully rested.

Y/N drove for almost half an hour, no sign of civilization in the way, the sun was starting to set and the road seemed to get bigger with each minute she spent on the road.

That’s when she saw him. His long hair reflecting the sun, that now was almost the same shade of orange. He was wearing a pair of ripped jeans, and a brown leather jacket, his clothes were shabby, and it reminded her of how her brothers used to dress before she and her older brothers started working to help around the house.

His thumb was still up as countless cars passed by him, not even reducing their speed when passing by.

Y/N didn’t know why, but she decided to go against all her principles, to go against all her dad’s instructions, she decided to give him a ride.

Slowing down, she stopped beside him, her heart missing a beat when she saw how handsome he was, he smiled at her, and for a second she forgot why she had stopped the car in the first place.

“Hey.” His voice reached her ears, making her smile back.

“Hi.”

They stared at each other for a few seconds.

“Where are you going?” She asked.

“California.” The ginger answered, adjusting his brown suitcase on his back.

“So am I. I'm going to Los Angeles”

His smile got bigger.

“But it’s getting late, and I don’t want to keep on driving for much more time, I’m actually looking for a motel to spend the night.”

“Oh, yeah, sure. It’s not safe for a girl as cute as you to be driving during the night.”

She felt her cheeks growing red as she put her hair behind her ear.

“I can get you a ride to a motel if you want, then if you’re patient enough, we can go together to California tomorrow.”

“Sounds like a plan.” He grinned at her.

“Good, come in then.”

She watched his silhouette through the rearview mirror as he walked behind the truck, placing his bag on the back part before plopping on the seat beside her.

“Hi, I’m Willian Rose.” He extended his hand for her to shake.

“Hi! I’m Y/N Y/L/N.” She shook his hand smiling.

“That’s a beautiful name, Y/N.”

Her smile got wider as she drove the car back to the road again.

“So… where are you coming from?” She asked, looking for a brief second at him before looking back to the road.

“Ohio, born and raised there.” He rested his arm on the window. “You?”

“Colorado. Born and raised too.”

He nodded.

“Do you mind?” He took a pack of cigarettes from his jacket’s pockets.

“No.” She smiled softly.

He lit up a cigarette, taking a long drag from it and then blowing it out.

“So, what’s a pretty thing like you gonna do in L.A?”

“I… It’s nothing.” She suddenly felt embarrassed by saying she wanted to be an actress, afraid that he’d judge her or think that she was too innocent for believing that it could happen.

“Come on,” He nudged her. “It can’t be that bad.”

“Well, hum… I want to be an actress, you know? Work in movies and stuff.”

“That’s nice, you surely look like one.” He smirked at her.

“Thanks.” She said in almost a whisper as her cheeks grew hot again.

“What about you? What makes you go to L.A?”

He rested his other arm on top of the seat, looking ahead as he answered. “Variety.”

“Variety?” She frowned.

“Yeah.”

“Like, new experiences? Is that what you mean?”

“Something like that.” He grinned.

Not too long after that, they managed to find a motel, a vacancy sign shining in yellow as she parked in front of it.

Each one got their separate rooms, but they agreed on meeting in his room one hour later to have dinner together and discuss tomorrow’s plans for the trip.

So here she was, after taking a shower and applying her perfume twice, she knocked on his door, her black dress flying a little as the wind passed by her. She hoped inside that her dress would be enough to call his attention, but not enough to make him realize that she wanted to call his attention.

“Hey, come in. They just delivered the food.” He said smiling.

William had taken shower too, his hair was still wet in some parts and his previous clothes were replaced by a pair of black jeans and a white tank top.

She awkwardly stepped into the room, seeing two plates of spaghetti on a table nearby the back window. His room was a mess already, his clothes sprawled on the floor, a notebook laying in his bed and the beige area rug was now dirty because of his dirty boots.

“Madam.”

She giggled a little as she saw him pulling one of the chairs for her to sit. They soon started eating and they started talking again.

“I never asked where you are going in California.”

He cleaned his mouth with the back part of his hand before answering. “San Francisco.”

She nodded. “San Francisco is cool.”

“Yeah.”

There was a minute of awkward silence before she started talking again.

“I was thinking we could leave tomorrow around eight in the morning. What do you think?”

“Eight sounds good to me.” He smiled briefly.

They went back to their food, but Axl’s mind started rushing, he stopped eating, looking at the way her lips moved, the way her eyes shone when she looked at him and the way her delicate hands held the fork.

“You said you’re from Colorado, which place?”

“Aspen.” She smiled. “It’s a very small town.”

He nodded slowly.

“Is it just you there, or you have family?”

She drank from her coke before replying. “No, I actually have a big family. Six siblings and both my parents.”

“Are you the oldest?”

“No, I have two older brothers. They are amazing.”

He didn’t say anything, as he observed the love that sparkled in her eyes.

“What about you? Big family?”

“No, we're just four.”

“Nice!”

The minutes after that passed by so quickly that she couldn’t even put her finger on what made their make out session start. Will had his hands on her ass as he walked around the room, guiding her towards the bed. Their kiss was fervent and their mouths fitted so well that they looked like magnets, attracting each other in a way that they didn’t seem to be able to pull apart.

Her legs touched the mattress and she allowed herself to lay on it, their kiss breaking for a breath second before Willian’s tongue invaded her mouth again. He started kissing her neck, making sure to leave a mark there.

He helped her remove her clothes, kissing every inch of her skin that was revealed to him. He kissed her ankles and followed his way up until he found her core, kissing its folds gently before he found her clit, applying pressure on it with his tongue, he felt his dick twitch when he heard a small moan. It was the most delicate and beautiful sound he had heard and it became his mission to hear that over and over again.

Getting up, he quickly removed his clothes. Using the tip of his member to collect some of her juices, he entered her slowly, biting his bottom lip to hold a moan. He noticed by her tightness and the small amount of blood that came out that it was her first time.

The thought of being the first man to touch her like that, to enter her body in such a delicious way, to feel every part of her made his member throb in excitement, but he used all his self control that night, making sure to go extra caring with her, kissing every inch of her skin and holding her close as he whispered how pretty she was, taking him so well.

After a few minutes, he started to go faster, louder moans leaving her lips as she felt the pain being replaced by pure pleasure as he filled her entirely. His member hitting her g spot with precision and strength, making a loud moan leave her lips.

"Fuck." He groaned, moving one of his hands to her neck, choking her as animalistic growls left his throat.

The action scared her at first. They were supposed to make love, so why was he suffocating her like that? She thought that was a weird thing to be done in such a moment, but when his other hand found her clit massaging it, pleasure took hold of all her senses, and she simply stopped caring about the fact that she could hardly breath.

“Oh my god!” She moaned.

"Cum to me, princess." He whispered in her ear, biting her earlobe.

The words making her walls start to clench around him, causing an animalistic growl to leave his throat.

"I know you're close, Y/N, cum to me." He groaned, quickening his pace even more.

her legs giving up as an orgasm hit her.

—

So now, sitting on the chair, admiring the sweetest creature he had met as he held a polaroid of her in his hands he simply couldn’t decide what to do with her.

She looked so peaceful when sleeping, and he wondered if she’d be in that much peace around him, if she knew who he really was.

The truth behind William’s plan of going to San Francisco, was for no other reason than to distract the cops who had been tracking him down ever since Indiana, he’s real home state.

Of course that when he sinned for the first time, he didn’t think he’d do it again. It was like a drug, you knew it wasn’t right, you knew it wasn’t good for you, but you simply can’t help yourself from growing addicted. And as soon as you allow yourself to do it twice, you can’t stop yourself from doing it again, and again.

The cops weren’t the only ones he was leaving behind, a huge pile of bodies was laying in many places all the way from Lafayette to Nevada, where Y/N tragically had found him.

The truth was that behind that charming smile, and those strong hands, laid the blood of tons of girls he had murdered in the past year.

He could still remember his first one, he knew her from church, she was there every Sunday, always smiling with her brown hair and blue eyes. She was a hypocrite, just like all the others that came after her. They pretended to be kind and innocent, when inside they were filthy and corrupted.

He remembered how his hands tightened around her neck until she lost consciousness, how her eyes changed with despair and how she desperately tried to get rid of him. She was the first one of many, and the only difference among her and the others was that she hadn’t been planned.

Unlike the others, William didn’t predict this, the desire to feel the life leaving her body came out of nowhere when they were making out in his car, a car that he abandoned in the middle of the road to avoid being recognized.

It wasn’t the first time he felt like that, but it was the first time he gave in, he gave in to everything considered to me human, or logical, or right, he just wanted to feel that, and for the first time, he allowed himself to feel it.

He could still recall how pleasure and proudness fought against remorse and sadness after he committed his crime, and how they ended up winning. And how he cried outside his car, parked in front of a forest as he squatted on the floor and thought about what he had done.

But in the end, the mad part of him won, and he got up, carrying her body further deep inside the forest and laying her there, hoping that the animals would take care of her from then on.

They didn’t.

She was found two weeks later, and four weeks after that, the whole city knew that it had been him.

So he got all his stuff, running away from Lafayette, ditching rides from city to city, and killing when he felt like it.

A year had passed after that, and he never denied him the pleasure of committing his sins again, never until he met her.

He didn’t know why, if it was her sweet personality, or because for the first time, she truly was innocent and kind, but everytime he thought about seeing her dead body, he couldn’t feel that usual excitement or delight, instead all he could feel was an unfamiliar weight on his chest and an urge to think on something else.

“What have you done to yourself, huh?” He gently caressed her hair. “Trusting, among all the people, on the devil himself.”

Maybe he could let her go, get the damn ride to San Francisco and pretend she never crossed his way before, burn that polaroid and allow her to be happy. She had a family right? They surely would miss her.

“You’re a good girl, Y/N. So good that you’re even fucking up with my mind.” He chuckled slightly, before kissing her head, and laying in bed, bringing her closer and allowing himself to go to sleep.

---

The sun arrived with the morning, and a small touch against his chest made William start to open his eyes.

The once blurred form of a girl, soon became clear as glass and Y/N’s face appeared. She was sitting in bed, running the tip of her fingers on his chest, her warm touch making him smile as his heart got warmer too.

“Hey.” She said smiling.

“Hey.” His hoarse voice made her bite her bottom lip as she leaned down, pecking his lips.

“Good morning.” She whispered as she moved to her previous position.

“Morning, doll.” He sat up straight in the bed, checking the time on the nightstand clock.

“Are you hungry?”

“Like hell.” He yawned.

“I’m gonna ask them to bring something for us then.” She got up, and he smiled when he saw she was wearing his t-shirt.

“Sounds good.” He looked at her for a second. “You do that while I take a shower, okay?”

She nodded, smiling as his naked form left the bed, entering the bathroom and closing the door behind him.

It didn’t take much for Y/N to realize that William liked long showers, since an old lady came ten minutes later with their food and the newspaper, and he still hadn’t turned the water off.

With not much to do, she started reading it, skipping all the parts she considered boring or unuseful to her. She was about to do the same thing with the criminal part when a picture caught her attention.

On the upper part of the left page there was a man in a black and white picture, his hair was long and straight as his face was familiar enough for her to stop breathing for a second. It was William.

She dared herself to read the article, her eyes scanning every word in the fastest pace she found.

“Wanted by the FBI

WILLIAM BAILEY

Description:

Born on Feb 6th, 1962, Lafayette, Indiana. Height: 5’8 to 6’. Weight: from 165 to 187 pounds. Hair: ginger, shoulder length. Eyes: green bluish. Nationality: American.

Criminal Record:

Bailey has been convincted of aggravated kidnapping and murder of at least 12 women in the past 11 months.”

Her heart skipped a beat as she found it difficult to breathe. She looked around, finding his notebook on the floor.

She dropped herself on the floor, opening the notebook only to be greeted by polaroids of tons of women, her faces smiling, talking, just like the polaroid he took of her the night before while they were having dinner, accompanied by a polaroid of their dead bodies, covered in blood and bruises and their lifeless eyes stared at her.

A tear fell from her eyes as she quickly turned the pages. There were many more than twelve girls, and with every single face she saw, the harder her hands trembled. However the worst part was an empty page around the middle of the notebook, her name was laying on top of it, along with a big question mark beside it.

“What does it mean?” She murmured.

“It means I wasn’t sure if I’d do that to you.”

Her eyes widened as she dropped the notebook on the floor, she got up quickly, turning around to find him resting against the bathroom’s door, a towel wrapped around his hips.

“You-you’re not from Ohio, are you?”

“No.” He walked towards the bed, picking up his suitcase and opening it.

“Nor-nor is your name Rose?”

“You’re making progress.” He stated without looking at her.

He started removing things from the suitcase, first a small piece of rope, then a knife, until he finally placed a small hammer on the bed.

Her heart started racing 10 times faster, as she started walking backwards, stopping abruptly when her back hit the wall.

“Oh, Y/N… why did you have to do this? We could be going to California now, and none of this would have to happen.” He said, picking up the hammer.

“William, no, please.” Tears were leaving her face involuntarily as she begged for her life. “I won’t tell anyone, I swear, I-I won’t.”

“Don’t worry, doll. I know you won’t.”

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