#and also when I saw him after graduating again he immediately wanted to hug me and I was too dumb to realize what was happening fkdkkckfv

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In a different world I definitely fucked one of my former professors/now friend

[spookykoolkat]

kinktober | your woman - e.m.

kinktober day four - taped

pairing: eddie munson x plus size!reader

wc: 5.48k

summary: your little friends with benefits deal with eddie was more than you first intended. when eddie asks you if you'd be okay if he recorded the next time you guys hooked up, you were all in. but, you didn't think he'd end up with his phone camera recording himself asking you to be his girl. especially not in a guest room at robin's annual halloween party.

warnings: 18+ ONLY!, minors are never welcomed. jealous!reader, making a sex tape, fingering, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, raw penetration (p in v), *wrap it up fr tho.*, pet names, eddie being eddie

reblogs, comments and likes are so very much appreciated i hope everyone is enjoying this!

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EDDIE WAS ALWAYS INSATIABLE. in every way, of course. everything he wanted, he begged for. at least from you. 

it wasn't like you two were a thing officially, it started in high school when the two of you were graduating. he came up to you at a party, being eddie's usual self and flirting with you. though you weren’t receptive at first, it didn’t mean you never would be. 

so he kept trying, even after high school the fall after you two graduated, he found you at another party. neither of you went to college, but had mutual friends in college. so, that night you went to meet up with robin, he cornered you. 

and also that night, started a year long relationship that had no title, no expectations. and even though you weren’t sleeping with anyone else, and he wasn’t sleeping with anyone else, you had a territorial problem. 

so when eddie brought the subject up for the first time, you were all in. he didn’t even have to beg you, he just asked and you told him he could any time. truthfully, you’d do anything he wanted to do. 

he wanted to make a tape with you, but in general wanted to record you while he fucked you. 

“do you think, i don’t know, would you be okay if i recorded you during sex?” he asked, abashedly. eddie didn’t know if he even had the right to ask. he didn’t even know what the two of you really were. 

“you want to record me while you fuck me?” you asked, making sure that this is what you were hearing. 

“i do.” he smiled, nervously and excitedly when he noticed you didn’t immediately shut it down. 

“okay.” you smiled. he just swallowed, smiling and leaned over to kiss you. 

it’d been a week since then, and when eddie finally saw you again it was the night of robin’s infamous halloween party she threw every year. the concept of recording you taking him in every way had been plaguing his mine, but tried to act completely normal at the same time. 

which he managed. but he couldn’t stop thinking about it. 

to get into robin’s party, you had to wear a costume and of course eddie was excited about this. you on the other hand were a little dreadful. 

“is this a kids party or what?” you mumbled as you adjusted your costume. 

you chose to go as carrie. a long pink rose silk dress covered your body and hugged your curves softly, of course drenched in fake blood from head to toe with a prom queen crown sitting on your head. eddie had the pleasure of watching you douse yourself in said blood not even a few minutes ago, right after you pulled the pretty dress over your full figure.

of course you forgot to mention that when you weren’t wearing a bra that night and just so happened to step out just in your panties to get ready, he had to be peeled off of you just so you could get ready. 

another thing about eddie, he was a little obsessed with you.

“you hate fun,” eddie tsked and adjusted his hair to be even more frizzy. of course eddie decided to go as eddie van halen, which you told him was maybe too literal. 

“so what do you think of my costume?” eddie gleamed and you turned from the mirror to look at him. 

“you look like you did yesterday. you literally just look like yourself.” you deadpanned and he pouted. he was wearing a jean vest with no shirt underneath, brown leather skinny jeans and a bandana around his neck. you had to help him tease his hair to get it like the picture he showed you, but over all he just looked him himself but times ten. 

“okay, but do i look hot? like, would you fuck me right now?” he asked and grabbed his guitar pick just to hold. 

“you’re gonna bring the guitar pick but not the actual guitar?” you said nodding to his wall, the dark red abstract guitar collecting dust. 

“oh, she’s not going anywhere tonight.” he replied and you shook your head. 

“but yes, eddie you look hot and i would fuck you right now. if we wouldn’t be any later than we already are, come on let's go,”

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robin greeted you at the door of her new townhouse, excited for her housewarming party to turn into a halloween party. 

“i thought couples usually match costumes.” robin teased as she pulled you away from eddie. 

“we’re not a couple,” you said bitterly as she pushed past people drinking, smoking and dancing together under the blacklight and into the hospital lit kitchen. 

“you guys have come to every single one of my parties, together. you guys leave every single one of my parties, together. what do you call that?” she suggested over the loud music.

while she bickered you scanned over the house, the spacey living room that led into an archway to the kitchen. on the kitchen island were large bottles of alcohol pushed together in the middle of the marble, ranging from vodka to rum to tequila. 

“we’re friends.” 

your hand went to grab the bottle of pink whitney, grabbing a little shot glass and pouring yourself one to the rim. robin grabbed one with a scoff and you poured her one, setting the bottle down and facing each other. 

“to friends,” she said smugly. you just rolled your eyes. 

“to friends,” 

it didn’t take long for you to lose eddie at the party, as per usual. it’s always how it went, you and he would split up and hardly look each other's way, just to text each other when the other wants to leave and meet outside. 

but today you were especially needy, and after roughly three cups of mixed drinks and many many shots, you rip away from robin and nancy to find him. it was dark, smokey and you were in need for something of eddie. weed, his hands, his voice. 

you found him of course, but not like you expected. part of you expected him to be sitting in a corner with his friends smoking a blunt, which he was, but instead of just his friends he was the only one with a girl on his lap. 

now he told you that he wouldn’t mess around with anyone but you especially if he thought about wanting to go bare with you, but you didn’t believe him. 

the music was thumping and the alcohol made you feel a little better in terms of confidence, especially being in a silk dress with no bra and skimpy panties so there wasn’t a panty line. you felt sexy, covered in blood with your hair down and as you came into his view, eddie took a drag of his blunt and looked you up and down. 

his friends greeted you with enthusiasm, happy to see you again after being out of their company for so long. another thing was, regardless of who you were to eddie, his friends still loved you. 

“hellooo,” you dragged but kept your eyes on eddie, and not the thin girl making her spot in eddie’s lap. 

“can i have a hit?” you kindly asked eddie, and the girl looked at you with an awkward smile. 

“eddie’s a little busy right now, maybe you guys can smoke later?” the girl suggested and you looked at her, then looked at eddie. 

you weren’t expecting him to say anything. but a part of you wanted him to. you wanted him to feel the need to tell her that you were the one he was taking home that night, but he didn’t. 

“is that right eddie?” you asked, raising an eyebrow as you looked between the two. 

“we were just, uh, kinda talking?” 

you pinched your lips into a thin line and nodded, turning to one of his friends. his friends on the other hand were watching the interaction, waiting for the other shoe to drop and for you to curse eddie out. 

you could see him gulp before you turned to one of his friends.

“can i buy any from one of you?” you asked, ignoring eddie completely and watched as one guy you really didn’t know the name of pulled out his fanny pack. 

“how much?” he asked and you walked to stand in front of him where he sat on a couch, and you sat knee to knee with him on the coffee table that held empty bottles and ash trays. 

“mm, just enough for a joint.” you smiled. you could feel eddie’s eyes on you, burning into the side of your figure but you didn’t acknowledge him. why would you? 

you were used to being single, textbook single. single, nonetheless. you were quick to leave when things got stupid between you and eddie, not caring and not thinking twice. eddie knew that. he’d been on the shit end of the stick when he fucked up one too many times. being ignored by you, blocked and never putting up a fight because it was never worth it to you. 

he wasn’t going to ruin your night. not when the day was going so well, with him or not. 

you watched his friend bag up the weed, and even give you a cigar wrap to roll it with. you go to take out the money you slipped in the cup of the dress that held your heavy breasts together, but he stops you. 

“pretty girls don’t need to pay, it’s on me.” he smiled, and you blushed. he was cute, not compared to eddie but definitely your type. 

“well,” you said as you took the baggie and the cigar packet and stood up in front of him, looking down, “come find me later n’ maybe i can give you something to say thank you?” 

at this point, eddie was non-existent. you were focused on the man with black locs that were in slight waves, and stubble on his jaw. 

“actually,” you paused and sat back down. “do you think you can roll this for me?” 

eddie was fuming. the girl on his lap held his interest no longer, and his eyes were bored into the natural flow of your interaction with his buddy danny. you seemed genuinely interested, serious about wanting to give him a thank you gift. 

he watched as danny took the baggie and started to roll for you, grinding the weed and putting it into the wrap, all while you watched. not once looking his way.  soon, danny sealed the blunt and actually had the nerve to put the blunt between your lips and spark it himself. 

you inhaled, exhaled the smoke in danny’s face and leaned in close, close enough to smell the tequila on his lips, “thank you.” 

you got up with the blunt between your fingers and left, walking away back to the kitchen where nancy and robin resided. they were laughing in the corner as they passed a bottle between each other, and when you got closer they got excited and hugged you. 

“you got weed from eddie?” robin asked as she handed you the bottle and you handed her the blunt. 

“nope.” you smiled and took a swig, having robin pass the blunt back to you. she looked at you quizzically. 

“one of his friends. actually i’m going to need a ride home, eddie’s probably taking someone else home tonight.” you said nonchalantly, huffing and puffing on the blunt until the mix of tobacco and weed burned your lungs. 

you didn’t even get to take another swing of the bottle before the girls’ eyes are looking up a little, and you feel a tug on your arm that yanks you back. you turn with the blunt between your lips and eyebrows pinched. 

“are you fucking crazy?” eddie gritted, the grip on your arm only tightening when you breathe in the smoke and taking the blunt from between your lips with your other hand. 

“can you fucking let me go?” you snarled, ripping your arm from his grasp and walking backwards. 

“what’s your issue?” he asks, and you pass the blunt to robin before you step closer to him. 

“go fuck her eddie. why are you bothering me when you have a really really pretty girl on your lap? weren’t you just, uh, kinda talking?” you mocked, lowering your voice to match his. no one was paying attention to you, not even robin or nancy could hear you. instead they just moved further aside. 

he just grabs you again, dragging you away from the kitchen and up the stairs to the first room he sees, which just so happened to be a guest room. he yanked you inside and locked the door, letting the only light shine being from outside and the little lamp on the bedside table. 

“you know i only take you home every night right? we leave every place we go to together, together. even if we don’t go together— you’re always back in my bed. you know i choose you.” he tried, but you weren’t having it. 

you were already irritated, the audacity for him to make you feel the way he did when he didn’t shoo the girl off immediately. 

“whatever, i don’t care. i’m not your fucking girlfriend so who cares? do whatever you want. i’m not arguing with you at a party. i’m supposed to be getting drunk, not standing here with you.” you said and tried to walk past him, but he grabbed your wrist and pulled you in front of him. 

“you want to be my girlfriend, baby?” he asked you as his breath fanned on your face. 

you smiled sweetly. “no.” you crossed your arms over your chest and moved your head to the side. 

“if i wanted a boyfriend, i’d probably choose the one who gave me free weed, not the one brushing me off for another girl.” 

he just chuckled darkly, grabbing you by your hips and leading you to hit the edge of the bed with the back of your knees. “ i think you’re lying. you don’t want him, sweet girl. i know you want me. why else would you be trying to make me jealous?” 

“i’m going home eddie,” you tried as he pushed you back by your shoulders so you’d land on the bed. you just propped yourself up on your elbows and watched him as he pulled his phone out and threw it beside you. 

he crawled over you, lifting your dress by skimming his fingers up your leg and under the fabric to hike it up over your hip. 

“if i asked you to be my girlfriend, would you say yes?” he asked, watching the dress pool around the fat of your hips, revealing the lacy red underwear you had on underneath. 

you huffed, the cold air hitting your thighs when a breeze came in through the window. “no.” 

he sat straight up on his knees, still straddling you but now unbuttoning the leather jeans to slide them down to his knees. 

“mmm,” he hummed as his cock strained against his briefs, palming himself over while you watched him. your mouth was salivating already, forgetting how you ended up here almost bare to him, but not questioning it. “i think you’re wrong. i think you would say yes,” 

he grabbed the string of your underwear and pulled it down your thighs, letting them fall as you wiggled your feet to drop them from your ankles. 

“maybe we should record this for evidence, just so you can watch it back and see why i think,” he paused and smiled, “why i know, you’d say yes.” he was smug, confident, and had you wrapped around his finger. 

you knew your jealousy maybe might’ve been misplaced, projecting about the fact that you two weren’t official and he’d never bothered to ask you either. you weren’t really allowed to feel this way when he wasn’t yours. 

it just always felt like no matter what he did to piss you off or make you cry, you’d always be his. 

he grabbed the phone, messing with the screen until the flash came on and stayed on. he never showed your face, only pointing the camera between your thick thighs when he shuffled downwards to spread your legs. 

“look at you,” he hummed, getting closer to your heat when he spread your lips, the flash making your slick glisten for him. you were leaking, your arousal dripping out of your hole as he recorded every second of it. 

“eddie,” you whined, moving to close your legs but he pushes them apart, his camera getting a shot of your bare bottom half with the dress at your waist. 

“was my baby jealous tonight? you only want me to yourself?” he asked, inhaling the scent between your legs, “i did not know you could be so greedy,” he teased. 

he let his phone record your cunt when he pushed two fingers into you and started to fuck your hole like that, purely because he wanted to feel how wet you were for him. you were soaking, your arousal leaking from your hole and around his fingers. 

the phone was getting everything. the sounds of your cunt squelching around his fingers, the way your trimmed bush covered your mound, the way his fingers shone with your juices. he didn’t even know where to look, the phone or the real thing. he chose the real thing, but looking at the phone periodically to make sure you were still in view. 

“fuck, eddie,” you couldn’t help but react to the stretch of his rough fingers, the ones that always wrapped around your throat when he fucked you on your back, or the ones that held your hand to help you down the stairs. 

you were still aware that there was a party going on downstairs, still smelling weed smoke and the alcohol on your breath, but too focused on the fact that eddie was recording your every movement. 

his fingers fucked you gently, not nearly as rough as he would, and you whined in reaction. eddie just watched you throw your head back when he stopped recording and threw the phone next to you, moving to let his tongue run over your cunt. his fingers kept you spread while he lapped at your hole, but you knew he was rushed. 

eddie was too excited to finally record you, to finally have something he can watch over and over again until you’re able to satiate his craving for you again. he loved you like this, jealous and bothered by the fact that the two of you had no ties together. 

eddie wanted ties. but you didn’t seem like the type to want that. at least, he thought so. 

“get on your hands and knees, do that for me,” eddie said in the usual rasp he had after he smoked, and you opened your eyes at the loss of contact to look at him. 

you were breathless from the sliver of pleasure he gave you, and needy for the hardness under his briefs. but you did it quick, sitting up and moving your body to get on your hands and knees except instead of holding yourself up on your hands, you grabbed a pillow and used it to rest your head on so that your ass was in the air for him. 

the silk rose dress that was drenched in blood just pooled at your waist, letting you expose both holes to him, wet and needy. eddie frantically looked for the phone again, grabbing it and went back to the recording screen. 

“fucking shit,” he whispered, the flash letting him see all of you. your holes were throbbing, aching for him to fill and take his spot that practically had his name branded on. 

regardless of titles, you were his. even if he wasn’t yours. 

“eddie,” you whined as your cheek pressed into the pillow, feeling his hand spread you open to the cool air, and to the camera of his phone. 

“what is it, baby? you need me? wanna show my camera how fucking needy you are?” he taunted as he landed a spank on your ass cheek, of course eddie recorded him play with you as he liked. 

as he pulled your round ass cheeks apart and spit on your puckered hole, moving the camera to show his thumb rubbing the rim of your asshole, and moved to press into it while you flinched at the touch. 

“eddie, what the fuck,” you gasped as you felt his thumb slide into the tight hole with restraint, feeling an odd pressure that soon turned into the pleasure of something being filled. 

you’d take what he’d give you, because the entire recording thing was for his pleasure. you knew he wanted to get every angle, every scenario, every moment of you naked and aching for him so he didn’t have to imagine your sinful activities together 一 he could just open his photos app and watch as he tore you apart. 

he slid his thumb in and out of your hole as slow as possible, and you heard the mattress squeak and felt it dip, not feeling eddie’s clothed thighs behind yours anymore. they were naked, skin to skin and you felt the phone thud next to your leg, his thumb still curled inside of you when you felt his wet tip hit your cunt. you couldn’t help the gasp that left you, and you waited for the pressure to stretch you out, but it never came. 

so when you tried to push your hips back onto him, he gripped your asscheek to spread it and hold you there. 

“uh-uhn, you have to wait.” he said and you let out a cracked whine, and then saw the flash turn on again. 

eddie had the phone in his hand above you, up to his chest to get all of your curves, the bareness up to the middle of your back where the blood-soaked dress sat, and his tumb still wet and sliding in and out of you. 

“you want my dick, baby?” he asked, recording you wiggling your ass and trying to sink onto him. 

“please, eddie, don’t tease me,” you whined, lifting yourself up just a tiny bit to look over your shoulder, getting a hard glimpse of eddie’s sinister smile, watching through the screen of his phone. 

“tell me, tell me you want it and it’s yours,” he demanded softly. it was a simple demand with heavy baggage to it. 

“i want it, please i want your dick so bad, please give it to me,” you whined beautifully, eddie realizing he’d get to hear you like this all over again whether it’d be on his phone or in person. 

the sensation of being recorded while in your most vulnerable state sent shockwaves to your cunt, and he felt your hole clench around the small of his tip. it was so erotic, so exposing, and the simple act alone meant there was more trust you put into eddie than the both of you realized. 

you’d trust eddie with your life, and when he finally sinks into your tight hole, you realize there wasn’t anyone else you’d rather trust with your body, your mind, your image. 

“my f-” you sputtered, the single sound of trying to say fuck dragging out when eddie groans behind you. 

eddie was catching everything, and for some reason watching himself stretch you out around the girth of his cock made him bite into his lip hard enough to draw blood. 

“fuck baby, you look so fucking good,” he said breathlessly, “like you were fucking made to be on camera,” 

he drew in and out of you, each time admiring the way you molded around him, how your skin was littered with little beauty marks and stretch marks. he could say he was in love with you, but you might reach back and try to slap him. 

he bottomed out, his balls slapping against your cunt with each stroke and groaned with every clench. eddie recorded all of it, and let the camera catch the way your slick was gathering in a ring around his cock. he was high off of you, delirious from how you felt squeezing him like you did. 

he felt like he was gonna go insane with how you moaned and whined for him in every way. 

“eddie, eddie, eddie,” you chanted in moans, responding to the way he made you so full. so full of him. 

your hand reached down blindly as you face planted into the pillow, moving your head to the side and finding where his cock slid in and out of you. eddie saw you start to position yourself to touch your clit, and moved the camera to the underside, capturing the way you rubbed your clit for him from below. he could feel the tips of your fingers brushing against the shaft of his cock, and he let out a throaty, cracked moan. 

he moved his camera back to your spread cheeks and noticed how you started to bounce back on him, spreading your legs wider to be more accessible for him. by now, you completely forgot how you got here. you forgot that you were at a house party, robin’s house party with people walking up and down the stairs to go to restrooms and find their own vacant room. 

it was exhilarating, and you wanted more so you started to meet the rhythm of his thrusts. you were able to feel him everywhere, deep inside to the point your legs felt like they were trembling already. 

before you could move your hand anymore, eddie managed to grab your arms and place them at your back to grip them by your wrists. your hair was a mess, the prom queen crown laying on the mattress beside you, and tears forming in your eyes when you felt your cunt clench continuously around him. 

eddie wasn’t missing anything. he had it all on tape, filming every moment of you squeezing around him. you consumed him completely, and the feeling of you so snug around him and realizing no one else would ever be able to have you like this — it was pushing the feeling in the pit of his stomach. 

“tell me baby,” he said in a huff, “tell me you’re mine, this pussy’s mine,” 

you cried at his words, feeling his pace pick up and the force of his thrusts becoming harder. it was nudging the inside of your cervix, pressing at your spot that he knew all too well. he was so much to take, too much to not feel pleasure and the prick of pain. it was everything to you. 

“you know this pussy’s mine. you want me tell everyone you’re my fucking girl?” he grunted, the phone becoming hard to focus on as he remembered why he was doing this in the first place. 

“yes! eddie, yes! i want it, please,” you confessed, desperate for a release. he restrained you as his hips snapped against yours, the sound of wet skin emanating in the room. loud enough for anyone outside the door to hear. 

but you didn’t care. 

eddie let go of your wrists and curled his body over yours for his stomach to touch your back, reached the phone around to the front of your face. he used his free hand to grab the base of your throat and pull you up just a little more so the camera got to see all of it. 

“that’s right, princess, say it again for me, think i need to hear it again,” he teased breathlessly. you didn’t even know how he was able to talk so much with how heavy he was breathing over you. 

the feeling of his palm on your throat with his fingers on the sides made your cunt clench again and he just chuckled, moving his hand from your throat to grab your hair. he yanked your head back softly and pulled you up to where you tried to grasp for the blanket, but instead settled to rest on his thighs that held you in place. 

“i’m your girl, ‘m yours, please ‘m yours,” you whined. eddie could feel the vibration against his palm and his cock twitched at your words. 

he felt his release begging, and you were holding on for as long as you could until he tells you to cum. he knew that too, and he took advantage of it. 

“you sound so pretty baby, my pretty fucking girlfriend. all fucking mine, goddamn,” he said and buried his face in your neck, ignoring the burn in his arm for holding the phone far at an upper angle to get all of you. 

“mine?” you choked, wanting to ask a certain question but couldn’t form the words through your moans and sobs. 

you didn’t think he’d understand, but by the innocent, curious, desperate tone in the moan you choked —  he did. 

“i’m yours baby, of course i’m fucking yours, ‘m all yours,” eddie heaved buried in your neck, his hand twisted in your hair to rest your head on his shoulder. 

you were bent in odd angles that nobody has ever put you in before, no one had even bothered to take you out of doggy style. not to mention that he was recording every minute of it, not even knowing how his phone hadn’t died yet. 

but this was intoxicating. you were addicted and couldn’t get off of him, even if you tried. 

you were desperate. but you were only desperate for him. and through each moan he coaxed out of you, forced out of you by the abruptness of his thrusts — he knew. 

“‘m gonna cum, eddie, gonna cum for you,” you whined at the ceiling, your eyes dropping with every frantic thrust his hips provided. it was too much, everything was too much. 

before eddie could even speak, he dropped the phone on the mattress and let go of your hair, wrapping both arms around your waist and making you sit on his lap practically. he was fucking up into you as your body leaned into his and shook, squirming in his grip as you cried and moaned. 

the pulsing around his cock only made him grunt, letting his forehead hit your shoulder until it perked up again at your words.

“cum inside of me, please, please cum inside,” you begged as you felt his thrusts and rhythm breaking, recognizing the sound of his voice and the moans he was making that he was close. 

eddie panting in the crook of your neck, and you could still feel the sensation of his balls slapping against your cunt until he stilled inside of you. his cock twitched, and you felt heat spread within your pussy, ropes of his release filling you.

the full sensation was overwhelming, so much that your legs started to tingle again as you could start to feel the tip of his cock nudging you inside. 

you were full of him, all of him and he sank his teeth into the arch of your neck as if he were a vampire, biting down until his hips stopped the stutter. 

“mmmmm,” you hummed, letting your body slump against his. you were still half dressed, the pink silk still at your waist and you were praying that the fake dried blood on your body didn’t get on the sheets. 

your eyes fluttered closer, sulking in the warmth of his arms as the breathing between you two began to regulate. but eddie needed to get you in his bed as soon as possible. though he really loved the sex, his second favorite was having you curled into his body while he held you tight. 

“mm-mm, no, you gotta get up and get dressed so we can go back to mine,” he said as he finally pulled out of you, bending you over again to have you face down and supporting yourself on your knees.

“eddie, wait,” you budged, thinking he was going in for another round. he’d have plenty of time as your boyfriend to go rounds, just not tonight.

“hold on babe, i have to get the money shot,” he said in a lighthearted tone, fully serious and grabbing the phone to quickly open the camera again and take a video up close of your hole pushing out most of what he released inside of you. you squirmed and whined as the cool air hit your wetness, but he enjoyed it even more. 

“fuck me,” he said in a breath as he held your ass open, and let out a whistle,

 “so are you really my girlfriend or were you just saying that?” 

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It wasn't even a secret...

Eddie munson x reader

Summary: you and Eddie are married even have a new born. But thr younger hellfire members don't know?

Dustin Henderson walks into the munson trailer and hears loud music coming from Eddie's room. He approaches the room and through the crack of the door and sees a manicured hand grabbing at Eddie's bedside table only to see Eddie's not ringed hand grab it and pull it out of sight.

That's all he saw, but he got the point and left the trailer and sat in Eddie's van, which he never locked until he saw the lady exit.

But what Dustin didn't see was your wedding ring on top of Eddie's on the bedside table.

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Months later Dustin was washing his hands in the munson bathroom when he threw the paper towel in the trash he saw a pregnancy test. It was positive. Dustin didn't mention it to Eddie or anyone thinking it was probably private.

What Dustin didn't see was how Eddie hugged you when the test came back positive as you both cried happy tears and kissed sweetly.

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Months later Dustin and Mike approach the hellfire table and notice Eddie's not there. Weird they thought he wanted to graduate this year why would he be having time off.

"Where's Eddie?" Dustin asked setting his tray down. Gareth looks at Dustin and frowns. "What do you mean where's Eddie you know he isn't gonna be in for A few weeks." Gareth says confused.

Only then do Gareth, Doug and Jeff realise they genuinely do not know. They wasn't gonna be the ones to tell him so that's how they ended up at Eddie munson trailer skipping school.

Eddie was fast asleep an arm draped over you. He awoke suddenly to banging on the door cursing under his breath. He stands up and stretched kissing your head and peaking into the bassinet next to your side of the bed, only to see his week old daughter starring up at him with her wide brown eyes.

"Hey little lady." HE says picking her up making sure to support her head. He cradles her and heads to the door to let you sleep a bit longer. He walks into the kitchen and puts the kettle on to warm a bottle for his daughter haley. Then he walks to the front door expecting Wayne or someone.

Only to be met with a stunned Dustin and Mike. "Hello?" Eddie says confused. He let's them in as they stare at him in shock. "Whats going on guys?" Eddie asked slightly freaked out hy the look on the twos face.

"You have a baby?!" Dustin half yells.

"Dude shut the fuck up." Eddie says annoyed bouncing his daughter slightly so she doesn't cry from Dustins outburst.

"No I won't you have a baby and you didn't tell us what the fuck." Dustin half yells again.

Eddie looks between the boys with a look of confusion on his face. You walk out of your bedroom into the living room after hearing all the shouting.

"What's going on?" You ask crossing your arms over your chest. Both the teens and Eddie look at you. Your stood confused. Haley then cries and everyone looks at her.

Eddie walks over to you sliding her into your arms and she immediately stops crying as you bounce her and cradle her making soft shh noises. "Whose that's?" Mike askes Eddie's attention turning from you and haley to the two teens but you speak up. "His wife." You answer looking at the two boys

"You have a baby and a wife. How didn't we know that." Dustin says eyes wide.

"OK everyone stop, fuck me. Right. I thought you two knew but clearly you don't. This is my wife y/n who I've definitely told you about. The one I've been dating since I was like 15 and am now married to?" Eddie says waving his arms infant of you as you smile.

"OH we thought that was a cruel joke." Mike says scratching his head. Eddie looks at the boys in disbelief.

"Wow OK. This is y/n and my daughter haley who I'm gonna go with you also thought was a joke." Eddie says questionably getting nods from the boys.

"Y/n this is Dustin and Mike." Eddie says pointing at the boys rubbing his eyes.

"Hi nice to meet you?" You say still confused.

The boys says hello awkwardly.

"OK, now that's cleared up. Is that really why you came here." Eddie asks, slightly annoyed. The boys nod and explain that Gareth wouldn't tell them. You're starring at Eddie, who's clearly stressed and tired. Then, down to the little baby in your arms.

Eddie warms a baby bottle while the two teens talk to Eddie about the baby as you sit on the couch in the living room. He walks in handing you the warm bottle. "Can you feed her?" You ask quietly. But Eddie hears you.

"Yeh, yeh of course sweetheart." Eddie says sitting on the couch. You pass her to Eddie once he's sat along with her bottle kissing Eddie's cheek then haleys head before walking to your bedroom to get stuff for A shower.

"SO you like have a child." Dustin says watching Eddie feed his daughter the bottle.

"Yes and a wife." Eddie answers.

"And you've been married..." Mike says

"2 years been together for 5." Eddie says, setting the bottle by his feet, leaning back on the couch and laying the baby on his chest, gently patting her back.

"And the others knew." Dustin says as Eddie nods.

"How long are you off school?" Mike askes.

"I'm just going back to do my finals. I won't be there any other time." Eddie says as the tiny baby burps. The two nod.

Moments later you walk back in, wearing a pyjama vest and Eddie's sweats. Your stomach has shrunk since the birth of haley and it makes Eddie smile seeing you comfortable enough to wear the vest as when she was first born you wouldn't take off his hoodie.

Not that it mattered to Eddie he loved you every shape and form and you grew his baby in you. When you mentioned your insecurity to Eddie just before haley was born he comforted you and said, "either way your sexy no matter what n you've got me. If.. that helps? Probably not but you get my gist."

You sat next to Eddie and he handed you haley. "Common ill take you two home no point in going back to school." Eddie says. He too the teens to Dustin house and then came straight home.

He entered thr trailer and headed to your bedroom to see haley asleep on your shared bed and you sat up looking at her giving Eddie a smile when he entered the room. Eddie strips of everything but his boxers.

"Now give me a twirl." You says smiling at him from the bed.

He turns slowly as you clap quietly before laying on his side next to you. "SO those are two of your friends?" You say raising your brows and Eddie nods putting an arm over your waist.

Eddie looks at you then to his daughter and smiles. Taking your hand and kissing it. You lean down and kiss him on the lips.

"I love you." HE says as your foreheads touch.

"I love you too."

"I love you more."

"I love you most." You smirk kissing him again.

Yeah Eddie was a happy man. He may still be in school but he's got everything he wants Sat right on his bed. His beautiful wife and tiny daughter.

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Months later he graduated walking off the stage hugging you nice and tight laying a sweet kiss on your lips. Wayne holding 3 month old haley who's arm where flapping for Eddie. He took her from Wayne kissing her nose as she open mouthed his cheek.

The stunned look on Jason's face to see Eddie munson holding a baby in one arm with his hair and his other arm around your waist as your hand was behind haleys head. Eddie smirked to himself kissing your head. Wayne shooting him a proud smile and nod. The others soon came running over. "Finally man thought you was gonna end up going to school with haley." Gareth says smirking at Eddie.

"Shut up Gareth." You says earning a laugh out of Eddie.

"Y/n I'm wounded." Gareth says shocked.

"You heard the lady shut up." Eddie says smirking.

Gareth rolls his eyes.

Everyone stands and talks. Eddie saying haley needs feeding so you guys have to go. In reality you had fed her before and Eddie just wanted to go home.

"I am so proud of you." You say kissing his cheek.

"Yeah? Do I get a special treat for how proud you are." Eddie smirks.

"Maybe... you'll see when haleys in bed." You say smirking at him running a hand through haleys curls.

Yeah Eddie was right. 86 was definitely his year.

[lovexjoe]

PENPALS Part 2

You and Armando talked every single day for 2 months straight until he asked you to visit. He didn’t want to make you feel rushed and always want to reassure you that he just genuinely enjoys your company. Falling for you along the way was a bonus. You were such a smart girl, graduating nursing school soon and going on to bigger and better things. He questioned sometimes if he was worthy enough for you. He also questioned if you had twisted parts to you as well cause who would really try to message a criminal like him.

You agreed to seeing him along with bringing him a special gift. He was in Central Florida aka Tampa. You headed inside the prison going through the check ins and pat downs. You didn’t have time to change your nurse scrubs so you sucked it up. The guard lets you know where he’s sitting at waiting for you. He was in a decent prison, one that actually lets you see and touch your loved ones under surveillance of course. You were nervous. You saw him from the doorway and it’s like you two were connected because he looked up from his hands to you.

“Hey handsome,” You give him your beautiful smile and he swore he could probably melt in his seat right there. He pulls you in for a hug. His arms were strong, you felt his muscles under the orange jumpsuit and it made your stomach do a flip.

“Thank you for coming mami. Tell me how was your day” he holds your hand and was completely absorbed with hearing about your life on the outside world. You were graduating soon and you’re most likely moving to Miami since most of your family is down there. He was happy for you, but sad that these visits will come to an end.

After chatting it up for an hour, it was time to say your goodbyes. You slipped him his gift and he gives you a smirk having a bit of a inkling of what it could be.

He pulls you in for another hug.

“Please take care of yourself ….” You worry about him. You noticed the busted knuckles he had probably from getting into fights.

“I’ll do my best.” You stood there looking into each others eyes and Armando couldn’t help himself any longer. He pulls you in for a kiss and you were in fact…. in love with a criminal. The guards lead you out and you couldn’t help the smile on your face. You got it bad and so did he.

The video chats didn’t do him justice he was beyond handsome….and a killer.

The visit was definitely the highlight of your day. His hands felt so good around your waist. You knew he’d enjoy those Polaroids during night hours. The feeling of his lips still linger on yours. When you got home you sent him a message that he could wake up to in the morning.

“I can’t even explain how happy I was to see you. Armando I’m falling for you”

You press send and immediately closed your laptop and placed it as far away from you as possible. You know when you send a risky text and you chuck your phone across the room? Yea try a risky email to a prisoner who won’t see it for another 10 hours.

Armando went back to his cell a happy man. He took the Polaroids out of his pocket and immediately he smiled. You truly were everything he could dream of. These pictures were simple pics of you that you took while out and then one…..one definitely caught his attention. You were in a black lingerie set, judging the way your scrubs fit you he knew you looked amazing underneath. This Polaroid confirmed it. It was hard to rub one out in prison when you’re surrounded by men, but tonight….you were the only thing on his mind. The only thing that brought him pleasure.

*2 weeks later*

Armando didn’t answer your messages at all. Every time you called to speak with him they said he wasn’t taking any calls or visits. You were worried something happened to him, but what if he simply just didn’t want to speak to you? You were already in Miami with your family, but you would make the drive just to see him again. You prayed for him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

The very next day after the visit Armando was attacked in prison due to him knowing who McGrath was. He wasn’t allowed access to anything. He yearned to hear your voice. He was losing his mind. He kept your polaroids on him because he looks at them when he needs some hope. After two weeks Mike and Marcus convinced Rita to get Armando transferred to Miami and that brings them to the current time.

“Alright let’s make this quick y’all my daughter just graduated nursing school and she’s back home” Marcus said cheerfully

“You excited to see Y/N or you excited to land and get some skittles?” Mike joked

Armando stood there trying to process what the fuck he just heard.

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[yanderederee]

Love,Manjiro

tw; nsfw, fingering, impliedunderage, simp:)

Part1 … Part2 … now~ … Part4 … Part5

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Once again, you caught Mikey in a lovesick stare.

You smiled fondly, and wrapped a loose lock of hair behind his ear.

You saw no reason to object. He was so cute, that look on his face. Mikey caressed your palm eagerly, loving how you let him do anything he wants with nothing but praise and validation.

Yet still, he knew you were good for him.

Your good habits and traits rubbed off on him little by little. He kept to a routine, and agreed to do the bare minimum so he could in the least, graduate with you. You promised him if he could pass every grade until third year highschool, you would stay his forever.

It was a silly little promise meant to encourage him to get a basic education, but in Mikey’s eyes, you were his. As long as he kept to his word, you wouldn’t leave him, too.

He wasn’t fond of the bullying happening behind your back before, but after you had kissed him that one day in the library, he didn’t stand for it.

He was a handful, though. Every day, he would lie and say he couldn’t find his own school books, or remember to bring a book bag with him at all.

Luckily for him of course, you always had your book, Spare pencils, and voluntarily carry both his and your own journals and homework. —that you made him do, every night.

Everyday after school, you couldn’t protest Mikey’s puppy eyes, leading you to his family dojo, claiming he can only study in peace when you taught him. And he really wanted to do so his homework in bed.

No darker intentions, he was sleepy. And you could never deny him a nap, even if you would affectionately nag him into finishing the homework he was more than capable of handling, afterward.

And once all the papers and pencil shavings were put away, before you could take your leave, Mikey would pull you in, firmly against him, holding so tight.

“I really like having you around… here, with me. I like your laugh,” he kissed your shoulder, smiling when you let out a complimentary giggle. “I love the way you look at me,” he rolled his head, meeting your gaze quickly, given you were already staring at him. “How you hug me without question,” a very quiet crack in his voicebroke at the end of his words, his eyebrows curling upward slightly. The implication was quickly met with your turning form wrapping your arms firmly around Mikey’s shoulders, your knees resting beside his thighs against the side of the bed. “When you k-“

You descended to meet Mikey’s lips in a solid, loud releasing kiss. “I also like when you kiss me,” you whispered, forehead resting on his.

His black eyes darkened as his eyebrows dipped deeply, desperately leaning forward to kiss you. Immediately his hands wrap around your rib cage, above your shirt, grabbing the fabric to bring you ever closer.

You gave him a hint of what making out felt like once in public. Now, he’s eager to put to use all that he’s learned til now in the confides of his own separated shed-room.

Closer, closer, he pulls you in, until your shirt is pulled off your shoulders.

His kiss is hot with how hard he breaths, from what seems to be excitement, having you all to himself.

But you knew him better than that.

“Manjiro…” you moaned into his mouth, peeking your eyes open so you could see to run the tears falling down his face into his skin.

He looked back up at you, sighing at the feeling of your thumb running over his cheek. He bats his lashes at you, desperate for you to say more.

How can you tell him no?

“Follow my lead,” you smiled, pecking his bottom lip once, then his top lip, til you slid your tongue flat against his own, melting together immediately.

Mikey couldn’t help the little whine that escaped at your bold movements.

“This whole time, until I say so,” you say clearly, fiddling with something behind you. “You aren’t allowed to open your eyes,” he notices a shift amongst the fabric against him, and realizes quickly you had unhooked your bra. “And you can’t stop kissing me.”

You untucked your shirt and threw your bra elsewhere. You drew your body in closer, your chest only a single layer of fabric between your soft chest and his own. And oh, he never really thought to realize, how soft your chest was.

Mikey bites his lip, wavering gaze still keeping up with you as you trace his reaction with your eyes. “You can touch anywhere you like, just go slow,” you stated, and gently took hold of Mikey’s wrists, guiding them under your shirt and rested his palms on your hips. “Okay?”

He nods, frantically, he nods, touch starved after years of disappointment after tragedy.

“It’s okay,” you shushed him, cradling his face with a smile. “I’m yours.” And kissed his waiting lips.

Immediately Mikey kisses you back, with fever and impatience. He’s pushing himself up, while pressing you down against him with all his strength. Immediately you moaned, embarrassingly loud. But it was his fault. “M-Manjiro..!” You yelled at him, an attempt at anger. Mikey grinned at his inappropriate actions, but he kept going, feeling no need to argue further.

Repeating himself, as though your warning meant nothing, he rolled the both of you into a push and pull make out session.

With wandering hands, slowly tracing the smooth textures that made up your body. He ran the tips of his fingers gently over every inch of your back twice before experimenting his thumbs to smooth along the line where your breast met your ribcage. Breathing into one another, you gave an encouraging ‘mm-hmm’. He answered by tracing further, until his thumbs met in between your breasts, the webbing between his thumb and forefinger cupping the underside of your breasts. They were so soft and so warm. It was only instinct that he cradled them roughly in his palms.

He loved when he was able to draw reactions out of you. Always, yes. But gods, the way you act under his touch, he himself feels like god.

Attempting to be slick, you rolled yourself into his touch, hoping he would read your body language.

Before that, he had shifted your seating posture so he was rolling his lower stomach between the juncture of your legs. Your weak thighs slowly rested you further down, threatening to sit into his waiting lap.

“Can I-“ he started, but was cut off with your impatient tongue. “Just as long as you go slow,” you said softly against his lips, a high pitched whine escaping when you gave in and sat into his lap. “Y-you can…” you said, now eye to eye with The InvincibleMikey.

While still a few fabrics away, your warm core sat right against his own, each twitching involuntary.

Pressing into him just a little more, you watch as Manjiro gasps helplessly. A soft and whisky ‘fuck’ fluttered out of Mikey’s lips when he slowly slid his right hand away from your breast, the perky nipple he was just attending to eagerly scratching against the fabric of your shirt.

The gentle friction made you let out a sigh, shivering into his touch. Keeping to his promise, his lips were latched against yours in wet colliding passion. His attempt at a slow kiss was unsuccessful when his hand finally slid over your skirt, tracing the hem of the material before his thumb peeks under, and his hand slides up the skin of your thigh to find your panties.

Opening his eyes to see your reaction, your expression lusty and pleading. God, he thought he would lose control there. Maybe he did, his feverish actions were confident and rough , trying to keep up with his own impatience.

“Manjiro…” you encouraged, squeezing your thighs against his hips.

His tongue lapped into the drooling kiss with persistence, even when you tried breaking your own rule to not break said kiss. He growled into your cavern when his fingers slid along the smooth fabric covering your core. It was warm. So fucking warm. You were so hot, what with all the sensations flooding your every direction. Even still, Manjiro’s assault on your left breast wanted to claim another squeal from you.

You moaned, sweet in tone. “P..please…” the back of Mikey’s nail pushed back the band of your underwear, and slid his dominant hand in, his palm gently petting against your skin, and finger tips making contact with your slick—

Mikey couldn’t help but clench his lower abdominal muscles, breaking the kiss to groan at how your arousal sent him into dangerous levels of need.

Mikey’s needy hands felt to touch everything. He’s never done anything like this before. You were his first kiss. His first crush. His first girlfriend. His first love. And now, he had you on top of him, taking his first intimate relation now too.

Manjiro willingly let out a drawn out, vocal moan as your whining pitched his erection to jump. “Y-your voice… please. Let me hear you, god, p-please.” He bit in small bites into the juncture of your neck, kissing and sucking in rhythm while he also explored you folds. He messaged them back and forth in between his fingers as he savored the silk feel. You were fucking intoxicating.

Unknowing to the sensitivity that same with licking the eroginic zone of your neck, his assault to leave behind little love bites only forced your pitch to rise. Biting your lip and swallowing thickly.

“S-so good… my manjiro, y-you’re so good f-for me…”

Your Manjiro.

Mikey grinned. He liked the sound of that.

“I’ll teach you one more thing tonight,”

You whispered,

You smiled when you pet your own hand over Manjiro’s rougher one. Pressing your finger tips against the back of Manjiro’s, you twitched involuntarily at the pressure. Manjiro’s pupils dilated.

Slowly, you slide his fingers up, barely over your bundle of nerves, twitching against him as though to reward him.

“So pay attention.”

[sugartwst]

Five Year Reunion

Vil x GN! Reader [Warnings: Smoking]

~AO3 Link~

Five years after graduation Vil returns to Night Raven College for his class reunion and finds a familiar face he thought he'd never see again.

It took twelve letters from Crowley, his father’s encouragement, and a long conversation with Rook, but eventually, Vil caved and accepted the invitation for his five-year reunion at Night Raven College. Though he was reluctant at first, curiosity had begun to get the better of him as he thought back to his days at school and of his old classmates. He’d kept in contact with Rook, though many others had been lost to him.

Watching from the window of his car, the familiar grounds came into view. Easily, Vil stepped out of his car, paparazzi crowding him immediately like moths to light. Cameras flashed relentlessly around him as they swarmed. He covered his eyes with his arm and made his way through the familiar gates. As he crossed the threshold onto school grounds, the mob was forced to fall behind. Left now to his thoughts, nostalgia hit him hard and fast. It was all just how he remembered it. Idly he came to the seven statues, running his fingers along the metal plaque, tracing letters.

The reunion was being held in the botanical gardens. He knew the path well but still glanced at the signs in case he somehow had forgotten. As he made his way towards the greenhouse he couldn’t help but reminisce. He hesitated to call his school days simpler times, but he still looked back fondly.

All too quickly he found himself at the propped-open doors to the gardens. Lights and music streamed out into the early winter night and as he stood on the precipice familiar eyes landed on him. Rook quickly came forward, bringing him in for a tight hug and letting go before Vil could scold him. He clasped a heavy hand on Vil’s shoulder and put a champagne flute in his hand. Though he’d kept in contact with him, it had been a long time since he had seen him in person. He could easily ascertain Rook had hardly lost the energy or enthusiasm he had in school. Rook took his arm, leading him inside. With the poetic waxing, it was plain to see Rook was caught in the claws of nostalgia as much as he was.

Over the course of the night, Vil saw a handful of familiar faces and noticed a few missing. Leona was pleasant enough, a lioness at his side keeping him polite. Cater and Trey stopped to say hello, Trey’s arm around Cater’s shoulder. Stroud, Draconia and Vanrouge hadn’t come, though that wasn’t surprising.

Others he remembered more vaguely came up to him. He’d known that the night wouldn’t be free of harassment. He expected people to gawk or snap photos from afar. He hadn’t quite anticipated the level. Old classmates crowded him. He could hardly move without a new person bombarding him. They wanted the normal things. An autograph, a photo — though many of them simply shoved a camera in his face, the flash blinding him for seconds afterward. Other times they wanted him to play a part, bark on command. They’d look to their friend or partner and say something along the lines of “See! I told you I knew Vil Schonenheit. He remembers me, right?”

Perhaps he’d gotten bitter. He did remember them. Most of them at least and he remembered himself. Who he was five years ago… a mess that refused to admit it. At least he knew that now. He also remembered a younger version of himself so eager to impress. Back then he would have taken the time and said their name, shook their hand. He wasn’t so young anymore though. He was tired, so he just smiled, nodded and said goodbye.

Crowley had begged for him to participate as a speaker, going on and on about how wonderful it would be for Vil to give back, how rewarding it would be. Of course, he wasn’t so naïve to believe all that, not when Crowley had a reputation for shameless self-promotion. Vil refused and he felt vindicated as cameras came out, surely for some school promotion, pointed to the stage as his fellow alumni took the spotlight. With attention drawn up front, he saw an opportunity to slip away. Leaning against the exit door, he watched the assembly from afar, the speakers just barely reaching him. He debated leaving altogether.

“Excuse me.”

Vil let out a long, tired sigh, “I’m done with pictures for the night.” He bit.

“Oh,” They paused, trailing off awkwardly, “I was actually trying to leave.”

Vil immediately moved off of the exit and looked at the stranger. Suddenly, it clicked. “Yuu?” He asked, nearly incredulous, eyes wide, mouth open, “What… you’re still here?”

Yuu chuckled awkwardly, “Oh… yeah. Still over there too.” They added, pointing to the Ramshackle dorm in the distance. “Finally fixed it up… for the most part.”

Vil shook his head and furrowed his brows, “What are you still doing here? I thought you’d be home.”

Yuu shrugged, “It never worked out.” They answered, opening the door and stepping outside. Vil followed behind. “But I mean, it’s fine. I work here and I recently got my papers sorted out.” They explained, “Turns out I’m the third person to be granted interdimensional citizenship, so that’s cool.”

Vil nodded, still unable to fully grasp the fact. He’d left certain that they’d be gone. He still remembered their teary-eyed goodbye at graduation. It had just seemed so sure to happen he never thought to question it. Beside him Yuu had pulled out a cigarette and began lighting it, guarding against the wind as the light flicked. Eventually, they got it and took a deep breath.

“I’m sorry to hear that,” Vil whispered. “If I’d known you were still here, I’d have visited.”

Yuu sighed, blowing the smoke away from Vil as best they could though the smell still wafted around them, “You were busy, don’t worry about it.”

Vil bit his tongue. Instinctively he wanted to say several things. He wanted to chastise them for smoking— tell them they should worry more about their health, their teeth, their skin, their lungs, their hair. He wanted to say that he would have made time to help or visit — or at least call — but he couldn’t bring himself to say any of it. He just watched their hands shake in the frigid air and thought how tired they looked.

“I saw your movies,” they mumbled, coughing into their sleeve.

Vil nodded, “What did you think?”

“They’re nice.” They shrugged, “I have a few in my dorm. I put them on sometimes for the sound, y'know?” They explained, looking to Vil, who furrowed his brow at the review.

“The sound?”

Bringing the cigarette to their lips they took a deep breath and sighed, “Yeah, I mean like… to hear people. The ghosts come and go, so it’s usually pretty quiet now…”

“Oh.” Vil offered, short and curt, for once at a loss for words. The Ramshackle dorm, in his memory, was always loud… and it wasn’t Yuu or the ghosts that made the noise. “What’s Grim doing these days?” Vil asked, his tone gentle but even so, he could see Grim must have been a sore subject.

“I don’t know.” They huffed, their tone souring as they spoke, “Graduated and left.” Crouching down, they pressed the butt of the cigarette into the path until the last ember was gone and tossed the rest into the bin. “It’s getting late so—“

“You said you fixed the dorm, right?” Vil interjected, a sudden panic taking over, “I’d be curious to see.”

Yuu paused, staring at him, their brows furrowed for a moment before they chuckled, a small smile pulling at their lips.

“Ahh, sure. Why not?” They agreed, beginning down the paved path, Vil following at their side. The way was lit by the same flicking lamps and the steps up to the Ramshackle were the same uneven stone, though missing now the weeds that had previously stuck out of each crack. The landscaping around the building had changed. It was a bit neater, more upkept and he could see what looked like a garden not far.

Inside the dorm was mostly what he remembered. There had clearly been some care put into it, new wax on the same uneven floorboards, a new coat of paint here and there. Furniture both new and old dotted the room. A few boxes sat in piles around the room, and papers scattered most surfaces.

Closing the door behind them, Yuu looked awkwardly about, before gesturing vaguely forward, “Crowley uses the basement for storage, so, it actually got some funding.”

Vil nodded fighting the urge to mention the dust that had clearly caked a number of untouched items. “What do you do here?” He asked, turning to look at them as they began through the foyer.

“Same stuff I did before.” They shrugged, “So, just whatever Crowley doesn’t want to do.”

Vil nodded idly, following Yuu as they gave a tour of the building. It brought him back. He could remember coaching the talent show here and visiting a number of times after. Eventually, Yuu stopped, the rant they were on about all the half-done projects and they just stared forward.

“It’s still not much… even with all the work.” They finally added, running their fingers over the chipping paint.

The air was tense, Vil could feel the heaviness in the room. His eyes caught on the paint, the way the summer humidity had clearly warped it only for the winter dryness to see it crack finally. His gaze flicked back to them. Older, but not all too different. He could still clearly see the Ramshackle Prefect he remembered running down hallways, arms always full. The same one who was there at arguably the worst times in his life. The same person who was kind to him despite everything.

He felt a smile pull at his lips as he remembered his all too conceded attempts to impress them.

Yuu sighed beside him, giving up on whatever thought they had. Looking away from the weathered paint and back to him, they furrowed their brow.

“What are you smiling about?” They asked, their tone equal parts curious and playful as a wry smile dawned on their lips. The moonlight streaming in from the window lit them in a sort of magical way. The same way it had when they were younger.

Vil was silent for a moment, washed away by the nostalgia of it all. “You look lovely tonight.”

They blinked, eyes wide and chuckled, “You don’t think my makeup looks like a child drew it on? Or my hair is neglected?” The asked, the same joking tone with a bit of bite to it.

He couldn’t help but cringe a little thinking back to how he’d shown his affection by belittling them before. Every compliment was followed by a critique, telling them the color of their shirt was wrong for them or how their hair would look better if they took better care of it — as if any of that stuff really mattered. It never worked, though looking back he was thankful it never drove them away either.

“I can’t remember if I ever said this but…” Vil hummed, his hands dug into his pockets, fists clenched, “I’m sorry. I was… perhaps not the easiest to get along with.”

He thought back to Epel. They had had a… messy falling out. At the time Vil couldn’t believe it, how anyone could be so foolish as to pass him up as a mentor.

Yuu nodded, a fond sigh coming from their chest, “You, and every other student. It’s water under the bridge.”

Vil hummed, a bit of relief coming to him but still, there was a pit in his stomach. A sort of nagging feeling that told him he wasn’t done.

“I mean it though,” Vil hummed, his voice low as he reached out to them, pushing their hair back to see their face. A face he thought he’d never see again, “You look lovely tonight. There’s nothing I would change.”

Staring back at him, owlish eyes that finally seemed awake. They smiled, leaning into his hand, “Where’s all this coming from?”

“I missed you.” Vil blurted before he could think. “I really thought that I’d never see you again.”

“Oh.”

“Can I kiss you?”

Vil stopped, and bit his tongue, his own words finally catching up with him. He couldn’t tell if the draft let in a chill or if it was his own forming dread. A part of him wanted to turn away, cut the tension and throw away the moment, but something else kept his eyes on them.

Yuu stared at him, lips parted, perhaps trying to answer or in shock. If the prior then they never found their thought, because they were silent as they took a step forward. Their hands hesitated, hovering centimeters from him, before settling on his chest. Mere inches away, Vil leaned forward his hands in their hair, closing the gap. Their lips met and immediately eyes shut. Soft and slow, Yuu trailed their hands slowly to his shoulders, clasping around his neck. They tilted their head to the side and though there was very little space, it still felt like too much. A hand left their hair, falling to the small of their back, pressing them to him.

When they broke apart they were breathless, soft panting filling the otherwise quiet building. Their lips were now painted a similar rouge as his, messily transferred with a stunning asymmetry. Carefully, Yuu reached up, their fingers wiping just under his lip, their brow furrowed, concentrating. He let them fix his make-up but it didn’t matter. He just watched.

“I don’t know what there is to do on the Sage Isle, but let me take you out.” Vil murmured, his hands still holding their waist.

“I know a bar, it’s a bit of a dive if you can handle that.” Yuu hummed.

“Anywhere you like.”

[haletwfic]

New Life

Derek Hale x Reader

Inspired from Teen Wolf Movie Teaser Trailer.

This is just for fun. My grammar is very bad bcs english is not my language.

-

Everything went great right after you graduated from high school. You applied job at local restaurant, Stiles became an FBI agent, Scott worked full time at Deaton’s animal clinic, Lydia went to college alongside with Malia. Derek? He moved to New York before you graduated. Actually the last time you saw him when you all at Mexico. He left with Braeden and leave you without a goodbye.

Oh, you still lived with Noah, Stiles’ father. You felt you owe him everything right after your parents death, he took care of you and let you live with him and Stiles. And you working instead of went to college so you could gave him some money as a gratitude for everything he did for you.

Everything hasn’t the same. You barely hang out with Scott, almost lost contact with everyone, but still manage to call your cousin to check him out. And it’s been three years.

You closed the restaurant because it’s already 9 PM. You walked out and you found Scott stood beside his motorcycle.

“YN!” He looked so happy when he saw you. He approached you and wanted to hug you. You smiled and hugged him immediately.

You pulled the hug. “How’s Deaton?”

He frowned. “I came far away from clinic just to get to you and that was your first question?”

You laughed and so did he. “I know you’re doing good. How’s your parents doing?”

He smirked. “Felt so different having my dad living in my mom’s but I’m happy they’re back together again. What about you and Noah?”

You sighed. “He’s getting old you know. He’s missing Stiles so bad. And that’s why i still live there so he wouldn’t be lonely. At least his nephew got some spark on that house.” “You got something to say to me? Because I’m going home and I’m bringing my car.” You glanced at your car.

“Oh about that…,” he looked so nervous. “Derek is back to town.” He paused. “He still live on that loft, in case you want to know. Alright, see ya YNN!” He left you, and you walked to your car. Damn. Derek is in Beacon Hills?

You immediately drove your car to the haunted building that Derek lived in. You didn’t know why you wanted to get there. What if he lived there with Braeden? You might look fooled if you saw both of them. But you didn’t care. You just want to make sure that Scott wasn’t messing with you. You need to see Derek so bad.

You arrived at his door. Very heavy sliding door. You knocked it softly and he must have known you’re here since he could sense you.

He opened it and kinda startled when he saw you. “YN?” He stood there and made eye contact with you for like a minute. “Come in.” He finally let you in. You notice his loft much brighter than before. And smell fresh like he put some perfume. And also you hadn’t seen any sign of Braeden here.

“How are you?” You asked him a very basic question. Of course you didn’t want asked him about him and Braeden. Stop thinking about her.

“I’m good, what about you?” He asked and gave you the sweetest smile.

You rolled your eyes. “3 years you have been away from Beacon Hill and now you’re back and asking me how am i doing?” You didn’t answer his question and hugged him. “Are you married with Braeden?” That question just came out from your stupid mouth.

Derek laughed. “It’s not funny.” You said it with a flat face. “Because the last time i saw you, you ran away with her.”

“I’m not… married to anyone.” You sighed in relieved.

When you and him were silenced, there was a sound of someone crying. “Who is that? Is there a someone here? Are you watching a movie with someone and there’s a scene?”

Derek didn’t answer and run upstair immediately and you followed him. You shocked when you saw him hold a toddler. “Am i seeing you with a kid or it just a doll?”

He came approached you. “This is Eli, my son.” Your eyes widened when he mention ‘son’ word. “Not with Braeden. I had a girlfriend, Delena, but she died on childbirth.” He definitely could read your mind. But your heart kinda break when he mention he had a girlfriend. “You know where i could find a babysitter?”

You punched his arm. “You just back to your hometown just to asked me where to find a babysitter?” And then you both laughed.

[staytinyzen01]

Apologies

Nct 24th member au

Haechan × Hua (and mentions of other members)

The day after she left the NCT Dream practice, she found herself holed up in Ten and Kun's dorm resting her leg. She had been sat on the sofa, mulling over the events that had happened and sighed.

She regretted letting haechan's words get to her, and she hated that she had caused more injury to herself, but most of she was regretful. As she had been thinking, she realised how important all 8 members were for this comeback as it would be Mark's last one before he graduated Dream. They all needed to be together now more than before. She also felt a duty to Jaemin to make sure his first Dream comeback that wasn’t 2018 related, had all 8 members.

She had her phone in her hand and was trying to figure out what she was going to say to Donghyuck.

Haechan had been thinking all night about how he was going to apologise to Hua. He spoke to his hyungs to figure out the best way to say sorry and mend things between the two. Once he had gathered his thoughts and what he needed to help apologise, he headed to where Johnny had said Hua was.

He knocked on Kun and Ten's door apprehensively. He had a bag with a stuffed toy and a couple of other things he knew Hua liked, along with some sunflowers and supplies to help her heal quicker. Ten let him in and told him that Hua was in the living room resting.

When Haechan walked in, she was facing away from him, so he cleared his throat to let her know he was there. She looked up startled, and when she saw him , she looked away slightly before she said anything.

"Um...Hi?" She spoke awkwardly. "Do you want to sit down?"

Haechan nodded quickly and went to speak. His voice cracking as he did so.

"Yeah....yeah I would."

He sat down next to her carefully and turned so he was facing her fully. He took a couple of minutes to formulate his words before he spoke.

"First and foremost, I need to apologise. I said some extremely hurtful things, and although I wish I could go back in time and take them back, I haven't mastered time-travel yet, so that is currently impossible. I took things that you told me you were insecure about, some things that you told me in confidence and weaponised them against you, and I was wrong. The things I said couldn't have been more wrong. You are such an asset to this group, to all of us. You make the practices easier. You brighten everyone's day and most importantly you are there for every one of us. I took your kindness and moment of weakness and turned them against you, and for that, I am truly sorry.

And second, I said that we didn't need you. Totally, you were just Jaemins replacement, and you should leave. You were never Jaemjn's replacement. You added things to the group that we didn't realise we were missing, like the ideas of family time and how we as a group can do so much more together.

I know you said not to talk to you until I get injured and have to perform, does a heart injury count? As soon as Renjun hit me, I realised the mistakes that I made, and it hurt my heart when I realised I had hurt the purest person I know.

I said a lot of things that were due to frustration and tiredness. I wanted everything to be perfect, especially for Marks' last Dream comeback, and I took it out on you. I neglected to realise that you were still healing, and that once the cast came off, your ankle wasn't immediately fixed, and you would dance like normal again, so I'm sorry for that too. I'm not trying to excuse my's actions, but I want you to know that I never meant any of it.

I don't expect you to accept my apology. I won't blame you if you decide never to speak to me again. But we need you, I need you back with us for this comeback. Please come back."

By the end of his apology, Donghyuck had tears running down his face as he looked to the ground. Hua was in the same boat. She mulled over his words before wordlessly pulling him into a hug.

"I forgive you. It really hurt what you said, but understand that you didn't mean it. The hyuck I know and love would never have said something hurtful and meant it. I understand that you want this comeback to be perfect, and so do I. I want to be present for Mark's last Dream comeback. So after lunch, once I get dressed, you can take me to the practice room, and we can all practice together, yeah? Oh, and you are buying lunch."

Haechan just hugged her tighter, nodding before remembering what he brought and pulling away. Wiping his tears, he handed her the bag of goodies.

"I brought you some things you might like. I also brought you some bits to help your ankle. Let me know if it hurts or anything, and you can stop immediately. Anytime you need something, I will get it. Just say the word."

Hua just giggled and nodded, sniffling slightly and wiping her tears before frowning.

"Wait...did you say Renjun hit you?"

Hyuck winced and nodded. "It took basically everyone to get him off. Who knew someone so small had that much rage in their body. I'm okay and I know he hates me at the moment so maybe you can explain that we are friends again?"

Hua nodded and grabbed her phone, scolding the Chinese boy over text for hurting Haechan. He only responded with a frowning emoji and said that he thought Haechan deserved it after hurting Hua's feelings. Hua scolded some more before he begrudgingly agreed to apologise to Hyuck when they see each other.

Ten and Kun, who had been listening in occasionally just in case more issues arose, texted in the 2018 group to say that all conflicts had been resolved and everything was back to normal.

Hua got herself ready after Haechan and her had lunch. He had ordered her jjajangmyeon, and soon they headed to practice. Hua thanked Kun and Ten for their hospitality, and they said she could go back anytime, and the young friends went back to normal.

[galaxywantwish]

I am afraid.

-Kim Lip x Reader

-little angst, fluff

-Woomanna 2023.ver

(Do you remember the first time we met)

——————

" Y/n,are you even listening to me ?" Jungeun hit your shoulder as you looked at your phone.

"It’s hurt! Lippie, you are saying that your boyfriend is busy so you want to give him some coffee and visit him, right?" You rolled your eyes.

"That’s right, help me to choose which shop is cheaper and taste good?"

You and jungeun are best friends since high school and getting into the same university. You know you love jungeun so much that you want to confess to her but knowing she has a boyfriend, you just hide all your feelings behind. You always stay with her as she will share all of her sadness and happiness to you as a BESTFRIEND. You hate this word.

You know you should be the one who held her hands not that man… you know she is straight more than you think. She only sees you as a friend nothing more.

——————

You was going to the library to search for the essays but you heard jungeun’s voice and her boyfriend’s too. You saw them stand outside the room and you hide yourself behind the corner.

"You know I am busy, right? You can’t come here as you want , you will distract me!" Her boyfriend seems like annoyed what her girlfriend did.

"Yisup oppa,I just want to make sure you are fine and have your meal on time…" Jungeun sounds so sad what her boyfriend said.

"Please don’t come here next time…" then that yisup guy go inside the room and jungeun turn around and leave too.

You immediately walk away and go to the library instead. You didn’t talk about this even after she talk to you, you pretend you didn’t know what she said.

——————

3 days later

Jungeun tell you her boyfriend broke up with her and the reason is because he is too busy to maintain the relationship and work.

" You know how I love him, I love him so much…"

"It’s okay, bro. I’m here for you! We are best friend, aren’t we?"

"I thought everyone want a caring girlfriend but turns out it wasn’t like that, because they will consider it as annoying or bothering them."

"I doubt that, I wish I could have a caring one like you, you know how clumsy and forgetful I am "

"Y/n, you are really my best friend! I am glad that I have you! Well I hope you can find one too!" Jungeun hugs you.

The one is you…

It’s hurt, hurts so much. You celebrate her birthday, graduation, Christmas etc. When her boyfriend was busy with his freaking jobs. You are always here for her. But you are still her friend, her best friend.

She tells you next day she will meet her boyfriend. She call you after the meeting.

"I will be there 5 minutes, wait me !" You ditch your friend chaehyun and minji to look after your best friend.

When you arrived at the bar. You saw a bag with a doll and some other stuff that you can tell it’s present from jungeun on the table. Jungeun is silently crying and you hugged her so tight.

"Don’t cry, at least not for him, you deserve a better one. You stupid bear" Jungeun rest on your shoulder.

" hey! Who’s stupid bear…I’m not stupid…" jungeun hits your arm.

"So your are bear now?" You chuckled.

—————

A week later

You will also join the dance practice of her dance team. You was going to have dinner with her after the practice today, you saw that yisup guy was talking to jungeun.

"I am sorry, lip, I realised that I can’t live without you. Can I have one more chance please?"

"I am sorry, I am still scared…" jungeun bite her lips.

"I will wait you at 1/3 cafe at 7 tomorrow." Yisup leaves after finishing what she said. He bumped into you but he didn’t bother to look at you.

"Lippie, are you okay?" You worried about her.

"I am ok. Just oppa told me to meet him tomorrow!" You frowned.

" are you going to meet him? Again? He hurts you so much…"

"I don’t know… I am scared… there is no way I could hate him."

"… please don’t force yourself on it. How about I accompany you tomorrow if you are really going to meet him?"

"Thanks, y/n"

——————

Next day

Jungeun did go to meet with her ex-boyfriend. You just look at her outside the cafe.

No one’s Pov

"Lip, I really love you, I hope we can get back together like the past."

"Oppa, I am scared, what if you are busy with your work? Will I be dumped again?"

"About my work? I will try my best to adjust it for you" please trust me"

"Thank you, but I am not sure if I can go back to the past with you, because I am too scared of being in love right now, I am sorry, I need to go now. Oppa, goodbye." Jungeun stand up and leave the cafe.

——————

You saw jungeun walking out of the cafe. She saw you as well so she waved to you. You two just walk back to the university while not saying anything.

When you two walk to the central rest area of the university.

"Jungeun, I want to say something to you that I think about it long long time."

"What do you want to say? You can always tell me."

"I like you." You timidly said.

"Ah, I like you too, my best friend." She said while looking away at you.

"Not like that, I like you more than friend, I like you as a girl." You can tell jungeun is a little bit taken aback when you said you love her more than friend.

"Since when you in love with me?"

" Since long time ago , I was hurt when you telling me about you held hand with that man… I know you are not like girl like me but I still want to tell you that." you look down at the floor.

"Ah, is that so… y/n,I am sorry… I always tell my things to you as my best friend . What should I do now? I love you too. But what if we break up after we are together ? I’ll lose my best friend and my love. Because I love you so I can’t answer you. I am sorry…" Jungeun was going to walk away but you hold her hand to stop her.

You also afraid of losing your friendship with jungeun, but you want to fight for it yourself.

When jungeun turn to you. You pull her in your arms.

"We can still be friend." You whispered.Then, she hug you back.

After that night, you two didn’t contact each other. Even your friend is curious about what happened to you. You just randomly say something to change the topic.

I just destroyed my own friendship with her. I am so stupid since she only loves me as friends and she is straight, how come I will expect her to accept me. You did heard her saying she loves you too but you are not sure if she has the same feelings as you. I am so selfish to not think of how you will feel about it. I don’t think we will see each for awhile. But we will mass around each other soon? I guess… I am scared too.

—————

2 weeks later

You focus on your study these days because you did lose your best friend. You need to distract yourself from the stupid things you did.

[y/n, can we meet at 1/3 cafe at 6, your lecture end at 5:30 right?"]

You hand shaking when you received the message from jungeun after 2 weeks.

［sure.]

-1/3 cafe

You are so nervous to see her, your best friend after you confess to her.

When you walk into the cafe , you see her wearing a orange sweater siting at the corner of the cafe. You slowly walk towards her and sitting down. She smiles when you sitting down opposite to her.

"Y/n you are here! I miss you a lot."

You miss her too.

"I am sorry, I shouldn’t run away like this. Please forgive me."

"My friend will never wrong. I am sorry too, I didn’t mean to scare you when you are still hurting."

"I realised that you are the only one who always by my side. I am so stupid to realise that now. Can I still be the one you love now?"

"No, you are not stupid,is just, is just… wait! What did you mean be the one I love?" You panicked

"How come you are the stupid bear right now? I mean I love you!" Jungeun blushed while teasing you.

"What? What? I-I didn’t prepare this. Am I just dreaming? " you still not believe yourself when jungeun said she loves you.

" Seo y/n I love you, this is not dream, I love you, I love you, I love you!! Is this enough?" Jungeun raise a bit her voice. You immediately stand up and you just sit next to her.

"So, Kim Jungeun, will you be my girlfriend?" You asked.

"Yes! A big yes, my best friend! No, my best girlfriend!" Jungeun hugs you tightly.

"Jungeun yah, there are so many people looking at us." You feel embarrassed all the sudden.

"How come you become embarrassed now, stupid bear." She chuckled at you.

"We are bear couple now, both of us are bears who in love with each other." You joked. After that, you just eat something with your girlfriend together and take selfie together to show both of you become official now.

—————

You got the couple bracelets for jungeun and you, there is a bear charms on the bracelet, which represents you and her as a bear. Everyone who know you or jungeun will call " Pabo Bear couple" when they get to tease you.

You can’t tell when is the first time you meet with Jungeun, she either knows. But she remembers how upset you were when she told you she held hands with her ex-boyfriend. So it may be the first time you noticed your love for her and she realised that now.

[wise-tortoise]

I'm posting this threadfic from twitter here for archival purposes, with format adjusted for tumblr, but no other modifications from how it originally was. If you would like to read the polished version (which still has minimal changes but is a bit prettier to read I think), check out my Ao3!

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Jiang Yanli was determined to spend time with her brothers, like they used to when they were kids. She really missed them! It was nobody's fault that, after she'd gone to high school, she'd had too many obligations to just hang out with them.

And then she'd gone to university and they'd gone to high school, and everyone was too busy and doing things together seemed like an impossible task. And then she'd graduated and her brothers had gone to college instead, and with exams and projects they never had time for her!

But Jiang Yanli was determined. Now that they were done with exams for the moment, she asked them to meet up the next friday and they agreed, also eager to spend time with her (at least, she presumed...)

"A-Cheng, A-Xian!!! Here!!!!" She waved at them from the park bench she was sitting on.

They hugged tightly like they hadn't seen each other in months (not true, but family dinners didn't count) and helped her spread out the contents of their picnic baskets.

It was such an enjoyable time! All three of them, hanging out again, talking about their lives. She'd missed them so much!

After a while, seeing that they rarely mentioned someone else in their tales, Jiang Yanli got curious and asked:

"So is there no one that you like?" And that's when things started to get... Weird. Jiang Cheng got somewhat cagey - but what was fine, he's always been shy! Maybe he wasn't ready, so she wasn't going to press. But Wei Wuxian also avoided the question.

She would have expected Wei Wuxian to either be upfront about not liking anyone, or be excited to tell her if he'd met a girl he liked! But maybe... Oh, was it because it wasn't a girl? It wasn't something she'd expected, but it was nothing to be ashamed of!

She decided to show her support "So there's no girl, or boy? Anyone? You know you can tell jiejie, right? You too, A-Cheng! I will always support you ☺️" "Eh? Ah, haha, thanks, jie, but there's really no need to..."

Wei Wuxian trailed off as he looked at Jiang Cheng's closed off expression. Jiang Yanli saw some kind of shift in him, as he seemed to change course of action "Actually, there is someone I like, quite a lot" "Oh?? Do tell me more, if you can ☺️"

"they are always shy and grumpy, but very kind. They're like tofu that's crispy outside but soft inside!" Jiang Yanli laughed at the comparison, while Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes and turned his head away from them

"i really, uh, I really like spending time with them, it's fun and they. Uhm. Jie, they make me happy" Wei Wuxian said, turning shy and looking at the grass under them. Jiang Cheng was now looking at him, too. Jiang Yanli was surprised. Could it be that her A-Xian had found his forever?

"Wei Wuxian... You- you really mean it?" "Of course I do. This person is... very important to me and I- I want to make them happy as well. If they'll let me" Aw, so her A-Xian really was in love! But why did A-Cheng look like he was about to cry...?

"Stupid" Jiang Cheng said as he threw his arms around Wei Wuxian, who hugged him back immediately, their momentum bringing them down half on their blanket and half on the grass...

...huh? Jiang Yanli was very confused. Who was this special person?

Why would A-Xian's confession get such a reaction out of A-Cheng? But as she saw how the two were entangled, smiling with tears in their eyes, and had maybe even forgotten about her, she realized who that special person was.

Jiang Yanli smiled and cut three more slices of cake. There was something to celebrate, after all.

[angeldyannaaa]

ANSWERS

Samantha and Maureen are best friends since they are young. They’re always by side of each other, in terms of happiness and even in sadness. They both went to same school, same class. They’re also both graduated in same school. They’re both presents in their birthdays and celebrates together all the achievements they received. One sunny day, they decide to go to the mall, they want to buy some clothes and bags. They travel around the mall until they feel hunger. The two of them find a place to eat and when they are finished ordering they wait for their food while talking and laughing to each other. In the middle of their conversation and happiness, Samantha look to Maureen and said to himself “ How can I live without you? “ and exhale a deep breath.

In the sports fest at their school they decided to participate in the games. While they were playing volleyball, Maureen head was hit by a ball, Samantha immediately panicked and ran to the clinic to ask for help, when she returned, her friend Maureen was gone. Sh asked a student if they knew where their friend was, the student said that Maureen had been taken to another clinic so Samantha immediately went to the clinic. When she entered, she immediately fixed his gaze on a man. He immediately went and asked him.

“Where’s Maureen, how is she?” she asked softly.

“She’s fine,” the man answered briefly and immediately left the clinic.

Samantha was left standing stunned when she realized who the man was.

Flashback

“Just two years Sam, I’ll be back too” Jace said calmly but full of emotion.

“I’ll wait for you,” Sam answered briefly.

End of flashback

When they got home from school, Samantha took Maureen to their home, they immediately went to Maureen's room and Sam asked Maureen.

"How's your head?" she asked.

"I'm fine, Sam, I'm just dizzy," Maureen answered.

"Who brought you to the clinic?" asked Samantha

"Ah, that's Jace, he's a transferee at school, they said," Maureen said with a shrug.

"Ah, is that so? Alright Maui, I'll go home , we'll be early tomorrow and maybe they'll be looking for me too, rest now" Samantha hurriedly said goodbye

"Okay Sam, be careful" Maui said waving as Samantha walked out the door.

After returning home, Sam immediately opened his phone to say to Maureen that she was home. When she opened his instagram, someone messaged her.

Jace Andrew Martinez

"How are you?" Jace asked

His eyes immediately widened at what she saw, she wondered if she would answer and how she would answer, but in the end she didn't answer.

One afternoon, Samantha and Maureen were walking home from school when they met Jace who immediately asked if he could talk to Sam, the two friends looked at each other, Sam hesitated but eventually nodded.

The two went to the park to talk.

"Why didn't you answer my message?" said Jace

"For where else?" Sam answered

"I just wanted to talk to you," Jace answered calmly

"What else are we doing? Are we already talking?" Samantha answered weakly but firmly.

Jace immediately stopped and was stunned by Sam's answer. There was a moment of silence between the two of them.

"Why are you only now? Didn't you say it was only two years?" Sam broke the silence.

"B-because" Jace stammered

" What? " Sam shouted

The conversation between the two was immediately interrupted when Maureen called Sam because the night was getting late.

"What did you two talk about?" Maureen said while arranging her things in the cabinet.

"That's nothing Maui," Sam answered gently

"I didn't think that the one who helped me was your ex," Maui answered with a laugh.

"Why did he just show up to me now," Sam cried

Sam immediately burst into tears, Maureen hugged her to comfort her. Due to fatigue, Sam was unable to return to their house, she just said to her mother that she would sleep at Maureen's house. Sam couldn't sleep wondering what Jace's reason was, so he opened her instagram and typed a message for Jace.

"Let's talk again, maybe tomorrow after school, I just want to hear your reason" Sam's message.

After she sent it, Sam went to sleep.

The next day after school, Sam immediately went to where they talked yesterday, as soon as she arrived she saw Jace.

"What's the reason?" Sam asked directly

"I'm sick Sam, we had to fly to another country so that I can be treated and get better" explained Jace

"Why did you just tell me everything now" Sam said crying

"Because there is no more time Sam, at that time I was not sure if I would be able to return to the Philippines or not, I don't want you to hope that you will be with me for a long time" Jace explained again.

"I still hoped, didn't I? I still hoped that you would come back as you promised, but what? You did come back, but all my longing for you and all the pain you caused are still here," answered Sam trembling

Sam covered his face and cried, Jace immediately hugged her.

"I'm sorry Sam, I'm sorry" Jace said

After 2 years

"Congrats to us Sam," Maureen said happily

Sam smiled and hugged her friend.

"Congratulations love" said Jace who was behind Samantha

Samantha turned to Jace and hugged him.

"Thank you love" said Samantha

"No, I should be the one to thank you because despite everything you still managed to forgive me, thank you for everything Sam" said Jace while stroking Sam's hair

"Before we cry, let's go home so we can celebrate what needs to be celebrated," Maureen said with a laugh.

Learn to forgive, if God forgives you should too.

[crimsonmoonlite]

Fangs and Fragility - Twilight/Beau Swan - 18+ - 1. Bella

Bella

October 3rd, 2005 3:39 PM

Seattle, WA

   It's been 8 years since the last time I came to Forks... 8 years since the last time I saw my father, and 8 years since I even spoke to my brother Beau. Where we left off last time wasn't so good... Beau, Charlie tried to call me at least once a week. I assume he is still mad, he blocked me on Myspace when I friended him a few years back.

   I am not sure if I want to reconcile with him, I racked my brain trying to figure out why he was so angry with me. The only thing I can think about is that I started dating his best friend, Freddie Henderson... and even then, I don't think that warranted how fast he was out of the house.

   When Beau moved out it broke our Mom's heart, that's why I was a little more careful when asking if I could move to Forks so she and Phil could enjoy their first year being married. I'm not sure if Dad was thrilled to have me come live with him, he does have 4 other kids than me and Beau... it might be a full house, though I can never tell anything from his tone.

   I do want to spend a bit of time with my father before I graduate high school, after graduation, I am pretty much immediately moving back to Arizona to attend college. I haven't even met my younger half-brothers; their mother just left them alone with Beau and Charlie without any warning... I wonder if Beau helps Dad out around the house. I remember Beau hating babies the times we would have to babysit for our neighbor in Phoenix.

   Beau and I have never really got along, he is my twin... we are supposed to be attached at the hip or something. We are fraternal twins... but we should still have a resemblance to each other, but we look nothing alike. I take after my mother's features and Beau takes after my father's side... who knows we look more alike now?

   "Ready honey?" Mom asked, I could see the sadness in her eyes. Phil and She were bringing me to Seattle on their extra flight mileage, mom also wanted to see Beau. I was surprised when Dad said that Beau was coming to pick me up, I would be assuming my little siblings would be coming unless they could find a babysitter. "Phil and I will grab a cab, we will meet you at the steakhouse,"

   "I'll go with you."

   "Are you sure?"

   "Well yeah, I will have plenty of time with Dad and Beau, I am sure they will understand," I said, and we made our way out of the plane and to the baggage claim.

   "Help me find your father, honey, I bet he is a bit fatter now without us there to encourage him and Beau to eat better," Mom said and rolled my eyes, I love her to death, but she only cares about looks and how much she and everyone weighs.

   As mom and I were looking around and Phil was grabbing my luggage I locked eyes with a goth guy, and I only recognized him when he rolled his eyes. He picked up two toddlers lightly kicked a man beside him and walked toward us with two elementary-aged kids in tow.

   "Oh my god..." Renee said trying to hide her disgust, I am sure she didn't recognize Beau at first... she has a thing against goths too.

   "Beaufort? Is that you?" Phil looked like he had just seen a clown, "you look like one of the Nancy wrist cutters now," he laughed, and Beau didn't acknowledge him. Mom did a good job of pretending he began to laugh switching into a scold to her husband, Charlie looked like he was about to punch Phil in the face.

"Bear, What is a wrist cutter?" The oldest of my half siblings said and everyone was too stunned to speak, except Beau who looked calm and collected.

   "A band, and it's a bad word, Don't say it again Calliope, thanks for that..." Beau said pointedly at Phil and Mom.

   "It's so good to see you baby-" Mom rushed forward to hug Beau but he put his hand out in front of him to stop her.

   "I'm good," Beau snapped and Charlie pinched the bridge of his nose, Beau looked at me and I glared at him... there was no reason to treat our mom like this, he rolled his eyes. "Keys," Beau held out his hand for Dad to hand him the keys.

   "Son, be nice," Dad told him with a pointed look and Beau rearranged his face to false niceness.

   "Oh sorry, yeah... let me just kiss everyone's ass like you," Beau snapped and things got quiet.

   "So, are we going to eat still?" I asked to cut the tension, Charlie's face softened and turned to me.

   "Yep, your favorite one that you would always want to eat at before you went back to Renee's," Charlie said pointing to the oldest girl who looked to be around 5, "This is Calliope," Charlie said with pride and the girl on cue smiled as big as she could. "This is Sebastian," the four-year-old boy widened his eyes and quickly ran behind Beau's leg to hide. "And the twins are Genevieve and Adelaide,"

   "I got to give it to you Charlie, those are really cute names," Mom smiled and greeted all of the babies.

   "Oh, Beau helped name them, Fiona loved his suggestions," Charlie smiled proudly but then he seemed to realize he spoke about Fiona. We said a few more things before mentioning that we would meet them at the restaurant.

------- 4:44 PM    Seattle traffic was horrible like usual, but it seemed like we got to the restaurant at the same time, It was a good thing that Charlie reserved a table. Everyone was sitting down before Beau got up and rearranged the seating so the kids would be between him and Charlie... the awkward thing is that Beau was right next to Phil. I can't remember them ever getting along either.

   We all agreed to get the food at the same time the server came for our drinks, so everyone quickly looked through the menu. "Get whatever you guys wait, Dinner is on me," Phil said smirking spreading his legs and resting his arms on the back of Mom and Beau's chair.

   "Get your hand off of my chair," Beau said and when Phil didn't do it, he manually shoved it off.

   "Pad Thai," I said when the server got to me.

   "Can't get that, Bastian is deathly allergic to nuts," Beau said and I widened my eyes.

"I'm sorry..." Sebastian said with a frown.

   "Oh, no-no it's okay, I will have the erm..." I didn't want to upset Sebastian, but I wanted the pad Thai.

   "Lemon pepper chicken with garlic mashed potatoes," Beau said and that surprisingly sounded good.

   "Yeah, I'll have that,"

   "I want the ribeye steak and lobster-" Charlie said and Beau shook his head.

   "Calliope has a shellfish allergy," Beau said and Charlie looked apologetic to Calliope, "He will have the pan-seared grouper on the side," Beau suggested.

   "Oh, even better, where did you see that?" Charlie asked, "Sebastian you wanted the ghetti, and Calli you wanted the chicken nuggets?" he asked, and the kids nodded, Beau sighed.

   "Both have a gluten sensitivity; do you have rice noodles or just rice?"

   "I don't want rice..." Calliope crossed her arms and Charlie cheered her up by giving her head a rub.

   "You'll have the rice, and you'll like it, or you won't have cartoon time before bed," Beau said sternly and Calliope stuck her tongue out at him, then the server looked at him for his order. "Water,"

   "You don't want anything else, Sweetie? your belly was grumbling on the way here?" Charlie raised an eyebrow.

   "I'm fine, 'll help the kids with their spaghetti,"

   "It's not spaghetti if it's rice..." Calliope muttered under her breath.

   "Order Phil," Beau sighed when it was silent still, he reached into the stroller and got some baby food and a bottle out for the twins. The dinner was awkward even for us as it went on, Beau was quiet as he fed the babies... I would help but I was never really good with the little tykes when we would babysit.

   "You sure you do want anything, sweetie? You can have some of my steak?" Charlie said to Beau breaking the silence, he was burning Adelaide while texting on his phone. "Hello, Beaufort," Charlie snapped in his direction and Beau looked at him confused. "I was offering you my steak, put your phone away and talk to your mother. You can talk to Jacob when we get back home."

   "Who Jacob?" I asked as the name sounded familiar.

   "Jacob Black, the kid on the reservation you two use to play with, he and Beau are fri-"

   "He is my boyfriend," Beau interjected and Mom choked on her drink, my mouth fell open... Beau is gay? How could my twin be gay, and I didn't know it... is this why he hates me? Because I can't sense something as simple as him liking men? "Hey Renee, want Charlie to fill you in on what he caught Jacob and me doing in my room the other day,"

   "Beau," Charlie widened his eyes.

   "Stop being disrespectful boy," Phil snapped.

   "Don't talk to my son like that,"

   "He only got in trouble for wrestling with Jacob," Calliope said innocently and I put a hand over my mouth trying to hold in laughter as Mom looked like she was about to faint, and Phil rubbed his face. "What? It's only wrestling, Beau gets in trouble for wrestling a lot,"

   Things got quiet again, Calliope needed a little nudging to eat more. Beau acted like he was going to eat it and she got right back to eating... he doesn't look healthy, and I wonder if he doesn't eat often... at least he got some bites in to coax the kids.

   "Bear Bear, I need to go potty," Bastian said as Beau was trying to get Genevieve to stop crying.

   "Come on little man, I have to go too," Phil said.

   "Dad, take your son to the bathroom," Beau snapped.

   "I don't have to go," Charlie shrugged and Beau sighed handing Genivive to him while picking up Bastian and putting him on his hip.

   "Callie come on, you have to try to go," Beau said standing up and going in the wrong direction of the bathrooms.

   "I'll go help him," I said as the others looked in his direction confused.

   "Here, Take Eve, she might need a change, take the bag please baby girl," Charlie said and I nodded. I tried to remember how to carry a baby as I caught up with Beau.

   "You're going the wrong way," I said, and Beau looked me up and down before calling down a server.

   "Can we use the employee bathroom? They have an immune deficiency, and they might catch something if we go to the public restroom," Beau said, and the server... I didn't know that was a thing. "Where is Addie?"

   "Adelaide? She is asleep in her stroller?"

   "Go with them, I'll see if she needs to change her diaper too," He said, and I grabbed at him, but he already passed. I walked into the bathroom with the two just as dumbfounded as them, their eyes were so wide looking at me in confusion.

   "Er... I'll look away, Calliope helps me with Eve," I said pulling down the diaper station, the door opened, and in came Beau. He turned on the sink and it seemed to help Bastian go right away.

   "Hey... What's up with you?" I asked and he looked at me confused, he raised his eyebrows at me and looked at me with his striking big pale blue eyes... man I wish I got those instead of Dad's beady eyes... I don't know how Beau got them. There were so many questions I wanted answered but all that came out was, "Why are you mad at me?"

   "Mad? What are you talking about,"

   "You... we haven't talked in 8 years, you never called me," I stammered.

   "You never called me either," Beau said and I guess that is true... I could have called him. "Look... I am not mad at you. I am mad at Renee and Phil,"

   "Why? They haven't done anything but love you,"

   "You don't know everything Bella... just drop it," Beau sighed and cleaned off the tykes and checked the baby's diapers. Before I could ask another question he was out of the door and back on the way to the table, they were packing up after paying the waitress. "Keys, I will get a head start getting them in their seats,"

   Charlie looked like he was about to tell him to say goodbye to Phil and Renee first but Beau gave him a look and he gave in handing him the keys. It took me several minutes to say goodbye to Mom and Phil, trying my best not to cry.

   "Ready to come home, baby girl?" Charlie asked as Mom and Phil got in a taxi, he gave me a big hug.

   "Yeah, Dad... I am ready," I sighed hugging him back, he started busting out laughing.

   "Did you see the look on your mother's face when Beau mentioned he had a boyfriend?" Charlie asked before laughing so hard it was silent, I started laughing with him following him to the car... I missed his laugh. Please Vote, Comment, Add to your lists, and share this story with a friend:).

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Never Been Kissed ~ P.P

chapter six: said too much

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At 7:45 am Monday morning, Peter was outside your apartment door. You hadn’t spoken all weekend, something that hadn’t happened since before the lessons started. He knocked on your door and held his breath until you opened it.

“Peter? What are you doing here.”

“Um, here.” Peter let out a nervous breath and handed you what he had been holding.

“What’s this?” You wondered as you unfolded the item of clothing.

“Girlfriend lesson number twenty two, I like others knowing you’re my girlfriend.” Peter smiled shyly as you looked at the hoodie he had handed you. It had his last name printed on the back in chunky white letters. You stared at the hoodie for a minute and smiled sadly before looking up at him.

“So I’m still your pretend girlfriend? Even after I yelled at you for no reason?” You asked as you hugged the hoodie to your chest.

“It wasn’t for no reason.” Peter shook your head. “I was in your business when you told me to stay out of it.”

“Maybe. But you were also looking out for me. And I should’ve let you.” You sighed. “I’m sorry that I snapped at you. I can get so defensive sometimes. I can be so mean when I want to be. I’m sorry you had to see it.”

“It’s okay. I can be mean too. You know I care about you, honey. I just want to make sure you’re okay.” Peter said as he took one of your hands in his.

“I am okay. I promise, if there was something really wrong, I’d tell you.” You told him and tried to be as convincing as possible.

“So the counting….” Peter asked and trailed off.

“It’s just counting. I swear.” You told him. Peter didn’t fully believe you, but he knew you’d pull away if he continued to push.

“Okay.” He nodded. “Okay. I believe you.”

You smiled in relief before stepping forward and hugging Peter. You had been feeling guilty all weekend for yelling at him and you were grateful he’d forgiven you. Peter rubbed his hand up and down your back as he hugged you.

“I missed you.” He mumbled into your ear.

“I missed you too.” You told him. “I missed my boyfriend.”

Peter smiled when you called him this and hugged you tighter. He pulled out of the hug a little so that he could kiss you.

“Come on. I’ll walk you to school.” He offered.

“Okay. Let me just grab my bag.” You pecked his lips again before going into your apartment.

“Honey, I’m glad I caught you before you left.” Your mom said when you walked into the kitchen.

“What’s up?”

“What do you think about a nose job?” She asked with an excited smile.

“Oh, um. Haven’t you already had like three nose jobs?” You laughed awkwardly.

“Not for me, silly.” She laughed. “For you! As a graduation present. I could even be the one to do it.”

Your smile immediately fell and you clutched the hoodie in your hands so tight that your knuckles hurt.

“You think I need a nose job?” You asked as you covered your nose with your hand.

“You don’t?” Your mom chuckled. “Honey, you turn your head too fast, you almost poke an eye out.”

“Oh.” Your eyes slowly fell to the floor as you kept your nose covered.

“Think about it, okay? And throw that ratty old sweatshirt away. You want to look your best, don’t you?” Your mom asked when she saw Peters hoodie in your hands.

“Of course.” You said quietly as you looked to your right. You looked into a mirror on the wall and felt like your nose looked bigger than it ever had before.

“Okay. Have fun at school.” Your mom smiled sweetly and left the room. You sucked in a sharp breath and wiped the single tear that had fallen before pulling the hoodie on over your outfit. You grabbed your backpack before joining Peter out in the hall.

“You okay?” Peter asked when he noticed the look on your face.

“Yeah. Fine.” You smiled at him quickly before looking down. You kept your head down on the walk to school in fear of anyone seeing your nose. Peter noticed you were quiet but knew you well enough at this point to know you didn’t want to talk about it.

The day turned out to be hotter than you expected but you never took Peters hoodie off. He had given it to you even after your fight and you didn’t want to let him down. By the time you sat down at your lunch table, you were feeling faint.

“Are you okay over there babe?” Katy asked when she saw you put your head in your hands.

“I don’t feel good.” You told her and fanned yourself a little.

“Here. Have some water.” Miley said and slid her water bottle towards you. You unscrewed the cap and gave her a grateful smile.

“Thanks.” You told her before taking a long sip.

“You should take off your hoodie. It’s like 80 degrees today. Get some air.” Katy suggested.

“I can’t.” You shook your head. “It’s Peters.”

“He won’t mind.” Miley insisted.

“I’m okay. Really.” You insisted. Your friends exchanged an uneasy look before looking back at you.

“Do you want the other half of my bagel?” Brittany offered.

“I can’t.” You shook your head again. “I already ate over 1,000 calories today.”

“I doubt it. It’s early.” Katy tried to assure you.

“No, I did. I had oatmeal for breakfast this morning, two cups of oats so 300 calories right there. I drank a smoothie, which was 270 calories. Then I had a granola bar, another 200. And I had a salad, which was about 310 calories. I shouldn’t have anymore.” You told them, making them at each other again.

“Calories are energy. You need energy to get through the day.” Miley told you as she slid the bagel towards you again.

“I know. But I’ve had enough for now.” You told them.

“Sweetie, you should really eat something.” Katy said and put her hand on top of yours.

“I can’t. If I don’t fit into my prom dress, my moms gonna kill me.” You stated, almost shouting towards the end. The girls fell into a stunned silence as you felt your face heat up in embarrassment.

“Babe, if you don’t eat something, you’re gonna kill you.” Katy said quietly. You quickly retracted your hand from her and stood up.

“You guys don’t know what you’re talking about.” You stated.

“We just want to make sure you’re okay.” Miley said softly and the other girls nodded.

“Oh my God. You and Peter need to stay out of my business. I don’t need you to worry about me, okay? I’m fine.”

“But-“

“I’m fine!” You shouted, catching the attention of students at nearby tables. Peter looked at you from his table when he heard your voice but you didn’t turn around. You looked around at all the people staring at you and gulped in embarrassment. You quickly left the lunch room and ran down the hallway until you found a bench. You put your head in your hands and felt a few tears slip down your face. The stress was getting to you and you found yourself feeling frustrated all the time now. You were only alone for a new minutes until you heard a familiar voice.

“Oh shit. Is that my little sister?” Archer asked when he saw you sitting on the bench. You looked up from your hands and quickly wiped your face. He sat down beside you and silently handed you a tissue.

“We were six minutes apart. Six.” You reminded him as you dried your tears with the tissue.

“So? That still makes you sick minutes littler than me.” He replied, and you cracked a smile. Archer put his hand on your back and rubbed small circles.

“What’s wrong?” He asked quietly, making your tears fall again. He pulled you closer and let you cry against his shoulder until you felt ready to speak.

“Mom said I need a nose job. She said it could be my graduation present.” You said through the tears that kept falling.

“Really? She told me I was getting a car.” Archer said, only making you cry harder.

“She hates me.” You whimpered.

“She doesn’t hate you.“

“She does. Ever since I hit puberty, she’s hated me. All she does it put me down.”

“She’s insecure. You know she’s had seven survives since dad left? Seven. It’s like she thinks if she removes all the parts of herself that’s human and replaces them with plastic, he’ll come back.”

“He cheated on her with a 21 year old girl. He’s not coming back.” You shook your head and rolled your eyes a little.

“Maybe we shouldn’t either.” Archer said after a minute.

“What do you mean?”

“If I did get a car, we could leave. We could get our own place and never come back.”

“Arch, no one is gonna sell an apartment to two teenagers.” You smiled sadly.

“So we’ll go to college and graduate and then live off the money I make from my business.“

“Your business?”

“I’ve told you about it.”

“Oh my God. No one is gonna invest in Arch-ment paper.”

“It’s parchment paper with my face on it. It’s genius. I’ll be beating off investors with a stick. And then it can just be the two of us. Like it’s always been.”

You looked at him for a minute and almost agreed to his plan.

“We can’t just leave her. She has no one. She’s awful, but she’s still our mom.” You said quietly as you looked at your hands. Archer looked at you for a minute before patting your knee.

“I don’t think you should get a nose job. You’re my twin sister. Your nose is my nose. I know I used to get annoyed when people told us how much were looked alike, but I actually like it now. You’re my best friend. And I like having my best friends face. So don’t change your nose. Don’t change our nose.”

“I won’t.” You smiled a little as you looked at him.

“Good. Your teeth however…” He trailed off and grimaced.

“Shut up.” You laughed and pushed him.

“Hey Arch. Do you know when- oh. Sorry. Am I interrupting?” Brad Davis asked as he walked up to the two of you. You quickly wiped your face free from tears and got up.

“You’re fine. You can sit. I was just leaving.” You told Brad and went to walk away.

“No! You should stay.” Brad said quickly and you gave him a strange look.

“I mean, if you want.” He followed up.

“Yeah. Stay. I feel like I never see you anymore. You’re always out with your little boyfriend.” Archer said in a mocking tone. You rolled your eyes as Brad flushed a deep red.

“Stop it.” You said as you sat back down next to Archer.

“I heard about that. I thought it was just that one date we saw you guys out on but I guess not. So it’s true? You and Parker, huh?” Brad asked as his eyes darted to that side.

“Yeah. Me and Parker.” You smiled softly and looked down at your hoodie.

“How long has that been going on?” Brad asked you.

“A little over two months.”

“Wow. Are you guys gonna stay together after graduation?” Brad asked as he looked at the floor.

“We don’t know yet.” You answered honestly. You and Peter hadn’t gone into detail about what would happen once you graduated and you tried not to think about that.

“You’re staying local, right?”

“Yeah. Arch and I are going to NYU.” You said and gestured to Archer.

“Cool.” Brad nodded. “So am I.”

“You are?” You asked in surprise.

“Yeah. So if you and Parker don’t work out, you should give me a call.” Brad said, making you and Archers eyes widen.

“See you around.” Brad waved before walking away.

“He just hit on me right in front of you. Did you see that?” You asked once Brad was gone. You looked at Archer for a response, but he was busy flexing at his reflection in the trophy display case across the hall from you.

“Huh? What did you say?” He asked once he stopped looking at his reflection.

Elsewhere in the school, Peter was getting his books from his locker for his afternoon classes. Flash was lurking nearby when he saw a picture of you and Peter tapped to the inside of Peters locker. Flash smirked a little before leaning against the lockers next to Peter.

“Parker, I’ve been meaning to ask you. How did a loser like you ever manage to score a babe like Y/n?”

“None of your business Flash.” Peter rolled his eyes and continued getting his books.

“Come on, Parker. What’s the matter? Scared I’m gonna take her from you?” Flash taunted and pushed Peter a little.

“What’s going on over here?” Ned asked as he came over to the two of them.

“I was just asking Penis Parker over here how he landed Y/n as a girlfriend.” Flash shrugged.

“And I was just telling him that it’s none of his business.” Peter grumbled.

“Come on. Theres gotta be something deeper going on here. I need a scientific explanation for this anomaly. How in hell did you two possibly get together?”

“She approached him and asked him to-“ Ned began and Peter made a face at him that told him to stop.

“Asked him to what?“ Flash asked, even more intrigued now.

“Nothing.” Peter said and shut his locker.

“You can’t just leave me hanging. What did she ask him to do?” Flash asked, looking directly at Ned. Ned looked at Peter, who shook his head and signaled for him to be quiet. Ned then looked at Flash, who was staring deeply into his eyes. They started to have a staring contest until Ned broke.

“Ned. Come on now. Tell Uncle Flash what happened.” Flash said and beckoned Ned closer. Peter gave Ned a stern look as Ned’s eyes darted between Flash and Peter.

“She asked Peter to practice kissing and stuff with her and they’re not actually dating and it’s just pretend and they’re just teaching each other how to be in a relationship.” Ned blurted and immediately slapped a hand over his mouth. Peter hung his head in disappointment as Flash let out a surprised laugh.

“Dude, what? So she’s not your girlfriend?” Flashed laughed tauntingly.

“No.” Peter admitted. “She’s not.”

Flash let out another loud, obviously fake laugh that caught the attention of several students. One of those students being Brad Davis.

“Wait a minute.” Brad asked with a smile on his face. “You and Y/n aren’t really dating?”

Peter blinked in surprise and looked at Ned in a panic. He had spoken probably six words to Brad total and now he had to explain the very unique and very complicated relationship he had with you.

“No. We’re not.” Peter said finally. “We’re more friends with benefits.”

“Aw, this is the best news ever!” Brad grinned. “I was totally gonna ask her out until I saw you guys holding hands in the hallway. I’ve liked her forever so I was totally bummed.”

Peter gulped and looked at Ned again for help, but Ned just gave him a helpless shrug.

“So you’re okay if I ask her out?” Brad asked in a tone that made it sound like Brad already knew the answer was yes.

“Go ahead. She’s all yours.” Peter said, immediately squeezing his eyes shut in regret.

“Thanks man.” Brad clapped Peter on the back before walking away. Peter let out a nervous breath as he watched Brad go down the hall.

“Oh, that was fun to watch. That tickled ye old pickle.” Flash laughed and patted Peters back as well before walking away.

“Dude what just happened?” Ned asked once he and Peter were alone. Peter sighed again and realized he had been nervously twisting the scrunchie you had given him around his fingers throughout the conversation.

“I don’t know.”

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Beach Days Part 1- Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x FemMitchellOC

Here is my second little thing for Top Gun. Lord help me I am probably only going to be writing about this man, but who knows. Anyways, as I said before, my stuff is typically written with a named OC as it is easier to keep track of when I right.

Rating: T+

Words: 2.1k

Warning: Some agnst, fluff, screaming, tears, overprotective fathers, little bit of an age gap (11 years).

Summary: As the daughter of Pete Mitchell and Penny Benjamin, Lily - nicknamed Sunshine by the pilots of Top Gun- had grown up with Bradley Bradshaw. She had admired him when she was a child, but now she didn’t know if she hated him or loved him after blaming her for what her father did when he pulled Bradley’s papers. A day at the beach changes the perspective of a lot of people while Lily’s father tries to train the pilots called back to Top Gun to be a team.

Miramar, California also known as FIghtertown U.S.A. was home to a very popular bar called The Hard Deck which was currently owned by Penny Benjamin. Penny had owned the bar for three years now and wouldn’t have been able to successfully run it without the help of her bartender and daughter Lily Benjamin-Mitchell. Her daughter was now 27 and had recently graduated with her second master’s in Business. Her first master’s had been in marketing. Penny was very proud of her daughter with how far she had come in life. Penny was planning to pass the bar to her daughter within the next few years but wanted Lily to get the full hang of things at the bar before any talk of signing the bar over came about. Penny was currently counting out the bottles of alcohol she needed to restock out on the floor when she vaguely heard her daughter squeal. A soft chuckle left her lips as she grabbed the box of alcohol and walked out of the double doors that lead to the floor. A smile formed as she saw her daughter hugging the one man who had made Lily possible. Penny came behind the bar and set the box of alcohol down chuckling seeing the two embrace. She waited until Lily pulled away from her father and turned to go back behind the bar. “Pete…never thought I would see you here,” she greeted lightly as she began giving her daughter bottles to organize.

Pete Mitchell - call sign Maverick - was a Naval Aviator and had been for over 30 years. He had first met Penny before going to Top Gun and reencountered her quite a few times over the years. One of those encounters ended up resulting in the birth of their beautiful baby girl, Lilian Nicole Benjamin-Mitchell or Lily for short. He had immediately claimed her and made sure to take time off to spend with her and get to know her and make sure he was a part of her life. He was extremely glad when she decided not to go into the military as he didn’t want to worry about her while she was on the other side of the world from him. He supported Lily moving back to Miramar to work with her mother at the bar. He had supported her going to college again after getting her first master’s. He would happily burn the world down for his daughter if it meant she was safe and had a stable life.

Lily loved planes just like her father and loved the thrill they gave her. The only reason she hadn’t joined the Navy to follow her father’s footsteps was because she had really bad eyesight and had to wear glasses since she was 6 years of age. The moment Lily turned 25, she had Lasik surgery done to fix her eyes so she wouldn’t have to wear thick ass glasses every day for the rest of her life. Lily had her father’s dark brown hair and stunning green eyes and was often called Sunshine by the Naval Pilots who attended Top Gun. Lily quite liked the name as she could surprisingly keep up with a lot of the jargon the pilots spoke because of the fact of who her father was. A lot of the naval personnel believed she was a pilot until she simply laughed it off and then would tell him she was simply a bartender and walked back to the bar. Lily had become quite popular with the pilots and the locals to the point where everyone considered Lily the owner of The Hard Deck instead of Penny who was happy to be able to take a step back.

Lily smiled softly as she listened to her father tell her about the test flight he had done and hitting Mach 10.4 before it blew up and he had to eject. Lily snorted as Pete told her what a kid had said when he asked where he was once he had reached a diner. She looked at him wide eyed. “He really said that? God, you must have looked like crap for him to think you were an alien,” she quipped, wiping out shot glasses and turned as someone called for the barkeep. She plastered a simple smile on her face seeing a blonde Naval pilot giving what seemed to be a flirtatious smile. She popped open two beers and smiled at him as she slid them over to the pilot and turned back to her father just as Penny rang the bell because her father had his cell phone on the bar. SHe giggled, shaking her head at her father and came over to him. “Don’t worry, Dad.” She grabbed an empty container to go around and pick up the dishware and empty glasses and bottles. She hummed softly to the music that was playing in the background. She turned and gasped as she bumped into someone. Her head snapped up as she saw someone whom she thought she would never see again. Standing in front of her wearing light, blue jeans, a white tank top and a hawaiian shirt that was unbuttoned paired with aviators. Sunshine swallowed thickly as her green eyes met the green ones of someone whom she had considered her first love. “Bradley,” she greeted softly, sounding almost out of breath. She hadn’t seen Bradley since he had yelled at her���blaming her for her father pulling his papers from the academy. She had been 11 years old when he had left for the academy. She had been 18 when she ran into him again. She had hoped to reconcile with him after not seeing him for 7 years, but he had blown up on her claiming she had known her father would pull his papers…claiming that she was selfish and unreliable just like her father. Sunshine adjusted the bin of empty dishes and bottles in her arms and looked away from him walking back behind the bar to have her mom take the bin to the back. The brunette quickly grabbed a towel to wipe down the bar doing anything and everything to ignore the stare she was getting from Bradley. She froze as her wrist was grabbed causing her to gasp and look up at Bradley.

-Flashback 9 years ago-

Lily stood under the intense rays of the sun as she smiled to herself to try and get a tan. She did occasionally like to not be a recluse and go out into the sun. She was slowly walking the sand while holding her sandals and dressed in a thin sundress that covered her bikini. Her brown hair was loosely tied back as aviator sunglasses covered her eyes. She gasped as someone bumped into her back and turned around to yell at the person who had bumped into her with no regard for her. She froze seeing Bradley Bradshaw standing before her…shirtless and sweaty. She swallowed thickly and removed her sunglasses from her face as he stared at her as if he had seen a ghost. “Bradley,” she said lightly and frowned as he scoffed at her looking disgusted and walked away from her. What the hell had she done to him to warrant that kind of behavior? “Hey! I was talking to you Bradshaw,” Lily snapped, narrowing her eyes at him as he stormed away from her. The moment that she said her last name he turned seemingly filled with anger and stalked over to her towering over her causing her to go wide eyed.

“You’re such a selfish bitch, Lilian. I can’t believe you would think letting him do what he did was okay,” he hissed glaring at her clenching his fists as Bradley’s anger got the best of him.

Lily furrowed her brow completely confused by what he was saying. Her confused look seemed to anger Bradley further as he leaned closer to her.

“Was it your idea for him to pull my papers? To set my career back years? Was it because of your stupid school girl fake crush on me you had your father pull my academy papers?” Bradley snapped at her blinded by his anger.

Realization dawned on Lily as she felt her own anger course through her body. “My dad pulled your papers?” she asked in a soft tone. “That was why you didn’t go to the academy right away?” Lily looked down hearing Bradley scoff and walk off towards where his coworkers were. She looked up again watching leave and felt sick to her stomach realizing that her father was the reason why he hated her and why he couldn’t go to the academy for years.

-End Flashback-

Sunshine blinked as she was drawn out of her thoughts as she heard Bradley call her name. She tried to pull her wrist away from his hand and frowned when he wouldn’t let go. “What do you want?” she asked lightly, staring into his eyes. He had grown a mustache and looked almost exactly like his father. He had gotten tanner, and Sunshine could tell he was far more fit than she had ever seen him.

Bradley Bradshaw gazed at the woman before him, his mind going blank. He tried to remember how she looked the last time he saw her, but all he remembered was his anger coming out and directing it towards her. He knew she wasn’t to blame for what her father did. Thinking back on it over the years, he realized that she hadn’t even known that her father was the reason why his papers had been pulled. The pilot gazed at Lily and swallowed thickly letting go of her wrist watching as she quickly made herself busy wiping down the bar. He blinked rapidly, hiding away any emotions that were surfacing and turned as he heard the familiar voice of Phoenix.

“This is how I find out you’re back in the states?” Phoenix called as she came over and hugged her fellow pilot. She smirked having seen the interaction between him and the bartender. “So…Roos what was that with Sunshine?” she asked, smirking at his confused look. “Sunshine the bartender you were just in a staring contest with? She works here with her mom, and the pilots have taken to calling her Sunshine.”

Bradley - or Rooster as that was his call sign - frowned as he looked back over at Lily. He could tell she was on the verge of tears and having a panic attack. The sight of her that way made his chest tighten for some reason he didn’t fully understand. He furrowed his brow seeing she was being comforted by a man whom he couldn’t fully see. He turned back to Phoenix with a frown. “Nothing. It was nothing,” he said with a tone of finality just as Hangman spoke, diverting his attention away from Lily…Sunshine…whatever her name was.

Sunshine was shaking as she finished wiping down the bar top. She looked at her father who knew immediately something was wrong with her. “I’m fine, Dad. I just wasn’t expecting to see him again.”

“Clearly something happened between the two of you for you to react this way,” Pete said with a frown and looked at Penny who was equally worried. He gave a nod to Penny and handed her his card to be closed out of his tab that had been run up. “I’m taking you home,” he said sternly and furrowed his brow as Penny gave him his card back saying it had been declined. He patted his pockets to pull out money and frowned as Penny simply smirked and rang the bell again to have some of the sailors throw him out of the bar.

Lily gave a small smile watching her dad get thrown out. She swallowed and looked at her mother as she was gently pushed from the bar by Penny.

“Go home. I can handle everything for the rest of the night,” she said, nudging her to get out of the bar. Penny knew Lily was not in her right mind with the encounter between her and Bradley just now.

Sunshine sighed and grabbed her bomber jacket that had all of the patches of the squadrons her father had been to over the years slipping it on as she walked out feeling eyes on her. She glanced over her shoulder seeing Bradley stare at her as he started playing the piano. The brunette looked away swallowing and going over to where her father was listening and flashing back to Bradley’s father. She touched his arm lightly. “Let’s go home,” was all she had to say before getting on the back of her dad’s bike.

[oddaesthetin]

Megumi Fushiguro x Y/N - He asks you to move in with him

Pure fluff | JJK

Author’s note:

(This is my first time writing something like this! ((also my first time posting here)) so pls be kind to me <3)

It was Friday night and you, together with the 3 idiots have just gotten home from an assignment Gojo-sensei had sent you off to. Being with them for two years, and doing this type of work definitely changed your life to an extent. Yes, it has been two years since Mei-mei-sensei knocked on your door to give you an official invitation to Tokyo Prefectural Jujutsu High School, and yes, two years had passed since you managed to befriend these three. Exactly seven months as well since you and Megumi started dating.

Going back to it— you and Nobara headed straight to your dorm building as Yuuji and Megumi did the same. As you reached your respective rooms, you three (including Maki-senpai, whom you two have spotted walking in the hallway) quickly bid your good nights to each other. You just took a quick shower and were about to go lie in bed when you heard a knock. Obviously, you got up again to see who might that be. At this point, you really don't get confused anymore when someone knocks on your door, considering you're friends with the three. One of them you're even dating.

Not that surprised, you saw Megumi when you opened the door. His hand, was still up in the air, as he was supposed to knock again.

“Megumi?” You said as a question. You widened the opening of your door, hinting for him to come inside to which he immediately obeyed.

“Sorry for bothering you this late, Y/N. I know this day had been tiring.”

You joined him in the bed, you, almost in a lying position while he’s sitting on the edge of the bed, facing you.

“No, you weren't at all bothering. I wasn't about to sleep anyway. I just finished showering and it got my mind awake, so...” you trailed off purposely. “What brings you here aside from missing me?” you continued with a grin.

He smirked, probably amused by your confidence. “Aho (stupid).”

After you've heard him say that, you saw him look away and became somewhat...tense? He also sat straight and cleared up his throat two times. Confused, you went near him and sat in the same position.

“What’s the matter? You're being quite weird.”

He returned his gaze at you. Your confused expression immediately changed into an entertained one when you saw his cheeks tinted with a shade of pink. Megumi must have noticed your change of expression, too, because he looked away again, looking quite annoyed.

“Don't look at me in that way! I'm trying my best to do this seriously, can't you see?” He scratched his head in annoyance and you just couldn't help anymore but laugh. You still don't have any idea what he went here for, but with how he's acting, you assumed it would be related to your relationship. This boyfriend of yours, amidst being serious and annoying to you most of the time, can also look very cute at times, especially when it includes you— you thought.

“What is it even, seriously? Just say it, I won’t laugh anymore, I swear.”

Still looking away, he answered. “Well, you know. Graduation is nearing and they’ll be asking us what to pursue any time now. I know I already asked you this, and we have both decided to become professional sorcerers, so… I’ll be taking my chances now. Soon, they will be asking us to free our dorms.” He paused and finally looked at you. “It’s not a secret that Tsumiki and I have been in Gojo-sensei’s care since we were a child. I don’t want to live with him and become a bother for the rest of his life so I decided I’d be renting my own place and—“

“And you’re going to ask me to move in with you?” You cut him off.

“Yes. Damn it.” He said. The last part was muttered as he looked away again.

You laughed and went even closer to hug him and offer him your sweetest smile. How cute is he when shy is what all you can think about at that moment. You did not have to think about it thoroughly. You were sure the moment you realized what he was going to ask that you will be willing to follow him wherever he will be at. With everything that has happened and is still happening, you could say that your love for each other just grows as days pass by. You’ve figured that in the nature of your work, wasting time is not in the options. If you want to do something really badly, do it immediately because you’ll never know when your time’s gonna end.

“So is that a yes?”

Seeing the nervous look on his face made you decide to make fun of him. You suddenly removed your smile in a joking manner (which he probably didn’t get because he’s always so serious) and said, “No. Ask Yuuji instead. I bet he’d say yes in a beat if you ask him.”

Mentioning Yuuji made him figure out you were toying him. Annoyance came to his face again and he stood up. “Don’t joke like that! I was really nervous about asking you. And also, I told you to quit shipping me with Yuuji. Even Maki-senpai started teasing me with him because of you, baka.”

Laughing out loud, you reached for his wrist to make him sit again. “I’m sorry, I just really found you cute and funny.”

Now wiping the lone tears caused by your amusement, you spoke again. “Of course, I’d move in with you! I can’t believe you almost thought I would not want to.”

He flicked your forehead. “It’s natural I’d be nervous. I consider that a big step in our relationship. I don’t want you to think I’m pressuring you.” He then proceeded to help you wipe the tears that followed that you’re not sure are still caused by the good laugh you just had or if it’s tears of joy already.

“You would never pressure me. I love you that I’d be willing to join you wherever and whenever you will be at. Besides, I’m scared to take time for granted and lose you in the process so——,” You did not manage to finish your statement. The next thing you knew, Megumi’s lips already landed on yours. His right hand holding your chin, while the other is on the bed, supporting his position.

With a shaky breath and a very fond and gentle look— the look that can assure even the most doubtful soul, he muttered:

“I love you, too,

Baka.”

[polyghostfacehours]

Hi! It's me again, and I have an idea for a little drabble or something! Basically, reader is Sidney's cousin or older sister, and is coming to visit from college during a break. Then later that night, reader stays up later than Sidney and is chillaxing on the couch when they get a call from Billy or Stu. And that's their first interaction with either of the two.

Love this idea! I'm not usually a fan of writing relative!Readers, but this one was too good to pass up! Also kinda popped off and made this a bit long lol.

So to be more inclusive of race, I made you guys the child of Neil Prescott's adopted sister. So you're related by familial ties instead of blood. That way all reader's can enjoy.

(Also because...uh, yeah. Can't see Billy wanting to be with someone related to Maureen lol.)

TW: Mentions of Death. Dark-ish Reader. Fucked a lil with the timeline.

poly!Ghostface x Sidney'sRelative!Reader:

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So, you're Sidney's cousin from her dad's side. You're the kid of Neil Prescott's adopted sister.

You decide to come visit your lil cousin Sidney during summer, since you decided against taking classes this semester. Plus, Sidney had just graduated high school now, and you wanted to congratulate her.

You also wanted to try and be there for her since Aunt Maureen passed. You knew it hit her hard, and saw how hard she cried at the funeral.

You'd never been to Woodsboro before. You weren't particularly close with Sidney, or rather, your mom and uncle just had a more distant relationship, so you didn't get to see Sid often.

Still, you did care about her, so you were psyched to see her!

When you arrive, it's a little awkward, but you guys quickly fall into a good conversational rhythm. She talks about her best friends Tatum and Randy, her boyfriend Billy, and her friend Stu.

You had seen them briefly at the funeral, but never talked to them since you were busy with family.

But despite you not talking to them, they had still noticed you, albeit briefly. Mainly because they thought you were attractive lol. Black was a good color on you.

But besides that, why had they noticed you? Well, the fact that you were clearly (to them) fake crying. Stu had pointed out as much to Billy, being a master fake cryer himself.

And the look in your eyes during the funeral? Just...the lack of emotion or connection. The darker spark he had become keen to? Billy had noticed it in you, just the way he had noticed in Stu.

And it was true. You didn't know what was wrong with you. You convinced yourself that it was because you weren't ever close to Maureen or that you weren't related to her, but you knew it was something more disturbed. You chose to ignore it.

When you ask Sidney what she likes to do, she mentions a few things, but what catches your attention is the mention of a video store.

You go with her and its there that you meet Randy formally, he recognizes you from the funeral and you immediately hit it off. He finds out youre an avid horror fan and is shocked, because you're Sidney's cousin, and Sidney hates horror movies.

You spend most of your time with him and Sid, just talking, and when Sid goes to check out the Musicals section, you and Randy talk horror.

Enter Billy walking into the store. He makes a beeline for Sidney, surprising her in that cliché hands over the eyes way.

She talks briefly with Billy, kissing him and hugging him, and she means to introduce you guys, but you were too caught up with Randy, and even though Billy was going to juay jump in after he hears the topic of conversation, Sidney tells him to not be rude. SO he eavesdrops instead.

Pleasantly surprised to hear you like horror, but with how he saw through you at the funeral, he shouldn't be.

Eventually Sidney notices the time. Shit! You guys were supposed to meet Tatum at the mall. She gives Billy a quick kiss (that he tries to intensify, but she pulls away before he can, much to his chagrin.) and promises to introduce you another time.

She calls out to you and you guys leave abruptly, almost running out the store because damn, you were already 20 minutes late!

You call out a goodbye to Randy and briefly lock eyes with Billy before skedaddling.

You meet up with Tatum, who you already knew. Tatum had come up with Sidney once to visit you guys for {insert holiday of choice} here. You liked Tatum. She was cool and funny.

That night, Sid retires earlier than you, exhausted from the day's events. you were still hopped up on the excitement of visiting, so you decided to watch TV. There was a rerunning of the Exorcist, so you decided to play it.

When the phone rings and you answer, you're confused at first. Like wtf is this creep doing asking you questions.

You want to hang up, but his voice is kinda sexy. Scratch that, his voice is incredibly sexy.

"So...what are you doing right now?" "Watching the Exorcist." "Oh, do you like scary movies?" "Hell yeah I do."

"You want to be in a scary movie?"

You smirk "Only if I get to be the killer."

This gets a laugh out of Billy and Stu. They had initially planned that night to scare Sidney a little with a chase, but you being there fucked that up. They couldnt risk trying to go for two people at the moment.

But hey, why not fuck with you a little.

You talking about various scary movies isn't what intrigues them. You liked horror movies, but so did Casey. A lot of people do. No, what intrigues them was the darker turn the conversation took.

It went from slighty flirty banter to scary movies to being the killer in a scary movie to..."I always wondered what it would be like to kill."

"Yeah? You think you could ever do it?"

"Yeah. I could." you didn't hesitate, or stutter. There was no excusing your words. You just...went off. Talking about what you wished to do to someone. How you'd kill them. Etc etc.

Just...pouring your darker desires out to this stranger. The only person you could. No way in hell you could be honest about this stuff to anyone in your real life. They'd think you were disgusting, and they'd be right.

"I'm surprised that your thoughts are so dark. You don't look like the type to kill."

You freeze. What the fuck. How did this person know how you...

The line cuts off. And your heart feels like it was about to break your ribcage beat. You calm yourself. It was just a prank, they weren't here. Some dumbass wanted to fuck around and you gave them the perfect leeway to do it. You don't regret it though. It was nice to let your thoughts out to a stranger

You're shaken, but after double checking the locks on the windows and doors and drawing the curtains, you go to bed after checking on Sid.

Outside, Billy and Stu are hyped beyond words. The way you spoke about your desires, it mirrored a lot of their inner thoughts as well. Thoughts they could only ever admit to each other You were a kindred spirit.

They'd have to work fast, Stu's big Grad Party where everything would be going down would be happening soon. But they were confident they could rope you in as their partner in crime. Or partner in general.

They weren't sure if they wanted to bring you into the plan yet. Adopted or not, you were still Sidney's cousin. But maybe, just maybe, they convince you. After all, Billy could always use another fall guy.

When they get to Stu's house, Stu passes put, while Billy sits at his desk and begins to draw out some plans to get you on their side. Some subtle manipulation here. Some gaslighting there. Oh man, if he could pull this off? He'd be unstoppable.