#and not so much on all of the awkward hugging of JD

[aliceramblez]

BroZone Brothers With An Insecure S/O 😔💗

Tags: GN! Reader, Self-Deprecating Jokes, Low Self-Esteem, Abandonment Issues, Slight Body Insecurities. Fluff/Comfort.

A/N: Here we go with our first request! I really liked this idea as someone who has low self-esteem, and honestly it goes to all of y'all who think you're not good enough— cause you are! Also sorry it took a bit! I've been sick because the universe hates me 🙃

Feel free to leave a request & hope you enjoy! ^^

John Dory

At first, he doesn't really know what to make of it.

He finds it a bit strange, but doesn't question your odd sense of humor, and will sometimes even join in on the joke by saying stuff about himself, thinking it's some sort of inside thing between the two of you.

“Man, I can't believe I'm so clingy, sorry! Feel free to use me as a bad example, at least that way I won't be totally useless, haha!”

“Ha! You think that's bad? Babe, you haven't even seen me when I'm up at night just staring at the ceiling contemplating my life choices.”

It isn't until getting a good smack from Bruce and Floyd that he realizes you're actually being serious. And the prospect of that kinda puzzles him, not gonna lie.

“Look at you, tiger! Got yourself plenty of groupies already— Not surprising honestly. Don't have to worry about backups when you decide you're ready to move on, either!”

After a performance at the Pop Troll village, everyone is gushing over BroZone because of course they are. JD only barely manages to squeeze past the number of fans to get to you on the other side of the podium.

The oldest sibling looks at you in shock, and has to get closer to make sure he heard you right. “Babe, why would you say that?”

Caught off guard, you manage a nervous chuckle as you play with your hair. “I-I mean... Wow, would you look at the time! We gotta meet with Poppy and the others!”

John Dory stops you on your tracks and demands an explanation, which isn't really good for your poor heart. All you can do is kick the dirt and avoid his gaze, since that makes what you're about to say much easier to voice aloud.

“I mean... You're John Dory. You could date any troll you wanted and yet you're sticking with me. It honestly feels like a dream sometimes... And I'm scared of the day you realize you can do WAY better and decide to leave me.”

After processing this, he immediately holds your face in his hands and gives you the most serious expression you've ever seen on him. “I don't want just any random troll... I want you. You're my number one fan, and I'm yours, so don't even think about stuff like that, okay?”

After the exchange, he's always on the lookout for whenever your bad habit wants to kick in again and is ready to stop it ASAP

Spruce/Bruce

He notices it happens mostly when you're working at the cantina.

Whenever you get an order wrong, trip over your own feet or don't remember how to work one of the machines properly, you'll go into an awkward insecure flight response.

You'll say “Oops! Sorry! Clumsy Twinkle Toes, coming through!” while grinning and laughing along with the customers, but Bruce knows that it's affecting you more than you lead on.

It also happens whenever BroZone is getting ready to perform and you don't know what to do with yourself since you're “standing in the way”, despite being told multiple times that it's okay for you to be backstage with everyone else.

When he talks to you about it, you get really uncomfortable and just say that it's no big deal and that you can handle it.

“I've always been a clumsy person, so I guess that's always making me doubt myself over the smallest of things... Sorry if it's annoying.”

Bruce will then proceed to give you a huge warm hug and a kiss on the forehead as he whispers comforting words into your ear.

“Hey, I can be clumsy too! I've always been the worst out of everyone when it comes to choreography. Don't tell JD though, cause I know he'll throw a fit knowing I don't practice.”

He'll throw in other examples that may seem inconsequential to you, but you appreciate the effort nonetheless and smile and giggle through the embarrassing stories he shares.

He helps you get more confident by being there with you while taking orders at the cantina and praising you whenever you get something right— albeit in private as to not embarrass you.

Same goes with rehearsals, where he WILL drag you into the lounge area to hang with his brothers and/or Poppy and Viva when they decide to visit, too.

Overall he wants what's best for you and will try and push you out of your comfort zone, but only in a safe environment where he knows that if something does go wrong, it won't be as catastrophic as you make it out to be in your head.

You never stop thanking him for being your crutch during these times.

Clay

The moment he hears the words come out of your mouth he's completely flabbergasted.

First of all, who said those things to you? Because he swears he just wants to talk to them—

It's at a sleepover with his brothers and the gals at the Bergen Golf Course, and among the many games, snacks and movies watched, pictures are also taken.

As soon as you take a look at the array of selfies, you let out what sounds like a mix between a laugh and a sigh.

“I mean, at least it stays consistent— in photos, I look ugly. And in real life, I'm also ugly!”

As soon as those words leave your lips, Clay is at your side with an almost unreadable expression, only to snatch one of the photos from your hands. “How DARE you say that about the most attractive troll I've ever met? Shame on you!”

He then starts going around the room waving the picture around to his brothers, saying stuff like “Look how attractive my S/O is! I'm dating them!” while you're just blushing profusely and begging him to stop (even though deep down your kinda giddy about it).

After that day, Clay will do small gestures in which he reminds you how beautiful he thinks you are. Everything to outright saying it each morning, joking about it with his brothers, and even bragging about you to his friends in the Bergen Golf Course.

He's a simp and he's totally okay with that because it's you.

Clay feels like he's the luckiest troll in the world for being able to snatch someone like you since he's “the most boring and uninteresting of the bunch”, so he feels like he's hit the jackpot.

You immediately tell him that he's not boring to you and that he's the best boyfriend ever, which only causes him to smirk.

“Doesn't feel good to know the person you love feels so bad about themselves, does it?”

Finally realizing his reverse psychology, you give in with a laugh. “No, it doesn't. I guess... We can both work on that? Together?”

And so you do, and end up helping each other whenever one is feeling down in the dumps, as a sort of personal cheerleader. You truly couldn't have asked for someone better.

Floyd

You're the kind of person who's very vocal about your interests.

So it's no surprise that you have to catch yourself mid-ramble whenever you're talking about something you're either interested in or knowledgeable about. And with Floyd being such a good listener, it honestly slips your mind more times than you'd prefer.

After realizing you've been talking for too long, you turn pink in the face and start apologizing profusely.

“Sorry! You probably didn't need to hear all of that. They didn't call me ‘Chatter Box’ when I was younger for nothing! Haha...”

But Floyd could care less about any of that. He loves hearing you talk, not just because he's not much of a chatty person, but because he just finds it incredibly endearing.

He'll hold your hands in his own and give you the softest smile ever that just makes you think that it should be illegal to be THIS sweet.

“You're just so cute when you get lost in the moment like that. Besides, I love seeing you happy. By all means, I'm glad you get to do the talking for the both of us, otherwise we wouldn't get anywhere in this relationship.”

You laugh at his attempt to make you feel better and melt under the touch of his lips on your cheek.

After that, whenever you go out either just the two of you or with your group of friends, Floyd will encourage you to express yourself. He does this by either asking you a question directly or subtly incorporating you into the conversation by saying something like. “I think (y/n) knows about this kinda stuff. Don't you, love?”

Obviously this all happens with your consent beforehand, since he doesn't want to put you in a tight spot, either.

Either way, he always values whatever you have to say, since you always bring in new perspectives that maybe others didn't think about before.

He will also encourage you to be yourself and not try and match your topics of conversation with things you think other people will find interesting. You deserve to be happy by sharing what you love with the world.

Poppy and Viva are huge helps in the art of feeling confident by speaking your mind, and Floyd couldn't be happier for you.

You thank him by telling him about your day each night, in which sometimes he'll fall asleep to the soothing sound of your voice, which only warms your heart on so many levels.

“Goodnight, my prince.”

“Goodnight, my little chatter box.”

Branch

Just like Clay, this man is ready to throw hands.

Just give him a name and he'll get the job done before sunrise—

He notices that sometimes you struggle with finding outfits for different occasions, either something casual, dressy, classy, etc.

But it's not because you don't have anything in your wardrobe, on the contrary it's pretty much brimming. It's more the fact that you're not satisfied with any of them because you feel like you don't look good in them.

Branch tries to convince you otherwise, saying that you look great no matter what you wear, but you can't help but feel self-conscious in anything that isn't a good old sweatshirt.

He isn't knowledgeable in fashion (clearly) so he enlists the help of Poppy and The Snack Pack to try and cater outfits to your exact measurements, along with any other nitpicks you've had in the past with either texture or material.

I mean, Branch has backup plans to his backup plans, you think he wouldn't keep notes on what kind of stuff his S/O doesn't like— INCLUDING mundane stuff like their clothing?

He surprises you with these, and you can't help but feel attractive in them since he paid extra attending to the complaints you had from your own designs.

“I personally think you look great no matter what you wear. But if you feel so strongly about it, might as well get some stuff you'll actually enjoy wearing.” He'd said when you asked why he did it, and your heart just melted.

You vow to try and work on your self-imagine regardless, which he gets happy over and says he can't wait for you to see yourself the way he does.

[brights-place]

Dating John Dory/JD

- Dating John Dory has it's pros and cons

- He shows off AND I KNOW IT!

- I EVEN BET that john dory may act all tough but with you he melts into your hands like an puddle.

-He was forced to grow up pretty quick when he was younger it's shown

- He was the oldest of five and it didn't seem like any of them had parents to fall back during their childhood they only had their grandma

- When he saw you at the wedding when getting branch back to save floyd he was shocked how protective you were with branch

- Turns out you protected and technically 'Adopted' branch while his brothers walked out on him.

- He for some reason hated the fact you glared at him in disgust and annoyance after 20 years of leaving branch alone

- He hated how when you joined to protect poppy and branch you snarled at him with annoyance before entering rhonda

- He can't help but steal occasional glances at you when the others talk and plan

- JD would be in shock on how your confidence fills the room and how easily you could lead and explain situations and listen to branch is plans

- When saving Floyd and getting everybody together you felt pity for him and you two had an small moment together when you took an break on the road.

- The fact that you placed an hand on his shoulder and asked him if he wanted to talk about how he felt that his brothers ignored him

- he opened up about it and you couldn't help but be shocked but the moment you hugged him fully. He melted and felt calm

- he asked you how you were able to be confident and you just said "I'm not confident but I step up when it's needed... It's better to hear about everyone opinions and choices sometimes" You told him which made him feel shocked

- When all of the brothers reunited you literally watched how they all fought and how it unfolded the arguing and how branch stared in fear as you quickly rushed to his side and tried to soothe him but failed.

- John dory literally felt heartbroken when you gave him and his brothers the biggest stink eye.

- when reuniting he apologised to you and asked for an re-start to become friends

- The aftermath of saving floyd from velvet and veneer it was different...

- You offered to help john dory out with his leadership skills and when he was stressed you gave him an shoulder to lean on if needed.

- When its not about that he tries to strike conversations with you randomly and it's so awkward for him...

- for you its also awkward but you just shrug it off

- he tries to flirt with you... leans against the wall and pulls out his boy band rizz.

- it made you laugh not an evil witch laugh. It was an sweet one which caught his attention so fast and how you pointed out how he acted and how cute and funny it was made him blush

- He finds comfort in being in charge sometimes but it gives him pressure thats when you come in and take control of the situations

- When he smiles he always notices your goofy giggle and grin. "Oh! Thanks Man! that's so cool! :]" cue your giggles

- He smiles like that more often and enjoys how you react.

- You two end up becoming REAL CLOSE

- Hangout after his concerts and spend time with him and rhonda Rhonda favors you more

- He loves how you and rhonda are so close

- You two end up on going on a couple of dates without knowing they where considered dates

- he confessed first when you and him where cloud watching randomly both of you where flustered messes.

- Definitely starts to try find wherever you are after he's had a bad day or had been in his head too long

- Dancing together to brozones songs or to songs that you both enjoy.

- he calls you randomly when your mid-conversation with someone and complains to you about how much he misses you

- he loves when you praise him

- He fell first and YOU fell even harder then him

- You started to hangout after his shows

- likes to think he's the dominant one in the relationship... yeahhh no....

- One call of you saying his name or you just walk past he is following behind like an love sick puppy.

- you walk past he's dropping everything and tries to flex his muscles...

- You laugh alot because of it He thinks because you find him hot... It's acutally the face he makes when trying to flex he looks so focused its cute

- TOUCH-STARVED! HE IS TOUCHED STARVE! GIVE HIM HIS AFFECTION! He's love struck when you pepper his face with kisses

- He explores alot so he'd invite you to come with him exploring you both still visit Branch and the others but you both enjoying exploring together for fun

- There was more I was gonna type but it all won’t fit into one whole page and it would go on and onnn

[bloodweep]

Gods I fucking love Clay too, he’s so awkward, he made me cringe so hard, this motherfucker (extremely affectionate)

I headcanons the trolls to be actual human heights and everyone else giants respectively.

With that being said I headcanon Clay being the tallest and resting at 6’2

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⇢ ˗ˏˋ First time meeting ࿐ྂ

‗ ❍ Meeting Clay wouldn’t be any different than meeting someone else - he’s kind, respectful, introduces himself and is overall polite

‗ ❍ he doesn’t really open up all that much but he clearly approves of you right off the bat

‗ ❍ definitely a hugger, right after introducing himself he will drag you into a hug - this is mainly influenced by Poppy and her aggressive nature to hug someone when she’s overwhelmed, it kind of just stuck

‗ ❍ most definitely the best hugger too, fully into it, one hand cradling the back of your head, the other hand wrapped around your waist to hold you flush to him, his head resting on the top of yours, his cute ears wiggling softly; his tail wagging

‗ ❍ his tail rests at his heels, not exactly dragging on the floor like JD’s or Bruce, but it’s nearly there

‗ ❍ he’s very polite with it too, making sure it never brushes against you or getting in your way when it’s moving

‗ ❍ gosh he has this stupid biggest smile when he sees you again, but it’s closed lipped

‗ ❍ he’s self conscious about his fangs, particularly because the fellow trolls he was with were terrified of the sharp and jagged teeth of the Bergens and it stuck with him to keep them covered

‗ ❍ ugh he slouches to reach your height too, his ears perked forwards to catch all of yours no matter what they are

‗ ❍ enjoys the fact you listen to the books he is currently reading - totally is ecstatic to know you’ll join his sad book club and cry and hug with him

‗ ❍ he most certainly gives you the most awestruck look every time he sees you; he appreciates the fact you aren’t forcing him to be fun, or try to relive his past

‗ ❍ he may be closer to his brothers now, not fully at least, but he still struggles from the image of being “the fun one” and he doesn’t want people to still see him just as the fun one

‗ ❍ gets really excited to show you how to dance like him - this will be in private though, he wants to solely be focused on you and what he’s showing you without others watching - he’s sell struggling you know?

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Him Crushing on you ࿐ྂ

‗ ❍ definitely a meet cute situation from the start

‗ ❍ in my personal opinion he would recognize his feelings for you rather quickly, not being oblivious like the stereotypical smart kid not realizing his feelings

‗ ❍ he would be so soft to you, lifting his hand in a little wave each time his eyes landed on you, dragging you into a hug

‗ ❍ he would still cover his fangs though, his claws always filed down to appear the less threatening as he could, he understood his height alone can be a major contributor to the apex predator look he must give off - big dumbie

‗ ❍ his hugs would start to feel a bit more personal, both his arms wrapping around your waist, tugging you in as he buried his nose into you air

‗ ❍ he was such an incredible sense of smell, he would inhale your scent for however long you allowed the hug to last

‗ ❍ that damn tail wagging hard behind him

‗ ❍ he would be subtle about his feelings for you at first, allowing his tail to brush against you whenever you were close, your leg, thigh, hand

‗ ❍ gosh he would even allow you to brush the tuff of fur at the end, his eyes closing as he enjoyed your delicate fingers in his fur

‗ ❍ i dont think he could ever show his anger to you, not in any sense his brothers have seen, eventually he would get fed up and tell you about him liking you since his subtle advances didnt do it

‗ ❍ when you guys do get together, he would pull you into a tight hug, a big smile on his face before lifting your hand and pressing a kiss to the palm of your hand - here he would press his fangs into your skin there, letting you get a hint of them before respectfully covering them back up with another tender kiss

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Getting together with him ࿐ྂ

‗ ❍ the first date with him would be a quiet one, sharing a dinner at his personal Pod

‗ ❍ i know his food is so fucking good and presented so nicely

‗ ❍ after dinner he would just love to sit on the couch with you, talking about whatever and everything, each thing you mention he will remember

‗ ❍ he would walk you back to your pod, kissing your knuckles goodnight his hand holding yours the other gripping your wrist ever so softly, keeping you there for a bit- this is way to sniff your scent, grounding himself

‗ ❍ in an almost teasing way he would present his fangs to your knuckles gently, sighing in near peace to feel some pressure being relied as your skin pressed into his fangs

‗ ❍ he then would bid you a goodnight

‗ ❍ it would take him about 5 more dates before he gently cupped your cheeks and kissing you, mindful to never go beyond a peck, his fangs never ever present during this time

‗ ❍ UGH he would slow dance with you at any given time he could, singing softly to you while your head rested against his chest, he would be the fucking sweetest

‗ ❍ always bringing you sweets, flowers and little gifts when you meet up, he just loved watching you light up from the gifts

‗ ❍ gosh when you first sleep over together would be magical - singing, dancing, movies, food, everything - he wouldnt share his bed just yet, but he would make the biggest pillow fort in the living room and cuddle all night

‗ ❍ hes so attentive about you, making sure to know everything, making sure to never bring up the things you dislike, making sure any foods you dont like - even if he liked it- was out of his pantry

‗ ❍ he wouldnt try to kiss you during the sleep overs though, didnt want to ruin the fun you were having - these sleepovers usually tend to last longer than one night but never pass four.

‗ ❍ at the end of sleepover he would bring you to your pod, holding all your stuff and gently putting them down on the couch when instructed.

‗ ❍ when you would walk him out he would pause, unsure what to do before grabbing your face and dragging you in

‗ ❍ this kiss would be the most aggressive hes ever given you, having you pressed against your door, caging you in his fangs pressing into your lip, he need to feel it

‗ ❍ this would end up with both of you gripping each other, panting and kissing, his hands would be firm around your hips, making sure you couldnt pull away

‗ ❍ he only would stop once you touched his fangs with your tongue, pulling back and panting, pressing soft kissing into your cheeks and forehead, before bidding you a goodnight with one last soft kiss on the lips before walking off

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Random things ࿐ྂ

‗ ❍ will definitely read any book you bring up, always showing any interest he could about your interests - though he would definitely rather read sad books

‗ ❍ obsessed with kiwi

‗ ❍ his favorite book is I Deserve a Better Goodbye !! hes so into his feelings

‗ ❍ will probably never be comfortable with his claws and fangs due to the trauma he endured during the run and the put put trolls being terrified that it resembled the Bergens

‗ ❍ has so many plants in his home, even grows your favorite plants and flowers so he can gift them to you

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I’ll get to the nsfw headcanons soon! I haven’t thought about them so I’m kind of lost what to do

I JUST LOVE THIS LANKY MAN

[agent-cakeshroom]

Goodnight, Sleep Tight

The little ficlet I mentioned possibly writing! I decided to stop obsessing over it being perfect, like a certain Troll we love :D

As he finished packing away the last of the board games, John Dory let the tension slide off his shoulders to the sounds of his brothers. All four of them were scattered across the furniture, asleep, and each one sounded so distinctly them that it made JD's chest tighten. Floyd and Branch were crammed together in an armchair, limbs tangled. The two youngest had always been closest, and John shot them a soft smile at the sight. 

His other two brothers had each taken an end of the couch. With Clay scrunched up save for one arm flopped over his head, and Bruce comfortably sprawled across the other half. 

They'd all grown so much. JD stepped over to one of the small cubby holes Branch dug as storage closets, and dragged out a few blankets. It was silly, being so excited over something so simple, but John Dory couldn't stop grinning. He never thought he'd miss taking care of his brothers. Twenty odd years of isolation must've scrambled his brain.

The eldest moved to the armchair first, and gently rearranged his brothers’ arms and legs into something a bit more comfortable. Aside from a huff or snuffle here and there, both boys stayed blissfully asleep. JD's heart squeezed as he covered them up and tucked them in. He could vividly remember the two of them cuddling when they were still itty bitty, and it was just as cute then.

With Floyd and Branch taken care of, John Dory grabbed up the other two blankets for Clay and Bruce. The middle child was first, and JD carefully moved his arm off his face to tuck it against his chest with his other one. Waking up with pins and needles was the worst. The blanket was next, but he didn't tuck in the edges. Clay used to have a habit of wiggling in his sleep, and JD figured it was better safe than sorry. He didn't want Clay getting tangled and falling off the couch in his sleep.

A rumbling snort brought John's attention to the second oldest of the bunch, and he had to fight off a laugh at Bruce's face. His head was tilted back at an awkward angle, squishing a cheek against the arm he had thrown over the arm of the couch, and there was a bit of drool on his chin. It was a weird thing to be comforted by, but JD was. His brother's may have grown up a lot, but they were still very much them. 

Maybe if Bruce wasn't such a light sleeper, John Dory would try and shuffle him into a more comfortable position. But with having so many kids, Bruce now fell asleep much faster and woke up easier. Instead, he settled for simply covering his brother with a blanket like the others. 

And without thinking twice about it, he leaned down and laid a kiss on Bruce's forehead, right below his hairline. 

As he realized what he just did, JD's ears lowered with embarrassment, and he quietly smacked his hands over his face. “What the hell…” He mumbled to himself. But he didn't regret it. And when he saw all his brothers still asleep as he peeked through his fingers, he figured it wouldn't hurt to finish his old routine. 

So he quickly and quietly went to his other brothers, giving each a goodnight kiss just like when they were little. They used to beg him for a hug and kiss goodnight, and would even refuse to sleep without it. As young as he was, JD used to think it was annoying and embarrassing. But now? He missed the way they needed him. The way they wanted him around. 

With the last kiss to Floyd's head, John headed for the elevator. He didn't feel like being the only one to return to his room, and he figured Rhonda would appreciate some company. 

“Where’re ya goin’?” Bruce’s groggy voice reached him from the couch, making JD pause. He turned to see Bruce half flopped over the arm of the couch with one eye cracked open, and his face squished against his shoulder. It shouldn’t be adorable with his brother being in his mid-thirties, but it wasn’t just Branch that still looked like a kid in John’s eyes. 

“Just gonna go check on Rhonda, lil brother. Go back to sleep.” He spoke softly, and couldn’t fight off a small smile. The nostalgia dragged at his lungs, making it hard to breathe for a moment. 

“Nooo…” The second oldest grumbled, flailing his free arm at John Dory. “She’s pro’ly fine. Ge’ over here, butt dory.” The slurred, half-asleep speech screamed pouty little brother, and the goofy insult caught John off guard. He snorted, and slapped a hand over his mouth to muffle a laugh. Well, he couldn’t say no to that. 

“Alright, alright. Move your feet then, dork.” He stepped back over to the couch, and nudged at Bruce’s blanket covered feet. He could probably squish in by Clay even if his brother didn’t move, but John wanted to give the third brother some much needed space. They were still working some things out. 

Already drifting back to sleep, Bruce flopped over onto his back and curled his legs up just enough for JD to drop onto the middle cushion. Then immediately, unashamedly, threw his legs over his older brother’s lap. Not that John was going to complain, he was just happy to be so close to family again. So he tucked the end of the blanket over himself and Bruce’s legs, and sunk back against the couch to catch a quick nap at least. 

He hadn’t been this content and relaxed in ages, and it felt heavenly. He loved Rhonda with his whole soul, but his brother’s held a special place in his heart that only they could fill. And as he finally slipped into sleep to the sounds of all his brothers’ surrounding him, things felt so perfectly imperfect.

[spooky-circuits]

Bruce doesn’t see his other brothers until he’s in pop village for the first time. Bruce Jr had been begging to see the village since Branch had sent them a holiday card for one of the many holidays involving massive amounts of sweet foods. Honestly Bruce had trouble remembering most of the minor holidays since living on the island so Brandy agreed the both of them could use that connection with the troll side of the family.

Too his surprise it seems John Dory was also looking to spend time with their baby brother. From Branch’s face it looks like John Dory had just invited himself over. His older brother hadn’t changed too much since their teens so it wasn’t hard to identify him especially with him talking to Branch. Bruce is shaken from his thoughts when his son calls out too Branch by yelling right into his ear and he sees John look right at him. “Well I guess there’s no more putting it off. Hey John long time no see! Two for one special on brother bonding this week I guess.”

John Dory is the one who rushes in for the hug and it’s a tight one. Thinking his brothers were dead for a decade it was still hard to think of them as alive until seeing them in person. John still worries this isn’t real some days and it makes him hesitant to release the hug. Until Bruce’s back makes a cracking sound. Okay it’s probably time to let him go. “Man it’s so good to see you! I heard you actually settled down that’s so hard to believe. Is that your kid?” He points to Bruce Jr hugging Branch tightly while Branch frantically pats his arm. “Ha yeah it’s crazy how things change. Bruce Jr is growing up so quickly me and Brandy can barely keep up!”

John laughs at that. “Hopefully the next one doesn’t give you too much trouble.” Bruce’s face pales at the thought of having to chase more than one kid around. “Well at least that won’t be for a while.” John looks surprised at this. “Oh did you not notice- you know never mind forget I said anything!” Now it’s Bruces turn to be confused. “Notice what?” John a low whine like he’s trying not to say anything. “John we’re both adults here lets try and act like it.” John lets out a sigh. “Alright alright! You just look like you’re due for another kid soon.” Bruce looks at him blank faced. “Excuse me?”

John is trying to look anywhere but Bruce’s face since he’s feeling pretty dumb. Being the oldest he’d seen his parents go through the new baby song and dance 4 times. He thought he had a pretty good idea on the signs and looking at Bruce it was like seeing the whole thing all over again. Unfortunately John Dory wasn’t sure how to explain that in a way that didn’t sound like he was just making some assumptions. Which to be fair he was. John was practically withering the longer Bruce looked at him but he was ironically saved by his nephew coming over to introduce himself after squeezing the breath out of Branch. The perfect excuse to get out of this awkward conversation!

Bruce had just watched John Dory sputter and trip over his words while also not saying anything coherent for 3 full minutes before his son interrupts the awkward conversation. Bruce now had to ponder what about him gave JD the idea that he was going to be having another kid. He was definitely going to have ti corner his older brother and interrogate him about it at the next opportunity because you can’t just drop something like that on a person and not elaborate!

[issuesdolly]

Jonathan Davis NAUGHTY Hotel Date with You

#jonathandavis  #jonathan davis #korn #jon davis #fanfic #fanfiction #smut #oral

Warning: 18+ … smut… sex, oral, my filthy mind 

Summary: You are Jonathan's girlfriend and you and he have been missing each other terribly while he's been on the road. He has been horribly deprived of an orgasm for a long time and needs you badly. You finally get to spend time with him in the same city on a few days off he has from touring and you have a romantic/sexual encounter with him at his hotel.

*Side note, I have a TikTok where I make Jonathan Davis thirst traps + sexy/funny JD edits if y'all are interested. (Apologies if this is now allowed, I'll remove the link. New to tumblr.

Link to one of my vids lol:

Link to my TikTok:

Story:

The night before you finally got to see your love, he called you on the phone after his gig. It was the middle of the night but you didn't care, you are both nocturnal insomniacs and you had waited for his call with all your heart. You had been dreaming about tomorrow, finally getting to wrap your arms around him, have him hold you tight and smell him, kiss him again. In your dream you were in the hotel lobby looking for him. You woke to the sound of your ringtone. Though you were lost in dreamland you immediately feel a jolt of happy adrenaline. You answer.

"Baby!"

"HI honey!" Jonathan says with a giggly tone.

"How did everything go?" You ask.

"That show just about killed me haha. I'm so fucking beat" Jonathan said.

"Well I can't wait to pamper you tomorrow.... or should I say later today," you said.

"Oh you have no idea how much I'm looking forward to these days off, and to finally seeing you. I have missed you so much honey," Jonathan said.

"I've missed you with my whole heart too," you said.

There was a pause as you both nervously laughed and breathed down the phone.

"MMmmmhh," Jonathan said in a sultry tone. Your breath caught in your throat.

"You know, I can't promise how I'll be this evening, I've gotta try to get some rest. It's so hard to wind down after a show. So much fucking adrenaline. But I'm going to do everything I can to rest up for you" Jonathan continued.

"Awww I know you will. It's going to be hard for me to get back to sleep now too haha, I'm so excited to be with you again," you replied.

"Oh hun, me too. You have no idea," Jonathan said in a more giggly and giddy tone.

"I want..... to make our time count," Jonathan said in the naughtiest voice you ever heard.

You had trouble replying right away because you felt immediately aroused.

"Oh, you can BET I want that too. We will make this time count," you managed to reply in a soft tone.

There was an awkward pause while he giggled the naughtiest giggle you had ever heard.

"Until tomorrow then, or should I say much later today haha," Jonathan said.

"Until later sweetie" you replied shakily.

"Sweet dreams hun," Jonathan said in a sweet tone. You hung up.

That evening you were in the hotel lobby in his favorite dress. You didn't even bother getting too made up. You knew he was going to tear you apart, in a good way haha. When you two are together at home you make love or straight up fuck HARD every night, and now you have been apart for a LONG time by your metric. You see Jonathan enter the lobby looking for you. You lock eyes and he gives you the happiest, radiant grin.

A few people immediately spot him and start approaching him while he gives them polite nods but doesn't take his eyes off you and continues forward as if they don't exist. He wraps his arms around you in a tight hug and crushes you against him. You give him a huge kiss on the lips. Because you are in public and people are watching, maybe even taking pictures, both of you put on your best "PG rated" kiss, knowing you will have your real embrace in private. Jonathan quickly takes your hand and leads you to the elevator before people have a chance to distract him, try to strike up conversations, or beg for attention. He's still kind to the bystanders though, saying "awww thank you guys.... this is my girl, we gotta get going right now, we are late for dinner.... but thank you."

You get into the elevator alone and you say "dinner? We're going to dinner? I gotta be honest, I'm not hungry. I really just want to be alone with you."

Jonathan turns to you and smushes you up against the elevator wall slowly.

"Oh trust me, we are going to be alone" Jonathan says very quietly.

" That was just my excuse to them. I'm taking you straight to our room. If you want dinner after, we'll order it in," Jon says in a naughty tone.

"Fuck. I need you," you moan and the two of you kiss passionately against the elevator wall while his arms wrap around the small of your back and slide down to your ass.

He is much taller than you so he has to lean down to give you a proper french kiss while squeezing and massaging your ass and pulling your lower body towards his crotch. He  presses his front hard against yours, rubbing your crotches together,  and you can feel him already getting hard. You instinctively wrap one of your legs behind his back inviting him into your open legs as he continues your standing make-out session. He slides his tongue further into your mouth while kissing you hard. His hands slide down to your thighs and he starts to instinctively pick you up by your thighs so both your legs are wrapped around his lower body. The elevator comes to a halt on the floor of your room and he groans and stops, gently putting you down reluctantly. The two of you breathe hard as the elevator door opens and you hazily walk out, holding hands and letting him lead you to your room with him.

"Fuck... I don't want you to think I don't want to catch up with you and just have a wonderful evening and talk and all that other shit," Jonathan says while nervously laughing with a raspy, giddy voice.

"Babe, it's really okay. We've talked on the phone as much as possible. And I'm sure we'll have a chance to just talk on the days off. Right now.... I think we both know what we want," you replied, your pussy already soaked. You can feel wetness in your panties with each step.

Jonathan opens the hotel room with his keycard. He stares hard at your eyes with the warmest, sexiest grin. "Yeah I think we know... and I've got something to admit" he says while giggling in that same naughty tone.

"What it is baby?" You inquire, as he leads you in.

"Well hun, I've not had much alone time this last week, like all. The road has been a stressful MESS. Basically I haven't even jerked off in a week," Jonathan admits.

"Oh shit" you say laughing. You know what that means. Both you and he are hypersexual. You BOTH need a daily orgasm whether it's by yourself or together.

"So hun, I'm really sorry if.... well... when we get into it.... I can't last long...the first time at least," Jonathan admits. "But YOU KNOW I'll give you more. I'll give you everything. I'm gonna make you cum so hard. It's just......right now.... my dick is fucking ready to burst for you" Jonathan says in a hushed, beyond sexy tone as he pulled you into his arms again and pressed his front against yours.

You melt in his arms. His dick is rock hard and your pussy is soaked and ready for him. There's nothing you want more than to feel him cum after so long. To finally let him relieve that long-held need.

"I almost had a wet dream last night while thinking about you," Jonathan said in a giddy tone. "But I'm glad I didn't.... I saved it all for you," he said in a whiny, raspy tone.

The two of you kissed passionately and you couldn't take it anymore. You pushed him onto the first thing you could see, which was a nice comfy couch. You ripped your own panties off and hiked up your dress while he moaned and undid his pants and yanked them off along with his boxers. His cock sprang out, and you shoved him back down onto the couch while kissing him hard, as he pushed his tongue deep into your mouth.

He gripped your hips tightly with an insane amount of need while moaning loudly and cursing, "FUCK. FUCK baby." You grasped his cock in your hand and started jerking him, nice and firm. He threw his head back against the couch and moaned some more. You wanted to tease him and masturbate him for awhile, but with his cock already rock hard and throbbing in your hand, you knew how badly he needed the rest of you. You quickly straddled his lap and lowered your wet pussy onto his needy cock. He gasped in a way that was like you had just overloaded him with pleasure and relief. His breath caught in his throat and he bucked his hips against your body, using his big hands to pull your hips further against him, pushing his cock deeper inside you. It felt beyond amazing to you too. The relief of finally having him inside you. Your clit was throbbing. You wondered if you might actually come as quickly as he will!.

Jonathan came back to earth for a second and tried to refocus on pleasuring you. As you road his lap and bucked your hips up and down against him, he slid a finger in your mouth. You instinctively sucked and licked it. He slid a second finger in, you took the second finger continuing to suck and lick it while you fucked him. He moaned watching you, his eyes staring HARD into yours with an intense and dazed expression as you could tell how much he was already losing control. He took his fingers out of your mouth and reached down to slide them against your clit. He definitely wanted you to feel good too. He rubbed his wet slippery fingers against your clit, rotating, flicking it and pushing hard against it and into it. You let out a huge moan and collapsed your head against his shoulder. Both of you moaned loudly as your hair was intertwined in a big mess and you lost yourself in pleasure while riding him. Your body was growing weak in his arms and your legs were shaking. You weren't sure you could stay on top anymore. The level of arousal was making you feel faint.

Jonathan could feel you weakening  and collapsing against him.

"God, I'm so faint baby! You feel so good," You said

"Don't worry baby, just let me fuck you" Jonathan replied in a very raspy, deep voice.

He grabbed your hips and started bucking HARD against you. You didn't have to do anything except keep your legs wrapped around him and your arms wrapped around his shoulders for balance. You went limp in his arms from the overwhelming pleasure of feeling his hard dick taking you and you knew you were going to cum soon.

"Ugghhhh fuck!" Jonathan yelped. I can't-.... I can't hold back.

You wanted to cum but knew he was absolutely bursting for it. He'd held on as long as he could.

"It's ok baby, let it go, cum for me," you replied.

Jonathan started moaning and grunting loudly and uncontrollably. He pushed hard into you bucking his hips insanely hard into you in long rhythmic motions.

"fu-----fu----- oh god..... UGHHHhhh fuck I can't---- FUCK!!!!" Jonathan yelled. He grabbed your hips hard enough to dig his fingernails into you and let loose.

You could actually feel his cock erupt inside you and pumps of warm liquid spill deep inside you. He groaned loudly like an animal and completely lost his breath. The pumps of warm cum continued and continued. You just held him, with your arms wrapped around his neck, lulling your head against his shoulder and moaning as he continued to release inside you. There was so much pent up cum you could already feel it spilling out of your pussy and draining down his twitching cock and between the two of you.

You slowly lifted your head off his shoulder to gaze at his face. He had the most blissful expression on his face, with his eyes winced closed both the most relieved and exhausted looking smile you had ever seen from him. You slowly planted kisses on his neck, ears, flustered cheeks and lips.

His thighs were shaking and his cock was still buried inside you, leaking and dripping what he had held for so long just for you. His breathing continued to be hard and shaky and he loosened his grib pn your thighs, realizing he had left nail marks and a little bit of blood.

"Oh my god......" Jonathan said with his voice breaking. "Fuck. I'm sorry sweetie you have no idea how bad I needed that," he continued while trying to rub away the blood from your thigh.

"I think I do know how bad you needed that, Jon," you said reassuringly while still feeling beyond aroused. You slowly slid out of him and so much liquid came out of you you realized you both had made a mess of the hotel couch. Jonathan continued to try to catch his breath. You sat across his lap and the two of you chuckled at the fact you were both half dressed. His shirt still on and your dress hiked up above your waist, messed up and stained now. The two of you sat slow kissing and catching your breath for a few minutes. Eventually Jonathan moaned and said, "I'm stilll gonna make you feel good, trust me. I want you co cum as hard as I just did," he said with a wicked grin.

You shook in his arms. He got his strength back and carried you to the bed. He slowly took your dress off and took his shirt off and the two of you lay next to each other in bed, kissing and facing each other naked.

Jonathan slid two fingers into your needy pussy. It was still dripping with his cum. "Fuck, I really made a mess of you, didn't I?" Jonathan said with a wicked grin.

"Mmm hmmm " you moaned while smiling gleefully.

Jonathan slid a third finger in and you moaned loudly. He was always amazing at fingering you. He rubbed his thumb against your wet, hard clit while continuing to gently but firmly slide his fingers in and out of your pussy, pressing them hard up against the roof of your vagina. With his long soft fingers he always knew how to hit your  g spot over and over again. Now it was you throwing your head back and moaning. He kept at it while kissing you and pressing against you as you felt yourself building to an orgasm. You moaned into his mouth while you bucked your pussy against his hand, holding his wrist with one of your hands to push him further into your pussy. You were feeling closer and closer. Without warning, Jonathan slid his fingers out of you and left you bucking the air with your needy pussy.

You were confused for a minute, until Jonathan slowly kissed down your naked body, sucking and rubbing your tits, then planting kisses on your stomach before dipping his head in between your thighs and planting slow kisses on your inner thighs. You knew you were going to cum so hard, you hadn't been this aroused before since the first time you and he had sex. He started kissing your soaked pussy. You pulled back for a moment.

"Fuck!!! Jon! You know I want you to lick my pussy.... But ... like, right now? Your cum is still leaking out of me" you said giggling and moaning.

He pressed his face against your thigh locking eyes with you and gave another darker, wicked grin, "I love you baby. I don't give a fuck! You know I'm freaky," Jonathan replied.

Your legs shook in anticipation of him licking your pussy. Jonathan briefly looked down at the cut he had accidently left with his nail when he gripped your thighs so tight and dug in. He looked briefly upset. "Sorry sweetie....." he said, and planted a soft kiss on the cut before opening his mouth and licking it clean. Your thighs shook while he did this.

He placed his head back between your legs and planted kisses on your pussy before sliding his tongue firmly against your clit. You moaned loudly and gripped his matted, moist hair with both of your hands as he continued to pleasure you. He pushed his fingers back into your pussy while licking your clit, letting his tongue massage your throbbing clit. You were so close already. Your thighs shook and with his other hand he gripped your thigh again, holding it firmly in place. He wasn't going to let you go anywhere until you had cum HARD on his face and on his fingers. You threw your head back, losing your breath, as you felt your orgasm coming. "Fuck ... fuck, yes, Just like tha---- that.... I need you baby," you yelled.

Jonathan moaned into your pussy. He couldn't resist and pulled his fingers out to slide his tongue as far as he could into your pussy while pushing his fingers hard against your clit and rhythmically rubbing. That was it, you lost control and came insanely hard against his tongue, fingers and face. Your hips shook and with his free hand he continued to hold you down, keeping you in place. The orgasm was an overwhelming stimulation to your clit and felt like you actually ached and vibrated.

But he was not going to let go until you had ridden that climax hard. You yelped and moaned loudly and let out a scream as he continued to press his tongue and head deep against you with his fingers pressed on your clit and his arm holding you down. You kept coming for what felt like a minute or more. You didn't know. You had lost track of all sense and time. Slowly you came back to earth as you heard Jonathan moaning and slowly pulling out of your pussy, leaving soft kisses all over it. He kissed your thighs and you could feel how soaked his soft lips were. You had made an absolute mess of his mouth and face. He looked up at you with a tired and satisfied grin.

"Do you feel better baby?" Jon asked.

"hugghhhh... fu..... what do you think? I love you so much," you replied through gasps.

"I love you so much too baby," Jonathan said as he slowly rose up from your pussy and crawled back up your body, placing his naked, sweaty body against yours.

He nestled his face against yours. You instinctively wanted to give him a huge kiss. You pushed your face towards his. He held back for  a second.

"Right now?" Jonathan giggled. "Are YOU sure? My face is pretty messy," he said with a satisfied grin.

"I'm sure baby, I'm freaky too," you replied grinning. The two if you shared a slow passionate kiss. You could taste  him as well as yourself. You tasted good together.

The two of you were exhausted. You lay next to each other in bed, facing each other. You threw a leg over him and realized how soaked your inner thighs were. The two of you had definitely made a mess of this room. The sheets were wet. The couch was wet. His hair and face was wet. "Maybe we should hop in the shower before bed," Jon suggested. "Mmmmm, yeah... maybe...." you replied, half asleep. The two of you continued holding each other and breathing hard. That ended up being the last thing you remember as the two of you just fell asleep. You had both come too hard to move. The rest can wait. You wandered into dream land while hearing Jon breathing and lightly snoring against you. 

[astrolionking]

John Dory/Hickory Headcanons

I love them sm and I had a few ideas

John Dory fell HARD for Hickory first, it was during a party and Branch introduced the bros to his friends but when they got to Hickory, JD was SMITTEN

Every time he’d see Hickory, JD would get nervous and fidgety and try to look cool around him

Finding out Hickory is also a nature dude who lived in the mountains, JD has fantasies about Hickory random “manly” stuff and looking SO GOOD doing it👀💦

JD thought he was discreet about his crush and watching Hickory doing some hard work but Hickory caught on quickly and starting flirting

At first JD didn’t realize he was flirting bc JD doesn’t actually expect someone as cool, handsome and strong as Hickory to like him in any way (low self esteem)

But when his brothers point out that Hickory “definitely likes him back”, JD is genuinely shocked

Hickory definitely wants to go on a date but he loves how nervous JD gets and wants him to muster up the courage to ask Hickory out

One day JD manages to finally ask him out on a small hiking date and Hickory immediately agrees

Their date is really fun. They have a nice walk together on a pretty trail, they get to know each other more and Hickory is much more bold with his flirting. Honestly, JD was surprised Hickory showed up at all (again, low self esteem)

After the date, Hickory asks if he could kiss him and JD is so stunned but he says yes. The kiss felt so magical to him

The day after, JD is all giddy and still feels like it was all a dream. But when Hickory goes up to him and is all lovey dovey with him, JD is SO happy it was all real

As they have more dates, they grow closer

Their flirting and teasing is more outward

JD gets flustered so easily, even when he’s trying to impress Hickory with something

Rhonda absolutely loves Hickory bc he makes JD happy and that makes HER happy. So as far as she’s concerned, she has two papas now lol

Despite them being a very happy couple, JD still doubts that he’s good enough for Hickory. He’s constantly thinking that Hickory is better off with someone else, how he will find someone better, how he’d realize that JD isn’t worth his time, etc.

When Hickory finds out how JD feels, he has a whole talk with him about it and Hickory says he’s very happy being with him and he doesn’t wanna be with anyone else (which gets JD very emotional)

For their first anniversary (maybe six months?), they have a cute picnic in the woods together. Hickory sings him a sweet country love song, JD writes him a song back and they spend the rest of the anniversary on a nice and quiet nature walk (and when the night ends… well, you can guess what happens😏)

They like making each other breakfast. Hickory specifically likes making JD coffee. JD isn’t a fan of cappuccinos but Hickory’s will always be his favorite

They go on hikes and road trips about once a month, just having alone time with one another.

Hickory definitely attends performances JD has as much as he can. He always cheers him on and it makes JD so giddy after the show

JD’s bros tease him about his boyfriend and JD gets embarrassed but can’t help but smile bc “omg Hickory is my boyfriend!! Holy shit it just hit me!!!!”

Hugs and kisses are JD’s favorite things. Physical affection of any kind has him weak. He’s also extremely touch starved so the first time Hickory pulled him into a loving hug, JD got emotional and never wanted to let go

Branch is a little awkward about one of his friends dating his brother but he’s supportive and very happy JD found someone

Floyd is the HAPPIEST abt it and helps JD get ready for dates, gives him small pep talks and gives him advice

Bruce teases JD by asking if he wants to marry Hickory and JD is hella flustered. But he does admit he’s thought about it a LOT bc who wouldn’t lol

Poppy is jumping for joy that one of her best friends is dating her boyfriend’s (or just best friend depending on your shipping preferences) brother

Introducing JD to Dickory was terrifying bc Dickory is 1000% overprotective. He’d definitely threaten JD that if he hurt his little/twin brother, Dickory will hurt him

The Bros were ofc more chill but they do tell Hickory that he means a LOT to JD so please do not hurt him (or else they’ll hurt Hickory lol)

[yanderes-galore]

Can I request gears with jd, kait and Gabriel with reader kissing them on the check as a gratitude and running away because of embarrassment

I can try, these are short reactions and not that intense due to the prompt but I hope you enjoy :) @krystalkitdemi helped me a bit for their overall reaction.

Yandere! JD, Kait, Gabriel with Darling kissing them on the cheek

(Short Reaction HCs)

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Manipulation, Clingy behavior, More light-hearted than most content I do, Tame HCs, Delusional behavior, Dubious relationship.

JD Fenix (Gears 4)

JD would be stoic yet shocked.

His reaction is more internal, similar to his father.

In terms of how it happened, you are both no doubt fighting The Swarm and looking for Kait's mother together.

JD ended up saving you from a Swarm Snatcher before you were taken away.

Caught up in the moment, you end up clinging to JD.

He's surprised by this alone.

His body freezes momentarily as the threat is gone.

He's always had an... obsessive crush over you.

You just hugging him is enough.

But then you kiss his cheek.

It's nothing long, just a quick peck before you realize what you did.

JD notices your cheeks flush quickly before you release from him and run off.

JD desperately wants to grab your hand and pull you back, but he stops himself.

He... almost doesn't believe what happened.

He uses his hand to touch his cheek in shock, unsure what to think.

Then his own cheeks flush when no one is around.

JD... finds himself wanting more.

You've given him a taste of what he could have with you.

Just a small peck on the cheek was enough to make his mind rush with all sorts of thoughts.

On the outside he seems like his usual focused self.

On the inside? Fanboying, fantasizing, and pumped.

Eventually he collects himself and follows you to continue the mission and keep you safe.

Just a small amount of affection... and he's hooked.

If only you knew what you woke up inside him with just a small kiss.

Kait Diaz (Gears 5)

Kait would be more emotional and reactive.

She'd be more likely to reciprocate on the spot.

Truth is, her crush is a lot less hidden.

She doesn't try to deny it, she loves you and is easily flustered.

Kait most likely saved you during a mission with Del sometime around Gears 5.

You had been fighting The Swarm and before a Warden could take you out, Kait took it out.

In response you embrace her, Kait quickly hugging back with little hesitation.

Kait would've been fine with just a hug.

Any affection fuels her desire and makes her able to cope with the fact you aren't together.

Then you kiss her cheek.

Kait also just... can't believe it.

Her cheeks are red and she begins to wonder if you do feel the same.

Then you run off due to the realization of what you did.

Unlike JD, Kait quickly follows you.

She calls you back over, telling you it's okay.

She doesn't want things to be awkward... in fact...

You deserve to know how much she loves you.

Kait would definitely pull you over to her and hug you again.

Honestly your small act of gratitude might be enough to make her obsession boil over.

She'd confess on the spot.

She'd tell you everything about how she feels, trying to justify your little peck.

And I mean everything... including following you around and any similar behavior.

Then, perhaps, she'd ask for a little more?

It's up to you if you accept her confession right now or not...

She definitely isn't going to let you go when she's so close to having you now.

Gabriel Diaz (Gears Tactics)

Gabe would play it off but be more attentive afterwards.

He'd want to play it off around the others but adores the affection.

Ever since he picked you up in his crew to take on Ukkon, he's developed a bit of an... attraction to you.

There have been times you all have saved each other in your group.

It's the Locust War and the COG won't help Gabe.

However... This time Gabe saves you from a Locust Kantus.

You freeze for a moment but Gabe manages to kill the Locust before they can touch you.

He comes to check up on you in a soft tone, asking if you're alright.

Only for you to hug him tightly.

Gabe hugs back, confusion on his face yet he enjoys the affection.

He... had no idea how much he craved this, actually.

Then you kiss his cheek.

Gabriel's eyes widen, glancing at you before he notices the shock in your eyes.

You go to run off but Gabe stops you, a smile on his face.

He brushes it off in a playful manner, he knows people were looking but he just states you must've been excited.

He then pats your back, an affectionate (yet dark) look in his gaze as he releases you.

He acts like it wasn't a big deal, yet Gabe finds himself craving more of that love.

He didn't realize how much he needed you until now.

Afterwards, Gabe's protective and attentive nature over you increases.

He wants to be the one to protect you... to love you... to care for you.

After that kiss, he's convinced you're the one for him... you just can't be with anyone else...

Once Ukkon is dead, Gabe plans to show you exactly how he feels for you... even if it's suffocating and intense.

[cinemaocd]

This week in Rylanceland: The Barbarians Have Arrived Edition

Some photos of Mark at the premiere of Waiting for the Barbians at the Venice Film Festival. Mark looks great. I have no idea who that guy he’s with is, though. X, X, X, X, X

OMG date a boy who looks at you like Mark looks at officially canceled moviestars....

Mark...please stop.

Mark on his own at Venice: X, X, X, X, X,

And also: X, X, X

The real story of Venice is NOT the bromance between Mark and that one actor you used to totally crush on in the 90s. No it’s Mark’s NEW EARRING.

ADORBZ

This is one of my favorite photos of Mark in the last five years.

Behind the scenes of the film: X, X,

The poster of Waiting for the Barbarians features Mark and he gets top billing as well!

Mark will play four versions of Satan in the new Terrence Malik film, The Last Planet. Mark’s part will be to tempt Jesus!

While you’re waiting for Devil!Mark, enjoy this Jesus!Mark from 1991.

New fanart: X, X

Mark at the Extinction Rebellion in South London X, X, X

Mark with a fan

and another

With actress Natalia Ryuma in Venice

[leossmoonn]

mind games [part eleven]

masterlist | part ten | part twelve

zuko x fem!reader fluff, angst smau (it has the social media elements, but not as much as the last series)

avatar: the last airbender

summary - being zuko’s best friend is the easiest thing in the world. until he gets a girlfriend and you realize you’re in love with him

warnings / includes  (this counts for any/all chapters) - fighting, suggestive, language, crying, alcohol, cheating, talk about injuries, making out, alluding to sex, talks about sex. you are sokka and katara’s older sister. you, mai, and zuko are seniors in college, sokka and suki are juniors, katara, aang, and toph are sophomores.

note - so for this one im gonna be switching pov’s. so for the first half it’ll be 2nd point of view with y/n and the second half it'll be like 2nd point of view but with jet (hope this made sense lol)

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“so, how has living with jet been?” aang asked. 

“really good,” you smiled. “he’s a really good housemate. he cooks, actually cleans. doesn’t mind that i had to take up a little more closet space.”

“wow, sounds like you have the perfect man,” suki smirked. “i do,” you sighed dreamily. 

you and jet had been dating now for a little more than 4 1/2 months. you two decided that it was time to move in together. you two had already practically been living together so it seemed right to start the next phase of your relationship. you weren’t at jet’s, though. you were at an ice cream shop downtown with your friends. 

living with jet was amazing, as stated, but you rarely saw your friends. college was coming to an end, too. with you and between that and looking for jobs and picking up extra shifts at the JD, it had been very busy. but you had just finished all your finals and was now ready to graduate in the next week, so you were able to relax, finally. 

“how about you guys, how have you been?” you asked. 

“really good! i can’t believe you won’t be at school with us,” katara frowned. 

“yeah, i hate to admit it, but i’m gonna miss you,” sokka said. 

you chuckled, “thanks, sokka. well, i’m not planning one really going anywhere. i’ll just be out of school, which thank the spirits for that.”

“must be nice knowing you don’t have to deal with finals anymore,” toph suck her tongue out in disgust. 

“yeah, i definitely won’t miss that,” you snorted, taking a bite of your ice cream cone. 

“have you found a job yet?” toph asked. ”i’ve found a few. i have yet get interviews, though. i’m waiting until the july to so i can enjoy there summer,” you explained. 

“makes sense. we’ll miss you at the JD,” katara said. 

“yeah, you’re the only one who makes good frappuccinos,” aang chortled. 

“i know. zuko and katara just can’t grasp the recipe,” you teased. 

“i can! i just prefer to make the tea. it’s a lot easier,” katara deafened. 

“don’t worry. i agree,” you smiled. your phone vibrated on the table. 

you turned it over, seeing that there as a text from zuko. 

“is that zuko?” aang asked. “yeah, how did you know?” i asked. 

“he’s been missing you lately,” sokka explained. 

“oh, really? we hung out a couple weeks ago, though,” you said. “exactly. he knows you been busy so he hasn’t asked you to hang out yet, but we told him you’re less busy now,” aang said. 

“oh,” you frowned. “well, he asked if we could hang out today. you guys okay if i go?”

“yeah, of course! we’ve been here for hours, anyways,” suki said. 

“great. still on for the sleepover tonight?” you asked, getting up and grabbing your purse.

“you know it! have fun,” katara smiled. 

“will do,” you smiled back, waving goodbye at them. 

you walked to your car, getting in and driving to your friend’s and sibling’s house. you parked in the garage, going in and seeing zuko on the couch. 

“hey, stranger,” you smiled, taking off your shoes. 

“hey, long time no see,” zuko smiled, getting up. you hummed in reply, opening your arms out and hugging him. 

“i’ve missed you,” zuko whispered. 

“i’ve missed you, too. i’m sorry i haven’t reached out,” you sighed, pulling away. 

“no worries. we aren’t kids anymore. we have our own life,” zuko smiled reassuringly. 

“right. so, you said you wanted to talk about our plan?” you asked, walking over with zuko to the couch. 

“yeah. so, how do i approach her?” zuko ask. “well, i wouldn’t suggest doing it over a date. do it at night so you can go somewhere else and sleep immediately. you two are living together, right?” you asked. 

“yeah,” zuko nodded. “great, well, just tell her you need to talk to her. don’t hint at anything, be neutral about it all and break the news to her,” you explained.

“easier said than done,” zuko chuckled. 

you furrowed your brows and studied his face, seeing the guilt and confusion in his eyes. you leaned against the couch and put your hand on his forearm comfortingly.

“are you sure you want to do this?” you asked. “i am,” zuko nodded. 

“are you sure? like 100% positive?” you checked with him.

zuko chuckled, “yes, i am. plus, i…i like someone else.”

your eyes widened, “o-oh. this is new info. who is it?” your heart started to race and you began to feel very nervous thinking about who he could like.

“i’d rather not say just yet,” he said, averting his gaze from you. 

“alright. well, no pressure,” you smiled softly. your phone then started to vibrate in your back pocket. you pulled it out, seeing that jet was calling you. 

you answered it quickly. “hey, babe, what’s up?”

“hey, when’re you coming home?” jet asked. 

“oh, um…” your voice trailed off as you looked at the clock. “tomorrow? i’m hanging out with zuko right now, and you know i’m having a little sleepover with the girls.”

“oh, right,” jet muttered. you furrowed your brows as he sounded annoyed and sad. you stood up off the couch, holding your first finger up to zuko to let him know you’ll be back in a minute. 

you walked into the kitchen and leaned against the island counter. “hey, you sound sad. everything okay?”

“yeah, i just miss you,” jet sighed. you smiled, “i miss you, too, but i haven't seen zuko or my friends in a while.” “i know, i know. i wasn’t going to make you come home, don’t worry,” jet said. 

“i didn’t think you were. i know you’re understanding.”

you and jet sat on the phone in an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes before you spoke up. you did a little awkward cough before speaking. 

“so, um, i better go,” you said. 

“oh, yeah, yeah, of course. i’ll see you tomorrow,” jet said. 

“see you tomorrow. i love you.” “i love you, too,” jet smiled, hanging up the phone. 

he sighed and gently threw his phone on the bed. he laid down, running his hands through his hair and down his face. he felt so jealous. so jealous of you and zuko. he knew it was silly since you have been nothing but loyal to him, but the unwanted thoughts of you and zuko still crept into his mind every so often. he was thankful you two didn’t live together anymore and that you lived with him now, but jet was beginning to think that wasn’t enough. 

even though you and zuko weren’t living together and didn’t hang out as often, you two were constantly texting and calling. jet often found you downstairs late at night texting zuko, smiling and laughing at whatever he said. it made jet’s blood boil to see another guy making you happy, especially since it was a known fact - not between you and zuko, though - that you had a thing for zuko a while back. jet was positive that you still had a thing for him, no matter how much you denied it. 

he sat up on his bed and grabbed his phone, getting up and going to the only person he knew would understand; mai. 

he drove to her house, going up and knocking on the door. mai answered the door almost immediately, a surprised but pleasant smile on her face. 

“hey, jet. what’re you doing here?” she asked. 

“i was just seeing if you were free. y/n and zuko are hanging out, and we haven’t hung out in a while,” jet shrugged. 

“right, right. well, come in,” mai held the door open for him. jet stepped in with a smile, walking into the living room. 

“i like what you did with the place,” jet noted, looking around at the new furniture and decorations. there were a lot more brighter colours than he remembered.

“thanks. ty lee said i should make the place more lively,” mai chuckled. 

“glad you took her advice,” jet smiled. 

mai nodded, “are you hungry? i was just about to eat some leftover pizza.”

“yeah, sure. you got any beers?” jet asked. 

“yep,” mai said, going over to the kitchen. “make yourself comfortable!”

“thanks,” jet said and sat down on the couch. 

mai came in with a pizza both and a six pack bottle of beer. mai and jet watched tv for a while, getting drunk on the beer. after a while of silence, mai decided to ask jet about what he thought about you and zuko. 

“so, you jealous of zuko and y/n, too?” zuko asked. 

jet’s brows raised, “w-what?”

mai smirked and turned fully to him. “that’s the reason why you came here, because of zuko and y/n.”

jet sighed, turning to her. “yeah. you caught me.”

“they act like they’re dating each other,” mai rolled her eyes. “zuko is always like “y/n this”, “y/n that”, “look what y/n said”, “sorry, i’m talking to y/n”. god, it’s all so annoying.” “and they always stay up late talking to each other! like, i understand they’re each other’s best friends, but we’re here, too.” “right!” mai nodded. “i wouldn’t be surprised if they were making out right now.” jet frowned and looked down. “you think they are?”

“mmm, i wouldn’t doubt it,” mai shrugged. 

jet looked up at mai, his eyes meeting her’s. he studied her face for a few moments, his eyes roaming her face and stopping at her lips. mai noticed his gaze and smirked, scooting closer to him. she put her hand on his thigh, her fingers snaking up his leg. 

“m-mai, what’re you doing?” jet stammered. his heart was racing a million beats per second. 

“c’mon, we both know zuko and y/n are in love with each other. plus, i’m pretty sure zuko is going to break up with me soon. let’s just have some fun, okay?” mai gave jet a flirtatious look, biting her lip and batting her lashes. 

jet sighed, looking into mai’s eyes. he knew in his heart that you weren’t cheating on him with zuko, or anyone, but the just thought of you with zuko, kissing him, running your fingernails all over his back, moaning his name, it clouded jet’s mind with anger and fear. without thinking rationally, jet smashed his lips onto mai’s. 

both melted into the kiss immediately, grabbing at each other and pressing themselves closer to each other. after a few moments of kissing, jet pulled away, looking a mai with wide, shocked eyes. the kiss with mai honestly felt amazing.

mai smiled at him, taking his hand into her’s. “wanna go upstairs?”

jet nodded furiously, getting up off the couch, mai leading him up to her bedroom. 

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Drew Starkey Fic :)

A/N: Hi guys, this is my first fic ever (how scary!) so any criticism or advice will be so helpful. Thanks, hope you enjoy :)

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 Outer Banks wasn’t your first acting job. You had played multiple roles in TV shows and movies and had gained quite the following. Talk shows and interviews were now part of your daily life, and you barely had any time to relax. You had people falling to your feet with admiration, but none of them wanted a committed relationship. You always tried to make an effort getting to know each cast member on a personal level, but due to clashing schedules it wasn’t always possible. However, no cast had imprinted as much as this one; especially one brown-haired boy.

Your relationship with Drew Starkey couldn’t easily be described using words. He made you flustered, nervous and giddy like a schoolgirl with a crush. But this was more than a crush. You had fallen head-over-heels in love with him. In your eyes the planets revolved around him, he was the centre of the universe, the Sun rose and fell just for him.

But you hated it. You hated the fact that he would never look at you the same way, or even start to reciprocate the same feelings. Drew was oblivious to his effect on you, whereas the rest of the cast recognised the heart-eyes straight away. They had tried to leave you two alone multiple times, but it always ended up with you being friend-zoned.

Until you all decided to go to a club.

Filming for season two had just finished a couple of days before, and it was time to celebrate. The cast decided to rent a house so you could all be together during filming, so getting to the club would be easy. You had declined the offer at first, wanting to settle down with a takeaway and Netflix, but Austin persuaded you to get dressed up and party.

You pulled out a dark green dress that wasn’t too revealing, but you chose comfort over looks. After hopping in the shower and getting ready, you slipped on shoes and a matching bag, and headed downstairs.

No one else was ready yet, so you headed to the kitchen for some water. As you fill up your glass, none other than Drew walks in, wearing a white short-sleeved button up and black jeans. He looks you up and down and, unknowingly to you, darts his tongue out to lick his lips. You turn to look at him and he strides towards you, making you tilt your head to look at his towering frame.

“You look amazing,” he says as he steps closer. You cough and take another sip of water, trying to stop the butterflies.

“Thanks, I actually made an effort for once.”

He smirks and saunters away, shouting for the rest of the group. You lean against the counter, breathing deeply, before standing tall and heading out of the front door with everyone. Taking two separate taxis, you all make it to the club and head to a large booth in the corner; enough privacy and an equal distance between the bar and the toilets. After getting settled in the booth, you and Rudy take drinks orders and head to the bar.

“You’re really making it obvious, you know that right?” After looking at him puzzled, Rudy continues. “Sneaking glances, constantly checking that you look okay, he’s definitely noticed that you look amazing, why won’t you just tell him how you feel?”

“I just- I’ve always been so reserved with my emotions, why start opening up now?”

“Trust me, tell him and you’ll wake up in his bed tomorrow morning wondering why you didn’t say anything sooner.” He winks at you and glances back towards the bartender.

You wonder if Rudy speaks the truth, or if he had any alcohol before coming to the club. After taking the drinks back to the table, you all take a group photo and let the fun begin. A few rounds later and you feel the slight buzz of the alcohol and excuse yourself to go the bathroom; luckily for you, the girls accompany you. On your way back to the booth, Maddie turns to you.

“Let’s do shots.” She motions over to the bar where there seems to be only a small queue. After ordering three shots for each person, you turn to look for the girls, which worries you as they’re nowhere to be seen.

“They shouldn’t have worn those heels.” You turn at the familiar voice and see Drew stood behind you, his chest tight against your back. You giggle and look back at the bartender who seems to be taking forever pouring your shots. A sudden surge of confidence runs through you and you look behind you.

“I’ve never realised how good you look in black skinny jeans,” you smirk, and before he can reply, you grab the tray of shots and head back to the booth. However, before you make it back, someone grabs a shot and downs it before reaching for another.

“Hey pretty lady, what are you doing being a waitress in a club?” The guy is clearly drunk and undresses you with his eyes.

“If you don’t mind, please can we get past? We’re just trying to get to our friends,” you shout over the pounding music. Subconsciously you reach for Drew, and he steps closer, his hand on your lower back. You look at the rest of the group, who have already started to make their way over, clearly sensing this won’t end well.

“Why don’t you come home with me? I’ll show you a good time.”

“Dude, keep it in your pants, we don’t want any trouble, but you’ve just disrespected my girl.” Drew steps in front of you and you place the shots on a nearby table, blushing slightly intensely at the fact he called you his girl.

Before you know it, punches are being thrown and Chase and JD are dragging Drew out of the club, Austin’s arm around your shoulder. You look out of the window of the taxi at the empty streets, feeling Austin’s arm still around your shoulder. You don’t know how long the ride home is, but the group enters the house in silence. You glance at JD and he motions for everyone to go upstairs, leaving you and Drew alone.

“Do you need an ice pack? Pain killers? Band-aids?” Your eyes follow Drew, who sits down slowly on the sofa and clenches his fists until his knuckles turn white.

“What would have happened if you were alone? He could’ve done anything,” he growls, not looking away from his lap.

“I’d be fine, just tell him to go away and that I wasn’t interested. Can I get you anythi-”

“God, can you stop thinking about everyone else and be selfish for once? You don’t take care of yourself enough and work yourself too hard. You should be talking about how a guy could’ve – could’ve done anything to you, but no! You’re worrying about me!” He looks at you with tears in his eyes, making you rush over to his side.

You pull him in for a hug and he buries his head in your neck. After a couple of minutes of comfortable silence, you bring his head up to look in his eyes.

“I know anything could’ve happened, but I’m okay. Nothing happened because of you. Thank you. And I know I should be talking about it, but you’re bleeding. Let me take care of you,” you whisper the last part. He slowly nods his head and follows you to the kitchen.

Sitting down at the table, he clears his throat and goes to speak, but nothing comes out. You look at him expectantly, as you take out the first aid kit and get everything ready.

“You’re too good for this world, you know? No one compares to you. You always put others first and-”

“Stop talking,” you demand. You clean his lip and his other wounds and pack everything away. Turning back to him, he goes to speak, but you interrupt.

“I was brought up to put the needs of others before mine and take nothing in return, that’s just how I am. But I- I’m sick of hiding my feelings Drew. Seeing you hurt because of me, that hurt me. I never wanted to put you in danger. I guess it hurt me so much because I like you. More than a friend. And I hope you feel the same way, but if you don’t that’s okay. I um, I want to be mature about this, so can we not make this awkward?”

He stands up and pushes you against the counter. You are insanely aware of his large hands on your hips and his breath fanning your face. His large frame towers over you and he tilts your head to look up at him.

“Why do you think I got in a fight for you?”

Before you can respond, he delicately places his lips on yours, as if trying not to break you. You never thought the night would end like this, kissing Drew slowly and passionately with your hands bunching his shirt in the kitchen. When you break apart, you look into his eyes and he blushes.

“I guess you feel the same way then,” you say.

“Absolutely not”, he teases, nudging his nose against yours as you gasp.

He tickles your sides as you slide your hands around his neck and bring him in for another hug, his arms wrapping around your waist tightly. Your feet leave the floor as he picks you up and you giggle, wrapping your legs around his waist. You kiss him again, with more force this time, and snake your fingers through his hair.

“Can we take this slow? I don’t wanna rush into anything,” you ask timidly after breaking away from the kiss. He nods quickly and puts you down.

“Of course, we do this at your pace,” he whispers. You look at the clock and yawn, only now realising it’s 3am. “Come on, let’s go to bed.”

You trail up the stairs behind him and he stops at your door, turning to you.

“Goodnight my love,” he says, and kisses your forehead tenderly.

“Goodnight,” you reply, aware of his nickname for you. You lean into his touch and spare him one last glance before heading into your room. After closing the door, you lean against it and look into the room, seeing the girls on your bed.

You run over to them, squealing, and sit next to them.

“Tell us everything!”

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Fairy Pick-Up Lines - Rudy Pankow

word count: 1601

a/n: i hate editing so sorry if the grammar is tRaSh. this one's for the USS group chat 🥺 and @jayjaymaebank for the idea. also i totally just realized i was inspired by @calumbroutledge for the last part with the pancakes ily

summary: reader texts rudy dirty fairy comments and he gets always ( without fail ) gets flustered

warnings: fluff, DIRTY ASS FAIRY COMMENTS

Music blared through the apartment, the regular lights dimmed and disco lights throwing a miniature rave in your shared apartment with your boyfriend, Rudy. Him and his cast mates just returned from filming their show, Outer Banks, and while you visited him on set occasionally, you missed him. A lot.

You missed his stupid smirk when he makes you blush and you missed his early morning cooking and you especially missed seeing his flustered reactions to you texting him dirty pick-up lines while you two are across the room from each other, people standing in your paths.

You leant against the kitchen counter, Madelyn and Madison standing next to you on your left.

"Y/N, look," Madelyn said, pointing towards where the boys are congregated. Rudy and Drew were standing on top of the coffee table, having a shotgunning contest to see who could down the can the fastest. Rudy won, dropping his can in triumph as he looks across the room to catch your eye. He saw you, his girl, clapping slowly for him with a smile. He smirked, sending you a cocky wink.

You raised your eyebrows, calling to him, "Is this a challenge?" The blond boy that had your heart wrapped around his finger shrugged, hopping down from the table and falling back into conversation with JD and Chase.

Finding your phone that was behind the counter, you pulled up your message thread with Rudy.

Y/N

babe, you really pulled that off 😌🧚‍♀️👏 next time make it my clothes 🥺🦋💞

The two Maddies looked over your shoulder, biting the inside of their cheeks to keep themselves from laughing as they heard Rudy's phone ding across the room. Rudy fished his phone out of the front pocket of his jeans. The second the glow of his phone screen hit his face, you could see the capillaries under his cheeks flushing at the sight of your text.

The other boys, too into their conversation to notice Rudy's otherwise preoccupancy, continue filling the room with their laughter as they elbowed Rudy to join in. Looking up from his phone at you, the flashing lights in your shared apartment distort the view of the blush that spread across his face.

You smirk back at him, jokingly mimicking how he did moments earlier to you. He opened his mouth to say something, but as you morph your expression to be completely innocent, he no longer could find the words, leaving him to look like a gaping fish in your living room.

.❀.

The next morning, you and Rudy were walking to Santa Monica beach to play SpikeBall with the cast of Outer Banks. Rudy was so excited that you were getting along with his new friends so well, after only ever being able to meet them briefly in Charleston.

Halfway through Rudy's game with Drew, JD, and Austin, they took a break to drink their beer disguised by water bottles. As the boys were discussing which team was winning, Rudy reached over to you and gently pulled your sunglasses off of where they sat on the top of your head to shield his own eyes.

"Babe, who do you think is winning?" Rudy asked you, putting his arm around your shoulder and bringing you into his side.

"Oh, definitely JD and Austin, no doubt." You replied, getting high fives from the two, and a playing shove from your boyfriend.

"Ouch, Y/N," the blond said, turning around to check his phone for any messages. While his back was turned, you fished your cell from your bag slung from your shoulder.

Y/N

what's the difference between the sunglasses and me 🧚‍♀️ 💫❓the sunglasses sit higher on your face 😌💞🥰

As the familiar chime of a new message rolled in on Rudy's phone, you watched as his back muscles stiffened. He cleared his throat with an air of uncertainty and cleared the notification off his screen before putting his phone back on the towel beside you.

Rudy tried to keep his eye contact on the guys as they returned to their SpikeBall championship, but he found his eyes travel back to you. He realized you had been watching him, your poker face of a supportive girlfriend stuck to your face as you spoke with Madelyn.

When you noticed his stare, you waved with a bright smile, causing his cheeks to flush a deeper red and miss the ball when he reached out the spike it.

.❀.

A couple months later, the cast plus you were at Madelyn's apartment. Standing around, drinking beers, doing Instagram lives to give the fans of the new show some cast content. You felt pretty damn awkward, having no actual part in the show or the making of the show, and knowing that there were numerous teenage girls that had crushes on Rudy.

The whole crush thing didn't bother you, it was the potentially hateful things they might say. Maddie holding the phone so you and Rudy weren't in the frame.

The two of you were standing in the kitchen while you rounded up snacks for everyone. Cheez-its for Chase, fruit snacks for JD when he was going to be guested on the live, and cookies that you had made with Rudy the previous night for everyone else.

You grabbed the tray of food and started walked over to your group of friends, Rudy's arm wrapped loosely around your lower back as he walked with you. Once you placed the tray onto the coffee table in the center of the room, Rudy held onto you tighter.

Remembering that you had a penny in your back pocket, you pulled out your phone, ready to cluster your boyfriend.

Y/N

the penny in my back jeans pocket 💍🧚‍♀️ 💫 but the penny is your hand 💐🦋💞

You hid the screen from Rudy as you type and hit send. Immediately following your text, all most in time with the ding on Rudy's phone, Chase took the phone from Maddie, showing you and Rudy in the background.

Checking his phone, Rudy's face instantly light up beet red. You found it much harder to keep a straight face at his flustered expression when he was standing directly next to you. Without a word, Rudy slipped the hand that was around your waist into your back pocket, making you stiffen.

As Chase read the comments on the live, he turned around to see Rudy whisper something to you.

"Babe, you've gotta stop doing that." He placed his mouth against your ear, sending a shiver up your spine. Involuntarily, you tilted your chin to plant a kiss on his cheek, "I dunno, it's kind of fun for me."

"Hey, Toot, Y/N?" Chase said finally, pulling your attention to him and the phone. Rudy's face instantly returned to it's blushed state, the catharsis of flustering you slightly vanishing.

You were less startled, more nervous of whether your boyfriend's fans would react negatively, but as Chase handed Rudy the phone, you couldn't help but smile at some of the nice things people were saying. They thought you and your boyfriend were cute together.

That made you blush.

.❀.

The next week was your birthday and you woke up to a Rudy sized empty space in the bed next to you. Standing out of bed, the t-shirt you were wearing ( which was definitely Rudy's ) fell to your knees. As you stretched your back, it was like your senses woke up and the scent of pancakes filled the room.

Venturing out of the safety of your bedroom, the soft patter of your feet against the cool laminate floor was no match against the speakers playing American Idiot by Green Day extremely loudly in your apartment.

The scent of Rudy's cooking and the sound of the song blended together, blurring your senses in euphoria. It was already turning out to be a great birthday. You followed the scent and the sound to the kitchen where Rudy was standing shirtless in his sweatpants, his tricep flexing every time he flipped a pancake.

You walked up behind him and hugged him, resting your cheek against his shoulder blade.

"Happy birthday, love." Rudy said, only receiving a hum from you as a response and a light kiss between his shoulder blades. "Do you have your phone on you?"

"No, why?" You replied, squeezing him lightly in the hug.

"'Cause right now seems like a situation you would text me one of those fairy message things."

As if he could sense the smirk growing across your face, he slightly tensed in between your arms. Pushing yourself onto your tiptoes, and placing your lips next to his ear, you whispered, "I have a cake, now just stick the candle in."

Rudy fumbled to get all of the pancakes off the griddle and turn off the stove, but when he did, he spun around and pushed you against the kitchen counter opposite the oven.

"I'm pretty sure I've said you gotta stop doing that." Rudy said, his warm breath fanning you face as you looked up at him. Your bottom lip caught itself in between your teeth as you try to keep your poker face intact, but as the blond's eyes darkened in lust you found it very difficult.

"I told you I thought it was fu—"

Before you could finish your statement reminiscing the week before in Cline's apartment, Rudy slammed his lips against yours, causing you to fluster before you melted into the kiss.

You missed seeing his reactions to your fairy pickup lines while he was filming, but this reaction was new. But you liked it.

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New Girlfriend : Chase Stokes x reader

Requested by anon // Summary:  He and Maddie didn’t work out, but are still good friends. There’s some awkward tension and annoyance when he introduces you as his new girlfriend.

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“Chase.. this is a cast thing.” You stop walking and tug back on his arm, “I shouldn’t be going.”

He sighs and faces you, “I promise, it will be fine. I want you there. Please?”

You bite your lip and look past him at the restaurant. The cast had finished filming season 2 and to celebrate were meeting at this restaurant for dinner. However, you’d never met the cast. It had only been a few weeks since you and Chase began dating. You didn’t find it appropriate to meet the cast/his friends just yet since he and Maddie only broke up a couple weeks before you two started dating. Chase had reassured you that he and Maddie ended on good terms and would remain friends. However, even then you knew his friends would find it awkward that he jumped into another relationship so quickly with you. Some may even think Chase cheated on Maddie with you. Which is why the two of you kept your relationship under a tight lock and key up until a few days ago.

Fans had spotted the two of you out in Charleston and fans had went crazy over the two of you. Some were happy for Chase, others believed you were the reason for Chaselyn (if that’s we’re calling their relationship??) splitting up. Some were out right rude.

“Maybe I should head back home… I can meet them all another day.”

“Shh..” His hands rub your arms,  “It’ll be fine. Now, come on before we’re late.”

You sighed and took his hand once more, following him into the restaurant. The tension was thick as soon as you and Chase stepped into the room where the cast were mingling around the table. Your hand tightened Chase’s and nervousness overtook you. He quickly whispered a you’re okay and greeted Rudy who was nearest.

“You must be… y/n right?” Rudy says after hugging Chase. He holds his hand out to you.

You shake his hand, “Yeah.. it nice to meet you. Congrats on wrapping up filming today.”

He smiles and lets go of your hand, “It was quite the bumpy road getting here, but yeah, sad and glad it’s over.”

Chase’s hand finds your lower back and leads you to JD. “This is y/n, my girlfriend.”

“Pleasure to meet you,” JD holds his hand to you and you shake it, “It’s nice to meet you too.” You take a quick deep breath as you see that Maddie and Madison were next. Madison hugged Chase and then stepped aside so Maddie could give Chase a semi awkward hug.

You could feel the two girls eyeing you up and down and you felt like you wanted to sink into a hole and never come out. You smiled as Chase introduced you to the two of them, “Nice to meet you girls..”

The two gave a what you know was a forced smile and then began talking amongst themselves. Chase led you to the end of the table where Drew and Austin were talking amongst themselves.

“Chase! Hey man.” Austin and Chase did a bro hug and then Drew did the same with Chase.

“I think you guys know my girlfriend, y/n.” Chase put his hand on your lower back.

“Nice to meet you, y/n.” Austin says.

You smiled at the two boys, reaching over and giving Drew a hug. He was the reason you and Chase met. He’d introduced the two of you.

“You okay?” Drew asked as he hugged you.

You nodded, “Yeah, I’m great.”

He chuckles, pecking your cheek, “They’ll all get used to you.”

“Alright, Starkey, that’s enough loving on my girl.” Chase chuckles, pulling you back to his side.

Drew rolls his eyes, “She was my best friend first, Stokes.”

~

You all sit down for dinner and everyone is basically talking amongst themselves. You’re sitting in between Chase and Drew at the table, sipping on your wine. There’s some tension in the air, knowing you’re here at the cast’s get together, but other than that, everything was going well. That was until you’d stepped away to the bathroom and come back to hear the entire table talking about you.

“How could you do this to Maddie?” Madison comments, “I mean, you bring her to a cast dinner? You want to flaunt your relationship or something?”

“Madison, with all do respect, this doesn’t concern you. Me and Maddie ended things on good terms. Plus, I like y/n, a lot.” Chase answers.

“Yeah, did you like fucking her while being with Maddie too?”

“Alright, that’s enough.” Drew says intervening, “Everyone at this table knows they didn’t start dating until a couple weeks after they broke up. I was the one who introduced them.”

“Chase is right, we ended on good terms. Both of us realized we weren’t for each other and I told him it was okay to move on. He told me the same thing.” Maddie says from next to Madison.

“She seems like a great girl. I mean come on guys, we’re adults here.” Rudy comments from the end of the table.

“Chase is happy and we should be supportive of that.” JD adds.

Chase glances at the door and he can see your eyes peering from the side. He mutters a fuck and quickly stands as he sees you stepping away, “Y/n, wait!” He throws his napkin on the table, “See what you guys have done?” He quickly follows after you.

“I told you they didn’t want me here.” You quickly head out the front door and Chase grabs your arm, making you face him as you make it outside.

“baby come on.. they just have to get adjusted to you. Okay? They don’t know you. Drew is the only one who does.” Chase pulls you to him.

“They hate me. They think I was the one who ended you and Maddie’s relationship.” You wipe the tears from your cheeks.

“No they don’t.. they’re just upset because we were supposed to be end game and we didn’t work out.” He wraps his arms around you, resting his chin on your head, “They just need time to get to know you.”

“What if they never give me a chance?”

“Then they’re loss because you’re fucking amazing.” He chuckles and you can’t help but laugh. Then groan, “I ran out of there like a child.”

“No, you had a perfectly good reaction to that. I mean you come back to all of us talking about you? I’d run away too.” He pulls away and wipes the black stains from your cheeks.

“You should have just let me stay at home with my pjs and some criminal minds.” You groan and put your forehead against his chest.

He kisses the top of your head, “I promise we can sit in our pjs this weekend and binge watch criminal minds.. sound good?”

You nod into his chest.

The two of you finally make your way back inside. Maddie is first to apologize and then Madison. After apologies are spoken, there’s not as much tension over the table as before. Maddie asks you a few questions about yourself, getting to know you. The other’s then follow her lead. Slowly they begin to accept you and your relationship with Chase. After numerous hours and days spent with the cast, you begin to become one of them, all of you becoming good friends.

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[mirkwoodshewolf]

Freddie’s 40th birthday; Freddie Mercury x reader

*Author’s note*

In honor of the legend’s 74th birthday, as apart of my Rock Angel series, I have written up this little filler chapter centered around Freddie’s birthday. It’s unbelievable that had he lived today, we would’ve been celebrating his 74th bday. But as it is said in the Sandlot ‘Heroes get remembered, but legends never die’. Happy birthday Freddie Mercury, wherever you are, know that you are loved and are continued to be loved by generations of people that are just getting to know you or people that have followed/known you when you were alive.

Enjoy my lovelies and until the next update :)

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*Sept. 7th, 1986*

I was looking myself over in the mirror seeing how my cowgirl hat looked.  It wasn’t anything fancy just a simple leather khaki hat that belonged to mum who gave it to me just for this party.  I brushed the ends of my hair before Jack came in wearing his Indiana Jones hat.

“Look at you my little cowgirl.”

“Now don’t you dare say something naughty or else you’re going to get it.” Jack faked a gasp.

“How dare you suggest I’d say such a thing.”

“Please Jack. You may look all sweet and innocent but even you can go Freddie Mercury dirty. Or worse Deacy leveled of rottenness.”

“Never did I think he could think such thoughts.”

“You do realize that his first song Misfire was all about pre-ejaculation right?”

“Okay subject change please!” I shoved him and said.

“You started it.”

“Nu-uh!”

“Oh shut it you. Now remind me again why you didn’t want to wear a cowboy hat?”

“You know what those hats do to me. Plus….” He stroked the rim of his Indie hat, “this makes me look cooler.” His brow quirked as he smirked in the mirror trying to be sexy (which he was but I’ll never admit that out loud).

“But then we could’ve been a matching set at the party. Fred would’ve been all gushed up about it.”

“You know this day is about him right?”

“Correction two days ago was all about him. This is his birthday party. Thankfully it won’t be as crazy as last years. Yeesh. I still don’t remember how Roger and I ended up in that closet together.”

“Let alone with your shirt over his face.”

“Oh god yeah that—most awkward thing ever. But I think I recall saying something like ‘it’s too hot in this hellhole for me!’ Or some random thing like that. At least that’s what Deacy said he heard. God we had sooo much tequila that night. Never again.”  He chuckled and wrapped his arm around me and pecked my cheek.

“Yeah cause I wouldn’t want to think that my wife was screwing around with her father figure.”

“EWW! Now that is something I know that not even drunk me would do. Why put that image into my brain oh god JACK!!!” he laughed as I began hitting his arm.  

“Ow! Okay! Okay I’m sorry!”

“You better be. Now what time is it?”

“6:40.”

“Shit we better get going!” I grabbed his hand and we took off out of the bedroom and down the stairs.

In the living room our sitter Derek aka ‘Dancing man’ Anderson, who was also one of my roadies on tour, was already feeding our daughter.

“Okay Derek, we’re heading out. Again thank you soo much for volunteering to babysit for me. Normally I wouldn’t ask you to do this much…….”

“Relax (Y/n). I’ve had 3 kids so I know how this works. Thankfully I was in the neighborhood. Plus I get the chance to see the kid before the rest of the roadies do.” I shook my head at him.

Derek had been one of my first roadies ever since I became the Rock Angel.  He was about the same age as Roger was and if I’m being honest, he’s kinda like Roger in a way.  In fact if I remember correctly it was Roger’s roadie Crystal that recommended Derek to me.  He’s great with electronics and lighting and he’s basically the ringleader since he’s the only one of my original team that has stuck with me for the past five years.

“Okay so her bottles are in the fridge and I’ve laid out instructions on how to warm them up. Her bedtime is in two hours, and her favorite story is ‘Oh the places you’ll go’. And ohh I know I’m forgetting something.”

“Angel, relax. I’ve got this. Jack gave me the full rundown about an hour ago while you were deciding on your hat. Give my birthday regards to Fred.”

“We will. Thanks again Derek.” Jack said as the two of them shook hands with each other.

“No prob, you two kids have fun. And don’t worry mini Angel will be safe and sound.”

“Alright, bye baby girl. Mummy loves you.” I leaned down and pecked my daughter’s cheek repeatedly then Jack came down and kissed the top of her head which was starting to sprout my hair color and told her.

“Daddy loves you too sweetheart.” Jack and I picked up our gifts for Freddie and we walked out the door and headed to the car.

To my surprise Jack actually offered to drive to Freddie’s place at Garden Lodge.  I looked at him surprised and switched seats with him and I must admit I’m surprised that he’s managed to get driving in England down.

“Wow Jack I must say, you’ve really adapted to our way of driving, haven’t yah?”

“Well seeing you guys drive all the time kinda helped me out a bit more. Plus those old driving lessons from Deacy also helped as well.”

“So I got to ask. American style of driving or UK style of driving.”

“Oh American hands down. I still fear that I’m gonna ram into someone driving on this side of the road.”

“Guess we both feel that way. When your cousin Jensen gave me my first car driving lessons, I was terrified beyond belief. Not only was it something totally different, but also just driving on the side of the road that I’ve never driven on. But you’re doing good baby. I’m proud of you.” I gave him a peck on the cheek and he said.

“Hey now, no need to get frisky. I’m the one behind the wheel here.”

“You are just full of snappy comebacks today aren’t yah?” he grinned at me and continued to drive on.

After a while we finally arrived at Freddie’s place just ten minutes past 7.  Jack parked the car just a few yards away from the entrance of Garden Lodge and the two of us walked hand in hand towards the entrance.  I pressed the buzzer at the gate and that’s when Jim’s voice came on the intercom and he said.

‘Hello?’

“Hey Jim it’s Jack and (Y/n). We made it.”

‘Ahh the Kline couple, come right on in.’ the gate let out a buzz and Jack opened the door and tipped his hat just like Indiana Jones as he did his best Harrison Ford impression.

“My lady.”

“Why thank you Dr. Jones.” I said in my best Southern accent before walking right on in and he followed behind me.

We walked across the front garden and I couldn’t help but admire the flowers that grew down the runway towards the house.  We walked up the steps and Jack knocked on the door and soon answering the door wearing a pink boa with an angel halo on top of his head was the Queen himself, Freddie Mercury.

“Well about fucking time you two got here. I was beginning to think you both skipped out on me.”

“Please Fred. If we wanted to, you’d never let us hear the end of it.” I teased him.  He chuckled and smiled that wide smile of his before extending his arms out and the two of us hugged and kissed each other.

“And Jack. Handsome and dashing as ever.” Freddie praised.

“Thanks Fred.” Jack blushed.

“And a couple’s costume at that. I swear I think you two will upstage me. And I’m supposed to be the birthday boy here.”

“Oh well Fred actually we’re not doing a couple’s costume. At least not anymore we aren’t.”

“Oh well then Jack what kind of hat is this supposed to be?” Fred said as he stroked the rim of Jack’s Indiana Jones hat.

“Wow and I thought you would’ve at least seen at least one of the films. This is an Dr. Indiana Jones hat.”

“A doctor you say, well what the fuck kind of doctor wears that kind of hat?”

“He’s also an archeologist that goes on adventures Fred.” I explained to him.  Freddie ahhed in understandment.

“Okay now I see. Well besides all that, come on in my darlings the party’s just beginning.” Fred opened the front door wider and allowed Jack and I to enter inside.

And amazingly while there were a lot of people there, it wasn’t as full crazed as his birthday party last year.  It was mellow, quieter, people making small talk amongst friends.  It was a nice change for once (especially after the after party for the Magic tour).

The party went on and as Fred and I stood side by side of each other looking out at the other party guests I turned to him and said.

“You know I’m really surprised Fred. You really mellowed out.”

“Well darling the older you get, the less of a party animal you become. Even the champ must lose at one point.”

“All these metaphors and old saying you’ve been saying throughout this past year, I swear Fred you should be a philosopher.”

“As great as some of their sayings are, they’d be boring to meet in real life. And dear I refuse to be boring.” He playfully dipped my hat forward covering my eyes.  I groaned and playfully shoved him as I readjusted my hat.

That’s when I noticed a band on his right ring finger.

I took his hand and held it and looked up at him and asked him intrigued.

“And just what is this Fred?”

“Oh wouldn’t you like to know.” Fred teased me.

“C’mon Fred. You know as well as I that this ring isn’t like any of the old concert rings you used to wear ten years ago. So out with it.” Fred looked around before clasping my hand with his and he dragged me off upstairs where we would have some privacy.

We made it to his master suite and there I saw Delilah and Goliath both sunning themselves on the bed.

“It’s from Jim.” Freddie spoke softly as he stared down at th ring lovingly. “He gave it to my just before everyone got here. A sorta—one year anniversary present. I would wear it on my left hand if I could but—you know how people are these days when it comes to relationships. Especially with mine.”

I walked up to him and cupped his face between my hands.  He and I stared at each other and I said to him.

“I’m happy for you Fred. Truly I am. And hell if it were up to me, I’d have you and Jim married tonight if you both wanted to.”

“I know you would darling.” He very gingerly pinched my cheek.

“And……people can be bastards. They think that sexual relationships have to be in a straight fashion. Even Johanna and Graham thought that way. Any trace of homosexuality, they’d treat them as if they were scum of the scum. They’d even tried to brainwash me into believing it as well. But thankfully I have more common sense than them or anyone else that thinks that way. Love is Love. As long as two people are happy and in love with each other, so long as they are of legal age, then it doesn’t matter.” I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“A lioness with a heart of gold. Your parents would be proud of you darling.” He said as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

“Who knows maybe one day the world can change and have people of the same sex get married. And when that day comes, I’ll be right there at your side as your Maid of honor.” Freddie softly smiled and said.

“I’ll let you plan the whole thing out if you want.”

“Good cause you know I’ve got some suggestions.”

“You did learn from the best.”

“Also I’m gonna tell you what you once told me when Jack and I first became a couple. If he breaks your heart, or makes you cry like that last bastard of a man you had, I’ll pop him off his arse till he’s in a coma.”

We both softly laughed and pecked each other’s cheeks before embracing each other tightly.  “Never change my darling Rock Angel.”

“Never Freddie. So long as you never change either.”

“With you by my side, I doubt I ever will.” We both softly laughed.

“C’mon. I’m betting everyone’s wondering where the birthday boy is at.” We took each other’s hands once more and walked out of his master suite and headed back downstairs.

Everyone gathered in the back garden as Jim, Terry and Phoebe pulled out the cake (which was sculpted into the shape of an orange, black and white patterned cat standing on a podium with its paw up in the air).

Once the sparkling candles were lit, we all sang Happy birthday to Freddie.  Freddie stood by his cake smiling and gushing about till the end of the song before finally blowing out his candles.

“I better not expect a girl wearing a cat costume to pop out and ruin this cake!” we all laughed and that’s when Jim came up to him and delicately cut the bottom part of the cake.  As Jack and I sat together I couldn’t take my eyes off of Freddie.

He was just radiating this pure energy as he chatted away with Phoebe, Jim and his other friends that he knew outside of Queen. He truly was a ray of sunshine who made everyone laugh and smile, and I am so glad that he got out of Prenter’s grasp when he did cause this this was the Freddie I knew and loved.

“He seems happier with Jim.” Jack said to me as he ate a piece of his cake.

“He does. He finally found himself a little niche in life. And I’m happy for him.”

“So they’re really together, aren’t they?” Jack asked me. Of course there wasn’t any hatred or disgust as my husband spoke those words, he genuinely wanted to know whether or not Freddie and Jim were seriously an item or not.

“They are. And I can see that it’s real love between those two. I hope they stay together for a long, long time. They’re good for each other.”

“I’ll admit it, even though I’ve never really seen a gay romance for myself. I think they really do love each other.”

“It’s just like us. Like Deacy and Ronnie, like any other straight marriage or relationship. It doesn’t matter the gender of the person so long as two people love each other and care about one another. Love is Love.”

“I can get behind that.” Jack said as he nuzzled his face into my neck making me giggle softly.

It was about an hour after sunset when the party finally came to a close.  Everyone bid their goodbyes to Freddie and when I had invited Fred and Jim to come and have tea tomorrow, that’s when I found out that they would actually be leaving for Japan tomorrow afternoon.

“Oh wow Japan. You two going on your honeymoon?” I playfully nudged Fred.

“It’s not so much a honeymoon dear. Just a way for Jim and I to get to know each other a little more without all the press and cameras stalking us.”

“Understood. Those blood-sucking leeches.”

“Tell me about it.” He grumbled.

“Well I hope you both have a safe trip and enjoy yourselves.”

“We will darling. And I’ll be sure to pick something up for the mini-angel’s birthday in a couple months. As well as a souvenir gift.”

“You know she’s still a baby right?”

“So what? Just because she’s a baby doesn’t mean I have to stop spoiling her.” I rolled my eyes and embraced Freddie and he hugged me back.

“You’re gonna drive me to early grey hair Mercury.”

“Oh don’t be ridiculous darling.” He said in a posh tone. “As I’ve always said you’re gonna be an ageless beauty. It’s me and the other guys that’ll age like milk.” I slapped his arm then we kissed each other goodbye then Jack and I took our leave.

When we arrived back home, we came in to see Derek sitting on the couch watching the news.

“How was the party?” he asked us.

“Mellow but fun. How was our girl?” Jack said.

“Barely gave me any trouble, unlike my own daughter when she was that age. The only fuss she made was when I had to change her nappie before bed.”

“She’s done that with us too. Mum hopes she’ll grow out of it soon.” I said as I walked up to him.

‘Growing cases of the AIDS and HIV virus continues to climb. So far in England alone more than 1000 confirmed deaths have occurred due to the virus…..’ I shut the TV off and muttered angrily.

“I hate the news. They never have anything positive to say. All it is is just death, gang bangs, cults, economy crashes, war, or this new virus that’s been coming up.”

“Don’t let it affect you too much Angel, you don’t need to have all that negativity floating in your head. Well I best be off.”

“Thanks again Derek, I’ll send you your payment in the morning.” I told him.

“No need. This one’s on the house. Have a good night Angel, Jack.”

“Night Derek. Drive safely.” Jack told him as Derek grabbed his coat and keys then left the house.

Jack and I changed out of our party clothes and got into our pajamas and cuddled close together.

“G’night Jack.” I yawned.

“G’night my love. Sweet dreams.” Jack whispered.  He kissed my forehead as the two of us fell asleep cuddled under the sheets.

[kpersonkwriter]

Comfort Zone

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader Oneshot (College AU, Established relationship AU)

Word Count: 5840

Genre: Smutttttttt, some fluff

Warnings: Smut, temperature play (ice cubes), blindfold play (male receiving)

A/N: Written at 2 in the morning because insomnia is a whole ass bitch. But stay safe lovelies.

 Anyone who knew you well knew that you were an enigma in itself. You were full of oxymorons – both hot and cold, both an extrovert and introvert and both a believer in the sciences and maths yet a believer in religion and the likes of astrology. You were a photography student, preferring to capture a story through the lens rather than be the focus of said lens, yet you were calculated, you always had a plan and thought things through before you did them. You hated parties – or any social interaction to be fair – preferring to coop up in your room with your camera and trusty Netflix selection. So anyone who saw what you were doing that night you met your boyfriend would have thought you were crazy and have told you to get checked out.

For one, you had gone to this party voluntarily, shocking your friends, and had even been the one to suggest going in the first place. You were the one to host pres in your room for your friends – Hwa Young, Ji Hye and Yoon Ah – before the three of you took an Uber to the house where the party was being held. One of your friends – although friends was a stretch – whom you had met on your course was throwing a congratulatory party and had invited you in one of the last lectures of the term that you two shared. You being you, of course hesitated, trying to come up with a socially acceptable excuse rather than “sorry I don’t know you that well to hang out at a party with you” for that seemed a tad rude. However, it was during your last lecture that following week that you had a change of heart and decided to go to the party anyway. Maybe it was because you too were fed up with the dissertation as well or the fact that you recently saw an Instagram post of your ex-boyfriend with his new girlfriend. It caught you off guard since he had been the one to bring up the future, including marriage, yet decided to move on less than a month after he had broken up with you. You scoffed thinking about it, he had been tearful and said that he just didn’t love you anymore and that he had felt sorry for stringing you along. Complete and utter bullshit. The naïve you at the time was distraught yet your dissertation had to be completed and the party to finish it all of seemed to be a worthy distraction, and you supposed, a welcome change than sitting in your dorm room by yourself as the smell of flatmate’s weed seeped through the cracks of your door.

It was two and a half hours into the party when you became tipsy. Ji Hye and Yoon Ah having left with their respective girlfriend and boyfriend, as you stayed with Hwa Young, both of you currently engaged in a beer pong battle with two members of the football team. Hwa Young had asked if you were sure when you suggested this but honestly the sour taste that Instagram post had left you, alongside the overwhelming relief of submitting your dissertation, meant that you wanted to just forget everything. The spectators that had gathered you were hollering and shouting encouragement for you were the last ball with the winner being decided by your next shot. You smirked as you glanced at the two boys opposite you – Taehyung and Hoseok – if you remembered correctly as they wiped their mouths with the backs of their hands of the beer – or Jack Daniels – they had consumed. House rules meant that some cups had beer whist others had a JD with Red Bull instead. You made your shot with the only thing guiding it being hope as you hoped that you’d win. You heard the cheers before you as you were enveloped into a hug by Hwa Young and some other people you didn’t know. The crowd dispersed after the boys took their shots of Bacardi (they said it was their least favourite liquor) as they walked up to you.

“So I guess we owe you celebratory drinks?” Hoseok winked eyeing Hwa Young up and down, gesturing to the drinks station.

“I guess you do.” She giggled slotting his arms in his before turning to look at you. “You coming?”

“Nah, I’ll probably leave in a bit anyway. Go have fun.”

“You sure?”

“I’m sure. Go!” You lightly pushed her towards Hoseok as they made there way to the alcohol. You sighed, your introverted nature meaning that all the mingling had made you tired as the alcohol lessened its effects on you. You had a right mind to leave when someone handed you a cup in front of you. You eyed it suspiciously as you turned to face the man in front of you. And fuck. He was gorgeous. He was at least a head taller than you yet his body proportion was perfect. His lips were a beautiful glossy red and in all honesty you wanted to kiss him. His chest was broad and judging by your uni sports hoodie that he wore, you gathered he was on a sports team, quite possibly with Taehyung who had mentioned he was in a sports team in passing although you couldn’t remember which. His doe eyes looked at you expectantly for some sort of an answer whilst his raised eyebrows asked you whether or not you were going to take the cup at all.

“What is it?”

“Just water. A thank you drink for crushing Hoseok-hyung and Taehyung-hyung at beer pong.” He grinned.

“If it’s a thank you drink surely it should be some sort of alcohol?”

“Maybe, but you look done with everyone here so thought water would be better.”

“Thanks.”

It was a somewhat awkward conversation but you the more you two talked that night, the more you realised he was so far from the jock stereotype that movies and dramas portrayed. However, He was incredibly shy, fingers fidgeting with the sleeves of his hoodie, occasionally wiping his presumably sweaty palms on his jeans. It was only after you two moved to a quieter area, taking a seat on the pavement outside, that he made eye contact with you and started to let his personality shine through. You two ended up bonding over photography since he had a strong interest in videography. He had told you that he had been responsible for the Varsity video that year that went viral amongst your university for its impressive videography skills. He was scheduled to play football but was side-lined with an injury so decided to video everything instead. It quickly spread through social media and soon everyone had seen the video, it being projected on the plasma screens in the gym, the café, the shop, the library and the lobby of the lecture centre. As a result, Jung Kook had been somewhat of a celebrity within the football team and of course, almost naturally, the cheerleading squad. You had heard reports, and had witnessed that evening, that he would be approached by multiple girls in clubs yet refused their advances but paid no attention to them since you frankly just didn’t give a shit nor was he in your social circle. You also bonded over the love of dogs and was surprised to learn that you volunteered at the same local dog shelter although you had never ran into each other due to conflicting class schedules and thus free time. You chatted about your latest intake of dogs that had been found as strays in Mexico and how you had hoped that they’d find their adopted homes soon. And it was then, almost two hours later, that he stuttered asked if you wanted to walk two of the dogs together that weekend.

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It was now 9 months later after your first date together and even that first date was to much debate between Jungkook and you. He claimed that since he did not label it as a date, your first date was actually two weeks later for a hot chocolate date, both of you disliking coffee for its’ bitterness. However, you claimed it was of course. Either way, you were still together three months later and currently on your way home from work.

Tonight was date night and you were sure Jungkook would have let himself in with the key to your apartment that you gave to him shyly as he left after a late movie night a couple of months ago. Yet you didn’t know what to expect that night. You two had been taken things slow, you being Jungkook’s first “proper” girlfriend and the scar that your ex had left you, and so you two hadn’t had sex yet. Jungkook had sex a couple of times before university, he told you, but they were fuelled by teenage desire and awkwardness that he said, in his own words, that he hadn’t had “proper” sex. However, he wanted you to be comfortable with him in opening up and trusting him before, as well as wanting to get to know you properly. You respected that and didn’t press him after that although you two had kissed but always left it with heavy pants from them instead.

As you stepped into your apartment that you had bought with Hwa Young  after you two graduated (although she was currently on a Italy trip with Hoseok), you were hit with an intoxicating aroma, your stomach grumbling at the smell.

“Jungkook I’m home!”

“In the kitchen!”

“Hey,” You smiled, hugging his waist as the aroma of the pasta sauce hitting your nose. “Jungkook, did you cook?” You asked although the answer was clearly obvious at the image in front of you. Jungkook had a dishcloth thrown over his shoulder with a large red stain – suspiciously like red wine – at the bottom of his shirt with his grey jogging bottoms and barefeet. Ah, the typical Asian.

He turned round to give you a kiss as he noticed you staring and smiled sheepishly. “I spilled a bit and I didn’t bring a spare change of clothes.” And of course his broad chest would never fit in any of your tops.

“I’ve got one of your hoodies that I stole in my room. Pass the shirt so I can get it out.” He tossed it to you and you went to soak the shirt in the stain remover and water and let it soak before you dressed yourself and came out back into the kitchen to hand him your his hoodie. Yet you forgot he would be shirtless. You couldn’t help but linger your eyes over him as you watched him move around the kitchen, stood over the stove and stirring the sauce. He had a large tattoo – a dragon – covering his right shoulder and although this hadn’t necessarily been the first time seeing him shirtless (he loved to walk around shirtless when it was just you two in the apartment), it never ceased to amaze you at how devilishly  and unfairly handsome he could be.

“When will dinner be ready? I’ll set the table.”

“Oh, is 10 minutes ok with you?”

“You’d better be careful Jungkook,” you warned him playfully. “I may never let you leave.”

Dinner was incredible, the pasta being delicious, although you refused seconds due to the simple laws of physics making any additional food in your stuffed stomach being impossible. You watched your boyfriend eat, a big smile painting your face, before he cleaned the plates and putting them in the sink before coming to sit next to you on the sofa, sipping your wine, as you put something on TV.

An hour later into some rom com, Jung Kook spoke. “I want to have sex tonight Y/N.”

Your attention was immediately diverted from the scene on TV as you escaped his arms and turned to face him. “You sure?”

“I’ve been thinking about it for a while and I’m sure Y/N.” He was fidgety again, reminiscent of the time when you first met, as he avoided your gaze. Smiling, you reached to lift his chin so he met your eyes.

“Tell me.”

“Huh?”

“Tell me what you’ve thought about.” You challenged him softly. Jungkook’s face turned a bright shade of red, eyes wanting so much to skirt away again. “Tell me Kook.”

His face turned an even deeper shade of crimson, blush only increasing at the thought of his fantasies about you.

“I’ve urm… thought of you dominating me.”

“Go on.” You smiled, swinging a leg over him to straddle him. You noticed the hiss in a breath of surprise as his hands grabbing her thighs.

“I’ve thought about you teasing me until I beg and you calling me…” He trailed off but a small kiss on neck urged him to carry on. “baby boy.” It was a whisper and you knew why. It was the complete opposite to the classic jock stereotype – manly and loud – yet you supposed Jung Kook was the complete opposite of a jock in many levels.

“Are you sure Kook? I don’t want you to do this and regret it.” Your eyes were almost black with desire and you were seriously testing your every ounce of self – control.

“I’m sure Y/N… I want to do it.”  

“Ok… Safe word is red ok?” You gently kissed him on the lips as you felt him nod with a small “ok” before lifting a hand to cup the side of his face and you could honestly just sit and stare at his perfect face. Jungkook’s eyes slid closed as he leaned into your touch as they opened again as you brushed your thumb back and forth as your boyfriend mirrored your movement on your thighs. You snaked your hand to the back of his neck, weaving fingers into his hair, as you started to pepper kisses on the chamber of his neck. You would have missed the quiet moan if it had not be so close to your ear.

“Jungkook?”

“Hm?”

“Take me to the bedroom?” He nodded, lifting you up and taking you to your bedroom. Sitting down on the bed, you continued to straddle him, and moved to kiss him.

Every man had “their” style of kissing which could tell you a lot about the man himself. Sometimes two people simply didn’t click – teeth hit teeth, tongues worked against each other. Some were wetter, others were invaders as the entire length of their tongue whilst others barely penetrated your mouth. Some men were slow, savouring the slow rhythm, whilst others were heated and fast. And of course, some men were pythons, opening their mouths so wide that you feared you were witnessing a black hole. Of course every person had their own preference of kissers, and you? You hated the pythons and wet kissers but liked men who would let you set the pace. Jungkook was the one who let you set the pace.

Kissing Jungkook was a bit like coming home. It was comfortable for his lips were so soft and like silk which cushioned your lips. His lips were, you supposed, like your head hitting the pillow when your body was aching with the flu, it was a relief that you desperately needed. You couldn’t pinpoint “what” he was doing with the way he moved his mouth and tongue except describing it as being exactly right, with his tongue dancing with yours softly and elegantly.

Jungkook groaned as you slipped a hand underneath his hoodie, guiding the offensive item of clothing over his head, as you admired the beauty in front of you. And Jungkook was definitely a thing of beauty. He was unworldly. You ran your fingertips across his pecs that others dreamed about, then his shoulders and down the lines of his arms which he used every football practice and game. The crisp contours of his stomach, the clear definition of his pecs, the incredible construction of his arms all created a beautiful study in human form, each part of his body being the perfect form for the intended function of playing football weekly and having practice twice a week. You intended to study every bit of your boyfriend as you enjoyed his muscles twitch as you skimmed your fingertips across.

You leaned down, still straddling him, as you kissed his neck leaving a trail of hickeys up his neck before pushing yourself up to taste his chest. However, Jungkook seemed to have other ideas.

“Y/N… I want to touch you first.” He placed his hand on your wrists, stopping you. You smiled and settled back in his lap as Jungkook moves his hands to your sides as you hooked your fingers to take off your t-shirt that you had changed into, lifting it clean off your body. You were desperate by now, rocking your hips against Jungkook’s growing erection in his trousers, moans being heard as his hands reached to unhook your bra, pulling it off and throwing if to off to somewhere on the floor.

The moment that he started to explore your breasts and nipples was the moment you realised that your boyfriend was truly good, excellent even, at everything. And that he was truly an oxymoron, like you. The very few jocks that you had been with were sloppy, them presenting a front that they were a sex god when in reality they couldn’t even locate the clit. But Jungkook? He was a natural prodigy. Either that or he had been with more women that he let on, and you trusted his words.

He studied your face for the slightest indication of your pleasure and responded to the slightest movement or sound that you made as he worked your touch on you. He’d barely begun on lightly biting your nipples, having sucked hickeys on the flesh of your breast, and you were already uninhibited at his ministrations.

“What do you want Y/N? I want you to tell me.”

You pressed off his lap before standing, pulling off your panties and dropping them to the floor, before climbing onto Jungkook’s lap.

“Please Y/N. I want to make you feel good.” It was sexy, his desire to make you happy and satisfied, and you smiled as you took his hands, guiding it between your legs, moving it up and down your lips.

“You’re wet.” It was a breathless statement.

“You make me.” You bought his hand up to your lips before sucking on them, maintaining eye contact all the time, and you swore that you saw his eyes turn to black with lust. That seemed to have flicked the switch inside him as he pushed one of his fingers inside you, causing your body to spasm at the feeling and throwing your head back and crying out in pleasure. You matched the pace of his fingers by riding him, breathing becoming heavy.

“Tell me what you want Y/N.” Jungkook whispered, almost breathless at the sight, sound and feeling of you becoming undone at his touch.

“Deeper Kook.” You, the strong, stubborn one in your friendship group that never took no for an answer, had resorted to begging now.

Jungkook listened immediately to what you asked, adding another finger before thrusting deep inside. You yelled as he hit the sweet spot inside you.

“Right there Kook! Don’t stop.” You yelled as he hit the sweet spot. “Add another finger Kook, please.” You just about panted out, changing into a sigh of pleasure as he thrust three fingers into you. He took his other hand and placed it on your clit and started his next assault of ministrations there forcing you to collapse in pleasure on his shoulder for the combination of him rubbing your clit and you riding his fingers was almost overwhelming. Jungkook caught on immediately, not stopping his assault.

“Right there. Right there. Don’t stop Kook. Faster. Harder.” You panted in his ear and it only fuelled Jungkook to go faster and harder, something about you getting closer to your orgasm turning him on immensely.

You couldn’t take anymore of his perfect assault and you hit an earth shattering orgasm, screaming his name, eyes rolling to the back of your head as your body spasmed over and over as Jungkook looked at you almost in wonder, as if he questioned if he was really the one to make you feel like that. He felt your muscles contracting around your fingers as you collapsed against his chest, your body eventually relaxing and sagging against him. Pants from both yourself and Jungkook filled the room as you came down from your high and Jungkook as he held you in his arms.

But apparently that wasn’t enough for Jungkook, who resumed his assault with the intensity that had driven you over the edge. It wasn’t long before another orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks as you jerked and contracted on his fingers again with pleasure as Jungkook held you again as you shook again. You immediately felt the loss as Jungkook withdrew his fingers as he held you tight against him, stroking your hair and whispering compliments and ‘are you ok?’s into your ear.

After regaining a sense of yourself and some energy, you moved up to kiss him again as your hands moved down to his waist to his jogging bottoms and hooked your thumbs under the elastic, Jungkook freezing mid-kiss as his breath hitched. You slid his trousers free of his hips and moved to allow you slid them down his legs, throwing them somewhere to the side. Jungkook hissed as his erection was free from his trouser – he went commando since you were the only one home in the apartment – as his eyes were glued to you leaving a trail of kisses down his body.

“Fuck,” you unknowingly muttered looking back up to catch his eyes unable to control your expression of just pure awe. You had seen long cocks, short cocks, thick cocks, thin cocks, pretty ones and ugly ones but this was the most beautiful cock you had ever seen. He was huge and thick, although not unnervingly so.

“I hope that’s a good fuck?”

“You play in the men’s football team and you’ve probably seen all the guy’s cocks. You must know that you’re… impressive.”

“I know that I’m larger than average.”  He said sheepishly as you rolled your eyes at what you deemed as the understatement of the century. “But the girls that I’ve been with said that I hurt them and I… don’t want to hurt you Y/N.” The concern was evident in his features and you smiled as Jungkook’s nature shone through even in times like this. Contrary to the tough guy image as a jock, he would stop and at least pet every stray dog that you met on your walks or would point out beautiful flowers along your walks. He had a gentle soul and it was a stark contrast to the competition driven player he was on the pitch.

“If you take it slow then I’ll be fine and once I adjust it won’t hurt. But first I want to blindfold you if you’re ok with that.”

“I’d love that Y/N.” He broke into a smile as you got up to your chest of drawers, pulling out a tie that you had once worn to a Halloween party a year ago (and had regretted thus leaving an hour into said party).

He was entranced and completely fixated by you as you moved up towards him again, kissing his stomach as they clenched in reaction.

“What’s the safe word Kook?”

“Red.”

“Good.”

“Y/N,” Your name escaped his lips as he sucked in another sharp breath as you pressed a kiss to the head of his now raging cock. It was now an angry red, itching to be inside you as you wrapped the tie around his head, making sure to completely block his eyes. You instructed him to lie down and he did, with his head resting on the pillow, lips parted in anticipation and his cock impossibly hard.

Jungkook forgot to breath momentarily when you placed a hand on his chest, slowly lettings your fingernails rake his chest, drawing light feather circles around his shoulder. To Jungkook however, it was a painfully teasing touch as goose bumps erupted across his skin. You were teasing him with the lightest of touches that sent his nerves on end, as he waited for you to touch the next bit of skin, hypnotising him as no – one had ever touched him like you were currently doing. The next touch on his pecs were so light that it almost tickled with each touch bringing nerve endings to life. Jungkook honestly felt that his pecs were on fire with the perfect feeling of your teasing touch as his body jerked in reaction as his breathing became suddenly ragged as he didn’t know how to handle the sensation that you’d shocked him with.

“Wait here Kook.” You whispered into his ear as an idea struck you, smiling devilishly although he couldn’t see. You made your way to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge as you made your way back. When you came back, you took a deep gulp of the water that had been in the fridge for three days as you held the freezing water in your mouth. Once satisfied, you leaned into Jungkook again who immediately smiled at your closeness as you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock. Jungkook let out an audible groan, hands feeling your head as he wrapped his hands around the back of your hair, pulling your more deeply into his mouth. His body involuntarily jerked upwards, his cock hitting the roof of your mouth.

“Shit I’m so sorry Y/N. I didn’t mean to do that.” He moved his hands to pull the tie from his eyes as you saw the pain in his eyes. You smiled, hoping to reassure him a little, before grabbing his hands and holding them against his sides. You then smirked as you angled your head forward and slowly ran your tongue down his length from the tip before taking him deep into the back of your throat with no warning.

“Y/N!” Jungkook breathed, hands formed into tight fists.

Jungkook’s entire length didn’t fit into your mouth, since you had a small gag reflex, so you added your hand to the mix and began working his length with your fist and mouth, varying the speed and pressure. You heard Jungkook’s moans and groans and it had been minutes of you sucking him, deepthroating him as well as giving him a hand job and Jungkook’s reaction was almost absent. He didn’t even seem to be on edge and you frowned as you sat back.

“Am I doing something wrong Kook?”

“Of course not.”

“Buy you’re not close to coming?”

“You want me to… cum in your mouth?” It was such an innocent question which reflected his puppy dog expression that he had on his face at that moment in time, minus the hair that stuck to his forehead from the sweat or his flushed cheeks.

“Of course Kook. I want to taste you.” You replied, straight – faced, as if it was the most matter of fact thing.

“I-“ It was cut off as you took him back into your mouth again, smiling around his as you heard and felt Jungkook succumb to the pleasure. Loud moans echoed in the room as you increased your intensity, one hand around the base of his cock and the other cupping his balls, palming and playing with them as you bought him closer and closer to his high. Jungkook was trembling by now and his hands grabbed your hair as he yelled your name as he came, body going rigid as he released in your mouth. You continued to gently suck him as he released more into your mouth, swallowing every bit of him deeply, meeting Jungkook’s eyes. His jaw dropped and you smiled, using a finger to wipe some from the corner of your mouth, Jungkook continuing to stare as his mouth opened then shut as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words.

You slid back up to his chest and nestled into his side as he held you tight, placing a kiss to your hair as you traced lazy circles with your nails. In all honestly, you were dripping wet from sucking and teasing him, high from the response you’d been given, yet you didn’t want to overwhelm your boyfriend.

“Let me know when you want to continue.” You whispered in his ear.

It couldn’t have been more than 5 minutes before Jungkook said he was ready.

“Thank god.” You blurted out for you were so wet from sucking him.

“Y/N, are you sure you want to do this?” He held you against his sides. You took his hands between your legs to show him how wet you were for him.

“I’m sure Kook.”

“I don’t want to hurt you Y/N.”

“I promise that you won’t hurt me. I’ll take it slow.”

“Promise?”

“Promise Kook.” You kissed him, hoping that you reassured him enough. It seemed to work as you felt tension leave his body as he deepened the kiss.

“I know you want me to fully dominate you but next time. Tonight we’re taking things slow.” You kissed him one last time as you moved to straddle him, as you did earlier, Jungkook groaning as he felt your wetness on his cock.

“Y/N please.” He begged and you took it as a sign to sit on him so that he entered you. You took it slow, his length and girth stretching you completely. The sharp pain of the first inch of him lasted moments longer than it normally took to feel comfortable because he was so big but you waited before taking a few more inches of him. You had tried your best to hide your pain as not to worry Jungkook but it was evidently futile.

“Y/N are you ok?” Jungkook asked in a panic. He tried to pull out of you but you held his hips firmly against you.

“I’m fine Kook. Just need to adjust a bit.” You smiled, stroking his cheek.

“For as long you need.”

It struck you then that he hadn’t taken any pleasure at all, too focused on you instead, as he held your hips so that you didn’t completely take him in. It felt impossibly long for you to fully take him in, adjusting to his big size, but it eventually dissipated as pleasure overtook to be the overwhelming feeling.

“Kook,” you cried as your breath hitched. “Move.”

It was a tentative, small movement at first as you cried his name again and dug your nails into his shoulders. You could tell that he believed that you weren’t in pain anymore when his own eyes clenched shut as he allowed pleasure to hit as you continued to ride him, enjoying Jungkook turning his attention to your breast as he licked, bit and sucked them, causing you to moan loudly.

“Y/N… I’m going to…”

“Then do Kook.”

“Want to be on top when I do.” It was a grunt and you knew that he was doing everything in his power to not coming. He moved so that now he was on top, thrusting in and out of you, revelling the feeling of how you felt. You were everything that he had dreamed about and more, with your hair an imperfect mess, stray strands sticking to the sweat on your forehead. Your lips were slightly swollen from kissing him that night and he could honestly spend the rest of his life just kissing you. Your neck were sure to be peppered with hickeys the next day but he couldn’t care less when it looked so inviting. Your breasts were the same as he moved to massage one of them in his hand whilst holding your nipple in between his teeth and lightly pulling upwards. And the best thing of all in his opinion were your eyes. They lit up talking about photography especially with your master’s degree show and submission of your portfolio coming up, cried at the ending scene from Marley and Me and were currently dark with lust yet still radiated the pure love that you had for him.

“Want you to go harder.”

“It’s been too long… I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I promise to tell if you’re hurting me ok?” You urged him down to be able to kiss him again as you started to match his thrusts to let him know that you were ready. Jungkook got the hint as he increased his speed as you urged him on.

“Harder Kook please.” You begged as he pushed stronger and deeper, your moans and begging serving as encouragement. He moved his weight from his forearms to wrapping his hands around your shoulders, holding you and bracing your body as he thrusted harder into you.

You kept begging for more and Jungkook pounded into you with such intensity you hadn’t though possible, you gritting your teeth at the force as his hands were sure to leave imprints on your shoulders as he pulled them as he slammed into you.

“Feels so good Kook. Let go.” He kept thrusting and it eventually became too much for both of you as you came first, walls pulsing around him as you cried his name, panting heavily. It was that image that threw him off the edge as he came impossibly deep inside you, releasing his cum as he slumped on top of you, although being careful that he wouldn’t crush you with his body weight. Heavy panting filled the room as he pressed a small kiss to your shoulder.

“Love you Y/N.”

“I love you too Kook.” You smiled, matching his.

Once you had gained some sense of normality and control, he gently placed you beside him on the bed before coming back shortly after with a glass of water in his hand and a towel from the bathroom.

“Here.” He gave you the water as you gulped down a sip as Jungkook moved to wipe the wetness from your thighs with the towel.

“How did that compare to your imagination?”

“100 times better. Thank you.” He threw the towel to the floor before joining you in the bed, holding you in his arms. He traced lazy circles across your stomach as his built size enveloped you – you loved how little you felt wrapped around him.

“You’re so tiny.” He whispered.

“Can still kick your ass baby boy.” And both you and Jungkook had content smiles painted on your faces as you let sleep take over you. Who knew that stepping outside your comfort zone would let you meet your comfort zone? You guessed that life was weird and funny like that.

[ladywinterwitch]

Dead Girl Walking

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Actress! Reader  (Teather AU)

Summary: The reader is the sobstitute in a off-Broadway production for the Musical Heathers. The female lead can’t do the show, so she gets called in her place where she’ll met the male lead, a charming blue eyed man.

Warnings: musicals, cursing, mentions of smut, mentions of drugs, making out, Seb’s a little minx, other people from the Marvel cast are in here.

Word Count: 5007 (long AF)

A/n: Okay so the idea obviously came to me when I was listening to the song Dead girl walking from the off-bway musical Heathers. It’s my favorite song from the musical and where I find it really enjoyable and funny to listen to, it made me wonder how two actors would be dealing with the performace which is A LOT. I recommend you to see this video if you want to understand better how the dynamic works and to listen to the song.

The songs mentioned in order are Beautiful, Candy Store, Freeze Your Brain, Big Fun, Dead Girl Walking and Seventeen (reprise) 

ps: Yes, that’s an actual gif from the show

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It was a normal day, calm, average. You woke up, read a few times a script for a new audition, went out for lunch with your best friend, came home and started to read some pages of your last purchase, Stephen King’s Gerald’s game.

Now you were chilling on your sofa, with your cat sleeping near your feet, when suddenly the cellphone rang, scaring the shit out of you.

You jumped a little scaring off your pet which ran away. You sighed and streched to reach your phone on glass coffe table in front of you. The number was unknown, but you answer anyway.

-Hello?- 

-Y/n? Thank God, that’s the right number.- You recognized the voice of the director of the theatrical show you auditioned for, Heathers. Unfortunately you didn’t get the part, but you were called back to be a reserve for the main role.

-Theresa? Is everything all right?- you asked, sitting straight and putting your legs down the sofa, two of your fingers used as bookmark.

-Yeah it’s just, you got anything planned tonight? Or, well, right now?- the woman asked a little nervous. You could hear noise in the background.

-No, no. Absolutley nothing, uhm, why?- you basically jumped up.

-Perfect. Then we’ll wait for you at the theatre in like, ten minutes, yeah? See you.- Before you could ask anything else, she hang up. 

-Fuck.- you cursed loudly, literally throwing the book on the table and running to your bedroom. How the hell were you supposed to be ready and get there in ten minutes, when you were in your pajamas, had messy hair and didn’t have a bit of make up on? 

You think quickly and take from the wardrobe a military green dress and a pair of heel boots. Comfortable and quick, but still presentable. Then you rushed to the bathroom, brushed your theeth and your hair to make them look at least deacent. You decided to stuff into your bag you mascara and a dusty pink nude lipstick and you went to your car. You had already put on the musical’s playlist, listening to it while you drove there, just in case.

-

You arrived some minutes later, parked the car in a miracolously free spot and went inside. You entered the stage room and saw that the cast was rehearsing the song “big fun”. Theresa, which was at her director spot under the stage, turned around and when she saw you she motioned for you to come closer. You did, while the others continued to perform.

-I’m sorry, I’m a little late.- you apologized keeping your voice low. She shook her head.

-Don’t worry, our JD hasn’t arrived either.- she said with an hint of irritation, referring to the leading male part. She sighed recomposing herself.

-You can already imagine why I’ve called you, but still. Our actress for Veronica just broke her ankle, so she won’t be able to perform for a while. Are you still available? Tell me right away because you either would have to jump right on the stage and reharse all day until tonight or I’ll have to call reserve number three, which to be honest I wouldn’t be really thrilled to do.- she askedlike someone who definetly didn’t have time to lose.

You were in seventh heaven. You wanted that part so bad. You didn’t have a long resumee yet, and a show so popular like Heathers would’ve opened many doors to you as well as helping to make yourself know to the public. For a moment you didn’t even realized what she had just said. She gave you a side eye and you suddenly came back to your senses.

-Yes!- you said a little too loud, gaining a few eyes from the crew in the pit, but not from the cast on stage who were still singing. You calmed down a bit, before widening your eyes.

-Wait, you said tonight?- Theresa checked her phone while answering with a ‘yes’. You felt stupid for forgetting that.

-Tonight’s the premiere, honey. C'mon now, get on the stage, you have to rehearse and meet the cast.- you did as you were told, going up the stage. The guys were dressed with their own clothes and a man was on the piano. They were just singing and not doing the whole thing, which worried you a little, despite the fact that you knew all the choreographies and lyrics thanks to the rehearsals you did with the ‘backup’ cast. So you didn’t knew anyone from the actual one.

-Guys, we have our Veronica.- you head a few ‘thanks God’ and sighs of relief. 

-Five minutes break then we resume.- she clasped her hands going off the stage to make a call. A little group of people came to you. There were two blonde, fair skinned girls and one with dark curly hair and dark skin.

-Hey, I’m Scarlett, I play Heather Chandler. Those are Elizabeth and Tessa, and they play Heather McNamara and Heather Duke. Nice to meet you..?- she efficiently introduced herself and the other two girls with enthusiasm. You smiled at them, waving slightly.

-Y/n. And well, you already know I’ll be Veronica Sawyer.- you chuckle a little and they smiled. Then two guys joined you introducing themselves as Chris and Anthony, which respectively play Kurt and Ram, the two stereotypical frat boy douchebags. But they were all but that, instead they were both quite attractive and funny, and nice above all.

Then Hayley, a nice british girl, introduced herself too and said she was going to play Martha. You honestly could’ve never pictured her as a stereotyped loser with a few extra punds like the character. She was too pretty and definetly not fat. She had curves and she was stunning. But you knew that the voice was the main requirement to be choosed in this type of castings so you imagined that that was the reason they choosed her. Also, the make up would’ve done the rest.

The director interrupeted your conversation saying that it was time to resume the reharsals, so you all got in position, this time adding the dancing to the singing.

-

You started with the song “beautiful”, then the Heathers trio sang “candy store” and so on, until you got to your personal favorite, “Dead girl walking”. It had gone all pretty smoothly, the director intervening a few times to give advices and correct something.

-Okay y/n, you’re on your own now, I’ll sing for JD. Start at the note.- the piano man said and you nodded, clearing your throat slightly to prepare yourself. He started to play and on the right timing you began to sing, standing next to him since your partner wasn’t there to perform and doing it on your own would’ve been kinda awkward.

You performed beautifully and at the end the crew even clapped. You knew that was one of the hardest songs, so you felt a pinch of pride at their reaction.You blushed a smiled grateful.

-I see you found my new partner in crime.- you heard a deep, amused, voice coming from behind you. You and the rest of the cast turned around. A guy was standing on the door jamb with a smirk. He was tall, had brown hair, a little long just under his ears, and they were pulled back. He was probably the most attractive guy you’ve ever seen.

-What an honor for you to join us mortals. And you guessed right, Sebastian. Y/n will be your Veronica. Probably for the rest of the plays.- Theresa said shocking you. Your head snapped towards her which was looking at you with a grin. You smiled widely, a hand covering your mouth from the surprise.

-What about the other girl?- you asked walking to her. She shrugged.

-We don’t know when she will be able to walk and dance again, plus, your talent is pretty much the same. Only you’re nicer.- she confessed, you shook your head a bit in disbelief and gave her a hug.

-Thankyou, that’s an honor.- you thanked her sincerely. She nodded and tilted her head to the side.

-Don’t thank me, thank your preparation. Now go meet your partner. He’s a bit presumptuos, but he’s good deep inside.- 

You left her with the some other cast member and got closer to the group that surrounded Sebastian. Chris saw you coming and smiled.

-Hey y/n, congrats. We’re happy you’re going to stay with us.- you laugh a bit.

-Thankyou Chris, I still don’t realize it.- 

-Aw c’mon, you deserve it. In any case, we’ll leave you talk, from Veronica to JD.- Tessa held your arm for a second before going away with the rest of the people.

At that point you were left alone with Sebastian. You felt a bit intimidated for some reason. You didn’t know if was for his confident behaviour or the amused look that he was giving you.

-Well, hello there.- he clearly checked you out, keeping his smirk. You understood that he didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, it was just his way to be friendly.

-Hi.- you said a bit embarassed. 

-I would say congratulations, but it would be probably the tenth time, so I’ll just settle with nice to meet you.- he offered his hand and you shook it a few times, a lopsided smile on your lips.

-Likewise.- he didn’t take his eyes off of you. Before you could talk again, one of the producers spoke to everyone.

-All right folks, it’s time to get ready. The people will arrive in two hours and the stage must be prepared. To the changing rooms.- Your eyes widened and your heart started to race.

-Hey now, don’t panic. You were amazing earlier. Just take a deep breath. It’s time to get ready. It’s going to be alright.- he spoke in a reassuring tone that made you automathically smile a little. He started to walk away, then turned back for a split second.

-Well, actually maybe a few drops of alchol would help, just in case.- you laughed and he winked at you.

-

You shared the room with the four girls. It was a bit chaotic, but everyone did their thing professionally and without losing time. After a good forty-five minutes of make up, which was included: foundation, mascara, eyeliner, blush, and a pale cherry lipstick. The red lipstick was actually a tint, because you would have to kiss a lot and certainly there wouldn’t have been time to clean the mess and re-apply it over and over.

 The rest of the time was left for the hair to get done. First they tied up your hair with a few bobby pins, then applied a bald cap fixing it, and last but not least, they slipped on a raven black, shoulder lenght wig on your head. The hairstylist started to curl the black locks in loose curls at the tips. In the mean time the make up artist gave the last touches to the make up and then applied the tiny mic at the top of your forehead. applying some foundation to try to blend it better with your skin tone. 

During all the process you talked and had fun with the girls. You found out that Scarlett was dating Chris, that Tessa was excited because her new girlfriend would’ve been here to see her perform, that Hayley was originally from London but came to New York because her dream was to be on Broadway and that Lizzie was from a family of actors but that she was the only one who sang.

When the hairstylist had finished curling and styling the wig, she applied a blue hairband with a very simple knot on the right side.

Lastly, it was time to get dressed. You thanked God when you finally stood up from the make up chair, you couldn’t take to be seated anymore. The costume designer took yout plastic covered costume from the trolley hanger and uncovered it. 

-Tak off the robe, please.- the lady asked you nicely.

-Sure.- you responded right away taking it off. She passed to you a blue lacy bra and you rose an eyebrow. She shrugged.

-You know, that scene.- she responded, and you understood right away. She covered you with a jacket and you took off your current bra putting on the blue one. It was a bit tight, but it wasn’t uncomfortable thankfully. Then she helped you put on the rest of the costume which consisted in a plain white shirt, an electric blue elegant jacket, a light grey pleated mini skirt which barely arrived at your mid-thigh, a pair of white parisian stockings that reached just above your knees, and last but not least a pair of black heels. Not too high, thankfully.

You heard a whistle and turned your head. The girls were all ready except for Hayley which was still getting her, probably fifth, layer of clothes fixed. Scarlett wore red, Tessa green and Lizzie yellow, as their characters. They looked stunning.

-Look who’s gonna kick all asses tonight.- Tessa said. You all laughed. The costume designer helped you fit into a loose wool pullover with some ygly designs on it, then a scarf and an equally loose pair of brown sweatpants above your current costume. You started to feel a bit hot, but your told yourself that it was just for a few minutes of the first song.

-You don’t look bad yourself.- you talked back. Then there was a knock on the door.

-Girls, it’s time. Y/n on stage in ten.- a member of the crew opened the door and then quickly went away.

You breathed in and out to calm yourself down while you and the girls went to the backstage.

-So, all here? Good, good. So, just a few words.- Theresa spoke and you felt a hand on the small of your back. You tought that it was one of the girls, but you couldn’t be more wrong. You looked at your side, and got face to face with an incredibly sharp jawline. You turned back to look at Theresa, not wanting to embarass yourself, even if Sebastian’s touch was making you freak out a little.

-We worked very hard to get at this point. So behave and don’t screw up, kids. Love you all! And break a leg!-

A few seconds later you and the cast got called for the first song, 'beautiful’.

-See you later.- a shiver ran down your spine when he whispered in your ear. You looked at him. He had his hair back, just like before. He was now wearing combat boots, black jeans, a black t-shirt and a black long coat. And a smirk was painted on his face. The perfect Jason Dean.

You hated yourself for letting him have this effect on you, so you got your shit together and smiled seductively, gazing him straight in the eyes.

-Later, bad boy.- you teased referring to his role. had just a flash of his amused expression before walking away. You got on stage and began to sing.

- September 1st 1989. Dear diary…-  at first you were alone on stage, then some extras joined you, then Ram got introduced.

Anthony wore a pair of blue jeans, a white t-shirt, nikies and a red and white bomber jacket with a big W on the left side. He hit the prop lunch tray you were holding with a fakely innocent ‘oops’.

-Ram Sweeney, third year as linebacker. And 8th year of smacking lunch trays and being a huge dick.- you talked to the audience as planned with an annoyed tone.

-What did you say to me, skank?- he got closer, menacing. You jumped a bit and put on a scared face.

-Aagh! Nothing.- you responded quickly. You sang a few words of the chorus and then Hayley got on stage. She was almost make up-less and with some baggy and pastel colour clothes, glasses and and ugly liliac t-shirt with an unicorn at the front which could’ve easily made anyone at least two sizes bigger. She was almost unrecognizable.

-Martha Dunstock. My best friend since diapers.- you talked again to the audience, then to Hayley. 

-We on for movie night?- she replaced her british accent with the american one and pitched her voice a bit.

-Yeah! You’re on Jiffy Pop detail.- 

-I rented the princess bride.- she responded timidly. You laughed slightly raising your eyebrows.

-Ooh! Again? Wait, don’t you have it memorized by now?- you cross your arms against your chest, listening.

-What can I say, I’m a sucker for a happy ending.- she answered sadly. Then Chris came running from the right part of the backstage, and smacked Hayley’s prop lunch tray just like Anthony, and like him he was dressed with the same pants, shoes and bomber jacket except for his shirt that was grey. 

-Martha Dumptruck! Wide load, aah!- he screamed mockingly.

- Kurt Kelly, quarterback. He is the smartest guy on the football team, which is kind of like being the tallest dwarf.- you addressed the audience again, gaining a chuckle. Then you returned to spoke to Chris.

-Hey! Pick that up! Right now.- you ordered loudly. 

-I’m sorry, are you actually talking to me?- lucky enough that you knew that he wasn’t a real douche, because at this point you would’ve already slapped him. You noted to make Chris compliments later.

-Yes, I am. I want to know what gives you the right to pick on my friend. You’re a high school has-been waiting to happen, a future gas station attendant.- you said with the most insulting tone you could master. He furruwed his brows and narrowed his eyes a bit, looking down at you. 

-You have a zit right there.- he states. All the extras laugh out loud and you all resume to sing. 

Then after a brief instrumental pause everyone but you start to chant softly the name ‘Heather’. Scarlett, Tessa and Lizzie walk slowly on stage, almost in slow motion.

-And then there’s the Heathers. They float above it all.- you start to talk to the public as a narrator while you introduce them one by one. 

-Heather McNamara, head cheerleader. Her dad is loaded, he sells engagement rings.- the spotlight is on Lizzie, then it shifts to Tessa. 

-Heather Duke, runs the yearbook. No discernable personality, but her mom did pay for implants.- you continue, then do a shot pause and the light shifts on Scarlett, which was in the middle. Their costumes were basically the same: very short mini skirt, a white shirt underneath an elegant short jacket, parisian white stockings that reached above the knee and black high heels. The only differecies were the colours, yellow, green and lastly red. 

-And Heather Chandler, the almighty. She is a mythic bitch.- the music gets a bit faster while you keep going. Another piece of song goes on and you get introduced to the Heathers, you ask them to sit at their table so that no one could pick on you and in the end they accept and decide to transform you. So while another chourus goes on, you four get behind the scenes and the costume designer is quickly at your side, helping you to take off the scar, pants, pullover and to put on the heels, fix any eventual crease and in the end she brushed a bit the wig while you put on a rosy lipstick. Just in time, you go back on stage after Scarlett, Tessa and Lizzie.

The song ends and there’s a little banter between you and them which want Veronica to give Martha a fake love letter form Ram to bully her. You refuse and they get angry, which leads to their song.

After another song, finally is JD’s turn to be introduced. He and Veronica meet in a gorcery shop and you start to eat some red licorice while he was drinking a frozen slushie. He looked charming. You were also having a lot of fun, which was ideal for your chemistry. A few lines later he began to sing.

-I’ve been through ten high schools, they start to get blurry. No point in planting roots ‘cause you’re gone in a hurry. My dad keeps two suitcases packed in the den, so it’s only a matter of when.- he begins, and boy, was he talented. You smiled at him, not only because you felt like it, but also because it was in the script. 

-Freeze your brain, suck on that straw get lost in the pain. Happiness comes when everything numbs, who needs cocaine?- he sang a few words, then came back to talking. 

-Care for a hit?- he raised the plastic glass, pointing the straw towards you.

-Does your mommy know you eat all that crap?- you smirked teasingly. He tilted his head to the side, raising his eyebrows.

-Not anymore.- he resumed singing along with the music. -When mom was alive, we lived half way normal, now it’s just me and my dad, we’re less formal. I’ve learned to cook pasta, learned to pay rent, learned the world doesn’t owe you a cent.- the note got a bit high and his voice changed in a more teasing tone. 

-You’re planning your future, Veronica Sawyer. You’ll go to some college and marry a lawyer. But the sky’s gonna hurt when it falls, so you better start building some walls.- he sings the chorus towards the audience, then the song ends, and on the last note he snaps his head towards you, his arm stretched offering you the slushie.

-Try it.- the public applaudes and the lights go off, giving you the time to prepare for the next song. It’s a very crowded and messy song, set in a house party. At some point you refuse to obey Scarlett’s Heather Chandler and she says that you’re over. You go away from the party feeling lost. The song ends and the lights go off to give the time to the everyone in the cast to get away.

You were slightly getting more and more nervous for the next song, which woul’ve been a lot more challenging, both to sing and perform, considering that you had to basically ride Sebastian in front of the audience.

You were left alone on stage, if you didn’t consider Sebastian pretending to sleep on the higher stage behind you on a mattress.

-The demon queen of high school has decreed it. She says Monday, 8 am I will be deleted.- you start, the music fastening a little. -They’ll hunt me down in study hall Stuff and mount me on the wall. Thirty hours to live, how shall I spend them?- You walked near the lockers, your voice dripping worry.

-I don’t have to stay and die like cattle,I could change my name and ride up to Seattle. But I don’t own a motorbike.- you stopped suddenly, a lopsided smile sppearing on your face -Wait.- you looked at the audience.

-Here’s an option that I like. Spend these thirty hours getting freaky!- you hit the fist high note, pointing at Sebastian’s, fake, sleeping figure.

-Yeah! I need it hard, I’m a dead girl walking! I’m in your yard, I’m a dead girl walking! Before they punch my clock, I’m snapping off your window lock. Got no time to knock! I’m a dead girl walking..- the line getting softer.

You went up the stairs to the upper stage and walked towards him. He opened his eyes and sit up, straddled.

-Veronica! What’re you doing in my room?- he exclaims confused. You went closer and he got on his feet. Now he didn’t have shoes, had a pair of white boxers and a white tank top.

-Shh...- you put a finger in front of your mouth, shushing him seductively. -Sorry but I really had to wake you. See, I decided I must ride you 'til I break you ,'cause Heather says I got to go. You’re my last meal on death row, so shut your mouth and lose them tighty whiteys!- you start with a sweet tone that goes higher and stronger ‘til you hit the last note. You pointed at his boxers.

-Come on! Tonight I’m yours, I’m your dead girl walking! Get on all fours! Kiss this dead girl walking!- You pushed his shoulders with your hands until he got on his knees in front of you. The public laughed slightly.

He looked up at you, starting to caress your tighs with his surprisingly soft hands. They were going up and up, until he reached your ass cheeks. He wasn’t taking his gaze away from yours.

-Let’s go, you know the drillI. I’m hot, and pissed, and on the pill.- you snapped your head towards the audience, raising an eyebrow, gaining a chuckle. Then you returned your attention to Sebastian. -Bow down to the will-Of a dead girl walking!-

You both got on all fours and you gave him a little push to make him sit back, and crawled between his legs. 

-And you know, you know, you know. It’s 'cause you’re beautiful, you say you’re numb inside, but I can’t agree.-  You changed tone and got sweet, placing a hand on his heart. -So the world’s unfair? Keep it locked out there! In here it’s beautiful, let’s make this beautiful!-  

He looked at you and smiled, then exclaimed  -That works for me!- 

An instrumental moment began, and you both knew what would’ve come next. So you just did it, without thinking too much. He cupped your cheeks and forcefully pulled you to him, kissing you. You responded right away, trying to think straight and follow the script you started to take off your jacket and then his t-shirt, leaving him in his underwear. If your faces weren’t stuck together you woul’ve probably been jaw dropping at his tanned and muscular figure, but there wasn’t time for that. You pulled away and started to sing again.

-Yeah! Full steam ahead,take this dead girl walking!-

-How’d you find my address?- he asked scared. The public laughed.

-Let’s break the bed! Rock this dead girl walking!- you ignored him.

-I think you tore my mattress!- again, the crowd laughed.

-No sleep tonight for you, Better chug that Mountain Dew! Get your ass in gear, make this whole town disappear!- you motioned a ripping movement with your arms and hands. 

-Okay, okay!- he gave up, still scared.

You got on his lap, your legs on each side of his hips. The only thing that separated your intimate parts were your panties and his boxers, but it wansn’t actually enough.

-Slap me, pull my hair, touch me there, and there , and there and no more talking! Love this dead girl walking!- you hit another high note. This moment should’ve been arranged between you two before, like every performer ever does when he had to play scenes like that, but you had to improvise now.

It all happened rather quickly: He gave you a not-so-light spank on the butt, then put his hand in your hair and gently pulled to expose your neck, to the first 'there’ he cupped your breasts, then your ass and at the last one he tore open your shirt, that thankfully had clasp buttons and not normal ones.

In the end your lace covered breasts were exposed to him. You didn’t even had the time to blush, 'cause you started to ride his lap automatically following the script. He helped your movement with his hands on your hips.

-Love this dead girl walking!- you sang.

-Yeah!- you said together. -Yeah!- thrust -Yeah!- again.

-Ow!- he cried when you grazed on his neck with your teeth as you were planned to do, and then one last harsh thrust.

-Yeah!- you hit the highest note and the song ended. The audience cheered as the lights went down. You and him wnr behind the scenes while the crew collected the clothes and came back to the backstage, you didn’t dare to look at him as you both were getting dressed again with the help of the assistants.

-

The rest of the show went perfectly, even if you had a little bit of trouble looking in Sebastian’s eyes after that song. After the ’Seventeen’ reprise the show ended. You all came back on stage for the salute, and after that you went straight to the dressing room to change.

Scarlett was kind enought to let you borrow one of the two dresses she brought from home for the after party. You choose the first, which was mid-tigh, rose gold and sparkly, and had a collar to which the spaghetti straps were attached, leaving the back bare til the lower part. And abviously high heels. You fixed your make up and put on a quite deep shade of pink on the lips, then you were ready.

The girls continued to tease you about Sebastian. They haven’t seen the performance really well, but they did see the faces of you both when you came back to dress up. And that was enough. You shushed them while finishing to fix your now wig-free hair.

You arrived and many poeple made theri congratulations and compliments on your performance. Then you went outside to take a bit of air, your champagne in your hands.

-Hey. Nice play up there.-  you had learned to recognize that voice by now. You turned around. He was wearing a suit, the first few buttons of his white shirt unbuttoned.

-You weren’t that bad yourself.- you smiled briefly. He inched closer and whispered to your ear.

-Y'know it was a miracle that I didn’t get hard on the last bit. Your pussy grinding against my cock like your life depended on it.- you blushed from head to toe. You felt fire on your cheeks and not only there, if you’d had to be honest.

-And I know you did enjoy that too. The little wet spot on my boxers is proof. Am I wrong, babygirl?- he asked, his voice like velvet. You were a bit taken aback, but finally decided to do something. Fuck it.

-No.- you answered. The courage, didn’t even know where that came from. All that you knew, was that in that exact moment his lips were on yours, his hands on your waist and yours on his chest, leaving the glass to fall to the ground.

Someone must’ve heard that, 'cause Chris went outside to check and found the two of you quite occupied. He smirked and closed the door, going to Anthony to retrieve those twenty dollars they bet on you two.

This was a bit of an experiment. I really like Broadway songs and this looked like fun to write, so I did it. Obviously the musical’s plot, characters and lyrics do NOT belong to me in this case. Hope you liked it ;)