#cam fluff

[kishibeswh0re]

"What's the problem, doll?" He said as he pulled you into a hug from behind. His big framed pressed against yours while his hands settled on your waist. His lips traveling down your neck. Peppering kisses along your skin as his stubble tickled you.

"'s nothing" you mumbled before turning around to wrap your hands around his neck. Pulling him closer than he already was. Holding him tight before pressing your lips to his. One hand traveling to gently cup your cheeks as he eagerly returned the kiss. His lips tasting vaguely of liquor and cigarettes.

You slowly pulled back just to bury your head in his broad chest. Inhaling the scent of the cologne you've gotten him. His body was so warm and big, and comforting. Something you'd never thought you'll find in a partner. Let alone someone like Kishibe.

"I know you're hiding something sweetheart" his hands playing with a Strand of your hair. you shook your head. Knowing full well he was just back from work and didn't have the energy to deal with your problems. "Don't lie to me, you have those eyes again"

"what eyes?" You Tried to hide your face in his chest again. Hands squeezing him tighter, closer. One of his hands lifting your face as his index finger amd thumb held your chin. Making you look at his half-leaded, surprisingly soft eyes.

"The eyes when something is bothering you but you won't tell me" he was right. Something was bothering you. You just couldn't bring yourself to tell him. Too afraid you'll annoy him. "Don't you trust me?" Tears blured your vision. You shook your head. Not trusting your voice. Scared you'll breakdown if you said anything.

He knew that face. He knew it too well, and it was one he couldn't stand.

He sat down at the Couch behind him. Gently pulling you down with him to settle on his lap. His arm wrapped themselves tighly around you as his fingers found their way into your hair

"Tell me everything until you'll smile for me again"

…

Tears rushed down your face. Your breathing just staring to return to normal and your head was slightly pounding. But you felt.. peaceful. Like a heavy burden was lifted from your shoulders. After crying your heart out infront of your lovers you felt as though the ache in your heart has started to fade away.

"Was that all?" His lips turned slightly upward in a gentle smils. You nodded. Looking at him with still glossy eyes. his hands wiping the tears on your face away before giving you a Peck on the lips. You didn't know devil hunter's could be this sweet.

You laid your head on his shoulder. His body was still tense. " Kishibe I'm sorry i know you're-"

"Don't" he tone suddenly shifted. A sharp contrast to the soft tone of voice he was using up until now.

"Don't you ever apologize for something like this; You don't have to apologize for a Damn thing"

[vanteguccir]

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　　　　　　　　　𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒐 x reader

SUMMARY: Where Y/N, the triplets and Justin are present at the Bruins game, and the Kiss Cam chooses Matt and Y/N to share a kiss.

WARNING: None.

REQUESTED?: Yes, by anon and @iammattswife

AUTHOR'S NOTE: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

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"...I know! Did you see Pastrnak's? It was incredible what he did with the puck!" Y/N commented excitedly to Justin while pressing Matt's jacket tighter around her own body, watching the oldest Sturniolo, who nodded while lightly biting the nail on his ring finger.

"Yeah, Marchand was very agile in that-"

"Oh, it's starting!" Nick's excited shout cut through Justin's sentence, smiling as he still chewed on a piece of his own hot dog, momentarily pointing forward.

Y/N raised her eyes to the indicated point, seeing the pink heart taking up the edges of the big screen, along with some smaller hearts and "Kiss Cam" written in the bottom corner.

A look of amusement took over her expression, exchanging glances with Chris - who was sitting next to Nick -, excited to see the funny and romantic - or disastrous - kisses that would occur during the break of the game.

The sound of footsteps in the hallway and people moving their legs to make room caught her attention. The girl looked over Chris's shoulder, smiling when she saw Matt returning with a tray in his hands that looked heavy, full of things.

"Hi baby, I'm back." The boy sighed dramatically, sitting down, leaving her between himself and Justin, who fished his phone out of his hoodie, alternating his eyes between the device and the big screen.

"Babe, I just asked for fries." Y/N's eyes widened, noticing not only a big serving of french fries on the tray but also two cheeseburgers and two drinks, a Diet Coke - her favorite - and a root beer.

"You only had breakfast today. French fries won't take away your hunger." Matt countered, carefully opening the packaging of all the items so that Y/N could eat them without getting her hands or clothes dirty.

The girl rolled her eyes playfully, smiling and bending slightly to his side, softly sealing Matt's right cheek with her lips before picking up some fries, bringing them to her mouth. Her action was quickly interrupted by her boyfriend, who held her wrist gently.

"Wait, I bought you ketchup." He lifted the package of fries, showing the small closed container with the red sauce inside.

"Oh, thank God." The girl sighed in relief, waiting for Matt to open the lid so she could dip her fries before finally eating them, rolling her eyes in exaggerated pleasure.

Matt let out a breathy laugh, shaking his head. His hatred for ketchup was the same size as Y/N's love for it.

Y/N quickly took the package of fries, turning to Justin and offering, smiling as she watched him fish out some, slowly eating them while observing the arena.

Matt's fingers worked on opening the can of Diet Coke, passing the transparent straw through the hole - knowing that his girlfriend didn't drink anything without one - before opening his own.

Chris and Nick's excited screams caught the attention of them, who quickly looked at the two with wide eyes, surprised by their sudden reactions.

"Matt, look!" Chris leaned over Nick, extending his right arm and slapping Matt's knee as he pointed at the screen with his left one.

Y/N followed the indicated place with her eyes, raising her eyebrows when she saw the Kiss Cam screen showing herself and Matt, Chris's arm appearing as well.

Justin let out a loud laugh, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his bent knees, keeping his eyes forward, not wanting to see his brother and sister-in-law making out right by his side.

Matt pressed his lips into a thin line before shrugging, quickly lifting the tray and passing it to Nick - who caught it instantly. The brunette turned to Y/N, seeing her already looking back at him, an awaiting look in her eyes.

His hands snaked up to her jaw, lightly pulling her closer, slamming their lips in an intense kiss, a surprised sound scaping Y/N's throat. She gave in quickly, closing her eyes and feeling like she could hear her heartbeat pounding in her ears as her cheeks burned, definitely taking on a reddish hue.

Y/N's hands flew to his hair, threading her fingers through the soft strands. Matt ran his warm tongue across her bottom lip, requesting entry, which was granted instantly, deepening the gesture. The girl sighed through her nose in pleasure, intertwining their tongues in a dance, feeling goosebumps rise through her skin.

The crowd was going crazy; excited screams were heard from all sides, some people jumping in their seats, others recording or taking pictures of the screen.

Nick and Chris pretended to be disgusted, wrinkling their noses or playfully closing their eyes with their hands, but matching smiles decorated their expressions. Justin smirked, keeping his eyes fixed on the big screen, shaking his head in amusement.

Y/N was sure their kiss was much longer than the time the camera focused on the two of them - probably already having found the next couple to record.

When the air was running out, Matt slowly pulled away, his eyes still closed as he tried to savor the taste of his girl still in his mouth. His lips were swollen and pink - probably just like hers - while his chest rose and fell with excitement and lack of air.

She sighed deeply when she saw him finally open his eyes, his long eyelashes caressing his cheeks and his blue orbs meeting hers. The girl bit her lower lip at the intense look Matt held, his dilated pupils visible.

"You guys are so disgusting." Nick's voice seemed to wake them from their trance.

Matt rolled his eyes, licking his lips quickly, wetting them. He straightened in his seat and raised his hands, silently asking Nick to give him the tray back.

Y/N cleared her throat, tucking the loose strands of hair behind her ear. She adjusted her posture, rolling her eyes when she heard Nick laughing at her shyness - as if she wasn't just kissing his brother like her life depended on it. Justin shook his head, exchanging looks of mock disgust with Chris.

"You're just jealous because if they had focused the camera on you, you would have had to scream that you don't have anyone to kiss." Matt shot back, instantly silencing them.

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[fox-guardian]

I can't get over that last scene from this episode. that long pause where sam was quietly grabbing a drink and you could barely hear celia talking to jack as she put him to bed in the other room. nothing was happening in that moment that needed to be recorded. no terrible events no big revelations. just sam and celia quietly going about their lives, sharing a domestic moment.

as something watched and listened. and we don't know why it's listening.

[twistedteddy]

Cam girl f!reader × Toji

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(As always not proofread)

Warnings: exhibition, cam girl/porn making,dry humping/grinding, stalking, obsession, requests, money accepted for lewd acts, p! 》v!, spanking,rough actions, choking, cream pie, overstimulation, usage kink

Toji had one rule when it came to missions. Between 6 and 9 PM he wouldn't work. No stalking. No creeping, no beating, bludgeoning, or murdering. Why? Because of you. Because those were the times you streamed every day and even if you were just answering questions about future videos you'd be in a pretty skimpy outfit with your body ever so barely covered and man sometimes that's all he needed.

Tonight was no different. You started the stream at 6:30 and said you hellos. Your pretty lips pursing as you looked at the camera. "I've been thinking.. last Q&A I brought up that I might do a collab video with the biggest gifter." Toji froze. Completely stopped unbuttoning his pants and was staring directly in your pretty little doe eyes. "So I'll be doing that this stream!" You cheered and somehow the last decent amount of money he made went to you instead of his debt collectors. It would be fine. Well worth it. Especially after he scoped out your place before he even got the confirmation email. Ignoring his usual work in favor of following you around and going between your work studio and apartment.

Finally meeting with you at the studio for a proper in person introduction off camera within the next week. You were shocked to say the least. Honestly you'd assumed he'd be and old man. Ans you told him that with a few chuckles he agreed why you would say that. I mean with the money he dropped on this even he would've assumed to be old. You made the two of you coffee and he watched form behind you as your hips moved to some song you had playin on your small speaker. You were jabbering on about a form to fill out with all of his preferences and anything that was off limits when he pressed his hands to your hips. You jolted a but and laughed cutest like and he smiled down at you. "Why a form when we can give it a run around now? "

"Mm I don't do anything off camera." You said as you slipped out of his old enough to turn your body around, your chests pressed together. "Then turn it on." He wrapped an arm back around your waist pulling you as close as possible and effectively pressing his hard on into your stomach. Relishing in the breathe you took in at the action. Bringing his face closer to yours a hand reaching up to grab the side od your neck and redirecting to kiss right underneath your ear. "C'mon baby let's make this fun go turn of that camera f'me so I can ravage that pretty pussy of yours."

Pulling away all together ge left you stunned as he went back to his seat on the small couch in the room. Chuckling to himself as you hurriedly made sure the camera set up was good and connection was stable before beginning the stream. About to sit down next to the burley mad when he grabbed your wrist and spun you around. Facing each other before he yanked you onto his lap. Both hands roughly gripping the fat of your ass as he rubbed his boner directly onto your already squeezing pussy through your tight legging like shorts. Groaning into your neck as he felt your desperate cunt clenching against him. Small mewls of "no's" and "gotta introduce" slowly turning into nothing but gasps and whines for more.

Laughing at you he bit into your neck. Licking the tender spot afterward. "C'mon princess thought you wanted to introduce us and what we're gonna do today? Cmon love spit it out. Be a good little whore and look at that cute little camera and open wide." You didn't obey. Not as quickly as when people request you to and that annoyed toji pretty fast. He let one hand off your ass and to your cheek to force your face to the side the camera back in your view. "You listen so well to those greedy old men watching you, yanking their dicks and Cumming wishing ut was inside a girl as pretty as you but you won't listen to me? Tch tch tch..such a naughty little fuckin slut." Prying your mouth open with his two thick long fingers he spit into it and watched gow fast you swallowed it.

Finally letting go of your face and flipping the two of you, pushing you back first into the couch and reaching down to rub rough circles onto your clit through your clothing. You cried as you legs instinctively tried to close but with how wedged between him he was that was never gonna happen. "So sensitive aren't ya pretty girl" He whispered looking down at you through his bangs. "Take your little sports bra off. I wanna see those tits of yours for real this time." You messing complied. Nearly tearing it off yourself while hw continued his rough treatment with your clit. "Good girl now squish em together for me, yeah?"

Again you complied and he finally broke through your waistband. Not bothering to actually remove the clothes but wrapping them starting down the front startling you as the air hit your sopping wet cunt. Toji whistled before laughing "you really are a whore aren't you? Look at this so damn wet from so little? You love it rough. Love being treated like a cock sleeve." He continued as he yanked you up by your hips not bothering to lay down to eat you out. Listening to your little gasp in shock and then squeel as he sucked onto your clit. Licking and sucking at the sensitive little bud before moving down to your clenching hole. Shoving his tongue inside and you wrapped your legs around his head. A hand trailing into his hair and attempting to yank his head further down into you. His other hand was able to leave your hip and start rubbing circles onto that pretty little rose bud again and it didn't take long for you to arch your back and scream into nothing that you were cumming. He wasn't nice about putting you down. Simply dropping you onto the couch and letting your legs twitch for a moment as he enjoyed the look you had on your face. All blissed out. You never looked like this on stream before.

Finally flipping you over and pulling your hips up he unbuttoned his pants as he let his hard cock slap against your wet pussy. You body naturally jerked and you gasped as he made sure to arch your back as much as he could. Legs spread, face shoved into the couch, pretty wet cunt on display to him. So wet even through the camera he could see it dripping down your legs. Your bodies twitching led to you naturally grinding down on him and he groaned out. Hands slapping and gripping your ass to see how long you could keep goin before you begged him for more. He then found that was boring and he'd rather make you beg for mercy. Beg him to give you a break cause he just felt oh so good and that's what led him to grab the vase of hus heavy dripping cock and give himself a few pumps. Already lubed up thank to you then grabbing your hips and shoving himself in. You screamed as he felt it out and "ffuuuccckk God damn baby girl your so right f'me. Either your not as much if a slot as I thought you were or I'm the biggest this filthy cunts ever had." He huffed as he shoved your hips further then back. Giving himself time to get used to your squeezing and creaming on him. The way you won't stop moaning and tears stream down yoir face is so pathetic it's adorable.

And thats when he starts to really fuck you. Throwing all of his weight behind each thrust and reading an arm around to rub heavy circles on your clit. Beautiful whines and groans and cries make this all the more worth it. "P-please toji s'too much toji I can't" you whimerper and he huffed. "Be a good little porn start and take it." He growled leaning forward and biting into the back of your neck. Biting and kissing marks into your pretty skin. Finally feeling his hips stutter he pulled out enough to lay you on uour side. One leg over his shoulder to have a better view of your face. Hard, rough, but slow thrusts were breaking you. The rhythm he had you on made it feel like you were cumming over and over and maybe you were. Things were fuzzy. But you definitely felt the hot thick spirt of cum filling you ad he pressed himself as hard as he could letting his public hair rub on your clit and forcing another agonizing orgasm from your body.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to make him a regular.

[hapinesbuterfiy]

casual - rafe cameron ೨౿

🎧🪩 casual - chappell roan

pairing: rafe cameron x reader

summary: you and rafe have been casually seeing each other for what feels like forever now, but is your relationship really casual?

warnings: angsty, rafe is a dick in some parts, not proofread!!

"baby, no attachment" is a phrase you know all too well, one that rafe cameron whispers to you between passionate kisses, before getting on his knees and devouring your pussy in the passenger seat of his jeep. nothings official between you two. you're relationship is casual, according to rafe. he's confusing, to say the least.

rafe could be all over you, wrapping his arms around your waist in front of the entire club, drunkenly telling you how beautiful you looked. he'd call you in the middle of the night, to say "m' pickin' you up be ready in 5. we'll go to that diner you like, i miss your face." you spent countless nights with each other, sharing your deepest secrets and the most intimate parts of yourselves. your favorite bra is still in his dresser from the first time you hooked up, and he refuses to give it back to you because he likes the "constant reminder of your tits." you even got invited to spend a weekend with him and his family in paradise island.

but you're relationship is casual. right?

you hate yourself for letting it drag out this long. rafe's different around his friends, distant. there are even rumors going around that you're "just a girl he bangs on the couch." you try your best to be nonchalant and give him his space, but deep down you know you're not capable of that.

it's casual but you spend hours on late-night phone calls, having the deepest conversations and confiding in each other with things you have never told anyone else. you're his casual hook-up but picks you up in the middle of the night to take you back to tannyhill because he misses you. so really, is it casual? no.

it's 1:52 am. you find yourself underneath your plush duvet cover, you're small reading light illuminating the space, on facetime with rafe, again. you always carefully listen to everything he has to say, trying your best to console him, especially when it comes to everything going on with his dad. however, this time it's different. you're sick of the constant state of confusion he puts you in, you decide that now is the perfect opportunity for you to confront him about it.

"rafe. can you come pick me up? i wanna talk to you about something." you're soft-spoken but your tone is stern, you're not going to allow yourself to continue to play these games with him, you want answers.

he's unfazed by your request, simply grumbling in response. you can hear his bed squeak as he gets up and grabs his keys off his nightstand. he mumbles "mhm, text when i'm there." before ending the call.

you rush to your dresser, throwing on your favorite brandy melville set and fuzzy slippers, he'll be here soon. rafe's massive headlights could be seen from down the block, you didn't need him to text you to be aware of his arrival.

you step up into the passenger seat, carefully shutting the door behind you as you get into the truck.

"hi. missed you today. what did you wanna talk about?" he motions his hand toward your thigh, gripping the soft flesh under your shorts. the truck was freezing. you could feel the goosebumps appear throughout your limbs as you sat their, you're only relief from the cold being rafe's hands.

"rafe... i know you said no attachment but i can't do this whole casual thing anymore. 'm not that kinda girl." you're eyes dart down to the carpet beneath your seat, trying you're best to avoid contact with him until he responds. .

he lets out a large, exasperated sigh as he removes his hand from your thigh, brushing his fingers through his greasy curtain bangs as he shakes his head.

"listen kid. alright? 'm not in the headspace to be in a relationship right now. i don't wanna get into anythin' serious. i don't wanna hurt you. yea?" he brings his focus back to the road ahead of him, driving around in circles as his firmly grips the wheel.

your face drops. you're in complete disbelief that he had the audacity to say that to you. "you don't wanna hurt me? are you fuckin' kidding me? rafe you're casual bullshit has been hurting me for the past six months." you begin to yell, anger completely taking over you.

he pulls over, not wanting to get distracted while driving, he knows how much you hate it when he doesn't pay attention to the roads. "hurting you huh? so you mean to tell me that i'm hurtin' you by buying you shit, listening to your rants, and givin' you the best sex you ever fuckin' had? really?" he throws his arms up in defense, licking his lips while eyeing you down.

you could feel the tears starting to spill out from your eyes. you manage to let out a "rafe it's not fair, i can't just do casual" between sniffles, you place your head into your hands as you continue to sob into them. oh shit— he knows he fucked up.

he parts his lips, letting out a large exhale as he tries to come up with a quick way to calm you down. he moves his body so his torso is situated above the glove box, making it easier to reach you. he pulls you into his arms, wiping the tears off of your cheeks with the pads of his thumbs, pepping soft kisses to the top of your head.

"sh. i know. i know. 'm big bad rafe cameron yea? 'm sorry i hurt you. i gotta figure my shit out. 'm gonna take you back to my place, we'll talk about it in the mornin' alright?"

you nod in response, embarrassed that you let yourself break down like this in front of him. you know it's wrong, but maybe you weren't delusional after all. maybe when you wake up in the morning you wont be casual anymore.

[mvltisstuff]

meet me at our spot - c.f

summary: after a text from conrad asking y/n to come over, she could never say no.

conrad fisher x reader

a/n: soooo i’m like a year late to the tsitp game… but i just finished it and i cried like a baby omfg and conrad’s #1 protector!!

conrad (10:45 PM)

come over, i’m on the dock

the second the notification popped up on her screen, she was out of bed. she was dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a tank top, laying in bed but not being able to sleep. she’d been the one to paint a smile on conrad’s face this summer, and susannah knew that. she was happy to have y/n over whenever she could, noticing oldest son’s face light up when she walked in.

y/n was conrad’s soldier. she fought battles for him when he felt like he was too weak to do it himself. he cried on her and his best days were spent with her. the second they kissed last summer, he knew they were in it for the long run. no one could point out a cause for conrad’s recent misery. all they wanted to do was find a light for him in this tunnel. y/n was well aware that he had been struggling. he wasn’t opening up, but she knew that just being there next to him in bed was enough for him. no one has ever gone through the trouble of loving him so much, instead of just reaching over for a condom. he felt trapped everywhere he went, and the dock is where he decompressed. y/n always found him there, the only person he really wanted there. belly and jeremiah had come out there, but something about y/n’s hand in his made his heart balance.

as much as he wishes to forget all his thoughts, he was so happy with her all the time. she was like an eraser to the spelling mistakes and a bandaid on the cuts. she was more than just a girlfriend to him, she was a lifesaver.

y/n decided to just walk over to the fisher’s beach house. she hadn’t driven, knowing he’d probably want her to stay the night as well. despite the sun being out of the sky, the air was still warm and wrapped you in like a hug. you could smell the salt of the ocean and the damp grass in their yard. the sky was clear, just the high crescent of the moon reflecting on the water. something about it was therapeutic, reminder her of the boy waiting for her in the backyard.

she shuffled through a few patches a grass before carefully making her way down the dock to meet conrad. she greeted him as he had a joint in between his lips, lighting it up before releasing the smoke. “hey,” y/n says, sitting down next to him.

“you came,” he replies, almost sounding surprised.

“of course i did,” she grins. she takes the joint and places it between her own lips, inhaling and then blowing out a puff. the dock smelt like weed, but it was no secret that they’d been smoking. besides, susannah did it with laurel all the time. “you ok?”

“yeah, just wanted to see you,” he looks into her eyes and smiles. “i couldn’t sleep.”

“explains the pot we’re smoking. i couldn’t sleep either.” she hands it back to conrad. “even if i was sleeping, you know i’d come to you whenever.”

“i know. i’m always just eager to see you in person.”

“why?” she questions, teasingly. she knows the answer, but wants him to do it for himself. he leans in, pulling the joint back and landing a passionate kiss on her lips.

“because i can’t kiss you like that over the phone.”

she blushes like a middle schooler when her crush just looks at her once. like they haven’t been seeing each other since last summer and like she isn’t the only thing getting him out of bed in the morning. she looks deep into his red eyes, admiring every thought and feeling inside his beautiful head. “i’m always here for you, conrad. winter, spring, summer, and fall, i’ll be there.”

his lips curl into another thrilling smile, wrapping his arm around her as they pass the joint around a few times. they sit there for a while, glaring at the calm ripples in the water. it was just before midnight when they checked his phone again, seeing the bright numbers illuminate their faces. he gives y/n a mischievous look. “are you hungry?”

she directs another look of confusion to him, “what are you saying, fisher?”

the two stumble inside, stoned as they walk into the kitchen to take out a box of mac & cheese from the cabinet. they look over to jeremiah and steven, both slumped on the couch with their controllers on their stomach and the TV on a screensaver. “don’t wake them up, they’re gonna want some!” conrad attempts a whisper, but his small giggles pass through instead.

“shut the fuck up, we’re trying to be quiet,” y/n replies. as soon as she opens the drawer to get out a pot, a few of them clatter around and steven shuffles in his sleep. they both crouch down on the floor in hysterics until they hear the light snores from steven again.

“don’t worry about jeremiah, he’s slept on the bench at six flags once,” conrad says, peeking over to the two sleeping teens on the couch. they slowly fill the pot up with water and wait for it to boil. they don’t turn the timer on, just calculate the times on their phone as the water almost boils over to edge.

“shit, i told you to watch the water,” conrad says, turning the burner down.

“no, we both agreed i was gonna look at the phone.”

“it’s whatever, baby, just pour that cheese in here,” conrad requests after straining the flavorless pasta out of the water. they both pour each others bowls before running upstairs to conrad’s room. “we fucking did it!”

“finally, oh my god,” y/n speaks, sitting down on his bed as she places her bowl on his nightstand. “wanna watch shitty reality tv?”

“what type of question is that? of course, i want to,” he says sarcastically, throwing his hands up in the air before laying down on his bed and pulling y/n into him. her head was on his chest as his arm wrapped around her. they watched some old reruns of the kardashians before they were both eventually knocked out on his bed.

the sun had finally risen, and everyone else was up and ready for the day. they’d been eating their breakfast, and the kids were asking where conrad was.

“i’ll go check on connie, i’ll be right back,” susannah says, sweetly as she walks up the stairs she walks in to conrad and y/n on the bed, their bowls abandoned on the floor as her head is on chest, and his arms were around her. susannah laughs and debates whether or not to shake them awake, but she just nudges conrad a bit as he stretches and opens his eyes. “hey, we’re making breakfast if you want to join us?”

“oh, yeah. i’ll be down in a minute. she was tired, i might let her sleep for a little longer,” he says, looking at y/n.

“of course, she’s always welcome, connie,” susannah leaves the door open a crack and goes back downstairs. if y/n made conrad happy, then y/n made susannah happy.

[rubiehart]

INTRODUCING CAMGIRL!LEOPARD!READER

⭑.ᐟ she started camming for a little extra cash, she’s super shameless about it even though kooks and pogues alike have their opinions on her decision.

⭑.ᐟ she got low-key popular because her trashy and unplanned vibe of her vids reeled in loads of weirdos.

⭑.ᐟ jj accidentally stumbled on her account on one of his late night twitter scrolls and saw one of your leaks. he knew it was you from the leopard tattoo on your hip.

⭑.ᐟ he did feel guilty at first for literally seeing his best friend naked and fucking herself every night for like a month and not telling you. he eventually ended up blurting it out at a sleepover and she really didn’t care.

⭑.ᐟ she really just said some shit like “you like what you saw?” and he’s just bright red and stumbling cuz he’d genuinely so down bad for her it’s insane.

⭑.ᐟ they smoke a joint and she convinces him to film a video, they post it and it gets loads of attraction and they start filming more together.

⭑.ᐟ people seem to like the dynamic of the goofy boy and the bitchy, chill girl who puts him in his place sometimes. so they keep filming videos together and it’s a friends w benefits situation.

⭑.ᐟ the pogues eventually find out and the other boys are jealous as fuck, they don’t show it. john b acts all chill about it but he’s really freaking, and pope’s just not even talking about it cuz he can’t get the image of you fucking yourself with a purple dildo out of his mind from when jj first showed him.

⭑.ᐟ kiara’s a mega dramatic bitch about it just because she wants to be in jj’s place. #lesbiankiaratruther

[theonceandfuturequeenoftarts]

Harry is at a Quidditch game, and he’s having a dreadful time. There should be some universal rule that negates this possibility. It’s Quidditch, he’s Harry – it’s the perfect pairing. He should be watching the Wimbourne Wasps crush the Ballycastle Bats and munching on some delightful treacle Sugar Sweeps while enjoying his first date in months.

Except they only have the licorice-flavoured Sugar Sweeps.

Except his team is losing horrendously.

Except his date – Jeanine, or Jeannie; something with a J – is more interested in flirting with anyone other than him. She’d tried to catch the eye of the unfairly attractive man sitting on Harry’s other side for a good twenty minutes. When she made no progress, her attention shifted to orchestrating a threesome with her friend and Draco. Rude.

(And no matter how far they’ve come from the bitter rivalry of their youth, Harry still hates to lose to Mal– Draco. He’d feel worse about that if the other man didn’t feel the exact same way – and if the prat looked less bloody smug.)

This is the last time he lets the blond convince him to go on a blind double-date. Merlin, what was he thinking when he agreed to this?

The Wasps call a timeout to discuss strategy (not that it’s likely to help at this point) and that’s when the worst of it happens. Some genius decided Quidditch needed a kiss cam for the slower moments of a match. If Harry ever finds out who, he’s going to hex their toes off.

That’s the thought that runs through his mind as he sees himself and Jacqueline on each of the floating screens bobbing around the Quidditch stadium.

His eyes slide helplessly to the side, where Jasmine is already inching away from him. This is so bloody embarrassing. He can feel his cheeks redden in mortification and is sure his deer-in-the-headlights expression will be immortalised in tomorrow’s Daily Prophet.

He sure wishes he had a time turner – he’d go back to this morning and stay in bed the whole day.

He can hear laughter breaking out from the other spectators the longer the camera lingers on him. Why haven’t they moved on to another pair? Or at the very least shifted three feet to the right; Harry’s certain Jolene and her friend or Draco (or hell, all three, why not) would be happy to give the viewers a show.

And then he feels a tap on his left shoulder. 

It’s not that he’d forgotten about the extremely hot man sitting to his left. But the reminder of the human perfection to his side while this debacle unfolds kind of makes him want to stand up and leave. Or blow something up.

He turns to Mr. Sex-on-Legs and smiles weakly. The man returns his smile, and while it’s a little sharp, it’s not mocking. Hurray for small mercies.

“May I?” Unreasonably Handsome Stranger asks.

“Uh,” Harry replies eloquently. May he what? Harry swiftly decides he doesn’t need more details. This man could be asking for his kidney and as long as it makes this whole situation less painful, Harry’s on board. “Sure…?”

Unreasonably Handsome Stranger tilts Harry’s face up and swoops in. Harry can’t stop the confused squeak from leaving him – so much for less shameful – and then he’s being kissed within an inch of his life. Holy shite.

This is awesome.

Harry kind of forgets why this man is kissing him and what’s going on around him, because it doesn’t matter. The most gorgeous person he’s ever seen in real life is pressing his lips against Harry’s with intent, with skill – is that his tongue? All higher brain functions have ceased in order to enjoy this moment to the fullest.

When they finally pull back for air, Harry finds his hands are gripping the man’s collar and holding him close. He figures that’s fine, considering the man has one hand wound through Harry’s hair and the other is still cupping his jaw.

“Wow,” Harry breathes, brain still taking a break from thinking. The other man smirks knowingly at him, and Harry would probably take offence to that if the man’s perfectly formed cheekbones weren’t flushed pink, showing he’s not as unaffected as he might pretend to be.

“Er. I’m Harry.”

“Tom.”

“Nice to meet you, Tom.”

This makes Smokin' Hot Tom chuckle, which in turn makes his eyes crinkle up adorably. Oh bother – Harry might be in trouble.

He’s aware, peripherally, that someone behind him is aggressively clearing their throat. He only bothers to care about it when Tom shoots an unimpressed look at the source of the noise.

When Harry turns to follow Tom’s gaze, he comes face to face with an irate Julienne, her glaring friend, and Draco, who can’t seem to decide whether he’s impressed or pissed off.

He shrugs, grinning dopily. “It just isn’t going to work out, Josephine.”

She gives him a baleful look. “My name is Petra.”

Whoops. Not even close. “Sorry – Petra. Have fun with Draco and …your friend.”

He sends a teasing salute to Draco and starts dragging Tom towards the exit. Speaking of having fun – he’s sure they can find an alcove somewhere around here to continue what Tom started.

—

Harry’s picture is indeed in the Prophet the next day. But he supposes that’s only to be expected when he’s caught publicly snogging the visiting ambassador from the French Ministry of Magic.

[purposechef]

laundry day

[l5byrinth]

dress

“even in my worst times, you could see the best of me”

pairing: cam cameron x fem!reader

summary: in which you and cam have hated each other for as long as you can remember. but what if that hatred wasn’t actually what you thought it was.

warnings: fluff, angst (a little idk), enemies to lovers, lmk if i should add more, not edited

a/n: FINALLY i’m back yall!! i’ll probably disappear for like another few months again but i really had to post this one bc there aren’t enough fics for my bae cam 🫶🏼 and my requests are open!! i don’t want my work copied, translated and/or posted on another platform without it being discussed with me.

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Inhale. Exhale.

The nerves were flooding in as you waited for your turn to be ‘presented to society’. Being a debutant and actually participating in the stuff you found nonsense at first was the last thing you expected you’d be doing this summer. What you didn’t expect in a million years either, was falling for the one you sworn you hated with every single part of you.

You couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment it began, but it hit you hard when you heard that Belly broke up with Cam. Thoughts of the two of you being together flooded your mind, and though you tried to push them away, they lingered.

Instead of pursuing these thoughts, you distanced yourself from Cam, which turned out to be more difficult than expected since he seemed to be everywhere you were.

Cam was taken aback by your sudden distance. Although you both disliked each other, you never missed the opportunity to bicker. Now, whenever he tried to engage, you either ignored him or replied formally without any insults.

And if Cam had to be honest, it made him feel this pain in his chest. Especially when you started to hangout him with this guy you had met at the bonfire. The same guy you befriended to try to forget Cam. And also the same guy who was your escort to the debutant ball.

Cam tried to come up with reasons for your distance, and one day, he found himself standing in front of your house. Cam wasn’t sure what he was going to say or do, but he was determined to see you. His heart skipped a beat when he made it to the porch and he halted in front of the door, taking a deep breath in.

He was about to knock, when a thought jumped into his head.

You were scrolling on your phone, trying everything to get Cam out of your head. But everything you saw reminded him of you. You even came past a video of whales and wanted to scream out loud. Why was your phone working against you?

A knock on your window interrupted your furious thoughts and confusion washed over you. You don’t remember meeting up with anyone, or telling someone to come by your window. Scared that it might be a burglar, you grabbed the first object you saw to use as a weapon. However, when you opened your window, the last person you expected was in front of you, heavily panting. “Cameron?” You questioned, lowering your weapon since there wasn’t an actual real threat.

“Hi.” He simply greeted with a grin, before climbing into your room. He stood way too close to you, making your breath hitch as he dusted himself off. But you weren’t going to let him notice what kind of effect he had on you, so the best you could do is just bicker like you used to to mask it.

“What are you doing here? Trying to rob me or something?” You asked as you took a few steps back, “‘Cause I’m not afraid to use this!” You showed the bedside table lamp in your hands.

“Calm down, Y/l/n,” He chuckled as he put his hand on your arm to lower it, and you just allowed him to do so. You felt yourself relax at the warmth and touch of his hand and mentally cursed yourself for this. He liked at you with a small smile, a smile that made your heart flutter in your chest.

Cam’s hand lingered on your arm, before he cleared his throat and quickly removed it. Around everyone, he was always shy and reserved, but with you it was different. You brought out some confidence in him he never knew he had. And Cam never understood why, but with you, he felt at ease and weirdly enough, safe. Whenever he even looked in your direction, his worries would vanish as if they never existed.

Cam walked past you slowly and looked around your room. He tried to memorise every object on your desk, every little detail in your room. “Why are you ignoring me?” He asked, throwing his head over his shoulder to look at you. You were standing there at loss for words, trying to come up with a good excuse. He nodded to himself when you didn’t answer before continuing his walk around your room.

“I should be asking you the questions! Why are you in my room, Sextus?” You crossed your arms over chest and watched him let out a laugh at the name you called him. The sound made you burst of out happiness, but you weren’t planning on showing.

“Please, Ceres, be honest with me…” He started walking back towards you slowly, his eyes never leaving yours. The way he remembered the name you used at the latin convention made your heart skip a beat. “Why would I?” You said with a loud huff and you turned your head to the side with your eyes closed.

When you opened your eyes, Cam’s face was only an inch from yours, and you felt your guard fall down. It would’ve been so much easier if Cam didn’t have this effect on you. Your face fell. “Stop.” You mumbled, inaudible for him to hear.

“What was that?” He inquired genuinely, getting even closer if that was even possible. “Stop!” You spoke out louder, making him jump out of his skin, but soft enough for it to be a whisper. “Stop what?” Cam asked curiously. You stared into his eyes, trying to find something, think of something to make you hate him again. But as you looked into his deep eyes, all you could think about what you could be, as something else than enemies.

You looked at the ground in defeat, before continuing, “I’m trying so hard, Cameron, so hard.”

Cam was quiet as he looked at you with a confused look on his face, and he wanted you to tell him everything that was on your mind. When you looked up at him, Cam noticed that there was something else in your eyes. Something else than what he usually saw, and he couldn’t quite place what it was. “Cameron, I’m trying so hard not to hate you.” You whispered.

Cam’s heart was pounding out of his chest, while he was looking at you with his mouth agape ever so slightly. He hoped your words meant what he thought they meant, and his hand reached for yours.

A yell of your name woke both you and Cam out of your trance, eyes widening in panic. “Is everything okay up there?” Your mom yelled from downstairs, and you heard her footsteps coming up the stairs. Cam rushed towards your window, and you helped him get out quickly. Before he got down, he said something that you spent thinking about the weeks that followed, “I’m really trying hard to hate you too, but I can’t. No matter how hard I try.”

Ever since he dropped by, you had avoided him more than you initially did. And that made Cam wonder what he did or said wrong that day. You were all what he could think about, and if he wasn’t thinking about you, he was dreaming about you or speaking about you.

Whenever you saw him, you would walk the other way, you would pretend you didn’t see him standing. You basically ignored his existence. And for Cam it felt like a stab through the heart, a deep and painful one.

This continued until the debutant ball.

Cam was standing on the flight of stairs behind two other escorts and in front of many others, waiting for the girl’s name he was escorting to be announced. He didn’t know how he ended up here, escorting a girl, who he didn’t even really knew that well, to the debutant ball, But he would do anything to keep his mother happy, so here he was.

He was nervously fidgeting with his fingers, his mind on you like it always has been since the first time he saw you. A part of him wished it was you he was escorting. He wished that he was the one who first saw you in your dress before your presentation.

He fantasised how he actually wanted this day to go. You standing there in a beautiful dress, looking drop-dead gorgeous like you always did. Him being the one to look at you with an encouraging smile and mouthing to you how enchanting you looked. It was all you deserved and more. It killed him he wasn’t the one to be doing it.

When it was Cam’s to turn to go up stage and escort the girl, he imagined it was you by his side. He flashed her a polite smile as she did the same and watched as her eyes drifted off to behind him. Cam followed her eyes and saw that she was looking at none other than the guy who was escorting you.

Cam and the girl got off the stage and walked over to the other debutants, waiting for the next debutant to be presented. And when your name was called, Cam felt a heavy flutter in his chest he most certainly couldn’t ignore.

The girl beside him watched his demeanour change at the sound of your name and smiled to herself. She always had the feeling Cam had a thing for you.

When you appeared on stage, Cam’s eyes were drawn to you. The way you looked in your dress was indescribable and the way you glowed made his heart race a million miles per hour. You scanned the crowd, trying to find a familiar face to ease your nerves. And when your eyes locked Cam’s warm ones it felt as if the world stopped turning. Every single person around you disappeared, it was just you and him.

And your nerves disappeared as quickly as they appeared.

You never pulled your eyes away from his gaze as you walked down the stage with your escort. The escort who had picked up on your crush on Cam a long while back.

Cam tried his best to keep his composure, he was refraining himself from running over to you and holding you like there was no tomorrow, he tried his best not to think about all the ways he would compliment you and make you feel good.

You and your escort halted in front of the table your parents were sitting at and you finally broke eye contact with Cam. Your heart was pounding out of your chest and you were thinking about Cam all the damn time as you waited for the presentations to finish.

When they did, every debutant with their escort bowed down to the table with their family. Afterwards, everyone sat down and waited for some surprise performance the escorts were giving. Your escort waited for you to take a seat next to one of your parents, before he parted as well after flashing you a small smile.

“You looked amazing, honey.” Your mom praised, putting a hand on your shoulder. You thanked her and looked around the ball room, trying to find the one person who lived in your mind rent free. Cam was just walking past to get to the other escorts, when his eyes met yours once again. But this time you looked away after a few seconds, trying to nonchalantly brush off the fact you had a major crush on the guy you had thought was your number one enemy.

After the sudden dance performance, your escort had disappeared somewhere, along with the girl Cam was escorting. But neither of you seemed to care, as all you did was gaze at each other longingly, waiting for the people to announce when the first dance was about to take place.

Your parents, who were seated beside you, had noticed your stares and stolen glances towards the boy and smiled at each other knowingly. You tried to hide it, but they knew you. They knew when their daughter was actually in love.

The sound of glass clinking was heard, before a woman announced that it was time. And at that moment you woke up from your trance, realising your escort was still nowhere to be seen. Every debutant, alongside with her escort was gathering on the dance floor, except for you and, well, Cam.

“Mom, where is he?” You questioned worriedly. “It doesn’t matter,” She answered, making your eyebrows furrow in confusion, “I think there’s someone else you’d much rather want to share this dance with.”

She tilted her head towards a certain direction, and you knew immediately who she was referring to. But your eyes followed the direction she meant anyway, with a racing heart.

Cam was standing there, looking at you like a man in love. That’s because he is. He is in love. And before you knew it, your feet made their way towards him. You halted in front of him with a smile. You were panting like you had just run a marathon, but you didn’t care, because you were right in front of who you wanted to be.

“Seems like we both don’t have a dance partner, huh?” Cam chuckled, scratching the back of his neck nervously. All you could do was nod in respond, the words you actually wanted to speak out seeming to be stuck in your throat.

Your hands reached for his and when your fingers intertwined, you could’ve sworn you heard Cam let out a deep breath. The music started playing, and the two of you were drowning in one another’s eyes as you danced to the music just like you had practiced. The tension between the two of you was unbearable throughout the entire dance.

And once the dance ended, when you were in the end position, his face was awfully close to yours and you had to do anything in your power to not plant your lips on his. He pulled you back up, with way more force than he intended, which resulted into you being flush against his chest. Your faces only a few inches away, which made it even harder to refrain yourself.

You pulled away slowly, even when you wish you could stay like that forever. The words you desired to speak were stuck in your throat, and your eyes fell down, feeling flustered by everything that has happened this night. He wanted to say so much as he looked at you with a lovesick smile, but he didn’t know how. His right hand fine yours as he put his left hand under your chin.

He stroked your cheek gently with his thumb, his eyes fixated you and only you. You were the only thing that mattered to him any day, anywhere, anytime.

Every couple around you started to leave the dance floor, but you and Cam stayed there without a care in the world. “Let’s get out of here.” He whispered, in which you grinned to in response.

He gave your hand a gentle squeeze as you walked towards the exit of the ball room, giggles and chuckles leaving your lips. Your parents watched from afar, knowing you were finally with the one you liked all along.

[xxkatxgracexx]

Hiii <3

So I'm going to be releasing a fic soon - here's some ideas which I am working on, so let me know which one(s) you would like out first, so I can focus on them:

- Aj Shabeel > Comfort - Aj finds you on the bathroom floor and helps you to feel okay again (CW - mentis of suicide, mental health issues and indirect mentions of self-harm).

- Josh (Zerkaa) > Shower Sex - Smut without story - Basically just Josh fucking you in the shower.

- Eating out Head Cannons > For Beta Squad, Sidemen, Chaos Crew and YouTubers+ - Just eating out preferences for everybody (will probably be out very soon but posted as separate posts). NSFW. (Finished.)

- Arthur Frederick (ArthurTV) > Birthday Sex - It is your birthday and Arthur has decided to treat you to a lovely day out with him. When you get home, you feel like you want o relax, however, Arthur has different plans. DESCRIPTIVE SMUT.

- Simon Minter (MiniMinter) > Baby Fever - Watching Simon hold your baby for the first time.

- Simon Minter (MiniMinter) > Mine. - Simon loves your child as if it were his own.

- JME > Among us - You are a regular Sidemen Among us player. You live with Jamie and record videos for your channel with him in. People always comment on your tension with eachother, and getting teased by the Sidemen and their comment section isn't fun when he joins you on an Among us recording session.

- Simon Minter (MiniMinter) > KSI + W2S control the Sidemen for a day (Smut) - Simon has just finished recording the KSI + W2S control the Sidemen for a day video for Sidemen Sunday, and him in the butler outfit is making you feel something you didn't know you could. SMUTTTT.

- Niko Omilana > Beta Squad 1 word interview video (MiniMinter channel) - You are the 6th member of the Beta Squad and are on Simon's channel for a 1-word interview video. (Taking me much longer because I'm following the natural script of the video).

- Something AngryGinge13. - PLS requestt.

Thank youuu, Kat <3

[loveandleases]

(For our first Flufftober post, I decided to do a little throwback of when Cam was getting his ear piercings, with none other than MC by his side.)

"Are you sure you want to do this? It was just a dare."

Cam continues to lead you down the street, to the outside of a somewhat run-down building. No longer the pristine white it was when it was originally built. The banner on the window reads, "Barry's Bar, and tattoo shop, and pierce shop, welcome to Barry's."

If there was ever a sign to turn away, it was probably at this very moment. Yet, Cam refused to let go of your hand, his fingers intertwined with your own. You know to many that probably made you two look like a couple, something you had been questioned about plenty of times prior. You chalked it up to others not understanding that Cam and you were close. It was usual for you two to be touching one another, kissing the others cheek, ruffling the others hair.

"I'm sure. We may have been drunk, but I lost that bet. If I don't stand by it how can you ever trust me?" There was a pure look of determination in his eyes. A grin plastered on his pale, slightly freckled face.

He grinned at you, showing off the one-sided simple on his cheek. The grin was quickly gone when a familiar ringtone began to play on your phone. Chris's ringtone. You looked down, pulling your hand from Cam as you pulled the phone from your pocket. Cam not even hiding his dissatisfaction, he blew air through his nose and folded his arms across his chest.

You go to answer but Cam grabs the phone from your grip.

"Cam!"

He holds the phone up high, way out of your reach. "No, you're hear with me. Last thing we need is Chris trying to ruin our fun and tell us what a bad decision this is." He shook his head, not even bothering to give in to your pleading.

"What if it's important?"

Cam scoffed loudly, "With Chris? I doubt it. C'mon, I need my lil cheerleader for this." He opened the door walking in ignoring your protests.

After talking several minutes to the guy behind the bar, you two are escorted to the back, a dingy setup with someone getting a tattoo crying over an ex. Not long till you find the piercer, you could see why she was recommended if not for her own piercings, then for the kind look she gave the two of you.

After Cam runs her through the piercings he wants for his ear, she readies him. Getting the needles ready as well as the jewelry, he chose dark titanium, to fit his somewhat alternative style.

"Alright, you ready?" She looked to Cam, his brow furrowed as he breathed in deeply before nodding.

You watch as she moves closer to his ear. "Ouch!" He shrieked, grabbing your hand his fingers sliding between your own.

"Dude, that was just me marking the piercings with a pen. You sure you can handle this?" She looks doubtedly to Cam then back to you. Glancing at how Cam's hands stroke your fingers.

"Yes I'm ready! That was a sharp pen, you should get a different one."

She chuckled at him, before finally beginning the piercings. It doesn't take long, but you don't miss how queasy Cam looks, his usual pale skin even paler than normal.

"Alright all done, let your date look. See if they like them." She motions to you then to Cam.

Cam's eyes widen ever so slightly, he looks to you then back. You don't have time to correct her before Cam turns around, grabbing your other hand in his own.

"So, what do you think?" His eyes wide, searching for some kind of reassurance. From the one person he can trust.

A smile crosses your lips and you nod at him, touching his ear softly. You don't miss the way he leans his face against your palm, allowing you to cup it. "It suits you." you whisper staring at the fresh piercings.

"I think you both suit each other." The piercer laughs, smacking Cam on the back. He shoots her a glare before standing, pulling you after him. "Hey, I wasn't done!"

Cam leads you out, ignoring the protest from the piercer behind, his hand still gripping yours. Yet this time, it's such a soft grip as if he knows you won't be going anywhere, pulling away from him anytime soon.

[drunkenkissesatdusk]

SUMMER’S OVER

pairings — damian wayne - al ghul x reader x jonathan kent (platonic today guys)

warnings — none except the reminder that you might be going back to school soon so be afraid

summary — the summer hadn’t lasted long enough, and you find you and your best friends cooped up in a room complaining during a heatwave.

notes — hey guys except smth f1 related soon

━━━━━━━ YOU WERE LAID ACROSS THE FOOT end of Damian’s expansive bed, in a tank top and shorts, your body spread as to not let your body heat up anymore than it already was.

Jonathan was on two bean bags right next to the bed, where you could see him - one supporting his feet and the other supporting his upper body. he too was wearing loose fit clothes that covered as little skin as they could.

Damian was spewed across the top end of his bed, his body much like yours. he also happened to be dressed in loose and airy clothing. it was a god send during this heatwave that suddenly flashed onto Gotham.

no matter how much air circulated the manor, nothing would soothe the warmth flowing in through the walls and any possible place. it was hell on earth.

“are we sure this isn’t the work of a villain?” you groaned, slightly turning your face in order for Damian to hear you.

he made his signature ‘tt’ sound, shaking his head with a weak attempt to hide his grin. his hand flipped to the side, hitting against your upper calf. you smirked, looking away.

“god it’s so fucking hot.” Jonathan complained, you groaned in agreement. Damian silently listened - or fell asleep. either way, you couldn’t blame him - it was crazy hot, and it made you tired.

like a god in this melting heat, Alfred walked in with a tray of ice cold water and a bucket with three pops in ice. you cheered without moving your head, letting out a small whoop with Jonathan.

Alfred said his goodbyes, and walked out.

the three of you instantly reached for the water, gulping it down without ever taking a breath. “the brain freeze is worth it.” you mumble, setting the cup down on the tray and extending your limbs again.

“i can’t believe we have school next week.” Jonathan leaned back again, his body going rigid in a moments notice.

the fatigue flooding in through the air pulling on the energy in the atmosphere, gathering a synchronized yawn from all of you.

you huffed, flipping yourself over to lay on your back, letting your arms lay lax at your sides. Damian watched you move from where he lay, smirking at your tired expression.

“have you melted?” he nudged you again mostly like he had previously, flipping his arm to hit against your knee. you looked at him with struggle.

“i think so. would you guys still be my friends if i was a giant puddle of goo?” you sighed, letting the next refreshing rush of air conditioner air float on your body.

the cloudless sky beat down on the dark colored manor that you were taking shelter in - a helpless mistake now.

“yeah; i think so.” Jonathan slurred slightly, yawning.

“probably.” Damian’s voice was the only level one, one that didn’t slur a few vowels or phrases.

“i’d be friends with you guys if you were also puddles of goo.” you mumbled. “are you guys tired?” you didn’t open your eyes this time. it felt like 35 pounds were rested on your eyelids - it was nearly physically impossible to open them.

“yes, exhausted.” Jonathan grumbled, reaching for a pop.

“no.” Damian spoke.

you tiredly rose to rest on your elbows. finding yourself now glaring at Damian, you huffed out an ‘unfair’ with a toss of a nearby throw pillow.

Damian smirked, catching the pillow and throwing it at you. you let it smack against your face, making the three of you laugh together.

“we can go swimming.” Damian muttered, sitting up fully.

“oh yeah, you’ve got a pool.” you hummed, managing to stand up somehow. you had to help a weak Jonathan finally get up.

the three of you trudged your way down to the outdoor pool. the final stretch to the pool was most difficult, and basking in the shade while Damian cooled the pool proved to be useless.

“hurry up, Dames.” Jonathan dragged his voice out dramatically.

Damian rolled his eyes, holding a hand out and helping tug you up from where you sat, you both offered your hands to Jonathan, who made it extra difficult to pull him up.

half way through, you let go to turn around and throw yourself into the cold pool. the immediate relief that flooded through you, you happily laughed.

“holy shit, dude this feels awesome!” you waded around in the cold water.

Jonathan and Damian jumped in with you suddenly, and you spent hours in the water before Alfred came out to scold the three of you to dry land and wrapped in towels.

taking your soaking bodies into living room, Jonathan hijacked the remote and changed it to play Golden Girls, intriguing the three of you.

Alfred came back with changes of clothes, and after changing, you were all soon fast asleep on the couch.

the heatwave passed slightly, but was still evident in the sleep shorts and sleep tops you all wore - thin and breathy. also the fact that none of you had blankets to heat your bodies up.

masterlist — reminder that asks / requests are open!!

[fragileruns]

i honestly want to write for the summer i turned pretty but i don’t know if that’s like a big audience??? especially because i’m dying to hear thoughts about cam cameron because he’s been my no1 guy since the books and i KNOW he has like no screentime but i wanna give him the love he deserves. anyway my question is, would anybody be interested in reading those fics??? pls send in requests if you would me - i’ll write for cam, conrad, jeremiah, steven, taylor or belly <33

[kiri-thighs]

First Date | C.Cameron

FEM! READER

summary: it was your first date with cameron. you two were actually classmates in elementary school. cameron ended up asking you out on a date after finding you on the Cousins beach during a party.

warnings: none, just loads of fluff

You were in Belly's room at Cousins, getting ready for your date that was in like 30 minutes. Cam was actually going to pick you up in a few. You were panicking and asking Belly what you should wear, her helping you with it and giving you a closet full of options you can pick from.

"I don't know what to wear Belly- I'm not even sure what we're doing for the date! What if we're bowling and I wear a dress? What if we're having a dinner and I wear what shorts?!" You asked as you had finished your makeup but not your outfit.

Belly was laughing as Steven walked in while you were thankfully still in your t-shirt and sleep shorts. "Steven get out!" You and Belly said at the same time, Belly covering you with her body as if you were naked but thankfully you weren't.

"Okay okay chill- there's this car outside on our driveway?" Steven asked as you tilted your body so that your face was showing behind Belly.

"Huh?" You said before looking out Belly's window and seeing that Cam was there. You almost did a double take before you closed the curtain when Cameron looked up from his steering wheel as you turned your back against the window.

"Oh my gosh. He's already here. He said he was gonna be here in 30 minutes?!" You yelled as Steven was pushed out of Belly's room.

"Yeah that's Y/n's date okay? So get out Steven we're getting her ready!" Belly said as Steven was trying so hard not to get out, holding on the doorframe of Belly's door before Belly successfully shut her door and locked it.

"Wait what Y/n has a date- wait I can help!" Steven was yelling as he was being escorted out. More like kicked out. Belly sighed as she smiled at your panicking state.

"I know exactly what you can wear." Belly smiled as she grabbed a skirt that Taylor gave her and a cami top. She also gave you a pair of sneakers. It was better to be simple especially since it was hot.

"Do you think he'd like this?" You asked as Belly nodded. "of course he will! Weren't you guys like pretend married in elementary school? He doesn't care what his elementary school wife is wearing." Belly teased as you chuckled.

"You're right..it's Cam after all." You said as you slipped into what Belly gave you. As you looked at yourself in the body mirror, you smiled at yourself. Belly was behind you, holding your shoulders gently as she shook you around gently.

"You look amazing Y/n. Let's go." You nodded as you grabbed your phone and hugged Belly. You were thankful to have a best friend like her. It was like you had a non-blood related sister. Thankfully your mom was close friends with Susannah and Laurel ever since college.

You started walking down the stairs, seeing Cam texted you after checking your phone for quite awhile. He was wondering if you were already ready a few minutes ago. You put on your shoes before nodding at Belly.

"Good luck. Tell us how it goes later." Belly teased as you opened the door and chuckled quietly. "Will do!" You said before closing the door behind you after you said goodbye to Belly, and it seems Steven too since he was sitting on the couch with the Fisher boys.

As you were walking out of the house, you felt your body do a small nervous shiver. You didn't know why you were nervous but it was probably because of the first time you saw Cam again.

You didn't imagine him to grow into such a handsome boy. Who made your heart still skip a beat. Not like it was in elementary school but how it was now. You held your hand to your chest gently before smiling softly as he saw you walking out of the Cousin's house.

You waved at him excitedly before running up to the car. Cam saw that you were running towards the car as he quickly took his seatbelt off and got out of the driver's seat.

"Hey sorry I ended up coming earlier. I saw you pop up on the window." Cam said pointing to the window where Belly was watching from. You looked up and made a silly face at Belly, as if telling her to hide away.

Belly caught on and you could imagine Belly's laugh as she closed the curtains quickly. You looked back at Cam and shook your head.

"Don't apologize Cam, I'm glad you're here early anyway." You reassured as Cameron sighed in relief and nodded.

"Well let's go?" You said as Cam nodded, "Yeah no time to waste." Cam said and before you could open your door for yourself, it was locked. You blinked as Cam put his hand on the door and unlocked it.

"Hey! You locked your doors last second didnt you?" You chuckled as Cam looked around awkwardly before giving a goofy smile. "Maybe?" Cam chuckled as he opened the door for you.

He didn't want you to open your own door. As independent woman as you were, Mr. Cam Cameron over here wanted to treat you like a princess. You thanked him for opening the door for you even if it wasn't necessary. It did make you blush.

You buckled your seatbelt as Cam got into his seat and started the car. You and him started to pull out of the driveway as he looked over at you for a second before looking away and smiling.

You smiled as you kept your hands on your lap. You wanted to hold his hand already but knew you should wait and not do that just yet. Cam started to drive. Honestly you didn't know what your first location would be.

"So, what are we going to do first?" You asked as Cam was focused on the road. He had a bewildered look which made you think that he didn't know what he wanted to do with you today.

You and him had just saw each other yesterday again after all and gotten each other's numbers and you don't know how much one another had changed.

"I'm not sure what should we do?" Cam asked awkwardly as you were also feeling a bit awkward yourself since you didn't want to do anything that he didn't. You played with your hands before something popped up in your mind.

"Well why don't we go to the boardwalk? There's this ice cream cart that I always go to with Jere, Connie, Belly and Steven every summer I've been here in Cousins." I smiled as Cam gasped as if overreacting in a good way.

"Then that's our first stop." Cam said as he started making his way to the boardwalk parking. You smiled as you looked out the window. You had your hands out of your lap now, but most of the car ride was full of silence with the music that Cam was playing on the radio. You could feel the awkwardness but tried not to let it get to you too much.

Before you knew it, that silence was gone in a matter of minutes because you made it to the docs. Everything was so close by after all which was nice. Cam found a parking spot and soon turned off the car. He looked over to you.

"Are you ready?" Cam asked as you quickly looked at him since you were looking away, "Oh! yeah yeah I'm ready!" You smiled as you took your seatbelt off and stepped out of the car. You were lost in your thoughts since you didn't know how to make this the perfect date.

This was kind of your first date after all. You didn't like anyone else really after Cam and you separated in middle school. Cam locked his car and held his hand out to you.

You looked down at his hand before you smiled up at him and took his hand gently. Your fingers intertwined with one another's.

"Well..I grabbed your hand because I was supposed to lead the way but then I realized that I don't really know where to go-" Cam said which made you giggle because of his silliness. You nodded.

"Well then I guess I'm the lead now, Mr. opened my door for me and thank you." You teased as Cam seemed to laugh quietly as you led the way.

You two were basically teasing and flirting with each other at the same time. He was holding your hand just like he did in elementary school and you loved it. It made your heart skip a beat somewhat and it felt so nice.

Though there was still some awkwardness between you two, it was common since it was your first date.

You led Cam to the ice cream cart that was on the boardwalk. It was always sunny on the Cousins beach, and you were glad for that because it was beautiful and felt nice getting all of that vitamin D.

You spotted the ice cream cart and grinned as you pointed it out to Cam, showing it off and giving it all the glory that it needs. Cam nodded in approval before heading over to the ice cream cart with you.

Cam and you ended up getting a banana split together and you showed it off to Cam, but it seemed that he didn't want to share.

"Huh? You sure? It'll be nicer if we shared it," You suggested. Cam seemed to think about it for a bit before shaking his head.

"You should have it for yourself. I can get myself one," Cam said before getting himself one. You blinked and didn't think too much about it for now, thinking that Cam was too shy about sharing a banana split with you.

Thankfully there were some metal chairs on the boardwalk, and you both took the chance to sit with each other. Cam let go of your hand as you two put your banana splits on the little metal table as well.

As you two sat there, you chatted and started to catch up on one another's life.

"It felt nice seeing you on that beach again." You said as you took a bite. Cam agreed as he had a smile on his lips as he stared at you. You smiled back.

"I don't usually like going to those parties if I'm being honest," Cam said in a soft spoken manner. "I don't drink but I know so many people there that I was basically-"

"Peer pressured." You said as you laughed softly at Cam's reaction since you finished his sentence for him. "That's okay, you don't need to drink, same here with me. Who cares if you don't drink? Doesn't make you any less cool." You said.

Cam seemed to take note of that in a good way. He was actually taken aback that you didn't drink since most of the teens in Cousins during late night parties like those on the beach wouldn't hesitate to underage drink.

You laughed softly when Cam just took some more of his banana split, not minding of how shy he was being around you.

"I've only ever talked to my mom's friend's sons and daughter whenever I come down here every summer." You mentioned.

"That's a real tongue twister- mom's friend's sons and daughter." Cam repeated teasingly as you laughed when Cam did. It felt so simple to talk to Cam in the sun.

You missed having other friends outside of the Cousin's house. Though you wouldn't say that you could have it any other way, you were just glad that you encountered someone you hadn't seen in so long.

"There's so much to catch up on definitely," Cam said. "We just need to figure out where to start." Cam said but as soon as we could start on a new topic, You and him finished the banana splits you had.

Cam and you threw away the containers in the trash before you grabbed his hand. He seemed a bit more tense since you were in a public area. Cam still reciprocated your hold and held your hand back.

"I'm actually remembering something right now." Cam said as he swung your arm with his as you two walked. "There was a haiku you did and it was silly," Cam said as your mouth went agape.

"How do you even remember that-" "I'm not sure but I just remember when you cried about it to me. When was it..oh 6th grade." You frowned as Cam shook his head.

"What- what don't look at me like that" Cam said quickly as you grabbed Cam's ear gently, wiggling it around. Cam squirmed a bit as he tried to get you to let go but you were making him laugh.

Cam's laugh always made your heart melt. Even in elementary school but it seemed that he was doing the exact same thing to you right now.

"You remember some of the smallest things about me." You whispered as you let go of his ear after apologizing for pulling and tugging on it for so long. You felt your heart seem to ache at that thought.

You were friends with all of the family friends but still even if you got close to them, you never felt a romantic attachment to any of them. You realized now just how much Cam had impacted your life just as much as they did.

Cam nodded. "Of course I do," Cam said. "i've been working on this new boat..and I remember in elementary school just how much I liked talking about sea animals a lot."

"Especially whales," You laughed as the two of you stopped. You had your elbows propped up as you stared at the beach, kids, family members and friends out there having fun.

"I remember a lot about elementary school," Cam joined you as your shoulders were touching as the two of you talked. Simple days like these were enough for you.

"I think it's mainly because of you. I met you at a really young age and when I couldn't find you again, well that made me sad," Cam said with a hint of a small joking tone.

Your eyes softened as you thought back to elementary. You two were always partners that it was hard to separate the two of you sometimes. The teachers you had together would always find a way to get you partner with someone else.

"Remember when the teachers started getting tired of us always finding a way to always be next to each other?" You said as you pointed up as if more ideas were flooding into your mind.

Cam's mouth opened as he nodded with an obvious smile building up. "Yeah it was hard though to separate us." Cam said as he did the same thing you were doing, looking back and forth before actually pointing his finger up the same way you did.

"Are you copying me right now Cam Cameron?" You teased as you poked the finger that he was pointing up with yours.

"Hey only Jeremiah calls me Cam Cameron- how did you hear about that?" Cam asked as you looked like you were thinking for a short while before coming up with an answer.

"Well I live with them, and you're wrong Jeremiah calls you that but everyone else in the house calls you that too." You stated as Cam seemed to playfully nudge you gently. You leaned in and chuckled.

You two were close enough to one another to see how long his eye lashes were up close. You were laughing and smiling but then that seemed to die down when Cam caught on to how close you two were.

Inches apart it seemed. You looked at Cam as you were leaning on the edge. Now public affection wasn't your thing but of course holding hands was okay.

Cam stared into your eyes as you stared at his. The day was just starting and it seemed that the two of you already wanted to kiss. This wasn't the same as elementary school, no definitely not.

You saw all of the attractive parts of Cam. The handsomeness, the kindness and consideration. The awkwardness and nerdiness he had as a future marine biologist.

You saw how easy it was to talk to him. How easy he caught on to your body language as if none of you never separated for a few years in the first place.

"Is it too fast?" You asked yourself but didn't mean to ask it out loud.

"What is?" Cam asked softly, as if asking you and only you. No one else was meant to hear it. Just you. You blinked when he responded to your question before you covered your mouth immediately.

"Did I say that out loud?" You asked Cam as he nodded. You blushed deeply, wondering what else you said out loud.

"What is?" Cam asked again, persistent and wanting an answer. You could feel your heart and chest seeming to tighten at the same time. Wanting to answer his question like it was easy for you to do but it wasn't.

You looked around before Cam grabbed your cheek gently. You knew that you shouldn't be worried about seeing anyone you knew in public. You wondered why the world seemed to get smaller.

It was just you two. Cam wanted you to look at him. Cam wasn't hesitant of touching you because he knew he could comfortable around you. Knowing that around everyone else he was known as the awkward boy who didn't have a girlfriend. Let alone ever had one.

You slowly looked back at Cam as you stood up straight. He still had his hand on your cheek as he stared down at you. He was somewhat taller than you after all. You were short and easy to miss sometimes.

You gulped gently, as if not ready to say the words that were going to come out of your mouth but you closed your eyes before opening them 5 seconds after.

"Is it too fast? To kiss you right now?" You asked before rambling on about everything in your mind. "I haven't liked anyone else other than you and when I saw you again- gosh your timing is too perfect for some reason." You pulled away from Cam as you started pacing around, explaining everything to him.

"You just appeared out of nowhere and all I remember is you in elementary school but then again remembering how I wanted to talk to you even past elementary but we didn't have any phones because we were what like 10? I'm not sure-" You continued to ramble as you played with your hands.

"But why is it so easy to talk to you-" "Y/N-" "It's just like we never even left each other for a few years and then suddenly appeared in front of each other it's like we've known each other our whole life but I know that isn't true there's so much more,"

"Y/N" Cam called out gently as he held your hand. You looked at him, stopping your pacing as you calmed down from you rambling high.

Cam loosely held your hand as you looked down, feeling a bit ashamed and embarrassed because you had rambled and didn't catch yourself until now.

"We seem to talk about the same thing over and over again." You whispered as you held Cam's hand gently back, intertwining your fingers together.

"The Cam I know from elementary never changed." You said as you looked up at him, his facial expression obviously showing that he felt the same way you did.

"But I want to know the Cam from now too. The guy known as Cam Cameron. The guy who now goes to parties? The guy who makes friends now and is somewhat popular." You said, laughing in between because of how happy you felt saying all of that.

Cam seemed to laugh too shyly as he nodded along with everything that you were saying. He was listening to all of it. Listening to the way you talked about him in front of him.

"I wanna know everything about you that's why I asked if it was too fast." You said as Cam leaned his forehead gently on yours. You continued to talk though as you focused on him.

"I want to," "I get it Y/N" Cam whispered gently as he still stared at you even with your eyes closed, having you so relaxed. He held your waist gently but shyly.

You opened your eyes as his eyes were now the ones that were closed. "You do?" You asked unsurely, because you weren't sure if all you were saying was too much. Especially when you saw each other just yesterday.

"Of course," Cam said before making a 'psssh' noise. "I get you the way you get me. You were my elementary wife. Still could be." Cam said which made you shake your head.

"No no Belly mentioned that to me while I was getting ready this morning- we played pretend too much!" You said, as Cam tried his hardest to hold back his laugh.

"Is it okay?" Cam asked as he cupped your cheeks slowly, moving his hands away from your waist, holding your face gently. You were wondering what he meant as your eyebrows seemed to show that you were confused.

Cam caught on quickly. "I don't want to say it- I think-" Cam said before putting his finger on his lip, as if showing that he wanted to kiss you.

You looked at his lips before your eyes widened in embarrassment. Again, awkwardness but in a cute way. "Yes! Yes of course! Why didn't you just ask!" You said as you held onto his shirt.

"I couldn't just ask- I was waiting for you to ask," Cam said as he felt his body shiver because all of his nerves were hitting him. You giggled gently.

Cam wasted no time though and kissed you. His lips were placed onto yours gently, the same with yours. Cam pulled away gently, his eyes opening as they hit yours as well.

You nudged your nose onto Cam's gently, a soft smile on your lips. Without having to ask, Cam initiated the deeper kiss, cupping your cheeks a bit harder because he wanted to be closer to you.

You were on your tip toes by now as he was kissing you sensationally, seeing the obvious excitement in his kiss with you. Cam's hands gently went down to your waist as he kissed you before he pulled away due to you pulling away first.

You looked around and saw people were staring at you and obviously rooting for you two. You started to freak out as you quickly grabbed Cam's hand.

"Huh? Whoa-!" Cam yelled as you were scurrying away with him, going down to the beach since you were too shy to kiss him in front of people who were obviously watching. You found a log as you sat on it quickly and looked up at Cam.

Cam sat next to you on the log and moved your hair behind your ear. "You could've told me too-" Cam said, talking about them running away since people were watching.

"People were watching- it's like they were telling us to get a room without saying anything obviously." You said, rambling again as Cam chuckled.

"This is more like a beach than it is a room though." Cam said which made you nudge him gently at his comment. As if saying, 'Duh.'

Cam took off his jacket and gently put it on you, not having your arms go through the arm holes. Cam pulled you in gently by his jacket being around you.

He kissed you again gently, as you had your hands on his chest, feeling his heart was beating just as fast as yours. That small jester of him pulling you in by his jacket on you made your heart skip a beat.

Cam was kissing you. Your childhood friend that was reunited with you. Cam pulled away slowly after. You were warm now. You two had just shared a couple of kisses but you wanted to kiss him more.

You leaned against his chest as he let go of the jacket and hugged you tightly, his chin being on your head. He closed his eyes as you closed yours as well.

"Was there anything else you wanted to do today?" Cam said. "We see each other for not even 2 hours today and we kissed." Cam teased with an obvious smile on his face.

You hid your face in his chest as you gently punched him happily. "Well maybe we can go to the arcade?" You asked as you looked up at him, popping out from his chest.

Cam stared down at you and smiled. "Sounds like a plan."

[mvltisstuff]

your cam Cameron head cannons were amazing, would u be able to write something for Cameron comforting fisher!reader. Maybe at susannahs funeral or when they all enter the empty house ready for Julia to sell it. If not it’s ok. Thank you !!!! 🥰

TV - c.c

summary: request

cam cameron x reader

a/n: thank you for the request love :)))

y/n always knew cameron was the one for her. she grew up slightly in the spotlight of her older brothers. girls loved conrad and jeremiah, and they always had their own friends to hang out with. even y/n’s own friends wanted to get closer to her brothers. cam was different, he was one of the first people to understand her and care about her, not because she’s a fisher, but because she’s y/n.

y/n loves everything about the beach house. she loved her family, including the conklins. however, as summer continued, she realized the fascination the boys had with belly was taking over their mind. conrad was continuing to become more distant, and jeremiah had spent the whole summer partying with friends. belly was also obsessed with the boys, now that she felt like she was able to hang out with them.

cam was the one who she spent time with all summer. he was over the beach house all the time, swimming and going places with y/n. they ran around on the boardwalk and y/n felt more than peaceful with him. her brothers teased her for being so enamored with him, but she didn’t care. she never realized that he would be the one holding her hand at her mothers funeral.

cam was fully familiar with the connection with y/n and susannah. her only daughter, and it felt like susannah was the only one who she could connect with. y/n remembers vividly the weight that was lifted off her shoulders the first time that susannah was cleared of her cancer. the whole family was, feeling like they had finally won. they had no idea that they’d won the battle, but not the war.

in her beautiful dress, with cameron by her side, she watched the night of the ball turn to hell. the tears on jeremiah’s cheeks and the sad understanding on conrad’s was what sold it for her. she looked at her mother, who stood between the boys and she knew instantly. she couldn’t handle the eyes on her standing in front of them, so she could only walk out.

the sobs that wrecked her body didn’t come until that night, sitting on the couch surrounded by white lace and her family in black. she’d never seen her brothers look more broken then they had at that moment. jeremiah’s sweet disposition had turned to darkness, and conrad appeared to be lost in his deep thinking once more. they convinced their mother to do the trial to attempt to save her life. a deep, dark part of y/n knew that her mother wasn’t going to get better. she now understood why her mother was so adamant on seeing her in the ball in a white dress next to cam.

the following months were brutal. she tried to keep her spirits up and spend the best days with her loving mother, but it was so hard. y/n tried to not push everyone away, but it became exhausting. she thought her only purpose now was to be there for her mom, not caring about anything else besides focusing on her. her school ethic had decreased, grades sinking and performance dropping. everyone knew why, but they just ignored it. it hurt susannah to watch her little girl slip away from something she couldn’t control.

y/n watched movies with susannah all night, no matter how tired she would be the next morning. she always helped her move around when she was feeling tired or ill. y/n cooked, cleaned, and did anything that she had to do. conrad was at college, and he did the best he could being so far away. jeremiah was there, but he knew susannah wanted him to cherish every moment of his life that he could. he took her inspiration and incorporated it into his life.

the one person who lit up y/n’s life and was the flashlight in the tunnel was cam. he always came around whenever he could, and susannah completely adored him. she knew he made y/n happy, so susannah was too. she had no doubts that cameron would be there for y/n whenever, and that’s all she’s ever wanted for her kids.

every time y/n called him or texted him, he answered right away to soothe her with his words. he always knew exactly what to say that eased y/n. the brothers always poked at cam, but they’ve never seen their sister more comfortable with someone. if they couldn’t be there, they knew cam would be.

after cam had decided to skip the whale trip, he knew he did the right thing whenever he stood next to y/n. the support she needed was different from him. it was genuine concern and love from him.

y/n spent the day on the boardwalk after being forced to leave the house. she went with the whole group, including taylor and skye. she didn’t really want to go, but she knew she had to get out of the house and away from julia for a bit. they spent a while on the boardwalk, getting ice cream and trying to drown out the thoughts of their beloved home in cousins.

the energy was awkward on the boardwalk, standing with skye who knew their mom was in the wrong. y/n knew the troubles between her mom and skye’s, and skye had no hesitation to be with their mom.

“my mom hated it, but susannah loved it so much,” skye adds, mentioning susannah and her affection of the world.

“you know what else my mom loved?” conrad pokes in and y/n sighs. she knows what he’ll say, becoming very predictable. it made y/n nervous, knowing it would only bring up tension between everyone. she wishes they would just drop the conversation so they didn’t have to think about their mothers heart and how it would be broken by this. “the beach house.”

skye pauses in their steps, lightly throwing their arms up in annoyance. “my moms not evil, conrad,” they tells him, looking into his eyes and not worrying about the next words. “and your mom wasn’t a saint.”

y/n knows her mom wasn’t perfect, no one in this world is. what she did know is that susannah tried her best to be lovely toward everyone. she did everything to try and keep her family together, despite the troubles they had when growing up. maybe she wasn’t a perfect saint, but she was damn near close to one. she was their mother, for gods sake, and she treated her kids like angels until her last breath.

y/n’s face twitched, but she didn’t say anything. it was better to just leave her thoughts to herself. she felt the eyes on her, everyone knowing that she’s always the first to defend susannah. she remained silent, until someone broke the silence.

“well, skye,” belly interrupts. “have you ever played shoot your shot?”

“no, and i’m fine keeping it that way.”

it felt useless, trying to connect with skye but hopefully, they could get through the door a bit better. it was clear they were all uncomfortable, and they knew skye wouldn’t budge away from their mother. they didn’t want to waste a good day, so they moved to the laser tag building full of fun things to spend time on. y/n tossed her ice cream away, knowing what to expect.

her demeanor had changed to excitement, knowing she’ll see her person in that building eventually.

“what’s got her so cheerful?” skye asked.

“her man is in there, they’re practically inseparable,” taylor responded, smirking at y/n.

“because he loves me, and i love him,” y/n grins, flipping around to continue walking.

after a long battle of laser tag between everyone, they moved to the arcade to play around in there. they got certain looks from people after noticing their language, but they were having such a good time, feeling like the weight of the grief was off their shoulders for a bit.

gleefully, y/n looked around for cam, seeing no signs of him. she figured he’d be working today, since it was busy. she was disappointed when she couldn’t see him, but maybe she missed her chance and her shift ended. conrad and jeremiah noticed her upset at cams absence, and walked over to place a hand on her shoulder.

“you’re ok,” jeremiah reassures. “i’m sure he’s here somewhere.”

conrad nods in agreement, knowing that cam can make her so happy and just wanting him to brighten her day even more. steven, trying to bring up the mood, wanted to attempt the rock wall by himself, which got laughs from everyone around him.

“you actually can’t do that without a harness!” cam runs in, holding up the gear and recognizing stevens face. he beams up at him, knowing y/n is also there with him.

“there he is!” y/n says, walking over to him as he wraps his arms around her. when she pulls away, one of his arms is still around her shoulder and her hand is holding his.

“hey, cam!” belly greets, walking over to him. “i thought nicole said you were on a boat for an internship.”

cam looks over at y/n, who’s smiling up at him and he directs his eyes back to belly. “uh, fell through.”

belly nods, and steven breaks in and asks if he can go on now. cam sets him up alongside taylor, and he watches each of them battle for the bell at the top.

“we’re gonna go walk around the boardwalk, if you wanted to come?”

“actually, my shift ends in a few,” cam tells y/n, making her stand up straight and smile. “i’d love to, if it means you’re there.”

“we can wait for you, clock out and stuff,” she pecks him on the cheek and is practically skipping away, belly and taylor following.

the day turned out to be really great, everyone having a good time and being able to connect again. it’s been so difficult since susannah’s death and without her connective love. they all knew that she’d be happy that they could still be a family without her presence.

the drive home was easy, carefree. there wasn’t any worries, almost all of them being left at the beginning of the day. they pulled up to the home, finding comfort in the dim lights on the front porch. the little flickers and chips in the paint were there, but it’s what made it perfect to everyone else. y/n climbed out of the car, ready to go enter the home to pretend like it’s any other day. it wasn’t until she heard jeremiah’s voice from the door.

“what the fuck?” jeremiah yelled, his voice echoing in the now empty rooms.

her mothers favorite chair. their portraits, their photos. their cozy beds and their home decor. every last drop had vanished while they were gone. y/n couldn’t spit a single word out, just looking at the house that didn’t feel like home all of a sudden. the floors were shining with polish and the walls looked painfully bland.

no one could manage to form any words, y/n and her brothers just scoping out their childhood memories from the blank spaces in front of them. jeremiah leant against the wall, only being able to handle so much of his life being stripped from him. conrad was searching the whole house, trying to find a scrap of remnants.

the air quickly became suffocating. the pounding in her chest was heard in y/n’s ears, and she wanted to throw up. it was the one thing she had left of her mom, and her aunt took it all away. she felt horrible for having such a good day while strangers came in and made everything disappear. she could still envision exactly how everything was placed.

even after susannah passed, it felt like she was always there somehow. now, it wasn’t the lack of furniture that made it feel empty in the home.

y/n knew she had to get out of there, she couldn’t stand looking at the open feet of tiles and wood flooring. the glass doors were perfectly cleaned, y/n placing her hand on the handle and sliding it open. she sat directly where susannah painted her picture, and tried to imagine her mother right in front of her. instead, all she saw was the dock and the concrete of the backyard. the chirping of the crickets and buzzing of flies around her was the only thing flooding her mind at this point.

cams shoes slapped the ground as he stepped closer to her, seeing her sitting down on the ground. her elbows were placed on her knees and she just gazed into the night sky. he knew she was aware he was behind her, so he didn’t say anything. he just sat down next to her, and waited for her to be able to speak.

“i don’t understand how she could do this,” y/n mumbled, barely being able to be audible.

“she doesn’t know how to deal with her grief,” cam said. “but that doesn’t mean julia could’ve just taken everything away.”

“i’m so sick of being angry.”

“talk about it, y/n,” cam encourages. “you don’t have to hold anything in and grieve alone.”

y/n sighs, running her hands together to feel the warmth between her skin. “i’ve been angry with my dad for as long as i can remember. i’ve just gotten used to that, but i never thought it would be everyone in my family. i love my brothers to death, but i can’t help but have a little annoyance now. they’ve been so caught up with belly and everything, and conrad won’t let me or jere help. jeremiah won’t let me in, and they just- i don’t know, i just wish things could go back to the way they were. and i’m fucking pissed,” y/n lets out a fraudulent laugh, the tears coating her eyes. “i’m pissed at myself. i should’ve been able to avoid this if i tried harder.”

“i’m so, so sorry,” cam starts. “i wish i could fix it all, but you deserve to rest. you’ve done all you can do, and it’s more than enough.”

“i just don’t see it getting easier. my mom always said i’ll be ok but, i don’t know anything anymore.”

“it does,” y/n looks up, seeing cameron’s comforting features. “when i, uh, lost my sister, it’s always there, you know? but you learn how to cope with it, and the weight became lighter. it feels more like a scar, now.”

“i just don’t know how to go on without her here with me.”

“she is,” cam replies, his deep voice being music to y/n’s ears. “you’re never alone.”

y/n turns more toward her boyfriend, placing her hand beside his and letting them migrate together. she feels like smooth fingers intertwine with hers, and she lets herself breathe. she wants to feel susannah, hoping that wherever she is, she’s proud of her.

“i love you, cam,” y/n lightly grins at him, getting the same, pretty smile in return. “my mom did too.”

“i love you, too,” he whispers in her ear, letting her lean into his chest and decompress on him for a while. he just has his arm around her, hands on her back and head. “i’m never gonna let you be lonely.”