#hey liz put up the lights

[shower-phantom-ideas]

Child Danny by degree of the eyeguys to have him at peak power for the future but he somehow gets forced to live with Wes Weston.

Wes forced to adopt Danny is the funniest shit. Spent his life trying to out the guy now hes legally responsible for the guy. Whos very smug for someone who can’t even use the coffee pot.

Danny isnt too happy to be forced back to a 6 year old. His new slightly more emotional body is maybe acting out a little ok sue him.

Wes is now so torn between finally being able to prove himself right and keeping his now ?child? Safe.

Danny btw still denies being anything but a normal guy.

[ohbabydollie]

Mutual Breakup HC

Schlatt never misses his son's baseball games. Always cheering for him

When the moms learn that he is actually single, they attempt to flirt with him

I personally wanna see how that plays out

refer to the end of goofy dad schlatt hcs for short answer, now here’s the long answer

lots of the moms noticed how sweet schlatt was, how kind he was to all the boys at baseball. how he didn’t hesitate to offer helping them practice or even just playing during the off seasons.

but the one thing they did notice was you on his arm 24/7, always wearing a cute dress, makeup and hair nicely done, an expensive looking ring decorating your finger.

they were so jealous!

you had a husband that cared, that loved you and actively showed it.

until one day you didn’t go to a game, the following week you weren’t there either, schlatt seemed a little more stressed than normal.

the moms would sit around gossiping about it, one woman gets up with a smile “a little trouble in paradise” she says brushing off her jeans, unbuttoning her shirt a little and standing up, quickly walking to the bench schlatt is sitting on as he cheers on his son.

“hey, you’re matt’s dad right?” the woman asks as she sits next to schlatt

“oh yeah, you can call me jay” he says sticking his hand out for a hand shake, she accepts with a smile.

“i’m liz, zane’s mom” she chirps “so, where’s your wife?” she asks

“oh, i don’t have a wife”

“really?” she asks almost shocked “you’re so handsome though!”

“thanks”

“i can’t believe matt’s mom would just let a hunk like you up for grabs” she says gigging, holding onto his arm

“oh, um” schlatt pulls his arm away when she starts pushing up against him.

Liz is almost offended at that, before she gets an idea, “so, i need some help moving furniture, ever since i got divorced from zane’s dad, it’s, it’s been pretty hard” she says sniffling softly, putting on her best show.

“i can help you out with that for sure” he says “bring over some buddies, move whatever you need out” he offers

“no, i was thinking it could just be you, it’s not much” she says smiling “maybe after the game?”

“yeah, i can do it then” he says focusing on the game

“you know it’s been pretty lonely since the divorce” she mutters seductively “the house hasn’t had a real man in it in so long” she says biting her lip

“oh, um” schlatt looks at her, not knowing what to do

“Jay!” his head goes snapping in your direction watching as you come from the parking lot with a soft smile in a long sundress. you’re practically glowing in the light as you wave to schlatt, showing off your belly slightly, holding a basket of snacks and drinks for after the game.

liz scoffs at this, unbuttoning another button and pulling the shirt down slightly, hoping to bring back schlatt’s attention.

“she’s gotten a little…pudgy, don’t you think?” liz asks almost disgusted, leaning into schlatt “really let herself go” she spits pushing her boobs together as schlatt pays her no attention, instead staring at the way your belly moves.

“nope, she’s just pregnant again” schlatt says looking at you with a dopey grin “matt’s wanted a little sister for the longest time now, not really into the younger brother thing”

“i-i thought you weren’t together” she asks shocked

“we’re not, but boy does she look good pregnant” he says getting up to help you with the snacks “give me a call when you need the help”

even if schlatt had the option to be disloyal to you, he couldn’t, especially not when you looked that delicious while pregnant

[lizzieislife94x]

She Doesn't Deserve You (e.o)

Requested <3

 LizzieG!PxFem Reader

Requests are open babes

Y/ns POV:

I throw a few outfits onto my bed biting my nails gently looking over them before finally calling for my roommate to come in and help "lizzie please help me" I say with a fake cry as she comes in and laughs "dude you're so dramatic relax, go with blue jumpsuit it brings out your eyes" she says I pick it up thinking nothing of it and smile "thank you lizzie you're a life saver" I quickly run into the bathroom to brush my teeth as lizzie goes back to what she was doing once I finish I head to my vanity table and start to do my make up going for a natural look it takes a little over 30 minutes till I'll done as I blow myself a kiss, I'm so excited for this date I haven't been on a date in months and this girl seems really sweet, I fix my hair before pulling on my jumpsuit and checking myself out, damn lizzie nice choice this hugs me perfectly I quickly put on some heels and perfume before heading to lizzies room "hey do I look ok" I say walking in running my hands down my stomach nervously "wow..uh I mean yeah you look beautiful y/n I knew the jumpsuit would be perfect, your date Is one lucky lady" I smile and blush a little "thank you liz hey wanna have a few glasses of wine when I get home?" She smiles and nods but something about her smile seems sad before I have a chance to say anything my phone dings a message from my mom. 

Mom❤️: Hey honey hope your date goes well can't wait to hear all about it have a ball honey text me when you're home so I know you're safe.

Me: Hey mom thank you haha and I will, I love you. 

I put my phone into my bag smiling at my mom's concern "I'll see you when I get home liz" I say walking out to my car before jumping in and driving to the restaurant the drive is nice and relaxing music playing as I sing along it takes 25 minutes to arrive due to traffic once I arrive I jumpout and hand my keys to the valet "thank you so much" I say as I walk into the restaurant "hey I have a reservation at 8 under l/n" I say with a smile as I'm led over to our table "hey can I get you a drink while you wait" the waiter asks as I quickly skim over the menu "yeah..can I have a white wine please and thank you" I say as I hand the menu over and he disappears I wait a few minutes before my drink is brought out and I thank him before sipping my wine.

30 minutes later I nervously check my phone and see its half 8 she was supposed to be here for 8 "hey can it get you anything else another drink maybe" I look up to see the waiter from before and just nod as he goes and comes back with another white wine I play around on my phone for a bit as I noticed another 40 minutes have passed its now 9.10pm I sigh and stand up walking over to the bar "hey can I just settle my bill for the drinks please" he nods and hands the bill I pay for my drink and leave a $50 tip before heading out to get my car its quickly brought to me as I thank them and get in driving home I'm so fucking stupid I feel my eyes water but keep it under control while I drive "are you fucking kidding me the light is green go you idiot" I yell eventually I arrive home and unlock the door heading inside "hey you're home early" I hear lizzies sweet voice making me turn to look at her as soon as my eyes meet hers I loose all control and the tears fall "what happened y/n oh my gosh are you ok what did she do" lizzie says running over to me throwing her arms around me concern in her voice "she she..didn't..show up she stood me up" I sob into her neck as she rubs my back just holding me tight "hey hey its ok you're ok she doesn't deserve you y/n tell you what how about I pour us a glass of wine, grab some snacks and we watch your favourite movie and once you feel a little better we can talk about it" she says holding me at arms length looking into my eyes before bringing her thumb to my face gently rubbing my tears away I sniff and nod "please but I need to get out of this jumpsuit I'm going to get changed" I say with a sad smile before heading upstairs and taking off my jumpsuit I walk into the bathroom and unclip my bra letting it fall to the floor before washing the make up and tears off my face, I walk back into my room and put on a baggy tee and short shorts making it look like I have nothing on due to the tee, I make my way downstairs and smile when I see lizzie setting everything up perfectly walk up behind her gently holding her waist as I slide past her to sit on the couch she looks at me and smiles before turning the lights off and sitting beside me, "ok I have it all set up, she's the man is still your favourite movie right?" I smile and nod wow she remembered my favourite movie.

Halfway through the movie it feels like lizzie is closer I decided to lean my head on her shoulder as she smiles we continue to watch as her hand wraps around me and she moves closer "hey y/n" she whispers gaining my attention making me sit up and look at her "yeah what's up" I say looking at her amazing eyes even in the dark they're gorgeous "she doesn't deserve you I hope you know that, you deserve the world you deserve to be treating like a queen you deserve to be loved unconditionally" she says making me laugh "I just got stood up that says a lot no one would ever love me there must be something wrong with me" I say looking down she uses her fingers to lift my chin and the next thing i know her soft lips are pressed firmly onto mine taking me by surprise after a few seconds I close my eyes and kiss her back as she holds my waist the kiss is full of passion and love making me feel things I've never felt before after air becomes an issue we slowly pull away resting our foreheads together "wow" I breath out as words fail me she smiles and pulls me ontop of her making me yelp in surprise followed by a giggle "hey" I whisper leaning my head against hers again "so I think I should tell you I'm madly inlove with you" I bite my lip "you could have told me this a year ago why do you think I've not been on many dates I've had feelings for you since you moved in but I didn't think you felt the same so I thought I'd try and date again" I say in a whisper looking down to her lips as she kisses me again this time full of lust and desire I quickly open my mouth for her tounge to explore my mouth as I explore hers the kiss quickly becoming heating I let out a moan as I feel her bulge hard under me "I..i.im sorry i cant control it.." she whispers against my lips I smirk and bite her lip gently "oh you definitely don't have to apologise" I take her lips on mine as I start to grind on her solid member we quickly start discarding eachothers clothes in between kisses her gaze fixes on my chest when she pulls my tee off and notices I have no bra on "oh sweet lord fuck" she groans leaning forward leaving gentle kisses on my tits a moan slips past my lips as I put my hand down to palm her through her sweat pants making her moan as she sucks on my right nipple "oh god lizzie" I cry out as she licks sucks and bites my nipple sending throbs to my core "take the panties off"

I moan out loud as she let's go of my nipple I climb off and lay back pulling my shorts and panties off as she stands up to take off her sweats and boxers I lay back with my legs spread running my finger through my wet folds soft moans leaving my lips as my eyes widen at her size and girth her dick standing proud "oh fuck" we both moan before she towers over me her dick gently brushing against my clit "fuck" I whimper as she starts to suck and bite my neck no doubt leaving marks but I don't care I just need her all of her I run my hands over her body until I find her perfect tits her nipples already hard, I roll them between my fingers earning a moan from the beauty ontop of me "are you ready" she breaths into my ear as she lines her dick to my entrance "yes oh god yes" I moan out as she starts to sink inside me slowly letting me adjust to her size "fuuuu..ck ive wanted to do this for a year after we first met all i wanted was to rip your pretty little dress off and bend you over this couch and fuck you dumb baby make you mine"  i moan and gasp at her confesion my hands grabbing at her hips "fuck i wanted you to so fucking badly" i start to thrust my hips letting her know I'm ready and needy, she looks into my eyes as she starts to thrust both of us moaning, fuck the eye contact is sexy "faster baby i want you to destroy me ruin me for anyone else" I moan as she smirks and sits up on her knees eyes never leaving mine she puts my legs over her shoulders as she starts thrusting faster "fuck y/n you're taking me so well baby so fucking tight and wet i wish you could see how my cock is streching your tight little pussy so fuck...in..g beautiful" I only moan as a response encouraging her to thrust faster and harder I quickly feel my orgasm approach it feels like its gonna be a big one "oh my god!!! I'm gonna cum" I scream as her thrusts continue "cum for me baby don't hold back" she groans as I feel the orgasm snapping screams leaving my mouth as I squirt all over her she pulls her dick out and rubs my clit as I continue to squirt making a huge mess words long forgotten only moans and screams escape my mouth "so fucking sexy " she moans as I start to calm down she quickly makes me bend over the couch legs spread before slamming back inside me harder and faster this time causing a silent scream to leave my lips she kisses my neck and ear whispering "you want me to fill your tight little cunt babygirl this is how i wanted to take you when we first met ive came to this thought so fucking many times princess" her words driving me wild no sense left in my mind all I know is I want her all of her "yes yes yes..." I scream gripping the back of the couch as she pounds me brutally my second orgasm ripping through me but she doesn't stop she continues to slam inside me "I.. i ca..can't to much" I cry out pleasure from the second orgasm still coursing through my body "you can do it baby one more just one more wanna fill your tight little pussy make you mine princess"

I nod and whimper as her thrusts get somehow faster "ok baby" I whimper giving in completely to her I feel my third orgasm approach as tears threaten to spill from my eyes "so good baby youre doing so fucking good" she moans as she gently pulls my hair after a few more thrusts I feel her stopping deep inside me followed by her warm seed filling me making me moan she wraps her arms around me holding me close as she continues to shoot her load "fuck fuck fuck y/n you're fucking amazing baby I can't wait to make you mine forever" I smile as her naked body presses into me a feeling of comfort and being content washes over me "mmh I wanna be yours lizzie no one elses" I feel her leaving kisses over my jaw after a few minutes she slides out causing me to whimper "lay down baby let me get you cleaned up then ill get you to bed" I smile and nod as she runs to the bathroom getting a damp cloth she must have cleaned herself and put fresh boxers on because she has some on now she gently cleans my sensitive core before picking me up and taking me to my bedroom and putting me into bed "sleep tight beautiful" she whispers about to leave the room "stay please" I say with puppy eyes making her smile "only if youre sure y/n" I smirk and bite my lip "I plan on having you in my bed every night" she leans down pecking my lips with a smile "good there's no place id rather be" she grins "the only rule is these need to go" I smirk running my hand over her dick indicating I'm talking about the boxers I see her getting hard and bite my lip and she takes off the boxers getting into bed behind me pulling me close "I can feel your dick against my ass I don't think its fair for you to try and sleep with that baby" I say seductively as I hear a soft moan leave her lips I back my ass into her purposely and grind a little "fuck baby don't youre making it harder i think you just want me to keep streching and filling that needy cunt " she pants her hands playing with my nipples "well you might be right but im only needy for you and your dick i think you just need to fuck me dumb baby and fill me all night long " I moan out as i feel her lift my leg and grab her dick teasing my once again dripping entrance "fuck" i cry out,  We spent most of the night fucking talking and cuddling , she came alot so did i and I loved every bit of it I lost count of the orgasms she gave me.

AN: hope you guys enjoy 😉 stay hydrated babes and I hope everyone has a great day/night word count is almost 2.4k 

[sturn777]

jake webber x anxiety reader

where jake takes us to a party and we get an anxiety attack

and he comforts us? 💗

ʙᴀᴅ ᴡᴇᴇᴋ!

jake webber x reader

no use of y/n

warnings: panic attack, crying, mentions of cheating, feeling sick

tags: @st7rnioioss @its-jennarose @timmyscomputer @kriissy4gov @liz-stxrn @sunrisemill @mattssluttywaist @riasturns @mx0qin @junnniiieee07 @alorsxsturn @annasturn0lo

“You’re going to be fine, alright?” Jake assured you as you stood outside the door. One of Jake’s friends had invited the both of you to a party, and you both accepted the offer.

You thought you would be fine as your anxiety had been at a resting level this month - but it quickly switched up.

What if everyone didn’t want you there? What if the invite was a pity invite? What if you do something embarrassing? Or what if Jake finds a girl prettier than you?

Jake snapped his fingers in front of your face, his eyebrows furrowing. “Hey, don’t worry your pretty little face. Come on let’s have fun and when you want to go, we can go.” he proposed, holding his pinky put for you to wrap yours around.

“I’m sorry.” You apologised, smiling at your boyfriend. The sickly feeling in your stomach fading before coming back. Great.

As soon as you stepped in music blared and people greeted you, yet you stayed close to Jake with an arm around his bicep.

The night went on and the music only seemed to get louder. Suddenly, Jake had disappeared and you were on your own in the middle of a crowd.

You couldn’t move, bodies knocked into you and you let them - before you snapped. “S-Stop pushing i-into me!” you stumbled over your words, gaining back your movement you ran towards the bathroom you had been eyeing the entire night.

You hand trembled around the handle before you finally let yourself in, closing it and locking it. Sitting yourself down on the toilet you whimpered.

Jake was gone, probably off with a skinny blonde.

You felt dizzy, hiding your eyes in your knees - the bright lights blinding you. It was as though all the oxygen had been taken from you. You were dying. There was no doubt about it. You were dying and you couldn’t even text Jake due to your foggy eyes.

A knock pounded on the door, feeling like a scream to your ears as you sobbed. “W-who is it?” you managed to get out.

“It’s me, Jake. Let me in baby.”

You stumbled up from the toilet seat, unlocking the door after struggling for a moment. As the door opened Jake looked at you with pity, walking forwards he closed the bathroom door once more and wrapped you in a tight hug.

At first it felt like knives, but the longer it went on for you felt his warm skin against yours. It was Jake, of course he wouldn’t chest on you. Of course he’s here for you.

He pulled away once he felt your muscles relax, pushing your hair back and out your face. “What’s up baby?”

You shook your head as he wiped your tears away with his thumb. “It’s just been a bad week, a-and I thought you were cheating on me ‘c-cus I lost you.”

Jake nodded along, pulling your head back into his chest, kissing the crown of your head. “I would never, ever cheat on you. Ever. You know me and Johnnie only kiss as bros.” he rolled his eyes playfully, earning a sniffly laugh from you. “Let’s go home and get cookies.”

He rubbed your back before pulling away, holding your hand tightly through the crowd as you made your way out. Not bothering to say goodbye to anybody, you spent a quiet, peaceful night together.

[reminiscingtonight]

She’s All Mine

Rose Lavelle x Reader

Word Count: 2.7k

She’s All Yours (Part One)

[WOSO Masterlist]

When there’s a slight knock on your door, you barely stop your automatic groan before it escapes. 

The past couple days have been rough. Between a new case being assigned to you and the fallout of a previous case falling upon your desk, you can’t even recall the last time you slept in your own bed. You’ve been living off shitty coffee and fumes the past couple of days, doing everything you can to sort through all of your documents, trying to get everything in order. 

Rubbing tiredly at your eyes, you look up just as your secretary opens the door, an apologetic look on her face when she takes in the files thrown everywhere on your desk. 

“What’s up?”

“Someone’s here to see you.”

You frown, eyes already back on your files, sorting through the papers. “Are they on the list?”

“Uh, well… no.”

You sigh, not looking up. Although you’ve been at this for a while, you still haven’t made too much progress. There’s one specific document you were looking for, and if you don’t find it before your meeting tomorrow, you’re more than screwed. “Liz, you know the rules. If they aren’t on the list, they don’t get access--”

“Well I can’t exactly say no to them.”

Her voice is tight, making you look up with furrowed brows. “What do you mean? I’ve seen you say no to people twice your size or those big suits who think they hold all the power.”

She fidgets in her place, looking more and more uncomfortable as the seconds tick by. “No I mean it, I can’t say no to her. Like it’s… It’s not possible. At all.”

Your confusion has morphed into concern, seeing your normally calm and collected secretary so unsettled. “Liz--”

“It’s Rose Lavelle. She’s here to see you. And turning her away is like… it’s like turning away royalty.” The last word is whispered out in awe. Liz is a huge soccer fan, that much you know. Now you understand why she’s so hesitant to turn away your visitor. 

After running into Rose by accident all those weeks ago, the two of you have struck up an interesting relationship. She kept true to her word, taking you out to coffee a few days after your initial meeting. And then she did it again. And again. Along with coffee came late night dinners, catching meals after her games, going out to see movies, things of the sort. The two of you have gone out quite a lot, if you’re really thinking about it. The only thing the two of you haven’t done is put a label on anything. 

All at once you’re dropping the papers in your hands, subconsciously running a hand through your messy hair. You nervously clear your throat. “Uh, it’s fine, she’s fine, you can-- go ahead and send her in.”

Liz nods, quickly ducking back out the door. 

In your head you’re quickly counting to twenty, trying to make yourself look a bit more presentable before you know Rose is coming in. A brief look at your reflection through your laptop has you cringing. You really did look like you haven’t been home in days. 

Before you have too much time to worry about your state of dishelvement, there’s another light knock at the door and then a familiar brown head of hair is poking its way in.

It’s embarrassing how just the sight of her takes your breath away. 

“Hi.” Rose gives you a soft smile that you can’t help but return. 

“Hey.” 

She takes a seat on the other side of your desk, careful not to knock over any of your papers. 

“Sorry for the mess. It’s been a hectic week.”

Rose chuckles at the way your eyes are quick to zero in on the cups of coffee in her hands. “Sorry, you look busy.”

“No! Don’t worry about it, I can take a quick break. I’m never too busy for you.”

It isn’t until Rose blushes that you realize you accidentally said the last sentence out loud.

You nervously scratch at the back of your neck. “Um, how’s your day going?”

Rose shrugs. “Had an early practice. And then I missed you so I thought I’d drop by.”

Your heart does a funny little jump at the thought of Rose missing you.

“I’d ask how your day is going, but I think I can guess by this…” she trails off, crinkles by her eyes betraying her amusement at the state of your desk. 

When Rose reaches across your desk to hand you your drink, you both pretend not to notice the way her hand lingers. As casually as you can, you drop your free hand onto the table, gently grasping her hand in yours. 

Rose’s cheeks turn pink, but she flips her hand over, intertwining your fingers. 

“Anyways. So there’s this event tomorrow night.” You nod, taking a sip of your coffee. It takes everything in you not to moan out in content. Sometimes it’s amazing, and sweet, how Rose remembers the little things you like. You’re a little too busy savoring the sweet taste of your drink to notice the way Rose has started to nervously fidget in her seat. “I was wondering if… would you like to come?”

You look up, drink forgotten in your surprise. “Like… as your plus one?”

Rose is looking everywhere but at your face now. Her cheeks are slightly red and she tries to untangle your fingers in embarrassment. You don’t let her. If anything, you tighten your grip. “I mean, only if you want to. No pressure or anything. The others are bringing their partners too-- Not that we’ve labeled ourselves, or anything! Um, I uh-- I just, it would be more enjoyable if you wanted to come? I don’t know, it’s totally okay if you don’t want to--”

“Rose. Breathe,” you chuckle, giving her hand a light squeeze. Rose blushes again, mouth instantly closing shut. “I’ve got a meeting in the early afternoon tomorrow, but if I’m out in time I’d love to be your plus one.”

“Yeah?”

You nod, not able to hide your smile. “Yeah.”

Rose’s lips split into a shy grin. 

You spend the next couple of minutes catching up with one another. You haven’t seen Rose since last week when you dropped by to watch one of her games, so you take this time to relish in her company. The two of you chat about anything and everything. Time always seems to fly by when you’re around each other, so when you next catch sight of the time, it takes everything in your power to not let your panic show. You’ve spent way more time catching up with Rose than you thought you had. As much as you hate it, you know you have to get back to work. Especially if you want to make it to the party tomorrow. 

Rose notices the way your eyes have drifted to your computer, correctly guessing what has caught your attention. “I should probably let you get back to work, huh.”

When she stands up, you’re quick to follow her onto your feet. 

She waits until you walk around your desk before she’s leaning in, arms wrapping around your waist in a tight hug. You try not to melt too much against her, but you’re only human. And Rose gives some of the best hugs you’ve ever had. 

When the two of you break apart, Rose leans in to press a kiss on your cheek. It lands dangerously close to the corner of your mouth, and you’re not sure if you’re imagining things when she seems to linger for a moment, still in your personal space. Rose’s eyes dart down to your lips momentarily, almost as if she’s considering closing the gap. 

For an exhilarating second you think she’s going to kiss you.

The hope fades just as quick as it comes when Rose steps back with a nervous cough.

“Call me when you get off work tonight?”

You let out a light laugh. “Not sure if I’ll make it home any time soon but I’ll try.”

Her face scrunches up adorably in disappointment. “You need to take better care of yourself.”

You raise a hand up to your head to give her a stupid little salute. “I’ll try my best, ma’am.”

Rose laughs, punching you lightly on the shoulder. “You’re an ass.”

“Drive home safe,” you chuckle in return. 

With one last look over her shoulder, Rose lets the door close behind her. 

It doesn’t even take a second before you find yourself missing her already. 

---

Soccer players are fun. If there’s anything you’ve taken away since getting to know Rose and her friends, it’s exactly that. 

After drowning in paperwork for nearly a week, this party is definitely a welcomed break. 

The second your meeting finishes, you rush to get home. It’s a scramble, getting ready for the party, but you manage to get dressed in time. Despite your protests, Rose is there to pick you up, a shy smile in place. 

From the second you lay eyes on her, it takes all of your self control not to drag her in for a kiss. 

She’s hot. Like even more than she usually is. And that’s saying something. Her dress has you nearly salivating, and you have to try your best to not ogle her like a schoolboy. 

Sometimes the cat and mouse game the two of you have going on is fun. It’s a dangerous game you’re playing, toeing the line between friends and something more. Neither of you are stupid, you both know you’re eventually going to get together, but at this point it’s just a matter of seeing who’s going to crack first. 

Of course you can always make the move first, but you’re nothing if not competitive. And while you find it hot, Rose is unfortunately also just as competitive. She also doesn’t happen to like playing fair. 

The two of you haven’t even been sitting down for five minutes before she’s dropping a hand onto your leg. And it would be fine, really, but her hand rests dangerously high on your thigh. Although you’re trying your best to listen to the story Lu has started, it’s taking everything in you to just keep your composure. Your skin feels hot under her touch, and it doesn’t take long for you to start questioning your sanity.

The smirk living on Rose’s lips tells you she knows exactly what she’s doing. 

It’s infuriating how much her cockiness makes you want to kiss her more. 

A loud noise has you craning your head to find its source. When you do, it’s hard not to smirk yourself. All you need is to see a glimpse of Sonnett before a plan pops up into your head.

“Wow, Sonny really looks like she’s out to get some numbers tonight.”

Rose turns her head in the direction you’re looking at. Sonnett’s good looking. You know that, Rose knows that, everyone knows that. Honestly it’s a surprise that no one’s snatched her up yet. 

Rose shrugs, eyes narrowing inquisitively at you when she looks back your way. “Son’s just dressing up as she does. The numbers would be an extra perk, not her intention.”

“Five bucks.”

“What?” Rose tilts her head in confusion, amusement dazzling in her eyes. 

“Five bucks I can get Sonny to kiss me.”

The amusement’s quick to drop. Rose tries to play it off with a scoff, but you’re not fooled. Rose is cute, but even more cute when she’s jealous. “No way. I’m not a perv.”

It’s hard to hide your grin. Step one achieved. Now onto step two. “Fine. A kiss if I can get Sonnett to give me five bucks.”

For the second time in seconds, she freezes. There’s a confused question floating around in her eyes, but she still snorts out a response. “Are you serious?” 

“Deadly.”

It only takes one word for her to realize your intentions. Rose narrows her eyes at you, annoyed at how quickly you played her. “You know what, go for it. If she doesn’t give you the money, you owe me a kiss.”

It’s a win-win situation no matter if you get the money or not, but the only thing at stake is which one of you will have to break first tonight. 

“Deal.”

Rose’s eyes feel hot on your back as you push your way through the crowd. Sonnett’s quick to give you a grin when she spots you heading her way. 

“‘Sup dude?”

You don’t waste any time with introductions. “Sonnett. Give me five bucks.”

The blonde quirks an eyebrow at you. “Have you ever heard of this thing called ‘asking’?”

“Sonnett,” you sigh.

“No!” she laughs. “Why do you even want five dollars?”

“I bet Rose a kiss if I can get you to give me five bucks.”

At that, Emily puts her drink down. She turns, catching Rose staring at the two of you. Emily’s always been one of the most vocal of Rose’s friends. The blonde has lamented, whined, and groaned about when the two of you were finally going to make things official, oftentimes muttering about how this back and forth was annoying her, not that she really had a stake in anything. But now that it’s actually come down to it, you can almost see the gears turning in her head. 

It only takes a couple seconds before she’s sighing, digging through her wallet for what seems like way more than five dollars. “Take my whole wallet. Go get your kiss.” 

Sonnett’s pushing you away with a laugh, ushering you back towards Rose. 

You give her a little stupid salute before you’re skipping back to the midfielder. 

Rose is struggling not to laugh when you pop back up next to her, sliding the money gifted to you from your friend across the table to her. “Do I even want to know how you got this?”

“No. Now about that kiss…” you trail off, definitely not missing the way Rose bites at the bottom of her lip.

God was she sexy. And god did you just want her to kiss you already.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want to,” she stutters out, face turning red at the thought of actually finally getting to kiss you.

“Rose,” you huff. “Do you really think I went through all that trouble just to not get my kiss?”

“You actually want to kiss me?” She sounds surprised, almost as if she’s forgotten how long the two of you have been pretending not to be into each other. 

“Like insanely so.” You’re not even embarrassed by how desperate you sound.

Three years later, Sonnett will stand up with a mic, taking all the credit for finally getting the two of you together. You’ll be dressed in white, rolling your eyes at someone you have now long considered your best friend while Rose does exactly the same, only with a slightly peeved look on her face. Pinoe will try to argue her case for being the one responsible, given that she’s the one who told Rose to invite you, while Sofia will offhandedly try to give credit to your shared ex-boyfriend. It’s honestly a shit-show, your wedding reception, but the two of you won’t care much, more than happy to finally have matching rings on your hands. 

But in the present day, you and Rose are happy to just finally have your first kiss. 

“Go on a date with me. Like an official one,” you murmur seconds after you break apart. 

“Only if I get to pay for it,” is her response, Rose never one to be outplayed.

She’s a competitive one, she is, but Rose is a competitive girl you get to call yours, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

[shygirl4991]

Brewing Romance Chapter 5 Finding your Pride

A Collab Story with @lizaluvsthis

SMG3 and SMG4 design for the AU by Liz!

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Summary:SMG4 starts to struggle with his finances when he learns living in his newly built castle is more pricey than he thought. So when he gets an invite to the grand opening of SMG3 Coffee n Bombs he manages to land himself a second job as the cafe waiter where both men will learn that coffee won't be the only thing brewing in this cafe.

Tags: Slow burn, fluff, comedy, just two idiots in love, love confession, first kiss, angst

SMG3 gets back home from the dark web, he needs a better way to get items to make bombs. Yawning he takes the elevator to his bedroom, he changes into his pajamas before remembering he forgot to finish checking inventory “Ugh how the hell does four do anything with this little bit of sleep.”

Throwing his phone on the bed he takes the elevator back up, lazily slaps his hat on his head he attempts to take inventory fighting his strong need to sleep. That's when he heard pounding on the front door, he became confused on who the hell would be at his door this late at night.  He runs from the back from surprise to see who his guest is “SMG4?” He opens the door and gets tackled by a crying SMG4, the fog in his mind cleared as he holds the man close. He was concerned why the man was crying, he kicked the door close still holding the man close to him. He didn't notice the hat slipping from his head “Hey it’s okay what happened?” he awkwardly pats four’s back. After a few minutes standing there in each other's arms he felt the man relax at last, he stepped back sniffling “Sorry, I had a dream about…you know the god box and zero.” 

SMG3 sighs, he felt this was all his fault if he didnt rush the hat he wouldn't have triggered those memories.  He makes a mental note to take better care of himself as he takes the man’s hand, it feels as natural as breathing these days to do that. He pulls out a chair for him to sit before smirking at the man “Guess I'm making more coffee for us since it seems you can't stay away,” he teased. SMG4 giggled, that was music to Three's ears given how much of a mess the man was at the start “Can't help it if i have such a charming boss!”

SMG3 felt a smile grow on his face as he walked to the machine, that's when he felt the cold breeze go through his hair. His eyes go wide turning to grab his hat that slipped off his head, his lazily put together bun breaks free letting his hair loose. He stood there nervous at the reaction the other man would give “You..uh the er hair is long…you look haha so how about that latte?”

SMG3 blinks seeing the reaction “What? THAT'S YOUR REACTION?!” Four panics standing up from his seat “How am i supposed to react?! You have long hair that makes you look…ha uh like a…” his face goes beat red trying to find his words “knight? Yeah, like a charming prince, kind of like a coffee prince!?” 

Three squints at the man walking up to him, SMG4 could feel himself about to pass out from the heat his face was emitting.  He swears he is starting to see those strange anime sparkles he always sees happening in those romance anime that Boopkin watches, his eyes slowly drift to the side hoping he wouldn't drop dead. SMG3 crosses his arms and sighs “Sorry, I'm so used to you being an asshole I just assumed you learning that I let my hair grow…well you would have called me a girl or something stupid.” 

He walks to pick up his hair tie to put his hair back into a bun, Four watches him walk away confused by these strong emotions from seeing his hair loose. He sits back down watching Three slap his hat on and walk to make coffee, as he watches his mind start to drift. Daydreaming he pictures SMG3 with his hair loose visiting him at the castle, he grabs his hand smirking at him the light hitting him just right that his red eyes glowed “SMG4..i have been wanting to tell you something for a long time,” Four blushes leaning forward “What is it?” Three tightens his grip “I find your content super funny…i'm even subscribed to you and i always make sure that i'm the first to like it!” 

SMG4 giggles at his daydream making Three worried “That nightmare must have shaken something loose.”

Three finished making the coffee and gently placed the cup in front of him, SMG4 was still giggling to himself which was starting to really scare SMG3. He snaps his fingers in front of the man's face “Hello? OI IDIOT IS ANYONE HOME!?” Four jumps up and lets out an awkward cough “Er my bad was lost in thought about memes for some videos.” 

Three rolls his eyes “Are you serious? How you deal with your issues can be interesting, that's for sure. Now what's this about the god box?” Four frowns looking at his drink “Don't remember much of my dream but…the moment you got hurt plays on loop in my head right now…guess I still wish I did more to stop it.”  Three sips his coffee hoping it will give him enough power to be able to listen to Four, he can feel himself slowly nodding off. SMG4 leans back in the chair touching his left eye “Hey Three…if i was the one that got hurt, what would you have done?”

SMG3 stares at his empty cup thinking, back then all he wanted was the man to be dead. That was until he jumped in front of a sword to protect him, the man no matter how many years he has known him will always be an idiot protecting others before himself. He hums thinking “Not sure, things were so different back then. I mean Four think about it back then what would you do?” he lets out a chuckle “Not like you would give an eye up for me or anything, you did what you could when I got hurt and managed to save it.” 

Four frowns dropping his hand from his eye “Yeah..like i would do something that dumb…” 

Noticing the change in tone Three reaches out and pats Fours hand “It was a life changing event that had a bright side, i know it's easy to say let it go but don't let the guilt eat you alive. Trust me, the guilt about what happened at peach's castle likes to stab me too.”

SMG4 twitches remembering the keyboard, he gets up to stretch doing his best to not focus on the negatives. Thanks to those horrible events he gets to live in peace right now with Three and hand out coffee, he lets out a small chuckle realizing how domestic his living has gotten since he and Three got closer. He turns to ask another question to see Three has fallen asleep on the table, Four smiles softly as he gets closer to the sleeping man “You're so handsome like this…” he gently lifts up the man carrying him bridle style as he walks to the elevator. He hears a soft snore making him giggle, he blinks, staring at the sleeping man slowly realizing something “Three..maybe if you stayed this relaxed and not so cranky, i would find myself in trouble.” 

He goes down the elevator and tucks in SMG3 taking his hat off, then slowly lets his hair loose. He smiles softly and without a second thought kisses SMG3 on the head, blushing at what he did as he runs to the elevator to hurry home.

He slams the door to his room and throws himself onto his bed in a panic “AHHHH WHY DID I DO THAT?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!” He covers his face with a pillow trying to figure out what was going on with him. At least he knew for the rest of the night he won't be having nightmares given his mind is filled with SMG3.

It's the next day, nervously SMG4 gets dressed; he was still unsure what came over him last night. With a sigh he starts to walk outside staring at the cafe “Please don't let today be awkward.” he steps in the cafe to hear SMG3 yelling on the phone “THE HELL YOU MEAN PEOPLE ARE COMPLAINING WE AREN'T LGBTQ PLUS FRIENDLY!?” He slowly turns to see Karen letting out a sigh as she sips her coffee while Three paces back and forth on the phone

SMG3 sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose “Have you seen our waiter? He is more fruit than fruit loops and you're telling me that's not enough?”  Four glares at his boss putting his hands on his hips “See he is doing something super gay right now need picture proof?”

Three’s face drops as he hangs up the phone, he then growls and throws his phone to the wall smashing it. Karen puts her cup down to get a broom “Told you we should have done what starbucks did.” Three glares at her “We aren't starbucks plus being a king living in one is enough for me to not want to be a starbucks. We need something different, unique to us..” 

MG4 walks up to Three rubbing his back to help him relax, Karen walks out with the broom and gives four a look. She has seen the two interact before, it was always funny seeing the two act like some old sitcom couple fighting about the strangest things. At this moment she noticed something different, SMG4 was giving such a soft look to his boss, one she never noticed before. She lets out a soft chuckle shaking her head as she starts cleaning the mess. Three relaxes as he takes out sticky notes “Thanks..also i didn't mean to pass out on you last night wanted to apologize before the day started,” Four shakes his head “Hey from how out cold you were it seems like you pulled one from my books!” he giggles as SMG3 looks away blushing “ugh baka.”

He walks to the back thinking what he could do to save the cafe “Do something gay with what you already sell…” he looks around the room. Pride cookies felt too low, he wasn't even sure how he could turn coffee gay after all he is lucky he can make the amount he knows without breaking the machine. With that thought he makes a note to study latte art in his free time.

It was time to open the cafe, SMG4 was in charge of making the coffees to cover for Three. Sadly due to the drama over the cafe being not lgbtq friendly people didnt come in,  works for Four given he was worried about having to make coffee and deliver them. He hears the door open, he smiles and waves “Hey Melony welcome should i get your usual?” 

She gives him a sad smile “uh yeah! And can you do something for me also?”  she hands him a note, he takes it confused as he reads the front of the note ‘To SMG3’ he sighs. After everything with Zero and the god box, SMG3 distanced himself from most of the crew.  Melony was one that never gave up hope that one day Three would let go and become her friend again. “I will try Melony, I will drop it off while I get your coffee beans.”  He steps to the back room to see sticky notes balled up on the floor around the other man. 

He casually walks up to Three dropping the note then grabs the bag of coffee beans heading out as fast as he can. SMG3 picks up the note and starts to read it, annoyed he gets up and walks to the front of the cafe “MELONY!”  she stands up straight turning to give SMG3 a huge smile “SMG3! How have you been?”

SMG4, noticing the other crew members walking in, he decides to serve them to give Three and Melony space.  He hands her the note “I told you to leave me alone, all you have done is harass me over this so-called friendship we never had! All we did was draw stupid shit together, leave me alone!” Melony’s eyes start to water. “I know we were friends please i just…I'm sorry I never wanted you to get hurt.” with that she takes her coffee and leaves the cafe. 

“Your parents sure raised a good one, was it really fair to just yell at the kid like that?” Karen frowns watching Melony leave. 

SMG3 lets out a bitter laugh “If by parents you mean a stupid USB ship then yeah i sure had family show me the way…unlike him.” His eyes drift to Four laughing with Tari and Saiko. “SMG4 had everything better…school everyone loved him, he then became the best at youtube he even managed to find himself a family. I came from nothing, but I grew into someone and I'm getting better day by day.”

He was going to walk away but was surprised to be stopped by Karen gently grabbing his arm. “You lived your life alone…i'm sorry for that but if i learn anything raising my kids is being able to see lost children. Right now you're lost, you don't have to listen to me but just think, is pushing folks away because you fear loss really worth being alone again?” 

With that she lets him go and returns to her station looking done with everything, he looks down thinking over her words. He pushed everyone away but SMG4 given the man doesn't know when to quit, otherwise Karen wasn't wrong he has slowly been putting himself in the isolated box he was in at the start. He walks to the back room and takes out his journal gently touching it “If you cant express your emotions through words you draw…right melony?” ripping a page from his journal he starts to draw. 

Four waves goodbye to his friends, the day has been extremely slow due to lack of customers. He was getting worried over how Three will take it if can't figure out how to save the cafe, he decides to try to come up with ideas but no matter how hard he thought he only ended up drawing memes that made him laugh.  SMG3 walks out from the back room with a huge smile “I GOT IT!” 

SMG4 jumps up in excitement “You have an idea how to show our pride?” 

Three nods, throwing a pin at Four, he catches it and his eyes light up.  In his hand was a pin in the shape of a bomb with the bisexual flag colors on it “Whoa these look amazing Three!” the man chuckles “I know! The idea came to me when I was uh…working on something personal. The two I have are prototypes I'm going to take to my people to make more! We show those pain in the ass HR our pride and make money, these bad boys five dollars want extra cost extra!” 

Four runs up to three and hugs him “This is great!” Three blushes as he slowly slips out of the hug and takes the pin from Four. He never would have pictured drawing an apology to Melony would help him find his own pride, he stares at the pin and chuckles to himself he was coloring in the drawing when he notices the colors he tested looked like a pride flag and went off from there. Never would he imagine that even after all this time Melony still can inspire him, he puts the pins in the box ready to make these pins a reality. 

“Time to get these bad boys out before HR arrives tomorrow, later losers!” He leaves the cafe determined to save not only his cafe but his lost friendships. SMG4 watches the man leave and softly smiles to himself “To think I was worried today would be awkward…but we didn't even talk.” Why did that bother him? He sighs confused by these strange emotions, shaking off the strange need for SMG3 company he finishes his chores in the cafe not noticing Karen was studying his every move. 

[cherizzx]

Pretty girl

Tsubaki x Black Reader ( we a girly girl now!)

F/c= Favorite Color

f/ch= favorite character

s/s= shoe size

" She's a lovely girl, I wish she would see it though."

' Tsubaki, she honestly the prettiest girl I've ever seen! I mean look at how stunning she is! She has pretty hair, cute outfits, and she has the patience of God she's like Anna Hathway! But she never sees it...'

I think this as I boredly stare at the board, Steins trying to dissect some bird again and Maka trying to stop him? I dunno I just twirl my hair and daydream when Patty taps my shoulder.

" Hm? Oh, hey patty girl" I smiled at her.

"Hiiii! Me and Liz, Tsubaki, and Maka was thinking of going to the shops after classes today and I want YOU to come!" She's like honestly like a mind reader or somethings because, I was going to go to like the thrift or the shoe store because I literally have nothing to wear!

" Omg! I legit love you, I'll go! When we leaving" I open my phone and try to set alarm because Death knows I can't keep up with the time when I'm going somewhere. Patty sends me the time and where to me and we talk about random things like does Lord Death know how to do cartwheels, can aliens turn into objects, do animals try to put on clothes? Ok Soul looked at us weird when he heard me say I thought animal testing was animals rating products...

*After Classes, around 2:45 and We in our room in a choas*

" I SWEAR I HATE FASHION SOMETIMES!"

I scream into my pillows, like nothings ever goes right!? I have a denim skirt that I thrifted, and I wanted to pair that with this white halter top but, it dirty and I can't wear it again because I stupidly spilled like red sauce on it! Which is confusing because it's not ketchup so what is it? I dunno so, I try a pink long sleeve but nooo its hotter than ever and I have nothing else to pair it with!

As I flip through the piles and piles of clothes I get a knock on my door, my meister/weapon is out for a family trip, so I answered and there goes pretty girl.

" Hey reader! wanted to come over before our hangout to see you."

Tsubaki tender smile graced her lips, and I smiled back subconsciously. I let her in and I sigh sadly.

" Tsubaki help me pleaseeee, which shirt pink halter with dark denim or yellow thank top and light blue jeans?" I switch the shirts put and down so she can see, and she takes a moment to pick.

" Pink top, it matches the jewelry you have"

" You're a genius!" I squeal and run to change clothes, thank Death I had just my locs in two ponytails (or whatever style you wanna wear). A spritz of perfume or 50 spritz and a twirl in the mirror and I walk out with a strut.

" I look fabulous, I look like coquette icon who Lana Del Ray? I see only Reader Del Slay!" I cockily strut around the room while Tsubaki chuckles and acts like a fan girl.

" Omg! Its reader!? Omg sign my shirt!" We both giggle at that and I grab my keys and we walk out my dorm, its 10 minutes before we supposed to meet up Patty and them so we just walk around campus talking about what we've been up too.

" So, your saying BlackStar had to go to the school nurse because he...fell off a building trying what now?"

" It's honestly still confusing to me" Tsubaki sighs pitifully, and I giggle at that. We walk to the entrance of the DWMA and we see Patty, Liz, and Maka waving at us. We walked down and we headed to our first store; 'Deathly Good Looks' it's like a thrift store but, no granny clothes a lot of vintage items and a bunch of items from the late 80's to mid 2000's. We walk around trying on sunglasses, hats, and purses and I move onto the back of the store looking for anything pink or f/c and fav/ch, as I looked around, I see Tsubaki looking at this dress with wonder..

" Ouu! Thats so pretty, your gonna try it on?"

" Hm, you think I should? I don't know if it'll be as cute on me"

I don't know but when she said that I almost tackled her, WHAT DOES SHE MEAN!? She could pull off a garbage bag and I'll want to wear it!

" What do you mean!? You'll look like a 90's baddie with this! especially if you wear some brown sandals, shades, and have a cute hair style you'll look better than the girl who first owned it!"

Tsubaki blushes at that and I wished I paid more attention to that though; I push her towards the dressing room and tell her to try it on; she takes a few minutes and when she comes out, I couldn't help myself.

" GOOD GOOGGLY MOOGLY WHATS ALLAT BACK THERE!"

I didn't even to say it! But the dress said her body was teaaa and the way she just walked out like she ain't all of us up?? Who does she think is?

" So, it is pretty? I like it" She asks looking in the mirror.

" I'll bite you" I say intense, and she laughed, the girls came over and complemented the dress on her and she changed back; we paid for our items and headed to the shoe store, since the kishin was released we've all had no late-night curfews unless you had a mission or a kishin was around, so we headed to the shoe store quick.

At the store I think I was in heaven honestly from platforms, pumps, flats this store would be bankrupt without me like I'm single handily an unofficial official owner! We look around and I show Maka some sandals that would match this dress she wore to the death anniversary, I saw some Bebe slippers and I went to see what size they we're a perfect s/s! I put them in a mini basket they have and look for more shoes today wasn't that good a lot of sneakers which I should've got if the sandals weren't telling me to buy them! Liz and Patty had like 50 carts of shoes and Tsubaki had a few items, we paid for those items after telling the twins when are they going to wear 'stripper heels'? And we headed to a nice diner close to the school.

We ordered our food I got a tiny burger and fries (if tiny means a sonic burger with a side of large fries and a triple Oreo fudge milkshake then yea girl...tiny) and we sat down and talked and gossiped about the boys, what drama was around, and stuff we've been doing. As we talked and ate, I kept staring at Tsubaki...omg that's sounds so creepy I gotta fid away with words, or is it thoughts since I'm not speaking? I don't know point still stands! But she's so pretty it's hard not too! She caught me a few times and blushed this time I saw and it's so cute I wanna bite her but, that'll be weird.

When we were done, we headed back to the dorms and said our byes, me and Tsubaki headed to her dorm since we were only one level down.

" Hey.. so, a saw you staring at me at the diner, I just wanted to see if you was ok?" ...' I'm not a spy, I'm not smooth, how could she see me I thought my side-eye was perfect! Omg she probably thinks I'm creepy and is gonna hate me!' The thoughts ran quick through my head as I awkwardly smiled and chuckled.

"Oh that! oh it was um..."

" Was what you said at the shop earlier true? Am I pretty?"

I was confused until I thought back to my she's so pretty rant...If I said it out loud then she heard which means she think I like her and I do and she's like me back now we-

" Your speaking out loud again reader"

oH...That's amazing thank youu!

" Oh..act like you've never heard that I'm sorry if it made you uncomfortable! bUT-"

" I like you too reader...a lot actually

" You saying i'm bad? Ok girl thank you!" I say now giggling and twirling my hair, see I knew I gotta all the girls like I'm Nick Cannon with this!

Tsubaki goes on to tell me she didn't think she was as pretty as I made her to but, it broke my poor heart because she so gorgues!

" Tsubaki girl, I can't lie good, nor I can't say if someone is ugly or beautiful because I have my flaws but you! Your like so pretty it hurts! I look at you and your aura and the way you act entranced me, the way you care for your friends all the time you're so tender it makes me blush anytime you have a concern over me! If you don't feel beautiful then I don't know what I am!"

Tsubaki stares at e during my rant with wide eyes and when I was done a tear fell down as she hugged me tight..

" Thank you..Thank you so thinking that reader..."

I hold her and tell it it's all true, we walk to her dorm and she stops.

' So, are we a thing now? It's fine if-"

" So we married now?" we said at the same time, we both laughed at that.

" So..we girlfriends?

" Yea! I guess so!" I said all giggly now, Tsubaki smiled at me and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek as a bye.

" Bye Sweets see you in class"

" Bye bye Prety girl!" I said walking away with a wave.

Pretty girl, My pretty girl

A.N: (I finished! OMG THIS THE CUTEST THING I'VE EVER THOUGHT OF! Like y'all don't know how Patty and her was my soul eater crushes before anyyyy one! But let me know if you like this and I can write more for her because she so bad!

[final-girl96]

Firefly Chapter Fifty-Five

Flashback

“Raaa!”

Ellie's eyes flew open, “Ah!” She threw someone onto the floor and took the switchblade from underneath my pillow. She was prepared to fight for my life until I realized it was just her best friend Riley.

“Riley?” She asked, sitting up on the edge of the bed. Riley was laughing, “Ow!” She said as she slowly stood to her feet. “I landed on my hip.” Ellie stood from the bed and looked at her best friend. “What the hell? I thought I was bitten,” she said. Riley let out a chuckle, “I know. It was kind of awesome,” she told her with a smile. She paused and looked at Ellie, who still had her blade trained on her. “Well, you're not gonna kill me, are you?”

Ellie rolled her eyes and put the blade away, ”I haven’t seen you in. I don’t even know how long,” she told her girl in front of her. Riley sighed, “Forty-five days. Well, forty-six... technically. Wanna know what I've been up to?” She asked. Ellie was a little angry at her best friend for leaving her here, at the FEDRA school, or as she liked to call it, the orphanage for unwanted children, “All this time... I thought you were dead,” she exclaimed.

Riley softened and reached for the chain around her neck. “Yeah. Here,” she removed the pendant from her neck and passed it to Ellie. “Look.” Ellie took it and examined it. She was looking at a round pendant with the fireflies symbol on it. “No way,” she said in disbelief. Riley shrugged and looked around the room. “Still no roommate? I had to sleep under Liz for three years, and you know how much that girl smells.”

Ellie didn't answer about the roommate. Instead, she said, “You're a Firefly.” Riley pulled a picture of her and Ellie from the wall. “You still have it up,” she said softly.

Ellie came back to reality and rushed past her, opening the door, checking the hallway to make sure no one heard them. “Wha- What are you doing?” Riley asked, setting the picture down. Ellie closed the door and turned to her best friend. “I'm making sure I don’t get caught with a Firefly in my room,” she said.

Riley rolled her eyes at her, “Relax. There are no soldiers on the entire floor,” she said. Ellie gave the pendant back, “Here. Congrats,” she said, more harshly than she meant to. She was still upset with Riley for leaving. She turned away from her but Riley caught her arm, “Hey! Are we cool?” She asked.

Ellie scoffed and snatched her arm free. “Are we cool?” She said in a joking tone. Riley's eyes softened. “I disappeared and you're mad. Ellie scoffed in reply. “And... I owe you an explanation. Let's get out of here and I'll tell you all about it,” She said, hoping Ellie would agree with her.

“It's almost morning. And I have military drills. You know, where we learn how to kill Fireflies,” Ellie said, pulling away. Riley reached down and grabbed Ellie's jeans off the floor. “Put some pants on, and let's go.” Ellie caught them with a sigh. She had a battle going on in her head, but it didn't last long as she pulled her pants on. “This is so dumb,” she commented. Riley opened the window again and stepped out of it. “Come on. When have we ever gotten into trouble?”

Riley led them through the alleyways, being careful not to get caught by the FEDRA officers that were on the night watch. It was way past curfew. She led them to an old apartment building that was no longer being used because of how bad it was inside. Parts of the roof were caved in letting the elements in.

They climbed up onto an old dumpster in the back alley and crawled through a window. “That was close, huh?” Riley asked. They had almost been caught by the flood lights FEDRA used but were able to duck down just in time. “You're kinda fast there. I'm impressed,” Riley said. Ellie said thanks before following Riley up a flight of stairs. “So, how did you find them?” Ellie asked. “The Fireflies?” Riley asked. “Yeah.”

“Remember that Firefly that you bit and stole his gun?” Ellie acknowledged that she remembered him, and Riley went on to tell her how she came to be with the Fireflies. “That's Trevor. I saw him walking the street, so I tailed his ass. I followed him into this alley, and all these Fireflies ambushed me. They took me right to their hideout. To Marlene.”

They jogged down a hallway, turned, and ducked under the bored up door to an apartment. “Were you scared?” Ellie asked. Ellie decided to slow down and look around the apartment, and Riley waited until she was finished. “Terrified. I thought this time she would actually shoot me. But instead, she just says, “what took you so long?”. She was expecting me,” She answered, Ellie.

Ellie was standing at a dining room table and picked up a flier. It had a picture of Marlene on it. A front photo and her side profile, side by side.

WANTED

FOR FIREFLY AFFLICTION

At the bottom had a description of Marlene and any other criminal priors she had and cautious for what to be aware of if someone were to come across her. But at the top, someone had taken a black marker to it, writing HERO over the large red wanted for firefly affiliation.

“And she just made you a firefly?” Ellie asked, turning back around. “Something like that. That whole almost killing me thing was a test. She wanted to know I was committed.” Ellie jogged back over where Riley was and followed her into the main bedroom, or at least that's what it looked like. The ceiling was caved in exposing the apartment above. Riley and Ellie climbed up onto whatever it was that fell all the way from the roof, Ellie wasn't sure what it was. She just climbed up on top of it and to the next floor.

The room they were in had been a kids' bedroom from the look of posters on the wall. There was a giant hole in the wall that looked into the living room and kitchen area of the place. Ellie flattened her back against the wall and carefully crossed to the other side of the room. “Who do you hang out with these days?” Riley asked, climbing through the hole in the wall. “I don't know. No one really,” Ellie answered. “What about Tino and the rest of them? How are they doin’?

“Riley, those are your friends,” Ellie said, following her into the next room. “But you talk to them,” Riley told her. Ellie rolled her eyes and looked around the apartment. “Yeah. Yeah,” she mumbled. She followed Riley around the corner but came to a stop when she saw the firefly's symbol on the wall marked in red spray paint. Above it said “find the light”.

“Have you found the light yet?” Ellie said, rolling her eyes once again. “Oh, har, har.” Riley responded. “Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend your people,” Ellie said sarcastically. She turned to see Riley ducking under another hole in the wall that led to the laundry room of the apartment building. “So, what? You buy into this whole thing now?” Ellie asked, following after her. “All I know is I'm not a soldier,” Riley told her. They walked out into the hallway, and Ellie saw another sign written in black spray paint and one in red underneath it.

Don't be a sheep

WAKE UP

FEDRA SUCKS

As the two teenage girls headed up the stairs, an announcement came over the intercoms around the QZ.

Attention. We are pleased to report the zone has been free of Cordyceps infection for thirty days. Your cooperation and dutiful attention to suspicious activity…

“Thirty days, my ass. People are getting infected all the time. They just do a good job hiding it,” Riley said. They ran up the steps, took a left, and went down another hall. “You've run into more infected?” Ellie asked. “That's part of my ignition. They actually made me kill this… You know, let's talk about something else.” They went to the end of the hall and jumped through a busted out window and onto the roof tops.

[orangeinecstasy]

pool party ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ eli hewson

paring: eli x fem!oc

summary: eli reconnects with an old friend.

wc: 2k

*reblogs, notes, and feedback are greatly appreciated!!

Heat wafted in through my room's open window. It was the middle of summer, and the heat hadn't dissipated for the past few days. I was finally back home from university, but all I could do was lay in bed and feel like I would melt. A fan blew in my direction, causing the edges of the pages of the book I read to flutter gently. As I scanned the page, there was a soft knock at my door. 

"Yeah?" I bent the corner of the reading page, then shut the book. That's when Ryan, my brother, cracked the door open, slipping his head through the slit. "Hey Liz, Eli is throwing a little party later. Tonight want to come?" 

Thinking momentarily, I nod, "Yeah, that could be fun." 

"Okay, cool, I'll let him know. Just wear a bathing suit or something because we'll be using the pool." 

"Will do."

Ryan left with a nod, shutting the door behind him. I pulled a pillow behind my body, pressing my face into it and screaming.

I had been in love with Eli for what had felt like my whole life. Even if I tried to date someone, my heart always ended up going back to him. However, when I got into university, it was finally my chance to get away from him. It's not that he was this crazy horrible person. He was one of the sweetest, more caring people that I knew. But I just needed to find myself a little more. Last summer, I went to Italy and worked with a fantastic group of archeologists looking for early Roman artifacts. It was the best couple of months of my life, but because of that, I couldn't come home for a year. This meant a year away from Eli, and if I was honest with myself, I didn't know how my heart would react when I saw him tonight. 

Even though the party wasn't until later, I decided it would be a good idea if I picked out what I would wear now. Getting up, I tossed the pillow I was holding back onto the bed, then walked over to my dresser and rummaged through my bathing suits. I finally decided on a light green bikini with baby pink flower stitching across the bottoms and neckline hem. I wore one of Ryan's old band T-shirts and shorts as a cover-up. I put my long curls into a braid, deciding not to put on makeup out of pure laziness. 

A few hours later, I heard Ryan yell my name from downstairs. "Liz, if you don't get down here in the next five minutes, I'm leaving without you." I pulled my other shoe out from under my bed, slipped it on, and tied it. "Jesus, I'm coming. Just give me a sec!" I respond, grabbing my phone. I shove it in my back pocket before scanning the room to make sure I'm not forgetting anything, then running downstairs. "Is that my shirt?" Ryan said as he grabbed the car keys, his eyebrow cocking, "Oh my god, Ryan, let's fucking go!" I shove his shoulder gently, pushing him towards the door. 

Entering the backyard, I could feel the music from the speakers pulsing through the ground. My breath caught in my throat as I realized how many people there were. "I thought you said this would be a small party?" I yelled over the music at Ryan, who, as I spoke, was bending down to hear me more clearly. "That's what I was told," he shrugged, patting me on the shoulder. "I'm going to go find the guys," he said, disappearing into the swarm of people. 

"Fuck, I need a drink," I mumbled, then pushed through the crowd. As I moved through the crowd, a pair of deep brown eyes locked with mine, quickly growing wide with confusion and amazement. Eli's lips moved, but I couldn't understand what he said. My throat got dry, and I quickly looked away, pretending I didn't notice it was him. I pushed deeper into the crowd until I reached where the drinks were, rummaging through one of the coolers until I found a hard seltzer flavor I liked. Cracking it open, I took a few swigs from it before I felt a tap on my shoulder. 

My heart got tight as I turned around. Thankfully I was met with the smiling face of Anais Gallagher. "Liz! I thought that was you. It's so good to see you!" She hugged me, her cold beer can pressing against my back. "Why don't we move somewhere less crowded to talk?" Nodding, I followed her onto the patio, where only a few people were dotted around, a hot tub bubbling in one corner.

"How's Uni been treating you?" She leaned against the patio railing, taking a sip of her beer. "It's been amazing. I went to Italy last summer and love what I'm majoring in. But, honestly, it's just nice to get away from everything once in a while." I smiled a slight breeze that had picked up, tussling my curls. "That's really great to hear," Anais' smile got wider as she sat her beer can down on the railing, slipping her shirt off to reveal a pink and red patterned bikini. "Let's get in the hot tub while there's no one in it," She said, stepping into the warm bubbling water. I nod in agreement, slipping off my clothes and tossing them to the side before joining her. 

"Eli hasn't been able to shut up about you since Ryan said you were coming back home." Anais laughed, a hand pushing through her thick blond hair. "Ahh, really?" I glanced down at the top of my seltzer can before looking back at her, trying not to seem out of sorts at the mention of his name. "Ahh, sorry, love, did I hit a hard spot?" Her head tilted slightly, hadn't reached out, and gently touched my arm for comfort. "Hmm? No, don't worry about it." I smile, trying to convince myself what I said was true. 

Anais and I chatted for a while, the two of us catching up and laughing over old shared memories. Though it was nice, some of me just needed to get away for a bit. "Hey, I'm going to go for a smoke. I'll be right back," I said, setting down my empty can. "Do what you got to do!" She smiled, lifting her fresh can of beer to me as I exited the hot tub. 

I dried myself off with my t-shirt as best as possible before entering the house again. The crowd had grown in size, which made shoving through it even more difficult. I quickly climbed the stairs and entered the first room I could manage to get to. I shut the door behind me, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath. Once my eyes opened again, I realized that I had managed to end up in Eli's room. 

Though the room was dim, the only light coming from the party outside was just the same as I had last seen it. Clean, with posters, hung on the walls, guitars hung on the wall or resting on a stand, with boxes of records set next to an old record player. Bookshelves stuffed to the brim with literature, photos, and knickknacks. As I walked around the room, my feet pressed against the cold wooden floor, a picture on his dresser caught my eye. I picked it up and realized it was a picture of Eli and me together. It was during a trip that we had gone on together one summer. We stood there, the beach behind us, his arm wrapped around my waist as he looked down at me with a big smile. My hair was in a braid, and I had an equally as large smile on my face. The sundress I was wearing was paused in motion, presumably being swept up in the wind. 

I smiled, setting the picture back down, that's when the room filled with the light from the hallway, and I heard an all too familiar voice. "What are you doing in here?" Eli's silky voice cut into the silence of the room. I turned, my lower back pressed up against the dresser. "Sorry, I," I clear my throat, trying not to stumble through my words. "I just need to get away for a second." My arms wrapped around my bare midriff as I found the courage to look at him.

He was so beautiful. Plump lips, stubble, and those eyes always twinkled no matter how low the light was.

"Liz," he shut the door, then flicked on the lamp closest to him. "I didn't know it was you," his hand rubbed his nape as he made it over to the side of the room that I was on. "You look gorgeous," he smiled, his eyes filled with a slight sadness. "Thanks," I smiled weakly, trying to make this interaction as quick as possible. 

He had reached out but quickly dropped his hand to his side. "I missed you so much. It feels like it's been forever since I've last seen you," I nod, looking down as my eyes tear up. Soon enough, tears started to stream down my face. My hand quickly reached up, pushing them away, but it was useless. "Hey, hey, hey, you're okay," Eli's arms wrapped around me, pulling me close to his bare chest, a hand gently stroking my hair. "Look at me Liz," his voice was a gentle whisper. My crying had somewhat subsided, only a few loose tears slipping down my cheeks which Eli wiped away as I looked up at him.

"I'm sorry. I'm a mess. I didn't want it to be like this," I laugh, using the back of my hand to wipe under my eyes. "Like what?" his eyebrow cocks in confusion. "Like this! Me sobbing in your arms and you being you're perfect fucking self and making me fall in love with you all over again" The tension between us grows thick as I realize what I had just said. 

"Eli I-" my word are interrupted as Eli presses his lips to mine. I couldn't help but kiss back, my body melting into his effortlessly. "Liz, I've been in love with you for as long as I can remember," Eli's words were slightly muffled as he pulled away to speak, breath slightly heavy. I laugh, my hands cupping his face. "We're so fucking stupid," I roll my eyes playfully, pulling him back into the kiss. The two of us fall back onto the bed, Eli's scent consuming me as the kiss continues to deepen. 

My breath was heavy as Eli's lips moved down to my jaw, then my neck, leaving a trail of marks along my freckled skin. My hands were tangled in his curls, my body arching against him. He paused, dark eyes looking up at me. "Can I?" his eye's flashed down to my bathing suit top, then back at me. I nod, and he leans up, kissing me again as his hands slip behind my back to undo my top. 

"Eli, lad, what the fuck are you doing?" A slightly drunk Robert says he opens the door, the two of us quickly splitting apart and rushing to opposite sides of the bed. "Shit, my bad, carry on," Rob lifts his beer, laughing as he realizes what he had walked in on before closing the door. The two of us look at each other, our faces flushed with embarrassment before bursting into laughter.

Once the laughing subsided, Eli took my hand, thumb rubbing over my knuckles. "Elizabeth, I really love you," his eyes moved from our hand to look at me. "And I never want to be away from you for this long," his grip on my hand got tighter. "I don't either," I smile gently as I lean over, kissing him. "Let's just be together already." His smile grows wider as I speak. "You read my mind," he says as he pulls me onto his lap, leaning up to kiss me once more as the two of us fall back into the sheets.

a/n: this one honestly isn't my favorite. i love eli but i felt kind of off writing this. i hope you guys still enjoyed it!!

[javaelemental]

True Detective: Night Country, Ep. 5

FINALLY. Some answers! Loved this episode! Some thoughts...

Ha, fuck you Hank. Rotten little bastard.

So the bloody ear was a misdirect. And apparently Otis was just a weird junkie. Huh. Not sure where this leaves us with the disease/microbe idea. We've still got Clark and the other scientists' weird behavior and all the affiliated oddities there, but now it looks like we're leaning a little harder towards mining company fuckery and corruption. Possibly the company unearthed something and Tsalal was helping to hide it?

I like the repurposing of the spiral here as a warning about danger and thin ice. I wonder if that'll stick though the final episode, or if they're going to change it up again? Because if they don't change it up, and Clark and Annie knew what it was and what it meant... were they branding themselves and everything around them with a well-known cultural danger symbol? Did they know the mining company was polluting worse than was known and/or had unearthed something dangerous, and they were trying to warn people?

I also like the repurposing of "Night Country" to refer to the darkness of the ice caves. Both that and the spiral symbol feel very Terry Pratchett and his dwarfs to me. Like their mine sign in Thud!

There's a whole lot to say about how all these cops, even the ones trying to do right and solve crimes, are dirty and corrupt and doing rotten shit. I don't think it would all fit into bullet points, though, but if someone's got the urge, there's a big ol' essay there, I think. Breaking out a junkie and fixing his habit so he can lead you to a crime scene, escalating to the point of a probably-justifiable shooting that now has to be cleaned up and hidden so everyone doesn't get in trouble. Navarro and/or Danvers killing Wheeler and then they have to clean that up.

It was nice to see Liz and Leah have a little moment.

Man, I loved that cover of Save Tonight at the end of the episode. Do they put out soundtracks for stuff like this? Like, can I get that cover somehow?

I'm really looking forward to the finale. I can't wait to see how this wraps up.

ETA:

OH. OH HEY. We had that flash of light on the video of Clark having his seizure, then the video cut out. What if Clark's not the murderer? What if he's on the run, and it was the mining company killing off the people at Tsalal to hide whatever they found/knew? Flash of light to cut power or something, then they charge in and start killing people, folks are panicking and run out into the cold... I think that might be a thing, guys.

[simonxriley]

WIP Wednesday Thursday

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Same thing as before, since it's the only thing I've been working on. This is also a longer snippet because it was too good to pass up 😅

She nodded her head and laughed. The annoyed part was spot on, because she was annoyed with him trying to pry into her life. “To be fair, he deserved it.”

“Why am I not surprised you already punched someone.” He scoffed. “You always chose violence first.”

Her hand gripping the fork, gripped harder, turning her knuckled white. If it wasn’t made from metal she would’ve snapped it from the force she was putting on it. She was hoping she could go the remainder of the two days she had left here, without running into her brother.

“Why the fuck do you even care, David?”

Simon looked over at her, seeing a look of anger and rage in her eyes. It made her light brown eyes become a lot darker, like nothing was there. He reached out his hand and placed it on top of hers. That seemed to have snapped her back to reality because her eyes went back to normal.

“I don’t, I just think your new squad should know exactly who you are.”

“And who am I exactly?”

“Holy shit kid, you’re still on the whole ‘your sister got reassigned to the one-four-one and not you’?” Rorke scoffed and walked over to their table. “Leave her alone or you’ll be working with another squad.”

“Yes, sir.”

Hesh left after that and she was trying to stifle a laugh. She turned her head to look over at Rorke, a small smile on her face. “Thank you for that.”

“I know that look and I didn’t want you to launch yourself over the table to pummel him.”

“You’re no fun.”

“And you’re still not fully recovered.”

She shut up after that and huffed. She just wanted to punch her brother, really hard, that was all. Nothing more.

“What did she do now?”

Liz’s arm flew up in the air as she heard Logan closing in on them. “I didn’t do anything.”

Rorke gave her a glare as he turned to look at him. “She was about to hit your brother.”

“Oh, you should’ve let her.”

“Don’t encourage her, Logan.”

“Hey, you’re lucky she hasn’t shot him yet.”

She looked over at Rorke and gestured at him. But her face was saying ‘see, it could be worse’. “He does have a point.”

He shook his head and started to walk off. “You Walker siblings are gonna be the death of me.”

They both laughed as he walked away, glancing over at Simon she could see a small smile on his face.

She turned her attention back to Simon, softly sighing. “I should thank you as well. If you didn’t touch my hand things would’ve escalated.”

“Only here to help, love!”

The smile on her face faded when she realized that her breakfast became cold. She was looking forward to having some bacon as well, but now it was ruined because of her brother. He just had to open his mouth. Though she could learn how to keep her anger in check.

“Oh, can we not tell the Captain about this? Please.”

“Your secret's safe with me.” Simon laughed, taking a sip of his coffee after. “Besides it’s not like you did anything, just exchanged words.”

“Yeah, good point.” She grabbed the cup of fruit she had and popped a strawberry into her mouth as Logan sat down next to her. “Though it would be funny to see the look on the Captain’s face if you did tell him.”

“He’d probably just roll his eyes and sigh heavily or he might give you some kind of punishment.”

She just nodded her head, getting some kind of punishment was something she was very used to. Well, in the sexual manner that is. If it was work related Rorke would always give her a warning, that was about it.

“What’s the worst he could do?” asked Logan

“Hmm.” Simon went quiet for a moment, thinking of the answer to his question. “I don’t know, he’s never really had to punish people before.”

Logan turned his attention back to his sister who was in the middle of chewing on a strawberry. “Well, then apologize for me for having to deal with my sister.”

“Hey.”

“She’s not that bad.”

“That’s because she’s still in that awkward stage, once that wears off then you’ll see.”

Liz was staring daggers at Logan, if looks could kill he’d be dead ten times over. “I.Will.Murder.You.”

“You keep saying that, but you never do.”

“Shut up.” She chuckled. “You’re not the brother I want to murder.”

“You know murdering people is bad, Liz.” said Simon “We don’t do that.”

“I know.” she mumbled. “Can I imagine myself doing it?”

“As long as you don’t actually do it, I don’t care.”

“Yes, sir.” She chuckled. “So, what do you guys have going on today?”

[fandomgirlz01]

Hey. I’m Right Here

Chris Evans x Reader

Imagine on my fandom instagram?: No

Prompt?: No

Request?: No

Requested prompt?: No

Edited: Yes

Word count: 5,099

Ko-fi

Masterlist

Warnings here

You can listen to the story be read out loud here.

Post Date: December 22nd, 2022

Post Time: 11:03 pm

Summary:  Chris is a nervous person and sometimes Scarlet or Elisabeth let him just draw on their arms to help calm him down, but neither of them will be at this interview. He gets too nervous to ask his girlfriend, even though she’ll be sitting right next to him. But how does he feel when she just gives him her arm and a smile? Does the reader take care of her boyfriend well?

PSA: I am trying a new style of writing so please bare with me here. I’d love to know which style you guys love more. My first style that I’ve been currently working on or this one with the you added in? I’ll stick with whatever style you guys like, I just thought it’d be fun for you guys and myself to switch it up a bit, to try something new for a while. Plus I feel it’s giving me a new writing outlook and definitely stretching my mind a little more. Like I feel it’s only helpful for me to experiment with it and try all kinds of new styles rather then stick with one ya know what I mean? I think I’m just making my own mind more broad to the point where I’m pushing myself to try new things.

Please refrain from stealing our work, thank you and please enjoy!!

Third Person Pov:

Chris takes a deep breath as the makeup team that’s assigned to him makes sure the last minute look is done. He realizes at that moment that neither Liz nor Scarlet would be at this interview with him. It’s been years since he’s done one without them around, and for some reason that only makes him more nervous. 

“Hi baby,” you say as you come up behind him. 

“Hi honey,” he replies back to his girlfriend of three, almost four, years. 

“Baby, are you ok? You're shaking,” you ask, putting a hand on his bicep and he quickly nods. 

“Y…y…yeah. I’m fine,” he stutters out and that’s how you immediately know something is up. 

“Babe? Are you sure? You’re stuttering,” you point out with raised eyebrows and he only nods again. 

“Just a little nervous, that’s all,” he finally relents in telling you. 

“Awe, baby. It’s ok to be nervous. I’d be worried if you weren’t nervous. I’m sure you’ll be fine out there,” you softly promise him as you give him a side hug. 

“Hey. Don’t be messing yourself up yet,” your hairdresser and stylist Erica tells you as she swats at your hands. 

“Ok. Sorry, mom!” you joke with a giggle, holding your hands up in dramatic surrender and a smile when Chris laughs lightly. 

“She’s right, man! You’ll be fine. Plus your girlfriend here will be right next to you most of the time,” Ryan chimes in as he comes up beside you out of nowhere, making you jump. 

“Oops, I’m sorry,” he apologizes after realizing he made you jump. 

“No. No. You're ok.” You give him a smile and a slight nod. 

“See. Honey, you'll be fine. It’s just your anxiety making it seem worse, babe,” you tell Chris with a grin and he nods, reaching his hand out for you to grab. 

“First, we’d like to introduce Mr. Ryan Gosling himself!” The announcer yells out, making Ryan give a look to you and Chris before he takes his first step up the stairs to the stage. 

“Thank you! Thank you. It’s so good to be here with you all today,” You hear Ryan speak out to the crowd through his mic. 

“Alrighty, you're done, miss y/n. I don’t mean to toot my own horn or anything, but you look very pretty,” Erica tells you, making you grin as you feel the heat of a blush creep up your neck. 

“Thank you very much, Erica, but it’s all you,” you play off her words and she waves you off with her hand as well as a light scoff. 

“Oh! You flatter me. It’s definitely not all me. You have great looks, even without the makeup,” she promises you and you shake your head with a giggle. 

“Well thank you, Erica,” you sincerely add on and she smiles at you as she gives your hand a squeeze. 

“Anytime. I’ll see you later for that other interview,” she tells you and you grin at her whilst nodding. 

“See you then,” you agree with her before grabbing onto her hand again as she goes to walk away. 

“Erica, wait. Did you put what I asked you to in the pocket of my romper?” you whisper to her and she grins, nodding. 

“Yes, I did. They’re on your right hand side,” she tells you and you grin at her. 

“Thank you, Erica,” you say with a nod as you squeeze her hand one last time before letting go. 

“You're very welcome, miss y/n,” she replies to you with a grin just before she leaves. 

“She’s right, ya know?” Chris suddenly chimes. 

“Right about what?” you ask him as you turn your neck to look at him again and he grins as he saunters up to you. 

“That you’re beautiful. You're the most beautiful person here, baby,” he coos with a soft smile and you look away back to the stage as you feel another blush creeping up your neck. 

“Thank you, honey,” you reply and he smiles a cheeky smile as he pulls your back to his chest, holding onto you for a moment. 

“Do we have to go out there?” he asks you, making you giggle before turning in his arms. 

“Sorry babe, but yes. Yes, you do. In the end you’ll be fine though. I’ll be with you the whole time,” you promise as you rub his forearms lightly. 

“And next we have the very beautiful and talented Y/n Braxton!!!” The announcer yells out and you take a deep breath before Chris is letting you go to walk up the steps to the stage. 

You turn before stepping up onto the stage and the crowd goes wild as you walk over to your chair, waving before sitting down next to Ryan. You smile out at the crowd cheering before you and wait for them all to calm down before speaking. 

“Thank you for that sweet introduction, Nathan. I’m very glad to be here with you all,” you speak into your mic as you look out over the crowd. 

“Next we have the very gentle, sweet man you all know and love as Steve Rogers, a.k.a Captain America… Mr. Chris Evans himself!” The announcer says and Chris walks out. 

Chris has a tight-lipped smile on his face as he waves to the fans, before walking over and sitting down next to you. You smile at him and he puts a hand on your thigh underneath the table. You smile softly at him as you grab his hand and give it a squeeze. 

“Thank you all for the warm welcome! As y/n said, I’m very glad to be here with you all,” Chris speaks into his mic and you feel his finger twitch ever so slightly. 

You squeeze his hand exceptionally softly and he squeezes yours back. He seems to relax immensely for the time being. 

“Ok. Should we start off with questions?” Nathan the announcer asks and all three of you nod at him. 

“Ok. So I think we’re just going to start off with the questions I have for you guys, then let fans and press ask some,” Nathan explains and you, Chris and Ryan all nod. 

“Ok. I have about five to ten questions here. First one is for Chris. So this is your second time playing a villain, right?” Nathan asks him and Chris nods. 

“Yeah. It is,” Chris replies in agreement and Nathen nods. 

“Well, which do you like playing more? The hero or the villain?” Nathan inquires and chuckles when Chris takes a moment to think about it. 

“Well to tell you the truth, being the hero has been a majority of my career and being the villain is very fun, but I still think I prefer the hero. I just don’t really like being too mean,” Chris admits and the whole room chuckles, but you feel him start to fidget again. 

“I mean, that makes a lot of sense actually. You just seem like a very gentle person. I feel like everyone was a little confused when you played Ransom,” Nathan agrees with him and you nod along to that while rubbing his hand under the table. 

“I mean I can definitely play the meaner parts, it’s just weird when you’ve been one of the good guys for so many years,” Chris explains with a shrug and Nathan chuckles lightly. 

“I could see it. Y/n, any thoughts on your boyfriend’s second bad guy character?” Nathan asks you and you smile. 

“Actually, I think it’s refreshing because now people get to see the extent of his talent. I will admit that I fell for him as Captain America, because I’ve always had a thing for good natured boys, especially Cap. Even from a young age, I loved Cap in the comics,” you explain as you squeeze his hand again. When he lets go, he starts to drum his fingers against your thigh. 

“But I think he did really well with both Lloyd and Ransom. I personally didn’t like seeing him act all mean, but this time around was easy because I got to be the mean girlfriend,” you expound as you laugh lightly with the crowd and Nathan grins while nodding. 

“That actually brings me into the next question, which is for you, y/n. Can you tell us a little bit about the origins of your character and how she changes throughout the movie?” Nathan asks, making you grin while nodding. 

“I can’t tell you much before the movie starts out, but she really doesn’t change much unless you count in life changing. She starts out as Lloyd’s girlfriend, who’s like his right hand person, but by the end of it she ends up his wife and I really can’t tell you how on that part,” you try to illustrate your character's story in the vaguest terms that you can. 

“Ok. Cool. I’m excited to see your character,” Nathan replies in excitement and you grin at him. 

“Thank you. I’m very excited for everyone to see it as well,” you tell him and he smiles, nodding. 

“Ok. Next question is for Ryan. This was your first movie with both y/n and Chris correct?” Nathan inquires and Ryan smiles, nodding along. 

“How was working on set with them?” Nathan questions and Ryan grins. 

“It was great. Some other actors and actresses aren’t always how they’re described, but y/n and Chris were exactly how you’d expect them to be,” Ryan explains with a grin. 

“Should we take that as a compliment or an insult?” Chris jokingly asks and you giggle when Ryan’s eyes widen. 

“A compliment. Always a compliment! All I meant was that people say you guys are the nicest and sweetest couple out there, and I totally agree with that deduction,” Ryan tries to clarify himself, making me and Chris laugh at him. 

“Thank you, Ry. That’s actually very sweet of you to say,” you assure him that you and Chris are not upset at all, making him grin as he squeezes your shoulder softly. 

“So y/n and Chris are exactly how people say they are?” Nathan queries and Ryan nods vigorously with a grin. 

“They really are!” Ryan shouts in exasperation with playful widened eyes and you giggle. 

“It’s almost unbelievable how nice they are sometimes,” Ryan playfully shouts and again the crowd laughs. 

“Like the other day on set. It was what?” Ryan starts to explain before looking at you and Chris in question. 

“It was like our second to last day filming and I woke up that day, just feeling like the absolute worst… just totally sick,” Ryan tries to describe as he gives a bunch of gestures. 

“And Eva couldn’t really make it to help me start feeling better because the kids had school and everything. So who comes in to check on me first after hearing about it?” Ryan asks, pausing as he looks at Nathan for an answer, but he just shrugs. 

“Chris was the first one. He came in asking me how I was feeling and all that stuff. Then his girlfriend comes knocking on the door just a few minutes after him and he lets her in,” Ryan continues to recount the story, making you and Chris chuckle. 

“And she walks in with all kinds of bags. Only for me to find out that they’d gotten me all the essentials for when you're sick. Including chicken soup! Like not many other co-stars of mine come and bring me stuff when I'm sick, ya know? Cause they don’t wanna get sick either,” Ryan explains and Nathan nods along to the story with a grin. 

“It was crazy to me that they even did that, but then they stayed for a while and kept me company till I got tired, leaving to let me rest. The next morning they came back to check on me. All without fear of getting sick,” Ryan finishes the story and the crowd coos at the story. 

“Wow. So you guys really are how people say you are then,” Nathan comments and Ryan nods his head in confirmation. 

“Really. The nicest couple I’ve met and I’ve been around for quite some time now,” Ryan jokes, making the crowd laugh. 

“We just wanted to make sure he was back to 100%. We became quick friends so it was easy to want to help him when he needed it,” you comment with a light shrug like it was nothing. 

“See what I mean?! They just do nice things just to do it! There’s not many out there like that anymore,” Ryan exclaims, making both you and Chris smile. 

“Ok. I have another question for you, Ryan. Was there anything new you had to do on this set?” Nathan asks and Ryan playfully rolls his eyes. 

“Oh! Have you been asked this question before?” Nathan jokingly queries with a chuckle when Ryan nods. 

“Yeah, but I don’t mind answering again. You know the fight choreography, that was the new stuff for me. I mean I’ve had fight scenes in movies before, but like, this is a whole film with it in it,” Ryan tries to clarify and I nod along. 

“The fight scenes were mostly all new for me too. I’ve only ever done a few fight scenes as Starling in the Avengers franchise. I’ve never done a full movie either, so this was a whole new experience,” you chime in.

“Right?!” Ryan says as he excitedly points at you and you nod, giggling lightly. 

“And as I’ve said in another interview, it’s so very easy to, you know, to get your right and your left confused and like, that definitely makes a big difference to the person you’re performing it with,” Ryan rants and you smile, nodding in agreement. 

“Oh! It’s so easy. I’m still sorry about that one hit,” you apologize to Ryan with a giggle. 

“I’ve already told you, I get why it happened,” Ryan tells you with a roll of his eyes. 

“What happened?” Nathan asks with wide eyes. 

“Well… I was supposed to go right and punch as he hit from the left, but we both ended up going to the left and I ended up giving him a little bit of a real black eye…” you explain and giggle when Nathan’s eyes widen. 

“So when I have that one black eye in the movie… it’s real. A lot of people suspected it when they saw the movie, even though we tried to cover it up,” Ryan informs with a chuckle. 

“Well at least you weren’t alone in having problems with the new choreography,” Nathan jokingly points out and Ryan nods while crossing his arms. 

“I’m glad to know I wasn’t the only one,” Ryan agrees with a nod and a smile at you. 

“Ok. Well I have one last question for y/n. This was your first real villain you played in a movie, right?” Nathan asks you and you nod as Chris seems to get more fidgety again, letting go of your hand to drum on your thigh once more. 

“Yeah, but I had a wonderful coach to teach me the ropes of going from a good character to bad,” you answer and look at Chris to make it known he's who you're talking about. 

“I will admit, I agree with him that it was hard to branch out and play a bad guy after being solely a good guy for so long, but in the end I had fun and Chris was super helpful in my switching over from good to bad,” you continue to explain with a smile as Chris seems to start to blush a bit. 

“The hardest part though of such a drastic change I think is that as you film, you're constantly wondering what the fans will think. Will they like it? Will I get hate for it or possibly even be told I’m a bad actress?” You list off all the questions you remember that at one point had gone through your head. 

“You ask yourself a lot of those questions because you’re so focused that the fans will hate or love you as this. Ya know? Because they only see you as that one thing, so you really start to think hard on how things will go,” you finish explaining with a shrug and Nathan nods along the whole time. 

“I mean, that totally makes sense. The fans are definitely a driving force for this industry so it makes sense you’d want them impressed,” Nathan agrees with you as you smile and nod. 

“Oh, most definitely,” you animatedly agree with him. 

“Ok. That was my last question, so I guess it’s open mic for the press and fans. I mean, if you guys are ready,” Nathan announces as he looks at you, Chris, and Ryan. 

“I’m good for it,” Ryan chimes in as he looks at you and Chris. 

“I’m up for it,” you agree with a smile while nodding. 

“Me too,” Chris agrees, but he lets go of your hand and sits back. 

“Ok. We’ll have to wait while Jake gets the mic ready and finds someone to give it to,” Nathan informs you and the guys. 

You all nod and you try to keep your smile on, but all you want to do is frown at the loss of contact from your boyfriend. He crosses his arms before lifting a hand to run it over his coming beard. He scratches at his cheek before folding his arms back together as his leg now starts to bounce. 

You watch from the corner of your eye as he seems to only get more and more anxious as you watch Jake get the mic. Jake looks around for someone to give it to and he picks someone. He goes over to hand it to two giddy looking girls. 

Chris’s leg only starts to bounce more and the more he does it, the more you worry. Like a lightbulb going off over your head, you get an idea. You reach into your pocket and find the small little bic arm art pens that you had Erica put in your pocket. 

With a small smirk, you pull them out and hand them to Chris. He unfolds one of his arms to grab the pens from you before giving you a confused look. You smile softly at him before holding your arm out and he still looks confused. 

“They’re arm art pens, hon. Go ahead and draw on my arm. Scar told me it calms you. To tell you the truth, I love these pens myself, use them all the time to draw on myself or other human canvases,” you explain as you lean over to him and slowly he grins. 

“I love you. You know that?” he asks you quietly and you giggle. 

“You tell me just about every ten minutes, babe. So yes, I know it, but hey. I’m right here,” you joke with him before sincerely patting his leg, making him chuckle in disbelief. 

He lets out a puff of air, shaking his head as he sets half of the art pens on the table before he uncaps one. He grabs your arm and leans forward to the table. He holds onto your arm as he starts to draw on it with a soft smile on his lips now. 

You smile softly as he draws on your arm before turning to the crowd again. You continue to smile as the two giddy girls stand up and hold the mic. 

“Omg, hi. Umm, our question is for Chris…” the girls trail off and he pauses his drawing to look up at them. 

“I’m all ears,” he promises them and he keeps eye contact with them, making them giggle. 

“When are you going to propose to Starling, hmm?” They ask him and he pauses again as you freeze, wondering what he’ll say. 

“That’s for me to know and nobody else,” Chris replies with a coy smile as well as a wink at them, making you giggle. 

“Ok. I guess that’s that. Any more questions?” Nathan asks the girls and they shake their heads no as Chris goes back to his drawing now, seemingly not anxious at all. 

“Alrighty then Jake, can you find us another person with a question please?” Nathan inquires to Jake who nods, grabbing the mic from the girls. 

Jake stands and looks around before finding what appears to be a couple. The woman smiles as she takes the mic from Jake. 

“Hi. Huge fan of you all. Y/n, can I ask out of all your characters, which was your favorite and why?” The girl asks and I smile as she looks at the guy next to her. 

“Wow! That’s an amazing question," you say and think for a minute. "Umm, I’d have to say Jenna was my favorite. She sticks with Frank for like the whole movie. She’s his shoulder to lean on and she just is super helpful. Not to mention I’m a huge sucker for the fact that her and Frank’s love story is a best friends to lovers situation,” you explain with a huge grin and she smiles. 

“Is she the one you feel most connected with?” The girl questions and you nod. 

“I mean, I feel connected with her because her love story plays out mostly like mine, but no. I actually feel closer to Starling…” you clarify for her and she grins. 

“I adore Starling. I wish we could have seen more of her story. Will we?” The girl continues to ask and you shrug. 

“I’m really not at liberty to tell if we’ll see her again at all. All I can say is I really hope we do,” you inform before looking down to watch as Chris draws very intricate designs on your arm in many different colors. 

“If we ever do, where would you like to see her?” The girl inquires and you look back up at her with a smile. 

“Well, when we left off with her she was in search of Steve after he went back to Peggy. I guess I really hope she finds him and appeals to him. I mean the girl is absolutely head over heels for him, how could he not love her back?” you joke, making Chris look up at you. 

“Chris, do you see Cap loving Starling back?” The girl now queries and he doesn’t hesitate to nod. 

“Oh, most definitely. I think he’s just, ya know, stuck in the past. Can’t really differentiate from loving Peggy or Starling. The girls are two completely different people with different personalities, so I think he has issues figuring out that he’s perfect for Starling,” Chris explains and you look at him. 

“You only say that cause I’m Starling,” you joke and he shrugs. 

“I mean that’s definitely a factor here, but we’re dealing with a very complex love triangle here, dear. It also happens in the multiverse, so anything could happen,” Chris informs you and you giggle, shaking your head at him. 

“Ok. Is that all the questions you have?” Nathan asks her and she grins, nodding. 

“Ok. Thank you. Jake,” Nathan says as he nods to Jake. 

Jake gives a nod of confirmation before grabbing the mic from her. He stands straight and looks around for a moment before perking up. He walks over and points to a teenage girl. 

He walks over to her and hands her the mic. A little boy that’s definitely younger than her stands next to her, holding onto her leg. He peeks around and you wave at him, making him quickly hide again. 

“My little brother’s a little shy. He wants to know if Starling would marry him,” she asks as he peeks around her leg once again and you smile at him. 

“Unfortunately buddy, miss Starling is already taken by this guy right here,” you tell him as you jab a thumb over at Chris. 

“Yeah. Sorry little man. She’s all mine,” Chris agrees with you as he pauses his drawing again and you see the little boy smile softly as he pulls on his sister's sleeve. 

She bends down to him and he whispers something in her ear. She laughs before standing up and looking back up at Chris. She brings the mic up as the little boy hides behind her leg again before peeking out at you. 

“He says he wants to duel with you, Mr. America. Best man gets the woman,” the girl informs and Chris pretends to think about it. 

“Ok. When do you wanna have this duel, little man?” Chris asks him and his face falls to one of shock before pulling on his sister's pant leg again. 

She chuckles lightly as she bends down to him. Again he whispers into her ear and she snickers. 

“He said you already win. He’d never beat Captain America because he wouldn’t wanna hurt his favorite hero. I mean, besides Starling of course,” she informs Chris with a light smirk. 

“Awe, thanks buddy. I’ll tell you what, I’ll let you give her a kiss on the cheek. Will that be good enough?” Chris inquires with a raised eyebrow and you can’t help but grin at the cute interaction. 

The girl leans into her brother and he whispers into her ear again. She smiles and looks back up at him. 

“He says that would work,” the sister tells Chris with a smile. 

“Great, come on up here, buddy,” Chris says, waving a hand at him before he caps the pen he was using and gets up from his seat. 

He walks over to the side of the small stage as the girl hands Jake the mic and walks over with her brother on her hip. Chris reaches down and she hands him up to him. Chris quickly grabs him and puts him on his hip before walking back around the small table to get to you. 

Chris sets him down on the chair and you lean over as the cute little boy leans down to your cheek. He gives it a sweet, gentle little kiss and the crowd all coos as he stands back up. You smile and look up at him from your chair. 

“Thank you for the kiss. It was very nice,” you tell him and smile when he grins. 

“You're welcome,” he replies, making you smile even more. 

He turns around and lifts his arms up for Chris. Chris picks him up and pats him on the back before handing him back to his big sister. 

“Thank you for that. You really made his day, maybe even the rest of his year,” she informs Chris and he grins before waving at the little boy. 

“Bye, buddy,” Chris says with a small smile as the little boy breaks out into another grin. 

“Bye, Mr. America!” The little boy shouts with a huge smile as his sister starts walking back to their seats. 

Chris comes back and sits next to you. He grabs one of the pens as he sits down and starts to draw on your arm again. You all get asked more questions for another hour and by now your arm is mostly filled with intricate designs all around it. 

“Alright. I believe that concludes our panel. Do you guys have anything you want to finish with?” Nathan asks as he looks at you and the guys. 

“I don’t. How about you guys?” Ryan questions as he leans forward a bit to look at you and Chris. 

You look at Chris and he shrugs. You turn back and smile at Nathan. 

“I don’t believe we have anything,” you inform him and he nods, smiling. 

“Ok. Well that concludes today’s panel. We hope you all had a great time and got to ask all your questions. We also hope the cast had a good time up here with you all,” Nathan informs the crowd and you smile. 

“I know I had a wonderful time,” you speak up when Nathan prompts for one of you to. 

“I had a great time as well,” Ryan agrees with a nod and smile. 

“Yeah. Had a awesome time. Glad we could all be here,” Chris chimes in with his agreement and you giggle lightly, making Chris give you a look of confusion. 

“I’ll tell you later,” you whisper to him as you lean over slightly so he can hear you. 

“If you didn’t get a chance to ask, you can also ask at the small meet and greet that’s after this. The stars will be out in the lobby to interact with you after taking a short break,” Nathan tells the crowd as you, Ryan and Chris all start to stand. 

Once fully standing, Chris gets led to the side first and you follow as you wave to the crowd. Ryan follows after you and Chris turns to you after going down the stairs himself. He holds a hand out and up towards you, making you giggle. 

“Milady. Can I help you down the stairs?” Chris asks in a funny posh accent, making you giggle and grin. 

“Why of course you can, kind sir,” you joke back as you place your hand in his. 

He chuckles, shaking his head before helping you down and keeping a hold of your hand. Together you walk over to the small couch and sit down. Ryan comes over and sits across from you guys. 

“You guys rest up, you have about five to ten minutes before going into the hall,” Nathan tells you guys with a smile before he opens his water. 

“Gladly,” Chris agrees as he pulls you into his side and you nuzzle into him. 

“It’s been one crazy morning, huh?” Ryan questions as he leans back into the chair. 

“That it has been,” you agree with a soft smile. 

It’s only a little while later that you all have to get up and head into the hallway. You then spend a few hours with fans in the hall answering more questions and smiling for photos. Chris seems in his element and it makes you smile that he’s not as anxious as he was. 

“Hey. I’m always right here,” you mouth when you catch Chris looking at you and he smiles. 

“I love you,”  he mouths back with a smile before you both turn back to the fans. 

The End…

As of right now there is no tag list for Chris, but if any of you would like us to make one we totally can. For now we have decided just to see if any of you like this one.

[trashyswitch]

A Tickly Christmas Tradition

William comes home from work, to the house completely empty. Where is everyone? Suddenly, William's captured and...Tickled?! What in the world is going on?!

For a little christmas treat, I made a FNAF game fanfic. This prompt was actually an idea in a discord server that I was in last year. It was a funny idea brought up by @anxious-lee-ler...back in 2022. Specifically Dec. 14, 2022. Sorry it took forever for this one to be made. But despite that, I hope you enjoy! Merry Christmas Eve!

“Guys! I’m home!” William yelled as he put his bag down at the door. He took off his jacket and his work shoes, before walking past the living room into the kitchen. He looked around the house, and noticed that the house was practically empty. “...Hello?” He looked in the kitchen some more, and checked the bathroom. “Hellooooo?” He called. 

He walked up the stairs to the bedrooms, wondering if anybody was napping, or playing in their room. But when he looked in the kids’ rooms, he found them messy, but completely empty. He looked in the room he shared with his wife, and found it was vacant as well. Weird…

He went down the stairs, and called for them one more time. “Hellooooo?” He yelled. “MICHAEL? ELIZABETH?! CHRIS?!” He called. But he stopped as he stood in the middle of the kitchen. He couldn’t find his family anywhere! And it made no sense! Their second car was here! How could the car be here, but his family be completely gone?!

Suddenly, someone grabbed him underneath the arms and pulled him away. 

“AH! LET ME GO!” William shouted. Someone else wrapped a tie around his eyes and upper nose. “HEY-” he reacted, trying to remove the eye cover. But as he struggled strong and hard within the arms of the stranger, William felt someone…tickling his sides and ribs?! “ST-STOHOP- WHOHO IHIHIS THIHIHIHIS!?” he asked, trying to feel around for anyone who might’ve been standing there nearby. He could quickly tell that the tickling fingers were small, nimble fingers…almost from a little kid!

“Don’t worry, Dad. It’s us.” Michael told him, poking his fingers in his belly button.  

He could feel his fears slowly diminishing. Though he was thankful this was his family, he was still left incredibly confused by their actions. Why was someone tickling him?! Who was holding onto him? And WHY?! Suddenly, his legs were picked up by someone. “Whahait- Whahahat ahare yohohohou dohohohoihihing?” William asked, waving his hands around. 

“Taking you to the living room.” His wife told him. “We’re creating a new Christmas tradition that I think you’ll love too.” She told him. 

“Whahahat ihihis ihihihit?” William asked. 

“You’ll find out in a few minutes.” Elizabeth told her father before grabbing the lights from the decoration bin. 

William felt as his body was wrapped in rope that sounded suspiciously like Christmas lights. His gelled hair was ruined with what felt like a Santa hat followed by a…headband??? And weirdly enough, his shirt was unbuttoned followed by his socks being taken off. 

The confusion that filled Afton’s mind was overwhelming. NOW what was his family up to?! Why were they tying him up?! Why was he wearing a Christmas hat?! And how was a Christmas tradition that involved him being tied up, supposed to be fun for him?! 

“Not close to his face, Chris.” Mrs. Afton told someone. 

He could feel something being sprinkled onto him. He couldn’t for the life of him, figure out what it was! It felt strange on his belly. Whatever it was, it sounded like it came out of a pepper shaker of some sort. Were they dumping sprinkles onto him?! No, wait…sprinkles would be slightly heavier than this. This stuff felt completely weightless. What is it?! 

“Okay. Take off the blindfold, Liz.” His wife said. 

Elizabeth nodded and removed it from his face. “There!” 

William squeezed his eyes shut as the bright light filled his eyes. Squinting, he looked in front of him, and found his 4 members of his family standing in his field of vision and stretching their arms out excitedly. 

“SURPRISE!” They all said in unison to William. 

William widened his eyes and looked down at his body. Right away, he got all his answers. He was right! He really WAS wrapped in Christmas lights! And he did have a Santa hat, with a headband! Only…this headband had a yellow, glittery star hanging down in front of his face. And if there weren’t lights covering his shirt and pants, then there was most definitely glitter. Wait…the sprinkly things he felt were glitter?! A bit of yellow glitter that came from the felt star on his head, and bright green glitter absolutely everywhere else. 

William was mortified. “What in the- Why is there so much glitter?!” William asked, more shocked than angry by this point. 

Elizabeth giggled as she held 5 empty glitter bottles in her hands. “Oh…No reason, papa.” Elizabeth said with a shit-eating grin on her face. William groaned in annoyance. Elizabeth only ever called him ‘papa’ when she was in a mischievous mood. Who the heck thought it would be a good idea to give Elizabeth the glitter?! 

And then to make matters worse, Chris was giggling right beside him and STILL shaking the rest of the green glitter onto his lower leg. 

“Okay, okay…I think it’s empty, Chris.” Mrs. Afton told her youngest. 

Chris nodded and pulled the other empty glitter bottles out of his pockets. Chris had 5 glitter bottles as well! His two youngest children had managed to use 10 separate 16 oz. bottles of glitter on their father!! 

That was- like- 20 cups of glitter!!

“Oh……my god…” William muttered aloud. 

Elizabeth giggled. “Did we overdo it?” She asked. 

Michael laughed. “Nope. In my opinion, he needs more.” Michael joked, pulling yet ANOTHER 16 oz. glitter bottle of his own out of his pocket. 

“NO-” Mrs. Afton took Michael’s bottle. “10 full bottles is plenty enough.” She said, placing it aside. 

William looked at the glitter, and blew a puff of air…and the extra layers of glitter blew with the air, over to his crazy family! Mrs. Afton and Elizabeth squealed and covered up their faces to prevent themselves from getting covered. Chris opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue to catch the glitter on his tongue like they were snowflakes, while Michael closed his brother’s mouth and gave him a stern look. “Don’t eat the glitter.” He ordered his brother. 

“You are all gonna clean this whole mess afterwards. And I am NOT. HELPING.” William warned, shooting his wife a hairy eyeball expression. 

Mrs. Afton was unphased by his threatening look. She was almost awaiting the look, just so she could say her wonderful comeback. “Oh, don’t worry. We’ll clean it up while watching the video recordings of you laughing your head off on the TV.” his wife told him, hinting at his demise. 

Laughing his head off- What?! 

“What do you mean ‘laughing your-’?!” William widened his eyes as he saw their youngest child, holding feathers in his hand. William widened his eyes and quickly remembered that his shirt was unbuttoned. “...Oh no…” he muttered. He quickly remembered that his socks were off too! “OH NO!” He curled his toes, suddenly fearful. 

“Now do you understand what we’re cooking?” Mrs. Afton asked with a smirk. 

William stuttered in shock for a second, before narrowing his eyes at his wife and kids. “Don’t you dare…Don’t you ffffff-” He quickly changed his word. “-Ffffffreaking dare…” He warned. 

“Ooooh, you’re lucky.” Mrs. Afton reacted, before bringing her fingers closer to his belly. “Cause if you swore…we would’ve made sure you REALLY regretted it.” She told him. 

William yelped and wiggled around, trying to get his belly away from her fingers. “D-Don’t! Why are you doing this?!” He asked, a small wobbly smile building on his face. 

“Because it’s fun!” She told him before touching his belly. Just her little nails’ touch was enough to make the hairs on his arms stand on edge. “Plus, I know you’re gonna like this~” She told him, before dancing her fingers all over his belly. 

William jumped and winced, trying not to laugh right away. If they were going to make him laugh, he was going to make it a challenge. His family was going to have to work hard to get him to laugh like they want. If they were planning on playing games with him, he was going to play too. 

“Ooooh, holding out on us?” His wife asked before looking at Michael. “Get your hands ready. We might need you to help break your father’s walls down.” She told her eldest son. 

Michael nodded his head and readied his fingers on his upper ribs. “Ready, Mom.” Michael replied. 

“You’re not gonna go for his armpits?” She asked. 

“Nah. His armpits kinda stink.” Michael replied rather bluntly with a chuckle, waving his hand close to his nose for extra humorous effect. 

“Sh-Shutup!” William spat through his teeth. 

She laughed at her kid’s bluntness. “It’s not gonna get any better, Michael.” She teased playfully to her son. “But, you do whatever you want.” She said, before winking at him.

Michael smirked at the wink. That was his cue to start. “Yeah. I will.” He replied proudly, before  immediately starting to skitter and scratch at his father’s upper-to-middle ribs. 

“NonONO-” William squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head as the biggest wobbly smile they had ever seen on the father and husband had filled his face. He was visibly straining to not laugh. Apparently, it wasn’t just his armpits and belly that were ticklish. It actually looked like his upper ribs were just as bad, if not more ticklish than his armpits! And it appeared that Michael knew this all too well. 

“I wanna tickle his stinky feet!” Elizabeth teased as she ran up and picked up her Dad’s foot. 

“NO! Leavemyfeeheetalooone!” He grunted and protested through his teeth. 

Mrs. Afton laughed. “Sure, go ahead!” She replied. “Hey Chris?” She said, looking over at her youngest. “You sure you don’t want to join?” She asked. “You can prop up the camera and join in, if you want.” She encouraged him. 

But Chris shook his head and walked the camera closer to his Dad. “Mhm! I’m recording Daddy’s girl laugh!” He told his Mom. 

She laughed at her youngest’s reply. “Just keep the camera steady, alright?” She told him. 

“Yup!” He replied, popping the P. 

William could feel his lungs starting to fail him a lot faster than he was expecting. He knew growing older usually affected one's body…but his lungs too!? What a terrible time to figure this out! 

Soon, little titters and hisses started to exit through his wobbly grin. Mrs. Afton lit up upon hearing that. “We’re close! Liz, go for his toes!” She told her daughter. 

Elizabeth quickly separated the big toe and 2nd toe, before sliding the feather back and forth in between his toes. “Coochy coochy coo, Daddy!” She declared. 

William finally broke out in strong, high-pitched laughter. His laughter was so unlike his body frame! And his family was well aware of this fact. “BWAHAHAHAHA! AAAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOHOP!” He pleaded. 

“Okay, stop!” She ordered her tickling kids. Michael and Elizabeth removed their hands from their respective spots, while Mrs. Afton did the same thing. No one was tickling him, yet his laughter was still quite heavy and strong. But just as fast as it broke out, the laughter seemed to calm down into giggles, before turning into breathlessness mixed with chuckles. 

“Yohohou guhuhuys…” He muttered a little bit. 

“Okay…” Mrs. Afton made a signal…and with this signal, came an eruption of squeals and laughter. 

“eeEEHEEK! WAHAIT- NOHoho! Lihihiz!” William yelled and laughed. 

Elizabeth smiled and opened his toes with her index and middle finger, before fluttering the feather very gently into his toe crevice. “Tickle tickle!” She teased. 

“How did you learn to do that?” Mrs. Afton asked her daughter. 

“Michael! He taught me!” Liz told her Mom. 

Michael chuckled awkwardly. “Well…I may have tried it on her a few times…” He admitted. 

“I see~” She replied. “And where did you learn it, Michael?” She asked next. 

“.....Dad.” Michael replied with a laugh. 

Mrs. Afton bursted out in laughter. “Is that so?!” She reacted. “Having any regrets yet, Will?” She asked her husband. 

William nodded his head “YEHEhehehes!” He replied. 

“Alright. Liz, let’s give your brother a turn to tickle.” She told Elizabeth.

Elizabeth nodded her head and removed the feather, earning her a high-pitched squeak. 

William’s eyes widened the moment the feather flew out of his toes. It tickled SO MUCH MORE than Liz’s see-sawing EVER did! “eEEHEEK!” He went limp in the chair. “Ohoh gohosh…” He muttered, shaking his head.

Michael skittered his fingers on his ribs. “Tell me, Dad:” He started tickling in between the ribs for a bit. “How bad does this tickle?” Michael asked. 

William jumped and snorted, leaning his head back and giggling in a somewhat girly way. “EEheeheeheehee! Prehehehetty bahahad!” William admitted. 

“Okay…” He quickly switched to tickling each and every individual rib. “What about this? Is this better? Or worse?” Michael asked curiously.

William gasped and cackled, shaking his head left and right and throwing the bouncing felt star all over the place. “aAAHAHAHA! NOHOT THAT! IHIHIT’S WOHOHORRRSE!” He shouted. 

“Oh god!” Michael reacted. “It’s really that bad?!” He asked, tickling the individual middle ribs.  

“YEHESYESYEHEHEHESS! PLEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOHOP!” William pleaded. 

“Alright, alright.” Michael switched to tickling between the middle ribs once more. “I’ll do this instead.” He told him. 

William snorted and started giggling in the high-pitched voice all over again. “Ohohohokahahay, thahahahanks.” William told him. 

“Would it be too much for you if I joined back in?” Mrs. Afton asked. 

William shook his head. “Nohoho, ihihit wohouldn’t nohohohow.” He replied. 

Mrs. Afton smiled and started gently tickling the soft of his small beer belly. “I’ll be gentle.” She told him. 

William jumped and sunk his stomach in slightly, but to no avail. Not only did sinking in his stomach fail as a preventive strategy, but it also ruined his ability to breathe. So he breathed in as much as he could, before falling into an endless stream of high-pitched giggles. 

“Thihihihihis ihihihihis weheheird.” William told him. 

“Oh, hush your mouth and laugh, our 6ft Tickle Tree.” She teased. 

“Wh-Whahahat?!” William asked. 

“There’s a reason you’re covered in green glitter.” Mrs. Afton explained. “Can you tell him why?” She asked Chris and Elizabeth. 

“We wanted you to look like a christmas tree!” Chris told his father. 

“That’s why you’re also covered in Christmas lights with a star on your head.” Elizabeth told him. 

“HAhahahaha- Whahahahat?!” He reacted, unsure how else to react to this information. 

Michael chuckled. “I didn’t want to join in originally…” Michael looked at his Mom. “But then Mom mentioned ‘tickling’, and I quickly changed my mind.” Michael admitted bluntly. 

Mrs. Afton smirked. “Trying to throw your own mother under the bus, I see?” She asked. 

“What?! No!” Michael put his right hand up. “Honest!” He pointed his index finger at his Mom. “But I may be throwing myself under the bus.” Michael admitted. 

“Alright, alright.” Mrs. Afton replied, double-checking to make sure Chris and the recorder were doing okay. 

“Wait…How does the song ‘Oh Christmas Tree’ go again?” Michael asked. 

Elizabeth's eyes brightened. “Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, how lovely are your branches!” She declared, saying the lyrics instead of singing it.

“You’re very close. It’s ‘How lovely are ‘thy’ branches’.” Mrs. Afton corrected. 

“Okay. So…what if we sang ‘oh christmas tree’, but we changed the word ‘branches’ to ‘laughter’?” Michael asked. 

Elizabeth gasped. “YEAH!” She shouted excitedly, stopping her tickle attack. “🎵Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, how lovely are thy laughter!🎵” She sang. 

Michael hummed. “I think ‘your laughter’ would sound better in this situation.” He admitted. 

“I think I have to agree with you, Michael.” Mrs. Afton replied. 

“🎵Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, how lovely are your laughter🎵” Mrs. Afton sang. 

The kids joined in with their mother. “🎵Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, how lovely are your laughter🎵” 

Mrs. Afton continued the song. “🎵Your precious giggles fill the air, and warm our hearts with tender care,🎵” She sang in her gorgeous singing voice. 

“🎵Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, how lovely are your laughter🎵” The kids sang. 

Michael stopped his tickling and sang the next verse. “🎵Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, of all the laughs most joyful. Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, of all the laughs most joyful🎵” Michael sang. 

“Not bad!” Mrs. Afton reacted. “🎵Each year you bring us delight, with every shining grin so bright,🎵” She sang. “🎵Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, of all the laughs most joyful🎵” She finished. 

“My turn, My turn!” Elizabeth declared. “🎵Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, we learn from all your gigglees. Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, we learn from all your gigglees🎵” She sang. 

The other Aftons bursted out laughing. Did Elizabeth just come up with a word to make the verse work?! 

“🎵Your high-pitched squeals of festive cheer, give hope and happiness all year,🎵” She sang. “🎵Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree-🎵 

They all sang together. “🎵We learn from all your giggleeeees.🎵” They all sang. 

William chuckled and nodded his head with a smile. “I would clap, but…My hands are kinda tied.” He told them. 

Everyone burst out laughing at this. Mrs. Afton walked up and unplugged the Christmas lights. “Let’s get this off you.” She said, removing the Christmas lights from around him. 

“Thank you, love.” William said, leaning in for a kiss. She wiped a few green glitter pieces from his mouth and kissed his lips. 

“Eugh…Gross…” Michael muttered aloud. 

“Awwwww!” Elizabeth reacted, holding her hand on her chest. 

Chris giggled, zooming in on his Mom and Dad’s kiss. 

“🎵I saw Mommy kiss the tickle tree, underneath the christmas star last night🎵” Chris started singing. 

Mrs. Afton and William both broke their kiss and looked at Chris, laughing at Chris’s lyrics. 

“🎵She didn’t see me creep, down the stairs to have a peek,🎵” Elizabeth sang. 

“🎵She thought that I was tucked up in my bedroom, fast asleep🎵” Michael sang. 

“He wasn’t!” Chris declared. “🎵I saw mommy kiss the tickle tree, Every little giggle filled the night!🎵” Chris sang. 

“🎵Oh what a laugh it would’ve been-🎵” Liz sang. 

“🎵If Daddy had only seen-🎵” Michael sang. 

Everyone, even William, joined in together for the last part. “🎵Mommy kiss the tickle tree last niiiiight!🎵” 

[lizzieislife94x]

Long Distance (e.o)

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Lizzie x Fem Reader

GirlxGirl 

Y/ns POV:

I wash up my plate as I watch my phone like an excited child its 6:30pm meaning my girlfriend will be calling any minute its 10pm where she is at the moment on location, I dry my dish as I wait for the call after 5 minutes my phone rings with the facetime call. 

Me: babyyy I've missed you so much.

Lizzie: I've missed you too, how was your day today baby. 

Me: it was great work was chill I hung out with one of my new co workers Jane she's awesome.

I say with a smile as I look at lizzie her smile doesn't seem proper maybe I'm over thinking 

Lizzie: that's good did you eat.

Me: yeah I just had dinner just finished 15 minutes ago, how is work going liz.

Lizzie: ugh good yeah just really tired I wish I was with you though. 

Me: yeah me too me too.

After an hour on the phone we hang up and I have a huge smile on my face lizzie said she's coming to visit next week she has 2 weeks off and I couldn't be more excited about it I decided to go for a shower then bed and fall asleep with a huge smile on my face.

 4 days later:

"So you have any plans for this weekend y/n" I look up from my food and smile sweetly "actually I don't do you wanna do something" I ask Jane as she grins "yessss lets go dancing and let loose" she says excitedly as I giggle "ok so tomorrow night I'll meet you at the club?" I say and nods "yes definitely " we continue to eat our lunch as my phone rings I look and notice lizzies name causing me to smile "Jane ill be right back I have to take this my girlfriend is calling" I stand up and walk away to answer.

Me: Hey baby is everything ok 

Lizzie: yeah I just missed your voice babygirl how is work. 

Me: yeah we're on lunch just now I'm going to the club tomorrow night with JaneAll I hear is silence for bit

Me: lizzie are you there liz baby

Lizzie: yeah sorry I'm here thats great as long as you have fun princess 

Me: oh you no I will but hey I can't wait to see you on Monday I'm counting down the hours

Lizzie: me to princess I can't wait to just chill with you go out and most importantly have you in my arms. 

Me: oh god me to baby I can't wait shit hey baby I gotta go I gotta get back to work ill text you later have fun filming. 

With that I quickly hang up and rush back up to the office and get back towork after a few hours it's home time I quickly head home and throw myself on the couch oh jeez its been a long day I decided to just have grilled cheese for dinner I can't be bothered cooking once I eat I head up to my room and throw myself onto the bed and open tik tok must have fell asleep though because I'm being woke up to the sound of my alarm I roll over and groan getting up to shower and brush my teeth I get dressed for work and head to my car. 

Me: Good morning baby I hope you have a great day still counting the hours down till your here but I'm heading to work so I'll text you again later

I put my phone down and drive to work as I pull up my phone beeps causing me to smile when I see her name on my phone 

 Lizzie♥️: Good morning princess I hope you have a great day at work and don't get to drunk tonight ill text you later beautiful 

I smile and walk into the building to get my work done at lunch Jane comes running over to me "dude you still on for tonight" she says excited "yeah of course haha I'm looking forward to it ill meet you at the club at 8" she jumps up and down a little making me laugh.

after a long day its finally time to head home I need to go and pick an outfit. 

2 hours later: 

I finish putting the last touches to my make up and admire myself in the mirror I do look pretty hot if I do say so myself I went with tight black dress and black heels decided light make up and curly hair I grab my phone and take a full body picture and decide to send it to lizzie. 

Me:*1 image attached* baby do I look ok

Not even a minute later my phone dings

Lizzie: Wow wow wow you look fucking sexy baby not gonna lie I'm hella jealous right now if anyone looks at you a little to long punch them in the face for me babygirl😳

I giggle at her text blushing slightly

Me: Baby no one's going to look at me and even if they did let them I have the best girlfriend in the world I don't need nor want anyone else but you your eyes and your staring are the only ones that matter to me 

I spray some perfume and head out getting into my car and driving towards the club after 20 minutes I arrive right on time I park up and head to the front of club and see Jane "wow you look amazing" she says as we hug and head inside. 

4 hours later:

"Oh my gosh that was so fun I yell to Jane" she nods and agrees we head outside and I call an uber "I haven't been out in a while and I had so much fun thank you Jane" she looks at me and smiles "same thanks for coming with me" we part ways heading into our own ubers after 20 minutes and a stop to Mcdonalds I'm home I decided to drunken facetime my girlfriend while I munched my Mcdonalds we spend roughly 2 hours on facetime before I passed out 

 Time skip to Monday

Work was boring today maybe its because lizzie gets here in the next hour and I'm counting down I get to finish in 10 minutes so I can pick her up once I finish I practically run to my car and head towards the airport my excitement rushing through my veins after 15 minutes I arrived at the airport I get out and stand against my car patiently waiting after a few minutes I spot her walking towards me with a huge smile I jump up and down and run towards her screaming with excitement as I jump into her arms she catches me and we both squeal in joy holding eachother tight "I missed you so fucking much" i mumble into her neck as she holds me tighter "I missed you to princess" we stood holding eachother for 10 minutes before I took her bag and put it in the trunk then opened her door for her "thank you baby" she smiles fuck I've missed her smile so much Irun to my side and start to drive to my house her hand automatically rests on my thigh making my thoughts run wild I haven't seen her in 6 months so its been 6 months of no action I pull into my drive and get out running round to open her door "there you go baby" she giggles and smiles as we walk inside she plops down on the couch and I follow instantly cuddling upto her "fuck I've missed you" I mumble but loud enough for her to hear"I've missed you too beautiful" she says as she plays with my hair I Bury my face in her chest and bask in the feeling of being in her arms and her playing with my hair I let out a content sigh this is perfect.

AN: ok this is gonna be a 2 parter I didn't think it would be this long but this part is basically just leading up to them being together again part 2 will have the action if it sucks I'm sorry lmao hope your all good and stay hydrated people I feel like I've not wrote in months

[imogenkol]

and/or 89. A softly exhaled, “I don’t think I can ever get enough of you.”  + jayde/nadya <33

Ahhh thank you Liz!!! 💕💕💕

NSFW (18+) under the cut!

words: 1.5k

warnings: light fingering, interrupted sex (nobody gets to finish sorry :/), frisky full moon werewolf behavior and a human that is really into it

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Jayde delicately traced every contour on the back of Nadya’s hand in an almost ritualistic way, as if in quiet reverence. Nadya watched as the shadows of her fingers — softly illuminated by the campfire — danced across her skin. The simple motions had her just as transfixed and left her feeling utterly content. Her body leaned into Jayde’s as she rested her head on her shoulder. Nadya couldn’t be sure which offered more warmth, Jayde or the fire. 

Silver moonlight was mostly drowned out by the flames before them, but she could tell that the wolf under Jayde’s began to stir under the full moon. Any minute, it would demand to be set free. For now, they just enjoyed a bit of calm in their humble camp, basking in each other while the night was still young. 

Jayde suddenly tensed and took in a deep breath, then reached for her backpack. Nadya glanced over and saw her pull out a small flask from one of the pockets, flicking the cap open and taking a generous swig of whatever was in it. Based on her girlfriend’s tastes, she guessed whiskey. 

Jayde caught her looking. The werewolf’s dark human eyes reflected the firelight knowingly. “It helps with the aches. Loosens the muscles a bit.” 

Nadya tilted her head in curiosity. “Really?”

“When I haven’t shifted in a while, my muscles tighten up. Especially around the full moon. Fucking sucks.” She took another sip and put the flask down. “I don’t drink too much, though. Being wasted on a full moon is a bad trip.”

“Spoken from experience?”

Jayde shrugged and stared at the fire. 

“Hey, I’m not judging. All of your bones break, why wouldn’t you wanna be a little numb?” 

“Quite a few werewolves do it, especially ones who’ve been turned,” Jayde admitted. “Makes it easier, but it’s dangerous.”

Nadya nodded. “Just like with humans. You know how many people wind up in the ER on full moon nights, specifically? Everyone gets a little weird around this time.” 

“You sayin’ a werewolf transformation is just ‘getting a little weird’?” Jayde asked with a crooked grin. 

A soft laugh shook her shoulders. “I’m saying that you turning into a wolf is only, like, the fourth weirdest thing I’ve seen on a full moon.”

“Well now I feel a little less special,” the blonde joked. 

“Don’t worry, your party trick is still the coolest,” Nadya assured with a light bump of her shoulder. 

Jayde chuckled for a moment before she quietly groaned and rolled her head from side to side like it might be kinked. A grimace twisted her features, but she shook it off and eyed the flask again. After a moment of contemplation, she glanced over at the human beside her. 

“You know what helps more than whiskey?” she asked with a slight edge in her voice. 

Nadya knew that tone all too well. She threw Jayde a look and cocked an eyebrow playfully. “I’m pretty sure I have an idea.”

In the blink of an eye, Jayde put the human on her back and settled herself on top of her. A padded outdoor blanket softened her impact with the solid earth, but she barely would have noticed it anyway. Nadya’s smile only grew into a wide grin when she saw her girlfriend's midnight irises shimmer to the same color as the flames just a few feet away. 

Nadya didn’t waste a second. She ran her fingers through blonde tangles to cup the back of Jayde’s neck and pull her down. Jayde kissed her with a hungered fervor, her passion always becoming more fierce under the influence of the full moon. It was hard to keep up with sometimes, but Nadya always felt eager to respond with equal intensity. 

The most fascinating part for her was that even her mundane senses picked up on the beginning stages of the shift. Jayde’s muscles twitched under Nadya’s wandering hands – her skin becoming alight with invisible flames that blanketed her with comforting heat. An inhuman growl rumbled softly in her chest like distant thunder. It rose steadily up her throat and into Nadya’s mouth as she parted her lips to deepen the kiss. Her body rocked down against her with an almost primal insistence and Nadya wrapped her legs around her hips to encourage it. 

She loved every bit of it. She loved her. 

Then Jayde broke away, allowing both of them the momentary relief of uneven breaths, and laid hot kisses along the elegant column of her throat. Nadya tilted my head aside to expose her neck even more to her, relishing the feeling of her teeth scraping against the heavy drum of her pulse. 

She couldn’t explain the uniquely intoxicating rush she got from the gentle nips on her skin. Perhaps it was the little voice at the back of her mind — that of a prey animal who desperately yelled at her not to let a werewolf’s teeth anywhere near her vulnerable jugular, but Nadya only felt amusement at the instinct. Jayde would never be a threat to her under any circumstance — a certainty she felt as deeply as her love for her. The simple fact that she set her teeth on her skin with the barest amount of pressure proved that. 

Jayde undid her shirt one button at a time, trailing open-mouthed kisses down each inch of freshly exposed skin. Nadya couldn’t stop her pleasured sigh from turning into a whimper even if she wanted to. The sound made Jayde inhale sharply as her whole body froze for a moment. A shaky exhale graced Nadya’s neck and Jayde kissed underneath her jaw before leaning up to gaze down at her. 

“I should go,” she mumbled and started to push herself up

“Wait, don’t pull away,” Nadya begged, holding onto her and caressing her cheek. “Not yet.”

After another beat of hesitation, Jayde satisfied her plea and kissed her again. She tried to adopt a more reserved pace, but the way their lips indulged in the softest of strokes started to build the both of them up again. 

An ache pulsed warm below Nadya’s stomach, causing her to be more assertive. She knew Jayde could sense it — that the simple scent of her arousal would be enough to draw her in completely. She still had to tease her and took Jayde’s bottom lip between her teeth, giving it a light tug before letting it go. 

“God…” Jayde sighed against her mouth and reached between them to undo the button of her jeans. “I don’t think I can ever get enough of you.”

Nadya smiled briefly into their kisses and moved her hands to Jayde’s lower back, working them underneath her shirt. Her palms glided up the curve of her body, feeling her muscles contract and her skin burn hotter.

The thrill grew even more intense once Jayde plunged her hand down the front of her pants. A high-pitched gasp escaped Nadya’s throat as pleasure ignited between her legs at the touch of Jayde’s dexterous fingers. Nadya kissed her harder, greeting her love’s tongue with her own and enjoying the lingering taste of barrel aged whiskey. 

At the back of her mind, she knew a clock ticked. It never took long for Nadya to reach fulfillment, but even the expert tempo Jayde set felt too slow and not nearly drawn out enough at the same time. Nadya wanted to let herself go and be completely lost in the sensations, not rush or be too vigilant. Yet the pleasure she felt was just the perfect amount of addicting and satisfying to allow things to play out. 

A sudden jolt forced Jayde to break away and grunt in pain. Nadya gasped for an entirely different reason when she actually felt a bone pop out of place in her spine. Jayde continued to groan, burying her face in the crook of Nadya’s shoulder and neck while she regained control of herself. With a bit of a writhing struggle, the misbehaving vertebrae got coerced back into its original position. Jayde relaxed on top of her and let out a few relieved breaths.

Nadya gave her a soothing caress. “Are you alright?” 

Her pants turned into amused chuckles. “That was close.” 

“I’m sorry,” Nadya said regretfully as her breathing also leveled out. Guilt made her cheeks flush just as hot as Jayde’s skin. “I’ve kept you too long.” 

“If I had it my way…” Jayde trailed off as her bright, glittering golden eyes did a slow, hungry sweep of the human beneath her. “You don’t know how fucking badly I want you right now.” 

The unsatisfied ache between Nadya’s legs agreed with that passionate sentiment, but she gently pushed the wolf away. “I’ll make it up to you in the morning.” 

Jayde gave her one last chaste kiss before she stood up. “Don’t go taking care of your own needs without me.” 

Nadya laughed as she laid back on the blanket all hot and bothered, staring up at the stars. “Challenge accepted.”

[olsenmyolsen]

How The World Works

Part 4 of On The Inside With Elizabeth Olsen

Word Count: ~3.8K

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Y/N POV

I wish I could say that waking up to the sounds of giggles wouldn't be the worst thing in the world unless you're at summer camp, or if you're like me, you wake up with the worst headache. I don't remember how much I drank, but I regret it.

I struggle to force my eyes open, but once I do, I find Liz sitting upright, looking at her phone next to me. Wait, why is she next to me? Didn't I fall asleep on the couch? Without moving my body, I move my eyes around the room. The room is a very minimalist style that I don't mind. It's cute. But I'm not too fond of the natural lighting that is seeping its way into this room. I turn to look at Liz.

How can someone look so good in the morning? All she is wearing is a big oversized t-shirt; from what I can see, the rest of her body is covered by the giant white comforter that blankets us. Wait. We're in bed together! Oh shit. Wait, what am I wearing? I look down at myself. A big oversized t-shirt and I can feel shorts on myself. I don't remember putting these on.

Her giggle breaks me out of my quiet panic state. I watch as her ringless fingers begin typing away on her phone before being hit with a sudden rush of last night.

Liz places her finger on my lips, silencing me before dragging me to bed.

"Hey, you're awake!" I look up at the forest eyes that are melting me. "Oh, shit, did I wake you?" Worry runs across those same eyes.

"No," I say in a raspy voice. I clear my throat and try again. "No."

"Okay, good. Can I show you something?" I nod. Liz dips down towards me and shows me a picture of me sleeping in her photos. "This picture is so funny. Look at how grumpy you look! I saved this as your contact photo. Sorry, not sorry." Liz laughs, and I can't help but laugh with her. I sit up, and I don't know what comes over me, but I can't stop myself from tucking her hair behind her ears—rubbing her face in the process. She looks over at me. Our eyes lock.

"So now you want to be cute and sweet, huh?" Liz's questions confuses me? I tilt my head. "Was I not last night?" Liz smiles; turning her back to me, she pulls down her shirt showing off her neck and shoulders. "Oh my gosh."  She shows me red marks along her collarbone and back.

"Oh fuck, Y/N!" Liz moans into her pillow as I bite down on her back, leaving another hickey. My left-hand grabs her hair tightly as my right runs over her stomach.

Liz pulls her shirt back up and faces me. "Don't worry. I loved it." She scooches closer to me and intertwines one of her hands with mine. "I wouldn't have let it happen if I didn't want it. Okay, Y/N?" I shake my head at her. "Okay." Liz lets go of me and gets up from the bed. Oh, look, she is wearing shorts! I can't tell whether I'm annoyed or relieved. I should be annoyed, right? "Time for breakfast!" I go to help Liz, but she intercepts me and softly pushes me onto the bed, stopping me. I laugh at how cute she is being. "Oh no, you don't! I'm making breakfast for you! Waffles or pancakes? There's only one correct choice Y/N!"

"Okay, Liz." She watches me with glee as I get myself comfortable in what I assume is her bed. I make a thinking face just for Liz even though I know the answer. "Waffles." I confidently state.

Liz gives a big ole smile. "Correct, you are! I was worried I would have to kick you to the curb!" Liz begins getting off the bed, heading towards the door.

"I don't know, Liz. We had a good time last night, so I don't think you're getting rid of me anytime soon."

Liz turns her head towards me as she opens the door. "You're right. I don't plan on it, Y/N." She winks and rushes out of the room, shutting the door behind her. I throw my head back onto the headboard behind me. A smile still drawn on my face. From the bedroom door, I hear the muffled beginning of Rhiannon by Fleetwood Mac. I don't know how long Liz will be, so I take the time to check my social media and text Max, letting her know that I'm alive.

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After a while scrolling through my different social media proves to be a task. Old high school friends are getting engaged. Vacation photos. Boring things. Who cares. Yuck. Twitter doesn't help one second; its Memes, then the next; it's an announcement about some new movie I know I'm not gonna watch. As last ditch effort, I check the news section. Top one of the day.

ELIZABETH OLSEN LEAVES NY RESTAURANT WITH MYSTERIOUS WOMAN DAYS AFTER LEAVING SET OF THE DOCTOR...

This chick just can't seem to get out of the news, huh? I hope she's doing well. I don't bother looking at the attached photos because that's not my business.

I hear the music outside the door stop. I go to sit up, but I'm in a silly, goofy mood, so I throw my phone back down and cuddle into the bed, pretending to be asleep. I hear the bedroom door open from my fake slumber, and Liz walk in. "Okay, Coffee Girl, I really ho-." She must've noticed. "Y/N?" I hear her set down the tray of food? "Y/N?" She asks in a much quieter voice. I listen to her walk toward me.

"Hey, Y/N?" She sits beside me, leans down, and rubs my cheek with her thumb. Fuck, it takes everything in me not to react. "I didn't realize how tired you still were. Well, whenever you wake up, I have some very yummy waffles and fresh fruit for you to eat up. Also, I don't know how you take your coffee yet, so I just grabbed you a cup of OJ. I hope that's okay." She stands back up and walks over to the other side of the room. I hear some shuffling, so maybe she's getting dressed?

My plan was to scare her but hearing her be sweet stopped me. Before this gets weirder or awkward, I pretend to shuffle awake again. "Liz?" I ask in the fakest sleepy voice I can manage. She instantly comes running out of her bathroom. She's wearing a white shirt with green overalls. How does she do it?! She looks stunning for such a casual fit. "Y/N! Nice to see you awake again, sleepy head!" She means it. Liz grabs the tray and brings it to me. "Sorry I took so long with breakfast. I wasn't exactly sure-" I cut her off. "Liz. I'll eat whatever you made me. You have an 'I know what I'm doing vibe' going on, so I trust you." I give her a supporting smile.

Liz places the tray in front of me before backing away, watching me as I look the food over. What the hell was she worried about? It looks so incredible. "Are these fresh blueberries?" Liz nods. "I picked them myself." My mouth drops. "You have a garden here?" Liz nods again. "When we're done, I can show you around the apartment since you didn't get a good look last night."

Liz and I break through her apartment door. Her legs hooked around my waist as I push Liz up against the nearest wall attacking her neck.

"I'd love that."

"But first, eat up, Coffee Girl!"

"Yes, Miss!" I pick up a forkful of waffle as Liz watches with incredible intensity. As the waffle is about to enter my mouth, I stop. "Is it too late to get pancakes?" "Y/N, I swear to God!" Liz groans. "Okay, I guess these waffles will do." I wink and take a bite. Okay. Wow! This seals the deal. Liz is the most excellent waffle maker in history! "Liz." I dramatically place the fork down. "This is the best waffle I've ever had."

"Are you joking? Please tell me if you are." Liz's puppy dog eyes almost breaks my heart. "Awww, come here." I pat the spot next to me. Liz obeys and pops a squat next to me. I pull her into me. "Liz... Last Name, I can assure you this is hands down the best waffle I've ever taken a single bite of." I can feel Liz roll her eyes and chuckle.

Liz POV

I chuckle to stall. Don't get me wrong, Y/N is funny, kind, and caring. But it's clear she doesn't remember me telling her my last name was, in fact, not Olsen.

I drop the second empty bottle of red onto the table, laughing at a story Y/N tells me about her one-day stint at a marketing company. "Okay, my turn!" Y/N claps her hands together and looks at me with such intensity. "So I know your name is Liz." I nod. "You're 32. You have two sisters and a brother?" "Three sisters and two brothers." I correct her. "Wow. I could barely handle it being my mom and I. Okay, you're so gorgeous because you're a model, right?" Y/N is right. I did tell her that's what I do. Technically I help my sisters from time to time, so that's not a lie. "Yes. I am."

"Fuck I'm having dinner with a model!" Y/N eyes go wide. I can tell it's her drunkness talking for her. "You weren't supposed to hear that, Liz." Y/N covers her face in embarrassment. I laugh, letting her know it's cute and alright. I watch as she tries to rack her brain to keep the convo going. "Is there a question you've been wanting to ask me?" Her very own question catches me off guard. I bit my lip in thought. "Y/N, is that your question?"

"Yes." Well, I know her name is Y/N Y/L/N. Her mom lives in Nashville, TN, for her job. Y/N's an only child. She has yet to mention her father. She went to Syracuse for a while before not going there anymore. That's all I know about that situation. She's single! She loves Mexican cuisine. She has zero pets. Oooooh, I know what I can ask.

"Y/N?"

"Yes, Miss?" Is that her leg brushing up against mine? "What's your favorite movie?" She goes to answer but stops. She sits back in her chair, almost looking defeated. After seconds of silence, "I don't know..." I know she doesn't know who I am but does she not watch movies? "Do- Do you not have a favorite, or do you not watch movies?"

"I don't watch movies. I watch shows like Parks and Rec and stuff." Oh wow. I mean, that's completely fine, but wow. "Not even those Marvel blockbuster ones?" She shakes her head no. "But Max does! She has been trying to get me to watch them for years now." That will be a fun bridge when we get to it. "Okay, what about something like... Gone with the Wind?" She looks confused. "That ancient movie?" Oh boy Y/N is lucky she's bringing me so much comfort and joy. "Yes, that ancient movie! I watch it every year." "Why?" "Why not?" I shoot back, smiling. Y/N loses this argument. "Okay, your turn Coffee Girl!"

"That nickname is sticking, isn't it?" I begin pouring glasses from our third bottle that Walter, at some point, dropped off. "Yes, it is Y/N. Yes, it is."

"Liz, what's your last name?"

So now I either tell her the truth or delay once again.

"Chase." I instantly feel a mix of guilt and regret my choice.

"What or who do you want me to chase?" Y/N responses, happy as a dog.

"No, Chase is my last name. Elizabeth Chase." I bring my eyes to meet hers, and I hope she doesn't look right through me. Y/N looks down at me and squints. "You told me this last night, didn't you?"

"Yes, I did, but that's okay." I don't know if it was a mix of my nerves or how I feel with Y/N, but the next thing I know, my lips are pushing onto hers. I pull back, watching a smile form on Y/N face. "If you wanted the waffle, you could just ask Liz." I lean myself into Y/N, kissing her again and again and again. I feel myself getting lost in this moment just as Y/N's hands find their way to the sides of my face, gently tearing herself away from me. Heavy breathing picks up the space between us. "Yes?"

A series of knocks answered before Y/N could. "I think someone's here for you." I turn my face away from Y/N, looking out into my apartment. Panic begins to rise inside of me. I feel myself slipping out of this dream life Y/N has been having with me. Did Robbie find out I'm in New York? I start fidgeting with my fingers, afraid to move. "Hey, Liz. You okay?" I look back at Y/N and her sweet face. "Yes. I'm sure it's a neighbor or someone. You stay here to finish your breakfast. I'll be right back." I kiss her forehead and leave the bedroom, closing the door behind me. I want Y/N to stay out of sight even though it's unfair, but I'm not ready for her to face whatever is behind this door.

Y/N POV

"I think someone's here for you." I watch as Liz looks out into her apartment. She won't say it, but the air in the room changed. "Hey, Liz. You okay?" I look up at her face giving her a sweet smile to let her know I'm here for her. "Yes. I'm sure it's a neighbor or someone. You stay here to finish your breakfast. I'll be right back." Liz kisses the top of my head and leaves.

For someone I just met yesterday, I feel like I've known her for years. How does she make me feel so special? Our date was perfect last night, or at least from what I remember. She is so beautiful, funny and intelligent. She went to NYU, of all places! Sure, maybe we moved quickly last night, but I needed it, and she wanted it. It can't hurt to pretend to think about a future. I find my mind becomes more full of ideas about Liz and I. Okay, Y/N, before you get too carried away, let's finish this breakfast.

Liz POV

I close the bedroom door behind me, praying it's not Robbie at the front door. Another series of knocks ring out. "Just a second." Okay, Liz, time to be a big girl. I don't bother checking the eye hole; I rush forward and open the door.

"So the rumors are real! You're really back in the city!"

"MK, what are you doing here?" How in the hell did she know I was back? Wait, rumors?

"Like I said. I had to see if the rumors were true. Also, wow, no 'Omg, MK, my favorite sister, how have you been? Sorry I've been so busy ignoring your calls and texts to let you know I'm alive?' Now scooch." MK pushes her way into my apartment, claiming a seat on the granite island, setting her purse and keys down next to her. I close the door, still in disbelief.

"You're right. I'm sorry, I've just had a lot going on. It's really good to see you." It really is. Since filming my show and movie back to back, I've missed my family so much. "So-."

"I see you made your special waffles this morning." I give her an astonished look. MK points to the mess behind her. "Oh right. Yes. I did." MK looks around the apartment, looking for something out of place. "So when did you and Robbie get back, and who's the girl?" MK is never one to shy away from the point. "Ho-Wh-" I stammer. "What girl?"

"Bitch, really? I've seen the pictures." Oh no. "What pictures?" MK tilts her head at me. She's reading my face, and she can tell I have zero idea what she is talking about. "Oh shit. You don't know? I assume your team or someone would've filled you in by now. How have you not seen them?" I'm starting to get worried. "MK. Pictures. Now." MK immediately pulls out her phone and shows me an article:

ELIZABETH OLSEN LEAVES NY RESTAURANT WITH MYSTERIOUS WOMAN DAYS AFTER LEAVING SET OF THE DOCTOR...

I grab the phone from her and scroll down. Yep there they are—the pictures. Y/N and I are holding hands and laughing while getting into a car. Thankfully she's wearing my sunglasses. So it will be more challenging for people to know who my Coffee Girl is. Did I say "my"?

"I texted it to you, but now I know you didn't see it. So once again, Lizzie, who is she? Wait, Liz, did you and Robbie finally get a third? Oh my God, is that who you made breakfast for? You're out here being Miss little housewife while they're in-"

"You need to go." I shove MK's phone and keys into her purse handing it to her as I slide her off the kitchen island. "Whoa, hey Lizzie, I was just kidding. This lifestyle is okay. I promise." Trust me, MK, it's not about that. I continue pushing her out of my apartment, not offering a word. "Hey. Liz, slow down and talk to me." I open the door and escort her out.

"Elizabeth!" MK stops me before I can close the door. "Tell me what's going on right now. Is it the pictures? Do you not want your fans to know about your lifestyle? Oh, no, is the girl's family like super conservative?" I look at MK. My eyes are filling up with worry, guilt, and regret. What do I even say? I'm a cheater. I left my fiance in a different country because I was scared to confront my fears, all while I felt him and I becoming distant, and now here I am myself going on dates and falling for another person. MK's voice softens. "Lizzie, is everything okay?"

"Just promise me that you don't know anything, and you won't say anything." MK nods. "Whatever is going on, you know I'm here for you." Now it's my turn to nod at her as a tear escapes down my cheek. MK pulls me into a hug. "Life can be super shitty and kind. That's how life is. Hell, that's how the world works. But you make due for yourself and the people you love, okay?"

The people I love...

I pull myself away from MK's squeeze. "Pleas-." MK cuts me off. "I promise, Lizzie. Just call me tonight." I promise to do so and close the door. Fuck now, what do I do. Does Robbie know? I haven't even checked my phone. Does my team know? Has Y/N been sent the pictures? Oh, God, is my breathing getting quicker? Why is it so hot? My arms won't stop shaking. Please make this stop. I feel myself fall onto my couch. I can't even see anymore with tears blocking my view. I hear Y/N's muffled voice followed by rushing footsteps. She crashes into me. She wraps herself around my back. I feel myself letting go in her arms. "I'm here, Liz. I'm here." She whispers into my ear.

_

After the tears stopped, I continued to let myself be held by Y/N. I'm not sure how much time had passed, but it felt like hours. Every time Y/N kisses touched my head, I felt a jolt of happiness work through my body before reminding myself what a piece of shit I am. It should be Robbie here, but no, wait, no, it shouldn't; he's the one that said he doesn't want to get married anymore. He's the one that wanted to take time for himself. I curse to myself inside of my head. I'm so confused, and I don't know what to do.

"Babe." Through my dried eyes, I look up to Y/N. "Yes?" Y/N bites her lip. She wants to say something. I pause and smile. "What is it, Coffee Girl?" Y/N holds me closer, placing her chin on my shoulder. "You told me last night that your coffee order was so big when you came into my shop because it was an apology to your crew for something that happened in London. Is that the same reason someone came here this morning and made you upset?"

I pull myself up from Y/N grasps and sit criss-cross facing her. I grab her hands and hold them in mine. "What I told you last night is true, but there is more to that story." I sigh. "I know I'm gonna have to return to London soon and deal with it." I squeeze Y/N's hands. "But no, the person that came over this morning was my sister MK. She didn't upset me. I just have a lot going on, and she was trying to help me understand. "I feel Y/N's hands go weak in mine. "Y/N-"

"Can I say something, Liz?" I stop and watch as Y/N's eyes find mine. "I just want you to know that I'm here for you. These last 24 hours have been a whirlwind, but I don't know what it is. I feel comfortable with you like I've spent years with you. You are giving me feelings of warmth and joy I have not felt in so long. I may be going way over the line, but a part of me thinks that you feel this way too. And now I can't stop myself from talking, but after seeing you bawling your eyes out, I just felt everything. It's just like I fee-" Y/N takes a breath. "I feel you."

I'm a second away from ugly crying Y/N has no clue how much weight those three little words carry. I pull her face into mine and plant a soft kiss on her lips. "Thank you, Y/N truly." I work my way up to hug her. I whisper into the crook of her neck. "I feel you, Y/N." I feel the same way that you do. But I'm sorry-." I have to work through this carefully. "I'm sorry I'm going through something right now."

"Liz-"

"Y/N, I just want today with you. Okay? Let us have a day together." I feel a tear fall onto me. "Okay." Y/N shakily lets out. I am unsure what happens after today, but I want to make today count.

Part 5