#nathan summers x y/n

[yourfavwritersfavoritewriter]

fixing wade after a fight with baddies

w. wilson x fem!reader

rating: R (18+)

warnings: mentions of blood, swearing, p in v, no use of y/n, riding

word count: 1.0k

summary: you're basically wade's stay at home nurse when he goes to kill bad guys. something about him coming to you every night for help turns you on.

✧༝┉˚❋ ❋˚┉༝✧

Wade stumbles into your apartment with his Deadpool suit on, donning multiple bullet holes in it. He tears his mask off onto the floor. "I'm wounded. I might not make it!" He dramatically whines as he drops to the floor, spreading his blood all over the floor beneath him. You walk over to him, staring at his act unamused. "You're just going to stand there? You're not going to help your damsel in distress?" He pouts.

"Wade, you're getting blood all over the floor. Get up." You fling your hand out to help him up, which he begrudgingly accepts, rolling his eyes in the process. "Come. Let me get you cleaned up." You lead him to the bathroom and open the medicine cabinet to find rubbing alcohol. He sits on the toilet lid and sighs loudly.

"You'll never believe what happened today. Some Nathan Christopher Dayspring Askani'son Summers knockoff comes pummeling at me and-"

"Take your suit off." You cut him off.

"Woah! Why don't you take me out on a date first, cowboy." You roll your eyes at him. "Oh and now you're rolling your eyes at me? I can't tell if you're into me or disgusted by me. Please pick one, darling"

"Ooohh my gosh, Wade! Just take off your suit please. You're bleeding out of more holes than I can count."

"Okay, baby. Why don't you help me?" He turns with his back facing you, allowing you access to unzip him from the back. He panting, probably from exhaustion, as you push his suit off of his shoulder. Your fingers trace along the spine of his back. He lets out a deep breath, relaxing under your touch. He sheds the rest of his suit top, revealing his warped chest with now healed bullet wounds that are still covered in blood. "Well that's a surprise." Wade laughs lazily. He looks up at you with sleepy eyes. You hold his face in your hand and he slumps into it. You soak a cotton ball with rubbing alcohol and wipe his chest with it til it's clean.

"All better" you whisper. You hand travels down towards his chest, lightly brushing over his pecs and nipples. You lean down and kiss him sweetly. Your hand snakes to the back of his head, pulling him further into you. His hands go to your ass, obviously. The kiss deepens, turning into you guys making out. Wade stands up, picking you up by your ass and wrapping your legs around his hips and carrying you to the bed. He throws you down, the pillows breaking your fall.

He pulls down your shorts and underwear together, under your wet pussy, glistening. "Helping me got you all wet, sweet cheeks?" He drags his gloved finger over your folds, collecting your wetness. You moan against the friction and nod your head. Sitting up, you lay Wade next to you, and go to straddle his lap. You lock your lips with his again and again his big hands slip down your back to your bare ass, squeezing it hard. He uses his hands to rock your hips against his. Under you, you can feel his spandex straining against his growing erection.

"I missed you, Wade." You say in between kisses. Your clit continuously brushes against the leather of his suit, making your words come out breathy and moany.

"I missed you too. It gets so lonely killing people all the time. One minute they're there and then they're not." His hips buck into yours, sending jolts through both your privates. You both moan in tangent. "Fuck. You're getting my suit all messy, babe." He's looking down to where you cunt is placed over his bulge. You don't stop or slow down the rolls of your hips though, loving the way it feels. You bury your head into the crook of his neck, whimpering. "Nuh uh. Look at me." You lift your head back up to meet his eyes. "You started this, Raquel Welch." He smirks.

Without responding, you unbuckle his utility belt and he helps you take off his pants all the way onto the floor. His erection springs out of their confinement. Your shirt follows suit, also ending up on the floor, leaving you both naked. Wade's hands fly to cup both of your breasts, rolling your nipples between his fingers. You hover yourself over Wade's tip, lining him up to your entrance. You lower yourself down onto him, slowly, you both letting out sighs of relief and pleasure. Your hands are on his shoulders as you use him as a support beam, lifting yourself up and down, up and down. "Fuckkk." You moan. His dick is filling you up over and over again and it feels like heaven. His mouth is hung open, filling the air with obscenities as you ride him.

"Oh my Gosh, baby. You feel so perfect around me. Shit. I love your fucking pussy. All mine." He says in one long string of moans and grunts. "You look so good when you ride me." He states. You're fucking yourself so hard on his cock that you barely hear what he's saying. Especially when your moans are louder than a rape whistle. Your pace and movement of your hips sends Wade into a trance. His head lands onto your chest, your breasts bouncing onto his cheeks after every thrust. "Perfect place."

"Wade- Fuck, baby, I'm gonna cum." Your legs shake as you feel your orgasm approaches.

"Go on. Cum for me baby. Cum on my cock." And those words send you over the edge. You spasm on his lap, your legs twitching and your cunt clenching around him. His orgasm comes short after yours, him shooting white ropes of his cum into you. "Shit."

Your body falls onto his, limp. You place lazy kisses onto his neck. He lifts your hips off of his, pulling out with his cum dripping out of your pussy. He disappears into the bathroom and comes back with a warm wet cloth. He wipes the inside of your thighs, "accidentally" brushing against your clit, making you jolt back. "I'm sorry, baby" He laughs.

You both lay down in bed, Wade cuddling into your back side. "I love you, Wade"

"I love you too." He kisses the back of your head.

[55sturn]

✮ FEEL IT ON THE WAY HOME

pairing: matthew sturniolo x fem!reader

synopsis: in which matt finds himself growing jealous of y/n's friendship with nathan, despite matt not officially being with her, however she sees his deepest worries and assures there's no one else for her.

warnings: swearing, jealous!matt, snide comments here and there from matt (basically passive aggressive!matt), relationship anxiety, angst if you squint.

THIRD PERSON POV

if anyone were to ask matt, when he fell in love with you, he'd tell you somewhere between junior and senior year. but deep down he knew that he was lying. he knows he fell in love with you the moment he met you.

the two of you met during the summer between eighth and ninth grade. it was the one and only summer he let his mom send him away to summer camp with his brothers. he decided that he'd go once, just for the memories.

and boy did he make some memories.

FLASHBACK

"matt c'mon! they're letting us have a free hour on the beach!" chris exclaimed loudly as he jumped on his brother's bed, disturbing the middle triplet who tried to peacefully nap during their free hour.

"chris go away!" matt grumbled, pulling the pillow over his head, keeping away from chris until nick came into the room, ordering matt to get up. matt obliged, but not without complaint.

the three boys made their way down to the beach. chris immediately took off toward the makeshift court where a few boys his age were playing basketball. nick took off toward alahna who attended the camp as well.

matt was about to follow nick when he spotted a girl, probably his age sitting alone at table drawing away in a sketchbook.

"hey, why are you by yourself?" matt greeted, sitting across from her, feeling the need to keep this girl company.

"i just moved to boston and my mom sent me to this stupid camp to make friends in time for school but i'm mad at her so i'm not gonna make any friends." the girl replied, not taking her eyes off her book as her pencil scribbled furiously. when she realized he wasn't leaving, she let out a dramatic sigh and looked out at the water.

"well, i'm matt!" he laughed, noticing how stubborn she was about not looking at him.

"i'm y/n." she replied, finally looking at him and felt her face grow warm, but she thought that was gross so she chalked it up to the summer air against her skin.

a week later, the girl left summer camp with four new friends, despite her penchant for being alone.

when the school year began, y/n quickly found that she was attending the same high school as the triplets. she was quick to fall into their routine, developing a close relationship with their closest friends as well. almost immediately fitting into their dynamic and group.

however, y/n got rather close with nathan almost immediately after meeting him. she opened her arms and let nate in without fighting, she felt a strong brotherly tie to him.

however matt didn't know that she only considered him a brother, his jealously stewing over time. he knew he was falling in love when he wanted to punch nate for stealing y/n from him. he knew he was falling in love when he was angry when he should've been happy when y/n found her first boyfriend.

he knew he was falling in love the moment he met her.

FLASHBACK OVER

in the two years since y/n, the triplets, alahna, and nate have graduated, matt hasn't been able to pinpoint the exact moment his relationship with y/n changed.

they went from awkward teenagers trying to navigate uncomfortable and unfamiliar feelings that brew in the pits of their stomachs every time they met their best friend's eyes, to people testing the waters of what is considered a normal friendship while cuddling, spending the night with her chest to his back and his arm wrapped tightly around her waist.

they went from best friends teasing each other relentlessly over not having their first kisses only to become each other's first kisses. they kept the terribly awkward, clashing of teeth, tongue in the wrong spots type of kiss, to themselves.

however, despite their first kiss being terrible, once they graduated and the triplets moved to los angeles, y/n and matt had a tendency to share more kisses every time they convinced her to come out to los angeles or whenever the triplets flew back home to boston.

matt depended on those close, personal moments of intimacy with y/n. they made him feel like he had her in his life in a way that no one did. she was special to him, his first ever love. he didn't want to give that up. and so, he and his brothers were on their way to boston, partly because they missed home and mostly because matt needed to see her.

"so are you gonna tell her?" nick hummed, looking at matt who sat in the middle seat of their section on the plane, his eyes glued to his phone as he watched the minutes tick by, his right knee bouncing rapidly as he waited for the plane to land.

"huh? tell who? what?" matt replied, a delayed reaction to nick's question, the pounding in his chest travelled to his head, causing his reaction time to be slowed.

"he asked if you're gonna tell y/n that you've been in love with her for like ever, bozo." chris snickered, earning a swift smack to the stomach, causing chris to double over groaning slightly. okay so maybe, matt's reaction time wasn't delayed.

"shut up chris. i'm not in love with her."

"that's bullshit, and you know it." nick mumbled, earning a glare from matt who just slumped back in his seat, plugging his airpods into his ears, trying to ignore his brothers and their ridiculous teasing for the rest of the flight. the flight couldn't go by fast enough for matt, who was subconsciously biting his nails as he listened to playlist that y/n had made for him. as the boys struggled to but kept busy, the flight was soon over, all three of them rushing to grab their carry/ons and get off the plane.

as the triplets headed toward their house, they grew nervous. all their friends and family knew they were coming home and were awaiting their arrival. matt felt his nerves calm slightly when he heard y/n's laugh from the open window in the kitchen.

as he pushed through the door, he felt his heart crumble to pieces deep in his chest. seeing y/n, thrown over nate's shoulder laughing loudly as he tickled her, bright matching smiles on their faces, made his words and feelings get stuck in his throat as it ran dry.

matt scoffed slightly and rolled his eyes as y/n looked up from her place over nate's, smiling brightly and squealing slightly as nate placed her on her feet. matt ignored the bitter jealously rising up his throat as she wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing his cheek briefly.

"i missed you." y/n whispered as she pulled back slightly, the look on her face sending a stubborn, unwavering warmth through matt's chest that he tried to fight hard to fight.

"yeah, you too." matt hummed, hardly looking at her as he stared nathan down, a half-assed grin on his face while he dapped his childhood friend up. as y/n hugged nick and chris, she felt eyes staring into the back of her head. turning around, she met matt's angry stare along with nathan's blissfully unaware, cheesy and lopsided grin.

"can we go to denny's? i could so fuck up some of their waffles right now." y/n laughed, looking to matt, her eyes softening as she silently pleaded for the boy in front of her to drive the group to denny's.

"yeah lemme put my shit away and we can go." matt sighed, the hardened front he masked himself with easily cracking and crumbling down completely around his feet under the soft stare that had him weak in the knees every time he looked her way.

as he quickly shuffled his suitcase and duffel bag up the stairs to his room, he felt his mind swarm with conflicting emotions and ideas, unsure if he wanted to punch his best friend for carelessly flirting with y/n as if his feelings weren't painfully obvious or if he just wanted to settle in security, knowing that he had y/n in a way no one else did.

sighing, he returned back to the group of people waiting for him, knowing if he stayed in his room, someone would come  looking for him and he didn't have the nerve to talk about the feelings swirling beneath his ribcage.

the group piled into the van, chris, nick, and matt all in their respective spots, with nate and y/n squished beside each other, giggling amongst themselves as they talked about god knows what.

"so y/n, did you finally ask out that guy you said you were into?" nick prodded, tilting his head inquisitively as he eyed the way her and nate interacted.

"wait, did you think that guy was nate?" y/n laughed loudly, not missing the things nick said with a look.

"i mean, y'all act like a couple." nick chuckled as y/n rolled her eyes.

"yeah you do, it's fucking annoying." matt whispered to no one in particular as his eyes flicked to y/n in the backseat, however chris caught his comment and quietly giggled to himself. the rest of the drive to denny's consisted of the three in the back bickering over shit while chris watched matt stew in his jealousy from beside him, smirking to himself.

as the group piled into the restaurant, they all ordered their preferred forms of breakfast despite it being nearly two in the morning. the group giggled amongst themselves, save for matt who couldn't stop glaring at nate. y/n had picked up on and it made her feel unsettled, she couldn't pinpoint why he'd be upset.

as everyone finished paying for their food, y/n pulled matt aside, her hand on his arm as she looked up at him.

"what's goin' on up there?" she asked, her voice soft and calm, hoping it'd ease matt into talking, and help her get a sense of understanding what he was feeling.

"it's nothing, y/n." he muttered, his voice cold and slightly unsteady as he pushed her hand off his arm.

"matt, c'mon i know you better than you think i do, tell me what's bothering you. you've been acting weird since you first walked in the door. nate's noticed it and so have i."

"why don't you just go bother nate about it then? you seem to be much closer with him anyway." he snapped, rolling his eyes are the shock that fell on her face, before feeling his heart sink as her eyes held something that resembled hurt.

"that's what this is about?"

"y/n, drop it please."

"no matt, i thought it was clear that i don't see anyone else the way i see you."

"well with the way you've been acting with nate it makes me wonder what we actually are. i'm normally not the type to get jealous but jesus christ, i can't help it. you're an amazing girl, any guy would be lucky to have you as their girlfriend or whatever we are and i sometimes wonder why you're into me." matt whispered, unable to keep his feelings at bay any longer with the way she was looking at him, her head tilted, nothing but love and concern in her eyes. she made him feel safe, like he could tell her his deepest emotions and she would listen intently, providing safety for him.

"matt,-" she whispered, stepping closer to him and cupping both sides of his face, her thumbs dragging along his cheekbones as he leaned into her touch, his eyes falling shut briefly.

"there is absolutely no need to worry at all, i'm yours, okay? i-" she paused, taking a deep breath before continuing,

"i love you, matt. i've never looked at another guy the way i've looked at you. not once, and frankly i don't want to. there's no one that can understand a simple look from me the way you do. there's no one who knows me better than you, no one else who's ever taken the time to understand me and be patient with me the way you have. i am yours, and i hope that you're mine. okay?"

"okay." he whispered back, nodding softly as she leaned up, pressing her lips to his in a gentle but passionate kiss that meant they had a mutual agreement, that they were each others, and that one kiss, that one simple kiss that meant they understood each other, was more than enough for matt.

the two broke apart at the sound of giggles, turning to find the rest of the group standing behind them.

"what the fuck was that?" chris exclaimed, genuinely shocked that his brother and his best friend were kissing, and seemingly together.

"a kiss, dumbass."

"yeah but is this the first time or?"

"chris you idiot, do you not ever read between the lines? it's obvious they've been together for a while now." nick replied, his tone incredibly dull, like matt and y/n being together was the most obvious thing.

"i love you too, y/n." matt whispered as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her into his side, and pressing a kiss the side of her head as they walked toward the van.

falling in love with your best friend is never easy, it's complicated and messy and leaves behind a lot of doubt but y/n was worth every bit of complicated, every bit of mess left behind, y/n was worth it all to matt.

and that alone, was enough to put his worries and self doubt at ease. because as long as y/n was there to reassure him that she was his, he knew they'd be okay.

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[hysteria-things]

TREEHOUSE

based off of this, this, this, & this

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: soft dom!nate x virgin!sls!reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: reminiscing your relationship with nate where it all started: in his treehouse.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: SMUT, FLUFF, swearing, p in v, praising

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,181

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: day ONE of nate week!

so pumped😇

creaking from the wooden panels of nate’s treehouse sound from underneath your shoes. some would say treehouses aren’t for nineteen-year-olds, but your boyfriend will strongly disagree.

it still stands after almost two decades, hundreds of memories made here with him and your older brothers. it’s been a while since you’ve been up here, but even if he doesn’t admit it, you can tell nate still hangs out from how tidy it is.

“you still have the pirate hats.” you giggle, pointing to them neatly placed on a shelf above the small sofa he has against the wall.

each hat matched your personalities, with your names written in your favorite colors. they’re faded by now, but you can still make the writing out.

christopher. matthew. nicolas. nathan. y/n.

your brothers are wonderful with you dating their best friend because nate liked you for years. ever since you were children; and he never gave up on you.

summer break is a kid’s favorite time of year. the sun is shining, the nice weather, hanging out with your friends day by day. it’s great.

four boys bicker in front of the ladder, and a young y/n is sitting on the porch steps playing with her dolls.

“dude, just ask already!” chris argues, holding a fake pirate hook in his hand.

“yeah, what’s taking so long?” nick chimes in.

matt’s arms are crossed over his chest. “he’s got a little crush on our sister, that’s why.”

“i do not!” nate yells, eyepatch over his eye and his pirate hat lopsided. he stomps his feet in a tantrum-like manner. “girls probably don’t even like playing pirates!”

they bicker for seconds more, until matt’s had enough and pushes the boy toward you. he hesitates, but walks to the stairs. “hey, y/n!” he exclaims, taking a seat next to you.

you smile, setting your toys down. “hi, nate.”

“would you— um…” he turns to the triplets, and they motion him to hurry up. he sighs, looking back at you. “would you like to play pirates with us? there’s an extra hat.”

bringing your finger to your chin, you think and then nod. “sure! i’d love to play pirates!”

nate grins from ear to ear, grabbing your hand and leading you toward your siblings.

that’s not the only heirloom hidden in plain sight. the screws are still stuck in the wall where the NO GIRLS ALLOWED sign used to be until you guys started hanging out alone and he threw it away immediately.

there are still old decorations from previous years, like the spongebob blanket or the mario and luigi plushies. as he got older, though, the decorating became more mature.

another core memory is when he asked you to be his girlfriend right where you’re standing. well, he tried to ask, but he couldn’t get the words out.

“can i ask you something?” nate questions, refusing to make eye contact as he fidgets with the gaming controller in his hand.

you nod. “of course.”

“so, um… do you want to, uh—” he stammers as your eyebrows furrow in confusion.

“what do you mean?” you giggle.

“um, y’know. do you want— uh, to be— um—”

“are you asking me to be your girlfriend, nate?” you ask, smirking while raising a brow.

his face heats up, his hand rubbing the back of his neck. “yeah.”

the sound from the small TV completely fades, your inner thoughts taking over instead. now, it’s nighttime, and the fairy lights in the treehouse make the room dimly lit.

your head rests on his chest, his heartbeat soothing to your ears.

even though you guys have been together for a while now, you’ve never done it. hell, you’re still a virgin. nate’s been patient with you every step of the way. “what’re you thinking about?” he asks.

shaking your head to snap out of it, you look up, already seeing him staring down at you. “nothing.”

he knows you’re lying, and patiently waits there until you sigh. “i’m ready.” you start as he listens intently. “i want to… have sex… with you.”

he smiles warmly, taking a piece of hair and placing it behind your ear. “are you sure?”

nodding, he then starts to lean into where his lips ghost yours. “yeah?” he whispers, your eyes set on his mouth, so badly wanting to kiss him.

the softness of his lips syncing with yours has your legs squeezed together. he leans more in, deepening the kiss while also laying you flat on the cushions. your knuckles turn white to how hard you’re gripping on his shoulders when he starts to remove your pants and underwear.

“you’re tense.” he points out, rubbing the outside of your thighs in a soothing motion. “relax.”

you didn’t realize how tense your body was until he pointed it out. taking a deep breath, he starts to untie his bottoms.

“breathe for me, okay?” he reassures, lining himself up before slowly moving his pelvis forward. it hurts for sure, but it’s more of a pressure feeling. “relax.” he says again, feeling your anxiety.

a pained moan leaves your lips once he’s in, and it just hits you that your childhood friend, who turned into a crush, and is now your boyfriend is inside of you. “you okay?”

you nod, taking his hand in yours. “i know you tell your brothers everything but—” he cuts himself off with a groan when his dick twitches, desperately wanting to move. he starts to thrust his hips slowly, low whines tickling from your throat. “for my own sake, don’t tell them about this.”

his thrusts get gradually faster, but they’re soft so he doesn’t hurt you in any way. the pain soon turns to pleasure, arms wrapping around his neck. he keeps asking if you’re okay every two minutes, so to shut him up you kiss him passionately.

“nate.” you exhale, licking your lips and lifting your head slightly to look at where you’re conjoined. his dick is coated with your juices, the slap of your thighs banging together.

“nathan.” you moan louder, throwing your head back and arching.

“you’re letting me fuck you so well.” he grunts when your walls clench around him. “you’re so pretty; i love you so much.”

your eyes widen in surprise. it could be the intensity of the moment, but that’s the first time he’s ever said those words. “i-i love you too.”

clenching again, your legs twitch with each movement of his hips. “i-i’m going to cum.”

he pecks your forehead. “go ahead, baby. you’re doing so good for me.”

you whimper, your orgasm flowing out of your pussy and onto his base. he fucks you a little more through your high, before pulling out and painting your stomach white.

whispering sweet nothings into your ear, he lays on top of you, rubbing his hands all over your body. “i meant what i said, by the way. that i love you.”

you smile, blushing at the same time. “so did i.”

that’s when you realized your relationship will only blossom from here, all because of this goddamn treehouse.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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[cheriladycl01]

My love, is mine all mine - Max Verstappen x Norris! Reader x Charles Leclerc Part 6

Plot: Norris' Twin sister is also a driver in the 2021 line up and is in her rookie era. Not only do the commentators struggle to now talk about the pair in the race, but they also struggle to talk about talent. What happens when two drivers find her eye-catching.

A/N: I've brought Luisia into things because of the timeline and it being 2021. Don't hate on her, or the fact that i've brought her into my writing please!

After the shit show of a party, you woke up earlier than everyone else and left the docked boat. You caught the earliest flight back to the UK. You were so pissed with your friends and brother that they’d just up and left you in the club.

The whole flight home, you pondered whether you just really needed to grow up about ever situation in your life.

Lando and the clubbing group leaving you? They were drunk and probably saw you with loads of other people and assumed you were safe and good.

Charles admitting his feelings for you? You arguably needed to focus more on your career that you’d worked so hard for, you didn’t have time for boys and if Charlie really did care for you like he said, he would understand.

Max sleeping or dating your best friend? Good for him, he should be happy.

You needed to not be bitter about all of these minor blips in your life and just get on with it.

Little did you know that this would create a version of you so far from her normal bubbly self that even people who hadn’t spoken to you in years would be able to tell something wasn’t right with you.

Max and Charles had both tried to contact you through texts and phone calls all which had been ignored, you knew it was for the best to just let it all go and leave it at a what could have been. You had responsibilities far greater that you needed to focus on.

When it came to after the summer having left your brother and gone travelling on your own, updating your Instagram and family group chat whenever you managed to get wifi, you were back and raring to go for your home race.

Lando had sent a text to the family group chat asking who would be coming. He wanted to invite Luisa and only had two passes to give out. So that would mean one for Luisa and one for his dad.

Lando - Can you give your paddock passes to mum and Flo, Cisca can’t make it because of Uni

Y/N - Kinda awkward i had someone in mind i wanted to bring :(

Lando - come on its mum and your little sister Y/N don’t be rude and give up your pass to some random dude you met in Bali …

You ignored it, before going to McLaren and begging Zac for a spare paddock pass. You gave your original 2 to your mum and Flo, but your next one went to Nathan Bishop, he was a goalkeeper for Manchester United and you’d met him on a trip you’d been doing in Bali and he immediately knew who you were and you guys got talking and one thing led to another and you were inviting each other to your sports.

In the time you’d travelled he’d became a really good friend and you didn’t feel as lonely as you had since starting in F1. It was really refreshing.

You met him before, driving him to the paddock in your McLaren and pulling up into the Silverstone car park together.

“Thanks for the pass, I’ve never been to a race before so this is actually really exciting for me” he smiles waiting as you grab your bag from the back seat.

“Always welcome!” You grinned back.

“Mmmm and I’m excited to see if you are really as good as you say you are!” He teases elbowing you as you swipe your pass through the paddock scanners.

“Hey! I am a good driver! I got you here safely didn’t I?” You smile and he just nods, you point out various bits of the paddock talking about all the hustle and bustle and all the different teams and the workers running around fitting last minute bits to the motorhomes.

“Oh come on! We need to get you some McLaren team merch!” You grin pulling him to the quiet fan zone thanks to the early time it was and going to the merch stool.

“Hiya! Oh Y/N! How are you?” The worker smiles noticing it’s you.

“Hey! I’m really good! How are you? It’s hot today, make sure you drink lots of water! Radio through and ask for top ups yeah? And don’t forget sun cream!” You chide knowing sometimes the workers forget that they are humans and will push themselves till breaking point!

“Thank you! Really and I’m all good” she says flashing you the large icy bottle of water she had behind the stand with her. “What can I get for you?”

“Any chance we can get the Y/N number hat?” You grin turning to look at Nathan who just rolls his eyes but can’t help the smile that comes into his face.

“Sure! We have lots on stock today, as you know it’s home race! Good luck by the way! I know you’ll do great!” She smiles and hands you the number 42 on the baseball cap. You place it on Nathan’s head who just laughs at your antics but keeps that hat on before paying the lady for it in cash.

“Hey! I was gonna pay for it! I’m the one that got you to buy merch!” You exclaim in horror.

“Mmmm but it’s my hat … so I should pay for it!” He explains with a cat like grin.

“Argh fine come on! I want to show you round the garage and do track walk with you!” You say gently taking his hand and pulling him through the growing numbers of people in the paddock.

You showed him all around the garage and even let him sit in your car which he was really impressed with how low to the ground it felt, and how much the halo restricted vision. After showing him the pit wall and all of the engineers working and running around before free practice you took him out onto the track to do a walk.

The sun wasn’t as harsh anymore and it had started to cloud over a little bit meaning that the track walk wasn’t as strenuous as you anticipated it would be.

You guys walked around talking about the season so far and how it felt being a rookie along with Yuki Tsunoda.

Afterwards it was time for you to have a team meeting and you didn’t want to leave Nathan on his own so you walked him to the hospitality suite to find your parents.

“Mum Dad! Hey this is Nathan! Can you just watch out for him while I’m in the car please!” You ask kindly showing Nathan to a seat with your family.

“Of course sweetheart! Hi Nathan, I’m Adam, this is my wife Cisca” he introduces standing up slightly and leaning forward to shake the younger gentleman’s hand.

“You gonna be okay?” You ask, unsure if you should just bring him to the garage and find him a seat and headphones and leave him there.

“Yeah - I’ll be” he starts only for commotion behind to stop his words.

“Sorry, I’m running late. Oh … whose this?” Lando asks looking over to Nathan, someone he didn’t think would be around his family.

“This is your sisters guest, hence the hat” your mum explained pointing to the hat still on Nathans head.

“Right … yeah I just came here to drop Luisa off. Please look after her and … you know don’t be weird” he begs as Luisa starts to talk to both Flo and Nathan.

“We’re never weird! Now you both have to go get ready!” your dad grins forcing you both away.

You start to walk together to the garage in an awkward silence until Lando breaks it.

“So you brought a boyfriend with you?” Lando scoffs looking towards you.

“And what if I did?” What’s it to you, you brought Luisa!” You say looking to him confused why it was such an issue you’d brought a guy (who wasn’t anything to do with you romantically).

“Because your playing with a lot of hearts here Y/N and it’s not exactly fair. First Charles, then Max, then Charles again and then Max and now this guy? Max and Charles are my friends Y/N and I can’t help but feel like your going to go one step too far and ruin all of this …” he complains and for a second your stunned into silence not knowing what to even say.

“How am I toying with Max and Charles when Max is off with my best friend and Charles … is so hot headed that I don’t know if I can take the heat of him yelling at me for an overtake every race weekend! So how am I the one playing with hearts when it’s feels like mines the only one being toyed with, even by my own fucking brother!” You cried out frustrated with him, but that was Lando. He always spoke before he thought about what he was saying. Both a blessing and a curse.

You started to hurry off no longer wanting to entertain this conversation.

“Y/N wait … I didn’t mean it like that” Lando admits speeding up after you and walking in step with you trying to slow you down.

“We have a meeting to get to. Let’s not waste anymore time” you say coldly, so coldly it actually caused Lando to shiver as he never had heard that tone of voice or anything remotely close come from you.

Briefing for what it was, was pretty boring only talking about the upgrades they’d brought to this weeks Grand Prix. Lando had the full package and you had half, the others to come next week in Hungary.

You were in the garage after changing into your fireproofs, your race suit hanging down off your hips talking to your engineer about strategy for Silverstone, but it was always changeable depending on the track temp and the weather.

FP1 clearly showed Landos new flashy upgrades and how much quicker it made the car placing him in P2 in between Max and Lewis, the two battling it out for the championship this year.

As for you down in 9th you’d just been testing the track and were on different tyres to the top few people, wanting to test out the hards.

As the weekend progressed and the less you concentrated on all of yours issues and just had fun while concentrating on the race weekend you got better. Ending up starting in a decent P6 for the race and getting points in the Sprint that was held earlier on in the day.

“Okay Y/N, it’s looking like Plan B. Reports of rain on the radar for the last half of the race” your engineer says as you pull up into your P6 stop, next to Lando both your Orange McLarens locking out your row.

“Okay, do we have a pit plan?” You ask knowing you were on mediums in hopes they’d last long enough to get you onto Intermediates or Wet if it’s due to rain that badly.

“We’re checking now, looking into stuff with Lando too and seeing what the other teams and looking at doing, but looking like Pit Plan E”

“Yep, copied” he grit out unhappy that they are already prioritising your brother.

“Well Y/N let’s get racing for you first F1 home race! Lecelrc and Bottas in front of you and Lando, Alonso and Vettel behind you and both. And then Max and Hamilton front row” he explains, you knew you had to get a good start to overtake your brother and possibly Charles if there was an opening so as you were driving round the formation lap, you cleared your mind of everything but racing.

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Love You, Miss You, Mean It

~Love You, Miss You, Mean it by Luke Bryan~

Author's Note: idk what this is but this song has been stuck in my head for DAYS Summary: Nate is still hung up on his first love, for good reason Warnings: swearing maybe? Word Count: 2,303 Nathan Mackinnon x fm!reader

Everyone remembers their first love, the first person that made them feel special. It was hard to forget, nearly impossible to let go. Nathan has spent years trying to let go of his first love. But maybe he doesn’t have to. 

2011

“Nate Dog, how are you?” her father mumbled out, slapping his hand against Nathan’s shoulder. Nathan tilted his head back, smiling towards her father. His hands were absentmindedly running along her legs soothingly. Stopping around mid thigh every time. She was asleep, a bright pink wooly blanket draped over her frame. It rested just below her chin. 

“I’m doing good, sir. I was getting ready to head out, but she fell asleep. I know I’m past my curfew,” he explained rushedly. Her father chuckled as he walked towards the rocking chair. “I didn’t want to wake her,” he mumbled. He met her father’s gaze for a few seconds before he shifted his gaze back towards her. She looked so peaceful and exhausted. School was starting to overwhelm her. 

“That’s alright, did you tell your momma that you were still here?” her father asked as he brought the beer towards his lips. Nathan shook his head as he kept his gaze towards Y/N. Nathan slowly dug into his pocket, pulling his phone out. She stirred, adjusting the blanket closer to her chin.

His gaze landed on multiple text messages from his mom. He clenched his jaw as he quickly typed back a response. “I should probably get going, she’s not too happy with me,” he mumbled while he shoved his phone back into his pocket. 

Her father stood up from his chair, “I’ll let you say goodbye, I’ll see you tomorrow probably,” he said with a dry laugh. Her father soon left the living room. Nathan ran his fingers through her hair.

“Hey sweet girl,” he whispered as she slowly woke up. She hummed as her eyes opened. “It’s past curfew, baby, I gotta go,” he whispered. She pouted as she sat up, swinging her legs off of his frame. 

“How long was I asleep?” she asked, running her fingers through her hair. He inched towards her, wrapping his arm around her waist. 

“Not long, forty minutes maybe,” he let out as she tilted her head against his shoulder. She took a deep breath, reluctantly standing up from the couch. She held out her hand for him. He gladly accepted it as he stood up. He let her guide him towards the door.

“Come on, boyfriend, let me walk you out,” she said while smiling. He smirked as he scanned her frame shamelessly. She stepped out of her house, the screen door slamming shut behind them.

The brisk Canadian summer air hit their skin as they walked towards her driveway. “You know, girlfriend, I was thinking of taking you to the lake behind my house, probably not entirely freezing to swim in,” he said while laughing. 

“I can handle probably not freezing,” she mumbled as she leaned against the driver side door. 

“Yeah?” he mumbled as he ran his hand from her shoulder towards her hand. She hummed as she met his eye. She smirked as she scanned his features, “What’re you thinking gorgeous?” he mumbled. 

“I’m thinking it’s about damn time you kiss me,” she said as she delicately ran her manicured fingers along his chest muscles. He chuckled nervously before he leaned towards her, kissing her softly. Always conscious of her family being around. He raised his hand and delicately took a hold of her cheek, his hand slowly gliding from her cheek to the back of her neck. 

He pulled away, resting his forehead against hers, “I have to get going,” he mumbled before he pecked her lips. 

“You don’t have to,” she said as she met his gaze, giving him puppy dog eyes of desperation. 

“I may not be alive, if I wait any longer to get home for curfew,” he teased as he chuckled, “Which was thirty minutes ago,” he raised his eyebrows while smirking. She rolled her eyes as she kissed him for a few seconds. 

“If you must,” she let out dramatically, stepping away from the driver side door. He bit his bottom lip as he tried to avoid the smile forming to his lips. 

“I’ll see you tomorrow, baby,” he mumbled as he opened the car door as he climbed inside. He shut the door as he watched her cross her arms over chest. She began walking towards the house. He turned the car on, but waited for her to walk  back inside her house before he began pulling away.

The popular country radio began to play as he drove down the street towards the main road. He was humming along to the Blake Shelton song as his phone started to ring. He glanced down towards it seeing Y/N was calling him. 

He laughed as it wasn’t even ten minutes since he’s left her house. Lowering the stereo, he brought the phone towards his ear. “Hi Gorgeous,” he mumbled, a toothy grin on his lips. 

“Hello,” she said quietly, “What time do you want me to come by tomorrow?” she asked in a sing-song tone. He smirked as he shook his head. 

“Probably around ten?” he mumbled as he took a left turn. 

2013

Nathan stood on the frozen lake while he stick handled the puck. He would skate back and forth tossing the puck towards the center of the lake. He would skate towards it at top speed, practicing stopping abruptly. 

“Nathan!” his mother shouted. He spun around, smiling towards her. It was a scene she’s gotten used to for the last fourteen years of his life. She waved him towards her. He quickly leaned down, picking up the puck before he sprinted towards the edge of the ice. He reluctantly stepped off onto the snow. “Dinner’s ready, and Y/N’s almost here,” she said smiling. 

Nathan leaned down and started untying his skates quickly, “Y/N’s coming to dinner?” he asked, his cheeks flushing red. 

“I invited her, she hasn’t been around much. Everything alright with you two?” she asked as she crossed her arms over her chest. 

“We’re good, great actually, just been avoiding the conversation,” he mumbled as he ripped one of the skates off of his foot. He stepped into the boot that was beside him. 

“The draft is only a few months away,” she let out as she crossed her arms over her chest. “You guys haven’t talked about it?” she questioned. Nathan shook his head as he stood up straight, his skates in his hands. Alongside his stick and the puck in his pocket. “Anywhere you’re going Nate will be far,” 

“I know, Mom, I know. That’s why we haven’t talked about it,” he said as he licked his lower lip. He met his mom’s gaze, pursing his lips forward. “I can’t talk about it with her. Not yet,” He shook his head as he walked towards her. She nodded.

“Come on, I made your favorite,” she mumbled as she started walking towards the house. Nathan soon followed after her. He stopped into the garage first, dropping off his stick and skates in the back corner. It was starting to get dark, the sun was creating a beautiful orange glow over the snow. He spun around to see headlights pulling into his driveway. He smiled as the familiar car turned off. 

She stepped out of the driver seat, locking the car in the process. He smiled a toothy grin as he walked out towards her, meeting her halfway between the garage and her car. “Hey beauty,” he let out. Her gaze softened as she continued towards him. 

“Were you out on the lake?” she asked him as she held her arms out towards him, pulling him into an embrace. He pulled her tightly towards him. 

“Yeah, sorry-bit sweaty,” he mumbled, as he pulled away, “Didn’t know you were coming,” he said. 

“It was last minute, hope that’s alright, my love,” she mumbled as he guided her towards the entrance through the garage into his house. 

“Of course it’s alright,” he said happily as he pulled her towards his side.

~~~

She sat with her back leaned against the headrest of his bedroom. His head was in her lap as he caressed the inside of her thighs. There was an old episode of Friends playing on the screen.

He tilted his head back as she ran her fingers through his hair, “We have to talk about it,” she expressed barely above a whisper. He shifted his gaze back down towards her legs, staring at the skin of her inner thigh as he ran his fingertips along the skin.

“About Joey and Rachel? Yeah, they definitely should’ve had a chance together,” he deflected.

“Nathan,” she let out. He swallowed hard before he spun around, wrapped his arms around her stomach as he rested his head onto it. He shut his eyes as he took in a deep breath. She continued running her fingers through his hair soothingly. “We have to talk about it,” she repeated as she tilted her head to get a better look of him. “We’ve avoided it long enough,” she whispered. 

He took another deep breath as he propped himself up and hovered over her. He scanned her features for a few seconds before he leaned towards her. “Can we avoid just a little bit longer?” he said quietly. Her eyes widened as her eyes darted towards the wide open door. He slowly leaned towards her, delicately brushing his lips against hers. 

She leaned towards him, kissing him softly for only a moment. “Nathan Raymond Mackinnon, we cannot avoid this conversation,” she said before she pecked his lips once more.

“You’re so stubborn,” he said as he plopped back down onto her body, his head resting on her chest as he snaked his arms around her body the best he could. He sighed. “I don’t know how to do life without you anymore,” he mumbled as she ran her hand up and down his back.

“You won’t be without me,” she reassured, “We’ll be in different time zones but I’ll still be here because I love you. I’ll miss you like fucking crazy but I’ll still be here if you need me,” 

“I’ll always need you, baby,” he whispered as he pressed his lips against her collarbone. 

“And I’ll always be here,” she whispered. 

2017

It had been two years since they broke up. It was hard, nearly impossible to move on. His thoughts were consistently consumed with her. He was convinced that she would show up to his doorstep one day and say that all was right between them. 

Long distance was harder than either of them imagined. She was incredibly focused on her studies while he was trying to help turn the organization around. Their phone calls became less and less with fewer words shared. 

She would always end the call with “Love you, miss you, mean it, I’ll see you in my dreams, my love,” It was something she would say after every phone call since the beginning of their relationship. It never seemed to not be genuine, every time she would say those words she meant it. 

He struggled, his team was struggling. This year has been exhausting and embarrassing. He was tired, exhausted. It was impossible not to think of Y/N. She always knew what to say to help him and guide him through the issues he was having. 

Though it's been two years since they last spoke, he hasn’t stopped thinking about her. Even after many one night stands, all across North America. His thoughts were still consumed with his first love. His soulmate, perhaps. 

He sat in his stall, one of the last guys in the locker room. He was still wearing half his pads as he stared blankly towards the floor. He needed to get out of the locker room, the staff were definitely waiting on him. He wasn’t ready to leave, turning his back on the season that probably will haunt him for years to come.

He made a vow to himself. In that moment of silence, in that moment of defeat, that they would never be that low in the standings again. They will reach the playoffs for years to come. He stood up, quickly finishing getting his gear off.

It had been thirty minutes since then and the boys were on the bus to the airport, to take a disappointing flight back to Denver. His phone was resting on his lap, he watched the screen light up with an old photo of himself and Y/N. It was taken the day he was drafted. 

He froze for a moment, the memory of their last conversation entering his mind. The tearful words leaving her lips, the heartbreak in her voice. The heartbreak on his own. 

He pulled the phone towards his ear, his heart fluttering at the idea of both of them at the same moment. Pausing, nervous as they wanted to speak.

“Hi,” she mumbled. His eyes shut at the sound of her voice.

“Hey,” he choked out, glancing towards Gabe who was giving him a puzzled face. 

“I don’t know about you but I fucking miss you,” she said, her voice cracking as she spoke. Nathan tilted his head back, feeling his eyes fill with tears for the first time that night.

“I miss you too,” he mumbled, he forced out a quiet laugh.

“I still love and miss you so much, Nate,” she let out.

Nathan smiled to himself as he dropped his head, “Mean it?” She chuckled as she was smiling widely. “Seriously though, I’ve been thinking about you a lot recently,” he forced out. He could hear her smiling.

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LOVELY nathan doe

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎, dwntwn-strnlo.

↳ 𝐀/𝐍. locked in

↳ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. nathan doe x reader

↳ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. request

↳ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃? yes . . . "hi! can you do like a really soft fluffy fic with nate? like maybe the reader has a bad day and he calms her down and they cuddle or something <3333" ( anonymous )

↳ 𝐂𝐖! mentions of breakdowns, use of 'y/n', pet names, kinda short

you almost dropped your keys as you tried unlocking the door, fumbling the metal in your fingers before you could fall to the floor in a dramatized breakdown.

finally getting the door opened, you step inside. the cool air washing you down as you escape the summer heat. you take in a deep, relaxing breath and set down your keys at the front table.

hearing your name called out, you perk up. if anything can get you through a hard day at work, its the sound of your boyfriends voice.

walking into the kitchen, you find nate sitting at the island with a bowl of cereal in front of him.

he smiles brightly up at you, "hi, baby."

softly returning his smile, you drop your purse on the island before your smile fades away again.

you watch as nate quirks a brow, "something wrong?" he asks, shoving a spoonful of lucky charms in his mouth.

"long day," you huff. sitting down at the island and dropping your arms and head on the countertop.

nate gently places his hand on the back of your neck, soothingly rubbing at your skin. "yeah?" the frown in his voice is evident. "what happened?"

turning your head to face him, you frown. "dunno."

truth is, you genuinely didn't even know. you just felt overly stressed and overwhelmed today. you struggled to get your work done, a pounding headache overdriving your brain.

"i'm sorry, baby," nathan cooed, leaning over and pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

you shrugged, the overwhelming wave of sadness won't seem to flow away, and you felt terrible. sitting up, you run at your eyes. "i'm gonna go lay down."

nate hesitantly nodded, "gimme one sec' and i'll join you."

you hummed softly, walking into the bedroom and changing out of your work clothes. by the time your done nathan came walking in, closing the door behind him.

he puts his arms out, signaling silently for a hug. you oblige and walk over, snaking your arms around his waist.

the coffee haired boy gently swayed the two of you back in forth, slowly but comfortably. his hands trailed up and down the small of your back, trying to sooth you.

"i love you," he whispered softly into your hair. allowing you to nuzzle your nose against the nape of his neck.

"i love you," you mumbled back, holding him tightly against you.

nathan slowly brings you over to the bed, letting you lay down before he hovered over you to pull you in for a gentle, slow kiss. he ran his fingers through your hair, staring lovingly into your eyes before joining you under the covers.

you moved where you laid so that you could rest your head on his chest.

quickly feeling at peace.

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𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐬 - 𝐈.𝐆

𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝟹𝚡, 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝟷𝚘𝚍, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍

Female Reader x Isaac Garcia

Y/n Y/l/n is Isaac Garcia's best friend and girlfriend, you guys had been friends since he first moved in with the Walter's, it felt like so long ago that you barely remember when you guys started to become friends but at first you guys didn't talk at all. 

You were closer with Nathan and Danny so you spent all your time with them but you eventually warmed up to Lee and then to Isaac, you never talked to him because he made you flustered and nervous, you always thought he was cute so you never had the courage to talk to him but when you did, you felt as if you had known him since birth.

Then the two of you grew so close that you eventually kind of forgot about your crush on, it wasn't until he revealed that he had a crush on you that you remembered. You guys were so close and at the time you were only focused on being friends with the Garcia's that you completely forgot about it, your heart always fluttered whenever he was around but one day you just ignored and kept ignoring it since.

But him admitting that he liked you was the best thing that had ever happened to you other than meeting him and the Walters. 

~lil flashback moment~

You and Isaac were only fourteen, you had been crushing on him for a while, but you had eventually stuffed your feelings for him and away and completely forgot.

It was summertime and you two had been spending lots of your time by the pool. It was early in the morning (11am) and Isaac had called you over to go swimming, you immediately agreed because of your love for swimming, you asked your parents for permission, which they gave you and then packed a bag and biked over to the Walter's/Garcia's.

When you arrived, you saw all of the Walter's outside playing and having a good time. You quickly greeted Katherine and George who sat outside on the porch drinking their morning coffee, before running over to Danny and Nathan to say hi, after that you greeted the rest of the Walter's and Lee and then made your way over to Isaac who sat on the pool ledge with his legs dangling into the water.

You ran up behind him and started talking to him about how much you loved summer and did not want to go back to school, until you both decided to fully get into the pool, when you did, you saw something in the water.

It was a squiggly line just floating around under the water. You thought nothing of it until it started making its way towards you, you started screaming and quickly ran out of the pool. Your heart was racing with fear, and you refused to go back into the water until it was out, but Isaac picked it up with his bare hands and tried to bring it closer to you.

You ran away from the pool as Isaac tried to let you know that it was just a fake rubber snake, you were furious at him, he knew you hated snakes and hated when he pulled pranks like this. 

"Isaac!" you yelled in annoyance with a scolding tone.

Isaac playfully rolled his eyes as your mad expression stayed on your face as he tried to cheer you up to get away with it, "Ugh! okay I'm sorry," he groaned apologizing, you knew he meant it but didn't at the same time. He wanted to play a prank on you and now he was mad at himself for making you mad.

"I really am," he said with a slightly convincing tone when you huffed in annoyance, he knew you were going to forgive him, you rolled your eyes at him muttering a small, "I forgive you" he smiled at you, and you sarcastically smiled back at him.

"Just don't do it again!" you yelled at him as he threw the fake snake to side while you slowly made your way back into the cold water, "Oh c'mon you know I love you too much to make you mad at me again," he blurted out, you looked at him confused on what he meant when he said, "I love you too much." 

"What?" you asked, you didn't know if he meant as friends or not but in that moment all of you old/stuffed down feelings for him returned, "What'd you say?" you asked again, "Nothing," he answered a little too quickly, you automatically knew that was a lie.

"Your lying," you confronted him, "I like you?" he sheepishly told you as it was a question, "As friends, right?" you asked him still not knowing what he meant by it, "No?" he questioned himself, "No?" you repeated.

"Yes?" slightly upset by his answer you asked, "Yes or no?" 

"I like you." he blurted out, you looked at him shocked. He liked me? "I like you too," you smiled at him, he was surprised, and you had no words, and that was the day that you guys admitted your feelings for each other.

~flashback over~

You currently sat on his bed, he was crisscrossed in front of you, and you were sitting on your knees, you two were making out, he was horny, and you were kind of horny, you were getting there. 

His hand was wrapped around your waist and your hand was gently placed on his cheek; the other was covering over your stomach, but as you guys got more into the kiss, more lust, more passion, you both started to lay back until Isaac eventually leaned on you cause both to fall back onto his bed.

Wincing at the feeling of your body hitting the bed, your stomach started to hurt even more than it already did, the pain was beginning to become unbearable. You were currently on your period.

Your periods always sucked, you had horrible cramps, and had no motivation to do anything, go to school, do homework, or talk to friends, you were just exhausted and wanted to get some sleep.

Although you somehow managed to go over to your best friend's/boyfriend's house, he really wanted to see you over the weekend, for some reason and you missed him and just wanted to be comfortable over the weekend and having him there would make you ten times more comfortable and relaxed.

Isaac heard you wincing as he hovered over you causing him to pull away and sit up, "What's wrong?" he asked, his tone was filled with concern, but he was also being very needy today so there was some slight annoyance somewhere in there, "I'm on my period and I'm having really bad cramps," you complained with a groan as you also sat up.

Isaac being his cheeky and flirty self-responded with, "Sex helps with cramps it's scientifically proven," he smirked, you rolled your eyes at him in annoyance and in embarrassment, there was no way he just said that to you, you slapped him over the head causing him to let out a yelp, you also wondered how he even knew that since it is true but you chose to just ignore it.

"Ow" he rubbed the back of his head in pain as you sat there not really knowing what to do or say until he spoke up, "I'm dead serious and you should know that I don't care if you're on your period,"

You started to become flustered at his words, you were shocked that he said that you had never done it while being on your period and you didn't plan on it. "Isaac!" you scolded him, "What? I'm serious," he shrugged, you contemplated on it, he had ruined the moment and now there was no way that you would want to do it.

"Scientifically proven," he reminded you with a tight smile and shrug, instead of responding you decided to take control and try to get back in the mood.

Getting up from your spot on the bed, you crawled onto his lap and straddled him. He was surprised by your actions, but he did not mind, he smiled as he placed his hands onto your waist as you climbed onto his lap swinging your leg over his, smiling down at him before leaning in and giving him a very passionate kiss.

His fingers tightly gripped your waist as you pulled him as close as possible, both of you smiling into the kiss, his hands roamed your back and ass. You two continued to make out on Isaac's bed, until you started kissing down his neck as he let out a few soft grunts as you mindlessly ran your fingers through his hair.

Pulling away from his to take off your jacket and shirt, Isaac did the same before smashing his lips back into yours and laying you down on his bed once again. He hovered over you, kissing down your neck and stomach until he reached you pants. He looked up at you for permission to take them off, you nodded in response and before you know he took them off along with his own leaving you both in your undergarments.

Before Isaac could do or anything you sat up and placed your hands on the back of his neck and bought him into a very deep and passionate kiss, which turned into another make out session until he pulled away and asked for permission to continue and finish what you guys had started.

You obviously nodded and then you know.

[oddheadd]

Frostbite °• : ⁠｡ - Chapter II

Wendigo/Skinwalker x Reader

CW: Gore, animal deaths. The religion is made up and in no way do I intent to offend anyone, please don't read if such subjects trigger you.

I stare at my laptop screen, wanting to bang my head against the wall as I observe the blank page.

Yesterday I actually managed to fall asleep. The tapping didn't continue, but that's probably more disturbing. I would've brushed it off as the quirk of the cabin, but it was so random.

I sigh and close the laptop, lazily lifting myself off the couch and deciding to make myself another cup of coffee. I go outside and sit on the porch, drinking the steaming, bitter liquid. I watch the forest and I feel it drawing me in.

I keep watching the hypnotizing sway of the trees with the gentle wind, before I bring the now empty cup into the house and head out again, walking straight into the forest.

I wonder if it's still there.

As a child, I'd always wander into the forest, making mud pies, finding big sticks and hopefully searching for the animals. In my child, naive mind I thought I'd hop on their backs and they'd take me away into the wonderland.

Then I saw it... Not a cute, big eyed, furry animal, but the monstrously enormous monastery. What once used to be a praying space was then broken down and abandoned. And despite my fear, I went in.

The walls were painted with blood, carcasses of small animals hung loosely from the ceiling... In the very edge of the room, what I assume a recently killed deer was hung on the wall, its body was cut from it's neck to it's stomach, as if showing off it's insides.

I ran home crying and mom never brought me here after that. I assume it was something ritualistic. I shouldn't have wondered into the 17-19th century broken down catholic church anyways.

I sigh and kick around in the snow.

Looking down I see something. I furrow my brows and lean down, looking at what I assume is a deer footprint.

Then I hear shuffling behind me. I immediately turn around and-

"Oh, hi..." - A man waves at me awkwardly. He has dark hair with a matching pair of almond shaped eyes. Lashes, longer than my own rest on his eyelids under his thick brows. His hair is a little overgrown and he has a bit of stubble. He's wearing warm clothes and there's a hunting rifle in his left hand.

"Ah- You scared me." - I chuckle sheepishly.

"Sorry." - He smiles. - "What are you doing here?"

"...Taking a walk, I guess?"

"All alone? These woods are dangerous." - He furrows his brows a little.

"Really? I used to play in here all the time when I was a child..."

"You live here?" - He tilts his head and rests the rifle on the snowy ground.

"Not really, me and my family used to come here in summer. Now I'm here to uh, work, I guess?"

He smiles again. - "I just moved a few months ago."

I eye his rifle. - "You like hunting?"

"I hunt for food." - He corrects me. He then gives me his free hand to shake, and I do so. - "...Nathan."

"Y/N. You said the forest is dangerous? I've only seen deer so far..."

"Wolves." - He answers Shortly. - "But yes, there are lots of deer in here. Check this out," - He comes closer and leans down, pointing at the footprints I was observing before. - "I've never seen a footprint of a deer that big. If I manage to catch it, I won't have to hunt for a few weeks, maybe even a month. I swear to God I've been trying to hunt it down for days." - He sighs.

"Oh wow." - I tilt my head. - "Hunting seems intense."

"It's not as hard if you know the basics. Just long... And I'm impatient." - He chuckles. - "I could show you."

He looks at me with a smile and I find it hard to decline his offer. I smile back and nod.

We walk for a while, getting to know each other. He then lays down behind a fallen log and motions for me to do the same. We wait for a while and then two deer walk into our view. Nathan looks at me and brings his finger to his lips to hush me.

It all happens fast, there's a bang and the deer falls as the other runs away. Nathan gets up and approaches it. "You gotta be humane when you kill them, try aiming where it would have vital organs so it dies fast."

I hesitantly follow him. I look at the deers hooves and only then do I realize the huge difference between these and the footprints I saw earlier. The footprints were three, if not four times bigger.

I start to get bad vibes from this. - "...Have you seen big deer before?"

Nathan looks at me with a puzzled expression. - "Huh?"

"You said the footprints we saw earlier were big." - I say and sit on the nearby rock. - "You see them often?"

"...Not really."

"That's... Disturbing." - I sneer.

Nathan grins. - "Why, you worried for me?"

I snort. - "No, I'm worried for myself. I live on the edge of the forest." - I joke and he chuckles.

"It's totally a deer, I'm sure nothing to worry about." - He shrugs and starts tying the rope around the dead animal. - "If you're too worried, though..."

He stands up straight and approaches me, placing his hands on the rock, trapping me in-between. - "I could give you my number."

I chuckle and he backs up. - "The service is shitty but we can text. I don't like calls anyways."

"Okay." - I grin and he smiles. I write my number in my notepad, tearing the paper out and giving it to him after.

"You should go now, it's getting dark. Want me to walk you?"

I shrug. - "Nope. Just lead me towards the main path and I'll return myself." - I instruct him.

The walk home isn't too long, and I find myself attracted to the man as he waves at me. I walk into the cabin and sigh, happy to be embraced by warmth.

Then the deer footprints float up into my mind and I feel uneasy. How can Nathan be so calm? The deer is probably humongous, why? Is it a type of anomaly?

My worries wash away as my phone buzzes and I see a text from an unknown number.

"So you live on the edge of the forest? If you see a seven foot deer, text me asap ;P"

[pappydaddy]

idiot (j.m.)

a/n: ha, i'm baaaack! bet cha didn't think y'all were getting this fic!

tv show/movie: outer banks | pairing: jj maybank x fem!pogue!reader

requested by a lovely anon as part of my 800 follower celebration

synopsis: jj tries to impress his girlfriend, but it doesn't go as well as he planned.

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warnings: reckless actions, accident, mention of a dislocation, mention of breaking a bone, fluff.

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JJ has done stupid and reckless things before. It was expected of him and he liked to live up to expectations. He was the unhinged friend that stressed everyone out. Since meeting him in elementary school, Y/N didn’t know JJ not to be daring which meant that she (being the nervous and apprehensive person she was) often found herself on the verge of a heart attack whenever he pulled his little stunts. Since they started dating two years ago, his chaos and recklessness has decreased, but not by any significant bounds. 

  But the decrease wasn’t from JJ changing, it was from Y/N insisting that he needs to be safe and arguing with him (which actually makes him think first). Even then, it’s a fifty-fifty shot that he actually listens. For instance, there was a new skatepark installed on The Cut, a last-ditch effort to (a) make The Cut look nicer, (b) keep Pogues out of Kook territory, and (c) lower crime rates. Of course, JJ, who has never skateboarded before, was convinced it was just like surfing so, therefore, he believed he would be a pro at it. He was wrong. Horribly wrong. But, thanks to Y/N, he was wearing a helmet and managed to avoid concussing himself on the concrete after he fell off the metal railing (nearly hitting his head on that). 

  Now, the dirt bike track was finally up and running again following the brief closure (three years) due to the owner going to jail for embezzlement. Now, after two former motocross x-game finalists who grew up in The Cut had bought it, it was fixed up and ready to be used again. Of course, JJ was naturally drawn to it, visiting every day so far this summer. Most of the time, Y/N went with him, but she was unable to go the past three weeks because Sarah had pulled her away to the mainland for shopping. 

  “Babe, I am so excited for you to come to the course again,” JJ was nearly bouncing off the walls all day. He even woke up at nine in the morning (and was like this from the start). His breakfast of a mixture of half a box of fruity pebbles and half a box of lucky charms was not helping anything. “I’ve been working on so many neat moves with Nathan, he says that I have enough skill that I could enter comps and win huge cash prizes.” 

  She looked over at him from where she packed things into her tote bag. “Nathan would know, maybe you should enter some contests. You could probably enter some surfing contests too,” She nodded, double checking the contents of her bag. JJ spending every day at the course has led to Nathan (one of the owners) coaching him as a hobby. Completely free and completely spontaneous. “You could really make a career out of these, J.” She reminded him. 

  “I don’t know, Babe,” He shrugged, grabbing the sunscreen and her sunglasses that she forgot on her dresser. “Some of these guys that play these sports come from rich families who pay for only the best training. No way I can compete against that. Their parents buy them wins basically! How can I win against someone who bribes the judges? Or someone who has the best bike?” He pointed out, handing her the items as she started to walk out of their room. 

  “Thanks,” She smiled up at him, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “And Nathan has competed against them and won, he can teach you how. Talent is always better than money in the long run. It’s worth a try if you think you’ll be happy,” A honk sound from outside, signalling that the Twinkie was there. “I mean, you asked me out because you thought it would make you happy and look at us now. Living together.” She gestured around at the small cottage-like house they rent. Two-bedroom, one bath, and the floor plan was open concept because it was just a kitchen and living room. 

  “Would you be okay if I started competing,” JJ asked her, his hand reaching out to gently grab her arm when she started to walk towards the front door, another honk sounding from John B. She turned around, seeing him inches away from her, eyes staring down into hers as he waited for her answer. “It’s easy to get hurt in these sports and I don’t want you worrying all the time.” 

  She sighed, smiling at him, hands coming up to cup his face. “I’m always gonna worry about you JJ. What matters is if you’re happy. You sacrifice so much for me, I can sacrifice being scared out of my wits for the length of a competition.” With that, she rolled up to the balls of her feet, pressing a kiss to his lips just when another honk sounded. 

____

  “I can’t believe you said you would be fine with him competing,” Sarah shook her head as she watched the course. People zipped around, mud flying in every direction. Sarah and Y/N sat on the bleachers, free sodas from the cooler in hand. Y/N looked up from her book, eyes searching for JJ instantly, quickly finding him talking to Nathan off on the side. “I mean, someone wipes out every second. If John B started competing in motocross I would have a nervous breakdown.” 

  Y/N shrugged, eyes leaving JJ to see John B ripping around the course. “It makes him happy and he’s really excited about Nathan telling him he could do well at this,” She took a sip of her soda, the cool liquid helping cool her body temperature. “I’m not going to let my worries ruin this for him.” 

  “You’re braver than me, girl.” Sarah shook her head, taking a drink of her own soda just as Kie and Pope turned the corner, climbing the bleachers with take out containers in their hands from the food truck parked in the parking lot. 

  “We got JJ and John B’s, they are on the bottom to stay warm,” Pope told the two girls, handing them two containers. “Though, I don’t know why I try since they will devour them cold by choice,” Pope shook his head, settling down beside Sarah, picking up his untouched soda. “Are they almost ready for a break anyway? They’ve been at this for hours.” He asked, popping the tab open, the carbonation hissing as it rushed out. 

  Glancing over at the track, Y/N shrugged. “John B will probably be done once he finishes this lap, but JJ is probably gonna take the course once more so Nathan can time him,” She explained. “He’s aiming to break his personal best.” She was proven correct when JJ pulled his helmet over his head, securing it as he nodded along to whatever Nathan was telling him, his face hidden by the dark tinted face shield. 

  Just as John B finished his lap, JJ revved his engine, mud slinging around as his tire spun. Y/N perked up slightly as he drove to the startline. With a flick of Nathan’s thumb, JJ took off, zipping around the track. Y/N wiggled to the edge of her seat, setting her soda and the two containers of fries on the bench beside her. Something told her to keep watching. Maybe it was that she thought he would make a new personal best or maybe JJ had been a little too good about not making reckless decisions as of late. She wasn’t too sure, but here she was hanging off of every mound and every turn as if he were competing for a national title. 

  Then, it all made sense when she noticed Nathan’s hands flying through the air, looking like he was telling JJ to slow down or something as he yelled into the radio that allows him to communicate with JJ. “Is that some kind of signal?” Sarah asked, her nose wrinkling as she watched Nathan’s hand movements in confusion. 

  “They have radio communication, he wouldn’t need to use hand signals unless JJ was training for a race,” John B, who Y/N didn’t notice had joined them, explained. He tipped his uncapped water bottle towards Nathan. “It looks like he’s stressin’. Must think JJ’s pushing himself too hard.” 

  The group watched with worried expressions. From where they sat, they could hear the raised voice of Nathan but they couldn’t hear what he was saying over the roar of JJ’s motor. It was a split second. A tiny movement. But it told Y/N exactly what was going on. As JJ flew by the stands, she could see the way his head stayed tilted towards her for a second too long to not be a coincidence, followed by a sudden surge of speed. “Oh, God, JJ,” She tucked her lip between her teeth. “Please don’t. Listen to Nathan.” She pleaded quietly, hoping he could sense her wishes. 

  “Don’t do what? What’s he doing?” Pope asked, looking at Y/N with nervous eyes. Before Y/N could react, JJ’s bike took the turn too tight, tire hitting the soft mud at such a high speed (nearly double the speed Nathan suggested probably), slinging mud and causing him to lose control. Everyone stood as the bike started to fall, flinging JJ off it, but Y/N was already running down the bleachers while Nathan ran towards him from the ground. 

  “JJ,” Y/N yelled, not caring that her white sneakers were getting covered in sloppy mud. Somehow, she managed to get to JJ before Nathan, dropping to her knees, ignoring the cold, uncomfortable feeling of mud shifting under her. “JJ, does anything hurt? Oh my god.” She muttered, shaking fingers trying to undo his helmet strap to pull it off, but she could barely feel any of her limbs as panic took over. 

  “My shoulder,” JJ’s voice was strained and muffled as Y/N still fumbled with the helmet. Finally pulling it off his head, she could see his face screwed up in pain, his other hand clutching the shoulder he landed on (and was currently laying on). “It really hurts.” He could barely open his eyes as he flopped his head back, mud matting into his blonde hair. 

  “His shoulder hurts, what do we do?” Y/N looked up at Nathan who turned the bike off, handing it off to John B to put away. Crouching down on the other side of JJ, he looked down at him. 

  “I think he popped his shoulder out of place,” Nathan observed, looking up at Y/N as she softly stoked JJ’s hair, feeling rather useless as he groaned in pain, a few tears even slipping from his shut eyes, mixing with the mud laying under him. “Let’s sit him up first, but someone has to take him to the hospital to get it set.”  

  “You’re not gonna go to the hospital?” Y/N asked him, eyes nearly popping out. While all of them were now adults, Nathan was in his early thirties making him more of an adult than the 19-year-olds who currently surrounded him.

  A whimper from JJ made her look down at him, seeing him trying to move. Gently, she placed her hand on his chest, rubbing it to calm him down. “I’ll be right behind you guys, I just don’t have the room to drive him to the hospital comfortably in my two-seater.” He pointed over to the car park where his black Mazda MX-5 sat, backed into the spot next to the Twinkie - a hilarious sight. 

  “We’ll help him to the van, Y/N/N,” John B crouched down, placing his hand on Y/N’s shoulder. Startled, she looked over at him. He could see the tears building in her eyes as she blinked at him, nodding. “He’ll be okay, it’s just a popped shoulder. Remember when he broke his collarbone in freshman year? This is like that but less severe.” 

  He knew she already knew that, but when you see the one you love in unbearable pain, common sense tends to take a backseat. “Okay,” She muttered, looking around - needing something to take her mind off her boyfriend laying there, not being able to open his eyes from the amount of pain he was in. “I'll open the passenger seat and get it set for him-” As she spoke, she slowly took her hands from JJ, moving to stand up but her words were cut off as a hand reached out to grab her wrist. 

  “No, stay,” JJ spoke through clenched teeth, his eyes fluttering open to look at her. His crystal clear blue eyes were clouded by tears and laced with pain as she looked back down at him, kneeling beside him. “I need you.” He whimpered, eyes snapping closed again. 

  “I won’t leave you, J.” She reassured him, pressing a kiss to his cheek softly, hoping it brought him some comfort at least. 

____

  After a very uncomfortable drive with John B going way over every single speed limit, Y/N and JJ sat in an ER bay, the curtain shielding them from the rest of the ER. “Do you think I just dislocated it?” JJ asked, his voice hoarse. He shifted his head on the pillow, looking at Y/N. He was laying more comfortably after the doctors prescribed some pain meds, but Y/N was still treating him like a porcelain doll. 

  “The tests are just to make sure they aren’t missing anything, J,” She reassured him, rubbing soothing circles on his good arm. “Whatever it is, I will take good care of you.” She smiled, throwing a wink at him knowing flirty innuendos were his favourite thing ever - especially when they came from his insanely hot girlfriend. 

  Just as JJ opened his mouth to retort, the curtain opened with a flourish. In came the doctor, followed by two interns all sporting crisp white coats. “Okay, Mr. Maybank,” The older looking doctor spoke up, eyes on the tablet he held, clicking away on it. “We got your scans back, and it looks like you have a very minor glenoid fracture on top of your treated dislocation. Now that your dislocation has been reduced, you should feel a little more comfortable, but that fracture is gonna give you some issues,” He explained, setting the tablet down and pulling a prescription pad from his coat pocket. “I am going to prescribe you some pain medication, Hydrocodone,” He spoke as he scribbled quickly. “Also known as Vicodin. I am not going to prescribe much as it's highly addictive, I recommend only using what you need along with icing frequently and resting it for a full two weeks,” He explained, handing JJ the prescription before pulling a pamphlet from his chest pocket. “That’s a pamphlet on opioids explaining how they work, major side-effects to watch out for, and tips to avoid getting addicted to them. I like to hand them out to help patients manage their pain safely.” 

  “How long does the recovery take?” Y/N asked, her hand gripping JJ’s in relief. 

  “Typically, recovery takes a total of 12 to 16 months. Like I said, after two weeks you can return to normal activity aside from heavy-lifting, sports, or strenuous activity. Then, after a span of 6 weeks or 3 months, you can resume normal activity if your shoulder permits. I would recommend a physical therapist to help with recovery, but for now, lots of rest and my interns will put your arm in a sling.” He gave them a tight smile, nodding as he turned and left the makeshift room. 

  “Hear that, J. Lots of rest and you’re gonna be fine.” Y/N smiled, letting go of JJ’s hand, standing to move out of the way of the interns as they moved around, getting his arm in a sling. She busied herself with collecting his shoes as the nurses helped her dress him earlier (so she didn’t jostle his shoulder getting his clothes on. John B had been so kind as to run to their place to get him clean clothes. 

  “You’re all set, Mr. Maybank, we will see you in 6 weeks to check on your recovery.” With that, they also left the makeshift room, leaving the curtain open. Y/N knew they were busy people and it was just an ER, but the speed of everything made her head spin slightly. 

  “I think I could get used to my hot girlfriend taking care of me for two whole weeks,” JJ commented as she kneeled down in front of him from where the interns helped him sit up, his legs over the edge of the bed. She looked up at him, shooting him a scornful look. “I think restraining myself will be a little strenuous though-”

  “JJ Maybank, no funny business until you are better, until you are cleared to resume all activity, any funny business is off the table,” She informed him sternly. He narrowed his eyes at her, pouting his lip. “I mean it JJ. Maybe then you will take recovery seriously.” 

  “If recovery means we can’t take part in my favourite pastime, then I am going to take it as serious as hell,” He remarked. “This is going to be the fastest and best recovery the doctors have ever seen. Then, you are going to have the time of your life once I am cleared.” He smirked, watching as she stood up, shaking her head. 

  Her smile she had been trying to fight broke free as she sat beside him, making sure to sit to his left (his uninjured side). “I am sure you will.” She whispered, pressing a kiss to his lips. The sound of multiple approaching footsteps made them pull away to see their friends slipping into the open curtain. 

  “Nathan is talking to your doctor, he said he would cover the medical bill,” Pope explained, pointing over his shoulder. “Good thing it was only a minor fracture, now we just have to make sure JJ actually listens during recovery.” He remarked, shooting a playful glare at the blonde. Everyone knew JJ would be a pain in the ass during recovery, always doing things he shouldn’t be doing. 

  “Not gonna be an issue,” Y/N spoke confidently. “We already talked about it and JJ is gonna take it very seriously,” She looked towards him, almost daring him not to keep his word when her face suddenly changed, looking like she had a question. “Why did you take that turn too fast anyway? Nathan was telling you to slow down and the course looked extra muddy today thanks to that rainstorm we just had.” 

  Suddenly, JJ’s cheeks tinged red in a blush and he dropped his eyes to his lap. “I wanted to impress you.” He muttered bashfully, ashamed because she endlessly told him that he impresses her every single day. 

  “You’re an idiot, JJ! You severely injured yourself to impress the girl who has seen you throw up on yourself.” She rolled her eyes, slightly shaking his hair, the only thing she thought she could do to not cause him more pain. 

  Quickly, the bashfulness was wiped from JJ’s face as a smug smile took over his face. “Well, at least I am your idiot, right?” JJ asked, making her roll her eyes at him, a large smile fighting a way onto her face as she leaned in. 

  “That’s why you’re an idiot for trying to impress me, you’re mine forever - regardless of idiocy.” She pressed another kiss to his lips, smiling into the kiss like a fool in love. 

  Pope and John B groaned at the display of affection, but Sarah and Kie cooed, hugging each other. Pope and John B started to gag as the kiss lingered, the pair of them staring into each other’s eyes intently. “Oh, shut up guys-” Kie rolled her eyes at Pope and John B. 

  “Y’all know you’re the reason I believe in love, ya know?” Sarah cooed, ignoring the other three, watching JJ and Y/N as if they were her favourite ship in a show. John B shot her a look, gesturing to himself before giving up. JJ and Y/N were the reason they all believed in love. 

  “Well, she’s the reason I believe in love.” JJ remarked, pressing another kiss to Y/N’s lips.   

[adrienneleclerc]

Teach Me Tonight

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Hispanic!Reader

Summary: Y/N and Xavier are friends, Xavier asks Y/N to tutor him in Spanish

Warnings:

A/N: Inspired by a Gilmore Girls episode, I saw a TikTok that Xavier girls are Conrad girls (the summer I turned pretty), JJ girls (outer banks), Jess and Tristan girls (Gilmore girls), Nathan girls (One Tree Hill), and Damon girls (vampire diaries) and I am definitely a Jess girl because Xavier gives me Jess Mariano vibes

Masterlist

Y/N was with Wednesday and Enid talking about what movie they were going to see.

“I just don’t know why we can’t watch a horror movie.” Wednesday said.

“I will not be able to sleep of we watch a horror movie, do you want me to keep you up with my rambling? Because I ramble when I can’t sleep, I don’t think you want me rambling at 2 in the morning when you’re trying to sleep.” Enid said

“Can’t we watch that Knives Out movie? The one with Chris Evans, it’s an interesting movie, it has Ana de Armas whom I love, it’s a murder mystery, fun for you Wednesday, and it’s Chris Evans, Enid.” Y/N suggested.

“Sounds good” Enid and Wednesday agreed. They were about to talk snacks when Xavier sat right next to Y/N.

“Hey flaquito, we were planning a movie night, you wanna come?” Y/N asked.

“I wanted to talk to you, actually. I was wondering if you can tutor me in Spanish.” Xavier said. Y/N excused herself and walked away from the table with Xavier until they reach a place far away from Enid and Wednesday.

“Flaquito, why do you want to learn Spanish? You never had any interest in learning before. Do you like someone? Did you meet a mamita cubanita and now you wanna impress her?” Y/N asked.

“You are correct, I do want to impress a mamita, so like can you help me, please?” Xavier asked, more like begged.

“Yeah sure, I can help. You wanna study at the library?” Y/N asked.

“No, we can study at the Weathervane if we leave right now. Unless you’re busy.” Xavier said.

“Just give me a minute and then we can go, okay?” Y/N said. She walked back to her table. “Hey, so I gotta help Xavi learn Spanish so we can do the movie night tomorrow. I was thinking we can eat chips, popcorn, and mini cupcakes. Have a little batch of dark chocolate cupcakes for Wednesday.”

“Yeah sure, it’s no problem.” Enid said.

“I can practice my archery. Enid, you’re going to hold the target.” Wednesday said, getting off the table. Enid whimpers as she follows Wednesday to the archery range.

“Flaquito, let me change and then we can go to the Weathervane, okay?” Y/N said and kissed Xavier’s cheek before changing into a casual outfit, grabbed her backpack, her phone, and went back to the quad to meet Xavier. “Okay, let’s go.” They called for an Uber and they got dropped off to the Weathervane.

“Do you want to order something before we get started? I know I can’t concentrate if I’m hungry.” Xavier said.

“Sure, I’ll get a booth and you can order for us, I want a..” Y/N started but Xavier interrupted

“Caramel frappe with a double shot of espresso, extra caramel syrup, and a double chocolate chip brownie heated up.” Xavier said.

“Thanks, how did you know?” Y/N asked.

“I pay attention, I’ll be right back.” Xavier said. A few minutes after ordering, Xavier brought their orders to their booth. “Here’s your frappe and brownie, where do we start with the Spanish thing?”

“Umm…we can just practice Spanish words. Um…how do you say this?” Y/N says, holding up Xavier’s mug of coffee.

“Cup-ito.” Xavier said.

“It’s actually called a taza, if you want to add ‘ito’ it would be tacita But it’s fine, how do you say this?” Y/N asks, pointing to her plate.

“Plate-ito” Xavier said.

“Plato, it’s Plato, or platito, but please stop adding ‘ito’ to everything, it’s like you’re not even trying.” Y/N said.

“Okay, I’m sorry, lo siento.” Xavier said.

“So you got ‘I’m sorry’ right in Spanish, that’s good. How do you say this in Spanish?” Y/N asks holding up her phone.

“Aren’t there like a million ways to say it?” Xavier asked.

“Not a million ways but there are a few ways to say it.” Y/N stated.

“I think it’s teléfono, celular, móvil, and that’s it, right?” Xavier asked.

“Yeah, that’s all.” Y/N said, two more hours of practicing Spanish…

“Ugh, I’m bored, we should get ice cream.” Xavier said.

“Then ask Tyler for some ice cream.” Y/N said stating the obvious.

“Not this ice cream, I want ice cream shop ice cream” Xavier said.

“Flaquito, ice cream is ice cream. We’re in the Weathervane, just ask for ice cream.” Y/N said,

“But they don’t have any cones.” Xavier said.

“Cones?” Y/N asked,

“I need cones.” Xavier stated.

“Okay, so if we go get ice cream..”

“In cones,” Xavier said, elongating the O

“Then you’ll be a perfect student for the rest of the night?” Y/N asked.

“That’s right.” Xavier said.

“I cannot believe you less. Okay, we’ll walk to the ice cream shop and I’ll keep testing you, won’t that be fun?” Y/N asked.

“You have no idea how much.” Xavier said, they packed their things and started walking.

“Okay, how do you say ice cream?” Y/N asked.

“In Mexico its nieve, in general it’s helado, right?” Xavier asked.

“Así es, flaquito. You’re learning pretty fast.” Y/N said.

“Now I have a question for you, how do you ask someone out in Spanish?” Xavier asked. The question kinda hurt a little but whatever.

“Um, you’d say ‘quieres salir conmigo’ for the general ‘you wanna go out’, if you wanna specify that’s it’s date, it’s ‘quieres salir conmigo a una cita’ but i Don’t like how that sounds personally.” Y/N says.

“Okay, um, are there any pet names you can say on Spanish? Besides flaquito because i know that means skinny.” Xavier.

“Yeah sure, flaquito, there’s mi amor, mi vida, mi cielo, corazón, querida. You could use that on her. Preciosa, linda, bonita, mi niña bonita, mi niña linda, mi niña preciosa, but that’s what my dad calls me so replace niña with chica and you should be fine on that front too.” Y/N said.

“Okay, that sounds good, thanks.” Xavier said, they made it to the ice cream shop and Xavier order for them and paid.

“You didn’t have to pay, flaquito.” Y/N said,

“Of course I did, you’re paying for the Uber.” Xavier said, Y/N then called for an Uber and they got to Nevermore. “Thank you for tonight, I’m gonna ask the girl out tomorrow.

“Yeah, im glad I could help.” Y/N said, they both went to their dorms and when Y/N went to her dorm to see Enid and Wednesday doing face masks. Enid is wearing a green clay mask, Wednesday is wearing a charcoal mask obviously.

“I would love to ask questions about you and Xavier but we gotta rinse these off.” Enid said stiffly, Enid rinsed her mask first and then Wednesday. “So what happened?”

“Nothing much, Xavier is going to ask someone out so I taught him Spanish, we got coffee and ice cream and her ordered for me and paid.” Y/N said.

“At least he paid.” Wednesday said.

“True. Let’s just watch a movie.” Y/N said,

“Can we Watch 10 things I hate about you?” Enid asked.

“Yeah sure, put it on the TV.” Y/N says laying down on her bed.

“I Don’t want to watch a Romantic comedy.” Wednesday said.

“Then watch a horror movie on my computer, it’s right there.” Y/N said pointing at her laptop.

The next day, Y/N woke up to knocking and she opened the door.

“Flaquito, It’s early, what do you want?” Y/N asked.

“To ask you something.” Xavier said,

“Make it quick, flaquito, Wednesday would probably chop my head clean off with a guillotine if I wake her up.” Y/N said walking into the hallway, closing the door behind her.

“Mi vida, quieres salir conmigo? Podemos ir a una cena romántica, ir por otro helado, lo que quiere la princesa.” Xavier said. Y/N was shocked.

“Wait, wait, did you learn Spanish so you could ask me out?” Y/N asked.

“Technically yes, I also learned Spanish so it would be easier to talk to your parents when I meet them. But yes, I learned for you,” Xavier said.

“You’re so sweet. And yes, I would love to go out with you,” Y/N said,

“Okay, great, I was practicing on Ajax for half an hour.” Xavier said, hugging Y/N.

“You were that nervous?” Y/N asked.

“Yes, yes I was. Wanna go get breakfast with me? We’re already up.” Xavier said.

“I’ll change and we can go eat breakfast.” Y/N said, she went to her dorm, changed, and met with Xavier in the hallway.

“You wanna go to the diner? I don’t feel like having Nevermore breakfast.” Xavier said.

“Yeah, we can go to the diner. Would this be our first official date or..?” Y/N asked.

“Our first official date is going to be much better than a diner. But let’s go, im hungry.” Xavier said.

“Yeah, Let’s go.” Y/N said.

The End

Hope you liked it, give me some more ideas for fanfics, I’m running out

[jessiquinn]

”You are perfect”, “shut up”(reader x cable AKA Nathan Summers)

I wrote this in 2022 or something, I’m kinda proud of it, even though it’s pretty cringe, but I DON’T CARE. CRINGE WITH ME.

Stubborn injured reader x cable (Nathan Summers) one-shot

Warnings:

1-injury, details. 2-cringe. 3-self harm?? 4-magic use. 5-bad writing and editing. 6-self hate. 7-everything.

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You got injured in the last mission but decided on hiding it from everyone, especially Cable... he likes to overreact...

well... it was a long cut on the arm but I can fix it on my own, I don't want them to think I'm weaker than they already think.

it hurts I'm not gonna lie... especially that it's open... fucking hell Acting like there's nothing wrong, "It's strange that you didn't get hurt today, usually, you always get hit" Domino teasing you, "I'm learning," is all you said, "Great because it's about time we arrive in the next mission" looking ahead What.. next mission!! I didn't know about that... shit! everyone got to their position, trying to look fine, "You know what to do, exactly like last time" Cable said looking at every single one of us, “be careful” giving you a glance. heading to your position in the field let's do this! so far everything went well, shooting everything and everyone I see... I need to be good enough for them alright! I can't be weak! shooting the enemy with a strong blast killing 5 at once, "Good shot" Cable said (on the earpiece) Feeling proud of yourself that you didn't notice someone sneaking at you, "dumb bitch" turning around to see one of the enemies that still remains... shit. pointing his gun at you. Fuck... "Throw your earpiece or I'll shoot" he threatened, I did just that, and he smirked. lowering his gun and walking closer to you. what the fuck is happening...

You understood what happened when he touched your thigh... about to attack him "Na, do that and I'll shoot" He kept touching getting higher. what am I supposed to do... I don't know, I am really weak.. see! I can't be alone for 5 seconds without getting hurt! I feel hurt... he took the earpiece from the ground, finally! took the chance and attacked him to the ground, he was strong but the adrenaline rushed through my veins. I can't lose!! finally knocking him out, just now noticing the cut he made on my thigh. so fucking convenient! taking the earpiece "I repeat, back to the plane" Cable said. running there, thankfully it wasn't that deep. the one on my arm tho... it's a different story. "took you long enough,-" cutting her "Shut it!" you said, she was surprised. Domino’s nice to everyone but to me, she defiantly deserved that! walking past everyone to the plane. Deadpool sat next to you, this is weird. "pst... pstt" looking at him, "Y/n... I'm sorry I couldn't reach you in time" he said feeling extremely bad. "what are you talking about" Looking at him, his face turned into a sad frown. "I saw what happened, I couldn't reach you, I’m sorry", "well you saw wrong because nothing happened, plus even if it happened... it's not your fault" looking at the window. he kept quiet then, "If you ever want to talk about it.. you can come to me" why does he care so much... "I... sure.. thanks Wade" the truth is he always had a soft spot for you, after you left running he shot him in the crouch just to make sure... he'll die... slowly you slept for the rest of the flight, finally arrived, heading straight to your bedroom, closing the door behind you, Sigh... finally.. peace and quiet. going to the mirror revealing the cut that had become worse than before... it might need stitches. everyone here has self-healing but me, god.. why did you make me this weak... if I go to the infirmary they'll all know that I got injured for the millionth time.

I got an idea!! what about that magic book we have in the library, it must have a spell in it to fix this mess. going to the library, searching for the book. it was well hidden but I got it, no one knows about this book but me, well.. as far as I know.

sprinting to your room before anyone notices you, "Yn," turning to see its cable, "hi..." He's always scary... he's smart and perfect. he's perfect for a leader... "5 minutes, in the living room" serious as always.

going back to your room and locking the door... I'm not a magician but I'll try.

searching for a spell that will heal my injuries, or at least cover them well enough that I can last for a couple of missions. there's one here... "esaelp dnuow diputs ym Lael!!" the room started to get messy but my wound started to disappear!!!

after a couple of minutes of healing, I looked at my injury... it's not there anymore, running to the meeting... The thing is... it's too good to be true.. right? Next day I felt great pain, coughing... my forehead is burning. on top Of that we have a mission today. How am I going to hide this from them? I'm going to be kicked out of the team, For sure... nobody wants a burden after all... I made it worse than it is.

inspecting the injury, it looks purple. reading through the book again... shit! (when used be cautious of your intention, if it was spoiled you will be punished) reading more (the only way to solve the curse is by doing your fear)

skip "Everyone get ready, 9 we will move" cable was a cold man, he always scared me but I don't want to disappoint him... bandaging the wound with anything I got, and taking fever pills. everything felt like a fever dream. while waiting for the others to arrive, cable was there... he was fixing something... focused on what he was doing that you didn't notice that he was looking at you now. he's perfect... like always. unlike me... lost in thought you didn't notice he was walking closer to you. "Yn" He raises your chin to make you look at him. looking into your eyes, almost like reading my soul. "Are you alright?" concerned about me, is this one of the spells jokes? "Yn," he said again, "is everything alright? you look pale"

"I.." suddenly hearing some whistling, it's Wade "DAMN we're late for 5 minutes and this happens wow," Deadpool says while Domino smirks he got off, "let's go" serious like always, I'm sure what happened was a hallucination. my fever is getting worse... after arriving and everyone going to their positions, trying to do your job but your vision is getting worse... 5... I killed 5 so far. 2 are standing... "Yn! Kill them NOW," looking at them, trying to point. thankfully you killed them. sitting on the floor, more like falling on it. your breathing is unstable...this is too much... losing my vision too. "Yn, we need you, Move!"... no response so much pain... should I just end this pain myself or wait for anyone to do it for me, anything would be better than this torture. "Yn! Respond!" does he only know my name or something? fuck this shit! without a thought you started pointing the gun at your head, what the fuck am I doing! is the spell responsible? but overall I can’t stop... maybe... it will be for the best... slowly pulling the trigge-, tackled on the floor. "YN! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU" Cable said furious, looking at him clueless.. your head hurting. he took you immediately, carrying you to the plane. everyone asked what happened but he kept quiet, kicking everyone out. taking off your clothes to check for injuries to find unexpected, cuts and deep wounds.

this is not new! this is obviously old, “What the actual fuck yn, why would you hide something like that!” feeling hurt, do they not trust me? he fixed all your wounds and waited for you to wake up, you had lots of explaining to do. --- "I don't want to disappoint you..." "You never disappoint me Yn" "You are perfect, I don't deserve your care" "Shut the fuck up" Happy dumb ending.

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as I said, I’m sorry for this cringe.

if you have any tips for me please don’t hesitate to tell me!

please reblog 💜

Thank you for reading

[emma-frxst]

Something in the Orange (part 3/3)

Pairing: Cable/ Nathan Summers x reader

Summary: after losing his wife somewhere in time, Cable will stop at nothing to find her.

Part 1

Part 2

Warnings: angst, character illlness

A/n- thanks for reading! Comments and reblogs are appreciated

Cable didn’t sleep for as long as y/n was in the hospital. He never left her side.

The doctor came in while she was still sleeping.

By the look on their face, it wasn’t good news.

Cable didn’t say anything, just let the doctor do all the talking.

“Her prognosis is..not good. The neurons in the brain are not sending messages correctly. The dendrites, which are the part of the neuron that receives electrical impulses, are deteriorating rapidly. I’m afraid she’s only got a few months. I believe long term exposure to a extremely powerful energy source was the cause of her condition. I’m sorry Mr. Summers. I’ll give you a minute.”

What the hell. This was so fucking unfair. He just got her back and now she’s dying? Fuck. Why me? Why didn’t i find her sooner?

(Y/n’s) voice pulled him from his spiraling thoughts.

“Is the doctor gone?” She asked, eyes still closed.

Cable let out a sigh. She was sneaky, Cable would give her that.

“Yeah.”

She opened her eyes and looked straight at Nathan. For once, she couldn’t read his expression.

A heavy silence lingered in the air

Nathan scooted the chair close to her and sat down.

He took her hand in his, bringing it to his lips.

“All those attempts to come home with the temporal dial…it was too much energy for my body to handle I guess.”

She looked up at Nathan with watery eyes

“I don’t wanna die.” She said, her voice wavering.

And with that Nathan’s heart split in two

And I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't

'Cause if I say I miss you I know that you won't

Cable looked at her, really looked at her. His wife, his partner..his everything.

He knew in that moment what he had to do.

“This is all my fault (y/n) I should’ve found you sooner. I’m so damn sorry.”

“Not your fault my love.” This time is was y/n who brought Cable’s hand to her lips. She was only able to give him a weak show of affection.

“(Y/n) I’ve got to fix this….”

“Nathan you can’t fix everyth-“

“I’ll use both our dials and go back in time, back before I ever lost you the first time..and if that doesn’t work I’ll- I’ll find you sooner, I know where you were I can find you.”

“Nathan no, I’ve spent so many damn years without you. I want to be with you during what little time I’ve got left.”

Cable was about to object, but y/n pleaded with him not to go. And well..he had always been putty in her hands. Years apart didn’t change that.

“Okay, darlin.” He said, placing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

“Thanks…I think I’m gonna go back to sleep I’m really tired.”

“You just rest, baby.”

“Okay.” She replied and smiled at him.

Nathan had missed out on that smile a long time.

Later that night when (y/n) was sound asleep Cable quietly snuck her temporal dial from her bag and synced it with his own.

He looked over her sleeping form once more.

“I’m sorry (y/n) I’ve got to do this. I’ve got to at-least try.” He sighed. “We’ll be together again before you know it.”

He placed one last kiss on her forehead before setting the dials.

Nathan pressed the button, leaving (y/n) once more.

He left the present with one thing he hadn’t had in a long time.

Hope.

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Day xv: Collaring

Summary: What a way for your every worried boyfriend to see you. Words: 887 Warning: Allusion to Sexual Intercourse. Blowjobs. More of a Crack Fic than Kink. Characters: Cable x Mutant!Reader

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"I knew you two were into some kinky shit, but this takes the cake."

You rolled your eyes, still unable to escape from the confinements of the leash and chains you were bound in. Wade Wilson getting on your ass about your current predicament wasn't helping the situation. Nate may have his signature scowl on his face, but you know him and he wasn't happy about the situation you've thrown yourself into without his knowledge or help for the matter until it was too late.

"Look, Dildo Boy, if you're gonna help me, less talking and more freeing." You snapped.

You still wondered why you had been as idiotic as you had been for going alone on this mission when you had a half-robotic badass of a boyfriend and a semi-stable but mostly homicidal best friend that could tag along. Maybe it was because you felt the need for an immediate action and avoiding any unnecessary violence if you could stop it. But somehow it was far from what happened. Held captive in a warehouse with a hundred henchmen guarding you upon finding out you were a mutant, then there was your two idiots coming to save you and killing a lot of people along the way.

"I mean, collars, I'm sure to write something about this in my fanfiction about you two." Wade continued to drone, ignoring the fact that you were still held captive .

You turned you gaze towards Nate, a frown still resting on his face--which wasn't anything new when it comes to him. What's new was the fact that he wasn't cutting to the chase and just freeing you. Instead, he was just watching you in your predicament. A collar wrapped securely around your neck, connected to a leash mounted on the wall, your arms were chained to the floor with your feet, with how short the chains were, you were left on your ass unable to actually stand up.

Was he enjoying this look on you or was he just being an extra douchebag today--you'll never know unless you ask him directly.

"I'll handle her from here."

Just a simple sentence brought a shiver down your spine. The big bad mercenary from the future has a plan and it certainly doesn't involve one Wade Wilson that was for once left speechless at Nate's intent towards you.

"Look at the time," Wade muttered looking at his non-existent watch. "I have a prenatal checkup I have to attend to. Have fun you two and please use some protection, I don't want to be an uncle so early in my life."

Without either of your making any response to Wade's excuse, your focus was solely directed at the man now standing as imposing as the first day you had ever met him, it's just that, this time, he wasn't hell bent on killing the kid but something a little less dark and more on the lines of kinky as Wade has said.

"What am I ever gonna do with you?"

"I'm sure you could think of something." You found yourself still brave enough to say.

Crouching to meet your gaze, you were breathless at the sight of him. A demented look on his face you were all too familiar with. His Techno-Organic infected hand cupped your cheeks, before sliding down the columns of your neck to the swells of your breast. Gently tweaking your nipples, the moan was quick to escape your lips. The action sent the familiar warmth to your core.

"I think the collar and chains are a good look on you. Maybe this way, you'd finally stay when you're told to fucking stay."

Twisting your nipple had your gasping and trying your best to pull away from his touch.

"Hold it." He ordered and even with the intense pain, you remain in position. "Good girl."

Finally releasing his grip on your nipple, his hand once again found their way to your cheeks.

"Again, what am I gonna do with you?" He asked, and this time, the answer was much clearer.

"Anything you want, Daddy." You whimpered as the smile finally rested on his face.

"Good thing we have this whole place to ourselves." He points out standing right back up on his two feet and unzips his pants, the smile had also now formed on your lips at your usually reserved boyfriend's sudden brazen ideas. "Wanna make a bet first how long before Red Dildo comes back to see what we're doing?" He inquired, freeing his already hardening erection.

Your mouth watered and the idea of anyone--including Wade, possibly seeing this, brought a sudden thrill in you. Something you never usually come to experience with your old-man boyfriend.

"Give or take ten minutes before he shows up and ask if he can join."

"Feeling a little frisky or is a threesome is too much for you?" He inquired, smirking at how bullshit the words were. The man was too possessive to share you with anyone and by any regards, you were too.

"I just want to keep you to myself, Summers. Don't you dare." You warned.

"Says the girl in a dog leash and chained to the floor."

"Don't act like you're not hard for my predicament." You teased before finally filling your mouth with him.

"Never said I wasn't, Honey."

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(Boss AU!)Cable X (Female!)Reader

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Request from @cheeseburgermclardass: Hello, I'm not sure if you do requests at this moment but I was wondering if you could do an Office AU for cable x reader? I was thinking something along the lines of Boss/Worker? If you could maybe add some smut that would be good too. Thank you :)

A/N:This was interesting to write. I don't write smut a lot, so I hope that this is ok. Oh and just a quick note... none of you have to donate to me, but my laptop is completely busted at this point. So if you like my writing and you can donate even just a few dollars towards me buying a new one that would be absolutely amazing. I hope all of you enjoy! Feedback is always appreciated❤️

Warnings: Mature Content- Smut, getting caught, Oral Male and Female receiving, etc. 

Word Count: 2k+

“Hey Y/N, over here!”, Shouted one of my friends waving me over. They had talked me into going out with them, since we hadn’t been hanging out that much, because of my job. I had been non-stop working lately and at least I would be doing something fun for once.

“Hey everyone!”, I yelled trying to be heard over the loud music. Everyone replied in a chorus of hello’s.

Ashley tried to hand me a drink, but I declined, “I don’t want to be hungover tomorrow.”, I said trying to push the glass away.

“It doesn’t even have alcohol in it.”, She told me. I felt a bit skeptical of her words, but nonetheless I took the drink from her anyway. 

“Wow, that was really good.”, I said after finishing the glass, I wondered what was in it.

“I told you.”, She said handing me another.

We all talked and caught up for about an hour when our favorite song came on.

My friends grabbed ahold of my hands and took me to the dance floor. The lights were flashing in an array of color and I could feel the music encompassing everything. I danced around shaking my body to a rhythm I didn’t know I had within me.

I felt free- I felt alive, it was amazing!

For about ten minutes.

After then I felt extremely sluggish and tired. It was like my arms and legs were attached to sandbags. The whole room was spinning, “I thought you said that drink didn’t have any alcohol in it?”

“I said that?”, She asked me giggling. I was screwed. Of course, she didn’t really know what she was saying- she was drunk.

“You have got to be kidding me.”, I said dragging my feet away from the dance floor before I blacked out.

I didn’t come out my stupor until the next morning. I was wrapped up in my dark covers, with no remembrance of how I got there. I groaned, my head was pounding against my skull painfully. I grabbed my phone and headed to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I scrolled through my notifications to find that I had a ton of notifications from my friends and- Nathan?

‘Why would he be texting me this early?’, I wondered out loud.

I went to our messages.

Oh no.

This cannot be happening.

10:54 PM Chat Log:

Y/N: Hey Hot stuff;)

Nathan: Y/N?

Y/N: You know it’s really unfair you’ve never kissed me before. Why are you keeping your lips from me?

Y/N: I want them

Y/N: Nathan Pleaseee

Nathan: You’re drunk, where are you?

Y/N: I’m not drunk

Y/N: Ok maybe a little

Nathan: Where are you?

Y/N: I’m at that bar next to our office

Y/N: You know the pretty one with all those lights?

Nathan: Yes, I know what you are talking about, I’m coming to get you.

Y/N: You’re no fun

Y/N: Party Pooper

8:00 AM Chat Log:

Nathan: Hey, I hope you are feeling better from last night. I’ll see you at work. We really need to talk later. -N

I sighed putting my head into my hands, ‘What have I done? Not have I only let my boss know of my crush on him, but I also looked like an absolute fool.’

I just wanted to curl up into my covers and die.

Preferably before work.

When I got into work I kept my eyes trained on the floor, both out of embarrassment and comfort- I couldn’t stand to look into any bright lights at the moment. I blushed just thinking about what I had said the night before. ‘I’m his personal assistant not his girlfriend’, I reminded myself, while I walked to my desk, trying to hide as much as possible. I was hoping that he wouldn’t even say anything- maybe we could just forget about it? I sighed in irritation, I knew that wouldn’t be the case.

We worked for a huge cooperation, which Cable was the CEO of. All the employees pretended that the company was about technology- but everyone knew the truth. We were who to call when you wanted someone dead.

Cable’s X-Force duties sometimes got in the way of “regular” work, and at those times he wouldn’t be able to come in for a few days.

At the moment, I really wished it to be one of those days.

When he didn’t come to see me for quite some time, I thought that he wasn’t there, but then he walked out of his office with one our new clients.

I quickly ducked down under my desk. I could hear his voice and footsteps coming closer and closer. Finally, I heard him bid goodbye to the client and seemingly walk away.

So, when he leant down to look at me, it was startling.

“Come to my office, we need to talk.”, He said in his deep voice that always made me nervous. I could feel my hands shake and become sweaty as I followed him to his office. I wiped my hands on my skirt before walking in behind him. The finality of the door closing behind me made me even more anxious.

“What do you remember about last night?”

“Not much- I’m sorry. Thank you for taking me home.”, I told him my voice shaky.

“Did you mean what you said?”, He asked eyeing me up and down.

I licked my lips, a nervous tick of mine. “I have no idea what you are talking about, mean what?”, I lied trying to play dumb.

“Don’t lie to me darling.”, He replied almost instantly. It was as if could feel the room shake with tension.

“Really I told you sir I don’t know what you are- “, I tried to cover up again, but he wasn’t having it.

He had me pushed up against the wall, his arms pressing down on my waist, trapping me within seconds. I whimpered, wondering what he would do next. My pussy throbbed in excitement and I could feel wetness pool in between my thighs.

“Say that you want me and I’m all yours.”, He told me, caressing my side gently with one hand, his other holding my cheek.

In those moments I know I stopped breathing, only remembering how to breathe when my lungs hurt so bad it burned.

“I want you.”, I said in whisper that was so low I barely heard it myself. However, that’s all he needed to hear. He hoisted me up to where my legs were wrapped around his waist and he kissed me like an intense flame that wouldn’t be quenched easily. I moaned into the kiss as it deepened, and when my mouth opened, he instantly started to explore it with his tongue.

When we finally had to release one another for air- I took a good look at him. His lips were red and swollen, his pupils were dilated, and his hair was stuck up in places where I had tugged on it. This break didn’t last for long, once we had caught our breath enough we went right back at it.

He set me down on his desk, my legs still wrapped around him pressing against him firmly. I could feel his erection against me and I tried to grind into him wanting to gain some friction to get rid of the ache that was spreading, but he wouldn’t let me.

“Patience kitten.”, I whimpered at his words.

He kissed my neck and grabbed my legs, making me release my hold on his waist. He let go of me and I cried out at the loss of contact. I needed him.

Now.

But soon his touch was on me again. He pushed up my skirt to reveal my panties, which he quickly discarded, slipping them into his pocket. “You won’t be needing those anymore, now will you?”

I nodded yes, my words would have been incoherent anyway. He chuckled a bit before leaning down and pressing kisses on the inner of my thighs. He eventually got so close that I could feel his breathe caress my core. I whined and squirmed relentlessly, but he just held down my thighs tighter.

Finally, he pressed the softest kiss to my clit, making me try to buck up against him. This didn’t work, but slowly and surely, he sent licks to my clit. I moaned his name over and over again like it was the only thing I knew how to say. Which at the moment was probably the case.

I screamed out when I felt him add his metal fingers inside of me. They were cold, but somehow burned instead. He moved his tongue quicker and faster over my clit, forming a knot within my stomach. I could feel myself being pushed over the edge. I was in sensory overload, everything was too much.

I finally felt myself release and it was like I could see the stars. He was the only thing keeping me upright, if not I knew I would have fallen over. He continued to go down on me through my high, until I whimpered at the feeling of being overstimulated.

He brought his face level to mine. He was completely covered in my cum and I could taste it like honey when he kissed me.

We heard a knock at the door and we rushed trying to hide everything as quick as possible.

Thank goodness for Cable’s office being sound proof and covered.

I climbed under his desk and smirked when I realized what I would soon be level with. This was going to be a fun meeting.

Nathan sat down in his office chair and shouted for whomever was on the other end to come in.

“Hey Nathan I just wanted to talk to you about the mission we have coming up.”, Said who’s voice I recognized to be Wade’s as he walked in and sat across from Nathan’s desk.

I got bored as they talked about the linguistics of the mission and decided to put my mission into action. I reached up to palm his dick through his pants. I could feel him tense as he smacked my hand away, telling Wade that a bug had landed on him. I wasn’t evaded and continued, determined to complete what I had begun. I unzipped his pants slowly, teasingly, as not to make too much noise and alert Deadpool of my presence.

By the time I managed to free his dick from his pants he was already fully hard, his tip red and leaking pre-cum. I licked his tip, swirled my tongue around and then took only a bit into my mouth at a time, until I wouldn’t be able to take any more in without gagging. Slowly, I bobbed my head up and down. I could see him grip the table forcefully, trying to not let any inappropriate noses escape from his mouth.

“Are you ok man?”, I heard Deadpool ask, obviously oblivious to what was transpiring under the desk.

“I’m fine.”, He said through gritted teeth. I giggled a bit with my mouth around him, sending pleasurable sensations through his shaft causing him to release into my mouth. I swallowed as he coated my throat with ribbons of cum. I was now content for the time being.

Some time later him and Wade finished their conversation. “Well Thanks for talking with me.”, He said walking towards the exit, but paused before opening it, “Oh and Y/N it was nice hearing you.” He then walked out causing me to uncontrollably burst out laughing.

“You think this is funny huh?”, Nathan asked me, picking me up and setting me on his lap.

“Yes.”

“Babygirl, you are going to be the death of me.”, He said pulling me in for a heated kiss and then pulling away, looking at me hungrily, “But I have an idea of what to do to you- because I want you to remember naughty girls get punished.”

I had no idea what I was in for, and the only thing I was sure of was that I was ready for whatever he had in store for me.

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