#oh actually biggest thanks to the guy who just stopped replying to me i do hope you're miserable🙏🙏

[touyaz]

customer service ppl are soo 🤬🤼💢 not even going on a murderous rampage could help me rn

[starryylies]

Omg 141 with touch-starved gf that just gets turned on from every little thing they do cause she's not used to it. Been heavy on my mind

TF-141 with touch starved reader

Hiiii sososo sorry for replying late, everything is getting postponed cuz of work :((((

I hope you enjoy this anon! Thank you so much for the awesome request, I love it!!

PRICE-

ꨄ︎ loves it loves it lovesssss itttttt

ꨄ︎ thinks you’re like a cat who actually loves cuddles but acts like she doesn’t

ꨄ︎ calls you his kitty

ꨄ︎ loves patting your head and calling you his “good kitty”

ꨄ︎ loves how he’s the only one who’s seen how touch starved you are

ꨄ︎ lives for the reaction you have for when he even touches you slightly making body stiffen and your thighs clench from arousal.

ꨄ︎ will keep his hand on your thigh in public all to make sure you behave when others are around

ꨄ︎ loves teasing And welll taming you

ꨄ︎ thinks it’s adorable how you get all whiny when you’re turned on by his teasing.

ꨄ︎ but how can he stop when you look so pretty trying to hide your arousal

ꨄ︎ would make sure nobody finds out though, not because it’s embarrassing but because he doesn’t want anyone else to get the wrong idea and mess with you

ꨄ︎ will make you hump his legs when he’s busy

ꨄ︎ Loves how desperate you are when turned on :(

ꨄ︎ “use your words princess, you want me? my what exactly? Say it”

ꨄ︎ “bad fuckin’ kitty making me fuck you in the neighbors bathroom all cus youre a wet fuckin’ mess”

SIMON-

ꨄ︎ it takes time for him to get adjusted in the beginning

ꨄ︎ ar first he found it a bit overwhelming since he’s had terrible experiences in the past but as you guys go on with the relationship he slowly finds it comforting.

ꨄ︎ has a low sex drive in the beginning but will try his best to please you,

ꨄ︎ so in the beginning he started off by kisses here and there till he gets used to it more.

ꨄ︎ likes how you cling onto him as a koala :)

ꨄ︎ is very touch starved in the beginning but feels awkward about it

ꨄ︎ sometimes felt inadequate but those feelings are lost when he’s fucking you till you’re a babbling mess moaning into the pillow case. :)

ꨄ︎ slowly as your relationship deepens I believe his sex drive will increase greatly and now he’d be more comfortable being clingy and touch starved

ꨄ︎ would make sure you’re well satisfied especially during the days you ovulate

ꨄ︎ you both are like each others cuddly cats ₍˄·͈ ‧̫ ·͈˄₎

ꨄ︎ loves the way you whine under his touch

ꨄ︎ loves giving you kisses whenever he can in the house.

ꨄ︎ very protective and will make sure nobody takes advantage of you

ꨄ︎ loves the way your pussy clenches on him when you’re under him.

ꨄ︎ swears he will cum fast if you continue squeezing his cock so hard,

ꨄ︎”ugh fuckin’ hell princess not so right, gonna’ Milk me dry righ’ here love fuckk”

SOAP-

ꨄ︎ oh this man is a menace, will purposely tease you

ꨄ︎ he loves how you squirm when he tries kissing you

ꨄ︎ loves how you visibly gasp when his hand brushes against you

ꨄ︎ loves keeping his hands on your waist

ꨄ︎ will make sure you’re always satisfied, you’re still horny after one round? Let’s go again

ꨄ︎ will purposely make you sit closer to him when you guys are out teasing you by slowly moving his hand from your knees to your inner thighs~

ꨄ︎ kisses you so much, loves how audible whimpers escape your mouth when you’re on his lap and are making out

ꨄ︎ thinks you’re so cute when you tug onto him :))

ꨄ︎ loves the way you melt underneath his touch

ꨄ︎ is quick to notice when you’re frustrated and needy for him

ꨄ︎ he will pretty much fuck you like he hasn’t fucked in a year because god he lives for the little sounds and reactions you make.

ꨄ︎ pats your head too!

ꨄ︎ likes giving you massages :)

ꨄ︎ the massages lead to you pinned underneath him while his hands are gripping the bed while he pounds you till his balls are drained

ꨄ︎ “fuck Bonnie lookin’ so messy under me. you’re fuckin’ droolin, takin me in so good.”

GAZ-

ꨄ︎ biggest menace here, makes sure you’re always hot and bothered with him

ꨄ︎ oh god this man cannot keep his hands off of you

ꨄ︎ he will never ever get his hands off (until you say so ofc) but his hands will always be somewhere on your body caressing you

ꨄ︎ makes sure you get turned on when you guys are out

ꨄ︎ loves the quickies that happen when you both are out cuz you goy turned on cuz of him

ꨄ︎ thinks you’re an adorable mess when you’re horny

ꨄ︎ will buy a small panty vibrator for when he’s deployed

ꨄ︎ will turn it on any time he pleases so you don’t feel lonely when he’s gone :((

ꨄ︎ asks you to tell him in detail about what you did with yourself when he’s deployed

ꨄ︎ loves coming home from deployment finding you so needy and hot, climbing on top him the second he comes back

ꨄ︎ will probably try out many ways to tease you more

ꨄ︎ holds your hand or keeps his hand on your waist wherever you guys go.

ꨄ︎ If you’re ticklish he will definitely tickle you there whenever you feel low or anything.

ꨄ︎ loves taking care of you and loves when you cling onto him.

ꨄ︎ loves how sensitive you get when you guys are fucking but will ask you over and over again to see if he’s not crossing any limits.

ꨄ︎ “ya likin’ it babe? You like it when I come home only to catch ya playin’ with yourself? Couldn’t even wait for me could ya?”

ꨄ︎ “Yeahh fuck takin me so good, don’t squirm baby m right here, If it gets too much tell me okay?”

[strniohoeee]

matt and reader are bffs secretely in love and as usual they go on car rides in LA and they stop on a hill bc reader wants him to take photos of her since it's golden hour and he just falls more in love seeing how beautiful she is and he can't help himself when he surprises her by kissing her and then they go home and have sweet loving sex and it's also her first time doing it

Inamorata

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Matt and the reader head to a hilltop that overlooks LA. Suddenly words and looks are exchanged, and some events take place that weren’t on their agenda🌅

Warnings⚠️: Smutttt, it’s cutesy though.🥺 I actually really liked writing this one 🤭

Song for the imagine: Like You’ll Never See Me Again-Alicia Keys

⚠️This is an 18+imagine, so minors do not interact, or do??⚠️

Everytime you kiss me

Kiss me like you’ll never see me again

Everytime you touch me

Touch me like this is the last time

Promise that you’ll love me

Love me like you’ll never see me again

“What do you mean?” I asked Matt looking over at him

“I just mean that it’s dumb for you to try and get the attention of a guy who clearly doesn’t care for you, come on Y/N he’s made it very clear he doesn’t want anything to do with you” Matt says merging onto the freeway

“Wow Matt” I said jaw falling slack as I glare at him

“Listen, I'm not trying to be mean at all. You are giving all your energy to a guy who just wants to use you and then discard you” he said looking over at me

“Use me?” I asked confused

“He just wants sex, and I know you want a relationship with the kid. He clearly doesn’t at all. I mean look at the way he acts when you turn down his advances. He doesn’t care about your feelings” he replied

“Oh” was all I could say

“I mean not that it’s any of my business, but hey if you just want casual sex then go for it, but don’t expect him to turn around and buy you flowers and offer you the world; because he won’t” be said back

“I mean I don’t just want a fuck buddy I want a relationship, but how do you know this anyways?” I asked him

“Well for one I’m a guy, and I’m not like that at all, but I’ve been friends with guys who are like that. And two I’ve been in that predicament myself. Girls who just want sex and then leave me stranded. Not the biggest fan of that” he said to me

“I guess you’re right, thank you Matt for always listening to my stupid boy problems and helping me see how shitty these guys are” I said to him turning my head to the right and looking out the window

“Of course Y/N I’m always here for you” he said to me

I looked over and smiled at him before leaning my head against the window as I looked out the window again.

“I just wish I could find that special someone. I’m always let down” I said shutting my eyes

Matt looked over at the girl, giving her a once over with a sad look in his eyes. Oh how badly he wanted her to look at him, no! Not look at him, but to see him.

“Yeah I get you, you never know he might be a lot closer than you think” Matt replied

“I sure hope so” I replied

Matt kept driving, and I was wondering where we were going because we never spoke of a destination.

“Hey where are we headed to?” I asked looking over at Matt

“I’m thinking of that hilltop on Sycamore grove. It’s beautiful at this time of day. It would make for some nice pictures, and some good talks” he said chuckling a bit

“Ohh I’ve never been there, but it looks so gorgeous I can’t wait” I said smiling at him

We kept driving for another 20 minutes before we pulled up to the hilltop. Not a single care in sight, and the view was amazing.

It overlooked a small part of LA, and with the sun slowly getting ready to set it casted a beautiful golden glow against the trees and the ground. The temperature was just right too. Not too cold and not too hot, just perfect.

“Holy shit this is beautiful” I said shutting the car door

“Isn’t it. It could make a grown man cry” he said laughing

“I’m sure it could” I said laughing back

“Let’s take some pictures” Matt offered

“I’d like that” I replied

Matt and I had taken pictures of the scenery, and some still shots of each other. Man I never realized how blue his eyes were until the sun hit them and made them sparkle.

I took the picture of him and slowly slid the camera down just staring at Matt. I mean I’ve seen Matt hundreds of times before, but I’m just now seeing him. And it made my heart flutter…..

“Is something wrong?” He asked getting confused

“Oh no sorry, I just never realized how blue your eyes were” I said smiling at him

“Really?” He said chuckling

“I mean when the sun hits them they really light up. It’s awesome actually” I said smiling at him

We took some more pictures of each other, and Matt actually took a lot of off guards of me that I hated, but he swore they looked amazing.

The sun was setting a bit more now, and Matt and I decided to sit at the edge of the hilltop. A bit scary, but I tried to face my fear of heights

“So talk to me Matt” I said bumping his shoulder with mine

“I’ve been talking to you” he said furrowing his brows

“No, tell me more. I feel like you’re so reserved now a days” I replied

“Reserved?” He said laughing a bit

“I don’t know, you just are super quiet. I get like a few good sentences out of you, and then just one word answers what’s on your mind?” I said to him

“I mean nothing really. I’m just in my own head a lot of the times” he replied

“Care to share?” I asked

“Ehh it’s nothing important” he said shrugging his shoulders

“Well that’s alright, I’m all ears though” I said nodding at him

A few minutes went by or silence. Just listening to the breeze ruffle through the trees as we watched the busy LA traffic beneath us. I could get used to this, sitting in silence with Matt and watching a sunset. It was calming

“That breeze feels so good” I said out loud shutting my eyes as the wind brushed through my hair

“It does doesn’t it” he responded

“I love when I get hit with a breeze because everything just stops for a moment and that’s all you feel” I said taking a breath in

“And all you can hear is your heartbeat” he said

“Yeah…..it makes you want to cry it feels so good” I replied looking over at him

“Do you ever cry?” Matt randomly blurted out causing me to look over at him

“Sometimes, do you?” I said in a whisper looking over at the sunset

“Yeah” he said in a soft whisper

“What do you cry about?” I asked giving him a soft smile

“Shit…I cry so much sometimes I feel like I’m gonna turn into drops”he replied looking down and swallowing thickly (IFYKYK)

“I get that, tell me more” I said in a whisper

Matt looked over at me with glossy eyes and licked his lips

“I just cry about it all. Where I’m at right now, who I’m surrounded with. All the troubles I went through to get to where I’m at. It makes me emotional” he said blinking his tears away

“Wow Matt, that was beautiful” I said wiping his eye with my thumb as he looked at me

“I cry about the beauty of life” he said chuckling

“That was embarrassing right” he said shaking his head

“No, it wasn’t. I understand you Matt. I see you” I replied looking into his eyes

Suddenly Matt leaned into me, connecting our lips. At first I was shocked. I mean never in a million years did I think this is where we would end up. Kissing on a hilltop, but I loved it. I kissed back, my hand caressing his cheek.

Our lips connect like two puzzle pieces that have been lost. I pulled away, breathing heavy as I looked into Matt’s eyes

“I’m sorry” he said blinking

“Don’t be Matt, I enjoyed it” I said before leaning in and picking his lips again

“The suns set, I think we should head back” he said

“Yeah” I said nodding my head

Math helped me off the ground and we got back in the car. A 30 minute drive filled with music, talking and the occasional silence. Every moment playing in my head from our previous interaction.

Truly fighting with my mind if it was Matt all along, and I’ve just been ignoring these feelings. My mind started to race with many thoughts.

We pulled up to the house and noticed that Nick and Chris were gone. This made me a bit anxious as to where things could lead to, but Matt wasn’t like that, so I felt better.

We headed to his room and just sat on his bed talking. This slight bit of awkwardness in the air that we were north desperately trying to ignore.

“I ummm I’ve been meaning to tell you how I feel, but I was so scared you didn’t feel the same way” Matt said looking over at me

“It never occurred to me that I could like you, but when you kissed me everything just felt complete. Like you were my missing piece all along” I replied back to him

Matt leaned over and kissed me again, soon becoming a heated make out session. Something I wasn’t prepared for, but was giving it my all. Our teeth clashing together as our tongues fought for dominance. It was such a heated and needy kiss, and it made my knees weak

He leaned us back as he was now hovering over me, his right hand running up the side of my left thigh. As his kisses went from my jawline to my neck as I let out little whimpers.

His right hand slowly kneading my hip bone. When suddenly Pulled away…this was getting too much for me

“Umm wait wait” I said pulling back

“I’m sorry I’m sorry” he said pulling back

“No it’s okay” I said shaking my head

“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, and I wasn’t trying to force sex on you. I was just simply wanting to kiss you” he said giving me a once over

“No it’s okay Matt. I just ummm I’ve never done this before” I said avoiding eye contact

“What making out?” He said giggling

“Umm no like having sex or taking part in any sexual like acts other than kissing” I said to him

“Oh that’s okay. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, okay?” He said smiling

“Okay” I whispered out

“But I do want to keep kissing you” I blurted out biting my lip

Matt smirked at me, and leaned back down reconnecting our lips. His kisses moved to my neck and back up to my lips. I know I said I only wanted to kiss him, but my body was burning with desire for him.

My lower stomach flips every time he lays a kiss on my neck, and my core throbbing and dripping for him. God why was he having such an effect on me.

“Matt” I said in a whisper

“Yes?” He replied back

“What if, what if I want to do more?” I asked looking into his eyes

“Then we can do more, but don’t feel pressured, okay? I can wait” he said running his hand through my hair

“You can wait, but I can’t….I need you like badly” I said breathing heavily

“Yeah okay okay” he said in a whisper

Matt had kissed down to my neck. Leaving light kisses that were making me burn up inside.

He leaned back and pulled his shirt off, so I pulled mine off as well.

“Can I…can I take my bra off?” I asked Matt

“Baby you can do whatever you want” Hs said licking his lips

I started to blush as I removed my bra . Never allowing a man to see me this way causing me to get a little shy

“Don’t get shy on me pretty girl” he said giving me a smile

Matt had started to kiss my neck, and slowly went down to my breast. Massaging both breasts before taking one into his mouth.

“Oh Matt” I said in a whisper as my eyes fluttered shut

He then went down to the valley of my breast, and started to kiss leaving sloppy kisses on my stomach. I was aching for his touch.

“Can I take your pants off?” He asked, and I nodded

He started to take my pants off as I lifted up a little for him to get them fully off.

He looked at me with a small smile before sliding his jeans off as well. Tossing them somewhere behind him.

Matt came down to lay next to me kissing my cheek.

“Okay baby. I have to stretch you out” he said. I turned my head towards him and nodded

Slowly he trailed his hand down to my underwear. Slightly dipping his hand in to massage my pelvic area before completely sticking his hand down to my aching cunt

“Can you open your legs a bit more?” He asked, looking up at me. I nodded and opened my legs more

“Good girl” he said, kissing me, and then he slid his hand all the way down coating his fingers in my arousal before bringing them back up to massage my clit

I just gasped and opened my mouth as I looked down at Matt’s hand. My own hands fistinf the sheets beneath me.

“Feeling okay?” He asked

“I feel so good Matt” I told him licking my now dry lips

“Has anyone ever done this to you?” He asked in a whisper his blue eyes piercing into the side of my face as I continued to stare down at his hand in my panties

“No….only myself” I said in a gasp licking my lips again

Math started to rub my clit in circular motions. Allowing me to squirm and moan at this foreign feeling.

“Okay baby this may hurt” he said before sinking his middle finger into my entrance.

This was a burning stretch I’ve never felt before, causing my eyes to shut and my brows to furrow

“Ow Matt” I said finally opening my eyes

“Too much? I can stop” he said reading my face

“No no keep going” I told him, and so he did. He slowly started to rock his fingers in and out curving them up to hit my G spot

“Oh fuck” I moaned out

“That feels so fucking good” I said as he started to rub my clit with his thumb

All that could be heard was the wet sounds of my cunt taking his finger and my moans and heaving breathing.

“Oh Matt….I've never felt something like this” I told him as my mouth fell open

“Does it feel good?” He asked

“So fucking good” I said whispering the last part

“Alright my love, I think you’re all stretched out for me” he said removing his fingers from me

“Okay” I let out in a careless whisper

Matt removed his boxers allowing his cock to spring up. My eyes immediately lit up. God he was hung, and I was burning with desire

“This will hurt, so I’m going to go slow, and if it’s too much I’ll stop” he said

“Okay baby” I whispered to him

Matt had both arms on either side of my head and was looking into my eyes

“Ready?” He asked one more time

“Yes Matt I’m ready” I told him

Matt lined himself up with my entrance and slowly slid in. My mouth dropped as my eyes screwed shut. I thought his finger was painful….this was hurting like hell

“Fuck Matt that hurts” I said gripping his left arm with my right hand

“Want me to stop?” He asked

“No keep going…..just slower” I told him

He slowly started to insert himself into me further. He soon bottomed out, and the feeling of his dick inside me made my stomach churn. He was made for me.

“So perfect,” he said, moving my hair out of my face. Matt was allowing me to relax around him and get used to the stretch before moving.

“You can move” I told him, and so he did.

Slowly he rocked his hips back and forth allowing the burning stretch to subside.

He was letting out little moans and grunts that were making me so wet.

“Fuck Matt you sound so hot” I moaned out gripping the back of his head

Slowly Matt started to pick up his pace. Sliding in and out of me in such a delicious way

“Fuck Matt you can go a little faster” I told him

Matt started to thrust into me a little faster and I was completely losing my mind. Never in my life did I think sex with a man would feel this good, but Matt wasn’t just any man; so it made sense

“Matt this feels so good” I said moaning out as my toes curled

“You feel so fucking good around me” he said moaning the last part

Matt leaned down more allowing our chests to touch. This intimate action made my walls clench around him. I never wanted this moment to end.

Matt continued to thrust into me, becoming a sweaty and groaning mess above me. Pulling him down more to leave kisses on his neck as he groaned into my ear.

He slowly snaked his hand down to my clit, and began to rub. My body convulsing against him

“OH MY GOD” I moaned out at the intense sensation I was feeling

“You okay doll?” He asked looking at me

“FUCK YES keep going. Fuck Matt I think I’m going to cum” I told him as I started to clench on his cock causing him to moan

Matt was fucking into me at a good pace, his thumb rubbing my clit harder as he chased his own orgasm.

“Matt Matt Matt” I said scratching his back and clenching down on him harder

“Come on baby! You got this” he said rubbing his thumb faster

“I’m going to cum. Fuck fuck fuck” I said shutting my eyes and throwing my head back even more

“Come on. Come on give it to me” he said into my ear

“FUCKKKKK MATTT” I screamed out as I started to convulse and tremble. My orgasm completely washing over me. My vision clouded with flashes of colors, my hearing fading in and out, my thighs shaking as my back lifted off the bed.

I locked eyes with Matt as I came down from my high, my brows furrowed and my mouth hung open.

Matt pulled out of me and he started to pump his cock. Rolling his neck as he let out little moans and pants

“Fuck I’m gonna cum” he said kissing my lips

He pulled away and his lower abdomen started to contract as his mouth fell and his brows furrowed. He looked into my eyes as he came all over his hand and my lower stomach. Slowly coming down from his high and rolling onto his back next to me

“Matt that was amazing” I said looking over at him

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself pretty girl” he said looking over at me

“You were so gentle with me I appreciate it, and you allowed me to feel pleasure” I said rolling over to my side and kissing him on the cheek

“I’m all about giving. Plus watching you cum on my cock will forever be engraved in my mind. It was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen” he said biting his lip

“Thank you Matt” I said laying a kiss on his lips

Matt ran a bubble bath for us, and we sat in the warm water washing each other as we laughed and talked about the events that had just taken place.

Who would’ve thought Matt and I were meant for each other.

I was his Inamorata.

The End

Alrightttt I’ve been MIA FOR DAYSSSS, and I’m sorry I just had no motivation. However I hope you enjoyed this story and especially hope the person who requested it enjoyed it! 🤭 LOVE YOU GUYSSS🥹🖤🖤

-J💅🏽

[wonbriiize]

pairing; wonbin x reader

genre; fluff, friends to lovers

warnings; a bit of cursing, mentions of blood + a few other (small) horror related things

note; it‘s a bit long again i‘m sorry ㅠㅠ i think i just have a habit of writing a lot lmao,, anyway thank you guys already for taking the time to read this <3

for you

in which you go to the amusement park with your friends and you decide to go into the haunted house as pairs. although one of your friends (wonbin) is scared of it, he pulls himself together because he doesn’t want you to go with anyone else…

“come on, it’s going to be so much fun. let’s go in pairs of two!” you suggest excitedly.

“then i‘m going to go with sohee,” seunghan puts his arm around his best friend who nods in agreement. shotaro and sungchan look at each other, already declaring that they’re the second pair. “i really don’t want to go with anton,” eunsok rolls his eyes in annoyance. anton laughs, knowing that eunsok is just joking. they love teasing each other. “oh, stop lying, there’s no one else you’d rather go with than me.” “well, if that thought makes you sleep at night..” eunsok can’t help but to smile.

you look over to wonbin who looks like he would rather jump off a cliff then to go inside the haunted house. shit, you had forgotten that he’s afraid of those things.

“wonbin, you probably don’t want to go, right?” sungchan asks him. everybody knows that wonbin is scared of horror related things.

wonbin shakes his head. “not really. i will just wait outside.”

“then who’s going to go with *y/n*?” shotaro looks over to you, feeling sorry since you don’t have a partner.

“i love haunted houses so i don’t mind going twice,” anton says, smiling over to you. “wouldn’t it be too boring for you the second time?” it was a very nice thought of anton but you don’t want him to feel like he’s wasting his time. anton shrugs. “no, it’s fine. i’ll keep myself entertained with laughing at you for being scared.” “this won’t happen, i don’t get scared easily,” you stick your tongue out to anton and he laughs.

throughout your whole conversation with anton, wonbin kept watching the two of you. he isn’t going to let that happen. if anyone should go with you, it should be him. he decides that his love for you is bigger than his fear of haunted houses.

“i changed my mind, i will go with *y/n*,” wonbin announces, stepping forward.

it’s an understatement to say that everyone was shocked. no, everyone was more than just shocked. sungchan almost chokes on the juice he is drinking right now. “park wonbin is this really you?”

wonbin looks confused with everyone’s reactions. “okay, it’s no biggie, you all can stop acting like this.” “i think this isn’t wonbin, he probably got abducted by aliens and this is just a clone or something,” seunghan actually looks terrified. wonbin smacks his head lightly. “oh, get a grip! so are we doing this or not?”

everyone was still pretty shocked, but you guys nod and start walking to the haunted house.

pair after pair, all of you go inside. first it was seunghan and sohee‘s turn. when they walk out of it, seunghan was laughing but sohee seriously looks like he has seen real ghosts inside. it is the same with shotaro and sungchan. sungchan has the biggest smile on his face but shotaro keeps clinging onto him because he is actually afraid.

after eunseok and anton come out, wonbin and you get ready to go inside.

eunsok and anton both don’t look that bothered so it gives you a good feeling that you won’t be that scared either (you have the same horror tolerance as the two of them). wonbin on the other hand is trying to control himself so no one sees how scared he already is.

“you know some of them run after you with fake knives,” eunseok whispers once we walk past them.

“are you serious?” wonbins eyes look like they might fall out.

eunseok doesn’t reply anything, he just winks and leaves wonbin and you alone in front of the haunted house.

you take a look at wonbin and notice how he’s trying his best to look calm, but he’s failing miserably. his expression is exposing that he’s afraid.

when wonbin feels you intertwining your arms together, he instantly feels at ease. you notice that, which makes you smile.

“ready?”

“no, but let’s go,” wonbin takes one last deep breath and you two start walking into the haunted house.

it’s so dark you guys can barely see anything. there’s something hanging down from the roof, it looks like a spiderweb. all of sudden, you feel something on your head and you scream, scaring wonbin as well. he starts screaming with you.

“WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING??”

“THERE IS SOMETHING ON MY HEAD TAKE IT AWAY!!”

you stop screaming when wonbin pulls you closer. he looks over your head. “there is nothing.” “i swear i felt something.”“well whatever it was, it’s gone now,” wonbin steps back but you notice that he’s holding your hand. trying to play it cool, you clear your throat. “okay let’s move on.”

both of you walk, hand in hand, further into the haunted house. sometimes, there’s a few jumpscares which makes you both scream, but so far, there’s nothing too scary in this haunted house. even wonbin is doing fine.

“it’s not that bad actually,” he says. “i know right. it’s kind of fun,” you admit. “why did you change your mind though?”

“what do you mean?”

“why did you decide that you wanted to go into the haunted house too?”

this question catches wonbin offguard. he takes a few minutes to answer. “do you want me to be honest?”

okay, you think, this is getting deep now. you didn’t expect him to be that serious.

“uhm.. yeah?”

wonbin stops walking and turns around to you, still holding your hand.

“it’s ‘cause i didn’t want anyone else to go with you,” he admits, looking straight into your eyes. “it’s either me or no one. i changed my mind to prove to you that this is how much i like you.. i‘m willing to face my fears for you.”

now this catches you offguard.

wonbin has never said something like that ever before to you. sure, you did think that maybe there’s something true about what the guys have said to you.. wonbin likes you, they said. like, when sungchan came up to you a while ago and said that whenever anyone of them mentions your name, wonbin starts having the biggest smile on his face. of course he tries to hide it but he’s very bad at doing so.

another time, shotaro sat down next to you on the couch and whispered that wonbin has a crush on you. of course you thought that he was joking, but shortly after that, wonbin squeezed himself between the two of you. there was literally no space left but wonbin still didn’t care.

so yeah, you have thought about the possibility of him liking you.. you just never thought that it’s actually true.

the second you open your mouth to say something, your eyes wander to what’s standing right behind wonbin; a clown. smeared with blood all over his face. grinning like crazy. walking closer to you and wonbin.

you start screaming. “OH MY GOD.”

“okay well, you don’t need to make it that obvious that you don’t like me in that way,” wonbin looks down, letting go of your hand.

“SHUT UP AND LOOK,” you grab his shoulders, turning him around so he can see the bloody clown that‘s walking towards you two.

wonbin might have let out a scream that was even louder than yours.

“HOLY SHIT,” he turns back around to you.

you grab his hand. “RUN!”

the two of you start running, not looking back. you don’t even know if the clown is still chasing you, but you don’t care. running while holding hands with wonbin might just be your favorite thing in the world now. he‘s much faster than you so it’s hard for you to keep up with him, but he’s not letting you behind, he’s keeping you close.

arriving at the end of the haunted house, you both stop running. a person wearing a ghost costume approaches you, thanking you both for visiting the haunted house.

walking out of it, you guys are still holding hands. you secretly hope that wonbin will never let go. you don’t want him to.

“thank you for doing this,” you say. “for facing your fears.”

wonbin smiles, but he’s avoiding your gaze.

“this just made me like you way more than i did before. and i already liked you a lot.”

now, wonbin looks at you. his eyes are sparkling. he can’t believe what you just said.

“for you, i would do everything.”

he bends down to give you a short kiss, which leaves you wanting more. you want to keep him this close forever.

“but i won’t ever go to a haunted house again,” wonbin says, smirking against your lips before he kisses you again.

[callsign-magnolia]

Love In The Dark // Ch.3

Mature Content 18+

Summary: Iris never realized how much she truly depended on her eyesight until it was gone. But it never really stopped her, just another hurdle to jump over in life. Depending on people was never something she got used to, she still attempts to do things herself. Eventually, her roommate and best friend let's her down, but a tall, sandy brown haired aviator catches her.

Rooster x Blind!OC

Warnings: angst, alcohol, deception? I think that's it, if I missed any let me know!

Word Count: 3.3k

Chapter 2 | Masterlist

Rooster stayed near Iris as much as he could. He quickly realized that no one else knew she was blind and he wasn’t going to out her. Any time she needed anything he got it for her, if she had to get up he took her arm in his. The team watched him in confusion. Rooster didn’t usually treat girls he hardly knew like this. Phoenix, Bob and Payback watched closely as Iris and Rooster chatted away at the other end of the table. “I think they’ve been dating for a while.” Payback said as he leaned in closer to Bob and Phoenix. “I don’t think so. I think maybe they’ve been friends for a while.” Bob replied and Natsha turned to face them both. “I thought they only met the night he took her home?” She asked and Payback shook his head. “Nah, he never specified that that was when they met.” He said and Phoenix nodded. “I think they’re just captivated by each other.” They all jumped slightly at Mav’s voice behind them. “You don’t have to speculate guys. It’s obvious they’re into each other.” He said and they all looked back at them just as Iris laughed loudly at one of Bradley’s jokes.

“Food’s ready! Bradshaw, come help me!” Jake called out as he slapped Bradley’s shoulder. “I’ll be right back.” He said before getting up and following Hangman inside. “Hey, you good?” Mandi asked and Iris nodded. “I’m doing great.” She said as she finished her second drink. Mandi could tell she was at least tipsy because of the tint on her cheeks and the goofy smile she had on. “You need to sit by Jake when we eat because Bradley’s gonna sit here.” Mandi held her hands up in defense. “I won’t get in the way.” She said and Iris giggled. Iris heard the door open and she faced Mandi. “Shoo shoo.” Iris said and Mandi chuckled before getting up and taking the seat next to where Jake will sit. Jake and Bradley set the food around the table before sitting down. Everyone started digging in as Iris turned to Bradley. “Could you…” She trailed off, now wishing she asked Mandi to stay so she wouldn’t have to ask him. “Could you help me?” Iris asked and he looked at her a little confused. “With what?” He asked as he placed some of the potato salad on his plate. “I can’t see what any of the food is.” She shyly admitted. She felt like a child, needing someone to make her food for her. “Oh.” He said, realizing what she was asking. “Well there’s potato salad, pork barbecue, baked beans, rolls and some salad.” He said as he looked back at her. “Can you grab me a little bit of everything?” She asked and he smiled down at her before nodding. “Of course.” Rooster filled up his plate before setting it in front of her. He didn’t mind one bit that she needed his help. He kind of liked it actually, because when he moved her plate and set his in front of her she gave him the biggest smile.

“Thank you.” She said as she put her napkin in her lap. “You’re welcome.” He said and watched as she started eating. He was amazed at how normal she could seem. Of course she was normal, but she hid the fact she was blind so well. It was amazing that he was only one of two people besides her at this table who knew she was blind. Everyone seemed to want to talk to Iris while they ate and she was more than happy to talk to them. She works so much and in order to go out, someone has to take her, it can be hard getting out and meeting new people. So she was actually grateful Mandi brought her. Once the food was eaten and the leftovers were put away, Bradley smiled as he sat back down next to her, sliding a small plate in front of her. Iris immediately could smell the sweet in front of her. “What is this?” Iris asked as she turned to Rooster. “Cherry pie. Penny made it.” He said, sliding a fork towards her as well. “I love cherry pie.” She said, taking a bite. Iris moaned at the taste, not too sweet and not too bitter. “It kind of tastes like my moms.” She said, smiling at him. “She makes cherry pie?” He asked and she nodded. “She does every fourth of July. It’s about the one time of year I can squeeze one out of her.” She said and Rooster chuckled. “So, how about that number?” He asked and she smiled, taking another bite. “You can have my number after I finish this pie and go to the bathroom.” She said and he groaned. “You’re gonna make me wait?” He asked and she giggled. “Patience Bradley.” She said as she sat back in her chair, eating the pie and Bradley just propped his chin in his hand and watched her with a smile.

Once she finished the pie she nodded Mandi over. Mandi smiled at Rooster, giving him a small wave as she bent down next to Iris. “What’s up?” She asked. “Can you help me to the bathroom? I’ve been trying to hold it but I’m gonna have to break the seal.” Mandi nodded, taking her hand as they stood. “I’ll be right back.” Iris said to Rooster as Mandi led her inside and down the hallway before allowing her into the bathroom. Mandi leaned against the wall as she waited on Iris. She heard voices and peeked down the hall to see Jake and Bradley walk in through the back door. Bradley walked into the kitchen and Jake stood on the other end of the hallway. “What are you doing?” He asked, smiling at her and leaning on the wall. She walked over, smiling at him and as she got close he grabbed her by the waist. “I’m just waiting on Iris.” She said and he furrowed his brows at her. “Is she okay?” He asked, glancing at the bathroom door. Mandi nodded, squeezing herself closer to him. “She is. She just had to go to the bathroom.” She said and Jake scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Really? She’s a grown woman and she needed you to walk her to the bathroom?” He asked and Mandi’s eyes widened. “Sh!” Mandi said, putting her finger to her lips.

“What? If she can’t handle hearing the truth then she needs to grow up. She’s a grown woman in her late twenties. She needs to learn that you can’t spend your life taking care of her and you need to tell her that she’s just going to have to be alone sometimes.” Jake said and it caught Rooster’s attention. He walked out of the kitchen to see Jake pull himself away from Mandi. While Rooster listened in, so did Iris. She could hear everything from the inside of the bathroom door. She dried her hands off after washing them and listened closely. Iris could feel a burning in her chest. It was pure rage, a rage she hadn’t felt since she went blind. When she lost her sight, all she felt was anger, anger at the universe or some higher power for ripping it away. She laid her hand on the doorknob, taking a deep breath and trying to calm herself. But Jake’s next words set her off. “How is our relationship supposed to go anywhere if she’s clinging to you?” With that she flung the door open. “What?” Mandi sighed when she heard Iris’ voice. “What the hell are you talking about?” Iris asked, crossing her arms over her chest. “I’m talking about how you can’t seem to grow up and stop depending on Mandi for everything.” He said and Iris’ eyebrows shot up. “Me depending on her?” Iris asked, cautiously stepping closer. “Where the hell did you get the idea that I depend on her?” Anger was boiling in Iris and Bradley watched on carefully. He didn’t like where this was going and Iris looked like she could really hurt someone with how angry she was. Bradley really felt for Iris. She seemed so vulnerable that night. But now she was the total opposite. She was a spitfire and something about it made Rooster smile at the worried look on Mandi’s face. “I know from all the shit she’s told me.” He said and Iris scoffed. “And what has she told you?”

“Iris-” “No. I want to hear what you’ve told him.” Jake rolled his eyes at her words. “She’s told me everything, and since she won’t tell you I will. You need to grow up and stop clinging to her. I mean you quite literally cling to her. Every time you get up you have to be holding on to her in some way!” Bradley stood back as long as he could but those words had an anger rising in him that he hadn’t felt in a long time. “So that’s what you told him. You told him I was just a needy and clingy roommate instead of the truth?” Mandi didn’t like being put on the spot, especially when it puts two of her relationships in jeopardy. “I didn’t even want to come here! She asked you if I could just so she could make up for leaving me stranded at the fucking bar.” Jake scoffed. “And you could’ve gotten an uber home instead of bothering Rooster for a ride.” That was it. Those were the words that set Rooster off and he couldn’t leave Iris to defend herself alone anymore. “She didn’t ask. I offered and I agree with Iris, it was really shitty of you to leave her there!” Bradley said as he walked over. “You should’ve seen how distressed she was when she realized you left without her.” He said. “And she could’ve asked for the keys from Mandi and drove herself home.” Jake said, defending Mandi. “I can’t drive.” Iris said and Jake wasn’t surprised. “Of course, another thing you depend on her for.” He said and Mandi looked at Rooster, worried he was about to seriously hurt Jake with how angry he looked. “She can’t drive because she’s fucking blind!” Rooster shouted at Jake, making Mandi flinch.

Jake turned to Iris, brows furrowed. “Wait, you're blind?” He asked and she nodded. “Yeah, I’m totally blind.” She said and guilt settled in Jake’s stomach before he turned to Mandi. “You lied to me?” He asked and Mandi wouldn’t meet his eye. She realized she had been caught in her lie and she had no way to backpedal. “You fucking lied to me.” He stated and she sighed. “Yes, I did.” She said firmly. “Why?” Iris asked and Mandi huffed, glaring at her. “You’re really asking me why?” Iris held her arms out, nodding. “That’s what I said isn’t it? Or are you deaf?” Mandi scoffed. “You know exactly why I did this.” She said and Iris shook her head. “No, obviously I don’t. So go ahead, tell me. You have no problem making up lies about me, so you should be able to say the truth to my face.” Iris said and Rooster smiled at her. She definitely had a fiery side to her, and he loved it. “I’m tired of not having my own boyfriends!” Iris furrowed her brows, confused as to what she meant. Mandi’s face was red and she was practically shaking with anger. Jake looked at Rooster, confusion on his face, but Rooster’s eyes went between Mandi and Iris in disbelief. “I-I would never make a move on anyone you date. I have more class than that and I would never do that to you!” Iris said and Mandi scoffed. “Please, you could never pull the men I date.” Iris’ eyebrows shot up and Rooster looked offended as well. He knew Iris could have any man she wanted.

“I know you never tried to hit on them. But because they always felt bad for you, you wound up on our dates!” Mandi said, throwing her hands out. “They always felt bad about you staying home! So they just had to invite you!” Iris’ jaw dropped. She could not believe what she was hearing. “So instead of talking to me and telling whoever you’re dating that you want it to just be you two, you decided making up a lie about me was better? What the hell is wrong with you?” Mandi reeled back, shocked Iris spoke to her like she did. “What’s wrong with me?! There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be alone with my boyfriend! But poor helpless Iris just can’t be alone!” Mandi snapped and the anger rose in Iris again. “Poor helpless Iris?!” There was something sharp in her tone and it even scared Bradley. “I have never once in my life been helpless and I never asked to fucking go with you. It was always an invite. If you had a problem with that maybe you should’ve been a grown ass woman and said something about it!” Iris snapped. “Never been helpless? When we first moved you depended on me so much! You wouldn’t have made it without me! You need me!” Mandi said, leaning closer to Iris. But all of a sudden it was like Iris could see and she rushed up to Mandi, standing toe to toe with the tall woman. “I DON’T FUCKING NEED YOU!” Iris yelled at Mandi. “I have never needed anyone and I don’t need you now!” Iris was raging. “The only reason I needed your help was because I was learning to navigate the house! Once I figured it out I barely needed your help for anything!”

“Who has to make you dinner?” She asked and Iris’ face turned red. Rooster wanted to step in, but he didn’t want to step on Iris’ toes. “I’m not some helpless child, Mandi! I can feed myself and take care of myself! If anything, you depend on me!” Iris retorted and Mandi laughed. “I do not!” She said. “You live in my house! Let’s see how helpless you are when you have nowhere to live!” Mandi was reeling. “You can’t kick me out! I pay rent!” She said and Iris smirked. “The house is in my name and there’s no rental agreement Mandi.” She said and Mandi started panicking. She couldn’t afford to live on her own and she couldn’t find another roommate this fast either. “But I’ll be nice and give you a proper thirty days to pack your shit and get out.” Iris said. Even with how awful Mandi is, she couldn’t be downright cruel to her. “Don’t bother. I’ll be out by morning.” Mandi said before turning and storming out to her car. Iris heard her storm away and it was like everything washed over her. She took a deep breath, standing still as she rested her head in her hand. “Iris? Are you okay?” Rooster asked, stepping closer. She took a deep breath, lifting her head. “Yeah, I’m fine. I just… I think I’m gonna go home.” She said.

“Mandi will be there.” Jake said, catching Iris off guard. “You’re more than welcome to stay here for a while.” He said and Iris shook her head. “No, I think I’m just gonna go home.” Iris wanted to apologize for causing problems but she was also mad that Jake just listened to Mandi instead of getting to know her himself. She stepped past Jake who just looked confused. Before he could look at Rooster, Rooster had already taken off after Iris. “Iris.” He called, causing her to stop at the end of the hallway. “Iris, hey, stop for a minute.” Bradley came around in front of her but stopped when he saw a tear slip out from under her sunglasses. She pulled her sunglasses off her face and sniffled. Bradley felt a pang in his chest. The sadness was obvious on her features and he just wanted to hold her and let her cry on his chest. He leaned to the bookshelf in the living room, grabbing a tissue from the box and holding it out to Iris. “Hey, come on.” He said, gently taking her hand and setting the tissue in it. “Pretty girls don’t cry.” He said and she sniffled. “You think I’m pretty?” Iris asked, trying to distract herself. “Of course I do.” He said. “Look, please stay. Mandi will go back to your place and I think you two being together right now isn’t a good idea.” He said and Iris sighed. “I’ll just call my friend Emily. She said she could pick me up if this happened again. I’ll be with her for a while.” She said, sliding the sunglasses back on her face. Rooster deflated, hope dying in his chest. “Oh, okay. That-that’s cool. I was kinda hoping you’d stick around but I get it if you want to leave.” He said and Iris furrowed her brows. “You want me to stay?” She asked and he nodded. “Yeah. But I get it if you don’t. I’ll wait with you till she gets here though.” He said and Iris sighed, wadding the tissue in her hands. “It’s not that I really want to leave, but Mandi was my ride and I don’t want to call Emily too late.” She said and Rooster practically lit up. “I’ll take you home later, if you’re okay with that. I don’t mind at all.”

Iris thought back to what Emily told her. She didn’t know this guy. Just his nickname. But that was also three hours ago. Now she knows that his real name is Bradley Bradshaw, he’s a fighter pilot in the Navy, and he's thirty-five. She knew him and he knew her. He wasn't a stranger anymore. So Emily couldn't lecture her. "Okay I'll stay. But only if you're okay with taking me home.” The way she smiled at Rooster was like she could see his face light up at her response. "I'm totally okay.

with it." He said as Iris held her hand out towards him. He quickly took it, placing her hand on his arm. "Jake?" She called out, not sure if he was still in the hallway. "Yeah?" He sounded sad and she felt bad. "I do want to apologize for causing drama today. That wasn't my intention.” Jake just nodded. "It wasn't your fault." With that Rooster led Iris back outside. Hours went by and the sun was going down. Rooster and Iris were seated next to each other talking to Bob and Phoenix. Iris was happily talking away with the two across from her and Rooster sat back in his chair, his arm tossed over the back of her chair. He smiled and listened to her carry on with his friends "It's getting dark out here. How can you still see with those sunglasses Iris?" Bob asked Iris' smile grew wide as she shrugged "Is it? I couldn't tell."

Bob and Phoenix looked at each other with a single raised brow each. "How could you not tell? Are you blind or something!" Phoenix joked and Iris’ grin spread ear to ear. "I am actually." Phoenix spit her drink out, narrowly avoiding Bradley who was about to fall out of his seat laughing. "Are you really?" Bob asked and Iris nodded. "Iris I-I am so sorry!"She just giggled at Phoenix's words. "It's okay. No reason to apologize It's not like you knew." Phoenix's face was tinged red under the porch lights. "How long have you been blind?” Bob asked. “Twelve years.” Everyone was surprised. “So you weren't born blind?” She shook her head. “No. I know what the world looks like.” Everyone chuckled at her words.

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[sageteapost]

hello!

May I request that you do a cloud strife x reader where the reader uses duel blades? These blades actually have short range and long range attacks and ( with enough force) can propel the reader forward? I would like them to meet in the scene where Jessie is seeing Biggs and wedge on bikes, but they see an extra bike and that’s the readers? The whole scene plays out and the reader is super badass, pulling enemy’s back with their duel blades and throwing them into a wall. Then after, they talk a bit and find out that they are a SOLDIER aswell..? IDK if this could be written so I’m sorry I’m advance if it can’t so feel free to tell me if you can’t!

| Cloud Strife & A Dual Blade User Reader |

[ Cloud Strife x GN! Reader ]

TW & CW + Tags: Violence (not super detailed). Mentions of firearms and blades. Reader is a SOLDIER as well. [No relationship mentioned. GN! Reader.]

Summary: A small fic of Cloud Strife meeting the reader who uses duel blades and eventually finds out that they are also a SOLDIER as well.

[(A/N): Hey there anon! My apologies for the late reply to your request. Not gonna lie, the reader gives off a bit of Ignis Scientia from Final Fantasy XV! I was in a mood to write a small fic for this one. I'm not sure if you wanted a fic request, if not let me know! As always, enjoy!]

"Looks like we got more company!" cries Jessie, Shinra infantrymen catching up close behind the others. The smell of rubber creating friction on the road was strong, and the roar of the motorcycle echos throughout the tunnel. "Quit moving around, or you'll fall off the bike," Cloud says while maintaining full attention on the lit road ahead of him.

"Hey Cloud! Take care of them, will ya?!" Biggs yells as Wedge holds onto Biggs for dear life. "We cannot let them ruin the mission!" Cloud hums in acknowledgement, making a cue for Jessie to take over driving the bike. She responds swiftly, and Cloud makes a leap onto onto one of the infantry's bikes and quickly taking him out.

"You!! Avalanche scum!" shouts an infantrymen, moving his bike closer towards Cloud so he can strike.

"Not so fast!"

A sharp object swiftly flys into the back of the man, earning a shout of pain from him and losing control of his bike.

Cloud makes a face of confusion for a moment, but before he could do anything he hears a motorbike pull up from behind, breaking him from his thoughts. "You guys abandoned me back at the meeting place! I was looking for y'all everywhere!"

Cloud turns to his left, and he sees you. As you're fighting one last infantrymen with your blades, your (H/C) hair lights up from the bright overhead lights in the tunnel, your mako green eyes are as sharp as a hawk, and he notices the daggers on your side as you slam the infantrymen hard into the wall.

The biggest thing he notices instantly however, is your outfit. A SOLDIER uniform, actually.

"Sorry (Y/N)! I thought you were right behind us the whole time," Jessie says with a sheepish laugh. "Glad you caught up with us! You would have missed out on our SOLDIER boy there! He's badass, don't you think?"

You turn your head slightly towards Cloud, making eye contact with his mako green eyes. Cracking a small smile, you reply, "Oh no, I saw. He's pretty good!"

Cloud quickly shifts his eyes back to the road. "C'mon. We're almost at the end of the tunnel."

"Right. Let's get a move on!" Jessie shouts out with pure energy.

...

Mission success! Now it was time to get the hell out of there and go home. Before you could drive off on your bike, Cloud stops you.

"Nice job back there."

You look at him in confusion, before replying with a smile. "Thanks, just what I do. I could say the same thing about you too." Cloud hums quietly, before asking, "...You're a SOLDIER, aren't you?"

Your smile drops just a tad bit and your eyes drift away from his. "That obvious, huh?"

"It's the uniform. And the trademark mako eyes."

"Right. Figured you should have known, since you are one too."

"Ex-SOLDIER. I'm just a mercenary now. I quit a long time ago."

You chuckle lightly, the cool night breeze of Midgar brushes away a strand of your hair. You look up towards a mako reactor, its bright light beaming up into the night sky. "It's getting late. We should go home," you say.

"Right," Cloud adds moving away from your bike and hopping on to his own and starting the engine.

"Wait," hearing your voice and looks up. "I never got your name. Who knows? We might meet again someday."

Cloud stays quiet for a moment. Only the sound of the humming engine fills the brief silence between the two of you. And with that, he finally replies.

"...Cloud. Cloud Strife."

[metallicaislife]

My Nemesis, James Hetfield

A/N: ^^ such a cutie patootie I just wanna squish his cheeks

Requested by: Anon

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,361

Warnings: Swearing

My Nemesis, James Hetfield pt 2

When I first laid eyes on James Hetfield, I thought he was so cute. The long wavy blond hair, beautiful blue eyes. He had a grin on his lips as he talked with the other members of the band.

My cousin Lars invited me to meet his band. I was really excited, he had said so many good things about them, especially James. 

Dave and Ron were nice, James only said ‘hi’, then proceeded to ignore me. Maybe he was shy. 

I started hanging around them more often, I tried talking to James, I really wanted to be his friend, him being cute was only an added bonus. One day he snapped though. 

“Look, unless you have something to contribute you should just go instead of hanging around us like a groupie.” He glared at me. I was so flustered and embarrassed. 

“Screw you, I was just trying to be your friend.” I snapped and left. 

I decided I wouldn’t hang around them that much. The universe had other ideas though. 

While I actively tried to avoid seeing Lars when he was around his band mates, I ran into them everywhere. The music store, the grocery store, my place- as Lars decided my apartment is the perfect hangout for him and his buddies. 

I tried reasoning that James was having an off day or something, but with every encounter he had to say something mean or do something to make me the brunt of his jokes in front of everyone. I’m tired of it. I hate him. 

“Hey we’re having a party tomorrow night, you’re coming right?” Lars asked over the phone. 

“Yeah, is it alright if I bring someone? Maybe then I’ll avoid the wrath of James.” I replied. 

“Oh come on, it’s not that bad.” Lars said. I rolled my eyes. 

“So can I or not?” I asked again. 

“Yeah, of course. I gotta go, see you tomorrow.” Lars said. 

“See you tomorrow.” I replied and hung up the phone. 

I’d been on a few dates with a guy named Bill, hopefully with him there James will just leave me alone. That’s just wishful thinking though. 

Bill and I arrived at Lars' place hand in hand. We meandered to the kitchen to grab some beer. I clenched my jaw when I saw James leaning against the counter. He looked up, a look of surprise flashed across his face before his eyes narrowed just slightly. 

“Hey man! I love your music!” Bill said, dropping my hand to reach out and offer it to James, “The name is Bill.” He grinned. 

James eyed it wearily then placed his hand in Bill’s. 

“Thanks, man.” James said. Then immediately pushed off the counter, exiting the kitchen. 

“I still can’t believe you know Metallica so well.” Bill said. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea bringing him here, but he would meet them sooner or later if we continued to date. I did appreciate that there wasn’t a rude comment from James though.

“Lars is my cousin, so they’re just like, around I guess.” I said with a shrug, handing him a beer. Bill continued gushing about the band as I grabbed myself a beer. I found Lars knowing he would be able to occupy Bill and entertain his questions without wanting to wring his neck. There was no bigger fan of Metallica than Lars.

I was bored as the two talked nonstop. Maybe I would need to stop seeing Bill. Find someone who isn’t the biggest fan of my arch nemesis. I think he is more interested in chatting with Lars than he ever has with me. Definitely dumping him after the party. 

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom.” I excused myself, neither acknowledged what I said as they were so engrossed in their conversation. I rolled my eyes and went to the bathroom. After I exited, as I passed the rooms one of the doors opened. Before I knew what was happening an arm shot out grabbing me and pulling me in. I squealed and the door shut. I looked to see who was responsible. 

“Dude! What the hell James!” I shouted. 

“Who is that guy you’re with?” He asked. 

“I know you think I’m some bridge troll, but to the rest of society I am actually quite a catch. Is it so shocking to your little brain that someone might find me attractive? Why does it even matter?” I snapped. 

“Because I’m in love with you.” He said exasperatedly.  

“Excuse me?” I asked.

“I’m in love with you.” He said again.

“Ha-Ha. Very funny.” I said dryly, rolling my eyes. 

“I’m serious.” He said, I searched his face waiting for him to say ‘gotcha!’.  

“What the fuck.” Was my honest response. I wanted to tell the butterflies in my tummy to stop flapping, this is not our ally. “Then why the hell are you so mean to me?” I asked. 

“You’re Lars' cousin, I’m not supposed to like you.” He replied. 

“Oh so you’re mean to me, because you like me? This isn’t kindergarten.” I snapped. 

“I know, and I’m sorry. There is no excuse for how I’ve been treating you.” He said softly. 

“Why the sudden change of heart?” I asked folding my arms. 

“I saw you with him, and I wished it was me. I’m tired of saying mean things and hurting you.” James said, his voice was sincere. I looked down, James stepped closer to me and placed a warm hand on my face. I looked back up, his eyes searching mine. I leaned in placing my lips on his. He froze for a moment before melting into the kiss. 

“So you like me too?” He asked as he pulled away. 

“I’m attracted to you.” I replied, his eyebrow rose in a questioning manner. “Give me a break, it’s a step up from hate.” I said, causing James to laugh. 

“That is fair, I definitely deserve that. I’ll change your mind though, just you wait and see.” He grinned, the first real smile I’d seen on his face since we met. I don’t think it’ll take me long at all to fall completely head over heels for him. 

“Shit, I gotta go let Bill down.” I said, I wasn’t all that torn up about it though as I was planning to after the party anyway. 

“Go, I’ll leave after you.” James said. 

“I don’t think he noticed I had left.” I told him. “I didn’t realize how big of a fan he is of Metallica. I think he’ll be more upset that he won't be invited to any more parties than me deciding not to get serious with him.” I finished. James shook his head with a chuckle. I leaned up and kissed him again before leaving the room. I was right, Bill and Lars were still chatting. 

“Hey Bill.” I said, trying to get his attention. It looked like it took all of his willpower to look in my direction.

“Yeah?” He asked. 

“I don’t think you and I are going to work out.” I said, clasping my fingers together. 

“Oh. Um, okay.” He said looking confused, “This couldn’t have waited until after the party?” He asked. 

“Sorry.” I replied with a small shrug. 

“Was it something I did?” He asked. 

“No, I just don’t think it’s going to work.” I said. 

“Is it someone else?” He asked. 

“Yeah.” James said as he came up wrapping his arm around my shoulder. 

“DAVE YOU OWE ME 10 BUCKS!” Lars shouted as he got up to look for Dave. 

“I can’t even be mad about it, I would’ve left me for James Hetfield too.” Bill said. 

“Good talk.” James said and steered me away. We laughed at what just transpired. 

“Wait, the guys were betting on us?” I asked. 

“News to me, I would’ve gotten in on the action if I knew.” He replied. 

“I think that is what they call a conflict of interest.” I poked his side. James laughed and kissed my forehead. 

I was looking forward to getting to know the real James, not the immature jerk who had made my life hell the past several months.

Thank you for reading! Feel free to request or chat :)

-Isa

[wildmoonworld]

First Night Out

Pairing: Danny Wagner x reader

Word Count: 5.3k

WARNING: alcohol, unprotected sex, give and receiving oral, slight choking, anything else i missed just let me know.

Summary: It’s spooky szn, you’re enjoying the halloween activities with Danny and your daughter. You finally meet Jake and Josh, Jake realizes you’re someone he wants badly. Danny leaves for tour, do you love him just after a few weeks?

••Let me know if you’re interested in a part 3, i have an entire layout for this series. Thank you guys for showing the first part some love, i hope you enjoy these as much as i enjoy writing them. Much love✨

~~*~~

Speechless from what you had just learned about Danny. You’re stiff still processing the words that had fallen from his mouth. You sit back finally, you look out the window trying to figure out the words you want to say to him.

“I hope you know i didn’t know before throwing this shirt on this morning.” nervously biting your nails. In the back of your mind you’re thinking how he probably thinks you’re some fan girl, that you probably did this on purpose. You have always been the one to overthink every situation.

“Y/n, you didn’t recognize who i was last night. I wasn’t worried if you knew anything.” he chuckled, reaching over to grab your hand again pulling it over the console. “Besides, i think i like seeing you wear our shirt. It’s super sexy.” looking over to you, reassuring that everything is okay. You shoot him a slight smile, still overthinking.

“My best friend gave me this shirt after getting rid of some things in her closet. She had thrifted it a while back. I have never even thought to listen to you guys.” you say quietly, laying your head on the seat peering over to look at him.

“Think of it as, a sign. Maybe is was supposed to end up in your hands?” as you’re coming to a stop light, Danny brings your hand up to his mouth. Placing a gentle kiss on the back of your hand. You blush becoming red in the face. Maybe he was right, there was a reason i ended up w the shirt and there’s a reason i met Danny.

Pulling into your moms drive way, you unbuckle your seatbelt. Before opening the door you turn to look at Danny, before you could say a word “i will be right here waiting, i promise.” he states, raising both of his hands from the steering wheel. Leaning over to him, you land a small peck on his cheek. “Thank you.” you replied

Making your way into your moms house, you can hear tiny footsteps running from the kitchen trying to find you. “Mamaaaaa” Emmy finally wraps her whole body around your legs, leaning down you pick her up and give her the biggest squeeze. “Oh my goodness, i missed my sweet girl” you say holding Emmy close, never wanting to let go of her. “i miss you…mama.” she spoke so clear. She has been working on putting sentences together, looking into her big blue eyes. “Good job my little bug.” scrunching your nose and smiling, placing your forehead against hers.

Your mom followed Emmy into the living room bringing her things to you. She peeps over your shoulder, “Who’s Jeep is that?” your mom being the curious woman she is. “ACs, she ended up getting the Jeep she was talking about.” you quickly blurted out, you were never good at lying. But for some reason, she actually believed you. “Tell her i said hey and that i love her, see you soon Emmy.” your mom turns to walk back into the kitchen. You hurried out the front door, walking to the back drivers side door. You placed Emmy into her car seat and buckled her in, sprinting around to the other side of the car you hop into the passenger seat. Danny puts the car in reverse.

Turning around to look at Emmy, “hey baby, this is mommys friend. His name is Danny. Can you say hi?” you explain to her. She has always been the friendliest little human, she looks into the review mirror finding his eyes “…hey…” she replies. “hi there little one, it is very nice to meet you.” Danny looks up to see her reaction. Emmy turns her head, bashfully looking away.

“Do you girls want to grab some brunch?” he says, still focusing on the road. “…my treat.” he added. You turn your head, still amazed by the beauty this man holds. “Are you sure? She can…” looking back at Emmy, she’s almost about to knock out from the car ride. “She can be a handful.” you say. “Yes or no, honey.” he responds, giving you a quick glance. “Yeah, that would be great…babe” answering his question, you look down. You can feel the corners of your mouth rise, forming a soft smile.

Danny pulling into a small breakfast shop, “Bagel Dock”. Remembering back when AC and you were in college, you both would wake up from a night of partying. Hungover and disgusted with the pictures you would find the day after, you’d head to Bagel Dock to catch a mimosa and the best greasy bagel to cure the nasty hangovers.

Danny walks over to your side, opening the door holding his hand out to help you stand up. You both walk around to retrieve Emmy, she’s asleep. Picking her up out of her car seat, Danny reaches into the floorboard to grab her bag. Seeing him be so thoughtful, made your mama heart melt. A man doing the smallest of acts, for you or your child…really means to the most to a single mom.

~~*~~

After a delicious brunch, you are exhausted and ready to take a nap. Danny reaches over to the radio turning down the music, Emmy is playing on your phone. It was the only thing that would calm her down after the meltdown she had at the restaurant.

“What is Emmy short for?” he asks, you could tell questions have been turning the gears in that pretty mind of his. “Emersyn, it was my Grandmothers name.” you answered, remembering how close you and your Grandmother were when you were younger.

“It’s a beautiful name, y/n” he replied with a sweet smile.

You smile back, starting to feel the sadness take over your body.

“Is her dad around?” he asked quietly, not wanting Emmy to hear the word “Dad” just in case he wasn’t.

“No, he told me he was too young to be a Dad. He didn’t want the responsibility. So…I left. He hasn’t seen her. It’s just been Emmy and i.” you look back at her, feeling very proud of accomplishing motherhood so far. Danny doesn’t say a word, looks to be seemingly shocked and saddened by your answer.

“Y/n, i’m very sorry about that. You shouldn’t ..” he pauses for a moment, seeing his eyes glisten from the tears starting to form. “You shouldn’t have been alone.” he finishes, taking your hand to intertwine your fingers together.

Rubbing his forearm with your free hand, your thumb softly rubbing circles on top of his thumb. “Danny, honey, i am okay. it’s okay, i had and still have everything handled.” you say softly to him, reassuring him. You weren’t alone, actually. Your child had become your best friend.

~~*~~

It had been two weeks since meeting Danny. You both have texted and called each other every single night since. He’s even came over for dinner a few times, you’d be in the kitchen putting the last few things together for dinner and Danny would be in the living room floor playing with Emmy. Everything about this man, you adored.

One night, you had finally gotten Emmy to bed. You walked into the living room, exhaustion just taking over your body. Danny notices, patting the cushion on the couch beside him motioning you to sit down with him. You walk over to sit, he reaches under your legs to have them lay across his. You lay back to shut your eyes for just a minute. Danny is rubbing your legs and feet, just being the caring person he is.

“Y/n, it’s been two weeks and i still don’t know what you do for work.” he says quietly chuckling under his breath. You smile, moving your arm away from your eyes adjusting it under your head so you could look at him. “I’m a Criminal Psychologist, ya know i profile and try to figure out who the bad guys are.” you respond while smiling waiting for his reaction.

His eyes widen, “wait like are you being serious, right now?” he turns his entire body to look at you. “Nooo I’m just fucking with you, yes honey. Sometimes i work for the police department or the FBI, depending on the case.” you sit up, pulling your knees under yourself. “that’s like, really fucking cool y/n.” he replies, grabbing your hips to where you’re straddling him. “Well, thank you honey.” you say running your hands from his chest, to the nape of his neck to play with his curls.

For a moment, you both are just taking in the quietness of the room. Existing in each others worlds. Peaceful.

“Is there anything you girls would like to do this weekend? I will be leaving for tour here in the next week or so and i want to spend as much time with you both before i leave.” he says quietly almost in a whisper, rubbing your back.“Well…Halloween is Sunday and I will be taking Emmy trick or treating.” you say leaning down to rest your head on his shoulder. “And i have a halloween party Saturday, if you don’t have anything planned. Would you go with me?” he asked, making the blood flow to your cheeks. Blushing. You wrap your arms around his neck, nuzzling your face in the crook of his neck. “I would loveeeee too, but wouldn’t it be weird if you brought the mom to a party?” you say jokingly. He grabs you by your shoulders to sit you up. “Actually, i think i’d have the hottest date there, you being a mom is definitely a bonus though..” he laughs sitting up to embrace you into his muscular arms, bringing your lips together he closes the space between you both.

Sliding your tongue against his, slightly sucking his bottom lip in between your teeth. You lightly nibble, smiling you sit up to crawl off of him. Getting into the floor on your knees, you rub your hands up his thighs and slide them under his hoodie. “Danny, can i show you how much i really appreciate you?” you say, tucking your fingers in his waistband and your thumbs lay across his button on his jeans wanting to release his bulge within his pants. “Please…y/n, please.” he says pleading for your attention. Slowly you unbutton his jeans, pulling his zipper down, you grab the sides of his legs and pull them down to where his length bounced out of his jeans. Sitting up you gently grab his cock, you see the pre-cum dripping out of him. You take your thumb and lightly massage it around the head, taking your tongue and running it up his shaft until you place a tiny kiss on the head. Slowly you lower your mouth onto him, flattening out your tongue so he can reach the back of your throat. You have never had a problem with your gag reflux until him. You bounce your head up and down, causing yourself to slobber onto him.

“Fuckkkk baby…your mouth feels so damn good.” he says in between his moans.

Pulling him out of your mouth, you spit on his cock lubricating it so you can twist your right hand up and down, giving him a handjob. You place your mouth on him again, twisting and sucking, hollowing out your cheeks. “y/n…baby…i’m gonna…” you can hear him and feel him about to release his load. You start to go slightly faster, finally feel his release in your mouth. “y/n…baby, oh my goddddd.” Swallowing his cum, you wipe your mouth. You gaze into his heavy and tired eyes, standing up you crawl back onto his lap. Leaning to place sweet small kisses on his lips, across his jaw, down his neck to hit that one sweet spot that drives him crazy. Wrapping his arms around you, Danny flips you over on your back, he’s hovering over top of you between your legs. His mouth collides with yours, brushing his tongue against yours, sucking on your bottom lip. You moan into his mouth, reaching between your legs to stroke his length.

Danny picks you up, wrapping your legs around his waist he carries you down the hall to your bedroom. Laying you down on the edge of the bed, he grabs the waist band of your leggings and pulls them off, tossing them across the room. He leans down and whispers “Now let daddy show you how much he appreciates you, sweet girl.”

Reaching between your legs, his fingers find their way to your swollen clit slowly massaging circles making you wetter by the minute. His fingers work into your folds until they meet with your entrance, with two fingers he shoves them inside of you. You gasp for air, quickly he places his lips on yours muffling your moans. “Shhhh….don’t want to be too loud baby.” he says while pumping his fingers faster, he lowers himself so his head is between your legs. “fucking hell…your pussy is beautiful and so tight.” admiring your center before flattening his tongue and devouring you. Swirling his tongue and sucking on your clit while his fingers are pounding inside of you. You grab a handful of his beautiful curls, rocking your hips to grind on his tongue reaching your climax faster and faster. “Don’t stop Danny….don’t fucking stop.”

Arching your back, unable to muffle your moans any longer. Danny hitting your g spot with his fingers and continuing to suck your sensitive clit, you cum all over his fingers. You were lightheaded, seeing stars and struggling for air. He pulled his fingers out of you, holding them up to show you how much of a mess you made. Licking you off of his fingers, you grab his hand and put them in your mouth, tasting yourself.

“Fuck…that is so hot, you’re such a good girl.” his mouth is open, studying the way you sucked on his fingers. He pulls them out, sliding them down your chin until they are lightly wrapped around your throat. Reaching up to the back of his neck you pull him down, closing the space between you both. You whisper “Danny, please fuck me…i need you.” begging and pleading against his mouth.

“You impatient woman, i love it when you beg for me…” he says sliding his hands down your sides to the hem of your shirt, lifting up your shirt over your head to remove it. Danny was surprised to see you weren’t wearing a bra. He places wet kisses down your neck, to your chest, making his way to your erect nipples. Swirling, sucking and tugging at one and his hand on the other rubbing your nipple between his pointer finger and thumb. Your hands run down the back of his hoodie, tugging at the hem you motion for him to remove it. Danny stands up and removes his hoodie, you admire the beauty this man holds. Removing his jeans, you slide yourself further onto the bed so he has room.

He slowly makes his way over top of you again, spreading your legs apart with his knees. He just sits, rubbing his cock against your sensitive clit. Gently tapping your pussy, sliding it down to your entrance. Slowly, he sticks the head in and back out, back in and then out. Finally, he slams his hips against yours, you yelp with pleasure.

“Are you okay, baby!?” Danny asks with the look of concern flashing across his face. “I’m fine, i promise. Just wasn’t expecting that…it felt good daddy. Keep going.” He wasted no time, pounding you faster and harder. He grabs the back of your knees and pushes them back, bringing your hips up in the air so he can reach you deeper. “…mmm daddy, right there!! that feels…so good.” struggling to put sentences together, you’re almost there. “That’s it, daddy’s good girl. Cum for me, pretty girl.” he says thrusting hard and long strokes making your eyes roll back. He turns you to your side, putting one leg on his shoulder slowly thrusting.

“RIGHT there…keep going please baby..” you moan, digging your nails into his thighs your climax is at its peak. Your legs start to shake, your vision turns white and you can see stars. Coming down from your high, Danny has reached his limit “..cum for me daddy, fill me up daddy..” you say grabbing his hands that are wrapped around your leg, he fills you up. You can feel every warm drop of him inside of you, his sensitive cock pulsating. Danny releases your leg, fall down beside you. You’re both exhausted.

Eventually getting off the bed, you pull back the covers tapping the bed motioning for him to get under them with you. Danny does just that. You both fall asleep in pure bliss.

~~*~~

Saturday, Halloween Party

Danny and you had gotten costumes a couple days ago for the halloween party. You already dropped Emmy off with your mom, she was taken care of.

You stand in front of the mirror in your bedroom, in this white and red nurses costume, fishnets of course underneath and a pair of red heels. The fishnets were definitely Daniel’s idea. You hear your front door slam shut, “Babe!” you hear him yell down the hall.

You walk into the kitchen where he was unloading his bags from the store. Case of white claw for yourself and a case of coronas for him. He is dressed in a pair of scrubs, scrub cap and a stethoscope around his neck.

Walking around the kitchen island, you grab both ends of the stethoscope and pull him in for a kiss. “You just keep getting sexier and sexier, Dr. Wagner.” you say against his mouth. “And you nurse y/n, aren’t so bad yourself.” returning the kiss, his hand reaching for your ass he gives it a squeeze. “Come on honey, if we don’t leave now we’ll be late.” he reminds you, you turn to walk out the kitchen. Danny slaps your ass as he follows behind you.

~~*~~

Danny and you had been at the party for an hour now. He had some friends he wanted you to meet. Mainly, the boys in the band. The party was at this cabin, right off the shore of a lake. It was beautiful. You were in the kitchen grabbing another drink for yourself and Danny. You lightly feel a hand rub against the back of your thighs. You turn around quickly, a man who obviously by the looks of it, is intoxicated. He’s wearing a pirate costume, long brown hair, contagious smile and heart melting brown eyes. He was very beautiful but reeked of booze.

“You must be Daniel’s milf? Aren’t you a pretty little thing, y/n is it?” he says slurring over his words, reaching up for your cheek. You push his hand away “Dude, you’re drunk. fuck off.” he grabs your wrist before you run off, pinning you against the counter. He brushes your hair from your eyes to behind your ear, leaning to your ear so you can hear him over the music.

“I would make you cum 10x more than he ever could.” he says leaning back up, looking into his eyes all you see is lust. You press your knees together trying not to get so turned on by this man, he was insanely beautiful. It was hard not to be turned on.

Danny runs over, grabbing his shoulder “Jake, what the fuck are you doing? You’re piss ass drunk.” he tries to yell over the music, when Jake realizes it was Danny who grabbed him. He throws his arms around his neck, embracing him with a hug. You stand there, looking back and forth between both of them. Confused.

“Y/n, this is Jake. He’s the guitarist.” Danny says with an apologetic look. You send him a sweet smile letting him know it’s okay. “You out did yourself with this one, Daniel.” Jake replies winking to you. “Okay, let’s get you outside.” Danny says while realizing Jake is pulling a cigar out of his pocket.

They finally go outside, you’re walking through the living room to find a seat. The only seat that was empty, was beside this curly haired man in a pope like cloak. It was open where his chest was visible, again this man was seemly beautiful. You plop down next to him, he looks over. “Hi there darling, you must be y/n.” he reaches for your hand, bringing your knuckles to his lips and kissing the back of your hand. “You are all Daniel talks about anymore. I’m Josh, I play the vocals.” he says giving your hand a light tap.

“It’s nice to meet you, he talks about me?” you ask looking over to Josh. “Oh honey, he can’t stop talking about you. He also adores that little girl of yours.” he replies, leaning over to where your faces are inches apart. The music was instantly loud making it hard to hear anyone talk. You smile while he’s talking, you didn’t respond right away. “You are very beautiful, just the way Daniel described.” placing two fingers under your chin, lifting your face up to admire your features. This man, his brown eyes, sweet smile where you noticed he had the tiniest gap. Which you thought was the most adorable thing you’ve seen.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Daniel making his way over to the couch. “I see Jake isn’t the only one that can’t keep their hands off my woman.” Danny says, plopping into the couch between Josh and you. Placing his arm around you. “Oh god, she met Jake already?…I’m sorry about that.” Josh says looking to you concerned, flashing an apologetic smile. Sober or drunk, when Jake sees something he likes he will make it known. That he definitely did earlier in the kitchen.

2am rolls around, you’re tipsy, tired and ready for bed. You walk outside to find Danny, you turn the corner to the front of the garage to the right side of the garage there are steps that lead to the front door. You can hear Danny’s voice from that area of the house, it’s dark the only light you see is around the garage where the steps were located. Suddenly, this shadow comes up from between two cars. Slamming your back against the metal garage door, the smell of booze lingering from this persons breath, his hands are planted on the door on each side of your head and his body is pressed against yours.

“I could do things to you that would make you leave my boy, Daniel.” he says in a raspy voice. His lips are close enough to your cheek that you can feel how hot his breath is. Jake, you recognized the voice from earlier. “Jake, leave me the fuck alone. You’re drunk and talking out of your ass.” you responded turning your face to where you’re making eye contact with him. He grabs your cheeks, making your lips pucker, “Oh but darling, i know what i want and i know exactly how to get it.” he reaches down to your thigh, sliding his fingers up to the end of your costume. You don’t stop him, yet. Your breathing picks up, looking down to his lips like you would want to devour him. “I can see it in your eyes, you want it just as bad as i do..darling.” he says sliding his hand further up your dress almost to the crease of your ass. You slap him, stopping him in his tracks. Danny walked around the corner at the exact moment.

“Shittt..y/n, what’s going on?” he runs over to you both. “He’s drunk and he keeps trying to come onto me.” you replied dusting off your dress, you look back up to Danny and he leans down to whisper in your ear “that was hott…good job babe” he gives you a little love tap on your ass. He throws his arm around Jake “Dude, she’s mine. Get over it, not everything you see you can have.” he pats Jake on his chest, winking at you. Jake chuckles. “Let’s go find Josh..” Danny says grabbing your hand and his other arm still wrapped around Jake.

Josh was inside in the kitchen, fishing around the freezer for his bottle of tequila. “Josh, i think it’s time to take Jake here home. Y/n gave him a taste of his own medicine.” Danny says laughing. “Damn it Jake…can’t you control yourself for one night?” Josh replies, setting his tequila down on the counter to refill his cup. You giggle, Danny wraps his arm around your waist.

“I think we’re gonna head on out, see you guys later.” Danny waved to the boys, you wave to Josh along with a soft smile. Complete ignoring Jake on your way out.

~~*~~

Danny pulls into your driveway, turning the car off. He doesn’t move, you look over and you can tell something was bothering him.

“..hey baby? are you okay?” you ask him softly, reaching over to the back of his head to softly massage his neck. You lay your head back and wait for his response. He grabs your hand, pulling it to his lips, he closes his eyes. Finally, he looks up to meet your gaze that was fixed on him. “Please don’t fall for Jake.” he pleads in almost a whisper, you sit up in the seat and place both of your hands on the sides of his face. “Danny, i would never hurt you like that. Anyways, he’s too short for my liking.” you replied back, placing a kiss on his nose. He laughs “..too short??”

“Yes, don’t you know i like my men at least over 6 foot.” trying to reassure him the best you can, while feeling guilty about the way Jake burned your core.

You both exist the car, stepping up to the porch to unlock your door. Grabbing Danny’s hand you lead him into the house, kicking your heels off at the door, he slips his off as well. Both of you work your way down the hall to your bedroom. Standing on either sides of the bed, you both strip down to almost nothing. You throw on one of his old band t shirts, a pair of comfy panties and throw your hair up into a bun. Danny only wearing a pair of black boxers is already in bed waiting for you. Crawling into bed, into his arms. You feel safe, like you belong within his embrace.

“I don’t think i have asked yet, but would you be my girlfriend?” he asks, looking up at him while your head is still on his chest. Bringing your finger to his lips, you gently squeeze his bottom lip to get his attention. His gaze now on you, you prop your head up and give him tiny kisses against his lip. Your smile getting bigger with each kiss.

“I thought you’d never ask..” you reply, you lay your head on his chest. He lets out a small giggle, squeezing his arms around you placing a kiss on the top of your head.

You both fall asleep, peacefully.

~~*~~

“Trick or treat..” you hear Emmy say, Danny and you are watching her from the side walk. She walks down from the house, grabbing Danny’s fingers in one hand and yours in the other. Taking her to the next house to get candy.

“She the cutest little witch out here.” Danny says admiring her walking up to the next house.

You smile hearing him adore your child, might be the sexiest thing to ever come out of his mouth. “I might be bias, but i think i have the cutest child around.” you say smiling up at him, it’s chilly. You stand closer to him to feel his warmth, wrapping you up in his arms. He kisses your head, “i definitely agree on that, my love.” he replies.

You all go back to the house after a night of walking around receiving candy. Emmy dumped out all of her candy in the living room floor. Danny is propped up on his elbow, laying down in the floor with her. Both of them, sorting out the candy she likes and dislikes. You’re in the kitchen, finishing up dinner. Danny walks in, “It smells amazing babe, what are we having?” he asks walking behind you, pulling you into a hug, his lips find their way to your neck. “Chicken parmesan” leaning back on him, the thought of him leaving tomorrow for tour makes your heart ache. “You’ve been quiet today, my love.” Danny says, he pulls his hands to your waist spinning you around to face him. Your eyes start to fill with tears, “i’m just going to really miss you, that’s all.” you say to him, swallowing hard trying to keep the tears in. He grabs your face, looking into your eyes. “..hey hey, baby i’ll be back before you know it.” he pulls you into his chest, you embrace him.

~~*~~

It’s the next morning, Emmy and you follow Danny to his house to help him finish up packing for the road. Emmy running around enjoying the bigger space of his home, you’re running down the list of the things he needs or might forget if you don’t remind him.

“…toothbrush, deodorant, charger, drumsticks…” you start naming everything you can think of. “yes, MOM…” Danny playfully replies, poking your side with his drumsticks. “i’m trying to help you, babe.” you say back, he grabs you by your waist and pulls you into a hug. “I’m going to miss you, bossing me around.” he said kissing the tip of your nose. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you breathe deeply remembering his scent.

Emmy on your hip, you all are standing in his drive way. He’s loading up the rest of his belongings onto the bus, he steps out to Emmy and you waiting for him to say his goodbyes.

“i miss you..Dan, i love you..” Emmy says holding her hands out to Danny to pick her up. Danny grabs Emmy, holding out a fist to give her a fist bump. “i love you and i’m gonna miss you tons.” he says to her, she wraps her little arms around his neck and he gives her the biggest hug. Your eyes start to fill with tears, witness the purest moment between the man you’re falling for and your child. Danny notices the sadness on your face, holding out one arm while the other is still holding Emmy. You embrace him and hug him, tears begin to fall. “I’m going to miss you mama” he says rubbing your back and placing a kiss on the side of your head. You step back, wiping your tears from your face, you take Emmy out of his arms. “okay baby, Dan has to leave now. We don’t want him to be late to his flight.” you say to her. “Listen to mama, i’ll be back before you know it.” he says placing a kiss on Emmys head.

You lean over to give him one finally kiss, long and sweet as if it will be the last one you’ll ever get from him.

Finally, you girls are on the sidewalk. Danny walks onto the bus. The doors shut, Emmy holds up a hand waving to Danny as the bus drives away. Turning around, tears still falling from your face you head back to your car.

“Mommy, do you love Dan?” Emmy says while you’re putting her into her car seat.

“I think so baby.” you reply, closing the car door.

You stand against the car, running through your thoughts. Do i really love this man? It’s been a few weeks, can you fall for someone this fast?

Whispering under your breath, “i think i do love him.”

Part Three

[asskickedbygirl]

Request for smutty and fluffy Johnny fic where fem reader is an actress turned new cast member for Jackass Forever, but grew up having the biggest crush on Johnny. She gets caught on someone’s live saying how hard work is because of how hot she finds Johnny, and it goes viral.

Hot For Knoxville [Johnny Knoxville x F!Reader]

Desc: Anon covered it but i made it a little more … dirty

A/n: thank you for request! haven’t written any silver foxville but he’s still hot so here is this. sorry there isn’t much fluff til the end i got kinda carried away… lmk if you enjoy! also sorry it took so long i deleted it at first…

Warnings: smut (18+), p in v, age gap, alcohol and drug use, praise kink, oral (m receiving)

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You sat in Rachel’s apartment with her Jasper and Poopies after a long day of press. Being the new cast members, you started a tradition of hanging out after shooting or press and ended up becoming close friends. You and Rachel were on the couch talking and passing round a blunt while the guys sat in the kitchen. “So what were you thinking when Johnny first dmed you?” Rachel asked, inhaling the smoke into her lungs. “Well I mean at first I was kinda hoping it was for reasons other than professional.” Rachel laughed and handed you the joint. “Oh really?” You grinned, “Well who wouldn’t want Johnny Knoxville sliding into their dms?” Rachel giggled then tilted her head. “Isn’t he a little old for you?” You shrugged. “Hey the silver hair kinda does it for me. It was actually kinda hard to concentrate at work.” Rachel urged you to go on. “Well he was just so hot. I was constantly blushing and stammering around him. I still get all flustered when he talks to me sometimes like who the hell gets to work with their prepubescent sexual awakening?!” The guys began laughing and gasping, clapping their hands over their mouth and turning to face you. Your heart stopped at their reactions. “What?” You asked but feared you already knew the answer. “We’re on live.” Poopies replied, your face immediately turning a bright red.

You dreaded the next day when you’d be doing a full cast interview for some morning show. Naturally, someone had screen-recorded the live and it had done its rounds all over twitter and instagram. You knew Johnny had to know and that drove you crazy. You showed up to press, the crew already tormenting you over the video before Johnny even arrived. “Gonna find work hard today Y/n?” Wee-man teased. “Damn, maybe I should let my hair go gray.” Mocked Steve-o. Your eyes had rolled enough for ten years in the ten minutes you were waiting for your silver fox coworker. And then he waltzed in, immediately beelining for you at the coffee table, a wide grin on his face. “Well hello Y/n.” Your eyes rolled again, not even bothering to respond as you smiled flatly. “And how was your evening yesterday?” He asked as you gritted your teeth. “Very funny Knoxville.” He cackled his typical cackle. “Well hey I’m sorry! I’ll try not to make this hard for you today, I’ll look a little less sexy.” You gave him the stink eye and he laughed again. “Your heads so big right now I’m surprised you could even fit through the door.” He laughed again. “Alright, alright, I’ll leave you alone. I know you get flustered if I talk to you for too long.” You shook your head with disapproval as he walked away, leaving you with bright red cheeks.

Work was harder than usual that day what with all of the guys tormenting you about live stream gate. What was worse was how hot you found Johnny when he was being so cocky. Maybe you didn’t regret boosting his ego after all… Tremaine invited you out with the whole cast that night to celebrate the last day of press before the premiere and you gratefully accepted, never a better day to drink away your shame. You got ready, opting for a shorter dress for a more slutty approach to distract everyone from your embarrassment and headed out.

As soon as you arrived you headed straight for the bar to catch up with everyone else seeing as you arrived sort of late. By the time your first vodka shot poured down your throat a certain southern man had joined you. “Nice of you to join us.” He charmed and you ignored him, throwing back the next shot “Woah, maybe go easy there, don’t wanna be hungover on the red carpet now do we?” You wiped the corners of your mouth. “I’m sure I’ll be fine.” Johnny bit his lip. “Sorry for today, it’s funny s’all. Not really used to being flattered too much nowadays.” You peered up at him. “Really?” He shrugged. “Glad to know I have one fan of the silver hair.” You smiled. “Alright Silver Foxville.” Johnny gave you a quizzical look and scoffed. “What did you call me?” You laughed heartedly, “Just something I’m trying out.” You gazed up at him, your head sort of reeling at the fact you were kind of actually flirting with Johnny.

You both returned to the group and spent the rest of the night drinking and getting progressively more touchy with your childhood crush. Although you were almost two decades younger than your costar, he still made your heart skip a thousand beats and his sudden surge in flirty behaviour was making your head swarm. “So, I was your sexual awakening huh?” Johnny asked, raising his brows suggestively. You laughed, getting more comfortable with the scandal now his arm was draped around your shoulders. “God don’t even. I remember watching Jackass when I was like 12 and it was the bit where you had a bunch of bees as your underwear and I was just obsessed with you from that point on, you were like my sex icon.” He cackled loudly again, another proper Johnny, hand on belly cackle. “Good to know, good to know. And has much changed?” You rolled your eyes. “Not answering that.” Johnny looked smug then, “Oh really?” Your demeanour changed as Johnny wet his lips, his almost lustful eyes boring into you. “You wanna get out of here?” He asked and your heart stopped. You hesitated, shocked at the underlying intention of his question but agreed anyways.

Johnny made up some lame excuse that you were both tired and would get an uber together but you knew they didn’t buy it, not that you cared. The ride to yours was intense, you sat close together and tried to make normal conversation but the butterflies in your tummy were running rampant. He just looked at you with these almost knowing eyes and would bite his lip every now and again. You eventually arrived at yours as you unlocked the door and encouraged Johnny to sit while you got yourselves beers. He leaned back on your couch and had his legs spread wide, fuck. You handed him the beer and intended in launching into some irrelevant conversation to deflect from your nerves but he had other ideas. “Rachel’s right you know, I’m too old for you.” You sighed and took a sip from your beer. “Are we still on this?” Johnny took the bottle from your hands and set it down. You knitted your brows together but your face softened when you saw your crushes blown out pupils. “You got a thing for older guys?” You swallowed. “Maybe.” He smiled. “You got a thing for me though don’t you?” You bit your lip.

Johnny stood up from his position and looked down at you, hand reaching up to stroke your cheek gently, a look of wonder in your eyes. “You think about me?” You nodded as his thumb brushed against your lips. “Think about me when you’re touching yourself?” His thumb slipped into your mouth then, his words and actions making your panties pool. You sucked on his thumb obediently, lightly nodding. “Good girl.” You whimpered and his eyes lit up. “You like when I call you a good girl?” You pressed your thighs together tightly and nodded again. Usually you wouldn’t be into this stuff, but when it was Johnny you’d be wet at anything he did. He removed his thumb from your lips and grabbed your chin. “Open.” He muttered and you complied, allowing him to spit into your mouth. He scoffed as you swallowed it. “Jesus. I could do anything to you right now and you’d let me. Wouldn’t you?” You bit your lip again, your pleading eyes still looking up at him. He grabbed your chin more forcefully this time, “Wouldn’t you?” You verbally answered, voice wavering.

Your cheeks were a splotchy red as your eyes gazed up at him innocently, willing to submit to this act Johnny had put on. He lifted his arm down to pick up your hand that was lying on your lap, bringing it towards his ‘Knoxville’ belt. You complied with his wishes, undoing it as quickly as possible. You zipped his pants down and reached right into his boxers, taking his semi-hard cock out. You grabbed it by its shaft and looked up at PJ, waiting for instructions obediently. He smiled and nodded, “Go on.” You began pumping him slowly then before licking his tip gently. He groaned at the contact, his cock becoming fully erect. You got to work swirling your tongue around the tip, tasting his precum and moving your hand up and down the shaft. Eventually Johnny’s hand found it’s way to the back of your head, pushing it lightly to encourage you to take him in fully. You did as he urged, struggling to get half way down but sucking him nevertheless. He groaned while did so, beginning to move your head up and down himself now, his hips slightly bucking. “God you’re good at that,” He moaned, your eyes fluttering up to meet his lustful ones. “So pretty with my cock in your mouth baby.” You shut your thighs tightly at the praise and Johnny smiled when he noticed.

“You wanna touch yourself?” You nodded, pulling your tight dress up to fold at your waist, giving PJ a teasing glance at your panties. He bit his lip and continued pushing you down to take more of him in while your hands slipped under the band, fingers moving to rub your clit. You moaned softly against Johnny’s cock, the vibrations causing him to mirror your noise. That’s when he began gathering your hair up to hold a firm grip on you, the pushing and pulling getting rougher. Your pace with your fingers quickened as you began gagging on Johnny’s cock, the tip hitting the back of your throat. “Put a finger inside of yourself.” Johnny panted. You moved your ass to allow yourself better access, slipping a finger in while saliva began dripping down your chin. “There you go, good girl.” The praise caused you to moan again and add an extra finger. Johnnys pace increased so forcefully your motions inside of yourself stopped, only concentrating on breathing through your nose as the older man face fucked you. It got to a point you figured he had to come before he pulled your mouth off of him, strings of saliva still connecting you.

You wiped your chin with your hand, taking your other one out of your panties while Johnny took his pants completely off, his shirt with it. You bit your lip and pulled off the rest of your dress as well as your panties, admiring Johnny’s toned body despite his age. He grinned seductively when he saw you bare in front of him and at his mercy. He took your chin between his index and his thumb once again to tilt your head up towards him. “You’re too pretty for your own good. You know that?” You blushed like a schoolgirl even though you had just sucked the man’s dick thirty seconds prior. He took a seat next to you on the couch and pulled you to straddle his lap, seating you just above his cock. He rubbed his hand against your mound as he leaned in and kissed you roughly. It became apparent that that was the first time the two of you had even kissed and boy you were not wasting it. Lips and teeth clashing, tongues battling for dominance, soft whimpers let out as he continued to rub your clit. You pulled away, “I need you Johnny.” He smiled and leaned his head back, “Then get me.” He motioned towards his dick and you realised he wanted you to fuck him. You complied but were initially skeptical at his willingness to give up control for a moment, but maybe he had an ulterior motive.

You reached back and took his dick in your hand, already wet with your spit and his pre-cum and began lowering yourself. You whimpered as he breached into you, gripping his shoulder to steady yourself but noticed he made no efforts to help. In fact, Johnny had his arms up, leaning his head against his interlocked hands. “Go on.” He spoke, biting his lip and pushing his hips up lightly, teasing you. It became clear he was doing this on purpose, letting you do all the pathetic work to degrade you, and you weren’t even mad about it. You did as you were told, eventually getting down all the way before lifting again. It was hard to get a proper pace going when it was a one man job, just you fucking yourself with Johnnys cock while he watched on with delight. You whimpered and panted as you began bouncing, still steadying yourself with his shoulders. “Does that feel good?” He asked, taunting you. You looked him in the eyes and nodded, “Yeah.” He smiled back. “Hmmm. You like fucking yourself or do you want me to help?” You sighed, “Can you help?” He laughed, “Why didn’t you ask in the first place?”

Johnny grabbed your hips and pulled you down so you were fully seated on his cock, causing you to moan out before he pulled you off once more, slamming you back down immediately after. His pace became relentless, your mind fogging up as you let him fuck you. “You gonna find it hard to work tomorrow? Hmmm? Gonna find it hard to walk maybe.” You couldn’t reply, fucked out of your mind. You didn’t expect Knoxville to be such a dom in bed, certainly didn’t expect him to fuck you so well either. You moaned out louder than usual when he hit that spot inside of you. “Right there.” You managed to croak out, head leaning into Johnnys neck now, “Oh right there huh?” Johnny matched his stroke from before, hitting the spot with every thrust. Not before long he had brought you to the very edge, your moans hindering as you held your breath, trying not to release the loud noises that wished to be let out. You subconsciously bit his neck softly. “Let me hear you.” He muttered, continuing his pace. You pulled away and moaned pornographically as you fell off the edge, feeling your orgasm wash over you as you came on his cock. Johnny continued to plow into you, overstimulation making you convulse and whimper. “S’okay. I’m gonna cum inside you now sweetheart. That okay?” You nodded with your eyes shut, still whimpering. Johnny’s hips started stuttering until he grabbed your hips and pulled you all the way down forcefully, spilling inside of you as deep as he could. He moaned loudly as he finished, a sound you wish could be replayed in your head over and over.

“Fuck.” He muttered, panting heavily. You grinded your hips gently against him before pulling off, using his shoulders to do so. He groaned as he saw the cum spilling out of you, making a mess on your thighs. “God, let me clean you up.” He lifted you off his lap and made you lay down on the couch before putting his boxers back on and wandering around your tiny apartment to find your bathroom. He returned with a towel and began wiping your core gently. You admired him as he did it so meticulously, with such care despite ruining you a few minutes before. You tangled your fingers in his hair and passed him a gentle smile. “You alright?” He asked and you nodded. “Didn’t expect you to fuck so well old man.” He laughed at your snarky remark, clambering on top of you. “Old man?” He nipped you on the neck and you giggled. “Coming from the woman creaming her pants when I call her a good girl.” You pushed his face gently, acting as if your cheeks weren’t flushing at just the mention of the words. “You think the guys will know we fucked?” You asked, pushing Johnny’s silver hair off his forehead. He smiled, “Well maybe they’ll have an idea when you start walking all funny down the red carpet.” You covered your mouth as you laughed wholeheartedly.

End.

@gnarkillknoxville @steve-osahottie @izzaaaaaa @jackassvivalabam03 @kristinee @ckygetsjobs @jackussy420 @spoookyberry @lovexjoe

[barbiewritesstuff]

Me back with a dorky af idea because... well..

Prompt: Dagger squad doing regular chaotic Dagger shit. Discussion arises. Or no wait debate. About who has the biggest BDE. Phoenix has everybody beat I'm not taking arguments. Everybody disses Mav trying to argue his nonexistent case. Hondo is covering Bobs ears.

Final showdown between Admiral Kazansky and Vice Admiral Simpson.

Maybe you argue one case a bit too strongly. Maybe someone overhears. Maybe he has to ask Warlock wtf bde means.

Discuss the possibilities. Please.

-- I know we talked about bestie Jake but we didn't talk about him enough so here he is, in all his glory and I love him. Also I don't remember what the "put that in your pentagon budget" guy's actual job was so forgive me--

You weren't entirely sure how the discussion arose but now that it had, it was positively impossible to stop it.

"IT DOESN'T COUNT, SHE DOESN'T HAVE ONE!" Fanboy bellowed through the recreation room clueing in everyone who hadn't already caught on to what they were arguing about.

"You're only saying that because you're losing Mickey," Phoenix replied with a smirk that had the man turning a lovely shade of tomato red.

"No I'm saying that because the fact that you do not have a dick disqualifies you from the fucking ranking, Natasha," he spat

"Oh, oh," Jake said, looking up high, a hand over his eyebrows as if to shield his eyes," Guys, something's falling," he added before gasping, "oh my god, it's Mickey's BDE ranking! It just keeps falling and falling and falling," he said, progressively looking down until he was firmly staring at the floor, "and falling an-- oh no, send an ambulance, I think it has just hit rock bottom..."

Coyote winced, "ouch, that looked like it hurt... Are you okay? Will you recover?"

"Oh fuck off. This thing's rigged anyway," Mickey said, crossing his arms over his chest with a pout and making everyone laugh.

"Okay, what did I miss?" You asked, having briefly gone to the vending machine to get snacks.

"We're ranking everyone by level of BDE. Fanboy judt plummeted to the bottom, never to be seen again, and Phoenix is at the top," Jake explained while you handed out Kit Kats to the squad, making sure to pout a little mockingly at Fanboy as you tucked his chocolate bar into the pocket of his sweater.

"Good girl," you praised, sending Nat a wink, "Now, big question... Where do I stand?"

"Second place," Jake replied, "I'm in joint third with Javi, then, Bob is a surprising fourth. Payback is fifth. Halo is sixth, thanks to her barfight on Thursday. Fritz and Omaha are joint seventh, Yale and Harvard are eighth, Maverick is ninth and Fanboy is tenth." he said, "We have yet to rank Hondo, Vice Admiral Simpson, Warlock and Admiral Kazansky. Oh! And that flightplan coordinator you like... I don't remember his name, the pentagon budget guy, you know the one..."

"Oh Ian? Ian goes in first. Sorry Phoenix, but his outburst will be written in the annals of history as one of the most legendary things to say to a superior officer," you said. Phoenix, though dissapointed, tipped an imaginary hat at your statement.

"Hondo... the man, the myth, the legend --" you started, tapping Jake on the leg to give you space as you sat down beside him on the edge of the bench.

"Hey, hang on, where am I in this entire thing?" Rooster asked, suddenly catching up with the fact that he hadn't been ranked and looking quite offended.

"Below Fanboy," Jake stated stated

"Jacob be nice," you replied, gently hitting him on the shoulder. He looked at you for a second then stuck out his tongue. You rolled your eyes at him and turned away, he leaned forwards and kissed your cheek.

"Eww. So when are you guys going to admit you're dating?" Halo asked with her head in her hands, here eyes glancing between the both of you.

"We're not. I'm single and little miss BDE over here has a boyfriend," Jake replied, poking you in the side with his finger. In your surprise you let out a high pitched squeal and jumped a little, almost falling off of the bench but caught by Jake and Nat, who had lunged across the table to catch your arm.

You found your seat againt, "Right, Cyclone or Iceman, who goes where?" You asked

"Ooh kinky," Jake whispered in your ear and you slapped his arm again.

"You're a menace," you said with a smile

"What are you gonna do about it? Tell your boyfriend?" He mocked in a low voice only audible to you, swinging an arm around you and pulling you into a hug, "you know what, guys, I think Y/n needs to be the deciding vote on this one," he said loud enough for the still arguing squad to hear.

"Why's that?" Coyote asked, raising an eyebrow in question

"She's the only one of us who hasn't been either told off by the Admiral for reckless flying," he nodded towards Rooster who had received a stern talking too after passing too close to a control tower and making the Admiral spill coffee all over himself, "Or snapped at by Cyclone for a reason or another," he said, meaning the rest of the squad. Even Halo hadn't been spared after forgetting her manual in her dorm on a day Cyclone had been particularly grumpy.

They all seemed to agree with Jake. He looked at you expectantly, grinning mischievously and wriggling his eyebrows.

You pretended to think about it for a second, "I'm going to go with Cyclone --" you replied

"Going to go with me for what?" He asked from behind, clearly surprising the rest of the squad too. You closed your eyes and tried to no avail to stop the crimson blush creeping up to your face, "Lieutenant L/n? Anyone care to explain?"

"We were ranking everyone by BDE, Sir" Jake replied.

Warlock, faithfully standing by Cyclone's side, fished his phone out of his pocket with the hand that wasn't holding his coffee while the Vice Admiral looked over the group of blushing squad members.

"Lieutenant L/n, pray tell me, what on earth is BDE?" He asked

"It's -- err --" you stuttered out

"Sir," Warlock said, holding out his phone for Cyclone to see, having no doubt pulled up the definition. With every sentence he read, Beau's eyebrows shot up a little more.

"My office, please. Now." He told you with a tone as cool as ice.

"Yessir" you obeyed, standing up and walking off in front of him, your eyes firmly trained on your shoes.

"You're an ass," you told him as soon as the door locked behind him in his office.

Beau snorted, "I'm the ass? Seresin lured you into that trap and I'm the ass," he said with a smile.

"I am not dating Seresin," you replied,

"I couldn't tell," he mocked, sitting himself down on the edge of the desk with his legs crossed

"Beau--" you started, ready to explain Jake was just a friend

"I'm joking " he laughed, "I know he's not your type," he winked

"Damn right," you laughed, coming closer to Beau until you stood in front of him, "My type is you," you said, leaning in to kiss him.

"Is he coming on Friday?" Beau asked when you broke the kiss, trying to change the subject to keep your behaviour vaguely work-appropriate.

You hummed, "Should I make dessert or do you think we'll have enough," you asked.

You had been agonising over the food since Beau had told you he wanted to hold a housewarming party to celebrate you both moving in together in the new apartment. There wouldn't be many guests, only Jake, your sister and Beau's brothers, their wives and their children, but you were still worried there wouldn't be enough food to eat.

"Make that pie we had on Friday," he answered, "Jake said he was bringing wine, right?"

"And a side," you replied, secretly hoping he'd also bring his mother's famous peach crumble as well as the potato salad you had requested.

Jake was a surprisingly amazing baker, so much so that he'd been the only one of his family to have been given a copy of Nicolette Seresin's cookbook, containing dozens of state fair baking competition winning recipes. In fact, Jake had been the one to teach you how to bake in the first place.

"Perfect. Think I can bribe him into manning the grill?" Beau asked

"Probably," you replied, "You'll need that beer he likes though," you said. Jake wasn't actually a big drinker and much preferred a soda to anything else, but there was one specific brand he liked, a belgian import with an impossible name, that he would do just about anything for.

"I think this is a convincing amount of time for a reprimand, don't you?" Beau said after waiting another few minutes

"Wow, way to tell me to leave," you joked

Beau laughed, "I would never, honey, you know that. You could literally be attached to me and I still wouldn't be spending enough time with you," he replied, holding you close for another kiss

"You're a sap," you laughed

"Only for you, babygirl," he said, "I love you,".

"I love you too," you replied, pecking his lips one last time

"Wait!" He said, "Who's number one?"

"Ian. Flightplan Ian,"

"Ian? 'I am afraid of pigeons' Ian?" He asked incredulously and you nodded

"The outburst did it," you explained

Beau hummed, "But I'll always be first for you, right?"

"I'm going now," you replied with a smile

"Y/n, I'll always be first right?" He asked again as you unlocked the door and stepped out with a smile, Beau sprinted out behind you but stopped right outside his office. He looked around at the empty corridor, "Traitor!" He shouted. You were scared you had actually offended him for a moment but when you looked back at him you saw he was smiling.

"Love you too!" You shouted back

[footballlover8]

Ben Chilwell x fem!Ødegaard!reader

Summary: It's Norway's national day and he sees her in her bunad for the first time. He's just like 'wow' because she looks breathtaking.

Warnings: Swearing?

Note: English is not my native language. This is unedited

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"Are you ready love?" Ben's voice echoed through the house her family owned.

"Yeah two seconds" She yelled back, finishing off her Bunad

(That’s the one she’s wearing)

She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled, she loved wearing it. It was so unique and quite comfortable, the only thing she absolutely hated was the Bunad shoes. She always carried chafing patches in her purse just in case.

She walked downstairs where Ben was waiting for her, her family had already gone into the city to chat with friends and families, as well as watching the different parades that filled the streets.

Once she reached the bottom of the stairs Ben looked at his beautiful girlfriend. She looked absolutely stunning. How could one look like that.

"You look absolutely gorgeous darling" He spoke walking up to her smiling like a fool.

“Like actually sweetheart, You look so beautiful. I didn’t know you would look this good” He said shocked. He wasn’t lying, she looked ravishing.

"Thank you babe" "You look quite handsome too" She smiled back.

"Handsome enough to get a kiss?" He asked teasingly.

"Hmm, no" She answered simply but before he could say anything she spoke up again.

"You can get as many as you want" She giggled as he smiled.

Leaning in and placing a loving kiss on her soft chapped lips, deepening the kiss by pulling her in by her waist.

"Æsj Kan dokkar slutte å være så jwl cheesy?" (Eww can you guys stop being so fucking cheesy?)

The voice made her pull away and letting out a scream. She turned around to see her older brother laughing at her.

"Oh my days! Jwl dritt unge" Thé girl huffed. (Fucking dickhead)

"Ja enig" Ben nodded making the two Ødegaard siblings laugh. Ben had tried his best to learn a bit Norwegian. (Yes, I agree)

"What are you doing here mate?" Ben asked Martin knowing that he left with the others an hour ago.

"I had to pee" He answered chuckling, the couple laughed at him.

"Are you guys going now?" He asked them

"Yeah, should we wait for you?" His sister asked making him nod.

***

As the Ødegaard family got home again and had dinner outside.

"Ben!" The girl laughed loudly at her boyfriend who was currently trying to do a stand together with her nephews.

Note the word 'trying too' he was totally failing. It looked like he was dying, his hair was a mess and his white button up was green because of the grass he had been laying on.

She laughed hard with Martin's girlfriend helene as Ben and Martin fell over yet again.

"Jesus you two are gonna regret that one day" Lene, her and Martin's mother told the two older boys.

"Yeah your football career is gonna be long gone" Y/N teased.

"Hey, if you weren't wearing a Bunad you would definitely be doing that as well" Her mother told her making the small group laugh as she rolled her eyes.

"They're not wrong babes" Ben said walking over too her and kissing her head.

"Yeah right" She huffed playfully.

"Mamma vi går rett ned på bryggen" She told her mom standing up. (Mom we’re going right down to the shore)

"Oki, vær forsiktig" Lene responded with a soft smile. (Okey be careful)

Y/N grabbed onto ben's hands and dragged him along with her.

"Where are we going?" He questioned with a slight laugh.

"Secret" She replied laughing as she continued dragging him down to the little shore they had outside their house.

“Me and Martin used to play football here all the time, and if the ball got into the ocean the one who last touched it had to go in and get it” She explained smiling at the memory.

“Let me guess, that happened quite often eh?” He asked smiling

“Well yes…but to be fair it’s not the biggest place” She defended herself.

“Plus if storm was with us he would jump in and get it for us” She giggled remembering their German Shepard as a little puppy.

“Poor storm” He shook his head frowning jokingly.

“Oh shut up, he loved it” She smiled placing her hands on his chest.

He smiled down at her, he placed his arms around her waist pulling her into him. She looked up into his beautiful blue eyes.

“I love you” He whispered leaning down towards her lips.

“I love you too” She closed the gap between the two.

@y/n.ødegaard

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y/n.ødegaard:Gratulerer med dagen❤️🇳🇴

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benchilwell:Gratulerer med dagen! Jeg elsker deg❤️(Happy constitution day! I love you❤️)

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y/n.ødegaard: Jeg elsker deg å❤️ (I love you too❤️)

User62:Thé way he looks at her😻

Sophieamelia:I love you babe❤️

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Kaihavertz29: I guess I’m just invisible?

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y/n.ødegaard: I love you too❤️ @kaihavertz29 stop acting like a baby

erling.haaland: Gratulerer med dagen🇳🇴

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User3:She’s so pretty😻

User7:I want to look like her!😫

User55:Ben is so luckyyyyyy

User35: I want a relationship like theirs😫

User:Awww he came to norway with her for the constitution day🥹

Masonmount:Missing my chilly😢

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y/n.ødegaard: Suck it up🖕

User1:Poor mase and Kai😭

Odegaard.98: ❤️❤️❤️

[lulamadison]

Lawrusso, 150 “Stop distracting me.”

Thank you so much for sending me this prompt.

This one is the longest response to any of the 150 prompts I've filled before, so I hope you enjoy it 😀

PROMPT 150 - Stop Distracting me

“Johnny, stop!” Daniel said, as he squirmed away and raised a hand to his ear.

“What?” Johnny asked, putting on that mock innocent face that he always pulled when he knew exactly what he'd done wrong.

“Oh god. It's so wet it feels like you drooled in there,” Daniel said, as he stuck a finger in his ear.

“You're so hot you make me drool,” Johnny replied, as he sat on the edge of the desk, then he grinned and added, “And not just from my mouth.”

“Will you stop!” Daniel hissed, as he moved across the office and made sure the door was securely closed.

“Hey, I'm not the one who started something he couldn't finish this morning,” Johnny said, accusingly.

“Yeah, but you were the one who got in the shower with me when you knew I was in a hurry,” Daniel said. “If you've got blue balls, you've only got yourself to blame.”

“Whatever,” Johnny replied as he shifted on the desk.

“Why didn't you just finish off yourself?” Daniel asked.

“It's not the same without you,” Johnny said with a shrug, then he quietly added, “I missed you.”

Daniel let out a sigh.

He had a full afternoon of meetings ahead of him, but something about the way Johnny had spoken gave him pause.

Johnny had never said much about what was happening between them. They'd never discussed where it was heading, or how they felt about each other.

After the divorce they'd started hanging out more, sometimes at Miyagi-Do and sometimes at Johnny's apartment.

When they'd fallen into bed one drunken night it just seemed a natural progression of the time they were spending together, and they didn't talk about it the next morning.

Daniel had expected to wake and find Johnny in some kind of existential masculinity crisis, but instead he was sat at the table in a dirty grey bathrobe with milk dribbled down the front of it.

“You want cereal?” Johnny asked, as he pointed at his own bowl.

“Sure,” Daniel replied.

Johnny pushed the box towards him, then added, “The milk's on the turn so try not to breathe when you eat.”

It was just sex at first.

They never talked about anything.

They talked, but about anything other than themselves.

Karate. 80s movies. Music.

In many ways Daniel found it frustrating, especially since lately he'd found himself starting to feel things for Johnny and he wasn't sure those feelings were reciprocated.

He'd come to realise that he was falling in love with Johnny, maybe had always been in love with him on some level, but he had no idea how Johnny felt.

Hearing Johnny say that he missed him was the closest he'd come to actually admitting he had feelings about Daniel.

“I'll be finished at 6pm,” Daniel said with a soft smile. “I'll grab pizza on the way home, OK?”

“Pizza?” Johnny asked, suddenly perking up. “What kind of pizza?”

“I'm thinking a large Mighty Meat from Tinders,” Daniel said. “Maybe some cheese garlic sticks too for later.”

“Shit, man,” Johnny replied, as he climbed off the desk. “I'm going to start drooling again.”

Daniel grinned. “If you're a good boy and let me get on with work I'll bring you a six pack of Banquet too.”

“OK, I'll see you later,” Johnny headed towards the door, then he paused, and looked back with a grin. “I'm already looking forward to your large Mighty Meat.”

Daniel laughed and waved a hand, as he said, “Get out of here.”

*

It was two hours later and Daniel was in a meeting with one of the dealerships biggest clients. The guy was a stickler for detail and drove a hard bargain, but he owned one of the biggest luxury shuttle services in the valley, and he always needed new cars.

“So,” Daniel said, as he pointed at the numbers on the screen. “As you can see, this is a great deal on the vehicles you need.”

Daniel's phone vibrated on the desk.

He glanced down at and saw Johnny's name pop up on the lock screen notifications, and the text under it read, “I'm bored already.”

Daniel cleared his throat and said, “We can do you a great deal on the latest Audi-”

The phone vibrated again and another message appeared.

“Sure you can't get off work early?”

Daniel continued, “I know you don't like to wait, so I'm certain we can supply them much faster than any other dealership in the valley.”

The phone vibrated again.

“Are you sure you don't need to answer that?” the client asked with a note of disapproval in his voice, his eyes narrowing. “It must be an emergency if someone's texting you while you're in a meeting.”

“No, no,” Daniel lied. “It's fine.”

The phone vibrated again and a picture of Johnny's dick appeared on the screen.

The client leaned over, almost as if he'd seen a glimpse of the picture, and Daniel grabbed the phone off the desk.

“Just let me...” he said as he tried to swipe the picture off the screen.

It vibrated again and another picture arrived. This time a close up that at any other time would have had Daniel dropping everything he was doing to race home.

He opened the drawer and flung the phone into it with a clatter, then slammed it shut.

“Well,” Daniel said, breathing a sigh of relief as he tented his fingers together. “Where were we?”

Daniel grimaced as the phone vibrated in the drawer, knocking against the hollow wood, sounding twice as loud as it did when it was sitting on the desk.

*

After the client left, thankfully leaving Daniel with a signed contract for several cars, he fished his phone out of the drawer, brought Johnny's name up on contacts and hit the dial button.

“You asshole!” Daniel snapped, the second Johnny answered.

“Uh, no. I only sent you dick pics,” Johnny replied. “I can send you a picture of my asshole if you want.”

“Don't you dare!” Daniel shrieked, as he heard the sound of Johnny unzipping his pants on the other end of the line.

“OK, your loss,” Johnny said.

“You realise that you've forfeited your six pack of beer, right?” Daniel said. “I told you I was only bringing you that if you behaved.”

“It's OK,” Johnny replied.

Daniel heard the sound of him walking across the floor, then something opened.

Daniel let out a sigh as a picture of two 6 packs sitting in Johnny's refrigerator appeared on the screen.

“I've got plenty of beer,” Johnny said.

There was going to be no controlling him now.

*

Daniel arrived at Johnny's at 6, as promised, with a pizza, cheese garlic sticks, and a stack of paperwork.

“Oh, whatttt,” Johnny groaned, as Daniel put the papers on the table. “You said we were gonna have pizza and fool around.”

“We can still do that,” Daniel replied. “I'll go over this paperwork while I'm eating my pizza.”

“It's not the same and you know it,” Johnny grumbled as he folded his arms. “What if I wanted to to talk to you while we eat? What if I had a shitty day and I wanted to discuss it with you over pizza?”

“You had a shitty day?” Daniel asked, as he opened the box and started dishing slices onto plates. “What happened?”

“OK,” Johnny said, as he grabbed a slice of pizza. “This guy I've been banging keeps ignoring my texts. How shitty is that, huh?”

Daniel let out a sigh. “I wasn't ignoring your texts. I was in a meeting and you were sending pictures of your dick to me!”

“Yeah, but you didn't read them,” Johnny replied. “So technically that's ignoring me.”

“The phone was on my desk, Johnny,” Daniel said. “Peterson is one of our biggest clients and I'm pretty sure he caught a glimpse of the first picture.”

“Oh yeah?” Johnny asked, an amused grin on his face. “Did my wang close the deal for you?”

“I closed the deal,” Daniel said.

“How many cars was he supposed to buy?” Johnny asked.

“Ten,” Daniel replied. “He needed ten new Audi's with all the upgrades.”

“And how many did he end up buying?” Johnny asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Twelve,” Daniel replied through gritted teeth.

“Yeah,” Johnny said with a grin, then took a bite of his pizza. “My wang closed the deal.”

*

Fifteen minutes later and Daniel was still on the first page of the contract.

Johnny would not leave him alone.

He was quiet at first while he ate, but as soon as the pizza was gone he kept bugging Daniel with pointless questions.

“Hey,” Johnny asked, as he sat on the threadbare couch. “Why do you think Reseda is named Reseda?”

“It's named after a plant that grew here,” Daniel replied, not looking up from the contract.

“Wow, that's dull,” Johnny replied. He was quite for a moment, then asked, “So why is Encino named Encino?”

“It's named after the Oak tree that grew there,” Daniel replied.

“Also dull,” Johnny replied. “So why do people name parts of the valley after plants?”

“I don't know, Johnny,” Daniel sighed.

“It's dumb,” Johnny replied. “I mean they named the lake after Rocky, so why did they name everywhere else after plants?”

“Wait,” Daniel asked, looking up. “You think Lake Balboa was named after Rocky Balboa?”

“Well, yeah,” Johnny replied. “Why else would they name it that?”

“But... you grew up in the Valley,” Daniel asked. “You must know that the lake was called Balboa before the film Rocky even came out in 1976, right?”

Johnny shrugged. “I always figured it was named after the real Rocky Balboa.”

“The real....” Daniel gasped. “You thought Rocky was real? Like based on a real guy?”

“Well, yeah,” Johnny replied, with a surprised look on his face. “Are you telling me that shit isn't a true story?”

“No, it's just a film,” Daniel replied.

“Wow, way to bring the evening down, LaRusso,” Johnny said, as he slumped back in his chair.

*

Daniel was on page 5 on the contract when Johnny suddenly appeared in the living room in his black sleeveless Gi and started moving the furniture.

“What are you doing?” Daniel asked, looking up.

“I'm bored and I thought I'd get a little practise in,” Johnny replied, as he pushed the coffee table towards the door.

“Practise?” Daniel asked, as he watched Johnny stretch his shoulders out.

“Yeah, I'm feeling like a need a bit of exercise,” Johnny replied, as he launched into a series of jab punches. “And since I'm plainly not going to get any other exercise tonight I need something else to get the blood pounding.”

“OK,” Daniel replied, turning his eyes back towards the contract.

Goddammit he thought.

Johnny knew that the sleeveless Gi did things to Daniel. Johnny looked so unbelievably hot in that thing and he knew exactly what he was doing.

Johnny threw out a kick, his leg going almost impossibly high, and Daniel felt his dick twitch in his pants in response.

He reached down, snaking a hand between the table and his body and gave a quick tug at his underwear, loosening it.

As Johnny kicked again, then dropped to the floor and swept the legs from under his invisible opponent, Daniel couldn't take it any longer.

“Stop!” he shrieked as he jumped out of his chair.

“Huh?” Johnny asked, turning to face him with the start of a sheen of sweat on his forehead. Damn, he was going to smell so good later...

“Will you please stop distracting me?” Daniel begged, as he walked across the room. “The sooner you stop, the sooner I'll be finished, and the sooner we can have some actual fun.”

“You need me to take care of this, huh?” Johnny asked with a grin as he reached out and cupped Daniel's painfully hard erection.

“Later,” Daniel snapped, as he pulled away from Johnny's hand. “I only have 5 more pages to read, then after that I'm all yours.”

“Only 5 more pages?” Johnny asked.

“Yeah,” Daniel nodded.

“You promise?” Johnny asked earnestly.

“I swear, the second I finish reading those pages I'm done for the night and we can do whatever you want.”

“OK,” Johnny said, as he went and sat on the couch.

Daniel watched him for a second, making sure that he wasn't about to jump up and start doing press ups in an attempt to show off arms, or pulling his Gi open because he knew Daniel couldn't resist his chest.

Johnny sat, his legs crossed, as he ran a finger over his lips in almost contemplative silence.

Maybe he'd done it.

Maybe Daniel had finally convinced him that behaving would get him exactly what he wanted.

Daniel picked up his paper and started reading.

“Hey, where's the lube?” Johnny asked.

Daniel sighed and put down his paper again and picked up his bottle of beer. “In the drawer where it always is, why?”

“I thought maybe I'd do something useful while you're busy,” Johnny said. “I thought maybe I'd finger myself till you're finished.”

Daniel choked on his drink, spraying beer across the contract.

“Oh, for gods sake, Johnny!” Daniel groaned, as he dabbed his shirt sleeve across it.

“Yeah, I'm gonna finger myself,” Johnny said, as he got up off the couch and strode down the hall.

Daniel watched him disappear into the bedroom and let out a sigh. At least he was alone now and it shouldn't take him more than ten minutes to finish reading the contract.

“Oh yeah,” Johnny's voice came echoing from the bedroom.

Daniel sat, his mouth going dry, unable to draw his eyes away from the bedroom door.

“Oh shit yeah, that's so good,” Johnny moaned again.

Daniel shifted in his seat.

“Yessssss,” Johnny sighed softly.

Maybe Daniel could finish the contract in the morning, right? Surely it wasn't that important...

Johnny was letting out a series of gasps in the other room and Daniel couldn't take it any longer.

He had to see what Johnny was doing.

He had to see why Johnny was making those soft, enticing sounds.

He stood up and walked towards the open door.

Johnny was laid on the bed with his phone held above his face, as the tinny sound of gunfire and jet engines came through the speakers.

“Are you watching Iron Eagle on your phone?” Daniel asked.

Johnny shrugged. “Robby showed me how to get Netflix on here.”

“Your screen is so cracked it must be like watching it through a stained glass window,” Daniel said with a chuckle.

“I was bored waiting for you, man,” Johnny said, as he put the phone down.

“I thought you were going to start without me?” Daniel asked.

Johnny looked up at him, his eyes glimmering with emotion, then he looked down at the bed, almost as if he were ashamed. “It's like I said, I missed you.”

“You missed me, huh?” Daniel asked with a gentle smile.

“Yeah,” Johnny said quietly. “I like being with you. When you're not here it makes me feel down and... you know...”

Daniel couldn't help but smile.

All those feelings that he had for Johnny, in that moment he knew that Johnny felt them too, but he just didn't know how to express them. He didn't have the words to say them out loud, and that was OK too.

He didn't know how to ask for what he wanted; for Daniel's attention, for his company, for his affection, for his touch, for his love.

Right now the only way he knew how to ask for those things was in the way he'd always got Daniel's attention – by annoying him, but it wouldn't always be that way.

He knew with enough time that Johnny would be able to tell him what he wanted. He knew he'd be able to express his feelings and tell Daniel how he felt about it him.

But right now all those feelings were written across his face. Daniel could see the fondness in his eyes as he looked up at him. He could see the love in his heart in the soft crinkles at the sides of his eyes.

Johnny would be able to say that he loved him one day.

He'd get there in the end.

But for now this was enough.

“Yeah, I know I get it,” Daniel replied, as he moved over and sat on the edge of the bed. “I miss you too when I'm not here.”

“Sooooo... Are we gonna get down to it now?” Johnny asked, looking up at him.

“Yeah, I think we are,” Daniel replied with a grin, as he reached into the drawer and pulled out the lube and slapped it down against Johnny's chest. “So you were talking about fingering yourself earlier.”

“The idea of that got you hot, huh?” Johnny asked with a grin.

“It does, yeah.”

Johnny reached to undo the side strings of his Gi, seemingly intending to strip, but Daniel placed a hand over his.

“No,” Daniel said with a feral grin. “The Gi stays on.”

[moodymelanist]

Potential nessian prompt-

Cassian thought his gf was just super into Halloween but turns out she’s an actual witch and Nesta dated him against her better judgement after Tomas but he doesn’t even care he just gets excited about magic lol

this is amazing thank you so much for sending this one in. happy Halloween 🎃👻

“So let me get this straight,” Cassian said, still in a state of disbelief. “You’re not just really into witch cosplay?”

“Oh, for the love of…” Nesta trailed off, throwing her hands up in the air. “I’m a witch, Cassian! I thought you knew this already!”

Cassian had been dating Nesta for almost six months at this point, and she still managed to find ways to surprise him. He’d always thought she was just super dedicated to the Halloween aesthetic all year round, so he’d never thought anything of the spooky to downright creepy stuff he’d seen and experienced with her.

Really close relationship to her cat? He just figured she had a soft spot for strays. Super old books written in Latin? You could get anything off Etsy these days. A heavy pot that looked like something out of Hocus Pocus? Maybe she was just super into cooking stews.

But then he’d walked in on her doing an honest to God ritual in her living room, fully intending to use the spare key she’d given him to surprise her with a homemade dinner, and instead had come to the realization that she was actually a witch and not just someone who looked phenomenal in black robes.

“Well now I just feel kind of stupid,” Cassian eventually replied. He finally unfroze from where he’d stopped right in the entryway and started making his way over to the kitchen so he could prepare the dinner he’d intended. “So what kind of a witch are you? Wait, is that rude to ask?”

He heard Nesta sigh from the living room before she got up and walked into the kitchen, snagging a seat at the nearby table. “Kind of, but I’ll let it slide because I like you. Witches — spellcasters, really — train in all sorts of things, but I’m most talented with Old Magic. Death magic, to be specific.”

“Old Magic?” he asked. He turned to face her as he stopped unpacking the ingredients for spaghetti carbonara. “What does that mean?”

“I’ve definitely complained about this to you before,” she grumbled, an adorable frown taking over her face. Death witch or not, she was just as beautiful — even more so, now that Cassian was seemingly finding out the truth. “All the kids today got hooked on Harry Potter and think magic is about charms and using wands and flying on a broomstick. Back in my day, you joined a coven and became someone’s apprentice if you were lucky.”

“Right. New Magic is stupid, then.” He made a choice not to think too hard about the back in my day comment for his own sanity, but to be honest, if his girlfriend turned out to be a serious cougar… well. It wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. “Wait, but when did you tell me you were a witch?”

“Cassian, we literally met right outside a spellcasting supply store,” Nesta answered slowly. “You’ve met members of my coven. You’ve heard me speak demonic languages. Why wouldn’t you know this?”

Cassian thought back to all the things she’d mentioned and realized just how oblivious he’d been. Not noticing the store was one thing, but now that she was pointing things out, it seemed incredibly obvious. Emerie and Gwyn had been lovely, although at the time he’d just assumed equally committed to the Halloween aesthetic as Nesta, and he’d just figured the languages were something he’d never heard before.

“I just assumed you were really into Halloween,” Cassian said sheepishly. Now that his girlfriend had laid everything out for him, he felt like the biggest idiot on the planet. What the hell was someone as clearly powerful and accomplished as her doing with a regular guy like him? “Which… feels really stupid and I completely understand if you don’t want me around anymore.”

Nesta just stared at him like he’d grown three heads. “Why would I not want you around anymore?”

“Because I’m an idiot who didn’t even realize his girlfriend was a real witch? And an insanely powerful one at that?”

“You’re not an idiot. If anything, I’m the idiot for assuming you already knew and thinking you didn’t have a problem with what I am.”

“Why would I have a problem with it?” Cassian asked, even more confused about the turn in conversation. Nesta was staring at him like she expected him to freak out in a bad way, and that wouldn’t do. “Nes, this is so fucking cool. Are you kidding me? My girlfriend is powerful as hell and can keep herself safe. Who wouldn’t think this is awesome?”

Nesta looked at him like she couldn’t quite believe what was coming out of his mouth. “Really? You don’t think this is… weird?”

“Sweetheart, this is the coolest thing that’s ever happened to me,” he told her, delighted when she blushed and looked down at her knees. “You’re the coolest thing that’s ever happened to me. Who the fuck made you feel differently so I can beat them up?”

“Trust me, it’s been taken care of,” she promised, looking back up with a secretive smile. “I’m just glad you feel that way. Now move over, I have a spell for this.”

“You’ve had all these spells and you’ve been holding out on me all this time?” he asked. He was more than happy to move out of the way and let her do her thing, but now he had even more questions. “Wait, have you been holding out on me?”

“Of course not, baby,” Nesta responded sweetly. She muttered an incantation and the food began unpacking itself, utensils and pans easily maneuvering around the kitchen before Cassian’s eyes. “Why do you think you leave here so well-rested?”

Cassian didn’t have an immediate response, but by the time his girlfriend was through with him for the evening, he’d certainly gathered an answer.

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[summerwritesfics]

🗺️Lipstick On My Guitar

Pairing: Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang Length: 1897 Words Rating: Mature Warnings: Musician AU, Modern AU, First Meetings, Musician!Hanzo Hasashi, Pop Star!Kuai Liang, Alcohol, Musicians AU-Gust 2024 Day 23: Musician

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Notes: I’ll be honest, this one is based on an older WIP, so if you’ve ever read through my WIP tag on my personal tumblr it might be familiar. I can’t remember if I actually posted it or not, but I’m working on the assumption that I did lol. It’s only really the first few paragraphs, after Kuai asks to buy Hanzo a drink is all new stuff. Title is from Shivers by Ed Sheeran.

This wasn’t exactly what he’d expected from his life. Sitting on the stage of a particularly empty and somewhat seedy downtown bar with his battered guitar that was well overdue being replaced. As he finished his song, the few patrons of the bar gave a small round of applause before immediately going back to their own conversations. He quietly thanked them for their time, before making his way off the stage.

Hanzo had once promised that he would be more than this, that he’d make his living touring with a band as their lead guitarist. But that felt like a lifetime ago now, and this was the only way he’d found to still hold onto those dreams. After he’d received his paycheck from the owner of the bar, he’d probably just return to his apartment and down his sorrows in sake.

“Uh, excuse me?” A small voice got his attention, and he turned to see who it came from. In front of him was a man, looking a little younger than Hanzo, with short black hair and a large scar across the one side of his face. He was eyeing Hanzo in a strangely hopeful manner. “I just wanted to say, you were really good.”

Hanzo squinted slightly. For some reason, this man looked strangely familiar but Hanzo could not think for the life of him how he’d know him. He was really pretty though, Hanzo could imagine he’d maybe managed to sneak into a few bands backstage areas in the past. But even thinking back to every gig he’d ever played, Hanzo could not place him.

“Thank you,” he finally answered, realising he had just stared at this poor man for a solid minute without reply. “Sorry to ask but do I know you? You look extremely familiar but I can’t figure out why.”

“No, I don’t believe we have met before,” he answered with a small smile. “My name’s Kuai Liang.”

He definitely didn’t know anyone by that name, this was going to bug him until he figured it out. Even so, he reached out to shake Kuai’s hand.

“Hanzo Hasashi,” he replied as the other accepted his handshake.

“It’s really nice to meet you, can I buy you a drink?” Kuai Liang offered, and Hanzo felt his eyebrows raise at that. He couldn’t remember the last time someone offered to buy him a drink. As flattering as it was, Hanzo wasn’t sure he was in the mood.

“I’m sorry, all I really want to do right now is go home to my bed.” It was surprising that the answer didn’t seem to upset Kuai all that much.

“I understand. Then, could I have just a quick moment of your time?” Kuai began to pat at his clothing like he was looking for something. “Um, you see, I’m a musician myself.” Oh here we go. Hanzo had to stop himself from rolling his eyes. He got approached by ‘musicians’ all the time, looking to get something out of him. He should have realised that’s what this was, rather than someone genuinely interested in him or his music. “I’m currently working on my next album, and I’d really like to hire some local musicians. Try to use my position to get some names out there, you know? Aha!” He pulled out a small piece of card and handed it to Hanzo. “That’s the business card for the record company I’m with.”

Hanzo took it, at least to see where this guy was claiming he was from. He almost did a double take when he read Lin Kuei Records. They were one of the biggest record companies in the world. There was no way someone signed to them was scouting for musicians in small seedy bars. This was absolutely a scam, but Hanzo could not let Kuai Liang know he was onto him.

“Of course, there’s no pressure for anything, but when I listened to you tonight I couldn’t help but be moved by your performance,” Kuai continued to explain, thankfully oblivious to Hanzo’s suspicions. “There are certain tells when someone isn’t just playing the music, but feeling it as well, and I could see you were one with the song.”

“Ah. Thank you.” All very nice things to say, but so obvious he was just trying to butter Hanzo up. “What kind of album are you making?”

It was a simple question, an actual musician would know at least what genre he was going for. If he gave some wishy washy non-committed answer, it was yet more proof he was just out to scam him.

“I’m mostly known for pop, I guess, but with this album I really want to step away from electronically produced sounds and go back to something more acoustic.” Okay, well, he at least seemed to have a direction he was going in. It was hard to say if that was genuine or not. “The world sort of knows this one side of me, which is fine, but it’s not always who I really am.”

“Such is life as a musician,” Hanzo mumbled in agreement. At this point, he wasn’t as certain this was a scam anymore, but he also wasn’t convinced it wasn’t. He’d probably have to try and do some research. Work out exactly who Kuai Liang was first, and if it was worth risking his career for him. “Can I have some time to think about this?”

“Yes, absolutely, take however long you need. You have the number of the record studio on the business card… but…” Kuai suddenly reached into his pocket, pulling out a small notebook and a pen. He quickly scribbled something down before tearing out the page and handing it to Hanzo. “That’s my number too, if you have any more questions, feel free to give me a call.”

“Oh.” Hanzo wasn’t sure how to take that, but he accepted the page regardless. He took a quick look, there was the number, and the words ‘call me - K.L xx’ written at the bottom. “I’ll let you know if I think of anything or to give you an answer.”

“Great, I look forward to hearing from you.” There was a beeping sound, and Kuai Liang frowned. Once more he reached into another pocket and pulled out a phone. How many fucking pockets does this man have? Kuai observed the phone before sighing roughly. “I’m very sorry, I will have to cut this conversation here.” Kuai offered his hand to shake one last time, and Hanzo accepted. “Once again, it was lovely to meet you.”

“You too,” Hanzo agreed, watching as the man scurried off towards the exit. He sighed, leaning against the bar and staring at the two bits of paper in his hands. If this was a scam, the business card looked really well made. The attention to detail was there.

“Uh. Hey.” The new voice caught Hanzo’s attention and he looked up to see the bartender wearing a weirded out expression on his face. “You… You do know who you were just talking to, right?”

“A scammer, probably,” Hanzo admitted solemnly, staring at the card once more. The more he thought about it, the more that had to be it right? Whenever did he ever get luck like that?

“Holy shit, you have no idea,” the bartender whispered in horror and all Hanzo could do was give him an annoyed glare.

The bartender shook his head, grabbing his phone and pressing a few buttons on it. Eventually he spun it around, and he was on an online video. A music video, some song called Rabbit Hole by Sub Zero. Now, Hanzo wasn’t that out of the loop. He knew who Sub Zero was, pretty much the most famous pop-star on the planet right now. What he couldn’t work out was why the bartender was showing him this.

The music started, and the singer in question popped up onto screen.

And that was when realisation hit him.

Sub Zero was Kuai Liang.

Kuai Liang was Sub Zero.

That’s why I fucking recognised him!

It was hard to tell because the Sub Zero persona always seemed so flamboyant. In the video he was all dolled up, very bold makeup slathered all over his face, dressed in a skimpy bunny girl outfit and dancing in a provocative way. Kuai Liang had seemed positively ordinary in comparison, a little quiet and shy even. Suddenly, he understood the comment about his onstage persona not always being who he truly was.

And then, another realisation hit him.

Sub Zero, world’s biggest pop-star, asked him to perform on his next album.

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

“I know you just told him you want to go home but here,” the bartender continued before sliding a glass of beer towards him.

“I uh, I don’t really have a way to pay for that,” Hanzo tried to excuse, because while sure, he would soon hopefully have cash from the owner, that particular money would be going on his rent.

“Dude, you just pulled a fucking pop-star, this shit’s on the house.” Bartender threw his hands up like he’d watched a god at work and turned away.

Hanzo took his beer and began to sip it, staring at the number in his hand. Knowing who Kuai Liang was changed everything. He actually kicked himself, regretting acting so flippant now. Still, at least he hadn’t just outright accused Kuai of trying to scam him and remained neutral. Because if Kuai Liang was sincere in his desire to use his influence to lift up local musicians, this sort of collaboration would be life changing.

He pulled his phone from his pocket, carefully transferring Kuai Liang’s number into his contacts. He knew Kuai Liang had said to call him, but that felt awkward so soon after they met. He pulled up messages, and sent a quick text.

[Hanzo said: Hello, it’s Hanzo, we just met at the bar. When exactly were you going to tell me you’re Sub Zero???] [Kuai Liang said: Haha, sorry about that 😅 It was just nice to talk to someone who wasn’t fawning over me for once.]

Hanzo paused, he supposed he could understand that. Guy probably couldn’t go many places without being mobbed by fans. It must have been nice to just have a normal conversation for once.

[Hanzo said: I can appreciate that. I’ve been thinking about your offer, and I’d like to know some more details, if that is alright? Is there any way we could meet to talk about it?] [Kuai Liang said: Yes, absolutely! I have a few free spots this week, whatever works best for you! 😊] [Hanzo said: Would tomorrow afternoon be okay?] [Kuai Liang said: Yes! 😊] [Kuai Liang said: Do you have a location in mind? If not, I know this little cafe that’s a bit out of the way, should be quiet enough for us to have a good chat.] [Hanzo said: Sounds delightful. I appreciate it.] [Kuai Liang said: Great! I’ll see you tomorrow! I’ll send you the address for the cafe in a bit 💕]

Hanzo smiled, putting his phone away and triumphantly taking a mouthful of beer. He didn’t know how this would go, but for the first time in so long, he was hopeful for where this could lead him.

Maybe he shouldn’t have been so quick to assume his dreams were dead.

[soulscribblingshack]

Ghosted.

This title, probably already has given you a hint of what this little write up is about. Well, I have a question for you, though.

Have you ever been ghosted before?

And for those who may be wondering, no, I don't mean haunted by a ghost, I mean, like dropped. When no warning is given to you or anything and someone you've had a personal relationship with just dumps you...starts to pretend you don't exist, you know, like you're some "ghost they cannot see".

If you haven't been ghosted before, then you probably would not really be able to relate to any of this. But if you have been, then, ah, my friend, you do know the feelings of humiliation, indignation and utter confusion that come with being "ghosted".

It happened to me quite recently. I got ghosted by my ex. We were not, in fact, dating anymore, but, we were still "corresponding", (much to the dismay of my dear, dear girlfriends. sorry babes, and I love you). I was still harbouring feelings for the guy and was at that delicate stage where I thought that we could somehow still work it out as "friends", (the biggest lie I told myself). And while that in itself was not a terrible thing, it appeared he had other plans. So, picture it. We're talking as usual with all being perfectly normal and all of a sudden, he stops responding. Just. Like. That. No warning at all. No, "Oh, I'm sorry, but I don't want to talk to you anymore." Just a cold, cruel dropping. Sucks, doesn't it? At first, (and at first had taken quite a while, to be honest), I was so sad. So sad and in denial that he would do that to me. I mean, it was a habit of his, and he had told me several times about how he had done it to other people, but I had just always thought of it with a detached sense of understanding, because I had been deluding myself to believe it was always going to be just them and never me, because I was special to him and, um, you know that sort of thing. So, to have it done to me was humiliating and surprising. I had really not seen it coming.

Eventually, (which came at long last. thank heavens), I left the losers club and began to feel quite vexed, (because, you know, I'm a queen and no one gets to treat me like that, blah the blah). I went ahead to delete his number and all that, until he texted an unsuspecting me one night. He said he was sorry for ghosting, you know. He said he wanted to check on me and all that, and I, of course, pushed whatever bad feelings I had been holding on to, just so I would not come off as confrontational or anything. We had started a small conversation and I had thought all was well again, until he stopped responding, altogether, because, maybe he had decided half way that, "nah girl. I ain't up for this convo", after all. Whatever. I was beyond pissed this time, and swore that you know, never again will I reply his texts and blah blah, but the joke is on me now, because, um, he never texted back. (so sigh. it appears that all my carefully plotted pettiness has gone down the drain).

But, you see, it was probably well deserved, because, (asides from the very glaring fact that I should have been wiser and quietly left that boy alone when we broke up), I had actually done this very disgusting, humiliating act to someone else before. Yes, I want to act self-righteous and play the victim, while rolling around in self pity and all, but what goes around really does come around.

I had once ghosted someone just the same way I got ghosted. Nothing exactly happened. I had just decided I was disgusted with this person and did not want to talk to him anymore and I had done it. Even though he had tried, incessantly to reach me, even though, he had done absolutely nothing, I had just pretended like he did not exist at all.

And, that brings me to the whole point of my story. Ghosting shows you absolutely do not care about the other person's feelings. It is a cruel act that shows you are an unfeeling brute with zero regard for humanity, (or, maybe just the one person involved). It is hurtful, utterly and completely hurtful. It really would not cost you anything to just give a tiny explanation as to why you do not want to talk to a person you have been close to, anymore. Now, how they choose to take it is solely up to them. The point is, you have acted like a decent person, with morals, with, you know, an actual heart.

I, eventually resumed communicating with this mystery guy, (and I'm definitely not making this a guy-girl thing, only), but only after our mutual friends had intervened. I had not had any concrete reason for doing what I did, and explaining to him had just been extremely lame. But the one thing I would not forget is how bad he had felt. It had made me feel like such a shitty person, and there and then, I had vowed that I would never do that to another person. I vowed that I would be a decent person and point out why first before I altogether stopped speaking to someone I was close to, (if I ever have to, that is). Because every body has feelings and no one deserves to be treated that way, and you may not really comprehend how hurtful it is, until it happens to you, until you get ghosted.

To end this on a good note, however, me getting ghosted probably was the best thing for me at that point, because it finally made me see what my friends had been relentlessly warning me about, (bless their little hearts), and it helped me finally let go. It helped me see how unhealthy my preoccupation with this boy was. I had been holding on to him, still, even though we had broken up and that was clearly beyond pathetic. So, thank you, I guess, big guy. You have, howbeit unwittingly, taught me a lesson I may never have learned by myself.

[ihailey]

Seven Years Later

It's been seven years since you left this world and the people who loved you. I had forgotten and I woke up to my best friend's text message saying today was the day and you are always with me.

I was taken back by her message because I would've never thought she would remember such a day that meant so much to me; and she did. I always thank the universe for her but today meant more than ever to me.

I want to go back in time and talk about our time together before you left the world.

I remember the first moment I met you; our mothers were acquaintances in highschool and your father stopped my father from getting into a fight in highschool. Fast forward to mid/late 2000's and our mothers decide to get together with all of us kids and we didn't know each other. I remember being nervous to meet you guys.

I laugh about how we met; you and your siblings on the stairs and my brothers and I walked in the door with my mother and our mothers introduced all of us to each other lmao. I don't remember what happened right afterwards but I do remember when I first saw you, I felt like I knew you from a different lifetime. I also had an instant huge crush on you; my first crush as a kid.

as we got older and hung out more, social media starting to rise in the world. Facebook was the first thing we added each other on. We'd share memes to each other and post on each others fb walls. Then we got our own cell phones. I don't know what you had, but my first cell phone was the enV3 maroon and I still remember my number.

we started to text a LOT and around that time, we were 13/14 years old. I remember when we admitted our feelings for each other. It was the best feeling at the time when I learnt you actually liked me back. When we hungout around that time, we had our first kiss. Then the next time we hungout and did hide and seek, you kissed me in the bushes 🥰 ever since, I have loved you.

as we got older, we talked on and off and stopped hanging out for some odd reason. I miss our deep conversations about life and us expressing our love for each other. I have never felt that way about anyone but you. I remember your love; so warm and tender. You made me feel I was wanted in my life when at the time no one cared about me. I will always miss you random text messages out of the blue just to make me smile. You said I was your best friend and the love of your life, your soulmate. I remember we talked about trying to date when we were done with college. I said yes, I would wait for you.

The only regret I have is when I was an angsty teenager and the times you would text me and I would ignore you or be so cold at times because I was going through shit. It was never your fault, and for that I am so sorry. But yet, you still loved me and were patient with me. You were truly one of a kind. I miss going to the gas station down the road just to see you working there and whenever you'd see me, you had the biggest smile on your face and saying "hi hailey!" and then texting me afterwards saying you were so happy to see me. What would I do to have those days back with you.

I liked the fact that you were interested in my interests; like astrology was a big thing for me at the time and it still is. When I found out you were a Sagittarius like me, it all made sense to why we never actually dated even though we would die for each other. I laugh about it but at the same time I wish we would've just tried dating then and there.

The last text messages I got from you will always haunt me. This was three days before you died.

you: I got a car! me: oh cool! what kind of car is it? you: :/ me: no, tell me. what kind of car did you get? and that was the last of it. why? why did you leave it as that? why did you reply that emoji to me? This is so fucking haunting and I swear to god I have a theory about this. Either you had an epiphany, or some precognition or some vision that you were going to die soon.

When I found out you got into a car accident because you were speeding and crashed full force into a tree at night and heard that you died and were resuscitated 3 times on the scene before being FLIGHTED to one of the best hospitals in New Jersey. I cried so fucking hard. I didn't know what to think. The love of my fucking LIFE, my soulmate, my best friend, dying. I wanted to go see you so fucking bad in the hospital but I wasn't allowed. I was so pissed off, upset, scared. All I wanted to do was hold your hand and talk to you hoping you'd come back like that in the movies.

On March 23rd, I was reading your mom's facebook post about you in the hospital about your brain activity. I felt a huge warm hand touch my left shoulder. I turned around and no one was there. I knew that was you. I didn't want to believe you were already dead. March 25th, you were pronounced dead with no brain activity by the doctors and I heard my mother wail like I never had in my entire life. She told me you died and I cried with my mother and you know I don't like her. She was crying for me because she knew I fucking loved you.

Seven years later and I don't think about you anymore. Maybe once in a blue moon you'll pop into my mind. the pain is completely numb and you stopped visiting me in my dreams. That doesn't mean I don't love you anymore, because I do love you. All I can do is talk about you and talk to you when i'm by myself. All I can do is hope I will see you in the next lifetime or in the afterlife. BUT you will ALWAYS hold a special place in my heart. Always. You showed me what a good man would treat me, and what true love should be like, as well as a great best friend and I only have you to thank for that. My heart will always have a void that will never be filled, that was meant for you and you only. All I have are memories.

James, I love you, and I will always love you for eternity, in the millions of lifetimes until the universe is no longer a thing.