#okay i'm gonna shut up & go sleep bye bye

[wildflowercryptid]

please enjoy my analysis of these two's dynamic bc i can't stop thinking about them.

bonus w/ their actual in-depth feelings on their dramatic ass divorce :

i also feel like i should clarify what i mean by "florian's main goal." in mjverse, (aka my interpretations of the game's universe,) florian & juliana are siblings and essentially act as co-protagonists. while juliana is the more talented battler of the two and ends up serving as the main protagonist of the victory road & starfall street storylines because of that, florian wants to become a pokémon professor so he focuses on helping out arven in the path of legends storyline while filling out the pokédex. the only reason why he's a competent trainer is so that he doesn't get completely bodied by wild pokémon in the midst of doing field research. and yes, knowing that probably ends up making kieran's complex about his own skills as a trainer even worse.

[sanguineterrain]

how about Jason with the prompt "text me when you get home"? the one time they forget/fall asleep before sending the text and Jay loses hid mind. rushes over expecting them to be dead but they passed out on the couch as soon as they got home

really superbly SCRUMPTIOUS prompt Aud. I love protective jaybird 🥰‼️ thanks for sending something in 🫶

jason todd x gn!reader. worried protective snuggly jason. no warnings really, ya boy is just paranoid and madly in love with you 💓

request something! I rb all fics to @sanguinelibrary

****

As soon as you get out of your last class of the day, your phone rings.

You answer it, wedging the phone between your ear and shoulder as you fish in your bag for a couple of bills. You're already walking to the train station.

"Hi, snookie bear," you say into the phone, slightly delirious with hunger and sleep deprivation.

Jason snorts on the other end. "That's a new one. Hey, baby. Y'heading home?"

"Indeed I am."

"Need a ride?"

You wait and listen. Eventually, you hear the sounds of hitting and grunting in the background. You roll your eyes—only Jason would be in the middle of a fight and then ask if you need a ride home.

"No, I'm okay. It's not dark yet. Plus you sound busy."

"I'm never too busy for you," he says immediately. "And it's gonna get dark in an hour. Are you sure—"

"Yes, Jay," you say gently. "I'm sure. Don't worry about me. I'm going straight home."

You're already at the station. There's a good amount of people, students and workers alike. The university is in a relatively okay part of town, especially during the day. You're not worried. It's not like you traipse through Crime Alley on your downtime.

"Okay." Jason takes a deep breath. "Just—just be careful. Text me when you get home."

You note the hint of worry in his tone. Maybe this week has been particularly saturated with crime. Jason tends to get a little overbearing about your safety when he's had a tough week. You know he had go down to Blüdhaven and help his brother—with what specifically, you don't know.

Most of the time, you're sure you don't want to know.

"I always do," you say. The train pulls up to the station. "Ooh, train's here! I'll talk to you later. I'm thinking of ordering takeout. Too tired to cook."

"Okay, sweetheart. Be safe. Love you. Lock your door."

You roll your eyes fondly. "Yes, Jay. Love you too. Bye."

You hang up as you step onto the train. You pull your headphones out of your bag and shut your brain off during the ride. By the time you get off the train, you've lost hope that you'll be doing any work tonight. You're absolutely wiped out after three back-to-back classes.

It's still light when you get home. You lock the door after you get in, the habit ingrained into you, and dump your bag onto the couch.

Takeout is a no-go. You're hungry now and about thirty seconds away from passing out on the couch.

You change into your home clothes, eat a granola bar, and call it a day. You'll eat more later.

You turn off your phone to bar any annoying notifications and fall into bed, eyes closing immediately.

****

The sound of your deadbolt being teared off its chain wakes you up. You flinch and jump awake, trying to blink through sleep. Your mouth is dry from how hard you slept, and your eyesight is slightly blurry from the sudden flood of moisture.

Your bedroom door swings open, and suddenly you're pulled into warm, heavily muscled arms. You hug back on instinct; you'd know the feel of your boyfriend anywhere.

"Jay, h—"

"You didn't text," he says, voice shaking. "You said you would. I was—I thought you were—"

You tense, guilt knocking into you.

"Shit. Jason, I'm so sorry. I meant to, I was just so tired..."

Jason pulls back to look at you, hands still on your shoulders. His expression is stern.

"I'm gonna pick you up from now on. When are your late days?"

"Jay, no, GCU is across town. You can't possibly pick me up three days a week. That's too much! What about patrol?"

"Somebody else is out at this time," he says stonily. "Crime Alley can wait an hour while I get you home."

His eyes blaze green, a side effect of the Pit. You can tell he's putting every effort into keeping a lid on the worry and fear and anger over your silence.

"Jason." You cup his face. "Honey, I'm safe. I'm sorry I didn't text you. I'm sorry I worried you. But your adrenaline is spiked right now, Jay. Everything feels magnified. I don't need to be picked up. I was perfectly safe coming home. Okay?"

He shakes his head, holding your wrists. "Anything could've happened. I was so—fuck, baby, I was so scared. I-I checked the station footage and the traffic cams, and I didn't see you after you cut through the park, and I thought—I was sure you'd—"

Jason pulls your arms around his neck and buries his face into your shoulder. He supports you by the backs of your thighs, tugging you into his lap. Then he clings tight.

"Oh, Jay," you murmur, petting his curls. "I'm alright. This end of Gotham isn't so bad. And I know you'd have found me even if something had happened. But nothing did."

"Can't lose you," he chokes out.

"You won't lose me, honey," you say. "You keep me safe."

He trembles in your embrace. You kiss the shell of his ear and continue to pet his hair.

"Let me pick you up tomorrow, at least," he pleads. "We'll get dumplings at that place you like. You barely ate anything when you came home."

"Okay, Jay," you say, because you know he needs that reassurance. He won't relax without it. "That sounds good."

You keep stroking his hair. "Y'wanna order in now?"

"In a minute."

Jason lays you both down on the bed. He throws a leg over yours and pulls you into his chest. It's now that you see just how much tension is locked in his shoulders. He's exhausted.

"Jus' wanna hold you for a bit," he says, lips resting on your shoulder.

He's drowsy, the adrenaline finally ebbing. You close your eyes and snuggle into his arms.

"You can hold me for as long as you want," you say, threading your fingers with his. "I'm not going anywhere."

[judasofsuburbia]

it's a bad idea, right?

steddie toxic exes au. based off olivia rodrigo's new song.

“Shut it off,” Eddie whines groggily into Steve's ear. 

Steve's eyes open up to the incessant ringing of his phone. He reaches over to pick it up off the nightstand, effectively getting out of Eddie's grasp. Eddie makes a disgruntled noise but doesn't protest further. 

It's Robin.

“Oh shit,” Steve grumbles as he sits up completely and answers it.

“Dingus! You're up, oh my god, finally. The girls and I are ready for the museum thing whenever you are. Though, I suggest that we go like right now because the lines are gonna get ridiculous and we're most definitely going to hit traffic going into the city and who knows if the teens have eaten anything so we might have to stop at McDonald's too. I have enough to get a bunch of sausage biscuits, could you cover the coffees? Maybe El is responsible and has money but I don't trust that Erica and Max do. I'll make sure they don't get any fancy frappes or anything—”

Robin continues at a mile a minute and Steve's brain is trying desperately to catch up. He rubs a hand over his tired eyes and sighs. 

“I can probably bus to your house if that would be easier.”

That gets Steve's attention. His eyes shoot open as he says, “No, no Robin. I'll come get you. Don't even worry about it.”

“Oh, okay,” Robin agrees easily. “You good dude? Sleep like the dead last night?”

“Something like that,” Steve grumbles. “Look I'm gonna need like half an hour to get ready. I'll text you when I'm near your apartment.”

“It's just a Wonder Woman exhibit. Don't get fussy with your outfit.”

“Uh huh, okay,” Steve replies. He starts to roll out of bed but Eddie catches him, yanking him closer. 

“Where do you think you're going?” Eddie rasps, sending shivers down Steve's spine. He couldn't get wrapped up in that too long though because all he hears is Robin's responding gasp through the receiver. 

“Half an hour, love you, bye!” Steve shouts, hanging up hurriedly. 

Eddie chuckles into Steve's neck, successful in pulling Steve back into his hold. Steve's weak to do anything but sink into it. 

“You haven't told them, have you?” Eddie asks, pressing a kiss to the back of Steve's neck.

“There's nothing to tell,” Steve argues.

Eddie laughs again, dragging Steve's ear lobe with his teeth. “You keep telling yourself that, sweetheart.”

Steve does manage to get out of Eddie's apartment and back home in time to slip on some clean clothes, spritz himself in cologne, and get out of the door. Thank fuck for fall because the turtleneck he grabs covers the number Eddie did on his neck. He wishes he could get the phantom press of his lips and teeth out of his head. 

He picks up the teenagers first. They're easy because they all were spending the night at the Sinclairs. He thought he could put off his death a little bit longer. He was wrong. 

The girls are giggling as they clamor into the backseat and Steve is immediately on edge. 

“You're so fucking dead, dude,” Max declares as Steve backs out of the driveway.

Steve smiles tightly at her through the rearview mirror. “And who said anything to you?”

The girls are giggling again. It grates every nerve in Steve's body. 

“Mike overheard Nancy and Robin on the phone. He texted us. It probably wasn't very nice,” El says, at least sounding a little bit guilty. Steve shoots her a sympathetic look.

It's not her fault he fucked up, again.

“Great,” Steve grits. “That's fucking fantastic.”

Steve pulls up to Robin's apartment, tense and seconds away from wincing when he sees her stomp out the front door. She plops into the front seat and the whole car goes quiet. 

“You look nice,” Steve tries. 

“Breakfast is on you,” Robin replies. 

“Yeah, I figured,” Steve mumbles. 

Everyone is happily sipping their fancy frappes. Everyone except Robin of course who has managed to not dig into him in front of the teens but he knows it's coming. Like a storm about to brew. 

Steve tries not to think about how Eddie tasted like caramel as they made out because he's quit smoking and sucks on candies instead. He's torturing himself with the caramel frappe in his hand but he can't help it. He craves it more than he should. 

They get their tickets and the teens run ahead of them, checking out all the cool displays. Steve starts to walk in front of Robin but he gets yanked back. 

“Did you just...trip and fall into his bed? Or is this a repeat offense?” Robin asks with a cool, casual tone.

“I...” Steve stutters, taking a sip of his drink that's long gone to buy him time. All it buys him is a loud empty slurping sound. 

“You said you were falling asleep early last night,” Robin states.

“And I did! I was asleep just...not in my bed.”

Robin scoffs. “What was it this time? Eddie looking to reconnect?”

Steve's lips turn into a frown. As much as Steve likes to believe he's above Eddie's words and affection, it truly does not take much to break him. He and Eddie dated casually for about a year. Steve wanted to be serious but Eddie's band was about to take off and he didn't want any strings tying him to Chicago. Steve painfully decided to end it, decided he needed more than “I promise you're the only one I'm sleeping with”. Eddie's band did kind of take off. But not enough to get Eddie out of Chicago. And out of Steve's brain, apparently. 

“I only see him as a friend,” Steve lies through his teeth.

“Do I look stupid to you?” Robin asks with a tilt of her head, eyebrows raised. 

“No,” Steve emphasizes. “But we...we're not back together or anything.”

“I don't think you were ever together to begin with.”

“Okay. Ouch.”

“I'm serious, dingus. You were not good after that breakup, or whatever you want to call it. I just don't want to see you get hurt again.”

Steve lets out a long sigh, tossing his frappe into the trash, and leaning up against the wall. He watches as fans of Wonder Woman roam the museum, some of them dressed up for the occasion. He's happy he's here, happy he got to take the girls here, but he knows he'd rather be somewhere else. He feels guilty for that. 

“I fucked up, okay?” Steve admits defeatedly.

Robin leans her head on his shoulder. “I know you did. I know you know you did. Question is: is this going to be repeated?”

“No,” Steve says. He doesn't believe it and he can tell by Robin's huff that she doesn't either. 

“Gimme your phone,” Robin says.

“What? Why?”

“Just hand it over.”

Steve holds his phone to his chest. Looks at Robin seriously. “Don't tell him off or something. Don't read our texts!”

“Ew, I don't want to read your texts,” Robin sneers as she takes the phone from his hands. “I'm just gonna change his contact name.”

Steve looks over her shoulder and sees her typing “DONT PICK UP IGNORE IGNORE IGNORE” is now Eddie's contact name. 

“Surprised you didn't just delete it,” Steve mumbles, wincing because maybe he shouldn't have given her that idea. 

“Because I know you have it memorized. No use blocking his number either because he has your socials. But take this as a reminder that you deserve better than him.”

Steve's mouth opens and closes, an argument dying on his tongue. It's not that Eddie is a bad person, necessarily. He's a little much sometimes but deep down, he is rather sweet. Very nerdy, very animated. Very thoughtful. It's like he could make the perfect boyfriend if he just let go of his inability to commit to anything that's not his music. But Robin's right. Steve is monogamous at heart and deserves more. 

So tell him why he’s standing outside of Eddie’s door not even three days later?

Eddie answers with a shining smile that has Steve clenching his fists. 

“Next time, you’re coming to my place,” Steve states as Eddie pushes him up against the door. Eddie drags his tongue up Steve’s neck, causing his knees threatening to buckle. 

“Whatever you say, sweetheart,” Eddie answers.

Steve doesn’t hear anything else beyond moans and incoherent ramblings. It’s like the second Eddie gets his hands on him his brain goes “Blah, blah, blah.” 

[greynatomy]

daydreams

leah williamson x reader

little something that i’ve had in my drafts for a while.

i also just hit 500 followers, so thank you all for that. i appreciate every single one of you and i’m happy that you’ve loved what i’ve written.

let me know what you think!

-grey

———

“I got one last song for tonight.” ‘Awe’s’ can be heard through the room.

“I know. I know. Now. This song. Its one of my favorites that I’ve written and I wrote it in like two hours, right after some alone time with the Mrs… if ya know what I mean.” Y/N said with an exaggerated wink, making the room laugh.

“She’s a very inspiring woman. Most of my songs are about her, so, without further ado, this is Daydreams.”

She's all I read She's all the literature that I'll ever need She's poetry

But she's like the good kind that doesn't make me sleep Her eyes are porn and she knows it Won't shut her eyelids 'til she gets invited We're not keeping score, but she's winnin' Likes it when I'm singin', as long as it's for her

You do tend to get lost in her eyes, especially when you see nothing but love and lust in them.

Daydreams, they feel like livin' when I'm dreamin' about her She's all I breathe when I should be breathin' air She knows I'm weak, yeah I Daydream every day about the things we do at night

———

In the crowd, three friends came to watch the show together.

She likes the word, "Please" But not the polite kind, the one in the sheets She knows she's a tease She's here for a good time then she's gonna leave

“Whoever her wife is must be real freaky in them sheets.” One friend states, unaware of how one of her friends’ cheeks were turning red.

She'll start a war and she knows it Won't stop her fighting 'til my flag is rising We're not keeping score, but she's winnin' Likes it when I'm singin', as long as it's for her

Daydreams, they feel like livin' when I'm dreamin' about her She's all I breathe when I should be breathin' air She knows I'm weak, yeah I Daydream every day about the things we do at night

Daydreams, they feel like livin' when I'm dreamin' about her She's all I breathe when I should be breathin' air She knows I'm weak, yeah I Daydream every day about the things we do at night

“That was Daydreams, It will be release soon. For now, thank you all for coming to hangout. Until next time. Bye everyone, get home safe.” Y/N closed her show off, waving to the crowd, walking offstage.

“She’s so dreamy.” Lia Wälti stated to her friends.

“So hot.” Both Lia and Beth looked at Leah with a teasing smile. “Did I say that out loud?”

“Yup. I would say to get with her, but apparently she’s married now.”

Leah’s cheeks burn red. “Shut up. Let’s just g—”

“Leah Williamson.” Leah was interrupted by a security guard.

“That’s me.”

“You’ve been requested backstage. If you and your guests would just follow me.”

“Leah?”

“Hmm?”

“Why are we following a random person? He could be kidnapping us.”

“Don’t be dramatic.”

Following the security guard into a room, they were told to wait there and left, closing the door.

“Is this is the part where we die?”

“Lia!”

“You’re basically manifesting it to happen.” Beth stated, with a roll of her eyes.

“I promise I won’t kill you guys.”

The three of them turn around, seeing the one and only Y/N Y/LN. Two out of the three appear in shock.

“You- you’re Y/N Y/LN.”

“I am.”

“OHMYGOD I LOVE YOU!” Lia yelled in excitement.

“Thank you!” You turn to Leah and give her your biggest smile. “Hi, Leah.”

Leah quickly goes to you and wraps her arms around your neck, yours going around her waist.

“Hi, darling.” Leah leans up to give you a quick kiss.

“YOU KISSED Y/N YL/N!”

“Okay, Lia. Let’s go outside to calm down for a bit, yeah.”

“I’ll meet you guys outside. Let me get showers and changed first.”

The two footballers walk out the room, Leah closing the door.

“Wait, if Y/n Yl/n is married and you just kissed her, does that mean you’re married to her and she wrote a song about your sex life?”

“LIA!”

[mins-fins]

★̲ YOU HAVE ONE NEW VOICEMAIL FROM . . . 나재민 !

SEPTEMBER 9, 00:22 AM

HI BABY!! okay um before you purge me and murder my entire family i'm sorry for not calling you yesterday.. it was after the first show and i was exhausted but anyway, how was the concert? did you enjoy it? do you think i did well? do you—[a small shout is heard from behind him] I AM NOT "WHIPPED" SHUT UP! ignore chenle he doesn't know what he's talking about, is it bad that i love my dear partner so much? he's just sad and lonely—AM NOT!— ARE TOO! STOP YELLING AT ME!! you're gonna come tomorrow right? if work doesn't keep you in that is, god i hate your job, and i miss you, i miss you so bad, it's going to be hard to do this when international tour dates start, all we have connecting us is some stupid phone..[another shout is heard from behind him] OKAY FINE! it's too late, we have to wake up early tomorrow, alright bye i love you! sleep well!

NOVEMBER 23, 22:45 PM

haechan totally tried to trip me on stage today, that little shit..anyway, hi baby!! sorry for the like— two calls every week but it's been so hard to find alone time for myself these days, i really like japan though, we should come here sometime for a trip! just me and you, maybe on one of my breaks, if i can even get one. i miss you, having jeno as company is beginning to get boring, i mean, i love jeno obviously but i see him every single day!! i'm literally about to go insane without you here, i'm about to pay for your flight here and make up some excuse to your manager about a family issue or something.. will they even believe that? i don't care, it's been a while since we went anywhere together, just the two of us, also, did i tell you your mom called me? apparently she really liked our performance, she called me to tell me about it!! anyway um, i have no time left, hope you have a good night, i love you!!

NOVEMBER 26, 02:09 AM

jeno snores way too loudly, so no sleep for me, and he also complains so much about everything so now i have to whisper for this, but anyway, i know you're probably asleep as well so it doesn't matter if i send this cause you'll see it in the morning but i don't care! whoops, right, whispering. i can't believe that you can't come to the shows, it's all sooooo boring without you. i always search for you in the audience but then i don't see you and i get upset, you being in the crowd would make everything much better, hopefully you can at find time to get here before the final japanese show this year.. is this corny? i don't think so, i just— i miss you, i say that all the time but i do, a lot. um yeah that's all, i should probably sleep now, i love you!

DECEMBER 2, 21:37 PM

I KNEW YOU HAD SOME STUPID PLAN! i can't believe i didn't even notice you sneaking up on me that was….. i can't start, i'll go on and on forever. how did you even get backstage? did you talk to mark or something? i don't know i guess i'm just— i'm just very surprised, you didn't even tell me anything! i'm not going to lie.. it was such a smart plan, i'm glad you were able to make it, seeing you again was so nice i almost cried having to let go of you, and yeah i tried to contain myself in front of the members but i couldn't, they had to get it though! because when you're partner is right there you can't just stand there and be normal, i did mean to trap you in that hug! god being able to wrap my arms around you again was so nice, you give such good hugs you know? i know you won't be here for long but let's make the most of our time together okay? i'm happy you're here, alright i have to go now, good night, i love you.

DECEMBER 10, 09:30 AM

hi hi!! happy to say that i will be back soon! don't be surprised if i just randomly show up in your house one day, world famous idol na jaemin in your kitchen, making himself some coffee, you might have a heart attack, i hope i don't scare you again, not like that one time after hot sauce promotions ended.. your face was hilarious, i'm sorry for that one baby, i was really just trying to surprise you.. anyway, tour picks back up in february, so we have time to be idiots and go on stupid dates, get chased down by the staff.. okay maybe not that, the last time they almost caught us was funny though. alright um— just wanted to tell you i'll be back soon! i'll make sure to pass by a convenience store and get you ice cream, and yes i'll remember to get cookie dough this time, still not sure what you have against strawberry..alright that's it! i'll see you soon, i love you!!

[sharkssharka]

A/N, details: Scaramouche x g!n reader, fluff, us being simps over scaramouche once again, 2nd short scaramouche fic i've written since my main acc

You sighed in annoyance as Scaramouche hissed again. Your current situation was uncomfortable. Stitching the wounds of Scaramouche was a much harder job than one might think. The pain was apparent, however his stubborn self was not willing to admit it. “Does it hurt?” Scaramouche scoffed at your absurd question. How could he feel pain? He was too mighty to be weak. “No. It doesn’t hurt.”

He let out a huff and brushed your hand off his back. “I need you to stay still, unless you want me to mess up and hurt you." You sighed, putting your hands back on his back. "Don't be ridiculous. I'm not a masochist," he muttered. Scaramouche winced and you raised an eyebrow. "Doesn't hurt, huh?" You commented, a grin planted on your face.

"Shut up, idiot." You flicked his forehead. "Idiot? Who was the one who charged into a room full of mercenaries because you thought you knew what you were doing, hm?" You asked, your hands getting harsher on his wound. "If you weren't going to do it, I was, okay? What do you want from me?" You scoffed as Scaramouche winced again. "Why are you being so rough?" He asked, slapping your hand away. "Why were you being so stupid?"

"I wasn't."

"You were."

"I wasn't."

"Yes, you were, not shut up before your back ends up in a worse situation than it already is."

Scaramouche groaned in annoyance as you finally finished stitching his wounds. "You know, if you would've listened to me, this wouldn't have happened." He rolled his eyes at your comment. "Next time make sure you don't try to beat up people because you feel like it and end up getting your own butt kicked. Seriously, was it worth all-" Before you could finish your sentence, Scaramouche grabbed you by your collar and pulled you in for a breathtaking kiss. You blinked several times when he pulled away, making him roll his eyes. "Do you ever shut up?"

You cleared your throat awkwardly. "As a matter of fact, no, I don't." Scaramouche rolled his eyes once more and you shook your head. "Will you stop rolling your eyes?" Scaramouche looked at you with an unpleased expression. "You know, if you keep talking I'll have to kiss you again until you can't breathe."

God, you were head over heels for him, even if he was an idiot. You guessed this meant you'd keep talking because god you really wanted him to shut you up with another kiss.

I'm actually tired but this is just something to get this blog on track before i do anything else

(I'm a liar i'm a simp and I wanna kiss him so bad) pls i'm actually so tired someone help

oh yeah i mainly wrote this for @thisisrandomblogidkwhyimadethis

bye i'm gonna sleep

[bluewhitehues]

Hug | Kim Mingyu

Summary: You secretly like your bestfriend chan,he has no idea and sets you up on a blind date with his friend and hyung Mingyu.

Genre: Angst? (Little bit), comfort, strangers to lovers, fluff

Pairing : Idol Kim Mingyu × (f) reader

Warning: mentions of anxiety

Part 3

The drive to your apartment was quite awkward, mingyu dropped you off and you guys parted ways saying bye.

There was a longing in Mingyu's heart.. he really had prayed and hoped that you both will get along, may be will go on few more dates to know each other . But alas that didn't happen.

After going home you showered and made yourself some quick dinner ...you were eating when you got Chan's call, at that moment all you wanted to do was curse at him shout at him so you picked up his call, " you should've told me if you had a death wish why pull such a stunt chan? " you were talking so calmly he got scared "hey why are you talking like that you're scaring meeee"

"YOU SHOULD BE SCARED CAUSE THE MOMENT I SEE YOU IM GOING TO KILL YOU, DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU DID , YOU SENT ME ON A DATE WITH KIM MINGYU DO YOU KNOW WHO HE'S? LIKE YOU SHOULD'VE ATLEAST WARNED ME , IM NOT A CELEBRITY IM A NORMAL PERSON-"

He cut you off "FIRST OF ALL STOP SHOUTING..and what's wrong with it if he's a celebrity and you're not? I'm also an idol and you're bestfriends with me I don't see any problem here? And about the other thing ..y/n I'm really sorry I lied about it being a blind date but if I had told you you'd have said no.. he really likes you ,that idiot thought we both are a thing can you imagine lol, and then I guessed that he likes you and he didn't deny so I came up with this plan ...also he thought you knew and said yes to the date with him ,he didn't know okayy? He might be coming for me I'm so dead ...see.. I worked so hard for you and you're not even grateful-,"

You huffed loudly "Grateful my a$$.. you should not do this with anyone's feelings chan he must've felt so bad he thought I said yes and was all excited do you know how bad Im feeling?"

Now chan got alarmed , "hold on, why are you feeling so bad? WAIT TF UP DID YOU BY ANY CHANCE SAY NO TO HIM ??? I SWEAR TO GOD Y/N-"

And now in this one fine moment your pretty brain realised you gotta tell chan ..AND WHAT WILL YOU TELL HIM ???? OMG ...I said no to Mingyu because I like you? Because I like someone else? He knows literally everyone in your life and would not believe your lie and now you're freaking out you don't even have mingyu's number, what if you tell one lie and mingyu tells another you'd be caught right away so no you need to talk to Mingyu.

So you blurt out, "N-NOOO we just- we just went through it...AND OMG I'M REMEMBERING IT JUST NOW I left my purse in his car and I don't even have his number IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT send me his number right nowww" and you saved the moment just like that (you hoped it didn't sound too fake or extra)

Chan thinks something is fishy but thinks he'll find out anyway so he doesn't press you anymore.."you couldn't even ask for his number yourself seriously y/n you've got no game-" That brat thrives on teasing and annoying you.

"if you don't shut up and just send me his number right now you won't only have to worry about mingyu coming for you... sleep with one eye open cause I'm also coming for you-"

He laughs at you, " ok, okay let's all calm down..check your messages I sent the number..also you owe me full explanation and details tomorrow"

"whateverrrr bye."

"hey atleast tell me how was the date."

"NO.. someone once said *That's all you're getting* " you quoted his words from when you asked him about who is gonna be your date.

He whined about how that wasn't fair before you ended the call.

You were nervous as fuvk because what are you going to say to Mingyu it already feels bad enough but now you've to come up with a plan to tell chan. So before chan could go to Mingyu,you called him.

After dropping you off Mingyu went to his and wonwoo's shared apartment, where as soon as he entered wonwoo asked him about the date. Mingyu said it was okay, good, wonwoo then asked him why does he look so sad ..mingyu said he doesn't think it'll work out that's why ..and asks wonwoo to not to tell others about anything because he knew just like that all of them will know, that means chan will know as well and he promised you he would not let him know,he'll keep it a secret.

He was about to go to bed when you called him he was surprised but he picked up the call.

"uh Hello Mingyu? It's me y/n ...sorry ,did I disturb you?"

"Hey no you didn't ..what's up everything ok? "

"yeah everything's fine just uh Chan called me actually and I don't know what to tell him..I just I thought we should tell him the same thing so he wouldn't doubt ...I'm sorry I feel terrible to trouble you like this".

"I told you not to say sorry ..you can talk to me comfortably just how you talk to your friends it's ok .. "

"okay I won't say sorry again."

He smiled a little ..he has never talked to you that much, that too on call it's first time hearing your voice..he thinks you sound so sweet and he wishes he'd get to talk to you more often.."hmm that's good ..also about chan what options do we have?"

"if I say I like someone else he won't believe me so that's out of the option ..and If I say I said no he'll ask me the reason.." you sighed "I can't seem to find any reason to tell him"

"I see um then...we can just say we decided to be just friends? "

"that sounds good" you thought that's the safest answer.

"yeah soo.. is it ok for us to be friends? " He really wanted you to say yes .. he'd manage with just that.. being your friend.

You can't see him yet you can picture his hopeful eyes..."will you be ok?..with being my friend" You ask.

Mingyu thinks a little ..he thinks he'll take it as much as close he'll be able to stay with you he'll take it, it is dangerous but right now his heart,mind, soul everything just decides that yes they want it..

"Honestly, I've mostly seen you from distance yet I thought you were amazing so..I...I would like to be your friend and who knows someday you'll realise I'm hotter than chan and finally confess to me ..wow I would like to see that day." He's mischievously smiling right now and then he hears it your laugh..one of his most favourite things in the world ..he could hear it forever.

You laugh.."Mingyu seriously" he also laughs a little with you.

"I'd like to be your friend too mingyu but ...I know how it's like to be friends with someone you like..and I wouldn't recommend that ...it can be hard sometimes." You don't want to think about those moments again when you're trying to move on but you wouldn't want mingyu to feel like that as well.

He sighs," well I'm a tough guy " he's not...but he'd do anything to get to know you better ..he doesn't want to regret anything in his life.

"Ok then it's settled ... we're friends from now on"...you're smiling now

"yeah we are ...I like it" he's smiles softly.

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Author's note: Hey everyone this is it for today, hope you enjoy it❤️

Part 4 👇🏻

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a lots gonna change pt.2

Summary: Married life isn’t great, infidelity ensues and things change.

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“She's finally asleep" Ellie drops to the bed and pulls you into her. Her cold hands reach inside of your sleep shirt, massaging your breasts. You gasp in surprise at the feeling.

“Your hands are fucking freezing” you laugh as she nuzzles her face into your neck, you can feel the smile on her face growing.

“Mmm I missed this mama” She squeezes them one last time before taking your face in her hands and leaving a kiss on your lips.

“I missed this too, I also have to ask you something" you say, pacing yourself as you were aware that she hated mingling with people even if it was Dina.

"What is it" she asks quickly, her face unreadable, almost guilty looking. This is it she thinks, you had found out she’d been having an affair. She felt her heart was about to leap out of her chest.

"Well, Dina’s invited us both to dinner tomorrow, with Jesse, can you please come?." Her face relaxes and she releases a short breath of relief. Of course she’d fucking come, she thought this conversation would go completely differently.

"Why not?” She smiles at you and you’re slightly taken aback at her willingness, it usually took you hours or days to convince her to go out with you. You couldn’t complain though and decided to text Dina that you’d both be coming over the next day.

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"When she's going to sleep, leave the binky on her onesie clip, she does this thing nowadays where she wants to put it in herself" Ellie explains to Joel what her already knows, and you can tell the old man wants to roll his eyes at her authoritativenesses.

"Honey, I've done this before, it's just going to be 3 hours, plus she sleeps over at mine all the time" he, says as he begins shooing the two of you out the door.

"Alright bye old man, bye Lila" Ellie says as she looks down to her daughter who rests in the man’s arms. Lila waves the two of you goodbye and rests her head on Joel’s shoulder.

"Bye baby, I'll be back soon okay?"

"Bye momma"

-

Dina let’s the both of you into the house and you’re welcomed by the smell of the grill and loud shouting coming from what you assumed was her sons room.

“The place looks clean for once, did you hire a maid of something” Ellie teases, knowing Dina hated cleaning up.

“Oh shut up, I cleaned it myself for your information, now go get the wine glasses and put them on the table” She commands, earning an eye roll from Ellie.

“Fine” Ellie agrees as Dina stares daggers at her, not before flipping her off and then running into the kitchen.

"Hey, you look nice" Dina smiles and pulls you in for a hug, her sweet perfume catching your breath. Before you could pull back she whispers to you. "How did you manage to get her here so easily"

"Thank you, and honestly I don’t even know, she’s been pretty agreeable as of recent" you laugh as she lets go of you.

"Jesse’s just getting the salmon off the grill, he’s trying to copy a recipe of this fancy cookbook, so if it sucks I apologise in advance" you just laugh and the two of you head into the dining area.

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"So Y/n, when do you think you'll be going back to work?" Dina asks, before picking up her wine glass and downing a gulp of the red liquid.

"I'm not actually sure, I've been toying with the idea of working from home but I- I don't know" you say.

"Since when?" Ellie asks, her voice sounding more agitated than you'd like it to be.

"Since I like spending time with Lila, she's not that bad of a kid" you try make light of the situation, after all the two of you were in the company of your friends and you didn't want to start an argument in-front of them.

"You said I pressured you into staying home and now you’re deciding that you finally want it?" Ellie’s voice has risen, and you can feel the embarrassment seeping throughout your body.

"Ellie, we're in the company of others, tone it down please" you hiss at her.

"No. Why is it that when I suggested it, it was pressure and now that you want it, it’s just your choice" Dina and Jesse are sat across from the two of you, awkwardly. Trying not to add fuel to the fire. Jesse fidgets with his fork and Dina swishes the wine in her glass, in circles.

"Ellie stop" you whisper shout, as if they aren't across from you two. Ellie gets up and excuses herself, walking out the front door. You remain in your seat and drop your head into your hands. Dina immediately rounds the table to come to your side and Jesse gets up and rubs your shoulder, as he makes his way outside.

"You okay y/n?" She questions as she kneels next to you rubbing circles around your back, trying to soothe you.

"She’s just so complicated, I'm trying everything and we just can't seem to make it work. I didn't want to tell anyone, because I don't want anyone knowing how much of a fuck up I am but, we're in couples therapy"

"There's nothing embarrassing about that y/n , Jesse and I did that too" she confesses. Your ears perk up and you lift your head from your hands.

"Really?"

"Yes, after I had JJ I struggled with horrible postpartum depression, and Jesse felt like it was his fault, and then we started drifting apart, so we saw a counsellor."

"Was it, i don't know... did it help?" You sniffle, while looking up at her expectantly.

"Obviously our relationship will never go back to how it was at the start, we'll never get back the honeymoon period , but we managed to mend the broken bits of our relationship. Trust me y/n wounds mend over time." You smile up at her, sniffling while you wipe away your tears and hug her.

The front door opens, and Ellie and Jesse make their way back into the dining room. Jesse smiles up at you, empathetically and sits down next to Dina, leaving a soft kiss on her cheek.

"Y/n , let's go" Ellie murmurs softly as she stands by the dining rooms arched entryway. You look at Dina and she nods, getting up and walking you to the door.

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"Thank you so much D, it was amazing before... you know. But either way, the food was amazing. Jesse I said the dinner was great"

"No problem, and I'll pass your regards to the chef" she smiles and hugs you as you climb into the passenger seat.

"Ready to go?" Ellie asks as she turns to look at you, you mutter a quick yes and she starts the engine of the car. You ignore her for the rest of the car ride, a tactic you know will always get to her, as she is insatiable for attention at all times. Instead of going the route to your home, she pulls into a secluded are, of what you assumed was a recreational park.

"I'm sorry." She says firmly, grabbing your face by the chin to look at you, eye to eye.

"I don't forgive you." You spit back, as you turn back to the windshield and cross your arms like a child.

"The attitude, really?" She questions, you can hear the smirk rising in her voice.

"Mhm, it's what you deserve." She starts unbuckling her belt and you can't help but clench around nothing, you loved when she was dominant like that.

"Can I fuck you, right here, right now?" She questions, you're still pissed at her, livid if anything but you can't deny her, you needed the hate sex. No you CRAVED it.

"Fine" you act nonchalant, when in reality, you're drooling, sopping wet. You're sure there's a snail trail left behind on your underwear.

Whimpering with need, you slip your free hand up your dress, push aside your panties, and toy with your clit. She rubs, back and forth, twice and then reaches for your breasts . You mewl the moment she begins to knead them. Your wife begins pinching your nipple and tugging at it. While your fingers grow slick with your own juices.

She begins to bunch up your dress, pulling it up and over your shoulders. You greedily move your body in a way that allows  her to do so. Neither of you waste any time. Her hands are on your hips, and you are swinging your leg over so that you can straddle her.

Ellie mouths your cleavage, her tongue leaving trails of saliva that follow as she kisses her way down. You place your hands on her shoulders to keep your from falling as she leans you backwards. You can feel the strap prodding you. You ground down against it, earning an array of curses.

She positions you on your hands and knees so that you are stretched across the leather seats. Her fingers dip into your panties and for a moment, before she retracts, making you all the more greedy.

She tugs your panties down. The strap teasing your entrance, swiping along your folds. She fucks your outer lips, her hands guiding your hips back and forth. Drool begins to trail out of the corner of your lips, and you slurped what you could back into your mouth so that you don't give her the satisfaction of knowing you are aroused.

"You don't deserve this, pussy" you moan, not caring how out of breath you are, or how petty you sound. She snaps her hips forward angrily, stroking the spot inside of you that has your legs nearly in spasms. She knows your body so well.

"Really, cause by the way you're squeezing on me, it seems like I do" she replies cockily, before letting out a loud groan. Her lips are now on your neck, her body envelops  yours as she thrusts wildly in and out of you. You turn your head to the side, catching her lips. Your tongues danced together, hers working against yours more fiercely when she begins to toy with your clit with two fingers.

Your vision blurs, eyelids flutter as your orgasm washes over you. Her hands keep you from collapsing. Neither of you made the move to break apart for several seconds. You enjoy the feeling of her so full inside of you, of her holding you as you both come down from your high.

"I love you" she pants as she slips out, you let out a loud wince at the emptiness. You turn back around and quickly search for your dress and throw it back on.

"Then start acting like it." You say to her, as you pull down your dress and buckle yourself in.

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Close - chapter six first time

Warnings : smutttt

It had been three weeks since you had joined the judgement day and you were walking around the performance centre when you heard someone walking towards you so you turn around and see Rey , "y/n" he says , you just give him a confused look "yes?" "I need your help" "I'm sorry Rey but I can't help you" you turn and try to walk away but he grabs your arm "Rey let go" "please niñita" "fine Rey what do you want" "I want to make up with dom" "no. I'm not getting involved in that" "your in the judgement day now , your getting involved either way" "fine I will try convince dom , but if he doesn't want to it's not on me" "thank you niñita" "bye Rey"

*you call rhea*

Y/n :  dems 

Demi: yeah baby what's wrong ? Are you ok?

Y/n: rey just cornered me and asked me to help him reconnect him and dom 

Demi: what the fuck ? After everything he did ? 

Y/n: i don't know but I think we should talk to dom and ask him what he wants to do before making judgements 

Demi: yeah , I'll talk to you later I'm at the gym 

Y/n: byee 

*end of call*

You go home and get poppy ready for bed , and send liv a picture of her in her bed 

Goldie locks 💛 : girl you treat her like your child 

The compressor 💪: she is my child liv 

Goldie locks 💛: okay 😂 , I'll talk to you later I'm tryna watch my show , love you 

The compressor 💪: love uuu 

You hear someone at the door and get confused on who it is , you look out the peep hole and see Rhea , you open the door and jump into her arms "woah what's gotten into you today miss" "I missed you dems" you kissed her and clung onto her for dear life "what's up baby" "I don't know , I need you" as you bury your face into the crook of her neck as she carries you inside and shuts the door with her foot , she brings you to the couch and asks you "do you wanna watch a movie and eat snacks?" You nod your head yes and go to lie down on the couch with her , and watch nightmare on elm street but after a while you got bored and started kissing her neck to tease her 

"Baby what are you doing" she asks "nothing" you smirk "if you keep teasing me your gonna regret it" "show me then"

*smut*

She carried you to your room 

"Are you sure you're ready?" She asked for confirmation, making sure you wanted to  do this, she wouldn't be able to deal with herself knowing you made yourself to sleep with her.

"Mhm, 100% ready" You smiled ,moving your hand to the side of her face, softly touching her skin. 

Rhea leaned in to kiss you, it was soft and passionate as you slowly wrapped your arms around her neck, letting her crawl ontop of you. Her hand sliding under your, well her, hoodie. Playing with your breasts, she trailed her kisses down from your lips to your neck, gently sucking and biting at your neck, trying to find your sweet spot. You let out a whimper when she found it, making her smile against your neck.

"Found it" She said, more to herself than to you, paying more attention to that spot, leaving a pretty dark hickey  on the crook of your neck.

When she was done attacking your neck with sloopy kissing, she positioned herself inbetween your legs, slowly lifting up the hoodie, exposing some of your lower stomach. 

"You're so beautiful" She murmured into your thigh, rubbing her finger against the wet spot on underwear. Moving them to the side, Rhea picked up some of your juice on her finger, bringing it to her lips. She smiled , She-lowered her head into your pussy, her hands gripping onto the soft flesh on your thighs as you whined, she was making you feel things you've never felt before. 

"You taste so sweet- fuck" She moaned, teasing you with the tip of her finger before fully pushing it inside you, making you let out a loud gasp. She looked over at you, your back arching off of the bed, moving closer to your release. She moved her fingers faster hitting your g spot every time , whilst still sucking your clit. The coil in your stomach getting tighter. 

You felt your orgasm wash over you, you fingers tangling themselves into her hair, tugging at the roots. Rhea helped you ride out your orgasm before getting up, bringing her fingers to your mouth. 

"Taste yourself for me" She said, her accent strong as you parted your lips, letting her finger slip into your mouth. You swirled your tongue around her finger, tasting yourself whilst looking deep into her eyes.  

*time skip*

After y'all were done she went and got a wet towel to wipe down your legs and thighs and went up to give you a kiss "well that was fun"you smirked at her "it was" she replied as she scooped you up to bring you to the bath 

*authors note* 

 Hey guys this is my first smut so it's probably really bad but I hope y'all like it 

Have a great day/night 🫶

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For Sport (Matthew Sturniolo & Chris Sturniolo)

Pt. 1

A.n - hey yall so this is gonna be a very very very slow burn I already have some chapters written so I will probs rapid fire. It will be toxic, there will be angst , smut , everything you can possibly think of. It happens.

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Y/N’s POV:

"Are you almost ready?" Haylee asked from the bathroom. "Yes, just waiting on you," I yelled back. Tonight was the first party of the school year we were attending; I was excited to see everyone since I had spent most of the summer traveling with Haylee. "Okay, we have to pick up Daniel and his friends." Haylee walked in, looking at her phone; I took in her appearance. My best friend was beautiful. There was no doubt about it. "Who are his friends?" I asked, standing up as she grabbed her keys and a jacket. She was the designated driver always, she never drank, and I always drank a little too much. "Bye, Mom!" We both yelled, walking out the front door; her big family welcomed me with open arms once they learned about my home life. "I dont know his friends; maybe you'll like one of them." She nudged my shoulder as I got into the passenger side. Haylee thinks I'm crazy for never dating in high school, I dont see the point, I would rather just have fun.

We pulled up to Daniel's house while he pilled out with 4 other friends and walked over to my door opening it. "Out, sweetheart. I get shotgun for paying for everything." I rolled my eyes but gave it because it was confirmed he paid for all my alcohol and to fill Haylee's tank. "Lucas, thank god," I said, grabbing his arm and knowing I could sit on a friend's lap rather than some random kid's.

The ride was filled with singing and talking amongst everyone while I finished a bottle of pink Moscat, and I felt it as we pulled up to the college baseball house. I got out of the car when one of the unfamiliar kids said, "Dont get out of the car." I looked behind me at the boy. "Excuse me?" I said, and that's when Haylee whipped her head around, hearing the attitude. Laced in my voice, "I said dont get out of the car yet." I looked at the boy, bewildered. Someone who doesn't know me could think I would take his directions. "Shut the fuck up; I dont even know you, weirdo." I go to step out of the car. “I'll slump you right here if you get out," I scoffed and heard Daniel say something as I exited the car, walked around the back, and was immediately on the ground.

"Stupid choice," I said as I stood up laughing. Haylee ran out of the car, and I walked towards the baseball house. "Did he just hit you," My friend Zay said, grabbing my shoulders. I nodded my head yes. As the realization set in, my jaw started hurting immensely. Zay and three of his friends ran off in the direction of the car as I walked towards the house, and two college boys led me in, holding two frozen chicken patties to my face as I sat on the couch. I didn't know what happened to the boy after that until Haylee entered the house. "Come on, let's go home." I nodded, getting up and thanking all the baseball houses for whatever they had done outside.

"He got jumped." I ignored Haylee's comment; I was embarrassed; I knew I shouldn't be seeing that I didn't do anything wrong, but getting punched in the face was embarrassing. I looked in the car mirror inspecting my two black eyes, no doubt from how hard I hit my head on the cement. As soon as we got home, I called my cousin to come to get me and bring me to my dad's house. Knowing that only the second week of school would start the day after tomorrow, I wanted to figure out how I would deal with the questions.

I was lying in bed scrolling through Snapchat stories when I saw the video. This kid was jumped by at least ten other guys, and my friend Zay stood over him, yelling how this is what happens when you hit a girl. As I lay my head down to finally sleep, I started getting a call from one of my friends from my old school. Keelin. I pick it up knowing it's better to face it now rather than avoid it "Where does he live?" I rolled my eyes "What happened to hi? Hello, how are you?" He scoffed. "I'm not fucking around. Tell me where he is-" I cut him off, yelling, "I dont know, I dont even know the kid's name." He sighed.

"Tell. You. Father." The silence was all that was heard on the phone. No shot. My father is 6'2" with muscles on his arms, which are larger than my head, and one thing about him is that he does not play about his little girl. "Stupid thing to say Key" He scoffed “I'll find him and get some rest. Let me know how you feel tomorrow" I hung up throwing my phone off the bed, not wanting to be bothered by it anymore tonight and drifted off to sleep.

I woke up the following day to over 100 notifications. Including Keelin, Haylee, and, worst of all, Jackson. My ex-situations for my freshmen, sophomore, and junior years. He was switching schools this year so I finally cut off our toxicity and stopped speaking to him at the beginning of summer. I ignored everyone but called Haylee to come get me for Dunkin. I quickly changed into sweats and a crop top, seeing as it was only the beginning of September, so it was still a little warm. I walked into the living room to see my father. "What the fuck happened to you" I giggled at him. "Got in a fight, nothing serious." He rolled his eyes, knowing I was quick to fight someone, and didn't question it. "Going to Dunkin with Haylee, want anything" He shook his head no and handed me a fifty dollar bill, His way of showing love. I hugged him, running out to Haylee's car.

We spent that entire Sunday watching movies and relaxing, seeing as I was in crazy pain. It felt like my jaw had been broken. We prepared for the stares and questions that we would be hit with the next day at school, and she decided to stay over to drive us both to school because, apparently, a black eye meant I was incapable of driving. Once it finally hit 11, we finished our showers and skin care before laying in bed, scrolling through TikTok, setting our alarms for the following day, and putting on a YouTube video of rain sounds to fall asleep to.

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Helen Otis x Reader: You would sleep with me (if you could do it comfortably)

Hiiii everyone it's me I'm back :P I'm finding that I don't really agree with my past characterizations of these characters but I'm gonna leave my old posts up anyway... anyways here's a Helen oneshot I wrote last night. It's sort of a continuation of the first one I wrote (read that here) but can be read as a standalone. It's crossposted on AO3 (here) and I love getting kudos so please gas it up there if you so choose :P Reader is gender neutral (they/them pronouns) and (Y/N) is used.. It isn't smutty or anything (sorry) but it's kind of romantic. Around 1300ish words (a little less). I hope you enjoy!

edit: pspspsps heyy look theres a 3rd part HERE!!! if u enjoy this go read that ok bye...

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The screen door swung shut with a sharp smack. The sound used to make Helen jump, but he’d grown used to it with all the time he’d spent out on the porch. It was early spring now, and sprigs of green were beginning to poke their way out of the ground in the midst of all the brown. A chilly breeze carried all the fresh smells of spring, along with… cigarette smoke?

“Hey, handsome.”

That made Helen jump. His head snapped to his right, and he was graced with the sight of a familiar face leaning against the railing, lit cigarette in hand. The corners of his lips twitched. He was fighting back a smile.

“You’re back.” He said matter-of-factly, trying to seem uncaring, and not as if he had been awaiting their return with bated breath (god, he couldn’t believe it, he was acting like a damsel.) “Where were you?”

“If I told you,” they paused to take a drag (and, Helen suspected, to add dramatic effect), turning to look at the trees as they exhaled, “I’d have to kill you.”

Although there was a playful grin on their face, Helen knew that they were only half joking. The Operator’s proxies were incredibly hush-hush about their missions, and (Y/N) was no exception. Usually, he didn’t mind too much, but Helen had found that he was much more curious than he wanted to be, at least when it came to (Y/N).

“So.” (Y/N) spun around so that their back was now facing the woods. They motioned to the sketchbook in Helen’s hands. “Draw any pretty pictures lately?” They grinned.

Right. Helen had come out here to draw. He unconsciously tightened his grip on the book, averting his eyes. Since that fateful winter afternoon, he had been inspired to draw things other than the trees… (Y/N) in particular had become his unknowing muse. 

No way in hell was he showing them that. They’d probably think he was a creepy freak and never speak to him again. As much as Helen hated to admit it to himself, he didn’t think he’d be able to handle that happening. 

So instead, he fumbled for words, trying to save himself. “Uh, you know… more of the same, nothing new.” Helen refused to meet (Y/N)’s eyes. He chewed on the inside of his mouth nervously, picking at the edge of his sketchbook. He felt as if he was a child that had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

(Y/N) pursed their lips and then sighed, seeming to decide not to press his buttons about it. Over the course of their blossoming friendship, they’d learned that Helen could be quite protective over his artwork. It was best to leave it be.

So, (Y/N) changed the subject, knowing that Helen wouldn’t do it on his own. “Why don’t we sit, hmm? I’m tired of standing. I feel like I’ve been standing for like, like forever, man.”

“Okay.” Helen said, his shoulders sagging in relief. (Y/N) stubbed their cigarette out on the railing before they moved to plop down on the porch steps, their hiking boots clunking against the stairs as they got situated. Helen took his usual place next to them.

The pair settled into a comfortable silence, just staring out at the wilderness. Helen’s sketchbook lay on the stair, untouched. He couldn’t bring himself to open it in front of them just yet.

Instead, he looked over at (Y/N), trying to remain discreet. Early on in their friendship, Helen had decided that he liked their face (purely from an artistic standpoint, he was sure) and so he had taken it upon himself to memorize it (again, purely for artistic reasons). Not much had changed about them since he’d last seen them. There was a bandaid on their cheek, sure, but other than that they were still the same (Y/N). 

Except, they looked so tired. Deep, dark circles rimmed their eyes, and their eyes themselves were completely bloodshot. Helen was all too familiar with this kind of tired, something he experienced after many sleepless nights sitting at his easel. He was shocked that (Y/N) was managing to stay awake in their state.

“Haven’t I told you that it’s rude to stare?” (Y/N) asked suddenly, startling Helen. They turned to him, cocking an eyebrow. Despite how exhausted they seemed, they were still alert as ever. A proxy trait, no doubt. “Do I have something on my face, orrrrr…”

“No, no…” He shook his head, looking forward again. He really wasn’t appreciating what the teasing lilt in their voice was doing to his brain and heart, but his concern for them seemed to outweigh that. God, he hated that he was concerned. What was wrong with him?

“Then what? You like what you see or somethin’?” (Y/N) leaned in expectantly, smirking. What an asshole.

Despite how close (Y/N) had gotten, Helen managed to look them in the eye (though he was practically holding his breath). “You look… tired, (Y/N). Really tired.”

(Y/N)’s smile softened, the mischief in their eyes fading. They moved back slightly, looking back out at the forest. 

“Are you… alright?” Helen asked hesitantly, brows furrowed in concern.

(Y/N) sighed, taking a moment to answer. “...Yeah, I’m fine.” They brought a hand up to their face, rubbing one of their eyes absently. “‘S just… you’re right. I’m way tired.”

“...I know.” Helen mumbled, gaze never leaving their face. His hands twitched in his lap, wanting to do something to comfort his weary friend. Instead, he asked, “Rough mission?”

“So rough, ugh.” (Y/N) laughed quietly, as if they were reminiscing about a happy memory. “I got into a crazy fight with this guy – man, he almost killed me. You should’ve seen him though, I messed him up.” 

Helen frowned. He knew that they shouldn’t be telling him these things, and he was not a fan of the idea of (Y/N) putting themselves in danger. It was a part of their job, sure, but in his heart he wished it didn’t have to be. 

“(Y/N)...” They perked up when he spoke their name and his heart nearly jumped out of his chest. “I think you should go and get some rest.”

(Y/N) huffed, their expression going sour. “Yeah, but… I wanna-” they cut themselves off with a yawn before continuing, “I wanna spend time with you, y’know? It’s been a while. I missed you.” 

Helen felt like he was going to die at those words, his heart pounding against his ribcage. “Oh, well, um…” I missed you too, he wanted to say, but he couldn’t bring himself to.

“I have an idea.” (Y/N) said suddenly, scootching toward Helen until their legs were touching and their shoulders were touching and oh god-

And then (Y/N) leaned their head on Helen’s shoulder and all he could smell was lavender shampoo and cigarette smoke and he was going to faint (but he didn’t). Their hair tickled his neck and they were so warm and Helen wished he could wrap his arms around them and pull them closer. Instead, he sat stiff as a board, breath caught in his throat.

(Y/N) either was too tired to notice or didn’t care. “Wake me up if something interesting happens, okay?” Was all they said before knocking out, snoring lightly (oh my god they snore).

They were definitely going to kill him.

[samandcolbysturniolo]

at the bar-Matt Sturniolo

Warnings: drinking, nothing else.

Matt sturniolo x female reader

Summary: y/n best friend has a boyfriend...and his brother's come along too. As y/n walks too the bathroom...someone really handsome saves her.

My best friend invited me to meet her new boyfriend Chris. She invited me with them at the bar. His 2 other triplet brothers were coming too. We were gonna meet at 8pm at the bar down my street. So I was getting ready. I just put some make up on and u cute skirt with a t-shirt. I grab my purse and double check if I have everything. Yep, I'm ready to go. I grab my jacket and get out the door.

I walk around 5 minutes until I arrive. It's pretty cold outside but I didn't mind. Once I arrive I see me bestie waiting for me. She waves at me and give me a sign to come to her. "Hey girl it's so nice to see you," my best friend says. "Yeah so nice to see you too," I say as I give her a warm hug. "So this is my boyfriend Chris," she says as Chris walks up from behind her and shake my hand. "Hi I'm Chris, it's nice to meet you," he says as we shake hands and he smile. "Hi I'm y/n it's nice to meet you too," I say while we stop shaking hands. I'm a bit confused since my bestie told me his brothers were coming to....and I didn't see them. But I don't mind it.

As we drink a few drinks, I needed to go too the bathroom. But almost tripped, but luckily a guy catches me right in time. "Hey are you okay?," a male voice said, he's pretty tall, around 5,8. Beautiful brown hair and blue eyes, exactly my type! "Uhmm yeah I'm okay...thank you for that," I say as I get up from his muscular arms. "I'm matt, its nice to meet you," matt says as he let go of me. "I'm y/n, are you the brother of Chris perhaps?," I ask cause they look alike a lot. "Yeah I am, and there is nick our other triplet brother," he says as he points put to nick. "Wow you guys really look alike," I say kinda surprised. "Yeah, well were triplets after all," matt says with a caring sweet voice. We make eye contact, for a really long time...he started into my eyes, and I started into his... "uhm I gotta use the bathroom, maybe I'll see you around?," I ask as I make my way too the bathroom. "Yeah sure, bye y/n," matt says as he walks back to nick, he was playing games and stuff. "Bye matt," I say as I enter the bathroom.

Me and my best friend had fun the entire night, well I was most of the time alone drinking cause she was always kissing Chris and clinging onto him. I wanted to go to matt but I was a bit scared. So I just stayed at my seat next to my bestie and drank a few more drinks. It's now almost 11pm so I decided too head home. So I gave my best friend one last hug before I headed home. Once I arrived home. I put on my pj's and went to my bathroom to take of my make up and brush my teeth. Once I did that lay in my bed and I couldn't stop thinking about matt...he's beautiful blue eyes, his brown fluffy hair and not to forget muscular body... as I think of him I start to feel sleepy so I shut down my night lamp and went too sleep...

The next morning I wake up at 9am. I garb my phone and see that I got a message from a number I didn't recognize...

~Hi y/n, its matt from yesterday at the bar. Everything okay?~

I couldn't believe it...but how did he get my number?

~Yeah everything okay and you? But how did you get my number?~

I immediately got a response back.

~uhmm that's quite a long story...but yeah everything is fine with me as well. Do you have any plans today?~

~no I don't have any plans today, why?~

~wanna go out tonight?~

~sure I don't see why not, where are we going out?~

~just at the club, it's near my place:). I'll pick you up if you want?~

~sure my address is...~

~I'll pick you up at 8pm, sound good?~

~Sounds great! See ya:)~

~Alright, see ya;)~

Omg! I couldn't believe it! Did matt just asked me out!? HE DID OMG!!! I immediately texted my bestie.

~guess what! Matt asked me out!~

~wow, Chris's brother right?~

~yeah, btw did you know how he got my number?~

~well last night Chris asked me your number cause matt asked for it so yeah I know how~

~alrighty just wanted to let you now cause I'm so excited!!~

~you have a crush on him don't you?~

~uhm...okay maybe I do but look he is a hot guy ngl~

~I'm mean he's cute if you think so but Chris is hotter~

~yeah yeah if you think so, anyways bye girlll:)~

~Bye girl, have fun! :)~

Part 2 will be out soon💋

THope you like part 1 so let me know what you think!💋

[that-one-random-writer]

Chasing you Chapter 6 {Complete}

Summary: Jake retires from the military honorably. He steps into a new roll, ready to settle down in his hometown of Texas. He is placed on your shift. Your current relationship is stable until the dust settles, revealing cracks in the foundation.

Warnings: Cursing, violence, police experiences based on truth, accurate on most accounts of law enforcement, it might get gory at times. Be aware of blood, drugs, and all things law enforcement. Smut eventually. A/N may have my true experience attached if you're interested. All real names redacted.

Chapter 1. Next Chapter. Masterlist

Jake sat on the couch of the back patio, grabbing a toothpick from the pack on the table.

You sat in the chair across from him. "Why did you let me stay over?"

Jake sat back, situating his body. The air was still warm enough that his skin didn't feel too chilled in the growing darkness of the night. "I asked my mom about you when I got back home." He paused, looking at the back pasture that had his horses galloping around. "Our parents have been friends for a while. She said I could trust your family, so I figured that would extend to you."

You looked back at the horses playing. "Yeah, Nessie started his visits a few years after high school when I moved out. Mama got pretty close with Mrs. Ophelia for a while. Recently, she's been a little distant, though. Mama was worried she did something wrong."

Seresin looked down to his hands. He rubbed his palms together. "No, your mom didn't do anything. Mom has been going through a hard time. She hasn't even been talking to me or my sisters."

"Bless her heart. I am not going to ask for details. Im assuming your dads mess has something to do with it. Is she okay? Can I do anything?" You asked kindly.

"She will be. She's a tough woman. There's nothing I can think of." Seresin looked back out to the pasture.

"I'm gonna get her a gift basket together from the family." You pulled out your phone and wrote it on your to-dos. "You know ophelia talked about you a lot with my mom. I never got your name, though. Small world that we work together now."

"What all did she say?" His chest raised up with pride. Knowing ophelia, it would be all good accomplishments acknowledged.

"She said you were top of your class at the naval aviation academy, and you were awarded for your heroism against the enemy, and you had an award for Afghanistan combat." You smiled remembering how proud ophelia was telling your mom over a sweet tea front porch meet up the morning before a family dinner a few months back.

"Stop..." Seresin's signature smirk grew into his cheeks. He leaned his arm back behind his head. His toned body on full display. "Well, you know I did a few things." He failed miserably at being humble.

A laugh chimed from your lips. "Yeah, I bet you did."

The sun had gone down, and the stars peeked out with only the full moon casting dim light. Colder air blowing in.

Your phone rang. "Hey honey."

James was on the other end. "Hey, where are you? I haven't seen you all day." You cringed remember the guilt that was sitting in your chest earlier. Conversation was so easy with Seresin that it made you forget the world around you.

"Sorry, honey. I went to a friend's house to sleep, so I wouldn't bother you playing your game." You hated keeping details. It was the worst, but this called for it. The fight was not going to be here over the phone. The guilt set in further as you looked back at Jake, flipping the toothpick in his mouth so nonchalant and hot... no handsome... no, like a nice-looking friend. Your brain did flips, trying to rail itself back on track. "I'll be home soon. I love you, bye. "

James screamed at his TV again. As he clicked the end call. You squeezed your eyes shut, not wanting to face what was your reality at home. No more screaming at the TV and certainly no screaming at you. Fear seeping in realizing what you had done in your desperation to sleep.

"I'll take you back. Just let me ask, why are you with this guy? Dont give me the practicality crap." Jake heard the yelling, and seeing the reaction on your face was not pleasant.

"H-He stayed with me through cancer. He was at every treatment. He helped me live when I was really sick." You just threw it out there. You couldn't hold it in. The pain of hearing Jame's voice with his selfishness of the gaming while you slept pushed you into an emotional war. You wanted things to be good with him. They just weren't. You could see it. You knew everyone could see it. "He was such a good man. I don't know what happened. If he can stay with me through cancer, then I can stay through this rough patch. He will get better. I just have to give him time."

Seresin leaned up. He grabbed the toothpick from his mouth and flicked it into the grass. "Fair enough. I hope he figures it out soon for your sake."

The truck pulled up next to your car. "Thank you. Really, I mean it."

"You're welcome. You can stay anytime and as long you'd like. I really mean that." You opened the door with a nod of acknowledgment.

Your mind fought your body to hug him. You pressed on, walking to your car where you were safe from urges. His truck left.

You sat thinking for a moment. "He's just a good friend." You willingly convinced yourself. You stopped in the restaurant and grabbed dinner.

You got home sitting on the couch and set up dinner. "Hey honey. You go back to Kennedys house?" He knew Kennedy, and he knew that there was nothing to worry about.

"No, I was at a family friend's house. He is on shift with me and Ken now." You spoke. You never lied no matter how much shit you would get.

"He? Which family friend?" James didn't hide anger and assumptions well.

"Jake seresin, ophelia's son." You answered.

"The military guy came home?" He questioned.

"Yeah. He is Ken's new trainee." You prayed using Ken's name to vouch would lighten the blow.

"Why didn't you stay at Ken's?" He began interrogating.

"Kennedy wasn't going to be home, and his mom was there with her friend at the pool." You defended.

"Then why didn't you just stay here?" His voice began to raise.

"Because James," you matched his volume. Throwing the stupid salad on the ground. Venom spewed off him name. "You wouldn't turn the TV down, I had to roll Greg's dead body over on the pavement my knees were covered with parts of his brain, not that you fucking cared to ask, and then I come home finally get to sleep and you're screaming about headshots to the damn TV."

"I wasn't home to ask. How was I supposed to know that? Then you just come home from whoring around with this Jake guy and I'm just supposed to be cool with it because I was playing a game to relax from my hard night. I had four people call in sick. I had to run four extra positions... Not that you fucking cared to ask either." James screamed.

"I wasn't whoring around. I went there slept, ate and came home. I can't fucking believe you'd think I would do that to you."

"Is he gay?" James asked abruptly.

Your teeth clamped together. "What?" Your knuckles turned white against your sides.

"You heard me! Does he like a dick in his ass? Does he bat for Kennedy's team?"

"I don't know. I didn't ask." You held your arms out.

"Then I don't want you over there." James fumed. "When you're painting each others toe nails, talking about your door ringer celebrity men, doing whatever shit you do with ken. Then you can go, but until that happens, it's not okay."

"You're fucking ridiculous, and rude." You yelled and walked out. You grabbed your phone calling Ken. Tears spilled. "Ken, I need drinks are you busy."

Kennedy's deep voice came through the speaker. "Marilyn... I'm at home you can come over. What's wrong?"

You got in the car and drove the few miles to his house. "I fucked up."

"You didn't..." He trailed. "Did you sleep with Seresin?"

Your scoff was very dramatic. "No. I just went over there and slept. James is accusing me of it though, he basically made a fucking rule I cant go over there."

"Rules were meant to broken Mar. You know I can ask if we can go over to Seresin's I'm sure he would have us over for drinks."

"No, he's right. I don't need to go over there. He's a single man, and I am a taken woman. I need to respect him. I am pissed he put a rule down, but I understand why." You sighed.

"Suit yourself. I mean I think he's a great guy. He doesn't seem like the type to break that boundary. Not from how he was talking the last few shifts."

"Did he say anything about me with james?" You parked your car ending the call walking up to the door opening it.

"Come in..." Kennedy laughed at his sarcasm. "He said some things, but I'm not a snitch."

"Damn it, ken! Why did you let me go over there?" You held your arms up.

"No, I only suggested it because I couldn't have you over, you needed sleep, and I trusted that he wouldn't do anything. He didn't say anything intimate or misogynistically gross. Just that it was a shame you were in a relationship."

You groaned throwing a pillow at him sitting down on the couch. "Liam Kennedy!"

"Okay chill. I got it, Seresin is now on my shit list." Kennedy chuckled.

"Not funny." You threw another pillow. Throwing your hands in your face to cover the embarrassment.

"So now what, your man's all jealous of Seresin?" He sat up on the couch.

"Yeah, I guess so. Maybe this is a good thing. Maybe now he will try harder." You looked over at him through your fingers.

"Don't go playing with fire, Marilyn. You know that's what got you killed with our scandal." He joked about the conspiracy of Marilyn Monroe's murder by the government after the Kennedy affair.

"I'm not going to play with fire. I'm just playing the card you so graciously handed me." You rolled your eyes.

Kennedy sighed. "He is really hot, though. Those uniform pants..." He trailed, widening his eyes at the thought of Seresin's tight ass. Literal and figurative.

"Kennedy I'm not doing this..." you trailed.

"It was fine when it was that guy on A shift." He defended.

"He didn't cause an argument at home." You tensed.

"I'm just saying the man is ripped. I can tell from his arms. The sleeves look like they are holding on by a thread." He kept prodding for information.

"Oh he is." Your mouth was faster then your brain.

"I fucking knew it, you sly bitch. What happened, tell me everything..." He bit his lip sitting back knowing he had you cornered.

A/N: No one knows about Kennedy like that except your boyfriend and family. This is for the story's sake only, nothing further involving the job.

[countrymusiclover]

3 - Memaw's Car

Part 4

It's About Time

Tags just ask - @lover-of-books-and-tea @bvbwestfall l @bubble-blu @liesanddreams @bethanymccauley @skeletonontheroad

Raising up the slingshot in my hands I drew the rubber band back with my right hand and held the other part in my left one. Firing it off the rock that was on the band launched off and hit an old tv we were throwing rocks at in. “Dang. It's your turn.”

“Don’t worry I’ll break it.” Georgie takes the weapon from my hand and drew it backwards, firing off the second shot where it hit the screen on one of the corners but it still didn’t break it.

Eyeing the old tv in the alleyway I knew if we wanted to break it or blow it up we were gonna need something stronger. “I think I saw some matches in the garage. I’ll be back.”

“Okay.” He said watching me run around the corner of the alley back to his house.

Rummaging around in some of the boxers in the garage the backdoor peaked open where I heard Missy’s voice. “Y/n, what are you doing?”

“Hey Missy, I’m looking for some matches. Your brother and I are going to blow up a tv.” I spun on my feet seeing the nine year old girl holding her Cabbage-patch doll.

Her eyes twinkled. “Woah. Can I come watch?”

“Not this time. Just in case something goes wrong.” I said to her digging around a box finding the small box waving bye to her. Coming back to the alleyway Georgie takes one of the matches and strict it on the ground.

He held the light match smiling brightly at me before he threw it on the tv and we ran like hell. “This is gonna be fun.”

“Woah ah!” I screamed landing on the ground with Georgie lifting his head up seeing the tv bits on fire. “I can’t believe it worked.”

Georgie ran a hand through his hair seeing some house lights come on and we heard one of our neighbors hollering. “What the hell is going on out there!”

“Let’s go before Brenda Sparks sends the chickens after us.” I told him scrambling to my feet and we ran back to the Cooper house coming in through the front door seeing his Memaw on the phone and the twins waiting to hear what she had to say.

“What's goin' on?” Georgie came up beside me.

Sheldon responded. “Dad's in the hospital.”

“What?” Georgie gasped. “Why's Dad in the hospital?”

Memaw held up her hands trying to calm him down. “He's gonna be fine. He had chest pains. He's gonna be fine.”

“What are we doin'? Why aren't we going to the hospital?” Georgie looked from me to his family members beginning to get mad.

Memaw eyed her oldest grandson. “Nobody's goin' nowhere. We're just gonna stay calm, have a nice dinner, and wait for your mama to call and tell us what's what.”

“I'm not hungry.” Georgie stomped off to his room slamming his bedroom door behind him.

I slumped my shoulders chasing after him, knocking on his bedroom door softly and he opened the door where I walked inside and shut it behind me. “Georgie, can I come in…hey he’s going to be okay.”

“I want to go see him, Y/n.” He began sliding his shoes back on and changed his tea shirt.

Sitting down on his bed I bounced watching him get changed. “Georgie, your Memaw is right that we should wait until we hear something.”

“I don’t want to sit around and wait. I won't sleep through the night.” He grumbled running his fingers through his curly locks.

Sitting in silence on his bed I debated on agreeing with his grandmother but he made a good point. “Fine, let's go see your father.” Getting to my feet we exited his bedroom instantly.

Georgie and I creeped down the hallway to the twins shared bedroom where he creaked the door open seeing they were both awake. “I'm goin' to see Dad. You guys want to come?”

“How? Meemaw said we have to stay here.” Sheldon asked with Missy already climbing out of her bed covers.

Georgie asked his brother with a groan. “You want to go or not?”

The four of us snuck outside noticing Connie passed out in a lawn chair snoring like a bear. Georgie slowly took her keys from her pocket coming over to us when Sheldon asked. “What are you doing?”

“I'm driving to the hospital. You can come with me or stay here up to you.” He said looking between the twins.

Missy answered. “I'm comin'.”

“Me too.”

Georgie eyed his brother. “Sheldon?”

“You're 14. You don't know how to drive.” He explained.

Georgie sent him a simple glare. “I drove a tractor at 4-H camp. It's the same thing.”

“But you sat on the farmer's lap.” Sheldon said uneasy.

“Then stay here. Come on, Missy, Y/n.” Georgie walked to the elderly woman’s car. He got in the driver’s seat and me in the passenger side. Missy reached over the console from the backseat turning on the radio. “What are you doin’?”

“Travelin' music.” She simply replied.

The back door of the car was opened where we all turned our heads seeing Sheldon wearing pillows and a football helmet. “Ugh. I'm coming with you.”

“Why are you wearin' my helmet?” Georgie questioned.

Sheldon groaned in the backseat. “I don't expect this to end well.”

“And the pillows?” Georgie made a face.

Sheldon grunted finally setting. “Same answer.”

“Turn it off. I've got to concentrate.” Georgie told her.

“Aw.” Missy whines as I buckled my seatbelt and we were off towards the hospital.

Sheldon begged. “Please drive slowly.”

“Relax. I know what I'm doin'.” Georgie clicked his seatbelt buckle on turning the steering wheel and we drove away from the house. We had gone off into the grass twice, almost ran through a stop sign and hit multiple trash cans.

I began feeling worried that we were going to get lost or end up in an accident. “Georgie, are you sure you know how to get to the hospital?”

“Yeah. It's right across the street from the Dairy Queen.” He answered peaking his head over the wheel as best as he could.

Sheldon chimed in. “Which Dairy Queen?”

“What are you talkin' about?” Georgie asked confused.

He told him. “There's two.”

Missy started saying from the backseat. “You're gonna hit it!”

“Which is the one Mom takes us to?” Georgie asked, looking around for the restaurant anywhere.

“You're gonna hit it!” Missy warned him and sure enough he hit a fourth set of cans.

Gripping the seatbelt in my hands Georgie hit the brakes throwing us almost all through the windshield causing me to whip my head around snapping off at my best friend. “Georgie let me drive now.”

“Y/n, I’ve got this.” He attempted to talk his way out of this.

I glared at him with him sitting on the side of the road seeing an ambulance fly past us. “No you don’t. I’m sorry to say it but you don’t.”

“You’re supposed to be on my side.” Georgie raised his voice.

Throwing my hands up in the air I kicked the floorboard. “George Jr give me the car keys now. That’s an ambulance and our best action is to follow it!”

“Ooh, you're in trouble now!” Missy smiled brightly at him seeing me undoing my seatbelt coming around to his side of the car. Flinging his door open and snatching the keys so he had no choice but to let me drive. He switched places and we finally made it to the hospital.

We came running into the lobby of the hospital seeing their mom and Connie before their mom went to check on their dad. Connie held out her hand. “Georgie. Give me my damn keys.”

“I have’em actually, Connie.” Reaching into my pocket I dropped them to her hand.

She asked the four of us. “How did I beat you here?”

“We kept hitting garbage cans.” Missy answered her question.

Connie covered her face with her hands. “Oh, God.”

“I need to wash my hands. There are germs here that can kill you.” Sheldon got up to his feet.

His memaw grabbed his arm. “Hold up. Now, y'all like it when your meemaw babysits. Poker, candy, firecrackers.”

“Yes.” The kids said and I nodded in agreement.

“Well, if your mother ever finds out what you did tonight, that is never gonna happen again.” She warns us.

Sheldon gasped. “I can't lie to my mother.”

Connie glared at him. “Sure you can.”

“Sheldon, remember what Georgie taught you about lying and remember I know what scares you.” I warned him with my arms over my chest with me pointing two fingers at him. He never said anything and we only ever talked about it when we were much older.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[sathina]

Paper rings pt.2

Pairing - Jack Harlow x reader

Summary - you thought you had moved on, thought that you have forgotten Jack. Atleast that's what your brain told you, but your heart, it knew better.

Warnings - angst, arguing, talk about panic attack

Pt.1

" Oh, c'mon. You have to come. It's gonna basically be like highschool reunion." Your best friend's voice blared out of the phone as you cleaned. Wiping down the counters you clutched the small device to your ear tighter.

" Yeah…"

" Sweetie." A silenced pause ringed through before they continued. " I'm sure he's not gonna be there. Probably too busy with his fame shit anyway." There was a sharpness to their words.

When you told them what happened that day, they lost it. Going as far as ranting about the million ways Jack is going to suffer, in either physical or mental pain.

" Has he texted you again since then?"

" Luckily no. But he has been liking everything I post on social media, I mean I wanted to block him, but I think that's what he wants. Just a stupid reaction." You weren't lying, you just weren't telling the whole truth. Indeed you didn't want to block him. Quite frankly, you loved the attention, you loved how he constantly texted you. Saying good morning, goodnight, how was your day, did you sleep well? He begged for even the smallest ounce of recognition, but all he got was a simple 'read'. Sometimes you felt like an asshole. You thought about the way he might be feeling. After all you were ghosting him, acting like he didn't even exist, but then the pain and sorrow came through. All those memories of sleepless nights came flooding back, and you remembered why you decided to be this way. It was protection, you were keeping your heart safe.

" Yeah, and he better keep it this way, 'cause if not, I'm throwing hands." Your best friend's voice pulled you out of the train of thoughts. " But you should come. I will be lonely if you don't."

" I'll think about it."

" Okay. I have to go now. Bye." There was rustling heard on the other end, and then the beep of a hung up call rang through.

At this point you didn't know what to do. There was only a slim chance that Jack wouldn't be at the party. This was Louisville. If someone heard that he was back in town, everyone would try to get his attention. He was your highschool popstar after all.

<3

A red solo cup sat in your hand while you stood by the bar table.

People were swarming the place all over, some kissing, others dancing, more arguing. The noize and buzz was too much, but you couldn't leave now. Your best friend was already wasted, grinding on a random stranger.

Someone suddenly bumped into your shoulder. You lost your balance for a second or two, before looking up.

" I'm so sorry." It took Jack a moment to realize it was you. You looked so much better in person, the pictures only doing mere justice for your beauty. " Y/n!"

Your brain freezed, not one nerve moved in your body, it felt like you couldn't breathe. And just like muscle memory, you ran.

Discarding the cup somewhere half way through, you tried every door. Finally one you got open led to a bedroom.

It's been years at this point. So why were you acting like this? Acting like you couldn't move on just like he did. Why were you having a panic attack just now? Truth was you didn't know. The heart was a complicated thing. How could it beat so much for a person you hated? Your heart knew Jack broke you, but something about him pulled you closer.

A loud knock echoed through the room. " Y/n? You in there?"

You looked up in a slightly dazed expression, your ex standing in front of you, with the door wide open.

Both of you were like two deers caught in headlights. No one was making a sound or moving, just staring at each other.

" Hi."

You didn't reply though, you couldn't. It felt like your mouth was sewn shut and you couldn't rip it.

" Can we talk?" Jack had that innocent look in his eyes, a slight shine to them that only you could see. But yet again you didn't say anything. He nodded and went to close the door, taking your silence as an answer. " How have you been doing?"

" Could be better."

" Oh-okay." It looked like he was uncomfortable. His hands were slightly shaking and twitching, his Kentucky accent coming out stronger and richer. " Uhm, if you want to leave, you can. Not forcing you to stay here."

" Okay." Your short answers were starting to piss him off, but he knew if he truly wanted to talk it out he would need to shut up about it.

" Look, I'm gonna get to the point. I'm sorry, I really am. And-and I missed you. You don't even know-"

" Oh, I don't know? Jack, are you even hearing yourself right now? You left saying you were going to get bored, not me. I spent countless nights crying because of you. You don't get to play the 'I missed you' card here!" There were tears in your eyes, some already teasing you on their way down your cheeks, others blinding your vision with the salty liquid.

" I know, but-"

" Jack, just stop it. You made it clear that day, I don't want to hear it again." And just like the day you read his message, it was starting to get hard to breathe. Your face was flushed, leg bouncing as you tried to take deep breaths.

He noticed right away, pulling you closer to his chest, making you lay there. Your shoulders were shaking, loud sobs escaping your lips.

" Shhh. Remember that ring I made for you back in highschool? What did it say?"

" Forever and always, you and me."

" Exactly-"

" But you didn't keep that promise."

" I know. I'm here now. I'm not going anywhere." His words sounded encouraging. But your broken heart pieces still lingered. One thing you knew for sure is that you couldn't trust Jack, at least not now.

[meegadeeth]

☆ 𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 - 𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅 ☆

Warnings / Includes❗️:

✩ Sex (penis in booty)

✩ Praising/degrading

✩ Hair pulling

✩ Masturbation (also masturbation denial)

✩ Jerking off

✩ Fingering

✩ Kissing/making out

✩ Biting/leaving hickeys on neck

people included/mentions; slash, duff mckagan, izzy stradlin, steven adler, axl rose

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The five band members sat around the front of the bus, trying to pass time. Everyone was hot, bored, and irritated. "How much longer?" Steven whined. "..like two hours." Izzy responded. "I swear to fucking God if you ask how much longer, one more time, I'm gonna make you eat your teeth!" Axl complained.

"Okay, chill the 'tude, Ax." Izzy raised his eyebrows at the ginger. Axl rolled his eyes. "I saw that, asshole."

"I don't care, fuck off!" Axl looked anywhere but at Izzy.

"You're difficult, you know that?" Izzy sighed, leaning back in his seat.

"Oh, please, tell me something I don't know." Axl huffed. Izzy couldn't help but smile to himself. "What's funny?" Axl asked, annoyed. "Nothing." Izzy shrugged. "Well, you're smiling, so it's something."

"Maybe, I'd tell you if you weren't being a dick." Izzy grinned when Axl flipped him off. Duff laughed at his two friends. They were obviously totally into each other; Axl has too much ego to admit it and Izzy probably doesn't want to believe his feelings.

His focus broke away from Axl and Izzy when his boyfriend, Slash, yawned and laid his head on Duff's shoulder. "You alright?" Duff asked him. "Yeah..'m just tired."

"You should go sleep in the bunks then; you don't want to hurt your back before a show." Duff suggested, putting his arm around Slash. "Yeah. I'll see you later." He said, looking at Duff with a softened expression. "Bye." Duff smiled at Slash.

"Bye." Slash kissed Duff's cheek before heading towards the bunks. "Where the fuck are you going?" Axl asked him. "Your mom's house." Slash responded before saying, "I'm gonna go sleep. You should try it after getting the stick out of your ass."

Izzy turned his head to laugh.

"Izzy!" Axl looked at him to say something. "Slash, stop!" Izzy managed while trying to hold in his laugh. "You're laughing!" Slash said back before climbing into the bunk.

"You're no help, fuckhead!" Axl crossed his arms. "I'm sorry!" Izzy said, still laughing. Axl turned his body away from Izzy, ignoring him. "Aw, come on, Ax. You know I love ya." Izzy said, trying to get Axl's attention. "Shut up.." Axl mumbled.

"There's nothing to do!" Steven huffed, sitting on the couch with Duff. "Yeah, it sucks." Duff agreed, watching his fingers pick at his ripped clothing.

"It's so fuckin' hot I'm about to go into prostitution for water and a fan." Axl complained, causing Izzy, Steven, and Duff to laugh. "What? I'm serious." He said before smiling.

Duff decided to go join Slash. "Bye, loverboy." Axl waved mockingly at Duff. "Says you." Duff rolled his eyes. "What's that supposed to mean?" Axl asked, crossing his arms. "You know exactly what I mean, future Mr. Stradlin." Duff sassed back.

Duff reached the bunks. Slash was laying on his side, his back faced Duff. He ran his hand along Slash's side, "Are you still up?" Duff whispered. "Yeah." Slash mumbled. Duff climbed into the top bunk with Slash, wrapping his arms around Slash's waist. "Why'd you come back here? It sounded like you guys were having fun." Slash asked. "I missed you." Duff mumbled, kissing Slash on the neck.

Slash smiled when he felt Duff's soft lips touch his skin, shifting his body to catch Duff in a kiss. Duff was about to stop the kiss, but Slash's hand slid under Duff's t-shirt, running up his stomach and chest. When they stopped for air, Duff smirked, "Somebody's in a good mood."

Slash was a little embarrassed by Duff's comment, but it didn't stop him. He kissed Duff again, his fingers tangling in his blonde hair. Duff finally took the memo and ran his hands over Slash's body. Slash moaned when Duff squeezed his thighs. "Wait, I thought you were tired?" Duff asked. "Just shut up and kiss me." Slash connected their mouths again.

Duff slipped his tongue into Slash's mouth, his hands rubbed Slash's thighs. Duff started to feel his pants tighten as Slash whined, finding any part of him to touch. Duff slowly got on top of Slash, hovering over the curly haired boy.

They separated and Duff kissed a trail from Slash's lips to his navel. Duff came back up and gave Slash another quick kiss before undoing his pants, fumbling them quite a bit. Once he finally got them undone he quickly slid them down his legs and tossed them off the side of the bunk, onto the floor.

He easily tossed his shirt over his head, the shirt joined the pants on the ground. Slash grabbed Duff by the hips, making him come closer. "Shit, you're so hot." Duff groaned, placing himself between Slash's thighs. Slash started taking his pants off. Duff quickly got impatient and started helping him. Slash raised his hips and Duff got them out from under him, tossing them to the floor; Slash quickly threw his shirt off.

Slash kissed Duff, wrapping his arms around his neck to make him lean down more. "Duff..please." Slash moaned, slightly grinding against Duff. "Please, what, darling?" Duff's eyes were completely full of lust.

"Touch me." Slash held back a whine, not wanting to feel too pathetic in the moment. Duff pulled Slash's boxers off and took Slash's penis into his hand. He tilted his head back, groaning, as Duff slowly stroked him.

Duff observed Slash's facial expressions as he did so. After a couple of minutes, his eyebrows were raised, eyes closed, mouth parted, and he was bucking his hips into Duff's large hand. He ran his thumb over the slit, bathing in Slash's moans.

"Fuck..Duff.." Slash bit his hand, attempting to keep himself quiet. "Be good and keep your hips down." Duff said, looking Slash in the eyes. Slash calmed down and relaxed, taking a breath. Duff started stroking him again, slowly. He loved watching Slash's chest rise and fall multiple times.

Suddenly, Duff's strokes quickly got faster, making Slash's hips buck again; It felt too good and he couldn't help himself. Duff impatiently stopped stroking Slash, taking his hand off of his hard dick. "Duff..im sorry..please.." Slash said while trying to catch his breath.

"No. You can sit there and wait. I already told you once."

"Please? I was cl-" Duff cut him off with a kiss, "I said no, darling." Slash figured it would be better to stop talking. Duff was the sweetest person you could ever meet, but piss him off and you'll regret it, especially if he has power over you in situations like this.

Duff stopped hovering over Slash, instead sitting across from him. Duff palmed himself through his boxers, letting out low groans. Slash didn't look; it was unfair. Duff peeled his boxers off, tossing them to the side. Now, Slash was contemplating on giving Duff his full attention.

Duff started stroking his hard dick; he furrowed his eyebrows before groaning rather loudly. Slash slowly turned his head to see one of the top 10 hottest sights he's ever seen. The bandana on his forehead was slightly damp from sweat, his chest was shining with sweat, and his pretty green eyes locked with Slash's brown ones.

"Come over here." Duff demanded, trying to catch his breath. Slash crawled towards him, thinking he would get something out of it. He rolled his eyes when Duff told him what he was doing, "Suck it." Duff didn't seem to notice Slash's behavior.

Slash got on his knees before leaning down to take some of Duff into his mouth; his hands rested on Duff's thighs, propping himself up.

He ran his tongue across Duff's slit, earning some pre-cum. Duff got a fistful of Slash's dark curls and pulled him down more; Slash took the hint and put more of Duff's dick into his mouth. Duff moaned, tugging at Slash's curls, "Fuck, I love your mouth!" Slash mentally patted himself on the back.

Slash bobbed his head up and down, loving the praises falling from Duff's mouth,

"You're so fucking hot..."

"Fuck, I love you!"

"You're such a good boy for me."

"What did I do to deserve you?"

and Slash was loving every bit of it. He loved it so much that he took all of Duff's length. "Holy shit!" Duff groaned, moving Slash's hair out of his face to see him better. Duff started face fucking Slash; his mouth felt so good around the tall blonde's dick. Slash got used to his length, but knew he was still going to have a sore throat later.

Slash reached down to touch himself, only getting in a couple of strokes, before Duff noticed and grabbed his hand, interlacing their fingers. Slash rolled his eyes and earned another tug to his curls, more force being used this time; Slash moaned around Duff's length. Duff threw his head back, mouth open and sweat dripping from his forehead.

When it started feeling a little too good, Duff pulled Slash off of him. Slash sat back and caught his breath, breathing harshly. "You did so good, darling." Duff rubbed Slash's thigh. Duff pulled Slash onto him; Slash instinctively straddled him.

Duff kissed Slash, one hand in his hair and the other tracing his hole. Slash backed into his hand, wanting more. Duff slipped a finger into his hole; a startled noise, followed by a moan, came from Slash. Duff slipped his tongue into Slash's mouth, colliding with the other's tongue. Duff's finger pumped in and out of Slash. God, Slash looked so desperate; he was having the time of his life off of making out and one finger.

"You're so fuckin' pathetic. I bet you could get off with one of my fingers, just one, couldn't you, slut?" Duff said, running his finger over Slash's prostate. Slash moaned, letting his head fall onto Duff's shoulder. "Answer me!" Duff gripped Slash's hair, lifting his head back up, "Couldn't you?"

"Yes! Yes.." Slash quickly answered before begging for another finger; Duff granted his wish. Slash arched his back as Duff stretched him out, scissoring him, "Oh my God, Duff!" Drips of pre-cum fell onto Duff's thigh.

"You want another, whore?" Duff asked Slash. Slash nodded, "Yeah." He groaned as Duff's third long, slender finger entered him. He quickly pumped the fingers in and out of Slash, loving the plethora of moaning and cussing leaving the darker boy's lips. Slash savoured the feeling that Duff's fingers gave him.

"Mmm you wanna ride me?" Duff asked, kissing his neck and jawline. "Yes." Slash quickly said, eagerly; Duff smirked and removed his fingers from Slash before slightly leaning back to give Slash a little room. Slash held himself up with Duff's shoulder, slowly sinking down.

Duff grabbed his waist, holding him so he could adjust; when Slash did, he sunk down even more. If Duff told you it didn't feel good, he would be completely lying. Slash moaned as all of Duff's length filled him up. Slash adjusted for a minute, Duff rubbed circles into his hips.

Finally, Slash started to slowly ride him. Slash wanted to close his eyes so badly, but didn't, wanting to see how good of a job he's doing to Duff. Duff caught on to what he was doing and attempted to not show too much emotion; of course his face wasn't completely blank, but it didn't look very satisfied.

Slash decided to ride Duff even faster, using a specific motion that made Duff go crazy. Duff groaned and slowly threw his head back, not being able to keep the expression he thought he could.

Slash moaned as Duff's dick hit him in all the right spots. "Oh, Duff.." Slash wrapped his arms around Duff's neck and desperately kissed him. Duff ran his nails up and down Slash's sides, sending shivers down his spine. Duff brought one of his hands up to the back of Slash's neck, slightly pulling him closer.

He slipped his tongue into Slash's mouth again, feeling every inch of his mouth he could. Duff separated, attaching his mouth to Slash's neck. Slash tensed slightly when he felt Duff take his skin between his teeth, but quickly relaxed as Duff ran his hands up and down Slash's back.

Duff would move around on his neck until biting down on a spot that made Slash's back arch. Duff sucked on the skin, listening to Slash's groans and moans. Duff groaned against Slash's skin, his hot breath hitting Slash's neck. Slash's speed picked up as Duff's tip grazed over his prostate, once he found the angle again.

"Mmmh.." Duff's groan was muffled as he bit down on Slash's skin out of pure pleasure. Slash threw his head back as Duff penetrated his spot, "Oh my God..." After Duff left a good enough mark on Slash he licked the sensitive skin to soothe the agitated spot before leaning back to look up at Slash, attempting to keep the view stuck in his head.

He had hair matted to his sweaty forehead, lips parted, and his wild hair bounced as he rode. "You're doing so fucking great, Slash. You're being so good." Duff panted out, feeling the heat between the two.

Slash whined in response to the praise. God, he loved when praises fell out of Duff's sweet, angelic mouth, and past his pretty lips.

"You're so gorgeous. I don't want anyone but you. Fuck, I love you!" Duff groaned, looking at the handsome man above him. "You're pretty too, Duffy. You make me feel so different from anyone else, I love you.." Slash moaned, digging his finger's into Duff's shoulder; he didn't seem to notice.

They were in complete ecstasy, never wanting to forget the moment. Slash felt hypnotized by Duff's words, as if he was some sort of a sex slave. Duff ran his hands through Slash's sweaty curls; he wondered how Slash had enough patience to keep and take care of his long, difficult hair.

Once Duff saw the look on Slash's face he grabbed his hips and thrusted into him, after noticing he looked a little tired.

"Shit!" Slash's whole body shook as Duff slammed right into his prostate. "Right there?" Duff asked. Of course he knew, he just wanted to hear Slash's desperate voice confirm it. "Yes! Right there, Duff!" Slash moaned as Duff thrusted up into him. Slash's jaw went slack as the pleasure overtook him.

Duff's fingers dug into Slash's skin as he felt Slash pulsating around him, "Goddamn, you feel so good, baby..."

Slash felt the familiar feeling crawl up his stomach, "I'm close!" Duff pounded into Slash even harder than before, causing Slash's grip on Duff's shoulder to tighten. Duff felt close so he wrapped one of his hands around Slash's throbbing dick. He started pumping Slash to the rhythm of his thrusts.

"Duff!" Slash moaned, relishing in all the pleasure he was feeling at once. "I'm gonna cum!" Slash's whole body shook again as he curled his toes, cumming all over himself and Duff's stomach. After a couple of more thrusts Duff came inside of Slash.

Slash's body went limp, his head resting on Duff's shoulder. "Are you okay?" Duff asked while trying to catch his breath. "Mhm." Slash nodded, closing his eyes. Duff rubbed Slash's back, slowly laying him on his back so he could get up to clean them up.

Duff grabbed some tissues, cleaning up their mess. He threw on just a pair of comfortable sweatpants before going back to the bunk, "Sweetheart, do you want sweats or shorts?"

"Mmm..shorts." Slash tiredly mumbled. Duff grabbed a pair of Slash's shorts and put his feet through the holes, sliding the pair up his legs, "Can you lift your hips?" Duff asked. Slash did and Duff pulled the shorts the rest of the way up.

"Are you guys done in there yet? I need to get my cigarettes." Axl knocked on the door to the bunks. Slash covered his face in embarrassment, forgetting that there were three other people, plus the driver, on their bus. "Yeah." Duff calmly said. Axl walked in and went to his bag that was on his bed, rummaging through it until he found the pack of cigs.

"So..you two had fun, huh?" Steven teased at the doorway. "Shut up, Stevie!" Slash said, still covering his face. Duff laughed and shook his head while sitting on the edge of the bunk, next to Slash.

"Well, we know who had sex first this show. Everyone needs to give me a 20 now." Izzy said looking around. "That's not fucking fair!" Axl argued. "Yes, it is. I said I bet it's gonna be Duff, and it was."

"But that's different because it's Duff and Slash. I said by a groupie." Axl said back. "You never said by a groupie! Steven, back me up." Izzy turned to Steven. "You didn't say it had to be with a groupie, Ax." Steven said, siding with Izzy. "Whatever." Axl huffed and handed Izzy the money.

Duff, Slash, and Steven gave Izzy the fairly earned money. "You guys wanna come watch a movie?" Izzy asked the couple. "I'm takin' a nap." Slash rolled over, his back facing everyone. "I'm staying with Slash." Duff said.

"The way you two were talking to each other, it sure seemed like some type of movie." Steven commented. "Steven!" Slash threw the pillow at his head, causing Duff and Izzy to laugh. "Come on, Stevie." Izzy grabbed Steven's hand and shut the door behind them.

Duff laid down next to Slash, wrapping an arm around him. Slash shifted his body to turn around, "I love you, Duffy."

"You love my dick too." Duff smiled when he saw Slash roll his eyes, "Yeah, Yeah, shut up."

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