#otis x yn

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Brian 'Otis' Zvonecek one-shot — Peace

Words: 1.2k

Otis x Female reader

TW: the tiniest bit of angst and lots of fluff! Also: pregnancy, anxiety, mentions of panic attacks

A/N: finally dared to post this one! I really like how it ended up, but please keep in mind english is not my first language so there may be some mistakes. I wrote this one with Peace by Taylor Swift in mind, enjoy!

Taglist: @winchesterszvonecek

And you know that I'd (...) give you my wild, give you a child

Your hands were shaking as you went to grab your cup of freshly brewed tea, the chamomile smell soothing you before you could even take a sip. You did your best to focus on the way the tea tasted, and how the warmth went through your mouth and down your throat, really trying to keep yourself grounded and not give into the panic attack that you felt around the corner.

Silly panic attack. You felt the clink of your wedding band against the beige cup. Your wedding ring, of all things. You two were married, and had been for almost a full year. Turning your head, you found the fridge with all of its magnets and notes. Some were sweet and loving, both in your handwriting and his, knowing some days one left for shift without seeing the other.

“I love you”; “Stay safe”; “Come home to me” were some of the messages the both of you had left, a reminder you had someone waiting for you after your shift at the Intelligence Unit, and he had someone waiting for him after his shift at firehouse 51.

A photo from your wedding day caught your eye. You two were married. He wouldn't leave. He wouldn't step back. He had literally signed up for this. He had scribbled down his signature on a paper that was securely put away on a folder full of important documents, and he had vowed to love you until death do you part.

The door opening startled you, even when you had woken up early to talk to him. Not that you could really sleep, anxiety keeping you awake and turning and tossing in the bed sheets; the smell that came from his shirt that you were wearing doing nothing to calm down your mind.

“Baby” called Otis, as soon as he closed the door and saw you sitting down at the kitchen island. He knew something was going on. Usually, on your days off, he would just get home and find you asleep in bed, not drinking tea in the kitchen.

Immediately, he dropped his bag and his arms found your figure, pulling you into his warm embrace and stepping in between your legs, holding you to his chest as his hands caressed your back in the way only he knew how.

“Are you okay?” he asked, already knowing you weren’t, by the way you clung to him, embracing his body with your arms and legs, and let out a shaky breath against his chest. Still, he gave you the choice to not speak about what had you up on your day off, not until you were ready.

You split from his hug, knowing you wouldn't speak if you found refuge between his strong arms. “We need to talk” you said, finding his now worried brown eyes.

Otis swallowed audibly, and a neutral expression took over his face, trying to hide the fact he was terrified. Were you going to leave him? Was your marriage over? Or did it still stand a chance? Had he messed up? Forgotten a date? Forgotten your birthday? Valentine's? Anniversary? He quickly crossed those options, your anniversary was still a month away, he already had the reservations for the weekend getaway done, and your birthday had been three months ago, he had gotten you that necklace you liked. And February was still away, so there was no chance he had forgotten Valentine’s.

“I’m sorry” he blurted out, his heart shattering at the idea of letting you down, of disappointing you “I don’t know what I did, but I will make it up to you. Please don’t leave me” he was not above begging, not when it may make the difference between you staying in his life or giving up on your marriage. Not when you were the single best thing that had ever happened to him.

Your heart melted into your chest, and tears gathered in your eyes. His forced neutral expression switched into a worried one when a tear escaped your right eye, and his thumb was quick to catch it. Whatever it was, it could not be good if you were this distraught. He had seen you in some of your worst moments, and he could count on one hand the times he had witnessed such distress in your pretty eyes.

“Babe?” he called, preparing himself to beg you to talk to him if it came down to it. You were worried, and he wanted, he needed to help you out.

“I’m pregnant” you whispered, your voice so low, Otis thought he had misheard you.

“You... what?” He exhaled, trying as hard to not let his hand find your lower abdomen, since he wasn’t sure you were happy.

Sure, the two of you had discussed starting a family, but that conversation had been held ages ago, at the early stages of your relationship. He remembered you saying you wanted to have kids, and how that was a deal breaker to you; and he remembered getting home and pestering Joe about how he had found the one.

Had you not seen his small smile, you would've freaked out. But he was smiling, and his eyes were shining with tears, so that was a good sign, right?

“I’m pregnant” you repeated, louder this time, and allowing your own hand to find your nonexistent bump.

Otis let out a high pitched scream, before hugging you tightly. His arms pulled you closer and out of the kitchen stool, picking you up and spinning you around the living area, excitement washing over him. Finally, he put you down, and his hands cradled your face, whipping away any tears.

“We’re having a baby” he whispered, happiness dripping from his words, before he started peppering your face with kisses.

“We’re having a baby” you repeated, giggling at his affection, your hands now holding his biceps.

You couldn’t understand how you could’ve been that panicked, your husband wanted desperately to be a father, but only with you. Now you let yourself feel the happiness that you had put away on a cage in your heart, and the world felt more colorful than ever.

The next morning, as you untangled from your still asleep husband, you made your way to the kitchen to get some breakfast. A new note on the fridge caught your eye, and butterflies came alive in your stomach.

Last night, Otis and you had sat down and tried to guess an estimated date in which your baby would join you, a date he had scribbled down on a piece of paper before adding “Best day ever”. Next to it, a note he must've put up while you headed towards the bedroom “Get on desk duty”.

Years ago, the idea of desk duty would’ve killed you, hating the idea of being away from the action and the adrenaline it provided, but now you were beyond happy to spend your whole day at the district.

“You two were leaving without saying goodbye?” Otis’s sleepy voice called out as he walked into the kitchen. Without saying another word, he sank to his knees and kissed your abdomen “Leaving without saying goodbye to your dad is actually kind of rude. Guess your momma and I will have to teach you some manners once you’re out of there, bub” he spoke, his hands firm on your hips.

You laughed, a hand coming to caress his hair, and he looked at you with nothing but adoration and love shining in his eyes. How could you have been so worried? You would be okay. The three of you would be okay.

[daddy-issues-99]

Otis Driftwood x reader SMUT

Afab reader, degration, p in v, hair pulling, mentions of stockholm syndrome, biting, slight bdsm

500 words

Your whole body was sore with a thin layer of sweat covering your skin. Your face was buried into the sheets of the bed, tears from a mix of pain and pleasure falling onto the soft fabric.

You gripped the sheets as your capture pounded into you at a brutal pace. "Otis-" you said quietly before a receiving a sharp slap to your ass. "I said be quiet." He said sternly, continuing to roughly thrust into you.

"Or are you to stupid to remember what I said? Hm?" He asked with a cruel smile. You just moaned and gripped the sheets. "Well? You stupid or somethin'?" He asked in an annoyed voice when you didn't answer.

He roughly slapped your ass and quickly gripped your hair, pulling your head up roughly. "I asked you a damn question! Are. You. Stupid?" He asked sternly, tightly gripping your hair.

"Y-yes"

You said quietly, barely being able to think as he roughly thrusted into at a brutal pace.

"That's what I thought" he said with a smirk and let go of your hair, letting your head fall back into the sheets.

He began thrusting faster, roughly gripping your hips hard enough to hurt. He pushed your face farther into the bed, bringing his head down to yours, his hair draping over your face. "You like this don't ya? Being fucked senseless, being nothing more than a fucktoy? Hm?" He said with a cruel smirk.

"But it's not like you had a choice anyway." He said, letting out a laugh. You hated how much you loved this. The man you wished so desperately to escape from soon became the thing you craved.

He moved his head to your neck placing sloppy kisses and love bites along your skin. He left numerous hickeys and marks along your skin before finally biting down at the base of your neck. You yelped at the sudden pain, confused before quickly realizing what happened.

He pulled away with a smirk, looking down at the bite. "You're mine now, mama." He said with a smirk.

His thrusts soon became sloppy as he approached his orgasm. You weren't far behind. He moved one of his hands to your clit, you moaned into the pillow, trying to stay as quiet as possible.

After a few thrusts he came undone, roughly thrusting into you, shooting his seed deep into you, muttering curses under his breath.

You were quick to follow as he continued his assault on tour clit, letting you ride out your orgasm.

After a few final thrusts he pulled out of you and fell into the bed, pulling you on top of him. He moved your hair to reveal the bite mark on your neck. "You're mine. No one else's. Am I clear?" He asked sternly.

"Yes" you said quietly.

"That's my good girl" he said with a smirk

[yukinss]

people’s princess | yt22

pairing: yuki tsunoda x fem!horner! reader summary: in which yuki is dating the christian horner’s daughter. note: i mentioned something awhile back about a horner!reader fic … so i kinda delivered. it’s kinda short since i learned that on mobile i only get a 10 image limit 🌝 trust i will be doing the rest of my smaus on web, so future smaus will be longer! promise, cross my heart!  note 2: i started this before alphatauri changed their name … and i’m most definitely not using the visacashapprb @ in my smau. i love you, yuki, but absolutely not.

ynhorner

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ynhorner yukiroos !!

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user i didn’t know yuki and oscar were chill like that

yukitsunoda0511 i was attacked. it’s not funny to post my attack

⤷ ynhorner jerry didn’t attack you, he just wanted a hug

⤷ yukitsunoda0511 he literally attacked me

maxverstappen1 barf what is that second picture

⤷ ynhorner barf what is your face

⤷ maxverstappen1 i’m telling christian

⤷ ynhorner you’re dead to me

user i love yn and max’s friendship

gerihalliwellhorner missing you both!! ❤️

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redbullracing looking forward to seeing you in the OUR garage again

⤷ alphataurif1 um you mean OUR garage

⤷ ynhorner the girls a fighting 🫢

pierregasly barf gross nasty

⤷ ynhorner this is why i like kika more than you

⤷ francisa.cgomes i love you too 🫶🫶🫶

yukitsunoda0511

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yukitsunoda0511 family dinner 🍽️

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gerihalliwellhorner it was lovely having you, yuki!! we have to do this again soon!

⤷ yukitsunoda0511 thank you for having me, geri! checking my schedule as we speak!

user yuki tsunoda and ginger spice, the duo i didn’t know i need

pierregasly my place next 😁

ynhorner idk whose dog is in the third pic … she was very sweet though

⤷ yukitsunoda0511 i heard something about petsitting for a friend

user OTIS

christianhorner not very family friendly pg clean on the third slide

⤷ ynhorner don’t you have ears to clean, old man?

⤷ christianhorner you’re no longer welcomed in the red bull

garage

⤷ alphataurif1 WE WON ‼️‼️

maxverstappen1 i don’t remember getting an invite to family dinner 🌝

user the fact that max didn’t get invited is crazy to me

redbullracing stealing our team principal i see …

user THE EAR WAX COMMENT FROM YN IJBOL

user yuki with his in laws, we love to see it

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alphataurif1 thx for banning yn from your garage redbullracing, she’s ours now 🥰

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ynusername i love you alphataurif1 admin <33

⤷ alphataurif1 I LOVE YOU TOO YN !!!! <3333

yukitsunoda0511 i could get used to this

user THE CAPTION

maxverstappen1 please keep her, i don’t want her in the garage anymore

⤷ ynhorner this is why you weren’t invited to family dinner

redbullracing WE didn’t ban her, boss man did (we will be getting her back)

user i love seeing alphatauri and red bull fight over yn, because i would too

user yn is the face of alphatauri (trust)

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ynhorner BOYFI APPRECIATED POST !!

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yukitsunoda0511 i love you to the moon and saturn

⤷ ynhorner yuki :( i love YOU to the moon and saturn!

user MOTHER AND FATHER

liamlawson30 he’s got a little something on his face

⤷ yukitsunoda0511 blocked. reported.

user the boyfriend effect looks good on him

danielricciardo my fav couple 🫶

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user they make me sick (in the most loving way possible)

maxverstappen1 you guys are cute i guess

⤷ ynhorner i know! tell kelly i’m looking forward to seeing her in the paddock this weekend 😁

⤷ maxverstappen1 👍

user yuki is so lucky …

nyckdevries scooter race rematch when?

⤷ yukitsunoda0511 rematch?? there was a scooter race??

⤷ ynhorner you were busy with car stuff, so nyck and i

decided to race scooters on the trace 😁

user WHEN IS IT MY TURN

user idc what anyone says, i love nyck and yn’s little friendship

⤷ user no fr it feels like it came out of nowhere, but it works

[hutchersonsgurl]

Somethin about you Shane Walsh x reader

Paring yn greene with shane walsh

Synopsis you and Shane were together before the world fell and now you are meeting again when it ended. So now that the world has fallen you do everything in your power to protect your daughter

Special thanks to my bb @taylormarieee

⚠️ warnings blood smut 18+ graphic violence MDNI.

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🥀Shane was the type of person where you can look at him and he'll either break your heart or fulfill it. You were one of those people who tried to guess. And believe it or not, the guess you made was completely wrong. He fulfilled your life with love. He didn't break it until later. Now the end of the world has happened and you could only imagine if he's either alive or one of these brain-dead zombies. 🥀

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You were outside milking the cows when your dad came outside to tell you that your daughter Faith had woken up you walk into the house as you pick Faith up you hear screaming coming from outside you walk outside the front door to see two people you never thought you'd see again

"Rick? Carl? Oh my God what happened?" you ask

"He's been shot, please help us," Rick says shaking

You don't even see who's running in the background you tell your dad to help Carl

You gave Faith to Beth to watch her as you helped your dad get Carl stable you walked Rick out of the room to go sit down

*Maggie goes out to find lori to bring her to the farm*

"Here you go," you say as you hand Rick something to drink

As you stand up you see Shane standing in the doorway

"Holy sh--------" Shane says as he sees you

You walk away to go check on Maggie Beth and your daughter

You hear Shane and Rick talking as you walk into your bedroom

You pick up Faith from the bed and you walk out to see what is going on in the living room Otis your dad and Rick are talking

"What's going on? "You ask

"I need a respirator to be able to do surgery on Carl "your dad says

"What do we do? "You ask

The old high school they should have supplies there Otis says

"Well I said leave the rest to me is it to late to take that back?" Shane says jokingly

I'll go with you I know my way around you otis says

"Are you sure?" Shane asks

"We can talk about this till the sun comes up or we can get it done right quick" Otis says

"I'd take right quick" Shane says

"I'm coming with you two" you say going to your room for your stuff

"Honey why won't you let the boys handle it" your dad says

"No dad they'll need back up and like momma always said never let a man do a female's job" you said

You walk over to maggie who's holding Faith "mommy is gonna be right back I'm gonna help some friends okay?" You say as you give your daughter a kiss on the cheek

You give your dad a kiss on the cheek and hug him as you turn around you see shane staring at Faith like he knows something

I can't thank y'all enough rick says

No problem rick you know I always have your and Carl's back

"Honestly yn you really don't have to go "lori say as she comes up behind rick

"I got this lori and If you could help keep an on faith that would be great " you say

"Of course lori says as she hugs you"

The three of you head outside and get into the truck

"Are you sure about this?" Shane asks

"Of course I am I ain't no damsel in destress" you say as you roll your eyes

"You two know each other? "Otis asks

"Yeah this is my ex boyfriend remember"? You ask

"Oh the dude who couldn't keep it in his pan- oops sorry" Otis says as he continues to drive

"You know something about you seems different yn" Shane says

"What's different besides the fact I ain't waiting on you to change" you respond back

The rest of the drive was quiet until you guys reached the high school

You open the door to get out grabbing your knife from your back pocket

"Yn you really should stay behind us" Shane says

"I'm good I can handle myself thank you" you say

"You really are your mother's daughter "Otis says

As you start to walk towards the back door you notice that there's two walkers hanging by the door

"Yn wai---" Shane says as he cuts off to chase after you

You walk up to one of the walkers and kick one in the knee and and stab it in the back of the head same with the other one

"Holy shit you took down two walkers "Shane says in shock

"Told you I can handle myself" you say as you walk into the school

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Part 2 coming soon

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Lemme know what y'all think

[themultifandomgal]

Matt Casey- Fight For Us Pt4

Since this whole thing with Matt and Voight I've been getting really nervous, nervous for Ella and I

"Antonio's going to help us"

"Matt I don't think your understanding. The house isn't safe for Ella. Look Matt I love you but until this blows over we're going to stay with Gabby" I say as I'm packing Ella's bag

"YN you can't leave. We're good again and now your taking my daughter"

"Im not taking her away Matt. We're not splitting up, but I'm scared that one of us is going to get hurt. Voight pulled me over saying I ran a stop sign which I didn't, Ella was in the car Matt. It was a threat. I just need to know Ella's safe"

"I know. I know. Im sorry. I promise this will be over" Matt pulls me into him kissing my forehead

"Im just so scared"

"So you and Matt are on a break?"

"No. It's just with all of this Voight stuff. Im just scared Kelly. What if Ella gets hurt because of this"

"Do you want Matt to retract his statement"

"No. It's to late to do that anyway" my phone rings, but I don't recognise the number straight away

"Hello? What? Oh god.....yeah I'll be there in 10"

"Who was that?" Kelly asks

"The hospital. Matts been hurt. Can you watch Ella for me?" I whisper so Ella doesn't hear

"Sure"

"Thanks" I get up off the couch and walk over to Ella who's sat on the floor playing with some toy cars

"Hey Ella. Momma has to pop out for a little bit, but uncle Kelly is going to look after you. Ok?"

"Ok momma, but where are you going?"

"I just need to go and see someone. I won't be long" I kiss her on the head before leaving Kelly's and driving to the hospital.

"There's no cracked ribs. You're next in line

for the CT scam" Dr Thomas walks in with the X-ray results while I stand with Antoni nervously biting my nails "can you sit up for me?"

"Yeah" Matt groans. I can see the bruise on his side already forming

"I need you to take some deep breaths, okay?" I look out if the window and see Herrmann, Otis, Mouch and my dad. Dad walks in and over to me giving me a hug

"Wheres Ella?"

"With Kelly" I tell him

"Sounds clear that's good"

"Thanks Hallie" I give her a small smile

"Just doing my job. You can lay back now Matt" Hallie helps Matt to lie down

"Casey, how are you?" Dad asks

"Sore"

"So no faces on this guys? Markings? Anything distinguishable?" Antonio asks

"One of them had a tattoo. Forearm. Left... oh god maybe right" Matt starts to get upset. I take his hand in mine and give it a squeeze

"Antonio maybe come back a little later" I tell him

"Alright. Rest for a few"

"This was Voight wasn't it?" I ask looking at Matt "not him directly, but he orchestrated this"

"Matt. Believe ne, I know what you're going through and I know what youre thinking. But we are gonna figure out how to do this the right way. You've got a daughter and a wife so don't you dare do anything to land yourself in jail. Do you hear me?"

"Yeah" dad walks out to talk more to Antonio while I stay in the room with Matt

"I can't sit back and take it"

"I know but he wants you to be the bad guy. He wants you do make a bad move and then pin something else on you. Babe I don't want to lose you so please for me, for Ella just let Antonio deal with this"

"I think you were right to move out with Ella for now. Keep her safe"

"I love you Matt. Just be careful"

"I will. I love you too"

"Momma when can I see daddy?" Ella asks as I place some food in front of her. I look at Kelly for some support but I don't get any help off him

"Errm soon"

"Are you and daddy mad at each other again? Like when uncle Andy died. Like uncle Kelly is mad at daddy?"

"No baby. We're not mad at each other. Promise"

"Then why are we living here not at home?"

"Because...."

"Because the bath is leaking and you missy need to have warm baths"

"Then why isn't daddy here?"

"Wow your asking a lot of questions tonight Ella.  Daddy has lots of paper work to do and doesn't want to keep you or momma awake. It will be over soon"

"Ok" Ella carries on eating her dinner like nothings wrong

"Thank you" I quietly say "I just don't know what to tell her"

"It's ok. Things will be ok YN" Kelly gives me a little hug

"I just want thinks your be ok again. I want us to feel safe again"

"I know"

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[cruel-summerxy]

fresh fruit for the summer // otis milburn x reader smut

summary: y/n moved with her grandpa for the summer, she meets a boy who catches her eye and things get heated.

word count: 3247

warning: smut 

tagged: @ruefulposts @langdonzvoid @octobeers @eiresworld @serenityxyoongi @denisseziga @bbhanii @zoeyswriting @alionundermyskin @moonlightchalamet @thegirlwiththeimpala @8-bitllunar 

y/n was embarrassed, real embarrassed. otis and eric invited her out, but that wasn't the problem. the problem was that they were out in the city and they decided to ride bikes. 

here's the thing, y/n didn't know how to ride one. yeah it's a basic thing she should have learned, but she missed out. her parents were always busy and as an only child it left her no choice but to not learn.

"come on y/n. we don't have all day, do you want to get lunch or not?" eric asked annoyed.

"yeah, but…."

. .. …

all types of fruits and veggies surrounded her; from apricots to zucchinis. y/n enjoyed working at her grandfather's little stand. during the summer she always headed off and helped out, it was better than staying at home with nothing to do.

that's how she met eric and otis, through her grandfather's stand. at first she'd treat them like normal customers, but they caught her attention. eric was obviously way more up front;  and otis, oh poor otis. he would stutter and blush whenever y/n talked to him. 

"hey there," a soft voice cracked. she looked up and noticed to boys.

"well, how much food do you two eat? it's your third time this week," y/n teased.

"well otis here loves kiwis."

the smaller boy furrowed his eyebrows in annoyance and embarrassment. 

"so that's your name, different. and what's yours?"

"eric, not very different though. at least not compared to this one. I do have a 'C' in my name, but no 'K'." 

"good to know," y/n turned to otis, "i'm guessing you have no 'K' in yours either?"

otis smiled and shook his head.

"so do you work here all the time?" eric wondered.

"only during breaks. summer's here so you're stuck with me for a long time," y/n smiled.

"you don't live here?" otis asked.

"nope, i'm with my grandfather at the moment."

"ohh you're from america aren't ya?" eric asked excitedly. y/n smiled at his enthusiasm, he always seemed to be excited.

"yup, i'm from america. I gotta say though, it's pretty cool here."

"is it though?" otis mumbled.

"yes. you guys are way nicer," she confessed. both of the boys agreed. 

"you've got any friends?" eric asked.

otis bumped into him, "eric, that's none of our business."

"oh it's fine," y/n laughed, "I currently have no friends."

eric's eyes widened. he had been telling otis that they needed more friends, especially since him and maeve hung out a lot.

"well then it's settled me and otis will be your mates" 

"are you sure? I could be a serial killer," y/n teased. 

"even better! you could put me out of my misery." 

y/n laughed, she liked how eric and her could just exchange jokes like that. she was happy that they had decided to actually talk to her this time around.

"what do you think otis? you want to be my friend?" y/n questioned the quite boy. his check began to resemble a tomato, making y/n laugh.

"yeah, fine by me." otis uttered. 

"when's your next day of y/n?" eric wondered. otis parted and began to look around the stand, paying no attention to their new friend. 

"tuesday, why?" she asked as an elderly couple approached.

"just wanna take you out. it's so hot, do you not have a fan?" eric fanned himself. 

"it is," otis intervened. 

"not really, where I'm from it gets to 100 degrees."

the boys looked at her confused. 

"fahrenheit, my bad."

"americans, am I right?" eric asked to no one in particular. 

"I've got to meet up with maeve," otis said.

y/n rang them and they were in their way. she smiled, finally some people her age.

. ..

"you've got to be kidding me eric. i've got better things than hanging out with the american whose only here for the summer." otis said annoyed. 

eric rolled his eyes, "okay that's a lie and you know it. either way, y/n, that's her name otis, needs friends. how would you feel if didn't have any?"

"well…"

"exactly. it's nice to have a friend, plus I've seen you look at her, you thinks she's pretty."

otis rolled his and stayed quiet. there was no use in arguing with his friend. 

they got on a bus, making their way to a certain fruit and vegetable stand. its was tuesday and eric has planned a trip to the city, he wanted to show her around.

"she's nice," eric said after a while. 

"she seems like it," otis replied. he wasn't really paying attention though, he was probably texting maeve.

"come on mate," eric huffed, "she'll be fine without you for a day."

eric took otis's phone, surprisingly otis didn't fight back.

"you didn't even tell her we were taking her out, she's not going to be there. we don't have her number," otis grumbled.

"I told her, you were literally there." eric disclosed. otis remained quiet.

. ..

"come on y/n. we don't have all day, do you want to get lunch or not?" 

"yeah, but…."

"you okay?" otis asked worriedly. 

"I don't know how to ride a bike…" she revealed sheepishly.

eric gave her a look, as if saying "are you serious?" he proceeded to burst out laughing. 

"eric, don't be a prick." otis scolded.

"she's 17 and doesn't know how to ride a bloody bike. I'm telling you, americans are something else."

"it's an american thing, it's a me thing," y/n laughed. 

"if it makes you feel any better, eric didn't learn until two summers ago." otis informed.

"oh wow. your one to talk the eric." y/n teased.

"hey, I learned… and so are you." eric said smiling. 

"she's is?" otis asked.

"I am?" you said at the same time. 

"yes, but first were eating. I don't want to faint in this heat."

the three of them head to a cafe nearby. along the way eric would something out and otis would follow with a cool fact. it was a good dynamic, y/n felt good. 

"y'know you not knowing how to ride a bike is saving us some money. we might be able to afford a dessert now." eric said.

. .

"this is delicious! ten out of ten would recommend." y/n said happily. 

"I told you," eric spoke.

"it was alright, next time we should go to another one." otis commented.

y/n smiled at his comment. she now knew that otis wanted to hang out again.

"oh whatever," eric rolled his eyes.

"what I'm just saying! the other place has fresh fruit, wouldn't that be better for summer y/n?" 

"I have to agree, the fruit could've been better." 

"oh what do you two know?"

"y/n literally sells fruit, I think she knows a thing or two." otis scoffed.

"yeah eric, come one." she added to the conversation. otis and y/n continued to push eric's buttons. the pair interchanging jokes and taking turns.

. ..

"why are we going back home? I thought we were showing y/n around." otis huffed.

"we have got something more important to do," eric said seriously, "we've got to teach y/n how to ride a bike."

"nope. that's a no for me," y/n quickly stepped into the conversation.

they took a seat, the bus engine began and they headed back into town. 

"why?" eric groaned.

"because back home my friends tried and I sprained my wrist, thats why." y/n explained.

otis snorted, trying to hold in a laugh. eric didn't care and full on laughed, tears welding his eyes. 

"oh shut up, both of you."

"are your serious?" otis asked. y/n snorted and nodded, otis laughed. 

she bit her lip and nodded, "everytime I pop my wrists they hurt."

"wait you pop your wrists even though it hurts? just don't pop them dummy!" eric intervened.

.                                      ...

                  .. 

"this is a mistake. if my grandpa were to see this he'd be flipping shit!" 

"oi well good thing he's not here y/n," eric rolled his eyes.

y/n tightened her helmet. how on earth was she letting them do this to her? hadn't she learned her lesson past time?

"I really don't want to do this!" y/n complained. 

otis snorted, "then get off y/n."

"hey, stop it otis! she had to learn!"

y/n got off the bike, decide that enough was enough. the two boys looked at her.

"I'd live to learn to learn the whole riding a bike thing but I'm late for a thing. see y'all later!" y/n shouted.

"y'all? we're in fucking europe and you say y'all!" eric shouted back.

. ..

"sorry I'm late! I didn't realize how fast time passed!" 

"it's okay darling," her grandpa smiled. He pointed to the door, y/n completely confused. She quickly remembered that they were supposed to go to her aunt's house. 

"well at least they live down two streets."

"is walking so hard now?" her grandpa teased. 

they chattered as they walked down the street. they were on the driveway when her aunt came out, looking just so excited.

"y/n! I'm so happy you're here! it's been so long!" her aunt pushed her into a hug.

"it's been a week aunt!" she laughed.

"well come on in!" the over-excited aunt motioned. y/n quickly entered the home, her grandpa right behind. y/n let out a sigh as she felt the cool air hit her skin.

"hello," y/n greeted her uncle. he smiled politely, he wasn't one for hugs.

they all sat in the kitchen, talking about random things. y/n's gaze never left her aunt though. she could tell that her highlight of the week was whenever she and grandpa visited and that made y/n sad. 

"well we should eat, I don't want the food to go cold!" her aunt clapped her hands. 

y/n was still full, but anything for her aunt. they had seen each other about five times, but she was just so nice and cool. 

"adam! come downstairs!" her uncle shouted. knowing adam, he would not come down at all.

"I'll go get him," y/n volunteered. her aunt gave her a thanks and y/n went up. she entered the hallway and stared at the photo that were hung up. from the outside the family looked perfect.

she came to the door and called her cousin's name out. no response was given so she decided to open the door.

"fuck me, fuck me." 

y/n's mouth widened. she was met with moans and adam with his hand doing a repeated motion.

"oh my god. is that gay porn?" y/n whispered.

adam's head snapped her way, quickly covering himself. 

"what the fuck are you doing here?" he shrieked. 

her cheeks became red. she should have been running off but she couldn't, her legs would not move!  she didn't answer his answer and ran off.

"you okay?" her grandpa asked.

"I- yeah. I just forgot that some people were coming over to give me something back. I should get going!" y/n stuttered. she could not risk seeing adam again. 

"ohh that's okay. just come by tomorrow yn," her aunt smiled.

she wasted no time and she was off. 

.                                .

               .

she sighed in pleasure. finally, a moment with silence. the stand had been busy the entire day, eric had also came by and boy did that boy know how to talk. 

y/n took off her shoes and sat on the couch. she was about to turn on the tv when someone knocked.

" 'm going," y/n huffed.

otis came into view. he looked, distressed? she quickly let him in, not really knowing how he knew where she lived.

"what's wrong otis?" 

he didn't answer and just paced around the living room, his lip between his teeth. 

"y/n am I ugly? do I have a bad personality?" otis asked desperate.

"no? you're far from being ugly, why? not to be rude or anything but you come to my house and ask that, why?"

"it's just maeve seems to not like me! I've tried everything!" otis uttered.

"I… let's go upstairs, my grandpa is almost home." 

otis agreed and followed her. she was surprised he had tried "everything" with that girl maeve. otis didn't strike her as one to tell his crush how he feels.

otis sat on her bed dramatically. 

"why does no one like me?" he said out loud to no one in particular. 

the whole thing really broke her heart. from what she could tell, otis really like maeve.

"alot of girl like you otis."

"ha, name one y/n." he snapped.

"well that's not really fair. I only know miss reid and I'm like eighty percent sure that she's married."

otis did not laugh.

"okay, come here." she patted to the other side of the bed. he followed instructions. y/n  strattled him, placing her hands on his shoulders.

"what are you doing?" he coughed. his cheeks were completely red. 

"I like you otis."

she placed her lips on his, giving him a small kiss. surprisingly, otis reciprocated. they're lips moved in sync. y/n decided to take it a step further and lightly bit his lip.

his hand was now on y/n's waist, it felt good. she kissed back, harder. otis slowly put his hand on her ass, making her smile.

she pushed him down and climbed on top of him. it was getting harder to breath but they couldn't pull away. she stealthily moved his hips against otis, causing him to moan.

her name escaped otis' lips. his dick began to harden, her movement feeling magical. he continued kissing her. 

y/n reached to touch his hair, pulling on it lightly. she needed him, her pussy becoming wet with each kiss. the electricity that rushed in her veins was too much, y/n needed him.

"I want you, I need to be in you." otis moaned in between her kiss. she moaned, she liked that he was being so directive. 

they quickly discarded their jeans. she removed her shirt, her breasts coming into view. y/n quickly took off her bra, her boobs in front if otis. he emitted a moan, he had no idea that this was what they'd be doing when he had made his way to her house.

"you want me otis? you want my wet pussy, you want to fuck me?" y/n whispered into his ear. chills press throughout his body. somehow his dick became harder, it rested on his stomach. she looked down and noticed the precum, she like her lips.

"please y/n. I need you…" His chest was heaving, and he was red. otis's dick needed the attention. 

y/n decided to go on, she took off her panties in a slow manner. her pussy came into otis's sight, he could see how wet she was, she was dripping. otis was holding in a moan.

she placed herself on top of the boy, moaned at the pure sight of his dick being near her. he was at a normal length, enough for her pussy to take in. 

"you ready?" 

otis moaned in response, y/n laughed. she wrapped her hand around otis's shaft causing him to moan right away. she gave it a few tugs, each time making otis moan loudly.

she removed her hand, otis whimpering right away. he needed some type of relief. 

"I've got you otis. you're gonna feel so good right now."

she eagerly lifted herself down. the tip of otis cock touched her body and moans were released. she slowly pushed herself onto him, his dick pulsing inside her.

otis laid his hand on y/n's waist, gripping it and leaving a red color. otis's length hit her perfectly. she bottomed out, he missed the warmth already. 

his member entered once again, her fold taking all of him in again. otis sneered something else though. He quickly flipped her. she was now laying and he in top.

"I need you," he moaned quietly into her neck. his dick entered, y/n rolled her eyes in absolute bliss. otis picked up the pace, he was well concentrated. it caught him off guard, he somehow knew what to do (he thanked all the porn he had watched for research)

y/n moaned loudly, her nails scratching otis's back. her hips began to meet otis in the middle.

"need to touch my tits. please," she whimpered. otis complied and pinched them, y/n responded right away.  he began kissing her neck, creeping his way to her breasts; he kisses bith and then began sucking on her left one.

"your cock feels so good in me otis! fuck!" y/n cursed. she could feel his balls hitting her was, she moaned at the feeling. 

otis could feel his orgasm coming up. his eyes went to her cunt, he could see her beautiful pussy and her juices. he changed his position, his hips now rubbing her clit. y/n let out a moan causing otis go faster. 

the sensation left y/n without breath. his cock was hitting her perfectly. her clit was continuously being rubbed with each thurst.

"I'm gonna come." otis huffed. he removed himself from y/n, tugging on his member.

"me too, oh god!" y/n groaned in pleasure. as if on cue they both came at the same time. y/n fell onto otis, breathing heavily. otis remained there, his eyes closed with exhaustion. 

"listen here you little sh- ohh my god! did you and otis just fuck!"

they both look at the door and see adam. neither otis nor y/n say anything. how had y/n forgotten to lock her door?

suddenly she took in what was happening. 

"get out you dumbass!" y/n screeched. she got the book in her nightstand and threw it at the moron in front of her.

"ahh- I'm going sheesh!" adam whined. 

"how… why is he here? how do you know him?" otis whispered.

"he's my cousin," y/n explained. 

otis stood up abruptly, scaring y/n. he quickly located his clothes and began to put them on.

"what are you doing?"

"I'm leaving. adam will kill me." he stuttered. 

y/n wrapped herself in a blanket and got up. 

"he's not going to do anything. he doesn't care. if you really think about, were barely even related. I've only met the guy like twice."

otis rolled on his jeans, barely even listening to y/n. he was clearly still on panic mode.

"otis, he left! his car isn't even here anymore!" y/n groaned.

only then otis stopped. he was clearly still shaken up. he had just lost his virginity and the first person he sees is adam bursting through the door.

"wait, you've only met him twice but he came in here threatening you?" otis pondered.

"I might have or might have not caught him watching porn and proceeded to run out." she said between her teeth. y/n was really trying not to relive those horrible, horrible moments. 

"but-"

"he clearly didn't want me to tell others. let's stop talking about it! the last thing I want to talk about is my cousin fucking jerking off!" y/n shouted embarrassed. 

part 2??

[dilfbkg]

hELP MEE find this fic gamer jungkook x popular yn

and he was a gamer college boy and she was super popular short skirt and at the beginning he found her so annoying and she had a crush on him and she called his dick small first time they spoke and then they get together later and drama with her mum not liking him and it was like three parts THEY WENT ON SOME CSMPONG TRIP there was her new half/step sister there they broke up at one point and her mum makes her take economics classes SOMEONE HELP MEEEEE FIND THIS FIC I WANT TO READ IT AGAIN

sex Ed otis and ruby made me think of them 😔😔😔😔

[daddyjugheadjoneschokeme]

Can HE keep up?

Pairing: Asra x reader, Shawn x reader

DO NOT PLAGIARIZE MY WORK.

Summary: When past love and present love come across, who will your heart choose?

Warnings: Bad words, implied smut

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DISCLAIMER: I only own the story.

Asa and I were standing in my old room, while I trying to put my anger aside, Asa was trying to get his shit together. He kept pacing around, his eyes looking anywhere and everywhere, and his breathing was heavy, oh my poor boy.

"Oh my god Asa, babe you need to calm down, you are going to have a heart attack if you keep going like this."

"What is he doing here?"

"Who?" God please, don't bring this up.

"Shawn. I don't even know why you broke up with him in the first place." He looked down at his feet, I could feel him becoming insecure.

"Shawn's mind was somewhere else, his priorities were so different from mine, and in the end, we decided to part ways. And weirdly, while I decided to kick him out of my life my parents didn't want him out of theirs."

"So basically your parents still like him because they think he's amazing and want you to be with him."

"No, no! Look, Shawn's a musician and well, it reminds my dad of his old days when he had a band, and his natural charisma just makes my mom's knees grow weak."

"Yeah well, what I'm provoking on your parents is shame and embarrassment when they know I played a sixteen-year-old who can't masturbate and has a boner when a girl touches his eyebrows." He rolled his eyes looking defeated.

"Hey! Don't you dare insult Otis Milburn, it made me fall in love with you even more."

"Are you serious?"

"Honey, you learned ALL the good stuff you do now from that show."

"What?" He looks puzzled for a second until realization hit him. "Oh wow, really? Did you like that?"

"Mmhm." I giggled while putting my arms around his neck and giving him a peck.

"I still don't understand how that is going to help me get along with your parents."

"I just thought you needed a little more confidence. Besides, I don't care if they like you or not, at the end of the night I'm taking you home."

He fake gasps, " Oh really? And what do plan doing to me when we get home?"

"I have a few ideas." Just as I was going to throw myself at him, the door was opened interrupting us.

Of

Fucking

Course

Shawn.

"Your dad is about to cut his birthday cake, you should probably go downstairs." His eyes were like daggers, and an evil smirk covered his face. Asshole. "By the way, I haven't been in this room for so long, god the memories still remain. YN do you remember the first time I made love to you in this exact place? God, weren't you just beautiful?"

"Yeah, we had to have sex here because you were so broke you couldn't even afford a fucking decent hotel bedroom. Common Asa." I took his hand and made my way to the garden, I had only gotten Asa out his anxiety and now this jerk shows up.

I could see my mom putting the candles in the cake while a bunch of my aunts was around her, great more judges.

"Mom?"

"Oh, sweetie! I'm so glad you could make it!" She gave me a big hug, yes, she smelled like scotch already. "And oh god, who's this gentleman?"

"Mom, this is..."

Asa took her hand and his the back of it "I'm Asa, Asa Butterfield, your daughter's fiance." Pulling out his best and well pronounced British English.

"Well, aren't you charming." My mom's giggled confirmed it, she was delighted. She turned around to chit chat with the rest of my family. While I couldn't really process what had just happened.

"Asa..."

"What? Two can play this game. He might be your ex and your family might like him, but oh baby, I'm going to make them love me." I could see the determination in his face, he took a bottle of beer and chugged it down. "I hope he can keep up because I'm not planning to lose."

He took my hand and dragged him around introducing himself to my relatives.

This night was, indeed, going to be interesting.

[daddy-issues-99]

Fanfic Material List!!!

(Some of these are from when I just started writing so if they're cringy I'm so sorry 🫣)

Transformers

Horror

Marvel

Star Wars

DC

Harry Potter

LOTR/TH

John Wick

TMNT

Call Of Duty

Other:

Goodnight Robicheaux x f!reader smut

Jack In The Box x f!reader Fluff

1993 Three Musketeer's: What would they be like in a relationship?

Possessed Indiana Jones x f!reader

Zak Bagans with a ghost s/o Fluff

Mothman x GN reader

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