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thegettingbyp2 · 9 months ago

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The amount of times I've reread this is insane!! One of my favourites 😍 ❤️

Insomniac

Word Count : 1.8k Summary : Five has trouble sleeping and when he does sleep it's anything but peaceful. After a nightmare he craves your touch to remind him you're okay. Warnings/Tags : Talk of nightmares, insomnia, smut, piv, cursing, allusions to violence, use of y/n, Aged up!Five

Happy Valentine’s Day <3

Whether or not Five wanted to admit it he was an insomniac. Blame it on his heightened survival instincts from the apocalypse, or the commission. Whenever it was time to relax and go to sleep, Five felt more wired than ever. Which led to you normally finding him in the strangest positions when he finally crashed. Whether that be hunched over the kitchen table, cold coffee in a mug next to him. Sometimes you’d find him slouched in a chair, a blanket draped over him by one of his brothers. Your favorite was when you’d be watching a movie together, his eyes slowly closing, he’d mumble something along the lines of, ‘just resting his eyes for a second’ before he’d be snoring on your shoulder. A sure sign that he was still an old man in a young man’s body.

It’s not like he didn’t try to sleep. Every night you’d both climb into bed, you’d lay your head on his chest, the soft beat of his heart lulling you to sleep. He’d lay awake, his mind constantly churning. He’d gotten so desperate at one point he’d tried to follow the meditation video Klaus had lent him. Although listening to some lady stoned out of her mind telling him to breathe deep only agitated him further.

On the nights where Five did fall asleep it was anything but peaceful.

Five screamed, waking you up as you all but jumped out of your skin. Five sat up in bed, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his breathing erratic. You sat up, the sheet pooling around your waist.

“Five?” You whispered your hand lightly grazing his back. He jumped, turning to you like a cornered animal. His lips pulled back in a snarl, wide eyes glaring at you. “Hey,” You pulled back watching the gears turn behind his eyes, guilt washing over him as he realized you weren’t a threat. “Hey it’s ok, you’re ok.” He leaned forward resting his head on your shoulder as you wrapped your arms around him. His heart was beating like a small animal against your chest.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He mumbled, his head resting in the crook of your neck. Hot tears wetting your collarbone.

“It’s ok, it’s ok.” You soothed, your hand traveling up to his head. You ran your fingers through hair, lightly scratching his scalp. He let out a shuddering breath, loosening his grip around your waist. “Do you want some tea?” You asked, you had been trying to help him kick his coffee addiction.

“Coffee.” He mumbled, sighing into your neck.

“Ok, let’s get some coffee.” You said peeling the sheets off the two of you. He sat up, swinging his legs off the side of the bed. You grabbed your robe off the floor, wrapping it around your body. Five stood by your bedroom door, bleary eyed. You took his hand leading him down the stairs to the kitchen. You looked at the clock as you passed the oven, 2:35. You internally sighed slipping your hand out of Five’s grasp. He pulled out a chair, grimacing as it scraped across the tile floor. You walked over to your new Keurig, Five’s birthday present. You popped one of the pods in before shutting the lid. You walked over to the kitchen cupboards, pulling out a mug and setting it in the Keurig. The smell of coffee filled the air as Five got up from his seat. He walked up behind you, resting his head on your shoulder. His arms wrapping tightly around your waist, pulling you back against his chest.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You asked, reaching up to wrap your hand around his neck. You had both been trying to be more open about your pasts. Which meant having these uncomfortable conversations.

“Just-” He sighed, “Just stay with me for a minute, dearest.” You nodded slightly swaying as you both stood in the kitchen. Five loosened his grip around your waist, reaching past you to pick up his coffee cup. You leaned against the counter, pulling your robe closer around your body. He held the mug in one of his hands, leaning his head back against the cupboard cabinet. He let out a sigh before taking a sip of his coffee. “You’re staring.” He mused, turning to look at you.

“I’m just-” You sighed, shrugging your shoulders, “I’m worried about you.”

“Don’t be.” He said with a tight lipped smile. You raised your eyebrows, crossing your arms.

“I know you better than that.” You said a small smile pulling at your lips as you shook your head.

“Then you know what it was about.” He huffed, bringing the mug to his lips.

“A or c?” You asked, looking down at your feet. You had invented a code between the two of you, A for apocalypse and C for commission. While you couldn’t relate to being stuck in a post apocalyptic world, you were all too familiar with the inner workings of the commission. The killings you both carried out plagued your dreams as well. Your hands had been stained long ago.

“C.” He answered. The commission. Well that narrowed it down.

“Real or not real?” He hesitated, sneaking a glimpse toward you before raising his gaze toward the ceiling.

“Not real.” He said before clearing his throat. You walked over to him, laying your hands on his cheek. He avoided your gaze keeping his eyes lo

“Was it about me?” You asked, pushing his head slightly with your hand to get him to look at you.

“Yeah.” He said clenching his jaw, his eyes darted away from yours. You waited for a moment, to see if he would say anything more.

“I’m right here.” You whispered after a moment had passed, “I’m right here and I’m ok.”

“I know,” He leaned forward his lips finding your neck, he breathed in your sweet scent. The tiniest hint of sweat from the night. His hands found your hips, pulling you against him.

“I need you.” He breathed against your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses.

“You have me.” You sighed, leaning your head back offering him your neck.

The world spun and the temperature dropped as Five blinked you both back to your room. It took a second to get your bearings before your knees hit the bed. You allowed Five to lay you down, his long fingers curling under the waistband of your pajama pants. He pulled them off, while you pulled your shirt over your head.

“So gorgeous.” He murmured, kissing up your stomach. You sighed contently, melting under his touch. He pulled away briefly, pulling his shirt off and stepped out of his pajama bottoms. Leaving both of you in your underwear. He lifted your hips up off the bed, his fingers curling into the waistband on your panties as he pulled them off. Your body buzzed with anticipation as you watched him take off his boxers. He climbed forward onto the bed, slotting himself between your legs. You grabbed the back of his neck pulling him forward into a kiss as the head of his cock found your entrance. Tasting the bitter coffee on his tongue as slipped inside with the familiar ease of a lover. You gasped into his mouth, feeling every inch of him as he pressed inside you.

“There you are.” He sighed against your lips, his own curling into an easy smile.

“Five-“ You moaned, gripping his shoulders as he slowly started thrusting inside you. He never left your cunt, hips rolling against yours. Your legs wrapped around his hips, keeping him as close as possible. Your moans and the sweet sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air. You looked up at Five, his eyes bore into yours. You felt a bit shy under his gaze, your eyes darting away.

He stilled, laying his forearms beside your head as leant over you. He covered your body with his own, his hand turning your head so you would look at him.

“Let me see you.” He said softly, nosing against your cheek.

It was moments like this that made you feel like a normal person. Moments when it was just the two of you in the world, two becoming one. He reached down, grabbing your thigh, his fingers squeezing the soft flesh. “You feel so good.” He mumbled, pumping in and out of you at an agonizingly slow pace. He was taking his time with you tonight, that much was clear.

Your heels dug into his butt, trying to pull him closer to you. He let out a small laugh, his teeth glinting in the moonlight. He slowed, his hips creating a low drag into your cunt with every thrust. His pubic hair rubbing against your clit in a delicious way that had you clenching around him. A low whine pulling its way out of your throat, as he propped himself up.

“You like that doll?” He whispered, his cock rubbed at your walls in deliberate strokes.

“Mmhm.” You nodded tears springing to your eyes as you bit your lip. Your body craved more, more stimulation, more Five. “Please.” You whined, your hands digging into his shoulders, leaving small crescent shapes in their wake.

“Please what?” He asked tilting his head as he leaned down, nipping and sucking at your neck.

“More, I need more please.” You said bucking your hips up to gain and friction.

“As you wish.” He said, his breath fanning across your neck as he snapped his hips into yours. You moaned, your eyes rolling back into your head as he set an excruciating pace. He sat back on his heels, pulling you down the bed with him. He slammed into you, leaving you a moaning mess under him. You grabbed his thighs, nails dragging down his pale legs. Your body buzzed as you neared your high, breasts bouncing as he drove into again and again.

He watched you, picking up subtle signs your orgasm was approaching. Your toes curled as he reached between your bodies, rubbing deliberate circles on your clit.

That was enough to send you over the edge, you spasmed around him, your nails digging into his thighs as you cried out. Tears slipping down your cheeks.

“That’s it.” He smirked, breathing hard. He was getting sloppy as he neared his peak. You continued to ride out your orgasm as his came crashing down.

“F-Fuck.” He groaned spilling into you, his hips stuttering as he painted your insides. He lowered his body onto yours, laying his head in the crook of your neck as he interlaced his fingers with yours. You both breathed hard, letting your heart rate come down.

“How do you feel now?” You asked breathlessly, squeezing his hands.

“Much better.” He nodded, kissing your neck. “Thank you.”

“Of course.” You said pulling your hands away to wrap them around his sweaty body.

Needless to say, Five slept through the night

#the umbrella academy #five hargreeves smut #five hargreeves

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thegettingbyp2 · 9 months ago

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Writing is such an escape for me and I love it with my whole heart. I've seen a couple of posts going round where an anonymous writer is saying that I'm copying the work of other writers. I've replied to the ask they sent me (which you can find on my profile) but I just wanted to make a post addressing it properly.

I would NEVER dream of copying another person's work, it happened to me when I first started writing on here and it made me feel so ill, so the thought of people thinking that I'm doing it to them is horrible.

I have so much respect for all of the writers on here, everyone is so creative, it's amazing. So, please, if you've seen anything that you feel is similar to your work, PLEASE message me about it and I'd be happy to re-word or delete parts because the last thing I want to do is make people feel like I'm copying them.

I really want to carry on writing but I'm so nervous after this to post anything new. If you've had this happen to you, please can you let me know how you handled it because I really don't want to offend anyone on here.

Everyone who likes my work and sends in requests, I love you all so much and I really want to be able to carry on writing for you but I want to be able to write without worrying about it.

Thank you x

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thegettingbyp2 · 9 months ago

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It is understandable that you are trying to make money with writing. And this website has a lot of people posting free things in many different fandoms, but when you use exact lines from other people's stories, people do notice and tell others what you are doing.

Heads up, word is spreading. People know you're copying them.

This never should need to be said, but please do not copy other people's stories, even if they're on here for free. Even if you're changing up the scenario and using lines that you're altering the tiniest amount, the similarities are very obvious.

When you only follow writers and you never hit like on their work, and never reblog it to show support, that makes other people wonder why you're doing that. Sadly, it looks like the reason you're doing this is because you're using other people's material.

Be a writer. That's wonderful, but do not copy other people.

Hi, sorry if you think I'm copying other writers, it's truly not my intention and I don't realise that I'm doing it so if there are similarities, I 100% apologise, it's completely unintentional.

For the writing for money, for a while, I tried to make some money via writing but then I found the pressure to get things written too much and writing became a chore for me, so I stopped a decided to just write for fun. I like taking time to write these stories for everyone and it's a form of therapy for me, a safe space so, again, I'm really not copying peoples work.

I get if you feel like that's happening and, as I said before, I am sorry if you feel that way but it's not the case here and, if anything, messages like these make me hesitant to put new work out there. For example, I'm working on a Five request at the moment and I'm so proud of it but now I'm worried about posting it.

Also, regarding the liking of posts, I've liked a load of posts, just because I have my Like section on private doesn't mean it's not there.

Please feel free to send me a DM about this x

#johnny knoxville #austin butler #five hargreeves #jess mariano #aaron tveit #steve harrington #lip gallagher #stiles stilinski #for you #jax teller

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thegettingbyp2 · 9 months ago

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rubs hands together mischievously... riding five SUIT ON on the subway train thing?? long ass journey..what other way to pass time?

A Bit Distracted

Not once did it ever cross your mind that, one day, you’d be lost in a subway that travelled between timelines, with Five Hargreeves. Even thinking about it now, sat next to him, your head resting on his shoulder, his laying on top of yours comfortingly, you thought it sounded insane and you couldn’t stop the small giggle from escaping your lips.

‘What are you laughing at?’ Five asked softly, his voice tired.

‘Nothing, just how mad this whole situation is,’ you replied, laughing again, feeling Five chuckle lightly with you. ‘If you’d told me that we would be stuck together, visiting different timelines,’ you trailed off, adjusting your head on his shoulder, unconsciously nuzzling your head further into his neck.

‘We never really did see eye to eye did we,’ Five said, reflecting.

‘You know, you’re not so bad,’ you said, lifting your head slightly to rest your chin on his shoulder, looking up at him as he playfully pressed his forehead against yours.

‘Is that right?’ he teased, smiling at you. You didn’t know if it was the forced proximity, how you’d been stuck together on the subway for going on a year now, but you couldn’t help but notice the way Five’s eyes instantly darted down to your lips when your tongue ran over them. He couldn’t help but notice the way your breath hitched slightly when his eyes fell to your lips.

‘Uh-huh,’ you agreed quietly, struggling to find your voice as you felt your body heat up under the way he was looking at you. Slowly, without thinking, you both leaned in until your lips pressed against his. The moment your lips touched, you both shifted, one of Five’s arms coming to wrap around your waist, gently pulling you into his lap as his other hand moved to cup your cheek, deepening the kiss. Your fingers twisted in the jacket you were wearing, keeping you close to him as you couldn’t stop the small whimper from falling from your lips.

It was the sound of the train stopping that broke the two of you apart and you both turned to look as the doors opening, wondering what timeline you were about to walk into. Making to move off of his lap, you turned back to him when you felt his hands fly down to your hips, pressing you against him.

‘What are you doing? We’re here.’

‘We don’t know what we’re going to walk into out there,’ Five said, his voice a little breathy after the kiss. ‘If we stay on here for another few stops, we’d end up back at that little house we found.’

‘The one on the beach,’ you said, trailing off as a soft smile formed on your lips as you thought back to the cosy house the two of you had stumbled across.

‘Exactly,’ he murmured, brushing his nose against yours gently. ‘We can stop there for a little while, have a break from this, make a plan. Besides,’ he added, a smirk tugging at his lips. ‘I don’t really want to walk into an apocalypse like this,’ he said, shifting his hips upwards, letting you know what he meant. You couldn’t stop the small gasp from leaving your lips as you felt his cock pressing against you as he moved his hips, making Fives smirk widen. ‘What do you say?’

‘Staying here for now sounds good,’ you replied quickly, nodding your head as you crushed your lips back to hears, faintly hearing the subway doors close again.

Five’s fingers tangled in your hair, keeping your mouth pressed against his, his tongue sweeping across your bottom lip. Your hands moved underneath his jacket, tugging his shirt out of his trousers and swiftly unbuckling his belt. One of his arms wrapped around your waist, tugging you further into him, drawing a whimper from your lips as he dragged you against his clothed cock. Reaching down, his hand slipped underneath you skirt, dipping into your panties, groaning when he felt how wet you were.

‘This for me?’ he asked smugly, teasing as he slipped a single finger inside you, making your lips part and your hips begin to move on their own. Nodding in reply to his question, you felt your head tip back as his lips fused to your neck, nipping at your skin, making sure to leave marks.

‘Five, please,’ you whimpered as you began to grow impatient, needing more than just one finger.

‘Please what?’ he teased, pulling his finger out of you and reaching between your bodies to pull his cock out, making you moan lightly when the tip of his cock brushed against your clit.

‘More,’ you whined, making Five laugh lightly as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

‘If you want more, take it,’ Five said, leaning in until you could feel his breath fanning against you lips. ‘I want to watch you ride me.’

A shiver rippled through your body at his words and you leaning in to kiss him again as you rose up on your knees over him, letting him line his cock up at your entrance before you slid back down onto his lap, both of your groans filling the subway carriage. Letting your head drop onto his shoulder as you adjusted to the feeling of him inside of you. ‘Why didn’t we do this sooner?’ you asked, voice muffled in his jacket.

‘We haven’t done anything yet,’ Five replied, bringing his hands to rest on your hips, rolling your hips over him once, making a high-pitched keen come from your throat as he leaned in to whisper in your ear. ‘So, I suggest you get moving.’

His words had you bouncing in his lap instantly, whining every time his cock bottomed out inside of you. Five’s low moans only spurring you on as his fingers clamped down on your hips, making sure that there would be bruises in the coming days to remind you of this. The fact that the both of you were still fully dressed only made things hotter as his lips and teeth began marking your neck again, branding you as his even though the both of you knew that no one would see.

‘Fuck,’ he groaned, letting his head tip back against the seat, his grip on your hips allowing him to move you up and down his cock when your legs began to grow tired. ‘So fucking good for me.’ Your answering whimper had that irritatingly cute smirk reappearing on his lips. ‘You like that?’ he teased, planting his feet on the ground and thrusting up into you, bouncing you on his lap. ‘You like hearing how good you’re being for me?’

‘Yes, Five, fuck!’ you cried out when he ground his hips against yours slowly before thrusting up into you again. You could feel your orgasm approaching fast, Fives too judging by the way his rhythm faltered slightly and his breath grew shaky.

‘We’ll have to hold on to that for another time, then,’ he said and your cheeks flamed at the thought of doing this again with him. ‘You going to cum for me?’ he asked, grinning at you when your hands tangled in his hair again.

‘Uh-huh,’ you managed to utter before he pressed his lips to yours. The kiss was messy, open mouthed as you panted against each other’s lips, both of your hips working against each other’s as your orgasms crashed into you at the same time. Five’s hands held you down tightly against his crotch as you felt him fill you up, your walls clenching around him. As you both came down from your highs, you let your body slump into his, his hand coming up to tilt your chin up to press a gentle kiss to your lips, a kiss that had butterflies erupting in your stomach.

‘Well, that was,’ he began.

‘Unexpected,’ you finished the sentence for him, laughing nervously.

‘You okay?’ he asked, cupping your cheek gently, checking in on you.

‘I’m amazing,’ you replied, smiling lazily at him.

‘So, how would you feel about a repeat performance?’ he asked cheekily, giving you a soft smile.

‘What now?’

‘Not now,’ he said, chuckling lowly at you as he shifted his hips, the jolt of overstimulation making you whimper as you realised that he was still inside you. ‘But maybe when we get to the house by the beach.’

You smiled at him, pecking his lips before the ding of the doors opening had the both of you snapping back to reality. ‘How many stops was it to the house again?’ you asked.

‘Three,’ Five replied.

‘And how many has it been?’

‘I have no idea,’ he said before shifting his eyes back to you, ‘I was a bit distracted.’

#five hargreeves #five hargreeves imagine #five hargreeves smut #five hargreaves x reader #the umbrella academy

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thegettingbyp2 · 9 months ago

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I Can't Go Back

The first thing you registered after hearing the announcement was the sound of banging on your front door. You thought you were finally free of the games; you’d played, you’d put on a show for them, you we’re done. And now they want you to go back into the arena. The banging on the door caught your attention and you instantly panicked, thinking that it was the guards ready to take you away from your family again. You heard the door being opened and, before you knew it, you felt arms wrapping around you, only adding to your panic.

‘No! Please,’ you begged, feeling the arms tighten around you as tears began to stream down your cheeks quickly. You struggled against the arms, only stopping when you heard a familiar and comforting voice.

‘Hey, it’s me, it’s just me, you’re okay,’ Peeta’s voice soothed, one of his hands coming up to your head, scratching his fingers calmly against your scalp. You felt your body grow limp in his hold and he took the opportunity to pick you up and take you upstairs to your bedroom, laying you down on your bed and joining you, keeping his arms wrapped around you.

‘I can’t go back,’ you whispered, your voice hoarse from your tears and sobbing. ‘I can’t, they can’t make me,’ you trailed off when you realised that Peeta would be going back in the arena too. There may be two male victors from District 12 but you also knew that there was no chance Peeta was going to let you go back into that arena without him. ‘Peeta, you can’t - ’

‘You’re not doing this without me. We got through the last games together, we’ll find a way to do it again. It’s not going to be easy but we can do it.’

‘No, I can’t go back in there, we can’t go back in there,’ you moved to your knees so you were opposite Peeta and you brought your hands up to cup his cheeks. ‘If anything happens to you in there, I won’t be able to service, we need to find a way out of it, there’s got to be something we can do.’

You hadn’t realised that you’d started rambling, trying to think of anything that would be able to make sure that you and Peeta never had to set foot in the arena again, until you felt both of his hands gently wrap around your wrists, pulling your attention back to him.

‘You know there isn’t anything we can do, baby,’ he said softly, looking at you with sad eyes. You thought you’d snapped when you heard the announcement but now, hearing and seeing Peeta looking so resigned to your fate, the last thread holding you together frayed and broke, making you crumble into his arms, letting his arms attempt to hold you together.

‘We do everything we can to make it out of there, promise?’ you asked.

‘I promise,’ he replied, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head.

‘And promise me that you won’t try and do anything that would sacrifice yourself for me. Because if you go, I go, understand? I’m not hanging around in there without you,’ you said, pulling yourself up slightly to look at him.

‘(Y/N), I,’ he began only to be cut off by your lips pressing softly against his. Instantly, he began to reciprocate the kiss, pulling you tighter against him as you let your legs wrap around his waist.

‘Promise me,’ you whispered against his lips, pulling him back into the present.

Breaking the kiss and moving his head back to look at you sadly, he sighed before nodding gently.

‘I promise.’

#peeta mellark #peeta mellark x reader #peeta mellark imagine #the hunger games

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thegettingbyp2 · 9 months ago

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What Am I to You

You couldn’t stop the whimpers from falling from your lips as Coriolanus’ hips slapped against yours repeatedly. For the past couple of months, you and Coriolanus had been meeting behind closed doors to hook up; the arrangement being mutually beneficial to the both of you, however, there was one factor that you wished would change.

Coriolanus refused to kiss you. He refused to kiss you and you were pretty sure you’d developed feelings for him because it crushed you that he wouldn’t.

When you started hooking up with him, you’d beg him to kiss you, both wanting and needing to feel his lips pressing against yours, but there was something about the idea of kissing you that you were afraid Coriolanus was repulsed by. Every time he got you in his bed, he’d take you from behind, pushing you back down whenever you’d try to turn around to face him.

Your fingers twisted in the bedsheets as he pushed himself into you one final time, grinding his hips against you agonisingly slowly as he began to fill you up, reaching his orgasm. You felt boneless underneath him as he lowered his body onto yours for a few moments to catch his breath, making sure to move off of you the second he could, pulling his trousers back on as he threw your discarded dress at you.

‘You should leave before anyone notices we’re both gone,’ he said nonchalantly, shrugging his shirt on and heading to his mirror to tidy himself up. Feeling like you’d just been doused in freezing cold water, you sat up, pulling your dress over your head and reaching down to slip your shoes back onto your feet. You were heading over to the door when something stopped you in your tracks, turning back around to look at him.

‘What am I to you?’ you asked, a small frown playing on your face.

‘What are you talking about?’ he replied, not even bothering to look at you.

‘I’m asking you what this is,’ you said, gesturing between the two of you as you spoke. ‘Because from where I’m standing, it just feels like - ’

‘Feels like what, (Y/N)?’ he asked, a smirk forming on his lips as he turned to face you, slowly walking over until he’d backed you against the wall, caging you in. ‘Like we’re just fucking? Because that’s what this is. I needed to get my dick wet and you needed to be fucked, don’t think it’s more than that.’

You couldn’t hide the way his words stung you, flinching as he spoke. You knew what you’d agreed to and you hated the fact that you were reacting like this. ‘You don’t kiss me,’ you murmured quietly, lowering your gaze as you felt your cheeks heat up, kicking yourself for saying that when you heard his low chuckle.

‘And that’s what you want? For me to kiss you?’ he asked, bringing his finger up to your chin to tilt your head back up to face him, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

You nodded your head, finding yourself unable to speak as you were surrounded by him, filled with nothing but your desire to finally be kissed by him. Cupping the back of your head, he pulled you closer to him, lowering his face to yours. Your eyes fluttered shut as you anticipated the kiss, reaching up on your toes.

‘If you wanted someone to kiss you, you should have found someone else to fuck.’ You felt as if your body had just been drenched in freezing cold water at his words as he gave your cheek a light slap before stepping away from you, a smug grin on his lips. ‘I’ll call you next time I need you,’ he said, effectively dismissing you.

Feeling your cheeks heat up, you quickly left the room without saying anything else, shooting him a glare before you went. You left so quickly, you missed his grin faltering slightly as he watched you leave.

#coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow imagine #coriolanus snow x reader #the ballad of songbirds and snakes

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thegettingbyp2 · 9 months ago

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I'd love if you could do a smut of five. Any plot, really. Just preferably w a bratty y/n and a five w a breeding k!nk

I really like your work w him!

You Know Who's In Charge

A/N: I'd just like to remind everyone that Five is aged UP in this. I also had so much fun writing it!

You were usually Five’s good girl. But you weren’t one to miss an opportunity to toy with him a little; and the party thrown at the Sparrow/Umbrella Academy after containing the Kugelblitz seemed to be the perfect time for it.

You were usually Five’s good girl. So, he couldn’t, for the life of him, figure out why you were flirting and dancing with Diego. He stood in the corner of the room, his jaw clenched and his fingers wrapped tightly around the tumbler of whiskey he was currently nursing, watching as Diego wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into him as you laughed lightly, your arms coming to wrap around his neck.

‘I know what you’re doing, you know?’ Diego whispered in your ear, a smirk both in his voice and on his lips.

Pulling back slightly, you grinned up at him before leaning back in. ‘I thought it was time for a bit of fun,’ you replied. You could feel Five’s eyes on you and it took everything you had not to turn around and meet his gaze. Five would hate you flirting or dancing with anyone who wasn’t him but, with Diego, it seemed to rile him up more and it wasn’t long before you were proven right.

‘Well, how about we really seal the deal,’ Diego said, taking any opportunity to mess with his usually uptight brother. He angled his body slightly, shooting Five a look over your shoulder before dropping his head to place a kiss on your cheek, the angle making it look a lot more intimate than it really was and that was Five’s last straw.

Putting his drink down and trying to keep his cool, Five made his way quickly over to the two of you, pulling Diego away from you and wrapping his arm around your waist, pulling you into him until your back was flush with his chest and you felt your heart skip when you were engulfed in his comforting scent. ‘I think it’s time you went and danced with someone else,’ he said, tightening his grip on you as he addressed Diego.

His words only made Diego’s grin widen as he reached out, maintaining eye contact with Five, to take your hand. ‘Oh, I don’t think we were quite finished, were we?’ he asked, making you bite your lip to hold in your giggle.

‘We were having a really good time, Five,’ you said, turning your head to look at him, clenching your thighs together slightly when you saw the look in his eye.

‘Okay, screw this,’ he said, roughly yank you back into him, tearing your hand out of Diego’s. All of a sudden, you found yourself surrounded by a bright blue flash before you felt your back pressed against a hard wall. It took a couple of seconds for you to realise that Five had blinked you back to your shared hotel room. ‘You think you’re so clever, don’t you?’ Five asked, his voice dangerously calm as he looked at you, his hands either side of your head, caging you in.

‘I don’t know what you’re talking about,’ you replied, fighting to keep the grin off of your face. ‘I was just dancing with Diego, it’s not my fault you got jealous.’

‘You think I’m jealous? Of Diego,’ Five said in a sneer, stepping impossibly closer to you, one of his hands moving from the wall to slide around the back of your head, his fingers tangling in your hair and pulling your head back until it gently hit wall. ‘I think you’ve decided that tonight would be a good night to act like a brat and try to rile me up. It’s not working,’ he said, whispering the last part in your ear before tugging gently on your ear with his teeth, causing a moan to slip from your lips.

‘Oh yeah? Because I think it’s working just fine,’ you replied, raising your eyebrow teasingly at him. ‘In fact, I think I’ll just go back down and finish that dance with Diego, give you a bit of time to cool off.’ You made to duck underneath his arm, only for Five to tighten his grip slightly in your hair, pulling you back up as his other arm came down to wrap around your waist, pulling you into him until you felt the outline of his cock pressing against your thigh.

‘You really want to do downstairs and dance with Diego, when you know that he wouldn’t be able to make you feel a fraction of the way I can make you feel?’ he said, grinding into you softly, making your eyes flutter closed at the feeling. ‘Answer me, (Y/N),’ he said, his hand moving from your hair to pinch your cheeks, forcing your head up to look at him.

‘No,’ you moaned as your hips started moving against him, only for him to clamp his fingers on your hip, halting your actions.

‘Are you sure? Because I can just leave and let you and Diego have some fun,’ he grinned, enjoying the way you were squirming in front of him before he’d even done anything.

‘No, Five, please,’ you begged desperately, bringing your hands up to cup his cheeks. ‘I want to stay here with you, I want you.’

‘Yeah,’ Five said, smugness filling his face and voice as he looked at the writhing mess you were quickly becoming in front of him. ‘You know who you belong to, you know who’s in charge, don’t you?’ His words had shivers running down your spine as he leaned in to press his lips to yours, slipping in his tongue the second your lips parted.

‘Yes,’ you panted into the kiss as his hand moved down to your thigh, slipping underneath your dress.

‘Say it,’ he murmured into the kiss. ‘Say it, or I stop.’

‘I belong to you. I’m yours,’ you replied instantly, thinking of nothing worse than having him stop in that moment.

The familiar blue light surrounded you both again and you found yourself being pressed into the mattress, Five’s lips and teeth marking up your neck and shoulder as he shoved the skirt of your dress up to your waist. His hand slipped between your thighs, groaning when he felt how wet you were through your panties. ‘Good girl,’ he praised, lifting your leg to rest on his shoulder and pressing a kiss to your inner thigh as he settled between your legs. The moment he pulled your panties to the side and kissed your clit gently, your legs closed automatically, only to be stopped by Five’s hands gripping your thighs and pulling them apart, spreading them wide as he dove in.

Five licked and sucked at your pussy until you were a trembling mess on the bed, your hand sliding into his hair, keeping his lips pressed to you. ‘Five,’ you whined, your head thrashing on the pillows as you tried to hold back your orgasm, wanting to wait until Five was inside you. As if sensing what you were doing, Five’s eyes lifted to meet yours, mischief glinting in them as he slid two fingers inside you, crooking his fingers upwards just as he nibbled gently on your clit, throwing you into your first orgasm of the night. He kept licking you until your whines changed from pleasure to protest and kissed his way back up your body, groaning happily when he saw you’d pulled your dress off of your body completely.

Ducking his head, he wrapped his lips around one of your nipples, sucking softly, making your back arch up off of the bed. You were half tempted to let him have his fun with your body but your need for him quickly outweighed everything else. ‘Five, I need you,’ you begged, pulling his face up to yours and pressing your lips together.

Five blindly reached down for his belt, removing it and pushing his trousers down far enough to reveal his cock springing up. Nudging your thighs apart once again, he teased the tip of his cock through your pussy, tapping your clit and grinning when he felt your legs clench around him. ‘Look at you,’ he cooed, breaking the kiss and tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. ‘Already this much of a mess after only one orgasm, Diego wouldn’t even know what to do with this body, would he?’

‘No,’ you said breathily, tilting your hips up to try and catch the tip of his cock at your entrance but failing when he tapped your clit again, making you cry out.

‘If Diego thinks that it’d be so easy for him to pull you away from me, maybe I should make sure he knows who you belong to, hmm?’

‘I think you’ve already done that,’ you replied, grinning up at him as you referenced the hickeys he’d scattered along your neck, making sure that some of them would be near impossible to cover up.

‘I had something a little more permanent in mind,’ he said, kissing you softly, a kiss that took your breath away and brought tears to your eyes with how much love you felt in it.

‘What were you thinking?’

‘A baby,’ he said, making your whole-body freeze as you moved your head to look at him. He was looking at you with nothing but love in his eyes and that was how you knew he was being deadly serious. You’d spoken about having kids before, you both wanted them, but the apocalypse had always gotten in the way. Now, thinking about it, seemed like the perfect timing. ‘You don’t have to say yes, I was just,’ he started when you hadn’t replied after a moment.

‘Yes,’ you said, cutting him off and smiling softly at him. ‘I want to have a baby, I want to have your baby.’

You watched his whole body soften at your words before kissing you gently, wrapping his hand around your thigh and bringing it around your waist. ‘I love you,’ he whispered against your lips as he lined his cock at your entrance.

‘I love you too.’

He pushed into you softly, gasps and quiet moans spilling from both of your lips as he pushed in until his hips met yours. The two of you shared a moment of just looking into each others eyes, excited at the prospect of having a baby together before Five began to move.

‘You’re going to look so beautiful filled with my baby,’ he said, burying his head in your neck as he rutted into you, your arms coming around him, keeping him as close as possible. ‘Everyone’s gonna know you’re mine,’ he groaned into your neck, his hips speeding up against yours. He didn’t want to admit it but the idea of him getting you pregnant turned him on way more than it probably should and, paired with the jealousy that coursed through his veins when he saw you dancing with Diego earlier, he knew he wasn’t going to stop until you were pregnant.

‘Please,’ you gasped as his cock repeatedly brushed against that spot inside of you that made you see stars.

‘That feel good, baby?’ he asked, already knowing the answer as he grinned wickedly down at you, you only nodding in response, unable to speak between your moans. Your hips were moving up against him and he knew that you were getting close. Sliding his hand down your body, tweaking one of your nipples as he went, he settled his thumb over your clit, rubbing tight circles as his pace grew more erratic. ‘Tell me again,’ he begged, pulling his head out of your neck and looking at you, pressing his forehead against yours. ‘Tell me you’re mine.’

‘I’ve always been yours,’ you managed to get out between moans, your hands tightening in his hair, grounding you to him as your orgasm swept over you, the feeling of your walls tightening around him throwing him into his own orgasm, his hips pressing tightly to yours as you both moaned at the feeling of him filling you up.

You both lay there for a while, Five still inside you as you caught your breaths, his whole body weight resting on top of you in a comforting manner. ‘Was this all because you got jealous of me dancing with Diego?’ you teased, running your thumb along his cheek softly.

‘No,’ he chuckled as he looked at you, a lazy smile playing on his lips. ‘But it definitely feels good that the next time you see him you’re going to be full of me.’

You couldn’t stop your gasp at his words, your walls clenching around him again as he softly began to thrust his hips against you again.

‘What are you doing?’ you asked, overstimulated pants escaping your lips.

‘You didn’t think that was it, did you?’ he asked, tilting his head at you and giving you a semi-patronising smile. ‘You’re not leaving this bed until you’re carrying my baby.’

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I Should Have Told You Before

The only thing that Aaron could think of as he was driving was getting to you. He needed to tell you how he felt before him and Jack had to leave tomorrow, he knew he needed to, he just didn’t know how. The two of you had been on a couple of dates whenever he was home for long enough and things had been going great. He’d been working up to telling you how he felt; but he’d just run out of time.

It wasn’t long until he pulled up in front of your house, quickly getting out of his car and making his way to your front door, knocking quickly.

‘Hey,’ you exclaimed, smiling when you saw Aaron standing in front of you, your smile faltering slightly when you saw the look in his eyes and the way he was panting, as if he’d rushed to you. ‘Aaron, is everything - ’

You were cut off by Aaron’s hands cupping your cheeks and bring his lips to yours. The kiss was desperate and quick, as if he couldn’t get close enough to you fast enough. Walking you backwards, he kicked the door shut with his foot, not taking his lips from yours once. One of his arms wrapped around your waist as the other tapped your thigh, telling you to jump. With your legs wrapped around his waist, Aaron walked you through to your bedroom, laying you down on your bed before breaking the kiss, hovering over you.

‘I love you,’ Aaron said simply, watching as your expression morphed into one of surprise.

‘What?’ you asked, not fully registering what he was saying to you, your mind still on that kiss.

Aaron chuckled lightly before gently pressing his lips to yours in quick succession. ‘I love you,’ he said in between kisses, making you giggle and hum happily.

‘I love you too,’ you said, cupping his cheeks and pulling his face until he was looking into your eyes, watching as they softened the second they landed on yours. Instead of replying, Aaron simply leaned down to press his lips gently to yours again, his tongue sweeping against your bottom lip, groaning when you gasped into the kiss, allowing his tongue to slip inside.

His hands roamed your body, impatiently tugging at the waistband of the thin sweat pants you were wearing, slipping his hand inside and moaning when he felt that you weren’t wearing any panties on underneath. ‘It’s like you knew I was coming round,’ he said with a smirk.

‘What can I say, I just had a feeling I’d be seeing you tonight. And tomorrow night, and the night after,’ you replied in a teasing tone. Any other day this would have made Aaron let out a soft chuckle as you referenced the amount of times he stays round yours. He wanted nothing more than to be able to keeping coming round every night but he knew that tonight was the last time he was going to see you; most probably for good. Early tomorrow morning, Aaron and his son, Jack, were being put into witness protection to keep them safe from Mr Scratch who had begun to stalk them. He knew that he shouldn’t be doing this tonight, that he should just tell you; he just didn’t have the heart to look you in your eyes and tell you he was leaving.

‘Why are you looking at me like that?’ you asked, a smile playing on your lips as he just stared at you for a while.

‘Nothing, you’re beautiful,’ he said, his head then ducking down to leave a trail of kisses down your throat.

The next morning, you woke with a smile playing on your lips as you remembered the events from last night before taking stock, figuring what aches or not. Rolling onto your front, your arm came out to rest on Aaron’s chest, only to find his side of the bed cold and made.

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Opening your eyes with a frown, you looked over to see that you were alone in the room. ‘Aaron?’ you called out, wondering if he’d simply woken early and gone downstairs. Before you had the chance to go and look for him, your eyes caught on a small piece of paper sitting on your dresser. Walking over, you felt tears gather in your eyes as soon as you started reading:

(Y/N), my love,

I’m sorry I’ve done it this way, I know it’s the cowardly thing to do, the mean thing to do, but I couldn’t stand the idea of seeing how much I’ve hurt you. Jack and I are being put into witness protection. I won’t go into why, the most important reason being to keep you safe. Believe me, it’s the last thing I wanted to do but it’s the safest thing for Jack and he needs to be my priority, I know you understand that.

Part of me is happy that I’ve told you this way, because now, the image of your face when you told me that you loved me too is the thing that I’m going to hold onto while I’m away. I’m sorry I only told you last night, I should have told you sooner, I just didn’t know how and I ran out of time.

I love you, (Y/N) (Y/L/N). I will come back for you I promise, I don’t know when, but I will. Until then, there’s something downstairs for you to remember me by. I’m not expecting you to wait for me and if you don’t I’ll understand, but I really hope you do.

I’ll be waiting for you.

I love you.

Aaron

Without wasting a second, tears still streaming down your cheeks, you raced downstairs. Another frown appearing on your lips when you saw a teddy sitting on your sofa that you knew wasn’t there the night before. The moment you picked it up, you were engulfed in the scent of Aaron’s aftershave and a quick squeeze to its paw allowed a message to play in Aaron’s voice.

‘I love you,’ the bear said over and over again as you continuously squeezed the paw, tears flooding from your eyes as you wondered when you’d see him again.

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We Used to Laugh at Things Like This

‘So, we’ll see you at the next meeting?’ Logan asked as everyone started splitting off to their own dorms.

‘Definitely,’ you agreed before saying your goodbyes to Logan as you and Rory made your way back to your dorm. However, the familiar sight that caught your eye had your steps faltering. ‘Jess!’ you exclaimed when you realised who it was standing just in front of your building. Heading towards him. Throwing your arms around his shoulders, you felt his wrap around your waist, lifting you slightly as he hugged you back. Pulling back, you stood on your toes to press a soft kiss to his lips.

‘I need to come visit you more often if this is the welcome I’m going to get,’ he teased, smiling fondly down at you as you pulled away, grinning at him.

‘As my boyfriend, you need to visit me more, period,’ you reprimanded lightly before falling back into his arms. ‘How about we head inside?’ you suggested, making to head into your dorm building before being tugged to a gentle stop by Jess hands wrapping around your wrists.

‘Do you mind if we talk about something before? Out here? With no prying ears,’ he said, directing the last bit teasingly to where Rory was hovering by the entrance of the building.

‘I’ll order a pizza for when you decide to come in,’ she said, heading inside.

‘What’s up?’ you asked, turning back to Jess.

‘That “meeting” that guy was talking about,’ Jess began, leading you over to a bench. ‘Was that for the Life and Death Brigade?’

His question pulled you up short. You hadn’t mentioned the Life and Death Brigade to Jess in your calls and texts so you didn’t know where he’d heard of it but you didn’t fail to register the look of slight worry on his face. ‘How did you know about the Life and Death Brigade?’

‘Rory was telling me about it while I was talking to her last time you guys were home. She said that you were thinking about joining up.’

‘So?’ you replied, a small frown playing on your face.

‘So, Rory said that it sounds dangerous.’

‘It’s not dangerous,’ you said with a laugh, ‘it’s a secret society, Jess - ’

‘That does dangerous shit, (Y/N),’ Jess interrupted, trying to get through to you.

‘It’s not that bad! Besides, Rory’s joining too.’

‘No, she’s not, baby, she’s pretending so she can write an article on them for the paper. Come on, why are you really getting involved with this kind of thing? It isn’t you. (Y/N), we used to laugh at things like this, at people who did this kind of thing.’

‘Well, maybe I’m not that same person anymore, Jess,’ you argued, standing up, getting annoyed. ‘Maybe I’ve changed since coming to Yale. This sounds fun, Jess, why can’t you be happy that I’ve finally found something here that I can get involved in and - ’

‘Because the thing you’ve decided to get involved with sounds like it could get you killed! Or hurt at least!’ Jess exclaimed, standing up and walking over to you, gently cupping your cheeks in his hands and tilting your face up to look at him. ‘Just, tell me, you get where I’m coming from, please?’

You were quiet for a moment.

‘I think you should leave,’ you said quietly, lowering your eyes to the ground.

‘What?’ Jess asked, stepping back from you slightly. ‘I’ve just got here.’

‘I know, but I think we both need a little bit of time to clear our heads.’

‘But - ’

‘I’ll call you in a couple of days, okay?’ you asked, leaning up to press a gentle kiss to the corner of his mouth before turning around and heading into your building, closing the door behind you, leaving Jess standing outside on his own, terrified that he was losing you.

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I'm Really Sorry

You felt the blood rush from your face as you stared down at the stick in your hand; the stick that confirmed you were, in fact, pregnant. You’d always wanted children, and you’d spoken to Austin about it and he agreed. He wanted to have children too, but a good few years in the future when his career wasn’t so busy; he wanted to be a hands-on dad, able to actually play and spend time with his kid, not just saying goodnight over facetime every night when he was on set and not actually there to read them their favourite bedtime story.

He was going to be so mad. He’d made it so clear that he didn’t want kids at this point in his life and you completely understood. But you had to go and get pregnant anyway. You hadn’t noticed the tears beginning to stream down your cheeks when you heard Austin calling you from the bottom of the stairs; you’d been upstairs for a while and he was beginning to worry.

‘I’ll be down in a minute,’ you called back, grabbing some tissues and quickly wiping your eyes, trying to be careful to avoid smudging your make-up further. However, when you heard Austin’s footsteps slowly ascend, you couldn’t stop the choked sob escaping your lips, making Austin move up the stairs quicker until he was knocking lightly on the door.

‘Hey, baby, you okay?’ he asked gently as you quickly wiped your eyes before opening the door and giving him a watery smile. ‘What’s wrong?’ he asked as soon as he saw your red eyes, stepping into the room.

‘I’m really sorry,’ you said, the tears spilling from your eyes once again as your knees gave out. Austin’s arms wrapped around you instantly, cushioning your fall as he pulled you into his lap, cradling your body as his lips pressed kisses to the top of your head and his thumbs came out to wipe your tears from your cheeks.

‘What are you sorry for?’

‘We’d talked about it and we both agreed but it happened,’ you said, beginning to ramble through your sobs.

Austin continued to rock you gently through your inconsolable crying, his hand cupping the back of your head, resting it against his chest, allowing you to feel his heartbeat on your cheek. While he was comforting you, Austin took the opportunity to look around the room from his spot on the floor, looking for anything that would give him a clue as to why you were crying so much.

That’s when his eyes snagged one a white stick sitting on the counter that hadn’t been there when he was in there earlier. He felt his heart stop and his grip on you tighten ever so slightly as he began to piece everything together.

‘(Y/N), are you pregnant?’ he asked carefully, getting his answer when you stilled in his lap.

‘I’m so sorry, Austin,’ you said in a small, quiet voice that had Austin’s heart clenching in his chest.

‘What for?’ he asked, his brows furrowing slightly as he pressed his lips to the top of your head, leaving them there.

‘I know we spoke about having kids and you said how you didn’t want to have any yet because you wanted to wait. And we’ve only been dating for a year so if - ’

‘I don’t care about what we spoke about,’ Austin said, interrupting you, his hand coming down to your chin and tilting your head up to look at him. ‘I know we said about waiting but I’m really fucking happy about this.’

‘You are?’ you asked, a confused smile appearing on your lips.

‘Are you kidding? You’re carrying my baby, why wouldn’t I be happy about that? Just because it’s not exactly when we’d planned, but when does that ever work out? I’ll just take a couple of years out to focus on you and our son or daughter.’

‘But you didn’t want - ’

You were cut off by Austin’s lips pressing against yours, his arms pulling you tighter into him as his hand slowly moved down your body to rest against your stomach, making your breath catch in your throat. ‘I want this,’ he murmured against your lips. ‘You, them, us, our little family, it’s what I want more than anything.’

Letting out a relieved sigh, you let your body sink into his, nuzzling your nose into his neck, finally allowing yourself to be happy.

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hi there! i know you aren't taking requests for aaron tveit at the moment, but will you consider writing requests for him in the future? i haven't found an account i've enjoyed as much as yours which is why i'm asking! i'm also wondering if you would ever consider doing daughter!reader requests or if you prefer to stick to just xreader stuff? love your writing and can't wait to read more!!! <33

Hi! I will definitely open my requests back up for him, I'm just not sure when at the moment. When they do open back up, I'll only be taking xreader requests :)

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Hidden Glances

‘You need to be quiet, baby,’ Austin teased before his head dove back down to press kisses along your neck. Your hands twisted in his hair, keeping him close as you tried to keep your lips pressed together despite how good it felt.

Over the time that you’d been filming for Elvis, you’d both felt yourselves getting closer and closer until you both snapped and a rough, needy kiss ensued. Since then, you’d been sneaking around together, not wanting to tell anyone that you were together until filming was over. Until then, you made do with hidden glances and stolen moments, doing everything you possibly could to keep it from everyone.

You were currently holed up in Austin’s trailer, his head buried in your neck as his hands roamed down your sides, settling on your hips, his fingers digging in as he tried to stop your hips rolling into each others, knowing you didn’t have long before needing to be back on set. Breaking the kiss, he looked down at you, a soft smile playing on his lips as he looked at your kiss-swollen lips and tussled hair.

‘Something on my face?’ you teased, grinning up at him.

‘How about we stay in here for the rest of the day? Our own little bubble?’ he asked, lowering his body back down onto yours and pressing a barely there kiss to the corner of your mouth, making you sigh happily.

‘I’d love that, but I’m not being the reason you get in trouble for not turning up,’ you said, pecking his lips one more time before sliding out from underneath him and walking over to the mirror. You couldn’t stop the smile from stretching across your lips while you tidied your hair when you heard his groan before he dropped his head back into the pillow.

‘No one would know it was you, you know,’ he said, trying half-heartedly to convince you, knowing that you’d still make him go to set. Turning around, you smiled at him as you headed back over to him, leaning down to press a kiss to his lips.

‘I’ll see you on set.’

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‘How long have you been seeing (Y/N)?’ Tom asked as he sat down next to Austin, who was completely in his own head as he watched you rehearse with the rest of the backing singers.

‘What? We’re not seeing each other,’ he said quickly, turning his head to face Tom.

‘You’re making it pretty obvious,’ Tom replied, laughing lightly. ‘You haven’t taken your eyes off of her all day. I’ve caught her looking over at you too so don’t try to tell me that there’s nothing going on.’

Austin was quiet for a moment before he let a small smile take over his lips. ‘I guess we really haven’t been keeping it much of a secret, have we?’

‘So, how long?’

‘We’ve been official for about three weeks,’ Austin said, smiling shyly as he ran his hand over the back of his head. ‘It’s going great. There’s something about her that, whenever I’m with her, it just feels - ’

‘Right?’ Tom finished for him, smiling softly.

‘Yeah,’ Austin replied, with a breathy chuckle, looking back over at you, just as you looked at him, a bright smile breaking across your face at him. ‘Everything’s perfect when I’m with her.’

‘That’s exactly how I feel when I’m with my wife,’ Tom said, almost to himself, wistfully. ‘You haven’t told anyone on set about the two of you? You know Baz doesn’t have a rule about this kind of thing, right?’

‘Yeah, I know. We both just decided to wait until the end of filming before telling anyone, have a bit of time just the two of us before the cameras start following us everywhere.’

‘Well, it’s good to see you this happy,’ Tom said, clapping Austin on the back and standing back up, looking back over at you and shooting you a smile. ‘But, do me one favour, will you?’

‘Anything.’

‘Next time you’re both in your trailer, remember who’s next door.’

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I Missed You

Austin was surprised when he walked through the front door and was greeted by a dark, silent house. He knew that it was late, or early, 3am, but you usually always waited up for him, no matter what time, despite his protests that you needed to sleep because he was always getting in so late. But, this time he’d been gone for three months and he missed you like crazy, so he was excited to walk through the door and be greeted by you rushing over to him.

He could see a faint light coming from upstairs so he quietly made his way up, carefully pushing open the door to see one of his films playing on the TV in your bedroom, however you weren’t watching it. You were curled up on his side of the bed, dressed only in one of his long-sleeved shirts with your nose pressed into the pillow.

Leaning against the doorframe, Austin took a moment to watch you, his heart full as he looked at you, a soft smile playing on his lips. ‘(Y/N),’ he whispered, not sure if you were asleep or just dozing. When you didn’t respond, he chuckled quietly and pushed away from the door, making his way into the room.

Carefully tucking his arms around your body, he lifted you up and moved you across, not quite to your own side of the bed but giving himself enough room to lay down next to you. As he was moving you, you stirred in his arms, your eyes slowly blinking open and taking a second to adjust before noticing him.

‘You’re home!’ you exclaimed, wrapping your arms and legs around him like a koala, making Austin let out a breathless laugh as he held you tighter. ‘Wait, I was going to wait up and - ’

‘Looks like you failed this time,’ he teased, pulling his head back slightly to press a kiss to your lips. ‘You sleep on my side of the bed every time I’m away?’

‘Not all the time, just when I miss you so much, it starts to hurt a little.’

Your words had Austin holding onto you tighter, pulling your body until you were laying on top of him. ‘I’m sorry I was gone so long this time, baby.’

‘You don’t need to apologise,’ you replied, pulling your head back to look at him, lifting your hand to cup his cheek, humming happily when he turned his head to kiss your palm. ‘I just hate that we didn’t get a chance to see each other this time. But you’re here now!’

‘I’m here now,’ he repeated, taking a moment to just look at you before his hands moved down to your thighs, groaning. ‘And it’s been amazing coming home to you just wearing one of my tops.’

‘Well, I missed you,’ you said with a teasing pout, smirking lightly at him.

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