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greasergal · 3 months

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Metanoia Prologue

Pairing: Older!Mikey Walsh x OC!FemReader

Warnings: language, angst, slow burn romance, sexual innuendos, drinking, dark past, mentions of depression

Summary: Estella spent a lot of her life not really knowing who she was. So on a journey to figure that out she said good bye to the life she had made in search of one she would enjoy. Which is how she happened to stumble upon the Goondocks and the best group of friends she had ever met.

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PROLOGUE | OUT OF TOWNER Wednesday June 30th 1993, Astoria Oregon

The thrill was what got to her. The absolute freeing and exciting feeling of running off. The whole world was in her hands and she could do anything. Who knew what would happen next. Just the mystery and on edge her future seemed was enough to keep her foot on the gas and to continue driving with no map in her hands. Each road she passed was a split decision. A small grin tickled at the corner of her lips but didn't fully form because the thrill in her stomach was enough to make her sick and happy at the same time.

She had been driving for a while now. At least eight hours before she had loaded her car with anything she could think of bringing along. She was actually surprised the small white Volkswagen Bug could hold all the junk she had thrown into it. The sky was grey and drizzling raindrops all over the earth. As Estella admired the beauty of Mother Nature her stomach grumbled. She hadn't had the time to eat before her split second decision of leaving. Passing a small town sign she smiled knowing this was promising of a restaurant nearby. The town hit you all at once, lots of houses, and a whole bunch of different colors. Estella could see the small port down the end of the road and it somehow brought the little old town together.

As she got closer to the port she saw a sign for a little diner and let out a sigh of relief. Without hesitation she pulled into a parking space and grabbed her wallet. The inside was small and very old school but it gave off a warm welcoming feeling. There wasn't a lot of people inside, just two young boys sitting at the bar stools and an older gentleman off to himself in a booth. Estella took a seat on the opposite side of the bar from the boys and started to look at the menu as a blonde girl emerged wearing a pink waitress uniform.

"Can I get you anything?" she asked with a small smile. She had warm brown eyes and she stared into Estella's hazel ones with kindness.

"Um, I'll just have some French toast and bacon on the side. Oh and a glass of orange juice" the girl smiled as she wrote down the order and walked it back to the window. She gently clipped it to the carousel and spun it around so the cooks could get it. She watched as she moved to wipe the counter in front of the two boys and fall into conversation with them. Before she knew it the girl had returned and started wiping down the counter in front of her. Estella also couldn't help but notice the boys staring at her from across the bar.

"Is there something on my face? Those boys you were talking to over there are staring at me" she leaned and whispered to the blonde so they wouldn't hear. The blonde chuckled slightly and shook her head.

"No we just aren't used to out of towner's around here. Where you from?" she asked and Estella leaned back, thankful she wasn't losing her mind.

"Redding California" the blonde girls eyes widened. Rarely did they get the California sunshine type around the area. That was almost a nine hour drive too.

"So what's got you all the way out here?" the blonde asked as she grabbed the girls glass of orange juice and set it down.

"It would help if I knew where here was?" Estella told her and the blonde chuckled as it made sense how the girl had ended up in their small town.

"Well you're in the goon docks of Astoria Oregon of course" Estella furrowed her eyebrows as she recognized the name. Why did she recognize that name?

"Isn't this the small town that found that pirate treasure or something a few years back?" Estella finally questioned as the blonde grabbed her plate of quickly made food and set it in front of her.

"You're right, that story made our little town famous" she told her and Estella nodded as she thought of such a tale. She only remembered it because of how interesting and exciting it was when news broke out about the lost treasure. That wasn't the kind of thing that happened every day.

"Do you know the full story?" Estella asked and the blonde turned to the two boys sitting at the bar, sharing a look that Estella didn't quite understand.

"Yeah, back in 85 some kids called the Goonies found a map to One Eyed Willie's ship right off the coast through some hidden tunnels. The treasure they found saved half the town from being turned into a golf course. Put our little town on the map" Estella found a sense of comfort in the story and smiled.

"That's quite a story. No wonder your little town has a charm to it" and the blonde smiled at the unusual response from the girl which caused her to hold her hand out.

"I'm Stef, it's nice to meet you" she said and Estella quickly smiled and wiped her hands off with her napkin before placing it in hers.

"I'm Estella, it's nice to meet you too" the girls smiled at each other as they shook hands. Before either girl could speak they were cut off by a bellowing voice from a woman.

"Stef, who said you could take a break?" the two girls turned to face the plump woman as she descended the spiral staircase in the corner.

"Oh Ginny, there is no one here" Stef talked back as if she was still a child. The woman named Ginny found her way behind the counter wearing a uniform identical to Stef's.

"Oh really?" she said as she gestured to the two boys, Estella, and the gentleman just getting up to leave.

"Okay but none of them needed assistance at the moment" Ginny rolled her eyes and started to work amongst the counter.

"Clarke and Lawerence I swear you've been here all day. Time to get out, you finished eating an hour ago" she scolded the two boys across the counter from Estella.

"Aww Ginny we got nothing better to do than be here with you" the skinnier one said and she rolled her eyes at him.

"Yeah and I still want a milkshake" the other said and Ginny sighed.

"I swear you two come in here and cause trouble everyday, could I get a strawberry milkshake?" Ginny yelled to the back kitchen as Stef turned back to Estella.

"So you planning on staying and visiting for a bit?" she asked and Estella thought for a moment.

"Well I wasn't really planning on going anywhere so why not? I just needed someplace to get away" Estella answered and Stef smiled, excited at the idea of anew face around here.

"Don't we all" Ginny piped up as she handed the milkshake to Lawerence and the girls laughed.

"Thanks Aunt Ginn" he replied as he immediately started sucking it down.

"Your welcome" she said just as the two boys began to stand.

"We're heading out but before we leave, I'm Mouth and this is Chunk, only the older folks round here call us by our real names" Clarke held a hand out to Estella and she smiled and accepted his handshake.

"I'm not old young man" Ginny scolded as she pointed at him and he laughed, the pair starting to walk away.

"Alright we best be going, see ya later babe" Mouth said as he leaned over and gave Stef a small kiss. Estella was a bit surprised but brushed it off quickly. As he pulled away he gave a small pat to Estella's shoulder and Chunk gave her a wave as they both exited the diner.

"If you plan on staying I might have to be careful. A pretty girl like you could send him running away" Stef said once they were gone and Estella went to respond and assure her of no trouble before Ginny spoke up.

"Oh please you've had that boy wrapped around your finger since you found that damn pirate treasure" and Stef looked to see the immediate shock that painted the new girls features. Estella looked at Stef and she gave a small chuckle.

"Surprise" she said and the two girls fell into joined laughter.

"That's so cool. So you found the treasure?" Estella asked and Stef shrugged and looked at Ginny.

"Not really, I was just along for the journey. There was one boy we wouldn't of done it without" she told her and Estella tilted her head, confused at the modesty that came from telling a story like that.

"Who was the boy?" Estella asked even though she couldn't possibly know who he was.

"Mikey Walsh"

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just1riqht · 2 years

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guys I need a slowburn kirk hammett fic NOW PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I NEED SOMETHING TO READ AT 2AM THATS GOING TO MAKE ME GIGGLE AND CRY AND SCREAM AND SOB

#it would also be great if it was more than 20 chapters #also with angst cause I love angst 😘#kirk Hammett #Metallica #fanfiction #kirk Hammett x reader #metal #classic rock #80s imagines #Metallica imagines #Metallica x reader #80s metal

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babyspiderling · 2 years

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Pete “Mavrick” Mitchell Head Canons

Ok, So I’m a music nerd and I make playlists for my hyper fixation characters.

Every Maverick playlist is filled with rock and metal.

They’re all wrong.

Look at this man. He sings “You’ve lost that loving feeling” and “Great balls of fire”.

Is a Kenny Loggins fan. Genuinely.

Would listen to the “Rock and Roll” side more than hairbands.

Ice would definitely listen to Hair bands and I will die on that hill.

Also a huge Journey and Foreigner fan

Will absolutely sing “Cold as Ice’ to Tom.

Missionary guy for sure.

Also an ass guy.

#80's imagine #80's x reader #80's fanfiction #80s imagines #top gun imagine #top gun #top gun x reader #pete maverick mitchell x reader #maverick x reader

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avalonicons · 10 months

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Requests are open!!

RULES

TV SHOWS

The Vampire Diaries/The Originals:

Damon Salvatore

Stefan Salvatore

Elena Gilbert

Bonnie Bennett

Caroline Forbes

Tyler Lockwood

Jeremy Gilbert

Klaus Mikaelson

Rebekah Mikaelson

Elijah Mikaelson

Kai Parker

Outer Banks:

JJ Maybank

Kiara Carerra

Sarah Cameron

John B. Rutledge

Pope Heyward

Rafe Cameron

Teen Wolf:

Scott McCall

Stiles Stilinski

Liam Dunbar

Derek Hale

Malia Tate

Kira Yukimura

Issac Lahey

Theo Raeken

Brett Talbot

Eli Hale

The Wilds:

Fatin Jadmani

Dot Campbell

Martha Blackburn

Rachel Reid

Shelby Goodkind

Nora Reid

Toni Shalifoe

Leah Rilke

Yellowjackets:

Lottie Matthews

Shauna Shipman

Jackie Taylor

Natalie Scatorccio

Van Palmer

Misty Quigley

Taissa Turner

Pretty Little Liars:

Spencer Hastings

Hanna Marin

Emily Fields

Alison DiLaurentis

Aria Montgomery

Mona Vanderwaal

Caleb Rivers

Toby Cavanaugh

Jason DiLaurentis

Mike Montgomery

Julie and the Phantoms:

Luke Patterson

Alex Mercer

Reggie Peters

The Umbrella Academy:

Luther Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Allison Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Five Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

Viktor Hargreeves

Lila Pitts

Atypical:

Casey Gardner

Izzie Taylor

Stranger Things:

Max Mayfield

Mike Wheeler

Dustin Henderson

Robin Buckley

Lucas Sinclair

Nancy Wheeler

Steve Harrington

Jonathan Byers

Eleven/Jane Hopper

Eddie Munson

Wednesday:

Wednesday Addams

Enid Sinclair

Tyler Galpin

Bianca Barclay

Movies

MCU:

All three Peter Parkers

Kate Bishop

Scream:

Sam Carpenter

Tara Carpenter

Chad Meeks-Martin

Mindy Meeks-Martin

Kirby Reed

Ethan Landry

Quinn Bailey

The Faculty:

Zeke Tyler

The Lost Boys:

Michael

David

Dwayne

Paul

Marko

Fear Street:

Deena Johnson

Samantha Fraser

Kate Schmidt

Simon Kalivoda

Ziggy Berman

Harry Potter:

Hermione Granger

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Neville Longbottom

Luna Lovegood

Cedric Diggory

Percy Jackson & the Olympians:

Percy Jackson

Annabeth Chase

HOCKEY

UMICH:

Mark Estapa

Luca Fantilli

Rutger Mcgroarty

Gavin Brindley

Dylan Duke

Nolan Moyle

Ethan Edwards

NHL:

Adam Fantilli

Luke Hughes

Jack Hughes

Quinn Hughes

Owen Power

Matthew Tkachuk

Kirby Dach

Nick Suzuki

Ryan Suzuki

Auston Matthews

Mitch Marner

Matthew Knies

William Nylander

Alex Nylander

Mathew Barzal

Kaapo Kakko

Nico Hischier

Carter Hart

Mikko Rantanen

Trevor Zegras

Jamie Drysdale

Thomas Bordeleau

Brock Boeser

Brendan Brisson

*FRIENDLY REMINDER TO PLEASE READ MY RULES BEFORE REQUESTING*

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ar-agon · 2 years

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Hi! Could I please request a Lost Boys/Bill and Ted fic please? :)

Note: I’m sorry it took so long, life has been busy and my brain had come up with a lot of ideas for this prompt but I hope you like the one that I decided on. It has also kind of got away from me. So, be prepared for part two soon. -Ar

Beach Day

Summary: It just started as a regular beach day. That was before you lost your friends, Bill and Ted on the boardwalk. In your search for them, you came across a group of punks, one of them seemed to wear the face of one of your boys.

Length: 2245

Santa Carla, the town’s name shouldn’t be able to spark fear into someone but living in California and hearing the stories of what goes on in that town. Well it was no wonder why they called it the Murder Capital of the World. So, of course your friends, Bill and Ted, would choose to go to such a place to go to the beach. They had come to you at the crack of dawn begging you to take them with the promise of paying for gas. It was hard to say no to them, you had been friends for a long time and they knew all the buttons to press to get you to agree. With a sigh had agreed, more so because you hadn’t gotten out of San Dimas for a long time and wanted at least some adventure. You had also heard that Santa Carla had a really nice boardwalk. It was the staying late part that you weren’t sure about but Bill and Ted promised that it would be worth it. Bill even commented that they would keep you safe. Always the knight in shining armor. That’s how you ended up driving the next day at the crack of dawn. Car packed with beach essentials and a cooler filled with food that Bill was already munching on.

“Why Santa Carla of all places?” you asked as San Dimas vanished in the rearview.

“It was the first place we thought of,” Bill answered.

“You do know that it’s called the Murder Capital of the World right?” The boys share a look before looking back at you, “you did know that right?” you asked again in disbelief.

Ted shook his head, “we just looked for the nearest beach, babe.”

“And my dad said that this one has a really cool boardwalk,” Bill added.

“I can’t believe… actually I can,” you sigh, “I’m sure we’ll be fine. As long as we stick together and don’t stay out too late.”

They agreed quickly.

“Are we there yet?” Bill asked, nudging you as he leaned forward from the back seat to get a closer look.

“Not yet,” you tell him as he manages to maneuver himself into the front seat. It was a wonder how he hadn’t hit either you or Ted with all the squirming he had to do. He grinned proudly at you as he sat down in the passenger seat, “I hate to admit but that was… rather impressive.”

“I know,” he winked as he ripped his air guitar. You could see Ted joining in as well. Shaking your head fondly at the pair as you continued your drive to Santa Carla. The rest of the drive was filled with the boys singing to the radio and snacks being passed around. The two hour drive had passed by quickly and before you knew it you were passing the sign for Santa Carla. Bill had leaned out the window watching as the car passed by all sorts of people. He grinned as he sat back down in his seat.

Ted had scrunched up his nose the moment Bill had rolled down the window, “what is that smell?”

You laughed and looked back at him through the rearview, “that’s the ocean my dude.”

“Yeah, Ted,” Bill agreed with a laugh.

“Shut up Bill.”

“Guys,” you spoke up before they could start pushing each other, “look.” You nod your head forward to the boardwalk that just came into view.

“Wow, wicked,” Ted muttered.

“Told you it would be worth it dude,” Bill added.

The moment you had parked the car Bill and Ted raced out of the car and began to rummage through the trunk. You slipped out carefully rounding the car to watch them. They started to pull out the bags that held the swimsuits. Ted was the one that slung it over his shoulder while Bill excitedly took your hand and began to pull you towards the beach.

“Did you remember sunscreen?” you asked as you willingly let Bill lead you around. It was pointless in resisting, he would just throw you a pair of puppy dog eyes. The ones that you could never resist and he knew it too.

“I’m sure it’s in there somewhere,” Ted shrugged. That made you doubt that they remembered it. It was probably still on the kitchen counter.

“I made sure he put it in there for you, babe,” Bill spoke up as you finally made it to the beach. You had skipped the boardwalk for now, the beach had been the main attraction the boy wanted to go to. Anyway, you heard the boardwalk was better when it was darker outside. You had agreed to explore the boardwalk just after the sunset for a couple hours before heading home. That was the plan and hopefully they would be able to stick with it. Though you have known the boys for a while now, since middle school, so it might actually be very unlikely that it goes just the way you wanted it to.

You hadn’t planned to go into the ocean, really you just wanted to watch the pair and read the book you had packed. Even so, Bill made sure that you had switched out of your normal clothes and into your bathing suit.

“Just in case,” he stated with a grin.

After that it didn’t take long for them to pull you away from your book and into the cool salty water. You should have known that you would spend the majority of your time here splashing about and swimming away from the two boys as they tried to dunk you underneath the waves. Though you did manage to lay back against your towel and air dry out before you, Ted was begging to go get some food. Even if you did still have some snacks in the cooler. That wasn’t enough for them, they wanted greasy food. Canvinal food. So, as a compromise you told them that you would get the food if they started to pack the stuff back in the car. The plan was to meet back up at the tables just a little away from the boardwalk after they were done. When they had agreed you split up. One thing you guys said you wouldn’t do when it is dark but you reckoned that you had enough time to grab food before the sun set.

Oh, how wrong you were. You had been waiting at the table for about half an hour, the sun long had set before you realized that the boys weren’t coming. That was how you ended up on the crowded boardwalk looking for Bill and Ted. To be fair Ted was probably the easiest one out of the two to spot but in a crowd like this it seemed impossible. You were just about to give up your search and head to the car when you spotted Bill. The stress almost immediately slipped out of your body as you ran over to him.

“Bill, I thought we said that we would be up at the table,” you rushed out.

“I think you got me mistaken for someone else, sweetheart,” Bill said, no not Bill. The boy might have looked like your friend but he didn’t talk like him and he definitely did not dress like him. Minus the crop top of course.

“Oh, um… sorry you just look like a friend of mine,” you blushed as you took him and the three other boys around him. One word came to your head when you took in their appearance, punks, “I should go, I’m sorry.”

“We could lend a hand in trying to find your friend. You got me curious in what he looks like,” Not Bill said.

“No, it’s really okay. I was just about to go to our car and wait for them.”

“Aw, come on babe. You’re going to miss out on all the fun,” one of the other boys said. This one was wearing skin tight white pants and a mesh shirt.

You sighed, maybe just maybe a few more pairs of eyes wouldn’t be a bad idea in finding Bill and Ted. Also, exploring the boardwalk did sound fun. You didn’t think you could trust these boys but so far all they have done is offer you help, “okay, I could use the help. Ted will probably be the easiest to spot. He’s about this tall,” you reach your hand to indicate how tall he was, “he’s got longish brown hair. If you see anyone do air guitar it’s probably them too.” You explained hoping that that would help them be able to spot him. The punks nodded as they listened to your description.

“And the one that looks like Marko?” the icy eyes of this punk caused a shiver to go through you.

“He um… he has shorter hair but it's still curly. Same general features of course,” you waved blushing out of embarrassment in having to describe Bill to someone that looked very similar to him. Once you finished explaining as best you could, the group of boys started to lead you down the boardwalk to more of the popular attractions.

“What?” you question as you pull your eyes away from a crowd.

“So is this friend of yours, is he handsome?” Not Bill, or Marko asked with a grin as he walked next to you. You guys had been walking around the boardwalk for about an hour looking for your friends. You started with the rides and made your way to the games. You couldn’t fault yourself for riding some with Marko and Paul, that’s what you had come for. You still made sure to keep an eye out for your boys but you had come there to have fun. Which the punks were seemingly happy to supply.

Marko nudged you as he came up to walk beside you.

“The one that looks like me. Do you think he’s handsome?”

“Do you really just want to know if I find you attractive?”

Marko had the decency to look slightly offended at the question but soon one of his friends, Paul, you had learned all their names at some point during your search. Other than Dwayne’s who had pulled you to some gaming booth that was seemingly popular and introduced himself personally to you, started to laugh, “he totally is babe,” he grinned.

“Shut up, Paul,” Marko grumbled. The interaction between the two seemed almost vaguely familiar to that of Bill and Ted. You couldn’t help the silent laugh that spilled out. it was clear to you that each of the boys in this group had different personalities that seem to fit well with each other. Paul and Marko just seemed to be more like Bill and Ted than you were expecting.

“It’s nothing, they just remind me of Bill and Ted so much,” you stated a light blush dusting your cheeks.

“What’s so funny, huh?,” David, the leader of the group asked.

Before Marko or Paul could defend themselves, you heard someone call your name from across the boardwalk. A large grin took over your face once you turned to see who it was, Bill was waving his hand along with Ted on the other side of the crowd. Seems like they had found you before you had found them.

“Bill! Ted!” you called as you ran over to the pair. You were quickly pulled into a group hug once you got close, “where were you guys? I looked everywhere for you.”

They pulled back and looked at you sheepishly, “we got distracted by the lights and ended up at the games,” Bill explained, “but I won you this.” He held out a stuffed teddy bear making you smile.

“Awe, I love him. Thank you,” you kissed his cheek and held tightly to the bear, “but next time please meet me where we had planned. You guys gave me a heart attack.”

“Sorry,” they both muttered. They looked behind you and stared wide eyed. You had forgotten the group that was probably still behind you.

“Ah, right. Bill, Ted, these guys were helping try and find you. David, Dwayne, Paul and Marko,” you introduced them.

“That guy looks like you Bill,” Ted stated, staring between the two with a dumbfounded look on his face.

“I don’t see it,” Marko said, crossing his arms over his chest.

Bill nodded, “yeah, I don't know what you’re talking about Ted.”

“You two are unbelievable,” you mutter.

“Awe, come on sweetheart. I’m much more attractive than him,” Marko winked, making you blush.

“I say it’s a tie,” you teased though you stayed standing next to Bill, who wrapped a protective arm around you.

“So, you do think he’s attractive,” Paul grinned.

“Um… I… maybe,” you stumbled on your words.

“Well, we haven’t yet explored the rest of the boardwalk. Care to join us?” it was David who asked this with a wicked grin on his face. Bill and Ted agreed while you were hesitant. They were nice and fun to be around while you were looking for your boys but something in the air had seemed to change and you didn’t like it. You gripped your teddy bear tighter.

“Come on, babe,” Bill grabbed your hand and pulled you into the group. So, much for going home before it got too late. You sighed and joined the party, maybe it won’t be too bad.

#The Lost Boys 1987 #asked #the lost boys imagine #bill and ted imagine #bill s preston esquire #Ted Logan #paul the lost boys #marko the lost boys #david the lost boys #dwayne the lost boys #80s imagines

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chocolate-teapots · 2 years

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Coming Out: Sam Emerson

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You and Sam are finally alone.

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Warnings: oh gosh, heavy makeout session, boners, orgasms, oral (f receiving), smuttttt

"Sam lights out!"

"Come on mom just one more page, I'm almost finished."

Sam was practically on his knees begging to his mom and Lucy could never understand one little bit the deep connection between a boy and his comics.

Sam didn't even like that horror stuff that he was reading, he'd always scream at the creatures that his lamp made and the voices that the wind would create. It was a sight for sure to see a grown-ass kid running around screaming in his bedroom.

"No Sam, we have a busy day tomorrow. It's grandpa's animal festival thingy! Plus I need to know you're living a healthy lifestyle while I'm gone."

"How could I forget? Your 'big date'. Yes and this comic is helping me to prepare for either a) being kidnapped/murdered by vampires and/or b) deal with the horror that will be that festival, mom. Try to understand!"

I had to admit when Sam got all whiny and teenagery while making up excuses not to go places or bicker with his mom, I couldn't help but chuckle at him. It was like he was a character, all exaggerated in all the right places- too good to be true you could say. But, here he was right in front of me while I was in the shadows.

"Fine. No more attitude though. This family's been through a lot."

"I know. I know"

"20 minutes then lights out."

He smiles that goofy flirty smile of his, looking straight towards the closet doors.

"You're the best!"

"I know!"

Nanook trotted after Lucy proudly to wave her off I'm sure.

The door shut and another one opens. I come falling out of that closet as if I was being suffocated by stuffed dead animals, dirty designer laundry and hidden posters of gorgeous girls. I coughed, catching my breath from having to hide my breath all the time and all he does is laugh mischievously at his mom's stupidity.

"You okay?" he asks, laughing at my outburst quite literally.

"Are you kidding? Do you know how many times this thing poked me in the butt?" I held up a dead hedgehog carefully, feeling the tiny pokes still in my butt from earlier.

He could only laugh and lift his brows.

"Well you better get used to it, it's not the only thing that's gonna be poking you tonight."

I put the dead animal down, feeling as if it was slightly out of place and copy Sam's devilish invitation to his bed where he was laying.

"Is that so?"

I make my way over to him, his comic book laying on his chest as there is better entertainment in front of him now- or so I hoped. I straddle his slightly sitting position, hands comfortable finding their comfort place around his neck and weaving into his blonde hair comfortably. It was still wet from where he bathed earlier and stuck to his flushing face like the sauce to spaghetti.

"Was it worth the wait?" he asks, looking to the closet again where there was a tiny intimidating gap that all the animals could peer out of if they wanted to.

I slid down him, embracing his warm chest over his duvet until he throws it over us both, locking us together in a place so that we could never escape. I didn't really want to either.

"I'm in no rush," I whisper, looking up at him as I finish to see him already figuring me out from above.

His big blue eyes looked at me and I knew they wondered 'what is this girl?' and 'how did I get so lucky?' and this wasn't me being selfish, it was a fact since he reminded me of those questions every single moment we spent together. I wondered the same thing but he's a guy so kinda wondered differently.

Sam's lips capture mine from somewhere way further above than where he was, so above it was heavenly. Sometimes we'd like to shout that we're older than what people think but it was times like this where we enjoyed being young and young other- not having to worry about anything other than this very kiss. But, at the same time, we were maturer and wiser since we kissed and we lived like it was the last time we could ever as if someone was coming to take it all away.

He throws the comic book to the side and I jump sensitive to all the sounds. His arms squeeze my frame, growing more confident in the way we touched and mounting me under the warmth of the sheets.

"I can't wait for a whole weekend of this," he groans in between kisses, distracting me with his words from the pressure he was adding to my neck.

I really tried to hold back my sounds, I really did, like I did in the closet but sometimes nature just has a way of letting all of it out against your will. After all, there was no controlling nature.

"Me neither."

Biting down hard, my chest collided with his suddenly as my back tensed to the sky. He wasn't doing anything other than dating me and still it could drive me crazy.

I used to panic about this kind of thing and Sam said he could feel it in our first awkward little kiss together. You think but how will I know when to do this, what do do with this but there is no answer. You see, even someone as painfully overthinking as me, when faced with that moment at that moment just does it. You just do it and it all makes sense and you become so proud of yourself for something so stupid.

Drilling me against the mattress, his head travels lower down until I could see the outline of his quiff in the space between my middle and his baggy shirt that I was wearing only. He kisses down, leaving the redness of his lips everywhere including my face and my vision. I was seeing red but not the bad red like in Vampires Everywhere, the good red.

The red that can make you feel overwhelming things.

"Can I try something?"

His tone is serious, persuasive and full of hope as if his whole world would crash down if I said no.

Of course, I said yes regardless of his persuasion techniques and I couldn't help but get a little hotter by his question, really feeling that passion that all the older girls chatted about in school while they left me out the circle.

I nod up on my elbows, I nod everywhere and he could feel it with his head directly facing my crotch at this point. The heat I'm sure was like a hairdryer to his face and the wetness and pulsing was surely like he was holding a human beating heart.

"It'll feel good, I promise."

I already knew it would but I didn't know what he was doing.

I was still young- although I'd hate to admit- and of course, being young my knowledge of sex stretched no further than making out and what some of the girls did behind the bleachers while getting out of health class.

He was so far down when my heartbeat reached a deadly pace that his whole body was lying on the bed apart from his head and the tops of his shoulders. Sam's blue eyes were now black, looking at my underwear as if accomplishing a lifelong dream like getting to a top of a mountain and finally getting to embark on that dream.

His breathing alone was driving me insane, in and out, in and out just like my own. The exact same pace. The exact same anxiety and heaviness within it.

What if I'm not sexy?

What if she doesn't like it?

But both 'what if I'm not good enough?'

He warmth of his exhales were brushing against me making tiny pricks of joy and pleasure begin before the DJ had arrived at the party. And then he kissed that other part of me and suddenly I didn't have to worry and even if I wanted to I couldn't.

This was the life.

"I'm so glad you invited me over," I breathed, the crown of my head digging into the headboard to try and bring myself back to reality with pain as so normal life of a human should feel this good at any moment.

He moans into me, tongue wiggling into me after teasing my clit for a while. I didn't really understand what he was doing and had no idea how he was so confidently inexperienced but I didn't care. It was too good to care.

I tried not to roll my eyes when he hummed into me but I couldn't help it. My body had lost control of all of me and the puppet strings had been cut.

My hand flies to the headboard as if he's pulling me more and more towards him, like a black hole taking me in part by part. That black hole continued to suck me in, quite literally, until I reached the core and it good better, nicer and whinier.

By that, I meant I was close.

"Sam, I'm close," I look to him for help as if he could help me at all in his moment.

He replies with that smirk of his, as usual, spreading along with me down there and detaching himself from his previous location. He inserts a finger into me, sending me quickly from a disappointing transition to an 'oh my god what is he doing!'.

I grab the collar of his shirt, pulling him back up towards me in hope that his frame would mute the noises that spilt out of me as dark and as deadly as an oil spill.

"Holy shit you're so hot," he whispers into my ear, youthful voice twitching them as he bites them lightly and playfully.

Was there a secret class in school that I didn't know about?

"Sam."

He asks if I'm ready.

"Oh, Sam."

I nod aggressively.

"Sam please."

He thrusts straight into me.

"Sam."

He continues to torture me.

"Y/N."

He starts the noises.

"Sam."

I reciprocate.

"Sam!"

My mouth was closed.

"Y/N you there?"

So was his.

Too quickly for us to move, the door to him room slams open before we can make it less obvious that we were fucking. Luckily the sheet covered us but no fabric could cover the gasps we made that didn't help our case at all.

"Mike! Get the hell out man! Can't you knock?"

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