#arvin russell imagine

[holyfruitsnax]

Southern Hospitality

Summary: Arvin stumbles across you having a little alone time and decides to help.

Pairing: Arvin Russell x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Masturbation, Slight praise kink, Fem & Male receiving, smutttt 18+ please!!!, cursing, never proofread <3

A/N: Not this almost not saving because my internet went out.

   Arvin’s knuckles thrummed against the old wooden door to your home a few times before stepping back with his hands locked behind himself. “Arvin! How nice to see you!” your mother smiled opening the front door wider so Arvin could come in. “S’nice to see you too Mrs. Y/LN. Is uh, is Y/N here?” Arvin glanced around to try and spot you to no avail. “Yep! She’s in her room, listen, I’ve got to pick up some things from the store, but you’re welcome to stay as long as you want. You like Spaghetti?” She grabbed up a little purse watching the young man nod. “Alright! Then you can join us for dinner!” She beamed before heading out.

   Arvin headed down the hall towards your room, boots gently thudding against the hard pine floor. Your bedroom door was ever so cracked almost like you were in a rush and meant to close it. Just as he went to push the door open the rest of the way with a smile, a soft whine caught Arvin’s attention making him lean his ear closer. Not a pained whine, put one of pleasure. Could you be...No... Arvin felt the sudden urge to take a peek through the slightly open door, a tinge embarrassed at the same time. She’s your friend, give her some space. Arvin decided he’d back away and wait for you to finish and act like he had no idea what you were doing. That is until the loveliest sound graced his ears.

   “Arvin~” You quietly called to him, well, not to him since you didn’t know he was there, but Arvin felt like you were. He felt his dick stir in his pants at the idea of his sweet Y/N getting off to him. So, he took a look and nearly fell out at the sight of your H/C hair messily tossed against your pillow while your fingers ran circles around your clit. Your eyes pressed shut, mouth hung open slightly, God he could practically fall to his knees at this masterpiece. He couldn’t help but push the door open more, leaning against the doorframe to get a better look at you, watching your fingers desperately paw at your sex.

   “Oh my- Arvin please~” You whined again, eyes snapping open as Arvin gave a deep chuckle. “I’m right here darlin’ just tell me what you need.” He hummed letting his dark brown eyes skim over your form. A gasp escaped your throat, trying to tug the covers up to no avail. There stood Arvin Russel, your best friend. His cap on tight, cigarette behind his left ear, eyes glazed over, and a bulge making way in his jeans. How long had he been there? He definitely heard. “I-I’m so sorry-” “Don’t stop on my account.” Arvin slowly clicked the door shut behind him, prowling over you like a bear looks at an elk. Hungry. “You’re not mad?” You furrowed your brows still clutching your blanket. “Mad? No...Turned on?...” He grinned gently pulling the cloth from your fingertips, bearing your skin to himself again, biting his bottom lip with a pleased groan.

   You couldn’t believe it, everything you’ve wanted was about to unravel. Arvin leaned in and kissed you, a rough hand cupping your jaw to keep you close. You pulled away a little resting your forehead against Arvin’s. “Help...Help me?” You swallowed thickly spreading your legs wider beneath the brunette. “My pleasure darlin’...” Arvin pulled you back in for a heated kiss, tongue pushing its way past your soft lips. His hands found your shoulders, laying you back down against the bed, pulling away from you with heavy breaths. Arvin climbed down the bed, unbuttoning his white shirt at the same time so he could toss it to the side. “So pretty~” He stared at your pussy while sliding a finger up and down the wetness that had gathered before popping it into his mouth with a moan. Wetting his finger, Arvin pushed it into you slowly, getting a feel for your tight velvet heat before adding another. He loved the sight of you writhing under him, soft moans luring him in closer.

   Looking down at Arvin you shifted your hips to match the pace of his fingers, swallowing thickly when his lust filled gaze met yours. “M-More!~” He cocked a brow watching you plead to him, you looked helpless. Removing his fingers from you, Arvin quickly shoved them in his mouth again, licking them clean while you watched. Leaning up, Arvin latched onto your left bud sucking and nipping causing your back to arch up into him. Swapping to the other side you could feel him smirking against your skin, he was proud of himself as he peppered kisses down your middle until he was met with your hot center again. Quick hands flipped his beat up cap backwards before delving his tongue deep into your cunt causing you to hiss and moan. Arvin lapped away at your center like he’d been starving in the desert, drenching his chin with your juices. “Oh my- gosh Arvin!” You moaned out as Arvin swapped his abuse to your clit, desperately hoping your parents weren’t home. “Ugh...That.” Arvin groaned against you, one hand moving to pop off his belt, smoothly tugging it through his belt loops, tossing it to the side “Say that again Y/N Darlin’~”.

   Arvin’s firm grip forced your shaking legs against the mattress, licking a stripe up your pussy, tongue swirling your sensitive and slightly swollen clit. Your body jolted feeling oh so close, you listened to Arvin’s instructions. “Feels so good Arvie!” You choked out, only for him to stop. “Why’d you-” Your eyes widened landing on Arvin’s now free cock, oh, that’s why. “Can I- I mean I’ve never. I might not be good at y’know.” You gulped sitting up and crawling over to Arvin’s panting body. “S’okay, you don’t have to if you don’t want to Doll.” He smiled, a gentleman as always. You smiled in return, wrapping your hand around his length watching his head thump against the wall in pleasure. “I want to.” You hummed, keeping your eyes on Arvin’s for a moment, testing yourself a little while slipping his cock into your mouth. 

   Arvin’s jaw clenched, teeth slightly showing while you bobbed your head a little, encouraged by his quiet moans and fingers combing against your scalp. You panicked feeling yourself gag slightly around him, moving to pull away out of embarrassment you were stopped by Arvin’s hand cupping the back of your neck. “S’okay, it happens. Take your time Darlin’ you’re doing so good for me.” Arvin’s voice had dropped lower in his throat, fingers gently rubbing at your neck, not holding you hostage, just there for support. So, you gathered yourself and kept going “Just like that...” He cooed. The longer you sucked, the easier it got, but also the more tired your poor jaw became. Finally having to pull away to get a good breath, Arvin led you to straddle his lap noticing you hold your jaw for a moment. “Sore?” He hummed stroking himself below you “A little...” You admit, Arvin’s lips caressing the edge of your jaw. “My poor baby... Means you were giving it your all, just for me.” He winked sending a shiver up your spine, of course you nodded.

   Lowering your hips slowly taking in Arvin’s cock, you both sighed as soon as your bodies made complete contact. Arvin gave you a moment, waiting for you to begin rolling your hips into his at your own pace. “Heavenly Darlin’....J-Just perfect.” His chest heaved under your fingertips. Your left hand drew shapes across Arvin’s lean chest, enjoying the muscles flexing every now and then while the other snaked behind his head to toss his hat aside, wanting to enjoy his thick curls that bounced with you both. Arvin couldn’t help himself as he began to buck deeper into you making your moans fill the small home. A tight feeling built in your belly as you continued to ride Arvin. “A-Arvin I think I’m getting-” “Alright, I’ve gotcha Darlin’...” He groaned, flipping you both so your back was against the sheets, leg hoisted over Arvin’s shoulder so he could pound into you at his own pace now. Immediately you tossed your head back in bliss, fingers clutching for anything they could reach.

   Arvin watched your tits bounce with each of his thrusts “Come on baby, let go for me Y/N.” he couldn’t help the sloppier pace of his thrusts. Your pussy clenched around him as you came, eyes slamming shut, head tilting back while you let out the loudest, most erotic call of Arvin’s name causing his bliss to join yours. The both of you relaxed, panting in unison as you stared at each other. “That was...” You sighed, loving the dopey smile plastered across Arvin’s face “Oh yeah.” He chuckled pulling out of you so he could lean down and capture your lips again. “I love you Arvie~” You mumbled tiredly against his lips. “I love you too Y/N Darlin’....And next time, come get me first.” He teased pushing some damp curls off his own forehead with a cocky grin. 

Alright, I’ll admit it, I love this and I love Arvin. I hope you do too Loves! - Snax <3

#tom holland #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland imagine #tom holland smut #tom holland one shot #Arvin Russell #arvin russell imagine #arvin russell x reader #arvin russell smut #the devil all the time

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Can you please write a blurb for Arvin with the prints 52 and 84? Also can it be fluff please? Thank you!!!!

It has been a while since I've written for Arvin! Glad to be getting back to him, hope you enjoy love! As always feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated! Also I’m sorry for the late night post, I love you guys xx

Babies and Rivers

52 - “Help me, my leg is asleep.”

84 - "Why are you sticky?"

Pairing: Arvin Russell x Reader

Warnings: None

Summary: Arvin and you head to the river to relax after a long day

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Arvin watched as you paced down the driveway towards his car, it was obvious already that you were exhausted. You were slouched over, your hair, which had been down when he dropped you off, was now tied in a messy ponytail. Arvin leaned over to open the door for you as you approached the car.

“Hey sunshine,” he smiled, “Why the sour face?”

You shot him the dirtiest look he’d ever seen as you climbed into the passenger seat, “We are never, ever having kids.”

He laughed, “That bad?”

You nodded, “You have no idea. They were acting crazy all day, Jonathan started screaming if I put him down for even a second, and I couldn’t get Henry to sit down for anything. I mean even during lunch he kept getting up and running around.”

“I’m sorry darlin’,” he frowned and kissed the back of your hand, “Why don’t we skip the river today? We can just head back to mine or yours so you can rest for a while.”

“No, no, I still wanna go,” you insisted, “I’m sure you already packed food up and everything…”

“I did, but we still don’t have to go.”

“I want to, I’m sure I’ll feel better after I eat and sit down for a while,” you scooted into the middle seat of his truck and kissed his cheek.

“Alright,” he grinned, “But let me know if you change your mind.”

“Yay,” you cheered, snuggling into his side as he pulled onto the road.

Arvin set his hand on your leg but almost instantly retracted it, his face contorting to disgust, “Why are you sticky?”

“Oh god,” you groaned and looked down at your legs, they looked fine but when you touched them they were sticky, “I let the boys have some popsicles, I thought I got it all off of me,” you cringed as you poked your leg, “That’s disgusting.”

Arvin started to laugh, “Don’t worry, you can rinse off in the river.”

You sighed and leaned back against the car seat, “You better have packed some good food.”

“Don’t worry, I made us some sandwiches, and I went to that bakery downtown and got some of those little cakes you like,” he reached over for you again, running the back of his fingers down your cheek, “You could close your eyes for a minute pretty girl.”

“I’m okay,” you assured, turning lazily towards him, “You’re the best boyfriend in the world, you know that?”

“I try my best,” he lifted his arm, giving you room to snuggle up underneath it, “Now come here, sticky or not, I like having you close.”

“Aw,” you cooed as he wrapped his arm around you.

You turned your attention to the road ahead of you. The town started to fade away, being replaced with dense trees and only the occasional home as you krept closer and closer to the river. Arvin was driving out further than he usually he did, wanting to make sure that you two wouldn’t run into anyone while you were out. It was a special day, he wanted to keep it just the two of you.

“Here we are,” he grinned as he pulled into a small dirt parking lot. A large sign advertised some kind of hiking trail, “Looks like it’s just us.”

“Yay,” you grinned.

Arvin passed you the picnic blanket as he climbed out of the car. He took the basket of food and your hand and led you down a thin dirt trail. It was hot, and you were tired, but Arvin promised you it wasn’t a far walk. He half jokingly offered you a piggyback ride, but you had a little too much pride to accept it.

“Here we are,” he grinned as you two stumbled into a small alcove.

The river bank was all rock and grass, it was much more serene than the dirt banks closer to your home. You spread the blanket out on the grass and happily fell down on top of it. You kicked off your shoes and spread your arms out over the blanket. Arvin laughed and set the basket down beside you. You watched with a smile as he lifted his shirt over his head, leaving him in just his swim trunks.

“I would whistle if I wasn’t so tired,” you grinned up at him.

He smiled and tossed his shirt at your face, “There, you can have a souvenir.”

You rolled your eyes and pushed his shirt off you, “Come on, I already have a million of those.”

“Cause you’re a thief,” he pinched your chin and opened up the basket, “You still hungry sweetheart?”

“I’m starved,” you rubbed your grumbling stomach with a smile, “Sandwiches right?”

He nodded and set a paper plate in your lap, “Yeah, I put a lot of hard work into them so you better enjoy.”

Your eyes widened excitedly as he presented the sandwich to you, “Don’t worry, I plan on it.”

The sandwich tasted divine after the long day you’d had. You were eternally grateful that you had a boyfriend who didn’t mind sitting quietly while you ate. Arvin was always happy just to be near you, and he didn’t mind at all if you wanted to sit in silence after a long day. He would just sit beside you and peck at his food, watching you watch the river.

“This is nice,” you hummed, “The river’s beautiful.”

“You’re beautiful,” Arvin pecked your cheek.

You flushed and turned to him, “You don’t have to be so sweet all the time Arvin.”

“Well sure I do, it’s what you deserve,” he nuzzled his nose against your cheek, “How’s the sandwich?”

“Amazing,” you groaned before shoving the last bite into your mouth.

“Save room for dessert,” he laughed, “You really were starving huh?”

You nodded, “You have no idea, I had no time to eat while I was chasing the kids, I thought I was about to wither away.”

“My poor girl,” he flashed a pout, “You know when we have kids I’m sure they’ll be much sweeter to you than the boys are. They’ll save all the screaming and running around for me.”

“The boys are sweet Arvin, they’re just kids,” you cracked a small smile, “And I’m sure our kids will terrorize us equally.”

“Well probably, but I was trying to make you feel better,” he chuckled and peeked into the basket beside him, “You want your cake now sweetheart?”

You hummed and nodded, “Yeah, I think I do.”

“Great, just one thing first,” his cheeks dusted pink, “I know you said you didn’t want to do gifts but I couldn’t help myself…”

“Arvin,” you scolded.

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” he waved his hand at you and reached into the basket, pulling out a small black, velvet box, “It’s small, don’t worry.”

You tried to fight your smile as he placed the box in your lap, “Now I feel bad, I should have got you something.”

“I don’t need anything sweetheart, I just like seeing you happy,” he kissed your cheek, “Go ahead and open it.”

“I am, have some patience,” you giggled and pulled the box open.

Inside was a simple silver chain with a small heart charm hanging off of it. The charm had been delicately carved with both of your initials. It was absolutely gorgeous, your mouth fell open in disbelief.

“You like it?” he questioned.

You quickly nodded, “I love it Arvin, this is so beautiful.”

He let out a relieved breath, “Thank goodness. You have no clue how nervous I was.”

“I love it,” you repeated, pulling him in for a quick kiss, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” he set both his hands over yours, “Can I help you put it on?”

“Yes, please,” you nodded eagerly.

Arvin crawled behind you and swept your hair to the side. He took the necklace from the box and wrapped it around your neck. He carefully clasped it behind you and pressed his lips to your neck.

“There,” he pulled away with a content hum, “I think it looks pretty, silver looks good on you.”

You nodded in agreement, “It’s perfect.”

“I’m glad you like it,” he ran his hand over your collar with a smile, “Happy anniversary sweetheart.”

“Happy anniversary,” you cooed back and wrapped your arms around his neck, “Have I ever told you how handsome you are?”

“A few times,” he nuzzled his nose against your cheek and started trailing kisses up your jaw, “How about we head in the water? It’s hot out here.”

“You can head in, I think I’m gonna lay down for a minute,” you patted his chest and flattened out the blanket, “Just a minute though, don’t let me fall asleep.”

“Why are you laying down if you don’t wanna fall asleep?” he laughed.

“I just wanna rest a minute,” you laid your head in his lap, “You can get in if you want.”

“No, no, I’ll stay here,” he ran his hand through your hair, “You rest.”

Your eyes fell heavy as you watched the river in front of you. The soothing sound of the water and Arvin’s hand in your hair were urging you to sleep, but you were determined to stay awake. You wanted to enjoy the river and actually get in the water for a while, you could sleep later, when you were curled up in bed with your boyfriend.

“You still wanna stay awake pretty girl?” Arvin cooed, noticing you starting to drift off in his lap.

“Yeah,” you mumbled, “I’m gonna get up and we’re gonna go swim.”

He smiled to himself, “Why don’t you get up then?”

“I will, I will,” you promised, “It’s only been a minute.”

“No,” he peaked at his watch, “It’s been almost an hour.”

You looked up at him, “No it hasn’t.”

“Yes, it has,” he chuckled, “You keep drifting off and waking up. You know we can always go home if you’re that tired, the river will still be here tomorrow.”

“I want to swim,” you insisted, slowly pushing yourself off his lap, “I gotta get my dress off.”

Arvin’s lips tugged to a smirked as you attempted to reach back and unzip your dress, “Let me help,” he gently tugged your zipper down to free you from the dress, “There you go.”

“Thank you,” you pulled the dress up and over your head and folded it up in your lap.

Arvin stood, taking just a moment to admire you in your swimsuit, “You coming?”

You yawned and nodded, “Yeah, just a sec.”

“I told you, we can always go home,” he offered again.

“I’m coming,” you tried to push yourself up, only for you to fall back down. Your left leg, which you’d been laying on top of, was totally numb, “Ouch,” you grunted as you fell back down.

Arvin started laughing, “Forget how to stand sweetheart?”

“No,” you groaned, “Help me, my leg is asleep,” you extended your arms towards him, expecting him to help you stand back up.

“Poor girl,” he clicked his tongue and bent down in front of you, “Let me help.”

He hoisted you into the air suddenly, pulling you in close to his chest as he stood. You squealed and clung to his neck, “Arvin put me down!” you demanded through a fit of giggles.

“You asked for help, I’m helping,” he laughed in response as he approached the water.

“You know that’s not what I meant,” you continued giggling as he entered the water.

“The water feels nice,” he dipped you down so your feet grazed the water.

You shivered at the sensation and stretched to try and dip your legs the rest of the way in, “Come on, let me get in.”

“Oh you mean put you down?” Arvin cocked his head, pretending not to know what you wanted as he waded deeper.

“Yes dork, so I can swim.”

“Ah,” he hummed, “I could do that, but I sort of like having you close,” he kissed your cheek, “You know you might be able to convince me to let you go though.”

“And how would I do that?” you smiled as he pulled you into the water with him, “A kiss maybe?”

“A kiss might do it,” he nodded.

“Okay,” you cupped his face in your hands, running your thumbs over his cheeks before you pressed his lips to his.

He smiled into the kiss, gently squeezing your body against his. His grip on you loosened and he let you slip out of his arms. Slowly you pulled away, looking up at him with a big smile. He pressed a kiss to the tip of your nose, then to your forehead.

“You know you’re too cute for your own good sunshine,” he purred.

“Well you’re too handsome for your own good,” you hummed in response.

“As long as I’m handsome enough for you to stick around that’s all I care about,” he ran his thumb over your bottom lip, “You better start swimming if that’s what you wanna do sweetheart, otherwise I’m gonna start kissing you again.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” you took his hand and leaned back into the water, “I think we’ve got time for both.”

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[ptergwen]

hiii !! i have a request for arvy 🥺🥺

can we do like he gets injured probably doing something stupid but y/n is under the impression that it’s rlly bad until she sees him & arvin has to calm her down and maybe like get her to fall asleep next to him ? i love the like worried gf trope haha

w/c: 547

a/n: omfg i’m soooooooo sorry for how late this is but this req is super cute and i hope you enjoy anyways <3 mwah

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“you better come quick, y/n. he’s hurt real bad.”

lenora drags you down the hall to arvin’s room. you rush behind her, letting her guide you by your hand.

“how bad is it? is he gonna be okay?” you ask. “you know arvin. he’s always gettin’ into trouble,” lenora sighs. “but he’s back on his feet in no time,” she reminds you. “your brother’s a champ, i’ll give him that,” you agree. the two of you stop in front of arvin’s bedroom door. “so are you for puttin’ up with him,” lenora smiles.

“thanks, nora. i’ve got it from here.”

lenora nods and disappears back down the hallway. you enter the room without bothering to knock, concern evident on your features. arvin is laid on his bed with a damp washcloth held to his forehead, his face littered with gashes. he jolts up when you barge in.

“aw, baby,” you coo, taking a seat at the edge of the bed. “it’s late, sweetheart. what’re you doing here?” arvin wonders. “lenora rang. said you had an accident,” you cup his face in both your hands. your thumbs smooth over the slices in his skin. “what happened?” you frown. “it was nothin’. nothin’ you need to worry your pretty little head about,” arvin assures you.

you raise a stern eyebrow at your boyfriend. he props himself up on his elbows and sets his washcloth aside, revealing a bump on his forehead.

“that’s not nothin’, arvin,” you gasp. “you get into another fight? if that son of a bitch gene is still pickin’ on you, i swear i’ll-“

“settle down, sweetheart. i ain’t fight nobody,” arvin chuckles, arms looping around your waist. “got a little banged up while i was workin’ on my car, that’s all,” he says. “but you work on your car all the time. never been hurt like this,” you tilt his head up to better inspect his face. “yeah, i know. made a mistake this time,” arvin winces.

“what kind of mistake?”

“i had the hood popped, and it sorta closed on me.”

arvin offers a pained smile. you let out a breath and press your forehead to his, careful to avoid the bump on it. he pulls you into his lap, his grin widening.

“didn’t break no bones or anything, did you? maybe we should get you checked up.”

“that’s alright. i’m okay, sweetness. promise.”

your eyes search for arvin’s. they meet yours.

“you sure? ‘cause lenora made it sound like somethin’ serious,” you recall. “shoot, she wasn’t even supposed to tell you,” arvin mumbles. “why not?” you furrow your eyebrows. “i don’t like it when you worry ‘bout me, and now you’re worryin’,” he nudges your forehead with his.

“i love you, arvin. can’t help it.”

“i love you, too. but i hate seein’ you so stressed out.”

“then don’t be so stressful.”

arvin captures your lips in a soft kiss. one of your hands travels down the back of his neck, lips moving slowly with his.

“think we both need a good night’s sleep. you wanna stay over?” arvin speaks up. “course,” you smile.

the two of you crawl into bed, cuddling up in each other’s arms. you kiss the bump on arvin’s forehead before he drifts off to a well deserved slumber.

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Tom Holland & co fic recs 

Other Fic Recs 🌱

Masterlist 🧚🏻‍♀️

➪ Tom Holland

Works by @waitimcomingtoo 

One man cult

See you lat8er boy

My girl 

His kiss, the riot

Works by other amazing writers 

Silent Britain (Chapter 1 and 2) By @marvelhero-fics

➪ Peter Parker 

Works by @waitimcomingtoo 

(Series) Touch (my heart - you broke it and mended it nicely 😭)

(Series) Fine Line

(Series) Where we start again

Into the multiverse (this was way too funny)

Works by other amazing writers 

Good soup by @hollandsmushroom 

Dancing with your ghost by @illicitlimerence-writes 

Jealous! Reader by @peterbenjiparker 

Peter and the reader making out all day by @ptergwen

➪ Arvin Russell 

Works by @waitimcomingtoo 

Red

We both reached for the gun

Grapevine

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[silkscream]

💌 - you said arvin loves doggy…don’t be shy babe give us more

minors dni 18+ only!!!!!!!!!!

ok HAHA yeah. yes.

who doesn’t fucking love it? he’s so goddamn smitten with you that he’ll take you any way you like. seeing your gorgeous face twist into bouts of pleasure is one of his favorite things. but you know what he thinks is the best? might be heaven on earth?

fucking you from behind. arvin’s a romantic little fuck when he wants to be, but mostly he’s quiet. stoic to strangers. and when he’s alone with you and you’ve got your ass pushed up in the air waiting for him, of course he can’t fucking resist.

the angle is perfect for the both of you because you swear it feels the deepest when it’s from behind. he hammers into you at a fast pace and straight to your g-spot somehow, and you feel like you might explode from the way he tugs on your hair. your loud moans getting shut up with his fingers down your throat, other hand cupping your breast. the feeling of his hands firm on your hips to let you know that he’s the one in charge. when he spanks your ass to get you to be a little louder.

yeah. you could say arvin’s a fan of doggy.

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[i-think-i-have-too-many-fandoms]

ALL RIGHTY welcome to my blog if you’re here then you probably saw this post and my username and said to urself “maybe I should see what this is about”

WELL, this blog is as my username says, I have too many fandoms and sometimes I write stuff for them. I will also reblog the fics that I read and enjoy so that you can read and enjoy them too. I may do requests but that’s a biiiiig ‘if’. I will now list the fandoms that I have and it will probably be added to.

~updated June 17th 2023~

Movies ⬇️

Descendants

- [ ] Harry Hook

The devil all the time

- [ ] Arvin Russell

Marvel

- [ ] Billy and tommy maximoff (STRICTLY PLATONIC/paternal)

- [ ] Bucky Barnes

- [ ] Captain Marvel

- [ ] Erik Killmonger

- [ ] Ikaris

- [ ] Loki

- [ ] Natasha Romanov

- [ ] (Mcu) Peter Parker

- [ ] (Tasm) Peter Parker

- [ ] (Tfatws) Sharon Carter

- [ ] Steve Rogers

- [ ] Yelena Belova

The Maze Runner

- [ ] Thomas

- [ ] Newt

- [ ] Minho

Top Gun: Maverick

-[ ] Bradley (Rooster) Bradshaw

-[ ] Jake (Hangman) Seresin

-[ ] Bob (maybe)

Uncharted

- [ ] Nathan Drake

TV Shows ⬇️

Arcane

- [ ] Silco

- [ ] Vi

- [ ] Jinx

- [ ] Viktor

The Bodyguard

- [ ] David Budd

Boku no hero academia

- [ ] Izuku Midoriya

- [ ] Denki Kaminari

- [ ] Hawks

- [ ] Bakugou Katsuki

- [ ] Eijirou Kirishima

Criminal Minds

- [ ] Spencer Reid

Game Of Thrones

- [ ] Robb Stark

- [ ] Jon Snow

Haikyuu

- [ ] Daichi

- [ ] Sugawara (sometimes)

- [ ] Ushijima

- [ ] Oikawa

- [ ] Tsukkishima

- [ ] Kita

- [ ] Bokuto

- [ ] Iwaizumi

- [ ] Yamaguchi

Stranger Things

- [ ] Eddie Munson

- [ ] Steve Harrington

- [ ] Billy Hargrove (just less racist)

- [ ] Robin Buckley

- [ ] Chrissy Cunningham

- [ ] Dimitri Antonov

Teen wolf

- [ ] Stiles Stilinski

- [ ] Isaac Lahey

- [ ] Allison Argent

Wednesday

- [ ] Derek Hale

- [ ] Theo Raeken

- [ ] Tyler Galpin

- [ ] Wednesday Addams

- [ ] Xavier Thorne (possibly)

Actors/actresses ⬇️

- [ ] Richard Madden

- [ ] Sebastian Stan

- [ ] Tom holland

- [ ] Chris evans

- [ ] Henry Cavill

- [ ] Sam holland

- [ ] Matthew Gray Gubler

- [ ] Dylan O’Brien

- [ ] Florence Pugh

- [ ] Cody Christian

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[mrs-hollandstan]

Arvin blurb where maybe him and the reader are trying for a baby and then end up having a darling baby girl named Lenora and Arvin being absolutely in love and always kissing his little girl's cheeks

Ded

You smile as you watch your husband coddle your little girl through the screen door. He points out the monarchs and the blue jays, showing her the clouds. He bounces her up and down. He's so infatuated with her and you know why.

It was so hard to get your little baby girl here. She was the first of your little loves to make it earth side, two brothers and a sister preceding her. Arvin’s heart broke a little more each time you'd lost a baby, so he couldn't get too excited until he was holding that sweet little babe who looked just like him. And the first time he'd called her Lenora, you couldn't take that away from him, so that's what you'd named her. And now here she was, four months old and the light of her daddy's life.

He brings her down and kisses her cheeks noisily, her gurggly giggles filling the air around you. You giggle yourself as Arvin cradles her to his hip. He sits beside you, leaning in to kiss your cheek,

"I don't know how you did it but goddamn she's perfect." He murmurs. You watch, smile etched into your features as he lays her down across the blanket the two of you sit on. You lean on his shoulder,

"She is, isn't she? Everything you expected?" You ask. He nods,

"Better. She's everything I've ever dreamed about and more." He murmurs, watching Lenora take one of her feet and drag it up to her mouth, chewing on her little toes. He smiles as you dampen a paper towel and dab at her feet, paranoid of something happening to her. Anything.

"You're everything and more I've ever hoped for, ya know?" He poses. You glance at him, smiling softly,

"Yeah, you tell me every once in a while. But it's nice to hear." He chuckles,

"I love you. And our baby girl." He growls, lifting her and kissing her pudgy cheeks again. She giggles, squealing as he tickles her neck. And you can't help but think that you're the one that's lucky. You have a gorgeous, loving husband, and the cutest little girl with all of her daddy's features you love. You really have the best life.

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[biracialdisaster]

Wedding Night

Part 11 of the Jailbait au. Find all the chapters here

Thank you to everyone who reads this but especially @a-reader-and-a-writer who has let me scream and vent and chat about it when she doesn't even go here!

Words: 2,200 ~ Pairing: Arvin Russell x prison nurse!reader ~ content: non explicit smut, angst, fluff

In the end, the dress you choose is very simple. A very, very pale grey, the colour of the sky on a winter day when there’s rain in the air.

Your sister comes around. Not entirely, but she helps you choose a pretty lingerie set to wear under the dress. It’s silky soft and wraps you up like the finest gift. Thinking about Arvin’s hands on you, taking it off, makes your blood run hot.

“You look so pretty,” she says as you turn slowly in the dress shop.

“Thankyou.”

“He’s nice,” she says, casting a critical eye on the hem, ensuring it looks perfect. “I didn’t expect that. I thought… well, you know.”

You take her hand. “I know. It surprised me, too. I’ve never met anyone like him.”

“He loves you. It’s written all over his face, every time he looks at you,” your sister says, a little wistfully. “I understand now why you could hardly entertain Timothy.”

You pay for the dress. 

Emma, Arvin’s grandmother, chose not to come once your sister offered, saying she wanted to be surprised. You hope she approves; she means a lot to Arvin and that means her opinion matters to you, as well.

“Do you think you’ll get….. You know,” your sister whispers as she gets into the passenger side of your car. “A wedding night?”

“I sure hope so.”

“Other prisoners get married, don’t they?” she presses. “Anyway, I hope you get one.”

Before you start the car, you squeeze her hand. “Thank you for coming.”

She smiles. “We have to be there for each other, don’t we? I’m not sure Hank’ll come, but I’ll try and talk him around.”

You don’t really care if your brother in law does or doesn’t come, but you don’t say that.

You stop at a red light and worry Arvin’s ring with your thumb. You hope everything goes well, for him. You can leave and go home after whatever happens. He can’t.

Will he ever?

You put the maudlin thoughts away and instead focus on the wedding.

******

The day you’re due to be married dawns bright and clear. Arvin wrote to you a few days ago.

Dear darlin’ 

I can hardly wait to see you.

It’s gonna be the happiest day of my life. I know it.

Yours,

Arvin

You read the letter through several times, although it’s short. 

Your sister helps you dress after admiring the underwear.

“He’s gonna swallow his tongue.”

You frown. “If he gets to see it.”

“He will.” She fusses with your hair after the dress is on, slides in a pretty pear hairclip and some flowers from her yard, baby’s breath and tiny white roses. She applies your make-up with a careful hand. “He ever seen you dressed up before?”

“He’s only ever seen me in my uniform, actually.”

Your sister laughs. “Yeah, boy’s gonna lose his mind. Can’t wait to hear all about it.” She spreads a little bit of blusher on your cheeks, and rouges your lips, just enough to add some rosy colour. “You look perfect, sis.”

You hug her tightly. You didn’t ever picture yourself getting married without her.

You also didn’t picture getting married in a jailhouse, but….

Life surprises us, sometimes. It’s what your mother used to say. And you’ll never be sorry that Arvin was your surprise.

Your sister drives you to the prison. Her husband’s coming in his own car, so you two will have this time together.

She walks you up to the meeting room that the wedding will be held in. Hardly your dream venue, but better than a plain cell. Governor Paulson has a soft spot, it seems, and you’re grateful.

Emma and Earskell are waiting outside. Emma looks lovely in a dress of pale rose, flowers of the same colour in her hair.

You greet her with a kiss on the cheek. She beams.

“I never thought I would be happy again. Thank you for giving me this,” she says softly.

Earskell just smiles and inclines his head.

“Arvin’s inside,” Emma says, and then one of the wardens opens the door.

The room has been decorated. Fresh flowers adorn a little table at the front, and even the sad, plain plastic prison chairs have been draped with garlands of eucalyptus, giving the space a fresh, hopeful smell.

Then you look up and Arvin’s gaze is riveted on you.

His eyes are wet and he looks gorgeous.

You didn’t tell him your dress was grey, but by some miracle or divine providence, his suit is grey, too, slate grey, and the cut of it accentuates his leanly muscled frame. His hair has been neatly combed, but that one unruly lock still bisects his left eyebrow. He’s freshly shaven, his shoes are new. He isn’t wearing a tie, but the edges of his crisp white shirt flirt with the lapels of his suit jacket in a deeply attractive way.

You hope you can get him alone.

“Hi,” he mouths to you from across the room.

“Hi,” you mouth back.

Your sister loops her arm through yours and you walk towards your future husband. Your gaze tracks briefly across the room and you see your brother in law, a few close friends, some colleagues who smile at you. But for the most part, your eyes are only for Arvin.

Your sister walks you all the way to him, leans in to whisper, “love you,”and you squeeze her hand before letting her go.

Governor Paulson stands guard as Arvin holds out his hands, and you take them. His eyes go wide for a second, like he can’t believe this is happening.

Out of the corner of your gaze, you see Emma, Earskell and your sister take their seats.

“You look like Heaven,” Arvin murmurs. His voice breaks a little on the last word.

“So do you.”

“Naw.” His eyes rove over your face and then take in your dress. “Prettiest girl I ever did see, and she’s mine. I had to pinch myself this mornin’.”

You open your mouth to reply, but Paulson clears his throat, and smiles at you briefly, before beginning, “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today….”

The ceremony goes by in a happy blur. You hold Arvin’s gaze for most of it, every iota of your being focused on the feel of his hands on yours, the sound of your full name in his voice as he pledges himself to you.

When Paulson pronounces you married, you lean in and kiss your husband, framing his face in your hands. When Arvin draws back to look at you, his eyes are wet, the strip lighting above you both picking out the flecks of gold in his brown irises.

“I love you,” he murmurs.

Everything inside you goes oh, so still. It’s the first time he’s said it.

“I love you, too,” you whisper, and for a moment, everything else falls away, and it doesn’t matter that this is a prison, or that your husband normally has to wear cuffs. He loves you, and you love him, and your heart feels like it’s flying.

“Pictures!” Your sister cries from her seat, and then the little cameras are flashing as you and Arvin pose. He bends to press a kiss to your forehead as your sister snaps a picture, and you hope you can get some of them to frame.

If you feel sad that you won’t share a home with your husband, you push it down. Today is a day for joy.

Emma has organised a little wedding breakfast in the same room, and the small group of you feast on corned beef sandwiches and pretty little cupcakes. You’re so on top of the world that it tastes like food fit for a King and Queen.

And then Governor Paulson tells you, in a quiet moment, that he’s arranged for you and Arvin to be alone in one of the prison’s top floor rooms reserved for visiting officials.

**** 

Someone’s been in, because a single rose lies on the bed. The gesture touches you, even if Arvin is led up here behind you in cuffs.

Paulson unlocks them himself, nods to you both. “The warden will be two doors away. Mr Russell goes back to his cell at seven a.m.”

Seven a.m is twelve hours away. Twelve hours alone with your husband. It feels like not enough, but it’s more than you could hope for.

The door shuts, and locks.

Arvin crosses over to you, and envelops you in his arms. When you look up at him, he grins, and this happiness sketched on his face, it’s devastating.

“Hi there, Mrs Russell.”

You grin back. “Hi, there, Mr Russell.”

His eyes dance with joy, and he kisses you. You kiss him back, and for the longest time, you just kiss, kiss and enjoy being together after a long break. And then kissing isn’t enough, and you lead Arvin over to the bed and turn him  so that when you push his shoulders, he sits on the edge of the mattress.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs as you slide his suit jacket off. It puddles on the bed with a whisper of fabric. “This dress… wow.”

“You look pretty wow yourself.” You kneel at his feet and his eyes widen for a second, and then you unzip his suit pants and his gaze goes hot and dark at the implication of what you’re about to do.

“Yes?” you ask.

“Holy shit, yes.” His voice has gone rough and ragged, like he’s on the edge of control and my God, it’s sexy.

You slide your hands up his thighs and notice that he’s fisting his fingers in the comforter on the bed. His erection tents the suit pants and you reach inside, draw it out through the slit in his serviceable underwear. You lick him softly, slowly, like a much longed for ice cream cone. His eyes drift closed; a muscle in his jaw ticks. 

“Oh, wait!” You say, suddenly remembering your underwear.

He gives you a pained look.

“I promise it’ll be worth it.” And you reach behind you and unzip the back of your dress. The soft material falls around your feet, a circle of pale grey magic, and you’re naked save the beautiful underwear.

Arvin doesn’t say anything, but the heat snapping in his eyes could start fires all over the county. He draws a deep breath and his hands clench and unclench.

“C’mere,” he eventually says, his voice an octave lower, and you start to kneel again, but  he stays you. “Up here.”

You climb on to his lap and straddle him, lean in for a kiss. He groans into your mouth.

“Tryin’ to kill me?” he asks softly.

“Trying to make it memorable.”

He swallows. “Any more memorable and I’ll be comin’ in my pants like a greenhorn.” 

“I wouldn’t mind.”

“I would. This is our weddin’ night.” He holds you tightly, presses his face into the curve where your neck and shoulder meet. “I’m gonna make it good for you. Perfect, even.” He takes a deep, shuddering breath. “Can’t even figure where to start.” He draws a reverent finger over the curve of one bra cup. “Feels like it’s made of pure fantasy. You got this, special for me?”

You laugh. “Of course.”

He gives you the look of a humbled man. “Don’t deserve you. But I’m gonna spend the rest of my days makin’ sure you never regret this.”

He spends hours touching and kissing you reverently, stroking first over the silky garments and then removing them. He’s light-hearted, playful, as you make love to each other. You treat him just as gently, like treasure, finding your favourite parts of him under the suit. When you finally straddle him and take him inside you, his hands map the curves of your hips. Having him inside you feels like coming home. You try to commit everything to memory. The line of his neck as he throws his head back in bliss. The hard length of him hitting that sweet spot. The scratch of his voice as he hoarsely whispers your name, lost in pleasure. The taste of his skin.

He’s as good as his word, making you come with his fingers, his mouth and finally his cock, again and again, until you’re boneless with pleasure, beyond sated.

For your part, you bring him to the edge of orgasm time and again, working him over with your hands and lips and tongue, until he’s shaking with need, his breath coming in pants, begging to be inside you, whatever way you allow. 

When you both fall into sleep, wrapped around each other, it’s so late that night has almost folded over into morning. You’re snuggled as close to Arvin as you can manage, your face tucked into his chest, the comforter keeping you in your own little cocoon of bliss.

You’ve barely been asleep for an hour before all hell breaks loose.

-----

@a-reader-and-a-writer @loverhymeswith @supremethunda @full-time-make-believer @the-not-so-silent-back-up @inmp89 @minejungwoo @cocoablossom

#arvin russell imagine #arvin russell fanfiction #tom holland imagine #the devil all the time

[annab-nana]

arvin russell blurbs

one where arvin can’t figure out why you’re sick

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[waitimcomingtoo]

Fire Meet Gasoline

Pairing: Arvin Russel x Reader

Synopsis: when you see your ex boyfriend in public, you ask the closet stranger to pretend to be your boyfriend

Requested by @xtom-darling-x17

Masterlist

Arvin wasn’t one to offer help to people, much less a stranger, but you had caught his eye. He stood by his car after filling his tank with gas and watched you stare at the gas pumps with a puzzled look on your face. He had seen you pull into the gas station with such confidence, but that was all gone now that you had to pick the right pump to put in your car. Arvin debated driving away and letting you figure it out by yourself since after all, he didn’t even know you. But after watching you hesitantly reaching for the diesel for the third time, he decided to speak up.

“Need help miss?” He asked as he approached you. You stiffened up at the sound of his voice and took an instinctive step away from him.

“No. I’m fine, thanks.” You replied without looking at him.

“You sure about that?” Arvin asked as he watched you hesitantly pick up the diesel pump.

“Said I don’t need any help from the likes of you, all right?” You said again. “Just leave me alone and go on your way.”

“Sorry miss. Didn’t mean to trouble you. Just noticed you was putting diesel in your car, is all.” Arvin said and raised his hands in defense.

“Diesel?” You paused and looked down at the pump in your hands.

“Yeah, darling. That right there is diesel.”

“Psh. I knew that. I like diesel.” You lied and brought the pump over to your car.

“Oh, my bad. Didn’t know that. Can I ask if you also like your car blowing up?” Arvin asked sarcastically.

“Excuse me?”

“Diesel will clog your fuel system and keep the car from startin. If you push the gas pedal too much, whole car will burst in flames. Seen it happen right in front of me once. The guy barely made it out alive.”

“Oh.” You froze and looked down at the pump in your hands.

“Could help you out, if you like.” He offered again.

“No thank you. I said I was fine.” You repeated, in a kinder tone this time. Arvin nodded and took a step back as he watched you put the diesel pump back. You looked between the other two pumps for a minute before hesitantly grabbing the one in the middle.

“Um….” You hesitatingly looked to Arvin to see if you were about to make another fatal mistake. He shook his head and held up one finger to let you know you needed pump number one. You gave him a tight smile before putting back the pump in your hand and picking up the first one. You put the pump in your car and just stood there until Arvin put his hand over yours to squeeze the pump. You felt the gas flow out and looked at Arvin with an embarrassed smile.

“Thanks.” You said quietly.

“No problem, doll.” He chuckled and felt his face flush from how close you were.

“Sorry I was short with you before. I have a hard time trusting men sometimes.” You admitted without looking into his eyes.

“Yeah? Seems we have that in common.”

“I just didn’t know if you were gonna fill my car up and then try to get me to repay you or something.”

“Repay me?”

“You know. With a kiss or something.”

“Darling, I’m no gentlemen, but I’m no villain either. I’d never try and get you to do something you didn’t want to do. Just saw a pretty lady struggling and wanted to offer my help. That’s all.” Arvin assured you, and you felt yourself believing him.

“Oh. Well thats very nice of you. Sorry I was rude.”

“No need to be sorry. Got a sister back home and I hope she’s half as vigilant as you are. Can’t trust nobody in this town. Especially not the men.” Arvin said and looked around the gas station.

“Don’t I know it.” You sighed. Arvin noticed the sadness in your voice and gave you a long look. He hadn’t seen you around before, which was strange since he thought he knew everyone in town. You were awfully pretty and the fact that you were a little mean to him made him like you even more.

“My names Arvin, by the way.” He told you.

“Y/n.” You smiled warmly at him.

“Nice to meet you, Y/n.” He returned the smile.

“You too, Arvin. Thanks again for the lesson.” You replied. You finished pumping the gas in your car and watched as Arvin returned the pump so you would know what to do next time.

“I’m really smart, by the way.” You said after a beat of silence.

“Huh?” He laughed in surprise.

“I’m really smart. I’m a school teacher down by the church. I went to college too. And I was the top of my class.” You told him, adding something every time you thought of a different example of your intelligence.

“Is that so?” Arvin asked, still confused what point you were making.

“I’m just telling you this so you don’t think I’m some dumb damsel in distress. I’m usually very smart but my daddy used to fill my car for me and never taught me how. He said it wasn’t a lady’s job to do it.”

“Well where’s your daddy now? Cause somebody needs to stop you from blowing yourself up.” Arvin chuckled.

“He don’t speak to me no more.” You said quietly, making Arvin feel guilty for poking fun at you.

“Oh. Sorry to hear that.” He said sincerely.

“It’s fine. I know what to do now thanks to you.“

“It was no trouble, darling. And next time, use this pump. Stay away from the diesel.” Arvin said and tapped the correct pump.

“I will. Thank you.” You smiled at him before looking over his shoulder. Arvin watched the way your smile dropped and the color drained from your face.

“Oh shoot.” You whispered.

“What’s wrong? Look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Arvin frowned and looked over his shoulder to try to find what you were looking at.

“My ex boyfriends just pulled up.” You gulped and pointed. Arvin immediately felt curious to see what kind of guy you used to date to see if he had a chance with you. When he saw a man in a red and white pinstripe shirt and white pants coming out of a flashy car, he cracked an amused smile.

“That candy ass used to be your boyfriend?” Arvin couldn’t help but laugh.

“Hush. He’ll hear you.” You whispered desperately and tugged on Arvins shirt to get him to stand in front of you.

“How come he’s dressed like a candy cane?” Arvin genuinely asked as he used his body to block you from your ex boyfriends view.

“I mean it, Arvin. Hush up.” You whispered harshly.

“Whats got you so wound up, baby doll? Did he take the breakup hard or something?”

“Truth is, he used to beat up on me.” You admitted. “It took all the strength I had to leave him. If he sees me right now, I’m scared of what he might do to get me back.”

“He beat on you?” Arvin looked over his shoulder again and felt his hands ball into fists. He found your unwillingness to be seen funny before, but was furious now. He looked at your ex with a clenched jaw and took a protective step in front of you.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be telling all this to a stranger.” You apologized, making Arvin look at you like you were crazy. He put his hands on your shoulders and rubbed up and down to try and calm you down.

“No, no it’s okay, darling. I don’t mind the story. Just mind the characters.” Arvin assured you before giving your ex another angry look. He didn’t want to lose his temper in front of you, but the thought of this pretentious guy beating up a school teacher was making his blood boil. He could feel his face getting hotter the longer he looked at your ex and the urge to beat him up got stronger.

“I know this is a little crazy to ask, but would you mind…” You started to ask but trailed off.

“Mind what?”

“Nothing. Forget it. Never mind.” You shook your head.

“Just ask me, darling. Worst I’ll say is no.”

“Would you mind doing something to make him think we’re together? Like kissing me or something?” You whispered through an embarrassed smile.

“Oh, so now you do want me to kiss you? I thought you were mean to me because you didn’t want me to try and kiss you.” Arvin smiled teasingly. He knew the gravity of the situation and was trying to calm you down a little so you wouldn’t be freaked out.

“I know what I said before.” You rolled your eyes. “But this is important. If he thinks I got a boyfriend, he’ll leave me alone.”

“I see. And you want me to pretend to be your boyfriend?”

“Just until he’s gone.”

“I think I can manage that.” Arvin shrugged before pulling you into a kiss. He slipped and arm around your waist and pressed you against your car to kiss you, taking your breath away in the process. You didn’t feel time moving as you kissed him but did feel the fear leaving your body. After spending the last eight months thinking all love ever did was break and burn and end, you felt it begin again. When you pulled away, you looked into Arvins eyes, no longer feeling like he was a stranger.

“Well I’ll be. Didn’t think I’d be seeing you ever again, toots. What are you doing here?” Your ex asked, making you and Arvin jump in surprise. You’d been so engrossed in each other that you hadn’t heard him walk up. Arvin could feel you shaking so he tightened his grip on your waist and shifted his body weight forward in a threatening way.

“What are we doing here? At the gas station? Take a fat fucking guess, dip shit. We’re putting gas in her car.” Arvin scoffed and looked at your ex like it was ridiculous to ask. You let out a shocked laugh and turned your face to the side to try and hide it. Your ex noticed the way Arvins arm was around you and his eyes darkened.

“I’m sorry, who the hell is this?” He asked you, the anger in his voice giving you flashbacks to worse times.

“Arvin Russel. Y/n’s boyfriend. And you are?” Arvin asked and held out a hand. You could tell this bothered your ex to hear you had a new boyfriend and felt your power come back to you. His face turned white as he looked at Arvin in shock. You tightened your grip on Arvin and looked up at him with a loving smile to really sell your story.

“Chuck Greenwood.” Chuck said and hesitantly shook Arvins hand. Arvin made sure to squeeze Chucks hand hard enough to make it hurt as he shook it.

“I didn’t realize you had a boyfriend.” Chuck said to you as he pulled his hand away from Arvin.

“Well I do.” You shrugged and leaned in Arvin. Chucks eyes brewed with jealousy as he watched the two of you.

“I guess I would’ve known that if you ever answered my calls. Must be too busy moving on. Which you did pretty fast, one might say. Didn’t realize you were such a quick girl.” Chuck said in a condescending tone.

“Fuck you, Chuck.” You scoffed, taking everyone by surprise.

“What did you just say to me?” Chuck raised his voice.

“Believe she said fuck you, Chuck.” Arvin repeated with a shrug.

“Yeah. I did. I don’t answer your calls cause I don’t want to hear your nasty, agitating voice no more. And I moved on fast because I knew the entire time that I was with you that I wanted something better for myself. So as soon as I got away from you, I went and found better. And you don’t get to be mad about that.” You stated. You weren’t shaking anymore but Arvin still kept his arm securely around your waist.

“Who do you think you’re talking to?” Chuck growled and stepped up to you.

“You.” You said and shoved him back. Chuck stumbled back in surprise before clenching his fist. Arvin got ready to fight, but you were one step ahead of him. You grabbed the diesel pump and aimed it at Chuck like it was a gun. Chuck was immediately disarmed and held up his hands.

“You don’t scare me no more. Especially not when you’re dressed like a candy cane.” You said in a low voice. Arvin smiled proudly that you used his insult and leaned against your car to watch you.

“Now get lost before I spray you.” You added and held the pump up higher. Chuck ran away from you, tripping over his own feet before getting into his car to drive away.

“Where did that come from?” Arvin laughed in surprise once you were alone again.

“I have no idea. But it felt really good.” You smiled in excitement as you put the pump back.

“I bet it did. I’m proud of you, darlin. I hope you’re proud of yourself too.” Arvin smiled fondly at you.

“You know, I am. Thanks for your help, Arvin. I couldn’t have done that without you.”

“You’re very welcome, miss. But I think you could’ve gotten along without me just fine. What’s the story with him anyway?”

“He works at the mechanic shop my daddy owns. I don’t have any brothers so Chuck was like a son to him. Was even gonna pass down the family business to him. When I finally told my parents how he’d been treating me…”

“They took his side?” Arvin asked, hoping the answer was no. Instead, you gave him a sad smile and nodded your head.

“My parents said all men were like that. Told me to suck it up and marry him anyway so that we’d have someone to give the family business to once my daddy was gone.”

“I’m sorry, darling. That’s no fair. No fair at all.”

“I know. And that wasn’t even the end of it. When I told my daddy I broke up with Chuck, he told me he never wanted to see me again. Haven’t spoken to him since.” You said with a sad shrug. Arvin frowned and felt the urge to pull you into a hug and tell you everything would be okay. Since you were still pretty much strangers, he just put a hand on your shoulder and gave it a squeeze.

“My daddy wasn’t a good man either. I know it hurts.” He said in a soft tone. You looked into Arvins eyes and could tell this was not an emotion he was used to exhibiting. You gave him an appreciative smile and put your hand over his.

“Something else we have in common then.” You smiled coyly.

“Maybe we should go out sometime. You know, see what else we have in common.” Arvin suggested as a blush painted his cheeks. You noticed this and felt your heart flutter in your chest. For the first time in a long time, you trusted someone new. You took a pen out of your pocketbook before taking Arvins hand and writing your number on his wrist.

“This is my number. I promise I’ll pick up.”

“I promise I’ll call.” He grinned as he read over the number.

“I should really get going. But it was very nice to meet you, Arvin.” You smiled warmly at him and unlocked your car. Arvin opened the door for you so that you could get in, convincing you further that giving him a chance was the right thing to do.

“Was nice to meet you too, doll.” Arvin smirked as he shut your car door for you. You gave him a wave and started your car before pulling away.

“Wait a minute.” Arvin called out and jogged after your car. You stopped the car and rolled down your window to look at him.

“Aren’t you gonna kiss your boyfriend goodbye?” He smiled coyly as he leaned down to your window. You playfully rolled your eyes at him before leaning out the window to kiss him. You knew it was crazy to be kissing a man you just met, even for the second time, but it felt right.

“Goodbye. I mean it this time.” You laughed and pulled away.

When you got home that night, your phone rang before you even had a chance to set your bag down. Your heart skipped a beat as you went over to answer it.

“Hello?” You said into the phone, hoping to hear Arvins voice again.

“Hey.” Arvin replied. “So am I gonna have to wait until the next time you need gas to see you or are you free tomorrow night?”

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Eternity

Summary: You snooped into something that ended up being more than you can handle. It’s not your fault you were curious. As much as Arvin was your friend, he’d been acting out lately, little did you know that soon you’d be stuck together, for eternity.

Pairing: Arvin Russell x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Violent themes, Kidnapping, Murder, Slightly yandere!Arvin, Cursing, Brief mentions of suicide, and of course never proof read. (Probably needs more warnings than this just let me know)

  Nothing, you saw nothing. Your ears still rang, eyes still stung from the hot tears that fell while your brain worked overtime to find reasons for todays events. You weren’t dead? Were you? Your fingers grazed against the odd plastic above you, the stiff material made it difficult to breath. Breathe. Were you still with him? You recalled the gargled speech of Pastor Teagardin as several bullets tore through his chest. A moment you weren’t supposed to be around for, one you were stupid enough to stumble upon. 

  Brown eyes you’d have believed were heaven sent before today stared back into yours. Arvin Russell. He’d scrambled around to pick up his shell casings so fast, you noticed him wince from them still being hot to the touch. They’d just blown through a man, and he was scooping them up like they were shells on a beach. “Y/N?...Listen to me doll-” Arvin had reached out to you, his unplanned visitor. You couldn’t touch him, you wouldn’t let him touch you. Hurt you too. “Please...Please don’t kill me- I won’t tell nobody, I swear Arvin!” You pleaded to the man through blurry eyes.

  Arvin’s soft demeanor shifted as he looked to the ceiling with a click of his tongue. “Now, how could I do that to you my little trinket? Hmm?” His half lidded eyes shifted to you, chin still pulled up as his presence ate you alive. Closer. Until his rugged hands gripped your arm quickly pulling you out of the bloody church with him. “Arvin!-” Your scream fell upon deaf ears as Arvin covered your mouth with a heavy sigh before you were met with a heavy blow to your head.

  Now you were here, panicked hands scooted across the black space in search of its end. A sliver of sunlight cut through to your fingers as you found the edge of the dark grey tarp. Pulling it aside you faced upwards in the bed of an old truck staring at the mid day sky. What you’d thought to be sweat before turned out to be blood coming from your temple. You sat up slowly while holding your head, looking around a bit whoosy until you met eyes in the rear view mirror. Brown eyes. You gasped and struggled with the rest of the tarp over your legs, the truck slamming to a stop flinging you against the back glass.

  The air in your lungs escaped in a large gust, but you powered on hoisting your leg over the side of the truck bed. There they were again, evil hands burning against your heavenly skin. “HELP! HELP ME PELASE SOMEBODY!” You screamed out as Arvin yanked you into his arms, grunting against you while you tried to kick him. “Damnit Y/N STOP!” Arvin growled, tossing you onto the trucks bench seat. His body slid in next to yours, gripping you tight so he could lock the truck. The cool black barrel against your cheek made you tremble, vison blurring again with a whimper. You’d always thought of Arvin to be decent, maybe even your friend, now he may be the death of you.

  “Nah, c’mon now darlin’ don’t- don’t do all at’ now.” Arvin furrowed his brows wiping some of your tears away with his thumb. “Make a man feel bad.” He huffed buckling you in before himself. You stared at the curly haired man in disbelief, “Make you feel bad? You murdered a man!” You shouted, though you dared not much more as Arvin was armed. “I know you was stalkin’ the preacher. I saw you outside his house.” Arvin turned his head towards you with an unimpressed look. “I know. I was watchin’ him for what he did to my Lenora. Raped her. Made her kill herself.” His eyes watched the road again letting you think about his words. Lenora’s baby, of course. Choosing not to press this issue for now, you stayed silent.

  “I been watchin’ you too lil’ girl. longer than I was watchin’ that no good preacher. You can’t watch the watcher doll. I was after you first.” Your eyes blew wide. “But, I followed you! I-” Arvin laughed dryly “Dumb lil’ girl. Whatever kinda detective you thought you was, I let you be.” You swallowed thickly choosing to stare at the road with Arvin. He’d been stalking me too. He really was sick. “Where are you taking me?” You mumbled, moving to lean your head against the window. “Wherever I want. I was thinkin’ we’d make home over in Cincinnati.”

  We? “What uh, what do you mean we?” You felt like you knew what he was implying, especially after his newest confession. “I figure, you’ve seen too much, know too much. I-I can’t kill you, I love you-” You shook your head. “Arvin you can’t love me! I mean for gods sake you hurt me! You’re sick and you need help!”. Arvin’s jaw tensed “I DO LOVE YOU! DON’T YOU TELL ME OTHERWISE!”. You cried feeling his hand come up to your face, fingers squishing your cheeks in as he pulled you closer. The truck came to a stop as Arvin watched you, a smirk playing on his lips. “I didn’t want to hurt you Y/N, honest. Y-You tried to leave ME.” Arvin pressed a hand against his chest in hurt “I had to, see what you make me do?” 

  He frowned tired of your crying, placing a kiss to your wounded temple. “M’sorry darlin’.” His warm lips traveled to your cheekbone, then encased your pouted lips. You struggled against him face still in his hand. “I don’t love you.” You sniffled making Arvin’s frown grow deeper, eyes grow a bit dark. His fingers squeezed your poor jaw tighter making you whine in pain. His posture slouching slightly to meet your eyes, noses touching ever so gently. “You love me. Go on. Say. it.” You kept your mouth sealed shut, eyes drifting to the fabric of his jeans, scared of his unstable state. “SAY IT.” You jolted, Arvin’s thunderous voice filling the small space.

  Hot breath that smelled of mouthwash and cigarettes fanned across your face. Despite his tantrum, you stayed frozen, he wouldn’t kill you. “You don’t love me?” Arvin’s voice cracked as you shook your head. He forced you to meet his bitter chocolate eyes again, oh how you wished they were sweet like before. “Figure it out.” He grunted, pushing you back from him, continuing to drive. Arvin couldn’t seem to stay mad at you though, his right hand smoothing over your leg curled up on the bench seat. “You’re mine, and we belong, together~” Arvin sang softly to you along with the old crackly radio. His hand halted on your knee before dipping under your floral skirt to rub along the supple skin of your thigh, ignoring your discomfort. “Yes, we belong, together~...” Arvin’s mind had been set, if you didn’t love him, he’d make you fake it until it was true. “For..Eternity.”

  Somehow you drifted off to sleep and some time passed, a few hours maybe? The sun had just barely gone down when the truck stuttered to a halt again. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK.” Arvin beat his fist against the steering wheel reading the gas gauge. Arvin’s shouting forced you up right in your seat, the door mechanism unlocking beside you as he climbed out of the truck. Your hand trembled against the truck door handle debating escape. “Don’t get any ideas doll.” The truck door popped open, Arvin standing over you. “What are we supposed to do? Walk?” You cocked a brow at your kidnapper making him roll his eyes “What else? C’mon, maybe we’ll get lucky and somebody’ll pick us up.” He waved a hand while the other grabbed ahold of one of your own. Unsure why you didn’t attempt to run, you let Arvin take your hand as you walked “And if someone doesn’t? Do you know where the next town is?” You huffed kicking a rock. “Nope.” Arvin chuckled at your despair.

  “What. What happened with Lenora?” You whispered, unsure of which side of Arvin you’d receive. A soft sigh beside you helped you put your nerves at ease. “Y’know how she used to go a-an’ sit with her momma?” Arvin raised a brow watching you nod. “Well, I left her there one day, an’ I guess, that bastard preacher saw his chance an’ took it.” Arvin’s voice wavered, this was your Arvin. “The baby you mentioned? You think...” You couldn’t help the way your lips pulled in disgust. “I don’t think, I know. Lenora wasn’t just wonderin’ around with anybody. All of a sudden she’s with this preacher is secret. She comes home sick as a dog one day. The next she’s- I-I found her in the sh-shed.” Arvin’s eyes widened “Hanging there. She was cold when I got her down.” He sniffled. “Police come round saying that she was pregnant, they figured it was some kinda incest. But it was that preacher. H-He even tried to talk me onto his side.” Arvin sighed shoving his free hand in his pocket. “Arvin I’m sorry.” You mumbled making him nod.

  Luckily for you both after some time, a car honked and pulled up to you both. “My goodness what’s a pair of kids like you doin’ all the way out here?” The large set man chuckled out. He looked to be a bit older than the blonde woman next to him, his hair slightly thinned, a crooked smile that blew smoke out while he spoke to Arvin. “Truck broke down a while back. Y’see my fiancé and I were wanting to find somewhere to start new y’know? Ain’t that right darlin’?” Arvin squeezed your hand. “Yep! Hoping to find a little land of our own.” You sputtered out making the blonde woman nod, the man you’d learn was her husband popped the car door open to let you and Arvin file in.

  “Thank you.” You hummed while Arvin instead stayed silent, hand remaining locked in yours. Something about them seemed off to him. The couple rambled about their own lives, photography, religion, how they’d met. To you they seemed like a nice couple on the search for a good photo opportunity. To Arvin, they seemed too close to himself, everything seeming calculated before being said, the small glances between the two before a detail was given. “I hope the two of you don’t mind but, my bladder ain’t what it used to be. we’ll just pull over, yeah just right down in here is fine.” The woman tensed in her seat, watching her husband closely as he got out of the car to take a leak.

  “Y/N. I need you to trust me here.” Arvin eyed the gentleman relieving himself, spotting the flash of a gun tucked below his belt. He nudged his head in his direction, dropping his own gun out in the seat for you. “A-Arvin? I can’t.” You shook your head matching Arvin’s whisper. Of course, he didn’t ask if you could, he made a silent demand. So you gripped the pistol in your hand, Arvin quickly popped his door open, snatching the mans gun from his hip. Your eyes tore away from Arvin at the sound of a gun cocking in front of you. Raising Arvin’s gun high matching the terrified woman you shook in your seat “I-I don’t wanna hurt you.” You clenched your jaw watching her finger flick down to her guns trigger. You had no choice. You did the same, pulling the trigger once clenching your eyes shut as two more shots had rung outside the car.

  You gasped letting your hand run along your body in search of a bullet wound. She hadn’t hit you? Now came the next problem, you sat face to face with a dead woman, just as scared as you. Why were you right to kill her? You weren’t. Arvin fumbled into the front seat, stopping to take a look at the woman hearing you hyperventilate in the backseat. “You’ve got to breathe Y/N.” Arvin called to you, snatching some money and a few other things from the car before joining you in the back seat. “I-I c-Can’t!” You cried still clutching the hot gun in your hand “I didn’t wanna Arvin! I-I thought she was gonna, gonna shoot me!” You sobbed, letting Arvin pull you out of the car. “We gotta get out of here and you gotta stop that.” His face gave away his own nerves, walking back up the road you’d come out of.

  You wiped your eyes looking down at the gun in your hand. You stopped in your tracks, eyes lifting slowly to Arvin who kept walking. Bringing the gun up you aim it towards him, Arvin Russell, a murderer, an old friend. Only hearing his own footsteps Arvin stopped with a laugh “I can’t carry you all the way doll, c’mon-” His voice caught in his throat at the sight of you. A soft breeze blew the loose hair around your face, your eyes leaked tears that read every emotion under the sun. How could he have forgotten about the gun? Arvin didn’t reach for the gun he’d stolen from his victim, he settled on taking steps toward you. “I’m not your doll.” You hissed through gritted teeth yet Arvin still came towards you. “Don’t come any closer! I’ll blow your fucking head off.”

  Arvin smiled at you, stepping in front of your gun. “Okay. Do it. I’m not sure where you think you’ll go, I’m all you’ve got.” He picked at his nails watching your mind crumble. “And you are my doll, sweet, naïve little puppet.” The gun in your hand weighing more than you could bear thud against the dirt road. He was right. A gentle kiss placed itself against your forehead, hands holding your jaw to tilt it so Arvin could look you in the eye. “It was us or them. N’from what I found, they weren’t no good neither.” He lifted the photo of a mangled man on a picnic blanket to you making you gasp and avert your eyes. “You ain’t tainted darlin’ you’re just surviving.” Arvin nussled his nose against your cheek making you shudder and nod. He wiped your tears like he had before, this time much more sincere, like your old Arvin might would.

  “We gotta get out of here.” You met Arvin’s gaze, not able to match his smile. “Atta girl!” He beamed, pulling you in for a kiss which you stood still for, but let him. Arvin picked your gun up off the ground and you were off, leaving the couple in the distance. The cool feeling of metal sliding up your finger made you glance over to Arvin confused. A ring, her ring. “Just as a place holder for now, for our story. I’ll get you one of your own later.” He looped his thicker fingers into yours. You should be horrified, but you’re not. In fact, you’re flattered. For the first time in you endeavor, you offered Arvin a smile.

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Hey love I hope you like it! I'm sorry it took a little while but I absolutely loved this I thought it was so so cute. Anyways I wanted to say thank you for supporting me for so long, you were one of my earliest followers and it means a lot ❤️ Also as an aside, there are 4 more summer of love prompts left in my inbox, those will be out shortly too. Let me know what you think, love u xx

The Hookman

38 - Making s'mores

42 - Getting scared while camping

Pairing: Arvin Russell x Reader

Warnings: None

Summary: You take Arvin camping for his birthday

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Arvin didn’t care much about his birthday, he never bothered planning any sort of celebration or party, he found it all unnecessary. He loved to celebrate your birthday though, and your anniversary, and Christmas, any opportunity to spoil you really. You liked spoiling him too, but he always appreciated the gesture much more than he cared about any of the actual gifts. He just wasn’t a very materialistic person, which is why this year you’d decided to give him an experience for this birthday instead of any physical object.

You would have loved to fly him to some exotic location and have some big romantic weekend, but you couldn’t afford anything like that. So you went with something much simpler, camping. One of your friends offered the perfect spot for a romantic getaway, it was secluded in the woods, perked on top of a large hill with a great view, and less than a mile from a massive lake. You were overjoyed with the find, and the same friend helped you make a list of everything you would need. You proposed the idea to Arvin and he was excited, spending the weekend alone with you was his ideal birthday really.

Although he was a little reluctant to let you plan the trip and pay for it, you wouldn’t budge on the matter, and he was forced to concede eventually. He did double check your packing list though, just to make sure you hadn’t missed anything essential. Once you were both sure you had everything you’d need you loaded it all into his car and headed out. It was about an hour drive, and it was a bit difficult to navigate the truck to the campsite, but the view was worth the effort. You were surrounded by a circle of trees, the forest was buzzing and everything smelled fresh. Below your campsite you could see the corner of the lake, and in the middle of the campsite there was a makeshift fire pit born from the hundreds of campers who had been there before you.

You attempted at first to unload the car and set up the tent yourself, insisting Arvin relax, but there was no way he’d let you do it all yourself. So you two put up your tent and piled your things inside. By the time you had your campsite all set up the sun was starting to set, and both of you were getting hungry. For your first night you’d decided to pre pack some sandwiches for dinner, so all you had to do was gather a bit of wood and start a fire. You two snuggled up next to each other in some folding lawn chairs while you ate and watched the sun go down.

“This is incredible,” Arvin hummed contently before he looked over at you, “You know I think this is already my best birthday ever.”

You flushed, “Well it’s not actually your birthday until tomorrow, but thank you. It’s really nice out here.”

“Yeah it is,” he agreed, tracing his hand over one of yours, “We should get out the s’mores before it gets too dark.”

“Don’t you wanna save those for tomorrow?” you frowned, “I mean I didn’t bring a cake or anything so that’s kind of our only dessert.”

“I’m sure we’ll have enough for tonight and tomorrow,” he hummed, “Plus it’s my birthday trip, I think I’m entitled to some s’mores if I want them.”

You rolled your eyes and pushed yourself out of your chair, “I’ll be right back.”

You returned with graham crackers, a bag of marshmallows, several Hershey’s bars, and some metal skewers you thought would be perfect to roast the marshmallows on.

“Yummy,” Arvin hummed, ripping into the marshmallows and throwing one into his mouth.

You carefully placed one of them on your skewer and dipped it into the fire, “They’re so much better roasted.”

“They’re delicious either way,” he said with a mouthful of marshmallow, making you crinkle your nose.

“It’s rude to speak with your mouth full Arvin,” you scolded playfully.

He laughed, “Oh I forgot, you fell in love with me for my good manners,” he placed another marshmallow onto his skewer and shoved it into the fire, “Did you ever tell ghost stories when you were little?”

You knit your brows as you tried to remember, “No, I don’t think so. There was rumor that one of the houses in town was haunted, but that’s the closest I can remember.”

He nodded, “Lenora and I used to tell them to each other,” his hand slipped over your leg, squeezing your thigh before he continued, “Not just when we were camping, but that always made them scarier. They’re so cheesy, I can’t believe I used to be scared of that shit…”

“That’s cute Arvin,” you laughed, “Do you remember any of them?”

He rubbed the back of his neck, “Uh, I don’t know, I haven’t thought about them in a long time.”

You pulled your marshmallow from the fire and began assembling your s’more, “Could you try and tell me one?”

“You wanna hear a cheesy ghost story?” he chuckled.

You nodded, “Of course, I like it well you tell stories, your voice is nice.”

He blushed and bit his cheek, “I suppose I probably remember enough…”

“Yay!” you cheered and leaned back in your chair, “Well get on with it.”

He let out a low hum as he pulled his burning marshmallow away from the fire. He blew it out, the marshmallow was nearly black, “It starts with this criminal, a murderer I think. I don’t remember exactly what happened to him but basically he loses his hand and it gets replaced with a hook. So he’s this hook handed killer, and he was always going after pretty young girls,” he glanced over at you, “It took years to catch him, and when they finally did they hung him. So he dies, but since his soul was so twisted it couldn’t rest properly, and he came back as a ghost. Now he wanders all over the country looking for more pretty young girls to kill. Oh!” he cracked a big smile, “And he especially likes girls with (y/h/c).”

You rolled your eyes, “I can’t believe that used to scare you.”

“That one didn’t scare me, it scared Lenora,” he defended, “I used to tell it better.”

Arvin kept trying to recall more and more details about the story while you finished your s’mores. You were almost certain that he was making it up just to try and scare you. You humored him, nodding along with whatever new details he added, laying your head on his shoulder while he talked. You two continued like that until the fire started to sizzle out. Arvin volunteered to fully extinguish it so you could get comfy in your makeshift bed.. Inside the tent you’d laid your sleeping bags on top of each other to provide a bit of padding and brought a pile of blankets to keep yourselves warm. You wanted the tent to be as comfortable as possible so you’d brought more than a fair share of blankets and pillows.

“Fires good,” Arvin promised as he crawled into the tent, zipping it closed behind him, “You look comfy.”

You smiled, “I’ll be comfier once you’re in here with me.”

“I’m coming,” he promised as he began stripping his clothes.

He got down to his boxers and crawled under the blankets beside you, “Ready for bed kitten?”

“I’m pretty tired,” you snuggled up to his chest.

“Me too,” he wrapped his arms around you and pressed his lips to the top of your head, “Thank you for planning this, I love you.”

“I love you too,” you cooed back.

He held you close to him until you fell asleep. Admittedly it was more difficult than normal, it was harder to drift off without your comfy mattress under you. Snuggling up to Arvin helped, but you already knew you wouldn’t be sleeping as deep as you normally would. Sure enough you found yourself waking up shortly after you drifted off, Arvin was already deep asleep, but you were suddenly uncomfortable. You rolled over so your back was against Arvin’s chest. He scooted closer to you and you closed your eyes in hopes of drifting off again.

When you fell asleep the second time you were able to fall deep enough into sleep that you started to dream. You would have hoped to have some sort of sweet dream about you and Arvin, instead you were struck with the hook man. In your dream he came stalking up to your tent, ripping it open and yanking you from the inside. Luckily you were woken up before anything too gruesome could happen, the sounds of the wind grazing your tent had drawn you back to reality. Arvin was still sleeping soundly, his face buried in your neck, his lips placed against your bare skin. His tight grip helped to relax you after the bad dream. You took a deep breath and closed your eyes, sinking back into him with a smile. The adrenaline started to die down and your pounding heart relaxed.

Until the wind picked up again. This time it was more than just the wind, you heard some sort of awful, high pitched screeching that made your skin crawl. Arvin stirred but didn’t wake up. You sank under the blankets, pulling them up to your eyes, which were darting rapidly around the tent. The screeching sounded again, you tried to calm yourself but your mind was already getting irrational. Really you knew it was just a stray branch or the car, but you couldn’t help picturing the hook man from your dreams. Stalking you outside the tent, running his hook over the car, getting ready to tear you away from Arvin and murder you.

With a small squeal you flipped to face Arvin again, “Arvin,” at first your voice was quiet, still unsure if you wanted to wake him, “Arvin,” this time you were a little louder, pushing against his chest, “Arvin!” you snapped suddenly, just in time for the wind to pick up once more.

He groaned, reaching up to rub one of his eyes before he opened it, “Something wrong baby?”

Your cheeks flushed, suddenly feeling embarrassed that you’d woken him up, “I, uh, I had this kind of weird dream.”

His lips tugged to a frown, “What about?”

“The hookman…” you uttered shamefully.

He smiled and started to chuckle, “Really?”

“Yes!” you fell onto your back dramatically, “Then I woke up and I started hearing this screechy sound, it's freaking me out.”

“I’m sorry baby, I’m sure it was just a tree or something though,” he wrapped his arm around your middle and pressed his lips to your ear, “Or an owl, or anything. We’re in the woods, there are weird noises sometimes.”

“I know,” you groaned, “It’s just nerves.”

He nodded and moved right up next to you, “Well just come here. I promise it was normal forest noises, but if it was a hookman, I would protect you. You’ve got nothing to worry about, you’re always safe with me.”

You snuggled back to his chest, wanting to feel him close again, “Promise?”

“Course, I don’t care if it’s the hookman or the devil himself,” he mumbled against your forehead, “I wouldn’t let anyone hurt you, I love you too much for that.”

“I love you too Arvin,” your cheeks flushed and you smiled, “It’s probably after midnight now.”

“You think so?”

You nodded, “Yeah, so happy birthday.”

“Mmm, thank you baby,” he yawned and leaned in for a quick kiss, “I’m about to pass out again, but you can wake me up if you need me.”

“Of course, thank you hunny,” you cooed sweetly, “You always know just what to say.”

He said nothing, simply pressing his lips to your head again before sleep overtook him.

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[ptergwen]

happy 7k val! could you write a little something about arvin never really initiating any physical touch with the reader bc he’s worried she’s scared of him or thinks he’d hurt her (bc he’s always being told he’s violent) so it’s kinda angsty but reader assures him she trusts him and want him to touch her </3

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w/c: 421

warnings: a tiny bit of angst

a/n: thank you! i missed writing for arvin hehe i hope you like <3 and sorry for the wait besties i’m gonna work on a bunch of the requests this weekend i promise

it’s date night, and you and arvin are at a drive-in movie. you’re sipping a soda, sitting with your feet up on the dashboard. arvin loves you so much that he doesn’t even mind. you watch the screen in front of you, engaged in the movie. arvin is having trouble staying focused. he’s been stealing glances at you the whole movie, inching closer and reaching out to touch you, but something always stops him.

you offer arvin your soda. he smiles.

“thanks, darlin’.”

“course, arv.”

arvin takes the cup and drinks. you scoot towards him, returning his smile. it’s the perfect opportunity for him to make a move. but instead, he hands you back your soda and shifts his attention to the movie. your smile fades to a frown. you put down the soda and lower the radio that’s playing the movie audio.

“what’d you do that for? it was just gettin’ good!”

“why won’t you touch me?”

arvin doesn’t answer.

“i know you want to. i keep seeing you about to, and then you just don’t. ‘s not just tonight either. you do it all the time.”

arvin turns and faces forward, gaze downcast. his throat tightens as he swallows thickly.

“i’m scared.”

“scared of what?”

“that i’ll hurt you. sometimes i don’t know my own strength. y’know i’m always gettin’ into fights, and folks are scared of me.”

he looks up at you.

“don’t want you to be scared of me, too.”

your hand finds arvin’s, fingers lacing together. his expression is a mix of nerves and excitement.

“i could never be scared of you, arvin. i like that you’re strong and all. makes me feel safe. you make me feel safe.”

those words are the biggest relief to hear. there’s been a constant battle in arvin’s mind, whether or not to touch you, or if you want him to, and the war has finally ended.

“thank you. i love you.”

“i love you, too.”

“alright if i kiss you?”

“more than.”

with that, arvin captures your lips in a sweet kiss. you smile into it, savor it. it’s rare the two of you share kisses.

you cuddle into arvin’s side. this time, he doesn’t shy away from you.

“what is it boys do when they take a girl to the movies? the arm thing?”

“you mean this?”

you put arvin’s arm around your shoulders. he settles his hand on your shoulder, fingers running up and down. you lay your head on his arm. he sighs contentedly.

“yeah, this.”

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[alltoowelltom]

hold your horses! (t.h)

tom holland x reader

summary: rumors fly during an interview leading to a shock announcement for tom and his girlfriend

a/n: inspired by a tiktok i saw months ago and have not stopped thinking abt since i literally could not think of one panel-type event that wasnt comic-con i am so sorry flsjsjksjs

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Tom shifts in his seat, running one hand through his curls as he tries to keep his face animated and stop his eyes glazing over. he's been sat on a vaguely uncomfortable chair for the last hour or so at Comic-Con, promoting his latest movie and as much as he loves his job and the fans, all he wants to do is crawl into bed and curl up next to you for a good twelve hours.

"Tom?" prompts the interviewer.

"I- I'm so sorry, what was your question?" he asks, flushing in embarrassment at being caught zoning out.

"Is Y/N here today?" repeats the interviewer patiently.

Tom grins at the mention of your name and he sits up taller, eyes scanning the crows until he finds you, hoodie pulled up over your head to hide from eagle-eyed fans.

"She is, yeah. I basically dragged her here so we could kind of spend time together, as an apology." he admits.

"An apology?" the interviewer says. "What did you do, Tom?"

"Yeah, what did you do, Tom?" echoes one of his co-stars, laughing.

"I fell asleep during our movie date." Tom admits sheepishly, shaking his head at the roar of laughter from the crowd. "Twenty minutes in, I was out cold."

"You didn't!" laughs the interviewer. "What did she do?"

"She was the absolute best, of course. She just held me and stroked my hair and wrapped me up in a blanket and then stayed on the sofa with me all night." he says, eyes crinkling at the general "awww" from the crowd.

The interviewer's eyes glint mischievously as Tom tells his story, clearly sensing a way to divert the interview to The Good Stuff™.

"So speaking of Y/N, there's been a lot of talk about you two online recently." he starts. "Specifically, engagement rumors? Is there any basis, any truth to these rumors?"

Tom shifts around as he stalls for time until he can meet your eyes in the crowd, raising his fluffy eyebrow ever so slightly to silently ask if you're okay with him talking about your relationship. You give him a tiny nod, encouraging him to go on.

"No, we're not engaged." he says. "But we've honestly never been happier than we are right now. She's so creative, and caring, and funny, and gorgeous. There's no one else I'd rather spend my life with."

You can't help but feel slightly choked up as he gushes, resisting the urge to throw off your hoodie and run up to the stage, crushing him into a bear hug and never letting go.

"WHEN ARE YOU PROPOSING?!" yells a particularly enthusiastic fan, rousing cheers from the rest of the crowd and the cast members on stage.

Tom laughs as he winks at you again.

"When I'm sure she'll say yes."

This, of course, results in almost hysterical screams (affectionate).

You pull your phone from your pocket, tapping on Tom's contact and typing out a message. He's watching you of course, so when he feels his phone buzz in his pocket he pulls it out, cheering like an excited seven year old, "I got a text! From Y/N!"

Y/N 💗: i'd marry you in a heartbeat baby <3

He blows a kiss in your direction, grinning from ear to ear. As he's distracted, gazing at you lovingly, a co-star leans over his shoulder and reads the text.

"Holy shit!" they laugh. "Did Tom Holland just get engaged?"

The screams reach an all-time record and you wince slightly, bringing a hand up to your ringing ear. Tom snatches his phone closer, rolling his eyes.

"Hold your horses!" he laughs. "Let me check."

He balances the microphone in his left hand as he types out a quick message.

tommy 🤠: Did we just get engaged??

Y/N 💗: we will be when you give me that rock hidden at the back of your sock drawer 😳

Tom's soft brown eyes crinkle around the edges as he grins all but leaps up from his chair.

"Is this interview wrapping up soon?" He asks cheekily. "I've got to go get engaged."

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tysm for reading! comments and reblogs are always super appreciated. i wanna thank you guys for all the love on my blog, you're the best <333

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[cab-14-jime]

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[sivyera]

Yandere TDATT characters being in love with you would include...

ft. arvin, preston, lee, willard, lenora

a/n: pls don't kill me for the preston part, i mean some of you simp for joker who is much worse, btw y/n and Lenora are 18

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⤷ Arvin Eugene Russell

-Arvin would probably first met you at school when he was waiting for Lenora. He saw you standing up for Lenora to her bullies which immediately made him curious about you.

-So he would ask Lenora about you, he'd also told her to befriend you so you can help her in school, definitely not to know more about you.

-POSSESSIVE

-He would stalk you, sometimes he'd be in his car, driving behind your walking figure on the street, or he would sneak to your house at night watching you sleep or shower or do literally anything.

-He will protect you more than he does Lenora. If anyone even look at you the wrong way, they will end up with several broken bones. And if someone tries to touch you without your permission or make you slightly uncomfortable, the person will end up dead.

-After some time he will approach you. Starting a conversation about how glad he is that Lenora has you, that he cannot be around her to protect her all the time.

-He would never hurt you. Maybe if you find out that he killed someone for you, he would try to manipulate you, but he would never punch your or something similar.

-He would kidnap you soon, just to make sure that you are safe with him. He would also take a good care of you, will give you some freedom when he trusts you enough that you won't run away.

-He would want to spend every minute with you and he won't ever let you go, he loves you so much.

⤷ Preston Teagardin

-Preston would meet you in church after your grandma took you there. You didn't believe in god (you were atheist) and just lived normal life but that was to your grandma a sin. Your grandpa didn't really care because he was atheist as well so you often made jokes about your granny's faith.

-When Preston saw you he knew that he wants you. Your beaty was unbelievable. Which made him curious about you. He saw in your eyes that you don't believe in god and that's what attracted him.

-Your grandma told him how sinful you are and asked him if he could talk to you, which he gladly accepted.

-He would manipulate your grandma to think that he needs more time with you, alone. So she will make you go to the church more often, than he could be alone with you.

-Possessive and obsessive, will also stalk you a lot. Probably in his car at night looking into your window at you.

-He wouldn't even try to convince you to believe in god because he himself doesn't believe in him. He is also atheist he's just doing it for the money and power.

-You two will be alone in the church or after some time in his house. He would be over the moon because he can have you all to himself. BUT he wouldn't do anything without your verbal consent, because he would never hurt you in any way.

-Your relationship will be a secret from the start, just few glances and his death stares at anyone who's talking to you.

-But after some time he wouldn't be able to control himself anymore. He just has to have you, all the time. He can't get enough of you.

-He will kidnap you unless you go voluntarily. If yes than you two will run away and live somewhere in countryside where no one will bother you. You will have freedom around the house and on the yard, but he's the one who will go for grocery OR he will go with you, just to make sure no one will talk nor touch his precious angel.

⤷ Lee Bodecker

-Lee will stop you while he was working because you drove too fast. When he pull you over he was too stunned to speak. You were beautiful and he saw fire in your eyes.

-He shook his head and flirt with you, but enough not to make it weird nor make you uncomfortable. At the end of the day he didn't give you the speed ticket and let you go under one condition, which was to give him your name and phone number.

-After that he will make excuses to talk to you, so he would either stop you at the driveway or call you or knock on your door for a talk (because he will found out where you live by stalking you or looking into your file at the police station)

-He is also a stalker but not that much like Arvin, Preston or Willard. He will call it 'looking out for you just in case some men will make you uncomfortable' because he's a policeman, after all it's his job ;)

-He will offer you his help to stay close to you, doesn't matter if you need help with grocery or drop you somewhere in his police car.

-If anyone touches you, make you uncomfortable OR dare to flirt with you, he will arrest them for a long time and make sure they will leave you alone.

-He won't be rude to you or harsh but he will be dominant (like every other characters except Lenora) because he is policeman, you will have to have some respect for him.

-He will kidnap you sooner rather than later, just in case no man will hurt you, this city is cruel...and he can have you for himself.

⤷ Willard Russell

-Willard couldn't take his eyes off of you, when he saw you at that bar. He will talk to you as long as possible and he will flirt with you. After your shift he will take you home to make sure you are fine, definitely not to find out where you live ;)

-He will come to that bar more often to see you and talk to you, will also protect you like that, because no man would even try to talk to you when they saw that Willard is near you.

-At night he will sneak into your house and sat next to your bed, watching you sleep for few hours, you now again just in case.

-He is the most possessive of them all, also the biggest stalker. If anyone will try to talk to you, he will wait on them somewhere in private so no one could see what he will do to that man, because i'm telling you the man that talked to you won't survive or he will have a REALLY hard time.

-He will kidnap you after just two months, this world is too dangerous for someone so beautiful and precious like you.

-He also wouldn't hurt you but he will manipulate you if you won't listen to him. He is also the most dominant, he is veteran so he has some discipline and will 'teach' you how to listen to him.

-Won't let you out of the house but otherwise you have freedom and if you need anything from the shop, he will either go with you or buy anything you need. Most of the time you will stay home tho.

⤷ Lenora Laftery 

-Lenora will meet you at school, you were her new classmate. She is the purest of them all but don't let her innocence fool you. She might be pure and innocent but she's not dumb, she can use it.

-From the start she will pray to god every night so he make her emotions for you vanish. But she will get use to them after some time.

-She will make herself a victim more than she already is to make you protect her from her bullies.

-She is more like your worshiper. Let's say you will became her new 'god' more like goddess, she will worship the ground you walk on, will pray every night for you and your love.

-She will also be a bit confused how much emotions she feels towards you, unhealthy emotions like lust, obsession, desire,... which she finds sinful and horrible but she cannot help herself.

-She won't stalk you... lot, but will kind of spend as much time with you as possible, which means sleepover or study dates (like she likes to call it, even tho they aren't)

-She also won't kidnap you made she will make herself look like a victim even more so you will stay by her side, if you talk to other guys she will act hurt and will say that the guys has been bullying her so you will eventually stop talking to him. She loves you and won't let you leave her side.

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