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Could you perhaps write something about waking up with RIIZE the morning after they take your v-card? Love your work <3
next to you | riize
waking up next to shotaro the night after would be so sweet. i would describe it like waking up on a saturday when you know you have nothing to do. just very comforting, and shotaro definitely tucked you in the night before. i can see him being the one to wake up first and he'd be admiring you while you slept, trying to snuggle as closely to you as possible without waking you up. he'd move the covers away from your face and kiss your forehead lightly. he'd want to spend the day doing nothing else but laying with you. when you woke up shotaro would be dying to bring up what happened last night. i can see him being very reassuring and sweet, talking about how fun it was. shotaro would also get so red in the face if you told him you didn't know how pent up you had him.
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eunseok i think would be out like a light honestly-he was putting in the WORK the night prior. he'd probably wake up once he felt you stirring in the bed. he wouldn't let go of you the whole night no matter how much you moved, having you almost trapped as his little spoon. eunseok also probably made it his mission to make you cum multiple times, so once you guys were done for the night your body was so drained you went right to sleep without putting your pajamas back on. eunseok took it upon himself to put your undergarments back on you. it was the least he could do for you after fucking all your energy out of you. you slept soundly through the whole thing and when you woke up the following morning you would definitely be a little sore, not used to the exertion your body went through last night. eunseok would look at you with sleepy eyes before smiling after seeing how you let out a tiny hiss as you try to get yourself out of bed. he’d also cook for you and bring you breakfast in bed.
sungchan would be waiting for you to wake up. he probably didn't even go to sleep to begin with. he had to hold himself back from fucking you senseless for your first time, it made him restless and he couldn't sleep. so after you dozed off in his arms sungchan carefully untangled you from him and he was probably trying to work off all his tension. he tidied up the clothes that were thrown around your room, did the dishes from last night and probably even considered cooking you breakfast, too. sungchan would crawl back in bed with you and pull you into him. he'd be sitting against the headboard as he flexed his hand around your smaller ones, thinking about how lucky he was to be with you. he would kiss the back of your hand a million times, trying to gently wake you up. sungchan would also be going through every possible scenario in his head, trying to figure out how to tell you he wants to do more with you when you are ready. he’d also ask you how you felt like a million times too.
now the night after you and wonbin would sleep in FOR SURE im talking until like mid afternoon and i think you guys would end up staying in bed for the rest of the day. you both would still be naked from the night before but it wouldn’t be sexual as you guys cuddled underneath the sheets. he would be so shy to bring up the night before you’d have to do it. you guys would be holding eachother all day and he would say you’re the best over and over. i think wonbin would also cook for you but he’d want you to go into the kitchen with him so he didn’t have to leave his side :( you guys are attached at the hip and wonbin would look at you with so much adoration and love when you tell him how much fun you had.
sohee i think would try to act as nonchalant as possible but i think he would wake up first and look at you too. he also passed right out after sex and when you’d wake up he would probably fall back asleep to pretend like he wasn’t watching you all morning LMFAO. he’d bring up the night before as casual as possible but mind sentence he would realize he didn’t even know what to say… “so about last night..” *stares at you*
sohee would wanna leave the house i think and go get breakfast somewhere. i can see him asking if it was good for you like it was for him and being super sweet and tender with you.
anton i can see going one of two ways. either he’s super shy about it to the point that his face gets all red when you bring up the night before and he’s hiding underneath the covers or he is super inquisitive about it. if you got super shy anton i think he would wake up long before you and try to clean up a little like sungchan, maybe order in some breakfast so you don’t have to get up. ehen you wake up he’d be blushing like crazy and all smiles if you brought up the night before. i think he’d wanna ask you what parts you liked and didn’t like. if you got inquisitive anton i think he’d still be a little bashful, but he would be on a mission to make your next time even better. you guys would end up laying in bed together all day watching tv and talking :(
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only gray (trafalgar law)
Summary: A short story and character analysis of Law during the the Rocky Port Incident + very minor spoilers about Law's backstory
Word Count: 200+
Law's gray eyes were like storm clouds. Turning dark and mysterious, his gaze narrowed causing clouds to roll over the horizon of his pupils, ready to strike upon hundreds of unsuspecting pirates that took harbor at Rocky Port. The bounding of his devil fruit’s operating room was the thunderous warning of what’s to come.
“Room,” he said calmly. It took a lot out of him to create such a large boundary, but he'd let no one see his weakness.
“Mess.” Within the blink of an eye, hundreds of hearts were ejected from the chests of men and women. No one in the area was spared, but each and everyone of them was still alive and breathing.
The storm had gone as quickly as it came. Raging, then calm. Deafening, then silent. Law was never a fan of flashy confrontations. Preferring well thought-out plans that were formulated in the airtight, soundproof shield of the Polar Tang, he never fought an unnecessary fight.
Law was a pirate, but he was also a doctor. Was he good or was he bad? It didn’t matter, he told himself.
The color of his eyes gave it away in every concerned gaze and fiendish smirk. The world isn’t black or white. Only gray. And so was he.
He didn't kill the pirates, but he planned on giving their hearts to the navy, who might have a fate worse than death in store for them. But this was all for the sake of one day taking down Doflamingo- surely that’d save even more lives. It would save the most important life- the tortured soul of Corazon.
Stealer of hearts and surgeon of death, Law was both the positive and the negative, the good and the bad. His brain contained multitudes and his eyes held the entire world- the gray world in all of its wonderful ambiguity.
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I gotta say, that I’m really getting into the tinfoil-y parts of ASOIAF and I am loving it! I love my Hightower/Grand-Maester/Anti-Dragon conspiracy or the dark magick witchy shit Leyton Hightower must be getting up to at the Hightower (I mean, it must be dark creepy shit if he hasn’t been seen for decades). Or the creepiness of Patchface… 😬
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soft sex wit bakugo 🥺
I missed you all day, he says to you, kissing from your lips all the way down to your navel, eating you out for as long as it takes to get you off.
the usual hard poundings replaced with steady rollings of his hips, his face nuzzled into the skin of your neck as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear.
he grunts at the feeling of your nails digging into the skin of his back as he starts to go faster, huffing and puffing as his lips ghost over yours, ruby eyes heavy as he watches every twitch of your features; groaning at the sight of your pleasured face.
soft i love yous and sloppy kisses that almost don’t connect exchange while you both reach your highs.
BYE I JUST WANNA MAKE LOVE TO BAKUGO
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Hi, I was wondering if you take requests? If so, could I get one where you and Sam are in a store or something and a fun song comes on and you guys just start dancing, but like the goofy type?
I’m gonna write this as a lil blurb bc I don’t think it’s gonna be super long lol
Shopping with Sam was always an adventure. He could make even the most mundane things exciting. Add Tom and Harry into the mix, and there was basically non-stop laughter, causing the other shoppers to stare.
Harry had dragged everyone into a tech shop so he could look at all the cameras, causing Tom to moan in protest.
“Oh shut up you big baby.” Harry rolled his eyes as he set off towards the back corner of the store.
You and Sam wandered the aisles aimlessly, not particularly interested in anything there. As you walked past a gigantic stereo, the current song playing ended and the blaring beat to boogie by brockhampton rung out.
“Oh fuck yeah!” Sam exclaimed, jumping up and down and waving his arms back and forth.
You laughed as you began to dance with him, swaying your hips to the beat and twirling around.
“And over here we- oh my fucking god. Look at these dickheads.” Tom laughed, holding his phone up as he walked closer to the two of you.
“Fuck off you twat.” Sam flipped off the camera before grabbing your hands and beginning to twist the both of you around.
“Hey! Language!” Tom feigned offense, turning the camera back to himself as he mumbled, “Sorry guys, Sam’s a bit of a potty mouth.”
“Hypocrite!” Sam shot at him.
“Yeah but I’m the better brother so…” Tom teased, shrugging his shoulders.
“I’m gonna punch your stupid face.” Sam threatened as he charged toward Tom, who ran away, still holding the camera up to his face.
Tom smacked right into Harry, who was holding a box with a brand new lease for his camera.
“I hate both of you. Come on, Y/N, let’s ditch these losers.”
You smirked as you walked with Harry, leaving Tom and Sam to chase after you.
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《2:15am》 - Jacob
“I told you not to stand on that table but you didn't listen and now look where we are.”
You bowed your head apologetically, nuzzling closer into Jacob’s chest as he carried you bridal style down the street. In your hands, you held your broken heels and even from a distance away, one could tell your sprained ankle was deeply swollen. The two of you had gone to Sunwoo’s party and despite his insistent warnings, you might have gotten a little wilder than usual. All it took was a simple misstep to send you falling forward, breaking your heels and injuring your ankle in the process. As you nuzzled into his warm chest, you could feel the frustration just radiating off of him and immediately you were struck with a tinge of guilt. Jacob was rarely angry or frustrated so when he actually is, you know you’ve really ticked him off.
“I’m sorry, cobie. Please forgive me,” you said softly, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes.
Jacob immediately closed his eyes but there was hint of a smile on his lips.
“Nope. Nuh-uh. Not today. You’re not giving me puppy dog eyes again.”
You leaned in closer, looping both your arms around his neck and had to resist the urge to giggle as you watched his cheeks began to redden.
“Ok, fine but can you at least open your eyes? I really don’t want to fall over again.”
Opening one eye, Jacob peered at you and before he could even say anything, you leaned in and gave him a quick peck on his lips. His eyes widened in alarm and his mouth gaped open as if he was trying to say something but was too flustered to.
“You... You...”
“Not puppy dog eyes but something else,” you smiled before continuing, “forgive me please?”
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GAWD IM ALIVE BUT FINALLY WORKING ON MY ENTRY FOR NEXT TOP SINGER.... Ok this is a very VERY Rough draft fams. I’m focusing on Lead Vocals first and then gonna polish my back vocals. So these aren’t the final ones I will be using, I just wanted to test harmonies. Anyway YAY! I’m happy I am singing one of my fave songs ever for round 1! IM SCARED CUZ ITS ACOUSTIC. But ;A; my boys sang it Acoustic recently and it gave me motivation. So here we are ;w; ahhhh! YEH. Enjoy TToTT
#Ginga NTS#Ginga Song Blurbz#Worldwide#YALL BIG TIME RUSH IS ICONIC AND I LOVE THEM OK????#IM HIGHKEY PLANNING MY MUSIC VIDEO TOMORROW AND I SECURED A MIXER SO IM CRYING
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My friend Kiba is gonna help me make it sound better with his mixing but I finished recording thank goodness TTwTT/. All the YT Idol mentors are getting in on the fun and I didn’t wanna feel left out ;w;
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Can you do a story where the female reader is getting backshots from shotaro and his members walk in and see you naked?
rushed | o. st
idol!shotaro x fem. reader | 2.8k words
contains: sneaking around, backshots, getting caught
you rarely got to see shotaro. separate lives kept you apart more days than you would like to admit, and time always felt like it was slipping away when you were with him.
it was also increasingly hard to get him alone, always surrounded by his bandmates. you couldn’t blame shotaro or his team, they were only doing their job most of the time. you knew it wasn’t your place to ask them to clear out their shared dorm so you could have alone time with your boyfriend. unplanned alone time became a luxury, and you two treated it as such.
it was a shame that time always felt like it was fleeting when you got shotaro alone. you two never knew when someone else would walk through the door, or when shotaro would get called to go to practice. the fleeting time made you two act like hormonal teenagers no matter where you were. time was of the essence, you two had to do whatever you couldn’t do in front of others as fast as possible. this meant dry humping on that black couch in the studio in the middle of the night, or shotaro pressing your body against the glass in the practice room early morning before everyone else arrived. making out the second you two were alone became a habit, lips instantly attaching and hands grasping at the other the second no one else was around.
there were several close calls when you guys would fool around. it didn’t help that you two would get so caught up in the moment you forgot there’s other people in the world, too. you remember pushing shotaro to the floor when someone almost caught you two making out on the in a lounge room. you were laid on your back while shotaro kissed your neck, rubbing his hands up and down your arms. shotaro was no help, he was awful at paying attention to his surroundings in these situations. shotaro’s only thoughts were filled with you, the way your skin was so soft and how he hasn’t had the chance to kiss you in so long. he thought it was criminal he didn’t get any alone time with his girlfriend, sometimes he cursed the life he chose because it kept him away from you. shotaro was taking his time when you saw the blurry figure of someone through the frosted glass of the door. before the knob was turned the same hands that were pulling shotaro closer to you pushed him backwards by the shoulders. he launched to the other side of the sofa and you grabbed your phone that was previously forgotten on the coffee table.
poor anton was subjected to seeing you two pretend like the obvious wasn’t so obvious. you looked to the anton and then followed anton’s eyes to shotaro’s mussed hair and wrinkled shirt. your boyfriend wasn’t only bad at listening for people coming, but also terrible at acting nonchalant. shotaro had a shocked expression on his face and was frozen in place on the couch. you were also frazzled, but atleast you had the sense to pretend like you were looking at your phone. anton saw right through your act though, especially because you looked just as disheveled as shotaro.
“just here for the vending machine.” anton said.
you three were forced to bask in the awkward atmosphere as anton walked to the machine. anton took his sweet time, going over the options a million times like it was his first time seeing the machine. you couldn’t see anton’s face but you’re sure he was smiling, making you two suffer through the consequences of your actions.
“you like cola right, anton?” shotaro said.
now you were trying to hold back your laugh at shotaro ver yclearly trying to rush anton out of the room.
“i love cola.” anton said, holding back a laugh.
the soda dropping from the vending machine was the only sound in the room. anton slowly walked to the door and opened the soda, making an obnoxious sound after taking a sip. with his hand on the door, anton cast a look backwards.
“you two lovebirds have fun.” anton said giggling.
after that incident, you and shotaro became more careful. you set rules in place to avoid having to bear through another awkward moments like that one. only kissing on the lips was allowed in public places with no locks on the doors. no more grinding, no more shotaro putting a quick hand in your pants in shared spaces or you giving him hickeys in spots his shirts covered.
because of this, you two hadn’t gone beyond chaste kisses for nearly two weeks. it had gotten to the point that you thought you were going to die if you weren’t able to get him alone soon. your prayers were ironically answered when shotaro got sick. it wasn’t anything serious, something similar to a simple cold. so close to the comeback it was important for shotaro to quarantine from his group so it didn’t spread.
you won’t believe this, but i’m all alone in the dorms right now.
you nearly fell over when you saw that text. you had never been somewhere so fast in your life, getting to the dorms in record time. shotaro did seem a little sick when he opened the door, but your need for him outweighed the risk of getting sick.
shotaro couldn’t even close the door before your lips were on his. you had to shut the door with your foot as you continued to kiss shotaro, moving backwards towards his bedroom. you two made a mess in the space between the door and shotaro’s room. things were pushed off of the tiny table beside the couch as shotaro leaned you against it. being able to lean against the piece of furniture gave you the ability to wrap your leg around shotaro’s waist, pulling him into you.
“someone is eager.” shotaro laughed before going to kiss your neck.
he was mocking you but just as depraved. you could feel his hardening dick press against your heat. your rushed hands made quick work of your shirt. you had strategically chosen a button up so you wouldn’t have to waste time pulling a shirt over your head.
“how long do we have?” you asked.
you contemplated letting your boyfriend fuck you then and there on that tiny table, or moving it to the couch. but if time allotted, you wanted to fuck him properly on his bed.
“an hour atleast. my medicine is across town.” shotaro said.
you push shotaro lightly by the shoulders, getting off of the table.
“let’s go to your room then.” you say.
shotaro basically runs to his while you laughing at him. all signs of shotaro’s being sick is gone as he undresses himself at the speed of light. shotaro doesn’t even bother to take off his shirt before he pulls you to the bed with him. you both giggle as he helps you out of your clothes. he kisses the exposed body that he hasn’t gotten the chance to kiss in so long.
“look who’s the eager one now.” you laugh.
shotaro is still giggles as he trails kisses up and down your body. you laugh when he hits a ticklish place and gasp when he bites you slightly. all the kisses are wet and melt into your skin.
“how do you want it?” shotaro asks.
he has to look up at you from your thigh, the place where he left an already forming hickey. shotaro hopes that you get the hint of him being so close to your heat that you let him eat you out. you want nothing more than that, feeling his sloppy wet kisses on your folds and his fingers on your clit. but you know that shotaro has the tendency to get carried away while tasting you, and you won’t be able to stop him once he starts. you also know that you need it rough and fast before time slips away and you don’t think you can go another day without feeling him inside of you. so you sit up on the bed as shotaro follows your every move.
“can you do it from the back?” you ask.
“of course.” shotaro says.
he leads you to your hands and knees and you sink into your arch while shotaro helps you, spreading your legs a little wider so he can slot himself between them. before you reach for his pillow shotaro stops you by placing a soft smack to your ass. he swipes his dick between your folds, collecting the slick that’s there. you let out a tiny gasp feeling him.
“i need to hear you baby.” shotaro says.
you had become so accustomed to hiding your mewls and moans into shotaro’s pillows and blankets that it had become second nature to grab a muffler for. your cries. but you were alone, so you let out a tiny whine as you could hear shotaro pumping his length.
“that’s my girl.” shotaro said.
his other hand goes to the small of your back, pressing down slightly. anticipation builds over your body as you wait for shotaro. just when you think he’s about to put it in he rests on his haunches. he puts two fingers inside of you and you moan and push your ass back. shotaro gives you another smack to keep you in place as he fucks you with his fingers.
“taro.” you whine breathlessly.
you are so desperate this alone has you on edge. shotaro places a kiss to your ass cheek and sucks on the skin. you can hear the lewd sounds of his fingers in your clit and he breaks away from your ass cheek with a lewd pop.
“gotta stretch you out. but you’re so wet it won’t be a problem right?” shotaro says.
you can hear the smirk in his voice as he adds in a third finger. you don’t care if he’s teasing you or if he wants you to beg. you will give him whatever he wants if that means he’ll fuck you. you shake your head into the mattress and you clench around his fingers.
“shotaro please put it in.” you cry out.
shotaro withdraws his fingers and gets up from the back of his legs. he gives your ass gentle pats, watching the recoil of your ass.
“patience baby.” shotaro says
shotaro uses the same that was inside of your to guide his dick to your entrance. he moves his hand from his dick to your ass to spread you out further. your hands grip the sheets of the bed when you can feel him prodding past your folds.
you let out a prolonged whine as shotaro slowly sinks into you. the way he has you spread makes you feel him more and guides him in deeper. you are both lost in the feeling, shotaro takes the bottom of his shirt into his mouth for a better view. he keeps you still when he sinks all the way in, loving the feeling of your squirm and clench around his length. you can’t believe how cruel the world was, keeping you from feeling this for so long. shotaro pulls out all the way before sliding back in just as slow. he takes off his shirt, his body becoming too hot feeling you clamp around him
“i missed this pussy so much.” shotaro said.
he looks at your face, half of it pressed into the mattress. the half shotaro can see is contorted in pleasure, lips slightly open as little sounds escape you. he needs to find time in his life to fuck you slow and steady so he can kiss your eyebrow kisses as he draws sounds from you. but right now, there’s an carnal need in him to fuck you fast before something interrupts him.
“can i go fast baby?” shotaro asks sweetly. “we are running out of time.”
you free one of your fists from the sheets and reach a hand backwards for shotaro to hold. he grabs it without hesitation.
“please.” you say.
that’s all shotaro needs before he pulls out his length and thrusts it back into you. you begging lit a fire inside of him, breathed a new vigor into his hips. his skin slaps against your ass as he fucks you from the back. his hand gives you stability, to the point you start pushing your hips back to meet his.
“oh my god.” you cry into the bed.
“i know. you feel so good.” shotaro groans. his words are accented with rough thrusts and almost drowned out by skin colliding. he adds another smack to your ass and picks up speed. “i can’t get enough.”
“don’t stop.” you say.
you clench onto his hand before moving your grip to his bicep. shotaro uses his strength to pull your upper body up from the bed, and you place a hand on the headboard to support your body. you can feel yourself getting close, sensitive from days of no contact. you curse yourself for not being able to hold on a little longer, but maybe shotaro will be a little mean and keep fucking as your orgasm takes over your body. your chest bounces from the force of the thrust and you feel shotaro’s hand that was on your ass reach underneath your extended arm to grab your breast. he kneads the supple skin in his hand. his thrusts remain consistent, fucking you in a steady but fast pace.
“can’t stop when i’m in this pussy.” shotaro says. “so tight it won’t let me go.”
everything about you is so soft. your breast is soft in shotaro’s hand, the skin of your ass that smacks against his pelvis is like a pillow, and your gummy walls bring shotaro relief from everyday life. he wishes he could tell you about all the things he loves about you, how badly he wished he had a day alone with you to make up for his absence. but he can barely form a vocal thought as you whine to him.
“i’m close.” you whimper.
“i got you.” shotaro grunts
you let go of shotaro’s bicep and he lets you go. you lower your hand from the headboard and go back to your original position. shotaro takes handfuls of your ass to spread your cheeks and lifts his leg up. this has you nearly screaming out grabbing onto anything you can find.
shotaro is desperate, trying to get you to cum as soon as possible. his stamina always comes in handy in situations like these. he admires how your body quickly reacts to his tempo changes and how deep he goes. its like you were made for him the way you clench around him perfectly.
between shotaro’s thrusts and you clamping around him, neither of you are paying attention to the outside world. your moans had turned into whimpers and pants, so entrancing that shotaro doesn’t hear the door open. you don’t hear sungchan asking where the hell the mess came from or footsteps coming towards shotaro’s closed door.
what you do hear is the door open and eunseok’s loud oh my god and sohee yelling out loud. it happens too quickly, shotaro pulling out of you and grabbing the covers to hide your naked body. you quickly turn your body to face the door, seeing seunghan cover sohee’s eyes and anton’s jaw to the floor. next thing you know you’re yelling too, from the pure embarrassment of six guys walking in on you naked and exposed.
“what are you guys doing here?” shotaro asks bewildered.
he’s lucky his boxers were still on the bed. you don’t know when shotaro put them back on, you bring the sheets up to cover your eyes. you still continue to yell from the pure shock of the moment.
“we brought you soup and your medicine. is this why you wanted us to get it from the place across town?” sungchan asks.
he sounds as bewildered as shotaro, not believing the sight in front of him. you slowly bring the sheets down from your eyes to see the six men still frozen in the doorway. even shotaro is still on the bed, trying to process everything
“please get out.” you screech.
this pulls everyone out of their trance, suddenly aware of you being completely naked underneath the sheets. they bump into eachother trying to back out of the room, someone at one point even falling down. they apologize profusely to you, saying they didn’t know.
even when shotaro’s door closes you dont emerge from underneath the covers. you stay there mumbling over and over again how traumatized you are. shotaro finds a little bit of humor in the situation cooing at you while he hugs you over the blanket.
“did you cum?” shotaro asks sarcastically.
you emerge from the sheets for only a second to hit him with a pillow before going back under.
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Key: 𓇼= full length "x reader" | ★ = blurb/ drabble | ⟡= other (more info listed)
Reiner Braun
𓇼 what's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it?
Portgas D. Ace
𓇼 never made, never broken
𓇼 shame of the sea
𓇼 the ocean’s mercy
Trafalgar Law
𓇼 memento mori
★ only gray
Garou
Ikemén Prince
⟡ in business, in life (silvio ricci x oc) [written for the Ikemén Prince Gift Exchange]
I do not give permission for any of my work to be reposted or recorded. (Reblogging is welcomed and appreciated!!)
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FEAR fanfic update: okay, so sorry for the long long wait. I have been busy for holidays and work is kicking my ass but I am still working on the story. While reading over my fic, and after discussing ReaderxMC fic with other fic writers in general -- it has come to my attention that I've been writing an OC and not a Reader character. At this point, its gonna be an OCxPaxton Fettel story. I named the character and she has a firm backstory which isn't very friendly for people looking to project themselves into this character. I did stay away from physical attributes, so she is still Reader-friendly and you can still imagine yourself as her if that's what you would like. I will continue not to describe what she looks like haha. Again, sorry for the long wait. I just don't want to post anything up that's unfinished, and if I never finish it, I'd feel too bad about leaving people who enjoyed it hanging.
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FIXED IT.
So groups have been decided! I got Hoodoo,Parables, & Drake. We decided to lock in Uptown Funk. Larwd I dunno HOW I managed to sing today cuz my throat has been like MEGA dead. But I care about my group, & I want them to succeed. So I went outta my way to do this. I hope their cover will be even more wonderful <3
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15, 62, and/or 69 for the prompt list?
You wanted to enjoy the holiday party that Nikki had graciously invited you to, you really did. But the fact that Sam didn’t say a word to you the entire night, and instead opted to surround himself with what seemed like the entirety of the women at the party, dampened your mood more than you would’ve liked to admit.
It didn’t help that the last time you saw Sam, your best friend, you almost kissed. The both of you attributed it to a heat of the moment sort of thing and agreed to move past it, but he clearly didn’t.
You swallowed your hurt feelings and spent most of your night chatting with Harry, who was oblivious to the whole situation. He was able to at least make you laugh a little bit in the few hellish hours you spent there.
As the party started wrapping up, you warmly hugged each of the Holland boys, making a point of avoiding Sam, before slipping out the exit.
You wrapped your coat tighter around your body as you stepped out into the freezing night. You pulled out your phone to call an uber, only to find that it was dead. You groaned, throwing your head back in exasperation. How could this night possibly get any worse?
“Do you have a ride home?” what was unmistakably Sam’s voice questioned from behind you.
You stood corrected, The night did just get worse. You turned to him, tightly smiling before replying, “Shouldn’t you be with her?”
His face expressed that he knew exactly who you were talking about, the one girl who had gotten particularly cozy with him upstairs. After what seemed like forever with no response from him, you rolled your eyes. “Goodnight, Sam.”
You started off, knowing that the journey was going to be absolute hell. Sam grabbed your elbow and pulled you back towards him gently. A gesture that would have made your heart leap if you weren’t so mad at him.
“Don’t be an idiot.” he stated coolly, nodding to his car as he walked over and opened the passenger door, motioning for you to get in.
You rolled your eyes and obliged, your hatred of cold overriding your anger.
The first few minutes of the car ride were spent in silence, your body was angled as much away from Sam as the seat would allow.
As he shifted the car into park, you reached quickly for the handle, but not faster than Sam, who locked the door.
You sighed, placing your hand in your lap, hoping you could out-silence him into giving in.
“What do you want me to say?” he asked, his voice shaking slightly.
You looked at him for the first time since you entered the car, “Say that you’re being a fucking dickhead. Say that you’re sorry for hurting my feelings. Say that we ruined everything and can’t be friends anymore.” The tears that you had desperately been trying to keep had now spilled over.
His chest sunk in, and he ran a hand through his hair, “I’m sorry I’ve been a dickhead and I’m sorry that I hurt your feelings. But I just didn’t know how to act or what to say since….”
You shook your head, resting it back on the headrest as you fixed your gaze on the ceiling. “Well if this is how it’s always going to be, then it’s not worth it.”
He sucked in a sharp breath, mimicking your position and training his eyes upward. As the silence overtook the car, his hand creeped onto the console and grabbed yours, squeezing it three times.
Earlier in your friendship, Sam had told you that him and Harry had come up with that signal so that they could reassure each other in times when words just weren’t enough. Each squeeze represented a word. I love you.
You closed your eyes, another tear falling down your cheek. “Sam. I’m scared.”
His thumb rubbed the back of your hand, “Me too.”
After another few minutes of silence, you squeezed his hand back. Three times. One for each word you knew you couldn’t say out loud.
I love you.
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