#fitz x reader

[kikireads4ever]

Don’t sink too deep

character: Leopold Fitz agents of shield

Genre: angst

Warnings: water/drowning, brain damage, use of Y/N 

Author note: might make this a series, so this would be part 1.

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Ward trapped you, Simmons, and Fitz in the box. The three of you sunk down into the sea. 

You watched as they tried to figure out a way for us to escape. You weren’t a scientist. You’re good at fighting and hacking. 

Fitz and Simmons figured out how to get out of the box, but there was one problem. They could only make two oxygen sources. Fitz and Simmons were arguing on who should take the sources. 

“You two can take the sources.” Fitz said firmly and handed you one of the sources.

Jemma shakes her head, “no Fitz I will not take it.” Tries to hand him one

They argue back and forth.

“Shut up!” You yelled and they stopped talking, “ I can’t swim. I shouldn’t have a source. It’d be a waste. I can’t hold my breath long enough to get out of here.” Hands Fitz the source. They both try to argue with you but you move to the door. “Take it now. I’m opening the door!” You hang close to the door switch. 

They use the oxygen and both grab onto one of your arms and swim up.

*timeskip*

“She has damage to her temporal lobe” you heard someone say. You could also feel someone’s hand on top of yours. The room was quiet, but not peaceful. It was the type of quiet that sends you into flight or fight, but with your current position you could do neither. Your body was still very weak so you couldn’t open your eyes yet. You could hear the faint sounds of people talking quietly in a separate room.“Don’t worry Y/N you’ll be fine.” It was Fitz, he sounded as though he was talking more to himself. You could hear his foot nervously tapping on the floor. 

You had been stuck in this room for weeks. Simmons and other people would come in and check on you every so often. Though the one person that checked on you daily was Leo Fitz. When you had more energy you could open your eyes and sit up. Fitz was so excited to see you.

“Y/N! You’re looking so much better!” He quickly walked up to and in the chair next to your bed. He went to reach for your hand but then stopped and fidgeted. “May I? Hold your hand?” He asked. You nod.

“Of course, you- you can.” The words stumble awkwardly out of your mouth. Simmons did tell you might have trouble speaking from now on. It was weird to hear your voice like this. Especially since you haven’t talked since the incident. He held your hand. You tried to stop your hand from shaking but it wouldn’t stop. 

Fitz didn’t realize how much he cared about you until he saw you like this. He wanted to protect you. Though he feels like he already messed that up. If only you took the oxygen.

#agents of shield #agents of s.h.i.e.l.d. #leo fitz #fitz x reader #leo fitz x reader #agents of shield x reader #agents of shield fanfic #aos fanfic #aos #leo fitz fanfic #fitz fanfic

[sunnysoulzz]

Hi lads! Dropping another misfits FIC because they are all I think abt 🤭🤭, also ima be calling him fitz in this cause it feels weird to call him cameron 😭💀

Me when I turn men that are definitely womanisers into touch starved losers 😍

Fitz x reader oneshot

Warnings: goodguyfitz x gn!reader, smut kinda, drug/alcohol use mentioned, like the opposite of porn not plot (plot no porn?), implied sex ig?, friends to lovers/fwb, you give fitz a boner lol

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It was almost midnight. You had spent the day hanging out with your best friend fitz. You and him were sitting on the couch together watching a movie, you had smoked a bong earlier and had a couple drinks, so you were coming down from your high.

You let yourself flop onto fitz, your back was against his forearm. You felt him tense up against you. You looked back at him, his eyes were on you. You gave him a sweet smile. “Fuck…” he muttered under his breath as he looked away from you. You sat up, turning your body to look at him, “you ok?” You thought you accidentally hurt him or something. He turned back to you, slightly shocked, a light blush painting his face.

“Ah- yeah, sorry it’s nothing” he chuckled awkwardly and shifted under the blanket that was draped over him. “Are you sure?” You placed your hand on his thigh. His breath grew heavy. “Yes, I’m fine..” he grabbed your wrist, pulling you back into him. You blushed as you were now pushed against his chest.

You moved around, getting comfortable in his embrace when you accidentally brushed your hand against his crouch. He let out a shaky breath, your face grew even redder as you looked up at him. He was looking away, his eyes starring off into space. You quickly turned to face the tv, your back now pressed against his chest. He moved the blanket to lay over the two of you.

You settled into the new position. His arm moving to lay on your waist. It didn’t take long for your mind to wonder, you couldn’t care less about the movie at this point. You shifted back, trying to ‘get more comfortable’ until your ass was pressed against his bulge, it was very obvious now that he was hard as fuck. You heard his suck in a breath, his hand on your waist tightening slightly.

You took the opportunity. You moved around more, making sure to press against his erection. “You’re such a tease.” He said in your ear, making a shiver run down your spine. “What are you talking about?” You said with a smirk. “You know what your doing.” His voice was laced with lust. His other arm moved to grip your waist as well, he moved back and fourth against you, causing a moan to slip from your lips.

He kissed the back of your neck as his hands moved up to your chest. Your face was bright red. You had to admit you thought about fitz when you masturbated but you never thought you’d actually end up like this. Lucky you.

#fitz #goodguyfitz #fitz smut #goodguyfitz smut #misfits smut #misfits #misfits x reader #goodguyfitz x reader #fitz x reader #misfits podcast

[savagemickey03]

omggg did you ever find some scandal fics???? 😭 cause a bitch is going THRU it and i NEEED fitz comfort 😭😭

Anon bestie I wish I did but when I tell you this fucking fandom is devoid of x reader content for most of the characters I’m not playing 😭 and I’ve fucking looked everywhere and tbh it’s not giving cause this show should be fucking gold for x reader fics and it’s fucking tumblr like damn near everything and everyone is on here buuuuuuuut if we’re talking about some good ass Fitz x Olivia fics my bestie @anincorrectpetunia you should go check my good sis out 😌

#x reader #scandal x reader #fitzgerald grant #Fitzgerald #fitz x reader #olivia pope

[georgiaheartsdilfs]

that was staring from across the room | goodguyfitz x female reader

my masterlist ↪M A S T E R L I S T

warnings / other notes ↪I'mm aware he's a controversial influence. II couldn't care less whether you support him or not. I personally, enjoy his content and his humor. ↪ she/her pronouns used ↪swearing, drinking, drug use ↪ im aware mason has a gf (if you didnt know, he does) ↪ sexts / mention of sex

prompt ↪ the misfits were having their annual boozy party and you were invited. recently cameron (fitz) and you had gotten into a heated argument over a small thing, so there was a lot of tension in the air whenever you were near him.

A misfits party, it seemed like every other week that the misfits held a party where there were booze, weed and every other recreational drug you could think of.

But, it wasn't every day that they held a party as big as this one, a party for one of their friends. It was Chad's birthday today and of course, being his friend, I was invited.

Stepping into the Misfits house I am welcomed with an overwhelming smell of weed and the familiar sounds of people stuffing their nose with coke, I never did drugs of course. I lived a happy life without them actually.

"y/n!" mason slurred, already wasted off his face, wrapping his arms around my shoulders his breathe reeked of alcohol and ciggies but it was comforting because that was the mason I knew.

"hey macey" I laugh "god well don't you fucking look sexy you fucking dog." he says removing his arm to take a step back and look at my outfit, which was only a simple dress with flats, nothing too interesting for these aussies.

"thanks mason." I smile looking around, the house was crowded and packed "the boys are playing a game do you want to play or anything, its fucking truth or dare." he says pointing into a crowd of people "truth or dare?" I question him "chad the cunt wanted to play." he says "come come" he grabs my hand pulling me along.

Dragging me through the crowded corridors and packed rooms, finally making it to a room where it was just the Misfits and close friends.

Some of the Misfits were out like Matt, Swagger and Cameron.

But shortly after they returned with a fuck ton of alcohol which made the party from the house even more vibrant and loud even though the people in this room literally weren't even apart of that party.

"truth or dare." chad mumbles to me, rubbing his nose I look around. Cameron was staring at me with his judgy eyes, "dare" I grin to Cameron before looking back at chad.

You see days before this party, Cameron and I had gotten into an altercation where he called me some very debatable names resulting in his shit being burnt. He and I were never dating nor did we question what we were but I did have some sort of feelings for him, so thats why his name calling hurt me more than it should've.

"I dare you to kiss mason, on the lips. no side kiss bullshit." the room woo'd at the last part of the dare. I shrug, I wasn't drunk but I also wasn't going to back down from a dare especially when I cockily grinned at Cameron who I swore I'd do everything to make jealous.

Mason laughs "fuck it come here." he says and I get up and walk towards him as he cups my face and kisses me, roughly yet tenderly, the booze taste in every inch of his mouth. I'm not complaining, it was a way to get drunk without actually touching a bottle.

We pulled apart and I sat back down, crossing my legs and the room was now filled with laughters and multiple rounds of applause from everyone except one person, the one person that was staring from across the room.

The one with the blue eyes, who was sat directly across from me. Twirling a silver ring between his long pale fingers effortlessly, crossing my legs I stare directly at him, not moving a single bone in my body "truth or dare" I smirk, he nods. Understanding at what game I was playing.

"dare" was the first word I had heard come out of his mouth in a few days, thats how long it had been since I had heard from him.

But as those words left his mouth, the room fell quiet. Everyone feeling the tension between him and I "guys you pricks had to make it awkward..." toby says, "you heard me... dare." he says leaning forward not moving his eyes from mine.

"send a sext to the seventh person in your messages." I shrug, it wasn't some big dare that was suppose to get him going but I couldn't think of anything when he was staring at me like that. He pulls his phone out of his pocket not moving his eyes from mine "whats with the eyes McKay?".

"alright, guys, come on." Jay says "no, let them go at it." Mason says "if anything these cunts will be fucking by the end of the night." he continues placing a lit ciggie in his mouth.

Cameron scoffs typing a message "done y/l/n" he flips the phone with a smirk. My phone goes off and it was him.

i know you're mad at me, you're hot though and i'd fuck the shit out of you.

"who was it?" Everyone asks Cameron eagerly and I look up from my phone "I need to take this." I lie standing up and walking out of the room, heading straight to the bathroom.

Banging on the door to hear people having sex, I grunt kicking the door angrily before making my way downstairs to the alcohol. Sure there was alcohol upstairs but the message... the message.

I look at the alcohol, it was teasing me "here" a guy says handing me a bottle "thanks" i smile before walking off.

I didn't make it back to the room filled with Misfits, instead I down the bottle and make my way back. Only he had that kind of affect on me. The affect that makes me swoon even when I hate him, that affect that makes the purest of hearts go bad.

Time had passed and I was now 10... 11.... 20 something bottles in. The party hadn't died, infact it was more alive than ever and every single worry had disappeared... including my phone.

In a panic I run back to the place that gave me alcohol "what's the, phone." my words were slurred, of course they were I was drunk. "what?' the man had said "y/n?" a loud voice yelled from the stairs, I spin around and see Cameron.

"shit, shit." I say slowly realising and running out back hoping he wouldnt find me.

Not look where I was going, I run straight into the pool. Swimming back up I scream "FUCK" this night just turned terrible.

Cameron runs out and sees me in the pool, giving me his cocky stare once again. "get up" he says placing his hands on his hips, eventually lifting one up to rub his dome. He was fully sober, sure he had been drinking but he didnt drink enough to be even licked (partly drunk).

"no" I slur, pushing my hair out of my face. "y/n, get out." he says and I stare at him, narrowing my vision to him and only him "what are you going to call me a dish-washing prostitue again." my words continued to be slurred, but they were nothing but the truth.

Everyone outside stops, staring at him and I.

"y/n, i won't repeat myself get the fuck out." he say taking off his shoes and cap, getting in the pool before grabbing me and pulling me towards the edge "let go of me." I try shimmying out of his grip but he was strong. He lifts me up onto the ledge, using his arms as back support as he leaves them wrapped around me.

"i'm sorry." he admits and the party goes back to normal.

He was still standing in the pool "i can't hear you the music is loud." I mumble leaning foward "Im sorry" he says "as you fucking should be." I point to him and he nods.

"KISS" someone yells from above, "who the fuck" "mason" he cuts me off "and don't ever look at me like that again." I slur to him, my mind was on straight after hearing his apology. The words... not so much.

"what?" he says "you fucking staring you mud cunt." I say "I was just admiring you." he shrugs before letting go of me and lifting himself up.

"well, then stare at me like that again."

#goodguyfitz #misfits #swagger #goodguyfitz x reader #zuckles #swaggersouls #youtubers #misfits podcast #misfits fanart #fitz x reader #mccreamy #fanfiction

[pupcroft]

CONVERSE? NAH IM A YEEZY GIRL — FITZ

Small disclaimer: I usually don’t write your “typical” reader but I felt like it cus fuck it I’m a writer and I can do what I want x

˖⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ݁ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀˖

⠀𝖲𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌⠀𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵⠀𝖺⠀𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖽⠀𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕⠀𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 ,

⠀⠀🗝⠀𝗈𝗋⠀𝖺𝗍⠀𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁⠀𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁⠀𝗍𝗈⠀𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗹⠀𝗍𝗁𝖾⠀𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆 !⠀

˖⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ݁ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀˖

<3

NO ONES POV !

y/n was visiting mason and his friends for the first time ever and she was nervous,, she didn’t know how they’d be around her at all.

Admittedly she was nervous I mean hell she was a considerably smaller YouTuber meeting YouTubers with ALOT more subscribers than her,, she knew that mason had talked a lot about her and knowing him he probably painted her as a not like other girls girl.

When In reality she wasn’t in the slightest I mean sure she didn’t like the idea of dresses and skirts but that doesn’t mean she didn’t wear them just not often,, she defaulted to jeans and the likes due to being brought up in geelong she was always running about getting stoned w mason and Koby and all that good stuff.

Slipping on her yeezys she stepped outside the winter Australian breeze hitting her like a basketball to the face,, her off white beanie and offensive hoodie provided some warmth though,, which was good.

Shoving the key into the ignition she turned it and set off to the misfits house,, it was only 20 minutes away so she wasn’t that bothered.

time skip what the hell??

Gently sighing as she stepped out the car hauling her shaker along with her she took a sip from it before walking up the pathway and texting mason a simple “I’m here now you bitch” before slipping it into her pocket waiting for mason to answer the door.

And then,, one of all the crackheads her brother mason came to a skidding halt and swung open the door smiling.

“Heyyyaaa mace” she smiled as he stepped to the side letting her in.

“Heyyya ya cunt” he mused grabbing her wrist and pulling her to the lounge upstairs where none other than the rest of the misfits where sitting.

“Masonnn” she whined as he pulled her up the stairs her yeezys hitting against the glass steps as he sighed.

“Ooo~ who’s this maso?” A girl who you presumed to be Tobi chimed as you sat on the couch

“This is my sister y/n” he answered simply flopping down on the end of the couch.

“I like your style!! Good choice” Toby smiled taking a sip from her shaker noticing yours she smiled.

“awh thanks I don’t know what kinda person masons painted me as probably a proper cunt that’s not like other girls but I can assure you I’m not” you sighed shaking you head as mason propped himself up on the couch before a 6’10 giant came running up the stairs

He stopped in his tracks as he saw his merch,, he usually didn’t react like that but seeing someone as hot as you in HIS merch?? He was a blushing mess

#goodguyfitz #fitz x reader #goodguyfitz x reader #yeezy sneakers #y/n x goodguyfitz #Goodguyfitz merch #tobyonthetele #zuckles #mccreamy #swaggersouls #misfits

[bad268]

Kind (GoodGuyFitz X Reader)

Fandom: RPF

Requested: Day 13 of Writing Inktober prompts instead of drawing!

Warnings: Menstruating reader. 

Pronouns: They/them

W.C. 306

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

Writing Inktober 2022 Materlist

~~(^@/Fitz’s Spotify profile pic)

It was hell week. Mother nature decided that she hated me this week, and I was currently suffering from the worse cramps in my life. I was supposed to be filming with my boyfriend and our friends today, but I could not bring myself out of bed to do anything, especially not be funny. I was finally able to fall asleep when my phone began ringing. I mentally cursed whoever was on the phone, but still answered it, pissed, ”What do you want?”

“God, what crawled up your ass?” Swagger laughed, and I realized it was our group chat.

“Are you coming? We were supposed to start filing like an hour ago,” Fitz asked. He could tell just from the sentence I said that I was not having any of their shit today.

“Yeah, no. I’m not playing today,” I said, bluntly. I heard Matt and Mason groan and talk shit, but I started talking over them before they could direct it at me. “Unless you want Debbie Downer in your video, just film without me.”

“Here, why don't we just reschedule?” Fitz offered.

“Wait, why are we just gonna scrape this recording? Like they can just not be in this video,” Swagger complained.

“Well, I’m not gonna be in it either,” Fitz pointed out. “Imma be heading over to their place now.”

“Why are you being so nice to them, you simp?” Swagger laughed.

“He’s being kind to me, unlike you, asshole,” I laughed lightly, but it slowly turned to a groan as another cramp flared up. “Also, Fitz, if you actually are coming over, can you bring me a hoodie and chocolate?”

“Of course, I’ll be there in 20.”

“Thank you for being so kind to me,” I said with a smile.

“You two are fucking gross,” Swagger said as he ended the call.

~~~~~

© BAD268 2022. DO NOT REPOST WITHOUT PERMISSION.

#goodguyfitz x reader #writing inktober 2022 #bad268 #misfits #goodguyfitz #cam x reader #fitz x reader #thing268 #ship268

[stan-fixations]

AGENTS OF S.H.I.E.L.D

♡LEOPOLD FITZ♡

~DATING HIM WOULD BE LIKE~

Inspired by the song:

Dancing in the Kitchen by Zachary Knowles

Gif credits to: @deckerschloe thank you!!♡

He calls you darling

Gets shy when you call him a cinna bun in front of the others

Date nights every Friday

When he realizes he doesn't know much about your hobbies and interests he stays up for nights researching everything just to be closer to you

Pretends not to notice when you take "secret" pics of him while he's working

He thinks it's cute that you try so hard to understand all his engineering science stuff

You always have coordinating Halloween outfits

You always have to drag him out of the lab to sleep and eat

The entire team ships you guys SO HARD

He always gets worried when you're sent on a mission and he's at HQ

He once secretly recorded you laughing when he was tickling you so now when he misses you he listens to the recording of your laugh

Stealing glances at each other

Everyone hates thirdwheeling with you guys because you're so invested in each other

Wednesday night is movie night

You thought it'd be fun to take him to a monkey sanctuary for his bday but when it was time to leave he started crying (he'll never admit to this) so you had to bribe him by promising him a *special night* ;)

He gets shy when you tease him by saying he loves Mack and Hunter more than you

Random fun facts throughout the day

Daisy's always accusing you of stealing her best friend

His favorite thing about you is the fact that you exist

Likes to leave little love notes around the house for you to find

You're that couple that does all those little cliche couple things but in the cutest way possible

Everyone else turns to you two for love advice

Arguments never last long cause you both end up crying and apologizing

He made a giant safe closet to lock his cardigans in cause you're always stealing them

Lots of cuddles and giggles

Waking up to kisses

Somehow he manages to convince you that the earth is flat and then convinces you that the earth is round again

He proposed to you on a beach during sunset

Honeymoon in Scotland because he promised he'd take you one day

Literally you guys live that happily ever after fairytale life that everyone dreams of

Original work - do not use without permission

#aos fic #aos #agents of shield #daisy johnson #leo fitz #leopold fitz #doctor fitz #fitzdaisy #aos fitz #aos imagine #agents of s.h.i.e.l.d. #fitz x reader #fitzsimmons #fitzward #phil coulson #marvel #mcu #mcu fandom #writeblr

[prodicalmenace]

fitzgerald, paint

fitz x f!reader short scrap from 2019

Through the edges of the window creep in glowing beams of sunlight like fingers seeking to pull back the curtain and expose your naked bodies. Yet they stay in the corners, watching, hued streaks making the gold paint shimmer in beautiful compliment to your skin smudges and all.

"Paint your favorite part of me," you initially instruct him carefully, arm holding out a sponge brush and a cup of metallic gold paint whose flecks of glitter superimpose patterns onto the walls and rainbows at the edge of his face in awe of your bare body standing before him.

Fitz grins, a smile from ear to ear, before he dips the brush into the cup and creates one thick stroke from the base of your neck, through the valley of your breasts, over the hills and dips at your stomach, to finally stop at a patch under your hips where he adds two lines to create an arrow.

Your breath hitches at the cold paint slathered on your skin, but soon you stop breathing as you watch where he goes. Pink flowers the corners of your face but you are nothing but patient for his final result.

"I'm being serious!" you kneel to cup the cheeks of his face before he can dip it between your standing legs, and he lets out a disappointed sigh.

"Well my darling, you seriously need more paint," he sounds like a fish between your hands, puckered lips and all, before he reaches to take your own in a kiss. 

#fitzgerald x reader #fitz x reader #bsd x reader #bsd #bungou stray dogs #one shot

[becca-e-barnes]

I need more of needy Bucky who loses control from the feeling of being inside your pussy. I need him to fuck me like a rag doll and to carry me over his shoulder around the house like his personal flesh light.

Fuck, this has always been one of my very favourites to write. I really like to imagine that he struggles to last but he can keep going after he finishes 🙈 it's my lil filthy fantasy

But imagine spending the morning in bed with him. You both wake up around 6am and you spend the first little while just touching and chatting before a couple of hours of sex. Now it's maybe around 11am and after lying there together for a while, you're both in the mood for something to eat.

You pull a robe around you and that's just about as much as you manage before Bucky's scooped you up, carrying you to the kitchen.

"You don't need to carry me everywhere!" You tease, remembering that he'd carried you up the stairs to bed last night too.

"I know. But. Carrying you means. I. Can put you. Exactly. Where. I want you." He peppers kisses over your face and neck, tenderly capturing your bottom lip between his before he sets you up on the kitchen countertop.

There's no point arguing with him so you sit there quite happily. He makes up a quick pancake mix, washes some berries from the fridge, preps the coffee machine and sets the little dining table for the two of you.

Somewhere in between, you got a little distracted, perched on the counter scrolling on your phone. You hadn't noticed the way he's looking at you.

He's so caught up in the little things; the way the light hits your shoulder, the curve of your hips, the way the silhouette of your nipples are visible against the satin robe.

"Look at you, sitting there all sweet like your cunt isn't so fucking full of me."

That's got your attention.

You squirm a little, your body fluttering at how shamelessly vulgar he's being but nothing's stopping you from doing the same.

You spread your legs, exposing the slick mess coating your inner thighs. It's a mixture of your own arousal and Bucky's cum, dripping out of your sensitive cunt.

Your fingertips trail lazily over your exposed sex, your skin glistening in the natural light before you bring your fingers to your own lips, sucking them clean, giving him a little bit of a show.

"Tastes amazing, sweetheart." You groan, noticing the growing bulge in his thin pyjama bottoms. "But I lost track of how many times you came inside me this morning. You came so deep, most of your cum won't have dripped out yet. Bet I'm still totally stuffed full."

He sinks to his knees in no time, settling his head between your thighs, breathing in the faint smell of your arousal. His tongue presses flat to your sex, trailing from your hole to your clit and back, gathering as much of your combined release as possible.

He groans, low and pathetic, allowing his tongue to dip inside you as deep as he can bury it. He savours every drop of cum he earns back from your body.

When his tongue alone isn't enough, he slips a finger into you, followed quickly by a second, curling them against your sensitive inner wall.

"Bucky baby, please don't make me cum again." You groan, your fingers tangled in his dark hair but you know he's not giving you that choice. Not when his free hand is furiously stroking his own cock, desperate to ensure that when he's finished licking his cum out of you, he can flood your cunt with another load.

#asks answered <3 #becca writes spice #anon #needy!bucky #bucky barnes x reader smut #bucky barnes smut #I've gotten so into Scandal again recently #I'm so so so into Mellie #holy shit that woman is stunning #I'd be so tempted to write some shamelessly filthy Mellie x reader #I like Fitz too but just imagine THE COMPETITION #right no I actually HATE picking a colour for a pedi #I get a gel pedi every few weeks and I really need colour suggestions #Last time I got a sparkly red #the time before I got white with a pearly kind of shimmer on top #I've liked both but I'm so bad at picking a colour #I know neons are usually safe in summer but I don't think I'd like neons on me #open to any other suggestions tbh

[wheresmymilliondollarman]

ravi singh fics please!! maybe x reader where she’s having a bad day and he comes over and they cuddle and watch a movie 🫶🏻

forever & always

ravi singh x fem! reader

when ur day falls into shambles, your boyfriend is there to pick up the pieces the best way he can

a/n: u dont know how happy i am to see a ravi request. he’s been on my mind lately esp cus my friend is reading the series !! he’s my top book bf next to peeta mellark 🫶🫶 thx sm for the request hope you enjoy !! p.s. i read the us version so it's gonna be based one that.

word count: 2.9k

warnings: mentions of small injury, minor blood, lmk if anything else

you collapsed on your bed the moment your knees hit the mattress. burying your face into your pillow, hoping the day just fades away. you arrived home, the house empty due to your parents still working. you were relieved because you truly had no energy to greet anyone - even the trudge up the stairs was a challenge enough.

your day had been rough, to say the least. you'd woken up late, sleeping past your alarms and snoozes. when you'd awoken you had less than twenty minutes to get ready, which meant no time to come up with a cute outfit. you slapped on some jeans, a cropped graphic tee, and jewlery and called it a day. you managed to put on some lipstick and mascara in the school parking lot before you ran to clas.

in the process of running, you also fell and scraped your knee; you didn't even check the wound because you were rushing to avoid the tardy bell. spoiler: your knee was crying in pain.

you were late by a minute, yet your first-period teacher had given you a berating in front of the whole class for it. even though he literally walked in a few seconds before you.

you went toward the back of the class to put your phone in the mandatory basket with everyone else's phone, and that was when you realized you'd left your phone at home. you mentally facepalmed yourself as you remembered you'd left it on your bed when you were hastily putting on your shoes. hopefully, ravi didn't require anything urgent that couldn't wait til you got home.

you later learned, after a random kid pointed it out, that you had a splotch of red on the knee area of your light colored jeans. turned out your skin had scrapped enough to draw blood.

at lunch, pip, the prepared person she was, helped clean your cut with anitbacterial wipes and put a bandage over your knee. cara even tried to get the red stain out, but it was smudged it further around your legs.

cara apologized profusely , but you brushed it off, telling her it didn't look that bad and they were just jeans. however, inside, you were ready to lose your last straw and mourn your favorite jeans. you swore you had the worst luck today.

you repeated it over and over in your head, school's almost over you can do this. but it was certainly not over for your luckless day. the librarian, who already hated you, dress coded you for your shirt, and sent you to the office. the principal was ready to call your parents to bring you a shirt, but you quickly said you had friend who'd be abe to give you one.

to be honest, you were even sure if cara or pip had any spare clothes, and to add to your misfortune, they didn't have any spare shirts. you were ready to break down right there and then, but held it off and reassured them it was alright.

you were ready to throw the towel in and call your mom and face her wrath for disrupting her at work when connor entered the conversation saying he had an unused gym shirt. it could've fit like adress on you, but you gratefully took it.

the final bell finally rang, signaling the end of the day. you didn't waste time in packing up and look for your car keys inside your backpack. but being so distracted led you to stumble down the school stairs. you were utterly humiliated and knew multiple people had witnessed the scene. you had no choice but to just get up and walk out.

traffic was horrible on the way home, and multiple angry drivers honking didn't help. when you finally parked into your home's driveway, you leaned your head against the steering wheel and burst into tears. the events of the day weighed on you heavily. suppressing all your emotions all day made everything you were feeling just come crashing down in that moment.

after half an hour, you were calmed down, but your eyes were swollen and your throat was sore. you prayed none of the neighbors witnessed your breakdown, you think you'd start crying again if that were the case.

now, you were in bed, exhausted from your crying, and ready to just sleep whatever hours of the day were left.

the moment you closed your eyes, your phone chimed, letting you know you received a text. you knew it was ravi because you'd set his notification sound to be different. you hadn't spoken with your boyfriend all day since you forgot your phone, so he likely was asking why you didn't send him your daily random school photo. but you were just too tired to pick it up and type of reply. you told yourself you'd take a fifteen-minute nap, then call him.

your slumber was disrupted when a force was shaking your body back and forth, the repeated call of your name in the distance. you were still somewhat mentally in your dream state, so you weren't quick to respond.

"y/n!"

"babe."

"light of my life."

"my little honey butter biscuit."

"huh?"

your sleepiness was starting to fade away, and you were able to deliver a somewhat coherent response. you had to blink a few times to focus your vision on the face before you. it took you a moment to process ravi in your vision, kneeling in front of the side of the bed where your head lays. "ravi? what are you doing here?"

you yawn as you sit up on your bed and stretch out your spine, turning to face ravi. you rubbed your eyes a bit to keep them from drooping. ravi then immediately engulfed you into his arms, pushing you back onto the bed.

you were thrown aback by the gesture, but you would never object a hug from your boyfriend, especially given the day you had.

ravi pulled away, sitting down next to you on the bed. "oh my god, i thought something happened. you hadn't answered any of my texts and any time i called you, it went straight to voicemail." ravi anxiously explained, holding your face in both his hands.

"i'm sorry," you gave an apologetic peck to his lips, "i was gonna text you when i woke up from my quick nap after school." you went to grab your phone from the corner of your bed. you clicked the power button a few times, but it wouldn't turn on. your phone was dead, the reason why your alarm didn't go off and ravi's calls weren't going through. the world had to be playing a prank on you at this point.

"quick nap?" ravi furrowed his brows, "it's already 7 pm."

"what?" you exclaimed, wide-eyed. how could it already be so late? you were going to take a half-hour nap to recover your energy. you still had homework and chores to do before your parents got home. you went MIA almost the whole day, likely why ravi was so worried and came into your house. with all the murderous events this town has faced, you felt guilty for having him alarmed. horrible girlfriend award goes to you.

automatically, your face made its way into your hands from guilt and frustration of every going wrong today. you sighed heavily, holding back tears threatening to fall. even though you had a full crying session before coming in the house, you still had tears left to shed. you were trying very hard to not cry in front of ravi.

ravi reached out toward you, putting a hand on your back and a hand on your knee, “baby, what’s wrong?” he voiced with concern.

"it's nothing," you responded in a cracked voice, suppressing all your emotions. a blatant lie, that didn't even convince you, and one ravi could see through.

"c'mon, it's obviously something if it has my girlfriend so upset about it. let me see your pretty face." ravi grabs your wrists and pulls them apart to uncover your sullen face. not having the energy to resist, you opted to face your head down to your lap and have your hair cover most of your face.

“dont hide from me baby.” he whispers to you. he parts your hair behind your ears and sees your face and then moves his hand to your chin, making you look up to him with watery eyes. “now, tell me what happened. or i’m gonna just stare at your really hard until you do.” he says the last part playfully, but you wouldn’t put it past him to actually do it.

looking into your boyfriend’s eyes was enough to spill your guts. and his genuine concern for you only made you love him impossibly more. you knew it was safe to cry your eyes out around him, so finally, you let your emotions through.

you choked up for a moment trying to get a word in, but all you could do was start with a miserable sob. you go to cover your mouth with your hands to reel some of it in, but hot tears are already coming down from your eyes.

immediately, ravi pulls you into his embrace, and onto his lap - your face now smushed into his chest. tears likely staining his graphic tee, but he didn’t seem to care. he rubs a hand soothingly along your back, cooing and shushing you in attempt to help calm you down. all you could do your hold onto him tight for comfort in your troubles.

it took you a few minutes before your cries were getting dulled and you were able to breathe steadily. ravi just held you the whole time, patiently waiting for you to settle, so you can recite to him the issue.

you sniffled and moved your head away from his chest, ready to finally have a proper conversation without interruption by your hiccuped breaths. ravi began wiping any wetness from your face with his hand, then removing hair from your eyes and putting it behind your ears. “do you feel better now?”

you nodded, taking a deep breathe to further calm yourself. he gives you a small smile then plants a quick kiss on your lips. “good, now tell me what has my girl all down in the dumps.”

you crack a smile at his corny phrases, slightly feeling better. you began to recount all of the day's incidents, starting from waking up late and ending with your hysteria in your driveway. all through it, ravi held you close, rubbing small circles on the side of your thigh in a calming manner.

“so that was my shitty day pretty much. it all sounds kind of stupid now that i say it out loud to someone. sorry for worrying you over dumb stuff like this.”

“hey, anything that makes you upset is reason enough for me to start worrying.” ravi’s hand trails toward the area of your knee still stained with some of your blood, “you know what, i’m boycotting stairs. i refuse to associate with anything that harms my girlfriend.” he responds in faux seriousness. you can’t help but laugh at his behavior and playfully slap his chest lightly.

“thank you. for being the best boyfriend ever,” you say with sincerity. only ravi was the type of person who could make you laugh after bawling your eyes out.

“well, i am quite ravi-singh-ing aren’t i?” ravi cockily boasts. he flips his wrist, flipping over imaginary hair dramatically.

you rolled you eyes, “oh god, are you ever going to let that go?” you one time joked his name looked like the word ravishing when he had written it down. ever since then, he loved to constantly bring it up to boost his ego.

“never. it never gets old. and you know what your amazing boyfriend proposes?” you wait for him to continue, “a movie to remedy your shitty day.”

you pretend to think about it for a moment, “okay, but i choose.”

ravi's mouth goes agape, “what! it was my idea.” he protests.

“yeah, but it’s my crappy day.” you counter back.

he narrows his eyes at you, and you give your best pleading pout, “fine, i suppose it's lady's choice tonight," he relents. "you should be ever so lucky to have such a gentleman as a boyfriend.” he adds in an overdone proper tone.

“yup. i’m just the luckiest girl.” and you meant it.

"now," ravi manured his way out of your bed and stood up. he proceeds to carry your bridal style, being careful of your knee, "let's fix up your little injury."

"babe, i can walk; my leg isn't broken." despite your small protest, you move to wrap your arms around his neck for stability.

ravi, with you in his arms, walks out of your room and toward your upstairs bathroom. "excuse me for being chivalrous." he states defensively, "you should be fawning over me with heart eyes at this moment." he says a matter of factly.

you give another eye-roll to his antics, "your right my bad, let me try again." you clear your throat for effect, "on my god, ravi, you're so dashing and charming, and your good looks just stun me." you exclaim with melodramatic affection.

ravi sets you down on the gray granite counter of your bathroom next to the sink. he looks at you with a crooked smile, "that's more like it. you just forgot to mention how you dream of me at night, but it's alright - i've sleep next to you enough nights to know how much you say my name in your sleep." he winks at you with he last bit of his sentence.

you lightly hit his chest, "are you gonna continue to admire yourself or put a bandaid on me so we can watch a movie?"

"while, i'd love to do the former, i'll go with the latter. actually," he pauses, and starts digging through his pockets in search for something, "aha! here, this should make your frown turn upside down." cue another eye roll for his corny humor. he opens his palm toward you to reveal a bandaid, a hello-kitty one.

you take it with a cheerful smile, "thank you, but why do you have this?" you look up at question him.

"you mean why do i carry bandaids for my accident-prone girl?" he rhetorically counters, while kneeling down in front of your bruised knee. "i just figured if you're hurt you can at least look cute being injured."

you can't help but smile at him lovingly as he replaced your dried bloody band-aid with the pink hello kitty one. to finish off, he places a quick kiss on it. "there, all better."

yeah, it was all better now.

-

"hunger games? again?" ravi questions exasperatedly. you two were currently settled under your bed sheets, facing your television. ravi is sat up with your head settled on his chest and his arm wrapped around your shoulders.

the netflix app was open, and the two of you were in the process of deciding on a film. well, you were picking, and ravi kept adding in his own personal opinion that prompted you that annoyed you enough to not choose a movie. netflix recently added the hunger games movies, and you couldn't help but want to watch it - no matter how many times you'd seen it with ravi already.

is having a movie about children dying and killing each other and government control as a comfort movie a red flag? maybe.

"are you judging me, your girlfriend, right now?" you challenge with an arched brow.

ravi holds a hand to his heart, "no, no, of course not. if my girl tells me to do something, then my only option is to obey," he replies mockingly.

you nod in approval, "exactly. glad you get it." you pat the top of his head as if he were a dog who just learned a new trick.

he mimics you and then tickles your side, causing you to jolt in your spot. "shush it, and put the movie on." you give him a glare but move to grab the remote next to you, pressing play to start the film.

as the movie began and went through, the two of you commented on scenes as they came on the tv.

"if we were tributes from the same district, would you kill me?"

"most likely." you say nonchalantly.

you scoff, "gale gets more annoying the more i watch this."

"i would kill for ceasar flickerman's job." ravi expressed.

"i just know you would've fallen off that tree on your own."

"ow!- ok sorry."

after a good three-fourths of the film, your eyes get heavier. yet, you try to remain awake and respond to whatever ravi was saying. but you decide to close your eyes for a moment, claiming you'd open them again when ravi says something. however, that never came to be because you were out like a light, the noise of violence and yelling from the screen lulling you to slumber.

"okay, this is a good movie, but i refuse to watch the sequel after this too." ravi frowns when you don't respond. "baby, i was just kidding, don't give me the silent treatment." he looks down at your body, then takes notice of your closed eyes and steady breathes.

he laughs, "of course, you fell asleep, not even surprised." he leans his head down and plants a kiss on the crown of your head. he whispers to your ear, "good night. hopefully, you have a better day tomorrow, and if not, i'll always be here to cheer you up."

@marigold-morelli

#ravi singh #ravi singh x reader #ravi singh imagine #ravi singh fic #ravi singh x female reader #a good girls guide to murder #agggtm #pippa fitz amobi #x reader #x female reader #x y/n #reader imagine #reader insert

[swaggerscat]

Swagger and fitz at IEM Sydney

from twitter

#goodguyfitz #misfits podcast #gaybabygang #swaggersouls #swagger souls #zuckles #swaggersouls x reader #swagger and fitz

[ravisinghs-wife]

✼ Masterlist ✼

The Inheritance Games

Jameson Hawthorne

Jameson Hawthorne Dating Headcanons

Grayson Hawthorne

Grayson Hawthorne Dating Headcanons

I write for jameson, grayson, xander, nash, avery and libby

A Good Girls Guide to Murder

Ravi Singh

Ravi Singh Dating headcanons

I write for ravi, pip and cara

Shatter me

Aaron warner

Meeting/Dating Aaron Warner Headcanons

I write for Aaron and kenji

Percy Jackson

Percy Jackson

Percy dating tall!fem!reader headcanons

the seven plus nico and Reyna and their red flags

Annabeth chase

the seven plus nico and Reyna and their red flags

Jason Grace

the seven plus nico and Reyna and their red flags

Piper mclean

the seven plus nico and Reyna and their red flags

Leo valdez

the seven plus nico and Reyna and their red flags

Reyna

he seven plus nico and Reyna and their red flags

I write for percy, annabeth, Leo, piper, Jason, reyna and thalia

Fandoms I write for besides the ones listet above: mcu, grishaverse and the marauders (Harry Potter)

#dating headcanons #Grayson hawthorne x reader #Jameson hawthorne x reader #percy jackson x reader #Xander hawthorne x reader #x reader #nash hawthorne x reader #pippa fitz amobi x reader #avery kylie grambs x reader #the inheritance games #libby grambs x reader #ravi singh x reader #aaron warner x reader #kenji kishimoto x reader #shatter me #shatter me x reader #fluff #agggtm x reader #Cara Ward x reader #percy jackson headcanons #annabeth chase x reader #leo valdez x reader #piper mclean x reader #jason grace x reader #reyna ramirez avila arellano x reader #Thalia grace x reader #pipravi #masterlist #taylor swift

[asongofmarvelanddc]

so no one has written any fitzgerald grant fics??? seriously???

#do you know how painful this is for me? #I’m very very upset #scandal #fitzgerald grant #fitz grant #Fitz grant x reader #fitzgerald grant x reader

[skyreadbooks]

I see your requests are open! Would you write a ravi x reader? theres almost nothing for him lol

Baking together

Ravi Singh x fem! reader

a/n: Thank you for your request. This is my first time writing, so excuse me if it's not super good or if you think it's a bit awkward. It's short because I wrote it quickly. And thanks for being understanding while I wrote this.

The sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over the countertops. While Ravi and I stood in the middle of the kitchen to dove into our culinary adventure, which wasn’t going to turn out well given our skills of course.

Ravi glanced at the recipe card and then back at me, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. "Ready to turn this kitchen into a battlefield of flavors?" he quipped, a twinkle in his eyes.

I chuckled, dipping my fingers into the bag of flour and sending a cloud of it into the air. "Oh, you're on! But just remember, the messier it gets, the better the result."

Flour dusted our aprons, our cheeks, and somehow, even our hair. As we mixed ingredients with both precision and a splash of spontaneity, laughter filled the air. The scent of vanilla and the warmth of cinnamon swirled around us, creating an intoxicating aroma that felt like a comforting hug.

Ravi's fingers brushed against mine as we reached for the same sugar container and shared a playful glance. "I think we might need an official referee for this baking duel," he teased, his voice a melodious rhythm in the room.

I picked up an egg and pretended to examine it like a precious jewel. "Referee, you say? Should I make a call to the baking association?"

He feigned shock. "You'd dare challenge my secret weapon—the unbeatable whisk technique?"

As we bantered, the ingredients slowly transformed into a cohesive mixture under our hands. The batter formed, smooth and tantalizing, promising a treat beyond our imagination. Ravi reached for a dollop of it and extended his flour-dusted finger toward me. "Taste test?"

I accepted the challenge, taking his finger into my mouth and savoring the sweetness. Our eyes locked, and amidst the mess and flour-covered chaos, a soft tenderness emerged in that shared moment.

Ravi leaned in closer, his voice softer now. "You know, I've heard that kisses are the best way to seal a baking alliance."

My heart fluttered as I wiped a streak of flour from his nose. "Is that so? Well, I wouldn't want to defy tradition."

Our laughter faded into a hushed pause. The kitchen, once bustling with playfulness, seemed to hold its breath. And then, with the scent of baking surrounding us like a sweet promise, our lips met in a kiss that was both tender and full of promise—much like the batter we had mixed with laughter and shared glances.

#ravi singh #ravi singh x reader #ravi singh imagine #ravi singh fic #ravi singh x female reader #a good girls guide to murder #agggtm #pippa fitz amobi #x reader #x female reader #reader imagine

[kiltongrammarwriter94]

Masterlist

started: 2/26/2024 (works will appear when completed) Bio: Writer for more than Seven years now, 19. Updates will vary depending on when I have time as I am in Uni full time. Requests are welcome! I will try to fill them when I can. All characters are aged up for 18+ content🫶

This is Mainly a sapphic blog dedicated to a few of my favorite characters, while I will write for a few male characters please don’t take offense if I write more for the ladies of AGGGTM. I will take some prompts for Ravi and Sal, but I will not be writing in copious amounts. That might change drastically when the show comes out. I adore Ravi and he is a favorite character of mine, so please send in ideas.I can’t promise they will be written but send them in nonetheless. 🫶

Little Kilton's Guidelines and Rules

AGGGTM

Pippa Fitz Amobi

Lines drawn in the sand, (obsessive pip) (Request)

The Case of The Heart's Whisper 18+

The Quiet Affections of Pippa Fitz Amobi (Headcannon)

Quantum Entanglements: Pippa’s Theorem of Love” (University Pippa Headcannons)

Whispers of Tiny feet (baby fitz Amobi head cannons)

Guardian instinct (Whispers of Tiny feet AU)

You crash into me Hard and Soft 18+ (Coming soon) 👀

Andie Bell-

Girl I’ve Always been pt 1 (childhood friends)

Ravi singh-

Dating Ravi Singh headcannons

Ravi as father

Sal singh and Andie-

Sal and Andie Headcannons

Cara Ward- shattered reflections

Family switch

cc Walker

Jealousy of mine 18+ MDI

Title pending (requested cc Walker x fem reader)

Jealousy of mine (II) draft being worked on

The soccer star and bookworm (cc Walker x fem reader headcannon)

Enid Sinclair

Working on it (Requests welcomed)

Annabel Price

A heartfelt dinner with THE Rachel Price (coming soon)

What was I made for? (Maybe you?) (coming soon)

#masterlist #agggtm #pipa fitz amobi x fem reader #ravi singh x reader #andie bell x reader #cara ward x reader #cc walker x fem reader #pippa fitz amobi #alison dilaurentis #Alison DiLaurentis x fem reader #Alison DiLaurentis x reader #enid sinclair #Enid Sinclair x reader #the reappearance of rachel price #Bel price x reader #bel price

[davidlikesguys02]

The English Teacher

Word count: 1,132

Warning’s: 18+, you’re 18, blowjob, unprotected sex, *text from -A*,

M/n: Male name

L/n: Last name

GIF not mine

Kinktober 2022

You walk towards your English class. It was pretty late but you had to talk to Mr. Fitz about your grade. You already had a 65 in his class and you knew that if you didn’t do anything to change that grade your parents would kill you. Of course you’d be willing to do anything to bring your grade up, it’s not like you haven’t done it before.

You made it to the classroom door and knocked as you walked in. “Hi Mr. Fitz, I wanted to talk to you about my grade” he looked up at you “I would love too but do you think it could wait until tomorrow” you walk closer towards him “no it can’t wait, I have a pretty low grade in your class” “alright take a seat” he motions you towards one of the desk on the front row.

You take a seat and watch as he looks around his desk and grabs a packet of paper on his desk and begins to flip through the pages. “M/n what’s you're last name?” “L/n” “here we go, you have a 45 in my class” “does that include the test we just took?” “It does” you lay your head on the table “great” you look up and look at Mr. Fitz. “Could I maybe get some extra work, just enough to bring my grade up?”

“I do have some work I could give you, but it would not be enough to bring your grade up” You watch as he leans on his desk, slowly you get up and walk towards him putting your arms around his neck “I’m sure there are other ways I could get some extra credit Mr. Fitz” you begin to undo some of the buttons on his shirt “well I’m sure we could figure something out M/n” he pulls you closer gripping your hips.

You slide your hand down his clothed body and begin to tease his growing bulge through his pants. You watch as a moan escapes his mouth. He grips your legs and sets you down on the desk, he pulls you towards him and kisses you. You moan into each other’s mouths, you begin to unbutton his shirt “god your pretty hot for a English teacher” he pulls you towards him “I’m going to ruin you M/n”

He begins to bite and suck at your neck, you throw your head back moaning. He pulls away and begins to remove his pants, you also begin to remove your clothes. You're both in the classroom just in your underwear, he leans in and kisses you, slowly inserting his hands into your underwear. He begins to knead your ass cheeks, you so the same and slide your hands into his underwear slowly jerking him off.

You begin to slowly pull down his underwear and watch as it drops to the ground and he kicks it away. You slowly drop to your knees and begin to kiss his member, you open your mouth and slowly take him down all the way to the base. You look up through teary eyes and see his head thrown back, “oh god” you feel as he grips your head keeping you there “i'm cumming” you feel the warm liquid travel down your throat as you swallow most of it.

You slowly remove your mouth from his dick, you look up has he catches his breath “wow, that was amazing” you slowly get up and take his still hard cock in your hands “lemme return the favor” he spins you around and throws you on his desk, you feel as he pulls down your underwear. He brings his fingers near your face and inserts them in your mouth.

You instinctively begin to suck on his fingers, he removes his fingers from your mouth and you feel as he begins to push one of the fingers through your tight hole, he slowly begins to move his finger in and out. After a few minutes you feel as he added another finger, you let out a couple of moans until he hit something inside you that made you grip the desk turning your knuckles white.

“Common M/n moan my name like the slut that you are” “mhm Ezra please don’t stop” “don’t worry I plan on making you feel good” after a few more minutes of him playing and abusing your hole with his fingers, he knew you were ready to take him. “You ready M/n?” You get comfortable on the desk and nod.

You feel as he begins to slowly enter you “damn you still pretty tight and I love it” you just lay there and moan as he fully enters you. He grips your hips tightly and pulls you towards himself, he begins to slowly move his hips hitting that spot inside of you that makes you see white spots in your vision. “Mr . Fitz faster” “call me Ezra” “Ezra please…Just fuck me faster”

You feel his hips begin to pick up some speed, he grabs some of your hair and pulls your head back so he could kiss you. You moan into his mouth as he kisses you, he pulls away and grips your throat as he keeps thrusting into you. “You like that slut” you bite your lip as you nod. You can feel the coil in your stomach begin to tighten “I’m close daddy”

You feel as his thrust become slopier “cum in me daddy please” “god you're such a slut…ahhh shit I’m cumming” he thrust into you one last time and you feel as the white liquid begins to paint your insides white. “Mhm Ezra” he pulls out of you and watches as his cum begins to exit your abused hole.

“Shit…that’s hot” he grabs some paper towels and begins to clean the both of you. “You might need to stay after school for a few weeks, it’ll really bump up your grade” “at what time do I need to be here Ezra” you pull him closer so you can kiss him “4:00 pm is fine” you lean in and kiss him.

You begin to out on your clothes, you grab your phone and see a message you open and it’s a video of you and Ezra having sex there was a message under the video *watch out M/n or I might release your movie* you put the phone away in your pocket and begin to walk out of the classroom.

“I’ll see you next week Ezra” “wait” he walks over to you and pulls you in for a kiss. “Do you wanna come over to my place?” “When” “this Sunday” “sure” you smile and give him one final kiss as you walk out of his class room.

#Ezra Fitz x male reader #Ezra Fitz x male!reader #pll x male reader #pll x male!reader #gay smut #male reader smut #male reader #male!reader