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pigcowboys · 8 months

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in ur arms !

pairing: ꒰percy jackson x gn! reader꒱⋆·˚

summary: percy stumbles into your shared apartment after a drink luckily you're there to help him relax.

warning(s): established relationship, forehead kisses, mentions of alcohol (let’s pretend like percy can drink), domestic fluff.

requests are open !!

college was hard for percy.

he couldn't keep up with the long lectures or the fast paced speaking of his teachers, stumbling over his notes as he tried his best to take in everything they said. it'd be especially worse when the hour long period would end and he'd have to book it to the star bucks and few blocks down just so he could grab a coffee before he headed to the library.

the only thing good to came from this routine, percy guessed, was when he'd stumbled into you.

class had ended and percy had sure enough found himself on the same path towards the starbucks, digging around in his back pocket as he searched for any loose change he might have had. sadly, saving the world multiple times was job that was left unpaid. percy was just a broke college student, after all.

the opening of the glass door would alert you to a new customer, your head turning to see who'd came in with a slightly confused expression on your face. the place was empty - for once. poor percy - he was so caught observing the deserted place that he failed to notice you peeking at him from the counter.

a cough from you would tell him of your presence, stumbling over to the counter with a nervous laugh. for whatever reason, he couldn't shake the jittery nerves he'd get whenever he'd look up from the counter's marble material to meet eyes with you.

you made him nervous, embarrassingly so.

he'd hurriedly take his drink from your pretty hands, relishing in the 0.1 second of hand contact between the two of you as he pull his phone out, asking you for your number.

to which you happily agreed to doing.

you rubbed your clothed feet against the arm of your sofa, flipping through one of the hard cover textbooks you'd loaned from the library for your business class. the idea was to study for the upcoming exam for your class - though things happen. somehow you'd managed to start doodling small miscellaneous shapes and animals in your notebook.

you turned your attention towards the old wooden clock hanging just above your tv that displayed the words 10:30 PM on it. already past noon, where was percy? you leaned forward to grab your phone, opening it and reviewing the text message percy had sent you a few hours prior.

he and some friends had gone out for drinks after class to celebrate one of their birthdays. he'd asked if you'd be okay with him coming home late and despite your reluctancy to deal with a drunken partner, you set his worries to rest, insisting he went out with his friend requesting only for him to bring you back a slice of cake to which he only smiled and shook his head.

your gaze lingered over percy's caller id photo, chest growing heavy as you slowly found yourself starting to miss him dearly. you knew percy could protect himself, obviously. you just wondered if results would vary based on level of alcohol intake.

it was much too late to head out and find him too so the only thing you could seriously do for now is just wait for him to come home.

so, maybe the gods took pity on you this time. your head snapped towards the door as it creaked open suddenly, a slightly dazed percy scampering into the apartment. his dark raven hair was messy and sprawled across his face and his clothes, but a t-shirt and a some random jeans - were suddenly unkept and..stained.

percy mumbled out your name, a dopey grin forming onto his lips as he approached you with his arms out to you. shaken, yet relieved you allowed him to his crash his body into you, wrapping his arms around you tightly. it would've been a nice moment if his breath didn't reek of alcohol.

his grip was strong as ever, a stark contrast to the shakiness of his frame as he pulled away from you, grazing the side of your face with his hand. "were you okay without me here..?" he slurred, tilting his head to the left slightly.

"how much did you drink, percy?" you asked sternly, directing his hand from your cheek. "you reek."

percy shot you a confused look but didn't say much else, instead opting to rest his head on your chest as he cradled your torso. if you weren't so in love with him you would've likely threw him off the couch right there and then. yet, your fingers found themselves tangled in percy's hair, threading through the dark tufts gently as you picked out the various pieces of confetti that had landed it's way into it.

despite being holed up in a bar with his friends for a few hours, the smell of sea water still lingered as percy melted into your touch, his heart rate slowly every so slightly as he started to lull himself to sleep. a smile formed onto your face as you watched him quietly. he did stupid things - like jump into shark invested waters level stupid things.

but, you had to admit you could never stay mad at him for too long. one swift solemn glance from him and you'd cave immediately. you were sure, now more than ever, that no matter what happened to you - you wanted percy to be there with us along the way. things like made you realize it.

even if percy was buzzed right now, you never took a silent moment like this for granted at all. between percy's soft breaths and your pattering heart, you were sure all your fears from earlier were gone. another mutter of your name from percy catches your attention as you hum out a 'yes?'.

"i feel.." he hiccupped. "bad."

"yes, alcohol has that kind of effect on people." you joked, picking out a small pink confetti piece that was hiding in between his strands.

percy groaned. "no..it's not the beer." he turned to look up at you with a small frown.

"i ate your slice of cake.."

you stared at him momentarily before bursting out laughing, to percy's dismay. he muttered retorts to your amusement. you guess that was what the stains were. when your laughter finally ceased you simply watched percy with loving eyes, leaning forward to press a kiss to his forehead before cradling his head.

#percy jackson x y/n #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson fluff #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson x you #x reader #x reader fluff #pjo fluff #drunk fic #domestic fluff #fuffy fic

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milesmoralesweetgirl · 10 months

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hobie x f reader !! shes like really hurt after a fight and hobie takes care of her<33

𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓! 𝘩𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮！𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑻𝑨𝑰𝑵𝑺: blood, mention of injures, pet names (sweetheart, love), reader being kind of shy, ooc hobie? if i missed anything please tell me.

𝑺𝑼𝑴𝑴𝑨𝑹𝒀: what happens when you knock on Hobie’s door with tear stained cheeks and blood?

you were embarrassed to say the least, walking up the steps as you hug yourself tight. little gasps and tears escape your eyes as you grip your sides, it wasn’t anything serious. but it hurt badly, and you just needed someone.

you never thought that someone would be Hobie, you never hated him, you just found him annoying with his perfect eyes and cool personality, his teasing demeanor never failing to make you flustered.

you knock on his door, and when he doesn’t open right away you whimper, thinking that he’s not there. you knocked again and suddenly you heard his familiar cockney accent.

“jeez, fucking wait for a second!” he yells, he doesn’t know what will approach him when he opens the door, but he didn’t except to see you. so worn out, tear stained cheeks and bloody sides, hugging yourself

“woah, woah, hey what happened here? love, can you talk to me?” he asks, rough hand holding your face delicately as he lets you in.

“i just- it- i didn’t-“ you try to talk, you want to talk so badly, to explain yourself. but your sobs stop you and only thing you could do is just hug yourself tighter

“s’okay, sweetheart, s’okay. Just wait for a moment, yeah?” he says before going to the bathroom getting his first aid kit

he sits you his sofa, crouching down in front of you as he places both of his bigger hands on your cheeks, caressing them.

“M’here, no need to worry, it’s all gonna be okay.” he says before taking gauze, his hands now on your waist as he slowly and softly wraps it around.

“look at me, love.” he says, voice so delicate as he puts his one hand on my cheek, you look at him with your doe like teary eyes, a slight pout on your lips.

“there you go, sweetheart. A little better, yeah?” you just nod, tears still escaping your eyes as he looks at you.

“Need you to answer me, love. Can you do that?” and before you know it you’re in his arms, your head on his chest, babbling

“i’m fine-i’m fine. I’m so sorry H-Hobie, i’m sorry i-i didn’t wanna scare you.” you say it between little sobs and whimpers, he holds you tighter.

“Shh, shh. It’s alright, sweetheart, it’s alright. You gave me a good scare there, love. But all that matters is that you’re fine.”

“i’m sorry. i’m so-“ you whimper out before he shushes you again, holding you still. His hand playing with your hair, you don’t even know how this happened, but if it meant being in his arms like this, without a shame you would put yourself at risk again.

#spiderman #spider punk #astv hobie #hobie headcanons #hobie brown #hobie x y/n #hobie x you #hobie brown x reader #hobie spiderverse #spider man: across the spider verse #spiderman into the spiderverse #spiderman x reader #spiderman x you #hobie brown x you #hobie brown x y/n #fuffy fic #angst to comfort

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tyongbrat · 1 year

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🌷 - fuffly, levemente sugestivo.

um dengo, um cheiro e o teu sabor — haechan.

O cheiro amadeirado invadiu tuas narinas trazendo a sensação de conforto, esticou um braço à procura de haechan por entre os lençóis, mas não encontrou, o que te obrigou abrir os olhos e presenciar a cena do seu namorado se barbeando em frente ao espelho redondo do quarto de vocês.

Os olhinhos de jabuticaba concentrados em cumprir a missão de não deixar nenhum pelinho no rosto, mesmo que você insistisse que era charmoso e gostosinho sentir o toque dos pêlos na sua pele.

O sorriso do moreno aumentou de tamanho quando te percebeu acordada, através do espelho vocês se encaravam, haechan tinha a camisa branca de pijama jogada sobre o ombro, o peito desnudo te prendeu atenção, a calça caída na cintura te acordou algo por dentro, algo que só haechan despertava em você.

— quase posso ler o que você 'tá pensando - ele sorri bobo, vira-se pra te encontrar ao pé da cama. Você puxa o abdômen do garoto, tentando medir forças pra trazer ele até a cama de vocês dois.

— vem aqui, ó, tá quentinho. – você dá batidinhas nas cobertas.

Ele te olha de cima, sorri com toda essa manha que só a namorada dele consegue fazer, e por mais doloroso que seja, Haechan precisa admitir que você consegue convencer ele de fazer qualquer coisa.

O homem engatinha por cima do teu corpo, te faz deitar completamente na cama.

— vem! Vou preparar um café gostosinho pra você. – ele beija teu nariz.

E você solta grunhidos, batendo de leve com as perninhas na cama e segurando o corpo dele contra o seu.

— não quero, fica aqui, Lee donghyuck.

Os corpos quase se fundindo num só, se esfregando por cima da roupa de dormir, a pele dele quente roçando a tua. O ar se tornando rarefeito aos poucos, sentindo os dedos dos pés contraindo de tanto desejo que sente por ele, em meses de namoro a vontade de estar com donghyuck só aumenta.

Descobrir o corpo dele, beijar onde nunca foi beijado, substituir onde foi tocado por outras pessoas pelas tuas digitais. Você quer passear por ele, sentir na tua boca, sentir ele ocupar espaço, se derreter no teu corpo, te encher e te vazar.

Não pode esperar, tem urgência dele a todo momento, não quer ser despudorada, mas quer tê-lo a qualquer custo. Porque ter Lee donghyuck significa ter o mundo nas mãos, significa estar com o que de mais precioso Deus criou, ele é a obra prima da criação ele é o que de mais lindo existe, olhar pra ele é como contemplar uma pintura antiga, é como admirar um céu estrelado. Tudo nele te toca, te faz suspirar e te enche de encantamento.

#Spotify #nct smut #kpop smut #nct x reader #fuffy fic #fic writing #nct dream #nct scenarios #nct hard hours #nct 127 smut #nct 127

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altrodent · 1 year

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In My Arms

Pairing: Donnie Darko x Reader

Genre/warnings: Fluff, comfort read, swearing, slight mention of appearance shaming, (not entirely proof read)

Summary: You have probably the worst week ever, and the only thing that can fix it is your “friend” 🩷🤭

Shit. That’s what this entire week has felt like. From accidentally tripping over nothing, to getting yelled at by an annoying old bitch, and even your closest friend almost dying, you just can’t take it anymore. All you want to do is huddle up in your cave of a room and hide forever. The only thing between you and home is a long couple of blocks, that never seem to end. Usually you’d walk with your… well, you aren’t sure what you are to him, but let’s just say you’re very close. Donnie Darko, your first friend, your first kiss, your first shoulder to cry on. Why don’t you go to him this time? His house just got demolished, his room specifically, you’d feel like an asshole if you talked to him and complained about something that small. Little do you know…

“Hey, wait up!” You gaze out of your peripheral view to see an all to familiar boy running up to you. On any day of the week, you’d love to see him and chat, but your brain is just a big word cloud of emotion. “You usually walk with me.” Your lips purse together, he tilts his head over to look at you “You doin’ okay?” You nod as your teeth start tearing away at your lips, avoiding his eye contact. “Hey…” he gently grabs your shoulders “You know you can talk to me, right? I mean, you do the same for me.” He smiles lightly, it absolutely melts your heart “I know, I’m sorry…” his hand reaches to your face as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. “Don’t be sorry. I was actually wondering if maybe you wanted to come by later? You don’t have to of course I just wanted to-“ you smile and your small laugh cuts him off, seeing you like this makes his heart flutter. “Yes, Donnie, I’d love to.” He gives you a big hug before taking your hand and continuing your walk home.

He dropped you off at your house, and told you that you could come over when you’re ready. After an hour or so you had gotten dressed, cried out any unnecessary tears, and got your stuff ready. Before there was a knock at the front door “I’ll get it!” You shouted to anyone else who might be in the house. You open the door and Donnie’s there. “Hey, Don” You smile brightly and greet him with a hug “I thought I was going over to your house?”he hugged back greatly, before gently releasing his tight grip “I know, but I just didn’t want to wait that long.” You laugh “Well, come in. I think I still have movies scattered around my room somewhere.” He nods as you close the door and lead him to your room. It wasn’t too messy, but enough for him to notice the small bundle of wadded tissues and torn memories. He closed the door behind him “I actually also wanted to see how you were holding up.” Your brows raise “What?” He leans against your vanity, “You remember what I said, right? You can tell me anything.” You shift away and go back to trying to find your movies. “I said I’m fine Donnie, don’t worry!” You can’t seem to see at this point. You already cried, but when he goes out of his way to make sure you’re alright, it makes your tears swell in your eyes. You’re now on the floor, speechless, feeling like an ass. He walks over to you, squatting down to cup your face in his hands “Please.” A tear falls, and then it seems like the stream of salty fluid doesn’t stop. He gently picks you up and sits you on the bed. Immediately, you cling onto him as if he were a teddy bear, letting out every emotion from the past couple of weeks. The weeks that felt like months, the months that felt like years, the ‘best years of your life’ scam. He adjusts himself to lay against your oddly plush pillows, with you laying on him. The patterned rise and fall of his chest eventually infecting yours. “Fuck the Fear-Love spectrum shit. I can feel how I want” you mumble into the soft material in his shirt. His laughter rumbling in his chest, “What did I say about letting that hag of a bitch get to a beauty like you?“ “I know Donnie, she just… she made fun of my appearance and my overall person I wanted to go absolutely batshit crazy on her, but I just can’t. I’m weak… I don’t want to get in trouble because of someone like her.” You try and turn away but he pulls you back and without warning locks his lips with yours, though it wasn’t the first time he’s done this, it still just always catches you off guard. He’s sweet, and tender. Passionate, yet gentle, his lips blend into yours like liquid saccharine. What makes him special is that every time you’ve kissed, you can always tell he cares by the feeling of his lips curving into a smile, then when you pull apart all his eyes can seem to follow are you. Soon you pull away and giggle as he followed your lips “If I knew I’d get you like this for telling you how I feel, I would’ve opened up more.” You smile, before a devilish glint appears in his eye “We can always make up for lost time…” his eyes, instead of looking at anything else, stare daggers into yours. It’s almost as if his eyes were laced with a poisonous love, and you can’t get enough of it. Instead of answering with words you just press your lips into his. He hums in approval as his hands gently glide from your face to your hips. Slowly he guides you to move onto his lap, and you obey. He begins peppering kisses on your face, fitting in little praises and nicknames between some of them. He presses his lips against your forehead, before gently holding your face once more “We’ll get through this, together. Just give me your time and honesty, that’s all I ask… please?” His eyes buried into yours again, you hum “How could I say no to you, Donnie?” He smiles softly after pecking your lips one last time “I’m glad to have you in my arms.” Your smile never faltering, “I’m glad you want me in your arms.”

(A/N): I’ve watched it like 10 times, and while this is absolute shite, I just can’t figure out what to write right now. My ideas have run dry 😭

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perexcri · 8 months

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bloody necks and forehead kisses

"Faith,” she says, “what the hell happened?” And Faith can’t help it – she notices the little things, hears the slightest edge of concern in that quippy, valley-girl voice, and she withers under her gaze. Fear is power, yes, and what she fears most in this moment is just how quickly Buffy can make her want to give in. With a swipe of her tongue across the front of her teeth, trying to swipe away whatever specks of blood might still linger, Faith feels herself wilt. “It was just a vamp – no big deal.” “You’re hurt,” Buffy says, nodding to her neck. “And I know how you get about fights. It seems like a big deal from where I’m standing.” Faith tilts her head to the side. “Then maybe you’re not standing close enough.”

oops not my usual but i've had a hard time writing recently and this is the first thing i've finished in a while! so if btvs if your thing, enjoy 5k of violence and tense wound-tending with these two lovely ladies <3

#fuffy #fuffy fic #faith lehane #buffy summers #FINALLY WROTE WLW AND I WANT TO WRITE MORE I AM BEGGING MY BRAIN TO COOPERATE WITH ME

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softest-butch · 2 months

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historians

buffy/faith

1.7k words

character study, pining

Faith had long since accepted that she’d never be getting what she wanted.

Didn’t mean she wouldn’t still do anything for her. Didn’t mean she wouldn’t crawl on her fucking hands and knees for that woman’s forgiveness - waiting at the door of that house with a bird in her teeth.

read here

#fuffy #faith lehane #buffy summers #faith x buffy #fuffy fic #btvs #btvs fic #buffy the vampire slayer #softest-butch fic

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juanabaloo · 10 months

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Friday Fuffy Fic Rec! Want some fake marriage goodness?

Yes please!

But skip the wedding. What about a fake honeymoon? Undercover post-S7 slayers at a honeymoon resort??? Then boy have I got a fic rec for you!

just too unreal, all this (haven't you heard a word, how i want you?) by BeatriceEveryTuesday

(ch. 1/5, rated E, Angst with a Happy Ending. credit to @beatriceeverytuesday. more tags on AO3.)

gif credits: top L: Buffy thanks to andremichaux (auto credit isn't appearing for me, no idea why) top R: Faith sorta (Echo in Dollhouse) thanks to ladyinrosso L doggo: thanks to ichorx. // R doggo: thanks to pdparker1977 middle: S7 Fuffy thanks to fuffygifs

#btvs fic #fuffy fic #fuffy fic rec #fuffy #buffy x faith #btvs #fake marriage trope #this is great #ao3

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quillbard · 11 days

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Post-Series Fuffy fanfic in progress - take a look if you’re interested

#faith lehane #buffy summers #fuffy #btvs #post series #ao3 fanfic #fuffy fic

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nooowestayandgetcaught · 9 months

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Let Yourself Free

read on AO3

3.6k, Buffy Summers/Faith Lehane, E-rating, for @yearoftheotpevent's August prompt "au of your choice"

Summary: No one has ever been able to rival Buffy. Until another young dancer, Faith, joins the Los Angeles Ballet Academy.

#buffy the vampire slayer #btvs #fuffy #buffy summers #faith lehane #buffy x faith #faith x buffy #fuffy fic #btvs fanfiction #btvs fic #buffy fic #femslash #femslash fanfic #femslash fic #yotp2023 #yotp 2023

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chasingfictions · 1 year

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you drive me home (we pretend we don’t know)

words: 70k | rated: T

buffy/cordelia, buffy/faith

Cordelia nods. Kisses Buffy again. But one benefit, if the world ends? Buffy doesn’t have to figure out what the hell this is.

(In which Cordelia and Buffy are really bad at being just friends. Buffy and Faith are also really bad at being just friends. And everything is going just fine.)

hi. this is the coffy fic i've been working on for one million years. it is so near and dear to me. a rewrite of season 3 where coffy gets to keep being important narratively after mid-season, and fuffy's subtext rapidly becomes text, and we process buffy's s2 trauma, as a treat. a fic about queer feelings and sunnydale high school.

posted for coffy appreciation week 2023, day 7: free choice :)

find on ao3

#coffyappreciationweek2023 #my fic #coffy fic #fuffy fic #I FEEL CRAZY THAT THIS IS DONE #it is not proof read do not expect this to be proofread

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twelverriver · 1 year

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new fuffy fic alert!!! find it here -> ao3

Summary:

Buffy and Faith had been together for a while now. Everyone knew a few simple rules of their relationship: don’t join them on patrol, Faith gets jealous at basically everyone who looks at Buffy, and Buffy enjoys it a lot. It’s probably like their kind of foreplay.

(Don’t ask about it.)

These rules have existed from the moment they began dating. What everyone was previously unaware of, though, was Buffy’s own jealously. Faith’s been working at the Bronze as a bartender and occasionally as a bouncer for a few weeks now, and there’s been this girl showing up the last few nights to talk to Faith. It’s getting weird.

#btvs #buffy the vampire slayer #buffy the vampire slayer fic #fuffy #fuffy fic #my writing

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backwvengeance · 1 year

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For @toyhdgehog for the @buffyversegiftexchange

#buffyversegiftexchange2022 #fuffy #fuffy fic #buffy the vampire slayer #Buffy fic #buffyversegiftexchange22

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user-rui · 1 year

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PsyBorg FanFic?

So, for my oneshot "Come Find Me," I can't help but just imagine Fulgur making Uki run around all day just to buy him a recently released BL series or something. I might make a version of this with those two, tweaking the scenarios a little. Any thoughts on where Fulgur would make Uki go and how Fu-chan would keep adding notes?

#fanfiction #psyborg #story ideas #nijisanji en #fulgur ovid #uki violeta #noctyx #fuffy fic

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caty7 · 1 year

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In love with this boyyy<33

#anime #haikyuu #love #fuffy fic

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ceruleansx · 11 months

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for eternity | jack champion

↳ pairing : beachgirl!reader x actor!jackchampion

↳ warnings : nothing much but pure fluff, insecurity, comfort

↳ summary : after a long year of filming for scream 6, you, jack, and the other cast members decide to take a trip to one of their beach houses along the coast. you two spend some time together on the beach, only for him to end up confessing his love.

↳ a/n : hey guys!! sry its been a while, but i would really love if any of you guys dropped some requests!!

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"okay okay!!" jenna screamed as she looked around at everyone. "there's gonna be two cars."

she started naming everyone's assigned seats (just for fun), but you weren't paying attention. you were paying attention to jack. he was there in a little puffy jacket, since he got cold so easily.

his curls looked perfect that day. but not like they always were. you loved his hair. sometimes you just wanted to hug him so tight and mess around with his curly hair.

"and in the backback seat is gonna be y/n and jack!" jenna gave you a smirk.

she knew that you had the biggest crush on him ever since you two started filming. you were his 'love interest' and the directers told you that you guys had to spend quality time together.

but you and jack enjoyed each other's company, without any of the directors orders. sometimes you thought that jack liked you, but you were just too delusional.

you nodded as you walked over to jack. he looked and smiled back at you. now it was his turn to stare.

jack liked you for forever. he started liking you when he saw a movie that you were in. he was practically in love with you. in his eyes, you were basically the only girl living.

but he didn't know how to show it.

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jack insisted that you went into the very backseat first. your tummy flustered at his action, but he was just being a gentlemen you thought.

the backback seat was very tight for some reason. so now, you two were basically squished. it wasn't awkward or anything, you two were very close.

"hope your not claustrophobic." you laughed.

his face looked like he was gonna puke, "now i am because i'm next to you." he joked.

you opened your mouth, about to say something, but he covered your mouth with his hand.

he could feel your cheeks burning through his palm, and he smiled softly at the expression and feeling. he patted his lap.

"cmere.." he said softly. "it's gonna be a long drive."

you rolled your eyes playfully. "dude the drive is an hour."

he chuckled softly. "so? lay down, cus when we get there i'm throwing you into the ocean."

"cant wait for that." you said as you laid your head down on his lap.

he was honestly so comfy, and so warm. he smelled good too. he was surprised at his own demand of making you lay down on his lap, but he wanted more.

he laid his hands down on your head and started to massage your scalp. you adjusted yourself to be more comfortable, trying to avoid him seeing your face completely red. the others in the front and other back were too busy talking to notice. but jack liked it. he liked being alone with you, just the two of you.

you eventually dozed off to sleep, and jack did too. his hands were now placed on your waist and shoulder, keeping you safe and secure, even though no one was there.

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"cmon sleepy head." jack teased as you stumbled of the car.

everyone finally arrived to the rented beach house in time. the house was just in front of the beach, the type where the backyard door just led to the ocean and sand.

"i'm weak jack!! i'm done forr.." you groaned, pretending that you bag weighed 1,000 pounds.

he rolled his eyes and ran over to help you. he grabbed the strap of your backpack and lifted it up with no effort.

"the hell?!" he laughed.

he heard you snicker in the back of him. "you little liar!!" he grabbed your waist and picked you up.

"jack!! what the heck-" he put you over his shoulder, "oh my gosh jack if you drop me!" you screamed playfully.

"i won't" baby. he almost said it. he practically thanked the gods that he stopped saying what he was gonna say.

you gave up your efforts of trying to get down. but deep down in your heart, you really enjoyed being so close to him all the time. first the car ride, now this? it had to be a dream for you, but you always were overthinking. jack was just being a good friend. nothing else.

but it wasn't like that in jacks case. jack adored you. his eyes were only for you and forever for you. he would practically worship the ground you walked on. or he would paint every sunset you saw. he really hoped you felt the same way.

after everyone got into their rooms, you and jack started to unpack. the room was a good size, and there was one big bed.

"can you unpack fasterr??" you begged as jack folded every single piece of clothing.

"patience y/n.." he laughed inside as he saw that all you wanted was to go to the beach.

everyone was already unpacked, and they all decided to order panda express and play mario kart. but you nor jack wanted to. you begged him to go to the beach with him and watch the sunset.

he folded his last hoodie and he closed the drawer. "done!" he sighed, seeing a big grin on your face.

"finally gosh." you looked at his outfit.

you were already in your bikini. it was jack's favorite one, but you didn't have to know that. it clung your body so perfectly. sometimes jack wished that you saw yourself in jacks eyes. so beautiful.

"what?" he stared confused.

"where's your bathing suit?"

"oh! yeah." he grabbed the end of his shirt and took it off.

youve seen him shirtless before at the pool parties, but boy he was mesmorizing. his abs were toned so perfectly with his skin.

he caught you staring, and he couldn't help but turn a bright shade of pink. he cleared his throat. "my eyes are up here.." he teased.

you blinked before meeting his gaze. "i just zoned out jeezzz, don't worry, those crazy fan girls will take you all for themselves." you rolled your eyes playfully

"hmmm but what they don't know is that theres a special someonee." he hummed.

you gasped. you tried to pretend that you didn't like him, so he could spit out his crush. theres a part of you that was praying that it was going to be you.

"whoo?! who is it who is it." you started to punch his chest softly.

"stop-pp-" he giggled, since he was so ticlish. he blushed strongly again.

"let's just go to the beach you little baby." he ruslted you hair.

you rolled your eyes, "finee."

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the sunset was beautiful tonight. jack thought for a moment. for some reason, whenever he saw a sunset, he thought of you. you were his sunset. his light.

he turned to you, seeing the colors of the sky through your pupils. you turned to him and met his gaze. you two held eye contact for which seemed like forever, until you heared a two shrieks.

"o-m-g!! jack champion!!" some two girls near you and jack's age came running offer.

"that's me..!" he said as he cringed to himself.

he looked a little uncomfortable. he was. a perfect moment with his girl ruined. well, in his mind you were his girl.

"can we pleasee take a photo with you??" they begged.

before jack said yes, they both gave you nasty looks. jack noticed their gaze towards you, and he also noticed you reaction. he saw that you were hurt, and that you were looking at one of the girl's bodies.

'she was really pretty' you thought. jack mustve liked her or something since he did a little pose with her, you also thought.

jack didn't though. ever since he met you, he never liked anyone else. and he knew it was going to stay like that.

after a few more pictures, they finally left. he gave a big sigh and sat on the towel next to you again. "told you." you said.

he turned, his curly hair moving along with his head.

"told me what?"

"those fans girls are gonna snatch you up quick."

he chuckled softly, saddened that you thought like that. "nahh, what makes you think that?"

"they were very pretty. perfect bodies too." you brought your knees to your chest and hugged them tight.

jacks eyes turned into guilt and sadness. "well your pretty too.." he said softly.

"yeah but-" you pointed out, "how could a guy not go for girls like them? they got the whole package and stuff."

he paused, scared off what to say next, hoping that it doesn't ruin your friendship. "but maybe.." he whispered.

"maybe some guys don't want annoying girls like them."

you turned your head, finding jack already admiring you. "y/n i-" he stuttered.

why was it so hard to speak? maybe it was because he was confessing his only one true love towards you.

"i'm in love with you. and i know it doesn't make sense because were not even dating, so im not really supposed to say-" he rambled before his words were cut off with your lips.

his breath stopped before he accepted the lustfull kiss. his lips were soft, but filled with such need that hes been keeping. his hands cupped your head as you two started to learn each other's movements.

you finally pulled away and pressed your forehead to his. "your so perfect.." he whispered.

"jack i-" you gulped. "i love you so much, words can't even explain."

"words can't explain how beautiful you are in my eyes y/n. i will love you for eternity." he said.

and with that, you pulled his face towards yours for another deep and loving kiss.

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