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Cliff Booth x reader

Word Count: 1,5k

Warnings: insinuations to smut

Author’s Note: I have no requests and yet I’m still writing for brad which i suppose means i love him, damn. Also I have no idea what this is.

Summary: A movie night

Genre:fluff

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director

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“What do you mean movie night?” Rick yelled. Cliff wasn’t even standing that far away from him, just across the room outside the back door that was open. He turned around toward Rick holding his cool beer in his hand.

“When your girl says she wants to have a movie night,” Cliff walked into the house and slid the back door behind him and walked over to Rick, patting him on the back, “you have a damn movie night.” Rick rolled his eyes and started cutting up some more lettuce for his salad dinner.

“You should know. How long you and Y/N been going out anyway?” Cliff shrugged and opened the door.

“Longer than either of us care to remember,” he muttered. You stood outside the door, a smile on your face.

“Sorry I’m late. Sharon held me up with some more drinks. I love her to death and all but she sure knows how to keep a girl from her duties.” Cliff rocked his head back a bit with a laugh.

“I’m your duty?”

“And I’m yours baby. Hey Rick.” You waved at him, hanging off of the door frame. He raised a hand to wave at you too, a cigarette hanging loosely between his lips.

“Hey girlie. You be nice to my driver, yeah, he’s gotta take me to s-set tomorrow,” he told you, pointing at you with the knife he was using to cut the lettuce. You put your hand to your heart.

“Scouts honor.”

“You were never a scout,” Cliff pointed out.

“Says who? You?”

You grabbed his arm and gave Rick a salute.

“He will be here at ten tomorrow on the dot,” you promised. Rick shook the knife in his hand and gave you a look.

“He's better. I’ll see the two of you tomorrow.” You nodded. Cliff waved goodbye to his friend and you did as well as you dragged him out the door. You got into the passenger seat of Ricks car and he slid into the seat beside you, starting it.

“Which theater are we going to?”

“Just drive home.”

He raised an eyebrow but did as he was told. He took the regular twists and turns around the town to get back to the trailer you shared. You threw your arm over to Cliffs neck, playing with his hair.

It wasn’t dark yet. Although it was pretty late at night the summer air provided a bit more sun than there would usually be. Your hand was running through your boyfriend's hair and his hand was on your thigh and you knew that it was peace.

As he pulled into the area behind the drive in you sat up. When he parked you got out.

“Fuck it started already. Come here.”

You grabbed Cliff’s hand and climbed on top of the car, making sure that you didn’t dent it.

“I’m not getting up there, this ain’t my car.” You took both of his hands and placed them together, raising them to your lips where you littered kisses there.

“Cliff.”

You looked him in the eyes and he looked back at you and after a moment he let out a sigh and climbed up there with you.

“I thought the drive in was closed until next week.”

You smiled.

“It is.”

Cliff gave you a long look and then turned his head to the view the two of you had of the drive in. You couldn’t see the full screen but you could see enough to make out the picture. There weren’t any cars in front of the screen either, so it was really just the two of you looking at what was playing.

On the screen was a clear picture of Rick. Your eyes went wide and you slid off of the car, turning the car radio to where it needed to be to hear it.

“Sorry, forgot to do that,” you laughed. “I have to run into the trailer for something, I’ll be right back.” Cliff nodded and you hurried through the door, meeting Brandy as you did so. Through the car speaker Rick spoke, “Is this on? Is this how you use it?”

“Yeah, here get out of the camera,” you said laughing on camera. Cliff looked for you but you hadn’t come out of the trailer yet.

“Okay okay. He’s gonna throw a fit if you s-show this on the b-big screen.” On camera you shoved Rick out of view so it was just you. He remembered that day. It was the day he had actually gotten a day on set when Rick wasn’t there. The day you had gone on your second date together. He loved that dress. It was his favorite.

“Hey Cliff!” you asid on screen. He chuckled lowly, wondering what this was all about. “I got Rick to get me this, I’m hoping I hid it well up until this point.” You sat down on the floor in front of Rick's couch. He saw Rick walk outside the front door. “We’re having our second date tonight and I personally think you’re the best guy I’ve ever gone out with. I’ve never been known to jump the gun before but I wanted to today. Hoping that we stick around together long enough to show you this.”

He smiled sweetly, still unsure of your endgame here.

“You never get shown on screen. I mean you do but it isn’t really you it’s supposed to be Rick. I wanted you to be on the big screen. I wanted you to be recognized for what you do and how fucking cool you are. Cue; a shitty edit of us. Hopefully.”

You moved forward to turn off the camera but as you did so you said one last thing, “If he breaks up with me I’m going to cry to this and that’s just that.” He laughed and the picture shifted to just him now.

That day had been so peaceful. You had dated for quite a long time when you took this. Cliff was sitting on the lawn of Rick's backyard. You were laughing and he was laughing.

“I’ll spray you.”

“Don’t you dare.”

Through the chunky camera there was a shot of water coming from the hoose you were holding.

There were plenty of other things like that, a compilation of things that you and Cliff had done together that he had forgotten or just not realized that you were filming. They were all things he cherished close to his heart. All the best times the two of you had together.

One opened up to him screaming.

“You know I can’t do that! You know I can’t just drop Rick and-”

“Shut up Cliff. Just, just shut up.” You were near tears. It was such a change from what he had just been watching. Your first fight, the biggest you had ever had to this day. You walked away from that fight but not from him. He hadn’t known you were recording at all. You walked away and turned the camera to you, disheveled and tired and sad. “You better know I’m right. About everything.” He laughed. “And I still love you, even if you fucking suck sometimes.”

The camera shifted one last time and then it was just you from yesterday he was pretty sure.

“Hey.” You whispered. “I love you.”

The camera shot out and it was just black. The trailer door opened and you walked out. You leaned against it.

“You’ve been doing that since our second date?” he asked. You shrugged.

“Ever since. It’s not weird is it? I thought you deserved your five minutes of fame.” He laughed and slid off of the car. You walked over to him and he put his hands on your cheeks, rubbing your cheek with your thumb.

“I love you too.” You smiled in ease. You kissed him slowly and softly and you knew the world was seemingly perfect the way that it was. “Marry me.”

You pulled away, surprised. He had been thinking about it but tonight just cemented it.

“Okay.” He smiled and kissed you again. You started to drag him back into the trailer. “Did you like how Rick acted like he didn’t know anything?” you asked, laughing.

“I like how he asked you to have me there by ten because he knew I will not be.”

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kn1feinthec0ffee · 4 years

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in too deep (epilogue) - jules

jules x reader

warnings: a nearly imperceptible amount of angst which is completely overshadowed by the CAVITY INDUCING FLUFF (but also a teeny bit of sexual content bc my fingers slipped hehe)

word count: 1,766

notes: I COULDN’T POSSIBLY END THIS WITH A SEMI-FLUFFY ENDING WHEN THERE IS A WAY I CAN MAKE IT EVEN FLUFFIER DO YOU KNOW ME AT ALL???

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you kept running.

you ran and you ran and you ran until your legs wouldn’t carry you anymore. but they always seemed to be two steps ahead of you. each time you thought you got farther and farther away, they were right in front of you with a new weapon to torture you with.

you rounded the corner of the seemingly endless corridor, there he was, a cleaver in hand. you fled down a flight of steps only to be met face to face with her wielding a fireman’s ax.

you heard loud, booming gunshots from every direction except for the one you were headed, so you continued on. you spotted sweetiepie at the end of the hallway, quietly sobbing to herself.

“hey, are you okay?” you approached the girl slowly. she went eerily silent as she looked up to you and began chanting.

“help me, help me, help me!” she cried out, reaching her arms out to you. you lunged forth to grab her, only to be yanked to the floor by a chain around your ankle. sweetiepie let out a piercing scream, looking at you in betrayal.

“you said you’d help,” she sniffled. “you promised.” suddenly she fell through the floor, disappearing into total darkness.

heaving sobs wracked through your body. you curled up into a ball on the cold floor, wrapping your arms around yourself as you shook. “why couldn’t i help her? it was m-my fault, it was a-all my fault, all my f-fault,” you whimpered.

“hey!” jules exclaimed, giggling when you jolted awake. “sorry, you were tossing and turning a bunch. have any good dreams?”

you sat up and pulled her into a kiss without any hesitation. her hands threaded into your hair, the ring on her finger glistening as sunlight streamed through the windows.

“only you, my love,” you grinned, telling a small white lie as to not ruin the mood. you moved to kiss her neck, but you were interrupted by sara bursting through the bedroom door. “well, well, well, look who it is!”

the two of you could’ve kept the name sweetiepie, but you all collectively decided to distance yourself from anything that had to do with the psychotic couple who had taken you hostage. instead, you chose sara, a name that invoked strength and positivity.

she smiled and climbed up onto the bed, forcing her way between you and jules so she could lay comfortably in your arms. jules gasped in mock offense. “hey! you trying to steal my wife?”

“nope, i’m trying to steal my mom!” sara’s laughs turned into giggles as jules’ fingers dug into her sides.

“not on my watch!” jules growled playfully, scooping her daughter up and off of the mattress. “come on, mama, let’s make some breakfast,”

you followed her into the kitchen where she was already instructing sara how to crack an egg. “now be careful, you don’t wanna get any of that shell in there, or else it’s gonna be pointy,” you watched on in admiration as she cracked it into the bowl flawlessly.

“there you go, sweetheart!” you gave her a high five. “you’ll be out-cooking us in no time.”

the three of you finished cooking the bacon and eggs, sitting outside on the porch to eat. you realized just how much you loved where you lived as you gazed out into the vast expanse of the ocean.

jules noticed you staring and scooted her chair closer so she could wrap an arm around you. “how ‘bout a beach day today, huh girls?”

“yaaay!” sara squealed. “i’m gonna go get my swimsuit and toys!” she ran over to the door, skidding to a stop and running back to grab her dishes before heading inside.

jules chuckled at her excitement before turning to you. “what’s goin’ on up there, girly?” she prompted softly.

you sighed, deep in thought before you responded. “i don’t know, its just - don’t get me wrong, i’m happy and all, but i just don’t feel i deserve all this. part of me died in that house and i guess i just wonder why i moved on,” you bit your tongue, trying to hold the tears back. “why do i deserve a family life when i’ve done so little? i’m not worthy of you, i’m not worthy of any o-”

she cut you off with her lips. “i don’t wanna hear any of that. you’re worthy of the world, sweetheart, and i want you to realize that. you know they say you get back what you’ve put out into the world, and what i see is a beautiful woman who’d risk life and limb to protect her family.” she threaded her fingers through yours. “and i know that’s true because that’s the woman i married.”

“i want you to tell me whenever you feel like this, just so i can tell the demon that lives in your head how wrong they are.” she reached over and wiped the tears that had fallen down your cheeks. “no more crying, alright, babe? it’s beach day! no tears on beach day!”

her contagious happiness caused a smile to bloom on your face. you laughed through a cry, standing up from your seat to pull her into a hug. “i love you. so much.”

“i love you more, baby.” she grinned.

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you busied yourself unfolding a few chairs and and finding a good spot to dig the umbrella into the sand while jules rubbed sunscreen onto sara.

“remember sweetheart, no swimming without your mommies, okay?” jules reminded her. sara nodded, running down to the edge of the beach to make a sandcastle for her horse doll.

you reached every spot on your body until it came to your back. “julie, can you get my back?” you felt her presence behind you, the slick sound of sunscreen between her hands filling your ears.

you felt her warm palms smooth the substance across your skin, kneading in between your shoulder blades as she moved along. you relaxed against her chest as her hands migrated to the cups of your swimsuit, massaging your breasts through the thin material.

“you know, there’s no one else nearby,” she murmured, sucking on the patch of skin underneath your ear which caused you to go even more pliant in her hands. “what do you say we turn this into a nude beach?”

“more,” you moaned, keening into her grasp. she grinned wolfishly, but her plans were quickly thwarted when -

“mommy!” sara shouted, quickly sobering the both of you up. a look of confusion crossed her face as she watched the two of you pull apart.

“what’s up, hon?” jules swiftly answered, pulling her sunglasses down to her nose.

“can you come swim with me, please?” she asked politely. the two of you nodded, getting up from the lounge chair.

you turned towards her, placing a chaste kiss on her lips. “can i get a rain check on that?” you giggled.

“oh absolutely, baby.” you gasped as she picked you up, running down to the shoreline with you in her arms. “mom’s really eager to join you, sweetheart!”

she waded in about ankle deep before tossing you into the waves. you resurfaced with a deep breath, gaping while your girls laughed at you. “holy sh-shit, it’s freezing in here!”

“here, i’ll warm you up!” jules giggled as she tackled you into shallow water. you shrieked and laughed as the two of you splashed around in the water.

the three of you stayed on the beach until the sun began to set. sara had moved onto the sand, searching through the grains to find pretty shells. just as you and jules had begun to pack up your belongings, a golf cart slowed to a stop behind you.

a tall man exited the vehicle, clad in red swim trunks, sunglasses on top of his head, and a t-shirt that said ‘lifeguard’ on it. “excuse me, ladies, it’s starting to get dark out, d’you need a ride home?”

you were apprehensive to trust another man for fear of evil intentions, but jules seemed to see a certain kindness in his eyes. “sure, we’re just about finished packing up.”

“oh, i can help with that,” he offered, helping to dismantle the beach umbrella. sara had put away all her toys and we were helping the man load all of our things into the back of the cart.

“thank you...” you trailed off, hoping to learn his name as you extended your hand out to him.

“mickey.” he smiled as he shook your hand. “and it’s nothing, i help folks out like this all the time, it’s kind of in the job description.”

you sat in the back of the cart with sara while jules sat in the passenger seat, making small talk with mickey. from what you gathered, he seemed really sweet, and he lived in a small apartment in the seaside town with his doberman, max.

the ride was brief, but the swimming had apparently tired sara out enough for her to fall asleep on your shoulder. when you pulled up to your house, you pulled sara into your arms to carry her inside.

“it was nice to meet you, mickey. i hope we see you again sometime.” jules smiled at the man. mickey gasped, pulling out a pen and a notepad from his pocket.

“here, i’ll give you guys my number so it’s not left up to chance,” he mumbled with the cap in his mouth as he scribbled out his phone number.

you said your goodbyes to the lifeguard as he hopped back into the golf cart to return it to the beach. you headed inside, showering of the salt and sand of the day before heading to bed.

you curled up next to your wife, inhaling the scent of her body wash. she soothingly ran her fingers through your drying strands of hair. “do you remember what i said earlier about getting back what you put into the world?” you nodded. “well, look at what you got today. you spent the day with your wife and daughter and nothing went wrong. that’s because you’ve only put positivity out into the world, so that’s what you get in return.”

she shifted so she could look at you. “in my professional opinion, you deserve the world, and you have nothing to be worried about, alright, love?”

tears of joy threatened to spill down your cheeks, but you held them back. she pulled you in for a kiss and you melted against her embrace. “i love you, julie.”

“i know.”

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YAAAYY HAPPY ENDING!!

also you know i had to write mickey into this story somehow you KNOW i had to do it and i just so happened to be presented with the perfect opportunity for lifeguard!mickey and there was no WAY i could pass that up

but this is the true end to this story and i had so much fun writing it 🥺

tags: @emmyrosee @bill-skarsgard-owns-my-ass @phantomnae @flowers-in-your-hayr

#i loved this so much #jules #jules x reader #jules imagine #jules oneshot #jules fic #jules fanfic #jules fanfiction #jules fluff #jules smut #jules villains #villains #villains 2019 #my writing

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