#gossip girl reboot x reader

[princesssmars]

monet defintely showers you in affection and gifts. shes a rich heiress and she will prove it damn it. sending you $200 as a good morning gift, giving you a passionate kiss when she firsts see you on the steps at school, walking with you to your classes, buying/ordering you your favorite lunch, shopping with you after school ends and buying anything your eyes linger on. when the time comes for you to actually wear something she bought to a party, she showers you in kisses and can barely keep her hands off of you all night. please dont let any guys come up to you and try to flirt because she will critique them so harshly they'll leave with insecurities they didnt know they had. but hey, youre hers and they need to know it !

#monet de haan x reader #monet x reader #monet de haan #i will populate this tag my damn self #love her so much #i need to see her win #something new part two taking a while sorry gays #gossip girl reboot x reader #gossip girl x reader #gossip girl reboot #monet

[fantasylandloser]

Love and Friendship

Pairing: Max Wolfe x reader (implied black reader or reader with curly hair)

A/N: This was written from a place of boredom because my life is boring,

Warnings: Smut 18+ MDNI/ No proofreading/ shit plot

ENJOY! or don't that's your business

*****

You had been on the upper east side for a mere few months, and it already seemed like your life was flipped around completely. You weren’t sure if you ever really wanted to leave. Sure, there had been way too much drama, many entitled people, and that feeling that you would never quite fit in, but none of that mattered. Not when you could come home from school and feel loved and important. You were staying with the Wolfe family as a foreign exchange student and even though there have been many ups and downs since you arrived, they remained kind and that was important to you.

Also there was Max. Your relationship with him was kind of odd. When you came he welcomed you with open arms, claiming that he could use “a hot little sidekick” for all his misadventures. At first you thought he was weird and pervy, and though he is slightly pervy the weird has definitely grown on you. He feels like the best friend you’ve ever had, you can tell him anything without any judgment, and you feel more relaxed around him than you’ve ever felt around anyone. You’ve spent most of your time following him around, when he wasn’t doing something too outlandish for your taste. And if he was doing something outside of your means, then you would stay at home with his dad, or read, or hang out with a few of the friends you made. None of that compared to the freeing feeling of Max though. 

“What are you doing, nerd?” You suddenly hear at your door, pulling you from your thoughts. There Max stood, only donning his post workout shorts. You knew better than to look, knowing he would catch you and never let you hear the end of it.

“Reading, you ever heard of it?” Max smiles slightly amused by your quip.

“Ha ha” He laughs sarcastically. He pushes his way into your room. Picking things up and putting them back down like he’s never seen them before. He does this often but you quickly learned that he does it when he’s building up to ask you to do something.

“ So peanut,” he leans on your bed tilting his head and giving you the sweetest little grin. “I have a proposition for you.” You sigh knowing his favors always require you to leave your bed. 

“What Maximus?” You try not to look at his face too much because you know it’ll reel you in.

“You know how you were talking about getting out the house more, so you’d have more to say about your time here when you went back home?” He asked you rhetorically. 

“Vaguely.” You squint at him, willing him to get to the point.

“Well I have a photographer friend, and he needs a model, and guess who would be perfect?” His weasley smile grew. 

You groaned sitting up. “Is this another hook up thing? I told you I’m not being your wing man anymore.” 

“Aw come on don’t be like that. Please. He saw you when we went by that bar a couple days ago, said you would be perfect for a shoot. And I thought to myself, who would make a better model than my little peanut.” 

“It’s not sounding like you know your peanut too well. I hate being on camera.” You huffed. For a moment Max pretended like he was taking that into consideration before he went for the kill.

“Well I don’t, and he promised to record us… ya know,” he smirked, making you scoff. “If I get you to do it.” He paused to grab your hand, and pout his lips. “So please, for me.” You cave almost immediately. 

You huff falling back on the bed. “Fine I’ll do it, but you’re funding my next trip to the bookstore.” You say, like that will negatively impact him in any way.

Max silently cheers, and looks a little silly doing it which you have no choice but to smile at.

******

“Max, when you said it was gonna be a photoshoot, I was thinking a loser with a camera. Not all this!” You whisper yelled, as you were pulled into a chair so they could do your hair. You didn’t know why you wouldn’t assume immediately that a friend of Max’s would have this sort of operation, but it just slipped your mind.

“Calm down, peanut. You’re gonna do great.” He bent down slightly reaching to boop your nose. Something he knew irked your usually chill demeanor, just like having all this attention on you would as well. He would deal with that later though. 

“Oh shit, that’s him. Quick, how do I look?” He asked, spreading his arms.

“Rich and arrogant.” You state, which he quickly laughs off knowing you get mean when you’re nervous, and somehow you’re always nervous.

“Max, you look wonderful. And so does the gift you brought me.” The man says, eyeing you. He has very artsy energy surrounding him and everything about him was colorful. When you first met Max you never would have thought that this was his type, but you quickly realized he had absolutely no preferences.

“As do you.” He tells him flirtily, pausing to check him out. “This is my little peanut.” He introduces, to which you give the man a nervous half smile. “She can be a bit shy, but I’m sure when she warms up to you, you’ll see all she can be.” He promises, giving you a sly wink that makes you want to roll your eyes.

“Peanut, this is my friend Marcus.”He finishes.

“Hi, it’s nice to meet you.” You give the man your sweetest smile knowing that you were gonna milk Max’s bank account for all it’s worth later. 

“You as well. You’re a beauty. I’m so grateful this guy managed to convince you to come out here for me.” You blushed, quickly averting your eyes. Right after that Max whisked him away, bringing his flirting up ten notches from what you could tell and soon after your hair and make up was done and you felt like a newer version of yourself. One you hadn’t met yet. You liked her. 

Max had wandered off for a bit, flirting with every person within the building, but he finally started to make his way back to you only to not find you in the space he left you. 

“Max, over here” He heard Marcus call out to him and when he looked at you for a moment he felt like he had been hit by a bus. Flowers adorned your curly hair, that made you look like an angel. The makeup you wore made you look like a vixen, but what really caught his attention was your outfit (or lack of one). You wore nothing but a white one piece lingerie set that had you looking good enough to eat. Literally and Metaphorically.

Max let go of those thoughts as quickly as they came. You were one of the only people who didn’t see him as a sex symbol, or something to pursue and ultimately he felt the same way about you. He knew you were beautiful, but your friendship was not one that needed sex added to the mix. Not when the two of you actually had mutual interest, the same sense of humor, and a foundation of friendship that could last for years, unlike many of his others.

“So what is the theme here?” He asked as casually as possible, walking up to the two of you, and trying to keep his eyes anywhere but on the bare skin you were showing, which was nearly impossible considering you were all skin right now, and that made him realize how much you usually don’t show it. Max quickly realized you might be very uncomfortable, even if you didn’t look that way.

“Garden of Eden. She’s perfect for it, isn’t she?” Marcus asked, while snapping pictures. You hadn’t turned to look at Max yet, trying to stay focused on the camera, but you could feel his eyes on you. It was intense. The way you knew he was dragging them over every inch of your skin. Memorizing every little detail. And he was. He couldn’t help but notice how you looked like you came right out of his earliest fantasies. Your lips, the way they were so full. Your skin, that looked so soft. And every curve that he never checked for before today. 

“That she is. You look divine peanut. Like a goddess who will soon own ten thousand books.” He teased.His smile widening when he saw your lips quirk into a small smirk.

“Don’t distract my model, Max.” Marcus tells him. To which Max surrenders, happy to take the backseat for a moment and let you shine.

When you wrapped up shooting you hurried off the dressing room, leaving Max with Marcus. 

“So, the two of you?” Marcus asks, his curiosity peaking.

“Peanut is just a friend.” Max grins. Marcus scoffs like he knew something Max didn’t.

“You don't just do friends, Max Wolfe.” Marcus smirks. “Not with people who look like that. And not with the way you just looked at her.”

“Is someone jealous?” Max deflected, getting closer to Marcus to lift his chin.

“Not the slightest, I just know these things. I’m usually right.” Max rolled his eyes.

“Not this time, I’m afraid. I’ll see you later.” Max winked. Implying exactly why he would see him later. 

Max walked off to find you slightly thrown off. Lately, many people have been hinting that he wanted something more from you than friendship. Before today, he could deny those claims and have that be the truth, but right now he wasn’t so sure. He waited outside the dressing room trying to brush that off, when he heard a crash from inside.

He didn’t hesitate going in, only to see you standing on something wobbly trying to grab your bag from the top shelf. Still only clad in the white lingerie set. Your entire backside on display for him. If he weren’t so concerned about your safety he would have allowed himself to just stand there.

“One day you’re going to break your neck if I’m not around to catch you.” He tells you pulling you off the wobbly stand and reaching over you to grab the bag. He didn’t think anything of it but you felt every single one of his muscles flex against your back. Max had a way of doing the smallest things that somehow made him seem like the biggest, strongest, protector you would ever know. Maybe that was just your mind playing tricks on you, but you realized that it was a huge turn on for you, and you wished it wasn’t.

“I’m a pro, I could have gotten it without you.” You tell him, which he only rolls his eyes at. Going to sit on the couch while you finish putting your clothes on. You watch Max check his phone, a sly smile etching its way onto his face. 

“I’m guessing my efforts worked in your favor.” You say buttoning your pants.

“Indeed they did, you my sweet angel can have all the books you desire.” 

“Hell yeah, I can.” You say giddily. 

*******

“Where the hell have the two of you been?” Audrey asked upon your late entrance to movie night. 

“Ask peanut.” Max said,walking past her and throwing you under the bus to go mess with Aki.

“Sorry.” You say, sheepishly holding up your bags from the bookstore. To which Audrey huffs at.

“You’re lucky you’re cute, but next time just use a kindle like everyone else in the twenty-first century.” She scolds, stepping aside to let you in. 

“I’ll take that into consideration.” You lie to appease her.

“Good now join the others, so we can start the movie.” She tells you bossily. Which you listen to with ease.

You greet the others, sitting in your designated spot beside Max. You quickly learned that movie night was not really movie night but instead an excuse to gossip, drink, play games, and overall just hang out together. 

You started off watching the movie, then it quickly progressed to drinks. Which you didn’t care to partake in, knowing that Max was a lush and you’d have to get him home later.

Your head was laying in Max’s lap as you scrolled on your phone. His hand stroking your curls absentmindedly. His other hand plastered on your bare stomach and under your slightly raised graphic tee. You tried not to think too much of it, considering that Max was very touchy, but his hand was warm and it sent a feeling through your whole body.

Everyone’s phone started to chime but yours and everyone got quiet. You figured it was gossip girl because this happened five times a day at this point, you just never got around to following her. 

“It seems you have an admirer, peanut.”

You look up at Max in confusion only for him to hand you his phone. It was you, in a freaking gossip girl post. Well more like you and Max. First it was one of him holding the door open for you at the bookstore for you with a wide smile plastered on your face. Then one of you on the met steps where he was booping your nose, much to your dismay. Then there was one of you from the photoshoot, which a ton of ppl were at, where he was looking at you, with a strange look in his eye. Then another one where you were tucked into his side, looking very sleepy. The last one however was just of you, it was one of the photos from the shoot.

“How did she even get that?” You ask, feeling slightly nauseous at the thought that people were watching you during all those moments and you had no idea.

“I have no idea but you look super hot in it!” Julien stated. To which Audrey agreed.

“Don’t worry about it, angel. Gossip girl is just a bitter old lady, taking her misery out on today's youth.” Audrey comforted the best way she knew how. “Plus she didn’t even say anything too bad considering.” She said, throwing a not so subtle glance at Max. Which he promptly scoffs at. 

“We need to take that bitch down.” Monet said. She wasn’t the least bit welcoming to you, but she had started warming up to you being around and she took a very protective stance on the people around her. 

“You know if we damage her credibility, she will no longer be relevant.” Luna stated. “And this is how we get her, because it’s not true.” She waved her phone.

Monet and Luna looked at each other like they were having thoughts no one else was and you were slightly confused on what they could be plotting. You were broken out of any thoughts you were having when you felt a boop on your nose, which made you quickly throw an irritated glance at Max who was sorta drunk. 

“Don’t stress about it. Leave the minions to their dirty work, and you just relax, have a drink.” He tried to convince you.

“If I have a drink, how will we get home later.” You ask.

“We’ll call an uber, silly girl.” He answered like it was right there in your face.

“We drove, silly boy.” You say back to him, watching as realization dawned on his face above you. 

“We can have someone pick up the car tomorrow.” He offers. His hand lazily stroked your side.

“Or I can just drive it back tonight, and remain sober.” To which he pouted at, making you grin, In that moment a camera flash went off. And thirty seconds later everyone’s phone was going off again.

Monet and Luna grinned in triumph. “Great now you two just have to keep up appearances until your date on friday.”

“Appearances?” You ask. The same time Max says “date?” Which you purposefully hadn’t told him about. You weren’t sure why, you just didn’t want him to know.

“If we nail gossip girl for incorrect info, she’ll totally lose followers and plummet to irrelevance.” Luna tells you. “So all you have to do is pretend to be in a relationship with Max until Friday, nothing too obvious, just keep doing what you’re doing.” Which you raise your eyebrows at because you and Max were definitely just friends. 

“Don’t pull her into one of your schemes.” Obie interjected, which had Zoya agreeing immediately. 

“You’re going on a date?” Max asks again, his eyes watching you intently, so you couldn’t act like you didn’t hear him.

“Sorta.” You answer, uncomfortable for some reason .

“Sorta? Don’t be so modest, that guy is totally into you.” Audrey said.

“Why am I the last to know?” He looks slightly offended but only in the way that he allows people to see. The one where he hides his actual feelings. “We don’t keep secrets, peanut.” 

“You know why, Max.” To which he tsks at which has you sitting up to give him a deadpan look.

“Are you still not over that? It was forever ago, only once, and he was a loser.” He defends. 

“He was cute, and you were being way too protective over something I could have handled myself.”

“He was being too touchy. You didn’t know him.” He was more than proud of himself for telling that guy to fuck off. 

“Says you!” You exclaim, incredulously, laughing. He was the touchiest person you knew.

 “Yeah, well everyone here knows that you like it when I touch you angel.” He leans back watching you absorb the innuendo, and the absolute silence that has taken over the room waiting for your comeback, reply, anything. But you could only gawk at him, all words leaving your brain for many unnecessary images. If he wasn’t so attractive right now the smirk on his face would be absolutely repulsive.

“Who is he?” Max asks you. His eyes casting over your easily flushed face.

“Oh you’re going to love this.” Audrey chimes in. “You remember Rachel, that girl you used to like in middle school?” 

“Vaguely. I liked plenty of girls in middle school.” Max huffed.

“I bet you remember the guy that she got with instead.” JC added with a smile. And you knew he did, Max had a hell of an ego on him, even if he wouldn’t admit, though he probably would. This seemed to get his attention.

“You’re going out with that dick?!” Shock filling his features. 

“What’s wrong with him? He’s nice to me and he’s cute.” You state.

“Jack Wright is the furthest thing from nice, and why are you encouraging her to date him?” He directed at Audrey.

“Because I knew you would hate it.” She teased, poking him. “Plus he’s totally cute for her. He brought her flowers.” 

“Are you talking about those dusty roses that are in the kitchen right now?” He says, like someone told him there was an intruder in his home.

“I like him, Max. How about you be my wingman for a change?” You try to reason, nudging him lightly with your elbow. Which makes him huff like a child, throwing his head back on the sofa cushion, knowing he had no valid reasoning for why you shouldn’t date him. 

“Fine but I don’t like this, or him.” He tells you.

“It’s okay Maxibear, you’ll get over it.” You joke, letting your head rest on his shoulder.

******

“Open the door, peanut!” Max said, banging heavily on the door. Stress and worry was clawing at his chest. 

You had just got home from your date, and instead of stopping and checking on Max and his dad, like you usually do, you ran straight to your room. 

“Maybe she just needs a minute, honey.” Gideon tried to reassure his son. “I’m sure everything is fine.” He seemed unsure the moment he said it. He never knew you to act emotionally over much, most of your reactions had been calm and rationalized, even when things were bad. 

“Something’s not right.” Max persists knocking on the door again, before stopping when he hears the sound of you crying.

“Fuck.” He mutters to himself, pulling out his phone.

“Who are you calling?” Gideon asked, getting more worried.

“The girls, so they can… I don’t even know.” Max ran a hand through his hair, wondering if you didn’t even want his company would you want someone else's. 

Audrey and JC arrive in record time with Aki in tow. Max wasn’t even sure if you’d let them in but he needed to do something. 

Audrey knocked on your door softly. “It’s Audrey, do you wanna talk?” It was silent for a moment. 

“I can just come in by myself, everyone else can stay out here.” She gave everyone a sharp pointed look. Audrey and you had become great friends despite her no new friends rule in the beginning. You connected quickly even though you had your differences and she knew that you were probably more embarrassed of whatever happened than anything.

“Just you.” You say quietly, but loud enough so that she heard you. Max couldn’t help but feel a little hurt behind his worry and relief. You were closer with him than anyone, including Audrey. 

“Okay sweetie.” Maternal friend instincts kicking up ten notches for Audrey.

Max felt someone defeated as the door opened and closed so quickly he couldn’t even catch a glimpse of you.

“Okay let’s go downstairs, for now everyone.” Gideon said, ushering the others away from the door.

Max couldn’t stop pacing waiting for anything. The door to open, a text, a call, he might even settle for a voicemail. Everyone was practically silent, worry adorning everyone at the thought that their friend might be in distress.

Thirty minutes later you emerged from the staircase. Max’s pacing had ceased but there was a never ending bounce in his leg. When he saw you it stilled, but the tension remained and he was sure it would stay until the issue was really fixed. You had come down in a shirt that was Max’s and a pair of lounge shorts. Which was not what you wore to your date. Your eyes were puffy and slightly swollen from crying,which was the first time Max had seen you like that.

“Sorry guys, I didn’t mean to worry you.I’m fine.” A fucking lie if he ever heard one. Max thought, seething silently. “I just overreacted to some stupid dating stuff.” You tried to wave off. He tried to pretend he wasn‘t getting upset but he was. You stressed communication with your friends all the time, and when it was finally your turn you wouldn’t do the same. He had never known you to be a hypocrite so he figured whatever happened was so bad that you felt like you had to become one.

“Sweetie, it's okay, you know you can talk to us.” Gideon told you, pulling you into a tight hug. You let out a shaky breath, attempting not to cry again, settling for a low hum. You fought not to make eye contact with Max, knowing you would cry in front of everyone the moment you reached him. 

“It’s fine, I’m fine really.” You lied. Max looked to Audrey to see if she wrangled any sort of information out of you, but she only shook her head. Max got up before he could think about it, pulling you into the next room without a word. You let out a huff when he stopped, looking at you expectantly, but you had yet to make any sort of eye contact.

“What happened?” You ignored his question like you didn’t hear it, trying your hardest to gather your emotions but all that ended when he put his hands on the sides of your face, so you’d have no where to look but him. 

“I’m trying really hard to avoid crying to you every time I have an issue like this.” You try to somewhat joke. He knew you meant it though because your eyes started watering. You were afraid of relying on him emotionally because you knew there would be no going back.

“Um… so you know how gossip girl posted about us like we were dating…” You start your voice kinda shaking. “And then Luna and Monet ‘confirmed’.” You airquoted. “Well Jack didn’t find that funny.” You drifted off like that was all you were gonna say but Max knew there was more. 

“What did he do ?” He moved to grab your waist and pull you closer to him but as soon as he touched you, you winced, making Max drop his hand immediately and a feeling almost like terror run up his spine. He was lifting your (his) shirt up before he really put much thought into it, anger gripping him like a vice. An angry red mark stretched on your skin, the beginning of an ugly bruise. “It’s not as bad as it looks.” You say.

“You weren’t going to tell anyone he did this to you?” He asked you almost angrily. 

“I wasn’t going to tell you.” It took you a moment to realize how that sounded when the hurt flashed across his eyes. “I don’t want you to feel like you have to make this right for me, and I know you. I know that;s the first place your mind went.” Max took a deep breath even though it didn’t help.

“Aren’t you mad?” He asked, eyes boring into yours.

“Of course I am!” You exclaimed, tears following right after. “But I would never get away with it if I went after him.” Your voice raised a few octaves and you were pretty sure everyone could hear you. “His dad owns a fucking law firm, his mom is fucking rich. If I said something it would be turned on me!” Max quickly understood, and he was just as quickly reminded of his privilege. He pulled you in tight. “I’m sorry, peanut.”

******

Max felt you before he saw you. His sleep was interrupted by the weight of you on his chest. “Did you do this?” You ask, while he tries to rub the sleep out of his eyes, and squinting at your bright phone. There was a gossip girl post about Jack being expelled from school for having steroids in his locker, with the intent to sell. One of Max’s favorite revenge plots. A sleepy smirk draws on his face and you immediately know he did. “I never scheme and tell.” You couldn’t help but place a quick, very chaste kiss on his lips. A grandma kiss really. If it weren’t for the fact that you were practically straddling him. “Thank you.” You had managed to shock him and yourself. you quickly hightailed it out of his room. 

You avoided him pretty much for the rest of the morning, catching a ride with Audrey as soon as the opportunity presented itself. By the time it was your lunch hour Audrey caught wind of your behavior. “What’s up with you? Is it about last night?” She asked, concerned. She gave you a very pointed look when you looked at her confused.

“You know what I’m talking about. You and Max are usually all up under each other and today, you haven’t so much as looked at him.” She points out.

“That’s not true.” You defend. Because technically it wasn’t. You had looked at him at some point.

“Is it because of what he did to Jack?” Audrey asked, Max may not have told her it was him but he definitely didn’t need to. 

“I guess you could say that.” Your face started to heat up at your mindless action earlier.

“He just did it because he cares about you-” Audrey started to defend, because she thought you were avoiding him because you were mad.

“I kissed him.” You interrupt her, watching her face go from confused and serious to absolutely delighted in a second.

“I knew it! You like him.” She nudged your arm with a smile. 

“No” You shush her because of how loud she was. “It was a thank you kiss. Nothing more.” Audrey gave you a pointed look, knowing very well you don’t just hand out thank you kisses. 

“Whatever you say.”She tells you in a sing-songy voice.

“Change the subject, please.” You groan, not wanting to experience another full body cringe. 

“Okay fine, I  let you avoid the topic all day because you’d been acting off and I didn’t want to trigger you but, what really happened?” You knew immediately she was referring to the bruise on your abdomen. You sighed knowing this was coming. 

“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, I just think you should.”

“It’s fine,” You tell her knowing she meant well. “We left the movies, everything had been going okay and then…” You pause trying to gather your words. “He started to touch me in a way I didn’t want from him…. When I pushed him away he got mad, started talking about how I was Max’s whore, and pushed me hard and I collided into the railing, stomach first.” You finish.

“It’s really not that dramatic-” You try to stir away once you see the big pitying eyes she’s giving you.

“Stop,” She interrupted. “Don’t take away from something bad that happened to you and make it seem like you reacting was an overreaction. That’s awful.” Her validation made you feel a little better and eased a lot of the tension you felt over last night.

Audrey didn’t tell you that Max was right behind you, listening. She figured you weren’t gonna tell him and that he needed to hear. You needed him to hear it. She knew how much the two of you meant to each other and what you would be when you both were ready. And as much as she wanted to trust fate every once in a while she gave you a push to speed up the process.

Max felt himself getting angry after the seemingly good day he had after you kissing him. He knew you were avoiding him but he was okay with that because he knew it was just embarrassment that would wear off. But now he felt like he didn’t deserve that kiss and that he should have done more to get revenge on Jack. Yes, he was expelled and you’d never have to see him in school again but his parents would just find him another school. Jack deserved damage that would last him a lifetime. Max was off before you saw him, plotting again. 

*****

Max’s head was fuzzy as he sat, bloodied knuckles and the black eye that was forming making his head swirl. The pain was dulling, as was the anger he earlier felt. Max had found Jack’s location (posted on his story because people just do that for some reason) and he went to him, picking a fight. The fight was pretty even, but ultimately Max won and he’d left feeling pretty good about that until he got home. Gideon was not happy to find videos of his son being violent going viral. Now Max sat in his room after a long lecture waiting for the room to stop spinning.

His door clicked open and there you stood finally (not that he was waiting for you). “I didn’t want you to get in a fight over me.” You whisper not wanting to alert Gideon to you being in Max’s room, while he was supposed to reflect on who he wanted to be. Your heart skipped a beat when a lazy and slightly pained smile reached his face. You cross the room to inspect his eye, ice in hand. 

“I’d get into a thousand fights for you, angel.” He reassured,pushing your hair out of your face which only alerted you to his bloody knuckles. 

“Well I don’t want you to. You've got a bruise here.” Max leaned into your gentle touch under his eye even though it hurt.

“We’ll have matching bruises then.” He quips.

“I think that only works if they’re in the same place, not if they are given by the same person.” You tell him, keeping the ice pressed to his eye, but yet never giving him eye contact. You wanted to avoid everything unspoken until the timing was better, but you knew he wouldn’t have that for much longer.

“Well that’s good for him, if he did something to damage the masterpiece that is your face I would have had to kill him.” He tells you have joking, but mostly sincere in a way that only Max could be. And even though it was cheesy you couldn’t help but blush because you knew he meant it. 

“I don’t like seeing you be violent.” You whisper to him. “It’s not the Max I know.” He was quiet as he took this in, not really knowing what to say, so instead he just placed a kiss on your forehead and did the thing he’d been dying to do since last night. He held you. Everything felt alright after that and before you knew it, you were both asleep.

*****

It had been weeks after the Jack incident and everything had been changing. Max was more possessive than ever, not that you minded, and school had been kicking your ass because of finals. When you;d finally finished exams you wanted nothing more than to rest but Max and your friends had other ideas. They wanted to go to the club to blow off some steam and you started to find yourself appealed to the idea of doing so. 

You decided to get ready at Audrey’s, much to Max’s dismay, not wanting anyone to steal your attention away from him, until he decided the more the merrier. You were aware of Audrey, Aki, and Max’s past. You knew they loved each other romantically once, until it just didn’t work out anymore. You knew that they had a pact to all break up if they broke up with Max and that Audrey and Aki broke it, and you knew how that betrayal had hurt Max, but you also have seen the way the friendship has healed. Max admitted that the relationship was hard for him and he seems happy and so do Audrey and Aki. 

“You would be so hot in this, please try it on.” Audrey begged, pulling you out of your thoughts. The sparkly, mini dress she was shoving at you, catching your attention. 

“I haven’t really worn anything like that before.” You tell her, hesitancy laced in your voice. 

“Tonight would be the perfect time to change that!” She tells you, pushing you into the bathroom while you huff.

Audrey watched as Max stared at you until the door was closed. He never seemed to be able to take his eyes off you. “She’s not gonna disappear, ya know.” She tells him,wanting some kind of reaction, only to get a roll of the eyes.

“Well she might if you keep taking so long to make a move.”Aki comments.

“I'm not going to do this with the two of you.” Max specifies. He knew it was coming with the way Audrey couldn’t mind her own business if someone paid her, but he also knew it was an unavoidable conversation, considering everyone he knew had been wondering what was up with them. Including his own dad. 

“Um, ouch” Audrey says, slightly offended but also understanding of where he was coming from. 

“We’re just saying, man.” Aki starts, excited to give out some unsolicited advice. “You’re not exactly subtle and we all see where this is going, so what’s stopping you?” He asked, dripping with sincerity. 

“She’s my friend. No need to ruin more of my friendships for unnecessary relationships.” Max comments, in the hopes of hurting/ guilting them enough to end this conversation. Which seems to work perfectly. For about five seconds. 

“That's a load of shit.” Audrey tells him, not wanting to argue but also knowing Max well enough to know he was trying to guilt them into silence, Max groans. “You care about her, I might even say that you love her and you’re just too much of a coward to do anything that might put you at risk of having to be vulnerable.” Audrey finished. Max ignored her, he knew how he felt about you and he certainly didn’t need it spelled out for him like he was a child. But Max also knew himself, he knew that he’s done a lot and that if he were looking at this from a religious person's viewpoint he would be the sinner and you would be the saint he was trying to corrupt. His sweet angel. That’s not what he wanted to do, so he’d sucked it up and kept his feelings to himself.

You opened the door, unaware of the tension in the room. Max looked stiff and uncomfortable and then he looked at you and his eyes swept over you a few times, the tension left the room and entered his body in seconds. You looked-

Audrey’s squeal interrupted his thoughts. “Omg you look absolutely gorgeous. I could just eat you. What about you, Max? Couldn’t you just eat her?” Audrey targeted, her tone teasing and her innuendo not going over anyone’s head but yours. You were too eager to hear his input to think about what she had said, though you would never admit it. 

Max saw the way you looked at him, like you only trusted his opinion on a matter so simple as if you looked beautiful in your dress. “I’d devour her.” Max told Audrey, watching the tiny glimpse of relief on your face and he was pleased with his answer. As was Audrey. Max stood ready to leave the room before any more Audrey initiated complimenting took place. 

“I have a very specific plan for the evening, the details of which I’ll spare you if we can all leave before I miss step one.” Max rushes, much to Audrey’s dismay.

********

Max watched you down your next shot, a worried feeling settling in his stomach. He’d been chatting up some girl when he’d caught wind of your drinking. He figured you would babysit all your drinks tonight but he was quickly proven wrong. He was starting to get frustrated because he couldn’t focus on anyone else if he was worried about you, which meant another night of not getting laid because you were on his mind. He found himself beside you and pulled the drink out of your hand before he really thought about it. 

“I didn’t know you were planning to get black out drunk tonight, angel.” Max sipped from your glass surprised to find the familiar burn of tequila when you'd been drinking it like it was juice all night. 

“Hey, that was mine!” You pouted, before giving Max a loopy smile when he gave the drink back.

“Come on, let's go sit with our friends.” Max said, helping you out of your chair and away from the creepy bar men.

“Yesss, I missed my friends.” You say excitedly, tripping slightly. Max smiled at how cute you were right now.

“Hi, beautiful.” JC greeted you as you made your way near her and the others. When you finally got to the table you sat beside Max as closely as possible, not that he minded and mindlessly engaged with the others.

Max hadn’t said much being that he was lost in thought and he hadn’t realized he’d been staring at you. Not until you turned completely to him. “Why are you looking at me like that?” You ask, your eyes low but still curious. 

“You’re jus’ so pretty.” He tells you, making you beam. He ignores the looks the two of you are receiving like always.

“You’re pretty too, Maxipad.” Max tries not to pay much attention to the warm feeling in his chest, especially when you reach up to peck his cheek. He knew you were only being outwardly affectionate because you were drunk, because he was usually the one to initiate touch of any kind.

“Thank you, Angel.” He smiles brushing your cheek.

“You know… I like it when you call me angel.” You start. “I hate it when you call me peanut, it was kinda cute at first but it has such little sister vibes, and the last thing that I want to be to you is your little sister.” You ramble. “I mean I get it, I’m probably like this random chick that you’re living with in your mind, so sure I guess, but I would really hate it if you saw me as a little sister, actually I would probably throw up, because my thoughts about you… well they aren’t exactly sisterly, if you know what I mean, and well you’re you so I’m sure you do.” You finish, holding your drink up and downing the rest.

Max was… surprised by your rant. Pleasantly so. It wasn’t very subtle and didn’t leave much room for questions but he was going to ask them anyway.

“What kind of thoughts?” He asks you mischievously, but definitely not expecting the answer you give him. 

“The ones I touch myself to.” You whisper to him, completely unbothered by your newfound boldness, even though it would come back to bite you in the ass tomorrow  morning. Max visibly choked, barely able to contain his coughing. Audrey patted him on the back pretending she didn’t just overhear the very private conversation the two of you just had.

“You okay Max?” Audrey asked, biting back her grin. “Yeah, just great.” Max told her, knowing she knew. You seemed distracted again, like that whole conversation hadn’t happened, but Max definitely knew he would save that for the morning. And despite his coughing fit, he felt he could breathe a little easier, knowing you weren’t some innocent little saint that he would corrupt. You just didn’t share those thoughts with him. He wouldn’t wait to change that.

******

Your head was pounding and the sun was bright, shining through the curtains. You turned the other way trying to get away from the sunlight only to feel something blocking you. Reluctantly, you opened your eyes.There Max was in all his glory, watching you, and smiling when you jumped. 

“Good morning, sleepy head.” Max was practically brimming with excitement, to ask a newly sober you about the things you had said and being able to do it with a clear conscience, knowing he had a serious intent on pursuing you, though with what you said it didn’t seem like that would be a hard thing. 

You rub your eyes. “Why am I in your room?” You ask quickly understanding why all that light was coming through the window, instead of your black out curtains. Sometimes Max was a sociopath and this was one of those times. 

“That was your doing. You practically begged me.” Max informs you with a smile on his face. You roll your eyes doubting that to be true.

You sat up to look for your phone, when you noticed the black lacy bra you wore last night being exposed. You look at your chest for a moment then look at him, with your eyebrow raised. 

“Also your doing.” He informs you, the smirk never leaving his lips.

“What happened last night?” Your silent question hanging in the air.

“Not that much to your disappointment.Though, I have to say, you are one handsy drunk, Angel.” Max tells you. “And you have a dirty little mouth on you.” You cringed as memories came slamming down at once.

“Shut up.” You mutter, getting off the bed. You were fully aware that your entire body was on display for him considering you were only wearing a bra and cheeky underwear.

Max let out a low whistle from behind you, sitting up on the headboard to get a better look. When you glanced at him you quickly regretted it because he looked like something right out of your fantasies. His eyes, his lips, his chest, his abs, and that goddamn happy trail. Fuck. 

“Wow, you are not subtle at all.” Max laughs, watching the way you checked him out and how quickly you tried to pretend you weren’t. You huff stealing one of his shirts out the drawer before throwing it over your head.

“So I take it you’re not ready to talk about last night.” Max teased you.

“Stop being a dick.” You say throwing a pillow at him and walking out the room to go to yours, hearing his laughter as you closed the door.

*********

After multiple days of endless teasing from Max. Mix in flirtatious comments, him finding any reason to be shirtless, and touching you endlessly it was safe to say you were on edge. So when Audrey casually suggested that you sit on his lap because there were no more seats in the car to Obie’s cabin, you felt like you might lose it. You tried your best to ignore how warm he was, the hard muscles under his shirt and the way he smelled, so fucking good, but it was hopeless. You pulled out a book( one of the ones he brought you) and distracted yourself.

“You know I can feel that, right?” Max whispered about thirty minutes into your reading. Pretty much everyone, but Obie who was driving, had fallen asleep. 

You give him a confused look. “What?” You whisper back.

“The way you’re throbbing on my fucking thigh.” You felt the hair on the back of your neck raise, as his breath tickled it. Your face, warming in embarrassment, that he could feel that.

“I mean I can feel just how turned on you are right now, princess.” He brushes your hair over your shoulder so that he can get a better look at your face. He watched you exhale at the new nickname, and he could feel how it was affecting you. He knew that he would be using it again soon.

“Oh, you like that.” He stated, his hand skimming up the side of your exposed thigh and nearing the edge of your skirt.

“You know, when you tell me what your books are about, you always manage to leave out the dirty little tidbits. A good girl would have told me it all.” And fuck if that didn’t have you wanting to apologize. 

“Sorry.” What the Fuck? You question yourself unsure of where that came from, and if Max wasn’t hard before he definitely was now. He let out a low hum, removing the book from your hands completely. 

“It’s okay princess, I’ll just read it myself.” You were too shocked for any words or thoughts to form in your brain. He moved his other hand that was on the outside of your thigh to the inside, stroking softy. You felt your brain turn to mush at his actions. 

For the rest of the ride the two of you were quiet, just like that, him reading probably one of the dirtiest books you own, and his hand practically up your skirt. You were basically turning into a puddle by the time Obie parked.

“Okay so everyone knows where their room is, and you’ll have to double up with someone pipsqueak.” Obie said, referring to you. Just as JC was about to volunteer her room Max beat her to the punch. 

“She’ll be with me.” He said his eyes never leave the page he was on.

“Oh- kayyy” Obie said awkwardly, moving to scratch his neck.

You didn’t miss the look of triumph on Audreys face, and the knowing looks being exchanged through the group, but you decided to ignore them.

You stared in awe once you got into the amazing cabin, but it didn’t last long once you felt Max’s hand on the small of your back pushing you up the stairs, to what you assumed was the direction of his bedroom.

“Let’s meet back here in an hour,” Audrey told everyone, as she went to her own room.

As soon as you and Max reach his room he quickly shut the door and caged you into it. Your faces were inches away, but all of his body was pressing into you. “I’m thinking I should spank you.” Max told you his lips hovering over yours. You tried to ignore that tingling sensation that went down your spine at the thought.

“‘Why?” You ask, knowing you haven’t done anything to deserve it, yet. 

“For no reason, other than having a feeling you would love it.” He tells you pointing his head at the book you had been reading, and what was for sure that kind of scene, when he took it. 

“Right.” You breathe out, trying to get your hormones under control slightly.

“What do you think, princess?” He asks, tracing your neckline with his index finger.

“I think…I’d like you to kiss me before anything else.” Your wish was granted in an instant. Finally a real kiss. He’d grabbed both sides of your face, pulling you to him like a starving man. His hands were everywhere after a few seconds, in your hair on your neck but soon they were on your ass then under it, then lifting you up. He kissed you like he’d been waiting for this, and you realized he probably had. 

Max pushed your body into the door while still holding you up. You lost any grip on reality that you previously had when he started grinding into you. He swallowed up all your whimpers and moans.

When he finally broke away from your mouth, and began kissing down your necks, all your sounds broke free from you. Some of them were loud, and you wished you cared enough to be embarrassed. Max clamped a hand over your mouth, to silence you. 

“You gotta be quiet, baby.” A particularly rough thrust against your panties, making you inhale sharply trying to stay quiet for him. His voice was deeper and gravelly, and overall stern, putting you in a headspace where you wanted to listen to every word he said, but that was okay because you trusted him.

Max moved you to the bed, never letting go of you, until you were under him.

“Now tell me,” Max started, pulling himself up enough to take off your shoes. “When you touch yourself, and you’re imagining me,” a grin spread on his face. “How am I usually servicing you?” Max asked. Flinging his jacket somewhere in the room.

“Max.” You said a sudden feeling of shyness taking over. Embarrassment wracking through your bones. Then your brain is too empty to answer when he takes his shirt off next. 

“Eye’s up here, angel.” Your eyes snap to face much to his amusement. “There’s no need to be shy.” He tells you, crawling between your legs and kissing your inner thigh. “Just tell me.”

“I don’t know, it's always different.” You tell him, which wasn’t completely a lie.

“That often, huh?” He smirked, to which you mindlessly nodded as he kissed his way up your thigh. “Well how about this, until you’re ready to tell me how you want it, you can touch yourself for me. Maybe that'll help you remember.” He teased, placing a quick unhelpful kiss on top of your panties. 

“Max” you draw out. You could see how much he was enjoying this, knowing how embarrassed you were. More frustration bloomed in you when he leaned back and you got a good look at that godforsaken happy trail.  

“What, princess?” He asked, tilting his head like he didn’t really know, enjoying seeing you squirm way too much for your liking.

“I want you to touch me.” You’re practically whining, and you hate yourself for it. “Please.”

“Oh we’re getting somewhere now. So you do know how to voice your wants and needs outside of being drunk, you just have to be desperate for it don’t you sweet girl?” He asked leaning back over you, his hand swooping into your underwear, but not yet taking them off. The way he was talking to you had your head absolutely spinning, you heard the condescending tone but you would be lying if you acted like you didn’t fucking love it. 

“Fuck, you’re so wet.”His finger pressed on your clit and you realized how edged you were because that was almost enough for you to cum right then and there.

“Max!” you cry out as he rubs your clit repeatedly. “I know, angel. You’re doing so good.” He praised. “I didn’t even have to do much. Your poor little cunts’ been waiting for me.”

Just as you’re about to come he thrust his middle finger into you, and your orgasm hit you simultaneously. Your back arching off the bed, as your core convulses.  

You damn near died, when you open your eyes to see Max sticking his fingers in his mouth, licking your juices off of them. He moaned at the taste leaving you speechless, not that there was much going on in your brain after that orgasm.

“Fuck, you taste so good, need it from the source.” He said the last part more to himself than to you.

He was pulling your underwear off like you were about to be his first meal in months. He took a second to admire, like he was taking a mental image of your pussy, before he quite literally dived in.

“Oh fuck…” You curse, already feeling slightly overstimulated. Max flattened his tongue and licked a stripe up your pussy, before taking your clit into his mouth and sucking on it harshly. 

Max hummed against you, sending a vibration through your entire body. You gasped when Max put two fingers inside of you, pumping them quickly. Your second orgasm was approaching quickly and your hands tangled in his hair pulling slightly, which ripped a groan from his throat, which officially had you shattering so hard you couldn’t see or hear for a moment.

“Such a good girl.” Max tells you, which has you feeling warm and fuzzy in the head, probably because he really meant it. Placing a kiss on your lips that tastes of you. His hand was placed on your stomach, and he got ready to pull your shirt off. He was interrupted by a knock on the door, which had the both of you groaning.

“You guys, we're about to play games, and we need you down here.” Julien called, much to your dismay. 

“We’ll be down in a second.” You call back, ignoring the way Max rolled his eyes and dropped his head on your stomach, which you kiss the top of.

#gossip girl #max wolfe #gossip girl reboot #smut fic #friends to lovers #max wolfe x reader #fantasylandloserfic

[littlebugs]

AKENO MENZIES HEADCANONS

warnings: virtually none, dating (whadya expect) fluff, maybe a little angsty but all of my writing is sfw!

rafs bloo notes : first time writing headcanons on this platform so be nice (:

aki is the cuddliest little teddy bear ever... nothing else to be said

even though aki doesn't buy himself a lot of stuff, he would definitely buy all sorts of things that are important to you, even if it's just a little pack of sticky notes (:

maximus wolfe is the most jealous guy on the face of the earth (assuming you take audges place) max straight out hates it- but he would most defintley get mad if max were to ever get mad at you.

aki would always be around, somewhere near you

hes the type of guy who only takes redeye flights and only on his private jet

night owl, late riser. will watch you fall asleep and make sure you're tucked in meticulously

super smart. helps you anytime with schoolwork. (not that you actually do it lmao)

always hanging out together at dumbo hall because tbh where else do you go?

you two definietley do ballroom dancing together

#akeno menzies #gossip girl #gossip girl reboot #hbo max #max wolfe #luna la #zoya lott #julien calloway #audrey whatever her last name is #monet uhh whatever he last name is #oneshots #headcannons #aki x you #akeno x reader #akeno menzies x y/n

[cookstorys]

𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚜

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Character- Akeno

Show/Movie - Gossip Girl (Reboot)

Warning- short but kinda deep tbh 😭, toxic! MReader, toxic relationship in general, ANGST

Author Note - If you’ve in a relationship like this please get out! You deserve better and can be better

Females dni

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“Fuck!” Akeno moaned at the feeling between his legs. He loves this. He loved you. No matter how much you made clear that you just wanted to be fuck buddies, he couldn’t get rid of the pesky feeling he held for you. You were everything he wanted in a guy. Nice, compassionate, great style, good looking, and the sex was a greatly appreciated bonus.

When you two were finally done, you decided to stay for a while, so Akeno took the opportunity to lay on your sweaty chest. This was also a big plus, the addicting feeling you held that could make anyone feel safe. So safe that Akeno forgot that you two weren’t an actual couple. So safe that it felt as if nothing else mattered other than you two. Akeno practically lived for this feeling, he craved it. In his eyes you brought him pure bless… until you didn’t.

The times you both had together were truly special but one rule kept you two from genuinely loving each other. No kissing. That was the only rule you stood on. The one rule Akeno happened to forget at this very moment.

He started innocently, tracing lines and doodles across your shirtless torso but then his hand found its way to your jaw, tracing it. His palm lay flat on your cheek, meeting your eyes. He wanted to, so he did. He kissed you. A sweet, simple yet passionate kiss. One that can only be given by someone who’s in love. Akeno slowly opened his eyes to be met with your sad but angry face.

“What the fuck was that Akeno?” You asked standing up from your laying position. “I-I’m sorry, I guess I got the wrong idea..” You scoffed at his utter stupidity. “No shit you got the wrong fucking idea.” There it was. The part of you he hated. You could be the sweetest person one moment and switch to your worst side. He hated it. He hated how this side of you treated him, you made him feel small as if he hadn’t mattered until you came. He hated how you’ll scream his ears off and apologize with sex afterward. He hated how you always came first and he came second. Most of all, however, he hated how you’ll do all this but he’ll still come back. Every. Single. Time.

You stood from the silky bed sheets searching for your underwear. Akeno watched from the bed. “Do you have to go? I’m sorry about the kiss. How about we stay in, order takeout, and watch horror movies.” He tried to win over. It didn’t work instead did the exact opposite. You huffed from your position in the room, pausing mid-way from buttoning your belt.

“I don’t know why you can’t get this thru your thick skull but we are not a fucking couple. I don’t want to do cringy ass couple shit with you, that isn’t our relationship. We get bored, we fuck, and we go our separate ways. That’s our relationship!” You yelled progressively, leaving after finally getting tired of this absolute shit show.

There Akeno sat. Alone. Accompanied only by his thoughts, tears, and the shape of your bodie you left in his sheets.

#cookstorys #male reader #akeno #akeno x male reader #gossip girl reboot #gossip girl reboot x male reader

[povofjustme]

A New Start - Obie Bergman imagine {OC} GGReboot

Title: A new start

Pairing: Obie Bergman x Black Reader

Author's Note: I don’t know where this is going but hope you like. I didn’t read this through because I wanted to post it

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Full Name: Charlotte Jean

Nickname: CJ, Char, Jeans, Lotts

Birthday: August 23, 2005 - 17

Born: New York

Occupation(s): Student, Dancer, Model, Actor

Residence: Upper East Side

Instagram: @CharlotteJeans (300k follower)

*Relationships*

Family: Nicolas Jean (father) Jasmine Jean (mother) Frances Jean (Twin Brother)

Romance: Obie Bergman (boyfriend)

Friends: Max Wolfe (best friend) Audrey Hope, Aki Menzie, Luna La, Zoya Lott

Enemies: Julien Calloway (frenemy)

——————————————————————————————This story is about Charlotte

- Charlotte grow up as a dancer

- Her mom and dad wanted there kids to grow up being big

- So when they kids both could walk and talk they got them right in

- Char learned a lot to the point where her name was big in the dancing world. To ballroom, ballet, contemporary, hip hop, tap to jazz and ice skating when she had time

- And there for her twin brother, music and sports

- When she was ten years old, her family had moved to france

- 7 years later, they moved back to NY, but there family had a big name to live up too

- But at the same time, she kept herself to who she truly was. She was a loving person who will buy anyone before her own.

- Since then, she loves to give back to people and animals. Will go out to the protest and talk to the people

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- Moving back to new york after the summer of her sophomore year. She met up with her old time best friend ‘Max Wolfes’

- The Wolves and The Jeans were very close friends

- Godien Wolfes is the twins' godfather, so Max and The Twin grow up together. The trio

- So when the twin came back to the upper east side, they knew who to go to.

- The first day there, all eyes on them, but CJ went straight to the table up first to call out Max’s name.

- He saw he and gave her a big hug

“Hey I want you to meet my beautiful things here Charlotte, Charlotte Jeans and Frances Jeans”

“It CJ, call me CJ”

Introducing them to the group, and one person couldn't keep - their eyes off of her.

“And this is Obie”

- Then the bell was ringing and max took you in his hands to take

- Later on, the group knew a lot about CJ, but it was more of Fracces things

- They were all on the stares when Monet asked her

“Hey CJ, when going out tonight for a little get together, we knew Frances in. How about you?”

“Sorry guys, but am volunteering and the NYC animal shelter tonight-”

“Wait tonight at 8” Obie asked

“Yes, actionaly” CJ said laughing it off

“Am was actually looking at that the other night, maybe we could go together?”

“Sure why not”

- That night, they got to know each other very well, Yes Obie that she was just like any other new york girl but he was liking her for then he thought

- After that night of feeding food to the animals and cleaning them and more, they became closer

- Obie would do anything to hang out with her

- They sometimes walked to school together and have study “Date”

- At school they would eat together and just become friends

- He would even show up at Max house when he knew she was going to be over there

- Frances help him out as will

- After a long study “date”, Obie asked her on a real date

- They would go out to more events which catch the media's attentions in a good way and bad

- CJ posted pictures of them and events (with obie permission) her fans thought it was cute but Julies and GG fans didn't like it so much

- They were cute couple

- Obie met CJ parents and loved him

- CJ met Obie mom, She said she loves her already

- They would go to big events together

- Obie would take her to different places in NY

- CJ would give him dance lesson and when it came to any of her dance competitions, he would be there sitting next her family with a handful of flowers

- Sometimes they would have study dates at each others house but Obie likes it better over her because it feels more like home

- They did everything together, and it made them seem like they were in love

- Since she was around Obie more, she was around Aki and Audrey and Max more. Frances would be around alot, made the self a little group

- Around new york, Obie invited you and your brother to the Quaint weekend house

- The whole weekend, Obie and CJ shared the same room

- When the twins walked in, everyone was just getting there

- It was a fun and relaxing

- Everyone got along and had fun, Frances was flirting with Luna and Obie had you mostly to himself

- Julien felt some way but wanted him to be happy. But not with you

- CJ helped around the house, had the grow make cookies and spend time together, Obie was falling more and more in love

- And on new year, they were each other new year kiss

- After that, everyone loved them. Obie was happy

- GG would post things on IG

*It pictures of CJ and Obie*

Well Well Well, It looks like there's a new couple in town. @Charlotte Jeans and @Obie Bregaens have been hitting off pretty well. Them out on the town helping others and dogs. Let's see where this goes. Charlotte or should I say CJ is the new girl and all around famous dancers with big money to her money. Lets see if Obie will love Julien or CJ? Tell me who you're rooting for?

#Team Julien s or #Team CJ

- CJ didn't really care but it seem to get to Julies head

- Julien was upset that Obie was getting over her and with CJ now

- So she did what she did best, try to break you down

- Julien, Monet ended up finding something and sent it to GG to hurt CJ

- Found out the CJ and Frances are adopted twins

- When GG posted it, It really didn't hurt the twins. Just hated it now that people knew their business more then the should

- Julien didn't like how CJ reacted so she wanted to hurt her more

- But what the found out was not about CJ, but about her twin

- Frances was a Drug addict

- Once GG posted it, know saw the twins for over 3 to 4 weeks

- CJ and Frances were close, not like Grace closes but they were best friends

- Once France was ready to come back to school, So was CJ.

- And CJ had a bad feeling about the group, had a feeling that someone was out for her

“On look who made it back” Monets

“What is that supposed to mean” CJ questioned

“CJ, it meant nothing, after all we just wanted to-” Julien couldn't even finish it all when they all got a ding on there phone

- It was post from GG about all the people who sent thing to GG

- The first things CJ saw was a sent in dm from Julien and Monet about CJ and Her twin

“You sent this about my brother?”

“I- I-”

“What the fuck is wrong with you!” At this point everyone was looking at everyone in the group.

- Know one CJ this mad before. She was always the loving and smiling person

“You sent that in for what? First the adopted and then my brother's addictions. You have to be out of your fucking mind. You have no respect for know but yourself, and it shows”

- Julien couldn't say anything

“This is about Obie” Max spock up

“About a fucking boy, Really!” Getting in Julien face

“ You are a disgusting fucking person”

- CJ walked away pushing the crowd away, Frances, Max, Aki, Audrey and Obie right behind her

Part 2?

#gossip girl imagine #gossip girl x reader #gossip girl reboot #obie bergmann iv #gossip girl #serena van der woodsen #blair waldorf #chuck bass #dan humphrey #jenny humphrey #nate archibald #carter baizen #georgina sparks #vanessa abrams #audrey hope #max wolfe #max wolfe x reader #zoya lott #luna la #julien calloway #aki menzies #monet de haan #bwwm couples #bwwm relationships #black reader

[saintsir4n]

CATFIGHT

Teasers:

Wattpad Story link

Story:

Prologue cast list gossip girl reboot season 1

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[angywritesstuff]

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[storiesofsvu]

A Dangerous Game Ch 16

Emily Prentiss x reader warnings: language, hurt, angst, minor arguments, bad coping mechanisms. the usual bau type case work. i apologize in advance and will be taking invoices for therapy bills. know that i made myself cry too, we're suffering together.

Emily was genuinely surprised to see your car in the parking lot the next morning, she’d been fully expecting you to use a sick day, or at the very least that you would be late. A jolt shot through her and she was suddenly nervous about going inside the office and having to face you like absolutely nothing had changed.

“Morning.” Derek’s voice came from just behind her as he fell into step with her and she glanced up, mustering a smile.

“Morning.” She paused, pressing the button for the elevator, speaking again when the doors slid open, “hey, thanks for getting that system installed at Wilson’s”

“Don’t thank me yet.” He grumbled, running a hand over his face, “damn thing kept glitching. I was on the phone with the company for over an hour trying to reboot it but nothing wanted to work.”

“Can they send someone?”

“Yeah but they’re backlogged and understaffed, won’t be for nearly two weeks at the least.”

“Shit…”

“I wouldn’t worry too much, she lives in a nice area, neighbour nosy as hell too.”

“Hmm.” Emily nodded as the doors swooshed open and the two of them went their separate ways, Derek beelining for the breakroom for a fresh coffee and she disappeared into her office.

It was a slow day, which was making it even more intolerable, menial paperwork, and piles of it to get through. At least for Emily that just meant it was a quick read through to make sure her team had completed what they needed correctly, signing off on a couple of them before submitting them to the higher ups. She was spending the rest of the time looking through potential cases, begging to find one that would take the team out of town. She figured that was her best bet for when it came to keeping Dewald away from you, on the off chance the bug was broken or he didn’t think the fight was legit.

After lunch Penelope had the dire need for human interaction, bringing her laptop into Emily’s office with the hope for some girl talk or gossip. JJ had come to drop off her stack of paperwork completed with the hopes that she would be able to take a half day, lingering to chat for a little bit as Emily approved her papers. She had just reached the last one in the pile when there was a small knock on the doorframe and Emily glanced up to see you.

“Sorry to interrupt.” You huffed, keeping your gaze anywhere but on Emily, “statements from the Davis case, extraction summary for Randall, and the write up you asked for.” You dropped them into the inbox on her desk.

“Thanks.” She smiled softly in your direction, trying not to let the frown take over her face instead when she really got a look at you. You looked exhausted, the bags under your eyes puffy no doubt from crying most of the night and guilt surged through her. She could tell you’d been letting your anxiety win, your usually perfectly manicured nails were picked at, ripped apart, the polish peeling off a few of them. You turned to leave the awkward space and Emily stumbled over her thoughts right before speaking, “good work, if you want to call it a half day and head out, you can.”

“You sure?” You turned back to her, this time actually looking at her with a raised brow and the melancholy had left your eyes, a spite fire in them now, “what if there’s a case and I’m off galivanting across DC?” You didn’t wait for an answer, if she wanted to send you home she could do it later, you didn’t need a half day to go sulk by yourself at home, at least here you were semi distracted.

You were gone from the office before Emily even had a chance to comment on your response. Instead she let out a groan, hands rubbing circles at her temples,

“God… she fucking hates me….”

“You kicked her off a case, she’ll get over it.” JJ laughed, picking up her coffee mug and leaving the office, eager to get out of work for the day.

“I wish it was that simple.” Emily muttered, trying to keep her own emotions at bay. Silence over took the room for a moment as the wheels started spinning in Penelope’s head, surveying the other woman. There was frustration behind her eyes but also sadness as she fought back the slight shimmering of tears, ducking her gaze from the blonde.

“Wait….”

“What?” She glanced up, catching Penelope studying her and the guilt washed over her again.

“You and Wilson had something, didn’t you? Something that meant something…”

“We were friends Penelope.” She laughed, putting the mask back on the best she could, “and I don’t like burning bridges with friends, especially ones that are on this team. We’re supposed to be a family here and now there’s all this tension. It’s not supposed to be like this…”

“Well… families fight sometimes.” She leant forward, squeezing at Emily’s hand across her desk, “and you know what else? They eventually come around and forgive too.”

“I’m really not sure there is a coming back from this…” Sighing, she dumped the pile of your paperwork into her outbox, turning to the pile of files beside her she handed Penelope a stack, “help me find a case?”

“Yeah.” The blonde gave her a bright smile, she knew there was more going on than Emily was letting onto, but she wasn’t about to push it, she’d simply be there to help her with whatever she needed.

A few hours later Emily glanced up to find your desk empty, though your laptop was still sitting on it, your blazer strewn across the chair. Her eyes swept through the room to find Derek missing too and she figured you’d gone upstairs to the gym to try and work off some of the frustration.

By the end of the day she hadn’t managed to find a viable case, even with Penelope’s help. There were a few calls into some local ones, but she desperately wanted one out of state. She needed you out of your house and it wasn’t exactly like she could just get you at her place anymore. She thanked the other woman for her help, dismissing her for the day and packed up her things, making her way out of the office.

Sergio greeted her at the door when she got home, meowing as he wound around her ankles. She gave him a little scratch, pouring some food into his bowl but he ignored it, sitting in the entry way staring at the door for a full half hour after she got home. He let out a loud meow, looking over his shoulder at her at the forty five minute mark and she let out a huff,

“Forget it. She’s not coming over anymore.”

Emily had a pint of ice cream for dinner that night.

*

Back at the BAU you certainly had been at the gym, though you’d stayed on the treadmill and extra hour after Derek had left. By the time you’d gotten back downstairs to grab your stuff, the room was empty and Emily’s office was dark, you’d at least managed to avoid another run in.

Getting home you took the worlds longest shower, trying to scrub away the past couple of days in the steaming hot water before changing into warm pyjamas. Your appetite was nonexistent, so you simply stared into the fridge for ten minutes before opening the freezer to do the same thing. Nothing was jumping out at you so you closed both, grabbing the bottle of bourbon from the liquor rack and a glass before you dropped onto the couch.

You thought the mind numbing sitcom that you’d seen a million times before would be enough to distract you from thinking about Emily. Then the two main characters started their romantic arc and you couldn’t help the tears in your eyes, or the way they started to roll down your cheeks. Feeling sorry for yourself, and angry at Emily, you turned off the tv, chucking the remote to the other side of the couch and headed upstairs.

Sleep managed to evade you for hours, you’d done laundry but the scent of Emily’s perfume still lingered in your sheets. Tears stained your pillows and when you finally managed to cry yourself out, exhausted and fall asleep, your dreams were plagued with memories of her, waking you up with a whole new surge of sadness and tears.

She wanted nothing to do with you anymore and you had never felt so broken.

**

The next three days Emily’s anxiety was skyrocketing each morning she pulled into the parking lot until she found your car. Despite having cut ties with you she was still worried that Dewald would continue to go after you, she was desperate for a case to take the team out of state. She’d already reached out to local PD, appointing Will lead on finding Dewald now that he was in the DMV area, knowing that he would treat the matter with the right severity. The faster the bastard was behind bars, the faster she could come clean and pray that you’d accept whatever feeble apology she could give.

For those same three days your chest was tight each morning you pulled up to the BAU, expecting that one day your access badge simply wouldn’t work, that there would be transfer paperwork sitting on your desk when you got in. You were starting to feel Emily didn’t want you on the team anymore, while other members got to leave the office to go into the field locally, you were always told to remain here, holding down the fort, working with Penelope or Reid. You understood this was potentially part of the reprimand but underneath it all you were doubting yourself more and more each day, feeling like you didn’t deserve to be on such an exclusive team any longer. And that certainly wasn’t helping you sleep at night or your stress levels.

Emily watched from her office as you slunk through the bullpen to your desk, dropping down into your chair and your head sunk into your hands. A moment later Derek walked passed, placing a warm mug of coffee on your desk, squeezing at your shoulder. You glanced up toward him, giving the best smile you could before picking up the coffee. He lingered for a bit and she wished she could hear what the two of you were saying, you nodded, then shook your head with a shrug and Derek squeezed your shoulder again before moving to his own desk. You took a heavy breath, wiping at your make up less face before cracking open your lap top.

She was more than well aware now that she wasn’t the only one laying awake at night and all she wanted was to be able to wrap you in her arms, telling you it would all be okay, leaving a soft kiss on the top of your head while you drifted off. She craved your touch, she missed your smile, the sparkle in your eye, hearing your laugh drift through the air, the way you would nuzzle closer to her even in your sleep. The way that you made her feel safe, cared for and appreciated in a way no one else ever had. She could feel the tears misting into her eyes as she watched you, wanting nothing more than to call you into her office and explain the whole thing. A tear was just about to escape out of the corner of her eye when her phone rang, jolting her from her thoughts.

Normally, you would have been able to feel her eyes on you, a smirk on your cheeks as you guessed what she was thinking as she stared. But today you were so utterly exhausted you didn’t feel anything. You were numb.

*

That phone call had been the saving grace Emily had been waiting for. They weren’t requesting the whole team, just a couple of agents to get further clearance and the experience of profilers. She worked her way through the team mentally as to who would be best suited and landed on Derek, figuring it couldn’t hurt that the two of you were pretty good friends and she knew he would keep an eye on you too. She managed to catch him in the break room, handing over a file and giving him a brief run down before she crossed back through the bull pen,

“Wilson? You got a minute?” She called, trying not to frown when you tensed at the sound of her voice, letting out a heavy sigh as you pushed back from her desk, following her into her office, closing the door behind yourself.

“What’s up?” You asked, lingering near the doorway while she took a seat behind her desk.

“Wheels up in thirty.”

“And the rest of the team?” You raised a brow, feeling the annoyance surging through your veins already, exhaustion not helping the situation, “or are you shipping me off to boarding school for me to work on my manners now?”

“Does everything have to be a fight with you?” She grumbled, huffing, “you and Morgan have a case, they don’t want the whole team, just some insight.” She held up a folder for you to take and reluctantly, you stepped forward and took it from her.

“Seattle? Seriously?” You asked and she nodded, you let out a sigh, doing your best not to roll your eyes, trying to keep your behaviour in check, “listen, I know I made a mistake and broke protocol but how long is this punishment crap going to last?”

“Excuse me?” She raised a brow and you took a deep breath.

“You booted me off a case that I was lead on five years ago, one that Jacksonville called me specifically to run point on. I seem to remember landing in Florida hearing you say, ‘this is your case, I’m just along for the ride’, what happened to that?”

“I think I’ve already given you a pretty good explanation for that.”

“Oh whatever.” You rolled your eyes, “just come out and say you hate me already. You break up with me, if you can even call it that considering we weren’t even together.” You choked on your words, the tears building in your eyes and you weren’t even sure if they were painful ones, frustrated tears or simply just your body aching for some actual sleep, “And now you’re shipping me off across the country so you don’t have to deal with me? So you don’t have to see me on a daily basis? Or is it because you don’t think I can handle seeing you every day?”

Emily could see just how much you were breaking in front of her and it was with every power she had that she was keeping the mask on, her stomach was churning, bile creeping up her throat when her lips moved.

“Agent Wilson, if you would like to keep this job, you’ll go get your bag and meet Morgan at the jet in thirty. And watch your tone, I don’t need you making the BAU look bad over there.” You took a shaky breath, eyeing her for a moment but you knew you were pushing you luck already, you didn’t want to lose this job.

“Yes ma’am.” You turned from her, taking a step toward the door before you suddenly turned back, “it really had to be Seattle? You could’ve shipped me off anywhere in the country…”

“They asked for you specifically.” She replied, it wasn’t fully a lie. She’d mentioned she had an agent who used to live and work out there and they said they’d appreciate being sent them; it would help if you already knew the city.

“Bullshit.” You shook your head, “if you want me transferred out so badly just fucking do it.”

You were gone from her office before she had a chance to say anything else. God she really had dug the knife in deep, maybe even deeper than she’d meant to. She could chalk up your attitude to exhaustion, she’d excuse that for a week at the very least. Hopefully a trip out of state, getting somewhere different might help you sleep. At the very least she wouldn’t have to worry about Dewald having access to where you were.

She took a shaky breath, trying to hold it in but the disdain in your eyes when you looked at her now was a stab to the gut and she felt like she hated herself as much as she was sure you hated her. Tears welled up in her eyes again and this time she let them slip down her cheeks, the bullpen was empty and she was too tired of fighting it.

“You okay?” Penelope’s extremely soft voice came from the doorway and Emily quickly sniffled, wiping at her cheeks.

“Yeah, just… exhausted.”

“Anything I can do to help?” She asked, taking a few steps into the office and Emily took a couple of breaths, straightening out her shirt as she shifted in her chair.

“Uh, call Will. See if he has any leads on Dewald, names, addresses, links, anything. And you do whatever magic it is that you do to try and track the bastard down, check traffic cams in Alexandria. Cross streets of Mt Vernon Trail and Canal Center.”

“Any specific dates your thinking?” The blonde raised a brow slightly.

“Last Sunday night, say ten pm until eight the next morning.” She made a rough guess, knowing the cat had to have been placed sometime in that range. There was a small pause in the room before Penelope spoke, her voice quiet again.

“Wilson’s his main target isn’t she?”

“What?” Emily glanced up, trying to mask it, her brows furrowing but she knew it was too late, sighing, “are you gunning for a promotion or something?”

“No.” Garcia chuckled softly, “it’s just standard procedure to take an Agent off a case when they’re the main target. You know if you told her that maybe she wouldn’t be such a bitch to you.”

“I can’t tell her.” She started to defend her decision and Penelope cut in,

“Because she shares that same suicidal tendency you have? And she’ll immediately use herself as bait, going to him on her own to bring him out of the shadows?”

“And we both know how that ended last time…” Emily deadpanned, “keep this on the downlow please? I don’t need the whole team knowing.”

“Of course sunshine.” She stepped forward, squeezing Emily’s shoulder and pressing a kiss to the top of her head, “and don’t worry, Derek’ll keep an eye on her.”

*

You climbed onto the jet, tossing your bag down into a spare chair and dropped into one beside the window. You were in the midst of pulling out your headphones when Derek came wandering back from the cock pit, tossing a hoodie to you.

“Why?” You asked with a slight grumble.

“You always sleep better curled up in a hoodie, and you look downright exhausted.”

“Thanks I guess.” You mumbled, but admitted defeat, pulling the sweater over your head and curling up around yourself. Much to your dismay, he settled into the seat diagonally across from you, case file on his lap. After a few minutes of reading through it, the plane started it’s ascent and he turned to you with a smirk on his lips.

“You ever join the mile high club Wilson?”

“You have a girlfriend and I don’t swing that way Morgan.” You grumbled back, rolling your eyes as you adjusted in your seat.

“Hey.” He nudged at your foot with his own, “I’m just tryin to light the mood. You seem pretty down in the dumps this week.”

“Can you just let me be down in the dumps in peace then?” You asked and he could see the shimmer of tears in your eyes through the reflection in the window.

“Alright.” He dug through his bag for a second, pulling out a jar of gummy melatonin, “here, take one of these. Help you sleep but you won’t be too groggy when we land.”

You turned back to him, swiping at the corner of your eye with the stolen hoodie before picking up the jar and popping one out, “thanks.” You mustered up the best smile you could and he squeezed at your foot while you readjusted in the seat, pulling your legs up into your usual jet sleeping position.

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[esha-isboogara]

𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓹𝓮𝓽 ♡ !!WIP!!

*i’ve had this in my notes since ninth grade but i am feeling pretty motivated to reboot it sooo

my daddy issues and my need for validation from my higher ups is really starting to shine through huh ? i’ve had a crush on jake peralta since i was young so why not release all those thoughts onto the page..ALSO amy is not around in this bc i can’t bear to have them in the same universe and not be together i love them so so so much.

teacher!jake peralta x highschool!reader

y/n gets a low score on her health quiz and doesn’t know how to feel. lucky for her mr. peralta knows a thing or two about sex ed.

☆you know the drill minors..shoo shoo!!! power imbalance, piv sex, oral(m), fingering, praise, dirty talk, sex on the desk, reader is of age

y/n glanced down at her paper ,blinking back the tears that were threatening to fall. the number 33 was scrawled out on the top in distinct red ink as if to rub everything in. she was in utter disbelief.

“if anyone has a problem with their grade feel free to speak to me at the end of class”. the teacher spoke , leaning against the chalk board.

she wanted to get to her feet and scream in his face . how could he have done this? she was a perfect student and he just ruined it like it was nothing. how could he be so calm about the whole ordeal? but she stayed seated , doing her best to gain control of her emotions. she was in high school now , too big to be crying over grades. you were college bound, just a few more months you had to hold on.

the end of class came in a flash. y/n did her best to gain composure as she walked up to his desk.

“can i talk to you about my grade mr. colbert”? she asked timidly,placing the piece of paper in front of him.

he gave her an unamused look and nodded. “make it quick miss l/n”.

taking a deep breath and mustering all her confidence she finally spoke. “this lesson doesn’t make much sense to me ..i studied for it all this month and i still failed. i was hoping”-

mr colbert put his hand up as an indication for her to stop. “look y/n, i’m sure you’re used to getting your way when it comes to your grades. kids like you infuriate me, trying to worm your way into a teachers heart in order to pass. unlucky for you though i’m nothing like that. sorry you failed my quiz but that is not my fault. maybe study harder next time and don’t rely on me to be your saving grace”.

it was clear he didn’t want to continue the conversation. she thanked him for his time and walked out a few warm tears trickling down her face.

“fucking jerk”. she thought,clutching her bag. she needed someone to talk to.

—————-

“mr.peralta”? she peeked her head in through the open door hoping to see him. to her relief there was, sitting pretty at his desk.

his head turned towards her and he smiled warmly. “hey y/n ? what’s goin on”? he was a nonchalant as ever. it was always so easy to talk to him or at least for her.

she walked in and sat in one of the empty desks in the front of the room. “i need your help with something. it’s school related so don’t worry..usually i wouldn’t bother asking but you’re the only person i’m comfortable speaking to”.

he nodded , his dark umber eyes locked onto hers. she always felt so special when he focused all his attention on her when she was speaking. like she was the only girl in the world. she knew how strange these feelings were but she never failed to embrace them when they surfaced.

“im failing health..and mr. colbert refuses to work with me. so i figured i’d ask you instead”.

his face lit up. “i’m truly honored y/n. i would be more than happy to help you out whatever way i can”. the man left his chair and made his way towards her. “ and i’m sorry mr. colbert is such a douche to you y/n. he’s usually the main topic of gossip in the staff room…you didn’t hear that from me though”.

the tenseness in her shoulders eased at his words. she knew she could always count on him. she could feel a smile creep onto her face.

“ugh, i’m so glad i’m not the only one who feels this way about him. all the kids in my class adore him”.

“oh not by a long shot”. he laughed. oh that laugh. y/n felt so comfortable in his presence.

a bit of small talk ensued , the both of them laughing and talking like old friends.

it almost made y/n forget why she came here.

almost.

“here”. she handed him the large packet , his hands brushing over hers as she did so. if she wasn’t carful she’d start developing unprofessional feelings towards him.

“can you explain to me what you’re learning”? mr. peralta asked, his eyes scanning the packet in his hands.

she nodded. “yeah so basically it’s like sex ed and stuff…ya know consent and the parts of the body and all”. for some reason she felt her face heat up as she spoke. she wasn’t sure why. “i know about all of it but the terms really confuse me”.

he nodded. “yeah yeah that makes sense”. with a grin handed the papers back to her. “i think i can teach you a thing or two about sex ed. but you know how much i hate book work so instead we’re going to try a more…hands on approach”. his tone was sweet but she could see something more primal behind his eyes.

y/n was eager to pass her health class so of course she’d do anything.

jake found it adorable how oblivious she was to the situation. what an innocent little girl waiting for a man like him to ruin that angelic façade.

“okay. let’s start with consent hmm”? he sat in the chair next to yours. he placed his hand on her thigh causing an exited shiver to run down her spine.

“consent is important for both parties understand? one person can want it but the other might not. don’t ever let a man force you into submitting to his wishes”. his hand was now running up your thigh ,passing underneath her uniform skirt. “for example , do you consent for me to go on with this y/n ? your answer will not change anything don’t worry”.

y/n felt all the breath leave her lungs at once. she couldn’t believe this was happening right now. was she actually about to fuck her juvenile justice teacher?

“y-yes”. she managed to say.

mr. peralta held a stern look on his face. “you’re sure y/n”?

unable to speak she nodded her head vigorously. the tingling sensation on her inner thigh was something foreign but not unwelcome.

“perfect ! you’re such a fast learner y/n, my smart girl”. he hoisted her into his arms as if she weighed nothing and sat her on the surface of his desk.

how could such a man be so strong she thought to herself. though, she was not complaining.

he sat down in his desk chair and admired her pretty figure sitting atop his desk. it was heavenly. she was obviously so flustered. he wanted to take her as soon as possible.

“have you ever had sex y/n”?

she was taken aback by his question but shook her head earnestly. “no mr. peralta. i…have never been kissed either”. y/n immediately regretted sharing that bit of information she was sure she made herself look like a fool in front of her teacher

he felt his heart skip a beat at this information. the thought of destroying her for every every other man was appealing to him. “so i’m your first? a pretty girl like you i would have expected at least a kiss”.

he moved his face upwards and ghosted his lips against hers. “but i am more than happy to be your first”.

“m-mr. peralta”?

“call me jake sweetheart, it’ll sound so pretty coming from your mouth”.

“thank you for helping me…it means a lot of me”. she spoke nervousness laced in her tone and she was starting to fidget with her fingers.

grasping your hand in his he gave it a confident squeeze. “no need to thank me yet beautiful, we haven’t even got to the good part yet”.

he slid his fingers over her clothed sex, basking in how wet she was. and just for him. the amount of restraint it took for him to not wreck her right then and there was immense.

“okay sweetheart, just follow my directions and you’ll be fine”.

she nodded again eager to have this feeling of tension building in her stomach relived.

“yes mr. peral-i mean jake”.

always so ready to please him. jake knew he didn’t deserve a girl like her sitting pretty atop his desk but he was not going to ponder the fact longer than a millisecond.

ever so gentle he moved her panties to the side , the gasp of pleasure was music to his ears as the cold air washed over her sex.

“my my y/n..you really are filthy. i never would have taken you for that type of girl”.

she turned her face away from his gaze,not wanting him to see how flustered he was able to get her.

“no need to be shy , i think it’s cute” he comforted. it was taking a lot of self restraint on his part for him not to devour her then and there. the last thing he wanted to do was over stimulate the poor thing.

her thighs we’re quivering at his touch ,it was clear how eager she was.

“i’m going to touch you now sweetheart..is that okay with you”?

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[timmymyluv]

STARGIRL.

FAKE INSTA AU

FC: rosé of blackpink

kpop fem!idol reader x timothée chalamet

hi everyone! this is going to be my first official soc med au after my trip. sorry i haven’t posted in a while - not only fighting jet lag and trying to arrange things before my surgery (small area and of no concern but i will be out 6 weeks so im trying to do as much as i can before im bed ridden haha) 

was going to post my older drafts in order of their creation but seeing my fc girlie rosie and flo i couldn’t resist finishing this one first! hope u like this mwah

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kpop idol turned actress yn ln? yn has been spotted the past few weeks on the gossip girl reboot set. while her role has not been announced as the show is tight lipped about the cast list, we wouldn’t be surprised if she bags the main character slot soon. xoxo gossip girl. 

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fans8 ACTRESS YNNNNN

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user123 i only imagine yn and tim watching gg together for date night 

tchalamet and we will be tuned in! 

timoyn5ever OMGG TIMO

randomuser he never comments on these things he’s whipped

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hater7 boo yn can’t act kpop idols are always flops in front of the camera they cant act she’ll give emotionless fish face

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actor timothee chalamet and fiancee singer-somgwriter yn ln spotted together at an exclusive hollywood dinner last night!  

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fans7 they’re so cute i love my mom and dad

user111 not timo looking at the camera and never caught off guard

timfan photogenic king you’ll never see him miss! 

user224 and yn not giving a fuck just eating and minding their business they’re so funny i love them fr 

bpfanbase yn and timo networking and making money moves we love a power couple 

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our wedding photos 😁😌love you my wife. married 06.09.22

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tchalamet NOW WAIT A MINUTE 😡

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user02 she’s probably just going with the joke kjsd

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yourusername sorry it was short notice to book the venue 

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shine bright like a diamond 💎✨thanks for having me @/tiffanyandco tonight at the release of the new collection. 

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finally timothee spotted today in nyc with his assistants and make up/hair crew! he was recently seen on his way to his new shared loft with yn in the upper east side. 

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user9 YN THIS IS NOT UR PRIV

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timo.chalz was afraid we’d have to name a death time and all god i missed him so much 😭

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[princesssmars]

monet deciding to tag along with luna to a fashion event her mentor is supervising and falling in love with one of the models as soon as she sees you.

she knows its the most lesbian cliché thing ever but she cant help it. when she follows monet into the makeup room to meet the models you greet both of them with a big smile like you've known luna for years. when luna tells her that she actually has known you for a few months she tries to keep a polite smile on her face but her eyes say i can't believe you've known a gorgeous woman who is just my type and didn't tell me! what happened to girl code!?

you talk for a little while longer before its finally time for you to get dressed, your usual stylist out sick which is why you wanted luna to dress you. but to her shock luna offers up monet to help put your outfit together.

the process is as exhilarating as it is overwhelming. not only does she get to handle fashion, something she knows like the back of her well-moisturized and manicured hand, but she also is up close and personal with your near nude body, holding up different skirts and shirts to see what fits your personality and vibe.

when she finishes you thank her over and over again, telling her she made you look ethereal. she smoothly tells you that you already did, and feels her pride go up when you look away with a shy smile on your face.

when your on the runway monet think you look like an angel, and when you smile at her from the catwalk she thinks she's in heaven.

#gossip girl x reader #gossip girl reboot #gossip girl #monet de haan #gossip girl reboot x reader #monet de haan x reader #gossip girl revival #luna la #monet x reader #monet

[cactiem]

Can you please write a fluff for Aki, Max and Audrey (from gossip girl reboot)? Any kind of plot.

Thank you for your time ! Have a great day

hey, so i only write reader inserts i'm afraid. i am happy to write one of these characters x reader if you'd like, let me know :)

#ask #craftyalmondghostflap #em answers

[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

Hanging out with Zoya and irritating your brothers friends

Request: Yes or No

~

Spotted: The lone wolf seems to have taken a liking to our little lamb. Or will our little lamb fall for a trap set by a wolf in sheep's clothing? Careful, Z. You're dancing with the enemy.

You scoffed at the caption, rolling your eyes. You didn't expect to have to deal with Gossip Girls bullshit. You walked to the car waiting for you and your brother, feeling an arm swing around your shoulders.

"Hanging with the enemy, huh? I'd never thought you'd be so bold." Max said playfully, grinning widely. "I'm impressed."

"She's a kid, Max. I hope the person behind this is another kid or else this reached a new level of fucked up." You mumbled, staring at your phone. You shook your head, sighing.

"I can already hear Monet and Luna.. Oh, this is gonna be amazing." Max let out a giggle.

"It's not like I care. My account is set to private for a reason and I have all your friends blocked apart from Aki." You shrugged, sliding your phone in your pocket as you got in the car.

"And Audrey?" Max asked, sitting beside you and closing the door. The driver began to drive to your school.

"Why wouldn't I have her blocked?" You furrowed your brows, looking at your brother. Max bit his bottom lip, scooting closer to you.

"I overheard little miss perfect and Jules talking the other day and it was about you. Being the amazing brother that I am, I stuck around to hear what they had to say. Seems like Audrey might have a little crush on you." Max revealed with glee, though he was obviously interested in the drama aspect of it.

"Audrey Hope? Miss Ice Queen and beloved girlfriend of sweet little Akeno?" You raised your brows, letting out a small laugh.

"I call bullshit, Maxi."

"It's not bullshit, (N/N). Next time, I'll get her on a recording and show it to you." Max leaned back, turning to look out the window. The car came to a stop and you got out of the car, feeling everyone's eyes turn to you.

"Nice to know no one in this school has a life of their own." You called, glaring at anyone you made eye contact with.

"Ignore them, (N/N). They'll move onto the next rumor when GG comes out with a new post." Max shrugged, patting your back and heading up the stairs. You sighed, going up the stairs as well.

"(Y/N)!" You turned your head, looking at Zoya. She quickly went up the steps, giving you an apologetic look. Students nearby immediately started murmuring.

"I saw the post and I'm so sorry if it caused any trouble between you and Max." Zoya blurted out, frowning as she stood infront of you.

"It's not your fault." You chuckled, continuing up the stairs. Zoya followed, clearing her throat. You turned to face her once you got to the top of the stairs, giving her a small smile.

"Listen, you shouldn't let others opinions get the best of you, Zo. Especially not a bunch of immature people who only care about themselves. The best revenge is being successful and happy." You told her, watching her nod. Zoya gave a sweet smile, stepping forward and giving you a hug. You blinked, gently patting her shoulder.

"Thank you." She whispered, stepping back. Zoya gave a small wave as she walked by, heading inside. You turned your head, seeing the group. Luna and Monet stared daggers at you while your brother chuckled at their reactions. Julien seemed a bit hurt but she gave a smile when she noticed you looking.

"Oh, great." You breathed out, watching Audrey stand and approach you.

"I don't wanna hear it."

"And I don't care about what you want."

Gifs aren't mine.

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[horriblehs]

please write something for max oh my god that man is so fine

sharing clothes with max!

max wolfe x gn!reader

celebration

navi

he thinks you look cute in his clothes

he lets you wear them to school too

or after sex (because we all know this man has a sex drive)

the friend group thinks its cute

you steal his hoodies all the time

he really doesn't mind, he finds it hot

to find you in an oversized hoodie

with whatever bottoms you've decided to wear that day

sometimes you do it on purpose to tease him

but he knows your game.

you literally steal all his clothing though

boxers

dress shirts

even socks

(bc their fluffier and more comfortable)

the only thing you cant wear are his shoes

they're too big

sadly.

but you still wear his socks

he wears your clothing too

especially jewelry

he loves wearing your rings or necklaces

basically you guys mix and match clothes and its all cute and shit <3

#max wolfe x reader #gossip girl revival #gossip girl reboot #gossip girl hbo #k's requests

[just-a-fun-loving-girl]

Friends in need// m.w

Max Wolfe x reader, platonic

Warnings: allusions to drugs, mentions of underage drinking

“-A Manhattan Maxploration!” Y/n heard as they were walking to the courtyard.

Y/n hummed announcing their presence, “I feel like if I asked about this Maxploration, I’m gonna regret it.”

Max slightly smirks and turned to the y/h/c, his best friend. “Well, I’m helping JC here with her problem.”

Y/n scoffed and walked down the steps to face JC, “Best way to get over someone is to drink yourself to hell, alone.”

“Alone-” Monet started. Y/n raised their hand in signal to stop the girl from continuing. “Yes, alone, in a bar with the bartender listening to your problems.”

Y/n stops and think for a moment before adding, “Or we take a page out of Serena Van der Woodsen’s book and make you an all round party girl. Show the world that a boy is not gonna stop you from living your life.”

“Yes!” Max exclaimed. “A party. Letting people who you are,” he added looking JC up and down. “And no one knows how to party better than us,” he boasts, putting his arm around y/n. “Document everything,” Monet said with Luna nodding in agreement.

“Do it for yourself,” Audrey starts, “don’t document it.” She finished earning some simultaneous disagreement from Monet and Luna.

“Document it.”

“Oh my god, document it!”

Y/n turned their head to the two girls behind them, “No, Audrey is right. Don’t document it.” They clicked their tongue and turned their gaze back to JC, “you will be having too much fun to document it. I will deal with showing the world.”

“Also, not only I will post it on my social media, I will also make sure it’ll end up in magazines and such like Serena Van der Woodsen, you know before Instagram was a thing.” Y/n explained.

—————————-

Hours later…

“She definitely looks like she’s having fun,” Y/n said to Max who hummed in agreement. The two are sitting in a booth watching their friend JC dance and have fun.

“I know,” he said, capturing the essence in front of them and posting it in his Instagram story. y/n did the same thing and lifted their arm to take a selfie of them and Max to post. Afterwards, they looked around saw the person they were waiting for, “Perfect,” y/n said, smiling.

“What?”

“The paparazzo that always seems to find me no matter where I am in the world is here,” y/n explained while getting up from their seat. Y/n is a renowned model and a rising actor; not to mention, child of a famous former actress turned fashion designer and a wealthy businessman, so they’re always bombarded with questions and paparazzi. Always in the spotlight.

“You invited a paparazzi?” Max asked after denying the waitress offering some medicinal things and suggesting for it to be offered to JC.

Y/n took a deep breath and turned to him, “Of course not. All I did is post where I am. And now, it’s time for Julien to end up in some paparazzi style spotlight.”

“Genius,” Max complimented. Y/n smiled, placing their hand on his cheeks, “I know.”

Y/n grabbed Julien’s hand and brought her to the middle of the floor whilst grabbing a bottle of champagne. Y/n shook the bottle and gave it to the girl who opened it, showering the people surrounding them with the drink. After a couple seconds, Max joined the two. The paparazzo caught the whole thing and Y/n is pretty sure that’ll be some serious headline along the lines of ‘New York’s Elite It girls partying too hard’ or ‘New York’s Elite gone wild’ or something.

———————-

After a couple minutes, Max came up to Y/n grabbing them towards JC and him. “What’s up with you two?”

JC gestures behind them and y/n saw, “is that your dad? On a date?” JC nodded still staring at the couple.

“How about you?” Y/n asked the boy looking down on his phone. He showed the screen to them in response. “Wow!” They continued, “I’m gonna guess you both want to do some research on this.” Both nodded and Y/n grabbed their phone from their purse and started investigating the blonde girl.

——————————————-

A day later…

Y/n groaned as they heard a knock coming from their living room. They have been busy with photo shoots all day and interviews too, they already missed a Broadway or something play that Max invited them to due to it. They’re extremely tired and want to just have some peach and quiet but it seems the world has other plans.

The knocking continues prompting them to say, “I’m coming. I’m coming.”

Y/n opens the door and in front of them made her eyes widen a little, “Rafa- I mean, Mr. Capaross.” Y/n greeted their teacher.

“Evening Ms/Mr y/l/n,” he greeted back, “I believe he asked for you.” He added gesturing to the crying and possibly drunk, high 18 year old boy sitting on the floor. “Max,” y/n gasped. “What happened?”

“It seems there’s some trouble with his dads. Family stuff,” the teacher replied. Y/n nodded and thanked their teacher who left after making sure the boy is situated in y/n’s place.

“Your parents not home?” Max asked. Y/n shook their head and replied, “Nope. Mom is in Paris reviewing clothes, dad is in New Zealand handling some business stuff.”

“Are you okay?” y/n asked after a pregnant pause. Max shook his head and buried his head onto the pillow. “Wanna talk about it?” Max shook his head and mumbles incoherently. Y/n stood up from the couch and walked over to the kitchen.

A few moments later, y/n emerged from the kitchen with two bottles of water and a whole sheet of cake. They handed the brown haired boy a bottle and a fork. “Well, I guess we can eat some carbs,” y/n started, “I’m not gonna force you to talk if you don’t want to.” Max looked at his friend and smiled a little taking a bit out of the cake. The whole night the two spent eating all of y/n’s junk food and Max confiding in his friend.

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