#harvard hottie fluff

[mikakeya]

The Neighbour Above

((DAY 5 OF CHRISTMAS))

Harvard Hottie (Hayden) X Reader

Word Count: 1,049

Warnings: Fluff

Summary: It's been a year ago since your dog passed on. Christmas hasn't been the same since but maybe it's time to move on with your neighbour, Hayden, and his adorable little Chiweenie puppy.

A/N: I apologise for technically taking a hiatus but I'm back now that I'm on my week break. I think I'll only be able to post this and another fic but as always, I'm working towards finishing the Christmas Masterlist to then be able to go on and write more fics since I already have an idea for Max Burnett.

You got home from work early today since it's Christmas eve and passed by your neighbour's apartment. He was this guy who went to Harvard a few years back since you'd seen him wearing the shirt once or twice. You turned it into a joke however between you and the nanny who babysits the kids above you. But, he'll only ever be known as Harvard Hottie.

You shrugged off the thought of inviting him over seeing as he wasn't home since his shoes weren't on the shoe rack next to his door. You entered your apartment and removed your heels, placing them by the door as you locked up behind you.

You thought about having a fancy dinner tonight but didn't want to leave the house so you decided that you were gonna cook tonight to forget about the fact that it's your late dog's death anniversary.

People would consider it weird to be hung over about an animal but it's usually those same people who've probably never had a pet before in their life.

You sat on the couch for a while as you rubbed your feet. They have been aching excruciatingly at work while you were typing away on your laptop at your desk. You massaged your feet for a while more and got up to take a bath to relax as you cleaned yourself up before getting dressed in a tank top and sweatpants.

As you came out of the room, you turned the tv on. You browsed through Netflix before deciding to turn on, "Friends". You heard the same intro every day and smiled to yourself - at least that never failed to make you happy.

You decided it was time for you to eat as your appetite was calling you forth to the kitchen. You made some pasta for yourself not really feeling the drive to do anything fancy for Christmas albeit already having the Christmas tree set up a week ago.

As you were plating your food, you heard a scratch on the door followed by more scratches afterwards. You set your plate down on the kitchen counter before making your way to the door. You opened it to see a tiny Chiweenie puppy as you looked down at the floor upon hearing its bark.

You bend down to pick it up, smiling as you checked its collar for a name. 'Oscar... What a beautiful name,' You thought to yourself. You were deep into thought playing with the puppy that you didn't hear the proceeding footsteps getting closer to you.

"Hey, I'm sorry if Oscar disturbed you," You felt a pat on your shoulder bringing you out of thought as you looked up to see, Harvard Hottie.

"Hi," You said while admiring him as your jaw dropped but you soon regained your composure before standing up to give Oscar to him, "Here."

"Thank you," He took his puppy back and held it close to him, "I hope he didn't bother you too much... but um Merry Christmas Eve."

"Y-Yeah... M-Merry Christmas Eve to you too," You said chuckling and smiling at him before going back into your apartment as you held the door open still before thinking if you should invite him in.

"Hey um, d-do you wanna come in? If you don't have any plans that is."

He nodded and came inside before you realised that you haven't yet cleaned your apartment and grimaced at the thought as you closed the door.

As he walked in, he admired the place and sat on the couch chuckling seeing 'Friends' playing on the TV. He had put Oscar down and let him roam about the place as well.

You walked to the kitchen to dish out the pasta before serving it to him.

"Here you go, just something light for you to eat... again, I'm sorry that it's not much."

He takes the food and smiles at you before eating it as you sit beside him watching your TV. You looked over seeing that he enjoyed your food as he looked so relaxed. Of course, he caught you looking and opened his arms to extend an invitation for you guys to cuddle as you moved closer to him.

He wrapped an arm around your shoulder as you leaned into him and sigh feeling warm and comfortable before closing your eyes as you fell asleep.

It took him a while to register it before he pulled away to put the plate in the sink as he came back to carry you to your bed. He tucked you in under your blanket smiling to himself before sighing as he made his decision to stay the night.

He closed the room door quietly and went to turn off the TV before sleeping on the couch as Oscar slept on the floor beside him.

The following day when you awoke, you wondered how you got on the bed since you remembered that you had been on the couch last night. Your mind then thought about 'Harvard Hottie' as you got out of bed to leave your room before seeing that he was asleep on the couch as you smiled to yourself.

You grabbed a blanket from the dresser before going out to cover him, but to your dismay, he awoke from the slight brushing of the blanket over his skin.

"Hey, how'd you sleep?" He asked you while sitting up and yawning.

"I-I slept like a baby," You chuckled while answering him. "I'm sorry for waking you up. I didn't mean to but I saw that you were sleeping without a blanket and so I just wanted to cover you with it."

"It's okay," He grabbed your hand, encouraging you to sit beside him as he smiled at you, "For starters, why don't you tell me your name and I'll tell you mine as well."

You told him your name before getting a response from him as well, "I'm Hayden... and I would like to take you out on a date if that's okay?"

You nodded and responded, "I would love that very much, Hayden."

Hayden leaned forward and kissed you gently before pulling away and smiling as he leaned his forehead against yours, "Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas to you too, Hayden," You leaned forward and kissed him again.

#the nanny diaries #hayden #harvard hottie #chris evans #harvard hottie x reader #harvard hottie x you #harvard hottie x y/n #Harvard hottie imagine #holidays #asking out #mention of friends tv show #neighbours to lovers #fluff #oneshot #masterlist #christmas masterlist

[pagesoflauren]

Meet Cute: It's a Beautiful Night...

feat. Hayden "Harvard Hottie"

Summary: You and your friend from college made a simple pact. Now it's time to fulfill it.

Warnings: swearing and mentions of alcohol

A/N: I thought up this scenario randomly this week and couldn't stop thinking about it and here we are. Thanks @eightcevanscentral for beta'ing

“I know what you’re doing and you need to stop,” a familiar voice cuts through the drunken fog settling over your mind. 

“Hmm?” Your voice sounds echoey, resonating in your skull as you hum in response. 

“You’re eating with your eyes,” your best friend laughs. “I know you have drunchies but we can always order more food. Just start with one meal and we’ll go from there.” 

You smile, grateful that she’s taking care of you; it was your dirty 30, your birthday weekend in Vegas. You’ve been planning for months and were both elated and sad that it was here–because it was ending soon. Everyone was supposed to get absolutely shitfaced but your best friend was generous enough to self-designate as the person who would wrangle everyone and make sure your group was safe. 

To be fair, she wasn’t alone. Your other friends drank considerably less than you did. They were all aware of their surroundings while you were ogling at the menu of a McDonald’s, thinking you could totally eat forty chicken nuggets, large fries, a soda, and a McFlurry. Probably an apple pie too. 

“I’m getting you the ten-piece nugget meal and a Sprite,” one of your other friends says. 

You give her a dopey nod and she ushers you between two other friends that guide you to an empty table. 

Tapping your fingers on the surface, you try to match the rhythm of the song playing on the speakers above you when another voice speaks next to you. A man’s voice. 

Sirens go off as your friends tell him to leave you alone, but you know that voice. 

Looking up, you squeal and jump into the man’s arms.

“Hayden!”

“Hey, you little firecracker.” 

“Oh my god, it’s been so long!”

You turn to your friends excitedly, explaining how the two of you were good friends in college. Stuck in the same dorm with a crowd of idiots, you did more than tolerate each other’s existence. 

Hayden delves into a story about a biology class you were both in and you remember a conversation between the two of you one late night while studying for midterms. 

“You dating anyone?” he had asked.

“Pfft, no,” you scoffed. “Boys are dumb.”

“But I’m smart, right?” He threw you a wink. 

Your mind buffers for a moment, heart fluttering at the flirtatious gesture but you quickly snub him. “Your intelligence is tolerable.”

“Hey,” he laughs, throwing an eraser at your head.

“Ow!” You responded before tackling him. In a flurry of giggles and struggles, you straddled him and pinned his wrists down. “I win,” you said, satisfaction coating your face.

He huffed. “Fine.” 

You crawled off of him, resuming your position seated on your mattress and leaning against your dorm wall.

“Don’t you think it’s like…weird?”

“What?” you chuckled.

“That we’re just a flesh suit filled with hormones and that’s how we figure out who we’re going to end up with for the rest of our lives.”

“Well, when you put it that way, yeah, it’s weird,” you began. “But you know there’s more to it.” 

There was more to that conversation than you can remember at the moment, but you vividly recall how it ended.

“I think I’ll be single for the rest of my life,” you resigned.

“Well, maybe not.” Hayden poked your leg to get your attention and you cocked an eyebrow at him. “What if…if we’re still single and thirty, we’ll get married?”

“Hayden, I just told you there’s more than hormones–”

“Yeah, yeah but you know,” he shrugged. “I tolerate you.”

You didn’t miss the teasing lilt in his voice. “And I tolerate you.” 

“Then it’s settled!” He offered his hand for you to shake. “Single and thirty, we get married, and you and I will tolerate each other for the rest of our lives.”

Your friend calls your name and you snap out of your reverie, looking at her.

“Huh?”

“You never told us about Hayden,” she wiggles her eyebrows at you. 

“Oh, well, after graduation we just fell out of the loop with each other. What are you doing here?”

“Bachelor party,” Hayden points with his thumb over his shoulder to three men gathering food at the counter.

They come over, settling on the table next to the one your friends picked. Hayden introduces you and you try your best to remember everyone’s names. 

Settling back into your seat, you wait for your food to arrive and Hayden offers you some french fries. You adjust the sash around your shoulder, wanting to save it for the next birthday celebration in your friend group.

“‘Dirty 30,’” Hayden points out.

You hum and nod, taking a sip of his drink as he offers it to you.

“You still single?” he asks quietly, but it catches everyone’s attention. 

Your face heats up and you smile bashfully, nodding. “You?”

“Yeah,” he shrugs and returns your smile. 

You could’ve guessed what he'd say next, but you’re surprised nonetheless. 

“Let’s get married, then.” 

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[burberryfaerie]

𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐘, 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒

hayden (harvard hottie) x woc!reader

summary: you and your golden boy have an eventful date in new york city.

warnings: tooth rotting fluff, lots of flirting

three knocks could be heard from the front door of your tiny apartment, once the door was opened, it revealed a shy hayden with orange flowers wrapped in newspaper, his cheeks rosy crescents and his neptune eyes caught the galaxies behind yours, as if the lonesome, cold planet has finally found his home.

"hi pretty boy." you gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek while he carefully placed his hands on your sides.

"hi, i picked them especially for you." he handed you the flowers as his strawberry lips curled into a small smile, and god how badly you wanted to kiss them.

"you shouldn't have." you took the flowers from him and placed them in a small vase filled with water, "thank you pretty boy."

"so, shall we go?" he lend you his arm and off you went.

your first stop was the metropolitan museum of arts. the wide halls of the museum were filled with majestic sculptures of gods and goddesses of myths and tales. if you weren't in your right mind, you would've mistaken harvard's golden boy as one.

hayden guides you by the hand as you both wander the vermilion corridors, hopelessly lost in the labyrinth of exhibits and galleries.

"do you think we'll end up like them? hung up in a museum while people share our tales and admire our bodies?" your playful question let a chuckle out of your pretty boy.

"hmmm, why not? i know for a fact that you will be so admired, aphrodite, athena and artemis merged into one person." his strawberry lips were caught between his crystal teeth as he eyed your figure.

"whatever you say, pretty boy." the petname that rolled out of your mouth like red liquor made him want to nuzzle his face in the crook of your neck and stay there forever.

in the fuzzy euphoria of rushing feet, hushed giggles and effervescent laughter, lingering touches and stares that made their skins jump, you and hayden shared the love of knowledge through arts.

painting that held meanings with every flow of their brushes, paintings that held history within their frames.

as you both left the halls of the met, your fingers intertwined and bodies stuck together like metal and magnet. you looked up at hayden's face which was covered in copper constellations, if you you had all the time in the world, you'd kiss each and every one of them, then write the story behind them.

"will we ever make it to the louvre?" your left cheek was resting on hayden's shoulder, your fingers drawing figure circles on his hand.

"i'll show you the world, pretty girl, and i'll let the world see you." he placed a sloppy kiss on your temple. you perked your face up at him, and placed a passionate kiss on his feverish lips, which he gladly returned by holding your head closer.

the kiss was needy, loving, and longing. you felt shooting stars in your stomach, rare but so unique. the universe was spiraling into a never ending loop that you felt every jiffy of.

"love is pain in disguise, a scorpion lying in wait for the right moment, to strike inject you with its poison before scuttling off into the shadows.

and i know that I'll gladly follow you into the shadows." your fingers caressed his face before trailing his abdomen and drawing circles there, a habit anxiousness has created for you.

"and i know for a fact that I'll never scuttle off to the shadows without you, you have bewitched my soul to never leave yours." he held you close like you were his final resort, and kissed away your pains once more.

"so, you're still in for pizza in harlem?" his playful tone returned, causing you to blurt out a giggle.

"of course, pretty boy."

#Chris evans #chris evans x reader #chris evans fluff #harvard hottie #museum date #fluff #new york dates

[royalsweetteaa]

His sunflower

Pairing: Stepbrother!Bryce Langley x reader

18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI

WARNING - This following fic contains: explicit smut, stepcest, dom/sub dynamic, angst, fluff, possessive!Bryce, jealousy, Hayden (Harvard hottie) makes an appearance, brief Hayden x reader, penetrative/unprotected sex, heartbreak, degradation, pet names (baby, sunny, sunflower).

Summary: After a long lasting scandalous ‘friends with benefits’ relationship with your stepbrother Bryce, you decide it’s best to put it to an end, especially now that you have another guy on your love radar.

It’s been one year since your mother married Mr. Langley, Bryce & Maya’s father and you became a part of the family. It’s also been 7 months since you first did the most disgraceful thing, which was to hook up with Bryce, your stepbrother.

Since then, you have barely resisted each other with Bryce always being determined to feast on you whenever he got the chance, - another addiction a part from his drugs.

Since then, you have barely resisted each other with Bryce always being determined to feast on you whenever he got the chance, - another addiction a part from his drugs.

He would always seek you, and a few times you would seek him for some relief. College had been piling up work, and you were having a hard time keeping up with the amount of stress you easily built. It didn’t help that Bryce was so experienced at sex, and so you invited him in every time he approached you for a session.

The only thing that would leave you with the feeling of regret was when you remembered what you are for each other. In front of your parents, Bryce acted like the perfect stepbrother, - a guardian, promising your mother to protect you.

“Don’t worry, Mrs L/N. I’ll look after your daughter like she’s my own flesh and blood.” Bryce had once promised her. What your mother didn’t - and still doesn’t know was how he went beyond offering protection, and was practically the danger itself, - a very lustful danger.

Bryce used you like a piece of meat after he had learned just how kinky you really are. He took it to his advantage of using your holes, having you blow him whenever he asked and fuck you stupid, knowing you loved it as much as he did.

He would wake you up at 4 AM, just so he could have a taste of you before your parents woke up for their morning business. Sometimes when you were in the barn, Bryce would ‘coincidentally’ be there too to feed the horses hay, and when the time was right, he would take you in an empty enclosure and empty his load on you. He didn’t leave you unsatisfied once.

It led you to present day, and like any other ordinary day, you studied in your room for an upcoming exam. What wasn’t as ordinary was how you were actually in a good mood while doing your exercises, as something different had entered your life, - something good.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door, and you knew based on the pattern of which they knocked that it could only be one person.

“Hey, sunny…” Bryce greeted you as he entered your room quietly. You looked up from your book and gave him a smile of acknowledgment. “Maya’s out of the house and my dad took your mother out for dinner tonight. It’s just us…and you know what that means…” he said, his voice low and loaded with the intention of seducing you.

You groaned as you rested your head on the pillow. “I’m studying, and I’m actually focused. Use your hand or something if you’re horny.”

“My fleshlight ain’t doing the job. It’s gotta be you, sunny. Suck my dick for tonight.” He requested as he crawled onto your bed, wanting to get close to you. He climbed on top of your body, your eyes leaving the page you were on as you saw the man was now hovering above you while giving your sides strokes. You started to giggle when he started to lightly tickle you, and you pushed his arm away.

“Bryce, stop iiiit!” You humorously pleaded in the midst of your laughter.

“C’mon, give me something, sunflower…” he whispered huskily as he tickled your lower waist, making you laugh even more. He took your vulnerability to his advantage and flipped you over with your back now facing him, and he rested himself on top. “Mmmh, sunny…” Bryce moaned against your skin as he subtly began to hump against you, grinding his crotch against your ass.

“Bryce, stop being such a horndog.” You adjured as you were loosing focus of your studying. Bryce had it easy to make you hot and bothered, but just this once you were trying to maintain control.

“I can’t help myself, not when you’re laying in bed like this. You’re practically inviting me in..”

“Bryce, we can’t…” you whined, as you wriggled out of his touch. “We need to stop seeing each other. This isn’t right…”

Bryce grumbled as he got off and laid beside you instead. “Why do you say that?”

You rolled your eyes, expecting him to be aware of the elephant in the room. “Isn’t that obvious? You’re my stepbrother.”

“So? Who gives a fuck? It’s not like we’re related. Nobody would care if they knew we fuck to blow off steam.” Bryce claimed, stating it as factual, but you weren’t so sure about that.

“Yes, they totally would. It would be an absolute scandal.” You said, already feeling nervous as you imagined the possible reactions if anyone were to find out. Your mother would kill Bryce. “Anyway, I’m going on a date tomorrow and I would like to be a little loyal to the guy, so we will have to drop the sex.”

Bryce’s head snapped up, the lighten candle of his arousal being blown out as soon as he heard what was news to him. “You’re going on a date?”

You grinned at the thought alone, “Yes, I am. Met this guy the other day by the park and he asked if we could see each other again. My love life has been so dry these past years, - I can’t miss this opportunity. He seems so sweet too, I’m so excited.” You chirped the end of your sentence with enthusiasm.

Silence settled once you closed your mouth again, making you wonder what was up with Bryce as you looked to the side where he was laying.

He was pursing his lips, irritation read all over him no matter how much he tried to hide it. Before you could ask him why he was pulling a sour face, he rose up from your bed and let out a disappointed sigh, letting out a mocking laughter right after.

“Fine, whatever. Didn’t take you for a whore but if you want to chase after other dick, that’s none of my business.” Bryce blatantly said with raised arms, as if it would defend his harsh words.

You saw red when Bryce had called you the derogatory word, making you wonder how he had the audacity to say that when he had his name running around as a grade A fuckboy.

“I’m not a whore! You are!” You shouted back for his ears to hear, and he confirmed he had heard from the audible scoff he let out by the other end of your door.

You laid on your stomach again with a huff, continuing reading from where you left off.

The next day…

Your date with Hayden went as perfectly as it could ever go. He had invited you downtown at the popular Italian restaurant, and you ate delicious food while having conversation after conversation, lasting 2 hours after eating your food.

You had to order drinks to make it worthwhile for your stay, and afterwards you walked out to take a nice walk together around town.

“I had fun tonight. What do you say we go to that aquarium you mentioned? I think that would make an awesome second date.” Hayden suggested, earning a smile from you. You were hopeful this was the beginning of a lovely romance.

“That sounds wonderful. I’d love to.” You responded with glee.

Hayden was less crude and in so many ways more romantic than any partner you have previously had. He was attractive and attentive to your care, being a gentleman of opening the door for you and asking for your opinion of how the date should go. He listened to you talk, admitting himself that he could hear your stories for hours without getting bored.

He was perfect for you.

One date would turn into five in the course of 3 weeks, and you were growing expectant of Hayden asking you to be his girlfriend any day now.

In the course of these dates, Bryce grew distant, only interacting with you when the family was getting together. Even Maya had expressed concern over Bryce’s lack of communication, and even though you had a suspicion over the reasoning, you hoped you would naturally get along again like how you did before you started your ‘friends with benefits’ relationship.

When you returned home from your 5th date, the house was quiet as your parents had left for a trip which would last a few days, giving you, Maya and Bryce the mansion for yourselves. Maya was at Finn’s for the night, and you knew her well enough that she wouldn’t return until early tomorrow morning. The younger sibling had found someone too, and you were only thrilled on her behalf.

That left you to wonder where the older sibling could be on this Friday afternoon, but your question was about to be answered when you opened the front door. You were met by Bryce in the entrance of the hallway, all dressed up in his nightwear and ready to go to bed. He was looking expectant at you but it was all a facade to hide his jealousy.

“How’d the date go with wonderboy?” Bryce asked with a forced smile. He had nicknamed Hayden that after constantly hearing you telling your mother how wonderful Hayden was, and Bryce didn’t have enough respect for him to be calling him by his actual name.

“It was magical, as always, but I’m not going to tell you any more than that because I’m still mad at you.” You huffed as you passed by him. “I’m still waiting for you to apologize for calling me a whore.”

Bryce laughed, shaking his head as he wasn’t taking you seriously. “You are one, though, - which leaves me to wonder….how do you think he would react if I told him we used to fuck, hm?”

That had made you stop your steps as your stomach dropped at the thought. You turned to glare at him. “Bryce, you wouldn’t dare…”

He shrugged, neither denying nor confirming it.

“I just think it’s rude you know. I stopped sleeping around when I had you. I thought we had something exclusive, and you threw it away like it was nothing.” He said as he stepped towards you.

You looked at him confused. Were you missing something? Why was he talking as if you had been a couple? “What we had could never stay exclusive,…what did you expect of us to be? To continue having a friends with benefits relationship until we grow old? Keep us a dirty little secret until our parents die? I want a boyfriend, Bryce. A family some day too. I’m past wanting to stay single and I don’t want to play any more games.” You said with a cold tone as you were making your way up to your bedroom.

“I’m not playing any games either. I stopped playing around the day we hooked up!” Bryce claimed as he followed you to the second floor.

“I don’t believe you. It’s always been just sex! You only sought me out for that reason.” You reasoned.

“That’s your perception of it, but I grew attached each time we spent together intimately. Do you really think I would initiate full convos with you if I only wanted to get my dick wet? Do you think I give aftercare to anyone I sleep with?” Bryce asked with his hands on his hips, his eyebrows furrowing from genuinely being curious to know if you thought of him like that.

“Maybe…” you mumbled, unsure. “ - I wouldn’t know! You never confessed this to me before I got with Hayden. I’m not going to turn away from him now when things are going so well. I don’t know what else to say. I’m sorry, Bryce…we would be too complex anyway..it’s best if we lay whatever feelings we had to rest and find other people….for both of our sakes..” you said, your voice sympathetic as you felt kind of bad for the guy standing in front of you.

A torturing silence filled the hallway, and you were longing for Bryce’s response so you could finally part ways and go to sleep peacefully. He was staring at you, and his eyes met the ground after.

You wanted to find closure, and you hoped with what you had said, Bryce would be convinced to leave your intimate past behind.

Bryce wetted his lips and took a last glance at you, looking up and down your form to take in your prepped up appearance.

“….I like your dress. Sundresses always suit you.” He quietly complimented with a half smile as he walked past you on his way to his own room.

Your mouth was left open, but no words came out. You were stunned.

Ogden was right. Bryce was so unpredictable at times, you thought. That last interaction of the night would leave you pondering throughout your sleep.

The day after, you received a test message from Hayden during one of your classes.

Hayden

Hey, could we meet at the park 03:00 PM? There’s something I’d like to talk about.

You smiled as you typed your reply with excitement.

Y/N (me)

Sure! ♥️ I’ll see you there then.

This must be it, you thought. Hayden’s finally going to ask me to be his girlfriend!

After your classes were finished, you rushed back home and put on your finest summer dress, - one of a flowery pattern.

Maya met you when you passed the living room, and even she noticed the way you had put full effort into your appearance.

“Where are you going looking like that, Y/N?“ Maya asked through a giggle as her eyes scanned your look from head to toe with approval.

You chuckled lightheartedly, “To meet up with Hayden of course. He wrote through text that he had something he wanted to talk about.” You said. You leaned into Maya’s ear and whispered playfully, “I think he’s going to make it official with me.”

Maya gasped, “No way, that’s great! I’m so happy for you, Y/N.” She congratulated and gave you a hug.

“How’s it going with you and Finn by the way? It always seems like you’re in the honey moon phase.” You added your observation with a cheeky wink.

Maya blushed as she nodded, “Oh yes, things are going great between us. I think it’s safe to say I’ll continue staying over at his house considering how we are always together anyway. But of course I don’t want to be away all the time. I still want to be around you guys. I’m especially concerned about Bryce nowadays.” Maya expressed, which made your grin drop as your stepbrother was brought into her talk.

“Oh, why’s that?” You asked, confusion in your tone.

“I don’t know, he’s been so down lately, staying in his room all day and hardly putting sentences when I try to talk to him. I think he’s going through something but he won’t tell me what.”

You felt bad for Bryce after Maya had listed the several recent odd behavior from him, worried you might have broken his heart for leaving the taboo part of your relationship.

Your heart pounded at the thought of Bryce having genuine feelings for you. He had somewhat confirmed it himself when he said he had thought you were exclusive, but he hadn’t outright said it.

Somehow you longed for him to confess with those three simple words, but as the thought became appealing to you, you were reminded of the circumstances. The one of which each of your parent were married together, - ultimately sealing you to be only a family.

Maybe in a different universe we could have been together, but as of here it wouldn’t be right.

“Well, I hope whatever he’s going through resolves one way or another…Bryce always has solutions.” You reasoned, and Maya could only nod, hoping you were right even for this case too.

“I guess,…I’ll see you later then. Wishing you good luck with Hayden.”

“Thank you! Bye Maya!” You said your farewell as you stepped out of the house and walked to the bus stop.

A few bus stops later and you were downtown again, waiting for Hayden to make an appearance at the park any moment now.

“Hey, Y/N..” you heard a voice come from behind you, and you couldn’t contain your eager smile as your eyes met Hayden’s.

“Hayden, hi!”

Hayden smiled as you approached him and took in your look. “Wow, you look gorgeous by the way.” He complimented when you stood in front of him.

“Thanks! You don’t look so bad yourself.” You said and chuckled as you looked at his well ironed shirt and denim trousers. “So, you said you wanted to talk about something?”

Hayden nodded as his brows knitted together, almost out of concern. He must be nervous. “Yeah um…..Y/N, I uh…I don’t know how I’m supposed to put this but..” Hayden paused as he tried to find the courage to say what he was holding back. Your eyes didn’t leave Hayden’s as you excitedly waited for his completed saying.

“I…I have found someone else…”

Your eyes widened more than before, and you took a step back in shock, wondering if you had heard it wrong. “What are you saying?”

“I’m so sorry, Y/N.” Hayden apologized as he looked down at his feet with shame. “I…It wasn’t meant to happen but it was by mere coincidence that I met this other girl, and we just kind of clicked and…I hope you know I mean no disrespect to you. I never meant to waste your time, but I can’t help what my heart feels. I’ve developed feelings for her.”

You swallowed a lump down your throat as you blinked a few times due to your eyes beginning to water. You used your hand to wipe the moisture away, and you reluctantly nodded.

“I understand…I um, - I guess I’ll be on my way then.” You rambled something of the sort, turning your back against Hayden as you walked away.

“Y/N, wait…” Hayden stopped you as he jogged over to meet your face again. “We..- we can always stay friends, right? I never lied to you about the things I said. You are an amazing girl and the guy you end up with will be lucky to have you. It’s not because of you that I fell in love with someone else.”

You looked to the side, not wanting to look at the boy who had crushed your heart only a minute ago. “I’ll consider it. For now I would prefer keeping our distance, but thanks Hayden.” You replied while you tried your best to keep your facade of a smile, but it wasn’t easy. Hayden picked up on it and returned an apologetic smile as he turned to leave, giving you a final wave goodbye.

As expected, the house had no lights on when you returned. You figured Maya was at Finn’s again, like where she usually was. And Bryce,…well, his whereabouts didn’t come to mind yet.

You were clouded with sadness of what had happened today at the park. The tears hadn’t stopped glossing over your eyeballs, and it made it all the more harder to see what was in front of you as you stormed your way upstairs to your bedroom.

Suddenly you crashed into something, - or rather someone by the corner, and you fell onto the floor. You looked up to see Bryce, clearly startled by the collision.

“Woah, hey there. Got a little too distracted in wonderland, huh?” Bryce teased as he reached out his hand for you to grab. You glared at him and slapped his hand away as you stood up.

“Go to hell…” you muttered out of pure anger as another wave of emotion overtook you, making you break out another sob. Bryce frowned, until he caught on to understand you were crying, your eyes being bloodshot as the evening sun shone on your wet cheeks.

“Y/N? Wait - ”

You didn’t let him get to you as you ran towards your room, but Bryce was quick to follow, catching you by your arms before you could open the door to your bedroom.

“Sunny,…what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” He asked out of worry as he knelt down when your knees gave up. He hugged you tightly, his arms secured around your back as you cried on his shoulder. In Bryce’s mind, several scenarios came to mind of what could have upset you this much. Some were so dark, - it made him sick to his stomach. “Please, tell me what happened…look at me. I need to know, sunflower. What did he do to you?”

“H-He found someone else…” you sobbed out as you buried your face into his chest, hiding your tearful face from the world. “He didn’t love me after all…”

While Bryce was relieved it wasn’t something else, something considerably worse, he was still upset on your behalf. You could feel his hands clench into fists on your back and his form stiffen when he let out an exhale.

“I’m going to kill him.”

“No!” You quickly protested as you held Bryce by his arms. “No, please don’t start a fight with him…he can’t help it. There’s nothing I can do about it…he loves someone else and I can’t change that..”

Bryce shook his head, not buying into what he thought of was excuses. “Doesn’t matter. You didn’t deserve having your heart broken like this...”

You shrugged, not knowing what else there was to say. You simply pushed away from his chest, but you didn’t leave his grip.

“C’mon, I’ll take you to my room, okay?” Bryce offered as he made you stand on your feet again. He wiped your face with the use of his sweater, and to your surprise he carried you to his room.

He carefully placed you on his bed, removing the covers so you could both settle under it and keep warm while in this moment of comfort.

Bryce let you cry out whatever you had left in you as he stroked your bare shoulder, willing to wait for as long as you wanted until you wanted to talk again.

“I-I just want to be loved...” you muttered before you snifled, and it broke Bryce’s heart to hear you say something of that sort.

“You are loved, baby. We as a family love you, and I love you beyond being my stepsister,…you should know that by now….“ Bryce said as he stroked your hair affectionately. “Will you give it a chance? Do you love me too?”

You glanced at him, and it was as if you were going through a war with yourself, feeling conflicted of what feelings you may have. “Maybe,..and that scares me…”

Bryce smiled with adoration. “Of what exactly? There’s nothing to be scared of,…after all, love is love. We are two legal individuals from completely different families. Ain’t nothing wrong with us loving each other…” Bryce reasoned as he put a few hair strands behind your ear. “I’ll show you my love right now, sunny...will you allow me?”

You stared at him, feeling the familiar temptation of lust creeping up as you eyed his red lips. You wanted him. You wanted him so bad it almost hurt.

“Yes..” you quietly replied.

Your reply was cue for Bryce to connect his lips with yours, starting his act of affection with gentleness in the kiss.

“Good girl….my pretty sunflower…” He muttered in between kisses, and soon enough they were barely being detached. Bryce hovered above you while you made out, weak moans leaving your lips once in a while as Bryce’s left hand started to roam all around your body.

“Do you know why I call you sunflower?” Bryce asked when you stopped to breathe air, to which you shook your head. He had called you that since the very beginning, and somehow it hadn’t occurred in your mind as to why.

“Because your very existence is so bright and colorful - always turning to where the sun shines. I knew you would be a joy-bringer the moment you stepped into this big house. I knew even better when we fucked in that shed that we were perfect for each other. You made me want to commit, - and I started to share that dream you mentioned to me, - of making a family together some day.”

You let out a shuddered breath due to Bryce’s confession, and you felt you were going dizzy - in a good way - at the thought of having kids with him. Of spending your life with him nonetheless.

His hand squeezed your breast while he sucked on the skin of your throat, creating hickeys for him to marvel at later.

“My pretty girl…you’re too beautiful for me to only claim you as my stepsister. I’m going to claim you in a way that’s beyond friendly love, baby.” He huskily whispered as he managed to pull the sundress and bra down due to its elasticity.

You moaned when he suckled on your nipple, “It’s so wrong…”

He hummed, “Hmm..it’s maybe a little sinful but not wrong, sunny…don’t worry about a thing, we will get through this together, okay? Let your stepbrother take care of everything..”

Bryce hoisted up your sundress and cupped your sex, stroking it through your panties in a slow pace.

He pulled off your underwear and grinned when he got a full view of your dripping cunt. “I’ve missed this pussy…” Bryce muttered to himself as he began stroking your folds, slightly pushing a finger in every now and then to tease your aching hole.

“Bryce…” you moaned his name lewdly, and he chuckled at how desperate he had made you become.

“Baby, be patient…I’ll be balls deep inside this sweet cunt after I’ve had a taste…”

His finger started to pump deeper inside, bringing out your pussy juices for each thrust.

“Oh, my…” You whined and closed your eyes as you took in the feeling of his thick finger invading your channel. You let out breathless pants as he added more pressure, seeping in further the more slick he gathered.

“Sunny, look at me…” Bryce plead, and you fluttered your eyes open to see him lean in closer to your face as if he wanted to say something. “Tell me you love me too, baby…tell me so I know..”

He added a second, and you jolted as you stuttered out, “I-I love you too, Bryce. I love you s-so much…M’sorry for pushing you away. I’m sorry if I made you sad, I didn’t mean to. I -“

Your lips was held from speaking as Bryce crashed his lips into yours. You whimpered from the kiss, but easily melted into it.

“It’s okay, baby. I forgive you…I understand.” He withdrew his fingers from your pussy and put them close to his lips, sucking the sticky nectar off his fingers as he hummed, savoring the taste. “Fucking delicious…love your sweet pussy juice.”

Bryce stood on his knees, not leaving the bed as he unbuckled in front of you, his pants already showcasing the huge bulge and moisture of something leaking behind his boxers.

He dragged his pants and boxers down at once, revealing his fully erected cock, the tip of angry red as it pointed at you, leaking with pre-cum. You instinctively licked your lips, wanting to have a taste of him but you knew Bryce was past oral sex and was eager to skip to the main course.

He rested beside you again, and ordered you to raise your leg over his waist. You did as he commanded, and he positioned his cock on your cunt, lightly slapping your clit with his length which earned him a strained whine from you. He breathed into your ear, nibbling at your lobe before he pushed in.

“Did you let him fuck you?” Bryce asked through a growl. “Did you let him fuck my pussy?” The tip of his cock was the only part he was thrusting in, and it was making you crazy.

“N-No!” You denied right away through a cry. “I swear we didn’t! It’s just yours, Bryce!..”

Bryce chuckled darkly as he angled his cock and rammed himself in. “That’s right, baby. Only I can fuck this cunt, - it’s mine. Shit, you’re squeezing me so tight, feels too good..”

“Aaah, so big! Y-You’re so-!” Your sentence was interrupted as Bryce shoved a finger down your mouth, making you suck on it as he continued fucking you in a fast rhythm, making your head go blank from the sensation.

“Thas’ it…keep suckin’ it…such a good girl. Fuck, does it feel great to have a slutty stepsister at my disposal. My cute slutty stepsister…all prettied up in a sundress, looking all innocent when we both know you’re a whore, - so needy for your stepbrother’s cock…” Bryce degradingly spoke about you as if you weren’t beside him, knowing full well you enjoyed his harsh words with the way your pussy clamped around him.

“Y-Yes, I’m a whore for your cock! ..Aaaah, - I’m a whore for my stepbrother!…” You loudly moaned out your confession. He had his usual amused smirk which would normally make you want to slap him, but of course you would let him get away with anything when he was fucking you this good.

“Fucking shit, I’m going to cum….and I’m not pulling out. I’m going to plant my seed inside of you, sunny…you can’t be my sunflower without my seed.” He joked, briefly chuckling before it was replaced by his moans and grunts again.

The thought gave you another level of arousal, a need to have him fulfill what he had just proposed to do. “Cum inside of me, Bryce!” You whimpered as he pumped into you faster, his balls hitting your clit, giving you another shock of stimulation. “Ah! ~ I want you to fill me up!..n-need you to breed me!..”

“I know you do…gonna stuff you full of my spunk…every single drop inside your womb.”

He jackhammered into you with such intensity, it was overloading you with how close you were to cum. Bryce clenched his jaw as he felt you tighten, and he felt he was on the edge of orgasm too.

“Milk me, - Ooh holy shit! Take your stepbrother’s cum. Theeere you go, - good girl. Fuck!..” Bryce moaned as his thrusts became static. He let out a series of breathless pants as he stilled, pumping his load inside of you while your cunt clenched around him while you rode your orgasm.

“W-Warm…” you whimpered when you felt Bryce’s spend coat your insides, feeling some of it drip out from where you are first connected.

He pulled out and made no effort to stop his cum from oozing out of your cunt and onto his bedsheets. He was more willing to put his bedsheets in the washing machine than move.

He kissed the back of your head and loosened his hold on you. “Do you feel good, sunny? Did I fuck all the bad feelings out of you?”

“Mhm..” you hummed positively as you reached for his face and shared a loving kiss before you settled in a more comfortable position. “So…how is this going to work? Do we tell them or wait?” You asked as you began to wonder what was the next step.

“We can begin with telling Maya….she would accept us easily. As for your mom and my dad? Haven’t thought that far ahead yet. Maybe it’s best if we keep it from them for a while. I need to charm your mom more often if I don’t want her to kill me.” Bryce laughed, and you couldn’t help but snort.

“Yeah, I suppose that’s for the best…” you said above a whisper as you stared up at the ceiling.

Bryce couldn’t keep his eyes off you though, and held your chin to look at him again. “Hey….I love you, my sunflower. We’ll be just fine.”

You blushed, realization hitting you of how well spoken Bryce was with his words, and your heart thudded harder than they ever had with Hayden.

“I know,…I love you too, Bryce.”

He was perfect for you.

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[imyourbratzdoll]

if you want, you can send another through with a sweet but still manipulative stepdad Lloyd?🥺💗 I still love your ideas, I don’t know why I don’t write periods? It might be because I get them in real life and sometimes wanna escape to a world where you can make it not exist.. because let’s face it, periods suck and I don’t know why we had to have them🥺//

Yeah they really sucks, but I'm alone at home with my period and i saw a pic of Lloyd and this idea pop in my mind and since you're my favorite writer i send it to you

I can think of a similar idea to write, but as a request

Also i saw that you don't write about "Harvard Hottie" from the nanny diaries, is it because you don’t know him or because you don't like him?

Cause he's super cute and adorable and i may have some fluff ideas for him, but if you don't like him than it's okay 😊

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aww🥺 now I feel even more horrible🥺

I don’t know him but then again I haven’t watched the movie Lee is in so I could possibly just add him to my masterlist— send away hehe

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[matchamorphosis]

𝑫𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑴 𝑫𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺, 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑏𝑜𝑦

introduction. a series of little dates and little-big moments within you and your dreamboy’s relationship.

disclaimers. 18+ content. this series has explicit content that no minors should expose themselves to. respect my wishes, happy reading to those who follow.

— museum melodrama · where you claim him as your Romeo and Hayden takes you as his Juliet.

— art gallery mischief · another moonlight night for another lovesick date, the space between you both nonexistent.

— tender of the night · a walk through the city leads to a carton of icecream being shared in the comfort of your kitchen.

— pitter patter paramour · you and Hayden resolve your bitter candle light dinner in the soft midnight rain. - current wip

— ding! ding! order up! · stacks of pancakes and sides of bacon can brighten up even the dullest afternoons between you two.

— the cosmos of me and you · bare bodies and naked hearts confess secrets to each other under the twinkle of the stars.

· series inspo. · m.masterlist. · library acc. · my taglist.

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[ana-deaky]

With Love || Hayden x Reader

With Love || Hayden x Reader

A/N: This chapter is heavily inspired by Love Rosie/Where Rainbows End.

Warning: Fluff, mention of breastpumps (??)

My Masterlist

All mistakes are mine own. Non-beta’d.

You were on the living room floor folding up the last batch of laundry while thinking to yourself, "How does a tiny human manage to go through so many clothes?"

The house was quiet except for the sound of the table fan running in the corner. Your parents had been at work and your brothers were going to be at school for another 3 hours and your little drop of sunshine was upstairs napping for another 20 minutes, give or take. You were folding the last towel when you heard the knock. You weren't expecting anyone at this hour, hell, there were rarely any guests over at your place. You ran up the hallway before whoever that was outside rang the bell and woke up your very sound-prone child. You opened the door ajar and were taken aback for a second. The moment you dreaded since you ran into Annie was finally here in all his blonde, smug, Harvard t-shirt glory. "Hayden.", you said almost surprised (which you were), his expressionless face changed to a smiling one. "What are you doing here?", you said. "Just here for the weekend. Thought I'd surprise you", he said. "Great! Uh yeah", you opened the door and set a foot out the door, "Let's go for a coffee then." He took a step forward leading you to step back inside your house and said, "Ah. No, no. Let's stay here. Why don't you put the kettle on?" "Even better.", you said almost sarcastically and practically ran back into the house while quickly folding and hiding the baby's play pen and covering his toys with the towel you just folded up. Hayden asked from the hallway, "So what've you been up to?" You moved to the kitchen where you literally pushed the drying rack of the baby's bottles into the sink and covering it with a kitchen towel and said, "Just this and that, you know? Nice haircut by the way." "Yeah, thanks.", he said standing by the kitchen shelf, "You OK? You seem stressed." "No! No!", you responded while still trying to hide nit-bits of the mom life, when he steps in and leans on the counter. "Uh, so, how's medicine?", you asked while fetching the kettle. "Fascinating, yeah.", he said while his gaze was running around the breakfast table and caught his eyes on one particular object, "We've just been doing obstetrics, in fact." "Really?", you exclaimed while filling up the kettle, facing away from him. "Mm-hmm", he leant over to pick up the breast pump and toyed with that for a moment. "So much to learn", he paused for a second and held out the pump in your direction, "How do you find these breast pumps, by the way? Some women don't like them." "Oh, total nightmare.", you said as you placed the kettle on the stove when you realized what you had just blurted out. You leant your face down for a moment before looking at his direction, when he was returning the breast pump back to where it was, silently. "How did you...?", you asked him breaking the silence. "Annie." "Fast work", you said thinking about how you met Annie last weekend at the park and how you tried to run and hide behind a tree with the stroller and the baby in an attempt to not get her attention, which failed obviously. A moment later, you said, "I was gonna tell you, Hayden, I promise." "When?", he looked straight into your eyes. "I didn't want to hold you back.", you said averting your eyes from his gaze. "Can I see him?" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Part Two PS: Yep, a chapter two is in the works. If y’all wanna be tagged, comment or just send me a DM PPS: Wish y’all a very happy 2022!!

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[strawbeariediary]

𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ the chris evan characters mentioned in this masterlist include bryce langely, harvard hottie, ryan ackerman, jake wyler and kyle dawson.

➳ 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑑𝑢𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 — all works cited are mines. I do not own any of the marvel characters however my main characters are exclusively woc (arab, asian, latina, etc), black and of legal age.

➳ 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 — you have no permission to repost//republish, translate or steal any of my work whatsoever. even if you are going to credit me you do not have my consent to copy my work word by word then lazily “credit” me. do not recommend me on platforms such as tiktok, twitter, and other media consumption apps. furthermore, all my fics are meant to be read by people 18 years old and older. minors should not interfere or interact with my work. lastly, do not steal my work - my fairy godmother and my fairy friends will come for you.

➳ 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒 — follow my writing blog @strawbeariefaerie and look through my main masterlist. if you can leave some feedback, it’s always greatly appreciated ˚₊· ♡

𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 — a series of dates featuring you and your beloved boyfriend Hayden, growing and achieving all your goals in the bright lights of New York City. — h.hayden

𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑟 — this is a harvard hottie series which possesses its own individual warnings. most of these chapters include smut or hint to sexual endeavors and are heavy on angst contents.

— 𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞’𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐞: you and your dreamboy make a series of sex tapes worthy enough to claim spots in The Louvre. — h.hayden

𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑟 — this is a harvard hottie series that possesses its individual warnings yet importantly it contains explicit sexual context, smut, in all its chapters.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 — follow the charming story of the twitchy witchy y/n Lovecraft as she starts college fresh from summer break. where the local rich witch bitch learns to love herself, prepares for existential catastrophes, and practices on her spell book casting vexes and charms. as well as endures the annoying troubles of having Jake Wyler as a boyfriend and has fun raising Hell with her demon possessed cat Lilith. — j.wyler

𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑟 — this is a jake wyler series that possesses dark elements of witchcraft, satanism, and biblical offenses. this series also hints to sexual endeavors but does not go into detail. reader and jake are of legal age so no one is underage.

𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒 — summertime sadness ๑ SERIES ON HIATUS

𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠

— 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥: You and Johnny unintentionally spend christmas together after a messy break up but that’s all you wanted. to finally be together again. — j.storm

— 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐝: y/n finds herself twined in the web of addicted fantasy, not knowing she’ll meet again with her crush; well her other crush- she is met with a life gripping warning. — j.wyler

— 𝐣𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬!: The infamous football team from St. Johns wins the state championship yet on the bus ride home they are met with a winged flesh-hungry terror savoring the last day of its twenty three day eating frenzy. — j.wyler

— 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝: While the taste of human flesh is delectable on the tongue of Devil’s Kettle’s angel y/n l/n, she takes revenge on all the school boys who never stood a chance against her. As the spiteful y/n l/n satisfies her appetite on the male student population, her studly friend Kyle Lesniki finds out about her plan and vows to set an end to her carnage... or does he? — k.dawson

𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒 — 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 — series on hiatus!

— 𝐯𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐯𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦: Minding your own business enjoying your girls night at the beach, you run into an ex. — r.ackerman

ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠 & 𝑏𝑙𝑢𝑟𝑏𝑠

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐞𝐧 // 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐞

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐡𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐞𝐧 // 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬

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[georgiapeach30513]

Keys in Your Ignition, Part 28

Summary:  Cozette Selene Everett is welcomed to the world

Pairings:  Hayden Everett X Reader

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  language, explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, PIV sex, daddy kink, breeding kink (?), labor, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  3.1K

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*dividers created by @firefly-graphics​

“And when you get here I am going to hold you all the time.  You’ve got those pretty lips like your mama, but where did those cheeks come from?  And…and Doodle, well, he’s going to follow you around.  He already follows your mom around so much more since you’ve been swimming in there.  And…and your Nini can’t stop crying whenever she talks about you, and Poppy said he’s going to hold you and all his grand babies, and…and…Cozy!  Cozy baby,” Hayden presses his mouth more on your stomach.  Talking on it like a child would talk through a closed window.

“Cozy baby, are you awake?  Kick my face!” Blowing raspberries on your stomach you start giggling.  Running your fingers through his hair, you wonder how you ever got to be so lucky to be married to this handsome dork.  “Doll, make my baby kick me.  Ah!  Look!  There her is.  That’s my baby,” his pretty eyes pout up at you.  “I want her to hurry up.  You’re past the due date.  It’s…oh!  My!  God!  Doll face, do you know what tomorrow is?  Like in two hours, tomorrow?”

“What day is it tomorrow, Haydes?”

“The Fourth of July.  Cozy!  You come out of there right now.  I want an all American baby!  Wait.  Google how to put you into labor.  Hold please, my beautiful baby Doll,” giving your belly a hard smooching kiss he sits up, looking through his phone.  

His smile gets real big, and then he lowers his gaze at you, “No.”

“Doll, it says it.  It says it right here that coming on the big fat cock of Hayden Everett is what makes you go into labor.”

“No, it does not!”

“Okay,” he rolls his eyes, lifting you from your sitting position, “It doesn’t say that, but it does say that sex works.  So, get on your knees, I’ll put a pillow under you, and let me fuck you into labor.  Come on.  Let’s go, get into position.”

You shake your head laughing uncontrollably, and hold your belly with both hands, “Why would you want to have sex with this?”

“Why would I…what?  Doll, you take that back right now!  That belly is housing our fishie!”

“Why are you calling her a fish?”

“Fine, our mermaid is swimming in that tank.  No!  Our crabby patty!  She is going to be a cancer crab.  Now, I love you.  You.  Not your body, but you.  And if I have to sacrifice a bit of jizz to help our daughter come out of there, I’ll do what I have to do.  Plus, I really think you’ll enjoy it.  So if you could please just let me take you on a bumpy ride, and have some fun, that would be great.  I want you, and I want our daughter out of there, so this is a win win situation in my book.”

You hold out your hands, “I’m not riding you.”

“I was going to hit it from behind.  It said to give it to you nice and hard.  Is this even remotely turning you on?” Hayden slides a pillow under your belly, and starts pulling down your panties, cocking up his eyebrow, “Doll Everett, you slut!”

“What?” You start giggling, but that changes as he runs his hand through your slit.  “Did that answer your question, daddy?”

“You gonna keep calling me that?”

“Mhmm, whatever you want.”

“Fuck, you like that, huh?  Got you rocking back into my hand.  You want daddy to fuck you?  Instead of fucking a baby in you, I gotta fuck a baby out of you,” whimpering his name, he positions himself behind you.  Letting his tip slide up and down your entrance.  “Got your lips all swollen.”

“Haydes, just put it in, babe.  Fuck me so hard I have a baby.”

“There we go,” grabbing both of your hips, he thrusts forward, burying himself completely in your warmth.  Never hesitating to piston into you with a fervent need.  Moaning right along with your own labored breaths.  “This never gets old.”

“Never!  Haydes!”

“I gotta make this count.  You’ll be out of commission for a while,” he juts his hips into you harshly and you start to see stars.  Why did it always happen so fast since pregnancy?  “Yeah, just like that.  Gripping me so fucking tight.  So fucking tight.  Got you leaking all these pretty juices on me.”

“What?  Hayden, I haven’t even came yet,” he just keeps fucking into you, and with his ministrations, you feel an orgasm building up.  “Right there.  Right…” an odd overwhelming pleasure mixed with the feelings of Braxton hicks contractions conflicts your body.  “Hayden.”

You try to get his attention, realizing what your excess wetness was from.  “Can you turn back and look at me?  I always like to see what you look like when you look at me.”

“Don’t cum in me.”

“You’re already pregnant.”

“No, no…ehh…that’s not…that’s not…Hayden, jerk off on my back!”

“What the…?” He pulls completely out of you, panting when you turn back and stare at him.  “Oh come on!  I thought we were getting a marathon.  Cozy is this your way of sabotaging your dad,” you grimace, laying your head down on the bed.  “Oh!  I’ve always heard this was a pretty natural position to have a baby.  You want me to check your…?”

“No!” You hide your face in your hands while a contraction tightens your stomach.  “Hayden, is she coming out?”

“You literally just started contractions.  Why would she?” You give him a growl, demanding he cum.  “So I can’t cum inside you?”

“Sure, explain to the doctor why your baby juice is in my twat while I’m pushing our daughter out.”

“Well, when you say it like that, it sounds dirty.”

“Hayden!” Your fists tighten on the sheets, and you let out a guttural moan.

“Oh, shit!  Uh…Curtis!  Wait.  Damn, got you face down, ass up.  Ah!  Curtis, don’t you come in here, but uh…damn, my dick is hard.  Baby, you stay there, and uh…do you need your panties back on?  I mean…”

“Haydes!  Get me up!  I swear I feel her coming!”

“So she gets to come, but…I’m not making that joke.”

“Hayden!” Your knuckles were burning, blinding pain shoots through you.  “It isn’t supposed to be this fast!”

“Doll!  Hayden!  Is this some really freaky sex that I don’t want to know about?” Of course you were going to have a dramatic labor.  “Hayden, that doesn’t sound good, bub.  Put your dick up!”

“I’m trying.  Baby, stay there.”

“Where the fuck am I supposed to go?  My pussy is hanging out,” you start crying at the absurdity and the pain.”

“This is going to be fun getting you out of that position.”

“Your dick gets us into so much trouble,” your tears blind you as another contraction races through your body, “They’re too close.  I don’t want to give birth to my daughter here.  I want to be with my doctor.”

Hayden finally gets himself dressed, unlocking the door before realizing you were still stuck into a compromising position.  “Don’t come in here!  My pussy is wide and spread, and your niece is pushing her way out.”

“What!?”

“She’s exaggerating,” he leans back behind you, just to check, “Yep, exaggerating.  Just checked.  Doll face, uh…roll over?  Fall over?  Just tell me what I need to do to get you off your knees, and we’re going to the hospital.”

“I’m not having her in the car?” He shakes his head no, trying to assist you as much as possible as you try and get to where you can stand up.  “Your dick did this.”

“Yeah, but my dick also put our Cozy baby in your belly, so he’s a good boy.”

“Ehh,” you start crying harder, your body shaking, and Doodle scratches at the door, “Haydes, it hurts.”

“I know, Curtis, come in,” the second the door was open, Doodle races to your side, pushing his nose against your stomach, looking up at you confused, “Buddy, I’m calling the grandparents to get you.  Mama's gotta get to the hospital.  Doll, you need panties on.”

“No!  She’s coming.  She’s going to be coming in the car.  I hate your dick.”

“That hurts.”

“Haydes!” “Hayden!”

“Okay, let’s go.  Let’s get in the car.  Curtis the second we get in, call mom and dad to get Doodle.  He’s going to be pacing around and anxious about Doll screaming,” they hold your hands as they guide you to the car.  “Suitcase is in the car.  Water’s already broken.”

“You were fucking me too hard!”

“I can’t with you two.”

“You were the one that was soaking wet.”

“You were the one that thought I had squirted.”

“You two wanna do this alone?”

It was fast.  You barely made it to the hospital before Cozy was ready to make her grand debut.  No time for medicine.  Your body was already pushing as Curtis pulled into the hospital.  The pain was immense, but everything disappeared when they laid that beautiful baby on your chest.  Her eyes stare up at you, and a flow of never ending tears fall down your face.

You did it.  There she was, moving her fingers, and blinking at you.  A pitiful little cry, but she was here.  Perfectly beautiful in every way.  “Oh, my darling,” you wished these pesky tears would go away, so you could see your baby properly.  “Hayden, I’m a mama.”

“I know, Doll face,” he presses his lips against your temple, holding it there as he stares at his daughter.

“I love your dick.”

Everyone in the room, including Hayden, starts laughing, “I know you do, baby.  Oh…she’s…can I hold her?”

“How about you cut the cord first,” the doctor answers soothingly.

“It’s too soon to cut the cord.  We just got her.”

“No, the actual umbilical cord.  You two are a mess,” a nurse picks your baby up, and you tap Hayden to follow.  It felt like a deep emptiness inside of you.  You wanted her back, she was all you ever wanted.  And the further she got away from you the louder she cries.

“Oh!  Her wants her mama.  Doll, I think we got a mama’s…ah!  Why is my baby crying so much?  She’s loud.  Put her back!  Give her back.”

“Dad, I need you to calm down.  Let’s get this girl ready to give her back to her mama.”

“Please, I don’t like my baby crying like that.  Cozy baby,” your baby wails, her little mouth trembling, and it hurts.

“Mama, she’s okay, though.  She’s a healthy baby,” the nurse assures you.  A new round of tears pours out of your face.  She was healthy, and she wanted you.  You squeak out how you just wanted to hold your baby.  “Give me just a second.”

“We brought you some food,” Tara says, looking at her proud son.  Hayden hadn’t stopped staring at you, and you couldn’t get enough of Cozy.  You hold her fingers out, counting each and every single one of them.  Rub over her soft skin.  Smelling her because she was yours.  “How has Hayden been with her?” Hayden turns to glare at his mother, and Howard snorts.  “What?”

“I hold her, she cries.  I give her to Doll, she immediately stops.  Curtis holds her, she cries.  She hears her mama’s voice, she cries harder.  Give her back, and it’s instant.  The baby only likes her mama.  I talked to her the whole time, and she doesn’t recognize me.”

“Yeah she does,” you giggle.  Your little girl had opened her eyes, and was staring at her dad.  “Look at her.  She hears you.  You wanna try again?”

“Is she going to hurt my feelings?”

“Son, you wanna talk about it?  Wanna talk about how your daughter bullies you?” Howard was trying not to laugh too hard, it was the exact same way Hayden was when he was born.  Karma.

“It’s not funny.  Let me try,” he gets closer, and Cozy inhales quickly, looking up at you.  “My baby hates me.  I still love you, Cozy baby.”

“Why Cozy?” Tara stares at you wishfully.  Giving you the biggest smile.

“Because that’s how Hayden makes me feel,” you grab at his hand, and press it against your cheek.  “He’s always made me feel so comfortable and cozy, and now we have our own Cozy girl.”

It was hard to look away from your daughter.  It was hard to even believe that you were a mother.  You held her in your arms, and it still didn’t seem real.  She really squeaked, and blinked, and even nursed, but it didn’t feel real.  Your life didn’t seem real.  Hayden was perfect and darling in every way.  You had a mother and father that believed in you so much.  Two brothers now, three including Andy.

“Honey, I didn’t mean to upset you,” Tara says softly, while you cry again.

“She does that.  Baby, she’s real.  You really did that.”

The tears blinded you, but you look up at Hayden, “We did this, and look at her.  Are the tears ever stopping, Tara?”

“Oh, honey, you’re just happy and overwhelmed.  Eventually they do.  And then you’ll find something else to cry about.”

“She’s just so perfect, and she’s here,” you pick her up to you, giving her the sweetest kiss, and you swear she smiles a bit.  “Haydes, I’m sorry that her doesn’t want to leave my side.”

“Yeah, well, eventually she’ll want to snuggle on her dad,” when the door squeaks open, Amaris peeks in, and giggles.  Wandering over to your side, staring at the baby, “Doll, Andy Barber is here.”

“And he brought our niece.  Cozy this is your cousin, Amaris.”

“Alright, give me the baby,” Andy walks over to your side, holding his hands out.

“Eh, she’s a bit of a mama’s girl,” Hayden freezes as you hand Cozy over to Andy, and he walks over to the couch followed by his daughter, and Hayden’s mouth falls open.  “I don’t like this.”

“Aw, babe, she is just like you.  Even loves the Andy Barber,” it felt like you hadn’t slept in days.  Your eyes roll back in your head, and you sink down further in the mattress.  Getting a soft kiss from your husband, and your baby girl yawns.  “Hayden, watch Cozy.  I need to sleep.”

“It’s official, Andy Barber is the babysitter”

“Get her,” Steve leans back from holding Cozy.  “Tulip, get her and give her back.  Ow!  Why is she so loud?  Doll, she’s noisy.”

“No she’s not,” you reach your arms out for your baby, and she stutters her tears.  “I know, sweet girl,” Doodle leaves Curtis’ lap to come investigate his little human.  His wet nose presses on your hand, but never on her, “Her is just fine, buddy.  Who’s my good boy?  Uncle Steeb is mean to you, isn’t he?”

“Seriously?  You did this on purpose.  You made her hate me.”

“No, she just loves me,” you look your brother giving him a toothy grin.  “Her is precious and her is mine,” just to emphasize your words, Cozy snuggles in closer to you.  Yawning and scrunches her face up, “I thought I loved Sailor.  Thought I loved Amaris, but…damn…I can’t stop staring.  I always wanted this, you know?”

Steve sits beside Tulip, while Hayden snuggles up on the couch with you, “I never…never thought this was going to happen for me.  Thought I was cursed, ya know?  Thought that I was never going to get this.  And Hayden gave it all to me,” more tears.  They just never stopped.

“I didn’t give this to you.  You put in the work, and we met just when we were supposed to.  If it was earlier, we never would have worked out.  If it was later, well, you might have given someone another chance.  I don’t care that Cozy prefers you over me.  I care that she is ours.  Even if the only time I hold her is when she’s asleep and you sneak her in my arms.  But after our meeting, we did this.”

Steve had known for a long time how much Hayden was meant for you, but seeing how that man was still beaming when he looked at you.  Was still so tender whenever he talked to you.  He never made you feel guilty for your past, or made you feel you weren’t worthy of love.  Hayden worshiped you, adored you, and you him.  A completely equal relationship, and he made you smile.  He had this unwavering ability to bring out the prettiest smiles on your face.

“Doll, I don’t tell you enough.”

“Don’t.  Just stop.  Don’t say another word.”

“I’m proud of you,” tears.  Tears and more tears.  They never stopped.  “You deserved this life.  With your beautiful home, stupidly perfect husband, adorable little baby, and a Doodle.”

“DooDoo,” Sailor claps her hands, trying to get out of her mom’s arms.  “Baby!  Mememe baby!”

“Yeah,” you squeak out.  More tears.  “I’m so happy.  It’s just,” you look down at that sleeping bundle, and then over to your husband, “It’s like watching a piece of your heart, and she’s just there, and real, and good, and perfect, and pure, and she doesn’t know pain or hurt.”

“Until her dad tries to hold her,” you lean over on Hayden, but remain staring at her.  It was never getting old.  Every time you looked at her you noticed something different.  A mole on her neck that looked like her dad’s.  The color of her hair that looked like yours.  The way she adored Andy Barber, for no apparent reason, like her dad.  

“Haydes?” He looks up at you with the sweetest and softest smile.  There was never once that you regretted being with Hayden.  You weren’t sure you believed in love at first sight, but the crush you had on Hayden was pretty instantaneous.  You knew after that first date that you wanted to be with him, and you knew before ever having sex with him that he was the one.

“I love us.”

“I love us, too, Doll, and my Cozy baby.  Now, can I hold her while she’s sleeping?  She hates me if you’re around.  Even if you are around.”

“No, she just loves my boobies like you.”

“Yep.  Say, Tulip, time to go.  Hayden and Doll are talking about boobies.”

“You should hear how she went into labor,” Hayden chuckles as you put your daughter in his arms.

“Oh, yeah, I’m sure Steve wants to hear about that.  Doodle, come keep me warm,” Curtis pats on his chest, and looks at his phone.  “Quick nap.  Then, I gotta go.”

“Oh my god!  We have to come up with a better story than that.  I am never telling that story to anyone.  Water broke, fast labor, then a baby.  Okay.  I need a nap.  Sailor, you staying us?”

“Nope.  Baby cy.  Bye!”

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[harrylovex]

cevans x reader - where reader is meeting his parents in boston and he tries to get frisky when he thinks his family is “asleep” and eventually it leads to smut and then getting caught😌

okay i’m gonna write this but not here below, like i’m gonna do a whole oneshot of it and add it to my masterlist! so it’ll be in the works for the next week or so...bare with me <333

#harrylovex #chris evans #chris evans x reader #chris evans x y/n #chris evans fluff #chris evans masterlist #chris evans blurb #chris evans smut #andy barber #steve rogers #ari levinson #captain america #avengers #harvard hottie #jake wyler

[mikakeya]

Masterlists

Last updated: 5/7/23

Warnings/Levels of Content :

Smut

Smutty Fluff

Fluffy Smut

Fluff

Thriller

Marvel Masterlist

Bucky Barnes

It's been a Long, Long Time | Bucky comes home from the war and finds that Y/N has feelings for him Lucky Wednesday | You fell for Bucky Barnes as he dined in the restaurant you work at - Izzy's. You decide to call him up to ask him out on a date as it leads to everything you've ever imagined it to be and more.

Actors Masterlist

Sebastian Stan

Special Day Awaiting | It’s yours and Sebastian’s wedding anniversary.

Christmas Masterlist

Jefferson (OUAT)

The Wondrous Ways of the Mad Hatter | Jefferson comes to your rescue with his hat and takes you to his cottage in the Enchanted Forest where the both of you spend Christmas in his cottage.

Steve Kemp

Just Another Christmas Morning | Steve attempts to cook a Christmas breakfast for you but all goes wrong when you walk in on him slicing meat from a human thigh as he has other plans for you to make sure you don't out him.

Ransom Drysdale

I've Got My Eyes On You | Ransom's always been a tease when it comes to you, but when he stumbles upon your journal, he starts to get an idea of what to do on Christmas night as a Christmas mystery ensues.

Lloyd Hansen

Submit and Obey | You wake up for Christmas and realise that you're in a different house. You're greeted by Lloyd Hansen as he coerces you into complying with him.

Hayden/Harvard Hottie

The Neighbour Above | It's been a year ago since your dog passed on. However, as you were making dinner for yourself you heard scratches on your apartment door and are greeted by a small puppy in sight and the handsome face of your neighbour, Hayden.

Lee Bodecker

Horror Awaits Where Love Springs | You and Lee rent a cabin in the woods thinking it would be a good time for both of you to spend Christmas together. However, little do both of you know there's a dead body waiting in the living room.

Ryan Ackerman Steve Rogers Jake Jensen Chris Evans Frank Adler Nick Vaughan Chase Collins Sebastian Stan Ari Levinson Chris Beck Mickey (Monday) Carter Baizen Frank (Endings Beginnings) Bucky Barnes Colin Shea Scott Huffman Johnny Storm Nick Fowler

Other Masterlist

Lloyd Hansen

Innocent Puppy | You've consistently been Lloyd Hansen's employee of the month, and might just be promoted to secretary. Submit and Obey | You wake up for Christmas and realise that you're in a different house. You're greeted by Lloyd Hansen as he coerces you into complying with him.

#masterlist #oneshot #imagines #smut #smutty fluff #fluffy smut #fluff #thriller #bucky barnes #sebastian stan #lloyd hansen #jefferson ouat #steve kemp #ransom drysdale #harvard hottie

[visbiscuit]

25 Days of CHRIS-mas ( masterlist )

Santa's not in town yet, but my Chris(t)mas spirit is stronger than ever! From the idea of @wiypt-writes, this is a collection of imagines of Chris Evans' characters (hence the CHRIS-mas in the title). Each one of them will have its own warnings, so always pay attention to those if you do not want to read something you're not entirely comfortable with. ONLY THE LAST ONE-SHOT WILL BE CHRISTMAS THEMED, so you can read the others without being continuously smothered by the holidays!

If you want to participate, just visit @wiypt-writes' profile and you will find all the info you need to try and spend December thinking about Chris Evans for a reason (not that you need one).

I'm sorry to inform you that the fics here will always have a fem!oc or a fem!reader, it's the way I am used to, but if you want me to write with neutral pronouns or male pronouns, I can definitely try!

PEOPLE UNDER 18 ARE NOT ALLOWED!

if you want to read more stories written by yours truly, this is my lovely Masterlist.

1 . Jake Wyler (Not Another Teen Movie)

DAYDREAMING, jake wyler x fem!reader

[ fluff and cringe ]

Jake Wyler never noticed her through high school, but she noticed him. Oh, she did, all right. What happens when she finds out that he not only noticed her but even knew her deepest secret?

2. Kyle (Perfect Score)

OUR PAL IS DOOMED, pumba!kyle x timon,fem!reader

[ fluff and comedy ]

Matty is completely smitten with Francesca. What about Kyle and Y/N? Where does this leave them? The trio is probably going to be forgotten if they do not do something and this cannot happen. This is how Kyle and Y/N try to stop love from blossoming, but it does anyway and not only between Matty and Francesca.

3. Ryan (Cellular)

WHISTLE STOP, robin hood!ryan x fem!reader

[ smut ]

Ryan Ackerman steals from the rich and gives to the poor. He breaks into houses and tries to take as many things as he can to help his people. He always whistles while entering a house to see if someone's inside. One day, he accidentally enters his old employer's house and finally meets his daughter, Y/N, who doesn't call the police but... blows his whistle.

4. Bryce Langley (Fierce People)

I'M KISSING YOU, romeo!bryce x juliet,fem!reader

[ fluff and smut ]

Their families do not want to see them together. It would be a scandal. Centuries of hatred cannot be wiped out by a stupid young love. Except that it can, and it will. Bryce and Y/N know how much their love is worth and they finally decide to act upon it after years of pining for each other.

SKIPPED FOR NOW

5. Johnny Storm (Fantastic Four)

COMIN' UNDER FIRE, johnny storm x grimm,fem!reader

[ smut ]

She is Ben's daughter. She is off-limits. No one is allowed to look at her, touch her, charm her, or kiss her. Let me rephrase that: Johnny isn't allowed to be close to her in any shape or form. If Ben finds out that Johnny did something to his baby girl, he'd kill him and reduce him to ash. Pun intended. But does Johnny care? Not even a little.

6. Syd (London)

SYMPHONY, neighbor!syd x violinist,fem!reader

[ fluff ]

He's moved on from London. He is clean now, he went to rehab and is ready to start his new life. His new neighborhood is full of green areas, dogs and comes with a pretty little thing by the name of Y/N. He always listens carefully to her practicing the violin and he swears he's falling more in love with her each new symphony.

SKIPPED FOR NOW

7. Mace (Sunshine)

THE REASON WHY, james mace x fem!reader

[ fluff and angst ]

!! the reader is dead in this one !!

While on Icarus II, Mace is distracted. Everybody notices, but nobody knows why. In his head, he's thinking about his first love and how she influenced him to choose this path. He still cannot believe that she's not with him anymore. Maybe after this suicide mission, he'll see her again.

8. Harvard Hottie (The Nanny Diaries)

WOLF LIKE ME, dilf!hayden x baby sitter,fem!reader

[ smut ]

The wolf loses the hair but not the vice. Hayden already has had a love story with a nanny, but history always repeats itself. The problem now is that Y/N is not just a random nanny, she's his children's nanny and he definitely can't fall into temptation with her. He knows that Y/N wants him, he can see how her eyes devour him. Now he has to choose what to do, if she's worth it or not.

9. Paul Diskant (Street Kings)

SAVING ALL MY LOVE FOR YOU, paul diskant x lawyer,fem!reader

[ smut ]

They cannot stand each other. Y/N thinks that Paul is an arrogant piece of shit who sadly knows how to do his job and Paul is certain that Y/N exists just to ruin his, otherwise, happy life with her sassy remarks. They often are assigned on cases together and the only way to not constantly butt heads is releasing their tension. They cannot stand each other during the daytime, but during the night... that's when they come to play.

10. Jimmy Dobyne (Loss Of A Tear Drop Diamond)

CIGARETTES BLUES, jimmy dobyne x fem!reader

[ smut ]

Jimmy smokes, he smokes a lot. Always lits up a cigarette. Every free moment is an opportunity to take a drag on his favorite poison. He smokes during lunchtime, while horse riding, while taking a relaxing bath, and while he's receiving the best blowjob of his life. Did I say cigarettes are his favorite poison? Scratch that, she is.

11 Nick Gant (Push)

12 Jake Jensen (The Losers)

13 Lucas Lee (Scott Pilgrim)

14 Mike Weiss (Puncture/Injustice)

15 Steve Rogers (Captain America)

16 Colin Shea (What’s Your Number)

17 Mr. Freezy (The Iceman)

18 Curtis Everett (Snowpiercer)

19 Nick Vaughn (Before We Go)

20 Me (Playing It Cool)

21 Frank Adler (Gifted)

22 Ari Levinson (The Red Sea Diving Resort)

23 Ransom Drysdale (Knives Out)

24 Andy Barber (Defending Jacob)

25 Chris Evans (as himself!)

#wiypt25daysofchrismas #writingchallenge #chris evans #jake wyler #ari levinson #ransom drysdale #andy barber #chris evans x reader #colin shea #steve rogers #johnny storm #jake jensen #nick grant #it's christmas

[wiypt-writes]

25 Days Of CHRIS-mas Interactive Christmas Calendar

So, I thought this year I would get into the spirit and run an interactive Calendar of sorts.

There are no deadline, no rules… just a list of 24 Characters, plus the man himself.

So, what do you do?

Simple! Just pen a drabble or one shot for the character which corresponds with the date, use the hashtag #wiypt25daysofchrismas and tag me and voila!

You’re free to do as you see fit with the characters! OCs, reader inserts… dark, smut, fluff. But no underage or bodily fluid play please… I won’t reblog anything like that!

Please use the read more tag if you post anything over 100 words or so… and obviously ensure your fics contain the relevant warnings.

Kicking off on 1st December! Characters and their dates below the cut!

Wiypt Masterlist

Participant Masterlist

1 Jake Wyler (Not Another Teen Movie)

2 Kyle (Perfect Score)

3 Ryan (Cellular)

4 Bryce Langley (Fierce People)

5 Johnny Storm (Fantastic Four)

6 Syd (London)

7 Mace (Sunshine)

8 Harvard Hottie (The Nanny Diaries)

9 Paul Diskant (Street Kings)

10 Jimmy Dobyne (Loss Of A Tear Drop Diamond)

11 Nick Gant (Push)

12 Jake Jensen (The Losers)

13 Lucas Lee (Scott Pilgrim)

14 Mike Weiss (Puncture/Injustice)

15 Steve Rogers (Captain America)

16 Colin Shea (What’s Your Number)

17 Mr. Freezy (The Iceman)

18 Curtis Everett (Snowpiercer)

19 Nick Vaughn (Before We Go)

20 Me (Playing It Cool)

21 Frank Adler (Gifted)

22 Ari Levinson (The Red Sea Diving Resort)

23 Ransom Drysdale (Knives Out)

24 Andy Barber (Defending Jacob)

25 Chris Evans (as himself!)

#wiypt25daysofchrismas #Chris Evans #Chris Evans characters

[onsunnyside]

❝ 𝑊𝑂𝐶!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟/𝑃𝑙𝑢𝑠 𝑆𝑖𝑧𝑒!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝐹𝑖𝑐 𝑅𝑒𝑐 𝐿𝑖𝑠𝑡❞

☀︎︎ 𝐒𝐎𝐋 - ◉ 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍

Honourable author mentions below! *New fics added! - #Galore Update*

Organized by person/character.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Chris Evans:

@afriendlyblackhottie - [masterlist] - black!reader fics

@crackheadgeminibby - mother’s day - black!reader

@fineanddandy - Can I Come Over? - black!reader, secret relationship

@geniedetails — The Way He Sees You - black woman!actress!reader x dark!chris evans

@pastelastronomy24 - Noted - college!chris evans x POC! plus size!reader

@punani - the fluffer (masterlist) - 70′s pornstar!chris evans x black!reader

@xxindiglow - Superstar - plus size!black reader

Steve Rogers:

@buckysbruni - dreams, piercings & other pleasures - special agent!steve rogers x black!reader

@donutloverxo - Corrupting a good boy - steve rogers x desi!reader

@fineanddandy -

Sore Loser - nomad!steve x black!superhero!reader

Waves Series - neighbours, nomad!steve x black!reader x thor

@honeydulcewrites - Guys My Age - landscaper!steve, steve rogers x black!reader

@ilovefandoms102 - Going to Bed - nomad!steve x plus size!reader

@jamalflanagan - Cap vs the Grey Sweats

@jimblejamblewriting - Falling For The Captain - black/woc!reader, alternative universe!reader, avenger!reader

Ransom Drysdale:

@afriendlyblackhottie - Powerpuff - plus size!reader

@astrohnova - Are you filming this? - latina!camgirl!reader

@strawbeariefaerie - strawberry shortcake - model!ransom drysdale × black/woc! actress!reader

Ari Levinson:

@afriendlyblackhottie - Fallen - black!reader

@fineanddandy -

[Let’s Be Roomies] [Baby Girl…] - black!reader, roommates

Pesky Neighbor - rocker!ari

@avintagekiss24 - polar - black!reader

Frank Adler:

@afriendlyblackhottie -

Crush

In Like

Tease - Car Mechanic!Frank

@avintagekiss24 - Appearances

Curtis Everett:

@afriendlyblackhottie - Safe and Sound - black!reader

Johnny Storm:

@blackmissfrizzle - Lovers and Friends - friends to lovers

"Me":

@fineanddandy - [Back Rooms] [Fifteen Minutes] - punk!Me x black!reader

Jake Wyler:

@strawbeariefaerie - button eyed. - other!jake wyler x black//woc reader, caroline crossover

Harvard Hottie (Hayden):

@evansweaters - bookends. - black!reader, college au, fluff

@strawbeariefaerie - museum melodrama - black//woc fem!reader, fluff

Bucky Barnes:

@avintagekiss24 - belated - mob au, black!reader

@wkemeup - The Bad Days - plus size!reader

Crossovers:

@avintagekiss24 -

[Paper] [Power] - ransom drysdale x black!reader x andy barber

We Loved With a Love That Was More Than Love - gang bang/multiple sex partners m/m/m/m/m/f, cult-like gathering, cult rituals, steve rogers x black!reader ; minor pairings: andy barber x black!reader, sam wilson x black!reader, ransom drysdale x black!reader, bucky barnes x black!reader

@saint-bvcky - to have & to hold - andy barber x bi!woc!reader, ransom x bi!woc!reader

@strawbeariefaerie - As if! - dad's best friend!ari levinson x reader, ft. boyfriend!jake wyler × [black//woc]fem!reader

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

ও Honourable Author Mentions:

For WOC!Reader and plus size!reader fics — I recommend checking out these authors:

@afriendlyblackhottie - masterlist

@avintagekiss24 - masterlist

@strawbeariefaerie - masterlist

@honeydulcewrites - masterlist

@jimblejamblewriting - masterlist

@punani - masterlist

#woc!reader #plus size!reader #woc!reader fic rec #plus size!reader fic rec #fic rec #fic reccomendations #fic recs #author rec #poc!reader #poc!reader fic rec #fic recommendations #poc!reader masterpost #poc!reader masterlist #woc!reader masterlist #woc!reader masterpost

[matchamorphosis]

𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦, 𝑖𝑡’𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒

━━━━━➛ 𝐿𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑥 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑤𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑏𝑜𝑛 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡’𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑡ℎ 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ.

𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦 — it’s a tradition between you and Hayden that you both spend the day after Christmas with each other until winter break is over. this year, things don’t go precisely by tradition.

𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒 — fluffy fluff. 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡 — 2.1K 𝑑𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑟 — @firefly-graphics

𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 — hayden brown (harvard hottie) + woc!reader

𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 — fluff. reader doesn’t celebrate Christmas but she and Hayden give each other presents in celebration of winter break. :) slight angst because reader is feeling lonely. bit of cry. also! I gave Hayden a last name, not mines tho :/

𝑤.𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑠 — everybody thank malia for this little oneshot and the moodboard she gave me that motivated me to write this. hope you guys enjoy reading, don’t forget to reblog and give feedback! ⛄️

𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 — · m.masterlist. · library acc. · my taglist.

December’s day in Maine, it glosses over your eyes that look out of the window — A soft powder of fluffy snow sprinkles on top of you, the delicate snowflakes entwining within your hair and lashes.

The far away sounds of the television downstairs broadcasting another round of christmas cartoons pulls you into a hollow state. Pulling the thick quilt closer to keep warm, a restless gaze etches on your dewy features that still search for the man with the glowing halo for hair to arrive.

Time has been slipping through the ancient wood of your family's country villa like the flour you’ve incorporated in the cinnamon rolls flaked with cinnamon and sugar.

The same soon-to-be frosted treats are still tucked away in the oven; however, it would be a travesty to have them be ready before Hayden would arrive. It was another little disappointment that Hayden wasn’t there to make them with you like you always do together but it kept your mind off of this when you baked.

At this moment you anticipate the moment between you both where you sit on the carpet, plates of cinnamon rolls and chocolate chip cookies surrounding you two as you hand each other gift after gift.

It certainly wouldn’t be a special break from your usual day to day life as a student to not spend the sacred days dedicated to hot chocolate, holiday cartoons and sweater cuddles if your boyfriend was here to do at least one of those things with you.

A flash of golden headlights trails through the dense fields of aromatic maple and pine trees near the tall villa, your heart leaps out of your chest at the sight that your Hayden is finally here.

The smile that hasn’t been seen for days now gracing your lips, “He’s finally here,” the warmth of your breath showing in the air from those joyful words.

You’re quick to tuck your head back inside the warm house and close the window, ruffling your hands through your hair to shake the snowflakes away as you giggle and shuffle through the room.

Oh, you could just imagine it now, you think with every rushful step you take down the stairs: The serene painting of you and Haydens legs entwined together, playing storyteller about hilarious incidents after unbelievable stories that have occured during his Christmas with his family.

The swiftness you possess almost makes you slip down the last step although you hold the quilt tighter around your shoulders. What a dream that would be, what a dream this day is going to become, you have it all played out.

Hardcover books you’ve mentioned in convenient conversations within your light grasps before a gasp escapes you from the sight. A handful of cassette tapes in a wrapped shoebox big enough to be a house for a mouse, bearing every song he loves.

Quick hands put on your winter boots, hands move your tousled hair out of your face as you open the door to the swirling wind and walk through the powdered sugar covered terrace. Making you think how sweet his lips would taste after hayden would help himself to a third cup of peppermint tea along with one cinnamon roll more.

The welcomed chill enveloping you like the stitched quilt around your body that pumps in anticipation, oh how this weather makes you eager to see Hayden’s reactions to his knitted scarf and sweater you crocheted for him.

Would he try it on immediately? Take off whatever he had on and let it wrap him up? — you think as your footsteps take you from the porch to the sidewalk, looking for his beamer he insisted was a vintage through the last rays of sunlight for the day.

A shiver and whisper of chill not touching you with Hayden’s Harvard hoodie you gave you some few years ago, fingers instinctively feel through the fabric.

Would he run his fingers through the hours spent stitches? Feel the material in between his fingers and touch each pattern? — you think again as your head turns to meet the forest around you, looking for those golden headlights to appear once again.

Step after energized step, you dig your boots into the snow and keep walking until the villa is behind you. The music of winter’s elements play in a hidden chorus within the trees and snow covered bushes. Leading you to wonder what Hayden would think about your little cards you snuck in each cassette tape you’ve made for him.

Each one summarizing every emotion you feel when he’s around you. Some silly tapes that Hayden insisted aren’t silly at all, of what it feels like to hold his hand and what it feels like when his hands comb through your hair.

Whipping your head about in another search, perplexment is now etched on your features. Shouldn’t he be here by now? you thought but your confusion is distracted when you look towards the snowman you and your younger family members made.

It’s crooked smile of little cobblestones and the bright orange carrot that’s probably been nibbled on by some local deer for his nose. It makes you smile a bit but then you remember with a frosty blow of the wind.

Where could Hayden be? — your heart sorrowfully waltz at the question, covered shoulders once straight slump with languish and worry.

Is it the traffic? Is it snowing hard that the flight was cancelled? Did his car break down?

Did you imagine the headlights? Were you just so desperate to see him that you conjured up the sight of whatever that reminded you of him?

Those spiraling questions make you anxiously pick at the knitted ends of the quilt, the skin of your face and hands becoming intolerant to the freezing temperatures now that the sun is tucked away under the blanket of starry skies.

You kiss it goodnight, trying your best to ignore the tears in your eyes and the pouring snowflakes that have stuck to your wetting lashes. Trying your best to hide them from yourself, even on a special day like this where you’re afraid of crying in front of a snowman with a crooked smile will spoil everything.

A terrible tremble shakes your bottom lip, a palette of white breath joins the twilight sky as you let out a little sob.

The confectionary warmth you’re yearning for is becoming too much for you to cope with, even the sun blazing inside your heart that keeps you patient and hopeful is starting to dim away in anguish.

Maybe he’ll call soon and update you on where he is, hearing his voice will be enough to soothe and bring comfort to your longing state. Wiping the hot tears that wet your cheeks with the sleeve of your sweater you take a moment to admire the self-regulation with the company of your snowman, mysterious trees and the silver speckled stars.

Snow continues to pour above you, fluffy and soft like powdered sugar, making you feel like those sweet strawberry bonbons Hayden’s aunts would send you.

A knot in your belly tightens a bit but in anticipation, pinning for the custom of being you sitting on the large loveseat in his lap, wrapped in the same persian quilt you have on.

A book of literature collections of your favorite poets Hayden purchased from his trip in Massachusetts you read whilst he listens to the cassette tapes and sketches in the drawing pad you give him.

Snuggling closer to his soft figure as his free arm wraps you tight, almost securing the fact that you're here with him. The bonbon box between you both as you momentarily feed each other one after the other until the box that was once filled with the pink treats disappear.

Evidence of your consumptions plastered on your pink cream lips. Both of you holding onto the flavor of the moment with every lick of your lips, with every squeeze of your interlocked hands, with every kiss you give.

A rush of wind embraces you and you figure it’s best you get inside before you catch a cold, eyes captured by the moonlight look up to the stars.

Whispering a kind goodnight before booping the carrots edge of the snowman's nose, “Goodnight to you too.”

Pulling the quilt closer to you, you shift your heels against the snow to head straight back inside. Despite Hayden not being here today to share the last few days together before winter break ends you know that whatever time he does spend with you, will not be appreciated and loved any less.

“Is it too late to wish me goodnight?” a familiar voice speaks behind you.

Familiar in a way that you gasp and turn around, a hand covering your mouth once you see the man you haven’t seen since September. Apricot sap hair catching the snowflakes that fall, his boyish smile shy and sweet as he holds a bouquet of your favorite flowers in his hands.

“You’re here.” your words barely a whisper, soft and airy with a shade of astonishment. The same tears in your eyes emerge and Hayden is quick to walk closer to you and whip them away with the caress of his thumb.

“With you baby, I’m here with you. I’m so sorry it took so long for me to get here.” Hayden softly whispers as he leans down to brush your forehead against his, taking your face in his mitten hands.

At this silver moment, you’re wondering if you’re dreaming with every step he gets closer to you and beaming at the smile you’ve barely thought you’d see today. Those blue eyes you were so used to seeing everyday pouring like starlight into your heart, filling it up with his gentle admiration and warmth.

“I know I called you and said that I would arrive this morning but the weather had other plans. I hope you could forgive me sweetheart.” his voice seeks your approval, one of his hands root themselves in your hair as the other still holds your face.

“It’s alright, don’t worry it’s alright. I’m just so happy you’re here!” you’re smiling, teary-eyed with joy and taking his face in your chilled hands.

Beaming those teeth when Hayden chuckles at how cold your fingers are as you count every freckle on his nose and cheeks. A bashful sensation spreads through your heated cheeks when Hayden hands you your bouquet with a wink.

“For my prettiest flower, I offer these to you.” you’re practically melting from his sweetness, taking the flowers into your hands. Although, it’s cleared away when he carries you up in his arms so your face is mere centimeters away from his.

“I couldn’t waste a day of our week without seeing my girl. Even if I had to drive here from Manhattan—”

“Baby you drove here from Manhattan?” your voice pitched in shock as you cut him mid-sentence and it just makes him laugh louder.

“Yep, that’s exactly what I did. And do you know what I’d do?” he asked and you can just see the spark of mischief in his spinning copper blue eyes.

“What would you do wonder boy?” you asked him right back, staring from his eyes to his lips back to his eyes.

“I’d do it again, a hundred times all over. Again and again. Just so I can see you and hold you in my arms.”

A symphony of ballads thrum Hayden’s heartstrings, of only you knew how well you make his heart sing with the slightest of ease. How well you turn him into your instrument of delight with just a kiss, it makes him lean forward to feel that addictive flutter in his chest.

“Again and again. I’ll be wherever you want me to be.” his words smother your lips, butter you up and you pull his lips to yours.

The snow still pours and you’re still in his arms, the knitted mittens on his hands holding yours tighten when he unexpectedly swings you. Encouraging every hearty laugh to slip whilst his mount still presses sweetly against yours.

“Hayden Brown! Hayden Brown, if you don’t stop spinning we’re both going to fall over!” you shriek with every bit of caution, holding your arms tighter around his neck his laughter getting contagious.

“That’s the point sweetheart!” he hollers, spinning you and him faster and faster that the sun might as well rise up and the moon hide away for the day.

Faster then slower, agile and clumsily, until feet fall over the snow, collapsing you both against the thick blankets of snow around you. You both come down, messy kisses breaking the moments of laughter between you both.

“Baby, it’s cold outside. Let’s go inside, you’re turning into a snowman.” you giggle at Hayden’s crooked grin, pressing a quick kiss to his cheeks to warm them up.

“Yeah let’s do that. I can really go for tea, did you make those cinnamon rolls? I know I tell you this all the time but I really love when you bake.” the cold makes you both jittery but you both press your mouths against each others for that delicious warmth.

“Whatever we love, we mention the most.” you whisper, your fingers brushing the delicate snowflakes from his hair, tracing the lineage of his handsome face.

“Then I must love you too much because I mention you all the time.” he whispers, taking your hands back into his own. Those rose petal lips kiss your knuckles, and suppose it’s your turn again to feel your heart ping by Cupid’s bow.

Wait— aren’t the cinnamon rolls still in the oven?

Shuffling back up on your feet, you race to the house. Almost forgetting Hayden is laying in the snow, confusion plastered over his Rudolph the red nose rain deer face. “Let me guess! You forget the rolls in the oven again!”

“Maybe!” you shout back as you reach the porch, hearing Hayden catching up with you. Racing to the kitchen to salvage this years cinnamon rolls.

Although, you both don’t mind the burnt treats because out of all the usual arrangements, almost burning down the house is one that continues to be within the cards.

#♡⃗ : rosie writes. #hayden (harvard hottie) #harvard hottie fluff #harvard hottie × black!reader #harvard hottie × woc!reader #harvard hottie × fem!reader #chris evans fluff #chris evans × fem!reader #chris evans × black!reader #chris evans × woc!reader

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Masterlist 2.0

Goodbye writing

✨ Masterlist under construction ✨

Fic recommendations

Fic recommendations vol 2

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Key

** = Smut / 😭 = Angst / ❤️ = Fluff

Chris Evans Oneshots/Fics

Nick Grant Oneshots/Fics

Chris Evans Series

Jake Jensen Oneshots/Fics

Ransom Drysdale Oneshots/Fics

Jake Wyler

Apologise *

Colin Shea

Go fish*

Andy Barber

Innocence 😭

Hayden (Harvard Hottie)

Finally a happy ending ❤️

Steve Rogers

One of the good ones ❤️

Not so happy ending 😭

Lucas Lee

Coming soon (double meaning 😳)

Frank Adler

Mirror sex with Frank *

Steve Rogers Series

Love without Doubt

Prologue: Doesn’t feel real

Chapter 1: It’ll be over and I’ll still be asking when?

Tony Stark Series

The Love of my life

Part 1: Love at first sight

Part 2: Forever

Wallpaper I make

Lucas Lee wallpaper

Andy Barber Wallpaper

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#chris evans masterlist #chris evans #chris evans cute #chris evans hot #daddy! chris evans #chris evans and dodger #his laugh though 🥺 #chris evans sexy #chris evans x you #chris evans x reader #chris evans characters #steve rogers #nick grant #colin shea