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drewharrisonwriter · 10 months

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Is that alright?

Pairings: Henry Cavill x Singer Reader

Summary: You are a musical guest in The Graham Norton Show on an episode that also features your ex-boyfriend, Henry Cavill. You play your latest single that you've written when you were 18 and in love with Henry.

A/N: Implied previous relationship. I don't think there are any more warnings, except the delusional situation that I've concocted. LOL This is based on the song Is That Alright? by Lady Gaga from The Star Is Born movie.

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As the stage lights dimmed, the audience of The Graham Norton Show erupted in applause, eagerly anticipating the next musical guest. The cameras panned to the artist nervously waiting in the wings. You took a deep breath and stepped into the spotlight, gently sitting down on the chair and placing your hands on the ivory keys.

With grace and confidence, you began playing your latest single which took you nearly 10 years to release. A song you've written when you were so deeply in love with the love of your life, Henry Cavill.

As you began to sing, your voice resonated with a depth of emotion that captivated everyone in the room.

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When the last note faded into silence, the applause was thunderous.

You took a gracious bow and went over to the red couch where the guests for the night were all on their feet, applauding as well and congratulating you on your heartfelt performance.

Henry, being a guest as well that night, caught your eye as he extended a hand to shake yours. You gave him a warm smile as you shook his hand.

"Y/N, that was absolutely stunning." Graham began when the greetings and applause were over. "This single is truly heartbreakingly beautiful. Tell us about it!" He asked enthusiastically.

You glanced at Graham, taking a moment to collect your thoughts. This was the question you were both expecting and dreading.

"Thank you, Graham." You began nervously.

It wasn't that it was your first ever TV guesting, but it is the first time you were sharing the screen with your now excessively famous ex, Henry Cavill. Talking about the song you wrote about your relationship with him nearly ten years ago is a bit embarrassing on your end.

"Yes, 'Is That Alright?' is a very personal song for me. I actually wrote it when I was 18 years old, so like almost ten years ago when I was deeply in love with someone who meant the world to me."

The audience watched intently, unaware of the connection between you and the other guest on the show, Henry Cavill. But Henry, caught off guard by your revelation, nearly choked on his Martini but tried to play it cool as he waited for you to continue.

"Ten years?!" Graham exclaimed a little exaggeratedly. "Why did it take you that long to release this gem?"

You laughed a little, hoping you looked cool and calm enough.

"The long answer or the short answer?" You joked and everyone laughed.

Even Henry was laughing, you were always funny, and he was amazed you were able to preserve your humor and wit despite the nerve-wracking fame you've garnered over the years.

"How long will the long answer take?" Graham quipped.

"However long it takes the crew to give me five shots of tequila." The studio erupted with laughter, Graham was laughing behind the cards in his hands.

"No, I'm sorry." You began, "Okay. So for real, this song holds immense significance to me, it’s a sort of love letter, you see… and these are the words I wanted to let the person I wrote it for know but I never had the chance to.”

You saw Henry bit his lower lip and look down on the drink in his hand.

"Why weren’t you able to give this ‘love letter’ to them?” One of the guests asked as you were drinking.

“He broke up with me.” You said shyly and laughter ensued once again.

“How old were you again when you wrote this?” One of the older guests on the couch asked, an actor, that you can’t remember the name of but looks an awful lot like Nearly Headless Nick from Harry Potter.

"Just 18. I was so young when I wrote it..."

"You were binge drinking at 18, you were not THAT young," Graham said in jest and everyone laughed once again.

You chuckled along with the audience, appreciating Graham's lightheartedness amidst the delicate subject. From your peripherals, you saw that Henry was looking in your direction, he was laughing, too.

The conversation flowed, everyone on the couch asked their question or complimented your latest single, except for Henry. Graham, noticing how awfully quiet he was, asked, “And Henry, how do you find Y/N’s latest single?”

You felt a lump form in your throat, you did your best to swallow your drink and as Graham asked Henry.

Henry chuckled, looking down at his drink a bit before looking at you and saying: “It’s beautiful.”

“Awfully unfeeling.” Graham quipped with a fake whisper and eye roll and laughter ensued once again.

You laughed at Graham’s remark, too and thanked Henry.

When the show ended, you made your way backstage to hurriedly gather your things when you heard someone clear their throat behind you. You turned to find Henry standing at the door of your dressing room. “Hi…” He said softly. You said a quiet hello and asked him to come in.

“I’m so sorry, but…” He began as you zipped your bag. “Do you have any plans for tonight?”

You straightened up and faced Henry, blinking fast trying to absorb what he just asked.

“Uh…just go back to the hotel and that’s it. Order room service, maybe.” You answered honestly, feeling your face turn warm in slight embarrassment for your lack of fun plans for the night.

He chuckled lightly, “May I interest you with a Pint?”

You might have stared at him a little too long before answering, because you saw him lightly cock his head to the side. “Uhm… sure.” You managed to say, finally.

“Perfect. Meet you outside in 10 minutes?” He said with a huge smile, and you only nodded in reply. You watched him walk out the dressing room, the smile never leaving his face.

You were a bit shocked.

It’s been nearly a decade since you’ve last seen or spoken to Henry. But the last few minutes… they didn’t feel like much time passed. You sat down and breathed, you can do this…

It’s just Henry.

TBC...

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velvrei · 10 months

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Your sub!chad writing is so needed! 🙌

I was wondering if you be interested in writing about sub!chad trying to play it cool while the reader is sitting on his lap because they’re in public/have guests over?

But I’m sure whatever you write will be great!

omg yes i love this idea

⟡ chad didn’t expect to be so horny while talking to the rest of his friends. but somehow, you made it happen.

he was on the couch of him and ethan’s dorm. a few people scattered around the place, including the core four and your roommate, anika, along with quinn, ethan and few other people from ethan’s econ course.

chad was sat peacefully, talking to ethan with anika at his side, typing away on her phone. the two boys were talking about something that seemed useless to you, so you didn’t feel bad interrupting their conversation.

you walked over after chatting with mindy and sam, wanting the attention back from your boyfriend that he’d been giving to the black haired boy all night.

chad noticed your beautiful face and smiled, his arm around the back of the couch as he said facing ethan, knees pointed slightly toward him.

“hi, pretty,” chad greeted, his smile growing by the minute as your presence finally sunk in.

you smiled down at him, ethan’s eyes roaming across you then returning back to chad. anika gave you a smile, then tried finding a space for you to sit down.

you stopped her, “it’s okay,” you whispered, shooting her a wink before walking back over to chad and slowly sinking down onto his lap. chad was a little taken aback by your action, however, his face told everybody he didn’t care.

he swallowed when he felt your hips graze against his clothed cock, trying to listen to ethan’s words but unable to focus. your hips shifted once more, wrapped your arm around chad and laying your head on top of his.

chad couldn’t help but notice your chest, that had purposely fallen right in front of his face. he quickly turned his attention back to ethan, trying not to fall apart.

ethan didn’t even notice what was going on in front of him, more worried about the conversation over everything.

anika, on the other hand, was watching and mentally applauding you for making such a big man squirm and stutter just at your touch. she was definitely going to text you about it later.

chad began speaking and your hips shifted again, this time farther back, but you movements were stopped when his hands firmly held your hips in place, not letting you adjust anymore.

you smiled to yourself, knowing your plan had worked, and it wasn’t until the others had migrated to the other rooms that chad finally looked at you with his pretty, brown, doe eyes.

“what the fuck was that?” he whisper yelled, his face so close to yours you felt shivers down your spine from his breath.

you smiled and bit your lip, “what was what?”

chad rolled his eyes, “don’t play dumb!” his eyebrows furrowed as he watched your expression change. he felt his hips shift again and his head fell back.

“i- i can’t handle when you do stuff like that.” chad spoke, and you knew that for a fact, this wasn’t the first time he’d been whiny from your touch.

you cupped his face that was still below you, looking down into his beautiful eyes. “i know, love, that’s why i do them.”

chad’s eyes rolled, and you grabbed his face, not too firmly but still enough to show you meant business. “what, baby, you can’t take it like a good boy?” you we’re partially messing around but you felt chad’s hips buckle and his breathing turned into tiny pants and whimpers in your ear.

“no- no, i’m sorry, mommy, i can, i just- i wasn’t expecting that, and now-“ he stopped, shyly covering his face with his hands.

you slowly grabbed his hands and brought them away from his cute face, “now what, baby?”

chad gulped, you watched his adams apple bob and his eyes looked back up at you once more. “now i’m so hard, and i almost came in my pants because of you.” he voice was shy and just above a whisper, but everything he was saying was doing it for you and made you want to go back to your dorm and fuck him all night.

you smiled, “oh yeah?” you watched as chad melted, his eyes scrunching shut. “stop that.”

you grinned down at him and cupped his cheek, moving your hips one more time. “you know if we weren’t in public i’d make you cum, here, in your pants.” you whispered in his ear as everybody started to walk back into the room.

chad nearly cried and rested his head against your chest, his hard dick throbbing under you and you couldn’t help but watch with a smile.

he was in for a long night.

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namjoon-koya · 1 year

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Heyyy! I love your writing btw , it’s so cool <3 may i ask a hawks and aizawa headcanons about a quirkless s/o but is someone who’s working hard to make a name for themselves despite its difficulty,, (i was thinking of a more detective-like s/o but you can do another occupation if you want!)

a/n: LETS GO WITH DETECTIVE S/O

Hawks and Aizawa having a detective s/o.

Hawks:

He’s a proud boyfriend, supports you along the way and encourages you to keep going if you start falling behind and thinking on quitting. He can’t understand what you’re going through about being quirkless, but he will be your support. Usually whenever he’s on patrol and he sees you and other detectives on a crime scene he’ll watch from afar, you’ve told him that some detectives have deemed you “fragile” since you’re quirkless, but that doesn’t stop you from going head on into a crime scene.

Calls you his little detective, “how’s my little detective doing? Catch any criminals yet? “Hey detective I’ll be late today, don’t stay up too late.” Even at some point calling you Sherlock Holmes when you decoded a message “hey look at my little detective! Becoming Sherlock Holmes hm?” He’s proud of you though, you obviously have a talent of being able to decode things easily he wonders if you’d be able to decode things he found at the LOV..

He has to remind you to take breaks though, he applauds you for working hard; but please make sure to take breaks. Even at some points he has to drag you away from your desk to come cuddle with him, he has to be the way to lay down on your chest so you don’t go back to studying/working. “Keigo! I need to-“ “what you need detective is to cuddle with me, please?” He says fluttering his eyes at you. Damn it

Aizawa:

Supportive as fuck, he knows people without quirks are seen lower or fragile or needed to be protected. You proved that wrong though and he loves seeing how passionate you are about being a detective and making a name for yourself, you held your head high and fuck does it remind him why he fell in love with you. Often during his break he’ll send you a text on how you’re doing, sometimes you’ll be able to reply and sometimes not; but he understands your busy at the station.

REMINDS YOU TO SLEEP, he’s happy that he can see you working hard, but please for him take a break. He gets worried when he sees you still up at 3am working on a paper, or studying a picture trying to get a clue or a reference from your notes. Just like Hawks he’ll pick you up around your waist and drag you to bed, “Aizawa! What are you doing I was studying..” he pulls you against his chest mumbling into your hair “cuddle with me before I have to deal with children.” You laugh at his statement.

If you graduate from detective to chief Inspector he will literally be there for it, he’ll ask another u.a teacher to cover his class while he goes to your ceremony. If you start crying HE MIGHT start crying too, he knows you worked hard to get where you are now.

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niki-phoria · 1 year

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Helloooo! Can I request enhypen x male reader reaction where mr is a good at ice skating ⛸️

(I fell like that sunghoon would take his s/o to a ice rink for a first date🤭)

byee! Have a good day/night!<33

⋆｡°✩ enhypen reaction - going ice skating together

includes: blushy niki, i don't actually know how to skate lol, tried to make these as different as possible, i am once again begging for ANY kind of feedback on my fics please

a/n: thank you for requesting !! i hope your day/night is good too <33

male reader (he/him pronouns)

requests open !! read my rules first

⋆｡°✩ heeseung

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heeseung scrambles as he reaches over to grab your hands when he slightly slips on the ice. you grab him immediately, stalling as you give him a few seconds to regain his balance. “this is so scary,” he murmurs. “i don’t know how you do this all the time.”

“it gets easier the more you do it,” you chuckle. “come on, one more lap.”

you can nearly see heeseung’s thought process in his head before he relents with a small sigh. “it’s impossible to say no to you,” he chuckles as he shakes his head. “one more.”

you smile, reaching over to take his hands into yours once again. you slowly guide him forwards along with you as you circle back around the rink with heeseung in tow. “you’re great at this,” you murmur as he slowly pushes forwards to glide across the ice again.

“yeah?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.

“yeah. you’re a natural, hee.”

“high praise from the y/n l/n,” he teases. you laugh as he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you into a hug. you lean away just enough to pull him into a sweet kiss. “thank you for teaching me how to skate.”

“thank you for being my student,” you smile.

⋆｡°✩ jay

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jay leans against the edge of the wall of the rink, watching you spin around the ice with a soft smile. he rubs his gloved hands together in an attempt to warm himself against the cool winter chill that blows past.

jay dramatically applauds for you when you land another axel with the familiar sound of metal blades scraping against the ice below your feet. “go y/n!” he cheers. “good job!”

you startle slightly at the sudden noise, staring at him with wide eyes for a second before you immediately rush over to him. “jay!” you lean over, wrapping your arms around him from across the half-wall to pull him into a tight hug. jay chuckles as he pulls back just enough to tilt your face and pull you into a sweet kiss. “what are you doing here?”

“i thought i would come watch my boyfriend practice before his big competition tomorrow seeing as you’re always there for my concerts, it’s only right that i show up for yours too.”

you stare into his eyes for a few seconds before pulling him down into yet another kiss. you wrap your arms around jay’s neck as his ghost against your hips, keeping you close to him. you’re both panting by the time you pull away, staring at each other with soft smiles. “i missed you so much.”

“i missed you too,” he chuckles.

⋆｡°✩ jake

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jake shivers as he leans down to untie the laces on his skates. he waves you off when you glance over at him with a concerned glance before standing up on shaky knees. you chuckle as he slowly walks over, gripping onto the nearby wall. “what?”

“you looked like bambi,” you chuckle, slipping past him with skates in hand. “we were on ice and everything.”

“shut up,” jake murmurs, slipping on his sneakers as he follows after you. you reach over to grab his hand into yours with a soft smile. jake intertwines your fingers together after he returns his skates to the counter.

you shiver slightly at the sudden cold burst of air that hits as soon as you push the door open to exit the rink. jake momentarily lets go of your hand as he slips his jacket off. “what are you doing?”

“you’re cold,” he replies, wrapping it around your shoulders despite your protests. your half-hearted attempts to reject it are ignored as jake guides your arms into the sleeves.

“jake, this isn’t necessary-” he ignores your complaints with a small smile, instead tying his scarf around your neck.

once his jacket has been wrapped around you and zipped up, jake leans forwards to pull you into a sweet kiss. “so, hot chocolate?”

⋆｡°✩ sunghoon

(word count 200) brunette hoon my beloved <;33

sunghoon laughs as you reach over to grab his hand, easily gliding around the rink with him. your smile brightens when you glance over at him. his face flushes a light pink at the simple gesture, though neither of you comment on it.

you circle around the rink once again before sliding to a stop against a nearby wall. you lean over the edge to grab a water bottle from your bag, taking a sip. sunghoon sighs in content from beside you. “man, i’ve missed this.”

“yeah?” you chuckle. “how long has it been? you know, since you skated regularly.”

“a few years. idol work keeps me pretty busy.”

“i can imagine,” you hum. you reach down to set your water bottle down, shifting to face sunghoon.

a comfortable silence falls over the rink. you find yourself staring at sunghoon with a soft smile. sunghoon’s faux confidence falters under your gaze, making you chuckle. you reach over to cup his cheek with your hand, stroking your thumb against the skin. “sunghoon,” you whisper. your eyes flick from looking into his down to his lips. “can i kiss you?”

“yeah,” he murmurs after a few seconds of silence. “i’d like that.”

⋆｡°✩ sunoo

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sunoo desperately clutches onto you as you continue guiding him around the rink with you. you laugh at the panicked look on his face as he playfully glares at you. “i almost died-”

“you aren’t gonna die, you almost fell.”

“died,” he continues. “and you’re laughing at me!”

you dramatically sigh, skating around him until you’re face-to-face again. you reach over to gingerly rest your hands on his hips before pulling him close to you. “kim sunwoo, i am deeply sorry for laughing at you when you slipped on ice.”

“thank you,” he replies, gladly playing along with your dramatics.

“even though i caught you before you actually fell.”

“hey!” you skate away before sunoo can playfully swat at you once again. your laughter mixes with his as you twist around, wrapping your arms around his waist. you lean your head against his shoulder, keeping him in a tight back hug.

“i love you,” you murmur, leaning over to press a kiss against his cheek. “and i know ice skating is scary because it’s ice and it’s slippery, but i’ll always be here to catch you. every single time.”

sunoo grabs your hand as he turns around to face you, pulling you into a kiss. “i love you too,” he hums.

⋆｡°✩ jungwon

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a gentle dusting of snow falls on you from above as you make your way to the empty rink. fairy lights hang from the surrounding trees, just barely illuminating the area around you. the ice is scratched and slippery from hours of use before you arrived, though neither of you mind as you step out.

jungwon clutches your hand tightly as you step out of the slight dip at the entrance. “careful,” you murmur as you slowly guide him further onto the rink.

“sorry,” he replies. “i’m a little nervous.”

“don’t be.” your hands ghost against his hips as you guide him. jungwon’s face flushes a deep red as your hands move to grab his. you intertwine your fingers together, admiring the way your boyfriend looks under the gentle glow of the lights surrounding you.

your plans to teach jungwon how to skate disappear with you standing in the middle of the rink together. his flushed cheeks are just barely visible in the dim lighting. snowflakes occasionally land in his hair or sting against his eyelashes.

jungwon furrows his eyebrows in confusion as he looks at you. “what is it?”

“you’re gorgeous,” you smile.

“aish,” jungwon playfully pushes you away. you simply chuckle, circling back around to stand in front of him. you both smile as you pull him into a sweet kiss.

⋆｡°✩ niki

(word count 219) i adore him he's so pretty

niki grips your hands as he stands on shaky knees. you chuckle as he nervously drags the blades against the ice. “don’t laugh at me,” he playfully complains.

“i’m not laughing,” you reply. “i’m helping you. come on.” you slowly skate back so there’s more space between you. niki intertwines your fingers together as you scrape your blades against the ice to stop. “okay, to move you push the top part down into the ice and then glide with your other foot.”

he nervously looks down at his feet again before he slowly angles the tip of the blade downward and shoves himself forwards. you squeeze his hands as he slowly glides forwards towards you. “like that?”

“exactly like that!” he smiles as you wrap your arms around his waist, pulling him closer. “that was great. do you want to try again?”

niki pulls you into a quick kiss before he nods. you excitedly skate backwards once again, still holding his hands. you cock your head when he doesn’t move, simply staring at you with a small smile and a lovestruck expression. “what?”

“nothing,” he chuckles, shaking his head. “you’re really handsome when you smile.”

you roll your eyes to hide how flustered you are, pulling him towards you once again. “i could say the same thing about you.”

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eddiemunsons80sbaby · 10 months

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Nobody's Fool: Chapter 20

Pairing: EddieXReader

Summary: You have bartended for years after you were forced to drop out of college due to family circumstances. You have dated your fair share of musicians, had your heart broken by one particular one, and have learned they are not be trusted. You have sworn off of them for the rest of your life. Then, one night, a new band plays at the bar, and against your better judgement, you can't help noticing the lead singer and guitar player. Could he possibly be different from the ones who came before him?

Warnings: 18+ Only due to eventual smut and language. There is also a toxic family relationship with a narcissistic mother if that is triggering for you.

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You stood in the middle of your friends, watching Eddie and his band on stage. The night was perfect. The sky was clear, the pale crescent moon like a brilliant boomerang in the sky, the stars like glittering dust the moon had sprinkled over them as you all swayed and jumped to the beat of the music. The lake brought with it a pleasant breeze that cooled your skin against the summer heat.

Robin put her arm around your shoulder, yelling, “I have to admit, your boyfriend is pretty damn amazing!”

You laughed, nodding. “Yeah, he is.”

“I love them!” Vicki exclaimed. “Why haven’t you ever taken me to see them before?”

You were so glad that Robin had finally introduced you to Vicki. She was a lot of fun, super sweet, and absolutely perfect for Robin. The two of you had hit it off immediately.

Robin shrugged. “I didn’t think this would be your kind of music.”

“I mean, yeah, I am more of a Blondie and Madonna kind of person but I love all kinds of music!” she replied.

Steve and Nancy walked up with drinks, passing them around. Jen took your hand, dancing and spinning you around and you threw your head back and laughed. You hadn’t talked about your mom again since that night. You had gone to bed not long after the phone call, unable to sleep but not wanting to talk. Jen had tried to bring it up a few times but you kept shutting her down. You just wanted to forget about your mother and all of her bullshit. And tonight, you had no room for worries about your mother anyway. You were focused on watching your boyfriend play and having fun.

You turned, watching Eddie as he masterfully played that guitar. Damn, it was like an erotic experience just experiencing him in his element, your entire body vibrating with the raw power he exuded from that stage. He was a true showman and a fucking talented guitarist. His voice was captivating, sultry and husky but also soulful, expressing so much feeling through every word he sang. It flowed over you, waves of pleasure running all across your skin. He caught your eye, giving you a wink and a smile without ever missing a beat and you smiled back.

The band finished their set and the entire crowd lost their minds, applauding, jumping up and down, screaming, and pumping devil horns in the air. You couldn’t help letting the feeling of excitement take you over, loving that the crowd appreciated how amazing they were too. The guys began unplugging their equipment and then headed off the stage to pack it away.

“I gotta say, I know you have a thing for guitarists and all,” Jen said, “and I have gone to a lot of shows with you. But that man tops them all. I have never seen someone so goddamn talented.”

“I know. He’s amazing, isn’t he?” you gushed, grinning from ear to ear.

You glanced over to look for Eddie and found him surrounded by a group of girls. He was smiling, chatting with them as he collected his things. You felt a tightening of dread in your stomach as one of the girls laid her hand on his chest, gazing up at him, batting her eyelashes.

“Mmmhmm, we’re completely head over heels for him but it’s not love,” Jen teased.

“Jesus, shut up,” you groaned, elbowing her in the stomach playfully. “You know, I think I am going to go grab another drink. I’ll be right back.”

You wandered off to the make-shift bar, needing to get away from the sight of all those beautiful girls practically throwing themselves at Eddie. You weren't surprised. Anyone who watched him on stage would want the chance to have that man as their own. You just didn’t know if he was looking around at all those tempting options and rethinking his choice to be exclusive with you and that thought filled you with more fear than you cared to admit because this was exactly why you'd sworn off of musicians. It was really hard for a man to resist temptation when it was thrust at him night after night.

Arms snaked around you from behind, lifting you up in the air, and you squealed in surprise. As your feet hit the ground again, you spun, finding the last face you ever wanted to see looking down at you.

“There’s my girl,” Sebastian smirked.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” you sighed.

“It’s a party,” he scoffed as if it needed no other explanation. “And my band is playing a little later. You come to watch me?”

“Not even a little,” you snorted. “I didn’t even know Holy Anarchy was going to be playing. Trust me, if I did, I would have been anywhere but here.”

Sebastian gripped his chest, “Oh, baby doll, you wound me.” He glanced over to where your eyes had unwillingly trailed and smiled. “Ahh. We’re here for the new boyfriend. I heard his band play. They’re mediocre at best, honey. I mean, come on. I can’t believe you traded down from the Cadillac to the Honda, but hey, it’s your life.”

You rolled your eyes, laughing, “You think I traded down? Please. I traded up. He’s a million times the man you are. I went from a Nova to a Ferrari.”

“Oh!” Sebastian chuckled. “Well, it looks to me like your Ferrari is thinking about pulling into another garage over there.”

“He is not. They’re just fans, and rightfully so, because his band is amazing,” you snapped, working hard to hide the doubt that was churning your stomach to creep into your voice.

Sebastian tilted his head and pouted his lips, looking at you like he felt sorry for you. “Aww. Sweet girl, trying to delude yourself. You think I’m such a dog? Just wait. All those ladies hanging around, that whole menu spread out willingly before him…sorry darling, it’s only a matter of time before he realizes you’re just not enough to satisfy him and he decides to sample the variety life has to offer. You're just an appetizer, my love.”

“Go fuck yourself!” you hissed.

“Ohhh…I got under someone’s skin,” he smirked, his tongue playing between his teeth. “You’re already thinking it, aren’t you? And if he’s going to run off and have a little fun tonight, don’t you think maybe you should do the same?”

“Excuse me?” you huffed, eyes narrowing.

“You and me, we could just take off,” Sebastian mused, his hand twirling a strand of your hair around his finger and you slapped it away. “No one would know. You could leave Running with the Devil over there, jump on the back of my bike, and I could make you forget all about him and all of his little groupies.”

You made a noise of disgust, “Are you fucking serious? And why would I do that?”

“Leave him before he leaves you,” Sebastian said, reaching for you and you instantly stepped back. “Baby doll, it’s going to happen. I’ve played around. I’ve already had my fun and I am ready to be a one woman man. He’s just getting started. You will never be enough for him.”

“Sebastian, stay the hell away from me,” you stated, walking away from him. You could hear him laughing behind you and you clenched your fists, trying to push down all the fear and doubt that he had brought right to the surface. You didn’t want to believe him, but hadn’t you already been thinking the same things before he showed up?

“There you are!” Eddie called as you approached the group. “I was just going to come looking for you.” He wrapped his arm around you, pulling you into his side and you swallowed hard, trying to tell yourself that he wasn't that guy. “Where’s your drink? They said you went to get one.”

“Oh, yeah, the line was too long so I figured I’d wait a bit. You guys were awesome!” you told him, plastering the best smile you could muster on your face.

“Thanks babe,” he smiled, kissing your nose. “I loved looking out here and seeing you in the crowd. I could definitely get used to that.”

“I will be at any show you want me,” you said.

Eddie smirked. “Uh-oh, you’re in trouble now. I’m going to have you at every single show.”

“Great set man,” Steve said as he approached, handing Eddie a beer.

“Thanks, but damn I’m hungry,” Eddie grumbled, leaning down to whisper in your ear. “Playing always makes me hungry and horny.” He growled softly, nipping at your earlobe.

You laughed, smacking him gently, “Well, we can fix the hungry problem now. The other one might have to wait.”

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Everyone had devoured some food and now you and Eddie were standing in the sand. His arms were wrapped around your waist, your cheek resting against his chest, as you swayed to a ballad the next band was playing. He laid his cheek on top of your head and you weren't sure you had ever been more content in your life than you had in this moment.

“I missed you last night,” he said softly.

“I was having a girls night with Jen,” you laughed. “You were the one who said I should because I haven’t seen her as much lately since you’ve been monopolizing all my time.” You poked him playfully in the ribs.

“I did, and I am glad you did. I know I have to share, but I don’t like to. I’ve just gotten pretty used to you in my bed,” Eddie replied. “My bed felt all big and I had to cuddle a pillow. It wasn’t the same.”

You swallowed the giant lump that was forming in your throat. This was exactly what Robin had been talking about the other night. Maybe you were taking things too far. Maybe you needed to back off a bit, not be so coupley with him. Sleeping over almost every night was quickly moving into territory you had told herself you wouldn’t venture into. He was going to get tired of you really quickly if you weren't careful. He was going to start eyeing that menu that Sebastian had talked about, wanting to try an exotic sounding main course or dessert.

“At least I don’t have to cuddle a pillow tonight,” he said softly, his lips grazing your cheek. “Come on, let’s go for a walk down the beach.”

You took his hand, allowing him to lead you away from all the chaos and excitement. You were relieved to be heading away from the party, perhaps missing Sebastian’s set entirely. So far, the two guys had not run into each other and you would prefer to keep it that way if you could.

You walked aways and you admired the night sky over the water, the gentle sound of the waves crashing onto the sand that you could hear now that they had left the deafening noise of pounding music and loud partygoers behind. The cool air brushed along your skin and you shivered slightly, leaning into him and he wound his arm around your waist.

“Chilly?” he asked.

“I’m okay,” you answered. “The breeze is just more noticeable out here, closer to the water.”

“I know how to warm you up.” His voice was husky as he pulled you in, his lips pressing gently against yours. You rose up on your tiptoes, wrapping your arms around his neck. He always felt like absolute heaven, an everlasting paradise that you never wanted to leave.

“Mmm…” he moaned, his lips moving to your neck, pressing open mouthed kisses along the side before gently nipping at the tender skin and your body shuddered in delight. His hand slid along your thigh and under your skirt. “That was a good idea, wearing a skirt.”

“Eddie…here?” you asked breathlessly as his fingers traced up your inner thigh, pressing against your panties.

“Why not?” he asked, his mouth continuing its tortuous work, moving across the front of your throat to the other side, kisses and gentle bites that had you completely under his control, willing to agree to anything. “No one’s out here. Have you ever had sex on the beach?”

“No…” you managed as his fingers slipped under your panties, finding your center. You were already so wet from just the feel of his mouth on your skin and he groaned as soon as he touched you. His thumb slid along your folds, finding your clit and making slow circles.

“I’ve always wanted to,” he mumbled against your skin. “Seems like as good a time as any to me. I mean, if you really don’t want to.” He began to pull his hand away but you grabbed it, holding it in place and he smiled. “That’s my girl.”

His thumb resumed its torturous circles as his other hand slid under your top, squeezing your breast. You sighed, gripping onto his shoulders for dear life as your legs threatened to give out from under you.

“Jesus…” you moaned. “Eddie, don’t stop.”

“I don’t intend to sweetheart,” he responded, sliding two fingers inside of you and you yelled out. As one hand began gently pinching your nipple, rolling his thumb and forefingers over it, his other hand continued sliding his fingers in and out at a steady rhythm, his thumb still attacking your clit but with more force. You had no idea how he could multitask so well but you weren't complaining. Your whole body began to shake, your head falling against his chest, your hips rocking against his hand. His fingers turned, pressing upward and you bit your lip to keep from screaming.

“Fuck…” you whimpered into his shirt. “Oh my god…fuck, Eddie, yes…I’m going to…”

“That’s right, beautiful,” he whispered into your ear, “I want you to cum for me.”

That was all it took. You screamed his name as your entire body shook. You lost all control of your legs, your full weight collapsing against him. He caught you, one hand cradling your neck as he guided you down to the sand, his lips finding yours once again. Your fingers moved into his hair as he began to undo his belt and jeans, sliding them down his legs.

You sat up, pressing your hand against his chest. He looked at you, confused for a second, but that expression quickly changed as you shoved him onto his back, removing your panties and straddling him, your knees on either side of his hips. You reached down, gripping him in your hand, guiding him into you.

“Holy shit,” he groaned, gripping the sides of your hips as you began to move slowly up and down, torturing both of you but it was so goddamn delicious as his cock hit you in just the right places each time, causing your whole body to tremble. “Jesus Christ, you look like a fucking goddess.”

His hands slid under your top, gripping your breasts as you rode him like they were going to keep him from falling. Your head fell back and you were unable to stop the sounds of pleasure that continued in a rush from your lips. Eddie gripped the back of your neck in his hand, pulling you forward, moving his own hips now to thrust in and out harder and faster. You could feel your own orgasm stirring once again, your body hypersensitive from the previous one, every nerve ending feeling like it was flayed open.

“Eddie…yes…oh shit!”

You screamed as a new wave of pleasure rolled through you, your body spasming as you collapsed against him. Eddie wrapped his arms around you, holding you against his chest as you felt his own body shudder with release. Your chest heaving, completely spent, you placed gentle kisses along his chest and neck, earning quiet moans of pleasure. Smiling, you pressed a a soft kiss to his lips and he grinned.

“Okay…sex on the beach…so much better than I could have imagined,” he said, breathless.

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“Where the hell have you two been?” Robin demanded. “You almost missed the fireworks!”

You and Eddie looked at each, wide eyes, and then started laughing. You felt your face flush bright red, giving the two of you away.

“Ohh…” Steve said. “I know where they’ve been.”

“Oh my god, here?” Nancy asked, laughing.

“I mean, damn,” Jen chuckled. “I’ve always wondered what sex on the beach is actually like.”

“Pretty fucking amazing,” Eddie said. "I give it a fifteen out of ten."

“Jesus!” you muttered, smacking him and covering your face with your hand.

“Come on you two,” Gareth yelled, pointing to a blanket. “We saved you a blanket and a couple beers!”

“I’ll be right back,” you called out, “I have to use the restroom.”

You began to move through the crowd toward the porta potties that had been set up for the party. You waited in line, unable to stop smiling like a fool as you kept replaying what had just happened on the beach.

“Have you thought more about my offer?” a voice whispered in your ear and you jumped, spinning around.

“Jesus Christ, you have got to be kidding me,” you groaned, finding Sebastian standing behind you. "Fuck you're like a damn mosquito buzzing around. I just want to squash you!"

“Oh come on, sweetheart. I meant what I said earlier. Right now. My bike’s right over there. Forget all about your little metalhead wannabe and come with me.”

“I think I’ll pass,” you said, rolling your eyes and turning away from him again, hoping he would finally get the message.

“You know,” he said, his lips right next to your ear, “I know what I’m talking about.” He pointed to where Eddie stood, a few girls talking to him and the other guys in the band. “You see, you think I’m such a dick but what do you think is going to happen? Those ladies are pretty hot and they want a piece of your boyfriend. And once they get it, and he does exactly what I did, you’ll see I’m not the asshole you seem to think I am and you’ll come crawling right back because you know I’m the best you’re going to get. You’re nothing without me dollface. He’s just a cheap stand-in for now. I’ll be here when it all blows up in your face.”

“Get the fuck away from me,” you spat, your body shaking with anger.

“Go ahead. Keep kidding yourself that he’s so much better than me. I’ll be here to say I told you so,” Sebastian smirked, his fingers trailing down your arm. “He’s going to get tired of playing happy couple with you. Guys like us never have just one girl. He probably already has a few girls on the side. You can’t possibly think you’re the only one. You couldn’t keep me satisfied. Do you really think you're keeping him satisfied?”

“I said fuck off!” you screamed, forgetting about the bathroom and tearing away from him as fast as you could. You tried to push his words out of your head. You tried to tell herself that he had no idea what he was talking about. But did he?

As you approached the group, Eddie turned away from the girls. Your stomach lurched as you took in the three women who were so much prettier than you with their tight little bared stomachs and their long tan legs. Your head felt like it was going to explode with all the toxic thoughts that were twisting through it at this moment.

“There you are,” he smiled, taking your hand. “You ready for the fireworks?”

The girls looked you up and down in disgust and you didn’t blame them. You were never going to be able to compete with the bevy of women that were going to throw themselves at him. And why wouldn’t they? Look at him. Of course he was going to decide he needed more variety, of course you weren't going to satisfy him forever. You looked down at the sand, swallowing the tears that were trying to choke you, hands shaking, heart in your throat. The girls turned on their heels, heading off down the beach.

“Hey, you okay?” Eddie asked, tilting his head, those beautiful eyes full of concern.

“Yeah,” you managed, nodding.

Eddie looked like he wasn’t sure he believed you but were were grateful that he appeared to let it go. He sat down on the blanket and pulled you down so you were in between his legs, your back resting against his chest. His arms came around you, wrapping you snug against him, his chin on the top of your head. A few tears escaped and you blinked them away, not wanting him to see.

The fireworks show was amazing, just like Robin had promised. Blue and gold whirled into the sky. Red and green coiled and zoomed before bursting into a dazzling display. Gold flittered into the air before sending dozens of twinkling stars across the sea of black. You were actually sorry when it was over, partly because of the show and partly because you had to move and you just wanted to freeze this moment forever, this moment where everything was still okay.

“Come on princess, let’s head back to my place,” Eddie said, standing and offering you his hand.

“Umm, actually, I am going to head back with Jen,” you replied.

“Why?”

“I just, I haven’t been home in a while,” you shrugged, unable to meet his eyes, not wanting him to see the truth that was hiding behind them.

“You were there last night, weren’t you?”

“Well, yeah, but I’ve been gone so much. I just really think I should go home with her and I’m kind of wanting to just sleep in my own bed tonight. I've got work tomorrow and I just, I haven't been sleeping that well. I mean, we can see each other tomorrow, right?”

Eddie looked so disappointed and hurt and you wanted to eat all of your words back, but you had to make a distinction here. Maybe if you spent less time with him, he would want you more. Maybe you would remain interesting. Then again, maybe not. You had no idea what you were doing right now but you knew you were on the verge of breaking down and you couldn't do that in front of him. You knew that you needed some space to breathe and think.

Sebastian was an asshole, but his words had burrowed deep into your psyche. You couldn’t shake them out. He had only spoken everything that you were already scared of out loud. Every time you tried to convince yourself that maybe this time could be different, that maybe you found someone who would stay, something reminded you how very stupid you were being.

“I mean, yeah, I guess,” he said, kicking at the sand. “I just don’t understand why you don’t want to come with me. Are you sure you’re okay? You just seem a little...off.”

“Look, you already got your horny problem fixed. So, what’s the big deal? We’d just go to sleep anyway,” you said, forcing a small laugh.

He looked like you'd slapped him. “Is that the only reason you think I want you to come back to my place?”

“Jen’s leaving,” you said quickly. “I have to go if I want to catch up with her.” You kissed him quickly before running off after Jen, trying to ignore the aching feeling in your chest. This was why you were doing this. You had to put a cork in these feelings that you were quickly losing control of. You had to protect yourself because that man had the power to completely shatter you.

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patchouliauthor · 8 months

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Head Over Heels | Shawn Spencer X F!Reader

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI. Oral sex (M! receiving), unprotected p in v, sort of subby Shawn.

Word Count: 3060

A/N: This took me so long because I've been busy with school and work but it is finally here. Hope you guys love it!

Summary: You meet Shawn at a bar and hit it off quickly.

Finally, you were done with your thesis and the research needed to graduate with your masters in behavioral analysis. To celebrate, your friends brought you out to your favorite karaoke club.

You had the best friends in the world; Janine, Mikki, and their boyfriends Larry and Garrett. Janine and Mikki were your roommates in undergrad.

Mikki brought many guys back to your dorm room during the years you lived together, and not one of them were good enough for her and you made sure they knew. Then one day she brought home Garrett, and you just smiled at him as he left. Janine however stayed with the first guy she dated, Larry. He worshiped the ground that Janine walked on, and so you were cool with him too.

The karaoke bar was packed, but you had a perfect seat to watch people go up there and try their hand at the karaoke machine. One poor, very drunk, guy walked up and started singing “Wheel in the Sky” by Journey, and you were afraid you were going to watch this man’s soul leave his body with the amount of force he was putting into it.

“Why don’t you get up there and sing?” Larry asked you.

“No thanks!” You scoffed. You could carry a tune but you were not much of a singer, plus you had not nearly had enough alcohol to give you the confidence to go up there.

“Leave her alone Larry, we’re here to celebrate!” Mikki said.

You all took a shot of… something. It didn’t taste good but it wasn’t really supposed to. It burnt going down and you made a slight face, but it started to do the job almost instantly.

“So now that you’ve got your degree, are you looking to settle down?” Janine asked.

“Any cute boys?” Mikki followed up.

“Not at the moment, no.” You giggled. “Oh come on, there must be someone.” Mikki said.

“When the right guy comes around, you will be the first to know.” You said.

“Let’s drink to that.” Garrett said and you all took swigs of the drinks in front of you.

After about a half an hour of mediocre singing and too many drinks, they finally convinced you to go up there. You took a few seconds to pick the song until you found it. Head Over Heels by Tears for Fears. It was perfect. You pressed play and the familiar intro played. You heard the door open and you watched as two men walked in. One was bald, wearing a button up shirt tucked into khaki colored dress pants and nice shoes. The other had brown hair and a leather jacket on, and they both lit up as they heard what song was playing. Quickly, it was your turn to sing.

“I wanted to be with you alone…” You started. The men looked up at you in amazement. Maybe you were a better singer than you thought, or maybe you were just incredibly drunk. Either way, this song was going to get sung and it was going to be by you.

You kept singing, and the brunette man never took his steely gaze off of you.

“Something happens and I’m head over heels. I never find out, ‘til I’m head over heels.” You sang loud and clear. He smiled.

When the song wrapped up, not only your table of friends applauded loudly, but so did many others in the bar, including the leather jacket wearing mystery man.

When you came down from the stage, you saw the man watching you the whole way to your table. You knew you had to talk to him, and as soon as your friends saw who you were looking at, they agreed.

“Go over there!” Janine said.

“I swear Y/N if you don’t go over there I will.” Mikki said, much to the dismay of Garrett.

You giggled and then walked towards him just to go past him and go to the bar; you do not chase men. Luckily, he apparently does the chasing and meets you at the bar.

“You sounded great up there. You a big Tears for Fears fan?” He asked.

“Oh I love them. I would play their CD’s while studying all the time. My favorite CD is Songs from the Big Chair.” You answer.

“Mine too. My name is Shawn. Shawn Spencer.” He said.

“My name is Y/N. Nice to meet you.” You said.

You small-talked for a while, finding out the man with him is named Gus, despite Shawn attempting to give him a fake name. You also found out they work for and run a psychic detective agency. That made you laugh.

“What’s so funny?” He asked.

“You? You’re a psychic?” You asked.

“Is that so hard to believe?” He asked back.

“I mean, you don’t strike me as the ‘psychic’ type.” You said with air quotes.

“Here let me show you.” He said.

“You just finished your masters degree… that’s why you're here… you’re celebrating.” He said.

“Not bad.” You said, not quite impressed yet. “What’s my degree in?” You asked.

“My first assumption is being drop dead gorgeous, because it seems like you are an expert in that field. My second guess however, behavioral analysis.” He said.

“Wow. Color me impressed.” You said back. “One final question. Are you an Aries?” You asked.

“I am. How did you know?” He asked.

“You tell me. Maybe I’m a little psychic. Or maybe it’s hyper-observation, my masters degree, and a lucky guess.” You said.

He laughed. “Could I perhaps get your number?”

You looked over at your table to see Mikki and Janine staring at you. You held back a giggle as you wrote it down on a napkin and handed it over.

You strutted away to your table with your drink in hand. Your friends could barely hold back their excitement when you sat down and started smiling at them.

“So?” Janine asked.

“Are we the ‘first to know?’” Mikki asked, quoting you from earlier.

“You may just be.” You said.

Meeting up with Shawn became a pass-time. He often ran into you, claiming it was “fate” or “psychic abilities.” You still weren’t sold on the idea of being psychic. Everything you learned for your degree told you that he was probably just hyper-observant, but his skills prove to be almost superhuman sometimes. Maybe he was a lab experiment gone wrong. Or maybe it had something to do with his dad that he never talks about fondly.

You learned a lot about him and he learned a lot about you too, and you found yourself falling for him. He was funny, quick-witted, had amazing but also questionable music taste, and was unfortunately incredibly good-looking.

He did seem to be sort of a womanizer, but you couldn’t blame him. You were also a sort of player, when you had time to be. In undergrad you broke many hearts, but once grad school started you didn’t have time for games, and you hoped that those days were over. You had a feeling that the games were just started now that you are getting involved with Shawn Spencer, but you still wanted to give it a try.

You got a call from Shawn while you were watching the channel 8 news.

“Hello?” You picked up.

“The owner did it.” He said. You were watching a report about a robbery at a local store. How he knew that you were watching the news, you didn’t know, but you had gotten used to that.

“Did the eye contact avoidance give it away to you too?” You asked him.

“You are good. Almost as good as me.” He said.

“Well I do have a degree.” You joked.

“You do indeed. Now, what would you say to a ride on my motorcycle and dinner under the stars?” He asked.

“I’d say that’s too good to be true. When do I need to be ready?” You asked back.

“Um, now?” He said.

You looked out your window and saw Shawn parked by your apartment building with a bouquet of flowers.

“Be right out.” You said.

Shawn drove you to a beautiful clearing a bit out of the city on his bike. The sun was just setting and it made the whole area golden, including Shawn. He grabbed your hand and began walking towards the center of the clearing. Once you were past some of the higher grass, you saw a picnic basket and a big blanket, complete with two glasses and a big bottle of rosé.You chuckled thinking about Shawn buying what appeared to be an expensive bottle, and immediately realized it was probably with the help of Gus and his credit card. You made a mental note to get Gus a gift in return for Shawn spending his money.

Shawn led you to the blanket and then sat down, opening the picnic basket and pulling out all of your favorite picnic foods. You try to recall telling him your favorite foods, but you can’t. He’s either a really good psychic or an incredibly good stalker. You didn’t think too hard on that last thought as he looked up at you smiling. He took the glasses and poured you some of the champagne. You took a sip and let the alcohol burn your throat.

You didn’t talk much, just occasionally cracking jokes, taking sips, and picking at the food he brought. You rarely ever felt as content as you did in Shawn’s presence.

“You are so beautiful.” Shawn said, barely above a whisper while you were looking at the stars that recently became visible.

You turned to look him in the eyes to find he was looking at your lips. You hadn’t kissed him yet but god did you want to. It’s not that he hadn’t tried to before, because he had, you just wanted to play hard to get. You knew that tonight that you didn’t have that resolve.

He smiled as he lifted his eyes to meet yours. You were suddenly aware of how close he was; you could smell the mint toothpaste and rosé on his breath.

“Please.” Is all he could muster to say, and with that single syllable your lips were on his. It was a sweet kiss, so sweet you wished it was your first kiss ever. His lips brushed over yours so gently you were afraid he was going to pull away. Instead, he leaned in further and deepened the kiss. His hand reached up to the back of your head to pull you even closer to him. You obliged, scooting closer on the picnic blanket and knocking over your half full champagne glasses onto the grass.

You reached up to place your hand on the back of his head. You couldn’t help yourself and you tugged lightly on the short hairs on the nape of his neck. At the feeling, he whimpered the slightest bit. To try and cover it up he lightly pushed you until you were on your back and he was hovering above you.

“That was a dirty move.” He said as his lips moved down to your neck teasingly. You tried to keep your composure but his words made you squirm a little and you felt him smile against the skin of your neck.

Things quickly picked up speed, and as he feverishly kissed your lips he put his knee in between your legs at the perfect spot. You did your best to rub against his knee without him noticing, but you failed. He pulled away from you.

“Tsk. Naughty, naughty.” He said, smirking.

“Shawn, please.” You said, frustration evident.

“Oh, poor thing. Do you want to fuck you right here in the field?” He said, mocking you. You moaned at his words.

“No. I want our first time to be special. Get up.” He said and quickly got off of you. You just blinked at him in surprise and didn’t move. He reached a hand out to you. “Come on, I’ll take you back to my place.”

You reached up to grab his hand and he pulled you to your feet. He kept hold of your hand and started walking towards his bike.

“What about the picnic stuff?” You asked.

“Do you really care about that right now?” He asked back.

You smiled at him before shaking your head no. He smiled back and started pulling you towards his bike. You weren’t certain in the dark, but when he turned it looked like his jeans were becoming a little too tight for his comfort.

Once you were both on the bike, he began flying towards his apartment. It was so fast but not fast enough, and you were needing more friction to soothe the problem Shawn had started. You tried to secretly grind down on the motorcycle seat. It was helping but not enough, so you began to pick up speed. Your breath was getting funny at the contact, and it was moments before Shawn noticed.

He didn’t stop you. Something about you getting off on his bike was making him go feral. He even fantasized about fucking you over top of it while you wore his leather jacket. He needed you as much as you needed him. It was then you both looked over and realized you were about to pass the Psych office. As much as he wanted to make your first time special, he had to have you right then and there, so he pulled over and hurried to the door, leaving you on the bike. You followed right behind him as he fiddled with the key to the door.

He unlocked the door and pushed you inside, immediately finding your mouth with his in the darkness. He shut and locked the door behind him without ever leaving your skin. Your lips never left his as you both walked back until your knees hit the leather couch by the window and you sat back onto it. His lips left yours and he yanked his shirt over his head swiftly before returning to you. As you kissed him you fiddled with his belt until you were able to pull his pants down, showing off the tent in his boxers. You didn’t give him time to think before you yanked his boxers down, showing off his large cock.

“Woah, slow down.” He whined. “You’re still fully clothed.”

You didn’t care, and you reached to grab his length, pumping him up and down. He threw his head back. You loved to see him like this, and while he was blissed out from the pleasure your hand was giving him, you put your mouth on him.

“Oh Jesus, doll. You’re gonna kill me.” He said.

You bobbed up and down on his length, and what you couldn’t fit you stoked with your hand. He grabbed your hair back into a ponytail while you pleasured him, reaching your other hand down to rub yourself through your jeans.

“You feel so good.” He choked out. You could tell that he was resisting the urge to fuck your mouth. You released him with a pop and pumped him with your hand, feeling the wetness from your mouth and the precum leaking from his tip.

“I need you so bad.” He said, pupils blown out with lust.

“Come and get me.” You said back.

Wrong thing to say.

You had never had your clothes taken off of you so fast in your life. In seconds you were completely naked, on your back with him hovering over top of you. He lined himself up with your entrance before looking into your eyes.

“Tell me to stop.” He said.

“I can’t.” You said back. He gave you a swift kiss and then rested his forehead on yours as he pushed himself into you. You moaned in harmony with him. He waited for you to adjust to him before he moved.

“Just tell me when, sweetheart.” He said. You couldn’t make out words so you kissed him to signal you were ready.

He pushed in and out of you slowly, filling you up with each stoke. He was taking his time with you, savoring the moment of you under him on the leather couch. Everytime he comes back to work he's going to think of you taking his cock right here.

He started to speed up and you moaned. “Kiss me.” You said and he obliged. As he filled you up below, his tongue explored every inch of your mouth. Both of you were sweating, moaning messes.

You could feel yourself getting so precariously close to the edge. You knew you only needed a little bit more to get you there. It was at this moment that Shawn reached down and starting rubbing circles on your clit, adding just the right amount of pressure. How did he know that was what you wanted so badly? Maybe he is psychic. The way he touched you exactly where you wanted without you having to say a word made you think he just might be.

You were thrown headfirst over the edge. The feeling was so good you thought you might cry. His hips faltered as he pulled out of you clumsily, releasing all over your stomach. Before he got too soft, he shoved himself back into you and rested his head on your shoulder. You both panted as you came down from your highs.

“I’ve wanted to do that since I saw you at the karaoke bar.” He said, still out of breath.

“Well after tonight, I think you’ll have many more chances to do it again.” You said and smiled. He returned your smile.

“Do you think we should probably leave now so we don’t forget to by the time Gus comes in in the morning?” You asked.

“That is the first time someone has mentioned Gus right after having sex.” He said.

“Shawn.” You said laughing.

He laughed too and got up to find something to clean you off with. After he cleaned you up, you both got dressed and rode back to his apartment, where he got to go at you all over again. You knew that no matter what, you would never forget your time with Shawn in the Psych office, mostly because he’d always be there to remind you of it.

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jiabeewrites · 1 year

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You Don't Know What You Mean To Me

(barbara gordon/oracle aesthetic made by @aesthetics-and-fuckery, aka me. Do not steal!)

Pairing: Dick Grayson x Barbara Gordon, Barbara Gordon x pining!fem!reader, Jason Todd x reader (friends with benefits)

SONG: Jolene (But It's Gay) cover by Reinaeiry

SUMMARY: You're in love with Barbara Gordon. Problem is, she's engaged to her boyfriend, Dick Grayson.

HOW TO READ: Each set of lyrics is kinda like a divider! each section of words/blurb between the lyrics are a part of the whole story, although there may be timeskips. You can find more stories like this one by looking under the tag #ryn writes songfics

CW: lack of y/n, she/her pronouns, pansexual reader, pining, kinda not-happy ending, self-sacrifice (?), reader's vigilante name is bluejay, cigarrette use, mentions of drinking, nudity, suggested sex but not explicit

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene I'm begging of you, please just leave your man Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene Please just leave him 'cause I know you can

You watched, dread filling your stomach, as he knelt down on one knee, and as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

You watched as everyone applauded and cheered, and as he slid the ring onto her finger.

You watched, and then downed the rest of your drink. You needed to get out of there.

Your beauty is beyond compare With flaming locks of auburn hair With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green "Blue?"

"Yeah?"

"Will you be my maid of honor?"

You turned around to look at her.

"You're my best friend. And you don't have to wear a dress."

You smiled.

"Anything for you, babes." Your smile is like a breath of spring Your voice is soft like summer rain And I just want to be with you, Jolene

"Blue, what do you think about this one?"

Barbara had managed to convince you to go dress shopping with her, even though you told her that you were more of a suit kinda gal.

"It's beautiful, Babs. You look great."

Everything looked beautiful on her. She was beautiful.

She laughed.

"Sometimes I think you're just saying that."

You smiled, trying not to show your discontent.

"Never, babes."

I think about you and I weep 'Cause there's nothing I can do to keep From crying when you call his name, Jolene

You walked towards the balcony, and found your best friend there. Puffs of smoke circled Jason's face, and once he noticed you, he held the stick out to you. You accepted, and took a deep breath.

"You good?"

"No."

He huffed out a dry laugh.

"Yeah, I didn't think so."

He didn't say anything after that.

He didn't need to. He already understood how you felt.

And I can't easily understand Why you would settle for that man 'Cause you don't know what you mean to me, Jolene

Once Dick finally accepted that you weren't going to wear a dress to his wedding, you and Jason ditched him and rifled through a rack of leather jackets.

After a few minutes of silence, you spoke.

"Why did she say yes?"

Jason shrugged.

"Even you admitted that she loved him, Blue. Why wouldn't she say yes to somebody she loved?"

"She deserves so much better, Jay."

"That we can agree on."

He looked at you, and your eyes held tears.

"C'mon. Let's go get a drink."

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene I'm begging of you, please just leave your man Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene Please just leave him 'cause I know you can

The next morning, you groaned. Your head was pounding, and as you sat up, you felt the cool air kiss you naked skin.

Jason's arm was around your bare waist, and once you blinked away sleep, you could tell that he was naked, too.

You pushed his arm off you, and shook him awake.

"Ugh, did we-"

"Yeah. I think we did." He groaned.

"Not again..."

The two of you sat in silence.

"Thanks, Jaybird."

"No problem, Blue."

Now you could have your choice of men But I could never love again 'Cause you're the only one for me, Jolene

You sat at your table, and Jason set a cup of coffee down in front of you.

"You need to talk to her."

You scoffed.

"Little late for that, don't ya think?"

He raised an eyebrow.

"Do you want to tell her after she gets married?"

"There's something called keeping your shit to yourself."

He rolled his eyes, and then took a sip out of his mug.

"You and I both you that you are terrible at that."

"Oh really? Who kept her love for a certain redhead all to herself for years because she didn't want to ruin that redhead's happiness?"

Jason gave you a look.

"Bluejay. You need to slow down and think about your happiness for a second."

You looked down at your mug.

"Fine. I'll talk to her."

I had to have this talk with you My happiness depends on you And whatever you decide to do, Jolene

You sucked in a breath as a familiar ringtone echoed across your bedroom.

"Hey."

"Hey. Jason said you wanted to talk?"

"Yeah...Babs? I love you."

"I love you too, silly."

You sighed.

"Not...not like that. I love you, Barbara."

All you heard was silence.

"How long?" You hated that edge in her voice.

"Years. But Dick confessed before I could, and then I didn't want to ruin your happiness, so I just kept it to myself. I was gonna tell you, that night, but then Dick proposed and-"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Have you been faking our friendship the entire time because you loved me?"

"No, Babs, I swear! I still want to be friends...I didn't tell you earlier because I didn't want to ruin what you had. You looked so happy every time I saw you with him, and I love you too much to ruin that for you. You deserve to be happy, Barbara."

"But so do you!" The edge in her voice was gone, replaced by thick emotion.

You smiled sadly.

"You being happy is enough for me, babes."

You could hear her crying on the other end.

"Blue...I love you so much. I-I'm sorry I can't love you in that way, I'm sorry that I don't know how, I-"

"Babs. It's okay. Marry Dick, live a long life with him. If he makes you happy, then I'm happy."

You paused, and hovered your thumb over the red button before changing your mind.

"I love you, Babs. I always will."

"I love you too."

And you hung up.

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene I'm begging of you, please just leave your man Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene Please just leave him 'cause I know you can

"Do you, Richard John Grayson, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish from this day forward until death do you part?"

"I do."

"And do you, Barbara Jean Gordon, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish from this day forward until death do you part?"

She took one last glace at you.

You nodded.

Her happiness was enough for you.

She smiled at you, eyes full of tears and gratitude. Then she turned back to her fiance, who looked confused.

"I do."

"Then, if there are no objections?"

Barbara snuck a glance at you, but you just smiled sadly at her.

"Then with the power vested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Jolene Oh, Jolene

A/N: This is my first time writing something really depressing, I kinda cried while writing this...hope you enjoy!

#ryn writes songfics #jason todd #dick grayson #barbara gordon #dick grayson x barbara gordon #barbara gordon x reader #jason todd x reader #pansexual #ryn writes stuff #jiabeewrites #aesthetics-and-fuckery

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wolfspero · 7 months

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Hey, I don't want to bother you, so I'll write to you here (and you don't have to reply, of course) I just thought I should say thank you for interacting with my old post, it made my evening- <3

Every time it’s nice to see that there are a few who are interested in this game in one way or another.

Hello! Oh no, I'm not bothered at all - quite the opposite, actually. This is such a sweet message. You don't owe me any thank you, but that's nice from you.

I was glad to see your post too. I was only looking for Heavy Rains' fan arts and gifs (well, especially those about Norman Jayden, but I think that I was open to a lot of things), but I didn't expect to learn anything about the next (unfortunately abandoned) game.

The potential was insane. The fact that it was centered on Norman already got me, but Jack Reilly's existence and their life together? Like omg? First, that means that Norman is canonically gay / bi, which is both awesome and unexpected.

I really had a great time with this video game. It probably was my first narrative game (and more specifically, a game with choices, but I don't know how to say it in English) and I loved the experience. I played it a few times and also watched some let's play (I just finished one today, because a very well known French streamer just discovered Heavy Rain and I wanted to live this experience again). It's always cool. A lot of feelings, several linked points of vue, endearing characters... bref, it works, and it's hard to just move on after the end.

However, it's really hard to ignore how the whole game shows a typical straight male gaze. Like all the time, and it's not even subtle. Women are objectified for no purpose - just because they can do it, I guess? This is not just about David Cage's shower obsession (like really, how many shower scenes? is it a kink or something? for real, it happens too often to be ignored ahah), but how he portrays his female characters. It's quite painful to watch. How many sexual aggressions? We even have a particularly scary agression in a dream? Was any of it really necessary? Did they exist in any other way?

Oh, yes, we had Madison Paige. I liked her, but she was not an exception at all. She also was over sexualized - not surprising, at this point - but that's not all. Yes, she is smart and brave. But that doesn't erase the fact that she only exists to be here for Ethan Mars. She was the nice nurse that helped him every time he was hurt, because that's how women are supposed to be.

Gender roles are very stereotyped and it even starts in the firsts minutes of the game, when Grace is depicted like if she was so boring. She took care of the children all day, managed all the organization herself and is basically exhausted.

And when she comes home, what? Ethan didn't do anything. He has to wait for his wife to tell him what to do, to remember that yes, it's his kid's birthday and he should be more invested. So a very hard task, to get the table ready... except he doesn't even know where the plates are, how to open the placard (I don't remember the English word, sorry) and can't even take care of the material. But he did it, so I guess we should applaud?

And after that, Grace continues to set up everything, without any consideration, while he goes out to play with the kid. It brings him the good role. I guess that Grace would love to spend fun time with her children too, but she can't since she is the only one to be invested in his son's birthday organization.

So when I read that Norman Jayden had a boyfriend, I was just confused. Wtf David? Were you drunk or something? How could you even not think straight? I know that sometimes a strong enough misogyny can involuntarily become gay, but still. This is so far from what we saw in Heavy Rain. I was not expecting it to be somehow canon. But it is, and I take it. It's just so sad that we'll (probably) never see it as a game.

The fandom seems to do the job for all of us. It doesn't appear as dead as you say, really. I saw some AO3 fanfictions... but didn't read any of it yet. It's not that easy to start an English story when you're so far from being fluent. I already struggle to read in French due to my attention issues (or at least it is the main reason), so starting a story in English is something else - and way harder. I already did it, but not many times and my level stays way too low for me to don't see any difference. Anyway, I hope to be able to start some of them. I saw a lot of potential in a few Norman/Ethan stories and I don't want to miss it.

Well, now, I also hope that Norman/Jack fanfictions exist. I guess not, according to your post? If so, what a waste. We don't know much about them (or at least I do not), but already enough to write a very entertaining story. Jack Reilly obviously was a very skilled scientist. He worked on advanced technologies and Normand used them on the field. This is both revolutionary and fascinating.

Also, we have the whole addiction to triptocaine part. They unfortunately had that in common - Jack even died for it. That brings a deep meaning to all the times we saw Norman fight against his addiction. The fact that he couldn't stop and was sure to die because of it. It's even more significant to know that his love died from it. It's awful and dramatic. But for the same reason, I think that it has - again - a huge potential. A story about their common addiction and how they deal with it would be amazing.

It deserves to exist, really. Oh, and of course, Jack also deserves to survive. I want to see Norman and him happy together. Our poor FBI guy wasn't very lucky until now, so it has to change. I'm not sure that I couldn't support anything else ahah.

Well... This answer starts to be long (or at least, way more than what I expected), so I should stop here. Just thank you for your kind words and your implication in the fandom. It's really pleasant to see. And the fandom doesn't need anything else to be alive.

#heavy rain #quantic dream #norman jayden #jack reilly #ethan mars #madison paige #david cage #sorry for the long answer #I'm not used to it #anyway #thank you again

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adriennebarnes · 1 year

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Boyfriend

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Hispanic!Reader

Summary: Y/N’s boyfriend ditches her at the Rave’N dance but Xavier makes her night better

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors probably

A/N: Inspired by Dove Cameron’s song Boyfriend because I have played that song 303 times according to my Spotify and according to TikTok, the majority of my birth placements give off Boyfriend vibes, takes place before season 1 of Wednesday.

Also “teach me tonight” and “there’s a frog in my hand” are probably my favorite fics that I have written

Masterlist

It was the Rave’N dance, the event many Nevermore students looked forward to. Where no homework was assigned to them because of the dance and where outcasts can bring normies, if there were any cool normies, as their dates. Y/N and Enid we’re getting ready together.

“Can you help me zip up my dress?” Y/N asked Enid.

“Yeah sure, then you can help me with mine.” Enid said. Now with both girls dressed, they helped each other with their makeup. “Do you think we’re a little too overdressed?” Enid asked.

“Let’s see…I’m Hispanic, this years theme is Olympus, we may be overdressed but we’re probably the best dressed.” Y/N said. “Do you think Daniel will like it?” Daniel is Y/N’s vampire boyfriend.

“If he doesn’t, he’s a dumbass. Come on, let’s go.” Enid said. They left their room and Y/N saw Daniel in a suit ready to go. They looped their arms together and made their way to the dance. Everyone stared as Y/N and Enid walked in.

Everyone was complimenting their dresses and Y/N and Daniel sat together. Daniel was on his phone while Y/N tried to make conversation. She gave up after 10 minutes and started chatting with other people at the table while Xavier looks at her from afar.

“Can’t believe she decided to go with that guy.” Xavier said.

“He’s her boyfriend, Xavier, they kinda have to go together.” Ajax said.

“But look at them! Daniel doesn’t take her out to dance, he’s on his phone, this is a dance, they should be out dancing.” Xavier said.

“Then take her out to dance.” Ajax said. But when Xavier was going to stand up, Ajax slammed him back down on his chair. “I was kidding.”

At the table, Y/N, Enid, Kent, and Divina were talking.

“We should dance, come on, let’s go.” Divina said. Everyone was getting up beside Daniel.

“You coming, babe?” Y/N asked. She didn’t give him any nicknames in Spanish because it didn’t feel right.

“Yeah, in a minute.” Daniel said. Y/N rolled her eyes and got up to dance with Enid, Divina, and Kent. Xavier and Ajax joined them too.

“Hey Y/N, you look beautiful.” Xavier told Y/N.

“Thanks Xavier, you look very handsome. But I prefer you with your hair down, may I?” Y/N asked. Xavier nodded and crouched down so Y/N took his hair out of the ponytail, fluffed his hair a bit, and finger brushed his hair back. “There, now you look rockstar dreamy. Are you here with someone?” Y/N asked.

“I mean i came with Ajax but I don’t think that counts though.” Xavier commented and they both laughed. “You came with Daniel, right?”

“Um yeah, he’s my boyfriend so we kinda have to go together.” Y/N commented. “I’m gonna ask the DJ to play a song real quick, hold on” Y/N excused herself so she can give the DJ a request.

“Enjoying your time with Y/N?” Ajax asked Xavier.

“Very much so.” Xavier said.

“Great, now when she comes back, ask her to dance with you when a slow song comes, okay?” Ajax said, patting Xavier on the back. When Y/N came back, the DJ started playing “Propuesta Indecente” by Romeo Santos.

“Hey there, Flaquito, you wanna dance?” Y/N asked.

“Um yeah, what kind of song is this?” Xavier asked.

“It’s bachata. I’ll show you how to dance it, just put your hand on my waist right there, hold my other hand like this and follow my lead.” Y/N said. Xavier was getting a hang of the dance, everyone around them was applauding after their dance. “You were a wonderful dance partner.” Y/N said, curtsying.

“Why thank you, milady.” Xavier said. They all danced, got virgin drinks from the bar, they were all having a good time except for Daniel. He went up to Y/N who was dancing with Xavier and he said,

“Hey, I’m gonna head out.”

“What? You can’t just leave, you didn’t even get to enjoy the dance.” Y/N said.

“I have much more important stuff to do than be at some dumb dance. I’m leaving, you can stay.” Daniel said as he walked away,

“Oh I am definitely staying, bye.” Y/N said. “Sorry about that, Xavier, sometimes me da tanta hockity pockity (a phrase from a telenovela meaning ‘they make me so mad’), I can’t stand him.” Y/N said.

“If you don’t mind me asking, why are you with him?” Xavier asked.

“He wasn’t always like this you know.” Y/N said,

“That may be true but you deserve someone who would go dancing with you, pays attention to you, who would buy you nice things.” Xavier ranted.

“That’s a really nice thing to say Xavier but what are you getting at?” Y/N asked.

“I could be a better than him! I could do the shit that Daniel never did for you.” Xavier said,

“Xavier, you’re out of line.” Y/N said leaving the dance but Xavier followed her out. “Why are you following me?”

“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable Y/N, I’m just saying you deserve so much better than Daniel Mikaelson.” Xavier said.

“How could you possibly know how my relationship is with Daniel? You don’t know shit!” Y/N said.

“I know that Daniel kissed Bianca two weeks ago by the lake.” Xavier said. “What kind of piece of shit would kiss another girl when he’s already dating you?”

“Alright, fine, so Daniel isn’t exactly the best but..” Y/N started.

“Why are you defending him?” Xavier asked.

“Why do you care?” Y/N asked.

“He doesn’t know anything about you!” Xavier shouted.

“You don’t either!” Y/N said.

“I know you named that teddy bear i won you at the fair Berlioz after one of the Aristocats are you childhood pet.” Xavier said. Y/N just stared up at him. “When we go to the movies, you prefer candy over popcorn because you had braces when you were younger (me projecting, I’m sorry), you love rewatching Pretty Woman because of Julia Robert’s hair, and you’re favorite band is Chase Atlantic because I took you to a Chase Atlantic concert when they performed in Boston over the summer.” Xavier said.

“Okay, so you know a lot of things about me, what are you trying to prove?” Y/N asked.

“I could be a better boyfriend than Daniel, I could be such a gentleman.” Xavier said and kissed Y/N’s hand. “I would have never left you at a school dance by yourself. If you two came to the dance together, you two are supposed to leave together, it’s an unwritten rule.”

“I need time to think, okay? Go back to the dance, I’ll go to my dorm.” Y/N said.

“I’ll walk you, here’s my jacket, don’t want you to get sick.” Xavier said, taking off his jacket and helping Y/N put it on. Xavier then walked Y/N to Ophelia Hall. “Here’s your stop.”

“Thank you, here’s your jacket.” Y/N said handing it back to Xavier.

“Have a good night.” Xavier said, kissing Y/N’s cheek.

“You too, Flaquito.” Y/N said.

The next day, Y/N woke up and Enid was getting dressed.

“Why did you leave the dance early? You were having so much fun with Xavier.” Enid said.

“Things got a little weird, you know? Xavier was saying how he could be a better boyfriend than Daniel and saying shit that a best guy friend shouldn’t say at all.” Y/N said.

“Xavier is not wrong, Daniel is a jackass.” Enid said.

“Yeah no, he’s a total dill-hole.” Y/N said.

“Then why are you with him?” Enid asked.

“I think of it like a Jackie and Kelso moment, Jackie deserves better but there’s something about Kelso. I’ll break with him when I see him.” Y/N said and there’s a knock on the door.

“How did you do that? I thought you said you weren’t a witch.” Enid said.

“I’m an Earth Priestess, I didn’t do anything.” Y/N said getting up to answer the door. “Hey Daniel.”

“Hey, listen, I wanted to talk.” Daniel started.

“Me too, I’m breaking up with you.” Y/N said,

“What, why?” Daniel asked.

“De verdad lo preguntas? You left me alone at the dance and you kissed Bianca Barclay two weeks ago. We’re done.” Y/N said.

“Fine, you’ll never find anyone better than me.” Daniel said.

“I already did!” Y/N shouted, slamming the door in Daniel’s face. “Im gonna change.” Y/N said and snapped her fingers so she’s dressed in a casual outfit.

“What’s the difference between a witch and earth priestess? They do exactly the same thing.” Enid said

“Earth priestesses have more powers, witches have too many rules.” Y/N said.

“Ah, makes sense.” Enid said.

“Imma look for Xavi, see you later.” Y/N said. She teleported to Xavier’s dorm hall and knocked on the door and he opened up wearing grey sweatpants and a red t shirt. “I broke up with Daniel.”

“Oh, that’s good.” Xavier said.

“Yeah, so do you really think you could be a better boyfriend than him?” Y/N asked.

“If you give the chance, i’ll try my hardest to be a better boyfriend than him.” Xavier said.

“Okay then Flaquito, I’ll give you a chance. I’ll see you in the quad.” Y/N said leaving. Xavier closed the door and then Ajax came out of his hiding spot.

“Congratulations, flaquito.” Ajax said in a teasing voice.

“Shut up, I got the girl, who are you dating? No one.” Xavier said.

“That’s out of line, man.” Ajax said. Xavier didn’t care though, he was happy.

#Spotify #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thrope imagine #xavier thorpe #percy hynes white #wednesday #hispanic #hispanic reader #latina #latinx #romance

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sankta-starkova · 8 months

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LETTERMAN

034; no drama

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summary: the one where ej and andy get to spend time together in the camp until the production gets in the way, threatening to ruin their summer and relationship

wordcount: 1.6k

They all stood in the barn, the group preparing for Corbin Bleu as they ran through warm ups.

EJ and Andy still haven't talked since last night and everyone could sense the tension between the normally easy going couple.

"Okay everyone, Corbin Bleu is coming!" EJ announced nervously.

Andy could tell he was nervous and she wanted to comfort him but she was still annoyed so she turned her back to him, continuing her warm up with Gina.

He walked over to her, "Andy, we need to talk," he said and she scoffed, about to say something back when Corbin walked through the door.

"Later," Andy said as Corbin walked through, looking around at everyone, judging slightly.

EJ followed him and Corbin started to talk, "I am pumped to be back for this full day of rehearsal because with opening night only ten days away-"

"Ten days away! That's a cause to celebrate," Ricky exclaimed, cutting corbin off. He jumped up, trying to hug him.

Andy knew that Ricky had a bucket list of things to do before his eighteenth birthday and one of which was to hug a celebrity, clearly he was trying it out on Corbin Bleu.

"I understand some of you don't know me as a person. I'm just here to capture some behind the scenes footage so think of me as a fly on the wall, now let's have some fun!" He announced and everyone applauded.

They started the read through, Andy and Kourtney reading through Anna and Elsas lines.

"Ooh, let's unpack this. What's going on, relationship drama? You both like the same guy? Maybe this one?" The cameraman asked, pointing it at Carlos.

Carlos rolled his eyes, "Yes its me, notorious womaniser of the group," he said sarcastically.

"Channing, sir, I've got a boyfriend back home and that hunky director is her man so," Kourtney said hesitantly.

Ricky furrowed his brows at Channing, "If you're looking for dirt or drama, that's just not us. We're all good friends," he explained.

"Lets just move on," Corbin said and they got on with the read through until they noticed Jet was missing.

"God, I knew he wasn't real," Carlos said, shaking his head as he looked around.

EJ jumped up, "It's okay, Maddie, Val, can you look for him?" He asked before turning to Corbin, "Lets take a five in the canteen, everything is cool Mr Bleu,"

He rushed off and Andy followed quickly, the camera filming the two as she chased after him.

She called out his name and he turned around, looking at her. He didn't think that he would follow her, not after the way he had treated her.

Andy could sense that something was off, that he wasnt his normal cheery self and she didn't want him to stress out too much over the role as director.

"You good?" She asked when she saw his nervous expression.

He nodded, putting on a smile for her but she knew it was fake. She knew him well enough to know when he was struggling.

"Perfect, you don't have to worry about me Ands," he said, trying to deflect but she could tell from the slight wobble in his chin that he was upset.

Andy sighed, walking over and pulling him into a hug. Despite their issues lately, he melted into the her instantly, his head resting in the crook of her neck.

"It's okay, I've got you," she whispered and he nodded.

He melted into the hug, holding tight to her. He loved her more than anything and needed to know that he had her.

Not many people ever stuck around for EJ. He didn't have a good support network and she was all he really had so to not have that was hard.

"I can carry some of the weight EJ okay, that's what I'm here for," Andy said as they both sat down, her hand in his.

"I don't want to worry you or get in your way, I know it's a lot," he said.

EJ wanted to tell her about his father but he couldn't bring himself to do that. He already felt like a burden to her and this just made it all worse.

"You're really perfect aren't you," he said, a smile on his face.

He brought his hand up and rested it on her cheek, brushing the pad of his thumb over her cheekbone.

"I try," she stated teasingly, chuckling to herself.

The group walked in, including Channing and Corbin and they looked at the couple.

"You two good?" Gina asked, looking at the two on the couch.

"Yeah, we're great," EJ said, wrapping his arm around Andys shoulders and pressing a kiss to the top of her head. That's when Val walked in, a horrified look on her face.

"Guys, we lost Jet," Val said dramatically.

At the statement, everyone gasped, Maddox jumping up and gasping as she looked at Val, the suspense building. They thought he had died.

Val chuckled, "Sorry, let me clarify. I talked to Dewey and apparently he checked out and is heading home," she explained.

Channing started narrating and Andy rolled her eyes, "Well a cop found him at a bus stop and his parents picked him up," Val explained, finishing the story.

Corbin groaned, shaking his head, "So our most interesting story is happening off camera so we need to make this sing, let's do love is an open door," he suggested, the frustration in his voice evident.

"Pretty boy and his clearly smarter girlfriend, let's get you two up," Corbin said and they walked over to the piano.

"I'm a little rusty as an actor," he said quietly, looking over at her with the nervous expression he had been wearing for the last few days.

She reached down for his hand, a smile on her face, "It's just you and me Eej, just you and me," She said and he nodded.

Ashlyn started to play piano and the two sang the song, relating to it so much.

By the end they were both breathless and smiling, her standing in front of him, his arms around her waist as she looked up at him.

"Perfect, viewer's love a good high school romance," Corbin said as everyone finished applauding.

That night EJ closed the set after a long day of work and Corbin clocked off, everyone celebrating the day.

They all headed to the relaxing room, EJ and Andy feeling a lot better after the events of the evening.

She called out his name as they stopped outside of the room. Her heart was pounding and she didn't know how to say it.

"You know how I said I can carry some of your weight, I need to get something off of my chest," she explained, avoiding eye contact as she stuffed her hands in her pocket, unsure of what else to do.

"Anything Andy, that's what I'm here for right," he said, placing a hand on her shoulder, leading her away from the crowd.

He was worried that maybe she wanted to break up with him, his heart pounding in his chest.

"Some stuffs going on at home," Andy said, not knowing a better way to explain it, "My mum, she's not doing well. She's really ill all the time and I didn't want to worry you but then on the second day I was gonna tell you but then you became the director and I didn't want to stress you out,"

He cut off her rambling by pulling her in for a hug, holding her tight against his chest, "You can tell me anything Andy, anything," he said.

She started to break down and he could feel her sobbing against his chest. He'd only seen her cry a handful of times and mostly it was related to her dad's death.

"I'm here for you baby," he said, pulling away and gently wiping the tears from her cheeks.

Andy sniffled, looking up at him with her big eyes, "I'm sorry for not telling you earlier," she said.

He chuckled, "Hey, no worries baby, you tell me when you're ready," he said, brushing a piece of hair behind her ear, "I'm here for you no matter what. Remember, I can carry some of that weight,"

"God EJ, you're the best boyfriend ever, and the best friend," she said and he smiled, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

"Lets go watch a film yeah, we can talk more later," he said, taking her hand in his and gently pressing a kiss to her knuckles.

After the film had finished and everyone had gone back to their cabins, Gina noticed that her binder was missing.

Andy offered to go with her so the two girls walked in the dark back to the barn. Andy headed back with Gina, the two looking for Ginas binder that she had misplaced during the film.

"There it is," Gina announced as she rushed over. She froze when she saw a letter on top of it and read it before placing it back down.

"What's that?" Andy asked before picking it up despite Ginas protests.

She felt her heart sink when she read the letter. It was from cash to EJ, stating that he was going to go to a leadership school during the next school year.

She couldn't believe that he hadn't told her this yet. She had given him every opportunity today to tell her and he hadn't. It broke her heart.

"Hey Val, did you know about this letter?" Andy asked when she saw Val walk out.

"I can explain," she said and Andy shook her head, trying to stop the tears from falling.

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NEW X-MEN SEASON 2 EPISODE 4

EPISODE 4- A WEB OF LIES

WE OPEN UP IN CESSILY AND SOFIA’S ROOM AS CESSILY AND ROXY SNUGGLE TOGETHER. ROXY ADMITS THAT SHE APPRECIATES THE TIME CESSILY PUTS IN TO SPENDING TIME WITH HER, AND CESSILY CHUCKLES, SAYING THAT SHE’S WORTH IT. THE TWO KISS BEFORE CESSILY SAYS THAT THEY SHOULD PROBABLY GET TO CHEERLEADING PRACTICE, AS SOFIA DOESN’T LIKE IT WHEN THEY’RE LATE. THE GIRLS START FOR THE DOOR, BUT WHEN THEY OPEN IT, THEY SEE ALANI STANDING OUTSIDE. SHE SEEMS A BIT SURPRISED THAT ROXY IS THERE AND ACTS FLUSTERED WHILE CESSILY ASSUMES THAT SHE’S THERE TO REMIND THEM OF PRACTICE. ALANI NODS NERVOUSLY WHILE ROXY TELLS HER THAT THEY ALREADY GOT THE MEMO AND WALKS OFF WITH CESSILY.

CESSILY TELLS ROXY THAT SHE WAS A BIT HARSH, BUT SHE SAYS THAT SHE DOESN’T REALLY TRUST ALANI. SOMETHING SEEMS OFF ABOUT HER. AS THEY WALK OFF, ALANI WATCHES THEM BEFORE EMMA FROST SENDS A TELEPATHIC MESSAGE TO HER, SAYING THAT SHE KNOWS WHAT SHE HAS TO DO.

CUE INTRO AND CREDITS

WE TRANSITION OVER TO LAURIE AS SHE EXITS A CLASSROOM. ALL OF A SUDDEN, A BLACK-GLOVED HAND GRABS HER SHOULDER AND SHE WHIRLS AROUND TO SEE KEVIN STANDING BEHIND HER. SHE IMMEDIATELY ASKS HIM WHAT THE HELL HE’S DOING AND KEVIN SAYS THAT HE NEEDS TO TELL HER SOMETHING. LAURIE SIGHS AND ASKS HIM WHAT HIS PROBLEM IS; HE GHOSTS HER FOR ABOUT FOUR MONTHS IN FAVOR OF HIS NEW SQUAD BUDDIES AND NOW HE SUDDENLY WANTS TO TALK TO HER AND EXPECT TO PICK UP WHERE THEY LEFT OFF. KEVIN SIGHS AND BEGINS TO SPEAK.

KEVIN: LOOK, LAURIE, I WANT YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM JOSH. I KNOW THAT THERE’S SOMETHING UP WITH HIM AND I DON’T WANT YOU TO GET HURT. HE’S BAD NEWS, LAURIE.

LAURIE STARES AT HIM, GOBSMACKED.

LAURIE: OH, I GET IT.

KEVIN: YOU DO?

LAURIE: YOU’RE JEALOUS. YOU ABANDON ME FOR THE COOL KIDS AND NOW THAT I HAVE FRIENDS OUTSIDE OF YOU, AND A BOYFRIEND WHO LOVES ME, YOU WANT TO DO WHATEVER YOU CAN TO BRING THAT DOWN. THAT’S REALLY SELF-CENTERED, YOU KNOW? I WANNA BE HAPPY, KEVIN. I’VE CHANGED. I’M NOT THE SAME SHY WALLFLOWER WHO WOULD TALK WITH YOU ABOUT SHAWN MENDES ALBUMS IN THE LIBRARY. I’M HAPPY, KEV. SO PLEASE, IF YOU CAN’T ACCEPT THAT, I NEED YOU TO LEAVE ME ALONE.

WITH THAT, LAURIE WALKS OFF AND KEVIN WATCHES HER, DETERMINATION IN HIS EYES.

MEANWHILE, SOFIA LEADS THE CHEERLEADERS IN THEIR CHOREOGRAPHED DANCE TO ‘THEY DON’T KNOW’ BY ARIANA GRANDE. AS THE SONG ENDS, SOFIA CONGRATULATES THEM ON THE NEW ROUTINE AND DECIDES TO GIVE A BIG ROUND OF APPLAUSE FOR THEIR NEW MEMBERS; MIRROR GIRL, ALCHEMIST, AND THE STEPFORD SISTERS. AS THEY APPLAUD, MONET COMPLIMENTS SOFIA ON THE NEW ROUTINE, BUT SOFIA SAYS THAT CESSILY CAME UP WITH MOST OF THE CHOREOGRAPHY. THE GIRLS APPLAUD AGAIN AND CESSILY SMILES WHILE ROXY PROUDLY ANNOUNCES THAT SHE’S HER GIRLFRIEND. ALANI SHIFTS UNCOMFORTABLY AT THAT, WHICH MEGAN OBSERVES. SOFIA THEN TELLS THEM ALL THAT THEY CAN LEAVE AND THEY ALL START TO EXIT THE GYM.

AS MEGAN LEAVES, ALANI SAYS THAT SHE NEEDS HER HELP. WHEN MEGAN ASKS HER WHAT SHE NEEDS HELP WITH, ALANI SAYS THAT SHE WAS THINKING OF PUTTING TOGETHER A BRUNCH AND SHE WOULD APPRECIATE IT IF MEGAN COULD ASK CESSILY IF SHE WANTS TO GO. MEGAN NODS, A BIT SUSPICIOUS, AS MONET LOOKS AT ALANI IN INTRIGUE, AND SHE ULTIMATELY AGREES TO TALK TO CESSILY.

AS MEGAN FLIES OVER TO CESSILY, MONET GRABS ALANI BY THE SHOULDER AND ASKS HER IF SHE’S LOST HER MIND. ALANI INNOCENTLY ASKS HER WHAT SHE MEANS, BUT MONET TELLS HER THAT SHE’S A TELEPATH AND SHE KNOWS WHAT EMMA SUGGESTED. ALANI TELLS MONET THAT SHE KNOWS, WHICH IS WHY SHE WANTS HER TO DO THE PROCEDURE, WHICH MONET IS HORRIFIED AT.

MONET: ALANI, YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND. THAT PROCEDURE IS DANGEROUS. YOU SHOULDN’T LET YOUR FEELINGS FOR CESSILY COME BEFORE YOUR COMMON SENSE.

ALANI: YOU’RE JUST JEALOUS BECAUSE THE ADVICE THAT MS. FROST GAVE YOU FAILED AND NOW JULIAN’S WITH THAT GOTH WOLVERINE.

MONET: GOD, ALANI. THE WORLD ISN’T ALL BLACK AND WHITE. I’VE MOVED ON FROM JULIAN. AND YOU SHOULD MOVE ON TOO. CESSILY IS HAPPY WHERE SHE IS, AND THIS PROCEDURE COULD RUIN YOUR FRIENDSHIP WITH HER. IT’S BETTER TO ACCEPT CESSILY THE WAY SHE IS RIGHT NOW.

ALANI: MONET, PLEASE JUST DO THE PROCEDURE. I REALLY WANT THIS, AND I NEED A TELEPATH TO DO IT. IF YOU WERE REALLY MY FRIEND, YOU’D DO IT.

MONET SIGHS, AND THEN TELLS ALANI THAT SHE KNOWS WHEN HER MIND’S MADE UP AND SHE’LL DO THE PROCEDURE IF ONLY TO BE A GOOD FRIEND, BUT ALANI HAS NO IDEA WHAT SHE’S DOING. ALANI BEAMS AND TELLS MONET THAT THEY’LL MEET AT THE GRIND STONE IN FIFTEEN MINUTES BEFORE WALKING OFF TO MEET MEGAN AND CESSILY. MONET THEN WALKS UP TO SOFIA AND TELLS HER THAT SHE NEEDS HELP.

SOFIA: WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

MONET: I THINK… I THINK ALANI’S ABOUT TO DO SOMETHING AWFUL. AND I JUST AGREED TO HELP HER.

LATER, CLARICE WALKS ALONG THE HALLWAYS OF XAVIER’S BEFORE RECEIVING A TEXT FROM SOFIA, SAYING THAT SHE’S A BIT BUSY WITH SOMETHING AT THE MOMENT, BUT THERE WILL BE PLENTY OF TIME FOR THEIR DATE LATER. CLARICE TEXTS BACK BEFORE ENTERING A CLASSROOM AND MEETING UP WITH TWO MORE STUDENTS. ONE IS A BLUE-SKINNED, POINTY-EARED GIRL WITH THREE FINGERS AND TOES, AND THE OTHER ONE IS A BALD, PALE-SKINNED BOY IN SHORTS AND A HAWAIIAN T-SHIRT THAT READS ‘PARTY NAKED’ ON IT. CLARICE EXCITEDLY GREETS TALIA JOSEPHINE WAGNER AND KEVIN SYDNEY, ALSO KNOWN AS NOCTURNE AND MORPH, WHO BOMBARD HER WITH HUGS.

TJ JOKINGLY SAYS THAT SHE’S GLAD CLARICE COULD TAKE SOME TIME OFF FROM HANGING OUT WITH HER NEW MUTANT BUDDIES WHILE MORPH APPLAUDS CLARICE FOR NOT ONLY SHOWING UP TO COMIC CLUB ON TIME BUT ALSO BEING ABLE TO HIT SOME SEXY LATINA TAIL. TJ WHACKS HIM ON THE ARM WHILE MORPH COMMENTS ON CLARICE’S OBVIOUS SEX HAIR, SAYING THAT SHE’S CLEARLY NOT USED HER BED FOR MUCH SLEEPING, IF SHE WAS EVEN IN HER BED. CLARICE REMINDS MORPH THAT HER SEX LIFE IS NONE OF HIS BUSINESS, BUT MORPH SAYS THAT HE CAN’T HELP IT. AS HE SPEAKS, HE MORPHS INTO A CHALK-WHITE VERSION OF SOFIA WITH PORN-STAR LEVEL LIPS AND BOOBS BEFORE CLARICE GRABS HIM BY THE NECK, MAKING HIM INFLATE LIKE A BALLOON.

TJ GIGGLES BEFORE ASKING WHERE BEAK AND ANGEL ARE. THIS IS THE SECOND TIME THEY’VE FLAKED AND THEY CAN’T MAKE COMIC CLUB OFFICIAL AND GAIN NEW MEMBERS IF THE OG MEMBERS DON’T KNOW THE VALUES OF PUNCTUALITY. MORPH THEN SAYS THAT HE HASN’T SEEN THEM IN CLASS FOR A WHILE, AND CLARICE WONDERS WHERE THEY ARE. SHE KNOWS HOW EXCITED THEY WERE TO TALK ABOUT MARIA LLOVET AND HOW HER ART REVOLUTIONIZED THE AMOUNT OF SEXUALITY IN COMICS.

SUDDENLY, THE DOOR FLIES OPEN AND BEAK ENTERS, WRINGING HIS HANDS WITH WORRY. HE PACES AROUND THE ROOM RAMBLING SOMETHING THAT SOUNDS LIKE A MIX OF ENGLISH AND SQUAWKING. CLARICE TELLS HIM TO CALM DOWN AND TJ ASKS WHAT’S WRONG. BEAK TELLS THEM THAT HE REALLY MESSED UP AND HE NEEDS THEIR HELP, AND MORPH ASKS WHAT’S MORE IMPORTANT THAN COMIC CLUB.

BEAK: OH GOD… OH GOD… I’M SO SORRY, GUYS. I DIDN’T KNOW… I SWEAR I DIDN’T KNOW WHAT I DID WHEN I DID IT AND NOW… OH MY GOD… AND NOW ANGEL IS PREGNANT WITH MONSTER BABIES!

THE TRIO LOOK AT HIM IN SHOCK WITH MORPH MIMICKING THE EXPRESSION OF A SHOCKED CARTOON CHARACTER AS BEAK STARTS SQUAWKING AGAIN.

MEANWHILE, MONET, SOFIA, CESSILY, ALANI, AND MEGAN HEAD OVER TO A LOCAL COFFEE SHOP AS CESSILY THANKS ALANI FOR PUTTING THIS BRUNCH TOGETHER. THEY THEN OPEN THE DOOR AND SIT DOWN AT A BOOTH AS SURGE GREETS THEM, DRESSED IN AN APRON.

NORI: WELL I’LL BE DAMNED. MONET ST. CROIX DARES TO ENTER AN ESTABLISHMENT THAT SHE PREVIOUSLY REFERRED TO AS A ‘GHETTO STARBUCKS’.

MONET: HEY ASHIDA. LONG TIME, NEVER SPEAK.

NORI CHUCKLES BEFORE MEGAN COMMENTS THAT SHE DIDN’T KNOW SHE WORKED AT THE GRIND STONE. NORI SAYS THAT SHE’S JUST LOOKING TO MAKE A QUICK BUCK, BEFORE TAKING THEIR ORDER. SOFIA EXCITEDLY GREETS NORI BEFORE TELLING MONET THAT A LOT OF STUDENTS GO HERE BEFORE AND AFTER SCHOOL. SHE THEN POINTS OVER TO WHERE DAVID, CAM, AURA, JAY, SOORAYA, LIN, AND LAURIE ARE SITTING AT A BOOTH AND WAVES AT THEM. AFTER TAKING THEIR ORDER, NORI SPEEDS OFF TO THE KITCHEN WHILE CESSILY AND SOFIA WAVE GOODBYE.

MEGAN: JUST OUT OF CURIOSITY, ALANI, WHY DID YOU PUT THIS BRUNCH TOGETHER?

ALANI: OH, UH… I JUST THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUN TO JUST HANG OUT WITH MY FRIENDS, ENJOY A LITTLE DOWNTIME, Y’KNOW?

MONET: I BET YOU DID.

SOFIA LOOKS OVER AT MONET BEFORE TURNING TO ALANI, A BIT WORRIED.

MEANWHILE, JOSH CHANGES FOR FOOTBALL PRACTICE BEFORE WALKING OUT WITH BRIAN. AS THEY LEAVE THE LOCKER ROOM, KEVIN SNEAKS IN BEFORE LOOKING AROUND THE LOCKERS. HE THEN NOTICES A KEYCHAIN POKING OUT OF ONE LOCKER AND HE TOUCHES THE LOCK WITH HIS BARE HAND, WITHERING IT. HE THEN PULLS OUT JOSH’S DUFFEL BAG AND RIFLES THROUGH HIS STUFF BEFORE PULLING OUT HIS PHONE. HE THEN LOOKS THROUGH JOSH’S CALL HISTORY BEFORE TAPPING ON A MESSAGE FROM AN UNKNOWN CONTACT, WHICH HE PLAYS.

MESSAGE: JOSH, IT’S RAHNE. RAHNE SINCLAIR. LOOK, I CAN’T DO THIS ANYMORE. I LIKE YOU. YOU’RE A GREAT GUY, BUT THIS IS WRONG. YOU’RE A STUDENT AND I’M A TEACHER. WE NEED TO STAY PROFESSIONAL. SO I’M SORRY, BUT WE CAN’T SEE EACH OTHER ANYMORE. DON’T CALL OR TEXT ME AND DELETE MY NUMBER FROM YOUR CONTACTS. IT’S OVER. I’M SORRY.

KEVIN PLAYS THE MESSAGE AGAIN AS HIS EYES NARROW.

MEANWHILE, CLARICE TELLS BEAK THAT SHE’S GONNA GO OVER THIS ONE MORE TIME; ANGEL ACCEPTED A BET TO KISS HIM BUT KNEW HOW SAD HE WAS, SO SHE HAD SEX WITH HIM TO MAKE HIM FEEL BETTER, AND NOW SHE’S PREGNANT ALREADY WITHIN THE SPAN OF FIVE DAYS AND HE THINKS FROST AND CYCLOPS WOULD KICK THEM BOTH OUT IF THEY FOUND OUT. BEAK STARTS TO SOB AS CLARICE SPEAKS AND SAYS THAT HE DIDN’T KNOW THAT IT TOOK FIVE DAYS BETWEEN THE SEX AND THE BIRTH FOR A FLY’S PHYSIOLOGY.

MORPH: HEY, ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, NOW YOU KNOW WHAT A FLY’S VAGINA LOOKS LIKE!

BEAK STARTS SOB-SQUAWKING AGAIN AS TJ ASKS HIM IF ANGEL IS STILL PREGNANT THEN. BEAK TELLS HER THAT ANGEL HAS ALREADY STARTED LAYING EGGS AND HE COMMENTS THAT THEY’RE LIKE MONSTERS HANGING IN BAGS MADE OF SKIN AND IT’S ALL HIS FAULT. CLARICE SIGHS AND PUTS A HAND ON HIS SHOULDER.

CLARICE: BARNELL, LOOK, THIS IS NOT YOUR FAULT, NOR IS IT ANGEL’S. PEOPLE MAKE MISTAKES, AND THEY ARE NOT TO BLAME FOR THEM. BESIDES, DANI SAYS THAT YOU’RE AN AMAZING STUDENT. SHE’D NEVER AGREE TO KICK YOU OUT.

MORPH: BESIDES, CLARICE HERE WOULD KNOW A LOT ABOUT ACCIDENTAL, AND SOMETIMES INTENTIONAL, SEX.

WHILE TJ ELBOWS MORPH IN THE GUT, BEAK ASKS WHAT HE SHOULD DO NOW. TJ THEN TELLS HIM THAT THE NEXT MOVE IS SIMPLE; THEY NEED TO KNOW WHERE THE EGGS ARE.

MEANWHILE, CESSILY AND ALANI EXIT THE COFFEE SHOP, LAUGHING. CESSILY THEN TELLS ALANI THAT SHE’S REALLY GLAD SHE PUT THE BRUNCH TOGETHER AND ALANI THANKS HER. CESSILY SAYS THAT SHE’S BEEN WANTING TO HANG OUT WITH ALANI FOR A WHILE, BECAUSE SHE LOOKS LIKE A REALLY FUN PERSON, AND ALANI SMILES IN RESPONSE.

CESSILY REACHES FORWARD TO TOUCH ALANI’S HAND, BUT HER HAND PHASES THROUGH IT, GETTING SHREDDED IN THE PROCESS. AS CESSILY’S HAND FALLS TO THE GROUND, ALANI APOLOGIZES, BUT CESSILY LAUGHS AND SAYS THAT SHE WAS LOOKING TO LOSE A FEW POUNDS ANYWAY. ALANI LAUGHS NERVOUSLY AS CESSILY REABSORBS HER HAND, AND SHE COMMENTS THAT HER POWERS ALWAYS TEND TO GET OUT OF CONTROL WHEN SHE GETS EXCITED. CESSILY SYMPATHIZES WITH ALANI’S INABILITY TO ACT UPON HER FEELINGS, AND SAYS THAT SHE WISHES SHE COULD DO SOMETHING TO HELP.

AS MONET, MEGAN, AND SOFIA EXIT, ALANI TELLS CESSILY THAT SHE’S ACTUALLY HEARD OF A TELEPATHIC PROCEDURE THAT CAN ASSIST IN JUST THIS OCCASION. THE CATCH IS THAT IT NEEDS TWO PEOPLE IN ORDER TO WORK. CESSILY LOOKS OVER AT MONET BEFORE ASKING IF IT’S BASICALLY PSYCHIC SEX. ALANI SHRUGS AND CESSILY LOOKS A BIT NERVOUS, BUT SHE ULTIMATELY ACCEPTS. ANYTHING TO HELP OUT A FRIEND. SOFIA LOOKS OVER AT MONET, WHO SIGHS AND SAYS THAT SHE’LL PERFORM THE PROCEDURE IF THEY BOTH INSIST ON IT, BUT WARNS THEM THAT IT CAN BE… A LOT TO HANDLE. ALANI AND CESSILY NOD AND THE QUINTET GATHER UNDERNEATH A LARGE OAK TREE.

UNDER MONET’S INSTRUCTIONS, CESSILY AND ALANI LIE DOWN ON THEIR BACKS AND CLOSE THEIR EYES. MONET THEN SITS BESIDE THEM AND SAYS THAT THEY SHOULD RELAX THEIR MINDS AND HOLD HANDS. ALANI TIMIDLY REACHES FOR CESSILY’S HAND AND SURPRISINGLY, IS ABLE TO HOLD IT WITHOUT DISASTER. MONET INSTRUCTS MEGAN AND SOFIA TO WATCH THEM BEFORE ASKING AGAIN IF THEY’RE OKAY WITH THIS. ALANI AND CESSILY AGREE AND MONET CLOSES HER EYES. A BLUE LIGHT THEN EMERGES FROM MONET’S HEAD BEFORE REACHING ALANI AND CESSILY’S HEADS WHILE MEGAN AND SOFIA LOOK ON, THE FORMER SEEMING EXCITED WHILE THE LATTER IS MORE WORRIED. MEGAN THEN ASKS WHAT THEY’RE SEEING IN THERE.

WE THEN CUT OVER TO THE ASTRAL PLANE, WHERE ALANI AND CESSILY ARE ENTANGLED IN A PSYCHEDELIC RAPTURE. THEY’RE SURROUNDED BY COLORS AND LIGHT WITH THEIR BODIES TURNING IMMATERIAL AND BATHED IN WARMTH. MONET SAYS THAT THEIR RESPECTIVE SUBCONSCIOUSNESSES ARE BLURRING TOGETHER. NO BORDERS, NO BOUNDARIES, EVERYTHING IS SHARED. EVERY HOPE AND DREAM. EVERY FANTASY. EVERY PLEASURE. EVERY CRY FOR DELIGHT. EVERY SECRET. ALTHOUGH, AS CESSILY AND ALANI’S FORMS ARE ENTWINED TOGETHER, CESSILY LOOKS MORE SAD THEN EUPHORIC.

HOWEVER, AS THEY CONTINUE TO BE ENTANGLED TOGETHER, A DARK RED SPOT EMERGES IN THE ASTRAL. IT SLOWLY STARTS TO GET BIGGER AND BIGGER AND SLOWLY OVERTAKES THE PSYCHEDELIC RAINBOW BEFORE OVERTAKING CESSILY AND ALANI. IN THE REAL WORLD, BOTH GIRLS THRASH AND CRY OUT AS IF THEY’RE HAVING A NIGHTMARE, AND SOFIA ASKS WHAT’S WRONG. MONET SAYS THAT SHE WAS WORRIED ABOUT THIS. THEY’RE SHARING TOO MUCH. AND THEIR UGLIEST SECRETS ARE STARTING TO TAKE CONTROL. IF THIS KEEPS UP, THERE WON’T BE ANY OF CESSILY AND ALANI’S PSYCHE LEFT.

SOFIA THEN SAYS THAT SHE’S GOING IN, AND MONET WARNS HER THAT IT’S TOO DANGEROUS. IF SHE GOES IN, SHE RUNS THE RISK OF FRYING HER MIND. SOFIA SHRUGS THIS OFF, SAYING THAT CESSILY IS HER BEST FRIEND. SHE’D DO THE SAME FOR HER. MONET THEN TELLS MEGAN THAT IF ANYTHING GOES WRONG, SHE SHOULD GO FOR HELP, AND MEGAN NODS, NERVOUSLY. WITH THAT, SOFIA LIES DOWN AND CLASPS CESSILY’S HAND WHILE MONET TOUCHES THE TWO GIRLS’ FOREHEADS.

WHEN MONET AND SOFIA APPEAR IN THE ASTRAL PLANE, THE AREA IS COMPLETELY RED, MADE UP OF CESSILY AND ALANI’S TWISTED PSYCHE. A FEW MILES AWAY, AN ORB LIES, MADE UP OF CESSILY AND ALANI’S WRITHING AND SCREAMING FORMS. SOFIA IS THEN BOMBARDED WITH CESSILY AND ALANI’S VOICES AND CRIES OUT BUT MONET TELLS HER TO FOCUS. IF SHE SUCCUMBS TO THE DARKNESS, HER BODY WILL SUFFER PERMANENT DAMAGE. SOFIA NODS AND MONET SAYS THAT ALL THEY NEED TO DO IS GET TO THE ORB AND TOUCH IT, AND EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE. SOFIA SIGHS BEFORE TELLING MONET THAT SHE’S READY. AS THE GIRLS FLY TOWARDS THE ORB, CESSILY AND ALANI’S VOICES SPEAK, OVERLAPPING EACH OTHER, AS THEIR DARK SECRETS ARE EXPOSED.

CESSILY: --WHEN I WAS 4, I BURNED A LITTLE FROG WITH A MAGNIFYING GLASS. I KNEW I SHOULD FEEL GUILTY, BUT I ACTUALLY KINDA ENJ--

ALANI: --BARELY KNOW YOU, BUT I GET THIS VIBE LIKE WE CAN BE REALLY HAPPY IF WE JUST DIVE RIGHT IN AND—

CESSILY: --AFTER MOM CALLED ME A FREAK, I SPENT HOURS FANTASIZING ABOUT TURNING TO LIQUID AND JUST… JUST FILLING UP HER MOUTH AND HER NOSTRILS AND HER LUNGS AND—

ALANI: --SO I WAS THINKING FIVE KIDS, THREE GIRLS AND TWO BOYS, MAYBE WE ADOPT A COUPLE MORE, AND—

ALANI AND CESSILY’S THOUGHT REACH SOFIA, CAUSING HER TO SLOWLY BLEED FROM HER NOSE AND EYES. MONET NOTICES THIS, HER NOSE STARTING TO BLEED AS WELL, AND ASKS SOFIA IF SHE’S OKAY. SOFIA TELLS HER THAT SHE’S FINE AND INSISTS THAT THEY KEEP GOING, AS THEY’RE ALMOST TO THE ORB.

CESSILY: --SOMETIMES DREAM ABOUT CUTTING AND CUTTING--

ALANI: --I SWIM IN THE OCEAN AND IT’S… IT’S JUST CALLING… LIKE I JUST WANT TO DISSOLVE INTO THE ENDLESS BLACK AND NOT FEEL ANYTHING—

CESSILY: YOU MOTHERFUCKING MEAT PEOPLE WITH YOUR WARM BLOOD AND BEAUTIFUL SENSES… YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW LUCKY YOU ARE—

ALANI: --I DIDN’T EVEN WANT TO DO THIS BUT MS. FROST INSISTED THAT IT WAS FINE AND THAT IT WOULDN’T HURT AT ALL, BUT THIS HURTS SO MUCH AND I JUST NEED—

SOFIA CRIES OUT IN PAIN AS BLOOD POURS FROM HER EYES, NOSE, EARS, AND MOUTH. MONET LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS THAT SHE NEEDS TO GET OUT NOW. THE DAMAGE TO HER BRAIN COULD BE TOO SEVERE IF SHE CONTINUES. SOFIA REFUSES TO LEAVE MONET ALONE, NOTICING THAT SHE’S BLEEDING TOO, BUT MONET INSISTS.

MONET: SOFIA, I KNOW I HAVEN’T BEEN THE BEST FRIEND TO YOU. YOU’RE SWEET AND PRETTY AND I JUST FUCK EVERYTHING UP. IF IT CAME BETWEEN THE TWO OF US, THEY WOULD NEED YOU MORE THAN ME. IF I DON’T MAKE IT OUT, TELL CESSILY, TELL ALANI, TELL EVERYONE THAT… I’M SO SORRY.

SOFIA CRIES OUT TO MONET, WHO CLOSES HER EYES AND EJECTS HER FROM THE ASTRAL. SOFIA WAKES UP IN THE REAL WORLD, WIPING BLOOD AND TEARS FROM HER EYES AND SHE LOOKS AROUND, NOTICING THAT MEGAN ISN’T THERE. SHE LOOKS OVER AT MONET’S UNCONSCIOUS FORM AND STARTS TO PRAY.

MEANWHILE, CLARICE, BEAK, MORPH, AND TJ WALK THROUGH THE WOODS AS CLARICE ASKS BEAK IF HE’S SURE THAT THE EGGS ARE HERE. BEAK NODS, SAYING THAT THEY FOUND AN OLD SHACK HERE THAT THEY THOUGHT WOULD BE GREAT TO HIDE THE EGGS. TJ NOTICES THE SHACK AND APPROACHES IT, NERVOUSLY. AS SHE TRIES TO OPEN THE DOOR, SHE FINDS OUT THAT IT’S LOCKED AND TELLS THE OTHERS TO STAND BACK. THEY DO SO AND TJ FORMS A BLUE BOLT IN HER HANDS, WHICH SHE USES TO BLAST DOWN THE DOOR. MORPH THEN TURNS INTO A PALE-SKINNED POLICE OFFICER AND DEMANDS THAT WHOEVER’S INSIDE SHOULD PUT THEIR HANDS UP, BUT A FEMALE VOICE YELLS NOT TO SHOOT.

INSIDE THE SHACK, ANGEL SITS CROSS-LEGGED AND SMILING AMONGST MILLIONS OF SMALL FLYING CHILDREN. THEY ALL HAVE ANGEL’S WINGS AND SOME OF BEAK’S FEATURES WITH MOST HAVE HIS FACIAL FEATURES. THE QUARTET’S EXPRESSIONS LIGHTEN AS ANGEL CONTINUES TO BEAM AT THEM, HAPPILY.

ANGEL: THE BAGS BURST, BUT IT’S OKAY NOW. CHECK ‘EM OUT!

MEANWHILE, MONET CONTINUES TO FLY TOWARD THE TWISTED ORB, BOMBARDED WITH SECRETS AND FANTASIES. BLOOD CONTINUES TO POUR FROM HER ORIFICES AS SHE KICKS HER LEGS AND REACHES HER HAND OUT TO TOUCH THE ORB. HER MOUTH OPENS WIDE IN A SCREAM BUT BLOOD POURS OUT INSTEAD. THE MOMENT HER FINGERTIP TOUCHES THE ORB, IT EXPLODES INTO A BRIGHT LIGHT AND MONET FINDS HERSELF BACK IN THE REAL WORLD, WITH CESSILY AND ALANI WAKING UP BEFORE STARING AT EACH OTHER, SHOCKED.

ALANI: Y-Y-YOU’RE SICK! YOU’RE TWISTED ON THE INSIDE!

CESSILY: I’M SICK?! YOU LIED TO ME! Y-YOU TOOK MY FEELINGS ABOUT YOU AS A FRIEND AND YOU FUCKING VIOLATED IT! YOU MANIPULATED ME! PLAYED WITH MY FEELINGS! YOU RAPED MY MIND BECAUSE YOU KNEW I WOULD WANT TO HELP YOU BECAUSE I WANT TO BE A GOOD FRIEND AND YOU DIDN’T CARE WHAT WOULD HAPPEN! AND NOW YOU WANNA PLAY THE VICTIM BECAUSE OF WHAT YOU SAW IN MY HEAD?! WELL GUESS WHAT?! MY HEAD IS FUCKED UP! FUCKING DEAL WITH IT!

ALANI: F-FUCK YOU! YOU’RE EVIL! YOU’RE A MONSTER! YOU’RE INSA-

CESSILY: NO, YOU’RE THE INSANE ONE! YOU’RE A LYING SLUT AND A BITCH! Y-YOU LIED TO ME AND BETRAYED MY FUCKING TRUST! YOU’RE A BAD FRIEND AND A TERRIBLE PERSON! I HATE YOU, ALANI! YOU’RE A SNAKE! A LYING, SELFISH, MANIPULATIVE SNAKE!

WITH THAT, CESSILY RUNS AWAY IN TEARS WITH ALANI STORMING OFF IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION. SOFIA IMMEDIATELY RUNS AFTER CESSILY AND MONET WAITS FOR A WHILE BEFORE MAKING UP HER MIND AND RUNNING AFTER HER TEAMMATE.

MEANWHILE, MORPH AND TJ PLAY WITH THE BABIES WHILE BEAK COMMENTS THAT IN HIS DREAMS, HE WOULD SEE AN ARMY OF MONSTERS SHOUTING ‘FATHER!’ BUT THIS IS JUST WONDERFUL. ANGEL LAUGHS AND SAYS THAT SHE’S GONNA NAME THEM AFTER THE JACKSON FAMILY BEFORE SAYING THAT ONE LITTLE FREAK LOOKS ABOUT AS CUTE AND USELESS AS BEAK, WHO COMMENTS ON THE WINGSPAN OF ANOTHER LITTLE GUY.

CLARICE KNEELS DOWN AND REACHES OUT TO THE CHILD IN ANGEL’S LAP BEFORE TELLING THEM THAT THEY SHOULD’VE BEEN HONEST FROM THE BEGINNING. ANGEL SAYS THAT SHE WAS WORRIED THAT THEY’D GET KICKED OUT, SINCE THERE’S NEVER BEEN A STUDENT AT XAVIER’S WHO’S GOTTEN PREGNANT. CLARICE AGREES, BUT SAYS THAT SINCE IT’S NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE, THEY SHOULD AGREE TO HELP IF A SITUATION LIKE THIS EVER ARISES AGAIN. SHE AGREES TO TALK TO DANI TO SEE IF THEY CAN LIVE HERE AND MAYBE THEY COULD SKIP SOME CLASSES TO TAKE CARE OF THE CHILDREN. MORPH THEN SAYS THAT THEY SHOULD DO THE SAME IF BEAK AND ANGEL ARE TOO BUSY, AND PLUS, “UNCLE MORPHIE” NEEDS TO BE THERE FOR THE KIDS. TJ ALSO VOLUNTEERS TO HELP SPIFF THE PLACE UP AND MAKE IT MORE FAMILY-FRIENDLY AND CLARICE COMES UP WITH THE IDEA OF SIGNING THEM UP FOR THE LOWER SCHOOL SO THAT XUAN CAN HELP WHILE BEAK AND ANGEL ARE AT SCHOOL.

ANGEL AND BEAK THANK THEM FOR THEIR HELP AND CLARICE ASKS IF THEY’RE GOING TO STAY TOGETHER. THEY BOTH SMILE AND SAY THAT THEY HATED XAVIER’S AT FIRST, BUT THERE IS ONE THING THAT THEY LOVE ABOUT IT, AND IT’S THAT THEY WERE ABLE TO FIND EACH OTHER.

MEANWHILE, SOFIA SEARCHES FOR CESSILY, EVENTUALLY FINDING HER CRYING. AS SHE ASKS CESSILY IF SHE’S OKAY, CESSILY TELLS HER THAT SHE’S NOT OKAY. SHE’S NEVER BEEN OKAY. SHE FEELS LIKE A MONSTER AND KNOWS THAT EVERYONE WILL REJECT HER ONCE ALANI TELLS. EVEN ROXY WILL LOOK AT HER LIKE A FREAK AMONG FREAKS.

SOFIA: CESSILY, I UNDERSTAND HOW YOU FEEL—

CESSILY: NO YOU DON’T! HOW COULD YOU OF ALL PEOPLE KNOW HOW I FEEL?! YOU’RE THE PRETTIEST GIRL IN SCHOOL! YOU’RE POPULAR, YOU HAVE FAMILY WHO LOVES YOU! YOU COULD NEVER KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE TO WAKE UP ONE MORNING A FREAK! MY PARENTS LOVED ME! I WAS EVERYTHING TO THEM! AND THEN WHEN I GOT MY POWERS, THEY DIDN’T SEE ME AS THEIR PRECIOUS GIRL ANYMORE! THEY JUST SAW ME AS A FREAK! YOU SHOULD SEE HOW QUICKLY THEY SENT ME TO XAVIER’S WITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT! I… NO ONE LOVES ME! NO ONE EVER WILL!

SOFIA STARTS TO CRY AND PUTS A HAND ON CESSILY’S SHOULDER.

SOFIA: CESSILY, LOOK AT ME. YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL AND YOU ARE LOVED. ROXY LOVES YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THIS WORLD, AND I KNOW YOU’D NEVER CHASE ME OR HER OR ANYONE AWAY. I KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE TO BE REJECTED AND I KNOW THAT IT MAY MAKE YOU AFRAID TO TRY TO FORM A MEANINGFUL CONNECTION, BUT I’M HERE FOR YOU. I WILL ALWAYS BE. YOU’RE MY BEST FRIEND, CESSILY. AND I LOVE YOU. WARTS AND ALL.

CESSILY COLLAPSES INTO SOFIA’S ARMS, CRYING AND SOFIA HUGS HER. AFTER A WHILE, CESSILY WIPES AWAY TEARS AND SNOT AND THANKS SOFIA FOR HELPING HER. SOFIA THEN ASKS IF SHE’S READY TO GO AND CESSILY NODS, STANDING UP WITH SOFIA’S HELP.

MEANWHILE, MONET FINDS ALANI BESIDE THE COFFEE SHOP. ALANI SWIPES AWAY TEARS AND TELLS MONET THAT CESSILY’S RIGHT. SHE’S A LIAR AND A SNAKE. SHE REFLECTS ON HOW SHE BETRAYED CESSILY’S TRUST AND VIOLATED HER MIND. SHE KNOWS THAT SHE HAD NO RIGHT TO INTRUDE UPON CESSILY’S SECRETS AND SHE SHOULD’VE BEEN HAPPY TO HAVE HER AS A FRIEND. AS MONET SITS DOWN, ALANI TAKES OUT A VAPE PEN AND PLACES IT TO HER LIPS, BLOWING A STREAM OF SMOKE FROM THEM AS SHE ASKS MONET IF SHE THINKS SHE’S A BAD FRIEND.

MONET: ALANI, I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING. I KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE TO BE UNABLE TO TOUCH ANYONE. NOT LONG AGO, SOMEONE DID SOMETHING TERRIBLE TO ME. THEY TRAPPED ME INSIDE A HOLLOW SHELL, UNABLE TO TOUCH ANYONE WITHOUT CAUSING THEM PAIN. I LIVED THAT WAY FOR A WHILE, UNABLE TO SPEAK OR TOUCH ANYONE. THAT WAS MY CURSE. THAT WAS MY PENANCE. I WAS NEVER THE SAME EVEN AFTER I WAS FREED. THE TWO OF US, WE’RE UNTOUCHABLE. BUT WE DON’T HAVE TO CONTINUE TO BE THAT WAY. WE CAN BE BETTER.

ALANI LOOKS UP AND STARTS TO SMILE. SHE SAYS THAT WHEN THE YEAR BEGAN, SHE REALIZED SHE WAS BISEXUAL. SHE WANTED SOMEONE TO LOVE HER AND SHE THOUGHT ABOUT HOW GOOD A FRIEND CESSILY WAS TO HER. BUT SHE SAW HOW HAPPY SHE WAS WITH ROXY AND SHE WAS JEALOUS. BUT SHE KNOWS THAT DEEP DOWN, SHE SEES CESSILY AS A GOOD FRIEND AND SHE WANTS TO STAY THAT WAY. MONET STANDS UP AND OFFERS HER HAND TO ALANI, WHO STANDS UP AND GIVES HER A HUG.

A FEW MINUTES LATER, SOFIA AND CESSILY MEET ALANI AND MONET. SOFIA REMINDS CESSILY NOT TO LET ALANI GET TO HER, AND CESSILY WALKS UP TO HER.

CESSILY: ALANI, I’M REALLY SORRY. I SHOULD’VE-

ALANI: YOU HAVE NOTHING TO APOLOGIZE FOR. I SHOULD’VE BEEN A BETTER FRIEND. I… I SHOULDN’T HAVE PRESSURED YOU INTO THIS. I’M VERY TRULY SORRY.

THE TWO GIRLS HUG.

ALANI: SO, STILL FRIENDS?

CESSILY: QUID PRO QUO, CLARICE. YOU DON’T TELL ANYONE ABOUT WHAT YOU SAW IN THE ASTRAL PLANE. THOSE ARE MY SECRETS AND I’LL TELL THEM TO ROXY WHEN I WANT TO.

ALANI: DEAL.

CESSILY: AND I, FOR ONE, AM SO GLAD THAT YOU’RE THINKING OF COMING OUT, BUT I CAN’T RECIPROCATE YOUR FEELINGS. I’M HAPPY WITH ROXY. BUT I CAN HELP YOU FIND SOMEONE ELSE. SOMEONE WHO YOU CAN LOVE.

ALANI: WELL… I WAS THINKING OF ASKING SUDI OUT. WE’VE BEEN PRETTY CLOSE.

ALL OF A SUDDEN, MEGAN DASHES OVER, RED-FACED AND PANTING, AS SHE DRAGS A CONFUSED TRAFFIC WARDEN BY THE COLLAR. SHE’S SWEATING LIKE CRAZY AND LOOKS HALF-CRAZED.

MEGAN: I COULDN’T FIND A POLICE OFFICER SO I GOT A TRAFFIC WARDEN! WRITE THEM ALL A TICKET!

SOFIA GIGGLES BEFORE TELLING MEGAN THAT THEY’VE CLEARED EVERYTHING UP, AND MEGAN RELAXES, ASKING IF THEY CAN GO HOME NOW. THE GIRLS START TO WALK BACK TO THE SCHOOL AND CESSILY AND ALANI START TO TALK TOGETHER. SOFIA IS ABOUT TO JOIN THEM WHEN MONET STOPS HER.

MONET: I TRUST YOU SAW THAT SECRET OF ALANI’S, RIGHT?

SOFIA: YES. EMMA FROST WAS THE ONE WHO TOLD ALANI TO DO THE PROCEDURE. JUST LIKE WHAT HAPPENED WITH YOU AND JULIAN.

MONET: I KNOW SHE MEANS WELL, BUT…

SOFIA: I KNOW. WHO ELSE DID SHE AGREE TO HELP?

MONET: WELL, EDIE, MARCOS, SUDI, AND MARK JUST WANTED HELP ON CLASSWORK, SO THE ONLY OTHER ONE WHO WANTED HELP IN THE OTHER WAY WAS… KEVIN.

SOFIA: THEN WE NEED TO FIND HIM BEFORE HE DOES SOMETHING HE’LL REGRET.

AS THEY WALK HOME, ‘PIANO MAN’ BY BILLY JOEL STARTS TO PLAY. WE SEE TJ, DANI, AND MORPH HELPING BEAK AND ANGEL FIX UP THE SHACK AND SOME OF THE BABIES PITCH IN AS WELL. THE COUPLE EMBRACES, SMILING HAPPILY. MEANWHILE, ALANI FLOPS ONTO HER BED, LOOKING OVER AT A NOTE FROM MIRROR GIRL SAYING THAT SHE GOT INVITED TO A PARTY AND SHE’LL BE BACK LATE. ALANI THEN PULLS OUT HER PHONE AND STARTS TO TEXT SUDI, ASKING IF SHE’D LIKE TO GO OUT WITH HER SOME TIME. WHEN SHE SENDS THE TEXT, SHE WRITES ANOTHER ONE THAT CLARIFIES THAT SHE MEANS TO ASK HER ON A DATE, BUT SHE HESITATES. HER FINGER HOVERS OVER THE SEND BUTTON AND SHE BITES HER LIP, NERVOUS, BUT SHE EVENTUALLY LOOKS DETERMINED AND SENDS THE MESSAGE, WAITING FOR SUDI TO TEXT BACK.

MEANWHILE, CLARICE AND SOFIA LIE IN BED, AS CLARICE TELLS SOFIA THAT SHE LOOKS HAPPY. SOFIA SMILES AND SAYS THAT SHE’S NOTICED THE SAME ABOUT CLARICE, WHO SAYS THAT SHE DID A GOOD THING TODAY. SOFIA SAYS SHE DID TOO AND THE TWO KISS BEFORE PROCEEDING TO HAVE SEX. MEANWHILE, ROXY LOOKS OVER AT A SMILING CESSILY AND ASKS WHAT’S UP. SHE JUST KISSES HER AND SAYS THAT SHE JUST CAN’T IMAGINE LIFE GETTING ANY BETTER THAN THIS.

WE THEN CUT OVER TO ONE FINAL SCENE AS JOSH KISSES LAURIE GOODNIGHT. LAURIE SAYS THAT CLARICE IS PROBABLY HOOKING UP WITH SOFIA AGAIN AND ASKS IF MAYBE JOSH COULD SPEND THE NIGHT WITH HER. JOSH SAYS NO, HE HAS A TEST TOMORROW AND NEEDS TO SLEEP, BUT ASSURES LAURIE THAT THEY’LL HAVE PLENTY OF TIME TOMORROW. AS LAURIE CLOSES THE DOOR, JOSH STARTS TO WALK TOWARD HIS ROOM BUT KEVIN WALKS RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM.

JOSH: THE FUCK, KEVIN? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

KEVIN: I’LL CUT TO THE CHASE. YOU’RE GOING TO BREAK UP WITH LAURIE.

JOSH: WHAT? ARE YOU ON CRACK? WHY WOULD I DO THAT?

THE CAMERA ZOOMS IN ON KEVIN AS HE GIVES JOSH A DEVIOUS, SHIT-EATING GRIN.

KEVIN: BECAUSE IF YOU DON’T, I’LL TELL THE ENTIRE SCHOOL ABOUT WHAT YOU WERE DOING WITH RAHNE SINCLAIR LAST SEMESTER. AND YOU’LL GET EXPELLED!

TO BE CONTINUED

#new x men #cessily kincaid #alani ryan #sofia mantega #clarice ferguson #monet st croix #megan gwynn #talia wagner #kevin sidney #barnell bohusk #angel salvadore #noriko ashida #josh foley #laurie collins #kevin ford

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💝 - What gestures do they really appreciate? How do you get on their good side? ☕ - Coffee or tea? 💀 - How do they feel about horror movies?

for Kitter and U'rahnn

and “ may i have this dance? ”

for Kitter

Y'zel : A bit too easily. He trusts and loves too hard, typically small acts of kindness.

U'rahn: Inflate his ego. Praise him.

Y'zel: Both

U'rahn: Tea

Y'zel: Would not watch without someone staying with them

U'rahn: Would pretend to be okay the entire time, but probably pretty scared.

And for the prompt:

A Y'zel Story

Characters: Y'zel Tia, Ioh'Juhn Reighn, Present and Mention of @driftward 's Zoissette and Nyx, U'rahn Nuhn and Y'shtola Rhul Present and mentioned

Rating: T for Tom Cat

Notes: Thanks to Drfitward, as always, for taking a peep at things and fixing them. Credit to Celine Dion for her music

One might say Y'zel was twice blessed. He now had a loving researcher boyfriend, who was as passionate for him as his own work, and almost seemed fated for the Miqo'te. He also had another, a childhood friend, devout member of the Holy See, and devoted to Y'zel…Twice blessed for sure, yet, Y'zel found himself alone at the Leveilleur Estate, happy couples gliding along the floor, laughing merrily. Even his hinged mentor Zoissette and cousin Y'shtola decorated the dance floor, politely engaging with Lady Amelice's insistence they partake no matter how ungraceful their stiff waltz was alongside Nyx and U'rahn who seemed to have all eyes upon them as they spun about.

He was summoned to keep an eye on Sevestre…or rather an ear, yet it seemed that the other had not shown and he was left dateless. His own fault really, he'd let Claudien off the hook so that way he could focus on his current obsession, and Sharlayan was far too cold to have asked Leonnioux to suffer another frivolous party. So he was left to the wall, doing his best to avoid the crowd, politely waiting for his moment to excuse himself and perhaps wander to Claudien's apartment to rest.

With another heavy sigh, Y'zel leaned on a pillar, folding his ears as the audience applauded, a deep syncopated melody humming through the room. Candles dimmed as Ameliance stood and gestured to the stage, "Esteemed Guests, from Ishgard, Celine Dionette!"

Pushing off his post, Y'zel made his leave, only to have his hand seized.

"There were nights when the wind was so cold," the songstress started as the Miqo'te looked into a pair of familiar mismatched eyes above a charming smile.

"May I have this dance," Ioh'Juhn asked smoothly, pulling Y'zel into his arms and onto the floor.

The pink-haired Miqo'te flushed, hesitating as the other held him close and took the lead. Avoiding eye contact, he scanned the crowd, hoping Zoissette or his cousin would sense his panic, seized by the devilish rogue.

"You've been avoiding me, Kitter," Ioh'Juhn cooed into Y'zel's pink folding cone, giving it an affectionate lick.

"But when you touch me like this

And you hold me like that

I just have to admit

That it's all coming back to me"

The paralegal cursed the timing, pressing close to keep their conversation quiet, "You made your intentions clear."

"And what were they?"

"That you don't love me."

The rogue leaned back a bit, head tilting before letting his ear flick in annoyance, "I don't recall saying that."

"I said I wanted to go to the Ivory Chapel and you said that would never happen."

"I don't believe in all that nonsense. I never said I didn't love you," Ioh'Juhn corrected, "Silly Kitter, always thinking the worst of me."

"There were hours that just went on for days

When alone at last we'd count up all the chances

That were lost to us forever"

"You left."

"I gave you space. You were rather upset."

"I wasn't …"

"Kitter, you've got a temper."

Y'zel went quiet and rested his head against the rogue's chest as he replayed what was, as he saw it, their final moments. As always, Ioh'Juhn had kept his cool, smiling the entire time while he'd let every heightened emotion-fueled thought pour from his mouth. Perhaps it was the other's lack of reaction that had angered him so much.

"I suppose I took what you said too far…I saw that as a rejection."

"Doesn't seem that way," the rogue cooed, stealing a quick kiss.

Y'zel flushed deeply then pulled back, cheeks reddening as he felt Ioh'juhn's strong arms deny him his escape.

"I'm…seeing someone…"

"Someones! I have kept an eye on them, and you. Preventative, really, can't have you kidnapped…again."

Y'zel continued to avoid eye contact, gripping at Ioh'Juhn's jacket, ears shyly folding.

"Will you teach me now how cruel you’ve been—cruel and false. That you despised me? Will you betray your own heart, Kitter," the rogue teased, "If you really loved me, what right did you have to leave?"

Y'zel blinked then looked up, Ioh'Juhn beaming down at him. "Words…"

"Oh? Merely words? Shall I make a scene? Oh! Zel! Do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! . . . It is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!"

Panicked Y'zel sprung up, kissing the to silence him then raking his hands through the other's hair and pulling him into a proper embrace, the other smiling the entire time. Shivering, Y'zel made a shallow retreat, large blue eyes nervously staring in the returned obsidian and pearl gaze.

"If you forgive me all this

If I forgive you all that

We forgive and forget

And it's all coming back to me now"

Y'zel let out a sharp exhale. "I'm all confused…"

"Mmm? I can't possibly think why."

"Claudien and Leonnioux…"

"What's one more to a Miqo'te? Our hearts are big. Yours the biggest."

Y'zel closed his eyes and leaned into Ioh, thinking quietly as flipped his tail about shyly behind him. "I'll…discuss it with them."

Giving in, he closed his eyes and rested his head upon the other's chest, swaying among the rest of the patrons, tail curling with the others at their sides, uniting them once more. Receiving a purr filled kiss on his ear again, Y'zel clung tighter, letting his apology sit in his throat before looking up to kiss the other once more as Ioh'Juhn's hand lowered to find purchase on the small of his back before backing off the floor to find somewhere private to enjoy their reunion in full.

And when you kiss me like this

It's all coming back to me now

And when I touch you like that

It's all coming back to me now

And if you do it like this

It's all coming back to me now

And if we…

#final fantasy xiv #ffxiv #final fantasy 14 #ff14 #ffxiv oc #ffxiv miqo'te #ff xiv #ioh'juhn reighen #y'zel tia #celine dion #melodramatic much

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