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ravenspjowrites · 26 days

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bad idea right

a/n: I was having a Random urge listen to Olivia Rodrigo, and finally had inspiration. Also if you see any grammar mistakes you didn’t. What’s grammar, never heard of it, and auto correct is not smart at all. Percy Jackson x reader

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You hadn’t heard from Percy all school year but now it was summer and you knew it was a bad idea because the two of you were done. You told yourself he’s only a friend, that is how you ended it after all. “We can still be friends, right?” Of corse percy had asked that, and being the person you were you said yes. There he was walking to his cabin. You couldn’t help but think he was the hottest man alive. He looked at you, wait, he looked at you and winked. “You really shouldn’t stare like that.” “I know Annabeth, but…” then you felt your phone buzzing. You looked at it to see who it was. “Ah! Um I’ll be right back.” You hurried away to answer. “Hey, percy.” “Hi y/n, you wanna get together at the lake in a minute.” “Sorry I can’t. I’m with Annabeth.” “Oh. Well you wanna come over to my place after lights out? Tonight.” You knew you shouldn’t. you were going to invite the girls over, but… “yeah I’d love to.” “Great see you later, bye” you could here the grin in his voice. “Bye”

Time skip brought to you by Annabeth’s lecturing and my laziness

You walked to Percy’s cabin from yours thank goodness you didn’t live in the Hermes cabin that would make getting out impossible. Oh there he was Standing there smiling waiting for you at this door with a crazy smile on his face. Your phone buzzed, and as you expected it was Annabeth texting you. “Please tell me you didn’t go” you decided to text her “I’m going to bed” you saw Percy motion for you to hurry up and walk inside leaving the door open. You quickly followed. You kept telling yourself he was only a friend, that’s all you saw him as, but you knew it was a lie. When you got in he was sitting on his bed and reached out his arms for you. You waited a minute, and there it was the baby seal eyes, the ones you couldn’t resist. When you walked over he stood up, wrapped his arms around you, rested his head on your shoulders, and whispered, “we should’ve stayed together. I don’t want to let you go.” You knew this would happen, you knew it was a bad idea, but what’s life without a few, fun, bad ideas. “Mhm” you knew Percy was smirking even though you couldn’t see his face. He wrapped his arms around you tighter, “mine”. He then caused you to fall into the bed with him, and that is where the two of you stayed for the rest of the night.

#percy jackson x reader #I can’t think of a special tag for my stuff #pjo x reader #hoo x reader #percy jackson #percy jackson x you #percy jackson x y/n #demigods #pjo fanfic #percy jackson fanfiction #percy jackson fic #bad idea right #olivia rodrigo #Music inspired #music inspiration

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writer-rider-flirty-thirties · 4 months

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In honor of my big bang fic's, Can Life Be Beautiful (Instead of Big Fun)?, first anniversary and hitting 200,000 words, I commissioned this wonderful cover art from @remmicreates!!! It's absolutely amazing and I'm so in love with it! (Go check remmicreates out!)

I hope whoever is enjoying the fic enjoys this art! (Well I hope everyone enjoys the art! It's simply beautiful!)

#Can Life Be Beautiful (Instead of Big Fun)?#CLBBIOBF #Bre's Fics #Big Bang 2023 #Lukadrinette #Lukadrienette #Heathers AU #Heathers #Heathers the Musical #miraculous ladybug #luka couffaine #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #miraculous #heathers the movie #heathers inspired #ao3 fanfic #remmicreates

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emmawithtwoms · 4 months

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You, yeah you.

You who makes Marauders/fanfiction Inspired spotify playlist, may your tea alway be the right temperature, your pillow always on the cool side, your feet never cold, your duvet never short, may you always stick the usb on the first try, may you find that specific fanfic you were looking for.

#ao3 #marauders #sirius black #remus lupin #ao3 fanfic #harry potter #regulus black #fic #wolfstar #spotify #marauders inspired playlist #music

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wolfsbanesparks · 4 months

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just reread pretty little thing for the nth time. I absolutely adore it so far.

one of my favourite things is outsider pov. with how little the justice league knows about caps personal life reading from their perspective gives the same feel. I love it so much. the mystery the tension the suspense. The underlying worry of being too late.

the glimpses into billys present and past... the intrigue. this fic has a stranglehold on me.

I love ur writing and this story. just wanted to let you know. also I thought you might find it funny but this will mark the count of the 4th fic of yours that I've made a playlist for 😂😂

Awww thank you so much! I love writing this fic and it's so wonderful to know that it's working so well!

I also am a huge fan of outsider POV so it's been really interesting to show the same people/places in contrasting views based on whose POV it is. As the JL starts meeting some of the other people in Fawcett that will just become more pronounced (which I am very excited about).

That's so cool that you made a playlist for my fic! (for four of them even!) I'm always so pleasantly surprised to find out people have made things like that based on my stories 🥰

Y'all are the best!

#ask me whatever you want y'all #shazam #billy batson #dc captain marvel #fanfic asks #my readers are amazing #every time I get an ask like this it makes me want to write so bad #with any luck the next update should be right around the corner #you know I've never made a playlist for a story before even though I get a lot of inspiration from music #maybe I should try it sometime

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daylightisviolent · 3 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hatchetfield Universe - Team StarKid Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Richie Lipschitz & Paul Matthews, Paul Matthews/Emma Perkins (Mentioned), Ruth Fleming & Richie Lipschitz & Peter Spankoffski | Hot Chocolate Boy Characters: Richie Lipschitz, Paul Matthews, Emma Perkins (Mentioned), Daniel | Stopwatch (Mentioned), Ruth Fleming (mentioned), Peter Spankoffski | Hot Chocolate Boy (mentioned) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Wings, Wingfic, HELLO I AM BACK WITH MORE WING RELATED SHENANIGANS, Paul Matthews is Richie and Daniel's uncle, Richie Lipschitz and Daniel | Stopwatch are brothers, Paul Matthews and Emma Perkins are dating, Paul as Richie and Daniel's legal guardian, Everyone in the Matthews-Lipschitz family has wings, Richie befriends Pete and Ruth and tells them about his wings after 2 hours of knowing em, Serious conversations follow, Autistic Richie Lipschitz, Richie is 10 years old and Daniel is 8 years old, Written from Richie's perspective Series: Part 2 of Wings AU Summary:

Richie is ten years old when his uncle sits him down for an important talk.

Sooooo that second part to the wingfic au I was talking about? Here it is. Enjoy <3

#I think I wrote this in 2 hours dhfksdjfsl #It helps that I got really inspired #I hope y'all will enjoy it just as much as part 1!#starkid #hatchetfield #hatchetfield fanfic #nerdy prudes must die #npmd #the guy who didn't like musicals #tgwdlm #richie lipschitz #paul matthews #emma perkins #daniel stopwatch #ruth fleming #pete spankoffski #wingfic au #natasja writes fic

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occasionallyprosie · 3 months

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Okay I'm supposed to be studying but like I'm having thoughts about the song that's playing right now.

But Eight by Sleeping At Last? Major Legend vibes

"I was just a kid who grew up strong enough To pick this armor up And suddenly it fit God, that was so long ago, long ago, long ago"

He was a child and has been doing this for (in my hc) a decade now. He did not choose this life, but the moment Fable called out to him and he found his Uncle dying? No going back.

"Now you won't see all that I have to lose And all that I've lost in the fight to protect it I won't let you in, I swore never again I can't afford, no, I refuse to be rejected"

This is especially perfect for anyone who wants to go into Legend learning to love again with the Chain, be it after Marin or anyone else he's loved and lost. He won't let himself do it, and if you (like me) subscribe to the idea that he's a sweetheart at his core, he can't afford to keep losing people because at some point he's going to break.

"I'm just a kid who grew up scared enough To hold the door shut And bury my innocence But here's a map, here's a shovel"

He's hidden himself under the mask of a gruff, harsh, grizzled veteran, but the kid who was buried since he took up that sword and shield is still there... and if you want, if you like, he's given the Chain the map (glimpses of his true self) and the shovel (his trust) to find it and help him... I don't know, be a kid again? Be himself again?

"For the innocent, for the vulnerable And I'll show up on the front lines with a purpose And I'll give all I have, I'll give my blood, give my sweat An ocean of tears will spill for what is broken"

Though this part is actually more like two different stanzas, which individually are still great, these together describe him as a hero so well. Again and again, he's gone to the front lines and he's given everything he has to protect the innocent and the vulnerable. At least in the Oracles manga, we see his determination to protect those who can't fight their battles and he gladly fights beside those who can.

Really I just have thoughts about this song and how well it fits Legend.

#my exam is tomorrow i can't be ranting about a random song and a video game character #but i love him #hes just so #blorbo #there's also fanfic inspiration to be had with this song #it provides a great storyline for growth and acceptance #linked universe #lu legend #prosie rambles #and its a real ramble yall #song lyrics #sleeping at last #eight #enneagram #incredible music its all amazing #Spotify

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snailsnaps · 4 months

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Pulse Protocols - #3

You're here.

#my inspirations are showing - at least slightly #whoever may get the references - and any that may show in future chapters - i sincerely applaud you #Pulse Protocols #snailsnaps #snailfics #fnaf sb #fnaf security breach #fnaf fanfic #fnaf sb fanfic #fnaf sb djmm #djmm x reader #fnaf dj music man #djmm #dj music man #fnaf x reader

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jade-efflorescence · 2 months

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new spy x family fic up! really loved making this one, had some fun trying a traditional story and dialogue structure! check it out here.

the title is taken from sabrina carpenter's bad for business <33

#spy x family #twiyor #spy x family fanfiction #twiyor fanfic #jade writes #inspired by music

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memes-are-dreams-ok · 4 months

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Woke up to my friend sending me a video of slimesickle singing the good kid cover of From the Start. So, as a fan of both good kid and jrwi I knew what I had to do.

#jrwi fanart #gillion tidestrider #jrwi gillion #jrwi #memes.are.dreams.ok #tbh I think of jrwi whenever I hear their song osmosis #so fanart/fanfic inspired by good kid’s music was inevitable

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music-writing-prompts · 3 months

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Dog eat Dog - Warrant - 1992 - title prompts

Prompt list from album song titles:

Machine gun

The hole in my wall

April 2031

Andy Warhol was right

Bonfire

The bitter pill

Hollywood (so far, so good)

All my bridges are burning

Quicksand

Let it rain

Inside out

Sad Theresa

Listen to the album:

#writing prompts #writeblr #writers on tumblr #prompt list #otp prompts #prompts #imagine your otp #dialogue prompts #writing inspiration #writer prompts #fanfic prompt #fanfic prompts #music writing prompts #writing prompt #fic prompt #writing

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flowery-laser-blasts · 3 months

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All I've ever wanted... (a dark fanfic)

"I did it, I actually did it!"

Dr. Drakken felt his heart pound inside of his chest as he stepped onto the stage. He couldn't help but grin as he watched the faces of the world leaders; fright, disbelief, and shock were smeared all over their ugly mugs. And most importantly, all their eyes were locked on the mad scientist. Flashing cameras from news reporters, each in attendance from places all across the world, were transfixed on him. Drakken was about to make a speech, addressing his next course of action now that the world belonged to him and him only.

Drakken cleared his throat and leaned towards one of the dozen microphones in front of him. As he was about to speak, he suddenly felt something was off about this whole scenario. Something, no rather, someone was missing as he glanced towards his right side.

"Shego?" he mouthed. He turned back to face the crowd and startled when met with silence. The once buzzing and stuffed conference room was now vacant and deserted, as if something had whisked everyone away.

The man quickly climbed off the stage and headed towards the exit door. When he opened it up, gone was the conference room hallway and in its place he was met with a dark, endless void.

Drakken called out to no one in particular, hoping to hear a response, but once again he heard nothing. As he turned around, he spotted something out of the corner of his eye; a dim green light was flickering in the distance as if it fought to stay connected to the dark silhouette sprawled out on the floor.

"She— Shego!" Drakken felt panic rush in as there came no response from the figure. He forced himself to move closer, but with each step he took, his legs became twice as heavy. "Shego, is that you? Answer me!" he cried out.

After what felt like ages, he managed to get near enough to confirm his worst fear. Drakken fell to his knees in defeat, letting out a guttural scream as he tried with all of his strength to reach out to the woman he loved. Millions of questions raced through his head all at once: How could this happen? When did this happen? Who was responsible for this atrocity!?

"No— No, no, NO!" He choked back tears as he watched the remnants of green light die at his lover's fingertips.

"What's wrong?"

Drakken froze as he heard his own voice coming from behind him.

"Why do you care so much about a mere sidekick? She's as replaceable as your henchmen," the voice taunted him. "Just take a strand of her hair and clone her; maybe even replace that snarky personality of hers with a more obedient one."

The voice was getting closer.

Flee, now!

Drakken's instincts kicked in. A sharp pain shot through his body as he got back on his feet. He ran through the dark as hard as he could, feeling the gaze of the doppelganger burn into his skull. If he could keep enough distance, then maybe he could find a way out of this place. Drakken clenched his teeth as a deafening ringing filled his ears until... 'Beep, beep, bee-beep.'

"Possible!" The scientist searched haphazardly in the dim light for the source of the sound until his eyes fell upon his arch-nemesis. "KI-KIM! KIM POSSIBLE, OVER HERE! HELP ME!"

Drakken waved his arms frantically as he began running in her direction. A newfound hope dulled out all the pain in his aching body.

This teen can do anything! She's forgiving, strong, resilient! Surely she'll help me get out of this mess.

Drakken's thoughts were disrupted as he felt his feet slip from underneath him and he hit the ground with a thud. The man stayed down a moment as he held his head in pain and checked his stinging hands for signs of blood; thankfully there were none. He looked at the spot where he slipped.

"Ice?" he questioned out loud. A small patch of ice was on the floor and it formed a trail underneath him. Curiously he followed it with his eyes, to find that it led to the teen superhero not three meters in front of him. Kim looked up at the blackened sky above them, her hands above her head as if she were carrying a big invisible tray or surrendering herself. Drakken noted other things: her skin, hair, and clothes were drenched with water, her focused eyes were dark and sunken in, her lips were rough, burst and bleeding but most frightening of all…her entire face was blue.

"Oh yeah, that's right... We locked her up in a basin with water and then topped it off with a thick layer of solid ice... The brat froze to death or drowned. Either way, it doesn't matter. That poor thing thought she could belt herself to freedom. We both know that the human voice can't crack a dent in layers upon layers of solid ice!" The voice started cackling loudly. "We finally defeated that little meddling pest. You should be happy!" The voice sounded closer than before.

I'm done for.

"No there's gotta be— There's gotta be a way out of here!" Drakken cursed under his breath.

He focused on getting up. But the second his foot touched the ground, instead of a hard surface he was met with a goopy, black ooze. The earth underneath him started to shift into a sticky, pitch-black pool that clung to his clothes. With every movement he made, he felt himself sink further into it.

Drakken tried clawing at the parts that seemed still intact, only for it to flow through his fingers until he felt a shoe. His gaze shot upwards to see Kim Possible's sidekick staring back at him. His face was somber with no hint of empathy or remorse for the man as he slowly became more and more engulfed in tar.

Drakken tried getting a hold of the boy's leg, opened his mouth to plead with him for help. But when he tried to speak, nothing came from his lips.

"Oh, that's right. We never bothered to remember him, uhm— What’s his name again? Perhaps ‘buffoon’ works..."

But I know his name, it's Stoppable! Ron Stoppable! Drakken protested back in his mind. But the more he tried to force the name out, the more gulps of sticky, suffocating tar gushed into his throat.

“Look at you. You’ve got all the power in the world, and still you are weak.”

Drakken could see his mirror image hovering, staring right at him now mere centimeters above his own face. Finally he dared to look at the figure’s features.

His face was sharp and slightly sunken in, his ears seemed pointier than his own, and bloodshot eyes were fixed on his, observing him like a predator watching its prey die.

“I gave you this power! This is all you’ve ever wanted and yet you are not satisfied?”

“I never wanted—”

“LIAR!”

The roaring of the doppelganger’s voice sounded like thunder shaking the earth. The tar pit morphed into a maelstrom, trying to drag Drakken down with violent waves.

“The way to the top is paved with blood. You and I both knew that from the very start.”

“That’s… That’s not what I—”

“You pushed Shego to put her life at risk countless times, just to steal something you could’ve easily made yourself.”

“But I—”

“You were enjoying commanding her. She’s nothing but a powerful tool to you. Why else would you put a neuro-compliance chip on her? What else were you thinking of making her do?”

“NO, I’D NEVER—!”

“Never what, Drew?” his voice spat out his name like venom. “Must I remind you that you let a child drown? You just walked away as she was panicking, gasping for air in that freezing water. You don’t have any regard for others in the slightest, so what makes you think that you’re ‘holier than thou’?”

Drakken felt his body becoming numb as the tar further condensed into a heavy emulsion, the power of the waves and the thickness of the ooze forcing his body to give up.

“I’m… I’m sorry,” he sobbed with the last of his strength.

“You’re not sorry,” Ron finally spoke up. “You’re saying this because you hope that someone will somehow save you. But no one will, Drakken. You’ve got no one but yourself to blame.” Drakken watched in horror as his doppelganger joined him in the pit, burying his finger-like claws against his face, forcing Drakken’s jaws open as he began pulling him deep underneath the surface of the suffocating darkness. His final sight was the apathetic face of the boy as he felt his last desperate breaths escape from his lungs...

Drakken's eyes shot open as he jolted upright, sucking in air against the choking sensation that still had him in its dark grasp. His eyes darted around as he took a moment to process his surroundings, noting familiarity.

The small moat was dimly glowing, illuminating the room just enough to remind him that he was in his bedroom. He felt the mattress shifting slightly as Shego turned and cuddled up to his arm, still fast asleep but thankfully…very much alive.

A wave of relief washed over Drakken as he slowly lie back down. He lifted his still trembling hand and brought it to Shego’s head, brushing his fingers through her dark locks as he watched her sleep. He felt his breaths calm as reality began to supplant the horrors. A content sigh coming from the woman next to him gave him reassurance that the nightmare was finally over. For now.

•─────────────•°•❀•°•─────────────• I hope you liked my little angsty Dr Drakken fanfiction! Massive thanks to @bcbdrums for test reading and helping me with grammar, and spelling checking, and additional suggestions to flesh it out more! ♡(◕ᗜ◕✿) This started out as an idea for a small comic to process and sort out my own nightmares (write it out of mind out so it's of sight am I right?). But then I noticed that it became a bit too big for a small comic as I added more and more things into it, oopsies. I also thought of adding parts from the show into it to keep it in universe. I honestly find the death trap in 'Hidden Talent' to be one of the most diabolical things in the show. Also a small fun note, I based Drakken's nightmare version on one of the unused concept designs for Drakken but I uh, slapped some hair on it :') I unfortunately don't have time to actually make this into a comic at this moment, so that's why I decided to just write it out and perhaps in the future I might adapt it!

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b4mpyre-k1zz3s · 3 months

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Life of the Party

Steve meets the love of his life in a way only he could.

Steve-O X Fem!Reader

(Fluff, Angst)

1.2k Words

Warnings: Suggestive content, heavy drug use, alcohol, crude language, bimbo y/n, makeouts, minimal plot, blood

An: This fic was inspired in large part by this song! Besides liking Nu-Metal, I have a passion for 90s rave tracks and accidentally stumbled upon this song one day. I had wanted to write a fic about Steve and a fun, party girl who could match his energy for a while, but this one took a bit of a dark turn while I was writing it! I’m on a Steve kick what can I say XD Nonetheless, thank you for requesting fics and please keep the requests coming! :)

“Yo, yo- dude.” Out of the blue, one of Steve’s buddies pulled him aside in the midst of some house party with a hand on his shoulder, “I got this chick you gotta meet.” Normally he would be pretty annoyed at this- there was a whole crowd of people around him waiting for him to down the thing of bong water he was holding, but he was feeling nice and had enough booze in his system to make him chill but not enough yet to make him an asshole. Fuck it, why not? So he followed him, squeezing past dense crowds while wondering why this dude seemed so damn excited to introduce him to this lady.

That’s when Steve saw you, leaning against a wall with a bottle of something dark in your hand. Looking you up and down, he felt compelled to make himself presentable by dusting off the little bits of burnt hair on his scalp from the backflip moneyball he did when he jumped off the roof earlier. Big hair, shiny red high heels, leopard print mini dress- this girl was classy, the splitting image of the kind of girls that usually go for him. Your gaze flitted over to him as he approached you and whatever conversation you were having was immediately halted. “Oh my god- are you Steve-O?” Chuckling, he nodded, your excitement doing wonders for his ego, “Yeah, baby! You a fan?” Splaying out your glittery manicure on his chest, your dark, mascaraed eyelashes flared out around your saucer-big eyes as you leaned in, “Of course! I love you!” Christ. Well it’s not like he could say no to that. Steve grinned, “You wanna go have some fun?”

“I would love to!” You giggled, lifting up the bottle in your hand, the amber liquid sloshing as you held it out to him, “Can I buy you a drink?” Raising his eyebrows, Steve took the bottle from you, bringing it to his lips and taking a huge swig before throwing his arm around you, sighing. He dragged you over to the couch, flashing that sweet, boyish smile of his as he plopped down andfished around in the pocket of his camo shorts, wordlessly pulling out a ziploc baggie full of blow. Fuck yeah. There was something in the way your face lit up when he took that shit out that made Steve think that maybe this chick could keep up with him. “Whats’ur name?” As you sat down, he started drawing up a line with a credit card, licking the plastic edge clean once he got it how he wanted, and you were nearly drooling. Sure, booze was all nice, but after you had tried just about everything under the sun, you always thought coke was a classic and a necessity at parties like this. You spoke over the loud party music, “Y/N.”

A few hours later and shit started getting really fun. Steve couldn’t keep his hands off of you and you didn’t care, finding it really sweet when he asked to hold your hair back when you did your next line. “Don’t worry ‘bout it- I gotcha, baby…” His fingers tangled in your hair as he wiped the remnants of his last one from the bottom of his nose. You leaned down, inhaling deeply and feeling that telltale burn deep in the back of your throat. Pulling yourself up, you sniffed a couple times, your eyes watering as you felt something warm on your upper lip. A grin spread across Steve’s face as he reached out, gently grasping your chin to tilt your face towards his, smearing the blood that began to trickle from your nose, “Atta girl.” He thought it was cute, how blown out your pupils looked as you stared back at him with glassy eyes.

The sting all melted away both by the aid of the bottle the two of you passed back and forth until it ended up sitting empty on the coffee table and the rough kiss Steve then pulled you into, his tongue sloppily intermingling with yours. His mouth tasted like Jack Danniel’s and Newports, but you didn’t care. Your hands ran up and down his torso, hurriedly trying to find somewhere to stay. Steve smirked against your lips, pulling you closer as his hands slid down to your lower back. Your heartbeat picked up as he started to place open mouth kisses down your neck, not a single person at the party batted an eye at the obscene display the two of you were putting on. “Fuck…” He murmured against your chest, looking up at you with half lidded eyes, “Can I do one, like- off your boobs?” Giggling, you wrapped your arms around the back of Steve’s head. This guy was just too sweet.

He must’ve really hit the jackpot for this one. Never before in all of his years of being a guy on tv who liked to party sometimes had he met a girl so giddy for him to do blow off her tits. You laid back on the shitty couch someone probably found on a curb and Steve tugged down the top of your dress a little to get better access to your cleavage. It was weirdly sexy, watching how focused he looked as he lined it all up with that credit card from before, not even bothering with the rolled up dollar the two of you had been using. Sternum to collarbone, Steve did the massive line in one go before quickly capturing your lips in another fervent kiss, snaking a hand up the back of your neck to tangle into your hair and pull you closer. As he pulled away after what felt like forever, your breath came out in little pants against his skin.

Pulling Steve up to his feet, you wobbled a little, leaning against him to stabilize yourself as you murmured into his ear, “Y’wanna fuck?” His eyes went wide as he chuckled a little at the gall of this woman. Of course he did. Without hesitation, you two ducked down some hallway, running off to a secluded bedroom that belonged to whoever to continue what you were doing in private. The sounds of the party still filtered in after you closed the door, somewhat muted through the thin walls as you tumbled on the bed. Steve didn’t even bother to turn the lights on before he was on top of you, slotting himself between your legs as his hand found its way to the black lace hem of your skirt. You were clawing at his shirt and you had gotten it about halfway off by the time your dress was hiked up around your waist, the air swimming with hormones and human heat.

Suddenly, Steve felt you freeze before going limp underneath him. Confused at your reaction in contrast to your previous eagerness, he stopped for a second, trying to listen for any repose or signs of life. You were breathing, but pretty softly- did she…? Oh shit. This girl just fell asleep after doing three lines. Steve would be impressed if you hadn’t passed out right before you were going to fuck him. Groaning, he rolled over to lay next to you, wiping away the red lipstick that was smeared across his face and thinking about how he bet this kind of shit doesn’t happen to Chris as he slowly drifted off to sleep himself.

#jackass #steve o #jackass fanfiction #jackass fanfic #fluff #angst #jackass x reader #steve o x reader #all of my Steve fics are actually inspired by music now that I think about it #huh!

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