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star2fishmeg · 2 years

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Hellooooo~i was wondering if you are doing any request if you are I really loved your high&low x reader story so much I was kinda hoping you would do something with rocky I simp for that fucker so much lol have a good one ☺️

Treasure

Pairing: Rocky x f!reader

Warnings: fluff, kinda short, mention of a bruise

Summary: a domestic morning with Rocky before the chaos begins

Authors note: thank you so much! I'm personally a heavy Murayama gal but I hope I did Rocky some justice here! Thank you for requesting! I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK AGES I WAS SO BUSY I REALLY APPRECIATE THE PATIENCE😭

Request: above

Rocky was a quiet guy, only speaking when he deemed necessary, voice deep and never raised. It was surprising how he looked so youthful despite spending his days scowling and listening to S.W.O.R.D matters, which by the way, were slightly boring now and then. He had his bad days however, where he just lacked the energy to get up from the sofas of Club Heaven, and the lights deeming too blistering for his head to handle. These were the days he broke any remaining highway laws to get home to his beloved.

It was no secret that he did love women, not in an objectified manner, but as a whole, for their strength and what they stood for. He didn't believe that they should endure any more horror than they already had to, which is why he kept y/n away from the White Rascals completely. However this idea of being on the ball always backfired as he always found himself never wanting to leave the comfort of the bed.

July daybreak seeped through his blinds, warming the skin of his lover. Rocky had insisted she slept near the window, so that when the summer came around she could wake up pleasantly. Either way, she always would. Tired eyes fluttered open, his soft features clearing up into her vision. Seeing his muscles in such a relaxed state was a blessing: duvet ruffled down to his stomach, arm slung over her waist while his bleached locks fell over his eyes. He never looked so angelic, only in the mornings. That's possibly why, despite feeling groggy, she loved mornings. Think about it, what was more serene than waking up to somebody you have undying love for? There isn't anything else, and if there is, it's wrong. Slowly reaching her hand to his face, her fingers lightly brushed against his cheekbone. It was such a shame it had a healing bruise, the purple ruining his angelic glow. Continuing to caress his features, she cupped his cheek, gently so he wouldn't wake. She couldn't help but smile and how perfectly it moulded into his bone structure, no-one else could ever have hands soft enough to calm all his nerves, because he in fact, buried a lot of nerves within him. He was a leader, he had to remain strong, but her touch would relax every muscle in his body and he'd melt like putty in her hands.

Rocky stirred, rolling onto his back at the tickling sensation on his skin. Giggling, y/n shifted to prop herself up on her elbow, gazing lovingly at the man below her. Her fingertips grazed over his chest, drawing no particular patterns as his chest rose and sank under the rays of the sun. Such an endearing sight is one that could be taken as an art piece, conveying such a peaceful emotion that brings true tranquility to the eye. It was these little moments in life she treasured the most; Rocky, at his utmost peace of mind. Y/n layed her palm flat against his built chest, leaning down to place a feathery kiss on his cheek before trailing these down his neck and body, pulling her lips away just as she reached his naval.

"Morning, baby." His gruff voice spoke up. Y/n turned her head towards him, looking again him through her eyelashes before sliding her hand tenderly back to his cheek.

"Good morning, handsome. Sleep well?" She smiled, pressing her soft lips to his for a slow and lazy kiss, those types where they moves so in-sync it's intoxicating.

He smiled, pushing a loose strand of her hair behind her ear, "Always with you." He mumbled, pulling her back into a languid kiss, tasting the previous night's toothpaste on her tongue. Not that he minded, any kiss was gold to him. His coarse hands placed themselves on her hips, pulling her body on top of his and caressing the exposed skin as gently as he could. Y/n dipped her face into the crook of his neck, pecking butterfly kisses anywhere she could reach. Rocky, despite how scarred and chapped his palms were, always tried his best to leave delicate touches on her, airy enough to light little fires over her skin to return the sensations he always recieved. His hands slid up and down her back before securing themselves firmly on her arse.

"M'sorry, I have to get up for work." His voice vibrated through his chest, huskier than usual, in her ears.

"Do you have to go? Can't we stay like this a little longer?" Y/n arms tightly around his shoulders, pressing their chests and bodies together dangerously.

"Darling, you know I'd love to stay." His lips drew into a warm smile. Inhaling her natural flowery scent, he pecked her shoulder slowly, wasting no moment where his plump lips met the warmth of her skin. Rocky truly loved mornings, waking up to his most treasured love. If he weren't a leader of a feared gang, he'd want the best for his love: a comfortable home, secure careers, perhaps even a family of their own (if she wanted that). But in their current timeline, the White Rascals were the closest to a family he could acquire. As long as he had y/n, he had all the treasure in the world that he could ask for. If anyone were to breathe around her, well, then they'd have to deal with Rocky.

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#high&low #high and low #rocky x reader #high&low x reader #rocky x y/n #white rascals #high&low rocky x reader

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underqualified-human · 1 year

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Yuu's Kid, struggling to open a container: This lid is a fucking dickhead.

Riddle: I wonder where he got that from?

Yuu: The fucking fridge, you dickhead.

#i imagine this is what would happen if both Yuu and Riddle were british #source: you laugh you ahhhhh by rocky videos on youtube #timestamp: 9:20 #riddle rosehearts x reader #riddle x reader #riddle rosehearts #twisted wonderland #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst incorrect quotes #twisted wonderland incorrect quote #riddle x y/n #riddle x yuu

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realisticjupiter · 1 month

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haihaii!! your profile has been like.... THERAPY to me bc the aib fixation is back AND ITS STRONG ESPECIALLY TOWARDS CHISHIYA 💔💔💔 i love the way u write as well !!

so with this could i request a touch starved chishiya... like a chishiya that needs readers attention so bad but is too embarrassed to downright tell them "I WANT CUDDLES" or smth... still he does everything in his power to get readers attention atp the only thing left is to just BEG

also could i be 🎶 anon ? i picture myself being very active here from now on... have a nice day!!

Summary: Chishiya can't sleep without you.

Genre: Fluffy

Pairing: Chishiya x gn!reader

Warnings: None! :)

Word count: 784

a/n: Aghhhh i hope this is okay!!!!! That is actually so sweet of you, I'm so glad you've liked my account!!!<3 And ofc you can claim an emoji, hello 🎶!!

Chishiya tried everything to get you into bed with him. He tried seducing you, gaslighting you, and of course his manipulation tactics didn't work either.

All you were focused on was trying to fix the phone from last night's game. It was still on, so you thought it would be easier to get into before it powered off.

Every time he'd call your name, you'd brush him off. Mostly because he always used a certain tone of voice you've become far too familiar with when he tries to get what he wants.

All he wanted to do was kneel at your feet to tell you exactly what he wanted. To tell you he just wanted you to hold him, to tell you all he needed was your attention.

But he couldn't. He never has been able to ask for help, or ask for anything without feeling vulnerable for that matter. He was closed off, that's what people knew about him; that he didn't show those types of emotions in fear of being belittled.

Chishiya could feel his eyelids getting heavy and his eyes burning from keeping them open, but he knew no matter how hard he would toss and turn; he wouldn't be able to sleep without you.

It was pathetic, he'd admit that. It was a loop he found himself getting stuck into, and found there was no way out of it. He hid it pretty well, though. Through late nights where you'd fall asleep alone and wake up to him beside you. You truly had no idea he struggled so much.

He was so tired. He'd do anything if you'd just stop and sleep already.

And he found his last option, the one thing he dreaded the most.

"Y/n?" Chishiya whispered, his voice husky as he climbed out of bed and walked towards you with slow steps.

"What?" You hummed in response, never peeling your eyes away from the task at hand.

"Please," He spoke underneath his breath in an almost incoherent whisper as he stopped to stand beside the chair you sat in.

"I don't know what you want, Chishiya. No one is keeping you awake." You sighed, watching from the corner of your eye as he stood by your side, rubbing his eyes with his palms.

"You're keeping me awake." He murmured, watching your hands as they played around with the device's motherboard.

"How?" You said in defeat, finally turning your attention to him. You looked up at him with your hands thrown in your lap, clearly waiting for his response.

He let out a huff as he looked around the room; avoiding eye contact. When he finally looked at you, his eyes were soft and glassed over.

His next sentence was incoherent.

"What?"

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"Chishiya. Speak up, please." Your words were soft as you stood up from your seat, placing your hands on his upper arms.

"I can't sleep without you." He finally spoke, his words finally registering in your mind.

When he realized you had finally heard him, he felt like he could say anything. And with his new found confidence he continued to speak.

"Why is it so hard to ask you to touch me?" He breathed, letting his head fall onto your shoulder.

You smiled at his soft demeanour. You knew how hard it must've been for him to admit something so close to himself, especially since it was about you. You've found a new side of Chishiya you haven't seen before.

You brought a hand to comb through his hair as the other scratched up and down his bare back, "I'm sorry, Chishiya. I should've just read your mind." You whispered against his shoulder as you held him close to your body.

Your words were an obvious tease, trying to humor the situation at hand. Which did make Chishiya snicker.

"You should have. You've always been able to." He muttered, wrapping his arms lazily around you.

You smiled warmly as he spoke, pulling away to drag his hand towards the bed. You climbed in with him closely behind you. He waited for you to get comfortable, before he joined you under the covers to tangle his limbs with yours.

"I'm proud of you, Chishiya." Your sultry breath hit his forehead as you mumbled against his skin.

He stared down at the way your bodies fit together, processing your words with a smile he knew you couldn't see.

"Now go to sleep, 'm here." You spoke once more into his skin, kissing his forehead and massaging your fingers into his scalp.

His cold fingers danced around your bare skin, trying to bring himself impossibly closer to you before his body fell limp into a night's sleep.

reposts and comments are appreciated <3

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jack-o-phantom · 2 years

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Nearly escaping a raid at the market, great time to go star gazing

#theharedraws #tw blood #rbfr moondrop #rbfr y/n #rusted bells & faded ribbons #post apocalypse au #fnaf #fnaf sb au #moondrop x reader #enemies to lovers speed run #the two of course don't trust you #it's a rocky start but it's fiiinnne #probably

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komotionlessqueenmm · 1 year

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I've practically been stalking your old ivan drago content and saw your imagine prompt for being Rocky's younger sister and having a crush on Ivan, can you IMAGINE the idea of you, being Rocky's younger sister, seeking ivan out after his life changing loss because you know what that means for him? Just being soft and understanding because even though your brother won (and there's a good reason as to why that's the appropriate ending cough cough) you feel the need to offer a shoulder and comfort ivan because you see him for what he is, the product of having to please such a demanding regime? Maybe it's just my penchant to see big strong antagonists and want to hold their face in my hands lol (like iceman, my beloved)

Gah dammit now I wanna write about this!!!!

(No seriously tho I love this, I have daydreamed about it so many times, just needed someone to convince me to write about it! But I'm doing this as a headcanon instead of an actual story because I don't think I can properly get across what I want to get across. Which is why I never wrote about this despite fantasizing about it.)

Headcanon/Preference # 28

Pictures NOT mine.

Year posted - 2023

*I'm randomly coming back to this request because I saw it in my drafts, and I'm dabbling with a few pieces with Dolphs characters again, so I wanted to finish this one. That being said, I've actually got a story I'm working on based loosely on that imagine, it's got a fun little twist to it though. So keep an eye out for that, and I apologize this took so long, but that's honestly kinda just how I roll. 😅 ALSO this isn't exactly what you asked for, but I think you'll enjoy it regardless! MY BAD!

☓Before the fight☓

☭ So before the fight you'd only seen Ivan on the TV screen. But even then you could see him for who he really was. And apparently you were the only one who could, so you kept your thoughts to yourself.

☭ You more or less threatened your brother to take you with him to Russia. And he of course tried reasoning with you, but you'd made up your mind, and he wasn't going to change it.

☭ Rocky was of course worried that the cold might get to you, so he made sure you were bundled to the nine every single day. It was sweet, but a little annoying at the same time. And you had to admit the cold was definitely harsher in Russia than Philadelphia, and that was saying something.

☭ But despite the cold, and the harsh glare from the locals, you found yourself enjoying the landscape scenery.

☭ You helped to encourage your brothers training, and despite having lost your old friend Apollo to him, you couldn't help but find yourself enamored in a way with the Soviet boxer. A fact that you kept under lock and key.

☭ You wondered most nights what would happen in the end. What would happen to Rocky if he lost? What would Ivan go through if he lost? There was just so much at stake, and you couldn't decide who you wanted to come out victorious. Well both of them if you had it your way, but you knew that wasn't an opinion.

☭ You often replayed the fight he had with Apollo in your head. You'd seen how Apollo's theatrics effected him, and how unbothered he'd been by Apollo's taunting. How precious he was, and how powerful.

☭ It made you worry for your brother, but you knew he was one tough son of a bitch. You'd been there for every single one of Rocky's fights after all, even back when he was fighting in shitty clubs.

☓During the fight☓

☭ You were sorta like Rocky's coach at this point, well maybe not coach but rather his hype-man, always had been. So you were with him when he went out to the ring, and beside him in the ring.

☭ You had to admit, seeing Ivan up close for the first time... Jesus he was huge... And very intimidating with his cold expression. Queue your curiosity and worry both spiking.

☭ You shook hands with his team, per the typical routine, and when you were about to turn and leave the ring. You found Ivan staring at you, making eye contact, and maintaining it for far longer than you probably should have.

☭ Rocky noticed your hesitance, and gently bumped his shoulder with yours, knocking you out of your stupor. You offered your older brother a small smile, and he gently bumped your chin with his glove, drawing a proper smile from you. Which in turn made him smile.

☭ He didn't even notice Ivan had been staring at you, or that Ivan continued to do so as you left the ring. But the announcers? The fans? They noticed. So around the world people wondered if maybe it had been a bad idea letting you go to this fight.

☭ Before the fight started, you stood beside the ropes in Rocky's corner, and made good on tradition. Resting your foreheads together you said a prayer and wished him luck, smiling when he kissed the crown of your head before breaking away.

☭ All throughout the fight, you found yourself feeling rather queasy, you'd never experienced that before during any of Rocky's fights. You knew subconsciously because it wasn't just because of your worry for Rocky.

☭ You realized pretty quickly into the fight, that far more was riding on Ivan winning than Rocky. For Rocky if he lost, he would have been humiliated, and failed in avenging Apollo... But Ivan. You knew he would suffer far worse if he lost.

☭ You didn't have to speak Russian to know that his entire life would be determined by the outcome of this fight. If he won he'd be a hero, like Rocky was back home. But if he lost, odds are he'd loose everything he's come to know. How perceptive of you.

☭ Often you'd find yourself looking to Ivan when they were separated for a short break. Almost always finding him already staring at you, his expression dark and furious. Which admittedly made you a little nervous, but you didn't feel his frustration was directed at you.

☭ By the time they were both bloody and exhausted, you were on the brink of tears. And both men had noticed. Rocky trying to comfort you as best he could during his breaks, despite the fact that his state of mind was more important. (Something you kept reminding him about, but he didn't care. He's a good brother.)

☭ Ivan did nothing but watch, wondering if you were afraid for your brother, afraid for himself, or if perhaps you were afraid of him at this point? A series of thoughts that only confused him, and distracted him more than he'd care to admit.

☭ When Ivan picked that man up by his throat, you found that the tears had finally escaped, rolling down the apples of your cheeks as he shouted in Russian. His eyes found yours in the commotion, and he was certain he'd gotten his answer to his earlier ponderings.

☭ Little did he know you were crying for him, not because of his actions.

☓After the fight☓

☭ The crowd had boomed with excitement, and many people rushed the ring to celebrate with Rocky. You had watched as Ivan was led out by his team, and you didn't think twice about following them.

☭ When his team realized you'd followed them, they tried to shoo you away, but then Ivan noticed it was you, and barked at them to leave in his native tongue. Perplexed they complied and left you alone in the locker room.

☭ "What are you doing here?" He questioned, his accent think and heavy, like honey to your ears. "I..." You were at a loss for words. "I'm not sure... I-." He scoffed at you before turning away, looking at himself in the mirror, and glancing at you through it.

☭ "I guess I just wanted to see how you were... If you're... If you're okay." You tried to make sense of the way you felt, you knew you were drawn to him, you just didn't know why. He simply kept watching you through the mirror as you fumbled adorably over your explanation.

☭ But what you said next really caught him by surprise. "Your hands... Are your hands okay?" You'd asked, now looking at him through the mirror, he turned to you with confusion evident on his expression. No one ever asked if his hands were okay after a fight before, not even his wife.

☭ "I'm usually the one that mends Rocky's hands after a fight... Are your... Are your hands okay?" You explained yourself, taking a tentative step towards him, freezing in place when he stepped towards you.

☭ "You are afraid of me." He stated. "Not exactly." You quickly defended yourself. "I'm not afraid of you... I'm anxious around you." You added, thinking he'd accept that response. "What is the difference?" Ivan argued, watching you approach him.

☭ "My heart is racing, but it isn't because of fear." You tried to explain, feeling incredibly sheepish, especially considering you knew he was married. "I know fear... And you do not inflect fear in me." You added, sort of hoping he wouldn't understand what you meant.

☭ Thankfully he did. "I feel it as well." He admitted in a soft tone, not wanting to startle you as you gently unwrapped his wrist wraps. He noticed how you flushed at his confession, it made him smile softly.

☭ You tended to his busted up hands with a gentle touch, more gentle than he's used to. And by the time you'd finished, he couldn't help himself and he kissed you.

☭ It was tender the way he tilted your head back with his index finger, slowly leaning in to give you the opportunity to turn away if you wanted, but you didn't turn away.

☭ It's probably the most wholesome moment of his life, and yes I'm taking into account the birth of his son Viktor.

☭ You were just so sweet, peering up at him with big doe eyes. Foreheads resting together you both forgot about the world around you, if only for a moment.

☭ Ivan just wanted to wrap you in his arms and stay that way forever. He wasn't sure why he was so drawn to you, but he had been enamored with you long before you even knew about him.

☭ Granted you had just been a face on the screen of his TV, but that didn't stop his heart from fluttering at the mere sight of you. Perhaps it was fate, perhaps you were made for eachother, separated from eachother across the world.

☭ After what felt like hours the moment was ruined, because down the hall you could hear Rocky calling your name, probably worried sick about where you'd disappeared to.

☭ "I have to go." You whispered, despite not wanting to. "I know." Ivan murmured equally saddened. "Until we meet again." He added before giving you one last kiss, breaking away and leaving right before Rocky barged in. His heart shattering in his chest, as he knew you'd probably never see eachother again.

☭ "There you are!" Rocky breathed a sigh of relief, and practically fell into your arms. He never questioned why you were in Ivan's locker room, and he never questioned why you'd run off like that. (He had a feeling he didn't want to know.)

☓Years later☓

◈ You hadn't seen him since his fight against Rocky. And you wondered if he'd even recognize you anymore. Or if you'd even see him that is.

◈ You knew about his son, and his determination to fight Adonis Creed.

◈ What you hadn't honestly expected, was for him to show up your brother's restaurant, atleast not unannounced.

◈ "Rocky we need-" You cut yourself off as you laid eyes on him, he looked even more handsome than you'd remembered. Frozen in place you jumped when Rocky touched your arm.

◈ "You okay?" He asked with a soft expression, wordlessly pulling you into a hug when you nodded your head yes.

◈ "(Y/n)." Ivan had approached you both, and you could tell Rocky didn't trust him. "Hello Ivan." You smiled softly, those old butterflies from before fluttering around in your belly.

◈ You'd secretly been sending letters to Ivan for years, and while you sent them religiously, you only ever received a handful in return. Not that you minded, you understood, better than anyone.

◈ "Still so beautiful." He mused as if Rocky wasn't standing right there, his hand coming up to brush his knuckles across your cheek bone. Rocky was quick to put himself between you and Ivan of course, ever the protective brother.

◈ "Rock." You placed your arm on his bicep, gently tugging at his arm, a reassuring smile on your face when he turned to look at you. "It's okay." You reached up cupping your brothers cheek, smiling as you felt him relax under your touch.

◈ When you looked to Ivan again, you asked him if he would like to take a small walk. Rocky immediately tried arguing against it, but you assured him you would be fine, and he listened to you begrudgingly.

◈ "You look good Ivan." You'd mused as you walked side by side, just the two of you, as he'd made Viktor wait in the car. "I've missed you." He admitted, making you smile. "And I've missed you." You found it funny that he could still make you blush.

◈ "I kept all of your letters." He added in a soft tone, again making you smile. "Yeah?" You stopped walking and he turned to you, taking your hands in his. "Of course." He smiled.

◈ "You were always on my mind." Ivan murmured quietly before wrapping his arms around your waist, burying his head into your neck. You quickly wrapped your arms around his large shoulders, your right hand coming to rest against the back of his head.

◈ "You know... I never married." You mused thoughtfully, hoping he wouldn't think you crazy. "I couldn't bring myself to love anyone else." You added when he pulled back from the hug.

◈ "I would have given anything to have you by my side, helping me raise Viktor." Ivan closed his eyes for a moment, thinking back on his fantasy. "Want about now?" You wondered aloud before you could stop yourself, and Ivan smirked.

◈ "You would want that? Want me?" He asked with a small smile, adoration shining in his eyes. You cupped his face between your hands, pulling him down to your height so you shared the same air. "It's all I've ever wanted Ivan." He visibility melted into your touch.

◈ Needless to say the world was shocked to see you by Ivan's side, and even more so when you announced your engagement. Rocky tried to "reason" with you, claiming it was a rash decision. But you told him about everything, the moment you shared with Ivan in Russia, the letters, and the way he made you feel, the way he'd always made you feel.

◈ Rocky came to realize your love for Ivan, was like his love for Adrian. He knew you never really dated, or let yourself get attached, especially after his fight with Ivan. And despite his past with the Russian, he supported you (warning Ivan about what would happen if he broke your heart like any good brother would.), and he attended your wedding of course.

#Headcanon #ivan drago x reader #ivan drago #Ivan drago headcanon #Ivan drago imagine #Ivan drago x you #Ivan drago x y/n #rocky balboa #Rocky 4 #rocky iv #Rocky headcanon #Rocky 4 headcanon #dolph lundgren #reader insert #fluff #requested #Rocky imagine #rocky x reader #Rocky x you

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little-reader · 8 months

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My Big Boy

Moving into a New town means New rules.

Warnings; Swearing, Death, violence, gore

Biker!Bucky Barnes x Rocker!Female!Reader

Authors Note; So the style for this character is very specific. It's between a trad goth and a Rock tomboy. So If you need me to start linking the clothes to get a better idea, just ask. Also, if you need any more facts or just questions about the character, submit them to me. Don't be afraid to ask.😘❤️

The annoying chime each second from my phone pissed me off as I threw it in the passenger seat. My car was full of boxes and bags at 4:38 a.m. and driving down the interstate. I turned my music up to block out the sound around me. I was done with the people back at home. All judgy Know-it-all’s and had no taste or sense of fashion. Button-ups and white skirts or tan Kackis weren't fashionable, it was Boring and plain

I was made fun of for the dark clothes I wore, or the piercings and tights I dressed in. My heels made me as tall as most boys, sometimes taller, and my black colored nails and make-up made me look slightly paler than I was. Their personalities were all the same. The same faces were full of make-up and the same old clothes. My parents were the same, trying to dress me “Normally” like my other 100 siblings so they wouldn’t be the tale of the town.

I let out a huff of relief as I turned the channels until I reached a rock channel. Then turned it down, pulling into a parking lot. I was planning on moving to the next state. Which, by the looks of it, I would be there soon.

I found a town with cheap rent and a job. The part of town where I found an apartment looked like shit, but I would fit in somewhat. It was only that part of town and only that neighborhood. I talked to some of the people there and they said they were still working on it. The rest of the town was more… homey. Quiet for the most part, but I was only there for two hours when looking for somewhere to live, so I wouldn’t know.

I pulled beside a gas pump and grabbed my wallet before turning off my car and stepping out. I held the pump until my tank was full and headed into the gas station, getting a quiet “Hello” when I went in and Left for the drinks. I looked down at my black vans as I opened the door to grab a soda and two waters.

I wasn’t in the most approachable clothes. I wore a DAZY Mock Neck Ribbed Knit Tank Top with a silver chain around my neck, black bag jeans with chains attached, and a black belt. I dyed my hair black a month ago and just had mascara on with silver earrings. Tattoos were written on my arms and a small snake tattoo on my temple. So no, I was not the nicest-looking person.

I grabbed a big bag of potato chips and left it on the counter, leaning on it as I scrolled through my phone and waited patiently for the man to get off the store phone. I heard motorcycles park and the door chime from the other side of the store as the man finally got off the phone. “Uh, anything else?” He asked.

I didn't look up from my phone and nodded. “Number 9, Sweet fruity,” I said, pointing at a vape as I turned my phone off, hearing the laughs of men behind me. He nodded, glancing behind me a few times as I placed money on the counter and grabbed the bag from the man. “Thanks.” He nodded and stopped me before I could turn.

“Be careful out there, sweetheart.” I raised an eyebrow but nodded and turned, moving past the other men who were waiting behind me. I heard a “Hey Richie” from one of them as I left and a crunch of some sort.

I made It to the town in about an hour or so. I was given the key to my apartment days before and an extra hidden under the railing. I opened the door to the sad apartment and I dragged two boxes in. Thankfully the room came with an old bed and kitchen, so I didn’t have to sleep on the floor.

Once I had gotten all the boxes and bags in, I changed the sheets and pillows, put the others in the wash, and lay down to take a nap.

I did wake up a few hours later by the ringing of my doorbell. The landlord had left some papers by the door and neighbors came to greet me, some giving me looks like I didn't belong but still being nice about it. They were short visits and some left food behind. Which would last at least a week.

I chomped on a cookie as I pressed on my hair with a towel and picked out my clothes from a box. I grabbed a bowie shirt, smokey gray pants, and a belt. Adding on my dog tag necklace and a few rings on my fingers. I grabbed my vans and jacket and left for my car.

I had found a job before I left home and told them I would be able to work in a week. My plan was perfect, graduate, army, save money. It took months to find somewhere to live where my family wouldn’t try to find me. I packed throughout the months, acting like I was getting rid of things, and stocked them in a storage unit. I then slowly took canned food out of the cabinets and made a few problems in the house for my parents to focus on while I left for hours to find places.

Last night was my last step. Which was leaving. I took a few hours off of work to pack half of my boxes and waited till the end of my shift to pack the rest. Then I texted my dad that my car broke down And I towed it to the dealership, where I parked it behind trees at an abandoned parking lot. I left the things I didn't care about in my house and left later that night. Making sure everyone was asleep or occupied as I snuck out of my window with a bag and walked two blocks to my car. Then I drove out of town, blocking my dad and mom, and turned off my location.

If someone asked why I did all of that, It’s because my family would drag me down and back. I made sure no one could find me. And now the last part of my plan.

I pulled into an office and parked as I got out of the car and entered. “Hello, I’m looking for Mr. Henkins's office?” I asked, then led into a room where I displayed my files, birth certificate, and resume. The man placed a contract on one side and a sheet. I had already attended a court case to do what I was doing. So now all I have to do is finish it. I started to sign the papers and gave them back with a smile.

“Great! You were Y/n L/n, Now, your Y/n Miller.” He stated, then handed me a contract. “Ms. Miller, this is from another part of the office. Mrs. Kin told me to give it to you.”

It was a form for my bank account so that I could erase the old one and move all my money into a new one. I smiled and signed it. “Thank you,” I said, handing it back.

I grabbed groceries before I reached home and hit a local bakery. It smells mostly of strong cinnamon and butter. I walked up to the counter, where a young woman looked up, looking nervous.

“Did they send you? I’m sorry, I know Richie still needs to get the rest of the money, but we haven't had enough time, I- I swear!” She said, her eyes widened. I raised an eyebrow as I took out my wallet.

“Uh… I just wanted a donut, Sweetheart…” I said awkwardly. “I just moved here…” I said, placing money on the counter the woman's eyes softened and she let out a sigh of relief but still with her guard up.

“So you're not with the “Wolves?” She asked, making a few people turn their heads.

I laugh. “Uh… no. I don’t even know who they are.” I said. “Strawberry donut and…. Two danishes.” I said, placing an extra $5 down as a tip. I could see her relax and nod.

As she gave me the box of treats, she spoke. “I apologize. Really. It’s just… You dress like one of them.” I only nodded and left. I popped a Danish in my mouth and got into my car before driving off.

#bucky barnes x y/n #the winter soldier #bucky barnes #bucky x reader #mcu #fiction #sebastian stan #goth aesthetic #emo girl #rocky/n #biker!bucky #biker!steve #biker!bucky barnes #biker!bucky x reader #goth girl #goth!reader #rockgoth #trad goth

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tansyfleurwhisper · 6 months

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love (fushiguro megumi x reader smau)

warnings for this chapter: slight nudity? you gonna see bum cheeks of a cartoon character nothing deep 😭

character introductions; gojo + the first years(i will make for the second years another time)

footnotes;

the song nobara posted is fashion killa by asap rocky.

gojo's cut of tweet says "Another pesky curse exorcised! - Me daily"

masterlist ┊ next

#asap rocky #megumi smau #megumi x y/n #megumi x reader #megumi x you #megumi fluff #megumi fushiguro #jjk fanfic #jjk smau #jjk x reader #tansyfleurwhisper writes

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callsign-rockstar · 2 years

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I do - N. Bradshaw

After a couple years of being engaged, Y/n and Nick Bradshaw were finally getting married. Even though the proposal had taken place years before the wedding, there was one more thing Nick had to say "I do" to on the day-of :)

a/n: sorry again for being so inactive!! this was a request and so is dedicated to @fandomstanner24 who requested it. I really hope y'all enjoy it, (stop reading this a/n if u dont wanna know what the surprise is, keep reading if u do) and if you want to know what y/n asks goose at the end/what the surprise was it's that she's preggers again :,).

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Opening her eyes, Y/n registered that today was different. She wasn’t waking up by her fiancé’s side. She was not, however, alone in her hotel bed. Her best friend, Penny, was waking up next to her, eyes sparkling while she was thinking about the day ahead. She shot up like a spring and shook y/n fully awake.

“Come on, y/n/n, we have to get you ready!”, Penny said.

“We can stay here for like, 5 more minutes, you know? We’re supposed to be up at 7 and its like, 6:30.”, replied y/n.

“Why am I more excited about this wedding than you are? Are you getting cold feet?”, asked Penny with mock concern. She grabbed her best friend and looked her in the eyes.

“If you want to ditch, I can be your getaway driver”, said Penny. And although it was a joke, somewhere in the back of her eyes, y/n knew Penny was more than willing to run away with her.

But y/n didn’t want that. Although she was nervous, she wanted to marry Nick Bradshaw more than anything she had ever wanted in this lifetime.

“Shut up, Penny! I promise we’ll still be as close as we are now, if that’s what you’re worried about.”, replied y/n smiling and sitting up.

Penny smiled and gave her best friend a hug, whispering in her ear that she loved her.

Neither of the expected to cry until the wedding itself, but on days like these emotions are running high. So, at 6:35 am, they were crying in each others arms.

They had been through everything together, and Penny could not be happier that her best friend was finally getting married to Goose. She knew they were soulmates, and she wasn’t worried about her friendship with Y/n because they were more than friends, they were sisters and twin flames. And nothing could ever take that away from them.

Both women got up and went downstairs for an early breakfast alone. They knew that this was probably one of the last moments they’d get to be alone together considering the day, so they enjoyed every last bit. The rest of the bridal party was supposed to get up at 7:00 like they had planned but quiet downtime was much appreciated. When they were done, they got to relax for a while up in their room.

“I’m nervous, Penny. I have to call my parents and ask about Bradley. I miss him a lot and I want to know if he’s ok.”, said y/n, already dialing her parents’ house phone number into the hotel’s.

“Honey, I get it, getting married is big and nerve wracking. But I’m sure Bradley is perfectly fine! In fact, I bet he’s still asleep”, says Penny.

“Hi mom! Sorry for calling so early, I just wanna know how Bradley is.,” said y/n.

“He’s doing great princess. He just woke up, actually, do you wanna say hi?”, said y/n’s mom through the phone.

“Yes!”, exclaimed the bride-to-be.

“Hi mommy!”, said Bradley.

“Hi, honey. Have you had fun with your grandparents?” Asked y/n.

“Yes! We played with my toys and then we…”

Bradley proceeded to tell his mom about the time they’d been apart. Truthfully, he sounded like a big kid, despite only having turned 4 years old. It made y/n tear up a little bit, and it also brought back memories of when he was born. Nick had proposed to her only a couple weeks before they found out she was pregnant, and when they found out they figured they would rather focus all their energy into the baby and making sure y/n had the best pregnancy possible than to split the efforts between that and the wedding. That’s why it had been pretty much 5 years and they hadn’t gotten married yet.

But it was finally the day and they couldn’t be more excited.

Neither of the women knew, but Maverick and Goose were both asleep in their own hotel room, snoring the morning away. Nick woke up before his best friend, appreciating a second alone before Pete woke up.

He sat with his feet on the floor, breathing in and out slowly and feeling the morning chill in the dark room. He drew the curtains slowly and stood right next to the window, observing the streets below. The sun was shining and the birds were chirping. Everything was still for a fleeting moment, until he felt Maverick’s hand on his back.

“Ready, Goose?”, asked maverick.

“I’ve been ready this whole time,” answered Goose, with a smile on his face.

By 11:00, the bridal party was out of the hotel and at the venue: a beautiful botanical garden with a seaside view. The group consisted of Y/n, Penny who was the maid of honor, 3 other bridesmaids, Y/n’s mother, and the makeup and hair stylists. There was also the photographer who was doing her best to capture every moment that they would want to remember in 10, 20, 30… years time.

Bradley was in neither party, being carried around the venue back and forth between the guys and the women, but he was happy to be the center of attention wherever he went.

The day seemed to be both passing as quickly as water might slip through one’s fingers and as slow as a snail. One might say that 11:00 was early to get to the venue, but with weddings one can never be too early. By 2:00, almost everything was in order, and everyone was having lunch. The wedding planner was running around, trying to get every last detail right. She was making sure not one flower was out of place, that the band were where they had to be, that the sound system was in order and everything in between.

There was one more surprise that y/n and her best friend had to finish working out. One that not even Penny knew until a few hours before they came to the venue, but the reveal would have to wait until after the ceremony itself.

The guests were arriving at 3:00 and everything was exactly on schedule, with the wedding supposed to start at 3:30. Even though Y/n and her fiancé weren’t exactly the most traditional couple, they had been told by his mother to set the ceremony on the half hour mark, because that way their wedding would begin on the upswing as the minute hand on the clock was going up as well.

30 minutes later and everything was right where it needed to be. Y/n was still in the parlor, touching up her lipstick when her dad walked through the door. The room was silent, but there was a lot of love filling in the blanks that the quiet left open.

The man smiled at her daughter who always looked like a princess, but even more so in her gown. She looked like more than a princess, like an angel, he thought. She was perfect and he began to cry even before the ceremony started. Behind him was her mother, who shared her husband’s thoughts. She was getting teary eyed as well and both of them practically ran up to their beautiful daughter and hugged her tight.

Y/n wanted both of her parents to walk her down the aisle, she wanted to feel both of them next to her. The trio cried a little bit, but then y/n opened her trembling lips.

“Ok, we really have to stop crying. I can’t even imagine how bad it’s gonna get during the actual ceremony,” she laughed.

“Oh honey, we love you so much,” said her mother, as both parents kissed their daughter’s cheek.

“We better get going,” said her dad, as he heard the guests quieting down when the piano began.

“I know. But I have one more thing to tell you both…”

The ceremony began with Rooster and Maverick walking down the aisle together, the biggest smiles on both their faces. Then came the bridesmaids and the groomsmen, arms linked. Then came Penny, already tearing up and sniffling her way down. Even so, she had a smile on her face that could light up a room.

Little Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw (because yes, his father and uncle had already come up with a call sign for him) was walking down the aisle right before the flower girl with the rings for his parents. Everyone looked at him with endeared looks on their faces, because no one could resist “aweing” at a child as cute as him. He proudly walked down that aisle, with a smile on his face and his tiny chest puffed out.

It was a mystery to the guests why the bride and her parents already seemed to have cried as they walked down the aisle, and a lot. But, the bride looked beautiful and not one eye was dry.

Though it was supposed to be Mr. and (almost) Mrs. Bradshaw’s day, Bradshaw Jr. stole the show with his complete awe and admiration towards his mother. He stood there with his little jaw hanging wide open, and everyone laughed. But when everyone was looking at him, Nick only had eyes for Y/n. She was sparkling, gleaming, floating down that aisle. She was an angel come down from heaven. She was perfect, even when se cried she was flawless and he couldn’t help but cry as soon as he saw her.

The wedding continued and then the vows came. And finally, the I dos.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may-” and the officiator was cut off, because Nick was already dipping his bride to kiss her.

Everyone cheered and the celebration began.

One of the reasons they had decided to get married in the afternoon was so they could have the best lighting for pictures: golden hour. The photographer had spent all day trying to find the perfect spot for pictures because the goal was to capture both the plants and the beach in the background. The gardens were full of life, breathing and the plants were letting the sun bathe them in what looked like molten gold. The pictures began with only the couple in the frame, then with their son, and their parents and friends, etc. After about 30 minutes, they had gotten enough pictures to remember the day by, and everyone was going toward the large tent where the dance floor was and their tables, too.

“Alright, one more picture,” said the photographer. This time, it was just the newlyweds in the frame like they started.

“Ok, I want you to face away from each other and I’ll let you know when you can turn around. That way we can get a picture where everything looks dynamic and lively. These kinds of shots are great to make the pictures look like they’re almost moving,” instructed the photographer, winking at the bride.

Y/n was smiling so wide that it was hard to hide from her husband, but she knew holding back would be worth it for the surprise she’d been planning all day.

Once Nick was facing away from his wife, y/n got down on one knee, carefully arranging her dress so it would get caught beneath her. Penny came running to hand her the supplied necessary for the surprise and then ran away as quickly as she came back.

“You can turn around now,” said the photographer.

Goose looked down in confusion at his wife.

“Didn’t we already do this, love?” he asked.

“Nick Bradshaw, will you honor me by being the most wonderful father in the universe one more time?”, asked y/n, the biggest smile on her face and handing him a positive pregnancy test and a baby onesie.

The photographer was clicking away on the camera and all of their family and friends were already gathering around, cheering.

“Of course I will, I do!”, he exclaimed, picking his wife up and kissing her. His face was filled with pure love and admiration, the feeling of pure excitement filling him as he imagined his growing family. Bradley came up to his parents, having to be explained that he would be a big brother in about 9 months :)

#nick bradshaw #nick goose bradshaw #nick bradshaw x reader #nick bradshaw x y/n #goose bradshaw #goose x reader #top gun #rocky loves her followers #call sign rockstar #top gun 1986

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morgandr · 4 months

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Imagine:

Doing a mission with Rambo. You then asks him why he doesn’t have many friends. He responds as he is “expendable.”

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(NOT MY GIF!)

(John Rambo X Reader)

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(TAGS)

#old hollywood #oldhollywoodedit #john rambo #sylvester stallone #sly stallone #rambo #rocky #gif imagine #moviegifs #images #imagine #fame dr #x reader #fluff #y/n #vietnam

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witchyyflowers · 2 years

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Eddie & s/o at Rocky Horror

Headcanons for Eddie and his s/o attending a Rocky Horror showing together!

pairing. Eddie Munson x f!reader

tags. Henderson reader, established relationship, getting ready together, all the fluff, pretty much stupid young adults in love

an. Okay this is my first post literally ever on here but Eddie has given me so many ideas for writing that I had to actually put down some headcanons so apologies if this is a little rough but any feedback is so appreciated!

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First thing’s first, Eddie Munson’s jaw literally hit the floor when he saw you through his window dressed up as Janet for halloween one year when you went to pick up Max for trick or treating.

This also definitely did not prompt him to fling open the door and yell across the road “I’ll be damned, Janet! Not quite what I expected to see you as this year” giving a small shrug and blocking out the golden evening sun with your hand you just say “Well the garters and corset would’ve had my mom’s head spinning so I went with what was left.”

I mean you didn’t know Eddie at the time but you knew of him because of school and of course if there’s anyone who would understand your costume it would be the one kid known for his weird interests so you appreciate him already for simply noticing and having the courage to compliment you when no one else will be able to

Max finally runs out to your car and sending a polite smile over your shoulder aimed at Eddie you slip back in the driver's seat

He just stands there for a second in complete shock that somebody who everybody at school generally knows, who has normal friends, is a good student, hell you’re in Hawkins High student government, could be found at a risqué midnight showing of Rocky Horror

However you two finally going to a showing together doesn’t happen until a decent bit into your relationship

Because let’s be honest, there isn’t a theater within a 20 mile radius of Hawkins that has showings or even knows what Rocky Horror is

“What do you think Eddie should we dress up? The past few times a lot of people ha-”

“OH MY GOD YES”

It was an unsaid fact that Eddie was going as Frank N Furter

BECAUSE COME ON PEOPLE THE HAIR!!! THE HAIR!!!

After a few trips to the craft store and borrowing a pair of your mom’s pearls (plus a very thrilling trip to the adult store for corsets) the outfits are ready to be put together

Which cues getting ready together in Eddie’s slightly cramped bathroom oh my g o d

You finally feel comfortable enough to go in full Rose Tint My World glamor much to Eddie’s delight

You sit on the counter while Eddie stands between your legs while you do his eyeliner, your focused face makes an appearance which in turn makes Eddie’s heart flutter simply because you look so cute but he can also tell you really want to make him look fantastic

Also helping him put on the brightest shade of red lipstick you have seen in your life you can’t help but laugh a little while he stands there smiling at you

Eddie finally looking at himself in the mirror, “Now this is some metal shit, babe!”

You help each other make sure those corsets are on tight and not going anywhere which leaves you both flushed

Once you’re both ready you can finally see each other in full get up and both of you are just in utter awe of each other

Because screw social norms, screw the town of Hawkins, you two are dressed to perfection and the excited energy is palpable!

He can’t help but just grab your face and start peppering kisses all over

“Ed stop it! You’re gonna leave that lipstick all over me!” you laugh out

“I am so glad that we’re doing this together” with complete puppy eyes

Once you get to the theater the night just gets better. On your guys’ way in people stop you multiple times just to give you compliments, somebody walking around with a polaroid asks to take a photo of you two which you happily strike a stupid pose for. Kind enough to take an extra photo to hold on to Eddie takes it proudly stating it’ll go straight on the fridge

During the show rice is tossed, you and Eddie end up having to share a newspaper to cover your heads making you consistently steal glances at each other. Eddie also whips out his lighter that he has somehow magically secured in his corset so he can shine it during frankenstein’s palace

By the end of the night you two can barely speak from all the singing and cheering, drunk on pure happiness from being able to be as weird and crazy as you want without a side glare from your peers

Walking out with his arm around your shoulders and your arm around his waist, grins spread across your face while talking about which moments were your favorite

“Alright Munson if we get a flat tire promise me you won’t pull over or follow any motorcycles okay?”

“Mmm, no promises princess”

#eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x henderson!reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #henderson reader #stranger things #stranger things 4 #rocky horror picture show

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multi-fandom-imagine · 2 months

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OMG hiiii!!! Could i have a Rocky x reader? ( i hope this isnt too much) But you know how he gets a ( very Bad) injury, on his head? What if reader would've been his s/o when that happened? Whould they panick, and how would they react when Rocky regains counciousness etc.? ( Fem or GN reader pretty please ?)

I love rocky sm

KISSES!! 💓💓

A/n: 👏👏, Yes. Poor Rocky 😩

It was supposed to be a simple, easy but then again it was never easy when it came to Rocky.

Blood....there was so much blood. You've never seen that much blood before. You could hardly register what Ivy was saying to you. "Rocky." You did your best to not panic, scream as you held onto him, as you held him close.

You didn't care if you were getting covered in his, you just wanted to stop the blood. "You're going to be okay...you're going to be okay." You didn't know who you were reassuring, yourself, the unconscious Rocky or Ivy.

Tears streaming down your cheeks you gave Ivy a smile as you held Rocky to your chest. "He's going to be fine."

Sitting by Rocky's side, you frowned as you rested your head on his chest. He still hadn't woken up yet but you were grateful for the woman saving him. You hated this. A bandage wrapped around his head, chest slowly rising and falling as he slept.

Hearing a groan, you watched as Rocky stirred in his sleep but soon he was stirring awake. His eyes opening when he spotted you, a toothy grin on his face. "Heeey beautiul."

His words were slurred as he did his best to sit up though you frantically sat up as you pushed him back down. "Don't move."

Laughing, Rocky laid himself down on the make shift bed as he gave you a bright smile. He might have been in pain but he still had love shinning in his eyes for you. "Hehe you look so pretty."

"Rocky...this isn't." Puffing out your cheeks you sighed lifting the blanket over his body only to place a small kiss to his cheek as his eyes slipped closed for a moment.

"I'm sorry for...worrying you."

Shaking your head you did your best to keep a smile on your face. "Just....just get better for me okay."

Taking another breath in, Rocky weakly nodded his head giving you a smile. "When I'm better...I'll take you dancing."

"I can't wait."

#drabbles #drabble #lackadaisy #rocky #rocky lackadaisy #rocky rickaby #rocky rickababy lackadaisy #lackadaisy rocky #lackadaisy rocky rickababy #rocky rickababy x you #rocky rickababy x reader #rocky x reader #rocky x you #rocky x y/n #lackadaisy x reader #lackadaisy x you #lackadaisy x y/n

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inneratinyrebel · 2 years

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First Date - Choi Jongho

What I think Jongho would be like on your first date and what I think the date would be like:

- Ok so we know Jongho loves his coffee, so not to sound cliché, but I do think he'd want to go and have coffee with you first

- He would want to truly get to know you, and your quirks before he started to take things with you seriously

- Jongho would not talk too much about his upcoming date with the guys, but they would talk to him about it

- Some would tease him (aka Wooyoung and San) while the others would give him advice

- Jongho would maybe mention it to Yeosang and Mingi and ask them for some pointers

- Jongho and you would decide to meet up at the cafe (which he picked out since he already knew it and liked it there)

- You guys would have planned to sit together for an hour or 2 and talk but end up being there the whole afternoon

- You spend so much time talking and laughing that you don´t even realize it´s closing time until you basically get kicked out

- Since you both aren´t ready to part ways, you decide to go to the park

- You sit together on a bench and continue talking, that is until Jongho's phone start ringing

- He apologizes and offers to walk you home, which you accept

- As you are walking home, it starts pouring rain of course neither of you was prepared for that

- At your home, you ask Jongho to come in and offer him some dry clothes (thank god for owning baggy clothes or men's clothes, and yes I do wear men clothes sometimes and I love it)

- As it keeps raining you eventually offer for Jongho to stay over and this is the first time you see him get flustered so you quickly offer to stay on the couch

- Of course being the gentleman he is, he says he'll take the couch and stay since A) he doesn't want to disturb his manager so late and B) He would never let you sleep on the couch

- The two of you end up both sleeping on the couch all cuddled up since the storm cut off the power and you were genuinely too afraid to go be on your own with such a heavy storm

- Jongho is a sweetheart of course and sings you to sleep to get your mind off of the storm and falls asleep with you

Bonus:

-The boys will tease him for weeks to come after he gets home the next morning wearing not his own clothes

I’m back! I have been doing much better and I am so glad to finally have finished the first date series!! Thank you for the love you have showed me!!

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rynwritesstuff · 2 years

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Eddie Munson dressed as Doctor Frank-N-Furter for Halloween. That’s it. That’s the post.

#i need to see it #this idea came to me and i ascended #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fandom #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fandom #rocky horror picture show

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realisticjupiter · 2 months

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Summary: The people in the room beside you can't help but fuck like rabbits. Leaving you to relocate your room and end up in the one person's room you didn't expect.

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Chishiya x fem!reader

Warnings: Fingering (r! receiving), unprotected piv, creampie, making out, marking, multiple orgasms, dom!chishiya (If you squint..?), lmk if any others.

Word count: 2.4k

Moan after moan came from the other wall of your hotel room. Your eye brows furrowed, attempting to push the pillow on your head further into your ear to block out the sounds.

For a second, it worked. But then your eyes shot open at the feeling of the wall behind you getting pounded into, causing the entire wall to shake.

You cursed under your breath as you threw the pillow across the room and angrily left the room.

You walked around the hotel, peaking into the rooms to see if you'd get lucky and one would be empty.

Usually there's yelling and partying every hour of the day, but tonight it was weirdly mute. Of course there was still people participating in whatever it was, but you knew most of the population on the Beach would be asleep. So--the statistics of a room being empty, and staying empty until you woke up, was extremely high.

So, when you finally found that room that appeared empty and silent from all four walls, you plopped onto the bed and got comfy. Smiling contently at the thought of finally getting the sleep you deserved.

Chishiya finally made his way back to his room after he went to get fresh air from the roof, and stopped in his tracks when he saw your body curled into a ball and your face subconsciously holding your smile.

He sighed, almost annoyed that out of all the rooms you chose his. But nonetheless, he too needed sleep.

And unlike you, he could probably sleep through anything; as long as it didn't involve him.

He removed his hoodie and almost took off his sweatpants before he remembered you were right behind him, on his bed. So, he refrained from doing so and just got under the covers, turning his back towards you.

You regained your consciousness, for what would've been only a second to turn over, but when you did and slighty saw the figure in front of you, you paused.

Your eyes wide as you stared in front of you, the back of a blonde man's head.

"I can feel you staring." Chishiya commented, furrowing his brows with his eyes still shut.

"'M sorry!" You whispered, "I didn't realize this was your room." You spoke softly, you never were one for conflict and hated confrontation, so this whole thing just felt very awkward to you.

"Then why did you come in here?" He asked, only turning his head to slightly see you from the corner of his eye, giving you a view of his side profile.

You groaned at the memory, "People fuck like rabbits here, I tried to sleep through it but they were shaking the entire wall." You mumbled, rolling your eyes a bit.

"Oh," He replied, "That makes sense." He added with a sigh, his body shifting to lie on his back.

"I can leave if you want, they might be down by now..." You suggested, beginning pull the covers down.

"Probably not, considering I've been in your situation before." He almost smirked as he the memory resurfaced.

"Which one were you?" You asked.

"Which one?" He raised a brow, his face turning towards you.

"Were the one fucking? Or the poor soul that had to listen to it." You said.

He laughed at the question, surprised you even thought he could be the one fucking someone that loudly. "I was the one that had to listen, but definitely not a poor soul." He grinned.

Your eye brows quickly furrowed, confused on his statement. But you quickly came to the realization, your mouth opening once, not being able to form the right words before you opened it again to finally speak.

"Are saying you enjoyed it?" You blurted.

He stayed quiet for a second, his eyes going back to the ceiling as he debated on how to answer. "Yes." He answered nonchalantly. "But I'm not a perv," He turned back, "I only listened, nothing else."

You took in his words as you moved your eyes away from him. You were a bit surprised he let out the information so easily, usually he would keep everything to himself, even the smallest things.

You slowly averted your eyes back up, but stopping on his body when you realized he took off his jacket. You scanned his figure through the shadows of the night sky, watching his chest go up and down with each breath and his arms that rested together on his stomach.

Your eyes slowly went up, meeting his as they watched you with that same grin on his face. "You're acting like you've never seen a man shirtless before." He teased.

Your entire face was red as you squeezed your thighs together, trying to contain yourself. But you didn't reply, you just stared at him.

"Mm.." He hummed, with a soft laugh.

He couldn't stop smirking, just the thought of you looking at him like he was your prey turned him on more than he'd like to admit. And as much as he wanted to smash your lips into his, he held back, but just to see if you'd give in and do something first.

He moved his eyes to yours to see if you were still staring. When he noticed you were he smiled. But not his typical smirk that makes your skin crawl, it seemed like a genuine soft smile, giving you goosebumps.

You were starving. Starving for touch, starving for a taste of him. You watched his face, your attention only on him. "Kiss me." You mumbled, unsure what came out of your mouth.

He opened his mouth to voice a snarky response, but stopped himself. He didn't want to ruin the opportunity, but it wasn't like him to just lunge forward when given it.

He was truly lost in thought about what you said, did you just want a kiss? Or was this some type of code for, 'have sex with me'. Not that he was complaining.

"It's not rocket science." You commented, rolling your eyes. Noticing how he really was lost in thought. You were afraid he didn't look at you that way, slightly uncomfortable at the thought of making this entire thing incredibly awkward. But it didn't feel awkward, you didn't feel that tight feeling in your stomach.

"Jesus Christ." You muttered, picking your head up and quickly shuffling closer to Chishiya. You grabbed his face and slammed your lips into his. It was messy at first, slightly hitting teeth.

Chishiya's eyes widened but he found himself melting into it. Finding each other's rhythm and moving together. You swiped your tongue on his bottom lip, but he denied your request as he kept the kiss.

You moaned in annoyance, and when he tried to make it up to you by swiping his tongue on your lower lip, you denied as well. He laughed into the kiss, his hand moving from your cheek to your waist, pressing his fingers into you.

At the pressure of his fingers you moved your body to straddle his lower abdomen. Chishiya's hands held onto your hips, slightly squeezing them the further the kiss went on.

You hummed into the kiss, bringing your hips down to grind against his growing erection. The sudden friction against him causing his mouth to fly open with a broken moan, your tongue taking its queue to slide inside of his mouth, exploring what he gave you.

You practically attacked each other's mouths, your saliva mixing and trailing down each other's chins.

His grip grew harsher on the fat of your hips, digging his dull nails into the skin, surely leaving crescent-shaped marks that would last a while.

He brought a hand up to your head, grabbing a handful of your hair to turn both of you over. His quick decision to take the lead and be on top made you smile, the kiss breaking with heavy breaths filling the room.

With your legs wrapped around his waist, he sat on his knees to sit up and grip onto your bikini bottoms.

He swiftly pulled them off your legs and threw them to the side, his eyes taking in the sight of your body.

A possessive glint in his eye as he stared down on you, his hands delicately trailing up and down your thighs.

You didn't bother snapping him out of whatever state he was in. It was kind of hot to see him look at you like that, as if you were his, and only his.

He finally took his time to trail his hands up your stomach, moving his body back down to face you.

"You're so pathetic." He whispered, his lips grazing down your jaw to your neck, sucking lazily on the flesh.

"Just for you." You moaned, your words hiding under your breath as you sighed at the feel of the small bruising forming on your neck.

He stopped his movements to process your words, a smirk forming on his face, the same smirk that always tells you he's up to no good.

He trailed a hand down your chest, grazing your stomach and to the place you needed him the most. His fingers found your clit, teasing it with soft circles that made your breath hitch, and soft moans to fall from your open mouth.

His fingers got more into their movements, going faster just to hear how your moans grow with each swipe of his finger.

Chishiya trailed his fingers down to your slick entrance, dipping the tips of his fingers inside and retracting them to look down at the wetness that stuck to his fingers.

With a soft, annoyed, sigh of his name, he pushed his fingers deep inside your velvet walls.

"Oh, yes.." You moaned, arching your back at the feel of your cunt being filled with just his fingers.

"Gonna make you scream louder than everyone else." He groaned in your ear, picking up the speed of his fingers.

"Make them know how a woman's supposed to scream." He hissed, feeling your velvet walls spasm around him, listening to the moans that filled his ears and the wetness from inside of you.

"Please!" You whined, your hand gripping onto his arm for stability, digging your nails into his skin.

Your pleas only made him go faster, vibrating your body from the speed of his digits. His eyes were locked on your face, watching as you couldn't even keep your mouth shut or your eyes open--burning the image mentally inside his mind.

"Oh, I'm gonna cum.." You cried, feeling the familiar knot in your stomach tighten and threaten to break.

At first, he wanted to stop; to hear you beg for release. But the sounds of the moans that filled the room, made his head dizzy; unable to stop himself even if he wanted to.

You finally released with a loud moan of his name. He continued to keep going, letting you ride out your orgasm on his fingers with every buck of your hips.

Chishiya retracted his hand, his breath escaping his mouth in an uneasy pattern. His forehead was pressed against your chest, placing light kisses on the raw skin.

You looked down at him, watching as he adjusted himself to grind his clothed cock once more against your cunt, leaving a trail of your slick on his sweatpants.

"Chishiya," You breathed heavily, your words hiding on the back of your throat as you held onto his shoulders.

He didn't bother to reply since he was already one step ahead of you. Chishiya was too lazy to fully take off his pants, only pushing them down far enough, as long as his boxers, to reveal his cock to the raw air.

Your eyes were stuck on the sight of him, biting your bottom lip as he teased his tip up and down your slit.

He gave himself a few tugs before finally pushing into you, bottoming out as quickly as he entered.

You couldn't help but scream at the way he stretched your pussy, the pain disguising itself as a euphoric pleasure that pushed through you.

He didn't give you much time to get used to his size before pushing in and out of you mercilessly.

"Fuck!" You cried out, arching your back off the bed, letting your moans grow louder with each thrust.

He stuffed his head in the crook of your neck, breathing heavily out of his open mouth. His mouth shut to take your skin between his teeth, biting at the flesh before moving to a new spot.

The entire room was filled with lewd noises, the smell of sex roaming through the air, invading your mind as a cloud of smoke.

His hips hit harder into your own, conditioning his cock to hit the perfect spot inside of you that had you screaming in pleasure.

"Please, Chishiya!" You whined, "Let me cum, please." You whimpered, your nails digging into any part of him you could get your hands on.

He wasn't going to deny you an orgasm (this time), he wouldn't care if you did it without warning. But when you asked, when you begged for it, who was he to say no.

"Go on," He whispered, his hot breath hitting your ear, "Don't hold back on me, y/n. Wanna feel you cum on this cock." He growled, his hips becoming more sporadic and uncoordinated.

You threw your head back, your mouth agape with broken moans and cries as you let yourself come undone on him.

His hips stuttered at the feel of your pussy tightening around him, whimpering escaping his vocal cords in a poor attempt at warning you.

Your legs tightened around his waist, letting him know you wanted him to cum inside of you, which he did.

He painted your insides in white, muffling his loud moans in the crook of your neck as he rode out his orgasm inside of you.

He finally pulled his softening dick out of you, looking down at your fucked out face with a proud smile of his.

"You're still breathing, right?" Chishiya asked, watching as your eyes fluttered back open.

He pulled back, sitting back onto his shins to put his dick back into his pants.

"I think so." You responded, letting out a weak laugh.

"Need help to the bathroom?" He offered.

"That'd be nice." You responded, picking your body up and shuffling to the edge of the bed.

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