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— .best date ever! // matt sturniolo

matt sturniolo x fem!reader

plot summary : when the cute guy in your class asks you out on a date, you’re more than happy to go. but you didn’t expect a fun time at the amusement park would end in the back seat of his car with your clothes off and his lips on yours.

content warnings : very mature themes (18+ MINORS DNI) strong language, small mention of anxiety. fluffy plot with porn at the end! first date things and matt being down bad for reader. tension in a photobooth ;) smutty car sex, oral sex and unprotected p in v (pls don’t do this!be safe!)

a/n : i’m a slut for a man who can drive. that’s it. also this is my first time writing smut so i hope it's up to standards lmaooo i really dk how i feel about this either… like always all likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated <333

wc : 5.5k

"Fuck! I have nothing to wear!"

Saturday night and you were stressing, half of your closet was scattered around your bedroom floor and your desk was a mess with makeup and hair products. The whole room smelt like perfume, vanilla lotion and nail polish from the last two hours you’ve been getting ready.

It was finally the night of your date with Matt and you were beyond nervous. You’ve known each other since middle school but you mostly talked in English class for the past four years - just simple ‘hi’s’ and exchanged smiles.

It took you by surprise when Matt asked you out on Wednesday because you had no idea that he had any type of attraction for you. In school he was quiet, played a few sports and only hung out with his brothers and best friends. You didn’t know much other than that.

Stalking his instagram didn’t offer much

But you were glad he was taking you out. It was the first time a guy has actually wanted to go on a date with you and Matt seemed really genuine. You were excited for once because usually being with guys has always left you feeling used, empty and no good. But this was different.

Matt had asked you for your number too when he asked you out and obviously you couldn’t say no when he looked down at you like you hung the moon so you had been texting each other a couple times for the past three days.

It was only very casual but instead of asking for pictures of your tits, he’d actually ask about your day and would make you laugh with unfunny jokes. So yeah, it was definitely different.

After twenty hectic minutes later and your mom bombarding your personal space to ask about the date, you had finally picked out an outfit - cute and simple with a hint of sexy and hot. It was good and you looked good in it.

When your phone vibrated from a message notification, you knew it was Matt and your gut swirled with butterflies. After dousing yourself in some more perfume, topped up your lipgloss and fixed up your hair, you check your phone.

from matt🤍 i’m outside :)

You immediately go into panic mode when you hear the doorbell ring and you couldn’t have ran downstairs any faster than right now. "Honey? Is that your date? I wanna meet –

"Bye mom! Be back by midnight! Love you!" Matt drops the kind smile and rehearsed lines in his head when you’re slamming your front door and dragging him back to the car by his hand as he looks back in case your parents walked out, "Was I not supposed to knock? I didn’t know."

You glance at your door when you turn to him, looking up with a smile. "It’s okay, I just didn’t want my mom to start yapping on if she saw you, we’d both we there for hours." Matt nods at your explanation, forgetting about the flowers in his hand when he actually looks at you.

His eyes trail up and down to check you out, the way your skirt clung to your hips was enough to make his head spin and cock twitch. Matt couldn’t believe that tonight he was the one you were all dressed up pretty for and the thought made his tummy swirl. He felt more nervous after realising he was staring.

Luckily you didn’t even notice because you were doing the exact same thing. Your eyes trained on the chain around his neck before they glance all the way down to the rings on his hands and that’s when you see the sweet smelling flowers. You try to ignore the veins popping out from how tight he was holding them. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck

"These are for you,"

Matt holds out the flowers and you grab them off of him, fingers brushing against his as you beam. "This is really sweet, Matt. You didn’t have to do all of this," you couldn’t believe you were already blushing over some flowers and Matt just shakes his head with a smile, "I wanted to, don’t worry."

There’s a pause when Matt just looks down at you, bashful smiles on both of your faces and he liked the way your eyes looked more light with the sunset in your face. Now, there was tension in the air surrounding the two of you.

"Well thank you, really." Your voice was genuine but small, turning shy under Matt’s gaze as you avoid his eyes by looking at the flowers in awe.

"C’mon, let’s go." You look up and see Matt holding the passenger door open, "get in." He nods his head and you comply, leaning down to get in the car and immediately smelling his natural scent. It was nice, sort of safe.

"Where are we even going anyways?"

—

"Oh my god! You’re such a cheat!"

A loud set of giggles escape your mouth when you see Matt get more and more aggravated from the game of mini golf. He hides his own smile whilst shaking his head, focusing on getting his blue ball into the hole where your red one was already in, sitting nicely. "I am not!"

The fluorescent lights from the Ferris wheel was reflecting down on both of your faces, brightening the whole mini golf course in multicolours and it made the whole experience better. The amusement park was really busy for a Saturday night so when you both arrived, Matt used the excuse of 'not wanting to lose you' to hold your hand. It was silly but it made you smile anyways.

You then spent the next two hours holding his hand, laughing and competing against each other in those little mini game stalls that gave you a teddy as a prize. But Matt had won you a little heart keychain that already held so much significance to you already, you knew you'd keep it forever. He then dragged you on a couple of rollercoaster rides with the promise that you could drag him into mini golf afterwards.

Matt didn't realise that you were actually really good at it.

"I'm gonna get this next one, just watch." After throwing you a promising look, Matt focuses on the ball and you grin at the way his tongue poked out in concentration before he hits it with his little matching blue club and it finally goes into the hole. "See? Told you," his eyes light up when he looks back up at you with a smug smile on his face and you match his excitement, naturally wrapping your arms around his shoulders for a hug. "I knew you could!"

Matt's heart flutters for the 100th time tonight and he completely melts into your touch, wrapping his hands around your waist tightly. Your bodies swayed together in a moment of celebration and Matt could feel how warm you were against him.

"But guess what?" You both pulled away but you still kept yourself close when you look up at Matt with a playful smile and twinkling eyes that made him adore you, "what?" He knew full well what but seemed to find himself enjoying entertaining your banter in the last few hours.

"I still win," you let out a soft chuckle at his teasing glare, positively ignoring the way his simple touch made you feel so alive when you hugged. "Do you?" Matt questions quietly, tilting his head to the side that made you mirror his expression. Before you could answer, his hands were wrapped back around your waist and tickling your sides.

To an outsiders perspective, you and Matt looked like a young and happy couple that were very much in love with one another. The way your bodies just naturally gravitated towards each other so easily with either a simple touch or a quick glance seemed normal.

Matt was comforting. And he made you feel safe in every sense of the meaning. It was difficult to describe how you felt right now because you didn't understand it whatsoever but you knew you could be your genuine self and that's what mattered the most. You just had no idea how to tell him or if you should say anything at all.

"Ah! Stop! I can't breathe!"

Matt lets out a loud laugh, letting go of your body to almost keel over in laughter at the snort that just appeared in the middle of giggles. Your cheeks burn in embarrassment, eyes wide as you hold your cheeks in complete disbelief that Matt just heard your ugly laugh on the first date. "Oh my god! Pretend you didn't hear that."

"No way that just happened," Matt calms his laughter, looking at the way your cheeks burned red and smiling. He knew you were embarrassed but he didn’t want you to be, it was cute.

But in hopes to make you feel better, he quickly changed the subject.

Turning to grab the golf balls, he walks over to throws an arm around your shoulder and pulls you close. "C’mon, let’s go winner." You jokingly poke his side that makes him flinch and it makes you both laugh, "you’re such an idiot."

—

It had maybe been a half hour later and more smiles and small touches had been shared over some cinnamon churros. The sky was pitch black now and the air was colder. The amusement park was becoming more packed with teenagers and college kids instead of the typical families with their small children.

You could tell that Matt was more comfortable around you now in comparison to when he first picked you up. Conversation was easy with him, talking about anything or anyone and still finding it interesting. You learned more about the sports he played and his family and friends.

The conversations never expanded any deeper than casual and it was actually a relief. For some reason you wanted to find things about Matt through time and peeling back layers the more you got to know each other. You liked it better that way because it was real to you.

"Oh look! There’s a photobooth,"

Matt’s eyes looked away from you to glance at whatever you were pointing at in hopes you didn’t catch him staring and was thankful for the colourful string lights scattered above you that cleverly hid his blush. His fingers brushed softly against yours when you walked side by side, itching to touch you.

He had been stealing shy glances at you all night and kept thinking about how he could ask you out again after the night was over. But all night his anxious mind had tried to betray him and things like holding your hand needed a lot of courage to do despite the relieved feeling afterwards.

"You wanna go?" His hands twitched at his sides and when you look back at Matt with a smile, his mind went blank when you grabbed his hand this time with such ease. "C’mon," you dragged him towards the empty photobooth, quickly dodging the crowds of people in your way in hopes it’ll stay empty. "Excuse me! Thank you!"

Your hand was still holding his when you looked past the beige curtain and down at the tiny seat that was supposed to fit the both of you. "Oh."

Matt entwined his hand away from yours to slip past you and sit on the seat, manspreading and tapping his lap. "Come here," you watch in awe and the low tone of his voice gives you no choice but to lower yourself down on his thigh, fiddling with the ends of your skirt shyly. "Is this okay?"

Matt didn’t answer and just pulled the curtain shut and leaving you both under shitty, dim lights and away from everyone’s eyes.

"Are you okay?" His voice soft when he looks back at you, glancing at your lips and back to your eyes. Your heart races from the closeness and you just let out a strangled hum, "mhm." You nod.

Matt just gives you a cocky grin, "good." The heat between your legs throbs when his arm wraps around your waist and rests on your bare thigh to toy with the bottom of your skirt. He leans over to touch the screen, tightening his grip on your body and you could barely focus.

You were convinced he knew what he was doing and the worst thing about it was that it felt right. You didn’t want anything like this to happen tonight, if anything, nothing sexual at all with Matt because you were scared of losing something you never had.

But whatever this was felt different.

"You ready?" You blinked at him, an arm wrapped around his neck when he just looks at you. A look so simple that made you feel so much. "Yeah," you try to disregard your thoughts for the next five minutes of happiness.

Matt caught you by surprise when he squished your face for the first photo and just before the light flashed, you squished his face too. The two of you trying to smile at the camera with your hands wrapped around each other’s faces.

"Funny faces?" You suggested for the next photo, blissfully unaware of Matt’s hand coming over your head when he nods in agreement. The second shot is with Matt sticking his tongue out and looking at your cross eyes and your pout, trying not to laugh at the bunny ears.

Afterwards, you both just laughed together.

"Hey, look at me," Matt whispers and gently grabs your jaw to pull your face towards his, the small smile on your face disappearing when your eyes meet. Your skin turned hot when his fingers began stroking up and down your thigh lightly, making your skirt shift further up your hips. "Yeah?" You felt breathless.

Neither of you realise the camera just took another shot because all Matt could focus on was the need to kiss you. He was already half hard in his jeans just from you sitting on his lap and he could feel the cotton of your panties rub against his thigh. You were driving him crazy.

Matt really did want to kiss you more than anything and he knew you did too with the way you leaned closer and fluttered your eyes but he just couldn't. He had no idea why and it was frustrating, he felt like a complete coward. Why can't he just kiss you?

Your face drops when Matt lets out a frustrated sigh, dropping his hand and leaning his head into your neck to close his eyes. "You're so beautiful," he whines softly and you can feel him leave a quick peck to your skin which makes you feel weak so you look down at him in confusion. "Is something wrong?" You ask lowly.

When Matt looks into your eyes, you could see how his pupils were blown out and it was captivating. For a moment you're convinced he's either going to tell you what's up or kiss you when his lips part but nothing happens and you feel confused. "Matt?"

The loud speaker of an AI voice cuts you both off to let you know that your photos have been printed and to leave the booth. You let out a sigh when Matt immediately stands up, gently pushing you off his lap and pulling the curtain back open. You couldn't even focus on anything else when you follow after Matt like a puppy.

"Matt?" You call after him when you see that he was walking away, "Where are you going?" Pulling back his tattooed arm to make him look at your frown and you notice the strip of photos of you both in his hand. You couldn't figure out what he was thinking with the way he was looking down at you. "I thought we were having a good night."

In reality, Matt felt embarrassed. His mind was working in overdrive and wouldn't blame you if you thought he was an asshole. He was angry at himself for leading you on like that because that was never his intention. He really did want to kiss you and touch you without worrying constantly about little things.

"Let me take you home, yeah?"

Matt spoke softly but didn't wait for an answer from you before walking through the carpark and you once again had no other choice but to follow after him. You didn't want to end the night like this. You refused to.

"I don't want to go home yet," Matt hears you whisper and feels your hand pulling on his arm again so he turns back around to glance down at you. He sighs when he sees the dejected look in your eyes but the touch of your fingers trailing his tattoos makes his head spin and now he could only think about one thing.

"Get in the car."

The low hum of Matt's playlist was playing quietly when he drives into an empty carpark, surrounded by nothing but trees. Since the Photobooth incident, neither of you have talked and you're pretty sure Matt hasn't even looked your way. "Where are we?"

There’s a pause that makes you look at Matt properly. You knew he wanted to say something with the look on his face and you felt bad. It was like one moment the two of you were having the best night ever to being in awkward silence.

"I’m sorry."

You didn’t know why Matt was apologising to you because there was nothing to apologise for, not really anyways. You weren’t that much of a bitch to get angry at him for what happened earlier because it was clear there was more to it.

"You don’t have to say -

"I like you, okay?" This catches you off guard - even after all of the hand holding and longing glances tonight - it doesn't stop the fluttery feeling in your gut from hearing it out loud.

"I really really like you." Matt's voice breaks in desperation and you look at him staring at his front wheel like it's the most interesting thing ever. The light in the car was dimly lit so it was hard to read Matt's expression from the angle you're sitting at.

Matt doesn’t give you a second to reply, "and every second of this night has been like heaven and now i feel like such an asshole for leading you on like that because that was never my intention. I would never do that to you."

Finally, your eyes meet.

"I really did want to kiss you." The needy tone in his voice was driving you crazy and your body slowly gravitated towards his over the console. Matt never took his eyes off of you, eyes glancing at your lips when you speak. "It’s okay."

The way you’re looking at him now was enough for Matt to grab your face and bring your lips to his. You can feel the coldness of his rings on your skin when his tongue slips into your mouth and it makes you whimper, clenching your thighs together and reaching for Matt.

A strangled groan escapes his throat when he feels your hand pulling on his hair and he has to stop himself from dragging you on his lap. The low music playing in the background is drowned out by your lips smacking together and all of the pent up feelings Matt's had all night has just rushed straight to his dick. He had to pull away.

"Fuck." Matt mumbles and you watch him try to adjust his jeans, lifting his hips and pulling on the waistband. Your lips are plumper than usual and you slowly wipe them with a small smile when Matt looks over at you, "You're driving me crazy."

You know Matt's hard when you glance back down but you're taken by surprise when you really see how big he is. His rushed attempt of tucking it into his waistband was a failure. Matt knows you've seen how hard he was and it makes him blush. When he feels your hand trailing up and down his arm, it makes his breath hitch and that makes you smirk, "You're so cute."

"Shut up." He's smiling when he kisses you again and it does in fact shut you up. The kiss turns from sweet and tender to rough and needy in a second. Once you feel Matt's hands trail from your face and down your body, you're the first one to initiate more when you grab his hand and guide it between your thighs.

Matt pulls away and with half-lidded eyes, he looks down to see your legs spread and your flipped skirt covering his hand. "You're so wet," he chuckles softly when you moan, eyes rolling back when his fingers touch you through your panties. "This is what you do to me."

"Do you-" Matt stops mid sentence when you begin to kiss down his neck and pulls away to look at you properly, "Do you wanna go in the backseat?" You notice how blown out his pupils look and it makes his eyes darker in the dim light and you imagine looking at them every morning as you both lay together with the warm light reflecting through the windows.

Matt gets nervous at your silence.

"We don't have to, I don't expect anything from you if that's what you're wondering." He reassures, not wanting to say the wrong thing and scare you off. In all honesty, Matt didn't expect anything like this to happen when he kissed you but this was in the moment and for some reason it felt right. But he'd never make you do anything you weren't comfortable with. "I can just take you home if that's -

"I want to." You cut him off.

"Yeah?" Matt sighs with relief and he smiles when you nod. "Yeah." You mirror his smile and with a quick kiss to your lips, you watch him unbuckle his seatbelt and climb into the backseat with such ease that makes you wonder if he's done this before.

"C'mere." Matt taps his lap and you glance down at his dick once more before climbing over the seats to go to him. In your perfectly awkward fashion, you end up practically tripping into Matt's lap and he quickly grabs the back of your thighs to steady you as you both giggle quietly together. "Sorry." You whisper.

"You really are beautiful," The way he looks up at you feels so intimate and sincere that it makes you think that nobody has ever looked at you like Matt does and that realisation was scary yet so endearing. "I bet you say that to all of the girls you seduce into the backseat of your car," You joke with a playful eye roll and it makes him laugh.

"I really like you."

"I really like you too."

You can't wipe the grin on your face when Matt leans up to kiss you, his hands trailing around your body. "And you're the only girl I've ever seduced into the backseat of my car," he whispers against your lips before kissing you softly, the both of your eyes fluttering closed.

Your hands wander down his chest to the bottom of his shirt when your tongues swirl together and you can still taste the sweet cinnamon on his tongue from earlier. When you feel Matt's hands moving up your thighs slowly, you begin to tug off his shirt and he pulls away from the kiss to take it off and throw it on the floor.

"You too." Matt whispers and his hands are playing with the hem of your dress, looking up at you to make sure if that's what you want. Your heart is pounding when you lift yourself up off Matt's lap to take off your dress that leaves you in your matching lace set and when you see his eyes light up, it makes you feel better.

"Is this okay?"

"More than okay." Matt reassures softly and his touch feels ten times hotter now you're half naked that it makes you feel goosebumps. He leans up to kiss your chest and his hands find themselves back between your thighs and it all feels so overwhelming in the best way possible. "Can I touch you?" The way he asks makes you melt.

"Mhm, please." You beg with your head nodding and grinding your hips into his hand. "Please touch me, Matt." Your desperateness makes his cock twitch and he ignores it with a smirk, gently pulling your thong to the side and running a finger through your folds before finding your clit and that makes your thighs twitch when you drop your head on his shoulder with a whine, "Fuck."

"You’re so needy for me." He says so smugly, easily slipping two fingers in you and feeling how wet you are. You reply with moan, riding your hips when he curls it upwards and he can feel you squeeze around him and Matt can’t wait till you’re doing the same thing around his cock.

When Matt starts rubbing his thumb against your clit at the same time, you’re moving your hands down to his clothed crotch and feeling how hard he is. He groans lowly when your hand wraps around his print, "and I’m needy?"

"Don’t tease me." His fingers slip out of you to grip onto your thighs tightly and you begin to undo his belt and jeans. "Let me show you how much I like you, okay?" Matt lifts his hips up to pull down his pants when you drop to your knees, staring up at him through your lashes and playing with the waistband of his boxers. "Okay."

Matt lets out a moan of relief and throws his head back when you finally pull them down and take his dick in your mouth. He didn't think you could get any prettier but seeing you like this was heavenly – it was like all of his 14 year old fantasies coming true.

"Oh my god, sweetheart." You feel Matt's hands grabbing your hair and gently moving it out of your face so he could really look at you. You hum with his cock in your mouth and when he moans from the vibrations, you try to go deeper and you can feel his tip at the back of your throat and the salty taste of his pre-cum makes you choke. "Fuck. You don't have to do that."

"I wanted to." You smile sweetly and look up at Matt, watching the way he licks his lips when you rub your thumb against his swollen red tip and a strangled noise escapes his throat. Your knees are beginning to hurt but just before you could wrap your mouth around him again, Matt is holding your face and pulling you back up to his face.

"I really want to fuck you." Matt whispers lowly when he leans up to kiss your neck and just before you straddle him again, his hands are pulling your thong down your legs and toying with the lace on it. "Let me ride you." You whisper and Matt feels his heart race at the way you're looking at him as if he had no choice but to let you.

A small squeal leaves your throat when Matt pulls you on his lap abruptly and you both chuckle lowly before you're grabbing his face and kissing his lips as if your life depended on it.

His hands come up to undo your bra and when it comes off a few seconds later, you definitely know he's done this before. You grind your hips so you can feel his tip rub against your clit that feels so good that you pull away from the kiss to moan.

Matt's breathless when his hands grip your hips, helping you grind against him and feeling you get wetter by the second, "I don't have a condom." When he says this, you don't really think it through stupidly enough and just shake your head. "It's okay. I'm on the pill." This moment felt too nice to just stop and Matt just went along with it – obviously thinking with his dick.

When Matt finally thrusts up into you, the stretch stings and you've really underestimated how big he is because he already feels so deep. It was one thing having him in your mouth but when he's fucking up into you like this felt so much more intense and you couldn't tell if you were just really cock drunk or completely in love.

Probably both.

"Fuck, I swear this pussy was made for me."

Definitely both.

"It's yours." You moan when you ride your hips on his dick, pushing him down on the seat and Matt is in amazement when he looks up at you with flushed cheeks. His hands are trailing up and down your body, wanting to touch everywhere all at once when he leans up to try and kiss you. "All yours." You whisper and his lips are on yours.

The kiss is messy, hot and passionate all at once and when your movements gets faster, you're practically moaning into each other's mouths. The car slowly moves with rhythm and you subconsciously pray nobody can see from outside even if it's dark because it's really obvious with the steamed up windows around you both.

Matt notices the way your thighs begin to shake and the way your bouncing becomes quicker, "Are you gonna cum?"

You let out a mix between a hum and a moan, nodding your head when you feel your legs begin to burn. But just as you feel the familiar tightness in your tummy, Matt's holding your waist tightly and thrusting up so hard into you, it makes you cum instantly and you gush around him.

The music playing softly in the background is drowned out by your loud moans and Matt has a smug smirk on his face when your eyes roll back and your orgasm takes over until he feels his own. In all honestly, he was ready to bust the minute he was inside you but he had to make you cum first. It was a priority.

In your post orgasm haze, you don't even feel Matt lifting you off his dick until you see his cum spurting out onto his hand and tummy. "Mhm, fuck." Rolling his head back, Matt groans lowly and it makes your pussy flutter when you watch breathlessly.

The two of you are covered in a thin layer of sweat with flushed skin and neither of you care about the smell of sex surrounding you from being too high off of the pheromones. A part of you is shocked that you've just fucked someone on the first date but the other part is okay with it because it's Matt.

Matt. Matt. Matt.

"Did you really mean it?"

You blink to see Matt looking down at his hands on your body, tracing shapes on your hips gently. "Hm? What?" You swallow and he gulps, slowly looking up into your eyes, "Did you mean it? When you said you're all mine?" You can tell he's nervous when he asks this, almost afraid of your response, and your hands fall on top of his. "Yeah."

He hides his smile and you speak up again, "Did you want me to mean it?" Matt locks his fingers into yours when he nods, "Yeah."

You smile happily and lean in to kiss him softly, being careful of the mess between the two of you. It was a sweet kiss with a lot of feelings shown behind it, the type that makes you feel butterflies and never forget for a long time because it really meant something.

"'Good. Because I really want to do this again." Even after that kiss and the hottest sex you've ever had in your life, you're still nervous to bring up the idea of a second date but Matt's face just lights up. "Oh I'm definitely taking you out again. Don't worry about that."

He sounds cocky and it makes you laugh, running a hand through his messy hair and making it even messier. "I'm really looking forward to it." Matt pokes at your blushing cheeks with a small smile, appreciating the way you sound so sweet and genuine talking about seeing him again.

It felt hopeful.

There's so much Matt wants to say but now he knew there was more time. This definitely wasn't a one off thing and deep down he knew this wasn't just a crush either. He's not even sure if it ever was just a 'crush' because how could anyone just have a crush on you?

That was impossible.

"Does this mean you'll seduce me into the backseat of your car on the second date?" You joke playfully, holding back your laughter with a silly grin and when Matt laughs, so do you.

"You're an idiot." There’s a pause.

"But if you're lucky," He says lowly once you both stop laughing and you just tilt your head in response, "You'll end up in my bed."

"Is that a promise?"

"Yep."

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@𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗁𝗌𝗁: 𝗁𝖾𝗒𝗒 𝗂'𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝗋𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾

➪ @𝗓𝗁𝗅𝗎𝖽𝗏: 𝗈𝗆𝗀, 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 😭

➪@𝗂𝗍𝗌𝗌𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗂: 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅'𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾??

@𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗆𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇: 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝖾'𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗋𝖺?? 𝖠𝖧𝖠𝖧𝖧𝖠𝖧𝖠𝖧𝖠

| @ gracieabrams

go where the stars take you

𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘩𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘯, 𝘫𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 670,786 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 •••••

@𝘴𝘮𝘱𝘧𝘳𝘨𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘦: 𝖬𝖸 𝖡𝖠𝖤𝖤𝖤𝖤𝖤𝖤

@𝗅𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗓𝗑𝗑: 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗀 𝖺𝖺𝖺𝖺𝖺𝖺𝖺𝖺𝖺𝖺𝖺

@𝗅𝗐6𝖿𝗋𝗏𝗋: 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗁 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 😭

➪ @𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗆: 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆, 𝖧𝖤𝖫𝖯𝖯𝖯

@𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗇𝗅𝖽𝗅𝗒: 👀👀👀👀

@𝗄𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗆𝖼𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖽: 𝖧𝖤𝖫𝖯𝖯𝖯 𝖭𝖮𝖳 𝖠𝖱𝖲𝖤𝖭𝖠𝖫 𝖣𝖠𝖨𝖫𝖸 𝖡𝖤𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖨𝖭 𝖧𝖤𝖱𝖤 𝖳𝖮𝖮 𝖠𝖦𝖠𝖧𝖲𝖧𝖧𝖠𝖧𝖧𝖧𝖠𝖧𝖠

➪ @𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗎𝗑𝗁𝗅𝗏𝗋: 𝗇𝖾𝗐𝗌 𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖳𝖧𝖠𝖳 𝖥𝖠𝖲𝖳

@𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘰99: 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽, 𝗀! 𝗂 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗎! ❤️

𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘴

@𝘥𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘷𝘩𝘹: 𝖠𝖫𝖤𝖲𝖲𝖨𝖠 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖦𝖱𝖠𝖢𝖨𝖤?? 𝖧𝖤𝖫𝖫𝖮𝖮??? 𝖶𝖧𝖠𝖳 𝖶𝖧𝖠𝖳 𝖨𝖲 𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖭 𝖧𝖠𝖯𝖯𝖤𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖥 𝖱𝖭

@𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒: 𝗁𝗈𝗐, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗐

@𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗏𝖾: 𝗂 𝖺𝗆 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗌𝗈 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗒𝗋

@𝖶𝖮𝖲𝖮.𝖢𝖮𝖬𝖬: 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗁 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖺 𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗌𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝖾'𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗎𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 😭

@𝗀𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗋𝖿𝗋𝗏𝗋: 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗌𝖾𝖼 𝖠𝖧𝖠𝖧𝖠𝖧𝖠𝖧𝖧𝖧𝖠

| @𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗁𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗇

stars forever @ bethmead_

𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘢, 𝘬𝘺𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺𝘹, 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 987,355 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 •••••

@𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦_𝘮𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘣𝘦11 : 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘥 👏🏻👏🏻

@𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘢: ❤️❤️❤️

@𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘥_: 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘦!

@𝘸𝘴𝘰𝘥𝘳𝘮𝘢: 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘩𝘶𝘩

@𝘸𝘺𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘹𝘹: 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘦 𝘈𝘏𝘈𝘏𝘈𝘏𝘏A

@𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘴: 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘴, 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘩𝘩!

𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘩𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘯

(𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽)

| @ gracieabrams

I've had this obsession with stars lately

@ gracieabrams: see you in 2 days, london!

Liked by leahwilliamsonn, kyracooneyx, oliviarodrigo and 892,273 others ••••

@kyrhkhii: LONDON? LONDON?? OMFG?? #+₱(#;₱(!#!₱) LONDON?? AAAAAAAAAAA

@seoulvits: STARS MY GOD STARSSSSSSSSS I DON'T WANT TO ASSUME BUT I THINK THINGS ARE ALIGNING

@ oliviarodrigo: SEE YOUUU, MY STARR💗

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| @ gracieabrams

all love, london 💌

Liked by leahwilliamsonn, conangray, oliviarodrigo, taylornation, and 977,271 others ••••

@ conangray: I LOVE YOUUUU!!!

@ alessiarusso99: you did so well 💗💗💗

@crnliaeax: the ring is still a mystery up to this day 😭

@arabellless: the stars :(💗

@grcieabrmsfp: GRACIEEE AAAA I LOVE YOUUU!!

@leahwilliamsonn: my ⭐

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@wsodly: LEAH??

@arsnldly: THEY'RE PROBABLY JUST FRIENDS, Y'ALL 😭😭 let's not take it seriously

@WOSO.COMM: how can you not??😭 Istg i have a feeling that they really are dating. holding onto the stars as my evidence rn

@seolutisive: watch one of them post each other in few weeks time

@keuritlwv: SOFT LAUNCH?? SOFT LAUNCHHH ‼️

°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°

part 2?? OFC THERE'S A PART 2 😭 see youuu see youuuuuu ‼️‼️‼️ soft launch coming?? I FEEL LIKE THIS WAS SO SHORT HELP dw, I'll make it feel like it's longer in part 2

it took me like 2 hours to rethink if I should post this or not 😞👊🏻

> ALSOOO pls suggest more stufff bcos i feel like i wanna be super active this month and the following months 🤍

>there are gaps that I also need to fill in thisss i knoww BUT THIS IS like my first time to do this. There's always room for improvement, y'all 😞👍🏻

>PLUSS, I LOOVEE GRACIE ABRAMS OMGOMG 💗

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fandomnerd9602 · 1 year

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More Artemis Crock (Stargirl)?

Artemis holds a crossbow at Y/N...

Artemis: out of my way

Y/N: or maybe I'll remain in it.

Artemis: you got a death wish?

Y/N: no this is just the longest you've stared at me. I like it

Artemis finds herself blushing...

#artemis crock #artemis x reader #artemis crock x reader #artemis imagine #stargirl tigress #tigress imagine #tigress x reader #tigress #stargirl show #stargirl #stargirl imagine #dc comics incorrect quotes #dc comics fluff #dc comics imagine #dc comics #dc cw universe #arrowverse #stella smith

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thebisexualdogdad · 2 years

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I like fucking you in public - Cindy Burman x M!Reader

When Cindy told you that you were taking her to the movies she had no intentions of actually watching the movie which is why she bought tickets to a showing in the middle of the afternoon.

As planned there was no one else in the theater and you barely made it through the opening ads before you were making out over the console between your seats with popcorn scattered all across the floor.

Cindy didn't even want to buy snacks since you knew why she brought you here but you insisted it would look more suspicious if two teenagers went into a movie theater at two in the afternoon empty handed and you had already been caught before fooling around in the bathroom of the pizza place and getting handsy at the bowling alley.

"You know we could have done this at your place for free," you tease, your hand running up her leg and under her skirt.

"What can I say, I like fucking you in public," she grins, her hands on your neck and bringing you back in to kiss her.

She moans when your fingers tease her through her underwear, her wetness coating the material.

You pull her underwear to the side and slowly rub her clit making her gasp.

You're kissing her neck and gather her arousal on your fingertips, easing a finger inside her.

Cindy palms your bulge through your pants while you add a second finger and pump them rhythmically.

Your free hand is on her chest, squeezing her breasts over her shirt.

Your thumb rubs her clit giving her just the right stimulation she needed to cum.

Her thighs twitch, trapping your hand between her legs and you kiss her to muffle her moans.

"You are so fucking hot Cindy," you say and when she finally eases her grip you remove your hand and pop your two fingers in your mouth, sucking them clean.

Cindy doesn't say anything, instead climbing over the seat into your lap, quickly letting your hard cock free.

Suddenly you hear moaning coming from the movie and Cindy looks over her shoulder to see there's a sex scene happening on the screen.

"How fitting," she chuckles, stroking your cock that's leaking with pre cum.

She grabs her purse and pulls out the condom she brought, letting you put it on.

Once the condom is on she raises herself up with her knees and teases her entrance with the tip of your cock.

She's so wet that she easily coats your cock and sinks down so you're completely inside her.

"Fuck yes," you sigh, leaning your head back against the seat as Cindy begins to slowly bounce in your lap.

She's moaning as she rides you, one of your hands finding their way under her shirt and to her chest again while the other is on her ass.

She's looking you in the eyes, biting her lip with her hair cascading around her and she looks like an absolute dream.

"Cindy," you groan and she moves even faster.

"I'm gonna cum again," she says, reaching down firmly rubbing circles over her clit.

Her bounces get frantic as she can't keep herself steady when she cums.

She's pulsating around your cock and it causes you to cum with her.

Her hips rock slowly, milking every last drop of your orgasms out and she kisses you sloppily.

She's sitting still on your cock for a moment, tongues dancing together as you come down from your highs.

"You want to go back to the car and you can eat me out?" She suggests.

"The movies only half way over, I can eat you out right here," you reply, groping her ass with both hands.

"This floor is disgusting if you're gonna be on your knees for me it's going to be somewhere cleaner," she says, getting off of your lap.

"Whatever you want Cindy," you chuckle.

You could never say no to Cindy Burman.

I mean, she'd probably kill you if you did.

#stargirl imagine #cindy burman imagine #cindy burman x reader #x male reader #fic

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aryxchse · 21 days

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Girl I need ANYTHING for percy and nyx! Reader cause I wanna self indulge 🤭

Maybe headcanons? A blurb ?

Anything really. maybe sprinkle some Egyptian shit in there cause I love representation of my pretty country. 🤭

Like that amazing fic you did for percy x Turkish reader

LOVE U BESTIE 💙

constellation. | percy jackson x daughter of nyx! reader

a / n : baby i didn't know what to mention about egyp so i wrote some mentions for ya, thank thank thank you for the compliments, love u smm!!! 🤍

warnings : mentions about dying, cleopatra's grave (i hope that's the thing a woman got close to finding), but suprisingly not else

"and the closest person to find her grave was a woman, can you believe that?" you said, pausing the video. percy nodded exictedly with you, head resting on your shoulder.

"you really know a lotta stuff about cleopatra," he said and you rolled your eyes. "duh, im egyptian." percy chuckled, kissing your shoulder. "yeah, my bad."

you guys were doing a picnic out in the camp's secret forests, one that you two managed to found in one of your sneaking out sessions. you both layed under the stars, percy snuggling into you like a koala while you made him watch cleopatra documentary videos with you.

you put your phone away, playing with percy's hair instead. percy was now watching the sky just like you, trying to find constellations.

"what's that?" he pointed out. you looked where he was pointing. "orion." you explained, resting your cheek on his head. percy hummed, still searching for stars to ask you.

"and that?"

"big bear."

"that?"

"aquarius."

"you know so many."

"i know all of them percy."

he chuckled at your response, kissing your colarbone. "my bad again, sorry." he murmured and you only smiled. "i didn't know you could see this much constellations from camp."

"i know right?" he agreed, hugging your waist tighter. "do you have the power to create a constellation?" he asked softly. you hummed, thinking for a moment. "maybe, who knows?"

"would you make me a constellation if i died?" he asked quietly.

"stop asking things like that," you warned, already starting to overthink. "you know i hate these conversations."

"yeah, sorry. my ba-"

"your bad, i know." you both laughed. after a minute of silence, you finally had the courage to answer his question.

"i wouldn't." you whispered.

"hm?" he asked, resting his chin on your colarbone. "you wouldnt what?"

"i wouldn't turn to you in a constellation." he frowned, standing up on his elbows. "why not?"

"you'd shine so bright that the other constellations wouldn't be seen."

#im so romantic right #this me at my lowest in writing #im sorry girl i'll try better #DID I WRITE THE NAMES RIGHT?? IDK IM NOT A STARGIRL SORRY #wish i was tho #percy jackson #percy x you #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson and the heroes of olympus #percy jackson series #pjo hoo toa #percy jackson imagine #percy jackson headcanon #pjo show #pjo tv show

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opalimagines · 5 months

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Whumptober Day 6 - Recording / Made to Watch / “It should have been me.”

Artemis stays with you in the hospital after you're badly injured as a result of her double life

Character: Artemis Crock

Reader: Neutral

Warnings: injury

Artemis hadn't slept properly in days.

The slightest wink when she could no longer keep her eyes open? Sure. But no real rest had come. She couldn't sleep, not when the scene from days back kept playing in her head. The sickly smell of blood, the sound of your bones cracking, your cries of pain...

She was no stranger to violence, but the memory of what had happened to you made her sick to her stomach. No matter what food Chapel or the others brought her, it was left untouched.

No food, no sleep. Just the beeping of your monitors telling her that you were still alive, and the occasional visit from some of her teammates.

She'd already handled the people who had hurt you when you were still in surgery, fighting for your life as Mid-Nite and Terrific both did everything to save you. Artemis couldn't just stay in the brownstone and wait to hear the results, the building felt too claustrophobic at the time, and the pity in the eyes of her friends only pissed her off.

But now all she had left to do was wait for you to wake up.

She gave your hand a gentle squeeze as she looked up at you from her chair, saying what she'd thought more than once.

"It should've been me."

Even back when you were still just best friends, Artemis preferred to keep you at a safe distance from her life with the JSA. She still told you everything, and you would always help care for her if she got really hurt, but you were never meant to be involved. Clearly that hadn't worked out too well, because you'd been used against her–viciously beaten in front of her–and all she could do was watch it happen.

She was stronger than you thanks to her parents, and she could take quite the beating. Not like you–a fragile, normal human.

It should have been her.

"I'm sorry," she said as a tear rolled down her cheek.

Without letting go of your hand, Artemis turned to look out of the window, across the view of Civic City. It was weird to think of everything continuing to move along outside, all the people going on with their lives while hers felt like it had stopped completely.

It wasn't the first time she'd had that feeling...

She turned to you and there you were, giving her a soft yet pained smile.

Artemis woke with a start and still curled up in her chair with one hand in yours, your thumb gently stroking her hand. It wasn't the first time her body had forced her to sleep, even if just for a short period. She blinked her bleary eyes, and it took her a moment to realize what she was feeling.

"Hi, Artie."

Artemis shot up from her chair, and as much as she wanted to squeeze you tight like she normally did, she stopped herself. Instead, she hugged you like you were made of glass, barely even touching you as she buried her face in the crook of your neck.

You carefully moved your arm to rub her back slowly. "I take it you missed me." Your voice was rough from having a tube down your throat, and Artemis realized...

"How long was I asleep?" She asked as she pulled back to look at you. It had surely been more than a few minutes if Chapel had already checked in with you.

"A few hours at least. Beth said you haven't been sleeping. I didn't want to wake you up."

"You should have," Artemis said, and her voice got much quieter as she continued. "I wasn't sure you'd wake up."

You knew what she really meant.

I thought I was going to lose you like I lost them.

Ignoring the dull pain, you managed to move a couple of inches to give her some room on the bed. Unlike most other days where you'd lay your head on her chest, Artemis pressed herself against your side, relieved to know that you were back.

"You're not getting rid of me anytime soon."

#artemis crock x reader #artemis crock imagine #stargirl x reader #stargirl imagine #dc x reader #dc comics imagine #dc imagine #my fics**#whumptober #idk if i'm happy with this actually but here it is

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an-aspiration · 9 months

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warnings: violence-weapons- angst

summary: the w people attack Alexandria, y /n and carl already fighting are forced to huddle together and get over it xoxo. 1683 words

Its a semi cloudy day, perfect for relaxing inside and doing nothing. It was also turning out great. You woke up, got dressed, remembered you have snacks downstairs, and started cleaning up. When you were in the bathroom brushing your teeth you hear your bedroom door open. Peaking out you see its carl, not surprised, since you guys go back and forth “sharing rooms”

"Oh good your up. Did you finish the spare shampoo I had under the sink?"

You covered your mouth trying to be polite and not laugh at his sternness "Uh yeah sorry I can ask Daryl to put that on the list. You'll get it by tomorrow."

He furrowed his brow "K."

"Whats your problem its just shampoo."

"God my problem is you. "

You were taken aback at how fast he snapped back at you. He didn’t usually act like an asshole but you knew he would eventually get out of his little mood swing. Internally you decided to help him get out of it faster by arguing.

You rolled your eyes "oh please elaborate! Because I'm sorry your having a bad morning but that has hardly anything to do with me."

"you're useless. Your ass doesn't do anything except hang around your little friends and eat shit. What good are you?"

Turning from the mirror to him you mustered up the meanest look you could. Then popped the tooth brush out of your mouth and rinsed preparing to go off on him. Who does he think he is calling you useless? He was just your 'bff' yesterday and now he's acting like he has the weight of the world on his shoulders.

"First I am not useless. Do you even think before you speak because that doesn't make sense at all considering I am the one changing Judith's diapers, cleaning both your room, hers, and mine every week, and on top of that cooking your meals, so please come get me when your attitude is looking up. Cause I don't know who put you in this mood but its your job to get out of it."

You walked past him scoffing. Downstairs you grabbed your walkman, a bag of grapes, rollerskates and walked out the door.

You had been rolling around the neighborhood for a little while, enjoying the fresh air and exercise. Eventually, you came across a bench and decided to take a rest. As you sat down, you reached into your bag and pulled out a handful of juicy grapes. As you savored the sweet flavor, your mind wandered to thoughts of Deana and her parties. You realized that you could really use some fun right now, and hoped that Deana would throw another one soon. In the meantime, you decided to listen to some music on your Walkman. You scrolled through your playlist and selected "Rehab" by Lana Del Rey, letting the cute melody wash over you as you enjoyed a moment of peaceful solitude on the bench.

You sat there soaking in your thoughts mindlessly eating your grapes. You started noticing small things that you didn't notice before like how lifeless everything looked when it wasn't sunny. It made you think of Winter which was coming close. The thought of Christmas warmed your heart, but made you wonder how different it would be celebrating during the end of the world. Surely parents want their kids to have something like that. You definitely would even at your age.

Or maybe-

"HELP"

You quickly jerked out of your train of thought at the sound. Was someone hurt? Looking around you didn't see anything. But something told you to get somewhere safe. You stood up gathering your things shaking, when you started hearing more screams. Startled you just grabbed your roller skates and ran in the direction of your house. As you turned a corner you saw the mayhem. People cut into pieces and random people running around with machetes and other weapons. Now officially scared out of your mind you sprinted as fast as you could.

Morgan was in shackles, people being sliced, beaten. You caught a glimpse of someone with a 'W' on their forehead. The group Rick and morgan were murmuring about got inside the walls and are killing everyone. As you neared the house you heard someone laughing close behind you.

fuck.

"No no no no" You Turned your head to see who it was and you almost started crying. A big, probably three hundred pound, man was running behind you with a spear. You picked up the pace still a block away from the house.

You looked to your right hoping Rick or someone was gonna shoot him but instead you saw a handgun laying on the sidewalk. You bolted to it and immediately picked it up and blindly fired two shots in his direction.

One hit his arm holding the spear. You went to shoot again but *click*. You panicked then he charged at you then you fell back. Now your heart was beating faster than ever hoping you didn't just get yourself killed. He was on top of you and you stupidly threw a punch but it hit him. Blood trickled down his cheek and landed on you. He hissed at the pain, not from your power, but from the four cheap and prickly rings you had on. Before he turned back to hit back you pulled out your knife from your boot about to pierce his neck when a shot sounded. You winced then realized Carl had shot him.

You quickly wiggled from underneath him as you had tried earlier then stood up and wiped the blood off your jaw, still in shock.

"I had it."

"Barely." He said in a cocky manner, but with some sympathy in his voice. "Are you okay?''

"um.........Yeah i'm okay." You said

Now you were feeling faintish after only having grapes as a meal for the day and all the stress you had just been through. It seemed he had noticed this too because he grabbed your hand and started guiding you through the chaos back home.

A couple of hours passed, you were boiling noodles for a classic spaghetti in the kitchen. It felt strange casually cooking a meal after what happened. But there seemed to not be any right way to deal with the fact that you almost become road kill.

Carl was upstairs probably putting Judith to sleep and getting into his pajamas. Your feet began to tingle, a sign they were falling asleep so you decided to stroll over to the counter and sit there after turning the simmer down. You ran your soft hands through your hair then slowly rubbed your temples. You heard him come downstairs.

"Hey y/ n"

You looked up "Hey Carl, whats up?"

"Nothin, just uh put Judith down. Are you doing alright?"

"Yeah i'm as good as I can be at the moment. I just have a raging headache. Also- where did the others go?"

"Oh they were helping people clean up, now their at Deana's." He paused "But I just wanted to talk to you about this morning.. Im sorry for being um rude. I didn't mean what I said obviously I was just well.. I don't know. I'm also sorry because its my fault you were out there when the people attacked anyway. Do you forgive me?"

"Yes I forgive you" you said slightly giggling "I can't stay mad at you for long but thank you for also saving my life. Even if it was your fault I was out there you could have chose not to save me, your best friend, but you did."

He smiled at the way you punctuated best friend "yeah" He sat in the chair next to you staring at his hands as if he was thinking about saying something.

As you rose to attend to the food, he said, "Best friend huh?" to which you simply replied, "Yep haha". However, the conversation took an unexpected turn when he asked, "Have you ever thought of like... being more?"

You stood frozen for a second, before realizing he was probably watching you from behind.

You had considered this possibility before, but you didn't want to complicate things by bringing it up. The thought of him rejecting you made you feel uneasy, wondering if he would be scrutinizing your every move after. You tried to shake off the feeling, but it lingered in the back of your mind every time you saw him, thought about it, hell even dreamt about him. You thought it was time to confront him about it, or at least bring it up in conversation. You didn't want to be paranoid, but you also didn't want to ignore your instincts.

"hmm well" you said teasing him a little "what do you mean?"

"I'm just being dumb or whatever"

"No, your not, tell me" You said turning around and smiling. This gave him hope that you would feel the same.

"It's just, I woke up in a bad mood cause I overheard you with your friends last night talking about me. You said I come on too strong and It's obvious who I like and-"

"Oh my god no carl" you interupted " I wasn't talking about you I was talking about Abraham and Sasha. I love them both but it's so funny watching their little friends to lovers trope"

He laughed "ohhh, my bad um" "Well sorry for that too. But what I'm trying to say is I like you. I thought you didn't like me back so I got mad but- It's okay if you don't like me back I just needed to tell you because I couldn't hold on to that secret anymore." he said nervously running his hand through his hair.

You smiled and looked at him. You felt like everything that you didn't expect to happen today was happening at the strangest times.

"That- well I like you too. I was too scared to tell you because I was afraid you didn't feel the same way"

"Really?"

You nodded.

He stood up and walked over to your spot grabbing the warm wooden spoon from your hand and pulling you in for a kiss.

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A/N! :

HEY!! first post on this acc lmaoo. I posted this on watt pad originally like a month ago along with two other imagines (if you wanna check them out: leinsburg666) I wont be posting them here bc personally i think they are booty and i wrote them two months ago I’m obviously a new person duhh. but anyways i’m gonna write some more like this and PLEASE leave requests like good lord i will probably reply to all of them since i’m not sure a lot of people will see this bc the carl/reader fandom died in like 2018. hope this was enjoyable thoo 🩷

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— .toothpaste kisses // chris sturniolo

chris sturniolo x bestfriend!fem!reader

plot summary : you and chris come home from a party in a fit of drunk giggles and decide to help each other get ready for bed but end up in a compromising position with his body so close to yours and his toothbrush in your mouth.

content warnings : basically nothing but strong language and mentions of drinking and being drunk. matt being a menace lmaoo. using each others toothbrush??? a little sexual tension hehe. idiots in love and a whole lotta fluff!!

a/n : an idea i got whilst listening to ‘toothpaste kisses by the maccabees’ it’s a cute song so check it out if you want! always appreciate all likes, comments and reblogs! mwuah <3

wc : 2.4k

"Ah! I’m gonna fall!"

You let out a fit of giggles as you try to put one foot in front of the other whilst walking up the stairs to get to his living room. Chris was laughing too with an arm wrapped tightly around your waist with the excuse that it would help your balance but he knew he was equally as drunk as you right now so it was pretty pointless.

He just wanted to be close to you.

"No!" Chris slurs with a stupid smile, stumbling into your side and you can feel his grip tighten around your body and it makes your tummy swirl with butterflies that recently seem to appear every time you see Chris. "I’ll catch you, baby."

Matt rolls his eyes from behind you two, car keys in one hand and your black heels in the other after you begged him to take them off a few minutes ago. "Guys be quiet, Nick’s asleep."

"Shhh Chris! Nick’s sleeping." You whisper as you feel Matt’s hand pushing gently on your back and you turn to Chris, your finger coming up to his lips but you pull it away when he opens his mouth and bites it. "Matt, he’s biting me." You dramatically pout and hold out your finger in his face.

"Stop biting her, Chris." Matt rolls his eyes with a sigh as he pushes your finger away and finally gets the two of you to the living room in one piece before dropping your shoes on the floor with a thud and throwing his keys somewhere else.

When Matt turns around again, you and Chris were squaring off to each other and he rubs his tired eyes. Poor kid just wanted to go to sleep.

"Rah!" You’re in a complete fit of giggles when Chris tries to bite you again, playfully pushing him away as you kneel over in laughter.

"What have you guys been drinking?" Matt stares at the both of you and tries to hide his smile when Chris pulls you closer to him. He was happy his brother had someone like you - a yin to his yan, his twin flame, his other half. A true best friend.

Matt loved the fact that Chris had someone that could easily bounce off his energy whenever needed. All he hated was that neither one of you would admit that you were stupidly in love with each other. It was like everyone could see it except you and Chris.

But as of right now, he was more than positive that neither of you couldn’t see shit right now.

"Rah!" You try to jump on Chris but he loses his balance and the both of you end up dropping to the kitchen floor into a pool of joy and laughter, barely registering the hard bang that you’ll definitely feel tomorrow morning with a bruise.

Matt checks the time on his phone and sighs, disguising his smile with a blank expression. "Okay that’s enough. Get up and go to bed."

"Help me?" You slur, eyes barely open and holding out your arms for Matt to grab onto. Chris huffs from next to you and holding his head as he tries to grab onto the couch that was on the other side of the room, clearly way too drunk to realise.

When he finally pushes himself halfway up, Matt chuckles when he walks over and shoves Chris back to the floor in good brotherly fashion before pulling you upright. "Chris?" You mumble as you untangle yourself from Matt’s arms to look at your best friend who was practically passed out.

"Hm? What the fuck?" He grumbles, opening his eyes and pushing himself up off the floor once again, brows furrowed in confusion as he tries to figure out how he was still on the floor.

Matt stifles a laugh from behind you before he walks in front to pull Chris up since your attempt was just ‘holding out your arms in hopes he’ll grab onto it’ type of uselessness.

Chris soon finds himself in your arms again, holding onto each other like you depended on it. If it was up to him, he’d happily stay next to you for the rest of his lifetime and the next.

You rest your head on his shoulder with an arm wrapped tightly around his back as he slowly drags you down the stairs to his bedroom. Matt watches from the top, waiting to see if any of you will tumble to the bottom and pass out but when neither of you do he just backs away, "I’m going to bed so be quiet."

"Yeah, yeah whatever tough guy." Chris mumbles and rolls his eyes as he opens the bedroom door for you like a true gentleman. You pull away when you walk in and look down at your outfit, "I hate my dress." Tugging the tight fabric away from your waist with a huff before it clings back.

"Why? You look perfect." Chris replies, eyes glossing over as he admires your body and everything else about you. He hated the fact he didn’t have the courage to tell you that whilst sober and the way you look so beautiful tonight just like all of the other days he sees you. "You always look perfect," being brave with a mumble as he pulls his shoes off and looks away from you.

It’s like you don’t acknowledge anything he just said when you turn to face him, "can i wear one of your tees?" Not even giving Chris time to reply before you’re already stumbling your way into his closet and finding some of his fresh love shirts.

Obviously you heard what he said because you always do, even in a state like this. But the way it felt too good to be true scared you into ignorance and you got good at pretending even when your heart was pounding and your mind swirled with thoughts of just kissing and loving on him.

You can hear the faint sound of music playing as you clumsily scramble the black dress off your body and slip on Chris’s shirt, sighing in relief after you feel like you can finally breathe again. The task itself took longer than usual since you kept tripping over air and almost falling on your ass for the second time tonight.

Walking back out and leaning on the closet door, you look at Chris with a stupid grin. He was lying on the edge of the bed shirtless and struggling to undo his belt whilst humming to the music playing quietly from his phone. "Want help?"

Chris looks up with flushed cheeks when you catch him struggling to change and he lets out a nervous chuckle, "It’s stuck." When you walk over, he finally looks down at your outfit and his heart melts at his ultimate favourite sight of you in his clothes. Chris would give you all of his shirts if he knew it meant anything to you like it did to him.

His body goes into overdrive when your hand is on his belt and his mind instantly imagines this in a much different dirtier context that leaves him just staring at you wide eyed like a puppy.

"It’s not stuck you idiot."

Chris lifts his hips up when you gently pull the belt off, eyes glancing at your naked thighs makes his cock twitch and he has to look back at your face to steady his breathing.

He can’t tell if his mind was spinning from the alcohol or if it was the smirk on your face. It’s probably both but the way you’re looking at him wasn’t helping and his eyes glance at your lips for just a second. If Chris wasn’t so in his head, he would’ve seen you do the exact same thing.

You’re leaning over his body and for some reason your face was a little too close to his but neither of you pulled away. The butterflies were back again and goosebumps appear on your skin this time and your heart knew it was all Chris but your mind made excuses up for you. Like always.

You were both drunk and the too many tequilas you had earlier was making your tummy swirl and you were just cold. That’s it. Nothing more. Nothing less. These feelings for Chris was too all consuming to the point that it scared you. You couldn’t lose him over rejection.

You’re completely fine loving Chris in your heart, where nobody else can reach but him.

When you lean closer, Chris freezes under you and for a split second he was convinced you were gonna kiss him. But when you place his belt next to his thigh and grab his hands with that pretty smile you always have, he knew it was all wishful thinking. Obviously you wouldn’t kiss him!

"We have to brush our teeth."

Dragging Chris up off the bed, you hold his hand going into the bathroom and he turns on the light behind you. You pivot your body away to look in the mirror and frown at how you look - hair frizzed, mascara smudged and lipgloss gone.

"You look like a mess," Chris was also staring at your reflection with a teasing smile and toothbrushes in his hands that makes you turn to look at his face. "And you’re annoying," your fake scowl disappears to match his smile and he laughs as you take the toothbrush, fingers brushing against his.

"But you love me," he mumbles with his eyes still trained on your reflection as if he couldn’t look away even if he wanted to, wrapping one arm around your waist to pull you close as you focus on putting toothpaste on both of your brushes.

"Of course," You mumble softly as you begin brushing your teeth casually. The alcohol was making your mind feel less hyper and more sleepy since you felt fuzzy to the point you don’t even realise you’ve stopped brushing.

Chris just smiles when he sees your eyes drooping. He thought you looked adorable.

"Hey, look at me." You feel Chris turn your body to press against his when you widen your eyes to look at him more clearly, surprised but content with how close your faces were.

"Hi." You slur with a whisper, pulling your toothbrush out of your mouth. When you lean over the sink to spit it out, Chris holds your hair back so you don’t get any toothpaste in it. "Sorry that was gross," wiping your mouth, your cheeks get warm with embarrassment when you look back at Chris who just shook his head.

"Shut up," he smiles.

"Let me brush your teeth." You drunkenly giggle as you lift up your toothbrush up to Chris’s mouth and surprisingly, his mouth opens for you. Your own mouth opens when his own toothbrush finds it way past your lips and he brushes gently, as if he was scared to hurt you.

The two of you are left in another fit of giggles mixed with messy toothpaste froth and water. You remind yourself that the blush on your cheeks was from the alcohol and not the way Chris held you tighter when he leans over to spit in the sink.

You do the same afterwards as if it’ll cure the desirable need to kiss him…it doesn’t.

He holds your hair back again and begins to think about his feelings about you. After his first talking stage, Chris has always sworn of relationships because of his underlying commitment issues that it caused and now the thought of having a girlfriend scared the shit out of him.

But lately, he’s found himself looking at couples in public and then imagining you and him in their position, just doing simple things like holding hands whilst walking down the street, sharing an ice cream or just random acts of affection because, why not? But then realised you already do all of that stuff with him and it wasn’t scary.

The only part that scares Chris is that this was you. Not some random girl off Instagram or a hook up at a party. You were constant. He knew that you preferred to sleep on the left side of his bed. He knew that you liked showers more than baths because they made you feel better. He knew that you would steal his clothes and then return them without telling him. The point was, Chris knew all of these little things and silly quirks that you do because you were simply just there.

And he loved it. Really loved it.

"Chris?" You’re gently rubbing his mouth with a warm towel when you watch him blink back into reality. "I thought you fell asleep with your eyes open again," you joke with a warm laugh as you turn your head to fold the towel but Chris grabs it from your hands and drops it to the floor.

"What did you do–

His lips take your breath away but for some reason you instinctively throw your arms around his neck and kiss him back whilst your eyes flutter shut. Chris smiles against your lips and his hands wander down to your hips, pulling you flush against his body and he could taste the mint on your breath when you open your mouth for him.

You let out a small whimper when Chris’s tongue slides into your mouth and the heat between your thighs gets stronger. His hand travel further down and begins to pull up the t-shirt you’re wearing ever so slightly to grab onto your ass. You lean on your tip-toes to hold onto his face and press your lips harder into his.

You felt so needy for each other but the both of you knew it wasn’t the right time.

You pull away first with a dazed smile as your thumb gently wipes Chris’s bottom lip that was slick with spit. "I’ve always wanted to do that," he whispers and you melt under his gaze, your tummy whirling with desire. "Me too."

Chris feels an overwhelming sense of joy and just can’t seem to wipe the silly grin off his face. He was just so happy to realise that this was it, he wasn’t scared anymore. He wanted you. And he knew you wanted him too. That shared feeling between one another was special.

When your hands trail down Chris’s bare chest and you feel how warm his skin was, he wishes thinks you’re about to kiss him again but when your face suddenly lights up and he sees that look in your eye, the energy shifts and he knows you’re about to ask something stupid.

"Will you help me take off my makeup?"

"Do i have a choice?"

"No, not really."

"….where’s the wipes?"

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