#that 90s show x reader

[beansnsoup]

Hello! Could you do a Jay kelso x reader were they are flirting and stuff around the group then the group asks if there dating then there like “no we’re just friends blah blah blah” then the group walks in to them making out on the couch?? I know it’s basic but I need more Jay kelso 😍

Not basic at all, literally adore this

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"Never know unless we try."

Jay Kelso x gn!reader

Summary- You would always think the flirting between you and Jay was always a joke and would never lead anywhere, but after being called out by your friends it started to feel different.

Warnings- cheesy romance, fluff, idk what else

"Jesus, Leia, can you do anything about the temperature of this basement, I think I might melt." Ozzie asked her, she shrugged.

You look over to Jay, "Well, if anyone is heating up this room, it's gotta be you, Kelso." You say, wiggling your eyebrows with a smirk, everyone in the room groans except for Jay.

This has been an ongoing thing for the past couple of months. It started in your 3rd period science class, Jay would complement how you handled the lab equipment in a flirtatious way, and you would respond to boost his ego. It just kept going ever since.

The rest of your friend group thought it was funny to begin with, and now they despise it. You two will sit there constantly hitting on one another to the point where Gwen pretends to gag at the lunch table.

"Why don't you just ask him out?"

She would ask you this question almost everyday.

"Because it's not like that. It's just a big joke."

She never believed it for a second. You just let it slip past your mind, though. You never paid any attention to what he was actually saying. You just wanted to have an inside thing between the two of that would last.

Cut back to now where the two of you are laughing so much to the point where neither of you can breathe, yet you're both managing to keep complimenting eachother.

The rest of the group decided to just ignore you guys and get back to their conversation. Jay grasped onto your arm for support while laughing. You noticed your breathing started to go unsteady.

You just laughed it off though, you knew that this wasn't going to go anywhere and that it was just a thing friends did.

Nothing more.

-

"Okay, we're heading out. Are you guys sure you don't wanna come with?" Gwen asked both of you, "No, they're replaying all the Back to the Future movies tonight." You replied.

That was something you and Jay had always bonded over, so the flirting wasn't the only thing there. "Okay, I'll bring you home some candy, though." She said, you both replied with a thank you and bye before she left.

The TV started playing the beginning credits of the first movie, Jay wrapped his arm around you and pulled you in. You didn't think anything of it as per usual because this was a common thing.

Even though you were sort of used to it, your heart beat increased. As much as you wanted him to hold you, you didn't want to ruin what the both of you had.

You unwrapped his arm from around you and sat back up to your original position. You felt his gaze turn over to you. You tried your hardest not to look back at him.

He eventually decided to speak up, "What was that for?" You looked over to him and shrugged, he huffed. "Do I need a shower?" You giggled, he grabbed you again, this time you were facing him.

He started to lean in. You jerked your head back, "Did I do something Y/N?" You sighed, "No, I want to, I really do, but I don't want to ruin what we have."

"I mean.." He started, "Never know unless we try."

You smiled, getting back closer to him. He put his hand up to your cheek to pull you in. Your lips connected, they molded together, he created a rhythm. You were addicted to what was happening, it just felt right.

You pulled back every now and then to catch your breath and then went straight back in. You grasped his hair while one of his hands was on your waist and the other still holding your face.

You both kept going like that for a good few minutes. Then the door opened behind you guys, "Wow." Gwen let out, then she started to mock you, "They're replaying Back to the Future tonight"

Yalllll, ignore my whole blog vibe changing, I'm experimenting, also that 90s show was draining me but I LOVED writing this.

You and Jay were wiping your leftover lip gloss off and scooted away from each other. The rest of the group piled in and sat around while gwen sat in between the two of you.

#headcanon #that 90s show netflix #that 90s show x reader #jay kelso #jay kelso that 90s show #jay kelso x reader

[da-extroverted-introvert]

Been There All Along (Nate Runck x Reader)

(there are almost no gifs of Nate and that makes me upset)

Fandom: That '90s Show

Pairing(s): Nate Runck x Fem!Reader, Past!Nate Runck x Nikki, Platonic!Gwen Runck x Reader

Trigger(s): some angst, breakup mentions, (seemingly) unrequited feelings, slight Nikki slander (sorry, it's only for the sake of the story), also some Nate's dad slander

Summary: Nate comes to you, one of his best friends, for comfort after Nikki breaks up with him. You console him the best you can without letting your true feelings slip, but you fail when you end up kissing him. This leads to you thinking you ruined your friendship, but luckily, Nate shows up to reassure you that that's not true.

Word Count: 2.09k

Point Place, Wisconsin.

Summer of 1996.

Location: Leia Forman's basement.

Being alone in Forman's basement wasn't a common occurrence, but it did happen on occasion. Like now, for instance. Jay and Leia were out on a date, and so were Nate and Nikki. When things like this happen, you usually have Ozzie and Gwen to hang out with, but today they wanted to sneak into the country club again.

So, it was just you in the basement, laying on the sofa, flipping through a random magazine to pass the time. That was until the one and only Nate Runck wandered in through the door. Instead of the dopey grin that was usually plastered on his face, he had a frown and watery eyes. This caused you to sit up straight on the couch and place your full attention on him.

He barely glanced at you before he spoke.

"Hey."

Just as you were about to ask what happened, the big jock practically threw himself into the seat next to you and laid his head on your shoulder. Instinctively you wrapped your arm around him and rubbed his arm, trying to help him however you could.

"What happened?" You asked him in a concerned whisper.

It took a few moments for Nate to respond, and it killed you seeing him this broken up about whatever was bothering him.

Not lifting his head from your shoulder, Nate mumbled a response.

"Nikki and I broke up."

You momentarily stopped rubbing his shoulder, his answer surprising you. You knew that Nate and Nikki have had a few disagreements lately, but you had no idea this would happen. They both seemed so in love, constantly making out and hooking up. You were tempted to ask Nate why this happened, but knowing how much he must be hurting, you just pulled him into your arms and hugged him.

"I'm sorry, Nate."

Nate hugged you back, squeezing you hard and burying his head into your neck. You always liked when he hugged you, he always felt like a giant, warm teddy bear. But it was hard to enjoy the feeling given the circumstances.

"We were talking about our futures. I wanted to be with her, and follow her to wherever she ended up going to college. And…she said she didn't want me to."

You could feel your shirt getting wet as Nate started crying. The sound broke your heart. You squeezed him tighter, rocking him in your arms to try to soothe him.

"I know you probably won't believe me when I say this, but it will get better."

"When?"

You wished you could give him an answer, one that could make Nate happy again, but you knew that wasn't going to happen. So you settled for an honest answer.

"I don't know."

You hugged him tighter before he pulled away, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.

"I just loved her so much! I feel like my heart was ripped out of my butt."

You nodded sympathetically while he talked. He leaned forward and buried his head in his hands for a moment.

"Maybe I just didn't try hard enough. I could've tried to be better for her, try to make it work between us."

You immediately shook your heading disagreement.

"Nate, that is so not true! You were trying to make it work, she was the one who wasn't trying! You were a great boyfriend. You were loyal, dependable, sweet..."

You put your arm around his shoulders again to make sure he was paying attention to what you were saying.

"And Nikki is my friend, and she may be smart and everything, but I think she's an absolute dumbass to let you go."

Nate turned his head slightly to look at you, his eyes still glossy. He spoke to you in a slight whisper.

"You really think that?"

"Of course I do! I've known you for years, and I've never met a more amazing person. Any girl in the world would be lucky to have you."

The compliment made Nate give you a hint of a smile, which caused you to smile back.

"Thanks."

You both stared at each other for a little while, your smiles fading the longer you did. You felt some tension grow, and you couldn't help yourself from glancing at his lips. And it might've just been your feelings for him playing tricks on you, but you could've sworn you saw Nate glance at yours.

You weren't sure who began leaning in first, but the next thing you remembered was feeling his lips against yours. The kiss was soft as gentle, and his hand coming up to caress your cheek felt just as sweet.

Nate then abruptly pulled away, pulling you out of the moment and allowing the shock of what just happened to sink in. He then quickly stood from the couch and began walking backwards to the door.

"I, um..."

He stumbled over his words, running a hand threw his hair.

"I've got to go, I um...I need some time to think..."

After nearly stumbling over his own feet, he finally made it out the door, letting you sit with your thoughts.

Though honestly, there was only one through that kept on running through your mind.

'What have you done?!'

1 hour later.

Location: Jay Kelso's bedroom.

"Bro!"

"Bro!"

"Bro!"

"Bro!"

"Bro!"

"Bro!"

"BRO!" "BRO!"

Nate and Jay went back and forth like this for a while after Nate told his best friend what had happened. That is until Jay finally broke the cycle.

"So you are telling me that you and Nikki broke up, and not even an hour later, you and Y/N make out?!"

"You're making it sound worse than it is!"

Jay gave him a look.

"Okay, yeah, it is as bad as it sounds."

Nate let himself fall back on Jay's bed, rubbing his hands down his face in frustration.

"Do you, like, like Y/N now or something?"

"No!"

Jay gave his friend another look.

"...Yeah. Maybe? Dude, I don't know! I'm so confused."

Jay sat beside his friend on the bed, still trying to understand the situation.

"How did this even happen?"

"I don't know, bro. Nikki broke up with me, and I was really upset, so I tried to find Y/N to make me feel better."

Jay made a confused face.

"So you're saying that whenever you're upset, Y/N always makes you feel better?"

Nate nods. "Yeah."

He then makes a confused face and looks towards Jay.

"Do you think that means something?"

5 days later.

Location: Y/N's bedroom

You sat alone on your bed, allowing heartache to consume you. You haven't left the room since that day.

The day you kissed Nate Runck.

You couldn't bring yourself to hang out with the gang after what happened. You didn't know how to keep what happened to yourself. And you didn't know how you would react if you came face to face with Nikki, let alone Nate.

A knock on your window disturbed your train of thought and sent you sitting straight up on your bed. Once you saw it was only Gwen, your heart rate slowed calmed down a bit.

You went over to the window to open it for her, letting her come in.

"You could've just came in through the door."

Gwen shrugged with a smile.

"Eh, this is more fun."

She plopped herself down on the foot of your bed, making herself comfortable.

"So. Why have you been MIA the last few days?"

You didn't want to lie to her, but you also didn't want to answer her question. So you asked one of your own.

"How's Nate?"

"Well, I assume you heard about him and Nikki calling it quits."

You looked down at your carpet and nodded.

"He's pretty bummed about that, obviously. But I can tell that's not the only thing that's bugging him."

You gave her a worried look.

"Did something else happen?"

"You tell me."

You stayed silent, but Gwen kept on talking.

"He misses you. He's worried about you. We all are! I don't know what happened between you two, but you guys need to talk."

You sighed as you talked. "I wouldn't even know what to say."

"It doesn't really matter what you say as long as you actually talk."

You were silent again.

"Come on! You guys need each other! You both are clearly going through things, and whenever that happens, you're there for each other. That's how things have been ever since you guys met!"

You kept your eyes locked on the floor still. You responded with a mumble.

"I'm afraid he's upset with me."

Gwen laughed a bit.

"So? That hasn't stopped you guys from being there for each other."

She sighed and stood up with you.

"Remember when you first met Jay? You were so jealous of him becoming Nate's best friend you started being mean to both him and Nate."

You smiled a tiny bit, reminiscing about those memories as Gwen continued to speak.

"And then Nate got mad at you for being mean to them, so you guys didn't speak for a week. He was a mess without you. Then, his dad was supposed to visit, and then he cancelled last minute."

You remembered how sad you were for Nate, even though you were mad at him at the time.

"I called and told you and you came over right away. You guys hugged and acted like nothing ever happened. And just like that, you were happy with each other again. I don't see why you can't do that now."

You looked back up at Gwen, your eyes a little teary.

"I think this situation is a little more complicated than that."

Gwen put her hands on your shoulders, giving you a reassuring smile.

"You never know unless you try."

15 minutes later.

Location: The Forman's driveway.

You slowly walked towards the Forman household when you saw Nate shooting hoops in the driveway. You could tell he noticed you coming because his eyes lit up a bit.

He gave you a tiny, awkward smile.

"Hey."

You smiled back.

"Hey."

You both stood there awkwardly before speaking at the same time.

"I'm sorry!" "I'm sorry!"

Nate gave you a confused look.

"Wait, why are you sorry?"

You fiddled with your fingers while you spoke.

"I'm sorry for not talking to you. And I'm sorry for kissing you. You were very vulnerable and it was a mistake and I shouldn't have done it."

Nate was silent for a moment, processing your words.

He mumbled nervously. "You think it was a mistake?"

You mumbled back. "Don't you?"

He finally put down the basketball, letting it roll away. He stepped closer to you, acting a bit more confident than before.

"No. I don't."

His response stunned you, making you stare at him with wide eyes.

"It wasn't the best timing, but I'm glad it happened. Y/N, you have always, always been there. For whenever I was sad, whenever I was sick, whenever I was an absolute idiot..."

You wanted to correct him and reassure him that he wasn't an idiot at all, but you wanted to know where he was going with this heartfelt rant.

"No matter how things were, you have always been there for me. And it took me this last week to realize how important you really are to me."

Your eyes began to water at his words. Nate stepped a little closer to you, grabbing your hands in his.

"If you really think that kiss was a mistake, we can forget about it. But I want you to know that it meant something to me. And if you would give me a chance, I would like to give this a shot. Give us a shot."

You launched yourself into his arms and pulled down by the neck for a kiss. He wrapped his arms around your back, happily returning the kiss.

The first kiss you shared had been nice, but the way it happened wasn't the best. You hadn't been sure if the only reason you kissed was because you were both in the heat of the moment. You weren't actually sure if he reciprocated your feelings. But right now, with Nate holding you so close and smiling against your lips, you are finally certain about how he feels.

You've been there for each other all along. And you'll always be there for each other till your dying days.

Author's Note: Tagging @creamecafe and @gaypersonthatshifts because they asked so nicely ❤️😊

#that 90s show #that 90s show x reader #nate runck #nate runck x reader #that 90s show netflix #netflix #that 90s show x you #nate runck x you #gwen runck #gwen runck x reader #that 70s show

[beaniebeensbaby201]

can I get a jay kelso x fem reader? Where leia comes back for the summer, but jay and reader is in a secret relationship and everyone basically celebrates that leia is back, then reader gets drunk and starts to act wayy too flirty with jay, like calling him hot, sitting in his lap, and playing with his hair then she tries to kiss him in front of them all. he blames it on her being drunk and reader ends up talking abt things they do in secret which gives away that they’re together.

Srry If that’s confusing, but u can decide how everyone reacts (especially leia)

Yessss this is interesting, dw boo it's not confusing

Formans basement Jun 5th 1995

Everyone was having fun, with the return of their dear friend Leia Forman.

I had about five beers so far as I was beginning to feel tipsy. I was leaning on Jay as I was giggling. My fingers were in his hair as he tried to pull me off him.

I frowned as I grabbed onto his toned arms. I look over and see Leia staring at us and I could see his brows furrow in annoyance.

Jay pushes me away from him as I followed him to the couch. He sat at the end, as I plopped myself close to him. My butt was seated on the leg of the couch with my legs over his lap. My hands continued to play with his hair as my boobs were basically in his face.

I leaned down, trying to kiss Jay, but he pushed my face the other way. I bit my lip as I was hurt. But I knew he didn't want anyone to know we're together, but he never asked me how I felt.

I saw the look of jealousy on Leia, which caused me to smirk. I knew he didn't show much affection because Leia was in the picture again. This was the perfect timing for me to be my petty self and show them that Jay Kelso was taken.

"You look really hot tonight." I kiss his hair as I twist my finger in his hair.

Jay didn't respond, giving me the cold shoulder.

"Are you two dating?" Grace was the first to speak.

"Yes." "No." We say at the same time.

Jay slaps my leg, while he gives me a warning look.

"Jay Kelso and I have been together the whole summer. He's just too embarrassed to admit that. Why do you think I'd always have hickeys every time we hang out? Or why our lips would be swollen all the time? We'd have sex almost every day. But Jay Kelso is embarrassed to see me in the public eye." Jay looked over to Leia who had tears in her eyes.

A look of disbelief was shown on everyone face, especially Ozzy.

"You two are together?" You could hear the hurt in Leia's voice as it cracked.

"No, She's lying. I'd never date a Hyde." He sneered.

I gasped, and my heart was in my throat as I tried to regain my posture.

I quickly got off of Jay and running out of the basement.

Was I really that bad? I mean, am I that embarrassing to be with someone?

I was seated on the car that was in the driveway. I had my face buried in my knees as I wrapped my arms tighter around me.

"Go away." I heard Jay sigh.

I felt the car move slightly I knew it was Jay as I scooted farther up the hood almost leaning against the window.

"I'm sorry. I just. I don't know why I acted that way." I huffed in response.

"Am I that embarrassing to be with? Is it because my father is Steve Hyde? A dead beat?" I sniffled.

"No, God no!" He crawled up to me, placing my head on his broad chest.

I sobbed again, burying my face deeper. I slapped his chest weakly a few times.

"Then why can't you admit that you love me! You only do it behind closed doors, yet you can't say around our friends!" I growled growing even more frustrated with the young Kelso.

Jay grabbed my hand, yanking me with him to the basement. My heart was in my throat. It felt like I was going to barf. My head was spinning, and my hands felt clammy as I knew where he was taking us.

I gulped as Jay slammed the door opened.

"Y/N Hyde and I are together. I'm sorry, Leia, I love her. I didn't want to hurt you, and you and y/n are great friends. And I didn't want you to feel like I was hiding you. I love you, Y/N Hyde." The gang cheered, as Leia was silent.

"So, Jay, how did you get a girl like my best friend?'" She teased, a smirk plastered on her lips.

I smiled, tilting my head back and wrapping my arms around her.

A/N: I'm sorry I hadn't been very active lately. I am currently writing a book, and I want to try to attempt to finish it soon. I want to be an author so hopefully this book will help me win my future 😂😂

#drunk reader x jay kelso #jay kelso imagines #jay kelso fanfiction #that 90s show x reader #tumblr fyp

[chaotic-writer-11]

Ok I need something to do and something to keep me accountable to write sooo prompt list time!

(All credits to original posters, I just found these on google)

Go ahead and give me a character for an x reader and the relationship status (romantic, platonic, siblings, parental, etc)!

it might take me a hot minute to finish it tho

#preferably lab rats or that 70s show/that 90s show cause those are my current hyperfixations but I'll write any fandom on my list #lab rats x reader #chase davenport x reader #writing #writer #reader insert #x reader #one shot #drabble #fluff #that 70s show x reader #that 90s show x reader

[ncis-best]

Gibbs: Y/n did you slap Tony?

Y/n: no….

Tony: Yes you did!!!!!

Y/n: nooo I didn’t

Tony: YES YOU DID.!!!!

Y/n: NO I DIDNT!!!!

Tony: YES YOU DID!!!

Y/n: YES I DID!!!

Tony:NO YOU DIDNT!!

Y/n: see Gibbs I didn’t.

Tony: wha-

Gibbs: good girl.

#ncis #ncis fanfiction #90s imagine #gibbs x reader #jethro gibbs x y/n #jjk smut #leroy jethro gibbs #books & libraries #cop shows

[topperscumslut]

My Idiot (Jay Kelso x Reader)

Summary: Reader is Hyde’s daughter and staying with the Formans while he’s in jail, the new generation has a sleepover at the Forman’s house and there’s only one bed for Jay and (Y/N)… Note: Jaya (JayxLeia) does not exist in this imagine

Word count: 1k

“Okay you guys,” Leia said with a deep breath, “Grandma and grandpa actually said you guys can stay the night, so we can’t screw this up. I’m staying in my dad’s old room and (Y/N) is staying in Aunt Laurie’s old room, as usual. Can you guys all find somewhere to sleep in the basement?”

“Sounds good to me,” Ozzie popped up.

“Nikki and I can take the couch,” Nate said.

“Yeah, that should work,” Gwen added, “it just sucks that Jay isn’t here.”

You nodded half heartedly. Your best friend - and crush - Jay Kelso was working a long night shift at the video store, and you were bummed that he was missing your first (and probably only, considering how Red Forman was) sleepover with the gang.

Almost like clockwork, the basement door opened.

“Hey guys!” A familiar voice spoke up. Jay’s voice. “They let me off early,” he said as his eyes briefly floated to where you were sitting on the floor, then shyly finding their way back to the rest of the group.

“Well shit,” Leia sighed, “I mean, we’re glad you’re here! But Red let us have a sleepover for once, and I don’t think there will be enough room in the basement for you…”

“Well that’s not convenient,” Jay said with a flat face, sheepishly sitting down next to you.

“Hold on you guys, I’ll be right back. I don’t imagine in a thousand years my grandpa would let you stay in my room, but I have a couch and (Y/N) doesn’t, and I don’t want to make her offer her bed to you if she isn’t okay with it.”

You shifted awkwardly, silently hoping you could share your bed with Jay. “I mean, I wouldn’t mind if we have to…” you trailed on quietly, Jay looking at you shyly, his cheeks noticeably heating up.

The rest of the group hadn’t heard you but Jay had sitting so close to you. “You sure?” he asked and you nodded, lacking the courage to look at him.

Leia ran upstairs and it only took a few seconds before you heard the booming sound of Red yelling.

“If that boy goes even close to your bedroom, my foot is going even closer to up his ass! Absolutely not!”

Leia hurried down the stairs with a defeated look on her face. “So that’s a no go. (Y/N), are you sure you’re ok with sharing a bed with Jay?”

You shrugged, now bright red. “Yeah, sure, I don’t mind.”

The seven of you spent the rest of the night together, laughing, watching My So Called Life, and getting high, before finally around midnight you all started to crash.

“Should we call it a night, you guys?” you asked through a yawn, anxious to spend the night with Jay.

“Sounds good to me.”

“Yep.”

“I’m tired.”

“Well, goodnight you guys,” Leia spoke, “see you all in the morning.” With that you, Leia, and Jay stumbled your way upstairs while the others stayed in the basement getting comfy.

You quickly brushed your teeth and got cleaned up for bed, putting on your favorite lacy nightgown, your heart beating out of your chest before you heard your name called from downstairs.

“Y/N! I need to talk to you!”

Shit. It was Red.

You made your way down the stairs, feigning sobriety, into the Forman living room.

“Yes Mr. Forman?”

“Sit down.”

“You know (Y/N), I remember your father sitting on this exact same couch when he was your age. He was a good kid, even with all the dope he did. He was nice to people.” Red sighed, “I remember that boy’s father too, and how he used to fool around with young girls like you, even my own daughter.”

“But Jay isn’t like-“

“I know, I know, that kid hardly knows his own father. But as you’ve been staying with Kitty and I, you’ve become like another grandkid to us. I always feared I’d be raising Steven’s kids…” he grumbled. “No funny business in there, okay? You’re better than to be screwing a Kelso. I know you think no one’s caught onto your little crush on this boy, but I’ve seen these things before. And if he so much as lays a finger on you, my foot will go so far up his ass he won’t even be able to feel his fingers!”

“We’ll be good,” you smiled, rolling your eyes. “Now goodnight.”

“Goodnight (Y/N).”

You hurried back up the stairs to find Jay already all cozied up in your bed.

“Hey.”

“Hi.”

His eyes scanned your body in awe and he hid a smile as you made your way into bed.

You both squirmed awkwardly for a little while, not talking, not looking at each other, and especially not touching.

“I’m sorry (Y/N), I’ll try to let you sleep. I know you didn’t really want me in here…”

“Wh-what do you mean?”

“I could tell you were uncomfortable in the basement and just trying to be nice. I can sleep in the living room if you wa-“

You shut him up by kissing him, to his surprise. Jay closed his eyes and let himself melt into the kiss. It was slow and sweet, innocent, loving.

“Of course I want you here. I was nervous because I have a crush on you, doofus.”

“Well you could’ve just said that,” he laughed. “But, uh, I’m glad you didn’t. I have a crush on you too. Have for a while,” he smirked, kissing you again.

You laughed as the kiss ended, rubbing noses together. “Go to bed, idiot.”

He cuddled his way into you, pulling you in by your waist and spooning you, nuzzling his face into your neck. “I may be an idiot, but I’m your idiot.”

You smiled, cheeks turning a baby pink, still not sure if this was all really happening. “Yeah, Jay, you’re my idiot.”

#that 90s show #jay kelso #jay kelso x reader #fluff #reader indent #x reader #y/n #that 70s show #mace coronel #that 90s show jay #leia forman #red forman #kitty forman #michael kelso #steven hyde #jackie burkhart

[2smolbeans]

Yandere CEO dilf x Childhood Friend Employee x Yandere Buisness Partner Reader (AU)

You want what he wants, but he doesn't want to share.

Based on my yandere CEO & COO story

Tags: Reader is protrayed as a flirty yandere, stalking, mentions of previous murder victims, rivalry, pettiness, the man ABSOLUTELY despises you, implied daddy issues, stalker stalking another stalker, mentions of a dead partner/wife, delusional thinking, thoughts of marriage/making the 'perfect' family.

Note: This is mostly just me writing scenarios/hypotheticals for my ocs-

Just wanted to make that clear! ^^

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Hyun was young and dumb in his 20s and slept around too much. His friends would warn him to calm down, to settle down, or to at least take a break from the multiple fuck buddies. He didn't listen, and still continued to sleep around like the playboy he was. Eventually, it caught up to him when he got someone pregnant. It was an accident, and by god was it the first time he ever felt fear. He didn't love the mother, he had the power and money to dissapear from her life. But he wanted to at least do the bare minimum. So he listened to her, understanding that she wanted to keep the baby, that she wanted at least some help raising it.

Of course, he did everything he could to make her happy. Letting her live at his house, built a room for their baby, spending quality time with her, throwing money at her so that she could relax and take care of their child. He didn't love her, but he felt proud to be with her. She proved the one thing that mattered in his life. That even though him and his father had the same habits, the same mindset, violent tendencies, sadistic urges, and obessive habits.

they were two different people.

One was a cruel sadistic monster who joyfully indulged tortuing his loved ones, while being the most sweet charasmatic CEO to the outside world.

While the other was a cold stoic buisness man who happily beat down his competitors with no remorse, but being the most kindest gentle father behind closed doors.

It was something Hyun felt pride and comfort from. So when she died, he didn't know what to do with himself. They had been together for only two years. Two years, and just like that, she was gone. Now, only 22 with a two year old son, he didn't know how to raise him alone. He had a company to take care of, a son to raise, and nobody by his side to help him. He felt like a mess. It was hopeless.

Except, he had a friend who wanted to understand him. Someone who put him back on his feet and gave him a hand. That reliable somebody who often helped babysit and care for his son when he had to stay at the office for those long hours. A friend that's known him since he was 16, the friend that's been by his side since the birth of his child.

From the moment Hyun "tragically" lost his father to when had his first child, April was there as the supporting him. Always sleeping over, calling him, bringing all sorts of comforting sweets to cheer him up. He's done everything for him. He's the only one he can rely on.

And with the way April so happily dotes on his son, treating them like his own baby. It's given Hyun retrospective on a lot of things.. He'd be lying if he said he was never attracted to him before. God might as well smite him dead if he ever claimed that he never looked at his friend with a certain lense before. But then why did he sleep around? Why didn't he just pursue him and get it on with? Things could've been so different..

At the time, he was confused about his feelings. All he knew was that he was angry and annoyed about those strange thoughts and urges towards his dear old pal, how there was nothing that he could do about it besides hope that it blows over. But now? He knew better. Espically when April had made it clear in the past on how he wanted to be with Hyun..Sending him all sorts of mixed signals..Smiling at him with so much love, being so sweet towards him and his child, cuddling right up to him whenever he slept over.

He was beautiful and so loving. He was the puzzle, the missing part of the triangle. He was the ideal spouse, the perfect parental figure. It was clear as day that he was trying to tell Hyun that he was his since day one. Now that he was able to gather the pieces, finally knowing his final goal to provide the best for himself and his son, you come along. Ruining it all. Smiling all cheerful when you step into the room. Cackling like the witch you are, moving your lips a rat. Hating you was an understatement. He wanted you gone.

If he didn't care about the company, he could've killed you off like the others. But NOOOO. You were important, special. You were a business partner, somebody that could potentially generate more wealth and eliminate his competition if you worked with him. He had to play this one smart. He had to keep you for the sake of the company.

So grinding his teeth together, he smiled at you when the both of you agreed to sign the contract together. At first, working with you wasn't so bad. You were good at your job, diligent with the numbers, and hell, you even got the company on the spotlight for their new launch of makeup. He almost began to like you.

But then you started walking around the employee cubicles, talking to April out of all people. Smirking at him, teasing at him, even daring to put your hand on his shoulder. Hyun's seen the two of you together. He's seen how you've started to dress up more in the hopes of getting his attention. The way you would get close towards his face, just to see him blush and panic. How you would side eye anyone who dared to interrupt your time with him.

It was a constant battle every day. Hyun would be alone with April at a perfect moment, finally having him all to himself while he would ask him out for a nice 'friendly' dinner. For old times' sake. And just as things were about get good- you come bursting through the door. Hugging him and April at the same time, destroying the moment as you rambled about nothing. Grinning while your hands snaked towards his precious employee's chest, whining about how 'lonely' you were and how you wished someone could 'comfort' you.

Ohh he really fucking hated you.

He remembered asking you one time about how you felt towards April during a business dinner meeting. Commenting how he's seen you linger around him on multiple occasions. It was out of character for him, but curiosity the best of him..

"Mhn? He's just fun to play with. It's cute seeing him squirm. But.. I think I want to know him more. I can't help it, I'm a sucker for glasses~"

He wonders how nice you'll look hanging from a meat hook. :)

You weren't too much of a threat so far, just a bit flirty and annoying. You were a bit nosey as well, often staying late into the company quarters. Snooping around in places you shouldn't be looking. It was funny, really. You were so cunning, such the sweet talker - yet you weren't smart enough to think that he wouldn't keep an eye on you?

You weren't subtle stalking April as well. Hiding from a corner while you watched April walk to his bus stop? That was the equivalent of hiding behind a bush. Taking pictures of him while he's not looking with your cellphone? Subtle. Spreading rumours about certain people so that he avoids them like the plague? What are you, a wannabe Regina George?

Everything thing you do in secret, Hyun knows.. Maybe because Hyun was also stalking you while no one else was..A stalker stalking another stalker- the irony. Hyun just wished that someone would just whisk you away. Someone just as annoying, wealthy, crazy, and possessive to distract you from the person he needs in his life.

God, if only he had someone to introduce you to....

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#yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere prompt #yandere ceo #yandere headcanons #sangwook #Hyun Sangwook #Hyun #April Sunset #April #Sunset #yandere oc #male yandere #male yandere oc #yandere reader #yandere oc x reader #yandere y/n #Hyun be praying on his knees to not punch you fr #the whole rivarly between the two of you is like a 90s show comedy set #rich yandere #yandere ocs #my ocs #oc writing #yandere dilf #yandere oc au #oc aus #April x Hyun

[sunshyni]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤPenn U

Notas: um tempo atrás eu compartilhei essa ideia aqui no blog, mas a verdade é que ela já tava na minha cabeça há uns longínquos meses ai KKKKKK daí eu li uns contos da @juyehao com temática uni!au e me senti inspirada pra começar essa brincadeirinha KKKK

☇ Contexto: Johnny, Jaemin, Jaehyun, Mark e Ten são jogadores de hóquei no gelo que moram juntos numa república, e estudam na Penn U (uma forma carinhosa de se referir a universidade da Pensilvânia). Me inspirei MUITO na série de livros “Amores improváveis” da Elle Kennedy porque eu guardo esses livros no meu coração, e as personalidades dos meninos saíram completamente espontâneas ao passo que eu ia escrevendo (inclusive, a escrita deve estar diferente do meu habitual porque dessa vez eu literalmente só escrevi na maior paz de espírito KKKKKK)

w.c: 1.1k

WARNINGS: isso aqui é mais uma abertura do que o plot que eu citei anteriormente, porque eu tava a fim de escrever algo com essa energia sem me preocupar com o romance, sabe? Então surgiu esse texto que vos apresento!

Boa leitura, docinhos! 🏒

— Johnny, é pra você entrar alí, aperta R2 e L2 ao mesmo tempo — Mark roubou o controle do PS4 das mãos de Johnny Suh, que sentia os olhos arderem pela última hora gasta na jornada de Miles Morales no videogame e também – ele jamais admitiria – pelos últimos dez minutos em que sua mente inesperadamente se desconectou dos estímulos visuais e auditivos para depositar toda sua atenção na garota na qual ele havia machucado, fazendo com que o personagem do homem-aranha andasse em círculos no mesmo cenário de um esgoto tecnológico em que ele estava a cerca de vinte minutos — Que foi, hien? 'Cê tá com essa cara desde que chegou. Quase esqueceu de tirar os tênis na entrada e levou uma bronca do Jaemin à toa.

— Se isso aí for por causa da sua garota, desencana — Jaemin apoiou as mãos nos ombros largos de Johnny, utilizando-o de auxílio para poder escalar o sofá e sentar-se nele, provocando resmungos da parte do amigo que quase teve seu rosto atingido pelo pé alheio — O Mark acabou de voltar para o time depois da suspensão que pareceu durar milênios, então por favor, dá o seu melhor nesse jogo que tá por vir.

— O que foi isso? — Ten deixou o banheiro apenas para perguntar num tom de voz elevado, garantindo que todos os moradores da casa fossem capazes de ouvir suas futuras palavras, o roupão felpudo branco e o rolinho massageador que ele tinha em mãos diziam que ele já tinha feito, pelo menos, uns três dias de spa só naquela última semana. Talvez por Jaemin, o famoso líder do time de hóquei da universidade, estar pegando pesado nos últimos treinos, tudo isso devido a um Johnny distraído que simplesmente não conseguia executar sua função no time em uma forma completa — Você acabou de ativar o modo líder do Jaemin, Johnny. Eu tomaria cuidado.

— Na moral? — Jaehyun decidiu contribuir da cozinha, enquanto testava suas habilidades culinárias bastante eficazes e necessárias numa receita de um prato francês, que certamente seria muito mais fácil de se reproduzir caso pudesse ser comparado com a receita popular do filme “Ratatouille”, mas aquele era o dia da semana que ele se propunha a testar refeições novas que talvez não agradasse a todos os paladares diversificados dentro da república, entretanto, no fim das contas ele sempre poderia formular uma frase do tipo: “Se eu não cozinho nessa casa, todo mundo morre de fome” no tom mais dramático possível que ele pudesse proferir — Você merece, John.

— Esse é exatamente o problema — Johnny admitiu com um semblante tristonho, sustentando os cotovelos nos joelhos não sem antes finalmente se livrar do boné do autêntico skatista que ele era, e bagunçar o cabelo ligeiramente longo para espairecer — Ela não é minha garota. E eu falei isso na frente de uma boa parcela da universidade considerando que a gente 'tava no refeitório quando isso rolou.

— Porra, cara — Mark se sensibilizou o suficiente para pausar o jogo e olhar nos olhos do amigo visualmente atormentado com os eventos de sua vida. O olho esquerdo do Lee ainda carregava um tom um tanto arroxeado, no entanto se isso o incomodava, ele preferia não dizer, diferentemente das primeiras semanas depois da suspenção, em que ele se alternava em odiar a si mesmo por brigar acidentalmente com um oponente de uma universidade rival e obrigar Ten a passar algum de seus cremes caríssimos no hematoma sempre que possível — Você humilhou ela, deu a entender que você preferia morrer a ter qualquer coisa que fosse com a que não deve ser nomeada.

— O que você pretende fazer? — Jaemin perguntou e de repente todos os membros estavam reunidos no mesmo cômodo da sala, Ten quase se acomodando em uma das coxas firmes de Mark ao invés do braço do sofá desconfortável que provavelmente perdeu seu estofado uns dez anos antes do tailandês nascer, e Jaehyun com seu avental com estampa de tanquinho – não que ele precisasse disso com o corpo excepcional que ele não se sentia acanhado em exibir – deitado, apoiado sobre os cotovelos no grande tapete marrom — Porque você precisa fazer algo a respeito se quiser continuar no time.

— Ou se quiser a garota... — Jaehyun arriscou dizer, num tom sugestivo que fez Johnny se levantar um tiquinho do assento, entretanto Mark bloqueou o movimento antes mesmo que ele pudesse ser efetuado de fato. Ninguém do grupo superava Jaemin no quesito pegação e Johnny realmente confiava no próprio taco, às vezes até demais, mas ele sabia da dor de cabeça que seria competir com Jaehyun, conhecia ambos e tinha consciência de que talvez levassem a rivalidade para o gelo e ninguém estava muito a fim de provocar a ira do grande Deus Jaemin.

— Você vai precisar fazer um gesto grande — Interveio Mark.

— Do tipo aluguel de carro de declarações — Ten caçoou bem-humorado, permitindo Mark roubar o rolinho de skincare de sua mão — Você pode pegar emprestado o uniforme de mascote e fazer alguma coisa bem vergonhosa e cafona.

— Meu Deus, eu ouvi um amém? A câmera do meu celular já tá preparada — Johnny revirou os olhos na direção de Jaehyun, mas esbanjou um sorriso completo que poderia facilmente ser o motivo de batidas de trânsito. Ele realmente poderia fazer aquilo, dar uma de louco apaixonado feito Heath Ledger em “10 coisas que odeio em você” ao cantar “Can't take my eyes off you” terrivelmente mal? Moleza. Johnny sempre se mostrou alguém extremamente extrovertido, passar um tantinho de vergonha não seria o fim do mundo para ele.

Perder a garota que ele estava perdidamente apaixonado, aí sim, esse seria o verdadeiro ruir do universo.

— A rádio — Jaemin proferiu pausadamente, como se estivesse analisando o quão certo daria a sugestão que ele estava prestes a propor e esclarecer para os amigos curiosos, que estiraram seus pescoços para escutá-lo e compreendê-lo melhor. Como o grande “All-rounder” que o Na era, além de estudar como todos os outros e ser líder do time de hóquei, era a voz dele que dava vida a rádio local da universidade em alguns horários do dia, tornando difícil o simples ato de respirar tanto para as garotas quanto para os garotos do campus que eventualmente se perdiam e se rendiam a voz doce e um bocado rouca de Jaemin — Posso te oferecer alguns minutos e você se desculpa devidamente com a sua garota e então vocês podem fazer as pazes e você finalmente volta pra mim.

— Sério? — Os olhos do Suh se iluminaram de esperança, seu cérebro trabalhando com agilidade procurando palavras boas o bastante para compensar sua burrice no refeitório.

Jaemin anuiu com a cabeça, um sorrisinho atrevido brincando nos lábios cheinhos.

— Sim, conquista a sua garota.

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jay kelso when his parents stop him from seeing you like kitty and red did leia 🤭

a rebel at heart

( note ) : hey! thanks for the request! i had a lot of fun writing this and i hope it lives up to your expectations. i really tried to go for that light-hearted summer romance vibe. i wanted to match the sit-com feel too. i threw in some sarcasm to make it seem genuine. enjoy!!

p.s. sorry if any of the paragraphs repeat below the cut. i’ve been having the same issue for months but nothing i do seems to fix it

( pairing ) : jay kelso x reader

( words ) : 1335

You know, logically, that ten feet is nothing compared to the three-hundred foot block you just walked in the sweltering heat. But looking down at that distance, from a slanted roof and the hard ground at your feet…

Well. That changes a few things.

Jay broke his arm over the weekend trying to do some crazy stunt off a cliff. It was supposed to be a fun date — a picnic setup by the edge, overlooking the water, and a boom box stereo blaring your favorite songs. It was supposed to be great. And it was great, until it wasn’t.

In hindsight, you really shouldn’t have taken him to that spot, but the summer heat had limited your options. Going to a park didn’t sound so appealing when the sun could bore holes into your clothes, the woods would have had mosquitoes feasting on you two within seconds, and the community pool would have been too crowded on a day like that.

So what better plan than to have that date on a quiet, secluded, cool cliff side?

So what better plan than to have that date on a quiet, secluded, cool cliff side?

You didn’t think your boyfriend, even with his flair of dramatics, would land you in the ER by the end of it. But, hey. Like he said, “At least this isn’t a date we’ll forget.”

It was memorable, that’s for sure. If only it hadn’t gotten you two banned from seeing each other for the next week. Well, that was a bit of a stretch. You believe their exact words were, “Jay, you’re not allowed to leave the house for the next week.” It wasn’t a punishment, per se. More of a “valuable life lesson,” Jackie called it. She, Micheal, and Jay looked a little horrified as she’d said it. You guessed this didn’t happen very often.

Jay was, for lack of a better term, grounded. You think it’s really just to keep him from straining his arm — or worse, breaking the other one — so you respected his parents’ wishes. Jay, you’re not allowed to leave the house for the next week. At no point did you hear that you couldn’t come over.

So, here you are, sneaking into his bedroom window. Aren’t you just the epitome of romance? It would be a whole lot more romantic if you didn’t slip off the roof and die.

“Jay,” you whisper, tapping his window. The urgency in your voice, or maybe just hearing your voice at all, forced him upright. It’s not too late but being grounded left him with nothing to do. No TV, no computer, no Nate, and no girlfriend. The horror. You guess he opted in for sleeping early. The light of his bedside table keeps the room dimly lit and you can just make out the silhouette of him. He turns in bed, surprised.

“Y/N?” You watch him kick the covers off, his arm still wrapped in a sling. He seems to have forgotten with all the excitement because he winces when he opens the window with his uninjured arm like he’d tried to use it too.

“Easy, tiger.” It strays from your long list of nicknames, but Jay doesn’t seem to mind. He’s got that grin that makes the world slow, like you’ve got all the time in the universe and you’re lucky enough to spend it with him. Granted, it’s the same look he gave you right before he jumped off that cliff and did that incredibly stupid flip, but you’re very much in love with him. That comes with a pass, doesn’t it?

You’ve barely made it halfway through the window when he pulls you in for a kiss. You can feel him smile into it.

“Your parents must hate me if they’re keeping me away from this,” you whisper, savoring the moment.

“My parents love you,” he says obliviously. He seems a little dazed, a little slow to pick up on the humor in your tone.

“Yeah, they do,” you admit. “It’s still not fair. I missed you.”

“How do you think I feel?”

“Wanna tell me about it?”

“You know I’m not too good with words.”

“Show me, then.”

He pulls you away from the window, going in for another kiss. But then he notices the way you visibly relax the further away you are from the window.

“You took me to a cliff. Don’t tell me you’re scared of heights.” He’s teasing, but there’s genuine curiosity in his voice.

“I’m scared of giving your parents a reason to hate me. We’re basically on probation, Jay.”

“See? This is why they love you. You actually care about their rules.” He plants a kiss on your cheek.

“You don’t?”

“What can I say? I’m a rebel at heart.”

You have to laugh a little. He sounds so smug, so genuinely confident in that statement. You almost don’t want to ruin it. Almost.

“You don’t think so?”

“No, you definitely have a rebellious streak. It’s just… don’t you think there are better words to describe you?”

“Oh yeah? Like what?” His tone sounds suggestive, expecting some sort of praise you refuse to give him just yet.

“Well, personally, I think ‘princess’ suits you better than ‘rebel.’”

“Princess?”

“Locked up in your tower, your knight in shining armor coming to save you… I’d say it fits.” You’re kneeling on his bed, fingers running through his hair while his hand taps an absentminded beat against your waist.

“Oh, you think you’re the knight?” he asks, challenging you. There’s a glint of mischief in his eyes, visible even in the dark.

“I’m here to save you from boredom, aren’t I?” You don’t mention that saving him from boredom conveniently satisfies your boredom too. He figures it out, anyway.

“Hm, are we sure it’s not the other way around?”

“Nope. I don’t think so.” You shake your head, face determined to keep this joke up. “But, you know, if I was wrong in assuming that you missed me, I can leave. I wouldn’t want to intrude on your alone ti—“

“No!” You start to turn around, heading for the window. His arm instinctively reaches to stop you, but not before he practically yells for you. It forces you to turn back, eyes wide, slapping a hand over his mouth to muffle whatever else he was trying to say. You shush him, listening for the creak of a door or incoming footsteps.

When you’re sure nobody had heard, you throw a punch at his shoulder.

“They could have heard you!” You were half whispering and yelling, careful not to raise your voice but eager to get him to comply. It’s nothing serious. There’s more thrill to your voice than anxiousness.

“You were going to leave!”

“Buttercup, I was just messing with you.” You hold his face in your hands, squeezing his cheeks as he rolls his eyes. There’s a childishness about him, about what you two have, that heals something in you. Like a long-forgotten memory where all that’s left is the way it makes you feel. And, damn it, nobody’s ever made you feel like this.

“You’re so funny. How about we don’t do it again?” He squeezes your wrist but doesn’t try to pry you off. If anything, he seems to want to keep you right where you are.

“Whatever you say, princess.” He groans.

“Oh, no. Is that gonna stick?”

“Only if you want it to. I’m your knight, aren’t I? I think obeying royalty is in my job description.” He smiles, not entirely unhappy with the prospect of that idea.

“Well, when you put it like that…” It makes you laugh, how easily he warms to the thought.

“Like I said, you make a very convincing princess. Pretty face, pretty hair. Rapunzel’s got nothing on you.” You sit beside him, pushing tousled hair from his eyes and watching the corners of his mouth turn to a smile. He leans into your touch, broken arms and summer heat forgotten.

You take note that he doesn’t make any effort to protest after that.

#jay kelso x reader #that 90s show #jay kelso #this was definitely just an excuse to practice dialogue #i can’t believe this silly little show got me out of my writing block #i watched it for shits and giggles but now im attached

[theapangea]

Kiss Me

Pairing/Characters: Jay Kelso x Reader, Gwen, Ozzie

Word Count: 1.1k

Summary: Jay offers to be your first kiss.

Warning: None

A/N: First fic with Jay Kelso!!! Seriously so exciting to start writing for him. My request are always open if you want more!! Sorry if there are any typos!!!

*Also posted on AO3: theapangea*

The loud bang of the door shutting behind you was definitely not ignored by anyone in the basement. Your body plopping onto the couch, the audible groan escaping your lips as the trio look between each other, contemplating who should say something.

Huffing while lowering the magazine he was holding, “Is this the part I’m supposed to ask what is wrong?” Ozzie’s voice says to your left.

Your eyes scan the ceiling, head tilting towards him before answering, “Yes.” The whine in your tone was soft, even making your own heart break a little.

Gwen makes her way to you, her body pushing the rough fabric down, her arm resting on the back of the couch, “What’s up?” 

“I have a date with Tommy Horn tomorrow.” The whine is still noticeable. The room losing tension at your not-so-serious dilemma.

“Hey good for you” Her smile is radiant, stroking her fingers through your hair.

“No.” You sit up quickly, your whole body turning towards her, “Not good for me.” Your hands doing the speaking for you before lifting yourself off the sunken spot, heading over to the cooler. 

“Why?” Jay follows you.

Lifting the cooler door open, grabbing your favorite flavor of popsicle and handing him a grape one.

You sign, not wanting to tell him your real reason for not wanting to go on this date. Sure Tommy Horn is super cute and you can’t believe he asked you out. But there is one thing about him-

“Tommy always kisses on the first date.” Gwen teases.

There it is. You shut your eyes, hoping that this whole situation goes away but when you open them again you see them all staring at you. Great. Your shoulders slump as you lean against the cooler. Feeling the cool box through your denim shorts.

“So…” Jay still not seeing the problem, taking a taste of his popsicle.

It’s so cute when he’s oblivious you thought.

Rubbing your hand on the back of your neck as you begin to mumble some inaudible words.

Jay leans closer to you, “Yep, caught none of that.” He says before holding the popsicle in his mouth as he lifts himself onto the cooler.

“I'VE NEVER KISSED ANYONE BEFORE, OKAY?” You basically shout, “Don’t laugh Jay.,” you plead, catching him before he could, your pointer finger on his lips. Feeling the hot breath escaping through the open part.

Then there’s Ozzie. His laugh echoing through the basement, probably even the whole house. The embarrassment floods through your body.

Gwen stands up, “On my god, we are leaving since you can’t behave.” She grabs him by the arm practically dragging him out of the basement before he can object.

The tragic walk of shame back to the couch as you and Jay are now the only occupants of the basement. 

“Wait, you seriously haven’t kissed anyone before.” You shake your head no at his comment as you sit down, silently wishing the couch would engulf your entire body.

Hopping off of the cooler, saying, ‘What about Daniel Peter’s party in 7th grade? Didn’t you kiss him?” He tries to recall, his popsicle almost gone.

“I chickened out while I was in the closet with him. We promised each other that we would lie since neither of us have had our first kiss yet.” You confess, still holding onto the melting popsicle in your hands.

You name softly rolling off his tongue, “It’s been almost 5 years and you still haven’t had it yet?” His analysis is deafening. 

And that’s when the idea hit him. He wasn’t sure if it was actually a good plan or not, he can’t really tell when one of his ideas is. “Kiss me.” 

“Jay Kelso say what?” His tone is so casual you almost didn’t believe what just came out of his mouth.

“Kiss me and I’ll tell you if you’re good or not.” You can’t help but look anywhere but his face, “So like you know what to do on your date.” He stumbles on his words. Did he finally realize what he said to you? Was the tension in the room making him nervous?

“I really don’t think I can do that.” You try to focus on the tv, wishing the volume would drown out this conversation.

“Why not?” He brings his leg onto the couch, his arm hanging on the back, his grape popsicle slowly being forgotten about.

You laugh, forcing any sort of embarrassment away, “What if you end up falling completely in love with me? Then what?” Crossing your arms over your chest.

“I’m like 99% sure that won’t happen.”

“But that 1% seems a little too big for me.” You quickly counter.

“Seriously, get over here and kiss me right now.” His demanding tone sends a shiver down your spine. 

Your heart rate increases by the second as you breathe out. Taking a gulp before moving closer to him.

Situating yourself in front of him. “Ok so like how should this go, like you go left and I go right, or is that the same way for the both of us. Or maybe we both go left?” You start to ramble on.

“Just be quiet and close your eyes.” His voice is steady. Placing his hand on your thigh making you shut up instantly, his thumb ever so slightly rubbing circles on your bare skin. The goose bumps on your legs becoming prominent. 

You take a deep breath before closing your eyes. 

Waiting.

You can feel him move on the couch, his other hand placed gently on your cheek, pulling you toward him. His lips brushing against yours as your breaths become one. The sweet taste of grape popsicles swirling through your mouth. The kiss was soft and meaningful with every last second. Leaning into the warmth of the kiss.

And then it’s over. Your lips suddenly lost without him.

Your heart rate is still high as you never wanted it to end. Was that supposed to be how every kiss felt? Cosmic, breathless, absolutely unbelievably out of this world?

Gaining the courage to open one eye before asking, “Did you fall madly in love with me?” 

He ponders your question. “I think I'm fine.” He smiles before settling back into the couch, his mind resting on the tv as he reaches for the remote to turn it up.

His demeanor was so casual and normal. You couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking and how this whole kiss thing didn’t affect him. You can’t help but be completely intoxicated with the taste of him. Realizing now that you were actually the one falling in love with Jay Kelso.

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Who/what I write for

*No smut

*I do not write ship works, I am more comfortable with writing x readers.

*DM for more questions.

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Stranger Things

- Eddie Munson

- Steve Harrington

- Robin Buckley

- Argyle

That 90s Show

- Nate Runck

- Gwen Runck

- Leia Forman

That 70s Show

- Eric Forman

- Steven Hyde

Harry Potter

- Fred Weasley

Super Mario Bros

- Luigi

- Mario

- Peach

- Donkey Kong

- Bowser

SallyFace

- Sal Fisher

- Travis Phelps

- Larry Johnson

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #luigi x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley #nikki that 90s show #that 90s show x reader #nate runck #sallyface x reader

[jae-is-confused]

A Little Less Talk, & A Lot More Lovin'

Jay Kelso x Male!Reader

Romantic/Platonic/Unspecified

Pronouns: He/Him

Summary: Both you an Jay skip school, leaving you both home alone in the Forman basement. A little bit of weed and a lot of kissing later, both you and Jay are as high as kites.

TW's/Disclaimers: Making out, Weed, implications/mentions of boners, y/n and Jay being horny ig.

You exhale with a slight cough as you pull the, definitely not rolled properly, joint away from your lips. The basement air was thick with the smell of sweat and weed as you passed the joint off to your boyfriend who was staring down at you, your head resting on his lap.

"How you doin' up there pretty boy?" You look at your boyfriend who has a doped up smile plastered across his face. You were always the more tame one of the group when you guys smoked. Besides Ozzie, whenever he decided to opt out.

"Amazing." He bobs his head a little after he pulls the joint away from his mouth, placing it on the ash tray on the coffee table in front of him. He looks down at you and grins like an idiot. "Hey Handsome."

"Hey Casanova." You laugh. Jay stares at you with a far away look for a moment before leaning down and placing a kiss on your forehead. The kisses then being trailed down to your temple, your nose, and all the way to your lips. You hum into the kiss as he pulls your face closer by the nape of your neck.

You pull away with a whine of complaint coming from Jay. You sit correctly on the couch and look at Jay as you grab his hand, pulling him as a sign to move and straddle your lap. Which wasn't something you did often. Every time, Jay got to embarrassed and flipped you so you were straddling him.

But you wanted to tease him.

Reluctantly, Jay swung one of his legs over your hips. He avoided eye contact with the most absurd head motions, looking anywhere but you. You laughed and moved you hand to his hips, pushing them down so he wasn't hovering. They stayed there when Jay finally looked at you.

Jay didn't like straddling you because it made him feel small. But you did like feeling small. So giving him all the control was well in your favor. As well as his. It took him a second, but after sitting there for a moment and getting comfortable with the situation, you could visibly see Jay's confidence return to his face. His demeanor becoming more cocky and confident.

Jay grabbed your face in his hands, smashing his lips with yours. It was sweet and slow, with just a bit of tongue thrown into the mix. It was as if everything had fallen into place.

You both had only started dating near the end of summer, so 5 months into your guys' relationship, and out of all the kisses you had shared, this one takes the cake. You weren't sure why but something about this one just felt different, more slow and meaningful.

The kisses get heavier the longer it goes on as you hold Jay's hips, his chest pressing against your own. Jay pulls back a second. Only to grin at you and flip you both over.

"You little bitch-"

"Babe, less talking. More kissing." Jay nuzzles his head in the crook of your neck as he sucks and presses kisses to your neck. Not knowing what to do with your hands, you place them in his hair as his hands guide your hips to fully sit down on his lap. His kisses migrate to your lips, soft lips against yours, tongues brushing, and breath heavy.

Half-way through a kiss you hear the sound of laughter and footsteps as the gang comes rushing down the stairs. Both you an Jay quickly jump to separate, each of you grabbing a pillow to place on your lap as you put as much distance between you and him. You on one side of the couch, him on the other.

The gang makes it downstairs and the chatter slowly dies down when they see you both, awkward and red faced. Nikki is the first to say something.

"How are you guys already here? School just let out." She walked over to you guys and took one look at the joint in the ashtray before gasping. "Did you guys skip!" She threw her bag down and sat on the coffee table so she was right in front of you.

"Jay, bro, you skipped without me?" Nate leaned against the couch behind Jay but both of you just sat there frozen in place. Neither removing the pillows that lay in your laps.

Ozzie stepped up and sat in between you and Jay, no shame at all. He sighed and looked at everyone in the room, giving Gwen a knowing look, making them both smile evilly. Ozzie cleared his throat and grabbed both pillows covering yours and Jays laps.

"Observe. Boners."

Nate and Nikki gasped as Gwen and Ozzie smiled wickedly at each other. Both you and Jay stood up quickly as you reach for his hand.

"You want to leave? I think we should leave, let's leave." Jay rambled as you nodded your head, Jay pulling you away and out the basement door.

I DID IT! When I tell you I RAN to make a list and find prompts for Nate and Jay when I finished the series. I remember watching "That 70s Show" with my sister when it was on Netflix and us being so upset when it was removed. :(

#Jay Kelso #leia forman #qwen runck #nate runck #ozzie #nikki #That 90s Show #x reader #jay kelso x reader #nate runck x reader #gwen runck x reader #jay kelso x male!reader #x male!reader

[beaniebeensbaby201]

MIDNIGHT SKY// JAY KELSO

A/n: This is also on my Wattpad along with my other imagines that are on here.

SUMMARY: Cassidy Whittmore was just your average teenager. she was a girl who craved adventures and someone who would tend to get into some trouble with her friends and her boyfriend.

this summer, they invited a new friend to the group, trying to get her out of her comfort zone to prove that she didn't have to be a goody goody.

12:00pm

Pt place Wisconsin

Gwen Hyde Bedroom

I WAS with Gwen as we were hanging out at her house. Gwen Hyde has been my best friend since we were kids. My parents were friends as teens. They all grew up next door at the foreman's house. 

   "This is going to be the best summer ever." I announced, and I laid on her bed. 

   Gwen tosses herself on her bed as she lays next to me. Our shoulders touched as I tossed a hacky sack in the air. 

   "I'm surprised your parents aren't going on vacation this year. Are you still staying over this summer?" Gwen asks. 

    "Every summer for the past five years, I have lived here. Do you really think I'm going to stop traditions?" Gwen giggles as she leans her head on top of mine. 

   "Why don't you just live with us? I mean, you're basically here all the time." I snorted, getting up as I continued to toss the hacky sack.  

  "If both parents agree, then I'll consider moving in." Gwen squeals getting up as she starts jumping around to the music in the background. 

    I caught sight of a blonde girl who quickly ducked. 

   I opened the window with a grin. 

   "Hello, what are you doing here, creeper?" I teased, as the girl that looked around the same age as us came into the room. 

   "Oh, nothing weird." I smirked and crossed my arms. 

    "I was just standing outside your window. Watching you sing and wondering what it'd be like to be you two." I laughed as Gwen and I looked at the nervous blonde. 

    "I'll go now." You could feel the anxiety rubbing off on her. 

    "Unless you want to hear a cool Bootleg, I got in Chicago." The blonde spoke, not knowing what her name was yet. 

    "Oh, I'm listening." Gwen spoke. 

   "Yea, it's pretty super major. Big-time bootleg. The booties of legs." I stopped the girl from embarrassing herself even more. 

   "Just go get it." I laughed quietly. 

   "On it." I turned to Gwen, who just shrugged in response. 

   "So, how are you and Jay?" She wiggles her eyebrows at me as we wait for the girl to return. 

   "Two years strong." I sighed dreamily as I laid back on the edge of her bed. 

    "The longest a Kelso has lasted in a relationship." I point out. 

  "It's a new record." I leaned on my forearms as I looked at the light skinned girl. 

    

   The girl came back, and soon we learned her name was Leia. 

   "So, this is your mom's old room, and your dad lived next door?" I tossed the hacky sack in my hands again as I was cross-legged on Gwen's bed. 

   "I bet they boned in here all the time." I joined in the conversation. 

   "Explains a lot." I grinned when I saw the expression on the blonde's face. 

   "Sometimes, late at night, when everything's quiet, we could hear the-." I paused, making creaking sounds to imitate the noise of the bed. 

   The girl cringed, looking uncomfortable. 

    "Sorry about her, Cassie loves to make people uncomfortable." I shrugged as I nudged my shoulders with Leia. 

  "You're really good at it." I smiled as I bowed to the girls. 

   "Anyways. Tell us about Chicago. What are you into?" I asked, wanting to know more about the girl that came through the window. 

   "Me? Uh, a lot of stuff." I rolled my eyes, knowing that she was trying to play it cool. 

   "School." I nodded my head, wanting her to continue as I made motions with my hands. 

   "Schools a big one." Gwen spoke. 

   "And I'm a pretty big deal in the debate club." I giggled, covering my mouth with my hand. 

   "Yea, I'm not very popular." I wrap an arm around Leia's shoulders as I rub her arm. 

  "Good. Popular people suck." I nod in agreement with Gwen. 

   "Ooo, this parts dope." I spoke up, as I ran towards the radio and turned up the music. 

   "Damn it, Gwen! Cass! Turn that shit down." I looked behind me to see Gwen standing closer towards the radio. 

   A shirtless Nate comes barging into the room. 

   "Turn that crap down. I'm trying to shave!" He whines. 

   He leaves the room after we turn the volume back up to annoy him again. 

   "Older brother. Different dads. He's cool." Gwen's response was short. 

    "And I'm their cousin. We'll be half cousins, but still family." I wrapped my arm around Gwen as she wrapped hers around my waist. 

  She was a bit taller than me, only by a few inches. Nobody ever believed us when we told people they were cousins due to the fact that she had darker skin than me, and I was fair with ginger hair. 

    "Well, he's only mostly cool because he has a van. And he's fun to mess with." I honestly say. 

   "This Whiny, vagina music is bumming me out!" Nate came back into the room again to complain about our music. 

  "Oh yea, Nate?" I taunt. 

    "Me and our new friend are gonna call our new band the whiny vagina." I make a rainbow with my hands and do jazz hands to exaggerate. 

   "Damn it, Cassidy!" I laughed along with the other girls as I turned the volume even louder. 

  This was only just the beginning of summer, and I already know this summer is going to be EPIC.

#tumblr fyp #that 90s show #jay kelso #eric forman #that 70s show #donna pinciotti #steve hyde #jay kelso x reader #that 90s show x reader

[ghosts-n-bones]

Fresh’s way of showing you he cares is by giving you little pieces of candy. He likes to carry gum (or small hard candies if that’s what you prefer) with him in case you need it.

Feeing stressed? Candy

Anxious? Candy

Bad headache? Candy

Hungry but can’t get food at the moment? Candy

That’s just his special way of showing you he is thinking of you! If you are the type of person who likes to fold your gum wrappers into origami animals, he would totally ask you if he could keep them! That way, he could look at them and remember how much you care for him in return!

#fresh sans #fresh #Undertale #Undertale au #fresh!sans #fresh sans x reader #undertale au x reader #he may not be the best with emotions but he still wants to show you he cares about you! #we love the funny 90s man

[layla4567]

Can I request D-90 x TVA office worker reader? Mutual pining for each other and stolen glances but they never say anything!! Loki notices the way D-90 stares at reader and makes a little mischief to get them together?? Can u make it fluffy too? Thank you!!! 🥹💕✨

of course! by the way sorry for the delay in replying lol

A little bit of mischief

Pairing: GN!reader x Hunter D90

Summary: Office life could be boring but there was one person who always brightened your days in the best way. The bad thing is that you didn't know if he felt the same way about you.

Warnings: No Y/n use, slight description of the reader: use of glasses, swearing (a bit)

Wc: 1,758

divider credit: @cafekitsune

Away from the other common offices, you were sheltered behind your desk with your fingers typing rapidly on the typewriter while rows and rows of filing cabinets protected you behind and to the sides. The closer you got to see what you were writing, the more your glasses slid down the bridge of your nose. Frustrated with your index finger you put the glasses back into place.

Your task was to write reports and then put them on the shelves. You liked to walk through them, they were imposing and seemed to have no end. A perfectionist, detail-oriented and a neat freak, you liked everything to be in its place. You hated losing things or when someone else moved the files that you had already meticulously organized perfectly, even so, you wouldn't have complained if someone gave you a hand.

"I always have to do everything alone, I could use some company. Is that too much to ask?"-You grumbled under your breath.

What you didn't expect was that a familiar face was standing near you, watching you. But, of course, how could you even notice it? He was standing there like a statue always keeping guard, you would have easily mistaken him for a plant or a column if you didn't have your glasses. You were so focused on your typewriter that you hadn't seen him.

D90 looked at you smiling slightly. Strange for him since he was almost always serious. But with you he allowed himself to bring out his soft side that he had hidden very much. The man approached slowly and when he was close enough he cleared his throat to get your attention. You jumped in your seat, startled, you didn't expect to see him so soon.

"Sorry for scaring you, I didn't mean to…"

You smiled more relaxed when you saw him. "It doesn't matter, I was just concentrating on writing"

Hunter D90 smiled shyly, suddenly not knowing what to say. You two stayed silent for a few seconds just looking at each other. You raised your eyebrow while still smiling, waiting for him to let you know why he had come closer. But D90 could only see your pretty eyes that seemed to stand out and look bigger with the frame of your glasses. He realized that he would surely look like a fool standing there without saying anything so he turned serious and said

"I uh heard you, it seems like you needed help…or company"

You blushed slightly looking down, you never thought that that company would be precisely him. You scratched the tip of your nose a little awkwardly.

"Well I… I wouldn't want to take up your time, I'm sure you have more important things to do"

He shook his head, closing his eyes and making a face. "I insist. I wouldn't have come closer if I had other things to do. Standing alone waiting to have to prune a variant is something…boring"

You let out a nervous giggle with your eyebrows raised. So he was bored too, great, you could tell you had something in common with him

"Alright mmh in that case, would you help me by putting these reports on the shelves, please?"

He nodded and followed you behind. You quickly and nervously picked up the files and hugged them to your chest for protection. As you walked through the hallways you felt the presence of D90 behind you, like a thick cloud that followed your every step. You prayed internally that you wouldn't do anything stupid like stumble or stutter. Thank God you were soon on the right shelf.

"Ok, have these reports and put them on that shelf that says Number 172"

You handed him the papers and accidentally brushed his fingers. Your immediate reaction was to turn your head so he couldn't see your face as you bit your bottom lip and squeezed your eyes shut. It seems that he had also looked away because when you turned around again he was already looking at the shelves and not at you.

From time to time you sneakily looked at him out of the corner of your eye, you wanted to record his movements. His gestures were slow and careful but you realized that he did not organize things better than you, some files were slightly protruding while yours were perfectly placed in the same imaginary line. To a crazy perfectionist like you, that was unforgivable and it pissed you off, but since it was him you forgave him, just a small exception for a special person like him.

You smiled tenderly with those thoughts in your head as you absently dropped a report from your arms. You cursed under your breath and quickly reached down to grab it when you noticed another hand also reach out to yours to help you pick up the things. Your heart almost stopped when you realized that he had also crouched down in front of you.

Shit.Shit.Shit. You were trying to think clearly, trying not to sweat your palms. The last straw was when his hand collided with yours, you felt electricity through your veins, like a spark. You immediately looked up in surprise only to meet his eyes that also looked big into yours. The tension was felt in the air. Maybe in the end you weren't so wrong and he felt the same way about you. Embarrassed and red as a fresh apple you shook your head and abruptly grabbed the file, you stood with it imitating you like a mime and quickly put the file in its place. You placed it crooked, damn it. But you were too distraught to accommodate it, and cursing inwardly, you straightened your immaculate clothes.

"T-thank you for the help. Now if you'll excuse me, I must go back to my office. Excuse me"-You murmured without looking at him.

Without waiting for his response, you quickly walked away, leaving him alone and frozen in place.

- - - - - - -

Days later and you're still scolding yourself for your foolish reaction. You tormented yourself with the idea that he no longer wants to know about you. But you couldn't stop looking at him and sighing every time he passed by your workplace.

Loki, who happened to be passing by, saw you with the most dazed and dreamy face that anyone could have imagined. With your chin resting on your hand you looked at a fixed point. The god of mischief turned his head to know what you were looking at and he understood everything. D90 was standing looking at his shoes and rocking back and forth or adjusting his uniform and gloves.

"How pathetic mortals are sometimes…"

As if you had woken up from a dream you looked at Loki with a frown.

"I'm sorry?"

"Oh please, you know what I'm talking about. When are you two going to stop giving each other looks like slaughtered lambs? Talk once and for all"

You rolled your eyes and began to organize papers on your desk. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Loki sighed and approached your table with his hands on his hips. "If you don't plan to tell him, I'll tell him."

You laughed sarcastically. "Tell him what? That I think you're unbearable?"

"Ha, ha, ha very funny, let's see if you keep laughing when he finds out that you have a crush on him"

And immediately Loki walked away to approach D90. You opened your eyes in horror and ran up to him.

"Wait, wait ok ok. And what would happen if I really have a crush on him? Is that so serious?"-You said standing in front of him.

"Oh yes, it's very serious. Because if you keep making eyes at each other I'm going to get sick from disgust and I'm going to vomit. You two are so corny"

You huffed in annoyance. "I'm warning you, Loki, don't do anything stupid."

He smiled mischievously "We'll see about that"

After that the Norse god walked away whistling casually while you stood there and accidentally locked eyes with D90. You smiled at him and he smiled back. You sighed and returned to your seat.

- - - - - - -

Minutes later you had lazily gotten up from your chair to go get a snack. You had left your glasses on the table massaging the bridge of your nose. Sometimes they bothered you and you took them off, fortunately your myopia was not so great that you tripped or fell there. You were walking through the hallways when you remembered that you had forgotten the money on your table so you ran to look for it. When you arrived you noticed that your glasses were missing.

"Oh, oh"

You frantically looked for them everywhere, ugh, you hated losing things. You asked each person if they had seen them but no one knew anything. Loki happened to be there nearby and was smiling mischievously. No one knew that he had momentarily made your glasses disappear with his magic, a little prank or plot that he hoped would work.

"Fuck! Where are they?!"

On the other side of the TVA, D90 was at his guard post, bored. Suddenly he noticed that something was hanging from his pocket, it was hard like plastic. He reached down to his pants and touched some glasses. Your glasses. Suddenly he noticed you running with your hair messy, agitated.

Where are they? Where are my glasses? You thought desperately. As your vision was somewhat blurry, you collided with D90 and fell to the ground with him. You held your head a little sore.

"I'm sorry I didn't see you standing there, I just can't find my glasses-"

"You mean these?"

The man still on the ground showed you his clear-framed glasses. You squinted your eyes to see better, but yes, they were yours. D90 smiling, gently placed your glasses on you, you could swear that the skin on your face was getting hot under his hands.

"You look better with them"

You didn't believe your luck. You smiled flattered and he took your hand to pull you up. Again the endless stares, but this time you decided to listen to Loki and said

"I was just about to buy a snack, would you like one too?"

He nodded, delighted, and followed you hand in hand down the hallway. Nearby was a certain god of mischief standing with his arms crossed and a big smile, watching you.

"It wasn't so difficult after all."

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[ncis-best]

Gibbs reaction when you call him daddy.

“Y/n bring me those files”.

“Y/n bring me those documents” Gibbs had been on your ass all day, y/n do this y/n do that ugh it’s too much you thought.

It’s even gotten to a point he would treat you like a little girl, telling you what to do and what not to do and honestly you argue due to the fact you are a little clumsy.

“FREE AT LAST” you screamed out loud at your desk. Tony and McGee laughed at you while grabbing their jackets and heading to the elevator.

You put your files up and cut off your computer while getting up, as soon as your grab your jacket the wind dragged in “Y/n don’t forget about those reports” he said while smirking, you could tell he’s being a jackass he knows he’s been working you all day.

You grab your keys and headed to the elevator, you step in and right before the doors closed you look Gibbs in the eyes and said “Yes daddy”. All Gibbs could do was smile and walk away. Well that’s something new he thought.

SORRY FOR ANY MISSPELLING

#ncis #ncis fanfiction #90s imagine #gibbs x reader #jethro gibbs x y/n #books & libraries #leroy jethro gibbs #jjk smut #cop shows