#wiping at my eye.. yea yeah . shes everything

[certified-chrisgirl]

wisdom teeth — ౨ৎ

chris sturniolo X swiftie!fem reader

summary: the reader gets her wisdom teeth removed

warnings: fluff, mention of blood, needles, bit of crying, and cussing. i think that’s it

pairing : chris sturniolo/reader (she will be a swiftie and i am not sorry about it)

a/n: i got inspo from their wisdom teeth video

“i have never been more nervous for something in my life” i said looking out the car window. saying that i was nervous was a understatement. my knee bounces up and down slightly shaking everything around me

“ma it’s ok stop bouncing” chris says reaching over and putting his hand on my knee. “i’m sorry but you know im terrified of this shit” “yea like that big ass needle” nick says as i glare at him flipping him off. “ok that was not funny” matt said reaching over hitting him in the arm. “im kidding im sorry y/n i swear you’ll be all good”

chris rolls his eyes at his brother returning his attention back to me rubbing my knee as comfort “you’re going to be ok baby i promise i’ll be right there with you the whole time”. i nod my head slowly playing with my fingers.

about twenty minutes later we pull into a parking space right outside of the dentist office. “are you ready?” matt says turning the car off look at me in the rear view mirror. “as ready as i’ll ever be i guess” “you will be just fine ma i promise” he says grabbing my chin and planting a small kiss on my lips.

we all get out of the car and walk towards the elevator. chris grabs my hand squeezing it tight and gently rubbing circles on the back of it. “what floor is it again” nick asks turing to the rest of the group

“10 i think” chris says in response as nick presses the 10th floor. the door opens and we’re met with the front desk.

“ok how you feeling y/n?” matt says as he points the camera towards me. “um nervous like really nervous” i say as i sit down in the dentist chair letting a nervous laugh fall from my lips.

“we’re gonna be right here the whole time kid” nick says walking up next to me. “ok miss y/l/n we’re just going to put this blood pressure cuff and heart monitor on you ok” dr. gabe says holing up the blood pressure cuff and the monitor that goes on my finger

i nod my head and turn my attention back to the three boys. “ugh God i hate that thing that goes on your finger” nick groans “trust me nicolas we know” i say laughing at his complaints

“oh she gave you the full name” chris laughs turning his head towards nick. “ok now we’re just going to prep your arm for the IV. the IV will be what we put the anesthesia through. you’ll fall into a deep sleep not long after we insert the IV” dr gabe says as my eyes widen.

my head snaps towards chris as my eyes start to fill with tears. he kneels down beside me grabbing my hand and wiping my tears with the other “it’s ok baby how about after we will go get ice cream and we can listen to taylor swift on the way home how does that sound” chris says and he uses his hand to block my the needle from my vision

i nod my head slowly trying to stay focused on the blue eyes in front of me. “what’s the first song you wanna listen to” he ask trying to distract me from the fact the doctor is about to insert the IV.

“um i don’t know maybe the last great american dynasty” i say voice still extremely shaky. “yeah that’s your favorite isn’t it?” he says as i nod quickly “ok the IV is in”

“wait what” i say as my head snaps towards my arm. “see you didn’t even feel it” matt says reassuring me. “would one of you guys like to give her a word to remember”

“um how about… willow” chris says look into your eyes as your eyes light up at once again another taylor reference. “i see what you’re doing” i says smiling up at him causing him to chuckle

within 5 minutes my eyes had become droopy and my vision starts to go dark. “hey y/n what’s the word” nick says earning no response as i had fallen into a deep sleep

i slowly start to wake up as noise fills my ears and the light hits my eyes. i look around and see the triplets along with a few doctors. “how you feeling baby” chris says kneeling next to me once again. “is it done? did they take my teeth” i say my voice messed up from the gauze

“yea ma they’re all gone.” “can i go home now” i say as i lean my head against the head rest of the chair. “not yet they have to check and make sure you’re memory is all good” matt says as he records your reactions

“bitch my memory is just fine im not a old lady” i say throwing my hand up. “do you remember what the word was” chris says laughing at the words coming out of your mouth.

“what are you fucking talking about?! what goddamn word” i say look at him like he’s insane. “before you went to sleep we gave you a word. do you remember it” nick says trying to contain his laughter.

“does it look like i fucking remember” i says rolling my eyes. “ok baby let’s stop cussing. we have to be respectful in dr gabe’s office” chris says tucking my hair behind my ear. “oh fuck off tell me the word” i say look at him.

“the word was willow ma” he says as i gasp and my eyes widen “the more that you say the less I know wherever you stray I follow” i attempt to sing but ultimately fail. “oh so you remember the lyrics but not the title” nick laughs

“shut the fuck up” i say flipping him off. “ok put that down” chris says laughing but trying to pull my hand down. “no” i say pulling my hand back up. “ok ok we’re gonna give you another word. how about treehouse” matt says pointing the camera at me as i nod

“oh my god my tongue fell out. the cut my tongue off” i say as one of the gauze falls out of my mouth. tears start to stream down my face as the boys laugh at my screaming

“this is not funny i have no tongue. what the fuck” i say as sobs leave my mouth. “no baby no it’s just the gauze” chris says rubbing my shoulder. “oh” i say looking down at my lap

“y/n put it back in your mouth” nick says laughing and rolling his eyes. “you bitch i am not about to touch that you fucking do it” i say cussing at him. “i love you but i am not about to touch your bloody gauze”

“then what the fuck do i do” i say tears filling my eyes once again. “ask your boyfriend” nick says as a let a gasp out. “i have a boyfriend” i say looking around. “yea ma im your boyfriend remember” chris says chuckling and wiping my tears

“OMG REALLY? you’re so pretty tho. how. hold me” i say wrapping my arms around him. “how did i get you?! God who did i have to fight to win you” i say holding him tight like if i let go he will disappear.

“baby i had to win you” he says kissing my temple. “baby?!?! i want a baby” i say as my eyes widen. “no” chris quickly refuses. “but please i really want one.” “one day baby but not right now” “ugh you don’t love me”

“ok y/n what’s the word?” matt says pushing chris over so im in frame. “what? oh um… it was tree?” i say looking up at them “close it was treehouse ok one more… the new word is lake” chris looks over at me as i nod

“hey hey hey” i say getting chris’ attention. “yea ma?” “i love you” leaves my mouth as i smile up at him. “i love you too” he says as he laughs kissing my nose. “im cold but i hate this goddamn hoodie” i say as i start trying to pull my hoodie off

“but ma you love hoodies” “no i love your hoodies bc they smell like you not this annoying ass shit i own” i say pouting. chris unzips his zip up pulling it off his shoulder and draping it over mine.

“baby thank you!!!!” i say holding it close to me. “ how you doing y/n?” dr. gabe says as he walks in the room. “fine i mean you definitely didn’t just pull my teeth out” the words fall from my mouth sarcastically. he chuckles grabbing the little goodie bag for me to take home

“look y/n you get a goodie bag” matt gasp causing my head to turn towards the doctor. “ok so in here we have a toothbrush, and we have these water flossers that you can use if anything gets sucked back there” he says handing me the bag

“thank you” i says looking inside the bag “how’s her memory” he ask the boys “y/n do you remember the word matt gave you a few minutes ago?” nick says and i look at him. “it was uh… OH it was lake” i say smiling up at them. “yess baby you remembered” chris says squeezing my hand

“see i remember because of taylor. take me to the lakes where are the poets went to die i don’t belong AND MY BELOVED NEITHER DO YOU. omg that song is so good. can we listen to folklore in the car” i say looking at chris like i would cry if he said no

“of course baby” “omg yay” i say smiling and hugging my boyfriend. “since her memory is good she’s free to go home let me go get you guys a wheelchair” dr gabe says turning to walk out the door

“i don’t need a wheel chair i can walk just fine” i say crossing my arms and pouting like a little kid. “it’s just to be safe y/n” nick says chucking at my state.

“ok here we go i’ll wheel her out if that’s ok so you guys don’t have to make a second trip to bring the chair back” he says smiling as chris helps you up and sits you down in the chair

“come on baby grab my hand let me help you get in the car” chris says holding his hand out. “no no i can do it” i say shooing him with my hand and attempt to push myself up but failing.

“ok fine” i say as a grab his hand. he pulls me up and guide me into the car. he goes to close the door but i stop him. “where are you going?” i say as tears start to pour down my face.

“baby it’s ok im just going around to get in” he says wiping my face as i nod. he walks around the car and climbs into the seat next to me. i gasp and throw my arms around him. “baby!!” “hi ma” he laughs at me “i need some air” i groan as i sit back up and roll the window down.

“guys i’ll be back ima go pay for parking matt says closing the door. “wait wait” i say holding my arm out the window. “i love you” i say pointing up at him. “i love you too kid” he says patting my shoulder and walking away

“i love you too nicolas” i say as he turns around and glares at me for giving him the full name. “and i definitely love you” i say leaning against chris’ shoulder. “i love you too baby” he says rubbing the side of my face

“ok im back let’s get going” matt says getting in the car. “turn on taylor swift” i say pointing towards the radio. “here chris” nick says handing the aux cord to your boyfriend.

chris plugs it into his phone and pulls up spotify. the last great american dynasty starts to play through the speakers as i let out a gasp. “rebekah rode up on the afternoon train, it was sunny. her salt box house on the coast took her mind off st. louis” i sing along and dance in my seat causing chris to laugh

“i love this song so much” i say as i start to cry once again. “i know baby i know” chris chuckles pulling me into his side.

“what song next baby?” chris says as the sing comes to an end. “do mad woman” i say as he nods changing the song

“what did you think i’d say to that there’s a scorpion sting when fighting back” i sing playing with chris’s fingers.

a few hours later i had completely come down from all the medicine leaving me extremely exhausted. “y/n we have a surprise for you” matt says running into the room. “you got to keep all your teeth!!” nick says handing you a container in the shape of a tooth

“OMG YAY i get to put them under my pillow for the tooth fairy” i say grabbing the container and jumping up and down. “ok guys that’s it for this Wednesday video i hope you guys enjoyed watching y/n quote taylor swift” chris says turning the camper to point at nick,matt and i. matt quickly grabs the camera screaming and giving it a kiss causing everyone to laugh as the camera gets turned off

A/n: ME ACTUALLY POSTING?!?! anyways guys i hope you enjoy this is like my first real image so pls be nice😭 request are open as always and i’ll actually do them🤍

#chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo headcanon #chris sturniolo imagine #chris sturniolo texts #nicolas sturniolo

[euno11a]

yeah, so y’all know that scene from SIX when Joe and his wife go to the fertility clinic and he has to give a sperm sample but can’t get hard and his wife helps him?? Yea? Well imagine that, but imagine you’re getting the scan, and you’re scared of the long stick that goes in you - but lovely Price is there to make his girl nice and calm 🥰 I’m a whore for price

you and price had been planning on starting a family soon. He was wanting to retire and that meant he could relax at home with you and fill you up with his seed until you were pregnant. But to be safe, the two of you wanted to go and get checked to make sure everything was good and there wouldn’t be any problems conceiving. Price was told to go and get a sperm sample of himself, while you were told to get an ultrasound to make sure your uterus was functioning properly to hold a baby.

now, yes, you would’ve been fine doing this yourself! But holy fuck, WHEN DID THE THING GET SO LONG? You flat out refused to have that go in you (and it wasn’t helping that the doctor was being a lil bitchy towards you), you just did not feel comfortable having the scan. So there you were, sat in the private room, feeling tears burn your eyes as you felt stupid for being scared. You wiped at your tears, jumping when you heard a gentle knock on the door. “You in there, doll?” You heard your husband’s voice from the other side of the door. Wiping your tears quickly, you answered. “Yeah, I’m..I’m in ‘ere.” He opened the door and quickly closed it behind him, seeing the glossiness of your eyes. He grabbed the chair and sat beside you, grabbing your hand to calm you.

“Want to tell me why yer cryin’ love?” He asked softly, running a hand through your hair. The pink went to your cheeks when he asked, adding to the embarrassment you felt. “S’ stupid…the ultrasound thing is really long and the doctor wasn’t being very patient and- and…I got scared…” you spoke defeatedly. Your husband paused, standing up from the chair and standing between the leg propers, placing his hands on your knees. “It’s too big, yeah? Scared my poor girl.” His voice was low, the voice that always made your knees go weak and wobbly. Whimpering quietly, you nodded, “M’sorry…I don’t usually have any issues. I don’t know why-” he cut you off.

“Love, there’s no need to apologize. Y’just need to be taken cared of, hm?” His big hands slowly pushed the gown up to expose your heat to him. He slipped his hands between your legs and gently played with your clit. He circled his fingers around it, applying just the right amount of pressure to make you whine. “Shh, quiet, doll. Can’t let the doctors hear you now, can we?” He teased, pressing soft kisses to your cheeks as his fingers worked at your swollen bud. Once you were ready, he slipped in two finger. The stretch made you almost cry out, gripping onto his bicep to stabilize yourself. “J-…John….can’t…” you whined as your head fell back. He grinned and pressed his lips to yours, “S’alright, love. Cum f’me.”

his fingers pumped in and out of you, bringing you to the peak of your orgasm. He didn’t stop until you were satisfied and resting limply in the examination chair. He grabbed some tissue and wiped you up, cleaning away the evidence of what you’d done, sitting beside you in the chair again. The doctor returned about ten minutes later, sitting in her stool, asking if you were ready to try again. When you nodded, you got a reassuring squeeze on the hand from Price. When the tool was brought out again, you squeezed his hand and looked at him, he leaned closer to you, pressing kisses against your temple. “You’re doin so well, doll. Look at ye, takin it so good.” He whispered praise in your ear to make it easier as well. The examination was done quickly, leaving you to get dressed again, as you walked out, price leaned down to press a kiss to your lips. “Let’s go home now, yeah? Gotta show my good girl how well she did. See if she can take somethin’ even bigger.”

#john price #captain john price #captain price #price x reader #john price x reader #18+ content #cod modern warfare #call of duty modern warfare 2 #call of duty #smut headcanons #price #price mw2 #price smut #price cod

[whiteferrar1]

“Two is better than one”

Pt2 to my previous Sugu fic :3

|Summary: Gojo walks in on you and his best friend; Suguru, fucking. He can’t help but feel. little jealous. So of course, you let him join in..

|Tags: 3some, Degradation, praise, reader is a crybaby, pussy slapping, slapping, double penetration, Gojo and Suguru are mean, aftercare, no protection(Wrap if b4 ya tap it), use of weed, Gojo forces reader to smoke a blunt while yall fuck, pet names.

All you could remember was this.

Movie marathon that you skipped out on, Suguru catches you fucking yourself, he ducks you, Gojo was there.

Everything felt like it was out of a book. Or a porno.

Gojo’s large hand wrapped around his leaking cock, a blunt dangling from his pink lips. His round sunglasses low on the bridge of his nose.

Suguru stays between as your thighs but looking back at his best friend. He smirks before nodding.

“You mind if Satoru joins?” Suguru asks you with a questioning brow. You think for a brief moment but nod in agreement.

“Yea that’s okay” You mumble. Satoru smiles happily. He takes the blunt from his lips with two fingers and exhales the smoke. He walks over to the two of you and kneels onto the bed.

“Fuck… Look at that pretty pussy” Satoru mumbles as he slaps your clit a bit.

You moan loudly at the feeling, squirming and closing your thighs shut.

“Oh please-Don’t act like you don’t like it baby” Satoru teases. Suguru chuckles at his friend, sitting up and wiping the sweat that dripped from his brow.

“She’s already been stretched pretty good, and she’s still wet as shit” Suguru starts as he takes the blunt from Satoru’s hands. He inhales a bit before grinning “I think we could both fit” He says, smoke puffing out of his lips.

“wait! B-both?” You worriedly ask. You sit up properly now. Looking between the two with widen eyes.

“Yeah.. Ya’ think we were gonna take turns?” Satoru laughs “Not how’s it’s gonna work baby” He confirms.

“Here, take a couple drags and you’ll be relaxed” Suguru tells you, referring to the blunt in between his fingers. He places the blunt inbetween your wet and puffy lips. You whine as the two men decide how they’re gonna adjust their bodies to fuck you.

You zone out when you take lazy hits from the warm blunt. Coughing the first couple before easing into it. Your head flops against the pillows, smoke pouring out of your mouth as the room begins to smell of weed, sweat, and sex.

You barely comprehend anything until you feel two cocks slip into you. The stretch is painful as you whine loudly. Your hand grips the sheets, tears slipping onto the brink of your eyes.

“Fuck- Sugu ‘toru! to much!” You state, your voice high pitched.

“Oh shut up. You can handle it.” Suguru mumbles as he bottoms out.

Satoru adjusts himself “This slutty cunt is pulling me in, she’s telling us the truth” Satoru responds as he follows suit in bottoming out into your warm wet walls.

The men take a notice of your stressed state. Satoru bends down and kisses your lips softly. He puts the blunt back between your lips “Calm down crybaby, just smoke and feel good” The blue eye man tells you before he pats you cheek.

“Gotta move” Suguru grumbles. His hand grabs the fat of your thigh and pulls it up above his arm. He pulls out a bit before ramming back in.

Loud moans freed from your mouth. The two men found a harmony in bullying their cocks tightly inside of your pussy.

“Fuckkkkk! Such a slutty pussy to such a good girl” Satoru groans out. His head tips back. His cock rubs against Sugurus inside of you. He slams in and out.

The blunt slips from your lips. Smoke exhales, sobs leaving your open mouth with moans. Suguru smiles at your face, completely fucked out.

“God even with two cocks in you, you’re still tight” Suguru praises. His balls slap across your across, his nails digging into your waist.

Satoru nods and groans in agreement. “Fuck such a good slut, eh? Look at her face. She can’t even speak!” He jokes.

The men rams their cocks into your, not letting out the pace. Moans and loud whines leave your throat, your tits bouncing up and down.

“Dumb little baby loves having her best friends fuck her” Suguru groans.

Satoru nods before he lands a slap across your pussy. He laughs when you loudly moan at that. He slaps if a couple times again before he rubs the pad of his thumb across your pussy clit.

“Thinks she’s about to cum” Suguru tells his friend “You gonna cum slut?” He asks you.

You nod your head. Eyes rolled back as the weed and two cocks make you feel like you’re floating on the clouds.

“Yeah she is! Gripping us so god damn tightly” Satoru mumbles.

Babbles of incoherent words warning them of you cumming. Their cocks ram in even faster, Satoru’s thumb rubbing circles into your clit quicker to let you reach your high.

“Come on baby, let this slutty cunt cum” Suguru almost growls.

With more sobs you cum hard. The band in your stomach snapping quickly. Your back arches off the bed.

“Fuck! Wait s-stop! To much!” You plea. Satoru shakes his head before slapping you lightly across your face.

“Nah, we gonna cum too. Don’t be selfish, slut”

You body moves across the bed to their harsh fucking. “fuck fuck fuckkkkk” Suguru moans first, his hips bucking in as his cum leaks into you.

Satoru follows quickly after, muttering praises to you and your cunt as he cums. The three of you take a few minutes before they pulls out. You hiss at the feeling as you dumbly lay on the bed.

Suguru taps your face “Come on baby” He whispers “don’t float away on us”.

The long haired ravenette presses kisses across your cheeks. You feel something wet at your pussy, you weakly open your eyes and see Satoru cleaning your with a soft rag. He rubs your thighs.

“So good sweetheart” He praises you.

You nod and whisper a thank you. The men clean themselves up before laying down next to you. You’d cuddled up to Satoru while Suguru wraps his arms around you, a hand rubbing your skin in comfort.

“You feeling okay?” is asked by one. You can only nod, barely able to even hear when you yawn.

“Dude, we fucked her dumb, literally” Laughs the other.

The two praise you while they cuddle you softly, letting you fall asleep in their arms.

#fem reader #jjk smut #smut #jjk x reader #jjk #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen #gojo smut #gojou satoru x reader #satoru smut #suguru smut

[cultofdixon]

Ray of Fucking Sunshine

Negan Smith • She/Her Pronouns • Mess with the little pregnant lady, you mess with so much more • SFW/ANGST/NSFW - Implied Sex / Hickeys • TW: Pregnancy & Birth / Nausea & Vomiting / Over-Protectiveness / Injuries / Mentions of Canon Violence • Pre-Savior Arc

Requested by: Anon

“Wait. Run that back to me, darling?” Negan was confused with what his partner Y/N had just told him.

“It ain’t rocket science understanding that I’m pregnant, baby” Y/N frowns leaning against the counter to the room the two claimed when they found their new home. “This is gonna be one hell of a journey unless you want me to get rid of it. Though I can’t think of a healthy way of doing it. Think they’ve got any coat hangers still lying around?”

“Well aren’t you funny” Negan scoffs followed by a semi annoyed laugh toward her words. He lifted himself up from the bed bringing himself close to Y/N as she started to avoid his gaze. “Hey, don’t hide those gorgeous eyes from me” he gently lifts her chin so her eyes locked with his. “This is a good thing alright? I want to have this baby and if yea don’t…well, I think they’ve got them metal coat hangers around” he jokes making her laugh and bring back that smile of hers followed by his.

“We’re gonna be parents”

“Yeah we are” Negan smiles kissing her lovingly resting his hands on her hips bringing her close as she brought her arms around his neck even if he was much taller than her and had to be on her tippy toes.

When they parted, Negan couldn’t help but picture their future and that brought a sense of warmth to the man.

Their baby is the future of their new community; The Sanctuary

First Trimester

“So you’re replacing me”

“Hey, don’t put words in my mouth” Negan kept his cool when talking to his partner. “You’re pregnant. Can’t handle the heavy shit and it’ll be good to have another right hand. Plus Simon shows promise”

“Simon is a pain in the ass!”

“Alright yea only say that because the man got in your way for just a second”

“I HAD TO PEE DUMBASS. I WOULDVE FUCKING THROWN HIM IF I HAD THE STRENGTH TO” Y/N snapped noticing Negan taking it which led to tears forming in her eyes. “He better not replace me”

“Darling…no one can replace you” Negan reassures gently wiping away her tears taking note that he’ll have to get used to the mood changes.

A knock was heard before the door opened revealing the man they were talking about and Y/N immediately shifted her attention to him.

“I CANT HAVE A SECOND WITH MY PARTNER?! WHO THE FUCK LET YOU COME IN?!”

“I knocked first” Simon laughs which only enraged Y/N more as she approaches him about to say something when her face went pale. Causing his expression to fall. “Uh, you alri—-“ then the vomit instantly spilled from her mouth and onto his shoes. “Oh wow what the actual fuck”

Negan was about to check on her when she slowly stood straight wiping the puke off her mouth with the back of her hand. She suddenly flipped him off to back off before mumbling and walking out of the room leaving the two.

“The fuck just happen?”

“Morning sickness. That might happen more than yea think” Negan sat on the edge of the conference table crossing his arms. “So, about the community yea found while scouting? The Hilltop?”

The next couple days Negan stuck close in the Sanctuary when it came to Y/N and her morning sickness. She still tried to do a few things around the joint when her stomach didn’t want to hold everything. Simon has met the short end of the stick a few times when it came to her not reaching a bucket or the bathroom but he can’t say anything if he wants to get on Negan’s good side.

“Get the new group situated and for the new prisoner? Have Eric break him like he broke the last one. Need more Negans if yea get me”Negan tells Laura one of his trusted soldiers as she nods soon exiting the room letting both Simon and Y/N in. Simon came in with a mockup map made of the Hilltop community while Y/N came in for other reasons but she kept quiet so Negan can talk business first. “We are aiming at Oceanside in the next few days. Laura and David are joining me while I’m trusting you to scout out the Hilltop more to get an insight on. Take that Jared guy or at least another body. Take note on any weak points”

“You got it boss. This is the most recent mock up. Apparently, Y/N over here…snuck into the car I took and took pictures with the camera we’ve got”

“This bitch just had to be a snitch!” Y/N hissed as again, Negan stayed in their community to keep an eye on her but she of course snuck past him. “He was going to give you fucking blobs on a piece of paper! At least I—-“

“I ain’t mad darling. Next time just tell me or who knows who would have to die because of your disappearance” Negan trails his eyes onto Simon indicating he will meet his end if anything happened to his partner. “Anyway, you both did good work. Simon, if yea find their weaknesses…you’ll help with the lineup”

The man light up when he heard that while as for Y/N she only knew that brought blood shed and that didn’t sit well with her…in the physical sense. She quickly shoved Simon with an unexpected strength expelling from her causing him to fall over as they both knew why.

“I’m gonna go check on her. You better have a plan for your further scouting when I get back” Negan states heading out of the conference room to go through the entire sanctuary to reach the private rooms including his and Y/N’s.

It was all coming together if you asked the big man. Their prisoner system with psychological breaking was working, their walker yard was being perfected, their living quarters for more of the “civilian” saviors took up most of the first floor, and they’ve gotten a few things to help this place in a medical sense.

The more graphic horrors didn’t become more noticeable until later.

“Y/N?” Negan calls out pushing the door open to their living quarters finding his partner seated on the floor looking through a box. “You feelin’ better? One of the guys found a case of ginger ale that went untouched. Could get one of’em to….” He stopped rambling bringing himself to sit with her seeing the pictures she was going through that she found.

“Do you miss her?” The sadness in her tone spoke through catching Negan off guard. He doesn’t like the mood swings, or what triggers them.

“Why?” Nice.

“She was your wife…who died of cancer” Negan didn’t keep his past a secret from Y/N and Y/N only. “Now you have me and we’re about to have a baby. I just…makes me wonder if you wish you had this with her”

“Y/N. Look at me” Negan waited for her to do so before getting into it. “I’ll always love my wife and what we had. But that’s the past, and you’re my future”

Y/N wanted to say more but she couldn’t help the soft laugh that escaped her lips as she brought her hand to rest on his cheek.

“That was cheesy…but I loved it” She continues to smile warmly bringing her hand to rest on his cheek feeling the smallest scratch of his beard on her palm.

Negan remained beside her for the rest of the day and only sneaking off when nightfall came. He was quiet about it and surprised himself a tad when it came to not waking his partner. But that didn’t matter when he reached the loading docks to find the trucks ready along with Simon holding Lucille for him.

“Doesn’t she know what you do in the dark, Negan?”

“For the most part. But this? No she doesn’t” Negan brushed past Simon to get to his car. “And if you tell her anything, it’ll be your brain matter on the ground this time”

Second Trimester

“I’ll cut your fucking hand off” Y/N threatens the doctor that Simon brought from one of the communities when he tried to get a blood pressure cuff on her. “I don’t believe you when you say Negan called for you”

“When he said you were feisty. I didn’t believe him. Now I wish I was killed on that wretched day instead of who he did kill” The doc’s words didn’t get a reaction out of the woman which only surprised him slightly but given this was Negan’s partner, the surprise didn’t last. “I’m not an OBGYN. I am trained in a few things but for the most part I am not. But I do know that high blood pressure can cause complications or something even worse”

Of course scarring her was going to get her to cooperate. Even if everyone witnessed Y/N trip the doctor in the common area a couple hours later.

“Yea done with the big man’s wife or what?”

“Yes” The doc informed Simon while the confusion grew on his features. “Why do you want to know? Negan is usually the one to come and meet up with her”

“Yeah well he’s busy and I gotta ask her somethin’. Move” Simon stated pushing the doctor aside not letting him have a moment to process.

Y/N quickly brought her attention onto the man that barged in. Her immediate glare made Simon take a step back.

“You’re not here to escort me anywhere are you? Negan said it was fine for me to take a walk outside after my “appointment” like I fucking needed one”

“Boss man said you haven’t been sleepin’ and that’s mainly why you had to get checked. Plus the new ultrasound machine we got from one of our communities”

“Okay…you sound much calmer than usual when talking to me. Fucking spit it out” Y/N leaned against the exam table with her arms crossed becoming more impatient by the second even if he just got in there. It’s Simon, he annoys her just by breathing and by taking her duties as right hand.

“I need yea to distract him for the night so I can pay a visit to Gregory. Get him to put out more than we’ve been asking from the Hilltop”

“Thought Negan only wanted certain items on a monthly basis”

“Things are changing. I wanna prove to him I am much more useful as a right hand than just a messenger”

“What’s in it for me?” Y/N tilted her head curious as to what Simon is willing to do for her.

Then a few hours passed, Y/N tripped the doc in the common area on her way to her and Negan’s shared room. To her surprise he was already there waiting for her.

“Darling, how was the—-“

“Believe me when I say I’m fine next time. Don’t need that old man checking on me”

“It eases my anxiety, beautiful” Negan laughs rising from the chair to strut over to his woman bringing her into his embrace and kissing her lovingly.

But it only took a second for Y/N to bring more heat to the kiss that Negan instantly matched. He felt her tug at his shirt making him pull away to take his shirt off and before he could kiss her again, Y/N pressed her hand firmly on his chest.

“Lock the door pretty boy” Y/N smirks watching the excitement write itself on his face as he quickly went to the door while she got ready at her speed.

“Fucking love the hormones” Negan whispers to himself while locking the door.

After their fun, the two laid naked under the covers enjoying the quiet as Negan gently rubs his finger tips up and down her bicep while Y/N listens to his heartbeat lying on his chest.

“Baby?”

“Hm?”

“Simon and I were talking…”

“Damn. A full ass conversation with the man that annoys yea? Should I be worried?” Negan teases only for Y/N to side eye him.

“Don’t be funny. I’m trying to be serious here”

“Okay okay, you and Simon talked. About what?”

“What we could do to improve the Sanctuary a bit more than what we’ve already been doing and as much as I fucking hate it, Simon can take initiative” Y/N shifted a bit to get more comfortable on Negan as she brought her hand to rest on her belly. “I’ve been told I gotta take it easy. Even if I really want to check out our outposts”

“Mmm…I’ll hear Simon out, but if he don’t pitch it right—-“

“Thats on his bitchass. But it can work. Amongst other things. Like a goddamn garden would be nice” Y/N started to trail as her mind tended to do that more during the pregnancy, trail before inevitably blank. Which happened then before she remembered as she carefully sat up letting her man enjoy the naked view for a moment while she left the bed.

Negan sat up watching her go to her pile of clothes on the ground carefully crouching to grab her jeans. “Yea sure I can fully trust Simon with this?”

“Yeah. I’m sure. Trust me, baby…I would rather be your right hand and taking care of business. But things be changing. Especially with this” Y/N returned to the bed handing Negan a series of photos. The printing option in the ultrasound machine was old but it still got a few good pictures of their bean. “All that matters is that we’re safe for him”

“Him? Huh?!” Negan smiles wide before instantly wrapping his arms around his girl listening to her laugh as she tried to get comfortable. “We’re having a boy?! How can yea even tell on this damn thing?!”

His excitement eased her worries about her pregnancy as it all hit her realizing she’s about to have a baby in the apocalypse. Anything could happen.

Simon was called into the conference room the next day to discuss his plan with Negan and a few others to help his proceed with such. All while Y/N stood in an empty room close to the room she shared with Negan as she was given it to make into the nursery. It’s not Simon’s fault that Negan is busy…he’s been doing a lot for the Sanctuary. He has three communities to look after, he’s taken out the others. There’s the few outposts needing monitoring every now and then. Then of course the meet ups, the collection, and the prisoner system.

Leaving her alone to take care of getting it prepared. Amongst dealing with the mentality as the time gets closer…

Third Trimester

Simon quickly dodged the glass thrown at his head when he went to check on Y/N as a request from Negan who was currently busy.

“You’re a crazy bitch”

“And you’re a bald one. What do you want?”

“Negan asked—-“

“Nope. Get the fuck out” Y/N frowns looking away from the door knowing he’s most likely still there which led her to grabbing her canteen and tossing it in his direction. “If he asked why doesn’t—-

“I’m here! I’m here. Clearly sending Simon to yea wasn’t gonna work” Negan laughs patting Simon on the shoulder before giving him a glare for the man to leave immediately as his features relaxed turning back to his wife. “So, how are yea feeling?”

“How am I feeling? I’m stuck on bedrest and everything still hurts”

“You fell not that long ago. Makes sense that shit still hurts” Negan brought himself to her side of the bed sitting on the edge. “And you shouldn’t throw shit at Simon for checking on yea for me——“

“No! I’ll do what I want. Even if that means almost hurting the fucking moron helping the other moron for not checking on his damn wife himself.“ Y/N scoffs turning away from Negan as the later she was in the pregnancy the more prone to tears she was compared to the other way around.

“Yknow what, give me five” Negan got up leaving the room as Y/N grabbed another thing to throw at Simon if he comes in his place.

But right before Y/N could launch the book she grabbed, Negan was the one to come back with his hands up.

“Jesus Christ woman”

“Why’d you leave?!”

“To hand off my duties to fucking Simon. Just until everything is situated. Alright?” Situated meaning…til the baby is out and a few months.

It was a lot to give to Simon. Not that he minded, not that it was gonna matter.

“This room is small”

“What do you mean? It’s the biggest room in the facility?”

“Okay well I’m a huge ugly monster that takes up most the room. So if you don’t move, I will push you over”

“For the record, I think you’re beautiful” Negan smiles kissing Y/N’s cheek as she was trying to leave the room after being given the ok to walk. She smacked him in the chest in a more playful manner even with the intense force behind it. “You shouldn’t do anythin’ crazy. I’m not helicoptering around you for you to end up falling again”

“I fell without you around so whose fault is that?” Y/N suddenly stops in her tracks, blankly staring as Negan quickly moved over the bed bringing himself in front of her.

“What is it? What’s wrong? Is it the baby? Are you—-“

“Jesus” Y/N patted his cheek before continuing onto what she was doing. “Just forgot what else I was gonna say”

“Holy shit woman. You’re gonna be the death of me”

“Good!” She shouted already have left the bedroom that it just now registered to Negan that she did. He quickly—-not by much—caught up to Y/N as she continues down the hall to the next room.

“Where are yea taking me, darling?”

“To something we should’ve done together but I gave up that thought halfway through doing it. You found everything I just had to organize it” Y/N stated as she pushes open the door to the nursery moving out of her partner’s way to check the place out himself.

Negan stood there for a while, stuck in his own thought as Y/N gave him a concerned look when he hasn’t said anything.

“I uh. Missed out on too much didn’t I?” Negan questions, not being given an immediate answer as he brought himself to hold her face carefully in his hands. “I promise yea darling. I won’t miss anymore of this life we’re making”

“You better, Smith.” Y/N instantly jabbed his side making him laugh along with her as she grabs at his leather jacket pulling him down to her level kissing him. “Goddamnit” she gasped when parting from her partner as he gently lifted her chin to look at him but she instantly smacked his hand away. “Fuck me”

“Well not in here but—-“ Negan’s smirk instantly fell when Y/N pushed him back. “Okay. What’s happening??”

“I’m fucking popping” Y/N frowns as the discomfort grew on her face resulting in the panic to finally set in for her man.

“Holy SHIT. FUCK! IM GONNA BE A DAD” Negan screams pulling away to get into the hallway to yell at a Savior to get the doctor while Y/N smacks him on the back on her way past him, wobbling her way back to their room. “We should go to—-“

“I won’t make it to the fucking infirmary”

“Alright well let me carry yea—-“

“YOU TOUCH ME NOW AND I BITE YOUR FUCKING DICK OFF” Y/N snapped, obviously not wanting to be touched at the moment as she continued on her way with Negan following quickly.

This was going to be a long couple hours

Or so she thought

“You’re doing so great hun” Negan reassures brushing the hair sticking to her face from the sweat as her whole body fought against her with the contractions. Making everything hotter was one thing.

“Fuck off” Y/N groans throwing her head back against his chest as he rubs smoothly strokes up and down her arm even if she couldn’t focus on the feeling.

A fucking human was ripping her in half and that was all she focused on. Until—-

“I see the head” the doctor informed also meaning it was getting close but Y/N wasn’t having it.

“I can’t…Please I just can’t” Y/N sobbed in pain as her body shook from all the agony her body was enduring. “I can’t anymore”

“Darling…the pain will pass once our son is here. Just breathe and hold onto me” Negan reassures feeling her hands grip onto his hands on either side of her as she took a few deep breaths.

“I would be careful with the next push so you don’t tea—-“

“SHUT THE FUCK UP AND HELP GET THIS BABY OUT OF ME” Y/N hissed at the doc one last time as she felt a contraction come on leading her to finally push.

The pain will pass once our son is here

And it did.

Y/N never seen the man cry as much as he did right then and there while his son was gently placed in her arms. Oh he’s so perfect she thought as the sobs filled the room which was left to them once everything was okay again.

She didn’t want to let go of their baby boy even when Negan argued that she carried him for nine months. She held him close and protectively until the exhaustion finally got to her, leading her to finally let her son be held by his father.

“He’s so perfect” Y/N smiles tiredly resting her eyes as Negan gently kisses her forehead letting her sleep.

Negan was still feeling every overwhelmed feeling in his chest as the tears kept falling when he looked at his son.

“I won’t let anything happen to you…ever, Max”

#cultofdixon #the walking dead #negan smith fanfiction #negan smith #negan smith x reader

[2knightt]

Omg omg hi i like never do requests but i really like your stuff like it is so so so good so i was thinking maybe how the gang would react to finding you crying or something 🙈

↳we’re good at being troubled₊˚✧

➬ the gang x crying!reader

!!MASSIVE WARNING, CONTAINS ABUSE, ALCOHOLISM AND OTHER SENSITIVE TOPICS.!!

Johnny Cade ;

johnny thought he’d surprise you by visiting you unannounced, thought it’d be a cute couple moment.

so, he just welcomed himself into your house and was about to shout something—until he heard you sniffle and break into sobs.

he rushed into your room in fear, just to find you curled up on your bed, sobbing.

“hey—love, what’s wrong? hey, hey, hey…you’re okay.”

he said, crouching down beside your bed to get to eye level.

“j-johnny! you didn’t say you was comin’. sorry, i really am..!”

you basically shouted, sitting up right and wiping your tears.

“you ain’t answer my question. what’s wrong?”

he looked right into your eyes, and you broke down again.

“it’s just—all too much, johnny. all of it is, if this is what life has to offer..i-i can’t do it.”

johnny teared up at hearing you speak like that.

“well jeez, y/n.”

he jumps up onto your bed and throws his arm around your shoulder as you rest your head on his shoulder.

“it’ll get better, it always does.”

“everyone says that, but they’re always wrong.”

“well, have you stuck around to see it get better?”

you haven’t, you’re still real young.

shit, johnny cade was your first boyfriend. you ain’t experience everything, or anything.

“shoot, you got me, the gang, and your friends. we’ll be here with you.”

..yeah. you ain’t alone.

“yea, you right.”

johnny kisses the top of your head and hugs you tightly, as to show that he cares.

he was never good with his words, you and him both knew that much.

“it’ll be alright, love.”

Dallas Winston ;

you had been at the lot, drunk and crying for god knows how long.

your dad had yelled at you and said nonsense not even you wanna think about.

so, you drank to forget. like always.

when you heard the slightest bit of noise, you’d whip your head up in fear of someone noticing you.

but dallas was always sneaky, he had to be.

“whatcha cryin’ for, doll?”

you jumped at his voice that came from right behind you.

you turned so fast you almost gave yourself whiplash, but before you could even look at him, he sat next to you.

“well?”

“..i ain’t cryin’.”

dallas just shook his head and chuckled.

“stop lyin’ about the most obvious shit. what’s wrong?”

he said, looking directly at you, inching closer.

you hiccuped due to the several booze you downed earlier, and possibly to the crying you’ve been doing.

“my dad, again. he-he said some stuff even i don’t wanna say. it jus- got to me, man.”

all dallas did was sigh and kiss your temple as he brought you in for a side hug, which caused you to cry more.

the alcohol just made you feel your emotions even more.

“i’ll beat the tar outta him. he ain’t nothin’ compared to you. he’s just some trash that so happens to be related to the most wonderful girl in tusla.”

while you cried into dallas’s arms, he rubbed his thumb on your arm, up and down, while having a firm grip on it. almost like you were gonna run away at any moment.

you passed out not to long after, dallas carried you off to bucks where the both of you spent the night there.

Ponyboy Curtis ;

your mom had slapped you across the face during an argument.

she had never hit you before, only yelled.

you were scared, angry, and disgusted. so, you stormed out of the house.

while walking, it had occurred to you that you had no where to go.

with all the overwhelming feelings that were surfacing, you started to tear up. tears turned into cries, and tears turned into sobs.

you thought about what ponyboy would think if he saw you like this, then it hit you.

you’re so stupid! the curtis house is right there!

so you got up and started to walk, while crying. just..not as hard as minutes, no, seconds before.

you knocked on the curtis door and prayed to whoever’s up there that your boyfriend would answer.

and lady luck was on your side, because he did.

but she soon left when ponyboy saw you.

“oh my glory, y/n?! what’s wrong, what happened? are you okay?”

when you heard him say your name, you have to admit, that lump in your throat came back.

you looked up at him and enveloped him in hug.

“my mom—she..she hit me. i can’t believe it, she actually hit me, man.”

his eyes widened and he held you tightly as he slowly shimmied his way inside.

he rocked the two of you back and forth. left foot, then right foot.

until you calmed down is when he finally started to talk.

you crying made him freeze up, he didn’t know what to do.

he was worried, scared, angry, sad, everything.

the love of his life was crying and he just froze.

“are-are you okay? do you need water?”

“i’m fine now, pony. can i stay the night? i’m sorry to bother.”

you answered, in between sniffles. you looked up at him with bloodshot eyes as he nodded his head aggressively and smiled at you.

“ye-yeah! definitely! come on.”

Sodapop Curtis ;

you were staying the night at the curtis house after a fight broke out with you and your sibling.

you were too mad to go back, but too sad not to cry.

you sat in the curtis bathroom and cried, until you heard knocking. then that shut you right up.

“y/n, love, are you okay? you’ve been in there an awful long time.”

your boyfriend, sodapop, was always carin’. of course he’d check up on you!

you ran to the mirror and looked into your own eyes that were terribly bloodshot and puffy.

how can you go outside like this? you thought to yourself, until you heard knocking again.

“y/n? are you okay? you aren’t answerin’ me, im worried.”

“ye-yeah! i’m alright soda. i’m sorry to worry you.”

“well, come out. you ain’t gon’ be sleepin’ in the tub.”

you sniffled and rushed to find something, anything, to hide your eyes.

unfortunately, sodapop heard you sniffle, and once again, unfortunately, you had left the door unlocked.

“woah! hey-y/n, what’s wrong? you alright?”

soda basically shouted and he rushed to you, grabbing your face with both hands.

you just looked up at him, feeling pathetic.

“you know.”

“awe, i’m so sorry, sugar.”

he whispers as he grabs you into a bear hug.

ponyboy took after his brother, because he does the same rocking back and fourth while hugging you.

sodapop lifted you into the air and wrapped his arms around your waist, with your legs around his waist.

“i’ll take ya to bed, okay? sibling fights are normal, shoot, i hear ‘em basically everyday!”

you nodded your head as you smiled, your tears slowly drying up.

sodapop had an aura that could make anyone cheer up, even when they’re breaking down in sobs.

Darry Curtis ;

you were a smart grease, one of the only hoodlums that could leave the east side and make a name for themselves.

but you couldn’t. your mother is ill and father’s a no good dead beat.

you had to stay and take care of her, couldn’t take that full ride to the best college in state because of that.

one fateful night, all your emotions came crashing down.

your sadness, anger, and fear couldn’t stay hidden anymore.

but, you were at the curtis house, in your boyfriends bed.

you got up as quietly as you could. you’re used to getting up without waking darry, he was a real light sleeper.

you walked out into the porch, trying to not make a sound.

you sat down on the step, head in your hands, and cried.

you cried and cried until you heard the door open, the curtis door wasn’t particularly quiet.

“y/n, what’s happening? is everything alright?”

you tried to stop tearing up to face darry, but you couldn’t.

he sat down on the steps next to you and sneaked his arm ‘round your waist, closing the few inches between the two of you.

“…it’s nothin’, dare. go back inside.”

you practically demanded, but your body disagreed with your words as you leaned your head to rest on his body.

“it’ll be okay y/n. it’ll be just fine. you’re strong, brave, n real smart. you can push through.”

your tears dried and turned into small sniffles.

you held darrys free hand as you stared at him while he stared off into space.

he finally looks down at you and kisses your head.

darry stands up, and extends his arm out for you to take.

Steve Randle ;

you were just, crying in your car.

no rhyme or reason, just felt like it.

plus, being parked in a empty mall parking lot while it’s raining seemed fitting.

you just sat there, head held high, staring at the roof with tears streaming down your face.

you were in your feels, you have to admit it.

well—until you heard knocking on your window.

you looked over to see steve, your boyfriend, freaking out.

arms all over the place, screaming, panicking.

you rolled down the window and shouted,

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?”

steve opens the car door, from the inside, and welcomes himself in.

“WHY ARE YOU CRYING??”

he shouts back, turning to face you in the blink of an eye.

“CAN I NOT CRY??”

“NOT WHEN YOURE WITH ME!—which will be forever but that’s another story.”

you giggled to yourself, with tears still streaming down your face.

“you ain’t answer me, babe! why are you crying?! who’s ass do i gotta kick?!”

steve always reacted so violently when it came to you.

but, it was comforting to know that someone cared enough to kick the shit out of someone for you.

you started up your car, and held Steve’s hand.

“no reason.”

“…what.”

“yea, no reason. just felt like it, it’s good to get your emotions out.”

steve was silent as he stared at you.

“you’re crazy, y/n.”

he said, shaking his head as he extended himself over the arm rest separating the two of you.

he grabbed your face so you can face him, and kissed your forehead.

“if i ever see you cryin’ like that again with ‘no reason’ i’ll actually start cryin’ myself.”

Two-bit Matthews ;

failing a test worth 80% of your grade is never good.

and it sure as hell wasn’t good for you.

you worked and worked so hard for that test, just to freeze up and fail.

when you got home, all you did was cry on your couch.

you didn’t bother doin’ nothing else, not even to tell two-bit that your date is canceled.

you only remembered because you heard him struggling to put his spare key into the doorknob.

shitshitshit.

you bet your eyes are all puffy and red, how’s your boyfriend gonna react? he doesn’t do well with anyone showing any negative emotions.

“WHAT’S U—oh shit. y/n, are you alright?—wait that was a stupid question to ask. what happened?”

you giggled through your tears as you heard two-bit freak out.

“i’m an idiot, two. i failed the biggest test of the year. i tried so hard.”

two-bits face scrunched up at your words.

“you ain’t an idiot! compared to me, you’re a genius! well, you are a genius. but shoot, i don’t even know what 8+9 is!”

he got up on he couch and sat beside you while he spoke, only to get up again.

“look at me.”

he demanded, and you obliged.

you looked up at him, only for him to pick you up and swing you around some.

you laughed. two-bit always does this with you to catch you off guard.

he stopped after a few seconds and just held you.

“you ain’t gon’ talk about yourself like that! it’s an insult to me and you! and you know i don’t take any sort of disrespect!”

you still were teary eyed, so two-bit ran his thumb across your cheek and smiled.

“how about i treat ya, huh? the dingo’s calling our name, sweetheart, can’t you hear it?”

he said, throwing his arm around your shoulders and throwing his free arm in the air, like there was supposed to be writing as he moved his hand.

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a/n; IM SO SORRY TO KEEP YOU WAITING LMFAOO I’VE BEEN PLAYING RDR2 FOR SO LONG

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[grey342]

you're amazing 👏🏻 👏🏻👏🏻

could you write something about Phil asking reader to marry him? saw the first hangover movie recently and this man screams husband material 🥵

Marry me?

Phil Wenneck x reader

synopsis - Phil's and his girlfriend go out for their anniversary and she notices he's acting different.

warnings - Phil being nervous (he's adorable) and reader being oblivious.

authors note - Thank you! You guys are too nice to me, making me blush and kick my feet frrr🤭. I love this request so much and I TOTALLY agree. Again so sorry for this coming out so late 😀 I promise I’m working on it for you guys! Lmk what you think and send in any more requests you have!

please do not steal my work - belongs to @grey342

Holy shit.

Tonight is your four year anniversary and he's acting so weird.

You noticed first when you were both getting ready to go. Fidgeting with his hands, wiping the sweat from his brow and constantly tapping his pocket.

You tried to ignore it but it was becoming more and more difficult as time went on. You struggled to understand why he would be behaving like this, the night was going perfectly.

You were at your favourite restaurant, outside by the beach. You were even alone which was strange considering this place is usually packed with people. The table was covered with rose petals and candles. The sun was setting beautifully, it was the perfect night.

"Isn't it pretty?" You ask looking at him.

"Hm? What?" He stumbles on his words. You smile softly and take his hand in yours, an attempt to comfort him.

"The view," you say looking out, "isn't it pretty?"

"Yes..Yes it is." He replies looking at you. You look at him, blushing when you realise. You notice his smile drop slightly and it's replaced with the same expression he's been wearing all night. You rub your thumb over the back of his hand, gaining his attention.

"Sweetie?" You call.

"Hm?" He mumbles.

"Is everything okay?" His eyes look directly into yours, widened with panic.

"Wha-What do you mean? Everything's fine, why wouldn't it be fine?" He responds too quickly for your liking.

"Are you sure? You know you can talk to me about anything." You smile at him.

“I know” he places his other hand on top of yours, “ everything is fine I promise.” He forces a smile. You’re still not convinced but you let it go not wanting to cause an argument on your anniversary. You look back out, when he takes a deep breath and calls to you.

“Baby..”

“Yea - holy shit" You whisper, stunned by the sight before you. Phil down on one knee with a velvet box in his hand.

"Alright, you know i'm not good with the sappy crap," you chuckle quietly, "but 'm gonna try my best. When I first met you I thought you were the most annoying bitch I had ever met. I mean in my entire life and i've met some bitchy women let me tell yo-"

"Phil,"

"Yeah?"

"Maybe..don't talk about other women when your proposing to me."

"Oh, yeah. Whatever, the point was you were a cunt," you let out a loud laugh, this calms him instantly, "but the more I got to know you, the more I realised how beautiful you are. Inside and out. You made me feel things I had never felt before, you trusted me enough to show your vulnerable side and that made me want to do that with you. I know we've had our tough patches but, you pulled us through it. Never giving up on us. Never giving up on me." Tears are blurring your vision.

"Anyway let's cut the bullshit and get to the important bit.," you kick him lightly, he giggles, "My love, my life, will you marry me?" The tears are rolling down your cheeks now, you can even see tears brimming his eyes.

"Yes, yes..Yes! Of course i'll marry you!" He stands up pulling you with him and embraces you. He grabs your hand and places the ring on your finger. You admire it for a couple seconds before he grabs your face and pulls you in for a passionate kiss.

He pulls away and rests his forehead against yours, staring into your eyes with so much love you felt yourself getting choked up again.

"I love you so much." He whispers.

"I know.." You reply, he chuckles in response and closes the gap between your lips once more. Your heart beaming, excited for what the future will bring you.

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[readyforthegarden]

Silver Springs - Part Two

Masterlist

Pairing: Sam Kiszka x Original Female Character

Synopsis: The year was 1976, the season was summer. The days were hot and the nights were hotter. Music was the best it had ever been, especially rock music. Sam Kiszka has been riding the high of being in one of the top bands on the scene, but when his bands tour is accompanied by another up-and-coming band, with a lead singer that gets on his very last nerve, will everything come crashing down or will they end up making music that changes the world?

Warnings: Smoking, drinking, drug use 18+ only, Minors DNI

A/N: Thank you to everyone for being so kind and interested in this fic!! I'm so happy to be writing for Sam and to be having such fun!! Now just a heads up, I am not trying to write original lyrics for this work it would take me years to write a single chapter, so we're gonna pretend that Fleetwood Mac doesn't exist in this universe because you're gonna see them a lot, okay? Okay lmao. I love you guys, enjoy!!

WC: 2610

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Three yeas and one nay was all it took, and Harlow and the Blue Jean Babies were added to the billing of Greta Van Fleets summer of ’76 tour. Sam watched as their bus pulled into the parking lot of the first venue, looking like an aluminum can on wheels. It parked a few yards from where he leaned against his own, and he watched the door open and the band filter off. 

He watched the dark brown tip of a boot step down onto the pavement, followed by another one. His eyes traveled up tanned legs to cut off jean shorts, a plain white t-shirt tucked into them. Traveling up further, he met Harlow’s cheeky smile, an unlit cigarette hanging from her lips. Her eyes were hidden behind large aviator sunglasses. Instead of following the band to the venue, she looked over to Sam, beginning to walk over to him. When she was only a few feet from him, she paused, taking the cigarette from her mouth.

“Got a light?” Sam reached into the front pocket of his blue jeans, wrapping his fist around the cool brass zippo. His movement was smooth as he brought it up, flicking the lid back producing a flame with his thumb on the trigger so fast, Harlow’s eyes widened in shock when he held it closer to her face. Composing herself, she leaned in, letting the paper and tobacco catch, before leaning back again and taking a deep drag. “Thanks.”

“No one on your bus has a lighter?” Sam asked, hoping his slightly annoyed tone would cut her down a peg.

“They do.” she answered with a smile as she blew the smoke out the corner of her mouth. Sam stared at her, that same self-assured attitude she’d had a year ago was there in her smile, and all he wanted to do was wipe it right off of her face.

“I’m not interested, kid.” Sam sniffed indifferently, hoping another blow to her ego would do it.  “You’re not my type.”

“Who said I was interested in you?” Harlow tilted her head to the side, a raised eyebrow peeking from behind her shaggy bangs. “I just needed a light and the others were already far ahead of me.”

“Yeah, sure.” Sam rolled his eyes. “They were really running to get to the dressing room for that plate of room temperature salami.”

“Yeah, Billy is all about those cold cuts.” Harlow shrugged as she moved her arm out to her side, tapping ash off the end of her cigarette. “Don’t flatter yourself Samuel. I’m not one of your groupies.”

“Then why are you so persistent in bugging me, Brandy?” Harlow’s grin grew wider as she drew another breath from the cigarette. 

“So you do remember me.” she let out a soft laugh.

“It took a minute, but I do.” Sam admitted. “You changed a lot.”

“Well, I read this interview in one of my favorite music magazines about being yourself. So I decided to do that.” Harlow smirked. “It just so happens there was another me that needed exploring.”

“Well your songs improved a bit.” Sam stuck his tongue in his cheek, trying to make the compliment seem as pointed and fake as he wanted.

“You haven’t heard anything yet.” Harlow replied fast, grinning.

“We’ll see if I hear anything at all,” Sam cleared his throat, beginning to move from the shade of his bus’ shadow. “The green room is awfully far from the stage. Might sneak a pre-show nap on the bus.”

“Rockstar life is already catching up to you at, what? Twenty-four?” Harlow quirked an eyebrow, dropping her half-finished cigarette and stomping it out with the toe of her boot. “Enjoy that nap, Sam. You’re gonna need it.” with that, Harlow turned and walked towards the venue. Sam watched her, taking in the sway of her hips as she walking through the sun. Her light brown hair shone in the light, making it almost a blonde. Once again, it shook out behind her as she propelled herself away from him confidently. 

Sam didn’t want to admit that Harlow’s confidence shook him. He sat in the dressing room with his brothers, his legs crossed, foot shaking vigorously. His fingers grazed along his chin, the rough patch of hair that he’d grown out. As they skated through the hairs, he tugged on the ends as he stared distractedly at the beige walls that had yellowed with years of cigarette smoke. 

He could hear her, her voice floating through the walls as she warmed up her voice in another room, broken up by laughter as her bandmates filtered in and out of the room, talking excitedly about their first show on a big tour. 

“Are you okay?” Sam glanced up to see Danny standing near him, raising an eyebrow quizzically. “You seem a little keyed up in the wrong way.” Sam regarded his best friend, chewing on his bottom lip. He wanted to tell Danny what was bugging him, but…what was bugging him? Danny didn’t know the history between Sam and Harlow, and even if he did, it wasn’t one wrought with details. 

Sam quickly went over the imaginary conversation in his head, him telling Danny all of the small events leading up to this current agitated state, hearing the honest tone of the formers voice telling him to get over himself, that Harlow was just some chick and there wasn’t anything to be upset about.

“No, I’m just a little anxious about the show.” Sam shook his head, giving Danny what he hoped was a reassuring smile. “New tour, new songs…don’t know how the crowd will respond.”

“No matter how they do, it’s gonna be okay.” Danny grinned, resting a hand on Sam’s shoulder. “We know it’s our best work yet, and that’s what matters.”

“Thanks, Daniel.” Sam tapped Danny’s hand before standing up, shaking himself out a little bit and going over to the table with their rider goodies, making himself a drink. Walking out of the green room, he sipped it, the bite of tequila with his soda soothing his nerves somewhat. He walked over to the the wings of the stage, listening to the crowd that had filtered in rumble, the excited energy filtering through the thick curtain on that hid the stage hands setting up the Blue Jean Babies instruments.

As their flashlights whipped around, Sam caught movement from the other side of the stage. As his eyes adjusted, he saw Harlow pacing. She kept her jean shorts and boots, but traded in the t-shirt for a crocheted halter top, two ties holding it in place. One behind her neck, the other the middle of her back. The strings peeked through the long, black lace duster she wore, billowing out around her as she turned. Sam watched as her lips moved, her hands moving as if she were dancing along with the words. 

Harlow turned once more, she glanced up, eyes darting across the movement of the roadies and over to Sam. Even across the twenty odd feet of stage, he could see her eyes widen as she realized he had been watching. There were dark spots all across her nose and cheek that Sam couldn’t make out, but in an instant, she spun on her heel, briskly walking away from the wings, her duster floating out behind her as she disappeared into the dark.

“Hey, uh,” Sam nearly jumped out of his skin, turning to see Billy standing next time, his guitar already around his shoulder and in his hand. “You got any words of wisdom for performing to a sold-out arena? I think I’m about to shit my pants.”

“Yeah,” Sam chuckled, clapping a hand on Billy’s shoulder like he was about impart the wisdom of centuries of study. “Don’t shit your pants.” Billy laughed, shaking his head. 

“Thanks, I appreciate the wise words.”

“Any time, man.” Sam laughed again. “Break a leg.”

“Thanks!” Sam watched as one of the bands roadies went out to the stage, in front of the curtain, and a beam of light lit him up. The crowd began roaring as the Blue Jean Babies took their places on the stage, exchanging excited glances. It reminded Sam of how he and his own brothers looked when they played their first big venue. The nerves of playing to a crowd that large, no matter how many smaller shows added up doubled it, the giddiness of feeling like you’ve finally made it. 

While the roadie made the announcement, riling the crowd up, Sam glanced over to the opposite wing again, seeing Harlow standing there. A small, closed mouth smile tugged at her lips, almost serene as her eyes were closed, deep breaths raising her chest. The crowd roared even louder as the roadie screamed out the bands name, and the curtain dropped and the lights went up. The roadie dragged the mic stand back into place, the silk and chiffon scarves that had been tied to it fluttering in the wind, and Billy began playing the intro to their first song, their drummer, Paul playing out the beat. Sam’s eyes stayed on Harlow as her own opened, turning towards the crowd before grinning, taking one last deep breath and stepping out on stage. Shouts and screams were heard as she did, and she waved to the audience, taking her place at the microphone.

“Now here you again, you say you want your freedom. 

Well who I am I to keep you down? 

It’s only right that you should play the way you feel it, 

but listen carefully to the sound of your loneliness.” 

Harlow’s voice was enchanting, Sam finding himself nearly taking steps out on stage to get closer, to hear her more clearly. The crowd moved along with her, even for a slower song opening the show, it kept their attention, got them moving. As she performed, Sam caught light reflecting off her face, and realized that she’d adhered silver sequins to her face like freckles.

“Like a heartbeat, drives you mad

In the stillness of remembering what you had

And what you lost

And what you had

And what you lost”

The drums led into the chorus, and Sam had to admit he got a little chill when Harlow’s voice melded together with Billy’s on the harmonies.

“Oh, thunder only happens when it's raining

Players only love you when they're playing

Say, women, they will come and they will go

When the rain washes you clean, you'll know

You'll know”

“I think we made the right decision,” Sam glanced next to him, seeing Danny standing next to him again. “They hypnotize the crowd, and we melt their faces off.”

“Interesting choice of opening song, I’ll admit that.” Sam tried to brush off the compliment to the band. “Could’ve put the crowd to sleep.”

“No, I think she knows exactly what she’s doing.” Danny shook his head. “You shouldn’t be so down about them. They all seem really nice so far.”

“Yeah, they do.”

“Remember how annoying we were when we were first touring with bigger bands?” Danny nudged Sam gently in the ribs. “Give them some grace.”

“Who said I’m not?”

“No one, but I’ve been your best friend since forever. I can read you like a book.” Sam grimaced slightly but shrugged it off. “Play nice, Sammy.”

“I am always nice.” Sam defended himself with a pout. Danny shook his head, sighing. 

“Just, don’t fuck this up.” Danny looked from Sam to Harlow. “For any of us.” Sam rolled his eyes, leaving Danny in the wings to go back to the green room. The audacity of Danny to think Sam wanted anything to do with Harlow was enough to boil his blood. A feeling that stuck with him through his own performance, and up to the after party. Roadies, crew and performers mingled around the hotel bar. One last night in Los Angeles before they set out for the road.

Sam leaned against the bar, taking in the scene of bodies threading around one another, drinks clinking and laughs echoing. Sam’s eyes fell upon Josh, who was talking animatedly to someone that was blocked by other bodies. In one hand he held a joint, and Sam watching the trail of smoke follow it around as Josh gesticulated. Suddenly, he slowed, holding out the joint. Sam’s brow furrowed as his brother never relaxed from the outstretched position, and as bodies shifted, he could now see Harlow, sitting cross-legged on the table, leaning down and taking a drag as Josh watched her, his own eyes glassy.

“So, you wanna get out of here?” Sam glanced down, seeing a woman leaning against his shoulder. Her manicured hand was running up and down his arm and Sam rolled his eyes.

“Do I know you?” he asked boredly. The woman looked slightly off-guard, then smirked.

“No, but you want to.”

“I’m afraid I don’t.” Sam pulled away from her touch. “But maybe a roadie will. Tony’s been looking a little lonely lately, go say hi.” Sam pointed across the bar and gently pushed the woman in the opposite direction. Downing his beer, he set the empty bottle on the bar, deciding he’d had enough revelry for one night. 

Stepping into the elevator to go to his room, he hit the button, leaning against the back wall and closing his eyes.

“Wait! Hold the elevator!” Sam’s eyes popped open and he instinctually moved, putting his hand in the doors, holding them the best he could from closing. “Thank you.”

“My pleasu-oh, it’s you.”

“Hello to you too, Samuel.” Harlow rolled her eyes, going to press the third floor button.  “Don’t worry, I’m not here to bother you. I don’t know what your brother puts in his joints but I need to go lay down.”

“I’ve asked a few times, but he won’t give up his secrets.” Sam sighed. “I’ve learned not to partake too much with him.” Harlow rubbed her eyes, smudging the makeup she’d adorned, a few of the sequins falling off her cheeks. 

“I’ll know better for next time.” Harlow leaned back, tilting her head up to the large square fluorescent light. The two rode in silence, save for the soft, slow breaths they emitted. Sam glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, seeing her eyes closed again, that small, serene smile on her lips. Though this time it may be from the weed she smoked instead of the energy of a large crowd cheering for her. 

“Are you going to be okay?” Sam asked softly. Harlow opened her eyes slowly, turning and smiling at him as the elevator doors opened on the third floor.

“I’ll be just fine.” she murmured. “Goodnight, Sam. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Goodnight, Harlow.” Sam watched her step out of the elevator. “We’ll see.”

“We’ll see always means no.” Harlow laughed. 

“Does it?” Sam quirked an eyebrow.

“You never asked your mother for something and have her say that?” Harlow asked back. Sam nodded. “And did you ever get what you asked for?” Sam thought for a moment, realizing that the young woman was right.

“No, can’t say that I have.” Sam tried to keep himself from smirking.

“I’ll see you when I see you then.” Harlow held Sam’s gaze for a few moments before turning and going to find her room. As the doors closed Sam felt a small flutter in his gut at the exchange. Maybe Harlow wasn’t going to be so bad to deal with. Maybe he could get through this tour and even be her friend at the end of it. Just, maybe.

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[blushyeleven]

Tickletober - DAY 4

Weak spot

Characters: lee!tara carpenter x ler! Sam carpenter

Warnings: tickles, swearing (not a lot)

a/n: I hate how dragged the tickle part was but otherwise it would be rlly short so I’m very sorry😭

𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆

it was late one evening in the city of New York. The carpenter sisters sat peacefully on their sofa, watching tv as they both distressed from their busy day. Although, not both of the girls were.. distressing. Tara was noticeably more quite then usual. Sam obviously picked up on it almost immediately but she considered that the last thing tara would want was to be overloaded with questions. She didn’t like to push Tara to offload either but at the same time she figured if she knew what was wrong.. she could help. Sam would do anything for tara. Any time tara was around her big sister instincts would kick in and take over, making sure tara was safe at all times and was okay. So sam simply looked over to where Tara was sitting. The younger girls eyes focused on the tv with a drowsy expression.

The tv just softly playing in the background, until she heard a soft voice speak up “don’t you think how crazy it is how much we’ve changed?” Tara asked nonchalantly, her eyes still gazed at the tv, looking a little more alive now. “What do you mean?” Sam questioned “well.. like we’re whole new people now..” Tara stated, her eyes adverting from the tv and finally meeting sams. “Well, i wouldn’t say we’re completely different. Your still you tara” sam smiled reassuringly. “Yeah, but.. I’m so different now?” Tara asked herself. “Well yea your different, but you haven’t completely changed, I’d say your just more mature now” Sam giggled seeing taras fake offended look wiped across her face. Her mouth forming a small ‘o’ shape with her eyebrows slightly furrowed. “Excuse me?! I was always mature!” Tara argued back, obviously joking. Same lips curved upwards, showing the sillest smile as she watched tara try to argue against her point. “Yeahh.. sureee..” sam mused with a sarcastic tone “no but for real, don’t stress about changing, you’ll always be my little sister no matter how different you are” Sam reasured and Tara gave the softest smile, her lips curbing upwards and showing her dimples.

“Even If your still immature sometimes” sam added, not being able to hold back a smile of her own. Clearly winding up her younger sister “I’m not even immature!” Tara whined, trying to prove her point. But clearly failing miserably. “Everything about what you just said, just shows that you haven’t changed that much and your childish” sam snickered seeing Tara get more and more wound up by the second, so to aggravate her poor little sister some more.. Sam reached out one of her fingers and poked Tara right in the ribs. Tara jumped slightly and let out a sharp exhale while her hand shot out to shield her ribs. “Oh my god.. I forgot how ticklish you are!” Sam giggled and Tara shuffled in her seat slightly, her face flushed. Sam took that as an opportunity to dart her hand back out and scribble directly at Taras side, causing the younger girl to squeak and let out a small flurry of giggles while wiggling around aimlessly

. This didn’t satisfy sam, so without warming she crawled her fingers up to taras armpits. Tara immediately clenched her arms to her sides, trying to block out the deathly ticklish spot. “Ohh! Same weak spot from when you was younger hm?” Sam asked, well.. it wasn’t really a question. It was more of a statement with a slight edge of tease to it. Tara used all of her strength to block her armpits.. but unfortunately for her. Sam has the advantage of being stronger. You know.. she was the older sister. So with ease sam managed to squirm and wiggle her fingers into taras armpits. This small amount of movement was enough to make taras laughter shoot up a few decibels. “WAHAHAIT-“ the squirming became more relentless as tara realised there was absolutely nothing she could do to stop sam from tickling her armpits. “See! Your not all different! Your still ridiculously ticklish!” Sam teased and without any difficulty, she pinned taras arms above her head. Leaving her armpits completely exposed and an easy target to wreck. And that’s exactly what Sam intended to do.

Ever since they were little sam absolutely loved tickling Tara. Not in a mean way, but she adored the cute faces and reactions that Tara gave. Followed by the sound of taras loud, care-free laughter. So any chance she could, she would tickle tara. Even if it was just to see her smile.

Taras eyes then widened slightly as she came to realise that there really was no stopping this. That there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. Even after putting up her best fight.. it still wasn’t enough to stop sams evil tactics. “nonohoh! S-sam! Come on!” Tara tried to plead with Sam, a few giggled already lingering in her voice. Sam snickered at her younger sisters attempt to reason with her before darting her nails into taras hollows, scribbling at them. The ear-splitting squeal that tara let out could be heard for miles. It bounced off the apartment walls and probably woke up the people from half way across the globe. Sams own eyes widened as Tara then fell into heavy bounds of laughter, kicking her feet and tugging at her arms. “BAHAHHAHAHA NONONOOHHOHOOH!! AHAHAHAHHAHA!!” Sam simply smirked at her little sister. “I still can’t believe how ticklish you are, I thought we grew out of this a long time ago?!” Sam teased and just listened to taras forceful laughter as it was filling the apartment. She really did sound like a toddler, sam thought. “SAHHAHAHAMM PLEHEHEHHEHEASEEE!!!” Tara pleaded again, her face becoming a bright shade of pink as she desperately tried to pull at her arms. Although sams grip was strong as she continued to use one hand to hold both of taras arms up.

Without warning, sam then Switcher armpits. Clawing at it mercilessly. The sudden movement catching Tara off guard and causing her to let out a scream. It was soon enough before Tara then fell back into the deafening laughter that their poor next door neighbours could definitely hear. “AHAHAHAHHAHA I CAHAHAHHANNNTTT!!!” Tara was wiggling around while kicking her legs like a toddler having a tantrum. “See! Your still just as childish and dramatic as you were when you were little!” The older girl ‘reassured’.

Sam then had the amusing idea of slowing down her fingers, just lightly brushing her fingers up and down the full length of taras pinned arm, stopping just above her armpit before repeating this same slow and annoying movement over and over again.. causing Tara to twitch slightly whenever sam got close to her armpit. Tara was letting out a lot of uneven breaths and she was clearly very confused from this sudden soft feeling. It was clear that sam was feeling especially evil and when she stopped just above taras armpits again, sam then dipped her fingers back into her armpits. Not yet moving them. Tara let out a sudden gasp and jumped upwards slightly with a sudden pull from her arm. Sam then used the tip of one of her nimble fingers to carefully and lightly circle around taras hollows. The soft and feathery feeling caused Tara to Buck up slightly and begin to twitch and pull at her arm with the corners of her lips were tugging upwards. “W-whahat are you dohoing?” Tara asked, still giggling at the ticklish feeling. “I’m being nice” sam replied innocently. With a sweet but deceiving smile. Tara knew that this wasn’t sam being nice but infact she had a plan. Stupidly, Tara spent to long focussing on what sams plan might have been and Sam used this as a chance to quickly use both of her hands to dive back into her armpits. Targeting her weak spot and obviously being cruel about it.

“FUHUHUCKK!! SAHAHAHMM!!” Tara instinctively moved her arms back down to her side. Still not blocking out sams scribbling fingers. After she saw the tear trickling from taras cheek she finally let out, giggling as tara was gasping for air. “Literally.. fuck.. you” tara said jokingly as the tried to regain her breath. “It’s not my fault your still as ticklish and have the same weak spot from when you were a toddler” sam stated and Tara rolled her eyes, grabbing the glass of water that was sat on the coaster on the coffee table. “See, no matter how different you are.. or how much you grow up.. the one thing that will never change about you is how ridiculously ticklish you are” sam snickered and smirked at her younger sister who was still catching her breath.

“shut up Sam”

Tara smiled before wrapping herself in a blanket, turning her attention back to the tv before her eyes began to flutter. Shortly after Tara was sound asleep on the sofa and sam didn’t have the heart to wake her. So instead sam collected both her and taras covers from their bedroom before placing Taras cover over her and sam snuggled down on the sofa with her cover. Both of the sisters sleeping peacefully.

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[jimnsmut]

try to be quiet..

Mentions: blowjob

Your boyfriend, Huang Renjun, was having his friends over. But they weren’t here yet,

“Baby, is it fine if the boys come over?” It wasn’t. It was your birthday, but if you said no, he’d be upset. So your response was, “of course!” You had to talk with him. “Baby.. you still haven’t gotten a birthday present for me yet.” His eyes met yours as he closed the computer, “I’m still waiting for your answer, what do you want for your present? Whatever you want I can get.” He was right. Every birthday, he got you whatever you asked for. He never broke his promises.. but you already have everything you want.

“So I can choose anything?” He nods before clearing his throat, getting the uncomfortable feeling out of his throat. “I want.. you.” He raised his eyebrows not sure what you meant by that. “You have me?” God is he fucking stupid. “Babe.. no.. I want to go down on you. That’s what I want for my birthday present.” The water that was placed nicely in his hands disappeared, falling into the carpet. “Baby, the water?” You then went down on your knees, in front of him. God did he already love that position you were placed in.

Renjun! Snap out of it. You grabbed the tea towel, wiping the damp— oh sorry. Yeah you tried too. But he stopped you, “darling, it’s fine. It's just water it can dry out. Also if that’s what you want for your birthday present that’s what you shall get.” Your teeth bit onto your bottom lip, it showed you were excited. “Really?” He smiles, “yeah, anything for my girl” gosh.. you looked up, meeting eyes with him. Your hands making their way to his thighs you could tell by his expressions he was enjoying it already.

“So.. how is it-“ his words were cut off by you, grabbing the string that held up his sweatpants. It was perfectly knotted, it didn’t take you long to untangle it. Your fingers grabbed the sides off his pants. You smirked, he was already excited.. “someone excited?” you teased, as he was about to do an action. The room echoed with the fainted knocks. Ah fuck. Great, “baby.. those are the boys. I’ll go tell them to leave-“ you slapped his thigh, he stared at you “no, I’ll hide under the table, and you text them.. and tell them to come in. Try not to get caught.” He was having second thoughts, but after all. It was your birthday he wanted to make you happy

He grabbed his phone instead, unlocking it and typing in the group chat. “Just come in, the door is unlocked.” You and renjun never broke contact, you realised renjun was wearing no underwear. Your lips curled into a smile, he broke eye contact with you staring at anything but you. You began to stroke his dick, hearing his soft moans. Ahh. Yes, you knew it would be hard for him not to get caught, considering he isn’t a quiet one when it comes to this. You wanted to get it over with, you straightened the seat forward and hid yourself under the table. You grabbed his length stroking it, his hard dick was now covered with your saliva and his pre-cum. It didn’t take you long to put it in your mouth. His gasps filled your ears, the only thing you heard.

The door twisted, and opened itself. Renjun’s eyes shot to the door. Shit.. he remembered.. he can’t make a noise. You tried to open your mouth so you could breathe properly. But his dick was too big. Renjun reached for your hair, as you started to suck slowly teasing him. You knew.. he hates when you tease him.. especially when it works. Your pace was to slow for him, he started to thrust fucking your mouth. His hand reached for your hand pushing your head further, you produced gagging noises as you sucked him faster. Jaemin was the first to sit down, “hey, can we turn on some music yea?” Renjun bit his lip, trying to keep quiet. He nodded, closing his eyes trying not to be suspicious.

“Hey Jun, where’s y/n?” Haechan asked curiously, Renjun signed, thinking of an obvious reason to make them believe she isn’t here. “She’s a..at the shop.” He tried to keep his tone calm as he felt your tongue gliding its way to his tip. He straightened his position to try not make it obvious he has his dick down your throat. “Why didn’t you go with her? What if someone hurts her.” Haechan asked, a bit worried. You smiled almost causing a gagging noise. His thrusts kept you quiet as you wanted to die. You were about to die at the size of his cock.

“No she’s fine, haechan.” He gritted through his teeth, shutting his eyes as he thrusted into your mouth matching the beats to the song. you let out a few gagging noises. Jaemin moved his head to figure out who might have caused that strange sound. “Is it just me or can you hear that?” Jaemin spoke up, staring at every member. “Yeah, I didn’t hear it. Jaemin turn up the music please.” He shrugs off the weird feeling and nods, turning the loud music up even louder. You pinched his thighs as you didn’t feel the courage to breathe.

You felt his cock twitching every slurping you happen to do. His cold hands made their way to the back of your head, pushing it back and forwarth. That’s how you knew.. he was so close. “Renjun-hyung? Are you okay? Is it too hot in here?” Jeno asked, raising a brow. “No, what makes you t-think that?” Jeno clears his throat, “because you are breathing awfully loud. So I was just wondering, do you want me to open the windows?” you felt your smirk growing, against his cock. He felt it as well. That’s when he began to fill your mouth again with his cum. He came a little too fast than you expected. You took a while to swallow down the salty warm—taste.

You tried to keep it in, but you couldn’t help but cough loudly. Was it on purpose or not? Jisung hummed, raising his eyebrow before looking under the table. Making contact with you Oh fuck. “Y/n-shi.. what are you..” Sudden realisation hit him, his eyes going big as he made his way back to the members eyes.

(LMFAO, hi y’all. I hope everyone enjoyed this. Its not even satisfying me -_-, but it’s almost been a year since I posted and I’m flipping at this point lmao. So here’s a smut for you dirty girls or boys )

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hey guys, christmas is coming up and i'm so excited!! i'm also very nervous abt this chapter....... pls be nice ahh!!!!

*so this chapter is basically just smut. like pretty much just smut.

[warnings : oral (f &m), threesome]

"fuck, [y/n].. take it.. fucking take it" jake groans in your ear, his cock twitches inside your tight wet cunt as you squeeze around him, tears filling your eyes as it feels so good it hurts.

"wow.. jake she's tearing up" josh smiles as he looks up at his brother; who lets out a groan. a tear streams down your cheek and josh wipes it, his free hand rubbing your aching clit. "is jakey making our girl feel good?" he smiles softly, as your furrowed brows and teary eyes make eye contact with his playful brown ones.

"josh... jake... fuck.." you breathe out, jakes hips slamming repeatedly against yours as you lay all your body weight on josh. he wipes the tear away and kisses the spot where it was.

"is our pretty girl getting close? your clit is throbbing, mama... wow.. jake, is she getting close?" josh looks up at his brother who's becoming more and more vocal by the second, his grunts getting louder and his thrusts faster, his cock twitching inside your walls over and over.

"yeah.. fuck.. yea- she's going to cum on my cock" jake grunts and josh smiles.

"come, my pretty girl." josh says sweetly as his finger caresses your cheek.

"our." jake thrusts, "pretty" faster, "girl" deeper. so deep the orgasm who had been teasing you finally crashes down over the three of you, your pussy coating both josh's fingers and jake's cumming cock.

you woke up to the sound of a notification from your phone, josh’s arm wrapped tightly around your waist as his morning wood rubs against your bare ass. fuck, last night was real?

your mind rapidly takes you back to the sounds of josh whimpering in your ear as his cum fills you up; and you’re wide awake now. as the fear of waking up josh who’s sleeping so quietly behind you, you reach for your phone and turn the ringer off, the screen turning on and the message from jake lingers at the bottom.

jake: Good morning, [y/n]. Sleep well?

you think for a second before answering, the guilt hidden deep inside of you as his brother laying right being behind you as your fingers tap the screen.

you: yes, thanks :)

jake: What did you dream about?

you: that’s for me to know and for you to… maybe.. find out

jake: Why maybe?

thing is; you did have a dream. about jake, and josh. and these feelings confused you so much, because they were both great but you wanted them both equally. you don’t answer jake’s text, because josh sighs behind you as he wakes up.

"good morning" josh breathes out, you turn around to face him and he holds you close, moving the hair out of your face.

"last night.." you start and his eyes light up, he bites his lip before pulling in to give you a soft kiss. his lips are so soft.

"you are so special, [y/n]. can i take you out to breakfast?" josh asks and you nod happily.

-

josh's hand is soft against your back, letting you walk into the little diner before him. you had decided to go on a little walk off campus, josh knew this diner because he had been so many times with jake. which invited himself to your plans and was going to be arriving a little late. the idea of jake being there makes you nervous, especially after everything that happened.

you and josh sit down at a table near the window, the bell ringing at the front door as jake walks in. he looks so beautiful, sexy even. he wore a buttoned down flannel with a jacket on top and some skinny jeans. some chains dangled against his chest which made him look so grown up- like a pirate maybe. he looked so fucking good.

he looks around the restaurant for a couple minutes before spotting you and his brother. his eyes light up and a small smile creeps onto his lips as he walks his way over.

"morning, hey [y/n]" jake smiles as he sits down next to his brother.

josh greets his brother and hands him the breakfast menu, then looks back at you with a soft look, his brown eyes capturing the moment.

"you didn't come back last night" jake says softly, setting down the menu on the wooden table, his fingers tracing the cracks. "did you have fun?" he adds even softer. what?

"yeah, i like to think we did" josh smirks as he turns his head to yours, resting his head on his hands which are clasped together; resting on the table. jake raises his eyes from the table and stares into yours, bitting his bottom lip and nodding softly.

"i'm glad you had fun" is all he says, and for the rest of breakfast jake doesn't speak much. only answers to yes or no questions.

had you upset him?

did he still want you?

the pain starts to settle in your chest as the three of you walk out of the diner, and you feel tears making their way to your eyes. i pushed him away repeated itself in your head over and over again. you hoped jake didn't think you made your choice; because you needed him. maybe even more than josh. as the three of you make your way back to the campus, the brothers stand in front of your dorm’s main entrance.

“thank you for breakfast guys” you thank them softly, avoiding eye contact. you didn’t want to see the way jake looked at you, nor the way josh looked at you. you didn’t feel worthy of their time, because they could have anyone and you stood between them.

“[y/n], are you okay?” josh asks sweetly, lowering his head to match your eyeline, but you avoid eye contact, looking at the ground.

“i don’t think so.” you sigh and play with your fingers. you look up to see jake and josh looking at eachother.

“can we come up? let’s have a chat” josh asks and you nod, turning to the doors and opening them, holding it open for the brothers to follow you up to your dorm.

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you let the boys sit on your bed; it wasn’t made from this morning but you disregarded it. you sat on your desk chair and faced them, making eye contact with both as josh bites his lip nervously. jake plays with the hem of your sheets, looking at his brother then you as you clear your throat.

“i..” you hesitate to speak, but you know it needs to come out. “i like the both of you.” you finally breathe out, and josh’s nervous lip bite turns into a smile, his cheeks flushed. jake’s brown eyes look into yours with a small smirk on his lips. the same smirk that turned you on so much.

“but it’s very hard for me. because i can’t pick between the two of you” you sigh, placing the hair that’s in your face behind your ear. “so… either i stop talking to you both completely or… i don’t know..” you sigh and shake your head rapidly, the confusion taking over your mind once again. you look up to see the boys looking at each other, almost as if they’re taking to each other with their eyes; the silence in the room killing you slowly.

“we can share. we can share you, [y/n]” jake says, before josh has the chance to. you feel your heart beat quicken as the words come out of his mouth, and you don’t know what to say.

“how do we know that won’t cause a problem?” you say, thinking of all the cons to this list.

“we can’t know unless we don’t try.” josh smiles, looking at his brother then back at you; and he looks so cute right now. i want to put it to the test. put them to the test. you think.

“alright then” you sigh, trying to hold back a smirk as you get up, making your way to josh and sitting on his lap, facing jake.

“if i do this, does it bother you, jake?” you smile innocently as jake’s brown eyes turn dark, his smirk fading away as he watches his brother’s hands make their way to your hips.

“no” he responds, his voice is low and raspy.

you turn your head to josh, leaning in for a kiss but interrupting it with your tongue licking his bottom lip. josh’s breath hitches and you feel his cock harden underneath you. “what about now, jakey?” you smirk, and your hand makes. its way to josh’s chest.

“i think he’s getting jealous, [y/n]” josh smirks, and jake’s breathing becomes heavier as everything unravels.

“yeah? what is he gonna do?” you respond to josh, who starts kissing your neck. you sigh out of pleasure, making eye contact with jake as you start moaning softly, josh’s hands now on your thighs.

“maybe he can get a turn” josh smiles, whispering against your neck as you nod. you stand up for a second and walk two steps until you’re stood in front of jake, he doesn’t waste a second to grab your arm and pull you down so you’re sitting on his lap, your back facing his chest.

“see how we can share, [y/n]?” josh asks and you nod, jakes breath hits the side of your neck and you feel your cunt aching. jakes fingers make their way to the waistband of your leggings, they dip inside and make their way to your cunt.

“she’s already wet.” jake groans, and you feel him turn his head to his brother, his fingertips beginning to draw small circles around your clit.

“yeah? should we take care of her?” josh smirks and you whimper in response. jake’s fingers move your underwear to the side and dips his fingers in, the skin to skin contact drives you wild.

“i think we could” jake’s raspy voice fills your head as you sink into him, his fingers thrusting in and out of your throbbing cunt. you’ve coated his fingers with your juices completely, and you need josh to touch you. you moan louder as jake's fingers curl inside you and fuck you faster.

you whimper as he pulls them out, lifting you up and laying you down on the bed, his fingers dipping into the material of your leggings once again and pulling them down with your underwear.

"she has such a pretty pussy" josh smiles and you see jake nod, licking his lips before getting on his knees in front of you, placing your legs on his shoulders as he leaves kisses on your inner thighs. you watch josh smirk as he unbuckles his pants, taking his cock out and stroking it at the view of your face. you open your mouth and wait for him; needing to taste him.

as josh slips his cock inside your mouth, jakes lips finally make contact with your cunt once again, licking a long stripe from the bottom to the top, sucking the tip as you suck josh's tip. you moan against his cock sending vibrations on his skin, which makes him whimper. the sound makes you moan even louder- jake pulling your hips closer to his mouth as he thrusts his long tongue inside you.

"does she taste good?" josh moans, looking over at his brother quickly before looking back at you; basically humping your mouth at his point. you feel jake nod and breathe heavier against your skin, his tongue dancing with your clit as he alternates between fucking you with it and licking you with it.

in a swift motion, they both stop completely and switch places. josh places your thighs on his shoulders and rapidly takes his brother's place, tasting you and moaning against the feeling of your cunt against his tongue. he holds his cock in his hands and jerks himself off to your juices.

you watch jake on his knees above you, unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants down. you restrain yourself from moaning by biting your lip, looking up at him innocently and eagerly- needing to know what his cock looks like.

and its beautiful. its a bit bigger than josh's, a bit thicker. a soft shade of pink and his tip is already dripping. he looks so sexy and dominant as he holds it in his hand, jerking himself off a little before slipping it into your mouth, thrusting it fast as the tip hits the back of your throat. the feeling sends you to the edge, your orgasm approaching quickly as josh licks you over and over again, sucking your clit and squeezing your hips.

jake moans loudly as his cock is coated with your spit, your hands make their way to his balls and you massage them as you bob your head on his fat, beautiful cock. he watches you twitch, your legs shaking as your orgasm approaches.

"she's getting close, josh" jake warns his brother, fucking your mouth and hitting the back of your throat over and over. you don't mind gagging on jake- knowing its making him feel so good. "you gonna cum on josh's mouth, pretty girl?" jake groans, looking down at you and petting your hair kindly as he fucks your mouth faster. you nod and close your eyes, the orgasm taking over.

you moan loudly on jake's dick, sending vibrations all over his cock which makes him groan loudly- his cum hitting the back of your throat as you squeeze around josh's tongue. his whimpers makes your clit twitch and your free hand makes its way to his hair, pulling it softly.

you swallow all of jake's cum after he pulls out his cock, breathing heavily as he sits back on the bed, tucking his dick into his underwear and putting his pants back on. josh grabs some tissues from your desk and cleans himself up as you lazily sit up, looking over at both of them. josh stands up and kisses your forehead softly, helping you stand up from the bed.

"that... was.." you're speechless, no guy has ever made you feel this way. never made you cum that way. you feel shy all of a sudden, seeing you're the only one half naked. you make your way over to your closet quickly and put on some sleeping shorts, needing after-sex cuddles.

"can we.. can we cuddle?" you play with your fingers as you turn back to them, and they both nod smiling. josh lays closest to the wall, patting the space in front of him. you make your way over quickly and place yourself so your back is against his chest. jake lays next to you, facing you as he smiles kindly, moving your hair out of your face.

josh draws little circles and designs on your arm, letting you relax against him. "you're so pretty when you cum" he sighs, nuzzling his face in your hair, breathing in your scent which gives you goosebumps.

"i agree" jake says softly, giving you a small kiss on the nose, wrapping his arm around your waist as he smooches so he's closer, your head resting against his chest.

"can we stay in bed all day?" you ask softly, feeling the sleepiness rapidly take over you.

"of course" josh whispers.

"i would want nothing else right now" jake smiles, and you feel his breathing slower down as you all fall asleep in each others arms.

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summary : riri bestie come to wakanda and shuri is kinda selfish

its mature they not hunching frfr

 the fits if you need a visual/ want 

riri https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1a/d9/2f/1ad92f47b48b21361a2b6a77fd7c03ef.jpg

shuri https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/d2/2e/2bd22ea92a6aff5a0169d25c2cdaa8f4.jpg

ray https://www.instagram.com/p/CkSHQj3sAL3/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

and i posted 2 times this week stop play with me. also the bestie is bdtrelilbrother from tictok i love him down .i never tried anything like this fr, yall know this only my second fic so give tips in shit i neeeed it!!!!! also this can be a part to i think i got a couple ideas!

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riri looks up from the board she is writing on. in the lab, she’s making updates to shuri’s panther suit.

“hey baby” shuri peeks up at the call

“ remember my friend is coming into town for this week he’s staying for like 2 days. i’ve got a list of things planned for us. you can always join” she smiles turning back to the board.

“knowing you get clingy and jealous as hell” she mutters to herself

“what I do not, I’m not clingy! have fun with your little friend.” shuri tells the lie so smoothly. riri rolls her eyes at the tale

“ oh, you don’t? wanna bet? I think I had seen some shoes I wanted” shuri tutts her

“ you can scam them lil college students, but you can’t scam me” she ends with booping her nose.

days pass by rapidly

riri’s heals clack with the materials of the landing deck. she walks up to the landing shuttle. okoye pops out of the aircraft with her bestie ray trucking behind her.

“ ms. willams I’ve delivered your weird, talkative friend”

“fast and safely thankyou, thankyou, general”

black pants sagging, white tee, white air force 1’s and a shiny necklace on his neck. sticking out like a sore thumb. a classic african american in wakanda. in his left hand is his large suitcase.  

finally, they spot each other. ray drops in suitcase immediately, they run and capture each other in a warm embrace. holding each other tight with arms wrapped around each other. unaware to the two shuri is spying above, looking out from the lab window.

‘they don’t have to hug for that long’ shuri sneers out

“ bitchhh you look good” the two down below, began to catch up.

“ no, ray literally missed you so much them calls just wasn’t cutting it no more” riri wipes a dry tear from her clear eyes.

“i knowwww! okay so I look good now, where are we going” ray spins around showing off his outfit

“yeahh, head to show wakanda how we get’s down, yeahhh” a nasty giggle is delivered from the two.

“okay, wait. so first I’m hungry so food, and then after that we can come back change and go out to the club” on queue riri stomach marks a monstrous growl.

“oooooo you got it all planned out for lil ole me” ray is jumping at squealing.

“ but..” riri causes him to stop jumping

“ I did invite shuri with us, she is always cooped up in her lab and I want her to bond with you also.” she nervously says.

“oh girl you had me stressed! yeah I’m down with the queen for sure” “do she know how to party tho?” he whispers, with a nasty smirk riri nods her head.

“umm she can party forsure , hopefully she just has the strength to get out of the lab”

“girl you know what! keep them lil nasty thoughts for later you have to tell me  everything later about you and the fucking QUEEN”

they enter the palace, going to ray's guess room

“ oh my god, bitch , this my room?!?”

“ uhh yea something wrong”

“ nah it’s giving black luxury!!! giving i needa find me a lil wakandan man so I can settle down here” he drags out, causing a series of laughter to erupt from the room. they put away the items and head out for food.

“okay so I know you love your nigerian food but we just gonna go by the vibes tonight” riri states while playing with her gifted personal beads

“yeah, I’ll buss it down for sum greens, ANY TIME AND DAY! plus I don’t want to get anything I can get back at home.”  he speaks while looking over to what riri is playing with.

finally getting her beads to corporate “ hey baby me and raymonte finna head out for some dinner, after we eat we was thinking about coming back here and getting dressed to go out to the club. I’ll keep you updated if anything changes. also, if you're going let me know! bye, love you.”

pointing to the kimoyo beads, “friend why is you taking to yo bracelet”

“oh these my kimoyo beads i can do a whole bunch with them. video call, regular call, record, do the lil cpr thing with them” ray pokes the beads.

“ oh okay I knew you said wakanda has technological advancements but dang”

“ yeah just wait till you see the rest of the city”

they exit the palace heading to the maglev train.

“ ri where the fuck the rails at omg”

“ ray get on the fucking train please. even if I did explain how it works, you still gone be confused.”

“ I ain’t even mad, you know me so well, I missed you so bad.”

they finally reach the city floor, orange skies complemented the tall building and buzzing streets.

“ you know wakanda give new york but like… without all the bad shit.”

“what the hell is you talking about”

“ new york like the best state kinda right, everyone loves new york. but they got high ass rent, trash, bugs, terrible homes everything is so much for lackluster. wakanda is just like new york but make it no bad shit oh and african- girl why it’s a whole mexican pop up thingy” riri just listens as her friend talks rambles on and on.

“oh since shuri made an alliance with the man namor”

“ wait the the bitch who was tryna murk you??”

“ yeah him, the talokans really like wakanda so some of them bring their food over here so yeah, but wakanda ain’t completely cut off we got food from like every african country and even soul food”

“ oh snap so they still knew the world, but was hiding from it ??? crazy”

“uhhhh yeah and yeah kbbq”

“ohhh okay well ms international want to share a torta?”

“ they got a wakanda inspired one, this beans, meat, and cheese different”

they order the food, sharing the sandwich while exploring the golden city. they stop and see different neighborhoods and downtown and malls.

soon rays legs start hurting so the exploring is cut short.

“ girl, wait, pause, my feet thobbin i need lay down”

“oh look here go the train just in time” they hop onto the maglev making their way to the palace. stepping into the entrance ray goes to his room to rest up and to get dressed, riri goes up to check on shuri. trotting into the lab,she finds it empty, still thinking her lover could be in there, she enters even further.

“shuri you in here” silence greats her.

‘hmm, maybe she’s in her room’

quickly reaching the room, she greats the queen.

“hey baby I’ve been looking for you”

“oh I was up here I stopped working a little early, how was the food?” shuri kisses the small girls forehead pulling her into her lap on the bed.

“ good we shared a torta. sooo that means you coming out with us?”

“uhhh I don’t know all about your friend”

“what baby, you never even met him”

“I’m just saying he’s really close and touch with you” riri gives a look to shuri

“see! I want my money I knew you was gone do this” shuri rolles her eyes at her

“yeah whatever I'm not going” shuri pushes riri off her lap trying to get under the covers. riri goes into the closet pulling out a dress.

“oh baby calm down, that’s just how we are. you have literally nothing to worry about I promise. this is a person that means a lot to me. he’s closer than family.” riri finishes as she slips up the short dress, “can you zip me up”

“wha what your wearing … that” shuri stares at her blankly

“umm yeah? it just a dress you should get dressed” picking up her phone riri calls ray

“are you ready”

“ yeah i’m puting on my shoes right now.”

“okay let me see the fit.” ray turns the camera around towards the full body mirror.

“okay lil gangsta” rounds of high pitch yeahhhs are said.

“yeahhhh”

“yeahhhh! you look good real bad”

“oh ooo lemme see you” shuri is already on edge. riri props the phone up on a dresser and backs away giving a 360

“my GAWD you big booty bit-” shuri slams the phone down ending the call.

“shuri… for real? why you do that” riri says with big pout

“ really…” shuri rolls her eyes at riri’s confusion. shuri zips up her low rise jeans, ready to go.

“you're deadass giving him a 360, I need you, to be for real” riri sends a text message

‘meet me at the club, and go with one of the doras’ she then drops the location  

shortly riri and shuri are walking up to the club. shuri’s arm rest around riri’s waist as they walk in. the club atmosphere is surrounded with yellows and browns.

“want a drink love”

“yeah baby and can u get ray some shots of tequila” hesitating she agrees.

the scientist stalks around the club looking for the man, once she spots him she waved him over.

“girl let’s go dance”  ray damn near yanks riri out of her heals to her dance floor.

the club is loud, lights bright, speakers blasting music. songs switch fast, at first freak hoe by speaker knockers is blaring. ray naturally turns around to riri and dances on her. creating a small crowd to hype him up. shuri is on her way back to the spot she left riri originally. spotting all the commotion, she makes her way to the dance floor. people naturally parting ways once they look up and see its shuri that’s cutting through. before she reaches the two, ray is still dancing on riri. then the song changes again and city girls is playing, the two irrupt screams.

“do it baby stick it baby suck up on that” riri screams

“WHATTT” ray answers

“until that”

“WHATT”

“hickey baby” they both scream the lyrics in sync, adding their own twist to the song.

riri then begins to dance on ray, in return he catches her as she did to him. riri dress rides up a bit and ray goes to pull it down.

“hold up bookie your dress”

shuri then closes the remaining distance, stepping into riri’s front line of vision. the younger head shoots up at the touch.

“ oh hey baby, ray this is shuri, shuri this is ray”

“heeey miss queen” shuri’s eyebrows rise to the top of her forehead, she didn’t expect him

to be so nice, but she is still pissed.

‘maybe riri was right, well we will see’

“hello good to finally meet you ray, you know since you stole my girlfriend away from me” she passes all the drinks around.

“shuri stop” riri smacks her arm.

ray give a loud cackle, “ms shuri you could have joined us earlier when we went and got some food. i never wanna steal her away from you, even though she was and is my first.”

shuri tries to bite her tongue, but she can't hold back.

“yeah, that’s cute, but I’m who she belongs to, so now what.”

shuri snakes her arm around riri’s waist, causing her dress to ride up. sensing that she then places a hand on her ass giving it a squeeze.

“OOOOO you said she was pressure, BUT GOOD GAWD” ray and riri giggle and geek over shuris possessiveness.

they dance all night, the queen finally letting loose for real. the club is jumping, the room to move gets smaller and smaller. after a few rounds of drinks and shots riri starts to feel the effects. Rihanna’s work seeps into the loudspeakers. as work plays riri grinds her hips on shuri. she turns around placing her hands on her knees fully loosing any shame or decorum. they dance to the beat, as ray tells them he’s going to the bar. riri turns around to put her hands around the queen's shoulder. out the corner of her eye she spots ray. her best friend is seen talking to some tall guy with muscles the too leaning on the bar. she is pulled away from her nosy antics by shuri.

“your lucky i love you for real.”

“I know I’m very lucky, but what made you think that this time”

“your dance on your little friend”

“love it’s my body I can dance on whom I want” they still continue to dance despite the weight on the conversation. work fades in quickie by Miguel.

“I understand that, but it��s just like, why she can’t dance with me, I’m her girlfriend. I’m the one who can make you scream, nobody else can.” shuri tightens the hold on riri’s waist.

“you are mine love, you know I don't sharing what mine love.” the queen snakes her hands down to riri’s core, delivering light touches. she knows the little drivers her insane, continuing, she rubs her clothes clit in circles. riri leans her head back on shuri’s shoulder, releasing moans that the music hungrily swallows. shuri front to riri’s ass, she persists putting the girl through hell, riri can’t wait to rip off her tight dress. the night slowly comes to an end, the boy and the couple slowly walks back to the palace.

“girl wakanda party a lil too hard for lil ole me” the group cackled

“nahh, but I did see that man you was talking to at the bar”  

“you always been so noisy, stay otta grown folks business”

“but nah I never got his number, I don’t know if he forgot or that’s just wakanda’s customs”

“It's not”

“well damn, I guess that's it for that then”

they enter the train platform and ray bumps into someone “ooop sorry bookie.”

ray looks up and see it’s the guy from the bar from. feet away, the couple sees them exchange numbers and socials. shocked and amazing at the perfect timing.

walking back to the couple “yeah, yeah! better hind your mans raymonte outside y’all”

they ride the train, walking into the palace.

“oops sorry bookie” shuri repeats in her accent tears in her eyes.

the couple head up to their room. while stripping off her dress riri sparks the conversation back up again.

“but what makes you act that way, you know I love you”

“yeah, but it just doesn’t feel good being selfish. I know it's irrational, but I do try.”

“plus, I just met ray and I thought he was some straight man trying to steal you away!!”

“first of all good thing we both gay” riri laughs at shuri’s misunderstanding.  

“and also you really thought I’m gonna give up you! YOU! wakanda, the relationships I’ve built her for some man… ewww!” riri slips out of the dress heading to the shower, shuri in tow.

“even if I was into men, he can’t do nothing. somebody that can’t even cook noodles right ? somebody that calls me when he gets scared of spiders and shit.” riri pulls the nob for the hot water to turn on.

“wow that’s crazy but not too much on bookie okay!” they giggle as their bodies become clean with the soapy suds.

#shuri udaku #shuriri #princess shuri #shuri fanfiction #riri x shuri #shuri #riri williams #shuri x riri #queen of wakanda #wakanda forever #black panther #shuri black panther

[ellieloverr]

My strange addiction P. 2

Ellie x Reader

Warning ⚠ Language, Body image issues (that's all on this part at least.)

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Ellie had came in the bathroom and noticed you crying. She quickly walked over to you and wiped away your tears making sure you were ok. You were not able to say anything because you were worried that she would make fun of you so you just told her that your parents were fighting and that your siblings need you over there.

"Hey, hey, your ok your gonna be ok I promise."

"I- I don't know Ellie."

"I promise you everything is gonna be ok your gonna be ok. You want me to drive you?"

"Yea s-sure..."

"Ok I'm gonna give you space ok."

You nod as Ellie brushes back a strand of hair behind your ear. As Ellie walks out you make sure nobody except for Ellie knows you were crying. You walk out of the bathroom looking like nothing ever happened. You stur around your milkshake but not drinking it. You guys were ready to leave, you put the money out for you and jesse. You don't get your milkshake to go you and Jesse walk out leaving Dina and Ellie behind you guys.

"Hey el?"

"Yea D?"

"What's going on with you?"

"Nothing why?"

Dina looks at Ellie like she's stupid.

"Ok.. I like(name) but I don't think she's into me ok."

"You want me to ask her for you El?"

"Nah I got it."

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It was Wednesday meaning you had one more day till you had to leave. You get your apron on(you work at a coffee shop). Dina was at her class and Jesse was at work. So you were alone with your thoughts once again. As you clock in you switch with this guy named Eric.

"Hey take this order(name)"

"Got it."

You were handed pancakes and a iced Carmel late. You notices the name on the order seemed familiar. It was your female exes order (Monica). You sighed as you walked up to her table.

Once your shift was over you went to Jesse's dorm. You and him talked and watched movies. You went to his kitchen and had gotten chips for the both if you.

"So you ok?"

You looked at him in confusion.

"I mean about yesterday"

"Oh.. Yeah everything is somewhat good"

You had told him what had happened, he comforted you by hugging you and joking around with you. After sometime you decided to pack your bag. As you open the door you accidentally knock into Ellie.

"Holy shit I'm so sorry!"

"It's fine."

You didn't really want to talk to anyone except for Jesse and your siblings. Later on you were trying to sleep because you had a flight from Jackson to Las Vegas. You couldn't sleep. You tried calling Jesse but he was already asleep. Dina was in her bed sleeping so you couldn't talk to her. You decided to try Ellie.

Ellie 🥱

2:33AM

Hey Ellie you awake ?

2:34AM

Yea wsp?

Sorry if I'm bothering you but I just needed someone to talk to but everyone else is asleep.

It's alr your not bothering me. You do realize that we have to wake up at 4:00 in the morning so I can drive you to the airport right?

Yea I do so shouldn't you be asleep Ms. Williams?

Shut up

Make me.

You guys spent an hour texting untill you guys decided to actually go to sleep. In the morning you had taken a shower and gotten into a oversized shirt and grey sweats and a your favorite soft shoes. As Ellie was driving you noticed her hair is always in a specific half up half down bun style that you have been admiring for a while now. Ellie had you strangely addicted to how her eyes shined and how her hands looked. As she dropped you off at the airport she had stared at how you look just simply walking and wish she had admitted to you right then and there. While in the airport you changed Ellie's name in your phone from "Ellie🥱" to "Els🤍".

#Spotify #ellie tlou #ellie williams #tlou part 2 #ellie x reader

[hinahaikyuu]

My Baby’s Baby | Chapter 2

Growing up with the twins was an experience, you knew almost everything about them. Including the fact, Atsumu Miya didn’t want a kid, and that was fine. When you got pregnant as close knit friends with benefits, you weren’t going to force him be a dad, but you were surprised when his twin jumped in the moment he got the news.

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This had to have been the most nerve wrecking thing you have ever done. 

You and Atsumu sat on your couch in silence. He had been here for an hour already, and neither of you had said a word or even moved. When you first became friends with benefits you set some ground rules; neither of you would put sex over your work, the sex would not have any impact on your friendship, and third was that neither of you would get in the middle of each others potential love life. But this- this never crossed either of your minds. 

“How far along are you?”

“eight weeks.”

“We’re.. are.. I don’t know-” Atsumu started, looking down at his shoes, “did ya stop your birth control?” 

“No.” you answered, showing him the proof he needed without him asking. He knew you wouldn’t lie to him, but he would appreciate it none the less. “and you’re sure no condoms broke?”

“I’m sure.” He sighed, leaning back. “I don’t want a kid yn, I’m 22 and just became starting setter for MSBY.”

“Technically, you’ll be 23 by the time the baby would be born.” you teased, shrugging your shoulders. “However, I’m not going to make you be a dad. Maybe an uncle? Maybe help me when I need it as a good friend, but I won’t make you be a dad.” 

“Ya know I would do that. I’m not gonna leave ya alone, neither would ma or Samu.” He looked at you, and he could see the fear in your eyes. “You don’t want to get rid of it huh?”

“No..” You held yourself, “I did talk with the doctor a little, and did some research and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t scared.” 

“Ya body, ya choice. I’m sorry to have done this t’ya.” 

“No Tsumu, I’m sorry this happened to the both of us.” You looked up at Tsumu who was just gawking at you.

“Ya have nothing to be sorry about, ya couldn’t get pregnant if it wasn’t for me. Like we said, we both took the proper measures, it just happened. Besides, if Samu heard ya apologizing to me, he’d beat ma ass again...”

“Again?”

“Yea. He didn’t like that I wasn’t plannin on stickin’ around with ya so he beat my ass yesterday.” the two of you shared a giggle, you didn’t expect Tsumu to abandon you, but- you guessed that was an option. Now you felt sick to your stomach, knowing he was thinking about it. 

The silence was deafening, but the surprise hug that Tsumu gave you could have saved your hearing. It took a moment for you to wrap your arms around him, this isn’t something you thought he would have done. You knew he would be level headed for you, knowing that Kita is a threat should he not be. If he wasn’t scared of Kita, it was his own mother. She loved you after all. 

“Can I talk to you about something else too?” He let go, and you wiped your tears. 

“Yeah, of course.” 

“I met this girl at the cafe the other day, and I’ve invited her to the game on Friday and to go out with us after. Are you okay with that?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” You shrugged, “I know this...” you rubbed your belly, “Is pretty complicated but we agreed our arrangement wouldn’t effect future love lives. I can make an appearance on Bo’s hip for one night, he’d be pretty happy.” you laughed, Bokuto always wanted you to go to one of these events as his ‘date’ instead of as Tsumus even if it wasn’t really a date. 

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[thatonewatching]

Church Boy-Long ride

I walked down to the bus stop. I quickly realized it was way too cold for October. Freezing my dick off outside, I heard some footsteps behind me and immediately spun around. 

A greasy-headed brunette approached at a weary pace, examining me. He eventually got to the stop and tried to peer down at me without being obnoxiously obvious. "Hey..." he muttered, not even looking down. Guess he was trying to give off the 'badass teen who doesn't care.' look. You know, he pulled it off. 

"Hey..." I replied, just as monotonously as him. "So, you new?" he asked, stealing a swift glance. "Yep. Just moved into 402." I informed, shrugging my shoulders. "Nice, you believe in ghosts?" he asked simply as if it were a normal conversation. "Woah! That was quick!" I exclaimed. "I know. Just thought I'd bring it up. Kinda surprised you haven't seen anything yet." he admitted. 

"What do you mean? Are the apartments haunted?" I ask, now very intrigued. "I mean, yea? I guess so. I've seen some shit. Especially with what happened to poor Mrs. Sanderson..." he let out a long sigh, obviously waiting for me to say something. "What? Who's Mrs. Sanderson and what the hell are you on?" I asked. "Did you meet Charley yet? Once you do, you'll understand. Anyways, Mrs. Sanderson used to live in 403, before she got murdered, that is."

"Murdered?"

"Shh, keep it down! And yea, murder. Charley did it. I was in there fixin' her toilet and he burst in screamin' like a psycho. "I know what you did, bitch! Herman told me everything!" she tried to calm him down, but he was already slitting her throat. Then he left." the brunette admitted. 

"What the fuck... are you high?"

"I wish...This is some heavy shit, man."

"No shit..."

"Anyways, change of subject!" 

"Alright? I'm Sal, I just moved here from Jersey."

"Nice, name's Larry. My mom's the janitor here. She gets a room in the basement rent-free with the maintenance gig. You should come down sometime, we could hang out. "

"Sounds good. Would today work?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Nice."

"..."

"..."

"Bus is here!"

"No shit."

"Don't be an ass, sit with me." Larry offered. "Fine, dork." I agreed, sitting down after him. He looked out the window and sighed, leaving a foggy mark on the cold glass. He then proceeded to draw a penis. A light chuckle could be heard from the giant of a man, then he turned to me and smirked. 

More like a shit-eating grin if you ask me.

"Really?" I asked, giving a sarcastic eye roll. "Yep." he answered, shamelessly. "Dumbass." I retorted. Larry theatrically wiped his eyes. Through fake sobs, he muttered something. "That's...the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me!" he sobbed, burying his face in his hands and continuing to fake sob.

"Shut up." I exclaimed, punching his arm. "Ow, damnit." he retorted, grabbing where I punched him. "Pussy." I mocked. He smirked down at me, and we started rambling about stupid shit. Bands, school, favorite teachers, hardest subjects, crushes, video games, and more.

The bus stopped again, and Larry's demeanor immediately changed. "Fuck..." he whispered. "What?" I ask. "Travis." he answered, pointing at a blonde with tanned skin. He walked to where we were and sat directly parallel. "Larry, I didn't know you had a boyfriend!" the boy exclaimed. "Fuck off, Phelps." Larry responded, grabbing at his jeans and balling his fists. 

"Or what, faggot?" Travis asked, smirking wildly. "Or I'll break your fucking jaw..." Larry answered. When I tell you a shiver went down my spine, I meant it. "You said that last week." Travis retorted, shrugging his shoulders as if not even concerned with Larry's threat. "And you call me and my friends a slur every day, get some new material, church boy." Larry responded, anger stifling. "Well, it's true. You and your friends are a bunch of homos!" Travis exclaimed, clenching his fists. 

"Not all of us..." Larry muttered, giving me a glance considering he thought I was a twink. Which I am.

"All of you? So, some of you are fags? Gross." Travis jeered, stifling a laugh as he scoffed. "No, they aren't fags, Travis. They're people with names and lives. Now, shut the hell up you pussy." Larry threatened. "Fine, fine. Sorry that I offended you. I'll leave you be so you and your freaky ass boyfriend can eye-fuck some more." Travis retorted, attempting to sound serious. "First off, not my boyfriend, I'm straight. Second, didn't you kiss a boy? I think I remember-" 

Larry was quickly cut off by Travis' words. "No! I didn't!" Travis exclaimed, drawing more attention from the other kids on the bus. "Just, shut up, Phelps." Larry exasperatedly said. "Whatever, queer..." Travis muttered, turning back to the window and looking out. 

Larry had been looking out the window when I tugged on his sleeve so I could grab his attention. "What the fuck was that about?" I asked. "Nothing. He just likes to pick fights n' shit. I put him in his place when he tries me." Larry answered. "Badass." I mocked. "Hey," Larry murmured. "Yea?" I answered. "Let me know if he fucks with you. You're an ass but I won't let you get bullied." He said, a small chuckle coming after

"Says the one who draws dicks." I teased, punching his arm. "Yeah, whatever. You're just lame!" he mocked. I rolled the eye I could and laid my head on the back of the seat. I felt Larry stand up and so I did too. "We're here!" Larry sung. "Yeah, Hell." I finished. "It's not all bad, except Travis, he's a little piss baby." Larry mocked, making sure Travis could hear. "I am not a piss baby!" Travis yelled. "Whatever..." Larry said, "Piss baby..."

I chuckled but my mask muffled it. "Alright, I'll show you to the office and classes and all that." 

"What are you? My dad?"

"Nah, but I am used to being called Daddy."

"Gross, dude."

"Whatever, dork."

"I hate you."

"You know you don't!"

"Is it too late to back out of this friendship?"

"Yes."

"Damn..."

He walked me to the front office, and I grabbed my schedule from the woman sitting at her desk. "Thanks, Mrs!" I called out. 

(Originally posted May 13th 2023 on Wattpad)

"Church Boy." - Long Ride - Wattpad

#sally face #salvis #travis phelps #larry johnosn #fanfic #fanfiction #angst upcoming #nockfell #steve gabry #smut upcoming #wattpad original #wattpad link #fiction

[billkaulitzwife]

Hcs for darry finding out his girlfriend cheated on him after they got into a big fight? 🥺

youre gonna make me cry.

on fucking dallas.

im gonna scream.

"Oh."

Darry Curtis + F!Cheat?Reader

WARNINGS: swearing, cheating, mentions of sex, self-harm, anorexia, bulimia, s/a, etc.

now playing: all around me

stream flyleaf on spotify.

Y/N's POV:

"Y/N, WHAT THE FUCK."

"DARRY, I PROMISE IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK IT IS."

The fight.

Everything had flashed before your eyes and as soon as you knew it, you had your stuff packed.

And you ran out the Curtis's door.

It had been a week since everything happened.

You and Darry went through the worst fight in your whole relationship.

Then he found out you went to Dallas for support.

And it led to sex.

Darry found out when he came to apologise and he saw Dally's ring on your finger.

"Hey, pumpkin, I just wanted to say I'm sor- wait. Is that..."

"What?"

He went silent for a moment as tears swelled his eyes.

"Oh."

He whispered as he turned and walked off.

"You fucked up, Y/N.

You really did it."

You thought to yourself.

Dally came out of your room, wiping his eyes and he reached for you, but you pulled away.

"Hey, doll. What's goin' on, who was it?"

"Darrell."

"Oh?"

"He saw your ring."

"Ah, shit..."

Pony's POV

I had never seen Darry so upset before.

When he came back home from apologising to Y/N with tears in his eyes...

I didn't know what to do.

Sodapop went to comfort him, but he just slammed the door and yelled at us to go away.

I decided to walk to Y/N's house

but Soda thought otherwise.

"I know what happened. Pony, we're gonna stay away from her."

"Wh-?? What happened..?"

Did I lose my sister-in-law?

"She slept with Dally."

I felt tears in my eyes.

The girl the Curtis' trusted most...

Broke.

She cracked.

I had to find her.

Find out what was goin' on in her mind.

She was my sister. I couldn't lose her like mom and dad.

Addi stormed through the door and sat down next to Soda, crying her eyes out.

"Shit," I thought to myself.

"Addi, it's alright, we're all mad at them."

Y/N's POV:

You thought you'd call up Johnny or Two, maybe they could help.

As the phone rang, Dallas was lounging on the couch

"Hello?" Keith answered.

"Hey, Two, it's Y/N/N.. can you ask Dar-"

You were cut off by the line going dead.

You called Johnny. Surely he wouldn't be mad, right?

Johnny Cade is never mad.

"Y/N YOU KNOW HOW MUCH YOU HURT ADDI AND DARRELL?? LEAVE THE GANG ALONE."

"Addi?"

"DALLY'S GIRLFRIEND? SCREW OFF, Y/N."

The line went dead.

You turned to Dallas and confronted him.

"Hey, Dal? What do you plan on tellin' Ads?"

His face dropped.

"Shit."

Dallas came from behind you, and running to the Curtis house.

You heard him yelling, sobbing even.

"Addi!" He called.

4 days later.

Pony's POV:

Darry and Addi had spent so much time together the past few days.

I had never seen them so nice to eachother...

Darry couldn't live without Y/N.

I looked to Sodapop as he walked into Addi and Darrel's sob corner.

I heard a gag and knew Addi was getting worse.

She always got upset when she had a fight with Dallas...

but this was bad.

She was forcing herself to throw up and...

Darry was doing the same but not on purpose.

He starved himself he was so upset.

"I'm goin' to see Johnny."

"Alright, Pony, be back soon. Love ya!"

I ran wherever my feet took me.

Track paid off.

I was running through the clearing of trees when I saw Y/N.

"Ponyboy?" She said.

"Yeah. What happened?"

Y/N's POV:

"I-I don't know."

"Addi!" Dallas was at the Curtis's doorstep for the 4th day in a row.

You felt horrible.

You didn't what was going through your head.

Pony just looked at you. He seemed like

he wanted to step forward and hug you.

You teared up and sat down on the ground.

"Pony, I don't know what to do.

I don't know what happened, it all went so quick."

"Was Dally drunk?" He asked.

"Y-Yeah..? Why?"

"Were you?"

"Yea.. why?"

"Did you consent to anything...?"

"Um..."

The silence between you two grew louder.

The wind slapped your face.

Pony looked at you with a worried expression.

"Y/N/N..." Pony was crying.

And so were you.

You and Pony walked back to the house and explained to Darry what happened. He took you in his arms and sobbed into you. Addi was still upset about the whole ordeal, but even more you were assaulted. Sure, Dallas and her would never break up... But Dallas didn't remember anything..

neither did you.

You only remembered the four horrible days that September. "I promise nothing like that will happen again, Darry."

"It better not, Dallas."

Everyone made up.

Even if they had hatreds for each other after that.

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whoever you are, anon....

you made me cry.

but it was a good idea, thank you!!

love ya, golden:))

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[topperscumslut]

are u ever gonna post the impractical jokers 90s au

ok ok so i was kinda hesitant to post it just bcuz it’s very… not well written lol. and i wasn’t really sure if anyone would actually want to read it but it seems like there actually is a demand for it so here y’all go ig 🤷🏻‍♀️

so i wrote this when i was 14 when one of my irl best friends introduced me to her online best friend who was also obsessed with impractical jokers and we decided to start a fan account on instagram and write a self insert fic together ab us going to HS in the 90s and meeting the jokers (even tho i ended up doing all of the writing which i was actually kinda happy about lmao). so you can very much tell that a 14 yr old wrote it and a lot of the plot doesn’t make sense lmaooo but im just gonna post it as it is and not try to edit it to make it sound better or anything. for now im just gonna post it chapter by chapter which is something i haven’t done before cuz i usually only write one shots nowadays so yea just lmk if y’all wanna be added to a taglist!!! but yea anyway here y’all go.

masterlist for this fic

chapter 1 word count: 475

Intro

The year is 1994. Two best friends are going back to high school after winter break, one of which newly single and sure no one could replace her so-called “Mr. Right” - until the pair meets four boys from Staten Island who just might change their worlds forever. Prepare for something amazing.

Chapter 1 - Stupid Boy

Sarah and Kendall hadn’t seen each other for weeks due to a fun, yet long, Christmas break. Both had been super busy and weren’t able to see each other or any of their other friends since school got out. The two girls hugged and greeted each other at their lockers, before greeting their friend Jasmyn the exact same way.

The three friends stood at Kendall’s locker as she put away her coat and her water bottle, the group of them talking and laughing about everything that they’d done over break.

“Guess what guys?” Jasmyn said, “I have a new crush!”

“That’s great,” Kendall sighed, forcing a smile.

“Oh no, Jasmyn, really?” Sarah said, “K, are you alright?”

“Uh, yeah. I think so. I mean Andy’s a great guy. He never meant to hurt me, so I shouldn’t let it get to me anyway. I mean, isn’t that what we both want?”

“Yeah, true. But we’re here for you.”

Kendall smiled and opened her mouth to thank the girls before hearing an eerily familiar laugh behind her. It was Andy, her ex.

The ex-lovers made eye contact for not even half a second before Kendall looked away, tears in her eyes.

“I, um,” she sniffled, “oh, I really have to go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.” She ran off to the girl’s bathroom at the end of the hall, and didn’t even have time to lock herself in a stall before bursting out into tears like Niagara Falls. How did Andy have this effect on her?

She wiped up her tears with a scratchy paper towel, wishing she had tissues in her backpack. And wishing she had never met that stupid boy that broke up with her over the phone.

“Thank God for waterproof mascara, am I right?’

“Hey, hey, guys, did you hear that?”

Shit! She thought, Someone heard me.

She peeked outside to see a group of four boys, the voice had belonged to the ferret-like one, sandwiched between one with long, dark hair and thick eyebrows - Sarah’s type - and a handsome one with striking green eyes that she could both see and feel the empathy in.

Oh no no no, please don’t see me! Calm down, Kendall. It’s not like they could come in anyways.

“I think it was just your imagination, Murray,” the final boy said.

Thank God, Kendall thought as Sarah burst through the bathroom door, wrapping an arm around her, the four boys now lost from her mind - for the time being.

#impractical jokers #90s #impractical jokers fanfiction #impractical jokers 90s au #impractical jokers au #unedited writing #90s au #1994 #sal vulcano #brian quinn #joe gatto #james murray #au #fanfic #fanfiction #self insert #self insert fanfiction #impractical jokers self insert fanfic #i wrote this in 2018 plz don’t judge me