The wind whipped your hair up and around your face as Craig’s car flew down the California coastline. All the windows were rolled down, letting in the salty smell of the ocean beside you. Breathing easily you slouched back into the leather of your seat, propping your feet up on the dashboard beside you and casting a glance over at Craig.
As much as you hated to admit it, you had missed him. When you had left him, part of you had hoped that he would chase after you. And that is just what he had done. He had, ultimately, picked you. It was a little bittersweet, but as he caught you staring at him and grinned goofily as he turned the car with the road you couldn’t bring yourself to care. He knew he had fucked up. He had apologized. Begged for your forgiveness. And you caved. Reaching out to run a hand up his wrist and pry a hand off of the steering wheel to entwine your fingers together you smiled softly at him before turning your attention back out your window. Absentmindedly rubbing the back of his hand with your thumb as he drove.
Imagine being Craig’s ex-girlfriend and coming back to town
“Y/n, hey, what the hell are you doing here?” Craig asked when you walked in with Deran.
“Ran into Deran while I was running some errands, just moved back to town yesterday,” You answered taking the seat next to him. You were trying to pretend it was old times, trying to pretend that you hadn’t moved away years ago and shattered both of your hearts.
From there you spent the day at Smurfs amongst the boys. Swimming, some barbecue, and a few good drinks made for a great time. It really felt like home again.
Towards the end of the night, you were all inside sitting on the couches reminiscing about the shit Craig, Deran, and you used to get into.
“Okay, but can we talk about the fact that the first time I met you guys was because Craig stole my bike as a kid?” You laughed shooting daggers at Craig sitting across the room from you.
They all began laughing.
“I remember having to pull you off of him! What was it? A broken nose and two black eyes?” Baz chuckled punching Craig in the shoulder.
“I could have taken her!”
“Yeah yeah, whatever you say.”
It wasn’t long later before everyone was calling it a night and you crashed on the couch not wanting to drive home in your inebriated state.
I sat on the couch a little longer watching y/n as she
slept, trying to piece together the feelings I was dealing with. Why does it
feel so wrong to be texting Ren right now? Why is it that y/n is back in my
life for a few hours and I’m head over heels for her again?
What in the fuck am I going to do?
So I’m thinking about making this into a multipart fic, what do you guys think?
“What are you guys watching?” Deran asked, flicking on the lights to Craigs room before launching himself onto the empty space of mattress behind you. Craig groaned in disdain, reaching over to shove Deran’s shoulder and force him off of the bed.
“Dude, it’s date night.” He stated when Deran lost his balance and tumbled to the floor. You laughed and patted Craig’s arm before pausing the movie so you wouldn’t miss anything interesting.
“What? You two start dating and now I’m not invited to movie nights?” Deran rubbed at the elbow he had banged on the hard wood floor before climbing onto the bed once again.
“Kind of.” You teased, stopping Craig from shoving his brother once again with an apologetic smile. “You can stay for this one, but next time it’s date night only, okay?”
“Whatever. Just don’t watch anything that I’ll want to see.”
15 Minicat please! Smut if that's possible Please! Thank you!
(I do not really like smut.. I enjoy reading it but could never write it justice but I can write a good make out scene ;D)
Tyler had Craig over and Craig was walking around the house without a shirt. Tyler felt his heart rate running at unnatural speeds. His breath was quick and he couldn’t keep his eyes off Craig.
Fuck. He was hot.
Tyler wanted to do so many bad things to that boy. Craig was playing with Kino and then Kino jumped on Craig making him laugh. That laugh. Shit. Tyler felt himself slowly walking closer to Craig. Craig wasn’t noticing as he pet Kino who was licking him face.
“Hey Craig.” Tyler said plainly and Craig jumped. “Holy shit.. Tyler you scared the absolute fuck out of me.” It was obvious Craig had just woken up earlier..His hair was a mess. Tyler was so close though that he could smell the mint coming off of Craigs breath.
Tyler wanted to be closer and Kino had jumped off. “Tyler?”
Craig then felt himself get pinned to the couch.
“Holy shit.” Craig said totally caught off guard but he wasn’t complaining.
“What is this all of the sudden?”
“You are fucking with me walking around like that.”
Craig was catching on. He was horny huh. Craig put a hand on Tyler’s chest and pulled the collar of his shirt. Now Craig was just teasing him. Who the fuck does he think he is?
Tyler narrows his eyes at Craig.
“You okay?” Craig asked teasingly and Tyler got dangerously close. Craig could feel a hot breath on his face. Bringing heat to his face. “Your breath stinks… That ruins the moment” Craig says and Tyler grumbles annoyed.
“you can try~”
Tyler had it.
“Stop. Tempting. Me.”
Craig was not going to stop. Craig kissed Tyler’s neck making his breath catch in his throat and he pulls away. “Craig..” He says in a scary tone. “You don’t scare me~”
Tyler then smashed his lips against Craig’s making his teeth hit Craig’s lips breaking them slightly drawing blood. he pulls away. “You should be bitch”
Craig shivers at that. “That was rougher that normal.”
Tyler then picks up Craig making him squeak. “This will be more comfortable in a bed.”
“Tyler Brush your damn teeth first.”
Then he throws him on the bed and pulls off his shirt. Craig blushed as Tyler crawled over him and kissed his neck in all the right places. Craig became breathy. “T-.. Tyler.”
That just made Tyler wanna do so many bad things to him more. he kissed Craig’s lips and bit his bottom lip. “Tyler” he mumbled in the kiss.
This was fucking shit. Craig shouldn’t be this perfect. Tyler starts to pull on Craig’s boxers. “Tyler.. No.”
“come on! You are fucking with me!”
“I do that on purpose because I love seeing you turn in your seat wanting more.”
Tyler hated him but he loved him. He was about to tear his boxers off and Craig tries to get off the bed but Tyler pinned him down harshly. “We aren’t done here.”
Then Kino jumped on the bed. “KINO NOO!” Tyler yelled and Craig laughs as Kino forces himself in-between them and Tyler laughs too. “Fine.”
“This will give you a chance to brush your teeth i will cuddle a better kisser than you!~”
“I will be back and we can finish what we fucking started.. Also fuck you I know Kino is a better kisser. He is way better than you.”
“YOU ARE LYING RIGHT?”
Craig was left there as Kino kissed his face.
Tyler came back some minutes later just in a towel and Craig had already passed out cuddling Kino.
“Craig?” You asked, knocking lightly on the door to his room before letting yourself in. The curtains were drawn and he was sprawled on top of his sheets, blinking sleepily up at you as you walked over to lay next to him. “Sleepy?”
“You have no idea.” He mumbled, throwing an arm across you to pull you into his side. “Take a nap with me.”
“I came over cause I have something to tell you.” You pushed his hair back from his face, rubbing the palm of your hand against the scruff of his beard in the process. He mumbled something incoherent in response, but you continued anyways. “I’m pregnant, Craig.”
That woke him up once again. His eyes opened so he could study your face for a long moment, letting the words marinate in his head. “You’re pregnant?” He repeated, watching you nod. “Holy crap. We’re going to have a kid.”
Happy Creek Day! \o.o/ Uhh I’m still working on getting permission to post my yaoi art, but in the meantime, I thought I’d share a random scene from the Creek fanfic I’ve been working on for the past year… sorry, it’s kind of long… for context, I wrote this a long time before “Put It Down”, so the fanfic is based off the premise that Tweek and Craig are initially faking their relationship for the town. Tweek finds the constant acting annoying and wants to at least be friends. I’m not sure when or if I’m going to finish the fanfic. :(
I saw a thing that @misteriawoon posted, and it actually helped with my inspiration slump, so….so here. Minicat coffee shop AU. Because I have no originality.
“Medium Matcha Latte for Catherine!”
The din of the Starbucks didn’t fluctuate in the slightest. It was a bright Tuesday morning, the kind of bright that made you squint without realizing, and the light poured in from the glass windows blindingly. It wreathed every customer’s hair in stunning gold shades and made the cafe tables shine pristinely. The smell of burnt coffee beans and faint toilet cleaner permeated the atmosphere, completed by the sound of tapping laptops, small talk, and slurped frappecinos.
Despite such a perfect coffee shop aura, no mystery customer approached the counter.
“Matcha Latte for Catherine!” Craig called again, raising the strange green drink slightly higher as if it would attract its buyer.
“Can I open my eyes yet?” You questioned hopefully. Craig had tied a a blindfold across your eyes the moment you’d got to the front porch of your house. He’d taken you out to eat at a fancy restaurant, which was slightly out of character for both of you. The blindfold definitly had your suspicions, but you let him tie it on you and lead you into the house.
“One more second.” You heard some more rummaging around far off in the house, where Craig’s voice came from, before his footsteps came near you again. “Follow me.” Gently he took your hand and began leading you down the hallway. Blindly you followed him, stepping carefully since you couldn’t see where you walking. Finally he stops, and you feel his hand pull at the knot of your blindfold.
When it falls off of your face you’re greeted with a slew of flowers set up all around your bedroom. Instead of the lights being on, candles were lit across your dresser and on the nightstands. “Oh my God.” You breathed, turning to face Craig who had dropped onto one knee, a ring box in his hand.
Feelings and memories are often heightened by what surrounds the person, the senses playing an almost vital role in the moment that will be engraved in the mind and the emotions that travel through the body and soul.
Vivid colours ranging from the moss grin of the plant leaves, the almost neon pink from the flower and the captivating transparent blue from the water captured by the eyes; the feel of the wet, cold sand that relieved the hotness felt on the soles of the feet; the smell that characterises the salty sea water and the smell that clings to the hair after a dip in it; the taste of the tropical endless drinks by the pool and the noise of the birds in the morning seemed like the perfect vessel to continue the buzz of energy felt when boarding the plane.
But appearances can be deceiving; and La Huerta had been nothing but an oasis, a tempting and alluring illusion for those who were now on the island. Mislead and betrayed, they hadn’t been the first ones to fall into the island, after all, the devil knows more for being old than for being the devil.