I’ve compiled a list of bughead fanfiction I’ve really liked for everyone in the bughead fam! don’t worry if your fic isn’t on here! this is a pretty small list(i read a lot) and i’ll probably make a p2, hope you enjoy xox. 

  • all in english.
  • most of the fics are on ao3 and some on tumblr. 
  • non completed fics will have *.  


  • you taste like strawberries by aplaceformyshipstoanchor -  Betty gets a job waitressing at Pop’s Diner and Jughead has no problem watching her work. When a situation at work gets sticky, Jughead has no problem helping Betty clean up. 
  • goldilocks by lusterrdust -  Her hair just does something to him.
  • touch me, tease me by lusterrdust -  Jughead is enamored with her, her blonde hair spilling over them like a lustrous curtain and enhancing the sounds of their breathing. He wants to declare his eternal love. He wants to pour out sonnets and ballads and write novels about every freckle on her skin, every blue shade in her eye. He wants to trace his fingers over every inch of her body until there’s no part he hasn’t memorized.
  • friends with benefits by heytherejones * 
  • third time’s the charm by septemberbeauty13 - “Oh God, get a room!” Cheryl said in passing, pushing past them to get to her locker. That was enough to push Betty into a fit of giggles, burying her head into Jughead’s chest. “You know,” Jughead whispered. “I don’t normally take advice from redheads but this is sound advice.”or Jughead and Betty try very hard to get a room. 
  • resplendent by lusterrdust - A bright light all her own, his shadows are drenched in her radiance. 
  • three words by lusterrdust - Betty is an addiction Jughead never wants to be rid of. 
  • stars by lusterrdust - Despite the gritty, gravelly exterior he presents to the world, Jughead is the epitome of sweet toward her. He’s tender and considerate and just the right amount of reticent to be endearing. And though she loves that about him, Betty’s not in the mood for slow and sweet. 
  • in distance by lusterrdust -  It’s the little things he notices that make him ache for her to come back home. 
  • camp stories by jugandbettsdetectiveagency -  Betty and Jughead end up sharing a tent when the core four go camping. 
  • close calls and getting caught by wordsonpages1 - four times Betty and Jug didn’t get caught doing inappropriate *things* and then the one time they did. 
  • up close and personal (part 1, part 2) by wordsonpages1 
  • they suck at being quiet by heytherejones


  • fall in light by sylwrites - She moved to New York to find herself, but as the saying goes: wherever you go, there you are. 
  • hotdog by burgerheadjones - “Easy, Hotdog! He’s family.” How Hotdog becomes Betty and Jughead’s family in every sense. Or, where we trace the life of Hotdog with Bughead.
  • the stacks by malmo722 * - After a senior prank goes wrong, River Vixen Betty Cooper is forced to complete community service at the Riverdale Public Library with high school outcast, Jughead Jones. Romance ensues. 
  • the unexpected by spxcewvlker - "She loved that she had found peace in his arms, and comfort in his glittering blue eyes. She loved him.“ In which Jughead helps Betty with her anxiety. 
  • beanie boy by bugheadandjughead * -  “You were lonely, homeless, broken. I just gave you a place to stay.” Beanie Boy Jughead and Good Girl Betty are in it together… until romantic feelings for each other bloom between them.
  • self conclusion by nopleasestayhere - Betty Cooper is sitting at the edge of a cliff, thinking about jumping, when Jughead Jones comes to do the same thing. Betty tries to talk him down. He gives her 48 hours to change his mind. Can they help each other? 
  • drown by lusterrdust - Loss… injustice…unfairness… it’s the ugly truth of life. There doesn’t have to be a reason or a person to blame. Sometimes, misfortune just is. 
  • i’ll wait for you by AGirlNamedWhiskey * - Betty Cooper just wanted to survive her Senior year, but after being coerced into covering an underground racing competition, against a rival school, she knew her life would never be the same. Especially, when she meets the infamous street racer, Jughead Jones. 
  • space and time by agirlnamedwhiskey * - After their abrupt breakup, Jughead Jones is on a mission to win back Betty Cooper. 
  • living with betty cooper by believe_that_you_can_my_friend  - Jughead Jones, facing the reality of having nowhere to stay anymore after the Drive-In gets shut down, finds temporary shelter at the Blue & Gold office. But what happens when an upset Betty Cooper catches him on the act? 
  • red sunrise by lusterrdust -  Lifting her hand up, her thumb twirls the band on her ring finger until the diamond digs into her pinky. She pushes the jewel against the skin until it stings, redirecting her emotional pain into the physical.


  • once upon a coffee shop by javajunkie * -  Betty works at a coffee shop where Jughead is a regular customer. 
  • your eyes look like coming home by ariquitecontrary - Betty Cooper and Jughead Jones who have both seen the world in color since they met each other when they were two years old. Everyone always says that they’re so lucky to have met when they were so young, that they have their whole lives to be together and in love. There’s just one teeny tiny problem. Betty and Jughead hate each other. 
  • foldin’ clothes by birdlovesafish -  Jughead contemplates he and Betty’s situation and he does laundry. 
  • it happened one starry night by one_starry_night 
  • skin to skin by burgerheadjones * - Jughead Jones doesn’t know how the crimson crescents ended up on his palms.Betty Cooper is clueless when it comes to the messages on her arms.Soulmate AU where all the little marks and injuries belonging to Betty and Jughead start finding themselves on each other’s skin. 
  • drop in the ocean by lusterrdust - She can feel the tickle and scrape of coarse sand against their bare legs, but pays it no mind. Her focus is consumed with her boyfriend’s touch and the trail of heat his fingers leave against her skin. 
  • the exception to the rule by ShirlyGallagher 
  • do you believe in fate? by Jennimisk * - Is there such a thing as a coincidence? Or do we create our own reality because of the choices we make and the people that we let into our lives? Regardless of what you believe, sometimes you just need to be open to what the universe is throwing your way.This is a non-canon AU work based on Jughead and Betty during their college years. They have no prior relationship before meeting in Rome, Italy. 
  • dry run by Naoko Asakura - She drew a line and offered to let him cross it. 
  • lost and found by lusterrdust - Maybe as a seventeen-year-old, sneaking kisses with the blonde he’d been in love with at the time—maybe he’d had a thought or two of her as a mother; a boy’s fantasy of the blissful domesticity he never had. 
  • red lipstick by lusterrdust -  She pulls the passenger mirror down and wipes her red lipstick off, smudging the color across her skin and marking it in a way that reminds Jughead of bee stung lips after a kiss. 
  • to the first of many by jugandbettsdetectiveagency - Betty’s first Mother’s Day begins with a not-so-welcome wake up from Hot Dog. 
  • first apartment by peacelovebughead - A short series of one-shots of Bughead in their first apartment


  • break free and run by sylwrites - A Bughead college AU set in Boston; featuring Veronica and Betty as roommates, and Jughead living off campus with his dad. 
  • fall in light by sylwrites * 
  • like home by lusterrdust * 
  • bizarre love triangle by ficmuse * - When Jughead stumbles upon the yearbook from the Class of 1991, secrets are revealed that will forever alter how the teens of Riverdale view their parents.

Pairing: Castiel x Reader

Word Count: 2856 (I may have got a little carried away…)

Warnings: Smut. Smut. Smut. Priest!kink, Dom!Cas, Prayer!Kink

Notes: So as some of you may have noticed, I have a Priest!Kink. And this was an idea I came up with last night. It’s just super smutty… I hope you all enjoy it! Dirty birds ;) xox

Knocking on the motel room door a couple of times before entering, you smirked as you saw Sam and Dean. Both of them were wearing smart trousers and a button down shirt; they both looked handsome but it was also incredibly strange to see them out of plaid and jeans. Dean let out a low whistle as he saw what you were wearing. A black halter-neck 50’s style pencil dress with some black heels.

“Don’t you think that’s a little inappropriate for where we’re going, princess?” he queried as he lifted a brow.

“What?” you smirked, sitting on the bed as the three of you waited for Castiel to leave the bathroom. “A girl can’t look sexy when she’s going to church?”

Sam chuckled and shook his head. The four of you were on a hunt, a suspected poltergeist haunting at a local church in Missouri. Unfortunately, those at the church didn’t seem to want to talk to anyone about it, which definitely made your job harder. So, after a few drinks at a local bar, Dean had come up with the ingenious plan to send Cas undercover as a priest to try and get some information and scope the place out. You and Sam agreed it would be a good idea, much to the angel’s protests, and now he was getting ready to perform his first sermon, which had not been part of the plan.

The bathroom door opened and Dean laughed loudly at the look of disdain on Castiel’s face. You, however, found yourself squeezing your thighs together at the sight. Seeing him dressed all in black other than the white of his collar was making you think about the angel in a whole new way.

“I feel very uncomfortable,” he told Sam, his brow furrowing.

“You look fine, buddy,” Sam clapped him on the shoulder and started pushing Dean toward the door. “And who knows the Bible better than you, right?”

Standing, you smoothed your dress down and gave Cas a final once over, biting your lip gently as you made your way to the car. He lifted a brow and followed you outside, sliding into the back seat of the Impala with you.

Sam and Dean were chatting in the front seat as you and Cas sat quietly in the back. You couldn’t stop thinking about him in that outfit and the things you wanted him to do to you whilst wearing it. You smiled a little as you shook your long hair over your shoulder, turning to face the road as you prayed to him.

Would it be a sin to tell you how hot you look like that, Castiel?”

Gazing at the handsome angel out of the corner of your eye, you saw his head snap to you immediately, his sapphire eyes suddenly filled with heat as he stared at you.

Incredibly…”His voice echoed through your mind. You took a deep breath and squeezed your thighs together harder. This was going to be a really long service…

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Title: The Beauty and the Beast (Reader x Peter Parker)

Summary: Peter auditions for the school musical to spend more time with the reader, not expecting to land a lead role or first kiss in the process.

Word Count: 1528

A/N: Okay I love this so much it’s so cute and fluffy? Let me know if you like and I hope you enjoy!! XOX :) 

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Baby Danvers/Lena Luthor Fic Part One

Hey guys, so this is going to be as the title says a Baby Danvers (you) and Lena Luthor fic/imagine. I didn’t come up with the headcanon of Baby Danvers so creds to the person who came up with it. This plot just kinda came to me and now I’m running with it. Let’s pretend National City is close to New York City. Lena won’t be in this one a lot but she will be in the next chapter. I hope you guys enjoy. xox

Originally posted by lenazorel

Baby Danvers/Lena Luthor Fic

Part One: Lecturers and Dinners

Word Count: 676

“I am very excited to introduce you all to today’s guest lecturer. She is a brilliant scientist and CEO who’s groundbreaking research has helped many people around the world. Everybody please welcome the one and only Lena Luthor.” Your professor says and a gorgeous brunette takes her place at the podium. Your jaw hits the floor. The Lena Luthor is standing in front of your class.

Throughout her lecture, you hang on to every word she says hoping that the class will never end. When the lecture finally does end, you go up to the brunette.

“Hi, Ms. Luthor, I’m (Y/N) and I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions about the quantum mechanics you were describing in your lecture?” You ask hoping she can’t tell how nervous you are.

“I’m glad someone was listening,” She says with a wink, “I wish I could give you an answer right now, but I have a meeting I have to get to. So, how about we have lunch tomorrow at the cafe across the street at noon?”

“That sounds great. I can’t wait!”

“Then I will see you tomorrow.” You and Lena leave the lecture hall together and part ways once you’re outside.

You check your phone to see a message from your older sister.

Kara:Hey are you still coming over for dinner tonight?!

You laugh at the amount of emojis she put in such a simple text and send her a text back.

You: Yes leaving campus now

You rush to the subway and get to Kara’s apartment in twenty minutes. You knock on the door and hear the smoke alarm start to go off inside. A few seconds later, Kara opens the door.

“(Y/N)!” She exclaims giving you a hug.

“Hey, Kara. You know you just saw me two weeks ago right?” You ask chuckling.

“But it’s been so long!” She says finally letting you go, and the two of you walk inside where Alex is trying to get the smoke alarm to stop going off.

“Hey, (Y/N),” Alex huffs.

“Don’t mind her, Baby Danvers. She’s just upset because she failed at cooking… again,” Alex’s girlfriend, Maggie, teases from her spot on the couch. “So, how’s your junior year going in the Big Apple?”

“It’s going good! We had an amazing lecturer today in one of my physics classes.” You say thinking about the intelligent and beautiful brunette from earlier.

“I’m happy you’re doing good, kid.” Maggie says patting you on the shoulder.

“I ordered pizza!” Alex announces as her and Kara come over and join you and Maggie.

“Hey, you can never go wrong with pizza.” Kara says trying to make Alex feel a little bit better.

After dinner, as Alex and Maggie are about to leave Kara asks you if you’d like to stay with her tonight since it’s getting late.

“Thanks, sis, but I have a thing tomorrow and I need to get some work done on a project before then.” You say hugging her.

“A thing? What kind of thing?” Alex asks raising an eyebrow.

“Nothing. It’s just a lunch thing…”

“Like a date?” Kara asks excitedly.

“No, no, no. It’s not a date. It’s just a meeting.” You say shuffling your feet.

“You’re either going on a date or you’re meeting someone and you wish it was a date. So, which one is it, Baby Danvers?” Maggie asks smirking.

“It’s just a meeting.”

“Why are you blushing if it’s just a meeting?” Alex asks smirking like her girlfriend.

“Because you’re embarrassing me!” You exclaim hiding your face behind Kara.

“Fine we’ll leave you alone, but just know Kara, Maggie, and I could totally use our resources to figure out who this mystery person is.” Alex says and you groan.

“Goodbye, I’m leaving. You guys are too much.” You say putting on your coat.

“Bye, (Y/N)!” The three call as you leave.

Tony Starks daughter- Part seven

Tony’s POV
I didn’t want to believe it, I couldn’t believe it. Hydra had us….what’s worse is that they had Y/N…after everything that happened….everything I’d try to do to keep her safe…to keep us all safe…and they had us…
The last thing that I remember was seeing Y/N and Steve going through the air vent..and then the building was blown up and everything turned dark. I slowly opened my eyes and saw the others…all of them were awake, Clint, Nat, Steve, Ta Challa, Sam, Rhodey and I were cuffed to the walls with what I can only imagine was Vibranium steel.. Wanda was in some type of  straight jacket, and Vision was contained in a cage, an electric cage which stopped all of his powers from working..

What happened?” I heard Steve ask, the drowsiness on his face showing that he’d obviously only just come around as well.
“Isn’t it obvious? They blew the building up!” I heard Clint retort.
“Tony, you’re awake, are you okay?” Wanda asked looking over at me, interrupting Steve and Clint’s little argument, all I could do was nod, how could I be okay? My daughter and my team….my family were in a place that was described as hell..
“where’s Y/N…?” I asked them hesitantly…worried about the answer they were going to give.
“We..we don’t know Tony, none of us have seen her since the building was blown up…” Nat told me. Worry instantly filled me…she was so scared that this was going to happen and I promised her that it wouldn't….the worry and guilt becoming clear on my face.
“Tony, this isn’t your fault.” Wanda started noticing the emotions that were taking over me.
“I should’ve protected her…I promised her that she would be okay..” my voice was barely above a whisper as I uttered those words..
“Tony” Nat began. But before she could finish the door opened and hydra agents entered the room, soon followed by an elderly man(he must’ve been in his sixties), he was wearing a lab coat. Worry nice again filled me as I saw the lab coat was not it’s normal white colour…it had blood covering parts of it…. I was dragged back to reality when the man approached me with a cocky and smug smile on his face…

“Where’s my daughter!?” I asked, my voice filled with rage as the man got closer
“Hello Mr Stark..” he began.
“Where’s my daughter!!?” I asked again, getting angrier.
"You want to see your daughter, well here she is” he said and as if on cue Y/N entered the room, but she looked different. She  didn’t look scared, or worried, in fact  she looked emotionless, like a robot and that’s when I noticed she was in a Hydra uniform…

No…they couldn’t have…
“You see, Mr Stark, Y/N has always been a very good little lab rat..she just needed a little reminder…” the old man said as he looked at Y/N like he was admiring a piece of art..
“Y/N/N?” I asked looking at her, as I tried to keep control of my emotions. She looked down at me..but her face was again emotionless.
“Y/N, you need to listen to me, this isn’t you, you have to fight it, Y/N/N you need to fight it, they’re controlling you…” I stated, she began to walk closer to me and I could feel the tension in the room rise, as everyone tried to work out what she was going to do…or what they were going to make her do,before I knew it she was knelt down by my side.

“It’s your fault, all of this is your fault!” She whispered in my ear sharply. And then the old man snapped his fingers and Y/N stood up and left the room.
"Whatever you’ve done to my daughter…you’re gonna pay for it!!!” I spat at the elderly man, he just laughed in response.
“Oh Mr Stark, I don’t think you’re in any position to make any threats, do you?” He asked after he finished laughing.
"Leave her alone, or you’re gonna have to deal with all of us!” I heard Steve shout.
"Ah yes, the Super Soldier.” The elderly man began approaching Steve. “I have a gift for you,” and with that he snapped his fingers again and Bucky walked through the door.
"Buck..” Steve whispered, knowing that he wasn’t Bucky anymore he was the monster that Hydra created, he was the Winter Soldier.
"Take him to the lab, Soldier….” The old man said as he looked at Bucky, and within a second Bucky grabbed a needle from his pocket, and injected Steve with something,it didn’t knock him out..well not entirely. But it did weaken him. And after a few more seconds, Bucky and Steve left the room.
"Now I do hope you all enjoy your stay whilst you’re here,” the old man said before leaving the room closely followed by the hydra soldiers. Silence echoed across the room,none of us needed to say anything, we were all thinking the same thing.

That we were gonna kill him and get Y/N and Bucky back….no matter what..

A/N: hey guys, sorry it’s been so long since the last update, this chapter is pretty much a filler chapter…lots of drama to come, hope you’re all enjoying the series xox

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It’s You

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 555

Warnings: Drinking, fluff

Notes: Just a little drabble I came up with after a drunken conversation with my boyfriend lol. Enjoy! xox

You and Sam laughed loudly as Dean downed another shot, looking irritated.

“You should have answered the question, Dean!” You winked at him, chuckling as you took another swig of your drink. “Okay, what is your Hogwarts’ house?”

“Ravenclaw,” Sam answered immediately.

“Obviously,” You rolled your eyes, smiling playfully at him. “I’m Hufflepuff all the way. Dean?”

Dean lifted a brow and took a large swig from the beer bottle in his hand, clearly thinking hard. You knew that Charlie had ‘forced’ him to watch the films when she was here last.

“Gryffindor.” He answered with a smug smile.

“Alright,” You eyed the brothers carefully, both of them looking a little worried at what the next question would be as you took another sip. “Favourite Spice Girl?”

Sam busted out laughing, smacking his hand on his knee.

“I can only pick one?” Dean sat forward, eyeing you seriously.

“Yes, Dean,” you grinned. “That’s what a favourite is.”

“Damn.. I’m gonna have to think this one through.”

“Sammy?” You lifted a brow as you gazed at him, your heart fluttering a little.

He was smiling that beautiful, bright smile of his; the one that reached all the way up to his gorgeous hazel eyes. You became a little too entranced, Dean sniggering at you until you kicked him under the table.

“Um… the blonde one… Baby, I think?” He looked adorably confused.

“Why?” you asked curiously, noticing how he became a little flustered at your question.

“Well… she’s cute, seems fun… I don’t know…” He ran a hand through his glorious mane of hair and you bit your cheek.

“Geri,” Dean said determinedly, as if trying to convince himself it was the correct decision. “She’s super hot. And I bet she’d be really fil…”

“Okay, good answers!” You interrupted, finishing off your drink quickly and pouring another one.

Dean took advantage of your momentary silence to ask a question of his own. “Are either of you in love with someone?”

You almost dropped the damn bottle as shock set in. That bastard… he knew all about your crush on Sam, though crush was an understatement. “This is because I kicked you, isn’t it?”

“Yes, princess, it is.” Dean winked at you, looking far too satisfied with himself.

Sam was glaring daggers at his brother, his voice hard as he answered. “Yes.”

Your eyebrows rose so far up you thought they might just recede into your hairline. “You are?”

He nodded, gazing at you questioningly. “Are you?”

“Yes,” you breathed, feeling suddenly overwhelmed.

“And that is my cue to exit,” Dean grinned, earning him a dirty look from both of you. His chuckle echoed as he made his way to his room, beer in hand.

The two of you sat in awkward silence for a while, both of you finishing your drinks before anyone said anything. Taking a deep breath, you opened your mouth to speak but were silenced as Sam’s lips crashed into yours, taking you by surprise. You instantly melted and returned it, your fingers running through his hair.

He pulled away from you, a goofy grin on his face as he gazed down at you. “It’s you.”

You returned his grin, pecking his lips softly. “It’s you.”

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Beauty and the Demon // inukag fanfic

Hey guys!! This is the first chapter of a multi-chapter fanfic I am going to be writing based vvvvv loosely on Disney’s Beauty and the Beast ((if you couldn`t tell by the title!!))  like plot wise because honestly I am not even sure if I saw all of BatB but ANYWAY I`LL STOP BLABBING  ENJOY!! XOX 

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The OA changed my life. 

Enjoy it. xox

Pietro Maximoff Imagine #5- Requested

Anon: Hi! I justo live the way you write! Youre awesome! I entre at your blog every tour yo ser if you write smthing! Can I request you one: an anon is part of the avengers and Pietro is crazy in love with her and try yo be with ver but the other avengers wont ley him because they thing he will hurt her! Thank u! Kisses from Argentina!

A/N: Yesss this is such a cute request! I love Argentina! I can’t wait to go back there! It means a lot to me for you to look at my blog and like the way I write. You’re such a sweet person and I wish I could tell you but its anon so I’m just going to have to tell you through here aha. I hope you enjoy it xox  

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“Don’t ever leave me again Isaac Lahey”

V short once again but i do have requests in my draft that i’m working on..sorry i’m taking ages with the requests guys I’ve got 2 weeks worth of exams coming up and I’ve been revising like a mad man, hope you enjoy. Much love xox.

~Requests are open~


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All I Wanted; C.H. 15

A/N: Whatever you’e celebrating babes, I wanted to wish you happy holidays. Spend it with loved ones and surround yourself with love. 

PS: Dis shit is twice as long as my normal updates! Enjoy! xox

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4 , part 5, part 6 , part 7 , part 8 , part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14

I groan loudly when I awaken, Calum’s warmth pressed against my side as his soft snores fill the room. I curl against his broad frame, lying my head on his chest to let his heartbeat lull me back to sleep. I sense the shift in his breathing and I freeze when his arm curls around me and presses me closer to him.

“Morning.” He mumbles, eyes still closed while he stretches his strained muscles.

“Good morning, did you sleep well?” I sigh, throwing my leg over Calum’s midsection to absorb more of his warmth. “Amazingly.” Calum slowly opens his eyes and grants me a soft smile.

“At what time do we have to be at yours?” I question as I roll on my back and glance at my alarm clock to see we had spent all morning in bed. “At three. What time is it?”

“Almost one. I should get ready.” I chuckle, turning towards Calum who had rolled over and was peppering my shoulder with butterfly kisses.

“I should leave soon too. I don’t give a shit what Mer says, you’re spending the night. Luke and Ashton are also staying.” Calum taps my bum for emphasis before he rolls out of bed.

“I’ll see you later then?” I sit up straight, tucking my duvet closer to my body as I watch Calum get dressed.

“Of course babe. And after this you’ll get your present from me.” Calum winks as he crawls back onto the bed, his lips roughly pressed to mine, drawing a moan from my parted lips.

He presses me down onto the matters, hips rolling against mine. His hands grip my thighs roughly and I let my hands wander towards his recently buttoned jeans.

“No, no Y/n. Tonight I’m all yours.” Calum chuckles against my lips before he crawls off of the bed again and disappears from my bedroom.


Somehow I’m reluctant for tonight. But on the other hand, I’m rather excited because this friendship Christmas is something Meredith and I used to do since we were little girls with no money to spend, when we would craft small things for each other to give instead of spending heaps of money.

My makeup is done, I’m dressed and about to step into my heels, ready to leave for the Hood residence. Meredith’s present is already with Calum, so all I have to grab is my gift for secret Santa… And this year I drew Michael. I was fairly glad with him because I know all he loves to do is game when he’s not with Meredith, so a new game was the first and last thing that popped into mind.

 Within two hours since Calum had left I was ready to depart and be just in time so Meredith won’t freak out. The drive is short, per usual and before I know it my heels are clicking as I walk past the side of the house to the back door. I can already see Meredith run around, probably stressing to get everything ready in time – although I know she was ready with a lot of time to spare – Michael lounging around on the kitchen chairs and Luke is present as well.

 I push the door open and immediately I am greeted by a chorus of hello’s, Meredith waving dramatically as she disappears from sight again. “You also staying?” Michael asks as he sees the duffel I’m dragging along with me and I nod my head as I lean down to press my cheek to both boys’. 

“Wine and driving aren’t two things I like combining. How are you guys?” I smile as I get my secret Santa gift out of my bag and already start for the living room, hearing their response while I walk away from them. “Hi Mer. Lovely what you’ve done here.” I smile at her as I step into the living room, seeing the beautiful table decoration she had placed along with an amazingly big tree.

 “Hi babe. Thanks. It’s been so hectic. Oh, are you staying?” She smiles as her arms curls around my shoulders for a brief hug, eyes first cast on my duffel bag near the door. “Yeah, maybe. If it gets too late or anything.” I smile, stepping out of her embrace and picking my bag up again. 

“I’ll just drop this off real quick, then I’ll help you with any appetizers or whatever.” I hear Meredith hum in agreement but I’m already out the door and up the stairs.

 I pass Calum’s room without a second thought and drop my bag on the comfiest bed in the whole house – in my honest opinion. Luke and Ash can room together in the smaller one, for all I care. 

“I just knew you wouldn’t be ready yet.” I laugh as I peek my head inside Calum’s room, seeing him bare chested and digging in his closet for a shirt to wear. He laughs before he turns around and beckons me inside, pointing towards his closet.

 “A bit of help is in order.” I roll my eyes and walk in and straight to his mess he calls a closet. “Hi by the way.” Calum breathes and I chuckle as I start skimming through his clean shirts. “Yes, Hi Cal. Long time no see.” I smile up at him as I hold a blue button up in front of his chest, nodding my head in confirmation. “This, I love this colour.”

 “Thank you.” Calum grins and he presses his lips briefly to mine before he hurriedly walks to his bedroom door. “I’ll see you in five, I don’t want to anger Meredith even more.” Calum laughs loudly before he disappears from my sight and I lazily walk out of his room as well, only to walk into a solid chest. 

 “Oh, Luke…” I chuckle awkwardly, trying to pass him as quickly as I can but he stops me.” Meredith asked me to come and get Calum but he seemed a bit occupied…”

“He just wanted help picking out a shirt…” I trail off, leaning against the wall as I try to avoid his gaze at all costs. “I never got a kiss when I helped him out…” I can hear the smirk in his voice and when I snap my head to his in utter panic, I see it’s definitely present. 

 "Luke I - please don’t tell Meredith I-“ I start rambling immediately, stepping closer to him to beg him on my knees if I have to. “Y/n…” he stops my rambling, his hand resting on my shoulder to shut me up completely. 

 "Your secret is safe with me. I wouldn’t want to fuck over my best friend, either.“ He smiles down at me, my rampage heartbeat slowing down and I feel my breath even out as well. "But I’m not saying it’s a smart idea.”

 "Tell me about it. This is bringing so much stress along…“ I laugh humourlessly, rubbing my hands along my face before I take a step back. "Anyway, thank you. I appreciate it.” I shoot Luke a small but genuine smile before I start my way downstairs. 

 "Okay, all yours.“ I grin at Meredith as she pushes a plate of small biscuits in my hands. "Put this on the table will you?” Meredith looks tired, a lot more than you expected from just a day of preparations. I make a mental note to question her about it later. Ashton has arrived as well during my absence and I press my lips to his cheek in greeting. 

 "Lovely to see you again, Y/n.“ I grin brightly and set the small appetizers in front of him, dropping down beside him to have a nibble for myself. Luke and Michael join us and it doesn’t take long before Calum is present as well, joining the table filled with males as I wait for Meredith. 

 As she also joins, she doesn’t take her usual spot beside Michael but sits next to me, Luke on her other side. I throw a pointed look in her direction but she avoids my gaze all together. "I’m glad we did this. I’ve prepared multiple meals so I’m sure everyone will like something, right?” Meredith laughs as she points to the plates filled with all kinds of food, bottles of wine littering the table. 

 A few glasses of wine and all plates empty later, Meredith starts serving us her full course meal. By now I’m already incredibly full, but I keep shoving bite after bite past my lips because it’s so good. 

“After this I need a break.” Luke chuckles as he rubs his stomach in content, a chorus of laughter following his statement. 

 "We could exchange gifts in the mean time?“ Meredith proposes and everyone stands abruptly, chairs screeching against the tiles. We start with Meredith since she organized this get together, Ashton having her gift. When Luke turns towards me I’m pleasantly surprised and I feel like a child on Christmas morning. 

 "I hope you like it; it was fairly hard to find a gift for you.” Luke chuckles awkwardly as he places the small wrapped box in my lap. The chuckle that passes my lips fade out as I let out a small gasp at the bracelet that lays limply in the box. 

“Oh Luke that’s adorable, thank you.” I raise to my feet to wind my arms around his neck and press my lips to his scruffy cheek with a loud smack. 

 "That leaves you, Mikey.“ I grin as I turn towards him, gift in hand. Michael seems thrilled with his new game and he momentarily lifts me off of the floor as he hugs the oxygen from my lungs. "Well Y/n and I still have a gift for my sister.” Calum suddenly states and my mouth opens slightly when I realize he is right. I sort of forgot that we had gotten a gift for Meredith. 

 Calum walks up to me with the small box in hand and holds it out to me but I motion for him to give it. Meredith seems thrilled and the way her eyes flicker and glisten when she opens the small box I know we made the right choice. “Wow, this - this is beautiful.” She holds the necklace up to her chest and then I see her face contort. 

 "You know I had appreciated more if you fucking chipped in on mum and dads gift than getting me something so expensive? You’re unbelievable.“ My eyes widen as I glance towards Calum whose cheeks are flaming up like a wild spreading fire. 

"You should be even fucking glad we got you something with the way you’ve been acting lately. God you’re a bitch.” Calum seethes as his hands ball into fists. 

 "It’s always the same with you! It’s always my fault but you don’t see how poorly you treat people!“ Meredith screams and I believe we are witnessing the breaking point of brother and sister. All of us are quiet as we watch the drama unfold. 

 "I don’t even see you as a human so I don’t know what you worry about.” Calum sounds so calm and collected. It’s enough for Meredith to burst into tears and disappear out of the living room. The boys keep silent and I slowly turn to them. “Seriously Calum? You couldn’t be a bit friendlier to you sister?” I raise an eyebrow and when he doesn’t respond, I sigh and disappear after my friend. 

 "Meredith, are you okay?“ I mumble as I push the door to her room open, seeing her lying on her bed, facing away from me. "No.”

“Tell me what’s wrong.” I state, sitting down on the edge of her bed. 


 "That isn’t the actual reason. Something else is troubling you.“ I sigh, patting her leg as some form of comfort. She starts crying a bit more violently. I let her be. 

After a few moments she sits up and rubs her makeup smeared eyes. "Michael and I have been fighting nonstop lately. I think he might be cheating on me." 

I can’t suppress the small laugh that leaves my lips but I do shut myself up immediately after. “Michael is absolutely smitten with you I’m one hundred percent certain he would never do such a thing.” I turn towards her, tucking my left leg underneath my bum as I fold my hands in my lap. “What makes you think that, anyway?” I decide to pry more, hoping she’d open up a bit more and I could get this party back on track instead of this mess.

Meredith just groans and I roll my eyes, dropping my body onto her bed and lying like a starfish. “I have all night, you know.” I laugh, wriggling my body a bit to let her know I was getting more comfortable. I know she wanted to be alone, but I wasn’t going to let her be. Not this time.

“We haven’t slept together in weeks, maybe even months. He doesn’t even grant me a second look. And well you know we used to have a healthy sexual relationship.” Mer shrugs her shoulders and I can’t help but raise my eyebrows. “Have you thought about talking to him about it?”
“Well no because we’re constantly fighting!” Meredith raises her voice and I bite my lip to refrain myself from raising my voice as well.

“Meredith, no offense babe,” I start off, seeing her glare already in the corner of me eye, but I continue none the less, “have you ever thought about the fact that you’re a bit irritable lately and you’re not only fighting with Mikey but well – uh – with everyone?” I try to be as gentle in my word choice as I can muster, but I’ve never been good with words.

“You’re overreacting.” Meredith huffs and it makes me raise back up, leaning on my flat hands as I throw my raised eyebrow look in her direction. “You sure?”
“Okay yeah, I might be a bit irritable…” Meredith laughs and I bite my lip, shaking my head at how easy this suddenly went. “You know, just talk to Michael. And I advise you to talk to Calum and apologize to him in the morning, let him cool down. That present was from the both of us and he really wanted to get you a nice gift, you know?” I raise to my feet to get Michael so they could have their talk, and I could go and see if Calum was feeling alright.

“Yeah, I’m sorry. Thank you for the lovely present, Y/n. I’ll come down in a bit.” Meredith sighs as she starts rubbing the smeared mascara from underneath her eyes. “I’ll send Michael up, just talk.” I don’t wait for her to answer anything as I already descend down the stairs. I don’t find any of the boys inside but I hear their voice chime from the back terrace, their voices dying down when they see me appear in sight.

“Michael, I advise you to go and talk to your woman. It might solve a lot of our problems.” I breathe, my fingertips digging into the back of the chair Calum was occupying. His features look puzzled, but he gets up none the less and disappears inside. “Are you okay?” I sigh, squeezing Calum’s shoulder once. “I’m fine.”

“You know what? I’ll make us some drinks, I’m sure we can use some.” Ashton sighs, pushing himself up from the table but he stops in his tracks beside me. “Anything you fancy more?”
“I like coconut.” I grin, stepping around the table to let my bum fall on the wall edge of their terrace.

“Come here.” Calum motions me over and I let my gaze flick to Luke briefly before throwing Calum a confused look. He pats his lap and I raise to my feet but still keep at least a meter between us. “What about -?” I start but he shuts me up with a hiss and pulls me onto his lap. “I don’t give a fuck right now. Come and sit.” Calum groans and I throw my legs over his, arm thrown over his shoulders as I see Luke smirk in the corner of my eye.

Calum’s fingers are slowly trailing along my thigh, underneath my dress. He and Luke are having a conversation which I’m not involved with, my head lying on Calum’s shoulder as I feel myself drift up. The holidays are tiring. I sit up straight, eyes wide when I hear Ashton clattering utensils just a few meters away. I try to get up but Calum pulls me back down, his hot, plump lips pressed against my neck fairly quickly. “Stay.”

Ashton returns with a plateau filled with glasses of a pinkish liquid and ice cream. “I thought we could have dessert now, I don’t think Mikey and Meredith are coming down any time soon.” Ashton smirks, setting his plateau down and starts handing out a glass for everyone along with a plate with ice cream. “Thank you, such a gentleman.” I grin at him as he holds it out for me to take.

“You know, I’m ready to call it a night. This whole evening was a lot more tiring than I had expected.” Luke breathes as he shoves his now empty plate away from him, his wine glass filled with cocktail in his other hand, ready for a sip. I hum in agreement, wiggling in Calum’s lap – still – to make myself more comfortable.

“Indeed. It was nice having a Christmas with you but I’m knackered.” Ashton chuckles as he raises his glass for a toast, and all of us reciprocate by raising our glasses as well. It takes us five, maybe ten minutes for us to finish our drink. Luke and Ashton disperse towards their guest bedroom for tonight, leaving me alone with Calum who is still finishing his smoke. “Are you ready for your present, babe?”

Pietro Maximoff Imagine- Request #2

Request: hi! I don’t want to bother you but could you write something Pietro x reader that they are kind of enemy (shes an avengers enemy acctually) but its not her fault at all, she was raised by the enemys (i hope u understand that) its kinds like pietro and wanda with HYDRA, she was trained to fight against pietro so she can move fast. But they have that sexual tension between there and they fall in love slowly. I’m sorry I just want that so much haha sorry about my english i’m not fluent.

A/N: NO NEED TO APOLOGISE!! I WASN’T FLUENT UNTIL A FEW YEARS AGO!!!  AND YOU’RE NOT BOTHERING ME YOU ARE AN AWESOME PERSON!! And yes of course I can do it I just hope that you like it! I only wrote the sexual tension..not the actual sex because you didn’t say it so I only assumed so i am sorry…the requests that I will be able to do this week are “First time with Pietro”, and “Giving Pietro Caffeine”. The last request will be posted over the weekend. Requests are still open until Thursday of next week! Enjoy xox

Today was the day. You have been training for this day for almost seven years now. This day was supposed to come earlier but then the Maximoff mutants had to come in and ruin the plans. The plan was to attack the Avengers tower, destroy JARVIS, and eventually take all of the avengers down. Ever since the Maximoff twins joined the avengers you had been assigned from taking down Stark, and focus on Quicksilver. And god was he hot. Ever since you were introduce to him–well ever since the scientists (the ones who survived the destruction of HYDRA and created their own group) showed me the fast Maximoff– you just wanted him. You shifted in your seat in the aircraft. You sighed trying to clear off any possible thoughts that might distract you. You had to take him down…not go down on him. You were given the same formulas and medication that was given to Pietro, so you had his speed as well. However, you had the hand to hand combat training that you were told he didn’t.

“Nervous?” Ryan, who had been tested on as well– except he had some kind of teleportation powers–asked you.

“A little.” You replied curtly. He let the conversation drop as you saw the avengers tower come into view. The aircraft dropped you, Ryan, and Klaus who was the technology geek, were dropped off the very top of the tower. Klaus lead you and Ryan to the side of the building.

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Just; C.H. 19

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“Text him.” Sherilyn pushes me, four bottles of beer and two bags of chips into our girls’ night, and I probably shouldn’t listen to an intoxicated Sher, but I’m just as far gone as she is.
I giggle, holding my hand in front of my mouth. Someone in the back of my brain is screaming ‘no’ over and over again in high pitched squeals, but my fingers grabble for my phone anyway.

I’m all set before I pause. “But what?”
Sherilyn merely rolls her eyes as she snaps the phone out of my hands, her fingers tapping away before she hands it back. Hi.
“Wow, the subtlety you possess blows my mind.” I giggle again and I am just quick enough to dodge Sherilyn’s flailing arm as she tries to smack me across the head.

“Stop trying to make everything so complicated. It’s a guy, guys are the simplest life forms on earth. Don’t make it too hard for them.” Sherilyn chuckles as I shake my head, pulling the blanket further up her legs. It had become chilly now that summer was nearing its end.

“Ah Sher, I’m sure there are simpler life forms than a man. Although I must agree they sometimes have the characteristics of a homo habilis.” I laugh and Sherilyn merely stares at me, which makes me burst into hysterics even more. “Small and primitive man? No?”

“I’m not a nerd like you. I know homo erectus, like every high-schooler does. That’s about it from biology knowledge.” I snort loudly, pushing my bum off of the sofa to get us a refill of beers.

“I pity the boy you have to have coitus with. Poor Ash.” I hear a yell from behind me and I can only laugh, biting my lip as I uncap two bottles of Stella. “Y/n?” Sherilyn yells from the living room and I stalk back, bottles in hand and another bag of chips underneath my arm.

“Calum answered! I see his name on your thingy.” Sherilyn waves my phone in my face and I almost drop the bottles as I feel my heart flutter. Hey
“And now what? I can’t just casually go ‘how are you’ I mean we’ve never been this awkward.” I groan as I let myself drop onto the sofa, phone falling out of my hand to my left. Sherilyn grasps the device in her hands as she stares at the lit up screen.

“I would go with a how are you. I mean you can always ask him to hang out tomorrow and see what it’s like. And probably explain what the Luke-thing was.” Sherilyn shrugs her shoulders as she throws my phone back onto my lap, settling back in her original position as she searches for another chick flick on Netflix.

The movie she had chosen had ended and Calum hadn’t answered. That also meant I tried to find my breaking point of alcohol consumption. And I had almost found it. I know I would be awfully sick in the morning, my stomach already arguing when I let the last sip of my eleventh beer flow past my lips. I look to my right, Sherilyn asleep, laying stretched out on my spacious sofa as she softly snores.

I can’t help that I always get extremely riled up whenever I’m drunk, and I’m sure I will regret what I’m about to do now.
It takes Calum less than a minute to reply to my sext, and I’m actually quite surprised with his fast response, but also offended that he would answer this so quickly.

I wish you had such a dirty mouth when you were underneath me.

I involuntarily bite my lip, my tongue poking out to wet my bottom lip as my fingers hoover over the keyboard. I quickly type a response, a little blush crawling onto my cheeks as I feel the excitement bubble through the pit of my stomach.

Oh baby, not before I’ve had you on your knees xo

I let a small gasp leave my lips at his expertise in sexting. By now my own fingers were rapidly typing away as I felt the urge and need in my core skyrocket. Thank god I don’t have to wait long for a response.

You have no idea how many things I still wanted to do to you

I keep quiet as I simply stare at my phone in shock. If there was anything that had sparked the alarm in my head, it would have been this response. I know this was just playful banter but by now the alcohol had left my system and I somewhat hoped I could lure him in for another time. The hunger and obvious arousal I had felt dissipated as soon as it had arrived. I had blown my chances with Calum.

“Can we talk?” I hesitate to hit send, but eventually I just close my eyes and let my thumb hit the touch screen. Calum may have responded quickly for the past hour, but now I didn’t get any. I waited for a minute, five minutes, fifteen, which turned into an hour before I started to dose off. When I awake, the first thing I do is check my phone, but I come up empty handed.

“What’s wrong? Did Calum agree to talking later?” Sherilyn whispers as she passes me, taking a cup of coffee from Linda’s outstretched hand. “No, he didn’t respond.” I sigh, dropping my phone onto the table and heading upstairs for a cold shower.


“You’re ready. You can do it Luke, your trial exam was almost spotless. Just stay calm and all will be alright.” I smile, squeezing his shoulders as I stand over him, his body slumped against the seat as he stares down at his ten-centimetre-thick book.
“But what if I am not ready? I could lose my scholarship because of fucking biology.” Luke groans, threading his fingers through his blonde unruly hair before he gives it a harsh tug.

“Luke, we’ve spent almost all of summer revising. I know you’re ready for this.” I close his book for him, Luke pushes his chair back to raise to his feet.
“Thank you for all your help, Y/n. I wouldn’t have done it without you.” I smile as he opens his arms for a hug and I willingly step into his arms, winding around my shoulders as I throw mine around his waist to give him a comforting squeeze. “Welcome, dear. Anytime.”

As we hear the scraping of a throat, both Luke and I slowly pulling away to see Calum in the doorway with a raised eyebrow.
“Hi – uh Cal.” I smile but he just hums in response and pushes past me, his head disappearing into the fridge. The sizzling pop is the only sound in the kitchen, both Luke and I staring at Calum as he appears to be ignorant to the other presences in the room.

“Football practice at five.” He just mumbles before he disappears and I feel a jab in my heart when he’s out of sight.
“What happened between you two?” Luke questions as soon as we hear a door slam closed again, indicating Calum had taken retreat back into his own bedroom.

“I think he knows.” I shrug my shoulders, biting my bottom lip harshly as I try to keep any forming tears at bay. “What? Are you serious?” Luke shrieks as his body swiftly turns towards me, eyes widened as I merely hum in acknowledgement. “I think so. It felt as – as goodbye.” I can feel the tears almost spill over as I redirect my gaze to a blank space on the wall, fingers fumbling with themselves as I wait for Luke to respond. Anything comforting right now would be a blessing.
“But he didn’t say anything about it?”

“Why would he? We were just friends, after all. I’m free to do what I please.” I shrug my shoulders, leaning against the wall as I watch Luke pace back and forth in their small kitchen. I’m surprised with myself that I can keep calm under such circumstances. After a few days of me trying to figure out whatever had happened after that barbecue, and after the sleepover with Sherilyn, I had come to terms with myself that I had royally fucked up and that was it. Now I had to accept it. He was up and about when I woke, nowhere to be seen. Only Luke and Ashton were in the house, Luke needing my tutoring.

“Didn’t you tell him that it was a mistake? That it meant nothing?” I chuckle dryly, keeping the smirk on my face. “Did he ever give me the chance to? I mean, He didn’t even say anything about it. I could just feel it.”

“What happened when you were both upstairs? Calum never came down again after downing a few shots of tequila.” Luke questions as he stops in his tracks, turning towards my resting frame. A soft smile sets onto my lips, my eyes slowly drifted closed as I recap the happened events.

“We uhm – well yeah.” I shrug my shoulders again, something that seems to become a second nature to me by now. “Ah.” Luke makes a noise of acknowledgement as he smirks, but it is wiped off of his lips rather easily when he thinks of everything that happened after.
“You think it was – like – ?”

“Like a good bye of sorts? I honestly believe so. I’m not welcome anymore.”


“Has she been outside in the last days?” I hear Rosalee ask. I stop in my tracks, hiding myself from view as I wait for a response whoever Rosalee is speaking to in the kitchen. I almost scoff loudly when I hear Linda respond in a hushed tone, probably keeping quiet so the loner upstairs wouldn’t hear – me.

“I don’t think so. Sherilyn told me there have been bumps in the road with Calum. Maybe that’s what this is about…” Linda trails off and I can hear high clicking against our flooring. I take a few steps back to make sure they both wouldn’t notice me, my back flat against the wall. All I wanted was another bag of chips and a can of red bull. Maybe it’s true that I’ve sort of been locking myself in my room for the past days, but I just bought a new video game and I was just really addicted to it. That’s all.

“I knew Calum was bad news. I didn’t know Y/n would fall that hard and that fast.” I can hear Rosalee sigh, and I’m having trouble deciphering if she’s disappointed in me or feels sorry for me – either way, I’m not very pleased with hearing two of my closest friends gossiping about me.

“Calum has his charm; I’ll give you that. And I too believed that Y/n would change him. I mean they have been spending so much time together and I heard other girls complain around town how none of them got any luck with the Calum Hood lately, I – well I hoped for the best.”

I feel the tears sting, but I don’t know exactly why. Maybe because just his name brings up wounds I didn’t know existed in the first place, because honestly what was wrong? He just stopped answering my texts, it could just be that when I go back upstairs I receive a message with ‘Sorry I was a dick, having a rough time. Wanna meet up?’ or something and I’m just overreacting.

Or that it actually touched me that he didn’t do anything with another girl while we were … growing closer together. I always had hoped I was the only one he was doing whatever with, but I never expected it. When there aren’t labels involved, it’s quite easy to go with the ever so old excuse – we aren’t together, are we?

“I’m glad she’s going away for a bit. Being around her girls and being carefree will cheer her up a bit. Y/n’s always been someone who feels too intense.” I can just see Rosalee shrug her shoulders as she speaks and I roll my eyes. While I do that, I feel a tear slip down my cheek and I feel my anger bubbling at myself for being so damn emotional in these past few days.

“I don’t think this road trip will do as much good as you’re hoping, Rose. She may act fine, but that little head of hers is filled with worry and doubt.” I curse Linda for knowing me a bit too well.
It’s true that I tend to keep my emotions or feelings to myself. I’ve never appreciated people that shared everything with others, someone where you could read what they’re thinking by just staring at their faces. There wasn’t any mystery and that’s what intrigued me about human beings.

“But she’s someone that knows how to collect herself at record speed. Either way, I’m sure she’ll be fine.” Rosalee reciprocates and I hear Linda laugh in response. “Even if not, I’ll be there to kick that bitch’s ass if necessary.”

I let a tiny chuckle escape my lips as well, shaking my head as I turn back towards the stairs. Once I’ve crept back completely up the stairs, I make a big fuzz about coming down, stomping my feet especially hard to make sure they knew I was coming downstairs.
“Hi Y/n, how are you feeling?” Rosalee smiles at me and I see Linda giving me the same treatment. The first genuine smile in days makes its way onto my lips as I lean against the open doorway.
“Splendid. I was thinking – want to go out for a drink?”

Part 20

Ex- Friends 'Til The End

Hello dearies! 

Here’s the smut for you all! Following a very democratic process I’ve decided that Calum would be the star of the show! I hope you guys enjoy it!



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Ex-Friends ‘Til The End

‘Fantastic show tonight Y/N, you guys were on fire!’

‘Thanks Nige. Couldn’t have done it without you pal!’, you laugh as you make your way back towards the dressing room. He was right, tonight had been a pretty kick ass show. The crowd was fantastic and you felt like you were on cloud nine when you heard them singing your songs right back to you. You’d been touring for a while now but that felling never got old. Smiling to yourself you push open the door of your shared dressing room to be greeted with the sight of eight grown men mock wrestling on the floor.

‘Y/N’, your bandmate Quinn calls from across the room when he spots you, ‘where have you been? We thought you’d been kidnapped.’

‘I went for a shower dipshit! It’s called personal hygiene, you should try it out sometime’, you retort earning a chorus of laughs from both your own band and the one you were touring with.

‘Always with the sass’, you hear Luke groan from underneath the pile of bodies. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t enjoy the playful banter that came with touring. It was, in your humble opinion, the best job on the planet. You weren’t even sure if you’d call it a job. Did travelling the world playing shows to thousands of people every night really count as work?

‘Alright losers, everyone to the busses please! We’re heading straight for the hotel tonight so anyone who isn’t on the bus in ten minutes, gets left behind’, your tour manager and life-long friend Y/F/N calls from the doorway, ‘and for the love of god, would it kill you people to shower after a show? It smells like a zoo in here’.

‘Hey! I take personal offence to that statement!’, you cry in mock outrage.

‘Don’t worry Y/N’, you hear a voice say close to your ear as you feel a hand been placed gently on the small of your back, ‘I think you smell great’.

‘Easy tiger, we wouldn’t want the others to hear you now would we?’ you whisper, nudging him slightly with your elbow and walking away, being sure to put an extra sway into your hips knowing his eyes would still be on you.

‘What was that about?’ Y/F/N asks catching up to you and linking her arm through yours.

‘What was what about?’ you shrug nonchalantly.

‘That saucy little exchange I just witnessed between you and Calum, that’s what’.

‘I have no idea what you’re talking about. How far away is this hotel?’, you ask, hoping she’ll drop the subject.

‘Don’t try to change the subject honey,’ she jeers, ‘I’ve known you since we were four years old. I know your flirting face and believe me I’ve been seeing that face a heck of a lot lately. Especially when a certain Calum Hood happens to be around.’

‘Bullshit’, you scoff, hoping against hope that you’d managed to put her off the scent.

‘I’m just looking out for you. I don’t want to see you getting hurt. I don’t know what arrangement the two of you have going on but just be careful yeah?’

Thankfully, the two of you reach the bus before you were compelled to give an answer.  You already felt bad for sneaking around but having to lie to your best friend’s face was more than you could handle. You weren’t sure why you and Calum had come to the unconscious decision to keep your relationship a secret but you preferred it that way. Living with nine other people in very close quarters meant that you rarely had any privacy, so maybe you just enjoyed having this all to yourself? And besides it wasn’t really a relationship in the traditional sense. You were fuck buddies. Just there when one of you needed a release. Right? You didn’t have time to analyse the situation any further as you were jerked forward by the bus grounding to a halt outside, what you assumed was your hotel. Grabbing your bag, you wearily make your way off the bus and into the lobby to grab your room key.


‘Finally’, you groan as you flop down onto your monstrous double bed. The adrenaline from the show was starting to wear off and your muscles were beginning to ache with fatigue. You were never so glad to have a room to yourself. Normally you ended up sharing with someone, but tonight the gods were smiling down upon you. Or so you thought. You were debating whether to have a bath or to order some room service when a sharp rapping on your door pulls you from your musings.

‘Someone had better be dead or dying’, you warn, pulling open the heavy hotel room door, only to be greeted by the smiling face of Calum Hood.

‘Hello gorgeous’.

‘Cal, I’m really not in the mood’, you start to protest but you’re cut short by the tall boy barging past you and into your room, completely ignoring your objections.

 ‘Well how about I put you in the mood then?’ he grins, as he kicks off his shoes and settles himself on your bed.

Dammit. How did he turn you on so easily? Were you really that easy that a cheeky smile and a cheesy line could hook you in? You look over at him and already you can see his eyes have darkened with lust. He’s looking at you now in a way that a lion might look at its prey. He motions you over to with a curl of his finger and against your better judgement you obey. He opens his legs and you take your place between them. His hands roam south immediately, coming to rest on the tight material of your jeans.

‘I’ve been thinking about this all day baby’, he mumbles against your lips, ‘I’ve been thinking about what I’m going to do to that pretty pussy for hours. I loved watching you on stage tonight. All of those boys were watching you too. Imagining what they’d do to you. But it’s only me who gets to have you, isn’t that right princess?’

‘Fuck, yes baby, it’s just you’, you groan as his hands make their way around to fiddle with the button of your jeans.

‘Who’s pussy is this baby?’ he asks when he finally works the tight denim material down your legs.

‘Yours Cal’, you moan breathlessly.

‘Excuse me, I didn’t catch that?’

‘It’s yours Calum, it’s yours’, you say moaning louder now as his one hand snakes into your panties, to stoke your folds while the other hand tears your shirt from your body.

‘That’s right baby girl. It’s all mine. And I’m going to make this pussy feel so good. Would you like that baby? Would you like me to make this pussy feel good?’

‘Yes’, you scream, desperate now for his touch. Your hips rise towards him involuntarily, in an attempt to ease the throbbing in your clit.

The breath is ripped out of your lungs and you collapse forward onto his shoulders with an almost pornographic moan as you feel two fingers plunge into you.

‘Fuck Calum’, you moan as he begins to pump them furiously.

 ‘You are so fucking beautiful Y/N. Do you know that? So fucking beautiful’, he sighs, his fingers still moving at a frantic pace.

 ‘Shit Cal, I’m so close,’ you whine, bucking your hips up to meet his hand.

‘Not yet baby’, you hear him say before you’re lifted and thrown roughly onto the bed. Kneeling at the foot of the bed Calum grabs your ankles and pulls you down to meet his mouth. Once he has you where he wants you, he starts to nibble and suck on your aching clit, all the while still working you with his fingers. Your senses are in overdrive as Calum pushes you closer and closer to the edge.

‘Calum’, you cry desperately, ‘I can’t hold it. Please. I have to come’.

‘Then do it’, he says, his lips never leaving your sensitive bundle of nerves, ‘come for me baby’.

Your back arches off the bed and your hands fly to his hair as your thighs quake on either side of his head. Your breathing is strangled and rough and you could swear to seeing stars.

‘Fuck Y/N, you look so hot when you come for me’, he growls as he stands watching you. You hadn’t even noticed he’d stood up. His own hand is palming his hardening bulge and the sight makes you need him all over again. You watch, enchanted, as he practically tears his clothes off and aligns his body with yours once again.

‘Are you ready baby?’, he asks running his cock over your slit, already knowing the answer. Your head falls back and your eyes roll to the back of your head in sheer pleasure as he buries himself in you. You expect him to start thrusting hard and fast like he normally does, so it catches you totally off guard when you feel his soft lips press against yours. His hand moves to caress your cheek and when he does eventually start to move, his thrusts are deep and slow.  You open your eyes to look at him and a breath catches in your throat when you realise he’s staring right back at you with a look you’ve never seen before.

The room, which is usually filled with animalistic moans and profanities, is silent save for the sounds of your laboured breathing. You can feel yourself edging closer to your orgasm with every thrust Calum lands to your g-spot. You know he’s getting close too judging by the way he’s gripping your hips.

‘Are you close baby?’ he whispers softly.  

‘Yes’, you breathe out.

You come with only a strangled cry of his name passing your lips and he follows in the same way. You’d never come this way before. Normally it was hard and fast but this was something else entirely. It was soft and loving. Holy shit, had Calum just made love to you?

‘You need to leave’, you pant with panic lacing your voice as you push him away and lunge for the sheets to cover yourself.

‘What? Y/N? Why?’, Calum questions, the unmistakable look of hurt on his face.

‘Because that wasn’t part of the deal Calum’, you cry out as tears begin to prick at the back of your eyes, ‘this wasn’t supposed to happen’.

‘But Y/N…’

‘No Calum! Just leave!’

‘Fine. You want me to go? Fine, but I’m not fucking coming back’, he storms pulling his clothes back on, his hurt morphing into anger as he charges out the door.

‘This wasn’t supposed to happen’, you tell yourself again as the tears fell freely down your face, ‘you weren’t supposed to fall for him.’




“I-I’m ready”

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