Summary:-You are Bayley’s younger sister, brought backstage one night on Raw by her. Chris Jericho gets attacked during the festival of friendship by Kevin Owens, and when he gets backstage, he bumps in to you clearly upset. He finds comfort in you, and things go on from there.
A/N: Yet again another request (I am loving all the requests btw, so thank you to those who’ve sent them in!) asking for Christmas smut! And yes, I do know that Christmas has passed but let’s just pretend… I’ve also decided to combine it with another request for Y/N to speak in their native language in front of Shawn for the first time. I didn’t want to make it a specific language just so it’s generalised and everything :)
The first Christmas spent together is always the most daunting. It’s been over a year now since me and Shawn started dating but it’s the first time he’s spending an extended amount of time with my family. His tour finished a week ago now and he’s so relieved to be able to spend time with everyone he loves. My nerves couldn’t be controlled when I saw him walk through the door on Christmas Eve to join my family for our traditions. There is still so much that me and Shawn have to discover about each other and I’m so excited for that. Shawn is always so loving and caring and cute and he always compliments me which just makes the both of us blush. I never thought I would be able to find anyone remotely as dreamy as Shawn. But I did and I couldn’t be more thankful for that.
“Y/N… Are you even listening to us?” My little sister stubbornly asks me, pulling me out of my daydream. I look around the table to see everyone’s eyes on me, making me realise just how long I must have been distant for.
If there was a day you hated more than Thanksgiving or your Birthday, it was Christmas. The whole Christmas season was miserable, especially when you were with your family. Your family life wasn’t the best(but certainly not the worst) and once you left, you left. It had been years since you had seen them and intended to keep it that way, dropping a line on the important days.
Your family now consisted of your best friend Emily, her boyfriend Jason, and their daughter Isabelle. Most days were great except for when they were both stumbling drunk and horny, those were the days when you scooped up Isabelle and found anywhere to be but the house. Today was one of those days.
Hi I'm new can you tell me what allegedly happened at Leeds and Dallas?
“Take it Harry take it! Just like you took it a few hours ago”LEEDS FESTIVAL
right, so what really happened in leeds.
the leeds festival which both louis and harry, (and only louis and harry) went, started on saturday August 27th, 2011. it is the last public and happy appearance of HarryAndLouis before Louis is allegedly “dating” Eleanor, and this event is the last of Larry before it got closeted.
(this is in chronological order, ignore the time on the tweets because they are screencapped by people from different timezones)
before leeds fest, louis tweeted this. i cannot really say what it means, but it is highly believed that this is the end of larry being openly seen together, and the start of eleanor, because we know too much.
it is believed that, judging by their clothings, they went to leeds together right after the boys filmed this in London on 27th Aug, 2011 morning. (the video is posted on 29th)
here are some updates on that day
right before leeds fest, harry keep tweeting these tags
so after they arrived, of course they are immediately spotted by people, and here are some pics. i didn’t put too much because we already got enough proof they are together, so i’ll juts go straight to the point.
that’s the night on 27th August, then harry tweeted this
thus louis tweeted these
then at the silent disco, we spot the lovebirds
it is said that they shared a yellow tent, god knows what happened there (hence inspired many fanfictions)
here is an interview of harry and louis on Radio 1
noticeable transcript here
Fearne: (…) Right, so talk to us about Leeds Festival, what was your highlight Louis?
Louis: D’you know what it’s… The vibe at Leeds - I’ve been to a few festivals this year- I went for a day at Wireless, and then I went to V festival as well, but the vibe at Leeds is so much… I don’t know what it is. It’s just like really reallyfun, and everyone’s like friendly and like. For me the highlight was probably Two Door Cinema Club or the Bombay Bicycle Club.
Harry: How are you Fearne, you alright?
Fearne: I’m good are you sleepy tired?
Harry: Good. I’m very tired…
Fearne: Why are you at the gym?
Harry: …I pulled a muscle in my bum as well.
Fearne: IN your bum?
Fearne: Well at the festival?
Harry: No I did it on Saturday morning before we went.
Fearne: Right. We won’t talk in details about that Harry, let’s just talk musically about Leeds. What was your favorite, Louis was saying Too Door Cinema Club or Bombay. What d’you recon?
Harry: Yeah yeah Too Door Cinema Club were really good actually. I thought Madness were really good. That was really cool. They were like really funny. (mumbling).
Fearne: Did you guys camp. Were you in a tent?
Harry: Yes, yeah. Some of my friends were there so I camped…with my friends.
Fearne: ..you guys were in a tent, no way!
Harry: Yes, Yeah why?
Fearne: Really? Yes way!
Harry: Yes way.
Fearne: Wowzas! Look at you two! Doin it propa, gotta be done! I can’t say the same, but it’s gotta be done. Well done chaps.
(louis also tweeted the one who interviewed them later on)
and then we’re now at the morning of 28th August, 2011, which they’re still at leeds together.
louis tweeted this
after that it is the silent disco night 2 again
the coat on harry is given from louis, as we see here in the morning
and at night
why leeds fest get so many attention, is not merely because louis and harry are seen publicly and happily together, (coz we know they are always together), it’s because this is the very last time they are seen together like this, and because right after leeds fest Elounor is rumoured to be together. it’s so fucking important to us larries because it is what we could never getover with and what we cling on, why we believe larry is closeted.
this is louis on the day before Elounor news came out, as we may see, he’s still wearing the shirt.
in an interview in Sweden later on, louis is seen doing this. he stared at harry and fumbled at his leeds fest bracelet.
oh, harry had one too.
before it is broken and he replaced it with this tattoo. (I CAN’T CHANGE)
extra: “born me, i can’t change” is a lyric in the song “Make it stop”, which is in the playlist in leeds fest. the song is to support LGBT kids who gets discriminated.
what happened in Dallas is another legend, it’s like wellington which we all have to investigate.
here is what happened.
about dallas, this is so fucking important because we can see the closest to their sex lives, uncut. it’s practically freshly fucked harry and subspace harry, plus a smug louis and sweaty bodies.
first of all, this is what happened in the interview (i believe it’s one of those “genuinely” interviews again). can you see them??? look at zayn’s smirk??? all coupley and cuddly and fucking adorable ahhhh.
i’m thinking of what things is louis hoarsely murmuring into harry’s ears. call him daddy, would you, lou? oh but maybe harry bottoms this time.
and shortly after what louis has apparently roughly done to harry, we came to this.
so fucking hot???? flushed cheeks???? glassy eyes???? swollen lips????
he is so lost and unfocused and startled like a lost bambi i have enough proofs that i call it he is floating in his pretty little subspace. not sure if he really bottoms, but it’s, like, 99.99%.
conclusion: freshly fucked in the ass. believed more than one orgasm.
I have to warn you though, this is going to be full of clichés, weird coincidences and all in all the flufflyest fluff in the world of fluff, paired with the occasional smut. If that´s your thing, than have fun reading Room D103
When you arrive at college, everything is supposed to change. You want to become a new person, leave behind the things that happened to you in your hometown and try to make some new friends and fit in. But what happens if you end up with a roommate, who is not only a guy, but also a handsome football player/most annoying jerk on the whole planet?
“(Y/N)”, your ultimate
nightmare said, obviously utterly surprised. His voice was was
tiny, almost ashamed.
You asked yourself for the
first time ever, if he was maybe regretting doing what he did by
now. But even if that was true, it didn´t change a thing.
The place was crowded and
of course you knew most of the people and if you didn´t, they sure
as hell knew you. You got the feeling, that everyone was watching
the scene. You wanted to run, wanted to get out of here, wanted to
just vanish into thin air or at least be back in Michigan. But
because that wasn´t an option, you just said: “Todd.” Dean,
who you had completely forgotten about, even though he was still
holding your hand, tensed and you were afraid that this was going to
turn into a much uglier thing than it already was.
It couldn´t have been
more than twenty seconds since you entered the restaurant but you
felt like you were standing in the entrance for at least an hour. The
brave and right thing to do, would have been to just walk past him
and sit down with Dean and to just move on with your life, like you
thought you did by agreeing to coming back here in the first
place. But of course you didn´t do that. Instead you let go of
Deans hand and ran. You knew it was childish, you knew everyone
was going to talk about you again, but you just couldn´t stand being
in the same room with him. As you ran down the street, not really
knowing where you were going, all the pain was back in your
chest. All the loss, you had felt back then, first and foremost
the loss of your privacy, then the loss of your popularity, the loss
of your friends, the loss of Todd. Because even though you hated
him with everything you had, you still had loved him onced. And
even when you knew that he was an asshole and that he didn´t deserve
you crying over him, you had mourned the loss of what the two of you
had back in your junior year.
You stopped running,
because it was so cold that every breath felt like inhaling ice.
You realized that you had
sprinted almost the whole way home, you could even see your parents
house from here. “(Y/N)”, you suddenly heard a voice behind
you. It was Dean of course, who naturally had been running after
you. You felt sorry for him, sorry for the fact that he had to see
you like this, weak and stupid. You turned around, facing him,
seeing him coming to a halt right in front of you. Given the fact
that he practiced everyday, he was barely out of breath, but his face
was full of concern. He didn´t say anything, probably knew, that
there was nothing to say right now, he just stepped forward and
wrapped you into the most emotionaly hug you had ever been involved
in. Tears started forming in your eyes, but you didn´t let them
fall, couldn´t, because Dean was radiating so much love, you just
had to feel good, at least for a second. “I´m sorry”, you
mumbled, looking up at him, “and thank you.” He raised an
eyebrow, never letting go of you: “For what and for what?” You
smiled a bit and despite the cold, you felt warm in his arms: “I´m
sorry for snapping the way I did and thank you for not snapping and
starting a fight with Todd.” Suddenly there was a grin in his
eyes: “Well…” Your eyes widened: “You did start a fight
with him?” He hesitantly realeased you out of his arms and
shrugged: “I might have punched him in the face and told him: >
You know you deserve it <. I don´t think I´m allowed back in
that place. It was worth it though.” You started laughing.
At first it was a giggle and then tears really started falling from
your eyes, because you were laughing so hard: “What did he do?”
Dean was smiling brightly:
“Well, I guess he really did know he deserved it, because he just
held his nose and did nothing.Or he´s just a wuss, who knows.” You
grabbed Dean´s hand: “Common, I´m freezing. Let´s go home.”
You had a blast at
christmas, to say the least. It was all you remembered it to be
from when you were little, starting with the homemade Lasagne your
mother always did on christmas eve and ending with everyone snuggling
up on the couch in their pj´s, watching very old christmas
movies. The only one who seemed to enjoy it even more than you
did, was Dean. He never told you much about his family, but you
got the feeling that a christmas like this was something completely
new to him and seeing him enjoying it the way he did, made you even
happier. Right now you were lying in your former bedroom, staring
at the ceiling. Tomorrow was December 28th and you and
Dean were heading home in the afternoon. The prospect of sleeping
in the same room as him again, made your stomach flutter. You
realized, that the two of you hadn´t had Sex the whole week you´ve
been here and it struck you with surprise. It wasn´t, as if the
two of you had done it three times a day back at College, but it had
been a regular thing and you found yourself suddenly strongly missing
it. For a few minutes, you tried to fall asleep, telling yourself
that as in tomorrow, you could have as much sex as you wanted, but
then you decided otherwise. You got up and quietly snuck out of
your room. It was probably unnecessary, your parents most likely
wouldn´t come darting out of their room as soon as someone would get
up for a glass of water, but it made you even more excited to pretend
you had to be quiet. The guestroom was just across the hall and
you wondered why you hadn´t gone to his room more often.
You didn´t bother
knocking, just walked straight in, closing the door behind you
quietly. The room was a little more illuminated than your own one,
because it was facing the street and a streetlight was shining right
in the window. “(Y/N)?”, you heard his voice and almost
jumped, because you´d thought he was asleep. “Hi”, you said
and made your way towards the bed. He sat up, worry on his face:
“What is it? Did you have a nightmare?” Seeing him concerned
for your well being, made you smile: “No, I just want to have Sex
really bad.” His reaction was priceless: At first his eyes
widened, then he gulped and the he grinned, before pulling away his
blanket and making room for you. At first you wanted nothing more,
than to get under the warm sheets, but then you decided otherwise,
feeling brave and full of energy. You pulled down your pyjama
pants and stepped out of them, revealing your not so special but
still nice, black panties, then you pulled your shirt over your
head. Of course you weren´t wearing anthing beneath it and you
enjoyed Dean´s gaze, that immediately went down to your
breasts. Your nipples were already super hard because of the cold
and you got wet at the thought of how deliciously it was going to
hurt if he pinched them just a little bit. The blanket was still
thrown aside and you could see the bulge in his boxershorts. Licking
your lips you pulled down your panties too and let them fall to the
ground before climbing into the bed and sitting down on Dean. You
could feel his hard cock trough the thin fabric and it turned you on
even more. As if he had read your thoughts, he started by toughing
your nipples, twisting and pinching them just enough for it to sting
a bit, which was really good. You moaned a little bit, then
reminded yourself that you had to be quiet. It had to be the first
time the two of you had sex without talking much, it were your
bodies, doing the talking and you enjoyed it very much. Quickly,
you just couldn´t wait to touch him anymore, you pulled down his
pants and he got rid of his shirt simultaneously. You would have
loved to just sink down on him then, but it felt, like you should
enjoy the foreplay a little longer and so you grabbed his dick and
started stroking it with one hand, while your other hand went to his
balls and massaged them. He let out a muffled groan and let his
head fall down on the pillow and it had to be the hottest thing you
had seen to that day. You kept stroking him for a few more
minutes, then you moved to kiss him. It was a hot kiss and you
enjoyed it for as long as you could manage without exploding. “Can
you fuck me now, please”, you whispered eventually and suddenly you
felt yourself being turned around. Your positions were switched
now, you pinned beneath him. “Do you have a condom?”, he asked
and you realized with a slight shock that you didn´t. Wasn´t it his
job to have one? But then you realized it didn´t matter: “You
know what, I´m on the pill and I´m not worried about catching
something from you and neither should you be about catching something
from me. Let´s just do it.” He seemed to like the idea and so
did you. He nodded and then grabbed the headboard with one hand
and your hip with the other: “You want it slow or rough? I promise
it´ll be good both ways”, he whispered and you grinned: “Rough
please.” And rough was what you got. It was amazing and it
was the first time in your life you wished your orgasm wouldn´t have
come that soon, simply because you wanted to enjoy having him in you
a little while longer. When it was over, he rolled off you and
kissed you, before wrapping you in a big hug: “Do you want to get
dressed? It´s cold.” You shook your head: “Nah, with you
here, it definitely isn´t cold.”
i’d like to let you guys know that i’m doing a festive phanfic series this year! it’s like an advent calendar but instead of chocolate you’ll get a festive (smut and/or fluff) phanfic every single day until christmas, i had so much fun writing these and i hope you’ll like it too! day one will go up on the 1st of december.
1st of december preview:
April was nice because it made the world look like a happier place. Trees grew wilder as leaves turned green, the sun wasn’t as shy and he could finally stop hiding his selection of rainbow-coloured t-shirts underneath jumpers. October was a pretty good month as well. It had the release of their book and most of their tour, Halloween and pumpkin spice everything. But for Phil nothing was ever as good as December. That month equaled the C-word, short gloomy days that were a nice contrast to long cosy nights in front of the fireplace, a beautifully lit up city outside, and maybe even snow if they were really lucky. (…)