Prompt: Unrequited loves a bitch but Brett is your
prefect distraction. (Inspired by I Got You – Bebe Rexha)
Warning: Smut, getting high, slight angst and swearing.
You smiled over at the pack as you spoke to your boyfriend.
You laughed at something Sean, tucking your hair behind your ear. After a few
heated kisses with him he said he was going to speak to his friend so you made
you way over to the pack. Lydia was looking at you with a smirk as soon as you
arrived. You smiled and started to speak to Kira and Lydia about what everyone
was doing over the weekend.
“I don’t like him.” Stiles interrupted as you were about to
open your mouth.
“Who?” You asked confusion gracing your voice.
“Sean.” He stated as
the guys looked worriedly between you and Stiles.
“Well you’re the only one who has a problem with him.” You
sassed, your arms crossing across your chest.
“Not true actually I dislike him too.” Isaac sassed back.
You shot him and looked at Liam waiting for more opinions.
“I don’t trust him.” Liam muttered shyly, you looked to
Mason and Cory.
“He has a reputation.” Mason whispered but Cory nodded in
agreement so you glanced at Scott, he was your alpha so whatever he said you
would soak in more.
“If you love him be with him. Just be cautious. Okay?” He
smiled over the table at you softly and you just nodded in response.
After school was over you made your way to your sleep black
pickup truck, only to find Brett leaning against it. You grinned at him as he
opened his arms. You ran into his arms as he lifted you up, your legs dangling
quite far from the floor. After a minute he put you down you stared up at him
with the biggest smile ever.
“So how was your trip with Satomi?” You asked softly as he
leaned against your car crossing his arms.
“It was good I learnt a lot. I missed my best friend
though.” He chuckled before bring you in for another hug but we were
interrupted by a throat clearing. You pulled away to see Sean there with a
pissed of look placed on his face. You moved away from Brett as they both seemed
to be sizing each other up. Compared to Brett, Sean was shorter he was about
“Who’s this?” Sean finally spoke his tone serious.
“This is Brett my best friend. Brett this is my boyfriend
Sean.” You stated almost automatically.
“How come I’ve never seen him before?” Sean asked still not
taking his eyes off Brett.
“He goes to Devonford prep. Plus he’s been travelling.” You
stated proudly as you smiled over at Brett who returned the smile easily but
then turned his attention back to Sean.
“Right anyway you still coming to that party tomorrow?” Sean
asked his voice still strained.
“Yeah. You coming Brett?”
“Whose party is it?” He questioned softly.
“It’s Lydia’s her mom’s away this weekend so she’s throwing
a party.” You stated, gasping when you remembered you were going shopping with
“Shit I gotta go! I have a shopping trip with Lydia.” You
exclaimed as you jogged over to Sean giving him a soft kiss before turning back
to your car.
“You coming Brett? Stiles, Mason and Cory are coming too.”
You made your way to the driver’s door as you spoke. He opened the door for you
before offering his hand so you could step up easier. He made his way round to
the passenger’s side, getting in and looking to you as you started backing out
the parking lot.
“So new boyfriend?” He finally said after 2 minutes of
driving you nodded in response. He grunted as if he was thinking but you
decided not to ask. After 5 minutes you arrived at the mall, you immediately
saw Lydia, Stiles, Mason and Cory stood by Stiles’ jeep. Once you cut off the
engine and started grabbing you bag, Brett got out and made his way round to
your door. He opened it, grabbing your bag before grabbing you and throwing you
over his shoulder making you squeal.
“Brett put me down you caveman!” You laughed as you
playfully hit his back, he put you down once you arrived in front of the pack.
“Okay so Mason and Cory you being here makes sense but
Stiles what you doing here?” Brett laughed as Stiles pulled a sour face.
“Because my boyfriend has horrible taste in clothes and we
need to update his wardrobe.” Lydia stated her lips doing that thing were they
pout slightly, like she was thinking of world domination.
“Boyfriend!? How much did I miss?” Brett choked as he heard
the word boyfriend.
“Mhm their cute together.” You responded impersonating
Lydia. Stiles and Lydia rolled their eyes in unison before you all made your
way into the mall.
“Question is why are you here?” Stiles finally spoke.
“I’m the bi sexual friend so I get away with helping the
girl change clothes.” Brett deadpanned Stiles’ jaw dropping as he looked at
everyone who were trying to contain their laughter.
“He’s helped you change!?” Stiles screeched at Lydia.
“No he only does that for Y/N, I usually have Mason help
me.” She responded sassily.
Stiles nodded as we finally walked into Macys, he followed
Lydia closely as they made their way to the male section. You followed and
started looking at jeans for Brett. You found a pair of dark indigo faded slim
fit jeans. Plucking them off the rack as Brett finally caught up with you, he
stood in front of you with a raised eyebrow. You held the jeans up then looked
at him as if analysing whether it was a good pick, when you finally nodded and
passed them to Brett as you made your way to the changing room. He went in
without a word as you stood there patiently, Cory and Mason arriving and waiting
with you. When Brett came out you all stopped to look at him, glancing over at
Cory before you both smirked.
“Who’s that sexy thing I see over there?” You both sang in
unison making Mason snort. Brett rolled his eyes and went back to the changing
room. When Brett came back out you and Lydia made your way to the girls
section. You both quickly picked some items before going to try them on,
leaving the boys to sit it the waiting room.
“I think you should stop eating southern fried chicken and
started eating Buttermilk Donuts. Their sweeter and drool worthy.” You stared
at her like she’d gone crazy before your jaw dropped realising what she meant.
‘I think you should stop dating Sean and start dating Brett.’
“Why what’s wrong with Southern Fried Chicken?” You raised
your brow at her as you stripped out your jeans. ‘Why what’s wrong with Sean?’
“It’s delicious and everything but it will betray you one
day and it’ll all go to your ass.” She slid on her dress before sipping it up
as she spoke. ‘He’s cute but he’s not trust worthy.’ After that she walked out
the changing room. You shook you head and did up your dress before walking out.
After 20 minutes you had paid and made your way over to the
food caught. As you stood in the que someone bumped into you making you almost
fall, until you felt strong arms wrap around you. You looked up to see Brett
glancing at you with concern, you smiled at him as if to reassure him you were
okay. He nodded his arms staying around your shoulder. He usually did this but
after what Lydia said the action made you blush. Once you all had your food you
went to find a table.
It was now Saturday and you were officially ready for Sean
to pick you up. You had 5 minutes to spare so you did you last check of your
hair and makeup before hearing a car horn. You made your way to the car, your
midnight blue dress slinging to your body like a second skin. It was a ruffle
off the shoulder dress that was tight and reached mid thighs. You wore nude
slightly pointed heels that clicked as you walked to the car.
Sean gave you a compliment before setting off, you both sat
in comfortable silence for all of the ride. Once you arrived Sean got out and
stood there as if waiting for me to get out myself, that’s when I remembered
how Brett always held the door open for me. In fact the whole of the pack males
always held the door open for the girls, this made you frown before deciding to
let it go. You made your way up Lydia’s drive before getting to her large front
door. You knew you were early because there was only a few people here but you
thought you could offer help. Sean went off to find any of his friends as soon
as Lydia opened the door making you roll your eyes.
After a few minutes of helping to make sure everything
valuable was in a locked room Lydia got you both a drink. You knew as a
werewolf you couldn’t get drunk but that didn’t matter you were here to have
fun. You sat on the counter across from Lydia, legs crossed as you spoke about
gossip that you’d both found out during the week. After a few hours you stood
with the pack outside by the pool, talking about anything and everything.
That’s when you felt lips press against you exposed shoulder. You glanced to
the side to see a drunk Sean trying to touch you up. You looked at the pack who
were rolling their eyes at his actions.
“Let go upstairs.” He murmured as his hands start straying
“How about no. Go get some water Sean.” You sighed pushing
his hands off, he huffed before walking off. You smiled at the pack before
continuing your conversation, but you got interrupted once again as someone
spun you round and dipped you down. You knew almost immediately it was Brett
causing you to laugh as he brought you back up. He grinned down at you making
“Okay as much as this is, I need a bathroom break.” You
giggled before glancing at Lydia and Kira, they nodded and followed you to
Lydia’s on suit. As you opened the door to Lydia’s bedroom you froze, causing
the girls to bump into you.
“Why did yo- Oh shit…” Lydia stopped and stared at the sight
“Boys get up here!” Lydia screamed which made Sean and the
blonde under him look up. He froze as he saw you, his eyes wide.
“What’s u- Oh really?” Stiles sassed as he saw Sean and the
blonde trying to cover herself. Brett came into the room and went to launch at
him but was quickly held back by Scott and Liam.
“I suggest you leave before I decide that letting Brett
loose wouldn’t be so bad.” Scott threatened as Sean pulled on his pants. You
couldn’t speak or move you were vaguely aware that someone had pulled you into
their arms, as soon as the smell hit you, you knew it was Brett and finally
looked up to see his worrying eyes.
“Screw this.” You heard some say behind you and suddenly you
saw Sean laying on the floor with a bloody nose. You looked up shocked to see
it was Stiles who had punched him, everyone else looked just as shocked, he
glanced at us before shrugging.
“What you guys weren’t gonna do anything about it.” He
retaliated a smirk making its way to his face. After Sean left Brett carried
you downstairs, making his way to the table outside. He sat down and placed you
down on his lap and waited for the pack to take a seat.
“Okay so let’s make this night more interesting.” Brett
grunted digging into his pocket bringing out a small bag that appeared to
contain 3 blunts.
“You know werewolves can’t get high right?” You snorted.
“With this stuff they can, Satomi introduced it to me when
we were traveling.” Brett smirked at Scott who was making grabby hands like a
little kid who wanted some candy.
You couldn’t stop laughing an hour later, you leaned into
Brett would was also laughing uncontrollably, his hands gripping you tightly as
Stiles started talking about random shit his voice rising higher as he got more
into the explanation. The party started dying out but that didn’t stop you and
the pack having fun. That fun was soon ruined when Derek showed up.
“Are you guys high?” He asked as soon as everyone realised
who had shut down the party.
“I dunno mom am I?” Scott’s voice went deep as he mocked
“Did you just quote Vampire Diaries?” Derek deadpanned
making everyone stop before they started laughing.
“Derek watches Vampire Diaries!” You screeched burying your
head into Brett’s chest as you tried to control your laughing. Isaac was
dragged home by Derek that’s when everyone else decided to leave too. You
laughed as you almost tripped up over nothing, you leant down and plucked off
your heels so you could prevent it from happening again.
“Nice ass.” You heard Brett say behind you making Scott
burst out laughing again.
“Nice everything.” You responded as you spun around, sending
him a playful wink. You knew you should be sad about Sean right now but with
all the warnings you weren’t. You saw it coming and your friends helped get
your mind off it all. You spun around and went to catch up with Kira, Mason and
Cory as Brett, Scott and Liam trailed behind you all.
You arrived at your house first, bidding everyone good night
you strolled inside. Making your way up to your bedroom. You stripped your
dress down leaving you in just panties.
“Maybe I should announce my presence.” You heard Brett’s
voice behind you, causing you to jump and spin around forgetting you had no bra
“Jesus Christ.” He groaned as he looked you up and down, you
looked down and squeaked before covering your breasts.
“What are you doing in my bed?” You snapped softly, trying
to cross your legs since you knew your panties were see through.
“I wanted to check you were okay?” He responded gently.
“I’m fine.” You responded just as gently, you shot him a
small smile as you decided to drop your hands to see his reaction. He bite his
lip as he looked you up and down. You smirked at him before making you way over
to your draws to grab a t-shirt, you pulled out a baggy top but before you
could put it on Brett was behind you, his hands gripping your hips. You gasped
as his hands ran down the front of your thighs.
“Brett what are y-you doing?” You stuttered as his hands
crawled back up your legs resting on your hips once again.
“Right now nothing.” He stated as his hands gripped your
“What are you going to doing?” You rephrased the question.
“That all depends on you.” He spun you round and pressed you
against your draws, caging you in with his arms. You took a deep breath trying
to gain the courage for what you wanted to say, thankfully because you were
still high it came out quite easily.
“And if I tell you I want you to fuck me so hard I forget my
name?” Instead on answering you he pulled you against his chest and brought his
lips down to meet yours. The kiss was sweet and you soon melted into it, your
arms wrapping around his neck. The kiss soon became more forceful and
passionate which made you knee’s buckle but Brett caught you before lifting you
up and wrapping your legs around him.
Your hands tugged at his hair, as his lips moved against
yours. His hand slid to your ass and he carried you over to your bed, he broke
the kiss and dropped you on the bed causing you to squeal. He chuckled at the
sound but moved to hover over you. He brushed your hair out the way leaning
down and kissing your forehead.
“Tell me if you want to stop, okay?” He asked gently as his
left hand ran through your hair and the other supported him, you nodded softly
before he started placing small kisses on your neck. You bit your lip when his
kisses turned to bites. His hand started to drag down your chest stopping to
run over you nipples making you whimper. You thought now would be a good time
to tell him you were still a virgin but you didn’t want to in case he stopped.
“B-Brett…” You couldn’t tell him you were scared.
“Hmm?” He mumbled as his mouth latched onto your left breast,
“I-I’m…I’ve n-never…” You tried to say it but the words
couldn’t come out only moans and whines. Suddenly he pulled back as if he
finally realised what you were trying to say. He looked at you shocked his
hands pulling away from you causing you to whimper.
“But I thought you slept with Jason last year after the
winter formal.” His statement sound more like a question but you just shook
“I couldn’t…I got scared and made him stop, t-that’s why we
broke up.” You stuttered tears welling in your eyes as you looked at him,
knowing he would want to stop. You looked away slightly but when you looked
back expecting pity all you saw was lust, making your eyes widen. A smirk
formed on his face as his hands made their way back to your breast. You gasped
as his other hand let go of your right breast and began moving down your
“Good it means I can ruin you for anyone else.” Brett
whispered huskily into your ear as his hand slid beneath your underwear, his
middle finger running along your slit. You gripped his broad shoulders letting
out a soft whine as his middle finger entered you. His other hand still
massaging your left breast as his tongue drew shapes onto your skin. He slid
his finger in and out before adding a second one then he did something that
made you almost jump away from him.
“W-What was that?” You panted as his finger pulled out
slightly before pushing back in crooking his finger again making you moaned
“You mean that?” He chuckled, you just nodded in response
and he kept rubbing that same spot, your hand covering you mouth trying to stop
the moans from coming out.
“That’s your g-spot babe.” He smirked as he continued his
ministrations, he took his spare hand off your breast and gripped your wrist
making you uncover your mouth. He sat up and moved his hands to a different
position, his finger now moving in a rough upwards motion which if you saw it
from someone else’s point of view it would look like he was being too rough but
all you felt was pure ecstasy. Your body started to involuntarily twitch, no
matter how much you tried to stop it you couldn’t. Brett bit his lip as he
watched you unravel, you’ve had an orgasm before but as you built up you
realised you’d never had one like this. When you finally unravelled you clung
to Brett like he was your life line.
“S-Shit! Brett..” You screamed in pleasure.
You finally started to come down from your high, still
clinging to Brett as he stroked your hair soothing you. Once you had stopped
shaking you looked up at him with wide eyes. He sent you a cheeky grin before
he attacked your lips with his after a few minutes he pulled away and got off
the bed. He reached into his pocket grabbing what looked like a condom before
making his way back to you.
“You sure about this?” He asked softly as he knelt in front
of you, in between your legs.
“Yes I want you…” You whispered, your face flushing
slightly, he nodded and rolled on the condom. He leaned down aligning himself
with your entrance before lacing your hands together. As he pushed in past the
barrier you squeezed his hand in pain. You looked at his hand to see Brett was
taking the pain away. You looked up at him with a thankful smile.
“You can move.” You whispered into his ear after a minute of
waiting. He let go of your hand and wrapped your arm around his neck as he
started moving. You gripped onto him as he used on arm for support and the
other to hold you close. He started moving at a slow yet firm rhythm, he was
groaning and panting in your ear which only served to turn you on further.
“B-Brett, feels good…” you moaned into his ear, biting his
ear lobe softly.
“I know baby, you feel so amazing.” He groaned against the
skin on your shoulder as you started to feel yourself build again.
“I’m c-close.” You gasped which made Brett move to press his
thumb against your clit as he sped up his thrusts. He pulled back to look into
you Y/E/C eyes, his bright blue ones boring into yours. You moved one hand to
caress his cheek as he bit his lips his eyebrows furrowing slightly, the sight
made you moan as you came for the second time that night. As you came around
him he leaned down and kissed you as soon as he kissed you he let out a small
husky groan. After his thrusts slowed he pulled back from the kiss before he
pulled out slowly. He pulled the condom off and putting it in the bin before
pulling back the covers and tucking you into his chest.
“Will you be mine?” Brett muttered against your hair as he
placed a soft kiss there. You pulled away and looked up at him with a grin
firmly placed on your face.
“Yes I would love to.” You responded before he pulled you
down for a sweet kiss.
Y/N Y/L/N was a classy, polite, keep-my-head-high type of girl.
Draco Malfoy was a rude, I’m-too-rich-and-powerful-for-you bad boy.
He teased her a lot, just like he did with everybody else, but with her, it was different. He was intrigued by her good girl outlook. She never once insulted him or anyone, nor cuss, nor did anything wild and reckless. He wanted so badly to break her shell and see what’s really inside this elegant Barbie Doll. She was too innocent, he just wanted to fuck her senseless, leaving her begging for more.
And the Malfoys always gets what they want… Almost.
“Heading to the library again, Y/L/N?” Draco laughed, blocking her way. Y/N tried to ignore him, but he knocked all her books down.
“Oi! I’m talking to you little miss!” He tugged her arm roughly.
Suddenly, his back crashed against the wall, his hands pinned to his sides. An angry, furious, Y/N stood in front of him.
“WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR BULLSHIT, YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TREAT PEOPLE LIKE THAT YOU LITTLE BASTARD!”
Draco was speechless. He stared straight at her, shocked. But he couldn’t deny it… She was hot. Her brows furrowed, her red cheeks and the flames in her eyes… Wow.
Suddenly, she crashed her lips onto his. He kissed back with just as much hunger. He dragged her into a random classroom and locked the door. This time, he pressed her back to the wall, sucking and biting on her swollen lips. He moved to her jaw, then her neck, leaving dark purple spots.
Y/N was definitely full of surprises. She pushed him hard as he landed on the professor’s table and quickly ripped open his shirt. Buttons flew everywhere as she took her turn to kiss his chest. Her slender fingers caressed each and every abs on his stomach as she bit his earlobe.
They were rough. Animalistic, even.
Their clothes were quickly thrown on the floor. Draco growled at the sight of her naked. He needed her, so bloody much. His fingers quickly made their way to her vagina. He pushed one in and thrusted roughly. “Urgh…F-fuck… Draco..” He felt himself getting harder and harder by the second just by the sound of her moans. He added another one, curling and twisting it, and this time, he attached his tongue to her sex, sucking her hard.
Y/N ’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she approached her orgasm. She loved the way his hands roamed her curves, the way his soft lips cherished her body. His skilled fingers and tongue rocked her body in a way nobody could ever do.
And the fact that they were mad at each other made it so much better.
Suddenly, he stopped. He lifted his head and grinned mischievously at her.
“Can’t let you have all the fun, darling.”
Y/N sat up and straddled the boy. Draco’s eyes widened in shock….. Once again. She lowered herself on him, moaning as his dick filled her in completely. She started to roll her hips, her hands resting on his chest and his on her bum.
He groaned loudly and smacked her butt cheeks. Hard. She screeched in surprised but started bouncing on top of him. Draco sat up, biting her shoulder and spanked her again, his handprint visible on her bum. He sucked on her erected nipples as he thrusted upwards, repeatedly hitting her g-spot.
“Touch yourself for me, baby girl.”
She whimpered and her hand reached down to her pussy. She rubbed herself as his eyes traveled her movements with desire.
Her orgasm came quick. She screamed his name as she came, her juice covering his cock. Draco couldn’t take it anymore. Her being hot and sweaty, straddling his lap as she bounced on top of him was too much. “Y-Y/N!” He shot his cum inside her.
Slowly, they rode out of their high. He gently pulled out of her and his strong arms wrapped around her waist.
“That… Was amazing….” She whispered.
Draco smiled and kissed her forehead. He definitely loved this side of her.
[A/N: HERE IT IS! Final chapter! I haven’t fully revised this so it could be riddled with mistakes however if it is guys I am sorry! Okay so just a warning there is some cheese, proper cheese, I love cheese and after all the angst it needed plenty to make up for it! Hope you guys like it, I’m really nervous that build up has totally not been worth it but it’s not going to get much better than this. I feel like maybe I kinda rushed the ending but-]
Word Count: 1950 [In total guys this entire fic was 11060 words long and took up 22 Word page documents, what the hell?!]
Prompt: After five years of marriage and two kids, you and Bucky decide you can’t make it work anymore.
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Word Count: 1,681
Warnings: divorce, angst, cheating, language
A/N: TAGGING IS CLOSED. (please message me if you want me to let you know when a new part is posted. i’m more than willing to do that.) there are three songs that i heard AFTER i started this fic that fit so ridiculously well. so check them out if you want: ConfessCheatedLiar
The alcohol coursed through your veins and you felt the swimming feeling in your head. If you weren’t leaning against the bar, you’d have fallen over. “I’m just going to call him.”
“You shouldn’t.” Natasha attempted to be the voice of reason but you shrugged her off. It was the first time since the divorce was granted a month ago that you’d gotten a chance to go out with your friends. Your mom had the kids and you weren’t originally going to go, but Nat practically dragged you out of the house.
“I’m going to.” You nodded, your vision blurry now. “Be back.” Bucky’s number was still on speed dial. With a sigh, and some stumbles, you walked out of the bar and leaned against the brick wall.
The phone rang three times before he picked up. “Hello?” His voice was low, with a tired groan. “Y/N do you know what time it is?”
“Bucky just listen.” You swallowed hard, slurring your words.
“You’re drunk.” He sighed.
“I’m not. Okay, maybe a little. But I have something to tell you.”
“What?” He was growing impatient.
“I love you.” Overwhelmed by emotions, and the four shots you had just downed before making the call, you started to cry. “I miss you so much.”
“Y/N…” Bucky let out a sigh and you heard him shuffle around in bed. “You shouldn’t have called.”
Summary/Request: @geek-girl-67Oh could you do one where sam dean and the reader are in the middle of a prank war, and dean knows sam and the reader like each other, so while the reader is trying to pull a prank on sam in his room or something, dean handcuffs the reader to bed frame runs out the room urgently calls sam then shoves him in locks the door and obnoxiously yells out that they aren’t getting out until they confess their love or whatever and it all builds up to them having sex and Dom!sam coming out to play.
Word Count: 2227
Warnings: Smut, Cursing, Dom!Sam, a little fluff
*I’ve never written smut before so this was an interesting challenge. Sorry it got so long, I just got really into the story. Feedback is welcome!*
Title: Faux Pas Fandom: X-Men Word Count: 1,307 Characters: Warren Worthington III x Reader, Jubilation Lee Reader Gender: Female Warnings: Alcohol mentions, swearing Notes: Request from anon for “’You’re really hot, shame about the personality’ from one of your prompt lists (with warren please)”
“Please let me set you up!”
“Absolutely fucking not.”
Conversations such as these were frequent between Warren Worthington III and Jubilation Lee. The latter of the two was nothing if not persistent – and the former was nothing if not stubborn.
Summary: Based of the song “strangers in the night - Frank Sinatra
Strangers in the
Wondering in the
night What were the
You sat in the beautiful restaurant with
your best friend, BF/N. The place was warm and full of people dancing and
laughing. The band was keeping the cold night happy with melodies and fun. You
sat there in your red dress, with a grin on your face as you scanned the place.
“Y/N, there’s been a boy staring at you for quite some time now”, she told you
as she nodded towards the guy sitting across from your table. As your glance
slowly landed on the mysterious boy in front of you he gave you a small smile,
you smiling back, with a wink. As the night went on you kept exchanging
You decided to go to the toilet you told
your best friend as she answered with a, “okay, then I can ask the dark haired
boy dancing out there, for a dance too”, she laughed and stood up. You went to
the toilet and fixed on your makeup and curled hair. On your way back you
bumped into a tall figure your high heels being a little too tall so you lost
your balance only to feel some strong arms around you. You looked up at the stranger
in front of you with sparks in his eyes. You got out of his grip “thank you”
you giggled looking down on your feet. “No problem, love”, he said, his eyes
still focused on the features of your face.
We’d be sharing love
Before the night was through?
Something in your eyes
Was so inviting
look beautiful”, he suddenly said as you looked up at him pink rushing up to
your cheeks. ”Thanks again, you look good yourself” you said as confidence
slowly hit you. His eyes were bright and inviting as he chuckled looking down
on the floor before his eyes meet yours again.
in your smile was so exciting
Something in my heart told me I must have you
His smile was bright, you felt butterflies in
your stomach as you knew his smile was meant for you. He held out his hand “would
you like a dance, my lady?” He asked, your smile growing bigger. “I would love
to, sir”, you chuckled as you placed your hand in his.
in the night, two lonely people
We were strangers in the night
Up to the moment when we said our first hello
You thought this excitement was because he was
handsome and you hadn’t been with a man since forever, little did you know it
was so much more. You followed after him, on your way over to the dance floor.
The song slowed down as you found your spot.
did we know
Love was just a glance away, a warm embracing
You placed your left hand on his shoulder, your
right hand in his. You felt his warm skin on yours with his right arm on your
back. Your eyes never left his thinking it was only for one night, making sure
to remember his face.
ever since that night
We’ve been together
Lovers at first sight
In love forever
are you thinking about?” You felt strong familiar arms around your waist. “Nothing”,
you said with a smile on your face putting the picture from that late summer
night down. He chuckled giving u a peck on your cheek, feeling his head on your
shoulder and his breath on your neck. “What do you think your parents will say
when we tell them the big news?” Your husband of two years asked placing his
hands on your stomach. “That you’re gonna be a great father”, you chuckled
turning around to give him a kiss. “I love you”, he smiled his bright box smile
before giving you another one. “I love you too, Taehyung”, you smiled at the
man in front of you, your eyes never leaving his.
turned out so right
For strangers in the night
Note: Thank you so much to the person who requested this! I’m sorry it’s short and it’s my first time writing something based of a song, but it was interesting :)
Summary/Prompt: The first time you meet him, he’s fun. The second time, he’s amazing. The third time you realize he’s the most dangerous man in the universe. A chronology of a story that was never meant to be but that happened anyway.
Warnings: Alcohol, swearing, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it).
A/N: I want to thank my baby for giving me a prompt to work on. This is over 5.6k words so bear it with me, would you? Feedback is love, feedback is life.
The first time you
meet him, he’s fun. 1988.
First days of school were always terrible for
you, not to mention that this one in particular seemed a lot harder than the
usual first days. Further studies were always a dream you had, and everyone in
your family hoped you’d get into a good school; even though your field of
choice was not their favorite option, it was better than nothing. Engineering
was your passion and even though you once loved dolls, make up and all those
things parents feed they baby girls, they were not enough to take your heart
away from your true passion, and the MIT was the place where your wildest
dreams would come true. All of them.
You got inside the classroom, and you’d lie if
you said you were surprised to see how many men were around you. And being the
only woman in the room was even less surprising, but you were not standing
small. You searched on the list hanging from the door to see if there was any
other fellow female, but nope. You were the only one, and you were focused on
being the best, not even Tony Stark could beat you. Wait—Tony Stark? Oh shit,
this was gonna be fun.
You sat in the last row of the auditorium, near
the stairs, and funny enough, you found a slouched body next to you. It never
spoke a word and as you still had a few minutes before the professor arrived,
you took out your notebook and started to sketch some doodles on the first page.
Apparently, it caught the stranger’s attention, because he tried to start a
“That’s cute, you should be in art class.”
“And apparently you need someone who cares
about your opinion.” You shot back, not looking at him.
He giggled almost in amusement. “I’m Tony—Tony
Stark. Nice to meet you”
“(Y/N) (Y/L/N),” you nodded calmly, “nice to
meet you too.” You replied, trying to be cool about him.
He awkwardly thanked you for not freaking out,
and you spoke for about most of the class; well, except when the professor
called out on both of you. He was fun, charming and what was most important to
you, he was very smart. But not the kind of book smart. He was someone with a
great sense of humor and he was a great story teller. Even though you didn’t
hear a thing about the class, you did learn a thing or two about the
millionaire guy sitting next to you. He was not as spoiled as you thought he
was, and you realized that you were prejudging him for his last name, a thing
that probably he had been through a hundred times.
“You know…” you murmured, “I thought you were a
brat, but you’re actually really nice.”
“Why does everyone keep saying that?” He
chuckled and shook his head.
“Maybe because you look like an ass? Just… try
to smile and you’ll see how people change towards you.”
“So… may I borrow your notes?” Tony asked
innocently, looking at your filled page. Even though you had not paid much
attention to the professor, you still picked up some great details.
With time, and as you saw in each other great
study partners, you became fonder of his presence. He was so incredibly rich
that he had a place on his own and even a maid, whom was very nice and always
tried to slip out her preference for you and what great good you had done to
Tony. You only laughed at it because Tony wasn’t really bad, he just needed to
come down from his cloud.
You stayed there long, sleepless nights that
were filled by tired groans, feelings of defeat and non-stopping cups of
coffee. Tony Stark, the richest kid of your class, had seen you in your worst
moments and you couldn’t care less. Even her maid –he called her his nanny—Margarita, seemed to be very fond of you
and always had something delicious when you were going home. Sometimes, when
Tony headed to your place, he brought some kind of edible gift, courtesy of
Margarita, of course.
As months started to go by, it wasn’t a rare
thing when everyone said you looked great together, but your reaction was to
wrinkle your nose in disgust. You never thought about Tony in that way, but you
did think about how sex would be with him. He surely was one of those rick kids
that fucked everything with a vagina, and for some reason, he was just
naturally good at it. A few weeks went by before you could put the idea into
words, and so you broke the news to him one day.
“Stark, do you consider me your friend?” You
asked. It had been a long day of studying and you both had given up on reading
anything else. You were at his place, lying on his bed next to him. Even though
Margarita was still around, she was very discrete and never asked personal
things unless she felt completely entitled to; she knew things, she was like a
bruja, but you appreciated her a lot anyway. Tony hummed and nodded in
response. “Have you ever thought about me as something else?”
“I don’t know,” he shrugged, “I mean, we spend
a lot of time together but you’ve never given me that hint.”
“So you have?” You asked again.
“Yeah? I don’t know.” He shook his head in
confusion. “You’re great, and I do consider you my friend… but you’re just too
good to be with a guy like me. I’m a fucking mess.” He giggled.
“Agreed,” you chuckled, “but… what if I told
you… that we could have sex just for fun?”
“Would our friendship be ruined?” He looked at
you with a skeptical eyebrow raised. You shook your head. “Just sex?” You
nodded. “What if one of us start to feel something?”
“We’ll be as honest as we have always been.”
You assured him.
You didn’t do it immediately; in fact, you two
were just too exhausted to even think about having sex, so you just hummed in
agreement. But, after a night of studying and cuddling –and a bit of drinking—you two were at your place for a change, and
things started to get all heated up real soon. In just a few minutes Tony was
devouring you whole. Well, it was not that good; you had way higher
expectations, but he was not so bad either.
“Good night, Tony.” You lazily said and wrapped
yourself with the blankets.
“Good night, gorgeous.” He replied, nuzzling at
your neck and giving you a quick kiss on your hot skin.
You fell asleep in his arms and had the best
night of sleep in a very long time.
The next morning, he was not there anymore; he
was nowhere to be found. The next few days he ignored you and pretended like
nothing ever happened, not even your friendship. The last time you saw Tony
Stark, was when he held a blonde in his arms at one of the faculty parties. You
tried to play it cool, like you didn’t care, but you did care. You cared a lot.
It took you a while to understand what he had done.
So I drove to
Seattle from my little city Bend, OR on Thursday, about a 7hr drive
there (7.5 hrs on the way home :/) I stayed with @ninaf who lives
just outside of Seattle. We hung out that night and didn’t go to bed
until after 1 a.m. 😳The Panel: Our plan
was to get to the Convention Center by 8:30/9:00 a.m. which we did.
It was interesting that there didn’t seem to be much ‘security’(I
could have taken my flask :/), we entered from across the street
where we parked in a public parking garage and entered in at the 3rd
floor. We probably could have gotten in Sat. no problem even without
a Sat badge! Anyhow quickly found the line for the Outlander panel –
SO many people! They let us in at about 10:45 and me @ninaf and 2 of
her friends (that are ‘normal’ fans) found some seats – we were
second row far left of the stage – right where the fan questions
were left of the stage. I wanted to ask a question – Sam could you
please sit back I can’t see CAITRIONA!? In front of us was a slew of
moms with their babies – so cute – one started fussing and Cait
actually looked over to them with her awe concerned face – she
clearly LOVES BABIES! ♥ You can just see it
in the video briefly at about 14:32 min. I am a huge Cait fan so I
was Screaming and standing when she came out and thought we were
doing pretty good there, then Sam came out and omg decibels! They
sit down and Sam won’t sit all the way back on the couch, I don’t
know why, and he was blocking my view of Cait, I could only see her
on the screen or if she moved forward or back. 😒 I didn’t take any
pics, cos I just wanted to be present and absorb the experience, (one
of @ninaf ’s friends did though so we’ll post as soon as we get
them). One observance is they both looked tired, but ready to 'do
this’. I loved the panel, I
thought they were very comfortable, there to have fun and engage with
us, I liked the questions asked and quite a few of mine were
answered. Caitriona was taking the lead quite a bit but I think her
wit is a bit quicker than Sam’s (I’m a taurus and we tend to slow
think sometimes) but it gave him a chance to play off of her which I
feel they do quite a bit probably. They seemed very in tune with
each other. Next on the agenda
was the autograph session. We got there @ about 12:15 for the 12:30
and were turned away- too full come back at 4. Well cool, we can at
least eat, since we didn’t have any breakfast so we had lunch and
drinks. Met up with @ourrubygirl and her daughter (normal fan),
nipunad on twitter – sorry don’t know your tumblr and with ninaf
and her 2 friends (side note – they were so funny before I even got
to Seattle they were concerned that ninaf would invite someone from
online who she had never met to stay at her house. By then we had
talked on the phone and friended each other on facebook so they had
to facebook stalk me to give their approval – whew, glad I passed). 😘Photo Op! Ugh, okay
this is where we realized that this poor little comic-con was
absolutely NOT ready for this Outlander fandom and where everything
really started to get behind schedule. I envy the Sat photo op
participants, looks like it was more relaxed and not as rushed as
Friday's– READY click NEXT! I know people have been dissing the
posed photos, but after being 'there’ this is what I feel, I think
SamCait enjoy the poses somewhat, cos’ otherwise the way it was with
many of us on Friday we just walk in, stand next to them, click and
we’re out, so I could see that for sure getting tedious AF for them,
they seemed to have more fun on Sat with it – because they were
allowed to also. Anyhow the Friday photo op was close to being a
complete clusterfuck, but the gestapo staff pulled it off. There
were other people there, apparently there was more than just OL there 😉 that would be like
“What is this line for with all these people?” And we’d be like
Outlander, and they just go off mumbling wtf is outlander? Funny. I
walked in for my 'Team Outlander’ photo and I was wearing opal
earrings from Mexico and Cait says to me “oh I love your earrings”
Me: thank you – and I’m beaming so fucking hard I can hardly
breath! So I’m 5'1” - yeah – I’m holding on to them for the photo
mumble thanks or something I fecking don’t remember, patted Sam’s
back turned and looked up OMFG this guy is TALL! I have a friend that
is 6'7”, but Sam seemed much taller than that, I think it’s his
massiveness or something IDK. His leather jacket is really soft btw.Okay NEXT – while
I go back in line for my Cait only photo, ninaf goes downstairs to
get in line for the autographs – good thing too since they almost
turned me away by the time I got down there! STEP OFF BITCH I WILL
GET MY CATRIONA EFFING BALFE AUTOGRAPH!!!! So by this time we are
beyond hot – it was so hot in this place which wasn’t even at the
convention center, everything but the panel was at the Sheraton next
door. Note to self Bring water bottle, we learned a lot of
should'ves…. So there was quite a
wait for this, mainly because Caitriona was still upstairs READY
click NEXT! And they could only do the Sam only autographs which
there weren’t a ton of apparently😁
The way they had it
set up Cait first then Sam, so we had to wait for Cait to appear. We
were in the 'overflow’ line outside of the main autograph room, but
could see in there a bit, we saw the lights go out, didn’t hear the
comments @sileas84 mentioned, but too funny. When we finally got to
the 'room’ wow, so I am a diehard Caitriona Balfe fan, I like Sam but
am not an over the top fan like most… I have to say seeing him up
close and personal I COULD NOT take my eyes off of him, he was so
'cute’ doesn’t do it justice, I seriously have no word/s for it. He
was so funny and gracious and flirty with the women and NICE, very
tan too, yeah, I kept running into people as the line snaked around
trying to just watch him, I even almost got kicked out trying to
sneak a pic – damn gestapo staffers. So finally get up to
Caitriona, um effing goddess. She had quite the stash of gifts, I
had considered giving them something but didn’t want to burden them
with too much stuff and if they truly just give it away well… So I
opted to give her a love letter as I call it, from me. I didn’t know
what to 'say or ask her something’ so I mentioned that I have a head
shot autograph of Simon (her friend Simon Kassianides) and I can add
hers to it now and she smiles and says “oh cool, I just saw him a
couple of days ago!” Me: heehee. JHRC I’m such a dweeb. I didn’t
get a Sam autograph cos’ they had sold out by the time I got online
to purchase, I coached ninaf though to make sure to smell him so we
could report back, since we both forgot to at the photo op :P So we
float out of the room and out into the main area and I finally just
started screaming I was so excited – I got to talk to Caitriona
Effing Balfe (even if it was brief) I am so so glad I did this!
After this was all
done it was getting close to our dinner plans for meeting up with
other tumblrs, so we eventually got to the restaurant. How fun to
finally meet some of us. As we came into the room I immediately
recognized @rainmanjdog and @mommydog67, we had been chatting while in
line for our Cait only photo and didn’t know that we were part of the
tumblrs, so funny and we all almost asked each other but didn’t want
to risk it – so sad. Great night hanging with everyone, best story
goes to @valkyrie1969 I still chuckle just thinking about it. So
where is the photo of us pointing at the 'Meet and Greet’ room
of SamCait – they are two of the most genuine, engaging, fun, cool,
Overall impresion of our tumblrs – we are some of the most genuine,
engaging, fun, cool and nicest people.
A/N - A nice little reaction for you all~ Happy Easter to all of my lovely followers, hope you have a fun day! I’m just sat in my bedroom drinking as I write imagines hehe
Hi! Can you do a got7 reaction when you used to be a cheerleader/in drill team (not like the rotc drill team but the those girls who dance during half time on the field) and they found out the first year you guys were dating? Thanks!~ (sorry if it doesn’t make sense)
Mark: Mark would be totally chill if you were a cheerleader. Since he’s from America, it’s quite a common thing to see cheerleaders so I think he’d find it impressive but also a pretty normal thing. He wouldn’t mind looking at some old photos or videos of your old routines too.
JB: I think JB would be impressed by it. If he saw some of your more difficult routines and positions that you’d be getting into, he’d ask you to show him them. He’d probably ask you to dance with him in the studio too since cheerleading is somewhat similar to dancing with its routines.
Jackson: Jackson would love it if you used to be a cheerleader. He’d constantly be begging you to show him some moves or teach him some of the simpler routines. He’d look at pictures of you during your cheerleading days and just comment on how hot you looked.
Jinyoung: I think Jinyoung would be pretty lowkey when talking to you about it. He’d find out and have a fairly normal expression on his face, saying how talented you must have been but on the inside he’s dying from how attractive you must have looked doing it.
Youngjae: Youngjae thinks it’s so cute that you used to be a cheerleader. He’ll cheekily ask you to create a routine to numerous Got7 songs, generally his own ones too. He’d think you looked adorable and amazing as you danced out the routines in front of him.
Bambam: Bambam would be like Jackson and just say how hot he thought it was that you used to be a cheerleader. He’d be so impressed by your talent as well, but will definitely make a point about how good you look in really short shorts and tight clothing.
Yugyeom: Yugyeom would be dying for you to show him your old routines. He’d want to learn as much as he could from you and would then incorporate that into a new choreography for Got7. He’d be so proud of your talent and would constantly gloat about how good you were.
sad ksi/happy tobijizzle x reader imagine: you’re toxic
REQUESTED: “Hello! Can you maybe write an imagine where the guys think that JJ isn’t treating you well (and you know he isn’t) but you can’t leave because your blinded by love? Hope that’s not confusing, thank you so much :)”
SIDENOTE!!!!!: I pretty much turned this into a Tobi imagine so yeah, have fun Tobi stans
I sat on a chair by the makeshift bar, swirling my straw around my cup. It was New Years Eve, and the Sidemen were throwing a party. Tobi, my best friend since secondary school, had insisted I must come despite my reluctance. Although mainly, I was here to spend the night with my boyfriend, JJ. He, however, seemed to have other intentions.
As I watched him from afar I felt the familiar sensation of my heart aching, a feeling that was way too common these days. He danced with a girl who’s name I did not know, his body on hers, hands dangerously roaming over her dress. I bit my straw as I watched him bite his lip. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was on his mind. It also didn’t take a genius to figure out that whatever that was, I wasn’t included. It occurred to me that, actually, JJ had no idea that I was even in the room. I hadn’t had a conversation with him since I arrived. I had spent hours waxing, moisturising, applying makeup and curling my hair, putting on my shortest, tightest dress just to attract his attention and yet it didn’t work. He wouldn’t have noticed me any less if I had just not turned up at all.
And it hurt because I loved him. I loved him so much and as much as I sometimes wanted to, I couldn’t change that, and I would never be able to leave. It had been two years with Jide and loving him lately was like being stranded at sea. It felt as if my lifeless, draining body was floating around aimlessly and he had the lifeboat - except he couldn’t see me. He had no idea of my suffering, and if he did, he probably still wouldn’t care. The amount of times I had spoke to him only confirmed this point. I would gather up all my courage and confront him, telling him I knew what was happening in our bed when I was gone, I knew what was going on when my back was turned. He would stroke my arm, look me in the eyes and tell me it wasn’t true. ‘Let me show you how much I love you,’ he would say. Then we would have sex, he would leave and do it all over again.
My eyes searched the dance floor, and yet I couldn’t see him anymore. Him, and the unknown girl, were both nowhere to be seen. I stood up, hoping to get a better look over everyone’s heads in my heels. All I saw was people dancing. I downed the rest of my drink before heading to the dance floor, excusing myself through the crowds to find my boyfriend.
Then I saw it. Sarah, both Cals, all in a corner. Both Cals in a heated conversation. Sarah looked over at me and her face dropped. I knew what had happened before I even saw it.
My cup dropped to the floor, the small amount of liquid in it instantly spreading across the ground. My eyes were focused on Jide. He was headed up the stairs, one hand on his drink, the other in the hand of the girl from earlier. She trailed behind him like a poor, naive puppy, struggling to walk in her boots. I watched as they headed left. Left.
It’s not like it was the first time it had happened. No, Jide had had so many girls in that bedroom other than I. However this was the first time I was physically seeing it. Never before had I seen Jide be unfaithful. And now that I had, I couldn’t deny to myself that it was happening anymore.
I didn’t wait around. Tears filled my eyes as I turned on my heels, heading towards the door. I picked up the pace as I left, stopping at the road outside the house and sitting down. Instantly I broke down into floods of tears.
Again. Again he had brought another girl back. Again another girl would be twisting in his sheets, his hands on her body, her lips on his. The thought made me gag.
“Y/N I’m so sorry.”
A hand touched my back and I felt two people sit down on the curb next to me, one on each side. I turned to Sarah and cried into her neck as Lux stroked up my back. I couldn’t help but feel that they were the worst two people to comfort me right now; they were the perfect image of everything I had ever wanted and everything I had once had with JJ. All I had ever wanted, since such a young age, was to be in love. I had always wanted marriage, children. I wanted that Disney Princess kind of love. I thought I had found that when I met Jide. And I had; I had experienced falling in love. However, perhaps I had never actually felt what it felt like to have someone fall in love with me. The thought made the tears escape faster.
“y/n please leave him man, he doesn’t deserve you at all.” Cal spoke into the darkness.
“I love him,” I wailed. “I love him so much.”
“I know you do Y/n but you deserve so much more than this.”
Sarah’s voice was soft and emotional, as if she too was hurting. I didn’t respond, only letting Cal rub my back some more. Suddenly he withdrawed his hand and I felt two people sit in front of me.
Someone grabbed my hand. The other hugged me, letting me cry into their shoulder instead. I recognised the cologne, and the feeling of a snapback against my neck. It was Tobi. My hand remained cold, but appreciative in the persons whom sat next to him. Once he pulled away I realised it was Freezy.
“oh y/n..” the tone of my best friend’s voice was enough to make my heart hurt as everything became more real. he proceeded to sit cross legged in front of me, looking me in the eye as Freezy rubbed my hand in his.
“y/n, i have known you for so long..for the most part of my life,” he stated, his eyes directly on mine. “and this isn’t you. you’re not you anymore.”
“the y/n i knew, the y/n i grew up with, she fantasized about love non stop. she lived in a disney movie. i remember sitting in your living room, eating your mum’s lasagna and you telling me that one day when you were all grown up you were gonna live in a big princess tower with a prince and that i could come and stay whenever i wanted. you had your heart set on that princess life.”
i looked down, welling up again. Tobi continued.
“i know that you love him, y/n, i know you do. i see it. but you have to realise, this love is destroying you. it’s not requited anymore.” there were more footsteps from behind me. “and it might have been at the start, and it was all bless for a while but it’s not now. tell me when was the last time he took you out? when was the last time he even told you he loved you?”
“I don’t remember.” I cried. Freezy tightened his grip of my hand. “But I can’t leave him, Tobi. What if I never find anyone new?”
“There is no doubt in my mind you’ll achieve that disney princess life one day Y/N believe me. And if you don’t by fourty, then I’ll marry you. I’ll walk you down the aisle myself, and then I’ll buy us a big princess tower and I’ll live there with you for the rest of our damn lives. You’re gonna be loved, Y/n. You’re already loved.”
I heard Sarah sob softly from beside me. “He’s so right Y/n. You deserve all the love in the world.”
I looked up from my fingers, my eyes stinging. All eyes were on me.
“You’re right.” I whispered, softly, my voice flying into the darkness. “I can’t do this anymore.”
Tobi hugged me again, tighter this time.
“I’m so glad to hear you say it Y/n you have no idea. You’re gonna get through this, you’re gonna move on.” His voice lowers slightly.
“You’ll find someone new, Y/n. You won’t end up having to marry little old me.”
Authors Note: I hate this fic. I think I did a terrible job and I’m so sorry. Regardless, LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THOUGHT OF IT!
Request: Could I get an Anthony fic where the reader is in the Ham band & was in the 21 Chump St band (pref violin) so they became friends. He sings ‘what the heck I gotta do’ to her @ Ham but she is still oblivious until Lin points it out & they get together
Btw ^^^ that was my very first cast request. It’s been a long time.
You walked into the Richard Rodgers with a duffel bag and your violin, desperately trying to get to your dressing room after the rough morning that you’d had.
“Here let me take this for you.” You heard a voice say. You peeked over your shoulder and you saw Anthony motioning at your bag.
Before you could protest, he took it from your grasp and hung it over his shoulder. You gave him a grateful smile and he returned one.
“So how was your morning?” He asked trailing behind you.
“It was the worst morning ever.” You groaned, turning around to point out the coffee stain on your sweatshirt. You opened the door to your dressing room and Anthony put your duffel bag down.
“Thank you.” You smiled up at him, he took his hand to move a stray hair away from your face, and you blushed slightly.
You guys had this friendship. You didn’t know what to call it. He was extremely flirty yet he was with everyone, so you couldn’t get your hopes up. He was obviously attractive and you had developed some sort of crush on him, but you made sure you kept your feelings in check. Your stupid crush wasn’t worth ruining your friendship.
The intimate moment was shattered when Lin popped his head into the dressing room.
“Hey -oh. Continue.” He giggled before running off.
A pink blush covered Anthony’s freckled cheeks and he pulled back, realizing how close you two were.
“Uh well, good luck with the show, although you won’t need it!” He said with an embarrassed tone, heading for the door. You wanted to stop him, and tell him to get rid of the butterflies in your stomach that he’d started, but all you could say was: “You too!”
You sighed and headed for the stage, looking out for Alex.
Instead of Alex you found Lin.
“Hey Y/N” he waved, and you made your way over to him. “Did you finally kiss him?” he joked referring to you and Anthony. You shoved him in the ribs and groaned. Lin was practically like an older brother to you and he the only one who knew of your feelings toward Anthony. You had told him when you worked with him in 21 Chump Street and to this day, you regretted it as he never let it go.
“I never should have told you that I liked him.” you groaned and buried your head in your hands to hide the blush that spread your face whenever you talked about Anthony.
“Aw look! You’re blushing.” he cried out.
“I swear I’m going to kill you one day.” you replied dryly.
“Hey, one day you’ll be thanking me.” he said winking and walking away.
You headed down to the pit to set up for the show that day when you ran into Hope.
“Oh, Hey Y/N!” she said walking with you backstage.
“Hey, Hope. What’s up?”
“Apparently you and Anthony.”
“How the hell does news spread so fast in this theater?” you said shaking your head
“Well, personally, I think you’d be so cute together. He’s so sweet to you.” she said walking into her dressing room. You didn’t reply with anything but a grunt. “Oh and today after the show some of the crew and I are gonna go up to the roof, you should come.” she suggested.
“Maybe.” you mumbled as you walked away.
The show finished fast too fast and you decided you were going to go out of the theater. You needed time to think and to relax without being around the rowdy cast, and Anthony. Of course. You pulled on a sweater and were just a few steps from the door when you felt somebody grab you from behind.
“Ahh” you shrieked.
You turned your head to see Lin with a wide smile on his face.
“Where do you think you’re going missy?” he asked you, still carrying you.
“Away. From here. From you.” you groaned.
“I don’t think so.” he sang.
You didn’t know where he was taking you until the stairs to the roof approached,
“Oh, no. no . Hell no. If you think.” you began laughing but just then Anthony approached from behind Lin seeing you in his arms and laughing. He cleared his throat and Lin turned around causing you to hit your head on the wall as he moved too fast.
“Fuck.” he said as he heard the loud bang. He promptly put you down and used his hand to examine the damage done.
“Here, I’ll go get an ice pack.” he said rushing off.
“Wait. Don’t leave me here wit-” fuck.
“Are you alright Y/N?” Anthony asked, tense.
You rubbed the growing lump on your head, “I think?”
“Don’t touch it.” he said and he moved closer to you and you swore you couldn’t even feel your head. The only feeling was your heart fluttering and butterflies in your stomach. He gently cupped your face and tilted it down to look at the lump. You felt your face heat up at the contact and you felt your knees go weak.
“Do you still want to go up?” he asked and you couldn’t form words.
“I-I. um. I”
“Boy you must’ve hit your head hard.” he said pulling you in for a hug. This wasn’t your first hug, but every time your body ignited at his contact and you felt yourself wanting to stay there in his arms forever. You relaxed your head so that it was leaning on his shoulder.
“Are you going to be ok?” he asked when he finally pulled away.
“Yeah.” you whispered.
“Here, let’s go.” he said letting you go up the stairs first. His hand never left your lower back as he guided you up the steps.
Once on the roof, you found your spot next to Renee as you sat down next to her.
“Are you ok?” She asked noticing your change in your usual happy demeanor.
“Yeah. I just hit my head that’s all.” you lied. It was because of Anthony. It felt like you were in a dream from hitting your head too hard.
“Awww my poor baby!” she shrieked as she dramatically wrapped her arms around you. When you didn’t laugh she realized how serious it was.
“What’s wrong?” Oak approached you hearing Renee.
“Y/N hit her head and I can’t even get a laugh out of her.”
“I can change that.” Oak said
“Hey, Y/N, What did everybody say about the mushroom?” he asked.
“What?” you decided to play along
“That he was a fungi… Get it like fun guy?”
You sat and stared at him with your best resting bitch face.
“Oookayy. Maybe not.” he muttered.
“What’s going on?” Anthony asked as he approached you guys.
Before you could say anything, Oak beat you to it.
“Y/N’s being a meanie and not laughing at any of my jokes.” he said
“Oh, boo hoo.” you said, sticking your tongue out at him.
“Hey Ant, bet you can’t get Y/N to laugh.” Oak challenged.
You faced Anthony with a stone face and cocked an eyebrow at him as he thought of what to do. Just when you thought he was going to tell you a stupid joke like Oak, he began singing.
“What the heck I gotta do to be with you.” he sang and you instantly froze at the familiar song.
“What the heck I gotta doooooo to be with youuuu.” he said pointing at you and dancing in circles around you, slinking his body around. You couldn’t help the small smile that cracked your face as it eventually turned into a fit of giggles.
“See! I knew it!” He exclaimed as he clapped his hands together.
Once you had your laughter in check you saw Lin standing by the door with an ice pack in one hand and a smirk on his face. He gestured to Anthony with a smug look on his face. You couldn’t help the blush that spread your cheeks as you shook your head, laughing. Anthony, suddenly aware of your behavior, followed your line of vision to Lin. Of course. He tensed slightly before excusing himself.
“I’m gonna head down.” He said bitterly.
“Aw, Anthony. What’s wrong?” You asked putting a hand on his shoulder.
He looked over at you, a forced smile on his face.
“I’m just not feeling too well.” Not a lie, he thought. You and Lin seemed to be awfully close recently and he wasn’t sure what he was feeling until just then. It was jealousy.
“Oh. Alright then. Feel better.” You gave him a smile and let him go. On the way down he purposefully bumped shoulders with Lin and headed down the stairs as if nothing had happened. Lin gave him a dirty look and opened his mouth to say something when he closed it promptly, a devilish smile spreading his face.
“Are you and Anthony ok?” You asked, seeing the whole ordeal unfold before your eyes.
“No, but I know how you can help.” He said pulling you aside from the others and handing you the ice pack. You thanked him before pressing it to your head.
“How? Do you want me to go talk to him?”
“Not exactly” he said. “You need to tell him that you like him.” He blurted.
“WHA- no! No way!” You shook your head.
“Please Y/N our friendship is on the line!”
“Yeah well so is ours if you make me do this.” You challenged back.
“You don’t understand Y/N.”
“What? What don’t I understand? The fact that you’re trying to make me look like a fool?”
“He likes you.” Lin said softly and you felt your limbs go weak.
“What?” You said in a whisper.
“Don’t you see it? The times he takes your bag for you, when he always tries to make conversation with you before each show, when he gives you compliments, when he can’t take his eyes off of you, the physical contact?” He sighed when you still looked shocked. “I wanted you to find out for yourself or for Ant to grow a pair and tell you but you two have been beating around the bush for too long and I’m so anxious just watching you two. You all are like a bomb ready to explode.” He said.
You were speechless. You didn’t know what to say, but you didn’t need to say much as Lin already knew what you were thinking.
“So please. Just go talk to him.” He said pushing you to the doorway. You let your body take over before you could talk yourself out of it. The truth was, you wanted to tell him just for the small chance that Lin might be right and that Anthony might like you.
You floated down the stairs and to Anthony almost in a dream like trance. The door was cracked open and you gave it a soft knock.
“Listen, Lin I’m sorry man. I dunno what’s gotten into me… sorry.” You heard him make his way to the door and swing it open.
You saw him shirtless due to the NYC summer. His hair loose as he looked frustrated and like he had been pacing the proximity of his small dressing room. You felt your knees buckle and Anthony promptly grab you by your waist and hold you up as you stumbled.
“Woah, are you alright?” He asked as he helped you to your feet once more. “That head bang really must’ve done something to you.”
“No” you said in a quaver.
A look of confusion spread his face as he looked into your eyes to try and decipher what you were trying to say.
“I-I’m sorry? I dunno what I did but-” he started trying to make things right.
“Whenever I’m by you I get all light headed and my knees go weak. All I feel are the butterflies in my stomach whenever you touch me and I can’t stop the blush that spreads whenever you speak” you said almost in one breath.
“Wait… don’t. I’m not done”
He quickly shut his mouth but his grip on your waist tightened.
“And I don’t know how you can do this to me. And I don’t want to hide it anymore because I want all of it. I want to get light headed and weak kneed when you’re by. I want to feel the butterflies in my stomach when you touch me. And I want to be flustered when we talk. I want it because I love the way you make me feel.” You stopped to take a breath.
Before you knew it, Anthony pulled you in from the hallway and pressed you up against the door to close it. Your breath hitched. The space between your lips was almost nonexistent.
“How would you feel if I did this?” He murmured against your lips before pressing them fully onto yours. His hands were on your hips and your hands found their way to his curly locks. You could’ve sworn that you were in heaven the way his lips made you feel. One of his hands made it’s way to your face as he caressed your cheek and you went limp against the door.
He pulled back slowly his eyes still closed. When he opened his eyes, his hazel eyes had a spark in them as he looked into yours.
“You give me butterflies too.” He said before he closed the gap between your lips once more. You hummed against his lips happily as the butterflies in your stomach erupted as his lips moved against yours.
Written by: @ilovebeingjoyful Posted: March 17th, 2017 Pairing: Dad/Tony x Teenage Daughter Reader Warnings: *Trigger warnings* This is a fic based around the reader being in an abusive home. The abuse includes Verbal abuse, hitting, slapping, hair pulling, and pushing. Requested by anon: “Hey there! I was hoping to request some dad tony fluff..he has a teenage daughter but her mom has custody and he kept in touch to make her she had everything she needed. He finds out that she’s being physically abused by the mom and new husband so he fights for custody and wins.” AN: If you are in an abusive home, PLEASE SEEK HELP!!!
The fic starts off with abuse. I didn’t want to risk triggering someone as they scrolled passed, so that is why the “keep reading” tab abnormally soon.