Well, I was in such a state of shock, I completely blacked out. I can't remember a thing. It wasn't until later, when I was washing the blood off my hands, I even knew they were dead.
17. "I didn't know you could sing" for mavinwood please!!
17. “I didn’t know you could sing.”
a/n: I was gonna do this for GTA Ryan then I realised I have not one but two prompts already for GTA Ryan singing haha, so have some short lame hybrid AU instead oop~
Michael wakes up to birdsong.
It’s a lazy Saturday morning and he drifts pleasantly awake, cocooned in the warmth of the blankets, gradually becoming aware first that he’s over at Ryan’s house, and then of the presence of his two boyfriends beside him. It’s been a long time since the three of them were all together - he’s been travelling and Gavin’s been overseas - but they both finally got back last night and Michael hadn’t realised how much he’d missed it, the three of them in one place, especially since they haven’t been together all that long.
But here he is now, slowly stirring awake, realising with glee that it’s the weekend and he doesn’t have to worry about how late they’ve probably slept-
And there’s Gavin, sitting in the bed beside him, making some weird fucking noises.
I'm supposed to be studying for a test tomorrow, but interesting things on the internet keep kicking my ass.
u should try doin a little bit of study and then some internet, to fake-reward urself since ur brain doesnt wanna give u the sweet dopamine rewards for studying and is seeking it from internet things instead
do a lil study and then let ur dopamine squirt all over ur brain while u look at fun content on the world wide web to trick urself into feelin kinda rewarded for studyin
thats proven to work, u do better working if u take teeny breaks 2 satisfy ur desire
Request:“can you do a rodrick x reader smut where they’re neighbors and one day the reader changes and forgets to close her curtains so rodrick confronts her and after that she starts doing it on purpose?” ~ Anonymous
You closed your bedroom door as you casually walked in. Exhausted by the day, you wanted nothing more than to get into your pajamas, and binge on the internet. You kicked your shoes off in a huff, and proceeded to remove your pants and shirt. You unclipped your bra, and let it slide to the floor.
“Woah woah woah woah!” You heard a familiar voice shout, faintly. You turned your head, and gazed out the window. Your cheeks turned a bright, bright red once you realized exactly what happened. A very flustered Rodrick Heffley, was standing in his bedroom window. Arms stretched out, waving to try and get your attention. You had left your curtains open, leaving yourseld completely visible to him. With something of a petrified yelp, you closed the curtains. Heart racing so hard, you swore it was going kill you.
“Fuck. Sorry!” You cried across to your neighbor.
“N-No I’m sorry! I just…it startled me…I guess. Uh, you alright?” He was stuttering through his words. The worst part about all this, was the fact that you had a massive crush on the boy next door. You’d had it since the day you moved it. It wasn’t exactly something you could explain, but none the less, the fact that he saw you like that. It made you shake. You quickly threw pajamas on, and threw open the curtains. Rodrick was still standing there, awkwardly. His hands stuck to his sides. He tried to look at anything but you. “I’m sorry.” He spat.
“It’s my fault, I should have closed the curtains. I wasn’t paying attention. Shit. I’m so embarrassed.” You hid your face in yours hands.
“It’s cool. I mean it’s not cool that like, I- it’s cool like, it’s okay, cool. Damn it.” The both of you, were mumbling, stuttering messes. There was an awkward silence, before you went to close tbe curtains again. “There’s no reason to be embarrassed by the way.”
“You have nothing to be, like, embarrassed about. Y-You’re like, really hot.” He paused, the words running circles around your head. You couldn’t do anything but stare at him with bright red cheeks. “Fuck. Sorry, I’ll just-G'night Y/N!” And with that, he closed his window, and curtains. Leaving you. Rodrick thinks you’re hot? You smiled slightly, reveling in the fact that he just called you hot. Not only that, but he was clearly turned on by you. He was probably touching himself, thinking about his sexy neighbor.
The next day, you attended school as per usual. You got up, got dressed, etc. You were at lunch with your friends when Rodrick pulled you aside for a moment.
“Are we cool?” He asks.
“What? Yeah. Why wouldn’t we be?”
“Well, after last night, I didn’t want you to be mad at me.”
“No, it’s cool. We’re cool. We’re cool, right?”
“Yeah we’re cool. If you’re cool, I’m cool.”
“Cool.” That was a mess of a conversation. Rodrick clearly a little flustered, and shy. It was cute. Really cute. More than cute, it gave you a total lady boner. To see him blushing like that, all because of you. You bit your lip in class as you fantasized about him. You’d done that before, but never with so much driving the pressure. You went home, and otherwise your schedule was usual. Only, you came up with a plan. You waited in your room, leaving the same bedroom window curtains open. You watched out the window, until you saw a figure pass through the window. You stood the same place you did before, waiting. Eventually, the figure returned, Rodrick. He paused, and looked out his window at you. You waved slowly, and he awkwardly waved back. He watched with wide eyes as you started removing your clothing. Slowly, and sexually. Trying to be as seductive as possible. The look on his face, was enough to make you wet. His mouth started to water, as more and more of your skin was revealed. Until you were completely naked.
Nothing was said, but Rodrick took off his own shirt once you nodded at him. He was so flustered, and so turned on. His erection, stiff and pulsating in his pants. You could easily see it once he awkwardly kicked off his jeans. You bit your lip, and naturally your hand went straight to your pussy. You played with yourself, getting off by watching helpless Rodrick do the same. Your eyes never moved from one another, fixated on the other. Rodrick’s hips bucked into his hand, needy for release. He wanted you, so badly, so desperately. He could hardly wrap his mind around the fact that he was actually seeing you naked. He’d thought about you this way 100 times. He never expected you to be this, fuck, he couldn’t get enough of you. He wanted nothing more than to fuck you. No, make love to you. Rodrick would never outwardly admit it, but he was a romantic at heart. You watched as he mouthed your name, jerking himself off to you. You reaching your orgasm before him, you licked your fingers clean of yourself. That sent him over the edge, he helplessly came all over himself. Panting, and still staring at you. You watched him mouth the word, ‘fuck’ and look up and down your body again.
“So uh, what was that? Last night?” Rodrick asked you the next morning at school. His eyes stared into yours, almost serious.
“What was what?” You toyed. He chuckled, and looked down.
“Don’t play with me like that.” He inched closer, almost smooth for a moment. He leaned in, slowly. His lips gently pressed against yours in a tender kiss. From that point on, window sex was almost a normal part of your day. Rodrick sure enjoyed it.
Dude my science teacher just said something about “lookin at pictures of kids” all casual (in context it’s less creepy, it’s not like she or anyone in class was doing that) but I’m just tryin to understand how someone can say that all casual and think that it’s okay? I dunno, it just freaked me out. People only say that casually if they’ve never met someone who actually liked/watched cp I guess….