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hello !! my name is amy , i’m 16 ૮꒰◞ ˕ ◟ ྀི꒱ა

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ㅤ 📻 ﹐ DRUNKKATIE ݁ katiewilmot x patrickfeely ⨳ . .

“Mhm. Ah thanks , baby.” I smiled at the hundredth cheek kiss katie had given me on this short walk home , my hands having to stay on her to keep her from tripping over her own feet and face planting into the ground.

It was a rare sight to see her like this , her skin warm and her cheeks dusted pink from the drink she had earlier but I had to admit it was a beautiful one , she wasn’t so… cautious like this. She was the katie I knew but around everyone , letting everyone see the girl I loved when she was giggling at her own jokes and running around after gibs in the garden.

It was a pain getting her out of that party , she kept whining that she was having a good time but it was getting late and I needed to get her home and to sleep so she could wake up for her music class tomorrow morning , she took music at school with us but being the girl she was she also took a extra class on saturdays with some guy from the guitar shop in town.

“Mph , patrick my feet.” She stopped , her pout lip pouting and her green eyes moving to look up at me.

“What about your feet?”

“My feet hurt.”

“From the walking?”

She nods.

“We’ve been walking for five minutes.”

“You don’t care about my feet.” She huffed , crossing her arms over her chest , “you hate them.”

I had to stop myself from laughing at her , “I don’t hate your feet. They are lovely , now will you come on so we can get you to bed.”

“I can’t move my feet , i’ll die.”

I sighed , turning around and bending slightly so I could throw my girlfriend over my shoulder. I smiled at the squealed she let out but unlike her usual punches to my back and screams to let her down she just stayed there , limp as she let me carry her home.

“Did you have fun?” I asked , making sure I kept talking so she didn’t zone out then fall asleep.

“Mhm , lots.”

“What was the funnest part hm?”

“Gibs and claire.”

“Yeah? What about them?”

“They’re funny.”

I laughed at that , “you really think that?”

“Yep , funnier than you.” She told me in that singsong voice she always used when she tried to irritate me.

“Oh really? Funnier than me?”

“Wayyyy funnier.”

“Yeah yeah , im sure gibs would have you belly laughing at three in the morning right?”

“Oh don’t be jealous of gibs.”

“I’m not jealous of gibs , I know i’m funnier.”

She let out a puff of laugher at that.”

“Exactly !” I said quickly , like it was a prize to hear her laugh.

“Whatever.”

—

For the rest of the walk home I made tiny conversation , keeping her awake and alert as I reached my house and quietly took her upstairs so no one heard us.

As I set her down on my bed she started to talk again , “Patrick i-“

“Shh baby.” I said quickly , pressing my finger to her lip. “You have to be quiet , you think you can do that for me?”

She nods , looking up at me with a look of challenge in her eyes like this was a big mission.

“Good girl. Now lift your arms up , I gotta get you changed.” I told her as I reached into the bottom drawer of my nightstand to get the pjs i had bought for her months ago , keeping them here for moments like this.

She didn’t protest when I changed her , only a laugh caused by a tickle when my hands brushed over her ribs.

“Right , teeth.” I told her , holding out my hand for her to get up.

“Nooo , i’m tired.” She whined , shaking her head.

“Nuh uh , gotta keep that pretty smile pearly white.” I told her , pulling her up and bringing her to the bathroom with me. She moved to sit on the toilet as I grabbed the purple toothbrush she kept in my room and squirted a line of toothpaste onto it , handing it to her and then doing the same for myself.

Her movements were slow and sluggish as she brushed her teeth but eventually she finished , moving to spit in the sink as my hands came to pull the hair out of her face.

“You gonna be able to wash your own face.”

“If I say no will you do it for me?”

“I’ll just do it anyways” I shrugged , turning on the sink and reaching to grab the face wash , rubbing it into my hands slightly before turning to wash the makeup off my girlfriend’s face.

“There , all pretty.” I smiled down at her , using the towel to dry off her makeup free face.

By the time we got to bed she wasn’t even speaking anymore , just collapsed against the pillow and hooking her leg over mine as her eyes drifted closed.

ㅤ 📻 ﹐ BLUSH CENTRAL ݁ katiewilmot x patrickfeely ⨳ . .

PATRICK —

I think it was my born purpose to make katie wilmot blush. I mean it wasn’t even that hard , her cheeks were naturally dusted pink so pretty much every compliment had her cute cheeks deepening to a dark red shade that I wanted to paint everything.

1. For the last few months I had been the one planning dates for us , last week I took her to that new butterfly garden they made up north , she had a great time and I even got a picture of her with a orange butterfly on her nose but today I was sat in music beside her when she turned to me , her cheeks were already starting to flush so i knew this would be good.

“Patrick?” She whispered , her wide eyes finding mine.

“Yeah?” I whispered back as a smile tugged on my lips.

“There’s this uh..” She started to say it but then cut herself off , shaking her head before trying again , “Would you- oh my goodness…”

“I want to see a movie tonight , You are coming” She blurted out before slapping her hand to her mouth , her whole face going bright red.

I laughed at her , reaching to pull her hand away from where it was now attempting to shield her face “I am coming.” I repeated.

“I meant , Would you like to come? I’m so sorry” She mumbled , avoiding my eyes.

“Yeah , yes I would like to come.” I nodded , trying to get her look at me again but remembering we were in a class full of other students so there wasn’t much I could do.

“Katie.” Nothing.

“Katie wilmot.” Nothing again.

“Kathryn Aideen Horgan-Wilmot” Finally she turned to look at me , playing with one of her auburn strands.

“No matter what the plan was I would go. You don’t have to ask , you can just saying i’m going and I will.”

“You will?”

“I will.”

2. For once we had a sunny day in Ireland , I had called Katie over to spend the day with me but somehow we were outside now helping da with the farm animals. However he had fucked off an hour ago so it was just me and katie helping now.

“I’m so sorry for dragging you into this” I told her for what must’ve been the 100th time today.

“It’s okay , I don’t mind helping” She said softly cause she was just too good like that. She was always helping , that was just in her nature.

“You should probably call me to help more often , i’m doing a better job than you.” She teased , then warmth slid up her neck and began to decorate her face like she regretted making the joke at all.

“Oh really? You think you’re better than me?”

Her eyes lit up when I joked back , a smile gracing her pretty face “Uhuh. Much better.”

“I don’t think so.” I laughed before reaching to grab her hips and then lift her up , making her squeal “Patrick !”

I didn’t say anything until I had her thrown in the big pile of hay we had at the front of the shed , her cute green eyes narrowed at me.

“So mean” She mumbled as she looked up at me , “help me up?” She asked , her hand reaching out to me.

I didn’t think twice about it , holding out my hand to pull her up but instead got pulled right down beside her.

“Oh you’re so in for it , Wilmot” I chuckled as I grabbed a clump of the hay and threw it at her , making her retaliate with an even bigger pile.

That’s how we were for around five minutes , throwing hay and laughing at each other before we both collapsed back onto the pile. She was staring up at the sky as I turned to look at her.

“You have something… There” I said as I reached my hand over to take a peace of hay out of the front pieces of hair that framed her face.

Like clockwork her cheeks turned pink and she quickly turned away from me but this time I could make her look at me so I reached over again , using my hand to pull her face back to me.

“Do you think you’ll ever stop the blushing thing?”

“I try.”

“Well can you not? Stop trying to get rid of my favourite side , Wilmot.” I smiled , leaning to press a kiss to both of her pink cheeks.

ㅤ 📻 ﹐ ݁ garrettgraham x british(photographer)reader MEETING ⨳ . .

( not proof read cus im lazy)

Garrett had been getting drilled for weeks about this photoshoot. He didn’t hate photoshoots he just found them long , boring and he wasn’t the biggest fan of hearing photographers boss him around into different poses and angles.

However a calvin klein ad is one you can’t turn down so he agreed , that’s what had him sat in a chair getting his makeup done by girls with british accents and men with noteboards. It was so proper here.

Everytime he would flinch from the makeup or a tug on his hair he would get a “Ah , stop moving.” or a , “Oh i’m sorry , dear.” from the nice lady behind him.

He’d been in the chair for roughly 45 minutes before they sent him out to the room where he was going to get his pictures and videos taken , he felt slightly exposed standing her in nothing but a pair of white boxers with no one else in the room.

Y/N came in a few minutes later , a camera in her hand. Her face beaming with excitement because she often didn’t get to work with such big brands. She’d done some photography for specific celebrities and events but nothing like this so she was buzzing with joy.

“Hi.” Her tiny voice came out , reaching her hand out to shake garretts hand. “I’m Y/N.”

“Garrett.” He gave her a small nod as he shook her hand.

“Oh trust me , I know.” She joked and then got embarrassed at her attempt of humour. Her cheeks went bright red fast before she could stop it. “I’m so sorry , that sounds so creepy.”

He couldn’t help but let out a huff of laughter at her awkwardness , “nah don’t worry about it.”

She just nodded and turned her face away from him as she set up her camera , using her left hand to fan her hot flushed face.

She turned back to him , the red that once dusted her cheeks had settled , allowing her to get back to work. “Okay so if you could just stand over there and…” her nose scrunched up slightly , “as awkward as it sounds you just kinda have flirt with the camera.”

“Flirt with the camera?”

“Uhuh” She nodded , looking away from her camera to look at him. “I’m sure you know how to flirt.”

“With girls.” He shot back , “not with a lens.” His words made a small laugh escape her.

“It’s not as hard as you think it might be , promise.”

Garrett let out a reluctant sigh , moving to stand where she wanted and then… flirted with the camera? It made him feel like a total idiot everytime he looked into the lens but Y/N wasn’t saying anything so he assumed his was doing a good job.

“Awesome” She grinned , reaching a hand up like she going to high five him and then quickly pulling it away “Oh my god.” She mumbled under her breath before quickly scurrying away to grab one of the metal chairs they had left for him and then attempting to lift it over to him.

Why the fuck is this so heavy? she thought to herself as she used all her strength to carry it over to him.

“Heavy?” Garrett teased as he walked over to him , taking the chair from her and carrying it over , “where do you want it?” He asked , his eyes flickering back to look at her , once again , embarrassed face.

“Only a little.” She managed to get out before turning back to the camera , “just set it in the middle , you’re gonna have to pose on it.”

“Yeah , i assumed that.”

“Okay smartass.” She shot back.

“Ahh so you can tease too? I thought you were gonna blush and mumble this whole shoot.” He laughed , moving to sit on the chair as he looked over at her.

“Ha ha.” She deadpanned but once again , the words had an effect on her. I mean it was garrett graham , even a Hi was going to leave the average girl a melting puddle on the floor and this whole shoot she’d been trying her hardest not to just walking over and- okay enough.

Garrett just chuckled at her , going back to his serious face as he posed on the chair , his body moving naturally as she took photos and clips of him.

“Okay , I have all I need.” Y/N smiled , hitting the off button on her camera and standing up straight.

Garretts eyes slightly widened at shock , not because it was over but because how easy it had been. He didn’t feel too uncomfortable after he got used to the whole ‘flirting with the camera thing’. Y/N had done a great job at making him feel comfortable the whole time. “Really? Was it good?” He asked.

She nodded , “Yeah they were great.”

“Oh thanks.” He smiled , walking over to grab his sweatpants and hoodie , pulling them on.

“Soo… how long do they have you staying in London?” Y/N attempted to ask , trying to make conversation with him and keep her eyes off him as he pulled the sweatpants up his toned legs.

“I leave monday morning. Why? You wanna see me more?” He teased , he wasn’t wrong when he said he could flirt with girls.

“Uh i- no that’s not.. I was just making conversation.”

“So you don’t wanna see me? Shame , was hoping you would say yes.” He told her as he ran a hand through his messed up hair from the hoodie he had pulled over his head.

“What?” Her voice sounded embarrassingly squeaky , making her fight the urge to take her hand slap herself across the face.

He watched as the skin along her cheeks turned an adorable shade of pink again , “you blush a lot.”

“Thanks.” She mumbled.

“Ahh don’t worry , it’s cute.” He was definitely doing this on purpose now. “Anyways , I would like to see you more. You free tonight?”

“Tonight?” Her voice held a hint of surprise as she thought over it for a second , “Uh yeah?”

“Cool , you can show me around the london clubs then.”

“Clubs.” She laughed at him , “I mean yeah , yeah I can show you around.”

He nodded , taking his phone from his pocket and handing it to her. He lips going to a small smile as her eyebrows scrunched in confusion , “your number?”

“Oh right !” She took the phone from his hand , her warm fingers brushing against his. She typed the number in quickly , she debated saving her name as something cool but just did Y/N before handing it back to him.

“Right , i’ll see you tonight then.” He told her before leaving , “Goodbye , pink cheeks.” He laughed at his own jokes before walking out the studio doors.

She pressed her hands to her cheeks when he left , groaning at the feel of the warmth beneath her hands but she was going out with garrett graham tonight so it wasn’t too bad.

⠀ ♫ ⠀˓ all about… british reader

( pictures don’t mean anything , just keeping up with my accounts aesthetic :) lol )

britishreader who… loves photography outside of work , of course she loves her job and making content however she finds it beautiful that you can use a camera and capture moments of pure joy to be kept forever.

britishreader who… loves emojis , she would rather respond to garrett with an “😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️” than an i love you because , she just thinks they’re cute.

britishreader who… loves to draw the pictures she’s taken. Late at night she will set up the camera with the recent picture she took and spend hours getting every detail just right , finding beauty in making the pictures transfer onto paper.

britishreader who… stays up really late to call garrett only to mumble all her words and blur sentences together due to exhaustion , garrett finds it adorable , laughing at her and teasing her for being a “sleepyhead”

britishreader who… loves sweets but hates candy. Give her a bag of percy pigs? gone in seconds but when garrett tries to bring her how some american sweet like.. sour patch kids? nuh uh. Hates them.

ㅤ 📻 ﹐ INTRODUCING ݁ garrettgraham x british(photographer)reader ⨳ . .

◟﹒ ₊˚ ᨦ ᨩ BACKSTORY (brief)

garrett graham is sent to London for the weekend . Taking the trip to model for a fashion brand and get his photos taken.

Y/N , a small photographer who loves working with fashion is hired to take the pictures for this shoot. Only her and garrett hit it off right away and he asks her out on a date later that evening. -> read more about her here !!

⠀ ׁ ⠀﹟̲ SUPERMAN!JOHNNYKAVNAGH X READER

♡ ◟ when johnny comes in through your window but you could’ve sworn it was locked shut… strange? · ᩙ ֹ ᩿ ˖

* this is written in first person idk i just know that annoys some people…

I had texted Johnny like an hour ago , nothing in particular just complaining about my headache and the chinese I had order 45 minutes ago that took too long to show up.

He texted me back for a while before telling me had to go to the gym , i reluctantly said bye and turned off my phone. Grabbing the remote from beside my bed and turning on another episode of justice league. I always told Johnny he had some weird resemblance to superman but he refused to listen to me and hated my idea to dress up as clark and lois last year for some odd reason.

Eventually the episode had me falling asleep , the last thing I heard was lana saying something sweet to clark before sleep clouded my mind and I fell asleep.

I must’ve have been out for long before I was scared awake by the sound of a thump hitting my bedroom floor , making me sit up and look down at my 6,5 boyfriend on the floor.

“Johnny?” I mumbled , rubbing my eyes. “How’d you get in?”

“Uh… through the window” He replied , standing up and moving to sit on the edge of my bed.

“My window was locked?” I told him whilst i could feel my eyebrows begin to scrunch in confusion.

“Yeah i just… pulled them open?” He said , like that was totally normal.

“You pulled my locked window open?”

“Don’t worry about it , baby. Go back to sleep.” He said quickly , shifting from where he was sitting to lay down beside me.

“You must have super strength or something.” I teased as I cuddled into his warmth.

“Yeah , maybe I do.” He responded , making me laugh before drifting back off to sleep.

᭝ ܰ ALL ABOUT ME ៳ׄ ֢ ♡

hello everyone !! my name is amy , i’m 16 years old

you can find me on insta , tiktok and pinterest @ crshedfawn !!

I N T E R E S T S .✦ ݁˖

𑣲general :

editing , bunnies , pinterest , purple , reading occasionally sigh , history & more !!

music Ი𐑼 :

olivia rodrigo , ariana grande , olivia dean , blood orange , sza , lauryn hill , mars argo , lizzy mcalpine , sabrina carpenter , role model , clairo , megan thee stallion , beyoncé , alessi rose , madison beer , gracie abrams , laufey , brent faiyaz , frank ocean , asap , charli xcx , future .

ᥬᩤ shows & movies :

the office , starling girl , spongebob , dirty dancing , bottoms , the holdovers , wicked , smallville , gossip girl , yellow jackets , superman , queer , spiderman into the spider verse , little women , to the bone , tnbc , eah , obsession

characters ₍^. .^₎⟆ :

spongebob , superman , amy march , katie wilmot , glinda upland , pam beesly , summer roberts , pinkie pie , orange blossom , cinderella , kat stratford , luna lovegood , aoife molloy , liz buxbaum , blair waldorf , johnny kavanagh 💘 , angus tully , isabel (bottoms) , hannah wells , indy ivers , erika fane , grace ivers , sarah cameron , superman and many many more

⠀ ׁ ⠀﹟̲ SUB!RAFE X READER

♡ྀི ₊ warnings , smut ( female oral ) , use of good & bad boy , swearing.

ʚৎ ˚ . # JOKES THAT DIDNT LAND. ⁺

(not proof read cus im lazy)

He’d been getting your nerves all week , it wasn’t like he didn’t know this either. You could see it everytime he made one of his “joke” comments that he would get this small smirk start to pull on his lips.

You’d been sat watching a movie earlier that week , the actors started to get handsy and the female actor letting out noises of pleasure.

“Jesus , you never make those noises. Shame , makes a woman hotter.”

You immediately sat up from his chest , slapping at his arm , “ew ! don’t say disgusting bullshit like that.”

“I’m only joking , baby” He smiled , wrapping arm around your waist and pulling you close so he could kiss your neck.

“You make my favourite noises.” He mumbled against your skin.

—

Two days later you were stood at the kitchen stove , standing in your little apron as the scent of home cooking started to fill the kitchen.

You didn’t look up when the door opened , expecting it to be Rafe. He had gone golfing a few hours ago and always came back with quite the appetite.

He walked into the kitchen , his tanned arms from playing in the sun all day wrapping around your waist , his chin moving to rest on your shoulder.

“What you cooking?” He asked , looking down at the pot infront of you.

“Hmm? pasta.” You smiled , using one of the tiny spoons to take a bit and hold it out for him to taste.

“Ew fuck baby , tastes like shit.” He said the moment he swallowed the food , making your lip pout out slightly as you looked at his face.

“What? You usually like it.” You couldn’t help how small your voice came out , biting the inside of your lip.

“Aww don’t pout , baby. I was just messing. Tastes perfect.” He said quickly when he saw your expression , taking the spoon from your hands to get himself another bit , eating this bit with a hum of approval.

—

When you had gone to bed that night rafe did his usual. He started by “kissing you goodnight” whilst his hands wandered. Then pressing wet kisses down your neck , little words of need spilling out of his mouth.

“Want you so bad , baby. Was thinking about this all day at golf.” He mumbled against your skin, tilting his head to look at your eyes.

But to his surprise you shook your head , a little “nuh uh” escaping your lips.

“Nuh uh?” He repeated , making you nod your head at him.

He sat up now , resting his weight on his hand the was on the other side of you as he looked down at your unhappy face , “why? what’s wrong?”

“I don’t think you deserve it.” You huffed , crossing your arms across your chest.

“Don’t deserve it?” He let out a small laugh of shock , “what have i done to not deserve it?”

“You keep making me upset.”

“Is this about the food earlier? Baby , I said it was a joke.”

“It didn’t make me laugh. Nor did the movie one , or the one at dinner with your dad , or-“

“Okay , i get it. You don’t like the jokes.” He cut you off , his eyebrows falling slightly , making him look like a sad wounded puppy.

“Hate the jokes.” You corrected.

“I’m sorry baby.” He mumbled , pressing his lips back to your skin , “let me make it up to you?” He asked whilst his hand moved to rub against the clothed fabric between your legs.

“Mm” You couldn’t help but whine , you wanted to be stronger. Make him beg… but it was getting hard. “I really shouldn’t let you , you were being bad.”

“Being bad?”

“Mhm , bad boy.”

His eyebrows shot up at that , looking at your eyes again , “no don’t call me that. I’m not a bad boy , i’m sorry.” He pleaded , his bottom lip pouting out slightly.

“You are a bad boy.”

“Let me be good , i’ll make it up to you. Be a good boy” He begged , his hands gripping at your hips.

“Mm , you have to make it up to me really good then.”

He nodded , his hand moving to pull at your sleep shorts , letting out a needy whine at the sight of you infront of him.

He didn’t waste any time like he usually did , no teasing kisses or making you beg. He just got to work , running his tongue along your wet heat.

“Oh fuck” You couldn’t help the mumbled curse from spilling out your lips.

He didn’t let up for even a moment , his tongue working with the right amount of pressure and speed to make your hands grip at the fluffy pink pillow beside you.

“I’m so sorry. I won’t be bad again” He continued to mumble against your core , his tongue continuing to move.

He paused for a second before flipping onto his back and grabbing your hips , pulling you down to straddle his face.

“Rafe !” You squealed at the change of movement , hesitating for a moment and keeping your weight up from his face.

He did the same needy whine , using his hands to pull you fully down onto his face , the contact making you moan and grab the headboard.

“That’s it baby. Use my face however you want.” His voice came out whiney , his tongue going back to work as your hips began to rock back and forth against his face.

The hot coil started to build in your tummy as your grinds and rocks became more sloppy and needy , “oh rafe im gonna- holy shit.”

“Yes , that’s it. Make a mess on my face.” He begged , his tongue moving quicker now.

You throat cried as you came , your thighs nearly clapping shut around his head but you forced them to stay open as you rode out your orgasm. Moving to sit back were you where when it was over , your chest moving up and down with each heavy breath you took.

Rafe rolled over to look at you , his chin wet with slick but his eyes full of adoration. “Did i do good? I’m not a bad boy anymore?”

“No. No you’re a good boy now.”

݁ ۪ GIFTING LOVE ⟢

＠ ˒ kf headcanon

patrick feely —

I wasn’t miserable , I liked the holidays and christmas time happened to be my favourite.

Not for any sappy reason , i simply just liked this time of year. The nights were dark and cold , meaning that the feeling of entering the house filled me with warmth as I walked through the house.

It meant that snow fell , making the fields look nice and animals were mostly indoors for the winter so the work load was less.

It was a good time of year.

I tried my best every year to indulge in the groups christmas “activities”. Usually it just meant everyone went to winter wonderland and skated or got some gifts but nothing proper.

Little Biggs decided she wanted to secret santa this year and because that curly haired blonde was impossible to say no to I found myself sticking my hand in the hat to pick out a small piece of crumpled paper.

I held the paper close my chest as I opened it , delighted to see the name ‘katie’ scribbled across my scrap of paper.

I was going to get her a gift anyways this year , I know I shouldn’t after she just broke up with biggs but she was still my friend , i still wanted to gift her and now i could do it without feeling the guilt.

A few weeks ago we had been sat in music class , i remember katie wearing her blazer and coat , her red hair curled and falling around her shoulders. Looking incredibly cozy despite the cold bite of the November air in this classroom.

I remember listening to her as she spoke about this guitar model she really wanted , she went on for at-least 15 minutes about it before doing that blushing thing she does before mumbling to herself and then stopping with her rambling.

That day I had decided I was going to buy it for her because I knew that she wasn’t going to buy it for herself and she deserved more than just wishing for a guitar when I could give it to her.

“Who’d you get?” The sweet voice asked me , breaking me out of my thoughts as my eyes landed on the green eyed fox featured girl infront of me.

“I can’t tell you that ,” I smiled , “that defeats the point of it being a secret.”

She huffed at my reply , like she expected me to say that. “No fun. I could help you with who you have.”

“I don’t need help , I know what I’m going to get them.” I shrugged , watching as she rolled her eyes at my words.

“Well i… will you help me? I have no clue what to get for my person.” She admitted , a pout painting her pink lips as she looked down at the piece of paper in her pale hands.

“You really hate keeping secrets.”

“Shut up , just help me.”

“Well who’d you get?”

“Gibsie.” She said quietly , a tiny little whisper so no one around us heard her.

“And you have idea what to get him?”

“Nope.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at her as i nodded my head , “yeah , i’ll help you don’t worry.”

—

It had been two weeks since we picked the names from the hat , now all sat in a circle in the living room of hugh and claire’s house.

Claire had made everyone put the gifts under the tree secretly so she could hand them out without the other person knowing. She was so excited for this , it was kinda cute to see.

She had given out most of the presents , only a few left under the tree as she reached and grabbed the long present wrapped in green paper that didn’t fit under the tree.

“Katie !” She said happily , “this one’s for you” she told her as she handed over the gift to katie was sat opposite me , resting her head against the couch from where she sat on the floor.

Katie sat up slight as she took the gift from claire , her green eyes widening slightly as she realised the big gift everyone had been waiting on was her.

She carefully reached a hand up to rip the paper from the top , revealing the black case that held the guitar inside.

She let out a tiny gasp that only I heard by the looks on everyone’s faces as she finally got rid of all the paper and zipped open the case , looking at the guitar was a look of awe in her eyes.

“I.. uh.. thank you.” She stuttered , not looking up to meet anyways eyes as her freckled cheeks turned pink.

—

As the evening came to a close , I grabbed my gift. I had got a really really nice watch and a new jumper , I was actually really happy with my gift and by the excitement on little shannon’s face as I opened the gift I assumed it was her and thanked her for it as johnny and her left earlier.

I walked out the door behind katie who was holding the case so delicately in her hands , closing the door behind us made her stop and turn to me.

“Thank you , patrick.” She said ever so gently.

“For what?” I replied , acting like I had no clue what this girl was talking about.

“The gift , you would’ve been the only one to know I wanted it.”

“Ahh right , you’re welcome , katie.” I nodded , watching as she adjusted her plaid scarf higher up her cheeks , it may have been to shield herself from the cold or to hide her rush of blush.

“Katie ! Cmon let’s go !” I heard aoife shout from joeys car , smiling at her bestfriend and waving her hand to call her over.

“I should…” She started to say before I cut her off.

“Goodnight , Katie.”

“Goodnight , Patrick.” She replied , hesitating for a moment before standing on her tippy toes to press a quick kiss to my cold cheek before quickly turning on her heels and rushing to Joeys car.

I watched them drive off before getting into my own car , a smile on my face the whole way home as my cold face flushed with heat everytime I thought about the kiss she left on my skin.

BIRTHDAY SEX ♡ JOHNNYKAVANAGH

warning — contains smut , male oral receiving but that’s it <3

a/n — happy birthday to the only man ever 😭😭😭 i miss you johnny kavanagh !!

When I had woken up this morning I made sure to be really quiet as I snook downstairs to grab the cake I had ordered for my husband and the lighter , I carefully walked up the stairs with and pushed the bedroom door open with my foot .

As i approached our bed I was met with the sight of my husbands sleeping face , his brown hair falling over his head as he slept peacefully , his face deep in the pillow. I sat on the edge of the bed , my hand brushing some of his hair out of his face , “Johnny , wake up birthday boy” I whispered , leaning down to press little kisses all over his face.

He woke up with a groan , using his big hands to rub at his eyes as she shifted onto his back , his eyes coming to meet the sight of me sat on our bed with the cake in my hand.

“Morning baby” His voice came out all deep and sleepy , it was my favourite sound.

“Good morning” I smiled , using the lighter to light the few candles on the cake , I didn’t bother with the song. I had sung last year and we both just laughed the whole time so this time I just held the cake out for him to blow out .

His lips turned to a sleepy smile as he used his breath to blow out the candles , his eyes flicking up to meet mine after he was done , “thanks baby. Looks great.”

I set the cake down and moved to lay beside him , my head finding the crook of his neck as my fingers traced mindless shapes across his perfect chest.

“I was gonna give you your gifts later , but I can give you one now if you want it?”

He turned his head to look down at me , “hm? what kind of gift?”

“I don’t know , maybe something like your wife and her mouth to gift her husband on his birthday.”

I felt his breath stuttered as he took in my words , “sounds like a good gift.”

I smiled as i began to kiss down his neck , across his chest and down his abs , my hands fumbling with the pair of black boxers he slept in as I pulled them down , “oh god” he mumbled through a deep inhale .

I smiled , using my hand first to work his hard cock in my hands , my tongue peeking out to teasingly lick the tip of his dick.

“You can’t tease me today , baby. Not fair on my birthday.”

“Mm? that’s your excuse?”

“it’s not an excuse , it’s my birthday .”

I just let out a huff of a laugh as I replaced my hand with my mouth , hollowing out my cheeks as I worked to move my head up and down along his length.

“oh fuck , oh just like that baby” I heard my husband groan from above me , my eyes moving to meet the sight of him slightly wrecked already .

His hips bucked up once as I took him deeper but he quickly stopped “i’m sorry , didn’t mean to , angel.” He said apologetically .

“It’s okay , you can.” I told him , continuing to use my mouth to please my birthday boy.

He whined at my words , his hips starting to thrust slowly up into my mouth , “Fuck , i’m not gonna last baby , ‘m so close.”

At his words I slightly sped up , my movements become sloppy as he continued to thrust into my mouth , both of us working to get him to reach his high.

“oh y/n , yes- yes oh god” He mumbled as I felt thick , hot ropes of cum hit the back oh my throat , I didn’t stop my movement until I had milked every last drop from him , only then did I sit up and wipe my mouth hand.

“You can get the rest of your gift later” I said , moving back to my spot against his chest , “happy birthday , babe. I love you”

THE OFF CAMPUS BOYS AS DADS DURING & AFTER PREGNANCY ♥︎

a/n — i know they go to have kids in the books !! this is just fun and imagine this is just based on the first books :) so i apologize if this isn’t accurate to some people

GARRETT —

• constantly taking pictures. Pictures to see the bump size increase , some for memories , some to “show the baby” and then random pictures when you aren’t looking.

• every night before bed he talks to the bump for atleast ten minutes , telling them about his day or something random because he claims it’s “bonding time” and that it will make him the fav parent before the baby is even born .

• a sucker for baby clothes. Baby shoes specifically, he has already started a collection. When you guys are out shopping the cute tiny shirts and outfits always make him stop and aww at them , usually picking them up and buying them because he can’t control himself.

• he wouldn’t care what the gender is , he would love either because he would like to have a boy to show him that you can pick what you want to do and he wouldn’t force him to do hockey but he would also love a girl because he thinks it would be adorable , he can just imagine a mini version of him running around only with pigtails and tutus.

• he ends up getting a girl and he’s delighted , he actually cries and spends the rest of the night googling and making a list of baby names the day you guys found out the gender.

• when she’s born he immediately becomes wrapped around her tiny finger , when she cries he’s doing everything to settle her down and when she gets older and is able to ask for things? oh he’s done for.

DEAN —

• he does that thing where he compares the size of the baby to fruit the whole time. You don’t really understand it but he seems happy doing it so you let him. Once the baby reaches “watermelon size” he decides to try and strap the watermelon to his own stomach but he doesn’t even last an hour.

• he goes toy crazy. He’s a big child himself so when you’re out and he sees a cool toy he uses the baby as an excuse to buy it even if you can tell he wants it too. By the time the babies born the nursery is filled with toys.

• He keeps a picture of your scan in the back of his phone case , he actually buys a clear one so everyone can see it and then ask him so he gets an excuse to talk about the baby and you .

• like garrett he wouldn’t really mind , however i do think he would like to idea of having a little girl and being able to treat her like a princess. He would love the idea of a blonde baby girl that he could baby and fuss over.

• he also gets a girl !! you guys don’t find out until the babies born and he practically jumps with excitement in the hospital when he hears that it’s a girl , hes immediately all over her . Kissing her cheeks , tickling the bottom of her feat and pressing raspberries to her belly in an attempt to make her laugh.

• as she gets older their relationship gets stronger , she’s his best friend. You come home sometimes and he will be in her room wearing a tiara and some very badly done makeup whilst sitting at the tiny table in her room and drinking tea like “princesses.”

LOGAN —

• he figures out you’re pregnant before you do because he knows you so well. The second something is off he knows immediately and when you take the test to find he’s over the moon at the positive response.

• he spends a lot of time on the nursery , painting animals on the walls and building everything. He’s in his element the whole time and takes pictures to send to everyone showing off his “amazing work” that he did for his baby.

• his hand is always resting on the bump. Before you were pregnant he often had his hand on your waist but now that you had a big round bump he made sure to keep his hand on it , wanting everyone to see the child you were both having.

• he would say he doesn’t have a preference because he really wouldn’t be annoyed by whatever the gender is but he would secretly really want a boy. He would want a buddy to do stuff with and play sports but he would never be against having a girl.

• he finds out you’re having a boy but he doesn’t do a big over the top celebration he simply smiles and gives you a kiss , he didn’t want to seem like he was going to be disappointed with a girl even if you knew he was ecstatic that it was a boy.

• when the boy is born he does everything with him , he gets one of those things you wear across your chest to keep the baby with you and just walks about with him as he does his tasks. They team up on you as they get older , it’s like logan and his mini version. They’re so similar that it makes you so happy to see the man you love be reflected through your son.

TUCKER —

• cravings? he specialises in them. Any weird thing you are imagining he goes to make it , and he makes it sooo good. It always tastes like the exact thing you imagined , it’s like his talent.

• he’s always online shopping for the baby , he just likes to look at everything and imagine you guys with the baby . Sometimes he even gets emotional when he sees a picture of a family on one of the shopping websites because he starts to imagine you guys like that.

• he spends the whole 9 months fussing over you. Late night needs? he’s on it. Sore feet? he’s rubbing them. You’re sleepy and need help doing your hair? He’s learnt how to do braids and curling and straightening , the whole lot.

• he’s very open about wanting a girl. He also knows what you want and just wants you to get that but he wants a girl so bad , he’s planned everything out for his baby princess.

• He cries when finds out it’s a girl and the seconds she’s born? He treats her like an angel , she’s spoiled rotten and taken care of so delicately it makes you fall inlove with him all over again.

THINKING OF YOU ♡

— he can’t give you what you want.

I had tried for weeks to move on , to not think about the blonde boy from nights ago .

I mean he had his reputation right? It was stupid to assume I was any different.

But yet I couldn’t stop because it wasn’t just sex , or atleast it wasn’t just that to me. Dean had done more with me , sure we had sex but we talked , we watched movies , we ordered food and we went out.

It was good for a month before he went back to the way it was before , simple passing comments and flirting teases when I was around . Usually I would be able to give it back but I couldn’t anymore , I couldn’t do it.

Not when I was always thinking about and he wasn’t thinking about me.

It was a friday night after hockey and , as usual , the boys had thrown a party. I had debated not going but Hannah wanted to go for garrett and allie had practically forced me to get ready.

That’s what lead me to be sitting outside on the little stupid , hand painted bench they had in the garden . I didn’t even get a drink , I said hello to a few people and left to go sit outside by myself .

I had made eye contact with dean for only two seconds when I walked in however when I was walking out he was getting handsy with a blonde girl in the kitchen , i couldn’t take it.

The garden was quiet beside the music leaking in from the party happening behind me . It was so quiet that when the door opened I jumped and pressed my hand to my heart.

“Sorry , didn’t mean to scare you.” The voice said from behind me , I didn’t have to turn around to know who it was because I had heard it say sweet nothings to me for so long that it became a constant noise in my head.

I kept my mouth shut , my eyes on the ground and my head down as dean approached the bench and sat beside me , a beer in his hand.

“Why are you out here? It’s much more fun in there.”

“I wanna be out here.”

“Don’t wanna party with your friends?”

“No.”

“Okay then , quiet treatment.” He said from beside me and it made me roll my eyes but I still couldn’t look at him. I couldn’t do it because I was weak , I was weak and too involved with someone who clearly didn’t feel anything , for anyone.

“You weren’t my girlfriend.” He added on.

“Yep , wasn’t your girlfriend.”

“Did you think you were?”

“No.”

“Did you want to be?”

I fell silent , my voice just shut down and I couldn’t get any words out because that’s what I wanted. That’s what I wanted the most but I wasn’t going to embarrass myself by admitting that. I would only get hurt more.

“I would be an awful boyfriend to you , y/n. I couldn’t do that to you.”

“So why keep me around?” I managed to whisper out to him , trying to get some idea of what his mind looked like when he thought of me.

“I liked having you around , I really did like you.”

“Did?”

“Do. I do like you but that doesn’t change that fact I wouldn’t be a good boyfriend.”

“And you don’t want to even try?”

“I don’t want to try anything that will break your heart.”

And with that he left , he got up from the seat beside me and went back to the house as hot tears finally started to stream down my cheeks.

He didn’t even want to try for me? The idea of us trying was so horrible to him? My heart was already broken. He couldn’t break it anymore .

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When I was leaving later on into the night I shamefully looked around the house one last time , trying to catch a glimpse of the blonde haired boy.

“He’s in his room.” Garrett said from beside me , clearly being able to tell what I was looking for.

“Oh.”

“Not with a girl.” He was quick to add , “he was.. i don’t know . He’s being weird.”

“Yeah , weird.” Weird was barely the right word to describe dean , dean was everything that I couldn’t understand. The hardest equation I had ever faced.

“I wouldn’t give up , he’s very stuck in his ways but you’re you and dean likes you.”

I didn’t reply to garrett , i just grabbed my jacket and left.

SCRATCHED UP ♡

Garrett graham x reader

When I had woken up this morning the first thing I felt was a heavy weight against my chest. I opened my eyes , squinting at the bright sun spilling through the window. My eyes travelled down to discover the weight to be my boyfriend laying across my chest , his face shoved into my neck.

My eyes kept travelling and land on his back , i could stare at his back all day. The muscles and tattoo.. god i get carried away. Anyways , on his back was a bunch of bright red scratch marks from me. I hadn’t meant to leave so many marks last night but when my 6ft 2 boyfriend is hitting me in the right spots I get a bit carried away.

I forgot to tell him though when he woke up , only thirty minutes after he finally woke up he was standing in his gym gear , leaning down to press a gentle kiss to my lips before leaving to go work out with his friends.

GARRETT

The gym had nearly killed me today. I don’t know what dean was doing but he kept making me push for more and I was now currently sweating buckets as I downed my water.

The other guys were sweating too , making them pull their tight shirts off and like the man I am , i followed after them. Pulling the black under armour shirt I was wearing over my head and tossing it onto the bench beside me.

When I turned to set my water back down I heard the guys start laughing behind me.

My head snapped up to them “What? What’s so funny.”

“Your back , since when did you get a cat?@ Dean laughed , pushing back his blonde hair as he did.

Tucker and Logan just kept laughing at me but I was still confused so I walked to the full length mirror on the wall of the gym and turned slightly so I could see my back.

Only then was I greeted with the art my girlfriend had created last night.

“Oh.” I smiled , not even bothering to make up an excuse for my back , “that was y/n.”

“Your girl did that?” Logan ask me , his eyes widening slightly.

“That’s what happens when she gets the sex god” I laughed at myself , shrugging my shoulder.

The three of them groaned at me , “You’re so full of yourself.” Tucker complained .

TASTE TEST BICEPS ♡

My legs were currently dangling from where I sat on the counter top of my boyfriends house . His house along with his three friends but they weren’t in the kitchen with us right now so it was just us .

He had that stupid apron on that I got him for his birthday as a joke and now he refuses to cook or bake without it . I couldn’t deny that it was adorable , he looked very cute in it but I wasn’t going to tell him that .

I watched as he used the whisk to mix the batter he had created in a big silver bowl , my eyes however were not focused on the batter . I was focused on the way his arm flexed and showed off his perfect biceps as he quickened up the pace of his mixing .

I was too focused on his arm that when he looked up at me and caught my eyes staring I didn’t even notice .

“You like what you see?” I heard his voice say , pulling me out of my thoughts as my eyes moved to land on his very smug face.

“Shut up.”

Tucker laughed at me , setting the whisk down to flex his arm at me , continuing to laugh as he did it.

“You’re so annoying.” I rolled my eyes even if the sight of his arms was nearly as delicious as the food he made.

“You love my arms.”

“Don’t exaggerate it.”

A few minutes later he had finally created all his batters and then he turned to me.

“You wanna try?”

“Mhm.” I nodded , my mouth was nearly watering at the smell of this kitchen .

He smiled at my response before using a spoon to take the chocolatey brown batter from the bowl and smear it onto his bicep.

He moved over to me and flexed it right infront of my face.

“Here you go.” He said , the cockiness oozing out of his voice.

“I’m not eating from your bicep.”

“Oh please , drop the act. I know you want to.”

I couldn’t deny it. I really did want to. I mean I often just bit my boyfriend’s bicep when he wasn’t even doing anything because they looked so good and now he was feeding me with them?

I attempted to roll my eyes but it was half hearted as a smile graced my lips , I took the bicep in my hands as I brought my mouth down to lick the batter off of it.

“Good?” He asked me a moment later.

“Hmm… I think I need to try more to tell.” I teased , my eyes glistening now that I had gotten my first taste of him.

He just laughed at me as he used the spoon to apply more batter to his bicep.

It was safe to say this is my new favourite way of trying my boyfriend’s food.

OFF CAMPUS SMUT

bf!garrett x gf!y/n x bestfriend dean

warnings : unprotected , an@l , threesome and.. idk like it’s just pure smut i also apologize if this is really bad i don’t often write smut .

When my boyfriend told me that he wanted to change things in the bedroom I thought he meant a new position or a toy but now I was laying her under garrett as his bestfriend , dean , knelt on the other side of us .

I couldn’t help but enjoy the thrill of them both being here , them both seeing me like this.

All I could hear was heavy breathing against my neck filling my ears as garretts hand moved from my waist to the growing heat between my thighs. His hand was barely moving and yet I was a pathetic mess underneath him , grinding my self against his hand .

The moment I did he stopped , pulling his hand away and looking down at me before turning to the blonde kneeling on the other side of me .

They both grinned at each other and I felt myself clench around empty space as a needy whine escaped my lips .

“aww don’t whine , pretty. You’ll feel so good soon.” Dean leant down to whisper in my ear and then left a trail of wet , hot kisses from my ear to my neck. I could hear rustling coming from where garrett was kneeling , looking over to the sight of him in only boxers and his abs.. fuck those abs.

Dean and him quickly swapped positions as dean now moved to get rid of his clothes aswell .

It only took a few minutes for us all to be bare and now I was laid on the bed with my legs spread and very hungry brunette captain in between them. The moment his mouth touched me my whole body shook , arching off the bed as I gripped Deans hand.

“You’re that good?” Dean asked his bestfriend before moving his head to take one of my rock solid nipples into his mouth , the sound of the sucking of my breasts and the wet slops against my pussy was only adding the warmth in my belly.

Despite my boyfriend big hand gripping onto my thigh my body still found the way to buck up against his face . It only made him chuckle against me. I would have said something , moaned his name but I was cut off as Dean switched from one nipple to giving the same attention to the other.

“come on baby , keep moving . Making yourself come on my face , give it to me.” I heard my boyfriends deep voice come from between my legs , with his words my hips started bucking and grinding more messy and needy , unable to hold back my moans as the filled the bedroom .

“there’s my girl come on , show dean what my girl can do.” He kept saying my girl all night , like even though it was his idea for this situation he still needed to remind dean and maybe himself and I that I was still his . Dean was only fun for one night.

I cried out as my body shook and finally came all over his face . They both stopped moving once I came down , the sound of the pop of my nipple leaving deans mouth making me whine again.

Garrett came back to me , his lips finding mine . Letting taste myself on his mouth as he mumbled sweet words to me , “that was so good baby , such a good girl for me.”

I had no time to reply as garrett lifted me from the bed and moved to lay where I was laying seconds again . He placed me down so I was sat ontop of him . I took a deep breath because I thought he was going to finally start to fuck me but instead he turned to dean.

He just nodded at his bestfriend , dean and him must’ve had some preplanned sign because now dean was knelt between my legs and my eyes couldn’t help but flick down the big hard cock in between his own legs.

I whined again , pathetic.

Dean reached to of his long fingers out to run them across my soaking wet pussy , he removed them before I could really feel pleasure and then shifted so his dick was aligned with me. The moment he pushed the head in my own head fell back against garretts shoulder.

“It’s okay , you can take it.” My boyfriend mumbled as he kissed along my exposed neck.

Dean waited a moment before starting to push more of himself in , filling me just right as my walls fluttered to give him access.

“Holy fuck.” He mumbled as I moaned at the feel of him .

When he started to rock his hips , hitting deep inside me with every stroke I gripped onto garretts arm , my eye screwed shut as I got hit with waves of pleasure .

“Look at you , taking his dick so well.” Garrett mumbled again , “gonna fill you up even more baby , you okay with that?”

My cheeks with pink with excitement as I nodded , too dazed to actually reply . I knew what he meant , we had talked about it a few times but never actually tried it.

He lifted me up by my hips slightly which meant the way dean was filling up my cunt suddenly felt so much more . I whimpered , my hands gripping deans shoulder as I felt my boyfriend line his rock hard dick up with my ass.

“If it hurts let me know , baby.” Garrett told me before pushing the head of his cock into my ass.

“Oh my god !” I cried but it wasn’t pain , it stung for a few seconds but fuck it felt so good.

Garrett still had his hand on my hips , using this to pick me up and then set my back down . Meaning the both him and his blonde bestfriend were hitting deep inside of me at the same time .

A string of curses and moans left my mouth as my head fell forward against deans chest.

I could barely hear the boys curses and grunts as they moved inside of me due to my own noises that I wasn’t even bothering to muffle anymore .

High pitched whines and moans kept escaping my throat as they kept moving at a delicious pace.

I always thought it was impossible for a guy to feel so good but now I had two very good examples of how good this felt.

I felt the coil in my belly start to build again as garrett reached around my waist to circle my clit but he stopped and pulled back as dean took over.

“Oh dean !” I cried , my head still against his shoulder .

“I know , i know . Me too , pretty.”

“Fuck.. oh my god i’m gonna come again.” I cried , her hands squeezing tighter on deans shoulder .

“There you go , come all over his cock.” I heard garrett say between grunts and deep breaths.

Garretts filthy words in my ear were only doing more to bring my closer to my edge and then as dean kept adding pressure and touch to my clit my thighs shook and the walls of my pussy clenched around his cock when I cried as I came again.

I was recovering from it as they both kept having me bounce on them both and a few seconds later I felt two warm hits of cum fill me up .

All three of us sat still for a moment , catching our breaths and then they both pulled out slowly . The loss of contact making my face fall .

A few minutes later we were all laid down on garretts bed , his arm resting against my waist as his face was nuzzled into my neck and his big blonde bestfriend was panting beside me.