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A/N: This was my first request and I deleted it by accident when I posted it for the first time :( I’m so sorry, anon. Hope you like it! Lots of love ♡ 

Also??? Thank you so much for 99 followers! 

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You loved your job. You were extremely grateful for every aspect of your life at the moment; except for one tiny detail…

“Come on! Can you move faster?” That irritating voice shouted again, getting on your nerves. “This is all your fault.” 

“How is it my fault that your lazy ass couldn’t get out of bed on time? I set three alarms!” You shouted back, trying your best to walk as fast as possible with an extra bag on the heavier side on your shoulder. “And, for the record, this isn’t my responsibility.” 

Jude only gave you a nasty look in response, ignoring that him being late for the photoshoot was entirely his fault and not yours. Seems like no matter how many months passed, he still believed you were his personal assistant, instead of just one of the many managers for the national team.

“Stop!” You said when the door to the studio was visible. “Late and bad at dressing yourself. Don’t you know how to take proper care of yourself?” He’s a momma’s boy, you knew that. He was so spoiled that it made sense why he was so rotten.

“Can you stop criticizing? It’s enough torture to hear your voice this close.” 

That was a good one, and the urge to reply with something even hurtful was there, but if you did, you’ll get fired. Of course, the golden boy of the team couldn’t live with being “bullied” by staff members. 

So you stayed silent, fixing his tie and shirt the best you could. While trying to get some of the few wrinkles away from the fabric, you thought that it was a shame… Such a hot guy, but so insufferable. Instant turn-off. 

“Well, this is the best I can do… Get out of my sight.” You said with a calmer tone, expecting him to behave now that other people could hear him bark at you like the dog he was. 

“It would be a pleasure to stop seeing your face for a few hours.” He whispered after a few seconds, giving you a nasty look that did no help to your murdering instincts. 

“Cunt…” You whispered once he was out of earshot.

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“Hey, darling!” For once, you faced a nice person. It’s been a few hours since the photoshoot, and since you were one of the main managers, your job was to attend the players with anything they could possibly want. You knew Jude would take advantage of this, so you sneaked out of the zone he was sitting at. 

“Mason.” You greeted back, not wanting to hide the smile he puts on your lips every time he was around. Unlike someone else, Mason was sweet and educated when asking for something, so it was always a pleasure to work with him. “It’s been a while since we chatted.” “Yeah! I was wondering when I could catch you without Jude around…” He sat beside you, waving his eyebrows with a smirk on his face. “He’s… very protective of you.”

“What?” His words were more than confusing. “You meant tyrannic?”

“No, not at all. It’s just that he doesn’t like it when the rest of us get too close to his precious manager.” He gave you another smile, seeming happy with your terrorized expression. “But that’s not the thing I wanted to talk about with you.” Mason fixed his posture, looking unbothered by other players being close to the both of you. “Do you know about the charity event next week?” 

“Yeah! Must be fun to be able to attend that type of thing.” You didn’t know where this whole conversation was going, but you liked it. “Why you ask?” 

“Well, I was thinking that maybe we could go together. You know, a little casual thing.” That took you by surprise. Mason Mount asking you on a date… And not any date, but a charity event type of date?

“Well…” You stuttered, not knowing what to say. 

“What are you doing? Let’s go, my family is waiting for me at the hotel.” Of course…

“Can’t you see I’m having a conversation with Mason? Don’t be a rude prick, Jude.” You said under your breath, embarrassed that Mason heard everything. 

“It’s okay, darling. Mate, we’re kinda talking about something important. Two minutes?” Jude’s eyes wandered between the two of you, arching one eyebrow. 

“Sure…” He said after a few seconds, looking at you with the type of eyes he used when he wanted to go somewhere else asap. “I’ll get my bag while you guys finish.”

“So? What do you say?” Mason’s smile never wandered while he saw Jude walking away. 

You studied his face for a moment before smiling back. Fuck it.

“Give me your phone.” And then he knew he was getting not only a date but your number as well.

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The ride to the hotel was extremely tense and you couldn’t wrap your finger around what happened. It’s not like you two weren’t used to fighting half the time (if not more) you were together. 

You could feel him sending glares at your profile, making you wonder if he was about to say something or not. With a sigh, you decided to give in. 

“What is it?” The question seemed to take him aback, because you could feel him moving around the passenger’s seat. 

“What is what?” He asked back, not letting his rude tone leave his voice. 

“You know I’m not getting paid enough for all of this, right? You’re obviously uncomfortable about something, and for the sake of my mental health, you better take it off your chest.” 

“Why do you care?” Was the only thing he said for a while before huffing. “What were you and Mason talking about?” 

Oh?

“That’s what’s been bothering you this entire time?” You laughed. “I knew you were nosy, but damn.” He didn’t reply, so you kept talking. “And, for your information, that’s none of your business.” It felt good to use his own words as a weapon. 

“Whatever…” Ah, how nice. It was always a win when you got the last word.

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The Bellingham’s were the nicest people ever… Except for Jude, but that didn’t matter. 

His parents were always sweet and caring towards “the person who took the most care of their son while they were away” (their words, not yours); his brother was shy, but you had seen him around his family and some friends a few times, he seemed like the perfect version of Jude. Not rude, which was your dream come true. 

“Are you staying for lunch, dear?” Jude’s mom, Denise, asked when you were about to say your goodbyes. 

“Oh, I…” 

“Yeah! You need to, I’m sure you haven’t eaten all day.” His father said, smiling while Jude, who was behind him, looked at you with dead eyes. “Our treat.”

“Well, if you insist.” The smile you gave them was sincere, but you knew it was mostly provoked by the expression of pure pain on Jude’s face. 

In a few minutes, the whole group (including you) were entering the hotel’s restaurant, which was one of the fanciest in London, so it didn’t surprise you to feel underdressed the moment you entered the room. But you kept going, even daring to sit between Jude and Jobe, just to make the last of your petty moves. 

“So! Jude told me there was this huge charity event next week. Are you going, dear?” Denise asked after the waiter was gone. 

“Well-” 

“Oh no, mom. I doubt it, it’s mostly for the players and their dates.” He smiled with pure bliss for the first time in two hours. Pointing you with his thumb, he almost let out a laugh. “And I doubt her, out of all managers, is getting a date.”

“Excuse me?” You said immediately, wanting to punch him. 

“Jude Bellingham!” Denise scolded him at the same time, looking mortified. “Who taught you to be this rude? I’m sorry, darling. He doesn’t mean it like that…”

Before losing the battle against him, you decided to use a better option. 

“It’s okay, Mrs. Bellingham. Actually, I do have a date for the charity event.” You smiled with ease, not looking at Jude. 

“What?!” His voice came louder than expected, bringing the attention of some people a few tables away. “What do you mean you have a date? That’s not possible.”

“Not possible?” Oh, now you were offended. “For your information, Mason is my date. He asked me earlier.” 

“He did what?” And now he dared to act offended? This man was unbelievable. “What did he say to you?”

“He just asked me!” Before letting him carry on with the fight, you realized his family was still there on the table. “And this is not the time to interrogate me, Jude.”

“Let’s go outside, then.” He simply said, standing. 

“What? No!” 

“Walk.” And he headed to the door. 

“I’m… so sorry. I’ll talk to him.” The Bellingham’s were shocked, because they only gave you a nod. You stood, fuming. 

Jude was outside the restaurant, looking like he was about to murder someone. Probably you. 

“What’s wrong with you? You did a scene back there! How embarrassing.” Was the first thing you said. 

“No, what’s wrong with you?” He asked instead, getting too close for your liking. “How come you accepted a date from Mason? Are you crazy?” 

“I’m sorry, did you knock your fucking head on a wall this morning? I don’t owe you any explanations, Bellingham. And why are you acting like I need your permission?” This whole thing was just ridiculous. 

“You’re not going. And not with him, that’s for sure.”

You paused, raising your eyebrows as high as physically possible. 

“Are you trying to forbid me from going to the event with Mason?” You asked with a calmer tone, breathing as deep as possible so you didn’t kill him right on the spot. 

“Yeah, so?” 

“Oh, fuck you!” That was the last straw. “Get a life and stay away from mine, are we clear? Say sorry to your parents on my behalf, I’m leaving.” And those were the last words you said before turning, walking as fast as you could. 

Needless to say that you ignored his calls. 

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You didn’t know how, but after that absurd fight with Jude at the hotel (God, you cringed by the thought of his parents being present during it), you managed to avoid him and any activity that involved him. The only good thing that came out of the whole mess was your new found friendship with Mason. 

You texted non-stop and were excited about the whole planning of the “date”; turns out he just wanted to go with you, but not in a romantic type of way, and you were grateful. You weren’t ready for the dating world just yet. 

Now it was almost time to leave for the event. You were excited, yes… But a bit mortified by the fact that Jude was definitely there as well. The douchebag. 

✉️ Mason: Get ready because there’s a limusine about to be at your door.

The text took you aback, smiling for how extra he was behaving. 

✉️ Are you crazy? 

✉️ Mason: Of course I am. Go hard or go home, baby!

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When you took the first step out of the car, you knew all the pep-talk Mase gave you on the way was useless. Nothing prepared you for the amount of flashes, people and celebrities you encountered in the short amount of time that took the two of you to get to the main entrance. 

“Fucking hell…” You said when not many people were around. You knew most of the footballers there, if not personally, by reputation. The amount of famous faces was crazy, and you almost passed out when Erling Haaland walked near you. 

“I always enjoy seeing people losing their event-virginity.”

“Iugh, Mase… That sounded kinda wrong.” 

“Did it?” You gave him a look. 

“Yeah?” You laughed. “Wait, I’ll go to the bathroom really quick.” You needed to make sure your nerves weren’t making you sweat on ridiculous amounts. 

“I’ll be at our table.” 

You nodded, walking past a few tables, being able to find the bathrooms quickly. Thank God, because you knew you wouldn’t be able to survive if they were in a side hallway or something like that. When you were two meters from the door, a hand grabbed your wrist without force, but it scared you anyway. 

“What the-” You almost choked on your tongue. Jude. 

“Was difficult enough to catch you alone.” 

“Creepy way to say hello, but okay.” You couldn’t help the sass. seeing how unbothered he seemed by it. 

“Can we talk?” The question alone was a surprise, but the tone of his voice was the oddest part: it was soft. 

“Okay?” You accepted, feeling extremely curious about what he could want. He was acting like a normal human being for once. 

You walked past the bathrooms in silence. Few people were around the zone you were entering, and after a few steps, both of you encountered tall glass doors that led to balconies. 

“Okay, this is private enough.” Jude said, letting your wrist go. You didn’t even notice he was still holding it. 

“Why do you need so much privacy? If this is about my date with Mason…” 

“Yeah, it’s exactly about that.” He looked tired, not even confrontational. What was wrong with him? “Why did you come with him? I don’t get it.” 

“What do you mean? He asked me and I didn’t see a problem. Besides, he’s my friend.” It didn’t make sense, why were you explaining yourself to him?

“If you only waited for me to…” He grew frustrated by the second. “It’s not fair.” 

“What’s going on with you, Jude? Waiting for you?” He stayed quiet, looking at you in a way that you’d never seen before. It made you nervous. “Are you going to explain yourself?” You touched his arm, trying to get a reaction out of him. 

It happened fast; one second, you were touching his arm and the next thing you know, he’s kissing you. It took you by surprise, so you stayed paralyzed for a few seconds, not knowing why you weren’t pushing him away from you. Then his lips started to move, and suddenly you didn’t know why you could ever push him away. The kiss was sweet but fast, making you feel dizzy and warm. 

Oh my god…

When he broke the kiss, the two of you were gasping for air, looking at each other with similar expressions of surprise. Seems like he couldn’t believe what just happened. 

“What the fuck was that?” You asked, still holding his shoulders with such force, your fingers started to hurt. “Jude?” 

“Don’t pretend like this hasn’t been coming for a long time.” It was the first time he smiled at you with nothing more than… happiness? “Fucking hell…” 

summary: you might be in the middle of a fight but jude can’t let you leave without saying he loves you

pairing: jude bellingham x fem!reader

warnings: angst? idk actually

notes: you can find my masterlist here. this is for my number 1 fan who absolutely cannot stand my work💅🏻

╰ epilogue

- streamer au | smau and narrative fic

- pretentious gamer Joon x soft gamer reader (fem and poc)

- e2f2l, eventual fb | fuckboy!Joon (kinda) | fluff

- word count: 4.4k

- warnings: no warnings for this one, just soft

a/n: Hello! We are finally on the last part of raid your heart. A series that started as a cute lil enemies to lovers smau that I decided to do to get the juices flowing before working on the next fic, turned into this 130k+ monster of a fic. The longest fic I have ever written, like wow. These two have become some of my favorite characters, so I really hope you enjoy their epilogue (but hopefully not the last I will write of them because I am obsessed.). Enjoy xxx

ps. this was not edited completely, so I will comeback to edit the other half lol I just wanted to get it out already. 

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➳ summary: You’re the daughter of the ambassador to a small, peaceful, barely-on-the-map country in Western Europe, working as a diplomat to help your mother with her endless meetings and politics. After a kidnapping attempt gone wrong, you and your protective bodyguard Namjoon are on the run across Europe, jumping from trains, stealing cars, and pretending to be a couple on your honeymoon to stay hidden. As the would-be kidnappers close in, Namjoon promises you that he’s going to keep you safe, no matter the cost.

➳ pairing: bodyguard!Namjoon x reader

➳ genre: bodyguard au, romance, smut, fake dating/fake marriage, road trip (kinda), very slight angst

➳ word count: 62.9k – this is a complete, VERY long oneshot

➳ tags: hotel owner seokjin cameo, main pairing is on the run and traveling all over to stay hidden, mutual pining, slowburn, bed sharing, accidental cuddling while sleeping, pretending to be a couple, protective namjoon, unrequited love that’s actually very requited, masturbation and accidental voyeurism, lots of horny thoughts/fantasies, smut, oral (f receiving), biting, soft dom namjoon has an oral fixation

➳ a/n: I originally started writing this in December of 2019, and I’m very proud of it! It’s the length of a short novel and I put a lot of work into it, so I hope everyone likes it 💜 Also, it takes places in winter (because that’s when I started writing it), and I never say what country Y/N is from or what country her mother is the ambassador to, to keep it as self-insert as possible. Enjoy!!!

warnings: obvi reader gets hurt, fluff ending, swearing, idk if there’s anything else but please tell me if there is !!

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you sat on eddie’s couch, reading one of his magazines while he paced around the trailer

“eds?“ you said, your eyes still on the magazine, you didn’t get a response and kept hearing the commotion, so you put down the magazine and got up, “eddie?” you dragged out his name as looked for him

you then found him in his room, muttering something over and over again while pacing around the room, “eds?”

“what?” he grumbled, not looking at you and instead looking under the bed

“whatcha doin?” you asked

“i’m kind of busy right now, go back to reading”

“but i wanna help, what is it?”

“the pick—i can’t find the pick i need the pick i have a gig tonight” he said, panic evident in his voice as he threw everyone on the floor while trying to find it

“eddie, we’re gonna find it, okay? calm down” you said as you looked around the room to try and help

“no—no i can’t find it—this gig is very important to me i need it—“

“eddie” you said, placing a hand on his shoulder

“what?” he yelled, startling you and making you back away

“we’re gonna find it—eds, it’s gonna be okay—“

“no it’s not!” he yelled, “it’s not gonna be okay because i can’t find it—and what do you know about being okay? last time i checked you were the one who’s always down and always freaking out yet you don’t see me acting like a piece of shit”

“wh—what?” you nervously chuckled

“you heard me.” he said, getting up and walking towards you

“okay” you muttered and backed away, “it’s gonna be okay—“

“no it’s not and it’s probably all your fault! if you weren’t here, if you didn’t ruin everything i would have had it right now. but no you had to come over to keep it ‘peaceful’—what do you know about peaceful? you’re the one who messes everything up, just like you messed up things with your parents, your friends—you’re nothing but trash.” he said, still walking towards you

“you don’t—you don’t mean that you’re just projecting” you stuttered as you continued to back away, “let’s just take a deep breath, yeah? it’s gonna be okay—“

“stop saying that!” he yelled and slapped you right across the face, making you gasp and try to back away but ended up breaking a vase and falling to the ground

he stared at you for a few seconds, before his eyes widened, “oh my god—wait—“ he said but you got up and ran to the bathroom, “y/n?” he knocked on the door

“please? please—baby” he whispered, his breath shivering

you curled into a ball, you looked at the ground only to find it. you dragged it across the floor using the gap that was under the door, eddie stopped knocking and looked down only to find what hes been looking for.

the guitar pick.

“y/n—i don’t wanna go anymore—please” he said, but you have no answer, just staring at the floor, tears streaming down your cheeks

“is—is that blood?” he muttered, “y/n…?”

he let out a sigh and walked away, a few sobs slipped from your mouth as you cried and cried, you looked down to see your feet all bloody, making you realize you probably stepped on some glass

knowing he was probably now gone to go to his gig, you helped yourself up using the bathtub, you sucked air through your teeth as you began to walk, feeling the glass pushing deeper and deeper

you slowly opened the door and walked to the kitchen to look for something to help

“oh my god”

you looked behind to see eddie still there, staring at your wound, a frozen look in his eye, you backed away to the corner of the room

“let me—let me help you with that” he stuttered, “please” he slowly walked towards you

you just stared at him, not knowing whether to feel scared or relieved to see that he stayed. “please” he said again, you slowly nodded

he quickly went to the cabinet and grabbed some bandages and rubbing alcohol, everything that helped with your wounds

he slowly got closer to you, you reached out your hand as a sign to say he can come close, he then picked you up and set you down on his bed

he cleaned your wound and wrapped it in some bandages, he got you a cup of water and a snack just in case you were hungry or thirsty. he held his hand up to run it through his hair but the minute he saw you flinch, he could feel the guilt all over again.

his bottom lip trembled as he saw how scared you looked at that moment, “i’m so sorry” he whispered, a tear slipping from his eye

“i’m so sorry, please—” he said, a sob coming out of him, “please, please baby—please” he pleaded, “please forgive me” he cried as he held your hand and sat on the floor, “i didn’t mean it—i was, i was angry i promise you i would never want to hurt you”

a tear streamed down your cheek as you just stared at him, you then sat up and patted his side of the bed, he got up and sat there, once again holding your hand as if he’s afraid to let go.

“please” he whispered

“i forgive you, eddie” you said, making him cry harder as he pulled you closer and laid his head on your chest, you wrapped your arms around him as he kept repeating things along the words of ‘i would never hurt you’ ‘i’m so sorry’ ‘i love you so much’

soon enough, you were fast asleep, eddie’s arms were wrapped around you now, kissing your forehead every once in a while, he loved you and he would never ever hurt you.

warnings: swearing, reader gets hurt and gets a bruise, eddie and jason fight, eddie is angry here

pairing: eddie munson x reader

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you walked along the halls, book in your hand as you hummed to yourself while reading, suddenly, everyone in hall started leaving the school and crowding around something

furrowing your eyebrows, you closed your book and walked out, you pushed yourself into the crowd only to see eddie and jason fighting

jason grabbed eddie and tried to punch him but eddie avoided it, he then grabbed jason and punched him but jason wasn’t able to avoid it

“eddie!” you yelled to try and stop him, you hate to see him fighting someone, he ends up getting hurt and it wouldn’t even be worth it.

mike, one of the hellfire members held you back so you don’t do anything stupid. but you managed to slip away from his grip and ran to the middle of the fight, jason was about to hit eddie, but to your unfortunate luck, you got the hit right to your eye

you fell back and eddie grabbed jason and punched him way harder than before, making him fall to the ground

“motherfucker!” eddie yelled and punched him again

mike held you up and gripped you harder than before so you don’t run back, dustin also ran to you and saw your face, his eyes widening at the sight of the little specks of blood that consumed the white part of your eye

“shit” he muttered

“let me go!” you yelled, you pushed dustin back and pushed mike away as well, jeff, who was trying to pull eddie away saw you, you joined him and it took all your strength to finally pull eddie off jason

the rest of the jocks grabbed jason and took him away

eddie glared at jason with his heart rate still increasing, the crowd soon left and eddie paced around to try and calm himself. he then stopped in his place when he remembered what happened, he walked over to you and grabbed your face but you turned away

“show me” he said as soft as he could, with his breathing still quite fast, “i said show me” he said in a much more stern tone

you slowly turned your head to reveal your eye, the little droplets of blood scattered around the white part of your eye, and a bit of bruising starting to appear

“i’m going to kill him” he muttered and began to walk away

“eddie” you weakly said, he stopped in his place and turned to you, “please” you slowly shook your head

he knew how much you hated it when he fought, how hurt he’d get, how much it worried you what would happen if you didn’t stop him, so he resisted on going and instead stayed with you

before the teachers would come, he grabbed your hand and pulled you away with him as you both ran to the middle of the woods, you two then sat down

you sat down on his lap, staring at his face with such hurt in yours.

“what is it?” he softly asked

you shook your head and muttered a small nothing, your hands rised up to his face, you held it as you kept staring at the blood, the cuts, everything.

he gently gripped your wrist, a look of guilt on his face

“i’m sorry i let you get hurt” he said

“eddie—that’s—that’s not it” you said and looked down, he held your face up from your chin so you can look back at him.

once he saw you again, he saw the tears streaming down your rosy cheeks, “baby” he whispered

“you got hurt, eddie” you said, “you got hurt” you repeated at a lower volume

“i’m okay” he said

“no eddie you’re not—your face is all messed up now, i told you not to do this again”

“i know, i know” he gently nodded, “i tried to stop it but he just kept on trying to fuel me—and it worked”

you sighed and fiddled with your hands

“but hey, i’m okay now, sweetheart. i’m okay. i promise” he reassured, wiping your tears with his thumb

hi love!! thank u for requesting! i did change it a bit if that’s okay, i changed it to where he doesn’t tell you why he broke up w you in the beginning, hope that’s okay !! <3

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warnings: angst ig?? fluff in the end, eddie worrying abt u bc he’s a cute sweetheart

pairing: eddie munson x gf!reader, eddie munson x ex!reader

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eddie sighed as he waited for you to come over, he didn’t know what to think of in this situation

you didn’t know why he wanted you to come over, he just called and asked if you can. you said yes, not really caring why. you didn’t think much of it since he was your boyfriend and you trusted him, so you know he probably just wanted you to come over because he wanted to.

you knocked on the door, waiting for him to open up. once he did, he looked as if he was guilty of something.

“you okay?“ you asked as you walked in, noticing his expression

“i need you to sit down” he said, holding your hand and gently guiding you to the couch. you furrowed your eyebrows, a little concerned.

“what’s…what’s going on?” you asked, he just looked at you, you looked so innocent, so sweet, he didn’t deserve you. he’d just ruin everything. he wasn’t exactly the kid every parent liked, and he was worried you’d start picking up on his bad habits.

“this is gonna be hard to say…but um…” he couldn’t bare to let the words slip from his mouth, he hated this. he loved you. he wanted you. but he cared about you, and he didn’t want you to change for the worse like he did.

“what are you trying to say, eds?” you asked, patience in your tone, how could you be so sweet when he was about to hurt you?

“i think we should break up.” he spat out, you froze in your place. what? what was happening? was this a dream? what.

“what? wha…what are you saying? n—no” you said, a little shakiness in your voice

“this is for the better” he said, he clearly looked like he was trying hard not to show any emotion.

“no it’s not—no—why? what—“

“i’m doing this for you”

“f—for me? what’s for me—i hate this why—did i do something wrong—i’m sorry—eddie please”

“it’s over. we can’t be together anymore.” he said, tears were already streaming down your cheeks, you felt like you couldn’t breathe. why was he hurting you?

you felt like your entire world just shattered right in front of you. eddie was the only one who understood you, he cared about you, he loved you. why was he doing this?

eddie noticed how you were slightly shaking and clearly didn’t look okay, he got closer to you to try and calm you, “hey—hey, y/n—“

“get away—from…me” you said and pushed him away, your voice shaking as you tried to get your breathing back to normal

“hey—“

“i don’t wanna see you again” you said and abruptly got up, tears still streaming down your cheeks as you opened the door and walked out of the trailer. eddie was still following you, your were obviously not okay and he was worried, but you got in your car and drove away, leaving him.

for the next week or so, you weren’t doing okay at all. you were losing your grades and skipping class, you stopped talking to all your friends, you spent almost all your time at school in the forest nearby, sitting there with a joint in your hands.

it was you and eddie’s spot. eddie stopped coming here, but you didn’t. you went everytime, reefer rick was out of jail and was happy to give you the drugs you couldn’t bare to ask from eddie.

it made things a bit better. it made your days pass by like a blur, it made you feel like things weren’t real. because that way, your breakup wasn’t real, right?

eddie noticed everything going on, he stopped seeing you in class, or at lunch, or even with your friends. he asked them about you, and all they said was that they haven’t seen you in quite a while.

he couldn’t find you anywhere, until it occurred to him.

the spot.

he hoped he’d see you there, he was worried really worried.

he got closer and closer to the spot until he finally saw you there. his expression softened at the sight of you

his eyes widened when he saw you take a puff of the joint in your hands. you don’t do drugs. you never do drugs. he knows that.

“y/n?” he spoke up, you froze at the sound of his voice, you couldn’t even turn to see him.

“go away” you said, your voice weak

“not until you drop that joint and talk to me”

“i don’t want to talk to you” you said, still unable to face him

you heard footsteps and felt relieved when he left

“i’ll wait” he said, startling you since his voice was much closer now, turns out he didn’t leave.

he walked in front of you and sat on the ground, his expression turned into a worried one when he finally saw your face, you looked like you haven’t slept in weeks and you clearly weren’t taking care of yourself.

“i’ll wait until you talk to me” he said, his voice lower

you couldn’t even look at him, you looked at the ground and held your hand up to take another puff

he scooted a little closer to you before you could take the puff, “please, y/n. i made a mistake” he said, holding your hand to stop you

you finally looked up at him, you hated this feeling. it hurt just to look at him.

“what do you want” you said, tears brimming at the corners of your eyes

“i’m sorry, im so sorry, y/n. i never wanted to break up with you”

“then why’d you do it!” you yelled, the tears streaming down your cheeks now

“because i was scared!” he yelled, making you go quiet, “i was scared and worried—about you. every—when someone hears about our relationship, the first thing they ask is if you turned or not.”

“what?“ you furrowed your eyebrows

“just—everyone got in my head that if you stay with me—i’ll affect you and i’ll make you do the bad things i do” he sighed, “and i don’t want that” he said, looking down now

“i didn’t want you to be like me—to do drugs and be held back in school and be the town freak. so i thought that—if i left you, you’d stay the good person you are.” he said, sniffling, “but obviously it resulted in the complete opposite and it’s all because of me” he said, his voice cracking in the end

you could swear you saw a tear drop from his eye to the ground, you quickly held his hands, making him look up at you, seeing a tear drop down his cheek, you used your thumb to wipe it away and looked down to both of you twos hands, held together with the blunt still between your fingers

“please don’t take another puff” he said

“don’t worry, i won’t” you said, letting go of one of his hands and throwing the joint somewhere

“i’m sorry” he said

“it’s okay, eddie, i forgive you” you said, lightly smiling at him, you two leaned in closer, and when your lips finally touched, he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you in closer.

you were at peace again, and safe in his arms.

summary: eddie and steve love you so much and it hurts them to see you hurting.

warnings: S.H WARNINGG, angsty fluff, reader being in a lightly dark state as in crying themselves to sleep etc, also there’s stuttering in this bc yes people, sometimes someone stutters when they’re freaking out or scared or whatever. don’t read if you’re easily triggered

pairing: steddie x reader

There was two sides of Jack there was the one side that Neelam and Drama and the rest of the world saw which was the strong and determined Jack who came off cocky and a bit self centered at times, but then there was the Jack that you only got to see whenever Jack was around you he couldn’t help but to be himself he was always so soft with you and loving and caring.

You got to see the needy side of Jack the side of him that always wanted to be babied and loved up on.

It was around 6 in the morning when you woke up you looked over to your side seeing Jack’s form sleeping peacefully you smiled reaching your hand up and stroking his beard before playing a little connect the dots with his freckles before sighing. You really didn’t want to work today and Jack’s told you many times you didn’t need to work but you didn’t want to seem like a gold digger.

You went to get up but two strong arms quickly brought you back into the mountain of pillows and covers.

“Where do you think you’re going ma? You’re staying in bed with me.” Jack’s morning voice always sent shivers down your spine and his Kentucky accent was always so thick.

“Jack I have to get up and get ready for work.” Kissing his arms you tried to remove them from you but he wasn’t budging.

“I’m being serious baby I just want cuddles from you all day just wanna stay in bed with my girl.” He mumbled tiredly you shook your head at him as he stuck his tongue out at you.

“I have to go Jack it’s a big day today and I can’t afford to be late.” He snorted and rolled his eyes he knew that you knew that you very much could afford missing a day of work.

“I guess I’ll just lay here all day all alone by myself just lonely since my girl don’t love me.” He sighed dramatically some curls falling into his face.

“See you can’t do that, guilt tripping me into staying isn’t going to work this time Jackman.” You went to get up again but Jack jerked forward grabbing you and dragging you back into the bed you squealed as he rolled you both around in the bed till you were tangled in his legs and arms.

“Looks like you ain’t going anywhere now.”

“Jack! You seriously need to let me go you’re so big and so damn heavy.” He gasped dramatically and hid his face in the crook of your neck.

“You wasn’t calling me all these names last night last time I recalled you were saying how it feels so good and calling me dadd-.”

“Alright! I’ll stay home just get the hell off of me I seriously don’t think I can feel my blood flowing anymore.” He laughed before letting you free, you crawled over the bed to where he was before straddling his waist.

“You’re lucky I love you Jack but tomorrow I’m going to work.”

anon asked: jack finding out that y/ns pregnant thru her giving him tiny new balance

disclaimers: DAD!JACK, FLUFF, ANXIOUS READER, AHHHH

reading time: 3 mins

word count: 600+

a/n: DAD!JACK, DAD!JACK, DAD!JACK!!!! SAY IT WITH ME, AHHHH.

requests are open! feel free to request anything for anyone in my pinned <3.

You and Jack had always planned for a family together;