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ˋ°•*⁀➷ “You’re coach’s daughter!?”

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pairings(s)- stiles stilinski x reader

Summary- You and Stiles have been talking recently but he finds out who your dad is.

category- fluff

warnings- american school system, coach, greenberg, slight shy!stiles, not proofread

word count: 2670

masterlist; teen wolf masterlist; taglist

a/n: I hope this fits what you wanted!!

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You had switched to Beacon Hills High School during your sophomore year of high school. Your father is a coach and teacher for Beacon Hills so you went to a different school, you and your dad (mostly you) thinking it was for the best.

But you hated it, the reachers were annoying, the school was crazy strict and you just didn’t fit within the school so you asked your dad if you could transfer to Beacon Hills where be taught at. He was more than overjoyed to now have you attending his school, he signed the transfer papers fairly quickly.

You had only transferred at the beginning of the school year, showing up for the first day like any of the normal students.

Now it was the 3rd month of school and no one knew you were Coach Finstocks daughter except for the two of you, and the principal. Your parents split up when you were little, your dad getting full custody of you though you do see your mom here and there. When you were born you got your mothers last name, something to do with her culture or the way she was raised so that was another reason no one knew you were Bobby’s daughter, you guys didn’t have the same last name.

When you arrived at the school your attention was immediately taken by a certain boy. His name was Stiles Stilinski. As soon as you saw him you thought he was the most attractive guy you’ve ever seen, everything about him was literally perfect in your eyes. So what did you do? You talked to him…but not until like a month and a half of school had already passed

On the first day of school when you walked into class is when you noticed him, you also noticed him staring. So you walked towards the empty seat behind him and sat down. That day when you had sat in that seat, he and his friend turned around slightly and you just gave them a smile.

Almost 2 months had passed since the first say of school and that was when the two of you first spoke. The both of you remembered that day distinctly.

You walked to your usual seat in first person and sat down, right behind Stiles like usual. When the teacher began class you took a breath. You had finally grown the balls to talk to him, since he wasn’t going to be the one to do it. Leaning forward slightly in your seat, your hand reaches forward and gently taps his shoulder twice, your hand lingering on his shoulder for a moment, not enough for someone else to notice, but enough for just the both if you to notice.

The boy quickly turned around, he knew it had to have been you since you sat behind him but when he turned around and actually got view of you actually trying to talk to him he lost his breath. His mouth dropped open slightly, his jaw slightly moving as if he was trying to talk but the poor boy just couldn’t get the words out.

In response to his awkwardness you let a smile overcome your face, trying your best to not laugh at his expression. “do you have a pencil I could borrow?” you ask quietly, careful not to disturb the teachers lesson. Now, after a while of wanting to talk to him all you did was ask if you could barrow a pencil (which you had in your bag anyways), but it was better than nothing!

Stiles’s mouth snaps shut and he swallows, nodding quickly he turns around and grabs a perfectly sharpened pencil out of his bag. He turns back around rapidly and holds the pencil up between the two of you like it was a prize. The smile on your face grows wider all while he just stares at you with wide eyes, as if he’s in a trance. You reach forward and grab the pencil from his hand, purposely making your hand graze against his. The boys expression hadn’t changed, still looking at you as if you were a princess or something.

Stiles could have sworn his heart skipped a beat and no actually probably stopped when he turned around to see you looking at him with a gentle expression.

He had wanted to talk to you since the very first day of school when he saw you. Before that day he had never seen you, so clearly you were new to Beacon Hills, or at least new to the high school. He just never had the guts to actually speak to you, he was never good with girls. Especially very pretty ones like you. When he first turned towards you he couldn’t tear his eyes off of you, you were up close and asking him a question and you looked like a princess. In that moment he would do anything you asked, when you asked for a pencil and finally snapped him out of his haze he was grateful. One of those reasons being because he thought he looked like an idiot staring at you like that, and second because he really liked your voice.

From that point forward the two of you spoke regularly. After a couple of days you guys ended up exchanging numbers and you talked 24/7. He still didn’t know that your dad was one of his teachers and his coach but you were going to tell him soon.

Last week Stiles was shockingly able to ask you on a date. You were shocked that he was able to stand in front of you and get the words out but you obviously said yes, happily. And when he got that answer he lit up like a kid at a candy store and did a celebratory movement. You had compromised a day in which you knew your dad wouldn’t be home, you didn’t want your dad to know just yet and you didn’t think Stiles would want to be heavily interrogated on your first date.

The date had went great, the two of you were just as amazing together as you were outside of romantic feelings. Although you guys just recently met, both of you could see a great relationship together and it was definitely something you both wanted to explore.

Just five days after your date with Stiles it was now a Wednesday and you were at school, the two of you were supposed to be having another date tonight. Right now it was your free period, usually you would go to the library to either read or catch up on work but the library was currently closed for the day seeing as the librarian had to leave early. It was too cold to go outside seeing as it was transitioning from fall into winter. So you decided you would go to your dads classroom seeing as his office is connected to the room and you knew he would let you chill in his office while he taught his class, what you didn’t know was that Stiles was in that current class.

You walk through the halls of the school, bag over one of your shoulders. Your phone in your hand with headphones connected to your phone and one of the buds in your ear.

When you make it to your dads classroom you bring your hand up and knock on the door. He opens the door and looks down at you with a confused expression “what are you doing here?” he asks, not rudely or in his usual tone of voice but in pure confusion and slight worry which shocks the other students, never having heard him using an abnormal tone of voice on a student.

Bobby steps aside and lets you walk in even further slightly. Upon seeing your frame Stiles perks up, a smile immediately casted onto his face and his curiosity spiked. “Free period and library’s closed. Can I chill in your office?” you ask your dad, slightly stepping further into the classroom, avoiding looking at any of the other students. “yeah go ahead” he looks down at you a nods. He moves back towards the front of his desk while you walk past.

As you were walking you felt eyes on you. You were about to turn around when your dad speaks up. “Greenberg! Stop looking at my daughter!” he says harshly. You squeeze your eyes shut slightly and turn towards your dad with raised eyebrows. Still feeling eyes on you, you turn your head slightly and see Stiles looking ahead at you with wide eyes and a dropped jaw. At further notice everyone in the classroom was looking between you and your dad in shock, well except for Greenberg, he had his head down after your dad’s comment.

“shes your daughter?” Stiles says loudly in shock, his finger pointing at you. His mouth was open in a jaw dropping way and his eyes were wide. You take a deep breath and walk into your dads office, ignoring the eyes of your fellow students and more importantly Stiles

It was now the end of the school day and you were getting longer stares from students, clearly word had gotten around. You truly didn’t care but now everyone would be questioning why neither of you said anything.

And let’s just say you were slightly avoiding Stiles, well not really…you only avoided him after that class. You were now at your locker, packing up your school bag so you could head home when a presence is suddenly next to you. “Coach is your dad!?” the voice exclaims, breaking slightly at the end. You let out a breath and grab your bag, then closing your locker.

Stiles’s face was revealed once you closed your locker. His face was filled with pure shock, he looked at you as if you had two heads. Your lips press together into a thin line and your grip on your backpack adjusts. “Sorry I didn’t tell you, I was going to I swear!” You try your best to reassure him.

His face confronts from shock and into confusion, looking at you with pulled eyebrows but his mouth still slightly open. “Wha- I just cant believe your Coaches daughter!” he exclaims loudly, everyone in the hall turns towards the two of you and in response to his loudness you raise a singular brow at him. He grimaces slightly “sorry” he whispers. “I just cant believe you, like you standing in front of me came from him, it makes no sense!” he exclaims, definitely more on the quieter side this time around.

You fight a smile on your face, Stiles always brought one to your face. When he sees you smiling a smile is immediately pushed onto his face as well. “Well I am” you respond quietly, looking up at him.

“And you know thats very scary but who cares?” Stiles shrugs, one of his hands coming up to grip onto his backpack strap. Your face lights up in response, you were scared he would want to see you anymore just because of who your dad is. You let out a small laugh at him saying your dad was scary but then you look up at him happily “so, our dates still on?” you ask, swaying your body lightly.

He pulls a face and looks at you as if you asked the dumbest question ever. “Are you serious? You’re the best girl ever of course I want to go on that date, you’re like amazing, your pretty, funny, kind, great clothes- Well uh um unless you dont want to go on the date which is totally-“ He rambles, moving his hands theatrically.

During his rambling you couldn’t help but smile. Sure the compliments weren’t out of this world creative or poetic but when you could tell they actually mean something from who they’re coming from means a lot. Before he could continue to ramble and stress about if you wanted to go on the date or not you bring your hand up and cover his mouth. “I want to go on the date, Stiles.” you assure him, nodding your head slightly with a smile

Stiles lets out a little nervous laugh and nods as you remove your hand from his face. He tucks one of his hands into his jean pocket and looks down at you bashfully “good, cause I was- am really excited about it” he tells you, bouncing on his feet lightly.

“me too” you respond, looking up at him with a matching smile.

It was now later in the day and you were ready for your date with Stiles. You were dressed in a cute turtleneck sweater and a pair of jeans, Stiles said he was surprising you so you had no clue where the two of you were going.

Now, since the cat was out of the bag you didn’t see too much of a problem in the fact that your dad would indeed be home all night. So he would be here when Stiles picked you up and dropped you off, which was definitely nerve wracking knowing who your dad was and knowing how Stiles is, Oh! and the fact that your dad had no clue you were going on a date.

You were putting in your last earring when the doorbell rang, you quickly grab your jacket and throw it on, as well as grabbing your purse as you walk out of your bedroom. As you were walking down the steps you hear your fathers naturally loud voice ring out so you stop, not being seen by either of them. “What are you doing here Stilinski? and with flowers?”

“uh um your-“ before Stiles could even finish his sentence where he was going to tell Bobby the flowers were for you he jumps in.

“for me?” He asks dryly, knowing they weren’t for him yet at the same time not knowing they were for his daughter that was currently eavesdropping.

“Yeah! actually! As a thank you for being the best coach” Stiles stammers, pushing them forward and into your dad’s hands. From on top of the steps behind the wall you let out a giggle and finally decide to put Stiles out of him misery.

Your dad looked down at the bouquet of flowers in his hand then back up at an awkwardly smiling Stiles in pure confusion. Not a single thought in your dad’s brain or a feature in his face didn’t hold confusion.

You walk forward, now stepping in between the two boys. “Dad. Stiles and I are going on a date” you tell him confidently. To be sure to win your father over him you show him one of your award winning smiles that always had an effect on your dad.

“Stilinski? You’re going on a date with Stilinski? Actually no, my daughter’s going on a date?” Bobby exclaims, pointing his finger at each of you accordingly.

“yup” you say happily, popping the p

“oh god” Stiles whispers, silently praying for his safety

“since when do you go on dates?” Your dad asks uncomfortably yet in his usual stern voice. He didn’t like seeing his little girl grow up.

“since now, dad” you respond, quickly pulling him into a hug and pecking his cheek. “Make sure to put those in water!” you say hurriedly while grabbing Stiles’s hand and speed walking to his car

“Have her home by ten!” Your father exclaims, his hand holding the flowers raising and shaking sternly with his words.

“Yes Coach! Oh uh Sir!” Stiles exclaims back to him, clumsily almost tripping over his feet but your hold was there to balance him. He opens the door for you and lend you a hand to get inside before running around to the drivers side of his precious Rosco.

pairings(s)- bf!timothee chalamet x singer!reader

Summary- It was a tradition to ‘arrest’ someone at your concert for being too hot before a certain song. Your actor boyfriend was at the show today…

category- fluff

warnings- slightly suggestive, not proofread

word count: 1298

masterlist; celebrity masterlist; short n’ sweet au masterlist

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You were currently on tour for your new album Short n’ Sweet. You were a couple of months into the tour and your boyfriend still hasn’t attended, which had caused much ruckus on the media that both of you ignored. The media had been speculating that the two of you broke up or are on a break when truthfully the two of you were very happy but you have been busy and on the road with tour while he was currently filming a movie that no one knew about.

Although today marked the first show of the Short n’ Sweet tour that your boyfriend would be attending. He was getting a break from work and was over the moon to go to every single show you had while he was available. He had been very upset every time he realized he wouldn’t be attending one of your shows, he hated seeing clips online but never being there in person. I mean he was your boyfriend after all, he should be there to cheer on his very talented girlfriend! He just hadn’t been able to, the both of you having a very tight schedule. His filming stops before your tour was over and he had a week long break, he told you he would be there for every single show.

Speaking of your tour, every show you had many different traditions. One of them, one of the crowd’s favorites as well was the skit right before you sung your song Juno.

The whole point of the skit was to pick someone random out of the crowd and give them or ‘arrest them’ as you call it with your fuzzy pink handcuffs, just like you sing about in the song. Sometimes the chosen one would be a fan, a non-famous friend, or a fellow celebrity who had been in the audience that night.

But tonight you would be doing something that would get a rise out of the media, the fans in the crowd, and the fans at home. For tonights show you would be bringing your actor boyfriend down to the very front where he would be the one getting ‘arrested’ with the fuzzy pink handcuffs.

You had just finished singing your song ‘Dumb & Poetic’ and it was now time to move on to your most anticipated part of tonight, Juno. You walk further up the stage, closer to the fans. “Hi guys” You say happily into your microphone, your eyes skimming through the entirety of the crowd. “how are you doing so far?” you ask them, in response you receive a lot of cheers form the audience.

Once the cheers had calmed down it was now time to move onto the skit. “Okay guys so I just have to say…While Ive been up here preforming, I couldn’t help but keep looking in a certain direction” You tease, but there was a trail of honesty behind your words. Throughout the whole night you knew where Timmy was and your eyes couldn’t help but trail over there.

“Everyone here is just so hot, but there was one person who I just couldn’t keep my eyes off of” You say, looking out into the crowd, your gaze trailing across the entire sold out arena.

You turn your body to the right, where Timothee was standing with body guards next to him and a digital camera in hand. Another spotlight is turned on and moved towards him, now encasing him in the light while cop like lights and sirens blare throughout the stadium for the ‘arrested’ affect.

The crowd goes insane, there were screams echoing through the whole stadium and you were sure people a block away could here them screaming. A small smile creeps onto your face, you were just happy to finally be able to see your boyfriend here. The two of you make eye contact and Timothee has one of the biggest smiles you have ever seen grace his face.

“Oh my gosh, you! I couldn’t get you out of my head the entire show, whats your name?” I ask, going along with the bit. Even though it served no real purpose I hold my mic in his direction. Timothee takes a picture of you on his digital camera and doesn’t even try to fight the smile on his face. One of his hands come up and cup around his mouth slightly “Timothee” he responds to you loudly.

Bringing your hand up towards your face you fan at yourself with a flustered expression. While you do so you glance around the crowd and end your eyes at your boyfriend who was staring at you with love and a playful glint in his eyes. “well Hi Timothee, girls you have to come see this!” you exclaim flustered. Two of your backup dancers come forward and end up behind you. Once they were behind you they continue your act and act flustered and shocked as you are. They nod their heads to you in agreement.

Timothee smirks up at you and slightly nods, he raises his hand and waves at you. Your flustered expression breaks slightly and turns into one of love for a split second before returning to its ma no sk. “Well Timothee can I just say I think I’ve fallen in love”

The crowd cheers again and the two of you aren’t even fighting your smiles. At your words the boys smile grows and he bites the inside of his cheek “Im also in love with you” Timothee responds to you, acting as if he was shocked that the both of you felt the same way for each other.

you let out a little giggle and bite your nail for a moment. “You’re making so flustered” you gasp “and when I’m flustered my skirt tends to fall” when you utter the world ‘fall’ just like practiced and just like every other show, they unclip your skirt in the back, making it fall to your feet.

When your skirt does so you let out a gasp and bring your hand to your mouth. “oh” you exclaim, stepping out of your skirt. The music instrumental of your song begins to play and the dancer to your right grabs your dropped skirt while the other hands you the handcuffs.

You bring the handcuffs into your hands and walk over to the edge of the stage. “these are for you handsome” you declare happily. Leaning over and handing them to him.

Timothee then walks forward and takes the handcuffs into his, his hand holding yours for a moment. “thank you beautiful” he response, lifting up his digital camera and taking another photo when the two of you pull apart.

The crowd cheers and you give him a wink, then walking into your position so you could start the song. “this ones for you Timothee” You state, still playing into the act of you guys not knowing each other.

When you get to your position you sit down onto a chair and thats when your song begins. “Don't have to tell your hot ass a thing. Oh yeah, you just get it” you sing the opening line of the song, looking directly into the eyes of your boyfriend, Timothee Chalamet.

You then get to a part where no one but you knew you would be changing the lyrics, not even Timothee. You crouch down and continue to dance to your song “Oh, I hear you knockin’ Timmy, come on up”

Timmy blushes furiously with the camera to his face and the pink handcuffs in hands. He didn’t know that you were going to do that, but he sure as hell was glad you did.

and let’s just say the two of you would definitely be using those ‘fuzzy pink handcuffs’ tonight.

╰┈➤ a part of my valentines special!

pairing(s)- Stiles Stilinski x reader

Summary- You had always been popular but somehow for Valentine’s Day you had no date. A certain buzzcut boy fixes that.

category- fluff

warnings- american school system, season 1 Stiles, not proofread

word count: 3546

masterlist; valentines special; teen wolf masterlist; taglist

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You had always been one of the popular kids, ever since elementary school. All the girls and guys wanted you unless they didn’t swing that way, and it only got worse as you got older.

Ever since Elementary school you’ve had Valentine’s, of course back then and throughout most of middle school you didn’t go on dates or anything it was either a playdate or a simple exchange of cards and sweets. Then when you got to freshman year you went on an actual date for Valentine’s Day, just you and a boy.

Now you were in your Sophomore year of high school and Valentine’s Day was tomorrow. People had been asking you to be their date for the special holiday but you blew everyone off. You didn’t know why you did that this time around, usually the first cute one to ask you out you would say yes and get on with it because you knew a real relationship would never come out of it. No one ever fit your standards.

The people who would ask you out were either A. Only asking you out because you were popular or B. Thought they would get sex, C. So full of themselves, or D. Just wasn’t your type, personality and looks wise.

No one knew the real you though, they saw you as this popular girl who loved to shop and only cared about her looks and boys. In reality you loved to read, you were smarter than what people thought, you loved movies, you loved music and you loved obsessing over anything that interests you. You wanted a guy who saw that, you wanted a guy who had some of the same interests.

So this year, without even realizing you had been saying no to every contender you ended up dateless. You had a Valentine every year but somehow it his year you didn’t and you cursed yourself for that.

You were currently on the Lacrosse field, sitting on the bleachers with Lydia and Allison. The three of you sat close to the players bench this time around, you didn’t know why when you guys usually sat towards the middle but o’well.

“I cant believe you don’t have a date, you’ve had a date every year since like Kindergarten” Lydia scoffs

In response you groan while Allison looks between the two of you confused. “what are you guys talking about?” Allison laughs slightly

You toll your eyes and spare a quick glance at Lydia before looking towards Allison. “I don’t have a date for Valentines Day, and I always have a date for Valentine’s Day” you tell her in annoyance, emphasizing the word ‘always’

Lydia looks at you with a bored look while Allison tilts her head and looks at you confused, the three of you unaware of the listening ears.

“Ive seen people asking you out? Like multiple people” Allison acknowledges in a confused tone. She didn’t understand why you were so upset and why you hadn’t said yes to anyone and frankly you didn’t have an answer and you were also just as confused if not more confused on why you were so upset.

You were about to respond when Lydia cuts you off “shes said no to everybody” she says in a bored tone. You roll your eyes and move your eyes from Allison to the redhead next to you.

“I didn’t want to go out with any of them” you try to defend yourself but you knew that it wasn’t like you. You turn and adjust yourself but when you do so you accidentally kick your school bag off of the bleachers and onto the floor. “shit” you hiss, getting off of the bleachers to pick it up.

When you get up you notice a pair of hands reaching for your things. You crouch down in front of the person, also reaching forward to pick up your things. The person in front of you looks up at you and you look at them, you recognized him from classes, his name was Stiles.

The boy looks down and your things, back up at you then back down to your things. You grab your bag and he hands you the pen and notebook that fell out of it with a barely audible ‘here’

“thank you, Stiles” You say, giving him a smile and grabbing your things from his hands, putting them into your bag. At your words the boys jaw drops and he looks at you in shock “you know my name?” he asks, his tone dripping surprise

You let out a laugh and throw your bag over your shoulder. “yeah, we’ve went to school together since Kindergarten” you point out while letting out a small laugh.

All Stiles could do in that moment was stand there in shock, his hands by his side and his jaw dropped. Being this close to you first of all sent his mind into static but you knowing his name completely sent his body into haywire. Also when he overhead the fact that you didn’t have a Valentines date he went short circuited a bit, he knew he never stood a chance but that didn’t stop him from being happy that you weren’t going to be with anyone else. Although he didn’t understand why you didn’t have a date and it made him upset that you seemed upset over it.

He suddenly felt a quick touch on his nose which broke him out of his trance. You had touched him, you had booped his nose, I mean you didn’t make the sound but you still did it! He blinks heavily and takes a deep breath “what?” he asks, he could have sworn you said something.

You let out another laugh at him, god this was embarrassing him so bad. “I asked if you were okay”

Stiles’s posture straightens and he scoffs slightly, his voice raising an octave when he spoke “What? of course I’m okay, I’m completely fine, I’m great actually.”

You nod along unconvinced to his words “right, well I’ll see you” you say, turning around so you could step back onto the bleachers with your friends but you were cut off when Stiles speaks again.

“so uh um h-how are you?” Stiles asks, stuttering over his words. Out of embarrassment he puts one hand on his hip while the other scratches his head. He knew how you were, he overheard your conversation with Lydia and Allison, he knew you were upset but truthfully he didn’t want the conversation between you guys to end.

You turn around and face him again with a small, barely noticeable smile but Stiles noticed it, he noticed everything. “I could be better” you say honestly, looking him up and down slightly.

Stiles face pulls into a frown, no he didn’t want you to go out with anyone other than him because he hopelessly in love with him but he also didn’t want to see you upset. “Im sorry” He says

You pull a forced smile and shrug your shoulders at him “its okay” There was a silence that followed after and you were about to turn around once again but Stiles started to ramble.

“Look i’m sorry but I overheard your conversation with Lydia and Allison and I can take you out on a date tomorrow if you’d like. I don’t even know why I asked that, you wouldn’t want to go out with me now I’m just making a total fool of myself and I’m going to stop talking now”

You look at the boy in front of you in shock, you take a breath and let out a small laugh “are you done?” you ask gently and all Stiles could do was nod hurriedly at you, still seemingly embarrassed. You nod back at him and smile “do you really want to take me on a date?” you ask him, tilting your head at him and analyzing him

“Are you kidding? Anyone would be lucky to go on a date with you” Stiles scoffs, shocked that you were even asking him that question.

You pause, your eyes light up with a certain feeling and your stomach flutters. Making a decision you reach into your bag and grab a pen. You then grab his arm. He looks down at your hand touching his arm then up at you in shock with wide eyes. You pull his arm close to you and begin writing your phone number as well as your address on his arm with a heart. You click your pen and put it back into your bag then turn to Stiles shocked form who was staring at his arm in amazement “pick me up 7 tomorrow” you tell him with a wide smile, then turning around and sitting back with your friends.

“Stilinski!” Coach screams, barely able to break the boy out of his trance. Stiles stumbles when his name was called but doesn’t even glance at the coach, instead he looks over at you with a growing smile and wide eyes. “Stilinski! My grandma hears better than you!”Coach shouts for him again. You give the boy a smile and a raise of your brows, he then finally turns around and heads towards coach, not without almost falling on the way there.

It was now the next day, aka Valentine’s Day. You had just finished getting ready and it was almost getting close to 7, the time you told Stilinski to pick you up. You were dressed in a baby pink turtleneck, a black skirt, a black leather jacket, and pink closed toe heels. For accessories you wore some basic jewelry and your normal makeup. It was 6:50 and you heard a car pull into your driveway.

You look out of your window and spot Stiles talking to himself in his car. A smile makes its way onto your face, he was earlier and he was hyping himself up, it was adorable.

While you wait for it to get closet to 7 you tidy up your already clean room and put your purse onto your shoulder. When you got to your front door you open it and see Stiles standing on the other side of it with 2 different flower bouquets in hand. Your brows furrow and you tilt your head, giving him a confused look but when you get a look at the flowers a big smile makes its way onto your face. Stiles looks up in shock and slight fear when you open the door. “hi” he breathes out, looking you up and down. Hi” you respond.

Stiles then seems to sober up and take in a deep breath. “I got you Roses and Tulips. Roses because those are like the flower of romance and valentines or whatever and then Tulips because I know those are your favorites. Oh! and I got it in purple because thats your favorite color.”

You look at him in shock, Tulips were your favorite flower but how did he know that. You knew you should probably be slightly scared that he knew your favorite flower considering you guys have never spoke in your life but you weren’t, you were touched. Every Valentine’s Day the person either got you Roses or nothing. The only person who knew of the little things about you such as your favorite flower was Lydia, or so you thought. He also knew your favorite color, you didn’t know how he knew these things but truly you didn’t care. With a smile you gently reach out and grab both bouquets from his hand and bring them up to your nose. “Thank you” you whisper, looking down at the flowers in thought. “Come in while I put these in water” you say, looking up at him and walking further into the house

Grabbing 2 vases you fill it with water while Stiles stands across from you awkwardly, his hands tucked into his pockets. He wore black formal pants as well as a black sweater tucked into it. Once the vases were filled with water you begin putting the flowers into their respected vase. “How did you know my favorite flower?” you ask softly, looking up from the flowers and towards him.

Stiles looks up from the floor to look at you “You were talking to Lydia about it in class once. You were sitting behind me and complaining about how there are no Tulip fields in the area.” he tells you and now you vaguely remember that conversation. “I know I probably look crazy but-“ Stiles goes to speak again but you cut him off as you add the last flower ”No, its sweet” you reassure him in a soft voice. You felt flattered.

The two of you then make your way out of the house and into Stile’s jeep, but not without him holding the doors open for you. When Stiles started the care you noticed him nervously twitching and tapping his finger against the wheel.

You click your tongue and look towards the anxious boy with a smile “you don’t have to be nervous.”

Stiles quickly looks over at you then back at the road, his tapping and anxious movements stopping in the process. “Its kinda hard not to” he lets out a breathy laugh

Tilting your head you look at him in thought and a little confusion “why?” you ask. Stiles’s head jerks back in confusion and he glances at you in shock, shocked that you were even asking that question. “because your you and i’ve had the biggest crush on you since elementary school” he scoffs thoughtfully, not out of anger. His tone sounding reminiscent and insecure.

At his words you’re bewildered and your face confronts into bafflement. You would like to think of yourself as a very observant and thoughtful person, although you were popular didn’t mean you were like Lydia and didn’t notice anything unless it involved you. Not that it was a bad thing, it just wasn’t you. But to think that the boy beside you, the same boy that had already topped all dates ever and its only been 10 minutes has had a fat crush on you for years on end now and you didn’t notice shocks you to your core. “I didn’t know that” you respond to him quietly.

Throughout the drive the two of you actually had nice conversation, you laughed and talked comfortably. Truthfully you have never been able to talk to a guy like you are with Stiles, it was new but it was refreshing. For Stiles this whole thing was a shock, he couldn’t believe he had actually talked to his long time crush let alone take her on a date. On top of that talking to you was so easy, easier than he thought. Of course he was internally freaking out the entire time and he would be for the rest of the night but he was way less scared than he thought he would be, you relaxed him. On your end you felt like you didn’t have to pretend, usually you would have to refrain from talking about something or making a certain joke but with Stiles you didn’t have to. Unlike all of the dates you’ve ever been on this one felt real, this one felt true, like there was an actual connection between you guys and not just physical attraction, it was nice.

The two of you arrived at the restaurant you guys would be eating dinner at, you go to get out of the car but Stiles reaches forward and gently grabs onto your wrist “stay there” he says quickly, looking at you in offense. He then jumps out of the car and quickly rounds your side, opening the door for you and holding your hand as you step out. “you look beautiful” Stiles says as the two of you walk into the restaurant.

You turn your head to your right so you could look at him. “Thank you” you speak softly, currently unable to think of anything else to say.

“you’re always beautiful by the way, not just right now” He tells you, stammering slightly while seemingly very honest. You couldn’t help but blush and smile at the boy, no gut had ever truly had this effect on you.

Dinner between the two of you went very well. You guys sat, talked, laughed and blushed the entire time. No one had ever made you feel the things you felt tonight, no one had ever made you feel so seen, no one had ever made you laugh so much. Stiles still had no clue how he ended up in this position with his long term crush. She made him feel normal, she made him laugh, she geeked out with him about nerdy things, she was the only girl who ever made him feel things like this. Neither of you wanted the night to end. “I knew you liked Marvel because of your keychain but wow, its still shocking” Stiles says

From across the table you looked at him with a shocked expression. “You noticed my keychain?” you asked, with a small shocked laugh.

“Of course I did, you’ve been wearing it on your bag for years” Stiles says with a small shake of his head, not even aware of the weight of his words.

When dinner came to a close answer the both of you were now back into Stiles jeep in the parking lot you spoke up. “Ive never said this on a date before but, I don’t want this to end honestly” you say with a quiet laugh, trying your best to cover your disappointment.

Stiles puts his car into drive “good, because we have one more stop” He tells you, pulling out of the parking lot and driving to wherever. After somewhat of a short drive, Stiles pulls into the parking lot of a school, Beacon Hills Elementary school to be exact. The elementary school you guys went to.

You look towards the school then towards the boy in the drivers seat out of confusion. “what are we doing at the elementary school?”

“I just thought we could sit and talk on the playground, it’s closed and we would be able to spend more time together.” He shrugs, looking over at you. He gets out of the car and comes around to your side, letting you out then the both of you walk towards the playground.

You guys sat on the swings for a little bit, just talking. Thought after a smile it became silent for a moment, so you decided to speak “why did you decide to come here?” you ask, swinging slightly with your feet still hitting the ground

Stiles looks up from his shoes and over at you “this is technically where me first met, and where my crush on you started” Stiles brings a hand to his head, nervously rubbing at his neck.

“thats really romantic actually” you respond softly, looking over at his swaying figure on the swing with a smile.

The night was now over, the two of you left the school after being there for about an hour, just talking and laughing. Now you guys were in your driveway, having just pulled it. “I had a lot of fun tonight. Thank you for taking me out, you didn’t have to.” You tell him as you grab your purse into your hand.

“Of course I did, I wanted to” He looks into yours eyes with a serious expression. He wanted to make sure you knew that he didn’t just ask you out for the hell of it or because he overheard that you didn’t have a date, he truly wanted to and he has since he was a small child. “I had fun tonight too” A smile breaks out onto his face and the same thing happens to you

The two of you were sat in the seats of the car, facing each other just looking into the others eyes with smiles on your faces. It was late and you both had school the next day, the date needed to come to an end. With a smile still on your face your hand reaches forward at the same time as your face begins to swiftly move forward. Your lips meet Stiles’s cheek in a quick peck, your hand resting on the side of his face at the same time.

When you pull away Stiles was looking at you with a bewildered expression, jaw dropped, blush coating his cheeks, eyes wide and practically in the shape of hearts. “you should ask me out again sometime” you tell him as you step out of the car.

With his jaw still dropped he nods at you quickly, unable to form words. You kissed him on the cheek, AND you wanted to see him again!? “I will” he responds in a whisper, one in which you could hardly hear. His anxious and enamored expression and acts were adorable and you loved them, they warmed your heart.

“goodnight Stiles” You call out as you walk towards the front door of your house, looking over at him to see his still shocked expression from inside the car.

Stiles wanted to holler back a goodnight but by the time he was physically able to form the words you were already inside the house.

pairing(s)- Randy Meeks x Reader

summary- You overheard Randy Meeks, the school's movie nerd talking about you to his friend group. 

category- fluff

warnings- nervous!Randy, reader uses she/her pronouns, reader is described as popular, reader is mentioned to be a cheerleader, mentions of what reader is wearing, friend!Sydney, no ghostface, Billy and Stu are not crazy xoxo, Sydney's mom Maureen is still dead :), american school system is used

word count- 2101

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It was a random Wednesday, you were at school and you had stuff to do. It was lunchtime so a lot of the school was scattered outside with their friends, enjoying their lunch. You on the other hand had to take some pictures for the Yearbook committee, you didn't mind taking your lunch to take pictures, it would give you a break from dealing with the jocks flirting with you and the other cheerleaders. 

Standing beside one of the school entrances you search around the dozens of kids, looking for a good picture opportunity. You then spot your friend Tatum Riley sitting amongst her friends. The lighting was good, the scenery, the amount of people, that was when you decided that one of your pictures for today would be of that friend group. 

You start to walk over to them with a smile on your face, your camera around your neck and perched in your hand. You knew of everyone in the group, most people did. Tatum was a school fashion icon who you had quickly become friends with during Sophomore english.You guys weren't best friends like she was with Sydney but you talked on the phone a lot and talked in school when you could. 

Everyone knew of Sydney Prescott, her mother, Maureen Prescott's death was a huge story in Woodsboro. But you first knew of Sydney in 3rd grade, you had fallen and scraped your knee, Sydney being your hero that random day in 3rd grade, helped you up and walked you to the nurses office after telling the teacher what happened. 

Most people knew of Stu as well. He was dating the school's most popular girl, Casey Becker when suddenly they broke up. Turns out she cheated and left him for the school's most popular boy and jock, Steve Orth. Stu was also known as the class clown of your grade, always making whoever he had a class with break out into laughs. 

Billy Loomis was a mystery to most people, he was a quiet kid that caught everyone's attention. Everyone in the school wanted to know more about him but he didn't really speak to anyone but his friend group. You didn't know much about him just like others but you did know of him. 

Lastly there was Randy. He wasn't the most popular, definitely the least popular out of his friend group but the people who knew of him were the people who had had a class with him before. The people who have had classes with him knew he was a huge movie nerd, and just a very smart person in general. You knew more about him than you care to admit. You knew that he loved movies and his favorite genre was horror, you knew he worked at a movie store, you knew his favorite chips were Doritos and his favorite candy was Skittles, and you knew his favorite color was forest green. 

You noticed him unlike other people. While some thought his love for movies was annoying, you thought it was endearing. You've had at least one class with Randy Meeks every year since 8th grade. At first you thought he was just a cute kid but when you guys reached Junior year of high school you realized that you harboured a crush on the boy. You never said anything to him about it, you just never thought he would feel the same about you, you always thought he had a crush on Sydney even though she was dating Billy so you never even tried. For a year now you've tried to ignore the crush but you couldn't help but feel a smile make its way to your face when you saw him throughout the school days. No one knew about the crush except for yourself and you wanted to keep it that way, not because you were embarrassed but because you didn't want word getting back to Randy. 

You were walking over to the group of friends, their backs facing you. Once you were very little ways behind them you heard Sydney's voice “Just tell her” she tells Randy, leaning her head into her boyfriend Billy. 

“Are you kidding?” Randy raises his voice slightly, not in an angry tone but more in a shocked one. “She's beautiful, like the prettiest girl to ever walk planet earth. She's perfect, she's beautiful, smart, kind, she's not fake like the popular kids she's around, she does photography, she likes movies, and her style. Have you heard that she's made her own clothes? Her eyes, her smile, her hair, everything about her is like a goddess and oh my god her laugh? Amazing. She would never go for a guy like me, okay? I'm a nerd and y/n is a cheerleader godsent.” Randy rambles to the group. 

When Randy had first started talking you felt your smile fall, it sounds like he's really in love with the girl he was talking about. You keep taking small steps towards them, not wanting to stop completely but you also wanted to hear the rest of what Randy had to say about this special girl. When you heard your name your heart stopped. You suddenly stopped in your tracks, staring at the back of his head. Never in a million years did you ever think that Randy Meeks would like you y/n y/l/n. But with the way he was speaking to you to his friends didn't just sound like a simple crush, it sounded like more. You did feel sadness when you heard the way he spoke about himself, but hopefully you would be able to change that. 

The smile is back onto your face and you have a pep in your step, you take the last couple of steps towards the group and you are now behind them. Stu and Tatum notice you before you could announce your presence, Stu squints and looks between you and Randy. Tatum raises a brow at you, asking if you had heard anything but you don't answer, instead you clear your throat. When you do so, the rest of the group being Billy, Sydney, and Randy turn to look at you. 

The only person you're focused on is Randy so when the three of them turn to look at you, you don't see Sydney and Billy exchanging looks at your arrival. The only thing you can see is Randy's face immediately morph into one of humiliation. You decided not to give away with the fact that you overheard their conversation just yet. 

You hold up your camera higher in your hands and move your eyes from Randy's embarrassed nes, your eyes scanning across the entire group. Giving them a smile you shake your camera slightly and speak up “Can I take a picture of you guys for Yearbook?” You ask with a smile, your eyes moving through the entire group, landing lastly on Randy. The boy takes a deep breath and lets his posture relax slightly, you guess that he thinks you didn't hear anything since you didn't bring it up. 

Tatum perks up “Of course” she responds with a smile

You walk around the stone wall they were on so you were now in front of them instead of behind them. They all scoot into each other and look towards you so you could take their picture. From left to right the order went; Billy, Sydney, Randy, Tatum, and Stu. You take a couple pictures then look back to see what they look like, they look great, you look up at them “Did you guys wanna see what it looks like?” you ask them

“Yes, please” Sydney responds to you happily. You walk back over to them and while you are Tatum scoots over, closer to Stu so that there would be room in between Randy and herself for you to sit. 

You take a seat in the space in between Randy and Tatum and show them the pictures you took.

“They look amazing” Tatum says excitedly 

“Thank you for taking the pictures” Sydney tells you, looking over at you with a smile

“Good job, y/n” Billy says

“I look good” Stu remarks

“You're an amazing photographer, y/n” Randy compliments, looking directly in your eyes. 

You smile Randy, your eyes never straying from his. “Thank you guys” You respond with a smile, turning the camera off in the process. 

You then stand up from the stone wall all of you were sitting on and face the group, but your eyes were only looking at Randy. “Can I talk to you for a second?” You ask him and in that moment you swore you saw his heart physically stop, the boy tenses and sucks in a deep breath. He doesn't respond, he nods lightly and stands up, walking a little away from the group by your side. 

“Look, I'm so sorry about-” Randy starts to ramble but you cut him off before he could get any further.

“Ive liked you for 2 years” You say, looking at him with a small smile while rocking back and forth on your feet

All Randy could do at that moment was stare at you, his eyes widened and his mouth slightly open. He couldn't believe what you just said, his mind immediately went to the conclusion that this was some sort of a prank, someone like you wouldn't like someone like him. But then his mind also cursed him for even thinking that, you would never be so harsh to play with someone's feelings that way. While in this shocked state of mind, he wasn't able to fully process the fact that you had a crush on him as well, especially for 2 years now so all he could say in response was “what?” in a whispery shocked tone.

A small laugh escapes you because of his reaction. “Are you busy tomorrow night?” you ask

“N-No” Randy responds, breathless

“Did you wanna take me out? As in a date, you don't have to” you reassure him. You didn't want to put any pressure on making him ask you out, you simply heard about what he had to say about you so you thought you should go for it. 

“Are you kidding? Of course I want to take you on a date. This is amazing, oh my god! I'm just shocked you wanted to go on a date with me” he rambles, moving his hands around theatrically as he speaks

“You're amazing, Randy. I would love to go on a date with you” You respond, the smile never leaving your face

“I've liked you since 8th grade”  Randy blurts out that even he looks shocked when he says it, but definitely not as shocked as you

“Really?” you whisper with a smile, slightly tilting your head to the side

“Yeah” he whispers in response, nodding his head up and down

“Well that's good to know” you tell him, lightly biting your lip to the point it was barely noticeable. Your face was starting to hurt from how much you were smiling.

Randy, finally realizing this was all real life, couldn't stop the huge smile from forming on his face. “Can I pick you up at 7?” he asks hesitantly, wringing his hands and bouncing on his feet nervously even though he shouldn't be nervous. 

“That sounds great” You say with a slight nod

“Great, great” he whispers while nodding. The bell then rings throughout the entire school, also being heard from the outside where they are “Have a good day, Y/n.” Randy tells you with a smile, his face beaming like you've never seen it before

“You too, Randy” you respond, walking backwards, still facing him. 

“See you tomorrow night” Randy calls out to you as you walk further, a smile on his face and his hand up in the air in a wave

“Tomorrow night” you echo with a nod, finally turning around so you were walking normally, with your back now facing him. You walk a couple of steps before you decide to look behind you and back at Randy

When you do you are met with Randy pumping his fist in the air and celebrating. He caught your eyes and stopped, awkwardly scratching his neck while thinning his lips down, He brought his hand in an awkward wave. 

You couldn't help but laugh and bring your hand up in a small wave, then walking away and into the school. You couldn't wait for your date tomorrow night

Randy couldn't wait to see you tomorrow night.

pairing(s)- Mattheo Riddle x fem!slytherin!reader

summary- Two oblivious idiot best friends confessing their love for one another after an incident at a party.

category- Fluff

warnings- swearing, kissing, Slytherin!reader, slight angst, google translated Italian, not proofread

word count: 5048

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You and Mattheo had met during your first year of Hogwarts. You had befriended Enzo aka Lorenzo Berkshire within the first week of school.

Within the first month you guys became very close friends which meant he quickly introduced you to his group of friends. You and Theo quickly bonded over your love of reading, Pansy over fashion and being the only girls, Draco because of the sassy demeanor you both held, and Blaise with the laidback attitude. You become knitted into their group of friends very quickly and it felt like you guys had known each other forever.

Then there was Mattheo Riddle. The two of you were very close now, but it was the hardest to get a friendship between the two of you.

The boy had interested you when you first met, you were drawn to him like a moth to a flame, but as Slytherins do you played it cool and pretended you felt nothing of the sorts. Although what you didn’t know was Mattheo felt the exact same way.

This had been the first time Mattheo truly felt the need or more so the desire to speak to someone, to get close to a person but when he met you he couldn’t help it. Though one thing about the boy, he didn’t like getting close to people, his small group was enough and then Enzo brought it some girl. The fact that he wanted no NEEDED to speak to you scared him, so he tried his best to distance himself from you at first.

That plan didn’t stick through seeing as not even a week later he broke and striked up a conversation, between just the two of you during a group hangout.

Now you guys were all in your sixth year at Hogwarts and all of you had stayed best friends the entire time.

You and Mattheo were now best friends, if one of your mutual friends couldn’t find one of you they knew they were with the other. The whole group loved the two of you as a pair, they truly saw that you brought the best out in one another. They would just have to wait till the day you guys become a couple surfaced, because it was painfully obvious the two of you were in love.

And speaking of love…

You fell for Mattheo at the age of 13

Mattheo fell for you at the age of 12

You knew deep down in your heart you would always be Mattheos, even if nothing happened between the two of you.

And Mattheo knew that he would never stop loving you, he would always be yours no matter what happened or who else there was.

But the two of you were stubborn, oblivious idiots. It was painfully obvious to everyone in the entire school, even the teachers that the two of you were in love. Everyone except for each other.

The both of you had flings and you even had a very short term boyfriend while trying to get rid of the feelings you guys held for each other but they never went away.

Now being 17 and in your sixth year of Hogwarts and you were in History of Magic class that you had with your whole friend group but Blaise and Theo skipped the class today, meaning it was only Pansy, Draco, Enzo, Matteo, and You.

You were seated with Pansy and another girl by the name of Jackie while the three boys were seated together.

“uccidimi adesso, Stop drooling” Theo rolls his eyes as he bumps Mattheos shoulder with his own.

The boy snaps out of his trance and turns to his right at his friend “What are you talking about” he glares

“don’t be an idiot” Draco cuts in quickly

“Y/n, you never stop staring at her” Theo adds on with a slight smirk as both boys look to their friend.

“Shut up, she might hear you!” Mattheo whispers harshly, his head snapping towards the girl in question.

Both of his friends roll their eyes, they love Mattheo they really do, and they love you as well but they were starting to get exhausted at how oblivious the two of you were. It was truly ridiculous.

Draco scoffs and turns away from his in love friend and towards the teacher “Just ask her out dimwit”

“I will not be asking Y/n out, she does not feel the same way I do. Plus, these feelings will go away soon enough” Mattheo lies, he knew his feelings weren’t going away ever, let alone anytime soon.

In response to his words his friends roll their eyes once again and drop the subject, they really wish their friends would just get a grip…or a brain.

It was silent for a long while, the two of you listening to the teachers lesson “I don’t see why you don’t just tell him” Pansy says quietly with a shrug, interrupting the silence between the two of you.

“Huh?” You turn to her quickly, brows furrowed in confusion. Careful to mot make it known to the teacher that the two of you were talking

“Mattheo, duh. He’s obviously head over heels for you” Pansy shrugs one again, this time with a glint in her eyes and a smirk on her face.

“and you are delusional” You cut in with a teasing smile. In your brain there was no way the Mattheo Riddle, the man that took up so much space in your heart and mind held the same emotions for you, it was simply impossible.

Pansy goes to say something else but is cut off when you guys hear the teachers voice. “Mattheo Riddle, do I need to take points from Slytherin?”

Everyone’s heads turn to the boy but the only one he pays attention to is you. Your eyes meet for a split second before he looks back to the teacher.

“no, ma’am” Mattheo answers her with with a smile

The teacher nods and continues onto her lesson but your eyes lock with Mattheo’s once again. You look at him with curiosity while he looks at you with a smile, a question shining through your eyes. ‘are you okay?’

And Mattheo can read those beautiful

y/c/e he fell in love with easily. He nods at you with a smile which causes you to relax and nod at him with a smile of your own, then the two of you turn back towards the lesson.

A little while later class is now ended so you pack your bag and walk out of classroom with Pansy by your side.

When the two of you walk out you see Mattheo, Enzo, and Draco all waiting outside the classroom together for the both of you.

“hello boys” You say, ending up right next to Mattheo

The other two boys chorus back greetings but your eyes are mostly on Mattheo. One you and Pansy greet the three boys all of you start to walk towards the Slytherin common room.

“Hi” Mattheo says quietly, the greeting meant solely for you. His hands reach out hastily yet with no force and takes your bag off of your shoulders then onto his own.

You knew there was no point in arguing, there was a lot of stuff in your bag meaning it was heavy, but you knew Mattheo could handle it. He insisted to carry your bags all the time, as long as he was around you never carried your own school bag.

“Hi, Matty” You respond with a smile on your face, matching his own.

Standing close side by side you guys fall into your own conversation full of loving looks, smiles, and laughter while walking through the corridors.

Little did you guys know your friends were watching the two of you with annoyed eyes, they just wanted you guys to confess already…and so they formed a plan.

There would be a party 2 nights away from tonight in the Slytherin common room. They needed to find a way to make the two of you jealous, they didn’t know how just yet but they knew they were going make you guys realize the obvious mutual feelings.

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It was now the day of the party and you were excited. You loved parties when you had your best friends by your side, plus there was free alcohol.

You wore a simple but very cute and fitting emerald green dress, along with some simple makeup and short black heels.

You looked yourself in the mirror and then you hear your door open so you quickly turn behind you and see Pansy walking into your room with a smirk on her face and a black dress hugging her body.

“Well don’t you look sexy” Pansy remarks as she loses your door behind herself

You turn away from the mirror completely, now facing her “And dont you look gorgeous” you remark back with a smirk as well

“come on, the party’s started and we gotta get drunk” Pansy tells you, grabbing your hand and dragging you out of your room. You laugh in response and let her drag you through the halls of Hogwarts.

When you guys arrive at the party you both immediately take a shot of whatever alcohol Pansy had given you and then you both made your own drinks to sip on.

You were laughing and dancing with Pansy to the music echoing through the Slytherin common room when a hand is suddenly on your back. You whip around in shock ready to tell of whoever had touched you without permission but when you do you come face to face with Mattheo.

Mattheo holds his hands up slightly in surrender. “Im sorry Princess, I didn’t mean to scare you” Mattheo tells you sincerely.

“Its okay, Matty” You respond with a smile, the both of you walking closer to one another.

“Come on, the groups missed you. The both of you” Mattheo says, reaching for her hand that wasn’t occupied by her drink. She meets his hand halfway and they walk together to the space your friends had occupied, Pansy was already there seeing as she walked away from you when she noticed Mattheo.

“Theres our missing member!” Lorenzo yells, launching up from his seat and drunkenly walking over to you.

The boy then gives you a hug “Hi, Enzo” you laugh, hugging him back with a smile.

Your relationship with Enzo was weird to the eyes of others. Others meaning people who weren’t yourselves or your friends. People thought you were dating around the time you two became friends, but that was quickly shut down when talk that the both of you were seeing other people got around. Hell even your friends thought the two of you were dating but when the boys talked to Enzo personally one night and he laughed in their face is when the rumor that they were a thing was officially over.

The relationship that you and Enzo had was completely platonic. In your eyes he was your best friend, but only that. He was like that one cousin that you love so much and you get so excited when you can see them, only with the exception of they see each other everyday. She was truly thankful for her friendship with Enzo, he was her first friend here and now she has all these other amazing friends because of him.

But she had a different kind of relationship with everyone in the group.

“We missed you!” Enzo tells you happily, grabbing your hand and dragging you to sit beside him on one of the couches, but you’re careful to steady the drink in your hand. As youre being dragged off you giggle and let him take you to the couch. The whole friend group was there sitting around.

On the couch you were seated in between Enzo and Theo but that was soon changed when Mattheo followed the two of you and took the seat between you and Theo.

Theo bumps Mattheos shoulder “Stop glaring at them” He whispers, seeing Mattheo glaring at y/n and drunken Enzo who was practically hanging off your side.

Some time had passed of talking with your friends and glares from Mattheo being thrown Enzo’s way when you weren’t looking, you had finished your drink and you were having fun. All of a sudden your favorite party song comes through the speakers.

You gasp and turn to your left to Mattheo but he’s already looking at you with a knowing smile. “Dance with me!” You squeal, standing up and holding your hand out to Mattheo excitedly.

Mattheo immediately caves in and sighs, getting up and taking your open hand as you both walk hand in hand to the dance floor.

The boy would never admit it out loud but you were the only person who would ever be able to get him to dance, any kind of dancing. Hell if you asked him to do ballet he would as long as you were by his side. If it was any other person it would simply be a hookup he wouldn’t speak to the next morning and the dance would only be grinding on each other but even then he simply didn’t want to. When he had hookups they were all to try and get you off his mind, which never worked, eventually he stopped.

But with you, he would do anything to see your face light up like it did when he grabbed your hand for a dance, he would dance with you because he knew it made you happy, he would dance with you because he lived to see you having fun and be so carefree, he would dance with you because he loved the touch of your skin, and he danced with you because he loved having these kinds of moments with you.

You guys were dancing messily and crazily but without a care in the world, because you guys had each other. When you were around each other, nothing else mattered. Mattheo then took your hand and spun you out then back into him, you threw your head back and laughed like a little kid. The song ended right after and you got out of his arms, trying to catch your breath combined with laughing which was almost the same boat Mattheo was in.

Your hands stayed interlocked as you guys calmed down from the dancing the both of you just did. Mattheo leans in closer to you so you could hear his voice “do you want another drink?” he asks

“Sure” you answer loudly with a nod so he would be able to hear you over the loud music. With your hands still interlocked he gently pulls you with him towards the drink table, not wanting to leave you alone for a moment.

Mattheo makes you a drink then hands it over to you with his award winning smile. “y/n/n” he speaks happily as he hands you your drink “the Mattheo special” he continues once you’ve grabbed the drink.

You take a sip of it and give him a nod of approval “good like always” you tell him, you’ve had the drink of course, you’ve partied and hung out with Mattheo plenty of times but every time he made it for you he would make you review it.

The both of you walk over to a wall and talk with your drinks in your hands. “How was your day today y/n/n ?” Mattheo asks, genuine curiosity shining through his features like every time he spoke to you.

“It was good, Potions is definitely messing with my brain though. I dont know if I’m going to pass the upcoming test.” You admit, grimacing slightly while you look into his eyes

His happy face drops for only a split second before its overcome by his same smile. “How about I tutor you in potions and you tutor me in Herbology in return, Im really needing it right now” He bounces up and down on his feet slightly while talking to you

A huge smile overcomes your face “That would be great, starting tomorrow night?” You ask

“Whenever youd like” Mattheo responds with a shake of his head

“Perfect, after dinner tomorrow night it is” You declare, taking a sip of your drink after speaking.

Mattheo nods in response to your declaration and then clears his throat. “I haven’t yet told you how beautiful you looked tonight” He tells you and you can tell he means it genuinely, you can read Mattheo to a T.

“Thank you, Matty” You speak softly, looking down at your shows for a moment then back at him with a big smile.

The boy in front of you goes to say something else to you but is cut off when you gasp. He looks down at you and immediately sees what happened.

A boy bumped into your side which made you spill your drink and now its all over your front. Your plastic cup is now on the ground and your hands are up slightly in the air as you look down at your now wet chest and dress.

“My bad” The dude who bumped into chuckled and goes to walk off but is quickly pulled back when a hand pulls him by the back of his shirt.

“Say sorry to her” Mattheo speaks to the boy angrily, his glare never leaving the boys face.

After hearing the commotion everyone’s eyes turn to the three of you and watch the scene unfold.

“Woah, dude-

“Don’t you think this lovely woman deserves a rightful apology” Mattheo growls, his hand still grabbing at the boys shirt.

“Mattheo, I just want to get cleaned up” You tell him dejectedly

Mattheos face turns to you as soon as he hears your voice and his angry expression drops into a concerned one in an instant. He drops the boys shirt and gently grabs your arm in comfort.

“Im really sorry” the random Slytherin says with wide eyes before walking off.

Neither of you were even paying attention to the boy anymore, only to each other.

“Im sorry, come on princess” Mattheo speaks softly, only for you two to hear. The two of you walk away from the party and to your dorm room, His hand staying gently, almost not there at all on your bicep as you guys walk together.

Neither of you talked the short walk to your dorm, Mattheo opens the door for you and you step inside. He closes the door behind himself and he hears you speak softly “Don’t look” The boy turns his back to you and faces the closed door while you peel off your now wet dress.

“Um, don’t look, Im only in a bra and underwear but Im going to take a shower to wash all of this off of me…You can go back to the party” You speak up, grabbing your dress and putting it in your clothes hamper.

“I’ll stay here and wait for you, as long as thats okay with you” Mattheo responds, bouncing on his feet as he still faces the door.

“Yeah Mattheo, of course thats okay. Just wait on my bed or something” You say, walking into the bathroom and gently shutting the door behind you. Once you’re in the bathroom Mattheo turns away from your door and walks over to your bed, taking off his shoes and sitting down on it. He hears your shower turn on and relaxes, he grabs one of the books on your nightstand, careful not to mess up any of your pages or lose your place. It was one of the romance books you loved, Mattheo was never a romance fan until he fell hard for you. Now he found himself relating everything romantic thing he saw, read, and heard to you.

Around 10-15 minutes later you turn the water off and carefully step out of the shower, grabbing your towel and starting to dry yourself off.

Mattheo’s reading is interrupted when he hears his favorite voice call out his name.

“Matty?” You call out, opening your bathroom door and peaking only your head out.

“Yes?” Mattheo questions, looking towards you with furrowed brows.

“Can you please grab me some clothes, I forgot to grab some” You ask him, shivering slightly when the cold air hits you through the open door.

The boys eyes widen slightly and he gets up from his spot on your bed and sitting your book aside “Of course, what did you want?” He asks

“Just some sweatpants, a tank top, and a pair of fuzzy socks” you respond, not getting used to the cold air that was being let into the bathroom

Mattheo nods and walks towards your dressers, immediately trying to find clothes to match what you asked for. You closed the door and wrapped the towel around your body while you wait.

You were looking at yourself in the mirror while you wait for him but your actions are interrupted when you hear a soft knock on the door.

When you open the door Mattheo swears that you physically tore out his lungs because you stole his breath just like you had done many times before. Youre hair was still wet and you were only covered in a towel while specks of water still graced your beautiful skin. He looks you up and down quickly and swallows before trying to meet your eyes quickly before you could notice. Mattheo holds out your clothes to you “Here” he speaks softly, barely audible.

“Thank you” you whisper in response, taking your clothes from his hand with a smile and gently closing the door.

Mattheo stands in front of your door for a moment before he takes a deep breath and walks back over to your bed where he was before.

A couple moments later you walk out of the bathroom, now clad in the clothes you had asked Mattheo to grab for you. You walk over to your desk and start brushing your hair out, Mattheos eyes follow you across the room and never turn away from your silhouette. As he’s staring at you he sees your mouth moving but doesn’t hear a word you said. “huh?” He asks, blinking out of his stare

You laugh in response of Mattheos obliviousness “I said thank you”

“You already said thank you for the clothes y/n/n, and it wasn’t a big deal” The dark headed boy responds, shaking his head in dismissal.

“Not for that, Idiot” You laugh

Mattheo gasps “How dare you call me an idiot!” He exclaims jokingly, standing up from the bed.

You put down the hairbrush and laugh “Oh, I dare!” You joke back, standing up from your chair as well.

“Ohh you’re gonna wish you didn’t!” Mattheo says. He then races over to you and all you had time to do was squeal, you weren’t able to run away. He grabs you from behind and spins you around in his arms, lifting you up off the ground.

They both of you can’t stop laughing, even once he puts you down. You turn around in his arms, your laughter finally quieted down. “I meant thank you for standing up for me, just like you always do” You tell him, your hands landing on his arms that were still interlocked around your waist.

“You don’t have to thank me for that” Mattheo shakes his head “I would do anything for you” He says honestly, a look of vulnerability flashing through his face

Your face drops for a moment, stunned by the vulnerability in his face but you put a small smile back on your face “I know you would” You respond softly with a slight nod

“No you don’t” Mattheo moves his arms out from around you and runs a hand through his hair what looks to be in stress, he then goes on to turn away from you and take a couple steps away

“What?” You ask in confusion and shock. You furrow your brows and take a single step towards him.

“you don’t get it” Mattheo whispers shaking his head, his back still turned towards you

“Matty, what are you talking about?” You ask in confusion. You wanted to reach out and help him with whatever it was that he was thinking but you wanted to wait till he was still, you didn’t know if he would want your help, especially any physical touch at the moment.

“You” Is the only thing Mattheo utters

“Me?” You repeat confused

Mattheo then finally turns around, his hands are free from his air and his eyes are piercing into you like they never have before.

“I would do absolutely anything for you, and just because it’s you who asked. When I look at you, I see my future, I see my hopes and dreams, I see everything I could ever want. I am so in love with you it hurts not being with you, but it’s better than you knowing and not loving me back but at the same time it feels so good to love you because you’re you. Ive never felt this way about anyone before and I know I never will if it’s not you. I love you.”

You’re stunned. There are truly no words to express how you are feeling at the moment, no one has ever said anything remotely like that to you. You loved Mattheo more than even yourself could express or imagine, but hearing him speak those words sent you into shock, most people would jump in joy, or squeal, or go in for a kiss, or immediately start confessing their love back but you were frozen, rooted in your spot.

Mattheos eyes hadn’t left you once during the confession and now that your silence is the only thing filling the air. Mattheo looks down at his feet and starts walking towards the door to leave.

You quickly reach out and grab his hand, stopping him from leaving. “I love you” You whisper, looking into his eyes. You hadn’t realized that your eyes had glassed over but you did realize that tears formed in Mattheo’s eyes. You quickly reach the hand that wasn’t holding Mattheo’s up and wipe the singular tear that fell from his face.

“What did you say?” Mattheo whispers, looking into your eyes and gripping your hand tighter. Even though he knew exactly what you said

“I said I love you. Ive loved you since I was 13 and Im sorry for scaring you just then, I was just shocked. I love you so much and I never thought you would love me back. I see my future with you, i’ve lied awake dreaming about it and what it would be like. I know I wont ever love anyone as much as I love you because its always been you, It will always be you”

Mattheo takes a deep shuddering breath and lifts his hand up to hold the side of your face. “Don’t cry” He whispers, moving his thumb to wipe away a tear you didn’t even know fell.

You lean into his touch and the both of you stare into each others eyes that hold so much love. Smiles are now both brought back onto your lips, smiles that no one could match, smiles that no one could take away.

Mattheo takes a step closer to you, now the both of you are chest to chest “Can I kiss you?” Mattheo asks softly, his thumb caressing your cheek.

“Please” you whisper, slightly nodding your head and leaning in just as he was doing.

One of your hands are still interlocked so your free one moves up to his neck, holding it and playing with the hairs at the nape of his neck.

Your lips meet softly but it’s all either of you could ever ask for. The kiss started out soft, gentle, and experimental but as it continued it got passionate, the both of you pouring out every ounce of love and emotion you guys have for each other. Your interlocked hands separate, his now free one holding your waist, and your not free one going up to his neck like your other. The kiss continues, the both of you never wanting to stop, its something the both of you have dreamed of. His tongue swipes over your bottom lip so you open your lips slightly and continuing to kiss until the both of you physically need to separate for air.

“I don’t know if this is a good time, this is kinda my first time at all this stuff but…will you be my girlfriend?” He asks, nerves still showing through even though there shouldn’t be any nerves at all.

“Yes” You laugh with the biggest smile you’ve ever had. You nod happily with your hands still holding his neck.

“Yeah?” Mattheo echoes grinning ear to ear

“yeah” you copy in a whisper.

Mattheo cheers loudly and lifts you off the ground by your waist and spins the both of you around happily. You laugh and throw your head back, your hands on his shoulders leveling you.

After he spins the both of you around he gently sets you back onto the ground and pulls you in closer by the hips. He puts his lips onto yours for the second time, you quickly respond, reciprocating the kiss excitedly.

When you pull away Mattheo whispers “couldn’t help myself”

“Dont apologize for kissing me” you whisper with a laugh

“I am so going to get used to this” Mattheo whispers, pecking your lips quickly 3 times in a row.

You giggle in response and try you hardest to kiss him back but its hard to keep up with his quick pecks.

“I love you” You whisper happily

“I love you more” Mattheo whispers back

“god were already doing this? we’ve been dating for like..not even 5 minutes” you groan and laugh

Mattheo shrugs his shoulders and leans down so the both of you are nose to nose and whispers “We’ve gotta catch up on missed time. Oh and by the way, Ive loved you since I was 12…So, I win.”

pairings(s)- bf!timothee chalamet x singer!reader

Summary- The two of you have done the Juno arrest, but whats the harm in spicing it up a bit?

category- fluff-ish

warnings- suggestive content, kinda short, kissing, not proofread

word count: 914

masterlist; celebrity masterlist; short n’ sweet au masterlist

Juno x Timothee Chalamet

Bed Chem song link

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You and your boyfriend of two years are hollywoods it couple. You’re a singer and your boyfriend Timothee Chalamet is an actor.

Currently you are on tour for your very popular sophmore album Short n’ Sweet. Two shows ago it was the first time your boyfriend had attended seeing as his schedule was booked and busy before. Now he was on a break so he was able to attend many of your shows, much to each of your happiness. Before Timothee attended one of your shows just 2 days ago the media had been speculating. They said the two of you broke up, ended things on bad terms, or that you guys were on a break. Those were all false.

So when your boyfriend attended your show the two of you came to an agreement, you would ‘arrest’ him before your song Juno just as you do to a random person in the audience every night.

That night was crazy within the media. Fans of the two of you were going crazy, happy the two of you were for sure together, TMZ and other media outlets were going back on their words, and the crowd was insane. After that show the both of you were truly happy to have gotten acknowledging the rumors out of the way, you guys were happy and healthy in your relationship together, just like you guys have been the entire relationship. Although tonight would be different.

After that night Timothee and yourself discussed another thing the two of you could do during the show and that would be executed tonight. The only people who knew of your plan was Timothee, your crew, and you. Tonight he wouldn’t be the victim of your iconic Juno arrest, tonight it would be something…spicer.

Your song Bed Chem was a popular crowd favorite and the fans loved when you preformed it. At the end of each Bed Chem performance you get into the bed prop and one of your male backup dancers follows. The curtains close around the bed and behind them the two of you make it look interesting and spicy for the viewers.

Just this time instead of one of your backup dancers, it would be Timothee doing it with you.

You were sitting knees on your prop bed. You were wearing your dark blue outfit for this section of the show. “I bet we’d have really good” you exclaim into your microphone. You then crawl over to one of the mirrors surround the bed and get close to it, looking at yourself in the mirror. You begin to do the adlibs at the end of the song.

The screen at the top of the stage then switches to showing you because the ‘camera man’ shows up. You sing another adlib, looking directly into your boyfriend’s eyes instead of the camera like you usually do.

Timothee, with camera in hand moves to another part of the curtains, passing a mirror on his side and opening another curtain to get you on camera.

When the crowd realizes that the man who was holding the camera was Timothee instead of the usually backup dancer that it was they erupt into loud cheers. First it was the Juno arrest then it was this for bed chem? “baby” you sing the last adlib of the song and thats when he climbs into the bed by his knees, putting the camera down sideways onto the bed.

The slight see-through curtains close from around the two of you. You put the microphone down onto the bed and smirk over at your boyfriend.

His hands close around your waist and yours go around his neck. You don’t do this with your back up dancers but the two of you lean into each other and embrace in a quick kiss. The two of you gently and barely separate, he reaches up and takes his shirt off, his hands then moving and taking off your lacy cover type thing. “You’ve killed it tonight.” Timothee whispers, his hands coming up around your waist once again.

As the two of you look into each others eyes, all you guys feel and see is love and well maybe a little bit of lust. “thank you” you whisper with a smile. The two of you hadn’t discussed what would happen once he got into the closed curtain bed with you so you look up at him with a smirk. Both of your hands plant onto his chest and you push him onto the bed next to your body and climb on top of him.

He looks up at you in shock, both of his hands immediately once again finding your waist. You throw your head back for the theatrics of the viewers, one of your hands was firmly planted onto his chest while you bring the other one up and move it into a circle, like a ‘cowboy’ would do.

The two of you were giggling, enjoying the dramatic act at hand, knowing the viewers would enjoy it too. As the lights go out Timothee leans up with you still in his lap, one arm firmly on the bed while the other one is around your waist.

He brings you into a kiss right as the lights and the camera cuts out, the people in the audience seeing him lean forward but not seeing your lips lock again.

The media has once again another thing to rave about your relationship together.

╰┈➤ a part of my valentines special!

pairings(s)- Theodore Nott x reader

Summary- You got a new lingerie set and wanted your boyfriend to take some pictures of you, though thats not the only thing that happens.

category- smut

warnings- swearing, google translated Italian, sex, p in v, oral (f receiving), missionary, cowgirl, choking, cum on body, hair pulling (theos hair), mentions of hickeys, not proofread

word count: 2926

masterlist; valentines special; slytherin boys masterlist; taglist

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You had always been into photography but you were also into shopping and your boyfriend. A couple weeks ago from today you had been lying in your bed, scrolling through your laptop for things to buy.

While scrolling you had come across a two piece. It was a matching red bra and panty, they were decorated with red and pink hearts for a valentines theme and it came with a short silk robe with fur lining the bottom as well as lining the arm.

As soon as you saw the cute set you added it to your cart and clicked checkout. You couldn’t wait to see your boyfriends reaction.

Today was the day that your package arrived. You sit onto your bed and lay the box in front of you, when you open the package you are met with exactly what you ordered. The set was beautiful, you couldn’t wait to try it on.

It was now nighttime and it was your boyfriends turn to stay the night at yours. You had asked him beforehand if he could take some pictures of you, you knew that he thought it was something innocent but he would soon be shocked yet pleased at what he saw.

It was normal for you to lounge around your room in a robe so when he walks in it doesn’t raise any suspicion. Your boyfriend Theo walks into your bedroom, a smile on his face. You rise up from your bed and run over to him, your arms wrapping around his neck and squeezing him into a hug while his arms close around your waist and squeeze your body into his. “I missed you Tesoro” he murmurs into your neck, squeezing you tighter

“I missed you too baby” you reply, your response muffled by his chest.

Theo leans back so he could see your face. One of his hands come up from our waist and stops at the side of your face, he brings your faces together in a gentle but long kiss. “love you” you mumble against his lips, he quickly catches you into another kiss “love you” he mumbled back.

One of your hands begin playing with the hair at the nape of his neck “will you still take my pictures?” you look up at him with a smile.

“of course. I love when I get to see you model for me” he smiles down at you

“good because I already have everything ready” you respond excitedly and that was when Theodore noticed that you had sent up a ring light as well as a camera. You turn your back towards him and begin making your way to your bed, as you were walking away from him you undo your robe and let it drop to the floor without missing a step.

You lingerie set is then revealed to Theo and when your make it to your bed your turn back around to face him which reveals the front of your lingerie to him. “merda” he says breathlessly. Hes stuck in his standing position by your bedroom door blinking heavily at you.

He stalks towards your sitting position on the bed and grabs your hips, pulling you into a heavy and rushed kiss. You put your hand on his chest and push him away “my pictures” you remind him, pushing him further away gently and scooting back slightly. You reach over and grab the light remote, changing it from its normal light to a red, encasing the whole room in red lighting.

Theo looks slightly annoyed but he also wears his usual smirk, he knew once these pictures were over something else was going to happen. The first pose you position yourself into is on your knees. You adjust yourself onto your knees while on the bed and once your boyfriend gets into his position behind the camera you push your hands into your hair and take some shots.

For the next position you wanted to do for your photos you spread your folded legs slightly and lean back onto yours hands.

After many different poses you were finally done. You get up off of the bed and walk over to where Theo was by the camera, without even acknowledging him you grab the camera from its stand and begin looking through the photos taken of you.

As you were looking through the photos a pair of arms wrap around your waist tightly and kisses begin to be left on your shoulder blade up to your neck. At the sensation of gentle kisses and gentle nipping you let out a sigh and throw your head back

“such a tease” he mumbles against your neck. His hands around your waist move up your body and cup at your breasts over top your sheer bra, massaging them under his hold. When his hands find your breasts you let out a even harsher breath “Theo” you murmur

Theo then pulls away from you completely. You turn around and see him standing there staring at you, when you turn around to face him he picks you up without warning and sits you on the bed. As you’re laid out on the bed Theo lowers himself over you. His lips encase you in a rough feverish kiss, both of your tongues fighting a battle that Theo inevitably wins. Theo’s tongue fights against yours, one of his hands coming up to your hair while the other grips your hip. Your hands move up, one cradling his neck while the other is in his hair and pulling. Don’t tell anyone but Theo likes getting his hair pulled.

His kisses make their way down from your mouth to the open swell of your breasts. His hands reach behind your back and to your bra, unclipping it and throwing it to the side. “I love it but I love it even more off” he mumbles against your boob when you were released from the bra. Theos mouth then closes around your right nipple while his hand gives the other boob attention. Your back arches up slightly underneath his hold, Theo knew exactly what to do to you. After a moment he then switches, moving his mouth to the left nipple while his hand goes to the other. His tongue swirls around it teasingly and then he swipes the wet muscle over your nipple completely and sucks. Theo loved seeing you marked up in hickeys.

Once his mouth left your breast it leaves pecks down your body. He slowly gets lower and lower, his eyes never breaking contact with yours. Your breathing becomes harsher and harsher the further down to your core, his kisses then begin to reach your panties and when they do so he takes that as his sigh to take them off, His hands move away from your breasts and down to the waistband of your panties. He grips the fabric beneath his fingers, gently pulling it down and off your legs as he leaves kisses in its wake.

He then lifts his body back up with yours and leans down, bringing your lips to his once again. Your hands reach up and tangle his shirt beneath your fists, he gets the message and pulls away from the kiss. Once you get his shirt off you lean forward and begin to peck at his jaw and down to the waistband of his pants. Your fingers work on unbuttoning his pants, once you got them unbuttoned you pulled them down along with his boxers and threw them to the side of the room.

Your lips then meet back in a rushed kiss, your back meeting the bed once again while Theo leans down with you, careful not to break the kiss. During the kiss Theo brings his hand down and runs his middle finger though your slit, his finger collecting your juices. Your hips buck out of shock and the kiss between the two of you break.

His finger then find your clit and starts teasingly circling it while looking down at you with a smile. You throw your head back slightly and look up at him “please” you whisper

“please what?” Theo asks, pushing down on your clit slightly and slowing but not stopping his movements.

“I need more” you whisper, closing your eyes and pushing your head back into the pillow beneath you out of frustration.

Theo hums and removes the pressure from your clit, you let out a breath and open your eyes to look at him. When you do you see Theo crawling down your body, coming face to face with your pussy.

He pushes your legs open and hooks his arms underneath your thighs to keep them in place. His cock throbs at the sighs of your glistening pussy in front of him, now matter how many times he saw you and felt you naked or not he would never get use to how beautiful you are. “so beautiful” he murmurs, kissing your thigh.

He leaves kisses all around your pussy and thighs before finally pushing his head forward and taking it all in. He takes one painfully slow lick before he buries his face into your heat. As soon as you felt his tongue you couldn’t help but to let out whimpers of pleasure while your hands go down to his hair, gripping it beneath your hands for stability. “Theo, fuck” you whimper, tightening your hold on his hair and tugging it harshly when he sucks on your clit a little extra hard.

Theo licks, sucks, nips and devours your pussy, eating you out as he always does, as if you were his last meal. “così dolce” he groans into your core causing you to buck your hips from the sensation.

“fuck theo please more” you whimper breathlessly, tugging on his hair once again without even realizing it. At your words Theo pushes himself further into you, pushing his tongue in and out of your hole while his nose nudges your clit repeatedly. He goes back an fourth from tongue fucking your whole to licking and sucking on your clit.

“yeah? look at you saying please” Theo taunts, moving one of his hands out form underneath your thigh and towards your wet core. He slips a finger into your hole and you take in a short gasp of hair. He starts slowly fingering you and leaving small kitten licks on your bud while looking up at you to watch your reactions.

He slips another finger into your heat and quickens his pace, pumping two fingers in and out of you while he goes back to eating at your pussy like a starved man. That was when you felt that sweet feeling getting closer and closer. “baby, m- so close. Please” you moan and whimper, you didn’t even know what you were pleading for but that didn’t stop you.

Just a short moment later your coil breaks, you let out a loud moan, squeezing your eyes shut as your orgasm crashes over you. Your hips buck and your head throws back while Theo fingers and licks you through your orgasm.

Now off of the high you open your eyes and look down at your boyfriend to see him lifting up from his position between your legs. Your juices were coating his face in a shiny cast but neither of you cared, especially Theo. He leans forward and meets you with a kiss, the kiss was gentle and soft this time. When Theo breaks the kiss he leans his forehead against yours and speaks “I know you got one more dolcezza”

Still breathless you just look up at him and nod, leaning up to give him a quick peck. Theo sits down next to you, his back against the headboard and grabs you by the hips, pulling you onto him.

Your knees land on both sides of him and your hands grip themselves onto his shoulders. He grabs his eager snd throbbing cock, lining it up with your entrance then grabbing your hips to slowly lower yourself onto him. Both of you let out loud moans once his tip enters your core, you lean your head together, each others breath fanning the others face while you slowly sink down onto his cock.

Once you were fully sank onto his cock Theos hands grip your hips tightly, sure to leave marks till at least the morning. He starts gently guiding you up and down on his cock slowly. “so big” you whisper breathlessly

You then begin to take over and start bouncing onto his cock on your own accord. As you bounce on his cock your breasts start to move with your body as well. Theos hands move from your waist and up to your boobs, massaging them while he also sucks onto them, sure to leave hickeys.

You let out a loud moan and start to grind yourself onto his cock instead of bouncing “just like that” Theo speaks huskily into your ear, now moving on to leave hickeys onto your neck.

Your movements switch between bouncing and grinding onto his cock all while the both of you let out your own sounds of pleasure. Your movements start to become slow so Theo leans back even more, grips your hips tightly and starts bucking his hips into you from underneath. You let out a loud moan when he starts quickly fucking himself into you, your body lurches forward, now leaning all of your body wait against his chest while struggling to hold yourself up.

Theo flips the two of you over, now switching your positions. You now laid beneath him on your back with your legs spread out while he hovered over top of you.

One of his hands continues to grip at your hip tightly while the other moves up to hold your throat. He begins fucking himself into you at a moderate pace “so fucking tight” he groans. His hand squeezes your neck, you take a short breath and tilt your head back, looking up at him.

With the look that you were giving him Theo begins to fuck you harder, his hips now bucking into you at a quick pace. “Theo” you whimper, looking up into his eyes with your own eyes glistening from tears of pleasure.

“I know, I know” Theo taunts, lifting your legs up over his shoulder and fucking into you without mercy. His hand on your throat lets up causing you to take in a deep breath while it moves up to hold your leg against his shoulder. “such a good girl, aren’t you?” he groans as your pussy tightens around his cock, his tip hitting your g-spot with every harsh thrust he pushes at you.

“yes, yes, your good girl” you respond quickly, your fingers clutching at the bedsheets beneath you.

The both of you then feel your climax start to creep up onto you. “m- so close baby please” you whimper, clenching your pussy and bucking your hips while he thrusts into you.

Theo could tell you were getting close and so was he but he had to let you cum first. One of his hands reach down and start rubbing your clit it quick circles while continuing his quick thrusts into your pussy. “come on sweet girl, i’ve got you. Cum for me” he leans down slightly and talks you through it.

“fuck fuck fuck fuck” you chant in a high pitched tone. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and you let out a loud mewl as your climax quickly catches you and sends a rush of tingling all throughout you. Your hips buck and your nails scratch down Theos back while he works you down from your high

Theo is then quick to follow, quickly pulling out of you and jerking himself off “where do you want it baby?” he asks quickly. “anywhere” you respond in a breathless whimper. Then just a few quick strokes later he was releasing his cum onto your boobs with a loud groan. He then rolls over and lays next to you, the both of you trying to catch your breath.

After a quick moment Theo gets up form the bed and goes to the bathroom, coming back with a wet rag. You were already almost asleep, in and out of consciousness when you feel a cold sensation on your boobs. You flinch from the cold and that was when Theo’s hand reaches up and brushes through your hair “just wiping you off Tesoro” he says, the cold sensation then moving down to your core. Your eyes were closed so you didn’t even see him leave again, he had put the rag away and came back with a water bottle.

Theo grabs onto you and makes you sit up even through your protests, he makes you drink some water, not letting you feed it to yourself even though you were perfectly capable. He then takes a big drink of his own and cuddles up with you, tiredness taking over the both of you.

He lays down onto the bed, pulls you into his chest, and pulls the blanket over top both of you. He leans down, leaving a kiss on your forehead “I love you, goodnight and sweet dreams beautiful” he whispers

“I love you too. Sweet dreams, goodnight and don’t let the bed bugs bite” you mumble through the sleep taking you over.

A smile overtakes Theo’s face as he cuddles up with you, the two of you heading into a peaceful slumber.

╰┈➤ a part of my valentines special!

pairings(s)- bf!Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary- Valentine’s day sex with your boyfriend? Hell yes!

category- smut

warnings- sex, no protection (please wrap it before you tap it!), soft sex, cumming inside, breeding, not proofread, FIRST TIME WRITING SMUT!

word count: 1405

masterlist; valentines special; stranger things masterlist; taglist

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It was yet again another Valentine’s day with your boyfriend Steve Harrington and you felt like the luckiest girl, just like you do every day of every year. He had taken you on a wonderful date and now the both of you making your way into your shared house.

When Steve opened the front door you were met with a plan you didn’t know he had done. When the door opened there were rose petals scattered in a path from the front door, through the living room, and making its way upstairs to what you could only guess as your bedroom. You let out a small gasp and look at him with loving eyes while his hand is on your lower back and he’s looking at you with pure love in his expression. You then lean up and give him a kiss as he leads the both of you through the path of rose petals.

The two of you get to your shared bedroom and are immediately locked in an intense kiss. Steves hands are clutching your hips while one of your hands is on the nape of his neck and the other further into his hair. “You look beautiful” Steve murmurs against your lips.

“thats the sixth time you’ve said that tonight” You murmur back with a smile, letting out a little laugh before the both of you dive back into a kiss. Steve breaks the kiss so he could respond to you“yeah well you deserve to hear it plenty more than that”

His kisses then start to move from your lips, across your cheek, to your jaw, and now on your neck. With his lips on your neck he kisses all over, making sure to pay the most attention to your sweet spot that had you letting out little breathy whimpers. One of Steves hands move from your hip up to your hair, intertwining with your hair you had done just for your date tonight. His lips then move back up from your neck to your lips, claiming back your lips with his

With his hands never leaving your body and his lips never yours he walks you towards the bed that was covered in rose petsls just like your floor. You walk backwards towards the bed while Steve walks forward with you, neither of your lips leaving the others. The back of your legs then hit the foot of the bed and you fall backwards onto the bed, now looking up at your boyfriend.

You’re looking up at your boyfriend with a smile while he was looking down at you with just the same smile, you guys were in love. Steve leans down onto the bed, hovering over you and kisses your forehead. His kisses start from your forehead and gently go further and further down to your belly button. You were still clothed in your dress and heels, as well as him in his tux. You lean up onto your elbows and start to help Steve take off his clothes. First was his suit jacket, then his tie, and then his shirt. Your lips capture his in a quick kiss before they softly travel down to his chest, kissing your way down.

He parts from your lips and reaches down to your feet to help you take your heels off, then his hands go behind your back, He grips the zipper of the dress between his fingertips and slowly pulls it down, once the zipper goes as far as it can the straps of the dress fall from your shoulders and Steve slips your dress off the rest of the way. Now that your dress is gone all you’re left in is your matching bra and underwear, your hands go forward and grip the belt of his pants.

Once his pants and boxers are off he lays you back down onto the bed covered in roses. His hands reach up to fondle with your breasts, his rough hands in contrast to the plump soft skin of your body. He reaches behind you and takes the bra off, gently sliding it off of your chest and out of your arms. Steve leans down and his lips envelop your right nipple, he takes it into his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue around the hardened bud. In response you let out a quiet moan, your hand coming up to play with his hair.

While his lips work on your breasts his hands glide down and gently pull your panties off of your body. His lips move from your breasts and down to your vagina, leaving pecks in its wake. Once his lips reach your pussy he leaves a sweet smooch on your clit which makes your hips buck up and a loud whimper leave you.

His mouth envelops your pussy, his tongue gliding in between your folds, going back and fourth. Steves arms wrap our your thighs to keep you in place while he eats you out, he pulls back and nudges your core with his nose “i’m never gonna get tired of this” he whispers, mostly to himself. He leaves kitten licks on your pussy, his tongue then going in and out of your hole while his nose continuously nudges at your clit in every right way and just like always he eats your pussy like he had been starved.

“Stevie” you pant, pulling at his locks between your digits and pulling him up “need you” you whisper, pulling him up towards your mouth and kissing his lips, tasting yourself but mot minding. “need you too” Stevie whispers. He then dives back into your kiss while aligning himself with your entrance snd without ever breaking the kiss he gently guide himself into you slowly. The both of you let out sweet moans when he enters you but even louder moans when he completely bottoms out inside of you.

Your legs open further and then lift up so they could wrap around his hips. One of Steves hands is on your hip while the other is on the bed, right next to your head. “so amazing” he murmurs into your ear. He begins to move his hips in a slow set pace. Your hands come up and grip at your boyfriend’s shoulders, your nails digging into the skin of his shoulder blades.

He lets out a groan when you clench around his cock and he grips you tighter. You let out moan and whimpers as he speaks sweet nothings in your ear as he also lets out sounds of pleasure

You throw your head back in pleasure as Steves thrust stay slow and precise but hit you in all the right places. His thrusts are slow and loving but still making sure he would be able to make you cum which he knew he could.

His hand rises from your hip and glides up to your needy clit. His thumb gently nudges at your clit, opening you up for him and starting to draw soft circles onto your bud. When his finger makes contact with your clit your hips buck and you let out a loud whine. “close Stevie” you pant, one of your hands moving from his shoulder and up into his hair.

“me too pretty girl” Steve pants into your ear while he continues to thrust into you and play with your clit. He feels you clench around his cock and buck your hips, he knew you were about to come and so was he.

“cum for me baby” he whispers, fastening his thrusts while his thumb never lets up on your bud. You don’t give a vocal response, instead you clutch onto him and clench your pussy, cumming around his cock with your head thrown back, a beautiful sight your Stevie felt blessed to see each time.

Steve follows at the same time, releasing inside you and letting his cum coat your insides while he slows but doesn’t still his movements, coaxing the two of you out of your orgasms. “so good” you whisper looking up at him after the two of you had come down from your highs “i love you” Steve says, his voice a little hoarse “i love you too” you whisper and the both of your lips meet in the middle for a sweet kiss.

He then gently pulls out of you and heads to the bathroom, getting a damp rag to clean you up.