Summary: Just some pickup lines from Corpse in a round of Among Us.
Warnings: Maybe some swear words somewhere and my trashy writing.
Wordcount: 1629
Definitely not my artwork. Also I’m back and not dead. Yay! Tell me what you think and please request.
Rae, being the big sister she is, begged me until I had to give in to make her be quiet, got me to agree to playing Among Us with her gang. As in Poki, Felix, Sean, Brooke AB, Sykkuno, Toast, Fuslie, and Corpse. I have never once in my entire existence played Among Us. I stream but never this game. I mostly stream the Sims 4 and I just started The last of us two. I download the game and the proximity mod Rae told me to get. After setting up my stream and greeting the early people who come early I open the game and join the discord call.
“Rae you said you have someone new to play.” One of Rae’s friends says as I join the call. I can clearly tell from the voice that they are excited.
“Yea, she’s really annoying most of the time and we share DNA.” Rae laughs causing me to gasp. “ME! Annoying imposable!! I’m the most un annoying person in the world. The audacity you have Rachell Hofstetter.”
“Guys this is my little baby sister Y/N.” Rae introduces me to all her online Among Us friends. A chorus of hi’s sound out in my headphone, really loud hi’s form some of them. “Introduce yourselves.” Rae commands the group.
“Hi I’m Sykkuno I have a plant hat.”
“Ok, um Hi I’m the better sister Y/N nice to meet you all.” I kindly say with a wave though after I realize they can’t see me. “Oh God I just waved though none of you can see me. Let’s just start before I do more weird things.”
“We still have to wait for Corpse.” I let out a small oh as I mute myself and talk to chat.
“Corpse finally you’re here!” Syykuno’s voice is the first I hear in a while. He greets the player that’s 19 minutes late.
“Corpse meet my sister Y/N, she’s our tenth player.” Rae butts in before Corpse even has a chance to talk.
“Whaddup baby.” An unbelievably hot voice makes it’s way through my headphones. I just sit there stunted for a second. His voice is Godly and amazing what I would give to wake up to that every morning.
“Uh um h-hi.” I giggle out feeling my face heat up a ton. My chat is going a million miles per hour even with slow mode. The ones I can read say something like SIMP!!!, that reaction tho, look at her blush.
“Hey, that’s my sister Corpse!”
The game starts with me being a crewmate. We all spawn around a blue circle table. I stay there for an extra bit trying to regain myself. “Rachell, how do I play?” After Rae gives me a quick rundown she leaves to the left to do her tasks. I head down to a place filled with boxes. I walk in circles around the boxes for a while just for fun when a body is reported.
“Body in Nav.” Felix says being the one to report Sean’s body.
I listen to the conversation they all have, silently observing what they have to say. That is until I’m brought into the conversation. “Y/N you’ve been silent.” Toast calls me out. “Where were you this round?”
“I was in a room.” I start off as the others laugh around me as I try to think what that place was called. “Sus” Someone says, causing me to panic. “Wait, give me a second it was a room with boxes some of them were like floating or something.”
“Storage?” Corpse asks, again causing my face to heat up. God this man doesn't even have to say anything interesting to make me blush, he could say the dumbest thing and I’d be hooked.. “Where else were you?” Toast asks clearly, trying to sus me for no reason whatsoever.
“Um… storage, I was there the whole round running around boxes. Why you so sus Toast trying to cover up the murderer are you?” I try to throw the sus back at the man.
People start voting so I vote for Toast because why not, he’s being mega sus. My white head pops up next to Toast’s name with a little black head. And Toast’s cyan head pops up next to my name. We get into the next round and Corpse insists I follow him, so I do. I mean who can say no to him, certainly not me.
“Wait here,'' he tells me. I stand in Caf in the top corner unsure if I’m about to be killed or not. Corpse walks out of my sight before walking in front of me. “Do you believe in love at first sight? Or should I walk past you again?” He asks, causing me to become a stuttering mess.
“I um I… I got ta-task to g-go do.” I start walking away feeling my face heat up. But he follows after me.
“I'm learning about important dates in history. Wanna be one of them?” No matter where I go Corpse follows after me giving out pickup lines.
“I seem to have lost my phone number. Can I have yours?”
“Corpse s-stop following me I um I-I I have tasks.” I stutter helplessly trying to get away from him passing multiple people laughing at me.
“Can I follow you where you're going right now? Cause my parents always told me to follow my dreams!” He uses another pickup line before a pink body gets reported.
“The body is in the back of electrical.” Leslie is the first one to talk. The blush on my cheeks caused by Corpse Husband doesn't feel like going away anytime soon.
“I think Y/N and Corpse came from there.” Poki adds to the conversion by throwing the sus over to me and Corpse.
“It couldn’t have been Y/N I was with her the whole round.”
“Ye-yea yes it is not Corpse I-I um I was with him.” I stutter out. People start accusing Corpse because how unserten I sounded until Sykkuno stuck up for him saying he saw us together alot. Most of us skipped except a few votes on Corpse and one vote on Toast from me. He’s still sus.
And now the pickup lines from Corpse start again:
“I hope you know CPR, because you are taking my breath away!”
“If I had four quarters to give to the four prettiest women in the world, you would have a dollar!”
“Are you a camera? Because every time I look at you, I smile!”
“I'm in the mood for pizza. A pizza you, that is!”
“If nothing lasts forever, will you be my nothing?”
“Do you have a name? Or can I call you mine?”
“Is your name Google? Because you have everything I've been searching for.”
“There must be something wrong with my eyes. I can't take them off you.”
“You must be a campfire. Because you're super hot and I want s'more.”
“My buddies bet me that I wouldn't be able to start a conversation with the most beautiful person in the game. What should we do with their money?”
“Remember me? Oh, that's right, I've only met you in my dreams.”
“I'm glad I remembered to bring my library card. 'Cause I am totally checking you out!”
“I'm no mathematician, but I'm pretty good with numbers. Tell you what, give me yours and watch what I can do with it.”
“Are you a time traveler? Because I see you in my future!”
“There is something wrong with my cell phone. It doesn't have your number in it.”
“If I could rearrange the alphabet, I’d put ‘U’ and ‘I’ together.”
“Aside from being sexy, what do you do for a living?”
“Feel my shirt. Know what it’s made of? Boyfriend material.”
“I was blinded by your beauty; I’m going to need your name and phone number for insurance purposes.”
“Something’s wrong with my eyes because I can’t take them off you.”
“Did the sun come out or did you just smile at me?”
“You’re so beautiful that you made me forget my pickup line.”
“I know you vented Y/N. Right into my heart.”
That’s all I hear for the rest of my steam. Each time making me more flustered than the last. My face has been red all the time and chat hasn’t failed to notice, making me more flustered each time I read a comment calling me out.. We were all chilling in the lobby going to do our last game when Corpse decided to use another pick up line on me.
“Hey guys watch this, watch this!” He says getting everyone to stop their conversations. “Hey Y/N.”
“Hi?...”
“You remind me of the twenty letters of the alphabet.” He starts. I tilt my head a little confused where he got twenty from. But like sure dude.
“Corpse buddy, there are twenty six letter in the alphabet.” Sean says, correcting Corpse who somehow forgot about six letters.
“Silly me, silly me how could I forget U R A Q T.” Again the blush gets deeper.
“Hold up man you're still missing one you can’t count!” Felix yells out over the chorus of awww. From the rest.
“Don’t worry I give you that D later.” I think I died and went to heaven. Maybe hell couldn’t be sure.
“Woah woah woah THAT IS MY BABY SISTER YOU ARE TALKING TO!!!! KEEP IT PG!!!!” Rae yells out over all the people laughing and saying things.
“I think I’m broken.” I whisper in my mic, somehow over all the talking Corpse heard me. “Sorry Kitten, maybe I should come over and make you feel better.”
Merry Christmas. I love Christmas and waking up on Christmas was an amazing feeling. My absolute favourite part was giving people gifts. Sure receiving them was great, but the whole process of buying, wrapping and giving the present was something else entirely. I got up much earlier than Kiara anyways so I was already up barely containing my excitement. I knew she’d be mad if I woke her up, but I was just way too excited.
“Merry Christmas.” I whisper in her ear shaking her shoulder causing her to groan and move away. “Wake up babe it’s Christmas.” She then grabs her pillow throwing in my direction. I quickly grab it, throwing it back at her.
“Let me sleep.”
“Fine you don’t get any presents, Grinch.” I get up heading to the kitchen making my iced coffee. I get Alexa to play my christmas album and full blast. As I dance around the kitchen and sing the music turns off. I turn to see my very sleepy and tired girlfriend with messy hair.
“Hey Sleeping Beauty.” I get the music playing again and grab her hand pulling her to dance with me.
After we open presents and Kie has a coffee or two we head to the Chateau with our presents for the boys and Sarah. I knew that John B and JJ were still sleeping. Those two would never wake up anywhere near early, not even if the house was on fire. We head in the the house putting the presents with the rest under the Christmas succulent. Yea instead of a Christmas tree John B has always had a Christmas succulent, it became a tradition to make sure the same succulent was always there and decorated with a little hand crafted star on top.
I run into JJ’s room jumping on the bed to wake him up. “Get off.” He grumbles with his voice muffled by the pillow he had his face in. I’d known JJ since I was born, we grew up together, he always came over when things got bad at home and my parents loved having him over.
“Come on J. where’s your Christmas spirit.” I lay in the bed beside him staring up at the ceiling.
“It died the moment you came in here being all cheary. You have enough ‘Spirit’ on your own.” He flips himself onto him back pushing me off the whole bed, causing me to end up on the floor with a thump.
“There is never too much Christmas spirit.” I crawl back on the bed and on top the blond. “Let’s go it’s present time.” I stand up grabbing JJ’s hand trying to pull him up.
“Unless it’s a house with a koi pond and a statue of myself, I don’t want it.”
“No one would come over, they already have to see your face but two of them, a girl will never fuck you again.”
“Oh yea very funny Y/N. No one would come over because I’m so handsome and two of me, wow people would just die.” He says finally standing up and getting right in my face.
“I’m fucking hilarious.”
We all opened presents and watched a whole lot of christmas movies I brought over. The pogues were starting to get tired of them but I could have watched more. When the time came we started the Christmas bonfire. A lot of people always came, free beer on Christmas I mean who wouldn’t.
“Hey Kie I have one more present for you.” I smile wrapping my arms around her waist. We were sorta far from the party. Not really on the beach anymore.
“Yea what is it.” She laughs wrapping her own arm around my neck. Her brown eyes staring deeply into my Y/E/C.
“Oh you know something amazing.”
“Well come on tell me I’m already so excited.” I lean down pressing my lips to hers in a short kiss before pulling away. “Yea I like that present.” I smirk leaning down again to attach our lips in a full on make out. I hear a wolf whistle somewhere near us already knowing it was JJ. I unwrap an arm from Kie to flip off JJ while still in the mind blowing kiss with my love.
Summary: Rafe Wife sends him a letter from the dead.
Warnings: Sadness
Wordcount: 1.2k
Me to lazy to get a gif relating the story, even just a little bit.
Masterlist | Christmas Masterlist
Next week was going to be Rafe’s first Christmas without Y/N. The love of his life, bestfriend, and wife. She died early this year from a heart disease. They saw it coming but Rafe will never get over it. Who decided that she should get the terrible disease. To Rafe she was perfect, an angel, she spent her money on the homeless and countless charities expecting nothing in return. She looked past Rafe’s coke addiction at the person he really was, she tore down the wall he’s always had up to protect himself from being hurt. When she was around Rafe didn’t need any drug, she became his addiction.
After she died he put the wall back up, coke and alcohol became the only thing in the world that made him feel better. Sarah and Weezie tried to get him to go to work before he was fired or at least get out of bed. But nothing worked. When Y/N died, part of him died too.
He wasn’t sure how he'd get past Christmas without her. He didn’t even realize I was winter, all the days blurring together at this point. When he got mail from his stepmom, Rose, an invitation to the annual Cameron Christmas dinner he threw it away quickly. Y/N was the only one that made the dreadful dinner less dreadful.
He went back to the spear bedroom in his house he’d been sleeping in, not wanting to sleep in their bed by himself. Right when he closed the door the doorbell rang. He muttered something under his breath about how Sarah should just leave him alone. Opening the front door he wasn’t greeted by his sister. Instead standing out in the cold, well as cold as it got in the Outerbanks, was the lawyer that handled Y/N will.
“Good afternoon Rafe.” He greeted, putting out his hand to be shook. Rafe looked at his hand before looking back at the lawyer, Dean Marshall. He awkwardly pulls his hand back clearing his throat.
“What are you doing here.” The hostility obvious in Rafe’s voice.
“Your late wife left a letter in her will, saying to give it to you the first Christmas after she passes.” He scoffs at late wife, and after she passes. No one outwardly said dead in front of Rafe, most likely scared of what he would do. As Dean holds out the letter Rafe grabs it and slams the door before he could say anything else.
He makes his way to the living room. He knew if Y/N was here he’d be yelled at from not decorating for her favorite holiday. He sits down on the couch holding the envelope in his hand. Tears welled in his eyes looking at the writing that was mistakenly Y/N. He sat there for a while just holding it, the name on the front his full first name. Rafael Cameron. She was the only one allowed to call him that, he loved the sound of her voice as she said it. His eyes traced over the perfectly written letter before he turns it open and carefully oppens it.
“Dear Rafey,
Hi, it’s been a while. It’s probably been hard, and I’m sorry. Hurting you was the last thing I wanted to do. I wish I was alive still, I wish we could decorate for Christmas together. I wish I had enough time to have a real life with you. Like kids, I wish we could have had kids, little mini Y/N and Rafe’s running around. You’ve been taking these past months hard and I could only imagine what you’re doing now that I’m really gone. I swear if you turned back to coke I will come back from the bed just to yell at you. You’ve come so far. It’s probably not what you want to hear but Rafe I am totally fine if you move on and find someone else to make you happy. I want you too. I don’t want you to just be sad all the time, you still deserve happiness even if that can’t be with me. I love you more than life itself. I know what you’re thinking. ‘I would ever fall in love with anyone else I can’t blah blah blah.’ You don’t even have to move on with a person to get a dog, well don’t get one now because well, you’ll see. If you get a dog, name it after me. Thank you. I’m kidding, name it what ever you want, just not something stupid like, Buddy. Anyways, get up and put the decorations up now. I know you haven’t. If you don’t before 12:00 am on Christmas I will haunt you. Maybe I’ll just haunt you for fun anyways. Goodbye Rafe, I love you, till death do us part am I right.
Y/N Cameron”
At this point Rafe couldn’t keep in the tears. All he wanted was for Y/N to come back. He heard the door open but he didn’t do anything, just sat on the couch, the letter now placed on the coffee table and his head in his hands. When someone sat on the couch he looked up. Sarah sat beside him her own letter from Y/N in her hands.
“She's gone.” Rafe cried as Sarah pulled her older brother into a hug.
“I have something to show you.” She said after a few minutes. She got up and Rafe followed her to her car. She opened the passenger side door letting a black and white fluff run out and straight to Rafe.
“What?”
“Y/N called a friend of hers, before she passed, his dog was about to have puppies, she asked if she could have one to give to you. Asking him to come to my house on christmas with that little girl and a letter.”
“She said something about me moving on and getting a dog in her letter. I didn’t think she’d do it for me.” He bent down to put the dog finding a collar around her neck, the name tag reading Y/N Jr. He couldn’t help but laugh because it was such a Y/N thing to do.
“She also told me to help you decorate, so I got a tree.” Rafe looked back at the car noticing a tree he hadn’t before.
When the house was fully decorated, Sarah called a takeout place that was open on Christmas ordering for the two of them. After they ate Sarah headed to the spear bedroom Rafe had been sleeping in to head to bed as she was staging over. Leaving Rafe with two options, either sleeping on the couch or sleeping in their bed.
Rafe made his way to the bedroom looking back at the dog staring right back at him. “Come on Junior.” The dog quickly got up sprinting into the room and on the bed. When Rafe was ready for bed Jr. was already asleep snoring softly. As he sat a sudden gust of wind brushed past him. Y/N sent very clear. But the second Rafe realized it smelt like her it was gone. Maybe she was haunting him after all.
I started hanging with the Pogues two years ago, the last addition of the group. I moved here from France meeting Kiara first at “Kook” Academy. We instantly became best friends. She quickly introduced me to the boys and I became part of the group.
It was my favorite time of the year at the moment. CHRISTMAS TIME! Or winter time. My parents own a bakery that gets super busy this time of year, si I go to help. Baking is one thing I love to do. To me it’s just so fun.
The bell rang, signaling a new customer entered. I walk out of the back room the greet them. Instead of a random stranger or one of our usuals, I saw a red cap hiding his fluffy blond hair. His eyes that resemble the color of the ocean lit up as I came into view.
“Cute apron Y/N/N” He chuckled looking me up and down obviously. It was a pink apron with our logo on it. I pull it off hanging it on the hook beside me.
“Haha what are you doing here?” I lean over the counter watching as his eyes roam over the different sweets and baked goods.
“What do you want for Christmas? I never got you anything last year.” He still looks at the display while talking. I followed his line of sight to freshly baked croissants. I grab one putting it on a plate to give to JJ.
“I don’t need anything for Christmas.” I place the plate in front of the boy on the counter. He starts searching in his pocket for money to pay me with. “On the house J.”
“Y/N I can pay for my own croissant.” He puts the money on the counter but I give it back to him. “Y/N let me pay for it.” He gives me the money for me again give it back. “Y/N!”
“I don’t think you can’t pay for it but it”s on the house for my friends.”
“Let me pay for it.” He grabs my hand puting the money in the palm of my hand before closing it. “So Christmas?”
“You don’t need to get me anything.” I pretend to place the money in the cash register, before pocketing it. Soon I’ll slip it into JJ’s pocket to give it back.
“I’m getting you something Princess so suck it up.” He says with his mouth full.
“Ew J your gross.”
A few days later, after I sneak JJ back his money, I start to get things out for a fun baking day. I jam out to my Christmas playlist, Jonas Brothers, Like It’s Christmas blast through my speakers. I get out the ingredients for Snickerdoodles singing my heart out.
When the song ends someone behind me starts clapping. I spin around seeing JJ leaning against the door frame to the living room. “Hi.” I sheepishly smile and wave as the next song starts playing.
“So whatcha baking?” The blonde boy asks looking at all the ingredients spread out on the counter.
“Snickerdoodles wanna help?” I turn down the blasting loud Christmas music so it’s softly playing in the background.
”Princess, I’ve never baked in my entire life. I’ll probably poison whoever eats them.” He hops up on the counter grabbing the bottle of vanilla and prosiding to pretend to chug it. I grab the bottle from his hand putting it back on the counter away from him.
“Ok then they’ll only be for us.”
“Well I don’t want to poison you Princess. What would I even do without you?” The way he says princess always makes me feel something. Like all giggly.
When me and JJ finished the batter I went to change the song. It was more me than JJ, but he tried. Actually he just goofed off. When I turn back I see JJ putting something in the batter.
“JJ.” I grab his arm stopping him from doing it. “Are you serious.”
“I want to make weed cookies.” He whines like a baby not getting what he wants. He hit the back of his head shaking mine. “Ow!”
“Come on please!” He pleads giving me his puppy dog eyes almost making me give in.
“No.” “Please!” “No.” “Pretty please.” “No.” “Pretty please with a cherry on top!” “No.” “Please I’ll do anything!” “Anything?”
“No, No! I take it back. Not anything.” He cries out as I smirk thinking of what he could do.
“Too late J I already got some ideas.”
When the cookies finally come out of the oven, I have to hit JJ’s hand away multiple times as he tries to eat the hot and fresh cookies. I pull him out of the oven and into my room.
“I know what I want you to do.” I smile up at the y’all boy in front of me. He nods a little scared, waiting for me to continue.
“Kiss me.”
JJ didn’t need to be told twice. One of his arms finds its way to my back and his other goes behind my head pulling me closer to him. Our lips connect in an amazing, breathtaking kiss. My hands run up his torso going to rest on his chest. He deepens the kiss causing me to grip his shirt.
I always somehow knew JJ was an amazing kisser. I mean just looking at the boy you would know. He breaks away looking into my eyes. He quickly takes off out of my room and down the stairs.
“JJ Maybank you better not be eating the cookies.”
He appears back at the bottom of the stairs half way into eating a cookie. “Of course not.” I laugh as he walks up standing a couple steps below me. “Here.” He hands me one of the many cookies in his hands.
“So ya wanna kiss again?”
“JJ.” I roll my eyes. As he tries to kiss me. “At least finish eating first. Gross.”
We were having a small Christmas party at the bunker. My idea of course, because the boys just weren’t going to celebrate. Christmas, which is ridiculous. Charlie, Garth and somehow Gabriel showed up, not that I’ll question it. It was just a party, some cheap beer and eggnog and of course some food. Burgers made by the love of my life Dean Winchester. But he doesn't know he’s the love of my life.
“A drink for the lady.” Dean handed me a glass of eggnog.
“Well thank you kind sir.” I giggled playing along. Taking the glass from his hand taking a small sip of the drink.
After my third glass of eggnog I couldn’t stop laughing and giggling. It didn’t matter what the person said, I just started laughing. “Y/N what is so funny!” Charlie asked as I took another sip of my glass.
“I don’t know just everything!” I giggle some more.
“Y/N are you drunk?” Sam asks as I giggle some more. “She’s a giggly drunk.” He tells the rest of them.
“No!” I yell out defensively. “I have not drank a sip of beer or whisky or rum or vodka, I could really go for some vodka right now.” I slur all my words together, getting distracted by the thought of vodka.
“Oops, that might have been my fault.” Gabriel shrugged, Charlie, Sam, Dean and Garth all yelled at him asking him why he would do that. I never drank much, a sip or two of Dean’s beer of whatever he was drinking, but with this meant I was a lightweight. Well they all argued, I, with some difficulty stood up. I went to the kitchen to get another cup of eggnog.
Arms wrapped around my waist stopping me in my tracks. “Where do you think you’re going Sweetheart?” Hot breath fanned over my neck, making me shiver and giggle. Dean’s scent engulfs me as I try to wiggle free.
“I want more eggnog.” I get out of his grasp facing him slowly backing away to the fridge.
“Y/N stop. You're already drunk enough.” He grabs my wrists pulling me with him to the hallway towards my bedroom. “I think it’s time for you to sleep off the alcohol.
“But I don’t want to.” I whine as we reach the door of my bedroom. He opens the door pushing me through and to sit on the bed. He started rummaging through my drawers pulling out clothes throwing them on the bed beside me.
“Come on change.” He turns his back to me facing the door letting me change but I just sit there. “Really?” He sighs coming to stand in front of me. He unbuttons my button-up shirt pusing it off my shoulders so I’m just in my hot pink bra. I see Dean averting his eyes from my brests, grabbing the shirt he goes to put over my head before I stop him. I undo my bra and let it fall to the ground.
“Um, a Y/N what-what are you doing.” I see his eyes flick up to the ceiling, not looking at my boobs that are on full display.
“I’m not sleeping with my bra on Dean. That’s just uncomfortable.” I grab the shirt from his hands and slip it on over my head. The shirt was an old one of Dean’s that got ripped in a hunt. I slip out of my jeans leaving me in the matching pantis to my bra. I bundle myself in blankets when I get into my bed.
“Goodnight Sweetheart.”
“Dean? Can you stay with me?” I whisper out of embarrassment of wanting Dean to stay the night with me. Maybe drunk Y/N was scared of the dark.
“Of course Sweetheart.” My cheeks heat up as he slides under the blankets with me. If the lights were on Dean would have seen the redness of my cheeks.
I was almost asleep when drunk me decided to say something idiotic. “I love you.” I whisper just loud enough for Dean to hear me.
“What?” Dean asks, shaking my shoulder. “Y/N what did you say.”
“I love you.” I mumble in my sleep. The smile on Dean’s face was a genuine happy smile.
It was the first Christmas Rudy and I are together. To say I was excited was an understatement. We meet on the set of the Outerbanks. I was the makeup person that made all JJ’s bruises so real. Instead of going home to Canada for Christmas, I was invited by Rudy to spend Christmas with him and the cast.
“Boo!” Rudy comes up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist making me jump and let out a small scream. “Hey Shortstack.” He says with a laugh.
“Rudy!” I lightly hit his chest. “That’s not funny!”
“It’s really funny.” He smiles grabbing my waist and pulling me to him. “If it was the other way around you would have thought it was hilarious.” I shake my head at him. “Come on admit it you would.” His hands find their way under my shirt tickling my sides.
“Rudy! Rudy stop!” This time it’s him that shook his head. “Ok fine maybe it would be a little funny.” He stops tickling me with a smirk on his lips. He leans down connecting his lips to mine in a quick peck.
“Now was that so hard? I don’t think so.”
“I hate you.”
“Awwwwwww baby I love you to.”
♛
There was a knock at my door around 5 o’clock maybe 5:30. I take a quick last look in the mirror. My hair was lightly curled, I barely had any makeup on keeping a natural look. My pastel pink dress was simple, almost like a sundress. Winter here in South Carolina wasn't half as cold as it was back home in Quebec.
I open the door of my apartment seeing Rudy standing there. He was wearing a nicer pair of jeans and a nicer shirt. His messy blond hair was falling in front of his face and he looked hot. He always looked hot.
“Hey Beautiful.”The smile on his lips and the look in his eyes were of pure love, and it made me feel all fuzzy on the inside.
“Hi.”
“Come on Pretty Girl we don’t want to be late.” I grab my small bag while Rudy grabs my hand pulling me out the door.
The ride over was filled with me and Rudy singing Christmas songs. The ride was quick and soon we were outside of the apartment building most of them lived in. When we get to Chase and Madalyn’s Rudy pulls me in before I can knock. Everyone else was already there sitting in the living room watching The Grinch.
“Hey Y/N, Hey Rudy.”
“Hey guys.” I smile before setting the presents that we had in Rudy’s car on the table. Rudy had already sat down pulling me to sit in his lap. Watching the end of the movie with the rest of them. After that we ate and opened presents and watched another Christmas movie, The Polar Express. Half way through the movie Rudy gets up going to stand by a doorway.
“Y/N/N come here.” He motions with his hand to come over. I hesitantly walk over standing beside him. Questioning what he was planning. “Look up.” I look up above me seeing him holding mistletoe.
“Really?”
He nods his head smirking down at me. I sigh, grabbing the front of his shirt and pulling his lips to mine. The small kiss leads to a heated makeout session. He dropped the mistletoe his arms now around my back. My hands are still gripping his shirt. I hear a wolf whistle making me break away from Rudy.
Prompt: Christmas baking (with special request for a flour fight)
Warnings: fluff, mentions of food and cooking, play fighting
A/N: this was so much fun, I kinda forgot how fun it was to write for JJ
bonus note: i don’t really have much inspo for obx right now, but if you have a specific request i will try my best (i’m not totally against writing for them anymore, i just don’t have ideas in my brain)
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Baking day. Your new favorite day of the holiday season and everyone knew it. You were something of a connoisseur of baked goods, a real master of the kitchen. You attended a few summer cooking and baking classes and it really honed your skills to the point where people from your island tended to reach out to you for baked goods around birthdays and major holidays. You never minded, really, but there were times when you wished it was all just for fun again.
That’s why, one day during your sophomore year of high school, you set aside one day a year for your own purely fun baking desires. This was one day where you enjoyed the fun you could have in the kitchen, you could let loose, experiment, and revert back to the reasons you fell in love with the art form in the first place. Your parents even opted to coincide your baking day with their date night so that you could have the house to yourself all day while they worked and through the evening for maximum productivity and enjoyment. And you’ve held onto this tradition for the past 3 years, never once being willing to sacrifice the sacred day.
Summary: Building a snowman with the first snow on the ground.
Warnings: None pure fluff
Word Count: 764
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Winter was soon coming, our first winter on earth. Just 70 or less of us left. All we could hope is that we were ready for the cold weather to come. We were trying to get in contact with the Ark but with no luck with all the rainy weather and clouds. I say we but it’s mostly just Raven with some help from Jasper and Monty.
The rain had stopped for the time being, but the cold didn’t. Everyone tried to cram into the dropship or sit by the roaring fire. Me and Bellamy were on the bottom floor of the ship. At any point at need be he could leave the ship to help with whatever stupid problems they had, taking my boyfriend from me in the cold. Well sorta boyfriend, he hasn’t really asked me, although something was happening between us. We kiss, make out, and occasionally have sex, but there was no label.
The two of us were cuddled on a small cot, I was fast asleep but Bellamy was awake looking at the metal roof above him. He hadn’t slept in days thinking over their stock of food, where everyone would sleep, where to get water if the lakes and rivers froze over.
I subconsciously moved closer, if possible, to him in my sleep. His one hand grips tighter on my waist, well his other went to the back of my thigh of the leg thrown over his waist.
“Bellamy.” Carter came in the dropship, his hair slightly damp, so Bellamy assumed it had started raining again. He let out a sigh not wanting to go out in the rain. He didn’t want to come back to the cot soaking after whatever they needed, already knowing from past experiences I would kick him out.
“What?” Bellamy asks, careful to not wake me up as he gets up.
“You and Y/N are going to want to see this.” Bellamy shakes my shoulder causing me to stir.
“I’m sleeping!” I mutter, my words muffled by the pillow. I sat up anyways glaring at him, I was really warm and cosy. I grab Bellamy’s stolen garud jacket and put it on. He always acted like he was mad at me when I did it but I know he loves to see it on me, almost as much as I love to wear it.
“If you’re wearing my jacket what am I supposed to wear.” I shrugged, passing him to wait by the door of the dropship as he found another jacket to wear. He stops in front of me quickly kissing me before pushing me outside into the cold.
Outside I turn away from Bellamy and the ship. At first I didn't notice anything, until I saw a little flurry of white. I reach me hand out catching one of the flurries. It quickly melts into a water droplet from the heat of my hand.
“It’s snowing!”
♛
A week passed without the snow stopping. Bellamy wasn’t happy about it. Again we were cuddled in the cot. He was awake starring up at the roof yet again. I was awake this time too, admiring his feature. He knew I was starring at him but didn’t say anything. Without saying any thing I get out of bed and throw on the jacket grabbing one for Bellamy and putting shoes on. He gave me a questioning look but let me drag him out into the snow away from the warmth.
“What are you doing?”
“We are building a snowman.” I grab a ball of snow not exactly sure on how to start, but I start anyway.
I finally convince Bellamy to help, promising some things I’d rather not say. When we finish the snowman he’s srota falling to the side. He has pebbles for eyes, mouth and buttons and sticks for arms, though he has no nose. He wasn’t that big, maybe half my height. I grab a small handful of fluffy snow and throw it down Bellamy’s shirt.
He quickly tackles me to the ground hovering over me and I laugh my ass off. He didn’t find it as funny though. I push him over so he’s lying on his back and sitting on his lap.
“I’m pretty proud of us, we made our first snowman. Look at him, he needs a name.” I look over at the weirdly built snowman.
“It looks terrible.”
“Well I love him.” I lean down kissing him. He rolls his eyes pushing me off making me land in the snow beside him.
Summary: After almost dying on Halloween Y/N stays with Rafe. Until he surprises her with a too expensive gift.
Word Count: 2k
Warnings: Rafe being a sweetheart, My sucky writing, I think that’s it
Thank you @thisismynerdyself who let me use her story which was part one. This is part two there’s going to be a part three and maybe four. Please go check her out and read the original. And thank you for letting me use it. This is all my writing, also if you read the first then second chapter the writing style is completely different.
Part one here
Original part one here
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Imagine he’s dressed up not sweety in awe of how you look
The next few days I’ve been quiet, not talking to many people, mostly just Rafe, I haven’t even answered JJ. I mostly stayed in Rafe’s room reading or watching any movie on disney plus. Rafe got some clothes from Sarah for me to wear, Ward and Rose had no idea someone else was in their house. I guess that would happen if you never pay attention to your son.
“Hey Pumpkin.” Rafe called making me look up from Harry Potter: Prisoner of Azkaban book in my lap. “I wanted to go golfing with Topper and Kelce, but I don’t want to leave you alone, so do you want to come?”
“Do I want to come watch the most boring sport, if it can even be called that, in the world?” I looked out the window thinking for a moment before answering with a sure.
“Ok it’s not boring.” I rolled my eyes walking over to Rafe. “You keep telling yourself that.” I pat his shoulder walking around him to grab some clothes to change into.
“It’s not!”
♛
We’ve been at the golf course for what feels like an eternity, but probably only an hour or less. The boys are golfing while I sit in the golf cart, tempted to drive away and go anywhere but here, reading my Harry Potter book. The sun makes it almost too hot to bear, It’s November for God sakes stop being so hot.
“Come, I’m gonna teach you how to golf.” Rafe grabs my hand pulling me up and over to the golf tee. Handing me a golf club, I stand there not making a move to actually golf. “How hard can it be to hit a ball with a club?” I ask, laughing and going to walk back to my book.
“Pretty hard Y/N,” Topper said, hitting a ball himself that went super far. I roll my eyes hitting the ball Rafe so kindly set up for me. The ball ended up going further than Topper’s so I smirked at him and walked away. “Beginners luck.” He muttered.
♛
Over the next few weeks Rafe has been taking my golfing with him just the two of us. He says I could be amazing if I tried. I rolled my eyes everytime but went along anyway. By now I couldn’t really remember why we ever hated each other. Well I mean I know he was always kinda mean to friends, who I haven’t spoken to in a long time, but I can’t remember one time he said something mean to me. Ever.
It was now Christmas time, I was still living in secret with Rafe and if you’re wondering where my parents are. Right when I turned 16 I got emancipated. Their idea, not mine, not that I wanted to stick around with them. So back to Christmas, Christmas in the Outerbanks means the annual Winter Ball.
“So Y/N/N what are you doing December 18th.” Rafe asks me, coming to lie on his bed with me. His smile told me he was planning something, and I couldn’t tell if I wanted to be a part of it. “Come on Pumpkin, it's not a hard question. 18th are you or are you not doing anything.”
“Well…. Let me check my schedule.” I pretend to pull out my phone. “Hmm.. well the 18th that's a Monday meaning, one o'clock, wallow in self pity. Four thirty, stare into the abyss. Five o'clock, solve world hunger; tell no one. Five thirty, jazz-ercise. Six thirty, dinner with me. I can't cancel that again! Seven o'clock, wrestle with my self-loathing… I'm booked! Well if I bump the loathing to nine I could still be done in time To lay in bed and stare at the ceiling and slip slowly into madness…”
“So you’re free. Good.” I shake my head at him letting him continue anyways. “December 18th is actually a Friday, also the day of the Winter Ball. So Y/N L/N will you come to the winter masquerade ball my me?”
“Rafe-”
“That doesn't sound promising.” He pouts looking at me sadly trying to get me to guilt me into coming.
“You didn’t let me finish. Why would you want to bring me? I don’t know if you’re aware but I’m a pogue, your sworn enemy. And being a pogue means I have no money, no money means no dress, no dress means no Y/N at Winter Ball. It’s really just logic.”
“Why wouldn’t I want to bring the most gorgeous girl in the universe to the winter ball.” A blush found its way to my cheeks, making me look down. “Also I already planned for you to come so…” He gets up leaving the room for a second and when he comes back he has a sparkling red dress. I was beautiful.
“Rafe-” I gasp looking at the beautiful dress. “I-I can’t take that. That probably cost you a fortune, Rafe I could never repay you for it. I mean when did you even. That cost more than my whole house and things combined.
“Y/N I don’t need to be repaid. Take it. At least try it on please.” He hands me the dress leaving the room. I reluctantly put the dress on facing the mirror looking at how the dress flowed. I couldn't help but smile. A soft knock on the door of Rafe asking if he can come in.
“If you’re making me do this I don’t want you to see me on the dress until the ball.” I heard the groan from outside the door.
“Fine but I have your shoes, mask, necklace and earrings.”
Full outfit
“Rafe! I’m gonna owe you for the rest of my life and more.”
“I don’t want anything, just take them please.” I open the door just enough to grab the stuff quickly putting it all on. “Sarah helped me find everything one night while you were asleep, the shoes took the longest, or I would have asked you sooner instead of a week's notice. Does everything fit, I was scared it would be too big, or small. Or you would hate the color. Or the style of it. It took me almost three nights to find that one, it had the prefect and I needed Sarah and Wezzie to say it looked good and you would like it.”
“Rafe shut up I love it ok. It fits perfectly, the shoes are my size, I love the color,and the style is beautiful. Stop panicking ok.” I open the door dressed back in my Christmas pajama pants and Rafe’s old football jersey. “Come on, ice cream my treat. And I’m driving your truck.”
The whole way there Rafe was acting like a scared mom in the car with their child. Telling me to slow down. I was an amazing driver, he was just paranoid. Sure I was a little reckless but I’m also too good to ever get in a crash.
We go through the drive thru Rafe ordering a plan oreo, while I got a candy cane ice cream because Chritmas time is here bitches! As I pull up pay I grab my cash going to give it to Matt a tenth grade that I go to school with. Out of nowhere Rafe reaches over to hand Matt his own money.
“Rafe!”
“I can't let you pay what kind of gentleman would I be if I let you pay.”
“The kind that already bought me a dress, shoes, and jewelry.”
♛
Soon enough the 18th came, Sarah, Weezie, Rose and I were all getting ready in Sarah’s room. Rose was so excited when she heard Rafe was bringing someone, never once had Rafe brought someone to a kook event. When she found out it was me I saw the fake smile with clenched teeth.
Sarah had me sit down on her vanity chair to do my makeup. I told her to do whatever would look nice with my dress. When she finished she started my hair curling my hair and braiding some small red flowers into my hair to match my dress and give me a pogue type look with the random small braids. Rose did everything for Weezie and after the two of us sat on Sarah’s bed playing a card game while Rose and Sarah got themselves ready.
Sarah’s Outfit
Weezie’s Outfit
I knew Kie was coming of course with her parents, Pope was coming to help his dad and John B was Sarah’s date. But I had no idea if JJ was going, usually the two of us would sit around drinking and smoking while the others were at the fancy parties, or on a rare occasion we’d crash the party, while being drunk and high. I haven’t spoken to any of them in a long time. I felt bad, really bad. I mean JJ was my best friend, basically a brother to me.
We all had our dresses and me, Sarah and Weezie started taking instagram pictures all dressed up. I say I was nervous was an understatement. I mean I was going to a kook party dressed as one of them. I was going with Rafe fucking Cameron, the kookist of all kooks.
Weezie and Rose left when Ward called us down. I started fiddling with my freshly painted nails. I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up at Sarah. “Don’t be so nervous, if you get bored of my brother and his boring friends me and Weezie will come and save you. We have a secret place we go to.” She gives me a reassuring smile giving me a small hug.
“You go down, I'll be there in a sec. I have to mentally prepare for this.” She laughs leaving the room and heading down with everyone else. I pace the room a little before heading down myself.
Rafe’s POV
We all stand in the front room waiting for Y/N. I hear heels clicking on the stairs as someone walks down. I eagerly look at the stairs waiting for the girl that’s been living with me for over a month. The one who I always thought was beautiful. The one who deserves the world and more. The one I think I fell in love with. When the person came into view the excitement fell from my face seeing Sarah instead of Y/N.
“Sorry to disappoint.” She laughs going to stand with Weezie whispering things in her ear. “This is why you don’t bring someone like her.” My dad sighed clearly, not happy with having to wait.
“What do you mean ‘someone like her’?” I ask him. “Someone who’s never been to anything important in their life. We’re going to be late. Next time invite someone with some social class. If this was some way to piss me off congratulations Rafe you’ve done it.”
I would have yelled at him, I would have told him to shut up. But I head the soft click of heels on marble. This time I knew it was Y/N. I completely forgot about what was said about her. I couldn’t wait to see her all dressed up. The only time I’ve seen her in a dress was when she’d crash our formal parties. It was always the same one, a peach sundress.
When I saw her in front of me I had no words, everything else suddenly didn’t matter. I didn’t hear when everyone else went to the car. All I could see was Y/N, she looked like a goddess. No one was more perfect. Her Y/H/C hair was lightly curled with flowers braided into it. To be fair Y/N would look perfect in anything, and nothing.
I lied before, I don’t think I’m in love with her…
And that's Pope, the brains of the operation finalist for the Lucas T. Vanderhorst Merit Scholarship. And the smartest person I know. Little bit of a weirdo. His father's this legendary character, Heyward. Anything you wanted on the island, Heyward could get for you. Now, I'm not sure Heyward knew what to make of his oddball son, but it didn't matter. He was a Pogue, just like the rest of us.
