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female protagonists vs misogynistic male writers butchering their storylines in the final season and deciding the only acceptable ending for their character is death
I donât like this trend in media where struggling characters âhaveâ to die. why arenât addicts and outcasts allowed to have happy or hopeful endings anymore. I know things are bleak and people die but holy shit. the one grace of media is that you can CHOOSE to live in the best reality possible where EVERYONE can move on with their life and things can get better, not this defeatist nonsense.
wow.
âcry smalltown boyâ
â˘characters: steve harrington x fem!reader
â˘summary: the steve harrington y/n knew before was completely different from the steve harrington standing in front of her now. the conceited, snobby, entitled and arrogant boy she once hated was replaced by a clone, a clone that was caring, soft, patient and such a selfless man. this steve harrington was easy to love..which wasnât good.
â˘tags: enemies to lovers, mean steve in the beginning, bullying, high school steve to adult steve, angst to fluff, mutual yearning, cuss words, use of y/n/she/her, height difference (unspecified), mention of steve and nancy being together in the beginning, no upside down, steve and robin still works at family video, platonic robin buckley and eddie munson, y/n mentioned wearing makeup, kind of spicy
might be lengthy to some!!
â˘a/n: i just love steve and wanted to write for him again, likes and comments are greatly appreciated, any typos and misspelling please ignore!
steve âthe hairâ harrington was an asshole, honestly thatâs an understatement. steve harrington was conceited, snobby, entitled and arrogant and oh, did he know it, he was the schoolâs golden boy. he knew he was untouchable, unreachable and the only ones who were privileged enough to be around him knew that as well, never trying to get on steveâs bad side and getting replaced in a heartbeat.
y/n l/n wasnât apart of the popular group, she wasnât apart of any group. she never really seen why people would lose their individuality and dignity to fit in with a group of people whoâll grow out of each other right after graduation. y/n didnât care for social status, she cared about sincerity and loyalty, something no one in hawkins had, including steve âhaughtyâ harrington.
life wasnât so bad for y/n, her routine was the same everyday, wake up each morning with a deep pit in her stomach, get ready to go to the one place that she dreaded most and survive until the final bell. a routine almost everyone had, well, everyone who wasnât steve harrington and his minions. y/n didnât know when the snarky âjokesâ and the harsh teasing started but she wished they never began in the first place. as she walked into the parking lot of hawkins high, she immediately spotted the group she hated most, the group that caused so much damage to her mental and emotional state,leaning against steveâs sleek burgundy BMW, y/n quickly sped off towards the schoolâs entrance hoping they wouldnât spot her, but it seems as though luck wasnât on her side today, or any other day
âuh oh, look at whoâs trying to run away like a punk!â yelled out a feminine voice, the voice y/n knew all too well, carol perkins, the red haired girl that attached herself to tommy hagan like a pathetic stray dog. y/n didnât turn back, she knew that was targeted at her but it was best to try and ignore it, maybe this time theyâll understand that she wanted to be left alone, at least for today, to go completely invisible and be ignored by all those around her âdid that bitch just ignore us? who the hell does she think she is!â another voice was heard, this time it belonged to tommy h, he was worse than carol with his insults but he didnât compare to steve, he was the worse out of them all, he was cruel with his words and his physical actions, he didnât care how harsh he got, he didnât care who he provoked, he was steve harrington after all
behind her, y/n could hear footsteps approaching her then she felt a firm tight grip on her arm and was suddenly turned around roughly, forced to look at the one face she detested most âyouâve got some nerve today huh. ignoring people is ill mannered donât you think? or do people as underprivileged as you lack manners by nature?â asked steve, grinning with his straight white teeth, he stood there confidently like the world was his, the chocolate hair perfectly styled slicked like always, his glowy skin covered with light beauty marks and freckles, his clothes freshly washed and polished, his signature shiny wristwatch gleaming in the early morning sunlight, the shell of a person he molded himself to be screamed perfect but y/n knew the real steve, the steve who hid behind all the money and ego, he was a little boy desperate for the attention he never was given at home, the love he sought out for that was never shown to him, not even by his own parents or the countless girlfriends he had, his latest victim being nancy wheeler âwhatâs wrong? canât freaks like you speak? too dumb to hold a simple conversationâ steve spit out, his squinted eyes staring deeply into hers, his pointer finger roughly tapped against her forehead nudging her head backwards, making her stumble back âitâs kind of pathetic of you to stand here and not even fight back. youâre just a punching bag no one seems to care forâ steve laughed out, arms folded against his chest, everyone in his group laughing with him, as if he said such a harmless joke, as if they werenât destroying her self esteem. it disgusted her, how humans could be so brutal with their words and actions, all because of their social status and wealth, all because the odds were in their favor
y/n just stared at the taller frame in front of her, pity swirled behind her irises âdo you want to know whatâs more pathetic, steveâ y/n spoke, her voice low but steady, a smirk painted on steveâs rosy lips âiâm dying to know freakâ he replied, getting closer to her, using his height to intimidate the girl in front of him âi find it extremely pathetic of you to take out your emotions on others,the lack of attention and love turned you into the worse kind of monster. until you heal that void in your heart, youâll just continue living a soulless life being a fraud with fickle friends who leech onto you only for their own benefit. just admit youâre an insecure little boy seeking approval and validation and not this golden, godlike man you pretend to beâ her head held up high, y/n knew saying that could either make the bullying stop or make it worse, but she couldnât go down without a fight.
a moment of silence fell between them, neither could say anything and maybe that was for the best. steve stared down at y/n with his big hazel brown eyes, an expression she never seen before, it wasnât anger, it wasnât teasing, it wasnât pride, it was something more like vulnerability, shock, and realization and y/n was more than satisfied with that, leaving him with nothing more to say, she turned around and walked through the entrance of the hellhole she was forced to attend until graduation without looking back at the boy who stood there shell shocked.
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y/n thought she finally made it out of her slothful town. getting into her dream college and moving far from everyone who reminded her of her shitty teen years, making new memories, better memories with better people who werenât small minded and judgmental, she grew into a well rounded woman with accomplishments under her belt but sometimes life knocks you down when you thought youâve finally made it. after all her successes she had to go back to the place she ran away from the moment her diploma landed in her palms. the second her feet boarded off the plane y/n felt the pit of despair in her stomach return, the same feeling she thought was finally gone but somethingâs donât change even after years of growth. the ride from the airport back to her childhood home was silent, there wasnât much to say, the horrible memories came flooding back, younger her waking up everyday wishing she was born in another life, with different cards dealt to her, in a different place that wasnât hawkins but there wasnât anything she could do, she couldnât change the past but but she sure as hell will change her future even if she was cursed to come back to this shitty place she unfortunately called home.
luckily the universe had gifted her an amazing mother who never made her life more miserable than it already was, a mother who cared for her more than herself. the moment the door to her childhood home opened y/n was pulled into a warm, comforting embrace, a reassuring embrace she didnt know she so desperately needed, it was a reminder that already was going to be okay, with tears in her eyes she knew through all the bullshit she had experienced, in this new chapter of life sheâll be in control of everything and show everyone the strong woman she had grown into.
the first step y/n decided she needed to do was find a job, she couldnât stay cooped up in the room that had such depressing memories, staring at the same four walls from sunrise to sunset. she applied to different positions all around town, the run down supermarket, the local library, the old movie theatre, the local rental store family video, the diner only old people went to for lunch, literally anywhere. y/n didnât care where sheâll be working at, as long as she had some sort of distraction and income, and after three weeks of painfully, desperately waiting near her house phone for any calls about getting a job, she finally got a call from the manager of family video asking if she could come in for an in person interview tomorrow at 2pm , without any second thoughts she immediately said yes.
the next day she got ready earlier then necessary, making sure her makeup was put together, her hair was perfectly style, her outfit was clean and simple, all while the nerves tangled up in her stomach got worse as the clock ticked slowly. by 1:30pm she headed out to her interview, hopefully things would go well. the walk to family video wasnât long, she got there by 1:55pm, the sound of her heartbeat ringed louder than the bell above her head as she entered the outdated designed rental store. the walls painted in an off white color, with an obnoxious orange color and a forest green color striped across, it reminded her of hawkins high school colors, the tacky uniforms the cheerleaders and basketball used to wear around school to show off their popularity, the same uniform steve used to wearâŚsteve harrington⌠y/n often thought of him from time to time, curious about how life treated him after high school. she hated herself for even wasting her energy thinking about that asshole, heâs probably living the perfect white picket fence lifestyle everyone in hawkins ended up living, working in a small cube all day then coming home to his dolled up pristine housewife and his big beautiful litter of kids. y/n doesnât even know why her mind went back to her high school bully, but she hoped sheâll never have to see anyone from the worst time of her life, especially steve harrington
the store smelt of old carpet and dust, the lights werenât bright, it was more warm and comforting. as y/n walked up to the dark brown wooden counter she spotted a pretty girl with short dirty blonde hair, a plaid button up shirt, and a green vest with her name tag on it ârobinâ thereâs no doubt she attended hawkins high, everyone in town did, but y/n didnât really care for making friends back then and she wasnât really known anyway. the short haired girl was slightly turned facing the male behind the counter, wearing the same dark green vest but his back was turned, all y/n could see was the shaggy strands of hair that looked extremely familiar, call her crazy for thinking a head of hair looked familiar but something twisted in her stomach just by the sight of the wavy brown hair, it reminded her a certain someone
âhi! iâm y/n, iâm here for the interviewâ y/n said softly, not trying to spook the two workers with her sudden appearance, robin fully turned her frame to face y/n, a wide smile painted on her pinky lips âyeah hey! iâm robin, keith should be the one to do your interview, iâll tell him youâre hereâ robin said, her raspy voice echoed throughout the empty store, her teeth perfectly straight as she smiled before walking towards the back of the store leaving y/n with the male in front of her, suddenly he turned around painfully slow, his body language oozing shame, he fully faced her and y/nâs heart dropped down to her stomach, her ears rang muffling any other sound around her
steve harrington was standing in front of her.
the steve harrington that spend years going out of his way to make y/nâs life a living hell, with his asshole friends who had nothing better to do then ruins another personâs life, the same steve harrington that constantly degraded everything she did, from the way she walked, the way she talked and even the way she breathed seemed wrong to him, the same steve harrington she hoped to never see ever again. he stood there with an expression she couldnât read and she didnât want to try. he looked different, he was older, taller, muscular, he looked more natural and unkept in a good way, he didnât have his hair perfectly styled caked up in hair gel and hairspray, his hair was loose and free, his clothes still were clean and polished but it fit his from differently, more masculine and his signature wristwatch around his wrist, the watch still shining in the sunlight seeping through the tall glass windows. heâs changed but thereâs still parts of his present appearance that reminded her of the immature boy who taunted her existence back then.
they didnât speak, how could any of them speak. a former bully and the former bullyâs victim, itâs borderline comedic. steve couldnât stand still, awkwardly stepping from foot to foot while anxiously fidgeting with his callused hands, y/n just stared at him, unable to move or speak, she shouldâve known he was the one behind the counter, of course heâd be the one behind the fucking counter.
he was a curse y/n couldnât run away from. out of all places, heâd be here, looking healthier and stronger, more handsome than before and even happier. itâs unfair
ây/n.â that voice wasnât how she remembered, it was deeper and smooth, it lacked the arrogance and obnoxiousness he used whenever he spoke to her or anyone he thought was below him, he sounded much more softer, she didnât know if this version of steve was better or worse
ây/n. i-i, listen i-iâm so-â steve spoke, his voice shaky now but before he could finish his sentence robin came back out with a smile, unaware of the thick tension in the air âso! he said to just go back there for the interview, but be prepared for him to ask you odd questions or force you to mention weird things like naming your top three favorite movies. oh! and heâs like always covered in cheese dust, itâs kind of gross but getting a job here isnât hard at all so iâm pretty sure youâll get hired, if this idiot can work here, so can youâ robin whispered like she was sharing a secret, she pointed at steve behind her with her chipped polished pointer finger âo-okay. thatâs good to know..â y/n whispered back, not in a playful way like robin, more in an unaware foggy way, to be truthful y/n didnât hear most of what robin said, she was still shocked seeing the same face that churned her stomach and to make matters worse, she came to the realization sheâll have to work side by side with said male if she was unlucky enough to get the job.
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y/n got the job, sheâs been working at family video for a full two months now and itâs been hell.
steve has been on edge the entire shift, only speaking to costumers and barely acknowledging the freckled girl like he once did two months before. he couldnât believe a piece of his past resurfaced like a reminder of many people heâs hurt because of the character he played back in high. school, hurting others in his past when he hated himself the most, during a time in his life where he thought making everyone around him miserable to fill that bleeding hole in his abandoned heart, heâs never forgotten the words said to him from that day back in high school
âi find it extremely pathetic of you to take out your emotions on others,the lack of attention and love turned you into the worse kind of monster. until you heal that void in your heart, youâll just continue living a soulless life being a fraud with fickle friends who leech onto you only for their own benefit. just admit youâre an insecure little boy seeking approval and validation and not this golden, godlike man you pretend to beâ
fuck, she was right, she was completely right. after she spoke those words to him, his life did a 360, karma was a pain in the ass. his ex girlfriend, nancy wheeler, ghosted him to be with jonathan byers, she seemed happier with him, all the colleges he applied to denied him, after he graduated his parents completely cut him off and forced him to work a 9-5 to âteach him a lessonâ, his love life went straight into the gutter with every woman either flat out rejecting him or using him as a rebound just to get over the boyfriends theyâll eventually take back, his only friends are a group of teenagers he babysat whenever they remembered he was alive and an ex band geek who makes fun of him every chance she gets. steve knew his life wasnât what anyone, not even himself, expected to be but thatâs because the mask he used to put up was perfect, so perfect even he was manipulated by it, except for y/n. she seen past it, she knew him better than most.
âsteve, whatâs up with you? youâve been acting more weird than usualâ robin suddenly said while putting movies in order by genre âw-what are you even talking about, iâm fine, completely fineâ steve replied, quicker than necessary âdude, stop being dense. youâve been so stiff recently and barely even talking. normally you talk as much as i do, and thatâs a lot, like a looootâ robin explained, now facing the male next to her, an eyebrow raised âitâs nothing, just drop it.â steve nervously said, not trying to explain how much his shame was eating him alive and how shitty he treated the woman whoâs rewinding the returned tapes in the backroom âno iâm not going to drop it. ever since y/n started working here itâs like youâve completely turned into a different person. what is it? do you like her? i mean i can understand that, sheâs like super beautiful but if you were interested in her then youâd tell her a corny pick up like or something and you havenât done that so whatâs going on?â robin whispered, she was honestly fed up with the awkward tension in the air between her friend and her new pretty coworker âi-itâs complicated. we kinda have a past but not a good one, well i wasnât the best person to her in high school..â steve whispered back, guilt painted all over his face âsteve, you werenât the best person to everyone back in high school, whatâs the big deal nowâ robin laughed âno, no like i was super mean to her, i was so fucking stupid back then and i really feel like shit knowing all the crap i put her through. she left hawkins right after she graduated so i never really had the chance to apologize to her. seeing her again and knowing she remembers the version of myself i hate most feels like a slap in the face, i want to apologize but i donât know whenâs the right time or how sheâll react or-â steve said, roughly tugging on his wavy hair
âdude, chill out. how much of an asshole were you to her?â robin cut him off, seeing him stressed out like this made her realize how serious the was to him âa major asshole. the biggest one. the last conversation was me calling her pathetic and a fucking punching bag. iâm honestly so shocked she hasnât slapped me yet for how i treated her back thenâ he said while looking away from the short haired girl next to him
he couldnât face anyone knowing how crappy he treated other in his past, especially someone like her, how could he treat her like she was discarding trash under his shoes. the girl who used to dot her iâs with little hearts, the girl who used to shyly smile to herself after the teacher praised her over something small, the girl who used to come to school with cute mismatched socks, the girl who used to nervously bite her nails when she focused too hard on something, the girl who still makes his heart beat out of his chest even after all these years
âlook. iâm not sure how she sees you or how she feels about you but you need to fix it. not only because you now work with her, but because youâve probably hurt her and you still havenât given her a proper apology, iâm sure you probably left her with some kind of emotional distress and itâs clear the guilt is eating you up alive, youâve been glancing over to her with sad puppy dog eyesâ robin said, he didnât even notice heâs been staring at her, his eyes seemed to always drift to the girl who definitely hates his guts, this was his karma but heâs going to try make things better, even if he had
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âsoâŚyou want us to talk good about you so that sheâll know youâve changed? thatâs the most idiotic plan youâve had yetâ dustin said while shaking his head, his curls bouncing with the movement âyeah man i agree. that sounds pretty childish and thatâs coming from me. just apologize to her normally, i mean, you apologized to me and weâre cool nowâ eddie smirked, smacking steveâs back firmly with his popcorn butter fingers âitâs not the same. first of all, dustin technically forced us to become friends and second of all, you had a reputation that you kind of lived up to, i went out of my way to purposely make her life a living hellâ steve explained, his eyes glued onto his living room tv, mindlessly staring at the boring movie playing on it âyou know, i applaud you for wanting to make things right with the people youâve wronged but this seems different, youâve put more thought into making amends with her than youâve had with anyone else, shit, you apologized to me by saying âsorry for treating you like crap manâ and awkwardly putting me on my back then offered me a beerâ eddie said while shoving his face with a handful of popcorn âyeah, i remember that. wait so do you like her? is this way youâre trying so hard?â asked dustin curiously âno..maybe.. i donât fucking know. i just keep thinking about to how mean i was to her and how one minute sheâd have the sweetest smile on her face and then she sees me and her face completely changes to disgust. i know iâve hurt her and i just really want to change that, even if she punches me itâll be well deserved and worth itâ steve said dragging his palms against his face
âyeah he totally likes her. okay fine, weâll help but i think itâs a shitty ideaâ dustin said while shrugging his shoulders, eddie agreed with the curly haired boy.
y/n felt like her life was a roller coaster, high school sucked for her which was her low point, her moving from hawkins and actually enjoying life which was her high but now sheâs back at square one, working at a shitty job with the man who seemed to have changed for the better or at least thatâs what the curly haired boy at the counter is saying shouting
âyeah, itâs so amazing how much youâve changed harrington! youâve grown into such a well rounded man with a good heart!â dustin said stiffly, trying his hardest to get the attention of silent girl whoâs placing tapes by genre, the girl steve has been staring at for the past 10 minutes âi agree! heâs such a great helper too, he helped me find a blunt i lost, true story!â eddie followed up with, aggressively nodding his head as a sign of appreciation and approval, y/n snickered at that, they both sounded so ridiculous to her and to anyone with ears. she knew they were trying to get her attention, i mean, she couldnât ignore their loud talking and steveâs staring
her little reaction caught their attention immediately, eddie decided to step things a little further âsteveâs really a changed man, right? completely different from the boy back in high schoolâ now that made her laugh louder than she intended to, but who can blame her? here was eddie munson speaking so highly about steve harrington, the same steve harrington who once made fun of him for having a choppy haircut back in sophomore year and only calling him âthe freakâ instead of his actual name âwhatâs so humorous sweetheart?â eddie asked, now turning his attention to the sunkissed girl âi just find it funny how you can speak so kindly about him. maybe hell cooled over after allâ y/n replied, still placing the tapes in its rightful place âmaybe..or maybe the devil himself had a change of heartâ eddie shot back, sliding his body next to hers, getting into her personal space with a grin âi highly doubt thatâ y/n quickly replied, ignoring his close proximity âwanna bet and put money on it? i feel like making some easy money on this beautiful fridayâ eddie laughed out âwhatever munson, you might be brainwashed by him but not meâ y/n rolled her eyes at the shaggy haired jester and walking past him into the break room âsheâs a tough cookie, you think harrington will win her over?â asked eddie, walking back to the curly haired boy âprobably not.â he said while walking towards the exit âwanna bet on it?â eddie asked as they both walked out of the rental store
as y/n cut a corner heading to the break room she embarrassingly bumped into a firm back, the back of steve harrington..of course
âwoah sorry, are you okay?â asked steve, his voice soft and his big brown eyes connecting with hers, and of course her stupid heart sped up as his hands gently stabilize her stance, why wasnât her heart functioning with her brain? thereâs no way she could feel the blood rushing to her ears ây/n..?â steve softly spoke, snapping her out of the daze she was in, finally coming back to reality and being hyper aware of how close he was standing, she took a small step back âsorry. i wasnât lookingâ she said as she turned around, trying to leave the awkward tension
until she felt the same warm hand that was just holding her arm now being wrapped around her wrist, his touch was feather light ây/n..i want to apologize. i know itâs long overdue and pathetic but please, please just hear me outâ steve begged, a wave of dĂŠjĂ vu hit y/n, this reminded her of the time where she finally stood up to him and left him standing there to face his true self, the self he was truly terrified of âi shouldnât listen to anything you have to say harrington. i think we said enough before, donât you think?â y/n replied, turning her body back to the taller man, his expression disheveled and vulnerable ây/n please. i know you should be punching me right now and iâd a thousand percent deserve it but please, i just-i just canât go another day knowing iâve hurt you and still havenât given you a proper apology after all these years. i know i was an asshole and you were right about everything you said before, i was an insecure little boy who never had anyone who truly cared for me or even..loved me in my life, i took out my emotions on those around me because of it but y/n, i promise iâve grown after high school, not only because life humbled me but because your words made me realize how how shitty my life was and how immature i wasâ steve spoke, both of his hands grasping onto her hands tenderly, hoping she felt his true genuine emotions in his words
âsteve. this is-i canâtâŚi canât see you as anyone different from the guy whoâd make ruthless remarks about my appearance and my intelligenceâŚyouâve said some things that seriously effects how i am now and not in a good way. thereâs days i canât even stomach looking at myself in the mirror without hearing the things youâve said to me with a grin, taunting me and treating me like i was the dirt on your shoeâŚi need some time, i appreciate your apology greatly but, itâs just too much right nowâ y/n said, her hands trembled, steve slowly let go of her
he knew his actions had serve consequences but this was the worse thing heâd ever done, the sweet girl he thought was too good for him was so affected by his disgusting behavior and made him sick, he imagined her staring at her own reflection with shame all because of what heâs said to her back in high school where heâd do the same when no one was looking. his stomach twisted with shame and disappointment
ây/n, im so sorry..â steve whispered out, watching her frame leave through blurry eyes. heâs really fucked up big time
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itâs been a week since the conversation happened, y/n avoided steve like the plague, not intentionally, it seemed like her body was programmed to do so, like flight or fight mode, she was a flight kind of girl apparently. steve thought apologizing would ease the tension in the air and the guilt in his heart but boy, did he thought wrong, he knew y/n was ignoring him, staying hidden in the back room throughout most of the shift and he knew he deserved it
âgosh, the tension in the air is more suffocating than beforeâŚâ robin whispered under her breath, she looked at steve with pity, he just stared emptily at air while y/n unpacked new tapes stiffly, robin couldnât handle seeing them like this anymore, an entire week passed with them doing the same thing theyâre doing now, it was getting awkward for her to handle, she had to do something about it. robin walked towards the backroom, a slight frown on her chapped lips and sat on the ground next to y/n âhey stranger, howâs everything going back here?â robin sweetly asked, her raspy smooth voice danced in the air for a moment âitâs going goodâ y/n responded tightly, a faked smile on her lips âokay so now tell me the truthâ robin replied, tilting her head slightly, y/n sighed softly deciding whether or not she should be honest with the freckled girl beside her âitâsâŚitâs been horrible. iâm pretty sure steve told you about him apologizing to me and everything. i just canât seem to get his words out of my mind, i truly want to believe him, my heart does this stupid thing every time i think of him but i keep getting reminded of how he was, how he treated me and the words heâs said to me when i was already at my lowest⌠itâs too muchâ y/n admitted, the weight on her chest finally lifted after telling robin whatâs been running through her head
robin understood y/n, she felt the same way back when she started working with steve at scoops ahoy, all she seen was an arrogant snobby rich boy who walked around school as if he was royalty but after getting to know steve harrington and seeing how much heâs grown as a person, as a man, she knew y/n would see it eventually as well but for now, a little reassurance and a nudge would help her see it a little faster âi understand. and your feelings and thought process is completely valid and understandable, the ball is in your court but..i just want you to know that steveâs genuinely changed, i know itâs impossible to believe me and trust me i was the same before but after seeing how much heâs grown into a better version of himself really was eye opening. heâs deeply disgusting with himself for treating you the way he did. just know heâs going to try his hardest to prove that to youâ robin said, her ringed fingers lightly rubbed up and down against y/n back, comforting the emotional distraught girl next to her
y/n had a lot to think of while also fighting the battle between her heart and her brain, she was so confused on what else to do, she wanted to fully accept his apology and forgive him but doubt pulled her back, being fearful this was one of his tactics to get her to accept and trust him just to turn back into the steve she knew too well.
after having that conversation with robin, y/n couldnât sleep. she stayed up throughout the night staring at her off white ceiling unsure, everyone around her has said heâs changed, and after his apology and seeing how hollow heâs looked for the entire week of her ignoring him, it seemed like he was genuinelyâŚmaybe she should give him the benefit of the doubt, maybe heâs actually changed and she was just too stubborn to admit that. y/n never was able to get her heart and her mind to agree with one another but something she able to get a hold on was her future, she wasnât naĂŻve and wide eyed anymore, she knew if steve was playing a role sheâd see right through it and she didnât see that with him anymore, he was more genuine and sure, even with his appearance. his loose deep brown hair moved freely, his beauty marks kissed his skin all across his neck and muscular arms, his big downturned brown eyes that followed her every move, his cupid bowed lips formed into a frown everytime sheâd glance at him. he was handsome, he always was..tomorrow sheâll give him the benefit of the doubt and treat him like an actual human, she told her self it was because she wanted to move on from the past and not hold onto any trauma, it definitely wasnât because her heart jumped every time sheâd smell his musky,earthy cologne and he definitely wasnât because her face would get all hot listening to his voice when he spoke to customersâŚ
y/n was definitely fucked.
the next day at work went the same as the day before, steve and robin getting to work first since they car pooled together every morning, keith already sitting in his office drinking a bottle of mountain dew as if it was water then five minutes after y/n shows up and the long shift finally begins. y/n walked in giving robin her usual soft smile and wave but she decided to do something out of the usual routine âgood morning steveâ she said with a smile, then headed towards the backroom. steve stood there unable to process that three second interaction, robin was shocked as well, normally y/n would walk past steve like he wasnât even there but she actually knowledge him and it was a nice interaction âdingusâŚshe just spoke to youâŚon her ownâ robin said, her eyes wide âyeahâŚshe didâŚi donât know how to react, my heart is beating way too fast, itâs concerningâ steve said, matching his friendâs expression, robin let out an airy laughed, maybe her words did give her a little nudge âi really am the bestâ robin whispered to herself with an accomplished grin
the rest of the shift went on like normal, customers coming in to either return the tapes they rented out or customers trying to find something new to rent out for family movie nights, speaking of movie nights that reminded steve of tonightâs movie night at his place, everyone was coming over to his place to see âwhoâs that girlâ which wasnât his pick, he wasnât really a madonna guy but it was robinâs turn to pick the movie they were going to watch so it was only fair âso youâve got all the snacks we asked for? because last movie night you didnât get any snickers and that broke my heartâ robin said, her soft palm pressed against her chest over her heart dramatically âyeah yeah, i donât know how you guys can eat so much junk, are your teeth okay?â asked steve, genuinely concerned about her health and her dental care âtheyâre perfect! thank you very much!â robin scoffed, while rolling her eyes âheyâŚwould it be crazy if i invited y/n? i meanâŚi know iâll be pushing it but i think sheâd love the movie you picked, she was always into madonna. i remember sheâd always hum some of her songs during classâ steve smiled to himself, reminiscing on the small moments of her where heâd watch from a far and didnât make her frown âyouâre so in love itâs gross man. but i do think maybe itâll be a nice gesture to invite her. sheâd have fun with us, weâre funnyâŚwell i donât know about you but me and eddie areâ robin said with a grin, she might not show it and hid it behind all the teasing but she was cheering for them, what can she say, she was a sucker for a potential good ending
y/n walked out from the break room and out to the front of the store, standing side by side with steve, steve seen this as an opportunity to invite her âhey y/nâŚi was wondering maybe, only if youâre free, youâd like to come..by my place to see a movie? iâm having movie night at 8pm with robin, eddie and some other friends, weâre going to watch âwhoâs that girlâmadonnaâs in it, i remember you used to listen to her songs back in high school so-â steve rambled on but y/n cut him off âyeah iâd come over, just as long as you have kitkats and hersheyâsâ y/n teased, a slight smile on her pretty lips âanything you want, iâd get all the kitkats and hersheys in the storeâ steve said, half joking and half serious, this is the first time they were interacting with each other and it was positive, innocent, lighthearted, if this was a dream steve sure as hell didnât want to wake from it âhowâd you know i liked madonna?â y/n asked curiously, she never told him that âwell, itâs embarrassing and kind of creepy to confess but..in mrs.adamâs class iâd listen to you humming songs and i remember youâd hum madonna songs more frequently, it was cute seeing you in your own worldâ steve admitted, his face beet red, his hands stuffed in the pockets of his navy blue leviâs, y/n smiled at his confession fondly, she never thought sheâd hear the steve harrington say something like that, especially about her
âthat was really dorky of youâ
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y/n knocked on the brownish-reddish wooden doors of steveâs house, anxiety clawing at her heart, she knew there wasnât anything to be anxious about but this was the first time sheâs ever been at steveâs place, even back in high school she never stepped near his residence, the endless parties that she never attended to just so she wouldnât be around his presence, all that effort was going down the drain tonight âwell what do we have here, hey sweetheart, you decided to show up fashionably lateâ eddie munson teased the moment he swung the door open, his ringed fingers wrapped around the door âduh, how else would i show up munsonâ y/n teased back, a smirk on her glossy lips âi like you,very sharp on your feetâ eddie laughed out, stepping to the side to allow her space to enter. steveâs house was exactly how sheâd imagined it looking, nice furniture, beautiful paintings hung on the pearl white colored walls, a big wooden staircase, the living room was spacious and of course had a fireplace, it truly was a beautiful house âhey,iâm glad you showed upâ steve said walking from the kitchen to the living room with a big bowl of popcorn, he looked surprisingly put together for a movie night, his hair had a little bit more volume, he wore a fresh pair of denim jeans with a butter yellow sweatshirt âyeah iâm glad too, he wouldnât let us start until you ca-â max said, y/n immediately recognized the red head because of her step brother, the boy who tried replacing steve place back in high school âanyway! you look really pretty, well, i mean, you always look flawless, i just that lipgloss color on you, and how you styled your hairâ steve rambled out, his cheeks growing red and rosy âget a room!â mike yelled out through a fake cough, steve rolling his eyes at the kids antics, maybe inviting y/n to movie night wasnât the smartest idea
âso, did you buy all the kitkats and hersheys in the store or were you lying to me harringtonâ y/n teased, a faked frown on her lips ânever, i stayed true to my wordsâ steve smiled, he rushed over the side of the couch and pulled up a big brown bag filled with different kinds of chocolates, mostly being the kind she asked for âdo you guys see what a pretty girl does to a guyâ eddie said to the group of teens, shaking her head with a grin âitâs sickly cuteâ robin said gnawing on a slim jim âokay enough with the cringy cute stuff, we have a movie to play harrington!â dustin yelled out to lovesick man âyeah steve, enough with the cute stuff, play the movieâ y/n smirked while walking to the empty spot on the couch, steve following behind her like a lost puppy, sitting so closely next to her she could smell the fresh soap and his cologne she loved, this was going to be a long night for her but she definitely didnât mind.
steve harrington was funnier than y/n thought, softly whispering stupid things about the movie to her, like how the father in the movie reminded him of his dad, how heâd be a better love interest because his style was better than the love interest in the movie, howâd he easily taken down the buff dude madonnaâs character was fighting off or how y/n would look more beautiful in the white dress madonnaâs character wore, that last comment left her face feeling hot and antsy but in a good way
the credits rolled in, the movie finally ended. y/n stretched her limbs out a little, as she looked around the room she noticed everyone was fast asleep, robin and eddie lying against each other on the couch, lucas and max were curled up against each other on the floor with mike and jane doing the same, will laid on the living room table snoring softly, her and steve were the only ones up âthat was actually a good movie, robin picked wellâ steve whispered, a small smile on his buttery lips âi agree, the music was really good tooâ y/n whispered back, returning back a lazy smile. steve stretched his limbs as well before he started picking up the empty bowls from the table and picking up empty candy wrappers, y/n did the same âwait no itâs okay, you donât have to pick up anything, iâll cleanâ steve said, gently holding onto her hand âno no itâs fine, i want to help, this is some of my mess as wellâ y/n reassured him, truthfully she didnât want the night to end yet and go home to stare at the same four walls
âi donât deserve this. i donât deserve you being kind to me, i want to say sorry again y/n. you really went through so much and i was so mean to youâŚi wish i was mature enough to realize i didnât have to be the way i was before. i tried to play a character to please others around me, to keep a reputation i didnât even want to haveâ steve explained while picking at the empty cups and placing them in the empty bowls âi couldnât face my insecurities and immaturity until you humbled me, i deserved it, and i honestly am really grateful you did. who knows where i would be if you didnât give me that reality checkâ steve said tenderly, fully facing her now, those big brown eyes looking at her like she was the only thing that mattered to him because she was âsteveâŚyou already apologized to me, itâs okay, i believe you and now i know youâve changed. after tonight, i seen a side of you that i never thought iâd seeâ y/n said, her voice feather-like, walking past him and to the kitchen, steve hot on her feet âno, itâs not enough. i-i really messed up and i want to show you iâm genuinely sorry. i was an idiot, instead of facing my feelings for you and my real identity i decided to be a dick, and i waited so fucking long to apologize to yo-â steve blurb out, his mind spiraling out of control, but y/n was there to put in back together or maybe break his brain completely, y/n placed the empty cups into the silver skin and turned to him, she brought her palms to steveâs stubbled cheek, softly rubbing her thumbs against the apple of his cheeks. she slowly pulled his taller frame closer to her,their noses a hair away from each other
âsteve..â
âyeah..â
âcan i kiss you?â
âyes, pleaseâ
y/n wrapped her arms around steveâs neck and pulled him down to her, pressing her lips against his hungrily, running her fingers through his soft chocolate brown hair and pulling softly. steve couldnât hold himself back, his hands touched any part that was available, his big palms pressing her against him like sheâll disappear into thin air âsteve, mmm fuckâ y/n moaned out, feeling his hot lips all over her neck and her chest âyouâre so beautiful, youâve always been beautiful. i want to do this properly, would you go on a date with me friday nightâ iâll do everything all you have to do is bring youâre beautiful face, i promise itâll be the worth it, iâve been planning this since high schoolâ steve begged, his voice laced with lust and admiration âsince high school? youâve been planning for a while, who am i to say no to a the perfect dateâ y/n smiled up at the the flushed male in front of her, her hands caressing his prickly jaw âi think this is a dreamâ steve said, placing gentle kisses against her palm âwell if it is, i hope we never wake up from itâ y/n whispered, pulling him back down and pressing her lips on his, steve instantly melting into her kiss like a sweet, sticky marshmallow.
they were so wrapped in each other, no one else around mattered and they wouldnât want to have it any other way. y/n never thought sheâd be in the same room with steve without wanting to pluck his eyes out, let alone kissing him but once again, luckily, she thought wrong. this version of steve was so easy to love. the sweet, patient, gentle and selfless man that stood before her was such a refreshing change she needed, he was the missing part in her chaotic life.
âugh come on, go take this up to your room steve, not in the damn kitchenâ dustinâs voice echoed through the kitchen, making them flinch at the sudden sound, their hearts stuck in their throats âfuck dude, come on. go! go!â steve shooâed the teen back to the living room, hand pressed against his chest trying to calm his pumping heart âthese damn kidsâŚâ steve said under his breath, y/n laughed at his antics âhe does have a point thoughâŚwe should probably take this upstairs, right?â y/n whispered, her eyes low lidded, steve pressed a quick peck on her kiss bitten lips
âfuck yesâ
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âyou remember that bet henderson? pay upâ eddie smirked at the teen, he won the bet fair and square, he bet that steve and y/n would end up together, dustin bet against it, stupid mistake
âasshole..i didnât think you were serious..âdustin rolled his eyes, putting five bucks in the metalheadâs palm while flipping him the bird âawww donât be a sore loser henderson, next time youâll winâ eddie laughed out, pocketing the five dollars in his ripped jeans
âdid you know they bet against us?â y/n asked, wrapping her arms around his waist, craving his body heat âno i did notâŚbut hey, atleast eddie had faith in usâ steve grinned, placing a soft peck on her lips, y/n kissed back with a smile, butterflies fluttering around in her stomach. y/n didnât know what to expect when she moved back to hawkins but she was happily surprised at the outcome, having a stable job, supportive friends, an amazing mother and the worlds most perfect boyfriend anyone could dream of.
she wouldnât wish for it any other way.
and trust, i will write for jasper
prepare to be siiiiick of me, the fanfics iâll write for this man is coming soon !! :))đ
i might be in my remmick phase again, i want to start writing for him again đ
ââ.if you hear a sound, donât turn around
itâs just my heart breaking â.Ëâ
â˘characters: jonathan byers x fem!reader
â˘summary: unrequited love has never felt more heartbreaking. hearing and seeing the one man y/n was in love with being so disgustingly in love with another women made her realize maybe love wasnât for herâŚor maybe she was wrong for once?
â˘tags: angst to fluff, friends to strangers to lovers,unrequited love, miscommunications, no upside down or scary creatures au, still placed in the 80âs, cussing, jealous y/n, platonic steve harrington, might be out of character and some scene might be changed but this is fiction so :p, height difference (unspecified), y/n becomes a nurse.
â˘a/n: listen iâm a steve girl and i love jancy entirely too much but i need jonathan too, iâm greedy. and itâs kinda unfair how little people write for jonathan, also i was most definitely listening to âbe like a womanâ by chris rainbow while writing :)). reblogs,comments and likes are greatly appreciated!!!
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eight years y/n fell for jonathan byers, eight long years of being in love with the big brown eyed man felt like she was trapped in hell. who wouldâve thought something so sweet like love would hurt so badly, every passing day felt like her heart was getting ripped out of her beaten and bruised chest.
but that heartbreaking feeling didnât appear until recently when he started letting nancy into his life. once there was a time when y/n and jonathan were inseparable. super glued to each other, when one was around the other was sure to be there as well, trapped in their little world of bliss, but during their sophomore and junior years of high school things changed, they changed drastically.
nancy wheeler came into the picture, with her pretty hair, perfect girlish outfits, shiny polished nails, soft voice, bright smile and to make matters worse, she was freakishly smart, a pretty face with a pretty life and a great brain, the whole package. at first y/n didnât think they would become a thing, nancy was dating steve and it seemed like she loved the popular boy and didnât really mingle with people that was opposite for her and her boyfriend but suddenly nancy started spending more time with jonathan, coming into school together, having lunch together, leaving school together and even spending time after school at either his house or at the local library.
something sharp pierced y/nâs heart, she couldnât wrap the idea of being replaced, being discarded before she even told him how much she loved him and cared for him, but thatâs the hard truth about love. love could be beautiful and pure but at times it can shatter you into nothingness, breaking your heart into something bitter and grotesque.
the day steve and his small brained âfriendsâ spray painted those humiliating words on the local movie theater about nancy was the break in the camels back, steve shouting degrading comments to jonathan and shoving the lanky boy as if he was a punching bag, his words dripped jealousy and anger, it was clear steve was hurt from how much time both his girlfriend and âthe schoolâs freakâ was spending together, feeling abandoned and used by nancy and humiliated that jonathan was the one who basically took the one girl steve loved.
jonathan snapped from all the verbal and physical damage steve was causing and throw a hard punch, the fight was nasty, hostile and messy. the sound of impact was loud, you can hear the sound of the punches splitting skin open. y/n rushed immediately to the byers residence after hearing from her classmate about the fight, the sky above her was bruised in a dark blue-purple color, her heart beating out of her chest from adrenaline, anger and fear. her legs running across the over grown grass, her feet thumped against his front porch then with shaky hands she banged onto his wooden door
moments passed and finally the door swung open, nancy opened the door, y/n breath was caught in her throat, her heart stilled for a second ây/n, hey..youâre probably here for jonathan right?â her voice soft as always ââŚyeah, i heard what happened. is he okay, can i come in?â y/n said, her eyes darting behind the curly haired girl, trying to see any signs of his existence âheâs fine, he just has a bruised lip. heâs resting so maybe right now isnât the best time for you to see himâ nancy replied, a frown making its way onto y/nâs chapped lips, this didnât feel right, it isnât fair a girl who just randomly showed up gets to be around the person thatâs most important to y/n, gets to tell her whether or not she can see her best friend âi wonât be long, i just want to see him. i wonât even wake him upâ y/n said, her voice smaller and quieter now âsorry, maybe some other time y/n, iâll tell him you stopped byâ and with that she closed the door, concluding their conversation and sending her off back home.
the entire way back home y/n couldnât see her path back home, eyes blurred with hot tears, chest tender and sore from how much itâs been holding back. maybe she was being dramatic about this entire thing and by tomorrow jonathan would be by her side again and theyâll both be united again but that delusion quickly evaporated into thin air when days, weeks, months passed with no contact from the boy. months passing by with him completely ignoring her, spending more time with nancy and leaving her on her own, bleeding out from her heavy heart.
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a year has passed and that devastating feeling of loss was still present, not as aggressive but still there, still aching and raw. things changed and in the worst way, jonathan completely abandoned y/n and officially stopped being her best friend, her other half and is now dating nancy wheeler. but randomly on a hot july day, steve and y/n became acquaintances then friends, she found out after graduating and finally being freed from the illusion of the social ladder they had way more things in common, especially with losing things, losing people that they cared so desperately for.
âdonât you ever think back to when things didnât hurt? when things werenât how they are now?i miss when the most felt emotion wasnât sadness. i know itâs corny but fuckâŚâ y/n spoke, her body floating weightlessly around the cool water of his pool âall the time. i canât even close my eyes anymore because if i do, all i see are memories of the more simple timesâ steve confessed, his leg brushing against hers âis this about jonathan?âsilence fell, a cool breeze hitting her face âyeahâŚiâve accepted that iâm no longer important to him and we possibly wonât even be anything but did i really mean nothing to him? all the pure and joyful moments weâve had meant so little to him heâd just throw them out like that?â y/n admitted now sitting next to steve on the edge of his pool, she felt the restriction in her throat and the burning hot feeling in her eyes, how pathetic can she get still crying over him, over the boy who passed by her like she never existed, even after graduating he still couldnât look her in the eye âi understand that feeling wholeheartedly. thereâs times where i stay up at night just staring at my ceiling numbly thinking the exact same thing. you arenât alone in thisâ his warm arms embraced her frame, his large palm rubbing up and down her damp back as a loud cry ripped out from her
that night was the worse from the many nights sheâd stay up and thought of the man she loved, she thought back to how heâd spend nights talking to her after sneaking out at ungodly hours of the night, she thought back to when heâd make days like these so much more brighter and light, his gentle voice still haunts her mind and soul like he lived within her. she just missed what was, missed him and the safe feeling sheâd feel when he was around, missed his comfort and warmth, missed how he smelt, missed his stupid jokes and his awkward side smile.
she missed her other half and as the years passed that feeling just didnât go away, it didnât hurt as much but it was still there.
itâs been three years since y/n and jonathan stopped being friends. steve,robin and y/n were inseparable, they worked at scoops together got fired together, they worked at family video together and got fired together , they even worked at a radio station but that obviously didnât work because they got fired together for the third time. now theyâre all working at different places, steve was a baseball coach and sex education teacher at hawkins high, robin went off to attend smith college and y/n became a nurse at hawkins hospital.
everything was finally a peace, y/n had a stable routine in her life, she fell asleep without thinking of a certain someone, she woke up without that lingering ache in her chest, she could look in the mirror and not see a broken soul staring back at her through swollen eyes. she was her again, her once faked smile was real and that was enough.
y/n finally got off of work, she absolutely loved her job but some there were times where she was grateful the day was done and she didnât need to stand on her feet for hours and hours. as y/n walked to her car, the chilly night wind howled out, her hands ruffling through her cross-body bag for her shiny silver car keys, when she felt the ridged edges of her keys she looked back up and stopped in her tracks, her eyes went wide and her breath stilled as if it was sucked out of her lungs or kicked in the stomach, the face she thought she had forgotten, the one person she tried so hard to keep pushed down deep in her brain, the one who left her behind like she meant nothing, the only man she loved
âjonathan?â
he stood next to her sleek black car, she same car she bought with the money she saved up for during her junior year, that day was so sugary sweet, he was there saying how proud he was of her and being able to be responsible and mature she was. jonathan expression was unreadable, his body tense and awkward, unsure if he should speak or run like the coward he was
âwhat are you doing here?â y/n spoke again, not knowing what else to do, here stood the man she wished would come back to her but now that heâs actually here and standing in front of herâŚshe didnât know if that was truly what she wanted
âi-iâm sorry. iâm sorry y/n. i canât imagine what iâve put you there, i canât stomach the thought of what iâve done and how badly i fucked up. iâm sorry i waited this long to say these words but, fuck, y/n iâm so sorry for leaving you behind and hurting you and being an awful personâ jonathan finally spoke, words coming out thick and regretful, those same gentle brown eyes she used to stare deeply into with so much love were now puffy and bloodshot red âplease y/n, i know thereâs no way i can make you forgive me but iâm sorryâŚme and nancy arenât a thing anymoreâŚwe had an argument and she said something that opened my eyes to everythingâŚâ his eyes spilled tears, his cheeks rosy pink âsheâŚtold me about the day me and steve got into that fight. she lied about you not stopping by and checking up on me, she admitted to lying about you and steve dating after we graduated, she admitted to lying about you not wanting to be friend with me anymoreâŚshe called our relationship âpuppy loveââŚi thought all the things she told me were true, were realâŚbut i was just blindedâ jonathan cried out, grabbing at his chest like he was protecting his bleeding heart, y/n knew that feeling all too well. she knew how much pain he was in, the man who left he bleeding out and broken was now bleeding out and broken in front of her. love can be pure and innocent but it can also be twisted and cruel, she knew that all too well
y/n quietly walked in front of the shaggy haired man and pulled him into a hug, even though her heart ached with hurt and betrayal, it squeezed with empathy for him. she didnât forgive him but she knew he needed to let all that hurt out âiâm so sorry y/n, i fucked up, i fucked up something so beautiful just for an illusion. i hurt you, i know i did and i hate myself for that, i hate how much iâve lostâŚâ jonathan cried out, his frame shaking roughly and his hands gripping tightly around the her coat sleeve. y/n couldnât say anything back, how could she? she was confused with all kinds of emotions, sadness seeing her childhood best friend crying and shaking, anger because she couldnât believe he had the courage to show his face and come here spilling everything out like that as if he wasnât M.I.A. for years now, happiness because maybe this twisted situation could bring back her best friend she once lostâŚand a tiny ache behind her ribcage that felt a little too close to love, the same love that had her become a shell of a person and broken
after that night in the parking lot where jonathan suddenly appeared, spilled all his truths, cried in her arms and then drove him back to his motherâs home to his request, they havenât spoke. it wasnât because jonathan abandoned her like he once did, no, it was y/n this time. jonathan called her house phone mornings and nights but she didnât pick up, he tried catching her during her lunch breaks but she would run away the moment she heard the same gentle voice that made her heart leap, heâd leave small bouquets of her favorite flowers, he remembered, with handwritten apology letters attached, he tried everything and not once did he give up, not this time. but y/n didnât know how to feel
she didnât know what to do next, and how to react to him suddenly being in her life again. she tried years to forget him, his face, his smell, his presence and it almost was successful until that night, seeing his face and hearing that voice again made her feel that same feeling of love, the same feeling that made her depressed for months on end. his words kept repeating on an endless loop, his âiâm sorryâsâ and âi hate myselfâsâ but most importantly him saying âshe liedâ âshe admitted to lyingâ all this time nancy lied to jonathan and he believed each of those lies instead of coming straight to her, his best friend, his other half, he believed nancy and didnât even think of coming to her. it was driving y/n crazy, on one hand she should hear him out and hear more about what happened but on the other hand it feels like the damage was already doneâŚ
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y/n told steve everything about that night with jonathan. steve sitting on her soft couch, a movie they rented out now paused, steve was just as shocked and confused as y/n, not knowing what kind of advice he should give his friend âsoâŚthe reason he left you and stopped being friends with you wasnât because he was tired of you, it was because nancy lied about almost everything and he believed it and was hurt. then after years passed she admitted to lying and now heâs trying to apologize and take his place back into your life again?â steve questioned, trying to get on the same page as y/n âyup, pretty much. and now for the past couple of days heâs been calling me before and after work, heâs been leaving my favorite flowers at my door step with a new apology letter attached to them and even trying to run into during my lunch breaksâ y/n explained further âfirst of all, he canât take that place because iâve filled it in, and second of all, i think heâs actually being genuine. i know you donât want to hear that but when had jonathan never not been genuine? yeah he fucked up believing nancy and leaving you and you shouldnât forget how that made you feel but alsoâŚi think heâs actually trying to fix the relationship you guys hadâ steve said, not knowing what else he could say to validate her feelings but also validating how jonathan must feel. steve had been there before, he knows how horrible it feels to be used in that way
âyeahâŚi think i should probably hear him out. i am still hurt by what heâs done, but i also need some closure and the only one who can do that is not only me but him telling me everything.â y/n said, leaning back into the soft cushion of her couch, moments passed by with them resuming back to the movie and stuffing their faces with the buttery popcorn steve made then suddenly
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echoed out, the sound of the movie still sounded but everything went still in her apartment âitâs late, were you expecting anyone?â steve whispered out âno, only youâŚcan you check it out?â asked y/n, not wanting to get caught first by the person who would be knocking this late, steve snickered at the panicked expression on y/nâs face and got up with a groan to the door, his palm twisted the knob and he froze, it was jonathan âuhh, y/n i think this oneâs for youâ steve spoke out, his eyes still glued to the male in front of him, y/n walked to the door and froze too, she definitely didnât expect jonathan to be standing there, his brown cashmere sweater covered with his thick plaid jacket, wrapped around his thick fingers were her favorite flowers, a handwritten letter and something she never thought sheâd seen again, it was the scrapbook they made together, pictures that kept so many memories and good moments, stuck in time, a time where they didnât experience the bullshit they faced later on in life
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they both spoke at the same time, they both mirrored the same expression, eyes wide, lips frowned and eyebrows pulled together âcan we speak, alone, please?â jonathan finished, his voice desperate, steve read the room immediately and decided it was definitely best to leave the two of them alone and figure out the messy situation they were going through, he grabbed his jacket and his car keys and headed straight home, jonathan stepped inside the warm home handing her the flowers and the letter but the scrapbook still in his grasp. y/n placed the flowers on her coffee table and the hand written laid on her lap, they sat next to each other on her couch and waited until the other spoke
âi know this is sudden but i needed to spoke to you, to see you. i know i came in full force last time but everything i said was true. i didnât purposely push you out of my life, i full heartedly regret every single thing iâve done to you that caused you any pain, iâm so sorry. i believed in a person who lied about everything, lied about you and i stupidly believed you, without even asking you and speaking to you. i just couldnât stomach the fact that maybe you didnât care for me, and you moved on to steve without meâŚwithout me even being truthfully about my feelings.â jonathan admitted, his eyes on hers, wanting her to understand him, to understand he was telling the truth and wasnât hiding this time
âthatâs where youâre at fault. why would you think i didnât care about you? you know how hurt i was when you left be alone? left me vulnerable and hurt, the day you got into the fight with steve i ran straight to you. she said you were resting and i shouldnât disturb you, she said she would tell you i stopped by. after that you ignored me like the plague, i cried everyday and every night, i wished on every star that one day youâd come back to me. jonathan, youâve burned me badâ y/n spoke, her eyes leaking thick tears, tears she swore she wouldnât shed over him
âi promise y/n i didnât know any of that, she told me different, she told me you donât want anything to do with me after that fight, i just believe it but fuck, iâm so sorry. iâll die trying to make it up to you, i promise. iâve been so stupid about everything. i didnât even tell you how much you mean to me because i didnât want to lose you and mess up our friendship but i eventually did anywayâŚâ jonathan cried out, the hot tears dripping down into his sweater âyeahâŚi love you so much but i didnât want to ruin our friendship but fate wasnât on our side with that one.â y/n sighed out
âyou love me?â
jonathan asked, his round eyes filled with tears looked at her, hope behind them âyou said âloveâ not âlovedâ please tell me you love me, please. i know itâs selfish, i know i donât deserve it but y/n iâve been in love with you for all these years now,please i canât lose you againâ jonathan desperately said, his big palms holding her warm face like it was made out of rose petals and cotton ââŚi love you. iâve loved you since the moment we met, i loved you even at your worst days and even through all the pain i still loved youâ y/n whispered out, tears still falling, sliding down her cheek to his hand and down to the sleeves of her sweater âoh my gorgeous girl, i love you, iâm so sorry i left. i promise iâll be by your side even after death. iâll be there even through the bad and the good, iâll sacrifice everything, myself, just to see you smile and be happy. iâm sorry for everythingâ jonathan said, pulling her frame into his, the roles reversed, now it was y/n crying and shaking into his frame, him holding her as she broke down in front of him, vulnerable and raw.
âi missed you, my soul missed you, i canât imagine myself messing up anything with you again. i couldnât live with myself if i did. please y/n iâd do anything just for you to be in your life againâ his arms still wrapped around her frame like sheâd disappear, y/n snapped and grabbed his face into her tear soaked hands and pulled him in into a deep kiss, a desperate kiss. a kiss sheâs been saving for this exact moment,jonathan kissing back immediately, grabbing onto her face. they moaned into the kiss softly, then y/n pulled back, bitting his bottom lips softly, breathless and satisfied
âi love youâ jonathan sighed out, eyes puffy, a grin on his pink and swollen lips
âi love youâ replied y/n, her expression copied his
y/n never thought the night would end like this but she was glad it did. she cried in his arms and eventually fall asleep in his arms, after all he was always her peace, her comfort. the warmth she so badly missed, even if she didnât admit it out loud, she knew she couldnât fully return to herself without her other half.
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the morning felt light, the warm sun rays hit her face like the sun kissed her good morning. her eyes cracked open and immediately his heat, felt his steady heartbeat against her heartbeat. he didnât leave her, he stayed like he promised.
her plushy cheek pressed against his chest, savoring the moment a little longer just in case this was a dream thatâll come to an end, his arms tightened around her frame and he cracked his eyes open like how she did moments ago âgood morning gorgeous girlâ jonathan smiled, looking down at at the same woman heâd rip out his stil-beating heart if she asked âgood morning, you stayedâ y/n said, her eyes fluttering shut, humming happily âi promised iâd stay, even after deathâ he spoke, kissing the crown of her head tenderly âlet me do this right. i want to start over and do what i shouldâve done before. iâm going to take you out on a proper date, iâll make the reservation, iâll pick you up and all you have to do is be your beautiful and amazing self. does tonight at 8 sound good to you? if not i can definitely change it â jonathan said, his hand rubbing softly and slowly again her back, his eyes filled with kindness and patience, those were the sam brown shes she fell in love with. she kissed him tenderly, feeling all flustered and lovesick
âtonight sounds perfect.â
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â˘characters: knight! steve harrington x fem! princess reader
â˘summary: steve harrington and y/n are both elementary school teachers, the school wanted to do a cute event for valentineâs day and what better way to entertain the littles other then a play about a beautiful princess and a strong knight falling in love~
â˘tags: fluff fluff fluff, teacher steve and teacher y/n, use of y/n and l/n, school play with cute cringe moments, yearning from both y/n and steve, meddling coworkers, might be out of character but itâs fiction and itâs cute so itâs whatever, kinda grumpy steve, little bit of an age gap (unspecified)
â˘a/n: i miss reading fluff steve harrington fanfics because all people do is write smut for him so i decided to write my own. reblogs, likes and comments are appreciated!! and please excuse any typos :/
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the cold february air pierced through the air like freshly sharpened knife. valentineâs day was just around the corner and the school wanted to host an event for the kids to keep them entertained, the halls decorated with pink,white and red hearts and strings, lollipops, chocolates, childish handwritten âloveâ letters to each other and a cute little play for the kids to watch before dismissalâŚthe only problem was none of the teachers wanted to participate for the play. working for 20+ years at a school that underpaid most and hosted the same event over and over again didnât really excited the old vets of the school.
the play was about a beautiful princess and a strong knight, the typical trope of the damsel in distress and her savior. it was something cute but practical. y/n thought it was sweet that the school even celebrated the holiday, maybe it was because it was her first year being a teacher and celebrating the holiday with her students or maybe it was because this was the first time she actually was looking forwards to valentineâs day after many years of a shitty valentineâs day, either way, she was the only one who was enthusiastic about everything and she definitely didnât mind it.
Steve Harrington or Mr.Harrington as his students call him never really looked forward to the whole princess and knight play that would be hosted. the trope was played out, and being teacher for more than three years and watching the same old play got tiring real quick. every year his coworkers begged and pleaded with him to be the knight, but even in his first year of working at the school he declined
âi donât really feel like wearing an uncomfortable cheap costume under hot lights for an hour straightâ
heâd say as he shrugged his shoulders and walked away, unbothered and uninterested. he didnât really care much for it, itâs not like heâd get paid extra for going up on stage and embarrassing himself or getting paid extra to stay after hours and quite frankly he didnât want to save Mrs. Honeysett, the rude lunch lady that purposefully gave him spoiled milk as his princess
until a new face came along, a new teacher. Y/N L/N. he didnât really think heâd fall hard for her, i mean yeah her cute whimsical outfit pulled on his heartstrings, the way she decorated her classroom with her kids silly little drawings made him smile every time heâd pass her room, maybe her corny jokes made him laugh harder than he would have if it was from any other person, the way sheâd smile at him every morning and every afternoon when theyâd passed each other in the cramped hallway did make him feel flushed and soft inside, listening to every soft spoken word that spilled from her pretty lips when she dropped her kids off when they had gym class, and admittedly her perfume always filled clog his sense sweetly, drowning in her and only her.
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three weeks before the play was chaotic, the kids being normally rowdy wasnât the issue, the issue was between the teachers, it was getting closer and closer to the play and they still donât decide whoâd be playing the princess and the knight. most of the teachers immediately opted out of it, making excuses or saying they were getting âtoo oldâ to be playing in a silly kid play. the only two teachers left were Ms.L/n and Mr.Harrington
âHarrington come on, you havenât participated yet,at least play the knight for this yearâs show. iâve asked everyone and they all declined, i need a knight for the play.â Mrs.Maxwell, the kindergarten art teacher said, her hands clasped together begging the unenthusiastic gym teacher to reconsider his choice, a sigh fell from his lips while his rough hands dragged down his face âfineâŚwhoâll play the princess? and donât say Mrs. Honeysettâ Steve replied, hands on his hips, his expression stern and concerned âi donât have a princess yet. Mrs. Honeysett is sick with a cold and no one else wants to play the princess. i havenât asked Ms.L/n yet but-â
âMs.L/n will be my princess?â Steve suddenly interrupting Mrs.Maxwell, his expression brighter and softer than the one painted on his face moments before, a soft grin on his pink lips and his honey brown eyes wide âwellâŚi havenât asked her yet but if i do iâm sure sheâll say yes, sheâs insanely kindâ Mrs.Maxwell said, a little startled by the sudden change in his character âyeah, she definitely is. sheâll make a good princessâ steve said, smile genuine and sincere thinking of y/n dressed in the scratchy puffy pink dress, sheâd look beautiful even wearing a potato sack
ââŚMr.Harrington, are you okay?â Mrs.Maxwell asked, seeing how red his face turned in front of her worried her âw-what, yeah,yes iâm perfectly fine. um i think one of my kids need me for somethingâ the stuttering mess of a man sped walked away from the awkward interaction leaving Mrs.Maxwell confused and a little disturbed.
Ms.Y/n quietly watched her kids making their valentines cards for anyone they loved, some wrote to their parents and friends, some wrote to their pets, just innocent and cute little cards for them to gift. Y/n smiled as her thoughts shifted to the play, she seen the fifth graders making the props for the play on her lunch break and everything was coming together but the only missing piece was the princess and knight. y/n definitely didnât mind playing the princess, sheâd be lying if she didnât think of Mr.Harrington playing her knight, everything about him was charming.
in y/nâs eyes, Steve was the embodiment of a strong knight with his soft wavy hair, his round honey colored eyes, those chocolate brown beauty marks scattered all across his strong neck and arms, the way his voice held authority and strength but his words were always so kind, he was gentle with the students and so reliable, his cupidâs bow shaped lips curling into a smile while talking to her was permanently engraved into her brain. it was a little dumb to think of him so much but could you blame her? it isnât fair he was creeping into the cracks she didnât even know were there.
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Mrs.Maxwell stood at her opened doorway, alerting her presence to the unaware woman âMs.L/n, iâm sorry to interrupt but you wouldnât mind if i pulled you out for a second?â the red headed women asked politely âyou arenât interrupted at all, kids please keep writing iâll be back soonâ y/n walked out of her classroom and into the hall, curious as to why the sweet art teacher needed to talk to her âagain, iâm sorry for interrupting. i pulled you out to ask you if youâd be able to play the princess to my play? i desperately need you to say yes, i already have our knight a princess is still neededâ Mrs.Maxwell said, her thick brows pulled together and a frown on her bright red lips âi didnât think youâd ask me, of course iâll play the princess! this is so sweet.â y/n brightly smiled, she didnât mind playing the princess, anything to please the littles for a day âokay so iâll tell Mr.Harrington youâll play his princess then-â
âMr.Harrington is my knight?â y/nâs heart raced quicker than normal, face feeling hot.
âokay, whatâs going on between the two of you? he reacted the exact same way you just didâ the poor confused red head sighed out âo-oh nothing is going on between us, i mean thereâs nothing between us..um i think one of my students needs some help with their letters so iâll just excuse myselfâ y/nâs words rushed out of her lips, feeling the awkwardness creep out and wanting nothing to do with the conversation anymore, speed walking back into her pink,white, and red decorated room, neck hot with embarrassment
âkids these days have no social skillsâŚâ Mrs.Maxwell whispered to herself, walking back to her messy art room.
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Mr.Harrington and Ms.L/n stood next to one another on the cold auditorium stage, bright cool white light shinning on them while wearing their costumes. Mrs.Maxwell wanted to see how well the both of them would work together and how well theyâll look in the costumes
Steve wearing his knight armor with a plastic sword, his muscular shoulders filling in his pauldron of his costume, his helmet fitting perfectly on top of his full amber brown hair.
Y/n was wearing her big pink dress, the snug corset around her torso surprisingly wasnât extremely uncomfortable, the big flowy petticoat gave her that old fashion hourglass figure, sleeves of the dress were skin tight and was a itchy material due to the glitter organza design.
in Mrs.Maxwellâs eyes, they looked beyond perfect, they looked straight out of a fairy tail childrenâs book. it was exactly how she imagined âyou two look amazing. the perfect pairâ Mrs.Maxwell spoke, voice light and pleased âso, letâs start practicing our lines shall me?â Mrs.Maxwell said, smile wide and a little pep in her step.
two hours after reciting their lines to each other Mrs.Maxwell realized what was going on between the two of them, stuttering and stumbling over their words, shaky hands, nervous laughter, jittery movements, glances staying longer on each other than usual
âthese two like each otherâ
love was definitely in the air and Mrs.Maxwell knew love was blooming right in front of her, what better way to push fate other than changing a few things in her play âokay you two, iâve decided a change is neededâ her serious voice echo out, immediately grasping their attention âchange? what kind of change? if itâs about my acting i promise i can get better with a little bit more practiceâ steve admitted, panic clear on his pretty face, he didnât want to lose an opportunity to be this close to his princess, he didnât want to get replaced âno no donât worry Mr.Harrington, youâre still playing our knight. the change is an addition to the ending. instead of just saving our gorgeous princess, i want you to save her then kiss her afterwardsâďżźMrs.Maxwell said, sinister grin on her faded red colored lips âk-kiss oh, i mean i donât know if Ms.L/n would want that..â Steve felt like his heart exploded and inflated behind his ribcage
âa kiss, a kiss from the most prettiest woman, a kiss from the most prettiest woman in front of the entire school, a kiss from the most prettiest woman in front of the entire school in a cheap knight costume⌠of godâ steve didnât think this would be how their first kiss would go, in fact, he didnât even think heâd ever get a chance to kiss the same lips heâd day dream about during the dreadful school hours
âw-well i donât mind at all, if there was anyone in the world i would have to kiss and play my knight it would be youâ y/n answered, nervously tugging against the sleeve of her dress, the truth just slipping from her lips quicker than she could think. y/n didnât mind being kissed by steve, sure it wasnât how she imagined their first kiss, and honestly she didnât really think theyâll ever get their first kiss at all, not knowing if he felt the same as she did but âkissing him in front of everyone in the entire school wouldnât be the worse thing everâ
âso itâs settled then, at the end of the play you both will kiss and live happily ever after!â
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the day of the play came faster than any of them expected. the last couple of weeks of staying after hours and practicing their lines went well..except for the kissing scene theyâll have to perform, every time that scene came up theyâll just skip over it, not knowing when would be the best time to plant a kiss on each other, a kiss that would hold more truth than any of them wanted to admit
âso, todayâs the dayâŚâ steve chuckled apprehensively, butterflies fluttering inside him âyeah, today is the day.. are you ready to impress the youth with our great acting?â y/n joked, softly poking the hard armor against his chest âmore than ready my ladyâ steve gently grasping her hand into his and kissing her knuckles, y/n felt like she passed out and came back to consciousness in the span of three seconds âoh my handsome knight, iâll be longing in my castle for your rescueâ y/n continued the banter, fluttering and batting her lashes dramatically âjust my rescue, my princess? arenât you longing for my love and devotion the way i long for yours?â steve replied, truth behind every word he spoke âof course not my strong knight. shall you rescue me weâll run off intro the sunsetâ y/n whispered out, her soft hand caressed his stubbly jaw, a twinkle in her soft eyes
âokay, itâs showtime my loves, get ready to actually do the kissing scene nowâ Mrs.Maxwell teased to the two love-struck idiots will glee.
kids filled the auditorium in a heartbeat and teachers following right behind them, most joyful they didnât have to be the ones on the stage and the rest were just happy to finally get a break from the energetic students. the lights dimmed down and the curtains pulled open, Mrs.Maxwell stood confidently on stage with a clear voice she spoke âin honor to celebrate valentineâs day iâd like to present to you all a play about a beautiful princess trapped by an evil dragon inside her big castle, suddenly her strong handsome knight arrived. please enjoy!â Mrs.Maxwell bowed and walked off stage
âiâll save you my gorgeous princessâ
âyou better, strong knightâ
the play got closer and closer to ending and everything was going well, the children seemed entertained, even the teachers were paying more attention to this play, maybe it was because they werenât the ones having to play the characters.
knight Harrington reached the top of her shiny âstonedâ castle and swung his sword into the dragonâs chest and cheers erupted throughout the auditorium, happy about the evil mean dragon finally being defeated
the wires around steveâs torso whined up and moved him closer to y/n, now standing face to face with the relief of her finally being rescued âoh my , you finally came and saved my life, my skilled knightâ y/n dramatically said, her hands placed on his armor covered chest âof course my lady. the evil dragon is now gone forever, no harm will ever happen now in our kingdomâ steve said, ripping his metal helmet and his thick brown hair falling in his eyes âall because of you, being brave enough to come face to face with that cruel dragon and save everyone from destructionâ her kind eyes stared deeply into his, gentle hands pushing the loose hair away from his chocolate irises âjust couldnât imagine being without my beautiful princes, iâm devoted youâ steve said, placing one knee to the floor, bowing down to the ethereal woman that stood in front of him âi think i know how to repay you for your bravery, my knightâ y/n said smiling brightly âand how will you repay me, my kind princess?â steve asked, head still facing the floor below him, suddenly a feather-like touch was planted below his chin and lifted his face to now look up at his princess, pulling his face to hers slowly then suddenly
y/n tenderly kissed steve
steve felt as if all the air in his body got sucked got out of in, head empty and dizzy, heartbeat increased to the maximum capacity, legs weak and hands shaky. this was the first time they kissed, ever, and it was better than anything he imagined. the smell of her smooth perfume, the taste of her plump lips and the feeling of her powdery soft palm placed on his cheek felt like he was actually a real knight saving his true love
y/n could feel her heartbeat in her throat, she always imagined how his lips would feel on hers and,wow, she didnât know theyâll feel like clouds. his stubbly cheeks tickled her palms, grinning into the kiss as if she won a gold medal to y/n she felt over the moon, her senses being filled with him, she felt,smelt,heard and tasted him all around her and even with her eyes closed she could still see his beautiful face behind her lids
after the the big, velvet red curtain closed they were still kissing, too intertwined with each other to notice their surroundings, hot lips still pressed together and hands still wrapped around one another
âuhm you twoâŚthe play is done. you can stop kissing nowâ Mrs.Maxwell coughed out, the airy bubble the two of them formed around them suddenly bursted and they were brought back to reality, stepping away from one another awkwardly âanywayâŚyou both did so well. this was the best show ever, maybe next year you guys can play princess and the frog. Steve can be the frog youâll have to kiss and live happily ever afterâ Mrs.Maxwell dreamily sighed out, she knew her plan on getting the two awkward lovebirds together finally paid off
âi wouldnât mind playing the slimy frog, as long as my princess is Ms.L/n againâ steve flirted slyly, face pinkish red and his lips swollen and rosy âmy knight and slimy frog all in one day, i wouldnât have it any other wayâ y/n flirted back, grin wide her lips just as swollen
Mrs.Maxwell read the room and quickly skipped away from the two of them to give them some time by themselves. now alone, steve and y/n could speak the words they couldnât before, not without nosy ears listening in
âlisten, i didnât expect to like you as strongly as i do. the moment you introduced yourself to me back on your first day of working here at our school i knew i was a goner, i just didnât know you would feel the same way, i honestly donât know if you do nowâŚâ steve admitted, the heavy weight being lifted off, the truth swirling in the air âi could say the same. i didnât want to be unprofessional or accidentally make you feel uncomfortable with my feelings towards you but god, you donât know how happy i am to finally let it all out ây/n let out a deep breath, her hands finding his and gently squeezing them
âthis is truly happening,this isnât some kind of dream i ended up having while falling asleep in the teachers lounge?âsteve half joked, he couldnât believe this really was happening to him, suddenly having amazing luck and winning his dream girl didnât feel like reality, y/n laughed at his playful antics and pulled him into her arms, her cheeks sore from how much she was smiling
âletâs do this properly. may i take you on a date this weekend, maybe have a romantic dinner night together or a quiet coffee date? iâll pick you up and i can actually be your knight in shining armorâ steve spoke, his words soft and candy sweet
âiâd love that very much, my knight in shining armorâ she replied, reaching for his face and gently pulling him into another kiss, a kiss that was away from multiple eyes, a kiss that meant everything and more.
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And I still see some of yall say âmake this fic into a character ai pls!â
WE ARE RUNNING OUT OF WATER
Get off those god forsaken generative ai apps or you will go down with those who care
Especially those of you in the fanfic community, you steal your own work by going on c.ai and simultaneously kill us
For those who donât know, ai takes from fresh water to cool its computer systems and the water canât be recycled. ChatGPT alone uses 500 million gallons of water a day, and the AI industry used more water last year than the plastic water bottle industry. It also produces nothing original and takes from artists and writers alike.
Please resist and fight against this, it will only change if there is a collective effort âźď¸âźď¸âźď¸
i literally just published a nerd!gojo fanfic https://www.tumblr.com/lon3lystarr/806795207357186048/%F0%93%8F%B2-i-need-him-%F0%93%8F%B2-parring-nerdjo-x
https://www.tumblr.com/lon3lystarr/806795207357186048/%F0%93%8F%B2-i-need-him-%F0%93%8F%B2-parring-nerdjo-x
but i donât know if anyone can see it, i hate how they censor so many fanfics đŤŠđŤŠ.
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â˘characters: nerdjo x fem!reader
â˘summary: finals week was finish, thank god ,y/n had some pent up frustration she needed to release and who else would she go to for help with this little issue other than the hot nerd sheâs been eyeing since the beginning of the semester.
â˘tags:sub! nerdjo, virgin nerdjo, cocky y/n, kinda mean y/n, petnames like âmommyâ âgood boyâ etc, spitting kink, slapping kink, hair pulling, snowball kiss, boyfailure, p in v, oral: m receiving, size difference(not specified), tit play, a bit lengthy.
a/n: i just need a nerdy bf so damn badly. this is my first time writing y/n as a topâŚso bare with me ://. comments,reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated! if this isnât the type of content you like then please donât read!!!
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an airy sigh fell from her glossy lips, finals were done and over with, endless hours of studying and running on no sleep just to take tests that was pretty much bullshit to her, all the stress and frustration from the last three weeks bubbled up to the surface and was on the edge of exploding over. she needed an outlet, a release and she needed it quickly, so desperately.
y/n knew she had people falling to her feet with her every needs and wants like pretty pink petals falling off of a flower stem so it was no brainer she could easily find someone to satisfy her but she only wanted one person, the one person she knew would be hard to get, gojo satoru, the dork who sat a row behind her.
he was different from everyone else on campus and y/n loved that about him. he never looked at y/n in class like she was an angel that hung the moon and stars, he never stepped out of the way for her while walking in the halls like everyone else did, he never went the extra mile to get noticed by her, in fact he didnât want nor cared to get her attention, heâd never hold a conversation with her unless it was academic boring stuff, those piercing blue eyes rolled with irritation behind his bulky glasses every time heâd hear her voice or her âobnoxiousâ laugh, the smell of her sugary perfume made him nauseous, her skimpy skin tight clothes left little to the imagination leaving gojo to snicker with disgust mumbling under his breath about how inappropriate y/nâs clothes were, or purposefully ignoring and walking past her as if she was invisible to him. y/n knew all of this, and thatâs exactly why she needed him, he was a challenge she was willing to take on, needed to prove to herself that under all of that uninterested, unbothered persona was a loser thatâll cream his dingy pants to a single touch from her. she was determined to prove that fact sooner than later.
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by the end of the week she put her plan into motion.
the walk to gojoâs dorm wasnât a long walk, she was speed walking so fast her calves burnt as hot as her desire, the determination that y/n had to finally get her hands on the pretty white haired nerd, fuck him up and claim him as hers didnât leave any room for embarrassment or second guesses.
before her soft knuckles connected to his dorm room door, she analyzed his door a little, a messy diy sign that had â773-Bâ on it with characters from some kind of cartoon or game painted on it, it was cute to her. her ears perked up to the sound of his monotoned voice muffled and quiet behind the door as he spoke
âoh bro, youâre so fucked, what are you even doing? you completely missed thatâ
is he on the phone? ehh who cares, y/n was on a mission that couldnât wait, she was impatient knock knock knock - silence
âguys hold on, someone just knocked...itâs literally 12am, who the hell would be-â the door swung open, his tall figure came into view, next his pretty blue eyes came into view, they went wide then recognition then irritation âwhat the hell do you want y/n, itâs lateâ gojo said, his slender arm hung on the door frame, his raw bitten pink lips painted in a frown âwhat? no âhi my favorite pretty girlâ or âiâm so happy to see you babydoll?ââ. y/n teased with a laugh, her teeth bitting her sparkly lips âhave you lost your mind? what do you want from me, iâm kind of busy right now?â gojo replied, his pale fingers rubbing the irritation and exhaustion from his eyes, his glasses slightly slipping off of his nose bridge âyou? busy? with what? jacking off to cam girls thatâll never touch you even with a stick?â y/n said while her manicured nails tapped against the same door frame heâs leaning against âyeah goodbye.â gojo sighed out, completely over this little conversation, or banter or whatever the hell was going on, he was ready to close the door on her pretty face but y/n wasnât having that, she suddenly shoved her smaller frame past him and immediately entered into his room, without permission nor hesitation in her steps
âHELLO! WHAT THE HELL?! you canât just walk in here like you own the placeâ
ignoring him and the crack in his voice, the first thing y/n noticed was how âlived inâ his dorm room looked, books and paper and pens scattered all around his desk, the big PC brightly lit the stuffy warm room allowing her to see more of his dorm, like the different pairs of beat up sneakers everywhere, the cup noodles next to his bedside table, a bottle of unscented lotion and a warn out box of tissues, posters of his dorky interests and characters all around his walls, little plushyâs of his favorite characters propped up against his bedpost, snack wrappers in and outside of the small trash bin next to his desk but one thing that caught her eyes was the crumbled up tissues that laid on his navy blue bedsheets, heat brewing in her lower stomach and between her plush thighs she walked to the medium sized bed and landed with a small bounce onto his bed
âdude seriously, why are you here barging in my room like thisâ gojo said, now standing awkwardly near the door while his hands shook, this was new to him. seeing the girl he so desperately tried ignoring due to the guilt and shame he felt eating away at him every time heâd lock eyes with her, how can you face the girl youâve masturbated to all semester? her gorgeous face bright and energetic, her shiny eyes staring back at him like his insults didnât faze her, seeing her tight clothes cling to her figure, smelling that sweet perfume sheâd wear, her pretty laugh bounced off the walls in his head every night as if she knew the dirty secret he had, like she was taunting or haunting him for being a gross gooner. he couldnât believe she came knocking on his door and shoving her way into his messy room as if this was the norm to her, as if she wasnât the reason those dried up cum tissues laid all around his bed, the same bed she just bounced onâŚ
âwhereâs your hospitality satoru? i just wanted to hang out with youâ a faked pout painted on her lips, her eyes still scanning the messy room âto hang out? listen iâm hanging out with my friends right now. i told you i was busyâ gojo said while pointing at his computer, his game was paused, headset placed on his sticky keyboard âso your friends matter more than me? am i not your friend?â she said while squinted up at the tall nervous wreck in front of her âwe barley even know each other for you to be considered a friend.â he sighed while tilting his head back running his fingers through his snowy white hair and over his face, his adamâs apple poking a little from his slim neck, the same neck sheâd mark up by the end of all this. y/n didnât reply but she knew his words were true, they didnât talk nor did they hang out with each other before now so she was pretty much a stranger to him, a stranger who wanted to fuck his brains out and make him hers. while she scanned his room, she turned her head to the bottle of lotion and tissues but something bright caught her eyes, it was a book or a magazine, the pages looked very used and bent out of place, she immediately grabbed it with a smirk on her face âwait wait no, why are you touching shit that isnât yours. no donât look at that. give it to meâ the panic in his voice was thick, the irritation from his voice immediately vanished when seeing her touching his porno mags it made the blood rush down to his semi hard dick, maybe he was a sadist but the embarrassment from being caught with pornos made him get rock hard in seconds âgive this back? why? this is your gooning material? is that why the pages are stuck togetherâ she definitely didnât need a response, she already knew the answer to that âstop wait, give me it back now, iâm being serious y/nâ gojo rushed to y/n, now theyâre both playing tug of war with the stiff magazine, his face beet red while y/n laughed at him in a mocking tone
gojo ripped the magazine out of her hands with a huff, his glasses lopsided âstop, these arenât pornos..i-i wouldnât just have those laying a-aroundâ gojo satoru stuttering? thatâs new, fuuuck did it feel good to have him this way, y/n needed to do more, she picked up one of the tissues from his bed and dangled it in the air âright but you would have dried cum tissues on your bed, just laying aroundâŚwho wouldâve thought the campus nerd would be such a gross pervert, cooped up in his room jerking off to porn magazine like itâs the 80âsâ y/n laughed at him, throwing the used up tissues at his feet âthose arenât- well i mean- thoseâŚif youâre here to make fun of me then congrats youâve done it. you came out of your way to bother me and degrade me unprovoked, happy?â red face, teary glossy eyes, shaky hands, heavy breathing
y/n got him where she wanted him
âyeah, iâm more than happy satoru..â bitting her lip to suppress any premature noises she might make âGREAT! NOW GOâŚplease..â he begged the pretty girl who sat on his bed like the devil in such a sinful disguise. y/n had enough with all the talking, she took her shoes off and placed them near the end of his bed then stood up to her prey
âw-what, y/n why are you getting closer to me? just stay over there..â gojo whined out, his thick eyebrows pulled together as he stared down at her, studying her face so close, seeing those plump lips, those low eyes burning through his leaving him feeling suffocated, he felt so intimidated but he canât lie, it was turning him on way too much. y/n reached out to touch his glasses, fixing them for him before they slipped off and hit the floor âwh-why are you so close me to? i can feel y-your chest on me..â his labored breathing made his chest rise up and down frantically, y/n stared up at him silently and then smiled at him, a gentle one this time, the smile he wanted to keep so he can see it and no one else, no one else deserves that pretty gift
âwanna see me undress?â
âW-WHAT? why would you say that? why would you even do that?â
y/n just laughed at him, having him pressed against the door with his shaky hands pressed hard against his bulge, him sweating nervously, him breathing hard without her doing much just egged her on, she pressed herself harder on him, her soft hands raked through his choppy hair and he sucked in a deep breath of air, choked up and strained âfuck, y/n your titsâŚplease what do you want? if this is a joke or another way to get me to do something f-for you then just g-go and leave me aloneâ gojo pressed himself against her, he couldnât help it, his dick strained hard against his sweats âdo you wanna see me undress?â y/n asked again âstop asking me that question, of course i want to see you undress! w-wait not like that i me-meant, y/n no stopâ gojo blurted out without, his brain wasnât working with his mouth, his brain went blank after seeing y/n pulled her v-cut top over her head and dropped it to the floor, her fingers looped around the waist band of her bottoms and now she was left in other her pretty underwear and bra ây/n please put your clothes back on, i didnât mean it like that, i meant like obviously youâre annoyingly hot so like what guy wouldnât wanna see you undress and have you naked, b-but that doesnât mean that i want to see you undressâ gojo said, completely lying to both himself and her, they both knew the words coming out of his bitten lips were a lie âthereâs so many different people you can go and be naked for, if this is some fucked up dare from your bitchy friends to pick on me or using this as some kind of blackmail then thatâs so fucked up, thatâs a new fucking lowâ gojo grumbled out, turning his head to the side, avoiding any eye contact with her. without looking gojo heard shuffling and something light hitting the sandy brown carpeted floor, he looked back in front of him and seen y/n, his pretty y/n with no bra, bare and vulnerable, harden nipples poking straight out for his attention, smirk wide and lustful, she hooked him right in
âfuuuuck, y/nâŚplease i canât handle this, this is too much..â he said, his voice shaky and small, his big palm squeezing his dick, a moan falling out of his mouth freely âitâs too much,hmm? then donât hold back, i donât want you to hold back. want to feel your hands on me so badly, pleaseâ y/n begged out, her smaller hands now gripping his, moving his hands up to her chest, he flinched back, as if her touching was burning hot âplease gojo, just touch me, touch themâ
ât-touch them? yes, wait no, or maybe. ughhh i do want to touch themâŚare you su-sure i can touch them?â gojo moaned out, his eyes low and his expression all fucked out, i havenât even touched him yet âmmmhm, you can touch them as much as you want baby, come hereâ y/n replied, pulling onto his hands again and placing them right on her plump breasts, his palms fit perfectly against her, his finger tips slightly pitching her harden nipples âtheyâre so soft, i-i never thought iâd ever feel them, iâve dreamt of this way too many nights.â gojo shamelessly admitted, grinding against her stomach softly âsuck on them, since youâve wanted this so badlyâ y/n demanded gripping at his frosty white hair âsuck them? a-are you sure im allowed, iâm more than happy just touching themâ shaky hands squeezing her chest a little harder and his lust blown expression was s sight y/n couldnât handle, a rigid moan passed her lips
âstop questioning me. donât you want to be a good boy for me? words said through gritted teeth, her manicured nails raking through his scalp then yanking harshly, a pained expression washed over his flushed face, his straight teeth biting down on his plush lips
âyessss fuck, yes iâm your good boy. iâll always be a good boy for you mommy pleaseâ gojo replied, his voice completely different from the regular voice she was used to, 3 times more higher, more whinier than normal. it was driving her crazy. âthen stop being so bitchy and do as i say. are you going to do that for me?â it wasnât really a question but she just wanted some confirmation that she was the one in control, she was dominating him and he would accept that fact âyes baby, mmm fuck, iâll do anything youâd ask me toâ his hair still in y/nâs tight grasp, the mixture of pain and passion was getting him close to his release
he definitely couldnât bust in his sweats right now, heâd never live that down.
y/n loosened her grip on him, her fingers slowly made their way past his hair all the way down to his chin, bringing him closer to her perked up nipples, arching her back once his warm lips embraced them. his hot tongue rubbing against the sensitive bud with urgency, his lips wrapping around them with so much desperation it was clear he didnât know what he was going but fuck it still felt good. âhmmmm yeah, mine, these are only for your bitch right?â his muffled moans echoed out, one hand pinching her nipple while the other squeezed his hard on âyeah baby, youâre all bitched out like a good boy for mommyâ groaning out as the wetness between her legs only grow more, rubbing her thighs together for any kind of sensation there.
y/n wanted to drag this out as much as she could so she put the next best thing into action âletâs move to the bed, come onâ trying to pull him off of her gently but his arms wrapped around her waist tightly while he sucked harder on her swollen buds âno, no i wanna keep sucking. i donât wanna let go, pleaseâ his teeth scraped against her, his needy lips pulling harshly. y/n grabbed onto his sweater hair and yanked him backwards successfully pulling him off of her. while still having an iron grip on his hair she threw him onto his bed and started rubbing his hard dick through his bottoms âW-WAIT,wait, wait..i havenât- i never gotten my dick sucked or anything before, if you do that now iâll probably finish too quickâ gojo embarrassingly and shamelessly admitted, his glasses foggy fell down to his cupids bow, hair stuck to his temples, his chest rapidly moving up and down âthis exactly how i want youâ
y/n pulled his sweaty shirt over his head, his glasses falling and hitting the cold floor then reached for his sweats, both his sweats and his boxers were down in one go, his dick sprung out without hesitation. his rosy pink tip already weeped out for her, the pearlescent white color was just pretty as low lidded eyes. she wrapped one hand around it then wrapped her lips around his tip with a hum, gojo shook and shuddered under her, the sensation was already too much for him. she swirled her tongue over his leaky tip then down the rest, incompetent mumbling and moans flowed out with no restrictions, no thoughts going through his head ây/nnnn fuck! please iâm so close, oh! thi-this is so embarra-embarrassing, please donât stop please. fu-fuck iâm cumming, iâm cumminggâ his hips stuttered, his pale knuckles grabbed onto the sheets underneath him as his body shook, his warm load spilled in her mouth and she took every last drop like a cum drunken slut âopen your mouthâ y/n demanded out, cum spilling a little from the corners of her lips âw-what, open my mouth but-â still fuzzy from his release, he didnât understand why she needed him to open his mouth, he didnât have much time to react before she sat her ass on top of his semi hard dick, her wet fingers opened his spit covered lips and poured his release directly into his mouth. the mixture of his cum and her saliva pooled in his mouth, y/n felt his dick get harder against her heat âswallow it. now.â her hands held shut his sharp jaw until she seen his adamâs apple bobbed down âsee? i swallowed it.â his pink tongue rolled out of his mouth, showing her that the translucent-pearly liquid was gone âsuch a good boy for meâ y/n caressed his face then leaned in for a kiss.
the kiss was raunchy, messy and passionate. y/n rubbed against his hard dick roughly, it was her turn to feel good now. pulling back from the kiss, she scratched her fingers crossed his sweaty bare chest, leaving bright red scratch marks in itâs wake, she leaned down and latched her lips on his neck, sucking deep purple hickeys all over his slender neck for every and anyone to see âi gonna ride you now, need to feel you deep inside of meâ y/n said, lust dripped from each world âw-what? but i just cameâŚi donât know if i can handle itâ his fucked out voice strained a little âwhat did i tell you satoru? stop questioning me unless you donât want to to be good for meâ y/n fake pouted at him, his chapped kiss bitten lips pouting as well, he wanted to be good her, he wouldnât dream of denying her for anything she wanted âiâd never say no to you, i am your good boy, please maâam use me any way you want. mark me up, slap me, iâm at your mercy. iâm grateful weâre in the same room even though iâm a dorky loserâ the messy words spilled into the air, her scent filled his senses he couldnât even think about anything other then the dream in front of âplease fuck me, please please i need you to use me, o-oh fffuckk fuckâ
the slick, hot walls of y/nâs pussy wrapped around gojoâs dick slowly, her heat tightly gripped his length and found itâs home inside her. sitting herself fully down his dick, the blissful stretch numbed her brain, feeling stuffed and stupid âshiiiit, youâre so deep, gonna fuck you real good baby. all for me, all mine and no one elseâsâ her voice possessive and rough, bounce hard and deep while the lanky white haired nerd moaned freely and loudly under her. the sound of their wet mess, sweaty skin slapping, heavy breathing, fucked out moans and the creaky bed springs went unheard, theyâre both so hot in the moment not giving a fuck about the world outside of his dorm room âkeep fucking me l-like this, oh fuuuck, yes maâam yes maâam iâm your loser, i donât deserve your beautiful pussy. use me up, iâm all yours. mmmmm oh gosh, i want you so b-bad, your my goddess. iâll be your personal fuck toy like a good boy!â gojo yelled out, his shaky sweaty hands gripping onto her waste for dear life, y/n rapidly bounced on his dick like he was nothing more than a dildo, going at her own speed and chasing her pleasure that was so close she could taste it
âshit shit shhhit, iâm so close baby, im so c-closeâ y/n whined out, going faster up and down on his long dick âf-f-fuck y/n can you slow down, iâm still really sensitiveeee, oh shit ahhâ he choked out, his hands moving up to her nipples and pinched them , overstimulating her over the edge âmaâam,ahhh, iâm so so sorry iâm gonna coming soon, please iâll try to hold back for you b-but i donât know how much i can t-taakeeeâ gojo cried out, his pretty blue eyes glistened with tears streaming down his red cheeks
he was crying under her? fuuuuck yeah, thatâs what y/n wanted ďżź
âyeah, oh god, iâm cumming, right there, rightt t-there fffuckkkây/n threw her head back in euphoria, her entire body violently shook, the sensation of the harsh throbbing in her pussy pushed gojoâs orgasm over the edge âfuck yeah, cum on my dick baby, give it to me please, you mean so much t-to me, fuck yes yesss, oh shit i-iâm cummingggâ satoru gojo cums deep in her womb, she felt the warmth of him seeping into her and she loved it.
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exhausted weighed heavy on her bones, suddenly feeling sluggish she rested her hot body on top of the shaky body underneath her, her ear pressed against his chest, the sound of his heartbeat thumping hard in his rib cage after the overwhelming experience he just felt with the girl of his dreams, literally. he reached an arm behind y/nâs back to soothe her by rubbing the smooth skin softly, he hoped this wasnât just a dream or a one night stand or something that was done because of the heat of the momentâŚ.he wanted this to be genuine, to be true because his feeling for her were
âstop overthinking, iâve wanted this, iâve wanted you since the beginning. i was just tired of beating around the bush about my feelings for youâ y/n confessed, her nose pressing against his warm collarbone ââŚi didnât think you felt the same way. i thought since you had everyone to your feet, you wouldnât care for me or even consider me as something more than a face you walked by in the hallsâ his voice tender, confessing was more vulnerable than being bare naked in front of her, he pulled her closer to his body and nuzzled against her, feeling her body heat to remind him that this wasnât a dream, this was reality.
âyouâre mine now. you still need to take me out on a date, the whole nine yardsâ y/n said, blissfully smiling, she knew she was going to end up in satoruâs arms and it felt better than she could ever imagine. gojo sighed comfortably and contently, a wide grin across his raw chapped lips
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girl get off that c.ai and embrace the 'x reader'
i need some fanfics about himmmmm please
why is he so cool and sexy here, very vampire coded
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â˘characters: professor!joel miller x fem!reader
â˘summary: professor joel wasnât the one to mess with. he was strict, cold, cut-throat and he never tolerated students who slacked off but there was one student he seemed to go easy on, the only student he was more lenient and kind to.. y/n l/n
â˘warnings: professor x student, joelâs an english professor,modern universe no outbreak, age gap (y/n is 20+ and joel is in his mid forties), height difference, use of she/her for reader, pet names used for both joel and y/n, daddy issues core, nsfw smut, a lot of dirty talk, joelâs down bad for y/n and so is y/n for him (they match each otherâs freak)
â˘a/n: only wrote this because i love the idea of professor joel:)) also iâm ovulating sorry!. was writing this while listening to âdonât stand so close to meâ by the police i didnât proofread so please excuse any typos
if you donât like this kind of fiction or find it weird, donât read!! likes, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated!! <3
joel miller was a name everyone knew on campus⌠his class wasnât for the weak. not because of how difficult his lectures were or how much heâd assign but because of how strict he was. joel miller never cared about being âtoo meanâ or âtoo harshâ he didnât mind giving out zeros over simple mistakes and he never gave extensions on any of his assignments. heâd always say âplay stupid games and youâll win stupid prizesâ after every lecture, it was his motto, a reminder to his students that half-assed projects and papers wasnât his standard and it wasnât tolerated in his classâŚbut of course thereâs always an exception, y/n l/n was the exception. the sweet and pretty girl that sat in the front row, the girl who listened intensely to every word he spoke, the girl who said good morning and goodbye before and after every single lecture, the girl who made his heart flutter like a dumb school boy whenever his eyes connected with hers during his lessons. she was the only one that had access to the softer side of him without even trying.
at first joel seen her as a typical student, a student that showed up, listened and turned in all her assignments but as the weeks went on he couldnât ignore her pretty smile painted on her glossed up lips, her starry eyes and the intoxicating smell of her perfume as she walked by him. he knew it was extremely wrong to find one of his students attractive but he couldnât help the way he felt about her, he couldnât help the scenarios that played in his head during his lectures or whenever he finally had a moment of silence. the thought of her laid out naked on his cool wooden desk, legs wrapped around his waist as he buried himself deep inside her soft velvety walls, her loud moans bouncing off the walls of the classroom and his big hand firmly wrapped around her warm neck
âfuck baby, this pretty pussy all mine? hmm? be a good girl and tell me how this dick has you feelingâ
âbeing so obedient for your professor while i got you spread open like a good slutâ
âfucking you raw and filling you up with my cum, wanna feel me dripping out of you for weeks huh baby?â
âwhy are you squirming honey, donât run, take it all. feel me deep in your wombâ
âshhh you can take it..yeah a little bit moreâ
âthis is what you needed from me, you needed to feel how a real man fucks. iâll take real good care of you baby, have you creaming all over me, mark this dick as yoursâ
âi know itâs too much baby but youâre gonna be good for me right honey?â
all the nasty things he wanted to whisper and moan in her ear as she gets absolutely wrecked underneath his big frame turned him on more than any porn or playboy he has ever seen, even making eye contact for three seconds gave him jerk off material for multiple nights straight.
as sinful as it was to want her all over him, he couldnât stop himself from the ache that grew in his lower stomach, the more he stayed up late at night thinking of her pretty face pressed against his bulge, kissing his dick through his boxers and whining for him to fuck her, the more addicted he got to her. he just needed to taste her, to be inside of her, to feel her smooth skin against his, even if it would be itâll be super risky and he can potentially lose his job, it was worth it, she was worth losing everything.
y/n l/n knew mr.miller was the one teacher on campus that every girl has tried to get with. many girls tried the stereotypical tactics like dressing provocative and scandalous every time they had his lectures or tried to get his attention by bending down to pick up their pens and pencils they purposefully dropped in front of his desk to get him to look at them or even tried gift giving, making sweet homemade treats or heartfelt cards to get him to fall for them but every single one of those girls failed terribly, they never got what they so desperately wanted from the older professor. his attention, his affection, his eyes, his long fingers caressing their skin was all they wanted from the brown eyed man but he never gave it to them, never fell for their tactics, he treated everyone equally and didnât encourage anything other than a professional relationship with each of his students and y/n knew that as well, even when she was just as interested in him as every other girl on campus. she knew heâd never see her as anything more than his student but she didnât mind, how could she when he was the nicest professor she had all semester, he never yelled or embarrassed her whenever she didnât know the answer to his questions, never drowned her with too much assignments or projects, he never gave her a hard time whenever she needed an extension. she was fine with daydreaming fantasies about her professor, even when he didnât feel the sameâŚ
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fridayâs lecture was joelâs favorite, not because it was his last class for the week, it wasnât because heâd finally have free time until the next lecture and it certainly wasnât because of the lazy low-life students who begged for an extension on his assignments even after he made it clear he wouldnât. friday was his favorite lecture because he got to see his girl, his dolled up pretty girl that made him weak in the knees the moment she walked into his lecture, sitting front row alert and eager to learn with those bright eyes he wished would roll back from the pleasure heâd give her.he couldnât help the jitttery feelings he felt when fridayâs lecture came, he loved being able to look at her and see the same face he dreamt about just the other night, the same face he wanted to ruin with tears and sweat and cum.
the beginning of class went by as usual, students would fill up the room and settled in, y/n would come in saying good morning to him as her perfume filled his senses sweetly and her face made his heart skip a beat, heâll greet his students and get straight into the lesson. as class finally wrapped up and the bell rang announcing that class was over everyone got up and headed out the door, emptying the classroom in less than two minutes but one student decided to stayâŚthe one student he craved the most and actually cared for. âmiss l/n you stayed? how may i help you?â joel said calmly, trying his hardest to hide the excitement he felt, finally having some one-on-one with her âwell, i wanted to ask you for some help on todayâs assignmentâŚif thatâs alright with you?â y/n asked, voice rang in joelâs ear like a beautiful symphony, he barely registered what she just said to him with how distracting her lips were but luckily he snapped back to reality and cleared his throat âof course itâs alright, come here and show me whatâs causing you confusionâ joel said while dragging a chair next to him at his desk, the same chair heâd use to prop one large foot up whenever he got tired of standing for too long during lessons. y/n gathered her belongings and immediately walked to her professor and sat in the chair next to him, being so close to him she could smell the woody scent of his cologne, she could see the golden highlights in his soft curls when the warm light hits them, the freckles scattered all over his strong side profile and neck, she could only bite her lip at the wet dream next to her, she needed to feel his nose pressing against her thighs as he teased her and kissed her knowing how desperate she needed his lips elsewhere âso, what was it that you needed help with?â joel suddenly asked, interrupting her sinful thoughts about him, the same thoughts she has been having since the moment she saw him on the first day of school âyeah um, iâm having trouble with setting up the essay. iâm not sure how iâll start it or what to write about firstâ y/n explained, her thighs clenching together knowing she wanted him closer, close enough to brush against his strong arms, the same arms she wished were wrapped around her neck in a headlock while he fucked into her âhmmâŚstart with stating your essay's purpose, engage me enough in the beginning. if you want to be more creative add..â joel explained but y/n just couldnât stay focused, she honestly didnât have any issues with starting her essay, she already started writing a draft the night before. the real intention she was sitting next to him after class was more inappropriate but she didnât care, she wanted his undivided attention, she needed to have his hot hands all over her âbut you know that i wonât be too hard on you, i know youâre a smart girl.â joel calmly said, his eyes burning into hers, his big brown eyes now low lipped staring her down as his lustful thoughts ate at him, he has never had her this close before and itâs addicting, seeing every gorgeous feature made his head spin and fuck, her smell isnât making his hormones act right, it wonât be long before he acts on impulse.
âi am a bit surprised you needed help with this essay. youâve never had any problems beforeâ joel said, it really didnât make sense why she was here asking for a little guidance on this assignment even though heâs not complaining at all, itâs still odd because this was one of the easiest essays compared to the other topics he made his students write about âi know, itâs just iâve been a little distracted recentlyâŚâ y/n replied, biting the cap to her pink pen âdistracted huh? been going to parties and all of that wild stuffâ joel awkwardly asked, he knew this wasnât an appropriate response but he needed to know whatâs distracting her, was it going out to parties in skin tight skimpy dresses? was it a boy? was he a limp dick frat boy that didnât even know where her clit was? or maybe it was him that was distracting herâŚhe hoped it was the last choice..
âno no itâs not parties or any of that, itâs a crush on a boy, a man thatâs been distracting me. itâs just stupid feelings you know?â y/n shyly said looking everywhere but at the man she was talking about âstupid? honey your feelings arenât stupid at all, itâs normal to have a little crush on someoneâ joel softly spoke, his voice as warm as his body temperature âwhy donât you just tell him you like him? whatâs the worse that can happen?âjoel said, resting his arm behind the chair she was sitting in, joel didnât know how to respond to his girl talking about someone who might not be him, the sharp feeling of jealousy peaked itâs nasty head up the surface âiâd get rejectedâŚand itâll be awkwardâ y/n replied, finally locking eyes with the man next to her, his eyes glued to her, sincerity swirling in them ârejected? i highly doubt someone with a functioning brain will reject a beauty like you, but if so, rejection is redirection. donât dwell on what couldâve been when youâre too bright and smart for settling downâ joel boldly stated, being a little open with his feelings toward her âyou think iâm a beauty?â y/n asked as she leaned into him little bit âwell of course honey, prettiest face everâ joel said, his bigger hands now resting on hers, the heat radiating from them felt comfortingâŚbut it also made her mind start wandering to places not even the most sinful person would allow their minds to go.
thinking of his taller frame swallowing hers as he pounded into her, legs spread wide while he split her open on his thick dick, his rough hands tightly wrapped around her neck as he grunted with pleasure, her sharp nails dragging down his tanned firm back, her head spun in euphoria while she moaned for him to go harder and deeper
âmr.millerâŚcan i be extremely honest with you?â y/n suddenly asked, joel still holding onto her smaller hands in reassurance âyes, alwaysâ joel answered quickly, a little too quickly but y/n didnât seem to mind ââŚyouâre the man iâm talking aboutâŚâ silence fell and the blaring sound of ringing was heard now, only for a moment until y/n spoke again âi know itâs highly inappropriate to confess something like this but i canât contain it anymore.. iâve spent too many night with you in mind, itâs driving me crazy joelâ y/n said,voice heavy with yearning and desire, she shouldâve felt embarrassed or ashamed or even idiotic to admit this to the same man she dreamt about, the same man she laid at night thinking about with her hands between legs touching her most sensitive area wishing it was his hands instead, but maybe if she finally confessed to him she can realize that heâs not the one for her, heâs just someone she ended up being infatuated with, heâs never going to see her as anything more than his student..just maybe
âsweetheartâŚthis is wrongâŚwe both know itâs wrong but quite frankly i canât find myself to give a fuck about wrongs or rights. iâve waited long enough to hear those words finally be admitted by perfect girlâ joel said lowly, like the words he spoke needed to be heard only by them, his heart thumbed hard against his chest it almost felt like itâll explode at any moment. his little student felt the same way, hearing his name come out of her plush lips with so much desperation turned him on more than normalâŚgod was he going to have so much fun with what is his.
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âcome, sit in my lap babydollâ joel groaned out, palming her lower back, slightly nudging her towards him, y/n immediately listened and wrapped her legs around his waist settling in his warm lap, joel moved his hands to her thighs, the same soft thighs he lustfully stared at during his lectures when she decided to show them off like a vixen, teasing him with what he so badly wanted to feel,to touchy, to bite, he can die peacefully knowing heâs getting the pleasure to do so now.
âjoel please. iâve waited long enough for you..â y/n moaned out, gripping onto his tight white dress shirt, his arms underneath meaty and firm âyou gotta tell me what you want baby, canât give you anything unless you use that pretty mouth of yoursâ joel grinned, him teasing her the same way she teased him all these months felt wickedly satisfyingâjoel i canât take it anymore, touch me please. touch me anywhereâ y/n whined out, her hands moved to her, urging for him to touch the places she wanted him to touch âanywhere? i need my baby to be more specificâ joel said, smirking at the desperation painted on her beautiful face, heâs waited long enough to have his girl in this position for so long, he definitely wanted to make the moment last as long as possible âjoel, just fuck me until i canât breathe, my bodyâs made to be touched by you and only you. please just take meâ y/n begged out, both hands holding onto his biceps as she grind against his clothed bulge, his tip hitting her clit so good, right where she needed it. âthereee we go honey, see, it wasnât so hard to ask for what you needed. i got you, donât worry that gorgeous head of yoursâ joel said, his voice raspy and rough, he couldnât handle the teasing anymore, he needed to taste her. he grabbed the back of her legs and placed her onto his desk, the same way he dreamed about for months on end, and finally seeing the beauty between those legs thatâs been kept hidden until now âhmm fuck all this for me? sheâs drooling all over the place for me darling. iâm gonna make you feel real goodâ joel moaned just at the sight of y/n slit, all wet and needy for his touch. joel dived straight into her core, tasting every flavor her body was willingly giving him, his tongue lapping in every direction and hitting her sensitive bud over and over again driving her insane, all she could do was cry out and tug on his soft curly strands of hair to keep him where she needed him most. joel loved the pain he felt when y/n yanked and pulled on his head, loved the taste of her cunt on his tongue, loved the lack of oxygen from being trapped between her legs, that meant his babygirl was getting close, he was the one getting her close to cumming and he absolutely loved it.
âj-joel, mmm fuck please, i canât take it anymoreâ y/n moaned out, her legs felt like jelly as they shook from the sensation of his tongue âyes you can, you can take more i know you can. need you to cum in my mouth sweetheartâ joel muttered out, his grip tightening around her thighs, keeping her firmly in the position he wanted her in, joel inserted two thick fingers into her hole to prep her, feeling her slick walls wrapping around his fingers almost made him cum straight into his boxers through his dress pants. the feeling became too much for y/n, the white hot tingling she felt all throughout her body was too much for her until she felt a snap, she felt the numbing warmth dripping out of her cunt as her legs went limp. joel grunted out once her nectar hit his tastebuds, he was addicted to his girl, addicted to her scent, her taste, her skin, everything and he needed more from her.
ânot done with you yet darling..â joel said, the raspy voice coming back as he reached for the button from his dress pants. he unzipped his pants and dropped them to his ankles revealing his dick, his large girthy length that was leaking pre cum made her mouth water, the tip curved and rounded, he was perfect. he grabbed onto the base of his dick and tapped his bulky head against y/nâs cunt to watch her flinch from the overstimulation âjoel youâre teasing me, please just fuck me alreadyâ y/n moaned through her bitten lips, reaching in between them and rubbing his tip against her weeping hole, begging for him to push into her âiâll fuck you baby, just tell me who you belong to, hmmmâ joel grunted out, biting his pink button lip while his low lidded eyes burned into hers âyou joel, i only belong to you, iâve always been yours, please just split me open on your dickâ y/n moaned out, her legs opening even wider to allow him more access to her twitching hole âyeahhhh baby, youâre mine, this beautiful face and pretty pussy is all mineâ joel smuggling said, he know heâd never go back to how things once were, the wet dreams where heâd imagine how sheâd sound underneath him, jerking off during those quiet late nights, the longing looks heâd give her during lecture, those moments now replaced with the real thing. touching her, seeing those pretty expressions and hearing those pretty noises she made just felt so right.
joel finally pushed his fat tip gently into her wet slit, they both moaned out loudly from how perfect the fit was. they were the perfect matching puzzle pieces for one another, the heat from her mushy walls and the feelings of his thick veins rubbing against her walls felt sinfully good. the deep and rough pace joel stroked into her cunt caused y/nâs eyes to roll back in pleasure âf-fuckk joel, mmm, right there please please donât stop, please donât stop babyâ y/n choked out slurred words, her arms pushing joelâs head lower to hers, wanting to feel his hot soft lips onto hers, joel moaned out from the sensation of her lips, the same lips heâd stare at while he taught his literatures, the ones that normally would be glossed up with sparkles now shinning with the mixture of their saliva ânever gonna stop honey, c-canât stop, you feel too fucking goodâ whispered joel, his mouth kissing all over her face, her neck, her chest, everywhere as he pounded into her hot cunt
âjoel youâre s-so deep, fuuckkk i feel you in my womb. mmmm please im getting closer, donât stopâ y/n cried out, her climax rushing towards her with every thrust he gave her, the in and out motion melted her brain into nothing, it was too much for her, with the feeling of his lips all over, the scratchy feeling of his bread against her sensitive hot skin was too much, and his scent, fuck, his scent was making her lightheaded âmmhmm, come on babydoll, you can come all over me, come on my dick. itâs yours, itâs just for youâ joel said through gritted teeth, speeding up his hips and pounding deeper into her wreaked body, his calloused rough hand around her neck for leverage, seeing the fucked out expression on that pretty little face was getting him closer to his releaseâjoellllll right there right there, mmmm ffuuckkkâ y/nâs words ripped out of her throat, her walls breaking down as her whole body shook from the strong orgasm she was feeling, that joel was making her feel âshit mmmm, iâm gonna fill my gorgeous girl up, have my seed leaking out of that messy pussy hmmâ joel said, pumping his dick harder into her cunt until he felt his hot cum painting her wet walls, y/n welcomed the feeling of it, she felt full and complete getting stuffed by him.
comfortable silence was all that was heard aside from the rapid heartbeats and panting breathing, the heated and lustful atmosphere now shifting into something more softer, something more delicate âbeautifulâŚso damn beautifulâ he whispered loud enough for her to hear âhow was everything? are you okay honey?â joel asked in a tone that y/n never heard before, a more low and calm tone that was filled with nothing but admiration, y/n couldnât help but shyly look up at the man who she adored, not only because he gave her the best sex she couldâve asked for, but because he cared for her the same way she cared for him, she finally understood that he didnât see her as his student that turned in her work on time or some silly college girl who had a delusional crush on her professor but someone who shared the same emotions and feelings as him, he seen her as y/n l/n and that was all she ever wanted.
âyes, iâm more than okay joel.â
can we start writing fanfics about characters that are now apart of a dead fanbase? i miss reading fanfics about jake sully, miguel oâhara, eddie munson, steve harrington and charlie swanđđđ
maybe iâll write for them after posting my joel fanfic