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[gsbabygirl]

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[aya-fay]

Prompt: “Just close your eyes and breathe.” &  “You’re so mean when you talk about yourself.”

Author: Aya-Fay

Fandom: -

Pairing: G-Eazy x reader (platonic)

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“How could this fucking happen?” Gerald’s frustrated groan rang through the recorder room as the meaning of newest text slowly started to sinking in. He just got damped. And it happened right after he promised that thinks will get better. So much for wishful thinking.

Well, truth be told, things did get better, but the girl he thought he loved and who he thought loved him in return was not in the picture to watch him getting greater.

Sad, he was left the studio and walked to the parking lot, lighting up a cigarette and smoking, feeling as his muscles started to relax as the smoke was dissolving into the night’s dim light.

“Just close your eyes and breathe.” Came from the left side of his sudden occupation near the wall. He turned his head towards the source of an unexpected voice, watching a small figure started to become more and more visible as it got closer and closer.

“Dude, you look hella awful! What happened to you this merry night?” The figure asked, as it turned out to be a petite young woman about his age, whose posture was showing her stressed out mood. She was wearing black jeans, black top and black long cardigan to top it all up. She gave out the sense of style he has never seen before.

He handed her a cigarette with one hand, which she gladly took and, put in her mouth as she bowed her face to his hands for fire. As she lit the cigarette, she looked closely at the man next to her.

Taking a drag, she smiled as the smoke filled her lungs and looked down, waiting for the stranger next to her to say something. She has already said more than enough.

“Breakup.” Said the man, as he slowly was smoking his cigarette, watching the earth under his feet in shame. “I might not be the best person in the world. Could actually be the worst one, but it was not intentionally!” He angrily started, but was suddenly stopped by soft woman’s hand on his shoulder.

“You’re so mean when you talk about yourself. It couldn’t be good for anyone and most definitely not good for you.” The woman said, smiling at him as if she knew him his whole life. “I might not be a psychologist, but I do recognize the view of regret when I meet one. And yours is too consuming and too far mixed with guilt and sadness, darling.” She smiled as she handed him a small piece of paper with her number on it. “If you ever need a stranger to talk to – go ahead and call me. I know the feeling of being lost and depressed too well, to let it consume another person.”

And with that she was gone, leaving the feelings of happiness and confusion taking their rightful place in his soul. Never has he ever met this woman before, nor will he meet her after, but in that exact moment, he felt like he was holding on to the feeling of calmness she gave him. And that was more than enough.

[gsbabygirl]

New Years Eve with G-Eazy - blurb

A/N: I’m finally back! Finals at UNI is ridiculous lol anyways request more here or here. Y/N - your name

“Why did we thinking having a New Years Eve party here, at the house, was a good idea?” I asked G, as I swept up a broken champagne flute into the dustpan he was holding.

“Because we wanted to get drunk and not worry about getting home,” G laughed as he dumped the broken glass into the trash can. “ Anyway, the nights’ almost over,” he said pointing towards the clock on the wall.

It was 11:45 p.m. but it felt like 2 a.m. since I had to keep making sure no one was destroying the house. “You look beautiful tonight, Y/N,” he said, placing a small kiss on the tip of my nose.

Gerald was the best boyfriend I could ever ask for. He is sweet, compassionate, kind, and did everything in his power to keep me happy. I placed my hand on the back of his neck and connected our lips. 

“Thank you for being amazing,” I said after we broke the kiss. He winked and grabbed my hand and led me out of the kitchen onto the balcony. 

“Your whole outfit and makeup is gorgeous, girl!” I heard as a hand touched the small of my back. I turned and saw that it was Jess.

“Thank you! You look amazing too! So do you Bobby!” I saw as I looked at one of the most beautiful couples I ever had the pleasure of meeting. 

As we all stood on the balcony, we heard everyone inside counting down from ten. I turned to Gerald and looked him deep in his eyes. Our lips connected as as everyone yelled ‘Happy New Years’. The fireworks in the background is exactly how it felt every time G and I kissed. I’m so happy to be with this amazing man.

[gsbabygirl]

He Gets Jealous

A/N: y/n – your name

I love going to G’s concerts. He recently just put out an album so he took me on tour with him. Today he was going to perform at one of the biggest venues he’s ever been at: Staples Center in Los Angeles. Gerald hid it well but I knew he was nervous.

“Baby, you’re gonna do great,” I try to encourage him. He looks up and smiles. The intro of his new album began to play which was cue for him to get on stage. I give him one last kiss before walking to the side stage to watch the concert. He is unbelievable. The courage and strength he has to go in front of 21,000 people and perform was inspirational. I watch for an hour or so and then I went to G’s dressing room.

* Skipping to the final performance *

As the concert was ending, I head back to the side stage to watch him perform his final song. After he raps his last song, he exits the stage straight towards me. Although he is sweaty, I still hug and kiss my man.

“You did so good baby,” I said as he picks me up.

“Thank you, babe! Now it’s time for the after party,” he laughs.

* After Party *

“You did great tonight,” I said to Blizzy “How are you so calm when you’re performing in front of 21,000 people?”

“I don’t have stage fright,” He laughs. “Plus no one is paying attention to me. They are there for Gerald.” Blizzy and I converse on a small couch as G was drinking and dancing with some other friends. The after party is at a nearby penthouse, with the most beautiful view, from Air BNB. It is the perfect place for a party. I feel a burning sensation as if someone is staring at me. I look up and Gerald and I make eye contact. He keeps looking over at Blizzy and I. He has fire and anger in his eyes. He’s jealous. ‘How can he be jealous? Gerald is perfect,’ I thought. We’ve only been together a couple of months but I wouldn’t want anyone else. Anyway, Blizzy is like a brother to me.

About an hour goes by and Blizzy leaves to get sleep. After he left, I got up to go get a drink from the bar area. Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me. I turn around with a glass of whiskey in hand and am met with a jealous-faced Gerald. “Come here,” he said grabbing my hand and leading me to an empty bedroom. I walk in, set my glass on a nearby side table, and turn to look at him. He locks the door and I knew something was up. Anger is radiating off his body.

“What’s wrong,” I ask approaching him.

“You want Blizzy,” He said offensively, taking a step closer to me.

“What- No! Of course not,” I reply astonish. “Where did you get that crazy idea from?”

“It was obvious that he wanted you! The way you dressed, the attention you were giving him! But sorry to him but you’re mine,” G said causing me to back into a wall. I wasn’t going to lie. This was hot! The way he’s pressing his body against me, his hot breath, and the way his arms imprison me between his rock-hard body and the cold wall.

“Gerald, I don’t want him. I swear. I want to be with you and only you,” I pleaded to him.

“You wanna be mine,” His raspy voice washes waves down my neck asking me.

“Yes I wanna be yours,” I said. Our eyes meet and the anger he had in his eyes disappears. It didn’t only disappear, it was replaced. Replaced with lust. His hand grip my jaw, moving it to one side. His lips connect with the skin on my neck. He kept sucking on my sweet spot. His tongue flicks over the spot repeatedly, leaving the spot feeling raw. Moans escaping my open mouth causing me to tilt my head more to give him more access. His hands roam my body. Down my neck to my breasts giving them a nice squeeze before continuing his adventure. His hands wander down to my hips to my ass. His hands grip the hem of my shirt, lifting it over my head to reveal my black lace bra.

“Jump,” he said holding me for support. I jump up and wrap my legs around his waist. He held onto me and walked me over to the bed and laid me down. He pulls off my shoes then my jeans exposing my clothed womanhood, his lustful eyes connecting with mine. “So, you think you can go and flirt with other guys and make me jealous and think I’m not gonna do something about it,” he growls.

“Gerald, that’s-“

“Did I say you can talk,” he interrupts, menacingly. “Exactly. Now I’m gonna show you that you’re mine and no one else’s,” he whispers, taking his shirt off, as he kicks his shoes away. My eyes were fixating on his belt. He notices my newly placed attention and decides to tease me. Slowly, he unbuckles his belt pulling it from every belt loop to torment me. He knows exactly what he’s doing and what he’s doing to me. He drops his belt on the floor and takes a step closer to me. He unbuttons his jeans and slowly unzips exposing his dark jean boxers.

I’m laying down on my back on the bed propping myself up on my elbows watching him. He walks over and pushes me down onto the bed so I’m lying flat. “You like making me jealous, don’t you,” he asks as he pulls my black thong to the side. “You love to watch, too? Watch this.” He kneels at the end of the bed and spreads my legs wide open. He thrusts two fingers deep in me.

“Oh my God,” I moan out as pleasure radiates throughout my body. His fingers thrusted in and out of me as his licks and bites my inner thigh.

“I bet Blizzy got you this wet, didn’t he,” he spits at me.

“Yo-,“a moan interrupting me as he slid a third finger in. His head dips between my thighs and his tongue flicks on my clit. The pleasure was becoming too much to bear. “Gerald- Gerald I’m about to cum,” I moan out as ecstasy was about to take over.

Gerald stops and looks up between my legs. “I’m gonna make sure you know that you are mine.” He stands up and pulls me to the edge of the bed. Gerald thrusts into me so hard and I feel full.

“Geral-,” I scream out from the sudden pain. “You’re so big.” He kept pounding into me faster and faster. I could feel the pressure building up inside of me and I can’t hold it in much longer. Gerald’s thrusts became sloppy and I knew he was close too. “Daddy, I’m gonna cu-“ I was cut off by the sound of my own moans. Gerald came and laid down beside me.

“What are you,” He asked.

“I’m yours,” I replied.

“That’s right, babygirl,” He said kissing my forehead before getting up to gather our clothes.