#higher ground

[m0mmyy3ss]

Raw.

[shattered-sky]

Hayden in a white tank top 🤍

[haydenssweetheart]

18+mdni, based on this request!!

scott barringer x reader

"it's wonderful." you smiled sweetly at your boyfriend, SCOTT BARRINGER, as he stood proudly in front of a picnic blanket displaying food and flowers. he was clearly over the moon in seeing your happiness at what setup he had created, though he wouldn't show it outwardly. you press a chaste kiss on his lips, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"wanted to do somethin' special for your birthday." he motions again to the setup, placed on a clearing of grass and wildflowers. the sun had just begun setting, casting an orange glow over the field.

"well it's absolutely that." you sit down, pouring a glass of wine, cheap for sure, you know scott knows nothing about wine- but he tried anyways. he sits down behind you, pulling you into his lap. his head rests on top of yours, his arms coming around your middle. you relax into him, watching the scenery in front of you, the sun slowly setting, the lazy breeze that occasionally drifted the flowers.

scott, after some time, starts to press soft kisses against your neck and under your earlobe. you hum at the sudden increase in intimacy and he continues, his hands starting to wander down your hips to steady on both your inner thighs.

"in the field scotty?" you whisper, but you already know his answer, especially at this rate.

"lemme fuck you and make what i'm looking at even better." he nips your earlobe, before his hand disappears under your white linen dress, one that truly did not stand a chance tonight. he palms your clit on the outside of your lace panties, before giving you a push forward onto your knees. you lean forward, arching your hips upward towards him. he presses a kiss on your still clothed pussy, before slipping it to the side and running a finger along your slit, which was now becoming increasingly wetter.

you can almost see his boyish grin as he gives a playful slap on your ass before his cock is pressing against your entrance, eliciting a moan from you. your wine, food, anything else on that blanket is long forgotten as he pushes in, burying himself deep into you. he pauses when he bottoms out to adjust, a hand on your hip, another buried in your hair.

"happy birthday baby." he murmurs, before his pace becomes something that could put you in a coma, something that has your eyes rolling back and barely able to catch a breath. there's something ironically meaningful in the filthy things coming from his mouth in contrast with the stunning scenery in front of you.

"mmm... atta girl. take it." another slap on your ass, a squeeze, before he reaches around to roll your nipple between his thumb.

"scott... m'gonna cum!" the pressure in the position had finally broken the dam, you could feel it crashing onto you.

"yes baby, cum for me. you're dripping." his voice is soaked in lust, his strokes becoming uneven, any rhythm lost. you can tell he's holding back, waiting for you to finish before he releases, he wants to feel you squeeze him as his final stroke. it happens one moment after another, it rocks through you, a shudder making you grip the blanket. his grip on you becomes intense, his movement stuttering before he's pulling out and painting your back and ass with his cum.

you drop to your stomach, as he blots your back with napkins from the basket.

"i should take you on scenic trips more often, hm?"

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[h4yden-skywalker]

random hayden gifs pt. 3 :>

(all from pinterest)

[agirlfromnaboo]

How it feels to be a Scott Barringer fan in a sea of Anakin Skywalker and Sam Monroe content

[scottsbarringer]

HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN as Scott Barringer

Higher Ground 1.17 — Daised and Confused

[oconnerkelly]

The Hayden Christensen and Paul Walker cinematic universe.

[anakinstwinklebunny]

PAIRING: teen dad!scott barringer x teen mom!reader

Author's note: this a request but my internet was playing jokes on me and it got deleted :// also the baby girl is called ava, as you wanted but I just feel in my bones that scott would affectionately call her mitsy..

FLUFF ❦

SCOTT BARRINGER’s head was half cuddled in a pillow when he felt the first in this hour poke. It was a soft little jab against his exposed cheek, then another, before tiny fingers became more insistent to catch his attention..at 2am. His sleep was already threading through thin ice, causing Scott to easily wake up and let out an exhausted groan, barely managing to crack one eye open. After that, he was immediately met with a pair of wide, bright blue eyes and a messy mop of curls tousled from sleep (or rather lack of it).

“Dada!”

The enthusiasm was off the charts for such early hour

Scott blinked, trying to make sense of the chaos. His brain slow to catch up. “Missy?” he rasped, voice rough.

Beside him, you were half-sprawled over the blankets, one hand fisted in the sheets, still very much unconscious. Your cheek was smushed into the pillow, a tiny snore escaping every few breaths. You were out.

Meanwhile, the little gremlin you two had somehow created last year was squirming happily between you both, chubby hands patting Scott's everything.

He scrubbed a hand over his face. “Babe,” he mumbled, nudging you hopefully awake. “Your daughter’s insane.”

You just grumbled something that sounded suspiciously like your daughter, rolling over with a groan. Scott snorted.

“Dada!” the baby insisted again, more excited this time, little legs kicking wildly against the sheets. Tiny fist closed around the collar of his t-shirt, trying to tug at it to somehow pull him closer, if possible.

“Okay, okay,” he chuckled, sitting up. “I’m awake. Jeez.”

She beamed, gummy smile stretching wide and being all bright, eyes crinkling at the corners—just like Scott’s. His chest ached, although he won't admit it to anyone really.

Another glance at the alarm clock told him it was a quarter past two. Great. Perfect. Just perfect. But then his daughter squealed happily, smacking a tiny hand against his jaw, and Scott couldn’t even find it in himself to think of much bigger complains.

So he scooped her up, pressing a kiss to her chubby cheek. “What’s got you all excited, huh?” he whispered, voice soft and fond. “It’s way past your bedtime, missy.” she just giggled of course, grabbing at his face with both, greedy hands, babbling some kind of happy gibberish that Scott was pretty sure was a baby curse word. He grinned, shaking his head. “You are crazy..but that's okay, it's not your fault you got mommy's genes” he murmured, rubbing a thumb over the soft skin of her cheek.

You whined from your spot on the bed, burying your face deeper into the pillow. “You’re both banned from the bed,” you grumbled, words slurred and exhausted, though your voice was all fondness and sleep. "I love her, but—please. Please.”

Scott just rolled his eyes, scooping the baby higher on his hip. “C’mon, trouble,” he murmured to her, smiling. “Let’s give momma some peace.”

So that’s how he ended up on the living room floor at 2:30 a.m., surrounded by a tsunami of pastel toys and fluffy blankets, a sleepy smile tugging at his lips while the baby girl flailed around like a feral toddler. She had to make it a habit, and smacked a stuffed bunny into his face, squealing happily. Scott sighed, catching her tiny hands in his, watching how she drooled over her own smile. Thumbs run over the pudgy soft skin before he did something bold (for someone like him) and pressed kisses to her chubby fingers until she would dissolve into giggles, wiggling around in his lap. He was tired. So tired. A good amount of coffee won't fix that exhaustion. But damn, was it worth it..

And when she finally wore herself out, tiny fists rubbing rather clumsily at her eyes, head drooping against his arm, Scott melted a little. He scooped her up, tucking her beneath his chin, fingers carding through her messy, thin nest of hair. She let out a tiny sigh, cheek smushed against his skin.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to her temple. “Thought you were a big girl, huh?”

She just grumbled something that sounded suspiciously (for Scott who made it his job to analyze her baby language) like ‹dada› and nuzzled deeper into his chest, fingers burying in his shirt, making sure he still will be here when she'll wake up.

Scott smiled, eyes crinkling, thumb brushing over her back in gentle circles. “Love you, little missy,” he murmured, voice low and tender. “Love you so much..”

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