Y’all ever read such a good fic with a nice plot just with so many spelling errors?!? Like TF you mean he was “grinong” in her ear or “taiek” her by the waist??
ത new—Ray x f!reader, Elliott x f!reader, Sam x f!reader
— 𝐑𝐚𝐲 ❤︎
𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍 your last night with your boyfriend Ray
𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐘 Ray is about to feel a whole lot closer to home
𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 Ray is about to feel a whole lot closer to home again
𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐆𝐍𝐈𝐙𝐄 horny calls with Ray
𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 Ray knows exactly how to take care of his girl
𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 Ray was always disciplined, proud and careful. but one night, one mission, tests both of you.
𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 munch!Ray who loves eating pussy
𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 Tommy and Ray’s turn with barracks bunny!reader
𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 & 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 moving is hard especially when your boyfriend can’t keep his hands off you
𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 Ray’s favorite part about being on watch duty is being able to indulge in sweet thoughts about you.
— 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲
𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐲 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 Ray wouldn’t mind Tommy using those sweet pictures you send him would he?
𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐖𝐀𝐘 Ray finally comes back home but not without bringing along a couple friends. for Tommy this was going to be harder than he expected.
𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐲 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 the only place your not Ray’s is in Tommy’s dreams
𝐁𝐀𝐆𝐒 a simple encounter with Tommy in a grocery store leaves him love struck
𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 Tommy loves finding new ways to fuck barracks bunny!reader
𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 Tommy gifts you something BIG and he can’t wait to watch you use it
𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 Tommy and Ray’s turn with barracks bunny!reader
𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 Tommy shows you just how strong he is
𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 virgin!readers first time with tommy
— 𝐒𝐚𝐦
“𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲” Elliott, Sam & Erik filling up barracks bunny!reader
𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞 waking up horny and needy with Sam right next to you
𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 a small joke turns into you laid over his lap.
𝐭𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 helping Sam adjust mentally and physically
𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 sucking Sam’s dick for the first time
𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 lazy morning sex with sam
𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐰 sam loves his girl head to toe and he’s not afraid to show it
— 𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐤
“𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲” Elliott, Sam & Erik filling up barracks bunny!reader
𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 Erik and his growing feelings for barracks bunny!reader
𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 Erik coming home to his sweet wife who can’t help but become a emotional mess
𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 welcome home sex with Erik
𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 introducing your slightly older boyfriend to your parents for the first time
𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐲 watching Erik become a father was one of the sweetest things
𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 Erik is always torn into a thousand pieces, torn in a thousand ways when he’s fucking you so sweetly.
— 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭𝐭
“𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲” Elliott, Sam & Erik filling up barracks bunny!reader
𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚 Elliott can’t help but get horny and all riled up after watching the “call on me” music video. needing a little extra help from his fiancee
𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐎 Elliott shaving off the mustache you love so much, but he makes it up to you.
𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐦𝐚 your last night with Elliott before he leaves for good
𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 after an argument Elliott shows you where that mouth belongs and how to properly apologize
𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 Elliott figured if something sweet wanted to find him now, even if it came in a envelope from someone years younger than him, he’d be damned if he turned it away
𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 purposely making the handyman’s job hard or making him hard?
𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 your husband Elliott starts feeling the distance of deployment weighing in.
OMG imagine kit and reader begin co stars in something and people making those compilations of them that are like “____ and ____ acting like a couple for 12 minutes and seven seconds straight” 🤭🤭🤭
oh im SOOO on for this🤭✨
the compilation
summary - you and kit are secretly dating but the fans are too perceptive and make a montage of your flirtiest moments
pairing - kit connor x co-star!reader
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The video started with a short video of Kit being filmed for an interview, where he had to describe his co-star.
“What do I think about Y/N in 5 words?” He asked the man behind the camera.
The reporter confirmed the question and waited for Kit to respond.
“I don’t think there’s 5 words that are good enough.” Kit mumbled to himself but the microphone attached to him picked it up.
The rest of the people in the interview room swooned, but Kit was too busy trying to come up with a good enough answer to see.
“Okay…” Kit sat up straight, ready to answer properly.
“Kind. I know it’s a basic one, but it’s just true.”
“Funny. I’ve never known someone who could make me belly laugh before Y/N.”
“Compassionate. No matter how hard Y/N’s day is, you will always be granted a hug.” Kit laughed at that one, hearing how cheesy he sounded.
“Unpredictable. I feel like that needs no explanation.”
“And….” Kit smirked then, the camera zooming in on it, as he tried to think of an appropriate thing to say last, “I’ll go with safe.”
“Safe?” An interviewer questions.
“Yeah.” Kit responded with no intention to explain himself.
Once you watched the interview you would know exactly what he meant though, because you felt just as safe with Kit as he did with you.
🌊.
The next few clips were a compilation of videos that had been secretly recorded of you two from set or from friends.
The movie you’d been filming together had been a romance, which had only magnified your relationship seeing as you’d actually met through a mutual friend; Joe.
Joe would argue that he was the reason you were together. Kit would argue that it was his charm solely that got you together. You would argue that it was a bit of both, just to keep the peace.
The first clip that played was from a day that you visited the Heartstopper set.
You, Joe and Kit were all laying in “Nick’s” bed, laughing at something that Kit had just said. It must have been ridiculously funny because the next thing that happened was you rolling off the edge of the bed and onto the floor with a thump.
Kit had rolled to try and catch you but the thump on the floor suggested otherwise. The situation only made you laugh harder.
The second clip was something from Joe’s Instagram story, where he was filming a group of you walking down the River Thames. You were hitching a ride on Kit’s back, his arms around your legs that were wrapped around his waist. Your arms dangling around his neck and your cheek pressed against his.
The third clip was on the set of your new movie together.
You were both in Kit’s trailer and practicing some lines.
“You said you didn’t care!” You shouted, playing your character Rosa.
“Well I lied. I do care.” Kit shouted back, looking from his script to your face, playing his character Oscar.
“You’re insufferable.” You groaned.
“I’m sorry that me trying to figure out my feelings for you is insufferable.”
“F-feelings?” You questioned, your voice going quieter.
“I thought I was being obvious.” Kit chuckled, “Did you not think that there might’ve been a reason I cared that you kissed Danny?”
“Oh.”
“Yeah. I cared because I wished you’d been kissing me instead.”
Then Kit broke character and launched himself on you, pretending to kiss you all over. You were belly laughing as Kit crushed himself over you, pushing you into the leather sofa that you’d been sitting on.
“Kit get off!” You laughed and then the video cut, leaving the viewers to question what happened next and curse whoever had decided to stop recording.
🌊.
The video then cut to an interview you’d done together and it had gone viral mainly for the way Kit had been looking at you throughout the whole thing.
It had been a normal interview and yet Kit had been feeling the extra love towards you that day, so he sat and watched you answer lovingly.
There had even been a point where he got caught, but that hadn’t worried him.
“And Kit? Your answer?” The interviewer asked.
He looked from you to the interviewer, realising he’d been asked something.
“Oh I’m so sorry. Could you repeat the question please?” He laughed it off, as did you and the interviewer.
“I was just wondering what attracted you to the role of Oscar?”
Kit hummed with a smile, forcing himself to not say your name as the answer. You nudged his shoulder to pull him out of his head.
“I think….”
🌊.
Then there was the interview where you’d been really anxious in.
It had been a rubbish day from start to finish, mainly because the anxiety weighing on your chest had been so heavy all day.
It was in an interview close to the end of the day that the small, intimate, moment came from.
“And I think that’s why we resonate–.” The interviewer was talking.
“I’m so sorry, can we stop for one moment please.” You interrupted in the most polite way you could.
“Yeah of course.” The interviewer nodded, sitting patiently.
It was not unknown that you suffered with anxiety, in fact you were pretty open about it. Why hide something that was such a huge part of you, especially when you were in a position where you could help break the stigma surrounding it.
Kit swerved his body so the cameras could no longer see you, just see his back. He knew the cameras would keep rolling and your mics would stay on, but he was trying to do whatever would be most comfortable for you.
“I’m sorry.” You could be heard saying.
Kit’s hands could be seen moving around to meet yours, both of your hands situated in your lap now. You’d often spoken out about how physical touch can ground you in these situations.
“No. Don’t be sorry.” Kit said, waiting for you to give the signal on whether he should or shouldn’t keep talking.
“Just felt a panic attack coming and I wanted to calm it before it actually came.”
Kit nodded.
“You did good. You’re doing good.”
“Thank you.” You whispered.
It was at least another three minutes before you felt okay enough to mentally return to the room. Kit turned back around in his chair, but kept ahold of your hand with his.
You apologised to the interviewer again, but she was completely fine with it and the producers had allowed her to regain her allotted interview time.
“Would you mind keeping that footage? I would quite like to share it to show that even ‘celebrities’ can feel like rubbish sometimes.” You laughed, Kit squeezing your hand in the process.
“Of course.”
“Ready?” Kit asked you once more. You nodded and the interview continued, Kit holding your hand for the rest of it and then for the rest of the day.
🌊.
The video ended the same way it began.
It was a similar interview to Kit’s, where you got asked to describe Kit in 5 words.
You couldn’t help but smile, because you love sharing the love so much - especially when it’s about your boyfriend who you care about a lot.
“Loyal. He’s so loyal to his friends and family.”
“Kind. He has so much love in his heart and he always shows it in the little moments.”
“Artistic. I don’t think he would agree, but he is.”
“Magnetic. Kit just attracts anyone and everyone to him, you can’t help but love him.”
“And one more?” The interviewer asked.
You pondered for a moment.
“Grumpy. You would not believe how much of a grump he is in a morning.” You laughed, not even thinking about the repercussions of admitting that you see Kit in the mornings.
It’s not a surprise that you’re both trending the next day and there’s a million theories about you two. Hence why the compilation video is made.
request: Could I request a Kit Connor x Male Reader, Where Kit has not been able to get any sex this winter and is really pent up. So, reader, being his great bestfriend, starts teasing, with always talking sexually, starting to dress more revealingly(is that a fucking word?) And starts to flirt more, but then leave him out to dry. One night at Kits premiere, the reader dresses in a very provocative outfit(idk if a dress or a suit, you can pick), and that's the last straw for Kit. Kit drags reader home, leaving his own premiere. At home Kit throws reader onto the bed, ties him up, and possessively fucks him till he's filled with so much cum that, there will be a bump in readers stomach.
it's amazing that a fine man like kit couldn't get anyone to date him let alone get laid but it was amusing to watch, he was all pent up everytime he was around because jerking off was not doing the job, he needed a hole to milk his cock for everything it had
so it's only best that you help your best friend out a little by being the little tease you are, anytime you guys hung out you always flirted with him hard and wore the sluttiest outfits, you could see him trying to hide the boner he had
but it never went any further than just some lingering touches and 'fuck me' eyes you gave him but to kit this was torture he wanted to bed you over and dump load after load into your ass untill your legs were shaking
one night during movie review you decided to show up in the revealing outfit that made your ass look amazing and kit noticed it a little to much, as in like staring at you the whole night
"you gonna keep staring or are you gonna give me a compliment" you tease snapping right out whatever lottle trance he was in "y-yeah you look amazing" he says seemingly sounding like he's holding something back
"you okay there big boy" you move closer with a smirk on your face "yeah a-okay" he dryly chuckles "you sure, because you seem a little distracted" you were so close kit could feel your breath on the side of his neck and he just couldn't handle it anymore
"fuck it" he mutters under his breath before grabbing you arm and dragging you to his car and driving you home, the whole time his mind was just running with what he was gonna do with you when he got home
the moment he got you in his bed he was ripping you clothes off and kissing all over your amazing body "im gonna fuck you till you pass out" kit growls as he pulls something out from his night stand
turns out it was rope, kit starts tying your arms to the bed before getting in between your legs and slipping in you, and god was he big he was bulging your stomach out with how hard he was fucking you
and with how pent up he was he came within the minutes he was in you but that didn't stop him from continuing fucking you, his cum working as lube "oh fuck" kit groans out wrapping his hands around your thighs to make sure your ass stays right where it is
"god fuck me harder" you moan pulling at the restraints around your wrist till they were red "fuckin' hell" he mummers out loud as he cums again, his hips jerking into you, his mind was telling him to slow down a little bit but his body was not listening
your eyes were rolling back and you were just a moaning mess "always fucking teasing me how do you like it now huh" kit says pinning your thighs to his chest harder and harder till you were sure it was gonna leave a mark
"m'so sorry please kit" you whine out "mm mm a please isnt gonna get you out of this" he laughs grabbing your face to look right at you as you mouth lols open and drool falls down your cheek "want me to fill you up" he asks chuckling at the way your eyes dilated at the thought
and all you could do was nod "use words" he taunts you "please cum in me daddy" you whimper mouth wide open to let out a guttural moan as you cum, and why not take the opportunity, your mouth all open below him so kit spits in in your mouth
"yeah you like that" kit asks with a smirk "mhm" you nod "oh fuck" kit groans before filling you up with his cum, your legs wrapping around his waist to make sure he gives your hole every last drop "shit that was good" kit huffed letting go of your thighs and hovering over you
"i really gotta start teasing you more if it means i get fucked like this" you chuckle still out of your mind "well i hope you can handle it" kit smirks
Genre: Pure fluff / established relationship / sightseeing in London
The morning starts like a dream.
You wake up to the softest touch on your cheek Kit’s knuckles brushing your skin, his sleepy smile already in full bloom. The sky beyond the windows is a hazy blue, the kind London specializes in cloudy with the occasional golden glow peeking through, like the sun is playing hide and seek.
“Rise and shine, love,” Kit murmurs, his voice rough with sleep as he dips his face close to yours. “I’ve got a surprise day planned. No phones. No work. Just you and me, yeah?”
You blink up at him, still cocooned in the soft duvet of his flat, your heart already melting. “A whole day? Just us?”
“All yours,” he says, brushing a kiss to your forehead. “London’s waiting My love .”
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Stop One: Borough Market
The smell of fresh bread and sizzling food stalls wraps around you like a warm scarf. Kit’s hand is tucked firmly in yours as you wander past bakeries and flower stalls and an old man selling homemade jams. He insists on buying you a croissant (“for strength,” he claims), and you end up feeding each other flaky bites as you go.
You snap a silly picture of him holding up a sourdough loaf like it’s a trophy, and he grins at the camera, cheeks dusted with powdered sugar.
“That one’s going on the fridge,” you laugh.
He shrugs, smug. “I look good next to carbs.”
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Stop Two: South Bank Walk
You walk along the Thames, the wind playing with Kit’s hair as he points out every little detail “That’s where I used to sneak off with Joe after auditions,” he says, or, “That cafe over there has the best oat milk lattes in the city. You’re trying one. It’s law.”
He buys you a coffee and wraps both your hands around the cup because “You always forget gloves.”
When the London Eye looms in the distance, Kit tugs you toward it. “You’ve never been, have you?”
You shake your head, a little bashful. “I always thought it was too touristy.”
“Then we’re doing it. For the vibes.”
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Stop Three: London Eye
You’re in one of the pods, hovering high above the city. Kit stands behind you with his arms wrapped around your waist, chin resting on your shoulder. The view is stunning rooftops stretching into the distance, Big Ben standing tall, and the winding Thames like a silver ribbon.
But you can’t stop looking at his reflection in the glass, the way his eyes never leave you.
“This is my favorite view,” he whispers, his lips brushing your ear. “All of London can wait.”
You blush, ducking your head, and he just presses a kiss to your temple and holds you tighter.
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Stop Four: Bookstore Date in Notting Hill
Kit knows all the cozy, off-the-beaten-path places, and he takes you to a little shop tucked between rows of townhouses, its wooden sign hanging crooked over the door. Inside, it smells like old pages and rain.
You both split up to find a book for each other something that “reminds me of you.”
Kit returns with a worn poetry collection, and as he hands it to you, he says, “Because every line in here is soft, and smart, and full of feeling. Like you.”
You pretend you’re not crying. He doesn’t call you out on it—he just pulls you into a hug and sways a little, like you’re dancing in the quiet.
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Stop Five: Picnic in Hyde Park
He surprises you with a blanket, snacks he packed himself (even labeled them with cute sticky notes), and your favorite juice in a glass bottle.
You sit under a blooming tree, sharing strawberries and little stories from your childhoods. Kit lies back with his head in your lap, staring up at the sky while you card your fingers through his hair.
“I think I could live in this moment forever,” he murmurs, looking up at you like you hung the stars.
“Me too,” you whisper.
And he reaches up, tugging you down for the softest kiss slow and sweet and so full of love it hurts a little.
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Stop Six: Home Again (But Not the End)
Back at his flat, you both collapse onto the couch, tangled in each other. Your feet ache, your cheeks hurt from smiling, but you’ve never felt so full.
Kit pulls the blanket over you, settling in close. His hand finds yours automatically, and he brings it to his lips for one last kiss.
“I love showing you my city,” he murmurs.
“I love seeing it through your eyes,” you reply.
And just before sleep tugs you under, you hear him whisper:
