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[Title Reads: 25 Hot Things Only Hot Characters Do]

Rolling up their sleeves

Pulling clothing off of themselves or other characters with a single hand

Using nicknames

Protecting other characters from harm even when they know they'll get hurt

Holding Character A's chin, thigh, or back

Never sharing personal secrets with others

Lip biting

Staying behind Character A with their arms wrapped around their waist or turning them around

Kissing them indirectly with a piece of paper/hand/mask in between their lips

Softly rubbing a spot on Character A's body that hurts

Tucking, brushing, braiding, and patting Character A's hair

Catching other characters giving Character A a dirty glare and then Character B does it back at them

Being above Character A as the other is kneeling before them

Remembering key details about other characters like what they like, how they interact, their reactions...

Feeding Character A and then eating from the same spoon or drinking from the same cup at the exact location where A's lips were

Reminding their friends they care about them

Becoming what they need to be in certain circumstances

Putting Character A's head onto their lap

Catching A when they fall

Winking, nudging with an elbow, playful surprises

Telling the truth even when it hurts

Teasing Character A for almost everything and then pushing them against the wall with their lips pressed together

Eagerly waiting for Character A to appear

Grabbing Character A's chair and pulling them closer

Not just being a cold-hearted person and developing empathy for others

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MASTERLIST

isn’t you - t.chalamet

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requested: y — “timmy Is with Kylie but fall in love with co-star!Reader.”

pairing: Timothee chalamet x costar!reader

warnings: writers strike is not existent in this fic + angst

a/n: this is for my Timmy girlies 🥲 I know we are hurting out there rn…

it was a low key relationship— at least according to him, until this weeks US open and he’d hit the front covers making out with his new girlfriend.

you’d never grown close to timothee chalamet, not with his good looks and charming humor did you allow yourself to grow attached to a man who wasn’t available. sure, you could be friends, men and women are friends all the time, but there was something else about Timothee that just made it impossible to be friends with him.

“so tell me,” the reporter starts, her eyes dazzling with excitement as she scans both of your faces for the same energy, but you lack it. no amount of caffeine and self preparation could make you happy to sit beside the world renowned actor, Timothee chalamet, “have you guys gotten close throughout filming? I mean, it’s been almost year you have to be best friends by now, right?”

it’s Timothee who laughs, he does his typical adjustment in his seat, leaning forward he begins to speak, “I mean we’ve gotten close, I’ve begun to pick up the little things she does.”

the reporters eyes grow wide, she’s begging for me, “like what?” she asks, and you cock your head to the side to get a good view of his side profile.

he chews the inside of his cheek when he’s slightly nervous, you’ve noticed this before, he fidgets with his rings too, and finally he opens his mouth, “I don’t know, I can’t think of anything right now.”

“you have to have something in mind.” you finally say, a rush of blood flows to your cheeks as you and the reporter wait for what feels to be like minutes, but really is seconds, before he finally comes up with something, “how you set out coffee for me every morning. you never get it right, but it’s still a nice gesture.”

the reporter presses her hand to her heart, “y/n, do you have anything that Timothee does that helped you grow close to him?”

where do you begin? his laugh, his smile, his jokes, his voice, his charm. you could go on and on, but you can’t pick those. not without making it so obvious you were in love with him, so you’ll result to something less awkward.

“his jokes, that reeled me in for sure.”

—

the interviews are done. it’s the press conferences and red carpet debuts are all that are left. Timothee is known for always having a hand around his female co-stars waists, or even just being close to them, which will make things ten times harder to resist him.

the tiny black midi dress shows your curves and all other assists to your physical beauty. standing in front of the cameras, you smile and pose. it’s not long before you feel a hand against the small of your back and the scent of his cologne.

“you look,” he pauses for a second, moving his body in front of yours, so it’s just you two, his eyes scan you up and down slowly before finally reaching your eyes, “beautiful.” he exhales the words, it’s almost faint against his lips but you hear him.

suddenly, he’s moved back beside you exposing you back to the bright flashes of the cameras and you’re trying your best to pull away from him, but he’s like a flame and you’re the moth. he finds his way to pull you closer to him, and without even knowing it he’s falling. he’s slowly, but surely, falling deeper into a feeling he thought he’d felt for another woman, but it wasn’t until you showed up tonight.

“you’ll be the death of me.” he mutters silently to himself before moving along the carpet by himself now. he takes a quick chance to look back at you, you’re smiling and posing with another male costar who’s perfectly cozy beside you, and that’s all the reasons for him to turn around and join you on the other side. what was he jealous of? you were single for all he knew, he was the one who shouldn’t be running back to smile beside you.

“it’s hard to resist you.” he admits, he turns his body away from the cameras slightly angled towards you.

your eyes flicker up into his, beautiful big and round, your pupils are dilated at just the very look of him, “what do you mean?” your lips attempt to curve into a frown, but you force the resistance and keep them poised into a smile trying not to let the emotions get to you.

“I mean,” he pauses, his head tilts down closer to your ear. you can feel his warm minty breath run down your neck, “I can’t have you, but I want you. you make my life a living hell.”

“dido.” you reply. finally moving from his grasp, turning your body you face the cameras and walk down the carpet until you’re at the end. he’s feet away from you, chatting with another costar, but his eyes don’t leave you. you can feel them scanning every part of your body as you move around to the sound of people cheering your name.

he fights every instinct to touch you, to kiss you like he did on screen, or pull you into him. he stands beside you angry, mad at himself, for falling too soon for another woman that wasn’t you.

List of “I’d rather eat a shoe than fake date you but here we are” prompts

“In public, we’re in love. In private, we are in a civil war. Remember that, or we’re fucked.” 

“Were you trying to kiss me or were you trying to suck my soul out of my body?”

“What are you doing? Put your hand on my waist!” “No, they’re going to get the wrong idea!” “That’s because we want them to get the wrong idea, you moron! Now put your hand on my waist and stop stepping on my feet, for Christ’s sake! Did those ballroom lessons not pay off?!” 

“Remember, we’re doing this for the cameras.” “With the way you’ve been looking at me, it definitely doesn’t feel like we’re doing it just for the cameras but sure, whatever makes you sleep better at night.” 

“…That kiss lasted five seconds longer than usual and so I now have reasonable grounds to be suspicious of how you actually feel about me.” “My only concern is that you were actually counting the seconds in your head.” “Well, someone has to keep count before it ends up feeling too real.” 

“Why did you tell your parents I don’t wash my ass? Now they think I’m a disgusting slob!” “I’m only getting back at you for that one time when you told my parents that I don’t scan all of my items at the self-checkout station. Do you know how long they lectured me for that over the phone?!”

“I like your parents a lot,” Character A tells Character B, after Character B’s parents tells them embarrassing stories of Character B’s childhood/shows them embarrassing pictures of Character B’s growing up.

Character A, after getting into a heated argument with Character B: “Might I remind you I’d rather save my brother from drowning over you any day.” (Character B responding with: “You don’t even have a brother, let alone siblings!”) 

“Don’t you think you’re holding me a bit too tight?” “Well, do you want this to be convincing or not?” “I do, but a little looser than this would still be convincing.”

Character C, knowing about their fake dating ploy and one day asking, “So like, did you guys become the real deal or something because what’s with the sexual tension going on?” and Character A and Character B simultaneously balking at the accusation, immediately being like, “Fuck off, there’s no sexual tension going on at all!” after eyeing each other like they’d rather gobble each other up than be here.

the one where jj loves your ass (jj x routledge!reader)

request: JJ x reader please. Summary: Can I request one where jj loves the readers ass like a cute little blurb or something when he’s always trying to touch it or smacks it. And maybe she’s john Bs sister and he goes mad when his best friend smacks his sisters ass x

a/n: you guys kill me with the jjxroutledge!reader requests. i love them. i hope you like this!

warnings: lil bit of groping and spanking (?) but not in a sexual way ig??

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“hello, pretty girl,” jj says as he enters the chateau, the sight of you sprawled out on the couch bringing a smile on his face.

today is your day off and you had been waiting for your boyfriend to come back from work so that you could spend some time together. it’s safe to say that as soon as you hear his greeting, you jump off the couch and launch yourself at him.

jj catches you and chuckles at your sudden movement as you wrap your legs around his waist and kiss him sweetly.

“hi, baby.”

“did somebody miss me?” he asked with a cocky smile on his face.

“shut up, you left me alone with john b all day. he turns into a baby when he’s sick.”

he laughs, completely agreeing with your statement.

“so,” he says patting your ass before taking it into his hands as you were still wrapped around him, “what d’you wanna do?”

you put your legs back on the ground, “how about we order some pizza and watch a movie?”

“whatever you want, as long as your cute ass stays right here with me.”

you roll your eyes playfully at him and turn around to grab your phone when his hand collides with your behind again, making you yelp.

“jj!”

“what? it was right there!” you push him and laugh at him in disbelief.

while you’re on the phone with the pizzeria, jj grabs two beers from the fridge and walks to your brother’s room. he knocks on the door a few times.

“hey, jb. we’re ordering pizza, you want some?”

“yeah. coming right out,” the blond hears from the other side of the wooden door.

when jj goes back into the living room, he throws himself on the couch and waits for you to sit next to him. he makes grabby hands at you as you hang up the phone.

you smile at him and happily walk over to the couch, relaxing next to him with your legs on his lap. he gives you the second beer he had in his hand while his other arm wraps around your shoulders. your head nuzzles safely against his chest as your lips kiss his covered collarbone. jj puts his beer on the coffee table and rests his now free hand on your behind, squeezing it as you giggle against his skin.

“mmh, i love this ass,” he mumbles and you can’t contain your chuckle.

“thought you loved me.”

“i love you, but i also love your ass,” and he punctuates his statement with another squeeze.

“can you stop groping my sister in front of me, jj? that’s disgusting!”

john b’s voice brings you out of your little bubble as you realize that he walked into the living room during your display of affection.

“can’t help it, sorry,” your boyfriend says making your brother fake gag at the two of you.

when the pizza delivery guy knocks at the front door, you get up and, as you do so, jj smacks your behind playfully again.

“are you done?” you ask sarcastically but your teasing smile tells him you’re not a little bit mad.

“never, sweetheart.”

“you know, for future reference, don’t grab your girlfriend’s ass in front of her big brother if you wish to live a long life,” john b said, disgusted at the scene in front of him.

jj looks at you as you close the door and bring the food on the coffee table.

“you want a beer, bird?” you ask your brother.

“yeah, sure. thanks.”

you walk to the fridge, feeling your boyfriend’s eyes on your back and when you slightly turn your head, you find out your suspicions are true. you wink at him and send him a smile.

“kill me whenever you want, man. so fucking worth it.”

This whole scene I was thinking that this felt like a distressed newly wed gay couple fixing some some shit they got from IKEA.

secret relationship prompts: getting caught & confronted

requested by: @screnwriter ; [ cw: one mention of drugs ]

“ oh my! ”

“ where were you last night ? ”

“ i saw you with that lady yesterday. ”

“ i'm fed up with your lies. ”

“ tell me the truth, now. ”

“ you are full of lies. ”

“ stop making excuses. ”

“ i saw you. i saw you two together! ”

“ what is your relationship with her? ”

“ tell me . ”

“ you're the worst at keeping secrets. how long did you think you could fool around and make ridiculous excuses without me noticing it? ”

“ you're dating them? them?! ”

“ i can't believe you're serious. ”

“ i can't believe it. ”

“ i'm disgusted by you. ”

“ are you in your right mind? ”

“ are you mad ? ”

“ tell me why you would date someone like them! ”

“ i thought... i thought you were better than that. ”

“ i can't even begin to understand why you would get into a relationship with her. ”

“ you couldn't have gone for someone better than that? ”

“ why'd you have to go for her?” 

“ you've got bad taste. ”

“ you're a real mess. ”

“ how long? ” [a confused pause] “ how long have you two been in a relationship ? ”

“ and how much longer will you keep this a secret? ”

“ i’m telling mother about this. ” “ no, please don't ! ”

“ what will you do if your family finds about this, huh? ”

“ how long do you think it's going to take before your family finds out ? ”

“ i don't want them to find out, okay?! ”

FROM FAMILY:

“ tell me it's not true! spare me from depression! ”

“ i wish i'd known when you were born that you were going to betray me like this. ”

“ i never expected this from you. ”

“ have you hit your head? ”

“ are you in your senses? ”

“ are you doing drugs? ”

“ what have i done to deserve this? ”

“ i raised you like my own child and this is how you pay me back? ”

“ why would you betray us like this? ”

“ you've disgraced me. ”

“ our reputation will be ruined. ”

“ we're going to be the next talk of town. ”

“ you will make a fool out of us. ”

“ you have made a fool out of us. ”

“ have you no respect for us? ”

“ we expressly forbade you . ”

“ i'm so disgusted i can't even — ”

“ you will cut all ties with her . ”

“ no more. you will stop this now, you will stop meeting with her. ”

kiss prompts

dialogue

"can i kiss you?"

"are you sure about this?"

"close your eyes"

"wanna practise?"

"i really, really want to kiss you right now"

"i think i deserve a kiss"

"if you win, i'll kiss you"

"kiss me again"

"are you wearing chapstick?"

"shut up" (affectionately)

"you'll have to teach me"

"was that okay?"

"woah.."

"you're gonna get lipstick all over me"

"i think this is the part where you're supposed to kiss me"

"just follow my lead"

"one more kiss? please?"

"can we do that again?"

actions / scenarios

hand kisses

neck kisses

cheek kisses

stomach kisses

forehead kisses

thigh kisses

trailing kisses down your lovers body

arms wrapped around your lovers neck

light pecks

smiling while kissing

lifting your lover up

kisses meant to distract

kissing for a dare

goodmorning kisses

goodnight kisses

hello kisses

goodbye kisses

kitchen counter makeouts

kisses while cuddling

soft kisses becoming heated

heated kisses becoming soft

kisses to keep your lover quiet during sex

kisses while sitting in your lovers lap

kisses under mistletoe

leaving love bites on your lover

pulling away to look at eachother, eyes full of love

whispering in-between kisses

lifting up your lover while kissing

messy half asleep kisses

kisses that lead to more than kissing

kissing in the rain

almost kisses that are interrupted by a third party

nervous kisses

staring at your lover's lips before a kiss

hands on your lovers neck while kissing

routine kisses

drunk (mutually / accidental) kisses

kissing your lover as a reward

lazy makeouts

kisses leaving you breathless

heavy breathing with foreheads leaning together

hands in your lovers hair

hands under your lovers clothes

forbidden kisses

pulling your lover in by their collar

pulling your lover in by their tie

hands cupping your lovers cheeks

passionate kissing, pressed up against a wall

being caught kissing

confessing in the heat of the moment, leading to a kiss

luring your lover back to bed with kisses

kisses with a height difference - one leaning down while the other is on their tiptoes

Needy - C.S

Y’all wanted sub!chris w a mommy kink so here ya go! Basically Chris has been needing you all day and you make him work for it

NSFW below, leave if you’re a minor

All day Chris has been attached to your hip, although this wasn’t that unusual for him you could tell it wasn’t just him being clingy. You knew he was horny, and you definitely didn’t help it by subtly teasing him throughout the day. You both got back to his place and went to his room and you watched as he basically threw himself onto his bed.

“So Chris are you gonna tell me what’s got you all worked up today?” You smirk.

“Fuck sakes, just you in that god damn outfit. All I’ve been thinking about all day is ripping it off of you. You bending over to pick up your phone, I know damn well you did that on purpose to flash me. Never mind the countless other shit you did” He responds with a slight groan.

“Seems like you’re quite needy baby” You reply as you make your way towards him.

He doesn’t reply and instead pulls you into a kiss. Your tongues fighting for dominance, yours winning as you were insistent on being in control tonight. Pulling his hair slightly he let out a moan.

“Please” He says in between kissing.

“Please what?” You say, knowing exactly what was coming next.

“Touch me, please I need you. I’ve been thinking about it all day.” He responds.

“Are you gonna be a good boy for me?” You ask.

“Yes, I’ll be your good boy” He replies and thrusts his hips up.

“I think you need to make mommy feel good before you deserve anything” You reply, knowing it was slightly selfish but god you wanted his mouth on your pussy.

With that he immediately flipped you over and started kissing down your neck, eager to please you.

“Let me take my shirt off” You say sitting up.

He nods and takes his off as well, while watching your every move.

“Fuck I love your tits” He groans.

“Prove it” You demand back.

Chris takes your nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and sucking. Doing the same to the other while squeezing them. He makes his way down to your stomach, slowly getting closer to your pussy.

“Can I take these off?” He questions, referring to your skirt and panties.

“Of course” You reply.

He takes them off and immediately gets to work. Flicking his tongue, circling your clit and sucking. He has always been good with his mouth. You arch your back and push his head down slightly.

“Mmm you’re making mommy feel so good. Letting me use you for my own pleasure” You moan out.

“Anything for you” He says back.

“Use your fingers pretty boy” You tell him.

He once again does as you say, starting off with one finger inside you and slowly adding a second. Pumping them in and out of you while continuing to use his tongue on all the right places. You reach your breaking point and come. Chris adored making you finish, but god he wanted more of you, every inch.

You sit up and kiss him, already planning to suck him off but wanting him to ask for it.

“Mommy please I need you to touch me” He whines.

“Yeah? You want me to suck you off? You think you deserve that?” You reply.

“Y-yes, fucking hell” Chris replies back.

You slowly lower his shorts and boxers, his dick springing out slapping against his stomach. Smiling to yourself as you notice the amount of pre-cum on his tip. You immediately take all of him into your mouth, letting his dick hit the back of your throat. That took him by surprise, you usually worked your way up to that. You listen to his whimpers and moans as you continue, pulling back to circle your tongue around his tip and going faster.

You notice he’s close but he interrupts your thoughts, “Mommy can I fuck you?” He says.

“Yeah? You want to fuck my pussy?” You smirk back. You loved when he came in you and knew he did too.

“Please? I’ll make you feel good, I promise” He says back while looking at you, really begging for you now. He wanted nothing more than to feel you wrapped around him.

“Only since you’ve been such a good boy. Lay down” You tell him.

He lays down, you then climbing on top of him and positioning yourself on top of his dick. You lower yourself but only low enough for his tip to be inside you, repeating this motion a few times.

“Mommy I can’t -“ He groans out, you cutting him off.

“Can’t what hm?”

“I can’t wait any longer, I need you” He answers.

“Yeah?” You reply. Him begging having you ready to give in.

“Please” He says looking up at you, you could see the desire in his eyes.

You decided you had teased him enough, lowering yourself and taking all of him inside you. You moaned and you moved yourself up and down continuously, moving your hand to his throat and squeezing a bit.

Chris let out a whine, followed with multiple moans. Finally getting to be inside you.

“Mommy you feel so good” He moaned.

“Yeah? My pretty boy likes me bouncing on his dick?” You replies, you had began going faster, noticing Chris’ eyes clenching shut and his grip on your waist tightening - he was close.

“Fuck - I - fuck can I come in you?” Chris whined out.

“Let me come with you” You told him, throwing your head back. You and Chris coming together was one of your favourite things.

“I can’t hold back much longer” He said.

Knowing to get what you want you had to quicken your pace even more, you instructed Chris to thrust his hips harder.

“Fuck okay baby, on 3 okay?” You groaned out, not even knowing if you yourself could make it.

You counted to 3 and both you and Chris finished. You watched as his mouth fell agape, his hands squeezing your hips and both of you moaning out each others names, him going basically feral over the feeling of you tightening around him. For a few moments you continued moving yourself up and down.

“God you make me crazy” He said as you got off of him.

You smirked and replied, “good”. You loved when Chris was dominant but you also loved the sight of him begging for you.

Love is... when you unconsciously copy his gestures.

“Wayne, I have to tell you something.”

Eddie’s nervous out of his mind, he brought Steve with him for support, which he really shouldn’t need, he’s just sitting across the living room talking to his Uncle. Steve’s been great though, insisting on helping Eddie through the aftermath of the Upside Down madness, staying by his side even when everything changed. He lays a hand on Eddie’s knee now, encouraging him to do this.

Eddie just can’t say it. He knows Wayne isn’t like his Dad, he’s not going to send Eddie away when he finds out, but it’s just hard. He’s dumped so much baggage on Wayne through the years and now this, Eddie just can’t do it.

“It’s alright, Ed,” Wayne says after the silence stretches on, “You really think I don’t know already?”

Steve and Eddie exchange a look. “You… you know?”

“Yeah, with the way you two have been attached at the hip, hangin' around keepin' secrets, up all hours of the night. 'Course I figured out somethin' was going on, and I'm fine with whatever it is.”

Eddie breathes a deep sigh of relief, “I mean, I know I’ve dumped some shit on you before, but I just can’t believe you’re really okay with this.”

Wayne assures him, “Ain’t no shame here, son, you can tell me—”

At the same time that Eddie finally blurts out, “I’m a vampire.”

Wayne says, “You’re dating Steve.”