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This is the thing more precious that I have read!! The flashbacks with Freddie was so cute and soft, that warmed my heart. I cried! You just make me cry with this amazing history! Please, continue writing like this. It's perfect!!

All Because Roger Wanted Cupcakes!

A/N: Hello! This was not requested. I just felt the need to write because there isn’t enough Rami fics out there! So boom! Enjoy!

Rami X May!Daughter!Reader

Brian’s daughter comes to set and things bloom from there!

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My front door opens to my house startling me from my place on my couch. I look over my shoulder to see my father’s gray mop of curly hair. “Gosh dad! Care to knock?” He smiles at me kissing my forehead. “At least I’m not your uncle Roger.” I place my hand over my face remembering the times uncle Rog has waltzed in my house unannounced many times. “Still.” I laugh settling back on the cushion. “How’s the film coming along?” “Good. They’re coming along very well. A little weird to see the four of them together. They’ve gotten Freddie perfect. Rami treats his role with so much respect. He’s treating Freddie so well.” I look over to the framed pictures on my wall, my eyes scanning over the photograch of Uncle Freddie holding me at the age of three. We were so close when I was younger.  “I wish he was here Dad.” I sighed and leaned closer to him for comfort. His kisses my temple wrapping an arm around me. “I know love. I do too. He always wanted to walk down the aisle with me and you at your wedding.” I laugh at the thought. “He always said no man would be better for me than him.” “He always did didn’t he? You were his princess (y/n) can’t expect anything less.”

———-

My phone rings as I pipe icing onto the vanilla bean raspberry cupcakes Roger requested. I slide my finger on the phone screen answering the call. “Hello?” “(y/n)! New plan! Why don’t you just bring the cupcakes here instead of my house? I’m craving one dear.” I groan internally. “Uncle Roger you’ve called to change this so called plan four times. Can we settle on this being the last one? I’ll drop them off wherever you are.”

———-

Rami POV:

“Wonderful love! See you soon!” Roger hangs up his phone then smiles at Brian (And receiving a sassy look). “What?” Brian shakes his head. “You’re working her to hard mate.” “All I did was call my loving niece asking for some sweets.” “You called her at six in the morning. She’s been making you treats since she could turn on the oven.” “She’ll make a man very happy someday.” As the two argue back and boys and I just sit watching. “Take notes Ben.” Roger states pointing at Ben who is laughing at the two older rock stars bickering. “Okay then. Question one. Who the hell are you talking about?” Joe asked holding back his laughter as well.

Brian smiles and looks at us with a look in his eyes. “My daughter.” His speaks with love  in his voice. “(y/n). Roger here loves to mess with her. Sneak into her house and let a llama loose.” Roger slaps his knee at the memory. “Ah yes! That was good. What was that her 27th birthday?”

“28th, but close. Good to see your mind isn’t gone yet.” A new voice rips through the atmosphere. Brian and Roger part ways to reveal a– a breathtaking young women. Her hair flowing like summer, and her eyes glowing with wander. Everything about her is angelic.

“Did you bring them at least?” She rolls her eyes at Roger and pushed a covered box into his arms. “Ah this is why you’re the best.” “Oh, I know, but please do say it more. I love hearing it.” Brian laughs wrapping an arm around his daughter.

“Anyway. Sorry for breaking off there. This is my daughter (Y/n) everyone.” “Hello there.” She giggles and waves across the room her eyes landing on me last. “You must be Rami. I’ve heard so much about you.” She stretches out her hand. I grasp it living in the feeling of her being so right.

“It’s a pleasure (y/n). I hope you’re staying around a while.” I uncontrollably wink at her gaining a surprised look from Brian. (Y/n) blushes and draws her hand back slowly. “I um I think I will now. I’m interested in seeing all of you work.” “Well are you sure you’re free today poppet? Don’t have some vet appointment to take your pup to?” Brian shot quickly. (Y/n) looks at him confused. “Nope that was last week dad. You trying to get rid of me? Not wanting to spend time with me?” she jokes elbowing her father.

Brian smiles and wraps his arm around her shoulder. “Of course not! Come on, I’ll  show you around.” As they exit all eyes land on me. “What?” “You’re going to get in trouble.” Ben says in a sing song voice. “What are you talking about?” Roger smiles and stands up grabbing a second cupcake.

He bites into the cake and his eyes roll back. “Oh my god. You lads have got to have one. Go on, get one.” Roger passes the plate around as everyone grabs one.

I bite into the treat and am even more motivated to make her mine. “Oh man.” Roger pats me on the back. “Rami, you need to marry her. Then you’ll get this all the time.” I shook my head at him. “Did you see the look in Brian’s eyes? He was shooting daggers at me just for shaking her hand.” “Oh don’t worry about him. Ben and I’ve got it covered. Just go on and be smooth. Be a Taylor.” Roger says determined. Oh lord what have I started?

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(y/n) POV:

“So what is on the schedule today?” I ask my dad as he shows me the (In his words) best smoothie machine on set. “I think they’re filming a concert.” “Oh come on!” I laugh pulling him away quickly.

As we make our way to the makeup trailer I notice the familiar songs of Queen playing in the background. I enter the room to see the boys all dressed up as their roles. “Oh wow this is freaky.” I laugh looking at everyone. “Oh my gosh! This is REALLY freaky. Look at you Gwilym. You- I’m- Wow you really look like my dad.” We all laugh and it’s then when I notice Rami. He’s got the longer hair Fred scorterd during the album Night at the Opera. “Well hello there.” “Hello love.” He speaks in a british accent matching the look perfectly. “This is… crazy. You look so much like him.” “Like who darling? It’s me! One and only Freddie.”

Oh I get it… He likes to stay in character. “Oh, well please accept my apology Freddie.”

——-

Watching them preform was the highlight. Rami really takes all of Freddie in. He makes him come alive. I watch from behind the stage where my father and Roger watch as well. Watching and hearing Freddie brings back so many loving memories I can’t help but tear up.

The boys run off the stage laughing and smiling. “What’s next?” Roger smiles at me. “Lunch!”

—– 3 weeks later——

As production went on I started coming to the set more and more becoming close with the cast especially Rami.

Myself along with the rest of the cast sit around a table eating our lunches. “So (Y/n) why don’t you have a band like your dad?” Ben asks stuffing his face. “Well I’m more involved with Queen on the financial Business side.” “But why not get your own group? You don’t have some singing chops like Brian?”  Rami asks interested.

“Oh she does! She’s just scared to use them!” Roger pipes in. “Am not! I just- don’t do it in front of others.” “Scared.” “Ass.” “Langue (y/n).” my father barks at me. Yes even at 33 my father still treats me like I’m 16.

“I think you should let us hear.” Joe speaks making everyone else agree. “Fine, fine, but we have to have some very simple rules. Number one- no one looks at me while I sing. Number two- If it sucks. Don’t tell me.” Roger laughs. “I’m going to break both of those.” I shake my head laughing. “I bet you sound beautiful.” Rami says smiling at me making me blush. “She does. I’ve heard her.” My father says flatly, killing the conversation.

———

As we make it back to the set the group is now going crazy getting the stage set up for me to sing. “Guys this is really not necessary I can just do it here on the ground.” Roger stakes his head as he pulls the piano out. “Oh yes it’s very necessary.”

“What are you going to sing for us Ms. May?” Rami asks standing next to me. “Um I don’t know really. I guess maybe one from Queen.” “No poppet. You know what you should do? Yours.” “Mine? Dad I don’t think-” “You wrote a song?” Roger asks with wide eyes. “Well it’s no ‘I’m in love with my car Rog, but yes I did.” Rami taps my back moving forward a bit encouragingly. “I’d love to hear it.” I look at him, discovering he had a genuinely enthused smile. His kind eyes and handsome smile strangely motivate me to show him my hidden talent.

I sit on the piano bench and begin to play.

Brian POV:

Her fingers move effortlessly on the keys reminding me of the day she first touched a piano.

Freddie is sat at the piano in the room playing tunes as (y/n) twirls around. “Lovely princess, just lovely.” She giggles and walks over to him sitting on the bench letting her feet swing. “Uncle Freddie I want to play.” She smiles looking at the keys. “Alright. Well let’s start easy Baby May.”

The moment you arrived they built you up

The sun was in your eyes

You couldn’t believe it

Riches all around, you’re walking

Stars are on the ground

You start to believe it

Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you

You looked at death in a tarot card and you saw what you had to do

(P!ATD Creds)

Her eyes closed as she expresses all the motion running through her being. She’s fantastic. She’s a Queen. She’s one of Freddie’s pupils. I scan the room to see the others in the same enjoyment as myself. Roger of course staring at her and recording the whole thing, but Rami is the one who catches my attention. His eyes watching her every movement. He’s working on her emotions as if he’s fueled by them. He looks at her the way I’ve only seen one person look at her with such love and appreciation. Freddie.

I smile as I watch his face change each key she hits. “No one deserves you. Except for me dear! Just remember that!” “Yes uncle Freddie.” I hear them in my head. I elbow Roger getting him to see Rami’s face as well. “No one better than Fred.” Roger laughs.

(Y/n) POV:

I finish looking up at the boys only to see I’ve gained the entire set crew’s ears and eyes. “I- um…” Applause rings out forcing a smile upon my face. My father rushes to me whisking me up into the air. “Oh that’s my girl. You would’ve made him so proud.” Everyone of the boys praise me on the performance, but really only one opinion mattered at that moment. Rami smiles walking up to me. “That was incredible Mayflower.” Rami whispers in my ear. I pull back staring at him shocked. “Where did you hear that?” Rami looks at me confused. “I just… said it? I don’t know. Is something wrong?” “No, no. That’s the name Freddie always called me. I’ve never heard anyone say it since he passed.” Rami’s face became very panicked. “I’m sorry. I’ll never say it again I-” “Rami stop. You can call me that. It’s nice to hear it. Especially from you.” I smile and quickly kiss his cheek.

——————–

Rami POV:

“You just need to ask her out! Come on man! She won’t say no.” “Maybe, but Brian will!” “She’s 33!” Roger shakes his head. “That’s never stopped him before.” I groan and slump back in my chair. Months. It’s been months since I met (Y/n) May. Months since I fell in love with her. I rub my face and stand. “Okay. I’m doing it.” “What are you going to do?” “I’m going to walk right up to her.” “AND YOU WILL DO WHAT?” “Ask her out.” “YOU’RE GOING TO WHAT?” “ASK (Y/N) MAY ON A DATE!” “YES! THERE YOU GO!” Roger screams pumping me up.

The door opens and (y/n) steps through holding a platter full of cookies for Roger. “What’s all the yelling?” Silence follows. “Hello? Are you all deaf?” She laughs coming over to me and waving her hand in front of my face. “I like you.” I spit out causing her face to pale. She gulps; her breath jaggad. “What?” I look around at everyone in the room. All of them staring at me shocked. I try and speak. I try and resort to words to explain what I just tossed out of my mouth, but I can’t.

“Screw it.” I grab her shirt and pull her to me pressing my lips upon hers. The boys whistle and wolf howl as I kiss her.

I pull away smiling at her. “Wow.” She breathes out smiling as well. “So how about a date?” She giggles and kisses me once more. “You’ve got yourself a deal Rami.”

———–

3 Months Later

(Y/n) POV: I swipe Rami’s mustache off his face causing him to yelp. “Not so hard!” “You say that no matter how easy I do it baby.” I laugh rubbing his top lip. Rami stands up wrapping his arms around my waist. “And I always get a kiss as an apology.” He presses his lips against mine back me up to the couch.

He lays me down continuing to praise me with his soft lips. “You’ve only got 15 minutes.” Rami leans up smirking at me playfully. “You act like that’s a problem.” He digs his face down into my neck biting and leaving kisses.

Lost in the heat of the moment neither of us heard the door knob twisting.

“Rami, have you seen-“ I look up to meet the eyes of the one person I feared in this moment. My father. “Found her.”

“Dad.” I scramble off the couch towards him, but he closes the door before I made it. I stop at the door and sign in sadness.

—-

On the other side of the door the famous band guitarist was storming off in anger when Roger stopped him. “Whoa where are you going?” “Somewhere.”

Brian continuous just arm off all Roger catches him in the parking lot. . I grabbed his arm and it was some around her face him. “What are you doing?” “RAMI AND (Y/N) ARE MAKING OUT IN HIS TRAILER!” Roger stops and looks at Brain. He knew what was going on. Brain had finally seen the sweet couple you two became. “And? They’re great together! Plus you love Rami! He’s great!”

Brian thinks. For a LONG TIME. Long enough for him to walk back to the set and back to his daughter who was sitting on the couch in disappointment.

Brian opens the door and steps inside. He meets eyes with his daughter and crumbles. “Aw poppet I’m sorry.” “Dad.” She goes to him hugging him.

Once they break Brain meets eye contact with Rami. He moves towards him.

(Y/n) POV:

Rami stands still as stone as my father walks up to him. “Rami.” My dad sticks his hand out for my boyfriend to accept. Rami looks down at it and smiles accepting the firm shake. “You take care of her mate.” Rami smiles at my father happily. “I plan to Brian. Thank you.”

Dad makes his way to me kissing my forehead and then exiting.

——————

Deep breaths.

I stare at the two white doors blocking me from my soon to be husband. I look to my side and see my father shaking his nerves out. He looks at me and covers his mouth. “Dad stop.” I laugh trying not to cry. “Just so beautiful Poppet. He would’ve loved this moment.” I inhale a deep breath and smile at my dad. “I wish he was here.” My father grabbed my hand looking at the doors with a smile on his face. “He is love. He is.”

The double door open and the music plays. My father and I both step on our left foot first continuing to go in sync until I meet the outreached hand of Rami. I grab his hand letting my fathers go gentilly. “Hello May Flower.” Rami smiles  at me as I blush under my vail. “Hello Rami, love.”

——————-

“Gosh it’s freezing!” Rami exclaimed holding our 4 year old son ((S/N)). The door opens and my dad’s face is reviled, but hidden under a Santa Claus costume. ((S/N)) yells in excitement and jumps in my dad’s arms. “Grand May! Why are you dressed up like Santa? He’ll beat you up if he finds out you’re messing up his look!” Dad laughs pulling off the beard. “I was just trying to surprise my favorite boy! How about this?” Dad pulls out a  box from behind the couch.

As ((S/N)) rips through the paper he comes to find a small guitar and a microphone. “Cool!” He laughs in excitement. “Whoa! Who knows! He might be a drummer! We can’t go making these decisions for him!” Roger exclaims coming into the room.

As the night goes on Rami and I are sat upon the couch cuddled up while the other boys are playing with ((S/N)).  “You know what would be really nice?” I whisper into Rami’s ear as he happily watches the others. “What darling?” I sit up more so he can view my face. “A girl.”

He looks at my face seeing all seriousness. “Why don’t we try then?” I smirk kissing his cheek. “Already a head of the game there.” His face travels through many emotions as he works out what I just said to him.

He stands up quickly. “YOU’RE PREGNANT?” Everyone in the room turns to me as I sheepishly nod with a smile. They all go nuts coming over and hugging me.

“We’ve got to tell everyone! We have to have a huge revile and it’s going to be fantastic!” Rami goes on and on about how the four of us will be the best of families and how extravagant the birthday parties will be. My dad hugs me laughing. “Nobody better but Fred.” He mumbles in my ear, and for a slight second the corner of my eye caught sight of something. Someone. I looked at the steps to see Freddie looking healthy and happy. He stares down at my family with love and amazement. He meets my eyes and smiles even wider. “Good job May Flower. You’ve got yourself a king.” He says as his eyes wander back to Rami and my son.

In a split second he’s gone, but I’m not sad. My life is the best it has ever been just because of Roger wanting some dumb cupcakes. I guess I should thank him sometime.

Yeeees. There's so little fanfics about Ryan Reynolds and his characters. Totally unfair.

Thank you for this story 🥹🥹

Torture

Pairing: Nolan Booth x Fem!reader

Summary: What happens when The Bishop decides to torture you instead of Hartley?

Warnings: swearing, kidnapping, torture

A/n: I love me some Ryan Reynolds and I was shocked to see that there weren’t a lot of fanfics based off Red Notice so I had to write something

You met John Hartley and the infamous Nolan Booth after getting arrested in Rome. Your life as a criminal was just starting and this was your second heist. Call it beginners bad luck. Somehow all three of you found yourselves intermingled with unearthing the three cleopatra eggs. It has been quite an adventure, an FBI agent, the world’s second best art thief, and the worlds best failed art thief.

Unbeknownst to you, Nolan and Hartley were handcuffed together in a room further down. You couldn’t hear a thing over the sound of a crowd cheering.

For some unknown reason the only thing you could think of was whether Nolan was okay. Your heart raced at the idea of the Bishop torturing him for information on the third egg. You hated to admit that the criminal had grown on you, his constant humor and dashing looks made him completely irresistible but there was also something much deeper and gentler that drew you towards him.

“Where is she?!”, Nolan spit at the Bishop.

She walked in front of him, “That’s not important Booth, this is the time where you tell us where the third egg is.’”.

Nolan let out a breathy laugh, “Piss off for a thousand years.”.

“Oh bummer, I really wanted to do it the easy way.”, she sighed, “That’s okay, I’ll get the information from you, by hurting him.”., she gestured towards Hartley.

“I’m sorry what?”, Hartley questioned.

“I love this plan.”, of course Nolan would.

Bishop turned up an electricity machine and made her way towards Hartley, “You two share a special bond, I mean why else risk your lives together attempting to steal the eggs.”, she grabs two metal pliers, “Isn’t that right, Agent Hartley?”.

“There isn’t any bond between us, I barley know the guy…Booth tell her we’re not friends.”.

Of course being the cheeky one, Booth had to play this one out, “She knows about us pal.”.

“That’s bullshit..”, Hartley immediately knew what he was doing.

“She knows about our special bond..she knows you were the best man at my wedding…”.

“You son of bitch.”, Harley spat at Booth, “He’s lying!”. The Bishop teasingly sparks the pliers in front of Hartley’s face.

“If she hurts you bad enough, I mean if she gets really creative with it, than I’m gonna have no choice but to tell her everything.”, Nolan continues his speech.

“Now Mr. Booth, where is the third egg?”, Nolan stayed silent, “Okay..here I go..”.

“No don’t wait..”, Nolan sarcastically pleas.

He seemed completely unfazed with the torture his new found friend was being subjected to.

“Hm, let’s switch it up.”, the Bishop nods to Sotto and he exits the room with one of the pliers, “If this isn’t working maybe giving a few shocks to that pretty little thing down the hall will.”.

Nolan freezes, suddenly the air feels stiff and the once humorous situation turned sour, “Don’t you fucking touch her.”. He says in a serious tone.

“Seems like we’ve struck a nerve, tell me where the egg is.”.

“Eat shit!”, she lets out a low chuckle and presses a button.

Your screams could be heard clearly, crying for help, crying for Nolan’s help, “NOLAN!!”.

“NO NO STOP IT!”, Nolan thrashes around, “ITS IN EGYPT!”, Nolan finally caved in.

She stoped the machine, “Where in Egypt?”.

“It’s buried with Cleopatra in the Grand pyramid, there’s a secret entry way, alright!Just please stop hurting her.”, Nolan breathes heavily.

“See! That wasn’t that hard, I would say nice working with you but we both know that would be a lie.”, and with that The Bishop left.

“I swear to God I’m gonna to kill that bitch”.

While the two of them got into a shooting fight with Sotto, you were still trapped in the chair. Your body felt numb and your cheeks felt wet, you presumed it was your tears. There was a metallic taste in your mouth and all you could do was whimper as you heard gun shots.

Than there was silence, you heard a door open and your blindfold was ripped off. It took a minute for your eyes to adjust to your environment but the only thing you could see was Nolan’s worried expression as he looked down at you.

“Nolan, it hurts”, you sobbed.

“Hey hey hey, I know sweetheart.”, he didn’t mean for the name to slip out but he was too distracted to care.

Nolan unhooked the restraints and guided you to your feet, you immediately crashed into his chest due to how weak you felt.

“The electricity affected her worse than me because she’s much smaller than I am.”, Hartley spoke and met Nolan’s eyes. Hartley knew the look Nolan had and felt guilty for how badly injured you were.

“I was so scared they were going to hurt you.”, you spoke.

“I wish it was me rather than you.,” he said in a whisper.

You pulled back from the embrace and met his eyes which looked down upon you lovingly yet concerned. He lowered his head and placed a hesitant kiss on your forehead. As he pulled back he analyzed your face for any sort of reaction, once he saw the faint blush on your cheeks and your smile he returned it. He cupped your face and leaned in, your breath hitched as your two lips connected.

You deepened the kiss by pulling him closer by the neck earning a short groan from him.

“Okay okay, break it up!”, the two of you pulled away both out of breath and looked towards Hartley.

“Dude! A little privacy here!”, Nolan said and promptly returned to kissing you.

“Why did I agree to any of this.”, Hartley left with a huff.

You didn’t know what the futures has in stored but for now you felt safe in Nolan’s arms and you knew that this is where you belong.

I hope Stan Lee is immortal because I cannot imagine future Marvel movies without his cameos.

Soft!Jake is my religion! 😍🙏

come out

jake lockley x reader

summary: you don’t see Jake very often, he still doesn’t feel confident and comfortable enough to front frequently; his visits are not a regular occurrence but when it’s him, you know it. you couldn’t be mad at him. not when he had been hidden in this body for too long, feelings buried deep as he watched Marc and Steven express them freely from a distance while he had to drown them down and suffer in silence.

warnings: ending fades to implied smut, sexual innuendos

tags: tooth rotting fluff, literally no plot just fluff, soft!jake, seriously this man needs to be held

word count: 0.9k

The back of Jake's knuckles brushed lightly against your cold cheek. You stirred as you rubbed your eyes, still hazy from sleep.

You knew it was Jake from the soft and aching look in his gaze– you don’t see Jake very often, he still doesn’t feel confident and comfortable enough to front frequently; his visits are not a regular occurrence but when it’s him, you know it.

You smiled endearingly at him, brushing back the curls falling over his forehead.

“‘Morning, Jake” you murmured, smoothing your hand along his bicep as his elbow was propped beside you, planted into the mattress.

Jake felt his heart flutter at the demonstration of you recognizing him so easily.

“‘Morning cariño” he whispered as he leaned to leave a kiss at the bridge of your nose. “How’d you know it was me?” he asked, letting his fingertips travel down the side of your face.

“An intuition” you affirmed, leaning into his touch. “I missed you.” you breathed out, heart aching as the words escaped your lips.

“I know” he complied as he shamefully closed his eyes and nodded. “I’m sorry querida” he apologized, looking right back into your eyes, searching for a trace of blame in them.

There was none.

You couldn’t blame him, you couldn’t be mad at him. Not when he had been hidden in this body for too long, feelings buried deep as he watched Marc and Steven express them freely from a distance while he had to drown them down and suffer in silence.

“I know it’s hard for you,” you said, mirroring his actions and bringing your hand to the side of his face. “But I don’t want you to push yourself too much. Take your time, okay honey?”

He nodded, a pained look covering his face, and nuzzled your hand leaving a kiss at your palm.

“Thank you” he mumbled against your skin before leaving another kiss there.

You chuckled and buried your hand into his curls. “What are you thanking me for?”

“For being so considerate. For understanding me.” he affirmed, smiling weakly. “Us.” he corrected himself.

You hooked your hands behind his neck and brought him down to your lips. He kissed them with as much passion and devotion he could give you, cherishing the intimacy and rarity of the moment.

His necklace dangled under your chin and you lightly tugged on it, drawing a sharp gasp from him before he smirked into the kiss and flicked his tongue over your bottom lip in need to feel you even more.

It didn’t take long for him to lick into your mouth, tasting you thoroughly until he ran out of breath.

He pulled away but remained close, nuzzling your neck as you ran your hands along his bare back, nails softly scraping against his warm skin just the way you knew he liked.

“I love you” he mumbled into your neck. He had wanted to say it, but he hadn’t expected the words to escape his mouth so easily. It needed to be said anyways.

He left a kiss in the crook of your neck, punctuating his previous words.

You felt your heart skip a beat, and one of your hands mindlessly traveled to his curls like it was a reflex. You scraped your nails against his scalp, and soothingly swiped your thumb over his shoulder blade with your other hand.

“I love you too Jake” you replied, looking down at the man buried into your neck.

He adored when you held him like that; just you and him, nothing else around, no one else around, no Khonshu, no danger, no blood to shed– just him resting in your arms, cherishing his turn at fronting without it being an emergency to protect his alters; just him living his life with you, taking the time to breathe. He could get used to it.

“I would love to see you come out more often,” you affirmed as he looked back at you. “I know it’s hard and I’m not putting you under pressure but–”

“–Yeah” he nodded, pinching his lips. “I know” he said in a whisper as he dived to kiss your lips again, his fingers holding your chin while he did so. He pulled away, threading his fingers through your hair as he remained leaning over you. “Truth is– I want you all the time” he said with a small grin growing at the corner of his mouth. “All the fucking time.” he added through gritted teeth.

“Well… You can have me all you want now” you whispered with a small chuckle, and you knew from there that the atmosphere had changed. Jake stopped his kisses and stayed still for a moment. Did you break him?

“...Jake?” you called, confused at his silent state. Jake wasn’t very talkative but this was strange.

“...All I want ?” he finally asked back, his dark eyes carefully examining your face.

You chuckled softly. “All you want.” you affirmed, stroking the back of his neck.

A small smirk grew on his lips. “Mmmh okay. Interesting. Very interesting” he hummed as his hands met your hips, gently kneading the skin there before diving right back to your neck, leaving open mouthed, warm kisses there.

You almost choked on air at the sudden feeling of his teeth nipping at your skin– you should have expected it, it’s Jake after all.

“Jake!” you exclaimed, uncontrolled giggles escaping your mouth.

“I better take advantage of that free time then, mh?” he asked before kissing your cheek, tangling his legs with yours.

“Yeah you better” you teased, only hoping all of this will get him to front more often.

It was only a matter of time before Jake finally felt legitimate fronting as much as Marc and Steven did.

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moon knight taglist:

@apollo-enthusiast @scarabgrant @lockleysgrl @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction @missmarmaladeth @alexxavicry @mystinky-butt

Jealous!Eddie is absolutely terrifying in this.

Billy isn't being a good boy, trying to get a reaction of Eddie 😂

I loved it. Can't wait to read the next chapters. If you are thinking in doing a tag list for this, can I be added, please?

Poison Running Through My Veins | Part 1

Another Eddie Munson x reader fic! I'm sorry it took so long but I had no inspiration for ages and then BOOM all of the sudden and I'm like okay guess I'm writing until midnight.

And I'm introducing my other red flag of a man, Billy Hargrove. Yes. He's alive in this okay and no I don't care about canon right now.

Summary/ Idea: Eddie sees you in school parking lot being very close with your ex. Jealousy and angst ensues.

I swear this was supposed to be a fun little idea and it just ended up turning into this. Whatever this is.

Warnings: Eddie Munson x fem!reader, using she/her pronouns, no mention of Y/N, Billy Hargrove is alive, Steve Harrington being a parent and doing damage control, jealousy, angst, pain, tension, little bit of billy hargrove x reader, violent tempers, Eddie be angry and jealous, reference to a Losing Sight of You, argument, possessive!eddie, highly jealous!eddie, crying, so much fucking angst, lmk if I've forgotten any.

Sorry if any errors, I haven't proofread it yet but when I do, I'll edit it properly.

No minors allowed please and thank you.

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Eddie leaned against the side of his van, arms crossed and body slumped hard against the back door. He was trying his hardest not to stare, really, he was. He fidgeted with his rings. He shoved his hands in his pockets. Then crossed his arms. Looking up at the sky, looking to the rest of the parked cars in the school parking lot. He was trying to not stare.

But every time, his eyes would drag back to the same spot he had been staring at for over 15 minutes. His leg bounced as he crossed his arms again. Fighting the urge to draw attention to himself and smack his fist against the van, he shoved his hand into his back pocket to get a smoke. Cursing as his lighter refused to light. "Fucking come on you stupid piece of crap" he muttered, baring his teeth as he grimaced.

"Munson, you alright?"

He almost jumped out of his skin as Steve tapped his shoulder. Eddie swallowed his scream but mouthed 'Jesus H Christ' as he dropped the cigarette that was in his hand, reaching into his back pocket for another one. Eyes flickering back to their original location before, going back to successfully lighting his cigarette and taking a deep drag.

Steve looking at Eddie's obviously flustered state in pure confusion. "Seriously, what is up with you-" Steve followed Eddie's line of sight and let out a small "ah" before falling silent himself and putting his hands on his hips disapprovingly.

Robin coming up to the side of Steve and gagging at the smell of smoke. Then her eyes almost bulging out of her skull at the parking lot, "Holy shit! When did Billy Hargrove get out of hospital??" Instinctively she looked to Steve for answers, but when she was met with an uncomfortably loud silence, she paused.

"Long enough to be chatting up my girlfriend" Eddie spat, quickly finishing the cigarette he only lit a few minutes ago to then scrummage through his pocket for another. As soon as another one was in his hand, Robin snatched it out of his grip.

"Dude, he's not chatting her up. They just used to date" she shrugged unbothered and threw the cigarette away. Turning back to see Steve staring at her like 'why did you do that' and Eddie looking like he was torn between throwing up and killing a man.

"They used to date?!" he hissed, trying to lower his voice. He was aware that the parking lot was practically empty but still.

Steve massaged his temples, "Yeah before the Star Court Mall situation" Eddie grinded his teeth and raked his hand through his hair, wincing slightly at the pain. "Honestly though dude, you shoulda known. It was big news throughout the whole school, Dustin never told you?"

Eddie paused at that. Maybe Dustin did tell him, but he didn't listen because he didn't pay you any attention until the last year of high school. But he remembered one thing. You had definitely never brought it up. You never even mentioned Billy Hargrove. You just mentioned that you had dated someone else before Eddie and frankly, Eddie was delighted. He knew that whoever your ex had been it wasn't something you talked about much. Eddie took that as you didn't think there wasn't much to talk about. Which meant you didn't have any high expectations when it came to dating him. But you still hadn't ever brought up just who your ex was or how it had ended. And that was what was eating him up inside. Especially since he had to hear it from someone else.

He turned his attention back to you and him chatting. Honestly, he wasn't sure why he was getting so worked up over nothing. You were just chatting to him. Sure you had the brightest smile on your face when you had ran over to him, pausing in mid conversation to see a black car pull over in the school parking lot and a tall figure step out. You still had the same smile on your face when the figure had walked over to you, clearly in pain but pushing through. The same smile on your face when he returned it. The same smile when you looked to the ground as Billy winked at you, and Eddie knew you were blushing.

"Munson, you can't take Billy in a fight so don't even try it" Steve said stealing Eddie's concentration. Eddie knew it was in case you looked back and saw how upset he was. Maybe this was why you had never brought it up. He raised his eyebrow at Steve. "Trust me, I tried." Steve said shuddering as he remembered the fight that seemed like forever ago.

"She never brought him up with me" Eddie admitted. Looking at the sky, blinking quickly, running his hand through his hair again. In the however many months you two had been dating and a year of friendship beforehand, you hadn't brought it up once. Robin and Steve gave each other a look.

"It wasn't an easy relationship" Robin offered. She knew the things you had told her. But equally she couldn't let Eddie suffer like this. "She ended it and they stayed close friends" She bit her lip looking at Steve for help.

"How close?" Eddie growled as he watched you stand on your tip toe and lean into a hug with Billy fucking Hargrove. One of his hands on upper waist, lower back, the other is slightly higher up holding you firm against him and yours around his neck.

Energy and rage rattling around inside him, feeling like he was either gonna explode or faint. So, he channelled his rage and as confidently as he could, held himself tall and started walking over. Robin elbowing Steve to catch his attention and he whipped round and saw Eddie striding towards you two. Steve quickly caught u to him, practically running towards you, and clapped his hand on Eddie's back basically telling him to 'cool the fuck down'.

As they got closer Steve called out to you, "Yo man! When did you get out of hospital?" Hearing this, you quickly separated yourself from Billy. Billy didn't let go of you as quickly and let his hands linger on you for a little longer. Your heart did a weird somersault when you turned and saw Steve and Eddie walking towards you. Seeing Eddie's face, you knew it wasn't good, but you pushed those feelings down. As Billy's hand slid down your back, the small shiver that seeped through you, you know Eddie saw.

"You still fucking here Harrington?" Steve rolled his eyes. "And who are you?" Billy scoffed pulling a cigarette out from behind his ear. You inwardly sighed. You knew Billy was deliberately pissing off Eddie. You knew he knew who Eddie was.

Sending a small look to Billy you jumped in before Eddie could retort, "This is my boyfriend, Eddie Munson. You know the guy I told you about, he has a band" You smiled your brightest smile.

"Yeah Corroded Coffin, we play Metallica covers and original songs" Eddie said puffing out his chest a little. He was nothing compared to Billy, even though Billy had been in hospital for months and not near his workout gear for ages. You tentatively tried to stand near Eddie but doing so you ended up being closer to Billy. Not what you had intended.

Eddie slung his arm around you, heavy and tight and you almost toppled over at the sheer aggression of the action. Confused by Eddie's tough guy pretention, you completely missed the way Billy smirked and raised his eyebrows at Steve. Steve just looked like he wanted to really not be there. You glanced behind you seeing Robin with the rest of the kids. You could see there was a discussion going on but you couldn't obviously hear. You just knew it wasn't good with the way Max was looking at you four.

When you thought the testosterone levels were going to explode, the words ended up falling out of your mouth before you could stop them, "We have a gig on Friday, you could come if you wanted to...?" You hadn't meant it to sound like a question and you're not sure why you asked but you'd done it now.

"We? You in the band too?" Billy asked, curiousity twinkling in his eyes and the grip on your shoulder tightened.

"Yeah, the lead singer and Eddie's the guitarist" Steve said trying to quickly end the conversation. He noticed your wince in pain as Eddie's grip on you continued to tighten. Steve gave Eddie a look, but it appeared that Eddie ignored him.

"You're sleeping with the lead guitarist? You're moving up in the world, my girl" At the pet-name you froze and smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to do. Billy was grinning, knowing full well what an absolute shit he was being. Fucking bastard.

Eddie hadn't said a word, but he didn't have to from the way his entire body tensed.

Oh shit

"Anyways. We gotta be going, rehearsal and all that." Eddie said with a tight smile, pulling you away from Billy. You stumbled backwards slightly at the sudden movement and almost fell.

"It was nice seeing you Billy" you managed to say before being dragged away for good. Steve on the other side of you in case you accidentally fell over again.

"See you around doll" You heard Billy call after you. You saw Max walk past you as he yelled, "Oi shithead! Get in the car!" with less animosity than before the Star Court Mall fire but still not with much warmth either.

It was going to be an interesting drive home...

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The car ride home was silent. Not even turning on Metallica or Iron Maiden helped the situation. Eddie had ejected the tape and shoved it into his side door pocket mid-way through the song.

You had opened your mouth to speak but got shut down real quick, "Not now" was all Eddie said. His voice remained levelled and calm, which only scared you more.

It was only when he pulled up outside his trailer did you wish you could return to the silence.

"Billy Hargrove, huh" he started. It was phrased as a statement rather than a question, so you didn't answer. He turned to finally look at you and you could see the wildfire behind his eyes. You had never seen Eddie like this. You swallowed and slowly undid your seatbelt.

"When were you gonna tell me that your last ex-boyfriend was Billy fucking Hargrove? The biggest asshole that ever showed up to Hawkins High." Eddie locked the car doors as you tried to reach for the door handle. Oh no.

You didn't usually have big explosive fights. The last fight you had that was this big was when he had been keeping it a secret that he had been doing drug deals and meeting up with Chrissy Cunningham - when both of you knew full well, that he used to have a crush on her since middle school.

"You never asked" you shrugged your shoulders. You knew that wasn't the answer he was looking for, but it was the most straightforward one. Because it was the truth. He hadn't ever asked or pressed further about your past relationship.

"I had to find out from Steve and that was after you had run off to be all flirty with him"

That made your blood boil, "What is that supposed to mean? I wasn't being flirty, you idiot! I was happy that he was finally out of hospital. I was there at Star Court Mall too ya know!" Huffing you put your head in your hands. Completely shocked that you were even having this conversation right now.

"Oh yeah sure that's what we're calling it." He smacked the side of the driving wheel making you almost jump. Eddie talked with his hands, but he never hit things. You started feeling uneasy and trapped.

You ran your hands down your face and tried to keep yourself calm. You knew Eddie would let you out once he had calmed down a bit. You just had to get him there. "Oh my god what is going on? I love you - you absolute dumbass! I'm with you, I sleep with you, I practically almost live with you considering how much I come round to yours." You voice sounding strangled at the end. "Why are you so worked up about this?"

Looking at him exasperated you could see his eyes still blazing with unquenched fire.

Then it dawned on you.

"Are you jealous?" You looked at him as you waited for a response. When none came and he looked down at the steering wheel biting his lip, you gasped. "You are jealous! Is this what this is all about?" You relaxed into your chair your mind going hazy with both disbelief and shock. "So, cards on the table. You go and sneak off with your middle school crush for weeks on end, during which you avoid me, and I have to find you and confront you about it. But on the other hand, I'm just talking to my ex-boyfriend in a friendly way, and you fly off the handle after not even 20 minutes?!"

You waited for his response. When none came you clicked the air in front of his face annoyed. "Hello? Got nothing to say? What, did you lose your argument when you realised that you got nothing to be angry about?"

When he just looked at you, you just sunk back down into your chair. Arms crossed, annoyed and exasperated that your boyfriend was even angry about this in the first place. Gently rubbing your thumb over the part of your shoulder he had been gripping tightly during your encounter with Billy, you bit the inside of your cheek. You weren't sure what on earth you had to do to prove to Eddie that you weren't going anywhere and that he shouldn't be jealous. But from his expression and the way anger was still flowing through him, you knew your words would fall on deaf ears.

"Let me out of the car Eddie" you said. Feeling claustrophobic in the car with all this anger and negativity swirling around in front of you, you needed to in the fresh air.

"Not until you promise me you won't see him again" Eddie breathed out, staring ahead of him at the trailer door.

You looked at him thinking that he was joking. But the look on his face said that he was definitely not. Still, "you're kidding" you scoffed. He couldn't be serious. Eddie had never been like this with anyone else. He was jealous of Steve, you knew that, especially at the beginning of the relationship. But he had never said that you couldn't see him. This was ridiculous.

"Promise me" Eddie responded in a monotone voice. He still wasn't looking at you.

"Eddie, you're scaring me. Please let me out of the car" you tried again. A tremor of fear ran up your spine and you saw Eddie finally look at you. The fire behind his eyes was gone but the poison that had inflicted him with this jealousy. The poison was still there. His pupil massive, like he was on something. You could see it in the way he stared at you expressionless. Your heart rate quickening.

You've never known Eddie to be scary like this. This kind of possessiveness reminded you of home and the flashback memories started coming to the front of your mind. Your hand fumbled as you tried frantically to jiggle the door handle, but it was still locked.

Eddie grabbed your wrist and pulled you towards him, "Am I your replacement for him? What, we both listen to heavy rock and know about the Upside Down so you think 'yeah I can replace him with another fucking weirdo'? Were you planning on leaving me as soon as he got better?" As you shook your head repeatedly, his grip on your wrist tightened, "Now, promise me" he said each word slowly. Over punctuating each syllable.

"Eddie, please." your voice trembled with fear and pain. Where he was holding you on your wrist was aching and you could see your hand turning blue with lack of blood circulation.

You saw something flash behind his eyes and all of a sudden, his pupils returned back to regular size, and he let go of you. He unlocked the doors and stayed sat inside the car before jumping out and slamming his door shut. You shrunk back at the noise, your body taught with fear and caressing the purple bruise forming around your wrist from how tightly Eddie had been holding you.

You slowly got out of the car, legs wobbling slightly. Closing the door slowly, you leaned against the cool metal of the van. Breathing deeply, you sighed at the fight that had just unfolded. Your head was swimming with thoughts. Why was Eddie so jealous of Billy? Was he this jealous of Steve when he was first introduced to the gang? None of what he said he meant right? You could provide no answers to the questions swirling inside your mind. But you heard footsteps, so you straightened up, ready in case Eddie wanted a round 2.

You felt yourself be pulled into a gentle hug. Your nose breathing in his scent slowly. Still trying to keep your breathing steady so that you didn't start crying. "I'm so sorry for how I was with you then. I just got so angry" Your face buried into his hair so you could barely hear what he was saying over the sound of your mind and your heartbeat. "My dad used to lose his temper like that with me, I guess I lived up to the Munson name." You knew he was trying to apologise and make a joke out of it, but it felt like he was excusing his behaviour to genetics. You made a small 'hmm' noise in response and the hug became slightly tighter

You pulled away first. "I'm gonna go home. I need to be on my own for a bit" you murmured. Refusing to look him in the eye, because you were still terrified, you'd see the poison still there and also because you knew if you looked at him, you would definitely lose all control of your emotions and weep.

"I'll call you?" He offered. You simply nodded. Your vocal cords tired after the short but explosive fight. He'd let you walk to your trailer across the trailer park by yourself. He knew he had overstepped the line and he knew that you needed space. He sighed. "I've really fucked this up" he pinched the bridge of his nose and walk walked into his trailer when you began walking away.

As you made your way passed Max's trailer you stopped to pet one of your neighbours' dogs. The silly good boy wagged his tail and whined, putting his paw up against the fence. "I'm fine, I promise" you managed a small smile when you reached through the fence to scratch his ears. A couple of small tears escaped through the quick blinking of your eyes. You used your other hand to wipe them away, pausing when you saw the bruise on your wrist develop fully.

The doggy whined and sniffed at your hand before licking your fingers softly. "Thanks for making me feel a bit better" you let out a soft laugh at the feeling. "You're a good boy" you said, and the doggy woofed in response, clearly pleased.

"And here's me thinking you'd only call me that"

You turned around too quickly, almost losing your footing, but a large hand caught you by the waist in time. You recognised the voice and the hand simultaneously.

"Hi billy"

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You know Spencer's in need of a pick-me-up when you get on the jet. It's been a long case, and he's been unknowingly doing his job as a soon-to-be-dad by holding up your hair while you were sick in the mornings.

So you break out the scrabble board, earning smiles from everyone as they know what you're about to do. He goes to get you tea first, and you use the opportunity to take the letters you need, putting some on his slider so he doesn't get suspicious.

"I bet you cheated." He accuses you, scowling at you playfully.

"Promise I didn't." You claim, holding your hands up in defense.

"I hope you're putting down a word like cat then." He scoffs, nudging your feet under the table.

That is definitely not the phrase you plan on putting down. Secretively, you put all your letters on the board and bank on Spencer's focus being on his own letters, no doubt trying to think up the most complicated word while you arrange the letters.

There's no doubt the only times you win are when he lets you.

You eagerly wait for him to read your word, heart thumping with anticipation for his reaction. He's been talking about having a baby for years and you know he's going to be elated.

It's an edge-of-your-seat event for the rest of the jet, as well, all excited for what his reaction's going to be. JJ's got her phone out, subtly filming it for you to keep the treasured memory, and so Penelope can see it when you get home.

"Y/n." He shakes his head, looking at you like your an idiot. But you're doing the same thing. For someone so intelligent, he is not getting it. "One, you can't have ten letters, and two, you can only have one word. Pregnant wouldn't even be okay. With those letters, you can have pigment for 16 before any double scores, but you can't cheat. You have to redraw."

Behind him, you can see Morgan, JJ, Rossi, and Emily laughing. There's even a smirk on Hotch's lips.

You bite down a smile. "Spence, read it out loud." You try.

"I'm pregnant." He repeats what's written on the board. Morgan and Emily can't contain their giggles, highly amused by your husband's obliviousness. "You still can't have it. I'll let you get away with knowing my letters, but that's worth at least 20 points."

"You're a genius, right?" You question.

He frowns again. "Provably."

"Okay, so what does that mean?" You prompt, trying to help him make the connection.

He's struggling, still completely baffled about why you would need a basic middle school biology lesson. "Being pregnant? When there's an embryo that turns into a fetus growing in someone's uterus."

Even you can't bite down your laughter that time. You realize you're going to have to ditch the original plan of him deciphering the board, and take the test out of your bag.

His eyes widen as he reads the same word as was on the board. Then he looks back up at you, slightly teary-eyed as the connection sticks. "You're pregnant." He says with deep realization.

You nod, still waiting for a reaction that wasn't him stating a fact. He quickly gets out of his seat, buzzing with excitement as he drags you up and wraps his arms so tightly around you that he can pick you up and spin you around.

"I'm an idiot." He shakes his head when he puts you down, holding you tightly in a hug.

"I know." You agree with a laugh, pulling away to kiss him in a rare public display of affection.

When you're done, there's a round of hugs and congratulations from the team, all equally thrilled for you two to be embarking on the next step in your lives together.