CHEAP BEER AND WEED | M. Kramer

CHEAP BEER AND WEED | m. kramer

pairing: mitch kramer x fem!reader

warnings: make out, underage smoking/drinking, slight underage sexual acts? ( does it count if it’s just touching a boobs? ) if i missed any let me know :)

— “YOU KNOW YOU DONT HAVE TO SPEND money on me right?” y/n asked as her and mitch walked down the street hand in hand.

“i know, but sometimes i wanna get things for you and if not for you then the both of us” mitch smiled as they stopped outside of the liquor store.

“i honestly don’t under stand how he thinks your of age with a cute face like that” y/n laughed as mitch’s cheek heated up.

“shut up” mitch said as they walked into the store and went back to the wine section.

“i thought you didn’t like wine?” y/n asked as mitch picked up a bottle of red wine. “no put that down.” mitch did as she said and put it down beige looking at her confused. “get the white wine, it’s cheaper, and sweeter than red wine”

mitch nodded before grabbing the bottle and walking up to the register. mitch and the cashier mad small talk before the two teens walked out of the store and to the empty feild, not far from where they were.

“lucky for you i brought a blanket” y/n smiled before grabbing her blanket from her bag.

“what do you all have in there?” mitch asked as he went to look in it, but y/n smacked his hand away.

“eyes and hands out of my bag” y/n told him as they both chuckled before spreading the blanket and sitting on top.

“oh, i forgot, here i brought these” mitch said as he pulled out a baggie of joints. y/n chuckled before grabbing two blunts out of her back pocket.

“great minds think alike” y/n clucked as she handed one to mitch and handed him the lighter. “hand me the wine” mitch handed her the wine watching her undo the foil on the top before popping the top off with her fingers.

“yeah!” mitch yelled making y/n shush him quickly. he laughed and took another hit off the blunt. y/n took a chug of the wine, feeling the bitter but sweet tatse take over her senses, before handing it to mitch who handed her the blunt in return

y/n inhaled the toxic smoke without a second to lose, feeling the smoke coat her throat and lungs before blowing it out after a while of holding it in to let the full effect take over.

“hey…” mitch smiled as y/n met his eyes. y/n smiled back as she passed the blunt back to him. she watched as he finahied it off before flicking it somewhere.

y/n sighed and laid down with her arm behind her head, acting as a pillow. mitch smiled before crawling over her and kneeling above her, his legs between hera as his arms rested by her head.

y/n giggles as he leaned down and rested his forehead against hers. y/n was gonna say something but was cut off by his lips against hers. which once was soft and passionate, their kisses became hard and needy. this wasn’t anything new to them. after all they were both hormonal teenages, but they never went farther then both of them having their shirts off, and they lied it that way.

mitch suddenly grabbed the back of her thighs and leaned backwards putting himself in a sitting position and y/n in his lap. y/n laughed before placing her lips on his. mitches hands found their way from her hips to under her shirt on her waist. y/n’s cheeks heated up at the contact, the tingles she got from a single innocent touch made the butterflies in her stomach 10x more active.

his hands slowly creeped upwards, waiting for her to say no at any point, but she didn’t , she let his hands move upwards to the point where they were just under her bra, his finger tips just barely touching the hem of the fabric.

“is this okay?” mitch asked and, y/n nodded before pulling his face twords hera which he happily followed along letting their lips meet once again.

mitch’s hands slowly made their way up to where his hands were sitting on top of her bra. as his hands made contacts y/n sighed into the kiss liking the feeling. mitch slowly added pressure to his finger tips, lightly squeezing the flesh hidden underneath the fabric.

y/n gasped making mitch quickly pull his hands and lips away, looking at her with concern and regret. “i’m sorry- i-i’m so sorry” y/n laughed before he looked at her with confusion written on his face.

“you didn’t hurt me, it felt nice. that was a gasp of pleasure, miggie” y/n said using the stupid nickname she had given him in the second grade. mitch sighed in relief before falling backwards, bringing her with him as he went. y/n pecked his lips and placed her head in the crook of his neck.

and the two teens laid there under the stars in the big open feild just watching the sky above them…

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Do You Hate Me? // Robin Arellano X gn!Reader

Request: Hello, I have a Robin request/idea for you. Maybe the reader is friends with Finney, but not really friends with Robin. Robin thinks the reader hates him, but they have a crush on him and just can’t express it normally. Hope you’re having a good day/night💕

Warning: Cursing, Bloody knuckles, angst (I LOVE SM), mentions of anxiety (the tiniest bit) Tell me if there is more!

The bell rings, telling everyone 2nd period is over. I walk out of the classroom and go to my locker. I start to put the combination in when I look over to see Finney and Robin walking over to me. Shit, open, quickly, please. I curse to myself. Since I was rushing I messed up the code, and I wanted to punch myself in the face. I start putting my code in normally, excepting my fate.

“Hey Y/n.” Finney says, stopping next to me.

“Hey guys.” I say, opening my locker. Robin please don’t talk to me-

“Hey, want to walk to next period together?” Robin asks, smiling at me. I look at him and quickly think of an excuse. We both have the same next period, math, but I really didn’t want to walk with him.

It’s not that I hate him or anything like that. It’s actually the complete opposite, I have this crush on him. I have always wanted to be friends with him, or more, but I don’t want to make it obvious that I have a huge crush on him. I feel like I would just ruin everything so I make excuses to not hang out with him. We have hung out before, but only with Finn there and he never left our side.

“I have to go to the bathroom, but next time maybe.” I say, slightly smiling, taking my books out of my locker. I felt bad, and I see out of the corner of my eye him frowning a bit. “See you guys later.” I said, walking in the direction of the bathroom. I wait a minute to hear the bell ring, then I wait a few more minutes to make it seem like I actually did go to the bathroom. I walk to my math class and open the door.

“Y/n. It is such a pleasure for you to join us.” The teacher sarcastically says. “This is your 5th time doing this in the passed 2 weeks. You know what I said last time. One more time and detention, and that was your last chance. You get detention for a week starting tomorrow.” A week?? I get for a day or 2 but a full 7 days?? That’s actual bull shit.

“I know.” I said sitting down embarrassed. Did she really have to do that in front of everyone? Like come on and of course she had to do it in front of Robin. She wasn’t wrong though, it was my 5th time showing up late. It’s because I keep using excuses to get away from Robin.

It’s horrible I know. I hate that I am doing this to him. But that is how I hide a crush from people. This is my second crush, but I have never felt this way about anyone. I don’t know why but all I can do is push him away because I am scared of rejection, or embarrassment. I want to get over this crush thing, but I can’t. It’s been 2 weeks and the feeling grows even more.

I stare at my desk, thinking about Robin. I don’t do it on purpose. I hate that I do it because it doesn’t help getting over him at all. I randomly decide to look over in Robins direction and I see he was looking at me. I keep eye contact for a second, then look back at my desk. I got butterflies from him and I hold in my smile, but then I start thinking. Why was he looking at me? Do I look bad or something? Does he hate me for not walking with him? 

Lunch Time

At my locker I see Finney walking over to me but no Robin. He is probably mad at me. “Hey, where is Robin?” I ask, grabbing my lunch bag.

“He said we would just meet him in the lunch room.” Finn responds, and we walk to the cafeteria. We sit down at our usual table and we start eating. Robin comes in and sits next to Finn. 

Finn doesn’t know I like Robin, I mean maybe he does, but I haven’t ever told him. I just hope he doesn’t say anything to Robin because he has caught me staring at Robin a bunch. I was quiet while I ate, Robin and Finney talked to each other. I listened in on their conversation but it was just about random things. Robin didn’t try talking to me like he usually does at lunch.

It hurt that he didn’t try, but I also brought it onto myself. It’s my fault for being a bitch to him.

Next Morning At School (Mixing this part up a bit sorry)

As I walk to school I notice a circle of people outside of it. I walk over to the circle to see what’s happening. I see Robin punching a kid named Moose, I didn’t really know him, but I knew that he bothered people a lot. I watch as blood forms on both Robins fists and Moose’s face. I watch as Robin gets up, cursing the kid out, then walks away.

I run over to Robin, which surprised him a bit. I grab his hand and see the blood. “Is that yours or his?” I ask half joking.

“I don’t know.” He says a bit coldly.

“Let me clean this up. I have an extra shirt and tape. I know it’s not much but its better then nothing.” I say. Maybe this will make up for how I have been treating him? He gives in, walking into school and we walk in the boys bathroom. We go over to the farthest sink and I get out the extra shirt from my bag and the tape. I grab his hand and put it under the water.

This felt weird, I mean because I haven’t ever hung out with him without Finn, and I have been avoiding him every time he wants to hang out. But now here I am holding his hand. Well more like cleaning but I was still holding it. It was awkward because neither of us said anything and the only sounds were from him wincing, or the running water.

I grabbed the white shirt and ripped it apart. It was a really bad shirt that I had in my bag just in case I needed it, but the fabric was cheap and easy to rip which really came in handy. I wrap a ripped part around his hand and wrap tape around it.

“Thanks.” He broke the silence, looking me in the eyes.

“Yeah, no problem.” I pause for a few seconds. “How does your fist feel?”

“Fine.” I nod. I try thinking of things to talk about to make it less awkward. “Y/n.” He says after a long pause. I look at him and raise my eyebrows, showing him he has my attention. “Why have you been acting like this around me? Do you hate me?”

“Hate you?” I ask, he nods. “No, not at all. It’s just a long story.” It really wasn’t a long story, I just didn’t want to tell him the real reason.

“I have time.” We did, school didn’t start until 7:30 and it was 7:13 (idk when theirs starts but that’s when mine does so). I look at the door, contemplating running out of there, but I knew I wouldn’t do it because that is just too embarrassing. I guess he saw me looking at the door so he takes a step forward, trapping me in the corner.

“I, um. Well I have this crush on you and that is how I express my feelings, I mean not express but that’s how I deal with a crush and I want to be your friend but I don’t want to screw it up and I know that we aren’t even that good of friends so it’s weird that I like you like this,” I vent, saying my words very fast. Robin’s eyebrows were up, I am guessing he was surprised with what I was saying and how fast I was saying it. “And now I am going to go because I am extremely embarrassed and I don’t want to ever talk about this again.”

I walked away while Robin was frozen. My face was red, and I wanted to never see him again. He wasn’t saying anything, but I didn’t give him the chance to, but I don’t want to hear what he has to say in response to anything I said.

In between 2nd and 3rd Period

I do my usual thing where I go to my locker and grab my math book. I made sure to do it as fast as possible, making sure Finney doesn’t come over to me with Robin. I saw them out of the corner of my eye, but I acted like I didn’t see them, and I go to 3rd period.

I was one of the first people in the classroom, and I sat at my usual desk. I don’t look at the people coming in the room. It’s like I was trying to act like everything was normal. I wish it was. Maybe I am just making this weird.

Class starts and I tried my best to keep my mind on math but it kept coming back to Robin. I felt a familiar pair of eyes on me, just like yesterday. I look over to see Robin staring at me. I don’t look away this time. To my surprise he smiles at me. I give him a genuine smile back. So things aren’t weird with us? I mean, he smiled at me so it’s not like he hates me.

“Y/n, Robin.” I look up at my teacher. “Quit staring at each other and work on your tests.”  My face heats up. Test? Wait what? I look down to see a test on my desk.

Lunch time

I knew lunch time would be extremely awkward, Finney wouldn’t know why, I mean unless Robin told him already. I sit in my regular seat, but Finn and Robin weren’t there. They didn’t come to get me at my locker so I came to the lunch room myself. I unwrapped my sandwich I made this morning and I start eating it. I start getting extremely bored so I start picking at my nails. I usually have Robin and Finney’s stories to make me entertained, but I have no clue where they are.

Maybe they just sat somewhere else? I start looking around the lunch room for either one of them. Just then I saw them come into the lunch room and walk towards the table we always sit at.

“Sorry Y/n, Robin here was telling me a very interesting story about someone confessing their love this morning to Robin here.” Finn says sitting down. My eyes widen and I look at Robin and he just smirks and looks down. God dammit. Everything after that at lunch was normal, Robin and Finn talk and I just listen.

Detention

I walk into the classroom that was held for detention and I sat at a random desk. I really didn’t know how this works, as I haven’t ever had it if I am being completely honest. I hear someone walk in behind me and I turn around. Of course, out of all people. Robin. I watch as he sits in a desk a few seats from mine.

We haven’t talked since this morning, which made things a bit more awkward. I look around the room for something to do or to stare at. Maybe like a poster or something I can read? But no. This classroom was bare asf.

“Pst.” I look over at who made the noise, Robin. “We need to talk.” My heart starts beating, Dear god no please. I nod, but I was confused how we would talk, the teacher was right there, but we were in the back, so she wouldn’t be able to hear us if we whispered. But I didn’t want to take that chance. I watch as Robin moves himself to the seat next to me and he pulls out a piece of paper and starts writing.

I anxiously wait as he is scribbling something. I hear him ripping the paper at sometimes, I am guessing he messed up, but there is something called an eraser. I watch the clock as I wait for him, he was kind of taking forever. He finally dropped the note on my desk. I looked over at him and he quickly turned his head looking the other way. I pick up the note and open it.

I don’t know where to start this so I am just going to say it. I like you too. I thought you knew that I liked you, that is why you were distancing yourself from me. I want to take you out somewhere, if you are up for it?

□ Yes □ Ew no □ Maybe?

I smiled at the options, I then looked over to Robin and he was still looking away. He still had the pencil in his hand so I took it from him. 

☑ Yes □ Ew no □ Maybe?

I fold back the paper to how it was before, then tap Robin on the shoulder. He finally looks my way, and I could see the anxiousness in his eyes. I hand him the paper and watch as he unwrapped it. I watch as he smiles and looks at me. When he sees me looking at him he tries to hide his smile but he couldn’t.

THE END I LOVE THIS

I would be up for a part 2, also THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING!! REQUESTS ARE OPEN FOR ROBIN ARELLANO AND MIGUEL CAZAREZ MORA

hello world! sorry i haven’t posted in a VERY long time. i got logged out and i couldn’t remember my login info but i’m back now! so i will be getting to the requests as soon as possible :)

THE FIRST I LOVE YOU | d. holfield

pairing: dinger holfield x fem!plus size!reader

warnings: body image issues, i think that’s it but if there’s anything i missed please let me know. also if i never can’t find a partner who is like this i don’t want them.

I SIGHED AS I LOOKED at my reflection in the mirror. i never really liked my body, but i never hated it either. i liked it when i wore certain pants it complemented my hips and thighs, but i hate that it brings out my hip dips.

i shook my head and decided i wasn’t gonna deal with this today. i just threw on one of my old hoddies laying around and out on a random pair of leggings, and decided that was it. i was almost out the door when i ran back to my dresser and grabbed the necklace dinger had gotten me for my birthday last year.

“well don’t you look comfy” my mother chuckled as i walked out to the car. i rolled my eyes and got in the car.

“hello honey!” i cringed at the stupid accent dinger did as his arms wrapped around me from behind. i felt his lips peck behind me ear making me laugh and squirm out his his grip.

“hi dinger” i smiled as he took my hand and walked down the hallway. i could see girls looking at me, i tried to ignore them but by the time we had gotten to class i already wanted to go home.

i sat in my desk, dinger behind me, and put my head down on my arms. this was nothing new, i always sleeped in science. it was boring plain and simple. i felt my desk shuffle a bit so i looked up to see dinger sat on top of it.

“you okay?” dinger asked as he messed with my hair. i swatted his hands away, causing him to pout. “why can you play with my hair but i can’t play with yours?”

“because your hair is messy, it won’t matter if i mess it up, it will look the same” i laughed as dinger mocked hurt.

“okay, i see how it is” dinger got up and went back to his seat. i could hear him muttering the words i told him. the bell rung making me sign and put my head back down.

by the time it was lunch i was done with the staring. instead of going to the lunch room i walked down the hallway, acting as if i was going to the bathroom as a teacher walked down the hall. once she was gone i booked it for the exit door.

once i was far enough from school, i took a cigarette and lit it, letting the smoke burn my lungs as i walked down the street.

i knew my mother would be home, but i knew she wouldn’t care that i came home, after all i did it often enough. i walked in the door and headed straight for my room.

i flopped into my bed and pulled the covers over me, just wanting an escape from reality. i sighed as a hugged my pillow before my eyes got heavy.

“hey…wake up” i heard fingers voice as i turned over to see him sitting on my bed. “wha lt happend? why did my leave”

“i couldn’t handle the stares” i sighed as i sat up in bed.

“what stares?” dinger asked with a real looo of confusion.

“you can’t tell me you don’t see them” i told him as i looked down at my hands. i could see dinger shake his head through the corner of my eyes. my eyes teared up as all i could see were the judgemental stares.

“hey. hey. hey. what stares?” dinger said as he held my hand. he knew i didn’t like being touched when i was emotional, that’s one of the things i liked about him.

“all the stares from the skinny girls, staring at me as if i was the ugliest person on earth. the stares from girls who wonder why your dating a fat girl instead of some skinny cheerleader who doesn’t have a stomach, or fat thighs, or ugly hip dips.” i cried. dinger looked at me with wide eyes before he pulled me into him and let me cry into his chest.

“baby. baby. you are beautiful okay. i don’t care about those other girls, okay? i care about you. i don’t want one of those skinny girls because, you have way more to love. i love your stomach, because when we’re watching a movie or just laying around it’s like my own personal pillow, same with your thighs. i love that when i put my hand on them, or when i squeeze them your cheeks heat up. and your hip dips, don’t even get me started on those. they look so pretty when your in your swim suit or any pants in general. so please, please, believe me when i say i don’t want anyone else” me and dinger just stared at each other before i leaned forward and kissed him. we stayed that way for a while before we had to pull away for oxygen.

i looked down at my hands before dinger tackled me down to the bed and layed on top of me. his arms wrapped around me as his hands went under my back, and his head went into the crook of my neck.

“i love you,” he said as my eyes widened. we had never said i love you to each other. i looked down at him to see him looking up at me with a small smile and those puppy dog eyes i could never say no to.

“and i love you” i told him before i leaned down to kiss him. i could feel him smile into the kiss, as i did the same. i pulled back and dinger his his face in my neck again. my hand went to his hair as i felt him sigh into my neck.

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