Love Affair

Love Affair

  Pairings: JJ Maybank x Black Fem! Reader, Pope Heyward x Black Fem! Reader, JJ Maybank x Pope Heyward

Summary: Everyone can see how much JJ and Pope love you, but you can’t.

Warnings: Pet names, kisses, implied smut, fluff, some angst, Poly relationships, and language.

Song for title

 You and I, baby

Maybe we can ride away, baby

You look up at Pope, who was cradling JJ in a tight embrace. JJ looks over at you and smiles. “You feeling lonely over there cupcake?” Your cheeks heat up at the nickname. Pope smiles over and opens an outstretched hand over to you. “Come ‘ere sweetie.” You walk hesitantly over, the boat rushing unevenly. JJ pulls you into him and you giggle. “You’re safe with us princess.” You roll your eyes. “Am I?” “Yup.” Pope says and he and JJ attack you with kisses and you laugh. 

Kie, Sarah and John look over at the both of you with smiles on their faces. “They love each other so much.” Sarah whisper to Kie. “I can’t see those two without her, really. She completes us.” Kie whispers back.

And I just wanna get inside, baby

But I don’t wanna wait forever

JJ kisses up your neck as Pope makes out with you on your right. You were in the middle of a huge euphoric rush. Both boys hands trail your body and they touch your core. Pope breaks away and tilts your head over to them. “Do you actually want to do this?” You nod. “We need to hear words of confirmation pretty girl. We won’t do anything that you don’t want to do.” They look at you waiting. “Yes. I’m ready.” “Baby are you sure? We don’t have to do this right now, we can wait sweetie.” Pope says. You nod. “I trust you both. I know you guys won’t do anything to hurt me.” You say. Pope takes your glasses off and places them on the bedside table and goes back to kissing you.

Scared that I can’t treat you better than her

“Hey, where have you guys been? I’ve been looking all over!” You laugh. “Oh it was crazy! We found some gold! Like seriously!” JJ says and Pope gives him a kiss on the cheek. A pang of sadness hits you and you turn away. “And... no one decided to call me so I can... be there?” You say quietly. Everyone’s faces fall. “Sweetie, we thought you were busy tonight!” Pope says. “You didn’t decide to call me? Neither one of you?” You say in disbelief. You look over at them, and another pang of sadness hits you. Seeing how the close those your boys were, it hurt.”  “Y/n-” Kie says and you hold up your hand. “Its fine!” You say. “I’m going home though.” You try to move past them and Pope grabs your wrist. “Sweetie-” “Don’t touch me.” You say coldly and wrench your grasp away from them, tears filling your eyes.

So when I’m gonna know what I feel inside, baby?

Maybe it’s just all in my head, so

“I don’t know if I love them!” You say exasperated. Your older sister levels a look at you. “You love them. It’s plain in simple. The way that they look at you, it’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen.” You smile. “But they love each other more. I’m surprised they haven't broken up with me yet.” Your sister rolls her eyes. “It’s probably all in your head. Those two are in love with you. Maybe just sit down with them and explain your feelings. A poly relationship is hard sissy. I was in one, and trust me, was not any fun.” You smile. “With Topper and Rafe? Sure. Bet you had the best sex of your life huh?” You laugh. Your sister rolls her eyes. “Excuse me, it was AMAZING. Get it right.” You and her laugh loudly. 

“But anyways, just try. It’s apparent that they love you. Hell, Mom sees it, and she doesn’t usually gives two shits about love.” You smile too yourself. “Now come on, let me try this ponytail on your hair, you have the perfect hair texture for it.”

Don’t overthink, this is love

Maybe it’s just a crush

Baby, is this your love affair, your love affair?

You bask in the early morning sun as you feel two arms around you clinging you to them. You stretch out your arms and start to get up but someone pulls you down. “Where are you going?” Pope mutters. “To make breakfast, aren’t you hungry?” You whisper. “Yes... but I don’t want you to leave.” He kisses your neck and nuzzles your sweet spot making you whimper. The love in his eyes as he leans under the covers and kisses your stomach making you laugh. “Where’s my affection, hmm?” JJ mumbles. “Morning Sunshines.” “You want join the tummy kisses?” Pope asks. “Hell yeah!” He goes under the covers, and they start kissing your stomach (JJ blowing raspberries on you) making you laugh and giggle. 

“Stop! Stop!” You giggle, stepping out the bed laughing. Both men cuddle each other, and you smile, that pang of sadness not appearing anymore. “We love you.” They say in unison, and you look down. “Um...” You step into the bathroom and lock the door behind you, and quickly move over to the toilet and start throwing up.

I hope what I feel is enough

Maybe this just lust

Baby is this your love affair, your love affair? Yeah

“You haven’t been hanging out with your friends in a while, and Pope and JJ haven’t been over in a while. Everything okay?” Your Mom asks. You look up from the pillow you buried your face in. “I don’t know Mom. I haven’t a clue.” She runs your hands through your curls. “Well, let’s start with what’s bothering you first.” She says. “I love them. JJ and Pope. So, so much and I, think it’s true love. And they think it’s puppy love, but I just love them so much. And they love me, I just, see that there is love between those two more than me.” You say.

“So, you feel left out of the relationship?” Your Mom says. “Yeah. And I don’t know how to tell them.” You mumble. Your Mom smiles. “Just try baby. I haven’t been in a Polyamorous relationship, but from what I’ve learned, just try. Those two love you, even if you can’t see it.” You smile. “Now, I’m going to work, your sister is at her boyfriend’s, if you are going somewhere-” “Leave a note. Love you!” You say. Your mother smiles and leaves the room. 

I wanna know

I wanna know how to feel, what to feel what’s right

                                                 P4L GROUP CHAT

JB: N/n are you coming to the party tonight? 

                                                                                   N/N: no. don’t really want to.

Kie: what??? you love to party!                             

                                                                                     N/N: not feeling it today.

Smartie: you haven’t been around us in a while, are you okay sweetie?

                                                                                      N/N: i’ve been sick.

Dumb Blonde: do u want us to come over? 

                                                                               N/N: no. i’m fine.

Kook Princess: you sure?

                                                                        N/N: yeah. 

You toss your phone on your bedside table and sigh. “You can’t keep avoiding them N/N. You have to go up to them, and tell them how much you love them. Popee and JJ are probably so fucking confused right now.” You sigh. “But I have to give my fucking feelings in check. I have to break up with them. So I can figure it out my feelings.” Your sister shakes her head. “No. That’s going to hurt you even more.”

“DOES IT EVEN MATTER ANYMORE?” You shout. “I LOVE THEM SO FUCKING MUCH BUT I DON’T KNOW IF THEY FEEL THE SAME WAY, I CAN’T AFFORD LOVING TWO PEOPLE SO FUCKING MUCH AND NOT SELF DOUBT!” You shout. Then you sink on the floor and sob. “I-I love them so much and I-” Hard sobs wreck your body. Your sister kneels on the floor and hugs you as you sob into her chest. “I love-” “Shhh. It’s okay, you’re okay. It’s okay. I know you love them. I know.” She rubs your back as you sob.

I never know

‘Cause when it gets real, I just run away and hide from you

From you

From you, ooh, ooh

A storm had hit the OBX the day you had decided to break up with your lovers. How ironic. You knock on the Heyward’s door and Mrs. Heyward opens the door. “Y/n! What are you doing here during a storm? Come inside!” She says. You step in. “I’m going to be quick Mrs. Heyward I promise. Is JJ here as well?” “Yes. Pope insisted on bringing him and was going to send out for you! But what do you mean by quick sweetheart? This is a very dangerous hurricane, bigger than Agatha and the previous!” You smile sadly. “This is more of a bitter visit.” 

You walk up the stairs and knock on the door. JJ opens the door. “Sunshine?” You give a small smile. “We need to talk.” He says and pulls you in Pope’s bedroom gently. You nod. “We don’t understand what’s going on with you. You blocked us, you haven’t been hanging out with us, you clearly aren’t sick, and you haven’t been here. Sweetie what’s going on?” Pope says. 

JJ stands up and walks over to you, stroking your face and looking into your eyes. “You can talk to us, you know that princess. You know that.” You back up from his touch. 

Hot tears start to form at your waterline, but you blink that back. “I’m sorry. Truly. But I can’t... I can’t do this with you both. I can’t feel like a burden shared between the two of you. And I can’t keep doubting that your love for me. Because I love you both so fucking much. Deeper than the Pacific Ocean, The quiet moments, the sweet smiles and the silly jokes: these are the things I cherish most. But I can’t help but doubt it. I don’t believe that you both love me, and I can’t battle with myself anymore. A lot of times I feel left out and-” You let out a sob.

You yank off the necklace that your sister had gotten you three for your first anniversary. “I can’t.” You say. “Y/n-” Pope says standing up. “I’m sorry for wasting your time. I love you both dearly.” “Y/N!” JJ yells. You run out the door and down the stairs and hear two footsteps pummeling down. “Y/N!” They yell.

Lightning cracks as you run outside into the rain and Pope grabs your arm. “Let go of me!” You yell. “YOU CAN’T JUST FUCKING DO THAT!” JJ yells. “YOU CAN’T JUST TELL US THAT YOU’RE BREAKING UP AND NOT LET US HAVE A SAY!” Pope shouts over the thunder. “I CAN DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT HEYWARD! I’M A GROWN ASS WOMAN!” You see your sister’s car pulling up by the dock. Pushing out of Pope’s grasp you run to your sister’s car and hop in, and she speeds off, leaving your two lovers in the rain.

So when I’m gonna know what to feel inside, baby?

Maybe it’s just all in my head, so

Two weeks have passed since your breakup with JJ and Pope. You had left the P4L group chat, blocked everyone and just lived in sadness for a while. Did you miss them. Yes. You missed being in the middle of them in bed, you missed the kisses, the intimate moments, the tummy kisses, and you missed your friends. But hey, that’s the price of running away from your lovers- oh sorry, EX-lovers in the middle of a hurricane. 

One afternoon, you were lounging on your bed reading and your sister opens the door. “Yeah?” You ask. “Pope and JJ are here. They said they needed to talk to you. You freeze. “WHY?” You whisper shout. “Probably because of your dramatic breakup scene.” She whispers. “Tell them to get out!” You say. “No. I am tired of seeing you mope around. You are going to spill your guts.”  You groan.

Both boys come into the room, and you look up from your book, glaring at your beaming sister. She shuts the door, and it takes the willpower not to run out of your room. “Y/n.” Pope says. “You should’ve told us how you actually felt. We could’ve talked out.” You look down. “I’m sorry. I- I truly love you both. I was scared of telling you and you both would leave. And because of that, I just felt left out. So, I left. I thought it would be better.” 

“But it wasn’t. Baby, I don’t think you realize how important you are to us. You’re our light, our brightest light in our conjoined tunnel, our everything. Y/n we need you. these two weeks we were spiraling. Hell, everyone was.” JJ says and comes over. “Baby... come back to us please?” He holds the necklace, the middle of the puzzle piece heart that was missing. You nod and Pope walks over and kisses you, firm and loving. JJ pulls your face away from his and kisses you passionately. Then all three of you. 

You hug them. “Don’t you ever pull stunts like that again understand? Pretty girl, you had us scared.” Pope says. “I can’t promise, but okay.” You giggle.

Don’t overthink, this is love

Maybe it’s just a crush

Baby, is this your love affair, your love affair?

I hope what I feel is enough

Maybe this is just lust

Baby is this your love affair, your love affair? Yeah

And I just want a good time

But am I wrong for that? No

Am I wrong for that? No, no, yeah

And is it not the right time?

But what’s the wrong in that, oh?

Am I wrong for that? No, No, so

Don’t overthink this is love

Maybe it’s just a crush

Baby is this your love affair, your love affair?

I hope what I feel is enough

Maybe this is just lust

Baby is this your love affair, your love affair? Yeah

A/N: Hey everyone! I want to apologize for not updating on the I’m his What? Series. I just haven’t had any motivation recently. I’m trying to start your other series  A Love Too Pure, with Mattheo Riddle and a Faerie reader, and I’ve been having ideas for other stuff so I am all over the place. But I love you all and I hope you all are staying safe. I love you all! 

P.S. Also, I know that the song has a much different meaning than my fic. I just like the song and wanted to pair it.

reblog if the first musical you listened to was not Hamilton

A Change in Character: A Love Too Pure

Okay! So instead of me making a GN! Reader I’m making a Gender neutral black character! Their my Original OC and I feel Like they would be perfect for this Story! Note that this Photo is not mine, But I am making an introduction while I am writing the first chapter for you all!

Princess Alora Venus Chanelle of the Faerie Realm.

Chapter One is in the making!

Hii can you write az saying something he doesn't mean and making reader cry and then comforting her? Or the classic flinching during argument? I just really love hurt/comfort loll

Thank you and I hope you have a good day!! <33

OH I LOVE THESE TROPES! Your wish is my command!

Warnings: Cussing, Yelling, somebody almost getting stabbed.

Reckless

"You can't keep doing that shit y/n!" Azriel yells. "Well, what the fuck was I supposed to do Azriel? Just let them corner my older sisters?" You yell. You were supposed to only stay with Nest and Feyre while they were in the library, but you had risked your life, distracting them so Nesta and Feyre could go get help while you led the Hybern Intel down, down, down into the library, and that's when you had met your new best friend, Bryaxis(which is beside the point). Azriel was horrified to find out that you were down there, by yourself, with no one to protect you. But you were always like that. Doing reckless things with your new immortality.

"You were supposed to find a way out, y/n. You put yourself in these situations and it pisses me off!" He steps close to you wings flaring; eyes filled with icy rage. "You cannot keep being so fucking dumb and reckless!" He shouts.

You flinch at the insult, tears filling your eyes. "You whimper and a sob spills from your lips "I-I'm so sorry Azriel." Azriel's eyes widen. "No, no I'm sorry. I'm so sorry angel, I didn't-" He tries to pull you against his chest, but you shove him away. Azriel's heart breaks as he sees you sob, mentally kicking himself for hurting you.

"I was scared. So, so scared to lose you." He whispers. You look at him. "I didn't mean to say that you're dumb, y/n. You are so smart, the most beautiful fae I have ever seen. And the fact that I insulted you just now kills me. I am so sorry." He says. "It's fine." You whisper. "Now please come and hug me. I don't want to be apart anymore." Azriel nods and starts to walk over, but you rush over, impatient to be in his arms. He kisses the top of your head as he rocks you back and forth, sort of like a slow dance moment. "I love you Azriel." You say and look up at him, adoration filling your eyes. Azriel leans down to give you a sweet kiss. "I love you so much angel, you have no idea how long I've been waiting for you." He says. "Well, it's a good thing I came along!" You say cheerfully and kiss his cheek.

A/N: Okay! Three in one day! Y'all keep coming with the request, it's helping me be motivated and keep me out of the funk in my head. Keep requesting from the list, but also give me some other characters so I don't get bored and back into my procrastination mood. Love y'all, be safe!

REQUESTS

I put up the board for my requests, you all should see it on my page. So for anyone who wants to request anyone from the list you can tell me and I’ll deliver! It just might take me a while to get into my writing again.

Hello!! I saw you you request were open and I would like to request something if that’s okay💜

Could you do a Rhys x reader where reader’s overworked and Rhys basically gives her a spa day after she comes home one day just tired and on the verge of a breakdown?

Hope you are doing well💜

Of Course! I love my Rhysie Darling!

Overwhelmed

You were so, so tired.

Work was overwhelming. People in general are overwhelming. You work in a bakery, the one place where you are to feel relaxed by the soothing smells of bread, cakes and cookies, which helps you forget about the otherwise impending paperwork you had to help Rhys with, and you were planning to have a relaxing shift with your best friend.

But today, it seemed like everybody and they mama wanted something from your bakery and there was a rush hour. People were all in your face, barking orders at you. One man had called you a bitch for running out of his favorite bread, which was easily corrected by your best friend, who cursed him out. Of course, you tried to stop her, but she didn't listen, which you were secretly grateful for.

But once you had closed up shop, you saw your beloved mate, your fiancé Rhys, standing beside the door. He smiles at you, and a wave of sadness and pent-up feelings washed over you as you dropped your belongings onto the ground and started sobbing, and Rhys rushes over to comfort you. He winnows you both back to your shared room in the House of Wind. "My darling, what saddens you so?" He whispers as he kisses away your tears (or should we say lick? Y'all can pick) and rubs your back soothingly. You sob, burying your face in his chest. He whispers sweet nothings into your ear until you calm down to quiet sniffles.

"Now my darling, what happened? What made you cry so much?" He asks and you let out a sigh. "Apparently everyone and their mama wanted to come to the bakery today, because it was a rush the whole day. I didn't get a break, and one man called me a bitch for running out of his favorite bread! And that's not counting the paperwork I haven't edited for you, or the thank you notes I need to send from all of the gifts we got from the engagement-" Rhys quickly shushes you. "My darling slow down. We don't need to worry about all of that right now. Let's just get you some food and some rest and we'll think it over, okay?" He says, brushing some stray hair from your face. You nod and he kisses your forehead and picks you up bridal style, where there was a steaming, jasmine-scented bubble bath waiting for you.

Rhys strips you down and gently places you in the tub and you let out a sigh of relief. Rhys smiles down at you and kneels as he caresses your hand. "Thank you Rhysie." You whisper. "Anything for my mate." He kisses your hand and starts to get up, but you grab his wrist. "Please don't leave." You whimper, the urge to cling to him apparent. "I'm not leaving my y/n. I'm just going to make your food, and I'll come back, and we can cuddle. How does that sound?" He asks. "That sounds wonderful." You say, and he plants a firm kiss on your lips.

"I love you."

I love you more my darling."

A/N: Okay, so this one is half assed, but I hope it's what you want! Keep sending requests and I'll try to update my Mattheo Riddle series!