“Floating Up And Dreamin”

Oscar Piastri

#op81🦘

Hiii I literally love you and your writing especially your Eddie writing!!! Anywaysss, could I request a shy!reader where they and Eddie are dating but they kinda kept it on the down low but reader was having a bad day and was being all clingy and like everyone found out and the hellfire club was just like 😮

hi i love u ty for ur request! hope this okay ♥️ shy!fem!reader | 1k words

You know you shouldn’t go to his club. It’s not fair of you. Hellfire is one of his sacred nerd rituals. As soon as he sees you like this he’ll put it on pause, and you also know – one of the only things you do know about Dungeons and Dragons — that stopping in the middle of a game interrupts the flow.

Still. You’re feeling a little selfish and a lot strung out. Today has sucked and all you’ve done is wish he was there to make you feel better, so you walk down the hallway to the club room and stand at the door, trying to summon the courage to open it.

On the other side, Mike Wheeler catches a flash of your clothes through the small glass panel and frowns. He jabs Dustin Henderson hard in the side, earning a, “What the fuck, dude?” that Mike quickly shushes.

“There’s a girl outside,” he says.

Girls are… uncommon, at Hellfire.

Dustin leans forward to look around Mike’s torso and forgets to whisper. “Is she crying?”

Eddie looks up, annoyed at being interrupted by the newbies and about to delve into a speech on respecting your dungeon master when his gaze slides past them. He spots your torso, your hands pulled up to your chest, and he knows it’s you. From the curve of your arm alone.

He’s half standing when you knock.

The rest of the group gawp as he stands. Usually, Eddie would either ignore whoever it is or have someone else answer, and his sudden willingness is downright shocking.

He cracks the door open. He’s barely had time to take in your tear stained cheeks when you’re whispering apologies. “I’m really sorry,” you say quickly, pulling the sleeves of your soft cardigan down over your hands. “I needed to see you.”

“What happened?” he asks, trying for hushed like you but missing the mark.

Mike and Dustin make incredulous faces at each other, eyes squinted in confusion.

“Who the fuck is that?” Mike asks.

Lucas Sinclair grins from across the table. “Who do you think?”

“You know her?” Dustin questions. He sounds pissed to have been kept out of the loop.

“Nope,” Lucas says, elbows sliding over the crinkling paper of his character sheet as he pulls in his chair. “I’ve never seen her before in my life. But that’s definitely his girlfriend.”

A handful of laughs from around the table. “Yeah, right,” Gareth says.

Lucas leans in even closer, practically conspiratorial as he points to Eddie’s dirty-white sneakers. “Look, see how close they’re standing?” When nobody looks convinced, Lucas glares. “I know what I’m talking about!”

He really does. The toes of your shoes are a hair's-width from Eddie’s, face to the ground as you scrub your wet cheeks. Telling him about your bad day has made it somehow feel better and worse, and your breathing comes shallow.

“I’m sorry,” you say again. “I know you’re playing your- um, your game.”

Eddie glances over his shoulder. The large majority of the group whip their faces back to their sheets, caught. He shoots a scowl at them all, though any annoyance slips away when he turns back to you. You look so sad.

Eddie doesn’t really think about it. He steps out into the hall and lets the door close behind him, arms wrapping around you placatingly. “Hey, it’s okay.”

“It’s been a really shitty day,” you say hoarsely.

“I know,” he murmurs, rubbing your back. Your shoulders tremble under his palm. “You should’ve found me earlier.”

“I didn’t want to ruin your game.”

“You haven’t. They’re on break,” he promises.

It’s a total lie but he couldn't care less about the campaign, not when you’ve come unraveled. You nod into his chest and worm your shaking hand around his waist, squeezing so tightly it aches. His head tucks over yours like it was made to and he wills some stillness into you, perturbed by your shuddering. He hates when you get like this. You're so wound up you can’t calm yourself down.

Inside the club room, there’s a riot of whispering, some quieter than others.

Lucas sits back in his chair smugly. “Dude, you have a girlfriend. You shouldn’t be so surprised,” he says to Mike.

Mike peers through the glass door with a mild disgust. “Me and my girlfriend don’t do that.”

“That is not true.”

“We don’t-“

“No, they really don’t,” Dustin agrees. “They’re too busy trying to swallow each other.

Anyone who’d been listening starts to laugh, worse when Mike’s cheeks flare red and he flips them all the bird. The laughter quickly dies when the door opens and Eddie returns, his sad maybe-girlfriend trailing behind him.

“Someone get a chair for Y/N,” is all he says.

You look like you might burst into flames on the spot. Everyone’s eyes are on you. You hate it.

“Thank you,” you say, though you aren’t sure who you’re thanking as somebody passes you a chair. Eddie sits back in his ‘throne’ and you sit beside him, cheeks dry but eyes still red and face downtrodden.

Eddie leans back and rolls his eyes at the silence. “She’s my assistant for today's session,” he says concisely, before any of them think they have the right to ask.

Eddie can’t hold your hand and you don’t think you could survive it in front of so many people, but when the game starts back up and everyone is distracted he pushes his foot behind your calf and pulls your leg toward him. There’s a smile on his face as he orchestrates the next dungeon, his pen scratching down notes you don’t understand.

He rips a page from his notebook and passes it to you covertly.

You take it and let it lie against your thighs. When you read it, you struggle to suppress a giddy smile.

Prettiest assistant ever. Think she'll let me take her out tonight?

He likes his chances.

thinking about how much steve would love pleasuring you. he would barely care about getting himself off when instead he could be making you feel good. it didn’t matter how he did it as long as he got to. his fingers working against your clit, rubbing the cluster of nerves as you threw your head back in pleasure. thick fingers pushing into your entrance, a small gasp leaving him as he felt your walls tighten around him. he’d beg you to let him taste your pussy. wanting nothing more than to burry himself between your thighs and taste you. he liked the warmth you gave off as he worked his tongue against you. your sweet and sticky slick covering his face in a way he would never get used to. he’d be moaning into you when you dripped on his tongue, so thankful you let him do this. he’d kill to watch your face as he pushed into you, the air evading your lungs as you moaned for him. the best part of the experience was feeling your body tense against or around him. he’d love to pull orgasms from you, pink lips parting as he watched your body give into him. he’d love to help you, praising you softly as your orgasm approached. “come on, baby.” hed whisper to you gently. “ah ah don’t fight it, let yourself feel good.” he’d keep his pace steady, doing whatever he knew you needed to finally let go. “there she is, there’s my girl.” he’d softly laugh when you finally did. “felt good didn’t it, honey? i know, i know.” you’d cover your face, embarrassment creeping up on you. steve knew this part was coming, quickly kissing your neck and telling you “this is good for me, would make you cum for hours if you let me, beautiful.” he loved making you feel good, so much so that it made him feel good to do it.

“You pop when we get intimate...”

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Hi can i please get headcanons for the cullens with a human female s/o that is very afraid of needles and she has to get like a flu shot and they are trying to calm maybe carlisle gives her the shot

Thx i love u and ur work so muck its not even funny

OMG thank you so much for the support

Cullen's with human s/o afraid of needles getting a shot

Jasper can feel how anxious and fearful you are and he feels so bad. He will use his gift to calm you down the best he can. Edward can hear your thoughts racing. "It's alright bunny we will be here the whole time!" Alice say attempting to calm you down a bit. You were clearly afraid the whole family is there trying to help you calm down. Esame will bring a home made treat to help your nerves and blood pressure. Emmett will tell stupid jokes to distract you while rose strokes your hair. Carlisle will come in and try not to let you see the needle knowing it will make it worse. "Hey baby look at me" rise says as she gently lifts your chin to look you in the eyes. You know you are about to feel the needle prick you and the build up makes it worse. You feel the shot and winter as tears prick your eyes. "Hey it's okay baby all over, you are okay." Carlisle kisses you check and puts a cute bandaid on your arm. They will give you so much affection that day and comfort you constantly. Carlisle reminds you to move your arm every once in awhile so it's not sore later.