A Ghostly Love Masterlist

You Belong with Me 💙🏈📖

Part 5

Wally Clark x fem reader Y/N

Summary:

You and Wally experience your first group with the other ghosts and get some answers to some questions you have until you are interrupted by people setting up for the homecoming dance.

“Ah you found us. Welcome to the Split River High afterlife support group. Have a seat and let’s get started.” Mr Martin said eagerly. You and Wally sit in the middle of the circle, Rhonda on one side, Janet the next side. “Ok so who would like to start- “Yeah I do” Wally says interrupting Mr Martin. “So, we are all dead, but we can still do things that we used to be able to do but people can’t see or hear us, and we can’t leave this place?” 

“Yes. We don’t exactly know why we are stuck here let’s just call it the “in between” but we are. I have been here for 25 years and still haven’t worked it out I’m afraid.” Mr Martin explains as you and Wally sit and stare blankly at him neither of you not knowing how to respond to that. You are about to ask another question when Janet chimes in “I’ve been here for 23 years, I fell down a flight of stairs and broke my neck. Mr Martin was already here.” Stunned is all you can think about. These people or should I say ghosts have been trapped in this school for 25 years not knowing why you can’t leave is crazy. “How did you die?” Rhonda asks looking directly at you. Before you can say anything another ghosts’ chimes in. “are you guys dating? You have the same jacket on and died the same day makes sense if you were together when you died.” The ghost next to Janet not revealing his name but you could tell he died during the drug phase of the 70s just by looking at him.

“Actually, Wally and I are best friends. Our moms are also best friends, and we were born five days apart. Wally gave me his old varsity jacket when the team upgraded in sophomore year, and I wear it to all of his games.” You say trying not to share too much about you and Wally’s friendship. “As for how we died, Wally got tackled really badly by the other team and his neck snapped and I got hit by a car that was speeding in the parking lot.” You share with the group. “Wait that’s how it happened? It happened so fast I didn’t even feel it. That must have been scary to watch.” Wally says to you softly trying not to show his emotions to the group. Just as you were about to respond you are interrupted again but this time not from another ghost it was a bunch of people entering the gym getting decorations hung and placed around. “What is happening?” you ask turning around and seeing more people file into the gym. “It was your homecoming yesterday, right? Well today is the dance.” Janet answers. “No fucking way they are still having the dance after we died. Did we mean nothing to people at this school?” Wally yells before walking off and starts yelling at everyone in the gym. “I’ll talk to him and try to get him to come- ““No need Y/N group will finish early; they might not be able to see us, but they will get in our way.” Mr Martin says as he interrupts you. 

Wally is pissed. He’s still trying to get someone, anyone’s attention but nothing. “Wally, hey its ok let’s go talk somewhere.” You say ever so gently trying not to anger him anymore. Without saying another word, you see tears stream down his face as you embrace in a hug. You and Wally walk down the halls away from the others to talk. “It might have been too late to cancel the dance, Wally. It cost a lot of money for the school, and it could have been just easier to continue on.” You say to Wally as he has finally calmed down. “Yeah, I guess so. Man, I’ve been such an emotion wreak lately, haven’t I? Talk about embarrassing.” Wally admits looking away. “Hey, look at me Wally.” You say touching his chin to lift his gaze from of the floor and on to you. “Don’t be sorry. We are going through a lot right now it’s understandable you will be emotional. I am too but we are not in this alone. We have the others who will help us. To answer the questions, we have. You aren’t alone Wally. You will never be.” You say as you embrace in a tight hug. As you do you feel the butterflies again in your stomach that are only there when he embraces you. This crush is going to get more complicated now, but you still can’t tell him yet. You don’t want to risk your friendship and he needs a friend now more than a new relationship. Besides you wonder, he might not love me back in that way. “You really know what to say when I’m like this don’t you Y/N I love you. What did I deserve to have a best friend like you?” He responds after you release from your hug. “I love you too Wally. I’m lucky to call you my best friend. Now come on let’s go find one of the other ghosts and we can ask as many questions you have.” You say as you take Wally’s hand and walk down the hall into the teachers’ lounge since that’s where you figured they like to hang out.

Part 4 Part 6

You Belong with Me

Wally Clark x fem reader slow burn story

Part 26:

Summary:

It was the next morning you have woken up in Wally’s arms again, something you still feel giddy about. You carefully try to remove his arm that is clung to your body, which doesn’t work as he wakes up imminently. “No babe five more minutes, please” he begs as he wraps his arms around you placing a firmer grip around you. “We can’t Walls, we have to go set up the gym for the chat, you know the one we set up. We can’t be late again otherwise they will come looking for us and they will see your butt again.” You say loosening his arms around your body. “Ok fine, but when it’s over we are doing this again.” He pleaded as he got of the bed. You and him quickly change and head to the gym. 

You walk in and are greeted with everyone already waiting and Mr Martin and Janet arguing. “Finally, you guys are here, they have been arguing like that for ten minutes.” Tommy said as you and Wally take your seats in the familiar circle of past group sessions. “I don’t think they have even acknowledged us being here yet.” Rhonda groaned as she takes out a lollipop from her pocket and placing it in her mouth. “Should we say something?” Charley wonders. “Yeah, I will.” You whisper. Standing up from your seat you shout, “Hey are you going to talk to us or should we leave you two alone to continue to bicker like an old couple.” 

Everyone is silent, you were not usually the type to snap like that at anyone, what can you say you have changed in death no longer the quiet, shy girl who only had one friend. You eye them both and wait for them to join the circle before you sit back down. Wally moves his seat closer to you and whispers “Ok babe that was hot, seeing you take control like that.” You giggle and before you can whisper anything back Mr Martin starts talking.

“All I ever wanted was to help you all by crossing over. I worked on every theory anything to explain why we were trapped here I-“ “ So your way of helping us was to trap us in our own personal hell?” Rhonda interrupts. “When Janet came to me with a theory that ‘energy is trauma’ and how we enter our scars would break the barrier for us to be free. Yes, I did want you guys to do that, and I didn’t know how long it would take. But Janet refused. She went in herself and over time when I saw that the janitor had noticed me, I knew it was working. But Janet was becoming more reluctant to enter the scar.” He admits. “Gee I wonder why she became so reluctant.” Charley snapped at him. “You kept pushing her in when she was scared and traumatized. She literary had to take over another body to get away from your torture. You should have stopped when you saw she was getting reluctant to enter. But you didn’t you pushed, and you pushed her, so much for caring for us.” You snarled with anger flooding your body. “And you kept things from us, our things for decades without us knowing.” Rhonda added. 

“I’m sorry. If we just try, we could-“ “Enough of your excuses, you tormented me for far too long and I will not let you do that to them.” Janet snapped interrupting him. “I will never forgive you for what you did as I’m sure everyone else here is the same. We may all be trapped in this school but that doesn’t mean we have to tolerate you.” She grumbled marching out of the gym. You can see the tears well in his eyes not daring to fall. “Excuse me.” He says standing up and leaving the gym. 

“I can’t believe he tortured her for so long and we never knew.” You sigh. “That is so fucked up.” Rhonda snarled taking a lollipop from her pocket and placing it in her mouth. Silence falls between them not knowing how to process what was just revealed. Breaking the silence Tommy asks, “Do you think Maddie can still see us when she comes back?” “I hope so. It felt good to have some sort of connection to the living, I know I appreciated her help with Lily.” You utter as Wally places his hand on your thigh and gently strokes him thumb up and down. “I miss her, more than I thought I would.” Charley shares with tears welling up in his eyes. Suddenly the lights in the gym begin to flicker and shine brighter followed by a loud bang that shook everyone. “What the hell was that?” Wally asks as you all shoot up quickly from your chairs and run out the gym. “You don’t think one of them – Janet or Mr Martin- crossed over?” Quinn exclaimed. “I don’t know how; Mr Martin needs us especially Janet to forgive him-“ “And Janet? What if she did?” Tommy interrupts. “We have to find them. Wally, Tommy and I will try to find Janet, you guys find Mr Martin.” You shouted. Heading in opposite directions, You, Wally, and Tommy head to the library remembering Janet had her own spot in the corner to read science books. Just as you are about to open the doors, Janet bursts through the doors, “You guys felt that too, right?” she uttered. “Yeah, the last time the lights flickered was when Dawn crossed over, but we don’t know about the big noise that happened after.” Wally replies. In your peripheral vison, you look out the window where the marching band are normally looping. “Guys where’s the marching band?” you slurred. The others approach the window with you. In the far distance up the road, you can see the whole marching band walk the street. “What the fuck.” Tommy shouted. You all run outside to the parking lot with Rhonda, Charley, Yuri, and Quinn catching up. “Did you see-“ “Yeah we can see it” Charley adds in a puff. You all cautionary walk in the parking lot, towards the road and off school property waiting to be flung back to the place you died, like you’d would when crossing the barrier but that didn’t happen. All of your feet were planted on the road. “I think that big bang was the barrier somehow breaking down, we’re free.” You utter. Everyone screams and starts jumping up and down. You run into Wally’s arms as he swings you around. “We’re free, we’re actually free from this place.” Wally yells as you wrap your legs around his back and hold onto his neck. “We’re free baby.” You express planting a kiss on his lips. 

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You Belong with Me 💙🏈📖

Wally Clark x fem reader Y/N slow burn story

Part 16:

Summary: Maddie’s death is all anyone could talk about and since she can talk to one of her living friend’s things have become complicated. It was homecoming and the anniversary of your death; you decide to finally tell Wally how you feel until someone does first. 

The mystery behind Maddie’s death is all anyone could talk about, as you and your friends have agreed to help her solve her death. It was the homecoming game tonight, and it is also the 40-year anniversary of your and Wally’s death. You, Charley, and Rhonda are painting a banner for Wally to relive his glory days.

“I’m going to do it; I’m finally going to tell Wally how I feel tonight.” You say to Charley and Rhonda. “Finally, chickee about time.” Rhonda said. “Yeah, maybe now you can not call me chickee since I’m not chickening out anymore?” You ask Rhonda. “You will always still be chickee, chickee.” She says. “What made you decide it was finally time?” Charley asks. Charley found out about your feelings for Wally by accident when you were giving him his ‘afterlife ghost tour’. And since then, you and him have been close. All of you have become close I mean what else was there to do, you were dead. “I don’t know. I think it’s been 41 years and I know I have been annoying you guys for so long about it, it just feels right, and I thought it was fitting I tell him at the homecoming game like I planned too 40 years ago.” You say as nerves fill your body as you were about to tell Wally that you love him. “And then we could go to the homecoming dance together, but it will be different than all the time before because I will have told him how I feel.” You add. 

“This is so exciting!” Charley exclaims as he puts his paint brush down and rushes to give you a hug. “Please tell me everything after- well maybe not everything I don’t need to know all the details about heterosexual sex.” Charley says. “Charley!” you can’t believe he just said that. “I’m just telling him I love him in not expecting it to lead to sex.” “Oh, come on chickee. You haven’t even thought about it leading to you too having sex?” Rhonda questions as she stands up to join you and Charley. “Well of course I have it’s been 41 years, but I don’t expect it to happen tonight.” You say as Charley and Rhonda look at each other then back to you. “Sure, whatever you say Hun.” Charley adds as he gets back to painting before Wally walks in to check in on your progress. “The banner looks great guys.” Wally says as he does his stretches. “Hey Walls, after you relieve your glory, can I talk to you after?” you ask him nervously. “This feels like de je vu doesn’t it.” He laughs “Of course you can Darling, I will find you after.” He says as he plants a quick kiss on your head and leaves the gym. “No backing out now chickee.” Rhonda says. “You got this Y/N and remember find me later I need details.” Charley adds. 

The game has started and you nervously pace behind the bleachers. Homecoming games were always hard for you, it was the die you died after all, and the day Wally died. “Take your seats, the 2023 homecoming game is about to start.” You hear the announcer say over the loudspeakers. Crowds flock to the bleachers and you head to your seat as butterflies swarm your stomach. You can do this it’s been 41 years, it’s time to stop doubting yourself. You repeated over and over in your head. The living football players smash through their banner as Wally heads through the one you and the others were making earlier. He was running around the field and screaming with the crowd. He was such golden retriever. As you look around the stand, you see Rhonda sitting with Mr Martin and Charley a row back writing his letter to Emilio since Maddie promised she would help him since she can talk to her living friend, Simon, which you still don’t know how that is possible, but it helps Maddie trying to solve her own murder.

 Still looking around waiting for Wally to finish reliving his glory days, in the crowd you spot your sister Mary and her husband Matthew. “I can’t believe our baby girl is on the cheer team. I wish Y/N was here to witness this.” Mary says to Matthew shovelling some popcorn in her mouth. “She is right here” Matthew says softly as he places his hand on Mary’s heart. “Are your parents still coming to see Lily?” Matthew adds. “I think so, you know how hard it’s been since Y/N died here. Ill text Mom to see how far away they are.” She says as reaching to get her phone. You had been so preoccupied with helping Maddie and trying to convince yourself its now a good time to tell Wally, you didn’t even notice Lily was on the field with the cheer team. Just then, you see your parents for the first time since Mary graduated in 1987. Tears instantly stream down your face, even though they look much older now you could tell who they were. They walked up the bleachers and sat with Mary and Matthew. You just stand there watching them. Your family was there right there in front of you, and you couldn’t even talk to them. Your heart swells hearing them talk about Lily and other stories of their lives since you died. You were overwhelmed with emotions. You felt joy because you are finally seeing your family but also sadden that you weren’t there with them. There was only one person that you can talk to and that was Wally.

You set off to find him since, since you couldn’t see him on the field anymore. You head to the canteen area, and you see him and Maddie. “Hey, Wally I was wondering if you would go to the dance with me as a friend? I just don’t know a lot of people yet.” Maddie asks. “Uh yeah sure.” Wally says as they walk in the other direction. You continue to stand there not moving and staring blankly in the space where they just were standing. Idiot, you waited too long and now he’s going out with Maddie you thought to yourself. Overcome with so many emotions you run with tears streaming down your face you run as far as your legs will take you without them feeling like they will collapse from beneath you. 

You run to the girl’s toilets where no one else was as you sank to the floor and tucked your knees to your chest and just sob. Seeing your family and then seeing Wally ask Maddie to the dance when you always go together broke your heart. You don’t know how long you stayed there on the bathroom floor before you decided it was time to leave. Thank goodness for resets no one would able tell you were crying, and your makeup went back to how it was, how it always was. You exit the bathroom not wanting to see or talk to anyone, you head to theatre as you discovered a couch in the storage room. You lift the hatch door about to climb down and you hear Mina yell “What are you doing, you will disturb the play?” “It’s ok Mina I won’t touch anything.” You shout back as you head down the hatch knowing she won’t remember you down there since she was a looper.  You turn the light on, find an old blanket and a book in one of the boxes as you sank down in the couch wanting to forget the day. 

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Milo Manheim 🤍

via TikTok

Just an appreciation post for Lou. He’s a cutie like his dad who birthed him

No broke boys

pairing: milo mannheim x f! reader

It was supposed to be a casual night out. The workweek had been long, and someone suggested heading to a club to blow off steam. The team didn’t need much convincing. Now, the bass of the music thrummed through the air as Milo leaned against the bar, sipping his drink and surveying the vibrant scene before him.

His eyes naturally found Y/N across the room. She was laughing with a couple of the girls from work, her head thrown back, carefree and radiant. Milo had always thought she was beautiful impossibly so but tonight, there was something different about her. She looked electric under the neon lights, her confidence and charm drawing people in without her even trying.

The opening notes of Freek-A-Leek by Petey Pablo hit the speakers, and the atmosphere in the club shifted. A chorus of excited cheers rippled through the crowd, and Y/N’s group of friends squealed, pulling her toward the dance floor.

Milo’s gaze followed her automatically. He couldn’t look away.

Y/N swayed her hips to the beat, her movements fluid and magnetic as she let the music take over. Her long hair cascaded down her back, swinging in time with her hips. The way she moved was mesmerizing confident, sensual, and completely unbothered by the crowd of people around her. She dipped low, her body gliding toward the floor effortlessly, before rising again with a sultry roll of her hips. Her hands ran up her thighs, trailing over the curve of her waist, and settled just below her ribs as she twisted to the beat.

Milo swallowed hard, his mouth suddenly dry.

“Damn,” his friend muttered next to him, nudging his shoulder. “You’re staring hard, bro. Didn’t know Y/N could move like that, huh?”

Milo’s eyes didn’t leave her. “Me either,” he admitted, his voice low and rough. “She’s…” He trailed off, shaking his head as if trying to snap himself out of a spell. But it was no use. His gaze was locked on Y/N, every move of her body sending a jolt of heat through him.

Y/N, ever perceptive, noticed him watching. She shot him a sly smile over her shoulder before returning her attention to the music. If she hadn’t been sure of Milo’s interest before, she was now. The hunger in his eyes was unmistakable, and she decided to have a little fun with it.

She ran her hands down her sides, teasingly slow, and let them linger over her hips. Her fingers traced over the curves of her body, as if she were savoring her own touch. She swayed closer to the center of the dance floor, tossing her hair over her shoulder, the strands catching the light. Her movements grew even bolder, her hips rolling in time with the beat, dipping low again just for good measure.

Milo groaned softly, barely audible over the music. His drink was forgotten on the bar, his hands gripping the edge as he tried to steady himself. She was driving him crazy, and she knew it.

“Man, you’re toast,” his friend teased. “Just go talk to her already.”

Milo didn’t answer. He couldn’t. The only thought in his head was how badly he wanted to get closer to Y/N.

When the song ended, she sauntered off the dance floor, her confidence radiating as she made her way back toward the bar. She stopped just in front of Milo, her lips curling into a playful smile.

“Enjoy the show?” she teased, tilting her head slightly.

Milo raised an eyebrow, leaning closer so she could hear him over the music. “You know exactly what you’re doing, don’t you?” His voice was low, almost a growl, and the intensity in his dark eyes made her pulse race.

“I don’t know what you mean,” she said innocently, though the glint in her eyes betrayed her.

Milo smirked, stepping closer until there was barely an inch between them. “Oh, you know,” he murmured, his voice dropping even lower. “You’re trouble, Y/N.”

“And you love it,” she shot back, her voice laced with flirtation.

His gaze dropped to her lips, then back up to her eyes. “You’re not wrong,” he admitted. “But don’t think I’m letting you get away with driving me crazy like that.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow, her smile growing. “What are you gonna do about it?”

Milo chuckled, shaking his head as if he couldn’t believe her audacity. “You’ll find out soon enough,” he promised, his voice a delicious mix of challenge and desire.

She leaned in closer, her lips brushing his ear as she whispered, “I’ll be waiting.”

With that, she pulled back and walked away, leaving him standing there, captivated and craving more.

The club was alive with pounding music and flashing lights, the air thick with energy. Milo had been enjoying himself, leaning into the carefree vibe of the night. Somewhere between his second drink and laughing with their coworkers, a girl a petite brunette with big, flirty eyes grabbed his hand and tugged him toward the dance floor.

Milo hesitated for a moment but relented. It wasn’t a big deal. Just dancing, he told himself. Besides, Y/N had been busy talking to their coworkers at the bar, not sparing him much attention.

The girl moved closer, her hips swaying to the rhythm as she faced him, pressing herself into him without hesitation. She slid her hands up his chest, her movements bold and fluid. Milo matched her energy, his hands hovering politely at her waist as she turned around and began grinding against him.

From the bar, Y/N caught sight of him. Her gaze locked on Milo, her lips parting slightly in surprise as she took in the scene. The flashing lights of the club illuminated his face, and though he wasn’t outright smiling, his easygoing confidence radiated through his body language.

Milo met Y/N’s eyes across the distance, his expression unreadable but his gaze unwavering. The corner of his mouth twitched, and it almost looked like he was daring her to react.

Y/N arched an eyebrow, her annoyance bubbling just beneath the surface. She raised her glass to her lips, taking a slow sip, never breaking eye contact with him. Then, in a dramatic display of indifference, she rolled her eyes and turned back to the bar, tossing her hair over her shoulder with purpose.

Milo couldn’t help but smirk. He knew that move too well she was pissed, no doubt about it.

But then, Y/N did something he hadn’t expected. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed her leave the bar, her hips swaying in that hypnotic way they always did when she wanted to make a statement. She made her way across the club toward the entrance, where the bouncer stood a massive, intimidating man who seemed to command the room without even trying.

Milo’s attention snapped to her fully. He didn’t even notice the girl grinding against him anymore. His focus was solely on Y/N as she sauntered up to the bouncer, a sly smile on her lips. She said something to him, leaning in close, her hand lightly brushing his arm.

Milo’s jaw tightened.

The bouncer chuckled, clearly enjoying her attention. He leaned down to hear her better, and Y/N laughed at whatever he said, her hand playfully tapping his chest.

Milo’s chest burned with something hot and unrelenting. Jealousy clawed at his throat as he watched the bouncer slide his arm around Y/N’s waist, pulling her closer. Then, as if to twist the knife, Y/N tilted her face up to him, her lips curling into a flirtatious smile before leaning in for a kiss.

It wasn’t a shy kiss. It was bold, teasing, and unapologetic.

The girl dancing on Milo turned to face him, clearly expecting his attention, but Milo was done. He stepped back abruptly, leaving her confused on the dance floor as he made a beeline for Y/N and the bouncer. His strides were purposeful, his dark eyes locked on the scene unfolding before him.

When he reached them, he didn’t hesitate. “Alright, enough,” he said sharply, his voice cutting through the noise.

Y/N pulled back from the kiss, her eyes glinting with mischief as she turned to face him. “Problem?” she asked, her tone as sweet as sugar but dripping with defiance.

Milo ignored her question, his gaze flickering to the bouncer. “Move,” he ordered, his voice low and full of authority.

The bouncer smirked, clearly entertained, but he let his hands fall from Y/N’s body and stepped back. “She’s all yours, man.”

Y/N crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing at Milo. “What the hell is your problem?”

“My problem?” Milo shot back, his frustration spilling over. “You’re over here making out with the bouncer just to piss me off.”

“And you were getting grinded on by another girl,” Y/N countered, stepping closer to him. “What, only you get to have fun?”

Milo groaned, running a hand through his hair. “It wasn’t like that. You know it wasn’t like that.”

“Do I?” she challenged, her voice rising slightly.

“Yes,” he snapped, his eyes blazing as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer. “You do, Y/N. You know damn well you’re the only one I want.”

Her breath hitched, but she quickly masked it with a smirk. “Then maybe you should start acting like it.”

Milo stared at her for a moment, his chest heaving as he tried to collect his thoughts. Then, without another word, he pulled her flush against him and crashed his lips onto hers, pouring every ounce of frustration, desire, and unspoken emotion into the kiss.

Y/N melted into him almost instantly, her hands fisting the fabric of his shirt as the tension between them finally broke. When they pulled apart, both of them breathless, Milo leaned down, his lips brushing her ear.

“Never again,” he murmured, his voice rough but commanding. “You’re mine, Y/N. Don’t forget that.”

Her lips curled into a satisfied smile. “Only if you’re mine too.”

Milo grinned, his hand slipping to the small of her back as he pulled her in for another kiss. “Always.”

The walk back to Y/N’s apartment was supposed to be uneventful, but the moment she stumbled slightly in her heels, Milo was quick to notice.

“Alright, that’s enough,” he said, stopping in his tracks.

“I’m fine,” Y/N argued, but her wince as she shifted her weight betrayed her.

Milo gave her a pointed look, then crouched slightly in front of her. “Get on,” he ordered, gesturing for her to hop onto his back.

“Milo—”

“No arguing, baby,” he interrupted, smirking as he glanced over his shoulder. “Your feet are killing you, and I’m not about to let you suffer. Now, come on.”

Rolling her eyes but secretly touched by his gesture, Y/N finally relented, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as he effortlessly hoisted her up. She laughed softly, resting her chin on his shoulder as he carried her down the street toward her apartment.

“You’re ridiculous, you know that?” she teased, her voice warm.

Milo chuckled, his hands gripping her thighs securely. “Yeah, but you love it.”

She didn’t respond, but the way she tightened her hold on him said enough.

When they finally reached her door, Milo set her down gently, his hands lingering on her hips as she unlocked the door. The moment they stepped inside, the tension between them was palpable.

“You didn’t have to do that, you know,” Y/N said softly, turning to face him.

Milo shrugged, his gaze darkening as it swept over her. “I wanted to. You deserve to be taken care of.”

The air between them shifted, heat simmering just beneath the surface. Y/N stepped closer, her fingers brushing against the front of his shirt as she looked up at him through her lashes.

“And what else do I deserve?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Milo’s jaw clenched, his hands sliding to her waist as he pulled her flush against him. “You really wanna know?”

“Tell me,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his.

“I think I’d rather show you,” he murmured, capturing her lips in a searing kiss.

The kiss was hungry, desperate, both of them pouring everything they’d been holding back into it. Milo backed her against the nearest wall, his hands exploring her body as her fingers tangled in his hair.

“God, you drive me insane,” he muttered against her lips, his voice rough with desire.

Y/N smirked, nipping at his bottom lip. “Good. Now you know how I feel.”

Milo groaned, his lips trailing down her neck as he pressed her harder against the wall. “You’re gonna pay for teasing me tonight,” he growled, his hands sliding up her thighs and under her dress.

“Promises, promises,” she teased, but her breath hitched

Milo stepped closer.

“You gonna let me take care of you tonight?” he asked, his voice low and laced with intent.

Y/N met his gaze, her heart pounding as she nodded. “What do you have in mind?”

Milo didn’t answer with words. Instead, he closed the distance between them, his hands cradling her face as he kissed her deeply. The kiss was slow at first, deliberate, but quickly grew more passionate, his hands moving to her waist and pulling her against him.

“Milo,” she whispered breathlessly when they broke apart.

“Shh,” he murmured, brushing his lips along her jawline. “Let me show you how much I’ve wanted this how much I’ve wanted you.”

He scooped her up effortlessly, carrying her to the bedroom. Y/N’s fingers tangled in his hair as she kissed him again, her body already heating under his touch.

Gently, he laid her on the bed, hovering over her as his dark eyes roamed her face. “You’re so beautiful, Y/N,” he said softly, his fingers tracing the curve of her jaw.

Her heart swelled at his words, and she pulled him down to her, their lips meeting in another fiery kiss. His hands explored her body, sliding up her thighs and beneath her dress, his touch igniting a trail of fire along her skin.

“You’ve been driving me crazy all night,” he admitted, his voice husky as his lips trailed down her neck. “The way you moved on that dance floor…you had no idea what you were doing to me.”

“Oh, I knew,” she teased, her breath hitching as his hands worked their way up her sides, pushing her dress higher.

Milo smirked, his lips brushing against her ear. “You like teasing me, huh?”

“Maybe,” she replied, her voice light but filled with desire.

He chuckled darkly, his hands sliding the straps of her dress off her shoulders. “Careful, baby. I’m not the type to let you get away with it.”

“What are you going to do about it?” she challenged, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Milo’s gaze darkened, and his response was a low growl as he captured her lips again, his movements more demanding. He took his time undressing her, savoring every inch of her as if committing her to memory.

The night unfolded in a blur of passion and tenderness. Milo worshipped her body with his hands and lips, whispering soft praises between heated kisses.

“You feel so perfect,” he murmured against her skin, his voice thick with emotion.

Y/N arched beneath him, her fingers gripping his shoulders as he moved with her, their bodies perfectly in sync. “Milo,”she gasped, her voice trembling with pleasure.

He leaned down, his forehead resting against hers as their breaths mingled. “Say my name again,” he commanded softly, his lips brushing hers.

“Milo,” she repeated, her voice filled with need.

“That’s it, baby,” he whispered, his hands gripping her hips as he pulled her closer. “You’re mine tonight. All mine.”

Their movements grew more frantic, the room filled with whispered words and soft moans. And when they finally reached their peak, Milo held her tightly, his lips pressed to her temple as he murmured sweet nothings into her ear.

As they lay tangled together afterward, Milo brushed a strand of hair from her face, his eyes soft as he gazed at her.

“You’re incredible, you know that?” he said quietly.

Y/N smiled, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest. “I could say the same about you.”

He chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “You’re trouble, Y/N. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

She laughed softly, her head resting on his shoulder. “Good. Because you’re stuck with me now.”

“Wouldn’t dream of being anywhere else,” he replied, pulling her closer as the night stretched on.

let’s dance, let’s sway

You Belong with me 💙🏈📖

Wally clark x fem reader slow burn story

Summary:

After you witness Wally’s death you are confused, overwhelmed, and lost. And then tragedy strikes again. Then everything in your life as well as Wally’s changes and you met some new faces…

Part 3:

As you leave the field everything around you is a blur still in shock. Your mind is going a million miles a minute trying to come to terms of what just happened. You just want to go home and rot away listening to yours and Wally’s favourite song on your Walkman.

“Sweetie, could you go start the car? I need to head to the bathroom before we go home.” Mom says ever so softly knowing how fragile you are. Without saying anything you nod and grab mom’s keys, put on your Walkman and walk to the car park. You begin walking to the car music blaring through your headphones as you look down to adjust your Walkman in your pocket. Unbeknownst to you a car is speeding in the car park. A senior showing of his new car speeds in the parking lot and then BANG instantly collecting you. You get fling over the car and land directly on your head.

You slowly open your eyes and things are all a blur. All you see is the dark night sky and red and blue lights. You slowly get up; you see a big crowd in the parking lot all huddled in the middle and looking down at the ground almost as if they were looking for something.

“Y/N? Y/N” you hear your name being called in the distance. For a moment you thought it was Wally. You get up and walk over to the crowd of people and you try to make your way through. You squeeze past people, but they pretend you’re not even there. You make your way to the centre and see your mom screaming and crying and she’s holding something. You look closer and realise it you. Confusion instantly washes over you. How are you on the floor there when you were standing right here. “Mom, Mom I’m right here can’t you see me?” you say frantically. All the sudden the voice you heard before is right behind you. It was Wally. “Wally, what the fuck I just saw you die, how are you here?” “I don’t know. All I know is that I was playing the game then I woke up and I saw you and everyone over me in a circle. Then I saw 3 other people that I have never seen before talk to me and said I was dead.” Wally said still confused and worried. “Wait if your dead and my body’s over there and I’m here does that make me- “

“A ghost like me. Yeah.” Wally said as he cut you off. The world around you becomes a haze as you revel with the news that you are dead. That you now are a ghost and so is Wally and a bunch of other ghosts? “Huh what? I was just there listening to our song how could I be dead?” Another man with two girls walk to you and he extends his arms. “I know you two must have a lot of questions, come with us and we will talk about it.” The man in the suit that looked something your Uncle Henry would wear. “I know you guys must be scared; I was too when I first found out I died. Trust me it gets better.” The girl with red hair said as the other girl next to her with the paper boy hat didn’t say a word as she directs you and Wally back into the school.

You and Wally and the others walk into school as the man introduces himself. “Hello, Mr Martin. I like to formally welcome you both to your new life or should I say afterlife” Both stunned to what Mr Martin just said. “Hi, I’m Janet and this is Rhonda.” The girl with the red hair says as she holds her hand out to shake which both you and Wally do. “I suppose we don’t need to give you a tour since you went to this school” Mr Martin laughs clearly trying to break the silence. Neither you nor Wally laugh.

“Um yeah hi, nice to meet you all but what are we doing here? If we are dead, aren’t we I, don’t I know supposed to be you know in heaven?” You snap back at Mr Martin as Wally just stands there quietly. “That’s the thing with this school we have no idea why we are trapped here, we just are. If you try to leave the school grounds you get, put back to where you died.” Mr Martin explained ignoring your snappiness. “No, that ridiculous what do you mean we are stuck here?” Wally expressed as he pushes his hair back with one hand and the other on his hip. “It means quarterback if you try to leave school some force, we don’t know about pushes you back to the place you died” Rhonda snarled already bored of the conversation. She walks off down the hall towards the teachers’ lounge. “Ignore her, she gets a bit cranky when she has to explain what has happened to us to new people.” Janet says as she turns to you. “Wait others? There’s more ghosts?” you express. “Yeah, I know it’s a lot, but you will be ok.” Janet says as she starts to walk down the all the same direction Rhonda went.

You and Wally are confused as you look at each other in shock. This is really happening, you and he are dead, there are other ghosts that haunt your school, and you can’t leave the school grounds because some force will send you back to the spot you died. “Well, I’ll let you get settled, its already late and I have to prepare for our group session tomorrow” Mr Martin says and walks away before either of you could respond.

“This is bullshit, they can’t tell us what to do. I’m leaving this place. Are you with me?” Wally raises is voice with furry. “Wally, I think they were telling the truth that we can’t leave.” You respond calmly not wanting to start a fight between you too. “We need to figure that out ourselves. I don’t trust them, not just yet. Please Y/N, come with me.” He looks at you eager for you to respond. You not knowing what to do you agree with him. He’s right who’s to say they are telling the truth about all of this. You had to make sure of it yourselves. “Ok Wally, I’m with you. But maybe you should change into something else besides your football uniform” “I think I have some sweats and my varsity jacket in the boy’s locker room.” Wally says and you and he start walking in the direction of the boys’ lockers. You wait outside and wait for him to change. Once he’s finished you both decide to head to the main entrance of the school and try to leave whatever nightmare you both woke up in., he takes your hand as you reach the end of the school property. You both at the same time walk across and… bam you are by yourself starting up at the sky in the school parking lot. Great just great you thought they were telling the truth that means Wally is on the football field you get up and run towards the field and you see Wally was already running towards you. “Well, I guess they were right, we can’t leave. This is so fucked” Wally expressed as you finally met. “It’s ok Wally, I’m scared too but I think we have to learn to trust those guys. By the way they are dressed they look like they have been here for a while.” You respond back and worry washes over you still in shock and in disbelief that this is happening. “Ok your right. Let’s go back inside and find somewhere to rest because I sure as hell I’ve got a lot of questions for them.” Wally says in a calmer tone then before.

You both head back inside and then Wally remembers something. “Hey Y/N, you said before the homecoming game you wanted to tell me something, what was it?” “Oh, umm it doesn’t matter I was just going to ask if you wanted to go to the diner after the game for some ice-cream before we went back to your place.” You respond back. That was the quickest you’ve ever come up with a lie before because now is not the right time to tell him your feelings when you both are so vulnerable right now. He nods not saying anything as you continue to walk around the school trying to find somewhere to rest… wait do we even need to rest if we are dead? You keep that thought to yourself as you and wally head to the library remembering there’s couches there.

Part 2 Part 4

FaceTime | Milo Manheim (Slight Smut)

WARNING: Some cussing ... some sexual words....

NOTE: Y/N = Your name

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FaceTime

The silence in the apartment felt heavier than usual tonight. I am used to hearing Milo’s laughter echo through the place. He has been gone for a little over a month to film season 2 of School Spirits in Vancouver. I couldn’t go with him due to my job and school. This has been the longest time without seeing each other. We do Facetime, call, and text every day but it’s not the same. I want him here, with me. I knew what I was getting myself into when I began dating him, but I didn’t expect to miss him this much. This week was the worst too. I have been wanting “him”. I keep having flashbacks from the last time we had sex. His hands are all over my body, His m, his plus eyes. I have been doing everything to keep my mind off it by watching shows, going on a walk with Louie, and doing homework. NOTHING HELPS.

From the corner of my eye, I saw my phone screen lit up. I grabbed my phone and checked who it was. It was Milo.

“Hey Babe. Just got done filming and I am heading to the hotel now. Are you still up?” he said when I answered.

We have a 2-hour time difference. “Hiii babe! Yeah, it’s only 8 here haha. How was filming?” I texted back. I saw the little text bubble pop up again.

 ‘It was fucking amazing. We filmed a crazy scene that I will tell you more about later, but that shit was scary as hell.”

‘Scaredy cat” I joked.

 “Mean,” he said with a giggle.

“ Anyways do you have plans tonight with the cast again?” I asked curiously. I want to try something new.

“Nope. Why? Want to Facetime?”

“Yes!” I said too quickly, making him laugh.

“Give me like an hour. I am like 25 minutes away from the hotel and I want to shower. “

“Same here. See you soon babe.” I said before we hung up.

I passed some time by going on TikTok and scrolling through videos. After half an hour, I got up from the couch and began getting my things ready so I could shower.

~~~After shower. ~~~

I quickly changed into a crop top and shorts since I took a little longer in the shower than I thought I would. I walked into my room and grabbed my laptop. As my Macbook turned on, I texted Milo.

Hey babe. Are you good to go?

Yes ma’am! Start the call!

I started the Facetime call on my laptop. Milo answered instantly

“Hey, cutie!” He said as he answered. His hair looked messy and slightly wet from his shower. He could see his bare skin. Oh God. He’s shirtless.

“Miloooo!” I said excitedly. “How was your day love?”

“Besides having fun filming, it was pretty chill. We had to reshoot some scenes because we kept getting out of character.”

We talked a bit more about his time on set, telling me that ‘scary’ scene he had to film. I was doing my best to pay attention, but he looked so fine. All I could think about was what I could do to him if he were here.

“You seem a bit off. Everything okay?” Milo said, bringing me back to reality.

“Yeah..” I said shyly, slightly blushing.

“What’s wrong, “Y/N”?” He asked sternly.

“I– I just miss ‘you’” I said.

“I miss you too, babe. No need to be upset right now. We will see each other soon” He said with a reassuring smile.

“No, Milo.” I sighed looking down slightly embarrassed. “I miss “you”’”

Milo looked confused at first. “What? What do you me-” He got quiet and his eyes widened. “Oh…”

“I-i’m sorry. I s-should go. I made this awkward.”

“Babe, no. Just caught me off guard. I never imagined you having these thoughts. You’re so innocent.” He said with a smirk.

“I’m not sure why I need you this way. I just do. This whole week has been crazy.”

“Well… “ He said “If it makes you feel any better… I miss “you” too.” He said using his hands to air a quote on ‘you”

I felt my cheeks get hot. “Really?”

“You have no idea. You left your mark on me before I left. Remember? I couldn’t stop thinking how wild you were” He said.

We did go crazy before he left—the best one for sure. 

I giggled. “Sorry about that. But no regrets” 

“Why don’t you show me how much you missed me?” He asked. 

I looked at him in shock. “H-how?”

“ Rub yourself.” He demanded.

Me being a good girl and started to do so. I took off my shorts and underwear and began to back my laptop. The angle of the camera can see my whole body now. I laid my back against the bedboard and spread my legs open. I grabbed a little bit of lotion and began rubbing myself. 

Slight moans came out of my mouth.

“Fuck babe” Milo groaned. “I want to fuck you so bad right now.”

“Do the same, Milo,” I demanded him.

He set his phone down against something and started pulling down his joggers. He sat up on his bed. His dick is so hard. His tip throbbing. 

“You’re happy to see me,” I said and winked at him.

“I-I always am” as he began to stroke himself. “I want to f-feel you, babe. Me pinning you d-down bed. Pounding you from behind.” 

I rubbed myself a bit faster and started to let out some moans. “M-Milo. I-I need you in me. I want to r-ride you so b-bad.” 

He bit his lip trying not to moan loudly. “Take your shirt off.” He demanded again.

I raised my shirt. I wasn’t wearing my bra, so my breasts were exposed to him. 

“O-oh G-god, Y/N” he moaned. “I remember how much they bounced when I was pounding you.”

“I w-wish y-o-o-u were sucking on them r-right now.”

I saw him roll his head back.“F-fuck, Y/N” He moaned. “Finger yourself and Moan my name for me. Think of me fucking you right now.” He kept stroking himself.

I inserted two fingers like he would and moaned his name louder each time I pumped them in and out. I kept thinking of how he would fuck me so hard right now. He moaned slightly louder this time.

“I-I-I’m close, baby” He whimpered out and picked up his pace. 

“Me too” I groaned. I rubbed myself in the right spot and finished in my hand. I was panting.

I noticed Milo finished and was out of breath too. 

“That was something: he said slightly laughing. I giggled at his comment.

“Yeah. It really was.” 

“Hold on… I … ummm… gotta clean my mess” He said. 

I nodded. “Me too” We left the call open but went to clean ourselves up quickly. Once we were done we returned to our call.

“I miss you even more now…” He said.

“Almost time babe. Just three more weeks.” I said.

“We might have to do that again sometime soon. You look so beautiful moaning my name like that.”

“Milo!” I said, slightly blushing.

“Oh I’m sorry,” He said in a playful voice “Is the girl who mentioned she missed me fucking her acting innocent now?”

I rolled my eyes at him “Haha, very funny”

“Well…. Just know your dreams will become true very soon” He said and winked at the camera.

I have been counting down the days for that anyway. “I hope so. If not, I will just have to do it myself” I smirked at him.

He acted offended.”Don’t you dare.” 

“I’m just saying.” I giggled.

He yawned. “I’m tired now babe. Ima head to bed. I have to wake up early to film some more. I’ll text ya in the morning.”

“That’s fine love. Get some rest.”

“Goodnight babe. I love you so much, beautiful.” He said as he blew a kiss at me and waved at the camera.

I blew a kiss at him “Good night! I love you too, handsome.”

We ended the call.

I went to bed that night feeling relaxed and happy after that exciting call. Now, I have to wait for the real thing soon.

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NOTE: I am posting this at midnight. I started working this Friday afternoon but was too busy to finish it. It's not my best as I have not written anything smut. But I'll see how it goes.

Time for bed for me.... Goodnight yall! :)