One Pumpkin (sydney Adamu X Reader)

one pumpkin (sydney adamu x reader)

prompt; day six, 'pumpkin carving'

content warning(s); none? just major fluff and an established relationship between reader and syd

summary; you and sydney are debating on how to carve your pumpkin

word count; 579

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a little fluffy piece with someone i have never written for... i am terrified about characterisation generally but THIS is more terrifying because i feel like it is so bad, but anyway, live laugh love, enjoy <3

“It’s so bad!” You whined as you shoved your hand into the pumpkin, pulling out the seeds and guts. Sydney had opened up the pumpkin and was on her laptop flicking through designs while you scooped out the inside into a bowl.

“Stop being so dramatic,” Sydney teased as she continued to scroll through pinterest. She glanced up at your scrunched up face and was smiling to herself.

“You do it then,” You retorted, narrowing your eyes. She shook her head and you went to flick some pumpkin guts at her face but she ducked to the side. You pouted and returned back to the pumpkins, scooping more and more out. It was horrible. You should have just got a scooper but you had committed yourself to it now.

“What about this?” Sydney asked, turning her laptop to a pinterest page. The pumpkin design she had pulled up was simple but cute. It was a cat face and they had used skewers to stick the excess pumpkin as cat ears. It was adorable. You couldn’t help but smile, temporarily being able to ignore the slimy feeling of pumpkin in your hand, “Or this?” Sydney added as she flicked to a different tab. This one had a pumpkin that was covered in stars. Some were carved bigger, some more were just holes that would let out light. You bit your lip, thinking it over as you scooped out the last of the guts.

“We should’ve got another pumpkin then we could do both. I think they’re both cute,” You muttered, the corners of your lips turning down a little. She then looked back down at the designs and flicked between them, tilting her head to the side slightly.

“Hey, you decided on one pumpkin,” Sydney argued. You shook your head, pulling your pumpkin guts hands out from the pumpkin before you got up and walked over to the sink.

“I said we should get two but you didn’t want to because you didn’t want to have to carry it. That’s not my fault,” You shrugged as you squirted some soap onto your hands and then began to wash them off.

“We’re doing the cat,” Sydney decided and you grinned. You couldn’t help yourself. Secretly, it had been the design you preferred and Sydney seemed to know that. You washed the soap on your hands and wiped it off on a towel before you walked back over to her. She was sitting down still, grabbing a pencil so she could trace on the skin of the pumpkin.

You wrapped your arms around her neck from behind, leaning over to rest your cheek against her head. You then turned over and pressed a kiss to the top of her head before sighing and snuggling into her from where you were standing behind her.

“We putting it in the window?” You asked, curiously. She looked up, tilting her head back and placing the pencil down. You looked into her eyes, letting a smile spread across your face before you pecked her lips.

“Sure,” She responded. You grinned and pecked her lips and then moved down to peck her nose and then forehead before she tilted her head back forward. You loved the gentle affection with Sydney. It reminded you that it was all worth it and you had been waiting to carve these pumpkins all month.

You had been so excited and so you were excited to be doing it with Syd - finally.

i want to gnaw on his arm, he's so hot. just a little nibble...

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hypnotised (lip gallagher x reader)

prompt; day five, 'vampire'

content warning(s); mentions of alcohol, description of blood & feeding, biting kink (but like actually), kind of dubious consent (but also not?)

summary; when you found yourself at one of chicago's more elite clubs, you didn't expect the rumours about their specific clientele to be true.

word count; 1,552

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vampire!lip is an actual issue for me. the thoughts rot my brain at a near constant, it is painful but it is so so good, i need to make another part to this one-shot, i will eventually because AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH i love him your honour

The club was loud, bass thumping and songs you - thankfully -   knew blasting over the speakers. You had gone out with your friends, your fakes getting you into one of the more exclusive clubs in Chicago. It was said to have a specific kind of clientele, the supernatural kind but neither you or your friends believed in that shit.

Rumours had been flying around for years but you’d never once given much thought to it which is how you found yourself at the club. You and your friend - Angelie - had just pushed yourselves to the front of the bar, ordering two shots each which you proceeded to down after paying.

Then Angelie dragged you back towards the dance floor, one of her favourite songs blasting. The two of you sang to each other, dancing as you moved further and further into the crowd. Angelie kept a tight hold of your hand as you weaved through people, finding the ideal spot right in the center.

Hot bodies pressed against each other as you sang and danced and moved to the beat, your head throwing back. Alcohol made you giggly and confident, all of the anxiety from the day swept away as you danced with Angelie.

But as you were dancing, you spotted him. There was a guy, probably a little shorter than most guys you’d go for but he had the prettiest eyes you’d ever seen. They were a piercing blue and you caught his gaze. A smirk spread across his face and he winked at you. You giggled, face heating up as you looked away to look at Angelie.

Her hands were in her hair, moving along without a care in the world. You grabbed her waist and pulled her towards you so you could shout in her ear.

“Hot guy over there,” You shouted before pointing towards the man you had just spotted. He was talking to someone, a girl and you felt your heart sink. Angelie noticed too and she saw your frown, poking you.

“Get him to come over,” She shouted. You shook your head, glancing over at him. He was still looking, half the time his gaze was on the black-haired woman he was standing beside and the rest it was on you. He couldn’t keep his eyes off you and it made you giddy. But the woman had to be his girlfriend, right?

“What if that’s his girlfriend?” You shouted into Angelie’s ear but she pretended that she couldn’t hear. You glared at her and she smirked, shrugging your shoulders. Your gaze moved back to the man and before you could do anything, he was moving towards you. Him and the woman he was with were moving through the crowd, right towards you. Angelie noticed your eyes widening and grinned as they approached. 

Before you could internally freak out and run, the pair had made it to you. He was smirking and the woman was checking out Angelie. You continued to dance along to the music, looking at him with a tentative smile. You didn’t have time to question anything before he had his hand on your waist and he was pulling you in so he could talk into your ear.

“My name’s Lip and she’s not my girlfriend,” He shouted into your ear. The words just about filtering into your brain enough for your eyes to widen and to nod along as he looked into your eyes. The blue was hypnotising, everything about him pulling you in and you could see the sharpness of his canines when he smirked. The brief joke that Angelie had made earlier came to your head, ‘maybe you’ll get lucky, maybe you’ll finally meet a vampire’. It had been said entirely in jest but now you were face-to-face with Lip, you were wondering if the rumours were true about this club.

“Gonna tell me your name or just stare?” He asked, lips next to your ear again. It sent a shiver down your spine, his hand rested against your hip. It wasn’t hard enough to be possessive, giving you some leeway so you could step back if you wanted but you really didn’t want to. You moved forward and pulled him down so your lips were by his ear, you told him your name. He repeated it back, though you couldn’t hear him over the music. He then nodded, “Want to dance?” He requested in your ear. You nodded and you turned around, letting the music take you away.

Lip’s hands didn’t move from your hips as you moved to the music. The shots began to hit you as he ran his fingers over your hips and across the fabric of your outfit. It was driving you insane and the alcohol was making you bold as you pressed back into him. Your hand came up to his hair, tilting your head back to kiss him. 

You usually weren’t one to kiss people in the club but there was something about him that drew you in. And his lips and the way he kissed so harshly and roughly yet sweetly was making you dizzy. Your fingers ran through his hair as you tilted your head, deepening the kiss. The gasp from him nibbling your bottom lip meaning he could slip his tongue into your mouth.

And you feel like you’re losing it, feeling his lips on yours was euphoric. You were so entranced by him that you don’t even notice Angelie and the woman that Lip was with making out next to you. You were so lost in him. You’re whining into his mouth, chest rising and falling heavily as you gripped his hair. 

Both of you are panting for breath when Lip slowly moves his kisses from your lips, down your jaw and across your neck. You tilt your head back into him, exposing your neck for him to kiss.

Your body is completely lost in the music and the pleasure of his lips on you. You can’t even think about this and how unlike you it is because it just felt so good.

His lips found your the sweet spot on your neck and his hand was wrapped around your stomach. He felt the way you arched into him.

He was letting out muffled praises into your ear every couple of moments between his kisses. His lips found the spot behind your ear that made you whimper. So lost in the haze, you don’t notice the way his teeth grazed across your skin and then you felt him bite into you.

Your instinct was to scream, push him away but then the euphoria rushed through your system. It was a feeling you had never experienced but your mind felt numb, thoughts only on Lip behind you and how fucking good it felt to have him feeding off you. You couldn’t believe this was happening, you didn’t believe it but it was making you dizzy.

Your hand in his hair gripped his roots tighter, pushing him into you. You felt him chuckle against his neck, groaning into your skin as you felt the sharp pain of his teeth in your neck retract.

“That feel good?” He asked, his lips brushing the shell of your ear. You let out a soft whine, nodding your head. He smirked and then used his tongue to slowly lick up the blood that was dribbling down your neck, “Don’t be scared, just drink,” He said, the boom of the music in the club making you feel fearless. You didn’t care what he did, you were pretty sure you’d do whatever he asked you. His wrist was then in your mouth, a metallic taste of blood exploding on your tongue and invading your tastebuds. You wanted to push him away, choking on the taste but he wasn’t letting you up so you forced yourself to gulp it down.

“Good girl,” He said into your ear before he moved his wrist from your mouth. His blood was smeared over your mouth, your mind dizzy on whatever had just happened and when you looked over to Angelie, she was in the same state. Her eyes glazed over, mouth coated in blood and the woman licking her fingers.

You didn’t know what to think, what to say and when you turned to look up at Lip, his mouth was covered in your blood. It was dripping down his chin and you somehow found yourself wanting to kiss it away, lick up every drip from him.

“Can we get out of here?” You asked, leaning up to shout it in his ear. He smirked, using his hands on your hips to turn you around. You briefly felt dizzy before relaxing and looking up at him through hazy eyes.

“Sure, princess,” He responded, nipping at the shell of your ear before he stepped back. You looked at Angelie who seemed drunk on the woman’s presence and she waved you goodbye, the woman drinking from her neck again. You had no idea what had just happened to the both of you but you weren’t going to let it end now.

This man, Lip, was making you feel things you had never felt and the alcohol was making you bold and desperate.

You needed this.

You needed him.

More than you had ever needed anyone.

i have been a little absent but i'm here to say i am participating in the lovely olive's ( @carmenberzattosgf ) bearblr promptober! i'm using her prompts with a couple - 'the bear' characters and then lip and fiona Gallagher (my beloveds) from shameless!

i've got only a couple written but i'm hoping to get more written! but depending on how well this month goes, we shall see! but get excited hehe :)

schedule

day 1 scary movie / carmy berzatto - here

day 2 choking / lip gallagher

day 3 apple picking

day 4 temperature play

day 5 vampire / vampire lip gallagher au

day 6 carving pumpkins / sydney adamu

day 7 orgasm control / carmy berzatto

day 8 autumn leaves / dad!carmy berzatto

day 9 impact play

day 10 rain soaked / carmy berzatto

day 11 corn maze / carmy + sydney + richie

day 12 blindfolds

day 13 hot cocoa + baking / carmy berzatto

day 14 somnophilia / lip gallagher

day 15 free space !

day 16 bonfire / fiona gallagher

day 17 dumbification / carmy berzatto

day 18 candelight / sydney adamu

day 19 only one bed / nyc!carmy berzatto

day 20 slow morning / carmy berzatto

day 21 spiked cider (drunk confession) / carmy berzatto

day 22 costumes / fiona gallagher

day 23 dacryphilia

day 24 haunted house

day 25 size kink / lip gallagher

day 26 coffee shop / carmy berzatto coffee shop au

day 27 nightmares / lip gallagher

day 28 sick day / carmy berzatto

day 29 corruption / lip gallagher

day 30 sweaters (sharing clothes) / lip gallagher

day 31 trick n treat / dad!carmy berzatto