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Sudden attention (Reader!Potter x Fred Weasley)
Requested by: anon Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @merlin-dahlia, @alex--awesome--22 @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly@denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco@subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07, @melsunshine
Summary: [Order of the Phoenix] Harry and you were each other's solace for many years. When you suddenly get boy attention he can't cope with it. Things tense up when you receive a letter at the Black manor certainly making one specific boy jealous, who is loving you in secret.
The pages of Hermione’s book fluttered between numbers as a strong wind caught up with it. She sighed loud having just been fast enough to place her finger at the right page she was. Wiping some hair out of her face, she turned all the pages back to hers. You stood up right close to the edge overlooking the Quidditch field where Gryffindor was practicing. – “Maybe you shouldn’t have brought a book outside.” – you pointed out looking over your shoulder to her. Hermione sighed soft shutting her book. – “Maybe you are right.” – she answered placing the book beside her.
She got up from the bench joining you. – “They are almost done with the warm-up.” – you told her as she let her arms rest on the railing. Without asking you told her where she could find Ron. – “He’s right over there.” – you pointed at the three hoops where Ron was waiting patiently in the air for. Hermione gave you a faint smile. You had seen their practices so much you could blindly say who was at what position. Fred and George both beaters were flying around to stretch their arms out. Harry, your brother and seeker overlooking it all.
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I trust in you (Reader x Din Djarin)
Requested by: anon, Forever tag: @missmelodramatic, @theletterhart, @alex–awesome–22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly, @denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco @idkwhatmyusernameis, @subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07
Summary: Din and the reader have feelings for each other, yet reader fears to confess thinking it is against the Mandalorian code. When visiting Tatooine for supplies, an elderly couple comment on Din and reader, saying how lovely as a couple they look with their child. This catches both of them off guard. When alone, reader asks Din to remove his helmet which he does, trusting her. Reader finally sees his face, pulling him close for a kiss.
It was deadly silent as the Razor Crest was cruising through space. Destination Tatooine. You sat in the chair behind Din on his right, staring lost in front of you. Grogu coed soft making Din look confused down. He had managed to get out of his seat, crawling up to Din’s lap to join him there. Grogu looking with his big eyes up to the familiar helmet he was known with. Din sighed soft as Grogu tried climbing up by the belt strapped over his chest. – “Grogu…” – Din said gently pushing his head down. – “I am busy.” – he added holding the steering with one hand.
Grogu didn’t seem to care, maintaining his mission to snuggle up to Mando. – “Grogu!” – he sighed out as the little one wouldn’t stop. Din picked Grogu up with one hand, turning his chair around to you. Still one hand on the steering yet his gaze was focused on you. – “Y/n can you please hold the child.” – he asked. He slightly tilted his head as you didn’t respond. – “Y/n.” – he repeated making you hum shocked. Broken free from a daydream.
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hi congrats!!
can u please do a i’ll try everything once with steven meeks and the song “gorgeous” by taylor swift?
please and tysm!!
Gorgeous ✧˖*°࿐ steven meeks x gn! reader
Warning/content: kissing ig?, my English
w/c: 0.360k
“I hate you,” you mumbled.
Meeks looked at you, lifting his head that was resting on his desk over his crossed arms. If it was anyone else who would have told him this, he would be offended, but since it was you, he was actually amused. “Why?” you hated the way his smile was so precious and warm.
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Of Little Love Poems, Secret Admirers, and Anonymous Notes
requested by this anon: "Heyyy! I was just wondering if I could request something, if your requests are closed you can ignore this and get on with your day~ Can I request a secret admirer trope with Steven Meeks hehe, where he sends mc little notes coz he thinks she's way out of her league 💕"
{Ahhhhh okay I'm such a sucker for this concept- I litterally love this so much}
Steven Meeks x fem!reader
trigger warnings: none <3
Premise: You've been getting these notes for ages now, and sure, who ever has been writing them has caught your attention, but not nearly as much as the shy red head from your English class.
{any poem not labeled with a writer is mine :)}
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and again | gerard pitts
A/N: that’s right!! a sequel that no one wanted for to many more :) you don’t need to read the first part to read this…but i highly recommend you do ;)
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the blushing pink clouds met shyly with the soft yellow horizon, wrapped in a warm embrace peeking over the soaring oak trees that were scattered alongside the metal fence. the twinkling lights and flashes of neon flashed over pitt’s face, illuminating his features in a way that had you captivated.
your feet were stretched out next to him, skirt riding up slightly as you gently rocked back and forth from the wind that cut through the air. pitt’s jacket lay nestled over your shoulders.
“oh god,” pitts groaned when the cart gave a sudden jerk. “i hate this.”
“it’s wonderful.” you smile, turning to look over at the fairground.
the ferris wheel has stopped at the very top, giving you a prime view over the fall festival. a rollercoaster across the park creeps slowly up to the peak, the anticipation rising. laughter and screams wafted up, occupied by the smell of popcorn and cotton candy.
your cheeks felt sore from how much you’d smiled, but looking over at pitt’s, you can’t help but grin.
you nudge him with your shoe, his eyes flickering to you.
“thanks for coming with me, it means a lot.”
“i wanted to.” he visibly tenses as the ride starts to move again. “ferris wheel and all.”
you laugh at his obvious lie, lightly kicking him. “i’ll buy you a pretzel to make up for it.”
“deal.”
. .
“what do you mean you’ve never had a soft pretzel? what do they do to you guys at welton? do you need help?” you shook his arm, “blink twice if you need me to help you.”
pitts shakes his head and looks down at the large, even for him, pretzel in his hand.
“it’s not that i’ve never wanted one, i just haven’t had the opportunity.”
“your life is so boring! you go to a boarding school, learn all day, not consuming any giant pretzels?”
pitts has to stop himself from smiling at your adoring look at the pretzel in his hand. “i guess it’s a good thing i have you then.”
you freeze, thinking about the implication of what he said, but he’s obliviously eating his pretzel.
“wait until you have it with cheese sauce, then you’ll be in heaven.”
… .
“so, how was your date?”
“it wasn’t a date.” pitts denies but the smile can’t be wiped off his face. before he can say anything else, charlie lets out a yell.
“HOLY SHIT!”
“is that—“ meeks gasps.
“why do you have her scrunchie!?” charlie holds up the dark purple hair tie, waving it in the air, smirking. “i didn’t realize things were so…serious.”
“she forgot it.” pitts said.
“Yeah, ‘forgot it’.” charlie mocks.
“shut up. It’s her favorite scrunchie, why would she purposely lose it?” pitts rolls his eyes.
“to see your dashingly handsome self again. obviously.”
. .
whether you had in fact left your scrunchie behind on purpose, it was yours and pitts found himself back on your front porch twisting it between his fingers. the leaves blew past in an array of yellow and orange, falling to the ground in a pile to glow beneath the waning sunlight.
“gerard?” you open the door, surprise evident on your face. “what are you doing here?” you cringe. “not that i’m not happy you’re here, i just wasn’t expecting you.”
“you forgot this.”
your face lights up as you grab the hair tie from him, fingers brushing against his.
“oh my god, thank you! i thought i lost it.” you lean in to kiss his cheek. “my hero.”
pitts can feel himself blushing, but finds himself grinning at your joy.
“since you’re here, do you maybe want to go on a walk?”
.
the walk turned into baking cookies, which turned to eating them while watching a movie.
you’re only distantly aware of the movie, idly observing the screams and the jump scares of a movie you’d seen multiple times. pitts seemed engrossed in it, the plate of cookies in his lap long forgotten.
“ew.” he mutters as one of the characters is slashed up. “can we watch addams family after this?”
“of course.” you grin.
the addams family was one of your favorite halloween movies and it had become one of pitts’ as well after he watched it for the first time. you had overheard him multiple times humming the theme song.
as the end credits flash on the screen, you stretch your ankles before standing up.
“i think now is the perfect time for some hot chocolate.”
pitts eagerly follows you into the kitchen. pulling out the cocoa mix that was on the top shelf as you grabbed the mugs from the cabinet. one ghost shaped and the other resembling a black cat.
“i bought sprinkles and ghost marshmallows.” you pull them from the pantry, shaking them slightly as you popped a marshmallow into your mouth.
“i can’t believe i never knew i was missing out on this.”
“on what?” you perch yourself on the counter as you wait for the kettle to boil.
“halloween. doing all of the things we do together, it’s fun.” pitts says.
“i’m glad to have someone to do this stuff with. my family is too busy and they never want to do anything. my friends have their boyfriends that they hang out with. but now i have you.”
pitts smiles, looking calm on the outside despite the racing of his heart. “yeah.”
yeah? pitts internally kicks himself.
just as he’s about to say more, the kettle starts whistling and you make the cups with a dollop of whipped cream on each. he wants to pretend that he isn’t thinking about you, about the potential for a relationship. according to charlie and meeks, he did everything a boyfriend would do for you.
but what if you didn’t want him? that fear is what kept him back despite how much he wanted things to change. he could hope for it to change all he wanted, but would you want him the way he wanted you?
“hey…” you break the silence, looking down at your cup. “why aren’t we dating? like, i know everyone jokes about it, but i can’t help but think they’re right. am i crazy for thinking that?”
“no!” pitts can’t function, placing his cup down before his shaking hands drop it. “no, not crazy.”
you smile at his flustered state, sipping your last drops of hot chocolate before putting it down. “so, if i kissed you right now…”
“please.” he blurts out, not having time to feel embarrassed because you’re there, pulling him to your level.
your lips are soft, sweet from the cocoa, and he surges forward to reciprocate. he’s wanted this for so long and now he’s getting it. every moment that he’s spent with you can’t compare to this. it’s like electricity is flowing through his veins, engulfing him in euphoria.
“wow.” he mutters when you pull away, breathing quickly. “that was…wow.”
“yeah.” you say. “wow.”
“can we do that again?”
and you did, many more times.
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Everything tag: @ardentmuse @whatwouldidowithoutgeorgeluz
Dead Poets Society tag: @staygoldponebone @ladyofthornfield @reddieformileven @youthsbandana @that70sslytherin
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Anonymous asked:
Same anon from before, just wasnt active and I apologize lol, I dont use tumblr too much. Maybe some charlie x kinda shy reader who attends welton. If you want more specific let me know lol
Headcanons of Charlie D. being in love with a shy (fem!) reader
<Atention: Modern AU where Neil lives, and Welton’s a boys & girls school.
Warnings: Fluff, slow burn, anderperry subtext, mentions of underage drinking, curse word, pride and prejudice quoting; >
Words: 1.8K;
Note (important, please don't skip): Y/n - your name/ Y/Ln - your last name/ Y/fn - your friend’s;
First, I might warn you that as a Charlie kinnie I got way more carried away than I planned. It's really big and I also included a short scene!
Secondly, each moment a song is described in the story, you'll find a link for it. I recommend you to listen to them while reading it for better experience.
Finally, I headcanon Charlie as someone who's way more chill once you pass through his barriers. He usually show his sassy/sarcastic/playful side for people he don't exactly have much intimacy (like when he first met Todd, but in the next scene with Neil and Knox he's way more attentive and temperate). Charlie's social mask and defense is charisma.
I'm explaining this because it will influence a lot on the way I write the character since that's how I percieve him and since he's in love with the reader (he will have his guard down a lot more than we've seen in the movie). If you see him in a different way, just tell me and explaiour vision. I can always write more. Also, I put as a (fem!) reader but i can make a (male!) or (gn!) version. :)
Also, here’s my Charlie playlist, hope you enjoy it!
(it's not my GIF)
- You went from friends to lovers, it took a while but no relationship can be built from nowhere.
- He first noticed you talking to Todd, he was asking advice about an assignment for a class you both attended together.
- You were adorable and were all bubbly about the task, he could swear his heart skipped a few beats.
- As he got closer to try an approach but you were already gone.
- The next few weeks proceeded with Charlie trying to approach in every way and manner you could think of and it always ended disastrously, whether him making a fool of himself and being left alone or realizing he was making you uncomfortable.
- By the end of a month, he was desperate. Did you think badly of him? Did you hate him so much you couldn't bear his presence? You were always smiling with Todd, did you like him? Was it love? Did you know he was already dating?
- He was at a corner of his dorm room when Todd entered up with Neil abruptly bringing him back to earth. "Tell him what you just said to me, please," Neil asked Todd with a soft gaze in his eyes. "Tell me what?" Todd sighed and continued "(Y/n) is shy, Charlie. If you want to get closer to her, acting like your flirty flighty persona won't do. She doens't know you, you'll just scare her away."
- That clicked in Charlie's head. (Y/n) was Todd's friend, of course she would be more outgoing with him. Just like Todd was with the poets.
- "Thank you, Todd." Neil and Charlie said together and Neil smiled, then he looked at Charlie and added "If you keep acting like an asshole I don't believe she will find you very nice or trustworthy. Be yourself Charles, and try to go slow with things. Intimacy and friendship are daily nourishing duties, you'll get there. Just be patient." with that, they left the room.
- He decided to take it slow.
- The next day, where you had a common class, he left a post-it note on your desk.
"Sorry, if I scared you, wasn't purposefully. I was trying to get to know you.
Hope I didn't ruin it all. :<"
- He was talking to Knox until he saw you arrive at your desk. A solid minute of silence passed while he watched you read the note with a quizzical look. His palms were sweating, you were looking at the students who already arrived. He gulped. Your eyes meet and both of you blush hard.
- Knox picked on him
(as revenge for the hole Chris saga)during the rest of the day, and by dinner time he told the others what happened. - Neil was relieved he followed the pieces of advice, it's not usual for Charlie to listen.
- Next week, same class. He comes to his seat and sees a post-it note at the desk.
"Well, that explains a lot of things haha. And it's okay, you didn't ruin it all... Would you like to grab lunch together someday?"
- He quickly pulls out a pen and his post-it notes to scribble an answer.
"Yeah :D that would be great. Just tell me where and when!"
- He proceeded to walk to your desk, you were sited and working on something as he approached and sticked it beside your notes. You looked at him and he smiled at you softly, not the usual confident grin or the sarcastic smirk. He just smiled. You felt your chest get warm as he walked away letting you with your thoughts.
- After that, you guys agreed to meet at the poets' table, since you were friends with Todd as well. Charlie made sure you got included in the convos and walked you to your next class.
- With time and patience, as Neil said, you become friends. He was protective of you and although he usually insisted for you to go out of your shell, talk to new people and attend parties, he always made sure to respect your social boundaries.
- One time he convinced you to go to a party with him, Knox, Neil, and Todd. He would drive you all and it starts at 22h.
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You should up in a cute outfit in front of his dorm and he couldn't help to look you head to toes. "So... How do I look?" you asked. Once he realized that he was staring in silence at you for at least 2 minutes he offered a grin and let out a compliment. "And I thought I was stunnin', here, just a final touch," and after he put his infamous beret in your lovely little head, he offered his arm and both of you went sneakily to meet the rest of the boys.
At first, you were having trouble fitting in, but a bottle of beer solved the problem. By 2 a.m. you were dancing at some cheesy pop song while he was watching from afar. You walked to him as you asked, "Dance with me!" he denied with his head. "Today is your debut." "What do you mean, my debut?" "Your first party. Enjoy it, love. I'm just here to see you shine." and you snorted getting closer to him, a bit too close.
His heart was beating fast, felt like a heart attack was on its way. "But I want to enjoy it with you." you grabbed his hand and intertwined it with yours. He could hear his heart beating so loud. Were you hearing it too? "Dance with me?" he couldn't answer, he had no air at all. "Please?" he nodded, the only thing he trusted himself to do by now, and followed you to the dance floor.
A tune he didn't' quite know starts playing, you guide his hand to your waist and he takes your other hand. Although the song wasn't anything like a waltz, it didn't stop both of you to dance somewhat like it.
-> scene song;
'40 days and 40 nights
I waited for a girl like you to come and save my life'
He had a loving gaze on his face while you twist through the room.
'All the days I waited for you
You know the ones who said I'd never find someone like you
'Cause you were out of my league'
You were bubbly, just like when he first saw you.
'All the things I believed
You were just the right kind
Yeah, you were more than just a dream'
You were bubbly with him.
'You were out of my league'
You were dancing with him.
'Got my heartbeat racing'
You said you wanted to enjoy your very first party with him.
'If I die, don't wake me
'Cause you are more than just a dream'
His heart was bursting in fire and tenderness at the same time. That's when his head clicked for the second time, that's when he realized how deeply he has fallen.
'From time to time I pinch myself
Because I think my girl mistakes me for somebody else'
With that realization, he places both hands on your waist.
And every time she takes my hand.
All the wonders that remain
Become a simple fact'
He lifts you out off the ground and spins you around. You started to giggle. His face close to yours, radiating warmness. Both of you with a pink dust over your cheeks.
'That you were out of my league
All the things I believed
You were just the right kind
Yeah, you were more than just a dream'
Already out of breath he puts you on the ground again and singing to the chore he rests his forehead on yours.
'You were out of my league
Got my heartbeat racing
If I die, don't wake me
'Cause you are more than just a dream'
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- Once the song ended, every single person in the room had their eyes on both of you. He didn't mind. He didn't mind at all. But he knew you did, and you were clearly uncomfortable with it.
- He pulled you closer, "Focus on me, okay?" you nodded hiding your face on his chest. He stared back, arrogantly enough for everyone to go back to their own business. He stroked your hair until you relaxed on his hands again.
- A few more dances later, Neil warns him that is time to go. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to get to your dorms in time. Charlie looks at you, apologetic eyes, and you know you need to go.
- Todd was asleep in the backseat with Neil and Knox. He was driving with you by his side. Left hand on the steering wheel and the right one holding yours. "Can I turn on the radio?" "Sure, just... make sure it's not too loud. I don't want to wake them up," he answered smiling.
-> car's song (I wrote it thinking on this one, but you can read it like if it's one of your choice);
- You turn it on and hear a familiar ring. "Is this the song I showed you?" "I- uh, yeah. Reminds me of us."
- Your heart skipped a beat.
- You let the feeling fulfill your soul, and the warmth of his hand contrasting with the car's air conditioning.
- You loved him.
- It didn't take much for you all to arrive at Welton. He walked you to your dorm room, "Good night and sleep well m'lady." he kissed the front of your hand softly and walked away before you could answer.
- Or so he tried. You hold his hand firmly before it slides from yours making him look at you. You pulled him closer this time. "Could you kiss me properly?"
- Were you serious? "I can't, doll. You're drunk." "Oh, I'm not." "Yes, you are." "Charlie, it's chemically impossible, I had a single bottle of light beer," he gulped, "Well, you're out of your mind because of the party then." "I am out of my mind, but is definitely not because of the party." "Well, you still out of your mind." you laughed.
- "Charlie, I'm in love with you."
Do you know that scene of The Office where Michael screams to everyone to calm tf down? That was his head right now. - He froze up in place. "Are you serious?" you nodded. "Are you 100% sure?" he said getting closer, foreheads touching. "Yes," you whispered smiling while still holding his hand.
- His other hand comes to cup your face and he sealed your lips on his giving you a peck. "That's all I can give you now, love. If I start to kiss you, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop." you giggled and he caressed your cheeks. "I love you, (Y/n)."
- He pressed your hand at his chest so you could feel his heartbeat, strong and fast-paced. "You have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love... I love... I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on." "Did you just-" "Yeah," he giggled "I memorized it, for you." "Fuck, Charlie.... I can't-" you got closer and buried your face on his chest. "Fuck Charlie, I like it, is a good piece of advice."
- Although you didn't see it, you knew he was smirking. "Shut up," "I'm sorry." "You're not." "You're right, I'm not," he said with a snort.
Hope you like it! I take requests by ask! (info on requests);
Also, you’ll find more of my writing here.
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Of Little Love Poems, Secret Admirers, and Anonymous Notes
requested by this anon: "Heyyy! I was just wondering if I could request something, if your requests are closed you can ignore this and get on with your day~ Can I request a secret admirer trope with Steven Meeks hehe, where he sends mc little notes coz he thinks she's way out of her league 💕"
{Ahhhhh okay I'm such a sucker for this concept- I litterally love this so much}
Steven Meeks x fem!reader
trigger warnings: none <3
Premise: You've been getting these notes for ages now, and sure, who ever has been writing them has caught your attention, but not nearly as much as the shy red head from your English class.
{any poem not labeled with a writer is mine :)}
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more than a woman | oliver wood x reader
song; more than a woman [bee gees] pairing; oliver wood x fem!ravenclaw!reader genre; fluff, s2l word count; 5,1k timeline; chamber of secrets warnings; swearing, mentions of anxiety summary; y/n was one of many who fancied the obsessive quidditch boy, and to her surprise, she was of interest to him as well
a/n; you know it really doesn’t make sense to me that the quidditch teams in hogwarts were limited to the number of players you could have on the pitch at a time: why no spares? what if someone can’t make a match? so anyway imagine that no one has been kicked off the team for the sake of this oneshot, and chloe is just another member of the team
also i don’t follow canon a bit at the end
“more than a woman to me.”
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You knew him as the captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team: everyone knew him as that. You also knew that you weren’t the only one whose heart fluttered whenever you caught sight of him, as he was a common crush among yours and his years, him being a year older than you. Nonetheless, you didn’t really mind, as a crush on Oliver Wood made school much more interesting, and due to his obsession with quidditch, it seemed unlikely he would date and therefore there was no one to be jealous of.
One person you were jealous of, though, was your friend Chloe, as she shared a house with him and also played for his quidditch team. You were well aware she had no interest in the boy, and actually found him rather irritating, but you envied the fact she had more opportunities to talk to him. She didn’t know you fancied Wood, as you were afraid she would make fun of you, so you surely hoped that she didn’t think it suspicious that you made an extra effort to hang out with her whenever Wood was in the vicinity.
Like, for example, one breezy autumn morning when you headed over to the Gryffindor table to ask Chloe if she had done the transfiguration homework, upon seeing that Wood was sat opposite her. You - of course - knew that she would have done the homework: this was Chloe you were talking about. Nonetheless, it was a chance to be near Wood.
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Possibilities
Pairing: Neville Longbottom x Hufflepuff!Reader
Word Count: 1.3k
Warnings: None
Requested: Yes, by @feetoffthetablee
Summary: In which, Neville Longbottom considers the possibilities of ending up with Y/N L/N. The chances are slim, but then again nothing’s impossible.
Y/N L/N was the talk of the school.
No one expected a Hufflepuff to end up being the talk of the corridors. She wasn’t infamous nor did she pride herself with any major accomplishment. She was a simple girl, kind and sweet. People claimed there wasn’t a single bad bone in her body. Her friends never spoke a cruel word about her, even when she wasn’t around. Each Quidditch game she played as the Hufflepuff Keeper was received with a handshake and a smile at the end no matter the results of the game. The student population at Hogwarts could collectively agree that Y/N L/N was the one person they could all truly like.
Neville Longbottom did not like Y/N L/N.
No it was far more than just a liking.
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omg congrats! you deserve it <3
i want to know if you could do a James with Gareth Emerson with the prompt “no, don’t stop. i like the sound of your voice.” tysm!!
Cute!! Doing this one real quick bc I love him :) Slight angst?? Maybe???
Gareth Emerson x reader
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Flustered (Curvy!Reader x Jerry)
Requested by: Anon, Forever tag: @hanbinwsrt, @alex–awesome–22, @mrs-blythe72
You never got any attention; no boy would ever look at you because of the way you looked. You were a little curvier than the others, it bothered you not at first but as you saw them get a lot of attention with the boys you started to feel jealous as bit. You wanted more than anything to have just one boy to look at you and not look over you or ignore you.
If you were ever standing with you friends and a boy joined the conversation, you knew they would push you aside as they wanted to be as close with your friends. How many times you cleared your throat or waved overdramatic at them, they never payed attention to you. You thought you were going to end up alone how many times Anne reassured you that someone would like you someday.
Anne one of your friends felt sorry for you as she wanted to make you feel happy. She too was not very fond with the boys but for different reasons that you, you knew that wasn’t true as you knew Gilbert had a crush on her. You wanted to look as beautiful as the others, you wanted that boys noticed you instead of ignoring you, you wanted it more than anything in the world.
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Only paper rings (Reader x Jerry Baynard)
Requested by: anon, Forever tag: @missmelodramatic, @theletterhart, @alex–awesome–22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly, @denkisclown, @automaticbakeryfreakshoe, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @october-leaves, @lvcxifvr
Jerry was pacing in front of the barn, walking back and forth. With a stick in his hand, swayed he it from left to right. Mumbling to himself was he lost in deep thoughts. Thoughts that seemed out of reach to him. A dream he would never experience. A clear warning in his head, mocking him. He sighed, pausing for a moment. Why did all good things had to be out of reach. A jewel beyond his grasp. Jerry lowered his head, closing his eyes for a moment. His heart beating for you. With the stick, started he writing your name in the ground. Beside it drew he a heart. It made him smile, blowing a kiss at your name. – “My Y/n.” – whispered he out, staring dreamingly at your name.
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Sympathy for the heart (Reader!Hargrove x Max Mayfield)
Requested by: Anon, Forever tag: @missmelodramatic, @theletterhart, @alex–awesome–22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly, @denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco @idkwhatmyusernam, @subjecta13-thefangirl
Your fingers brushed over the bracelet you were wearing. The last thing your mother gave you. It was everything to you. You entered the living room as your father sat down in the sofa. You walked up to him. – “Dad, can I have a snack?” – you asked curious. You stood near him as his eyes fell upon something. He got up, startling you.
Neil grabbed your wrist firm. His nostrils flared up with anger as his gaze hardened. You gasped frightened at his monstrous look. – “Dad!” – you screamed out as he pulled the bracelet over your hand. – “You dare to wear this filth!” – he yelled letting the bracelet dangle between his fingers. – “Dad please…” – you begged as the emotions swept up. – “You kept this behind my back!” – his voice roared loud making you look away, trying to contain your tears. – “Dad please… it’s all I have…” – you said trying to plead with him. He let the bracelet fall into the palm of his hand.
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What the family doesn’t know (Reader!Weasley x Harry Potter)
Requested by: Anon, Forever tag: @missmelodramatic, @theletterhart, @alex–awesome–22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly, @denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco @idkwhatmyusernam, @subjecta13-thefangirl
“Goodnight Harry!” – Hermione said already heading up the stairs. Harry lifted his head up to nod at her, a way of saying goodnight. Ron stretched his arms out with a loud squeak. – “Night Ron.” – Hermione said softly with a cheeky grin only Harry noticed. She hurried upstairs as Ron lowered his arms. – “I am exhausted!” – he spoke. – “Look at me Harry. I have bags under my eyes.” – he pointed out leaning in closer to Harry. Harry smiled faintly keeping Ron on a distance. – “Alright I believe you, no need to show me.” – he answered. Ron pulled back collecting his books. – “Next time I’ll call in sick if Hermione has another mental idea like this.” – He groaned out, stacking his books.
He got up from the sofa moving his books under his arms. – “I fear I might have a nightmare about studying.” – Ron exaggerated. Harry collected his books as well, getting up. The common room was slowly clearing out. The last students that had a late night study going off to bed. Ron continued to ramble about the torture Hermione put him through, heading for the stairs. Harry followed as he looked over his shoulder. You caught his attention. Harry frowned as you hadn’t moved. The common room was deserted except for you and them. He wondered if anything was amiss. – “Ron… Ron…” – Harry whispered tugging him on his coat’s sleeve.
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Bold to assume (Reader!Munson x Steve Harrington)
Requested by: Anon, Forever tag: @missmelodramatic, @theletterhart, @alex–awesome–22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly, @denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco @idkwhatmyusernam, @subjecta13-thefangirl
Summary: Steve falls in love with the new girl, who is the only one to talk back to Billy & brings him to his knees as he hits on her. Steve also find it hard to believe you are Eddie Munson’s older sister.
Your bubblegum popped loud. The girl standing in front of you swallowed awkwardly. She held a pamphlet out to you, the stack pressed against her stomach. – “Uhm… if you like… you can read this… or not…” – she chuckled nervously as you were chewing on your gum. You took the pamphlet from her looking at it. – “I’m sorry but do I look like someone that is interested in science?” – you asked extending the piece of paper back to her. – “No.” – she squeaked out. – “Exactly!” – you responded forcing the paper back in her hand. You brushed past her with a cheeky smile. She blinked confused watching you leave.
You were walking over to your locker when you caught someone slide up to you. – “Eddie!” – you called out when he glared at some jocks. He stopped glaring focusing his attention to you. – “It is an insult!” – he said. – “What is?” – you asked as people parted for both of you. – “Those ridiculous pamphlets for stupid clubs.” – Eddie explained. – “Which one was the girl with ponytails trying to sell to you?” – he questioned as you arrived at your new locker. – “Can you believe it. Science.” – you said opening your locker. Eddie snorted loud. – “What a joke.” – Eddie laughed out leaning against the locker beside yours. – “It is only day one and they are already selling clubs like drugs.”
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Pastel Pins {G.E.}
✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: The word "simp" is used
✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Gareth Emerson x fem!cute!reader
✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 385 words
✰ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Gareth is a protective simp over something his girlfriend gave him.
✰ 𝐀/𝐍: Tagging @ur-local-geek-fest because Cleo did this to me. Just a little blurb written a 11 at night <3
You had a small paper bag behind your back from a store you would never go to but you did for Gareth. You wanted to get him a little something because you felt like doing it since you just wanted to see your little curly haired boy smile.
"Gareth! Hi!" You greeted happily as soon as you saw him, bouncing a little as you walked.