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Fears Bill Skarsgård x Reader

Requester: atliefloresdaprimavera

Prompt: Reader is Bills gf, and she’s a famous book author and she’s terrified of clowns. They both support each other and are each others biggest fans so when he tells her he got the role she swallows her fear (he knows about her phobia) and helped him prepare for the role, but she didn’t want to go to visit on set; but the kids are her fans and she went to visit them one day later he tells on interviews he was scared for their relationship because of the role.

Warning: None 

Originally posted by deathtown

Originally posted by carlaconce

You hummed as you wrote on the computer trying to figure out what to write for your new book. You at the moment we’re having the worst kind of thing an author can go through—writers block. You had tried to start a new book but it just ended up falling apart before it could even take off.

Even the best authors such as Stephen King and J.K Rowling had writers block. According to most you were considered one of those truly best selling authors but you didn’t really think of yourself as one of the best even though that was how you met your boyfriend the Bill Skarsgård.

He was one of your biggest fans and you were of him and then one day during a book signing you met and it was pretty much love at first sight. You looked up from your computer at the tv show currently playing on the TV, Supernatural. You were on the episode with Sam and the clown.

Your heart raced incredibly fast when you saw the clown and had to look back down at the computer to avoid watching. You were terrified, TERRIFIED of clowns. When you were little your older brother and his friends thought it would be a good idea to fill the cellar full of antique life size clown dolls both made for Halloween (aka motion activated) and just for decoration.

And no, they didn’t just leave you in there for a few minutes and then just let you out they left you in there all night. You had to go to therapy for 2 years just to get over not suddenly shrieking at the top of your lungs for several minutes when you saw a clown on the tv.

Even if it was a fun colorful clown with painted dimples and mouth you still had a bad breakdown. You continued to stare at your screen and try to figure out how to even start the story.

Once upon a time?

Once upon a dream? (Reference!)

So a man walks into a bar…?

You groaned and slumped down tapping your bottom lip in thought. Several minutes had passed and you still didn’t write anything down. Your prayers were sort of answered when Bill came in.

“Hey!” He called from across the condo.

“Hey honey! How was your day?” You called.

“Amazing. You won’t believe what role I got.” He replied walking into the living room.

“Ooh is it popular?” You asked picking up your mug of coffee.

“Yeah you know that movie IT? I’m playing Pennywise.”

You instantly choked on your drink coughing and hacking and placing the mug back on the coffee table to avoid dropping or spilling it. Bill rushed over gently patting your back as you wheezed and felt the rest of the coffee go down.

“What’s wrong babe?” He asked.

“You…Pennywise…”

Bill remembered your extreme clown fear and frowned, “I know your afraid of clowns so that’s why I came to you before I could accept.”

“Uh…yeah, I’m perfectly fine about it. Just don’t think about coming home dressed as a clown unless you want me to beat you to death with a bat.” You warned.

He smiled and kissed your head before saying, “Thanks baby. I love you.”

“Love you too.” You sighed.

He walked off and you continued to stare at the blinking cursor.

So far the IT remake had been in production for a month now and Bill was doing a pretty good job making sure to not act like Pennywise when he arrives home. The first time he did slip up was with his creepy laugh.

You both were putting the dishes away and talking when he did the Pennywise laugh and your glass slipped and shattered onto the counter. Bill snapped his head towards you and saw you were staring at him wide eyed and paralyzed like there was a clown right behind him.

“Sorry I…”

“No, no it’s fine. I’m fine.” You said before walking off to get the duster.
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Ever since then he’s been extra careful not to act or talk like his character.

3 months into production he had finally been able to meet the Losers kids. He talked to them when he was out of costume and when he mentioned you all their eyes lit up in a split second.

“Your dating (Name) (Last Name)???” Jaeden (aka Bill) asked.

“Yeah you know her?” Bill said.

“I love her book Deathly Dreams.” Sophia (Beverly) said her eyes twinkling. All their eyes were as they shared what books they loved the most.

“Can you please bring her down here? My life would be complete if I got her autograph and got to talk to her.” Wyatt (Stan) pleaded.

“Pleeeaaase?” All the Losers nearly begged making puppy eyes.

Bill laughed knowing he was out matched against the seven kids (both in and out of character) and calmly said, “Alright, alright. I’ll try to get her down here.”

They cheered and Bill frowned hoping you’d be up for it. Maybe if he just tried to avoid you in costume like he did with the kids you’d be fine.

Right?

Later that night he bit his lip as he came home to find you were sitting in front of your computer typing your book.

“Hey sweetie.” He greeted kissing your head.

“Hey honey.” You replied picking your head up for a lip kiss instead.

He eagerly did and sat down next to you gently rubbing your shoulders making you look at him concerned.

“What?” Bill asked.

“Are you okay?” You asked.

“No your just looking tense.” He replied.

“Well how did filming go today?” You asked turning your head to continue to type.

“Good. I uh…talked to the kids…and they’re actually big fans of you.”

“Really?” You asked snapping your head towards him.

“Yeah. They were fangirling over you.”

“Awww that’s so sweet.” You giggled.

“Well…um…they also wanted to see you.”

Your smile faded slowly realizing why he was doing that. He wanted you to come onto the set to see the kids but…he would be in his character and…oh no.

“I mean you don’t have to we can just-”

“N-No it’s fine, I’ll go. I mean I kind of always wanted to see a movie behind the scenes with my own eyes. Maybe it’ll help me with this stupid book.” You said.

“Really?”

“Totally.”

“You sure?”

“Bill, I’ll be fine.” You assured him.

“Alright.” He sighed.

The next day you went in with him and got to meet the director Andy who was also a big fan of your books. He lead you over to where the children were for makeup and as soon as you walked in they recognized you and nearly tackled you in a hug fangirling.

“Oh my gosh your (Name) (Last Name)!” Jack (Eddie) squealed.

“Yes I am.” You smiled feeling like you were floating in space.

A famous horror movie director and 7 soon-to-be famous kids loved your books?

Who knew?!

You took selfies with them, signed their books, talked to them, until you needed to use the bathroom. Good news was you were in a warehouse so you didn’t have to do your business in the woods or in a porta potty.

Bad news was you were lost trying to find your way back from the bathroom.

You were sure you had gone too far deep into the warehouse and now were wandering around the creepy place looking everywhere. You couldn’t find anyone to ask where you were so you were alone, becoming scared, and confused.

Great.

You sighed as you continued to wander your footsteps echoing. You heard the sound of laughter and shuddered remembering that laugh. A clown’s laugh. It sounded so familiar to the one over a decade and a half ago when you were in the cellar. Your heart was racing as you tried to get away from the source of the laughs.

Fear was overtaking your mind as you hurried to find your way out looking left and right. The echoes only seemed to be getting closer but you couldn’t tell if it was you  or the thing releasing the laughter going closer.

You finally came into a room and your blood ran ice cold and your heart seemed to stop dead. Standing there was a clown. Your brain was so filled with fear that it didn’t recognize that it was Bill.

If anyone saw him really unless they knew they wouldn’t be able to recognize him underneath all the makeup. You surely didn’t. When the clown turned to face you your skin turned paper white and your breath was trapped in your throat.

“(Name)?” Bill said in his real voice.

He started walking towards you and you took several steps back before running.

“(Name)!” Bill called.

He watched as you ran as fast as you could which was faster than him.

“(Name)!” He called.

“Leave me alone!” You screamed.

You ran into a closet and slammed the door shut hyperventilating. You ran your fingers through your hair and curled up in the corner feeling incredibly dizzy and sick.

“(Name)? (Name) please, where are you?” He asked.

You weren’t able to reply back gasping too hard. It hurt to breathe. You heard the knock on the door and you shuddered, “(Name)? You in here?”

“Bill I’m so scared.” You sobbed.

“(Name), it’s just me. Okay. I’m dressed as Pennywise but I’m not going to hurt you. Okay?”

“O-o-okay.”

“Can I come in?” He asked.

“S-Sure.”

“(Name), I need a yes or a no…”

You took a deep breath before firmly replying, “Yes.”

The door opened and you squeaked and curled in on yourself. Despite this Bill walked over to you and knelt down in front of you.

“(Name), please don’t be scared. It’s me Bill.”

You slowly opened your eyes but you could still only see the clown. Your heart was pounding so fast your body had told you to get up and run but Bill was quicker and pulled you to his chest in a hug. You frantically panicked nearly hyperventilating as you tried to get away.

“(Name), it’s just me. It’s just me.” He whispered comfortingly.

He took off his silk glove and reached up to his eye before taking off one of the yellow contact lenses revealing his actual blue-green ones. You gradually relaxed and leaned onto his chest.

Under all that latex and makeup you could still smell his cologne letting you know it was indeed him. You wrapped his arms tightly around him taking slow breaths to calm yourself down.

“You okay now?” He asked after a few minutes.

You nodded and he smiled and nuzzled your forehead since he’d smear his lipstick.

“You actually helped me get over my fear of clowns.” You said softly.

He smiled and leaned down to kiss you. When he pulled away he couldn’t help but smile noticing your lips were tainted a light red. Bill placed his eye contact back on and you shuddered but otherwise didn’t run away.

“I love you.” Pennywise said softly.

“I love you too.” You giggled, “And your little clown nose too.”

“Yeah I brought my girlfriend who is like terrified of clowns to the set to ya know meet the kids and, um, she ended up getting lost and found me when I was deep in character as the clown and…yeah I scared her really badly. I thought she was going to break up with me but she didn’t…. I have the best girlfriend ever…”

Epilogue: I really liked this prompt idea cuz I’m terrified of clowns and like Bill is equal parts sexy and scary. Idk that’s just me. Thanx for reading! :3!

not sure if these are edited or not, but apparently this creepy-ass Bendy is in the hallway Boris hides in before walking out during the cutscene at the end of Chapter 2. Can any hackers confirm this? :P

pidge and keith headcanons

  • pidge is lucy and keith is charlie brown
  • keith whenever he hears a weird sound: mothman pidge: i knew he’d show
  • keith always gets her peanut preferences mixed up and thinks she likes peanuts but hates peanut butter flavored foods and pidge doesn’t have the heart to tell him he’s wrong
  • pidge, with tears in her eyes and a mouthful of peanuts: i love them…they’re my favorite legumes
  • even though keith isn’t that short he is still technically the second tiniest and pidge holds this fact near and dear to her
  • pidge, sleepily walking into the kitchen: give me a boost [keith pops her up too hard and sends her flying through the ceiling] keith: shit
  • they hang out in pidge’s room and when they do they put signs on the door that say “don’t enter” and “cryptids only” 
  • when they hang out they turn out the lights and tell each other creepy stories
  • keith will get hungry randomly while they’re on missions and pidge just pulls out like three granola bars lance whispering to hunk: how did she get those
  • neither of them sleep enough so they see each other walking half dead through the ship at like 4:28 AM and they’re just like [waves weakly] hey
  • they’re both level 6000 roast masters so they insult each other all the time and shiro will be like “hey, hey enough of that” and they’re like “what? no we love each other”
  • they both are sarcastic so often that sometimes they talk to each other and they just “was that a joke” “fuck i’m not sure” “me neither”
  • keith: mumbles everyone: what pidge: god use your ears guys. he said he thinks the galra are going after the most densely populated planets first
  • [the crew goes to the beach] pidge to keith: pass me the sunscreen, scully
  • keith and pidge when any of the other paladins do anything annoying: men
  • keith: what is “truffle butter”? pidge: absolutely not
  • keith has a crush on zak bagans and pidge makes jokes every chance she gets
  • pidge: hurry up keith zak is waiting for you keith: SHUT- lance: who is “zak”… is he taller than me?
  • they’re both just. garbage goblins. there’s wrappers everywhere.
  • pidge drinks too much coffee and is all jittery and keith is the one who finally takes the mug out of her hands and is just like “that’s enough”
  • keith always gets minor cuts and scrapes when he trains alone and pidge and him have a routine where pidge kinda just bandages and disinfects the cuts and while she does that they gossip with each other
  • [pidge rubbing her hands together like a fly] 
  • pidge: that’s morally wrong you know keith: yeah pidge: let’s do it
  • shiro: you two cannot just go around asking random alien bystanders if they’ve seen the chupacabra. that is so unprofessional. 
  • pidge: were you listening to evanescence again keith, with tears in his eyes: no… pidge: give me the other earbud
  • pidge can rap the entire nicki minaj verse in monster and keith is just there in the back hyping her up
  • pidge capitalizes off the fact that lance doesn’t know who zak bagans is and is constantly making comments that imply that keith is romantically involved with him and lance keeps getting so mad and jealous and hunk is just laughing in the corner
  • keith finds pidge asleep in like, empty cupboards all the time and just. sighs and pulls her out and puts her in her bed
  • keith’s repeats the ghost adventures intro all the time bc echolalia and pidge is just like..there he is…my sweet son

blessedhunk  asked:

Oh my God please if you have any please present your pining!Lance headcanons

  • Lance gets flustered around Keith because of The Crush which makes him louder and more obnoxious, which then makes Keith get defensive and annoyed and 2+2=4 so here we are with the bickering, u know the drill
  • He makes a point to be more and more flirty every time they meet new aliens or save someone just so that Keith thinks he’s like this all the time and won’t be weirded out when Lance throws an arm around Keith’s shoulder and drops a dumb pickup line
    • Keith thinks he’s joking
    • Narrator: Lance was not joking
  • Lance refers to his crush on Keith as “the Plague” when he’s ranting about it to Hunk and Pidge
    • the rants usually consist of Lance saying how dumb Keith’s hair is and “who stands with their arms crossed all the time like what is that about like wow okay calm down Edgelord we get it you have a knife”
    • Hunk: can this still be considered a crush if all you talk about is the things you hate about him
  • Lance does not hate Keith’s hair
    • he has had daydreams about Keith laying his head on his lap and running his fingers through it and making small braids in it like he used to do for his sisters and nieces
  • He’s lowkey-highkey obsessed with the way Keith smells 
    • not in a creepy way but like a “Keith just walked by as Lance was taking a breath at the exact same moment and he smells spicy and minty but its soft and it’s really addictive” way
  • The first time Lance has a dream about Keith, he wakes up in a sweat and rips off his eye mask and lies there staring at the ceiling then scrunches his face up and grabs his pillow and tries to suffocate himself
  • Lance gets nervous training against Keith in the training room because watching how fluidly Keith moves and hearing him pant from the workout and watching his shirt get damp with sweat does Things to Lance’s stomach and his arms always get wibbly and the poles they train with sometimes just fall out of Lance’s hands when Keith pushes his bangs back off his forehead and wow how did that happen
  • The more time they spend together, the more comfortable Keith gets with Lance and their rapport becomes more jokes than just competitive challenges and there’s a night where they both end up in the main control room talking about the stories they know about the constellations they used to see back on Earth
    • Lance gets quiet because he gets that hollow ache in his chest again that he gets whenever he thinks about Earth and his family and Keith notices and gently bumps their shoulders together and says “hey, you get to name this one” and points out the big window
    • thats how they spend the rest of the night, naming constellations they’re passing and making up stories and shapes inside of them and eventually they both fall asleep with their heads on each other’s shoulders
How Wanna One Would Confess

A/N: I have my most important exam coming up and instead I’m sat writing for you, you’re welcome (jk). I got several requests for confessions, so I thought I’d just do all the members in a blurb – I hope that’s okay!



Jisung

Okay, so I feel like Jisung is the type who would straight up tell you that he likes you. Not in a neutral way, but one time when you were hanging out together. You’d be in a café together and he wouldn’t be able to stop smiling while looking at you, so you would ask him what he’s looking at. He would answer something like “you, because you’re cute” and after you thanked him for the compliment he would add “you know that I really like you, right?” and I swear to good he would seem so nonchalant about it, but on the inside his heart is beating faster than the speed of light until you tell him that you like him back.

Originally posted by misckpop

Sungwoon

Sungwoon would be a bit more shy about a confession, even though he’d like to be all smooth about it. I think he would be really shy about the person he liked and probably ramble a lot and shallow half his words because he’s just in a daze when being with you. If you look extra good one day or if you’re being extra sweet to him then he would get really flustered and you’d ask him: “Is everything alright?” And his answer would be something like: “Yes, no – I don’t know, you make me nervous.” And then you’d be like ‘oh’ because you understand what he means and then have to save him from being such a mess.

Originally posted by joker283

Minhyun

I don’t think Minhyun would be very nervous about a confession. Well, of course his pulse would be a bit higher than usual, but I don’t think he would really confess unless he was quite sure that you liked him back. If you’ve planned to do something together one day, he’ll show up at your place with a bouquet of flowers and tell you then. “Are these for me?” You’d ask and he would just answer with a simple: “Mhm, who else would I give flowers to?” And then he would probably do something really smooth like kiss your cheek or something and that would be his entire confession.

Originally posted by nu-blessed

Seongwoo

Seongwoo would be a bit extra about the whole thing. If you’ve watched Produce 101 then you know about his playful, cocky image, which he would bring into a potential love life. The way he would confess would be to try to get you to confess first, by observing your reactions to any skinship he does and things he tells you. If he tells you that you look pretty one day and your reaction is to get shy, he’ll go in for the kill and say something like: “Are you that affected by compliments or is it just because they’re coming from me?” Followed up by cutting you off with: “It’s okay, I get like that if you call me handsome too.”

Originally posted by kulo-ren

Daniel

Daniel’s confessions would be the sweetest and most cheesy things. I think he would probably confess without even realising it, it could be over text message or over the phone. You would kind of already know he likes you by the way he says he misses you or all the hearts he texts you, but the real confession would occur if you’re lying on the couch at your place and watching a movie. He’s the type to want to pull you on top of him for you to get comfy if you’re sleepy. He would then stroke your hair and then say: “I like this.” And pause for a while before saying: “I like us.”

Originally posted by ichnite

Jaehwan

Would 100% be super cheesy and sing his confession to you. Not really grand, like on a stage while you’re in the crowd, but more like sitting you down and taking his guitar to show you a new song he learned. After singing, he would say it made him think of you and smile like an idiot. This is where you should come in and tell him that you also thought of him while listening or saying that it made you very happy so you can live happily ever after. Okay, scratch that last part, just kiss him or something.  

Originally posted by godkimjaehwan

Jihoon

To many people Jihoon may seem like a type of tsundere, but I think he really shows it when he likes being with someone. He shows he likes someone by clinging onto them or talking to them a lot. He’ll know himself how obvious his crush on you is and just assume he doesn’t have to say it straight to you. His friends would probably comment on how he likes you so much and ask you why you aren’t together yet, but you would just answer that it hasn’t really been brought up yet. After he finds out about this conversation, he’ll go straight to you and say: “If I knew I just had to ask if you wanted to go out with me to get to date you then I would have done it ages ago.” And boom, you’re dating.

Originally posted by woojinsus

Woojin

Okay, but, if you saw the show then you know he’s such an awkward little bean. He opens up so well after a while though, so how comfortable he is depends on how well he knows you. I imagine him being friends with the person he’s confession to first and trying to leave subtle hints here and there. The thing is, they would be too subtle to notice, it would be things like just brushing his hand against yours carefully or giving you a compliment about your hair or outfit or anything here and there. After a while he might be frustrated and just ask to talk to you alone. Then he would straight up utter the words: “I like you” just like that and wait for your reaction. If you’re anything like him, the answer might just be: I like you too.” And YAY, feelings conveyed.

Originally posted by swoojin

Jinyoung

This boy would be so nervous to confess your feelings to you, mostly because he would be worried about your reaction to it. He would probably have to admire you from afar (in a non-creepy way, just some looks and eye-contact at times) before speaking to you more and more and getting to know you. When he actually gets to telling you that he likes you, it would go something like: “Uhm, I was just wondering if yiu, maybe, would like, possibly, want to go out with me? Only if you want to of course!” And he’d be all shy and scratch the back of his head while doing so.

Originally posted by winkdeep

Daehwi

Would 100% absolutely and totally confess by accident. You could be out walking together, probably after buying some food or just walk to get some air or something. You would say something really dumb, either it being a bad pun or a silly question and he’d just go: “Oh my god why do I like you again?” And you’re like: “Uhm, you never said you liked me.” And then he’s like oh shit this didn’t go as planned, but he’d try to get himself back awkwardly and cover it up and pretend he totally meant to do it. Lastly, he would just hope for the best and that you like him back.

Originally posted by hitoritabi

Guanlin

I feel like Guanlin’s confession would be the most normal one. He would be a bit quiet and lowkey about liking you, but at the same time he’d smile and laugh at a lot of the things you say and just feel really at ease being around you. When he’s comfortable enough he would ask you if you liked him, rather than telling you he liked you. That would mostly be because it’s less nerve-wracking. If you said yes, he would smile really brightly and go: “Good, cause I also like you a lot.”

Originally posted by euiwoong

picture this.

Originally posted by swagmama

elijah mikaelson x reader

warnings: smut, swearing and adorable smitten elijah.

prompt: elijah finds your private photos and gives in to his desires.

you were temptation and you didn’t even seem to realise it. wether you were sitting with a book on your lap, reading quietly to yourself or stretched out in bed in your tight fitting tank top and underwear, catching elijahs eye as he walked past. 

you’d been living with the mikaelsons for two years, and ever since elijah had laid eyes on you, he’d been smitten. at first, it was an innocent kind of love, wanting to hold you when you cried or wash your hair after he’d ran you a bath but that had escalated quickly to catching himself staring a little longer than usual - eyes darting to your cleavage and well rounded ass before back up to your eyes. 

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down for the count 

[steve harrington x reader]

author’s note: i always enjoy writing fics like this one, w/ a more fun, sort of sarcastic tone but i find it kinda difficult. i can’t force it; just gotta let it happen. listened to this on repeat which def helped get me in the right mood. hope y’all enjoy fanboy steve lol

word count: 2,103

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Masterpiece

19.3k words about a shy girl and a rude art student.


Inspiration usually floated to Harry at the most inconvenient of times. He could be sat in the midst of a family reunion and the brightest spark of inspiration would descend on his head and he would have to shove his hands under his thighs to keep them from twitching. He could be at class learning about the uses of electron configuration and he’d imagine the most amazing picture possible in his artistic mind and despite the lingering stares he received from his classmates, he’d shuffle through his bag for colored pens and begin sketching on his pad. The rainbow beamed over his head as he concentrated on the artwork, tongue protruding from the corner of his mouth.

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Things about Beyond Birthday that we don’t talk much about but should

-He drives a stolen car.
-Invited Naomi to dinner (and was rejected) once.
-Went through a 13 year old girl’s panty drawer
-Crawled on all fours. On a crime scene floor. Where there was still blood. 
-Used make-up
-Crushed a 13 year old girl’s eyeballs
-“an aggressive top”
–Cleaned the entire scene but the blood
-Undressed and dressed Believe Bridesmaid
-Ate an entire jar of jam in less than 5 minutes.
-Wakes up at 6AM
-Really knows his roman numerals
-Took a severed arm with him
-“Read” and entire lengthy book in under ten minutes
-Had his jar of jam in his victim’s fridge
-Aggressively beat Backyard’s arm with a hammer
-Mathematical genius
-Convinced His victim’s relatives to allow him permission to investigate his own case
-Likes Akazukin Chacha
-Knows each of Akazukin Chacha’s volume’s page numbers
-Crawled from underneath a bed
-Literally stood outside the bathroom door and commented on why he didn’t hear the toilet flush, creep
-Was referred to as some kind of creepy pedophile
-Casually walked around with his own crossword puzzle
-Do you even know how much time and strength it takes to cut off a limb?
-And strangle a grown man?
-Claimed Quarter Queen ‘looked better’ after death. (Ref to the glasses)
-Laughs to himself
-Cracks his neck and walks with his neck craned awkwardly to the side
-High possibility that he might have killed in the past
-Isn’t maniacal whilst killing his victims, is actually only interested in experimenting

2

Soooooo Saturday I met Gareth David-Lloyd…this was quite an adventure I have to say and I just felt like I needed to share my experience and the thoughts going through my mind.  

I totally knew this was going to happen.  I’ve been planning this little trip to Huntsville for a couple of months now and was totally ready to shell out an obscene amount of money to meet this guy.  I just so happened one day to be curious enough to see if Gareth was coming close-by anytime soon.  I kind of figured it would be a stretch, but lo and behold, Gareth was coming to Huntsville.  To my dismay, it was a Doctor Who convention and he was arriving as a Torchwood guest and I literally know nothing about these shows.  I probably watched one episode of Doctor Who a long time ago and then tried a Torchwood episode shortly after my decent into Solavellan hell just because…reasons…

I’ve been planning this, worried because of my lack of knowledge of the Whoverse or whatever the hell people call it, unsure of whether this convention was going to be massive or tiny, and just general freaking out over getting to meet Gareth.  With my print in hand, my boyfriend and I went all the way up to his grandparent’s house just for me to meet this one guy at a convention that I knew nothing about.  

Unsure of how long this convention was going to take, I told my boyfriend ahead of time that he should probably be ready to wait a while.  I had never been to this convention before, but all other conventions I had gone to had a lot of waiting involved.  He ended up having one of his friends that were close by drive 30 minutes over to the mall where this hotel was located so that they could play card games.  I walk in the front door, scared as all get out with this universe that I had no idea about.  

I went up to the marked tables and literally had my badge in hand within 2 minutes.  I was the ONLY ONE IN LINE.  I saw people, sure, but there was like no one around.  Granted, I had gotten there at like 11:30, so the con was already like halfway over for the day, but still!  I expected to wait in line for at least a few minutes.  I looked at the clock and saw that I had apparently prepared too much and was now an hour early before Gareth was supposed to be signing stuff.  UGH!!!  I thought, well, I don’t know anything about this fandom other than Daleks, the phone booth, and then that Matt Smith is apparently the best doctor (I have no idea what who this person is but I apparently know his name), but I guess since I have time to spare I may as well go to the Vendor room and Artist Alley.  I went to where the Vendor room was, literally passing maybe 2 or 3 people.  

This was probably the smallest Vendor room I had ever seen.  There were like maybe 10 tables and was filled with maybe like 20-30 people including the people running the booths.  People everywhere asking me to enter this raffle and do this doohicky and I’m just like “haha no thanks” and walked away nervously.  In under 2 minutes, I had already looked at everything.  In another 2 minutes, I had already looked through the Artist Alley.  I still had so much time before meeting Gareth.  I decided that I should at least go over and see if he was around, I could just sit there and be creepy and stare at him for an hour, worst case scenario.  

I went over to the room where the signings were happening and he was already sitting down doing autographs.  I felt my heart jump in my throat and walked over to him.  Once again, there was no line.  I literally became the second person in line immediately.  I paid the lady sitting next to him, already aware that I was spending another $40 just to get him to sign my print and felt my heart start racing.  Then as the people in front of me left, my hands started shaking.  I started to fumble to get the picture out of the protective thing I bought and he said hi to me.  Dude, you guys, I felt my face burn bro.  That accent was to die for.  Literally, I could have just passed out.  I told him that I was actually a huge Dragon Age fan and really appreciated all the work that he had done.  When I showed him the @nipuni print that I had brought for him to sign, he absolutely gushed over it.  He just kept talking about how pretty it was and then quickly signed it for me.  I couldn’t stop my hands from shaking, but he was just so nice and then shook my hand.  I told him that I had literally no knowledge of Doctor Who or Torchwood and literally just came to this convention to get his autograph.  He was just so cute and I just couldn’t take my eyes off of him.

I’ve gotta do something about vibrating when I get all nervous around people I like.  It’s a sickness and I have no idea what I have to do to get rid of it.  It’s embarrassing and I could just feel myself turning beet red while I was standing in front of him.  It was so bad!!!!

So yeah, that was my ridiculously long and stupid story about what a dork I am and all this trouble that I went through literally just to meet this adorable cutie.  $100 for this like 30 second moment was well spent.

Immediately after this, I started getting sick and am still sick.  Gareth got me sick by being too adorable.  I’ve decided.  Now, I gotta go die somewhere…

|Soulmate| (Part 2) Peter Parker

Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: It’s been a couple months since you’ve started dating ‘Parker- P-Peter Parker’ so it’s normal for him to just stop by at night :3

Warnings: fluff?, kisses, cuteness, backstory-ish

Words: 1195 (i think I got carried away)

A/N: I HOPE THIS IS WHAT EVERYONE WANTED.(that’s not meant to sound aggressive) lol sorry if it sucked!

Part 1

Originally posted by sassyshieldslap

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It had been a couple of months since I had met Spider-Man- well, Peter. Peter Parker.

As I descended down the stairs, walking away from my school, I saw a familiar brown haired boy. I rushed over to him and smiled.

H-Hi. I’m Park- P-Peter Parker. By the way.” He stuttered his words out. “But you know that I’m- you know.” I giggled. I couldn’t seem to wipe this smile off my face.

“Y-Y/N L/N.” We stood in silence for a moment. “Oh- that’s my name… By the way.” He laughed and stuffed his hands in his pocket.

“I told you I’d find you. Not in a creepy stalker way though- I jus- Uh do you want me to walk you home?” He smiled nervously. I pretended to think for a moment and put my hand on my chin.

“I don’t know. If you’re willing to. I live halfway across down soo-

“That is totally fine. Actually, I would prefer to walk you home now. To spend… More time with you.” He blushed a dark shade of red. My cheeks were starting to hurt from me trying not to smile so widely.

“Then yes- you can walk with me.” I bit my lip and walked down the steps, keeping my eyes on him. He walked down with me and we started on our way back to my place.

He didn’t head home until later that day. He stayed a while in my apartment. And that sure as hell wasn’t the first day he walked me home and then stayed over. He asked me out after about two or so weeks after that day. So that would mean we’ve been together for about three months now. And I feel like ‘soulmates’ is just and under statement. It’s like Peter and I were made for each other. I mean we were… But that’s not the point. A knock at my window wiped my mind of what I was thinking of before. My head turned and my eyes connected with Spider-Mans eyeglasses. Peter. I honestly do not know what they’re called, his eye glass things, but he looks cute in his mask so I don’t care. I jumped from my bed and lifted my window up. He slid inside my room and I closed the window after him.

“Hello- Spider-Man. Is there a reason such a marvellous hero has come to see me! Y/N! What a gracious-”

“Babbee-” He tore off his mask and chuckled at me. “Spider-Man was just lonely and wanted to see his beautiful girlfriend.”

“Like… Lonely lonely?” I looked up and down his body and exaggeratedly winked. “Or just lonely.” I laughed putting my hands around his neck.

“I think a little bit of both. I mean our four month anniversary is coming up soon.” He kissed my cheek.

“Yeah, in like three weeks. Also, why celebrate a four month anniversary. Why not celebrate at like six months and a year?” He grinned down at me.

“Why not celebrate every day.” He shrugged and leaned down, pressing his lips against mine. I pulled my head back.

“Because if we celebrated every day I would be broke. Hate to break it to you Spidey-Boy but you’re expensive.” I smirked up at him and he sighed.

“I’m not that expensive… I just like things that cost a lot of money. I’m tired of digging through dumpsters!” He pushed away and pressed the button in the middle of his suit. With that, his suit fell to the floor revealing his half naked body. I could never get over how good he looked.

“I know- that’s why I’d suffer bankruptcy for you.” He laughed at my comment. My eyes trailed to his chest. He was ripped and I don’t know if it was from working out by saving all those people or from the spider bite.

“Seriously though, Y/N, don’t buy me to much stuff. Like my limit is 100$… A year. So no more. As for you, your limit is like 300$ cause you deserve everything.” He grabbed one of his sweaters off my floor, that he left from the last time he was over, and slipped it on.

“Everything, huh? Well, thank you, Baby.” I smiled and hopped on my bed. “Does that mean I can get one of Starks-”

“Nope. Ok not everything. Cause if I take or borrow or give you anything of Mr. Starks I might get tracked down and hunted.” He crawled into bed next to me and wrapped his arm around my waist.

“True- True. Maybe you could introduce me to Mr. Stark sometime tho. I mean I’m just your girlfriend so it’s not that important.” I sighed dramatically while smiling.

“I mean I probably could-” I turned over to face him.

“Wait- really? Like actually? You would introduce me to Tony Stark?”

“Yeah I mean you are my girlfriend, as you just said, so he might be glad to put a face behind a name… I seem to talk about you a lot on missions.” I giggled.

“I would hope so. I wouldn’t want you talking about any other gorgeous and amazing girls.” I yawned as he spoke.

“Ah, but you see-” He dropped his voice to a whisper. “- you’re the only gorgeous and amazing and stunning girl I know. And the only gorgeous and amazing and stunning girl I know seems to be a bit tired.” I giggled at his words.

“Very, I mean it is-” I turned my head to face my digital clock next to my bed. “12:46.” I said. “On a school night.” He groaned.

“I really don’t want to go to school. My back hurts. Oh! Did I tell you that that one robber came back and he tried to rob the same bank and I tried-” I tuned out his voice and just looked at the features on his face. I loved it when he talked about his day as Spider-Man because he was always so happy while explaining everything, but sometimes I just liked to look at his facial expressions while he explained everything. I tuned back into what he was saying.

“-and I was like-” He made a web shooting sound “-and then he was like 'ahh!’ then I left him there all webbed up so the police could take him in- again!” He laughed. “It was a crazy day.” I nodded and then snuggled my head into his chest.

“It seems like it.” I mumbled against his shirt. I heard him shoot his web somewhere in my room and when my room became dark I put two and two together, figuring out he turned off my light.

“Hey Y/N…” He whispered.

“Yeah?” I asked and leaned my head up to meet his face.

“I love youuu.” He said, dragging the 'u’. I giggled and nestled my face in the crook of his neck.

“I love you toooo.” I replied, copying him but dragging the 'o’ instead. He chuckled, causing my body to shake with his.

“Night, Babe.” He mumbled quietly. I made a 'mmh’ sound against his chest and slowly drifted to sleep to the rhythm of his heart beating.

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@sebass-stanfan, @notawarriorjustyet, @crystalsinwater, @sydning

Hard Times

Request: Peter Parker x Reader where the reader gets kidnapped for leverage and gets tortured but Peter comes to save her.

Warnings: Language, depiction of violence/torture?

Word Count: 1068

A/N: Written in Peter’s POV || This made me super emo but I hope this is along the lines of what you wanted!! Also, SUPER SORRY that it took me so long, I had writer’s block for Peter but now I’ve come through! @painting-tragedies

Originally posted by buckybarnres

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Tom Holland - Four Simple Steps

this wasn’t requested this was my own idea and i hope you like it there will be a part two and I’m super excited to write it!!!

part 2

requests are open:)) i now take tom/peter chris/steve and seb/bucky requests

Originally posted by tomshollandss

“harry this summer is gonna be amazing” i smiled as we walked with locked arms down the busy streets of london. there was only a month of school left which meant the end of the year peprally and a school dance. i could tell he looked over at me and just smiled.

“what?” i asked. i looked over at him and he just shook his head but his body was vibrating with laughter.

“harry! tell me what” i stomped my foot like a child, this gained the attention of a few pedestrians walking near us. this just made harry’s laugh louder and made my cheeks flush with red due to the embarrassment.

“well i mean if you really wanna know” he looked over at me with a mischievous glint in his sparkling brown eyes.

“you gotta beat me in a race back home” he rushed out as he began sprinting. i let out a loud laugh and began running quick after him. harry’s house was probably five or so minutes away walking so this shouldn’t take long. yeah sure he longer legs then me but i was the star sprinter on my track team.

i moved my little legs as fast as they could possibly go, passing harry i could hear him let out a groan as i took the lead and i just let out a loud bark of laughter knowing i won.

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Bill skarsgard Imagine

Bill Skarsgard x reader 

Requested: “Could you write an imagine where the director of its daughter is dating bill skarsgård” 

I hope you enjoy this, I had fun writing it!!!

Your father was currently working on his new movie IT. Your father was Andy Muschietti, the director. The best thing about having your dad be a director was getting to travel to places and meeting other actors. The best part, though, of him working on IT was that you also got to see your boyfriend, Bill. You and Bill had started dating after he had got the part of Pennywise. You were visiting your father on set, Bill was there, and things just went up from there. You and him were happy but you’re father wasn’t, or that’s what you thought. But your father would never admit that that he secretly liked you and Bill together. He thought Bill was a talented actor, kind-hearted and perfect for you. He knew Bill could make you happy and he couldn’t help but mess with you guys. 


Your dad had just finished shooting a scene with Bill and before Bill left you made sure to wave to him, which he replied to with a nod, smile and wave. Andy looked up from the camera when he saw Bill smiling and waving back towards you. He knew that was for you because Bill didn’t do that to anyone else on set. You got to your dad and handed him a drink. You both watched the footage of what was just shot. 

“why do you have bad taste in men?” Andy asked. 

“excuse me?” you replied back.

“I mean…..” Andy had a eery look on his face, while he pointed towards Bill on the camera. He was being all creepy. 

“Whats wrong with him?” You asked your father confused. 

“He’s a murderer. He’s a clown who kills children and eats them,” he said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Your aunt started laughing. 

“I hope he visits you while your sleeping and kills you,” you threaten back as you started walking away. 

‘He can’t kill me, I created him!” 

“Stephen King did! Not you!” You yelled back. 


You and Bill were down in the sewers part of set. He was about to shoot a scene but you guys were waiting on Andy who was talking to the other crew members on what he wanted to see happen.

Originally posted by beverlysmarsh

While waiting, you and Bill just started being goofballs and made funny faces to each other. You guys were laughing and at one point he grabbed your face with his white gloves and kissed you on the lips. When that happened Andy looked away from talking to the crew when he was going to call Bill when he saw what you guys were up to. 

“Really! I’m right here.”  Andy started walking towards you both. You guys pulled away and continued to laugh. He grabbed onto Bills arm and pushed him to where he was going to him his next scene, “You go over there.” Bill started laughing like Pennywise. “Don’t. Don’t go pennywise on me! I will go Andy on you!” Andy yelled to Bill. Andy grabbed your arm and pushed you out of the sewers, “You go away, I don’t want you here anymore. I don’t want you here or near him.” And with that you laughed and walked away.


The cast was wrapping up filming for the day, Bill had just got out of the makeup department trailer and was standing next to you. You guys were about to head to his trailer when you heard a loud beep sound. You guys both jumped and looked towards the sound. You saw that it was your day holding a bull horn. 

“YOU BETTER NOT BE HEADING TO HIS TRAILER!” you heard your dad say with the bull horn. 

“I’m not sleeping in your trailer dad!” you replied back and you and bill started walking to his trailer. 

You guys were walking when you heard, “Bill, you’re fired.” You looked towards your dad and started laughing and kept walking. 

“Let them be Andy,” Barbara said, “Just suck it up and deal with that your daughter is not single anymore.” Andy sighed and looked down. 


The day had come where you guys were not at the premiere of IT. 

Originally posted by skarsgard-universe

You were taking picture with Bill. It was just you and him when you saw a figure standing legitimately behind him. He looked back to see your father. He was staring at Bill, just staring at him from behind. Bill turned around to see who was there when Andy yanked his arm, “Stop touching and away from my daughter, Away!” He pushed Bill towards his brothers, “Go with your brothers and take pictures with them.” Bill walked to his brothers and started taking pictures while you and your father were standing there smiling for the camera as if nothing happened. 


Andy Muschietti doing an interview for IT. 

Interviewer: “How do you feel about Bill Skarsgard dating your daughter?” 

Andy: “I don’t like it,” he smiled laughing, “I really don’t like it.” He continued to laugh. 

Originally posted by itsalmamahone

Bill was doing an interview for his film IT. 

Interviewer: “I heard that you were dating the directors daughter and he doesn’t like it. What do you have to say about that?” 

Bill: “Well tough.” Bill started laughing out loud, “Sorry that sounded so mean. No, but um…he’ll learn to live with it. I mean, me and her make each other happy.” He started smiling at the thought of you. 


Extra: Bill just woke up from his nap. He was at your house and unfortunately your house was also your dads. When Bill woke up he saw your dad looking at him. 

“You had a dream that I killed you,” Andy said smiling brightly, “because I will not hesitate to.” 

“Dad, leave him alone!” 

EXO (OT12) - Reaction to You Being A Foreigner Who Knows Their Native Language

Minseok:
When he was telling Jongdae what a beautiful woman you were when you were sitting a table away from them at a café he did not expect you to come up to him later with your number saying “You aren’t so bad yourself, handsome.” The shocked expression on his face amused you even more, “You mean you understood me?” You giggled, “Obviously, I learned the language before coming to live in a foreign country. Call me sometime, yeah?” You gave a wink and left him standing there speechless.

Luhan:                                                                                                                Luhan was walking around China when he decided to stop at a local street vendor for some food. When he was ordering, some girls recognized him and starting freaking out. “Can I just eat in peace for once.” You were standing behind him in line and said, “So you are why those girls are going crazy?” He turned expecting to see another native but instead noticed you were a foreigner. “Yeah,” He gave a sly smile, “I’m kind of famous.” You gave a look of amusement. “Anyways, why are you so damn good at Chinese?” You giggled, “I’m kind of a good study.”

Kris (Yifan):
While enjoying the nightlife that comes with living in California, Kris found himself in one of the many nightclubs. He received a phone call about a movie role in China and of course proceeded to speak in Mandarin. You being a bystander ended up hearing the conversation. “You are an actor?” You asked fluently in the language he just spoke. “Yeah I am,” he smiled then gave a confused look, “You speak Mandarin?” You smiled and started walking away, “Maybe we can speak more after dancing.” Kris gave a sly smile and followed you to the dance floor.

Junmyeon:
Waiting around at an airport can be quite annoying, it is even more annoying when your flight doesn’t leave when it is supposed to. A message rang out over the loudspeaker and you heard one of the men in the group of guys waiting for the same flight as you ask, “What did that just say?” in Korean. You responded out loud without thinking, “That the flight will be delayed until the storm stops.” He turned to you in response with a smile, “You speak Korean?” “Yeah,” you laughed, “I actually lived there for a few years when I was younger. Sorry to budge into your conversation.” He gave you a gracious smile, “No harm done, my name is Junmyeon. Care to talk a bit while we wait?”

Yixing:
Yixing looked up at the rollercoaster his friends were in line for and started mumbling how crazy they were to himself. “Not a fan of roller coasters either?” You asked casually in Chinese as you were waiting by the gates for your friends too. “More so of getting hurt,” he responded as he turned to face you. He had a confused look on his face to see that you were in fact not Chinese. “I did some studying abroad if that is what you were wondering,” you said with a smile. He nodded and gave a little laugh. “I am Zhang Yixing,” he said with one of his signature bows he did out of habit. “Y/N,” you said in response with a little bow of your own, “Ready to watch this horrifying sight together?” He smiled and you both turned back to watch the enormous metal contraption run its course.

Baekhyun:
Baekhyun and Chanyeol were walking around taking in the sights that New York City had to offer when they decided to make a bet and see if they could get a girl to say they were cuter than the other. Not expecting you to know their native language Baekhyun came up to you and gave a simple “Hello” in English. As you heard Chanyeol calling out words of encouragement in Korean you decided to respond with “Annyeong.” When he realized that you could speak in his own language he gave a giggle and a finger wave. “Do you mind playing along in helping me win a bet?” You smiled, “If I get your name first.” He gladly offered his name as you took his outreached hand and walked over to fool his friend.

Jongdae:
When your uncle asked if you could bartend for the night at his restaurant you were hardly enthused by the thought of creepy men flirting with you over the counter. However, when an attractive bunch of foreigners walked in things seemed to be looking up for you. You heard them chatting in Korean so you decided you use your multilingual skills to ask them what they wanted to order. One of the guys, who you noticed to be very muscular under his shirt, was automatically overjoyed and didn’t seem to care about ordering at the moment. “What else do you know?”

Chanyeol:
Chanyeol and the boys were at a party in Busan when he noticed you across the room. He assumed that you wouldn’t know enough Korean to hold a conversation so he ended up just staying where he was. However, when you walked over and started talking to him he couldn’t hide the smile that formed on his face. “You really know Korean!” he said after you two had been talking for a while. “How else would I be able to talk to such a handsome man,” you joked and he laughed.

Kyungsoo:
When they said there would be a new make-up artist he was surprised to see that you were a foreigner. As the boys introduced themselves one by one his shy smile broadened when you began a conversation with him. “Your Korean is really good,” he said reassuringly. “I try,” you said as you both laughed, “I could still use a little bit of teaching.” He perked up at the thought, “I could help you when I have free time.”

Tao:
Tao was browsing the men’s ware at a popular clothing store when you heard him asking his friend something about the color he should get in Chinese. “I would go with the red one,” you said, “it will make a statement.” Tao turned to you and the fashionista within him responded, “that is what I was thinking too.” Your skin tone was a dead giveaway that Chinese was not your native language. “Where did a pretty girl like you learn Chinese?”

Jongin:
When out in Seoul for the night walking his dogs he did not expect to talk to a foreigner. “They are so cute! May I pet them?” You said in fluent Korean. Taken aback it took him a moment before he smiled and said “Yeah, of course.” He grinned as he watched you interact with his kids. When you stood back up he offered for you to walk with him. “You can walk one if you’d like, I’d enjoy the company.” He was very interested in getting to know you.

Sehun:
Even when on tour this boy needs his bubble tea fix. When you offered to help him order after seeing that he was struggling a bit, he was surprised. After you ordered for yourself he ended up paying for your drink. “You really didn’t have to,” you said shyly. “It’s no big deal, besides I want to know how you speak Korean so well.” You sat with him and ended up joking around and talking for a while.


I tried to make each situation different. I hope you guys like it. :)

Proposition

2,500 Followers Oneshot

Summary: Jensen tries to convince the reader to be his pretend girlfriend.

Prompt: "You’ve given up being sexy a long time ago haven’t you?“

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Requested by: @starswirlblitz


Work today was fucking torture. It was too long, too boring and filled with too many morons. You can only fake being nice for so long, it’s exhausting.

Trying to get into a more relaxed head space, you decide to pamper yourself a bit. You down a much needed glass of wine then take a soothing bubble bath. Soon after you throw on a black mud mask that clarifies, it’s weird looking but it works awesome.

Deciding to give yourself a pedicure, you pick out a dark red nail polish and get yourself settled on the couch. Finally feeling a little more relaxed, you breathe a happy sigh for the peace and quiet.

“Y/N!”

Son of a bitch.

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Mad: Part 13

Originally posted by younggjaebum

“We’re all a little crazy on the inside, some are just better at hiding it than others.”

Warning: Contains smut, violence and tense situations in some chapters

Teaser  Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9  Part 10  Part 11 Part 12

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Ask Nicely

(Henry Bowers x Richie’s Sister!Reader)

A/N: Here’s a little (long) fic for you! I’ve had this one in the works for a while, finally finished it up! This is probably a lot darker than the anon wanted it, but…. oh well! Enjoy!

Requests:

Can you do a Henry Bowers x Reader where Henry and his gang try to hurt her in the forest but she begs Henry to help her and he does and he starts to like her. Also the reader is Richie’s sister! If that was confusing I will rewrite the plot lol.

Word Count: 6, 137

Rating: NSFW

Warnings: Patrick taking things way too far in a lot of different ways, to the point of attempted non-con, and he’s really really creepy (I feel like I should point out that the Losers are around 13-14, and the Bowers Gang are 15-16, but that still doesn’t make the things Patrick says and thinks okay); the Bowers Gang are not nice guys, and Henry is a psychopath; Richie swears a lot, you do too

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Snapped

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She was breathtaking. She would never think so herself, but man she drew every eye in the room. 

They way her dark blue dress clung to her curves, and the smile she was wearing made her eyes sparkle in the dim lighting. 

Shawn was watching her from across the room. He would feel his chest tighten when she would laugh for smile at someone else. He wouldn’t admit it, but he was jealous. Jealous of the fact that he wasn’t the one making her laugh or smile like that. 

He was hating that he got to walk in, with her on his side, and then had to split up during the party because he had to meet with the record label President. 

She understood, knowing that Shawn had to talk up the new album. He had to do his job, this was just a part of it. 

But she wished that he was here to hold her to his side, hand on her back, while this creepy guy spoke to her. Well not to her, more like, to her breasts.

Shawn noticed, he noticed how every man looked at her in the room. It made his blood boil, she was his and not anyone else’s. He hates that others even get to see her like that. 

He’s biting his lip as he watches her from across the room. 

“Shawn?” Is what pulls him from his glare.

“Hmm what?” He asks looking over at Andrew.

“Are you paying attention? They asked how the third album is coming along?”

“Oh yeah, it’s going good. I just wrote a new song with Geoff, hoping to record it this week.” He nods, letting his gaze fall back to her. 

He starts fiddling with the ring on his middle finger, taking in deep breaths as the man she is talking too moves in closer. 

“Where is Geoff?” Andrew asks. 

Shawn ignores the question. Eyes going wide, and angry as the man moves forward, grabbing her arm. 

She looks scared, Shawn can tell from the look on her face. The man pulls her closer to him, he’s right in her face. She’s trying to push him away but he’s got a tight hold on her arm. 

“What the fuck.” Shawn growls as he pushes past the crowd, rushing to get to her. 

She’s looking around, hoping someone will see what is going on. Hoping to find Shawn. She can’t find him anywhere. 

The panic in her chest rising, this guy just won’t let go and he’s starting to hurt her. 

“Let go of me!” She screams as he puts both hands on her. 

“Let go of her!” A yell comes from behind her making her flinch. 

“I think you need to mind  your own business.” The man glares at Shawn.

“She is my business, you need to let her the fuck go.” Shawn growls.

“Get lost man, I grabbed her first. I’ll let you have your turn when I’m done.” 

“Y/n duck.” Shawn said. She did as told and ducked her head, looking down. 

All she heard was a rush of air and the crack of someone’s nose. The tight grip on her arms is released and she moves away from the guy. 

He’s on the ground clutching his mouth and nose, blood gushing every where. She looks over at Shawn who is shaking out his right hand and breathing hard. 

“Shawn what the fuck?” Andrew yells. 

“Don’t.” She squeaks trying to warn Andrew to back off and let him cool down. 

“Shut it.” Andrew says putting a hand up in front of her face. “Shawn,” He starts, angry.

But Shawn has had enough of people treating his girl with disrespect. 

“What the fuck did you just say to her?” Shawn snaps, getting into Andrews face.

“Shawn don’t do this.” She pleads trying to grab at his arm.

“No what did you just say?”

“Shawn, let’s go for a walk. Cool you down.”

“Y/n, I need you to let go.” Shawn says lowly, moving his gaze to her. 

“Shawn.”

“I’m too heated and I don’t want to hurt you, let go.”

“Stop it, you’d never hurt me.”

“Y/N I SAID LET GO.” He snaps at her. She flinches and backs away, he’s never yelled at her like that before. 

“Shawn!” She says covering her mouth. He looks over at her, about to yell again. But the words get caught in his throat as he notices the scared look on her face. The face she made when the man was grabbing her, she was staring at him like that. 

“Y/n, baby I’m so sorry.” He snaps back to reality starting to walk to her.

“No, stop.” She says shaking her head. She lets a tear fall and walks away from him. 

“No! Y/n.” He chases after her.

By the time he catches up with her, she’s already in the car, driving off without him. 

“Geoff.” He calls as he sees Geoff across the way. “I need your car.” He yells sprinting to him.

“Why?”

“Don’t start with me, give me your fucking keys.” Shawn says holding out his hand. 

Geoff knows something is seriously wrong, and digs into his pocket throwing the keys into Shawn’s hand. 

Shawn runs to the car, starting it as soon as he can. He has to find her and apologize. He never ever wanted to see that look on her face again. He can’t believe he snapped on her like that. 

He throws the car in park next to the one she drove home, rushing up the stairs to the apartment. He opens the door, surprised it isn’t locked. 

“Y/n?” He calls out. 

No response. 

His heartbeat beating out of his chest. 

He can’t lose her.

“Y/n?” He calls out again. 

He’s walking around the apartment trying to find her. He stops in front of their master bathroom. 

He can hear her crying. He goes to open the door, but this one is locked. 

“Baby.” He sighs against the door. “Open the door please.” 

“Go away.” She whines. 

“No, Baby, please talk to me.” 

“Please Shawn go away.” She says, sobbing. 

His chest clenches and it feels like his heart is ripped out of his body as he can hear her sobbing on the other side of the door. He hates that he can’t hold her, rock her back and forth. 

“I’ll wait Baby.” He sighs. He hears her sigh and choke back a sob. He turns and leans his back on the door. 

He wipes his face and closes his eyes as he starts to cry himself. 

An hour passes and he slides down the door, sitting on the floor with his back and head against the door. The sobbing stopped and he’s pretty sure she’s fallen asleep but he’s true to his word. 

He’ll wait. 

He’s wiping his tears as the door clicks and opens. Before he can respond he falls back, as the thing holding him up moves, and he hits his head on the floor.

“Jesus Shawn are you okay?” Y/n crouches down to check on him. 

He looks up at her with a small smile.

“So much better now.” He whispers letting his hand cup her face, using his thumb to wipe her dried tears away. She closes her eyes leaning into his hand. “I’m so sorry Baby, I don’t even know what the hell I was doing. I was so angry that that guy touched you, I’m sorry about that too.” He starts rambling.

“Stop, stop, Shawn, stop.” She hushes him. He sits up, as she sits on the floor in front of him. She crosses her legs and he does the same, letting his hands rest on her thighs. 

“No, I should have been there with you the whole time. I should have stepped in when I saw the guy approach you.” He sighs. “I shouldn’t of hit him, but all I saw was red. Especially when he spoke of you like you were a toy or some shit.” He shakes his head. “I lost it, he treated you so wrong and you didn’t deserve that. I couldn’t help myself, I had to punch him. He had to know that what he was doing was wrong.”

“Shawn, I’m not angry at you.” She stops his rambling by putting her hands on his face. 

“But you should be.”

“Why? Because you stood up for me? Because you punched a guy that was talking about sexually abusing me?” She spoke truthfully. His jaw clenches and he closes his eyes as she says that. 

“But I don’t,”

“No, you listen to me. I love that you get jealous. I love that you stand up for me at all times. I love that you’ll punch a guy and not worry about the consequences just because he spoke disrespectfully to me. Shawn I love that side of you, I love you.” 

“Stop, don’t say that.” He sighs. 

“Shawn?” She asks confused.

“No I scared you. I can’t believe I did that. I can’t believe I snapped at you like that. I was just so mad, and then Andrew started to get in on it. He should never speak to you like that. But the look on your face.” He sighs covering his face with his hands. “Jesus Y/n I can’t get the look on your face out of my head.” 

“Shawn.” She grabs his hands, moving them away. He closes his eyes, not looking at her. “Look at me.” She says softly. He shakes his head. “Shawn look at me.” She says again.

“No Y/n.” 

She’s lost her patience.

“Dammit Shawn, look at me!” She raises her voice at him. He looks up, searching her face. “Shawn, I should have listened to you. You told me to let go. I knew how heated you were, I knew it. I was just trying to get you away from the group. I didn’t want you to do something you would regret. I just wanted you to calm down for a second.” She explains. “I knew it, I should have listened. Tried to get into your head in a different way.” 

“I did do something I regret.” He sighed.

“What did you do Shawn? When I left what did you do?”

“When you left? What no. I regret snapping at you like that. I have never yelled at you, ever and all of the sudden it happened.”

“Shawn it’s okay.” She tried.

“No, it’s not. I wasn’t me, I couldn’t see straight.”

“Shawn.” She crawls into his lap. “Stop it’s okay. I know that, I wasn’t crying because you yelled at me. I’m a big girl, I can be yelled at without crying. All my emotions hit me at once. Yes your yelling didn’t help, but it’s like the situation finally clicked in my head. That guy was trying to grab me and take me, and I freaked.” 

“I’m so sorry.” 

“Stop apologizing.” 

“No I’m so sorry. I can’t lose you.”

“You aren’t gonna lose me, ever. Shawn I love you” 

“I love you too.” He smiles weakly.

“How’s your head?”

“Can you kiss it and make it better?” He teases. She smiles and kisses the top of his head. 

“All better?”

“It hurts here too.” He taps his lips. She laughs and leans in and connects their lips.

“That’s helping.” He mumbles against her lips, causing her to giggle.

“How long did you sit here waiting?” She asks as they pull away.

“I don’t know, I would have sat here all night.” He shrugs. 

She smiles and kisses him again. 

“I would wait a lifetime for you.” He grins at her. 

“Stop being cheesy.” She lightly pushes his face away.

“Can’t help it. I love you.” He smiles.

“With the lights on?” She teases. He rolls his eyes and grins at her. 

“If you’ll let me.” He smirks.

“Nice try.” She nods at him. 

“You’re okay though?” He asks becoming serious.

“Yeah Babe I’m fine.” 

“Promise?”

“No promises remember.” 

“Stop playing for a second, promise me you’re okay.”

“I promise I’m okay.” She whispers, running her fingers threw his curls. 

“Okay.” He sighs, closing his eyes.

“Does this mean I have a ‘Bad Reputation’ now?” She giggles. 

He shakes his head, kissing her, to stop the teasing. 

Friendly Neighborhood Spiderman

Requested. [I feel like this was awful, because I struggle with comedy. But I tried]

Song or Quote : “I’m not a damsel, not tonight at least.” & “ Do you even watch the news? Come on, I’m Spider-Man. You know, stringing up criminals and saving damsels?“

“What’s a pretty girl like you doin’ all by yourself in these mean ole streets, huh?” 

[Y/N]’s head swiveled to her left, stepping sideways off the sidewalk to get out of reach. She narrowed her eyes, this guy looked like trouble and reeked of cheap booze and menthol. “Going home.” 

The way his eyes raked over her, made [Y/N] feel uneasy. She knew her time was coming to cross paths with the crooks of the city. It had only been a little less than a month since she had moved here. But, [Y/N] could bet that walking home alone in the dark was the sure way to come across one. 

He smirked towards her, his teeth oddly glistening in the flickering street light. “Takin’ some late night pilate classes?” The man’s eyes skimmed over her gym bag that was slung over her body, “What kind of goods you got in there, hon?”  

If asked what her worst trait would be, it would be that she was extremely outspoken. She always struggled to keep her mouth shut in situations that called for it to stay closed. This was one of those times that she blatantly ignored her better judgement. Squinting her eyes, she cocked a brow. “I don’t know what I’m more shocked about. The fact that you believe that you’ll be able to mug me or the fact that you know what pilates is.” Taking a step back when he stepped forward, she narrowed her eyes. “And if you must know, I take mixed martial arts, so believe me when I say despite the vast height and weight difference between us, I could kick your ass with my eyes closed.” 

“You a bit ballsy, ain’t you?” He growled while he cracked his fingers, “I’m going to make you eat those words that’s been comin’ out that pretty little mouth.” 

[Y/N], you should probably stop while you’re ahead. Gasping like she was scared, her hands flew to her mouth. Pretending to shake, she squealed out. “Oh no, oh my gosh, I’m so sorry. Please, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean any of that. Oh, please don’t hurt me.” Or not

Before the mugger could respond, the sound of laughing made them both jump. Searching in the dark to find the source of laughter, they finally looked up to the fire escape of the closest building. Standing on the railing, with one hand propped up against the bricked building, the other was placed on his stomach while he was bent over still laughing. 

“Oh man, I just love sarcasm.” He laughed, “It’s like punching someone in the face but with words.” 

[Y/N] squinted her eyes, who the fuck

Before she could get the chance to ask, the mugger growled out in anger. “And just what the hell are you supposed to be?” 

“Ditto,” she muttered. 

Jumping from the fire escape, he landed gracefully in front of them. Shrugging his shoulders, “Do you even watch the news?” Whoever the masked man was, sounded incredibly insulted. Groaning, he shook his head. “Come on, I’m Spiderman. You know stringing up criminals and saving damsels?” Leaning against the mugger, [Y/N] could only assume he winked in her direction while he clicked his tongue and pointed towards her.

"I’m not a damsel, not tonight at least.” She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, “This guy’s a joke, I could take him with or without you.” Seriously, [Y/N]? Do you ever think before you speak? It’s called a goddamn filter.

Spiderman shook his head, “Man, she’s a little feisty.” Looking up at the mugger, he snickered. “Isn’t she?” 

“Get your damn hands off me.” The guy yelled, slinging Spiderman off his shoulder, he pulled a knife out from his jacket. “Come on Spiderman let’s see what you got kid.” 

Spiderman chuckled, “Funny you mention the whole kid thing because this kid is going to kick your ass, dude.” Flicking his wrist, a web shot out and landed onto the mugger’s hand with the knife. Flicking his wrist again, he webbed the knife out his hand. “Oh shame you don’t have that anymore.” 

[Y/N] yelped slightly, “Yo, is that stuff coming out of you?!”

“What? No! Ugh, I made it.” He groaned, looking down at his hands, he started moving them towards the device on his wrist. “I engineered it to-” Getting cut off by the mugger yanking back on the web, Spiderman flew forward. Before he made it close enough for the mugger to grab him, he shot out another web and stopped himself. Chuckling, “You’re going to have to do better than that if you want to get me.” 

“You some piece of work kid.” The mugger growled. 

“Yeah, yeah.” He snorted. 

[Y/N] felt sort of freaked out. Biting her lip, she tried to process what was going on. First, she decides to walk home alone, in the dark from the gym. Then, a creepy man stops her when she passes an alley. Next, she decides to be mouthy because she’s always been that way. And now, a man kid person in a spandex suit was trying to save her. “Is this? Is this,” moving her hand in their direction, she raised a brow, “normal?” 

Spiderman glanced in her direction before webbing the guy up against the building, pointing at him, he scolded. “Don’t steal, the Government doesn’t like competition.” Turning towards [Y/N], he casually walked towards her. “Is what normal?” 

“That….this whole thing? I mean is this normal?” She motioned towards his suit and then the web. “Is it normal for a kid vigilante to be running the streets at night in spandex?” 

“Don’t insult the suit, man.” Spiderman ran his hand down his torso, “This is a one of a kind.” 

Squinting her eyes, she muttered, “I don’t doubt that.” 

He tossed his head, shaking his head. Looking back towards her, he fake gasped. “I’m sorry, did I just roll my eyes out loud?”

“I can’t even see your eyes!” 

“Stop insulting me.”

Feeling frustrated, “I’m not insulting you, I’m describing you!” 

Before Spiderman could have a chance to respond, the sound of heavy footsteps and chains rattling interrupted their small argument. Instinctively, he stepped protectively in front of [Y/N]. 

“What the hell is going on out there?” A voice yelled from the alley.

Tony, get your ass out here and get me down!” The mugger yelled.

“Hey, I know a Tony.” He looked over towards [Y/N] nodding. “He’s a good friend-” stopping short, they both gulped at the sight of the stacked guy emerging from the alley with heavy artillery. “That….that um, that is not the same Tony I know.” Turning around, he shot webbing towards [Y/N], pulling her in close, he whispered, “Hold on.” 

“I’m sorry, do what?”

With no response, they were both zipping through the air. [Y/N] could feel her heart leaping out of her mouth when her eyes adjusted to the height at which they were flying at. Yelping, she held on tight and closed her eyes. She felt like they were in the air for hours but that was due to the fact that she was incredibly terrified of heights. 

Once she felt solid ground on under her feet, she retracted herself from the kid and fell to the ground. Her chest was heaving from her adrenaline coursing through her body. “Why did you think that was a good idea?” 

“I mean it was either run away or be shot and I’ve got a lot of life to live so I ran with option B.” Sitting on the ground in front of her, he chuckled, “And normally my problem is that I have really fantastic bad ideas.” 

Clutching her chest to try to slow down her heart rate, she flickered him a look. “Like dressing up in spandex and looking for trouble?” Taking a deep breath, she sighed. “Shouldn’t you be playing video games or hooking up with girls after curfew?” 

Spiderman reached up to the scratch the back of his head, wanting to laugh at how ridiculous the last part sounded. If only this girl knew who he was under his mask. “Yeah the thing about that is I don’t know how to act my age because I’ve never been this age before.” 

Standing up, she dusted herself off. “Right.” Looking around her to make sure nothing fell out of her bag, she looked at the masked hero. “I guess I should thank you for saving me.” 

Standing up, he shook his head. “It’s not really a problem. It’s what I do.” 

“I suppose so.” Chewing on her lip, “Who are you? I mean I know your Spiderman, but you’ve got have a face under that mask.” 

Stepping backwards, he chuckled. “I’m just your friendly neighborhood Spiderman.” Slinging a web, he saluted. “I’ll see you around.” And then he was off, leaving [Y/N] staring after him. Maybe moving to this city wasn’t so bad.