Anything I have/will write for: (I will write for more than these and I'm just adding as I remember things.

I'm not very good with writing without requests seeing as most ones that aren't requested flop and my most popular writing are ones I either wrote as jokes or just actually really dislike (I can write Miles Fairchild again though if that's what people really like).

Warnings: Miles 1610, themes of stalking, breaking into readers house.

Being friends with Miles Morales was strange to say the least, he was quite eccentric and fun-loving. Running around excitedly like a child when he found things he wanted to show you. Until you started to get along with Ganke, then he'd grow quiet on walks, grumbling quietly to himself.

You had gotten used to his quietness but you were both always able to rope him back into conversation, it was now one of the first time in the past month you were hanging out with just Miles. He sat in his wheelie chair in front of his desk, spinning slowly as you laid down on his bed. "Do you like Ganke?" Miles voice cut out through the quiet of his room. "Yeah, I think he's cool, he's definitely funny." Miles shook his head.

OMG MARI YOU ARE SO COOL! You have a lovely day/night. I had to write for Scott the second you brought him up. So here's our lovely boy trying to charm.

Warning: nothin really, just 9th graders having crushes on eachother, fluff.

Scott was a quieter kid, he listened his music, bullied fourth graders (Cartman's bitch ass) with his friend group and played video-games in class. You weren't as quiet, running around with your friends, wearing pretty and flashy outfits to school and being honestly, the smartest kid in class.

Your newest cute outfit however had all his focus on you recently, your bell bottoms adorned with not only patch flowers but your own scribbled flowers, a plain tank-top and a cute pink sweater. It matched your Mary Janes that you wore constantly. And it had his eyes all over you, he was the average 15-year-old boy, obsessing over a girl in his class.

He tried desperately for the next few days to win you over with his bad boy act, and honestly it did. "Dude, you're a loser." His friends laughed, throwing a comic from one to the other. "I just don't see why you're hung up on that one girl, there are like...forty-seven others in this town." He scoffed. "I'm not 'hung up' on her, i'm just testing my charm." His friends scoffed and laughed. "Well I heard from her friends that it's working, she's like super into you."

So Scott had a plan, he'd ask you out today. Maybe today was three weeks after that conversation but he'd ask today. Only problem, you had those stupid cutesy Mary Janes on, that dumb heart sweater and that stupidly pretty pink skirt. And even worse you smiled and waved when you saw him.

"Hey Y/n..." He mumbled as you wrapped your arms around his waist, giving him a short side-hug. "Hey Scotty!" You giggled and he swore he might melt right there. "It's Scott." He muttered, keeping his 'mean, tough guy' act up. You however did not seem to care if he was stoic with you as you smiled and nodded. "Yep, but I'm calling you Scotty anyway." He could feel himself smiling, you had a charm no boy could resist.

"Hey Y/n..." You looked up at him from your phone with a smile and a tilt of your head, "Yeah?" He noticed you had pink glittery lip gloss on and he just wanted to kiss you right then and there. He truly thought about it, and the way the glitter would stain his own lips. "Scott, you there?" He's brought out of his daydream by your confused face. And he just goes for it. He cups your face in his hands and smears your pretty lip gloss all over both of your lips as he presses his lips to yours. You squeak quietly, taken aback by his actions before leaning into the kiss with ease.

Scott leaned back with a large smile, a rare thing to see. "Go out with me...please." The 'please' was quiet and whispered and you cracked a smile yourself. "Yes."

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And so you went out with him, deciding to walk around the mall. You running into every cute clothing store you could find and him awkwardly following you like a puppy. Once you ran into a comic store he was confused. "You like this kind of stuff?" You shook your head, "Not really, this is more for you to have fun looking around." Your eyes lit up forever as you picked up a stuffed animal. "But I also like the Hello Kitty and Sailor Moon stuff!" He chuckled, tilting his head as he watched you rummage through the stuffed animals.

"Oh my gods!" He raised his eyebrow and you pulled out a small penguin, he had no idea why a small penguin with a hat and bow had you so excited. "He's Tuxedo Sam, my favorite Sanrio character." you giggled as if it was obvious, he was even more confused. "Sanrio?" You raised your brows. "You don't-...actually it makes sense you don't know, nevermind. It's a Hello Kitty thing." And then he got it. "Ah, I see. You want him?" He asked, motioning to the stuffed animal you still cuddled in your arms.

You nodded softly and he chuckled. "Hand him over, I'll go pay." You raised a brow, "Do you have enough?" He pretended to be offended, "Y/n, are you calling me poor?" You laughed and shook your head, handing Sam over to him. "No, I'm just sayin that cause I don't have enough. My allowance wasn't as much as usual." He nodded. "Don't worry, I got enough for little Sammy here." He joked, and you followed him to the counter where he payed for it and handed it back to you. "Alright, any other clothing stores you wanna walk through? Or are we at that point when I buy you every cute food item you see?" He looked down at you and you laughed, "Nah, let's go look at your kind of stuff now." You blushed and cradled the small stuffed animal in your arms.

So now you had a quiet sweet boyfriend named Scoot who took you shopping and read you his comics.

I WILL ANSWER IT LATER I SAW IT BUT IM TOO LAZY TO WRITE RN BAE, IM GONNA READ NA WRITE SOME RON WEASLEY BEFORE I DO MORE STALKER CED

~The blinds wide open so he can see you in the dark when you're sleepin'~

Creepy Stalker Cedric x Fem! Y/n

This is for @b0nes-phobic​ who really wanted creepy Ced.

Content Warning: Cedric is creepy, he also low-key has a degrading kink, probably not canonical at all

~The One Where Cedric Diggory breaks into your dorm and you catch him~

Cedric followed you down the hall, just to make sure you got home safe from class, at least that’s how he saw it. “Hey creep, you need something?” It was Cho Chang, right next to him now. “No, just walking.” She tilted her head, staring at him. “You sure? Cause you should be going the other way.” He scoffed and turned to her, “Why do you care?” She put her hands on her hips, staring at him. “Because you’re creepy! And that’s my friend you’re trying to stalk weirdo-” She was cut off by Cedric putting his hand over her mouth. “Cho..shh, she’s gonna hear you!” She glared up at Cedric, “And she should! You’re a creep!” 

You turned around hearing a scuffle and saw Cedric and Cho. “Oh Cho! Hey!” She smiled and waved back, “I’m gonna expose your creepy ass!” Cedric’s face immediately washed over with fear and guilt. “Cho…please? Please don’t tell her.” But Cho had already turned around walking off and he glared at her back. “What was that?” You asked with a tilt of your head as you looked at Cedric over Cho’s shoulder, she just dragged you to walk along. “Just Cedric being weird.” You nodded and finally followed and the Diggory boy could feel air fill his lungs again, Cho hadn’t said anything.

He sat next to you in potions the next day and you smiled at him before finishing your conversation with Harry. He had always liked the Potter boy, but not anymore. Now he felt the need to bash his head into concrete. But all he did was bite his bottom lip and look forward. And then in the mess hall you spoke to the Malfoy boy, he just really wanted to push his head into the table, repeatedly until Draco bled everywhere. But you waved at him so he put on a respectable front and smiled, waving back.

This time he went further with his following you however, he got as close as you door, even telling you he was walking past when you saw him. He could see the tilt of your head, and your unease but he was quick to assure and comfort you, leaving quickly. Then he saw you in the morning and walked you to class, you talked to only him as he escorted you everywhere, and it made him feel nice. Then again he followed you home, and this time you left your windows open, he could see the small lamp lit up on your desk and he could see you walk around your room, getting ready for a shower. And he prayed you’d leave your blinds open for him every night. Your blinds were just open because of laziness, but no, in his mind it was all for him.

I mean, could watching you be so bad if you left yourself visible for him? He didn’t think so, so when you started undressing he saw no problem with watching, except for a moment he did, he felt guilt but your beauty and the need to see you pushed him to further watch. Once you stepped into your bathroom, shutting the door, the guilt and gross feeling encased him and he left back to his house, the next day he didn’t speak to you. Waves of guilt covering him, but also the sight of you just brought back his need. “Cedric?” He looked up at you quickly. “Are you alright?” You asked with that small head tilt you always gave him, why was that a habit of yours, and why did it make him want to kiss you? “Y-yeah, i’m fine, why?” He mentally cursed himself for his voice cracking but it was fine when he heard your small laugh. “You sure? You’ve barely spoken a word all day.” Your kindness had affected him so heavily, that as he followed you home that night he felt the need to make himself known, but he knew it was stupid, so he waited until you were asleep. 

Once he knew so, since you left your blinds open yet again, he opened the window, being as quiet as possible as he stepped into your room. He wasn’t going to be creepy, he decided, he just wanted to admire you. He sat in your desk chair and smiled, lucky he didn’t have to move it, it was right next to your bed. He softly leaned forward, his breath on your face made you scrunch your nose and he lightly brushed hair out of your face, an action which he noticed made you push yourself forward, as if to feel his hands. He chuckled quietly and stared at you, his breathing on your face making you squirm. He leaned back with a smile, letting his hand caress your cheek, a feeling he noticed you leaned into, he knew it, even subconsciously you wanted him as much as he did you. “All mine, hm? Aren’t you sweetheart?” He whispered it in your ear and watched your shiver afterward.

After that he was gone, as if he had never been there. The next night you had your blinds closed, but of course you had forgotten to lock the window again. So he snuck in again, only problem, you weren’t asleep. And as he sat on the chair you opened your eyes groggily, you were half-awake, maybe he could chalk it up to you dreaming? “Cedric?” The way his name came out of your lips made him shiver, and the way you stared up at, sitting up and leaning in as if he might disappear in front of you, the way your lips were parted. “How did you get in?” He didn’t answer, or move,hoping you’d assume he was a hallucination and lay back down, but then you poked him. “I know you’re real Diggory, now talk.” He suddenly moved his hand to lay on the back of your neck, leaning in to kiss you, it tasted like copper, without realizing he had been biting his lip, so hard you could taste the blood. You pushed him back, eyes wide and lips parted. “No, no, it’s not what you think you have to listen to me!” You watched him panic. “You’ve been following me home! You, you! It was you in my room last night!” He froze, guilt encasing him. “It’s not like that, I swear, I-i-...” His excuse fell flat. “All mine, hm? Aren’t you sweetheart?” You quoted his words to him and his eyes widened, you were asleep, how the hell did you hear him?! You tilted your head and he felt the urge to kiss you again, he left his hands where they had fallen into your lap.

Don’t give that desperate puppy look.” You whispered, your lips brushing against his. “Do you know how fucking disgusting you are?” Your harsh words seemed to ignite something in him, that and your close proximity, he let his hands squeeze your thighs as you sat in front of him, continuing to degrade him. “Do you really think you can touch me? I bet you have before hm, how can I trust you haven’t done anything to me when you snuck in.” Your hands snaked around his neck and one tugged his hair while he whined and shook his head. “No, baby I promise.”  You tilted your head, looking down at him, not an ounce of pity in your gaze as he whined and looked up at you, his face in an adorable little pout. “You promise? How can I take your word? You followed me home after all.” He whimpered when you leaned down to kiss him. “You’re disgusting, but you’re all mine, right sweetheart?” He nodded quickly and you chuckled. “God, look at you, so eager for me.” he again nodded and you kissed him again. You whispered against his lips, “Stop following me home creepy…ask next time, maybe I’ll let you come inside.”

I'm making this cause my birthday is the 30th but yeah Quackity on reader's birthday

Quackity had the perfect idea for your birthday, I mean it'd be hilarious so he got Wilbur in on it. "Just distract Y/n for a couple hours with your gig, please??" "How am I supposed to distract them when I'm on tour??" Quackity groaned as he got in his car. "Your next event starts at 7 pm. I'm just asking you to distract them until then." Wilbur finally gave in and agreed, face timing you to distract you with his music so you couldn't call Quackity. Quackity went to Walmart and bought a cake. "Can you write a custom message for me? Oh it's uh-...'go to hell...dumbass.' it's a joke cake for my significant other, for their birthday." The lady at the bakery laughed but decided to write it anyway. "Thank you so much!"

It was perfect, he'd give you this cake and then on the actual day of your birthday he'd get a real, nice looking one. So he got back in his car and drove to your house. "I'm there." And suddenly Wilbur said "Sorry Y/n, gotta go!" And hung up. You laughed, confused. And then your door was knocked on. You opened it to see Quackity with a smile on his face. "Hi sweetheart!" You giggled, hugging him. "What are you doing here, Q?" He laughed, "I got you a cake." You tilted your head in confusion as he pulled it out. "But my birthday is not until two weeks from now." He chuckled handing you the cake. "Oh of course you ass!" You yelled, and he laughed. "You're a bitch." He nodded, "I know, so you gonna invite me in for cake. "Go to hell dumbass." You joked, shutting the door. He laughed when you finally let him in. "Thank you dear." He kissed your cheek. You set the cake on the counter and grabbed a knife from your drawer.

So you and Quackity ate cake and hung out, he decided he'd stay over for the two weeks until your birthday and you agreed with a shrug. "I love you dear, happy birthday." You kissed his cheek. "Thanks Quacks."

Wilbur Soot: Your Loser Boyfriend Who Sleeps Everywhere

The first time he actually sleeps in bed. It's noon however and you were meant to stream half an hour ago. "Wilbur...you awake bud?" He just groans, cuddling into his pillow. "No. I'm not." You laugh and pat his head as he digs his face further into the pillow. "Not today, I just wanna nap." And how could you say no to such a thing, so you agreed to let him sleep and get up to leave, wrong move however because you're tugged back, down into his side. And you're stuck taking a nap at noon. You didn't mind though, you knew he needed it.

2. At band practice

Wilbur tried to listen to Ash while he tuned his guitar, he really did try to listen to his story he told while he did so. But he was tired, so very tired. And you sat right beside him, listening and nodding your head softly to show Ash you were listening and Wilbur wanted nothing more than to curl into your side and sleep. So he did, laying his head on your shoulder and cuddling into his coat, you had yours strewn across your lap, having only worn it due to the rain outside. You felt his glasses tilt against your shoulder and looked down curiously. Seeing Wilbur already half passed out, laying on your shoulder and cuddled into himself wasn't what you expected to see. But it was cute.

3. During a game of chess

You sat on your phone, watching Ash and Wilbur pass time by playing chess. You watched Ash make a move and Wilbur stayed in place. "Will? Buddy it's your turn." You watched him shake awake. "H-huh?" He asked groggily, turning to you. Ash laughed, "Why don't you take a nap?" Wilbur shook his head before yawning and complying. Getting up and walking over to where you sat before Mark took his seat, ushering Joe over to help him play against Ash. Wilbur plopped down next to you, cuddling into your side, laying his head on yours as his arms snaked around your waist. "Tired love?" He just nodded before nodding off again.

4. The movies

Ash treated the band to a movie since they had one more day before they went back home and no more performances. However he got the ticket time wrong and you ended up arriving an hour or so early. You got up to leave when you noticed Wilbur and Mark laying on the ground. "What are you guys doing?" You stood above Wilbur's head, looking down to look into his eyes when you realized they were closed. "Well are they ready to go?" Ash asked, "No. Wilbur fell asleep on the floor." You muttered as Joe and Mark burst out laughing. Wilbur being the rock he was however, was unfazed.

5. On Stream.

Wilbur had decided a late stream with Tommy would be good and played his music to start. After a while he began to grow tired. Responding to Tommy's loud rants with small flinches at his loud tone or a small "Mhmm". Wilbur began to fall asleep, Tommy simply not knowing continued his story as Wilbur rested his head in his hand, you were noted to the fact he fell asleep when his head hit the desk while you were in the hall. Opening the door you saw him laid out on the desk, "Will?" You asked under your breath, the only response you got was a snore. And then you stepped in to wake and move him when you saw chat "Awww he fell asleep and Y/n came in to help him!!! HOW CUTE!!! THEYRE ENDGAME!!" You laughed softly, shaking him awake by his shoulders as Tommy groaned, "That asshat fell asleep!"

6. Watching TV

You had found a nice show on Netflix you wanted to start and begged Wilbur to watch it with you. At first you both sat on the couch cuddling before Will moved to sit between your legs. "It will make it easier to stay awake." You offered to turn off the TV since he was tired but the Soot man just shook his head. So you played with his hair and he leaned back to lay his head on your lap. Moving across the room to lean against the coffee table. "Why'd you move?" You asked with a pout as he gave you a playful glare. "You are making me tired." He still fell asleep regardless of being across the room from you or not.

7. In The Kitchen Cabinet

Wilbur was messing around with Tommy in the kitchen for a vlog the kid wanted to do so you stayed out of their way and watched TV in your room. At some point you had come out to look for Wilbur, only to see Tommy leaving. "Where's Will?" You asked quietly as Tommy shrugged, giggled to himself, and left. You stared at the door in confusion before hearing small snores. You followed your ears, leading you into the kitchen. Was that your cabinet? You opened it to find Wilbur curled up into a ball. He had woken up and tiredly smiled up at you. "Wilbur, what the fuck are you doing in the cabinet?" You asked with a laugh. "Just taking a nap?" He said with a somewhat shrug as you opened the cabinet fully and helped him out. He fell on the ground on his way out.

8. Not When You Tell Him To, That's For Sure

Wilbur was tired, so he did the funniest thing he could think of and answered question polls on Instagram. You laid on the other side of the bed, watching TikToks on your phone as he did so, giggling tiredly to himself at every response he answered to their questions. You heard his giggling and then your phone buzzed, your Instagram flooded with "WilburSoot posted." You checked it to see a bunch of photos taken from different angles, making sure you weren't in them of course. You sent in your own ask, "You've been doing this for about half an hour go to bed." Wilbur chuckled as he posted "Kk❤️" as a response before posting one more picture. He held his phone up high enough to where his face was visible as he glared at you and the back of your head was visible. He captioned it, "Sorry guys, but the partypooper Y/N says I gotta go to bed." He capitalized your name and you turned around to stare at his pouty glare. "I can't believe you're making me go to bed, what am I five?" You laugh, cuddling into his side so you could both finally go to sleep.

9. On the train to Europe

Wilbur had texted you all the way to the train station before he fell to just sending you TikToks and Instagram reels he found funny, and then he stopped texting, it had only been a half hour before you got a text from Ash. "Look this loser fell asleep playing Xbox on his phone." Then another text popped up, a close-up video of Wilbur's phone to show he was listening to a downloaded audio file. You watched Ash put in an earbud and press start before stopping it quickly. "That's adorable, it's your voice." And then the video ended. You immediately knew what it was, it was a part of a "podcast" you and Wilbur did, and by that I mean he recorded one of your rants, listening and chuckling quietly. And he fell asleep on the train to your quiet rant in his earbuds. Gosh, he was cute.

Rule No. 4: No Marvel Stans

Warnings: Petnames like baby, sweetheart, dear, and kissing (not a lot) fem!reader, sick simpbur, the usual cursing

~The one where Wilbur’s girlfriend likes Marvel and finds Tommy funny.~

      Wilbur had gotten sick and the perfect stream to do when he was sick was a ‘You Laugh You Lose’. And even more perfect his girlfriend had dropped by so of course his perfect idea came to mind. “Baby pleaseee~ Please stream with me! It’ll only take like an hour or two of your time!” His voice was whiny but gravelly due to his fever. You smiled and shook your head, “No hun that’s your time.” He whined, “Please, babyyyy. You’ll have fun!” You laughed softly. “I don’t doubt I will.” And so his whiny self won, you gave in to his begging. 

    So you sat in the chair. As he greeted his chat. “Hey chat! So today,” He was cut off by his own sniffle. “I’m sick, if it wasn’t obvious, and my sweetheart,” He motioned down to you seated in his chair as he sat beside you. “will be doing a ‘You Laugh You Lose’ for me.” He gets cut off by a video of Tommy, the infamous ‘That’s What I Like’ video and you burst out laughing. “That was not funny Y/n, do not laugh at them, you’re trying not to laugh.” He said with a joking pout. “Sorry sorry, I’m bad at not laughing.” You try to straighten your face as Wilbur talks to chat for a moment. “OBJECTS I’VE SHOVED UP MY ARSE!” Blares in your ears and you turn away. “Trying not to laugh dear?” You shook your head, “No, it hurt my ears.” And he laughed at you for a second. “Oh Wilbur lost a life! Goodbye Will!” He frantically shook his head. “No, this is you not laughing not me!” You sat back up, staring into the camera. “Should we kick him out chat? Chat says yes!”

     Wilbur whined, “Chat is mean to me Y/n, don’t encourage them.” You just looked at him, trying to keep your face straight. That one anime video he hated flashes across the screen and he quickly shut it. “No! Fuck you guys! No!” You bit your bottom lip as he glared at you, “Uh-huh, yeah, laugh...do it.” You held your breath. You turned back to the monitor, waiting for the next video while Wilbur continued to stare at you, leaning in. “Wilbur, I swear if you yell in my ear.” He just giggled and laid his head on your shoulder.

     Just then a stupid Marvel video came on and you laughed. Wilbur tilted his head up to yell at chat without realizing before he did and turned around to you. “Did you just fucking laugh at a Marvel meme?! Are you a fucking Marvel stan?!” He then turned to see who sent it. “I’m banning them.” He continued to chant it over your giggles and protests. “Oh my god, it was sent in by FUCKING TOMMY?!” He turned his head slowly, staring at you. “You just laughed at a Marvel stan video...sent in by Tommyinnit.” It made you giggle even more when he dropped his jaw. 

    Then Charlie’s corn skit came on and your giggling increased. “Y/n, you’re out. You laughed at unfunny videos, you’re done for, goodbye chat-” He began to bid farewell to chat when you jumped forward, pulling his arm away from his keyboard. “They say one more life, yes they said, one more life, baby pleasee!” He looked back at you as you pleaded, “Please?” He leaned in, “A kiss for a life.” You chuckled at his feverish state but obliged, kissing his cheek. “No, my lips!” You shook your head, “I’m not getting sick.” He whined and “That’s What I Like’ blasted in your ear followed by a dono from Tommy, “ISTG ONE MORE FUCKING TIME U PEOPLE SEND THAT VIDEO!” the dono yelled in your ear as you continued to laugh. “Alright, I’m done, goodbye chat!” And Wilbur shut off the stream giving you a kiss. “You aren’t allowed on my streams anymore, Rule #4. No Marvel Stans.” 

The Way I Loved You-T.S.

The one where you can’t really move on from him(Miles “Spider” Soccoro), no matter how desperately you try

     All the single Na’Vi girls were jealous of you spending the most time with Neteyam. Of course, they knew you were a human girl so you weren’t really much mating competition. It was just the reason he became your number 1 person to hang out with made them mad, you had dated Spider, yep, Miles. But it was so hard to date him when he was so crazy, jealous, angry, and had condescending mood swings constantly, it was the hardest because of the reason that you loved it, you hated it but you loved it, it was such a rush, and you felt real love, you just didn’t know if he did, so you broke up with him.

       You didn’t even know why you had any of your focus still on Miles, I mean Neteyam was the perfect guy, he was always respectful, he gave you compliments constantly, he wasn’t crazy loud and annoying. So you tried, you truly tried to forget about Spider, but the more you tried to forget him the more he popped up randomly, “Oh hey Kiri! Neteyam!” Miles walked past, saying nothing to you, pretending he wasn’t watching your every move. You frowned, why would he be staring at you? Neteyam noticed your expression and frowned, trying to start a conversation, which he succeeded at, distracting you from Spider. 

       You and Neteyam walked to the river with Tuk and Lo’ak, laughing and making conversation the whole time, at the river however was Kiri and Spider, sitting on a rock, their feet in the water as they laughed and conversated. Neteyam put his hand on your shoulder, leading you forward while shielding the sight of Spider from your eyes, distracting you with conversation as you caught just a glimpse of Spider to see him seething and watching you.

      When you all left to stay with the Metkayina it was awkward at first. Staying with the Sully family and trying to help out as much as possible. You had grown friends with Ao'nung although truly sometimes you couldn’t stand him. Spider seemed to hate that. You enjoyed Ao'nung’s company and hung out with him most of your time, as well as Neteyam of course. At some point however Ao'nung had tried to kiss you. You went wide-eyed when you saw the blood dripping out of his nose. “WHAT THE FUCK MILES?!” He looked up at you looking back down at Ao'nung for a moment before his eyes widened. “I-i-...I wasn’t trying to do that.” You stared at him in anger as Neteyam slowly slinked away from the situation.

He felt even worse when you helped Ao'nung up. As Ao'nung walked away Spider began to explain himself, "Y/n, I didn't mean to, he was just-...he was gonna use you." You stared at him, "I-i heard them talking about how you were single so you were easy, or something like that...idk. I was so mad I didn't listen to most of it." He stared at the ground, waiting for your response. "Spider, it's alright." He looked up to see you looking down, tears pricking at your eyes. "H-holy shit, are you okay?" You nodded softly, feeling stupid for crying in front of him. "I still really like you." You looked up at him, expecting a smirk or chuckle, but he had a straight face and his eyes showed that he was speaking the truth.

"Or, I still really love you is what I should say." You couldn't tear your eyes away from his, "I really missed you, Spider." You spoke without realizing it. "I still really love you too." He smiled a little, before speaking. "Please, take me back, I promise I can be a different person." You just smiled, "I missed screaming and fighting to be honest." He chuckled, giving you a soft kiss.

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Been working on this for dayssss finally finished LETS GOOOO @b0nes-phobic

Ceilings- Carl Gallagher

How you guys realized that I’m naming fics off songs that made me think of them? No? Not yet? lol well now you know :) 

Summary: The One where you confess at the wrong time, or at least she believed.

He was so aggravating, so aggravatingly likeable too. A stupid young kid who clearly did not understand the effects of his actions or what effects you hoped yours would have. “What? I don’t get it.” He laughed as you stared at him, rain sloshing in your boots with your every step, his borrowed jacket doing nothing to stop your head soaking. “You don’t get it?” He stared back, both of you stopping walking for a moment. “No, I don’t get it.” His voice was quiet against the rain, you wouldn’t have heard it if you weren’t paying attention. “I was calling you cute, idiot.” You laughed, trying to cover the red in your cheeks as you continued walking. “Cute? I’m not a baby.” You could practically hear his fake pout through his voice. “Can’t you take a compliment?” He chuckled, “Calling me a baby is hardly a compliment.” You sighed, your door in sight as you turned around to look at Carl. “I’m not calling you a baby you idiot! I’m calling you cute because I like you!” You had his shirt collar in your hands. 

You let go as you stared at his suprised and widened eyes. “I-i’m sorry. Ignore that that ever happened.” You ran to your door as he followed, “Y/n! Come on, talk to me!” You slammed your door in his face. Sliding down the wall to cry. He sighed on the other side of the door, contemplating whether he wanted to sit out in the cold and wait for you to open it, he took the latter. You heard his steps, down your stairs, to your fence, you heard the gate open and a sob erupted from your throat. You felt like an idiot, cuddling into your bed, with his stupidly soaked sweater still draped over you. You had laid there like that almost all night, his sweater now dry as well as the tears on your cheeks. You had to get up for school, but you didn’t want to. You prolonged your walk to school with a shower, letting the scolding hot water burn your body and your thoughts of Carl. You had gotten dressed, his sweater being draped over your shoulders again, with the thought of I’ll give it to Fiona before Carl gets home. 

And so you walked to school. Carl’s face being the first you saw when you stepped into the building, he was never here early like you were so you assumed your lack of sleep made you hallucinate as you walked off towards the library, your steps stopped short when your arm was grabbed. “Y/n, please.” You knew who it was before you even looked at him, his pleas making him stand out immediately, you turned and were inches away from Carl Gallagher. “Y/n, please, let me talk.” You stared at him, any snarky or rude response dead on your tongue at his puppy eye look. “Y/n I’m sorry, I’m sorry I didn’t say anything last night, talk to me again?” You frowned, he wanted to be friends again. He really was going to ignore what you said last night. “Y-yeah. It’s whatever.” 

You walked to the library with Carl in tow, every touch of his arm brushing against yours made you want to throw up. Especially when his words finally met your ears. “Oh yeah, and my girlfriend...” You had cut his voice out again, looking to realize someone else was walking with you, Carl’s friend, as they talked about Carl having a girlfriend. Why didn’t you know about it earlier? You picked up your steps, feeling lucky when Carl and his friend were too enamoured in the girlfriend talk to notice you leaving them behind. “Wait-...where’d your girlfriend go?” Carl looked up to where you had been, looking forward to see you further on your path to the library. “Oh fuck.” His friend gave him a confused look. “Sh-she doesn’t know.” His friend laughed, “She doesn’t know you call her your girlfriend? Wow, you are one dumb ass kid.” 

Carl hadn’t been able to catch you for even a second for the rest of the day, up until lunch, you sat across from him at the same table at lunch, beside your friend, so you had no choice but to take your seat. He cut his conversation with the girl next to him short, smiling at you widely. “Thank God, I need to talk to you!” He grabbed your arm, lifting you up with him as he stood up, he took you out of the cafeteria into the hallway. “I need to explain something, and you are probably gonna find me immensely stupid and creepy when I tell you this.” You laughed softly, trying to lighten the mood and move to a different topic. “Wow Carl, didn’t know you knew words like immensely.” He smiled at you for a moment before going serious once more. “Yeah yeah funny, but I’m serious, this is serious.” You nodded as a way to tell him you were listening. “Ok, I’m single.” You didn’t find that to be that serious, so he lied to his friend about dating someone, why should you care. You opened your mouth to respond when he elaborated. “When I said my girlfriend, I was talking about you. Before you say anything I know that is a totally pathetic and creepy thing to do-” He had stopped when your hand landed on his chest. He had never acted like this, soft and argumentative at the same time, it had you as confused as you placing your hand on his chest had him. “Y/n...” He leaned down, you leaned up. “Would you be my girlfriend?” You giggled, “Is that even a question?”

 “I guess not.” And with that he leaned the rest of the way in, kissing you like his life depended on it.

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Yk I had to write about one of my favorite white boys. @b0nes-phobic​ , sorry not sorry. :)

Late Night Phone Calls- Stephen Glass

The One Where He Lives A While Away So He Calls You Every Night

(I’m just adding cute stuff to his character because I just watched Shattered Glass.)

       Stephen was a busy man, working and writing all the time, of course he called you everyday however. You were at law school so you lived a while away for some time. Your phone rang as you sat down at your desk, smiling to yourself as you picked up. “Hello!~” Your smile could be heard through the phone as he smiled as well “Hello sweetheart. How have you been doing?” He looked down at his papers, listening to your lovely voice as you spoke about your boring classes. “Oh you’re not gonna believe what happened though! Some kid pulled an alarm and the whole college got flooded with water!” He smiled, listening to your infectious laugh and story-telling. “That sounds crazy sweetheart.”, “It was!” 

         Caitlin walked into his office, plopping her papers down on his desk. “Hey, Stephen I just wanted to hand these over to you.” He smiled, “Thanks, oh wait, Caitlin what are you doing so late in the office?” Caitlin smiled, “Just on my way home, what are you doing? Oh wait, calling Y/n?” She could hear your voice through the phone he had rested on his shoulder, “Caitlin knows my name?” She laughed, “Y/n knows my Name?” Stephen chuckles at the mutual confusion of the two girls he’s having a conversation with. “Of course Y/n knows your name I tell her everything, well not everything but you know office drama.” Caitlin giggled, “And I know your name because Steve won’t shut up about his beautiful, adorable, girlfriend that he loves so much!” She teased as you laughed.

“Why are you both attacking me? What did I do to you?” Caitlin giggled, “Alright so I’ll leave you to your call with your girlfriend.” “Byeee Caitlin!” She giggled and said goodbye to you as well. She stepped out as you began to talk to Stephen again. “So, sweetheart I have an idea” You smiled, “What is it?” He chuckled, “Eager, much? But I’ll tell you, I’m taking some time off to come down and visit you for a week, so then once you finish your classes in two months you can come back home and not miss me as much.” You giggled, happy with the idea as you wrote notes for your classes. “I love that idea!” He chuckled, “I knew you would.” You yawned quietly. “You seem tired so I’ll call you tomorrow sweetheart! I love you!” You giggled, “I love you too Stephen!” 

Playing Dangerous- F.P. Jones

Summary: The one where you flirt with a cop after wasting his patience.

It was hard to  be friends with the Archie group when they constantly got you into trouble with the law. It became easier when you got used it, and once you all turned 26. “Come on Y/n, we’re adults we can handle this!” You scoffed staring at Archie, “Exactly! We’re adults, we shouldn’t doing childish shit like this! We can get in trouble with the sheriff! Just cause it’s J’s dad doesn’t mean we can’t be arrested!” The group had been in your kitchen for about an hour, trying to convince you to help them break into some warehouse they swore they needed into. “Please Y/n? You know, we can’t do it without you” They were persistent, and Betty was whiny. “Fine, but if I get arrested you assholes are bailing me out.” 

You had somehow gotten in with no problems, finding nothing however you glared at the group from over the shoulder. “Oh look, nothing here.” You leaned over on a box, staring at Jughead, “What did I tell you?” He just awkwardly shrugged, “It has to be here, something does.” Just then the door slammed open and you all turned. “Shit.”

You sat in the back of his cop car, groaning, god of course you got arrested for those fucking idiots.”Everybody knows i’m a good girl, officer.” You stared at him through his back window as F.P. stared back. “Mhm, sure sweetheart.” You bat your eyelashes subtly, looking for something to get you out of his car. “Do you always work alone so late?” He wasn’t working alone, the others had been picked up in the other cars, but FP picked you up. You assumed he’d get Jughead and Betty. “Stop with that. Those try-hard doe eyes.” You wanted to scoff, God older men were dicks, but you just looked down. 

“The door was already open when we got there, you know.” You were trying to justify yourself. “Oh yeah, then tell me princess, why was the lock broken?” He had looked back at you for a moment. And somehow you didn’t find it repulsive, usually the princess comment would off-put you but from FP it felt weirdly like-able. “I wouldn’t do a thing like that, that’s for sure. The door was already open, I swear i’m not a liar.” He stopped to stare at you, your melty puppy eyes as you tried the sympathy approach. Unlike other men his age though, you couldn’t get what you wanted, he wasn’t as creepy, he didn’t fall as easy. 

You expected to end up in a cell for the night, cursing your stupid group, but you had stopped at the station. He had uncuffed you and led you into his office. Now you were confused. As you sat down awkwardly, trying to be still as delicate and princess-like as you were in the car, hoping to convince him to let you go home. “So we’re still on the princess act.” He noted as he sat across from you. “So, what was a group of kids doing in a warehouse?” You had finally snapped and let out a small scoff. “I’m a full grown adult, thank you very much, 26 almost 27.” FP smirked, he had gotten you to break. “I know, calm down, our birthday is next month.” You froze, why would he know that? He didn’t even have your records out. “So, we wanna try again? Why were you there?” 

You wouldn’t spill, sitting in front of, arms crossed over your chest as you held your tongue. “Y/n. Just tell me, I could just throw you into a cell, it is my job.” You looked up at him, a playful glare, you had a new approach to getting your way, and with the way he stared, you were winning. “Fine we can stay here all night then.” He began to pull out paper work. “Yay, I like your company.” He stared at you, your sarcasm soaked words floating in the air. “Brat.” You wanted to yell, you hated being treated like a child, but you held your breath because it also did something else to you. Any insult you had thought to throw back had been lost when he looked back up, staring into your eyes with that kind of intensity. “What, lose your insults?” You pushed your hands onto your lap, looking down, embarrassment flooding your brain. “Jesus, I’ll take you home.” You had realized he was staring at the clock, and the fact that it was now 1:37 in the morning. “What about my information?” He chuckled, “You weren’t gonna give it to me anyway.” You smirked, “True, I might give you something else though.” He stared at you, your words being sudden and out of nowhere. “Hey, maybe a kiss.” He laughed quietly, assuming your words a joke. But when placed a kiss to his lips, he was stunned. “I can walk myself home, unless you want to drive me.” You gave him that gushy smile, that 20 minutes ago was aggravating as hell, now, he was enjoying the lingering stare. “Yeah, not a chance, I’ll drive you.” You grinned, “Good choice, officer.”

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@b0nes-phobic​

Healthy Rivalry- Peeta Mellark

The one where you hate each other but not really

       District 12 was filled with friends, no one really hated anyone, except you and Peeta, you were rivals, your bakery against his, although that was just between the two of you, your mothers loved each other. You walked around the market with Gale and Katniss, stopped when she found someone to buy the rabbit she had caught in the woods. You caught Peeta’s gaze however and glared at him. “Still glaring at baker boy?” You scoffed and rolled your eyes, breaking contact, “I can’t stand him, over there charming girls into buying his bread.” Katniss agreed to your statement, “He is quite a stuck-up boy, although he is kind of cute.” That was the moment Peeta had decided to walk up to your group and try to talk to Katniss as you and Gale watched from the side. “Hey Kat!” She smiled, “Hi Peeta.” Although you could tell the smile was fake, and although you hated Peeta you felt a little bad for him, you didn’t know why. He smiled awkwardly for a moment before looking at you, quickly turning away and for a moment you remembered why you didn’t like him, because he didn’t like you.

         You had been sent by your mom to help Peeta and his mom at the bakery since it was a busy day. You stood in front of one of the kitchen counters, kneading dough, Peeta was beside you at the counter, you had tried to speak to him but he had ignored you. So you stayed silent the rest of the day. Now you were trying to avoid him but suddenly he was everywhere, speaking to Kat constantly. bickering with Gale, but most of all ignoring your presence. Your mom kept sending you to help them despite your awkward situation with Peeta, “So, why do you hate me?” You had just blurted out the question while helping him bake, he stood, staring at you dumbfounded. “I don’t hate you.” “You sure act like you do.” And with that you turned around, going back to your job of kneading dough, he came up behind you, “No, you can’t gloss over that, how do I act that makes you think I hate you?” He stared at you with those glossy puppy dog eyes. “You ignore me.” He tilted his head in confusion. “I’ m not trying to.” He then looked down. “I really like you. I just don’t know how to act around you.” You stared at him, confusion filling your features, “But you like Katniss...?” He looked back up, shaking his head. “No, it just pisses Gale off so I flirt with her, I didn’t know it made you feel bad. Can I get a second chance?” He held his pinky-finger out in a childish promise manner. You linked your own, covered in dough, with his finger. “Sure.” 

So you and Peeta had a second chance, he was sweet and soft to you and no longer pissed Gale off. "Y/n, can I kiss you?" You had been sat on the counter of his kitchen, joking with him, when he lays his arms beside your thighs, trapping you. You leaned down, your breath mixing with his own. "Yes, please." He slowly leaned up, closing the gap between you both, kissing you softly, one of his hands coming up to cup your cheek while the other laid on your thigh, your own hands reaching forward to tangle in his hair. As you pulled apart, short of breath, he gave you a shit eating grin, "that was incredible." "It was." Somehow your life had become a cheesy romance.

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This is so short but I had to rewrite it so I lost my passion but yeah @b0nes-phobic enjoy

Heart-Shaped Sunglasses

Summary: The one where you’re a TikToker and he’s an actor, no one knows you’re dating until it is accidentally revealed by a show host.

  “And we have an amazing guest of Jack Champion!” Drew Barrymore welcomed Jack onto the show. Talking about his TikToks before Drew brought up his coffee order, a small Spider-Man on the cup. “Oooh, you like Spider-Man?” Before Jack could think up an excuse for liking Spider-Man he just spoke. “Oh yeah, but it’s on there because my girlfriend loves Spider-Man, like with a passion. Her favorite to date!” He had rambled on about his girlfriend before even noticing. “Awww cute! You seem lovestruck, who is this girl??” Jack flushed and dismissed the question so she went on to talking about favorite TikToks. “Oh, I really like this one, tell me if you’ve heard of her Jack, Y_n.luvs.dilfs.” Jack flushed, it was very visible on the camera. “She and her boyfriend post such cute videos, oooh she posted a new one!” 

     Drew pulled the TikTok up with the display behind them. Y/n dancing around with a boy, his face covered by a Spider-Man sweater, she had made Jack buy that. She then pulled up the newest one, being Y/n leaning over her camera, holding a coffee cup caption being, “When your bf gets your barista to draw Spider-Man and Hello Kitty on your cups :)” As she turned around walking toward the boy in the Spider-Man sweater, a Spider-Man backpack on her back and a Hello Kitty one on his. Drew turned to Jack, “Hmm, that’s funny.” Jack laughed awkwardly, looking down at his coffee cup. Drew did the same. 

“Well, we were talking about blind dates and Tinder before the show so I wanted to ask your opinion on dates of such. “Oh I feel they’re quite weird, like reading a resume out loud.” Drew nodded, “How did you meet your girlfriend? Was it a blind date?” Jack shook his head, “No we just met out in public, I accidentally spilled coffee on her.” 

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       Y_n.luvs.dilfs is live! You sat in your hotel room, live on your phone, talking and chatting while you wrote on your laptop. Mason Gooding had joined your live a while ago, joking around with you about the way you guys had met. “Ughhh...stop reminding me of the bruise I left.” You remembered being on the Scream set with Jack, just walking around outside the sets, when you accidentally bumped into Mason, bruising his arm from the impact. “I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to hit you!” Mason just laughed, “It’s fine.” Jack came up behind you, “I signed you up for a role!” Mason laughed, “So this is the girlfriend Jack doesn’t shut up about got it.” Jack had a cardboard outfit on. “What??” Jack laughed, “It’s a small role, you’re just a girl at a party. So technically you were in Scream for about 10 minutes. “S-she’s gorgeous.” “Go ask her out then dude! Do it! Do it Do it!!” You laughed at the memory. It was especially funny since no one else knew you were even her. 

      “What’s so funny, Y/n?” You smiled, “Just saw a funny post.” You continued to talk to Mason when you picked up your coffee, grimacing at the bitter taste. “Gross.” you looked at the cup to realize it had Hello Kitty on it. “Aww man, he has my coffee!” Mason laughed, “He’s gonna complain about the sweetness for sure.” “Yeah he sure does like his shit bitter.

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       “Jack, you haven’t touched your coffee at all.” He scrunched his nose at the thought of the coffee. “It’s too sweet for me.” Drew tilted her head, sipping her own coffee, “Then why get it?” Jack laughed, “It’s actually my girlfriend’s, she has mine.” He ended up drinking some of it anyway, not really the way he liked his coffe, but the sweetness reminded him of you. “Wait, when we met last night you had a Hello Kitty bag.” Drew re-called, laughing slightly. “Oh yeah, me and my girlfriend have that Spider-Man boyfriend, Hello Kitty girlfriend dynamic, but she’s the Spider-Man nerd.” Drew laughed, “Your mom told me about that. That’s cute!” 

    “Okay onto our next interview activity, you may know this from the Ellen show but today we are going to do a phone swap.” Jack raised his eyebrow, confusion gracing his features. “Okay so we swap phones and make one call on each other’s phones.” Jack, when handed Drew’s phone, called Matthew Lillard who didn’t pick up. Drew looked through his contacts for a moment, deciding who her victim would be, when she stumbled upon the perfect contact name. “Babygirl<3?” Drew asked aloud, looking at Jack, who’s face flushed. “My girlfriend.” Drew pressed ring and put the phone on speaker and rang her up, since she was on a live the phone went to voicemail, “This is Y/n! Sorry I couldn’t make it to the phone, I’ll call you back.” Jack flushed as Drew’s face lit up in excitement, “Y/n?!” 

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      Jack’s contact name lit up on your screen and then disappeared. “Oh, so i’m going to end my live now because my boyfriend called me and I need to call him back, byeeee Mason!” You smiled, and ended your live, calling Jack “What’s up baby boy?” You had no idea your voice was on speaker, “Hi, this is Drew Barrymore!!”  You let out a squeak, “Drew Barrymore??” You could hear Jack’s small chuckle from the other side of the phone. “So it’s been confirmed, Y_n.luvs.dilfs. is dating Jack Champion! So you bought him the Hello Kitty backpack?” “Yeah.” You turned on your television quietly. There Jack was, right on screen next to Drew who had his phone in her hand as he had his head down on her table. When he looked up, he stared straight at his phone. “How long are you gonna embarrass me?” You giggled quietly which Jack heard through the phone, “Hey, don’t make fun of me!” You both laughed as Drew cut into the conversation. “So, did you drive Jack here? If so, you should come pick him up early so I can talk to you.” You were silently fangirling about the idea of meeting Drew Barrymore as you got into your car. “That sounds good.”

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        “Well guys, while Y/n drives over to get Jack and meet with us we’ll be talking to our next celebrity guest!” Jack sat behind set, watching some of your TikToks, his favorite on being you dancing around your room with your heart-shaped sunglasses on, lip-syncing Lana Del Ray as he layed on the bed behind you, smiling. He knew his smile wasn’t visible on the camera but he remembered watching you record. You then walked up to him, a visitor badge lanyarded around your neck. “Hey baby!” He smiled up at you, leaning in for a kiss. “Hello princess!” He kissed you softly before you were both called back up to Drew’s set.

      “And now we have back Jack Champion! With another guest his lovely girlfriend Y/n! Whose TikToks we spoke about earlier!” 

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     You’ve had a public relationship since a couple weeks ago when you met with Drew. You had all but taken control of Jack’s TikTok, recording everything for him. You had even posted a TikTok together, in your gym clothes with the caption “Forcing your homebody gf to go to the gym with you<3″ Jack said that was the funniest caption he had come up with. You thought your comment was better “Yk I’m just here to watch you workout, right?” You had taken a picture with his hair pulled back, making his forehead look huge. He posted it, “Idk where you guys got the idea Spider had a big forehead.” You had commented on that one as well, “Forehead looks average dw boo” and reposted it. Your relationship was just a cute public thing now, and you liked it that way.

Content Warning: nothing just a shit ton of fluff, Ethan is obsessed with you.

Ethan had stood in place waiting for you to come out of class. It wasn't creepy, he was just admiring you, plus you had the same next class. Although you probably didn't notice that, or him, at all for that matter. He wasn't mad about it, just more so wished you'd dream about him the way he dreamed about you. But usually, he realized, your focus was less on boys and more on your friends and fixing your lip gloss, oh and your grades.

Which was surprising, not to him, but to other people who didn't really think you could get good grades. Most people downplay how smart you are when really you have straight A's, in everything but Econ. He realizes you walked out of your class. That was the only class you didn't share. He walked, slightly behind you to Econ, your smell wavering around his head.

You sat down in your seat as he sat behind you. Ethan liked sitting behind you, he got your smell wafting into his face, that fruity shampoo of yours and your cute little perfume scent. He was quite good in economics even when he could only focus on the way you pushed your hair behind your ear every few minutes. He thought about pushing it behind your hair himself, his hand falling down to cup your face as he gave you a soft kiss, your face erupting into a red color. His face erupted into red instead when he realized his thoughts had wondered.

You had stood at the teacher's desk after class as Ethan slowly put his stuff away, hoping to walk with you to your next class, even if you didn't know he was doing so. "Oh good Ethan, I have a favor to ask if you" Ethan looked up at the teacher's voice, seeing your flushed face next to her. "Could you help Ms.Y/n with some work?" Was she serious? There was no way. "O-of course" you smiled, relieved he would help you. "H-hey we have the next class together if you wanna walk together and exchange numbers for studying?" Ethan tried, he really tried to get his voice not to waver, but talking directly to you was crazy. Especially when you smiled and took his offer to walk together.

He was more than confused when you grabbed his arm once he stopped walking. "Huh?" You smiled, "Well you stopped, so I was making sure you weren't skipping." He smiled, "N-no. Of course not." And he followed you into class, where you smiled before sitting down in front of him. He tried to focus on his work but when the small paper hit his desk he couldn't he had to open it. 'Xxx-xxx-xxxx My phone number so we can stud together <3' He knew your intentions were nothing of romantics but still his face flushed as he put the paper in his pocket, the one that had your number.

When class was over you had gotten up like you usually did and saw your friend in the hallway but this time you smiled at him before leaving class, gracing him with your presence for just a second before you slipped out of class, speaking to your friends in the hall.

Of course he had texted you to assure you that he had indeed gotten the paper you threw behind you. You facetimed for a couple of hours to study together in a way before you got tired and told Ethan goodnight. The next day it was the usual, him seeing you in economics except you had gone into class earlier than usual, with your friend Tara. You spoke to Tara at her desk for a while and Ethan who sat at his desk heard his name. Looking up for a moment before looking back down at the desk in front of him to make it look like he wasn't listening. "Oh Ethan? He's cool, kind of nerdy to be honest. He helped me study last night which is really sweet knowing I suck at economics." Ethan looked up to see the smirk on your friend's face. "Come on Y/n, you know you like nerdy guys."

His face flushed as he watched your own. "I don't like him...I don't really know him yet. Just a little bit." Tara grinned, "His favorite color?" You responded without hesitation. "I know he has blue a lot so I'm guessing that's his color." He stared in shock, you studies his color? Yeah that was a weird thing but at the same time the fact that you focused on something small like that was mind-blowing. "Favorite television show?" "He talked about Star Wars a lot last night" Your friend giggled, "Hey, that's close to Doctor Who, maybe you guys are meant to be a couple."

You sat at your desk as the bell rang, not paying notice to Ethan and he felt himself frown. He turned to Tara who stared at him with a grin, as if she could read his mind. He stared down at his economic papers and focused on his work. At lunch he sat at his usual table near yours and watched you speak to your friends. Tara was whispering something in this other girl's ear, Ethan knew her as Mindy, though he could be wrong. She giggled and her twin brother sat down, now her brother he actually knew, it was his 'friend' Chad. He didn't really know if they were friends or not but he'd like to say they were, then Chad waved to him. Okay, he waved back, no problem. Then Chad called him over and you turned to look at him.

Ethan's face flushed as you smiled his way, he awkwardly got up and shuffled over to the table, "What's up Chad?" You smiled, "dude sit with us!" Chad grinned as you wrapped your arm around Ethan's sleeve, pulling him down to sit next to you. "What's up?" You smiled, but his heart felt like it was beating out of it's chest. "N-not much, you?" The rest of the group had gotten lost in their own conversation while you made one with Ethan. "Nothing much, I was just reading." He smiled, he knew you liked to read, most books he saw you read however were horror novels. "Horror novel?" You smiled, "How'd you know?" "O-oh, you know, you just read horror novels a lot...I've noticed, like out of the blue, I haven't been like paying that close attention to you or anything like that." You giggled quietly as he scolded himself. He smiled, however, when he heard the heavenly sound of your laugh. "That's funny. Don't worry, I know you're not stalking me." You teased as you picked up your book.

Ethan had gotten used to your daily routine of starting a call on your desk and then moving to your bed when you 'got too tired to focus on economics'. Once you got all cozy in your bed you and Ethan just talked about whatever interest came to your head, he loved it, hearing you talk about crazy stupid things like your love for Doctor Who, Star Wars, and a bunch of kids shows. Why your favorite bands were the best, you would argue it even when Ethan agreed, he believes it was just your way of assuring the information is correct. He honestly didn't care why you did it, he just enjoyed you did, it kept you talking longer. Once or twice you had actually fallen asleep on a call with Ethan, your phone, propped up wherever you put it, displaying the beauty that was your comfort of pillow and blankets as you slept, he even feel asleep with you a few times. He wondered how warm those blankets would be, with your arms wrapped lazily around him as you snuggled into his side for the night.

One time you guys had even had a movie night, watching your favorite episodes of Doctor Who and his favorite Star Wars movies. Somehow you had both fallen asleep and although it wasn't your bundle of blankets on your bed, he revelled in the feeling of you cuddled up against him, your arm lazily strewn over top of his. He swore he could admire that sight forever.

It was always weird to have you speak to him in school, until he got butterflies remembering he wasn't dreaming. It was especially weird when you pulled him aside at lunch, "Hi." You awkwardly whispered. "Hi" Ethan chuckled as he replied. "So-...uhmm-..." He smiled, "So um?" "I really like you Ethan. Like a lot." He was stunned as you stared at your feet, waiting for a response. "Serious?" You looked back up, face red and eyes watery from embarrassment. "Yeah." A huge grin spread across Ethan's features as he let his hand fall into your own. "I really like you too. Like a lot." you laughed quietly as he left a small kiss on your cheek, before you both went back to see the group.

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Lovely @b0nes-phobic though of a prompt, being Ethan being obsessed with reader and admiring them.

MOVIE NIGHT, HOLD ME TIGHT

Synopsis: Braiding Charlie Walker's hair at a movie night and becoming a couple

Charlie Walker had opted for a movie night and invited you over. You had showed up with a blanket and you were already in your pajamas despite it only being 7 O'clock at night. He smiled, inviting you to step past him into the house. You had a small side bag and pulled out your wallet as you put your blanket down. "Wanna go to the corner store?"

So you walked down to the corner store with Charlie, your arm wrapped around his torso as the cold wind hit your faces. "Told you to bring a jacket." He laughed quietly "I don't have any jackets at your house." He laughed, "no shit, I told you to take mine." You laughed quietly, leaning closer into him. You walked to the corner store quietly after that. Your comfortable silence was short-lived when Charlie yelled from another aisle "Oh hell yes they still have Peeps!" You laughed and joined him at the checkout with your vass amounts of candy, he paid and you guys walked back home.

You sat down on the couch, throwing your snacks on the table as you tiredly looked up at him. "Ready for a scary movie?" "I swear to God Charlie, if it's Stab..." You were cut off by his small whine, "but it's Stab 7." You smiled, "fine." He set up the movie before sitting on the floor in front of you. "Charlie there's plenty couch." He laid his head on your lap, "nah I like it here." He stuffed a Peep into his mouth as you laughed and brushed his hair out with your fingers.

The movie had been playing for what felt like hours and as much as you wanted to keep threading your hands through his hair your hands were getting stiff. So you opted for braiding his hair. You turned his head up slightly from his spot on your lap. "Hm?" He turned to look up at you but you moved his head once again "stay still." He was confused at your strict tone but stayed still anyway.

You began to braid his hair, into several small braids, smiling down at your handiwork as you went along. "Y/n?" He had laid one of his hands on your leg, "what are you doing?" You smiled, "your hair is all nice and braided" Charlie smiled, leaning his head back to finally look at you, even if it was upside down. You had leaned down, a kiss being planted on his nose. You probably shouldn't have kissed your best friend but you just couldn't help yourself. As you began to lean back up, his hand wrapped around the back of your neck softly, stopping you as he pulled you back down and kissed your lips. You smiled, as he did the same. "Be my girlfriend?" "Of course."

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This is based off the huge want me and @b0nes-phobic have to braid his hair 🤭🤭

Ethan Landry x reader

You had a sleepover at Sam's house, the whole group deciding to hang out and stuff your faces with candy. You brought your switch, initially it was to play Stardew Valley once everyone fell asleep but once you realized Anika brought hers you ditched that idea and played Just Dance with her. Ethan and Mindy sat on the couch behind the both of you as Chad and Tara stood in the kitchen and Sam and Quinn were doing nails in Quinn's room.

So Anika picked the first song "Lover! Taylor Swift is queen" "of course" you responded, beginning to dance terribly besides Anika who made you look like a fool but you just both giggled and kept dancing. When it was your turn to pick the song you went with backstreet boys, I want it that way, I mean come on it was a classic.

As you danced terribly, Ethan bit back a smile from his seat. I mean come on, this was probably the cutest way he had ever seen you, pajama pants, hair ties up messily to stay out of your face and one of his shirts, hanging loosely off your shoulders. Usually he was neutral about you in his shirts as you usually stole them for ' their nerdy charms' as you said. Right now, it was a Star Wars shirt. And he wanted nothing more to see you wear it all the time.

He hadn't even realized how many songs had passed as he watched you jump around and laugh with Anika. But now Anika was tired and laying down beside Mindy. "Ask Ethan to play" Ethan turned to Anika, being pulled back into reality. When he turned back to see where you were standing, you were now on your knees in front of him. "Jesus" he jumped back slightly, this definitely looked provocative.

"Ethan pleaseeeee" your bottom lip jutted out in a pout, and it gets worse. "i-im terrible at dancing." You tilt your head to the right staring up at him. "Ethan pleaseeeee" his face flushed and he finally agreed. "Yay!" You jumped up, handing him a joycon and starting a song. "I love you Ethan!" He flushed, "mhm, you're just using me for a dance partner"

Ethan smiled, before realizing your song was a partner dance, somehow you had ended up wrapping around each other, just spinning and dancing. You had played a couple more songs which Mindy and Anika had disappeared to Sam's room during that time. By the time you and Ethan were done playing Just Dance you were the only two in the living room, guess this was your sleeping arrangement.

"I will never forgive you for getting me stuck on this god awful couch" you laughed, plugging in Anika's switch and grabbing your own out of your case reaching into Ethan's bag to grab his. "Hey didn't your mother ever teach you not to go through a ladies purse?!" You giggled, "oh I'm so sorry Ethan didn't know you were a lady now" You threw his switch onto his lap, grabbing your blanket and sitting down on the couch, laying your spiderman blanket across your lap and Ethan's.

You laid your legs across Ethan's lap as you opened Stardew Valley "Wanna play SD?" Ethan already knew what you meant and nodded. You guys played for a little before you let out a comically loud gasp. Ethan turned to you as you glared at him. "How dare you!" Ethan gave you a confused look. "That bouquet better be for me and not Penny!" Ethan smiled at the thought, you being jealous of a girl from a game. "Oh so you're asking to be my girlfriend?" You blushed as he laughed quietly. You had somehow in that time leaned in close to each other. "Would you be my girlfriend?" You softly kissed him. "Yes." Ethan turned down to his switch. "I guess this bouquet is for you then. He looked back up at you. Kissing you softly and using one hand to cup your cheek.

"you better get busy planning your proposal." You laughed, it being 2 in the morning as you sat on Ethan's lap playing Stardew Valley together still. "I love you Y/n" "I love you too Ethan"

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Bro ty @b0nes-phobic for coming up with this idea in the first place and letting me turn it into a ff 🤭