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johnny fucking storm

johnny storm x f!reader

'Cause you're just a man, it's just what you do

Your head in your hands, as you color me blue

summary: johnny has fucked up too many times and you've finally met your breaking point

tags: no use of y/n, mostly entirely angst, no smut unfortunately, johnny might be ooc 💔

Things weren't supposed to go like this. Johnny felt the regret lingering in his head, his teeth biting down on his fingernails. "Idiot", he mumbled, holding back tears that were fighting their way out. He was stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, right outside your shared apartment and no where near the Baxter Building. He shook his head trying to shake the fog from his mind. He had no clue where you were. Of all days, of course he forgot the single most important event of the year. Your birthday.

An hour earlier-

You were all dolled up: hair was done, makeup that actually felt right on your face, and the most beautiful outfit you had saved for today. Of course you didn't need to do all this for your birthday, you were just hoping that a certain someone would finally give you the attention you were lacking the past few months. You slowly walked around your room, holding yourself as you disassociate. It's not like he's doing this on purpose, he's a super hero, he has to protect Earth somehow. Your jaw clenched, looking out your window as you fell onto your bed with an umph.

For the past few months, Johnny had either forgot about the plans you made or disregarded them in general. With no ill intention obviously, it was either you or the families burning in a common house fire, or the monster of the month terrorizing the city, or the annoying interviews he had forgot were scheduled. He had always made it up to you somehow. Your favorite flowers, big gifts left on your doorstep with a note that read "From your favorite fireplace", or maybe just maybe, he was actually there to hold you while you woke up. Caressing you softly as he planted a kiss on your temple. Just for his smile to turn into a pout as he explains that he needs to get back to the Baxter Building because he needs to convince Reed to think about going back to space. These gestures stopped working for you after the first month was filled with "I'm sorry baby but you know duty calls". He didn't notice obviously, how could anyone notice when they have the weight of the world on their shoulders.

So today, just for today, you had a bit of hope that he would make up for all those times you cried yourself to sleep in your shared bed. The shared bed that was slowly turning into only your bed. You shook your head as you got up from your bed. No, today was going to be different, you thought. You walked through your apartment barefoot, not putting on your shoes yet, incase someone wanted to stop by and have some nice at home time. Your apartment wasn't a mess, it was just cluttered with things you and Johnny love. Different vinyl's from Etta James to Frank Sinatra to The Beach Boys, lots and lots of books, and various thrift finds you found by yourself when someone would forget about your plans. Your favorite find was a little porcelain angel. She's seen sitting on her knees, holding a dove in her outstretched hands. Her face looks hopeful, looking into the dove as it looked ready to take off. You especially liked her wings, they were beautiful shades of light blue, you liked how pure she looked. She was sat on a shelf that was facing the kitchen, overlooking the entire apartment. You walked past her, glancing at her, a soft smile graced your lips. It felt like she was wishing you a happy birthday.

You had yet to hear a happy birthday from your boyfriend. It was currently 10am, it wasn't late at all but considering it was your special day, you were hoping to hear from Johnny a little sooner. You walked to the kitchen, opening the fridge to sneak a little snack when you heard keys jingling and the front door opening with a squeak. You turned your face to the door, making eye contact with the one and only Johnny Storm.

Johnny walked in and closed the door with a smile, "Hey baby, how have you been? I've missed you." He walked up to you and pulled you into a tight hug, lifting your feet off the ground.

"Johnny!! Be careful, I just did my makeup!" You squealed with joy, quickly wrapping your arms around his neck. He spun you around before putting you back on the ground with a big kiss to the forehead.

You both shared a laugh as he rested his hands on your waist, your hands moving to his chest. He took a good look at you and suddenly a confused expression appeared on his face. "Is it my birthday or something? You look like a gift sent from the gods." He grinned, his eyes slowly moving from your hair to your pretty jewelry. His lips moved to peck yours, not wanting to mess up your makeup as you had just mentioned. You let out an uneasy laugh, he's not being serious is he?

"What do you mean?" You chuckle, your mouth suddenly feeling dry. You took a small step back, not enough for him to notice but enough for you to feel separated.

"Well you look absolutely fantastic, no pun intended, so I'm wondering what the special occasion is." He smirked, moving to open up the fridge and take a peak inside. You watched as he plucked a strawberry from it's container, closing the fridge while putting it into his mouth. He turned to look at you, waiting for an answer.

"You're joking right?" You said, smiling softly, trying to convince yourself that this was a little prank. Your arms suddenly feeling heavy, your hand moving to tuck a piece of hair behind you ear. Did Johnny actually forget?

"No? I'm so confused. You know my days have been out of whack, can't even remember if its tuesday or thursday sometimes." He snickered, waving his hand in the air as if it were an everyday thing. He moved his way towards you, looking around as he did so. You watched as he noticed unfamiliar trinkets scattered around the apartment.

You felt the sting in your throat as you tried to speak. "..So you have no idea on what today is?" You forced out the sentence as if it were stuck in your mouth. You didn't know how to feel at first, although, your body did; your palms feeling damp, your makeup feeling heavy, your legs moving slowly backwards as if they were rooted into the ground. If this were three years ago, he would've been here since morning with flowers in hand, filling the room with gifts, and a prepared breakfast in bed. You suddenly felt like a stranger, feeling like the man in front of you was just an intruder in your home.

Johnny hadn't noticed you shrinking back, he had picked up a cute trinket, something you bought in the store a while back. He glanced at you before answering your question, "Angel, I just said I'm not keeping track of time. Give me a hint, is it like a family dinner I forgot about?" He said, putting the trinket down to pick another one up. You could only watch as he walked around the apartment, looking at all the things you slowly bought over time due to the lack of his attention. You couldn't speak, you couldn't even feel your heart beating in your chest.

This is not the Johnny you fell inlove with all those years ago. Not the Johnny that held you to sleep almost every other night, and definitely not the Johnny that surprised you with planned dates every week. You knew Johnny before his accident in space, barely starting to get used to the title "Boyfriend and Girlfriend". You were the first to meet them when they got back from space, you were there when he was first experiencing his powers. You helped the family get accommodated, you were there helping them become a family again. You had spent 5 birthdays with Johnny, and each year your day was slowly turning into any other day. And now? Forgotten completely.

Your eyes glossed over with tears, your vision slowly getting blurry as you watched Johnny pick up your favorite angel. "Get the fuck out." You whisper, feeling the tears fall one after another. Johnny turned his head and watched as your head fell into your hands.

"Woah woah woah. What happened??" He exclaims, looking shocked to see your mood do a complete 180. "Baby what are you crying about? Was it because I missed our movie date? Sweetheart, I sent you those flowers! Did you not get them?" He explained as he started making his way towards you, his hand still carrying your angel. You fell to your knees as you cried, not sparing a glance at him. You couldn't look at him, it would only make you feel worse. Your forehead met the hardwood floor, one hand gripping the back of your neck and the other pulling at your hair. You couldn't feel like this anymore, you couldn't feel like a nobody in your own skin anymore. You can feel your makeup melting with your tears, the mascara bleeding down your cheeks and your fake eyelashes sticking to your bottom lashes. Everything was just too much and nothing at all. I'm so fucking stupid. You didn't even notice the warm hand on your back or the words coming out of his mouth.

"Baby come on, I just got back from work and I'm so tired. I promise we can talk about it later, please I'm just so exhausted, I don't think I can do this right now. We can order food and watch movies on the couch, c'mon I'll order your favorite." He rambled on about fixing things in a bit but you couldn't stand to be anywhere near him.

You shoved him off of you, a hand wiping at your eye as you got a closer look at him. He had softly fell back as he looked at you confused, noticing how your face went from heartache to anger. "Are you fucking kidding me? Are you serious?" You spat those words at him, feeling your pulse quicken. Johnny could only look at you and sigh.

"Baby you know I'll make it up to you, just tell me what I did wrong and I'll buy you something nice. You know I always do." He said, smoothing back his hair with his free hand. He looked annoyed, as if this should've happened on a different day. "I've had a tough day, there was this warehouse that went on fire and someone was locked inside and then I had to go and-" "Shut the fuck up."

He looked up, shocked to hear what you said to him. His eyebrows furrowed together, slowly getting irritated. "Baby" He spoke sternly, "What is happening to you? I know I've been busy but I have the job of protecting this earth, you are not my first priority!" He stopped before he could add more to that. "That's not what I meant, it's just-" "That's not the point! I am your girlfriend and it feels like I'm just some chore to you! Don't act like I don't see you hugging and flirting with all those women on tv!" You hiss as you got off the floor and truth be told, those women never bothered you. It only started bothering you when you realized he was seeing strangers more often than he saw you.

He got up right after you, scoffing in the process. "Now you gotta be joking, you know I'm not being serious with them. It's just a little act I put on, you know that!"

"You've missed 7 dates, 4 dinners, and do you know how many fucking times I've stayed up late waiting for you to come home? Well enough for me to feel fucking stupid. I can't believe I actually thought you would remember." You watched as he sighed, rubbing his eyes in frustration.

"Please, I thought you understood that things are different now. I can't always spend my time with you, I am busy, I have no days off, and god forbid I just wanna go home and rest!" You could tell he was getting upset, the air around you slowly getting warmer with ever word. "First, Reed pisses me off and now you wanna start complaining about something I still don't fucking know about and it's so annoying to come home and have to deal with more bullshit!"

"Bullshit? You're calling my feelings bullshit? Johnny, I can't stand you! You aren't the guy I fell in love with all those years ago." You huff, wiping away another tear. It hurt more saying it out loud but you couldn't have him walk away feeling like he's in the right.

"What's that supposed to mean? Do you think it's my fault for getting these powers? Do you think I wanted to turn into this? Don't blame me for shit I can't control! You know, I was so excited to come home and spend my day with you but if you wanna be ungrateful than I can just go. I don't need you giving me shit on my free time!" He shouted, not loud but enough for you to feel small. You stood there dumbfounded, until a smell broke you from your trance. Something was burning.

Your eyes looked over Johnny until you saw the angel in his hand. Your favorite angel. The once hopeful figure now disfigured and unrecognizable. Your eyes widened, your blood running cold. Johnny soon followed your eyes and moved to look at the porcelain in his hand. He let out a long sigh, letting go of the anger that once controlled him as he rubbed his head with his other hand.

"Shit, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I'll get you another one, I promise. I've just been feeling so worn out, I didn't mean-" "She was my favorite." You cut him off, feeling your fists clench by your sides.

You move to stand in front of him, snatching the angel out of his hands. You get it close to your face, getting a better look at it. It was still hot but you could care less about the burns that were soon to come. The dove was merged with her hands, her wings fusing into her back. She didn't look like anything anymore. You couldn't feel anything anymore.

You looked up at him, he was waiting for you to say something.

"It's my birthday today." You mutter, more tears forming at the edges of your eyes.

His eyes widened, jaw opening to say something but you shove past him. He quickly grabbed your wrist before you could get any farther. "Angel, I am so sorry. I would've never raised my voice at you. I didn't know, I didn't remember-" "Get the fuck away from me." You say, ripping your hand away from his.

"I don't want to fucking see you ever again." You grabbed your phone and threw it across the living room before rushing out the door. You couldn't have him contacting you in any way. He could only scramble after you, fear crossing his face.

"Baby wait! I'm sorry!! Please forgive me!" He called out, walking out the door where you had just been. You stopped in the middle of the hallway, making him stop before he could bump into you.

"Johnny. If you want any chance of my forgiveness, you better start with leaving me alone." He couldn't see your face, he could only watch as your hand gripped onto the disfigured angel. He didn't speak, he only stood there as he saw you make your way down the stairs. He could hear your soft sobs and the sounds of your footsteps slowly disappearing. He couldn't believe it.

He walked back inside, grabbing his phone to look at the date. Fuck, it is her birthday. He immediately went to call Sue, he didn't know what to do. Do I go after her? Do I leave her alone?

Sue picked up on the second ring, "Hey Johnny! I was just thinking of you two! How are you guys celebrating today? We should go out for dinner later, unless you already had something special planned? Ben and Reed wrapped gifts last night."

Johnny choked back a sob, of course Sue remembered. He tried to speak but nothing came out. On the other line, Sue was starting to feel worried. "..Johnny? You there?"

"...Sue, I really fucked up." He whispered, his voice breaking. "I treated her like shit and didn't even remember her birthday. She looked gorgeous and I hadn't even seen her in a week. I told her she wasn't my first priority, that she was disposable, I ruined her favorite trinket. She walked out before I could fix anything, leaving her phone behind."

He could hear her sigh through the phone. "Johnny listen to me. You need to make sure she is somewhere safe. Emotions are running high but you need to prioritize her safety."

Johnny grabbed his keys and ran outside. It wasn't until he was on the sidewalk when he realized he had no idea where you could've gone. He doesn't know where you like to go these days, where you spend your time or where you go to clear your head. He's been away for so long, he doesn't know who you are now.

(Part 1)

Authors note: hey chat first time making a fic....how'd i do? im making a part 1 first so i can see how it does...im already making part 2 incase this does good lmk what you think!!

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lun9tic · 6 days ago

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hiiii i love ur ian fics, and yes, he is so hot, and so is dallas and i was wondering if you could do a dallas fic? also im super excited for cam cameron!! sending lots of love and virtual hugs 💕✨️

Thank you 😚 I’ll cook something up for both Dallas and cam Cameron !!!

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lun9tic · 6 days ago

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when did you start listening 2 ian? i js started to a while ago nd im obsessed lmao

I started listening like a month after valedictorian dropped cause a talking stage put me on 😓….

I’m obsessed too i genuinely love his music

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lun9tic · 10 days ago

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ughh after reading ur mean ian ff i need more 🥹 my heart is brokennn

I GOT U!!! Part 2 to mean coming, and another angst post!!

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lun9tic · 13 days ago

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How I felt coming out of the theater just to go home and read fics of them

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lun9tic · 13 days ago

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I just watched fantastic 4 and I’m in love with johnny storm

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lun9tic · 17 days ago

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#if he still remembers your birthday weeks after it's passed he's your soulmate

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lun9tic · 23 days ago

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- CALL YOU

| pairing: jess mariano X reader

| warnings: nothing just fluff :)

| summary: late night phone call with jess

| A/N: my first jess writing!! Love him bad and sorry but this was a little rushed :p

made this for @xoxo-yamil3t <33

The Chilton workload should’ve knocked you out cold by now. There’s an untouched essay open on your desk, two textbooks still cracked halfway, and your uniform blazer tossed over the back of your chair. But you’re curled up on your couch instead, blanket tucked around your shoulders, rereading The Bell Jar.

You didn’t even mean to reread it. You’d just mentioned it earlier, sitting across from Jess at Luke’s, where you were supposed to be studying but somehow ended up reading each other lines out loud.

“You only like it because Plath is brutally honest and a little bit chaotic,” Jess says, shoving a fry in his mouth.

“And you only like it because she hates everyone” you fired back.

He’d smiled, you blushed, but neither of you mentioned it and kept talking about the book.

The phone rings beside you, You check the time. It’s 10:47 PM. “Hey.” You say softly, already knowing who it is.

“Thought you might be awake,” Jess says, his voice quiet. “I figured all the Chilton work was probably pulling you down.” You smile, curling deeper into your blanket. “It’s trying. But I’m fighting back.”

“I’m picturing you in some dramatic sword fight with a textbook.”

“Pretty close,” you respond, laughing softly. “Although, in my picture I’m losing.” There’s a pause, a good kind of pause.

“What are you doing?” you ask. “Lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, pretending I don’t want to call you.”

you smlie. “And how’s that going for you?” “Terribly,” he murmurs. “Obviously.”You look down at the corner of your book, where you’ve underlined too many lines that remind you of him.

“I liked what you said today,” Jess adds after a moment. “About how books feel safer than people most of the time.”

You nod, even though he can’t see you. “I meant it. But… sometimes people surprise you.” “Yeah?” “Yeah.” you say. “Like this kid I know who acts like he doesn’t care about anything but somehow remembers the exact quote I said four hours ago.”

Jess chuckles, playing with the page of the book he’s reading. “Sounds like a decent guy.” “He’s alright,” you tease. “A little moody. Bit of a smartass.”

“Sounds like your type.”

You’re quiet for a moment, head full of things you’re not brave enough to say out loud. “I guess” you joke, gaining a soft chuckle from him.

You squeeze the phone tighter, your lips parting to say something, but nothing comes out.

“You should come by tomorrow,” he says. “I’ll save you a seat in the diner.”

“Sure,” you say, smiling now. “And I’ll bring my homework I’ll pretend to do.”“And I’ll pretend not to stare at you the whole time.”

Your cheeks blush. “You’re not subtle, Mariano.” “I never said I wanted to be.” You both sit there in silence for a moment, smiling.

You roll onto your back, the blanket slipping down your shoulder. “I need to get some sleep.. Goodnight, Jess.” You say, secretly not wanting to hang up at all.

“see you tomorrow” he responds quietly with a smile. You wait until you hear the dial tone hums in your ear before hanging up.

#jess mariano #jess mariano imagine #jess mariano x reader #lun9ticjessmariano #fluff #x reader

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lun9tic · 23 days ago

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- LET ME LOVE YOU

| pairing: ian x f!reader

| warnings: light smut, cursing

| A/N: FIC INSPIRED BY LET ME LOVE YOU BY AIRANA GRANDE!!this is not that great and super short I’m sorry, I made this half asleep cause the idea came to me </3 but I’m back.. again LOL, gonna try and post a lot more. I’m going on 3 plane rides from DC all the way to Mexico really soon so expect a lot of writing coming from there. Jess Mariano fic coming soon! ALSO PLS LEAVE RECOMMENDATIONS!!

You kicked off your heels as soon as you closed the front door behind you. The soft click echoed in your quiet apartment. Tonight had been a mess, you went out to try and forget about your ex boyfriend who had just recently broke up with you, and you were beyond done with the drama. All you wanted was peace… and maybe something a little more fun. Your phone buzzed.

Ian: You home?

A smile tugged at your lips as you read his name, he’s exactly what you needed right now.

You: Yeah, why?

Ian: I’m pulling up.

You didn’t ask questions. You didn’t need to, this was reoccurring for you both.

“I just broke up with my ex Now I’m out here single, I don’t really know what’s next”

You looked at yourself in the mirror, brushing out your hair with your fingers. You still had on your little black dress from earlier, though the night started off rough, the thought of Ian made it feel brand new. Since you’ve meet him, he’s always had that effect on you.

“but I ain’t even trippin, I’mma chill and sit back. And I know they’ll be coming from the right and the left, left, left”

the soft creak of the door echoed through the home as Ian let himself in. He wore his grey sweats and a white tee, his usual look, chain glinting under the dim lights. He leaned on the doorway, smiling at you like he already knew you needed him.

“Bad night?” he asked. You nodded, your eyes meeting his. “Wanna make it better?” He walked up to you as the words left your lips. His hands around your waist as he kissed you hungrily.

“good conversation got me holding my breath. And I don’t normally say this but goddamn, you’re the best, best, best”

The messy make out lasted until you made it to your room, Ian pushing you down onto the bed. “His dumbass didn’t know how to handle you, huh baby?”

“and if it feels right, promise I don’t mind And if it feels right, promise I’ll stay here all night”

His kisses made way down your body, before coming back up and taking your dress off. Leaving you there naked under him as he looked down at you hungrily.

“and what you need your ex for? I’m triple ex, lord”

“Ian!” You moaned as he thrusts into you. He watches as you get lost in the pleasure, smirking to himself before looking down at where your bodies connected. He groaned at the feeling of you, “fuck baby.. missed this so much” You moaned in response, not being able to talk from his thrust.

“I-Ian” “I got you” he whispers breathlessly as you both come closer to finishing.

“my name changed from lil Wayne to oooh Wayne”

The room was quiet now, the sound of your breathing syncing with Ian’s. The two of you lay tangled in the sheets, your leg draped over his, his chest warm against your cheek. His fingers running over your hair. You were still catching your breath, but everything in you felt calm.

Ian looked down at you, brushing a strand of hair from your face. “You good?” he murmured. You nodded, your voice barely above a whisper. “Yeah… more than good.”

“She’s just looking for love. I’ma give her that love”

Ian kisses your lips softly, pulling you close to his body. “Stay the night?” You ask softly, half asleep on his chest. He looked down at you surprised before nodding “sure.”

#ian smith #ian the rapper #ian rapper #smut #lun9tician #lun9tic

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