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rose-pearls · 1 year ago

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Hey! Can I req a Clarisse x reader fic? Basically Clarisse gets dared to get reader to fall in love with her, eventually clarisse wins the dare and get's the money but has caught feeings and doesn't want reader to find out it's all been a bet. someone informs reader of the bet. They fight and break it off. Causing clarisse to get super sad and act ooc. At the end Clarisse finds reader during capture the flag or something and they talk it out. Thank you and feel free to make changes!

Thank you so much for your request, I loved writing it!! I had a similar idea the morning I read your request so I had some ideas in my mind but here it is!! Hopefully you like it!

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Clarisse knew this was a bad idea, deep down she did, but her pride was stronger than her moral sense in that moment. The Aphrodite cabin was known for their tradition of having to break their first lover’s heart to become an official part of the cabin. She had seen Silena do it just a few days ago and as she sees the poor teenager walking around still heartbroken, she can’t help but snort.

“I can’t believe they are still crying over what happened,” she says, and Silena shoots her a warning look.

“It’s called heartbreak Clarisse, of course it hurts,” but the Ares girl only shakes her head in disbelief.

“It’s not as easy as it looks to move on after you fell for someone. But you wouldn’t know about that,” Silena looks a bit pissed and maybe that is when Clarisse should’ve stopped herself from running her mouth.

“What does that meant?”, she says, feeling slightly offended at the words of her best friend who sighs.

“I mean that you haven’t had someone in love with you and have to break their heart,” Silena explains softly, and Clarisse feels hurt at the words, but she tries to shove it down.

“I could get someone to fall for me,” she says, and Silena raises her eyebrows before the head counselor of the Aphrodite cabin arrives.

“What are you two talking about?”, she asks, looking curious, and usually Clarisse would bite her head off, but she is too invested in defending her pride.

“About the fact that I could get someone to fall in love with me,” Clarisse says, and Clara’s eyes sparkle at the words while Silena shakes her head.

“Are you willing to bet on it?”, Clara says, and Clarisse sits straighter at the words, it was known that Ares kids never backed down from a dare.

“Of course,” she says, trying to sound as confident as she could.

“You have two weeks to make someone that we chose fall in love with you, if you manage that I’ll give you the fifty dollars I won from your brother,” she remembers the stupid dare that Brian had lost but she knows that she can win this, and she could use the money.

“Clarisse don’t do this,” Silena says, looking unsure but Clarisse is determined, her pride and reputation was now on the line.

“Who do you choose?”, she hopes secretly that they don’t choose one of the Hephaestus kids, she couldn’t imagine herself faking a love story with one of them, but she knew that Silena knew her well. She just had to wait a few seconds before Clara and Silena finished discussing.

“We chose, the daughter of Poseidon,” your name makes her look up and before she can help it, she lets out a laugh, this would be easier than she thought.

“You are so on,” she says before shaking Clara’s hand and Silena even as the girl looks unsure at the bet.

Clarisse knew you had had a crush on her some time ago, so it would be easy for her to slip right into your life and make you fall for her. The only issue that could possibly make this more difficult was your demon of a half-brother, Percy Jackson.

It had been a weird couple of days, Clarisse had started spending more time around you, talking to you and seemingly trying to get closer to you. Because of that you couldn’t help but feel flustered and wonder if that stupid crush on her really went away or it was still there after two years.

Percy hadn’t seemed too happy with the fact that the Ares girl was getting closer to you, often staying close to you when usually he would run of to spend time with Annabeth and Grover.

“Percy, for the last time I will be fine going to the lake alone, I’m a grown woman,” you say, trying not to get frustrated at the worried boy, he had promised Annabeth and Grover that they would spend the day together, but he now wanted to come with you to the lake to ‘protect’ you.

“Fine, but if you need anything scream and I’ll be there,” he says, and you smile softly at your brother.

“I will, now go and enjoy your time with Annabeth and Grover,” you tell him before ruffling his hair, enjoying the way he squeals before trying to get his curls back in place.

Luckily for you no one is at the lake, which gives you the opportunity to sit down with your feet in the water. Water had always brought you peace and when Poseidon claimed you, you knew why.

“Managed to get rid of your guard dog?”, someone says behind you, and you turn around to find Clarisse with a smirk, making you blush softly.

“Percy isn’t a guard dog, and he is enjoying a day of rock-climbing with Annabeth and Grover,” you say, wondering why you would say all that to her when the girl probably doesn’t care about it.

“That’s nice, but nicer for me, means I can have some alone time with his big sister,” she says, and you can’t help but clear your throat at the words, a dark blush making his way on your cheeks. Gods, this girl could throw you into a loop.

“Really? And why would you want to spend some alone time with me?”, you can’t help but ask, for the hundredth time wondering why the Ares girl had taken a sudden interest in you. She looks unsure for a moment before letting out a sigh and getting a bit closer to you.

“It’s a bit awkward to flirt with you when he is there and I would prefer to have you all to myself when asking you out on a date,” she says the words like she is just reciting a list of things she needs from the grocery stores, with an easy smile. It’s as if she doesn’t realize how the words affect you, your heart beating so hard you’re afraid it will beat out of your chest. The water at your feet moves a bit faster, as if the waves follow the erratic beating of your heart.

“You want to ask me out on a date?”, you manage to say, and she nods after a moment, a small smile on her lips, it looks tense but maybe it’s just because she is worried that you will say no.

“Why?”, you can’t help but choke out, and the Ares girl looks surprised at the words, her eyes widening.

“Why not? You’re a beautiful girl and probably one of the sweetest even to Ares kids and I’ve enjoyed our conversations in the past few days,” she says, and you can’t help but try and read her expressions but there is only some kind of nervousness.

“Okay,” you say, watching her eyes sparkle in surprise at your sudden answer.

“Okay as in?”

“As in, I’ll go on a date with you,” you say, trying to hide your nervousness but you can’t help it, this woman makes you lose all your common sense. There is a sharklike grin that appears on her lips and as she comes closer to you, you can’t help but feel breathless at the sight of her brown eyes.

“What do you say we go on that date now, before your guard dog comes back?”, you don’t bother telling her that Percy isn’t your guard dog, and even if you had wanted to do it you wouldn’t have been able to when you feel her brush a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Sure, I’m free all day long,” you don’t need to say more before the Ares girl gets up and gives you her hand to help you get up from the water, it looks rowdier than before, but you suppose it’s because of your nervousness.

You expect her to bring you to the training ground, after all it’s where all the Ares kids feel more at home, but you’re surprised as she brings you further away into the forest.

“You know I’m starting to think you are going to kill me somewhere deep in the forest,” you say in a teasing voice and Clarisse scoffs in answer but there is a smile on her lips, making your stomach flutters.

“Please if I wanted to kill you, I would’ve already done it,” she says it with such ease that you don’t know if you feel scared or attracted to her.

The both of you finally arrive to a small clearing in the woods, it seems hidden from the rest of the world but there are a couple of flowers growing around it and you can’t hear the loud noises of camp, only the birds.

“This is beautiful,” you can’t help but say as you look around, smiling at the rose bushes.

“Nearly as beautiful as you,” she says, with such smoothness that you nearly face plant into one of the rose bushes.

“Gods, Clarisse warn someone before you say that” you can’t help but say with a dark blush once again on your cheeks but the Ares girl just smirks.

“Now where is the fun in that,” she says with a soft voice before coming closer to you and brushing another strand of your hair away.

She is so close to you, that you can see the small golden flecks in her brown eyes and for a moment you wonder what is happening before you feel her soft lips on yours. You don’t even have time to respond before she pulls away slowly, there is something in her eyes that you can’t decipher.

“Is this okay?” she asks, in a soft voice that you haven’t heard a lot before today and instead of answering her you bring her back into a kiss, enjoying her smile against your lips.

Your skin feels like it’s on fire as she brushes her hand against your cheeks, holding it softly and your stomach is erupting in butterflies at the kisses of the Ares girl, who seems to know what she is doing because that woman can kiss. The both of you only stop kissing each other when there is a need for air, and you can’t stop the big smile from appearing on your lips before she takes your hand and brings you slowly on the ground. You both look at each other for a moment, chests heaving from kissing each other and as Clarisse comes closer to kiss you again you put your finger on her lips with a teasing smile.

“As much as I like kissing you and trust me, I do. I also want to get to know you,” she seems surprised at your words and for a moment you wonder if you said something wrong before a soft smile appears.

“What do you want to know?”, she asks, looking a bit shy for a moment but you just smile in reassurance.

“Everything, just tell me about yourself,” she takes a deep breath before laying back down next to you, this time closer and you turn on your side to be able to look at her.

“I’ll guess I’ll start with-”

You spend the entire afternoon there, just talking the two of you, about your lives before camp and about your godly parents. You haven’t felt this good in a long time, like you had finally found your safe space. There was also a side of Clarisse that you had never seen before, a scared girl who had always been scared of what her father would think of her and how she couldn’t just be herself with others, she needed a guard up.

“You can always be yourself when you’re with me, you don’t need to keep that guard up,” you tell her softly and she looks at you with eyes filled with sadness and you take her hand to try and reassure her.

“You will leave one day,” she says, like she already knows how your story will end but you shake your head in disagreement.

“I won’t, I know we haven’t known each other for such a long time but I will always be there in your corner Clarisse. I’m not leaving anytime soon,” you tell her, and she looks pained at the words, like you are stabbing her with a knife.

“Thank you,” she manages to whisper before bringing you into a sweet kiss.

The both of you had agreed to keep this quiet, or at least for the time being as Percy didn’t seem to like the Ares girl and you wanted to ease him into it. Clarisse had just wanted to tell Silena and unbeknownst to you also Clara who had looked like she had swallowed a lemon when Clarisse had told her the both of you were now dating.

“You can still put an end to it now,” Silena says after a moment and Clarisse looks at her in surprise.

“It will all be fine, I’ll get her to fall in love with me and then just break up,” she says it like it’s the simple’s thing in the world and ignores her best friend’s worried look, but mostly she tries to forget how good it felt to be with you.

She makes an effort to try and see you every day, thinking it will bring her to her goal faster, but it only makes her heart beat faster and think of you more often than before. She tried to push it all down, the feelings coming up when you would brush a strand of her hair or look at her with worried eyes when she hurt herself. It was difficult not to try and kiss you every time she saw you, it was like she got addicted to you.

Deep down she knows that Silena was right, and that it would’ve been easier to stop it sooner, but she couldn’t stop now, not when her pride was still on the line. Secretly she also knew she didn’t want to stop this and not be able to spend time with you.

“She is getting better,” Silena says next to her, and Clarisse jumps at her best friend’s voice, before turning back to you with a blush on her cheeks.

You had been sword fighting with Percy, you called it your bonding time, and she can’t help but smile as the two of you start teasing each other.

“She is,” she says and takes a moment to turn back to her friend, only to find her with a knowing look.

“You like her,” Silena says, like she is just saying that the sky is blue and not that Clarisse could like a person.

“I don’t!”, she quickly says, trying to stop the embarrassing blush that appeared on her lips, but Silena sends her a pointed look.

“It’s okay if you do, maybe if you tell her now, she won’t be as angry,” she says carefully, like she is scared that Clarisse will get mad at her words.

“I’m not telling her, I need to win this bet,” she says, feeling determined even if there is a bad feeling that she tries to squash down.

“Even if it means losing her and what you have or could have?”, the question is painful, Silena knows it too, she has always known her better than herself.

“Love has never been in the cards for me, and it won’t,” as a daughter of Ares she knew that her father would see her as even weaker if she fell in love with someone and she couldn’t have that.

She closes her eyes as she feels your hand running through her hair, there is still water sticking to your chest, like it belongs there but she doesn’t mind, enjoying the warmth coming from your chest and the sun.

The two of you had managed to sneak away from camp, the sun was coming up and camp-half-blood would be waking up any minute now, but she couldn’t get herself to get up. You were telling her another story about Annabeth and Percy and how you thought your brother was an oblivious idiot, making her snort in laughter.

“There is a reason why she calls him seaweed brain, princess,” she says, and she enjoys your laughter at her answer.

“We are going to have to leave soon,” she knows you don’t want to; she can hear your regret and she feels it too, wanting to stay here for a moment longer and enjoying this moment away from reality where she can just pretend the two of you are together. Clarisse had been doing it far too often recently, pretending like there isn’t a bet hanging above your heads and that she is just with you.

“I don’t want to leave,” she says with a whine before lifting her head from your chest and looking at you with a pout.

You have that beautiful smile on your lips that makes her heart flutter, Silena called it your ‘Clarisse’ smile, but she had ignored her, only letting herself smile at the words in the darkness of the night.

“Gods, I love you,” she hears you say and freezes.

The words make her heart beat faster, the fact that you seemed to love her makes her feel weak in the knees, wanting to hear you say it again and again. But at the same time, she wants you to take it back, because it means that she won her bet and that your time together is coming to an end. She knows that she looks like a fish out of the water, her mouth opening and closing while her mind races.

She nearly says it back, but she stops herself. She couldn’t be in love with you, she had always told herself she wouldn’t do it but as she looks at your sparkling eyes and loving smile she wants to scream it at the top of her lungs.

“It’s okay if you don’t say it back right now, take your time,” you say with an understanding smile, and Clarisse feels like the worst person on the planet at that moment.

“Thank you,” she barely manages to say, and you smile softly before kissing her quickly on the mouth, probably to say goodbye to go back to your cabin but she deepens it, wanting it to last in case it’s the last one she gets.

Clara and Silena are talking when she drops in front of them, she doesn’t feel as happy as she thought she would be, winning the bet.

“She told me she loved me,” Clarisse says, and both girls look at her in surprise, Clara curses softly under her breath but Silena only looks at her with a worried look. Maybe she can see how painful it is right now, no matter how hard she tries to push the guilt down.

“There you go, congratulations on wining the bet, didn’t think you could make the Poseidon girl fall in love with you” Clara says, and Clarisse takes the money slowly, like it will catch on fire and burn her for what she did, but it doesn’t.

“The bet. We don’t talk about it to anyone this stays buried,” Clarisse says, she doesn’t want anyone to find out, maybe if she pushed it away and ignored it you wouldn’t ever learn of it, and she could still enjoy your time together.

If only she had watched who had been around her through the exchange.

She finds you at the lake, a smile immediately appears on her lips as she finds you sitting in front of the water. But as you lift your head up, tear tracks on your cheeks she feels her blood run colds. She is ready to turn back and find whoever hurt you, to get revenge for you but she can only stumble towards you, you were her priority.

“Hey, princess, what happened?”, she says and as she tries to get closer to you, you turn away from her hands, making her frown.

“Don’t call me that,” you whisper, a cold tone to your voice that she has never heard before.

Before she can say anything, you turn back towards her with a cold look, the water starts moving faster.

“Was it worth it?”, you whisper, tears in your eyes and Clarisse feels confused for a moment, wondering what you mean.

“Was it worth it the bet you made?”, your words make her stumble and as she tries to form a sentence you shake your head.

“I can’t believe this; I can’t believe this all was a bet and I thought this was real. I’m such an idiot,” she hears you whisper while getting closer to the water, Clarisse tries to get her legs to work again but she is trembling from the fact that you knew.

“Please, just let me explain,” she says, trying to get her thoughts back together, but the only thing she can think about is the fact that she is losing you, that you could be slipping away from her. You let out a scoff before a cold laugh leaves your lips, making her shiver.

“Really? How can you possibly explain this Clarisse?”, she doesn’t know how she can, the only thing she knows is that she can’t lose you, she tried not to think about it too much, but she knew she had fallen over you over the last few weeks. Silena’s words were really biting her back in the ass.

“I know it looks bad and in the beginning it’s true that I didn’t feel anything for you,” she hears you scoff in disbelief, but she doesn’t want to give up.

“But it all changed when I got to know you, when we spent time together, you have to believe me,” she says, and she hopes that you will believe her, that somehow you would look at her again with that loving smile.

“How can I? When everything we had was based on a lie!”, you yell and Clarisse flinches, she has never heard you this angry or hurt before and the water seemed to follow your anger as it started getting rowdy.

“Please, just-”, she tries to talk but you shake your head.

“Don’t! Just leave me alone, I don’t ever want to see you again,” you tell her, and she feels like someone has just ripped her heart from her chest. She tries to get closer to you, but the water forms a wall behind you, and she knows that if she doesn’t leave she will end up getting thrown back.

There are tears falling down her cheeks and she doesn’t want to leave you, she wants to go back to that morning and tell you that she loves you back, maybe it would have made this all better.

“You told me you would always be there for me,” Clarisse whispers and you shake your head sadly, like she is just hurting you on purpose.

“Leave Clarisse,” you say, and she feels her heart breaking at the pain in your voice.

“I’ll always be there for you, and I won’t stop fighting for us,” Clarisse says but you ignore her, your back shaking from sobs you barely contain, and Clarisse wants to yell and throw something, but she leaves, like you asked her. It’s the hardest thing she ever had to do, and as she turns back, she finds Percy holding you in his arms as the water is lapping at both of your feet.

She tries to get her anger out on the training dummy but when she starts feeling the rain pouring down on her she can only let out the shaky breath she was holding and falling to her knees, tears falling down her cheeks. And for the first time in a long time, she lets herself cry, moments of the both of you flashing before her eyes.

She doesn’t know how long she stands there on her knees in the rain until Silena manages to make her move, the Aphrodite cabin is quiet, and she only realizes a few minutes later that no one is there.

“She knows, she found out,” Silena lets out a sigh before putting a blanket over her shoulders.

“I’m so sorry Clarisse,” she whispers trying to warm her up, but Clarisse shakes her head.

“Don’t be it was my fault; I knew it was a bad idea. I should’ve listened to you,” she says, she knew she shouldn’t have taken the bet but at the same time it got her you, even for just a moment and she wouldn’t trade it for the world.

“Try to win her back, show her you love her,” Clarisse looks at Silena in surprise, but she has a knowing smile.

“Don’t you dare give up,” her best friend says and Clarisse nods quickly, she will do anything she needs to do to win you back.

As much as she hates Percy Jackson, she has to admit he is a good brother, he had managed to block every attempt she had made to talk to you or get close to you, glaring at her with all his might.

“Please Luke, just keep him busy for one hour,” she begs, ignoring Luke’s surprised look, hoping that the Hermes boy will do it.

“Alright I will, but you better make it right,” Luke warns her, and she quickly nods in agreement, already planning what she was going to say to you.

The day Luke finally manages to get Percy away with you is a sunny one, and as she gets closer to the Poseidon cabin, she feels nervous at the thought of seeing you again. She knocks on the door, trying to get herself together.

“Come in,” she hears you yell and as she opens the door, she finally sees you for the first time in a week.

You still look as breathtakingly beautiful as before and she takes in the small details that changed. You look surprised at the sight of her and for a moment Clarisse feels breathless but as you look at her with raised eyebrows, she knows she needs to talk and fast.

“I brought these for you,” Clarisse says, giving you the roses, she had convinced the children of Demeter to grow. You look at her with surprised eyes before taking them after a few seconds of looking at them.

“Thank you,” you say softly, and your voice makes her heart beat faster.

“Can we talk?”, she asks, and you nod slowly, showing her the soft chair there was in the corner.

“I know you probably didn’t want to see me, but I just needed to speak with you,” she says trying to find the confidence that she usually had but she couldn’t find it.

“The bet was a bad idea, I know that, but I guess that my pride was more important at that moment. I started talking with you, and getting to know you and suddenly the bet was just an excuse to spend time with you,” you look pained at the words, but you don’t stop her, which she is grateful for.

“And then we kissed, and I never felt like that before, with anyone. You made me want to be a better person, you gave me hope and showed me that there is so much more to life than just pride and reputation. Along the way I did fell for you, even if at first, I didn’t want to believe I did,” you take a deep breath at the words and Clarisse feels her hands getting shakier, but she continues.

“The bet was the worst thing I could do to you but it’s also the best thing I ever accepted because it brought me you and showed me how important you are to me. If I could I would do it all over again without the bet, but I can’t. And you have every right to tell me to get lost and never want to see me again, but I just needed to tell you that I love you and I did from through all the moments we shared together,” there are tears falling down your cheeks and she knows that she is crying to.

“I wanted to hate you so much you know?”, she knows, even though it hurts to hear you say it, she knows that you should hate her for what she did.

“But I can’t hate you, no matter how hard I try I can’t. I just want to be near you and hold you and spent time together, like we used to before all of this,” the confession makes her heart beat faster, hope filling her whole being.

“I know I don’t deserve this, but could you give me a second chance? To prove to you that I was being real and that it wasn’t all just a bet,” you look unsure, like you are fighting against yourself.

“You have one chance. Don’t make me regret giving it to you,” you tell her, and she quickly nods, a feeling of relief filling her up.

“I will never make you regret this; I will show you just how much I love you every single moment I get,” she says, and she enjoys the shy smile that appears on your lips and the blush coating your cheeks at the words.

“There is only one thing you will have to overcome first,” you say with a grimace but there is a sparkle of mischief in your eyes.

“What is it?”, she asks, ready to fight anything that comes in the way.

“Me,” she hears someone say, only to find Percy Jackson looking at her with a sharklike grin and his sword in his hand.

And that is how Clarisse finds herself having to fight Percy Jackson for the honor of dating his sister. But she would do it over and over again if it means seeing you smile like that.

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lucyswinter · 1 year ago

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𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞:

Smut

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FxF pairings (smut and fluff)

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞:

Creepy shit. Like... obviously dodgy areas. Pedophilia, necrophilia, non-con, etc...

Food kinks and pregnancy kinks (no kink shaming here, I just personally feel uncomfortable with it)

MxM pairings (smut and romantic fluff)

Pairings of real life people such as band mate x band mate

I will pretty much write anything apart from the above, don't be shy to be specific with your requests. The more detailed, the better!

To Love So Completely (Robert Plant x fem!OC mini series)

Got My Timing Right (Book 3 of my Brian May series)

Allure pt. 2 (Sequel to my Brian May one shot Allure)

Herbal Clouds (1969 Brian May one shot)

Robert Plant x OC request

Roman Reigns x OC request

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𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐘

Peace Lovin' Guy Series

Book 1: Peace Lovin' Guy (completed, in the process of uploading on Tumblr)

Book 2: Get Your Heart Beating (completed, in the process of uploading on Tumblr)

Book 3: Got My Timing Right (ongoing)

Book 4: Can't Understand It (TBA)

Book 5: A Sweetheart Hand (TBA)

Book 6: Through the Madness (TBA)

One Shots

Allure **

𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓

Honey Bee ** | Part 1 Part 2

Little Wayward Girl **

Daddy's Attention **

Aphrodite **

To Love So Completely (Masterlist)

Cherry Lips **

The High Life **

Fine Wine **

Spotlight **

Celestial **

Eternally **

Make It Better **

Honey Bee | fic board

To Love So Completely | fic board

Peace Lovin’ Guy (PLG Book 1) | fic board

Allure | fic board

Get Your Heart Beating (PLG Book 2) | fic board

Got My Timing Right (PLG Book 3) | fic board

Little Wayward Girl | fic board

Daddy’s Attention | fic board

Aphrodite | fic board

Cherry Lips | fic board

The High Life | fic board

Fine Wine | fic board

Spotlight | fic board

To Love So Completely | fic playlist

Allure | fic playlist

Honey Bee | fic playlist

Peace Lovin’ Guy | fic playlist

Get Your Heart Beating | fic playlist

Suffer and Brew

I Did It Again

Turn Out The Lights

Still Alive

Royalty

Blood To My Vein

I Deserve It

Someday

You'll Never Be Loved

Antidote

If I Die

Bother

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𝐖𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆

My Unfiltered Thoughts on Clash at the Castle 2024

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allelitewrites · 1 year ago

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Barbed Wire Heart

She Needs You (Part One)

Word Count: 1473

Relationship: Reader X Hangman Adam Page

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On October 25, 2023 in Philadelphia, after the team of Matt Jackson, Nick Jackson, and Hangman Page, better known as the Hungbucks won their ROH Six Man championship defense, an event occurred that left you in disbelief. You were ringside for the match and celebrated in the ring afterward with your two closest friends and fiancé. But the video on the big screen soon changed from the Elite's images and showed Swerve Strickland opening the door into you and Adam's home just twenty minutes away from the Liacouras Center, where Dynamite was being held. You watched as he raided and tore things off of your shelves. Living in a small town outside of Philadelphia was a common thing. However, you couldn't figure out exactly how Swerve managed to know exactly which house was yours. Strickland and Prince Nana took their own tour around your home, kicking their dirty shoes up on your couch, ripping important photos apart, and throwing one of your favorite necklaces, a gift from Hangman somewhere in the grassy backyard.

You and Hangman booked it out of the ring even though it was totally pointless. You had to explain to your fiancé that there was no way you'd make it home in time. You still had your own match to wrestle and Hangman refused to let you out of his sight.

Later on, after a long half hour of your mind running at a million miles a minute, you wrestled in a Philly Street Fight. You requested that all of the Elite remain in their locker room as for the match would obviously get out of hand. It was a draining match, however you were thankful you ended up not losing any blood. While you ended up being successful in winning the match, the big screen once again flickered to Swerve Strickland and Prince Nana. You quickly grabbed a microphone and spoke before they had the chance.

"Whatever you want from me, you're gonna have to get over yourself and drop it." You huffed as you tried to catch your breath, still feeling the impact of the match. "Your problem isn't with me, Swerve. It's with Hangman. Don't bring me into your bullsh..."

"No need for the frustration." Swerve laughed. His enlarged face on the bright screen in front of you.

Nana's smile grew as the camera panned to where they were standing. Directly outside of the Elite's locker room. Standing outside of where you told your best friends to wait. Nana put a few brooms within the handles of the doors, preventing it from being able to open. "You better watch out. As Swerve said before, Hangman's loved ones would be the one to face the consequences of his actions. You just happen to be the one he loves most."

Nana walks out of frame with Swerve and the camera cuts. You toss the microphone out of the ring and start to limp your way to the back in an attempt to help your friends. Then you take a large hit to your back. What feels like hundreds of kicks are dropped upon your already damaged body. For a second they stop and you are able to make out the faces of Brian Cage, Toa Liona and Bishop Kaun.

It was a planned attack.

Even though you couldn't see it, the camera footage came back up on the big screen. You could hear the Hungbucks banging on the door, trying to find a way, anyway out that they could.

Swerve's music hit. As you tried to climb back to your feet, the pain across your body continued to make gravity feel like it was so much stronger. Collapsing at the knees repeatedly. Swerve and Nana finally made it to the ring, staring you down like a cat stalking it's prey. Strickland reaches under the ring and pulls out a black bag. The black bag known infamously to every single wrestler and every single wrestling fan on the planet. As Strickland climbed in the ring he backed his men off. He looked back at the big screen to still see no sign of Hangman or anyone else getting out of the room. Just a bunch of helpless banging on the door.

Swerve brought a microphone up to his mouth, the black bag still in his hand. He used his foot to knock you over again, then pressing your head into the ring mat with the bottom of his shoe. "It's a shame I need to do this to you. Your fiancé wanted to make this personal. Now where is he? He's in the back in a panic. Locked in a room. Watching me push your head into the floor with the bottom of a shoe that I used to walk around the dirty city of Philadelphia." The crowd booed as Swerve insulted their, and your hometown. He then kicked you directly in the head but you somehow managed to get your arms up enough to block most of the shot. "You know, maybe the two of you will have a real nice talk after this. He can't protect you. He can't save you. He doesn't really love you, does he? If he loved you he would be out here by now, wouldn't he?"

You immediately popped up to your feet to defend the cowboy but when you swung at Swerve, Toa Liona knocked you down. Swerve threw the microphone at you before opening the bag and dumping hundreds of thumb tacks onto your back. The coldness of the small pieces of metal gave you goosebumps. You had no energy to move. Being held in place didn't help as Swerve climbed to the top of the ropes. He jumped off and drove his two feet into the tacks that were resting on your back. You screamed and writhed in pain but you were picked up again. This time Swerve had you up straight, pile driving you into the already bloodied collection of tacks. You tried rolling away but the pain in your neck was unbearable. Every time you tried to move, the tacks drove themselves further into your skin.

Swerve grabbed you by your hair, pulling you into a slouched sitting position facing you both towards the hard camera. The final tack falling from your temple, your blood was trickling hastily down your face, leaving a metal taste in your mouth and a burning sensation in your eyes. Prince Nana gave Swerve another microphone. "This is what happens. This is what happens, Hangman!" Swerve yells, still holding your head up. "I warned you, cowboy. And now you can't do anything about what's already been done." He drops you and you limply fall to your side. Your face was turning the mat a dark red as you laid there gasping for air. "Whose house?" Swerve cheekily mumbles, making the crowd scream 'Swerve's house' in reply.

Just as Swerve stood back up straight, he saw the door break open. Hangman broke through all of the broom sticks and was fully sprinting towards the ring. You wiped the blood out of your eyes and managed to roll around a bit, being able to lean on your elbow. The second the Hungbucks made it through the curtain, Swerve and his group bailed from the ring. Hangman ran right passed you to try and get to Swerve, however, he was already gone.

First, Nick tried to help you up, but you pushed him away asking for space. Instead, you pulled yourself to the ropes. You turned to look at Adam but he refused to break eye contact with Strickland. You got yourself up to your knees and then Matt tried to assist you. Again, you pushed him away.

You managed to get up to your feet but you were using the ropes to carry all of your weight. Finally, Matt went over to Hangman and pushed him away from Swerve. "Forget him. She needs you right now."

Hangman turned to look at you. The panic finally overpowered his anger as he rushed to you, wrapping an arm around your back. "Shirt." You manage to say.

"What about it?" Adam asks.

You cough a bit before turning to the side to spit out blood from your mouth. "I don't want to ruin your shirt." You say as you try and keep him from being worried. He told you that he didn't care about the shirt but you forced a smile and replied, "No, but I like that shirt."

Hangman rolled his eyes, knowing you were trying to make sure he wasn't too worried despite the fact you were standing in front of him covered in blood. He pulled his shirt off, revealing his large shoulders and chest and allowed you to rest his weight onto him. He held you up, whispering repeated apologies in your ear.

#adam page #hangman adam page #the elite #hangman page x reader #hangman #hungbucks #aew #hangman fanfiction #hangman adam page x reader #hangman x reader #hangman page

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eyelessjackspuppyshark · 8 months ago

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⋆｡‧˚ʚ Writing Rules ɞ˚‧｡⋆

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Creepypasta

‧˚₊꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒦꒷‧₊˚⊹

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Check out my Writing Masterlist!

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Here’s my rules!! I write oneshots, headcannons, scenarios, and possibly stories!! I also love Asks about my OC or my Creepypasta AU! I also have a zombie apocalypse AU!

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Any questions will be taken as my normal AU unless it’s specified as a zombie AU question!

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 All my writing will contain a Content warning, or Trigger warning!

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 I write Canon Character x OC stuff.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 My writing Tag is #sharkarkwrites

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 My Answers to Questions will always be under the tag #sharkarkanswers

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⋆｡‧˚ʚ Yes ɞ˚‧｡⋆

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 SFW.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Angst, Fluff, Smut, Romance, Violence, Gore.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Canon Character x Reader.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Canon Character x Canon Character.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Canon Character x OC (This will most likely only be for Mutuals, although questions are welcomed!!).

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Male x Male, Female x Female, NB x NB, Male x Female, Male x NB, Female x NB, Literally any gender pairing.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Polyamorous Ships!

‧˚₊꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒦꒷‧₊˚⊹

⋆｡‧˚ʚ No ɞ˚‧｡⋆

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 NSFW.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Ships involving the Canon Characters who are 12 and under.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Ships involving Eyeless Jack unless its my OC. I’m overly attached to Eyeless Jack so I can’t see him being with anyone else.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 I wont write Incest scenes, Necrophillia, or any other gross topics. This should be obvious- It’s gross-

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⋆｡‧˚ʚ Characters ɞ˚‧｡⋆

⋆｡‧˚ʚ Will Write ɞ˚‧｡⋆

𖦹 is favourites!

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Toby Erin Rogers (Ticci Toby) 𖦹

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Timothy Wright (Masky) 𖦹

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Sully Woods 𖦹

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Liu Woods 𖦹

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Jackson Tyler Hammerson (Eyeless Jack) 𖦹

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Jeffery Woods

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Sally Williams

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Nina Hopkins

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Cody Rogers (X-Virus)

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Lazari Swann

⋆｡‧˚ʚ Willing to Try ɞ˚‧｡⋆

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Brian Thomas (Hoodie)

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Helen Otis (Bloody Painter)

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Benjamin Lawman (Ben Drowned)

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Lucille-Tiffany Greatfeild (Lulu)

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Alex Kralie

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Jay Merrick (Skully)

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Jane Arkansas

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Natalie Ouellette (Clockwork)

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Laughing Jack

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Jason The Toymaker

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Candypop

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Slenderman

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Zalgo

⋆｡‧˚ʚ Won’t Write For ɞ˚‧｡⋆

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Offenderman

⋆｡‧˚ʚ Original Charaters ɞ˚‧｡⋆

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Ark Willows

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#creepypasta #crp #crp fandom #creepypasta oneshots #creepypasta writing #creepypasta fandom #creepypasta angst #creepypasta Masterlist #masterlist #writing #writing masterlist #sharkarkwrites

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ungodly-amounts-of-godly-trauma · 2 years ago

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major bracket contestants

a whopping 64! see all the teams, the contestants, and the fandoms below. i likely won't be including who's in the teams in the polls due to character limits, but the fandoms will be there. if you want to suggest better team names, my askbox is open!

team greek mythology (greek mythology) consists of odysseus, io, and orpheus

team percy jackson (riordanverse) consists of percy jackson, nico di angelo, luke castellan, apollo/lester papadopoulos, and also the rest of the cast!

gabriel (ultrakill)

orel puppington (moral orel)

teams tma and apotheosis banded together to form: team be not afraid (the magnus archives and just roll with it: apotheosis) consists of jonathan sims, martin blackwood, peter sqloint, thanatos, rumi, and exandroth

quasimodo (the hunchback of notre dame)

volo (pokemon)

anders (dragon age)

team mechanisms (the mechanisms) consists of galahad and drumbot brian

team awakening (fire emblem: awakening) consists of robin and lucina

akito sohma (fruits basket)

jack kennedy (dayshift at freddy's)

kristen applebees (dimension 20: fantasy high)

team cookie run (cookie run: kingdom) consists of white lily cookie and pastry cookie

chosen one (animator-vs-animation 2-5)

the entire cast of midnight mass (midnight mass)

team charlie pc (jrwi: riptide and jrwi: fated) consists of gillion tidestrider and br'aad vengolor

matthias helvar (six of crows)

team genshin (genshin impact) consists of la signora, scaramouche, and kaeya

stanford pines, catra, and adora, banded together to form: team lets go lesbians (gravity falls and she-ra: princesses of power) consists of stanford pines, catra, and adora

zagreus (hades game)

team tgcf (heaven official's blessing/ti guan ci fu) consists of xie lian, qi rong, and he xuan. yikes

team real life (real life) consists of me, you, submitter, and submitter's dad

scp-096 (scp foundation)

team three houses (fire emblem: three houses) consists of all the characters especially byleth!

team free will (supernatural) consists of sam winchester, dean winchester, and castiel

seven brothers (obey me! one master to rule them all)

salem (RWBY)

beverly toegold (not another d&d podcast (NADDPOD))

raven (new teen titans)

team warrior cats (warriors) consists of hollyleaf, lionblaze, jayfeather, ivypool, dovewing, goosefeather, leafpool, shadowsight, and also the rest of the cats!

team steven universe (steven universe) consists of steven universe, pearl, and the corrupted gems

sister carpenter (the silt verses)

team botw (breath of the wild) consists of link and zelda

lloyd garmadon (ninjago)

all of the boiling isles especially hunter (the owl house)

jack harkness (doctor who/torchwood)

team we know the devil (we know the devil) consists of neptune, venus, and jupiter

the hollow knight (hollow knight)

hyness (kirby: star allies)

edward and alphonse elric (fullmetal alchemist)

casey jones jr (rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles)

the outsider (dishonored)

five pebbles (rain world)

town of hatchetfield (hatchetfield) consists of literally everyone!

the holy quintet (puella magi madoka magica) consists of homura akemi, madoka kamane, sayaka miki, kyouko sakura, and tomoe mami

yuna (final fantasy x)

arthur lester (malevolent)

aziraphale and crowley (good omens)

marble hornets cast (marble hornets) specifically jay, tim, alex, and brian

team critical (critical role) consists of kashaw “kash” vesh and vax’ildan

norman minecraft (ghost and pals)

team trigun and team traumageddon banded together to form: four gays in a trenchcoat (trigun and bungou stray dogs) consists of vash the stampede, nicholas wolfwood, chuuya nakahara, and atsushi nakajima but then they joined hands with yoo joonghyuk and kim dokja to form: six gays in a trenchcoat (trigun and bungou stray dogs and omniscient reader's viewpoint) consists of vash the stampede, nicholas wolfwood, chuuya nakahara, atsushi nakajima, yoo joonghyuk, and kim dokja

kfc dreemurrs (undertale and deltarune) consists of kris, frisk, and chara dreemurr

team princess (princess tutu) consists of ahiru and fakir

vector (yugioh)

nicolo di genova (the old guard)

team bible (the bible) consists of jesus christ himself and the devil aka satan aka lucifer!

niko (oneshot)

team mistborn (mistborn) consists of vin and sazed

MYSTERY CONTESTANT (mystery fandom) consists of many mystery people

#masterpost #(un)godly trauma #major masterpost #major bracket

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just-a-beatlemaniac69 · 2 years ago

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Masterlist

My Rules:

Platonic:🤍

Fluff:💕

Angst:💙

Hurt/comfort:❤️‍🩹

Good omens 🐍🍎:

Aziraphale:

Crowley:

Aziracrow x reader:

What We Do in the Shadows 🦇:

Lazlo Cravensworth:

Nadja of Antipaxos:

Nandor the Relentless:

Colin Robinson:

Guillermo:

Queen 🎤:

Freddie Mercury:

Brian May:

Roger Taylor:

John Deacon:

The Beatles 🎸🥁:

Ringo Starr:

John Lennon:

Paul McCartney:

George Harrison:

David Bowie ⚡️ :

Harry Potter ⚯͛:

Ron Weasley:

Harry Potter:

Hermione Granger:

Remus Lupin:

Remus Lupin as your uncle 💕🤍

Sirius black:

Sirius black as your dad 💕🤍

Percy Jackson:

Annabeth Chase:

Grover Underwood:

Luke Castellan:

Clarisse Lu Rue:

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cr33pz-mck3nna · 2 months ago

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Canon x Oc ships in Monsters AU

Do not interact if you have a problem with canon x oc ships or with the sexualities of my versions of the crps, be aware that "canon" only means the crps from my au, they are not actually the canon versions as I do not write for the canon versions

Just because there is canon ships doesn't mean I will not write x reader or relationship headcanons about these characters

Jackson Nelson/Eyeless Jack x Charlotte "Cookie" DeMarco

Sexualities: Jack = Bisexual, Cookie = Bisexual

Jeffery Warren Roberts/Jeff the Killer x Rose McGee

Sexualities: Jeff = Straight, Rose = Bisexual

EXES!!(of Jeff ofc)

Diana Edwards/Nyx Shepherd

Nina Cargile/Nina the Killer

Nina Cargile/Nina the Killer x Diana Edwards/Nyx Shepherd

Sexualities: Nina = Pansexual, Nyx = Pansexual

Jane Cargile/Jane the Killer x Catherine Mary Harkness

Sexualities: Jane = Lesbian, Catherine = Lesbian

Laurence Brian Davis/Hoodie x Sal Gracie

Sexualities: Brian = Pansexual, Sal = Pansexual

Tobias Erin Rogers/Ticci Toby x "Lally"

Sexualities: Toby = Pansexual, Lally = Bisexual

Let me know if you would like to hear more about my ocs! Tata for now my lovely little gremlins! -Creepz

#creepypasta #fanfic #accepting requests #creepypasta au #don't like don't interact #don't like don't read #i'm bored #asks open #my version #pls reblog #canon x oc #canon x self insert

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blondejellykitty · 6 months ago

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୨୧ heaven is a place on earth with you ୨୧

navigation

₊ ♡ ˚⊹ PJO UNIVERSE

₊ ♡ ˚⊹ SLENDERVERSE

₊ ♡ ˚⊹ MARAUDERS ERA

₊ ♡ ˚⊹ CALL OF DUTY

all for you, my dear | russell adler x reader | multi fandom | birthday special

₊ ♡ ˚⊹ KAOS

all for you, my dear | dionysus x reader | multi fandom | birthday special

₊ ♡ ˚⊹ DC COMICS

only for you | damian wayne x reader | valentines special

୨୧ when i get to heaven please let me bring my man ୨୧

#masterlist #blondejellykitty

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blast0rama · 2 years ago

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That Marvel Ultimate Universe You Like, It’s Going To Come Back In Style

EW.com:

Ultimate Marvel changed everything. Launched in 2000, the comics imprint from the major superhero publisher reimagined iconic characters like Spider-Man and the X-Men as if they had been freshly invented at the dawn of the 21st century. The goal was to energize readers who might be intimidated by decades of publication history, and it succeeded. In particular, artist Bryan Hitch’s work with writer Mark Millar on The Ultimates made the Avengers cool and provided a useful blueprint for the eventual Marvel Cinematic Universe (from inventing the Chitauri aliens to drawing Nick Fury to look like Samuel L. Jackson). More than a decade later, writer Jonathan Hickman brought the Ultimate Marvel universe to an end with Secret Wars.

Now, EW can exclusively reveal that Hickman and Hitch are teaming up for a new comic series, Ultimate Invasion, which will feature elements from the Ultimate Marvel universe. The Maker (an alternate version of Reed Richards) and Miles Morales (perhaps Ultimate Marvel’s most important original character, though he wasn’t created by Brian Michael Bendis and Sara Pichelli until 2011) are both set to play major roles in the story.

I can’t say I had “Marvel Brings Back The Ultimate Universe”, on my bingo card, even what might be a one-off event?

Though, this line sounds ominous…

When Hickman departed X-Men comics with 2021’s Inferno event, he told EW that Marvel had “an expectation for me to write bigger books that have a wider reach than” regular monthly ongoing comics. His tease that Ultimate Invasion will involve “a new way of thinking about and enjoying” Marvel comics seems to fit that bill.

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rulettebitch · 3 days ago

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Sore Loser

The bottle stopped spinning. grinned at him from across the circle, mischief glinting in your eyes. Before he could overthink it—before he could ruin it—you leaned in, and your lips met. Who would imagine Brian Jackson to be such a fuckboy? (This is an AU a year after the movie, he is still a loser)

Chap 1 │ Chap 2 │ Chap 3 │Chap 4 │ Chap 5 │ Chap 6

Chapter 01

The evening air carried the first signs of autumn, crisp and laced with the scent of damp earth and distant cigarette smoke. Above them, the sky stretched endlessly, speckled with stars that seemed brighter now that the summer haze had finally lifted. You walked in step with her friends, the anticipation of the night thrumming through your veins.

It was the start of her second year, yet you still felt like a first-year who had accidentally wandered into the next stage of university life without quite realizing it. There was something unsettling about returning to a place that had once felt new and uncertain, only to find it familiar, almost routine. The nerves, the excitement, the sense of discovery—had all those things faded, or had you simply changed?

You shook the thought away as they rounded the final corner.

The old mansion loomed ahead, bathed in the glow of warm yellow light spilling from its tall windows. It was a house built for elegance but claimed by chaos—a place where generations of students had danced, argued, fallen in and out of love, and stumbled their way through countless nights just like this one.

As they walked down the path toward the mansion, the buzz of excitement from the party ahead filling the air, Helena found herself in conversation with her friends, letting the familiar sounds of their voices soothe her nerves. The cool night air rustled through the trees, adding to the evening’s energy, and you couldn’t help but feel a slight weight lifting off your shoulders as they made their way toward the chaos that awaited inside.

“So, what’s the plan for this semester?” Rachel asked, her voice light with the anticipation of the night ahead. “I mean, we’re back, and it’s time to figure out how to make this year the best one yet.”

You grinned, your thoughts turning inward for a moment. The start of the second year always felt a little different, like stepping into a new chapter where anything was possible. But this time, you knew exactly what you wanted for yourself.

“I was thinking… I want to actually enjoy being single this semester,” you said, your voice more serious than the light-hearted atmosphere of the conversation. “No distractions, no messiness with exes. Just… focus on myself, you know?”

Rachel raised an eyebrow, her tone teasing. “Oh? No ex-boyfriend drama this time around?”

You shook her head, a small laugh escaping your lips. “Exactly. I’m done with that. I just want to have some fun, meet new people, experience college without getting tangled up in the same old emotional entanglements.”

Your friends nodded, some of them in understanding, others with a playful smirk on their faces. They had all seen you through the rollercoaster relationships of the past, each one more complicated than the last. You had often found herself caught between the comfort of familiar faces and the excitement of something new, but this year, you were determined to make her own path.

“I swear, if I get roped into another dramatic situation with some ex of mine, I’ll lose it,” you added with a mock seriousness. “I want to taste the freedom of being single, really get to know the city, maybe even join something new. Like a club or a random activity. Something different.”

“I get it,” Sophie chimed in, nudging you with her shoulder. “You’re going for the real college experience. No emotional baggage, just fun, new friendships, and whatever comes your way.”

You laughed, your thoughts drifting toward what the semester might hold. You had always loved the idea of reinventing herself at the start of each year. Now, it was time to live it out. The freedom to make your own choices, without the weight of past relationships, felt like a breath of fresh air.

“Exactly. No strings attached this time,” you said firmly, a confident smile curving on her lips as they approached the door. “I’m going to find something to keep me entertained this semester, and it’s going to be all about me. No drama, no ex-boyfriends… just freedom.”

Your friends exchanged knowing glances, their expressions filled with amusement and encouragement, and though they all knew it wasn’t going to be as easy as it sounded, they didn’t say a word. Tonight, at least, they were all there to have fun—no distractions, no complications, just a good time.

As they stepped through the heavy wooden door, you was instantly swallowed by the noise—the thumping bass from a speaker shoved into the corner, the rise and fall of conversations overlapping, the occasional burst of laughter that carried over the music.

The air inside was thick with heat, a mix of bodies pressed together in the narrow hallway, of cheap beer and expensive perfume, of voices overlapping in a dozen conversations at once. Someone had dragged an old speaker into the corner, blasting something upbeat and retro, and the living room was already a tangle of people—dancing, drinking, arguing over politics and music and who had stolen whose vodka.

You grinned. This was exactly what you had missed.

You moved through the crowd, nodding at familiar faces—Charlie, who had once tried (and failed) to teach her how to play poker; Anya, who always had a cigarette in one hand and a devastating opinion on film theory in the other. you caught snippets of conversation as you passed:

“I swear, this guy thinks Nietzsche is just a phase—”

”—but if you don’t mix the tequila with lime first, what’s even the point?”

”—we should start a band. No, seriously, I have a name already—”

You laughed to yourself, shaking your head. Same people, same chaos, same wonderful unpredictability.

Familiar faces drifted through the crowd, people you had met in tutorials, at parties, in the queue for coffee before early morning lectures. The eclectic mix of students made the house feel like a living, breathing organism—artists and mathematicians, activists and cynics, the ambitious and the aimless, all thrown together in this chaotic, beautiful mess.

You let yourself be pulled into the madness.

Everyone drank everything that was handed to them—shots lined up along the sticky kitchen counter, cups filled with questionable mixtures of alcohol that burned on the way down. With every drink, the ground beneath her feet felt less stable, the world spinning just slightly faster.

Your friends moved to the makeshift dance floor, disappearing into the writhing mass of bodies swaying to the music. For a while, you let yourself be carried by the rhythm, arms thrown around familiar shoulders, laughter bubbling up between choruses of whatever song had taken over the room.

But eventually, the dizziness became too much. The heat, the movement, the blur of it all—you needed a break.

You slipped away from the crowd, weaving through the house until you reached the garden. The cool air hit her immediately, soothing her flushed skin. Out here, the noise of the party was muffled, reduced to a distant hum.

Near the hedge, a group had gathered in a loose circle, their laughter rising and falling as an empty bottle spun between them.

You recognized a few of them—old roommates, people you had spent late nights cramming with, arguing over which takeaway to order, sharing stolen moments of quiet in the chaos of their first year.

“Hey!” Tom called, grinning as he patted the spot next to him. “Get over here, we need fresh blood.”

You hesitated only for a moment before sinking down beside him, tucking your legs beneath his..

“Spin the Bottle?” You asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Spin the Bottle and Truth or Dare,” Tom corrected. “Double the fun, double the shame.”

You smirked. “Sounds about right.”

The game was already in full swing. The first few rounds were harmless—someone admitted to stealing a professor’s stapler, another confessed to having a crush on their tutor. Dares escalated quickly—Sam was now attempting (and failing) to climb a lamppost, while Sophie had been forced to text her ex something completely mortifying.

Then the bottle spun again, and this time, the choice wasn’t truth or dare.

“Kiss,” someone declared.

A ripple of anticipation moved through the circle. This was what everyone had been waiting for—the moment where the game teetered on the edge of something more.

The bottle was spun again, twirling lazily over the grass, slowing, wobbling—before finally coming to a stop.

You felt her stomach flip as you followed the direction of its neck.

The bottle stopped.

A hush fell over the group, an unspoken tension thick in the air. All eyes flickered in Brian Jackson’s direction, and then—just as quickly—darted away, as if making eye contact with him for too long might somehow be contagious.

You saw it all happen in real-time. The slight furrow of Brian’s brow as he registered what had just happened, the way his shoulders tensed under the weight of everyone’s silence. His reputation at uni wasn’t exactly stellar—people saw him as a bit of an oddball, the kind of guy who spent more time buried in textbooks than talking to actual human beings.

Rumor had it he’d had a fling with Alice Harbinson, though no one took it seriously. Alice had a knack for leveraging her charm for academic gain, and frankly, Brian didn’t seem like the type you’d go for. Maybe he was too awkward, too bookish, too… different.

But that was precisely what intrigued you.

Unlike the rest of the group, who sat in awkward discomfort, waiting for someone—anyone—to break the tension, you studied Brian with quiet curiosity. He wasn’t looking forward to the kiss. He wasn’t grinning like an idiot, or nudging his friends, or pretending to be cocky about it. He just sat there, his fingers lightly tapping against his knee, avoiding eye contact with the group.

“Should I spin it again?” he asked, voice calm but uncertain.

A few people exchanged amused glances. Someone muttered, “God, I’d be so embarrassed.”

That was all you needed to hear.

Just as Brian reached for the bottle to give it another spin, you moved. Without hesitation, you grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards you.

A quick peck on the lips. Nothing dramatic, nothing drawn-out. Just enough to shut everyone up.

For a split second, Brian froze. But then, as if something in him had finally clicked, he smiled against your lips—small at first, uncertain, before leaning in ever so slightly, kissing you back.

His lips were warm and soft, and you hadn’t expected the way your pulse would quicken, or the way his hesitance would melt away so easily. It was still playful, still light, but there was something in the way he responded, in the way he let himself match her energy, that made it feel… effortless.

And just like that, it was over.

You pulled back, a smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth as you reached for the bottle and spun it for the next pair. No dramatics. No teasing remarks. Just a simple, fleeting moment before you leaned back into her place like nothing had happened.

Brian did the same.

Except, from that moment on, you caught him stealing glances when he thought you wouldn’t notice.

At some point you went back to the interior, blurring into a haze of music, laughter, and fleeting moments. The energy of the party seemed to pulse through your veins, each song sending waves of adrenaline as you danced, spinning and laughing with your friends. The chaos of it all—the flashing lights, the pulsating beats, the swarms of people all around her—felt liberating. It was everything you had hoped for, and more.

You kissed a few random faces throughout the night, nothing serious, just a quick thrill, a way to indulge in the freedom you had promised yourself. But there was one kiss that stood out, one that lingered in her memory.

A ginger-haired boy. He had an easy smile and a carefree attitude that matched your mood perfectly. They met by the kitchen, and the moment their eyes locked, something clicked. His playful grin matched the fire of the music, and the next thing you knew, they were tangled in each other’s arms, his lips pressing against yours with a familiar, comfortable intensity. It wasn’t the kind of kiss that lingered with emotional weight, but it was full of heat, full of fun.

You shared a few more kisses through the night—laughing, teasing, your bodies swaying to the rhythm of the music. By the time the party began to wind down, you found herself following him out of the crowded house, your heart still racing from the thrill of it all. There was no agenda, no pressure—just the desire to see where the night would take you.

The walk to his apartment was filled with playful banter and stolen kisses. His hand found its way to yours, fingers intertwining as you walked down the dimly lit streets, your footsteps matching the rhythm of laughter.

“Don’t wake my roommates,” he joked, a mischievous glint in his eye as they reached the entrance of his building. “They’re light sleepers. Trust me.”

You smirked, your thoughts slightly hazy from the alcohol, the music, and the thrill of it all. “I’ll try not to cause a scene,” you teased back, your voice low and playful.

As you made the way up the stairs to his apartment, and with each step, the anticipation built. You could feel the heat between both growing, like electricity charging the air around them. The door creaked as you entered, the quiet of the night wrapping around.

He led you toward his bedroom, his hand at your back guiding you forward. You tried to stifle the laughter, shushing each other in a mix of playfulness and genuine care to avoid waking the sleeping roommates. There was something about the quiet, the secrecy of it all, that made it feel even more thrilling.

Once inside the room, they shared another kiss, deeper this time, your breaths hitching in the quiet of the apartment. His hands roamed, but in that moment, you were both careful—both aware of the boundaries you were tiptoeing across, balancing between playful teasing and the deeper chemistry that had already sparked between.

Chap 1 │ Chap 2 │ Chap 3 │Chap 4 │ Chap 5 │ Chap 6

More chapters will be coming soon!! Still editing!!!Btw I'm still rewritting chapter 5, there might be more chapters, but i'm still not sure...

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youre such a great writer! can u write something about being one of the top girl rockstars in the 70s/80s and having 'rivalry' with queen because you were both rising at the same time until you met the queen boys at a rockstar party and were introduced by michael jackson since he's one of ur bsfs and end up dating roger? im sorry if thats specific i just love ur works!!! thank you :DD

This has to be the most interesting ask I've ever received, thank you. Apologies if you find any mistakes, it’s 1:13am and I’m tired.

- The rivalry between you and Queen is completely petty.

- I mean, yeah sure, you've knocked each other off the charts a couple times, so what? It's bound to happen some time.

- It was around the time when you had released a song you were really proud of, only for it to be knocked off and overshadowed by Bohemian Rhapsody.

- You were particularly sour about the situation in particular because you thought Bohemian Rhapsody was a better song, but you wouldn't dare admit that to anyone.

- Hell, you could barely admit it to yourself.

- Then, later on you'd managed to over shadow something of Queen's, gaining attention from the band.

- Lets start off with something, there were never any insults about talent, more so writing.

- Even then, remarks would always be somewhat subtle.

- "...But I could be doing worse, you know. I could be writing about...oh I don't know, car metaphors, cheese metaphors, stuff like that."

- But both you and Queen knew that the other had undeniable vocal talent, so neither of you even bothered to go in that direction.

- Sometime in early 1980, Michael had talked to you about how he'd met the band a few months prior.

- He partially just did this because he wanted to get a slight rise out of you, but at the same time he didn't quite understand your negative feelings towards the band because they were all very nice.

- You managed to brush it off pretty easily, though Michael was not satisfied.

- Later that year, a little before The Game was released, you and Michael had been invited to a party.

- During said Party, Michael left you.

- To do what? You had no idea, but he was gone.

- Of course, he was still at the party, he couldn't leave you since he was your ride.

- But God, did you wish he'd left when you caught sight of him in the distance subtly scanning the room for you while conversating with Freddie fucking Mercury.

- But by that time they were too close for you to do anything about it.

- "Y/N, I have someone for you to meet."

- Michael sat there with a shit eating grin on his face, his malicious intent not matching his sweet and innocent speaking voice whatsoever.

- When Freddie finally looked up to see you, you could somehow hear him over all the side conversations around the room as he said 'Oh, dear God,' under his breath.

- His tone of voice didn’t seem to hide any sort of intimidation, it was more of ‘oh I don’t want to talk to this person at all.’

- You smiled and shook his hand;

- "Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Mercury."

- That was possibly the most respect you had ever mustered up for someone you didn't really like.

- Even more surprise went through your body when he responded with his own polite greeting.

- "I was just talking to Freddie here about an album that he and his band have been working on. When did you say it should come out?" "June." "June. Y/N, do you wanna come with me to see one of their shows for the album?"

- He knew what he was doing.

- Your mouth opened to respond, but you found yourself both taken aback at how rehearsed the entire situation seemed, and also struggling to come up with an excuse to not see them live.

- "I, uh, I actually have some pretty important sessions coming up in June following into July, I doubt I'd have time."

- Freddie looked pretty amused.

- "What a shame, I'm sure the boys would love to see you there."

- Michael hummed in acknowledgment, trying not to laugh at Freddie’s little passive aggressive comment.

- You decided you would completely ignore his comment, and try and be nice.

- "Michael did tell me that your bassist showed him an impressive riff, would that be featured somewhere on this album?”

- Again, Freddie looked a bit amused.

- He was starting to wonder if you really didn't like him or if it was just something you kept up for people's entertainment.

- That thought didn’t linger though.

- The deeper the three of you got in conversation, the less tense it became.

- Somewhere along the line you and Freddie starting joking with each other, that's when Michael decided he was happy with what he had started.

- Then he remembered there were three other members of the band that he had yet to even see at the party.

- Just as that thought planted itself in his mind, the remaining three came from upstairs and began to make their way closer to where you, Michael, and Freddie now sat talking to each other.

- First one to catch sight of the three of you was Roger.

- He didn't process that you were the one talking to Freddie.

- "Hey, there's Freddie." "Oh good, I was worried, he's been gone for a while." "Is that Y/N L/N?"

- John pointed at you laughing with Freddie and Michael, Brian and Roger's mouths started to slightly hang open.

- "What the fuck." "This is literal treason,"

- They walked over to the three of you, then sat down on the coffee table in front of the couch you sat on.

- You were the first to notice.

- Your soul pretty much took a swift exit out of your body.

- You were not expecting to turn to see Roger Taylor giving you a death stare.

- Once Freddie noticed his bandmates sat in front of him, he simply greeted them as if he hadn't just been caught having a laugh with his presumed rival.

- "Wanna introduce us to your new friends?"

- There was a very unidentifiable look hidden in Brian's eyes, you'd thought that he would look a tad bit more disapproving of Freddie befriending you, but most of what you saw seemed to be intrigue.

- "Well you know this is Y/N L/N, she’s very funny. You already know Michael,”

- Freddie looked very happy with himself.

- Roger looked the most interested out of all of them, probably because he had the least distaste for you out of all of them.

- If anything he pretended to not like you.

- He had your records, he had one or two posters of you somewhere in his home, things like that.

- But he did his very best to not show his slight excitement that Freddie's resentment for you was coming to an end.

- Although you would still have to somehow get Brian to like you, he wasn't really a fan of the small comments you'd made in the past about his writing.

- "Hello, it's lovely to meet you three."

- You gave them the same smile and hand shake, you caught the slight hesitation in Brian's hand as he moved to shake your hand.

- You were grateful for John not being as petty as the rest of you, either that or he was just really good at pretending to like people.

- You started off with something simple.

- "I love your hair."

- Thank god Brian had nice hair, or else you would have had to visibly search his person for something to compliment him on.

- He gave a small smile, said thank you.

- Alright, tougher than you'd thought.

- Thank God Freddie and Michael started talking, or else you never would have gotten through the night.

- By the end of the night you were all friends? You think?

- It's hard to say when you all rivaled each other for so long.

- When you drove home later that night, Michael was like a mom after taking her child to get a flu shot or something.

- "That wasn't so bad, was it? I told you they were nice people," "Yeah Michael, they were lovely."

- You were half asleep by that time.

- You did end up going to see Queen live in July with Michael.

- The two of you had wonderful seats, backstage passes, everything.

- You enjoyed the show, when you got backstage the band looked pretty surprised to see the two of you.

- For all they knew, that entire night at the party could have been an act, but the fact you paid for a backstage pass?

- It definitely made them not doubt you as much as they originally had.

- You talked to Roger about how much you loved his background vocals, he was very flattered, you very much inflated his ego.

- You were one of his favorite vocalists, you did not need to be complimenting him as much as you were.

- You also went on about how good his drumming was, and how you felt drummers deserve more recognition.

- "It's like people think just because your're behind a drumset and they can't see you then you don't deserve as much recognition as the others,"

- He was smiling and nodding like no one had ever said this to him before.

- You were very much on his good side at this point.

- I mean, you pretty much started on his good side for the most part (other than some comments you'd made about his beloved car song in interviews), but by this time you were much farther along that good side than before.

- He started staring at you when you went on to talk to the other members, then got caught doing so by John."

- "It's rude to stare, Rog."

- Roger didn't even process the situation, and he wouldn't process it.

- Nope, instead John would be left to himself, continuing to watch with a small smile as Roger continued to look at you every now and then.

- Before you had to leave, Freddie told you that he would call you as soon as the tour was over if you wanted to record something together.

- You were up for the idea, you took the little slip of paper that he'd written the address on and then left the venue with Michael.

- Given a year, in September of 1981, near everything had changed.

- You and the band were very close friends, Roger had just asked you out on a date for what would only be the first of many.

- By the time Hot Space came out you and Roger were a fully fledged couple (which was also pretty good advertising since you collaborated with Queen on a song in Hot Space).

- Michael is very humble when it comes to questions about his involvement with you and Queen.

- "Well we were at a party and I thought it would be fun to introduce them. If I'm being honest, I didn't really expect it to turn out so successful." "Did you have any idea that Roger and Y/N would ever end up together?" "No, not really. Not until she started talking about him more than usual, and they like to stare at each other. But other than that, I was clueless. But they are a very adorable couple. I'm glad I was able to introduce them."

- The interviews that you and Queen have together are pretty entertaining.

- "Well didn't you all supposedly hate each other about two years ago?" "Well yes darling, but that was two years ago." "I never hated Y/N." "You didn't seem to fond of her when she made fun of your car song," "I'll have you know John, that I have changed my mind completely and that car song is held very close to my heart." "You might want to be careful then, you might go into cardiac arrest." “See, they’re so cheesy. We’ve got to put up with this nearly 24/7.”

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