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williamswifey · 2 years ago

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hiiii! i have been loving your bella fics and i was just wondering if you take requests? just imagine bella playing on the playstation or switch and being mesmerized by how their hands and fingers touch the buttons and then getting oddly turned on by it? and they notice you get a certain way watching how their thumb rolls over the joystick just like how they do it to you 🫣

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒- 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐘

pairing ; bella ramsey x fem!reader

summary ; bella gets a ps5, and you can’t help but get carried away watching their skillful fingers play.

content warnings ; sexual themes, minors dni !!!

a/n ; 18+ content !! while there is no smut, there is definitely suggestive themes so if please sit this oneshot out if this type of content isn’t your thing <3

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bella had mentioned wanting to play the last of us recently. you, being the wonderful girlfriend you were, decided to surprise bella one morning.

with the help of your friend, you had hooked up a brand new ps5 to your tv in you and bella’s living room, and you had the last of us game wrapped in wrapping paper, an adorable little bow against the gift.

bella had been busy lately, and you let them sleep in. you were still in your pajamas, cooking breakfast; the heavenly smell of french toast wafting in the air.

you were humming to yourself, jumping slightly when you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist. bella placed their head into the crook of your neck, a hum slipping past their lips.

“breakfast smells delicious, babe,” bella murmured, pressing a kiss to your jaw.

you smiled.

mornings with bella were your favorite. the silence of the day still hung in the air, along with soft conversations held over breakfast.

you and bella were just finishing your meals, when you jumped to your feet. bella looked at you, afraid something was wrong, but they quickly saw the smile that graced your cheeks seconds later, and awaited to see what it was that had you so excited.

“i almost forgot!” you began, “i have a surprise for you.”

bella tilted their head.

“is that right?” they said, as you grabbed their hand and led them to the living room.

bella took a seat on the couch as you slipped the wrapped gift into their hand.

“wow, it even has a fancy bow,” bella giggled out.

you sat on your heels as you awaited their reaction.

they looked at the game in their hand, speechless. they glanced at you, then back at the game, not saying anything.

you sighed, running a hand down your face at their reaction.

“crap. you hate it.”

bella looked at you with wide eyes, shaking their head as they suddenly grabbed you into a bone crushing hug.

“not at all. i love it, you remembered!” bella gushed, “thank you, thank you, thank you!”

***

it had taken a little over twenty minutes to set up the game, and you and bella had set up camp on the couch.

there was a small bowl of popcorn as you rested your head against their shoulder, and they were immersed in the graphics of the game. you breathed in bella’s signature scent of cinnamon and musk as you bit down on your bottom lip.

something else, however, had caught your eye. your eyes were focused on their hands, their ring-cladded fingers that were ever so delicately grazing over the controller’s button.

you noticed the way the veins in their hands popped out every time they flexed their thumb, their slim fingers holding the controller so effortlessly.

your brain wandered to a place of not-so-innocent thoughts, where those fingers had been before…and you knew all too well of what they could do.

you let a sigh slip past your lips, one bella took notice of.

“you alright there, darling?” bella asked, their tone light hearted as they chuckled, but you could hear the undertones of concern in their voice.

“hm?” you said, trying to get rid of the blush on your face, “yeah.”

just thinking about our late night shenanigans. your skilled fingers. no biggie.

“you sure?” bella asked again.

you nodded.

“mhm,” you said, tone going hazy as bella’s attention was no longer on the game, but you instead.

you had that look in your eye, one that bella would recognize anywhere. your bottom lip was puffy from biting down on it, and your pupils were larger than normal.

“i think there’s something in your mind, yeah?” bella said, briefly detaching themself from you as they adjusted your position.

your blushed deepened, and you shook your head.

“no,” you squeaked.

“tell me, love,” bella began, voice husky and low, “what’s on your mind?”

you didn’t reply, and felt bella hook their finger beneath your chin.

“what was that? use your words, darling, and tell the truth.”

bella’s words made your core flutter. you loved when they were demanding, yet still so gentle.

“iwasthinkingaboutyourhands,” you mumbled, and bella chuckled.

“didn’t quite catch that, y/n/n.”

this was bella’s game with you. it had begun, and it was your turn.

“i said…i was thinking about your hands.”

“ah, i see,” bella flexed their hands, veins popping out as you bit down against your lip, “these old things?”

you nodded.

“my naughty girl,” bella scolded tauntingly, suddenly leaning forward to whisper in your ear.

“thinking about where they’ve been, is that right? how they’ve made you feel? how they’ve made you come…undone?”

you nodded pitifully.

“mhm.” you replied, head going to the crook of their neck.

bella chuckled once more, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. they cupped your face in their hands, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“you’re needy,” they commented, “let me help you out.”

it’s safe to say the game was long forgotten after that.

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adorethedistance · 2 years ago

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The Late Late Show - Bella Ramsey x Reader (18+)

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Warnings: (18+ only minors DNI) afab reader, smut, swearing, teasing, lmk if there’s anything else I missed.

Words: 2697

Summary: After a promotional appearance on the Late Late show, you and Bella confess your feelings for one another; your skepticism causes them to prove just how much they like you back.

A/N: It’s almost 1 am. I don’t feel like proof reading this. I want to be done with it. SO here we are LMAO. In all seriousness I’m really stoked on this piece and I hope y’all like it. It’s been a while since I’ve written a full smut so I’m a little rusty.

Pedro, Bella, and I are on the Late Late Show to promote season 2 of The Last of Us, and Mr. James Corden had the incredible idea to make us play ‘spill your guts or fill your guts’. In rehearsal the questions were all mundane and simple to keep the surprises for the actual show. Now that the questions are real, my anxiety has skyrocketed and I anxiously await my turn. So far, Pedro has had a sip of bird saliva and Bella has confessed who their least favorite person to work with in their career was. Now it’s my turn and I’m almost too anxious to comprehend the words coming out of anyone’s mouth. Bella turns the table slowly, watching my face and gauging my reactions to each food as it goes by.

“Y/n.”

“Hm.”

“For this question, I will give you…” They pause to think for a moment, “The one thousand year old egg.” I fight the urge to gag and Bella laughs deviously. They noticed the way I was particularly disturbed by it when we reviewed all the food options on the table for the camera. Bella laughs their adorable laugh after reading the question written on the cue card; I can’t stop the fake frown that’s appeared on my face.

“Which of mine and Pedro’s acting performances were the worst, and why?” The audience erupts into laughter, cheers, and groans as I contemplate how I can answer this question. “There is no way in hell I’m eating that.”

“Then you’ve got to answer.”

“I don’t know! I think you guys aren’t capable of bad performances.”

“Booooo.”

“Why are you booing me?!” I screech in surprise although I can’t help the smile forming on my face. Pedro jumps in,

“That’s a cop-out!”

“That is such a cop-out answer!” Bella laughs, biting their lip and resting their elbows on the table, displaying their hands that are sparsely decorated with rings.

“Why are you guys teaming up on me? This is so unfair. James, do something!”

“My hands are tied-”

“No, they are not it’s your show!”

“That one thousand year old egg isn’t getting any younger,” Bella quips, a devious smirk adorning their features. More laughter from the audience and I look back at Bella with pleading eyes. They raise their eyebrows to taunt me, clearly enjoying how I’m scrambling for answers. I bite the inside of my cheek and playfully glare. Another eyebrow quirk from Bella. On national television?

I cave, “Oh god. Okay, uh, Pedro. Maybe Mando? Since you’ve got the helmet on and we can’t really see your face emote a lot?”

“Kind of a cheat answer but I’ll leave it be,” Bella teases.

“Bella… Maybe Judy since you didn’t have too much on screen time so you weren’t given a lot to work with?” I attempt to calm my breathing as I wait for the other three to either approve or disapprove my answers. The jury is pleased with my response and I’m saved from eating the egg in front of me that is literally black and green.

We continue another rotation of questions going around the table until James takes us to commercial break. Bella, Pedro, and I stand from the table and head back to the couch for our actual interview portion of the show. It’s the last segment before we’re wrapped and I can’t wait to be finished so I can get out of this makeup and borderline black tie attire.

James gives us the standard questions that come with promoting a show and I find myself struggling to stay present. The way Bella moves their hands and the numerous rings that adorn their fingers are eternally captivating.

I want to just reach out and grab it. To hold their hand in mine and exist like that for as long as we possibly could. I want to hold them in my own and kiss them to show how much I care. I want to clench around their hands as I scream their name loud enough for anyone to hear. I want to bite down on exposed skin as they fuck me and tell me I’m their good girl. I crave Bella. I’ve always craved Bella.

“I think we’ve lost her. Y/n?” I hear James’ voice bring me back down to earth. My cheeks are a thousand degrees warmer as I realize I’ve been caught, lost in the fantasy of what it would be like to belong to Bella.

“What?” I ask when I zone back in. Everyone in the room laughs and I try to blink away my embarrassment.

“You play Dina, correct?”

“I do, yes.”

“This is a new character for this season, what can you tell us about her?”

“Yeah, so Dina is Ellie’s love interest in this part of the story,” I proceed to tell James the same basic spiel that I give every interviewer and he listens intently. He asks a few more questions about the characters and what it was like for the three of us to work closely on set. The interview goes over fun, smooth, and funny and before we knew it, the show was wrapped shortly after. Bella disappears almost immediately in search of a bathroom, leaving me with Pedro as James begins talking with one of his producers.

“Are you okay?” Pedro nudges my shoulder to get my attention. I nod rapidly which does not at all minimize his suspicion.

“Yeah, I’m totally good.”

“You were in space for the entire interview. What’s up?” He asks sincerely. Is this something I should tell him? Is this something I shouldn’t tell him? I’m at a loss for direction but Pedro’s reassuring smile reminds me that he is probably the best confidant on planet earth.

“It’s about Bella…” I start off slowly.

“Yeah, you really seem to like them.”

“SHHHH! Why would you say that so loud?!” I whisper shout which if anything draws more attention to us.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry.” Pedro holds both hands up to try and ease my anxiety and I drop my shoulders to try and reel everything back in.

“You’re right, though. I do really like them.”

“Apparently.”

“So what do I do?”

“What do you mean?”

I scowl, “What do you mean what do I mean?”

“It’s obvious they like you as well.” I tilt my head back incredulously.

“What are you talking about?” Pedro laughs heartily before responding,

“I may not be the smartest person in the room but I’m not an idiot. I see how you look at each other. How they look at you.” My heart flutters with excitement. “It’s a huge crush if I’ve ever seen one.”

“Well, what do I do then?” I ask, and we’re back to square one. Pedro shakes his head at my obliviousness.

“You tell them you like them and then kiss!” He says as if it’s the simplest thing in the world. Ever the optimist. As I open my mouth to speak, I cut myself off to see Bella has rejoined the three of us. A quaint smile paints their face and my heart flutters again tenfold.

“What’d I miss?”

“Not much from me but Y/n has something to say.” I go wide-eyed and look at Pedro in panic. If looks could kill he would be a dead man this instant. Bella nods at me expectantly and I feel a rush of anxiety in my core. I do my best to cover up the fact that I’m taking a deep breath to soothe my nerves.

“We should go somewhere… not… here.” Bella laughs at the peculiar rhythm of my speech but agrees and follows me backstage. In the dressing room that we shared when getting ready, I flick the switch that lights up the perimeter of lightbulbs around the vanity mirror. Bella senses the tension that’s practically radiating off of me and closes the door behind us.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m okay I just-” I trail off in search of the right words.

“...You just what?” Bella asks, gently.

Moment of truth.

“I really like you, Bella. And it’s okay if you don’t feel the same way. I’m anxious that bombarding you with this information could scare you away, and then we wouldn’t be friends anymore because it would be too awkward. So then I’d be losing not just my best friend, but also just you as a person and I’d hate for that to happen because I like you as a person too and I-”

“I’ve been waiting for this conversation.” Bella says smugly.

“-Have been so worried about- wait what?” As my whole rambling rant lead me to look down, my head snaps back up. “You’ve been waiting for this?”

“Mhm.”

“Would you care to share with the class?” I ask, facetiously causing them to laugh at the sarcasm.

“Pedro and I actually had a bet going for how long it would take you.” I frown at their words and blink away my confusion. Bella drops the smug smile. They stare at me and I feel my face heat up being under their intense gaze.

“You… don’t like me back?” I say, my heart sinking in panic as I had just bared my soul to them.

“Of course I like you back.”

“Well, don’t say that like it was obvious!”

“I made it pretty obvious.”

“No, you didn’t!”

“We spent Valentine’s day together.”

I open my mouth to protest but close it to consider maybe it wasn’t just a ‘Galentine’s’ hang out.

“But-”

“We literally woke up spooning when we had that sleepover.” I blink. Once, twice, and then shut my eyes completely to block out the visual of Bella’s face as I come to the same conclusion.

“Yeah, I guess it was pretty outright.” They simply nod a yes and I feel the weight of the world lifted off of my shoulders at once. “So, you like me?”

“Oh my god-” Bella rolls their eyes, and swiftly comes over to grab my face in their hands and kiss me passionately. Their lips on mine are the symphony of an orchestra that I’ve long awaited. Each movement of our lips, the rhythmic richness of percussion. Their hands tracing down the silhouette of my body, the sensuality of the brass. A desire-filled rush of blood coursing through my entire body, the serenity of the woodwinds. And the intensity of our feelings for one another becoming intertwined into one energy, the complexity of the strings.

I’m fully floating on cloud nine, drifting further and further away from the Earth and into the ethereality of Bella. The kiss started passionately and quickly becomes heated as the two of us revel in our lust for one another.

Bella grips my hair in their hand at the base of my neck, tugging the handful to break the kiss and tilt my chin upwards. They take the new access to kiss and suck the skin of my neck. Grazing their teeth over my larynx, biting into the side and sucking a harsh, clean mark into the exposed flesh. I groan and the sheer eroticism and grip the vanity counter behind me.

Bella’s ringed fingers gently grasp my hips, pushing me back to lean on the counter with more of my weight. They abandon the task of marking me, grabbing the fabric of my dress, pulling it up and cradling the hem of it in their hands at my hip sockets. All the while, they had sunken down to the floor, lustful eyes watching my face as they kneel on the floor.

“Can I?” They ask and I quickly nod yes as my mouth was too dry to form a verbal response. Lifting the hem of the evening dress over their head, Bella bites another hickey into my inner thigh. I squeak at the sensation. It hurts so good.

“Shhh. You’ve gotta stay quiet.” I nod rapidly as reassurance, temporarily forgetting they can’t see my face.

“Got it, sorry.”

“It’s okay, babygirl.” Bella then hooks their fingers into the waistband of the underwear I was wearing. “This okay?”

“Yeah,” I sigh out, anticipation dripping from my voice. They drop the garment to the floor and have me step one foot out of them. My left leg stays anchored on the ground as a point of support since the counter likely wouldn’t hold my entire body weight. Bella guides my right leg up and over their shoulder before they trace their tongue over my glistening core. I whimper out a noise of relief and my head drops back, readying myself for the ride of my life.

Their tongue traces through the folds, trailing up to draw my clit in their mouth. I let out a languorous moan. In an attempt to regulate my breathing, I pull in a deep breath of bliss. Bella expertly devours me and I feel myself pulsating from arousal. Judging by the smug hum of laughter I’m guessing they could feel the movement as well.

I grab the fabric of my dress around my thighs and lift the layers to keep Bella from practically suffocating. They continue, unphased. A euphoric cry escapes my lips when Bella presses two tantalizing fingers inside of me. My hand quickly covers my mouth to try and conceal the undeniable bliss of their hand working in tandem with their mouth. Each stroke of their fingers elicits a ragged moan from my throat and I fight so hard to remain quiet. Then, Bella’s mouth pulls off of my clit with an audible smack.

“Are you gonna be a good girl and come for me?” They ask earnestly and I nod rapidly. Anything to please them. The frantic nature of my response is satisfactory enough and they resume sucking on my swollen clit. I’m almost overstimulated from the pleasure of their mouth working with the rhythmic curling of their fingers. My moans increase tempo as I continue chasing the high. Bella beatifically bobs their head, moving faster to bring me closer to the edge.

Their fingers curve so perfectly against my g-spot and I fight the need to cry out in untamable pleasure. Stimulating the spot brings me closer and closer. I hold the collected fabric of my dress skirt in my left arm, and frantically reach down with my right. Bella masterfully maintains their pace, mouth and fingers working together while their other hand reaches up to interlace their fingers with mine. The thoughtful gesture is arousing in itself and I find my orgasm come to a peak.

I reside in this high for a moment before the waves of pleasure come crashing down over me. I finish with a strangled sob of gratification. Bella’s pace slows but they continue working me through the orgasm until the feeling passes. Once my clit stops pulsating, I feel them pull their mouth off of me with a most sinful pop. They leave our hands intertwined, but take the hand that was inside of me and lift the wet fingers to their lips, sucking off my remaining juices with great pleasure. I can’t help the laugh that escapes me, partly from disbelief but mostly from the residual high. They lock eyes with me and smile innocently, as if they hadn’t just sucked the life out of me in the best way possible.

Bella then wraps both arms around me and holds my body as tightly to their own as they can without hurting me. I then realize they’re doing this because my legs are trembling and they’re allowing me to use them as support. I’m grateful for the attentiveness and melt in their arms, wrapping my own around their shoulders. They hold me like this for a few minutes, and I smile knowing they would have remained there for hours if I’d asked them to.

“You were so good for me, pretty girl.” The praise is of the utmost comfort and I tuck my face into the crook of their neck. Placing soft, practically indebted kisses on their skin serves as a ‘thank you’ since I’m still very much recovering.

“I love being the only one to make you feel this good.”

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x-aefx · 1 year ago

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★PRIORITY - BELLA RAMSEY

Bella Ramsey x y/n

Summary; Bella would much rather spend time alone with you then at a party.

You loved Bella and you loved their friends, but after a long day at work you preferred to go straight to bed then be at a party.

The loud sound of music was the first thing to greet you when you approached your shared home, then the smell of alcohol and then the multiple bodies inside your home.

You pushed through crowds of people as you tried to locate your partner. Finally you found them, standing in a group of three in a quiet enough spot. You figured it would be rude not to say hi.

Bella saw you approach, a large grin forming on their face their eyes met yours. They waved enthusiastically at you.

Noticing the gesture, Bella's friends turned to look at you. Each smiling friendly at you. You smiled back.

You walked over to Bella, interlocking your hands as they pecked your lips.

"Y/N! It's been so long, where have you been?" A new face entered the conversation, joining the circle as they stood beside Amy. It was your friend Leah. She was right it had been nearly three weeks since you seen her. You two never went that long without talking.

You plastered your best smile even if you didn't feel it. Your eyes threatened to close as exhaustion was creeping down onto you.

"I've been busy with work. Sorry, I should've gotten in touch." You apologised. You meant every word. You missed being around friends, however you were practically half asleep right now.

"Don't worry about it, I understand." Leah smiled genuinely, waving off your apology.

Bella traced their thumb against your hand. The action making it harder to keep yourself awake.

A new topic of conversation arose, everyone engaged in it. You took their distraction to excuse yourself.

"I think I'm going to head to bed. I can barely keep my eyes open." You whispered into Bella's ear, only for them to hear.

Bella looked at you with worry. "Want me to come with? I can end the party."

You shook your head in response.

"no need. I can sleep through anything. And you should enjoy yourself with everyone, I don't need a babysitter." You kissed their cheek before they could argue back. A shy smile crept onto their face from the action.

Leaving Bella with their friends you made your way upstairs to your bedroom. Everyone at the party were all close friends of you and Bella, no one was seriously drunk and you trusted each of them to leave on their own and without a mess. It wasn't the first time a party was held in this house.

Shutting the bedroom door behind you helped to muffle out the sound of music and conversation.

Quickly and quietly you changed into your pajamas and got ready for bed.

There was no better feeling than crawling into bed after a long day. Wrapping yourself under the duvet you lay on your side and closed your eyes to try fall asleep.

The door creaked as it opened, the noise no longer muffled and light from the hall poured into the bedroom. It disappeared instantly once the door was shut.

You looked up in confusion.

"Bella? I told you-"

"I want to be here, with you." They cut you off before you could try persuade them to leave.

Bella changed into their own pajamas quickly and brushed their teeth before eagerly getting into bed beside you. You couldn't help but smile.

Immediately, you were pulled closer to them with your head laying on their chest and their arm wrapped around your waist securely.

It was peaceful.

Just you and Bella.

Your limbs were tangled with theirs, you could hear every beat of their heart and feel every breath they took. You couldn't imagine a more perfect place or feeling then being with Bella. Just the two of you.

Bella placed multiple kisses on your face. You felt your face heat up, you burried your face in their shoulder so they wouldn't see your blush.

Bella giggled at you shyness.

"I love you. " they whispered.

You couldn't control your smile from widening. You felt your heart skip a beat and the butterflies in your stomach grow.

"I love you too." You responded quietly but Bella heard. They pulled you closer to them, you didn't even think that was possible.

You never felt happier or more at peace than you did with Bella.

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obsessedelusional · 2 years ago

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Bella’s Streamer Girlfriend

paring ✦ Bella Ramsey x fem!reader

summary ✦ Bella is exhausted from their constant travel for work. As her partner who just so happens to be a famous streamer you suggest they move in with you. What happens when Bella accidentally goes live showing you streaming? this is a request

word count ✦ 2,202

authors note ✦ hope y’all enjoy appreciate everyone one of you ilyyyyyy

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“Why don’t you just move in with me?” You suggest, a thought you’ve had for several months now just now finally making it out into existence. Bella had been fretting over how tiring all the travel has become.

“What?” Bella asks.

“Well we’ve been dating for two years and you’re always here anyways so..” Your voice trails off thinking you’ve said too much.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah I mean there’s not much room but we’ll figure it out. We can move my stream set up into the guest bedroom.” Bella doesn’t respond fast enough causing you to panic. Before you can ramble some more or even worse take it back she responds.

“Yes.” Bella says nodding her head.

“Yes? Like yes you want move in with me?”

“Yes.” She grins softly realizing what she’s just agreed to. Bella closes the distance between you two throwing her arms around your waist. Hugging you, slightly elevating you from the ground emitting laughter from you.

“How wicked? I get to live in LA with my beatuiful streamer girlfriend?”

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Bella was the first to make a move two years ago. After finding out they got the role of Ellie in The Last of Us tv adaptation they poorly attempted to play the game. After failing the first part several times they opened YouTube. Your video of you playing the original game long ago is the first one.

Their attraction to you is immediate. Binging your videos lead to a follow on instagram. No idea who Bella Ramsey was but you followed back anyways seeing they were verified. Finding them attractive and your beliefs aligning with theirs so proudly displayed on their profile. Bella is silent with their crush on you until one fateful day.

An interview after Bella’s announced to play Ellie:

“Fans are so excited to see this iconic game come to life on television. Did you know anything about the game before your audition?”

“I knew of it. Like I had heard about it before but I never played it myself.” Bella responds to the interviewer.

“Have you played it yet?”

“No. I tried to but I’m not really a gamer. I played the first twenty minutes before giving up and watching gameplay.”

“Gameplay?”

“Yeah uh this girl on YouTube. Her name is Y/N. Shout out to her cause I watched her play the game. She’s a twitch streamer. She was so good at the game and she’s really…” Bella’s stops talking mid sentence as they realize they’ve said too much.

—

It’s an late night as you live stream. Just chatting with viewers before you hop into the lobby when your feed gets flooded with comments about Bella talking about you.

“Bella Ramsey? Sounds familiar. What did they say?” Your busy scrolling through chat and racking your brain trying to connect the dots.

“It’s Ellie Williams in the tv adaptation.” You say out loud reading a chat. One of your mods sends you the link so you can react to it live on your stream.

“Should I watch it? Everyone’s saying yes. Okay I will react to it.” The link opens up to a YouTube video of a zoom meeting type interview. As the video plays you recognize the short haired brunette as the random famous person that followed you on instagram months ago.

“There’s no way. I didn’t know they were playing Ellie.” You smile watching your screen not paying much attention to chat. It gets to the point where Bella mentions watching gameplay instead of actually playing the game.

“Yeah uh this girl on YouTube. Her name is Y/N.” Bella says in the video.

“That’s me!” You shout, pausing the video. Pressing play when you’re done freaking out.

“Yeah uh this girl on YouTube. Her name is Y/N. Shout out to her cause I watched her play the game. She’s a twitch streamer. She was so good at the game and she’s really…” Bella doesn’t finish their sentence, eyes go wide and their the one to quickly change the subject.

“And really what? What am I Bella?” You pause reading chat. People letting you know all the things you are.

“User2643556 says I’m beautiful, sexy, and amazing. Am I Bella?” You tease, your tone innocent yet flirty.

“Oh what about this Justin says I’m a stupid wanna be gamer. Plus a few other bad words I won’t be reading.” You laugh, watching as your mod kicks them.

“But seriously Bella! And what? What am I? I must know.”

The next day you wake and first thing you do is check your phone, a daily morning ritual. The first notification is from an instagram dm from a verified account, you have to rub the sleep out of your eyes just too make sure your reading it correctly.

Bella: I was gonna say cute but beautiful sexy and amazing works too xx

After your done freaking out you respond with a thank you and a winking emoji. To your surprise Bella continues to message you, you two communicate for a week over instagram dm before Bella gives you their number. The conversation usually flirty filled with getting to know each other. Empty promises to meet in the near future.

—

A handful of die hard The Last of Us fans who all had fairly large followings were invited to the premiere. You being one of them, which came to you as a surprise because you had played the game but there were far more bigger fans out there. You were excited for the opportunity nonetheless. A large part of you more excited at the chance to see Bella.

“We’re so glad you could make it.” The shows social media manager, Victoria who had initially invited you says.

“Thanks for inviting me.”

“Don’t thank me, thank Bella they were adamant on you being here.”

“Oh okay, will do.” You smile, ignoring the fact that if it wasn’t for Bella you wouldn’t be here. Anxiety growing at the thought that Bella wanted you here. How at any moment you’d finally meet her.

After the viewing of the the pilot you are sat with the rest of the influencers invited in the panel room. Cheers notify you that the stars of the show arrived, Bella and Pedro. Your watching Bella as people converse with them. They’re not paying much attention eyes are wondering around the room hopefully looking for you, you think. Smiling ear to ear as they make eye contact with you. Bella had wanted to greet you on the spot but they weren’t aloud to veer from the schedule.

The cast make their way to the stage. Craig and Neil are the first to speak. Thanking everyone for coming and supporting the whole project. Then the cast are asked questions. Too enamored with Bella you don’t touch your food, too nervous to eat. They often sneak a look towards you smiling when they catch your attention.

To your disappointment you don’t get a chance to see Bella. She’s rushed to her table where she eats with the main cast. Then when it’s over she’s guided to somewhere behind the scenes your not aloud. You wait longer than you should have before deciding to book an Uber to take you home.

Your stood outside the building waiting for your Uber, sulking in your own sadness. The night not going how you imagined at all.

“Uber for Y/N?” Your driver speaks breaking your thoughts.

“Yeah sorry.” You walk towards the car ready to just go home and crawl into bed. Before you can open the door your phone vibrates, it’s Bella.

“Where are you?” Bella says as soon as you pick up.

“I’m getting in a Uber right now.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s over. I’m going home.” You hear heavy footsteps, looking back you see Bella running towards you phone up to her ear.

“Then I’m coming with you.” Bella says into the phone only a few feet away from you.

“Are you inviting yourself over?” You laugh.

“Oh fuck I didn’t mean to come off like that I just didn’t want to-“ Bella hangs up on you, now talking to you instead.

“Can’t believe you’d hang up on me.” You cut them off, laughing at the fact that the two of you were conversing over phone while stood so close.

“I feel like a real dick head. I tried so hard to get away from tonight’s responsibilities but they wouldn’t let me. You have no idea how badly I wanted to get away from it all and be with you tonight. I want to make it up to you.” Your cute moment gets interrupted by the Uber driver telling you he’s going to leave if you don’t get in already. When you go to open the door Bella assumes the worst.

“You coming?” You ask, returning the smile to Bella’s face as she climbs in with you. The drive to your place is filled with apologies and sneaking glances at each other. Bella doesn’t leave your apartment till the next morning, up till 4 am just talking. Feelings grow and laughter is shared. Bella is the one to kiss you before they leave making plans to meet again.

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Bella moving in has been great. It’s only been a week but waking up and going to sleep next to the person you love every night is better than you could of possibly imagined.

You stream five days a week, leaving the weekend for yourself and Bella now. Originally your set up is in your bedroom, using your bed as your backdrop. Moving into the guest bedroom has been great. Creating a whole new look for your stream and having a lot more space. The other half of the room filled with Bella’s miscellaneous boxes.

Bella has yet to get used to your work schedule. Normally when they visited you’d take a break from streaming or do it while they were off working. Now that you live together, you had to work. So often Bella would interrupt unknowingly. Apologizing quietly as they walked back out of the room. Your chat taking quick notice of your smile and lovingly stare as you told Bella it’s okay, wondering who it could possibly be.

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“Can you hear me?” Bella asks turning on her instagram live.

“Uhh yes it is I see your comments now.” Bella gets comfortable, reading comments out loud. Shouting out people as they asked.

“Ok the whole reason for this live. I just wanted to give some life updates. First I uhh moved to California.” She admits reading chat for a moment before responding.

bellaramzeee13: I thought you hated la

ramseyfantlou: NO Bella’s gonna change ):

thelastofbella: the uk will misss you

“I promise I’m not going to change. Some things just happened and I decide it’s best for me to live out here. Ya know? Closer to opportunities and other things… anyway thought I’d come on here and unpack with everyone.” Bella stands up from where they’re sat thinking your out for the day with your friends. Heading into your steaming room, switching the camera to the back camera ready to show the giant pile of boxes.

“This is where all my stuff is,” Bella is going on not realizing your sat in your desk live as well.

“What’re you doing?” You ask startling her so her phone lands on your just long enough for people to realize it’s you. Bella’s quick to stuff her phone in her pocket live still going.

“I’m sorry I thought you were with your friends already.” Bella’s panic has your worried.

“It’s okay that’s not till later. I’ll be right back guys.” You say to your chat switching to your I’ll be right back screen. You follow Bella out of the room into the living room.

“I was on instagram live.”

“Did you show me?” You ask.

“I dunno.” Bella pulls their phone out it now on the front facing camera, you laugh seeing your reflection on insgram live.

“Bella it’s too late your still live.” Your laughing harder than before. Bella’s worried faced fills the live and your laughter in the background.

bellsram01: YOUR DATING HER???!!

sarabeez: NO WAY

elliewilliams22627: wait why do I kinda ship it

justbellaaaaa: bella I think I actually want your girlfriend more

“Should I get off?” Bella asks you.

“If you don’t want to. It’s okay.” Bella sets their phone down using some clutter on the kitchen counter to created a diy tripod.

“Guess it’s out,” Bella laughs. You move into frame, leaning closer to read more comments. Laughing at all the funny ones, reading them out loud. Answering a few questions about your relationship.

“Well I got to go attend to my steam I was so rudely interrupted.” You sigh dramatically.

“If y’all want more of me I’m on twitch right now.” You smile for the camera.

“Are you trying to steal my viewers?” Bella looks at you shocked.

“Absolutely yes babe.” You tease, before planting a small kiss on their cheek before leaving bella alone in the kitchen. Bella reads more chat as everyone freaks the fuck out.

“I guess you all know the real reason why I moved to the states.”

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mrtwizz · 2 years ago

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memories - bella ramsey

Pairing: Bella Ramsey x fem reader

Summary- Bella breaks up with you and you stay friends, what happens when they come crawling back to you after realizing they still love you?

Warnings: angst, drinking to ignore problems, not learning from mistakes, possibly accidentally toxic!Bella? Sorry yall

Word Count: 1.3k

they/them pronouns used for Bella :)

Note- i wrote this instead of my research paper teehee

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Your blood ran cold, and it felt as though they had grabbed your heart from its rightful place in your chest, squeezed it until it was empty, and then handed it back to you.

The two of you were standing in your shared apartment when they told you they wanted to break up. Tears filled Bella’s eyes as they explained that they needed to work on their mental health. You stared past them and at the wall behind them as they spoke, knowing if you looked at them you would fall to the ground hysterically sobbing, “Okay.”

The tears finally escaped, and you were quick to wipe them away with your sleeve, “I’m going to grab a few things, and go to Jamie’s. I’ll be back sometime to get the rest of my stuff.”

You gave them a sad smile before heading to the bedroom that the two of you had shared for over a year now. You locked the door behind you before sitting against it, hysterically sobbing. Bella swears their heart breaks at the sounds of your sobs, wanting nothing more than to rush to your side and comfort you. But they know they can’t, and that they’re the reason for your tears.

Bella was sitting on the couch when you walked out of the bedroom twenty minutes later, eyes and face puffy from crying. You would laugh to Jamie later about how dramatic the mascara running down your cheeks was, but it only broke Bella’s heart more. This was their fault.

“I’ll text you before I come to grab my things.” You said, looking at the ground.

At first it was hard for you to talk to Bella, and you had to distance yourself. It didn’t make you stop loving them, but it made it easier for you to push the feelings down. You came to the conclusion that you would probably love them until you died, but at some point the two of you began talking like normal again.

It had been a few weeks before you saw them in person again, they came to the apartment that you shared with Jamie. They looked slightly disheveled and like they hadn’t slept in days.

“Hey Bells, what’s up?”

“I just want to talk.” They start, moving further inside.

“Okay, then let's talk.” You move to the kitchen to grab a cup of water, offering them one as well.

“I’ve been thinking about this for a few weeks now, and I just wanted to tell you how sorry I am for what I did, that was really shitty of me. I should have just talked to you, and worked things out with you instead of shutting you out and hurting you the way I did. And I understand completely if you can never forgive me, but I just wanted to get it off my chest.” Tears form in Bella’s eyes and they wipe them away before they can fall.

“Bella, it’s okay. I understand, we all make stupid decisions. But it’s okay, really. No hard feelings.” You lie through your teeth, it was not all okay. You weren’t mad at them, truly you weren’t. But you were trying to heal and now all of those wounds have burst back open.

“Are you sure?” They weren’t fully sure that they believed you, but they wanted to so bad that they let the words feel like the whole truth.

You give them your best fake smile, “Of course Bells, I could never stay mad at you.”

But that had been nearly two months ago, and the wounds wouldn’t heal, they were always around you. Hugging you, holding your hands, putting an arm around you on the couch and pulling you closer.

You let yourself bask in those moments, and then you would cry yourself to sleep that night. You wanted to tell Bella to fuck off, and to stop playing with your emotions like that.

You had been sitting on the couch in the apartment you used to share with Bella, they were having a small gathering with friends. And to no surprise, Bella was sitting right next to you, their arm around your shoulders as they laughed with the group of friends.

You blamed your next actions on the fact that you had been drinking, maybe more than you should have, but you were trying to ignore the ache in your chest. It still felt as though Bella held your heart in their beautiful hands and crushed it whenever they felt like it.

The emotions were suffocating, and you were drowning in your own thoughts. And the alcohol was enough to break the dam, so you lashed out.

“Why do you do this?” You suddenly ask, turning to Bella who had pulled you even closer.

“Do what?” They asked, confused by your question.

You shoved yourself off of them, “This! You’re so touchy feely, you text me at three in the morning about all of your thoughts. You invite me out to dinner only for it to just be the two of us, you remember everything I’ve ever told you.”

You can feel your face heat up and tears fill your eyes, but choose to ignore them, “You look at me with those beautiful brown eyes and say stupid shit you don’t mean like ‘I love you’. No Bella, you don’t fucking love me. You broke up with me, remember? You told me that you couldn’t handle a relationship right now, but what the fuck is going on here? Because everyone, including me, is confused about what is going on between the two of us. Do you just want all of the conveniences of a relationship without the label? The commitment? Well fuck that Bella, and fuck you too.”

“I’m sick of the way you have ruined my life, and I’m even more sick of the way I want you more than anything in this whole world. I hate you, and I hate the way I love you.” You finish your rant, unaware if any of it was coherent.

All you know is that Bella was too shocked at your outburst to respond.

“Jamie, can we leave please?” You ask, getting up from the couch.

You hadn’t spoken to Bella in almost a week, not since your outburst. They had texted you, and left a few voice mails. At first they were confused, then they were angry at you for acting that way. But finally they were heartbroken, it had taken you yelling at them for it to get into their thick skull that they had been awful to you, but they still wanted you.

You on the other hand were thinking about how fucking embarassed you were, you still coulndt’ believe the way you acted. You had screamed at them, and definitely ruined the little relationship you had left.

You were broken from your thoughts when you heard someone knocking on your door, for a moment you wondered if it was Jamie but she said she wasn’t going to be back until the morning. Cautiously you made your way to the front door, looking out the peephole, only to see Bella standing there, soaked in water from the rain. You quickly unlocked and opened the door.

“I’m so sorry for the way I screamed at you-” You had started before they cut you off by holding your face with their hands cold from the rain.

“No, Y/n I’m sorry. I have fucked you over more than once now, I apologised and I just expected you to just forgive everything. I just assumed that it was okay, and it could go back to the way it was. But I was wrong, but you were wrong too.” Their words took you by surprise.

“Huh?”

“I do love you, Y/n. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone else. And I want you, I want you in every sense of the word. Please, give me another chance. I’ll right all of my wrongs. I promise you. I love you, and can’t lose you again.” Bella says, resting their forehead against yours.

“Okay, but I’m serious Bella. I will kick you to the curb, maybe literally.” You joke and they laugh before placing a soft kiss on your lips.

Maybe everything will be okay after all, and they won’t have to just be a memory.

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thank you for reading lovelies, feedback is greatly appreciated <3

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bambieyedoll · 6 days ago

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can you do bella x actress ! fem ! reader ?

of course ! 🐰 this was so much fun to write, sorry if i made it too long, i couldn’t get enough. i hope you like it .. x

you started acting young.

maybe you were a child star in a beloved family film, or you had a recurring role in a long-running tv series.

for a child actor, you navigated fame gracefully—always well-spoken in interviews, effortlessly charming, and just genuinely likable.

directors and co-stars loved working with you because you were professional, talented, and had insane screen presence.

you weren’t just talented—you were gorgeous. red carpet photos? instantly viral. magazine covers? too many to count.

fans adored you. the industry respected you. and somehow, despite the fame, you stayed grounded.

as you got older, you refused to be boxed into your child/teen roles. you wanted to be taken seriously, and you made sure of it.

you took on more complex characters—gritty dramas, psychological thrillers, even an action film or two.

critics praised your ability to transform for roles.

the media loved the “former child star turned powerhouse actress” narrative, and you became one of hollywood’s most-watched talents.

when hbo started casting, your name was already on people’s dream lists.

fans speculated for months before the official announcement dropped.

bella? they found out before it was public and had to physically sit down.

pedro looked at them with a knowing grin. “you good there?”

bella was holding their phone like it was about to explode. “nope. not even a little.”

you, meanwhile, were so excited about the project—and equally excited to work with bella, who you had heard of and admired as an actor.

the moment your casting was announced, the internet broke.

“HOLY SH*T Y/N AND BELLA IN THE LAST OF US???”

“POWERFUL DUO. can’t wait!”

“hbo casting doing gods work rn”

bella knew they had to act chill when meeting you.

they hyped themselves up before the first table read.

“okay, bella. you’re a professional. she’s just another actor. a talented, well known, hollywood’s-favorite actor but, yeah— no pressure.”

their game plan?

don’t stare too much.

don’t ramble.

definitely don’t act like they’ve seen every single one of your movies (which they totally haven’t, not at all.)

the moment you walked into the room, flashing that insanely gorgeous smile of yours, bella forgot everything.

pedro noticed how quiet bella got and leaned over teasingly. “you good?”

“no,” bella whispered, eyes still locked on you. “i- i mean, just look at her.”

when it was time for introductions, you smiled sweetly at bella and said, “oh, hey! i love your work.”

bella short-circuited. stared at you. completely forgot how to speak.

because it was so brief but the moment your attention was on them, they liked it. bella wanted more.

“…yeah, same.”

same?

“dude. seriously?” pedro whispers to bella once you moved to the next fellow actor.

“i panicked.” bella said whispering back, in full crisis mode.

the first time you and bella ran lines together, something just clicked.

even the director noticed how natural your chemistry was.

“you two bounce off each other really well.” he commented, content with that.

bella tried to play it cool. “yeah, well, she’s really easy to work with.”

meanwhile, you were sitting there, just taking in the compliment and thinking how particularly good it felt working with bella.

as filming starts, bella swears they’re being subtle, but everyone on set sees the way they look at you.

they always find a way to be around you.

if you’re in the makeup trailer? oh, bella just happened to need touch-ups too.

if you’re grabbing coffee? wow, what a coincidence!

pedro, being the ultimate chaos agent, loves messing with them about it.

“hey, y/n, did you know bella’s been a fan of yours for ages?”

bella coughs, choking on their drink: “i- no- i mean-“

you just look at them and giggle. “aw, really? that’s so sweet.” your glowing eyes looking at bella and they almost melt.

so they just sit there, painfully turning red in shame. “i hate you” they whisper to pedro the moment you’re distracted with something else.

despite their initial awkwardness, you and bella become fast friends.

you start spending way too much time together, running lines, hanging out in each other’s trailers.

you notice how bella always saves you a seat, how they offer you their jacket when it’s cold, how they text you after long days just to check in.

bella texted: “drink water. sleep. or else.”

you: “you’re so bossy.”

bella: “and yet, you listen to me. interesting.”

late-night conversations between takes turn into something softer.

bella starts opening up, telling you about their favorite books, their fears, their dreams. and you do the same.

the shift is subtle, but undeniable.

suddenly, bella doesn’t just admire you from afar—they know you, and they like you. a lot.

the realization happens randomly.

maybe you’re laughing at one of their dumb jokes, maybe you’re fixing their hair before a take, maybe you’re just looking at them way too sweetly.

and suddenly, bella knows.

it’s not just a crush. not just simple admiration. no.

holly shit. i really do like her.

they spend the rest of the day avoiding eye contact like a fool, and you totally notice.

“okay, you’re acting weird.”

“no, i’m not.”

“you won’t even look at me.”

“…it’s an acting technique.”

it doesn’t mean bella’s affection for you isn’t showed.

it shows with casual things—bella making sure you always have a chair next to them at cast readings, you bringing them coffee before early call times.

the entire cast can see what’s happening before either of you realize or do anything about it.

there was a scene where your character and bella’s had to stand really close—almost face-to-face.

it was one of those tension-filled moments where the characters just look at each other before saying something meaningful.

everything was going fine… until bella got a little too caught up in the moment.

the cameras were rolling.

you stepped closer to bella, delivering your line softly, eyes locked on theirs.

bella was supposed to respond immediately…

but instead, they just stared.

not acting.

just… completely mesmerized.

the director waited.

you waited.

pedro, off to the side, wheezing.

finally, bella blinked, realizing they’d been silent for way too long.

“oh—uh—shit. wait. what was my line?”

you just giggled. they were so cute. and you didn’t mind shooting the scene a thousand times.

you start catching feelings when bella does little things—saving you snacks from craft services, throwing an arm around your shoulder after long days, remembering every single tiny detail you mention.

like when you fell asleep on their shoulder during a late-night read-through, and instead of waking you, bella just stayed completely still for an hour so you coul rest.

bella realizes they’re in trouble when they get jealous over a completely normal scene you have with another actor.

bella, grumbling: “yeah, i just think your character and my character should get more screen time together, that’s all.”

“bels… we already have the most scenes together.”

“exactly. don’t we look cute?”

the last day of filming is brutal because it hits you both—this is over.

no more waking up at 5 AM to spend all day together, no more running lines in bella’s trailer, no more sneaking off set to grab coffee together.

bella tries to be chill, but the second they call cut for the last time, they just… stare at you, all soft and devastated.

“this doesn’t mean we stop, right? like, us?” bella asks quietly.

you just pull them into a tight hug. “bels, you’re literally stuck with me forever.”

of course you meant it in a friendly way. the fear of messing things up between you two was too big to say anything at all.

going through the press tour together was your new favorite thing. you two had a blast doing the interviews.

you were playing a “who’s more likely to” game during an interview.

the question was: “who’s more likely to embarrass themselves on set?”

both of you instantly pointed at each other.

“no way, it’s you!” you argued.

bella gasped. “you literally walked into a doorframe last week.”

“okay, but you forgot your lines because you were staring at me!”

the interviewer almost choked on their water.

bella blinked. “i—um—”

believe the comments of that video went wild.

“DID SHE JUST SAY THAT???”

“okay we need that blooper NOW”

you serve and feed the fans with the cutest clips.

being constantly so soft for each other in public—little inside jokes, secret hand squeezes, bella throwing an arm around you like it’s second nature.

and the tlou fandom catches on fast.

the behind-the-scenes clips of you two go viral—especially when bella gets caught staring at you way too many times.

before you know it, there’s an entire youtube video titled “bella ramsey being hopelessly in love with y/n for 3 minutes straight.”

during an event, you trip on your dress, and bella immediately grabs your waist to steady you. the clip goes viral because they just… don’t let go afterward.

“SO WE’RE ALL SEEING THIS, RIGHT?!?”

but when everything had to end. when the press tour was over and your work was done, it crushed the both of you.

of course, you had to go back to reality. you were blessed enough to have a fulfilling career. and you were grateful… but it hurt to move on.

you had gotten an offer for a huge movie—a six-month shoot overseas.

bella pretended to be excited for you, but inside? they were in agony.

the thought of you leaving for half a year made them realize just how deep their feelings ran and how stupid they were for not doing anything about it.

a few days before you were set to leave, they just snapped.

“you can’t go.”

you blinked at them. “what—”

“i mean, you can, obviously, but—i just—i don’t want you to.”

you sighed. “i know, it sucks, but—”

“no, you don’t get it. i don’t want you to go because i can’t bare the idea of being without you. i don’t know h-how or when it happened but… i love you, y/n.”

your heart stopped.

bella looked absolutely wrecked, running a hand through their hair. “and i should’ve told you sooner. i should’ve done this differently. but now you’re leaving, and i don’t know what to do with myself.”

you stepped closer, reaching for their hands. “then come with me.”

bella’s breath hitched. “what?”

“come visit. call me every day. we’ll figure it out and we can make it work.” you were confident as you held their trembling hands.

bella searched your eyes. “so… so you feel the same?” their voice was fragile, too scared to ask.

you couldn’t stop a soft giggle. “can’t believe you didn’t notice before… guess we’ve been blind all this time.”

bella smiled and sighed with pure relief and happiness feeling their heartbeat going fast against their chest.

they gently pulled you close until your foreheads rested against each other. just enjoying the moment. the start of your own forever.

you were officially together.

when you finally have to leave for the new project, bella is ridiculous about missing you.

facetime calls at weird hours, dramatic texts about their “lonely” existence, sending you dumb selfies while pouting.

bella texted: “day 2 without you. i have perished. please send a kiss through the phone.”

they also send you ridiculous voice memos throughout the day—some sweet, some absolute chaos.

bella is chronically online when you’re apart, always liking fan edits of you two and commenting things like “i’m saving this, thank you.”

fans start freaking out when they realize you’re finally together but doing long-distance. and how despite that, you act like you’re glued to each other.

“they’re so in love, it’s adorable.”

“i need what they have.”

“bella liking every single tweet about y/n in 0.2 seconds is sending me.”

oh, but, the moment you finish separate projects and see each other again? it’s over. bella runs to you at the airport like a dramatic rom-com.

the internet erupts every time you reunite.

“STOP, THEY’RE FINALLY IN THE SAME PLACE AGAIN.”

“bella holding y/n’s face like she’s the main character in a romance movie? i can’t do this today.”

bella adores just watching you exist after being apart for so long—studying your face, running their hands through your hair, smiling like they just won something.

bella just whispers “god, i love you.” making your heart melt instantly.

your relationship is private but not secret.

of course, you love showing each other off. when an interviewer asks you about it or even on social media.

like every time you include a cute candid photo of bella in your instagram dump or bella adding your initials on their bio.

you were proud of how far you’ve gotten together.

whenever people ask how you make long-distance work, bella always answers the same way:

“she’s worth it. easy as that.”

bella is down bad, and you are their person.

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insxghtt · 2 years ago

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together — bella ramsey x latina!reader

You knew that no matter what, they would always be there for you.

warnings: anxiety, panic attack, xenophobia, hurt/comfort, i used they/them pronouns for bella

this was based on these requests: "omg pls write a bella blurb or somethin about reader and her being a couple and then bella has to help the reader through a panic attack. I just feel like they would be so helpful and kind and caring" / "reader’s first time going to an event with bella and they get overwhelmed. comfort ensues!!" and also the fact that i needed something with latina!reader. english is not my first language.

You played Dina on the second season of The Last of Us and that was how you met your girlfriend, Bella. With this job, many opportunities showed up and you were grateful for that, but being a public figure was difficult sometimes.

You were never ashamed of who you were. You knew you had an accent, for example, and you were proud of it. It never stopped you from doing your job. Playing Dina, you had to work on it to make it disappear, of course, just like Bella did too. That was the thing, Bella’s accent never seemed to bother anyone, but just because you were latina, people were hating on you a lot.

The second season was yet to be released and, honestly, the last few months were a nightmare. People saw your interviews and realized you were not American. The public was being so mean, telling you that you would ruin the character with your accent and that you didn’t look like Dina from the game.

Bella was always there for you. They tried to make you feel better, saying that people did the same thing to them and that it would stop when the public realized that you did an incredible job. You did your best to listen to her, but your anxiety was killing you.

When the premiere finally arrived, you were very hesitant to show up. You knew you had to go, Craig told you how important it was, but the anxiety was so big that you felt like your heart was going to explode. So, Bella showed up at your house and helped you get ready. He held your hand while they did your makeup and helped you pick your outfit. The way Bella acted made you forget about all the hate and gave you the confidence you needed.

You and Bella arrived together and they were not ashamed of holding your hand the entire time. Your relationship was not public yet, but it wasn’t like the two of you were trying to hide anything. You just never had the chance to confirm it, especially because you were avoiding giving interviews because of your mental health.

It was not what you expected. People were being kind, actually, so as the time went by and after a few drinks, you were finally feeling confident enough to give some interviews. Bella was next to you as always and the interviewer seemed to be a nice person.

“So, you’re playing Dina”, she started. “I believe this is the biggest project you’ve ever been in, isn’t it?”

“Yes, definitely.”

“How was it? You know, working with these huge people. Were you nervous?”

“I was, the first day I was so scared”, you laughed and turned to Bella. “Do you remember?”

“Oh, yeah, I was the first person to talk to you, I guess”, they said and you nodded. “You were blushing all the time.”

“I hope I'm not crossing any lines here by asking this, but there’s rumors saying that you two are, like…”

“Dating?”, you completed the sentence and she agreed.

“Well, can you blame me for falling in love? Look at her”, Bella said and pointed at you. “She’s irresistible.”

“Oh, shut up!”, you laughed.

“You guys are so cute!”, the interviewer said. “But, back to Dina…”

As she was speaking, one voice in the middle of the crowd yelled your name.

“Go back to your country!”, he yelled.

Suddenly, everything around you just disappeared. It was getting hard to breathe, you were feeling dizzy and sick and your heart was beating so fast that you felt like it would come out of your chest at any moment. A security guard walked the man out of the event and Bella was the first one to realize your reaction.

Bella grabbed your hand and said something to the interviewer that you simply did not hear. They guided you to the bathroom and helped you sit on the sink. Every second that passed, the harder it got for you to breathe, so Bella stood in front of you and grabbed your hands. They put one of your hands on your stomach and the other one on theirs.

“Breathe with me, okay?”, they said calmly.

Bella breathed in and out, counting to six with you. They made sure that you were feeling their breathing while they looked directly into your eyes each time. Slowly, your breath started to go back to normal and your heart stopped beating so fast. You were feeling more calm, but soon the shame hit you and tears formed in the corner of your eyes.

“It’s okay”, Bella whispered, holding your face.

“Did they see it?”, maybe it was stupid, but you didn’t want the public to know about that fragile moment.

“No, you did very well.”

You nodded and hugged their waist, opening your legs so they could get closer to you. They wrapped you around their arms and you closed your eyes, the smell of their perfume felt like home..

“Fuck”, you whispered, hiding your face in the curve of their neck. “I’m sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing?”

“I don’t know.”

“Hey”, they pulled away to look at you and held your cheeks. “I’m so proud of you. You could’ve given up and stayed at home today, but you’re here.”

“Stop…”

“No, it’s the truth. That guy was just a racist, xenophobic son of a bitch.”

“I know”.

“And you are the most beautiful, strong, talented woman I’ve ever met. Don’t let someone like him ruin your night.”

You smiled watching how Bella’s eyes shined when they talked about you.

“Do you feel like you can stay? If you want to, I’ll take you home and we can watch a movie.”

“I don’t know. What if I stay and it happens again?”, you asked.

“If it happens again, I’ll be here with you again and we will get through it again. Together.”

Bella gave you a kiss on the lips. You felt like the luckiest person on the planet because you knew that those words were true. It made you feel safe. So, you touched their hair and watched as they closed their eyes, enjoying your touch.

“Okay, let’s go give some interviews then”, you whispered.

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lilpotatjj · 2 years ago

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A/N: it's a short one but pretty cute jealous Bella. I wrote a movie quote which I don't know if someone will recognize it. Hope u guys like it :*

Jealous Bella x FemReader on red Carpet

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Bella and you are invited to the premiere of the last of us 2. Conscious of staying relaxed and avoiding possible spoiler questions, the two of you walk slowly along the flashing lights. Again and again interviewers come to talk to you.

"Are you okay?" Bella whispers in your ear.

"Yeah...fine. Soon we'll be through" you smile fondly at her concern for you.

A female interviewer comes up to you and greets you.

"Hello Y/N I'd like to ask you 2-3 questions if you don't mind" rather pushily she approaches you. You smile politely.

"Sure, go ahead"

"What was it like working alongside Bella Ramsey?"

"Well, it was very exciting. Most of the time we had a lot of fun, we laughed a lot and still did our work together."

"Most of the time? Were there any disagreements?"

"Ah...no, but it was hard sometimes, especially when you've been shooting for a long time and you have to work late. It makes it more authentic though. Living in a post-apocalyptic world is also exhausting" you smile, hoping she won't ask any more inappropriate questions.

"After all, many fans are blown away by the two of you, your talent and also your demeanor. How do you deal with that? Have you ever had any fan relationships?"

Bella senses the tension that arises in you. Why always such questions?

"Ah...no...even though I'm very happy when fans think we're great" you grab the back of your neck and smile tensely.

"So no chance of us having a coffee together?" She laughs, but she's serious. Bella spontaneously grabs your hand and smiles dryly at the interviewer.

"No chance at all. Because we're too busy....!" The last words came out angrier than they should, Bella's look...if they could kill, the interviewer would be gasping for air right now.

"Ok" she nods and smiles awkwardly. "Thank you very much for the interview"

"You're welcome!" Bella gives her a warning look and finally looks at you.

"I leave you alone for two minutes and the wolves descend." Bella smiles jealously.

"What, come on I just wanted coffee" you grin and squeeze Bella's hand tighter.

"I'd love to have coffee with you right now" Bella smiles sweetly at your words and comes closer to your ear.

"Sure....When we're through here. First I have to protect you from the rest of the crazy interviewers" you blush, swallow and smirk.

"Let's go Darling"

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shrek-ellie · 2 years ago

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is there any way you can write a cute story about bella coming home and surprising reader because reader didn’t think bella was coming home for another month

Hii yes ofc:) thank you so much requesting this. Bella uses they/them pronouns now so I will be doing that and as of yn she uses she/her. I really hope you like this<3 im sorry if this was bad or too short im still a new writer and a not very good one.

Its been a lonely and boring few weeks without my partner Bella, long distant relationships are always a struggle for me. I need to be in their arms, I need their reassurance, their kisses, their warmth.

I think they know that too, they could easily find someone else better than me even tho they say they could never.

“Well im gonna go to sleep now baby.” Bella giggles while saying “wait nooo im gonna miss you, I don’t want to wait any longer too see you” I pout, this isn’t fair. They’ve been so busy with their filming and I could never be more proud I just wish they put a tiny more time for me as selfish as that sounds. Bella just giggles as they tell me they love me then continue to hang out, im so inlove with them its insane.

Ive been laying in bed for hours just checking the clock, Bella must already be asleep cuz they haven’t answered any of my texts. I’ve always had sleeping problems especially without Bella, we would usually take night walks or make food together too help me sleep, so I decided im gonna maybe making noodles would help me. i checked the clock on the stove and its already 2:30 am, I get everything I need out and sit on the counter waiting for the water to boil. While im in the middle of stirring I see headlights thru the window, God im about to get murdered aren’t I. I sit there in silence checking my phone to see if any friends texted me, no one did.

I head the front door unlock and see Bella turn their head around the corner “OH MY GOD BELLA?” I screamed almost falling off the counter running to them. "surprise!" Bella said giggling and quickly dropped their bags and caught me in their arms. I quickly wrap my arms and their neck pecking them with kisses all over. “I missed you so so much baby” they say while giggling.” I thought I had to wait a whole month to see you I was gonna go like actually insane” I say tilting my head causing Bella to laugh and bite their tongue as I put everything that was on the stove in the fridge to eat tomorrow. “Well I just missed you too much, and plus we finished way earlier then expected so why not suprise my lover, cmon lets go to bed.” They grabbed my hand dragging me into the bedroom kissing me softly. I love them so much.

Im sorry I felt this this was really bad I hope you liked it:(<3

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loohser · 2 years ago

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Gaming Together// Bella Ramsey Drabble

I finally bought The last of us II for my Playstation so I could have a go at it. I would always watch youtubers play it but now I thought it would be a good time to play it myself.

“Hey love.” Bella plopped themselves down beside me on the couch. “Hi Bells.” I turned towards them and gave them a kiss on the cheek.

“You missed my lips.”

“Oh my goodness, whenever you say stuff like that it makes me shy. Now I can’t even look at you anymore.” I turned my head towards the tv and started playing the game.

They chuckled at me, “Stop lying. I know you love kissing me.” They pressed their face into my neck and started sucking marks.

“I think you got it twisted Bells. You love kissing me.” I said exaggerating the ‘you.’

“Alright I think you got me there.” They slipped their hand under my shirt and started to grope my breast. “Oh no bra today? How have I not noticed?” They pinched my nipple and squeezed my tit. I put my head back against the couch and moaned. “Bella, I’m playing ‘the last of us’ right now. You’re distracting me.” They took the controller from my hands, pushed paused, and threw the controller on the small table in front of the couch, then started attacking my lips with their own. I put my hands on their chest and pulled away.

“Bella. Let's play the game. I really want to see baby Ellie.”

They brought their face closer to mine. “How about I do you instead? Besides, if you want to see baby Ellie, all you gotta do is watch my show.” They kissed me again. This time Bella slid their hands down to my jeans and started to unbuckle them. “Help me out.” They whispered. I lifted my hips and they started to pull my jeans down my legs. Once they got me out of my jeans all the way, they pushed my body back against the couch so now I was laying down with them on top of me. “Cmon love, let me have a taste. I’ve practically been starving.” They started to kiss between my thighs to leave marks. Then Bella started to lick me through my underwear.

I looked down at them. “God you don’t have a clue how bad I just want to choke you out with my thighs. You look so good down there.” I said breathlessly.

They stopped what they were doing and looked up at me. “Should I be worried?”

I pushed their head back down. “Bella, shut the hell up already.”

They laughed against me, “Yes ma'am.” They pulled my underwear down and slipped it into their back pocket.

“Don’t think I didn’t see that thief.” I mumbled.

“Maybe I wanted you to see that.”

They put their lips on my clit and started to suck. “You taste so fucking good. Could eat you for hours. I can’t believe you weren’t gonna let me taste.” They put their fingers inside of me and started to push them in and out. The pleasure sent sparks down to my body. Bella knew what they were doing. I moaned louder and louder and started to pull their hair. I wrapped my legs around their head to push them closer. Their tongue felt amazing. I felt a wave of pleasure suddenly hit me and I knew I was close. “Bells, almost there.” I whined. They hummed against my lips. I started to grind against their lips. “Fuck it.” I heard them mumble. They suddenly got up from their position and started to take off their pants. “Bells what are you doing? I was close.”

“I want to feel your pussy against mine.” They stepped out of their boxers and placed one of their thighs under one of mine and their other thigh on top of my other. As soon as our lips connected they started moaning. Bella started to grind against my pussy and our slickness combined felt so good. We were both a moaning mess. They picked up their speed and I knew they were close. They looked down at me, “Take off your shirt.”

I lifted my shirt off my body and as soon as I did so bellas lips attacked my nipples. They went back and forth between each tit while they kept grinding against me. “Fuck I’m so close.” They mumbles against my tits. “Me too, keep going.” Bella came first with a moan. They put their head in my neck and started to leave kisses. “Your turn love.” They reached their hand down and started to finger me. It didn’t take long for me to cum since I was already so close. For a bit we both just laid there on the couch. Bella on top of me. I was the first to break the silence. “We should probably get up Bella. It’s hot as fuck in here.” They laughed. “Okay fine. I’m going to turn on the fan and then we can play tlou okay? Since you waited so nicely.”

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myoongicm · 2 years ago

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Visita inesperada

El del pronóstico anunciaba fuertes lluvias y bajas temperaturas durante el fin de semana. Para t/n era perfecto, sino había tormenta. Los días de descanso serían tranquilos. Ya hasta había decidido que iba a estar debajo de una cobija mientras llovía.

Pero sus planes cambiaron cuando escuchó que alguien golpeaba la puerta. Realmente, no sabía quién estaba ahí afuera, pero pensaba que esa persona estaba loca. Afuera estaba extremedamente frío como para salir justo cuando llueve.

Se levantó sin ánimos. Alguien había interrumpido el plan que apenas iba a iniciar. Estaba a punto de poner su serie favorita para iniciar un maratón e incluso ya había encontrado la posición perfecta. Pero aquel extraño o conocido le arrebató eso.

Al abrir la puerta se sorprendió. Lo primero que hizo fue correr a traer una toalla para poder secar a esa persona.

"Dios, lo siento, ni siquiera te saludé, Bells", se disculpó t/n mientras le indicaba a Bella que entrara a su casa.

"Gracias, t/n. Fue muy lindo de tu parte preocuparte por mí", Bella sonrió.

T/n se volvió a ir. Esta vez fue a su habitación en busca de ropa cómoda. Al terminar su búsqueda, salió de ahí y le ofreció su ropa holgada a Bella para que se cambiara.

Bella se dirigió al baño mientras t/n le preparaba su bebida favorita.

Eran las 6 pm y deseaba saber por qué estaba allí. Amaba que Bella llegara a visitarla, pero no entendía el motivo de su visita.

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"La bebida está muy rica. Agradezco mucho todo lo que haz hecho por mí", dijo Bella mientras abrazaba fuerte a t/n.

"Bells, ¿por qué no usaste una sombrilla? Ahora es muy probable de que te enfermes", preguntó t/n seria.

Bella comenzó a jugar con sus anillos.

"Es que...la olvidé en la cafetería. Mi amiga me tendió una trampa, se suponía que iríamos solos, pero me di cuenta que era una cita doble. Entonces, tan pronto como pude me escapé y dejé mi sombrilla", confesó en un tono bajo.

"¿Tan mala era la cita?", bromeó t/n mientras le colocaba una cobija alrededor de su cuerpo.

No quería que siguiera sintiendo frío. Quería golpearle por ser tan descuidado, pero al mismo tiempo quería darle un abrazo para transmitirle su calor y amor. Sin embargo, decidió retenerse.

"Pues la verdad la chica era dulce y linda, pero yo prefiero a mi chica linda... por eso estoy aquí, quería estar contigo, no con ella", confesó.

Los ojos de Bella empezaron a brillar, lo cual, era tan irresistible para t/n. Pero decidió tomar aquellas palabras como una broma. Bella no podía estar hablando en serio. Siempre coqueteaba con todas sus amigas.

"¿Desde cuándo formo parte de tu propiedad?", preguntó t/n bromeando.

Bella siguió jugando con sus anillos. Lo cual, t/n pensaba que era extraño. Bella solo lo hacía cuando tenía nervios o ansiedad. Entonces su sonrisa se borró y se tornó en preocupación.

"Creo que me iré", anunció Bella, pero t/n le detuvo. Le abrazó fuerte. No quería soltarle, quería que se quedara y que ambos vieran su serie favorita. Incluso, quería que se quedara a dormir. Eso si sería el plan perfecto.

Ninguno rompió el abrazo y t/n pudo notar como el corazón de Bella estaba agitado.

"Bells, ¿pasa algo?"

"No lo sé, tal vez el hecho de que me acabo de confesar y me rechazaron", respondió en voz baja.

t/n rompió el abrazo y miró fijamente a Bella, mientras sus rostros se tornaban rojos al mismo tiempo. ¿Eso se ponía llamar conexión, no?

"Pensé que era una broma, lo siento. Aunque no es mi culpa, siempre coqueteas con todos, Ramsey", se excusó.

Bella tenía sus dudas, pero la incertidumbre le cansaba. Ya no quería seguir esperando ni pensar en los posibles escenarios. Así que tomó el rostro de t/n y conectó sus labios con aquellos labios rosados.

Y el mejor escenario posible sucedió. Su beso fue respondido por esos labios suaves que anhelaba besar desde hace meses atrás. Sintió que t/n también había estado esperando aquel momento por mucho tiempo.

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T/n le tomó la mano a Bella mientras se dirigían al sofá. Y agradeció mentalmente que su amiga le llevó a aquella cita qué le impulsó a confesarse.

"Espera", dijo Bella mientras buscaba su celular.

Puso una canción llamada So into you de Atlanta Rhythm Section y tomó a t/n de la cintura.

"¿Me concedes el deseo de bailar contigo?", preguntó mientras alzaba la ceja, a lo cual t/n rió.

T/n sintió como Bella la acercaba más a su cuerpo y su corazón se empezó a agitar. Nunca había podido admirar aquella sonrisa tan preciosa de cerca hasta ahora...

Después de volver al planeta tierra, colocó sus manos alrededor del cuello de Bella.

Bella tenía confianza en sí misme, que incluso guiaba a t/n en aquel baile lento, pero romántico.

"Ramsey, ¿quién fue tu maestro o maestra de baile?"

"Pedro. Pedro me enseñó estos movimientos para conquistarte, ¿están funcionando?", le preguntó mientras miraba sus labios.

T/n le pegó en el brazo. Sabía que lo decía con el propósito de ponerla tímida y claramente estaba funcionando.

"Aww, estás sonrojada", sonrió lleno de ternura.

Sus manos recorrieron las mejillas de t/n. Y ella decidió cambiar el juego.

"Si esas palabras salen de esa boca irresistible, ¿cómo no lo voy hacer?", respondió y después le dio un beso.

Ahora ella era quien controlaba y derretía a Bella.

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williamswifey · 2 years ago

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𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 - 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐘

pairing ; bella ramsey x fem!reader

summary ; bella surprise visits you after months apart. what happens if they get the wrong idea about seeing you and your friend together? (they/them pronouns used for bella)

content warnings ; none really

a/n ; i’ve been meaning to write a bella fic for FOREVER, expect many more on the way!

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bella had been your best friend for as long as you could remember. in your early teenage days, before bella’s rise to fame, the two of you spent every day together in your bedroom, pressed up against their chest as the radio played in the background.

flash forward a few years later, bella was not just your best friend, but a lover. the two of you shared an apartment, one that you had shared for a little over a year and a half.

it was quaint, but perfect. the bare walls had been decorated with paintings, photos, random knick knacks, and bella’s guitar. your plants littered the windowsills, giving the sun an opportunity to grow them.

however, in the last few months, it had to begin to feel like bella didn’t live there anymore. of course it wasn’t their fault, as the last of us had just taken off and they were traveling everywhere but here for interviews and such. you were happy for them—truly. you remembered how during your heart-to-hearts with bella, they’d confide in you about how acting was their passion, and now they were finally getting everything they wished for and more.

while bella offered to fly you out to wherever they were to spend some quality time together, you always declined. you were studying at university to become a doctor, and you couldn’t put your life on hold just to visit them. especially when you were so busy yourself, and even if they were home, you probably wouldn’t even see them that often either.

bella made an effort to call you every night, texting nonstop back and forth on the days their schedule wasn’t as busy. you’d hear the way their voice would brighten when talking about their days, and it made you realize the distance was worth it. it was worth it if bella was happy.

still, you felt stupid waiting for them at home like a damsel in distress. you hated the quietness of the apartment, when it was usually filled with you and bella’s laughter.

you tried to ignore the loneliness that blossomed deep within your chest late at night, as you stared longingly at bella’s empty side of the bed. it had become routine to sleep on bella’s side, bundled in their pillows and blankets that smelled enough like them to lull you into an uneasy sleep.

you busied yourself in your studies, spending hours your university’s library until the librarian practically had to drag you out. your grades shot up sky high, and you were immensely proud of yourself. you had even managed to make a few friends from the students in your classes.

a girl named tara had seen you in the library and introduced herself, and the two of you hit it off very quickly. she introduced you to her other friends, hadley and christopher, and suddenly the loneliness wasn’t eating away at you like it had been before.

you had mentioned bella to them once or twice, hadley was dying to meet bella, christopher didn’t believe you about your ‘secret someone’, and tara didn’t really seem to care.

it had been a wednesday afternoon, and classes ended early in the day. tara, christopher, and hadley were at your apartment, eating pizza and binge watching the scream movies.

hadley was laying down on the couch, her legs on christopher’s thighs. you were pressed up besides tara, your head on her shoulder.

you had barely been on your phone all day, after having forgotten to charge it last night, and all afternoon it had been powered off as you spent time with your friends.

you were halfway through the second movie, right when it was getting good. you and your friends were screaming in suspense, so loudly that you almost didn’t notice the unexpected knock at the door.

almost.

“hold on, guys—pause the movie,” you said with a smile on your face, gulping down the rest of your water as you headed for the door.

your hand twisted the doorknob and you suddenly came face to face with bella.

“bella?” you said in disbelief, blinking rapidly.

bella laughed at your expression, you could see the crinkle of their eyes through their glasses.

bella was wearing sweats from top to bottom, their hair in a bun out of their face, with backwards cap. their rings adorned their fingers as they suddenly took your hand in theirs.

“didn’t you see my texts? or my calls?” bella asked, tilting their head.

you felt your face redden in embarrassment, shaking your head.

“my phone has been off all day.” you replied. bella nodded, adjusting their backpack, and you noticed their suitcase behind them.

“i’m sorry, bells,” you said, wrapping your arms around them, “i feel so bad. i would’ve picked you up from the airport.”

bella shrugged, pecking your cheek.

“it’s okay. i just want to get off my feet and take a nap,” bella said, and you felt your face redden more—if that was even possible.

you cringed.

“yeah…so i invited a few of my friends over—but i can totally kick them out! they’ll understand!”

this time it was bella’s turn to cringe. they looked so exhausted, and you felt your chest tighten in shame. the one day you didn’t have your phone—was the day bella decided to come visit.

“no, it’s fine! they can stay,” bella said firmly, “what were you guys doing?” bella questioned.

“we were binging the scream movies. i know you love them and i’d love for you to join us…but if you’re tired i understand.” you weren’t sure where the sudden shyness came from, and you were talking to bella as if they were a stranger. bella agreed with a smile, as you took their hand and led them inside, carrying their things behind you.

you placed bella’s backpack on the kitchen counter, and put their suitcase next to the dining room table. bella followed behind you as you walked back to your friends in the living room.

“hey guys,” you said “this is bella. i would’ve mentioned they were coming earlier, but i didn’t check my phone. ta-da,” you said with a grin, showing bella off with jazz hands as you saw their cheeks redden.

“hi, bella! i’m hadley,” hadley introduced, shooting up from where she sat on the couch as she shook bella’s hand, looking towards you, “it’s nice to put a name to the face, we’ve heard so much about you.”

“really?” tara piped up, “i haven’t heard much of anything.”

you tilted your head in confusion as you assumed she was kidding around. bella glanced your way.

“shut up, tara,” hadley replied, “yes you have,” she said, ruffling tara’s hair.

the room grew awkward for a moment, until christopher introduced himself. the awkwardness seemed to wash away, and you resumed the movies once more. you moved from where you previously sat besides tara as you sat with bella, you were laying on their chest as they played with your hair gently.

bella seemed to be enjoying the movies, as were your other friends. you had to admit you spoke a lot during movies, and you and tara had practically talked through the entire third movie.

you liked tara, she was good freiend…but that’s all she was to you. you were somehow oblivious to tara’s obvious feelings towards you, missing the way she flirted when you spoke and the way she touched your shoulder when you said something funny.

bella noticed, though.

night was beginning to fall as the five of you finished the fourth movie, deciding to call it a night. you knew bella must’ve been exhausted from their travels, so you and your friends bid each other a goodnight.

you began to clean up as bella went to shower, uncharacteristically quiet. when you had finished, you headed upstairs, finding bella in your shared bed, scrolling on their phone.

bella had changed into a loose white t-shirt, black boxers adorning their legs. their hair was down now, slightly damp from their shower.

you crawled in bed besides them, gently plucking their phone out of their hands as they looked towards you.

“i missed you,” you said, bella humming in reply.

“i missed you too,” they said, reaching for their phone once more.

“hey, what’s wrong?” you said, noticing the way their eyebrows were crinkled together, the way they were when they were upset about something.

“nothing,” bella dismissed.

you sighed, taking bella’s face in your hands. their brown eyes bored into yours, as they looked down.

“how come you never told me about tara?” asked bella.

“tara? what about her? she’s just a friend,” you waved off with a shrug.

“does she know that?” bella asked, “i saw the way she was looking at you, touching you.”

you suddenly noticed what was wrong, pressing a kiss to bella’s forehead.

“are you jealous, bells?” you asked suddenly, and bella shrugged.

“i just…i was so excited to see you and i saw you with her. i hadn’t seen you in two months, and we only have five days left before i’m off again.” bella sighed.

“bella, i promise you,” you began, taking her hand, “we will make the best out of the next five days. we’ll get through all the traveling, and one day, when i’m not busy with school and you’re not busy with work, we’ll be able to build a life together, y’know?”

this seemed to make bella feel a little better, you felt their shoulders drop the tension they previously held.

“…you really want to build a life together?” bella asked hopefully, a blush tinting her cheeks.”

“i wouldn’t want to with anyone else but you.”

you and bella spent the next few hours talking about anything and everything. you felt everything clicking into place once more, and everything felt right.

however, bella’s exhaustion seemed to take affect, as their eyes were beginning to close as you gently played with their now-dry hair.

bella’s head was against their pillow, and you noticed they began to sniff it. you were about to question what they were doing, when they suddenly spoke up.

“…why does my pillow smell like you?” bella asked, “not that i’m complaining,” they added sleepily.

“i may or may not have been sleeping on your side of the bed because i missed you.” you mumbled sheepishly, as a giggle erupted from bella, and they suddenly turned your face towards them and planted a kiss on your lips.

yeah, you missed this.

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swftpoet · 2 years ago

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imagine it

Bella Ramsey

you're dancing in the club, feeling so good with yourself, sexy and confidence with your body all about you, so have someone...

They can't stop looking at you, hypnotized for you.

Bella Ramsey, but they are so shame, cause you are the moment, and she think can have a chance with you

BUT: actually you are dancing for her, and this is your little game

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x-aefx · 1 year ago

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NEW YEAR'S KISS

Bella Ramsey x reader

Summary: You find Bella just before the clock strikes midnight on New year's Eve.

Not proofread.

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Your house was swarmed with people dancing and drinking as music played loudly reaching every corner of the house. You hadn't even met the majority of the people here. Word spread of your party which was enough to lead everyone here.

If they weren't sipping from solo cups, they were dancing. And if they weren't dancing they were playing some party game, and by some chance they weren't doing that, they had been lucky enough to find someone to shamelessly makeout with.

You had spent the night dancing with your friends as the alcohol slowly took over your mind. One by one you had lost them to the sea of people in your home.

You twisted and turned in all directions looking for them. Pushing past strangers as you made your way outside. People began to crowd outside as midnight approached, you continued searching.

In the distance fireworks were being let off. Their bright colourful sparks lighting up the dark, clear night. The loud sound of them being set off causing giddiness to bubble inside of everyone.

You rubbed your eyes as your vision slowly blurred.

The dark silhouette of a figure sat on one of the swings was what motivated you to keep walking despite your growing exhaustion.

You were a good bit away from everybody else by now, the sound of the music losing its volume as you reached the swing set at the bottom of the garden. Clumsily you sat down on the only available one left.

Straight ahead of you, you could see the crowd of people gathered outside the patio, above them you got the perfect view of fireworks shooting into the sky.

"you know how to throw a good party."

The voice from beside you spoke up.

You turned to them, recognising Bella's voice immediately. You frowned.

"Bella what are you doing down here alone? It's scary just seeing a black figure on the swings."

Bella smiled at your comment.

"yet here you are."

"here I am." You confirmed.

It was silent for a moment, both of you watching the crowd ahead.

"me and Lily made a deal that if we both didn't find someone to kiss at midnight, we would be each other's new year's kiss. I'm starting to think that's not going to happen." You sighed softly. In truth it didn't bother you that much, it would've still been nice to not be the only one not getting a new year's kiss.

Bella glanced to where your eyes were fixated. She saw a girl and a boy sloppily making out, and put the pieces together. Her mouth forming an 'o' shape.

You had met Bella a few months ago but in that short time had become impossibly close. You trusted them as much as you did the friends you've had for years longer.

They weren't quite familiar with all your friends yet, but presumed that the girl you were staring at was Lily.

Bella pushed down their disappointment.

"Do you like Lily?" Bella asked, hoping you wouldn't notice the slight jealousy in their voice.

You turned to them not concealing your giggles.

"nah. I was just hoping to not be the only one without a new year's kiss tonight. It's stupid I know." You rested your head against the swing chain.

"if it makes you feel any better, I'm not getting one tonight either." Bella tried lightening up the mood.

You turned your body towards them. They looked good tonight. Short, brunette hair falling just past their shoulders in loose waves. They wore a navy blue crew neck with a black collared shirt underneath.

You hoped it was the alcohol in your system that was making your head fuzzy. Not Bella.

"why not?"

"because I don't think the girl I want to kiss is interested."

Your faces had grown closer and your breathing was heavy. Your heart was beating at a not so normal rate.

"who is she?"

"someone very special."

"do I know her?"

Bella hesitated. Her eyes flickered over to the crowd of people who suddenly grew louder.

"TEN!" Everyone began shouting.

"very well."

"NINE!"

"is she here tonight?" Your eyes grew heavy as they stared at Bella's lips.

"EIGHT!"

"yes. She's right here."

"SEVEN!"

You dragged your legs against the grass to inch the swing closer to Bella.

"SIX!"

Bella's fingers softly trailed up your exposed legs which your dress was too short to cover.

"FIVE!"

Your lips parted at the feeling of their hands on you.

"FOUR!"

Your eyes moved up to Bella's eyes, flickering between them."

"THREE!"

Bella leaned in until your foreheads were touching.

"TWO!"

You cupped their face with your hands as your eyes closed.

"ONE!"

Your lips met theirs. Bella's hands found your waist as they deepened the kiss. Cheers from everyone else could be heard. They didn't matter. Multiple fireworks went exploding in the sky, neither you or Bella looked up at them.

Your heart was plummeting in your chest. Butterflies danced and fluttered in your stomach.

The kiss was perfect.

Slowly you both pulled away for air.

Even if it was dark you knew your face had reddened and Bella's.

Both your breathing was heavy as you stared fondly at each other, your faces still close in proximity.

You couldn't contain your smile as you rested your forehead against Bella's once again.

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obsessedelusional · 1 year ago

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Internets Favorite Fangirl

paring ✦ Bella Ramsey x Fem!Reader

summary ✦ You are the internets most famous fangirl. You were a famous actor with no shame in thirsting over celebrities. So naturally you’re very public about your love with Pedro Pascal. Only to switch up when watching TLOU, fancying Bella. What happens when you show up to an award show they’re both attending? poorly proofread

word count ✦ 3,700ish

authors note ✦ hey sorry I’ve been mia I missed all y’all and want to start posting again anyways here’s a bellaxreader I wrote several months ago lmao im gonna post a few bella things I’ve been working on and even venture into tlou ((Abby Anderson is the love of my FUCKING LIFE)) ily bye

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It had become a reoccurring theme in your press interviews to be asked who your recent celebrity crush was. It started when you landed your first big movie. Shortly after the release in a chance to find out more about you fans search the internet for any crumb they could find. Someone found an old Harry Styles fan page you had when you were a teen. You were absolutely mortified by the stuff they were finding. Deleting it wouldn’t undo it so you learned to embrace it. Quickly becoming the internets most famous fan girl.

Making TikTok’s and tweets thirsting after unattainable celebrities. The whole internet eating it up and thirsting along with you. Your most recent viral moment was a TikTok you made featuring the infamous dvcree Pedro Pascal edit. Your face green screened over the original with a caption talking about this singular edit has taken over your for you page and you were enjoying every second of it.

With the upcoming release of the anticipated second movie to your most popular role you were busy doing press work. Sometimes by yourself but mostly with the rest of the cast. Today you were invited to do an google auto complete video with you male costar, Johnathan, who plays your love interest.

The first board asking where your from, then your age, and other basic questions. The next board is handed to you all the google searches begin with ‘who’.

“Who is y/n?” You read aloud laughing as you read.

“I am. That’s me. I act sometimes but mostly embarrass myself on the internet.” You costar laughs agreeing with the last half of your statement.

“Who is y/n dating?”

“I wish I had some juicy gossip to share but I’m as single as it gets.”

“Who is y/n’s celebrity crush?” You sit there and think, your smile grows bigger when it comes to your mind.

“Oh this one’s easy. I know.” Jonathan says.

“Who?”

“Pedro Pascal.”

“Pssssh that was so last week.” Jonathan audibly gasps.

“Who then?”

“We’ll it’s actually his fault.”

“Who’s fault?”

“Pedro’s.”

“Please explain.” Jonathan says confused.

“Well I’m late on the train but I just binged watch The Last of Us. I was the last of us to watch it.” You laugh at your own joke, Jonathan doesn’t only shakes his head disapprovingly.

“Anyways I started watching it for Pedro but stayed for Bella Ramsey.”

“Bella? The one who played Ellie?” Jonathan asks, his face telling you he doesn’t get it.

“Yeah them. You may not understand but the girls will get it.” You respond.

“Okay you heard it here first y/n is single and wants Bella Ramsey. My turn.” He says as he reaches for his board to read off the questions directed at him.

—

A few days pass before the video is released. Your publicist notify you it’s out and you don’t dare watch it, just pray that you didn’t do anything to embarrassing this time. It doesn’t take long before your notifications are flooded with people talking about the interview. You read a few before realizing a theme, Bella.

Everyone is tagging Bella in clips of you gushing over her. An edit of you saying the girls will get it followed by edited clips of Bella to the beat of a song. You may have watched it one too many times before favoriting it. Just as you about to close TikTok you get an Instagram notification from a verified account. It’s Bella following you, you click the notification not believing for a second it’s real.

But it is.

—

Two weeks ago Bella had made the first move by following you on Instagram. The internet went crazy when they realized quickly shipping the two of you. No one realizing that was the extent of your relationship, mutually following each other on instagram. It had crossed your mind at least a hundred times, you had drafted plenty first messages. Always deleting your words before you could muster up the courage to press send.

Tonight no different, you were in the process of preparing for a movie and tv awards show. In your dressing room being pampered by your glam squad. Clicking away at your phone looking for any sign that Bella was going to be here tonight. If they were you’d have no choice by to say hello. Cursing yourself because if only you had messaged Bella beforehand this would be less awkward.

A knock at your door steals your attention and your crew stops what there doing. The door opens revealing your manager, the biggest grin on her face. Something was up.

“We have a surprise for you.” She sings with a soft smile.

“So finish what your doing and meet us in room A3.” She says before shutting the door. You ask your team if they know what’s happening but they all answer with a shrug of the shoulders.

—

“Why are there cameras?” You ask as your guided to room A3. The door is shut, your mind races wondering what it could possibly be. Everyone around you is looking suspiciously excited for what’s about to happen. Your instructed to open the door so you do so, peaking your head in as it creeps open.

With nothing more than your head in the room, you peek around into the darkness. Blinded momentarily when the light turns on from inside. Blinking as an attempt to get your sight back your greeted by none other than Pedro Pascal.

“Absolutely fucking not.” You spit following with a squeal as you shut the door. Leaving Pedro alone in the room with whoever else in there. He erupts into laughter, a sound you had heard many times online.

“There’s no fucking way this is real.” You turn around ready to run greeted by the camera shoved in your face. Realizing you have no choice in this matter. With a nervous breakdown around the corner you open the door. Peaking your head once again making eye contact with Pedro.

“I’m sorry.” You say too afraid to approach already had made a fool of yourself.

“Don’t be.” Pedro laughs, calming your nerves temporarily.

“Hi.” Is all you can manage to spit out.

“Hi honey,” he smiles and waves, making you melt. The two of your still stood a few feet apart. You’re looking him up and down and moving your gaze onto your manger who’s sat in the corner motioning you to get closer.

“You can come closer. I don’t bite.. I mean unless…” His voice trails off and turns into laughter. You laugh before closing the gap, hugging Pedro. After you pose next to Pedro as photos are taken. His arm rests on your shoulder. You look up at the man next to you he’s already looking down at you.

“I was so excited to meet you a few weeks ago.”

“How long have you guys been planning this?” You ask.

“A little over a month.” Your manager answers.

“Yeah then you had to go and switch up on me.” He sighs dramatically, letting his arm fall from your shoulders.

“What did-“

“Don’t act so innocent Y/N. Don’t think I didn’t hear about your new found love for Bella.” Your eyes go wide realizing what he’s talking about.

“They better not pop up out of nowhere. I can’t handle two surprises today.”

“See exactly it’s like I don’t even matter to you anymore.” Pedro whines face falling.

“You do matter but…” You start to go on about Bella but stop your self.

“But what?” Pedro must notice your the worry in your face because he takes it back.

“I’m just giving you a hard time.” He teases.

—

“It really was nice meeting you.” You say your goodbyes but decide to follow it up with an apology for your actions when you were surprised. The cameras were gone now.

“Don’t worry about it. If anything I should be worried. Bella’s not gonna be happy with me.” Your ears perk up at the mention of Bella not being happy.

“Why?”

“I’ve said to much.” He attempts to change the conversation.

“Wait you can’t just say that and pretend like you didn’t.” He let’s out a defeated sigh in response.

“Bella has not shut up about you in weeks. I tried to convince them to tag along but they refused. Which turned into a whole thing. Bella made me promise several times not to embarrass them.” Pedro rambles on before stopping face full of regret.

“I won’t say anything if you won’t.” You respond.

“Deal.”

Maybe you don’t plan on repeating the words that had come out of Pedro’s mouth but they surely lit the fire in your self to finally message Bella or maybe even say hello if you saw them tonight. Your rushed to finish getting ready before being instructed to walk the carpet. Taking pictures first and then stopping to do mini interviews.

Your in the middle of the red carpet where your stood answering questions for some publication. When you hear the crowd and paparazzi roar. Bella is stood next to Pedro, they’re holding hands. Pedro giving his full attention to the cameras while Bella is sneaking glances at you. In front of the camera still and the interviewer waiting for an answer you smile one last time, waving softly before going back to answering. Your whole demeanor changing from the subtle interaction with Bella, suddenly a little more smiley than before.

Eventually you’re seated at table, you say your hellos to the few people sitting with you. The seats next to you empty, so you take a peek at the name tags on table. Pedro is suppose to be sat right next to and Bella next to him. You don’t have time to process it because you hear the voice of the man who’s suppose to be sitting next to you. You turn around and he’s busy talking, no sign of Bella. You face forward in your seat, pulling out your phone to distract yourself.

“Told I’m sitting next to you but I don’t want to.” Pedro says from behind you. You smile politely kind of confused watching as he changes Bella’s name place with his. Sitting down where Bella was suppose to be. He sports the biggest grin as you realizing what he’s doing. He whispers you’re welcome before averting his attention else where.

Within seconds your planning your escape but it doesn’t matter because the familiar British accent fills your ears as they chat up some other people at a nearby table. If you left now it’d be too obvious, so you sit there painfully waiting for Bella to sit right next to you. A few long minutes pass before you fill the seat being pulled out and someone sitting down. You look over and smile, making eye contact with Bella who’s a few inches away.

“Hi.” Bella says with a shy smile.

“Hi.” You say back, barely a whisper.

“This is kinda crazy. I’ve never been to an event this big. Especially in America, this is on a whole other level.” Bella explains, staring a conversation.

“Oh yeah you’re probably far from home. Where do you live?” You ask, you already know the answer but Bella doesn’t need to know all that.

“The UK.” Bella responds.

“Oh damn. I’ve had to make that trip a few times. Absolute hell.” You say causing Bella to laugh lightly.

“Yeah kinda. Getting used to it after so many times. It’s usually worth it.”

“Well I hope this time is worth it.” You respond, you haven’t stopped smiling since Bella sat down.

“It already is.” Bella teases, their tone a bit flirty causing you to temporarily malfunction unable to come up with a response. Thank god some camera man comes by asking Pedro and Bella to take some pictures before the show starts.

As soon as Bella’s attention isn’t on you anymore your aggressively messaging your best friend, freaking the fuck out. As you’re typing some one grabs you hand, trying to get you to stand up. It’s Pedro and he’s begging for a photo with you. You happily oblige standing up but Pedro has a plan, posing you next to Bella. He takes a few photos with the two of you before stepping out of the way. Your unsure what to do but without notice Bella arm is around your waist. Pulling you a little closer, you smile for the picture and then look to Bella who’s already looking at you causing you to smile even bigger than before.

—

You two spend the beginning of the award show chatting in between breaks and sneaking glances at each other. Pedro constantly giving you looks, letting you know he’s happy with what’s happening. About half way though the show, a member of the shows staff comes to grab you and Pedro. Apparently the two of you presenting a reward.

You were not prepared for this in the slightest but it’s not the first time, you’ll be fine. You keep telling yourself that. It’s your time to go out, Pedro follows closely behind. You smile as everyone starts to cheer, when your finally to the podium Pedro begins reading off the teleprompter. You can’t help but cringe as the words as they come out, praying that it’s not too obvious.

“Today we’re here to present the award for break out actress.” Pedro says.

“Yeah… it’s been so amazing watching these nominees make their dreams come true.” You say through gritted teeth.

“With enough hard work and dedication, your dreams are possible. Just like her dreams.” He laughs, pointing to you.

“What do you mean Pedro?” You read off, sounding entirely out of touch with the words coming out. Confused where this could possibly going.

“Your hard work at being a fangirl, has finally paid off. You got to meet me. The man of your dreams.” Pedro can barley finish, laughing harder than he should be. Stopping every other word to laugh or catch his breath from laughing so hard. You don’t have any words being prompted at you, so you laugh and agree. Being shut up by the sound of your own voice being blasted from behind you.

“Absolutely fucking not.” You hear and followed by the sound of a door being slammed. You turn around in horror seeing yourself, on the biggest screen freaking out about meeting Pedro.

“There’s no fucking way this is real.” Plays on the screen, your curse words being bleeped. This is more embarrassing than anything you could’ve imagined that they had planned for this footage. You watch in full disgust too afraid to face the crowd of thousands. You hear them laughing at every stupid thing that leaves your mouth in the video, adding to your embarrassment.

When the video finally ends, Pedro gives you a hug. Saying something about how it’s okay in your ear but you’re far too gone from the moment to understand him. You turn to the face the crowd, the actor in your turning on.

“Well that was embarrassing.” You laugh.

“It’s okay, everyone loved it.” Pedro responds.

“Yeah everyone but me. Anyways, the nominees are…” You say as at attempt to make this end sooner. The nominees play in the background as you avoid eye contact with everyone in the crowd, just kinda looking off in the distance. Especially Bella because you two were hitting it off so we’ll and now the whole room, including Bella, just watched Pedro talk about your new found love for them.

Pedro starts ripping at an envelope letting you know it’s time to announce. The both of you read of the winner and start clapping. When the winner gets to the stage, you hug them before moving out of the way. Listening intently as they give their speech. It’s finally time to leave and you waste absolutely no time getting off that stage. Once backstage your overwhelmed by the sheer amount of good jobs and laughs at what just happened to you. Your manger tells you that was perfect.

“No more suprises please that was horrible.” You mutter, embarrassed and ready for the night to be over. Your manager apologizes. You make the walk back to the table, being stopped several times on the way. When you finally see your seat, Bella sees you. They flash a smile at you as you sit down. Pedro following close behind.

“That was something.” Bella says teasingly.

“That was embarrassing, I’m sorry.” You say not finding it funny.

“Why are you apologizing?” They ask, face full of concern.

“Because I opened my big mouth and dragged you into this.”

“I don’t mind. I actually kinda enjoy it.”

“Enjoy it?” You ask, your sour mood suddenly disappearing.

“Who wouldn’t enjoy one of the most beautiful and talented actors out there publicly simping for them?” Bella says, bringing your smile back.

“Beautiful?”

“Mhmm and talented.”

The two of you spend the rest of the night talking whenever you can. Pedro often inserting himself, neither of you minding. When it finally ends you can’t help but feel sad. Wishing the night could some how continue. You say your goodbyes, hugging Pedro. Then hugging Bella, a little longer than the hug with Pedro.

“It was nice meeting you.” You say as you pull away.

“You too.” Bella smiles as you walk away, your manager hounding you to get back to the dressing room so you can leave.

“How long are you in town?” You ask.

“I actually have to get on a plane back tomorrow afternoon.” Bella responds, sadness apparent in their voice.

“Oh well, shit that sucks.”

“What do you normally do after an award show?” Bella asks.

“Normally I get some terrible fast food and rot in bed until I fall asleep.” You respond honestly.

“I could go for some terrible fast food..” Bella says, with a hint of hope you’d understand what they were trying to say.

“I’d love it if you joined me.” You say, blush appearing. You make plans with Bella, letting them know you’d have to go to dressing room and unglam yourself. Bella understands following you to the dressing room, waiting for you outside of it. Eventually you come out in sweats, hair tied up and no more makeup.

“We’ll now I feel overdressed.” Bella teases, noticing your causal attire.

“You can borrow some clothes at mine.” You say, not realizing that you’re unofficially inviting Bella over to your home. Bella nods yes, biggest smile plastered on their face as they follow you out of the venue.

—

An hour later, Bella and you are laid up in bed. Tummy’s full watching some bad reality show. Doesn’t matter because you two can’t stop talking, not paying much attention to the tv. The conversation flows naturally, never missing a beat. Little did you know the internet was actively loosing their shit over all the content of the two of you tonight. Unaware of all of it, neither of you feeling any need to check your phones.

“I’m so glad I got to meet you tonight.” You say when the conversation starts to lull.

“Me too. I’ve been wanting to message you for weeks but I was absolutely terrified.” Bella admits.

“Me too. I was scared shitless when I realized you were sitting next to me. I’ve made a complete and utter fool of myself.” You say, looking at Bella who suddenly seems way closer than before. Tension between the two of you is heavy.

“Not at all.” Bella reassures you for what feels like the hundredth time.

“You sure? Because I still can’t believe-“ Your words are cut off by Bella kissing you softly, pulling away quickly.

“I like you. Okay? Please don’t fret over it.” Bella laughs, your laid there in shock. The biggest stupidest grin on your face.

“I like you too.” You whisper barley audible cause you’re quick with pressing your lips to Bella’s. This kid lasting a lot longer than the first.

—

The next morning, you two sleep in after staying up late. Only giving you two an hour before Bella has to get on the plane. You offer to drive Bella to their hotel, so they can pack and end up dropping them off at the airport too. Saying goodbye with a sweet kiss and plans to see each other in the near future.

You get into your car and pull out of the airport. A whole mix of emotions. Happy because of the prospects of a relationship with Bella but also sadness because Bella lives so far away. If the two of you do end up making it official, it’ll be long distance. The short drive home is spent in silence trying to figure out of the feelings your currently experiencing all at once. When you pull into your garage, your phone goes off its Bella.

Bella: thank you for last night, had so much fun and I can’t wait to see you again

You: is it stupid that I kinda miss you already?

Bella: I miss you too xxx

You catch yourself smiling so hard at your phone. Before you can respond Bella messages you again letting you know that their getting on the plane, they’ll message you as soon as they can. You shoot a short sweet message back and close the messages app.

You start opening your social media apps and your mentions are flooded with Bella and you at the award show. Hundred of photos from the event. People taking notice of the way you two were looking at each other. Then photos of you two leaving together. Most recently blurry photos of you off someones phone, outside of the airport saying goodbye to Bella.

“That was fast.” You groan aloud to yourself. Everyone is assuming the two of you are dating and you can’t blame them. You have a dozen unread messages from family, friends and people on your team.

A notification lets you know Pedro tagged you in a story. You click it and it’s the blurry photo of you kissing Bella outside the airport, with text that says ‘you’re welcome’. He tagged you and Bella in it. You can’t stop the laugh that leaves your mouth. Praying that Bella has knowledge of all this and isn’t blindsided when they get off the plane.

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