#boy meets world imagine

[crazyk-imagine]

Kicking and Newfound Spouses

Pairing: Shawn Hunter x Female!reader

Characters: Shawn Hunter, Female!reader, Cory Matthews, Topanga Lawrence, Jack Hunter

Warnings: Fluff, Cory being a dramatic bish, Panga is our homie, Jack is clueless, Shawn just wants his lady love, Eric is not mentioned but hiding somewhere in the scene, this was fun, I wanted to write for this fandom for a while, my baby bad boy hunter for the win, shawn introducing himself is an inside joke

Word Count: 570

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You sit at the corner booth in your favorite restaurant, enjoying the quietness at your table even as the noise around you gets louder.

-

Shawn looks to his left and finds you, sitting there looking as pretty as ever.

Cory catches his gaze and realizes what, more like who, he’s looking at.

He shakes his head, “hey, Shawn.”

His friend turns to look at him.

“No.”

He pouts.

-

Topanga slips away from the two and wanders towards your table.

-

“Remember when we were ten and turned eleven?”

“Vaguely but go on.”

“She kicked you out of your chair because you called her essay messy. Are you- are you still with me here?”

“I am but I don’t see your point.”

“She will kick you out of your chair again, Shawn.”

“And I’ll lay on the floor a happy man.” He all but runs away from Cory.

-

“Hey," he slips in beside you. “Shawn hunter at your service,” he holds his hand out to you.

You glance at it and his face and can’t understand why he’s at the booth or trying to persuade you. “To what? Fail?”

He furrows his brows confused by your comment, most girls would start swooning over him by now.

He shakes his head and continues. “No, to study.”

-

Cory stands in the corner still, biting his nails. “He's lost it.”

-

“You’ve never once studied in your life, Hunter. What makes you think I’d want to study with you now?”

“It’ll be a date you won’t forget,” he tells you with one hundred percent certainty.

You take a deep breath, “I’ll admit that was a little smooth on your part, kudos to you but I can’t take that chance right now. I’m trying to get a good grade.”

“What about after?”

“After what?”

“The test. I want to go out with you.” You glance at Topanga from the corner of your eye, needing some reassurance that what he’s saying is real and not a joke.

You angle yourself to face him, “if there was ever a time where I’d say yes, which I haven’t yet, what would you be willing to do in order for that date to happen?”

He takes a deep breath, “I’ll let you kick me out of this booth.”

The corner of your lips twitch. “You two can’t let that go, huh.”

“No, Cory’s traumatized by it but for me, that was the day I knew I met someone who I’d be happy calling my wife.”

Your eyes widen and you can’t help but chuckle.

He always knew the things to say to get a response out of you.

“Deal.” You hold your hand out for him to shake.

He shakes your hand and places a soft kiss on the back of it before letting you kick him out.

“My butt might be sore later, but I’m not upset about it.”

-

Jack leans down to ask Cory, “did he just let someone kick him out of a booth?”

The younger man nods his head, “he told her to.”

“I’m afraid to ask but why?”

“They’re going on a date.”

“Oh. Oh. He does realize that’s not how you ask a girl out, right?”

“He has his methods, and you have yours.”

[boymeetsimagines]

Crazy Luther | Eric Matthews x F!Reader

Summary: On your first day of orientation at Pennbrooke, an old friend helps you out of the unwanted attention of Crazy Luther.

It was your first official day at Pennbrooke and you couldn’t have been more excited. You’d found a great apartment within walking distance from the campus after running into a former classmate at John Adams High a couple days before orientation. Even though Topanga was a year younger than you, you'd always managed to have a couple classes together every year before your parents moved to New York your junior year. You knew it had to have been fate to run into her right after she’d run into Jack, Shawn’s long lost brother who was in the need for some new roommates.

Even though there was apparently a lot of drama going on between the two brothers, Shawn had agreed to be the fourth roommate and you were excited to live with at least one friendly face.

You expected to see more former classmates at orientation, since the campus was so close to your former high school, but found yourself disappointed when you didn’t recognize a single person.

You did, however, attract the attention of one student. He’d introduced himself as Luther, but a friendly girl pulled you aside after and warned you that the guy had a bad reputation and even a nickname already.

Determined to give everyone the benefit of the doubt (plus you had to admit, the guy was handsome), you quickly found yourself less and less flattered as he continued to become more forward in his flirting. He was grabby and possessive in a way that made your bad vibes bat signal go off. You’d been in a bad relationship before - you knew the signs. But he wasn’t backing off.

“Come on, sweetheart,” he coo’d, following you as you walked through the quad. “Have dinner with me tonight.”

“I can’t. I already have plans with my roommates,” you replied, thanking God that you actually did have these plans. Jack had promised tonight would be the first official roommate dinner and you were finally going to meet the illusive third roommate that you’d still managed to not run into.

“Skip it! Come on, doll. I’ll take you to places you’ve never been,” he grabbed your arm to stop you from walking, pulling you closer toward him as his grip grew stronger.

Out of instinct, you pushed him away, “Get off!”

“What’s your problem? You got a boyfriend or somethin’?” He continued to walk toward you, taking up more of your space than you were comfortable with.

As if out of desperation, you began to look around to see if there was anyone, anyone who could save you.

Low and behold, the first friendly face you’d manage to see from your former school appeared in the window of the student center to your left.

“As a matter of fact,” you said sternly, giving Luther your attention, “I do. And he’s right in there, so if you’ll excuse me.”

You pushed past him and walked through the student center doors, heading straight for the guy you hadn’t seen in two years as he sat by himself on a bench near the back reading a magazine. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Luther still standing by the doorway, watching you. So you knew you had to make this look convincing.

“Eric Matthews,” you said softly, standing in front of him to try and block his face from the doorway.

Eric looked up at you, his brow rising in both confusion and something else you didn’t quite recognize as he took you in. For a second, you feared that he didn’t remember you and your heart began to beat even faster than you thought possible.

When he finally greeted you in kind by saying your first and last name, your heart began to race for another reason. “What are you—“

“No time,” you stopped him, grabbing the magazine from his hands and settling down in his lap. You lightly caressed his cheek as he continued to peer up at you, and you weren’t sure if his face was purely surprised or if there was a small hint of awe in them. You whispered “play along” as you leaned in closely, his eyes flitting to your lips as you did before you dove in.

Cradling his face and pulling it to yours, you poured yourself in a deep kiss that was meant to convince Luther that this was your boyfriend. Eric jumped slightly at first from your abrupt action, then grew stiff, as if he were doing something wrong. But you were surprised to feel him very quickly give in to whatever it was you were doing here as he wrapped his arms around you and adjusted you onto his lap more comfortably, his left hand gripping at your back and the other on your hip. Deepening the kiss, your hands moved up toward the nape of his neck and moved up, diving into the silky soft curtain of hair that you’d always fantasized about in high school. A soft moan left his throat as your finger nails took on a mind of their own against his scalp and you felt yourself whimper at the sound, melting into his kiss. It was a perfect mixture of tender but demanding, controlled but completely fueled by reckless abandon.

The sound of someone clearing their throat harshly caused you both to jump, finally pulling away from each other to face the intruder. You were annoyed to see that it was still Luther. This guy just could not take a hint.

“So this the boyfriend, huh? I give it a week and you’ll be beggin’ me to take you out. See ya around, sweetheart.”

You groaned as he finally walked out of the room, feeling your body limp at the obvious defeat you felt.

“Boyfriend?” Eric’s voice brought you back as you felt yourself stiffen, realizing that you were still seated very snuggly in the lap of your high school crush.

But his arms hadn’t moved. In fact, you realized that you’d felt them tighten a little more around you when Luther had confronted you.

“Um yeah,” you said timidly, knowing that your cheeks had to be the brightest shade of red humanly imaginable. “That was Luther. Apparently he’s also known as Crazy Luther.”

His brow creased seriously, “Crazy Luther? Who sells the stereo products at low prices?”

You chuckled, shaking your head. “No, according to the rumors he chewed the fingers off his own brother.”

“Well he’s never gonna sell stereos with that kind of reputation.” He smiled at you in that all too familiar Eric smile and you felt your heart contract against your will.

You thought you’d gotten over your crush back when you were a junior and he was a senior, trying desperately to tutor him so he wouldn’t have to repeat his senior year. But he was just so charming and funny and so damn insightful when he wanted to be, you couldn’t help but fall for him.

And here you were, two years later, giving in to that damn smile once more.

You realized again that he hadn’t moved his arms or tried to push you off of him, though you didn’t necessarily feel trapped. It felt comfortable, actually, and that feeling made you jump off his lap immediately and try to find your words again.

All the emotions finally caught up with you: violated by Luther’s disregard for you saying no; anger that he only begrudgingly respected your choice because of another man’s power; guilt over doing nearly the exact same thing to a former friend by pushing yourself on him; and complete and total embarrassment because holy shit you just made out with Eric Matthews.

“I’m so sorry,” you finally said, slightly pacing. “He just wouldn’t back off and take no for an answer. Finally he asked if I had a boyfriend and I saw you in the window and I don’t know what came over me. But I saw an easy out and I took it and I’m just so sorry again for doing that to you.”

Eric chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck as he shook his head. “Hey, yeah, no need to be sorry. I’m happy to help. Just to be safe, you should stay for a few minutes though until he’s left the area for good. Don’t want him thinking you made out with some stranger just to get away from him.”

“Heaven forbid,” you mocked, chuckling with him as you sat next to him on the bench.

A few minutes easily turned into hours as you and Eric caught up. He told you about his year off after graduation. You told him about your time in New York. He was teasing you about not going to college in the big apple when your watch beeped.

“Damn,” you cursed, realizing how late it’d gotten. “I’m sorry, Eric. I’ve gotta go to this thing—“

“Oh, yeah it’s no problem!” he said reassuringly, lifting up with you as he looked at his own watch. “I’ve gotta run too actually. But, this was fun.”

“The assault or the conversation?” you joked, a blush rising to your cheeks at the mention of the kiss.

He chuckled as you both began to walk out of the student center, running his hand through his hair. It was shorter than it’s been when you left John Adams, but it still looked just as luxurious. “Both, actually. I’ll see ya around?”

“Definitely,” you confirmed, sending him a smile as you parted ways. Quickly, you raced across the campus to the apartment building, disappointed to have cut your time with Eric short but ready to finally sit down with all your roommates. This was going to be your year — you could feel it!

[loser-fics]

The Game Plan (Shawn Hunter x reader)

Summary: Topanga, Cory and Angela are tired of seeing you and Shawn being so obviously in love yet not together, and plan to change that for the better.

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Approaching your locker, you locked eyes with Shawn. A sweet smile formed on his face and you almost dropped the books you were holding.

“Hey.”

“Hey…”

After about 5 minutes of getting lost in each others eyes, Cory waved his hands in front of both your faces, snapping you both out of it. You blinked a few times before registering what he was actually saying.

“Er hello? Earth to lovebirds? Can you hear me?”

Neither you or Shawn corrected him after calling you that, neither of you ever did when he called you two a relationship-y term. You did wonder if he liked you back but he was always dating someone else up until now.

“What is it about each other that’s making you both so quiet?” Angela spoke, looking at you, and then at Shawn, and back again a few times.

Neither of you got to answer before the bell rang and you all went to your next class.

/inside Feeny’s class/

Cory leant back on his chair and turned to face Shawn.

“Why haven’t you asked them out already?”

Shawn sighed before starting to answer

“Well I-“

“Mr Hunter, Mr Matthews, do you have something more interesting to talk about than my lesson?” Feeny said, eyeing the two.

“No.” The two groaned before Feeny started lecturing them on whatever they missed while talking.

While Feeny was distracted, Angela turned to you.

“Look that boy loves you, we can all tell, why don’t you ask him out?”

“I just can’t-”

“And why not?”

“Because… it’s never the right time, I never get a chance, I don’t know-”

“Maybe I’ll help you find a chance”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Wait and see Y/N, don’t worry, I’ll take care of it”

/after class in a hallway/

Cory cornered Shawn before asking him again.

“Why. Have. You. Not. Asked. Y/N. Out, I know you’re in love Shawn, actually I think everyone knows”

“I don’t know how.”

“What? You’ve asked people out a million times before, what’s the difference?”

“The difference is… I really like Y/N, and I think I want a real lasting relationship with them I just- oh god they’re gonna think they’re just another two week-er”

“No, Shawn-”

“Just forget about it Cory…” Shawn said before walking off.

Cory turned around to see Topanga, who’d heard the entire thing, and had the same half shocked, half sympathetic look on her face as Cory did.

“I’m tired of seeing them pining over each other all the time” Angela said, walking up to Topanga and Cory.

“Agreed” Topanga nodded, “But how do we make them realise it themselves?”

They thought for a moment before Topanga spoke again.

“Actually… we could always play a game.”

“What game-” Cory responded in confusion

“7 minutes in heaven.”

“That’s not the worst idea-“ Angela spoke before she was interrupted by Cory.

“Oh come on, we’re not 12, in what circumstance would we ever possibly do that. Cory said, attempting to shut down the idea as a whole. “Honestly honey, I would be easier to just lock them in there-”

“CORY!”

“What, they’d get mad at us for a minute before realising they’re alone. together.”

“Cory we can’t just lock them in a closet, and honestly I think they’d be up for 7 minutes in heaven, they want to be together don’t they? This gives them a chance.”

“Angela’s right, now you get Shawn and we’ll get Y/N. Tell him we’re all just gonna hang out at your place. We take a few minutes of just talking before I propose the idea. Then for authenticity, when they agree, I’ll spin around with my eyes shut pointing at whoever will go in. To make sure it’s going to be them, cough when I’m pointing at them, we all understand the plan?”

Angela and Cory nodded.

“Great, meet at yours, 8 o’clock.”

/Cory’s house, 8pm/

All of you had gathered in Cory’s room and had been talking for a while before you finally said something about the huge pile of clothes on the floor, next to his empty closet.

“You rearranging or something?” You said as you gestured to the pile.

“Well actually” Cory said, standing up, “Topanga thought it would be fun if we played 7 minutes in heaven”

“Why exactly, Topanga?” Shawn questioned. His confused face was so cute, he scrunched his nose a bit and he put a hand on the back of his neck-

“I thought it would be nice if we all played some old games, y’know er- see if it’s any different now.”

“Er ok… well I’m in I guess, Y/N, Angela?” Shawn responded, still looking confused.

You and Angela nodded before Topanga stood up getting in the middle of the room and shutting her eyes.

“Ok everyone move around since I know here you are, and if I turn to a wall then I’ll go in”

You all did as she said, before she started spinning around with her finger out, pointing at whoever she turned to.

Cory coughed rather loudly just as Topanga had turned to Shawn.

Topanga smiled when she saw the plan piecing together.

“Well Shawn it is with……”

Shawn winked to no one in particularly before walking to lean against the closet as Topanga started spinning.

Cory coughed again as she turned to you.

“Y/N!”

Your eyes widened and you turned to look at Shawn who had the same expression, before he noticed you looking and quickly changed to a smirk.

“Well babe, c’mon in” he gestured to the closet before you both walked in.

Cory shut the doors, leaving you both in near complete darkness. It was small the two of you were pressed against each other slightly. You were about to say something before you heard Cory yell.

“OH NO I LOST THE KEY…”

Angela and Topanga looked at him with a surprised and slightly disappointed expression before Topanga whisper shouted at him.

“WHAT KEY, IT’S A CLOSET!!”

“I THOUGHT THEY MIGHT NEED MORE THAN 7 MINUTES!!” Cory whisper shouted back.

“YOU IDIOT”

“Key?” Shawn questioned.

“I think we just have to go with it” You replied.

“So….”

“…So…”

You looked down for a second before Shawn slowly brought his hands to yours, talking hold of them. You looked up at him and he pulled you closer.

“Y/N.” He quickly sighed nervously.

“Yeah?”

“I love you. I love you so much, I’ve been in love with you for ages, i-”

He paused to look at you, studying your expression. One of relief mixed with joy and… love.

“I love you too.”

“Y/N do you- do you wanna-”

“Yes.”

“Really?”

“Of course” you said as you took your hands away from his and wrapped them around him, and the leaning in to kiss him. He kissed you back, deeply, now holding your waist.

You made out for a while… a long while. You wanted him so badly you could just-

“HEY LOVEBIRDS IT’S BEEN HALF AN HOUR” Cory yelled.

“WHAT HAVE YOU FOUND YOUR KEY NOW?” Shawn yelled back.

“…YES.” Cory opened the doors and you and Shawn begrudgingly walked out, him putting one arm around you.

“So….?!” Topanga looked at you two.

“Yes we’re together.” You responded

“IT REALLY DID WORK-!” Cory said before Topanga covered his mouth with her hand.

“What worked?” Shawn questioned, looking at Cory.

“Nothing, just he’s happy you’re finally together” Angela responded.

You and Shawn looked at each other before sharing another kiss, which was followed by a number of ‘awwwww’s.

<3

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A/N: no details of the make out because quite frankly I don’t know how to make out, make it up for yourselves kids.

[princessconsuela120]

❇SOMETHING STUPID❇

*cover coming soon*

↬ in which anna hunter spent her whole life loving eric matthews, and she just now realized it.

cover art by @clownfacepancakes120

pairings: Eric Matthews x reader, Shawn Hunter x sister!reader

Warnings: mature themes, may contain smut.

BACKGROUND + DETAILS PROLOGUE

CAST

— ❇

chapter one : pilot

chapter two: on the fence

chapter three: cory's alternative friends

chapter four: killer bee

chapter five: boys II mensa

[cantstoptheimagines]

Surprise (Shawn Hunter | Boy Meets World)

Summary — Just as you start to believe that Shawn has forgotten about Valentine’s Day, he shows up with a surprise!

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Reader feels slightly neglected by Shawn; other than that, it’s pure fluff.

Notes ➳ ‘Can’t Stop the Love’ Event (11/14) ➳ Word Count is 198.  ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them). ➳ “You thought I forgot, but you were wrong! Surprise!”

FAQ | Masterlist | Fandoms | Requests | Coming Soon | Schedule 

If looks could kill, Shawn Hunter would be dead. Your narrowed eyes and crossed arms sent fearful shivers down his spine.

He stood in front of you, arms spread out to present his hard work. The room was filled with balloons, streamers, and flowers. The expression on your face, however, made him think that following Cory’s advice of ignoring you for the whole day in order set up an elaborate date probably wasn’t the best idea.

“You thought I forgot, but you were wrong!” he laughed nervously. “Surprise!”

His anxious smile remained as you continued to stare at him. Even though you were rather upset with him, he could see your eyes occasionally glance at the decorations and gifts spread throughout the room. 

“I bought you some cupcakes,” he said.

You raised an eyebrow, shuffling cautiously. Shawn almost smirked. Cupcakes always got your attention. They also helped him earn your forgiveness. 

“If you weren’t so cute,” you said, hardened resolve finally dwindling away, “you’d be in so much trouble right now.”

He beamed happily at you. You then grabbed his outstretched hand, allowing him to pull you close.

“So what have you learned?”

“Never listen to Cory.”

“Exactly.”

[trashforlegacies]

in my boy meets world era again and I would love some eric matthews fanfic recommendations!!

[yellow-eyed-sams-wife]

Aww I literally don't care how old this story or show is cause Boy Meets World and most of it's characters have a huge special place in my heart!! Not to mention this story is so sweet and pure fluff!!

@imagine-that

Welcome to my ever expanding list of favorite blogs and Happy October you super sweet, creative and skilled individual!

🖤🥰⚰️🪦🐾🌕🐺🧛‍♀️🧛‍♂️🧟‍♀️🧟‍♂️👻🍂🧡🎃🦇

Rubbing your eyes, you open the front door sleepily, looking at the boy in front of you for answers to the late hour.

Shawn enters, beginning to pace around the room out of stress before you can even speak.

“Well good evening to you too.” You murmur with a lazy smile, taking a seat on the couch.

“Yeah hi.” He waves you off, still moving around frantically.

“You’re lucky my parents aren’t home right now Hunter or they’d probably kill you.” You inform him. When he doesn’t respond, you huff a sigh, watching him worriedly. After a few more moments of stressful silence, you stand and go over to him.

“Ok Shawn you’re starting to freak me out, what’s wrong?” You ask as you grab his shoulders gently to bring his pacing to a halt.

“It’s- it’s nothing. I don’t know why I came here.” He mutters, turning towards the door. You run around him and put your body over the door, blocking him in.

“Y/n you don’t need to worry. I’m probably just overreacting.” He says, trying to reassure you with a tight smile but you see right through it with his tone of unease.

“Spill Hunter.” You order, pointing a stern finger to the couch. With limited protests he takes a seat but stubbornly decides to stay silent. “Please?” You add as you take a seat next to him.

“It’s fine. I’m fine. I can handle it myself.” He grumbles and you through your hands in the air in frustration, causing him to go wide eyed in surprise,

“Just because you can doesn’t mean you have to Shawn.” You sigh. “Why do you always think you have to do everything on your own?” You ask, looking at him expectantly.

“Because I did. For the longest time in my life, all I had for help was Core. Now... well now I have you. I don’t really know what to do with that.” He admits quietly, refusing to meet your eyes.

You watch him as he takes your hand into his and fiddles around, clamping and unclamping your hands together and toying with your fingers. He liked to keep busy whenever you talked about something that stressed him out, so you’d noticed. That and he liked to pretend whatever the issue at hand was didn’t exist.

“Well, I do. Talk to me. I might not be Corey but I am here to listen no matter what.” You tell him as you rest your head on his shoulder, squeezing his hand tightly.

“It’s my dad.” He says reluctantly. “He... my brother... my brother Jack came back as I’m sure you’ve heard.” He growls and you nod a bit. “My dad wants me to move into Jacks new apartment with him and Eric.” He finally blurts.

“What? Why? Is he leaving again?” You question and he shakes his head a bit.

“No. He wants me and Jack to have the chance to get to know each other. I just... I don’t think I can do it.” He tells you, playing with your hair with his free hand.

You open your mouth to speak but he’s quick to talk first.

“I’m sorry for waking you up so late. I just... I didn’t know who else I could talk to.” He sighs, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead.

You’d truthfully never seen such a vulnerable side to Shawn, which was definitely saying something because you were often the one he confided in the most, after Corey of course. You’d known of his troubles with his family for quite sometime but you’d never really gotten involved, knowing he didn’t like people prying. You did however try to help him through it as much as possible.

“I want to meet him.” You announce and Shawn jumps back quickly, looking at you as though you’re an absolute nut like they’d originally thought Topanga was.

“What did you say?” He asks but it’s not threatening or anything. From what you can see, he’s genuinely confused by your response.

“I. Want. To. Meet. Him.” You repeat slower with a small shrug.

“What, why?! There’s no logical reason-“ he starts but you quickly put a finger to his lips to quiet his babble.

“Because he’s your brother Hunter.” You tell him with a smile.

“Well I see no necessity to it so no.” He says firmly, looking at the coffee table in front of him instead of you.

“Shawn. You need to give the guy a chance. And I’ll be right there with you I swear.” You promise, trying to meet his gaze.

“You promise?” He mumbles, still not looking back.

“Absolutely. Where you go, I go.” You vow, intertwining your pinky finger with his. “Pinky swear.” You murmur with a smile. Though he’s trying to fight it, Shawn smiles back involuntarily.

“Why are you so good to me?” He asks you, resting his head beside yours.

You giggle at the question. “Because you deserve every good thing in the world Shawn Hunter.” You tell him as you close your eyes.

“Thank you y/n y/l/n but I believe I already have it all right here.” He whispers into your hair, making you beam.

The two of you stay in a comforting silence for the rest of the night as you drift off to sleep together.

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“Y/n.” You hear someone saying softly. You roll over and groan, keeping your eyes shut tiredly.

Finally after a few more calls of your name, you open your eyes and find yourself not even two inches away from Shawn’s face.

“Well good morning sleeping beauty. You fell asleep on me.” He says teasingly with a grin.

You take a second to look at your position, noting your legs tangled together and your bodies pressed closely together.

“Technically I’m entertwined with you so I didn’t actually fall asleep ON you.” You quip back with a soft smile.

“We slept together.” He states, grinning ear to ear.

You roll your eyes. “Hunter, we fell asleep talking on the couch. We did not actually sleep together in that way.” You laugh at the pout that quickly replaces his grin.

“Can I at least tell people we slept together in that way?” He asks hopefully.

“Since when do you ask permission for that?” You ask teasingly and he laughs a little bit.

“Fair enough.” He admits with a shy smile.

“Shawn?” You murmur and he looks to you, telling you to continue.

“We’re going to see your brother. Today.” You tell him and he pulls away from you again.

“No. Not happening. I can stay with him, whatever, who cares. But you are not getting involved y/n.” He insists.

“Shawn. I want to be a part of your life. Your brother is a part of your life. I’m coming to meet him.” You insist back.

He sighs and runs a hand through his hair before looking at you intensely.

“Shawnie, he accepted Eric as a roommate for goodness sake. How bad could he possibly be?” You ask with a smile.

“That’s the problem! He’s not bad at all. I’m just afraid if you meet him, if you get to know him, you’ll realize how much of a screwup I am and you won’t want me anymore. And the idea of that terrifies me.” He blurts, refusing to meet your gaze.

“Shawn... I could never think that.” You assure him, putting a hand on his shoulder comfortingly.

“How do you know that?” He says coldly, still not looking at you.

“Because I could never put anyone above you, nor could I ever think of you as anything less than amazing.” You tell him with a soft smile. “Ask anyone, I tried.” You add jokingly and he laughs though tries to stop it from happening.

“I am pretty great.” He murmurs with a grin, making you laugh.

“Yes you are.” You agree, leaning into his embrace.

“Not nearly as amazing as you are y/n.” He says into your hair and making you blush a deep crimson.

You snuggle up to him a little bit more before standing.

“It’s you and me. Always. Alright?” You say, extending your hand for him to take in his.

He grabs hold of it, standing up next to you.

“You and me always.” He agrees, smiling at you.

“Good.” You say before placing a gentle kiss on his lips. You pull away and open the front door, grabbing your keys and jacket as you do so.

He takes a deep breath and follows you out the door, not nearly as ready as he wishes he could be for you to meet Jack, but still thankful you’re always there to stand by him when he needs it.

[charleydracomalfoyilysm]

Requests

hi, I’ve decided that I’m going to go off of my obi wan fanfic for a while, and I’ll be taking requests. No smut, but I can do spicy

Boy Meets World:

Jack Hunter

Shawn Hunter

Jason Marsden

Eric Matthews

Harley Keiner

Criminal Minds:

Aaron Hotchner

Spencer Reid

Derek Morgan

Harry Potter

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

Cedric Diggory

Neville Longbottom

Seamus Finnigan

[dolliewonyy]

Hi do you feel like doing a Benny Rodriguez x sweetheart reader kind of thing. Reader is like the sweet girl next door and Benny is basically her charming boy who takes her on dates and calls her father either by sir or his last name. She thinks its sweet that Benny is helping out smalls . Maybe even add a cliche moment like in the movie "Say Anything"

Mission accomplished.

✮ ━━ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 : after benny charms his 'darling lover girl' from next door, his next mission is to impress her father.

୨୧ ━━ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : some changes in the suggestions (sorry!) And, just pure fluff. And maybe some lines from my favorite series, bridgerton and boy Meets world ;) really hope you guys would know

ᥫ᭡ ━━ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 : I'm so very happy

that 2 people had requested 😜 btw I will do the next one maybe next day or next week Monday or tonight. Sorry for not posting!

If there was a word that would describe benny, it would definitely be, respectful.

He would never leave a place without people saying 'he's such a charming boy' or 'he will get a lot of girls.'

Due to his charm, and kindness, people start to take a liking to him, especially.. Y/n.

I mean, it wasn't y/n's fault to fall in love with benny 'the jet' Rodriguez after he helped his dear friend, smalls, retrieve his ball back.

Little did you know, he took an interest to you too.

It started with waves and hey's when they would pass by each other.

Oh! Did I mention, they live next door? She was a house apart from the Rodriguez's and the Small's family.

But..

Eventually, they started striking conversations.

Conversations to meet ups,

To hanging out in his house,

To going to the sandlot with him,

To dating.

Yes, you're guys we're both 14 year olds, but his mother adores you so much, she kept pestering the poor boy when is he gonna ask y/n out.

So, benny took her out on a date.

And the rest is history.

Except for today.

Benny is in his room, making sure his attire was correct and approachable for y/n's father.

He was so scared, he kept asking his mom if this was okay.

Of course, she said yes.

As time passed by, it was finally the moment, where he was going to knock on the door. And hopefully, and hopefully, see her answering it.

As he rang the doorbell, he adjusted his sleeves. Wearing just a long black shirt with a collar and his black jeans.

To his surprise, it was..

Y/n's father.

"Hello." He said, rather stoicly.

"Hi sir." Benny replied. Trying his best to stay calm. But his breathing gave him up.

Y/n's father, took a closer inspection to the Rodriguez boy. After a while, y/n finally came.

"Dad! Hey benny" y/n smiled softly, making benny forget about everything but her.

Even her father, softened and smiled softly at his daughter. "Come in, let's go!" She took Benny's hand, leading him in to her house, then to the dining room.

As they finally got into the dining room, benny sat down.

Along with y/n and her dad.

As they ate, her father asked about what he does, what does he want to be, etc.

Until he dropped the bomb.

"Why should I allow you to be romantically involved with my daughter?" Y/n's father asked.

Y/n dropped her fork and went to pick it up, glaring at her dad like she's saying 'why would you do that?'

Benny felt his heart pounding, but had no other choice than to tell the whole truth.

"Well sir.. " benny started.

"I think she was one of the most gentle, kind, and loving girl I've ever met. And when she first moved in, I thought she looked.. Gorgeous, or angelic. But in that moment, I knew that, even the prettiest girl, wouldn't come close to her beauty." The boy says, looking at her father.

"And- ever since we became friends, I longed to be with her every single second. Because not only did I fall for her face, but with her loyalty and personality."

"The way she would come over when I ask for help, like a friend. And how she would always light up the room when things go silent.. But the problem is.. I do not want y/n to be my friend, nor my best friend, but to be my girlfriend or future wife or future mother to my future kids." Benny stated. Taking a long deep breath.

"But, If you have your doubts, I promise to never break her heart, I promise to hold her hand until both of us turn into ashes, and I promise to love her with all my heart." The Rodriguez boy added.

After that explanation, y/n's dad smiled softly at his daughter, chuckling as she looked at Benny with such a wide smile, it could show her dimples.

"Y/n, take the plates out please." Her father said, as y/n tried to argue, he gave her a look saying 'I want to talk to him.'

Y/n nodded, taking her, Benny's, and her dads plate before going into the kitchen.

"You can date her. But. If you break her heart, I will break your arm." Y/ns dad said as she left the room. And he was dead serious.

"I promise sir." Benny nodded, hiding his big smile by biting the inside of his cheeks.

After the big night, Benny waved goodbye to y/n and her father.

As the boy was about to go to his house, he felt a tug at his wrist making him turn.

Y/n.

"Hey.." Y/n said, smiling sheepishly.

"Hi.." He chuckled.

"I just wanted to say.. Thank you, and.. It's really romantic how you would say those things."

"He wants the reason, I give him my full reason" he smirks and shrugs.

"Jerk." Y/n said playfully. Making Benny laugh softly.

"Good night by the way." She said before giving a peck on Benny's lips making him widen his eyes as the last thing he sees was y/n running back to her house.

"Good night.." Benny muttered, holding his lips as he can't believe his 'darling love girl' finally kissed him.

Safe to say, they lived a happy life.

[tales-of-the-ghost-zone]

The anti ecto laws go into effect just before S2E2 “Doctors Disorders”. So when Danny’s entire class, including Sam and Tucker, becomes sick with ghost flu and start exhibiting ghost powers, the GIW swoop in and cart all the sick kids off to a GIW facility. They claim the kids are all ecto contaminated and therefore fall under the anti ecto laws! And the GIW aren’t concerned with trying to help the kids get better. Instead they’re experimenting on them. Danny knows he can’t get into the GIW facility to rescue them on his own without getting captured. So he does the only thing he can do, he goes to the Justice League for help.

The Justice League, and the Justice Dark are all together in the watchtower for a meeting when Danny shows up. He’s an absolute mess because his friends and classmates have all been taken by the GIW. And he latches onto the first person in the room that he sees. Which just so happens to be Batman. Now Batman has a sobbing hysterical ghost child clinging to him! Everyone is super confused. It takes them half an hour to calm Danny down enough that he can explain what the problem is.

When they find out about the anti ecto laws and what the GIW have done they are all horrified and pissed!! They immediately set out to rescue Danny’s classmates. And if they just so happen to accidentally destroy the GIW facility along the way well none of them are to broken up about it. After the kids are all rescued, cured from the ghost flu, and returned to their parents, the Justice League sets out to get the anti ecto laws repealed. They reveal to the whole world just what the GIW did to a whole class of innocent human children while using the anti ecto laws as cover to do it! The whole world is outraged! It only takes two days for the laws to be repealed, and for the GIW to be permanently disbanded.

A few days later Danny Phantom does a live tv interview where he answers questions about ghosts and the ghost zone. He hopes that this will help people better understand ghosts and their true nature.

[feralboimurphy]

I just noticed in the and then there was shawn episode, eric has to book it across the room to jump in jacks arms and I love that a lot more than anything

[princessconsuela120]

ERIC MATTHEWS

"Lose one friend, lose all friends, lose yourself."

SERIES!

Something Stupid

ONE SHOTS, IMAGINES AND DRABBLES!

(coming Soon)

[bartxnhood]

love you need | s.h

shawn hunter x fem!reader

summary: you notice shawn distancing himself from you and the group until one night she shows up at your door hoping to talk it out.

warnings: angst! both shawn and reader have some self doubt.

a/n: this is my first time writing for shawn, and tbh it’s been a hot minute since i’ve rewatched bmw so😭 but i really miss shawn and i relate to his character sm. so i might start writing for him now, this is just to test the waters. enjoy !

requests open

not proofread

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you stand at your locker rummaging through your books searching for your history book. “hey!” topanga hollers, followed by cory. you push you locker door inwards revealing the couple. “have you seen shawn?” cory questions, you simply shake your head and close your locker. “no, why?” you ask, leaning against the metal. “i haven’t heard from him over the weekend. totally unusual, normally i csnt get rid of him” cory answers, your eyebrows raised. now that you think of it, he hasn’t called or stopped by to see you either.

shawn was the type of boyfriend to check in occasionally, even out of school. he’d often surprise you with small gifts just to lighten things up if you were having a bad day. so this was out of character for him, if he was sick or something came up he’d always tell you or cory. something wasn’t right.

“wel..” you trailed off, furrowing your brows. “we can call if he doesn’t show. surely he wouldn’t not show up and not have a reason or tell us” the other two agrees and decided to let it go for the rest of the day.

but a day turned into two, and next thing you knew he never showed that whole week. you tried desperately to call but each time it went to voicemail. you felt frustrated, why did he disappear all of a sudden? why didn’t he tell anybody? you were high strung for the remainder of that week. snapping at people when you didn’t mean to but, nothing was as important as shawn was to you.

“did i do something to upset him?” you’re laying on topangas bed. she invited you over to work on a project, but after you stayed for dinner. “what if he doesn’t want to be with me anymore? what if he found someone else.” your mind is racing, why else would shawn not come to school or return your calls?

you hear topanga sigh, and came to your aide. “y/n, look at me” you sit-up, looking at her. she puts her hands on your shoulder, “he loves you, y/n. i’m sure he has a reason for why he’s been gone.” you groan, she was probably right but it didn’t your heart from aching. “now, cmon. let’s go eat dinner, okay? get your mind off things.”

it wasn’t unusual for you to be home alone as your parents were typically on work trips. you had your own little routine after school. you’d come home, make a snack, do some homework, maybe read for a couple hours, shower, then go to bed. but today was different, after doing your homework you were pretty exhausted so you had just planned on laying down. thank god you we’re graduating in a few months, the work was beginning to run you down mentally.

it seemed no matter how hard yo supplied yourself, you always came in last. you were barely making the grades to pass your classes, but you were trying so hard.

as you were entering the bathroom, ready to brush your teeth and wash your face you heard banging at your door. of course, you didn’t want to answer because who would be banging on your door at this hour? but, something told you to answer it. you cursed at yourself mentally, you were too nice for your own good and your kindness would be your demise. but when you opened the door you didn’t expect to see him. “shawn?”

“i’m sorry for coming here so late but i just didn’t know where else to go.” shawn states as he runs his hand through his hair. your heart broke just looking at him. it looked like he hadn’t slept in days, his eyes were so dark, he looked beyond exhausted. “shawn, you don’t have to apologize. you know you’ll always have a place here.”

shawn took a seat at the edge of your bed he feels like his heart has been ripped out, all he wants to do is sleep and probably never wake up again. “i just” he rubs his eyes. “i got left alone again, dad went out. i just i didn’t have the guts to face you.” he feels so little, sitting in front of you like this on the verge of tears. “oh, shawn..” you cup his face making him look at you. “it’s okay, you know i’ll always be here. no judgement, shawn. it’s just you and me” you offer a smile.

you see the tears swell in his eyes. shawn wraps his arms around you and rests his head on your stomach. “i’m sorry” he says just above a whisper. “shawn, you didn't do anything wrong. there's nothing to apologize for." you feel him shake his head against your, “no, y/n. i’m sorry i’m not good enough for you.” tears begin to fall from his eyes and he hold on to you as if you were about to be ripped away from him.

“i live in a trailer park, i have nothing to offer you, you could do some much better than me..i don’t deserve you, y/n. you need someone who can provide and give you what you need..i don’t know if i can be that person for you, y/n” you can feel his tears staining your shirt. you remove his arms from your waist as you fall to your knees so you could be eye level with him. “shawn. listen to me” you wipe away his tears, smiling sadly. “you are good enough for me. in fact, i often think you’re too good for me because sometimes i think you could find someone better than me.” now you begin to tear up, confessing all of your bottled emotions.

“shawn, i have felt this toward someone as much as i have you. you’ve saved me so many times and you probably don’t even know it. i promise, you are good enough. you’ll always be good enough,okay? i’ll always be here for you, just let me be the love you need.” tears begin to fall from your eyes, so now the both of you are a crying mess.

“don’t cry, i hate seeing your cry” shawn hums, he wipes away your tears and rests his hand on your cheek. you nod, “i know..” sniffling.

there’s a moment of silence between you two, a comfortable silence. shawn is staring at you. admiring you, puffy eyes and all. he realizes how in love he is, that no matter what life throws at him that he will always have you. shawn softly rubs the pad of his thumb over your check.

“i love you.”

you blink, a few seconds of silence fills the room. he hadn’t said that to you yet, in your years of dating he hadn’t said he loved you, once. shawn was too afraid to love anybody. afraid that he’d ruin the person he wants to love. shawn was like that most of his life, until you changed his mind.

“what?” you feel all the air leave your lungs, your emotions were all over the place now. from crying to now feeling this warmth in your chest as you heard him say the words you had been waiting so long to hear. “say it again”

“i love you, y/n.”

instinctively you wrap your arms around his neck, embracing him in a tight hug. “i’ve been waiting to hear that for so long” you sniffle. shawn rubs you back, you feel him nod. “i know, i should’ve said it a long time ago.”

hours later, after the both of you had spilled your hearts to each other, you offered him dinner but he denied claiming he just wanted to lie down.

you rested comfortably on his chest, he drew circles on your spine. both of you enjoying the silent. “i want to spend the rest of my life with you.” you say. shawn is taken aback, looking down at you. “what?” you look up, smiling softly. “i know we’re still young, but there’s no one else in my life i’d want besides you. i want to be with you forever.” you see him smile, and he tightens his grip around you.

“i like the sound of that…y/n hunter…that has a nice ring to it”

[geekgirl750-writes]

Really want to write some fluff (and maybe smut) about this og himbo that's been living rent free in my head lately

[hanzajesthanza]

i feel like i just got so used to ciri and how natural ciri and geralt’s relationship left, via being introduced to the witcher via witcher 3, and then reading the middle of the saga before i finished the short stories…

that i never really innately picked up on the fact that ciri turning out to be geralt’s daughter and not his son was… uhm, part of the entire surprise, let’s put it that way :’)

geralt and ciri are just soooo natural as a father and daughter duo that i can’t imagine it any other way, if ciri had been a boy this would have been way less remarkable as a series, there would be no witcher series as we know it. so to me ciri being a girl was the normal and default, expected way things were supposed to go.

even when i read a question of price-sword of destiny-something more for the first times, i was like “ok” when ciri being a girl was a switch of expectations: geralt (and, supposedly, the reader) having expected pavetta to have a son. like… “alright, it’s a girl, so what.”

i had to be informed about how this was an intentional shock… not only because i’m not a parent, but i mean, well, ultrasounds get mixed up all the time, right… it’s not so uncommon to have a kid and be surprised by the gender…

and because of this, i was more inclined to eyeroll at blood of elves being preachy with going over ciri’s biological sex what seemed like ten million times in chapters two and three… what with the whole “daughter has her first period” subplot, ciri upset over her lack of potential strongmanship, and the witchers mostly relying on triss for guidance in raising a girl. the moral being both “just raise her like any other child” and “be sensitive to her needs that you’re blind to…”

although i still think these segments have visibly aged and date the series (not inherently a bad thing, just a quality of it)… they do make more sense when i try to empathize more with the perspective of a new father… who didn’t know he was receiving a girl… who thought she died… who only got her back through a miracle… and having to raise a girl… that’s not a young child anymore, not yet a teen, but is very shortly going to start going through puberty?! it’s like growing up in the desert, just learning what water is, and then getting thrown into the ocean.

because “having to raise a girl” still doesn’t seem that strange to me, but then i remember geralt didn’t see a woman and only had heard about them as a concept until he was an adult (because “warrior-monk” realness), he grew up with a hole in his heart that his absent mother bore, he lives in a highly gendered society, he experiences hostility from everybody of course but especially from women and girls, who take fright at him for… specific reasons explained by the old women in edge of the world…

no, geralt’s not helpless, but i forget, because he acts normal, but… (i mean, although he has issues, he could have really gone off his rocker with regards to women, a little sacrifice confirms this and vilgefortz embodies this) i forget that geralt’s inexperience with women… mostly manifesting in anxiety and both uncertain and impulsive behavior… like ghosting with a nosegay of flowers, the “dear friend” and all… would affect his view of the gender as a whole, including how he sees ciri. and it does.

in his situation, yes, having to raise a girl does intensify the element of “what the fuck am i doing”. especially as a single dad.

and although i do like it when the pov shifts from geralt in the saga but just to another person in the room, for how he becomes more of a distant and enigmatic figure, seeing him through others’ eyes always makes fills me with this uncertainty. buuuut, i would fucking adore blood of elves chapters two and three through geralt’s eyes just for how much of an emotional wreck he must have been… and trying not to show it to her :(

[randommultifandomrants]

Can’t convince me Eric Matthew’s isn’t Dean Winchester in another universe