#ginny and georgia fluff

[train-wrecc]

Nobody Gets Me

marcus baker x bestfriend!female!reader

warnings!: hunter-bashing?, a slap?, curse words, I think that’s it…

word count: 6.3k

unedited!

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You and Marcus had been friends since the second grade. You and your family had moved to Wellsbury in the middle of the school year, leaving you to have to deal with the difficulty of making friends. 

When you first arrived in the town, your mom instantly became friends with your next-door neighbor, known as Ellen. Your mother had gone on about how her new friend had twins your own age. Your parents let you pick out your own room, you chose the one with a large bay window in it, which happened to be facing another window. Your small eight-year-old self sat on the seat of the bay window, taking in the large tree beside your home. 

Suddenly a boy appeared in the window across from your own, he made his way over to the window, now facing you. His face was filled with curiosity and slight annoyance. It was as if he was called by someone, because before he turned to walk away he saluted you, then ran off. 

Seconds later your parents called you downstairs as well. 

“Honey, our neighbors invited us over for dinner earlier, let’s head over and when we get back we can finish setting your room up.” Your mother explained, gaining a nod in response from you.

It was then that you were first introduced to Marcus Baker. 

The dinner was filled with you sitting quietly, Marcus making sarcastic remarks, sign language, and Maxine Baker talking everyone’s heads off.

The following Monday would be your first day at your new school in Wellsbury. Your mom had prepared you a special lunch, filled with your favorite snacks, and paired with your favorite meal. 

The day had gone smoothly until recess hit. You had barely grabbed the little race cars you had decided to play with before they were abruptly snatched out of your hand, “Hey! I was gonna play with that!!” You told the person who had rudely snatched the toy away from you. You turned to face them being met with none other than Marcus Baker. 

“Give it back, Marcus!” You shrieked at the boy in anger.

“No, race cars are for boys.”

“No, they’re not! Give me it!” You whined, arms crossed. 

“Make me!” The boy teased you as he stuck his tongue out at you, running off to the playground.

Of course, you were not about to let some boy treat you like that, so you ran after him. Marcus made you chase him around the playground as you shouted at him, and he laughed continuously until he tripped in the sand of the playground. You took this as your chance to take your toy back. You snatched the little race car from his hands, grabbed some sand, and threw it in his hair before your hand formed a little fist and hit him in the arm. 

Marcus let out another annoying laugh, before the following remark left his mouth, “You hit like a girl!”

This caused you to become even more upset at the boy, who had wasted half your recess and stole the toy you were going to play with. Your response was to muster all the strength you had and hit him again. This time he wasn’t laughing, “Ow!” He cried out.

You let out a “Hmmph” as you stared at the boy who was clutching his arm, a satisfied smile on your face. Your dad had taught you well. 

The boy looked up at you, and your satisfied smile was returned with a matching grin, causing your own to falter. 

“Why are you smiling at me like that?” You questioned the boy, sass dripping from the words you spoke. 

“Wanna be friends?” He asked with a villainous giggle.

“I just hit you, and you wanna be friends?” Confusion was written all over your face.

“Well yeah, your second punch actually kinda hurt, so I need you as my friend now.” He laughed.

You thought it over for a second, “Sure,” You shrugged.

You held your hand out to help Marcus up, he accepted the gesture, albeit he pulled you into the sand, causing you to yelp in shock. “Hey!” You shouted at him as he burst into laughter, before throwing sand at you.

“Now, we're even.” He smirked at you, before getting up and helping you up as well.

“Fine, let’s hurry up and play, you already wasted half of our recess!” You told him off as you both walked to a nearby bench.

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You were abruptly woken up from your sleep to hands shaking your shoulders.

“Get up loser, or we’re gonna be late.” You heard Marcus say before you had even opened your eyes.

“Shut up.” You responded before turning away from him.

“I got you your favorite,” He told you, as he walked over to the other side of your bed, you were now met with him shoving a drink in your face.

That was all it took for you to sit up. “Alright come on, I do not want another detention with Mr. Peterson.” 

“Fine,” You sighed, getting up from the comfort of your queen bed. 

You went to your bathroom, quickly doing your daily morning routine, before walking back into your room, Marcus sitting on your bed, back against the headboard. 

“Hand me my phone, please,” You said, Marcus handing it to you.

You turned your phone on, and 6:00 was read on the screen. “Marcus you’re fucking with me, we still have like 2 hours until school starts.” You rolled your eyes at your best friend.

“Exactly, you take forever to get ready, Y/n, you can’t even lie. Now hurry up and start getting ready before we really are late.” He waved a hand at you. 

You ignored the boy, heading downstairs, and were greeted by your parents in the kitchen. 

“Morning sweetheart your mom made breakfast,” He nodded toward the two plates on the island, before he kissed your cheek, which brought a smile to your lips.

“Morning, and thank you, Mom,” You hugged her, before grabbing the two plates and making your way upstairs and back to your room. Marcus practically lived at your house, rather than his own which was a couple of feet away, and your parents knew this. You and Marcus had been attached at the hip since you were younger, nothing being able to break your friendship. You figured Marcus always stayed over at your house because you guys were inseparable, but also because Maxine annoyed the shit out of Marcus with her need to always be the center of attention.

Marcus had already turned on the tv, your guy's favorite show playing as he sat on your now-made bed, one of your bed trays unfolded over his lap, as he waited for his plate. 

You placed your own plate on your makeup vanity, placing his on the tray, “Thanks, bub”

You respond with an “mhm” as you took a seat at your vanity nibbling at your breakfast while you apply your makeup, occasionally glancing at the tv.

Once you had finished your makeup, you rummaged through your closet looking for something to wear. 

You had shown Marcus the two outfits you had been debating on wearing, “Which one do you think?”

“Mmm, the second one, it brings out your eyes.” He said with a small smile.

“Alright,” You murmured, heading to the bathroom to change.

As you looked at the time it was 8 o’clock. 

“Shit, we gotta go.” 

Marcus and you made your way downstairs, bidding your parents goodbye, and getting into your car. Marcus had gotten a motorcycle a couple of months ago but didn’t have his license. You were older than him by a few months, so you’d already had your license.

As the both of you got settled into the car, Marcus connected to the Bluetooth, playing the playlist he’d made for you, which consisted of some songs he liked, and a majority of the songs were ones that he knew you liked. 

As you drove you could feel Marcus’s eyes on you. When you were stopped at a red light you turned to him, “What?” 

“What do you mean?” He questioned you, eyebrows raised in confusion.

“I can feel you staring at me, you weirdo.” You laughed.

“You wish,” He scoffed, a smirk on his face. “No, but I was just thinking about how you don’t even really need makeup, I mean you look good with it, but you also look good without it.” He said with a clear of his throat, before turning to look out the window.

“Oh, thanks…” You said, turning to face the road ahead of you as you felt your heart flutter at his words.

You pulled into the school parking lot, driving around like a crazed maniac as you looked for a parking spot, “I told you we were gonna be late.”

“We still have like 2 minutes,” You said, as you pulled into a parking spot.

“Yeah, and our classes are like halfway across campus.” 

“Shut up, we're wasting time.”

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You met with Marcus at your usual lunch table, which was isolated from the rest of the tables. The table sat right under a big oak tree, whereas the other tables were a long way from it. You walked through the grass field until you made it to the table where Marcus sat scribbling in his sketchbook. 

“Hey, what are you drawing?” 

“Holy fuck, you scared the shit out of me, Y/n!” His hand flew to his chest, as you laughed at the boy.

“Sorry, you must’ve been really focused,” You murmured before taking a bite of your lunch. 

You reached over the table to try and get a look at his sketch but before you could he slammed the book shut. 

“Alright,” You said, returning to your spot on the opposite end of the table. 

It was quiet for a moment as you both ate, however you interrupted it with a question, “Who was it, Padma?”

Marcus looked up at you, eyebrows drawn together in confusion. “What no, it was no one.” He responded and you knew not to press him any further about it.

“And how do you even know about me and Padma?” 

“I mean it’s pretty obvious, Marcus, for example, that hickey on your collarbone, I’m not stupid.” You said with raised eyebrows. 

“I never said you were.” He responded gruffly. 

You bit back a response, “And it’s none of your business either way.” He muttered with a shake of his head.

You purse your lips, unsure of how to respond. 

“And me and Padma are nothing compared to you and Hunter.” He said which caused a scoff to fall from your lips.

“You’re insane Marcus Baker. Hunter and I are just friends.”

“Yeah, like me and Padma are just friends.” 

You shook your head at his response, “Just like you were ‘friends’ with all the girls before Padma.”

You knew he and Padma had been seeing each other for a while now, but you’d never brought it up because you wanted Marcus to tell you. He had slowly been spending less and less time with you, always running off to do god knows what with her. However today, you’d just been tired of it, you had thought you guys told each other everything but maybe you were wrong. You had seen a glimpse of the drawing but it was clearly Padma. It irked you, and you weren’t quite sure why. Padma wasn’t the first girl Marcus had been with, there had been many before her. He thought he was good at hiding his flings but he wasn’t. 

Truly you didn’t even know why he felt the need to hide them from you. You were his best friend. 

“Honestly, I don’t know why you hid it from me or why you even felt the need to hide it from me, Marcus, I mean we’re best friends, I don’t understand-” Before you could say anything else Marcus stood up, leaving the Capri Sun that came with his lunch because he knew you loved them, before taking off. 

You let out a sigh, using the straw attached to the Capri Sun and poking it in the pouch. You sipped on the juice, you were so deep in thought you didn’t realize Hunter was now standing beside you. 

“Hey, you alright?” He questioned, taking a seat beside you. 

“Yeah, ’m fine.” You said letting out a soft sigh as you stared at the bark of the tree in front of you. 

“Well it’s Friday, Happy Friday, so turn that frown upside down!” He exclaimed, to which you awkwardly laughed, unsure of how else to respond to Hunter’s weird antics. 

“You know I think I have just the thing to cheer you up,” He continued.

“Really, what-” You were interrupted by his lips being pressed against yours.

You pulled away once you realized what was happening, “Oh my god, Hunter, what the hell, dude!?” 

“What, I thought you- I must’ve read-” 

“Yeah, Hunter, you thought wrong, I- I don’t like you like that!” You exclaimed.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, Y/n, I should- I should go,” He gestured, to which you nodded.

You let your head fall into your hands, “What the hell just happened…” You murmured.

The rest of your classes had gone by dreadfully slow, with not much happening in your classes.

You were now seated in your car waiting for Marcus. You looked up from your phone to see him getting into Padma’s SUV. 

“Wow, really, Marcus…” You grumbled. 

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It had been a few days and Marcus hadn’t talked to you, texted you, or even opened his curtains because your windows faced each other. This had never really happened before so you weren’t quite sure what to do, in the numerous messages you’d sent him you’d apologized about bringing up Padma and all his ex flings. Once a week had passed you were now annoyed. 

“You know what, I’m not even gonna apologize anymore, y’know, why should I if he’s gonna ignore me anyways, might as well save my breath.” You ranted to Silver, you were both comfortably seated on a couch which was in one of the numerous hallways of Wellsbury High.

“Yeah, I’ve never seen him like this before, maybe he just needs some space?” 

“He’s never needed space before, I just can’t believe he’s acting like this just because of what, me talking about Padma? God, he can be so infuriating sometimes, ugh!” 

“What if, what if this is it? Almost 10 years of friendship down the drain over some dumb shit…” You said your eyes began to water, you glanced away, blinking to clear the tears.

“I’m sure he’ll talk to you soon, y/n/n, he’s just being dramatic, don’t worry,” She attempted to reassure you, her hand gently caressing your shoulder. 

“Yeah,” You sighed, “Enough about me, what’s happening with you and Maxine?” You questioned after clearing your throat, ridding yourself of the emotion that had been previously heard in your voice. 

“I don’t even know, sometimes I think she’s into me and then other times she’s talking about Sophie, I think she’s still in love with her.” She sighed.

“It’s her loss, you’re seriously amazing, Silver.” 

“Thanks, if you weren’t so hung up on Marcus, I’d think you’d have a crush on me,” She giggled jestingly.

“What, me and Marcus, psst, yeah right. Like we’d ever be together, I- I can’t even picture it,” You shook your head.

“Mhmm, girl, you are head over heels for him and vice versa.” 

“Now that’s absurd, Marcus is with Padma.” You once again shook your head ‘no’. 

“Have you ever actually seen them, y’know kiss?” Silver inquired.

“Well no, but when he’s not with me, he’s with her and he’s been spending a lot less time with me.” You countered.

“Well, maybe they’re just friends, like how you and Marcus are just friends.” She raised her eyebrows.

You scoffed not believing for one second that Marcus and Padma were nothing but friends. As you were about to speak up once again, you saw a figure hurry past you, a figure that looked oddly like Marcus.

“I‘ve gotta go Silver, thanks for letting me rant to you, I’ll talk to you later.” You smiled in appreciation at the girl before hurriedly following the form ahead of you.

“Marcus?” You called out to the person, who seemingly began walking faster. It was definitely him. “Marcus! Stop, we need to talk!” You shouted at him, speeding up to grab his shoulder, and turning him to face you.

“What’s there to talk about?” He retorted, a glare besmirching his face.

“Don’t play dumb with me, Marcus.”

“I don’t need to Y/n, I have nothing to say to you.” 

“Really? So that’s it. 8 years of friendship down the drain, because of what - a stupid fucking remark I made?” Marcus rolled his eyes, “Wow, I cannot believe this,” You shook your head in disbelief.

“I really don’t understand why you’re so touchy about your relationships, Marcus, but fine if that’s how you wanna be then I won’t bother you anymore.” Marcus stood silently, his face still formed in a scowl. 

“I’m not gonna keep trying to mend our friendship if you’re not gonna bother to try either.” 

“That’s the fucking problem Y/n I don’t give a shit to fucking fix our friendship, okay? And you, you are a fucking lying hypocrite!” He snapped at you, you took a step back at his accusatory tone.

“What the hell are you even on about Marcus, if you don’t wanna fix our fucking friendship then what the hell are we doing still talking?” You angrily muttered, your eyes beginning to glimmer as tears formed, hurt by your ex-best friend's words.

The hallways that were once filled with students, were suddenly deserted, neither of you heard the shrill ring of the bell, signaling the end of lunch.

You attempted to blink away the tears, turning away from Marcus as he went on, “I saw you and Hunter that day. You said there was nothing going on between you two. You lied to my fucking face, Y/n.” Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“Not even 5 minutes later and you’re kissing him.” 

“I-“

“And don’t even try to deny it, Y/n, I fucking saw you both, with my own eyes, okay?” 

You huffed, multiple feelings coursing through you, “Clearly you didn’t see everything, or else you would’ve seen me shoving him off of me, you asshole!” You yelled at him, tired of being called a liar. 

“Yeah right, Y/n.” He scoffed at you.

“God, I cannot fathom this,” You shook your head tired of this nonsense.

“If you want ask Hunter yourself for all I fucking care! I cannot believe I’m the hypocrite and liar when you’re the one lying about your relationship with Padma while walking around with fucking hickeys from her!”

“It wasn’t a fucking hickey, I fell off my skateboard and ate shit. And Padma and I are just friends, I don’t even have to fucking explain myself to you!”

“Neither do I!” You growled at him, through gritted teeth.

Your screaming match had caught the attention of multiple security guards, resulting in getting written up and sent to the principal’s office for skipping class, profanity, and a long list of other supposed offenses.

You and Marcus sat across from each other in uncomfortable hard plastic chairs that decorated the hall just outside the principal’s office.

“This is all your fault.” He spoke up after the long silence that had followed your fight. 

You rolled your eyes at him, choosing to remain silent.

“If you had just left me alone and taken a hint this would’ve never happened.”

“Oh, well sorry for trying to be a decent human being and apologize and try to resolve our problems, oh, I don’t know, fix our fucking friendship.” You sarcastically muttered, words filled with venom.

Marcus was the one rolling his eyes now. 

“You were just trying to make yourself feel better. All that lying and kissing Hunter and god knows who else probably made you feel guilty.” He scowled. 

You didn’t hear the door of the Principal’s office open too blinded by fury. Before you could stop yourself, your hand was already meeting Marcus’s cheek.

“Ms. Y/l/n! You are suspended, effective immediately!” The Principal demanded in a raised voice. 

You pulled your hand away from Marcus, both of your faces wearing nothing but shock on them. A red flush complimented Marcus’s face on the cheek which had been met with your palm. 

The same palm stung with a slight pain, making you question how hard you had slapped him. Your eyes watered once again, as Marcus turned to face you, jaw clenched. 

Had you really just slapped him? What the hell was wrong with you, you thought to yourself. 

Marcus’s eyebrows were pulled together in what you could only assume was anger, however, it wasn’t anger but worry. Were you really telling the truth about you and Hunter? Did he push you too far? Would you guys even be able to come back from this after everything that had been said?

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Throughout your week of suspension, you had done nothing but lie in bed all day. When you went home that day, your parents had called you not long after you had arrived. The school had notified them of your suspension, the actions which led to the suspension, and that they’d sent you home immediately. To say they were upset was an understatement.

They couldn’t believe that you would slap Marcus. They were confused, and you were a little as well, still shocked at the fact that you had really slapped him. You remembered when you were younger and hit him, but that was different, you were a child who didn’t know how to contain themselves.

That evening you did nothing but cry, you felt so guilty for hitting your once best friend. Sad that your friendship was over. Mad at yourself for losing control and getting suspended. 

It had been 6 days into your suspension, you hadn’t talked to anyone since that day, not even your parents, choosing to lock yourself in your room. Your curtains had been shut, not bothering to peek out the window and see what Marcus had been up to. 

He had been debating going over to your house, and when he saw Hunter pull up in his SUV, anger began to fill him. 

He knew it, you were lying and to think he had begun to feel sorry for all the things he’d said to you.

“Hey, Marcus!” The boy called out to him, simultaneously running up to him.

“Y/n lives in this house right?” He questioned as he pointed in the direction of the girl's house.

Marcus shook his head no, “Really? Silver must’ve given me the wrong address by accident.” 

Marcus nodded silently, jaw clenched in anger which he tried his best to conceal.

“Anyways how’s Y/n? Did she tell you about what happened? Have you guys even talked since?”

“She didn’t need to tell me, I saw.” He responded by choosing to only answer that question.

“You did? Oh, shit man, I’m sorry, I guess I interpreted things wrong. I really liked her, but I shouldn’t have just kissed her like that, and I should’ve known she didn’t like me like that. I mean with how she looks at you she probably has feelings for you anyways, and she pushed me off her man, I didn’t mean to cause problems between you two.” He rambled on.

Marcus was taken aback by the words Hunter had said, “What the fuck did you just say?” He growled at the boy.

“What? That I kissed Y/n, I thought you said you saw?”

“Not that part dumbass, the part where she pushed you off her.”

“Well yeah man, I was tryna’ cheer her up and I thought we had y’know a mutual liking for each other so I just kissed her,” He shrugged.

“Why the fuck would you kiss her, let alone without asking her.” He spat out at the boy.

Before Hunter could say anything else, Marcus swung at him, hitting him straight in the nose, causing Hunter to stumble back. 

“What the fuck, bro!?” He shouted, clutching his now bleeding and probably broken nose.

“I’m not your fucking bro. And that’s what you get for fucking touching Y/n without her consent, dickhead.” He angrily told the boy, before Hunter then took off toward his car.

He couldn’t fucking believe Hunter. Or himself. He should’ve believed Y/n, she had never lied to him before but he was so blinded by anger and his feelings for her that he had refused to accept the truth.

However, it was Padma that made him realize and accept his feelings for his best friend. He was telling the truth about him and Padma, they truly were just friends. Albeit he had intentionally been spending more time with her to try and make Y/n jealous in an attempt to get her to reciprocate the feelings which Marcus felt for her. 

He couldn’t believe what a fucking idiot he was. And did Y/n have feelings for him too? Padma, Silver, Maxine, and now Hunter had claimed the girl was in love with him as well, but he figured there was no way a girl as amazing as his best friend felt anything for him. 

But maybe they were right. All he knew was that he had to apologize to Y/n, beg for her forgiveness, and attempt to mend their relationship. Marcus had never been one for prayer but now he prayed that he hadn’t fucked up too terribly and that Y/n could find it in her heart to forgive him.

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Marcus skipped school the next day. He knew it was your last day of suspension and he reckoned he’d apologize, however, he figured it’d be better to show up with something rather than empty-handed. Marcus would do anything for you to forgive him, including bribing you with your favorite things.

He had already gotten your favorite flowers, candy, and another stuffed animal to add to your endless collection of them. He had also gotten you some eyebrow thing that he knew you had run out of the week before, as well as a little headband thing the sales lady told him you’d like. He had also created a playlist for you filled with songs he thought you’d like because he knew you had been wanting to find some new music to listen to, getting tired of some of the songs you had been listening to on repeat for a month now. He had drawn the Spotify barcode to the songs and labeled them with various text, like ‘listen to me, when you feel sad,” or “listen to me, when you want to escape reality for a little bit,”. He had put all the codes in a jar for you. The last thing he had gotten for you, was a drawing he’d done of you.

He’d put everything but your flowers in a gift bag in your favorite color. He had decided that it may be best to knock on your front door rather than going through your window, unsure if that would upset you seeing as you were - well he wasn’t sure what the two of you were anymore. If there were two of you anymore.

Marcus swallowed the lump in his throat, his fist met your front door as he repeated his apology in his head like a mantra. The knock on the door was met with nothing other than silence. Which prompted Marcus to knock on the door once again. There was still no response, so he resorted to calling you, albeit you didn’t answer. You left him with no choice. He made his way up and through your window, barely managing to keep your flowers and other gifts intact. 

He was expecting to get yelled at as he set foot on the wood flooring of your room, but it was quiet and you were nowhere to be found. Marcus knew if you weren’t in your room you were most likely sitting on your back porch, sometimes you’d sit out there and curl up with the most recent book you couldn’t seem to put down, or just feel the wind kiss your skin as you watched the sunset. If not that, you’d be laying in the hammock that the two of you had begged your parents to get when you were 12. Marcus would often join you out there, only needing each other's company and nothing more.

As Marcus made his way through your house and to the french doors that led to your back porch he immediately spotted you sitting on the loveseat which faced your backyard. He pushed the doors open gently, not wanting to frighten you, he knew you got easily scared. 

“Y/n/n?” He gently let your name escape his lips. You slightly jumped at the voice that sounded from behind you. You turn to face Marcus, face set in a stern glare, as you refused to meet his eyes. “Here to call me a lying hypocrite again?” You crossed your arms against your chest, in an attempt to keep your guard up, and not give in to the puppy eyes Marcus was giving you.

“Bub, I’m really sorry,” Marcus apologized, holding the flowers out for you to take. 

“I don’t want your apology flowers, Marcus, and don’t call me bub, I’m not your bub anymore. I’m not your anything anymore, you made that clear when you didn’t care to try and fix our friendship.” You spat at the boy, shivering slightly as the wind began to pick up.

“That’s the thing, Y/n/n, I said I didn’t care to fix our friendship, because-”

“I really don’t want to hear it, Marcus,” You interrupted him, hugging yourself to try and get some warmth in the cold of the afternoon.

“Here,” He set your present down, pulled his hoodie off, and offered it to you.

You swatted the jacket away, “I don’t need your jacket Marcus, I’m fine.” 

“Y/n you’re shaking. Take the jacket.” He held it out again.

“No, Marcus I don’t want your stupid jacket, matter of fact, I don’t even want to look at your stupid face!” You hissed at him through trembles.

“Y/n come on, stop being stubborn, you’re gonna get sick.” 

“No, Marcus, just- just leave me alone, okay? Don’t call me, don’t come by my house, we’re done.” 

(A/N: LMAO, did y’all get the reference? I couldn’t help myself, haha)

“No, Y/n, we're not done until you hear me out, okay, and then I will leave you alone if that’s what you really want…” Marcus said, “Now, please, either put my jacket on or let’s go inside and talk about this.”

You glared at the boy, shoving his jacket toward him again and walking inside the house. 

You stood, arms crossed, still quivering.

Marcus had your gift in his hand and his jacket in the other.

Instead of trying to get you to put his hoodie on, he walked toward you and pulled it over your head. You let out a sigh, adjusting the hoodie on yourself. “Fine. Talk.”

“I’m sorry. I should have believed you when you said you and Hunter were just friends. I-I talked to him yesterday, and he told me what happened, what he did.”

“Is that why your hand is bruised?”

“Uh, yeah…”

“Does it hurt?”

“A little,”

“Good.” 

Marcus laughed, “That’s fair, I guess.”

You rolled your eyes, annoyed that the boy would hurt himself for you. You walked to the freezer, as you two were stood in the dining area beside the kitchen. You grabbed a bag of frozen peas and handed them to Marcus. He exchanged the peas for your gift, placing the bag of frozen peas on his hand to soothe it. 

“Well, thanks, for punching him for me, I never even really liked him as a friend, but I didn’t really know how to tell him that.” You said, rubbing your arm, feeling awkward.

“Yeah, he’s a dipshit for kissing you like that.” Marcus shook his head. 

“I’m sorry, Y/n I said some shit I didn’t mean because- I, I-” Marcus’s mouth opened and shut repeatedly as he attempted to get the words out. He shook his head, slightly flustered before he gestured to the gift in your hands.

You looked down at the gift bag in your hands, eyebrows pulled together in confusion. You removed the gift tissue from the bag, eyeing the various objects in the bag. You pulled out the various things in the bag, placing them on your kitchen island. 

Your eyebrows scrunched up, how’d he know you need this? Or how did he know you had been wanting that plushy? “Y/n I don’t notice the small things you like, need, or do, because I’m your best friend. I notice how you play with your hair when you’re nervous, or how you bite your lip when you’re concentrated, how you rub your arm when you feel awkward, because, I love you, Y/n.”

“When I said I didn’t care to fix our friendship, I said it because, I don’t want to be your friend.”

“What- what are you saying, Marcus?” You gaze into the boy’s eyes.

Marcus steps closer to you, “Y/n, I am madly, deeply, overwhelmingly, in love with you. I want to be more than just your friend, and I’m sorry I ever hurt you, I just got so jealous and let my anger get the best of me. It took me a long time to realize that I’ve been in love with you since that day you punched me on the playground.” He let out a slight chuckle.

“No, you can’t be in love with me Marcus, okay? You’re, you’re with Padma, and she- she doesn’t deserve this. And you and me, we’re friends, that’s it. That’s all we’ve ever been,” You shook your head at the boy.

“Y/n, I swear to you, Padma and I are just friends. I mean she’s the reason I realized I was in love with you…” 

You took in a shaky breath, shaking your head as you brought your hands up to your temples. 

“Y/n, it’s okay, everything is alright,” He said, his hands placed on your shoulders.

“No, Marcus, everything is not alright, okay. This- this is not alright, this isn’t supposed to happen. We are friends. A relationship between us wouldn’t work, I mean were both too stubborn for our own good, and if we were to ever break up… we’d lose each other as more than friends, and friends. I mean ex’s can’t be friends, and-”

Marcus stopped your rambling, shutting you up by placing his lips on yours. His kiss took you back, literally, as your legs slightly trembled, causing you to take a step back. Marcus remained still, giving you a chance to pull away from the kiss, however, you did the opposite, returning the kiss and pulling him closer to you as you wrapped your arms behind his neck. You both poured all your love into the kiss, his hands cupping your face to deepen the kiss, your own running through his hair. You both pulled away to take a breath of air, foreheads leaning against each other. 

“I- I love you too Marcus, since the day you stole that toy car from me.” You sighed in contentment finally being able to get those words off your chest after all these years. 

You grinned tears of joy in your eyes. A tear ran down your cheek, prompting Marcus to swipe it away. You both had matching grins on your face, sitting at the island, as you began to really notice the jar and what was in it. The label on the jar read, “ Songs you’ll love as much as I love you.” While you were admiring the jar filled with music, Marcus pulled the drawing of you toward him, holding it in his hands. “This was what I had drawn that day at lunch. It wasn’t a drawing of Padma, it was a drawing of you. It’s always been you, Y/n.”

“Oh my god, that’s why you didn’t want me to see it… wow, you made me look so beautiful...” You murmured in amazement.

“You are beautiful, bub. You’re everything good in the world and more. And I have no idea how you thought I had been drawing Padma. Padma is pretty, but you- you’re ethereally beautiful, Y/n. You mean everything to me, and I never want you to ever think otherwise.” 

“You mean everything to me too, bub. Nobody gets me like you…”

。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ

A/N: This didn’t turn out how I planned, or how I really wanted, but I haven’t posted this week, and I’ve been trying to post every week, so I just decided I’d post it. I might rewrite it and post the other version later, or I might just write another best-friends-to-lovers trope, we’ll see.

Also, how do we feel about the use of you instead of Y/N, I don’t know how to feel about it… this was my first time describing the reader as you instead of Y/n, so yeah!

[mademoisellekeery]

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Steve Harrington - Co-Worker!Steve Harrington x Reader // Red dress & a black tie (PART ONE OUT!)

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[leigh-kay]

mmkay g and g dropped, gimme my marcus baker smut fix please <3

[mattslolita]

— 𝑾𝑬𝑳𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑻𝑺𝑳𝑶𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑨 💌 .

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💌 hi angels, i'm kiwi ! i'm eighteen, bisexual, and i'm a black writer.

💌 i'm a certified chris girl, drew starkey's wife, i also write on wattpad sometimes ( link at the bottom! ), and i love music with my entire being. i'm a west coast girly from cali, but i wanna go to different countries so bad.

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[vxntagedior]

awkward conversations

summary | you’re trying not to get caught with steve in your childhood bedroom

pairing | steve harrington x fem!college!reader

warning | 18+ minors dni, smut (oral, f receiving, pussy slapping, fingering) based off that one scene in ginny georgia ( i never watched it but I keep seeing it on my fyp), getting caught, fluff

word count | 1.0k

Whenever you came home from school, you tried to savor every moment you could Steve before you had to leave Hawkins once again. 

And because you weren’t living in Hawkins as much, you didn’t have your own home, leaving the two of you to hang out at your childhood home. 

“You have a poster of Tom Cruise.” Steve snorted. You groaned under him, pulling him by his collar, bringing his lips back down to yours. Pulling away, Steve started to kiss down your jaw, towards your neck. 

“Really, Steve.” You whined, your hands tugging on his hair, wrapping your legs around his waist, bucking your hips up to his. “I’m about to have sex with you and you’re worried about my room, you’ve seen it constantly.”

“But it’s cute.” He smirked, starting to push up the hem of your shirt, arching your back, letting him take it off for you. Continuing to kiss you, now at your collarbone, kissing between the valley of your breasts. 

“Hurry up, my mom is gonna be home soon.” You urged, pushing his head down towards your legs. 

Obliging, Steve didn’t take any more time, already digging his fingers under your panties, his finger circling your clit, while the other pulled them to the side. “Shit babe.”

Not answering him, you bucked your hips, wanting more. Replacing his mouth with his hand, his lips wrapped around your clit, eliciting a loud moan from you. Smirking against your cunt, pulling away, his fingers, gathered the spit before moving down towards your entrance. Continuing to lap up your clit, his fingers teasing against your entrance, slipping his fingers barely in before pulling back out.

Starting to whine, bucking your hips closer towards his face, Steve pulled his face away from you, slapping your cunt, you letting out a yelp. 

“I will give you what I want.” He demanded, his gaze hard on yours. Nodding submissively, Steve gave a small smile, massaging your thighs before getting back down on his stomach. 

Giving up with the teasing, Steve finally gave in to your needs, letting his two fingers slip through your entrance, already curling his fingers, seeing you were already falling apart from his touch. 

Leaning up, Steve pulled down your bra, his lips wrapping around one of your nipples, his tongue swirling around, biting it softly, before licking it over. His fingers started to pick up rhythm, his thumb, moving up to clit to start circling it while continuing to finger you.

With all the stimulation, you felt your orgasm starting to approach, your back arching, trying to hold it in. 

“Can feel you clenching around me.” Steve smirked, pulling away from your tits, now kneeling on his knees, “Cum for me baby, I know you can.”

Unbeknownst to the both of you as you chased your orgasm, your mother had entered the house downstairs, seeing Steve’s shoes by the door and not hearing the two of you in the living room. 

“Such a good girl.” Steve mumbled softly, caressing your cheek, pecking a kiss on your nose. 

Just before you could answer, you heard a knock on your door, both of your eyes widening. Pulling Steve off you, grabbing his shirt that was hanging off your bed. Steve climbed off your bed, trying to pull his pants while you got up, pushing him towards your closet. 

“Just a second mom!” You called out, seeing Steve now in the closet, grabbing your shirt, and pulling your covers over your bare legs, “Come in.”

“Hey sweets.” Your mom smiled, leaning against your doorframe. “I thought you’d be out.”

“Oh no, I did my errands in the morning.” You gave her a smile. “Just resting in bed.”

You watched as your mom’s eyes wandered through your room, following her gaze, seeing how she eyed your closet. 

“Your hair's a little messy.” She commented, your eyes widened, “And you look a bit sweaty.”

Fuck, you thought, she knows. Giving you look, you already knew she wanted you out of the room, getting up, you couldn’t even look at you, your eyes trailed to the ground as you walked out.

“Steve, are you in the closet?” She yelled, looking over at the closet. 

Steve was conflicted, he didn’t want to answer but he knew your mom. 

“Yeah.” He sighed, resting his head on the door. 

“You decent?” You had a hoffied look on your face, hoping Steve would answer correctly. 

“No.” His voice cracked. 

“Get dressed and come out here!” She yelled, going towards your vanity, sitting on the chair. It took Steve a minute to come out, jumping when he saw her sitting on the chair. 

“Hi!” She beamed at him. Steve couldn’t move, dead in his spot, starting at your mom. “You know I didn’t like you at first Steven.”

Your mom had worked down at the diner, one that most of the students from Hawkins High resided in after classes and she remembered the times she saw Steve there during his time during high school.

“Y/n is a sweet girl.” She reminded him. “And she’s away most of the year, and I would like to know that her boyfriend cares as much as he does when she is here and when she is away, you understand.”

“Yes ma’am.” Steve had always been scared of your mom since the two of you started dating, it was just you and her, and the two of you always looked out for each other. 

“There’s a restaurant in the next town that she loves.” Your mother let on, “She has to go at least once every time she comes back home.” Steve caught on immediately, nodding his head rapidly in agreement. 

“Good.” She smiled, getting up, “And fix your collar, I can see a hickey.”

Panicked, Steve looked in the mirror, seeing a hickey peeking out from the collar of his shirt. 

“I’m sorry.” You apologize for your mom. 

“Hey it’s fine.” Steve insisted, wrapping his arms around your waist, “It wasn’t anything bad.”

“You sure.” You asked, looking up at him. Shaking his head, Steve just leaned down, kissing your forehead. 

“You hungry, wanna go get some lunch?” He asked, changing the subject. 

“Always.” You smiled, “There’s this restaurant, the next town over, I love it.”

Steve just smiled, watching as you got ready, “I think I know the one.”

fin.

[melehound]

If you're comfortable with this, could you do boyfriend/girlfriend 141 + König and Valeria reacting to the reader showing them their healed sh scars - major fluff :))

Ofc! Thank you for your submission I hope your having a good day :)

141 + König and Valeria reacting to you showing them your healed self harm scars! GN READER!

Tw: self harm scars!

Kyle “gaz” Garrick

He feels a lot of mixed feelings

He’s happy that you feel comfortable enough to share this with him but at the same time he’s so worried about WHY you did it :(

He doesn’t want to pry into something your not comfortable sharing but every time he sees them he wonders what led up to that

It keeps him up at night sometimes when your not with him

John “soap” mactavish

Looks at you like “😦” like he just so shocked when he sees the scars he has to take a minute

He’s scared that you’ll do it again but after a while of being with you he trusts you

He kisses them every chance he gets

Sometimes he checks them when your asleep just to make sure they are all scars and not fresh or scabbed not because he doesn’t trust you just because he’s worried about you beyond any logical reason you could be in actual heaven and he’d text you

Simon “ghost” Riley

He noticed before you showed him he didn’t want to assume anything

When you initially tell him he cups his hands over yours during the conversation he’s so worried your going to tell him something so much worse

he doesn’t let it affect how he sees you he trusts you completely

He doesn’t loose sleep about it it’s just another part of you he loves

John price

He he reacts like Georgia from ‘ginny and Georgia’ (“my beautiful girl, my special miracle baby girl, why? Why would you do that?”) 😭

He’s absolutely heartbroken for you

Even if they are scarred and not fresh he still is so sad

He trusts you but it’s always in the back of his mind when your away from him but your on his mind always anyway so 🤷‍♀️

König

He loves you so much at this point the only thing that could come between you is murder (depending on the situation)

But that being said your scars don’t matter to him he loves you I mean he wears a sniper hood all the time (and probably still does when he’s with you)

He’s not judgmental or upset he’s happy your starting to open up :)

He wants to know the reasoning more but he won’t push you he’s okay with waiting for you to open up more

Valeria garza

Also knew before you told her and she asked many times before you actually told her

She probably wasn’t brought up knowing the extent of mental health so she’d be pretty upset and confused

After a while she’d get used to seeing them and start kissing them before she left for work (if they are on your wrists)

She’d recommend that you get matching tattoos with her to make your scars into something beautiful

((✿:sorry if these are short I’m trying to get them out in a timely manner// also that ginny and Georgia quote brings me to TEARS omg))

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Hi, can you write a fic about Marcus from Ginny and Georgia with the 18th prompt? With a lot of fluff plz 🙏

‘’I’m not sleeping, I’m resting my eyes.’’

A/N: I didn’t mean to write all the sadness, but if you look through the lines, there is some fluff

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When he showed up at Blue Farm — drunk —, Joe had made him drink a lot of water, but it had not been enough to sober him up. Your shift was over, so you got him in your car and took him home.

Fortunately, dealing with drunk Marcus was easy enough. He wasn’t aggressive or difficult. He just got in his feelings a lot too, which made your heart ache.

With an arm slung over your shoulders, you helped him inside his house and up to his bedroom without waking his parents.

‘’I’m sorry,’’ he said as you closed the door behind.

‘’Let’s get you into bed.��’

You guided him to his bed and sat him down so you could help him out of his jacket and boots. He was just like a toddler, only half helping undress him. Once it was all off, you pulled his comforter to prepare him for sleep.

Why was he drunk on a Tuesday? You thought to ask, but Marcus looked too disconnected to give you an answer. You also weren't sure you were ready to hear the level of sadness his words would hold.

Marcus laughed down at himself. ‘’I’m a disaster.’’

Assuming he meant his dunk state, you said nothing and laid him down, tucking him in like the kids you used to babysit. Unlike them, he didn't ask for a bedtime story or one more glass of water. He just curled on himself the moment his face hit the pillow and stared ahead with empty hazy eyes.

‘’Do you still love me?’’ he asked quietly.

‘’Of course I do.’’ You brought the trash over by the bed — just in case — and gave him a soft smile. ‘’Even when you show up drunk at my workplace.’’

He didn’t laugh at your teasing.

He pulled at his comforter until it was up to his chin, looking so sad and lifeless. ‘’You shouldn't.’’

His words deepened your concern and you sat down on the bed. You had only planned to take him home, but you didn’t want to leave him like this, alone with his sadness.

‘’I’ll stay until you fall asleep.’’ You reached to run a hand through his hair.

Marcus closed his eyes under your touch. ‘’I’m not sleeping, I’m resting my eyes.’’

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[sparklyskies0]

✮⋆˙ 𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗹𝘆𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗲𝘀 ✮⋆˙

𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 '𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒉'

❛ it was a graveyard smash! ❜

𝗁𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌!! 𝗂𝗆 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗌:) 𝗂 𝖺𝗆 𝖺𝗇 𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋. 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾/𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝖺𝗆 𝖻𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅 ♡︎

i was born and raised in harlem, new york but i currently live in the bronx. I love to do a lot of things but writing and dancing is where my heart is !! i also rlly love music

i write on wattpad most of the time but i want to start writing on here as well <33

── my favs ୨ৎ

my music 🎶 : taylor swift, chase atlantic, ariana grande, conan gray, sza, melanie martinez, justin bieber, olivia rodrigo, one direction, dominic fike, billie eilish, phoebe bridgers, harry styles, james arthur, chappell roan, clairo, rihanna, lana del rey, mitski, the neighbourhood, & sm more!

my movies/shows 🎬 : the perks of being a wallflower, scream franchise, hannah montana the movie and show!! (i’m a big kid) , 13 going on 30, the harry potter franchise, every maze runner movie, teen wolf, the vampire diaries, teen wolf, mean girls, pitch perfect, new girl, outer banks, cobra kai, stranger things, on my block, supernatural, suits, ginny & georgia & more!

my fav people 💟 : the sturniolo triplets, tara yummy, jake webber, johnnie guilbert, zendaya, drew starkey, sam & colby, nailea devora, monet mcmicheal & more

things i don’t tolerate ୨ৎ

racism, being rude, unfriendly comments or remarks, homophobia, kink shaming ( i will be writing smut so ), there’s more things that i don’t fuck with but that’s all i can list for now. if you don’t agree or intend to respect any of these, this account isn’t the place for you <3

what i will/wont write

will <3 : fluff, angst, smut, headcanons

won’t <3 : piss kinks (cause wth), shit kinks, incest, eating booty, anal (😦)

where to find me:)

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fics🎀

meddle about

get him back!

thank you for reading! i love you all. feel free to request anything im ready to start cooking on here 🫶🏾

[train-wrecc]

★彡 𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊’𝚜 (𝚝-𝚛𝚎𝚌’𝚜 ッ) 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

(I'm excited to make this because I feel like I somewhat have enough writing to create it, & I never thought I'd make a masterlist... but here I am ☺️)

Updated: 4/16/23 -

(MOBILE USERS: on my profile click the search button and enter twmasterlist (which stands for train-wrecc not trigger warning lmao) and that’ll be all my writing, sorry for the inconvenience)

(UPDATE (2/19/23): I think the links are working now, I have no idea what happened, please let me know if they are or aren’t working, thanks!)

*Everything is in order from my most recent work to the oldest.

Key: fluff - 💞 angst - ❤‍🩹

Marcus Baker (Ginny & Georgia):

Two Ghosts ❤‍🩹

Champagne Problems 💞❤‍🩹

2

Nobody Gets Me 💞❤‍🩹

Lover of Mine 💞❤‍🩹

Here For You 💞❤‍🩹

Dumbass 💞❤‍🩹

Niklaus Mikaelson (TO/TVD):

Dating Niklaus Mikaelson Headcanon's

Sundays 💞

Grow As We Go 💞❤‍🩹

[sturnad]

𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄

About me: Im a thirteen year old student in primary school. Im probably the loudest and weirdest person in my town. I love to write and i do ice skating. + do not judge my writings im just getting started so be nice hoes.

Music taste: Drake, Yeat, Kanye West, Frank Ocean, Chase Atlantic, Lil Peep, Lil Wayne, Arctic Monkeys, The Neighbourhood, The weeknd, Billie Eillish, Melanie Martinez, Madison Beer, Lana Del Rey, SZA, Cigarettes after sex, TV girl, Cardi B, Nicki Minaj, Eminem, 2pac, Lil skies, 50cent, NLE CHOPPA, Lil Tecca...

Favorite song: meddle about by Chase Atlantic

Movies/series: shameless, young sheldon, white chicks, anyone but you, too hot to handle, norbit, matilda, twilight, never have i ever, gossip girl, gilmore girls, ginny and georgia, outer banks, mean girls, xo kitty, stranger things, you, insatiable, dahmer, how to ruin christmas, lucifer,...

My fav movie is probably white chicks but series/tv show is def shameless, hands down.

Fav youtubers: the triplets ofc, beta squad, jake & johnnie, tara yummy, larray, sidemen, amp..

Fav food: pasta, ceasar salad, pomegranate...

bmf?

I will write: smut, fluff, angst, ill write smut only for Matt and Chris. If i get any requests i can also write snaps you would get from Nick/Matt/Chris...Go wild with the requests, you wont be judged here.

I will not write: pregnancy, threesomes (if not requested), incest, sa, Nick with a female partner..

If you do not like to read anything that contains sexual activity just keep scrolling past anything marked with ♣.

I am new here so i dont get around so well but im trying my best.

+ plus i do not get around with hard words so please dont come for me-- (English is not my first language, im from Slovenia..)

Just some rules and all so everyone is on the same page:

•dont steal fics, stories, snaps..

•if you dont like the fact that im a 13 year old writing smut scroll and argue with the wall.

•if you dont like the fic itself just do not read it. simple as that.

•dont leave hate

•and have fun..

•Requests are open. And also feel free to ask or say anything...

LOVE YOU ALL GUYS AND I HOPE YOU WILL BE ENJOYING THE FUTURE FICS AND STORIES..

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Closet

Pairing: JJ Maybank x Kook!Reader

Warnings: blurb, fluff, slight religion mentioned, OBX3 spoiler, not edited

A/N: I was inspired by this oneshot and also a scene from Ginny and Georgia (I've never watched it I just remember seeing it on TikTok)

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It’s been almost a year since the Pogues came back after finding the treasure of El Dorado, the event to celebrate was close. It was hard for them, coming back from so much trauma.

My arms and home were open for them, especially for JJ. He’s always had a soft spot for me, and me for him.

A few months after they came home from South America, JJ and I decided to keep our relationship a secret. Hidden from the eyes of our parents and the whole Kildare population, except his friends.

Now here we are, JJ and his friends standing as I was in the audience clapping and cheering for them. I am truly happy for them, happy that they have peace after everything they've been through.

After they got away from the attention, the Pogues were all in a group smoking while I was distant from them, not wanting to be by them while my parents were just a few feet away.

I was admiring JJ. I felt so lucky to have him and that he finally lives a safe and healthy life. I was admiring their friendship and how it was life or death with them.

"Are you okay?" JJ asked as I flinched, not knowing he was next to me already. He giggled at my easily frightened state.

"I'm perfect." I said with a wide smile, my eyes found his sharp blue ones immediately.

"Perfect as in you're really feeling good or perfect as in you're hiding your emotions?" he stood back away from me to get a better look at me.

"Jay, I was just admiring you guys." I smiled up as him as I secretly intertwined our fingers.

"You mean admiring me, not them." he teased.

"Whatever Jayj." I playfully rolled my eyes.

"Wanna come with us on the HMS after this?"

"Y'know my parents, they won't let me since we got church in the morning." I pouted as I looked over to my parents who were coincidentally talking to the priest.

JJ threw his head back in a groan, letting out a loud and breathy sigh.

"Come over after?" I lifted my eyebrows in hope. "Through the window of course."

The side of his mouth lifted in a grin. "Yes, I'll come straight after." He gave my forearm a squeeze, knowing that if my parents saw us hug it would end differently.

"Now go." I playfully hissed at him, using my hands to shoo him towards his friends.

"Man I want to kiss you all over your face." He faked grabbing my face in the air, making a playful mad face about no PDA.

"Me too, but go seriously. Have fun." I nodded at him.

He sent me a warm smile, the smile that I knew meant that he will miss me even though it's for a few hours.

We had to get used to it. The whole not being able to hangout together, staying up on the phone all night, and stealing glances at the local restaurants.

But it never made him not want to be with me, he was committed and so was I. He understood the need to hide things from parents.

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Late last night, JJ snuck through my window with my help. We quietly maneuvered through my room and just watched a movie, enjoying each others presence in our arms.

I fell asleep first, tired from waking up early to help set up for their event earlier in the day.

When I woke up it was already bright outside, the sun just hitting the sky. The warm air coming through my window, and the quiet chirps of the birds made it sound like a movie.

I felt a warm presence behind me and a heavy arm on my shoulder. JJ was sound sleep, his peaceful state made me smile hard.

I turned my head back around to watch the sun rise through my window, but my peace was interrupted once I saw the time on my phone.

"JJ wake up." I sat up quickly and tried to shake him awake but failed.

I quietly cussed as I thought of different ways to wake him up.

"JJ" I shook his body harder. When that didn't work, I pulled the warm blanket off of his body, the now cooler air hugging his skin.

He groaned loud so I rushed to cover his mouth with my hand. His eyes shooting open quickly, his body going into fight mode.

"Jesus." he dragged his hands over his tired eyes.

"JJ, I have to get ready for church." I pointed towards the time, hoping he was conscious enough to understand.

"So?" he settled back into the bed, his eyes already threatening to close.

I heard my parents bedroom door open, the footsteps descending to the kitchen.

"JJ please." I kneeled next to him on the bed, shaking his body again.

"Five more minutes." he mumbled into the pillow.

My patience was running low, and I did not have a lot of time until my parents came into my room to tell me to get ready. I grabbed my pillow and repeatedly hit it against JJ's shoulder, trying not to be so loud.

I heard the footsteps of one of my parents going up the stairs, I knew that their next stop was my room.

"JJ now." I pulled him up by his shirt and pushed him into my closet. His half asleep body was heavy and made a loud thud.

"Hey hun?" I heard a quiet knock on my door.

"Yes?" I pretended to have a raspy morning voice.

The door opened to reveal my dad with two mugs of tea in his hands.

"We're leaving in 30 minutes, I'll set your mug down." He pushed the door a little more to set my tea down into my desk.

"Thank you dad." I smiled at him as I rubbed at my eyes.

"Oh one more thing." He turned his body back towards me.

"Yeah?" I looked up at him with wide eyes.

"JJ, get out of the closet please."

My heart dropped out of my ass when my dad said those words.

JJ opened the door of my closet to reveal his groggy state, but the words of my father scared him awake.

"Good morning sir." JJ said nervously as he stood up straight.

"Morning JJ. Next time, just use the front door." my dad smiled at him and came towards me to leave a kiss on my head.

My dad turning his back away from us to walk out the room, our backs returning to a relaxed slouch.

"Oh and JJ?" he turned back around before reaching my bedroom door. We both straightened up again.

"Yes sir?"

"Would you like to join us at mass today?"

JJ looked at me with wide eyes, not knowing how to answer but I just shook him off; only because I didn't know how to answer.

"I- Uh- Yes. I would love to join you and your family." JJ said with a nervous smile.

"I have some clothes that could fit you. Let me get them." my dad left my room with a smile, leaving us to get ready for mass.

I sat down on my bed with my jaw on the floor and my heart pounding so hard.

"What just happened?" I looked up at JJ that stood over me.

"I don't know, but I love it." he had a soft smile on his face.

"I can't believe that happened." I giggled out into his stomach as I wrapped my arms around his hips.

"No more hiding." his palm rubbed over my back.

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Chey. 22. she/her. Capricorn Sun. Scorpio Moon. Bisexual.

• Talk To Me 💚 Masterlist •

Requests - always open

A few facts about me...

I love writing but I'm not a pro so have patience with me!

I've been watching the triplets for almost a year now ❤️

I'm definitely a Matt girl but Chris turns my head every once in a while🫣

I love writing fluff & angst, I don't have too much experience with smut, but I'm not opposed to the idea.

My favor authors are Chloe Walsh (Boys of Tommen series is to die for, it changed my perspective on love!), Krista & Becca Ritchie (Addicted series is to die for), and ofc Colleen Hoover!

I mainly write about the Sturniolo triplets but I'm currently obsessing over the Walton twins, Central Cee, and the whole fucking cast of OBX 🥵

I'm comfortable with writing about almost anything, I'll try my best to perfect it. Don't be shy to send to me PM or request something! Whether it be smutty asf or a bit triggering!

Mental health is very important to me - being someone who has BPD and is a self-harm survivor. Any of my writing that may be triggering is not meant to offend anyone in anyway, only to spread awareness. If anyone is struggling mentally, feel free to reach out to me. Sometimes talking to a stranger is better than talking to no one at all. 💚💚💚

My favorite shows are Outer Banks, Ginny & Georgia, One Tree Hill, & Gossip Girl! My favorite movie series is the Through My Window series, and honestly, I'm in love with Adam Sandler (weird flex but i've had a crush on him since I was a little girl.. Don't judge me it's always the funny guys)

I'm bisexual so I support the LQBTQIA+ community 🌈 No judgement will be tolerated on my page.

Beside writing and reading, I love to cook!!

My favorite colors are green, black, & purple

I'm big into astrology. Capricorn here ♑

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“Nicky’s new year’s day event”

name inspired by @taylorswift (taylor ily sm)

to begin with THANK YOU SO MUCH!!232 is crazy,I can't believe I know that many people

a/n:I've not interacted nor talked with many of you and I'm so sorry for that.Im just trying to do well in school!This is a celebration and an event to thank you!hope you have fun and enjoy this as much as I do.

event ended on january 7

my intro post

my pet

midnights - talk to me!!ask me questions,kmk,anything you'd like <3

think later - send me a(n) character,album,aesthetic,etc. and I'll make a moodboard for it

lover - I'll make a moodboard of you/your blog

portals - I'll make a playlist of anything you want(can be a person as well)

xo - I'll write a letter to you(moots only)

fictional - send me a fandon,gender preference and a few facts about you snd I'll ship you witha. character

(fandoms I'm familiar with:harry potter,marauders,mcu,tsitp,barbie,ginny and georgia,scream(the franchise),nickelodeon's teen shows(such as icarly)and basically any fandom I've posted about or mentioned in this blog)

closure - tell me a character,what you want the fanfic to be(smut,fluff,angst,etc) and I'll recommend you some good fanfics here on tumblr

the story of us - send me a song/artist and I'll tell you my thoughts on it(could be an artist/song I've listened or haven't listened to before)

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rules/notes:

send requests in an ask only please,it'll be rlly messy if it's in the replies or reblogs of a post

I may take a while to complete your request,rlly sorry about that

all posts are here

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(my)moots/people who asked to be tagged:

@allisonh5050

@urgirlnextdoorr

@mattheoriddlemarcuslopez

@silly-mirrorball

@radioverse

@reminiscentreader

@what-about-wendy

@kitsohana

@theboringava

@skeelly

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thank you all so much again

love,

nicky <3

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~ Welcome traveler ~

Hello dear friend :))

(I like double chin emojis it’s like- my ✨personal touch✨)

I wanted to put the Barbie in the 12 dancing princesses theme song but idk how to do that..

Anyways :)) (here's my masterlist if you're interested :D)

The requests are opened again :)) please request for Ava 🥹

Even if my English is not the best, I’ll try my best to write things that could please you :))

But of course there are some rules I’d ask you to follow:

I can write smut but I’m not the best at it and sometimes I just can’t come up with anything (I’ll always try my best to write it ofc)

I only write wlw fics

I can write whatever genre you want (angst, fluff, etc) (read above concerning smut) if you don't want angst please say it, I have an habit of putting angst everywhere lately

I can be very slow to write so please excuse me for that

I can write for the following shows / characters:

Wednesday : Wednesday, Enid

Stranger Things : Robin, Nancy, Max

Fear Street : Ziggy, Cindy

Ginny & Georgia : Max, Abby, Georgia

Marvel : Natasha, Wanda

Scream : Tara, Amber, Sam

Warrior Nun : Ava

Others : Emma Myers, Jenna Ortega

(If the character / show you want is not here, you can still ask maybe I forgot it / didn’t think about it :)) )

Anddd that’s it I think? Have a nice day :))

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🪼 info

my name is celeste, i’m 18 and i’m just starting this blog! i’m planning on writing short stories or one shots on characters that i currently like, or by requests.

i won’t be writing smut, mostly because i feel weird writing it… 🌚 but maybe i’ll change my mind in the future..

i’ll mostly be writing fluff and angst, or just what i’m feeling in the moment.

i might also post some of my art here since i do draw!

♡ - fluff

☆ - angst

characters i’m writing for:

SCREAM

stu macher : melting ♡, the end ☆ the beggining ☆

billy loomis : polaroids ♡

mickey altieri

roman bridger

charlie walker

ethan landry

sidney prescott

tatum riley

gale weathers

jill roberts

kirby reed

amber freeman

TV SHOWS

never have i ever

devi vishwakumar

paxton hall-yoshida

ethan morales

stranger things

eddie munson

billy hargrove

max mayfield

ginny & georgia

marcus baker

abby littman

the umbrella academy

five hargreeves

diego hargreeves

klaus hargreeves

lila pitts

outer banks

jj maybank

pope heyward

rafe cameron

sarah cameron

cleo

shameless

carl gallagher

lip gallagher

ian gallagher

fiona gallagher

veronica fisher

you can send in requests for some other characters if you’d like, i can’t really remember all of the shows i’ve watched lol. thank you for coming onto my page! i’ll see you soon with some stories 🫶🏻

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[tejan-sunny]

Hey I’m tejan (she/her) i love to write it this page is for 14+ because I’m 19 so it just makes me more comfortable so if the is anything you want to read I’ll try to write it

I take requests for female readers or Non-binary readers and I do:

male characters x female readers

Female characters x female readers

I don’t do character x character or male character x male readers if makes me uncomfortable.

I DONT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OR PICTURES I PUT IN MY STORIES, ONLY THE PLOT AND READER

Here a the characters I take requests for

MY Hero Academia males:

Bakugou

Deku

Denki

Kirishima

Sero

Todoroki

My Hero Academia females:

Mina

Jirou

Momo

My Hero Academia pro hero’s

Hawks

Aizawa

Fatgum

Mirko

My Hero Academia villains:

Shigaraki

Dabi

Stranger things:

Eddie

Jonathan

Billy

Ginny and Georgia

Ginny

Georgia

Max

Marcus

Zion



Grey’s Anatomy:

Meredith

Christina

Derek

 Alex 

Amelia

Mark

Stray kids:

Bangchan

Changbin

Hyunjin

Felix

Lee know

Han

Seungmin

Amazing digital circus

Jax

Hazbin hotel

Alastor

Vox

Angle

Lucifer

Charlie 

Helluva boss

Blitzo

Millie

Moxie

Fizzarolli

Asmodeus

I do write: smut (if the characters is under 18 they will be aged up and it has to be consensual which means both people have consent)

Fluff

Angst

Pregnancy

Teen pregnancy (both characters have be at least 17)

 oh and please know that some of the fanfic will not go along with the plot of the shows and some characters may act differently from the shows 

If there’s anything that I missed or anything that you want me to write and I didn’t have it listed on here just let me know and I’ll try