#james marriot fanfiction

[despairat6oclock]

Espresso Hearts

Synopsis: an artist and musician who finds comfort in a stranger's silence.

fem! Reader x James Marriott

Word Count: 890~

Contains: Fluff

Warnings: none really

[m.list]

The soft settle glow of the sun painted a perfect picturesque scene as it fluttered through the coffee shop windows.

The golden light casting perfectly across the wooden floors of the shop. The shop was less crowded than usual at this hour, giving the chance to actually acquire a seat and get some work done.

On his daily coffee run, James took his time walking down the path to his favorite coffee shop. The sky had just the perfect amount of clouds that painted the perfect backdrop without it being too chilly.

A soft hum of amusement evaporated against James’ vocal cords at the sight of a not so clustered shop at this hour.

With his laptop, and small pocket book, James was now grateful he had packed the two mediums; maybe he could find some inspiration.

And maybe that inspiration was perched inside a corner also searching for the same.

Ordering his usual, fingers tapping against the counter top as he waits for his drink, James takes a look around.

Majority of the shop's tiny booths were filled, with a few empty scattered around James would have to settle with. Unless.

Lounging beside the window, the sun perfectly highlighting her like she was a beacon he was always meant to find.

Mindlessly sketching inside a leather bound notebook, hair pulled back into a loose ponytail with a few strands hanging out and a sweater the color of green leafs in springs.

With his iced coffee in hand, James makes his way over to the enticing women in the far corner.

“Excuse me... I was wondering if I could sit here? Just for a few minutes.” James pips up, nerves igniting within him.

“Go ahead” was just a soft mutter from between her lips, nothing more and nothing less. Not even a glance at him.

The chair screeching against the floor it's dragged upon, James sat directly across from her. Eyes not so secretly appearing down onto the pages of abstract lines and void of color. Besides her was a half drinking plastic cup of matcha and a barely touched espresso glass that had a perfect peachy lipstick stain.

Pulling out his own notebook and laptop, James took this opportunity to revise some lyrics that had been racking his brain.

Minutes tick by so quickly, that half an hour had gone and both barely moved a muscle or breathed a word. The music of a pencil rough against parchment led James' eyes to the women's notebook once again.

The lines that had seemed to lead nowhere was now a perfect contracted top-half of a person. With an oddly familiar pair of glasses and disheveled hair, and the same tuff on the collar of the jacket as James wore.

She must have felt James staring, as her eyes worked their way up to his as they gazed down at her work.

Her hand spreads out across the paper, each digit attempting to hide what was already seen.

“I'm James”

His smile held a charismatic charm he was unaware he had.

“Y/N”

She answered with a simple nod, her voice the same soft pitch as before.

James' smile never flatters as he presses save on his document and focuses back onto her.

“You come here often?”

“Some mornings after a run,” Chewing her bottom lip as her eyes don't know where to land. “And you?”

“Most days, it's a part of my little morning routine.”

Gesturing towards the scene of the notebook and laptop laid before him with her chin, “What are you working on?”

“A song”

“You're a musician?”

“Mhm.”

Seeming to take it in with a nod, “Can I hear something of yours?”

Trying to play off the heat that rises onto his cheeks, pulling out some earbuds before offering one to her.

“Here uh…”

Palms clammy as he pulls up an audio file that starts playing a bit too loud. Causing both to wince as James hurried to lower the volume.

“Sorry sorry!”

Awkwardly chuckling while he intensely observed her. Each small head movement and quite hum a criticism he mentally wrote down.

“You're really good”

“Really?” Stumbling over his syllables as he quickly takes back the earbuds she was gesturing over.

A nod as she folds over a ribbon onto her sketch and closes its cover, “Do you release it on anything?”

“Just the normal platforms” he coughed, fingers tracing the lines and indents of his cup’s lid.

Looking out the window, the sun intensified the shine of her eyes as she watched the traffic go by.

“Would you like to do this again?” With a tilt of her head as she glanced over James’ face.

With a gulp of nerves and a flutter in his chest, “Y-yeah, love to.”

Tearing off a piece of napkin her now empty espresso sat upon, scribbling down an array of numbers.

“Call me” she smiled, her tone an octave louder with a dose of confidence.

Sliding the corner of paper to the man across from her, before settling her belongings into a small drawstring bag.

“See you.” James forced out as she moved out of her seat.

Walking by, hand delicately ghosting against his shoulder as she walked past towards the door. Nothing more than a fantom of a touch, one that closely mimics the growing feeling within his chest.

[dnfl0wers]

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About Me:

• AJ | She/Her | 19 | 🏳️‍🌈🇦🇺

My Mains:

• GeorgeNotFound

• Dream

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Favourite Bands/Musicians:

• My Chemical Romance

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• Sleeping With Sirens

• Waterparks

• Pierce The Veil

• Loveless

• Paramore

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• Glass Animals

• One Direction

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[damn-behzinga]

Enough

James Marriott X Reader

Summary- Reader is content with the relationship they have with James, they decide to go public.

Warnings- Swearing, My terrible writing,

masterlist

a/n- whoopsie this is shit but I love my boy James

It was a quiet night. Brooklyn 99 played on the TV as James laid on the sofa and I laid on top of him. There was a bowl of popcorn discarded on the coffee table and a blanket slowly falling off us. James' arms were loosely holding me as soft breaths were being let out by him.

We had been dating for a good seven months but hadn't told the public due to the fear that there would be a backlash that would tear us apart. We didn't want that.

Our relationship was nice as it was. Sure it sucked not being able to hold each other in public or touch for too long; but the thrill of sneaking about was so fun, it made us feel like teenagers again and not adults who had to pay bills and shit.

Hearing his soft chuckle escape his mouth, made me realise, in that moment, how much I loved him.

I turned my head so I could look at him. He had a small smile on his face despite the tired look that overwhelmed him. I couldn't help the smile on my face as I looked at him; he was beautiful.

He turned to look at me when he noticed I was staring at him.

"What?" He whispered. "What is it?"

"You just look so handsome." I muttered back, leaning down to place a lazy kiss on his cheek.

James blushed unable to take the compliment but remained silent.

"Do you ever think about going public?" My voice was hushed as I looked into his eyes.

"I do but I don't particularly see why we have to." James replied honestly as I moved off him so he could sit up.

"The idea of us being allowed to do simple things without being questioned? That seems nice." I answered, biting at my nail. We now sat at opposite ends of the sofa. I was scared to get close to him due to fear of him rejecting my idea.

"I'm just scared they won't approve." James muttered. "They pay the bills and if they don't approve, I wouldn't be particularly happy." He looked down at his hands and played with his fingers.

"So what if they don't approve? Our parents approve and our friends approve! And we love each other! We can get through this." I reached foreward and took his hands in my own before bringing them up to my lips. "We will get through it one step at a time." I smiled and placed a kiss on his knuckles.

"I love you." He commented. "So fucking much."

"I love you too." We both leaned foreward and kissed each other.

The two of us held each other, it was us. We were safe together despite the delicate and ever changing world around us.

It was simple to go public. A picture on each other's social media and it was done. People were congratulating us and sending their love but we didn't need it.

We had each other, and that was enough.

[lochnessmister]

Read my Half Ironic James x Alex Fanfiction

https://www.wattpad.com/698353017-little-pink-triangle-alex-x-james-x-chapter-one-x

Read it please I can’t say I’m proud but R E A D I T

[apfel07]

Introductionary Post

Look at that, I finally updatet my introducionary post!

I'm a bisexual person called Apfel/Apple who uses they/he/she pronouns :)

I really like to read, even though I read way more fanfiction than books these days (omg I'm so quirky /j). One of my favourite books is I was born for this and I will talk about it.

Sometimes I even write some mediocre fanfiction myself: @Apfel07 on ao3

I also listen to music almost 24/7, here are some artists I like:

-Joker Out (I have been obsessed with them since may and i will scream about them a lot on here)

-Tonbandgerät (a german pop band that I doubt anyone here knows)

-Lovejoy

-James Marriot

I also like a bunch of other things, like:

-Tatort Saarbrücken

-die drei Fragezeichen

I am pretty sure that there is something going on with my brain but I'm not diagnosed.

I'm also in a queerplatonic relationship, if I talk about my girlfriend/boyfriend/partner that is my queerplatonic partner :) He uses he/it for context.

Okay yeah, I'll probably update this again soon.

Bye :)

[antimony-medusa]

The transition from Phil’s stream to this is indescribable. 

I had the horrified theory that tommy was reading James Marriot/Venom crossover fanfiction. 

Imagine being like "Guys I was offline what have I missed on the Tubbathon" and your mutuals all reluctantly inform you that TommyInnit is replacing the names in a fairy tale with "James Marriott" and "Balls", and is reading it to Tubbo as a bedtime story. This is the tamest and least tos thing Tommy has done this far

[damn-behzinga]

Grow As We Go

James Marriott X Reader

summary- reader thinks she needs to break up with James to figure herself out.

warnings- Angst?, my terrible writing, short

part of the Ben Platt Writing Challenge

listen to the song

masterlist

Dread ran down your spine as you wondered into your flat. You needed to talk with your boyfriend. You had been having problems trying to figure out who you were. You felt as though you had travelled down a completely wrong path and now it was time to turn around and go the other way.

"Hey, how was work?" James greeted, kissing your cheek as you walked into your living room.

"We need to talk." You stated, voice and posture strong despite the growing fear you felt.

"Is everything okay?" James questioned, all attention on you immediately.

"I think we should take a break." You said simply.

James' eyebrows furrowed. "May I ask why? Is it something I did?"

You shook your head. "I think I just need to grow a bit. Find a new a career path, experience life." You explained.

"We can do that together." James suggested.

"I don't know, James." You whispered. "I need to figure out who I am! What if you don't like who that is?"

"Then I'll be the worst person in the world for not loving you for you!" James said, taking my hands in his. "I love you so much."

"James, think of what everyone else will say! They'll think your not letting me live my life!" You bit the inside of you cheek ripping your hands away from him.

James threw his hands in the air. "Who cares what they think?"

"Me! I care! Your life is public and I- I'm scared of that." You cried.

"You don't have to be afraid." James whispered. "You have me. And the boys. And all of our friends. We'll all protect you."

You paced back and forth, running a hand through your hair. You sighed and bit your lip.

"It's always been me and you, y/n." James whispered. "Why should you leave when you can change right next to me? I'll have you back when all the crappy stuff happens whilst you live in all the goods. Me and you." James slowly wrapped his arms around me.

You wiped away your tears and look up at him.

"There's so much I don't know about myself yet. I-" You sighed. "I don't want to be stuck never knowing what I was truly capable of!"

"I'll go with you. Always have, always will." James stated, looking you dead in the eyes. "Who said that you need to do this alone? Being without people makes it ten times worse."

You looked away, scrunching up your eyes. James gently moved your chin back so it was facing him.

"Look, if you want to leave, that's fine. But I think what we have is good. I don't want to give it up when we could do this growing together." He explained. You nodded.

"I'll give it a try." You whispered.

"That's all I can ask of you."

[damn-behzinga]

Ben Platt Writing Challenge

For my next few fics they will be Ben Platt inspired :)

(Click on the title for the song, Click on the creator for the fic)

Temporary Love - George Memeulous X Reader

Grow As We Go - James Marriott X Reader

Honest Man -

Hurt Me Once - ImAllexx

Share Your Address - WillNE x Reader

In Case You Don't Live Forever - iNabber x Reader

[lochnessmister]

Hey Kid Read This

https://www.wattpad.com/698407538-little-pink-triangle-alex-x-james-x-chapter-two-x The next chapter’s already up. Fraser’s a dad