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Leah Williamson x reader

Paris, France • 25 September

Leah watched you and giggled like a schoolgirl, sinking into the cloud-like duvet whilst you danced around the small hotel room.

‘Cry to me’ by Solomon Burke played through your girlfriend’s small speaker, a classic that you had known the lyrics to your whole life.

The glass of champagne that was being held in your hand as you danced and sang was spilling on the carpet the more you went on, only adding to Leah’s tipsy giggles.

“Ooh play stand by me!” You jumped on the bed pulling the hand of your girlfriend off the bed and back onto the carpet with you

“Okay just wait” she said turning around back to her phone to search for the song on her playlist. When the song started to play you aggressively pulled her arm back towards you. Causing it to also yank the champagne glass she held in her hand “y/n!” Leah whined, corners of her lips turning up the slightest, “that’s where we are sleeping!”

“Your pillow not mine” you shrugged cheekily as you pulled her close to you “now enjoy the moment” champagne still in hand as you wrapped your arms around her neck, keeping her closer.

Leah Hummed in content against the side of your head, before using her position to her advantage so she could easily pull you in for a kiss.

The kiss was slow, and expressed with a million love thoughts, a smile felt by both of you against your lips when you tried to pull away and Leah wouldn’t let you. “Okay now you have to dance with me” you said once Leah finally let you pull away from her lips. “Take your robe off” you said pulling at it’s strings

“No you cheeky girl” Leah laughed “I’ve got nothing on and you haven’t shut the windows”

“Why not. I’m in little pyjamas and your in that massive robe”

“Does it make me look massive?” Leah said with a childish pout

“Shut up no” you said moving her hands so they were holding yours, slowly guiding her to dance with you. “See not terrible?” You laughed looking straight into her eyes

“No not terrible at all” Leah playfully huffed

With interlocked hands, you and Leah slowly danced, with the incorrect footwork and Leah tripping slightly nearly every step, but you felt so happy in this moment, just as ‘I only have eyes for you’ by the Flamingos started to play on your girlfriend’s phone.

“This will be playing at our wedding” you smiled at Leah

“First dance?”

“No I haven’t thought it that way yet. The first dance song has to be perfect to a tee” you said

“Any song. I’ll still be the happiest wife in the world” Leah whispered lovingly

“No ones holding you back from proposing Lee” you shrugged and raised your eyebrows, Leah rolling her eyes, a manner she kept up every time you brought that up

“Hush” Leah cooed at you as she held your head into the crook of her neck for a moment whilst you continued to dance

“I don’t know if it’s cloudy or bright” you sing with a smirk on your face, implying that you would both start singing the rest of the song now

“I only have eyes…” Leah sang softly, sometimes embarassed to sing, but you found it angelic when she did. She looked deep into your eyes like she would find the meaning of the existence in them, before she dipped you slowly “for you” she sang the last part, as your head tilt back giggling once she pulled you up

“The moon may be high”

“but I can’t see a thing in the sky”

“And I only have eyes” you both sang together, giggling slightly “for you-“ before you cut both of you off in an instance as you kissed Leah passionately in the moment, she dipped you back once again. Melting at the way you pulled away from her lips to laugh from how low she had your back

“I love you forever” She told you

“My girl I love you forever”

“C’mon keep dancing with me” Leah smiled before spinning you around.

Two weeks later, preseason was officially over and you were doing some final training before you and your teammates would get on a plane to America for the preseason tour.

“Thank you darling” Leah said to you, in the dining room as you brought over a plate of breakfast for her along with yours, her’s consisting of scrambled eggs and tomato sauce, and your’s an omelette with avocado and sweet potatoes. Some of the things Leah despised.

“You’re blowing up!” Katie said, bursting in dramatically through the doors from the hall, pointing at you and your girlfriend

“What you on about?” Leah asked, focused on getting her egg on the fork

“The sweet video. Aw it’s cute!” Beth exclaimed from the other side of the room getting her own food

“What video now I’m scared” you said trying to look at Katie’s phone as she brought it down to show you two

A TikTok with a whopping one million likes was playing, and it was of you and Leah in the window of your Parisian hotel room filmed by a random person, captioned ‘found the most ADORABLE couple in Paris and it made my day’. You could only faintly tell it was you. But fans had apparently put two and two together and instantly recognised you

“I-“ you muttered speechless at the video taken

Leah was just thinking with her eyebrows scrunched, what a breach of privacy, someone filming you in your hotel room she thought, but how adorable the video was. it was just the clips together of Leah dipping you every now and then, as well as the two of you spinning each other

“The comments figured out it was yous’” Katie grinned “congrats influencers”

“Oh my gosh” you laughed covering your face with your hands

“It’s a bit disrespectful innit?” Leah said to you

“I see videos like that all the time. It’s so cute” you cooed, pulling her side in annoyingly

“I just hope you two closed the curtains before you got on with the rest of your night” Beth said smirking, before taking a seat at the table with the rest of you guys

You and Leah let out a low chuckle at her comment, before everyone got into their food and you and Leah exchanged a qwide eyed look

A/N : one of the small blurbs that had been sitting here. But I changed a heap so it’s a bit newer. I’ll try to get some more out of my drafts. Ly !

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Love, Simon fluff with Leah x Fem Reader where she comforts Leah after Simon kind of betrays her and they end up kissing and then dating? Sorry, I'm bad at explaining things.

word count: 309.

“You don’t need him, Leah.”

The two of you were sat on your bedroom floor, your arm slung over her shoulders as you hugged her tightly to your side. Tears were still sliding slowly down her cheeks, her eyes red and puffy and her lower lip trembling.

You hated Simon in this moment. You could understand what he had been trying to do, but he had taken several wrong turns and as a result, more than one person was hurting, betrayed by a loved one.

“I know, but I just,” She sniffled, wiping her eyes with the back of her hands.“I guess I’m just unlucky.”

“There are others who care about you.” You squeezed her closer to you, your heart beating a tattoo against your rib cage. “Like me.”

Leah smiled as best as she could and leaned her head against your shoulder, sinking into the half hug. 

“Thank you. I wish someone loved me like I love Simon.”

“I do.” The words were out before you fully understood what you were saying and you pulled back from the half hug, both of you shocked.

“W-what? But you never… You never said.”

You shrugged. “I didn’t want to get in the way of you and Simon. I thought - well, you know what we all thought.”

Leah leaned over and kissed your cheek at the same time as you turned to look at each other, and her lips brushed the corner of your mouth.

You pulled back again, eyes met, and then Leah realised why her heart had been pounding, just like yours, since you had sat on the floor together. She still hurt over Simon, but as your fingers found hers on the carpet and your hands wound together, she found a way to cross the proverbial line that had always kept her at a distance from others.

Love, Simon: @hyoomintypo

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Mistakes and Decisions (Part 2)

Title: Mistakes and Decisions

Chapter: 1 2

Fandom: Simon vs the Homo Sapiens Agenda/Love, Simon

Pairing: Leah Burke x reader, platonic!Simon Spier x reader

Description: After the Halloween party, you look to start anew, but that proves difficult when the person you’re trying to move on from seems to be absolutely everywhere. It gets worse when one of the friends you seek comfort in has his respect, privacy, and well-being violated in the worst way.

Warnings: cursing, public outing, M*rtin *ddison being his evil self, Simon Spier is sad and that makes everyone else sad

A/N: Part 2 is here! School is back in session and I am crying the gayest of tears- hence why the September chapter is being published now. This part has about as much M*rtin hating as the last chapter so yaaay FUCK M*RTIN. This also puts a lot more attention on the reader and their friendship with Simon, and their transition in friend groups. Hope you enjoy!

Taglist: @fandomsneverdie14 @mcoomcoo @tina20213 @berry-kitten-paws @caelestii-e @sims4ccshopingcart

Months after the Halloween party, you had been trying your best to live a blissful, Martin-free life. You’d been spending more and more time with Simon, Leah, and their friends. Bram and Nick often talked to you about lunchtime snacks or soccer- sometimes even asking you if you could come film their practice. Abby would plan girls nights with you and Leah, seemingly determined to have at least one stereotypical, 90s-teen-movie-esque sleepover. Garrett felt a lot safer about hanging out with you, but he would sometimes still apologize for what happened, still feeling like it was kind of his fault. 

Simon was kind and comforting- as always- but something felt off. You’d sometimes notice him slink off into another room, Martin either closely behind or leading the way. You were sorta worried; your first thought on the situation being that either Martin was scheming his way back into your life through Simon, or Simon was dragging Martin away to guarantee he wouldn’t talk to you. Either way you were concerned, but you decided it’d be best not to think much of it, and shook those thoughts out of your head to tune back in to Taylor Metternich’s speech about her Christmas plans.

“-after swimming with dolphins, we fly to Saint Martin for New Years. Anyone else? Christmas in the Caribbean?” 

You rolled your eyes, sharing a look with Simon as you folded yet another play program. Simon chuckled slightly before answering Taylor.

“Staying here. We have a classic Spier tradition of French toast on Christmas eve.”

“I’m staying too.”

“I’m going to an unheated vacation house in the middle of nowhere.” your band friend, Cal Price, groaned, “As is our bleak family tradition.”

Before anyone else could answer Taylor, Martin shot out of his seat, “Ow! Ow! Oh, man. Ow.”

“You okay?” Simon asked, clearly unamused.

“Oh, yeah, that’s a papercut.”

“Overdramatic.”

“Um, Simon, do you know where the bandages are?” he asked, leaning in uncomfortably close.

“Uh, yeah.” Simon muttered, turning back to the program in his hand, “They’re in the supply closet.”

“Okay, do you mind showing me?”

At that question, everyone paused and eyed Martin suspiciously. He’s 17 and he can’t find the damn band-aids himself? Before anyone questioned him though, Simon stood with an exasperated sigh. Martin smirked as he watched Simon lead the way.

“He’s like a nurse, this man.”

Everyone was at least a little confused as they watched Simon and Martin slink off into the distance, but no one said anything for the rest of the day. After that, you noticed Martin hanging out with Abby and her friends a lot more, Simon shooting you an apologetic half-smile as you left to sit with Suraj. You saw minor bits of unaddressed tension happening within that friend group, and you were honestly a little surprised that they made it to the homecoming game together.

“Hey, (Y/N)!” Simon called, ushering you over to sit next to Abby on the bleachers, “How’s it going?”

“I’m good.” you smiled, sitting down, “How are you guys?”

“I’m okay.” Abby smiled, leaning the bag in her hands so the opening was closer to you, “Popcorn?”

“Sure, thanks!”

You popped a fistful of popcorn in your mouth as Leah answered your question, “We’re good. Nick and I just came from dinner.”

You almost choked, “Dinner?”

“Yeah, I took Leah out for dumplings. It was a nice date, we had a good time.” Nick answered, “Right, Leah?”

“Yeah, I had a great time.”

Your heart sank at that. You were happy for them, you were, but some part of you was screaming- some part of you was breaking at the idea of Leah going on a date with someone else. You two weren’t joined at the hip, and it wasn’t like you’d told her you liked girls, but that didn’t change the smile that popped onto your face every time she entered the room, or the years of butterflies she never failed to give you...

...before you could ponder any further on the subject, the field’s sound system crackled to life.

“Please stand for the national anthem.”

As everyone stood, Taylor walked up to the platform they’d put down as a stage, “This goes out to all the refugees... and my vocal coach, Monica Lewis. O say can you see, by the dawn's early light, what so proud...” Before she had even finished the first part of the song, the Creekwood mascot ran up to the platform, wrestling the microphone out of Taylor’s hands, “What the hell are you doing?” 

Grabbing the mic, the bear ripped the costume’s head off to reveal Martin, “Hi everyone. Uh, sorry to interrupt.”

“Why are we interrupting the national anthem?” You heard Mr. Worth ask uncertainly.

“But I have something to say... that's a little more important than the national anthem. No offense, America. Abigail Katherine Susso…”

As he said that, Abby squeezed herself between you and Simon, and you could have sworn you’d heard her whisper, “How does he know my middle name?”

“-when you transferred to Creekwood High School, just a short three and a half months ago, you not only transferred into a new school, you transferred your way into a new heart, belonging to me. My heart. Right here. And whether it was being your partner in pong, or your Waffle House warrior, I have cherished the 135,300 minutes that we've spent together. Oh, I'm sorry. 135,301 minutes. And I know that you're this smart, talented, perfect creature. And, uh, I'm just a sweaty schlub in a bear costume. But like old Bogie used to say, it's a ‘crazy mixed-up world.’ So, Abby, without further ado... will you go out with me?”

With every word he said, Abby sunk further and further into you and Simon, but she reluctantly sat up to go answer him. Some random crowd member shouted “she’s too hot for you, assface” as she squeezed her way to the front of the bleachers.

“Martin, I am so sorry, I don’t feel that way about you.”

“You don’t?”

“No. But I really like hanging out with you and I don’t know, maybe we could still be friends, you know?”

“Yeah.”

In that moment, your phone buzzed. As you pulled it out of your pocket, you saw a notification from a walkie-talkie app that Martin had made you get ages ago. You opened the app to hear Suraj’s voice on the other end.

“What did she say? Should I release them?”

“Them?” You asked quietly, “Suraj, does Martin have birds prepared for this or something?”

“Doves, yeah. I have no clue where he got ‘em tho-”

“Suraj.” You sighed, deciding that now would be when you got your revenge, “Release the doves.”

After a couple of seconds, you heard soft gasps from a few places, and Leah was one of them, “Are those doves?”

“No, no, hey, hey! Suraj! Hey! No, no! She said no!” Martin cried, waving his arms wildly, which Suraj took to mean ‘open the other cage’, “No, don't!”

The crowd started laughing as the second set of doves flew away, and you heard Nick mutter to Simon, “Yo, I thought you said she liked him.”

“She might’ve.” You answered, “But the humiliation he just put her through probably ruined it.”

“Not the ceremonious dove launch I was hoping for. But still uplifting to free some birds. Yeah. Okay, uh... Enjoy the game.” Martin was clearly trying to remain positive, but everyone was more focused on Abby’s feelings.

“That was terrible.” She muttered, sitting back down between you and Simon.

“Are you okay?” You asked, suddenly regretting the dove decision.

“Yeah. It’s nice that Suraj released the doves even when I said no. Expose Martin for going way too big for something like this, ruin his moment, save those poor birds.” She smiled at you, but her eyes showed she was kinda uncomfortable.

“Don’t worry.” Simon assured her, “People will get over it in a few weeks.”

Contrary to what Simon predicted, the whole incident had become a massive meme on CreeksSecrets and although Abby hadn’t had to deal with it since a week after it happened, Martin had been mocked online well into Christmas break. However, that wasn’t the worst possible thing to happen over Christmas break. Less than a week before the actual holiday, you logged onto Tumblr and decided to check the school blog, but your heart dropped straight into your stomach as you read the words that first showed up on the screen:

Dear fellow Creekwood students, Simon Spier has a secret male pen pal. Because he's gay. Interested parties may contact him directly to discuss arrangements for butt sex. Ladies need not apply. We should all probably be talking about this instead of Martin Addison's homecoming debacle which was actually kind of sweet, and romantic, if you think about it. Sincerely, Anonymous.

Immediately, you grabbed your phone and texted Simon. You weren’t sure what approach to take, so you decided to act like nothing was wrong.

I just made cookies, want some? :)

You waited for an answer, but two hours later, he still hadn’t replied. You decided to call him, but it went to voicemail.

“Hey, this is Simon. I can’t make it to the phone right now, but you know what to do.”

“Hey, Simon, it’s me. I just wanted to check in. I know it’s barely been a week since school got out but I miss you, buddy. I have cookies, and I, uh, I know you’re having a tough time right now, so please just call me back. I love you, Simon, and I wanna help. Please let me. Okay, uh, merry Christmas. Call me back. Bye.”

You’d placed your call at 8pm, and refused to go to sleep until he answered you- but he didn’t. He didn’t text or call you back all night, and once you realized he probably never would, you took a long nap before getting to work. You got dressed, grabbed the box of cookies off the counter (yes, you’d told him you baked them but you didn’t actually have time for that right now), threw the cookies and all Simon’s favourite things from your house into a messenger bag, and biked your way to the Spier household. Mrs. Spier opened the door when you knocked.

“(Y/N)! Good to see you! How’s your Christmas break?” she cheered.

“It’s good, Mrs. Spier, thanks.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, but, um, is Simon home?” You asked, not meaning to be rude but worrying more about your friend than the conversation.

“Oh, yeah, he’s just upstairs. Come on in.” She held the door open for you as you entered, “I think something may have happened though, he’s been in his room since yesterday.”

“Oh.” You said, acting as though you knew nothing, “Is it okay if I go up and check on him?” 

“Oh, yes, of course, sweetheart. Go on up, just make sure to knock before you go in, okay?”

“Of course.”

With that, you ran up the stairs and navigated your way to Simon’s room, using the vague memory of the night after Bram’s to guide you. Suddenly, a room opened up, and Simon’s sister stepped out, stopping when she saw you.

“Hey, (Y/N), right? You’re Simon’s friend?” she asked.

“Yeah. You’re Nora, right?”

“That’s me.” She smiled weakly, “Are you here about the post?”

Your stance fell, and a solemn silence fell briefly between the two of you, “I’m just here to make sure he’s okay. What he went through- what he’s going through- is terrible, but he shouldn’t have to go through it alone.”

She nodded, gesturing to a door a little ways away from you two, “That one’s his. And thank you, for doing this for him.”

You offered her a smile, and headed straight for Simon. You knocked on the door and his voice very weakly answered from the other side.

“I’ll be down in a minute, mom.”

“I’m not your mom, Simon, it’s me.”

Almost immediately, the door flew open, and a very red-eyed Simon stood practically looming over you, a look of shock and confusion etched on his face. You could tell he had been crying, so you pulled the cookies out of your bag.

“I brought you some cookies.”

With that, Simon visibly untensed, taking the box from you slowly and stepping a side to silently invite you in. You were both silent for a while, just sitting on his floor, until he cleared his throat.

“So, I take it you saw the post?”

“Yeah, I did.” you nodded slowly, “I wanted to come make sure you’re okay. I can’t imagine what I’d do if someone outed me.”

Your friend’s head whipped toward you so fast you thought he might get whiplash, “Wait- Wait, you’re...” there was a pause, as though he was struggling to get the word out, “...you’re gay too?”

“You bet your ass I am, sweetheart.” you chuckled, “Girls? Perfection.”

Simon laughed too, “So you, you can kinda understand what’s going on?”

Your smile fell with those words, “I can’t imagine, Simon. I can’t imagine the pain or the anger or the humiliation that you must be going through.”

Simon frowned at that, staring down at his carpet in defeat, until you put your hand over his, “But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to be here for you, no matter what. Wherever this bullshit takes you, Si, I’m there- right by your side.”

“Thanks (Y/N).” your friend smiled, “You’re a really good friend.”

Over the rest of the Christmas break, you talked with Simon almost constantly. You regaled him with tales of your father’s decorating mishaps and your new years adventures with Suraj. He showed you the gifts he’d received and he told you that he still hadn’t talked to anyone else from school; in his defence, no one was making an effort to reach out either. By the time school came back into session, you and Simon were closer than ever, but with his other friends- not so much. You even saw him get out of the car alone when he arrived, so you ran up to make sure everything was okay.

“They didn’t want a ride this morning.” was all he said, but you tried to comfort him as best you could. 

The rest of the morning was a painful blur. Sneers and whispers were thrown at Simon from all directions, but you were the only person who made direct eye contact with him all day. His so-called friends avoided him like the plague, and lunch made it much, much worse. Everything was fine, just you and Simon eating at a table by yourselves, until sudden music came blaring into the cafeteria. Two assholes- Aaron and Spencer, if you remember correctly- came skipping into the café, one dressed normally and one dressed in a wig and scarf (clearly mocking Ethan, Creekwood’s first out gay kid). They got up on one of the tables and started dancing and making obscene gestures, mocking Simon directly but dragging Ethan into it as well. Rage bubbled up inside you, but Simon got up first.

“You have something you wanna say to me?” he roared, marching up to their table, “I said do you have something to say to me?” 

Ms. Albright came up behind Simon, grabbing the speaker that was blaring music and turning it off.

“Hey, Ms. Albright.” The one dressed as Ethan smiled, but his smile quickly fell as her glare hardened.

“Don't ‘Hey, Ms. Albright’ me. We're not friends. You're not gonna braid my hair or paint my nails. Get your ass off the table now! You sweaty, hormonal virgins. You know what? You're about to be suspended for so long, that by the time it's over, you're gonna be the fat, bald, unhappily married, wildly mediocre nobodies you're destined to become.” 

“You can't talk to us like that!” 

“Actually, I can, 'cause I just did. And you know why? Because you're just those two assholes that did that shitty thing in front of the whole school. And guess what? Nobody feels sorry for those assholes, especially me. Now, walk. Mr. Worth's office now. Bye.” 

The boys got off the table slowly, and started walking out of the cafeteria. One tried to get the speaker back from Ms. Albright, but she pulled it away sharply.

“Uh-uh. That's mine now. I'mma sell it. Get my tubes tied.”

“Um, Ms. Alrbight?” you stood, and walked over to her, “May I?”

You gestured to the two assholes as they turned to look at you. Assuming you just wanted to yell at them, Ms. Albright nodded, gesturing for you to continue. You nodded in thanks, walked up to the boys.... and sucker-punched both of them. The entire student body gasped, and at least two teachers ran up to keep you from doing any more damage, but you threw your hands up in mock surrender. You turned around, gave Simon a hug, and started walking to Mr. Worth’s office, throwing your middle finger in the air as you walked out. When you arrived at Mr. Worth’s office, he was initially excited to see you.

“Hey! (Y/N)! Good to see you! How’ve you been? What can I do for you?”

“Ms. Albright sent me.” you said simply, sitting down in one of the chairs across from his desk.

His face scrunched up in concern, “Oh? How come? Everything okay?” 

“Aaron and Spencer committed a small hate crime against Simon and Ethan so I decked ‘em.”

Mr. Worth’s eyes widened, “B-by ‘decked em’ you mean...?”

“I punched them so hard they fell over.” You explained simply.

Mr. Worth nodded slowly, clearly still in shock from both what you did and how casual you were being about this. He said that although violence was never the answer, he understood why you did what you did, and he assured you that Aaron and Spencer would get the punishment that they deserved. He explained that because you took violent measures, he’d have to suspend you for at least a couple days, and you explained that that was fine- you knew the consequences when you took action, and you were prepared to deal with them. You and Mr. Worth agreed on a week-long suspension, and he sent you to get your things out of your locker and make arrangements to get homework while he called your parents. You told Suraj everything, having run into him on your way to your locker, and he offered to bring you your homework while you were gone- also mentioning that he’d seen Simon and Ethan entering Mr. Worth’s office earlier. Deciding that you should check on Simon, and that his meeting with Mr. Worth was probably over by now, you ran out to the parking lot to find him. However, when you got out there, the first thing you heard was Martin’s whiny bitching.

“-I got in a lot of shit for Homecoming, and I wanted everyone to focus on something else, you know? I just didn't think it was gonna be a big thing.” 

“I don't care if you didn't think that my coming out was gonna be a big thing, Martin!” You heard Simon yell, “Look, you don't get to decide that. I'm supposed to be the one that decides when and where, and how and who knows and how I get to say it. That's supposed to be my thing! And you took that away from me. So, well, can you please just get the fuck away from me?”

You walked out around a car to see Simon storming into his car, and Martin standing there, looking pathetically helpless. With a sigh, he turned around, but stood there gawking when he saw you watching.

“(Y/n), I-”

“It was you.”

“What?” he asked, acting nonchalant but clearly guilty.

“It was you!” you screeched, barrelling towards him, “You’re the pathetic son of a bitch who outed Simon! You did this to him!”

“(Y/n), I can explain-”

“Save it, Addison! I cannot believe you!” You screamed in his face, “You manipulate me and abuse me and treat me like shit! You get called out on it so you just toss me aside like a wet rag! You act sketchy for months, then you humiliate the shit out of poor Abby! And when you were too much of a pussy to deal with the consequences of your own fucking actions, you put Simon’s life at risk because you couldn’t take the fucking heat?”

“Hey, hey, hey! I never abused you!” he held up his hands defensively, “And I didn’t know people still did that stuff-”

“What part of ‘save it, Addison’ did you not understand, mother fucker?” You spat. When he became silent, you continued, “You wanna talk so fucking badly, answer me this, Martin: How the fuck did you get a hold on Simon’s emails?”

He looked down at his feet, “I, uh, used the computer in the library after Simon. His gmail was still up. I read a few of them- ‘cause they were just right there- and I, um, I screenshotted his emails... so he’d help me get with Abby.”

Your eyes widened in rage at that, “You what?”

“I-”

“No, no, asshole. You screenshotted the emails of an innocent kid and threatened to out him in the bible-belt of America, if he didn’t help you get with a girl who’s barely known you for three months- as thought that was a better plan than just fucking talking to her- and then you forcibly outed him anyway when your little plan didn’t work out because, surprise surprise, she didn’t appreciate that you didn’t see her as anything more than a piece of meat for you to parade around!”

As you screamed, Martin got defensive, “Well, when you put it that way, it sounds bad!”

“NO SHIT IT SOUNDS BAD, MOTHER FUCKER, YOU RUINED A KID’S LIFE JUST BECAUSE YOU’RE PATHETIC BUT YOU STILL CAN’T KEEP IT IN YOUR FUCKING PANTS!” you were booming with rage now, and you wouldn’t have been surprised if the whole school could hear you, “As if ruining my life wasn’t enough, you had to rope Simon and Abby into this shit too, you selfish fucking bastard!”

“Ruined your life?” He repeated, as though he didn't hear anything else you said, “We were friends!”

“No, I was your plaything, Martin. Just something to manipulate, and use, and beat up on until something better caught your eye and you could toss me to the curb! Then you’d just pick me back up and do it all over again once you lost interest. I was never your friend! I never mattered to you! I didn’t mean shit to you!”

Martin blubbered trying to find a justifiable way to defend himself, “Why does it matter how I treated you? I bet you never liked me anyway!”

“For fuck’s sake, you were like family. I loved you, Martin!”

“You, you loved me?”

“Yeah, I did.” You spat, opening your car door, “Worst mistake of my fucking life.”

You climbed into the car, slammed the door, and sped off- almost running him over in the process. Not that you cared; the world could do better with less people like Martin Addison.

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Not So Typical Love Song~Leah Burke x (female)Reader

Requested by: @pleasemakeitgayer

You’re sitting at your lunch table with one of your best friends, Simon, when your other best friend, Leah comes running up to you frantically.

“Woah, Leah! What has got you all riled up?” You question the brunette.

“So a couple of weeks back my parents tried to set me up with my dad’s boss’s son and so I told them that I was dating you to get them off my back and now they want to meet you and holy shit I’m so sorry!” She fires the words at you like her mouth was a machine gun and her words were the bullets. You’d be lying if you said that you didn’t have a crush on Leah. I mean, how could you not. She’s beautiful, smart, and she’s hilarious!

“Ok, calm down. When do they want me to come over?”

“Tonight,” Leah mumbles.

“What?”

“They want you to come over tonight. I totally get it if you don’t-“ You cut her off.

“I’ll be there at seven,” She hugs you tightly and runs off to her next class. Next to you, Simon Spier is laughing his ass off.

“What’s so funny, Spier?”

“It’s just that you’ve had a crush on her since what? Eighth grade? And now you’re gonna be fake dating? It’s like something off of Wattpad!”

“Ok, sure, I have a huge ass crush on her, but she’s also one of my best friends and I’ll do anything for her. Even if it breaks my heart,”

“That’s because you’re an angel, (Y/N),” He says as he plants a kiss on the top of your head.

That night, you arrive at Leah’s house at exactly 7 o’clock. You wipe your sweaty hands on the skirt of you (F/C) dress. So many thoughts were rushing through your head that you didn’t even realize that Leah had opened the door.

“What are you doing, goofball? Come on in!” She welcomes you with a hug. When you walk through the threshold, you see Mr. and Mrs. Burke setting up the dinner table.

“(Y/N)! It’s so nice to finally meet you! We’ve heard so many good things about you!” Mrs. Burke says as she hugs you.

“Very nice to meet you, (Y/N). I’m glad that my daughter has met such a wonderful young lady,” Mr. Burke shakes your hand. Over the course of the dinner, conversation felt more and more natural. There were a couple of moments when Leah was holding your hand, or wrapping her arm around your shoulder, that you almost forgot it was an act. Once dinner ended, you bid everyone adieu and walked out to your car.

You were about to buckle up when Leah came running down her front steps. You halted your actions as she ran up to your car and got in the passenger’s side.

“Leah? What are you doing?” You question confusedly.

“I need to get something off of my chest,” She states.

“Ok, shoot,”

“I chose you to be my fake girlfriend for a reason,” your breath hitched in your throat.

“I’ve been in love with you for so long. And I don’t want this to change anything between us if you don’t reciprocate my feelings, but I’ve held onto this for so long and I need to get it out,” Without a moment’s thought, you practically pounced on Leah and kissed her hard. You stayed like that for a couple of seconds. Just your foreheads resting against each other’s as you giggled.

The next day at school, you both walked to your lunch table, hand in hand. Simon was the first to notice and he started choking on his milk. Abby and Nick started whooping. Martin just sat in the corner moping like the loser he is. God you’re greatful for fake dating.

[s-oulpunk]

Requests/Fics In Process

I currently have two short Spierfeld fics I’m in the middle of writing:

-Simon accidentally texts an unknown number, and after realizing this is the first person he’s come out to, the two build a quick friendship, despite Simon not knowing this mysterious Blue’s real identity. (Basically Simon Vs but Simon and Blue talk over text instead of email - the idea is thanks to @abrahamsgreenfeld )

-Basically just Kid Flash!Bram X Jurassic World!Simon

I’m excited about both of them and can’t wait to post them! If any of you have a preference for which I should post first, please send me a message!

~

On a different note, I’m taking requests for mini fics for the following characters: (It would help if you sent in a line of dialogue or short plot description when you sent in your requests)

-Zoe Murphy X Reader

-Jared Kleinman X Reader

-Simon Spier X Bram Greenfeld

-Abby Suso X Leah Burke

-Hermione Granger X Reader

-Kara Danvers X Reader

-Basically any Jeremy Jordan character X Reader

-Maybe I’ll write Love, Simon X Readers if someone requests them, but I’m still unsure

Thanks!

[parsippanylibrarykids]

By:  Miss Rose, Miss Kerrie, & Miss Kristen 

Acevedo, Elizabeth.  The Poet X. HarperTeen, 2018.  361p. (grades 9-12) This novel in verse tells the struggles of Xiomara, who lives in Harlem with her twin brother and her parents, who are both from the Dominican Republic.  She and her mother have a fraught relationship because she is unable to live up to her mother’s expectations, which include ignoring boys, keeping quiet around authority figures, and being a devout Catholic.  Xiomara finds refuge by writing in her journal and creating poetry, which allows her to find her voice.  When her mother reads her journal and punishes her for it, Xiomara becomes more determined than ever to share her poetry out loud.

Adeyemi, Tomi.  Children of Blood and Bone. Henry Holt  and Company, 2018. 525p. (grades 9-12) Zélie Adebola remembers when Orïsha was full of magic and she will never forget the night that a ruthless king took that magic away and killed all who possessed it, including her mother.  Years later, Zelie has a chance to get magic back for good with the help of a rogue princess.  They just need to outrun the prince and his soldiers who will stop at nothing to put an end to their journey.  The hunt across Orishan land brings about many unexpected discoveries and Zelie must figure out how to control her new powers but also the feelings that she is developing for the young prince.  

Albert, Melissa. The Hazel Wood.  Flatiron Books, 2018.  359p. (grades 8-12) Alice and her mother Ella have been on the run for years, but trouble seems to find them wherever they go and they have to keep moving.  Alice’s grandmother was the author of a book of dark fairytales with a devoted following, although Alice herself has never seen a copy of the book, which is out of print and notoriously hard to find.  After her grandmother dies, Ella is abducted by a mysterious man that Alice has seen before.  Alice and her classmate Ellery, a devotee of of Tales From the Hinterland, go searching for her mother at her late grandmother’s estate, The Hazel Wood and learn that the creepy stories her grandmother wrote were all too real.

Albertalli, Becky. Leah on the Offbeat.  Balzer + Bray, 2018.  343p. (grades 9-12) In this sequel to Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda, the focus is on Leah and her struggles with her band, the changing dynamics within her friend group, and her feelings for her friend Abby, which are moving from platonic to romantic.   Now that she is a senior and everything starts to change as her friends plan to head in different directions after graduation, she does not always handle challenges smoothly.  She finally finds a way to let Abby know how she feels on prom night.

Black, Holly.  The Cruel Prince. Little, Brown and Company, 2018. 370p. (grades 9-12) Living in a world that is not her own, 17 year old Jude finds herself at the center of conspiracy, betrayal and murder in the High Court of Fae.  It has been 10 years since she witnessed the brutal murder of her parents, 10 years since she and her sisters were taken away from their home and brought to live in the faerie world.  Faeries despise humans and young Prince Cardan has a special hatred for Jude.  Desperate to fit in and prove her worthiness, she is drawn into palace politics.  She quickly realizes that she must make difficult choices in order to keep those that she loves safe.  Book two, The Wicked King, was just released.

Bliss, Bryan. We’ll Fly Away. Greenwillow Books, 2018. 416p. (grades 9-12) Luke and Toby have been friends forever with big plans to leave their small town after graduation.  As has always been the case, Luke will be taking Toby under his wing as he sets off to college with a full wrestling scholarship.  Their senior year brings about circumstances that threaten to ruin all their plans.  Toby is being pulled into his father’s criminal world while Luke is trying to protect his younger twin brothers from the realities of their new life with an unreliable mother and her new boyfriend.  The story is told through letters from death row and a third-person narrative.

Chokshi, Roshani.  Aru Shah and the End of Time.  Disney Hyperion, 2018. 355p.  (grades 4-7)

Aru lives in the Museum of Ancient Indian Art and Culture, where her mother is the curator.  She has told her classmates that she is spending her fall break in Paris, but she is really just hanging out at the museum.  When these classmates stop by to catch Aru in her lie and she feels the need to save face, she lights the Lamp of Bhatara in order to impress them and ends up freeing an ancient demon and freezing time.  In order to get everything back to the way it should be, Aru embarks on a series of adventures in order to find the reincarnations of the Pandava brothers.  Readers will learn about Hindu mythology in this first book in a series that is sure to be popular with fans of Rick Riordan.

Clayton, Dhonielle.  The Belles.  Freeform, 2018. 448p. (grades 8-12) Carmellia Beauregard is a Belle.  In the world of Orleans, people are born gray, cursed by the God of the Sky to forever be ugly.  But the Goddess of Beauty created the Belles who are able to transform anyone to be beautiful as they see fit with their arcana, and they are naturally beautiful themselves.  When Carmellia is chosen as the favorite, the Belle that tends to the royal family, the queen asks her to save the firstborn princess who has been sleeping for years.  Carmellia must unravel the truth of the Belles while she decides if she can use her powers to save the kingdom.

DasGupta, Sayantani. The Serpent’s Secret. Scholastic Press, 2018. 338p. (grades 5-8) Kiranmala never understood why her parents insisted she was a real Indian princess.  She was just a normal girl living in Parsippany, New Jersey.  That is, until her parents disappear, and a rakkhosh demon tries to eat her alive. With the help of two princes, she sets off to another dimension to save her parents, and the world.

DiCamillo, Kate.  Louisiana’s Way Home.  Candlewick Press, 2018.  227p.   (grades 5-7) In this sequel to Raymie Nightingale, Louisiana is woken up in the middle of the night by her Granny Elefante, who has had a vision that they must leave their Florida home in order to right a family curse.  They stop in a small town in Georgia so her grandmother can have emergency dental work, and then make their way to a motel so Granny can recuperate.  When her grandmother abandons her, leaving behind a note explaining that she isn’t really Louisiana’s grandmother and she doesn’t even know who Louisiana’s parents are, Louisiana has to rely on her new friend Burke and his family while she tries to figure out her next steps.

Doll, Jen.  Unclaimed Baggage.  Farrar Straus Giroux, 2018.  379p.  (grades 9-12) Doris is a longtime employee of Unclaimed Baggage, a store that sells items left behind in airports.  Nell is new to town and looking for friends and work and Grant is a once-popular football player who has made some serious mistakes and needs a job.  Told from each teen’s viewpoint, this is the story of how the three unlikely friends bond over their summer job.

Hiranandani, Veera.  The Night Diary. Dial Books for Young Readers, 2018.  264p. (grades 6-8) In the summer of 1947, Nisha’s world is torn apart when part of India is partitioned into a new country called Pakistan, and she and her family must flee the only home she has ever known because her father is a Hindu and Pakistan is intended for Muslims.  The family travels on foot as violence erupts all around them in the turmoil of the changing countries.  Nisha records this harrowing journey in a diary where every entry is meant for her mother, who died when Nisha was born.

Holm, Jennifer L.  The Third Mushroom. Random House, 2018.  217p. (grades 5-7) In this sequel to The Fourteenth Goldfish, Ellie’s grandfather returns, still in the form of a teenager thanks to his unusual scientific discoveries.  He needs help with some research on an unusual animal he has come across.  Ellie and her friend Raj, who is starting to feel like more than a friend, are ready and eager to help.  Ultimately, they solve their scientific mystery, Ellie realizes that she is not ready to date, and her grandfather finally reverts back to being an adult in an adult’s body.

Ireland, Justina. Dread Nation.  Balzer + Bray, 2018.  451p. (grades 9-12) Two days after Jane was born in Kentucky, the dead started rising on the battlefields of Gettysburg.  Now as a young woman, she is being trained to fight the shamblers, as is required of all African American and Native American teenagers.  She is one of the best students in her Baltimore County school and after she saves the mayor from a zombie attack at a public event, she and a classmate are sent on a special assignment to a Kansas town called Summerland, where the sheriff and his father, the town preacher, run things and are not too keen on listening to Jane’s ideas on how zombies can be eradicated.

Johnson, Maureen.  Truly Devious.  Harper Collins, 2018. 416p. (grades 9-12) Ellingham Academy is an elite private school in Vermont founded by business tycoon Albert Ellingham in 1936.  Not long after opening, Ellingham’s wife and daughter are kidnapped.  The only clue left behind is a riddle signed by “truly devious”.  Fast forward to the present, the academy still thrives with talented unique students.  One student in particular, Stevie Bell, is a true-crime fanatic.  She is determined to solve the mystery of the Ellingham kidnappings.  But when “truly devious” makes an unexpected return, Stevie and her housemates are faced their own mystery to solve.         

Khorram, Adib.  Darius the Great Is Not Okay.  Dial Books, 2018.  314p.  (grades 9-12) High school sophomore Darius is a tea enthusiast who enjoys science fiction and fantasy and doesn’t quite fit in at school, where he struggles with being bullied.  He also has a hard time fitting in with his family and takes medication to help with depression, a condition that his father also has.  When Darius’ grandfather in Iran becomes gravely ill, he and his family travel there for the first time in his life.  He finally finds a place where he fits in, makes a real friend, and has the opportunity to learn more about why he has a hard time connecting with his father.

Lee, Mackenzi.  The Lady’s Guide to Petticoats and Piracy.  Katherine Tegen Books, 2018. 464p.  (grades 9-12) In this standalone sequel to The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue, Felicity Montague is determined to become a surgeon, even though none of the medical schools she has approached will take her seriously because she is a woman and in the 18th century, there were no female medical students.  When she is  given the opportunity to meet her idol, Doctor Alexander Platt, she jumps at the chance and finds herself reconnected with a former childhood friend, Johanna, who just so happens to be engaged to the doctor.  When Platt proves to be a terrifying foe and not the ally she had hoped for, Felicity, her pirate acquaintance Sim, and Johanna embark on a whirlwind adventure as they try to recover Johanna’s late mother’s research on sea dragons, which has fallen into the wrong hands.

Menon, Sandhya. From Twinkle, with Love. Simon Pulse, 2018. 336p. (grades 7-12) Told through letters that Twinkle writes to her female filmmaker idols, Twinkle, an aspiring filmmaker, jumps at the chance to direct a movie for the upcoming Summer Festival when the brother of her crush, Sahil Roy asks her.  She figures it’ll get her closer to Neil, and she’ll be able to showcase her skills as a director.  Soon enough, Twinkle starts to receive emails from a mysterious “N” who she thinks is Neil Roy.  The only problem?  She’s starting to realize she might have fallen for the geeky Sahil instead.

Nwaubani, Adaobi Tricia & Mazza, Viviana.  Buried Beneath the Baobab Tree. Harper Collins, 2018. 336p. (grades 9-12) This novel tells the story of an unnamed Nigerian girl who is kidnapped by the Boko Haram terrorist group. Based on survivor interviews of the 2014 Boko Haram kidnapping of 276 Chibok girls, Nwaubani creates a heartbreaking and powerful story.  The narrator shares tales of happiness, joy and ambition as she recalls life before the kidnapping.  She had dreams of going to university, becoming a teacher and one day having a family of her own.  That all changed when the terrorists come to her village to destroy everything that she has always known.  Men are killed, boys are taken to become soldiers, women and girls are taken to become wives and slaves.  It is story about surviving the unimaginable.  Afterword by journalist Viviana Mazza.

Ormsbee, K.E. The House in Poplar Wood. Chronicles Books, 2018. 344p. (grades 4-7) Per the Agreement, Lee Vickery would help his mother serve Memory and Felix Vickery would help his father serve Death.  Both boys hate that the Shades don’t allow them to be a proper family, forever separated into a different side of the house, but when Gretchen Whipple bulldozes into their life, they realize they might have a way to defeat Death and break the Agreement once and for all.

Pearson, Mary E.  Dance of Thieves. Henry Holt and Co., 2018. 512p. (grades 9-12) Set in the world of the Remnant Chronicles, Kazi is a reformed thief that is journeying with two other women of the Queen’s Guard to find out why Ballenger family is ravaging a Vendan settlement.  There she meets Jase Ballenger, the new head of the family who believes they have a right to the land as the first family.  Kazi and Jace both race to uncover the secrets surrounding the continent, losing their hearts while she plots to make him pay for his past.

Poston, Ashley. Heart of Iron. Balzer + Bray, 2018. 480p. (grades 7-9) In this retelling of Anastasia set in space, Ana was found adrift in space with only a sentient android D09 by a space captain and her crew.  Now at seventeen, Ana is trying to find a way to save D09,  one of the last illegal Metals who has started to glitch.  On the way to find answers, she meets a Ironblood named Robb, one of the ruling class, who is seeking the same lost spaceship she is.  With an uneasy alliance, they unearth dangerous secrets that change both of their lives.

Ritchie, Krista & Becca. The Raging Ones. Wednesday Books, 2018. 400p.  (grades 10-12) Everyone knows the day they’re going to die, no one can avoid it, and they don’t try.  But then Franny wakes up the day after her deathdate and she’s…alive and connected to two other boys who escaped their deathdates, as well.  Told through the alternating perspectives: Court, a boy who grew up “Influential” and then escaped from jail; Mykal, a warrior that lived alone for years in the arctic cold; and Franny, a girl who lived fast and was meant to die young.  Together they plot to be accepted into the Star Dust project, a way to escape the planet and go on a secret mission into the stars.

Saeed, Aisha.  Amal Unbound.  Nancy Paulsen Books, 2018. 226p.  (grades 6-8) Aisha is the oldest daughter in her Pakistani family and because of this, a lot is expected of her.  When her mother has another baby girl and falls into a depression because she has yet to have a son, household duties fall to Aisha, who desperately wants to return to school and continue her education.  When Aisha inadvertently insults the wealthy man whose family controls their village, she is sent to work in his house as a servant.  She is told that it is only going to be temporary, but soons figures out that she has been sent there for the long haul and needs to cope with her new situation.

Shusterman, Neal.  Dry. Simon & Schuster Books for Young Readers, 2018. 390p. (grades 7+)  

California residents are already living under water restrictions but they is not prepared when the water is runs out.  Suburban communities turn into war zones and neighbors turn against each other as desperation grows.  Alyssa and her younger brother, Garrett, need to find a way to get out before it is too late.  They embark on a journey with a band of unlikely companions as they navigate through chaos and danger in an attempt to survive.  

Silvera, Adam.  What If It’s Us?  HarperTeen, 2018.  437p. (grades 9-12) A chance encounter at the post office sets the stage for an unexpected romance.  Arthur, a boy visiting New York for the summer, is full of optimism and a love for all things Broadway.  Ben, a New York resident, has a much more skeptical outlook on life.  After walking away from each other, the question haunts them both...what if?  Arthur sets out on a crusade to find the boy at the post office.  With the help of friends, social media and, maybe, a little bit of luck, the two are reunited for a summer neither will ever forget.  

Summers, Courtney.  Sadie.  Wednesday Books, 2018. 311p.  (grades 10-12) After her younger sister Mattie is murdered, nineteen year old Sadie leaves her small town without telling anyone where she is going and her disappearance becomes as much a mystery as who killed Mattie.  The sisters become the focus of a popular podcast called The Girls.  Alternating between Sadie’s perspective as she investigates and transcripts of the podcast, the reader learns who killed Mattie and why, but there are unanswered questions regarding Sadie’s whereabouts.

White, Kiersten. The Dark Descent of Elizabeth Frankenstein. Delacorte Press, 2018. 304p. (grades 8-12) In this retelling of Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, Elizabeth Lavenza was rescued from squalor and abuse to be the friend of Victor Frankenstein, a boy with a brilliant mind and a cold heart.  To ensure her survival, Elizabeth must entertain Victor’s every whim with a smile, no matter how depraved.  In her quest to find her place in the world at Victor’s side, Elizabeth covers up his grisly experiments..  But when she comes face to face with the true monster, she has to figure out just how far she’ll go to stay alive.

Woodfolk, Ashley.  The Beauty That Remains. Delacorte Press, 2018.  327p. (grades 9-12) Autumn’s best friend Octavia was killed in a car accident, Logan’s secret boyfriend Bram is dead from an apparent suicide, and Shay’s sister Sasha lost her life to leukemia, which she had been battling for years.  The one thing all three grieving teens have in common is a connection to a now-defunct indie band called Unraveling Lovely, which brings them together and helps them heal.

Gudsnuk, Kristen. Making Friends. Graphix, 2018. 272p. (grades 4-7) Now that’s she’s in seventh grade, Dany is dealing with the fact that all of her old friends are in a different class, and she’s not handling being alone well.  When she finds a magical sketchbook that makes anything she draws come to life, she decides to draw a new best friend, Madison.  But keeping a friend isn’t easy, especially when they’re coming to terms with not having a family, and  then there’s the severed head of Prince Neptune, the first thing Dany drew, the villian from her favorite anime. He has his own ideas of how to become popular, and Dany and her friends, old and new, have to come together to defeat him.

Sell, Chad. The Cardboard Kingdom. Knopf Books for Young Readers, 2018. 288p. (grades 4-7) In The Cardboard Kingdom, sixteen neighborhood kids create alter egos out of ordinary boxes.  With them they play together in their mythical world using their imagination. But they also battle problems in their everyday lives such as The Banshee who is dealing with being a loud, outspoken girl whose grandmother thinks girls should be quiet and nice or Professor Everything who just wants to make friends.

Wang, Jen. The Prince and the Dressmaker. First Second, 2018. 360p. (grades 7-12) With the help of his best friend and dressmaker, Frances, Sebastian sheds his princely attire every night and becomes Lady Crystallia, a fashion icon.  But Frances dreams of becoming a great designer, and she can’t do that if she’s designing for Lady Crystallia and hiding Prince Sebastian’s secret.  Afraid to tell the truth to his parents, Sebastian puts away his dresses, intent on hiding who he truly is to the world.  Meanwhile, Frances is creating a dress collection that isn’t true to her heart  But with their friend’s help, they both show the city who they really are.

Bagieu, Penelope.  Brazen: Rebel Ladies Who Rocked the World.  First Second, 2018. 291p. (grades 7-12) This graphic-format book provides biographical information on a variety of spirited women throughout history, ranging from well known pioneers such as Nellie Bly and Mae Jemison to lesser knowns such as actress Margaret Hamilton and Empress Wu Zeitan.

Conkling, Winifred.  Votes for Women! American Suffragists and the Battle for the Ballot.  Algonquin, 2018.  312p.  (grades 7-12) This book provides a comprehensive history of the nineteenth amendment and the struggles leading up to getting women the right to vote.

Krosoczka, Jarrett.  Hey, Kiddo.  Graphix, 2018.  294p.  (grades 9-12)

In this graphic-format memoir, Jarrett Krosoczka describes how he was raised by his grandparents because his mother was a drug addict who was in and out of rehab and subsequently in and out of his life his life. His father chose to remain out of the picture and Krosoczka didn’t even learn the man’s name until he was a teenager.  By the time he graduates from high school, he realizes that his grandparents are his true parents, even if they are considerably older than his peers’ mothers and fathers  and he has gotten in touch with his biological father and starting forming a relationship with his half-siblings.

Partridge, Elizabeth.  Boots on the Ground: America’s War in Vietnam.  Penguin Young Readers, 2018.  213p. (grades 7-12) This in-depth look at the Vietnam War includes interviews with Vietnam veterans, a military nurse, and a Vietnamese refugee, along with a number of photographs, to help explain what caused the war, why America intervened, and what its social and political ramifications were.

Prout, Chessy & Abelson, Jenn. I Have the Right To:  A High School Survivor's Story of Sexual Assault, Justice, and Hope.  Margaret  K. McElderry Books, 2018. 416p. (grades 9-12) Chessy Prout was a freshman when she was raped at the prestigious St. Paul private high school in New Hampshire.  It turns out that she is not the only one who has been a victim of sexual assault on campus.  However, she refuses to back down.  In her fight for justice, she uncovers decades of abuse and cover-ups in the St. Paul community.  Her memoir is a portrayal of an amazing and courageous teenage girl who took on the old boys’ club status quo mentality before the #metoo movement was born.  

[roman-writess]

Love, Simon:

Simon Spier x male!reader

Abby Suso x reader

Leah Burke x reader

Nick Eisner x reader

Bram Greenfeld x male!reader

Garrett Laughlin x reader

Simon Spier x Bram Greenfeld

Abby Suso x Leah Burke

Riverdale:

Archie Andrews x reader

Jughead Jones x reader

Veronica Lodge x reader

Betty Cooper x reader

Kevin Keller x male!reader

Cheryl Blossom x female!reader

Josie McCoy x reader

Toni Topaz x reader

Sweet Pea x reader

Fangs Fogarty x reader

Reggie Mantle x reader

Moose Mason x reader

Fred Andrews x reader

FP Jones x reader

Hermione Lodge x reader

Hiram Lodge x reader

Alice Cooper x reader

Tom Keller x reader

Archie Andrews x Jughead Jones

Veronica Lodge x Betty Cooper

Kevin Keller x Moose Mason

Archie Andrews x Reggie Mantle

Cheryl Blossom x Toni Topaz

Sweet pea x Fangs Fogarty

Fred Andrews x FP Jones

FP Jones x Alice Cooper

Mission: Impossible:

Ethan Hunt x reader

August Walker x reader

Benji Dunn x reader

William Brandt x reader

Ethan Hunt x August Walker

Ethan Hunt x Benji Dunn

Panic! At The Disco:

Brendon Urie x reader

She Ra and the Princesses of Power:

Adora x reader

Glimmer x reader

Catra x reader

Bow x reader

Scorpia x reader

Entrapta x reader

Perfuma x reader

Sea Hawk x reader

Mermista x reader

Adora x Catra

Adora x Glimmer

Catra x Scorpia

Chilling Adventures of Sabrina:

Sabrina Spellman x reader

Harvey Kinkle x reader

Ambrose Spellman x reader

Rosalind Walker x reader

Theo Putnam x reader

Nicholas Scratch x reader

Marvel (Continued):

Carol Danvers x reader

Maria Rambeau x reader

Monica Rambeau x reader

Carol Danvers x Maria Rambeau

DCEU (Continued):

Billy Batson x reader

Freddie Freeman x reader

Billy Batson x Freddie Freeman

The Society:

Sam x Grizz

Fandoms and pairings that I write for:

I will write for any gender reader unless otherwise specified and will do specific genders upon request. I do write smut but never non-con, dub-con or rape. I will try to tag as many triggers as I can but if you want a specific trigger tagged I will happily do so for you.

Marvel:

Steve Rogers x reader

Bucky Barnes x reader

Tony Stark x reader

Peter Parker x reader

Thor Odinson x reader

Loki Laufeyson x reader

Natasha Romanoff x reader

Stephen Strange x reader

Wanda Maximoff x reader

Bruce Banner x reader

Peter Quill x reader

T’Challa Udaku x reader

Shuri Udaku x reader

Nebula x reader

Gamora x reader

Mantis x reader

Sam Wilson x reader

James Rhodes x reader

Michelle Jones x reader

Ned Leeds x reader

Maria Hill x reader

Clint Barton x Reader

Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

Tony Stark x Stephen Strange

Peter Parker x Michelle Jones

Peter Parker x Ned Leeds

Thor Odinson x Bruce Banner

Clint Barton x Natasha Romanoff

Peter Quill x Gamora

Nebula x Mantis

Agent Carter:

Peggy Carter x reader

Daniel Sousa x reader

Jack Thompson x reader

Peggy Carter x Daniel Sousa

Jack Thompson x Daniel Sousa

Venom (movieverse):

Eddie Brock x reader

Eddie Brock x Venom symbiote

DCEU:

Bruce Wayne (Ben Affleck) x reader

Clark Kent x reader

Diana Prince x reader

Steve Trevor x reader

Barry Allen (Ezra Miller) x reader

Arthur Curry x reader

Mera x reader

Clark Kent x Bruce Wayne

Steve Trevor x Diana Prince

The Flash:

Barry Allen (Grant Gustin) x reader

Iris West x reader

Cisco Ramon x reader

Caitlin Snow x Reader

Wally West x reader

Leonard Snart x reader

Jesse Chambers x reader

Supergirl:

Kara Danvers x reader

Winn Schott x reader

Alex Danvers x female!reader

Maggie Sawyer x female!reader

Lena Luthor x reader

Kara Danvers x Winn Schott

Kara Danvers x Lena Luthor

Alex Danvers x Maggie Sawyer

Gotham:

Bruce Wayne (David Mazouz) x reader

Selina Kyle x reader

Jim Gordon x readerHarvey Bullock x reader

Oswald Cobblepot x reader

Edward Nygma x reader

Barbra Kean x reader

Tabitha Galavan x reader

Lee Thompkins x reader

Lucius Fox x reader

Fish Moony x reader

Ivy Pepper x reader

Victor Zsasz x reader

Bruce Wayne x Selina Kyle

Jim Gordon x Harvey Bullock

Oswald Cobblepot x Edward Nygma

Barbra Kean x Tabitha Galavan

Dan and Phil:

Dan Howell x reader

Phil Lester x reader

Dan Howell x Phil Lester

Thomas Sanders/Sanders Sides:

Thomas Sanders x male!reader

Roman Sanders x Virgil Sanders

Logan Sanders x Patton Sanders

Shane Dawson & His Squad:

Shane Dawson x reader

Ryland Adams x male!reader

Morgan Adams x reader

Andrew Siwicki x reader

Garrett Watts x male!reader

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Mistakes and Decisions (Part 1)

Title: Mistakes and Decisions

Chapter: 1

Fandom: Simon vs. The Homo Sapiens Agenda/ Love, Simon

Pairing: Leah Burke x fem!reader

Description: After a series of realizations, you break out of certain sticky situations in search of a new start… and definitely some new friends

Warnings: toxic friendships, cursing, Martin Addison (evil fucker is a warning on his own. Fuck you Martin Addison, go die Martin Addison), heartbreak, further evidence that Simon Spier deserves to be loved

A/N: As promised, my Love, Simon fic series. This is how we’re wrapping up 20gayteen folks. This is pretty much as much anti-M*rtin *ddison propaganda as it is a Leah fanfic (I’m angry and self-projecting, sorry). Also, this has some Suraj appreciation stuff because we know next to nothing about him but he seems like a chill dude who unfortunately got stuck being friends with M*rtin of all people. Anyway, I’m thinking of breaking this into five parts (one for each of the remaining months of the year), let me know what you think

You knew being friends with Martin Addison was a mistake.

Of course, it wasn’t all terrible; being friends with him almost guaranteed you a role in the school play, and you were introduced to Suraj, who was kind, funny, and actually a pretty good friend.

However, despite being friends since elementary school, the bad vastly outweighed the good. After years upon years of “friendship”, judgement became clouded, shadowing the fact that he was often manipulative and somewhat controlling, and just a douchebag in general. This unfortunately meant that it took you forever to realize these truths. When you did find out, it was because of the little things: his “brutally honest critiques” that became much more frequent, little comments and suggestions that seemed more about keeping you a certain way than being honest or helpful, the way he blatantly cast you aside with a hint of a holier-than-thou attitude whenever Abby Suso was around, and the sketchy way he acted around Simon Spier that made you all kinds of uncomfortable. However, there were some not-so-little things that helped you realize the truth too.

For example, Bram’s Halloween party...

You had lunch to yourself that day, since Suraj was working with Ms. Albright on instrumentals for the play, and While looking for a place to sit, you saw Simon, Abby, Bram Greenfeld, Leah Burke, Nick Eisner and Garrett Laughlin sitting at a table talking. They were all clearly very engaged in the conversation, and you were contemplating joining them, when you saw Garrett stand up.

“All right, hey, guys, Halloween party Friday night!” he hollered at passers-by, “Friday night, Halloween party, okay? Bram’s house!”

You giggled as you watched him point out a random freshman who you were pretty sure had never met Garrett before in his life, “Hey, little guy!”

“Me?”

“Halloween party. Friday night. Bram’s house. Be there.”

You laughed some more at the look on the freshman’s face, prompting Garrett to turn around when he heard you, “(Y/n)! Party at Bram’s house, Friday night, you in?”

“Sure, I’m in.” You chuckled, “If I can come sit with you guys.”

An instant chorus of “of course” and “hell yeah, come sit down” flooded your ears as Garrett led you to a seat across from Leah and Simon. The rest of lunch was fun, filled with joking and laughter, and plans for the coming party.

A couple days later, you got a call after school. You answered reluctantly, seeing as hardly anyone called you, but you weren’t sure why you were surprised when the first thing you heard was a butchered German accent on the other end of the line.

“Why hello there, Fraulien.”

You sighed immediately, pinching the bridge of your nose, “Hi, Martin.”

“What’s with the sigh?”

“Well, for starters, your German accent needs serious work.”

You heard Martin scoff, and then the faint sound of shuffling, like he was digging around for something, “My German accent is fantastic, grumpy pants, and that’s not why I’m calling.”

“Then why are you calling, exactly?”

“I have been invited to a party this Friday-”

“Bram’s Halloween party?”

There was a pause, and a noticeable change in Martin’s voice at his next sentence, “You already know about the party?”

“Yeah.” You said slowly, “Garrett invited me right after Bram told him about it. I was thinking about asking Suraj if he can drive me.”

There was another pause, and for a moment you thought the line had gone dead, “Martin? You still there?”

“I have to go. I’ll see you later.”

His voice was strained as he ended the call, as though he was talking through gritted teeth. You were confused but ignored it, choosing instead to focus on picking a costume.

When the day arrived, Suraj picked you up at 8:30, decked out in a clearly home-made Waldo outfit. 

“Nice costume.” He commented, gesturing to the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent outfit you’d thrown together.

“Thanks! And thanks again for driving me.”

“Of course. What are besties for?” Smiling, Suraj pulled out of your driveway and headed for Bram’s house.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to pay you? Not even for gas money?”

“(Y/N), the only reason I’d ever let you pay me is if you’re going to pay me in memes.”

You shook your head at that, laughing, “Of course. How ridiculous of me.” 

You spoke the last part in a German accent when you turned to see an unholy amount of props for the play in the back seat.

“Yeah, please don’t tell Ms. Albright I left those back there.” Your friend laughed, “Your accent is great though! Way better than Martin’s if I’m being honest.”

“Yeah, his needs work. What he doesn’t need is to know that I got that good from watching and re-watching the X-Men animated series over and over and over again until my accent was on par with Nightcrawler’s.”

“Nice!”

The two of you continued to laugh and joke until you made it to Bram’s street, parking a few houses away since you were certain there’d be no space any closer to the house. When you walked in, Garrett was wrapping up a karaoke performance of Megan Trainor’s No- jumping around to the beat in his Michael Phelps costume- and Simon was waving you into the kitchen with him. You bid farewell to Suraj and ran over to compliment Simon on his John Lennon outfit.

“Thank you, agent.” he smiled, “Bram was just about to pour us some drinks, do you want anything?”

“Not right now, thanks, I’m okay.” you turned to Bram, “Nice costume though! Tourist?”

“Um, excuse you, I’m post-presidency Barak Obama.” Bram corrected you, chuckling,

“Oh, I’m so sorry, Obama. I mean nothing but respect for my president.”

The boys laughed as you turned to Nick, “You didn’t dress up?”

Nick shook his head, turning around to show you the nametag taped across his shoulder blades, “I’m Cristiano Ronaldo, man.”

You cringed slightly, “Loving the effort you put in, Nick.”

“Shut up.” He grumbled, chuckling as Bram nudged him and handed the boys their drinks.

A large portion of the party went by in a blur. You spent some time chatting with the boys in the kitchen, then went to the backyard to find Leah and Abby (dressed as Yoko Ono and Wonder Woman, respectively) and dance with them for a while. Abby mostly just swayed, hiding from Martin who came up behind her, but Leah joked around with you as best she could.

“I can’t dance for the life of me, I’m warning you now.” She laughed.

“Come on.” You giggled, “I’m sure you’re fantastic.”

You gently took her hand, twirling her around and relishing in the small smile that etched across her face. You’d always liked Leah; she was kind and polite and undoubtedly pretty. She looked even prettier twirling, hand in hand with you, in the neon lights of the party and the glow of the illuminated swimming pool behind her-

Your moment was cut short as Abby was dragged away to play Beirut, and your stomach growling sent you inside for snacks. As you turned into the kitchen, you found Garrett there, poking his head into the fridge.

“Hey Garrett!” you greeted him cheerfully, but the second he heard your voice, he bolted.

“Garrett?” you called after him, confused as to why he was blatantly ignoring you, “Garrett! Stop!”

You grabbed his wrist, forcing him to turn and look at you, “What is going on? Why did you just run from me?”

He took a shaky breath, looking very reluctant to tell you anything, “Look, I’m sorry, (Y/N), I didn’t want to, but I had to.”

“You had to?”

“Look, Martin- he told me off. Yelled at me about inviting you here and gave some speech about how you’re off-limits to, like, everyone. I’m pretty sure he threatened me, and that’s not a big deal because there’s no way in hell I’m afraid of Martin, but I listened because I didn’t want anything to happen to you. You’re really nice and you’re super chill and we all love hanging out with you; I’d hate myself if something happened because of me-”

You saw Nick standing a little ways behind Garrett, looking between the two of you and nodding, as though confirming that Martin had told him the same thing.

“Wait, wait, wait.” You cut off Garrett’s rambling, practically seething with rage, “Martin did what?”

Garrett gulped, but before he could say anything, the devil himself turned the corner.

“Hey guys!” Martin greeted casually, throwing his arm across your shoulders and shooting daggers at Garrett in a not-so-subtle manner, “Garrett, what are you doin’, buddy?”

“Martin.” You began calmly, gripping his arm and quite literally throwing it back at him in anger and disgust, “Did you threaten Garrett to keep him away from me?”

The boy glared between you and Michael Phelps repeatedly, before feigning innocence with a scoff, “What? No, that’s ridiculous. Why would I do that?”

“Oh.” you turned to face him, “So you didn’t tell him off for inviting me to this party? And you didn’t tell everyone that I’m off limits?”

You saw his face change, but he slipped back into an innocent smile quickly, “No, no, of course not.”

Garrett looked between you and Martin with an expression that mixed both fear and curiosity, as you shook your head angrily.

“You lying son of a bitch!” You lunged at Martin, straining as Nick and Garrett held you back. Your anger grew as Martin’s face turned guilty and he ran for his life. You broke free from the boys’ grasp and chased after him, more than ready to give him a piece of your mind, when you saw him run into Simon. The poor kid looked annoyed too, but it got worse when Martin threw up all over him.

“Really?” You heard him cry, gesturing angrily to his shirt, “Really?”

Martin ran off again, and you went to follow him when a gentle hand held you back by your shoulder. You looked up to see Suraj gazing down at you, an almost regretful expression on his face, “Leave it. I’ll take him home.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.” He nodded, “You just take care of yourself, okay?”

“Thank you, Suraj.” You hugged him one last time before he slipped out into the crowd. As he left, you turned your attention as far away from Martin as you could.

“Simon!” you called, racing up to him, “I’m so sorry, are you okay?”

He went to answer you, but froze momentarily, “Why are you sorry?”

“What?”

“Why are you sorry? (Y/N), you did nothing wrong.”

“Yeah, but Martin just threw up all over you and-”

“So?” Simon asked, a small look of concern evident in his eyes, “That was Martin, not you. (Y/N)…. how long have you been apologizing for Martin? I don’t think I’ve noticed before, but every time Martin screws up, you’re always right behind him with an apology. (Y/N), I’m sure you mean well, but how long can you keep doing that before it messes you up inside? How long before you realize that no matter how badly it messes you up, Martin probably isn’t going to apologize for that?”

You sighed, realizing that he had a very good point, but you still didn’t say anything. Simon opened his mouth to say something else, but a small voice behind you cut him off.

“(Y/N)?”

You turned to see Leah behind you, holding her hat in her hands. She fidgeted with the brim a little before speaking up again, “I heard what happened, with Martin and Garrett.”

Your face fell at that. You hated that this drama had flared up and that it happened at such a public place. Leah sighed and cleared her throat.

“Look, after the party, I’m going to sleepover at Simon’s.” She paused, looking over your head at Simon for consent before continuing, “Do you wanna come with us, (Y/N)?”

You sniffled, picking your head back up and smiling at her weakly, “I’d love to.”

After getting Simon a change of clothes from Bram (on old t-shirt and his mom’s white cardigan), the three of you marched back to Simon’s. Spier, being very drunk, was draped between you and Leah, stumbling and slurring and making you both laugh at his antics. He even started murmuring songs from the play, trying to do the choreography as he walked and almost knocking you and Leah over in the process. As you got closer, Simon suddenly yelled.

“Oh my god!”

“What? What?”

“My parents are still up.” He cried, running a stressed hand through his hair.

“Okay, okay, um.” Leah racked her brain for a quick solution, while you focused on keeping Simon upright, “Okay, you know what? Here, come on. I need you to think of something really sad like the documentary about how all the whales hate living at SeaWorld.”

“Too sad!” You and Simon protested in unison.

“God, okay.” Leah chuckled, exasperated, “Then just don’t say anything at all, and we’ll ditch the barf shirt until tomorrow.”

“Okay.” Simon nodded and you watched as Leah chucked the bag with Simon’s trashed clothes straight over the roof of his car.

When Simon started to topple over, both you and Leah grabbed him, “Si?”

“Yeah.”

“Just, as little as possible.” Leah reiterated, “Say as little as possible.”

You tried to all sneak in, but Mrs. Spier called out before you all made it upstairs, “Hey, guys!”

Leah cringed before leaning into the den, “Hey!”

“Come talk to us! How was the party?”

“Oh, it was really fun! Yeah!”

“Aces!” Simon added, trying really hard to not look as drunk as he was, “Hey, uh, you guys remember (Y/N), right?”

You waved to them both and watched as Mr. Spier squinted at you, clearly trying to remember you. Mrs. Spier recognized you instantly.

“Oh, yeah, (Y/N)! I remember you from the fifth grade science field trip! You told me I was pretty.”

You giggled, “You remember that?”

“Of course! Are you sleeping over too?”

“Oh yeah, my ride backed out on me last minute and your house is a much closer walk than mine, so Simon invited me. I hope that’s okay.”

“Oh, no, of course, sweetie! Of course, you’re always welcome here.”

“Are you saying that because she’s Simon’s friend or are you saying that because she called you pretty?” Mr. Spier joked, resulting in a playful slap to the shoulder from his wife.

Leah chuckled awkwardly, grabbing Simon, “Well, thanks for letting us stay over!” 

“Oh, Leah, of course!” Mrs. Spier cried, oblivious to Leah shoving you and Simon up the stairs as discreetly as possible, “You’ve been staying over for 10 years, you don’t have to thank us.”

“Oh.” Leah laughed, inching her way towards the stairs, “Yeah, thanks.”

You all made your way up the stairs, very cautious of Simon’s stumbling and the fact that his sister was still asleep. After Simon sobered up a little, you all got comfortable in his room, figuring out sleeping arrangements and such. Simon was on his bed, Leah was on a bonus pull-out mattress, and you were on a blow-up camping mattress on the floor.

“Do you ever feel weird?” Leah asked suddenly.

Her and Simon launched into a conversation as you zoned out. The night’s events played out in your head, and the more they played, the more they made you sick. It seemed like the only good thing that came out of tonight was this, Simon and Leah, taking care of you as only Leah and (drunk) Simon can- with kind words and a soft distraction.  

“Hey.” Leah spoke gently, placing her hand over yours and drawing you back to reality, “You okay?”

“Yeah.” You reassured her, shaking your head, “Yeah, it’s just this whole Martin thing has been exhausting. I think I’m gonna go to sleep.”

They both looked at you sadly, nodding in understanding and watching you slip further under the blankets- not once letting go of Leah’s hand.

“Goodnight guys.” You offered them a small smile.

Simon returned it, “Goodnight, (Y/N).”

“Goodnight.” Leah whispered as she squeezed your hand before letting it go.

You smiled again, brighter this time, and fell asleep gazing in the direction of the two kind souls ahead of you. No matter what the future held for you in terms of friends, you knew these two seemed like a pretty good start.

Taglist: @mcoomcoo @fandomsneverdie14 @berry-kitten-paws @tina20213

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HEYHEY LOVE, SIMON IS COMING OUT SOON AND I JUST FINISHED READING SIMON VS THE HOMO SAPIEN AGENDA AND IM PUMPED SO PLEASE PLEASE SEND ME PROMPTS FOR IT

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Hey! Just so everyone knows, these are who I’m currently taking requests for:

Love, Simon:

X Readers:

Simon Spier x (Male) Reader

Bram Greenfeld x (Male) Reader

Abby Suso x (Female or Male) reader

Leah Burke x (Female or Male) Reader

Nick Eisner x (Female or Male) Reader

Ships:

Simon Spier x Bram Greenfeld

Abby Suso x Leah Burke

The Flash:

X Readers:

Wally West x (Female or Male) Reader

Ships:

Winn Schott x Cisco Ramon

Jurassic World:

Zach Mitchell x (Female or Male) Reader

Supergirl:

X Readers:

Winn Short x (Female or Male) Reader

Kara Danvers x (Female) Reader

Ships:

Winn Schott x Cisco Ramon

Newsies:

Jack Kelly x (Male or Female) Reader

Dear Evan Hansen:

Zoe Murphy x (Female) Reader

Harry Potter:

X Readers:

Hermione Granger x (Female) Reader

Harry Potter x (Female or Male) Reader

Ships:

Hermione Granger x Pansy Parkinson

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Requests

Hey everyone, I’m sorry it’s been taking me so long to write everyone’s requests. I’ve been really busy and between that and all my mental illnesses, it’s been hard to get myself to actually write.

But I’m on break now and I’m feeling better so hopefully I’ll be posting more than a few requests this week!

Unfortunately, I’m having a bit of a hard time finding inspiration, so I’m going to open up requests again for a little bit in the hopes that a few new requests will inspire me.

I will take requests for:

Love, Simon:

Ships:

Simon Spier x Bram Greenfeld

Leah Burke x Abby Suso x Nick Eisner

Leah Burke x Taylor Metternich

Bram Greenfeld x Simon Spier x Cal Price

X Readers:

Simon Spier x (Male) Reader

Bram Greenfeld x (Male) Reader

Abby Suso x (Female) Reader

Leah Burke x (Female) Reader

Jurassic World:

Zach Mitchell x (Male or Female) Reader

The Flash:

Wally West x (Male or Female) Reader

I might not write every request I get. If a request doesn’t inspire me, or I find it uncomfortable, I’m not going to write it. But I will try to write as many as I can.

The only rule I have is that when you send in requests, please make sure they are detailed. Either they have a short description of a plot you want, or a line of dialogue (preferably from a list I reblog, but it doesn’t have to be)

Thank you!

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Hey guys I need your help with something...

I’m thinking of writing a Love, Simon story after I finish all the things in my drafts, and I have a few ideas, but I’m not sure how it should go. If you’d like to read this, please vote in my inbox if you want it to be:

Leah Burke x reader

Abby Suso x reader

Nick Eisner x reader

Cal Price x reader

Lyle x reader

(another character of your choice) x reader

Let me know, guys! I’m excited to start!

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Hey, just so everyone knows, I’m closing requests for a little bit. Hopefully they’ll be back open again soon, but as of right now I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed with all the requests I have.

Here are the requests that are currently in my inbox and should be posted soon:

-I’m currently working on a Zach Mitchel x Male!Reader, that should hopefully be posted tomorrow

-There are a few Spierfeld requests

-There are quite a few Simon Spier x Male!Readers

-Some Bram Greenfeld x Male!Readers

-There’s one Leah x Abby

-There are a few Leah Burke x Female!Readers

-There are some Abby Suso x Female!Readers

-Some stories about Bram

-A Simon x Male!Reader x Bram

-An Abby x Female!Reader x Leah

-There’s a Wally West x Male!Reader and a Wally West x Female!Reader