#malachi barton x reader

[dayluxe]

From childhood - Malachi Barton

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pairing: Malachi Barton x fem!reader

summary: you and Malachi have always been friends, but after a sincere word you question their friendship and feelings for him

warnings: use of the translator, a bit long.

Author's notes: I don't know what the education system is like in the United States, sorry for some mistakes.

Your relationship with Malachi had begun about 7 years ago. you would be among the cast that would act in the movie 'Trapped in the Middle', of which he was obviously part as well. They were both about 10 years old, and he was the most outgoing and talkative kid you'd met at the time.

you, on the other hand, were quite, special, so to speak. The first time he spoke to you was to tell you that he liked the color of your hair, for you it was a rather strange compliment for being the first time you spoke to him. His praise remained just as 'strange', although you noticed something. He didn't praise nonsensical things, it was quite the opposite, he always praised the little details of you.

You were always in your bubble, since since you were little you were bad at socializing and this meant that you were always the girl who was left out of the groups of friends. Malachi realized this, despite his short 10 years. And whenever he saw you in a corner, looking at everyone like a lost puppy, he would go and talk to you about the most meaningless thing you'd ever hear. She once told you about how she ate cereal for a whole week, because she fought with her mother and was on 'strike' with her.

His anecdotes were always like that, comical and nonsensical. But that's what you liked about him, that he was a spontaneous and fun person. He didn't have the need to pretend or pretend to be someone he wasn't, that was his personality and whoever didn't like it didn't matter to him at all.

By the time the film finished filming you were still in touch, you often hung out with your parents, who also had a very good relationship with each other. Disney amusement parks were their forte, they loved to go together and ride all the possible attractions, in the end they ended up sweaty and hungry, but it was worth it. You brought thousands of little souvenirs from there, which you treasured very well.

you continued acting in different films or series, such as 'Acampados', in which Malachi also participated. your popularity increased in 2019, when you entered the world-famous 'Stranger Things' series. You did quite well in the series, and your character was accepted by the fans so you began to be more pointed out by people. Your circle of friends soon came to light, and this brought people to notice the friendship between you and Malachi.

Different photos and videos of the two of you were discovered by fans, who loved how you got along with each other. But obviously all the comments were not so harmless so to speak, and comments asking if you were something else were not long in coming. This caused interviewers to also start asking those types of questions, which for your taste were silly and meaningless.

The insinuations that you were 'something else' always existed. Since they were little, their parents made that kind of joke because of their closeness, and for both there was always only one answer: 'no, how disgusting'.

Although you always avoided accusations, they were not entirely 'false'. If it was true that Malachi was attractive to the human eye, the idea of seeing him with different eyes had not crossed your mind until they entered their adolescence.

You could say that Malachi had always seemed handsome to you, but both were changing. as well as their conversations, their physique and their personality. He had always been a rather outgoing and 'flirtatious' child, so to speak. But when he entered adolescence that aspect of his personality came to light.

While he had thousands of acquaintances and friends at school, you were just there. You were known for being 'Malachi's friend', the girls always tried to create a friendship with you, you gave them all confidence, at the end of it all you didn't want to be alone all the time. but then at parties you saw them leave with Malachi, with the excuse that they were coming back soon. And as always you were there, alone on the sofa as always.

Your acting career, on the other hand, was going very well. You continued to appear in series, but in supporting roles. but without a doubt 2023 had been your year.

In 2022 you had put too much effort into your work. and at the 2023 Oscars these two films had been nominated in several categories. You felt happy, of course, but your personal life wasn't being the best.

you felt lonely, despite having thousands of followers on Instagram and tik tok. You had Malachi, and he was a good best friend, you felt like you needed more people than he did. you always compared yourself to him, seeing all his friends. I had always had a facility for meeting and talking to people, you had never been like that. and now it was being more remarkable than ever.

You had always been the friend of a party, an outing, or a while. They never stayed, but Malachi did. He had stayed despite all your problems and insecurities, understood your worries and accepted your mistakes. All those times you didn't want to talk, he was with you. Every night you cried because of the series and movies you watched, he was with you. He was there for you, and that was more than enough to make you want him as something more.

Malachi, on the other hand, was peculiar. I had many friends, that was not discussed, but you, you were a case apart. For him no one compared to you, he could talk to thousands of girls who try to be his friends, who try to be close to him, but they will never reach your level. with you he was a different person. in public he always has that confident and fun attitude, but not with you. With you he can show his weaknesses, his insecurities, his problems, everything.

You remember once he told you that he was afraid that you would change him, that some boy more interesting than him would come and you wouldn't want to continue being his best friend, all that just because he didn't give you anything on your birthday "Malachi, what the hell are you talking about? We've literally been best friends forever, I wouldn't trade you for anything in the world," you said while laughing, "not even if that boy was Timothée Chalamet?" he said while looking at you with puppy eyes "not even if it were him. no one compares to you, Malachi, no one. let it be very clear to you, silly child," you told him and then gave him a small blow on the head.

Malachi was probably the most caring person you had ever met. His love language was ultimately physical contact, and gifts. He loves to give you things, no matter how small. Whenever they go out, they are holding hands, a habit that was left over from their outings as a child. He always paid for lunches or dinners, no matter how much you insisted, he wanted to pay you even for the gum you bought at the corner store.

The rumors of courtship at her school were very intense. Often girls would come up to you just to ask if you had anything, but for some reason those girls always ended up hating you for no reason.

By 2023 these rumors got more popular. thanks to 'Barbie' and 'American Fiction' you managed to have more popularity in the world of cinema. You were grateful for that, And you found it very funny to see the different videos on social networks about how fans created all kinds of theories about their 'secret relationship'. You always ended up sending all these videos to Malachi.

For you it was funny, but each time this tension of feeling something more for the other grew and grew.

You haven't felt the feeling that every time you look into each other's eyes with a friend and it felt like your eyes were screaming 'kiss me please,' but then they walk away, and you feel like you should, even though your brain screams at you 'why would you do that? he's your friend' but your heart tells you 'you should have kissed him, you fool'.

Well.

If you haven't felt it, better for you. because it's the worst feeling in the world.

and movie nights. they were the best, without a doubt. But every time they watched movies Malachi would cling to you in a way that made your stomach feel those damn butterflies. You felt like your brain couldn't process a word of what the movie produced, and that made you feel stupid.

You knew it was bad. Falling in love with your best friend is never good, and in most cases it ends with the separation of friendship. But every time you saw his eyes, begging you to let him hold you, your mind stopped working and your heart was the one making decisions.

and right now they were in that situation. he is on top of you, hugging you as if he were going to fall off a cliff. Your heart was pounding, and the butterflies in your stomach felt like you were going to explode. His arms around your waist felt so good, so strong. The scent of his perfume flooded your nostrils, it smelled so much like him, like the typical perfume that makes any girl fall at his feet.

Your fingers gently ran through her hair, which smelled faintly of coconut.

You decided to pay attention to the movie, and subconsciously you stopped caressing her hair "why are you stop?, I was already relaxing" Malachi told you in a sleepy voice "because then you fall asleep, and I won't tell you the movie when you ask me" you told him giving her a slight tug in his hair "you're bad" he told you while itching your ribs, tickling you "stop it. i don't complain when you stop caressing me, you like to be pampered" you said while laughing "you spoiled me, so now you have to put up with me," he told you as he lay down next to you, "that's not true. now stop talking and pay attention to the movie" you said in a threatening way, and then turned to watch the movie "yes ma'am" he said with a playful smile.

their fights were like that. silly and meaningless, but that was their friendship. You knew a lot of secrets about each other, and it seems like you've spent a lifetime together.

The next day they had to go to class, so they had to get up early. Malachi hated getting up at that time, and he was lucky that today there was a type of activity which his grade had to organize. It was that the older grades had to deal with the lower grades, practically do the work of teachers, and in the last hours of school hours they would have recreational time. so instead of stopping at 6 in the morning as usual, they had to do it at 5.

To you this activity sounded fun. You were very good with children, and you loved teaching them things and entertaining them. Your patience was surprisingly good with them. and when you heard of such an activity you could not be more excited, although Malachi did not see it that way.

He was good with children, he liked them. but what he did not like was having to get up early because of him. In addition, he had to listen to you talk about how exciting that day would be for you, and just remembering how you talked and talked about everything you would teach the children, a smile would appear on his face.

After breakfast and getting ready for their long day, Malachi's mother took them to school. All the way she was talking to you about how interesting that day could be "I feel very excited, it's like I'm being her teacher, I've always dreamed of doing that" you said with a small laugh "although I think someone here isn't as happy as me" you said referring to Malachi "come on Barton, smile even a little" you told him while you were itching his ribs "stop it, i'm sleepy. I wish i was in my bed right now, not going to school" he said with his eyes closed, trying to get some sleep before arriving at school.

When they arrived at the school, they met different classmates. They all seemed to be asleep standing up, and you swore you saw more than one yawn more than ten times in less than 2 minutes "Why do they all look like zombies here?" you said to Malachi while laughing. They had been looking for somewhere to sit: "No one here looks excited about hanging out with upset kids all day," he said, sipping some energy drink he'd bought from a vending machine "Why can't everyone be like Maggie? She's super excited about this," you said, looking at the named girl. She was talking to her friends, and her excitement could be seen in how she spoke and expressed herself.

The teachers in charge of the activity called them. Everyone was divided into groups of 4 per classroom, and each group had to organize their classroom and the different activities that the children were going to do during the day. After that, everyone had to organize the other activities they would have in the school gymnasium.

The kindergarten children's entry time had arrived, and each of the groups were in their assigned classrooms. Luckily for you, Malachi had been in the same group as you.

You followed the list of instructions that the teachers had left you. Everything was going great, all the children participated a lot in the class, they all had a lot of energy, and their laughter was a perfect mix between sticky and suffocating.

You were with a group of children, since they were doing an activity and they called you frequently to ask you questions. They were very curious, but quite responsible with the task they were doing "And how old are you?" asked a little boy. His diplomatic tone made you laugh a little, but you replied "I'm 16 years old" you told him with a smile. You were sitting in an uncomfortable little chair that they used "Wow, yes you're old" said another of the children, the comment left you in shock, your mouth opened and closed in search of something to say "well, I'm not that old, we're only about 10 years apart" you said in a calm tone. "It's true, Connor. Besides, she is very beautiful, not like you," said a little girl, and then stuck out her tongue. You laughed, and although that little fight seemed very tender to you, you must have called his attention.

The break was very chaotic. Their energy was endless, and despite the multiple attempts of the children to get their way, you had all your eyes on them. "They are so energetic, I don't understand how they are not sleepy at this time," Malachi told you. You were sitting on a bench near the playground, watching as all the children played with each other, while laughing and screaming. "in the group that one of the children was in told me that I was old, Malachi, OLD. you know how that destroyed my self-esteem?" you said to him with false indignation. It was funny and painful to see how sincere the children were sometimes: "Luckily I don't see myself with a retiree, and I was saved from those comments," he replied with a half smile. You looked at him indignantly, "Excuse me? I look younger than you, and I'm younger than you. you have no right to tell me that, old man," you replied.

You kept arguing and joking about it until the recess was over. They only had a couple more hours left, but they still had to return to that hellish classroom.

His group decided to ignore the list they had been given a bit, and instead, they decided to do a different activity. They tried to make a vote, which went fatally because the room was filled with shouts 'let's draw' 'no, let's better play with plasticine' 'I want to paint' were a lot of the shouts that could be heard. In the end they decided that it was better for each one to want to do what they wanted, with a theme, something that caught their attention during the day, or something they liked.

Each one went in search of his material, and for a moment the room was filled with peace. All that could be heard were his small murmurs of concentration.

You sat next to Malachi. They both decided to draw something with some crayons "what the hell is that dude? it looks like a drawing taken from a psychiatric hospital" you told him after seeing his drawing "it's you"

You answered the "ahhh, what a romantic Malachi. I know you're dying for me, you don't have to be so obvious" you told him, as you banged your shoulder against his. "Can't it be, the great malachi barton is blushed by a girl? I thought this only happened in the movies" you kept joking with the same thing. Your smile showed how much you were having fun right now. Don't delude yourself, my friend" he said as his eyes connected "what you say tomatito, what you say."

Both laughed quietly. Prying eyes were shared, and in the air it felt as if something had happened. Something unsaid by both who did not know it was yet, or so they wanted to believe.

Malachi had always felt comfortable with you. Ever since he met you it was as if a piece of him had been completed, he knew you didn't have to leave. I wanted you to be a friend forever and not a passing friend. It was a little obvious that in recent years his attention increased, all his fame was also reflected in the school environment. Multiple girls talked to him, looking for more opportunities than he had given them. But every time it felt like an object and a pretty face it reminded you. He remembered the girl with a shy smile who was there for him, in all the good and bad times, you were his soul mate to him, someone with such a pure and kind heart that is for him forever. No matter how many times you hit it or scare it, it's always for him.

The time to show their works had arrived, each one was going to go ahead and show their craft and say what they had done.

The students were passing one by one. Some had drawn a picture of their friends, or their food, things like that.

It was a girl's turn. if you're not mistaken, her name was Katie. She was a very tender girl, you congratulated her on her drawing and a girl from her group asked her what it was about "It's the girl over there with her boyfriend" she said pointing to you. The smile on your face turned into a frown. Your companions laughed, knowing who the girl was talking about. You felt shy for a moment She was a very tender girl, you congratulated her on her drawing and a girl from her group asked her what it was about "It's the girl over there with her boyfriend" she said pointing to you. The smile on your face turned into a frown. Your companions laughed, knowing who the girl was talking about. not knowing what to do or say. You felt shy for a moment, not knowing what to say or do. "Are you sure it's me? She doesn't look much like me really." You said to her "Yes, it's you with the boy with the white hair" she replied in her innocent tone.

You heard Malachi's laughter and looked at him. perplexed that he was laughing at this "your drawing is very beautiful Katie, I adore the hearts you put in, what do they represent for you?" he asked her "they represent their love. you look very much in love and your love floats in the air when you are together" she said in her innocent tone.

When all the children finished teaching their crafts, it was time to go to their last hour with the children. They were all on their way to the school gymnasium. You were at the end of the children's line next to Malachi. They talked about everything they would do when they got home "I've been like a zombie all day, I don't even know how I've been able to endure the whole day with energy" he said "it must be the energy of the children, they have so much that it must be that you absorbed something" you replied, elbowing him in his side.

Katie's words were on your mind. People always said that children always tell the truth, and if it was true? You didn't want your mind to be carried away by a few words from a 6-year-old girl, but other people could see what you can't see about yourself. It was obvious that they had received comments like this since their teenage years began, and there were even many rumors at their school. everyone in the school said that Malachi rejected girls for you, you heard it through some girls in the school bathroom. Your mind couldn't help but think about it, what if it was true, and if Malachi had feelings for you?

No, that was impossible.

He could have any girl around his finger in a matter of minutes, he had never tried anything with you. That's why girls hate you and you don't get any dates, you thought. It could be possible, although your mind was still in doubt.

why?

"Hey, what are you thinking about?" asked Malachi, "nothing interesting," you replied, forcing a smile. "Don't lie to me, I know that face. You think of something and your mind goes away, just like you. So tell me" he told you. Your heart raced at his words. He knew you so well that it hurt, and the multiple theories about him fluttered inside you. "Nothing important, I already said it, don't worry" you told him. The screams of the children flooded your ears, they had already reached the gym and everyone was excited by what they saw.

The feeling of concern settled in Malachi's heart. He couldn't help it, you could tell that something was on your mind and you didn't want him to know. You two told each other everything, always.

The hours for everyone passed quickly. Little by little the energy of all the children was running out, which was understandable, they had spent all their time jumping and screaming from here to there. When it was time for them to leave, their parents went to pick them up on time. Your back hurt, in general your whole body hurt. Playing with those children was too tiring, it was difficult to match their energy.

During the remaining time in school you couldn't help but think of Malachi. Suddenly your mind remembered all the moments you spent with him, all the times he hugged you and put his arms around your waist. or the times he encouraged you when he saw you sad, the times he whispered little 'I love you' while watching movies. you avoided thinking about the possibility that he had feelings for you, fear gnawed at you inside. All the gossip and rumors connected with his actions, but your mind closed to such a possibility. It's just his kindness, he behaves like this with every girl around him. but to all of them he said 'I love you', played with the hair of all the girls?, combined outfits with the girls?. You wanted to believe it, but you knew it wasn't true.

Maybe you were scared to know that he was in love with you because you were too. You had fallen for the charms of your best friend, and that feeling terrified you. You'd repressed it so much that you didn't realize how big it was. You felt like a fool. You thought about all the girls who are in your situation, most of them want the feelings to be mutual, but you disliked this idea. You weren't supposed to like this, you couldn't like your friend, much less when he was coveted by so many girls.

You thought of everything. On the girls who were madly in love with him, on how weird it would be if you were something else. But at the same time you thought about the moments with him, how his body felt pressed against yours when you hugged, how good he smells, how he caresses your waist when they watch a movie. A part of you wanted things to stay that way, being everything and nothing at the same time. But another part of you told you, why not?, why not take a risk for the second time in your life?

a bit long, but I can't help but write so much. I don't know if this reaches so many people but I enjoyed writing it 💖

@luzmy

[rosedustdreams]

you being a famous actress and walker gets caught saving edits of you

Caught in 4K

Being a famous actress at 16 was equal parts thrilling and exhausting. You loved acting, loved the magic of bringing stories to life, but the constant attention that came with it? That was something you were still getting used to. The interviews, the photoshoots, the premieres it was all a whirlwind.

But what you hadn’t expected was for Walker Scobell yes, the star of the Percy Jackson series and everyone’s favorite funny guy to get caught in the chaos of your fame.

It started innocently enough. You’d met Walker briefly at a comic-con event a few months ago. You were there promoting your latest film, and he was there hyping up his role as Percy. You were both part of a panel featuring young Hollywood stars, and you hit it off almost immediately. Walker’s goofy humor paired with his genuine kindness made him easy to talk to, and by the end of the day, you’d exchanged numbers.

Since then, you’d kept in casual contact—mostly lighthearted texts and the occasional comment on each other’s Instagram posts. You liked him. Maybe more than you were willing to admit. But with both of your schedules, it was hard to imagine anything more than a friendship.

That was, until one fateful Saturday afternoon when Walker decided to go live on Instagram.

You weren’t watching at first. You were curled up on your couch, scrolling through TikTok and eating a bowl of cereal. But then your phone buzzed with notifications. And kept buzzing.

The texts from your friends were frantic:

Erick: OMG ARE YOU SEEING THIS? Lydia: HAHAHAHAHA THIS IS ICONIC. CHECK TWITTER.

Confused, you opened Twitter and immediately saw your name trending. Clicking the hashtag, you were greeted with a flood of screenshots and screen recordings. Apparently, during Walker’s livestream, he’d been scrolling through his tabs, trying to show his fans a funny meme. But instead of a meme, he’d accidentally revealed his camera roll.

And there, for all the world to see, were saved edits of you. The internet had exploded.

“WALKER SCOBELL SAVING Y/N EDITS??? I’M SCREAMING.” “Not him being just like us 🥹😭.” “We lost him.”

You couldn’t stop laughing as you scrolled through the memes and reactions. It was embarrassing for him, sure, but also kind of… sweet? He’d always been one of your biggest supporters, hyping you up in interviews and talking about how talented you were. But saving edits? That was next-level fan behavior.

Your phone buzzed again. A text from Walker.

Walker: So… uh… about my camera roll. You: Oh, you mean the part where the entire internet found out you’re my biggest fan? Yeah, I saw it. 😂 Walker: In my defense, those edits were really well-done. You: Sure, sure. It had nothing to do with me being in them, right? 😉 Walker: …Okay, fine. Maybe I think you’re cool. And talented. And pretty.

Your heart skipped a beat. You tried to play it cool, though.

You: Walker Scobell, are you flirting with me? Walker: Is it working? You: …Maybe.

The conversation continued, playful and teasing, but there was an undercurrent of something real beneath the banter.

Later that night, Walker posted a follow-up story on Instagram, addressing the incident.

“So, yeah, I got caught saving edits of Y/N. And, honestly? I regret nothing. She’s awesome, okay? If you were me, wouldn’t you save those edits too?”

The fans went wild. The comments were full of people shipping you two, demanding you date, and creating even more edits.

What the fans didn’t know was that Walker had texted you again after his post.

Walker: So… dinner sometime? You: Only if you promise to make your own edits of me next time. Walker: Deal.

What started as an embarrassing moment turned into something far more exciting. Maybe the internet had caught Walker in 4K, but for once, you were glad they did.

A/N: HI thank u for the request.

Tags: @izzystylinson, @sophand4n4, @kaiwrites092

[lvraexmiah]

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i write an read for fun! Mostly sturniolo fanfics an malachi barton fanfics. i do read wattpad an c.ai on a daily. my wattpad is (@lvraexmiah) an my c.ai is (@_v4mpstvrnzz) , i won't be posting everyday most likely due to school but i will try to write as much c.ai reads as i can !

if you have request for fanfics or one-shots an imagines lmk! i am open to maybe writing them. i allow 14-17 to talk to me.❤︎

𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘴 ! -|| 𝘈𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴:: 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘯𝘥,𝘍𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘢𝘯. 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴:: 𝘕𝘪𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘢,𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥,𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘺𝘴 & 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬. 𝘩𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘴:: 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨,𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘴:: 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥𝘮𝘦𝘯,𝘤𝘰𝘥𝘮𝘦𝘯,𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘥 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴::@𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘪𝘴-𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘦 , @𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘮𝘺𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘰, @𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘻

•★𖦹𝖡𝗟𝖮𝗖𝖪𝗘𝖣 :: 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘤𝘴,𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘵 (𝘪𝘮 𝘮𝘪𝘹𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘱𝘭), 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘮����𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘞𝘐𝘓𝘓 𝘣𝘦 𝘽𝙇𝙊𝘾𝙆𝙀𝘿 !

•✰𖦹 𝖥𝖺𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗌 :: 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆 𝖼𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆

•☆𖦹 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌 :: 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄 ★🎸 𝖼𝗈𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾✰🧸

(𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘥) (𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘺)

𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘴 !

[anotherbluesunday]

✨Teaser: In Technicolor✨

So some of you may know this, but my next fic that was set to release was originally called “Ballad of a Teenage Dream” and was a Wednesday x Skam crossover that showcased all the highs and lows of high school and the growing pains that come with the transition from teenager to young adult.

Well that story has been reworked, overhauled, and given new life.

I present to you my high school dramady, In Technicolor.

Set in Los Angeles, California, the story follows two groups of friends as their worlds collide. A modern spin on the social dynamics of Romeo and Juliet where two factions are warring but cannot remember why or why their bitter rivalry is so important to their identity, In Technicolor highlights the feuding of the wealthy and the everyday citizens to show the consequences that come from stripping culture and history from the city streets in the name of gentrification. It explores the complex relationships of families on either side of the fence to reveal that wealth does not always bring happiness. And finally, at the center of it all, the complicated friendships and relationships of the members of these two groups as they meld into one.

For our East LA champions, we follow the Addams siblings and their mismatched group of skateboarders, graffiti artists, musicians, and street racers.

For our Palisades elite, we focus on the Blossoms and Galpin’s—two families from extreme wealth that are not entirely honest about what they show the world.

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Important Story Information: If the visuals were not enough to give it away, this story will be a crossover with a different fandom. Entering the mix is the ensemble from Riverdale. I do want to caution readers now, there will be crossover pairings, character retcon on both sides, ageing up, ageing down, and changes to character personalities.

One such example is that Wednesday isn’t allergic to color and isn’t entirely unapproachable. She smiles and laughs but only when around those she trusts like her family and friends. Pugsley has been aged up and is Wednesday’s twin brother. My face claim for this version of Pugsley is Xolo Mariduẽna and I have made Pugsley (who also will be going by “Lee”) more confident and hotheaded with some snark and sass. Second to that, my face claim for Pubert “Bertie” Addams is Malachi Barton and Pubert/Bertie will be one year younger than his siblings—the twins Wednesday and Pugsley age 17 and in their senior year and Bertie age 16 entering his junior year.

On the Riverdale side of the crossover, I have made certain changes that I don’t want to reveal just yet for Archie’s character. That surprise will come soon enough because next I will be posting moodboards for specific couples that will be at the center of this story. But one change I will discuss now to get it out there to avoid hate comments and harassment is the issue of is Cheryl bi or is she a lesbian. In my story, she’s bi and will be paired with a male lead. I understand that the actress for her character went back and forth on Cheryl’s orientation but, to me, Cheryl reads like a chaotic bisexual that goes back and forth on her identity because being bi is confusing enough. And as someone who is bi, I would like to see more representation and fiction for people like myself because fandoms are so quick to erase bisexuality and pansexuality and criticize us when we speak up about it. So in this story, Cheryl is bi and she has broken up with her most recent girlfriend before meeting her next partner who is a man. And it’s fine.

If this upsets you, just swipe off of this post. Don’t leave mean comments or take digs at me because I’m not for any of this fandom infighting nonsense. It’s fiction and these characters can be whatever you want them to be in your stories.

However, if you don’t mind Cheryl liking both men and women, you don’t have an opinion either way, or your curious to see how this’ll pan out, stay tuned. I’d love to share this story with you. All are welcome so long as things stay civil and breezy.

So with that, I look forward to updating with the couple’s board and then the first chapter titlecard along with the chapter itself. Until then, stay lovely and stay groovy.💜

[urwarriorangel]

<3 urwarriorangel’s writing challenge <3

hello my darling angels! i have started a writing challenge because i want to read more of what you write. i’m calling this a challenge because that’s what i’ve read others call it? rules are listed below! all submissions will be read by yours truly and (if they follow the p basic rules) i will post them all on a masterlist! i will reblog them and give you feedback because that’s what should happen regardless and also i love you guys! (gif not mine!)

rules

*no rape/incest/underage sex/etc.

*if you choose to write smut, you must be 18+!!! the characters you’re writing for must be 18+!!

*must be character x reader! you can write for multiple characters, but it still must be a reader insert!

*it’s first come first serve for characters, meaning there are character limits. multiple people can write for the same character, but they are capped. so please message me as soon as you see a character you want to write for!

*only one prompt per fic! (bonus points if you use any of my original prompts lol!) (also prompts can only be used once)

*triggers must be tagged. if there are any triggers in your fic, you must have a trigger warning. i cannot emphasize this enough.

*fic should be at least 500 words, if it’s longer (which please make it as long as you’d like!) you have to add a ‘read more’

*must tag me in the fic and use # urwarriorangelwritingchallenge <3

*fic should be a new original, not an old piece being resubmitted or a part of an already existing series. (you can write a series for this challenge if you’d like!)

*bonus points if you’re a poc!writer with a poc!reader <3 <3 <3

*you must respect the sexuality of the character! if you would like for an lgbtq+ character, their sexuality should not change in the fic. thank you!

*please send me a message with the character(s) you’d like to write for and the prompt!

example: damon salvatore + “i don’t know how much longer i can go on”

~the masterlist will be posted on august 13th! (if this goes well aka if people participate i would love to do this more often!)~

categories allowed:

anything your heart desires. if you’re going to write fluff please keep it compelling! add a few different styles together! give me some angst, some smut. make it a mystery! i mean absolutely no disrespect to those who write/read only fluff, but personally i find fluff a little more fun when it’s got multiple components! (if you write only fluff, please go ahead and write fluff! i will read it and i’m sure i’ll love it! these are just my personal preferences!)

i love aus very much, so please don’t shy away from them!

characters & prompts under the cut!

characters (five slots for each character)

agents of shield

al mackenzie antoine “trip” triplett daisy “skye” johnson grant ward jemma simmons lance hunter leopold fitz lincoln campbell

brooklyn 99

amy santiago charles boyle gina linetti jake peralta raymond holt rosa diaz terrence jeffords

buffy the vampire slayer

angel buffy summers cordelia chase rupert giles william the bloody aka spike

criminal minds

aaron hotchner david rossi derek morgan elle greenaway emily prentiss jennifer jareau luke alvez penelope garcia spencer reid

defenders-ish

billy russo frank castle jessica jones luke cage matt murdock

friends

chandler bing joey tribbiani monica geller phoebe buffay rachel green ross geller

game of thrones

arya stark benjen stark daenerys targaryen eddard stark jaime lannister jon snow khal drogo robb stark samwell tarly sansa stark tyrion lannister

gossip girl

blair waldorf carter baizen chuck bass dan humphrey nate archibald serena van der woodsen vanessa abrams

harry potter

draco malfoy fred weasley george weasley harry potter hermione granger remus lupin ronald weasley sirius black (young) tom riddle

hawaii five-0

adam noshimuri chin ho kelly daniel williams kono kalakaua michael noshimuri steve mcgarrett

jane the virgin

adam alvaro jane gloriana villanueva petra solano rafael solano

lucky number slevin

slevin kelevra

mcu

bruce banner aka hulk brunnhilde aka my valkyrie queen bucky barnes aka winter soldier clint barton aka hawkeye drax aka the destroyer erik stevens aka killmonger gamora aka um need we say more? janet van dyne aka wasp loki aka loki m’baku aka you already know mantis aka mantis aka a fucking cutie may parker aka ailf nakia aka loml okoye aka incredible badass peggy carter aka kickass peter parker aka spider-man peter quill aka star-lord pietro maximoff aka quicksilver sam wilson aka falcon scott lang aka antman shuri aka an angel stephen strange aka dr. strange steve rogers aka captain america t’challa aka black panther thor aka thor tony stark aka iron-man wanda maximoff aka scarlet witch

new girl

coach nick miller

pretty little liars

aria montgomery caleb rivers emily fields ezra fitz hanna marin jason dilaurentis mona vanderwaal noel kahn spencer hastings wren kingston

reign

francis mary stuart nostradamus sebastian

riverdale

archie andrews betty cooper cheryl blossom fangs fogarty fp jones fred andrews jason blossom josie mccoy jughead jones kevin keller malachai charles!reggie mantle ross!reggie mantle sweet pea toni topaz valerie brown veronica lodge

shadowhunters

alec lightwood clary fray isabelle lightwood jace herondale lucian grey magnus bane simon lewis

teen wolf

allison argent chris argent cora hale derek hale isaac lahey jackson whittermore jordan parrish kira yukimura liam dunbar lydia martin malia tate peter hale scott mccall stiles stilinski theo raeken

the 100

bellamy blake clarke griffin echo finn collins jasper jordan john murphy king roan lexa lincoln monty green nathan miller octavia blake ontari raven reyes wells jaha

the originals

davina claire elijah mikaelson freya mikaelson hayley marshall kol mikaelson lucian castle niklaus mikaelson marcel gerard rebekah mikaelson

the vampire diaries

bonnie bennett caroline forbes damon salvatore elena gilbert jeremy gilbert katherine pierce malachi parker mary louise matt donovan nora hildegard olivia parker tyler lockwood stefan salvatore sybil

x-men

alex summers aka havok charles xavier aka young!professor x erik lehnsherr aka magneto hank mccoy aka beast jean grey aka phoenix logan aka wolverine peter maximoff aka quiksilver ororo monroe aka storm raven darkholme aka mystique

prompts (once someone requests a prompt, i will update the list! list will be updated once a day, if multiple people ask for a prompt in between updates, i will give it to the first person who sent me an ask. i realize that there are more character options than there are prompts, i did this because i don’t think too many people will participate. if we ever run out, i will add more prompts! example of request: klaus mikaelson + “give me a chance”)

(rfaimagining)

angst

1: “ give me a chance. ”

2: “ not you again.. ”

3: “ leave me alone. ”

4: “ i don’t love you anymore. ”

5: “ why do you hate me? ”

6: “ i lost the baby. ”

7: “ i thought you loved me. ”

8: “ i don’t need you anymore. ”

9:“ i can’t believe you! ”

10: “ we can't keep this up forever. ”

11: “ you’re a monster. ”

12: “ i hate you. ”

13: “ don’t leave me… ”

14: “ you’re a disappointment. ”

15: “ don’t die on me– please. ”

16: “ i never meant to hurt you. ”

17: “ are you upset with me? ”

18: “ i wish i’d never met you. ”

19: “ i’m going to kill you! ”

20: “ please don’t hurt me like this. ”

21: “ thanks for nothing. ”

22: “ dont call this number again. “

23: “ why did you spare me? ”

24: “ you need to leave. ”

25: “ i’m sick. ”

26: “ i’m dying. ”

27: “ i wish i’d never met you. ”

28: “ i thought we were family!”

29: “ there was never an us. ”

30: “ so that’s it? it’s over? ”

31: “ i fucked up. ”

32: “ i came to say goodbye. ”

33:“ he’s dead because of you. ”

34: “ i don’t deserve to be loved. ”

35: “ about the baby… its yours. ”

love

36: “ i’m so in love with you. ”

37: “ dance with me! ”

38: “ isn’t this amazing? ”

39: “ i wish we could stay like this forever. ”

40: “ will you marry me? ”

41: “ i’m pregnant. ”

42: “ i need a hug. ”

43: “ you’re special to me. ”

44: “ i’m going to keep you safe. ”

45: “ do you trust me? ”

46: “ can i kiss you right now? ”

47: “ you’re cute when you’re angry. ”

48: “ i’ve liked you for awhile now. ”

49: “ let’s have a baby. ”

50: “ we’d make such a cute couple. ”

51: “ i want to take care of you. ”

52: “ can we cuddle? ”

53: “ it’s lonely here without you. ”

54: “ i can’t stand the thought of losing you. ”

55: “ shut up and kiss me already. ”

56: “ are you flirting with me? ”

57: “ is that my shirt? ”

58: “ how did we get here? ”

59: “ you own my heart. ”

60: “ you’d be a great dad. ”

61: “ you’d be a great mom. ”

62: “ i want to protect you. ”

63: “ what's the matter? ”

64: “ you’re so beautiful. ”

65: “ did you do something different with your hair? ”

66: “ is that a new perfume? ”

67: “ stop being so cute. ”

68: “ you’re making me blush! ”

69: “ you’re teasing me again… ”

70: “ this is why i fell in love with you. ”

71: “ you’re the best! ”

72: “ they’re going to love you, don’t worry! ”

73: “ oh, are you ticklish? ”

74: “ of course i remembered! ”

75: “ you’re one hell of a girl. ”

76: “ you’re one hell of a guy. ”

77: “ are you jealous? ”

78: “ hold me and never let me go. ”

79: “ stop hogging all the blankets! ”

80: “ lets run away together. ”

misc

90: “ catch me if you can! ”

91: “ i’m fine. ”

92: “ are you drunk? ”

93: “ are you high? ”

94: “ we can't go in there… ”

95: “ give it back! ”

96: “ well this is just great. ”

97: “ don’t touch me. ”

98: “ not sure if you could tell, but i’m not exactly a people person. ”

99: “ this was fun— let's do it again sometime!”

100: “ i didn’t do it! ”

101: “ i did it… ”

102: “ i don’t remember that! ”

103: “ well that’s pretty rude of you to say. ”

104: “ get that thing away from me! ”

105: “ you owe me. ”

106: “ do you believe in aliens? ”

107: “ do you believe in ghosts? ”

108: “ are you hitting on me? ”

109: “ why are you naked? ”

110: “ you did what?! ”

111: “ you have… superpowers? ”

112: “ why are you bleeding? ”

113: “ where did all these puppies come from?”

114: “ don’t make me come over there myself! ”

115: “ that wasn’t funny. ”

116: “ this tastes horrible. ”

117: “ this is delicious! ”

118: “ are you mad at me? ”

119: “ stop ignoring me… ”

120: “ i love that show too! ”

121: “ can i borrow that book of yours?”

122: “ let's blow this joint. ”

123: “ let me help you with that. ”

124: “ take that back! ”

125: “ wanna go see a movie with me? ”

126: “ no way, that’s so lame. ”

127: “ what are you listening to? ”

128: “ i brought you your coffee. ”

129: “ don’t fuck this up. ”

130: “ run! ”

131: “ lets run away together. ”

132: “ i haven’t slept in four days… ”

133: “ your turn to do the dishes. ”

134: “ was i really that drunk? ”

135: “ was i really that stoned? ”

136: “give me back my phone! ”

137: “ you’re an asshole. ”

138: “ are you cold? ”

139: “ this place gives me the creeps. ”

140: “ i swear my house is haunted. ”

141: “ did you hear that? ”

142: “ it’s just your imagination. ”

143: “ just how stupid do you think i am? ”

144: “ stop being such a baby. ”

145: “ go back to bed. ”

146: “ are you okay? ”

147: “ i can take care of myself just fine.”

148: “ thanks for helping me back there. ”

149: “ since when have we ever been friends? ”

150: “ what on earth are you wearing? ”

151: “ i can’t feel my legs! ”

152: “ stop texting me weird stuff so late at night. ”

153: “ put me down! ”

154: “ there’s only one bed… ”

155: “ it isn’t what it looks like! okay.. maybe it is… ”

156: “ how did i lose it? ”

157: “ i read your diary. ”

158: “ this is awkward. ”

159: “ didn’t you read the sign? ”

160: “ do you think you can teach me that? ”

nsfw

161: “ bite me. ”

162: “ make me. ”

163: “ fuck me. ”

164: “ stop teasing me so much… ”

165: “ do you like it when i touch you like that?”

166: “ okay.. this is new. ”

167: “ want to head back to my place and have a little fun? ”

168: “ you’re in trouble now. ”

169: “ what a pretty sight. ”

170: “ bend over. ”

171: “ on your knees. ”

172: “ the food looks great but.. there’s something much more delicious i’d like to eat right now. ”

173: “ lay back. ”

174: “ take off your clothes. ”

175: “ well, fine; just this once. ”

176: “ i’m waiting. ”

177: “ you’re so beautiful. ”

178:“ as you wish. ”

179: “ first one to make a noise loses.”

180: “ you have no idea what you do to me. ”

181: “ if you’re bored; wanna have sex? ”

182: “ i've wanted this for so long. ”

183: “ car sex looks so much more easier in the movies. ”

184: “ can i touch you? ”

185: “ open up. ”

186: “ no strings attached. ”

187: “ already? do i really have that much of an effect on you? ”

188: “ mine. ”

189: “ the nights still young. ”

190: “ we can't do that here! ”

191: “ behave. ”

192:“ what did you just say? ”

193: “ good girl. ”

194: “ good boy. ”

195: “ come here. ”

continued nsfw from misc sources

196: “are you going to come here, or are you going to make me come get you myself?”

197: “don’t look at me like that, you brought this on yourself.”

198: “stay still, squirming will make it worse.”

199: “keep count. if you lose it, we’re starting over. understand?”

200: “go get me the cane.”

201: “take your shirt off and put your hands up against the wall.”

202: “open your mouth. i’m putting the gag in so your screaming won’t alarm someone.”

203: “did you disobey my orders?”

204: “i thought i told you not to touch that?”

205: “have you finished everything i told you to do?”

206: “if you don’t stop acting like this, i’ll be forced to use different tactics.”

207: “your skin turns so red under my palm.”

208: “bend over the back of the couch.”

209: “you might want to bite something, the whip has a bite to it.”

210: “come here and bend over my lap.”

211: “i’m tired of your smart mouth.”

212: “you’re really hot.”

213: “oh, don’t mind me. just enjoying the view.”

214: “you know, those/that ______ of yours are/is pretty distracting.”

215: “hot damn.”

216: “so, you come here often?”

217: “well, well. my night just got better.”

218: “is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

219: “you have got a great ass.”

220: “hey, i’m open minded.”

221: “you enjoying the view over there?”

222: “keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”

223: “don’t be bashful. you know you want to.”

224: “you can have me any way you’d like, baby.”

225: “you wanna move this conversation someplace more private?”

226: “i’m off in a few minutes, you know.”

227:“it’s been a long day. why don’t we help each other unwind?”

228: “i think it’s about time we stop avoiding the obvious.”

229: “i’m gonna be honest with you. i’m really horny, and you’re really hot. can we fuck? like, now?”

230: “i wanna see you get naked.”

231: “you like how i bend over for you, huh?”

232: “you’re getting me all worked up.”

233: “what do we have here?”

234: "i see someone’s happy to see me.”

235: “play your cards right, and i just might have to put you on speed dial.”

236: “you like that, don’t you?”

237: “how do you want me?”

238: “i’m sure we can put those lips to better use.”

239: “i want you. right here. right now.”

240: “god, you’re perfect.”

241: “i really like a man who’s good with his hands.”

242: “i’d be more than happy to show you a good time, if you’re looking for one.”

243: “i saw that. you just checked me out.”

244: “you look real good in that suit/dress/skirt/outfit.”

245: “you wanna help me out of this ___?” (insert article clothing here.)

246: “can i keep you?”

247: “you’re such a tease.”

248: “oh my, looks like i/you dropped something.”

249: “i love it when you talk dirty.”

250: “i can’t stop thinking about your hands on me.”

251: “i think you’ll be happy to know that i’m not wearing any underwear.”

252: “i really want to take you home and get you out of all those clothes.”

253: “it’s like you want to ruin men/women for me.”

[rosedustdreams]

Target run

summery: Fem!reader and Walker on their weekly target run.

Your weekly Target runs with Walker had become more than just an errand they were a tradition. Ever since you’d started dating, they’d taken on a whole new meaning, turning into mini dates where walker spoiled you rotten.

This week, you pulled up in front of Walker’s house just as the sun was beginning to set. He jogged down the driveway, his messy hair bouncing with each step, and slid into the passenger seat with a big grin.

“Hey, beautiful,” he greeted, leaning over to kiss your cheek.

“Hi,” you replied, laughing as he immediately started rifling through the glove box. “No snacks today?”

“I’m starving,” he whined, giving you the most dramatic pout.

“You’re impossible,” you teased, reaching into your bag and pulled out the candy you’d picked up earlier. His eyes lit up, and he wasted no time ripping it open.l

“You’re the best,” he said through a mouthful of chocolate, leaning over to kiss your temple. “Seriously, I don’t deserve you.”

The drive to Target was filled with music and laughter as Walker sang every song, even the ones he didn’t know the words to. When you finally parked, he jumped out and ran around to open your door.

“Milady,” he said as he bowed down in front of you, offering his hand to help you out. “Such a gentleman,” you teased, letting him pull you close for a quick kiss before heading inside.

The moment you walked through the sliding doors, Walker’s eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store. He grabbed a cart and turned to you with a mischievous grin.

“All right, what’s the plan? Essentials or chaos?”

“Essentials first,” you replied firmly, but you both knew how this was going to go.

It started in the snack aisle, where Walker insisted on grabbing every new flavour of chips he could find. “We need options,” he said, tossing bags into the cart. “Do we, though?” you asked, crossing your arms.

“Absolutely,” he said, leaning in to steal a quick kiss. “You’ll thank me later.”

Next was the seasonal section, where Walker held up a plush pumpkin and wiggled it in front of you. “Cute, right?”

“Adorable,” you admitted, and before you could say anything else, he tossed it into the cart. “Add it to the collection,” he said, grinning.

When you stopped to look at a cozy blanket, Walker plucked it from your hands and added it to the cart without hesitation.

“Walker, I was just looking—”

“Exactly. You looked at it, so now it’s yours.” He kissed the top of your head. “That’s how it works.”

You tried to protest, but he was relentless. Every time you so much as glanced at something, he insisted on getting it for you. A cute mug? Into the cart. The skincare set you hesitated over? “You need it, babe. Trust me.”

“Walker, you spoil me to much,” you said, shaking your head. “That’s the goal,” he replied, leaning in to kiss your nose.

By the time you reached the toy aisle, the cart was overflowing. Walker grabbed a Nerf blaster and shot a dart at the floor, laughing when it barely made it three feet.

“We’re getting this,” he declared.

“No, we’re not,” you said, but he was already adding it to the pile.

Finally, at the checkout, Walker insisted on paying despite your protests.

“It’s our tradition,” he said, pulling out his card. “Just let me do this.”

On the way out, he carried most of the bags to the car, even though you offered to help.

“You carried me through this entire Target run,” he joked. “It’s only fair I carry the bags.”

Once everything was loaded into the trunk, Walker pulled you into his arms, his lips brushing softly against yours. “Best Target run yet,” he murmured, his forehead resting against yours.

“You say that every week,” you teased, your fingers playing with the strings of his hoodie. “And I mean it every week,” he replied, kissing you again.

As you drove him back home, his hand found yours on the console, fingers intertwining. The bags rustled softly in the backseat, but all you could think about was how lucky you were to have him.

“Same time next week?” he asked, turning to you with a soft smile.

“Obviously,” you said, grinning.

You didn’t need anything fancy. A simple Target run with Walker was more than enough to make your heart feel full.

A/N: i highkey stole this from my bf and i's target runs lol.

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[rosedustdreams]

helloooo i have a request for youu

okay so walker scobell x reader where walker and the reader 'dated' when they were kids (like 11ish maybe?) but walker moved away, so they obviously stopped talking. then fast forward to now, he messages her on Instagram and at some point in the convo he says smth like "we never broke up" i hope this makes sense 😭

anyway i love youuu <33

We Never Broke Up

You and Walker had been inseparable as kids. From the moment you met at summer camp, there was an instant connection. At 11 years old, you didn’t know much about love, but whatever you had with Walker felt special. It was the kind of friendship where you’d pass notes, dare each other to do silly things, and sneak away from the group just to hang out under the stars. You’d even playfully called each other boyfriend and girlfriend, giggling at how grown-up it sounded.

But life had a way of pulling people apart. When camp ended, Walker moved across the country. You promised to stay in touch, but as time went on, the phone calls and texts became less frequent, and eventually, they stopped altogether.

Fast forward to now, and you were scrolling through Instagram, mindlessly tapping through stories. That’s when you saw him.

Walker Scobell.

You blinked, unsure if it was the same Walker you’d known all those years ago. But as you clicked on his profile, there was no doubt it was him. Except now, he was famous, starring in movies and making headlines. You hesitated for a moment before hitting the follow button, figuring there was no way he’d even notice.

To your surprise, he did.

The next day, a notification popped up: Walker Scobell has sent you a message.

Your heart raced as you opened it.

Walker: Wait... is this the same Y/N from camp? You: Depends. Are you the same Walker who screamed when we saw that raccoon by the cabins? Walker: 😭 Okay, fair, but yes. It’s me. Hi. You: Hi. Wow, it’s been forever. Walker: Yeah, like, what, 3 years? Maybe more?

The conversation flowed effortlessly. It was like no time had passed at all. You caught up on life how he got into acting, your own adventures, and everything in between. As the chat went on, the nostalgic warmth of your childhood friendship crept back in.

Then, out of nowhere, Walker dropped a bombshell.

Walker: You know... we never actually broke up. You: 😳 Walker: I mean, technically, right? We never said the words.

You laughed out loud, staring at the screen in disbelief.

You: Pretty sure moving across the country counts as a breakup, Walker. Walker: Nope. Doesn’t count unless someone says it. I’m just saying... we’re still technically dating. You: Oh, really? And what does that make us now? Walker: Long-distance couple reunited. 😌

You couldn’t help but smile, your cheeks heating up.

You: You’re ridiculous. Walker: Maybe. But I mean it. You were my first girlfriend, and I’m pretty sure I never stopped liking you.

Your heart skipped a beat. You stared at his message, unsure of what to say. Before you could respond, another message popped up.

Walker: Sorry if that’s too much. I just... I saw your profile and couldn’t stop thinking about you.

You took a deep breath before typing your reply.

You: It’s not too much. Honestly, I’ve thought about you too. A lot.

From there, the conversation shifted into something deeper, filled with confessions and laughter as you both navigated this unexpected reunion. By the end of the night, one thing was clear: whatever spark had existed between you as kids hadn’t faded it had only grown stronger.

Walker wasn’t just someone from your past anymore. He was part of your present, and maybe, just maybe, your future too.

A/N: u know i had to do my queens one first this my o.g girl i love her with my whole heart

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[rosedustdreams]

Hey! I’ve been reading your Walker works and I need more from you lovely!

Would it be alright if I asked for a Walker x Reader where they do an interview together and he keeps being so obvious about his feelings for her? And like after the interview goes live, a bunch of fans make ship edits, and basically they’re just never beating the dating allegations?

If not it’s quite alright!! Just keep up the amazing work lovely!!

Not So Subtle

You weren’t nervous, not exactly. It was just a press interview, something you’d done countless times before. Still, being paired with Walker for this particular one had your pulse doing somersaults. Not because of the cameras or the audience, but because Walker couldn’t help himself when it came to you.

As the two of you settled into the studio chairs, the host greeted the audience with her signature enthusiasm, introducing you both and hyping up the upcoming season of the Percy Jackson show.

“So,” the host began, her grin playful, “you two have been spending a lot of time together on set. How’s that been?”

Walker immediately leaned forward, his elbow resting casually on his knee. “It’s been amazing,” he said, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye. “I mean, how could it not be? She’s kind of the best.”

Your face heated up, and you laughed nervously, trying to brush it off. “We have a great cast dynamic,” you said, keeping your tone light.

The host raised an eyebrow, clearly catching the subtle tension. “I see,” she said, drawing out the words. “And Walker, I have to ask—there’s a lot of buzz about how much you hype her up in interviews. Care to explain?”

Walker grinned, completely unbothered. “What can I say? She’s insanely talented. And hilarious. And, you know, just… easy to be around.”

You shot him a look, but he just shrugged, his grin turning slightly mischievous.

The host smirked, clearly loving every second of it. “Interesting. And what about you?” she asked, turning to you. “What’s it like working with Walker?”

“Oh, he’s great,” you said, doing your best to stay professional. “Super dedicated, really supportive. Definitely keeps things fun on set.”

“Fun how?” the host pressed, her tone teasing.

Walker jumped in before you could answer. “She’s laughing at me half the time,” he said, his tone playful. “I’m basically just a walking joke to her.”

“That’s not true!” you protested, laughing despite yourself.

“Oh, so you don’t think I’m funny?” he teased, leaning a little closer.

“I think you’re plenty funny,” you said, rolling your eyes.

The host looked between the two of you, her smile widening. “Okay, okay. I think I’m starting to see why fans love you two so much. The chemistry is very real.”

You both froze for half a second before laughing it off, though you could feel your cheeks heating up.

The rest of the interview passed in a blur, with Walker continuing to find small ways to tease you, compliment you, and generally make it impossible for you to escape the growing attention. By the time it ended, you were both smiling, though for very different reasons.

When the interview went live, it didn’t take long for the internet to explode. Within hours, TikTok was flooded with clips of the two of you, complete with dramatic zoom-ins, captions like "Walker is DOWN BAD," and edits set to romantic songs.

One particular video caught your attention: a slowed-down clip of Walker staring at you while you spoke, set to the lyrics of “Can’t Help Falling in Love.” The caption read, “The way he looks at her 😭 they’re not beating the dating allegations fr.”

You groaned, burying your face in your hands. “This is bad.”

Walker, who was sitting across from you in the trailer, leaned over to peek at your phone. When he saw the video, he just laughed.

“I mean,” he said, grinning, “it’s not that bad.”

You shot him a look. “Walker, they think we’re dating.”

He shrugged, utterly unfazed. “So?”

“So?” you repeated, incredulous. “You don’t care?”

“Not really,” he said, his tone casual. Then, after a beat, he added, “Unless… you do?”

Your breath hitched, and you looked away, suddenly very interested in the floor. “I just don’t want things to get weird.”

Walker tilted his head, his grin softening into something gentler. “It wouldn’t be weird. At least, not for me.”

You looked up, meeting his gaze. There was something in his eyes—something warm and steady and entirely too honest.

“Walker,” you began, but he cut you off with a small smile.

“Hey, relax,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “We don’t have to figure it out right now. But just so you know…” His smile turned playful again. “I’m not in a hurry to beat those allegations.”

Your cheeks burned, and you groaned again, but this time, there was a smile tugging at your lips.

Because maybe, just maybe, you weren’t in a hurry either.

A/N:i love this request so much thank u for requesting

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[rosedustdreams]

Walker and you taking a photo together at a meet and greet but he can’t stop staring at you so when you post it everyone is like hes in love with you

Eyes on You

pt2

Being a Percy Jackson fan was practically your personality. You’d read the books so many times the covers were worn and the pages torn. So when the show’s cast was announced and Walker Scobell was revealed as Percy, you were a bit cautious. Then the trailer dropped, and your caution turned into a outright obsession. He was Percy Jackson, there was no doubt about it.

When Walker announced a meet-and-greet in your city, your friends practically shoved you into the ticket line. They knew how much the series meant to you, and they weren’t about to let you miss out on meeting Percy himself.

You spent the next few days obsessing over what to wear, what to say, and how to keep yourself from completely embarrassing yourself. Finally, the day arrived. The event was packed with fans of all ages, all buzzing with excitement. You waited in line, trying to calm your nerves as you moved closer to where Walker was sitting, signing posters and chatting with fans.

When it was your turn, you stepped up, clutching your phone tightly. Walker looked up from the poster he was signing, and for a moment, his expression shifted. His easy smile softened, and there was a spark of something you couldn’t quite place in his eyes.

“Hi!” you said, trying not to sound too starstruck.

“Hey!” Walker replied, his grin widening. “What’s your name?”

You told him, and he repeated it like he was testing how it felt on his tongue. “That’s a really nice name,” he said, his voice warm.

You managed to stammer out a thank-you and added, “I’ve been a fan of Percy Jackson since I was a kid. You’ve done such an amazing job bringing him to life.”

“Wow, thank you,” he said, looking genuinely touched. “That means a lot.”

After chatting for a bit, mostly you trying to keep your cool while he was effortlessly charming, it was time for the photo. You stood beside him, and he placed an arm around your shoulder. As the camera clicked, you noticed something unusual: Walker wasn’t looking at the camera.

He was looking at you.

When the photo was done, you thanked him again and walked away, your heart racing. You didn’t notice the way his gaze lingered as you left.

Later that night, you posted the photo on Instagram with a caption about how surreal it was to meet him. Within minutes, your notifications were blowing up. At first, you thought it was just your friends commenting. But then you started seeing things like:

“Um, why is he staring at you like that???” “HE’S IN LOVE WITH YOU OMG.” “Walker Scobell, blink twice if you’re okay.” “He’s not even subtle about it.”

Curious, you went back to the photo. Sure enough, Walker’s eyes weren’t on the camera. They were locked on you, his expression soft and almost... adoring.

You didn’t know what to think. It was just a moment, right? A nice interaction with an actor who probably wouldn’t remember you by tomorrow. But as the comments piled up, you couldn’t help but wonder: Could there be more to it?

And somewhere, across town, Walker Scobell was scrolling through Instagram, staring at the same photo with a sheepish grin.

A/N: pt2 maybe

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[rosedustdreams]

walker asking you to the movies as a date but you don’t realize 🙂‍↕️

Movie Date?

You were sitting on the couch, scrolling aimlessly through your phone, when Walker’s name popped up in a text notification.

Walker: “Hey, you busy Friday night?”

You furrowed your brow, typing back. You: “Not really, why?”

His response was almost immediate. Walker: “Wanna catch a movie? There’s this new action movie I think you’d like.”

You grinned. Walker knew you had a soft spot for ridiculous car chases and over-the-top stunts. You: “Sure! Sounds fun. Who else is coming?”

The typing bubble appeared, then disappeared, then appeared again. Walker: “Uh… just us.”

Your thumbs hovered over the screen, your head tilting. You didn’t think much of it. After all, you and Walker had hung out one-on-one before. No big deal, right? You: “Cool, I’m in. What time?”

When Friday rolled around, you found Walker waiting for you outside the theater. He’d styled his hair a little neater than usual, and he even had a jacket on, despite the mild weather.

“Hey!” you greeted him with a grin.

“Hey,” he said, his voice a little softer than usual. “You look nice.”

You blinked, glancing down at your casual outfit. “Uh, thanks. You look good too. Did you lose a bet or something? You’re wearing real shoes.”

He laughed, scratching the back of his neck. “I just thought I’d… put in a little effort.”

That should have been your first clue, but you brushed it off, assuming he was just in a weird mood.

The movie was great the two of you whispered jokes back and forth the whole time. But halfway through, you noticed how close Walker’s arm was to yours on the shared armrest.

After the credits rolled, you both went outside greeted by the cool night air. “That was awesome!” you said, turning to him.

“Yeah, it was,” he replied, looking at you with this soft, nervous expression you hadn’t seen before.

You tilted your head. “What’s up? You okay?”

He rubbed the back of his neck again, his cheeks a little pink. “So… you know this wasn’t just, like, a regular hangout, right?”

You blinked. “What do you mean?”

“I… kinda meant it as a date.”

You froze for a second, your brain replaying every interaction from the past week. The texting. The outfit. The armrest proximity.

“Oh,” you said, the realization finally hitting.

Walker’s face turned red. “But if you didn’t see it that way, that’s totally fine! I—”

“No, no, it’s okay!” you blurted, cutting him off. “I just didn’t realize. I mean… I wouldn’t have said yes if I didn’t want to hang out with you, so…”

He stared at you, a small, hopeful smile tugging at his lips. “So… it’s a date?”

You grinned. “Yeah, I guess it is.”

Walker’s smile widened, and suddenly, his earlier nervousness melted away. “Cool. So… same time next Friday?”

“Only if you wear the real shoes again,” you teased, bumping his shoulder.

“Deal,” he said, laughing. And this time, his laugh made your heart skip a beat.

A/N: one of my favs thx for the request.

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[rosedustdreams]

Omg I had the cutest idea for a fix for Walker and if I'm being honest I just didn't want to write it myself 😂

But, hear me out, Walker and reader aren't dating but they're hanging out on like TomTom live and the chat keeps shipping them together and they like secretly like each other.

Idk I think it would be cute, don't feel pressured to make it PR anything. Love you ❤

Chat knows best

Walker adjusted his phone on the stand, his easy smile as his live stream began. You sat cross-legged on the couch beside him, a little more nervous than you cared to admit. It wasn’t your first time joining his live, but every time you did, the chat seemed to erupt with shipping the two of you.

“Hey, everyone!” Walker greeted, waving to the camera. “Hope you’re all doing good tonight. And look who’s with me, Y/N decided to crash the party again.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, nudging him. “Yeah, because you begged me to join,” you teased.

The chat instantly exploded.

“Y/N AND WALKER TOGETHER AGAIN 😍” “Okay but are they dating yet?” “Besties or something more? 👀”

Walker laughed, glancing at you. “They’re starting already,” he said under his breath.

You smirked, leaning closer to the screen. “You guys have no chill, huh?”

“STOP FLIRTING, OMG.” “Just date already!” “They’re literally soulmates, I’m calling it.”

Walker cleared his throat, scrolling through the flood of comments. “Alright, let’s try to keep it semi-normal tonight. We’re here to hang out, answer some questions, and maybe argue over movie rankings.”

“Which I’ll win,” you added confidently, earning a laugh from Walker.

The two of you started answering questions, most of them harmless. But every now and then, a comment would pop up that made your cheeks heat.

“What’s your dream date?” “Are you guys secretly dating? Be honest.” “They HAVE to like each other. Look at them.”

Walker hesitated as he read one of the questions aloud. “Uh… ‘If you could go on a date, where would it be?’” He looked at you, an amused smile tugging at his lips. “Any thoughts?”

Your stomach flipped, but you kept your voice steady. “I don’t know… maybe something fun, like a theme park. Rides are a great distraction.”

“Solid choice,” Walker said, nodding. “I’d go for something low-key, like a picnic on the beach or something.”

The chat immediately lost it.

“OMG HE WANTS TO TAKE HER TO THE BEACH.” “STOP, THEY’VE DEFINITELY TALKED ABOUT THIS.” “Walker, just confess already!”

You laughed nervously, brushing a strand of hair from your face. “Your fans are… relentless,” you muttered, though you couldn’t stop the blush spreading across your cheeks.

“They’re passionate, that’s for sure,” Walker said, rubbing the back of his neck.

The live continued, but the energy felt different. Every teasing comment or playful glance only added to the undercurrent of the unspoken energy. By the time Walker ended the stream, both of you were flushed and grinning.

“That was… intense,” you said, leaning back against the couch.

“Yeah,” Walker agreed, his voice a little quieter now.

For a moment, neither of you spoke. The silence wasn’t awkward, but more like you were both reflecting on something.

Walker broke the tension first, glancing at you with a small, hesitant smile. “You know… they’re not entirely wrong.”

You blinked, your heart skipping a beat. “What do you mean?”

He looked down, fidgeting with the hem of his hoodie. “About me liking you,” he said softly. Then, as if he couldn’t stop himself, he looked back up at you. “I’ve been wanting to say something for a while, but I didn’t know how. And, well, leave it to the live to push me over the edge.”

You stared at him, your mind racing. He liked you?

“Walker,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper. “For the record… they weren’t wrong about me, either.”

His eyes widened slightly, a grin spreading across his face. “So… does this mean we’re giving them what they want?”

You laughed, your heart lighter than it had been all night. “I guess we are.”

Walker reached for your hand, his fingers brushing against yours. It was a small gesture, but it felt like the start of something so much bigger. And for the first time, you didn’t mind the chat being a little too nosy. After all, they’d just given you the push you both needed.

A/N: not me completing a request in one day.... can u tell i have to much time on my hands lol. send me request pretty please with a cheery on top. also thank u for the request love u moreee

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[rosedustdreams]

hi <3 <3

can i request a walker x reader fic and he and the reader have been really good friends for a while now, but they always had a teensie crush on eachother?

you don't have to if you dont want too! i love your fics sm istg hahah

Just Friends… Right?

Movie nights at Leah’s house had become a tradition for the Percy Jackson cast a much needed escape from the chaos of filming. Everyone would pile onto the massive couch, surrounded by snacks and cozy blankets, as chatter filled the room. Tonight was no different, except for the fact that your mind was entirely preoccupied with one person: Walker.

You and Walker had been inseparable since the first table read. From joking around on set to late-night conversations that stretched into the early hours, he had become your person. Lately, though, you couldn’t shake the fluttering feeling in your chest whenever you were near him. The way his laughter filled the room, how his eyes crinkled when he smiled, or even the casual way he leaned against you during these movie nights it all set your heart racing in a way you couldn’t ignore.

Tonight, Leah had chosen a rom-com, one of her favorites. Walker had plopped down next to you, as usual, claiming the spot on the couch like it was reserved just for him. His leg pressed against yours, and his arm rested casually on the back of the couch, so close that you could feel the heat radiating from him.

“You’re quiet tonight,” Walker said softly, his voice cutting through the noise of Leah arguing with Aryan over popcorn.

You blinked, snapping out of your thoughts. “Just tired,” you lied, offering a small smile.

“Uh-huh,” he replied, his brow quirking like he didn’t believe you for a second.

The movie started, and while the rest of the cast was engrossed in the storyline, you found yourself hyper-focused on Walker. Every time he shifted, your heart skipped a beat, and every accidental brush of his hand against yours felt like a shock of electricity.

“Okay, seriously?” Aryan groaned, interrupting your train of thought. “This is the cheesiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Leah threw a piece of popcorn at him. “Shut up, it’s iconic!”

Walker leaned closer to you, his shoulder pressing against yours. “They’re like an old married couple,” he whispered, his breath tickling your ear.

You laughed softly, turning your head to meet his gaze. “And we’re the sane ones?”

He smirked, his eyes lingering on yours a bit too long. “Obviously.”

The moment stretched, the background noise of the movie and your friends fading into nothing. You couldn’t tear your gaze away from him, and for a second, you swore he was about to say something. But then he pulled back, grabbing a handful of popcorn like nothing had happened, leaving you to wonder if you’d imagined it.

As the movie progressed, your attention wavered between the screen and Walker. When the two main characters finally kissed, Aryan let out a dramatic groan. “Ugh, here we go with the slow-burn friends-to-lovers trope.”

Leah smacked his arm. “It’s called romance, Aryan. Maybe try feeling something for once.”

“Yeah, Aryan,” Walker chimed in, grinning. “Let the people enjoy their love story.”

You snorted, shaking your head. “Since when are you a romance expert?”

“Since now,” he shot back, his tone playful but his expression soft.

“Please, you’d be the worst at confessing your feelings,” Aryan quipped, throwing popcorn at Walker.

Walker caught the piece, “You’d be surprised.”

The comment hung in the air, but before you could overanalyse it, Leah distracted everyone by rewinding the movie to replay her favourite scene.

As the credits rolled, the room fell into a comfortable silence, everyone too tired to move. Walker glanced at you, his voice low. “Hey, can I ask you something?”

Your pulse quickened. “Of course.”

He hesitated, his usual confidence replaced with a nervous energy that made your stomach flip. “Have you ever… liked someone but didn’t know if they felt the same?”

Your breath caught, and you tried to keep your voice steady. “Maybe. Why?”

Walker’s hand found the edge of the popcorn bowl, his fingers fidgeting with it. “Just curious.”

You tilted your head, watching him closely. “If you’re asking for advice, I’d say just tell them. Worst case, they don’t feel the same, but at least you’d know, right?”

He let out a soft laugh, his gaze dropping to the floor. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

For a moment, neither of you said anything. The room felt heavier, the space between you charged with unspoken words. Then, Walker looked up, meeting your eyes with a vulnerability that took your breath away.

“Okay, I’ll tell them,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper

Walker took a deep breath, his eyes remaining on yours. “I like you.”

The words hung in the air, and for a moment, you thought you might have imagined them. “What?”

“I like you,” he repeated, his cheeks tinged with pink. “I have for a while. I just… didn’t know how to tell you.”

Your mind raced, a mix of shock and relief washing over you. “You… like me?”

Walker laughed nervously, scratching the back of his neck. “Yeah. Is that okay?”

You stared at him, your heart swelling with a warmth you hadn’t realized you’d been holding back. “It’s more than okay,” you said softly. “Because I like you too.”

The smile that broke across his face was unlike anything you’d ever seen—bright, genuine, and filled with a joy that made your chest ache. Before either of you could say anything else, Aryan’s voice cut through the moment.

“Are you guys having a moment over there?” he teased, tossing a pillow in your direction.

Walker caught it, laughing. “Nope, nothing to see here.”

Leah squinted at you both suspiciously, but you quickly grabbed a blanket to cover your flustered expression.

Walker leaned closer, his voice low enough for only you to hear. “Guess we’ll talk more about this later?”

You nodded, a smile tugging at your lips. “Yeah. Later.”

For now, the moment was just yours, a secret shared between two hearts that had finally found their way to each other.

A/N: pls give me request i have no ideas. also i feel like my fics are so short but they feel so long when i'm writing them. thank u for the request love i'm glad u like my fics hope u like this one .

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[rosedustdreams]

hii ❤️

i was reader your walker oneshot, and i loved it! i was wondering if you could do another walker x reader, and have a lil fluffy thing with the reader and him going on a date before they went public, and having to hide their relationship

thank you so much for your time ❤️❤️❤️

Quiet date night

You and Walker had been together for a little over three months, but the public didn't know about your relationship yet. His friends and family were aware, but the two of you had decided to keep it private for now. It wasn’t about being secretive; it was about protecting the little bubble you’d created together, where it was just the two of you figuring things out without any outside noise.

Tonight was one of those rare nights where you could go out and feel like a regular couple. Walker had picked a cozy diner tucked away in a quiet part of town, a place where no one would look twice at two teenagers sharing a booth.

When he slid into the seat across from you, he gave you that signature grin, the one that made your heart skip a beat.

“You look amazing,” he said, leaning forward just enough for his voice to be heard over the soft hum of the diner.

“You always say that,” you teased, though the warmth in your cheeks betrayed you.

“That’s because it’s always true,” he replied, his foot nudging yours under the table.

The two of you settled into easy conversation, talking about school, his filming schedule, and the latest movie you’d both seen. You laughed so much that your cheeks hurt, and Walker kept leaning closer, his voice dropping to a soft murmur like he didn’t want anyone else to hear what he had to say.

Halfway through your milkshakes, the waitress brought over your food, and you both felt comfortable sharing fries and stealing bites off each other’s plates.

“You know,” Walker said, wiping his hands on a napkin, “I think this is my favourite kind of date. No big events, no pressure, just us.”

Hidden Moments

You and Walker had been together for a little over three months, but the world didn’t know. His friends and family were aware, but the two of you had decided to keep it private for now. It wasn’t about being secretive; it was about protecting the little bubble you’d created together, where it was just the two of you figuring things out without any outside noise.

Tonight was one of those rare nights where you could go out and feel like a regular couple. Walker had picked a cozy diner tucked away in a quiet part of town, a place where no one would look twice at two teenagers sharing a booth.

When he slid into the seat across from you, he gave you that signature grin, the one that made your heart skip a beat.

“You look amazing,” he said, leaning forward just enough for his voice to be heard over the soft hum of the diner.

“You always say that,” you teased, though the warmth in your cheeks betrayed you.

“That’s because it’s always true,” he replied, his foot nudging yours under the table.

The two of you settled into easy conversation, talking about school, his filming schedule, and the latest movie you’d both seen. You laughed so much that your cheeks hurt, and Walker kept leaning closer, his voice dropping to a soft murmur like he didn’t want anyone else to hear what he had to say.

Halfway through your milkshakes, the waitress brought over your food, and you both fell into a comfortable rhythm of sharing fries and stealing bites off each other’s plates.

“You know,” Walker said, wiping his hands on a napkin, “I think this is my favourite kind of date. No big events, no pressure, just us.”

“Same,” you admitted, smiling at him. “It’s nice to just... be.”

But as much as you tried to relax, there was always that little voice in the back of your head reminding you to be careful. You glanced around the diner, checking for anyone who might recognize him, but the few other customers were busy with their own meals.

“You’re doing that thing again,” Walker said, catching your attention.

“What thing?”

“Looking over your shoulder like we’re about to get caught.” He reached across the table to take your hand, his thumb brushing over your knuckles. “It’s okay, you know. No one’s paying attention to us.”

You smiled sheepishly. “I know, I just... I don’t want to ruin this.”

“You’re not ruining anything,” he said firmly, his gaze steady. “And even if someone does notice, we’ll handle it. Together.”

You nodded, feeling a little more at ease. But just as you started to relax, the bell over the door jingled, and a group of teens walked in. One of them froze mid-step, her eyes widening as she whispered something to her friends. You felt your stomach drop.

Walker glanced over, his expression calm but alert. He gave the group a polite smile before turning back to you.

“Don’t panic,” he said quietly, his hand still holding yours.

The teens didn’t approach, but you could feel their eyes on you both, their hushed whispers making your heart race. Walker squeezed your hand gently.

“Let’s finish up and head out,” he suggested, his voice soothing.

You nodded, quickly taking a sip of your milkshake. Walker waved the waitress over to settle the bill, and within minutes, you were heading for the door.

As soon as you were outside, Walker slipped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close. “You okay?” he asked, his concern evident.

“Yeah,” you said, exhaling a breath you hadn’t realised you were holding. “That was close, though.” He smiled, leaning down to press a quick kiss to your temple. “Close, but not a disaster. And even if it was, I wouldn’t mind.”

You looked up at him, your heart swelling. “Really?”

“Really,” he said, his eyes soft. “You’re worth it.”

In that moment, with the cool night air around you and Walker’s arm wrapped protectively around you, you realized that hiding your relationship might be tricky, but it was worth every second.

A/N: keep the request coming, also 3 fics in one day 😮 i'm really feeding u guys huh

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[rosedustdreams]

Hii!! I hope you’re doing well! Here’s a request (it’s the only thing I can think of rn 😭)

Walker scobell x reader where the reader is a friend of Tamara’s (or any of the people from the PJO cast) and Tamara introduces them, or they meet at a party that Tamara has.

Ok, thank youuu! If you don’t want to write it, you obviously don’t have to lol

Love ya <3

A/N: i love u more babe enjoy. pt2

A Night by the Fire

It was the kind of party that only Tamara could throw—one filled with laughter, the hum of a guitar in the corner, and the distant twinkling of Christmas lights strung between trees. You weren’t one for huge gatherings, but Tamara had insisted you come. "It’ll be fun," she said with that irresistible grin of hers. "You need to meet my friends. I promise you'll like them." you reluctantly agreed just to get her to stop whining but now you’re regretting that decision.

you took a deep breath as you approached the side of the backyard where a circle of friends had gathered around a fire pit. Music played softly as you heard the gentle hum of conversation. Some of the faces were familiar, others not so much. You scanned the group for Tamara, but your attention was immediately caught by a tall blond with a friendly smile.

His expression was a mix of easygoing and shy, you couldn't help but notice the playful shine in his eyes. Walker Scobell. You’d seen his face on Tamara’s Instagram stories, but you hadn’t really talked to him in person before. Tamara had told you a little about him-said he was the "baby" of the group, even though Leah was technically younger. Quiet, funny, and always a good listener—basically the opposite of the chaotic energy she usually brought to the table.

You hesitated for a moment, watching him from across the yard. Walker was standing near a tree, fiddling with his phone in one hand, his other hand clutching some soda. He looked like he was content, just watching everything around him. you hesitated for a moment, but then, feeling a little braver, you approached him. "Hey, you work with Tamara right," you said, trying not to sound too nervous. "You’re Walker, right?" His eyes met yours, and there was a flicker of recognition, followed by a warm, shy smile. "Oh, uh, yeah! I’m Walker." He scratched the back of his neck, clearly a little flustered. "Nice to meet you, Y/N." His voice was a little quieter than you expected. "Tamara’s been telling me a lot about you," you added, hoping to ease the awkwardness.

"Oh yeah? All good things, I hope," he replied, his lips curving into a slightly playful grin. His demeanor was still shy, but there was a glimmer of curiosity in his eyes that made you feel at ease. "Mostly," you teased, taking a sip from your own drink as walker chuckled. "So, how are you liking the party?" you asked, leaning a little against the tree he’d been standing by. He shrugged, glancing at the fire pit where the others were chatting. "It’s not really my thing, but it’s nice. I’m more of a small-group kind of person."

"Same here," you admitted. "Honestly, I was about to skip, but Tamara can be pretty persuasive." Walker smiled knowingly. "Yeah, she has a way of dragging people into her plans. But hey, if you hadn’t come, we wouldn’t be talking right now. So, maybe her plan wasn’t so bad." His words caught you off guard, and you felt a warmth rise to your cheeks. "Maybe not," you said softly, a small smile playing on your lips.

There was something refreshing about Walker—his shyness wasn’t off-putting, but rather comforting, like he didn’t feel the need to fill every silence with words. It made you feel like you didn’t have to try too hard. "So, what do you usually do when you're not at parties like this?" you asked, genuinely curious. Walker took a thoughtful sip of his soda before answering. "I guess I'm pretty into movies, hanging out with friends ,and my family. I’m not really the party type either, but I don’t mind it now and then. It's kind of like a change of scenery, you know?"

"Yeah, I get that," you said, nodding. "I’m more into quiet nights at home. Less chaos, more…peace, I guess." Walker’s eyes gave you an understanding look. "Sounds nice," he said. "I think I could use a little more of that myself."

The night air had a slight chill to it, and you could feel it creeping into your bones, but you didn’t want to leave the conversation just yet. The flickering flames of the fire pit cast shadows over the group, and the distant chatter blended with the soft hum of the music. You could feel the warmth of the fire reach you where you stood, but the warmth of the moment was even more powerful.

After a brief pause, Walker added, "So, what kind of movies do you like?" The question seemed simple enough, but there was something in his tone that made you feel like he genuinely cared about the answer. "I’m a sucker for old classics. You know, black-and-white films and the occasional rom-com."

"Nice," Walker said, his grin widening. "I can’t say I’ve watched many of those, but I’m always up for something new." He glanced at the group again, as if unsure whether to join them or stay in this comfortable little bubble you two had created. Before you could suggest anything else, a burst of laughter came from the fire pit, followed by a few people waving over at you. "You coming over?" Tamara called out, her voice carrying through the cool night air. You turned your head, but then looked back at Walker, who seemed to be silently debating whether or not to join them. "Maybe later," you said, glancing back at the fire pit with a slight frown. "I could use a little more time away from the crowd."

Walker nodded, his smile returning as he seemed to understand exactly what you meant. "Yeah, I feel that too," he said, a hint of amusement in his voice. "We’ll just hang out here for a while, then." And so, you stood there together, letting the soft sounds of the night and the crackling fire fill the space between you. The party seemed distant now, less important. For the first time that evening, you realized that maybe Tamara had been right all along—meeting new people wasn’t so bad after all.

A:N/ guys this is my first fic i hope u love it let me know what you think and please request more of what you wanna read. <3

Edit: I didn’t realise how short this is, maybe a part 2 that will be longer. ;)

[rosedustdreams]

Walker finding out you used to make edits of him

Edits

You were sitting cross-legged on the couch, scrolling through old photos on your phone when Walker plopped down next to you, a bag of chips in hand. He offered you some, but you waved it off, too focused on your screen.

“What’re you looking at?” he asked, leaning in to peek.

“Nothing!” you yelped, clutching your phone to your chest.

Walker raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk spreading across his face. “Oh, it’s definitely not nothing. What’s the big secret?”

You hesitated, biting your lip. Your brain screamed, Do NOT tell him! But another part of you, the part that valued honesty, whispered, Just rip the Band-Aid off.

“I... uh...” You groaned and hid your face in your hands. “I used to make edits of you.”

Walker blinked, clearly taken aback. “Wait, what?”

You peeked through your fingers, cheeks burning. “You know, like, fan edits. Back when The Adam Project came out, I thought you were cool, and I made a couple of TikToks with clips of you. It’s not a big deal!”

Walker’s expression shifted from confusion to amusement. He leaned back, crossing his arms. “A couple, huh?”

“Fine, like... a lot,” you mumbled, burying your face in your hands again.

He let out a laugh, genuine and warm. “I can’t believe this. You were my fan?”

“I was your fan,” you clarified, though your voice wasn’t as convincing as you’d hoped.

Walker grinned, leaning forward. “So, where are these edits now? Are we talking transitions, dramatic music, sparkly filters—?”

“Stop!” you interrupted, mortified. “I deleted most of them. And, for the record, I was like thirteen. It’s not weird!”

“Thirteen-year-old you had taste,” he teased.

You grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, but he caught it with ease, his laughter filling the room. “I’m never letting you live this down,” he said, still grinning.

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help the small smile tugging at your lips. “Yeah, well, don’t get a big head about it. I haven’t made one in years.”

Walker tilted his head, a glimmer of mischief in his eyes. “You know, if you ever get bored, I’d totally commission one. Like, for old times’ sake.”

You groaned. “You’re impossible.”

“And you’re adorable,” he shot back, earning a playful glare from you.

As much as you wanted to be annoyed, you couldn’t deny the warm fuzziness creeping into your chest. If anything, at least the truth was out and Walker seemed to love every second of it.

A/N: i love this request.

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[rosedustdreams]

Eyes on You PT2

pt1,

That night, you couldn’t sleep. Your mind kept replaying the moment Walker’s eyes met yours, the warmth in his smile, and the way he’d seemed genuinely interested in every word you said. It was probably nothing just an actor being nice to a fan. But the comments on your Instagram post kept poking at the tiny spark of doubt in your head.

Could there be something more?

You scrolled through your notifications, overwhelmed by the sheer number of likes and comments. Even people you didn’t know were chiming in:

“Why does he look like he’s about to write you a poem?” “Y’all better get married so I can say I shipped it from the start.” “Imagine meeting Percy Jackson and he looks like that at you.”

You laughed at some of them, rolling your eyes at the absurdity, but a part of you felt... flustered. The way Walker was looking at you in the photo wasn’t something you could easily brush off.

Meanwhile, across the city, Walker was sitting on his hotel bed, phone in hand. His team had insisted he stay off social media for the night something about staying focused and avoiding distractions but curiosity had gotten the better of him.

He’d spent the past half hour scrolling through Instagram, his account logged into a private alt that only a few close friends knew about. When your post popped up, he stopped. His thumb hovered over the screen as he stared at the photo.

There you were, standing next to him with the brightest smile, and all he could think about was how his gaze had betrayed him. He hadn’t meant to be so obvious. It wasn’t like him to get distracted, especially at events like this. But there was something about you—your genuine enthusiasm, the way your eyes lit up when you talked about Percy Jackson, and the way you seemed equally nervous and excited all at once.

The comments under your post weren’t helping his resolve to forget about it. His favorite: “Bro, Walker’s out here looking at her like shes hung the stars. Good luck recovering from this one.”

He chuckled to himself, shaking his head, but the grin on his face lingered.

-----

The next morning, you woke up to find your post had gone semi-viral. The caption was still innocent enough, but people were dissecting every pixel of the photo, reading into things you’d never even noticed.

In your DMs, one message stood out. It was from an account with no profile picture and only a few followers. Normally, you’d ignore something like that, but the first line caught your attention:

“Hey, I hope this doesn’t seem weird, but it’s Walker.”

Your heart practically stopped. There was no way, right? Someone had to be messing with you. But when you clicked on the account, the bio read something along the lines of: “Just a guy who loves movies and occasionally plays a demigod.”

Oh. My. Gods.

“Hi!” you replied, your fingers trembling as you typed. “If this is a prank, it’s a very convincing one.”

Within seconds, you saw the three little dots indicating he was typing.

“It’s really me, I swear. I just... wanted to thank you again for coming yesterday. It was great meeting you.”

You stared at the message, your mind racing. Walker Scobell—the Walker Scobell—was messaging you? Thanking you? What universe had you stumbled into?

“Wow, uh, thank you,” you replied, trying to sound casual even though your heart was pounding out of your chest. “It was amazing meeting you too. I’m still trying to process it all.”

His response came quickly: “Yeah, same here, honestly.”

What did that mean? Same here? Did he mean he was trying to process meeting you? You didn’t want to read too much into it, but the idea alone made your cheeks flush.

The two of you messaged back and forth for hours, the conversation flowing so naturally it felt surreal. He asked about your favorite PJO book, your favorite characters, and what you thought of the trailer. You found yourself laughing at his jokes about filming and how nervous he’d been to live up to fans’ expectations.

At one point, he said, “You were one of the coolest people I met yesterday. Just thought you should know.”

You stared at the message, rereading it a dozen times before replying: “That’s really sweet of you to say. Honestly, meeting you made my whole year.”

Somehow, you ended up exchanging phone numbers. Walker insisted it would be easier to talk there, and you didn’t argue. The idea of having his number saved in your phone felt both exhilarating and completely insane.

Over the next few weeks, you kept in touch. At first, it was small things memes about Percy Jackson, updates on his filming schedule, and random stuff about your day. But as time went on, the conversations grew deeper.

He asked about your life, your dreams, and what had drawn you to the series in the first place. You found yourself opening up in ways you hadn’t expected, and he did the same.

One night, he sent you a selfie just him in his trailer, holding up a peace sign with the caption: “Long day, but this made it better.”

“This” clearly referred to your latest text, a long-winded rant about how the gods in Greek mythology needed better communication skills.

You responded with a picture of your PJO book collection stacked neatly on your desk. “This is the shrine I’ve built in your honor,” you joked.

Walker replied, “Pretty sure you’re the only person I’d be okay with building a shrine for me.”

And just like that, the line between casual fan and something more began to blur.

A/N: pt3?????

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